Quito

[Member #4167]

But, to give you a definitive answer, I would say Guajira always gave the full thirty minutes, sometimes longer if it was during the early afternoon.

I also had some longer sessions at VIP Paradise.

Thanks,

Ezinho

[Marc Europe]

Where is Leonardo Da Vinci, say in relation to the airport?

You go to "avenida la prensa" and you have to walk 15 minutes (As I did, I recommend to take a taxi) in a northerly direction. I attach a map. Leonardo da vinci is marked by the balloon with the letter A.

I forgot to mention that there is no entrance fee.

Marc

[Dirty Willy]

The adress is: LEONARDO DA VINCI OE-467 Y AVENIDA LA PRENSA. There are columbians and ecuadorians. The price of a ficha is 25$ (25 000 pennies).

Where is Leonardo Da Vinci, say in relation to the airport?

[Ezinho]

It seemed that at some chongos they consistently gave a full 30 minute session and that other chongos consistently gave a 15 minute session.

Does anyone remember which chongos give 30 minute sessions?

Thanks in Advance

I think how long a session lasts really depends on a lot of things. The biggest factor seems to be how crowded the casa is, if there are a lot of guys waiting expect to be hurried out right at the fifteen minute mark. On the other hand, if you get there early in the day when there are not a lot of clientes, you can get longer sessions. Of course, it also depends on whether the girl likes you, what mood she is in, whether you tip her, etc.

But, to give you a definitive answer, I would say Guajira always gave the full thirty minutes, sometimes longer if it was during the early afternoon.

I also had some longer sessions at VIP Paradise.

[Davidb3069]

Im goin to Quito in July.

Where do the THICK women hang out?

I like Rachael ray size =)

Try nightkats

[Marc Europe]

I am in Ecuador havong a good time. I have been all this week at the "club 122". Nice place.

Friday, I went to cafe rojo. JESUS CHRIST! I was like an estupid looking the beatifull girls at this place. I don't know in the US, but in Belgium this kind of women cost you at least 150 euros a fuck. God is ecuadorian! LOL

As I said in a post, I found a new place called "latitud cero".

The adress is: LEONARDO DA VINCI OE-467 Y AVENIDA LA PRENSA. There are columbians and ecuadorians. The price of a ficha is 25$ (25 000 pennies).

Open 16h00 to 3h00.

Another place that reopen is the club MANGOS in font of the airport. The exactly adress is: AVENIDA AMAZONAS 7955 Y AVENIDA LA PRENSA, next to the "hotel aeopuerto". The ficha is 8$, the entry is 2$ with a small beer.

Open 12h00 to early morning (that's what they said).

I don't recommend this place as there are few girls (I counted 6). However, it could be an option after you leave the CAFE ROJO.

MARC

[Member #4167]

[Quote =Tungurahua]The one ficha (i.e., ticket to fuck) in the clubs usually gets you a 15 minute session with the girl of your choice. If she likes you the time can easily extend to 30 minutes (plus) without paying more. If she sticks to her guns about 1 ficha = 15 minutes [/Quote]I feel stupid for asking this, but I don't remember and I have mongered in Ecuador.

It seemed that at some chongos they consistently gave a full 30 minute session and that other chongos consistently gave a 15 minute session.

Does anyone remember which chongos give 30 minute sessions?

Thanks in Advance

[Lazy Monger]

You are been a lot more gracious than I would have been. What a ***** move!

Then I read:

DW: ‘Why don’t you let me take pictures of you? You’re already on the internet.’
Dominique: ‘I’ve never let anyone take pictures of my face.’
DW: ‘Your face is on the internet.’
Dominique: ‘No. No one has taken a picture of my face.’

-- and my jaw hit the floor: "WHAT THE?!?!" I can't be reading this. Isn't the first rule of Fight Club not to talk, or even hint, about Fight Club?! Breathe, breathe.

Then you told Andrea too?! Gaaaaaaaahh!! I know you think Quito is going downhill but don't you think this disclosure will wreck Quito for all those who follow us after we've moved on? Breathe, breathe.


Thank you for the post and pictures -- monger on!

[Joe Shmoe]

Im goin to Quito in July.

Where do the THICK women hang out?

I like Rachael ray size =)

[Tungurahua]

i ran the whole exhausting spectrum of human emotion reading this post, from heightened expectation to sympathy to amusement to disbelief to anger to uneasiness to calm, sweet calm. i laughed, i cried. this is a blockbuster. by comparison the last james a. michener novel i just finished reading didn't fill me with this much emotion -- and it was 960 pages long.

upon first sight, without reading, i thought: "holy fuck dude, great post! -- and pictures even! i am speechless. lmao."

i was surprised to read shakira as a great fuck. mraughh said she was too; not my type, but interesting. "twenty dollars!" lol.

then i read:

dw: ‘why don’t you let me take pictures of you? you’re already on the internet.’
dominique: ‘i’ve never let anyone take pictures of my face.’
dw: ‘your face is on the internet.’
dominique: ‘no. no one has taken a picture of my face.’

