Suzy Saves the Day

Me, Justdan and JD’s bud meet up with Milky, great guy, at Pulgas for a bucket. Milky creams his pants about 83 times watching all the sweet, little factory girls walking by. This ain’t the best pick-up joint for whitey, and it was actually somewhat slow for a Friday, but there were tons of pretty hot chicas in there. Last time (last November) I’d say there were less than a dozen “8’s” or better. But this time there were boatloads. Probably at least a 60/40 ratio of chicas to hombres, too. Some crazy chica (very cute one) even asked all four of us stupid gringos to dance! After I stepped on her toes a few times, Milky took over and swept her off her feet. I danced with her very chubby friend, but she was doing this crazy, wildly swinging style of Norteno that was WAY over my head, so she cut me loose before I sent her to the hospital. Smart move on her part.

It’s time for another nut, so me, JD and bud head for AB. Damn, it was like a fucking sardine can in there. I’m thinking, I just gotta do Sada – but she’s either gone, on her way upstairs or dancing, so no luck this time. Still no obvious “Ms. Right’s” around, so we split for CC. Best move I made all fucking weekend.

I wasn’t too jazzed about CC Thursday because the chicas are too laid-back for my taste. If I can’t find Ms Right, I like her to find me. But the talent is pretty impressive, and it’s about 50% less crowded and 20 degrees cooler in there, so I figured we’d might as well see what’s up. I was already good and tired after last night, and it was getting late. I wasn’t even sure I’d even be up for another nut. But then… who’s that blonde? Could it be?? Is it…? Damn, that looks like… Suzy!! It, it, it IS Suzy. BRING HER TO ME.

Me and Suzy exchange hugs and how-do-you-do’s like long lost lovers (well, sort of…) She’s looking even better than last time, and she remembers me (and the long massage I gave her last time). She’s very nice but not quite long-lost-lover status yet (at least at this point), but she’s Suzy – a guaranteed good time for me. As we sit and talk, and eventually go upstairs, she gets warmer, sweeter, and more girlfriend-like. Now I’m wide awake and hard as a rock. And Suzy’s lost the baby fat she was sporting last time – even sporting a bit of a six-pack stomach. Still pretty as ever, sporting a fetching long, straight blonde hairdo. Damn, if I didn’t know Suzie was a sweetheart, I’d swear her off as an ice-queen in a second just based on her appearance (gorgeous, tall blonde). Damn good thing I took a chance on her last time.

Inside the room it’s all good. Slightly sloping but still gorgeous, natural B-cups with nice, big and responsive nipples – buttery fuckin’ soft, too. Mmmmmmmm… No DATY this time for reasons I can’t understand due to a lack of Spanish skills. But no problem. The BJ, though covered, is sublime – the attention to the balls (and, nice surprise, the groin in general) is even more so. Good thing my nut’s still a ways off or I would have spent it right then and there.

Suzy likes the lube, alright, but that’s okay with me – better too wet than too dry. The in/out missionary style is going just right, and me and Suzy have enough simpatico (or so I choose to believe) that she’s pretty okay with some all around foreplay. But it’s doggy time – especially with that sweet little ass. Man, Suzy’s moaning and groaning like she’s in love or some shit. I suppose that’s acting, but it’s awful damn convincing. Needless to say, the visual was exquisite as well. Sometimes the bigger butts feel better than they look from behind, but Suzy’s was all that. Looks great, feels even better, and Suzy’s got deep pockets, if you know what I mean.

Now I’m taking a little longer than usual by now, but the Effexor-driven drawn-out orgasm is in full effect, and that visual is sooooo nice. I swear I was on the verge of cumming a dozen times, but it just kept on getting tinglier. Damn… But not a word out of Suzy about it, and she’s still wet, grinding away and acting like she’s loving it. I can’t believe she hasn’t kicked me to the curb by now, even as sweet as she is, but she just keeps right up there with me, bless her heart. Finally, that orgasm that’s so familiar with jacking off, but so elusive with a condom and a ton of lube (maybe that’s just me…) – KA-BOOM!

I had resolved that it’s just a fact of life (for me, anyway) that a nut with a condom is only going to feel so good – until now. It usually just comes and goes with a slight twitch – even the thinnest condoms feel like a fuckin’ Goodyear radial around my dick… But, whoosh…. The nut of a lifetime, courtesy of my fantasy lover, the fabulous sweetheart of the year, Suzy. What a gal!!

We’d been at it (or, I’d been at it…) for way too long by now, so I expected Suzy to bail. I remember her liking my massage quite a bit last time, so I offered her another one, not expecting her to accept after so much time. But she’s up for it. Bless her heart. We chit-chat and I work her over pretty good for about 15 minutes. I can’t believe she hadn’t kicked my ass out by now. Finally the talacheros are busting her balls to get her ass back downstairs (eager customers waiting), so she’s gotta run. She very nicely asks me for a tip, which is only fair since I’d paid her the standard $60 for a ST session, and we’d been close to an hour. She said that she thought she deserved $20 and I sure didn’t argue with her. $80 for an hour long session with one of the house hotties on a Friday night, still a bargain.

Me and my sweet Suzy play BF/GF for a few, but I excuse myself because she’s got work to do. Then I see the camera dude. YES!! I was lucky enough to get an awesome picture of her and I last time, and I was kicking myself then for not getting another one for her when she asked, thinking it was a ficha thing, which it is not. So a pic for me and a pic for her, snuggling like lovers while the film develops, slow-dancing like fuckin’ prom dates. She picks the best one out for herself and I get the other one. Both good pics, fortunately. She’d asked me about an e-mail address earlier (she doesn’t have one yet) – and I remembered to give her mine. It would be nice if she used it but I won’t hold my breath.

I bid Chicago Club farewell since it was getting late, though reluctantly because after Suzie I was WIDE awake. Even spent an hour at AB at 3 AM for no good reason, just because I was feeling like a million bucks. Well, not no good reason, I was seeing if JD and pal were still around, but they’d bailed long ago. Jump in a cab and head home. I take out my picture of my sweet, sweet Suzie and just gaze at those full lips and that killer, girl-next-door face and shapely, slim body. I’m in love…

What a way to end my semi-annual trip to TJ. A sublime professional massage, one awful session, three very good ones, and one to remember forever. No Tanya, but Suzie made me feel like a million bucks, like a stud, and like a boyfriend. Of course it’s an illusion, but that’s what I’m there for. Some girls sell their ass, and some throw in the GFE for free. That’s my Suzie. God bless her for it.

The End.

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