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Bondage & Brandy in Santo Domingo de Pedregal

It’s 1 PM.

I wake up to the sound of my landlord yelling some shit at his kids from outside the apartment.

With a small headache.

I get up and stumble into the bathroom to take a piss.

Before checking my phone – Bianca.

La Mexicana Mestiza.

“hola q tal – nos vemos hoy verdad?”

I respond back to her – “sip a las 6.”

Having met Bianca on a BDSM website for hooking up…

We had set up a meet up today – having never met her before.

But chicks from websites like these are always down to fuck before you even meet them.

Though given they are not as popular in Mexico, they don’t come by as often as you would hope.

Either way, Bianca was…

A nice woman – who goes to church maybe, has cousins she plays with, maybe studies very hard in school or has a solid career even….

Respectable.

A member of the community.

Who also wants a man – or maybe multiple men – to tie her up.

Hit her hard on her tits.

Choke her.

Make it hard for her to breath by shoving your cock down her throat deep and thrusting it in quickly.

Go in her raw and give her a few STDs.

Or maybe have her bent over on her knees.

Licking the piss stains off your toilet.

While you fuck her from behind at the same time….

As she moans “soy una puta, soy una puta, soy una puta, quiero tus hijos blancos, quiero estar embarazada…”

As you plunge inside her.

And maybe your seed too – but we will see.

A woman of both types!

Goes to church on Sunday and gets ass fucked every day after until next Sunday.

Can’t fuck on Sunday – Jesus wouldn’t approve.

And when you finish fucking – grab that bottle and drink away your sins.

Is that what happened with Bianca – la Mestiza Inolvidable?

Well, we talked before about what she likes – pain.

Getting punched on her tits, spanking, choking, using handcuffs on her, no condom, feeling degraded, etc.

A perfect match!

Meeting with Bianca

It’s 5 PM.

She is traveling now from Metro Pantitlan to Metro CU.

Quite a distance away – an hour at least.

As you can see in this map below from one blue circle to the next.

I’m cleaning up the room a little bit..

Can’t have a dirty room when you are fucking her – she’s a lady!

Needs cleanliness.

Throw some trash away here…

Get some of my sex toys – the ball gag, the paddle, the nipple clamps, etc – all placed nicely close to the bed.

“Condoms?”

“We don’t need those” I thought.

Grab the bottle of brandy next.

Take a sip.

The phone buzzes – she’s almost here.

Walk outside – 10 minutes later down the street past all the street vendors.

From the taco guy to the chick selling pants – among others.

And up the stairs leading to Metro CU where we will meet.

Once I get there, I probably wait for maybe 10 minutes more or less.

In typical Latina fashion, she shows up a tiny bit late but not by much.

Before I see her – as she exits – takes her masks off.

Who need social distancing & masks during sex?

I take a sip of a container having some brandy as I see her.

In a nice little light brown dress from the looks of it or something like that.

Medium brown skin with black hair – my height.

Seemingly big tits.

She comes up and puts her cheek forward for one of those “greeting kisses” Mexican women sometimes when they want you to kiss them on the cheek as a greeting.

I never really liked it for chicks I want to fuck – why the cheek and not the lips?

Go for the lips and get intimate more quickly if you can.

To which we do.

“Que rapido” she teases playfully with a laugh and a smile.

Which is funny – show up for sex but a little kiss on the lips is “que rapido.”

Take her by the hand and we head out to where I was living at the time.

Before we stop and buy some Coca Cola to mix the brandy with in case she needs it.

And up the hill and around the corner back to my place.

We walk into the entrance and see my landlord setting up the place to be cooking some hamburgers and fries.

As he usually did to sell them to people passing by as a little side hustle of his.

“Buen dia.” I respond.

“Otra?” He might be thinking as he sees her.

And down the stairs to the side and up to my little apartment.

As we get in – the lust from before when I first saw – kicks in even more.

The feeling to grab her by the ass the second we get in and get my fingers into her pussy.

No, no, got to be civil first…

“How much brandy do you want in your drink?” I ask.

She shrugs and says whatever.

Pouring the brandy into the shot glass – 50 mL a shot – then into the drink.

Put in two and give it to her.

“If it’s too strong for you, let me know and I will drink it instead.” I tell her.

Sometimes it is – sometimes it isn’t.

But when you are dealing with women like Bianca – they tend to drink a lot also and don’t mind it.

Others can only handle 50 mL but it don’t matter – I normally go for 100 mL anyway so I can take it for myself and pour a weaker one for her if she wants.

