Arrived from US on a Sunday afternoon and walked from my hotel in Aranjuez over to New Fantasy for my CR cherry pop. Arrived about 4:30PM. There’s a very small reception area with a desk. The well–dressed young guy working the desk was not exactly warm, but was professional and accommodating. He pointed towards the room with the girls and said to take my pick. I knew from CRT to walk immediately and confidently around that lame, smoked-glass panel and examine the goods more clearly, up close. About 10 girls were lounging on the long sofa in sexy street clothes watching TV and looking bored. Mostly young, and all in the 5-8 range. No real TDF’s (to-die-for’s) like, of course, I had hoped every place in CR would be overflowing with, but one cutie smiled and made fetching eye contact and made my choice simple. I smiled back and nodded to her, and she seemed genuinely happy to have been chosen.

She stood up and I motioned for her to approach me. I had studied up on a few Spanish phrases so I could ask for the kinds of services I enjoy. As she came close I leaned to her ear and asked “Beso, con lenguas?” and pulled back to see her response. She looked a little surprised but nodded, smiled and said Si. Then I tried “Me mamas, sin condon?” She smiled again but made it clear that her oral was only available covered. I quickly glanced across the other chicas, a few of whom were watching us, most others still glued to the TV, and figured I already had the best of the lot and should just go for it. Plenty of time for bbbj’s in the days ahead. I indicated OK, she led me back to the desk and I went for the full hour at the $40 quoted price. Figured I’d go ahead and see what that bought me.

Her name is Keyla. She’s about 20, short, pleasant face, perfectly fine bod and welcoming attitude. Speaks a little English. She took me to a room downstairs across the hall from the steam room and it was very hot and humid. I commented on it hoping she would switch rooms, but she just asked me for the money. So I figured maybe it’s “her room” and she can’t change it and that’s just the way it is so I soldiered on and ponied up. Later in my trip when I was more acclimated to the MP scene I would have insisted on a more comfortable room and gone to the guy at the desk and dragged him down there to experience it if I got any push back. But as this was my virgin voyage I just went with the flow. What did I know? Maybe ALL the MP rooms in CR were like this.

I gave her the $ and she left for a few minutes, as seems to be the standard process at MP’s. Other than the stifling climate, the room was pleasant enough. Had a double bed with clean sheets, several pillows, a TV, a clock and a big mirror on the wall. I stripped and carefully piled all my stuff on the little folding chair in the corner. I was nervous about security of my clothes and the things in the pockets and the small camera-bag I had with my camera in it. As it turned out, things are pretty well worked out about that stuff at the NF, and at all the MP’s I visited. Typically I was either in the room with the stuff, or the chica locked the door whenever we were out of the room together. And no chica was ever in the room with my stuff by herself. And although I’m sure some thievery happens, I don’t recall reading any reports on CRT of stuff stolen from MP rooms. Just be adequately vigilant and I think it’ll be cool.

I waited, lounging totally naked on my back on the bed, and very much looking forward to this cutie’s return and the beginning of my CR sex odyssey. I was curious how she would handle herself, opening the door to find me lying there, buck naked, smiling up at her. Well, she returned with towels and condoms, smiled right back at me and stripped right down for me. I love watching a cute young girl strip from street clothes. It’s the fantasy you have as you see every one of those fine chicas all over the streets in San Jose. (And fine looking chicas are ALL over the streets in San Jose. I saw dozens of “10”s). Pulling her tight top off over her head and standing there smiling in her sexy bra. Then the first sight of her young boobs coming free from the bra is just magical. And the first sight of fine, shaved young coochie as she slides off her panties. It just doesn’t get any better than that. What a fabulous variety of shapes and sizes down there, all for our discovery and enjoyment!

Naked now, Keyla asked me “massage?” and I nodded, but first we sat next to each other and I enjoyed nice LFK with her and fondled and feasted on her pretty natural B’s. After a while I lay back and rolled over. She gave a decent, slow back massage for about 10 minutes. Shoulders to feet with liberal application of body lotion. She didn’t explore my anus as I had hoped (I enjoy a little of that) and I didn’t ask, but she started playfully tickling my nutz as a signal to turn over for Act 2.

