I went back to LA to finish my business trip, and then made the drive down the five back to the land of latina pussy. I was planning for a wild night of debauchery and had an 8am flight the next morning, so no need to bring a bag or check in to a room. It was gonna be a wild night.

The taxi dropped me off at the top of the hill on Constitution and I started the walk toward paradise. The first girl I see is a cutie, standing next to the Hotel Irma. I nad never seen her before. Black short pixie style haircut, cute asian looking face. About 18. I couldn't believe my luck. I asked her to wait just a minute while I buy a pack of chewing gum, and then we headed up. The room was nice, but had no bathroom. I asked her to wait while I used the john in the hallway. She was still there when I came back. I agreed on 40 bucks for half an hour.

I wish I could remember her name, but maybe it is better this way. I don't want you guys getting your grubby hands on this sweetheart. She was into it from the start. The CBJ was decent, and enthusiastic, and then she got on cowgirl. I grabbed her tiny titties as she rode me with a big grin on her face. I asked her if she liked sex and she turned a little red and said "por supuesto." I reached down and felt her pussy while she rode me. I then turned her over in mish to finish the deed. Again I felt the titties as I plowed her. She didn't want me to kiss them, but maybe next time. It was an awesome finish with a cute smiling street girl that looked like she really got into it. We chatted a bit more and I promised I would do her again later that night. She was definately Radioman Harem material. I had only been in Mexico less than an hour and had already screwed Street Girl #1.

I wandered back down to street girl row and found Marisol there giving me the "let's go" look. I had already decided not to do Marisol again. Her attitude was just getting to me, although she looked really tempting in the hot tiny school girl mini-kilt. I walked on by and she acted pissed.

Stuck my head into Hong Kong bar and the babes were already workin' it. I watched Grecia do her sexy strip tease on the bar, while I sat with her sister Nefrititi. As all good Hong Kong chicas have to do within the first minute, she started playing with Mr. Winky. It was good enough to get her a free cerveza. I again shooed away the relentless polaroid boys. I was hoping to take her sister Grecia back to Cascadas this time, but wasn't fully recovered from Streetgirl #1 yet. I decided to wander around the zona a bit more and made the walk through AB. The place was already hoppin and I saw lots of doable material, but it wasn't for me. I wandered over to the Hotel Hacienda and found my little hottie Mariella. She knew I was coming back tonight and got all dressed up for me. With a powder blue half shirt, with matching powder blue eye shadow, she looked like a little babe. I told her I thought she had ripped me off the last time when she insisted on more cash for DATY....so she made me a deal. I could DATY all I want for no extra dough. OK, Vamos. Up in the room she was really into it. I got her naked and admired her sweet ass with the two cute dimples over her ass cheeks. I LOVED that. I did enjoy DATY all I wanted and she returned the favor with a great CBJ. She has gotten good at that. I could wait no longer and sank it home with her in missionary. Again she grunted in a little pain when I first got in, but she does that every time. Eventually it must have started to feel good cause she got into it. It was an awesome finish with Street Girl #2.

I grabbed a couple of tacos somewhere and ended up back in front of Hotel Mini where Marisol and Diana de VeraCruz were talking. They both ignored me as I walked up. Diana definately gave me the cold shoulder and that surprised me. She had always been the sweetest street girl in history with lots of DFK in the room which is rare to find. But this time, I could tell she was mad about me doing Marisol. I know, street girl jealousy is tough to understand...but I walked on.

I decided I wanted to try another one of those cute school girls at the massage parlor above the Mermaids bar, across the street from Adelitas. This would be my third school girl massage...and the first one that I decided to fuck.

The lineup was strong, and I chose another light skinned latina that looked again like a high school cheerleader. I couldn't pronounce her name, but it started with an M, so I will call her Miss M. She looked really cute in that school girl mini-skirt with the shirt halfway buttoned and the tiny tie. She stripped down to her bra and panties for the massage, and it was decent. I paid her the $40 bucks up front, and when it was over I decided to leave. I did not get the vibe that she would be that good in the sack. As I sat on the bed putting my clothes back on I said good bye to her and motioned for her to give me a kiss. Miss M came over and planted one full on the lips, opened mouth, practically devouring my tounge. BOING...instant wood. Wait a minute. That was not what I was expecting. I kissed her one more time and the same thing happened. I then said $40 bucks more for sexo. She said, she needed to check. She came back and said sexo was fine, but we only had 15 more minutes on the clock. I ripped my clothes off, and ripped hers off too. She jumped back on top of me and went in for more DFK. This was another biter. She chewed and knawed my lips and tounge like I was her next dinner. All the while I was rubbing her sweet body and really getting into this babe. We wasted no time, got the condom on, and I did her in the standard two positions, her on top then me on top. It was awesome and I finished right on time with no knock. I gave her a little tip, but still could not pronounce her name. I hope to see Miss M again for more DFK. I checked the mirror to see if she drew blood.

