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Mexican Adventure My latest girlfriend, Vicky, is a vivacious, buxom bombshell that loves life, not to mention outrageous flirting, sex in all forms and, on occasion, also tequila chasers. I am very happy to be the envy of my friends and family. Whilst I do enjoy a drink now and then and also have a good sense of humor, unlike my busty lady, I am skinny and taller by just an inch at five foot seven inches. We get on extremely well... We have been together almost six months now and had just moved in together. Vicky is also not so fussy about our apartment; I am not the tidiest of men and Vicky too has a very easy going attitude. We were well suited to each other. We had been talking about a short vacation and Vicky suggested a week in Mazatl?n, a well-known coastal resort on the western edge of Mexico. It was ok for me and we settled on a week four weeks away. The four weeks passed quickly and soon we were packing for our trip. Vicky just threw some of her outfits for beach, daytime and evening. I packed shorts, T Shirts and some slacks and some shirts. The flight was on time and some hours later we left the cool of the Mid West for the heat of Mexico. Our hotel was quite new, along the main Drag with great views of the ocean. Our room was large, full of light with great ocean vistas. Since Vicky spoke perfect Spanish, navigating around and getting things done was simpler. Added to the language were the way she showed her body in skimpy outfits and a winning smile ensured there were no problems. As we entered our room and sorted out the few items, Vicky jumped me. She gave me a deep kiss with her tongue in my throat. Her hands were all over me reaching down into my shorts. I was not far behind and untied the straps at her neck and let her dress fall to the floor. It didn't take long for us to get into a 69 position crossways on the bed. Vicky was a raging tigress in heat. I couldn't and didn't last long and blew my load down her throat of course my tongue was busy diving deep into her slit. She had multiple orgasms and in doing so sucked so hard that I thought she was trying separate my cock from my body. We both came down and we must have dozed off. When I woke up a little later the tip of my cock was still in her mouth. If this was the start of our vacation, I didn't know how it could go better. We woke up hungry, showered and went out for dinner. Had to get my energy back for later. I saw many touts invite us into their so-called tequilerias, where we could taste a great variety of tequilas. From cheap and coarse stuff to the smooth tequila of great Agave. Vicky was in a good mood and we explored shots at two locations. By the time we got to dinner we were feeling no pain. Of course we had Margaritas and then red wine. By the time dinner was finished, we were a little unsteady. We had our arms around each other as we walked the promenade and the variety of nightlife. We avoided the temptation for more tequila. The streets were quite busy. As we stopped at a crossing, we were approached by a very attractive girl, probably in her early twenties. She had a very small waist, huge bosom and was perched on narrow 5" heels. Her long hair flowed in the breeze. Her mouth was full-lipped and painted with a fiery red. Heavy dark eyelashes and heavily drawn eyebrows stood out in her face. She could only have one calling: prostitution. I was surprised she approached us with Vicky hanging on to me. They spoke in Spanish which I couldn't understand. After a few minutes they both laughed and we walked on. The girl gave Vicky s brightly printed card. "What was that?" I asked Vicky. She laughed. "Well she wanted to start the night right. She said she could show me how to suck your cock such that your shoe laces would stand up. I told her we had already done that today." I laughed. "Yes we did and it felt great." I kissed her. "I am surprised she approached us with you on my arm." "Well, there are some women who wouldn't mind another girl using her mouth to give the lady a rest. Would you prefer her mouth?" "You're joking right? I love your mouth on me." And I did. "Right answer, Mister," she said and stopped to give me a lingering kiss. We walked a little further and accosted again. This was a very shapely blonde with the huge bosom. She was well proportioned and swayed easily on the skyscrapers. She was standing right outside a bar and must have been part of the establishment as she invited us in for a drink. Her name was Dolores and she spoke English very well. It seemed she had lived in the USA till her teenage years and then moved here. We talked about our holiday and I saw just gleaming white teeth and a huge bosom. We sat at a sidewalk table and before we knew it there was tequila on the table. We sipped it. This was quite nice. Dolores took out a pack of cigarettes and offered us one. I don't smoke. But Vicky took one. I had never seen her smoke before. She didn't inhale but blew out smoke as if savoring it. She seemed to like it. I had something else I thought she could put in her mouth. As we watched the people pass by we saw a lot of women, sometimes alone, sometimes with another. All were dressed to the nines and seemed to observe passersby and pick on men. I assumed they were hookers plying their trade. I was surprised it was done so openly. Also that it didn't matter if the men were in the company of women. Some men walked away with the ladies on their arm, yet others laughed and walked on. It seemed very open and understanding. "How much does a hooker charge?" I asked Dolores. I had drunk a fair amount now and was less inhibited. Truly I was just curious. "How much for what?" she asked taking a deep drag. "As you know, there are many ways they could pleasure you." Vicky was looking at me curiously but she remained silent, concentrating on taking a deep drag on her cigarette without choking. "I don't know. Let's say a BJ." It seemed an easy question. "Well, do