“Esta rico.” She says.

Cool.

I pour myself one – quenching my thirst for a moment as I felt the need to drink a little more.

Then we go through some basic ass conversation.

Kinda ironic – you going to be fucking her roughly soon but I always like to start with some basic conversation like we are old friends or something.

“How was your day?”

“Do anything cool today?”

“Oh, you had a herpes outbreak, your car broke down and your baby daddy won’t pay child support? – Not a good day? – I see.”

That wasn’t the actual conversation actually but you know – something like that or whatever.

She had a “bien” day though so I guess it was fine.

And she’s going rambling about something pointless – we both know this is casual chat bullshit.

Before it just happens – she has a look in her eyes as we are very briefly talking – that look of sex – something Latinas called deseos de carne or something like that.

Deseos carnales – just googled it.

Then it happens.

Deseos Carnales

The deseos carnales kick in.

That lust inside you that make you want to grab her tits with one hand.

Grab her by the neck with the other.

And as you grab her by the neck – something kicks in harder – a desire to see her submit.

It’s like a lustful high from the beginning to end – every bit.

With an internal part of you judging her – “fucking slut”

“Forgive me father for I have sinned”

And to which you give her the punishment for being the slut of the day.

Sometimes it’s even better when you have one…

Who is a very hard religious woman – the “oh Matthew I don’t normally do this sort of thing!”

To which you make her lustful desires override her religious values and bring her down to your level – to her most basic animalistic instincts to fuck and breed

 And you can have her naked on the bed taking your cock asking you to breed her.

While having her moan – “soy una puta, soy una puta, a la verga con la biblia.”

Her Spanish colonizers introduced her to Catholicism – I’m breaking that – not because I have a thing against it but like I said before…

To bring out the worst of her animalistic desires – to fuck and breed – to be an animal.

Assuming she is very religious anyway – break those religious barriers she has and to behavior that her pastor would not approve of.

To having a woman who has a man in her life – maybe breed her – and have him take care of it.

Even better if her man is a Mexican or some other foreigner from outside the US – it’s like you are conquering the women of another nation.

Cristobal Colon style.

Just carrying on his legacy.

And either way – it’s a high as I said – to enjoy it all from beginning to cum.

Because not only are you breaking the taboos of above – pertaining to the religious or extramarital theme -- but you feel like you are in control of someone else for a moment in life.

But this time it is different – she has no other man and is not religious.

Just another barrio slut – good as well.

These types can be fun – they know how to fuck and can drink heavy like you.

And can even be your friend – someone to hang out with and who can understand the emptiness you feel inside.

Because they feel that too.

And can relate to drinking and fucking as a way to fill that hole inside.

To be sure – someone like that is very nice but rare to have.

Who can truly relate to you.

Rare though – unfortunately.

But when you find one – the friendship can last some years – until whenever she finds a man that she can boyfriend or husband.

Someone who can fill that role of being a provider.

Though that doesn’t mean contact ends – they usually end communications and reengage with you with a single message on Whatsapp on a random day some months later..

“Hola Mateo”

Usually when they have had a relationship issue with the new guy – though they don’t come knocking asking for sex.

But it starts innocently and spirals to an invitation for some beer…

Before you have her slutty ass bent over swallowing the sword – forgetting her other guy for a second.

Before disappearing again for some months again….

Until she breaks it with him and you two become drinking and fucking friends on the regular again.

The truth seems to be – these chicks never seem to respect the other guy but come to a moment where they feel the need to secure a relationship – maybe to have someone to take care of a child in the present or future.

But you have them by the pussy….

Given the nature of the type of women in question here – barrio sluts and more.

And your past experiences with her…

They come back occasionally in a blue moon when relationship issues occur.

And when they do – for a brief moment or on the regular when they are single again…

You have your old friend back – someone who can fuck and drink on the regular with you…

But also just as importantly – as said before – someone who can have real conversations with.

About issues in life – that make us feel empty inside – suicidal sometimes – though that is rare thankfully.

Because they get it and use the same vices to at least feel something.

Feel something.

Like with Bianca.

“I Can’t Breath”

Minus the knee and add the cock.

With some music playing in the background – this album of Nirvana below here specifically as she likes Nirvana.

I put the ball gag in her mouth.

And lift her little brown dress up from behind – no panties.

She knew what she did was wrong – showing up without panties to some stranger’s house.

Now she’s going to be a single mother – or so I tell myself.

I take the paddle and start spanking her ass from behind as loud as I can.

