Once More Unto The Breach, Dear Friends

I was pretty bummed out on Saturday, because although I had an excellent session with Ruby earlier in the day, being cold shouldered by her later on top of a disappointing ending to my Estella session had put a damper on my spirits. But what was really bothering me was that it was finally sinking in that finding someone as simpatica in all areas as Lirica was as difficult in the zona as anywhere else, and that my good fortune last fall was as much a matter of beginner's luck as anything else. Beginner's luck that was unlikely to repeat itself.

Knowing that today was my last day in this portion of my trip I wanted a sure thing. Someone that was going to provide the means for me to get out of the doldrums, and I didn't have time for extensive interviews.

During the last couple of days, Candi had been good to her word, and had introduced me several of her girlfriends, each introduction prefaced with a private aside form her, "You'll like her, she's just like you like". Among the chicas so introduced was Angela, and Angela, unbeknownst to her or Candie had another recommendation going for her, Farsider had mentioned her on several occasions as someone that had attracted his attention, but do to other commitments unable to do anything about. Since for some reason we seem to travel in many of the same chica circles, his opinion was taken under serious consideration and Angela herself had done much to spark some interest with her wonderful personality. But physically Angela was far from my type, a tall lanky slightly older girl, she was pretty much the opposite from what I'm normally attracted to. But my track record up till now had been spotty, perhaps it was time to let fate, Candie and Farsider drive for awhile.

For being my last day I was surprisingly lax in getting to the zona, and did not arrive at AB until after 3:00. Too late for and extended afternoon session, I was prepared to call it a day with a single very long extended session this evening if I could find Angela and set it up.

Spotting Angela proves not to be a problem. Angela is known as Angela Tiburon, and like her namesake, Angela is constantly cruising the room. This time I actually turn the tables and find her, asking her to join me for a drink and some quiet conversation in one of the corner booths. With a bright smile Angela accepts, and truth be told this is the main reason I'm focused in on her, she has approached me several times since Candie introduced us, and each time even though I had up to now turn her down, she has done so with such grace and good will that each time I have promised myself that next time I would accept. Angela is a real sweet lady, and never gets upset by turndowns, so it makes me quite happy to grab her hand and guide her to a booth. I inquire about returning to the hotel later, and Angela is very accommodating, agreeing to any amount of time I would want, tonight, and starting at any time I wish. Knowing that I have a dinner appointment with another board member at 8:00, I leave the time open, somewhere between 8:00 and 10:00. Deal done, Angela and I spend an enjoyable half hour or so just chatting, she telling me about her family and the new laptop she had just bought her kids, including a DVD, so they can watch movies, and I filling her in on my travel plans. She asks me about the internet, my pleadings of ignorance are met with a raised eyebrow and a snigger, it's a topic Angela will return to several times in the course of our time together. Finally we part, Angela patting my hand and saying, "I work now, when you ready, you come and see Angela". I'm feeling better already, and I see why Farsider liked this girl and give her such a high recommendation. Silently I thank both Candie and Farsider, making a mental note that I owe Mr. Farsider a coke the next time we meet.

Since my deal making had taken far less time than I had expected, I now had some time on my hands before I had to return to the hotel. Rather than waste the time somewhere else, I decide to stick around and do a survey of the eye candy, just in case I find something for next weekend. I circle the bar a couple of times, saying hello to several chicas I had met either over the last couple of days or from my previous trips, finally ending up by the DJ booth watching the show. While watching I notice a well built blonde standing nearby. Dressed in a black, she catches me staring at her several time, smiles but does not make a move toward me. This only serves to increase my interest, the ploy of feigning discreet interest is an effective one with me. I catch her eye a couple of more times, now I'm watching her more than the show, and she knows it She is smiling, as if at the show, but is watching me watch her out of the corner of her eye. She looks rather familiar, but I've seen so many chicas in the last few days it may be that I'm just imagining it. I make my 'oh so not suave' move over to stand next to her and watch the show for a couple of more minutes. Finally leaning over and introduce myself. I love playing these games, my stomach tightens thinking about making a move on such a pretty girl much like it did 30 years ago. At the same time I realize that unlike then, I'm going to have a exceedingly high success rate. These little head games I play with myself really increase the pleasure of my zona experience.

