Kyiv

[Roger Mellie]

I've got a couple of PMs asking about wingmen - is it better with or without etc ... I guess it depends entirely on your wingman. Personally I prefer hanging out in bars and working that angle, and to do that is easier if you are with someone. Hanging out in bar solo is like having "desperado" tattooed on your forehead. But as a pair it works much better.

Skank and I worked particular well together. We have teamed up a couple of times in Moscow in the past for single evenings - always with good results, but this was the first major double bill. There are probably 3 main reasons for the successful partnership.
(1) we have different tastes in women. He prefers the petite look, and has a tendency to end up with brunettes or redheads. He also has no issues with curly hair. I prefer the tall blonde look and dont do curly hair - straight blonde hair all the way for me.
(2) we offer something different to women. This way they are going to be clear about what guy they want (Shy Olga was a bit confused but that is the exception). Skank is more the youthful trendy look while I am more the suit look. The birds we end up in Moscow as a result as for him typically 18-22, young and living at home whereas mine are typically 22-27, with their own car and apartment.
(3) we have the same perspective on mongering. We dont try and compete for the same chicks. Both of us prefer to hang out in bars and pick up freebies and show them a genuinely good time, with only the rare foray into the p4p world. There is no point going mongering with a guy who wants to be at river palace or phoning GIA every night if you want to be at 111 Cocktail bar.

[Doctor_Skank]

111 report 3 (tuesday):
“my best night”

saturday had been a fun night with lots of female contact as detailed in rm’s report, lots of dancing and flirting, but rather unsatisfying as i again went home alone. i am sure that i committed numerous tactical errors, but i wasn’t really employing any tactic beyond the hand grenade in the fishbowl technicque. it should have worked too, and spikey blonde and i, who really should have been fucking each other since day 1, yet again failed to connect as she got tangled up with an old girlfriend and i got tired of waiting after 10 minutes.

sunday i elected for the rp option and did very well…

monday i employed the octopus tactic on a german speaking dyev from the internet and at least got some good macking and tit-groping in while rm, natali 19 and old man ukraine watched tv in the next room before kicking her out to meet sweet sveta and get a little farther with her. i got some tit off of her and set her up for the next day, as there was no point in going for the score on this night. after that rm had an enjoyable date with two cuties, the little one and moscow model, as detailed in his report. we then went to rp, where i failed to score at rp due to price conflicts, as i detailed in a previous report. rm managed to find a über-suka, whose pleasant demeanor went suddenly sour as soon as she was back in the apartment.

so it was tuesday, my last day in country, and i was determined to get laid... but still unwilling to emply the nuclear option for a second time. i had completely overscheduled tuesday, with 5 appointments and 2 girls on call. considering the fact that most girls worked during the day, the evening schedule would probably not allow me to see more than two or three.

my initial appointment was at 2 with olia the virgin. rm had made little progress on this basket case earlier, but i thought i would make one last ditch effort before writing her off. her appearance certainly wasn’t worth the effort we made, but she was a virgin and did seem interested in losing it, so i thought i’d test the waters. we met at shato, a bar with an in house brewery serving decent beer. normally a good place to go, its location in the center of town however meant it was surrounded by the tent people chanting slogans and living like rats celebrating their revolution. by now i was very annoyed by this pathetic excuse for a revolution. already kiev +5 and i still hadn’t seen a single tank let alone heard a shot fired in anger. it wasn’t that i really wanted a bloodbath during my mongering trip or anything, but the novelty of peaceful protestors blockading the entire main drag kreshatik had definitely worn off by day 3 and was now a mere annoyance. even worse, the orange-clad protestors were starting to get a bit surly and were occasionally stopping people at the doors of buildings.. including my internet café… to “check for spies”. i think they’ve been watching too much tv. anyway, i made sure to wear my orange hilfiger t-shirt every day in a declaration of faux allegiance.

soon after meeting olia i realized it was a waste of time. i had originally planned to get her back to the apartment and employ the octopus tactic, with the schizo tactic as a reserve. but after ten minutes i realized this girl was about as sexual as a lump of coal and i quickly drank my beer and got ready to go. just to salvage something from the encounter though, i did some sweet talking and at least got some kissing and hand holding. i also informed her that her backwater views on sexuality could ruin her life, as if she didn’t at least try out some men she’d never even know what she likes in a man. ridiculously naïve and innocent, olia the virgin didn’t get laid during our stay, but she did manage to kiss two foreign guys in the course of 2 or three days.. i’m sure she is filling her diary with pathetic prose right now… and i am equally sure that the precious virginity that she has been saving up for 20 years now will fall unceremoniously in 2005. who will it be? it won’t be me.

i then quickly jetted out to see mick, who lived out by minskaya metro. we met at a decent bar/restaurant called limpopo, which had a latin theme. nothing special, but ok. not wanting to waste time, i suggested we go back to my apartment because i wanted to be alone with her. i really only wanted an opportunity to get some pics and a quick shag in, but she informed me that she was on the rag.

check please!

so i jetted back to town and rested for an hour before meeting sweet sveta, the 20ish secretary girlfriend of rm’s psycho victoria, who truly is psycho. in fact, the night before while eating at maracon with victoria and sveta, victoria went off on a tirade about nazis and the occult in the third reich and after i said i was a history buff she started quizzing me on the armament of the p-51d mustang fighter place from world war ii. what a wacko! still has a cute face and a nice little pooper though, so i forgive her.

anyway, sveta comes over and i maneuver her on to the couch, realizing i only have about a 2 hour window of opportunity to score before she has to go home to her grandmother. so i give her some bailey’s and employ the octopus tactic, using all 8 tentacles so that she can’t defend herself. she proves reluctant though, and i switch to the schizo tactic… paraphrased as follows:

“are you afraid of me?”

“a little”

“why?”

“i don’t know”

“you know, sometimes when i look at you i see a little girl, and sometimes i see a woman”.

“what do you see now?”

“i see a scared little girl”

“now i am embarrassed and feel stupid”

“don’t be”

“i’m cold”

“we can go in the jacuzzi”…

“ok…”

“now are you a girl or a woman?”

