Operation AlleyKat 17: 2pop in TJ

Wednesday morning August 4th at 7AM found me Southbound on the 15 Freeway towards the Mexico Border.

I was anxious, anticipating what the night would bring when I completed a busy work schedule in Tijuana. I was also anxious to get out of California for a few days, even out of the USA. Mexico is growing on me and I look forward to being there again. No pretenses, just people living their lives. The simple life. What must that be like?

The plan was to hook up with my friend Jtull in the alley around 5PM because he lined up a few babes and when Jtull lines up babes, you better be there. Knowing that Jtull would work hard to hook me up I was frightened that I’d be late. I had no idea how late I would be – actually arriving at about 8:30 or so.

I would miss Jtull and he would not be happy. Visiting work locations in Tijuana, Encinada, Rosarito and Tecate was an exhausting run. The only bright side was the eye candy at every location. The women in Mexico are amazing. Simply amazing.

I would log over 800 miles in Mexico on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, including runs to San Luis and Mexicali.

I was a bit tired when I finally made it to the Zona. Parked my car, headed towards the alley to see the girls. Hoping to find Diana de Culiacan or even Claudia for a quick hard session.

Before I made it to the Alley, Diana walked out of one of the bars and jumped into my arms (her favorite trick) and we were together again. Back into the bar, I bought her a beer and we chatted up a storm. I speak no Spanish, she speaks no English but it didn’t matter, we just kept talking anyway. I told her I wanted to take her out by pointing at me, her then the door, she understood and nodded yes.

Diana is one of my favorite girls. She takes real good care of me. She fucks like no one else I know. She accepts what I give her monetarily and never complains. She has a rough edge that I like and she is very clean. She was working in the club but did not dance and (she said) did not go for full service. Somehow I have trouble believing that, it just doesn’t make sense so it doesn’t matter how much you love them, the bottom line is they lie.

What she didn’t know was that I was not interested in any of the Zona hotels. She was a bit confused when I walked to the car that was parked around the corner from AB in the paid lot.

She stopped and looked at me with a question in her eyes. I embraced her and said “hotel Pueblo Amigo.” She said “No, Cascades.” I repeated “Hotel Pueblo Amigo.” I was not interested in giving Cascades any money whatsoever. For a few bucks more, Pueblo Amigo is a fucking palace compared to Cascades – I was to stay there Wednesday and Thursday night so I wanted a comfortable place. Cascades is not that place. She reluctantly agreed and we got to my car.

Diana looked great in the passenger seat, reclining it to stretch out. The night street lights gave her skin a golden brown glow and her sleek body looked very inviting. I stroked her thighs and she rubbed my dick as I was getting ready to leave the lot. I sensed a very positive evening ahead, and every experience to date with Diana has been very positive. I was actually excited and so was she.

I’d not seen Diana for several weeks and I was prepared to go with a SG. I would always prefer a session with Diana. I took her picture in the car and she gave me a defiant pose with buoyant aire, very cool. I took several other nudes later in the evening. She asked me to NOT show them to anyone, I will respect that (except for my good friend Jtull and DanTheMan).

Getting lost in TJ doing something as simple as driving to the Pueblo Amigo Hotel is a very fucking frustrating experience. Like a half-fucked fox in a forest fire, being anxious to get checked in and getting Diana in the sack was on my mind, not chasing The Pueblo Amigo Hotel around in the darkness. Interesting is that she didn’t know where the hotel was. She had no idea.

Finally after getting my head straight and my dick pack in my pants I carefully drove the route I knew was the right way and FINALLY, the hotel appeared.

I parked at the front entrance, removed by bags from the trunk, took Diana by the hand and walked into the marble reception desk and checked into the standard room for $80.00 per night, with a AAA discount (they ask to see the card). I introduced Diana to the front desk clerk, security guys etc and told them she has a key and I would appreciate them assisting her as my guest in any way possible.

They were very polite and said they would take care of it (with the look on their face saying “We know she’s your fuck buddy sir, don’t worry about it just keep the tips coming.”)

Diana looked around and seemed impressed with the place and somewhat excited. The bellhop placed my bags on the trolley and led the way to the 6th floor. The glass elevators at the hotel gave Diana a bit of a fright.

