Let’s see what happens when your host (me) has nothing to say, and instead it’s open mike night. Step right up, speak your mind, tell a story, sing a song, whatever.
5/10/2025
Anything goes #27
6 responses to “Anything goes #27”
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OK, now I hafta have two, so it’s off to Fred Meyer for corned beef and horseradish.
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Yessica Again
The next time I came to town I was all set to meet Yessica at noon but she wasn’t there and I circled back between her house and the cab stand a bunch of times, about a mile apart. The cabbie told me she’d be right back so I just stood there next to the traffic, waiting and feeling like I was a street-walker looking for a hook-up. Finally I went back to my motel and got out just before checkout, called the cabbie and he said she was there. I picked her up a little while later but with no motel room to go to we drove on the highway out of town and stopped by the side of the road, sucking and orgasming as the cars went by. I really want a proper visit with Yessica next Tuesday on my last night in Matehuala.
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High up in my mountain hideaway, I called down to Mauricio, the Matehuala cab driver, about the availability of Jessica my six-months-pregnant teenage sex-slave, and told him I’d be down around 5 or 6 to get together with her. When I got to town I got my hotel room then went over to Walmart to buy saran wrap, plastic gloves, and more condoms.
By the time I got downtown it was after six, Yessica had already gone home, and I gave Mauricio my hotel room number and told him to call when she showed up. My plan was to meet them at the Walmart parking lot or some other place nearby, then smuggle her into my room. I wanted to try something different this time, hence the saran wrap: my plan was to lick her pussy through the saran wrap, lick her asshole the same way, and have her lick my asshole too. (I’d never had that experience and wanted to check it out, as well all the other stuff we do.
Back in my room I took out a sheet of it and in front of the mirror tested it for strength with my tongue: it was strong, no need to double up. A phone call came in a while, it was some friends, sisters, who I’d invited to stop by for a drink on their way back from San Luis, the capital city 120 miles away. I hastily hid the saran wrap and condoms in my backpack and soon they arrived to my room, the most isolated in the Las Palmas complex.
They started to tell me how the administration had given them the security once-over before letting them in when the phone rang again. It was Jessica calling from the front office! What!? This badly-dressed poor little hooker coming into this somewhat swanky hotel lobby? She said Mauricio was waiting out front too! I looked at my friends, a couple of young attractive women I’ve known all their lives and didn’t know what to say, to anyone! Finally I told Jessica to leave and I’d call her in an hour.
We left the room to have the drinks and one of the girls said, “Is that the girl you had a date with your first day here? You’re really red.”
Um, er, I was still in a little shock and then the other sister said, “Are you paying her?” I admitted it and when we were out at the patio with the drinks I spilled the whole story, details, fingers up the ass, the works.
That was about a week ago and I still haven’t seen Yessica. Next time I saw Mauricio I said, “Never bring Yessica to my hotel, never! Entiendez?”
(For years after that, the older reception lady looked at me as if were the guy who smuggled hookers into his room. C’est la vie.)-
> … with no motel room to go to we drove on the highway out of town and stopped by the side of the road, sucking and orgasming as the cars went by…
With my increasing car phobia, I appreciate the consideration shown here — stopping, instead of doing such shenanigans while driving. Safety first!
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I once got a BJ at 100 mph driving in Mexico…but no O
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I’m scolding you, tsk tsk. Once upon a better time, a lovely lady’s head was on my lap, sleeping innocently, as I drove on a south Seattle freeway. She wasn’t trying or even aware, but still it’s a happy memory.
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