“i’m a woman”

once in the jacuzzi, which by some “miracle” was already running, a tit fondle and a digit in her moist pussy induced the ever popular “ya hochu tebya” and it was off to the races. not wanting to disappoint her in her first jacuzzi encounter and first poke with a foreigner, i gave her the full program and she went off.. i really enjoyed watching her eyes roll back into her head and listening to her moan incomprehensible phrases in russian… a most satisfying poke.

a brief dip in the jacuzzi and i kick her out back to grandma, and call up the little one, who seemed so eager the night previous. regrettably the little one is at home and her mom won’t let her out… she says had she known it was my last night out we could have met somehow. perhaps a tactical error on my part, but i didn’t know how long the sveta encounter would last. so we exchange a few nice words on the phone before i redress to go to 111.

i briefly considered going to rp which has cheap entrance on tuesday night, meaning loads of dyevs, but instead elected to go to 111, which had gotten rave reviews from rm.

in the meantime rm had been texting me that he was making progress with tanya big tits, the sexy chick we had met at some provincial disco two days previous. on that fateful saturday, we had actually met adriana little tits first, whom i chatted up and figured i had a good chance with… young, no tits, average face, cheap clothes…what could go wrong? unfortunately adriana seemed to know everybody in the club and was uninterested in some foreign guy, so she unceremoniously rejected me, even as rm made headway with tanya big tits.

anyway on this particular tuesday night, we agree that if rm is making progress he has the flat to himself for awhile and i am going to 111.

at 111 i am instantly hit on by a girl. a cute face and good body, she somehow annoys me though and although i maintain some interest and note her as an emergency option, i don’t commit, as the night is young. she has really latched on though. thankfully spikey blonde shows up. as she walks by i reach out and grab her, we hit it off instantly. she is obviously very interested. at some point i am standing next to the bar eyeing a redhead across the way straddled on either side by annoying girl and spikey blonde when annoying girl asks me:

“do you have any plans tonight?”

i say “no, do you?”

she says “i don’t… but i’m hoping to make some”

at that point spikey blonde asks me to help her with her zipper, warning me to be “gentle”, since she “isn’t wearing any underwear.”

i sense the evening has taken a turn for the better.

annoying girl asks me if i am going to make her fight with spikey blonde for me and i tell annoying girl that i want to talk to spikey blonde. annoying girl reminds me that she is waiting just in case i change my mind. damn, the poor girl must have been really desperate for a fuck!

i observe the club action and note that nearly all of the expats there are getting way too drunk to score. i think they might have had a chance, but now they barely able to stand, including 3 french guys who end up crawling up the stairs.

there are still some cute chicks available, but i am totally into spikey blonde now, she is a lot of fun and really a good flirt. i have long since made my decision. several drinks later we leave the club, stopping at the supermarket to get some seafood and drinks and stopping at her apartment to pick up her school bags for the next morning.

back at the pad, we cook a huge meal and literally destroy the kitchen, the cleaning lady will hate me. spikey blonde shows me some pictures of her as a teen model in odessa, she used to have long brown hair. she looked damn good. i maneuver spikey blonde towards the bedroom, as i am getting tired and want to still give a good performance, she briefly gets cold feet but quickly succumbs to my (very genuine) affection.

spikey blonde turns out to be an amazing fuck, i really should have tapped that earlier. her pussy is shaved absolutely bare and after some initial tightness getting in, she became wetter than any girl i’ve ever had recently, actually ever if memory serves. after a few minutes of poking there was literally a huge wet spot on the bed and the juices were flowing down her legs with such intensity that i initially thought she had just gotten her period. but no, it is merely pussy juice.. like a liter of it! she is quite vocal and tells me to hurry up, she is coming too often and it is too intense. i should have recognized the chemistry that existed between us since day 1 and went for it earlier. oh well. i end up finsihing in her mouth, which has become somewhat of a kiev tradition.

finally sometime in the morning we stop boning. regreattbly tanya big tits is gone already, but rm is there with a coy smile on his face. at first spikey blonde is shy about seeing rm, but i convince her it is all ok.

shortly thereafter, we all go downstairs together and part company, rm and i head to the airport.

in retrospect, i am sure that we missed a lot of opportunities and commited some tactical errors. nonetheless, i had a great time and despite the annoying revolution, still managed to enjoy kiev nightlife to its fullest. i’ll be back soon enough, but first i am going to wait out the political situation.

if you’ve got kiev on your schedule in the near future, the airports are still open and so are the clubs. things are slow right now, there is no denying it. the girls seem quite cautious as well, and the worry of politics isn’t exactly an aphrodisiac, but with some work and luck you’ll still get where you want to go. and if not, you can just pay for it…

[BayView]

I'll arrive in Kiev Wednesday. Is anyone else going to be there and want to meet?

[Doctor_Skank]

Mick and the Gypsy at 111 (Friday):

“You can’t always get what you want...but sometimes you might just get what you need...”

After Thursday night’s relative failure, we found ourselves at 111 again and although I don't remember the exact course of events I do remember that we were eyeing two Ro-looking birds RM has accurately described as a female Mick Jagger and a Gypsy. We kept checking them out during the course of the night as they got loaded on cocktails and danced up a storm. Turns out Mick is a professional dancer, as her body would later prove. After our initial targets suddenly had local boyfriends, we decided to explore other options. Mick kept eyeing me as she danced and smiling at me with that big fleshy Mick Jagger grin so when she came by the bar I reached out and grabbed her and we began talking in Russian... turns out she and her friend are from Donetsk originally but now living in Kiev.

RM and I held a brief tactical meeting and concluded that we should take what we could get and get out of the club with these girls as quickly as possible before they:

a) sober up
b) or get too drunk to walk
c) discover new found morality in these patriotic times.

