Sleeping alone in Angeles. A true rarity for me, and when you think about it, at 19 bucks for the barfine for an all nighter (1000 pesos, exchange rate was 53-1 during my trip), unless you are truly sleep deprived like I was, there really is no need for it. But for ME it felt good to just rest that night and the sleeping aids I had taken knocked me out cold for 6 ½ hours.

Of course this still meant that I was up at DAWN, so I hadn’t really managed to reverse the sleep DEFICIT at all. When I woke up my throat still had a slight tickle, but it hadn’t even been 12 hours since I had started taking antibiotics, so I wasn’t too worried. In fact I was a bit relieved that it didn’t feel WORSE.

There’s not a whole lot to do in Angeles when you’re alone at 6 AM, but I took full advantage of having the internet in my room at Kokomoz and caught up on some things and then headed downstairs for an early breakfast. It’s not a lot of money either way, but having the computer and free internet in my room at Kokomoz and getting 150 pesos of food per day comped downstairs was saving me a good $4 a day off what would normally be sunk costs and in real terms was lowering the cost of my room from $24 a day to $20.

With all that time on my hands that morning I thought a bit about how much I had spent in my first week in Angeles and realized that I was spending a lot less than I had thought I would. When I first arrived I had figured that I would barfine two girls every night and then have a short time every day, which would have come out to about 2500 pesos or a little less than 50 bucks a day just on girls. But there were a couple of days where I ended up spending a grand total of 700 pesos on girls and maybe only was with one girl all day/night. Epi had been a very good influence on me and I had spent a LOT less on booze than I had anticipated. And with all the repeats I was doing, I wasn’t even spending much on ladies’ drinks either. While I wasn’t racking up the numbers of girls that I thought I would in Angeles, the good news was that I was spending less than I had planned too. And a trip to Thailand would be my reward for my thriftiness to that point. Gee, if only I could save money so easily in Mexico, I could take trips like these every few months!

I took a chance and texted Epi about 8:30, and he said he was getting up and heading down for breakfast. I joined him and we decided we’d go check the travel agencies that morning and check out logistics for the Thailand run. I had done a preliminary inquiry at Kokomoz travel office (another chance to see Vanessa!) the day before and was told that Egypt Air was the cheapest available at $295 for the round trip to Bangkok, but that they only left Wednesdays and Saturdays. I was looking to leave either Thursday or Friday if possible (hoping to stay 9 or 10 days in Thailand) and the fare seemed a little high, as Blazers had mentioned that he had seen offers near the $200 level a few weeks previous.

We walked down a bit past Margarita Station and I ended up finding a cheaper fare on Egypt Air at $250, but all seats were sold out for the week. Kuwait Air was the next best deal, and it also happened to be the same airline Epi was on. Except they were also booked until Saturday. When Epi found out he could change his ticket back a day to leave Saturday and I could book the same flight, that ended up working fairly well, and I bit the bullet on the $325 fare as I didn’t really have a choice with nearly everything else booked and my 8/1 flight home set in STONE. Epi started flirting pretty hard with the VERY pregnant travel chick and next thing you know she was telling him to take her to Thailand with him! He said he would, but she’d have to EARN every peso of that ticket, and she just laughed. Of course she joked as to whether the offer was still good when I went back to pick up my ticket a couple days later!

Anyway, it felt good to have the logistics of the Thailand trip nailed down, as it had just been a hypothetical the whole trip up to that point. And while I was still having a great time in Angeles, I was ECSTATIC about the thought of going to Thailand, a place I had heard even more about than the Philippines through the excellent reports on Clubhombre.

We ended up back at the Orchid and D’art joined us around lunchtime as we ended up sitting poolside with Bouncy, a girl Epi had apparently taken quite a liking to, having her with him several nights. Ilaw, Canada’s gift to the CH mongering contingent joined us soon thereafter as well, and we talked about going on a ‘Perimeter Run’ (a tour of the lower budget bars well past the more upscale Fields places we were in the midst of) later that afternoon but wouldn’t actually get to it until the next afternoon.

