Miami-Dave's Cuba Trip
This is my report on my nine day trip to Cuba. This is my first trip there, and is also my first trip report. I might have put in too many details. If anyone has any questions or suggestions, feel free to post them. You can E-mail Me at dave@weirdness.com
Day One
I left Saturday morning for my flight out of Miami to Cancun. I was excited
and also worried (my first trip to Cuba). I live near Fort Lauderdale, but there
were no flights to Cancun from Fort Lauderdale. So I arrive at the Airport only to
find out that my flight is delayed because of bad weather. It landed in Fort Lauderdale!
Well, the plane finally did manage to get me to Cancun 3 hours later then scheduled
(This wouldn't be the only time on this trip). I used my Birth Certificate to enter
Cancun both ways, and was ready for Cuba. I was doing good so far, got through the
immigration with no stamp, and now to baggage claim. On the way there, I had to wait
on line to get searched. I don't know what they were looking for, but they ran a
metal detector up and down me. Anyway, I managed to get to the Riviera hotel, and
finally the day of traveling caught up with me. I traveled only 300 miles from home,
but it took longer then going to Europe.
Now that I was here, I went back down to the lobby of the Hotel to look for
Jeffe John who I was supposed to meet at 10:00. Since I arrived later then was planned,
I guess I missed him. So I continue walking outside the hotel towards the Malecon.
I didn't see anything there, but there were plenty to choose at the park in front
of the hotel. As I walked back, I spotted a nice looking Chica standing by herself.
She said her name was Suzanne. I said hi to her and she started talking to me. She
spoke excellent English. We sat down and talked for a while before I asked her if
she'd like to join me in my room. She came back with me to the hotel, but they wouldn't
allow her inside. She had a friend nearby who would find us a casa for our little
"tryst". His name was Johnson and also spoke English very well. He
drove us to a place that looked a little "run down". The room was just
slightly bigger than the bed, and had a bathroom that barely worked. I said ok to
the room, since it was late, and I was getting tired. So after paying for the room
we were left alone. We asked Johnson to return for us in 3 hours. Before we
started, she was telling me her whole life story. Her brother was in jail and her
family didn't have any money to buy food. I told her that I'd give her some money.
After we did it twice I felt like I couldn't stand up. Maybe I was tired from the
trip, but now I just wanted to be in my hotel bed, alone. Johnson was on time. When
we got back to the Riviera she said she wanted to call me. I told her that I was
moving to a casa. I made the big mistake of telling her the number to Irma's casa.
(You'll see why Later)
Day two
The next day I was checking out of the Riviera.
Johnson was supposed to pick me up at 11:30 A.M., but by 11:45, no Johnson. So I
used a taxi to take me to Irma's. When I got there, she had no room available, but
said that her daughter, Ana had room. Ana's casa was nice, but she didn't speak
English. I tried calling Jeffe John at Susanna's casa, but I just missed him. So
I took a nap. Later, he called me and invited me to dinner with him and Jag. They
picked me up with their driver, Rolando Torres. We went to a palador that was
inside someone's house. The food was ok. The food on this trip ranged from extremely
bad, to good. This place fell somewhere in the middle. Since this was Jags last night,
we gave him the honor of having the first pick. We were driving by the Malecon near
the Riviera when Jag said "stop the car". He jumps out before the
car is completely stopped and we parked the car. John and I start walking toward
the Malecon looking for him, but we couldn't find him. So we get to the matter at
hand. We find two chicas who look like they could use two studs (but they'll have
to settle for us instead!) We take them to the little "restaurant"
across from the Cohiba Hotel, and try to talk with them. I find that mine is named
Grace
and that John was ready to Fuck his right now. After we do the small talk for an
hour (when you don't speak the language, it is very small) we decide to head back
to the casa's. So we get back into the car with Rolando
(and without Jag) and he takes us back to Ana's first. We all go into my room. I
gave John some Viagra (just for experimental purposes). And John and his "date"
leave. I get comfortable with mine (waiting for my Viagra to take effect) and she
just gets naked and she is ready now. She was really ready!
Now about that Viagra?
Well, I'll just say that I wish I had some Pfizer stock. John agrees.