Maybe being from Yanukovich's bastion of neo-Russian conservatism helped, but most of all it was RM that led the way now, as after some dancing with Mick I returned to the table to find RM with his tongue down Gypsy's throat and his hand on her tit. Nice. Mick was shocked at her friend's lewd behavior, but I was already collecting our coats before she knew what was happening. Quickly we scurried them into the cab and zoomed home, even as I heard them argue amongst one another if they should do this. Gypsy was all over RM though and Mick had little choice to follow suit. Nor did we really ever allow them to pursue any other options. We just kept the momentum moving towards our pad.

After a brief drink in our apartment, Gypsy was all over RM and they disappeared to go bone and I went to work on Mick. Mick turned out to be tougher than I thought though, and I had to resort to…god forbid… romance to get her in the sack, whispering sweet nothings into her ear and corny crap like “ya hochu tebya sechas, zavtra i poslezavtra…”

And posle-posle zavtra, what’s then?

But I managed to get her into the bedroom and the self-proclaimed “bely neger” soon succumbed to my octopus tactic and once I got some tongue on her tit she was off like a rocket and turned out to be an incredible fuck… a dance instructor, she was incredibly limber, easily putting her legs up on my shoulders or even up around her head as I ruthlessly rodded her trimmed twat… her Mick Jagger lips were put to good use too, as she could suck like a Hoover vacuum cleaner… plenty of those slobbering and sucking noises I so enjoy. I finished by fucking her from behind and then flipping her around and straddling her face while shoving my cock down her throat as best I could before cumming and letting her suck me dry. It was a massive build up too, so she did indeed get her RDA of protein. We slept soon after doing the nasty.

Mick got up early and after writing down her mobile number, went to collect a nearly comatose Gypsy… eventually we all were up and kicked out the girls, noting that they had not asked for taxi money… a rarity in FSU.

RM and had a good laugh discussing the night’s events and returned to bed in an attempt to score some elusive sleep… RM had been noticeably more relaxed early in the trip, having broken the seal with his regular girl, the cute and delightfully innocent Tanya. She had such a positive personality and was so obviously excited to see RM that she was getting at least as much out of it as he was. Now I had at least unloaded and could look towards the weekend with vain optimism.

[Doctor_Skank]

Club 111 on a Thursday…

“My worst night”

After checking in and getting set up, we went to the internet café and did some “dyev admin”, trying to set up dates, get a few pro numbers etc. This would be a daily ritual and did pan out to a certain extent as we both collected numerous telephone numbers and met a few girls. I didn’t actually screw any of them but did get some kissing and some titty action… not bad considering I put very little effort or money into it and didn’t meet any of them for more than an hour or two. I did meet several girls I’d like to see again but did not have time to actively pursue during this trip… but contact was established, making stage 2 that much easier when I return.

We went to 111, which RM had scored well in before and our fears were confirmed as we saw the club only partially full on an otherwise top clubbing night. This would remain true throughout our stay, no club ever truly filled up or got more than about 1/2 full at best.

Located on the same premises of Hotel Lubid, it remains one of Kiev's premier expat locations for dyev hunting. Moreover, it was almost the only place that showed at least decent action every night of the week (and we tried a lot of places) and was seemingly revolution-proof... and even more interestingly, it was the only club the received universally positive reviews from the more than a dozen of girls we met, including those mentioned in his report ... Mick Jagger and the Gypsy might have been there for the first time, but everybody else from Tanya Big Tits, to the Armenian, the Little One and even my jealous RP pro happily frequented the location. So it seems to draw both slutz and respectable birds as well... Combine this with relatively affordable (22-28 Grivna) well-proportioned cocktails, late opening hours, a rotating bar and decent danceable music and we have a lovely combination

At 111 we drank Cosmopolitans… I don’t know why really, but it is an easy to drink cocktail and fairly light on the stomach… I actually usually enjoy the trendier mojitos and caipirinhias, however these pack to much juice to drink over the course of a night. I stuck to Cosmopolitans, Vodka-Red Bull (Burn actually), Baileys, Mojitos and beer for most of the trip.

I can’t remember the chain of events in perfect detail, but I do remember spotting Spikey Blonde staring at me as soon as we were at the bar. RM actually commented on it as it was really obvious, like some weird death stare or like she was trying to perform the Jedi Mind Trick on me. In a way, it was kind of creepy… but I thought she was cute, so I stared back. When making eye contact with Russian chicks (yeah I know Ukrainians aren’t Russians…whatever) I like to maintain it as long as possible. Seems to me they are used to making guys look away when they stare (and they do love to stare) but if you hold your own you express the kind of confidence they universally adore. Spikey Blonde is kind of a punk girl with a cute face and, as I would discover a few days later, a great body and a demon in the sack. Within 5 minutes she came over to me and more or less latched on to me. It actually made me a bit uncomfortable, as she was cute and everything but certainly no bombshell and the night was young. She kept saying we should go to Chaikovsky as it was better tonight. I told her maybe I’d see her there and blew her off politely. I was hoping… and planning really.. on something else.

After a few moments we spotted some cute teens and made our move. I spoke to one, somewhat of a Christina Ricci look-alike but lacking the extra pounds and soon we had met all 5 or 6. It looked promising… some subtle hand on knee action that met with satisfaction etc… but then after about 1 hour they were gone… all of a sudden they packed up their things and left, only leaving behind the ugliest of the two. With these two in tow we went to Chaikovsky, a mid-sized bi-level club in the center of town. It was ok at best, and subsequent info from other girls would confirm that Chaikovsky was once very good but has since gone to the dogs.

Speaking of, our dogs were at the bar drinking on our account and I consulted briefly with RM before proposing to the girls that we return to the apartment for drinks. The uglier one (which I was now hitting on) looked confused until the birthday girl told me defiantly “we are not that kind of girl”. What does that mean, she has a penis?

Thoroughly annoyed I told her she “should go dance.. alone” and shooed them off. They scurried away. After that exchange I quickly realized the error in my actions, as the birthday teens from earlier than night, who had my number, certainly would get a report from the ugly birthday girl and avoid us. Which they did. No call back.

We returned to 111 and I collected a number from the girlfriend of a girl I liked, but despite an exchange of SMSs, it didn’t pan out. Commo problems. Someone called me and wanted to meet me the next day, but I couldn’t figure out who it was and the meeting never materialized. Maybe it was her, who knows.

