Manila

I have been planning for some time to move permanently to the Philippines, and I have been searching on Cherry Blossoms for suitable girl friends for long time relationship(s). I have had a srteady gf in Manila for a few yeaars, and sometimes she comes with me to other countries. Bot of late, I detect a loss of interest, so I am open to alternatives. Also, she is getting fat, and that is a real turn off for me, and she knows it.

So my trip had three objectives. The first, to get a good, thorough fucking, second, to find a gf, third to explore business opportunities. By setting up a series of meetings with potential gf, I planned to get a fair amount of sex for free, and for them to be cleanskins, no need for condoms, which I hate using. My specifications were taller than average, thin, about 30, no babies.

Well, it was an interesting experience. First, the common notion on the forum that girls are desperate to get into relationships with any foreigner, as a ticket out of the country, is false. I started with about 100 possibles which met the search criteria. About one third of my contacts turned out to be scammers, interested only in money for free. About one third never pursued our communications, and dropped off quickly. Of the rest, about 6 or 7 kept going, to the point of meeting up, and generally bedding. So maybe 10 percent were serious.

I checked into the Imperial Suites hotel in late afternoon, and texted the gf, who came over with her very pretty virginal cousin, Miss H, who slept over in our bed, fully dressed. It killed the sex situation, while keeping me feeling very horny with two women in the bed. A terrible situation, I was really pissed off. It seemed like the gf was deliberately making things hard. But one day soon, I am going to deflower the cousin, who turns 18 soon. Whatever happened, the cousin now texts and I think that she is getting pretty interested. The problem is going to be how to set it up.

Not a good start to a week with the Manila gf.

The gf came over to the hotel when she got off at about 7 pm.

We ate, then went strolling along Timog Ave, nothing to do, when we came across this bar called Amihan, right on the corner of Ybardolaza St.

We went in, saw that it was a girlie bar, when a mamasan came over to greet us. She explained the basics of how the place worked, and the gf decided that she was interested. So we were shown to a table near the middle of the place. I offered the mamasan 200 pesos to get us a table at the edge of the dance floor. The place is a local place, and I was the only foreigner, but there was no animosity, and the mamasan was happy to see me.

Beers cost 150. The mamasan explained that ladies drinks are 295 pesos. During the evening, the gf got a plate of chicken for less than 200 pesos. There are VIP rooms at 1500 pesos, and a girl to join in the room is 1500 pesos for one hour, total 3000 per hour, apparently no holds barred. But she said that you must confirm with the girl what she will do for the money. Girls will sit with you at your table and talk for ladies drinks.

There is no barfine or take out system The girls work in the bar till it closes at 4am. There is no objection to negotiation with a girl for her to join you after, in fact the mamasans encourage it. She said that a girl would expect about 1500 pesos for long time, but prices are negotiable.

At the time we got there, about midnight, there was a line up on stage of 11 dancers, all pretty presentable, probably 7.5 to 9, different sizes and shapes. Some were completely covered for the whole time we were there, others completely nude, and others in between, some up front, a couple were shy, beginners.

At times, one dancer would start clothed, strip slowly, then finish up starkers flashing her **** at the guys in the audience. There was quite a lot of action, guys calling down girls for drinks, three or four VIP rooms occupied, quite a money spinner.

All in all, a fair night’s entertainment for a relatively low price.

Gangles

I had a business meeting in Makati late morning. I had arranged to meet up with a CB woman, miss G after the meeting, to check her out, and to decide if I was going to take her to Angeles City after my stay in Manila. She turned out to be tall, thin, pretty glamorous, and apparently very willing. She had done some fashion modeling round SE Asia over the past few years. We had a very pleasant lunch, and I decided that she would be OK. I asked if she wanted to come to Angeles for five days, and she jumped at the chance. Eventually we parted company later in the afternoon.

I had not had a root all day, so I decided to pop over to Burgos St to see if I could rustle up a quick bbbj..

I had been told about High Heels by a young woman, Miss AA, that I had imported for a week to Vietnam last year. She had recommended High Heels as a great bar where you can get a bbbj right there in the bar for the cost of drinks. At the time, she had passed herself of as working in a call centre, all night, but knew about the bar because she took clients there for entertainment. Since I was in the city, in Makati, I decided to go over to P Burgos to check it out. The place was closed, and I couldn’t find anybody who could tell me what time it opened.

