Patricia

Needless to say, I was in a bit of a sour mood for a while after that. A bad session sucks to begin with, but even more so when you only make a pilgrimage to TJ once or twice a year. Damn good thing I’ve got a nut left for later and another full day to boot. God help the poor bastard who gets that cunt for his only nut of the night, let alone his whole trip. (BTW, after she fucked-over yours truly, she was back arriba I about five minutes, and several times thereafter – poor bastards…)

I was looking around for my third and final nut of the evening when I saw a chica that bore a resemblance to the famous Braziliera, Sada. The more I looked at her face, the more it seemed like her. So I went up and asked her. Sure enough, that was her. Boy howdy! I was psyched! Never got to do her though, bad timing again. Still not seeing that “must have” chica with the right combo of butt, looks and attitude, I was in “go mode” again. Finally, I saw a nice looking chica with my preferred body type walking by. So far, so good, and she didn’t have that ice-queen look on her face, so I buy her a drink.

Patricia, I think from Guadalahara, was indeed very pretty. A little older, probably late twenties – just about right for me. She was similarly very simpatico, like Alejandra was – maybe even a little more so. Big but not huge caboose, thick legs and nice big rack. I can’t remember if they were real or not. But what stood out about her was her dazzling copper-colored hair, which was impressively, immaculately very tightly “crimped” (curled at 45% angles about every ½ inch). Really beautiful.

I got Patricia for the hour, knowing I might need a little extra time, and I wanted to take full advantage of my all-night room at AB – and I wanted an extended session for foreplay. I inquired about an hour, and she asked for $120. I told her I only had $90 (which was true) – not really expecting her or asking her to take it – but she did without much hesitation. As always, I made sure she was okay with DATY – that’s a requirement for me.

Another nice, un-rushed session. I got a pretty decent covered BJ, and she managed to lick my balls a bit, which was muy rico! God, I love that!! And I DATY’d her for all I was worth. She seemed to like it okay, and got nice and wet. She had a really nice, petit and very fresh panocha, too. Only thing I didn’t like about it was that it was too hairy around the lips. I couldn’t get a mouthful of pussy without a mouthful of hair, too. But I ain’t complaining.

The session was going along nicely, but I was beginning to take a bit long to cum. I wasn’t worried about it because I was getting close, had bought an hour, and she was patient. Turns out I was having another medicated nut (Effexor) – but different from Zoloft. Now, this was my 3rd nut of the day, but 3rd in about 9 hours, which shouldn’t be a problem. And I was good and tingly already. I kept thinking (and feeling) like I was almost there, so I bade her hold on just another momento, which she nicely did, several times. But even the most patient and sweet of chicas can only take so much in/out – especially in the same position. I did manage to get plenty of nice doggy action out of it, though – had to make up for the lack of doggy with Alejandra, let alone Eileen-cunt-from-hell.

But Alejandra was cool enough not to leave me without a nut, so she jacked me off for a while. I’m still getting closer and closer, it’s just that this nut is way drawn out. Finally she bade me jerk myself off, with the condom for a while, then she said, “well, you might as well lose the condom by now”, more or less. I did and it still took me about forever. But she was sweet enough to stay with me and play with my balls to help me along. Usually in this situation, I’d be a bit bummed. But she was so sweet that it didn’t spoil my mood, and we both had a hearty chuckle about it. That’s what a sweetie Patricia was – she helped me laugh at myself when I’d normally be really bummed. We chatted amicably while we both got cleaned up, and walked downstairs together. At least I ended the night with a winner – not exactly a session to remember, but God bless her for being so genuinely sweet and concerned for my nut - and my feelings. A sweetheart indeed.

Now, about Effexor and orgasm. Unlike Zoloft, which makes your orgasm appear, then disappear, then re-appear, over and over again – Effexor effectively stretches out your nut, including your orgasm, and seemingly in a straight line, not a bell curve. This night, it turned out to be a bit too much, mostly because I was on my 3rd nut in 9 hours. But later, it turned out to be nothing less than exquisite. If the chica has the patience, or if your timing is about perfect, it’s incredible. The whole orgasm process for me usually lasts about 60 seconds or less. But I shit-you-not, Effexor can make an orgasm last 30 minutes or more. It’s not a delayed orgasm, it’s an extended one. From the first sign of MrTingly showing up right up ‘till show time. Fucking amazing… If the chica has the patience to ride it out, you’re suspended between that first tingly and the final act for 10, 20, 30 minutes. That… is… nice…

Well, I had literally spent my very last dollar on Paticia, so I didn’t have cab money. I was too tired at that point to have the thought of hitting an ATM, and I sure as fuck didn’t want to walk the seven blocks or so back to the hotel. So WTF – I’ve got a room for the night and I’m already in it. Needless to say it’s not easy sleeping at the AB hotel. Between the music, the constant chatter of the talacheros, the omnipresent squalk of walkie-talkies, all the chicas walking by, the shouts of “Talachero! Talachero!” … and the irresistible temptation to peek at every pair of click-clacking fuck-me pumps that walks by… But I managed to get about 5 hours of sleep.

Got to meet nice guys Sampson and Ben, another great-guy monger who will remain anonymous, and the milkman showed us a good time at Pulgas. I went from 1-for-6 at Pulgas last time (dancing), to 2/2, including being ASKED to dance by a pretty nice looking chica. (Okay, she asked every single one of us gringo losers, too). Maybe a good omen…

MrBillO^™- ~ Your hapless lapdance reporter... ~