Balibago - north of Manila

[fred9355]

hi, iam flying to clark international airport on tiger airway. this is my first time using clark international. can anyone tell me if i am pr in philippines can i pay ecc over there when i depart or i need to go to manila to get the ecc (the green card).

[phenom]

I have not written an actual FR on Balibago since my "Final Frontiers" piece on my Starr lover in December. Since then I had been back to the sextown on the 5th, 6th, 7th, 12th, 13th, 18th & 19th weekends of this year; over 3 extended trips to the Philippines.
During all those times, I had been with Starr almost exclusively. Yes, though I seldom go back for seconds, my lust for my stellar lover was so insatiable that I kept on getting back to her practically on every visit since I first had her way back in the relative eternity of October'03.

By now she had stuck onto me like superglue; following me to Manila throughout my working weekdays; in-between my weekend R&Rs in Balibago. Instead of sending me off on a Monday morning to the capital, on my last 3 trips this year, she would pack her bag and go off with me, returning together on Friday afternoon to Balibago.
Actually after that first time in early February, she had complained of being bored as I left her in the hotel for the whole day everyday while I was out for meetings. But despite declaring with certain emphatic finality that she would not accompany me again to Manila, she had dutifully done so repeatedly of her own accord during my March and April trips.

We had gotten very close; almost like real-life lovers but the beauty of it all is that once I left the Philippines, we would not communicate at all except for the rare occasional “miss you” SMS. We would resume our dovy-eyed relationship only upon my setting foot in Angeles City. I am having my cake and eating it too...ie a part time lover without being encumbered by matters of the heart).
I won’t be going into any of our numerous carnal romps as I have already described my previous ones in great details but suffice to say that our love-making remained as satisfying and adventurous as before…and then some.
However, as enamoured as I was with Starr, I did still, when the opportunities arise, ventured into other pastures. It was not easy since Starr had been getting ever more bossy over my movements. Even my barhopping at night while she was sleeping had been curtailed from the previous unlimited duration to just an hour or two each time.

Ah well, that is a price to pay for having progressed (or degenerated?) from commercial barfining (only 2 times out of the total of 39 nights we spent together) to the current personal stage of our “relationship”. The fact that she was able to spend so much time with me these days is she had not been “working” since the end of last year as she is being financially supported by allowance from her foreign “boyfriend”.
These days, she just turned up at the bar as door girl and/or assistant mamasan whenever she felt bored over extended periods when she was bereft of a visit from either me or her “boyfriend”. So another reason for me not posting any more FR on her – besides the aforesaid obvious repetitiveness nature - is she is no longer in general circulation as a WL.

Though I am not paying for her “services”, my spendings when with her; on restaurants, watering holes, and her indulgences like clothes, beauty salons, and other life’s little luxuries amounted to more than double what I would have expended on the fallen angels of Balibago. But then again, what I have gotten back from her in enjoyment of both my big and little heads is priceless.
I will be seeing her again in the middle of next month and also end of July and……
It seems that I am still not tired of too much of a good thing….yet!

As I’ve said, there won’t be anymore of Starr FRs from me in future except for snippets of the non X-rated kind. Subsequent raunchy reports will be of other bargirls as and when I have the chance or inclination to up them. In closing, let me recount briefly my 4 sexperiences outside of Starr in the last few months.

In one of my nighttime barhopping prowls, as Starr laid asleep in our room, I had came across a melons in Apollo bar of “blowjob row”. For the price of a ladies’ drink, she (name forgotten) had given me a sample bj under the table to my flaccid member which after a gloriously debilitating session with Starr was in no condition to rise to the occasion. On the following Sunday noon, while killing time awaiting my evening flight, I chanced upon that melons on the street. Remembering her appreciable sucking skill, my little brother, stirred uncomfortably in my pants and I made an impromptu arrangement to meet her at her workplace in half an hour.

For 500 pesos, she sucked, licked, laved and lapped at my nether regions for the good part of half an hour; culminating in my spurting a moderately sizeable torrent of gooey load into her wanton mouth. Unlike some of the other bars in Santos St, Apollo did not have a ST room. Ordinarily, customers at this joint would have to bring back the chix to their hotel for a tryst. But as I had already checked out (even if I had not, I wouldn’t bring her back as word would definitely get to Starr about my extraneous sextivities), I insisted on getting my sextifaction in the premises. The mamasan was accommodating and gave me the temporary use of her living quarters which turned out to be quite a dump. Still that did not detract me from enjoying the fruits of the melonic whore’s oral labor.

