Going to tell a story about a woman I met in Tijuana. The story has amazing sex in it. Some of the best I have had since Thailand. It also has a few lessons for those of you less than experienced in mongering.

It’s a long one so strap in.

Dancing Queen

Was harmless enough. Myself and krico wandered into Tropical Bar to see what was brewing over there. We managed to get a table behind the speakers playing Nortena and Banda at 11 but a great view of the dance floor.

We were both enthralled with this girl in a normal, almost Sunday dinner type dress dancing with some Latino. I was also enthralled by this older woman dancing by herself. She too wasn’t in hooker wear. Nice dress that showed off her body but nothing slutty.

The way her hips moved and the way she smiled enthralled me. I could not help it. She just moved so sensually.

I just kept watching her while making small talk to krico.

Do You Want A Drink

Eventually the music ended and she had noticed I was staring at her. Considering the environment it wasn’t a shock she came over and approached me and sat down.

To my surprise she spoke perfect English. She never even opened up with Spanish. She assumed my gringo self could not speak Spanish so I just went along.

She was sweaty from dancing and was using every available napkin to wipe to sweat off her brow. I offered her a drink and she accepted.

We started to chat with krico eventually reaching over to grab a feel of her tits. I guess other men would be jealous. Me? I took it as an opportunity to look down her dress and catch a peek. Those tits looked good.

Flirting continued between the 3 of us. She eventually asked me if I could speak Spanish and I acknowledged I understood far more than I could properly answer. She spoke to me beyond some simple what’s your name and seemed surprised I could reply back in English to her question.

I’m weird that way. Understand you no problem. Answer you? I’ll sound like a mentally challenged child.

Teach Me To Dance

We eventually entered into the flirtatious let’s negotiate stage of the monger/provider relationship. Instead of just blatantly asking how much to fuck I figured I keep the flirting going.

I asked her to teach me how to dance.

Pointing out that I’m a gringo with little rhythm I needed private dance lessons. So could we go to the room to do so.

She smiled and said of course! It was going to be $50.

Waiting For Lessons

My MILF instructor wanted to change out of her clothes before going upstairs. I agreed to wait for her while she went into the changing room.

First warning flag. This should have taken no more than 5 minutes at most.

During the wait krico started to molest a waitress he had fucked before. Sharing is caring in mongering so krico let me look at her nice little tits. In Tijuana, if it’s a woman working in a bar she’s fucking.

Eventually my dick started to deflate and I got impatient for my dancing lessons. Finally krico asked his waitress what was going on. The answer that was relayed back from a waiter was she was still changing.

It was about the time I was about to eject that my MILF returned.

Up To The Room

The MILF was in a sexy new dress that showed off her spectacular body. Her tits were firm and she was looking good. We went to the hotel, flashed my Hong Kong VIP card and into the room we went.

One of the interesting things she kept doing was telling me how I treated everyone like shit. These were all people holding out their hand for tips when they did fuck all for it. Just petty scams common to Zona Norte. You fall for them you are weak and a target.

We walk into the room with her lecturing me. I just ignored her.

Let The Lessons Begin

Finally get into the room and we start to get naked. Holy shit she had a body built for sin. I asked her about her age and she was 38. Had a 20 year old son. Even whipped out her passport, Acapulco and Tijuana drivers licenses. She had even given me her real name – not that I remember.

She headed for the shower and invited me in with her. It started in there. Scrubbing me down and paying attention to my dick. I returned the favor and when it came time to wash her back her ass was strategically placed on my dick.

Slipping my dick lower I was rubbing outside her pussy when she reached down and just slipped it inside her. God damn it was nice and so unexpected. We just started to fuck right then and there. Trying to build a rhythm up in the confined shower.

Giving up we moved to the bed.

It’s On

There was no drying off. There was no nothing. She slumped into the bed and spread her legs and told me to start fucking her. While missionary isn’t my favorite why ruin the moment?

I fucked her a good 10 minutes that way. Just prolonging the feeling of having such a passionate partner beneath me. She had cum at least once or was a hell of an actress. Feeling my muscles starting to give I suggested cowgirl.

She didn’t climb on cowgirl. Instead she went reserve.

Her glorious ass was just bouncing up and down. She moved forward in such a way that it just gripped my dick along the shaft just stopping before it slipped out. The sensation was intense. I could feel the buildup in my balls and the main event was coming.

When I bareback a girl I make sure they know it’s coming. I leave it their choice where the load goes. With a vasectomy I really don’t care anymore. So when it was time she just kept riding and I blew my load inside her.

She leaned back on to me. I felt my dick slip out of her as her body became prone. We shared a lingering kiss.

Let The Games Begin

Men are weak after sex. There are hormones flooding your brain. Your natural instinct is to protect your mate and keep her happy since she may be carrying your demon seed to keep the species going.

Good thing I can crush those feelings with but a thought.

We laid there basking in the afterglow of sex. After waiting the appropriate time she started with I want to stay with you all night. It was still fairly early and I wanted to hang out with krico. So no.

Sex was great but I don’t want baggage all night long that I have to pay for.

Tacos Please

Showering together again with her accidently slipping my dick back inside of her. She was tempting me with the all night offer again. While amazing sex I’m not weak.

