First of all, Brad, you crazy tattooed motherfucker, I wish now that I had gone down with you guys. Sounds like you had a real good time, but donโt we always unless we get thrown in the hoosegow. I go by myself the majority of the time because it seems that whatever person I go with usually turns out to be a dumbass, a troublemaker, a bad drunk, or a pussy, even if I have known the person a long time and think they're cool. Most of them seem to break down in some way, down there. Do you think the alcohol has anything to do with it, or is it the strange surroundings that tweaks their mind?
The best companion I ever had down there was a female truck driver. She worked for the same company as me, and I had talked to her a number of times in various places when we were waiting to get our food-grade tankers loaded, and at terminals. She was about 80% lipstick lesbian, but didnโt have anything at all against men in general, just a couple in particular. She was a bit thick, but pretty and fairly well built. She wore a dress and high heels even when she was driving her Freightliner, if Iโm lyinโ Iโm dyinโ. Even when she had to hook up her hose and run the pump.
A few times during long waits, after she had gotten to know me well, she had sucked me off in the back of her truck to alleviate our boredom, and later I reciprocated, but she would'nt let me bone her, though she would flop her big tits out so I could play with and suck and lick her long nipples and puffy pink areolas.
The first time was in Bradenton, Florida. We were there with a bunch of other trucks getting concentrated orange juice from Brazil off the ships and taking it to the juice plant, maybe Tropicana, I donโt remember. Anyway, there was a bunch of problems with pumps, getting ships docked, bad weather, not enough trucks and tanker trailers available, you name it. We were there for days, loading and making a short run, unloading and doing it again. Most of the time was was taken up by waiting, for hours, for your turn.
I was sitting in her passenger seat, in the juice company parking lot, around the second day, and she up and says, โWhen we meet out one the roadโฆwould you consider dating me?โ, or words to that effect. Times was hard, I guess.
So I said, โSure I would, but you know as well as I do that you will get dispatched one way and I may get sent the other way, and who knows when we will see each other again?โ (turned out, it happened all the fucking time. Half the time I went somewhere, there sheโd be. Seems like it, anyway. I think she had the fix in with a dispatcher, probably sucking him, too.) But I digress, as usual.
So I said, โI have another idea, a better oneโ. She asks, โWhatโs that?โ And I say, โWhy donโt we crawl back into your sleeper and have some quality time together right nowโ.
She says, โI want to, but I havenโt had a shower in two days, you havenโt either, and God knows when weโll be finished here and can get one. If we do that, if you can even stand me at this point, weโll get all sweaty and just make it worseโ. Women are so practical.
So I say, โItโs OK with me if itโs OK with youโ. And she says, โWell, itโs notโฆbut if youโll lay down back there and pull your pants down, Iโll do something for youโ. And I said,โฆI donโt think I said anything, actions speak louder. Thank you heart of Jesus for prayers answered both now and in the future. (Isnโt that what they tell you to say in those personal ads?)
Early on, she would let me finger her puss occasionally, and play with her clit, but wouldnโt let me fuck her anywhere but her mouthโฆbut luckily she had nice lips and a good technique that she had perfected while she was married. When I was ready to shoot my load, she would spit on her hand and jack me off on her big firm titties, which was okay with me. She came pretty easily every time I ate her pussy, and confided in me that she had to pretend and imagine that I was a butch lesbian sucking her clit and fingering her so she could cum sooner.
Iโm not much of a drinker any more, I have more fun when I donโt get completely shit-faced like I used to, but this girl could put them away like a soldier, cervezas or copas or shots, and also took valium that first night we went to NLBT...she bought them from that guy Candy (Candelario), always wears a clean white shirt and black pants, who hangs out near the bridge and guides tourists, and she also took diet pills to counteract it so she wouldnโt conk out and hit her head on the table. Like I said, she was a bit thick, and taller than average, and if she had passed out I would have had a hell of a time getting her back to the motel.
I kept her out of trouble, (she had a filthy mouth on her when she was high), and she was so grateful to me for showing her the underbelly of the border. She had a great time talking to the whores, and they all wanted to talk to her since she was all gussied up and looked somewhat like a whore herself. She could spot transies like an old border hand, I tried to trick-fuck her a couple of times for amusement, but she had a hell of an eye.