In February, in the midst of my extra long 2-week stay that spilled into the Lunar New Year, I was able to barfine overnight on 2 separate occasions when Starr had to go away to the province. The first was when being elated in having a whole evening off, I had intended to spend it in an all-night barhopping binge which I haven’t done in a long time. Over a dozen stops later, at around midnight, I chanced upon a melonic (what else would catch my attention?) doorgirl outside Gecko in Fields Ave. She was trying to do her job in persuading me to patronise her joint but I was transfixed at the sight of her massive over-spilling assets. She seemed friendly enough, and after chatting her up for a few minutes, decided to go in with her in tow.

Bought her a Ladies’ Drink and sized her up both physically and personality-wise (didn’t want to end up with a piece of wood). Of course her cantaloupes passed my muster and over the next 15 minutes or so of inane conversation, I deemed her alright for a one-nighter. Paid her barfine and off we went for some bedtime activities. Twenty-ish Terisita hails from the Visayas in southern Philippines. She was a easy-going person who acceded to my carnal and mammary desires without question. She licked, blew and then humped me to ecstatic oblivion into the wee hours of the morning. Totally spent by the very physical assertions, we slept till almost noon. I then sent her on her way. A reasonably shiok diversion but other than the melons, could not measure up to Starr (naturally).

On the other night of my “furlough” (my last day of that February trip), I had started my barhopping activities quite early; in the mid-afternoon in fact. For a change, I went to the Perimeter Rd stretch of bars that opens as early as 10am; and closes early too….10pm to latest midnight (as opposed to the afternoon opening and up to 5am closing of the main drag of Fields Ave).
My mind was set on an overnight barfine, but my initial aim of acquiring a sleeping partner only towards shortly after dusk were scuttled when after the third joint, I came face-to-face with a monstrous pair of milky, bouncy, heaving racks.

Not since Maggi of Champagne bar exactly a year ago had I laid my paws across another of Balibago’s fallen angel’s boobies which are as bewitchingly and deliciously of such gargantuan proportions. The moment I saw her shyly attempting unsuccessfully to conceal her overflowing mammary mass with her folded arms, I knew I just had to have her as my pillow for the night. Her name is something like Conchilita but I for the life of me could not recall with absolute certainty; being so besotted with her mighty chesty treasures that I had forgotten to note it down mentally.
To hell with boozing the night away. It was hardly late afternoon but that bar will be the last I would drink in for that trip.

I made myself as comfortable as I possible can in the high barstool by the dance platform. After she had finished her dance number, the mamasan noticing my unbridled gaze at her twin thermonuclear flesh bombs, inquired whether I would like her to accompany me at my drink. She must be kidding. My answer was of course an absolute affirmative, no two ways about it. All the Kings’ horses and all the Presidents’ locomotives could not tear me away from her bountiful assets.

Armed with the matronly lady’s good-intentioned caution that the young girl (only 18) would need some amount of persuasion for taking her away as she hardly accepts offers of barfines, I psyched myself to sweet talk to my cantalouped target. She was also from the Visayas (most of the bargirls are anyway) and had came over to Angeles to work in the bar only 2 weeks previously; after breaking up with her hometown boyfriend.

My efforts paid off after more than half an hour of patient persuasion and assurance of my good character. She was initially reluctant, having had a bad experience, as her previous one and only barfine with a demanding customer had ended disastrously.
Sometimes, having to go out of the way to please and cajole a shy young girl, though mentally exhausting, is a welcomed occasional escapism from the exemplary professional services as dished out by seasoned ladies-of-the-night. In the event, I was able to elicit a perfunctory one-minute blowjob from her dainty inexperienced mouth. The gingerly intercourse that followed is almost like the deflowering of a demure virgin but all these plus her magically soft creamy super-abundant bosom surely did make my day in the culmination of a gentle yet powerful summary ejaculation of my libido.

coming next: a super-duper blowjob in a Perimeter Road bar……………

[phenom]

16-05-2005 11:52 AM superbe writings!!!!!

To the samster who upped my rep on my most recent Balibago FR with the abovequoted comments:
Though I am nonchalant about this points system (I write for my own pleasure and if anyone else also enjoy my musings, I'm the happier for it), I thank you anyway.
Please let me know your nick so that I can return in kind.

[phenom]

..............continuation

A super-duper bj

After March’s eight solid days and nights with my delectable Starr during which I managed to close a sizeable deal (who says we can’t mix business with pleasure eh?), I had planned to return only at least another 2 to 3 months later.
But when fellow samster Martini-Fan PMed that he will be flying direct to Angeles City for the mid-April weekend on his maiden trip there, I was already contemplating to re-adjust my regional travelling schedule to squeeze in another sojourn to my celestial paradise. He’s an old buddy and being a first-timer to sextown, he will welcome my guiding light, right?

