Dubai Reports

[GroinStrain]

was out last night with my ethiopian friend who mentioned that metropolitan was now allowing african and prc girls back in. prior to taking a possibly abortive visit there tonight, is anyone able to confirm or deny her information?

brief summary of last nights events as follows

10.00 ish after checking into ramada decided to take a walk to the submarine bar at the dhow palace hotel with my regular summer gf. after walking the complete ground floor of the hotel with no sign of the place was guided down the car park ramp to the bar entrance. no charge on the door but offer of 50dhs for 5 drink vouchers. went inside and practically empty. i was sure i had read that there was a band in the bar but this is not the case, only a dj. i wasn't going to waste the vouchers so we stayed around for a while. after half an hour there were 3 prc wgs in the bar and about 10 guys. my gf told me she had seen some of the girls working previously in highland hotel. by 11 it was still quiet so we decided to cut our losses and leave. maybe it is a wg hotspot later on but somehow i doubt it.

next stop chelsea hotel and tia maria, another new bar for me. packed with mainly filipinos and no real sign of any wg action. couple of nice looking girls in the band but that was about it. after listening to the guys droning on in tagalog for 15 minutes and reading out requests we decided to move onto seaview.

probably about 12 ish arrived at seaview and got waved in by security with a welcome back handshake. this after telling my gf i dont often go there. probably 70/30 m/f ratio. couple of africans mainly prc and a handful of pi. spotted a couple of cute pi who have been there on and off since last summer and some lovely new girls i have not spotted before. was getting too busy by 1.30 ish we went to the music room.

music room, mainly full of guys with a few wg rep001tered along the bar. i think mostly african but i was pissed by this stage. had a row with the gf so left at 2.30 for fun at the ramada with her after i had calmed down. walked past rumours and there were a few guys leaving with their prc conquests for the night.

tonight may try the york and see who or what is about. pi top of the list so ratsky's may get a look in. trouble is i can't take them back to my place this year and ramada was 550dhs last night so i cant do that every night. previous experience was that pi rarely have a place to take you for st. please correct me if i am wrong.

[Capt Kirk]

Well I was going to try St George soon for 'Arabesque' girls (yes, CIS, but most dye their hair black and wear Arabesque make-up to attract the locals and Saudis who frequent the place). But I think I've changed my mind. What prices were they asking? Thanks for the report. Useful info.

They were asking for 1500 a night or 1000 for two hours. But it was really the poor attitude. They make you wait as they go talk to to other guys and they also ask you to come upstairs to the club. The uzbek girl goes by the name shereen and she is hot, short and petite with green eyes/bleached blonde hair. But avoid her if you can. She was a super *****. She started playing dumb and acting like she doesnt know english. Also, started arguing in the cab about what hotel I was going to and how she was afraid of the police, which made me look stupid. Not to mention how uncooperative she was in bed, and kept getting phone calls from her "boss. " At first she told me to call the receptionist for a lighter and that she didn't have condoms. Later it turned it out she had them with her.

The worst experience I've ever had, the day after I had the best experience with the half persian/arab girl. Which leads me to conclude that perhaps it isn't necessarily the best looking girls who give the best service.

[Piper1]

Welcome back Steve - first posts here in more than two years, and you're back with a bang (several bangs). Hard work, but someone's gotta do it.
Keep it up!

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Arabesque and Arab girls.

... I went to St. George to try middle eastern flavor. It turns out the St. George is all CIS, with a good mix of Armenian and Persians. I tried a nice Russian girl who spent the night. She was real pretty but did not do BJ. The next night I went back to the St. George and tried a thick Uzbeki girl. She wasnt much to write home about.

A few nights later I sampled the Radisson in Deira. The bars had lots of Russians and Ukrainians. I noticed an arab looking girl. It turns out she was half arab (morocco) and half persian. She was wild, a real freak. A true professional, she was.

The next day, I went to St. George again and took back a very pretty Uzbeki girl. She was terrible. Very bad attitude. She was always arguing and wanted things like cigarettes, drinks, etc. Which leads me to say, that the St. George sucks. The place is a scam with the girls urging you to go the disco upstairs and basically stay and buy stuff at the bar. None of the girls from St. George gave BJ. I would recommend the bars at the Radisson instead.

But overall, I am impressed with the quality available and abundance in Dubai, despite the high prices.

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Well I was going to try St George soon for 'Arabesque' girls (yes, CIS, but most dye their hair black and wear Arabesque make-up to attract the locals and Saudis who frequent the place) - but I think I've changed my mind. What prices were they asking? Thanks for the report - useful info.

If you like Arab girls, there are some Lebanese and Moroccan hotties at places such as Boudoir Club Jumeira (a drop-dead georgous Morroccan was offering her services 2000 all night). Also some hot Lebanese girls at Ciros Pomodora Restaurant at Le Meridien Mina Seyahi. It's an Italian restaurant but transforms into a happening club around midnight. Food is great too!