Thursday night ended unceremoniously as RM and I returned to our abode empty-handed and wondering where we went wrong.

[Doctor_Skank]

Recently got back from a 5 day excursion to Kiev. I met up with Roger Mellie, a great mate and fellow hedonist. His report is a post or two back, detailing his experiences and ours together. It’s great reading to get an idea of what it’s like in Kiev during these turbulent times.

Going out with RM was great, not only to he share taking the initiative and leading the charge on numerous occasions, he also provided excellent wingman support in my endeavours. And failing to score but still having a mate to drink and carouse with took any measure of bitterness out of the cold 4am Kiev air. If you can find a WSG member to prowl with you during your excursions I suggest you do so. We hooked up with yet another WSGer I knew from Odessa for one night and he was a good mate and we all had fun.


Although RM correctly reports that we received more rejections than we are used to... and that from relatively average birds... we still established contact quickly and fairly effectively. We somehow didn't manage to put the ball between the goal posts as often as we may have been expecting and are accustomed to, but I still did go 2 for 4 and attribute our lack of success to an odd anti-sexual atmosphere in the air (thanks Yushenko), some tactical errors on my part (hitting up too many girls in one night in plain sight of everyone) and the fortunes of freebie hunting, which sometimes deliver a night of bliss and just as often leave you alone and wondering what went wrong.. Perhaps our expectations were too high or our tactics inappropriate in these turbulent times, however I enjoyed every trip to 111 immensely... at the very least there was plenty of flirting to be done. Here are some reports from the clubs…

[Doctor_Skank]

Ham Bloke:

I agree with you in principal that $100 should be target price in RP. However achieving this price isn't always possible. In fact, in an effort to do so, on one night I actually STRUCK OUT at RP. Now that takes talent...

To exercise my point... I went to RP twice last week and had two totally different experiences.

On Sunday night many girls available for $100. I made a quick selection that was very satisfactory. High quality girl. Great attitude. Great vibe. Great sex all night long. Another wonderful case of a dynamo girl that just wants to keep fucking and won't let you sleep after the initial rounds. A very good investment.

On Monday night the place was full of attractive girls, but they were very adamant about minimum price being $150... in fact most insisted on $200+.

It wasn't a matter of being resilient or waiting it out. I did wait it out. I was resilient... even charming at times. However a common answer was "I only go for $200" or even a short and snotty "$200 take it or leave it". Some girls were even downright rude when I said I'd never pay that much, simply turning away and motioning for me to go away... a classic brush off. Not only will I never pay $200 at RP, I'll definitely never go with a rude pro.

It also wasn't a matter of too much competition. There were about 10 guys and 40 girls there, about half of the 10 guys already occupied and in fact appeared to be local. So 35 girls were competing for 5 guys and still not budging in price.

In fact, on that Monday night, it got late and I got bored and I simply left alone, hitting up 2 girls in a last gasp effort with an offer of $100 for 3 hours at about 4am but still getting blown off. So no, $100 for a decent girl (not to mention the elusive 9) isn't always possible. As tired and annoyed as I was, I wasn't going to pay more since I really wouldn't have gotten much out of it. Instead I saved my energy for the clubs on Tuesday night. Energy that I would need in abundance. More on that later.

As for quality of girl at RP it was genuinely high, however I did not see many 9s and certainly no 10s at RP. I saw maybe 2 or 3 girls I'd give a 9 rating to in 2 days at RP. And this was in that low light pros love... in natural they were most likely in fact 8s. Having a great body doesn't make a girl a 9 in my book. Most Ukrainian pros of any caliber have a great body. As for the few 9s, my mate RM chatted up one of the rare 9s and she wanted $300. Laughable. RM, in keeping with the WSG spirit, blew her off unceremoniously. I wish he'd blown a massive load all over her smug face, but not at that price tag.

[Roger Mellie]

late night typing until 3am just to get it all out before I forget the juicier details. Am editing typos now. Cheers

PS... pics (of my dyevs) now available in the pics section ... and I am kinda hoping the stories dont contain warts!

[Toscana]

Roger,

great warts and all reporting. All goes to show that even a difficult week in Kiev is better than a normal week in most countries. Plenty of typos - guess you were desperate to get that report in before Skank came up with a completely different version of events.

[Roger Mellie]

The Story - Continued
Sun
2pm Bolster flagging mojo by getting Tanya Sure Fuck round. I drag her into the bedroom and the results of the C pill (range of about 4 days) make her gasp. I gave her a long quality poke but hadnt finished yet. As my reward for the good poking, I took some gentlemans photos before reaching into my bag of tricks and pulling out a vibrating butt plug. I plug it into her and turned it on while I shagged her doggy style. Its a nice feeling cause I felt the vibes thru her internal walls. She was shocked but got into it pretty quickly. After 10 minutes or so, I removed the plug and replaced it with me. The poor girl had never been down this road before and I had to take my time before I eventually shot a load into her ass. A few kisses and cuddles in the Jacuzzi and she was back in happy heaven. When I asked her to go at 5pm cause I had "a meeting to go to" she was very disappointed.
Skank meanwhile had been out of the house meeting The Little One. A short girl from one of his internet sites who was the daughter of trendy Kievan aristocracy. The Little One tells him she has a friend, a Model from Moscow visiting and while she was married back in Moscow, would be open to double date at Skank and Mellie's "Moscow Models R us".
6pm and it was another double date with Skank to Morokana restaurant with my Psycho Victoria and her friend Sweet Sveta. Just before going, Shy Olga Virgin called me up and said she needed to meet me at 8pm and mentioned something about trying something new. I was convinced she wanted me to pop her cherry. So at 7:45 I invented a fake emergency phone call, excused myself from dinner (where Skank was making admirable progress with Sweet Sveta) and rushed back to meet Shy Olga for her ritual deflowering. After a few drinks we went for a short walk (to my apartment) but just outside the door she froze and got wet feet. "Ukrainian Girls will never come up to a mans apartment alone" she insisted. I have news for you baby - oh yes they do! But she was clearly thinking of mummy, daddy, the grandparents and how she would let them all down if she succumbed to her lust to lose her virginity. So she turned around and walked off. I was about to go inside but thought I would have one last roll of the dice... I ran down the street and kissed her. She got into it and started hugging me like a bear would. Then after 5 minutes of what I thought would be a prelude to her coming up stairs, she suddenly snapped again, turned around and walked away shamefaced that she had already done so much. No Cigar.
I had this 19 year old called Natali coming in by train from Zaporozhe who was due to arrive at 6 am the next morning and so I was keen for an early night. The plan was to have her with me for a day and a night and pound her ruthlessly.
Skank hits River Palace and scores an attractive skinny blonde in exchange for a photo of Ben Franklin. I wake up at various times in the night to hear giggling and splashing coming from the Jacuzzi. Skank got his money's worth with loads of still and video photography.