-- and my jaw hit the floor: "what the?!?!" i can't be reading this. isn't the first rule of fight club not to talk, or even hint, about fight club?! breathe, breathe.

then you told andrea too?! gaaaaaaaahh!! i know you think quito is going downhill but don't you think this disclosure will wreck quito for all those who follow us after we've moved on? breathe, breathe.

the final 6:30am quito parting made me remember my own departure, putting butterflies in my stomach.

i recognize most of the girls in the photos. i suspect "diamond eye" is pamela, formerly of vip paradise women. shakira. maritza. the three girl pile-up is maritza, kathy and maoly. erika. viky is the librarian, a girl i really like because she is soooo nice. i saved her as my swan-song ficha in quito. no idea who samara is; looks tasty from the back.

i also had no clue what a beso negro is; anal rimming eh. i learned something new today.

i sincerely like the fact that you are posting dw. i mean it because you live some great moments and adventures that need to be told, they make for a good read and story -- as we can all plainly see -- and in months in the not-too-distant-future it will be me living through you vicariously, but please negate the isg picture disclosures.

thank you for the post and pictures -- monger on!

[Dirty Willy]

WEDNESDAY:
6:30 PM- I land at Quito airport. Last time I arrived, a few months back, Tung was there to greet me. What a guy! But this time it looks like it will just be me and Jorge and a lot of beautiful Latinas. I’m OK with that. Last time before I arrived, Tung and I were trying to figure out if I could just drop my bags off at the airport and walk on over to Café Rojo (you can’t do this- check bags at the airport that is). I wanted to shower anyway, so we just headed to the nearest hotel and Tung waited a little and off we went. I kind of liked of this plan so I did it again: plane lands, go through customs, get my bag, cross the street, check into the hotel, take a shower, pop a little blue pill, go around the corner and through a door that leads to Paradise. I wouldn’t really recommend the hotel (Hotel Aeropuerto). It’s $35 a night, and you can find much better for cheaper in the center. But for convenience sake when you arrive, it does the trick.

7:45 PM- Café Rojo: Things are looking good at first glance. I head to the bar and order a whiskey and a Red Bull. The whiskey is huge, like 5 shots or so, and it’s the good stuff too, Johnny Walker, not that nasty Ecuadorian stuff. I think they just kind of pour however much they feel like. But I’ll take it.

My first goal will be to try to get some of the women to come with me to jacuzzi hotel. I’m at my highest level of energy at the beginning of the trip and Jorge is ready for a good workout after a very long hibernation period. This is always rather difficult. It’s pretty easy to get 2 women to go with you to a room. I would say about 80% will say no problem if you ask. What you’re hoping happens is that it will be like one of those amazing lesbian sex videos, where you get to be one of the lesbians. What’s much more likely is that they start going to work on you and then they’ll start having a conversation with each other. It’s like they were washing the dishes or something and you’re like some kind of inanimate object. You kind of want to say ‘Hey, I’m not just a piece of meat here!’.

(Flash to a few years back): I swear it used to be a lot easier here. Photos, multiple women and toys were almost always no problem. Now it’s always ‘How much you gonna pay me?’
Typical situation: A few years back, in Massajes Medellin, I took 2 women up threw the toys and camera on the bed and asked
‘You like propinas (tips)?’.
‘Sure thing’.
What a great session that was with a nice video to remember by. Afterwards I asked if they wanted to have a Jacuzzi party later in the week.
‘Sure thing’
‘And maybe you can get some of your friends to come’
‘Sure thing’
We finished our drinks upstairs sitting down and as a few of the other girls were passing by and I’d say;
‘Can we ask her?’
‘Blanca, we’re going to have a Jacuzzi party with him on Tuesday. You want to come?’
‘Of course!’
There was not even any mention of money.
I called the day before;
‘We’re still on for tomorrow.’
‘Sure thing’
‘About the money, it’s alright if I give you 30 each and then tips after’
‘Sure thing.’
I was really almost beginning to wonder what would have happened if I had never mentioned the money. I’m sure they would have asked at some point. So the party with me and four of them just quickly became an orgy. It wasn’t really as good as one of those sensual lesbian videos, but it was a lot of damn fun. At one point one of the girls mounted me while I was on my back. I asked;
‘Can we do it por atras?’
She smiled, pulled up her legs and said ‘You already are.’
‘Whoah! Awesome!’ I gave her a big hug.
We were there for something like 4 or 5 hours. At the end I gave them all 20 more in addition to the 30 I paid at the beginning. Maybe my favourite part was afterwards when we got in the taxi. We all gave the driver directions, and we were all going to the city center. Normally it would be about $5 to the center and I’m thinking I’d be OK paying $10 with all the different addresses.
Me: ‘How much will it be?’
Driver: ‘$25’
Before I even say anything, 2 or 3 of the girls chimed in ‘What?’
Driver (quietly): ‘Don’t worry, Senor is paying this evening’ (Senor, of course, would be me)
Then all of them lit into him; ‘What? What is wrong with you? Have you no shame? No dignity?’
Driver: ‘What? I have dignity! I have shame! Ok fine. $6.’
The driver was just stunned at being told by a bunch of hookers that he had no shame. On the way home the women rubbed my arm like ‘You poor guy. The mean taxi driver tried to rip you off.’ And I’m thinking ‘That’s alright. After tonight, I think I’ll be smiling for a month.’
By the way, one of those women, Adriana, works at Café Rojo now and offers a ‘lesbian show’ with her friend. (That’s one of those words that doesn’t get translated). She’s a little below average at Café Rojo, which is saying she’s pretty good looking. I didn’t get a chance to see this (the lesbian show) unfortunately. Next time!