[Steve Dubai]

7am alarm sounds and I awoke to a more GFE PRCAngi than a few days ago – more cuddly – more playful – which sort of led to a more preferable (and more sweaty!) wake-up call than the usual alarm clock. Having sewn my seeds – quickly jumped in the shower and got dressed for work. PRCAngi was taking her time, and whilst I was trying to get dressed, kept trying to unbutton my shirt – when she got to unzip my trousers it was no good – round 2 ensued.

I eventually kicked her out at 8.45am, whilst trying to manage an increasing barrage of calls from the office as to my whereabouts, and the lame “bad traffic” excuse wearing thin by now.

Struggled through the day and somehow managed to stay awake until 6pm, when I arrived at the hotel and crashed out for a hour and a half. With it being a Thursday night – I want a better night than the previous week. My criteria and methods to select a girl does not work too well on such a night, and I have to resort to Plan B – I called PRCLisa and “booked” her for the night, she agreeing that she would wait for me at the Seaview.

9.30pm and I’m down at the Music Room again. Place is packed full (80% M / 20% F) and I find what must have been the only spot at the bar left. I see 6 or 7 girls with their “dates” for the night, including a couple of extremely nice looking PI girls with their bald sugar daddy’s (where do they find them?).

10pm I get a text from PRCLisa asking what time I will be at the Seaview, as she is already there. I tell her in 30 minutes or so (Not enough time for her to risk a ST, but long enough for me to have another relaxing beer).

The Rock Spiders finish their set and I leave to grab a taxi. Takes ages to find one - almost considered walking the 2 or 3km – but it’s just too humid. I get to the Seaview and I’m waved passed the doorman, escaping the entry charge. Inside the place is about 70% full (60% M / 40% F), 60 % PRC, 30% African, 10% CIS – did not see any PI girls at this point in time.

Walked around the place, but could not see PRCLisa – did she really risk a ST? – send an SMS (no point in calling as would not be able to hear a thing) and wait for an answer. The 3ft something waitresses are all concerned that I’m not in possession of a beer yet – I hold out for a few more minutes (I have no idea why I’m doing this! – is it for the attention?). I get a nudge in the back, and turn to find PRCLisa there – and she is looking good as usual.

I order drinks (to the applause of the waitresses) and eventually find a spot at a “reserved” table whose booker had not yet arrived. Band is playing and we enjoy the music and the occasional antics of one of the regular guys walking around the dance floor. Its now 11.30pm and the place is packed. Must be 70% M / 30% F and feels damm good to have a good looking girl’s arm around your waist.

At the table next to us are two guys with their “dates” – and good looking dates they are too. I seem to recognize the thinner one as a previous Jockeys regular who would appear to have graduated to Seaview rates (She always stood out in Jockeys as one of the better looking PRC’s – never had the pleasure myself though.) Lisa and this girl start to chat off and on and I give a nod to the guy she is with, but seems like he just stares through me – no skin off my nose anyway.

Two of Lisa’s flat mates pass by and say hello – I buy them a drink and let them chat together whilst I negotiate the journey to the bathroom. Place is heaving now, 80% M / 20% F and not many pickings left around the pool table area. I notice a few of the PI girls near the video machine – but not very good lookers. Finish up in the bathroom and notice an empty Cialis sachet on the sink – cannot help to wonder if any LE guy would brand this as “drugs” in a raid.

I negotiate myself back to Lisa and its now become too busy past enjoyment. I look at my watch and its 1am – so its back to my place for the next level of fun and entertainment. Takes us a while to find a taxi, which we have to get from the front side of the hotel on the main road.

Back in the room, the soft music is on and I get one of the best BBBJ’s of this series, culminating in an explosion in her mouth – wherein she must have swallowed the lot given there was no quick bathroom visit or spitting into tissues afterwards. A good meal DATY gave her first orgasm of the night and allowed my tool to re-fill before he was called into action again.

Not sure what time it was when the lights went out – but I sure slept good and deep.

[Steve Dubai]

I’ve checked back into the Ramada. The concierge checks my room and I notice the mini bar is empty. I tell him to get it re-stocked, as I guess the previous occupant cleaned it out, and I don’t want to end up with an argument on check-out. I test the safe & it does not work…..call the operator who sends an engineer. He looks at the safe & tells me I need to call the Front Desk. Call front desk and they send me a security guy, but he needs the engineer again. They cannot get the thing to work properly, so they have to change the whole safe.

I settle down and ponder where to go tonight. I think about making it a CIS night – perhaps Rockafellas.

I’m ready by 9.15pm and decide to try the new Royal Ramee Hotel next to Maktoum Bridge. I jump into a taxi and before the guy has chance to click the meter, he gets a job request and I have to get out otherwise he’ll get fined. I eventually find another taxi and its only a 10 minute ride to the place.