On the way back to Kokomoz and thinking about some afternoon barhopping, I decided to take a quick look up Santos and wound up running smack into Vicky, the short chubby chick with the MASSIVE rack that I had been toying with for pretty much the whole time I had been in AC as to whether I would take her up with me. This time I was pretty much cornered and it was time to either fish or cut bait.

And it really was an iffy decision. This chick just was NOT that attractive! But she had HUGE tits, was all OVER ME since the day I met her to let her blow me, and kept telling me that she’d SWALLOW. And talking to her in the alley like that with her rubbing my better half had me ROCK hard. Interesting… So as it was only going to set me back 50 pesos (<10 bucks) and I figured I’d at the very least get some pics of her tits, I said what the hell. And she delivered with one HELLUVA blow job!

As we got to my room I started taking pics first thing through the door and then made sure I had the camera on the bedstand as she got out of the shower. She relaxed on the bed and went to town on Lil’ Porker and she did an excellent job, consistently going deep like I CRAVE rather than doing too much tip work. My experiences with the fellatio abilities of the Santos girls while in AC was that they were VERY good at their jobs. Now if they could just match the Fields girls’ looks…

Anyway, while the head from Vicky was excellent, yanking on those HUMONGOUS tits while she was blowing me added immensely to the experience. THIS was the life, I was thinking to myself. Lying back in an air conditioned room getting my cock sucked and PAWING some giant tits, knowing full well that this little blow job queen would keep sucking for two HOURS if necessary to take it in the mouth. Man, if I could only get a morning BJ like this every morning back home I would probably be the happiest dude on the planet!

It didn’t take anywhere near two hours with Vicky, though, more like 20 minutes or so to blow a load in her mouth. And as she headed to the CR (bathroom) quite soon after, I have no idea whether she followed through on her swallow promise, though she said later that she did. What a dirty girl!

Epi and I were supposed to hook up for dinner that night at Margarita Station, but waiting for him to get ready I ended up hanging out at the rail at Kokomoz drinking Iced tea from their HUGE mason jars and watching the parade of girls heading to work after 5:30 in the afternoon. I saw the big titted bad lay from Misty’s pass and she wouldn’t even acknowledge my existence. I felt so HURT… A pleasant surprise came when Airport Girl passed and came over to say hi. I told her I’d be there to talk to her at work that night and she seemed very happy. While girls in Angeles are definitely there to make money and make a better life for their families, the attachment that some of them make to a guy is pretty amazing. And AG KNEW that I was going with plenty of other girls too, that when I wasn’t with her that somebody else was with me. What a town!

Epi soon showed up and we tried to hurry to make sure we made it all the way down to Margarita Station before the rain hit. It generally would rain every day in the afternoons fairly hard for 10 minutes or so before clearing up during my whole stay in Angeles, and while the rain caused problems (power going out, streets getting muddy and dirty), it generally would cool things off a little afterward so I didn’t really mind as long as I was INSIDE somewhere when it hit.

But this night the power went out when the rain hit at Marg. Station, and MAN, when those ceiling fans went off it got INFERNALLY hot in there! Luckily the power came on a few minutes later, as a usually hot place got unbearable without those fans.

Epi had a guest at dinner that night, a waitress that supposedly hadn’t barfined nearly at ALL during her short stay in AC, and a girl who was trying to hide the fact that she was out with Epi from her sister who worked in the same bar. She spent most of the time at dinner playing with her phone and I was just thinking the whole time that if it was ME and her name wasn’t Flaca, I would have kicked that chick to the curb before her food showed up. But Epi put some effort in with her and later reported that she had turned into an ANIMAL in the room. Whoda thunk it?

Things didn’t seem to be going well between them, though, as it became time to pay the check and leave, and the girl seemed very shy around me, I headed to the bar to finish a rather large margarita (I ordered the medium…) that I had ordered on a whim. I ended up sitting next to a rather pretty girl who was playing with her phone but looking rather bored. I talked to her for a bit and found out that she worked in one of the hotels well away from Fields and that she was supposedly waiting for a friend. Of course I saw her the next night in the exact same spot, so maybe Margarita Station was actually what Pickup Disco was supposed to be?

