Dubai Reports

[CiderMaker]

Gentlemen.

I've been largely dormant recently due to some success with one of the sugar daddy websites and the stability that sort of relationship brings. I've been getting through a lot of condoms which I hitherto tended to buy in Europe. Durex brand or Skins. I've recently been through a locally purchased box of Durex Featherlight Ultra and Durex RealFeel. Both felt noticeably tighter and shorter than I previously noticed. My PT GF commented that they were only good for "Chinese dicks". Made me laugh.

Am I alone in thinking that the size of condom is smaller here than in Europe? Either that or my previously Average Joe six inch cock is growing, which I somehow doubt. Puzzled.

[SedanDevil]

For fun I thought I would try two AMPS that have a Spinneys liquor store on the ground floor.

The first is by the ADNOC.

Typical of all AMPS.

The woman was middle aged and fat.

I was disappointed but thought she might have great skills.

Wrong!

ShaSha should be avoided at all costs.

Probably the worst experience I have ever had.

The second Spinneys is over near the cell phone souk.

The place is again typical.

The lady was middle aged and chubby.

She was really pleasant.

The experience was another third rate deal.

Basically, avoid these two places or say that you don't want any fat chicks.

[IAintSpecial]

...... a couple of Africans (including a very busty Amazon of a lady from Ghana whom I suspect IAintSpecial would have been drawn to) and about a half dozen Vietnamese......

I know the one you are talking about. She always sits at the end of the bar on way to bathroom. Never took her as I saw her one night drunk actually making total psycho faces. Switching from smile to frown to sticking tongue out and looked like it was directed at a person when I looked there was only a wall in front of her. At that moment I thought one flew over the cuckoos nest.

[Alex7J]

One more question: do we pay upfront or after the deed. Thanks again.

Robin,

Drhm 1 k is good enough for an all night in Moscow hotel red square club the max 1.5 k if the lady is super hot or you are looking super desperate.

All night means you take her at 11 or 12 from the club and then send her back at 6- 8 am 2 or 3 or 4 pops depends upon your chemistry with the lady. If you like alcohol drown some with the lady in the club and then see the fun you will get hooked to Dubai I can bet a million on that.

If you need more info PM me and I will set you up with mamasan with super hot ladies no need pay extra and service guaranteed.

Cheers.

[AssGuru]

It was the 2nd day of the long Eid holiday, and I was already feeling like new pussy. I thought of checking the regular club scene, which should be back full steam after Ramadan, but I was discouraged by the huge amount of gulf visitors everywhere. From previous experience, the prices during this period would be extremely high given the demand, and most of the stunners would already be picked up.

So I decided to keep off the clubs for now, and was going through a list of new potentials to contact. A new entry caught my attention. She was a stunner from Nam and she looked terribly similar to a girl I just saw while walking in the mall. I put on my "Inspector Gadget" hat and tried to find her again. I was in luck, as she was still windows shopping in the proximity of the area where I last saw her.

She didn't look like your regular Asian; She was barely 20, tall, with a face that remind me of Angelina Jolie when she was younger (at least an Asian version of her), and protruding lips as if created to be kissed (and other wicked stuff).

I was really hoping it would be her, so I called the number on her online profile while keeping my fingers crossed and, lo and behold, she picked up. She didn't know I was actually looking at her from far, as I was being extra cautious not to scare her away. But I knew now that it was the same girl. We discussed the terms and agreed to meet up in an hour in her apartment. Yum, I couldn't wait.

I arrived to her apartment and an older lady opened the door. She guided me to Jenny's room, where she was waiting for me in her see-through lingerie. Sure enough, it was the same girl from the mall. Little Johnny immediately sprang to attention and wanted to get out to play. She gave me a seductive smile and then french kissed me, without any introduction. Now, she claimed a girlfriend experience in her profile but this was the stuff porn movies are made of. Things don't just happen this way in real life. Whatever happened to money first and take a shower and the regular massage? Apparently, she has skipped that course in school.