Yeah, yeah, its just an excuse for yet another stellar rendezvous. But I never go away solely for pleasures of the flesh. My missile has to have multiple targets. One stone two birds, or one arrow two condors; that’s my credo. Accordingly, I contacted my other potential customers for meetings and finally at the eleventh hour, I had enough appointments lined up to justify a business trip so soon after the last one barely three weeks ago.
At 5pm on Friday, I instructed my secretary to book for the next morning’s flight, got my courier-ed airtickets at 9pm and was off to the airport before daybreak. I had called Starr right after my flight was confirmed, told her to check into my usual room and wait for my arrival in the mid-afternoon. Upon touchdown, I SMSed Martini that I would hook up with him for barhopping circa 7pm; after a few hours of re(coital)union with Starr…..kekeke!!!

After obtaining a “temporary leave of absence permit” for the night from my “weekend wife”, I was off to meet Martini at his hotel lobby. He had his sextisfaction many times over before my arrival and as I just had my funtastical one (as usual) with Starr a short while ago, we embarked on the inebriation road with abandon. First, we went to the Champagne as I was hopping to catch another glimpse of Monstrous Melons Maggi whom I had ShortTimed a tad over a year ago. My, how I miss those Mount Everests! Though I had seen and talked to her a couple of times after I did her, she was ever so busy that I never had a chance to savour those silicon-enhanced boulders again. And, as it turned out, according to the mamasan, she had recently married and went away with a German. Sad (?? hahaha) as I was, it was time to let her go out of my conscious mind and move on to other mammary mountains.

More bars and beers later, we ended up in Wild Wild West, a relatively new setup off Fields Avenue. Its the favourite haunt of an institution of Balibago; the rose lady named Myra. She had been a fixed feature of the bar scene since she was a precocious skinny kid selling chewing gum on the streets three decades ago. Now a matronly 35 year old mother, she peddles stalks and bouquets of the thorny flower to LBFM-besotted alcohol-emboldened hot-blooded predators. We spent quite a long while there, downing bottles of San Miguel and bantering with my old friend Myra. Good ice cold beer, good eye candies and a good crowd, we left maybe almost 2 hours later to resume our barhopping well into the night.

Luckily, I encountered no nagging hangover the next morning. I messaged Martini to check out and meet me at 10. Then I went to shop for my usual breakfast of pandesal (delicious local bread nuggets) and a slab of freshly roasted piglet from my favourite stalls. I had arranged for Starr to go home for her house chores from late morning till the evening so that I could have the many hours free. After devouring the bread and meat in my room, Martini and I set off for Perimeter Rd to booze yet again till its time for my companion to catch his afternoon flight home from the airport a few km away.

We started with the Touch of Class in which I had witnessed another samster Mongerx snugly at the receiving end of a sample blowjob under the table 2½ months ago. The chix in this stretch of less glamourous bars are actually on the whole more spontaneous and less inhibited than their counterparts in the glitzier Fields area and the TofC is no exception. The dancers were having a whale of a time teasing each other and the customers as they went about their uncoordinated hither skitter routine. Most of them were just barely passable in looks but their non-faux demeanor are a delight for those thrill-seekers after some light-hearted forgettable fun.

We then moved on to more of the similar scene at some other bars in the vicinity and eventually ended up in Club Rio, a few steps off the main road. This was where the debauchery began!
Knowing that Martini is a sucker for a good blow in the openness of a seedy bar and to let him go home with some unforgettable encounter I steered him to that slightly up-market version of the dumps in “blowjob row”.
We ordered our cervezas and sat back on what passed as a sofa to survey the limited expense of the somewhat dankly interior.

A couple of gals were all over the fat bodies of the 2 other customers at the bar counter, smooching and fondling them as if they were hunks. Some other chix were near the back, chatting away. Soon, one of them came over to Martini and snuggled up to him. Later, upon her beckoning, another came to me and began petting. But I was not enamoured as to me she just across the thin border from being considered as ugly and she’s somewhat plumpish too. Her saving grace was she was really sluttish. I reckoned that maybe after a few litres of fermented malt I might just possibly succumb to her overtures. However, Martini was obviously on his journey to his 7th heaven. His girl was a tad better looking and slimmer but lacked the bitchy allure of her more promiscuous mate.