you mean in her hotel or yours? They all have rooms they rent cheaply." Dolores was looking at me more intently. "It doesn't matter, say in my hotel." I wanted to find out the price of things. "Well, will it be just you or is the lady here going to participate?" Dolores was quite serious with her question. Vicky took a drag on her cigarette and stubbed it out. "Well, answers Dolores," she said. "Would I be there or do you want to be sucked off alone." I thought I noticed a dangerous tone in her voice. "Well, seeing as I have never had that experience, let's say Vicky will be there too." I looked at Vicky to see if she appreciated the answer. "So will she be just looking or also looking to participate?" Dolores was serious. "You know some ladies just like their man to be happy without doing any work so they like to watch. Others, well they like to help out, maybe even learn something." "Well," I said, "I think there is nothing for Vicky to learn. She knows how to please. But maybe I would like her to be there with me - if she wants of course." "OK, I think I can arrange that for you for $ 100. Nice girl, big tits, but no other sex. Just to suck you. OK?" Dolores lit another cigarette and offered it to Vicky again. She accepted again and I watched the smoke rise from her first drag. "No, no I don't want you to do anything. I was just curious. How about to fuck?" More tequila and I was losing my inhibitions. Dolores asked me the same series of questions. I would like Vicky to watch. There was no way I could say anything else with Vicky present. "I think $ 200 and if you want she can also pleasure Vicky. No extra charge." Dolores was getting serious. I wondered if she was a pimp. "Sam, I have many friends here that I can call. They would be happy to take care of you. Before I bought a part of this bar, I used to manage some girls. They were the best at anything. So I know what I am talking about. I would be happy to arrange this for a new friend." Dolores said something to Vicky in Spanish and they laughed again. Vicky didn't say anything. She sat quietly smoking her cigarette. A rapid conversation took place in Spanish. There was much laughter and I couldn't help but laugh too. I didn't understand a word but they seemed in good humor so why not join in? We had consumed quite a lot of tequila by then and I thought we should head back. Vicky agreed and I left the notes on the table. It seemed that Dolores and Vicky had hit it off as they kissed on the cheek and I heard the words "hasta manana." I didn't understand Spanish but everybody knew manana meant tomorrow. I held on to Vicky as we parted. I kissed Vicky, noticing the smoke on her breath. "I didn't know you smoked," I said to her. "Well, as you saw, sometimes I do. So what about you and hookers? You really want a BJ from a hooker?" She was looking at me directly. "No way, baby, you know you're the best. Remember this afternoon? Why would I want some cheap hooker?" I was quite sure that Vicky could not be beat at BJs. "Oh I remember. But you seemed very interested in hookers. Maybe you should get one and see how they do it. Maybe have a BJ contest." It sounded funny but her voice told me something else. "No, I don't think so. You're enough for me." I gave her a tight squeeze. "So what if I refuse to blow you for the rest of this trip. Will you then want a BJ from a hooker?" Vicky was driving it home to me. I should have kept my mouth shut. "Or maybe no sex of any kind. What would you do then?" "Baby, you're not that cruel. Besides, you enjoy it too. So let's not go there. I am sorry I started the conversation." "Maybe I should be cruel. But you're right. I am not that kind. Yes, I enjoy it too. Having your cock in mouth is a great turn on." Vicky was trying to make up for it and I was glad to hear that. "I invited Dolores to come up for a coffee tomorrow afternoon." "So what were you and Dolores talking about in Spanish?" I asked curiously. I was surprised at the open conversation that had taken place with Dolly. "Oh, nothing. She was just asking if you had a big dick." I heard the laughter in Vicky's voice. "So what did you answer?" "Oh I just said your tongue was longer and thicker than your dick. What was I supposed to say?" "What? What does that mean," I asked. "You never complained before." "That's true. But that is because I can accommodate your dick in my mouth quite well and you don't scratch my throat. But you also know how to use your tongue and you know how to bring me off." Vicky knew that after bringing her to orgasm with my mouth, I would enter her and cum in a few minutes. More often than not I would cum in her mouth first and then have to get hard again before I could penetrate her. We were at the hotel. I got the room key. We were in the lift a few seconds before I grabbed Vicky and thrust my tongue down her throat. All that talk had made me hot. We entered our bedroom and our clothes flew off. We were on the bed in the same position as earlier with my cock in her mouth. My tongue was lapping at her juices and she was flowing copiously. Of course it didn't take too long for us both to explode. As usual Vicky drained me. She then came up to me and kissed me hard, tongue to tongue. She hadn't swallowed this time and we swapped cum until our lips were sore. Vicky did this sometimes and I was used to my taste. We fell asleep as we were, naked and intertwined. I woke up to find her mouth on my cock again. It took a little longer but I got hard. She slid down and sat on my cock, moving up and down slowly, then faster, and it took some time for us both to reach orgasm. I was well and truly drained and needed time to recover. It was after 10 am now and the sun was streaming through. We showered and went down for some breakfast. I was hungry and wolfed down the food. Vicky too seemed to have gotten a hearty appetite. "Dolores will come around two pm," Vicky said. "I remember," I said. "So what are we going to do with her?" "We are not