Mon 630am - Natali 19 turns up and calls me from downstairs. I trot down to let her in and am shocked and stunned when I meet her on the freezing early morning Kiev Street and she introduces me to ... her Father, Old Man Ukraine, who had travelled with his daughter into Kiev. Neither Natali 19 nor the almost toothless Old Man Ukraine had ever been to Kiev before. This was a major fucking disaster. They werent leaving until at 8pm tonight but I would have to waste an entire day babysitting Old Man Ukraine instead of fucking the arse off his 19 year old daughter, who within 5 minutes made it clear she was infatuated with me. I really dont want to go into this day, cause it was a total disaster from my perspective and I really dont need to relive those most awkward memories. I wrote off a day.
3pm and Skank meets a sweet young plain german speaking bird who we shall call German Speaker. He takes her back to the apartment and despite me sitting there in the living room watching Ukranian political updates with Natali 19 and Old Man Ukraine, he drags German Speaker into his bedroom next door and gets as far as the tit grope and good french kissing action.
5pm and Skank helps me devise an excuse about a business meeting that cuts 3 hours of my babysitting time and gets Natali 19 and Old Man Ukraine out of the apartment and out of my hair. She moans about missing me on the train ride back to Zaporozhe while I shoved then out the door. What kind of stupid bimbo brings her dad along 12 hours to meet a guy?
6pm and it was time to meet Tanya Marriage, another victim of the intensive carpet bombing campaign. Her name was Tanya and she was a secretary in a marriage agency, but didnt like any of the guys who come though. She was tall, slim, blonde, 25 yo and about a 7 overall and we met at a trendy coffee / beer place just off Khreschatik. Skank arrived with The Armenian, a dyev he had poked on a previous trip to Kiev, but couldnt get her too far this time as she had a new man now. I didnt get the sense that I was likely to get a poke of Tanya Marriage in the remaining 36 hours so I didnt push her too far and said goodbye around 8pm. It was a pity meeting her so late, cause a couple more days and dates and she would been poke-able.
8.30pm and I get a call from Strange Marina, who wants to talk dirty. I tell her to come over to the apartment and she starts drooling away in a sexy voice "what do you want to do to me?" I told I will would probably kiss her all over. She says " mmmm, and then what?".... I said just get your butt round to the flat and I will give you the works. "I want to hear what the works is, tell me, tell me" ... she was just stringing me along trying to get me to talk dirty to her. She wanted me to come from phone sex and dirty talk. I prefered the more mentally satisfying alternative of filling her bowels with sperm. This sleazy chit chat went on for 20 minutes before I told her I am hanging up and she was to get her little ass round. Alas, she didnt come. Another time, another mood and She would have been a sure shag too, but I just didnt have time to stuff around talking dirty with only a day or so remaining.
9pm Skank was out with Sweet Sveta on a follow up date, before taking her back to the flat and getting jiggy with her titties. That was his second taste of new titties in 6 hours.
Midnight and Skank called the Little One and she tells us to meet her and Moscow Model at this decadent place about 200 yards from our flat. We could hardly refuse to go as it was a 3 minute walk and they were already there. We had a few cocktails and made a good foursome. The Little One was clearly infatuated with Skank (a puddle formed under her seat every time Skank touched up her thighs) and The Moscow Model was having a better time than she expected to have. She cleverly checked herself whenever it became too obvious that she was enjoying my company - it isnt proper for married Moscow Models to show they are happy in the company of a guy they just met. But neither of us was ever going to get a score there that night and we said goodbye as the girls made their way home. Skank was happy to try River Palace again after the good value he had the previous night, and I decided to join him and pay for play for my first time in the Ukraine.
2am - at the palace, got a well located table and cased out the joint. Unlike Skanks previous night, there were loads of girls there and they clearly outnumbered the guys. I targeted the best looking girl in the place and went over to her. $300. I chuckled in her ear and said if she decides she wants to make a enjoyable $100, to tap me on the shoulder. A few other girls there came back with $200s and about my 4th choice agreed $100. Skank meanwhile was striking out. He tried a bunch and couldnt get anything lower than $200. I told him I would split with mine while he tried to find one and 20 grivnya later was back at the flat with RP#2. It was a disaster. Sometimes you get the stubborn unfriendly bitches who seemed so nice when they were touting for your business and sometimes you get the genuine girls who get into it. This one was the former. First she threw a tantrum and wouldnt get into the Jacuzzi, then she freaked out about cameras, accidentally knocking my digital onto the floor and breaking it. There was nothing left to do but to shaft her ruthlessly. She really pissed me off and the combination of the C and a few drinks meant I was able to pound her hard and fast for about an hour, resting only to catch my breath. Just when she thought I might have finally come, I fired up again pounding the crap out of her. She left early and on bad terms. I will post her pic later so you know to avoid her. She was the pits - one of those experiences that make you think you will never shell out for p4p again. No camera posing, no alcohol, no jacuzzi, no friendliness no anything. Skank returned from River Palace with nothing - he couldnt find anyone he wanted at a decent price.

