Cartagena 23rd to the 4th
I just got back from Cartagena. And it did not disappoint!
The weather is very mild this time of year with a cool breeze. It was similar back in November but hot as balls back in September.
[B]The Gymnist[/B]
First day, Saturday, was spent getting fucked and blown by a regular Colombian chica I've known for a while. It was pretty wild and by the morning I was a broken man with a raw cock. As soon as she'd gone, I grabbed some breakfast and sat on my balcony chilling. I regret not going to the old city on my first Saturday since that's the best night even if only to get numbers and not fuck them all at once. As I'm chewing into my arrepa with jamon and queso I get a message from the gymanist 21 year old soccer freak I banged on my last trip. She was waiting downstairs and wouldn't take no for an answer. She was mad I had gone with another chica first.
This chic is fucked up. She comes up and I grab a couple of beers for us (it's like 10 am in the morning). We chat about stuff. She tells me I probably shouldn't visit Colombia anymore this year because of the elections. I had no idea elections were so violent in Colombia but based on my news watching when I was there shit is going south. That being said I had no issues in Cartagena.
This chica is insane. I have her bent over backwards and am barebacking her like a wild man. I yell at her to get her legs together. You know what she does? She crosses her feet so her legs are holding tight. I made a mess down her beautiful thighs. Damn. At this point my dick was really sore. We go out for lunch and I tell her I really can't bang anymore. She starts teasing me so I just give her her 200 k and she goes home. Did I mentioned I never once negotiated with this chica? She just gets 200 k no matter how much time she spends.
[B]Centro Historico[/B]
Even though it's Sunday and I'm a broken man who is walking funny, I decide to check out the clocktower plaza. I arrive around 11 pm and there are about 20 chicas. This isn't bad for a Sunday which is usually the second worse day to go. I hit up La Dulce Vida and there are only about 8 chicas in there. Nothing crazy. By 12:30 there are about twenty chicas and I get ropped in by a MILF with a nice fat booty. We drink. Start making out. And as I pay the bill to take her back to my apartment for an all nighter the gymnist is there sitting at the bar with her friends. I give her a weak nervous smile and she smiles back and looks away quickly.
The MILF was alright. We banged that night and in the morning before she left. I gave her the standard 400 k for TLN. She offered anal but I didn't take it up. No one ever offered me anal like that before out of the blue. My throbbing member is a bit on the wide side so chicas usually don't want to go there.
I call up my tout and complain to him that shit is too expensive in Cartagena. I tell him I want to go to a beach that's cheap with few people. Surely he could hook me up right?
[B]Punta Arenas[/B]
So turns out there's this little known beach called Punta Arenas. It's on Isla de Tierra Bomba which is directly south from the beaches on Laguito. You could technically swim to it if you wanted to from Laguito, and are a good swimmer. It's 15 minutes by speed boat. I go with my tout to meet with his buddy on a beach in Laguito. He tells me he can rent me a speed boat for 100 k to take me there, and another 100 k to bring me back. It's slightly pricey but not a bad deal. I call up the MILF I was banging and tell her to bring some friends the next morning. That night I slept well. I really couldn't fuck anymore after the initial 48 hour marathon.
We meet up Tuesday morning and head by speed boat to Punta Arenas. It's exactly as described with tables under straw roofs or whatever they're made of. There's maybe 4-5 vendors who are super cool and only come around once. I bought the chicas some braceletes and other shit and ordered us all beers and a cheap bottle of whisky. The beach isn't as great as Playa Blanca but its clear with a little debris from the city. The sand is white too. Along with the food I think the total damage was around 600 k. For five people that was reasonable. When we head back to Cartagena we went to Playa Hollywood and drank Choco Loco out of coconut shells. I think some gringo asked for House Music to be played, and that caused the chicas to start taking turns dancing and grinding their ass on my lap.
I was plastered at this point and with serious whisky dick but I was whorney too. I took one of the chicas who had nice wide hips back to my apartment, after stopping to buy viagra at a pharmacy. They sell viagra like candy in this city. The pretty pharmacists offered me a multivitamin for sexual potency. I refused her kind offer, hahaha.
Back at the apartment I shared a beer with the chica while I washed down 50 MG of viagra. Within 15 minutes I was hard as a rock and we were drunk fucking. I never paid her nor did she ask for any money when we were done which was actually a nice change. I guess the day out was payment enough for her.
[B]The Casino[/B]
By the time we got back to the table we were drinking at only one chica and my tout were left. I paid the bill for the round of drinks and then told the tout I wanted to show him how I make money. "Que? He asked as I put my arm around his shoulders and went into drunk storytelling mode. We hit up Casino Rio where the tout learned all about blackjack. By the time we were done I showed him how to cash the 500 k in chips I'd won. "Para tu," I told him, as I insisted he keep the money. The look of wonder on his stupid face as we left the casino haunts me to this day. I wonder if I turned him into a degenerate gambler? That would be a shame.
