Kyiv

[OwaRunner]

Hi,

Anyone have some good recommendations for Mamba-girls. The response is quite slow?

BR,

OwaRunner

[Eee169]

I just walked right into the Buddha Bar, looking right at the bouncers outside. I gave them a firm greeting and walked right in as if I owned the place. Nobody asked me for any money at all.

Hi Webfoot, that's interesting to know.

Thanks for the report!

[WebFoot]

Hi all,

It seems nightclub fees in Kiev went up quite a lot in recent years. What are the fees for these clubs below now? I tried to do a search online but info is outdated.

Buddha Bar.

Dante Park.

D'lux.

I can report on my experience at Carribean. Went on a Saturday night. Entrance was 200UAH for men and 100UAH for women. Table reservation is 300UAH minimum charge per person.

Thanks!

I just walked right into the Buddha Bar, looking right at the bouncers outside. I gave them a firm greeting and walked right in as if I owned the place. Nobody asked me for any money at all.

[OwaRunner]

Hi all,

It seems nightclub fees in Kiev went up quite a lot in recent years. What are the fees for these clubs below now? I tried to do a search online but info is outdated.

Buddha Bar.

Dante Park.

D'lux.

I can report on my experience at Carribean. Went on a Saturday night. Entrance was 200UAH for men and 100UAH for women. Table reservation is 300UAH minimum charge per person.

Thanks!

Carribean, was there any working-girls there? Will a man at my age 40+ be odd there?

BR,

Owa

[Eee169]

Hi all,

It seems nightclub fees in Kiev went up quite a lot in recent years. What are the fees for these clubs below now? I tried to do a search online but info is outdated.

Buddha Bar.

Dante Park.

D'lux.

I can report on my experience at Carribean. Went on a Saturday night. Entrance was 200UAH for men and 100UAH for women. Table reservation is 300UAH minimum charge per person.

Thanks!

[El Cubanito]

I was blessed with a bit of food poisoning upon my arrival in Kiev, so I spent the first couple of days in the hotel. The doc suggested I should limit my meals to totally bland crap, so I complied. During that time, I went down to the hotel restaurant and managed to spot a lovely brunette who was hanging at the bar. She said her name was Alina, but I didn't pursue anything with her because I wasn't up to it. My thought was that she was definitely a working girl, possibly a 'house' girl. I have observed that some hotels in Odessa have such women, and this one seemed to fit the general job description. I made a mental note to look for her later during my stay when, hopefully, my stomach was not in such chaos.

After my brief about of food poisoning, I recovered enough by Saturday night to go out and explore. My hotel was on Khreschatyk street, so I was able to easily walk down to the MacDonalds to which Harry Hirsch and others referred.

The time was about 11:00 PM (23:00 to you Europeans). Lots of people out. I surveyed the people and saw some women who seemed to be just hanging out. I approached some of them, but my total lack of Russian skills got me nowhere with most. It is entirely possible that the women to whom I spoke were not working but were, in fact, just hanging outside on a nice summer night.

I noticed several women who were just sitting on benches as I walked all the way down to the next major intersection, just past a strip club called 'Red Lion'. Several of these women seemed to be getting chatted up by some guys but they were not going anywhere with them. I tried to talk to some but they didn't even acknowledge my existence. I am sure some of the veterans of Kiev nightlife can tell me what these women were likely doing. My observation was that they were either not working or were merely not interested in going anywhere with me specifically.

I went into the Red Lion for a short visit. Nothing special, really. The young waitress told me that it was 100 HRV for a table and brought me a menu as a young stripper took her position on the stage in front of me. The first item on the menu was a list of what I will call 'services' from which I could choose. 100 HRV for what I will call a 'table dance'; 100 for changing the sequence of dancers to bring my favorite one to the stage out of normal order; and some other stuff. One of them was 600 HRV for something like an erotic massage, presumably from the stripper of my choice. That sounded somewhat interesting, but I didn't try it.

As I sat there, girls kept rotating on the stage in front of me. They seemed to be changing out after each song. One of the menu items said something about having a girl on the stage (I cannot recall the exact wording) , and it was vague enough to possibly be construed to mean any of a number of things. It occurred to me that as each girl transitioned to the next on the stage in front of me, that I might be racking up another 100 HRV bill with each song. I asked the waitress, who spoke rather good English, about it and she assured me that the 100 HRV for which I was already charged was the only cost associated with sitting there unless, of course, I chose to have a private dance, etc.

