As you may be aware, the Beard was in Brazil on Jan 1 and did not give his routine 1/1 public address. Noone in Cuba seemed terribly disturbed either. With regards to our hobby, what I did notice in Havana was a general tightening of control on the streets. The Malecon and the Prado were operating at 30% of the chica volume that was present last summer.
The Trip
Upon arrival, with relatively low talent available on the street I immediately began going through my telephone book from previous trips. I brought some clothes for my favorita to try on
My second day in town, I changed casas and noticed this girl lived next door.
The pics of her don’t do justice, but the video might better depict her features. This chicas rack was off the charts. I was stung by her figure from the moment I saw her until I managed to meet her the next day.
I debated posting this video for two reasons: first this girl isn’t a pro, and second, it’s only rated PG and I know what you bastards like to watch. In the end, I decided to submit it because it offers a glimpse of regular Cuban life. She’s a good girl and wouldn’t agree to any nude media. She didn’t ask for money and wasn’t prostituting, so she shouldn’t fear any reprisal from appearing on this board.
The music of Ketchup from Spain is very popular right now. I hung out by the front door with a beer for about 30 minutes until she came down. While chatting in simple Spanish, I invited her up to my room to watch some DVDs. Because she is a neighborhood girl NOT taken to walking the streets, she was very softcore and sweet. We got off to a good start as we watched a Shakira DVD while she gave me a massage. When the DVD was over, I flipped over and helped her out of the restrictive clothing she was wearing. (ANYTHING she wears would be restrictive).
My yogurt chucker strained to get inside her. By positioning her in such a way to take full advantage of her rack, I managed to keep those Juggs front and center. Good lord was she incredible. And so sweet too. She smiled the entire time we were together.
She was on her way out the door without asking or expecting anything before I managed to stop her. “Have some cigarettes” I told her. I’d put a few bucks in the pack, and she didn’t look in the half empty pack as she took it. She just smiled and said “gracias” as she left. Pinch me, but might I have just enjoyed a semi or a non-pro sport fucking routine? No hooker clothes, no jewelry, no body ink, and sweet as could be. I even began to second guess whether I should have given her the cash! Now that’s a first! I’ll see her again.
The Rest of Cuba
After settling into Havana for a while, I ventured off to the south coast of the island for just a few days. Compared to Havana, the cat and mouse games in the small coastal towns really SUCKS!!. This little town near Cienfuegos had no casa particulars available so I had to check into a hotel! The guard said “no” to my inquiry about bringing back a chica, so I’m starting to think about fucking a turtle on the beach if I have to. Later that night, I’m in a little disco not far from Cienfuegos and there’s a police officer sitting on a stool by the door watching EVERYTHING. When none of the chicas would talk to me, I turned to a new local buddy for help. There were only 3 decent girls in the place, and they were ignoring me because of the policeman inside the disco. What the fuck!? My buddy approached one of them at the bar, and she asked for me to go outside for a smoke 2 minutes after she did. Talk about stealthmeetings. Once outside, she was pleasant while she quickly asked if I’d like to hook up w/her. I looked her over and surmised her to have a somewhat rough helmet but great riding gear, so I said yes. She said she’d walk out of the disco and start walking away from the resort and back into town. I should follow her within 10 minutes and pick her up on the road. Goddmamn, I felt like James Bond trying to meet a foreign counterpart in hostile territory.
I pick her up and we proceed directly to an illegal casa where the hostess asks for $10 for us to use a room. I tell her I prefer to pay $5 or pass, and she quickly agreed, provided we would use the couch in the living room. I drop my girl off at the casa, then drive a block away to park before walking back to the casa ‘to be discrete’. Sheeeez. Once inside, she relaxes and begins to get very cozy with me on the sofa in the living room. Shit, I was reminded of my highschool days, sneaking around and fucking my girlfriend on the couch without waking up her sister or parents. After blowing me while I felt her up, she stood up, disrobed and straddled my cock. Rubbing her clit up against me, I could feel her trying to mount my bare member. I forcefully lifted her ass OFF me. “Neccisito preservativo” I stammered, leaning over to search my pants pockets for a rubber. Her perfect rack proved very distracting as they rested upon my shoulder, but I managed to persevere and suit up for the ride.
After all the undercover intrigue, she was a great fuck, and I managed a 40 minute session with her in the dimly lit living room. Goddamn, I knew it was gonna be my only fuck of the day, so I really went the extra mile and held off as long as I could before splooging. A Jackson gratuity afterwards elicited a warm hug and a kiss as I left.
The next day, I checked outta the hotel and found a casa that agreed to be more “accommodating” to the hobby. After a day of tourist shit, I returned to the house and showed them the photo of the girl I had met last night. “NO WAY SHE’S COMING TO OUR CASA” the owner said – “No jineteras allowed”! SHIT! The best jinetera in town, and they won’t let her in!!! They quickly said they’d send their son into a little farm town 6 kilometeres inland to bring some girls back who were NOT jineteras. When I finished showering, I emerged into the living room to meet a somewhat chunky latina and a sexy mulatta. The mulatta and I paired up, while my guide took the stout latina and we sat down for drinks. After 2 beers each, the girls said they were “in town” only to meet us, with no expectations for the evening. “We are just glad to meet you” they said! The casa owner pulled me aside and said that no cash was expected, and that if I liked my mulatta enough, I could pay her something ONLY if I wanted to. While I was in the next room with the casa owner, I overheard the mulatto tell her friend that I was “muy lindo” and she liked my “ojos”, or eyes. How sweet!