She continued kissing me, while her hand found my zipper and managed to release Johnny from his cage. Freedom, at last. She started stocking me, while kissing my neck and removing my shirt. Shirt out of the way, she pushed me to bed and started sucking on my nipples while she undid my belt and took of my trouser. She asked me whether I would like to join her for a shower, and I readily accepted. It was her show, and I was not going to discourage her in any way. Once in the shower, she took off her lingerie, showing a set of gravity defying breasts, which fit perfectly with her slim toned body, and in my hands.

We washed each others' body and headed back to the master bed, were she took me deep in her mouth and started with a great BJ. She was super playful and friendly, enough to forget that she was paid pussy. I slipped on a rain coat and she rode me cowgirl style. She was twisting and vocalizing as if I was her long lost boyfriend. I was very close to climax, so I flipped her into missionary and exploded while kissing her lovely mouth.

We cuddled for a while afterwards, then we started with round 2. I decided to savor her honeypot, so I dived in as we flipped into a 69. The feeling was amazing. Her sweet taste only added to my euphoria and I was treated to an exclusive view of her pussy and ass.

We then tried doggy. She seemed to enjoy this particular position and asked me to increase my pace. I pushed the lever to full throttle and soon enough I was hammering into her from behind, as she was vocalizing in some Asian language. It went on for a few minutes before her orgasm took over and she was convulsing in front of me as I held her waist firmly with both hands and continued hammering her as if possessed till she went completely limp.

She was so loud that somebody knocked on the door and asked whether she was OK.

Johnny got her mouth's royal treatment again and I finished with an amazing CIM.

Will definitely see her again.

Total Damage: 700 + 300 Tip (She deserved more).

Overall Experience: 9.

Enjoy,

AG

[Robinsmart]

Sounds excellent and puts Dubai way above Singapore on nongering scene. Though my favorite is London. A Russian overnight with Anal with morning sex will do for me even the price is on higher end. Will try and negotiate to 2 k.

One more question: do we pay upfront or after the deed. Thanks again.

[Robinsmart]

Exactly.

Plenty of taxis to flag but you can also use Uber.

The really nice ones will quote you at least 3 K. HOnestly, if you want Russians you should go to Russia. In dubai quality and attitude tends to suck. The arabs all love Russians.

Nego only.

Sounds excellent and puts Dubai way above Singapore on nongering scene. Though my favorite is London. A Russian overnight with Anal with morning sex will do for me even the price is on higher end. Will try and negotiate to 2 k.

[Alex7J]

Gents,

You may have noticed that I only report sporadically. The reason is that I am here in Dubai with the Missus and regrettably don't get much of a chance to monger (other than AMPS) save, primarily, for summer when she departs from this sandpit.

I went to LE Meridien at Dubai Airport on Sunday night with two, seemingly, conflicting objectives: (I) To pick up a girl from Jules; and (ii) to watch the Euro football final in Dubliners. I am happy to report that I succeeded in both (admittedly I did miss about 20% of the final, not much of a loss as it was a boring game and at least I was there for the goal in extra time with Objective Number 1 at my side clearly wondering what all the fuss was about but playing along with the crowd for the sake of it.)..

Sync yourself with Russian pussy in Moscow, united nations in premiere, Paki in Mirchi and super high class freebies in crystal if you are living in DXB. For Late night or early breakfast its hues, abjaar and nasrin.

But do sync in man it a very important part of life to sync in the real world.

Cheers.

[Wicked Roger]

Next two days are more of the same but she is tied up and leashed to the bed one entire afternoon. Gets spanked when all tied up. She absolutely adored being tied up.

All in all a very exhausting long weekend. I think I need a break now from this all.

Nice FR WM.

As you seem new to this and exhaust easily best PM me her details so someone with more experience and stamina (and likely lots more 'accessories') can take the 'rein' (so to speak. Well 'leash' is a better word) LOL.

[Joe Karnavic]

Background:

I was sipping my first beer, when she sashayed into the pub with a few other 30-something MILFs for what looked like a girls' night out. The girl-next-door version of Rachael Taylor, she had dirty blonde hair, mesmerizing hazel-green eyes covered with stylish black fashion glasses, and a body to die for.