doing anything," Vicky said. "Dolores is going to show me some shops. So I suggest you take a swim and then a nap. We should go out tonight and party. There is a bar called Senor Frog that I heard is great." "Works for me," I said secretly hoping that Dolores might be coming with us. I couldn't say anything of course. We waited in the lobby. Dolores was quite punctual. Vicky and Dolores greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek. I only got a handshake. There was a rapid burst of Spanish and much laughter. I wish I could have understood them. "Sam, we're off. It seems Dolores has arranged a special treat for us. The only question she asks is if you are ready to have fun tonight. Well, are you?" Vicky was smiling. "What does that mean?" I asked. "You know we're on vacation so I am ready. But it does seem a little strange, don't you think? Dolores, can you tell us more?" "Well, Sam, it seems there is a party tonight, like a costume party. So I thought it might be fun for you guys. This kind of party happens almost every week, depending on whom you know. Are you up to it?" Dolores gave Vicky a big smile. "By the way, if you agree and go along, I promised Vicky that we three would have a very good time." She gave me a big wink. Did it mean what I thought? What the hell, I was on holiday. "Sure, count me in." I gave Vicky a brief kiss, grabbed my towel and flip-flopped to the pool. They'd be gone a few hours I knew. I swam a few laps, dozed in the lounge chairs and decided I needed a real nap and went upstairs. They weren't back yet. I lay down on the bed in my shorts and fell asleep. The laughter woke me up. Dolores and Vicky were back, babbling in Spanish, several bags in their hands. They saw me lying on the bed. Vicky came over, lay herself across me and kissed me hard, her tongue snaking in and out. At the same time, I felt my shorts coming down and a warm mouth engulfed me. I was attacked at both ends. One hand was pinned below Vicky so with the other I tried to stroke her. She kept her legs tight not giving me any access. Meanwhile I was being blown with a mouth that could bring a dead man to life. Vicky was great but this technique to suck from root to tip in a slow movement got me to boiling point. Still tired from the previous day, it didn't take too long for me to erupt into Dolores's mouth. It was incredible. Vicky stopped kissing me and turned to Dolores. She was waiting and began to kiss Vicky hard. I assume that my cum was shared in that passionate kiss. It was a pity as I don't think I had that much left in me. If I was not so drained, the sight of these two beauties at it would have forced another erection. I had not heard Vicky say she was interested in girl on girl action. But it was a sight to behold. "That was a thanks in advance for agreeing to go to our party," Vicky said. "Did you like it? There will definitely be action later. I need some action too." "Oh God, that was incredible. I can't wait but you have to give me some time to recover." I was feeling good. "Well, we have time; let's go take a shower together." Vicky and I have never done this and I was looking forward to a hot soapy session. We got into the shower and I noticed Vicky had a plastic glove in one hand. She took some lotion and put it into the glove and rubbed it all over my body. She put the bottle down, gave my flaccid cock a kiss and began rubbing my body with the gloved hand. I didn't notice till later but when she was done all my body hair was gone except for a small patch down there but my cock was still soft. "Hey, what's going on?" I asked "We need you smooth for the costumes," Vicky replied with a smile and a kiss on my lips. Through the water of the shower her kiss was a new experience. "So what are we going as?" I was curious what she had in mind. "You'll see soon," she said, "but I think you'll like it. Dolores and I will also be dressed sexily." I had no idea what she meant. But if I was to attend a big party with two attractive girls on my arm, this would boost my image and ego - and perhaps even give rise to my cock. "Remember your promise. You have to do everything we say. When we come back, we'll do anything you say. And who knows, you might be allowed into places you wanted to enter, but couldn't till now." She kissed me again, turned around and showed me her behind. Did she mean what I thought? A little backdoor action? We had never tried that although I had suggested it several times. It was my lucky day. Shower over, I was nude and we toweled ourselves dry. She wrapped the towel over her breasts and led me by my cock into the bedroom. Dolores had a mass of clothing on the bed. She had already changed into a dress, if you can call it that. It was bright green, very low cut with the nipple bulging millimeters from the neckline. A gust of wind could probably expose the nipple if the dress wasn't so tight. It was also very short and exposed her stocking tops. She was wearing very high heels that must have been at least five inches. Her face was devoid of makeup. A total contrast to her outfit, but I was sure she would be all done up. Her big breasts made a huge bulge in the dress. "So here is some stuff I laid out for Sam. Let's get started. We have yet to finish and also do our makeup." Dolores pointed to some stuff on the bed. I didn't see any pants or shirts. "So, what do I start with?" I asked them both. "Here, let me help whilst Dolly does her face." Vicky held out some flimsy garment for me to step into "What's this?" I asked. "It won't fit me." "You'll see. Just step into it. Here hold on to me." Vicky inserted one leg, then the other into a mini panty. I learned that this is called a thong. I had seen pictures but never been near one. Vicky pulled up the thong, grabbed my penis and pulled it back sharply. She drew the thing up and it hugged my hips with the bottom part straining between my cheeks. I couldn't see the bulge of my cock. It was soft but it would grow. "So what are