Cameroon

[Hip Daddy]

At XXL: I'll check that on my next trip.

Recently I found a couple of new spots to hang in Yaounde, thanks to a lady I met using the trusted hotel pool approach. At Rond Point Nlongkak right next to the gas station, there is the complexe Bunker, which features a bar, fish grill, cabaret with live music and nightclub. Tried everything but the night club, can recommend for a nice evening.

Then there is the Biker Bar just opposite Bunker, which has a cool american feel, and a billiards table on the first floor. My squeeze was friends with one hottie who hung out there and told me she's a stripper. I have not been able to find out when and where she would perform (probably inside the bar, past 1 am), but the discussion is moot anyway since that place apparently was closed down by the police shortly after. Bummer. One game of billiards was only 500 FCFA.

[XXL]

The Ilomba is about 1-2 Km from the Lobe falls, I doubt that the sea water at the hotel is in any way diluted by the river. But the cascades make for a nice natural pool, or several of them, which the local beauties prefer to visit.

The deep sea port is about 40 km to the south, and a bypass road towards Lolodorf is being built, The traffic through town and towards Edea will be bearable.

The water on the beach outside the hotel did not even taste salty. Flotsam from the swollen Lobe converged there. It may be different during the dry season but the river water may nonetheless follow the same course, ie along the beach towards the hotel (instead of out into the big ocean). I was told the sea water on the beach on the opposite side of the river was unaffected (and distinctly warmer) as the river water only got deflected in one direction (Ilomba's).

[Hip Daddy]

The Ilomba is about 1-2 Km from the Lobe falls, I doubt that the sea water at the hotel is in any way diluted by the river. But the cascades make for a nice natural pool, or several of them, which the local beauties prefer to visit.

The deep sea port is about 40 km to the south, and a bypass road towards Lolodorf is being built, The traffic through town and towards Edea will be bearable.

[XXL]

Kribi is the place to go if you want some beach relief from the noise and hassle of the city. Hotel ILOMBA (around 40000 CFA, breakfast not included) is a 10 minutes' walk from the Lobe waterfalls. Hence the water at the beach is 60% river water and not so warm as pure ocean brew but it is still warm enough. I wouldn't want to check into any other place if I visited Kribi again. Note Kribi tends to fill at week-ends so the best time to arrive is Monday. This is the MILF I took with me to Kribi. Barebackable (after a home kit test) and good-tempered, she was not my first choice in Douala but when I travel further afield I opt for a more responsible, genuinely friendly girl rather than a high-octane whimsical chicken-head. Fit-for-purpose is what a girl should be, not only hot-hot-hot.

It was a long time since I'd had such a relaxing time in idyllic surroundings.

The Chinese are building a deap-sea port in Kribi. Completion keeps being put off. Kribi's idyllic days are numbered. A harbour also means lots of heavy traffic on the (already hasardous) road to Douala and Yaounde.

[Carlos3000]

Limbe, November 2014.

100 euros = 65 000 CFA.

Drive between Douala and Limbe, one-way = 25 000 CFA.

Daily rate at hotel Seme Beach = 45000.

Limbe is only 30 miles from Douala, but 11 miles must be added to reach Hotel Seme Beach, on which I had set great hopes after seeing a Youtube vid about a "Miss Seme Beach" contest. It turned out to be as devoid of mongering opportunities as a place can be.

Great report XXL. I will be in Nigeria in February of 2015 and was thinking of doing Limbe. I may do Douala instead.

[Simian]

Limbe, November 2014.

100 euros = 65 000 CFA.

Drive between Douala and Limbe, one-way = 25 000 CFA.

Daily rate at hotel Seme Beach = 45000.

Limbe is only 30 miles from Douala, but 11 miles must be added to reach Hotel Seme Beach, on which I had set great hopes after seeing a Youtube vid about a "Miss Seme Beach" contest. It turned out to be as devoid of mongering opportunities as a place can be. Even the female staff seemed less flirtatious than female staff usually is in Africa. There was nothing for it but to bribe one of my Douala girls to hop into a taxi and join me. I promised one of Gogo Dance's butt shakers - 100 euros / day she would stay with me at Seme Beach. She was there within three hours. She's the girl below. (first pic taken at Residence La Falaise in Douala).

