Tale of Two Threesomes (Tijuana)

This is a long read. I get it, but if you don't want to read it, ask for a refund.

Part One . The original plan was to have a threesome with a girl we met at Amnesia named Palace. ATF1 and I were in that club twice, and ATF1 got along with Palace extremely well. (Palace is about 5-foot, with a big ass and big manmades that felt great.) I was actually surprised ATF1 suggested the threesome, as the last time ATF1 suggested a threesome was in 2017 in the club with a friend of her's! I have never pressed for it from anyone, because I am picky about my selections and I am almost always completely satisfied with my solo selection. In the club I asked ATF1 if I could take Palace for a private dance. ATF1 said OK, but no sex. As I stood, she said no BJ either. I just wanted to see what Palace was like in private so I could report my findings on a forum. (I didn’t tell anyone about the forum of course. Rules are rules.) I went there solo the next night to see Palace and have a session with her (sorta breaking ATF1s rule but she wasn’t there to enforce it). Because ATF1 had limited my activities in the club, I was surprised that she later suggested a threesome. . During that first lap dance ($20), Palace lubed my fingers and allowed me to probe both her lower orifices. Never had that happen before. During the ITC solo sex session, Palace was a bit hyper, frequently changing positions. I would just get into something, and she would change positions. I could live with it, as it provided some great views. A few weeks later, it was time for our threesome. . We had planned to have dinner at a nice place, then maybe hit a few clubs, and finally, back to the hotel for the night. I was a little concerned, because we didn’t discuss price with Palace before our meeting, but she was reasonable in the lap dance and our solo session. . Palace decided that she wanted to take us to a movie, so we went to the Galleria. I thought we would check on the movie and the time. Nope. Palace wanted dinner first. I thought we should at least find out what movie and what time we should be in the theater, but nope, Palace decided that we must have dinner first. So off we went to check out the restaurants. . We checked out four restaurants. None were acceptable to Palace. ATF1 said to me, “I don’t think this girl knows what she wants.” She finally settled on an Italian restaurant. The waiter took our orders. Palace doubled up by ordering extra dinners for each of us. I didn’t know this until the food came. I made my protest known, but it didn’t seem to faze Palace and I couldn’t send the food back as it wasn’t their error. ATF1 was getting very upset with Palace overall. We took the extra food to go. . Palace decided that she didn’t want to see a movie, so we instead were going to go to a club and called an Uber. Palace had told the driver to go to Rosarita without telling us anything about it. . Palace later said that she could not go to any of the Zona clubs. (I could only guess why.) I suggested going to Déjà vu, but we somehow ended up in Rosarita. WTF? I told Palace that she could stay in Rosarita if she wanted to, but ATF1 and I were going back to Tijuana. . ATF1 and I traded private messages and agreed that we had to dump Palace. I said that I did not want to tell her until we were in Tijuana, because I didn’t know how Palace would react in the Uber. ATF1 agreed. During the ride, Palace was leaning on me, unusually quiet, and holding my arm. She had to know that something was up. . We ended up in front of Tropica Bar, out of the Uber (1500 pesos later), and the girls got into it. Not in a nice way. The details were lost on me, because of my weak Spanish skills. ATF1 later said she thought Palace was going to get physical. Palace looks to be in excellent physical shape and could do some damage. ATF1 is slight and has been in fights (and won), but she was seriously afraid of getting hurt. I told ATF1 that if it had gotten physical, I would have stepped in. . Palace left in a huff. ATF1 took my phone and (with my permission) deleted all past communication/WhatsApp and blocked Palace. Normally I like keeping old conversations for the memories. Often girls will send me sexy pictures to entice me to meet again, which Palace had done. . ATF1 and I went to Hong Kong for a little bit and then retired to the hotel. We had a great session. ATF1 said she told her best friend (Abby) about our experience and the best friend told her if we wanted a threesome, she would participate. . I actually met Abby a few times over the past eight years. However, at that point I had never sessioned with her. Years after I first met Abby, I found out that Abby is ATF1’s best friend. I was a little concerned about how the encounter might affect their friendship. . Abby is pretty, lean, B-cups, a hot body, no sign of baby damage, she speaks reasonably good English. However, she is not quite my style. A nice person, but in the clubs and before I knew of her relationship with ATF1, I got the Golden Pussy vibe from her. I told ATF1 that I would consider it when I returned in three weeks. . Part Two . One week prior to my return to Tijuana, I told ATF1 that I was coming. She asked if I wanted to have the threesome with Abby. Although hesitant, I agreed to a TLN with both of them for the novelty. After speaking to Abby, ATF1 said that Abby couldn’t get a sitter for the night, so it wasn’t going to happen. I rented my usual downtown hotel room which is limited to housing two people. . Just before arriving in Tijuana, ATF1 messaged me to say that Abby found a sitter and would be able to join us. Fortunately, the hotel knows me well and after a little negotiation and manipulation of the reservation, I got a room that allows four people. . It was about 3:00 when I checked in and messaged ATF1 that I had an appropriate room. She said that they were both in their club and I should come and see them. I should have taken a nap, but duty calls. . I arrived at the club and the girls were doing lap dances in a booth for two mongers. The guys were enthusiastic, but the girls were not. I sat where we could not see each other, as didn’t want to intrude, but I could see if they went upstairs. After (a long) ten minutes, the girls joined me, and we had a drink. Typically, ATF1 does not work the days I visit, but she had been out ill for a while, so I understood why she had to work as much as she could. I hate the idea of sloppy seconds, but Abby said things have been slow and they had not had any arribas in the past few days, so I felt SLIGHTLY better. (I know that it is just my turn, but I have known ATF1 for nine years and heard some stories of her mistreatment, so I cannot get past the idea of someone mistreating that sweet, beautiful woman.) . “I want to suck your dick,” said Abby as we finished our drink. . I replied, “That will happen,” thinking that she was referring to plans for our night together. Nope. The girls immediately took me upstairs to the hotel associated with the bar. I had to pay double, “because you have two girls.” (There is a certain logic to it, as the girls get credits for bringing mongers to the hotel. I do not know how much it is, but if I had paid the single room/girl price, the hotel would have had to pay both girls.) . This would be the first time that I had done more with Abby than buy her a drink in a club. (ATF1 and I had also brought her a to-go dinner at her apartment about a year before and we hung out for a few hours, so it was not like Abby was a total stranger.) I was a little apprehensive, but my fears were allayed.