So I slipped over to Bottoms to take a look. That early in the day, there was nothing happening, a couple of girls. There was no way that I was going to get a bbj in that place, so after one drink I headed back to the hotel.

The gf turned up early in the evening, and we headed out for a pleasant meal. But something was wrong, the atmosphere was wrong, and I started to get the feeling that the gf was either losing interest, or she had another bf somewhere, or something else. Well, that killed it for me, and she just went through the motions, so we just went to sleep.

Gangles

That afternoon, a young friend of the gf, Miss J, came over to the hotel. She was 19, sloe eyed, not real pretty, but tall, moved sexily, and was very attractive. We had a long chiz miz, went out for some food, and then later in the afternoon, we went to the hotel pool for a swim. I was really looking forward to checking this gal in a swim suit. Her body was slim, ordinary, nothing spectacular, but somehow I got the feeling that she would be a good root. Somehow or other, she got the idea, because she is now texting and is obviously interested. Could be a good investment for next time.

The three of us met up with another woman, a friend of a friend, and we went to dinner. Then we headed off to café Havana.

Café Havana was jumping when we got there at about 11. As usual it was packed, so I offered a waiter 200 pesos if he could get me a table inside. Sure enough, within a few minutes, a table appeared and we settled in. Since I was with three women, I really had no chance to get some flirting in, but it was interesting to watch the interactions. Since I was there last, the number of single falangs has increased, as has the number of women looking. It is definitely a place for upmarket mongering. All of the women were well dressed, and spoke good English. And if you like to dance, it is a bonus. The band is Latin American, they are very good, and very loud. Great fun.

On all previous occasions that I have been there alone, I have been picked up by a gorgeous filipina, price about 1500 lt, and all have performed well. One later came with me to Malaysia for a working vacation.

This night, miss J slept on the sofa in the sala, so we had privacy, but the spark was not there in the rooting. Something is wrong.

Gangles

I had arranged to meet another CB woman, miss K for coffee that afternoon, to check her out as a possible long term lady. This was going to be tricky, because she could be coming in to the hotel room occupied by the gf, another woman. Every woman leaves her mark on a place. Mostly this involves dropping hair. Every woman’s hair is a unique combination of colour, length, thickness and shape. Any woman will instantly recognize a hair as being her own, or not. So I went over the place on my hands and knees, picked up dozens. Put all of her things in plastic bags and into the wardrobe.

So I met miss K outside the hotel, and we went into the coffee shop. It turned out that she looked OK, exactly like her photo on the web site; at least there was some honesty there. As we chatted, and it quickly became apparent that she was the real thing, no bullshit, and that she was completely honest on CB. We had a nice talk, and eventually I asked her what she wanted to do.

She wanted to go up to the room, so off we went. There were no preliminaries, off with the clothes, and into it. She was not as thin as I would have liked, but her body was OK. As usual, I started with a slow, thorough tongue lashing, which got her off pretty quickly, then I slipped in the pork sausage and we were rooting pretty steadily. Her favourite was doggy, so I pushed her face down onto the bed, so that her arse was cocked upwards, and I pounded away. It was just what she wanted, and I blew my bolt pretty soon. I don’t know how long it was since she had had her last fuck, but I got the impression that it was just the standard slam, bam, thank you ma’am. I think that I was the first guy who had taken the interest and effort to get her rocks off.

So we had a nice cuddle and a snooze. By this time, I was getting a bit anxious about the gf coming back, because I needed a lot of time to go over the place to clear away miss K’s marks. So we got dressed, had a short chat and I showed her downstairs and into a taxi.

Then back up, clear the place of miss K’s hair, remove all marks, and put the gf’s things in the right place.

All in all, a pleasant soujourn.

Gangles

This afternoon, I was thinking of getting some commercial bbbj. So I headed off to find the Cubao Sauna, which was reasonably close. It is exactly where it is described in the forum. I could not find the name of the street. From the street, it looks like 3 big roller doors, all closed. But over on the right side, there is a smaller door, open, which leads upstairs. There is an open area, a sort of waiting room with sofas, and a few pinoys lounging round.

