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Hong Kong / Philippines diary, day 20
Day 20, Angeles.
I woke up at 11 and watched Kristel sleeping for a while before she stirred. She was a shy girl so I wasn't surprised when she got up, went to the bathroom and then began to get changed. I waved her goodbye and went back to bed.
Today was Owen's last day before he fly to Thailand. Once again we had arranged a bar-crawl on Perimeter Road but this time we were both determined to take a girl. So far we'd visited lots of bars and met lots of girls, but we'd had so much fun we forgot to bar-fine any of them! Our task today was simple. Find a girl quickly, fuck her and do it all again on Fields Avenue later. Two girls in one day, without fail.
We started at Ponytails, a five minute walk from my hotel. I walked past Hotel Natalia, where I've stayed several times, a 7 Eleven which I often use to get the girls snacks after I bar-fine them and Margarita Station, a large indoor beer bar. A little further along is a large supermarket and above it is Owen's hotel, 950 Condotel. He was waiting for me outside and we walked the short distance to Ponytails together. It was another scorching hot afternoon.
It was Owen's last day in Philippines and he told me how much he had enjoyed it. He loved LA Cafe and Angeles had exceeded his expectations too. I was pleased to hear this because he'd had some bad luck in Angeles (ID cards, girls on their men's etc). Owen is a regular Thailand and all I hoped is that he's see Philippines as a viable alternative when he was planning future holidays. I think it's fair to say it was mission accomplished.
The time was 2. 15 pm and it was busy with customers. We got stools round the back of the stage near the pool tables and I admired the usual array of talent on stage. There were 15 nice girls including two cute ones in front of us who were both called Nica. One of them was blond and kept smiling down to me from the stage and her friend seemed the shyer of the two. There was a dance shift change and they walked over. The shy one wasn't as shy as I thought. She pointed at me and Owen and then her and Nica and said "party boom boom?" haha. It was a tempting proposition but as much as I like him, I'm not sure I could bring myself to see Owen naked! The blond girl was stroking my dick which normally I'm not a fan of in gogo bars, especially when I've got a mate with me, but for some reason I felt paralysed to stop her. She had glint in her eye and seemed the type to provide a wild time so I decided if I couldn't find a girl in one hour, I'd come back and bar-fine her. I slipped her a tip before I left.
The walk out was quite embarrassing. I was rock hard and had to adjust myself and I'm not sure I managed to do it without being noticed.
We walked further along Perimeter Road to Eruptions. It was just past 3 pm and although it was quite spacious inside, only six girls were dancing and there was only one other customer. The place felt sleepy. A few of the girls on stage were pretty and the waitress that showed us to our seats was a nice looking girl too. Owen spotted two girls on stage he liked. One was slightly prettier than the other in my opinion but he chose the other because she had a cheeky smile. I was tempted by a blond girl on stage but there was something really I really liked about the waitress. Maybe it was the smart uniform, or her lovely face, or maybe her shyness. Or perhaps Owen's waitress fetish was contagious?
I offered her a lady-drink and she seemed surprised. "Me?" she said, which seemed an unnecessary question since there wasn't another girl stood within 20 meters of her. Because she was the waitress she went to the bar, bought the drink back, sat down next to me and placed the 240 peso chit in to my cup. Her name was Delma and she was 23 years old from the beautiful island of Mindoro. She told me that she'd only been in the bar for eight days. She pointed at a girl on stage and said "she my friend, she told me how everything works". When I asked what her friends name was she thought for a moment, laughed and told me "I don't know".
At first she seemed shy and it was me asking all of the questions, but she warmed to me. She hugged up to me and told me "you smell nice". Sometimes when I go on bar-crawls I slap on a bit of aftershave but the nice smell she was alluding to was Lynx Excite! She told me that she was hungry and like a smooth operator I asked her "we go for Jollibee?" She nodded. She knew she nearly had me so she stroked my hair and said "you so handsome". Flattery gets you everywhere.
I had a choice to make. I really liked Delma but Nica from Ponytails was guaranteed wild sex. Shyness v wild sex. I decided to go with the shy girl. The bar-fine was 2000 pesos. Owen told me that he was also going to bar-fine his girl, whose name was Cherron.
Before the girls went to get changed I suggested the four of us could meet at Jollibee. Owen grumbled on the way that I was eating in to his valuable short-time. Haha. He had a point when he added that he might not want to fuck on a full stomach. I hadn't considered that. We got a table and ten minutes later the girls arrived wearing their casual clothes. We let them choose the food and they bought us back a feast, including some spicy chicken which I loved. Owen's dinner date Cherron seemed a bubbly girl and I knew he was in for a good time.
We finished our food and Owen and I went back to our respective hotels with our girls. Delma was small without her heels on. After we showered, she lay on the bed wrapped in a towel. She seemed shy again and I figured that she didn't have a lot of experience going with customers. Perhaps I was her first westerner? I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. Seconds later her towel lay discarded on the bedroom floor. She had perky breasts with inverted nipples which I've never seen before. My right hand squeezed her breasts as we kissed and then I stroked her lower and lower and began to rub her pussy. I gently parted her pussy lips and began slowly fingering her juicy pussy. She softly gasped but soon was writhing and groaning loudly when I pushed my finger in as far as I could. Earlier she had kissed me in timid fashion with her mouth closed but now she was kissing passionately, trying to stick her tongue as far down my throat as she could.
I sat up, put a condom on and then turned around to see her lying on her back, legs spread invitingly. God I love Philippines. I got on top of her and tried to slide in but she had the tightest pussy I've experienced since an 18 year old in Jakarta who took three minutes to lower herself on. Despite the fact she was nicely juiced up, my dick was only going halfway in and she was whispering "shit shit shit". I stopped and asked if she was okay and she nodded. I pushed again and it didn't move. Then I pushed harder and suddenly it slid the rest of the way in and she screwed up her face. I was slow and gentle with her and she gradually got a feel for it, grinding her hips in to mine in rhythm. I slowly upped the pace and soon I was giving her a good pounding with her ankles on my shoulders.
