Wednesday, 1 June 2016

Tripping at Dasmariñas Cavite

One day I just said to a friend that I wanted to go to Cavite. Nothing planned, booked nor where in Cavite in  particular.

We boarded a bus bound for Dasmariñas along Taft avenue. I guess we were heading there. It took about an hour or so and because we didn't really know where exactly, we go off at Walter Mart along Emilio Aguinaldo Hwy. We went inside Walter Mart and there are a lot of people there but no-one caught my attention. Hada mode agad?

We better find a place to stay first and we hoped for somewhere not too far from the main highway. Spoke to a lady selling buko shakes but she wasn't very informative. We saw a sign from where we were standing and thought to check it out. The place was called Volet's Resort Hotel and we decided to stay because we wanted to rest already. The room isn't impressive at all. Basic necessities and the bathroom door needed replacement.

This must be a newer pic because it did not look as presentable but the room is big enough

After resting for a little while, we decided to see Volets facilities. They had pools that seemed inviting pero we had no plans of swimming. Just checking out the people that were swimming or running around. There was this henna tattoo artist that has potential and napatingin naman siya sa amin but we thought parang he will not take our offer. The one getting the tattoo was not too bad either and he was with a group. They were with some girls so we decided to pass. We had no intentions of feeding or inviting girls to drink. Pweh!

We then went back to Walter Mart bought some snacks ti bring back to the Resort. We passed by the arcade that was there pero no potential.

When it was getting darker, we started walking the streets just because. You never know who is around. My friend saw a guy that seemed like he was wearing a masseur uniform so we guessed that there was a massage place close by. After some more walking, voila there was one and we decided to give our tiring bodies some pleasure. We both got our masseurs then off we went to our cubicles. After my experience in Bangkok, I am an absolute fan of Massages. Hahaha. I had a good masseur and although I was expecting extra-service, nothing happened. We were talking but nothing led to that. He was a looker though and there were no signs that I could read at that stage. I did get his number though so watch this space.

After the massage, we hung out with the masseurs outside the spa. Just regular chit-chat and we were asking if there was a bar around that we could go to. They mentioned a few and we ended up going along Congressional Rd because there was a line of mini bars there. We ended up going to a Comedy Bar so they had gay comedians. There wasn't many people but it was still good. although my main focus was to really pick someone up. LOL. So far parang I felt my trip to Cavite will be a big zero. I started texting my new masseur friend and telling him that I don't see any potentials in the bar. To cut a long story short, I asked what time he would be finishing and asked if we could meet. He said yes then asked what we were going to do. I told him I want another massage (Chos!) so I gave him my room number.

So he got to my room and sat on the bed, he asked me again if I wanted a massage. Sabi ko yes and he said that my body might start to hurt. I came closer to him and said that hindi naman talaga and his reply was "alam ko" then I started to kiss him. Started to undress him and began explore every part of his body. He was ticklish so I decided to do it double-time. hahaha. He experienced something from that he has not been  done to him before in which he totally made him moan. This I will never forget, he was a good find. He got dressed and we had a little talk then he bid farewell. I will miss his those damn moans!

This is my hot  Cavite Bud


And so my Cavite adventure ends...... after check-out, we ate then took the bus back to Manila

Volets Resort Contact Details:
Telephone: (046) 416-0790 , 973-0238
Fax: (046) 973-0239

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