Soon, somehow or other, Martini dumped his earlier objective and gathered my chix into his arms. I sat back to partake in the free spectacle of the whore honey-ing onto my drinking companion. She claimed to be a very accomplished blowjob artist whereupon she was challenged to bestow a live demonstration on the very willing Martini.

Contrary to what I had determined earlier, watching her bewitching eyes with their fluttering lashes and her wicked tongue flitting wantonly across her sultry partially opened lips, I was beginning to feel a little aroused. I got harder as she reached into Martini’s pants and planted her mouth onto his slowly awakening tool. Her tongue and lips then worked their magic over his soon-engorged truncheon. The tongue was everywhere along his thickened and elongated prick; lapping and laving it with her gooey saliva. More sexciting was when her lips finally clamped onto his angry mushroom head and dived into the root of his stiffened phallic column. Her sunken cheeks displayed the evidence of her enormous suction power as she pumped her head at differing speeds onto his groin.

In no time the good man could not take it anymore and off they went upstairs to the privacy of the single room there.
So I was left alone with a semi hardon, sipping what was left of my beer. Two gals; one of whom was Martini’s earlier one, came over to molest me. My drink was getting warm, so I downed what was left and ordered a fresh ice-cold one. The two chix tried to persuade me to ST them but I wasn’t particularly interested. So they proceeded to give me free fellatio samples even without a Ladies’ Drink. A few minutes of oral stimulation by one and then the other failed to meet with my stamp of approval; so they left. Very soon, less than a quarter-hour later, Martini rejoined me; with a big grin on his face. I can tell that he was thoroughly sextisfied.

I couldn’t recall the exact details of what followed but the gal after servicing Martini, worked her considerable sensual charms on me. As I’ve mentioned, though she ain’t no looker, I was nevertheless hooked; line and sinker. After she had performed her sample on my by-then-hard dick, there was no escape even if I had been the disciple of Houdini. That few minutes of teasingly near-orgasmic sucking by her amazingly skilled mouth had poor me bamboozled.
In a stupor (not from the alcohol), I followed her upstairs to the promised land of sexual nirvana.

But….the room was occupied!
It transpired that one of the bar counter slobs had also succumbed to his sample-giver and had gone up just minutes before me. Rhea (that’s her handle) made me sit on the sofa outside the room and said she will blow me while waiting for them to finish.

Wow! That was great! She knelt before me, unbuckled my belt, unzipped my jeans, reached into my underwear and brought out my primed and loaded missile. My oh my, this hungry bitch ought to be awarded a Phd in suckology! For almost twenty minutes till the occupant inside the room was done with his business, Rhea blew, sucked, licked and nibbled at my family jewels with just the right pressure and tempo. Many a times she brought me to the edge of orgasm but never allowed my tortured libido to actual cross the precipice. She was really gentle even with her gnawing teeth over veined shaft. Her face became pretty in my hazy eyes. Her body bulk which had sort of put me off at first sight seemed immaterial in the new light of my enlightenment. All that mattered then was the supreme pleasure that had built up to almost critical mass in the nuclear furnace that was my balls and stovepipe.

Eventually, after an eternity, the door opened. I hurriedly disengaged from Rhea and made our way to the couch in the centre of the bare room. We quickly got rid of all our clothings. She wiped the PVC encased furniture clean with tissue and I laid down for her to continue where we had left off. We were in for another 20+ minutes during which I was serviced further by her wonderfully talented mouth. When she sensed that I would not be able to hold back much longer, she capped and then rode me gingerly for a few minutes. Finally, she got off, removed the prophylactic and blew me again till I cummed into her famished mouth!

[mongerx]

Haha it is a small world indeed. Rhea is one of my little dirty AC secrets. Truth is she is ugly two times over, but she gives one of the best damn blowjobs I have ever had the pleasure of receiving. My actual routine was to take Rhea and a very young and cute cherry girl named Anelyn for double blow jobs. However, I don't have the staying power you do, I would last about 20 minutes until dropping a load in Rhea's heavenly mouth while having the cherry girl straddle my face. Sadly my dynamic duo is broken up as the little cherry girl has an expat boy friend and is out of the bar.

Phenom I have a very very hot tip for you my friend. You must take a walk down Santos street all the way until the last bar "Flaming Cafe." But go there during the daytime. Stop in to have a beer and makes sure you meet the daytime cashier there. You will have found the blue ribbon melons at the AC county fair my friend; I am talking HUUUUUUUUUUGE and Supernaturally Firm. However, under no circumstances should you mention that you know me. A friend of mine did this and she didn't go with him. You will want to go with this one. I am sure you will be thanking me later.

