The Invasion of South Quito II
Monday
(I now start with what day it is to give an idea the number of chicas on specific days of the week and/or quality of the chicas and/or days the clubs are closed/open, etc.)
Out at CC Recreo by 3:00pm, had me a large Supremo Pizza Hut experience for $3.90. With a full meal as a foundation for another night of drunken bliss I hiked into Supermaxi for 1.5 litres of water to rehydrate. Scoped out some cock-tease teen pussy in the mall for a bit. Then made the call: I was ready to fuck.
Jumped on a bus by 4:45pm. To give one an idea of the times involved with public bus travel to and between clubs in south Quito during semi-heavy traffic:
4:45pm Left CC Recreo
5:00pm Passed Condorito Bar
5:06pm Passed Caribes
5:13pm Arrived at La Luna
Jumped into Son Cubano first for a beer. Ten girls, one of them being a long-legged creature of 7 status (at a distance). Passed to see what new treats lurked in Coco Bongos on a Monday night.
In Bongos I spotted one chica from Saturday night. Hmmmm. Her body screamed of dreamy hardbodied youth; but was she pretty enough in face? This was the only reason I passed her by on Saturday. Changed seating for a closer, prolonged look.
She dressed in jeans and a blouse; hardly any skin exposed. Compared to the other chicas standing around her –- bikinis and miniskirts –- I wondered if she was conservative in bed. Still I could tell she had full breasts under her blouse. She noticed me looking at her and made an effort to give me some alluring eye-to-eye contact. Yes, she is cute enough. $7 it is.
Walked to a room in the back of the club –- nicely secluded, away from the ruckus of the club (music/talking). Samira of Manabi (she included her cell phone number at session’s end). She stripped down confirming a tight 19 year young body, beautiful (medium) sized firm-full breasts and a great ass. No (evidence of) kids. I went to town feasting on her flesh.
Took a good number of photos (20 total). She modeled well, holding cock-in-pussy positions when I found it too picturesque to deny. Blowjob, cowgirl on her knees then on her feet (this chica has some good slap action!) with me massaging those delicious tits, reverse cowgirl (hold that pose!) as I massaged handfuls of ass, doggie, missionary, legs over shoulders, doggie, flat doggie to cum. I worked this little pussy good. She relubed once in between, never complaining. It was a way better session than I expected it to be. The hardbody, firm tits, oh-so nice.
She was patient to the end, letting me dress, change memory cards in my camera. She very humbly asked for a little bit of money for her supper. I gave her $3 tip and she smiled happily for me. Such a cutie! I followed her out into the bar, sweat beaded on my forehead, dripping down my face, suppressed smile as I could see a lot of guys looking on. I let her walk ahead. She sat briefly with one guy. As I passed by I could hear him mention time, tapping his watch. Hehe. Seems the girls in La Luna have the call to determine how much time they spend with a customer. Something I appreciate a lot more than the “15 minutes, time is up” knock-knock of other places (I do not think undressing and dressing should be included in the so-called ‘15-minute fiche’ -– but hey, that’s only my take). She caught up to me as I exited the bar, walked her to the restaurant a few meters down the way, said chow and thanks.
Bussed it to Caribes. Entered the bar about 7:15pm. Brixi is sitting by the door with a guy as I walk in. Only a handful of guys in the place. Found a seat and settled myself to wait. I needed to recharge; she took a couple guys upstairs as I sat. Then she came over to me. She said the last guy smelled badly and I laughed. One beer down, bought us two more beers. Drank, me petting her, she snuggling up to me. Provided me with her cell phone number. She declined another beer, but I needed a few minutes still. One more beer, please.
Halfway through the beer I figured it was due time. 8:20pm. Said I would be one moment, needed to use the bathroom. Used the facilities. In the can I pulled out $10 from my money belt. I was not more than two minutes. Walked out. She was at the counter with $7 in her hand. Fuck.
In less than two minutes she had committed a cardinal sin: she had broken my momentum. With a fat, ugly fuck to boot.
She asked me to wait; would be back in a few minutes. At first I said okay. But in the minutes to follow the exceptionally strong dictatorship personality within me gained supremacy. I understand the nature of the business but it pissed me off nonetheless. When I am good and ready I want it now, not in fifteen minutes. I felt devalued. She couldn’t hold a couple minutes for a double-fiche? With a $4 or $5 tip I effectively double her take on a fuck (on a $7 fuck she gets $5, house gets $2) -- and she knew this. She devalues me, I devalue her. I stood up and walked out of the bar.