Anyway, back to the present (Wednesday):
I’m sipping my whiskey and start chatting with the woman next to me. She’s one of the least pretty ones there, but she’s still pretty good looking. After a little while:
‘Are you up for coming with me to have a Jacuzzi party with some of your friends?’
‘Yeah probably. How much will you give us?’
‘Say if you get maybe 4 of your friends, I’ll give you all $200. But I always like to give propinas maybe even more than the amount I pay’ (It’s true, I do.)
‘Yeah, I think we can do that. So you’ll give us $200 each?’
‘What? No. What are you crazy, that would be over $1000.’
‘That’s the normal price for going to a hotel- $200.’
‘But I can have you upstairs for $20. Why would anyone pay that much?’
‘That’s the normal price outside. It’s a lot more time.’
‘You’re a shark.’
‘What do you mean?’
I make the open mouth with my hand and the Jaws music, louder and louder and go ‘Plata! (Money)’ and snap. She laughs.
‘The chances I’m going to pay you 200 each tonight are lower than the chances that you’re going to have sex with me for free.’
Enough with her. I finish the whiskey and red bull.

It’s not so much even how much money that bugs me. I mean OK a grand is way, way more than I’m going to pay. But even if would pay that, I know if wouldn’t be that great. You can get a woman who’s really hot with you, but then she’ll really usually turn a lot colder when she’s with her friends or once she’s received the money. I think they just want to show they have the upper hand on the clients. The main thing I like to get through their heads is that I will give tips if they deserve it. But it’s difficult to do.

I see Katharine who I’ve known previously. Good looking girl about 22 from Guayaquil. We get along and have good chemistry. She says she’s interested in a Jacuzzi party. No discussion of price. That’s a good sign.

I talk to Alexandra from Cali, Columbia. (photo gallery post 283) She looks like Shakira. The other women call her Shakira. Total bombshell. She should be a porn star. She’s had a boob job, ass job. I think I may have started drooling.
‘Interested in coming to a Jacuzzi party?’
‘I charge $200.’
‘That’s just too much tonight.’ (If I give her that, I’d have to give it to everyone else)
‘Ok, $150, but I’m not going less than that.’
I’m encouraged, but I’m thinking ‘She’s just too pro. She’ll turn really cold in the bedroom.’ I’m thinking she’ll be worth a try if she’s in tomorrow, but tonight I want a Jacuzzi party!

I talked to Adriana (mentioned earlier). I can’t remember the conversation very well, but she wouldn’t go with anyone besides the girl she does the lesbian show with. Maybe it was that I was trying to talk to her and the Shakira lookalike at the same time and she didn’t like Shakira.

I called Shakira over at one point again;
‘Just out of curiosity, what do you do for $150?’
‘I do everything’
‘Everything, what is everything?’
‘I love it in the culito’
‘That sounds pretty good. But it can’t be less?’
‘No, no, no’
I still want the jacuzzi party, but I’ll very likely try her tomorrow. Even if she ends up being cold, she’ll still probably be good fun.

So I see Andrea. We’ve mentioned her recently in the posts. Here’s a photo from another post
http://www.internationalsexguide.in...achmentid=88202
She looks as good as ever and she seems to be really hot tonight. And Jorge was like ‘Come on. Enough talking. I’m dying down here!’ So I invite Andrea upstairs for my first ficha.
I brought a strap on along with me. It’s kind of a funny one in that it’s very simple as it just has one strap, but it kind of allows you to be creative with it. I tell he to close her eyes and I put the strap on over my face and double it over kind of like you would do with a rubber band, so I have the cock protruding from my face like it’s an extension of my nose.
‘I know you’re rather experienced, but I’m pretty sure you’ve never done this before’
‘No definitely not’ (She’s laughing)
But away we went and she was fantastic. I don’t know if she fakes or not. I don’t care, because she’s got me convinced. That woman is just dripping sex. I tip her 20 which is way too high for that place, but the point is to convince her that I like to give propinas. I had asked her once before the last time about a jacuzzi party right after a session with her and she was totally up for it. I said it would be like a contest to see who was the hottest in bed and the winner would get $50 and she was like ‘Wow!$50’. The next day I called and she demanded $200 to come over (I declined). It’s weird. I think a lot of times the women aren’t really good at negotiating, but they can be really stubborn and terms can be really contingent on their mood

10:00 PM: I think that might have worked with the propina for Andrea. Café Rojo is closing and Andrea is willing to come to the Jacuzzi without discussing price. Katharine too. So off we go. I was hoping to have more women, but this will do and I know these are 2 very sensual women and this is going to be fun. We’re walking around the corner to my hotel to pick up money and some other things to enhance the experience, with them a couple paces behind me talking. They stop.
‘How much are you going to pay us?’
(Damn!)
‘Ok, absolute minimum 50, but you know I like to give tips and I’ll probably give a lot more if it’s a really good experience’
‘Ok, that’s fine’
(Cool!)
So I have them wait in the lobby of my hotel, while I go up to the room. And then I did the most boneheaded thing. I thought someone had stolen my moneybelt from my bag. (I later found I had put it in a compartment in my bag, that I have forgotten about. New bag- I guess it was a little too complicated for me). So I thought I had lost about $300, plus a couple credit cards. So I went down to tell them first before the niteman and I thought they’d be like ‘OK, see you later’. But they were very cool. They were sympathetic and wanted to help me. Andrea ended up bringing me back to her place, so that I could go on the internet and look up the numbers to cancel my credit cards. It was funny, because as we were sitting at the internet, I was telling her that her picture was on there. I was going to show her, but we just forgot to get around to it. She seemed to be really amused and fascinated by it. She lives in an apartment with her brother and kid. She’s really nice and cool in addition to being a bombshell.