. Her lips parted slightly with a smile, as did her legs, when I touched her clit, already pulsing with anticipation. We both tried to keep face as my fingers played softly taking her knob between my knuckles and squeezing with light pressure. Above the table, her hand grabbed the pint glass with remarkable steadiness, as if her life depends on it. She brought it to her lips and took a quick gulp. Hidden below, two fingers had discovered the source of her honey and curled into her pussy with expert precision, massaging the hidden bundle of nerves that made her thighs quiver and her eyelids flutter.
.It didn't take her much to reach her peak as we were both already on the verge due to all the foreplay in the club and taxi. Barely a minute later, she shuddered in a huge climax. Her legs could not support her weight anymore so she held her hands around my neck for support. Hearing her orgasm and feeling her spasm all around my cock sent me over the edge and I exploded deep into her womb. The feeling was indescribable. It was as if her pussy was milking me dry.

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Lovely FR AssGuru, this is pure erotica, very well written.

[Syncretist]

Gents,

You may have noticed that I only report sporadically. The reason is that I am here in Dubai with the Missus and regrettably don't get much of a chance to monger (other than AMPS) save, primarily, for summer when she departs from this sandpit.

I went to LE Meridien at Dubai Airport on Sunday night with two, seemingly, conflicting objectives: (I) To pick up a girl from Jules; and (ii) to watch the Euro football final in Dubliners. I am happy to report that I succeeded in both (admittedly I did miss about 20% of the final, not much of a loss as it was a boring game and at least I was there for the goal in extra time with Objective Number 1 at my side clearly wondering what all the fuss was about but playing along with the crowd for the sake of it.).

There were very few punters in Jules, this surprised me as I recall from previous summers the bars being pretty full post Ramadan. There was a good stable of Eastern Europeans (some very pretty young ones and some MILFs who had seen better days), a couple of Africans (including a very busty Amazon of a lady from Ghana whom I suspect IAintSpecial would have been drawn to) and about a half dozen Vietnamese. Having sampled both EE and Africans in the last week since retaining my freedom I decided for Vietnamese. I chose one that looked very pretty but who had very poor English. With hindsight I think I had my beer goggles on as when I got her back to the hotel at the other end of Dubai and saw her without make-up and clothes she was older and saggier than I was expecting. Still, she was a pleasant girl (well, being honest, a pleasant MILF) and made a good effort so I won't complain. I gave her AED 1 k for her efforts.

Now I am in the mood for some EE girls. In my many years here in Dubai I have never been to Moscow Hotel but having read the reports from Alex7 J (by the way Alex, you are truly inspirational for us fellow mongers in Dubai, thanks!) I plan to do so while I still have my freedom.

Cheers,

Sync.

[Fredo24]

Planning a trip to Dubai next month so went over all the frs and there are a lot of them. I am interested in Russians only Abd have them regularly here in Singapore. Have some questions though on rules in Dubai:

1) what does whole night means? Does it means sleep and have morning sex.

Exactly.

2) can you just flag down taxi or there is any preferred app to book?

Plenty of taxis to flag but you can also use Uber.

3) I plan to bet 1-1. 5 k for Russian depending on quality for the night. Is this reasonable? I don't mind the price but don't want to be taken for ride.

The really nice ones will quote you at least 3 K. HOnestly, if you want Russians you should go to Russia. In dubai quality and attitude tends to suck. The arabs all love Russians.

4) is Anal always on the card or has to be negotiated?

Nego only.

[Robinsmart]

Planning a trip to Dubai next month so went over all the frs and there are a lot of them. I am interested in Russians only Abd have them regularly here in Singapore. Have some questions though on rules in Dubai:

1) what does whole night means? Does it means sleep and have morning sex.

2) can you just flag down taxi or there is any preferred app to book?

3) I plan to bet 1-1. 5 k for Russian depending on quality for the night. Is this reasonable? I don't mind the price but don't want to be taken for ride.

4) is Anal always on the card or has to be negotiated?

Thanks mongers.

Let me know if anyone needs any pointers in Singapore though I have London to be best mongering place.

[Poonhound69]

All in all a very exhausting long weekend. I think I need a break now from this all.

Any time you need a helping hand brother, I've got her back. .

