Kyiv

[Bez Bezarra]

A Paris Hilton look-a-like responded by smiling back in a grin
that read "$200 and blow".

Was she tapping the side of her nose and holding up 2 fingers,
or did you just read this proposition from the shape of her smile?

[Doctor_Skank]

i don't really like river palace, but then again don’t hate it, but nonetheless inexplicably feel the american patriotic duty to watch the super bowl. i could be in timbuktu and would still find a satellite feed somewhere just to get my 4 hour pro football fix.

i am sure many europeans will bemuse this odd habit as a ridiculous waste of sleep and prime mongering time, especially considering the early morning time slot the super bowl fills in ukraine due to the time difference, but then again i don't laugh at european football supporters who pay to watch 22 guys chase a ball around for 90 minutes only to end with a final score of 0-0... and then top things off by gleefully beating each other up to a bloody pulp afterwards in an effort to "straighten out" whether or not grimbsy town fc is tougher than torquay united. now that's entertainment!

but i do admit the super bowl has often been such a boring affair that my time would indeed have been better invested into quality sleep or raunchy sex, or at least mixing it up with the grimbsy town hools and sharing pints afterwards in the nhs infirmary. nonetheless, in a desperate hope to rescue some of my male pride and combine tv sports with beer and sex, i asked for advice and received it from isg icon and sexpert cruiser d, who suggested watching the game in rp's sports bar located in the lower galley of the boat. not only that, cruiser offered me some fire support in my late night escapades. nice.

the problem with watching the super bowl in ee is the time. the game runs through the middle of the night, when most sane people are sleeping and i am carousing in the bar or nightclub of my choice.

cruiser and i arrived at the boat about 1am, roughly 30 minutes before kickoff. after checking coats and paying the entry fee, a quick scan of the disco area upstairs revealed a remarkably acceptable parade of babes, my attention being focused on a paris hilton look-a-like sitting majestically 2 tables away. even though my taste is more nelly furtado or scarlett johanssen than paris hilton lately, i did feel a stirring in my loins with every glance in her direction and she kindly responded by smiling back in a dollar-sign laden grin that read "$300" or "$200 and blow".

lacking blow and hoping for a more acceptable price following the game, we made our way downstairs to the sports bar only to discover we had clumsily missed the opening kickoff, which was in fact probably the most exciting play in the game, as chicago returned the kick for a touchdown... a first in nfl history. undaunted by this setback, we sat and ordered drinks and the game itself was ok enough... the few drinks, some soggy fries and occasional parade of babes visiting the sports bar keeping me satisfied that i had made the right decision and that my citizenship was secure and that my isg membership was in no danger of being revoked.

as the anti-climatic end of the game approached and it was almost 5am, our thoughts finally turned to getting laid as our football brains geared down and our sex brains geared up. in other words, our cognitive center went from the upper cranium to somewhere vaguely in the groin region.

for some odd reason i was optimistic that the disco would reveal 5-10 girls looking for a last second hook, and even though my body was tired from the combination of the previous days flight, a booze-a-thon with 109 at patipa about 24 hours previous and an afternoon poke-a-round with a big-breasted girl i had met on the internet, i felt my patriotic obligation extended beyond just sports viewership and in fact included burying my rod between some girls thighs.

our visit upstairs was short-lived however, as the disco was s.c.a.f.e.... situation critical absolutely fucking empty. not even the rumoured rp special was available, the $20 emergency handjob in the broom closet from the prune-faced cleaning lady. sorry vv, no luck on securing that phone number for you.

a bit concerned, we retreated back to the sports bar and found three birds still perched at the bar. cruiser instantly eyed one he liked, only to discover she was already on the way out with what appeared to be an aging local guy and most probably not her father. that left two, one that i really was optically impressed by:

a) a 175cm dark and slender nymph-faced brunette, her long jet-black hair pulled back in a loose ponytail and her tight light blue top revealing some very perky full breasts and her slender long legs seemingly squeezed in too-tight jeans

-and-

b) a 175cm sweet-faced "girl next door" blonde, wearing jeans and a form-fitting top which barely concealed ample breasts and a somewhat fuller figure. a bit more than i prefer in terms of body mass, but her youthful appearance suggested that she'd be solid and fit.

i was very keen on the brunette "nadya" and focused on her, approaching her in english. her blonde friend "sveta" quickly took over the translation duties, as nadya spoke very limited english. at this point in negotiation i did not reveal i understood russian, hoping to eavesdrop on their conversation. old habits die hard.