With a minimum of five fuckbars on the return trail home I knew I had enough pussy to keep my cock busy downstream. Jumped on a bus and my anger melted as I wrote it out of my system onto paper. Besides, with Samira already under my belt for the day it was hard to be angry for long!
On the bus noticed Condorito Bar was closed; missed seeing Mishos.
Checked out the third bar along the Noches de Paris strip. Turns out the third bar is just an extension room of Blondy Nightclub, a door in the middle of the clubs connecting the two rooms.
Noticed a pretty negrita. Then Alexandra of Saturday night showed up, flashed a pretty smile and I pulled her aside to sit. Bought her a drink ($2.50?! must’ve been a double) to my beer. What does she tell me once we have sat? Oh, I am currently bleeding and will not allow sex until Saturday (that time of month). Holy fuck. ** rolling my eyes **
She offers me one of the other girls in the bar. No thanks. I decline her another drink. The Vivian principle applies here: you say sex another day? Then I too will buy you a drink -- another day.
She escorts me out the bar and hangs at the entrance to see if I will head next door to Noches de Paris. Was is it about prostitutional monagamy that doesn’t make sense?! Sheesh. She was still there watching me as I drove away in a taxi. To street Michelena, please. $2 ride. (No doubt she asked the taxi driver where he took me upon his return to the club.)
10:42pm. I asked the taxi driver: how many, if any, chica clubs are there along Michelena. He said three. Dropped me off in front of Cocteles Karaoke, OES-267. I popped my head in the door. The guy at the counter said no, this is not a chica club. Sure looked like fuck-available chicas to me. Perhaps I misunderstood, it being almost 11pm on a Monday night (wrapping up business on a slow night).
Walked up Michelena street looking down the sidestreets left and right. Lots of karaoke type bars. One potential fuck place is S11-78, Whitney’s Bar, a.k.a., Frodo’s Disco Bar, along Avenida Alonso de Angulo.
Paradise Bar karaoke is also along this stretch. A doorman, standing beside two girls, quoted me $3.50 entry. I caught a glance into the bar and asked in exclamatory fashion “For what?!” The two girls broke out in laughter as I walked away.
Also along Avenida Alonso de Angulo were two discos, names being Barbaros Discoteque (E02-961) and Chucaro Bar Discoteque (OE2-845). Closed. These were the two larger places I saw in a taxi one night in passing. Unfortunately they do not look like chica places (but normal dance clubs).
Walked around for a bit through the slums. With no further neon visible I hailed a taxi. Fought for a $4 ride to La Fragata; driver finally accepted. Asked him about other fuckclubs as we drove. He mentioned one called “El Sol,” a place I had never heard of before.
FRIKY00: ever heard of El Sol?
As we drove through Old Town I asked him if there were fuck casas here. He said there was. But we kept on driving.
At La Fragata the 7.5 blondie of Saturday night was not present. The 7.0 was but she is just too fucking lazy looking. Thought about nailing Stephanie, a fairly good looking negrita. Naw. I didn’t fuck her at $10, why should I fuck her at $15? Bailed after my usual beer.
Nightcats. $6 entry for a Monday night?! Fuck off. I walked home and crashed. I love my little new pad: $5 a night! What a steal. Had me a good sleep and I am ready for south Quito once again.
This time I am going to properly recharge my cock PREVIOUS to entering Caribes (i.e., in La Luna), instantly grab Brixi and fuck her pussy raw.
A couple last notes. Friky00 just jogged my memory with his post today.
I never expected the ghetto south would have this many fuckworthy chicas either. But I figure this IS the south: there are many more towns and cities to the south of Quito than there are in the north. In migrating from their homes towns in the south, entering Quito, what clubs do the girls see first? The clubs in the south, naturally. Whereas the clubs and casas in the north of Quito have fewer towns to draw from. I am just typing this as a possible explanation; who knows if it is true. I mean eventually newly arrived girls will migrate to central and other areas of Quito after time.
