In May I went to Angeles City. I liked it REAL GOOD!

My first night I got very lucky and met this girl

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who only wanted 21 bucks (^*@#$%## inflation!!!) to let me stick my dick in her.

She was so nice I stuck my dick in twice. Or 4 times, I forget… I used three condoms because I hate the way it feels when I get spooge and jus de puki all inter-twixed around my wanger.

The next day I woke up early and started drinking at breakfast at the MO-staurant the way any good vacationer should.

My dreamgirl from the night before said she had to go home around 11 AM. I gave her p300 tip because I fucked her 4 times in 12 hours, and I read on some internet message board that I owed a bit of a kickback because I got some decent bang for the buck from her.

Ob coarse I was a little reluctant to part with that amount since she left on HER TIME and I usually figured on a noon-ish round 5 and no one in their right mind would tell such a girl to go home before a post-brunch boink.

But I liked her sooo much that I figured I’d be doing her again soon, and didn’t wanna be labeled as a AUSSIE-caliber cheapskate!

More on this chick later…

My second night, I went to that chick’s bar and she wasn’t there. Maybe I tipped her too much? NAAAAAHHH!!!

I was so depressed I had THREE drinks in a HALF-DOZEN bars before I wound up at Dirty Duck at 2 AM with a SWOLLEN c-cupped dolly I had epic-ly boned back in April onstage smiling at me with a gap-toothed grin! She out-smarted me into buying her a pre-barfine ladies’ drink before taking me back to the room to bang the living HELL OUT OF ME.

Things turned a little weird when she claimed she was ‘too sore’ to fuck more after I graciously took her along when I went out for my 4 AM Sub Delicious snack and had a brain-cramp and let her order whatever she wanted from the menu. Note to SubD management (and, dare I say, ALL AC RESTAURANTS!!!): GET THE M*FUCCXIN OVERPRICED PRAWNS OFF THE JESUS_F INGODDAMNED-F’INCHRISTMENU>ASAP.OKEY???

Ob coarse after I told her I’d take it up with her mother-san the next day if she wanted to get kicked to the curb with no 2nd round, she did relent and get MeSoHORNY for me after a few crocodile tears. I felt very manly slamming my vitamin-enhanced boner into her triaged-twat.To her credit, my love of the late-evening took it like a trooper. I think in her mind that gave her every right to text me 5x a day for the rest of my trip…

Girl #2 did earn brownie points for giving up a half-sleeping post-breakfast 3rd round at 11 AM, though. Made me almost-halfway wanna respond to her text when she said she was in Manila the day I arrived 130 minutes early before my return flight from NAIA to home… ALMOST! (YEAH, I was scared to miss my flight home for one more slice!!!)

Night 3… Out barhoppy with a buddy, got a call after 11 PM from a Santos girl I knew from my trip a month earlier. She said she didn’t want to sleep alone that night. As she has the BIGGEST, FIRMESTEST TITS IN THE KNOWN UNIVERSE (no exaggeration) , I told her to “wait me” in her bar and I’d arrive tout de suite to barfine her and make her “nice” hotel (air-con/NO MOSQUIS/hotshower/cableTV/musicvids) dreams cum tru. Not a bad deal for p600 (giving away her bar, I know) for 2x boom2. In some (nameless! MINE!!!) countries she’d be worth 100x that!

Sugar susu ended up pissing me off, though, when she claimed to have to leave at 10 AM the next morning. No 3rd bonk after paying a SANTOS LT barfine at midnight??? SORRY, but THAT owl don’t hoot! She got a p100 “gratuite” and apparently didn’t like it, as for the next several months she’d text a friend and say “Porqxer, a mi, no me gusta! He asswhole”! Not MY goddamned fault she double-shifted as a cashier and had to be at work as soon as the heat started to sizzle on Santos, now, was it?

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I was so pissed off that I had an “early leaver” from Santos I headed directly to Nifty’s after my post-late-morning nap to delve deep into their mid-afternoon lineup.

End part 1. Will continue if there’s interest.

I vote for part 2. Excellent start !

Fuckin majestic juggs indeed !!

I likes your riytin style.

Was that the rum and coke breakfast. Ahh!! nothing like a good breastfast for breakfast.

More of Dirty Duck girl

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And Santos girl...

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Nice cones...

Hahaha --- Tales from the Cheap Side. Hmmm damn I think I am gonna go back to visit miss Titties next trip. Can't wait for part two. Love the new narrative voice.

Even though they play country western music there, I'd play Yankee Doodle on those jugs all night long!

Thanks Pork!