The private dance came rather quickly. I didn't even invite the stripper over, but I also didn't tell her to go away. She came and did the bump and grind on me for the duration of one song. Normal chit-chat during the show. I wanted to experiment with how far one can go in this establishment before violating the norms, so I immediately placed my hands on her ass as she did her thing, and there seemed to be no objection. So far, so good. Then, when she presented her breast close to my face, I licked the nipple. This, apparently, is a no-no. As she continued the dance, my hands and finger migrated toward her pussy and this, too, was something for which she politely chided me. I was actually expecting that sort of admonishment, but I was further expecting her to say something like 'can't do that here, but if you pay a shit-load of money for a more private experience somewhere else then you can do that and more. ' She didn't say any of that, which led me to believe that the more expensive things on the menu were actually merely more money for essentially the same service.

So after a drink and a plate of fruit (both violations of the doctor's orders to keep my diet rather bland as I recover from the food poisoning) I thanked the waitress and left the establishment to go back out on the street.

My first glimmer of real hope came when a woman approached me rather unexpectedly. She said her name was Lelenea (or something like that). She was not attractive to me at all; somewhat fat, short dark hair, rather like a mid-30s frumpy school teacher. She asked some small talk type questions and I was polite but told her no. Then she went into her apparent Plan B. She told me she lives a long way from there and that she has no money for a taxi to get home. I politely wished her luck in getting home and said goodbye.

I started heading back to the hotel and noticed some real lookers just hanging out. I made a mental note about them and headed for the hotel. On the way back, I reached the MacDonalds and was accosted by two young women, both 25. One (a red-head named Olga with obviously spectacular tits) spoke passable English and seemed to have a laser-lock on me. The other (a blonde named Irina with prettier face and nice tight little body) seemed less interested. After a brief exchange, during which I gave Olga my number, we agreed to meet the next day. It seemed rather clear to me that these two were headed home at that point and I didn't want to bring them to my place if they weren't up to it.

Then I headed back to the hotel. At the bar was a couple of obvious working girls. I stopped by for a short visit just to check them out. One started chatting with me and after a rather short conversation, she and her friend just got up and left. They did this shortly after I answered the question 'Where are you from' with a response that didn't say 'USA'. Instead, I named my home state. It occurred to me that they might have inferred that I am from some small, unknown English speaking country which isn't known for having men with money to burn (like maybe Belize). The place had twice as many men in it as it had girls, so I guess they didn't feel the need to chat with a guy who was from some place they never heard of. I was rather amused by that turn of events, and headed upstairs and went to bed.

I was awakened about 5 hours later by a text from Olga. She and Irina were on their way to see me. Ok. No problem. I guess I'll drag my ass out of bed and get a shower.

We had agreed on $150 for each. Perhaps I paid above market value. I don't really know. But the girls were rather fun. I started with Irina and after several positions with her and my first pop, I rested a bit and did Olga. Then we ate breakfast and I took turns with each for another round. Olga's BJ skills were not as adept as those of Irina, but she was still reasonably good in her own right. Each of the girls was very pleasant and clean. Each seemed to enjoy the sex. Olga was an obvious smoker but didn't try to smoke in my room despite the fact that we were there for several hours. All in all, not a bad time. I tried to get photos of them but each objected, so I cannot include the photos. Mental note to lock that in up front.

In the mean time, a girl from Mamba contacted me. Good looking pictures. I might try to find her later today.

Webfoot, I went to Ukraine this past April and spent 1 month. I met many ladies in the Kiev and Poltava. By the way, Poltava is a real hidden gem. Unfortunately, I was with a normal girl and could not wander much. She put me up in her Apartment no charge. Yes, I know nothing in life is free as they say. I paid for food, taking her to clubs, movies and basically any other things that couples would do. I left 3 days early and went back to Kiev. Guys, I do not speak the language, plus I have a permanent Sun tan as we shall say and I was able to pick up girls at the Restaurants and around McDonald. Wetfoot, all that it takes is a little game and making them like they are your queen and payment is paid at the end. There is also a outside restaurant around where the McDonald and it seems to be the place where the young, rich and beautiful hang out. I went there on a Saturday afternoon to have a glass of wine, when a young lady from the table over asked me for the time of day. She had an Iphone with her so I knew she had to know what time it was. We shared a table and talked for about 4 hours, I took her to dinner to a Cuban Restaurant in Keiv and let her sample some of the food from my country. After 4 mojistos, we went back to my Hotel for a great night of pleasure. Guys, Ukraine is a great place to get normal girl but you must have some type of game, if not you will have to play with Willy by yourself.