The girls and I stripped down. Abby started a BJ and ATF1 climbed on my face, offering her nipples for sucking. It was an excellent BJ with no hesitation. The girls worked well as a team. I popped pretty easily and for the rest of the time (which was about 50 minutes as I had tipped the clerk a few dollars) we cuddled together and I chatted, mostly with Abby, who relayed the important points to ATF1 in Spanish. . The girls said that their shift was over at 8:00 and they would be at my hotel as soon as they were changed. At 8:20, the desk called to tell me that they were downstairs. (Apparently, they had to tip the clerk to make the call, because ATF1’s phone was dead, so she could not announce their arrival directly.) Abby has had my contact information off and on in case ATF1 has an emergency, but these girls change phones and numbers so often (in part to ditch clients who harass them) that she no longer had my information. (ATF1 has two phones. One for personal communications and one that she gives that number to other clients. Her personal phone that has my contact information is the one that died of course.) . The girls wanted to have dinner at Pampas, a Brazilian steak house. No problem. I had taken women there a few times, including ATF1, and Abby had never been. Food is good and prices are fair. It is a flat fee of $30 a person plus drinks and desserts. Huge salad bar. The staff is quick to offer slices of various meats. Abby loved it and said that she was going to bring her mother here for her birthday. ATF1 decided to have some desert crepes (200 pesos) that were prepared at the table. Neither of the girls had ever had such an experience with the flaming pan and the like. It was worth 200 pesos for their entertainment. . From there, the girls wanted to check out some of the small clubs in the Zona, such as Gold Palace and Play Boy. Abby said Play Boy was a new club, which was not true. It has been there for decades under the name “Odessa” if I recall correctly, but surprisingly, many of these girls get established in one club for work and do not venture to others. And typically, they would not go in another club without a male companion. . We toured some of the clubs and at about 11:00 it was time to go to the hotel. We got into my favorite cab (the blue and white cabs, on the corner across from Chicago Club.) The driver recognized ATF1 and me, and we introduced Abby, which put a big smile on the old guy’s face as he knew why we three were together. . It was a simple hotel room with two queen beds. I envisioned having to coax Abby to sleep with ATF1 and I in the same bed as it was going to be a little crowded. Turned out that coaxing her to do anything was not necessary. . We all stripped down and got down to business. I was surprised how cooperative the girls were. I wanted to focus primarily on Abby, because the first time is always the best time. (She had given me that BJ during our encounter in the club, but I had yet to bang her, so technically this was our first time.) Abby exceeded expectations. Abby got me ready with a BJ without prompting. Having just had the girls a few hours earlier, I was a little concerned about my performance, but I was supported by Vitamin V. . Abby and I went to pound town while ATF1 presented herself to my fingers and mouth, depending on the position that Abby and I took. Teamwork. I was ready to pop, so the girls laid me out in the middle of the bed and ATF1 finished me with a BJ, taking over from Abby. It was a good session and the girls sandwiched me between them for the night. . During the course of the night, my hands roamed over their girl parts. I woke and decided to pound away on Abby a little more. I knew ATF1 was aware of the activity, but chose to lay passively, as I occasionally reached over and stroked her body. I finished with Abby and we went back to sleep. . In the morning, Abby took over the morning BJ duties without prompting, which was a bit unexpected. ATF1 woke and joined her. It has been a long time since I had a double BJ, so it was a great pleasure. I wanted to take pictures, but Abby would not allow it. . We rested a bit longer, I took the girls to breakfast, then Abby went to work at the club. ATF1 stayed with me and had planned to spend another night with me. I gave Abby cab fare, and ATF1 and I went to do a little shopping and get her phone fixed. . That night, it was just ATF1 and I, a calmer, but none the less satisfying experience. In the morning, after another fun session, ATF1 started my morning with a BJ, then left to work at the club. .