Also something to note for the boys of the board. I find Avenida Pedro Vicente (PV) Maldonado at night to be reasonably safe. But for the whole bus ride you can see the poorer style of housing behind the shops and warehouses of the main street. By middle of the bus ride to ride’s end (at La Luna) streets are increasingly unpaved and covered in litter. Though I have encountered no problems to date it is something to take caution with. If you are blond haired, blue eyed –- unlike myself –- I would take extra caution. Taxis may be your best bet between clubs (at night). Even doing this, Caribes and Condorito Bar are a different style of crowd than La Luna and Paris de Noches / Blondy Nightclub. It wasn't so much of a difference on Monday night, the amount of males much less; I sure noticed a difference on Saturday night. But hey, no risk no reward, right? ;-)
[b][u]EDITOR'S NOTE[/u]:[/b] [blue]I certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the Reports of Distinction thread.[/blue]
South Quito IV (and other stupidities)
wednesday
where do i start?! had me the best fuck yesterday. then, being smashed out of my tree, committed three serious errors in judgement. two of which were really, really stupid.
out at cc recreo by 2pm for lunch and water. at la luna by 4. son cubano club first. had me a couple large beers to prime myself for the "7" (rated) chica. in she comes, $7 and we walk into a large, well lit room. excellent. carla from santo domingo. 18 years of age. been in quito a single week. perfect!
she was pretty bashful when i brought out the camera but allowed pictures upon mention of a propina. not overly aggressive in the sack but satisfactorily pliable to twist into the usual positions. she looked good with her knees to her chest, feet over my shoulders. gave me a lot of eye contact and smiles. hard to go wrong with fresh-outta-high-school-pussy. initially gave her $4 tip. she wanted $5 and i gave her the extra $1.
hiked next door to coco bongos. mmmm, samira is dressed in a yummy miniskirt today, tight white tank top. very nice.
i took my time to recharge, drinking three large beers and watching some good porn. i wondered if i would be able to do a second session as i was kind of tired after the first load. but i smartly parked my ass and relaxed. at times shifting seats to take in an eyeful of samira. then some brianna banks porn came on. i love this chick. normally i am not big on fake bubble tits but brianna’s fuck faces are unmatched. i knew another session would be possible after porn like this.
two hours of recharging and i was explosively primed for my little fucksl*t samira. she did not disappoint.
it had to be the most savage session since my third time with mariela. i was out of my fucking mind.
i thought for sure she would refuse photos this time around; no such thing. she was all up for it, modelling even better this time around than the previous two sessions. standing up on the bed to get some initial shots of her. this is how session three started: her on her knees licking the shaft and head of my cock with no condom. this was exactly the picture i dreamed about for my collection: her looking up at me with tongue on my cock.
on goes the condom and down her throat i go. we started sexing standing up. frontwards, backwards, legs closed, then one leg lifted, camera in one hand, titty in the other, cock thrusting away.
i sat down on the edge of the bed. she was standing, leaning back, pussy swallowing my cock as i caught two minutes of slap-action on video. her body is so damned firm. every single inch. not a wrinkle or a mark. exquisitely all natural.
turned around and mounted me frontwise, groping her tits with one hand, still videoing with the other. she gave me some nice fuck face footage here.
i think we moved into missionary. this was the longest position of the session simply because with a good leveraging i could stuff her pussy as much as i pleased. dozens of rapid violent strokes followed by slow gentle ones. more good fuck face. the eyes tell it all.
collapsing my arms, my chest to hers, my cheek to hers, pounding away in missionary, rapid, slow, rapid, slow. love those slow strokes, every inch shooting straight to my brain. pure pleasure.
i fucked her chest to chest for some time. then pushed myself up to snap some photos of her spread before me. she massaged her clit as i captured the spread. nice to see this is as good for her as it is for me.
spun her into doggie. condom was coming loose so grabbed another from my pants pocket (i always carry two spares plus extra tissue). she slipped it on and i reinserted, hand on a tit, camera in the other.
time was obviously a factor by now and i didn’t want to abuse the situation. she is too precious a pussy at the moment. pushed her ass to the bed, put a hand on the small of her back to hold her still and maximize sensation. then positioned both my hands to the sides of her tits, beads of sweat marking her back in the light as i thrust to orgasm.
jesus fucking christ almighty this is some good pussy.
her performance this time around surpassed session two. looking at the picture times. with me already stripped down the first picture is 8:02pm, last picture is 8:30pm. figure on two or three more minutes after i put the camera down on the last picture, the session was 30 minutes long. 30 minutes (plus un/dressing) for $7! i must have priviledged status. thanked her and gave a $3 tip. i thought of giving more but she’s happy with $3 so why break tradition.
