Uttar Pradesh

[AryanB]

It's Sobaey spa.

No its not. Its "W" Spa. Its near Jopling Road.

[NishLover]

It's Sobaey spa.

Checked out a new spa near Jopling road. Discreet location. No billboard. Nice setup with very spacious rooms and biggest bathroom I'v ever seen in a spa. It also had bathtubs and commode. Mostly NI staff. One of the chick was a perfect MILF with good assets and milky white skin. Only HJ on offer with touching, maybe there's more for regular customers. You get the feeling that this place has much more to offer.

2 k entry charges and. 5 k for HJ.

[Possible]

Hi,
Kanpur for two days
a few pointers on areas and spas to visit.

Hey bro,

Did you find something to the level of sharing, else FR still would do the purpose.

Have fun.

[AryanB]

Checked out a new spa near Jopling road. Discreet location. No billboard. Nice setup with very spacious rooms and biggest bathroom I'v ever seen in a spa. It also had bathtubs and commode. Mostly NI staff. One of the chick was a perfect MILF with good assets and milky white skin. Only HJ on offer with touching, maybe there's more for regular customers. You get the feeling that this place has much more to offer.

2 k entry charges and. 5 k for HJ.

[GoelRahul]

Hi,

I'll be traveling to Kanpur for two days today and would appreciate a few pointers on areas and spas to visit.

[Possible]

DAY FIVE.

Today I went to the ancient city of Fatehpur Sikri, a tourist attraction 40 km outside Agra.
Also I was concerned that Akil had told me that his 15 year old daughter would be coming on the trip as well. I'd be putting myself in to a situation where Sabi and Akil could easily set me up. I sensed danger.

The next part of the trip would be only as a tourist, traveling to the three J's, Jaipur, Jodhpur and Jaisalmer,
PLEASE NOTE: I will post the final installment of this diary on the Delhi page tomorrow.

Bro, you are a smart tourist, you did the right thing by not fully laying faith on them. Further you were cent percent correct in your view about your hobby, salutes to you.

Hope people would learn a lot from your FRs.

Have fun buddy.

Cheers.

Possible.

[Django2001]

Dear ISG bro,

I am visiting Lucknow for a couple of days and would like to spend time with a high quality indie who can come directly to my room.

Trusted and reliable SP who will deliver will also do. I can reciprocate with awesome contacts in Delhi and Mumbai. Awaiting your PMs.

[Sir Lancelot]

DAY FIVE.

Today I went to the ancient city of Fatehpur Sikri, a tourist attraction 40 km outside Agra. Once again Sabi was my driver and once again he brought his friend Akil along. Having them both was probably doubling the price but I enjoyed their company and by now they knew that I liked to dilute my tourism with a bit of girlie action. I figured they were useful people to know.

It took over an hour to drive there, through crowded towns and over pot-holed roads. At one point we had to swerve around a cow which had fallen asleep in the middle of the road. Fatehpur Sikri was an unexpected highlight. There was a large mosque next to old palaces which lay in ruin. As I was exploring I saw perhaps the prettiest girl I have ever seen, wearing a yellow sari. Wow. Some Indian girls are stunning, that's for sure. She was with two other girls, all of whom kept smiling over towards me and giggling. Maybe it's my extremely white skin or my Hollywood looks (ahem) or perhaps the zip on my shorts was down and I hadn't noticed.

On the way back to Agra we stopped at a buffet-style restaurant for tourists. It cost 750 rupees for all I could eat and I made sure I got value for money. I particularly liked the egg curry. As I was finishing my large bottle of Kingfisher beer, Akil sat down next to me. He knew I was leaving Agra tomorrow and was keen to be my tour guide around Rajasthan. He offered me a price of 6000 rupees to drive me to Ranthambhore to visit the Tiger Reserve, stay one or two nights, and then on to Jaipur.

"My daughter, she come too" he said, before adding "she 15 years old".

I gave him the benefit of the doubt, that he wanted to take his daughter so he could spend more time with her as I traveled through Rajasthan. Or perhaps he hoped that I could help improve her English? But the way he smiled when he told me gave me a nagging doubt that he was testing the water, seeing whether I might be interested in a wicket with no grass on. The idea of being set up with a 15 year old girl made me sick. I told him that 6000 rupees was more than I was willing to pay and I was happy to take trains. After all, trains are all part of the Indian adventure.

On the way back to Agra, Sabi asked whether I would like to go to the same spa I went to yesterday. I was tempted. Sun was pretty girl and we definitely 'clicked'. I felt confident I could arrange to meet her when she finished work. But tomorrow I would be leaving Agra, which meant no time for romance to flourish. If I had longer in Agra then I would definitely have pursued her. "Not tonight" I told him and we headed back towards my hotel. We stopped on the way and Khan, their Muslim friend who I met last night, jumped in to the back of the taxi with me.