these outfits?" I asked. "What are going as? Dolly over there looks like one of the street walkers." "Bingo," Vicky replied. "We are going to be the three hottest hookers on the streets tonight. Wait and see." "What?" I shrieked. "I'm not going as a hooker. I didn't promise that!" "Well, Sam, it's either be a hooker or Dolly and I will ensure that you will have 6 miserable days of a vacation. Get it? Now, be a good boy and humor us. We'll have a great time and as we promised, Dolly and I will make sure you have the best time of your life tonight. OK?" "But what of something goes wrong? You know, someone finds out. I'll be in trouble." I was whining not sure how to get out of this agreement. "Oh, come on Sammi that is BS." Vicki was using her persuasive voice now. "First, Dolly and I are going to be with you and we'll take good care of you. Secondly, you are in Mexico, miles away from home. Who is going to recognize you? And lastly, don't you want to see Dolly and me taking care of you later?" I was beaten, scared as hell. But I also was a little excited at playing this out far from home. But I couldn't admit that to Vicky. I let them tie a corset on me that brought my 32" waist down by several inches and producing a feminine curve. Next came the stockings. These were red in color with a net pattern and then attached to the tabs on the corset. The stockings looked and felt good on my denuded legs. My little guy was sleeping between my cheeks and probably wouldn't rise for a little while. A matching red bra with tassels was then attached. Once they placed some foam inserts, the bra looked huge with very pointed nipples. They tucked the inserts in so that they were hidden from sight. A frilly panty, red of course, was last up over the stockings and thong. It seemed I was going to be the focal point of our trio. They pulled out a red dress that hugged my figure and was tied around the neck. I stepped into the dress in my stockinged feet and moved my hips to allow them to pull up the dress, the shoulder straps were wide enough to hide the bra straps underneath. The dress was made from some organza material, had rows of short tassels hanging down. The square neckline was high enough to cover the bra but the massive size of the bust with the pointed nipples were very prominent. I was committed now and had to endure this. I had to get into a frame of mind where I could enjoy this. It would be a good laugh afterwards. Vicky brought out a pair of heels. She had my male size and I guess converted it to female. Thank God the heel was lower, maybe 3 "and she fitted the shoes onto my feet. They were a little tight but I could manage. It took a little time to find my balance and I hung on to Vicky. "Walk a little, one foot in front of the other. You'll get your balance quickly enough." Vicky let go of me and I walked a few unsteady steps. It got a little easier and in a few minutes I was feeling the balance. The shoes still hurt, but it would ease soon enough. In the meantime, Dolly had painted her face. This was a hooker look straight from the streets. Everything was overdone and exaggerated. Her brows were darkened and heavy black liner surrounded her eyes. Massive black lashes were glued on. Rouge was applied to her cheekbones in a not so subtle manner. Ruby red lips, outlined in black pencil, completed the look. I wondered if I was going to look like that too. "Sammi, sit here and let Dolly make you up. I've got to get dressed." Vicky still had the towel around her. And I was now Sammi. Was it a baptism by fire I wondered? Dolly started on my face. I was watching in the large mirror over the dresser. First she applied some kind of moisturizer to my face and neck. I am not sure what she had in her hand, but she applied it to my eyebrows. They were now flat against my skin. She applied many layers. Then came a heavy layer of foundation. She plastered it on even covering my eyebrows. It looked funny to see my face without eyebrows. But I could see my face changing a great deal to what I was used to. Next came the eyebrows painted on. Quite thick in the center arching high and tapering down. I thought it might look like a clown against the foundation. But plenty of pink and grey eyeshadow later, right up to the higher brow line with thick lines around my eyes my hooker face was taking shape. The false eyelashes were as big as Dolly's. She applied many layers of mascara that the lids felt heavy. Lots of rouge of course. It wasn't discreet, applied in a wide band up my cheekbones. The black pencil outlined my mouth in an exaggerated bow and then fire engine red lipstick. I think she applied about 4 layers. Then another 4 layers of a thick gloss. My lips felt full and sticky. For the final touches I had a set of large red hoop earrings clipped on. She attached some glue on nails of the same fire red color. I didn't think about getting those nails off in the morning. Some rings with large decorative stones. Sammi, the hooker, was ready. One final thing: hair. Dolly brought out a red haired wig which she pulled on my head. It was of medium length and she tugged and pinned it to my medium hair. She brushed it many times and probably applied a full can of spray to keep it in place. I was ready and stood up. I could see the outline of the big breasts through those massive lashes. What would people think? "I think your clients would love you, Sammi," Vicky said looking at the finished product. She was also fully dressed and heavily made up. Dolly had the bright green dress, Vicky was in gold and I had the bright red. From lipstick color to heavy lashes, we looked like three cheap streetwalkers. That is the look they were going for. I was glad we were thousands of miles away from home. Although I admit my own mother would not have recognized her son under the powder and paint. Dolly brought out a purse with a long strap. I saw her put some Dollars, the red lipstick, mascara, Kleenex tissues and condoms. "You never know you