She clung to me, gripping my arm as the elevator climbed like a home sick angel to the 6th floor. She peeked down to the restaurant below as we climbed then stepped back as we reached the top. She felt more like my daughter at that moment and I realized that again I would be experiencing later that night what a lot of other old farts like me could only dream about.

The room opened up to reveal a very clean and neat space, a marble bathroom and comfortable bed with a fresh smell. Diana immediately turned on the TV, ordered a few XX Lagers, and began to peel off her clothes slowly and lay on top of the bed in her panties.

Diana has very tiny titties but those nipples, Farrah Fawcett all the way. Delightful and huge. The room was cold from the air conditioning which made them erect and tough (the way we like them). I lay on the bed next to her fully clothed and stroked her body as we waited for the beer.

The excitement was starting to build. I wanted to do her right there right fucking now but there was beer to be had and a joint to be smoked, the night was very young.

I decided to run my tongue over those nipples and from the cold she began to shiver a bit. I pulled the blankets back and covered her as a knock came –the beer had arrived. I popped a few open.

I got up and looked out the window of the hotel into the night. I could see the line of cars waiting to cross over to the USA at the border. Tail lights turned into headlights as the line stretched back past the hotel. I wondered to myself how many amigos were heading back state side, chica appetite satisfied and money spent. How many successful trip reports would be had from the evening in the zona.

I had three days and two nights to work my magic and enjoy every inch of Diana, something I looked forward to for a while. I also saw the foot traffic and cars arriving across the border from the USA. I was sure that some of those feet, some of those cars were headed to the Zona. The long walk, the anticipation, the apprehension, the cops; all that. How would they do? Hopefully they would all have a positive experience.

I could see the reflection of Diana laying on the bed nursing her beer, having a smoke, smile on her face and involved in her soap opera. It was very cool because she looked relaxed, not a care in the world. It seemed as though whatever trouble and strife in her life was forgotten for a while. No danger, in the company of someone who appreciated her and certain that she would have a most excellent session.

I wished American women could have a similar mindset. They never will. Tonight Diana would be a star. And I would have an opportunity to again experience a real women, not some half baked idea of some chick thinking she’s God’s gift to mankind doing me some favor by spreading her legs.

That’s why we have masturbation.

I decided to take a shower and do my shave. I spruced up nicely slipped into my bathrobe, and jumped back into the bed and held Diana as her soap was finishing up. She started talking to me and I let her finish what she had to say, not understanding one word of it but loving the way she said it. I kissed her on the forehead and she looked at me and said “banos.”

She jumped up, ran to the bathroom and started to draw a bath. I located CNN and decided to watch a bit of the news while she freshened up, getting very horny anticipating what was to come.

Suddenly after about 5 minutes the bathroom door opened and Diana emerged beckoning me inside. What could be wrong? I had extra bath towels delivered to the room, extra soap, what could be missing? The tub was full and the water was just right.

Diana started to remove my bathrobe and tugged at my hand towards the tub, she wanted me to get in with her. I thought to myself “Why didn’t I think of that?” How stupid of me to watch the fucking news when Diana was getting soapy in the bathtub. Deduct 10 points for that brainfart gringo.

I slipped into the tub with her and she began soaping me up big time, she scrubbed me down well. She paid special attention to Mr. Happy who was already very very happy and then it was my turn. I worked up a rich lather and worked it into every inch of her slender brown body. Between her toes, her calves, her thighs, her pussy, her torso and back. A delightful experience. We decided to smoke the joint and afterward she mounted me in the tub.

Diana likes to go deep and slow with a bit of thrusting action every now and then. She seems to love the water. She worked me very well. I almost came a few times but wanted to save it for the sack.

After about 30 minutes or so, I decided enough with the water already, I want her in bed and gestured to her so which she understood. I left the tub, took her by the hand and dried her off, then her me. The bath towels were thick and absorbed the water quickly. She enjoyed all the attention I was giving her and I could tell she was excited. No talk of money at all. In fact she never brought it up. I was the one who brought it up at the end of the night that ended too early at 3:30AM.