They had a proposition for me.

Sabi explained that if I employed their taxi services to Ranthambhore and Jaipur, Khan knows "a lot of young countryside girls" on the way. "I find you girls for ten days!" Khan said with a big smile. He added that in Bharatpur he can arrange for me to meet a "beautiful 19 year old girl". It sounded far-fetched but interesting. I decided to play along and asked how much it would cost. "Up to you" came the reply.

Being a tourist by day and having a girl sent to my room at night seemed a great way to spend a week.

However I was dubious for several reasons. Firstly, cost. I knew I'd already be paying an inflated price for both Sabi and Akil, so to add a third person, Khan, essentially as a pimp, would be expensive. That said, if I trusted he could source pretty girls, it would be worth the additional expense.

But I also doubted his claim that he knew lots of beautiful young 'countryside girls'. I suspect his plan was that at each place he would ask around and try to find a girl to send to my hotel room that night. On the face of it that sounds pretty good but some (most?) nights he wouldn't be able to find a girl and I suspect the quality of girls might not be as beautiful as he suggested. I doubted his credibility. He was making promises he knew he couldn't keep.

What put me off most is that I'd be putting my trust in three relative strangers. Earlier in the day at Fatehpur Sikri they'd stung me for a tour guide that I told them I didn't want, so they were clearly money-oriented opportunists. Could I trust them? It wasn't hard to imagine a scenario in which I had a girl in my room and got a knock on the door from the local police. They'd get far more money from their share of a police bribe than pimping local girls to me.

Also I was concerned that Akil had told me that his 15 year old daughter would be coming on the trip as well. I'd be putting myself in to a situation where Sabi and Akil could easily set me up. I sensed danger.

Last but not least, I had moral dilemma about it. I have traveled around Asia extensively and fucked a lot of girls who work in the sex industry. The way I see it is that it is their choice to work as a prostitute and so I'm doing them a favor by paying them money for their services. I treat them well and pay them well, so I have no moral issue with it at all. However, if I took these guys up on their offer, I'd essentially be introducing lots of young girls to prostitution. I felt uncomfortable about that prospect. If it's their choice to spread their legs for cash, great, but to lead 'good girls' astray felt wrong.

I declined their offer.

Despite this, it proved something I have always believed. Even in the most touristy parts of Asia, there will always be pay-for-play available so long as you have local contacts. Taxi drivers everywhere understand the word 'boom boom' and know where to find it.

Sabi dropped me off at my hotel and I said goodbye to the guys. Although I didn't fully trust them, I'd had a lot of fun getting to know them.

There was a tourist information office at my hotel and the owner, a large guy with a maharaja look about him with big rings of semi precious green stones on each of his fingers, helped me book a sleeper bus to Jaipur. I sipped a cup of tasty massala tea and reflected on a great few days in Agra. The Taj Mahal and Fatehpur Sikri were spectacular and although I didn't expect to find any girlie action I'd been offered 'extras' at a spa, had a potential date lined up with the pretty masseuse and even been offered a sex tour of Rajasthan!

The next part of the trip would be only as a tourist, traveling to the three J's, Jaipur, Jodhpur and Jaisalmer, before heading south for a week in Kerala. I wouldn't be looking for any girlie action until I returned back to Delhi in three weeks time.

PLEASE NOTE: I will post the final installment of this diary on the Delhi page tomorrow.

[Possible]

This diary continues from three days I posted on the Delhi forum.
DAY FOUR.

It had been an eventful day. I'd woken up in Delhi, seen one of the wonders of the world in Agra, had a massage with a pretty Indian girl and rounded it off by getting drunk with three locals. Hopefully tomorrow would have more of the same.

Hey, that's another great FR buddy, keep touring and exploring for us.

Have fun here.

Cheers.

[RandySavage]

You have great writing skills sir. There is so much to like about the daily encounters with the way you describe them. Keep writing and have fun all the way.

This diary continues from three days I posted on the Delhi forum.

DAY FOUR.

5 am alarm calls are never much fun. I hauled myself out of bed, cleaned my teeth in a zombie-like state, got changed, finished my last minute packing and then took a rickshaw to New Delhi Train Station. It was strange to see the streets of Delhi so quiet.

I've never seen such a long train. I arrived at Platform 1 at 5. 35 am but it took 15 minutes walking up and down the platform to find my carriage. I was in 1st class on a table of four, opposite a middle aged Indian couple and next to a pretty Indian girl who spent the entire trip listening to headphones. My ticket cost 929 rupees. Shortly after we pulled away from Delhi station I was given a bottle of water, then five minutes later a newspaper, followed by some kind of spiced milk drink. By the time the sky started to lighten and we were heading through countryside, I was given a banana, then some corn flakes, then some toast, followed by a coffee and an omelette. Nothing arrived at the same time. I was hoping to sleep on the two hour train journey but I didn't get chance because every five minutes I got handed something to eat or drink!.