might need them," she said. I thought I would be lucky to find a girl who wanted to be fucked by a painted man in a dress. I wasn't thinking right. Dressed as I was it would be a man who would want to fuck me or have me suck him off. But you never knew. It was only later that I realized that I might need the condoms if some man were to pounce on me. Both girls appeared to have purses to match their dresses and I guess filled with the same stuff. It was almost 7 pm. We took the elevator down, arm in arm, and went through the lobby. All heads, male and female, turned to look at us. I was glad that Dolly and Vicky were with me so I didn't stand out too much. We all stood out equally. All three of us, arms linked swung our hips down the street. First stop was Dolly's tequilerias. There was a sidewalk table available. Dolly, took out her cigarette and lit up and kept the cigarette in her mouth and handed the pack to Vicky. She took one, lit up, blew a cloud of smoke and put it in my mouth. I have never smoked. I had taken a puff or two but never a whole cigarette. "Keep it in your mouth, like Dolly," Vicky said as she took out another and lit it. . I had a hard time keeping the cigarette in my mouth. Ash just fell, missing the jutting objects on my chest. I stubbed it out as soon as I got to the butt. The others had already finished theirs by taking drags. Dolly ordered tequila with beer and some small appetizers. I was grateful for that. I didn't want to get drunk. I realized that I was sitting there drinking like a cheap hooker and recalled the conversation of last night with Dolly. I wondered if I could get those prices. As we sat there on the sidewalk, we attracted many looks. I felt very self-conscious. I kept pulling my dress down as it had ridden up when I sat. I could probably pass at a distance, but close up I was sure I would be read. No matter that the others were dressed and painted as I, they could pass muster. I would be a man in a dress. "So do you think you could get those prices Dolly mentioned?" Vicky was smiling as she asked me the question. "It's not funny, you know. I feeling funny sitting here dressed like this." I didn't like the joke. "Cheer up. All these ladies make their money this way. It's a job. Besides, you're dressed for a party so lighten up and enjoy yourself. Enjoy your Sammi side." Vicky took another cigarette and lit up. She held the pack to me, I declined. She appeared happy to blow smoke in my face. We ate our appetizers and drank more tequila. Two guys stopped and spoke in Spanish to Dolly. There were words exchanged and some laughter. I felt very self-conscious. The men left in bouts of laughter. "What's up?" I asked thinking maybe they were talking about me. "They were offering to take us and show us a good time," Dolly said. "They wanted us to show them a good time for a $100. For three beautiful hookers he needed to pay us $ 600, I said. They suggested that we could blow them for $50 for both and that we needed to go to that hotel if we wanted high priced customers. On the street, we wouldn't get that much. They only had $ 20 between them." I could understand their logic. Sitting here in the fading light, streetwalkers would be in abundance. Another guy spoke to them in Spanish. Even though we were talking in English, he interrupted in Spanish. Another discussion ensued much to the laughter of Dolly and Vicky. It seemed that Vicky was doing the talking now. Again, he left with a smile. "And now what?" I asked Vicky smiled at me, took a deep drag and stubbed out her cigarette. "He offered $ 20 to be blown by you. I said nothing under $ 50. I was correct, right? You wouldn't do it for less." She was laughing. "Vicky, that's not a joke. It's bad enough I am sitting here dressed like a hooker like you guys, but I am not going to give anyone a blowjob. Got it?" I was getting a little angry as not to understand the conversation and their laughter. "Loosen up, babe. So if you were offered a $1000 Dollar fee, would you blow a guy? May be ten minutes of work that means $ 100 per minute. Easy money. Would you do it?" "No way," I insisted. "Not for any amount?" Dolly who had been silent now spoke to Vicky. I could hear the laughter in her voice. I was sure they were talking about me. Why would I want to have a cock in my mouth? "What's the joke?" I asked again. "Speak English please." "We were saying how strange it is. When you are Sam, you would love to have us put your cock in our mouths. We did this and you enjoyed it. But now as Sammi you don't like the idea. We girls love to suck." "Well, I am not a girl." I was quite adamant. "Perhaps you should try it to see how we girls enjoy it," Vicky said. "You've never refused to put your cock in my mouths." She took another cigarette. She appeared to be smoking a lot. "That's different. Sam enjoys Vicky's mouth on his cock. He is a man." I think I had made the point. Vicky took a deep drag, blew out smoke. "So you don't care if I enjoy it or not. You don't always have to reciprocate either. Have you asked yourself what I get out it?" I was stumped. Admittedly, I was only focused on my pleasure and not hers. She had a point. I didn't want this to continue as I couldn't win. Dressed as I was, I was vulnerable and would want to have them on my side. "Sorry, Vicky. You know how I feel about that. I enjoy what you do to me. You know I would do anything for you, right?" She needed to know that I was really ready to please her. "Really?" Vicky said. "I might hold you to that later. Let's go party." We all took a last shot of tequila, and stood up. Vicky and Dolly checked their lipstick and I felt compelled to do the same. I touched it up although it appeared that the gloss had protected the coloring. Dolly hailed a cab and we got in. Dolly sat in the front animatedly talking-to the driver in Spanish. Vicky crept nearer to me and her hands wandered up my dress. As I got in, the dress had ridden up exposing my stocking tops and garters. Vicky