I was really annoyed, but mostly just that I had blown a chance for a great Jacuzzi party. When I eventually found the money belts, I realized what an idiot I was.

Things just seemed to be conspiring against me thus far. I thought I’d go to bed rather than go out so I could rest up for the next day. I wanted to try to arrange a Jacuzzi party tomorrow, even though I knew Thursday would be tougher than Wednesday. Jorge was kind of disappointed that we were done for the night, but he realized it would probably be a good idea to save our energy.

THURSDAY
12:00 PM- I realize in the morning that there’s a lot of noise outside my room. Not too much of a problem to block out with headphones. Later I realize that my room gets absolutely no outside light. The window is cemented over for some reason. I get out bed and realize that it’s almost noon. I must have been way behind on my sleep. I look at my belongings strewn around from looking for my money belt. I was planning on moving to a better and cheaper hotel today, but now I just don’t feel like it. I go down and they agree to give me 3 more nights for $25 per night. It’s too much for that place, but I just don’t feel like going far from Café Rojo after what I saw in there yesterday. I find the nearest pharmacy and buy 2 cialis pills for $18. No subscription necessary.  I take one and head back through the doors of paradise.

1:00 PM- Man I can’t believe how many hot women are in here so early in the day on a weekday. Wow! I order a beer and admire the sceneary for a bit and then decide that I’m just going to get started. ‘Bout time’ says Jorge.

I pick one who just walked over to the middle. I’ll call her diamondeye because she had a piercing near the eyesocket. I’ll post a faceless picture (Photo Gallery post 282) . I took some others, but I told her I wouldn’t show them, so I won’t since I don’t want her to get disowned by her family or hit by her boyfriend. I just took pictures this time. I used to take lots of video, but now I have too many to watch. And it’s kind of a hassle to hold the camera. I’d have threesomes a lot just so one of them can hold the camera, even though they often proved a bit inept at it. Now I’ll just ask for some photos afterwards so I have a nice memory.

Diamondeye was nice. I think. A lot of it kind of blends together now. Such a shame. Had it happended 10 or more years ago, I’d remember it the rest of my life. I asked her if she’d be interested in coming to a jacuzzin party later.
‘Sure thing’
‘And maybe some friends want to come as well’
‘Sure. Give me a call around 10’
No price mentioned. Good sign. I realized later I never got her number. Then again I’m beginnig to realize that getting them to agree to meet you is a lot different than having them actually show up.

Back downstairs to admire the scenery a bit more. ‘Very nice’ to quote Borat. I see Shakira and call her over. She doesn’t feel like chatting much. ‘Twenty dollars’ is her favorite thing to say. I hand it over and we head up. I’m expecting a very thorough, but disinterested, perhaps cold session. We get up to the room and she wants a red bull. Here we go. ‘Sure, no problem’. She runs out and orders.

We get started and man, I was wrong! She is really hot and into it. Deep kissing, BBBJ without asking, and then the most intese beso negro I’ve ever had. Por atras, and on and on……… Too good for words to describe. Totally hot and into it as well. I think she was the most uninhibitied woman I’ve ever met. Says she’s interested in the jacuzzi party, but she hates all the other women at Café Rojo because they’re jealous of her. She might be able to invite a friend who works at Extasis. Sounds good by me. I spend the next half hour or so hanging out downstairs.

3:30 PM- Time to go out and check out some other places. I’ve never been to Sex Max before. (Man, how did Tung find all these places?) and it’s right in the neighborhood. There are 3 unmemorable women there and I order a beer and have a conversation with a couple of them. I head out to have a lunch before going to Club 122.

4:30 PM- Club 122. This has been a really good choice sometimes in the past. Not as good as Café Rojo but only $8 per ficha. Can’t go wrong there, can you? I enter and look around. Maritza Montiel approaches. There are a few picture of her on ISG already. I posted some more (Photo Gallery Post 284). I think Ezinho refers to her as ‘butterface’. She’s happy to see me and we head upstairs. I met her in Café Rojo. I’m not sure why she works her getting 5 a session instead of 15. She tells me there too strict at Café Rojo. Whatever. Nice session. I convince her to give me a beso negro and she does. Says it’s the first time she’s done it.

Now I tell Martiza I want a foursome. Last time I was here a few months back I had a foursome with Maritza and I was really happy to be told upon entering the room that we had 45 minutes (15 per ficha). I hadn’t been expecting this as it really doesn’t make any sense when you think about it. I mean would I get 2 hours if I paid for 8 women ($64) or maybe I could just say I want all the women in Club 122? If there were say 30 working, then theoretically I should be able to shut the place down for seven and a half hours for $240. So we head downstairs to pick another 2. She makes me promise not to tell that she gave me a beso negro. No problem.

