The second day began at around noon when we had breakfast at the casa. After breakfast me and MB headed over to the Cohiba Hotel to use the internet and Jonesie stayed back at the apartment to conduct some business.

We agreed to meet back at the apartment at around 4pm to hit a matinee. At around 4:30pm we headed over to Café Cantante for the matinee and it was empty. We told the cab to keep going to Casa de Musica Miramar that was pretty empty as well. We gave up and headed to La Roca for some lunch.

All three of us ordered Ropa Vieja that was just okay, and MB left us to take a nap back at the apartment. La Roca is ridiculously cheap and the entire meal came out to like 15 CUC for the three of us.

Jonesie and I found a cool cab driver and had him drive us around centro trolling for pussy. We saw what we thought was a hot girl and told the driver to motion her over and he did. When she got to the car we saw she had a meth face and veins popping out of her arms and we’re like no no no no.

The driver saved us by asking her for directions and we high tailed it out of there. The driver laughed and said it’s a phenomenon how she looked good from a distance and was so ugly up close.

We continued onward and the couple of girls we were interested in weren’t working, surprisingly, so we set out on foot on the prado and found a cute girl talking on a pay phone. By the time we went to approach her a cop got on the pay phone next to her… effectively cock blocking us. We walked down Obispo and over to the harbor where we gave up and hopped in a taxi to get back to the apartment.

On the way back we were checking out the Malecon for potentials, but the driver was going too fast and we couldn’t really spot any. Right by our apartment though, we saw two potentials and told the driver to stop, and he ended up going in reverse for a block to get back to them. When one hopped off the wall and approached our car we saw that she was really beat up and weren’t interested in her anymore.

The driver started talking to her about being our company, but Jonesie and me weren’t having it. We had the driver make the giant turn to get us to our building, and we passed a hottie that we tried to call out to, only for her to signal us away that she wasn’t working either. Boo. We headed back to the apartment and it was already nearly 8pm.

We rested up for a bit and headed out at a little after 9 to get dinner at a new place called Bom Appetite in Miramar. Our cab driver told us he knew the place, and asked us if we wanted to eat at a different place in Miramar that he recommended. We said no and asked him to take us to Bom Appetite. Of course, he dropped us off at the other place anyway. We walked in and realized it wasn’t Bom Appetite and had a driver from there give us a ride to the right place. Gotta love “La Mecanica.”

Bom Appetite is a newish Italian food place that has an actual brick oven to make pizza. They served us malanga as an appetizer, which was great, and then some bread and butter (which they charged us 2 CUC for without us actually ordering it). I ordered a pizza with bacon and ham, and Jonesie ordered some sort of pasta dish. The food was surprisingly good. I say “surprisingly” good, because in Cuba, the food sucks for the most part because of the lack of ingredients entering the country.

Our entire bill came out to 20 CUC and they added a 10% tip, so 22 total. We left the restaurant at a little after 11pm and there were no cabs outside, which is rare. We hoofed it for about 15 minutes until we made it to a major thoroughfare and got a ride to La Cecelia.

The cover tonight was 10 CUC because some group was performing live. Spoiler: the group sucked. MB was meeting us there so we decided to sit in the ‘free’ section close to the bathroom in the back, at least until he showed up. We saw an empty table and grabbed it, and lo and behold Jonesie knew the girl sitting at the table next to us, so we moved over and joined her. Jonesie went on and on the past few days about how he was only going to take new pussy on this trip, but tonight he ended up taking the retread.

I wasn’t interested in her friend at all, and I didn’t pretend that I was to waste her time. We hung out at that table watching the meat market stroll through, and a girl tugged at my shoulder and I didn’t recognize her so I kind of dismissed her. It was Carla from last night, looking good but not quite as good as last night (the dress looked way better on her than jeans). She sat down and talked to Jonesie for a bit, because he added her to the Jonesie bat phone after my glowing review of her, and ten minutes later she was paired off with some old Italian guy who she ended up going with for the night.

