My buddy SweetMesquite arrives in town the next day armed with a couple of bottles of scotch from duty free. Like so many Latin countries, Colombia is very proud of its imported whiskies from a cost standpoint. I am happy to see my friend and his packages are a welcome gift.

He is tired from his travels and late arrival on his first night, but Cuba Nut and I make up for it the following morning by taking him to New Life. Again, this is a kind of low end casa but they had a somewhat stellar line-up. Sweet had no problems making a selection but I do think he missed his termas robe and glass of wine. Funny encounter for him. A girl he had done in Ctg. in May was now working at New Life. He made a different selection but was definitely admiring her ample rack.

After we finished, we went downstairs to a restaurant next door to the casa. We all ordered their special which included soup, a plate of various local food, with the main selection being beef or pork, rice, fried Plantans, salad, beans and more. There were 4 of us and the total bill came to leas than 19K CP (about $8.50). That also included our drinks of bottled water and lemonade. Cuba Nut quickly grabbed the tab before any of us even had a chance to fish in our pockets. Even amongst our protests, CN insisted and prevailed in buying our lunch. Thanks buddy!

Sweet and I decide to leave while Cuba Nut and another guy went back for seconds at New Life. After a brief period at the Medellin Mansion, Sweet and I decided to check out a few of the other casas. We went to the Blue Room but didn’t see anything to our liking. They charged us a 20K reviewing fee which we later found out was Bull Shit and Robert promised to have words with the management. We then went to Energy and both of us were able to find something to our liking. I chose Monica. A tall dark headed girl that was about a 7. She had a few stretch marks on her stomach but the rest of the package was just fine. I stripped and jumped into the shower and she quickly joined me. I again used the technique of smelling her hair and neck, stroking the back of her hair and avoiding direct contact with her breasts or pussy. She was purring like a kitten and when I did probe her pussy, it was as wet as could be.

We toweled off and I asked her for a massage. I lay down on the mattress on the floor and she began with my feet. I wasn’t expecting much after the Loutron experience but she turned out to have some rather good massage skills. She was teasing me by rubbing her tits in my hands, on my arms and her pussy up and down my leg. When I finally turned over, I was surprised when she took me bare back in her mouth. She also allowed me to kiss her but nothing to write home about. I was sensing a chemistry and we were definitely enjoying each others company. She was giggling at some of my antics and squirmed like a trapped snake when I lightly tickled her. I began kissing her stomach, stroking her abdomen with my fingertips and caressing her hair, I made my way down between her legs. Again, I was surprised at her reaction when I started lapping her clit with my tongue. I guess Colombian men don’t eat pussy very often but they should, as the women love it. I was there a long time and when I finally inhaled her clit between my teeth, she went over the edge.

I donned a condom but merely rubbed my shaft up and down her outer lips and clit for a few minutes. She was really getting off on this and I finally plunged deep inside her and remained motionless with my pelvis held firm against hers. Uh oh. Mount Vesuvius is erupting and she began to grind against me, gripping my ass tightly with her hands and keeping me deeply inside her. I was letting her do all the work even though we were in Mish., and she quickly had a belly muscle contracting and leg shaking orgasm. I still remained motionless deep inside her as she recovered and she began to writhe against me again. I got up on my knees, spread her legs and pushed her knees to her chest. In this position, you can get deep, full penetration and she is helpless to resist. The moans and screams of passion were probably causing the people in the other rooms to laugh.
She was very vocal and not embarrassed at the high volume of her overtures. I rolled her over and admired her beautiful ass from a doggy position all the while pounding her. When I grabbed and pulled on the back of her hair, she let out a loud moan. When I lightly slapped her buttocks she began to grind against me even harder. That was all I could stand. I pushed her on her belly and finished in reverse mish with her arching her ass against my thrusts. I had taken a vitamin V and was pleased to find I was still hard after cumming. I remained inside her and neither of us moved for a couple of minutes. I began stroking in and out of her again and she responded in an incredulous voice….”Again???” Well, I was still hard but there was no way I was going to nut again so soon, so I pulled out and just relaxed with her head on my shoulder. We even kissed tenderly for a few moments before she pointed at my watch. I wasn’t concerned about going over the time but I didn’t want my buddy waiting too long for me.

I decided to make a little small talk. She has a 4 year son (she is 20) and a boyfriend. I asked if her boyfriend was in Medellin and much to my relief found out he was in Bogota’. I asked what he did and she replied, “he is the chief of detectives for the Bogota police.” I bolted up like I had been hit by lightning! I asked if he knew what type of work she did and she sheepishly replied no. I asked her what type of work he thought she did and she answered telemarketing! I looked at her and told her that he could very easily be having her watched by some of his police buddies. She told me she always visits him in Bogota and he doesn’t know any of the police in Medellin. Somehow, I wasn’t too reassured. I envisioned a group of angry Colombians breaking into the room with guns drawn and popping me with a bullet or two to the head. Time to take a quick shower to get the massage cream off my body and get the hell out of that place. She joined me and washed the cream off my back. I gave her a $10K tip for an excellent session and met Sweet in the parlor. His girl was still with him and meekly retired when I arrived on the scene.


We headed for my place but stopped by the grocery store where I bought some beer and Sweet got a big container of white wine. We went back to the mansion and had a few drinks with some of the guys. We had the final game of the W.S. to watch that night. Sweet, being an Astros fan was not too encouraged about their prospects. Cuba Nut, being a big Sox fan was languishing in Chicago’s three game lead. We all know the outcome but it was a fun night with a good group of guys.

Cuba Nut was leaving early the next morning and he decided to make his last night memorable with a visit to the street action at Majorista. Sweet and I were both pooped after a long day. I went back to my place and he retired for the night.

I had some work to do the next day so Sweet went out with some of the other guys staying at the Mansion. Sweet had a good afternoon with his new acquaintances at a casa or two and we decided to have a decent dinner together on his last night in Mde. We chose Las Palmitas and were not disappointed. The view of the city is spectacular, the variety of food on the menu impressive and the prices very affordable. This would be a great place to take a date. It is a large open air complex, restaurant and disco, high atop the city of Medellin. After we started in on our second bottle of wine, I needed a bathroom break. One of our waitresses pointed in the direction and rattled off some rapid fire Spanish instructions. Nope! I took her hand in my arm and had her lead me to my intended destination. Along the way, another cutie waitress made some remark and I quickly grabbed her hand and put it in my other arm. I am being escorted to the bathroom by two cute waitresses and they think it is funny as hell. I tried to get them to come inside with me but they insisted on waiting outside. After finishing my business (and I really had to piss), they escorted me back the 100 yards or so to my table. Dinner for both of us was under $30 and Sweet, in his generous nature, picked up the tab. I insisted on covering the taxi and got him back to the mansion before hitting the rack at my place. Going to sleep was not difficult with the lesser part of two bottles of wine inside me. I felt really bad that he had to get up at 5AM to catch his flight home but I am sure he slept well on the plane

So ends week three in Medellin:

Sorry, no pics in this segment. More later.

Hi Sandman - nice to see you're keeping the girls honest and tired, regardless of where you hang your hat :-)
Enjoyed your earlier segment about the Medellin Mansion and the shooting trip - but have to admit that Rio still does it for me - and three years of Portuguese practice would likely be wasted in Spanish speaking countries
- maybe see you back in Brasil some day soon -
cheers buddy ~ dag