DAY 23: Angeles / Poon with Jessica from "Party One" bar on Santos Street
My last full day in Angeles. The best bang for the buck is definitely to be had along Raymond and Santos, collectively known as "blow row."
Amazingly, this dozen or so self-styled wine bars not only have much lower barfines, they also have some of the juiciest nubiles aged 18 to 20. Makes you wonder why. My impression is that some blow-row girls arrived fresh from the province and couldn't yet land a job with a mainstream bar. Others may have a perceived flaw, like very small boobs or a prominent surgery scar.
Today I check out 3 bars on the W side of Santos. Lots of cheery banter, but don't come across anyone congenial enough. After Rosanne, my standards are high. I'm quite decisive brushing off unsuitable girls, and even a little intoxicated by my power to do so.
In one bar, I'm joined by Nicole who has a pretty face, but packs just too much extra. "I need a slim girl," I tell mamasan, and Nicole instantly backs off. But the next girl doesn't like to "boom-boom" and wants me to go just for a BBBJ.
"No way, darling," I say. "I'm a full-service guy."
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I enter a red-painted bar across the street, in a somewhat dingy building with only 1 floor. Most of my life I've been in situations where it was up to men to approach women and court them, but of course not here. I'm immediately approached, with a big smile, by a willowy, dark-skinned girl named Jessica who tries hard to win me over.
Jessica wears a colorful dress, comes from Leyte, and has worked here for 3 months. Without much delay I pay mamasan P750 for short time.
Mamasan opens the lid of a box containing 100s of Filipino-style condoms—which, I'm told, were provided for free by the "hygiene" department. She hands Jessica 3 condoms. They'd strangle my erection for sure, but will be useful to wrap the vibrator.
Jessica's bar lacks private rooms for cavorting, so I take her by trike back to my hotel. As soon as we get to my room, Jessica announces breezily, "I have to poo-poo first."
This probably isn't a subtle invite to scat play.
So I say, "Go right ahead."
Jessica takes a longish solo shower. I shower too, then join Jessica on the bed. Statuesque body, perky titties, 2 small tattoos. She's a cute girl, but I don't feel much connection between us, and no great buzz of excitement at the prospect of banging her. Getting jaded by too much of a good thing lately?
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Using my proven foreplay method, I let her squeeze Junior hard while I rub her kitty and lightly digit her.
She delivers a delightful BBBJ. I instruct her not to go very deep. Just lean back and watch her licking and sucking my glans for a few minutes.
Launch into a bit of DATY. He pussy is trimmed but slightly scratchy, and her juices taste vaguely sour.
Activate my trusty vibrator. "Don't put it inside," she requests. Want to squirt lube on her, but she objects. "Makes me itchy," she says.
I put a drop of lube inside the condom before rolling it on. Her kitty is naturally moist, but not quite moist enough to make penetration easy. It takes a few sorties, applying a bit more force than usual, before I clear the way. She gives no sign of feeling pain.
Bonk away in mish, ejaculate a few drops and replace the condom. She's fussy about sweat dripping on her and reaches for the towel.
Switch to doggie. Tempting pooper, but off-limits. In lazy doggie, lift her bum towards me with a pillow underneath her stomach. Notice traces of blood on the pillow case and can't help wondering: possibly a vaginal tear as a result of my unlubed entry—or just another Filipina who didn't tell me about her period?
Don't say anything about the blood. More lazy doggie, then invite her to hop on for ACG. She squats up but right away complains about spasms in her legs. Regular CG is rather lame too, so back to mish.
Jessica isn't a kisser. She doesn't strike me as an overly sexual person, and Junior's interest is rapidly waning.
I sustain rigidity with the help of fantasies and launch a rapid-fire pounding in mish. She endures it silently: not the single sound signaling arousal. I reach a somewhat blah-feeling climax.
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Just after I've popped, Jessica says something that gives me pause: "Congratulations, sir!"
I let her shower first. When I come out of the shower, she's already fully dressed. Ask her to stretch out on the bed with me for a few min. We get a bit of conversation going. She politely answers my questions.
Dropped out of 2nd yr highschool. Pregnant at 17. Shows me a photo of her daughter on her smart phone.
Jessica says in Leyte she made P100-150 a day in a store. She heard from a friend that, in Angeles, she could make more than P500 a day. Some days she has no customer, other days two. She doesn't like "boom-boom" more than once a day.
There're many fat customers, she says, but they're usually content with just a BJ. She has never forgotten her first customer, a Danish guy who left her a US$100 bill as a tip (over P5000).
"At first I didn't know that was so much money," she says. "When I changed it, and realized how much it was, I was so happy. I sent the money to my family right away."
I compliment her on her main strength during sex: patience.
"Yes," she says, "I'm very patient with men."
I'm thinking of giving her a P300 tip, but the smallest bill in my wallet is P500. She's of course delighted by my generosity.
"So you liked my service, sir?" she asks.
"I think you're a very sweet person," I say.
She lets me take a few photos of her in her colorful dress, then we get a trike. I ride along about halfway back to her bar and jump off near my laundry.
Give her a peck on the lips and wish her well.
Cost: P750 barfine + P500 tip = P1250 (Can$30)
Enjoyment rating: MODERATE