She seemed inexperienced but was enjoying herself, kissing me at every opportunity and playing with her pussy. She loved looking at herself in the mirror as I fucked her from behind. I decided to be chivalrous and told her that she could choose any position and she told me to lie back and squatted over me and then lowered herself on in 'Asian cowgirl'. She rode me slowly at first but soon was riding me like a bucking bronco. *Yeeha! She had been shy at first but it ended up being really good sex.
We showered and she asked "okay to go now?" I gave her a decent tip and watched as she walked away down the corridor. What a lovely girl.
I killed a few hours on the internet then got ready for another night on Fields Avenue. I got changed in to my favourite shirt (my 'pulling shirt' back home) and stepped out in to the warm evening air. It was Owen's last night before he flew back to Thailand and I wanted it to be a good one.
I walked past 'Hello girls' at the bars near my hotel, who now recognised me as I walked past so often. I looked for Marnie when I walked past Angel Witch and Melanie when I walked past Roadhouse next door. Both were fantastic girls. I walked past Phillies 'sports, grill and bar' on the corner which as ever was packed with ex-pats. I walked past viagra sellers near the trikes and groups of cute young massage girls beneath the Walking Street sign. I walked past Atlantis on the right and then saw the pretty blond 'Hello girl' I like outside Centaurus, weaving her magic on a guy twice her size. She saw me and smiled.
At 8. 30 I walked in to Kokomoz, the perfect meeting point for a bar-crawl on Fields Avenue. It is bang in the middle of the action and the perfect vantage point to see people walking up and down the street.
Owen told me that he'd had a great afternoon with Cherron, who had turned out to be very horny indeed. Macca's afternoon had been less successful though. He was meant to have his eagerly awaited threesome with Maike from Dollshouse and her stunning best friend Bella but it never happened due to "Maike's inability to get out of bed"! Apparently she sleeps till it is time to get ready for work each night. He told us that he hoped to arrange the threesome for tomorrow instead.
We started our bar-crawl in SHIPWRECKED (formerly One Eyed Wench) based on a very cute 'Hello girl' stood outside with platinum blond hair. It's a long bar with a long stage so ideally you need to get a seat in the middle to be able to see all of the girls. 15 were dancing and the standard was high. Straight away I saw a few bar-fine contenders and Owen didn't waste any time buying a lady-drink for a sweet 19 year old. The pretty blond 'Hello girl' walked inside and waved to me, so I did the universal piece of sign language for "you like drink?" She walked over, hugged up to my side and a 300 peso chit for her drink went in to my cup.
She was a very cute girl and looked sexy in her red 'Hello girl' outfit. Her name was Rose, she was 22 and she had braces on her teeth. We held hands as we chatted. She might have looked cute and innocent but she whispered "I give good blowjob". Owen, Macca and I decided to leave but for the second time today I walked out of a bar with a very obvious stiffy. I told Rose "maybe I see you later". She was a strong option. The bar-fine here is 2200 pesos.
I was hugely offended to discover that Lancelot is now called KINGS LANDING. What was wrong with the old name! A dozen girls were dancing on the stage in the middle, including a few pretty ones. The thing I liked best about this place was there was a fun atmosphere and the girls were smiling and joking around on stage, trying to emulate a dance routine that was showing on a screen. Macca and I showed them how to do it. *We got the moves like Jagger! The bar-fine in Kings Landing is 2400.
Vendors often enter gogo bars, carrying trays of nuts or cuddly toys. They're not pushy, they just walk in front of you, linger, then move on to the next customer. An old man with missing teeth selling crisps stood in front of me. This was already the second time I'd seen him tonight and I must have seen him in three or four bars last night too.
Where next? VALHALLA, that's where. It's a small bar roughly halfway down Fields Avenue with a small T-shaped stage in the middle. 9 girls were dancing, two or three of whom were certainly worth of a lady-drink at least. A tall one with fantastic legs hugged her sexy friend. We noticed a laminated menu on our table and decided to order food. Ten minutes later a plate of spicy sisig was placed in front of me (195 pesos). It was absolutely delicious. It's quite a strange thing eating dinner while watching lots of half naked girls dancing. Like a lot of bars there was a pool table in the corner and I enjoyed watching a tiny girl with a nice figure stretching over the table to play her shots.
Although small, this bar is a hidden gem.
Speaking of hidden gems, we went to ANGEL WITCH next where I hoped to see Marnie. It was 11 pm and there were six rather average looking girls on stage. As always seems to be the case here though, the quality of girls working the room was high. I saw Marnie sitting on a table with four other young girls, all of whom had been bought a lady-drink by a man with white hair. She saw me and smiled. I love the atmosphere in this bar. There's lots of loud rock music and the girls seem to be having lots of fun.
Two young girls sat at our table and one of them told me "Marnie is with customer". It's amazing how observant these girls are. She must have remembered me bar-fining Marnie three nights earlier. *One of the girls left her lanyard on the table with her ID and I noticed the 'Rules for working in Angel Witch':
1. I don't have to do anything I don't want to do.
2. No bar-fine, EWR or paid leave with customer.
3. I will smile on stage and with customers.
4. I will pay attention to anyone who buys me a drink.
5. I will sit up ladylike when not dancing.
6. I may stop duty at any time. I understand I will lose all commission and wages for that day and bonuses.
It was quite interesting seeing some of these rules although I think a few of them can be taken with a pinch of salt. As I was reading a girl hugged up to me tightly. It was Marnie! She looked every bit as cute as I remembered. She had sneaked away from her customer to come over to say 'Hello, She was crouched down so the customer who had bought her a lady-drink couldn't see her and she rested her head on my lap and looked up with a smile on her face. She's the most playful girl I've ever met in Asia. Had she been available I would have bar-fined her but she had been bought a drink by another customer. She quickly remembered rule 4 and returned to his table.