Sandman

A new narrative voice...LOL

Either Porker is undergoing a metamorphosis as a writer, or he was "fumando la pipa" en Monterrey before he cranked this one out...

Pork-her,
glad you had a gread time. 'santos tits' has porker written all over them.

Ah yes, the power of the piso in stroking some tart.

Nice Porker. "Santos Tits" is a real find! I also vote for part 2 of the report!

Val

Porker, I've been having dreams about Miss

Santos Tits. I guess I gotta go back to PI

again. Looking through some pics from last trip

to PI and found a friend of ours.

Happy Thanksgiving!!


Photo: PI Friend

This May trip was a truly spur of the moment thing. I was pricing tickets for my summer vacation in July, and they were just outrageously expensive for anything in the first 10 days in July. I had well over 100,000 frequent flyer miles on China Air, but July was during their peak travel dates, meaning I’d need 140K miles for even a coach ticket. Normally 140K and you’re flying 1st class. But I was still 1-trip short of 140K miles. So… I figured I’d actually ‘save’ money by taking an extra trip in May! Airfares were much lower, plus I’d be able to get a free ticket for July. I had a couple of Mexican holidays at work in early May and a schedule that gave me one day a week off, so I ended up getting an 8 day trip with only a couple unpaid days at work. Since I don’t get paid much anyway, THAT wasn’t a huge deal! See, sometimes it’s GOOD to be poor!

I was also excited about meeting up with Epimetheus again on a trip. I had missed him the last couple times around, and the daily breakfast meetings with him are a real treat for me. As I’ve said before, the man has probably forGOTTEN more about bargirls than many of us will ever know, and his incredible wit and over the top stories are just pure entertainment. As an added bonus, I found out, Bahtman was going to be joining us in AC. While it was a mini-MongerPalooza compared to the one in AC over July 4th weekend, it was a fun one nonetheless.

But as they weren’t due to arrive for a few days after I got to AC, the initial focus for me was just pure, all out sex, as reflected in the first chapter posted. And that mode continued.

I had heard many good things about the good times out on Perimeter Rd. in the afternoons before, and had been to many of the bars a couple times myself, but hadn’t ever partaken beyond Touch of Class, which is just a stone’s throw from Margarita Station itself. Especially interesting were MongerX, DM and Xenono’s tales of the “sample” BJ’s available at Club Rio/Nifty’s. As I like in bar BJ’s as well as the next guy, and figuring that 100 pesos for the “sample” (you need to buy a ladies’ drink) seemed OH so right, I met up with Bud (Bigballs) and jumped on a jeep one afternoon and set out to check it out for myself.

Bud had advised we get to Rio by 1 PM opening time so we could be guaranteed good seating in a corner booth, and it was good advice, as those sitting out in the open tend to make girls “shy”. Bud let me get in the catbird seat, and soon, predictably, several of the girls in the midst of changing into their ‘uniforms’ (mostly see through teddies) came over to eagerly offer me a “sample” if I bought them a drink. For those of you who may have never been in a bar where girls were competing over who got to suck your cock, I highly recommend that you visit such an establishment before you kick off.

I quickly chose the girl showing the most cleavage to get started, but she delayed proceedings a bit to go fetch a little plastic bowl full of ice. Apparently they use ice as a way to squeegee clean your unit so it’s hygienic to slurp on. It was a unique technique, and I’d probably recommend against it in the future, as the ice is quite desensitizing, at least to Porker Jr.

But soon enough, Ms. Ripe Tits was happily slurping away. Pausing every minute or so to milk out some pre-cum and wipe Jr. down with ice. This continued uninterrupted for a good 10 minutes until she said she needed a little break and suggested that I pick another girl to ‘help’! Sounded to me like a damned good idea at the time, as two girls slobbing one’s knob intuitively sounded better than one!

For the second girl, I picked one that seemed quite wide-eyed over the whole in bar BJ thing, and who I’d caught staring at us several times. She was quite a bit better looking than the other girls that had offered to “help”, and was young, rather tall for a Filipina, and thin. During previous introductions, she had also quickly blurted out that she was a cherry girl (virgin). Apparently she was an accomplished cocksucker, however. When Mr. Ripe Tis headed for the back dressing room, Cherry happily lifted her top, wiped me down with ice and continued the slurping while her “price of admission” lady’s Coke was whisked to the table by a waitress.

The first girl returned after a couple of minutes while Cherry was still working on me, and said it was her turn again. I’d describe both of their techniques as rather good. It wasn’t the best BJ I’d ever had on either count, but then again, even a merely competent BJ feels PRETTY FUCKING AWESOME!