BTW I will be in AC June 10-17 let me know if you are going to be around then. Would love to do some perimeter road barhopping together.

[sassina2]

Originally Posted by mongerx

BTW I will be in AC June 10-17 let me know if you are going to be around then. Would love to do some perimeter road barhopping together.

Phenom,

I will be there for 2 nights from the 10th and leaving on the 12th without a plan to sleep more than 3 hrs per night so if your sales targets are needing a vroom, get there on those dates too!

Craz.

[phenom]

Yep, you guys told me about your dates sometime back. I'll be there in mid-June again; that's for sure. At the moment I'm trying to fix it so that I'll be in AC on the nights of 11th & 12th and then again on the 17th & 18th. My alternative dates are the nights of 18th & 19th and then 24th & 25th. I am aiming for the former of course so that we can paint the place a deep crimson together.
But if I couldn't coincide with you, then May the Fun be with you!
Martini-Fan will be landing in Clark on the 17th.

MX: Thanks in advance - not later - for the monster melons tips. I'll try my very best to drown myself in all those milk (already hard now picturing it).....hopefully I can find the opportunity to sneak away from the now very watchful eyes of my heavenly Starr. (She's getting more and more possesive and suspicious of my extraneous sextivities now.)
As for staying power, no I am not that great. I lasted that long because I was already sucked dry after a week together with Starr. Otherwise I would have shot my load even before that guy inside the room finished his business.

[Martini-Fan]

Originally Posted by mongerx

BTW I will be in AC June 10-17 let me know if you are going to be around then. Would love to do some perimeter road barhopping together.

Hehe, Phenom, well done the report.

Will be there from tomorrow 20th to 23rd May,
and 17th-19th of June.

Too late, got addicted to that place......

MongerX, you leave on 17th June? Why on a Friday?
Stay till Sunday.
Too bad.

Cheers!

[phenom]

I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.

Mx and Sassina; see you guys on 13/6
Martini; see you on 17/6

[sassina2]

Originally Posted by phenom

I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.

Mx and Sassina; see you guys on 13/6
Martini; see you on 17/6

Phenom, confirm we bar-hop on the 11th starting with the perimeter bars!

I leave on the 12th so its a short visit! I can sleep if they have massage joints somewhere or I have to find a good masseuse from somewhere!

[Martini-Fan]

Originally Posted by phenom

I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.
Martini; see you on 17/6

Well done, dear.
So we'll get some relaxing time, hehe.

Cheers!

[BkkPattaya]

Anone going to be at AC/Bilbago within the period of 1st to 9th June? 3 of us making our first trip there, so would be great if any lau jiao there can show us the ropes. Read thru all the postings, macham damned happening but still safer if got guide/fellow cheongsters.

[fish76]

[QUOTE=phenom]I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.


Bro, check your pm.

Anyways, if case Bro Phenom's busy, any other guys will b there btw 12/6? My ticket on Tiger Air says 12/6 and departing Clark on 19/6. I am open to options, as in go travelling to Banue to see the rice terraces or getting sloosh till I fly home.

Any bros that dun mind additional company, pls pm me. Cheers and beers on me when we land. Haha.

[phenom]

[QUOTE=fish76]

Originally Posted by phenom

I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.


Bro, check your pm.

Anyways, if case Bro Phenom's busy, any other guys will b there btw 12/6? My ticket on Tiger Air says 12/6 and departing Clark on 19/6. I am open to options, as in go travelling to Banue to see the rice terraces or getting sloosh till I fly home.

Any bros that dun mind additional company, pls pm me. Cheers and beers on me when we land. Haha.

Haha; seems the City of Fallen Angels sure is getting hot among samsters after my inceassant "advertising" of the past three years.

Sassina and Mongerx will be touching down tomorrow and Martini will be repeating the pilgrimage of his newfound playground next weekend.
I just got home from Indo and my flight to Manila is booked for this Sat. but if I can pull it off, I would like to advance my trip to tomorrow.....keeping my fingers crossed.
With my amazing Starr as company, and hooking up briefly with the abovementioned kakis, I will really be pressed for time to meet up with any other third party. However, so as not to be obnoxious, I'll pm you my Ph hp no. and you can try to contact me once you get there. I'll then see If I can take leave of absence from my Starr

p.s. if you up your offer of cheers and beers to melons, I die die will see you. If not, then maybe or maybe not. hahahaha!!!

[jgw]

Any guys going to Balibago from 6 July to 10 July? This will be my first time there . Taking Tiger Airways. .. . hope there will be some bros going there the same period. Thks