At midnight we entered WHITE WAVE. The bar doesn't look that promising from the outside but clearly the owners have spent a fortune inside. It's all mirrors, chrome and white leather. All the decor is white, I needed a pair of sunglasses! Eight girls were dancing in their white bikinis and a few of them were easy on the eye. The prettiest was wearing black for some reason. *Maybe she was the black sheep of the family?
We were the only customers though. Surely if the owners spend so much on a bar they should prioritise making it look inviting from the outside too.
The three of us left and decided to check out PONY TAILS. In contrast to earlier the place was quiet with only a smattering of customers and 8 girls dancing on stage. As we were shown to our seats, one of them tapped me on the shoulder, leaned down, gave me a hug, then jumped in to my arms. I'm not quite sure why but the girls on stage found it funny. I lifted her back on to the stage and she gestured for me to get on stage too. "Me shy" I said as I sat down next to Owen and Macca!
I looked around the bar and didn't see any of the standout girls I had seen earlier in the day. A waitress sat behind us and suddenly there was a buzzing noise and she made Owen jump by placing a vibrator on his neck. Haha. Owen was chatting with a cheerful little cutie with a big smile. Her name was Lin and he very quickly established that she was available and bought her a lady-drink. He wore the smile of someone who knew he had found his girl for the night. His last girl in Philippines too (for this trip at least).
I went to the toilet at the exact moment a shift change occurred for the dancers on stage. 8 girls got off the stage as the same amount waited to go on and I was stuck in the middle of a swarm of half naked flesh, cute smiling girls and skimpy bikinis.
I got back to my seat and studied the new selection of girls. A few were nice but none pretty enough to set my pulse racing enough to pay their bar-fine. A girl sat on my lap and a waitress quickly asked if I'd like to buy her a drink. One thing I've been very surprised about in Angeles is the almost complete lack of pressure to buy lady-drinks. I don't mind it as a one-off but it gets annoying when it happens in every bar. People are obsessed about talking about the negatives of a place like Angeles but there are some noticeable improvements too.
Owen paid Lin's bar-fine and we said our emotional farewells outside his hotel. He would be flying to Thailand tomorrow and Lin seemed the perfect girl to end his time in Philippines. Although he'd had some ups and downs, I think he really enjoyed his first trip to Philippines. He's a Thai-lover without doubt (he can even speak the language) but all I wanted was for him to see Philippines as a viable alternative for future trips. I was pretty sure he'd be back.
It was 1 am and time for Macca and I to find our girl for the night. We decided to go ATLANTIS and formed the same pact we did on our first night, where we must bar-fine a girl.
There were 20 girls on stage and plenty more on the sidelines. If you can't find a girl in Atlantis who doesn't interest you, there's something wrong. My favourite was a hottie in a yellow top with perky tits. When I pointed her out to Macca he said "ladyboy". I studied her closer and although she had fake tits, she had a very feminine face. "If it's a ladyboy it's a bloody good one!" I said. Macca spotted a petite girl sat on a row of seats in front of us who had a Chinese look. He walked up to her and tried to start a conversation but she acted a bit cold so he gave up on her and returned to his seat.
An Indian man was holding court at the front of stage, slowly dishing out 20 peso notes one-by-one to any girl who would let him slide it in to her knickers. It was all rather tawdry and I respected those girls who refused to lower themselves to the demeaning spectacle (for just 20 pesos!
I turned around to say something to Macca and spotted a girl chatting to a waitress with the biggest pair of natural breasts I've seen in a gogo bar. They weren't just tits, they were titanics. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. She saw me looking and smiled so I waved her over and offered her a lady-drink. Facially she wasn't my type and she was a little heavier around the hips than girls I usually go for, but I was completely and utterly hypnotised by her tits. Call me shallow. She was actually a nice girl too. Her name was Nicole, she was 24 and she had a wicked laugh. She seemed quite drunk so I suspected she had gulped down her fair share of lady-drinks tonight.
I couldn't resist bar-fining her. I've fucked a lot of sweet, pretty girls on this trip, especially in Angeles, and I wanted something from the other end of the spectrum. I paid 3000 for the bar-fine and she went to get changed.
I said goodnight to Macca, who was still eyeing up the girls on stage, and Nicole and I walked hand-in-hand back to my hotel. It's funny, I never normally get the 'walk of shame' feeling these days but on this occasion I did because everyone we walked past knew the reason (or two reasons) I had bar-fined this girl. I was pleased when I got her in to my room and closed the door behind me.
We showered and were soon kissing on the bed. I pulled her towel off and came face to face with her huge tits. I reckon they were natural double DS, or perhaps even E cup. She was a good kisser and I rubbed her pussy and began fingering her. "Why you not use your dick?" she said. I obliged. I put a condom on and fucked her hard in mish and it was a great sight leaning back and watching her big breasts wobbling like jellies. "Yeah fuck me!" she ordered as I pounded away as hard as I can. I spooned her in front of the mirror and held her big wobbly tits as I thrust in as deep as I could, then rolled her on to her stomach and slapped in to her from behind.
When she went on top I was in danger of getting a black eye from her big tits swinging in to my face. She leaned back and slowly grinded her hips in to mine, meeting my eyes with a sexy stare. I reached up and squeezed her prize assets and shot my load.
It was good sex and definitely one for my 'wank bank'. I switched the lights off and she hugged up to me. I got to sleep in super-quick time thanks to the extra two pillows.
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Hong Kong / Philippines diary, day 21
Day 21, Angeles.