soon it became apparent that they wished to hard sell the "holiday package" and i would have to take both. realizing my predicament, cruiser gallantly offered fire support and shock and awed the two with his charm, looks and negotiation skills. this set the negotiations in my favor for some time, and their original offer of $300 each/or $500 for two quickly melted to $200 each/or $300 both. this was still a ridiculous price for this time of night, especially considering the fact that these two were the night's "leftovers" and didn't realistically rate above 7... admittedly the brunette's body being a solid 8 however. a brief monger's conference revealed that i would go for the double-team and cruiser, a bit fucked-out from his raucus extended kiev stay, would pass on the blonde.

after pretending to briefly walk away, i returned and countered with a final offer and they accepted... $100 each + $20 "taxi fee" each, or $240 total package option. any additional negotiation on my part might have saved me $40, but i felt that it would have also have demeaned me more than them. the price was fair.

we caught a taxi and after approaching maidan, cruiser got out at his apartment. the girls and i rode on and stopped at a 24 hour produkti.

the classic early morning 24-hour produkti shopping stop is actually best described as a raid and worthy of an article of its own. it is best equated to a munchie-craving pothead assault on any 7-11 in any given american city, usually during semester. as the taxi idled outside coughing thick gray toxins into the brisk pre-dawn air, the girls and i rampaged through the isles of the dirty shop, the half alert shop clerk keeping a bored eye on our mid-morning ritual, as the necessary supplies were collected... pistachios (which nadya would later explain are better than viagra), chocolate, water, cola to mix with the rum i already had, cheap champagne and some bread and salami. as nadya asked the produkti clerk for condoms, i touched nadya’s hand firmly with a smile and muttered "preservativi yest... mnogo". the produkti clerk gave me an offhand look, but i do believe i spotted the tiniest mini-smile appear at the corner of her lip. then again, i was quite possibly just imagining this, my vision clouded with thoughts of impending sex and still numbed from 4 hours of football. after paying the bill, which totalled roughly $15, we spilled happily out into the street, allowing the produkti clerk to go back to sleep.

back in the car, we continued on to my pad off kreshatik and i paid the driver 50 grv, a good price all things considered.

in the apartment, the girls did the classic ho tour, and i was pleased by their happy nature. in fact, they even commented on it somewhat accusingly, informing me that i was indeed very lucky to have 2 girlfriends who know and like each other and we were going to have a great fuck-filled night. i didn't dare disagree.

in the kitchen, the girls began to partially disrobe almost immediately, as tops were off even as i attempted to be a good host and pour drinks. they began kissing each other and asked me to feel their tits and ass. i humbly complied. soon i was hard as a rock and dropping my pants, guided nadya's hand to my cock, sliding it into my underwear. she shrieked with joy and helped sveta have a feel, who cooed in appreciation. as i maneuvered around sveta and pressed myself onto her upright body from behind, grabbing her tits and kissing her neck, i learned a new word: "shlem". my evening was now officially for educational purposes.

nadya, who was really letting her wild nature take control by now, found a toy dog in the apartment and began barking in a high-pitched tone, whimpering and looking at me with sad dog eyes. i asked her if she liked "sobachki" (doggy) style and slapped her ass, prompting yelps of approval. to hell with the drinks and hospitality, the girls were ready to fuck.

stumbling and falling onto the bed, dark-haired nadya peeled off the rest of her clothes to reveal an absolute top grade body, and blonde sveta’s body did not disappoint either, even though she carried about 5kg too much, she still was quite taut and firm. a whirlwind of kisses, groping, sucking and wild-abandoned girl-on-girl action and fucking both girls culminated in a powerful orgasm as i pounded wild nadya from behind, slapping her ass while she barked and whimpered like a dog, throwing her long black hair around in demonstrative skankiness.

relaxing on the couch again with some more drinks in a post-coital lull, we looked at some of my pictures on my laptop and the girls rated pics of my ex-girlfriends and some pros i’ve banged. they were quite surprised to find out that most of the pics were of girls that i didn’t pay for. somehow this didn’t register in their brains. they were particularly upset that the best-looking girls in the pics were freebies, as they were more interested in pics of other pros, their comments being quite appreciative of the better-looking ones and brutally curt when rating the ones they felt were more plain.

in one picture, my moscow girl katya was smoking marijuana at somebody’s house party i attended a few years ago from the student classic, a homemade plastic bottle bong. the girls were particularly intrigued by the picture and before i knew it, blonde sveta had whipped out a dime bag and was building a joint out of torn up cigarettes, cardboard paper filters and other assorted mcgyver tools.