I did not know the routine, or what to do. So I asked at the desk. The woman had very little English. I said that I wanted a massage, and a bbbj. The woman indicated that they only handled the massage, the rest was up to me with the girl. Basdically, the business rents you a cubicle for 200 pesos for 90 minutes, and directs a girl to your cubicle. The rest is up to you to negotiate. You have one right of refusal, that is, another girl. So I paid the 200 pesos for the massage, and was waved into the back area, and subsequently to a small cubicle with annoying loud music and red light.. And there was no line up, or choice, that I could discern. The problem then was, what to do if the girl did not do bbbj?

It turned out that this was the case with the first one who appeared. Said that she did not do bbbj, and she left. I waited a long time for another to appear, she said that she did not do bbbj either, so I opted for just a massage. It was perfunctory, to say the least, she had no idea about massage, only rooting. So I packed up my things and left.

No bbbj, still horny, and about 5.30pm. What to do? So I headed over to P Burgos to try High Heels again. I got there at about 6.15. The place was open, but when I went in, it was empty. One girl going through the motions of a dance on the stage, and one GRO, who bounded over and escorted me to the bar. I ordered a beer, and she climbed into my lap, introduced herself as Joyce. Would I buy her a drink? Yes, and we chatted. She sat across my lap, facing, with no panties, so we got a bit personal quickly.

I told her that it would be very nice if she would give me a bbbj, so she led me over to a darker area alongside the bar. Hauled down my pants and started to work on the old boy. She suggested that we move to the VIP room next door, only 3000 pesos. I said not interested, I wanted one there. So she slipped down and got started. For a while, she was up and down, apparently checking the mamasan who has some pretty rigid policies about bbbj in the open. While this was going on, a waitress kept coming over hustling for drinks. I did not want to blow the lot, yet I did not want to spend a lot. The objective was a quick, cheap blow off. So I ended up buying Joyce 3 ld, for about 250 each.

Eventually Joyce got down to the serious action, and I had a mighty blast, partly from pent up frustration, partly from her expert style, and partly from the suspense of doing it in the open. I was drained. Just sagged back in the seat. Joyce pulled up my pants, sorted out the mess, and got us back to normalcy. I just got up, and staggered out of the door, knees trembling. This is the place to go for a quickie, cheap.

That evening, the gf nagged me into taking her to P Burgos to watch the show in Jools. As usual, it was great, always good fun. And occasionally the dancers drag customers up front for a dance. I like to dance swing, so the gal that picked me got a real workout. There were not many customers, so we had a bunch of girls hanging round, chatting to the gf. I think she is fascinated at the prospect of being a Bar girl. We bough a ld for one girl, 300 pesos, and our drinks cost 150 pesos. I also bought a couple of plates of food, because I figured that most of the girls had not eaten. That went down pretty well.

I asked a waitress to change a 1000 peso note into 100’s, and tucked them into my shirt pocket, where the girls could see them. When the conversation lulled, I asked the girl who was talking with the gf if she would like 100 pesos – this is what she gets for each ld. She said yes, so I motioned her to come round in front of me, with her back to me. I slowly put my hands round the front, where the other girls could see, and slipped up her skirt, and slipped my hand with the note down the front of her panties, then slipped the note into her crutch. She gasped and giggled, but did not move. I took out my hand and she went round the other side again. Over time, every girl came over to get her 100 pesos. Very nice, good fun, and it puts a bit of electricity into the place. The gf thought it was great, and she giggled with the other girls.

I checked, the barfine is 3500 pesos, and the girl expects about 3000 to 5000 pesos long time.

When we eventually left, the gf said that she wanted to go to another bar. So High heels was right there, so in we went. We were shown to a table where we could see the floor, and ordered a drink. Then I froze. Miss AA, the Vietnam girl appeared, threw herself across the table, with a big Hi. I said nothing, totally flat faced. The gf would have gone berserk if she knew that I had taken Miss AA to Vietnam for a week. Eventually Miss AA took herself away, over to the bar, and stayed there. I was pretty nervous about what could happen, so after a short while I paid the bill and we left.

Next day, I took of to Angeles with Miss G.

