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First of all, Thank you Vegamars. Yesterday I tried the numbers you gave, some did not answer. Luckily Victoria answered. She was very curious about the reference, it was difficult to convince her as I don't know Vegamars's name. I wrote a long story, using an imaginary friend named Yavuz (referring to my favorite author in the forum) and I think she got bored and finally said come to Hotel Altinisik. Although I offered 80 mioTL she insisted on 100mioTL. I gave in cosidering I am not losing any time and money in Irmak or Gold Can etc.
I came to hotel lobby and started to waited for her. Waiting part was exciting for me. Then she appeared at the door. A tall blond pretty girl. She is not very thin however very proportional not an extra weight on any region. When we go up to the room, her hesitation disappeared gradually. She become very sincere and her green eyes become shiny. We had long conversation on every subject. She is 22 and will start university this year in Ukraine. She started with very slow and long French kisses. Kisses slowly changed into a BBBJ. I kissed her all clean body but she did not let me suck her, OK I was happy I did not insist. Then we have good Fucking in all three major positions. Second session is not very different than the first only the times are longer.
As the result I am very satisfied. It is not the best sex I've ever had or a wild experience but it is definitly deserves the money.
Bad news she is planning to leave Istanbul 10 day later for her university and she did know when she returns. Also informed me many girls will leave Turkey because of Ramadan.
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Yavuz Hayat,
You seem to be putting most of the effort both to explore the topic and share it with us. I really appreciate.
Cheers,
Nosedick
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TO CARA :
If you're complaining that no one has an idea about Asian side chicks, why don't you share yours with us?
You know, we are sick and tired of entertaining YOU guys, who do not contribute but just read our stories and try to get some free numbers and info.
We are playing in our own backyard. But, we may take our ball and leave soon, if this goes on like this.
I see that my photos are reviewed more than 3000 times, but there are only 5-6 guys who write to the forum.
Please let's hear from other watchers ! No one's gonna recognize you from your dick, boys !
This a forum, it is NOT a sex magazine...
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There's not so much action going on the Asian side and the only place worth mentioning is Bagdat Street with many cafes and bars alongside, so a pretty nice place flooded with young chicks.
There's also some street action going on after midnight, but not very qualitative and hence quite risky.
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I am proud of this site. I've been following the New York City section (I am going to be there next week) for a while and comparatively the Istanbul section is far better. Thank you all contributors.
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Nothing much on the asian side as far as I know, aside from the highrise residence complex called "atasehir". Many Istanbulites claim that many local people use "atasehir" to provide housing for their mistresses etc. some working girls live there too as you can tell from the general info section in Turkey.
Cohibaguy
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I was in Istanbul a few weeks ago, but I don't have much new to add. The whole "scene" in Yenikapi/Aksaray seems up and running after earlier clampdowns by LE, but the authorities are still pretty tough on overly conspicuous activities. Mostly, the small bars and discos insist on taxis to and from the door, and small wonder: I saw whole minibusses of young Russian girls rounded up by the police - many of whom apparently hadn't been working the streets, they just walked on the pavements looking like pros - apparently in a high-visibility effort to show the good citizens that the police is doing something about vice.
Secondly, I have learned to avoid the hotels in the vincinity of Seranda. Yes, really! They always badger you to buy drinks, cigarettes and rubbers - and your girl too, if you're not receptive enough. The further away from the western end of the neighbourhood you can get, the more honest the hotel. (Orange Hotel, as some have mentioned, is a good choice.)
I spent three nights with three working girls: (1) short brunette from Tiraspol, picked up in Gold Can. Lively, but dumb like a dodo; (2) tall chubby Ukrainian with a child back in Odessa and many photos to show for it. Offered me A-levels as part of the standard fare, but I thanked no; (3) ultra-slim solarium brown woman in her mid-thirties. Said she was from Donetsk but may have lied: she told the most incredible stories, such as being a billard tournament player and a former track-and-field athlete, and she had no Turkish paper. Facit: worked as a pro back in Ukraine as well. Still, gave me a better and more experienced service than any of the others.
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Unlike reported earlier, Serenda and Altin Isik Hotels are not compelling or disturbing in any way in terms of annyance caused by waiters or hotel staff.
Moreover, the maximum duration time including Fridays and Saturdays is 2-3 minutes for check-in.
You can easily meet a girl at the lobby without having to pay the entrance fee.