El Cubanito

[KingFoolish]

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[HunterDave]

Visiting Kiev is not rocket science. You do not need to spend a lot of money or employ anyone as your talent scout / guide. Here's what you do:

1) Read this forum. Go back 100 pages, read, learn and enjoy. Other people have made mistakes in Kiev so you don't have to (unless you really want to).

2) Read the forum again! Just to be sure you know what you expect when you're there.

3) Book a flight and an apartment somewhere central (for less than $100 per night).

4) Decide where you're going to source your talent. Are you going to use Mamba or actually go out to clubs / bar?

(If you use Mamba, do the ground work and most importantly, be prepared to be disappointed, lied to and cheated, it's all part of the fun).

It's that easy, all the information is here. Kiev is a beautiful city, full of adventure (good and bad). Go have your own, then feedback here.

Papa,

Well said! Just read the Kiev thread and put you own spin on how to find the real gems. Mamba can be good, if you mine it right and ask the right questions to make sure she is REAL and is creditable. Show up with 5-10 times the number you hope to meet and SMS the hell out of all of them when you land and stand by for the return SMS's for your time in Kiev. Build your data base up and you can re-hit previous trip Hotties to get you satisfied quickly and then mix them in with the 'new' unknowns. We all know variety is the spice of life! Go make your own adventure!

Hunter Dave

[Irish Lad]

I am somewhat curious about others' feedback on the ambiguity of the action on the street from about MacDonalds down to the huge Sushi place on Khreschatyk. I saw lots of women just hanging, some even sitting alone on those benches.

Khreschatyk St is a popular place for girls to meet up and "take a walk".

[WebFoot]

Thanks for the compliment on my writing ability. I try to include little observations so that folks can get a full picture of the relevant points of my interaction with the ladies. I am not here to brag because, frankly, I have little to brag about and it is not my nature. But I believe that each bit of description I give can be helpful for others to understand the nature of the environment within which I was interacting that day / night.

I actually recalled some descriptions of the strip clubs here, although I didn't recall any specific names. My general impression going in was that it was probably a waste of time and money, but I am one of those odd birds who must touch each fire and get a little singed even though I know I can get badly burned.

As for Olga and Irina, I definitely felt I got my money's worth. They seemed to be genuinely appreciative of my hospitality at the hotel as well. And, actually, my total cost for them also included the cost for room service to bring them each a breakfast at a cost of 120 HRV per plate.

I am somewhat curious about others' feedback on the ambiguity of the action on the street from about MacDonalds down to the huge Sushi place on Khreschatyk. I saw lots of women just hanging, some even sitting alone on those benches. I thought they must be working girls but after my clumsy interaction with them, I'm not so sure. Could be that I just suck at picking up women here. Could also be that these women were not actually working. I noted after that night that I went 0-for-100 on the girls who I overtly attempted to talk to but went 2-for-3 on the girls who came up to talk to me. That tells me that I have a problem with my assessment of the situation there on that street.

Yesterday I met a lady here who was not looking for money. We hung out, went to the Buddha Bar, and danced a bit. Then we retired to my hotel room. Not a bad night. I spent a bit of money on food and drinks but the play in the room was without a cost. I noted that there were a lot of women at the Buddha Bar and that some. Or even lots of them. Might be working. I didn't explore that possibility, though, because I was already with a lady.

[LilJoey]

I was blessed with a bit of food poisoning upon my arrival in Kiev, so I spent the first couple of days in the hotel. The doc suggested I should limit my meals to totally bland crap, so I complied. During that time, I went down to the hotel restaurant and managed to spot a lovely brunette who was hanging at the bar. She said her name was Alina, but I didn't pursue anything with her because I wasn't up to it. My thought was that she was definitely a working girl, possibly a 'house' girl. I have observed that some hotels in Odessa have such women, and this one seemed to fit the general job description. I made a mental note to look for her later during my stay when, hopefully, my stomach was not in...