Day Three
John and I decide to go to the beach
today. Rolando takes us to Playa del Este. On the way there, I noticed a truck carrying
people. Rolando says that's how many Cubans get to the beach. I spot these two girls
sitting at the back. One is a blond.
She smiles at me (I think I'm in love). I tell John. Now he thinks that she was smiling
at him but I know better. Anyway, this goes on for awhile (we pass the truck, it
passes us) Every time this happens, I look for MY girl. She looks better each time
I see her. Finally, (the last time this happens) we get near the beach. I see her
again. She smiles and does something with her mouth that really gets my attention.
That's the last time we see her on the truck. John, Rolando, and I proceed to walk
to the beach. I tell John that I will be looking for "my" girl. We all
get settled in our beach
chairs. After a while John and I decide to wander the beach. It was also a good time
to start looking for those girls from the truck. After walking from one end to the
other, we give up. I guess they were going somewhere else? Anyway, we were having
a good time just looking at all the other Chica's there. They have sailboats and
jet ski's that can be rented there. After another hour of just sitting around, John
and I get up for another walk. This time, we spot "our" girls. They seemed
overjoyed to see us as well. I then reminded John that the blond was mine! He seemed
to forget that statement when we jumped into the water towards the girls. Well, it's
his last night so I gave in. Besides, the other girl was nice as well. As it turned
out later, I would be able to decide which one was better!
We took them back with us after inviting them for dinner.
They were very happy to oblige us. The blonde's name was Yeni,
and the Dark haired one was Olga.
We decided to all go back to Johns casa (Susanna's) to change for dinner. First we
went by the girls place (they lived together) to pick up their clothes, then to my
casa. When we arrived at my casa, I walked in to find that Ana was sitting on the
porch with Suzanne (the girl from my first night). She said that she had been waiting
there for me for 4 hours. I asked her why she didn't call me first (I had forgotten
all about her). She said she did but since I wasn't there, she decided to come over
anyway. I was not pleased. I didn't know what to do. There wasn't any way to get
out of this gracefully. I went and got my clothes and came back out and told her
that she should not have come without calling me first to see what my plans were.
I felt very bad that she was in this situation, but what else could I do? Invite
her to come with me with John and the other two girls? She walked out and I never
saw her again.
John and I took the girls to the
Habana Libre to meet up with some more TSMERS at 8:00. When we got there, we met
Bulldog, Skylet, Dieter, and Billy G. We sat and bull shit for a while (Naturally),
and then went to dinner at a palador near Susanna's casa. Then we did a repeat of
last night's performance with the Viagra and all.......
Day Four
John is going home today, and I decided that I'd like to move out of Ana's
casa in favor of Susanna's casa. I have Rolando pick us up (Olga and me) and I check
out of Ana's. Her casa was nice, but there was a neighbor's dog outside who seemed
to favor my window to do all his barking at. When I did get to John's casa, he seemed
fairly worn out. He showed me his room and "the Baton".
He said that Jag gave him this big-ass yellow vibrator when he (Jag) left Cuba, and
was instructed to "pass the baton" when he (John) leaves. So I guess I
was next?
We all have breakfast there and then take him to the airport. We all say our
good-byes, and then back to the casa. Rolando drops off the girls at their place,
and me at the casa. He is instructed to pick up Yeni at 6:00 P.M. I take a
much needed nap for several hours until Rolando gets here with "my delivery"
He doesn't arrive when expected and when he does show up, he explains that Yeni was
late getting dressed. Since it's almost 7 by now, we decide to go to meet the TSMERS
at Habana Libre. This is getting to be a nightly ritual. Tonight, we decide to eat
out together. We go to the first Palador that Rolando took me to. There are eight
of us, and the girl that Bulldog is with, wants to tell her girlfriend where we're
going. So all of us go in two cars to her girlfriend's house while she conveys the
message. After that, we go to the Palador. It's closed! So we all pile back into
the two cars and go to another palador that someone knows, and it's open but has
a long wait till we can all eat. This has been going on for nearly two hours now
(Most of us are pissed and hungry) and we all head back to the Habana Libre hotel
restaurant. It's expensive (by Cuban standards) but the food isn't bad. While we're
eating Yeni gets up to go to the rest room. The waiter clears the table (we didn't
notice him since he'd been absent throughout most of the meal) When Yeni gets back,
she asks where is her food? She gets very mad when she finds out where it went. She
makes a big stink about it, and the manager gives her a plate of ice cream to calm
her down. She loves her Helado! We now go back to the casa for what will be
a very memorable sexual experience. When we get back into the room, she nearly ripped
off my clothes. She didn't want to wait. I did manage to satisfy her "needs"
(so I thought). Then while I was resting (from dinner!) She reaches over and takes
out "the baton"
from the drawer near the bed. I ask her why she needs that? She says "me gusta".