Gangles

late in the morning the gf left, with her stuff, to go home, and to work that afternoon.

i had negotiated a taxi fare of 1500 plus tolls qc to angeles that morning. the driver was there right on time, good, clean taxi, well driven.

i met up with miss g, and we took the taxi to angeles

we chatted on and off during the trip to angeles. i checked in at the central park hotel, good value, great location.. in the room, we put our things away, then lay on the bed for a rest. she loved kissing, so that is where we started, under the neck, down over her shoulders to her nipples. then she hauled off her top, nipples standing hard. i licked slowly down her side and across her belly, and she bent down and hauled her jeans off. then it was on. i gave her a good, long licking out, she was almost instantly orgasmic, and i kept her in orgasm for quite a while, her whimpering all the time.

then i rolled onto my back, hauled her on top, and we fucked hard and long. she is very tall and thin, excellent access to her ****, which was very tight. then rolled out from under and banged her doggie style. what a view, narrow hips, lean back, very tight ****. what a sight, what a sensation, tightest **** i had been in for a long time.

this confirmed that the right woman for me is tall and thin, like i am. it also showed that i had put the wrong profile into the cb search engine, and this was why i was getting women who were ok, but not thin enough. now i know.

that evening, we met up with a mate from oz for dinner and drinks. it was pretty good, a few laughs, conversation flowing well. during the evening, my mate pulled out his cell phone, and his gf did the same. both were top of the line models, and he had bought the phone for the gf. this got my gf going, said she wanted a phone, since she only had one borrowed from her brother. the mate said that there was a kiosk just along the street that sold mobiles at very low prices. we went to have a look – big mistake on my part. when we got there, she decided that she wanted only top of the line, and i should give her the money that i would have paid for a cheap phone. i said no, phone or nothing, as i had no idea what she would actually do with the money. just sink the boot in, the mate said that i was a skinflint, a cheapskate.

so we had an impasse. we went back to the hotel; i lay down to relax, but she threw a tantrum, screaming, crying, accusing me a not loving her, and how could i not buy her a nice phone when he had bought his gf a nice phone. the fact that they had been together for 2 years, with thousands of roots, vs us together for less than one day, and one root, was of no consequence. her tantrum went on and on, and she got louder as i remained impassive, and i would not shift.

then she opened her wallet and took out all o fmy money, put it on the table. then she hauled out the shoes i had bought for her and dumped them on the bed, then the other things i had bought.

then she stuffed her things in her bag and headed for the door. i said that if she was leaving i should give her some money to get back to manila, but she pushed past and walked out.

end of story.

not quite, i then got a string of texts abusing me, accusing me of [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord125][CodeWord125][/url] her, anything she could think of. i replied in a restrained but very direct way, and saved all texts on the phone for evidence if needed.

eventually the texts stopped. then two days later started a string of texts and emails saying she was sorry, someone else had told her to do it, etc. i replied firmly, but making it clear that she was on her own. but they are still coming.

gangles

[QUOTE=Robbaf]

Almost 99% of the girls in the Cafe' are FL's. I really don't think that you would meet a "Good Girl" in the Cafe'.

Robb[/QUOTE]Agreed 90+% are hardened FL's and any reasonably competent monger can spot them a mile off. But you do get a few 'good' girls and by this mean shopgirls and the like who hearing from friends of the goldmine that is the LA Cafe give it a go, usually when they are really short of cash such as months end when rent is due. You can normally spot them by their dress (normal street attire for the average young Filipina I. E jeans and top) and a relatively innocent look. This type won't approach you so you have to make first contact. They normally appear once or twice and are never seen again. I have met a few like this and the experience is usually good and sometimes outstanding.

My gf insisted that I visit her brother’s place in Pasay. So we caught the MRT train to the terminal, at the Taft Station. As we got off the train, we got a bit lost and found ourselves in the MetroPoint mall. It is pretty tired, run down and dark, huge numbers of people.

Well, there was an enormous number of great looking girls, and this is the lower economic level place where they will be really motivated to find the walking ATM. So, next time I can get away without the gf, I am going to check it out, spend some time there, and see what I can dredge up.

Gangles

Gamahucher,

This is an excellent report! Could you do me a favor and recommend somewhere central in this area where I could tell a taxi driver to drop me off? Maybe a hotel or some other kind of landmark in the middle of the action.

Thanks & Cheers.

[QUOTE=Gamahucher]From reading some of the field reports on this excellent punting site, I am aware that there are some adventurous souls out there, who, like me, like to walk on the wild side now and then. That is to abandon the tried and tested venues in Ermita, Pasay (EDSA Compex) and Makati and experiment with the local scene in Cubao, Pasay and Quiapo. It can be a bit more hit and miss, a little more dangerous (which adds to the excitement and this is after all an adventure, contact sport) but the rewards can be that much greater.