Compared to Orange Hotel, both hotels have more spacious rooms as far as I can observe.
Starting on October 15th, some girls will be away for a month or at least 2-3 weeks due to low season, though the action will never cease altogether.
Places like Irmak, Serenda and Balance might be closed for 2-3 weeks and it's more probable that the upper-class locations like Bacardi will be closed for a shorter period.
I'll let you know about the exact situation as soon as I find out.
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Thanks to Jackson I just got my regular membership. Have been a monger for the past many years and it’s indeed thanks to this forum that I have been successful in quality mongering.
Had to go to Istanbul for business in mid-August. Flight from JFK to Istanbul the first day got held up for 7 hours due to mechanical problems. Turkish Airways had us wait in the plane from 5pm to 12am. We were then bussed to local hotels. Not at all a pleasant experience.
Anyway reached Istanbul a day late and had to shower, change and rush into the meeting. Finished business activities and was on my own around midnight. Excellent. In spite of the jet lag and copious quantities of alcohol it was time for some mongering. Wee Willie was really ready for some action. BTW Istanbul is one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Especially at night. I stayed at the Hilton and it was amazing to watch all the Russian freighters travel up and down the Bosphorus, while the ferries dodge them constantly traveling from Asia to the European part of the city and back.
Istanbul Day One
Headed straight to Aksaray armed with information from Yavuz Hayat, Vegamars, Aslan Kral and Nose Dick. Thanks guys. Wanted to check out Irmak, Seranda et al. Told the cabbie to take me to the Baccardi Club. As expected, and I was prepared for the conversation to follow based on reading the forum, he recommended other places that were in his opinion much better than Baccardi. I politely declined and mentioned that I was meeting a girl at Baccardi that I had been with last night (yeah sure). It was a good answer and it took care of the solicitations.
Baccardi is a well-known joint at Aksaray. I did not enter the club but decided to soak in the area first and get my bearings. I walked with a purpose ignoring the street pimps and taking in the clubs and their layout. Even past midnight the roadside is quite busy with the regular hecklers asking you to enter one of their clubs. And there are many of them. I decided to stay on the same side of the road as Baccardi and didn’t cross over to get to Irmak. A couple of bars down from Baccardi is the Big Pub. Decided to pop in.
The scene was that of a restaurant setting with loud Turkish music (which BTW I got to thoroughly enjoy) and a dance floor with a few CIS women gyrating. Settled down at a table and ordered beer. Also insisted that I did not want any peanuts (once again, a whisker of wisdom from the forum). Sipped my beer and surveyed the scene. It’s filled with EE and CIS women, of quality 4-8, all sitting at their tables. The ones that are not with company are bunched up in twos and fours at their respective tables sipping on their drinks and eating appetizers. As 15 minutes pass by and I have settled into the second pint the girls start making “I am interested” eye contact.
I decided its time to make a move. Called the waiter, whose name was Hamid and gave him a 10million ($7) note as a tip. He was quite appreciative and started talking with me. Also introduced me to the DJ who at my request played the popular Kylie Minogue song. Hamid went out of his way to make me comfortable. He said that he couldn’t get the girl to my table but that I could call anyone over. All the ladies in the pub were there for one reason: to get picked up.
Soon noticed an 8-rated blond sitting at a corner table. Tall (about 5’ 10”) with Slavic features. Gestured and she came over. Name was Irina. Tried my pigeon Russian with her and that got her impressed. She didn’t speak English, so it was left to hand signals and drinking. By now the raki and beer was kicking in, so I had to close the deal. With some negotiations she agreed to 100 million ($67) for the night. By now it was close to 1:30 and I decide to make tracks back to the hotel.
On the drive to the Hilton, picked up 2 dozen long stem roses for Irina, which cost 20 million ($13). She was beside herself. I have realized in all my mongering years that if you treat her like a lady the benefits are bountiful.
The Hilton is guest friendly, although the security is quite noticeable. There were a couple of bombs that went off 2 days ago, so everyone had to go through the metal detector. The security received us with a smile and all-knowing eyes. What do you think? Its 2 am, I am with a Russian blond half my age with 2 dozen roses in her hand. It didn’t require Einstein to figure out the activities planned for the evening.
Once in my room, I got Irina a rum and coke from the mini-bar and got myself another beer. Gave her strict instruction to switch off the cell phone. This is an absolute MUST. These girls will be on the phone all the time if you let them. And the weird ringing tunes of the cell phone have a noticeable shriveling effect on wee Willie.