Walk into the lobby and there is not a soul in the Chinese restaurant in the lobby. They also have a steakhouse next to the reception, with a weird entrance – it is as if you are walking into the back store area. I see the sign for 3 other outlets on the mezzanine level. One is a Pakistani Restaurant (called Simply Karachi), there is an Indian restaurant which offers a daily buffet, then coverts into a DJ Disco at 11.30pm – “entrance fee is Dhs 75 for single guys” - says the Russian hostess - weird set-up – but gives an indicator that this is a late night CIS joint.

I walk the other side to the Sports Bar – huge place and pretty busy. Full of Indian / Pakistani nationals watching the India / Pakistan cricket match. I stayed for a beer, but without a band, no female company or eye-candy I did not stay for a second.

I sit in the lobby and rack my brains as to where to go. Its now 9.45pm and its too early for Rockafellas, too late for the Music Room or Jockeys. I notice an Indian guy enter the lobby with a fairly cute PI girl wearing a short skirt. He is walking briskly, straight ahead. As he approaches the far side of the reception, I notice the two concierge guys stand to attention. The larger one shouts out at the top of his voice – “Excuse me sir, you know you cannot bring these girls to your room – she must leave or I’ll call security”…… ….I guess they’re not GF then.

I am still pondering where to go. I end up thinking of Ratskys and think I’ll go for a beer or two – there’s no where else that really appeals. 10 minutes alter I am walking into the place, there is a guy paying an entrance fee, but I’m waved through. Inside and the place is about 20% full. 50%M / 50% F – mainly couples / groups. I walk to the far bar area and there are no girls there. I see one good looking girl sitting in the corner next to the first bar as you walk in.

I order a beer and the band start their moves. The place starts to fill up very nicely, and quite a number of PI girls clearly on the game arrive. The ratio must be about 60% M / 40% F. I move around the two bars, ordering a few more beers, but cannot really pick-out a girl I like. They’re all wearing jeans that make their hips / bottom look big and fairly bland tops – what is it with this nationality?

Time moves on and its Midnight. It’s a good busy place, with lots of PI girls available and smiling – but somehow nothing is giving me the urge to make a move. I have one more beer and make one last walk around. I see one I would jump at – but she is already occupied. A very good looker arrives in a nice dress, but she already has a date.

1am and I decide the only way I an going to get a shag tonight is by getting my arse down to the York.

1.15am and I’m in the place – no entrance fee. Must be about 50% full. I talk a walk around and am approached by a couple of Africans and a couple of PRC’s – but too quick for me. I see PRCAngi and she comes and chats to me. I’m hesitant as I know our last encounter did not really end well. I tell her I’m looking for my friend and she seems to get the real message.

I walk around to the pool tables, and don’t really see anything that strikes out. I’ve had quite a few beers now, and realize there’s no time for much “get to know you” chat. I am standing at one of the tables and PRCAngi sees me and comes over again. In my mind I decide to take her – she has a hot body and am not looking for much morning action given I have work anyway.

2am and we leave for some adult antics, which were thoroughly enjoyable once again – BBBJ, DATY, Cowgirl, Reverse cowgirl (which she really enjoyed watching herself in the mirror) and Mish. When she orgasmed her vagina muscles spasm'd so tight I thought my dick was going to get cut-off!!

[Steve Dubai]

I am woken by my phone ringing. I am in a deep sleep so have no idea what time it is. I glance at the clock – its 4.45am – who can be calling at this time? Look at the phone – holy s**t … …it’s the wife. I answer the phone, but at the same time I am disorientated and can sense I am speaking slowly. I am hoping PRCAngi will not make any sound. The call lasts a few minutes. I’m fast asleep again within minutes.

I open my eyes again at 10am. I look over at PRCAngi and she is so beautiful. I am thinking she would be good for my daytime playmate today. She awakes and we chat for a while. I sense something has changed and she is more “sober” and less affectionate / GFE touches than last night.

I make a couple of subtle moves to initiate some morning action, but each one is met by a subtle rejection. I try one last time and she seems to get the message, although I am not too comfortable if she is not in the mood. She fast wants the condom and produces some KY. We get into the action, but was a complete starfish session – she resisted all attempts at anything other than Mish position.

I dived into the shower and got dressed. I had lost interest in her now and told her I had errands to run and it was time she left. I dropped Dhs 800 in her pocket and she seemed happy with that.

It’s now 9pm and, like clockwork, I’m ready for action. I decide I’ll venture down to Ratsky’s tonight, but its too early, so I end up at the Music Room again. Same PRC & African girls there. Order a beer and enjoy the band.

10pm and I leave for Ratskey’s. Outside I find a taxi very quickly. After a few seconds I can feel a wet sensation in my arse. I put my hand and feel that the seat is wet. I say to the driver what is this – he says the previous customer dropped a bottle of water – well thanks for warning me when I got in. Now I have a large wet patch on my jeans. No way am I going any where like this, so about turn back to the Hotel. Up to my room and get out the hairdryer to dry the jeans off.