Epi ended up heading back to the room with his honey saying he’d text mein awhile, so suddenly I was at the far end of Fields with no plans for the evening besides having promised to see Airport Girl at some point. Uh, gee, what’s a boy to do in Angeles at 8 PM on a Tuesday night??? Hmm… let me think…

And lo and behold I ran right into D’art outside the first bar that I was going to check out! D’art said he was leaving for Manila on Thursday and was on a mission to see as many of the bars in Angeles that he hadn’t seen yet. So we hit as many as we could working our way down Fields including some REALLY iffy places.

Of course Camelot was one of the first places we got to and Airport Girl came quickly over as we sat in the back by the bar. D’art seemed to really like seeing some of the videos on the big screen, and we saw a video about some stupid song called the ‘Cheeky Girls’ with the dumbest lyrics EVER that we had actually seen a little bit of one afternoon when I was showing him my pics. Of course they followed this pop crap up with Rammstein… The music at Camelot was just a little ‘different’!

I paid Airport Girl’s barfine and told her that she was to wait here in the bar for me and that if I didn’t come back before closing she was to meet me at my room at 3 AM. Thinking about this now it kind of boggles my mind that such an arrangement can be made in SE Asia as I remember well the countless hours I have spent in my life waiting for or getting stood up by Mexican working chicas. But I would have bet my entire tripmoney at this point that AG would do exactly as she was told, and of course she did.

D’art and I hit several places after that, including one place (that had undergone a recent name change, maybe D’art can help me out with it) where we both bought a girl a drink and got to mess around a bit with them in the bar. My girl got EXTREMELY friendly and spent most of her time on my lap topless. At one point the two girls at our encouragement started acting like they were into each other, and I think D’art may have got a pic of that. Of course as soon as the camera came out some chick came over and told us to put it away.

D’art and I would end up at Private Dancer, and after having a drink there and checking things out for about 10 minutes or so we had both seen enough and decided it was on to the next place. But after I came back from the CR and was waiting for D’art to do the same, some chica came over and crawled UNDER THE TABLE and started giving me a sample BJ through my pants. And the next thing I knew she was grinding a VERY nice ass on my lap… These things quickly got my attention, and the next thing I knew I was asking her if she wanted to leave with me! Of course she did, so I paid the 1000 pesos (at 53-1 that’s a little less than 19 dollars) and she went to change. All of this happened before D’art got back from the CR and he seemed a little surprised when I told him that I had barfined somebody while he was gone!

My chick took seemingly FOREVER to change, and I began to wonder if barfining her had been a good idea as it had been my dick telling me on the spur of the moment that he wanted THAT and wanted that NA (now, in the PI). With her taking so long he was having second thoughts…

D’art stayed there waiting with me and a minute later he was asking a waitress to bring over a tall dancer off the stage. Of course he had to tell her 15 times before she could figure out which girl he was talking about, but finally the girl came over and he bought her a drink. After about 15 minutes my girl finally appeared to be ready, and I left D’art there with his new dancer friend and headed out. I found out later that he had barfined that girl and said he had a good short time with her. It was funny how we became probably the biggest spending customers in that pretty dead bar that night after paying the bar tab of ~ 1 dollar and getting ready to leave!

Epi had texted me while I was waiting for my barfine to change and said he was at Blue Fox and that we should come over. So I took my new date over there and Epi and Ilaw were looking pretty comfortable with a BUNCH of girls hanging around them. Ilaw was feeling NO pain at that point and I found out that the papasan had apparently been sending over free shots of ‘green shit’ for him to enjoy. Of course Ilaw was probably buying two ladies’ drinks for every shot of ‘green shit’, but he had what looks like half the girls in the bar keeping him company, and if money can buy THAT it sounds like a good deal to ME.

