My name is Joe. And I'm a perv.
I like perving. Wish I could change my nickname at ISG to Perving Irving.
So, what's a perv? ISG has not yet posted a definition. For me, it's a guy who, while at a girlie bar, is not looking for intercourse as much as he is seeking onsite verbal and tactile attention with a playful hostess.
It can be done either seated at a table or sitting alone together in a locked VIP room. I rarely pay a bar fine to whisk a girl away because most nights, I get what I need while sitting on a white plastic chair.
I'm an old guy whose libido doesn't consistently boil like it used to. Some nights I want to f*ck, and I have a local network of gals in my Philippine city of residence, along with the knowledge of where to find short-time relief in other towns.
But most nights, I want to go out and be a perv. Buy inflated-priced "lady's drinks" (LD) for a sexy-dressed gal and watch her get progressively drunker and more brazen while, depending on the type of venue, we either watch dancers or sing songs from a kareoke machine.
Start with handholding and chatting. Then she puts her arms around my shoulder and swings her chair around to sit more comfortably while positioning her sexy high-heeled and short-skirted legs over the top of my lap. Cuddles closer and lays her head on my shoulder. Begins to rub my upper thigh and nibble on my ear.
During beer #3-4, she starts to caress my cock through my pants, and we unabashedly begin making out for all to see. Depending on the bar and the girl, she'll probably whip out a breast for me to touch and nipple for me to lick. As I gently rub the inside of her thigh, she may spread her legs and pull my fingers under her panties to explore. Once in a while, she will reciprocate by running her hand under my cargo shorts and start jacking me off. Sometimes I'll explode, but usually I just sit there at full mast, enjoying the attention.
No pressure to bar fine. No annoying mamasan shoehorning herself into our activities. Just us sitting there for a couple of hours, me buying 3,4,5, or 6 LD's and basking in the attention of a fairly attractive gal who seems genuinely into me and is not shy about disapproving eyes from bystanders.
The degree of perving I receive is dependent on how comfortable the girl is with me. Luckily, I'm a decent-looking guy who dresses well. I like to talk, laugh, joke, engage in meaningful conversations with asking questions about the girl and her life. It's amazing how many partners say that I am not like most foreigner customers, because I come across as unexpectedly fun and friendly. Plus, they say my English-speaking is easy to understand, as I attempt to speak slowly and clearly in my American-accented diction.
So, it doesn't take long for them to get comfy and let the alcohol soak in to steer the night down a friendly path. Some nights I blow my wad out in the open, and some nights I'll offer to pay for the VIP room, where the action gets hotter and I'll use the condom that I always carry in my wallet. Money is not an issue for me when perving. I just want to have fun and naturally see how far things can go.
Sometimes, I depart the bar basking in the glow of a fun night yet still feeling hot from not ejaculating. Oh well. If I'm in a big Mindanao city or at a club in the Colon district of Cebu, it's pretty easy to find a nearby streetwalker to cap off my night. Not my preferred option, but a P250 short-time room and my condom do the job.
Lots of you guys don't understand the logic of spending a good sum of money at a bar without getting laid. I understand your skepticism.
It's a lot easier in the Philippines to get laid than it is to have a successful perving night. Any guy who's armed with enough money and the knowledge of where to pick up hookers (online or in person) can get laid.
But to a degree, perving is an art form. It can't be forced on or automatically purchased from a gal. Not all bars allow it. It's best in dimly lit hostess clubs with semi-secluded tables. Plus, the more times I visit a particular club, the more action takes place, as there's familiarity with repeat customers.
In a way, I enjoy the challenge and the suspense. Makes me feel validated that I'm still desirable by at least a few women much younger than me.
I don't like giving away the names of my favorite bars, as I like being a big foreigner fish in small ponds.
But when I stay in the Manila area, my go-to perving club is the Bang Bang Ali strip joint in Cubao, Quezon City.
It's a Filipino-centric bar, with relatively few foreign visitors. The upstairs "fun" area has been closed down, so no private rooms. Nude dancing on two stages. No extra charge to sit at the seating area that circumvents the main stage, which I call the "Meat Rack'.
My eyes are always wandering in a bar, so I've spotted plenty of smooching, pelvic grinding, and tittie-groping at the other tables.
Customer beers are an initial purchase of two for P250, then P125 for the next ones. Lady's drinks are P350, and consist of bottles of Beer na Beer, none of the watered-down crap they serve at many foreigner-centric clubs. No entry fee.
No bar fining policy, unfortunately. Over the years, a couple of hostesses have offered to go home with me at closing time. But I would have to wait until 4 am, which is way too late for this guy.
As in most strip joints that cater to mostly Filipino customers, the women are average at best in looks. Chunky, clunky, and junky. If you require a hottie, don't bother coming.
Middling girls are fine as long as they give me the attention I deserve. Your mileage may vary, but I never fail to reach my perving pinnacle there.