Surprise of surprises the chica seems happy to strike up a conversation, and greets my introduction with a big smile and her name, Gabriella. As we talk, I wonder how I could have missed her up till now, Gabriella is right in the center of my attraction zone, blonde, young and slightly bigger than average, not fat but muscular. Great legs with slightly meaty thighs, and to top it off, she's dressed in a killer black dress that shows off those great legs and a nice set of "C" cups. The black dress is also the perfect compliment for her long ash blonde hair. My attraction is extreme, but knowing I've already made a commitment to Angela, there's not much I can do about it. Never the less, I cannot let this opportunity pass, and hopefully I can put myself on her radar for next weekend. Something clicks for me, I can feel anticipation building and I realize that I had seen this girl before, she was a dancer last fall, had danced right after Lirica, and her radiant smile on that beautiful face and body is just as attractive now up close as it was last fall from a distance. We talk briefly I telling her that I'm leaving tomorrow, but I will be returning next weekend. This information is greeted with a frown and an exclamation of disappointment. Gabriella is leaving tomorrow for Mexico City, not to return until July. Damn, damn, damn. Just when I find someone I'm really attracted to, she's going to disappear before I can even get to know her. Now put in a weird position, I'm talking to a chica I'm very attracted to, negotiating a session but instead of hoping for a successful conclusion, I'm hoping to discover a deal breaker. But Gabriella is eager to convince me to go now, I know that's not to be, but I can't tear myself away from her. I tell her that I only do hours, she smiles and nods, she loves long sessions, she prefers them in fact. I need much foreplay and lots of deep frenching. No problems she says she loves to be very romantic and deep frenching is a favorite. I must give her a massage as a warmup, eyeing that lovely body, aching to get my hands on it. No problem, she loves massages, and will give me one of I want it. Back to kissing, I like to kiss all over I warn her, she nods in quick assent, no, I mean all over, particularly here, lightly caressing her lower abdomen. Her eyes widen, (ahh, I think, here's the deal breaker), but an even wider smile crosses her face, and more nods, yes she loves that too. Finally in desperation I ask how much? $80 she responds hopefully, for an hour or more, she adds. My God, this is a dream come true, what to do, what to do. I sigh, I tell her I must leave for now, but I'll be back later. Sweetly and very eagerly she says I'll wait for you right here.

Now it's time for me to head back to the VdeZ, plus I need time to figure out how I'm going to juggle tonight's suddenly crowded agenda.

An hour later back at the VdeZ, I realize that the only way I'm going to be able to pull this off is to return to Adelitas as soon as possible, make a quick strafing run, pick up Gabby before Angela spots me, rent a room for the night at the Coahuilla have my session with Gabby, get out of Dodge for a while (which fits in well because I'm supposed to meet a board member at 8:00 outside of the Chicago. That allows two hours of rest up time before show time with Angela. Not enough time, I realize, but it's the best I can do under the circumstances.

I head back, entering Adelitas and making a quick left, hoping to avoid Angela. I'm successful, no sign of Angela, and even better, I spot Gabby quickly and she is unoccupied. She rises from the booth she was sitting in with her girlfriends, when she spots me, big smile greeting me. I hadn't realized just how big a girl she is until now, in high heels we're eye to eye as she takes my hands into hers. Wasting no time, and to the amusement of her girlfriends, we head towards the door without any talking at all. Upstairs I continue with the plan and rent a room for the night, much to the delight of Gabby, who seems to hate the knock as much as I do.