With her tits out now – take the nipple clamps – but ah fuck, they seem to be broken – only one of them is staying on her.

Throw them to the side.

I have some fingers inside her pussy and spanking her ass at the same time.

Before I grab her by the throat

As I continue to spank her with the paddle.

Before I take the ball gag off – let’s see her choke.

Let’s hear her say – “I can’t breath”

I grab the bottle of brandy and take a sip.

“Quieres mas?” I ask her.

She didn’t even finish her drink – maybe it was a third done or whatever.

And she gets on her knees and starts sucking.

She starts easy – and I’m getting hard but I’m not entirely hard after a few minutes.

But her blowjob skills could be better.

I grab her by the hair and start thrusting it in deeper and quickly.

And she seems to be choking a little more now after a minute or two of doing that.

Before I’m fully hard soon enough and I say “hazlo asi”

As she does – and her saliva starts pouring all over my dick as her head is facing downward and she is choking on it good.

And there’s a shit ton of saliva.

“Eres una puta?”

 I pull her mouth off my dick for a second and grab her my neck.

And all I can think is "es una zorra"

She looks up – a look in her eyes that seems blank…

Or empty?

But her mouth open and a look of sluttiness in general.

And she nods without saying anything out of breath.

I lay her on her back on the bed – that has some wet spots from saliva or something.

On her back.

Put her hands in some handcuffs.

And put my cock inside her mouth a little more – thrusting it in as deep as I can and making her need air.

Grabbing her nose and making sure she can’t breath very well.

Before pulling out the cock and being a bit generous.

To which her tongue is out and you can see the look in her eyes – a mix of emptiness and deseos carnales.

All the while my entire first is inside her pussy.

It started with a few fingers.

As she probably wasn’t used to having a fist.

But then it built up to a fist as I’m thrusting it inside her.

Breed Her

To which I then change things up – to fuck her.

And I plunge inside her pussy raw – a risk for sure.

But in my mind – it’s worth it.

To get that pleasure.

Because condoms tend to take out a good deal of the physical pleasure – though not the mental pleasure.

A pleasure that makes me feel in control.

Makes me feel something at least – something positive.

The high kicks in a little more – I grab her by the neck and start hitting – not slapping – but hitting her tits with my fists as hard as I can.

Until they are red.

But I keep on going.

And she knew about my fantasy – to breed her.

She goes on moaning – “porfaaa, quiero estar embarazada.”

And as I am thrusting inside her – all rational thought inside my head goes out the window.

Just the thoughts of getting her pregnant.

Of breeding her as my own.

To which I can knock her up – have some little Mexicanito noviocito take care of it.

But to which I was the one who bred her – to then have her ass be marked as my property for life by the simple fact I was the one who knocked her up.

All the while I am thinking to myself “fucking slut, fucking bitch, you deserve this. You’re my property.”

And it makes me feel whole – at least for some minutes – a pleasure – a high – something as good as taking some brandy down the throat.

I feel something.

In control.

And pleasure – to feel some emptiness inside me that sometimes drives me to thinking of suicide.

To forget that – and at least feel something again.

Like all other thoughts have left my head – and now the ones mentioned above are the only thing I am thinking.

“Fucking slut, fucking bitch, you deserve this. You’re my property.”

And now it is cumming.

I can feel it – and that desire to breed her – to give her the White Man’s seed – and through another woman – through some fantasy – be changing the demographics of Mexico by breeding its women to have white children.

And she is moaning herself – again perhaps she has that carnal desire too – but also because she knew my fantasies – is moaning “quiero estar embarazada, porfaaaaa”

As she plays with her nipples on her tits at the same time.

To where I stopped hitting them and was mostly just choking her with one of my hands.

And that rush is coming – the ultimate high – as I’m about to cum.

That dopamine hit.

But then a thought hits my mind – “child support.”

And it worries me for a second.

But not quick enough.

A little bit of my seed got in her and some of it fell onto her belly button as I pull out – maybe a tiny bit late.

And that’s the struggle in the end – where you do want to breed a slut like her – but the logical part of your brain enters in the end and says…

“Hey fucker, child support!!”

Still, some of it got inside her – the first pump of the load.

And the high is in my head – it feels like the fog has cleared.

And the animalistic part of me – the deseos carnales – it has left.

Fog is Gone

I got the ultimate high I was looking for.

I feel good.

Happy.

I feel happy.

Not sad or empty – I feel happy again.

It’s a nice feeling to have again.

I stumble over anyway and grab some toilet paper.

Give her some to clean up her belly button.