[B]The Venezuelana[/B]
I woke up at like 5 am with a hang over. I dug around the fridge in the dark and made me a ham and cheese sandwich while I slurrped on some hair of the dog. The messages on my phone were a mix of offers and angry jealous messages from various chicas. My tout too thanked me profusely. I remembered then that I walked him to his bus. Nice touch.
Then I noticed a new number but a familiar face. It was this crazy Venezuelan I had met on my last trip. She was great in the sack. I messaged her back and told her to get her ass to my place ASAP. She had just finished partying so that didn't happen until noon. This chica is a lot of fun and authentic and zero bullshit. Other than the fact that she doesn't eat any of the food we ever order unless it's dinner. Breakfast? She'll have a quarter of it and the rest take out. Lunch? Don't bother. The only other issue is she's a partier and I'm in bed by max, 3 AM. I have no interest in going to Space or Elektra with her.
On our second day together I took her to Punta Arena. It was a relaxing day. I didn't get drunk. Instead I played catch with a couple of dogs there. Went jet-skiing. Then took her back to my place for a quick bang. She mentioned wanting me to meet me at 3 am at Elektra. I was so tired I just agreed knowing I wouldn't.
[B]Clocktower Plaza Friday Night[/B]
By the time I got up it was midnight. I got something to eat, showered and hit the old city. I must have arrived at 1 am at the clocktower plaza and it was a sea of chicas. I haven't seen it this busy before in my previous trips. I hung around until about 2 am when the crowd started thinning out. There was one mona (tall blonde) with a fine, and I mean fine, ass. I followed her and she walked past La Dulce Vita about to enter Space. I called out to her and offered to buy her a drink in LDV. Instant deep throat kissing. Total GFE.
We had 2 beers and went back to my place where she immediately agreed to bareback with little discussion. I was like whhhhaaat? But fuck it. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. She left that night after the deed but in the morning enthusiastically came back for lunch and more fucking. Then she decided to take a long ass nap and that was a turn off. When she woke up I banged her again and paid her 300 k. I felt a little bad for her. She was a typical Venezuelan who was in Cartagena trying to get money for food. She chatted with her kids on whatsapp video with my phone and wifi. Didn't feel right to just give her 200 k.
[B]Summary[/B]
Cartagena is rocking right now. Anyone with a dick, a few hundred bucks, and the time to learn some Spanish and use it should be fine. Semana Santa is quickly approaching end of March. After that I expect the city to die down until about August. I'll probably head back in September.
There's supposed to be a new place in front of Elektra with chicas but when I went in on Friday it looked like a regular club to be. Might be worth exploring.
While far from an expert, I really liked that trip summary
[QUOTE=YippieKayay;2148869]I just got back from Cartagena. And it did not disappoint!
The weather is very mild this time of year with a cool breeze. It was similar back in November but hot as balls back in September.
[B]The Gymnist[/B]
First day, Saturday, was spent getting fucked and blown by a regular Colombian chica I've known for a while. It was pretty wild and by the morning I was a broken man with a raw cock. As soon as she'd gone, I grabbed some breakfast and sat on my balcony chilling. I regret not going to the old city on my first Saturday since that's the best night even if only to get numbers and not fuck them all at once. As I'm chewing into my arrepa with jamon and queso I get a message from the gymanist 21 year old soccer freak I banged on my last trip. She was waiting downstairs and wouldn't take no for an answer. She was mad I had gone with another chica first.
This chic is fucked up. She comes up and I grab a couple of beers for us (it's like 10 am in the morning). We chat about stuff. She tells me I probably shouldn't visit Colombia anymore this year because of the elections. I had no idea elections were so violent in Colombia but based on my news watching when I was there shit is going south. That being said I had no issues in Cartagena.
This chica is insane. I have her bent over backwards and am barebacking her like a wild man. I yell at her to get her legs together. You know what she does? She crosses her feet so her legs are holding tight. I made a mess down her beautiful thighs. Damn. At this point my dick was really sore. We go out for lunch and I tell her I really can't bang anymore. She starts teasing me so I just give her her 200 k and she goes home. Did I mentioned I never once negotiated with this chica? She just gets 200 k no matter how much time she spends.
[B]Centro Historico[/B]
Even though it's Sunday and I'm a broken man who is walking funny, I decide to check out the clocktower plaza. I arrive around 11 pm and there are about 20 chicas. This isn't bad for a Sunday which is usually the second worse day to go. I hit up La Dulce Vida and there are only about 8 chicas in there. Nothing crazy. By 12:30 there are about twenty chicas and I get ropped in by a MILF with a nice fat booty. We drink. Start making out. And as I pay the bill to take her back to my apartment for an all nighter the gymnist is there sitting at the bar with her friends. I give her a weak nervous smile and she smiles back and looks away quickly.
The MILF was alright. We banged that night and in the morning before she left. I gave her the standard 400 k for TLN. She offered anal but I didn't take it up. No one ever offered me anal like that before out of the blue. My throbbing member is a bit on the wide side so chicas usually don't want to go there.
I call up my tout and complain to him that shit is too expensive in Cartagena. I tell him I want to go to a beach that's cheap with few people. Surely he could hook me up right?