For the next 10 minutes they switched on and off, but each switch resulted in my dick getting the ice treatment once again, which got to be more than a little annoying. It’s hard enough for me to spooge from a BJ anyway, and the awkward switches and the de-sensitizing ice wasn’t helping at ALL. The good news about keeping my dick in their mouths for so long, is that neither had really touched their cokes. I probably could have had them slurping on Jr. in the bar for a good hour for the cost of p100 each!

But I was getting HORNY! I had been told by both girls that cumming wasn’t allowed there in the bar, and that I’d be charged the short time fee of p700 if I did. Others have reported much better results, however, so maybe this was just the Porker price or something.

But after a good 25-30 minutes of getting my pole yanked and slurped, I was getting HORNY! I inquired about continuing in a more comfortable setting, and was told I’d have to pay p700. And which girl did I want? Uhm, I wanted BOTH! “p1400 seeer…” I briefly thought about taking them back to my room, but with Bud waiting and Ahora007 due to meet us there, I didn’t want to interrupt the party to head all the way back to Central Park in a trike, not to mention that I wanted to spooge NOW! I quickly confirmed that I could at least fuck Ms. Ripe Tits, while cherry girl would be BJ only.

We got upstairs and my mouth dropped open a little bit at what crappy accomodations we had: The room was blisteringly hot, the AC was apparently busted and now only a window decoration, and the only relief was a fan (electric fan in Phil-speak). The ‘furniture’ in the room was some futon shaped cheesily upholstered couch/matt and an ottoman. I quickly had buyer’s remorse and wanted to jump in a trike and head back to my clean, air-con hotel room!
But the girls at least had brought the bowl of ice! That cooled things off a little bit, as they rubbed my upper body with it. They then encouraged me to lie back on the little futon thingy (Mx would later mention about how NASTY that little couch thingy upstairs at Rio/Nifty’s must be!) and again resumed taking turns at sucking my cock. This time, upstairs, I got to finger Ms. Ripe tits, suck tits and suck face with the non-sucker of the moment. This was highly pleasurable!

Despite the mamasan’s pounding on the door and insisting that a condom be used, when all of my three broke while I was banging Ms. Ripe Tits, I had a little discussion with the girls about where I was going to deposit my load. Ms. Ripe Tits looked horrified that I might cum inside, so that was apparently out. Then Cherry ran away in fear when I suggested cumming on HER face. In the end it was decided I’d squirt on Ripe Tit’s ripe tits. Both girls let out a little yelp when the squirt gun spat and I got Cherry to run for cover again when I feigned turning in her direction for one of the blasts!

Happily relieved of my load, it soon became obvious that we were all DRENCHED with sweat. It is generally friggin’ HOT in the PI in May, and in a second story room with no A/C or ventilation, it was BOILING. The girls cooled me down a bit with ice and napkins, but I was eager to get dressed and head back to the air con downstairs. As we were leaving I felt very generous and gave each girl a 100 pesos tip. It was only later that I added things up and realized that two drinks, two short time fees and two tips had ended up costing me 1800 pesos. While in the big scheme of things (peso was ~55-1) this is not that expensive, and the experience was worth it, it was nearly double what I could have gotten from Santos st. girls in the clean, air-con comfort of my hotel room, and probably for much longer than 45 minutes I got between the bar and the ST room upstairs. Oh well, it’s only money, right?

Another afternoon on this trip I actually went back to get some more samples, but there was some guy with a date in the bar at Rio, and the girls claimed they couldn’t give samples while a non-employeed local was present. All I could do was stare daggers at the guy ruining my fun, but he was quite oblivious to the fact that his ‘barhopping’ in a BJ bar was truly lame.

I pouted all the way back to Nifty’s (probably 8 feet, round trip) where I had a beer and enjoyed their air-con and was soon treated to some flashes from girls onstage. One girl was sort of cute with braces, but had MASSIVE floppy D cup tits, my all time favorite thing in the world. She was apparently rather new in the bar, all giggly and nervous, but she was pretty obvious in her efforts to get my attention. She squealed when I helped myself to her goodies as she passed, then broke out in a laughing fit where I thought she was going to piddle in her little PJ bottoms she was wearing. She then hit me up for a short time romp, and quickly forgetting what a hellhole the upstairs area had been, I quickly bit as I wanted to bury my bone in that big titted chick.