10.30pm and I’m back on the road again. Arrive at Ratkseys, walk through the door without paying the entrance. Inside and they’ve changed the place since my last visit. Gone is the long bar, replaced by a recessed cocktail table area. Place is about 20% full – 50% M / 50% F. All the girls are PI, whilst I would say 50% of the guys are PI, with the rest appearing Arab (not local) & Indian.

I make my way to the back bar near the pool table and notice 2 girls sitting at the bar. I order a beer. After a couple of minutes one of the girls say “hi” and introduces herself. I would rate her a 6 / 7 – but again wearing jeans and a bland top. She has a nice personality, and openly tells me she is a working lady. As we pause in our talking, she turns and starts chatting to another guy (whom she knows) – she apologizes and says she has to “entertain” him as he is her friend – whatever. Strange thing is she starts to chat with me 10 minutes later – she obviously needs a bit more skill & tact in trying to keep more than one option available to her. As pleasant as she is, this is not working. Her friend is not better in the rating scale.

The band start strutting their stuff and I order another beer. There are a couple of cute waitresses, and I notice a couple more girls arrive, but no better on the rating scale. It’s now 11.30pm and the place is only 40% full, so I decide to cut my loses and head down to the Seaview, after all I don’t really want a heavy night as I have to be up for work in the morning.

Get to the Seaview and pass the security without paying the entrance. Inside the place is about 40% full – 50% M / 50% F. I find a spot at one of the tables opposite the dance floor. I can see a couple of PRC girls across the room looking in my direction. I only glance as I want to check them out before I give any indication of interest. One of them appears a good looker – and is sort of familiar – or is it just the looks - although she is the other side of the room and it’s not exactly a brightly lit area.

My phone rings – its from PRCLisa (a previous “catch” back in April) – I instantly realize the good looker is PRCLisa – I look over and laugh – she comes over – wow – she is good looking. We get chatting and it is not long before my arm is around her waist. She has such a beautiful smile. I notice some PI girls arrive, and get looks from the girl who shrugged me off the other night – hope she realizes her mistake now.

It’s almost 1am now – and I say lets go. We find a taxi outside, negotiate the “drive-through” penalty at the lobby security and into the room. Always good to re-ignite old acquaintances and was probably that bit better than last time with her. Great BBBJ, DATY, Cowgirl, Mish and a few others including the feeling of her having two uncontrollable orgasmic shakes – great.

7am and my alarm rings loud – not easy to kick out such a beautiful naked girl that is cuddled up next to you – especially when she wants me to stay – so we compromise – another intense session to keep me for another 45 minutes, then I kick her out.

[Steve Dubai]

as my eyes open up in the morning, her rating drops from a 7 to a 5 (where did i put those beer goggles!!) and although i was looking for a daytime playmate – this was not going to be the day i have one.

as i lay in bed, the only way i was going to get some daytime fun was by visiting tgi thursday. i have taken a few girls from this place and slightly put off from going as not only is this place pretty much hit & miss with the quality i look for, but to go through the rejection of previous “take-outs” consumes a lot of time and stops other potential hopefuls from approaching.

i look over to the girl next to me – she is still asleep – its still 9am – i cannot remember her name. i have no longer any interest in her – i wake her up and tell her its time for her to go. i put dhs 700 on the top of her bag – she seemed ok with that amount. i did not even take her number as i know there will be no repeat business here.

i take off to city centre – do a few errands and catch a coffee in starbucks to watch the comings and goings for an hour. by 1pm i am heading down to tgi thursday. i get there around 1.30pm and the car park is packed – i give dhs10 to the security guy and give him my car keys.

walking into the bar, the place is pretty full – my guess around 80%. i am lucky and find a spot at the bar. no sooner have i made the 5 steps from the door to the bar i have two prc’s behind me giggling and touching my arm. usual questions (i should make a recording and just play it back each time – would save a lot of energy!) and i quickly rate them a 6.

i would guess the ratio is 50% m / 50%f, and while the bar area is pretty full, the back area would appear to be half empty. of the girls there, would guess 70% prc, 20% cis and 10% african – would rate them generally 4 – 7’s with the odd 8. i see a nice looking prc girl sitting across the bar, she is looking at me, but she is already with a guy. she continues staring – not smiling – strange – but leave it alone as she is already “taken”. a group of guys next to me get approached and they generally laugh off the approaches – i can see they are just there for a few beers and a bit of fun banter with the girls.

a prc girl approaches me – i have taken her before – we chat for 10 or 15 minutes - i guess she sensed i will not be taking her so we bids her farewell. i see prcnana arrive – another girl i have taken a few times in the past. she approaches one of the guys in then group next to me – and i guess she did not see me – they are having some jokes/ laughs which the girls are quite amused by. my phone rings and start to fumble for it, and get myself ready to make a quick step outside, thinking it is the wife calling. it stops ringing – i look at the screen and see it i a missed call from prcnana. i look at her and she sheepishly smiles – we exchange nods and winks – but she is already now with this guy. does not really bother me as i am looking for something else – but make her believe by some other mannerism that i would have taken her.

its now 3pm and the place is starting to thin out. a few more prc’s and cis girls arrive, but nothing that rocks my boat, so decide to call it quits and keep my energy for the evening.