caught a bus to condorito bar. pretty empty. i was on a savage high from samira. must have been the thirty minutes of blood-engorged fucktime cus my cock was raring to go into another fresh teen pussy. chatted with a godzilla for a while as i put my thoughts to paper. tried waving a decent looker over. she didn’t see. after two large beers i shrugged my shoulders and left.
bus to noches de paris. large beer. nada. blondys night club. two large beers. one slender negrita was present. put $7 into her hands and hiked up to a room. she didn’t even make an effort to smile. she denied me photos. i walked out of the room. error number 1 for the evening, though a minor one.
exited blondys. error number 2 was really stupid. walked up the street. who do i meet? the cabbie i shafted from the day previous. oh fuck. upon seeing me he immediately exits his vehicle and starts to approach me. i take off down a side street of pv maldonado. some way down the street i stopped because it hit me: the street is all high walled compounds, no alleys, sidestreets (till much further up) or hills. if i continue down this road i am screwed. i look behind me. i see not one but four taxis speeding towards me! he must have called or radio-d his friends down the street to help him corner me! it flashes through my mind for a split second that i am truly fucked. but only for a second.
at this point i made a move that saved my ass: i did the unexpected. instead of running away i turned around and ran towards and through the four taxis, back to main street pv maldonado. three were in the left lane coming towards me, one in the right lane. because there was a divider in the middle of the road the drivers did not have enough room to do a full circle and a quick turnaround. they were forced to slow, stop, back up, turn around, etc. this gave me the precious seconds i needed to get back on maldonado. had you clocked me i might have set a new world record for the 100 meter dash.
another taxi was coming down maldonado oblivious to what was going on. his timing could not have been better. ran across the divider on this road, i hailed him, quickly entered the cab and told the driver in spanish “go! go! quickly! quickly!” he no doubt thought some punks were after me. good thing he didn’t realize it was other taxi drivers!
strangely enough no one followed us. did they see me enter the taxi? did the dividers in the roads block their access for a quick follow? i don’t know. but i made gringolandia safely enough. thanked the guy profusely.
it appears i won’t be going back to noches de paris and blondys anytime soon. good thing they are not my fave clubs in south quito. in retrospect i should have just paid him the stupid $4 the other day but it is too late to change now. the only potential problem i have in future is he hangs out in front of the south bus terminal, exactly where i usually change buses. hmmm, i will have to bail one or two stations earlier to catch a “sto tomas” bus for la luna in the future. still, it is now a greater risk for me to travel through this area.
in gringolandia i sat on the balcony of my hotel, looking to see if anyone had followed me. doesn`t appear so. then a kid i met a couple weeks back says hi. francisco, an ex-new yorker. did a year’s time in prison and was deported. he’s a crackhead. joined me on the balcony for a bit, him lighting up. then this negrita crackhead shows up.
error number 3 coming up.
ten large beers for the night. i was wrecked. still wanting a third fuck i made a trade, she gets some of her smoke and i get her pussy. she agreed. francisco ran and made a buy. in my hotel room she lights up, the stink of ‘base’ permeating my room. gah! you think i could get her to open her legs?! sheesh. crack, ‘base’, whatever it is, is some evil shit, man. in retrospect i am really glad i didn’t fuck her. she wasn’t that good looking.
i asked her to leave. she wouldn’t without a $20 bill. i refused. this continued on for some 10 to 15 minutes. she’s throwing fits, trying to intimidate me. going through my stuff to find some cash. i had buried all the contents of my money belt in my backpack earlier (and locked it), leaving only some $10 or $20 in my money belt, which was on the floor. she grabbed it. i wrestled with her, trying to get it back. finally i just got pissed off and starting forcefully hauling her down the stairs, towards the door. she was yelling “policia! policia!” like the stupid crackhead she is. finally, concerned the owners of the casa would come out to see what the hell is going on, i let her have the money belt and she ran out the door. thank fuck. good riddance. i needed a new money belt anyways.
hit the sack. woke this morning to the stench of chemical smoke. yech. seems like i can’t wash enough to cleanse myself.
sure do love watching the two minute video of samira, though. hot damn.
i am going to take a break from south quito for a couple/few days. i need a rest, big time. clear my head. get grounded again.
maybe i will hit some of the central clubs on friday and/or saturday. it’s been a week since i’ve done the rounds here, perhaps some new talent has shown up. like friky00’s mention of 138 bolivia.
[b][u]editor's note[/u]:[/b] [blue]i certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the reports of distinction thread.[/blue]