MB showed up with a cute girl and we decided to just stay put in the back there instead of moving towards the “reserved” table section. Our waiter from last night told MB “your cheap friends are in the back,” and that didn’t really make us want to give him more business. It wasn’t even 1 yet and Jonesie was already ready to head back to the apartment with his girl. I implored him to do at least one lap with me to see what was out there and he agreed.

We did a lap and noticed that it wasn’t quite the meat market it was last night, but there were still some cute girls, albeit nothing that really jumped out at me. The one girl I was interested in up to that point was occupied with some other tourist, so Jonesie headed back to the table and I headed to the bathroom for a minute. On my way back to the table I started talking to MB and a really cute girl caught my eye standing just a few feet away. She mouthed hola to me and I waved her over.

She told me her name is Liurka and that she’s from Camaguey, and I was sold. The hot girls from Camaguey are usually great in the sack, and Liurka would prove to be no exception. We chatted for a few more minutes and Jonesie told me that his girl’s taxi was there and he was peacing out. I asked him for a few more minutes to come to terms with mine and he said ok.

I negotiated 2 pops for 80 with her, and after our back and forth negotiation she asked me what I do for a living. I told her that I’m a lawyer and she said: “oh, that’s why you’re so good at negotiating.” That had me laughing pretty hard. I gave her the card of my casa particular and told her to go with Jonesie’s girl in the same cab.

We showed up back at the apartment, and Jonesie’s girl showed up a minute later in a car… by herself. Where did my girl go? Seconds later my girl shows up in another car, and I asked her why she didn’t go with Jonesie’s girl and she said “no conozco ella negra.” Racist fucking Cubans… In the elevator, Jonesie predicted that Liurka would give me a hard time and that I’d be kicking her out within 15 minutes. Veremos.

We got to the room and started making out for a bit. She asked to use the bathroom but it was currently occupied (Jonesie and I were sharing a bathroom). We fooled around a bit more until we heard the door open and she headed over to clean up. She came back to the room and stripped down to her panties and I loved what I saw. A smoking hot Cubana with no tattoos and awesome natural tits.

We sat on the bed and fooled around a bit more and she asked to be paid. I told her that I’d pay her at the end. She got pissed and started talking a mile a minute, so I told her that I’d trade her the 80 CUC for her phone, and at the end I’d give her the phone back. She agreed, but when the phone went in my safe she insisted that her phone be on one side of the room with the money on the other, offering me her purse to put in the safe instead.

We went back and forth on this for maybe 10 minutes, and it was getting me really horny watching her breasts jiggle while she was huffing and puffing to make her arguments which I wasn’t really understanding because she was talking so fucking fast and I don’t speak Spanish.

I agreed to take her purse instead and I put the money down on the table. She never even looked in the direction of the table until she was on her way out a few hours later. I’ll never understand Cuban logic and I don’t try to.

Liurka was a great kisser and a passionate ball licker… we had a great first pop. During the recovery period she told me that she lives with her aunt in centro and works full time at a Cafeteria in town for 300 Cuban pesos per month (12 CUC). She’s rarely at La Cecelia because she only owns one dress.

In fact, this was only her “second or third” time this month. She sure did have a tight box. Our second round went great and she asked me to go with her down the elevator because she was scared to ride it by herself. I rode down with her and we fooled around the whole way, if the Cuban infrastructure had intervened I would have gotten another nut out in the elevator...

She wanted to hang out with me again tomorrow but on a trip this short, I don’t repeat.

Photos: Liurka - La Cecilia 15 16 17 18

hot , i like her , shes looking for capt. save a ho.
ha ha

Being the only dress that she owns, it looks GREAT on her. How is the general hygiene of the cuban freelancers?

The rent of the casa particulars, does it include home cooked breakfast or meals? Do they offer cooking services?

Thanks for sharing the photos

hygiene is great, ive never had a stinker. Every casa ive stayed at has offered breakfast for an extra 5 cuc per day, not sure about other meals as i always ate out.

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