I arrived in Bogota late Friday night. I was staying at Hotel Andino Royal, which is about one block from La Zona Rosa, and the hotel had sent a driver to pick me up at the airport. I anticipated moving quickly from place to place that night, so I hired the driver sent by the hotel to be my driver for the entire night, and his rate was US $6/hr. The hotel cost was US $95/night.
As of this writing, my bank was giving me $2,275 pesos per dollar. Most people in Bogota had the mistaken impression that one dollar is 2,000 pesos, so you save yourself money by paying for everything in pesos. I should also mention that the exchange booth at the airport in the US only gave me $1,800 pesos per dollar. Thus, it is far better not to convert your US money to pesos prior to your arrival in Bogota. Wait until you get there, and withdraw money from the “cajeros.”For the remainder of this documentary, all prices are given in thousands of Colombian pesos.I arrived at the hotel, checked in, took a shower, and immediately went to a party to which I had previously been invited by internet friends. At the party, I met this really hot girl who was actually half Spanish and half Arabic. What a body and face. I brought her back to the hotel, which is when the trouble began.
Prior to making my reservation at Andino Royal, I called them at night and asked if they permit guests in the rooms. “Of course,” they said, so I made the reservation. When I arrived at the hotel with this woman, the man behind the counter became upset. “I’m gonna have a problem with this,” he exclaimed. Severely annoyed, I explained to him that I had previously called the hotel and specifically asked them if I would be allowed to bring guests to my room. The answer was yes. He replied by stating that a bomb had gone off in Bogota that day, and the president of the Hoteles Royal chain had thus forbidden anyone from entering the hotel whose name was not on the register. I bribed him 60, and he hesitantly agreed to let me take her to my room for three hours. I resolved never again to use the Hoteles Royal chain, and I recommend that none of you use it either. I should also note that the hotel room had a slot in which you had to place the key in order to make the electricity work. For that reason, you couldn’t run the air conditioner while you were out, and much of the time I spent in my room was uncomfortable due to the heat. It was the strangest thing. The weather in Bogota was so cool, but the hotel was so hot.
In my room, we kissed and cuddled for about three hours, and then she left. At this point, I was extremely hot and bothered, so I told my driver to take me to a place with girls. Since it was after 1 AM, Porky’s was out of the question, and we wound up at a video bar. Many ominous-looking people were waiting around the area where we parked the car. The driver assured me we would be OK, and in we went. The girls inside were very good looking, polite, and unassuming. It was like being at an ordinary bar, only these girls were invariably receptive. This was unlike anything I had experienced in Mexico. Comparatively, these girls had a lot of class, and they didn’t throw themselves at me. They gave me shy, demure smiles, and I picked which one I wanted to talk to.
I very quickly picked out this really cute, hot girl with dyed blonde hair. There were no rooms at this place, so we went to a nearby motel. The house charged me 10, and she charged me 100. The hotel cost 10, I think. Once I was in the car, all the men who were standing out in the parking lot began approaching my car looking for tips. One persistently pressed his forehead up against the glass of my window. I wanted to get out of the car and ask him what the hell his problem was, and I would have if we had been in America. But I was in dangerous territory, so I decided to give him 10. It is important to carry small bills, because everyone has his hand out. The cajeros only give you 10s and 20s, so try to get change from the hotel desk, restaurants, or cab drivers.
On the way to the car, the girl was very affectionate. We walked with my arm around her, and in the taxi, she cuddled up to me as if I were her boyfriend. In the motel elevator, she wrapped both arms around me and embraced me tightly. This was just like having a girlfriend. I noticed that the girl was coughing a little, and I figured she had a cold. Thus, when she approached me in the hotel room, clearly intending for me to kiss her lips, I declined, telling her I didn’t want to get sick. She understood, and we got on the bed. She declined to give me a no-condom blow job, but she fucked like a racehorse. Her enthusiasm was very impressive. In fact, it was so impressive, and she got herself so worked up, that she started coughing profusely and she couldn’t stop. Even her massive swills of Colombian beer didn’t stem the coughing, and she looked like someone with bronchitis who had tried to run a 5 K. I ended our session. As I was very tired from the trip, I decided to call it a night. On the way to drop her off, I expressed concern that I would come down with a cold the next day. She explained that she didn’t have a cold. The coughing was due to her chain smoking, and to the second-hand smoke that she inhaled at the club. I felt awful for her. Still, she lived in a nice apartment, so it was obvious she was doing fairly well financially. She hassled me for a tip at the end, of course, so I gave her one.