I did delay things a bit by having her braces-clad mouth blow me for a good 5 minutes. I hear tell of one of our monger brothers that just goes CRAZY for girls with braces. I certainly don’t have his fetish to that degree, but I think they’re cute, and I actually like the feel of them mashing down on my better half when a girl’s sucking me. After a bit of full immersion titty fucking, I finally slipped my cock in her, and I certainly didn’t set any records for longest screw. MAYBE 20 spirited pumps and I was filling the bottom condom with joy juice.

I had some uber-sleazy fun in Rio/Nifty’s on this trip. On-site short-time is the ultimate spur of the moment highs: One minute you’re in the bar drinking, relaxing, pawing to your heart’s content (and maybe even enjoying a BJ or two), the next, you’re balls deep in the first chick that gets your dick to jump! I can certainly think of worse ways to spend an afternoon!

Like stuck at the fucking salt mine trying to stave off daydreams of little brown island fuck bunnies.

(Message edited by porker on December 07, 2005)

Rio BJ girls. Left is Cherry, right is Ripe Tits.

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Ms. Floppy Tits (Nifty's)

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Great Chapter. I am glad to see Miss Chokesondick has found a summer job.

Yeah it's quite a shame that you now had to buy 3 drinks to get the sample and they only do them upstairs. I've puked more than fair share of 100 peso notes in the Houses of Sweaty Cock.

Another thing that was spur of the moment on this trip was packing. I waited until the last minute, like I usually do, and then ended up almost not finishing something I desperately needed to get done for work before disappearing for 10 days. In the end I completely forgot my shaving kit, and ended up testing out some 3rd world toiletry products. If you're considering trying this at home, I would HIGHLY recommend against it!

I was leaving out of MTY airport (a good hour’s drive away from my home) this time to get to the left coast for the China Air flight. I used a Continental voucher from one of the world’s most hassle-free bumps ever coming home from Xmas vacation, and it got me a free flight plus a couple more FF miles that put me over the top for another free flight. But I almost didn’t make the plane to the U.S. do to the work commitment I already mentioned. I ended up having to take a 70 USD (including 10+ bucks in tolls) taxi ride to make my flight out of MTY (I usually take buses/taxis for about 20 bucks. For those of you that know how penurious I am, you can probably imagine how pissed off I was to be in such a situation.

The China Air flight was an actual JOY – after all I was on my way to my happiest place on Earth (Angeles City) – and China Airlines’ in-flight individual entertainment system just completely ROCKS. And you don’t have to spend 200 bucks more for it, it’s available for everyone, even in economy. With a window seat and the middle seat open, I was able to stretch out and 14 hours kind of just whizzed by. For those pooh-poohing a trip to Asia due to the long trans-Pacific flight, I hear you, but for ME, I am completely used to the long haul now.

Another added pleasure from this trip: China Airlines’ lounges in Taipei are extremely SWEET. Boozing it up while hitting the internet, taking breaks only to gorge on their dumplings and noodles cooked to order food offerings makes the time between flights (and China Air offers excellent connection timing on both outbound and homeward routes) absolutely fly by. Unfortunately the lounges at LAX and their leased lounge in MNL tend to suck (lol, though both offer the same key ingredient, FREE and FREE FLOWING booze!).

Still a bit galled at paying more than 2000 pesos for a van ride to AC on my last trip (tolls had recently been jacked WAAAY up), I decided on this trip to try and save some money by taking the bus to AC. Now if you’re considering trying THIS at home, I think it’s a great way to save trip money.

First thing after clearing immigration/customs (NEVER a problem in Manila/NAIA, but a different story if flying into Clark), I went upstairs to the departure area (had to show a supposed E-ticket to some security guard) to try and get a metered taxi that had just dropped someone off. While I did get one immediately, this may actually turn out to be tricky on occasion, as taxis are technically not supposed to pick up passengers there. Had I gotten a taxi from the MAFIA-controlled area upstairs, they’d have charged me (or tried to, anyway) 300 pesos to go about 5 KM to Pasay City (EDSA blvd.) where I got the Rabbit air-con bus to Dau (for all intents and purposes, Angeles City). Using the metered taxi, it cost me ~ a whopping 60 pesos.
And the busride was also dirt cheap, like 123 pesos (peso was ~55-1 USD). You can stow your luggage below on the Greyhound type bus, but on my first trip in the PI, I wasn’t about to do so, even though a 3 year old pair of jeans was probably the most valuable thing in it. Since I was only going for a week or so and having packed at the last minute, I only had a carry-on sized bag and figured it could sit under my feet for a couple hours if I had to do that. I ended up getting two seats to myself, though that may not always happen.