I woke to Nicole stroking my dick. I took my pants off and she leaned down and gave me a nice slurpy blowjob. I grabbed her right leg and lifted it over me, then pulled her pussy down on to my face. I buried my face in to her and stuck my tongue as far up her pussy as I could. I could feel her big breasts on my chest.
I wriggled from beneath her and rolled a condom on to my dick. It was from a new box of Durex condoms that I bought from England with me. Usually I use the red ones but the wrapper of this one was silver. It was far too tight and I found myself losing wood. This has happened a few times before to me in Asia but usually with Thai condoms which can be quite small. I took the condom off and she gave me a good hand-job, occasionally sucking me too. When she heard me coming she clutched my dick with both hands and wanked me furiously till I shot my load up my chest.
I watched as she stood up and walked to the bathroom for a shower. She might not have been the prettiest but it was a joy to see her naked and her massive boobs. In hindsight I regret I didn't ask her for a tit-wank as I've only had one before and it seemed a prime opportunity missed.
With Owen on his way to Thailand, I decided to give the Perimeter Road bars a miss this afternoon. Drinking all day and all night was catching up on me. I needed a rest.
I also had some chores to do, not least get a haircut. There is a beauty salon called Rosanna Bells on A. Santos Road, opposite Wild Orchid Hotel and next door to the infamous Black Pearl blowjob bar. It advertises 'gents cuts' in the window, so I walked in. Three women and a ladyboy were lounging around and seemed surprised to see me. I got the impression they didn't get many western customers. They seemed fascinated by me and bombarded me with questions. The owner, a glamorous older girl called Jovelyn showed me her collection of foreign banknotes and asked if I had any. I said I'd see if I could find some back in my hotel room for her. Finally I was shown to a chair in front of a mirror and a guy called Bernard put a towel over my shoulders, got the clippers out and gave me a decent haircut for just 100 pesos. I regretted I didn't ask him for a shave as that was something else I needed to do today.
As I was getting my hair cut, a vendor walked in. It was the old man with missing teeth selling crisps! He's definitely following me! Joking aside, you've got to admire how hard some of these people work. I bought a bag off him and he gave me a toothless smile.
I got some more money out from the ATM in the lobby of Wild Orchid Hotel and then went to an internet cafe and booked a room at City State Tower in Manila for the last night of my trip in three nights time. While I was online I also sent an email to Jonalyn, the girl I met in LA Cafe who I spent two nights with. I told her when I'd be back in Manila and asked if she'd like to meet up.
I also got a pen and paper out and tried to work out whether I could reach my target of 20 girls for the trip. It was touch and go. I'd fucked 13 girls so far, meaning I needed to go with 7 more. But I only had three nights left in Angeles and one in Manila (which I had just sacrificed to see Jovalyn again). I worked out that if I fucked a girl each day and each night it would take my tally tantalisingly to 19 girls. Either I needed to find a threesome from somewhere or rush to Hong Kong before my flight home for a quickie in a 141 apartment block. Sadly it meant a repeat fuck with Marnie from Angel Witch or Melanie from Roadhouse was out of the question if I wanted to reach my goal of 20 girls.
7 pm came around quickly. On to way to meet Macca at KOKOMOZ, I made a small diversion to the place I had my hair cut. I had found some Chinese yuan in my luggage for Jovelyn's collection of world currencies.
I got a seat at the front of Kokomoz and ordered a cool beer and some food. I got a burger with a delicious barbecue sauce made from Jack Daniels (295 pesos) and a huge chocolate cake for dessert. As I ate a little girl jumped up on to the railing in front of me, her head just about poking over the top and she held her tiny hand out hoping for a tip. I said "you like cake?" and she nodded eagerly. I cut a piece, handed it to her and she flashed me a big grin before running away to eat it. A minute later three little heads popped up over the railings, the little girl (whose mouth was ringed with chocolate) and her two friends. I gave them each a piece of cake and they ran away laughing.
Lots of pretty girls walked past and Macca told me that he thinks Philippines has more pretty girls than Thailand. He was falling for this fantastic place.
It was just me and Macca tonight and the plan was to go on a bar-crawl around Fields Avenue until Macca had to meet up with a cutie he'd met on DateInAsia. He told me that her sister was also coming along so it would be a double date! I'm not a fan of blind dates, especially in a place like Angeles where there are so many pretty girls everywhere you look, but it sounded something a bit different and I happily went along with Macca's plan. Of course there was a chance that my 'date' could be an ugly sister but at the very least we could have a few drinks and then I could make my excuses and leave.
We started our bar-crawl at STARDUST which was called Forbidden City on my last visit. The time was 8 pm when we pushed our way through the curtains and found ourselves in the middle of dozens of half naked girls sitting round, staring wide-eyed at us. There were some very pretty faces. No music was playing and for a moment I hesitated, thinking I'd accidentally walked in to somewhere I wasn't meant to be but then a mamasan waved for us to follow her and showed us to front-row seats in front of the large stage. Stardust is another of the big show-places, similar in layout to Atlantis with a round stage overlooked by tiers of seats.
Suddenly an old show-tune started playing and three girls started a sexy dance routine. It was excellent and one of the girls was very pretty. She was a great mover too and I entered a dreamworld imagining what I'd like to do to her flexible young body. After three songs the girls left the stage and Macca and I were the only customers who bothered clapping. 25 girls climbed on to the stage and the standard was excellent. I saw a lovely girl with lots of curly ringlets but the prettiest was right at the front in the middle, with a lovely face and big pouty lips. She noticed Macca and I staring at her and gave us a dazzling smile. Macca slipped her a 100 peso tip before we left, to sweeten her in case he chose to come back another time.
On previous visits I've rated this bar in terms of the quality of girls but the pressure for lady-drinks annoyed me. But tonight there was no lady-drink pressure at all and if anything the quality of girls has improved. A must-visit.
