Figuring that I would piss away two days or some portion thereof traveling, I flew into SJO on a Thursday, with plans to leave at the tail end of the following weekend. The idea was to leave the better part of two weekends for touring the, ahem, sites in San Jose. Boarding the flight with me were what I could only assume were fellow hobbyists and the usual assortment of business types, surfers, and others traveling to visit family or for vacation. My assumptions about some of my fellow travelers were validated when I heard them haggle for a cab to the Presidente and discuss Del Rey’s merits. Preferring to remain somewhat innocuous, I purchased my ticket for a cab and headed into town. After checking in with minimal hassles, I grabbed my umbrella, stashed some supplies and cash into my pocket, and headed outside to check out the town.

I headed across Parque Morazan, figuring I would make New Fantasy my first stop and head out across town from there. After momentarily losing my bearings, I managed to find the entrance and was given the introductory tour. I was ready to head back to one of the rooms with the tica that showed me the place, but decided to give the mini-fishbowl a try. After some consideration, I selected a Columbiana named Sofia. A bit morena, she had a nice rack, at least Cs, and had on a pink skirt and top with white fuck-me boots topping everything off. I had trouble deciding between her and a few others, but the outfit did it for me. She had a decent attitude, and gave a decent massage to start things off. She proceeded from there to a decent CBJ and an OK session. It took me a while to get into the groove, and the FS seemed mechanical. Definitely no GFE here, so after the session we went into the sauna and shower, and I headed out.

I headed in the general direction of VIPs, and managed to get lost, finding Bella Mansion, Krysis, and Lipstick instead. After regaining my bearings, I went over to 747 and ChaChaCha. 747 was closed, and the selection at ChaChaCha left a lot to be desired, so after striking out, I walked across town to IDEM. After introducing myself to Roberto and grabbing an Imperial, my eyes fell on Michelle, a Nica that in the dark looked thinner than she was. While the selection was thin, two other girls caught my eye. One was a babyfaced girl that I never hooked up with, the other ended up being the famous(?) Karla, whose company I enjoyed the following night.

After settling on Michelle, we headed upstairs and got down to business. Michelle indulged a kink of mine—I have a thing for hosiery—and changed out of her clothes and into mine. She had a great attitude! After changing into a pair of hose, she started playing with herself, while I showered her with kisses, and engaged in some clothed DATY. She seemed to dig it, and I ripped open her hose while she proceeded to prep me for a CBJ. After enthusiastically accommodating me orally, she rode me. I don’t know if she really was into it, but she was definitely moaning, and a few positions later, I was finished. I showered, and headed back to the Presidente to catch a few z’s before going to the internet café and meeting my buddy.

While waiting at the News Café for my buddy and nursing a Pilsen, my eyes wandered over to a couple of girls talking with a few guys next to me. Obviously pros, I continued to wait, and when my buddy arrived, we drank a few more, and then headed out to Del Rey and Key Largo.

On the way out of the News Café, one of the girls I made eye contact with earlier pulled me aside, telling me that I looked like her son’s father. Talk about a way to get into a customer’s pants. She left her friend with two drunk customers to tell me that? Sucker that I am, I tell her that I’m flattered, but we’re heading out to go grab some beers at the Del Rey. Knowingly, she asks me why, and I played coy and told her my friend was looking for some company. Curiosity got the better of me, though, and she looked a lot like a girl I knew a few years back, so I told her to meet me later that night.

Eventually we found our way over to Del Rey, which was jam packed with chicas and guys scoping each other out. We grabbed a few beers and made rookie mistake number one of the night. Not realizing that Idem closed at 12, we hail a cab to take us there, only to have him inform us that it was closed. He offers instead to take us over to Krysis, which I thought was closed, but what do I know? I am buzzing big time, and my buddy doesn’t know where the hell we’re going, so we end up in Lipstick, an overpriced strip joint, where the asking price for a room was $175. I didn’t have “Pendejo” tattooed on my forehead did I? After a few of the gals groped us when we entered, we decided to grab the drinks that our cover charge paid for and take in the show. While the place had probably 20-30 gals, mostly 7s and 8s, we felt that we would have better luck going back to Del Rey, via Key Largo. Did I forget to mention that we got taken for a ride on our cab fare? 1500 colones to get from Del Rey to the lousy strip club and the same back. The night was still young, and there were still plenty of pendejadas left before it would end.