I was prepared for the worst as far as delays taking the bus, but despite a half-dozen stops to let people jump off en route, we made it to Dau in less than two hours door to door, which was less than 3 hours total since I stepped off the plane. Walking 50 yards to the main street to get a jeepney (7.5 pesos, 15 cents) to “Main Gate” got me dropped off 4 blocks from my hotel (Kokomoz), and I was extremely happy with the decision to take the bus, as I had saved more than 30 USD with completely minimal hassle and cost myself MAYBE 45 minutes of travel time. Again, if you’re traveling light, taking the public bus system to AC is cheap, hassle free, and you still make good time.

I ended up staying at Kokomoz for the first few days of my trip, as my favorite place to stay, Central Park Hotel, had no rooms available on short notice. (For my next upcoming trip at New Year’s, CPH had no rooms available two MONTHS in advance. Looks like pimping them is biting me in the ass.)

Checking in at Kokomoz was about as hassle free as imaginable, I just walked up to Mo sitting at the big table and he sent someone to fetch my key to let me in the room. They did already have my info on file, but it’s amazing being in your room less than a minute after walking into a hotel.

My stay at Kokomoz was fairly hassle free this time (I’ve had some snafus there in the past, particularly with water pressure – think NO WATER—and leaky air con, etc.), but a couple of things just ended up being intolerable: The air-con in the room was just WEAK. And when combined with the fact that it didn’t blow around the corner where the desk with the computer (all rooms at Kokomoz have a desk top with free hi-speed net access) was, that section of the room ended up BOILING hot from 9 AM onward.

Well after dark when I had ‘company’ and more interesting things to do than play around on the internet, the BED had metal springs that were hard as HELL. My knees soon ended up with strawberries on them, but the real casualties seemed to be the bargirls that ended up with welts on their backs from the wear and tear.

Another ‘interesting’ phenomenon was a ROCK BAND playing (at top volume) inside Kokomoz bar/restaurant directly below my window from 10 PM to 2 AM. Now I don’t often hit the sack during those hours on trips to Asia anyway, so that wasn’t a disaster, but it also wouldn’t have been my ideal situation for choosing a hotel room either. It DID end up being kind of interesting fucking Lollipop girl with “Sweet Child O Mine” wailing all around us. (BTW, they don’t have the band playing at Mo’s anymore).

Just as I thought my knees might start openly bleeding from the battle injuries the bed springs caused and that I might need IV fluids from all the sweat I was losing while in my room in the AM, a stroll over to Central Park for breakfast had them informing me that a room had opened up. I couldn’t possibly have moved my stuff in soon enough! It really felt good to be HOME.

And my stay at CPH was great, as always. I ended up renting a laptop from them (p250 a day), and with that added convenience, they had everything Kokomoz had, and everything was 10x better. Well except for the pool… But Mo’s pool is free for everyone to use anyway, so no real incentive to stay there just for that.

My main place for meals in Angeles is Sub Delicious, and I just completely love that place, probably eating there every day in AC. Other places I eat at a lot are the Shawarma place on Fields, Margarita Station, Kokomoz and Hole in the Wall. I also love the cheeseburger at Central Park. This trip Bud introduced me to the ‘Bistro’ near the new WOW bar annex on Fields, and Epi had us eating at Salvatore’s quite a bit. They were OK, but I don’t think either of those places will be making the rotation.

I know people have complained about the food in AC on the board, but I actually really like it, and after a few days I end up feeling insanely BLOATED. As this was only an 8 night trip, I felt like I had to hit all my favorite places too, which meant I was stuffing my face even more than usual. Porker indeed likes to stuff his face!

After Epimetheus and Bahtman arrived, I would generally meet up with them for a late breakfast and then we’d also generally meet up in the evening for barhopping. Two GREAT trip companions, as were Bud and Ahora this time around too. Bahtman and I ended up having a bit of an adventure when he had to find an actual working ATM (with actual CASH IN IT) on a Sunday afternoon, and we must have walked all over downtown Angeles in the area around Jenra mall trying to find one. Lesson learned: Bring cash to AC, and/or, take care of your banking needs during the week.

Barhopping was generally a LOT of fun this trip. Epi usually had quite an entourage with him, and they usually tried to out-do themselves trying to entertain him in the bars. I got drunk a few times with Bud and Ahora, particularly the night Fred the papasan at Roadhouse seemed to be giving us 4 drinks for every one we bought. Luckily I didn’t get blitzed enough to show “Mini Me” while dancing onstage like Ahora and Bud did. Since I had dragged Epi into that bar to witness this debacle, it wouldn’t surprise me if he arranged to be elsewhere on all my future trips!