She had 2 of her friends she wanted me to pick out. One was good looking, the other not really. I just went along, although in retrospect, the better choice would have been to pick out 2 others and told them it was a contest with the winner getting a prize of some dollar amount. But there really wasn’t much good choice there otherwise, so I took the three of them up. When we got up she told me that this time they were giving us only a half hour.
‘But last time they gave us 45 minutes for 3 fichas. Why less this time?’
‘I don’t know. It’s all they’re giving us.’
So much for trying to see how far I could take that. I couldn’t argue too much.
So the session was alright, but more kind of like the one I described where the women start having a conversation like they’re doing the dishes. I got some nice pictures (PG post 285).

I asked if they were interested in a jacuzzi party.
‘Ok, but not tonight. How about tomorrow?’
‘Sure. Fine.’
‘Come here tomorrow. Around 2. And the 3 of us will go with you.’
‘Sure. Fine.’
‘And you’ll give us 100 each?’
‘Sure. Fine.’
‘Ok. Tomorrow at 2.’
‘Sure. Fine.’
I never made it back there. I don’t think I ever intended to.

6:30 PM- Went to VIP Paradise Women. I’ve had very good sessions there the last couple times I’ve been here. Decent selection there. I started talking to one. Not a big interest. I spill a beer all over the floor. Enough time here. I consider crossing the street to Masajes Medellin and decide better to head back to Café Rojo.

7:30 PM- Back to Café Rojo. Still pretty smokin’ here. I see Katherine who was going to come with me last night to the jacuzzi.
‘Andrea’s here?’
‘No she went out of town for a couple weeks.’
‘Too bad.’ (Man, I’m idiot for yesterday, but at least we had one session)
Jorge: ‘What are you doing? Take her up to a room, ya queer!’
I invited her up to a room. It’s a great session. They always are with her. We’re affectionate with each other and we have good chemistry. I convince her to give me a beso negro. She says it’s the first time as gives it a try.
She asks me: ‘Do any of the other women here do that?’
‘Some. Andrea likes doinng it.’
‘Really?’
‘Really.’
Back downstairs. Things still looking good. There’s Shakira. I go up to talk to her. She doesn’t feel much like talking, but smiles and says her 2 favorite words ‘Twenty dollars.’ I hand it over. I have some toys with me this time. Someone asked about them earlier. I think most women will just laugh and say no way, but Shakira is very enthusiastic. We go at it as hot and dirty as before. I put a vibrator in her and then anal beads and spank her and she’s totally into it. I really wish I had filmed that. I don’t have anything else that crazy. Then later as she was on top of my, she grabbed the vibrator and shoved it in her culito. At the end she told me she came twice. Wow. She makes Andrea look shy and reserved in bed.

Again we discuss the jacuzzi party, but now she says that she’s very jealous and doesn’t even want to invite her friend, much less any other women from Café’ Rojo. I’m kind of thinking that she’s so hot in bed that I don’t really care that much. But I ask again if her friend can come. Will she do it for me since it’s my fantasy? She says OK. She wants to keep my toys too. I say sure. I head downstairs for a while until close watching the women leave. Most look pretty good even in street clothes. I hang out by the door with the woman who makes the clothes for the women there. We have a nice chat.

Shakira comes and makes some excuse about not being able to come with me to the jacuzzi. Fine, I’m sick of trying to get women to come with me to the jacuzzi. I’ll just settle for the room.

Café Rojo is closing. Should I rest up or head out further. Jorge wants to continue. I say sure. After all, it’s his vacation.

10:30 PM- I try Swing. I don’t know how thins place stays in business. $8 to enter and no one is there. I chat with a women from the Dominican Republic. I think I’ve read something about her before. She has a wandering eye. I wouldn’t call her pretty, but she has a charm about her. She’s very silly and has a funny laugh, so I sit with her a while and buy her some drinks.

Another woman there is dancing on the stage. Natasha. Very dark woman with a million braids and a fantastic dancer. Sometimes I just enjoy watching the dancing. They do it so well here. An artist in motion. Funny how I always enjoy the atmosphere at Swing without it really being worth it.

12:30 PM- Over to Nitecat. No trip to Quito is complete without a stop in Nitecat. OK selection, but a couple have really big buts. Rather unpleasant to look at.
Jorge: ‘That’s really messed up, man.’
‘No kidding Jorge.’

I have a seat without seeing anything that grabs my attention.
A woman comes and sits down and starts talking, which is kind of unusual. Usually they wait for you to motion them over; Daniela from the coast; very dark skinned. She’s not a stunning beauty, but she has kind of cuteness about her. And she has a very nice laugh and the more she talks the more she charms me. I become more and more attracted to her as we speak and invite her upstairs after a while. Very nice session. At one point, we’re moving to the music together and I’m slapping up against her right in time to the music. Very fun. I asked her if she’s OK ‘por atras’. ‘No, no, no.’ ‘Just curious.’