patted my crotch, but little dickie was still asleep in his tight cocoon. She tugged at my dress and I moved to let her pull it down an inch or two. She leant over and kissed me lightly on the lips. I saw the taxi driver's eyes pop out as he saw two girls in the back seat exchange a kiss. Dolly turned around, saw us and said something to the driver. They both laughed. "Guys, we are going to Pancho's house. He always throws big parties. But I have a few minutes of business with him. He owns my building and wants to increase the rent. I will offer him some incentive to keep the rate low." Dolly was smiling. We knew what she meant with incentive. "Pancho is a business man. He is into drugs, property and also has legitimate businesses. I think he also has some girls who take care of him regularly. I need him to renew the lease at the same rent as today. I don't think he speaks any English." "Remember your promise tonight, and watch how I get out of the car," Vicky said into my ear as we reached our destination. This was an old house, with mature garden and wrought iron gates. Vicky swung her legs out and exited the vehicle. I did the same and pulled down my dress. The pebbled walkway was not easy but it was just a short distance. We heard music and laughter as Dolly knocked on the door. The door swung open and a huge guy with curling moustache opened the door. "Ola Dolly," he said kissing her on the mouth. He had on a white shirt that was made to fit his frame. Several buttons were undone. "Ola Pancho," Dolly said and introduced us. Pancho lent over hugged Vicky and gave her a light kiss on the lips. I was next and not spared the hug nor the kiss on the lips. I was happy it was just a touch on my closed mouth. His curling moustache tickled me a little. There were some people there. All of them well dressed. Didn't see many in costume though. I wondered at that and whispered to Dolly, "I thought this was a costume party." "Just wait, Sammi, the crowds aren't here yet. Pancho is our host and I wanted to be here before it gets too crowded. I have that business to settle with Pancho." Pancho led us in and offered us champagne. I saw that this was expensive stuff and served in crystal glasses. We clinked and took a sip. It was chilled just right and I enjoyed it. I saw Dolly whisper to Pancho and he beckoned for us to follow him. All three of us followed Pancho up a short stairway to a study with sturdy doors. Leather chairs, lots of books a huge TV Screen and a heavy desk took up the room. Pancho sat on the sofa, Dolly sat next to him. Vicky and I sat on individual leather chairs opposite the sofa. Pancho took a cigar from the coffee table humidor and lit it slowly. He was puffing the cigar but looking at Vicky and me. His gaze settled on me and his eyes bore into me. Had he read me? Oh God! I saw Dolly reach for the cigars too and light up. She blew a cloud of smoke and looked closely at the glowing tip. For a moment my mind flipped as I saw a big fat cigar between Dolly's lips. It could have been a cock. She was deep in thought. She broke off and was speaking to Pancho in rapid Spanish. Of course I didn't understand a word. I leant forward and asked Vicky what was going on. She took a sip of her champagne and said," It seems Pancho is the landlord for Dolly's bar. The new contract is coming up for renewal and Pancho wants to increase the rent - it seems by a lot." I could understand that. Dolly's bar was in a prime location on an important street with new hotels and restaurants. Although the premise had seen better days, I was sure that the location would be very lucrative. Tourists seemed to be everywhere. There was another exchange and I thought that Dolly was trying to play up to him. She moved closer, legs touching and stroked his arm. He had that sparkling white shirt and I saw Dolly's red tipped fingers stroke it gently. Their tone was different. Dolly lent forward and I thought she was going to kiss Pancho. He backed off gently and puffed his cigar. His eyes were still on me. A moment of silence and Vicky spoke to Pancho. I just followed their discussion and saw a big smile on Pancho's face. Dolly took a deep puff on the cigar and coughed a little. Vicky and Pancho had another discussion and it seemed that the mood had changed. Dolly was smiling. I was the only one sitting there passively as I didn't understand a word. Vicky turned to me with a smile. "Sammi, we have a little problem here. It seems Dolly can renew her contract with Pancho. Dolly wants to stay in her bar. It is making her a lot of money. Dolly offered Pancho a personal favor if he would close the deal right now." "So what's the problem?" I asked. "Let's leave and give her the room to close the deal." "Well, it's not so simple," Vicky said. "It seems Pancho has his eyes on you. He can have Dolly anytime he wants. It seems he is interested in a hooker like you. He doesn't know you but the way you are dressed shouts 'hooker'." She paused allowing this to sink in. "What?" I hissed, "He wants me to do something for him? Are you nuts? No way am I going to do anything." Vicky turned to Pancho. His face was deadpan. Another exchange rapidly. I saw a troubled look on Vicky's face. She was quiet. Pancho was looking at me a big grin on his face. Dolly spoke to us in English. "Don't worry guys. I can't let you do this for me. I am happy to have new friends but he wants too much." "What exactly does he want?" I asked. "Well, he wants to fuck you. I don't care. I have been used before. But I can't let you guys get involved. Let's go," Dolly stood up, stubbing out her cigar. She had a resigned look on her face and was almost in tears. "Dolly, wait. You said that he wants me, right? Does he know about me?" Maybe it was tequila and champagne talking but I couldn't see Dolly so down. Not after she had given me such a welcome with her mouth earlier. "No, no reason to tell him," she replied. She fumbled in her bag and took out cigarettes. She lit one