Tue
2pm and another carpet bombing target is to be met. Shy Alena at TGIF. We chat for about 45 mins over a Caesar salad and then I invite her back to flat to have some Baileys and listen to some music. Skank was out meeting Shy Olga giving her a last shot so I had the pad to myself. Shy Alena was short, very plain (we had way to many plain birds but thats just the way we had to cover ourselves on this trip) 20 and shy. I didnt want to waste time on my last day and figured I have a few hours to kill before meeting the next dyev, so I might as well get a mouthful of new titties. Just when the kissing is hotting up and I am literally seconds away from her titties, her mobile phone rings. Its Mum. "Where are you" I hear Mum barking into the phone. Doh! Shy Alena snaps out of the passion induced stupor and says she has to go home to her mum, but not before a long lingering face suck by the door. If only I had another 10 minutes.
5pm Skank visits Mick Jagger at a place in her part of town (a bunch of metro stops away) but Mick was on her period so Skank bugged out and returned ASAP.
6pm I met Psycho Victoria at the coffee / bar place off Khreshchatik (by now we had the feel of the cool places in central Kiev to use as meeting places and bars to go to). Psycho Victoria was feeling better (having been sick for most of out visit) and we go for a bit of a walk and have a nice kiss goodbye. I mention to her that her mate Sweet Sveta is coming around later and would probably be poked by Skank and that Psycho Victoria was welcome to join me in emulating them but a bit of kissing was all I was going to get that night from her.
9pm Skank gets Sweet Sveta to visit him at the flat and goes to town on her, getting her over the line on the last night. He reported using the "schizo" technique on her and getting her into the jacuzzi for the first time in her life before giving her what he described to me as a top quality shag. She left at 11.
I meanwhile was out on a date with Tanya Big Tits. I wasnt expecting too much from it and had another date lined up for 11 pm. But Tanya Big Tits I found out was only 19. I had thought she was about 25. On hearing this news I redoubled my efforts for one last shot at glory. I plied Tanya Big tits with cocktails first at the decadent place and then at a new Klitshko bar Orangerie. Both were stylish elegant lounge bars with funky music - my scene - By midnight we were kissing and groping away in Orangerie and it was past the 11:30 deadline that anyone who wants to get home by public transport in Kiev has to abide by. And Tanya Big Tits lived an hour away by metro and mashrutki. It wasnt exactly nearby. So how was she planning to get home?? I invited her back to the flat which was nearby - 100 metres away in fact. Once inside I gave her a baileys to help think things over, (there was almost none left as Skank had used a truckload to get Sweet Sveta over the line only hours earlier) and suggested she stay the night. Before long I had her straddling me on the sofa and was kissing those 19 year old big tits while slipping my fingers under her thong - she was all wet and ready to rumble. Her initial suggestion of sleeping on the sofa was swept aside and I led her into the bedroom where she got another good serve. Skank and I may not have had as much shagging as we would have liked on this trip but there were no poor performances. She loved riding cowgirl style and had a particular angle worked out that obviously made her cum. Every 20 mins or so she took up that position and came with a minute or two. She was also particularly adept with her hips, having the grinding motions pretty much perfected at the tender age of 19. After no less than 75 minutes of very vigorous poking and all manner of positions, I pulled out of her and came in her mouth. She swallowed every drop. We collapsed. It was a top class poke.
I had no idea where Skank was that night but awoke to noises around 5:30 am. It was a good enough excuse for me to lube up Tanya Big Tits and slip a second serve in from behind. I dont know if she heard the muffled moans coming from Skanks room, but I deliberately made more noise than usual to help muffle the moans. Again I got to come in her mouth after a long slow poke.
Tanya Big Tits and I eventually woke around 9:30am to find another pair of boots in the hallway - Skank had obviously scored - and the kitchen full of prawns. It was someone with a seafood fetish. About 10:15 am Skank emerges and confesses it was Spikey Blonde in the bedroom. He had gone back to the cocktail bar and it was packed with talent. He had been hit by loads of birds. One bird asked if he would like to make some plans for the night that included her, while Spikey Blonde who had been to the bar every night for the last 4 nights waiting for Skank to return, approached him and asked him to help with her trouser zipper - with a warning "be careful - I have no underwear on". He picked Spikey Blonde to reward her for her perseverance and her bubbly personality.
So the first normal bar night in Kiev came on the last night. Thats the sort of thing you expect from the cocktail bar every night, but we missed it the first 5 nights. On the 6th and final night, it arrived.


Final Results:
Mellie
3 Freebies (2 new, 1 from earlier visit)
1 p4p

Skank
3 Freebies (3 new)
1 p4p

One frustrating thing was the last 36 hours or so we were really getting into a good groove and both of us had 2-3 more on the verge of going over if we just had an extra day or two.

Conclusions:
We both got rejected a hell of a lot. We were getting rejected by 6s and 7s and lower in a few cases. That was clearly at odds with earlier visits to Kiev which saw us "in a zone". We concluded that in the current politically charged atmosphere it was in fact considerably harder pulling freebies in Kiev right now than in Moscow. Historically Kiev has been easier than Moscow, some would say considerably easier. Political activism is clearly at odds with sexual activity.

[Roger Mellie]

Abstract:
Two gentlemen travel to Kiev to research how easy it is to score dyevs during a revolution and compare it to previous visits, in which no revolutions were taking place. Careful anecdotal and photographic evidence is analysed and conclusions are then drawn about the impact of revolutions on the sexual behaviour of Kievan dyevs.

Participants:
Roger Mellie, Doctor Skank, Tanya Sure Fuck, Psycho Victoria, Spikey Blonde, The Birthday Teens, Strange Marina, Strange Sveta, Trendy Yulia, Mick Jagger, The Gypsy, Shy Olga, M the German, Adriana Small Tits, Tanya Big Tits, Ugly Alyona, Boring Blonde, Sweet Sveta, RP #1, Natali 19, Old Man Ukraine, German Speaker, Tanya Marriage, The Armenian, The Little One, The Moscow Model, RP #2, Shy Alena.