Seme Beach is a wild-life paradise but the resort seems to be run by monkeys. Only one restaurant with a limited menu, breakfast a joke, no taxis. I was told Limbe doesn't even have a single night-spot anyway. I only stayed for 3 nights out of the 6 originally booked. During the drive back to Douala a female voice called me alledging the euro notes I'd used for the deposit were "fake". The trick they probably wanted to pull was for me to naively replace those allegedly fakes notes with new ones. They would then hand me back "my" notes (in fact fake ones they have at hand). Such a cheap trick. The voice was from someone who had access to my check-in data complete with local phone number. This is not the only instance of dodgyness with Seme Beach. When I'd booked by email one week before flying to Douala I got an email reply suggesting I made a down payment into a European (!!) bank account. So this hotel has scammers operating from inside it (and has no in-room safe). Avoid it! Avoid Limbe altogether. For a beach go to Kribi instead.

I am sorry to hear that you did not have a good time in Limbe but if you restricted yourself to Hotel Seme Beach, I am not surprised.

I had a great time in Limbe last year. Stayed at the Trinity Hotel in Limbe town where I was within easy walking distance from several music places. I hooked up with the waitress for the duration of my stay and had a great time. Fantastic company, great sex with a beautiful girl. Not much else to do in Limbe area except go to a beach. But there were shared taxis following set routes where you could go for miles along the coast for small money.

I was in a bar / restaurant where several roads meet just outside the main part of the town one late afternoon and I was approached separately by two absolute stunning looking women who spoke English. Had to turn them down because word would have travelled fast in that small town but I would love to go back to check it out.

Never made it to Kribi. I was having too good a time.

[XXL]

Limbe, November 2014.

100 euros = 65 000 CFA.

Drive between Douala and Limbe, one-way = 25 000 CFA.

Daily rate at hotel Seme Beach = 45000.

Limbe is only 30 miles from Douala, but 11 miles must be added to reach Hotel Seme Beach, on which I had set great hopes after seeing a Youtube vid about a "Miss Seme Beach" contest. It turned out to be as devoid of mongering opportunities as a place can be. Even the female staff seemed less flirtatious than female staff usually is in Africa. There was nothing for it but to bribe one of my Douala girls to hop into a taxi and join me. I promised one of Gogo Dance's butt shakers - 100 euros / day she would stay with me at Seme Beach. She was there within three hours. She's the girl below. (first pic taken at Residence La Falaise in Douala).

Seme Beach is a wild-life paradise but the resort seems to be run by monkeys. Only one restaurant with a limited menu, breakfast a joke, no taxis. I was told Limbe doesn't even have a single night-spot anyway. I only stayed for 3 nights out of the 6 originally booked. During the drive back to Douala a female voice called me alledging the euro notes I'd used for the deposit were "fake". The trick they probably wanted to pull was for me to naively replace those allegedly fakes notes with new ones. They would then hand me back "my" notes (in fact fake ones they have at hand). Such a cheap trick. The voice was from someone who had access to my check-in data complete with local phone number. This is not the only instance of dodgyness with Seme Beach. When I'd booked by email one week before flying to Douala I got an email reply suggesting I made a down payment into a European (!!) bank account. So this hotel has scammers operating from inside it (and has no in-room safe). Avoid it! Avoid Limbe altogether. For a beach go to Kribi instead.

[XXL]

100 euros = 65 000 CFA.

Price of a car ride into town one way = 2000 - 3000 CFA.

Girl for a short time or all night = between 20 000 and 35 000 CFA.

Price of a meal at Mediterranee (drink included) = between 6000 CFA and 9000 CFA.

Daily rate at Hotel Residence la Falaise = 70 000 CFA (breakfast included).

One beer at a disco = 2000 - 4000 CFA.