and Vicky took one too and lit up. I saw their hands tremble. I got this crazy idea. Before I could think hard about it, the words were out of my mouth. "OK. I will suck him off if he signs the contract now but he needs to give you two years of a rent freeze. Just a BJ, nothing more." I was looking at Pancho but talking to Dolly. I saw her eyes grow wide and mouth open in disbelief. Vicky was staring at me in disbelief too. "Are you sure, hon?" Vicky asked. "Dolly does not expect this from you nor me and I don't know if you understand what you are suggesting." "Look, this guy has been staring at me for the last 45 minutes or so. He is probably not going to let us go without a freebie. I am not sure what I am doing but let's finish this and get on to the party. I can't see Dolly cry. But you both better take care of me later." So there I said it. It didn't sound like a fair deal, but I sensed Pancho's fascination with me. "Besides, you guys made me look like a hooker, perhaps I should act like one." Vicky and Dolly moved to a corner of the room and spoke in a low voice. I couldn't understand what they were saying. Pancho was still staring at me with that stupid grin on his face. Vicky and Dolly finished their discussion and came back. A rapid burst of Spanish ensued. I am not sure how it was possible, but his grin grew larger. He was salivating. I hoped Dolly would make my conditions clear as I thought he might turn nasty if he found my boy bits. I was also worried he would try to touch my breasts and notice the foam. It could turn into a disaster. All of that would not be a problem if I knelt in front of him to use my mouth. My other body would be out of reach. Dolly and Vicky had to keep his hands off me. "He agrees," Dolly said. "The pig! I offered to do whatever he wanted but he's got you in his sight. I even offered him my back door. The slimy bastard." "Dolly, can you get him to sign something so I don't do this and he changes his mind?" I was trying to clear my head. Perhaps he wouldn't sign and I could get out of it. Dolly and Pancho spoke again. He was upset and I could hear him raise his voice. But he finally got up and went to his desk. He wrote out a few lines on the paper and signed it. Whilst Dolly was reading it he was taking off his pants. Dolly was OK with the letter and tucked it into her purse. I got up and smoothed out my dress. I was in for it now. Any error on my part and he would discover my true gender. Then I could imagine being torn apart by him. Dolly and Vicky too. I looked at Vicky; I was scared at what I had promised. Only now did I realize what I had said. Vicky stared back at me. "So you want to suck his cock? You'll get your chance to be a hooker. But I am surprised you picked a big guy like Pancho." It sounded funny but her voice showed concern. She knew this could go wrong. "Don't be stupid. I don't want to even if I am dressed like this. I just thought it would help Dolly. That's all. You two had better keep his hands away from my body." I had opened my mouth and put my foot in it. Dolly and she exchanged a quick sentence in Spanish. Pancho had a lecherous grin on his face and was concentrating on me. Dolly nodded. She came over and looked in my purse. She took out the lipstick and applied more layers to my mouth. She then tore open a condom packet and went over to Pancho who stood there with his boxers down to his ankles in that white shirt only. Dolly took my hand and moved me closer to him. Vicky was stroking his cock to get it rising. It was a monster. I guessed about 8" long, thick, dark and uncut. What had I gotten myself into? It was growing and Vicky pulled the condom over his cock and rolled it down; then took my hand and placed it on his cock. The first time I held another man's cock in my hand. I knew how to stroke it from my own experience. I saw my red painted nails wrap around it and began to pump it. Perhaps he would come quickly before I needed to use my mouth. It wasn't going to happen and Vicky positioned me in front of Pancho and pushed down on my shoulders. My face was descending toward his hairy groin. He had quite a bush down there. Pancho was ready to grab my head and force me. Dolly stepped in and kissed him hard. I looked up at them through those long lashes, the tip of his cock in my mouth. Dolly inserted her hand inside his shirt and began playing with his nipples. Of course Pancho lost interest in pushing my head and began to play with Dolly's breasts which were now exposed. She had pulled down her dress an inch and the nipples were exposed. The dress seemed made for that purpose. I brought my face toward Pancho's latex covered cock and then noticed Vicky kneel next to me. "I can't let you do this alone. Massage his balls," she whispered and swallowed the tip of his cock. I grabbed his large balls in my right hand and began to roll them in my hand. I felt the sac tightening. Vicky released the cock from her mouth and brought it to my lips. She rubbed the tip over my lips, as if it were a big lipstick. Slowly she inserted the cock into my mouth. I had to breathe differently, but got used to having that fat tool in my mouth. I went up and down slowly, taking my time to get used to the size of it. I salivated a lot to allow the easier sliding motion over the latex which didn't taste particularly good. I'm not sure how she did it, but I felt Vicky between him and me. Her mouth was inches from mine. She took his balls in her mouth. I could feel the hair on her head rub at my throat. Pancho was fully occupied. His mouth was being attacked by Dolly, his balls by Vicky and I had his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. What more could a man want. I would have come by now. Pancho was hard but appeared a long way off the end. I stroked his cock as I knew how Vicky did to me during her magic BJs. I saw Vicky try to gobble both his balls into her mouth. I increased the stroking and began to suck harder. I could feel it pulsing more