At Key Largo, we grab the requisite beer, check out the talent, and quickly run into a group of ticas dancing together. One really mousy looking chica, Milagros, approached me and asked me to dance. Drunk as I was, I told her that I couldn’t dance bachata, but I’d give it a try. So we danced and began to negotiate an evening together. I got her down to $50 bucks for TLN, and was ready to head out the door when the chica from the News Café, Tatiana, walks in, giving me a dirty look. She motions at her wrist, wondering whether I was going to join her, and so I find myself in the middle of what nearly erupted into a chica fight.

I was torn. I really dug Milagros, but Tatiana and I had made an arrangement already, and I was buzzing and therefore not thinking clearly. So I talk to Tatiana, and feeling guilty, I decide to leave with her, a decision I would soon come to regret

My buddy was fine without me, as I found out later the next morning, but having negotiated one TLN for $50 and leaving with another chica without having fully negotiated the terms of the deal, I ended up getting cheated out for the night.

So Tatiana and I head back to the hotel, and we sit down and . . . talk? No action yet. She tells me about her kids, and about how some customers robbed her the week before, and on and on and on. Only after I get impatient does she start disrobing, and only then do I find out that she’s on her period!

She starts crying and apologizing when I tell her that she’s gotta leave. I had negotiated for her time until 4am, knowing full well that she had to go home, but she couldn’t work. She offered a mamada instead, and I said that I wasn’t paying her the agreed to 40,000 colones for a mamada, but would consider paying less. She agrees to a renegotiated price and gets busy. The CBJ was OK, and then she turns the lights out and next thing I know SHE’S ON TOP OF ME. What the hell??? If I wasn’t as drunk as I was, I would have been disgusted, but pendejo that I am, I relent. I brought my own stash of condoms, and had done the deed under similar circumstances in the past, so I figured, WTF. I came. She left. And I was psychologically scarred for all of about fifteen minutes until I fell asleep.

The next day my buddy and I take in what there is to take in around San Jose on foot and used the McInternet at what had to be the cleanest goddamn McDonald’s I have ever been in on Avenida Central before heading over to New Fantasy. Having done the tour the day before, and feeling adventurous, I knew that I wanted to try my first threesome. I asked the hostess who she recommended, and took two chicas she glowingly recommended, Pamela and Amanda. Pamela was a shorter nica, and Amanda was a damn fine tica with really curly hair and hazel eyes. Gawd I was in lust with her . . .

We get up to the room, and I paid the requisite 28,000 colones for their services. I explain to them that I brought some clothes I’d like them to wear as I reach into my bag. After undressing and redressing, Pamela starts off with a handjob as she and Amanda kiss me up and down. It became immediately clear that my attention would focus on Amanda—while Pamela moved onto a CBJ, Amanda was passionate with DFK. I played with both of them through their hose, eventually ripping open Amanda’s and without hesitation went down on her. After ripping Pamela’s, she mounted me while I was DATY with Amanda.

I wasn’t feeling too guilty about focusing my attention on Amanda. Pamela dismounted and the two slap another condom on—I was definitely glad they pay attention to these things—and Amanda climbs on, continuing with DFK. I felt kinda like she was giving me a great GFE, while Pamela pretty much got the hint and continued to kiss me while playing with herself. After shooting my load, we head to the sauna and showers, where Pamela waits outside, ruining the fun, and Amanda and I head in. Overall, great session, but I really should have asked the hostess for two chicas that would do each other as well . . .

Leaving that mind blowing experience, I meet my buddy back at the hotel. We finally decide that we want to head to the beach early, and make plans accordingly. We set up a tour for the next day, with plans to head out on Sunday. That would give us another night in the city and a quick view of the country.