I also had a ton of fun drinking and barhopping with Lollipop girl, who I ended up spending my last two nights with in addition to night one. For whatever reason, I have tended to end up with goody two-shoes girls that generally didn’t like to drink with me on all my previous trips. But this girl… Well, we had a lot of fun.

Of course she ended up going back to her elderly Brit barowner “ex” boyfriend about a week before my next trip after this one (July), and he had the good sense to keep her out of the AC bars. It would have been nice to see her (and FUCK HER) again, but it was probably for the best, as it’s tough to sail with an ANCHOR tying you down, di ba?

Don’t worry, we’ll soon be back to gash and gory details after this (lengthy) interlude.

Back to the “action”…

One night after barhopping with Epi, I ended up alone at Las Vegas, and was just sitting there checking things out when girls started to pretty much swarm me. Yeah, it was a slow night!!!

I got the standard BS questions about 14 times in 5 minutes, and after awhile about all you can do to stay sane is make up even dumber answers to the “where u stay? U have GF?”.

Eventually when I refused to buy any drinks (claiming poverty) the crowd thinned, but one older, thicker chick came back for a second go. I admired her guts and her impressive cleavage, and when our initial conversation was a lot more amusing than the previous idiocy, I invited her for a drink so she could give me a barfine sales pitch. And she laid out in intimate detail what she had planned for me. Reminded me of the scene in Coming to America where Arsenio Hall in drag tells Eddie Murphy “I’m gonna tear you up!” Bottom line is that the chick looked me in the eye and told me that anything my dirty little mind could imagine, she’d do!

Now this wasn’t my first time in a bar, and I’d heard empty promises before, but the beauty of Angeles City is that your total liability is only ~ 20 bucks if you get a non-performer, so there’s really not a lot of risk. If things don’t work out, you cut bait and move on the next one. But when this chick told me about the 3-hole extravaganza that awaited me, I believed her. BARFINE!!!

And in the room she pretty much delivered. Good BJ with the tongue stud I had admired in the bar being put to good use. A little traditional screwing to get warmed up, and then time to pop her cornhole. And my GAWD did that chick ever keep her promises! Her little asshole worked my cock better than my right hand does after 25 years of practice! I mean she was massaging my dick with her sphincter muscle! After a bit, though, I started hallucinating and getting paranoid. I couldn’t avoid thinking about Eddie Murphy again! The scene where he acts like a gay Mr. T and says “I’ll clench my butt cheeks and RIP YOUR DICK OFF!”

And there was no doubt in my mind that the chick COULD do it too. Her tight little ass could feel like an absolute VISE when she clenched up. I was totally blown away by her skill.

And she could take a pounding too. Call me sheltered, but I’ve only met one other chick in my life that let me pound her ass like that, and that was the borderline nympho ex-GF. Unfortunately this chick turned out to be nearly as schizo. But that was later, several hours after pounding her ass led me to squirt about a half-gallon of spooge!

When round one finished, we laid talking on the bed for quite awhile. Sometimes being with an older girl has its’ advantages, and in this case, Las Vegas 3-holer spoke good English and was very talkative about life in the bar. She went on and on and on about AC, AC bars, relationships she had had, how mamasans ran things, how hygiene was a joke, how ID’s for bargirls were a joke, how younger girls were stupid by getting involved with local guys, t-birds, etc., etc., etc. I was totally engrossed for several hours with her, and this continued all the way through a trip to Margarita Station for a late-night meal and back to the room.

But about 5 AM when I decided it was time for a second round, and looking forward to tearing her ass up again, she started telling me she didn’t want to, that she’d take care of me in the morning. I quickly informed her that this was a wrong answer, and that while I liked her, she wasn’t here just to warm my bed. She then gave me a bit of lip and attitude, but basically assumed something of an “OK, get it over with”, and just laid there like a dead fish.

I assumed she’d heat up after a bit, but she didn’t, and when she said there’d be no more ass-fucking that night, I cut my losses and told her fine, she needed to go. She pouted for a bit, saying she didn’t want to leave, but I told her that I’d rather sleep alone instead of having her negative attitude in the room with me. I also told her I was horny and was going to find someone to take care of that. She did reluctantly get dressed and leave, and less than a minute later sent an “I’m sorry” text.

This was a WEIRD turn of events, and for the second time in recent AC history, it seemed to me like being nice to a girl and taking her to eat after boom2 made them insanely lazy and forget why they were there in the first place, as Dirty Duck had pulled the “later” crap as well when I wanted a post-meal, pre-bedtime 2nd round of boom2. That girl got with the program rather instantly when I told her how unhappy I was that she was saying NO to me, and ended up giving it up a 3rd time in the morning before being sent on her way.