We head back downstairs and I stay for a while buying her drinks and we dance together a bit. I like her. She’s nice. She starts talking about doing it por atras. She’s only done it a couple times before with a boyfriend, but she would maybe be willing to do it again. She says she likes me and maybe would try it with me the next time. It’s kind of funny, because I’m enjoying sitting and talking and dancing with her, but going upstairs again just doesn’t interest me much right now. I tell her I want her to come with me tomorrow to eat. I hang out for another hour or two and head back to get some rest around 3AM.

FRIDAY

I decide Friday is going to be a day off. There comes a point when Jorge just konks out. I’m not there yet, but I figure I’ll rest today and go strong tomorrow. There was one time here when I was so worn out that I took 4 viagra the last night and it had very little effect other than to start giving me trailers. I don’t think that’s what the medicine was intended for. Jorge just said ‘I don’t care how many of those little blue pills you ingest. I’m done. I’m worn out.’ So I’ve learned to listen to him. Also, I kind of hate going to the clubs on Friday because they’re packed and you kind of get hearded in and out of the rooms. But the worst thing is that I’ve seen so many nude and scantily clad women that it stops being exciting. And that is really messed up! I think I should go to a church and look at nuns for a while. I may try that next time.

I plan to get up early and ride the cable car up to the hills, but with the eternal darkness in my room it’s noon before I know it. I call Katherine to see if she wants to eat with me. She’s on her way to Cafe Rojo and wants to see if I’ll bring her some food there, but I don’t want to go there. I call Daniela from Nitecats and meet her for a lunch at a place called ‘La Pirata’ near the center. I enjoy the time with her and she continues to charm me. She tells me she wants to try por atras with me. ‘Ok.’ I say. ‘The next time we’ll do it.’ We never did get another chance.

I spent the remainder of the day reading and resting. I ate dinner at a chicken place a couple doors down from Café Rojo that I love. They pull out a grill and make a fantastic cheap meal. The area near the airport is kind of funny. It’s not like other airports that have a bunch of corporate namebrand stores surrounding them. You cross the street and for some people who haven’t travelled, you might feel like you’re in a third world country. I personally like the area, but it may not be for everyone.

SATURDAY

I planned to go up the cable car again, but it’s raining in the morning. I piddle around on the internet a while and find it very easy to fall back asleep in my room with the eternal darkness there. Later I pop a cialis and I’m ready for my last day of balls to the wall mongering.

1:00 PM- Café Rojo- where better to start since it’s right across the street? The choice looks a little weaker than previous days, but it’s still early. I order a red bull and whiskey. The whiskey isn’t not as generous as the one I got my first night. I point this out and they give me a bit more. I ask myself what the hell I’m doing drinking whiskey at 1 in the afternoon.

I start having a conversation with one of the women. I can’t remember her name, but she looks more Russian than Latina to me. She’s pretty and has kind of a doll face, so I’ll call her that. I’ve been with her before and it wasn’t very good. Strict about not allowing photos and pretty unenthusiastic. She said she doesn’t like gringos. Probably first time I’ve heard that. I see Dominique;
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Anyone’s who’s followed Tung’s posts probably has seen the photos. She’s probably the hottest one in all the photos he’s taken. But she’s the worst clock watcher there is. Strict 15 minutes.
I ask Dollface
‘How much for you and Dominique together?’
‘$40’. (What else would she answer?)
‘How much time?’
‘Half an hour.’
‘Really?’ (I don’t believe it. They’re going to do Club 122 rules here.)
‘Yeah, let’s go.’
‘Wait a minute. Let’s see if Dominique’s OK with this?’
We go ask and Dominique confirms ’30 minutes, 15 minutes for each woman.’
Alright. We’ll I’m convinced that this is not going to be an great session, but these are the hottest two women in the place and I’m sure this deal won’t be available later on when more people are here. So I fork over the money and we head upstairs.
It starts well with Dollface kissing me on the neck and Dominique going down on me.
Domenique: ‘Jorgito seems to be a bit tired today.’ (She’s been formally introduced to Jorge)
‘Well, you have to a better job exciting him. Why do you call him little Jorge (Jorjito)? I think he may be kind of offended.’
‘Ok. Fine. Big Jorge (Jorjote).’
‘That’s better.’
Jorge comes to life after being called big and Dominique hops on and we go at it for a few minutes with Dollface kissing my neck. This is kind of nice.
Then she hops off, puts on her pants and shirt and says ‘That was my 15 minutes. See ya!’ and walks out of the room.
Wow, that was a dirty trick. So now I’m left with Dollface for the remainder.
I’ll go off on a little tangent here; if anyone has seen the movie ‘Sex, Lies and Videotape’ I have basically the same thing as the James Spader character. I don’t pop (to use a term from Tung). It doesn’t really bug me as I still find sex very enjoyable although I’d really like to shoot my wad like they do in the porno films. Anyway, I can’t count the times I’ve had this conversation;
‘Aren’t you going to come?’
‘I don’t come.’
‘What. Why not? Never?’
‘I don’t know. That’s just the way it is.’
‘How Strange.’
Anyway, the good thing is I never get my time cut short. But now a lightbulb goes off in my head. I tell dollface that I’ll give her $80 if she can make me come.
‘Have you already come today?’
‘Nope.’ (which was certainly true).
She comes to life with that and the session becomes really fun. No more blocking where my hands and mouth want to go.
‘You want to be a bad girl for me?’
‘Si papi!’
And so forth. We finish up and of course I didn’t come. She doesn’t seem disappointed which kind of surprised me.