My Cuban buddy volunteered to take his chunky chica into the bathroom while I took my mulatta in the bedroom. The mulatta was like a prisoner on a conjugal visit. From the moment the bedroom door closed, she and I went at it. The monkeylove factor was intense. Within moments, we were fucking and kissing on the queen sized bed. With her on top, my index finger found its way south and I began to polish her ass-badge as she rode me. With my finger in up to the knuckle, I knew she was ready. Flipping her over to doggie, I entered her vaginally again as I sixpacked her with my thumb. The double penetration only intensified her salsa fucking as she backed her tight ass against me. I considered threeholing her, but passed. MitchC and GCL will be ashamed of me, but the south road just wasn’t on my map that night – the bathroom was busy and I didn’t want any ‘accidents’. The splooge shortly thereafter was awesome. That native approach to sexo was impressive, and I was tired enough to not even think about another session. $15 each was VERY well received as they headed back out to the farmlands.
Rural Cuba is kind of boring if you ask me. YMMV. I prefer Havana.
Back Home to Havana
Next day, I drove to Havana for Fin De Ano, or New Years Eve. Before I could hunt up a date for the night, a novia from trips past called, and showed up for the party at my casa. My host had roasted a pig, and we ate well before retiring to the bedchamber. The New Year was brought in with a bang, only instead of ‘dropping’, the balls were slapping against her thighs at the stroke of midnight, Havana style
A highlight of my trip occurred the next morning with my novia. Her best friend who I had met many times WITHOUT fucking her showed up in our living room. I wake up and here is this gorgeous creature sitting in the next room while I consider banging my novia to start the New Year. Being the gentleman that I am, I told my novia that it wasn’t right that her very best friend should have to wait alone while we fucked. My novia responded with a firm “NO”, that we wouldn’t invite her in with us, so I told her to get dressed and leave as I lay down and lit up a cigarette. She stood there for a moment, anguishing over the situation before breaking out into a big smile. Shaking her finger at me, she fired off something in Spanish and disappeared into the living room to talk to her friend. I peered around the doorway and winked at the friend while my novia talked to her, and her friend blew me a kiss. Goddamn I love this place.
Within a minute, they were under the sheets with me. After some making out, they said they didn’t want to “chupa da pinga” (BJ) in front of each other, so I just pulled the sheets up as I pushed my novia underneath while kissing her girlfriend. Problem solved - they didn’t have to see each other in action! The one up top was either kissing me or giving me moustache rides while the other gave me the Casper-the-friendly-ghost BBBJ under the sheet. My New Year has never gotten off to such a great start. The double bareback action was wild, and the pocket rocket was introduced just when I noticed that they were both relaxing and having fun. What a ride. Everyone dismounted sweaty and spent from that session.
A big thanks to all the board members who have prompted me to “be the boss”. I could get used to this.
That afternoon, I hooked up with some other referrals.
Photos: KC 04
When I broke out the camera bag to show her some pics of the beach, she IMMEDIATELY said “take my picture” as she started to undress. I’ve never had a girl get so excited about posing.
The other cousin soon followed, but wasn’t as comfortable with the nude pics. Damn! What a delicious rack she had too.
They were a lively couple. Kissing cousins.
As relatives they were very familiar with each other which made the dynamic very comfortable. When the skinny chica discovered my pocket rockets, she went into orbit. She was thrilled with it. I had to chuckle when she couldn’t make up her mind whether it was more fun to use it on herself or her grateful cousin.
The next day I stumbled upon this chica while shopping for beers and waters for the casa.
This chick had a model smile. I confess to being easily distracted - when she took her top off, I dropped the camera on the bed like a 10th grader at a drive-in movie. Sorry brothers, no more pics, but I sure enjoyed an awesome day with her. We spent the afternoon in the casa. The first session was done to a Mark Anthony collection of romantic music. When it was over, we fired up a Spanish language DVD movie on the laptop for her to watch. I played the English subtitles, and she thought it was funny that I had to watch a movie this way.
Half way through the movie, the urge arose again and I mounted her from behind while she lay on her stomach watching the flick. The first few minutes she kept focused on the movie. After a while, she began gyrating her hips salsa style. Damn I love that. Looking away from the movie, she started fucking me back. Flipping me over, she laid me out on the bad and climbed on top. With her clit grinding away on me, she rode us to a simultaneous climax before curling up on my chest to watch the last few minutes of the flick. I’ll see her again next trip.
Another day, I was visiting friends in an inland suburb of Havana when I noticed these girls at a store.