We hung out for a couple of drinks (and the green shit wasn’t bad, I must say), and I ended up buying a blow job shot for one of Ilaw’s little friends, a big titted girl who I would later found out had supposedly only lost her cherry the week before. She was REALLY inexperienced and kept cheating by using her hands, but the look on her face when she was done with the shot, all scrunched up and nauseated looking, was PRICELESS. I would buy her several more blow job shots in the next few days, but there was nothing like the first time.

As I had a date with Airport Girl for later that night I decided to take Private Dancer girl back to the room and get down to business. This girl’s face wasn’t that cute at all,and I found her a little too skinny and flat chested. I probably never would have looked twice at her in the bar if she hadn’t literally ASSAULTED my dick. And she was quite a bit older than the girls I had been going with in AC, claiming to be 23 but instantly backing off that when I started laughing. My guess was that she was at least 27. But her ASS felt incredible to me with the just the right mix of fleshiness and bone, and I was DAMNED happy to be on the verge of enjoying it properly once we got to the room. Mutual showers and then it was time for some fun.

We started out with some kissing, and PD girl got me very hot this way. Pretty soon she was kissing me all the way down, and what started as a very teasing BJ ended up being a very good one and she sucked for a good long time. Hey, maybe there’s something to be said for the older girls!

We ended up in 69, and unlike most girls she didn’t get so distracted that she quit sucking when the juices started flowing and she started bucking on my face. Soon enough we were screwing and this girl was simply an INCREDIBLE lay! She did the Asian squat rabbit fuck thing better than any chick I had ever been with, then followed that up with stellar performance in half a dozen other positions. We screwed for at least 45 minutes and actually had to stop a couple of times to catch or breath we were going at it so hard.

I was having a hard time cumming, and at one point I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to finish. And after I hadn’t finished during the photo shoot session the night before, I started obsessing about it a little bit and wondering what the hell was going on. Maybe all the sex I had had during my first week in AC was catching up to me.

But PD girl was in no rush to go anyplace or in any hurry to stop screwing, and there was still wood to spare so we kept going. And going. At one point I was wondering if I was going to end up with a knot on my cock from hitting the back wall of her pussy and doing push ups, but stuff like that is always better to worry about later!

I finally did come, and O my GAWD was it ever worth the wait. For the second time on my trip I came harder and with more volume than I ever had in my life before, and at the precise moment of truth PD girl yanked shut the Kegel muscles and I literally SCREAMED as I let loose. THAT was inSANEly pleasurable and at that moment I wanted to POSSESS this girl and relive that moment over, and over and over again like 15 times a day until I died.

I looked up at her, both of us in a pool of sweat, her face all red from the workout and we just started kissing and licking sweat off of each other’s faces like we were truly in love. At that very moment I think I WAS. This kind of plain looking and (relatively speaking, for Angeles) slightly older chick had just completely rocked my world.

I felt a bit bad that I was going to have to dismiss her for the evening, but I was honest and told her that before I had met her that I had made a date for the evening, and that I was sorry to have to kick her out. She said she understood, and we exchanged numbers and I told her I would see her the next day. And I did end up buying her a drink. But unbelievably she would just soon fade into the montage of all the other girls on my trip and we wouldn’t hook up again. Epi kept trying to beat into my head that EVERYTHING in Angeles is replaceable, and as it turns out, he was pretty damned correct. But JEEZUS I had a great session with the Private Dancer girl.

I walked her downstairs and we said our goodbyes about 2:45 and I grabbed a table and waited for Airport Girl to show up. I waited with someone I knew that evening, but can’t remember who. I kept commenting that she was late as 3:07 rolled around (my watch is always fast…) and she still wasn’t there. But she showed up at 3:12 with a huge smile on her face, and all was forgiven. And while I thought that there was no way I was ready for boom boom again so quickly after having been RAVAGED the hour before, I simply found Aiport Girl so irresistably sexy that with some help from vitamin V we also had a marathon session that night and again in the morning. And I wonder why I cry myself to sleep every night now that I’m back in the WORLD! I miss Angeles just a LITTLE bit right now.