I went in for a shower and put on some tunes on my laptop. The advantage of staying at the Hilton is that you are sure the ladies cannot leave with a laptop. Although, they can disappear after they collect the money. This lesson I will learn the hard way on day 2. Irina followed with a shower and now both were clean as babies and proceeded to get rid of the towels.
What followed was excellent. Good oral skills for a BBJ including a lot of licking of the lower parts. It followed with the masking of Wee Willie and active missionary for a while. But the raki and beer was getting in the way. So I took a breather and decided to engage in some conversation in the hope of recovering any vestige of sobriety I might be able to muster. I was determined to have a “happy ending”.
An hour later I jumped on the saddle again. This time Irina was really getting in to it and her technique was exquisite. However, the raki had not worn off. So to my surprise, she takes of the hood and inserts Wee Willie unclothed. I was a little shocked, but against my better judgment, continued. It was brilliant! I would give her a 10 for enthusiasm. Within a few minutes the happy ending was achieved and that too with Wee Willie deep inside Irina. Her muscle technique after I came receives an honorary mention.
As any gentleman is expected to do, I rolled over and passed out. I was woken at 9:00 am by Irina who bid the goodbyes, left her mobile number with me and promised to meet me at the Pub that evening. I put on a “Do not disturb” and passed out. Woke up at 5pm that evening and went on to Day 2.
To be continued.
Sam69
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I am not sure whether it is a coincidence or not there are hundreds of misstress and pro.s live and work in Atasehir.
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SAM 69
I don't know if you have asked me for numbers.
I usually reject guys who ask for phones of girls, and do not have any contribution to the forum.
But I see that you have done your homework well.
I am sending you a warm welcome, after reading your detailed report.
You may ask for more phone numbers if you like now. PM me for them, if you do not want to waste time and money in the pubs.
Then again, it may be better to choose the gal you like with your very own eyes, other than dialing the numbers I will give. Because,tastes may differ, my friend.
We are looking forward to your day 2 report !
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Yavuz, thanks for the warm welcome. It’s reports from you and other senior members in the forum that made my trip to Istanbul really memorable. I will be in Istanbul in January and will absolutely PM you then, chief. Can’t wait to return to this wonderful city and its nature’s bounty of well-endowed ladies.
Continuing from my previous report
Istanbul Day Two – Episode 1 - the bait and switch 3 some
Day two started at 5:30 pm. I had slept all day and missed out on what could have been a great tour of the mosques and palaces in Istanbul. Maybe next time! Sat at the terrace bar of the Hilton and admired the sun going down over this incredibly beautiful city.
Called Irina at 8pm. Since she doesn’t speak English and my Russian leaves volumes to be desired, the communication was non-existent. I think I concluded that I would see her at the Big Pub at 10:00pm. So after a quick dinner I find myself in a taxi heading to the Baccardi club, with the taxi driver giving me the same line about how there are better clubs than Baccardi.
The Big Pub looks a lot different before midnight. It’s a restaurant. So I settled down at my regular table and Hamid got me the usual beer, chased by shots of vodka. I must say there were a couple of beauties on the table next to me who were quite interested in progressing affairs. However, I was waiting for Irina, the blond well-endowed bombshell.
Irina shows up a half an hour late only to tell me that she won’t be available till 1:00 am. Bad news. However, she suggested that I spend the evening with Olga and Natalie, two of her very good friends, for a 3 some. Olga was good looking; say a 7 on the Richter scale. So was Natalie. And they did speak a little English. Ordered drinks and started the haggling. C’mon you are in Toorkey. You need to haggle! But the trick is to haggle politely and never lose your cool. We settled for 150 million ($100) for both of them for the whole night. Done. I promptly paid for the drinks, which came to 40 million ($27). I suspect Hamid threw in a couple of drinks on the house. The 10million ($7) tip before hand goes a long way. With 2 quite beautiful Russian ladies by my side, I get a taxi and am on my way to the Hilton with Wee Willie ready to explode in anticipation of what is to follow.
Got the “I’m really impressed” look from the hotel security staff as I escorted the 2 giggling ladies through the metal detector in the lobby. In the room while the ladies settled themselves in, I ordered rum and coke (the Russian ladies love that - and I thought they liked Vodka) and couple of beers for me. Olga allowed me to take a picture of her (in the photo gallery). Natalie was on the phone (I overlooked my cardinal rule of insisting they switch off their cell phones). Soon Olga came out of the bathroom, showered, changed and wrapped in a towel. The 3 some would start off as a two some. OK. No problem maahn.