She knew she couldnโt have gone down there by herself, and she needed an adventure badly, trucking had become boring to her, too. And just for being her friend, so she wouldnโt be lonely for a couple of days, she finally fucked me and sucked me really good back at the motel, passionate, and I mean we hit every stop on the route. She did a line (none for me, thanks), and then told me to lay on my stomach. She began giving me anilingus, and I didnโt ask her to stop.
She was so fucked up that a half hour later she had all but lapsed into a coma, and a couple of hours later I hit it again. She was limp as a rag doll, so I just spread her legs and stuck my cock into her flaccid cunt, and she didnโt even wake up. She had really nice feet, beautiful, so when I was ready to cum I pulled out and shot all over her foot. The next morning we spooned and hugged for hours, and she let me slip it in her ass again. Life is so beautiful.
But I digress, as usual.
Anyway, I wouldnโt mind going down there with a few adventurous souls, even though I almost always find a friend right away, with tits...there are some good people down there, both new and experienced girls, you just have to have good radar. You know what Iโm talking aboutโฆif you go down there enough, you are going to make some friends, and thatโs when it gets good, when you can walk down the street and a few girls in front of bars are calling you by name as soon as they see you approaching.
Damn, I read the posts and some of you guys seem to have contempt for the girls. Me, I like whoresโฆeven if the odd bitch rips you off once in a blue moon, you still get off a lot cheaper than if you were married, and you get a nebulous bennie that makes it impossible for me to stay with a girlfriend very longโฆvariety. I need variety, itโs a character flaw that I will never be able to overcome, and moreโs the pity. Itโs my cross to bear. Yours too, obvivously, fellow mongers.
Think about thisโฆI grew up watching Westerns on TV with my dad, it was one of our favorite things to do. Men, this is the closest you are going to get to hanging out in the Long Branch with Miss Kitty. Unless you go to the Outback, Down Under.
Streets of (Nuevo) Laredo.
โCome a little bit closer, youโre my kind of man, so big and so strong,
Come a little bit closer, Iโm all alone, and the night is so long.โ
Damn I love hanging out in border town shitholes. The low life ainโt no good life, but itโs my life.
Anyway, I think I could hang with you guys, even though I'm probably a bit older than most or all of you. But I have chased whores for part of my childhood and all of my adult life, all over the planet, 'cept when I was married or in love...ok, I chased a few then, too. You boys seem like you have your heads together and your priorities straight.
I got started when I was about 13, we had a woman of about 35 in my neighborhood. Karen. She was married to a guy named Ray, a big tough bastard, who was gone almost all the time, riding his Hog with his homeys. There was four of us who had known each other since babyhood, and we kept our mouths shutโฆwe were scared of losing our gravy train. She was very nice, cooked for us, gave us beer and liquor, gave herself liquor, and then sucked our cocks.
She had floppy titties and a big loose pussyโฆ Jimmy, Italian kid, was the smallest of us, with the smallest hands. Several times he greased up his little lady hand with Crisco or Jergens, or whatever, and fist-fucked her while all of us watched. She could take any of us in her ass easily, of course, she said that Ray had a huge thick monster dick, part of the reason she was so loose. Thatโs what she said, but I think a vagina is so elastic that no dick is big enough to stretch permanently the hole of a big womanโฆmaybe a tiny Chink. Hmmmโฆ..food for thought.
She had a very big mouth, she looked a lot like Alanis Morrissette, and she could deep throat our dicks and at the same time lick our balls. If you think that is easy, try it sometime...he he. We would just lounge around and watch while she would suck us off in turn. We had a few real sluts of our age in our โhood, and they loved Karen because she was a better mother to them than their own mothers. More like a big sister, maybe. A nasty but nice big sis.
I always suspected that she did them also, I know she did, when the boys werenโt around. Let's just say that they had periodic secret meetings of the Strictly Lickly Nothing Dickly Club.
