Was down to Havana for my 3d time this past July. It was hot, but as always a blast. Stayed at a casa p. in Vedado near Habana Libre.

Highlights:

Second day (of two weeks) had to head to a technical college/institute in Havana for business. Met a female student there. Not stunning but attractive and sweet and funny. Dinner, drinks, Malecon, and off to bed. Great sex - - lots of sweating, groaning, and laughing. We hung out for the next three days until she had to head to her Mom's place west of Havana for a visit.

Two days later had a great time flirting with a female policia on the Plaza Anti-Imperialismo. Should have closed the deal - - just the idea of bedding down a female cop was a turn-on - - but had to move along.

Next day , trucking down the Prado to meet a friend at the Palace of Fine Arts and bumped into this sweet mulatta. We chatted, arranged for a hook up later. Got together that night. I had a couple of Cristals, she must have downed five mojitos. Back to my pad for the BJ of my life and some quality doggy. She asked for $40 in the a.m. I gave her $50. Hooked up again that night - - dinner, drinks, and more "ay, papi" sex. She must have been around 20, tight, dark-skinned, lovely face. Must be why they call Cuba the pearl of the Antilles.

Beginning of my second week, strolling down the Malecon 'round 11 . . noticed this hottie, made eye contact, thought about stopping but kept going. Stopped couple of hundred yards down to light a cigarillo and here comes the hottie. I offer to buy a drink at the patio bar across the Malecon. Head back to the casa p. and have a great night together. Gave her my CD player and $30 in the a.m. We hung out for a couple of days. 19 y.o., slender, long curly hair, nice brown eyes. A real sweetie. Headed out to Cojimar to visit a friend at a local bar. Spent the night at his place.

Finally, my best Havana sex story this time around. Couple of days before I left, stopped by a cafe on La Rampa for a cool drink in the midday heat. Noticed a stunner dressed a la Santeria - - white robes, white headdress, etc. The perkiest, most luscious set of tits I'd seen the whole trip; short but slender body. Big eyes. She was sitting across the cafe from me. Eye contact. Smiles. I pay for drink and head over, sit down. We talk. I ask if I can take her picture. She says no - - she's in her santeria dress and if I take her pic, I'll steal her soul [rough translation]. I say okay, sorry. Some other time. She says, wait. If I take her back to my place and she takes her clothes off, then I can take her picture without messing with Legbu. I laugh. She smiles. We end up at my place. No amount of money or plastic surgery could ever manufacture the beauty of that chica's tits.

Those are the highlights. Gotto love Cuba and those Cubanas. Socialisme O Muerte! Best advice for seekers of beauty, truth and justice: go local! I.e. Chat up the women you meet on buses, in restaurants, on the street, etc.

Peace out,
Conor

Conoroc, Thanks for the report. You report sounds like my experience there, you just have to be open to an opportunity presenting itself. Someone that is looking for an organized prostitute-client type environment might have trouble adjusting to the way things work there. What was the girls name on the malecon? It sounds like the perfect description of a girl I met on the malecon in August.