The Story:

Thurs
5pm Arrive from Airport, settle into the flat and discuss tactics
6.30 pm Mellie opens up his account immediately by calling up a previous freebie. Tanya Sure Fuck (age 25 but still with a fine body, about an 8) incredibly drops everything and comes round at the drop of a hat. Within 15 minutes she is bustled into the jacuzzi where the fun begins. 30 minutes of naked jacuzzi action follows doing everything but the wild thing. It was pleasing that with extremely limited contact over the past 6 months, an ex would just drop everything to come around to play naked jacuzzi, knowing full well that it means she was going to get shafted. When I could contain my load no longer I suggested we adjourn to the master bedroom. The fun continues in the bedroom where Tanya Sure Fuck gets surely fucked. She is the scratching type though, and after giving her a good shag, I notice I emerge covered in scratches. I give her some lingerie, as that then gives me a premise to get her to model it for me in front of my camera. Once thats done, I shoo her out the door with the obligatory "Sorry Tanya but I have a business meeting now".
9pm We (Skank and I) went out as a pair to meet Psycho Victoria at Il Patio restaurant. She is physically good poking potential, about 23 with a decent enough face and a good body (lets call her a 7), but is a bit of a motormouth and complains too much about everything, including being sick. I ask if she has a friend for Skank. She says yes and we agree to meet sometime later as a foursome.
10:30pm head out to 111 cocktail bar. It was ladies night and only girls are allowed in while male strippers perform. Normally this is a surefire night at this particular venue, but we arrived 30 minutes too early so killed time in a local cafe before returning at 11pm fully psyched up for the drunken debauched dyevs inside. Oh how disappointed we were when we descended the staircase to see the place had only about 20 dyevs in there. It would have been at best a quarter full. This was the first sign that Politics was having a seriously adverse effect on dyev hunting. One clearly drunk girl - the Spikey Blonde - eyes up Skank at the bar. In fact she stares at him so intensely that he feels a bit creeped out. After carefully surveying the bar we note that the 2 best looking girls in the bar are in a group of 6 or 7 dyevs. They all look about 18-19. A few of them start making eyes and Skank goes in for the kill, with me close behind. Its the birthday of one of them so we called them The Birthday Teens. All seems to be going well and it looks like we are onto a good thing when inexplicably group pressure induces the bulk of the Birthday Teens to leave. The remnants of the group invite us to join them at another well known Thursday night venue, Chaikovsky, that happens to be 300 yards from our apartment in Bessarabsky Ploschad, and proximity is always a good excuse to get a dyev into the kvartira, right? This Chaikovsky club on Bessarabsky was a bit of a wank to be honest. Full of 18 year old boys wearing hoods and trying to look like rap stars - and failing. Skank's patience wears out with the 2 remaining Birthday teens who were with us and he hits up the girls to come back to the apartment - Strikeout - "we are not that kind of girls" ... how about "blow me bi-atch". So it was back to 111 cocktail bar collecting telephone numbers that don't pan out. A degree of dejection sets in and we head home.

Fri - Walk streets of Kiev to see where all the dyevs are. Loads of eligible dyevage protesting but totally focussed on politics, instead of trying to find a man. A chance 1:30pm internet encounter has me make contact with Strange Marina. We tell Strange Marina to grab a friend and meet us at O'Panas restaurant for lunch in 30 minutes.
2pm Strange Marina (27, and about a 6) and Strange Sveta (22 and also no more than a 6) meet us at O'Panas and over lunch we talk about our Jacuzzi and Sauna and invite the girls to join us for the remainder of the afternoon. "Maybe later" we are told. But you could see they were in fact vaguely interested. We let them wrestle with their inner demons "porn and a good time with Skank and Mellie vs my fine upstanding reputation in the Kievan community" But for now, it was a semi strikeout.
6pm and together we meet Trendy Yulia at TGIF. She was a girl I contacted last time I was in Kiev and never got a chance to catch up with. She seems definately interested in a double date proposal and assures us she has suitable friends for the job. She is 20 ish, looks like a hair model and has a very sexy smile and a good body. I didnt rate her face highly but we both figured she was well worthy of a poke.
11pm and we turned up at the 111 cocktail bar - Spikey Blonde is there and is still eyeing up Skank. Choice of dyevs is again very limited and the place is at best 40% full. Its Friday night at the biggest meat market in town and its less than half full. Middle aged expats propped up the bar in suits and ties. We make our move on a couple of Romanian looking birds - Mick Jagger and The Gypsy. They were having a good time dancing away and hugging and kissing each other. So Skank moved in on Mick Jagger - if you can imagine a slim good figured romanian girl with a face like a young Mick Jagger, this was her. Skank being Skank made immediate progress and I moved in on the less attractive of the pair, who we shall call "The Gypsy" casue she looked like she had a healthy dose of the Roma in her. The Gypsy was by this stage getting quite drunk and I wasted no time in playing tonsil tennis. Skank was having a tougher time with Mick Jagger and team play demands that the player with the easier girl takes the lead, and the more reluctant of the pair then has little choice but to follow. So I hit on the Gypsy to come back to the apartment. A mid table conference was convened between the dyevs and Mick Jagger agreed. We took them back to the apartment about 2am and we had a quick couple of glasses of baileys for additional dyev lubrication. Skank noted Mick's lips appeared to be born for sucking. Mick's 32 year old body was also great, she was a dance instructor.
I dragged The Gypsy (28 with a body about 7 and a face about 4) onto the sofa adjacent to my bedroom, while Skank and Mick Jagger were on the sofa adjacent to his bedroom. Within 5 minutes I was sucking The Gypsys tits. She was getting off so much on this that it was totally pointless to waste more time - she was lubed up to the maxxx - so I pulled her onto her feet and into the bedroom and sure enough she was ready to rock. I gave a her a pretty decent poke and then fell asleep only to wake up about 5am hearing Skanks bird moaning in the next room. 5:30 and Mick comes into my bedroom, taps The Gypsy on the shoulder and says "po idyom" - lets go. To our great pleasure the girls were keen to go after the poking rather than hanging around only to annoy us in the morning. I quizzed Skank on why there was moaning at 5am and he told me Mick was really reluctant .... that neither of these two normally do this sort of thing and it had taken him 3 hours to get her to put out. He confirmed that her lips were truly born to blow and that he gave her a good poke as a reward. He took her number, while I was happy to let mine slip away into the morning icy mist.