Anyway, they would come over to Karen's on weekend nights, and we would fuck them, too. This lasted until I turned 17 and got my parents to sign so I could go in the Navy. We all kept our pact of silence, and never had a problem. I realize now that she could have gotten into all kinds of trouble.
Like me, when I was 23 and did something I won't specify with someone who may have been a red-headed girl who was...what is a dime and a nickel? Or not. I'm admitting to nothing.
Boys, you got to stop all that bareback fucking. I did it for most of my life and somehow got away with it. Until my ex-wife gave me the clap.
My technique included pissing both before and after...pissing before the act raises the ph of your urethra, which has an antibacterial effect, and of course I washed up real good, immediately after, with soap and water. No available water, no fuck.
Ok, I got myself in a few situations where I had to wash my dick with my own pissโฆnot ideal, but effective in an emergency. Unpleasant, but not as bad as a syphilitic chancre on your penis. You must wash your dick NOW, not later back at the motel. You all know that. I donโt mean to turn your stomach, but the bottom line is wash your dick with gutter water if you have toโฆthereโs nothing in it as bad as HIV.
But I still got lucky. I finally came to my senses. If you just can't stand condoms, even with lubricant inside the head part, find an alternative kink.
Here's one I like, that I thought up at Papagayo. Now, I haven't had many girls at Papagayo over the years, I have other favorite places, but I was drinking a beer there early one evening and a girl came and sat down beside me. She spoke really good English, so I didn't even have to brandish my considerable whorehouse Spanish. She was 38 years old, but looked mid twenties. Not just in the bar light, but in bright light, too. A small dark girl who had a couple of kids, but still had a nice tight body. And a tight pussy, thanks to two Caesarians.
We had a nice conversation, which means she laughed at my jokes, so I decided to take her to the room. I probably would have done an all-nighter with her, she was that nice, but she did not live on premises, so I knew the room would be bare, no TV, etc. You can't fuck all night, you need TV breaks.
Anyway, we headed for the room. We played around with each other for a while, and she jacked me off a bit. When I had gone in my wallet for the rubber, I found out that I was out of my Trojan Magnums, ha ha, so I said fuck it and went for it bareback.
A BBBJ, not her vagina.
After a bit she asked me to fuck her. She came out of her purse with a ribbed condom, one of those crappy, too-thick Mex rubbers, and asked me to put it on and fuck her as hard as I wanted to, she could take it. So I did, I pounded her as hard as I thought a small woman could take, but pretty soon she wanted to get on top so she could control the action.
She mounted me and slid all the way down with each long, quick stroke, and I thought she was going to break my dick off at the base. I grabbed her ass with both hands so I could hold her back a little and save my pole. She was fucking me like I was her ribbed dildo, and it was sopping wet down there. She said, โLet go of my ass and hit me.โ I said, โWhat?โ, and she said, โSpank the fuck out of me while I ride your cock.โ I said, โYou been watching too many pornosโ, but I reached around and hit her ass.
Reaching so far from flat on my back, I had a bad angle and inadequate leverage, so she said, โHit me hard on the thighs, HARDโ, so I did, both sides, over and over on the sides of her plump buttocks. Tears were falling on my chest, so I stopped, but she said, โDonโt fucking quit, do itโ, so I did. She was coming up high so the head of my cock was almost coming out of her, and then falling down and smacking my pubic bone. Finally she started coming, and kept crying โOH! OH! OH! OH!โ like someone was stabbing her repeatedly with a knife. I think they could hear her up at the Hollywood and Marabu.
It was a little bit scary, even though I ainโt scared of anything. It flashed thru my mind just for a second that I may have to flee for the bridge before they found her body, it ainโt my country and I donโt trust the law there. Come to think of it, I donโt trust it here either. Anyway, finally she stopped, to my dickโs great relief, and lay on my chest sobbing. I think she must have been under the influence of something, or maybe sheโs just a nympho.
After she calmed down, I told her to get in the 69 position over me, and suck me off, which she was willing to do without protest. She turned out to be an excellent cocksucker with lots of swirly tongue action which I love. Meanwhile, I played with her ass and smacked her a few times, but not hard like before. She liked it and asked me to continueโฆโDonโt stop, I like itโ.
