When I was a kid and did alot of fishing my uncle (who was my idol) told me to keep a journal of all my fishing trips - the good and the bad. He said there were a couple of benefits - you would know what conditions worked (or didn't) and you could relive the good days any time by re-reading your favorite adventures.

It was only natural that I would carry that over into my mongering hobby as well. On the event of the 40th anniversary of the first entry (January, 1966) I thought I'd share some of the more entertaining ones.

January 1966: Cap Haitian, Haiti, our ship pulled into port for a weekend of R&R. The corpsman made sure that everyone had at least 3 rubbers before being allowed ashore. "The VD rate is about 120%" he explained. "All the girls have the clap and about 20% have something more besides". I went with a group of 3 shipmates, found a good restaurant/bar/bordello combination - had a good dinner, a couple of drinks and my first ever experience with a working girl - a slightly chubby Haitian with great tits and a pretty smile. The whole thing was over in about 10 minutes and cost $4 US. Did a couple more over the next few days - another pure Haitian for $5 US and a really cute maullato for a carton of Marlboros. I made sure to use my rubbers wisely but alot of my shipmates didn't and we had some entertaining slide shows in the ship's infirmary.

Next port we made after a few weeks at Gitmo was Kingston, Jamaica. Hooked up with a multi-racial Asian-African street gal with a killer bod and a good attitude. She wanted $6 US and I was the only one willing to go above $5 and got a great 30 minutes with her in her crib. Learned alot about blowjobs that night.

Travelled to BQA Colombia where I met a gorgeous semi-pro 22 year old widow who had a day job and picked up generally wealthy guys at the Grand Hotel on weekends. We clicked and I spent 8 days and nights with her for the outrageous sum of $5/day or $40 for the whole time. I was ready to marry this one as she was the most un-puta-like girl you could imagine. The last night together she begged me to not use a condom and make her a baby. (Years later I would learn I had). No bad medical consequences from our unprotected sexual encounter.

I mongered in a variety of ports over the next few years including our home port of New York, Boston, Halifax, Santiago and even Punta Arenas in the southern most cat house in the world. Never paid over $10 in any of them.

Got out of the service, married and divorced in that order. Discovered "Screw" Magazine in NY where I was living and I could pick out my choice of girls and establishments every week from that great editorial masterpiece. I did just about every shape, size, color girl over the next 4 years and the worst I had to show for it was a case of "Strep Johnson" - don't ever get a blow job from a girl with a sore throat! This was in the early 70s and a 1 hour session ranged from $19 with a fairly skanky gal up to about $50 for one off the top shelf.

Got involved with a series of girlfriends and got out of the mongering game for a while. Moved to Atlanta and got back into the hobby while simultaneously culturing some amateur relationships. Those southern belles didn't always take to a Yankee very quickly. Developed a great rapoir with a telephone service hooker dispatcher and he would send me the best of the best, usually on a Wednesday night. Two hours cost $100 for the girl and $20 for him. There were some real beauties in this bunch and some real wackos as well. One that stood out was a real doll with the greatest set of hooters I ever saw. We started to get into it and she sat up in my bed and started crying. Turned out it was her first night on the job and her husband had turned her out to do tricks so they could save money to buy a house. I couldn't do the deed under those circumstances and called the agency to tell them what had come down and that I doubted that the girl would be back. (She never did go back but we became friends outside of the mongering world and I actually fathered their child through artificial insemination when her husband couldn't knock her up).

Moved to Washington DC about the time that the Korean Massage Parlors became popular and had a great time visiting them on a regular basis. By this time full service sessions were around $140 for an hour. I had a year where I actually managed sessions with 60 girls on top of a handful of relationships with some non-pro girlfriends.

Had a great double-header in a parlor one Sunday afternoon with a Thai and a Laotian and ended up in the hospital with a mild heart attack. The mama-san came to visit me a couple of times in the hospital and even snuck in a hand job under the sheets (on the house).

Got out of there okay and took a job with alot of foreign travel: Mexico (TJ, N/L, Jrz, MexCty), Canada, Japan, Switzerland, The Netherlands, Germany, the UK and most of South America. Even managed my first "Nevada" trip during this time.

I managed twosomes, threesomes, foursomes of 2+2 and 3+1 (wish I had 3 cocks for those). Was making really good money with nothing else to really spend it on.