Olga was shorter than Irina, had a few extra pounds but was blessed with a great set of jugs. She was also eager to get things going, which should have got me a little concerned. If I have them for the night, why are we pounding away in the first half an hour? Wee Willie was not to be held back. Started off with a great BBJ, donned the requisite hood, and went into doggie followed by the “oh so spiritual” missionary position. Olga’s performance was a little passive, but not mechanical at all. And Natalie had not yet entered the scene – she was still changing in the bathroom. Wee Willie exploded in Olga. I was now ready for session 2 with Natalie, or Olga and Natalie combined, or Olga on top and Natalie sideways, or Natalie in doggie and Olga on her fours, or – you can see Wee Willie had taken over the thinking for me.
I plodded to the bathroom for the requisite cleansing in anticipation for session two. I noticed Natalie had come out of the bathroom, had disrobed and was wrapped in a towel. So was Olga. Excellent! As soon as I scrub Wee Willie clean I shall be ready, armed and dangerous.
I come out 5 minutes later from the bathroom to find no one in the room. No one. They had scooted. Checked my belongings to find nothing was missing. Only the promised 3 some. Was a little pissed, but also felt stupid. And Wee Willie reminded me that he was promised more. So I put on my clothes and headed out to the lobby. It was 2:30 in the morning. I was ready to head back to Aksaray. Only this time I wanted to check out the other clubs. Didn’t want to go back to The Big Pub, as there was a potential of making a scene, which I absolutely avoid at all costs. Not safe for mongers in a foreign land, especially at 2:30 am in the morning.
Istanbul Day Two – Episode 2 - a mongers taste of Nirvana
The security at the reception ordered a Taxi. By now they knew my style and intentions. One of the guys in the lobby suggested that I go with him to another club. I should have been cautious, but he looked clean and he had the blessings of the security detail. I followed him into the taxi.
We went around for 15 minutes and returned to the Hilton. I was now getting concerned. We were back at square one. However, things improved. Next to the Hilton is a “pick up” club. Can’t recall the name, but as you face the entrance roadway to the Hilton, the club (which is probably a restaurant during the day) is on your right. It has big neon signs at night and you can’t miss it.
Entered into an elegantly appointed restaurant with live music. But the owner (or manager) has a deal where he can hook you up with some of the select ladies there. I have been in these sorts of places before in Europe. They are a scam. They will charge you exorbitantly for the champagne which they will serve even before you can order, or refuse.
Seeing my concern, the manager immediately moved in for the kill and got me my preferred form of company. Now this was an exquisite (9+ on the scale) Russian lady. Petite, well-stacked, gorgeous figure and fluent in English. The manager also mentioned that there was a young Rumanian on the way too. C’mon, another 3 some! But, I decided to leave my options open and wait for the choice. In the meantime we drank the champagne and listened to the band belt out some wonderful Turkish tunes.
In 15 minutes arrives Marianna. She is an 8+ on my scale. But her bubbly personality and touchy-feely-cuddly moves left me mesmerized. I was a deer stuck in the headlight. We danced on the floor a couple of times and I skillfully demonstrated the two-left-feet dance technique. Soon, it was decision time. I went for Marianna, and Marianna alone. No more alleged 3-somes for me.
Settled the bar tab which came to 600 million ($400) of which 200 million was for Marianna and 400 million was for the champagne. “Stupid me” gets burned every time. “Hosed” is the right word. And I saw this coming, too. Nevertheless, Marianna by my side and the fantasies of what were to follow made it less painful to drop this chunk-of-change.
At the Hilton, we immediately got out of our clothes and with a singularity of purpose focused on doing it like rabbits. Marianna hits a 10+ on my scale for attitude, enthusiasm and a truly GFE. Memories of that night are in the photo gallery. Brilliant BBJ with all the necessary tongue action on areas around Wee Willie. The hood came on and we embarked on Chapter 27 of the Kama Sutra (I hope the book has a chapter 27). I lasted 15 minutes with fireworks exploding in my head. I am sure even my kidneys felt the tremors. Wee Willie was satisfied that I had come through on my promise. I could now focus on conversation and beer. It was 4:30 am. I had a flight at 2:00 pm that afternoon to return to New York. Sleep was definitely going to be a casualty that night.