the super bowl and doc skank. nothing is ever normal.

even though my college daze are more than a decade behind me, i decided to join the girls in their narcotic adventure and we smoked on the couch, kissing and hugging intermittently. the "j" got the girls even more relaxed and happy and soon they were dragging me back into the bedroom for some more sex. the combination of rum, marijuana, sensual music and an abundance of tit and ass in my face soon had me hard and ready and in a perfect mood to correspond to the wild nature of these crazy females. after literally tumbling onto the bed, i fucked the living daylights out of both of them and enjoyed their girl on girl action. suddenly the blonde had become extremely passionate and we fucked for an extended period of time, her eyes closed in moaning pleasure and her legs bucking wildly underneath me as i thrashed her passionately. at some point sveta’s incessant screaming and shrieks had nadya a bit jealous and i turned my attention to her, kissing her and fingering her hot moist twat while sveta kept sucking away on my hard cock. sveta’s sucking technique was very good, and even though i usually don’t come easily orally, as i clutched the back of her head and muttered obscene bedroom talk of the nature “suck that cock you fucking…” i felt my load begin to boil and near orgasm, so i switched girls and started kissing sveta again, while nadya switched positions and worked my cock with her mouth.

nadya had an entirely different cock-sucking technique than sveta, which can best be described as hyper-skanky. i loved it.

her technicque was rough enough not to endanger an orgasm on my part, so i just leaned back and enjoyed the show while kissing sveta off and on. nadya was holding my cock at its base hard and slapping her own face loudly with my stiff rod, then sucking it deep and long while looking into my eyes with a sensual spaced out expression, wiggling her body and slurping and groaning all the while. a spectacle i shall never forget. my growled comments of “you like sucking that cock bi***?” or "you want to fuck me?" were met with an approving and slurpy “mmmffwmmwmw”.

we switched positions and i fucked nadya again, maneuvering her around the bed with sveta in tow. the whole time nadya was muttering some nearly incomprehensible stammering… but mostly just “davai davai”, once complaining that she was too “vodny” (wet) as her pussy juices flowed in ridiculous volume, creating a wet spot on the bed. to get even deeper penetration, i jacked her legs up over my shoulders and pounded her relentlessly. after what seemed to be multiple orgasms on her part as her friend sveta looked on with a grin, i began choking nadya with my hand. as i pressed tighter , she turned her nymphish head to sveta with glossed-over dreamy eyes, making a faux gurgling sound and sticking her tongue out crazily to the side, as if she was dying. sveta laughed approvingly. somewhere in this crazy night i came again in a second thunderous loud orgasm that left me panting and spent.

nadya was noticeably satisfied and exhausted, and afterwards the girls and i relaxed on the bed and cuddled, telling stories, their heads resting on my shoulders and their fingers caressing my skin.

some time later as sunlight had long since filled the room, i checked my watch and discovered it was about 0945 and time to bid the girls adieu. the girls hastily collected their stuff and got up to leave. as we stood together in the doorway and i kissed their tits one last time, the neighbor, a burly ukrainian of about 35, suddenly came out of his apartment to go to work. the girls, a bit embarrassed, scurried off and the neighbor smiled coldly but knowingly at me. it must be a scene repeated a thousand times every night. scantily-clad, makeup-smeared girls hustling home in the wee hours of morning hoping to get home before too many people see them in their sex gear.

not only are girls of the night tough, they maintain a sense of obstinate pride that i somehow respect. when i kiss them sometimes and get lost in passion, everything seems so real and existential. this can linger for hours, days and, rarely, even weeks. but soon it is mere memory and no longer a feeling. feelings are replaced by new adventures. nonetheless i cherish the memories and thank each and every girl that made an extra effort for me to enjoy myself.

as the a-team says, i love it when a plan comes together.

[Doctor_Skank]

You fool! She was coming on to you, she may have even paid you or given you a "gift!"

One must be bold in these situations. Sorry, I have no idea who it could be, I don´t know of any blondes at the RP, let alone one with a name ending in "a."

It was Sveta, that tramp! And I though she loved only me...

[Sporadic]

The girl had blond hair and her named ended in a 'a', do any of you guys know her? I was too afraid to approach her but she kept looking at me all night and licking her lips, making the sign 3 with her fingers and a sound that sounded something like a cash register. I think it was true love.

You fool! She was coming on to you, she may have even paid you or given you a "gift!"