[Rocky2300]

It depends on you.

Once I tried in Mahanagar. Negotiated for only 1500 rs.

Got one NE plump girl. I asked her if I can remove underwear. She agreed. Then asked her to focus on that area. Afterwards she started giving me BJ.

After action tipped her although she was not asking for it.

Yeah, you are correct bro. Luck plays a very important role in mongering. Guess it was my unlucky day. LOL.

[Sir Lancelot]

This diary continues from three days I posted on the Delhi forum.

DAY FOUR.

5 am alarm calls are never much fun. I hauled myself out of bed, cleaned my teeth in a zombie-like state, got changed, finished my last minute packing and then took a rickshaw to New Delhi Train Station. It was strange to see the streets of Delhi so quiet.

I've never seen such a long train. I arrived at Platform 1 at 5. 35 am but it took 15 minutes walking up and down the platform to find my carriage. I was in 1st class on a table of four, opposite a middle aged Indian couple and next to a pretty Indian girl who spent the entire trip listening to headphones. My ticket cost 929 rupees. Shortly after we pulled away from Delhi station I was given a bottle of water, then five minutes later a newspaper, followed by some kind of spiced milk drink. By the time the sky started to lighten and we were heading through countryside, I was given a banana, then some corn flakes, then some toast, followed by a coffee and an omelette. Nothing arrived at the same time. I was hoping to sleep on the two hour train journey but I didn't get chance because every five minutes I got handed something to eat or drink!

When I stepped out of Agra train station I got mobbed by a rugby scrum of taxi drivers. As usual I picked the least aggressive one who was stood quietly in the background. He was a knowledable and softly spoken guy called Sabi. He had a mate with him, Akil, a short chap with a pencil moustache and a big smile. In the short journey to my hotel he asked "you like Indian girls?" so I sensed he could be a useful person to know. I arranged for them to pick me up early afternoon to take me to the Taj Mahal.

I booked in to Hotel Merit on Taj Link Road, opposite TDI mall. I'd pre-booked a room for two nights on Agoda for 3000 rupees and it was clean and spacious but once again windowless. No room with a view for me in Agra. I felt tired after the early start, so slept for a few hours.

At 1 pm I met Sabi and Akil down in reception. They took me to the Taj Mahal and it was every bit as spectacular as I imagined. As expected, it was very busy. Afterwards we went to Mehtab Bagh, a park on the opposite shore of the Yamuna River, which offered more great views of the Taj but this time without the crowds. As the sun slowly lowered in the sky and Taj Mahal's marble turned to orange, my conversation with Akil turned to girls.

"I can take you to place with beautiful Indian girls" Akil said with a knowing smile.

He went on to explain that it was a spa near my hotel where extras can be negotiated. I decided to give it a go. Even though spas that offer 'extras' aren't usually my scene, a massage sounded perfect after a long day of sight-seeing. If it led to sex or even just a fumble, it would be a good way to round off the day. At the very least it could be useful for research purposes.

We arrived at the spa. There was desk in front of a small lounge area with leather couches. Posters on the wall of beautiful women smiling orgasmic smiles advertised legitimate massages. The three of us sat down and the manager bought me a small cup of chai. I sipped it as Akil chatted to the owner in a hushed tone. The conversation was in Hindi and I sensed that the spa didn't normally offer extras but Akil was brokering a deal on my behalf.

After a few minutes Akil told me that a one hour body massage would cost a steep price of 4,000 rupees. I was shocked, that's about four times the price of same service in Thailand. He told me that a handjob would cost an additional 4,000 rupees and sex a whopping 8,000 rupees. He added "price includes anal" with a smile. 12,000 rupees (120 quid) for a massage and fuck is getting in to the realms of London call girl prices! It was far more than I was willing to pay.

At least it proved that sex is available in Agra though, albeit for a price!

It didn't surprise me. Agra has huge crowds of visitors but few sex venues, so prices are sky-high. It's a question of supply and demand. It was the same at massage parlors in Siem Reap, near Angkor what in Cambodia. A small underground sex scene. It's not hard to imagine cashed-up and foot-weary male tourists coming in to a place like this to get a 'happy ending' to round off their day, probably relishing the chance to get away from their wife for a few hours.

As much as I love sex, I don't like to pay extortionate prices for it. I could probably fuck 15 of the prettiest girls in GB Road for that kind of price!

