Homicidal hookers and Trolls of Angeles

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The flight to Manila out of Japan was uneventful with the usual service from China Airlines. The crush of passengers as they all rushed to get through immigration and then the bags was no surprise as many are in a hurry to get nowhere quick.

 

We all still had to wait for our bags which usually take forever because the handlers take their time rooting through unsecured luggage. A friend lost a brand new $300 cell phone the last time he went through and of course I gave him shit for leaving it in his check-in bags.

 

We had a ride waiting for us from a private driver I met on my last trip and it was off at top speed in hopes of making it to the bar district before it got too late. The drive through Manila in the evening is a bit of a treat as you get to see the painted ladies heading off to their various venues of employment and the neon lights coming on for the various establishments illuminating the way to sin city as if heralding our arrival.

 

It takes anywhere from 2-3 hours based on traffic which is usually pretty horrendous. The road is much better than in years past but still has room for improvement and the drivers here would do well to take lessons from the Germans on driving etiquette.

 

Once in Angeles we stayed at the Mimosa Estates on the Clark Special Economic Zone. The houses are pretty nice with several versions to choose from. The price for the long stay was about 50 USD a night.

 

Our first stop was at the Margarita Station and a chance at one of their Super-Grande sized Margarita?s. I know its classed as a foo-foo ladies drink but fuck it?I really was not in the mood for beer, I needed the sugar rush and these things will kick you in the balls if you are unprepared. About an hour after consuming the monster I was feeling the shit-eating grin come on as I began to get my buzz. We hung out here for an hour more or so and I wrote my login name on the wooden margarita glass they give you to sign when you order one of these monster drinks.

 

After dinner we took just a few seconds to walk to the main bar district. First stop was the Alaska. I am not sure but I think this place has been renamed more than a few times over the years but it was as cool as the name implied and it a line up of girls that would keep me cool as many looked young and not very attractive. Perhaps all the good ones were already hired.

 

We hit up a few more places like the Bunny Ranch and Brown Sugar but these two names stood out as having a huge selection of girls and quality ones to boot. No one pulled any talent as we had a plan to play a game where we order a few to come to our room via our private driver. He knows our tastes and has no problem picking out a pretty good batch of girls.

 

He brings them by our ?houses? later whereupon we pick the least attractive one and send her back with the money. The rest then get to choose who they want to be with for the night. In most cases it works out well and I ended up with a well built gal who seemed to have quite a bit of energy. I figured I was in for a night of fun but was soon proved wrong.

 

We got to grinding, licking, and sucking to help get her naturally lubricated for the impending penetration. After a few minutes this girl had the sheets wet and it was time to dive in whereupon she immediately starting bitching ?you are too big!!! It hurts? WTF??? ?Are you fricking kidding me? ?I could bang a hotdog around on the inside of you and only touch one side at a time?

 

She kept up her ruse for about ten minutes longer, writhing in artificial pain and whining like a Japanese porn star so I just said fuck it and called it a night. Go figure though; she wants to cuddle all night and whisper how much she likes me. I was stressed out, horny as hell but by 7am I had a cab come by to get her ass outta my house with the rest of her friends whom half seemed to pull similar stunts with the other guys. Needless to say their was no tip in store for this girl other than the comment to try this line of crap on a newbie not an old hand.

 

Night number 2 we had a party at my place to start the evening with some mixed drinks and red horse beer. I had already called a friend of mine to stop by for some Olympic style fucking but then walked in a beautiful babe from Samar. Nice hot body in a 5?2? package. She was hands off for the moment as she was brought in by a friend but within minutes it became obvious she really did not want anything to do with him and after speaking a little of the local language to her she decided I was more her speed.

 

The guys had not quite figured it out yet and would crowd her in hopes of being the one to score on this little dynamo. She tried voicing that she was not interested and would hurry to my side in hopes that the wolves would back off. Well the bummer was I had a hot date coming in a few minutes and I would have to postpone my rendezvous? with this one until another time. I sent her on her way but not before trading cell numbers.

 

10 minutes later my ?date? showed and proved once again why she was my favorite piece of ass in the Philippines. She only fesses up two holes but the things that she can do with those two holes in phenomenal. If she was not quite so mercenary I could seriously contemplate having a more serious relationship with her.

 

Night 3 was another stay in night. I had a gal whom I met a few months prior and was looking forward to hooking up with again. I gave her a call to change clothes and jump in when the driver came to get her. We had another warm up party and about closing time she showed up.

 

Thank god most of the guys were gone as this girl had turned from HOT to NOT overnight. I was shocked at how quickly this once amazingly cute, tight bodied fun loving hottie had metamorphosed into an overweight, frizzy haired wretch. Damn and it was already late. My driver was still around so it was off with the wood troll back to the wilds of Fields Ave. I made it a point to never ever make that mistake again.

 

I was hurting again by night 4 and knew that I would need some quality tail and quickly. My buddy knew of a gal we nicknamed ?asslicker? that he would have waiting for upon my return from work. He gave her high marks and so I knew I was in for a treat.

 

As soon as I showed up, this girl wasted no time in making clear that she wanted in the bedroom yesterday. Within minutes my clothes were off and she was giving me one of the most awesome BBBJ in my life. She lived up to her nick as her tongue was everywhere at once. That in conjunction with some very dexterous fingers and I blew my wad in under five minutes.

 

This chic had some serious skills. It was a few more rounds of three holes golf and then we were both exhausted. We got to talking as I realized this gal was someone I might to stay friends with.

 

After an hour I realized that she was either hugely full of shit or one of the most psychopathic women I have ever met. She began to go into great detail about killing a Bakla (Philippine version of lady boy) at a very young age after the individual had done some rather mean things to her.

 

If it was not for some of the specific detail I would have chalked it up to fantasy but she was describing things in a detail that I would not expect. Then she went on about similar incidents and I made a mental note to never piss her off and be sure to tip her well in the morning.

 

Strangely enough after the chat she curled up like a kitten in my arms and I actually had a pretty good sleep. I did notice she twitched alot as she began to dream and mumbled as if she was in a fight. This girl truly had some inner demons.

 

The next day she was all smiles as she began to smoke me towards another fantastic orgasm. I gave her 2000P for taxi fare and we made it a point to see her again before I left and traded cell numbers?what was I thinking?

 

More to come?