The next day, I decided to investigate the Best Western Chile Inn, which is in the commercial district. I found that it was a very nice hotel and only charged 110 per night for a room with a king-sized bed. Whats more, it was just a short walk from Porky’s. If I ever return to Bogota, I will stay here, as it will save me the hassle of dealing with cab drivers. Also, if you walk out of the hotel, turn right, turn right again at the first street, and walk two blocks, there’s a hair/manicure place on your left that gives massage for 10. I was tempted check out of Andino and check in there, but I was busy, and my stay was short, so I stayed at Andino Royal. The upshot was that Andino Royal was right next to La Zona Rosa and Centro Andino, which are really cool places to shop and drink coffee during the day. At night, Zona Rosa is thriving, and there are totally hot girls walking around everywhere. As I am obviously of Anglo origin, many of these girls were interested in talking to me. Two spoke perfect English, and I wound up getting their email addresses for future correspondence. That night, when I walked into a bar located to the right of Hotel La Boheme, this one totally hot blonde girl jumped off her barstool and stood facing me, deliberately, and smiling as I walked past. I could have jumped on that, but I really wasn’t interested in talking and wooing and all of the usual cat-and-mouse nonsense. I wanted to have a quick meal and go to a pro.
That night, the cab driver recommended a club called Copa Cabana in lieu of Porky’s. He thought Copa Cabana had nicer-looking girls, so off we went. The club was really nice, and the girls were even prettier and classier than they had been the night before. One thing I noticed about the club was the good ventilation, so I didn’t have to sit in a massive cloud of smoke. It also wasn’t very crowded. There were five or six girls, and one or two other guys. I ordered my usual bottled water, took a few sips, then walked up and down the length of the club deliberately looking over and evaluating the girls. All were hot. I picked the hottest one I could find, which was a tall, white brunette with a solid, lean frame. I was impressed. For one hour, I negotiated 100 for her and 20 for the house. We went to a room upstairs that had a couch, two love seats, and a bed. We got in bed and cuddled intensely for a few minutes until I told her I wanted to fuck. She put a condom on me and then climbed on top and began riding me hard. I can still recall her face pulsing toward mine and a short, loud yell coming from her mouth with every pulse of her face. She meant business. After a short time, I turned her over and started doing her doggy style, and then I turned over again and did her missionary style. She appeared to have an orgasm, but I could not. I have great difficulty cumming inside condoms, because they take so much feeling out of it.
As she declined to give me a no-condom blow, I had her finish me by hand. She didn’t kiss me, so I could not classify this as a GFE, although it was really damn good. She asked for a tip at the end. I could have said no, but I figured what the hell. I gave her 10, which for me was less than five bucks. Big deal. I was so hot for her that I asked her to come to my hotel the next morning, thinking I could sneak her in. I offered 100 for two hours, and she agreed. She didn’t show up.
The next and final night of my stay in Bogota was also the best. It was Sunday night, so Porky’s was closed, and I ended back up at Copa Cabana. I motioned for a tall, young girl with a lean, solid build to come to my table. For two hours in the same room upstairs, I paid 140 for her and 20 for the house. I’m just not very good at haggling, although I do try. We went upstairs, disrobed, and got into bed. We immediately started cuddling and kissing intensely. She was a great kisser, and she didn’t have cigarette or alcohol breath, so I really had a great time. I finally told her I wanted to fuck, so she put the condom on and climbed on top. Her pussy had the perfect grip on my dick, and it was so warm and wet. It felt wonderful. She started riding me really hard, and it felt awesome. Then I turned her over and did her doggy style, and she really started making a lot of noise. She had a nice, firm, muscular, smooth, tan bottom that I really enjoyed fondling while she pounded back and forth, moaning loudly with each thrust. Next, I turned her over and did her missionary style, and she really appeared to be in ecstasy. If she was acting, she’s a hell of a lot better than Meg Ryan. Finally, she got back on top, and I came inside the condom. Just before I came, she appeared to sense my dick expanding, and it sounded like she had an orgasm, though I couldn’t be sure.
Afterwards, she was totally soaked in sweat. She got off the bed, went briefly into the bathroom, then walked back out into the room and sat in one of the chairs. Her body was trembling, and her face had an almost frenzied smile. She looked up at me and said, “Mi amor!” She got back into bed, and we started cuddling. I started to kiss the top of her head, as I like to do, but her hair was wet from all the sweat, so I settled for kissing her face and lips as we cuddled. We started talking and getting to know each other. We fucked a second time, but I couldn’t cum inside the condom, so she gave me part of a no-condom blow job and then finished me off by hand. I was exhausted.
For the prices I paid, and the service I got, I was totally satisfied with my experience in Bogota. What’s more, the weather was gorgeous. The cool, dry air was a much-needed break from the summer heat of the US. I will definitely be back to Bogota.Check out Monserrat and Museo de Oro while in Bogota. Very interesting.
When leaving Bogota, please please get there at least two hours before your scheduled departure time. I recommend 2.5. The airlines say three. Those of you with early flights may not think the airport opens before 5:00 AM. It does. The Cali airport was swarming with people at 4:45 AM, and I can’t imagine Bogota being any different. If you have a 7:30 AM flight out, I truly recommend getting there by 5:00 AM.If you do get there late, there’s still a chance you might make it, but have about 100 on you. You won’t have time to wait in line for the airport tax exemption, so you’ll just have to pay it. If the people behind the ticket counter refuse to put you on the plane, don’t get angry with them. They can just as easily leave you in Bogota as get you on the next flight out.
My task now is to find an apartment rental in Bogota, preferably one within walking distance of Porky’s. Any information you gentlemen could provide would be much appreciated.
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