24 Nights in Boca Chica (Hangin' out with the Politur)
In the mornings, my regulars would come over for breakfast, in the afternoons, I would go to the park and the beach, and in the evenings I would grab a cup of coffee at Zanzibar before heading to bed (I am a day person).
One evening, with about a 10 days left to go in Boca, I never made it to Zanzibar. While walking down Juan Baptista on my way to Duarte, I bump into a familiar Zanzibar waitress "on the town" with her very cute neighbor. They're walking around Boca taking photos of one another with her new camera. They ask if I can assist, so I agree, and we walk the streets taking photos of one another. We finally make it to Duarte and hang out with of couple of her waitress friends near Isla Bonita. We are drinking, eating and still taking photos, she with her camera and me with mine. It's getting late so we all start to head towards Zanzibar, I arm and arm with the very cute neighbor who is all dressed up for her first night on Duarte.
Well, like I said, I never made it Zanzibar. I guess the very cute neighbor wasn't quite ready for her first night on Duarte after all, oops! The Politur stop us and haul my cutie off to jail. Well, what could I do? Well, her friends do absolutely nothing. I am clueless, because they do nothing and because they should have know better than to have brought her along. I am confused and upset, an innocent evening spoiled. So I follow my cutie and the officer to the police station to find out how I can help, and eventually her friends follow.
By the time I arrive at the police station, I am really pissed off, at her friends, at the corrupt politur, and the BS that can be BC. So we are waiting, waiting for the police chief to come in to listen to our story. So while we wait, this piece of trash Politur starts threatening me with 30 years imprisonment. At 2am in the morning, I am too tired to care (even though I knew this guy was full of shit). He opens his desk drawer, and starts showing me all of these Dominican ID cards of men he had locked-up "just like me." Well the first thing is, they aren't just like me they are Dominicans (and that makes all the difference). Then he takes me outside for a private conversation (he's fishing for some cash), fine I'll play along. "$RD1,500, $RD2,000, no sufficiente, cuantos quiere? $RD5,000!!! lo siento pero que es demasiado para mi." I really don't mind that this guy is trying get a few bucks, but this guy wants to much and he's getting it from the wrong "ladies." So, it's 3am in the morning, I am tired, and I want to go to bed. So I give the waitress a $RD1,000 for the cutie and head home. I wanted to do the right things for several reasons :-) but $RD5,000 is 10 girl party on my lap and like I said, I am a day person.
Still missing Boca.
I return in a few weeks.
Helpmann
24 Nights in Boca Chica (Diana and Crack Wh_re)
Well, if any of you guys were in Boca Chica in August, I am sure you saw Crack Wh_re. Crack Wh_re is this young, skanky puta that hangs out in the park soliciting business. She rudes, loud, and crazy-- that's how she earned the name Crack Wh_re. Everytime I see Crack Wh_re, I walk a little faster and try not to turn my head (whatever the skank might say), but while eating some mango at La Playa Vista I see Crack Wh_re, with this great piece of ass, Diana. What can I say about Diana, petite, tight ass, tight body, beautiful tits (that jut out just so), and a cute face. Well, it turns out that Crack Wh_re has a sister, a younger sister. My attitude changed, my mission in life (short-term goal) was to bang this tight piece of ass, which meant being as polite and courteous to Crack Wh_re as possible.
Well my first encounter with Diana and Crack Wh_re wasn't successful, an Italian, who shares my same taste in girls, lured them away from me that day on the beach, but I am persistent. After all the Italians had left for the month, there were bargains to be had in Boca Chica. It didn't take long to bump into Crack Wh_re in the park still trying get some poor soul to fuck her (for money I might add). Well, I didn't want Crack Wh_re, but I would have done anything to pound Diana's teenage ****. So I feed Crack Wh_re and leave with her on Motoconcho to look for her sister in Andres. Crack Wh_re keeps explaining that her sister is no puta and that she is regular girl and a lot of other B.S. (I phoned a friend, the day after I met Diana, and he knew her all too well). So I let Crack Wh_re blabber on about Diana being pure and not being a puta and all that shit (damn' life must really suck, when you have a sister who pimps you out $25). Well, we don't find Diana, and after a couple of days, I have more or less moved on, until, I get a call at around 9pm from the two telling me that they will be right over. About fucking time!
She's beautiful. I had no idea her breasts could look this spectacular! I wasn't quite ready for an evening of sex (I do my fucking in the morning), but that didn't stop me. While Crack Wh_re went into the bathroom to shave her pubic hair, I pumped Diana's tight slit like there was oil inside. After about 15 minutes, Diana starts complaining to her sister (who's still in the bathroom) that its taking too long, so we stop. I explain to Diana and her sister that I am not paying her a dime until I have cum, so reluctantly she get on her back. What can I say, there is something so erotic about fucking a women you no longer like. I was pissed, which meant I was going to do her a favor and finish this quick. How? I grab her hands, hold her down, and pound this fuck toy until I come. I was going break this girls pussy on my dick if she liked it or not. Yeah, I was going to give her something to complain about. After 10 more minutes of pounding this **** I cum and roll over, whew, thank God she was good.
The girls gather their clothes and I am ready to see them on their way, until Crack Wh_re wants to renegotiate. We had agreed on $RD1,000 but Crack Wh_re wants more, much more, $RD3,000, so I play along. Crack Wh_re goes on about Diana not being a puta and that she wants more money, so I whip out a photo of my friend and Diana looks over at her sister, BUSTED!!. So what happens next, Crack Wh_re threatens to call the police, Oh brother... No puta is dumb enough to ever get the Politur involved, but Crack Wh_re might be dumb enough to do it. I am tired and just don't have time for this bullshit, so I break out of my nice guy act raise my voice, slam my Coke bottle down and make these girls wake the fuck-up! Well that was enough for them, they head for the door, complaing, but hauling ass just the same.