So back downstairs, I hang out for a while drinking beers and just looking around. Seem to be fewer hotties today. No Shakira, no Andrea, no Kattarina. Ah well……..

I hang out on the couches near the door where some Ecuadorians are sitting and chatting about Correa (they hate him) and the drunkest guy keeps wanting to tell me about his trip to Orlando. I don’t understand much of what he says and he passes out at one point. They offer me some of the whiskey they’re drinking and I accept and I continue drinking beers.

At one point I call over Domenique to give her a hard time;
‘You took off pretty early from the room.’
’15 mintues each woman, I told you.’
‘You’re very clever.’
‘Ha ha ha.’ (it’s funny, she says those words, as opposed to actually laughing)
‘I’ll give you $200 to do it por atras.’
‘Nooooo.’
‘$300? $500? How much?’
‘I don’t do that.’
‘Never tried it?’
‘No. I don’t want to do that.’
‘How about a beso negro?’
‘No. I’ve never done that.’
‘A guy’s never done it to you.’
‘Maybe a couple of times. Only a boyfriend.’
‘Why don’ t you let me take pictures of you? You’re already on the internet.’
‘I’ve never let anyone take pictures of my face.’
‘Your face is on the internet.’
‘No. No one has taken a picture of my face.’
‘ Ok, I must have imagined it. Have you ever been in love Domenique?’
‘Sure.’
‘When was the last time?’
‘Whew! A long time ago. Maybe 2 years.’
‘You know you’re in love with me Domenique.’
‘Ha ha ha.’
‘You have to be. I’m in love with you.’
‘Ha ha ha.’
‘Can I take you out to a dinner? It’ll be fun.’
‘I don’t think so. I have to go work.’
‘Ok. Back to work I don’t want to interfere with the stream of commerce’
It’s so funny. Sex? No problem. Go out to dinner? I don’t think so. Seems to be the opposite of what I’m used to at home.

Later the Ecuadorians decide they want one of the women to give them a private strip tease show. Now, I’ve never understood the attraction of this, as it’s the same price for a private show as it is for sex. But since we’re dividing the cost, it’s much less, so I’ll figure I’ll give it a try. Maybe there’s something special about it that I’m missing. We go up and Dollface (I recommended her) gives 5 of us a striptease. There’s certainly a lot more physical contact than there would be with a strip tease at home, but it’s still just a strip tease. At least now I know.

4:30 PM
I decide to take a break. I don’t know why I stayed in Café Rojo so long. I think I just decided that it was so good on the previous days, that there was no need to go anywhere else. This is a really bad strategy. You really never know where you’ll find the top talent. There are some places that are consistantly bad, but once and a while something amazing pops up. The Office springs to mind. Anyway, enough time drinking and gaping. I go back for a short nap.

6:00 PM
I take a little blue pill and head back. I told Dollface I’d bring her some food, so I stop at the chicken place and bring 5 pieces of chicken and a couple rice plates. This is a good way to become very popular, by the way. I go in the dressing room and eat with Dollface, offering chicken to any of the half dressed women walking by. A couple accept. It’s really fantastic chicken.

I’m now on cialis and viagra, so I’m ready to put them to use. I have a session with a woman who looked and behaved like a librarian (PG Post 287). Hard to believe she was doing this for work. Very innocent and timid. It’s so funny that you have women that seem totally innocent and then you have Shakira who is completely devoid of any inhibitions. It runs the gamut. I had another session that I think I would have forgotten had I not taken photos. I wasn’t that it wasn’t good, it’s just that things kind of start blending together here. Really sad, because if it happended today back as I write this here at home, it would probably never be forgotten.

Now I see Erika who I always liked a lot (PG Post 286). I have a lingerie which I brought for her. We go up for a session which goes nicely. She says next time she’ll go with me, Andrea and Kattryn to a jacuzzi party. She’s never been with another woman, but she says she’d be willing to experiment for me. Nice, but it will have to wait, since neither is here today.

10:00 PM
Closing time at Cafe Rojo. I walk down the street to a new place I got a card for the day before. Live Styles. It’s set up kind of like someone’s basement, with a couple living rooms, with a woman doing a strip show on the floor of one of the rooms. I sit down next to one who seems to be the prettiest in the place. I take my complimentary beer. I’m not drunk, but I’ve been drinking most of the day, and I’m pretty sick of it. I establish that she doesn’t do ‘por atras, beso negros, or give blow jobs’. Jorge tells me we’re going to have to do better than this. I listen to Jorge.

11:00 PM
I find a taxi and tell him to take me to Body. We start discussing clubs and somehow we end up at Akershutz. My first time there. I start talking to a woman there with large breasts. She orders $2 wines. After a while I have her order 3 at once so the barman doesn’t have to keep coming back every 5 minutes.
We establish the $40 for a 40 minute session. I don’t feel like negotiating. I take another viagra. We head to the room which has a big clock on the wall, which I actually appreciate, so we know exactly when we’re stopping. She’s pretty fun. I felt her get really wet, but she told me at the end that she didn’t come. I thought getting wet meant that she came. You learn something new every day.

