Sandman was up and ready to roll. I swear that guy never sleeps. We had a great breakfast prepared by our host during which I took a call from a Cuban buddy of mine "Pepe". He said he had a 1st year university student he wanted us to meet.

Photo: Student

That suited Sandman just fine. Pepe said he'd "fish her out of class" and meet us at 11. Since I needed a date, we grabbed our buddy and headed over to BTG's house. (See "The Arts are Alive and Well in Havana" trip report for BigTittyGirl's pics & resume)

My cuban buddy "Pepe" and I knock on her door. I'm a little apprehensive about seeing her again, because I was told by Doosh that I hadn't finished things off with her so well last trip. Apparently dropping her off at her house with an "I'll call ya later", then omitting to call her wasn't such a good idea. In fact, not remembering to say goodbye had really set her off. She comes to the door and sees me. Her face immediately goes sour and she punches me in the stomach! I'm bent over listening as she then starts bitching at Pepe in staccato Spanish. "Are those luscious ta ta's really worth THIS?" I ask myself? Pepe slowly calms her down and apologizes for me and explains and blah blah blah, until she finally smiles and throws her arms around me with those fluffy pillows mashed up against my abdomen. "Mmmmmmmm" I think, "now it's time for make-up sex!" J

We wait for her to get dressed and ready and she climbs in the car with Sandman and his co-ed. I race back to the casa, anxious to get in the sack with my BTG again. Sandman is talking to his co-ed while looking at BTG's rack…and I mean looking! Hehehe…did the pictures do her justice Sandman? He later commented to me that she was incredibly thin to have such a fine rack, and much thinner than she looks in the pictures. Up in my room, the size one hip huggers I brought her were a perfect fit. 36D cups and size one jeans. Yes indeed, there is a god.

I won't bore you with the details, but make-up sex ROCKS. In fact, we stayed at it for so long that my session w/BTG overlapped the arrival of Nipple Rings at our casa. (See "The Moon Over Havana" trip report for Nipple Rings' pics, videos and resume) Fortunately, our host kept Nipple Rings at bay long enough for Sandman to run interference. Sandy came out and hugged our new guest NR and her cousin, then said they all needed to run to the store to get some stuff and look for a friend. Meanwhile in the room, I finished my second load off all over BTG's luscious rack. Sandman is a great guy for covering for me. Thanks buddy. I owe ya one!

Now the games were about to begin. Some buddies had rented a private house and were arriving that evening, HOPING to have some chicas at the casa when they got there. I had agreed to bring a few ladies along, so now here we are in my casa with Nipple Rings, her cousin, BTG, and the school-girl co-ed. NippleRings hugs me when she arrives and BTG is not looking too pleased. Oh oh - my stomach can't take another uppercut…better run a trick play here. Gotta divide and conquer before it gets ugly. Thinking fast, I take NippleRings back to my room and give her a gift. While back there, I try to tell her that I am the entertainment director for the evening and cannot be with her until a little bit later. Reappearing in the living room, I started to feel like "Jack Tripper" in a bad episode of "Three's Company".

I catch his eye and Sandman is laughing his ass off at me. Anyways, Pepe asks all the girls "who has friends we can pick up to take to the party"? When BTG and the co-ed say they do, it is agreed that Pepe will drive in the taxivan w/BTG and the co-ed to go get more girls, while NippleRing and cousin go with Sandman and I. This makes BTG mad and jealous, but Pepe runs a good game of cover and hustles her out the door. Whew…

When we get to the private casa, one of the rich gringos immediately locks onto BTG and starts hitting on her. She's looking at me like "hello!!?". I tell him to wait until the morning and I'll see what I can do for him. We then all sit down for a delicious dinner. These guys had hired a gourmet chef and man could he cook. Platters full of smoked meat and potatoes and rice and etc. kept pouring out of the kitchen. I'm seated between BTG and NippleRings and cannot believe how much food these girls are putting away. I thought I could eat a lot, well, you ain't seen nuthin' until you see a hungry Cuban chick at an all-you-can-eat dinner. Both girls easily ate twice what I did.

My other buddy is "odd man out" without a date for the evening, so after dinner he approaches me about needing a girl. "After all, you've got two chicas and I have none" he says. I sit back down beside NippleRings and tell her it's time to "take one for the team" and go with this guy. She's pissed at me so I do the manly thing and just disappear with BTG to my room. Sandman is there just laughing at me for thinking I could pull this off - BASTARD!

We chill out for a while and then head outside to the pool where the party is. These guys were nice enough to bring a bunch of size 1 thong bikinis for all the girls. Picture 8 chicas in undersized bikinis and 8 drunk, horny gringos dancing to salsa tunes poolside. Add to that fact that some of these guys had lost their luggage and were without swimwear, so they were dancing in their wet BVD's. Bleeech! Whenever I'm around, I notice NippleRings is attacking her new Novio - he later tells me she was obviously trying to make me jealous. I just smile and think to myself that I'm glad she's having fun.