strongly and knew he would be erupting soon. Vicky appeared to have swallowed his balls as they had almost disappeared in her mouth. She hadn't done that to me yet. My view of that scene through the massive lashes gave it surreality. I sucked even harder now, my jaws tiring from exercise it had never had before. Vicky noticed this, released his ball sac and appeared to want to alternate sucking with me. It was almost done as we both tried to share his cock. It pulsed strongly into the little plastic pocket. It was erotic to share a cock and kiss at the same time. We let it all erupt and Vicky's mouth met mine as if trying to extract the goo from its little sac. Pancho was done. As were we all. Dolly appeared to have her tongue in Pancho's throat as we disengaged. To be honest it was more erotic than I thought. I was glad of the protection as I didn't know if I would enjoy his goo. Vicky was smiling too. Dolly appeared happy. Pancho had a huge grin on his face. Dolly spoke to Pancho who pulled up his boxers and trousers and buttoned his shirt. He had a spring in his step as he took another cigar and walked to the door. He looked back at us, waved his cigar and said, "Thank you, ladies. That was awesome. Maybe we can meet up again later. I have some friends downstairs that would definitely want to meet all of you." His accent was normal. He duped us understanding every word we had exchanged. Dolly, Vicky and I stared at each other. He had understood every word and had played us. We three hugged tightly. Dolly kissed me deeply on the mouth and whispered "Thank you, Sammi. I won't forget and just wait till later." Then Vicky kissed me hard too and said, "I enjoyed seeing you with a cock in your mouth. Now you know how I feel when your cock is in my mouth. How is it down there, anyway?" She felt down below raising my dress. In spite of the tight confinement, my cock was hard. "Oh," she said, "the little guy liked it." She pulled down my panties and then struggled with my thing. Dolly helped and freed the 'prisoner 'down there. They both knelt down and were alternating in taking it in. Vicki went for my sac whilst Dolly was like a vacuum on my cock. I was in heaven. Between deep kisses, and the mouths of two beautiful women, I didn't last long. I came and they shared my goop. Unlike Pancho's, my goop went down their throats and they kissed each other trying to suck away my cum. They tucked me back in and straightened out my dress. We all reached for our purses and brought out the lipstick to repair the damage. "You know Sammi, for a first time experience you did very well. Maybe you should consider this as a career here," Dolly said. "Dolly, maybe Sammi can help us earn the money we spent on the vacation. What do you think?" Vicky was not being helpful nor funny. We went back to the table and sipped the champagne. It was quite flat by now. But we needed a moment before we went back down. We could hear music from the mariachi band playing and singing down below. Dolly reached for the cigar box and took out a cigar and lit it. Vicky followed suite and blew out smoke. 'What the hell,' I thought and also took a cigar. Vicky lit it for me. I inhaled gently and blew out smoke. I looked at the three painted ladies, sipping old champagne and sucking on cigars and laughed. "What's so funny," Vicky asked amidst a cloud of smoke. "Well, "I said, "sitting here seeing us smoking fat cigars reminds me that we should have tried to blow smoke with Pancho's cigar." They all laughed. I took another light drag. It didn't taste bad, much better than the plastic wrapped cigar we had shared a few minutes earlier. I liked the smell of the cigar but the taste was not something I liked... Dolly and Vicky appeared to like it. As Vicky and Dolly brought their cigars to their lips I had a fleeting vision of the cigars as dark cocks. It was exciting. But I had tasted a cock in my mouth too. We all laughed. Another check of our makeup and we were ready to party. "Sammi, I am really surprised how you look and seem so comfortable in that dress. You look a doll. You really can pass and fool all the people here." Vicky was giving me a compliment. Truthfully, I did feel Ok on the heels and in that dress. I would have liked it an inch longer though. As we were leaving the room, I heard Vicky say to Dolly, "You know Dolly, perhaps we should get Sammi fucked in the arse by Pancho tonight. Maybe you can live 5 years rent free. She looks so ready." "Whaaat?" I said. They laughed. "On second thought, I want to be the first to take this hooker's backdoor virginity." Vicky looked quite serious. Another rapid exchange in Spanish. Vicky looked at me. "Dolly says she has a large strap on I can borrow. Would you like that?" Dolly smiled. "I deal with men and women. It's quite big and will train her hole to take Pancho. You know, Sammi could earn quite a lot here as a foreign hooker." "Noooooo," i said. "That's not happening, No way. I did this to help Dolly." There was another rapid exchange and lots of laughter. "What's the joke now?" I asked "Dolly said with the help of some Mexican doctors you could become a 40 FF breasted hooker with a cock between your legs. We could buy the building in an year. But you may need a crutch to stop yourself falling over though." They laughed wickedly. I didn't like this one bit. Yet I had come a long way in the last 48 hours. I felt my breasts to ensure they were in place, pulled down my dress and descended the stairs with Dolly and Vicky. There were more people, some costumes, loud music and laughter. Some couples were dancing. Who knows where I would end tonight. Vicky and Dolly seemed to want to push Sammi's boundaries. I did think fleetingly how it would look if Vicky wanted me to walk down the main street back home dressed like this. With Vicky I couldn't be sure. But it sure would be fun and she would take care of things down there. I knew this would not be the end of Sammi. All my orifices would get used tonight.