Of all the local punting options, Quiapo is my favourite. The area in question is centred around Carriedo Street extending as far as Rizal Avenue and Recto Avenue. During the American colonial era Carriedo Street was the top shopping street in Manila but with the construction of LRT 1 this area slid rapidly and is now quite run down. The overhead LRT trap the dust and smog and it is dirty and gloomy 24/7. Lim tried to resurrect the area a few years back by pedestranising Carriedo but it didn’t invigorate the area that much and it was abandoned last year (why oh why do they always fuck up like this in the Philippines – spend public money on a great cosmetic projects and then abandon or neglect them soon after – take Baywalk as a prime example).

During the day the area has much going for it. There is a great street market, Quiapo Church (famous for the Black Nazarene) and Chinatown (with some excellent dining options) and Intramurus nearby. But its when the market vendors pack up and go home and the streets are given over to night pursuits that the area really comes to life.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Pocket Sushi]Gamahucher,

This is an excellent report! Could you do me a favor and recommend somewhere central in this area where I could tell a taxi driver to drop me off? Maybe a hotel or some other kind of landmark in the middle of the action.

Thanks & Cheers.[/QUOTE]Thanks PS, Guess the real value of monger sites is in finding new places to indulge our hobby! At least it is for me. Shame that their appear to be no Manila based Pinoy Mongers among our ranks who might be encouraged to 'spill the beans' on all those secret places that only locals know. Accompanied by knowledgable Filipino friends I've mongered in Pasay, Quiapo and Cubao but I know there are lots of other places in Quezon, Marakina, Las Pina, Paranaque (not the overpriced and overated AF1) etc that would be worth a visit.

Carriedo Street is the place to start. You could take a taxi or use the LRT Line 1 to Carriedo which is right above Carriedo St.

Place is definately worth a scouting trip but I believe things have changed a bit since my last visit. Asshole Lim has apparently de-pedestrianised Carriedo which is a bit of a shame but probably hasn't affected the late night P4P scene.

Attached a little map drawn from my increasingly enfeebled memory so don't rely on it too much. But might be of use.

If you do happen to get down there please post a report. I've had some great nights there and hope to have some more in the future and would be interested to hear of any changes. Also remember its local prices down there so P500-800 ST is the norm and locals don't even pay that!

Cheers Gamahucher

Good reports Gangles. Read with much interest. You obviously had a great and varied time.

Particularly interested to hear of your experiences in Timog Ave, a friend tells me there a quite well developed scene up there with lots of bars and street action. Your report seems to confirm it although the prices does seem a bit steep for what I thought is, in essense, a local scene. Did you get the impression they were massively inflating prices especially for you? Cannot see Pinoys paying these prices. Did you see any evidence of the reputedly heavy street action? Damn must get up there to check it out.

Never heard of Cafe Havana as a pick up joint. Yet another thing to remember. I do know they serve the best oysters in town for when I'm feeling in that russian roulette mood. Had a great new years eve in there a couple of years ago. How did you go about the pickup in there. Were they sat at the bar?

Yeah I've noticed loads of available pussy near Taft Station. There are loads of ST hotels in the vicinity which is a hint in itself. If you cross over the intersection towards Baclaran Street Market you will invariably get approached by pimps touting their girls. Had a look once but quality wasn't that high. But you will get lots of pinay eye contact and knowing glances in the area so finding some company for a couple of hours entertainment is probably dead easy. Market is pretty good as well.

You were probably well rid of Miss G. Materialistic ***** LOL. Bet she is regretting it now. Mind you with friends like your Oz mate. Bet he was pissing himself laughing at your discomfort. Hahaha.

Thanks again mate for much useful info and a good read. Wot no pix?

Thanks Gamahucher! The map does help a lot. I'm 3 weeks until wheels up with stops in AC and Subic before I go to Manila but I'll definitely be checking out this area and I'll post some feedback.

Yeah, I wish some of the expats would spill the secrets of where to go in Manila besides LA Cafe, Makati and EDSA. I guess they don't want a bunch of tourists like myself crowding their hunting grounds.

[QUOTE=Pocket Sushi]I guess they don't want a bunch of tourists like myself crowding their hunting grounds.[/QUOTE]
Pretty smart..... :p

I had 2 great nights in Ermita Sat & Sun this week.
Pics and a report to follow later as I have a date with a girl who flew in from Leyte in an hour.

This place is better than Disneyland.

Regards, Bob