6pm and i hit the road from my villa near the dubai marina to the ramada. only takes me 35 minutes. park the car and trot over the road for a quick burger at macdonalds, and whilst eating observe the show being performed in the shopping mall with what seemed like teenage kids. whilst this must have been a big event for the kids concerned, somehow does come across as being rather amateurish when promoted under the dss promotion.

9pm and i’m ready for action. i am keeping clear of jockeys as i don’t want to be cornered by prcshushu, after all the place is not exactly big enough that you can avoid anyone. i go to the music room again for a beer and get a table next to the dining area. place is about 30% full, same prc & african girls are there. band starts and i get another beer. i noticed 3 pi girls arrive with a guy – and damm good looking girls they are too – how does he do that ?

band finish their first set and i decide to walk down to the york. as i am walking past choithram a guy is sitting on the window ledge. he asks me if i am looking for a girl – “i have pretty girls - give good massage” – for a second i think am i in bangkok? – but no and have never had this approach before here – but easily could be an le trap of some sort – so just shake my head and keep walking.

get to the york, pass the security without having to pay the entrance – top of the stairs and get felt up by the bouncer as i walk through the metal detector. every time i walk through these large doors, i always get taken slightly aback by the sheer size of the place and the gaggle of ladies viding for your attention the instant you walk through. should i go left into the prc arena, or right into the african arena? – i am tempted to go right, as i know some pi’s can be found somewhere there. i go left – not because of an urge to fall into the 100’s of outstretched arms of the prc, - but because i’m dying for a [CodeWord140].

place must be about 70% full. my guess is 60% prc, 30% african, 10% cis – with a 70%f / 30% m mix. this place has all ratings of girls from a 3 – 10 – what a meat market!

i walk briskly, finding the right speed to avoid getting block in by the expert maneuverings of the prc army. once i’m 300ml lower in fluids, i walk past the long bar. i notice quite a few prc bleached blond a-listers with one or two quite eye catching african girls. i even came across a whitney housten look a like. i bump into prctang – a past “catch” and although nice eye-candy – am looking for newer pastures – i wish i had the balls to tell them to their face instead of the “i’m not sure i’m taking a girl tonight” bull***t i end up saying. i made my way to the small bar and found a spot at a table, close to the video machine. there were 3 pi girls playing the machine.

my beer arrived from a cute pi waitress. i had been here two minutes already and had not been approached once – strange – is this a sign of the night to come? i watched the pi girls play the machine – would rate them a 6 / 7. settled on the idea that in a couple of beers time would be best to approach them. strange how the majority of these pi girls do not “dress-up” – always wearing “practical” jeans and a bland top.

the band is playing and there are a few guys dancing on the dance floor. an argument breaks out between two african girls – they start pushing each other and the security guys come and calm things down. i am just about to finish my beer and walk the circuit, when suddenly i see her…….wow……she is one of two prc girls that stop next to me. they have not initially stopped to talk to me, but are talking amongst themselves. she looks at me – my heart beats faster…..i can feel the adrenalin pumping – we smile at each other. we’ll call her prcangi

i waste no time (strange for me!) and start the conversation. being the perfect actress she knows how to play the gfe – i’ve let my hard exterior down and she can sense my lust for her. her english is pretty good for a 20 year old and we are getting on well together. she moves closer and knows i’m wrapped around her little finger now. we order some drinks and its clear am hooked and trapped.

without any mention of “how much” we leave. we get outside and jump in a taxi “to the ramada” i tell the guy. “no way” he says. “i’ve been waiting here an hour for this – you get another taxi”. “no way” i say “you have to take me or i’ll report you”. he begrudgingly drives – and i feel kind of sorry for him – so i pay him dhs 20 for a dh 7 ride, which seems to make him a little more content.

the security guy in the lobby is my friend now. we exchange knowing smiles and pleasantries, but they really should carry a mobile scanner to reduce this “waiting of shame” in the lobby.

up in the room and she wants a shower – but insists that i have one first. now i’m all for cleanliness but this really takes away some of the gfe as i do like to take it slow with a girl, undressing each other, dfk, etc – showering does take all this away and starts to become a bit too mechanical for me.

showers over with and we’re quickly down to the main event – a bit too quick for my liking. but i’m all tanked up with a hard-on, so away we went. a good session, cbj and a large wet patch left behind gave me the impression she must have enjoyed it. once we were done, she asked if i would like her to stay or go. i told her to stay, wherein she proceeded to go to the bathroom remove her make-up and put creams on – is this a fast forward to marriage????