Near the MacArthur end of Fields Avenue there is a small cul-de-sac that has several bars. There is a Western themed one, one called Bar Nana and another one with Japanese writing above the door, but we chose NUMBER 7. There were 8 girls dancing on a stage that resembled a catwalk. The standard was average but we have a rule that if we enter a gogo bar, we always stay for a drink. It's a pet hate of mine when guys enter, look around and then walk out and I know for a fact that girls think it's rude too. We pulled up a stool and ordered a beer each. On closer inspection a few of the girls were quite nice, including a shy type in a tartan skirt and a porn wannabe with tattoos who was a sexy, suggestive mover. She'd be a wild one I thought.
Two waitresses were sat in front of us, Jacklyn and Bernadette. They were probably mid-30's and both had a fun sense of humour so Macca and I bought them a drink each before leaving.
Macca checked his phone. There was still no message from the DateinAsia girl, telling us when she and her sister would be out. It's one of the things that puts me off meeting DateinAsia chicks, how unreliable they can be.
We'd been avoiding DOLLSHOUSE on Owen's request (after the ID incident) but now it was just Macca and I we could go back. There were loads of girls and they were screaming loudly as a chubby Indian man with a moustache tossed lots of 20 peso notes on to the stage. The girls scrambled around and tucked their rewards in to their bras. Not to be outdone another Indian man did the same, tossing a wad of notes high in the air. Cue another ear-piercing scream as the girls tried to catch the notes that came fluttering down. A few of the girls didn't demean themselves, including the cute girl with chipmunk cheeks who assaulted me with a piece of tape earlier in the trip. She saw me looking and gave me a comedy fierce stare. I liked this girls humour.
I scanned around the bar and didn't see Jehna who I bar-fined from here on my first night in Angeles. Although she was a pretty girl I wasn't disappointed as I wouldn't have bar-fined her again. Macca couldn't see Maike either, the girl he was trying to organise a threesome with. I saw Riza though on stage, the girl who Owen bar-fined without ID. She saw me and smiled. There is some serious talent in this bar. Macca and I agreed it's the best bar in Angeles.
Macca went to get some food so I went in to MONSOON to see Charlyn. It was 10.20 and the place was unusually quiet. There were only a few customers and just 8 girls were dancing. The standard was surprisingly low too and Charlyn was nowhere to be seen. A waitress sat next to me who was very friendly and seemed to be lacking self-confidence so I offered her a lady-drink. Her face lit up. She hugged up to me and then prodded my stomach and said "you too skinny. I will cook for you". Haha.
The time was 10.30 and Macca and I went to CENTAURUS. I hoped to see the blond 'Hello girl' but she wasn't there. The standard inside was excellent though, definitely one of the best line-ups in Angeles. 20 girls stood on the revolving carousel and there were lots of cuties, including three spectacular girls who were dressed in casual clothes, presumably fresh from an earlier bar-fine. We got stage-side stools and enjoyed smiling at the girls as they slowly rotated past. One of them seemed very shy but I managed to get a cute smile from her each time she went past. Two cheeky girls were having fun with a middle-aged man sat next to the stage. He had gel on his hair and they pretended to jack off over his head. A familiar song started playing with the chorus 'she's a little bit dangerous'. It's been the soundtrack to the trip.
Macca checked his phone again. His DateInAsia girl still hadn't replied.
We decided to go to PHAROAH next as I'd been impressed by some of the girls on my first visit. We took the elevator up the 3rd floor and there were plenty of girls. 15 girls were dancing on the top level of the double-decker stage, 15 girls were dancing on the bottom level and another 15 were dancing in front of the stage. On the down-side, this seems to be one of the few bars on Fields Avenue where you get hassled for lady-drinks. Three pushy girls were in Macca's face asking for drinks and a waitress sat on a stool next to me and asked me "what your name?" A spectacularly pretty girl walked past with curly hair and I couldn't help following her with my eyes. "She married" the waitress said.
Just past midnight we entered EQUUS which used to be called Fantasy. I don't know why they changed their name and surely they could have come up with a better name than Equus! What does it mean? And how do you pronounce it? If it's "Excuse" perhaps this is the bar girls work at who are always on their period!
15 girls were on stage and the quality was excellent. I saw a girl with a fabulous face but when I pointed her out to Macca he said "she's carrying a bit of weight". I looked closer and he was right. Two girls walked on stage wearing see-through camisoles and one of them was extremely pretty. She looked half Indian and had a serene grace about her with long wavy light brown hair. I immediately became infatuated by her. A waitress was sat nearby so I asked her why the pretty girl on stage was dressed differently. She told me that the girl was a 'model', which naturally set a few alarm bells ringing. It sounded expensive. I couldn't resist buying her a drink though.
She walked over and looked prettier up close. I've got a thing for Indian girls (useless fact: India has had more Miss Worlds than any other nation). She sat between Macca and I and told me that her name was Ann and she was 25 from Manila. I bought her a lady-drink and at first her body language was cool, sitting with her legs crossed away from me but after a few minutes she was laughing and sharing stories and clinking her bottle of beer against mine. She told me that she had been at the bar for 2 months and previously worked at Phillies Sports bar near the end of Fields Avenue.
Macca leaned across and told me that his DateinAsia girl had finally got in touch suggesting that we meet in High Society. Typical! If she had texted any time in the previous four hours I would have happily gone along for a speculative double date with her sister but it was now after midnight and I wanted to bar-fine Ann. It all hinged on whether Ann wanted to go with me though and also what her bar-fine was. She was a 'model' after all, perhaps she'd be one of those 4000 peso girls I've read about? I needn't have worried. She was happy to go with me and her bar-fine was a frankly bargain 2500 pesos. She went to get changed and I felt bad telling Owen that I wouldn't be going with him on the double date with his DateinAsia girl and her sister. It felt like I was standing her up but they'd just left it too late to text Owen back. I couldn't wait all night. I also felt bad because it meant Owen was now condemned to an awkward three's-a-crowd situation! Thankfully Owen understood and wished me luck with my girl, then disappeared in to the night.