After arranging our transportation, we head out to El Pueblo for dinner and to check the scene out. I lost count of the beers that I had that night, but somehow I managed a conversation with a tica and her friends. Told her our story, and she introduces us to all of her friends—except for her midget friend. While all outward signs were positive, my hopes are subsequently crushed when her boyfriend arrives. Frankly I was played in a classic move to stir the boyfriend’s anxieties.

After striking out with one tica, we move from bar to bar in El Pueblo, deciding eventually to hail a cab and head over to Molino Rojo. I honestly don’t know how we got there without getting hosed by a cabbie, because we were both drunk as all hell. The chica ratio at Molino Rojo was highly unfavorable, so we ended up heading over to Del Rey. After several conversations with mercenary Columbianas, I decided that I was too drunk to have any fun and headed back to the hotel.

The next morning we head out on our tour, enjoying the countryside . . . all the while nursing massive hangovers. At one point on the tour, our guide was pointing out some howler monkeys to the collective awe of the bluehairs in the group, while I turned the other way to give my own offering to the river gods.

At the close of our tour, some twelve hours into Saturday, I still feel like shit and head up to the room to recuperate as best as I can. After sleeping for a few hours we head out for another round at Idem. We had been in early the night before, but there were only a few chicas, and so we told Roberto that we would be back, not realizing that our partying schedule would preclude us from returning during business hours. So we show up, I say hi to Roberto and chat him up a bit, before settling down with a water to review the assembled chicas. My eyes are drawn to a brunette that looks a little thicker than the rest of the women, but is still stunning. She looked familiar and I couldn’t quite figure out why. Either she reminded me of any number of women back in the states, or I had seen her before getting to Costa Rica. Couldn’t place her until I ask her up to a room, and she tells me that her name is Karla. BINGO! I had seen her on DonGordo’s webpage, and count myself lucky.

After taking care of our financial transaction, we undress, and I am stunned by her figure. She carries her weight well, and has gorgeous breasts. She starts out with lots of kissing, moving over to a nice BBBJ to start things off. The whole session turns out to be another GFE, as we talk after we’re done, and head over to the shower to clean each other up. I leave Idem a happy man.

After finishing up at Idem, we head over to San Pedro to check out the club scene, and end up eating at a pretty good pizzeria, La Fabrica, while taking in the scene. I was still pretty beat up from the night before, and we decide to call it a night. I would have to subsist on memories of the weekend for the next week . . . we really didn’t plan on looking for any action in Guanacaste, as our focus was on diving and relaxing. I would have to wait until the next Saturday when we would hit San Jose again before flying back stateside.

Nice report, Pendejo. It was funny to hear your story about the chica at El Pueblo who tried to rile the anxieties of her boyfriend ... it sounds oh-too-familiar for me. As for Tatiana having a period during your deed, you're a brave man; however, I know how you felt ... as any dog (especially if I were in heat), I may have considered just doing it as well. Take care, man.

Play274

Just got finished reading a portion of your report . . . sounds like we ought to compare notes! Should have the rest of my report uploaded tomorrow.

Karla is one of my all time favoritas in San Jose. Its good to hear that you had a nice time with her.
I am looking forward to seeing her when I get to SJO on Jan 7.

DG

DG--

Does Karla do hotel dates after IDEM closes? I know she has kids, and so assume that TLN is out, but I'd like to bring her up to the hotel if its at all possible.

In any event, I just wish that I could remember the name of the last chica that I was with at IDEM. I think I could have had a better session . . .

Pendejo

I have never asked Karla about after hours activity, but I did get her cell phone # and I might just try for some private time at my hotel next week.

DG

DG--

Doesn't look like we'll be able to connect. Trying to close up some business stateside before I can get down to CR, so looks like end of the month, beginning of next month before I am down there again.

Pendejo

Pendejo
Maybe we`ll hookup later...my next trip is set for Memorial Day.

Pura Sploooga

DG