Before I grab the bottle of brandy and take a drink – offer her some and she takes a small sip.

To then asking for the initial glass of brandy and Coca Cola that she never finished.

I walk into the bathroom then.

Past the wooden door to the bathroom that is covered in mold.

Into the bathroom that has a strange smell that might be from said mold.

And into the shower – a shower of high quality actually.

Because the water pressure was nice and it was always hot.

You can’t say that about every shower in Mexico – about half of the showers I have found down here – or more than half – were shit.

Either not enough water pressure or not hot enough.

But this one was just right – good water pressure…

And hot enough it feels like I am in Hell burning my skin off – just how I like it.

Usually it’s difficult to take a shower with chicas for that reason – they always try to lower the temperature of the water.

But if we’re going to Hell for our extramarital behavior – we might as well get some preparation.

And I look down on my dick – “you ok there, bro?”

You never know.

Could be OK.

Maybe not.

Another pussy raw – you never know.

Might have something.

Just the other day it worried me – “is that something?” I wondered.

Never turned out to be anything.

Though it did burn a tiny bit when I took a piss while I was waiting for the shower to get hot.

So maybe.

Who knows.

I grab the soap and start scrubbing it as much as I can – “that’ll fix it!”

As I am scrubbing it, I see Bianca butt ass naked bending over to grab her panties.

I finish.

Walk out – take the towel and clean up – then go outside and get my clothes on.

I then remember that I came inside her a little bit – “when was your last period?”

I don’t remember what she said but it was reassuring – I have a photo of a woman’s cycle on my phone that I can check.

In case I accidently cum inside her and she happens to be fertile – to which I will take her to a pharmacy after, buy a pill and give it to her.

Though they are never happy if that happens – usually because they say something like it fucks with their menstruation or something.

But they always go along with it.

I check the photo.

“Not fertile” I suspect.

She didn’t know the exact day obviously that she was last on her period but I look at it – probably OK.

And it was – no child support payments have came my way – but granted, it hasn’t been 9 months since this story was written.

But she never reached out to me – I guess we are OK.

Anyway, I have my clothes on, check the phone – 8 PM.

Before I grab the bottle of brandy for one last drink before I take her to Metro CU.

I put a hundred and some pesos in my pocket.

Then take her hand and lead her out.

Desire Never Ends

Before we walk out of the door of the building, I see my landlord and his wife are cooking some stuff.

I ask them for some food to prepare – a double meat hamburger with extra fries – they were great!

And his wife was cute too – not sexy – but cute for a woman in her late 30s – especially as she was quite petite and I like that look in a woman.

Especially in white or pink panties – when a woman shows up in those – it’s starting out well.

She had some innocent look to her also.

A look of a woman the opposite of Bianca.

The look of a woman who is married and hasn’t slept around perhaps – though if that is the case or not – who knows.

Looks can be deceiving – just because a woman looks innocent doesn’t mean so whatsoever.

Just a look and a vibe to her that screamed not sexually promiscuous – a type of woman similar to the religious girl mentioned before.

A type of woman that gives you a different high when fucking – to break those barriers that she “normally doesn’t do this Mattheeeeew!”

Or “Mateeeeeooooo” as some call me.

And to, as said before, bring her down to your level – to be familiar with those deseos carnales – to break the vows of her marriage in this case.

To be sexually promiscuous when they never are.

And to be the sexual animal they are – butt ass naked – in this case with the flat cardboard ass his wife had….

Bent over on her knees on my bed during the middle of the afternoon when little hubby “el mexicanito” is working….

With her pussy covered in so much hair it looks like the Lacandon Jungle….

Exposed and vulnerable between those brown mestiza Oaxacan legs waiting for my white colonizer cock to plunge in.

Past the Lacandon Jungle and into the Gold of Moctezuma – la concha rica.

And her nervous smile with those overly large buck teeth exposed as his wife had and a lustful look in her black eyes with anticipation of her life about to be changed forever.

Where she might have been a good little Catholic Oaxacan lady before…

But now she accepts the risk of getting pregnant and spirals into a life of being a whore – sluttiness & unfaithfulness.

Break the vows – join the countless other women in being a slut.

And have a nice sip of brandy to wash away the sins every time.

“I don’t normally do this Mattheeeeeeew….”

“But I’m your zorra today – breed me papi.”

But, alas – that one is just wishful thinking.

Never got to fuck her but that’s an unfortunate aspect of life.

An unfortunate aspect of always having your mind on fucking more women.