On the way back to my hotel Ann told me that she enjoys playing pool, so we went in to Crystal Palace for a game. Initially I thought I'd have to go easy on her and intentionally missed pots to make the first few frames closer but I regretted it when she turned up several gears, potted balls left, right and centre and beat me 5-3! A couple of sparsely dressed gogo girls were playing on the next pool table and I enjoyed watching them as they stretched across the table. I can remember playing against a hottie once and deliberately leaving her awkward pots for this very reason.
It was 3 am by the time we got back to my hotel. After we showered we lay on the bed. She had a petite frame with small but firm tits and nipples that begged to be sucked. I lay next to her and she intertwined her legs with mine and began stroking my dick. I kissed her but she kissed with her mouth closed. I got rock hard anyway.
On went the condom and in went my dick. I fucked her slowly and loved her sex face. Her mouth was open, her eyes were rolled back and she played with herself as she groaned softly. I fucked her from behind in front of the mirror and then she rode me energetically. It was quite a sight seeing a beautiful girl like Ann riding me but bizarrely I felt myself losing wood. Once again I had used one of the condoms with silver wrappers, which was so tight it had strangled the life out me. Maybe they were junior ones! She finished me with a nice hand-job.
Tomorrow I needed to fuck two girls. I decided I would try to bar-fine Eileen from Roadies during the afternoon and perhaps one of my favourites from Fields Avenue at night.
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Hong Kong / Philippines diary, day 22
Day 22, Angeles.
I woke at 10.30 to see Ann walking out of the bathroom fully-dressed. "I have to go now, okay?" she asked me. Sometimes you get morning sex, sometimes you don't, I tend to just let it happen. I appreciated the fact she asked though, waved her goodbye and rolled back asleep.
I woke at midday, groggy on sleep. I felt better after a shower and better still after breakfast. Today I would be fucking two girls, starting with Eileen from Roadies.
At 2 pm I took a trike from outside my hotel up to ROADIES at the top end of Perimeter Road. 8 girls were dancing and hallelujah, there was Eileen on stage looking every bit as pretty as I remembered. I immediately called her down for a lady-drink which cost 300 pesos. She held my hand as we chatted which was a good sign, as this was the second time I'd come back to the bar so she knew I was interested. She was a bubbly, smiley girl but she casually dropped in that yesterday she had been off work because she was on her 'mens'. I inquired about her availability this afternoon and she told me that she was still on her period. "Tomorrow?" I asked and she said "period last three days, sorry". I think it was a genuine excuse though because she then squeezed my hand and added "Day after is okay". It proved she was willing to go with me but sadly I'd be back in Manila by then. I cursed to myself. Eileen was a 10/10 girl but she had slipped through my fingers. I should have bar-fined her when I had chance the first time I met her.
There was a line of three trikes parked on the opposite side of the street. Two men were stood chatting in the shade of a tree and another lay sprawled across the seat of his trike, sleeping. I walked over and the two men who were chatting sprang to life and waved down the street at another trike driver, who drove over. Perhaps they were too engrossed in conversation to want a customer!
At 3 pm I entered PONY TAILS and made a decision. I didn't want this afternoon to be a drawn-out affair, I wanted to pick a girl quickly, fuck her and give myself a few hours of rest before Fields Avenue tonight. So I told myself that whatever happened I had to bar-fine a girl from here. I quite enjoy this tactic as it gets my adrenaline pumping. Somewhere in this bar was a girl I'd be fucking in around about an hour. How often can you say that to yourself?
For talent, Pony Tails is one of my favourite bars in Angeles. 10 girls were dancing with easily double that on the sidelines and lots were pretty. Which would it be? I took my time sipping my San Miguel, watching the various dance shifts and drawing up a mental short-list of possibilities. As I did so, a middle-aged woman with 'Massage' written on her top started to give me a shoulder massage. It felt magical so I let her continue for ten minutes. I felt like a King, watching the pretty girls whilst having a massage (all that was missing were two naked girls either side, fanning me). I did get complimentary popcorn though. I gave the masseur tip after ten minutes and she left with a big smile.
Suddenly the DJ called "party time!" and all of the girls squeezed up on to the stage in the middle. There were probably 40 girls. Ai was one of those small, cute girls I tend to go for with braces on her teeth while Yammy was tall with dark brown skin and the kind of slim, toned figure that could sell swimsuits. Lyn was perhaps the most beautiful but was wearing a black dress which suggested that maybe she was unavailable. Then I remembered that the prettiest girl on my previous visit was also wearing a dress so perhaps it's just a way to differentiate the 'models', like Ann in Equus. I spotted Nica, the blond who gave me a stiffy on my last visit but she seemed pre-occupied flirting with another customer.
A pretty girl walked over with braided hair and sat next to me. She told me that she recognised me and introduced herself as Kylie*. She was 19 and I enjoyed chatting so offered her a lady-drink. A girl called Trixie was dancing with great energy in front of us so I asked Kylie "who is best dancer here?" She said "I am". I thought maybe she was just joking but she told me that she used to work as a dancer on a Filipino TV show and even gave me the name of the show and told me to Google it. Good dancers always provide great sex so I paid her bar-fine (2000 pesos) and we walked the short distance back to my hotel.
I like the fact that girls you take from Perimeter Road during the afternoon are keen to get down to business straight away. She pounced on me on the bed and was a great kisser, using her tongue. I knew I was in for a good session but I had no idea just how good.
She assertively told me "take off" and I removed my pants and she proceeded to give me an excellent blowjob. She got me rock hard and much to my surprise and delight, gave me deep-throat. I've never had a girl give me deep-throat all the way until now. She held it for ten seconds before surfacing for air. She spat on my dick, took a deep breath and then deep-throat me again, all the way down so my dick was in the back of her throat. She held it for ten seconds again and I felt her tongue licking the bottom of my shaft. She repeated the process over and over, spitting and then deep-throat and holding it as long as possible. I loved it. It was like watching a porn film.