She hopped into bed, pulled me in and immediately started with a bbbj. After about 5 minutes she resumed her position on top. Taking me deep and then gripping me with her pussy. I pulled out and turned her over. I started kissing her neck, working my way down to her nipples, then to her tummy. She was laying back with her eyes closed and moaning, knowing that just south of the navel she would have a very sensitive pussy that would be licked almost to oblivion.

Her pussy was soft with a clit that stood out begging for tongue action. I was happy to oblige. It took me about 10 minutes to get her to pop. Being on a roll, I kept at it because watching her cum made my dick harder. After about 5 more minutes, she came again. What was really cool is that she turns out to be a squirter. She ejaculated a creamy sweet oil that was sweet to the taste. And very slick. She did this before. The first time a chica squirts, she tends to think she need to pee, same sensation. Not Diana. She knew what was up and let it happen. Fabulous.

Diana reached down, grabbed my ears and pulled me up, I would mount her mish and the hard fucking began. She propped her back up with a pillow and took me deep. I could feel my penis hitting the bottom of her vagina. She would grip it as I stroked out and relax as I pushed back in. We were really into it.

Perhaps 90 minutes had lapsed. I could feel the pressure building with every stroke. I clamped down to hold back. I even tried to hesitate but Diana would have no part of that. She wanted to do to me what I did to her, climax man. She flipped me over and climbed back on top. She worked me good. Real good. By this time we had both worked up quite a sweat and anybody who knows me knows how much I love the smell of a Latina princess sweating to this oldie.

I couldn’t hold out any longer and I could feel streams of cum shooting through the pipes. At least five good shots. I don’t know how much volume (I seldom every shoot more than a solid tablespoon) but it sure felt like a lot. I lay there grinning like a silly child. I don’t have to tell you how I felt. You’ve been there and it was every bit of that.

Diana was not finished however.

She started to slowly work my penis back into her pussy and gripped it. She slowly pumped it. I thought I would not see another erection for a week. Diana persisted though and after a few more minutes I began to feel the lead returning to the pencil. She became a bit more active now and after about 15 minutes it was ON again.

While doing her mish, about 30 minutes in, she reached down and grabbed my erect penis. She was pressing it against her and I didn’t know why. A few seconds later, I felt like I was penetrating the tightest pussy in the world but it was not her pussy, it was her anus. She speaks Greek!!! Couldn’t believe it.

We started our position tour over again doing anal. The sensation was fantastic. Tight and firm. Every stroke was sensitive and tight. No foul odors, no fecal matter, nothing. She was very clean. I couldn’t hold back on this one and Country John 2pops.

By this time I was beat. Almost 50 years old and she is about 25, I needed to lay back and relax for a bit. She started to snooze as I lay her head on my shoulder and stroked her slender body. I was covered with her sweat that she wanted to wipe down but I said “No.”

Several interesting things happened during the course of the evening. A few times I wanted to converse with her via my notebook translation program. She indicated to me previously that she was a “student” and “going to school” etc. but when I showed her the notebook and began typing, she did not want to type a response, preferring instead to write on the hotel notepad. DanTheMan later told me that the writing was very poor and it didn’t look like anyone with any education. Hmmm. That’s why it didn’t make sense when I typed it in for translation.

She asked me for a cel phone, told me she loves me, asked me for a TV to watch her soaps etc. Hmmmm. I didn’t know any of this until the next day when I showed the notes to DanTheMan.

Diana woke up at about 3AM and rushed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, got dressed and we walked to my car. I would drive her back to the Zona and arrange to meet her at the hotel again tomorrow night. She PROMISEd to be there at 8PM and she indicated she would go to the room, FABULOUS. I would spend the following day just waiting to see her again.

After I dropped Diana off, I was pulled over by the cops who saw her get out of my car. The incident is posted in the TJ Discussion Area. A real treat.

The red lights were flashing into my eyes as I was watchcing Diana disappear into the still crowded zona. I could only wonder after her. Who is she, really? I hoped she would have a decent day and that she had a decent evening. I tried to treat her well but no cel phone and no TV. Funny how this stuff works. I would only have tomorrow night to look forward to. Another session like tonight was too good to be true. I gave Diana $100.00 and she seemed happy with that. She rolled the bills up tightly and stuffed them into her purse.

Country John