05/2012 - BlackBeards- 45th Birthday Celebration!

My trip summary was posted on that other message board (CH) in 2010, sorry so late posting here, the difference between this post and the other is this one has all of the great photos--- holla out if you know any of these honeys!...Attachment 46854Attachment 46862Attachment 46861Attachment 46860Attachment 46859Attachment 46858Attachment 46857Attachment 46856Attachment 46855Attachment 46863



"Trips abroad have become second nature, the adrenaline rush still the driving force, the exhilaration of a new destination and the unknown experiences that await, still make the voyages unthinkably necessary for stress relief, chasing and then catching the true fountain of youth. This trip celebrating my 45th year of life, would prove to be not any ol' pedestrian expedition, for this journey ripe with anticipation, exceeded all my wildest dreams and imagination."


The hook turn the Boeing 757 made on approach, on this rainy overcast day, made for a dramatic entrance into the events that await, Jurassic Park like scenery came to mind, as the jet banked hard left for the landing. Customs and immigration went off without a hitch and copping the most necessary "rental car" was a routine transaction. With moisture in the air and heat at a minimum, the ride to the new digs was quite the experience, for driving on the vicious roads of the Dominican Republic, met challenging even for this seasoned driver. The last turn off of the main road presented the most daunting leg of the trip with potholes topped off by the recent rains making them appear bottomless. Quite scary with certain breakdown looming, the four cylinder economy ride, I called my horse, got through unscathed.
Finally at last, destination in sight, just as advertised, small sign, easily missed if not informed, and the obscure eight foot security fence covered with thick vines providing ultimate discretion with security guard posted, no doubt serious about his duties, I was here.
The manager of the day, quite informative, laid out the rules and regulations of the hideaway. I listened for every detail not to miss any tidbits of what could or couldn't be done, to avoid being permanently banned from the club of revelers that were now my brothers. While I checked in " The Brutha", we'll call him, was standing behind me waiting for his turn to register, he excused himself and advised, "Be sure to exchange your dollars at Jenny's supermarket, the store that was was on the right when you drove through the gate" (gated community), I replied, "Thanks for the advice, I'll be sure to check that out". Unbeknownst to me, but this guy would be my running dog of running dogs for the next couple of days.

Off to my suite.

Tired, from a long day and the mother of all drives, the next footsteps, with luggage in tow, started the fantasy of fantasies, for walking through the dining area then past the swimming pool I was met with exotic eyes locked onto me by some of the finest women I'd ever seen, examining every facet of the player, from head to toe. I moved with a "cool" stride, smiles and flirts mesmerizing. Melting even me, the hardest of players.
This can't be happening as thoughts raced about in my mind, of trysts and treats, that surely would be coming. Up the cascading steps, that could have been taken right out of an old Spanish movie, led to my abode, discreet and private, the perfect flat for pleasures forthcoming.

Dusk, always the best time of day when shadows set the mood and beauty is magnified, seemed a good time to head down for my always traditional first cold Presidente to kick off the party. I sat with a view of the whole setting to see the chicas walking about with everything from shorts and skirts to jeans and dresses with the essential CFMP's to acentuate their sweet assets. Hair all "did", nails perfectly manicured and painted, piercings of belly buttons and tongues, all the makings of quite an expose', this dream was now a reality... the waitress laughing and breaking my hypnosis greeted me with, "Como estas Senor, te gustaria tomar algo?" as she noticed my enchantment, I replied, "Sure thanks, I'll take a Presidente please". The scenery was unimaginable, with every shade, size, complexion, and thickness that any man (or woman) would desire, all with a common theme, sexy, just simply sexy, sexy personified.
After placing an order of sea bass smothered in garlic butter, and the first cold beer satisfying the taste buds, "The Brutha" stopped by the table, "Sup man how ya makin' out?" he smiled, "This place is not real!" I replied with a laugh, "Yea, that's what I said my first time here!" he exclaimed. "Tonight is Masquerade Night" he noted, "Kinda like a Halloween party, the girls will have on costumes and stuff, it's crazy, it'll trip you out".

The sun set.