I leaned over and picked up a condom but she said "not like condom". I had a dilemma. I've never bare-backed an Asian hooker before but girls from Angeles have health-checks every week and can't work in the bar if they have a problem. I slid my dick in to her before I had chance to change my mind.
Her pussy felt that little bit warmer and a lot more lubricated than I was used to. I slid in and out, slow and deep and it felt silky smooth. It felt amazing in fact. She kissed me passionately on the lips and ordered "fuck me hard". I followed her orders, slapping in to her as hard and fast as I could. She groaned and bit her bottom lip. I flipped one of her legs over, so she was still on her back but I was entering her pussy sideways and pounded away as her pert tits did their best to wobble. I lay behind her and spooned her in front of the mirror, drilling her as quickly as I could and then rolled on to my back with her on top and fucked up hard in to her tight pussy. I held her tits tightly and could feel her bullet nipples in my palms. She rode me to a shuddering climax. My body writhed for a few seconds, I let out a few loud groans and then shot my spunk in to her pussy. I collapsed back on the bed and tried to get my breath back.
But she kept fucking me. At first I thought she just wanted to squeeze every last drop out but I was wrong. She rode me hard again, thrusting her hips at mine frantically and breathlessly said "come, come". I wasn't sure whether it was a statement or an order. I rolled her on to her back and fucked her in mish again, as quickly as I could and between "oh yeahs" she asked me "you come yet?" I told her I came five minutes ago. How did she not realise?
She finished me for the second time with a hand-job. As she admired the line of spunk up my chest she said "you sex good". I told her "you sex better". It was great sex, some of the best I've ever had. I also got a proper deep throat thrown in for good measure. Filipino girls leave all others in the shade when it comes to performance.
We showered and got changed. She told me that she was going to the hair salon later and wanted to dye her hair and asked me which colour I'd like. I said pink. She also suggested that we could meet up later, after she finished work. I was faced with a dilemma. She provided 10/10 sex and the prospect of fucking her bareback again, perhaps even trying anal, was hard to resist. But on the other hand I desperately wanted to reach 20 girls for the trip.
(* although I usually use real names in my diary, I have decided to use an alias for this particular girl. Although I respect the large majority of people who use this forum, occasionally I read about someone who boasts about how they sleep bareback with as many girls as possible which I don't agree with).
Because I managed to bar-fine relatively quickly during the afternoon, it meant I had a couple of hours to relax in my room. I read my book, had a cup of coffee, read my book some more, showered, shaved and then got a text from Macca saying he was running an hour late. I read my book some more, had another coffee and got ready for another night on Fields Avenue. Smart shoes, smart jeans, long-sleeved shirt, a splash of aftershave, looking good.
We met at 8 pm at Kokomoz and I ate chicken and cashew nuts as Macca told me about last night. His DateInAsia girl was pretty but her sister didn't inherit from the same gene-pool when it came to looks. After shouting both girls drinks for a few hours he took the DateInAsia chick back to his room and although they slept together, she was too shy to have sex. She told him that she hadn't had sex in a year and she wanted to get to know someone first. He described it as being akin to torture seeing her sexy young body in his bed but not being able to do anything.
Tonight's bar crawl started at BODY SHOP at 8. 50 pm. 18 girls were dancing onstage and although all of them were young (I'd guess 18-25 was the age range), most were fairly average. They were the cute and smiley types. Macca noticed a small menu on the table for Viagra, Cialis and kamagra and was impressed by the prices (250 pesos for four tablets). Ever the entrepreneur he decided he'd come back on his last day to buy a stash to sell to his mates back home.
We went to our favourite bar DOLLSHOUSE next and got a seat in the corner underneath a dripping air-con unit and next to a Korean man who chain-smoked. The place was packed with customers and there was a lively atmosphere. Macca was hoping to see Maike but she wasn't there. As time ran out on our time in Angeles his chances of the dream threesome with Maike and Bella receded but he hadn't given up hope. Jenha, the girl I bar-fined on my first night in Angeles was slow dancing sexily on her own at the front of the stage and was tipped a bundle of pesos from a cheerful Indian customer at the front of the stage. Some of these Dollshouse girls must get so many tips they don't need to sleep with customers!
At quarter to ten we went to VIKING. I like the theme of this bar, although if I was being picky I think they got their vikings and pirates mixed up. The stage in the centre is a Viking ship and there are skulls on the walls. Perhaps they are customers who didn't pay their chit? We got stools right next to the stage and 20 girls were dancing, all of whom were young with lovely slim bodies. No Jollibee bellies here. Macca took a shine to a girl on stage with lovely dark skin but unlike the other girls, she stood there shuffling from side to side looking bored and not smiling. In contrast another girl kept smiling cheekily to Macca. Viking is one of those bars where girls take a few steps to the side after every song but wherever she stood she smiled over.
I wasn't feeling too well. Maybe all of the late night drinking had caught up with me? I gulped down my third bottle of water in a desperate effort to rehydrate. Macca gave the smiley girl a 100 peso tip before we left. Hopefully she would remember him if he decided to return later.
Next door is SEA STAR. It's one of those Fields Avenue bars it would be easy to overlook in favour of the bigger bars but I really liked the atmosphere. It had a stage in the middle on which 10 girls were dancing and a cage in which a naughty one was locked up. Girls slid on to the stage down a chrome pole. The place had a dark, sleazy feel, not least because of the hip-hop music blaring out. Hip-hop isn't my favourite music but it's great in gogo bars to get the girls bumping and grinding sexily. There were some nice looking girls too. Macca and I decided that a cutie with a braces on her teeth and a bow in her blond curly hair was the standout. I called her down for a lady-drink (300 pesos) but as soon as she spoke I realised that she was a ladyboy. 'Her' voice was deep and her mannerisms were masculine too. I told Macca about my suspicions and he asked the waitress he was chatting with. She confirmed it much to Macca's amusement and within seconds he was texting Owen in Hua Hin to tell him I'd bought a lady-drink for a lady-boy! I pointed out to him that he himself had agreed that she was the prettiest girl in the bar!