One must be bold in these situations. Sorry, I have no idea who it could be, I don´t know of any blondes at the RP, let alone one with a name ending in "a."

[Cruiser D]

One again it is Feburary and once again that means I am at Borispil Airport waiting for my flight back home. After 7 weeks of love and hate I am too tired to post anything of any note. Perhaps when I get home I will toss a few nuggets to the hungry.

It was nice meeting new friends and old. And of course here is to all the girls, past, present and future.

Gotta love the free WiFi at Borispil - it's the fastest connection I had while in the Ukraine.

I was wondering if you guys could help me tho. In my last night in Kiev I met this girl at this place called River Palace, I think it's a disco or a casino or something like that, anyways. The girl had blond hair and her named ended in a 'a', do any of you guys know her? I was too afraid to approach her but she kept looking at me all night and licking her lips, making the sign 3 with her fingers and a sound that sounded something like a cash register. I think it was true love.

Anyways here's to late afternoon BA flights and down with early morning Swissair - at least I won't have to go to Heathrow.

Love and peace, the Cruiser.

[Brandon88]

Can anyone suggest some dating sites that are in English? I did a search but only russian language sites are mentioned.

Are there any that actually allow contact for free? I use Megafriends as an example, but there are only a handful of active girls there.

[Lorenzo Rome]

I was only one time in Kiev and I called the famous GIA.

They couldn't send me a girl since it was too late. It was 1.00 am.

By the way it seems not so cheap, I agree with last guy speaking in forum.

I was in Timisoara (Romania) one week ago and it was a paradise, with 70 euro you can have sex with a girl for 1 hour.

Does anyone can give me suggestions about cheap girls in Kiev?

Maybe some of them are working in apartments.

Thanks. I will be in Kiev on 21 Feb.

LOrenzo

[Fido Dido]

One O Nine, agree with your words.
There is no need looking down on someone just because she is a prostitute.
There are prostitutes who have a miserable life. Sometimes because of their own fault, but nevertheless.
And it is way better to do business in a pleasant way.

However!
A very big part of all posts on this thread is about RP-girls (who do want at least $US 300 a night) and about GIA-girls ($US 170 for 2 hours).
Maybe I am cheap, but I am not going to pay those prices.
In my experiences there is no correlation between the amount of money payed and the quality of the sex.
I fear coming years these prices will be going up and up. Faster then other prices.
How come? My opinion: do think some guys are too soft and easy . . .

By the way: being soft and easy has nothing to do with being friendly

[Bobus256]

New escort kiev agensy

http://www.sextravel.com.ua/

[It Travel]

I do not want to interrupt your polemiccs, but has somebody used:

Rakuena massage?

and

http://www.uakisski.com/
in particular

http://www.uakisski.com/kristina.htm

I'm delighted in an "tiight anal night" not so easy to find out in Kiev, and those boobs...

Any Info?

Any Info PMed on good Anal (possibly under 23) will be appreciated...

I will have a real six days sex tour, including some normal girls (two - three 19-23 y.o) next week. It's my bithday present. Of course a lot of Cialis will be needed. Some will be from Gia too, some from Flirt.

Of course I will report all you as usual...

IT

[Luvs Girls]

Going to be in Kiev for one night and I am afraid it'll have to be an airport hotel because I have an early morning flight. Any chance there will be some "talent" in the hotel bar or will I need to call someone? I would love to have a massage and, possibly, some more. Any help will be appreciated!

[One O Nine]

You misunderstand me Fido. I'm not out there to change the world or save any damsels in distress. If you'll notice, I'm a pretty active member in a prostitution forum, and I have a few years' history of reporting on just that kind of activity. I'm not condemning the practice or practitioners in principle. All I'm talking about is the attitude.

There is this common attitude among mongers of "here's the cash you dirty ****, now rock my world" - and if they don't get it, it's "how dare she not treat me like the sultan of Brunei for my hard-earned 60 dollars". I hate it, and so do the girls. Forking over a scant few hundred bucks buys you nothing but quick access to the holes. It doesn't buy you the enthusiasm. You get the girl's participation by treating her like a decent human being. I'm sure that a lot of the "mercenary-type" sex cases are caused by exactly this, by the girl treating you like shit in reciprocity.

Of course, there are all sorts of women in the sex trade. There are the cold, impersonal mercenary-type pros who just want your money and don't want to give you anything in return. I spot them pretty easily, and tend to stay away from them. That's probably why my views on the profession are skewed, because I mostly get the less experienced, more "normal" girls.