On a trip to California I broke a tooth and made an emergency appointment with the nearest dentist. His assistant was a gorgeous Latina with something familiar about her smile. I looked at her name tag and she had the same odd last name as my Colombian friend from 1966. I asked her if I could buy her lunch and told her I might know someone in her family from back in Colombia. She agreed and we went down to the sandwich shop on the ground floor. I told her about meeting "Elena" in BQA but left out the part about it being a "professional" encounter. She confirmed that she had an aunt by that name about my age who fit my description and was now living in the US. She called me that evening with her Aunt's phone number and I called Elena a day or two later. We hooked up the following month and are still seeing each other on a fairly regular non-paying basis. During one of our first weekends together she introduced me to her daughter (who looked alot like my kid sister). We couldn't resist and a DNA test proved the daughter was in fact mine. I still enjoy my visits with Elena and sex with her is still very exciting even after 40 years of knowing her (She's 62 and still hot). Our daughter is cool with the whole relationship.

My last couple of adventures have been on cruises where I managed to strike up some "play for pay" arrangements with some of the gals working on the ship and some "play-for-free" deals with some of my fellow passengers.

My latest trip was to South America beginning in Rio (see CH trip report). I don't know how much longer I can continue this life style but no matter - it has been a remarkable 40 years.

My journal lists 729 professional partners and I would guess maybe 60 amateurs (should have written them down too, I guess).

The cheapest I ever got laid for was the carton of Marlboros that cost me $1 aboard ship and the most expensive was $1,200 for a night with a Romanian beauty queen (she won some kind of Miss Romania contestant).

Thought some of you hombres might get a kick out of how our hobby has progressed since way back in the 60's before some of you were even born.

ECJuan

What a great "life's story" so far..... And I wish you more to "cum"!

And running into the dental assistant/hermana was a "finding a needle in a haystack".

I just luv the hot, sexy, and amourous Colombianas too.

BQA is really BAQ, Barranquilla right?

Dude
Publish those memoirs
or at least print them all here
this shit is priceless

Glad you enjoyed it. I wasn't sure if Barranquilla was BAQ or BQA. Either way it has some hot hot hot chicas.

Not sure whether Colombia, Chile or Brazil would get my vote for the best looking babes in South America. I'd have to give each of the three countries one place in my all time top three.

The Romanian beauty queen would be either 4th or 5th.

One gal that I didn't mention above but have a trip report on file about about is Laiya (a Philipina I met in Vancouver, Canada on my 57th birthday). She would definitely round out my all time top five.

Hope I can keep 'em cumming till I make at least 65.

ECJ

ECJ question, why did you leave the hot chica from BAQ w/o her number and address? Or you had it, and never called back or returned?

I had a hot g/f from the Santa Marta that I was trying to get pregnant too. But, everytime I saw her, it probably wasn't the right time of the month. I feel my biological running on the other half, as I'm in my forties now. I was thinking of looking her up again, and see how she is? And maybe plow and fertilize the the field again?

Or any other nice Colombiana I might "cum" into? sf4dfish

I got her phone # and address when I left but never contacted her. I was engaged at the time and had to make a decision whether to chase after the hot Colombiana or marry my fiance and settle down.

I fucked up and married my fiance. I tossed the Colombiana's address and phone, determined to be a good faithful husband. I was for 2 months.

Got sent by Uncle Sam on a trip and ended up in Boston's famous Combat Zone for a weekend prior to sailing on a mission. Chalked up 3 new entries for the log book that weekend.

Ended up divorcing that wife 11 years later. Probably should have gone back to Colombia like my shipmates were encouraging and "rescued" Elena instead of getting married. In those days a working girl in Colombia might actually have wanted something like that and we could have ended up living happily ever after.

If that had happened, I wouldn't be here writing this now, though...

This may be the most interesting report I ever read here!
After 40 years, what do your journals look like, a series of notebooks, a loose-leaf binder, ... ?
Discovering your Colombian daughter is an incredible story.
"His assistant was a gorgeous Latina with something familiar"
LOL! Little did you realize the double-language double entendre!

I'd like to hear about the brothel in Punta Arenas; I'm planning on going down there some day and it sounds like another thing to look forward to.

I love history and your report was the best. Did you have a chance back when you were in Cap Haitian to take the donkey ride up to the fortress in the mountains? Incredible. I did it in 1971 and also got a BJ for $2.

EC, write up some more about the places you visited. I have a friend in his 70s who has told me stories of small town brothels here in Calfornia back in the 50s. He also traveled throughout the world and had some great adventures in places no one ever reports on.

Tight Fit...