[Steve Dubai]

Finally the weeks work has finished, the US corporate boys are leaving town and I am looking forward to a weekend of booze & sex.

After dropping some of the US head office guys at the Burj Al Arab for a tour, I hit the SZR at 4.30pm towards Bur Dubai. I rarely get on this section of the highway at this time of day, and although traffic moves slowly, a noticeable increase in volume since last year. It takes me 30 minutes to travel the 15 or so kilometers from I/C 4 to the Bur Dubai Police station, then another 45 minutes to finish the last 5 Km. When will this bl***y metro system finish ?!?! – is it really going to be our saviour?

Arrive at the Ramada, pulling up at the front door. I get out of the car & tell the concierge guy I am checking-in – he offered to take my bag – I leave the car engine running, get my folder and ask him for the valet parking ticket. “Sorry sir, we do not do valet parking!” – WTF I thought – must be the only 4 or 5 star hotel in Dubai that do not do this. No big deal really as their car park is just around the corner – and its free when you stay at the hotel – just that you’re so used to the facility being available.

Get checked in and I crash out for an hour and a half. By just after 9pm I am all fresh and ready to hit the town.

Decide to take a look at the Music Room first. Walk the short distance to the Majestic Hotel and am walking through the door at 9.30pm. Inside and the place is about 70% full, and the band have already started their set. Not much in terms of P4P here – obviously controlled very well at the door - notice 2 PRC girls and 2 African girls sitting at the back bar.. One or two more PRC’s are with their “dates” – and that is about it. Find a spot at the bar and order a beer. Band is excellent as usual, with some good pieces from Scorpions and AC/DC.

Band finish their set at 10.15pm and I realize that today being Thursday, you have to be quick to get a good “catch”. I decide to hit the Seaview given its previous good mix of band / songs/ and available girls. I am waiting outside the Music Room for a taxi, when one draws up. Out get two fairly cute PI girls – with one of them giving me a nice smile as she walks past. What should I do ? – go after them ?– after all I had seen reports of PI girls available in the Music Room – or continue to the Seaview ? – decided that chasing two PI girls in a room full of about 100 blokes, when I’m not even sure they are available, is just trying to “chase my tail” – I stick to plan and jump in the taxi.

I get to the Seaview, and being a Thursday comes as no surprise that I’m asked to pay the Dhs 50 entrance, although it does include a drink. Whilst I am paying I notice two PI girls chatting, waiting for their friends to arrive before they go in.

I walk up the stairs and I’m in…….surprised as its only about 40% full. My guess is 60% F / 40% M. Mix would be 60% PRC, 30% African, 10% CIS. I’m surprised at the low numbers of CIS, and would generally rate the girls 5 – 8’s with one at a 9. All tables are occupied, but find a spot at one of them. The band is already playing – with the same female guitarist as last year.

Across from me are 3 PRC girls. One of them I would rate a 9, wearing a nice black dress, but as usual I hesitate from making a quick move and take my time surveying the scene. I notice a couple of bleached blond “A” lister Rattler / Cyclone refugee’s. I quickly order my second beer and notice a couple of PI girls arrive. I exchange a few smiles and passing jokes with one, but she doesn’t really rock my boat so I leave her be.

Its 11.30pm now and the place is pretty full. My guess is 60% M / 40% F. The PRC girl in the black dress is still available - but unlike other PRC girls she is not going up chatting to guys – she seems to be playing the CIS tactic and waiting for approaches – maybe this puts her in a higher asking price position?

More PI girls arrive and I take a fancy to one of them – we exchange a few smiles and I go over to chat to her. We exchange the usual pleasantries and we seem to be getting on well. Chatting and joking. After about 15 minutes things go strange - I enquire what sort of rent contribution she is looking for – she tells me Dhs 700. Realizing this is a Thursday night, and last year the PI girls were asking Dhs 400, this seems a steep jump. I look around for a few minutes and realize the M/ F ratio is not getting any better, so think that Dhs 700 is going to be the deal. During this minute or two she has suddenly sat down with her friends. I go over and ask her if she is still interested – and she say she is going with a regular client. At this point I blame myself for not giving a quick “yes” – although later on in the evening I see her still marketing herself – not sure why she had a sudden change of mind – maybe it was not meant to be.

It’s now 12.30 – ratio of M / F is now pretty dire. Beer goggles are fully in place and its my mission to get a half decent girl before all options run out. The PRC in the black dress has gone, likewise her two friends. There are a couple of busty PRC’s sitting at the bar and wonder why they have not been picked up yet – but before I chat to them I make a circuit around the room. Pickings now very slim – hardly any girls at all in the far corner, a few CIS and African girls – I notice 5 or 6 guys dancing on the dance floor.