Once in the room Gabby proves good to her word, immediately grabbing me and planting a long passionate kiss on my mouth, doing her best to detach my tongue by suctioning it right out of my mouth. This girl loves to french, I try to kiss her neck, lick her ear, nibble on her earlobe, but time after time she seeks out my mouth with hers to deeply french, teeth gnashing against teeth. Gabby starts hot and works her way up to incandescent. I've never experienced anything like this in my life. I slowly undress her, standing at the foot of the bed, kissing her breasts, but she continues to urge me periodically back to her mouth for more tongue play. Suddenly gasping , indicating it's time to get into bed, and for me to undress. This I do with a great deal of alacrity, as she lies there invitingly clad only in black panties. I grab my massage oil and a condom and join her on the bed. It's time to slow this down a little, this girl is way too hot, and I want to enjoy her body for as long as possible. Seeing the massage oil, she immediately flips over on her stomach and wiggles her very cute rump in anticipation. I take a moment to memorize her in this position, for she is incredibly beautiful. Flawless skin, long ash blonde hair that comes down to the middle of her back, silk black bikini panties. I'm again struck by the fact that Gabby is extremely muscular, broad shouldered girl, and coupled with her still wearing panties, a momentary thought crosses my mind that she may be more than advertised. Well, I'll be finding out shortly, I say to myself, pooling a small amount of massage oil in the palm of my hand, and blowing on it to warm it a bit. I start the massage, getting a great deal of pleasure just from the tactile sensation of touching such a beauty. Gabby is also enjoying it, a win-win situation. I end the massage by lying half beside, half on her, and she responds by turning her face towards me and we start another round of deep, passionate frenching. During this, our bodies tangled, she rolls over onto her back and I slowly make my way down that beautiful body. Her nipples are already erect, and with a little more stimulation on my part they harden even more, eliciting some low moans from Gabby. I make my way further down and I'm greeted by a very strong musky odor. I realize it's not a cleanliness issue, no Gabby is genuinely turned on and has been secreting musk and lubricant since we have started. The crotch of her panties is soaked through I notice as she finally steps them off with a quick gymnastic move. This is by far the hottest girl and the hottest sex I've ever had. I close in for some Daty, Gabby emits a soft anticipatory cry, her slit, beaded with moisture, lips brown, swollen with increased blood flow lies waiting. I run my tongue gently down the slit, collecting the moisture, tasting it's slightly salty flavor. This action is greeted by even louder moans, her hips wiggling, she urges me to probe deeper.

My tongue enters her slit, her now hot lips parting, inside more liquid makes the walls more slippery. Gabby is now panting, not satisfied with the speed of my entrance, she attempts to thrust her hips on my tongue. I give her what she wants, I probe with my tongues as hard and as deep as I can into her slit. A more satisfied groan tells me this is appreciated. I continue to work my tongue in and out, side to side, eventually seeking out her clitoris, Gabby is now bucking against my mouth, thighs battering my ears. At one point, she reaches down with both hands and grabs the back of my head pressing it even harder into her pubic mound. I have to turn my head slightly to one side to catch some air, my mouth is now slippery with her fluids, she has orgasmed at least once already. I rest my check on her lower belly, Gabby runs her fingers through what's left of my hair, murmuring "Papi, oh Papi, muy rico Papi". My first 'Papi', I love it, and start another round of oral. This takes her by surprise, but she quickly gets into it. We go through the same performance as before, Gabby seems to have an endless supply of natural lubricant, and spends some more as she orgasms at least once more during our second round of oral.

This time instead of allowing me to lay my head on her belly, Gabby pulls me with both arms on top of her, and without a thought of wiping her own juices off of my face, starts another round of deep passionate kissing. Our bodies accompany the frenching with slow rhythmic hip movements, our bodies somehow managing a perfect cadence to each other. Any time we break out passionate lip lock, Gabby looks me right in the eyes, and sighs again, "Oh Papi, muy rico, Papi". We continue in this cycle of embracing, for what seem endless minutes, until neither of us can stand the anticipation any longer. Quickly unrolling a condom, Gabby and I go straight to missionary, neither of us wants to break mouth contact with the other.