By now it is getting close to midnight, and I figured I have five more hours in paradise. I head back over to Hong Kong Bar, hoping to find Grecia. As I walked in to the bar some guy wearing an arm sling motioned me in like he worked there. I found Brisa up on the bar and sat right in front of her. This "tout" ordered beers for us, which I thought was odd. When they came, I ended up paying, and I was already getting tired of my new friend in the sling. Brisa jumped off the bar, grabbed my hand and led me to the corner where she spread her legs and had me sit between them. Slingblade came and sat right down with us. Now I am really getting annoyed. I didn't need this guy to get me Brisa, I already had her.

Now the polaroid boys swooped down on us. I have mentioned several times how I shoo them away liked flies, but stupid Sling boy starts ordering pictures and beers like no tomorrow. I make it very clear I want no picture, but they take it anyway. I pay for the ficha drink I bought for Brisa with a 200 note peso. The guy never returns. In a few minutes I demand my change, but the guy says no change. I said I just ordered one ficha drink for Brisa, nothing more, but the guy says no change. Slingblade turns to me and says "relax, you have a beautiful girl here, you have beer, relax and have fun." By now I am fuming and ready to KILL this asshole, even if he is impaired with an arm sling.

The waiter comes back and wants to order another ficha drink for Brisa. I say "not till you bring me my change." The waiter looks apologetic and points to Slingblade and says, "he took your change." I never saw that, but maybe he did. I say to the waiter. "Bring me one cerveza for Brisa and DO NOT give this asshole my change again." He agrees. When he leaves I turned to Slinglade and say: "Look, you do not work here, I do not know you, and I do not need you, so just leave." He wouldn't. He just sat back down looking like a dork. When the drink came I paid and again told the waiter to bring me my change. He did, and I asked Brisa to go upstairs. We left Slingblade sitting there. (I tell this story just so you will know what can happen. If I had been drunk this guy would have ripped me off big time. Don't get taken).

I get Brisa upstairs and I see Daphne walk by. She is another hottie I have liked at this bar. She sits down on one side, Brisa on the air, and Daphne wants a cerveza, and I agree. Now I have two chicas, which means that if I keep buying both of them ficha drinks it is gonna cost me double. I decide to play it by ear and see what happens. Before long both chicas are getting REAL acquainted with Mr. Winky. Both are rubbing him like crazy, so I just decide to see how far they will go and unzip my pants. Brisa looked around to see if anybody was watching, and then reached her hands in for a feel. She got flesh to flesh contact. She then pulled my dick out into the air, bent down, and gave it a quick suck. She then covered him up with my boxers, although left him jutting outside my pants. She bent over and put the boxer covered dick right into her mouth...and began to knaw and mouth my dick for about 10 minutes. She would come up for air, sip her beer, then go back down again. All the while I was having a wild makeout session with Daphne and feeling her tits which were perfect.

I was having a blast with these babes, and decide to see how far this could go. I took them into the VIP room in the corner behind the darkened glass. There was one other couple in there making out like mad. I had Brisa on one side and Daphne on the other. With the added privacy of the VIP they pulled my dick out and Brisa began giving me a spirited full on blow job. Anytime the waiter would come in, she would sit up and cover me up. When he left, she went back down on mr. Winky. This went on for about half an hour. After awhile they stopped the pretense when the Waiter walked in and just kept my dick out for him to see. I guess there was enough exhibitionist in me to really get off on this. I wondered how far this could go, so I invited both girls into the Privado, the private booths long the wall. Once inside, they whipped out Mr. Winky again. Brisa went down for another wild blowjob, while Daphne got her feet up on either side of my shoulders and planted her pussy right on my face. I am thinking "Dear God, I am sorry I ever doubted your existence...THANK YOU." We had a wild 15 minutes.

I suppose I could have whipped out a condom and screwed one of them right there, but I didn't try. I decided to take one, or both of them over to Cascadas. I am not sure now how or why this happened, but it ended up being Daphne. I think Brisa was drunk and could hardly stand, but Daphne was still ready to rock. I got her on the bed in the hotel, and she was a WILD woman. I have never screwed a girl so insane before. We did anything and everything for half an hour, but for some reason, I just could not come. It would have been the fourth cum in 12 hours....maybe I was just out of leche. Still, I had a ball screwing this girl every which way but lose.

By now it was approaching 5 am and I had an 8am flight out of San Diego. It took Daphne back into the Privado one more time. Daphne pulled out my dick and jacked me off, while I jacked her off and finally....whammo...cum #4 in the private booth. I hope somebody cleaned that up. Once again I wonder what it is about this private booth that gets me off, when I couldn't in the hotel room. I think I need to talk to Dr. Phil.

I am not going to worry about it, but it is kinda strange. I found Brisa who was still practically staggering. I gave them both her and daphne a goodbye kiss and headed back to the border a happy man. I have no idea what this night of debauchery cost me. Brisa, Daphne and I played for about 5 hours. They say if Cialis makes you hard for 4 straight hours you should go to the emergency room. Brisa and Daphne kept me hard for 5 hours, and I never thought to see the doctor. It was a wild night. I made the 8am flight, and crashed as soon as we hit liftoff.

I think I need another west coast business trip.

"Dear God, I am sorry I ever doubted your existence...THANK YOU."

I know exactly what you mean. It is a surreal experience crossing from the U.S. into this city.