Back at the bar I chat to the best looking of the 3 PRC’s that are available. She has a good personality and shows some good GFE touches would rate her a 7 – so we’re off. Nothing is mentioned about price.

Back at the Hotel and it’s the customary hold up in the lobby for the passport copy. Back in the room she’s very playful, good BBBJ and a great session in various positions.

[Steve Dubai]

Arrive 11.30am and on time (3 hours before departure) at the airport to drop the family. We are the first at the check-in queue and counters have not opened yet. Wife quizzes me why they are checking in so early, and reassure her I read in the paper that everyone was being advised to check-in 3 hours before. They get checked-in, and wave them off.

Drive down to the Ramada and check-in at 1pm, preparing myself for some lunchtime action at TGI Thursdays. I check over the room and get back downstairs to my car when my phone rings. It’s the wife. She tells me there has been a 1 hour delay. Flight will now depart at 4pm. I decide to forgo any visit to TGI Thursdays as I know the wife will keep calling until the flight takes off – and she will get suspicious if she hears the sound of music and female talk/laughter in the background.

Being slightly dejected I drive back home to get an overnight bag. With work pressures at a peak this week, my next P4P outing will be on Thursday night, thus wanted a good first day induction – this is not going to plan so far.

It’s now 8pm. I’m showered, shaved with nice smelly after shave and a clean pair of underwear – so where am I thinking of going ? – none other than the classy Jockeys. Walk down from Ramada – weather is humid, but just about bearable without breaking into too much of a sweat. Get to the door and the security guys let me in without paying the entrance. Place is pretty full – my guess about 80%. Would guess there is a 69% F / 40% M ratio. Of the girls would guess 40% PRC / 40% CIS and 20% African. Clearly more PRC than I am used to – is this a result of the Rattler ban?. Would rate the CIS contingent 4-7 – with some more mature ones if that is you thing. PRC’s IMO rate 5 – 8’s.

I find a spot at the corner of the dance floor and share a table with a guy. Order a beer and is not long before a PRC girl tries her luck, but with a rating of 5 and with no beer goggles on, she had no chance. A group of guys on the table next to me are giving the girls some fun banter.

I notice a couple of PRC girls across the room making noticeable efforts to look in my direction. I did not want to give anything more than a glance in return – its too early to have a couple stuck to me if I haven’t had chance to check them out first. Another beer arrives and I get chance to survey most of the girls in the place. A PRC comes and starts talking. I would rate her a 6, however as there have been a couple of beers that have passed through my throat, and she seems pleasant with reasonable English – we start chatting. The inevitable question of massage arises and I politely decline – beers goggles would have to be pretty thick before I fall for this one.

She calls her friend over, nice figure, huge boobs, wearing a shortish black dress – would rate her an 8. PRCShuShu is what she’ll be known as, and she has a fun personality, good English and quite a rusky deeper voice than most PRC’s – which kind of attracted me somehow.

I offered drinks and she’s into the wine. Her friend quietly disappears, realizing the “two for One” offer doesn’t work on someone who has been around for over 10 years. We are clearly getting on together. Time is now 11pm. With work tomorrow, its too late to go to a club, but too early to call it a night. I say lets go to the Ramada Pub and we’re off.

We walk the short distance back to my hotel, across reception and somehow avoid the security guy. Up to the Old Vic and have a drink before retiring to my room for the evenings activities.

Great session, although when the packaging came off, there is clearly an extra tyre belt hidden with some fairly unattractive corset type underwear that has to be negotiated before getting to the main event – great natural DD’s though and a great sight watching in the cupboard mirror doing reverse cow girl.

Repeat business – maybe not – although could see myself after a few beers falling for that personality and rusky voice!

[Steve Dubai]

After some prompting from Piper, I finally found a proxy bypass that allows me to access this site without comming up on our company’s firewall. I will post my Third Series of reports on my annual bachelor life – having been posting on another forum, there are a few days of catch-up – so I apologise for the initial barrage of reports -Pity about the limited number of smilies on this site.


My bachelor days this year span a whopping 47 days – and with another year on the body clock have decided that I will keep my P4P activities to Wed – Sat nights, giving me 3 nights to recover before any “brewers droop” sets in from excessive alcohol intake.

My “base” this year will the Ramada Hotel, Bur Dubai. Although the Sheraton 4pts is slightly cheaper (Dhs 50 per room per night less), the room at the Ramada is far more comfortable, free parking (and less hassle finding a space), with a relaxing Pub / band alternative to take a “date” to. They also give Free entrance & one free drink into Rumours nightclub.

[Warbucks]

Finally got my company to send me home via Dubai so first opportunity to sample the 'delights'on offer.

I Was staying at 4 points, so kept it simple with a short walk to the York.