I try to tease Gabby a bit by slowly massaging the head of my penis along the lips of her labia, but she'll have none of it, she reaches down with one hand, seizes my member and inserts it fully into her vagina, withdrawing her hand she thrust up, seating me deeply inside her. Other than a small grunt, there's no indication of any discomfort with such an abrupt insertion, she so well lubricated I doubt she felt much pain at all.

I on the other hand, am experiencing the most exquisite pleasure of my life. Never have I had sex as good as this, Gabby once seating my member to her satisfaction now sets a quick and steady tempo, and at every down thrust I give her, she responds wiggling and grinding into my pelvis bone. Soon her face flushes yet again, and yet another deep throated moan escapes her lips. She has obviously orgasmed again. I try to vary my pace, attempting to hold off my orgasm, but I know I can't for very long. Then gabby adds yet another movement into our session. She pulls her legs up to as close to her chest as she can, wrapping her arms around her knees. This has the effect of giving me even deeper access to her vagina. I am deeper into her than I been in almost any woman, my sac on the downward stroke is now slapping her lower labia, more in fact, they are being squeezed between my body and hers, I am going so deeply into her. You might get the impression that Gabby is loose, but no, Gabby has excellent muscle control, and for all the gymnastics is quite tight. But as much as I'm loving this, or because I'm loving it so much, I can't hold out and explode with an orgasm the size of which I haven't had in many years. I collapse, panting next to Gabby, who smiles, pats my check and with several more "Oh Papi's" starts a more relaxed deep kissing session. Gabby is in no rush, but we finally break. Again she tell me that she is leaving tomorrow, and much to my surprise and delight, announces that I'll be her last customer until she returns, she wants to end her TJ stay on a high note. So, Gabby grabs a towel, wrapping it around herself and her clothes and returns to her room. First making me promise to return to her this summer and spend a much longer time with her. Something I'm very inclined to do, I tell myself.

Now alone, I slowly shower and dress. I'm totally exhausted, and somewhat dazed. I cannot believe my good fortune in finding Gabby and like the songs says, "Every silver cloud has a black lining", because I'm loosing her immediately after finding her. On the other hand, this may be a good thing, on several levels, not least of which is the well being of my nearing 50 year old heart. I do believe that if Gabby put her mind to it, she could make sure my trip home would be in a totally horizontal position, and in a very dark and confined box in the cargo hold.

Now I'm faced with a couple of issues, not least of which is that I have about three minutes to gather my energy and navigate the steps of the hotel and get my very sore body over to Al Capone's to keep my 8:00 appointment. Gabby had ended up staying about two hours I realize. But a more pressing concern is what to do about Angela, we have an outdate in 2 hours, and I'm barely able to stand right now. And I am really starting to like Angela as a person, I'll not blow her off, though to be honest, if I would return to the VedZ now, and call it a night, I would consider not only tonight but my entire stay itself a success. Well, I have 2 hours to figure out what I'm going to do.

I make my way slowly over to Al Capones, walking much like an old man, but finally loosening up while waiting out front. My meeting is with Dogster, and unlike so many other board members (ok, one other board member, but we won't mention any names, Redongdo) he is punctual to the minute, pulling up in a cab, hand outstretched in greeting before his feel hit the asphalt. "You gotta be Billfromreading", he states with a silly grin, and we hit it off immediately. (Of course I must admit that basking in the afterglow of my session with Gabby, I was prepared to meet even Redongdo in open fellowship). We enter Chicago Club, find a table, and spend two very enjoyable hours gossiping about the rest of you guys. Midway through our chat an old friend of Dogstar's drops by and sits in the booth, next to him, across from me. Miriada (ed. note, name changed on request) is a CC hottie, beautiful in face and a hard body. Spending some time idly staring at her breasts as they catch up on old times does wonders for my libido. Angela may have a little something to work with after all. All too soon though (for I did enjoy my time with Doggie, almost as much as I enjoyed staring at Miriada's breasts), 10:00 approaches.