Photos: Vicky (33) 76 77 78 79 90 91
Photo: Private Dancer 92

Photos: Bahama Mamas 93 94
Photos: Private Dancer B 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102
Bahama Mamas and Private Dancer B photos donated by d'Artagnan

So as it was only going to set me back 50 pesos (<10 bucks) ...

Was that 500 pesos?

OOPS. Yes, 500 Filipino pesos.

Sounds like you have a gf in AC.

Poker, nice report! Have you and gang considered using Cialis (the 24 hour pill), or have already? And do they they sell it in AC?

Porker this is without a doubt one of the best reports I've read here. Thank you for telling your exploits so vividly and honestly. It has reminded me of the first trip that I made to Costa Rica which unraveled much the same way only more expensively. I can't wait for the next installment.

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Gentlemen, thanks. Never heard of Cialis, I will look into that.

Blazers, I thought I had two GF's in Angeles until one got extremely quiet once I told her I wouldn't send her money upon request. I think I will sic Epi on her in a week or so!!! She'll LOVE that!!!

Porker, damn, your killing me, have not laugh this much in a long time, thanks for bringing us along for the ride.

Hummmmm...Is it my imagination or are the girls you are doing going down hill in looks? It really doesn't matter so long as you are having fun and enjoying yourself...and it sounds like you are!

Now you are off to LOS this weekend. This should get very interesting. Can't wait to hear your thoughts and comparisons on Thai girls vs-Flipas.

Keep up the great report. Brightens my day.

Sandman

Porker, I'm gonna have to keep a scrapbook of these treasures. My latest favorite: "and at the precise moment of truth PD girl yanked shut the Kegel muscles and I literally SCREAMED as I let loose. THAT was inSANEly pleasurable and at that moment I wanted to POSSESS this girl and relive that moment over, and over and over again like 15 times a day until I died."

Amen brother. I LOVE it when that happens.

I'm going to have to proceed with caution now when clicking on your photos. I must mentally prepare myself for the horror. I still think this report is an instant classic. I will help your depression by giving live reports after I leave tomorrow.

Truly an outstanding report, on every level. Thank you, and get some rest. So, have you booked your next trip to PI yet?
I hope this doesn't mean we won't be reading anymore adventures of $5 adventures in Monterey.

Blazers
They're not THAT bad-- well maybe Vicky. Actually it is nice to know there is a guy for every girl. I used to feel really sorry for the chubbettes that shuffled and bent the poles in LOS. Now I know there is at least one guy who will barfine them !!!!
Another trip to SEA ?? You're my hero !!!


BTW I hate you !!! I'm working and paying your share of taxes while you're off fucking spinners ! Remember what kharma is about my friend. I believe you will be someones prison bitch in your next life. Think about it !!

LOL

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Bahama Mama's! Yeah, that's the name. Formerly Bird Cage, I think they said. Thanks, D'art, for the pics.

Porker, suberb report has been stated already. Glad you made it there and wrote about your experiences so vividly, helps me to recall some of my similar memories too. There are definitely some very talented BJ'ers on Blow Alley and out of the 7x or 8x times I've been there, I always seem to have one unexpected surprise and a sexperience that sets a new standard.... all for such a resonalbe price! Unbelievable.

Bingo, thanks. You're one of the guys that sold me on a trip to AC over other possible destinations. I owe you for introducing me to such an incredible place!

Porker

I'll DEFINITELY let the girl that asked for money know what I think of that. I'll oil up my digits (not TOO much as I don't want to be that nice) and being the gyno/procto exam. I'm CERTAIN my attention to detail will not go unrewarded!! Think she's still as fond of me as she was on the ride to the mall?

That girl we had dinner with was VERY skittish with you around. Actually she was very skittish in general as I was her second customer and she was freaked out about me knowing her sister. I'm certain her sister shared some stories too. That ST with her was SUPER lovey-dovey. It wasn't until the NEXT session she was a FREAK FREAK FREAK!!!!

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Another sad Epi update: Vicky is now supposedly married and retired. SAY IT AIN'T SO!!! What a 'lucky' guy her hubby is!