A few months later, my number was called and it was off to the Army, but, thankfully, not Vietnam. I ended up stationed in a little Post in southeastern Arizona, Fort Huachucha. As newbies, we didn’t get much time off base, but when we did, we headed straight for the red-light district in Nogales, Mexico.

It was like fishing at a catfish farm where every fish is always hungry. Women everywhere and they were itching to get caught. There were no games. Everyone knew what we were there for. A delicious blonde with 'grande tetas' plopped her tight ass on my lap. Her hand squeezed my cock while her ass squirmed around and we began a broken English-Spanish conversation. Those couple years of High School Spanish came in handy. She didn't know where the library was though.

We negotiated the price, ten dollars, and headed back to her room behind the curtain. Once inside, she began to strip. I stopped her and held her against my chest with my arms wrapped around her. I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. She purred and rubbed her ass into my crotch against my rock-hard cock.

I slowly unzipped her dress as my fingers caressed her soft, light brown skin. She seemed to be really enjoying the attention I was giving her. Her dress fell to the floor. I undid the clasp on her bra and kissed the indentions it had made on her shoulders. My hands slid up her belly and felt my first pairs of tits. They were definitely more than a handful. Her nipples stuck out about an inch and were hard. I think they got bigger when my finger grazed them. 

I turned her around and slid her panties down. She was smooth and I saw her slit glistening. I laid her out on the bed and sucked her nipples like a baby. She ran her hand through my hair. I kissed my way down her body. She knew where I was going and spread her legs apart. I began licking her pussy. She nearly exploded.

I guess most Johns don't go down on prostitutes. Her hips were undulating as she rubbed her juicy slit over my tongue and lips. When I mounted her, her legs wrapped around my waist in a vise-grip lock. Her hips were thrusting onto my cock as she babbled something in Spanish that I didn't understand. Since this was my first piece of ass, I didn't last very long.

As soon as I came, she got up and douched her pussy over a bowl. She wanted me to leave, but I wanted to fuck her again. I gave her another ten dollars and we went at it again. I think I got my money's worth that time. That night I must have fucked six different whores. It was a great way to bust my 'fucking' cherry.

My cock had never felt anything like it. That night, women fell from the pedestal I had placed them on. Until then, they had all been ‘goddesses’ to me, something to strive for, but unattainable. After that night, I realized they wanted to be fucked as badly as I wanted to fuck them.

Payday came around again, so we headed back to Nogales. The Club Mexico was my first stop. I was in luck. Maria recognized me and immediately came over to our table. She snuggled up to me and sat on my lap. She smelled great. He perfume was intoxicating as she rubbed her big tetas against my shoulder. Her hand found my now rock-hard cock and gave it a squeeze.. It had hardened at the first sight of her.

She kissed my cheek and I bought her a watered down drink. We chatted in broken English and a few sentences of Spanish.

She said, "Ten dollar, OK?"

Once again, we headed behind the curtain to her room. She turned her back to me saying, "Desabrocha mi vestido," and pointed to the clasp of her dress. I unzipped it and it fell to the floor.

She stepped out of it and I swear she was more lovely than the first time I saw her. She threw herself on the bed and patted to the spot next to her. I stripped then joined her. She still had her lacy panties on, but those luscious tits were in full view. They looked like two moons rising over a serene bay.

Her hand found my cock and began playing with it and stroking it slowly. She pushed me onto my back saying, "Disfruta, chico."

Maria kissed and licked my nipples. Her lips began licking and kissing her way toward my rock-hard cock. When she licked it, I almost came. Her mouth slipped over it and all the way down to my pubes. I don't know what she was doing with her tongue, but it felt wonderful.

She must have known that I wouldn't last long because she threw her leg over my face and commanded, "Cómeme, cómeme..."

Not knowing what that meant, I gave her dripping pussy a lick.

"Si, si, Cómeme."

I'd just learned a new Spanish phrase and probably a useful one, at that. I began slurping her juicy twat as she sucked my cock ever closer to an explosion finish.

It wasn't thirty seconds and I erupted in her mouth. She pressed her pussy tight to my mouth as she sucked and swallowed every drop of my huge load. My tongue worked feverishly at her slit and clit.

To my surprise, she kept sucking me, and in a minute, I was hard again. She rolled on to her back and spreading her legs saying, "Fóllame, chico grande!"

I had a pretty good idea what that meant, so I slipped my cock into her wetness as she wrapped her legs around my waist. We slammed our bodies together over and over as her nails dug into my back.

"Si, si fóllame, fóllame."

I tried to last longer, but her hips were thrusting on my cock and I blew another load. It was nearly as big as the first one she'd swallowed.

When I pulled out, she pushed on my shoulders, saying again, "Cómeme, cómeme."

Her pussy was soaked with her juice and my cum. She pushed my head between her legs repeating, "Cómeme, cómeme."

I began licking and sucking her clit and slit. She squeezed my cum out of her pussy and onto my tongue all the while repeating, "Cómeme, cómeme."

I wasn't two minutes before she had a tremendous orgasm and my residual cum gushed from her cunt. My face was covered with her and my cum.

Wow, that was something. She kissed me liked she meant it, like I was more than a Juan. I could taste my cum as our tongues danced in each other's mouth. It wasn't bad. As a matter of fact, I thought it was pretty hot.

Once again, she douched her pussy over a bowl and we got dressed and headed for the bar and our table.

One of my buddies gave her twenty bucks and off they went. When he returned, he said she fucked like a wildcat with her legs nearly squeezing the breath out of him. I just smiled.

Back at the Fort, I couldn't get her out of my mind. She became an obsession. I would go back to that club whenever I got a day off from training, which was always Tuesday afternoon through Wednesday night. She was always glad to see me and would sit on my lap when things were slow.

We settled into a routine: she'd suck me off, I'd eat her until she asked for me to fuck her, then I'd eat her until she came again. Several times, I'd watch her take a guy back and then come over to me and lead me to her room. When I ate her, I was pretty sure she'd left his cum in her pussy for me.

I confirmed that on a night when my buddy fucked her first. She took me immediately back to her room and didn't even get undressed first. She just hiked up her dress and pushed me down between her legs. I could see his cum running down her leg.

"Lamerlo, lamerlo, cómeme, cómeme."

I fucked Maria almost every week during the time I was stationed at Fort Huachucha. When she sucked my cock, I'd come in two minutes. Sometimes, I'd jack off before I got there so I'd last longer, but her tongue and mouth were too good.

I think I had fallen in love with her in some fashion. She could get me to do things just to please her. Sometimes after I'd fucked her, she would use a dildo on herself and ask me to suck it then we would fuck again. That made her so hot and those fucks were something off the chart special.

My last visit with her before I was to return home was, as usual, great sex, but also a little heartbreaking. She cried after we made love. I offered her my money and she wouldn't take it. I mailed her $500 when I got back home.

The Army was a life lesson for me. I had to associate with guys I never would have in my previous life. They were regular people, different, but humans like myself. I did things that I never would have in our little town. I returned to civilian life then moved to the big city, Houston, and got my first, real job and an apartment.