Webfoot, I like your writing abilities. Everything that you could have expected at Red Lion has been written about by others earlier on the thread. So it doesn't need to be a guessing game for you. Others have tried the various strip clubs and given the correct information so that you can know what to expect for your money. See the reports of TheKnight on the various strip clubs, and my own reports about Rio, Mandarin and Dolls strip clubs posted in the last two years, and so relatively current. As far as I know the $300 USD (2400 UAH) take out fee for three hours available at Rio and Mandarin is the lowest take out fee per hour amongst the strip clubs that have take out.

Your best bet for lower cost p4p in Kiev is Mamba. Ru and also try out some of the nightclubs to see what you can get. Obviously in the night club you will be able to see what the girls look like before deciding to spend time talking or negotiating with them, which is an advantage. But I, and many others, have had good luck with mamba girls, so it is worth trying to meet a bunch of them and you may get some real hotties for $100 / hr or less.

As far as the price of $150 that you agreed with Olga and Irina on the street, since they gave you many hours the price was ok. For only 1 hour, that price would have been too high. For two or more hours, it's within the proper range of price in Kiev.

Good luck on the rest of your days in Kiev. Looking forward to your well written reports.

LJ

[WebFoot]

I was blessed with a bit of food poisoning upon my arrival in Kiev, so I spent the first couple of days in the hotel. The doc suggested I should limit my meals to totally bland crap, so I complied. During that time, I went down to the hotel restaurant and managed to spot a lovely brunette who was hanging at the bar. She said her name was Alina, but I didn't pursue anything with her because I wasn't up to it. My thought was that she was definitely a working girl, possibly a 'house' girl. I have observed that some hotels in Odessa have such women, and this one seemed to fit the general job description. I made a mental note to look for her later during my stay when, hopefully, my stomach was not in such chaos.

After my brief about of food poisoning, I recovered enough by Saturday night to go out and explore. My hotel was on Khreschatyk street, so I was able to easily walk down to the MacDonalds to which Harry Hirsch and others referred.

The time was about 11:00 PM (23:00 to you Europeans). Lots of people out. I surveyed the people and saw some women who seemed to be just hanging out. I approached some of them, but my total lack of Russian skills got me nowhere with most. It is entirely possible that the women to whom I spoke were not working but were, in fact, just hanging outside on a nice summer night.

I noticed several women who were just sitting on benches as I walked all the way down to the next major intersection, just past a strip club called 'Red Lion'. Several of these women seemed to be getting chatted up by some guys but they were not going anywhere with them. I tried to talk to some but they didn't even acknowledge my existence. I am sure some of the veterans of Kiev nightlife can tell me what these women were likely doing. My observation was that they were either not working or were merely not interested in going anywhere with me specifically.

I went into the Red Lion for a short visit. Nothing special, really. The young waitress told me that it was 100 HRV for a table and brought me a menu as a young stripper took her position on the stage in front of me. The first item on the menu was a list of what I will call 'services' from which I could choose. 100 HRV for what I will call a 'table dance'; 100 for changing the sequence of dancers to bring my favorite one to the stage out of normal order; and some other stuff. One of them was 600 HRV for something like an erotic massage, presumably from the stripper of my choice. That sounded somewhat interesting, but I didn't try it.

As I sat there, girls kept rotating on the stage in front of me. They seemed to be changing out after each song. One of the menu items said something about having a girl on the stage (I cannot recall the exact wording) , and it was vague enough to possibly be construed to mean any of a number of things. It occurred to me that as each girl transitioned to the next on the stage in front of me, that I might be racking up another 100 HRV bill with each song. I asked the waitress, who spoke rather good English, about it and she assured me that the 100 HRV for which I was already charged was the only cost associated with sitting there unless, of course, I chose to have a private dance, etc.