I make some hasty good-byes, and again to be honest I don't think either of my conversation partners were particularly sad to see me go, and head back to Adelitas. I do not have to search very hard to find Angela. Even though it's a Saturday night, Angela is not that difficult to spot, being one of the taller chicas in the place. I find her with a couple of friends, one being Candie who had introduced us earlier, and another being Elisa, whom I've had several very friendly conversations with, since we have a mutual friend in Farsider (see Farsider's "The Third Time's the Charm" for some very pleasant reading and an example of a great trip report and for more on Elisa) and Valerie. The five of us spend some time chatting, mainly about Farsider (Whom they all know, some if not in the biblical sense at least in intimate verbal detail from Elisa.) I get eyed with renewed appraisal from both Valerie and Angela when Elisa tells them that I am a friend of Farsiders. The mighty Farsider clears a wide swath through the chicas, one which lowly Bill humbly follows. LOL It's amazing the good will this guy has generated within this group, all I can say is that they must see something that has up to now escaped my notice.

Getting quite tired of hearing about him, (after all, I'm the award winning author here) I grab Angela and we depart for the room. It's with a bit of anxiety that I approach this session, my unexpected earlier session with Gabby has left me with little in the way of reserves, plus now I can't remember if I did any housecleaning of the room before I made my wobbly exit at the conclusion of our session. And I'm old fashioned enough to feel that an empty condom wrapper on a rumbled bed is not the best way to start off a relationship with a new chica. But I needn't have worried, Angela being a total professional (and I mean that as a compliment), was fully aware of the implications of already having a room at the hotel were, and was not concerned. She took a quick survey of the room and laughed that I had been busy already. I sheepishly admitted that was true, and that I wasn't sure how much she would have to work with. Angela laughs and says she considers this a challenge, then connects the dots and says "So, this is why we aren't going back to your hotel". To show her acceptance of this reality, she hugs me, cocks her head to one side and gives me a deep opened mouthed kiss.

Angela is quite tall, and in her heels we are nose to nose as we stand there. Deep kissing is oddly uncomfortable for both of us and without breaking our kiss, she kicks off her shoes, making herself about three inches shorter. "Ahh, this is more like it", I think to myself, as I probe her mouth with my tongue and a much more familiar and comfortable angle. She melts into my body as if we have been lovers for years.

Giggling, she breaks away and the first thing she does is remove her wig. I was expecting a short butch style haircut, but I'm pleasantly surprised by a head of medium length, luxuriously thick, dark brown hair, and Angela's looks go up several notches. She also now undresses, and displays a very nice body, very well proportioned, with large breasts on her thin frame being spectacular. I've since been told that Angela has received the benefits of extensive liposuction, if true, it has been expertly done because I saw no trace of it, I had no reason to suspect she was anything but tall and lithe. No scars, no sags. I quickly undress while eyeing her and am further impressed by her chichis on her thin frame as she bends over to straighten the bed sheets.

We climb into bed, and Angela is very happy to receive a massage, like most of the other chicas. (Is this my ticket to permanent residence in the zone?) We then spend the next hour petting and talking, Angela's English seems to improve dramatically in the room, and between pouts of tonsil probing we talk about a wide range of topics. This is almost too GFE, boy this girl is good.

Finally before moving into sex mode (I'm still not sure of my performance potential and I'm enjoying the slow pace immensely, Angela wants to give me a massage. Normally I'm not much into receiving a massage (Tanya's are a notable exception) but Angela is insistent and it does buy some time.

Angela is quite good, (if not up to Tanya standards) and does one thing that Tanya had not done that really grabs my attention. A full frontal body massage with her body (is this what a soapy is I wonder). Quite delicious and effective too, for I now find myself with a manly erection (!LOL!). Each full body rub ends with a deep probing kiss.