Got straight in, no cover charge, gave a greeting and a nod to the door man and walked straight upstairs; dunno if this is normal as a couple of guys in front of me seemed to be paying?

As it was my first time I wasn't entirely sure what to expect but it was more or less as described in other reports; mixture of African, PRC, few CIS and a group of Filipinas. It seemed quite busy but can't really to compare it with anything else.
It could have been very easy to dive straight in but decided to take my time. After a couple of beers and quite a few approaches, ended up standing at the bar next to a pretty young ethiopian named Meroh (said she was 21; pic will be posted later); she was curvy with big boobs & was laughing at me fending off a particularly persistent PRC so we began to chat.

I threw in the few words of Amharic I've picked up and we were soon negiotiating.
As I needed to leave for airport at 4am couldn't fit in a full overnight, finally agreed 3 hours for DH 600, slightly more than others had offered but she was cute!

Back to hotel no problems quick freshen up and down to business, which is when things started to unravel a little.

She looked great undressed, nice ass and those big boobs all nice and firm but when it came to the nitty gritty she was quite hard work. Didn't want to kiss, no oral (half expected that) and generally seemed to be making every effort to stay in control and not enjoy things. Still after some DATY, sex in various positions followed, but again as soon as I seemed to be getting her 'warmed up' she wanted to stop!!
Once finished we chatted some more and I was looking forward to round two, however she became even more distant and was soon fully dressed. Things were becoming a chore so told her she should go and paid her DH 300.

She tried to insist on DH 400 but one shot in just over an hour and an average performance didn't deserve anything more than that IMHO.

So my first trip to Dubai was a qualified success but could have been a lot better, I think. Shame as she was quite cute, just didn't seem interested in having fun or it might just have been me!

Maybe I'll try a different flavour next time around with hopefully a better attitude.

DF

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The Africans and PRCs for the most part can be like that. Even though on my last visit I had one African from Seychelles (Gigantic Ass) that wasn’t half bad just kept asking for more chips. I try to avoid them most of the time; they accuse me of being a racist. That’s funny considering I am black.

[Capt Kirk]

It was my first time in Dubai and I had some mixed experiences. Stayed at the Marriott near Deira. I saw a Chinese girl at the hotel and we agreed to a massage for a 1000Dh. She was okay, but at least had a good attitude. A couple of hours later, I still wanted to sample the local action. I went to St. George to try middle eastern flavor. It turns out the St. George is all CIS, with a good mix of Armenian and Persians. I tried a nice Russian girl who spent the night. She was real pretty but did not do BJ. The next night I went back to the St. George and tried a thick Uzbeki girl. She wasnt much to write home about.

A few nights later I sampled the Radisson in Deira. The bars had lots of Russians and Ukrainians. I noticed an arab looking girl. It turns out she was half arab (morocco) and half persian. She was wild, a real freak. A true professional, she was.

The next day, I went to St. George again and took back a very pretty Uzbeki girl. She was terrible. Very bad attitude. She was always arguing and wanted things like cigarettes, drinks, etc. Which leads me to say, that the St. George sucks. The place is a scam with the girls urging you to go the disco upstairs and basically stay and buy stuff at the bar. None of the girls from St. George gave BJ. I would recommend the bars at the Radisson instead.

But overall, I am impressed with the quality available and abundance in Dubai, despite the high prices.

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[Piper1]

More unbelievable is you admitting to reading the Sun. and there was me thinking you were a Guardian man!

I don't read newspapers - only sex forums. Someone had posted the link on another forum.

Best bit though is the second photo - with the Burj in the background. Is that really a 5ft Condom in the foreground?

So that's where I left it!

[GroinStrain]

Just saw this article - a high-profile British socialite/magazine publisher who has lived in Dubai three years had sex on the beach with a tourist she just met. She was let off with only a warning by a cop (very lucky for her), then she did it again! Plus she assaulted the cop and insulted his religion. Three years jail to think about her mistake. Unbelievable.

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage...cle1398204.ece

More unbelievable is you admitting to reading the Sun. and there was me thinking you were a Guardian man!

It has certainly made me think twice about shagging in my garden again though.

[Luper Calia]

Just saw this article - a high-profile British socialite/magazine publisher who has lived in Dubai three years had sex on the beach with a tourist she just met. She was let off with only a warning by a cop (very lucky for her), then she did it again! Plus she assaulted the cop and insulted his religion. Three years jail to think about her mistake. Unbelievable.

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage...cle1398204.ece

The British at their best! Some of the comments in response to the article are cringeworthy too.

Apparently - according to the Sun -the happy couple have got married in a civil ceremony to get a lower sentence. To my knowledge, no civil ceremony is available to Brits in Dubai, unless perhaps they also converted to Islam?

Best bit though is the second photo - with the Burj in the background. Is that really a 5ft Condom in the foreground?