The private dance came rather quickly. I didn't even invite the stripper over, but I also didn't tell her to go away. She came and did the bump and grind on me for the duration of one song. Normal chit-chat during the show. I wanted to experiment with how far one can go in this establishment before violating the norms, so I immediately placed my hands on her ass as she did her thing, and there seemed to be no objection. So far, so good. Then, when she presented her breast close to my face, I licked the nipple. This, apparently, is a no-no. As she continued the dance, my hands and finger migrated toward her pussy and this, too, was something for which she politely chided me. I was actually expecting that sort of admonishment, but I was further expecting her to say something like 'can't do that here, but if you pay a shit-load of money for a more private experience somewhere else then you can do that and more. ' She didn't say any of that, which led me to believe that the more expensive things on the menu were actually merely more money for essentially the same service.

So after a drink and a plate of fruit (both violations of the doctor's orders to keep my diet rather bland as I recover from the food poisoning) I thanked the waitress and left the establishment to go back out on the street.

My first glimmer of real hope came when a woman approached me rather unexpectedly. She said her name was Lelenea (or something like that). She was not attractive to me at all; somewhat fat, short dark hair, rather like a mid-30s frumpy school teacher. She asked some small talk type questions and I was polite but told her no. Then she went into her apparent Plan B. She told me she lives a long way from there and that she has no money for a taxi to get home. I politely wished her luck in getting home and said goodbye.

I started heading back to the hotel and noticed some real lookers just hanging out. I made a mental note about them and headed for the hotel. On the way back, I reached the MacDonalds and was accosted by two young women, both 25. One (a red-head named Olga with obviously spectacular tits) spoke passable English and seemed to have a laser-lock on me. The other (a blonde named Irina with prettier face and nice tight little body) seemed less interested. After a brief exchange, during which I gave Olga my number, we agreed to meet the next day. It seemed rather clear to me that these two were headed home at that point and I didn't want to bring them to my place if they weren't up to it.

Then I headed back to the hotel. At the bar was a couple of obvious working girls. I stopped by for a short visit just to check them out. One started chatting with me and after a rather short conversation, she and her friend just got up and left. They did this shortly after I answered the question 'Where are you from' with a response that didn't say 'USA'. Instead, I named my home state. It occurred to me that they might have inferred that I am from some small, unknown English speaking country which isn't known for having men with money to burn (like maybe Belize). The place had twice as many men in it as it had girls, so I guess they didn't feel the need to chat with a guy who was from some place they never heard of. I was rather amused by that turn of events, and headed upstairs and went to bed.

I was awakened about 5 hours later by a text from Olga. She and Irina were on their way to see me. Ok. No problem. I guess I'll drag my ass out of bed and get a shower.

We had agreed on $150 for each. Perhaps I paid above market value. I don't really know. But the girls were rather fun. I started with Irina and after several positions with her and my first pop, I rested a bit and did Olga. Then we ate breakfast and I took turns with each for another round. Olga's BJ skills were not as adept as those of Irina, but she was still reasonably good in her own right. Each of the girls was very pleasant and clean. Each seemed to enjoy the sex. Olga was an obvious smoker but didn't try to smoke in my room despite the fact that we were there for several hours. All in all, not a bad time. I tried to get photos of them but each objected, so I cannot include the photos. Mental note to lock that in up front.

In the mean time, a girl from Mamba contacted me. Good looking pictures. I might try to find her later today.

[Exon123]

Still looking for a Wingman.

PM me.

Exon

[Dccpa]

With this lot we will certainly look forward inspiring field reports, including a DL debut from El Jefe. Sounds as if at least some US $ have flown out of Argentina. LOL.

Enjoy all.

No wonder AP has been so quiet.

[Excess]

Actually "El Jefe", aka "Jackson" has been well behaved on your trip which started in Frankfurt visting Owase, World, Mainhatten, and Shark's. Then on to Dusseldorf and Golden Time and Panthera so far, we have two more day's left on Mongering here.

In attendence we have "Teguila Tim", Punter 127, Cigar Eric, Sportsman, and Chica Seeker, so its been quite a Mongering party. El Jefe has set the record with 5 girls at World after having 4 girls the day before at Owase, what a "Stud"

Still looking for a Wingman in Kiev for the dates July 10th through the 15.

Exon

With this lot we will certainly look forward inspiring field reports, including a DL debut from El Jefe. Sounds as if at least some US $ have flown out of Argentina. LOL.

Enjoy all.