BTG and I disappear around the corner from the pool where the next thing I know I'm getting a hummer. Throwing a towel on, I grab her and head off to my room for some privacy. Only problem was, I didn't know which room was mine! Stumbling around with BTG in her very small bikini, and me with a boner protruding from my towel, we began searching for a vacant bedroom. We accidentally walked in on Sandman sitting in a chair with his chica kneeling on the ground in front of him - sorry about that brother! A hard-on has a mind of its own and I needed a room! Finding an empty bedroom, we went at it like animals. In fact, we shouldn't have been so rough, because about 10 minutes into it, BTG hits her foot on the footboard and dislocates her toe. She jumps up and starts hobbling around, yanking on her toe to try and pop the knuckle back. She's making so much noise that the chica from the next room barges in to see if she's ok. BTG is holding the bedpost while I'm standing there yankin on her toe. What a sight; we're both naked and this chica is too. Turns out her man is passed out so she was just watching TV in the buff when she hears us and dashes over to help. She shoves me out of the way, grabs a hold and YANKS BTG's toe. CLUCK! I hear it pop back into place, and immediately BTG relaxes and hugs the chica for helping her.

Now, if you were standing naked in a room with two sexy nude Cuban chicas hugging each other, and your dick was already stiff, what would be the first thing that comes to your mind? Mine too. Ok… I just had to try, and seeing the look in my eye, the new chica just starts laughing and backing away as she heads for the door. When it closes, I slowly turn around and BTG is standing there looking at me with one hand on her hip. "Oh oh. I've done it again" I thought. Looking side to side, I just stood there, completely defenseless. (Picture Jack Tripper again if that helps you) Unconsciously I reached to cover my stomach, just in case she threw another uppercut. BTG is looking pretty pissed-off, but I guess I looked just pathetic and sheepish enough to catch her off guard, because she starts laughing her ass off. We fell back into bed and picked up where we left off. "Boy, am I ever lucky", I think, as I resume pounding away at this little hottie.

The next morning, I woke up to the sight of the sun shining' on those huge hooters RIGHT NEXT TO ME. You might guess what we did until 11 a.m.

So what about Day 3 Sandman? Take it from here.
HD

HD-Bad situation to have 2 chicas you are banging even know about each other, much less have them meet. You were right to take charge and do BTG, but I'll bet you could have cut the tension with knife before you decided.

HC
Sandman has said that I am either incredibly stupid, very ballsy or the luckiest SOB on earth. My vote goes for "incredibly stupid". In my defense, I have yet to study the appropriate protocol when interacting with service providers. (Oddly enough, my finishing school omitted that from the ciricculum)

Fortunately I had Sandman there to run cover and slap me. I'll learn one way or another

When's that book of Latina logic coming out anyways? I'm dying to read it. You finished yet?

HD
I also find myself at a loss frequently, and am not sure what the correct puta/whorehouse etiquette is. I have never completely understood why it is in bad taste sometimes to change chicas, when basically they fuck different guys all the time.

Deeg-I should have my Latina guide up in a day or two. The short version is you want to be in charge, but always remember to never to bring up to one favorita you are banging another Latina, much less introduce them.

It has nothing to do with logic. Indeed, the problem is that as Gringos we try to think too logically about it. We assume the Latina is ok with us telling her we just fucked or plan to fuck someone else because she's fucking more guys than we are fucking women. Sounds fair, right? WRONG. It's the worst thing you can do. It doesn't matter that you are "right" in the argument, NEVER tell the Latina you are banging another Latina because there is no upside. In my experience there are 3 things true about most Latinas-#1)They know how to fuck #2)They know how to dance #3)They are extraordinarily jealous.

When you tell one chica about others, it's a case where you can be right in your justification and win the battle...but you lose the war. The Latina doesn't care about you being right. She is jealous of the other Latina you are banging and she will remember it. Since my goal is good session quality, I say it makes since to never tell your favorita about other women and always deny when asked.

My vote goes to you being the luckiest SOB on earth. I just hope she does not dislocate your "toe"

Bull_Winkle
I'm not gonna lie to ya brother. Things could've turned out much worse were it not for some good fortune and the good will of my buddy Sandman. He went out of his way to help my sorry ass outta more than one bind. Just think how many times Rocky bailed you out ;)

HC1
So far, all of your advice has been good. This "be the man" shtick has paid off with royal returns. Your latest post says not to admit/discuss fucking other chicas though. Sandman has me thinking that some chicas like the 'bad boy' image of a guy who cannot be tamed. How does that fit in with your theory?

I tell my chicas that I will stay with them as long as each session is better than the last, and frequently wind up with some mind blowing experiences. What's your take on that?

HD-I don't think acting like a stud helps you much. Latinas see that kind of bullshit all the time from locals. They can see you are a rich Gringo who can fuck any woman he wants, so my advice would be to act quietly confident-like you know you are worthy and don't have to tell anyone.

The Latina already knows you're a monger and fucking anything that moves. However they don't want you to talk about other women and expect you to deny it if asked. They know it's a lie, but it's considered polite. Cuba may be a little different-the women there are so poor, they may overlook anything to get $20. As a general rule though, your session will be much better if you don't mention other women or mongering. Just tell her she's beautiful and you've been thinking of her the whole time you were apart.