Pict from outside the Capital 
Day Five
I decide to try looking for a new girl tonight. I go to the Ipanema disco with
bulldog. We get there about 11:00 or 12:00 and look around. I didn't see anything
that struck my fancy, so I went home about 2 or so. He had to pick up Petey
at the airport soon anyway so I figured he'd be leaving soon as well.
Day Six
I decided to go to the Copacabana pool today. I have Rolando call the girls
to invite them. Olga can't go. So I take Yeni only. Rolando drops us off at the hotel.
It's a very nice pool. People can use the pool for just a $5.00 charge. Not bad.
We have a nice day, but I manage to get a bad sunburn on my chest (I didn't completely
get covered with the sun block). Anyway, we go back to the casa to change for another
night much like the night before. When we get back to the casa, Yeni wants to jump
me again, but I tell her to be gentle due to the red condition on my chest and stomach.
Day Seven
I drop Yeni off at her house and have Rolando take me sight-seeing (Or whatever
you might want to call it since there are few sights to see!) He shows me Revolution
square
and the Revolution museum
(we don't go inside, $3.00 fee). We go to the Partagas
Cigar
(Closeup)
factory and the Capital
building (Very nice). I see lots of old American cars
here (Neat!)
That night, I meet Petey and Bulldog at the Habana Libre. We have dinner at
the Polynesian restaurant and than we decide to go to Johnny's (The Rio) disco.
We get there a little early. Finally at about midnight the place gets jumping. It
started slow, but the place got packed fast. We could hardly move there. After what
seemed like hours (no luck) we all go to the Ipanema disco. It didn't look any better
there so I left. I was tired and didn't feel horny anymore (Viagra wouldn't have
helped!)
Day Eight
Rolando picks me up at the casa for our day at the pool. We then go to pick
up the girls. On our way to the pool, we start talking about the past day's (and
night's) events. Since I was taking the Viagra (to enhance the evening rituals) I
was beginning to feel like a porn star. I was telling Rolando how Yeni would whisper
into my ear (after our banging session lasted more than 30 minutes) "LECHE?"
After he translated what I said both the girls started laughing uncontrollably.
We were planning on going back to the Copacabana pool, (we would have preferred
the Cohiba
pool but hotel guests only) but we thought we'd go look at the pool at the Comodoro
first. When we got there, we all decided that it was nicer here than at Copacabana.
We found out the we could bribe the boss here ($8.00 for the four of us) to let us
stay. We couldn't do that at the Cohiba. Anyway, after we changed we all jumped into
the pool. There were several small pools surrounding the small guest houses and one
big main pool (which was closed for repairs). We used one that resembled a golf course
hole. It was narrow and long, and had a "dogleg" to the left around some
cottages. It was very nice. The girls went down to one end and I followed (big mistake).
When I found them, they "attacked" me. They jumped on me saying "tiburon"
while holding their hands just above the water like a shark's fin (I could just imagine
them humming the theme from Jaws!) Well, one starts grabbing my dick and pulls on
it like a lawnmower starter cord, and the other is trying her best to de-pants me.
But I manage to swim away with some effort. I figured that we didn't need to be thrown
out of here too soon (besides, I know what was in store for me later). Anyway after
several hours at the pool, we all decided that we needed to eat. So we left and went
to eat at the palador near the casa. I knew these girls didn't get to eat in these
places much so I told them to order what ever they wanted. Watching Yeni eat was
interesting. She is a small girl, and she eats more that me, and I know how to EAT!
I told the girls that I would like to take only one of them back to
the casa now for the rest of the afternoon, and the other for the night. I let them
choose. Olga was the winner (actually I was). So Rolando dropped us off at the casa,
and Yeni back at her home. I told Rolando to bring Yeni back at 9:00 P.M. for dinner.