Sat - 12pm I called up another old (19 y.o.) contact who "runs her own dating agency" and asked what the odds were to meet some of her girls this weekend and was told - no chance. "Girls wont go out while its so politically unstable - you have no chance of a date this weekend or while the political situation is like this". It was in essence an answer to our initial question, but Skank and I were determined to prove it by empirical evidence rather than mere hearsay.
2pm and after a determined carpet bombing campaign on some internet dating sites we popped a 'C' pill each - available over the counter for 98 grivnya. The pills did the job admirably for the rest of the trip.
4pm I had an arrangement to meet Shy Olga Virgin at TGIF. She was the first recipient of the carpet bombing run but had been waiting OUTSIDE TGIF rather than INSIDE. Its a Ukranian thing, to meet people outside where you say to meet, while we stupid foreigners prefer to meet in the warmth and comfort of inside. So the attempted meeting failed and as Shy Olga had no moobile phone, I packed it in and went back home. Contact came several hours later and we agreed to meet again but I had "a few things" to sort out with another girl (cant remember who right now) so I sent Skank down to deputise and meet Shy Olga at 7pm with me finally showing at 8. Shy Olga was tall but plain. She was 20 and admitted she was a virgin but seemed interested in the idea of losing it. Skank and I decided to let her stew on it rather than to push her and told her to get back in touch when she wanted to meet again. She also told us she had a 22 year old sister who looked like a model. Well both of us have plenty of experience in that particular arena so yet another double date / double poke was a possibility.
10pm meet M the German at Caribbean Club. M the German was a guy Skank knew from a previous visit to Ukraine, but he was leaving tomorrow. This Caribbean Club was supposedly the latin haven of Kiev, but it looked more like a corny set for an amateur theatre production to me. If that wasnt bad enough, it cost a load to get in there, drinks were expensive, and there were no single women at all. It was a total waste of time.
11pm and we hit Tato fashion club. Its a fair ride out of the centre and it looked less than lively when we arrived. It was also decked out with all the style and sophistication of a high school gym - in fact I dont think I would be going too far if I said it looked like a joke from a bad movie. The 3 of us grabbed a beer and had a giggle while some attractive women dancers employed by the club did their funky thing on the stage. By the time we were half way thorough our beers, the decision to go there was looking more promising. People were arriving by the minute, and they were all girls, mostly cute and mostly around 20. A pair set up camp right next to us and started doing their dyev dancing thing. We made eyes at them and Skank and I worked out who was going to go for who. I wanted the taller of the two, a cute blonde with a miniskirt, boots, big tits and a low cut top designed to show them off. Her name was Tanya Big Tits. Skank wanted the shorter one, called Adriana Small Tits. Adriana Small Tits was more plain that Tanya Big Tits and I figured a stud like Skank should have no problems there. Before we got any rhythm into the conversation a fashion show started up and models wearing almost nothing started prancing down a makeshift runway. The crowd here was very clubby with everyone seeming to know everyone else and a really annoying obese bearded MC who looked like Demis Roussos whittering away into his microphone over the top of the music. When the fashion show ended I got back into stride with Tanya Big Tits but Skank was struggling with Adriana Small Tits. It was yet more rejection from an average looking dyev. The obvious "percentage tennis" at this point was for me to get Big Tits phone number and then Skank, M the German and I could blow that place and head back to cocktail bar for some more sluttage. I could always follow up with Big Tits later once I got her number.
1am and we settle in back at the 111 cocktail bar. I met a guy I knew from a previous visit to Kiev who was there with a couple of expat dyevs. The expatellas were drunk and would have been easy targets but we didnt go to Kiev to shag expatellas. Despite their flirting, we denied them service. Saw a couple of fine looking 18 - 20 ish dyevs shaking their groove thing on the dance floor and just when it was time to make a move they went and sat down with ... boyfriends... doh! Dyev selection was grim. Saw a couple of dyevs who were (a) together and (b) without boyfriends so we targetted them.... even though they were average and plain at best. We called them Ugly Alyona and Boring Blonde. Skank went off to flirt with a redhead (he has a thing for them you know) and by the time he gets back, both of us get rejected! Rejected by Plain-Jane Ukranian chicks. We had hit rock bottom. Morale in the team needed an uplift. Skank noted Spikey Blonde was there ... again ... and as usual was making eyes at him most of the night so he decided to cut his losses and grab her and take her home. But wait for it - even this girl who was clearly infatuated with him, pulled out at the last minute after initially agreeing.

Kiev was proving tough.

Stay tuned for part 2

[BayView]

I wonder how you guys deal with sleeping and not worry about girls stealing your passport, cash, etc. What safegaurds do you guys take?

Do you find non-pro's prefer apartments over hotels? In the past I've had girls not want to meet at hotels. Wondering what others have experienced. Not sure where I'll stay yet?

[BayView]

So are things there? Looks like it might start getting rough. I was supposed to pass through there today but my flight got cancelled. I'll be going in a week. I'll be reading over this forum and may stay for a day or two. I'm interested in where some of you stay, what it costs and the best places to find girls when you have limted time. I'll do searches but if you can share anything with me, even as a PM, I'd be thankful. Later.

[Vegamars]

The change in Ukraine has been going on for a long time now, depicted by the uprise of the prices in the mongering scene during the last couple of years..

In any case, Ukraine will never be a satellite of Russia nor any other western country via capitalism or modernization...

Most people still don't understand the realm beneath the surface and just assume an erroneous comparison with what's going on or what's happened in other parts of the world.

Hence, nothing's gonna change as for the mongering purposes with any possibility....

[Ham Bloke]

Keep the ole Ruski spirit alive - let Yanukovych win. Luhansk and Donetsk are calling for autonomous states if he doesn't win.

I see you guys are paying $250 for a girl from RP. That's a month's salary in Kiev. Personally, I've never paid more than $100 in RP. That's only for 8-10. It's doable.