Turning over I started fondling her tatas again as she applied lotion to my chest and thighs and began working her way towards my eqpt. She had no trouble getting me at full attention, then stopped to put on the raincoat. She gave a serviceable CBJ for awhile (I admit I was longing to feel that tender mouth doing me bb, and regret that I didn’t think to ask again, offering a tip) then mounted me cowgirl. I love watching fine young tatas wag back and forth as a chica humps and pumps me in that position, reaching up for a handful squeeze or a nip-twist whenever I want. She rode me to the finish line that way. Nice opening salvo on my quest to leave leche all over CR.

She then offered a steam bath, so I figured WTF, I’m here and this is all part of the package, let’s leave no experience un-partaken. We wrapped in towels and, after locking our door she led me across the hall to the steam bath. I’ve taken saunas before but had never done a steam bath so didn’t know what to expect. Man, it was hot in there. I was pretty uncomfortable but I was determined to stick it out. I sat on the hot tiled bench and tried to get into the intensity of it, letting it relax me deeply as I rotated my head slowly, yoga-like, to loosen my neck muscles. It was kind of working but every breath scorched my lungs, and, even with a few squirts of cool water from the hose, about 5 minutes was all I could take of it that day. I would have another steam bath later in my trip that was a part of foreplay for sex and was VERY hot in a totally different way. But this one was more of a check-the-box, did-that-and-got-the-Tshirt kind of thing.

As I indicated to Kelya that I wanted to leave the steam room, she said “shower?” and I said Si!. The shower at NF is also downstairs, next to the steam. She and I showered together, which is a very nice feature of the MP experience. In many online Trip Reports I’ve read, guys often mention showering with a girl kind of in passing but don’t often dwell on it. Man, I thought it was great fun, every time I did it, before or after sex. Sloppy, slippery, soapy fondling of every part of her body, in close quarters, for as long as you felt like doing it. Especially before sex it can be a hot part of the foreplay. I definitely dug the showering-together thing. It was like a little bonus scene added to all the other cool parts of CR chica-tasting.

We returned to the room and I still had a few minutes of my hour left. I thought about asking her to return to the bed for some post-sex making out and fondling, but something told me this session was over and I should get out and explore the streets of San Jose before dark. We both dressed, she walked me back upstairs, we kissed lightly, said goodbye, and I walked back out into the late San Jose afternoon, feeling pretty good about everything.

The street in front of NF slopes downhill to the right. I crossed it and walked to down to the corner. There is a nice, large, old Key West-type house on the NE corner of that intersection that I started to photograph, when a dreadlocked young black guy walking by asked me if I wanted some ganja. “Good ganja Mon”. I was tempted but figured, let’s stay legal on this trip. No need to complicate things. I was already high just on the basics. I smiled and declined and wondered if he would make additional offers of more exotic fare, but he just said “cool” and moved on.

I wandered the streets for a while taking pics, consulting my maps and getting my bearings, then found my way over to Sportsmen’s Lounge (SL) for dinner around 7PM. I enjoyed a beer at the bar and chatted with several other visiting gringos, then had the Delmonico steak ($10) for dinner. I highly recommend drinks and dinner at SL to all newbies as a reliable and enjoyable experience. The owner Bill is also generous with letting you use the Internet at a couple of consoles.

There’s also action to be had at the SL. About 8 or 9PM the cast of chicas-in-business start filtering in, taking their places around the bar and gazing meaningfully at you. There were only a few that night but each was eminently do-able (meaning 7+ for me) and some were quite fine. There was one strikingly pretty young Dominicana named Elizabeth who I met (and declined), but hope to meet again on a future trip to fully taste-test. If you’re not staying at SL (or have a friend to lend you his room there) you will need a place to take a SL chica if you want to play. That’s where staying at a nearby, chica-friendly hotel is a benefit. (Castillo, for instance, is a short walk). At the time I declined Elizabeth I had not yet learned about the Eros Motel, which a cab can take you to, and is set up specifically for short-term, confidential mongering services. Ah well, so much to learn, so little time. If you are in that situation, seek out the Eros Motel.

I enjoyed the SL scene until about 9:30, considered my first day to be a short, but enjoyable success and took a cab to my hotel for the night.