[AssGuru]

Background:

No matter how high up the corporate ladder you climb, you will still find yourself sitting in a boring meeting with an idiot boss or customer who thinks he is the next Steve Jobs. What such an asshole seems to be missing is that, while he is definitely a petulant, rude, spiteful, and controlling idiot, who thinks nothing of publicly humiliating employees, hogging the credit for work he hadn't done, and throwing tantrums when he doesn't get his way, he does not have the "smarts" of Steve Jobs, only the rudeness. I usually tend to zoom out during such meetings and think of more pleasant things I'the rather be doing with my time, like visiting a dentist, changing a stinky [CodeWord132], walking on hot coals or even getting circumcised.

Anyway, I had just survived one of those meetings and I was exhausted, both physically and mentally. So I decided that the best way to put such an ordeal behind me and restore my faith in humanity, was to hit a club and consume a lot of booze. Being a social drinker, I invited other ill-fated mongers along and we ventured into one of the city's famous sports' bars.

The story:

I was sipping my first beer, when she sashayed into the pub with a few other 30-something MILFs for what looked like a girls' night out. The girl-next-door version of Rachael Taylor, she had dirty blonde hair, mesmerizing hazel-green eyes covered with stylish black fashion glasses, and a body to die for. She looked like she had come from work as well, dressed in a fashionable black skirt that hugged her ass as if it was painted on it, topped by a white silk blouse that did very little to hide her ample cleavage and a cropped suit jacket that matched her skirt and made her look like a naughty school teacher.

She was the most appealing of the gang, by far.

The music in the pub was not loud but, a few drinks later, she was swaying and gyrating her body with the rhythm seductively as in slow motion, which only added to her appeal and made her the center of attention in the club. Most men were checking her out by then and I was no exception. My "mental boner" was pointing strait in her direction as I tried my best to keep my part of the conversation and avoid openly gaping at her.

Our eyes met a few times and I thought I made out a hint of a smile on her lush lips but, just when I conjured enough courage to go and talk to her, another punter beat me to it and went down in flames as he was rudely dejected by her entourage as he tried to approach her. The poor bastard didn't stand a chance. I didn't venture further that night and I wasn't in the mood for paid pussy, so I left alone and ended up with the classic case of "blue balls".

Skipping forward a couple of months.

I was scheduled to attend a meeting with the account manager of a new service provider, who was pitching his company for a new project I was responsible for. The account manager walked into the room, accompanied by no other than the sexy lady from the pub. She introduced herself as "Ashley" with the cutest sluttery British accent. She had "Little Johnny" at Hello.

Introductions out of the way, they went on with their business pitching their products and services. Needless to say, I was more interested in Ashley and the promise of the services she can provide. I wasn't sure if she remembered me from the club but, if she did, she made no sign of it. A mental image of her in the club kept playing in my mind and prevented me from focusing on the conversation.

For the next few weeks, we met a few times and exchanged some work-related emails, but the tone of our communication was strictly professional. As the deadline for project closure approached, our emails became more personal and evolved into phone calls and texts with a lot of smileys and innuendos. She was definitely warmer, but she was giving me mixed signals. We had the chemistry, I was sure of that, but there was something preventing her from taking that last step. I am usually quite assertive and love a good pursuit, but I didn't want to make a blunt move and upset our work dynamics.

From our conversations, I discovered she was recently divorced and that she has been in Dubai for almost a year now. She made it clear that she needed a break and was counting on the commission she will get "when" she closes this deal to go on her long-awaited vacation. I remained non-committal initially, then decided to push my luck and increase the stakes, so I played my last card: The week before the project deadline, I mentioned that I am more inclined to award the project to another provider. Of course it was a blatant lie, as I was planning to close with her company anyway (I know, I am a bastard).

She texted me on Thursday evening asking if there is anything she can do to change my mind. I proposed we meet that evening for a drink and discuss. She didn't reply immediately, and I got secretly worried I might have crossed that invisible line. Around 11:30 PM, I received a message from her. She wanted to know where I would like to meet her, and if it was not too late. As it happens, I made other plans and I was already in a club with a few other mongers. I wasn't sure it would be the right scene for her so I hesitated for a sec, then decide to invite her to join us. I sent her the club name. It was now or never.

She readily accepted. Game on.