So was it worth it? Yes! Diana has a great body and can take some meat up that slit. Would I ever fuck her again? Hell no! Diana is tight piece of ass, but she is as dumb as a stick, even by puta standards.
Still missing Boca..
I am almost there.
Helpmann
24 Nights in Boca Chica (Yennifer and Lele)
My final day:
When you have 24 days to spend fucking *****s in a *****s town, you're not sweatin' it if you not fuckin' every day. Yeah, I didn't fuck every day and on two occasions I went 2 days without fuckin'. Its just that after a couple of weeks, you get kind of particular about who you're stickin' it to, and my final day was no exception. Believe me, I was out of bed, and at the park by 9am, looking for some fresh talent, but I wasn't willing to settle. My menu plan for the day was: one for breakfast, one for lunch, one dinnner, and perhaps a light snack in between. Well, What do they say "Man makes plans and God laughs."
He must have had one hell of a chuckle that day. Yes, I bumped into my trio of regulars on Duarte that afternoon, as well as a few others I knew intimately, but I wanted something new, either something I had been scouting for a couple of days or something fresh that I had never seen before. Although the influx of Italians in August led to an increase in prices, their presence also brought in the talent. By September, Boca was dead, it was like everyone including the *****s were on vacation, but early on I wasn't sweatin' it. I spent the day talking with an ex-pat about Boca Chica. We hung out at Playa Vista, Duarte, and the park just talking and admiring the women. But by 4pm, I was worried--- WAIT -- I was horny. The ex-pat was here forever and I was here for a few hours more, so I began to pay less attention to what he had to say and more attention to my dick, it was hungry, having missed two meals already, and there she was. This young, gap-toothed girl in a yellow skirt. I wanted her, I REALLY wanted her. I wanted to bring her back to my apartment, pull-up her skirt, and fuck her from behind while standing up. Well, I guess I wasn't the only one with this in mind. Once she appeared in the park, men swarmed. My ex-pat friend, gave a few first-timers the low down on Boca Chica as well as this fresh piece of ass. Well, I wasn't going to get into a bidding war, so I finished drinking my beer on the park bench and continued to chat with the ex-pat.
Well, there she was, Yennifer (no, not the Yennifer with the glass eye, who only hangs out with Italians and her puta possey), this big-tittied young thing had been snubbing for me almost 3-weeks, and what pissed me off the most was that she lived right next door to the apartment building I was at. All I can say is, "thanks ex-pat!" He told me to just throw out a number, so I did. "Ocho-cientos," Jesus, she stopped! That's all it took? I could have been banging this young, thin, big-tittied piece of ass every fucking morning! Christ! Well the next word that I can remember out of my mouth were "Motoconcho!" Well I get her back to my place, and I have to see them, I have to suck on them. They are beautiful, they are unreal for a girl this age. I am an ass man, but today, I worshipped titties! Well, I can't wait, after she showers I plow into this girl. She's biting her lip and I am concerned that I might hurt her, but she she's looking straight at me and not saying a word. Well, I don't recall if it was 15 minutes or 30, but it was good, and I was satisified, a piece of ass to schedule on my return trip and conveniently right next door. Well, she cleans up, I give her a few gifts (like all of my chicas) and we exchange numbers.
I am set. It's getting late and I still need to pack, but I have to thank my ex-pat friend for the advice. So I see him on the street and thank him. I say my good-byes and start to walk off, and there she is, Lele!!! She's great, a little loca, but a lot of fun. I had been looking for her all day. I hooked up with her the day before, but had wanted two weeks prior; I just never knew when and where to find her, and when I did see her, I didn't need her, and at this hour, again it was too much, too late. Somehow that didn't seem to bother Lele, she persisted and kept pulling my arm and well, I happily agreed. Unlike, the night before tonight we had electricity, but I wanted her like the night before, so I lit some candles and turned off the lights. God I love this city. Well we fucked hard and deep: doggie, spoon, missionary, cowgirl... I can't recall how long we fucked, una hora quizas... but it wasn't going happen for me. Back-to-back putas es demasiado para mi. So concerned about walking onto the 7am flight like a zombie and Lele's sore pussy, I gave her a hug and thanked her for a good night...
Yeah, I was able to get down to Duarte to chat and say my goodbyes to the waitresses at Zanzibar, but I was beat.
I guess I'll pack tomorrow.
Missing Boca Chica.
I am almost there.
Helpmann
In the DR: November 12-16
I am returning to Boca Chica/Santo Domingo in two weeks for a 4-night vacation. If any of you guys are on the South Coast and want to get some drinks, send me a note.
Helpmann
For The Aid of Any Other Visitors
[QUOTE=Helpmann]Unfortunately, my neighbor ran out of money 4 days into his 7 day trip (he had just $US15 for the airport fee to get back home and could only eat at Burger King because they accepted credit cards). He brought only cash (no ATM card) and did not have a Pin # to get a cash advance on his credit card. It was sad-- no-- actually it was funny. Even when he was flat broke, he was still trying to buy puta pussy, this time in trade, credit card merchandise for sex.[/QUOTE]
Take credit card and passport.
Go to Banco Popular, or Banco Reservas
Get in Line
Ask for a cash advance
Show ID
Take money
Repeat if required.
What turnip truck did Goober fall off of to run out of money and not know banks give Visa cash advances?
Anyway, they do this with a smile and no fee, charged in pesos. You rbank might charge a couple bucks cash advance fees but better than eating at BK every day.