Photos: KC 18
Dusting off my Spanish, I offered to buy them a beer. When the beers were done, I still couldn’t decide which one I liked more, so I asked them if they were up for “el trio”? They looked at each other with surprise. When I said “Me gusto el tortilla, e soy carne” the mulatto practically spewed a mouthful of beer across the room. Doosh had shared that Cuban slang with me and I actually remembered it hahaha. They talked for a minute before saying “si”. I’m a happy gringo. One of them walked a block away to find a casa we could use.
Once in the room, I inquired “La lesibanas?” I asked? They smiled, “Possible solo un poco”. I smiled too, anticipating what was about to happen. Right after I took the picture, they started making out and undressing each other. They made me put the camera down, but I didn’t mind. Great energy in that session. The mulatto was very energetic and dominant, and even started telling me what to do. That went against my newly acquired latino male-dominant role, but in order to keep the peace, I just did as I was told and ate her pussy. The 3way oral session was a first for this gringo novice.
Summary
Between my repeat visits with previous novias and the new talent I found, I was able to session 2-3 times per day while in Havana. With very little effort, the price per day averaged $20-25, bringing the CostPerLoad down to $6-10. At these prices, the attraction remains quite strong for me to continue enjoying what the island has to offer until further notice.
General Observations
Havana has changed a lot since the summer. The public areas like the Malecon and the Prado are not nearly as populated with available chicas. El Chevere is closed until further notice. My 2 nights at Rosalia De Castro were only mildly interesting. Casa De La Musica in Centro Havana was pretty understaffed on 1/3. To me, in my several trips this year, I’d say the ‘chicas on demand’ days seem to be gone for the time being. No sweat, however, it just helps to just immerse yourself in the daily lives of the Cuban people and be friendly. You shouldn’t have to sleep alone.
GFE Realization
One of my favoritas tried to take me for granted this trip. Last time, I had agreed to bring her some shoes and clothes vs paying her. This was CLEARLY agreed to. After giving her $150 in clothes for 2 days and 6 loads, she actually asked me for money. I was appalled, and told her as much. She still wanted money so I gave her and her friend $20 each, and then said don’t call me anymore. Three days later, she called to say she and her friend were available at no charge if I would take them back. I declined, and said maybe next time. She called me everyday thereafter to apologize and ask me to take her back, but I had enough other action. She even told my Cuban buddy that she couldn’t believe she’d rode me so hard, and wished she hadn’t crossed the line. Next trip, we’ll see about giving her the chance to make it up to me.
The Havana Hustle
This much is true about Cuba. Don’t take shit from noone. I’ve never had so many people try to hustle me as when I began to hit Cuba. Those poor bastards don't have a chance to make a buck unless they relieve some from a tourist. Marxism is a tough gig.
Every time anyone expects me to open my wallet, I close it and begin to ask them what they will give or do for me. The result this last trip was that I got amazingly better respect and service. The “my Friend” attitude is bullshit there lads – remember that. They all smile and treat you like a king while charging you ransom prices. Make ‘em earn it and only agree to pay them half what they ask. By doing so, I kept my food/housing/auto/chica costs down to a total of $120/day this trip. That is an accomplishment guys. I’ve spent far more in the past. Cuba on a budget is great. I’ll keep going as long as I can do it this inexpensively.
Negotiating
Check your tab with your casa everyday. NEVER allow your bill to accrue more than a day. ALWAYS pay your bill everyday in arrears. Tell the host what you liked and disliked. GET TOUGH and you’ll get better results. Be firm but fair. My casa owner actually drove me around a bit, and tried to tack on some extras after the first day. I told him I wouldn’t pay the extras unless he gave me a free breakfast and lunch to my liking everyday, and he immediately consented. The food he served me cost him PESOS (translated pennies), and the extra services he provided me allowed him to earn DOLLARS. The net savings to me were in food that would have cost me Dollars, so it was a win/win that saved me paying for breakfast and lunch everyday.
I had to check my bill TWICE everywhere. Virtually every restaurant at which I ate tried to pad my bill. When I brought it to their attention, I got the bill reduced, then didn’t tip the bastards. Those who gave me great service without trying to rape me earned a 20% tip.
Chicas
To recap, I am now convinced that the best way to enjoy any chicas time is to STAY IN CONTROL. Never relinquish this control either! I strive to show my chicas a good time and keep it fun, but I also make sure they know what is expected of them. If you don’t tell them how it is supposed to be, YOU will be the loser, not them. I had some great times with my girls this trip, primarily because of this nononsense attitude. Thanks for the tips lads! I believe HombreCito1 has been beating this drum pretty loudly, and must tip my hat to him and the rest of you machismo bastards for the great advice.
Conclusion
I hope this information helps those who have never been to Cuba. It’s a great place to go if you’re willing to invest some time. I’ve had a blast there a half dozen times in 7 months, however I’m still learning a lot each trip.
I wrote this post when I first returned from the trip. A week later, the flavor of this report seems a little jaded or harsh when I reread it. Don't get me wrong, Havana is still a great destination - I just wanted to post a bit of reality for a change. I'm still pretty new to this international travel thing, and my learning curve has been been pretty dramatic. On other boards, there's countless stories of newbies getting hustled by cubans, and I thought a little dose of reality might help some other hombres avoid getting taken for a ride.
Until next trip.
HD
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