Where there is some woman you would like to fuck but it doesn’t happen.

You get those occasionally – they give you a lust similar to Bianca but in its own way.

That lust?

Where you feel out of breath almost – the breath is taken out of you.

Your teeth feel sensitive – like you want to dig them into her ass and fuck and breed her.

And your muscles tense up – the feeling in your arms you get when you want to grab her ass as she is bent over on your bed with that look described above.

With a look in your eyes and a mindset that is focused on fucking her and everything else isn’t important for the moment.

And Satan himself is summoning up your cock to be the sword needed to plunge inside of her.

To where you get that same lust from before with Bianca – during the sex act itself..

When you choke her, spank her hard, hit her tits until they are red and make her admit to being a slut.

To when you cum.

But, as said before, you unfortunately have those – the “ones who got away”

So to speak.

The ones you wish you had fucked but circumstances worked against you – maybe you are leaving her city soon or already left and didn’t have enough time to build up a connection.

Or maybe she just isn’t into you.

Debi de Argentina – a woman where exchanged nudes with other but only after I had left Argentina and was in Bogota, Colombia.

Some random Guatemalan chick who I exchanged numbers with at a computer café but was leaving next week.

Are a few I can think of.

It is what it is but you carry on – as circumstances work in your favor in regards to other women you encounter.

“What Are Your Goals in Life?”

As we are walking now to Metro CU.

I ask her some questions out of curiosity.

I always have a curiosity in chicks I had just fucked.

You had sex but there is more to life beyond that – there’s also an enjoyment I get out of meeting new people and learning about them.

Because while that lust from the deseos carnales makes you see her as just another slut to fuck.

Once that clears out of your head and you are no longer horny – you do see her as a real person to learn about and enjoy talking with.

Until the lust comes back anyway – whenever it does.

You may not even remember her name.

In fact, I didn’t know her name when we were fucking – only after.

That’s because she used a pseudo name on the BDSM website we were on – lunnabana or something like that.

“Bianca” it was.

As you know by now obviously.

“What will you do for the rest of the night?”

“What do you want to do as a career?”

And as she is answering the questions…

She goes “this neighborhood doesn’t look safe.”

Maybe she noticed it because as I wrote here

The neighborhood – Santo Domingo de Pedregal of Mexico City – tends to look a bit shady at night.

Mostly because of the drug use outside – maybe 90% marijuana or more and some crack.

Mixed in with some homeless folks.

It does look worse at night than afternoon or day for sure.

Either way, we get up the stairs to Metro CU…

I ask her more questions..

Perhaps I just like to know people personally.

“What are your life goals in the next 5 years?”

“Go into graduate studies – get a PhD in environmental studies” she says.

Fair enough.

I just hope she remembers me when she is writing her doctoral thesis.

We did meet up a few more times afterwards but she ended up leaving the city due to covid reasons.

Unfortunately.

Maybe she will be back when it is all over.

She was fun.


Walk Back at Night 

At any rate, I head back to my apartment.

As I walked past the street vendor selling bags of cookies for 15 pesos a piece...

To where a line of taxi drivers were yelling out their offers to take people somewhere.

Mixed in with busses and vehicles trying to get around.

I got past the first street and kept walking -- passing by small mom n' pop shop on both sides of the street.

From taco street vendors to small little tiendas selling chips and whatever else to some place that sold all kinds of meat to barber shops and more....

And I kept walking back to my place.

From here, maybe a 10 minute walk or less.

I take a sip from a plastic bottle thing that had some brandy in it.

Before getting around by some tienda store that had a bunch of slot machines and other game machines on the outside...

With the smell of marijuana in the air.

I go into the store and buy some orange juice.

Before going on -- slightly more uphill past some sign that says "pacos pa locos"

Or something like that -- I always found it amusing because it has some English on it also -- but I forgot what it said for the locos -- pacos or something with a P.

Either way, I get back to my place.

Food is ready.

I take it and head downstairs to my apartment.

Inside, I pour myself some brandy.

My head feels out of it – as before – loose.

Maybe because of the brandy.

I sit on my chair and play some Pixies.

As you can see a song here below.

And I turn on my laptop – I add Bianca to the list of women I have fucked.

I have a list just so I don’t forget any names – it’s a weird thing of mine but I don’t like the idea of forgetting someone I have had an intimate experience with.

And that is something I realized could happen a few years ago when I was running through the numbers and realized my memory of some chicks was not good.

At any rate, I eat my food and finish the drink.

Bianca writes to me – “ya llegue”

Alright.

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