I was busy ordering a drink from my favorite waitress (another story) when her eyes and the eyes of everybody else around the table shifted in unison in the direction of the entrance. I followed the gazes and, voila, there she was, looking absolutely stunning. She was wearing a silky black dress, which was doing very little to hide her treasures underneath. As if not enough, it was short to a fault and, coupled with a set of high heels, made her sexy legs seem to go on forever. She arrived to our table and greeted the crowd with her signature smile, showing a set of white pearls underneath.

A naughty smile grew on my lips as our gazes met, those hazel-green lasers burning deep into my soul. I invited her to join our table as I "innocently" rested my palm on her lower back, guiding her to an empty chair beside me. She followed my lead as she placed a soft kiss on my cheek. Her subtle "Jennifer Lopez" fragrance filled my nostrils and ignited my desire with the promise of what to come.

She settled down and allowed me to introduce her to the gang. It was a bit awkward when my wing-men tried to introduce their Russian / Romanian "dates" whose names they forgot, but she took it in the right spirit. I couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between her and the other "ladies" around the table. From one side, there was the "Eastern Block" girls in their mid-20's, somehow snob, trying to look sophisticated by drinking white wine, while constantly demanding the attention of their companions. On the other side was "Ashley", who exuded class and sex appeal without even trying that hard. Funny enough, she ordered a pint of beer. I should have known it then and there. She was my type of girl.

Soon enough my fellow mongers went back to their business attending to their respective companions, and I had "Ashley" all to myself. Our conversation was short and sweet, and I discovered she is quite witty and sarcastic and a pleasure to talk to. We ordered a few more rounds before she excused herself to the ladies' room. When she came back a few minutes later, she had a naughty sparkle in her eyes. She was up to something mischievous but I just couldn't put my hand on it.

I decided to test the waters, so I placed a hand on her knee. She put her hand on mine and, just when I thought she was about to remove it, guided my hand higher up her thigh, pushing her dress up under the table. The ever increasing heat warmed my hand as it crept closer to the prize and then I suddenly realized her kinky secret. She had gone commando. My pinkie was first to sample her wetness, glossy and slick, excessively coating her pussy. Her lips parted slightly with a smile, as did her legs, when I touched her clit, already pulsing with anticipation. We both tried to keep face as my fingers played softly taking her knob between my knuckles and squeezing with light pressure. Above the table, her hand grabbed the pint glass with remarkable steadiness, as if her life depends on it. She brought it to her lips and took a quick gulp. Hidden below, two fingers had discovered the source of her honey and curled into her pussy with expert precision, massaging the hidden bundle of nerves that made her thighs quiver and her eyelids flutter.

I don't think any of my fellow mongers really blamed me for leaving early that night, but I suspect many of them wanted to strangle me and take my place, as I guided her out of the club and into a cab. We decided to head to her flat, as it was closer to the club. She was very touchy-feely in the taxi, and the driver was eyeing us through the back mirror suspiciously. We probably didn't look like an old married couple returning home.

We barely made it to her apartment.

As soon as the door closed behind us, we pounced on each other. I kissed her hard, pressing her body against the door, grabbing fistfuls of her wavy hair and expressing my desire to fuck her madly as if there is no tomorrow. She hungrily returned my kiss and let me explore her lush lips and sweet tongue. She was already wet in anticipation and I was sporting a huge erection which, if not released, threatened to break through my trousers. I unzipped and entered her then and there. No time to get undressed, not even time to get a condom on (I know, stupid). It was wild. We fucked like teenagers in heat, still in the standing position.

It didn't take her much to reach her peak as we were both already on the verge due to all the foreplay in the club and taxi. Barely a minute later, she shuddered in a huge climax. Her legs could not support her weight anymore so she held her hands around my neck for support. Hearing her orgasm and feeling her spasm all around my cock sent me over the edge and I exploded deep into her womb. The feeling was indescribable. It was as if her pussy was milking me dry.

She excused herself to the bathroom to take a shower and I followed suite after she was done. I wasn't sure what to expect next, so I put on a bathrobe and walked out hoping for the best.

There she was, in bed, wearing nothing but a smile.

Note 1: It was a strange first for me but we physically couldn't "uncouple" for almost a minute after the act. We literary had to wait for my manhood to subside before we could separate. Did any of you mongers experience this before?

Note 2: I have used a fake name in this FR to protect the identity of the person involved.