I had a choice of riding the donkey or riding a "filly" (so to speak). I thought the filly would be more fun. Some of my shipmates rode the donkeys up to the fortress and I've got some pictures of at least one of them somewhere. I'm transposing my journal into my computer and hope to be able to post it here (with Hombre's permission) sometime later this year.

Bendejo,

The cat house in P-A is the infamous Maria-Teresa's. It is a legend amongst seagoing men for over 100 years. They normally don't open till 11PM or midnight. Any cabbie can take you there. It is on the north side of the city about ten minutes from downtown. I've got a picture of it I could send you if you PM me with an e-mail address. The place is a dive but it is a legendary dive.

My records are mostly in small notebooks and I am transcribing them into my PC (see above)

Hey EcJuan -
Thanks for the great report. Great reading. Tell us a little more about your luck on cruises with the other cruise passengers. What are some tips - best destinations, best cruise lines, etc.
Thanks
Clodbuster

So far I've scored on cruises to the Canadian Maritimes, Alaska and South America. I managed to do two women on one of the trips. I didn't make out on my Caribbean trip for some reason, even though my gambling luck held out. Might have been that I was younger than most of the women. (And I'm 60.)

On the Alaska trip I hooked up with two different fellow passengers - both on a non-pro basis. They were each nice looking gals in their mid 40s that I met gambling (one in the casino and one playing bingo). Women cruise ship passengers seem to get very attracted to guys who are winning, even if it isn't alot of money. These gals were both horny as hell and fucked like it might me the last time they ever would get laid.

I did one "semi-pro" on each of the other cruises. These were younger (20s/30s) casino pickups. I hit some big money on both of these trips and I got alot of attention from some of the women hanging out around the casino. My favorite pickup line went something like this:

Gal: Are you the one that hit the big jackpot on the slot machine?

Me: Yeah.

Gal: How much did you win?

Me: $800/$1200 (or whatever it was). I just wish there was someplace I could spend it aboard the ship...

Gal: (long pause)...are you thinking about spending all of it?

Me: For the right situation, why not?

Gal: Let me think about that...

If they come back I know I've got a deal.

So far I'm two for three with that line.

We consumated the arrangement on one trip aboard ship and ashore at a port of call for the other.
Long story there...

I don't think which cruise line you are on would make a difference as long as it isn't one of the ones that caters to young families like Disney. Check out the passenger profiles of the line you are interested in and pick one that has a good population of possible partners.

This is great stuff. I'm looking forward to seeing the rest posted when you finish the migration to the computer.

Donkey Ride and Maria Teresa photos from ECJuan

EcJuan -
Thanks for the cruise info. I'm also 60 and have visited a fair number of locations around the world, but never done a cruise. I might be missing out on some opportunities that I never considered. Thanks again.
Clodbuster

Me: $800/$1200 (or whatever it was). I just wish there was someplace I could spend it aboard the ship...

Gal: (long pause)...are you thinking about spending all of it?

Haha. That is the best one yet.

Note the line where he says:
> I was younger than most of the women. (And I'm 60.)

Yeah, I know some of you guys are tomb raiders.

Hey, EC, you better straighten these guys out about the cruise stuff (unless you're a travel agent ;^) I've been at places where excursions from cruises unloaded, and it made me feel like a teenager.
Thanks for the pic. I hope that pussy doesn't get too cold.

EC - unreal. With that history ur prick must have been thru some heavy combat as well. How it's still affixed to ur body is something else. Thanks for sharing.

You may not believe it but I've suffered from Hypo-gonadism for the last ten years or so. My cujonnes wouldn't turn out enough testosterone to keep my motor running any more. (All used up I guess).

My doctor put me on an artificial testosterone replacement treatment about 10 years ago and it put me right back in business. I get my hormone levels checked twice a year and have to watch my PSA carefully as the hormones can lead to prostate cancer. My doctor (a female no less) always asks me how my sex life is at each appointment. I brought my most recent journal notebooks in a couple of times and she got a big kick out of them. Only had one possible STD scare (was negative) and she quickly diagnosed it as prostititis (Is that what you get from doing too many "prostitutes"? I asked her). Got a good laugh then a lecture.

She did warn me that if my PSA goes up more than a few tenths between visits she may have to take me off the patches and I'll probably start listening to Barry Manilow and watching the Home Shopping Channel.

"she quickly diagnosed it as prostititis (Is that what you get from doing too many "prostitutes"? I asked her). Got a good laugh then a lecture. "

Dude if your journal is full of observations like this, PLEASE sell me the publishing rights!

Excellent stuff bro. The stuff of legends