I negotiated the body massage down to 2,000 rupees for one hour and told them that I didn't want extras. I could see in their disappointed reactions that Sabi and Akil sensed a healthy commission slipping through their fingers. Akil chatted with the owner again in Hindi, more urgency in his voice this time, and then told me that the owner had agreed to come down to a price of 5,000 rupees for sex.

It made me laugh. Firstly I hadn't even met the girl yet! Secondly I knew all three of them would get a cut if I decided to fuck the girl, which is why the initial price of 8,000 was so high. The fact they'd now lowered it by exactly 3,000 rupees suggested that each of them had agreed to forego 1,000 to ensure they at least get some money in their back pockets. I assumed the arrangement was that if I paid 5,000 for sex, each of them would still get a nice little bonus of 1,000 for arranging it, leaving 2,000 for the girl.

I told them I just wanted the body massage.

The owner called three girls in to the room one by one. All three were young and slim, probably early twenties. Two were pretty, one was fairly average. I chose the prettiest who also happened to be the smiliest. Her name was Sun and she certainly brightened my day up! She was 24 years old from Delhi. She had a pretty face and long wavy hair. She wore big ear-rings and bracelets on her wrists. I bet she struggles with metal detectors at airports.

Sun led me through to a dark room with a massage table in the middle. She handed me a pair of disposable paper underpants and instructed me to get unchanged. Sun then showed me a bottle of massage oil and asked "okay?" I assume some customers don't want to smell of massage oils when they return to their wife. Fortunately I didn't need to worry about that.

The massage was one of the best I've had in Asia. She had magic hands and inevitably as she worked on my thighs I felt myself getting hard. Although I had decided against extras earlier, now they seemed a much better idea. I'm sure in the privacy of the room I could have got a much cheaper price without having to pay hefty cuts to the three men in reception.

After half an hour she asked me turn over. It looked like I was pitching a tent in the disposable pants. She must have noticed but didn't say anything. She continued the massage but now we were facing each other, she talked more and was smily and flirty. She massaged one of my hands so I held her hand and we danced to an Indian song that was playing. She laughed and asked "you like to dance?" I replied "yes, we go to nightclub tonight?" She nodded.

She continued her massage and I began to consider the possibility that I might not have to pay for sex with her at all. At one point she asked "do you have wife?" I told her that I was single and joked "we marry tomorrow". Another big smile.

I was disappointed when she said "massage over". She told me to take a shower and afterwards I got changed. I intended to ask for her number so we could arrange to meet when she finished work but she led me out of the room before I had chance to. We returned to the reception area. The owner was there behind his desk and Sabi and Akil were still sat on the sofa, sipping tea. The owner asked the girl something in Hindi and she replied "na". I presume he wanted to check whether I fucked her.

"Did you have fun?" Akil asked with a big grin and I gave him the thumbs up. Sun stood in the doorway and said something in Hindi and everyone in the room laughed. Akil explained that she had told them that I'd asked her to marry me! Haha. She stood in the doorway and waved as I left. As we got in to the taxi outside, Sabi told me "she likes you, girls don't normally wave goodbye to customers".

Although the massage was pricy, I really enjoyed it and it was interesting to discover that sex was on the menu. The standard of girls was good and Sun was very pretty indeed. I could always go back tomorrow to see her again.

I met up with Sabi and Akil that night for dinner. I told them to take me to a local restaurant and they chose a place which comprised of plastic furniture in a dark backyard surrounding a TV that showed Bollywood videos. I ate tandoori chicken pieces and a delicious chickpea curry which was very spicy. Their friend Khan joined us who described himself as 'a bad Muslim' because he drank alcohol. I got us all a round of drinks and we all clinked glasses.

It was a fun night, four guys discussing cricket and women. Sabi told Khan that I'd been to a spa and Khan smiled knowingly. "I can introduce you to a 22 year old country girl" he told me. Without trying it seemed I had acquired a pimp! I told him I'd think about it. I have often said that even in the most unlikely places sex can be found, you just need the right contacts.

It had been an eventful day. I'd woken up in Delhi, seen one of the wonders of the world in Agra, had a massage with a pretty Indian girl and rounded it off by getting drunk with three locals. Hopefully tomorrow would have more of the same.

[Possible]

New here from Kanpur.

Yaar its very difficult to me to find a SP in Lucknow or in Kanpur. Please tell me how you find / if you have his / her contact details then share or tell me where I can easily find a SP or and Inde for full service.

Kanpur is comparatively dry and is among close net, but in any of the case you need PM which I do not find with you, how do you think you can get help in absence of PM.

Have fun.

[Overland Nepal]

Do you have any idea where I can easily find a SP or and Inde in LKO. Or have you any contact number.

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[Overland Nepal]

Yaar its very difficult to me to find a SP in Lucknow or in Kanpur. Please tell me how you find / if you have his / her contact details then share or tell me where I can easily find a SP or and Inde for full service.