[B]Punta Arenas[/B]
So turns out there's this little known beach called Punta Arenas. It's on Isla de Tierra Bomba which is directly south from the beaches on Laguito. You could technically swim to it if you wanted to from Laguito, and are a good swimmer. It's 15 minutes by speed boat. I go with my tout to meet with his buddy on a beach in Laguito. He tells me he can rent me a speed boat for 100 k to take me there, and another 100 k to bring me back. It's slightly pricey but not a bad deal. I call up the MILF I was banging and tell her to bring some friends the next morning. That night I slept well. I really couldn't fuck anymore after the initial 48 hour marathon.
We meet up Tuesday morning and head by speed boat to Punta Arenas. It's exactly as described with tables under straw roofs or whatever they're made of. There's maybe 4-5 vendors who are super cool and only come around once. I bought the chicas some braceletes and other shit and ordered us all beers and a cheap bottle of whisky. The beach isn't as great as Playa Blanca but its clear with a little debris from the city. The sand is white too. Along with the food I think the total damage was around 600 k. For five people that was reasonable. When we head back to Cartagena we went to Playa Hollywood and drank Choco Loco out of coconut shells. I think some gringo asked for House Music to be played, and that caused the chicas to start taking turns dancing and grinding their ass on my lap.
I was plastered at this point and with serious whisky dick but I was whorney too. I took one of the chicas who had nice wide hips back to my apartment, after stopping to buy viagra at a pharmacy. They sell viagra like candy in this city. The pretty pharmacists offered me a multivitamin for sexual potency. I refused her kind offer, hahaha.
Back at the apartment I shared a beer with the chica while I washed down 50 MG of viagra. Within 15 minutes I was hard as a rock and we were drunk fucking. I never paid her nor did she ask for any money when we were done which was actually a nice change. I guess the day out was payment enough for her.
[B]The Casino[/B]
By the time we got back to the table we were drinking at only one chica and my tout were left. I paid the bill for the round of drinks and then told the tout I wanted to show him how I make money. "Que? He asked as I put my arm around his shoulders and went into drunk storytelling mode. We hit up Casino Rio where the tout learned all about blackjack. By the time we were done I showed him how to cash the 500 k in chips I'd won. "Para tu," I told him, as I insisted he keep the money. The look of wonder on his stupid face as we left the casino haunts me to this day. I wonder if I turned him into a degenerate gambler? That would be a shame.
[B]The Venezuelana[/B]
I woke up at like 5 am with a hang over. I dug around the fridge in the dark and made me a ham and cheese sandwich while I slurrped on some hair of the dog. The messages on my phone were a mix of offers and angry jealous messages from various chicas. My tout too thanked me profusely. I remembered then that I walked him to his bus. Nice touch.
Then I noticed a new number but a familiar face. It was this crazy Venezuelan I had met on my last trip. She was great in the sack. I messaged her back and told her to get her ass to my place ASAP. She had just finished partying so that didn't happen until noon. This chica is a lot of fun and authentic and zero bullshit. Other than the fact that she doesn't eat any of the food we ever order unless it's dinner. Breakfast? She'll have a quarter of it and the rest take out. Lunch? Don't bother. The only other issue is she's a partier and I'm in bed by max, 3 AM. I have no interest in going to Space or Elektra with her.
On our second day together I took her to Punta Arena. It was a relaxing day. I didn't get drunk. Instead I played catch with a couple of dogs there. Went jet-skiing. Then took her back to my place for a quick bang. She mentioned wanting me to meet me at 3 am at Elektra. I was so tired I just agreed knowing I wouldn't.
[B]Clocktower Plaza Friday Night[/B]
By the time I got up it was midnight. I got something to eat, showered and hit the old city. I must have arrived at 1 am at the clocktower plaza and it was a sea of chicas. I haven't seen it this busy before in my previous trips. I hung around until about 2 am when the crowd started thinning out. There was one mona (tall blonde) with a fine, and I mean fine, ass. I followed her and she walked past La Dulce Vita about to enter Space. I called out to her and offered to buy her a drink in LDV. Instant deep throat kissing. Total GFE.
We had 2 beers and went back to my place where she immediately agreed to bareback with little discussion. I was like whhhhaaat? But fuck it. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. She left that night after the deed but in the morning enthusiastically came back for lunch and more fucking. Then she decided to take a long ass nap and that was a turn off. When she woke up I banged her again and paid her 300 k. I felt a little bad for her. She was a typical Venezuelan who was in Cartagena trying to get money for food. She chatted with her kids on whatsapp video with my phone and wifi. Didn't feel right to just give her 200 k.
[B]Summary[/B]
Cartagena is rocking right now. Anyone with a dick, a few hundred bucks, and the time to learn some Spanish and use it should be fine. Semana Santa is quickly approaching end of March. After that I expect the city to die down until about August. I'll probably head back in September.
There's supposed to be a new place in front of Elektra with chicas but when I went in on Friday it looked like a regular club to be. Might be worth exploring.[/QUOTE]Great post. Makes me wonder why I go anyplace else. Maybe so I can appreciate Cartagena more?