A final deep kiss and we now reverse positions, with Angela now on bottom and I slowly make my way down her body, kissing and licking all the way. Angela loves Daty, and is quickly wet. None of the urgency I had experienced earlier this night with Gabriella, I'm struck again how seemingly already we are in tune with each other, It's as if we have been here before, and already know the right moves for each other. Candi was pretty shrewd in pairing us off.

Finally Angela insists it's my turn, but before we start that phase I suggest the use of a little Vigel. Vigel is a stimulant/lubricant available from the Hombre store, Candi had seemed to enjoy it, while Estella had been a little less enthusiastic about it. The rest of the chicas I had been with were either too young and skittish to try it or just didn't need it. Ahh, yes, in the name of science the dedicated researcher again undertakes the arduous task of more experimentation. After absorbing my brief explanation of what it is, followed by a raised eyebrow and a quick disclaimer that she does not need it and has been well pleased to this point (yessir), Angela agrees to try it.

After the first few drops applied with my finger, Angela coos "Mi gusta, mi gusta mucho" and urges the application of a few more drops. I can tell it's having the desired effect, Angela's showing all the signs of increased arousal, and her hips start a slow grind under my hand. A few minutes of this and she pops again, and we take a short break.

Again Angela insists it's my turn, and this time it's she who works her way down my body, finally working herself in position for some very fine and gentle oral. I've propped my head up with both pillows in order to better watch her and seeing this Angela positions herself in a sitting position for my viewing pleasure, then twists her lower torso around, spreading her legs and inviting me to continue my finger massage of her clitoris while she continues her very fine oral.

Angela then covers and mounts me, starting very slowly, then builds up some momentum. Very skillful at muscle control, she must not be a stranger to the Hegel exercise. She has me in a velvet lined vice, and where 15 minutes ago I was concerned about being able to pop, now I find myself trying to delay a bit. I normally like to run through at least two positions, if not three, but Angela is so good that I give it up after a couple of more minutes of her riding me cowgirl.

We collapse into each others arms, the Angela provides another of those zona moments, one of those images that stay with you long after many of the sexual details of many encounters fade, priceless and highly treasured. With a triumphant and mischievous grin Angela removes the condom, holds it up as if it's a trophy and says, "See, a full gallon almost". God, I love this woman.

We spend the rest of our time together cuddling and talking, very comfortable in each other's company. The perfect goodbye session for part 1 of my Tijuana adventure, and the perfect counterpoint to my earlier session with Gabby.

As I leave Adelitas, I feel an excited high that I had not felt since some of my sessions last fall, knowing that although I was about to leave TJ, I would be back. I walk over to Revolution, and spend the next hour in an internet café, composing a long email to Farsider, taunting him about how wonderful life can be when viewed from Tijuana after a pair of sessions that teach you all over again how good sex can be.

OK. I read the most important part (the part with ME making a cameo appearance). Gotta admit that my showing up in a cab punctually, at the exact minute, is a pretty cool trick. But for some reason, I never feeennnisssh on time. Go figure.

Two hours? We talked for TWO HOURS?? I'm sure you are correct. I'll have to read the rest of this when I have a spare 12 hours... I'm gonna find the other most important part (my other cameo appearance) right now, though...

"I do believe that if Gabby put her mind to it, she could make sure my trip home would be in a totally horizontal position, and in a very dark and confined box in the cargo hold."

Morbid! She'd probably wait until rigor mortis wore off...

Now I get it. You are have changed the names of some of the girls to protect them. So that means I can't give a totally accurate Dogster Count. Damn! But at least I can at least make a few notes. Angela (about a hundred years ago) and Tanya la famosa. Nice girls! Definitely part of the TJ Living Legend circuit. Dogster count:

Dogster's done her: 3
Dogster FDA Approved: 3

Okay, Bill, you owe me a coke for my recommendation of Angela. But after what happened later on in Part 9, when Angela and friends scared off Laura, I'd say I'm the one with a net drink debit in my account...LOL.