The night was here and it was time, the music from the club, located in the main building, literally a stone throw from my suite, made the air buzz, as for what awaited the senses was a rush that I had not felt in all my years of partying.

Ok, the wardrobe for this nights activities; shorts, t-shirt, and flip-flops, perfect, this would be the dress code for the next week, it was time to get in the mix.

Lights flashing, music pumping, strip pole on the stage, and ass everywhere. Thirty, thirty-five maybe, it was hard to count the costume laden honeys; school girls, angels, nurses, hookers, police officers, whatever your fancy, she was there, the masquerade ball was exceeding all of my expectations. It was easily five to one ratio of girlies to dudes. I got my beverages, then I saw my man "The Brutha", "How ya makin' out" he shouted with a seemingly permanent smile on his face. "Iss all good man" I yelled over the music, with a honey's ass bouncing on my johnson, tequila shot in one hand and a brew in the other. It was euphoric!

Then out of nowhere stepped this exotic she-devil dressed in, a red bra, red devil horns and a arrowed tail extending from her red panties, that were holding her juicy ass,... she sits right next to me. The sexual tension unprecedented, she sighed "Como te llamas, mi amor?" Names were exchanged and the party intensified. There was a firm crotch grab from a passing nurse dressed in white, then another nurse dressed in all black offering up a lap dance; she was nineteen. Next stopped by a lawyer, I presumed, with her glasses on, hair tied back in a bun, briefcase in hand and her C.ome F.uck M.e P.umps hitching up her black business skirt, exposing her white panties covering her tight phat ass. She kissed my neck while clutching my member in her hand. She excited and heightened all my senses. The party was now in full effect. Perfumes radiating, warm supple skin caressed with every hug of a passing honey, soft phat asses with every grab, and firm breasts that enjoyed being touched; the sexy beauties were coming from every direction, it was overwhelming, overwhelming in a good way.

My she-devil sitting next to me the whole time, continued to entice me, lips painted a rusty red hue, she made a point of introducing me to all of the honeys that were her friends, encouraging their advances to me while continuing her flirts of whispers and kisses in my ear. My fight to stay strong and focused were futile and she knew it. She agreed to meet me, "Suite C1" she whispered back to me. It was on. First night, first honey, first hot tryst; My she-devil in red was the appropriate opening act, for all of the nights and days to come. At last, world traveled, boroughs investigated, hoods crept through, clubs danced in and beaches combed, I'd found it, Fantasy land, it existed. All the due diligence and hard researching had paid off, finally, finally, heaven on earth with my new she-devil.

Oh, by the way, the bikini contest is tomorrow!

"The next six days led to pro encounters, semi-pro adventures and non-pro experiences, that produced untold stories that took me all over the north coast from beaches to night clubs to homes and strip clubs, to massage parlors (real massage) and restaurants to pizza joints and sports haunts; this trip, truly, was... not any ol' pedestrian expedition."

very well done

Great report. Looks like good times were had by all.

great trip report,was thinking of doing Blackbeard's on my next trip....now I know I am!!

Thanks for the report but that way of posting pictures is a pain in the ass. Why can't you guys post full-size in albums so the pictures loads automatically full-size without needing to click, wait, and view at small size?

I don't even know how to posts pics your way. Why do it the hard way when the easier way gets better results? Not just aimed at you, EyeRight, but at everyone who posts pics that way.

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Originally Posted by weyland

Thanks for the report but that way of posting pictures is a pain in the ass. Why can't you guys post full-size in albums so the pictures loads automatically full-size without needing to click, wait, and view at small size?

I don't even know how to posts pics your way. Why do it the hard way when the easier way gets better results? Not just aimed at you, EyeRight, but at everyone who posts pics that way.

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If there's a FAQ on posting pictures 'full-size in albums', I would greatly appreciate directions to that FAQ.

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Originally Posted by Westy

If there's a FAQ on posting pictures 'full-size in albums', I would greatly appreciate directions to that FAQ.

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You told me thanks for this one back in October....

http://news.insearchofchicas.org/for...S-STEP-BY-STEP

Well done trip report on blackbeards. Liked it very much.