12:30 AM
I go to Body. I pay the doorman $10 for the $3 entry and he tells me he’ll bring me the change. Fine. Later he brings me $6 and tells me a dollar is a tip. I say fine I was going to give him 2, but he chose one. He says I can still give another. ‘Too late’ I say. Again, it’s always good to have a lot of dollar bills on you to avoid getting hit with gringo fees, missing change, etc. But I just don’t feel like arguing with anyone tonight.

I sit and watch a couple dancing who are just awesome. It’s worth the price of admission alone. I’m ordering water by now. Enough beer.

I recognize Samara from VIP Paradise women (PG Post 288). She’s sitting with a guy who leaves after a while and we start an animated conversation. I can’t understand that much that she says as she rattles on and on, but she’s kind of fun to listen to. She’s 30, but could pass for a lot younger. She’s got a cute face, with a very cute button nose and she can be very silly. Soon, I really want to have sex with her. I hand over my money. I love it here.

We go into a room and she calls her friend in. I’m not sure why. She asks if I want them together. The friend is a cute Columbian and normally I’d say yes, but I think Jorge may be on his last leg and I just want something tranquil at this point.

Then they pull out a little bag of white stuff. Now if I was following common sense and good instincts, I’d probably have told them not to do that shit in here. I don’t do it. I’ve tried it a couple times, the last time being over 20 years ago. But I find myself asking if I can just try a teeny bit.
‘Sure thing.’
And so I did and Jorge comes to life.
Jorge: ‘Now we’re talking. Forget those little blue and yellow pills. This is the shit!’
‘No, Jorge. This is some bad stuff. It’ll mess us up eventually. This is just a special occasion.’
‘Ok, fine. But let’s go now that it’s working!’
Can’t argue with Jorge there.
Columbian leaves and Samara and I have a very spirited session. She has a really cute culito that she doesn’t allow to be touched. Everything about her is cute.
We hang out a while in the main area dancing and watching people dance. Samara rattles on and on. I have trouble following.

2:30 AM

I taxi to Nitecats, but it looks like the police are raiding it. I head to Swing.

There almost no one there, but I start dancing with Natasha. She’s a great dancer. There’s something so sensual about latinas. Then it’s her turn to do the stage dance.

After a little while, there’s only one other customer there. It’s this incredibly drunk guy who’s surrounded by 3 or 4 women that range from below average to very ugly. He’s not so drunk that he can’t buy drinks anymore. It’s simultaneously hillarious and pathetic. I’m dancing with the woman with the wandering eye and Natasha (although she’s up on the stage). It’s really kind of a very surreal scene. I felt like I should have been in a Fellini movie.

3:50 AM

I look at my watch and realize it’s time for me to head back to as my flight is leaving soon. I tearfully hug Natasha and the woman with the wandering eye and a waiter, whos telling me I’m a really good person. I truly am feeling sadness at leaving. I take a taxi back to my hotel, pack quickly and walk across the street to check in for my flight.

6:30 AM
We’re departing as I look at the beautiful city. It was an unreal 84 hours. Sometimes I think I would like to find a way to live here, but then I think it would just be too much for me. I think it would kill me. Goodbye paradise and back to the real world. The fact that I’m going to return is what sustains me.

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Haven't been to Quito in a month or so, partially explaining if not excusing my poor response to PM's and posts.

Here is another attempt at the quick link: http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UT...274e2c70b&z=12

I'll back-in and try. Thanks to Tung for taking the ball and running with it. It would be great to get more participation. PM me if you want access (although I think you already can).

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I spent a few days in Quito in late April, and with the most extensive (Tung’s) guide in hand, made the rounds of the city’s attractions. I probably visited at least 75% of the Chongos in central Quito, and can add little of value to the forum other than the fact that the information in the guide is right on.

The place I was most looking forward to (Club 122) was closed during my stay there, so that was disappointing. A casa only briefly mentioned in the guide, the place right up the street from the Massajes Medellin (VIP Paradise Women - Fernando Meneses house N23 111 y La Gasca) turned out to be a pleasant surprise. Officially opens around 7 pm (I was told there was only one girl when I first got there at 5 pm) and when I returned at around 8 pm the place was packed and there were about ten chicas ranging from 5 to 8. The few of them that I spoke with all quoted the standard $15.

My quest for a Relax y Vida type of a massage place in Quito (for those familiar with the Lima scene), did not turned up much. Although I have to say that El Espectador 817 was a decent alternative. I tried the less attractive two of the three chicas who work there (the cute one was busy on my first visit and off on the second) and I definitely got my money’s worth.

Digits

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I can't remmember her name, but she works at Cafe Rojo. I had a good onsite session with her one afternoon. I attempted to make a Sunday evening follow-up date with her, but it didn't work out. She didn't show and her excuse was that it was raining very hard and she lived a long way from my Mariscal hotel. I guess she didn't need a side job. Sunday's are terrible in Quito, so my day was pretty much ruined.

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I recognize Pamela from Guajira in the 4th one. Who's the other girl?

Earlier this year I was in Quito and visited several of the local chongos. Attached are a few of my favorite photos.