With the gnarly 3-holer now gone, getting laid at 6 AM is probably easier in AC than it is just about anywhere else on the planet, but your options are considerably more limited when trying to get laid at, say, 1 AM. Your options are pretty much Santos St., and even there, it’s pretty dead with girls sleeping in the back rooms of the bars. I was uninspired by what I saw there on an eerily quiet mid-week muggy morning, but on my way back to my room, I remembered the recently opened WOW Bar annex location on Fields, and was curious to know if that was a 24x7 operation like the Santos bars, so I figured I’d give it a shot and walk over there.

When I got there, the bar was indeed open, and there were a couple girls there: One fully dressed and awake, the other in cutesy pajamas sacked out across two chairs. It was a pretty bizarre sight, as the sleeping chick was apparently pretty dead to the world despite being in a rather uncomfortable place. Awake girl asked if I wanted a drink, then asked if I wanted to go with the sleeping girl. I laughed a little and said “she’s ASLEEP!”, and she replied that the girl would wake up no problem! I laughed again, but told her that she was rather hot (she was indeed), and that I wanted to take HER back to my room. She insisted that she was just the cashier, was happily married, and no thanks. She also explained that the girl was sleeping in the front bar area because the back room was being “occupied”. Hahaha, THAT explained a LOT!

The cashier started cruelly clapping her hands, and soon enough sleepy head woke up, and as things turned out, was actually VERY attractive. Uhm, and more than a little sexy in her short little jammies. Uh oh, now I WAS interested in waking her ass up!

(Too) Long story shortened a bit: Girl was awake enough to get dressed and come back to my room. Session quality was poor, though, as she kept wanting to take a break after BJ’ing for no more than a minute, and claimed sex ‘hurt’. But she was cute enough that it didn’t take long to bust a nut, and then she was gone after ending my night on a proper note and starting the next day with a bang.

I was quite effusive about this girl and the dirty 3-holer at breakfast, and when Bahtman joined Epi and I and I handed him my camera to review the pics, he rather carefully reviewed them, but hardly commented. A bit later in the day, though, Bahtman showed me some of HIS pics, and I busted out laughing when I found out that my WOW girl was one of his favorite models! How he had managed not to say anything about it for HOURS and could keep a straight face through it all I’ll never know, but when the secret was revealed it was HILARIOUS to me!

It turns out that Bahtman had also met one of my previous faves, Cecile the GIANT titted girl at Geckos, and that she was laying on the lovey-dovey stuff pretty thick with him as well. We ended up playing little jokes on her by calling her on that bullshit when she didn’t know we knew each other, getting her to say she didn’t like that ‘other guy’, just me (or Bahtman). Then when we showed up together, she really didn’t know what to do, just looked incredibly embarrassed and needing a place to HIDE! She still tried to convey via text messages she was crazy about me (and Bahtman in texts and calls he’d share with me), but we both had the attitude that we couldn’t really blame her from trying to get/keep customers.

“Crossing swords” with your running partners can get people heated up sometimes, but all Bahtman and I did was end up laughing about it. Of course neither of us seemed to be very emotionally wrapped up over the girls we were with either, so maybe that was the key.

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Photo: WOW! Girl 14

One night out barhopping, Bud and I poked our heads into Winchester Bar, directly across from Central Park. I immediately saw a waitress showing a little cleavage that I took a liking to, while Bud saw a dancer onstage at the same time. We both ended up barfining them and heading out for a couple pre-boom2 drinks. We were soon making out in Angels, and when we got back to the room, this girl was OUTSTANDING, and I thought she was pretty damned hot, though her figure wasn’t tight having recently had a kid.

Photos: Winchester Girl 15 16 17 18

She wasn’t eager to have another one either, and with the pull-out method I was able to shoot 4 shots with her that night and into the next morning. Something about not achieving full blastitude gets me ready to go again a half-hour later. Lol, like eating Chinese food and being hungry again right away!

I had a great time with Winchester girl, but only ran into her again in passing outside her bar drunk and chain smoking butts down to the filter a couple nights later. She looked completely TERRIBLE and all attraction to her was cured.

One afternoon out barhopping with Bud, we were in La Bamba where, again, I saw a girl I was just INSTANTLY attracted to. She was quite tall for a Filipina and had some rather impressive cleavage. She was more cute than pretty, but looked pretty damned hot to ME. I had actually talked to her back in March and had almost pulled the trigger on a barfine, only to have a married Airport girl set up a meeting while I was talking to La Bamba girl in the bar and end up staying in my room and fucking me all night.