Although lady-boys aren't my thing and I'm not sure they should be working in bars like this, I do try to respect people's feelings and she seemed quite shy and timid. We had a good chat and when I stood up to leave she said gratefully "thank you so much for the drink". I told her it had been nice to meet her and meant it.
Would we be celebrating in cork-popping fashion in CHAMPAGNE? It's a narrow bar and we got front-row stools propped up against the stage. We were so close to the dancing girls we could reach out and touch them. 8 were dancing but the standard wasn't great. They were sweet types but not pretty. But these kind of bars are often the most fun and Macca and I had lots of banter with the girls, teaching them some of our trademark dance moves. They loved it. Girls in these smaller 'ex pat' bars always have great attitudes. Facing the stage is a row of seats that were taken up by older gents, some of whom had pretty companions at their side. The prettiest was with an elderly Chinese man who was standing up to leave. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and when he turned his back to walk away she screwed her face up and wiped her cheek in comical fashion.
Next door is HOT LIPS. It has an L-shaped stage and there were 6 girls dancing, a couple of whom were certainly the type I'd happily call down for a lady-drink. But Macca was determined to play pool against me. We agreed on a 200 peso stake, best of three.
Macca is a maverick pool player, capable of brilliance on his day, whereas I'm a slower, tactical performer, perfectly happy to grind down my opposition with relentless safety. He won the first frame, I won the second. I needed help for the decider so enlisted the help of two girls on stage to be my cheerleaders, a sweet blond and a curly-haired girl with a sexy body. It was a tense frame but they carried me over the finish line, cheering and clapping as I won the decider.
One of our favourite bars is CRYSTAL PALACE. We walked in at midnight and there were 20 girls on stage, including a few real lookers. In the middle I spotted a pretty girl with a curvaceous body and a lovely face. There was an elegance about her I liked so I called her down for a lady-drink. Her name was Scarlet and we got along well. She was one of those quieter girls who carefully considers what they say and our conversation didn't follow the usual course when you speak to a gogo girl. I was intrigued by her.
Macca had called down a pretty young thing with a bow in her hair for a lady-drink. She was a sweet sort with a slim and slender body. After chatting with her for a while Macca leaned across and told me that he was torn about taking her. In terms of looks, body and attitude she ticked all of the boxes but she was 19 and had bad skin. It looked fine to me from about a meter away but Macca told me it really puts him off.
I decided to bar-fine Scarlet as there was something different about her. The bar-fine was 3000 pesos and she reappeared shortly afterwards wearing an elegant black and white dress and thick, fashionable glasses. I always enjoy seeing what girls wear after they get bar-fined and I loved her style.
Macca decided that he wanted to go back to VIKING to bar-fine the flirty girl he gave a tip to. It was only 1 am so I decided to take Scarlet along too. We got stage-side stools and Macca immediately spotted the girl he liked on stage and summoned her down for a drink. The girls were screaming loudly because an older Filipino woman, presumably the manager, tossed pesos up in to the air. The girls jumped to catch them, inevitably grasping at thin air, then scrambled around to pick them up from the floor to boost their nightly wage.
It was nice to buy a girl a drink without being charged double lady-drink prices. I held Scarlet's hand and enjoyed chatting but the music was loud so it was difficult to talk. I began shivering and coughing, I presume caused by all of the cigarette smoke I inhaled tonight. It felt like I might be coming down with something. I decided to leave and said goodnight to Macca, who had also bar-fine his girl. Scarlet and I walked back to my hotel via a 7 eleven where I bought us some snacks. At the checkout Scarlet put some lozenges on to the counter to help my throat.
In my room we cuddled up on the bed and had a long chat. I enjoy getting to know these girls but occasionally you hear sad stories. Scarlet told me that when she was 13 her stepfather molested her and she ran away from home. She ended up in Angeles, got a fake ID and started working in a Korean bar. She became pregnant to a customer aged 15 and had a baby daughter. She continued to work at the bars afterwards and became a popular girl and proudly told me she won a Club Asia fashion show in 2012. She met so many customers she became fascinated about learning languages and as a result can now speak English, Korean and Japanese fluently and is currently learning Turkish and Arabic. She was a smart girl and with a brain like hers could be earning a fortune in the West. She told me that two customers had proposed to her, including an Australian millionaire, but they wanted to whisk her away and her children couldn't get visas.
Although her story was sad, she wasn't a sad person. She was an intelligent, smart girl who loved her family more than anything.
She told me I was a good listener and kissed me. She was a fabulous kisser and soon we were both naked and I was admiring her beautiful body. She said "me fat" which was nonsense of course, she had fantastic curves. She gave me a great blow-job, slow and deep, using lots of suction and I put a condom on and fucked her in a variety of positions. Perhaps due to the way she opened up to me with her life story, it seemed somehow more intimate than the usual pay-for-play sex, with lots of eye contact and gentle kissing. She pushed me to lie on my back and with both feet on the bed lowered herself on to my dick. She bounced up and down on me, riding me until I came. It was great sex with a girl I'd grown to like in a short space of time.
We showered and curled up to sleep afterwards. But as I lay in bed I was burning with a temperature and coughing. She placed her hand on my forehead and looked shocked. "You hot! Are you okay?" I didn't feel well but drank lots of water and hoped I'd feel better in the morning. I had just one full day left in Angeles and couldn't afford to feel ill.