Now, I usually carry latex gloves with me when I'm mongering, as well as good lubed condoms, and a small bottle of Astroglide. You can get it in 1, 2, 4, and 5 oz., as well as a 35 ml. โTravelerโ, a fancy little flat bottle, which is what I carry. Expensive, but worth it, especially if you like to slip it in their boody as I do. It is some slippery stuff. About the gloves, if you know a nurse, lab tech, orderly, ask them to get you a box of 100 in your size. They make the job smoother and keep oil and other things off of your hands. Use an extra glove to carry the other items, so if the top comes off the oil it wonโt get on your pants.
Hey, stop fucking laughing at me, asshole. If you were a carpenter, would you go to the job site without your hammer and saw? Would you go to the OK Corral without your pistol and shotgun, Wyatt? To the mall without your purse?
Sorry I called you an asshole.
Anyway, I slip my glove on and start rubbing her anus with a lubed finger. She says Mmmmm, or something, so I see a green light. I ask her if she has ever been fucked in the ass. She said that she wouldnโt allow it when she was younger, was afraid, but in the last six months or so she has tried a few times, but nobody could get their dick in, even though she gritted her teeth and tried.
So I greased my primary digit some more, and slowly forced it into her rectum, while she continued to give me a sloppy wet Mexican blow job and play with my balls. I donโt know about you, but it excites me to feel my finger slide past that ring of anal muscle and disappear deep into the pink - yes, pink, just like the pussy. Even pinker. After a lot of play and stretching, I used more lube and got two fingers in. But it was so tight that I could see the difficulty of getting any size dick in there, so I decided to stay with the status quo.
I told her to stop for a minute and gave her a glove and the lube. The glove was too big for her little hand, but you just make do with whatever you got. I explained to her briefly about the prostate, itโs location, and how to massage it. She asked why, and I told her that it feels good and makes you cum at least twice or three times as much. If done skillfully you will cum a tubful, depending on the size of your seminal vesicle, and how often and how recently you have squeezed the cream filling out of your Twinkie. .
Well, she had clever little hands and caught on immediately, though I would have preferred if her fingers had been longer. She emulated me and used one and then two fingers, frigging my asshole while she sucked me vigorously. I did the same to her little rosebud and lubed the thumb of my other hand and flipped and rubbed her clit gently until she had a little orgasm and then another.
About that time, I felt that funny feeling coming on, and shifted my attention from her asshole to my cock and her mouth, which was smokingโ my pole with enthusiasm. She had good rhythm, and had no trouble coordinating the two actions perfectly, and she was fingering my ass deeply and massaging my gland with medium pressure, and it felt great. I started tightening up, and I could feel my dick getting even stiffer, if thatโs possible, and my head swelling even bigger with hot blood. When my orgasm started coming on, that tension and great feeling you get before you start spurting lasted an extraordinarily long time.
It was in some ways like the time back in the day, long ago, when I dropped acid and drove over to my girlfriend's house, only to find that she had done some speed. Quite a bit, actually, she knew no moderation. She was full of energy and sucked me tirelessly for what felt like a half hour or more, and when I finally started cumming, my whole body orgasmed, and the cum just oozed out of my tool for what seemed like ten or fifteen minutes, though I suppose realistically it was less than five. Still, quite unusual. She told me later that she had felt like she had a fire in her belly, and needed my semen to quench the heat. Stay away from them drugs, amigos y vecinos, just say โnoโ. Seriously.
Back to NLBTโฆIโm sure my load would have hit the ceiling if it had not been in her mouth. She didnโt forget herself and slack off on the prostate massage, she didnโt miss a beat when her mouth started filling with cum, even when she choked and coughed at the last. I thought she would spit it out on the floor or a towel , but to my surprise, she swallowed it all, even the spillage she licked off her hand. Turned out she had fallen for that rumor that semen had hormones in it that made your tits bigger, but I think she liked the taste, too.
Well, I start out to only write a paragraph, but I start remembering and this is what happens. Anyway, Viva Laredo.
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