And this day there was a little drama involved when deciding to barfine her again too, as I’d pretty much already promised a Bananitas fave from previous trips that I was going to have her stay with me that night, something she was very excited about because Bananitas was closed for re-modeling at the time and she was probably quite short on income!

But that date wasn’t scheduled until several hours later, so after Bud and I polished off one of La Bamba’s pitchers of margaritas, I decided to barfine La Bamba girl, and if it ended up only being short time, so be it. I actually leveled with her and explained the situation and that she probably was only going to stay with me short time. She had a great attitude about it and said she wasn’t jealous, and that it was ‘up to me’. GOOD ANSWER!

The three of us headed to Chic N Ribs (decent food, good prices) for dinner, then back to the room for some boom2, still with a couple hours before my ‘date’ (who had texted several times that evening already). La Bamba girl wasn’t at all the best lay of the trip, but she was quite decent, and did a lot more than just lay there. But I was SOOOO hot for her that it certainly didn’t take long to blast off from round one.

Photos: La Bamba Girl 19 20 21 22

We hung out and talked for awhile, but this girl was almost the complete opposite of the Las Vegas 3-holer that had kept me enrapt with her tales of AC life the night before. This chick bored the piss out of me! Either she had absolutely no interests in life or she wasn’t keen on sharing them with me. After encouraging her to check her email while I was in the shower, I encouraged her to have a good evening with a small tip. I am damned glad I banged that girl, for AC she was kind of a trophy for me, but ultimately I liked the Bananitas girl that was on her way over a lot more, and sex was only part of it.

I had known Bananitas girl since my first trip to AC when she had gone on a multiple barfine with Epi, but had never fucked her until I barfined her my first night on my March trip, several weeks before. The girl is just BITCHY, and she plays that up a lot. When I’m in the mood for it, I find her incredibly entertaining. And the build-up for this evening had been going on for the better part of a week, as she had been texting me all week from Manila. Nothing much else to do as her bar was closed…

It was worth the wait when she finally showed up in my room, and we SERIOUSLY made out and fucked like bunnies for several hours. We were kind of stuck in my room as she was scared to be seen around town even though her bar was CLOSED since I hadn’t paid a barfine. Between rounds there were tickle fests and wrestling matches. Fun stuff. In the morning we watched some music videos, and she seemed addicted to the scrolling chat messages that they show onscreen in the Philippines. She ended up texting me a message to be shown on the screen, and I thought it was really cute, especially from someone who was so often trying to be outwardly bitchy to me.

Photos: Bitchy 23 24

My last nights on this trip ended up being with Lollipop girl, and I got to a very comfortable level with her very quickly. We had a lot of fun barhopping, and she even got me to dance at Pick Up, something I severely HATE doing. But with her it was fun.

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After being fairly happy with just one long time girl a day on the last few trips to AC, I went through a decent parade of them on this 8 day stay. Most were well worth the tumble, and some were pretty damned amazing. I went home knowing I’d be back in a couple months, but I’m just never happy about leaving my version of paradise. I’m sure I might end up bored if I ended up actually living there somehow, as chasing bar girls is a rather shallow pursuit, but for a few weeks a year it certainly keeps me amused, and when I leave I’m always scheming about how I’m going to get back.

I again took the bus back to Manila, but this time I ended up on the non-air-con bus because I was a bit pressed for time, and didn’t want to risk waiting around for another bus (I THINK they leave every 15 minutes) and maybe miss my flight. While I did sweat quite a bit, all in all it wasn’t the worst experience in the world, and I did make it well in time for my flight home. The STUPID part is that the non-air-con bus saved me a whooping 20 pesos… Why ANYONE wouldn’t opt up to A/C for a mere 40 cents boggles my mind.

The trip home was long, finishing with several hour layover at LAX, a city busride from the MTY airport to downtown MTY before catching the bus home, and I arrived home dead on my ass tired with about 20 hours to recover before heading back to the salt mine. I wish I could do 8 day trips like that more often, but the stars really had to align for this trip to be possible, and it ended up being booked at the last minute. And ended up being a BLAST!

Shit, a couple of errors in pic uploading. Bitchy 2 should be this:

and Lpop girl should be THIS:

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Niceeeeeee!!!!!!!!! Central Park Hotel used to perfection.
If it wasn't so hard to find some V or Cialis AC would be perfect.

Your La Bamba girl has a porn star quality body....superb. Definately trophy material.