When we got up to the room, Olga
was very horny. She was naked in 4 seconds flat and then started on me. I didn't
bother with the Viagra now. She
was giving me a nice BBBJ and I was laying back and enjoying it. After about 15 minutes
of this she wanted to get to the "main event". I told her to get on top,
but she was reluctant to do that. But I convinced her. After about ten minutes of
this, she rolled over and I finished in another 10 minutes or so. So we just laid
there and cuddled for a while. After 90 minutes or so, I thought I'd try another
round. I guess that I was tired or something (maybe from the pool) because I couldn't
get very hard. I told her that I needed to take a vitamin (Viagra, she doesn't know
what that is). After about ten minutes, It was as hard as a honeymoon dick. She was
impressed! I started pounding into her, and she was loving every minute of it. After
about 30 minutes though, she whispered into my ear "leche?" We laughed
and I replied "no, not yet" So we persevered. I was nearing the 60 minute
mark when she started to shudder (orgasma?)for the last time. I did the same soon
after. We both needed a shower bad. We were sweating up a storm. So in we went and
I noticed that it was 9:05 and that Rolando should be downstairs by now. We hurried
and got dressed and met Rolando and Yeni
downstairs. We got into the car and I heard the two girls talking to each other.
Then Rolando starts laughing, so I asked "what did they say?" He said "My
friend, you are a strong man!" I now heard Olga say something like "una
Hora" Now I knew what they were talking about. I guess Yeni
knew what she had to look forward to tonight. I told her that Olga had worn me out.
Yeni
got upset and told me that I had better not be worn out. Yeni said that she ( as
well as me) wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight. She was right as it turned out!
After another dinner at a new palador (the name was "My way") we headed
back to the casa for a night that I would remember for quite some time. We wore
each other out. We even had a pillow fight 1,2,3.
Day Nine
I gave both the girls
the rest of my gifts, as well as toothpaste, and other things that I wouldn't need
for the rest of my trip. When it came time to give Yeni "the baton"
I found that Olga
had already taken it. Well, I gave Yeni
the spare batteries, and told her to think of me every time she used it.....
I asked the girls if they would like to see me off at the airport, but they
said that they didn't like long good-byes, so we parted company at their house. I
think that they truly did take a part of my heart with them....
The fun continues.....
I had gotten through immigration (no stamps either direction in my passport), and the luggage search area (not searched) ok, and thought to myself "self, I'm almost there". The plane looked like if was going to be late (so what else is new?) Then two women from the airline directed all of the waiting passengers to a small waiting area and then started explaining something in Spanish to everybody. I said to another passenger (who I was talking with) this doesn't look good. After 10 minutes I walked up to one of the women and asked what was wrong. She said "the plane is delayed". I asked when is it coming? She said it isn't coming. I guessed right, this wasn't good. They then said after an hour or so, that the plane will be coming. But it would be 3 hours late. I and 15 other passengers would not make their connections (I would miss mine by 30 minutes). After what seemed like hours, (it was 2 hours) now comes the real fun part. The trip back through immigration and getting back my check-in luggage. Well, after the shock of being told that I wouldn't be able to leave Cuba when I was supposed to I had to risk my passport again being stamped. Well, this time was even worse, they took my passport. I was told I would get it later. Now I'm really scared. As I'm waiting with the other stranded 15 passengers, an immigration official walked up to me and handed me my passport and original visa back. Wow, I'm glad to have it back in my hands. Well, 3 hours after my flight should have left, we were now leaving the airport, headed back to Havana. The airline was putting us up at the Copacabana hotel (Nice Hotel). I was very tired from my ordeal at the airport, and was feeling sick. I must have caught the flu or something, since John was feeling sick several days earlier as well. I didn't go out that night (even though Ipanema Disco was 30 feet away). I felt really tired and had to wake up at 5 the next morning, so I went to sleep at 9:00 P. M. (I know it's against tsm rules!)
Day Ten
I woke up on time, and I did get my new flights and I did get home 16 hours later
then was planned. Not the worst experience, but the airline handled the situation
very badly. Almost no explanation, and nothing was organized. (This is Cuba) is the
most common explanation.
I'd like to say that the trip was perfect, but I did have that small (Yeah Right) problem leaving.