Watched the sun rise over Istanbul from the verandah of the Hilton. Marianna stayed wrapped in her towel, which would come off often. She was thoroughly enjoying her time with me and the fact that I relished her body. I decided to go for another romp in the hay. But my timing was off. Wee Willie promptly instructed me that he was still in an intensive recuperative phase and that he will let me know when he gets out of his hibernation. Guess what – time for some photos.
Marianna was delighted to pose. And pose she did. In all her natural glory. Folks, they are in the Photo section. One particular picture of her is what keeps me warm on cold New England mornings. I think I will make it my screen saver. Its “marianna10”. It gets me religious every time I look at it, as I get down on my knees and thank the Lord for having rested on Sunday and made “women”. My mantra in life: the eternal pursuit of pussy.
The photo session ended and I ordered breakfast. After breakfast we decide that Wee Willie had abstained too long and that a “farewell fuck” was in order for the long plane ride home. Marianna was ready to go at it again. The DFK made her intentions crystal clear.
Now I am always meticulous about keeping the hood on Wee Willie. However, this time after the BBJ Marianna takes Wee Willie and slides him in. With no hood! It felt soooo good that I kept going. And going. And going. A slow gliding doggie with the requisite hooked-thumb butt plug and Marianna grunting on the in-stroke and relaxing on the out-stroke is what memories are made of. For a middle-aged man, this was indeed a Rocco-esque performance. I was babbling in Italian. And I don’t even speak the language!
It ended with me tasting Nirvana. While I was in deep coma spread eagled on the bed, Marianna gets the hot towel and gently wipes me clean. Now why don’t American wives do that? Reason number 13 as to why they become ex-wives. But then I digress.
Quickly packed, dressed and headed out to the lobby. One of the things I like doing is walking out of the hotel with the lady by my side. It makes them feel special. She was also carrying the 2 dozen roses I had in the room (refer: day one with Irina). Got her a taxi, got me one and headed to the airport followed by the proctology examination that is called “airport security” and then on to the flight. Slipped into a deep coma that lasted the eleven hours to JFK.
I left my heart in Istanbul. Have also left it in Bangkok, Montreal, Caracas, Tijuana, San Francisco, Bombay and Singapore. But definitely in Istanbul.
Cheers
Sam69
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Hi everybody,
I read the form for a while. I am married, so it is dangerous to me to monger arround. But you now at last I am a man.
I wanna share my experience one month ago. My wife was in her mother's house in another city on vacation ;waiting me to join her one week later. So I had one week free...
I went to Serenda as I read from the forum. It was Saturday night and so full that there was no place to even stand up in the dance platform. I go to the platform and girls started to come nearby and asking if I wanna go to room ? Well it was no easy to choose between many beautiful girls.
All the girls I like was Romenian, which I heart that they are (mostly) not as good and warm (GF like) as Russians or Moldovians are.
The other thing interesting was all girls was asking 100Million TL for one hour and 200 million for two hours. Nobody mentioned for whole night. I was expect 75 million for 2 hours or 150 million for the whole night?
In this forum I saw many prices but I am not sure if those prices are in USD, Euro or Million TL. Furthermore if the reporter also write the currency I will be glad.
The other interesing point was I asked if they do BBBJ to one of the girl (Romenian) she said NO and she said "Nobody here does !" I was o surprised that.. Because If I be with a girl from here I definetly demand BBBJ and CIM if possible.
So at the end I was some suprised and leave the place without any action
I am not experienced so sorry to do not any ot story. But please inform me if my experince was common or I missed something.
Could you light me a shed on prices?
If I have only daytime (as a married man). Which place is the best ? Only Irmak?
Happy hunting gentlemen,
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Guys,
It's not OK to post an Internet picture to this site. However I wanted to share my desire with my fellow mongers. It's a picture of a nudist beach in Odeca, Ukraine (I took the picture from the Ukraine site in WSG). Please take a look at the beauty of the woman. It's very rare to have non-soggy people like that in nudist beaches. I am dreaming a day where we will have something like that in Kilyos.
Happy dreaming.
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Thanks to Yavuz Hayat I got in touch with Allya, a Ukranian in her early thirties. She is very good a BBBJ and very eager in bed. Has a good body with very firm ass, small tits with good riding skills.
Yavuz Hayat thanks again for the referral.
Any referrals of girls in to Greek most appreciated.
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