The jobs that these girls have, even the diamond-watch-checking-30-grand-boob-job types, is still a pretty shitty job. They still have to fuck random strangers they may find repulsive, and pretend to like it. They all have their creep encounters. Even the Gucci-wearing-$500-a-pop ultra pros started out small, at agencies or tochkas, and have their share of horror stories from a few years back. A lot of these girls have the plain old PTSD, and their job description fits the classic diagnostic criteria to the T.

First and foremost, these women are human beings just like you and me, and there's no reason to think of them any other way. I do not despise misogynists because of political correctness or moral idealism. I despise misogynists because they simplify the world into nonsensical generalizations, and like with all other types of bigotry, are too stupid to see that both their broad stereotypes and their tired arguments make absolutely no sense.

All I'm saying is, understand that these girls are not automatons, and that the mere fact of giving them money is not enough to make them deliriously happy to be with you, and to make them go out of their way to please you. Be nice to them, and above all respect them. If anything, you'll get much better sex that way.

[Fido Dido]

Myself, the good Doctor and 109 - who combined have probably fucked more prostitutes and women in general then you could think is possible in your dreams . . .

My o my. Now I am really impressed! What are going to reveal in your next post? The combined size of a certain body part of you and your friends?

. . .Now just stop going on and on about nothing and concentrate about your occasional whoring trips to Kiev when you can get away from the wife. If you continue on and on about this you Will crash and burn. If it will make you feel better we will say the real victims of prostitution are the girls and Fido Dido.

Sorry that you get upset about what I write. But please don't start answering with nonsense. Just put me on your ignore list.



Now some words to One O Nine
Please read very carefull what I did write. And please try not to be the "Knight in Shining Armor"

Prostitution is not sympatic.
. . .
Nevertheless, I want prostitution to be as pleasant and beneficial for both parties as possible.
There is no joy in abusing a woman who is forced into prostitution for whatever reason.
But there is also no joy in being cheated by a prostitute who wants to have a maximum of money in return for a minimum of performance.

A very big part of all posts on this thread is about RP-girls (who want at least $US 300 a night) and about GIA-girls (who don't earn that bad neither).
These girls know what they are worth and they are not giving it away. They are in it for the money. Period!
I am very sorry, but I have no pity for them.



These recent posts say it all. No need to comment:

The myth of the expensive EE hoe selling herself for harsh necessity is BS and nonsense. Those girls are not selling their ass for survival, they're selling it ONLY so they can buy BS status accessories (expensive mobiles phones, Prada shoes, D&G jeans, and yes, Versace dresses) and live a livestyle that would normally be out of their reach. They become expensive hoes just for the same reasons that some girls become escorts in our western countries : because the money is good, and if they can stand having sex with old fat guys, the work really isn't that hard.

Yet getting us to feel sorry for them is a big part of their scam. I personnaly would never fall for this.

Some of you "experts'" seem to forget that prostitution is all about role playing. That's live theater, that's all.

I used to use Gia all the time prior to the 'Orange Revolution' in 2004. Back then, I felt 'ripped off' paying $70USD for 2 hours but was always very happy with the service, so I was a returning customer. This always included bbbj and in many cases anal...ah, sweet Larisa, wish she was around still.

Now as I return to Kiev, 3 years later, I am saddened by the new pricing. Its now often 140-150usd for 2 hours and sometimes you have to pay additional $10-20 for bbbj, cim, things like that. And anal is no longer available.

I can understand the market changes, and it has been 3 years. But what made Gia my favourite years ago was that it was reliable and yet cheaper than other agencies, albeit some of the women weren't quite as good looking. But now, what is there to distinguish between Gia and using others? I guess I'll answer this question in a few weeks time.

And the thought of what RP girls might be charging nowadays (quoting 200-300usd 3 years ago).....its scary.

[Her555]

I will be in Kiev the begging of march, I wont to try from www.top-models.com.ua 1) elja and 2) zhanna

If someone know if the pic, is reel and some info from this girl's it will be appreciate.

Thanks in advents

[Busted]

This is what tipped me off, look at this

And these 2 posts by the 2 fakes are 2 minutes apart http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...postcount=2570
and http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...postcount=2571

How many posts do you see within 2 minutes of each other? 2 minutes, about how long it would take to finish one post, log out, log back in with another user's name.

Observeration writes in this post http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...postcount=2527 "that is not sexy"

That is not sexy is the name of the web site the connection posts in this post http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...postcount=2537

And look at the way Cruiser uses the word connection so much. Probably another alias.

http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...postcount=2600