Starting to get dressed she told me she wanted a taco and could I go get one for her. I knew this for what it was. Manipulation to see if she could get me to do what she wanted. While it may be a simple request it meant that I had to walk my ass over, pay for it and walk it back to her in the bar. She would be showing off to everyone who was in control.

Think I read too much into this? Not on your life.

Mongering is about power. Mongers control the money and women control the pussy. It’s always a battle of wills when it comes to women who are used to manipulating men into parting with their money to fuck them. Something they give up to their boyfriends for free. We are viewed as the weak and stupid because we can’t get it for free.

Water Seems Fair

Tacos were now off the table. She knew I wasn’t going to budge on them but kept trying anyways. I respected that but I wasn’t going to do it.

She was thirsty so I agreed to buy a bottle of water for her. Way cheaper in the hotel then in the bar and she didn’t make any money off it. So as we left the room I told her to get her water. She was already walking out having forgotten about it.

Of course she selected the most expensive bottle. I actually like the stuff because it keeps you hydrated. Seeing how I have bought it for myself and would do so again I had no problems paying for it.

One More Try

Outside of the hotel she tried once more to get me to buy her a taco. Told her to get a masero to buy one for her. Her response was it would cost her money to send one. You can now seem some of the logic behind the power struggle.

Having lost the battle for the taco she made a pitch for her to come out drinking with me and krico. Knowing it was going to cost me money and with a likely zero return on my investment I passed again.

She promised me the world and kept pushing. Trying to manipulate me into it. When I got tired of the story I just said goodbye and headed toward the bar krico was in.

Return Of The MILF

It was the next night that I was bar hopping with krico enjoying the Zona Norte for all it was worth. I had fucked during the day and was looking for my second nut.

Later in the night krico bailed to go and do a girl and I was left to my own devices but getting tired. Why not return to the Tropical Bar and see if the MILF was there?

It didn’t take long for her to find me and she sat down next to me and gave me a passionate kiss. She immediately started in with I want to go to your room.

This seemed like a brilliant idea because I was tired and why not fuck in the comfort of my own room. She could not leave the hotel without me giving my blessing so theft wasn’t an issue.

There was a problem. Paying the bar to take her out. The greedy fucks would start with $200 and then go down from there. I didn’t want to fuck her bad enough and I suspected she was freelancing anyways. Working there to make some money but not staff other than following the drink rules.

Let’s Go

Stating the obvious to her that I wasn’t paying the bar she agreed quickly. She was going to take care of it and go and talk to the manager and off she went.

I waited for her and she returned with her bag and jacket and said all was taken care. This took about 10 minutes.

Together we head towards the door and security stops us. Where are you going? To the room. She is leaving with you and you didn’t pay the bar.

Oh! I see where this is going from a mile away.

Leaning into her I whisper in her ear that I thought all was taken care of.

The milf started to rapid fire Spanish to the guard. The problem was she wasn’t saying the right words. Assuming I could not follow along. The was a back and forth and we were standing there for 5 minutes. The security guy talking into the radio and each time shaking his head no with each response.

Getting bored I told her you have till the count of 10 to make a choice. At zero I walk.

Walk All Over You

Slow counting down. In Spanish. I reached zero.

I kissed her on the side of the cheek and walked away. Never looked back. Crossed the street and headed towards another bar.

Lessons To Be Learned

Long read but there are lessons to be learned here.

Mongers get manipulated all the time. If you want to succeed in the mongering lifestyle you need to be something of a righteous bastard.

Providers job is to extract as much money from you as possible. She isn’t selling her body for fun and sexual gratification. She’s selling it to make money. Nothing more. If you think otherwise just please sign over you bank account to me so I can use it.

Dear reader you might think the taco thing wasn’t a big deal. I explained that if I did it and brought it into the bar I would be viewed as a weak target by everyone in there. Only a fool would run an errand for a prostitute. It was a power trip and nothing more. She would have shown her control over me.

Constant requests to take her out drinking and back to the room where another sign of manipulation.

If I would have done that odds are she would have drank herself stupid on expensive shit. Bought drinks for other girls and had a good time. All on my money. She is showing off to all that she had some loser wrapped around her finger. Look everyone! How stupid is he that he is paying for all this and then me to fuck him! Isn’t he pathetic!

For those of you that think taking your “girl” out to see her friends and pay for everything is fun. Hate to break it to you. You are just a chump that is being used. She has her own money. Remember? You paid to fuck her. If they are her friends she pays for them herself.

Final bit was the no barfine let’s leave together it’s all taken care of.

I was prepared to take her to the room that night. I wasn’t prepared to pay for her bar.

The game with security and being stopped was meant to make me lose patience and think with my dick. I would agree to pay just to get on with the sex with her. Clearly I wanted her and I’m just a monger so I would pay.

My advice is if you agree to something stick to it. If you change your position and cave into the demands you are again perceived to be weak. Just another sucker thinking with his dick instead of his brains.

Don’t Be Manipulated

It doesn’t matter how beautiful she is. How great the sex is. Do not let yourself be manipulated by a provider.

You need to be in control all the time. The minute you lose it is the minute the provider loses what little respect she has for you. She will do everything she can to maintain the power in the relationship with the intent of extracting as much money as possible out of you.

The story of the MILF Manipulator is a mongering lesson. Remember it.

Spanky