I never experienced such a lawless border crossing than I did at Douala airport. I started in front of the queue for passport control and ended up near the end. The two officers on duty kept being fed piles of passport from passengers who paid for the spurious privilege of being fast-tracked. Light was dim, cables hung from the ceiling and from walls. Obviously some renovation had been started, then abandoned. Some passengers merely walked by into Cameroon without being checked (not recommended though). After a frustratingly long wait my passport was stamped. I retrieved my suitcase and walked by unchecked past "customs". Anyone (including any of the many intruders / loafers coming from outside the airport) could've made off with my luggage without any questions asked.

I was relieved to see a man holding out a paper with a garbled version of my name and "Residence la Falaise" in bold print. I mistook the two flunkies beside him for his co-workers but he later told me they were hangers-on waiting to make money out of me and they had been making even him uncomfortable. All this is rather scary and different from my orderly arrival at Yaound airport some months ago.

The two main nightspots in Akwa are St-Peres disco and Gogo Dance (both places next to one another). Girl congregate at St Peres' between 23:30 and 01:30, then move along to Orange Metallique in Bonanjo. Hence their numbers is easy to overestimate. I see 30 girls at St Peres at midnight, you see 30 girls at Orange Metallique at 02:00. We wrongly assume 30 + 30 = 60 while in fact they're mostly the same girls. On the whole the number of girls has gone down compared to some years ago, but the F / M ratio remains good. I remember the days where up to 15 girls sat at the Mediterranee terrace in late evening, now I never saw more than 3 on a single evening.

The street scene in Douala is now non-existent. I was told police scoop up girls even in front of discos.

I booked a cab twice to cruise around town but I didn't spot a single doable girl.

Things were different in Yaounde both as regards SWs and cab cruising for girls (see my report).

One upmarket place you should visit is Brasilia. Live music, first-rate food, a few girls paid to dance (not naked though). On some nights they mostely play salsa and afro beats, and it is a pleasure to see everyone (including some very sexy and sweaty girls) having the time of their life. Go there on two consecutive days and you may happen upon the day where they mostly play jazzy-whiney tunes and the African magic fails to materialise.

Strip tease at Printemps (in front of Gogo Dance) and at Chat Noir. No lookers though. Gogo Dance has better-looking girls, though not catwalk quality either.

I visited the central market ("March central") after hints some sexyly-dressed women used to shop for beauty articles there, but it is mainly a man's world.

I was scammed by Stephanie (from Gogo) and by Marie from St Pere. I'm sure both were menstruating and still didn't want to pass up. Girls working while menstruating is the world-wide plague of P4P. I sympathize with cultures who put it under heavy punishment (at least flogging, why not hanging).

This is B from St Peres'. As regards body language during intercourse, a good faker beats a good orgasmer IMO. B was such a good faker she managed to coax spunk out of my lazy cock through latex and without Viagra in my system (look Ma no Viag! This hadn't happened to me for years.

P.S. All the accents in French get mangled by the Internationalsexguide editor. I replaced them with unaccented "e's".

[Hip Daddy]

That previous post about LE Printemps had me intrigued. Since poontang is so easily available in this region, why bother getting all riled up by some naked chix?

Apart from the ladies of the night who seem to stand at every corner in the city center around the Carrefour de l'intendance, this area is happening. I arrived at 23:30 at the club and followed the description on how to get upstairs. Once you push open the door, a deceptively big looking room with low ceiling (actually, the beams are so low you have to bend and they are protected by foam) awaits. Just to the right of the door is a bar annex, where I spotted suspiciously slutty looking girls. My assumption being correct, as most of them later got on stage. Ordering a coke for 1500 at the bar (with a mandatory beer for the waitress at the same price thrown in), I got offered a lone stool with limited view. Which wasn't a big problem, as I started flirting with said waitress, and waited until the local crooners had finished their karaoke. The waitress came by every five minutes, addressing me directly whether everything was ok. Finally around 01:00 two girls started pole dancing simultaneously, one being the mentioned albino (who previously raced through the club dressed and in a mood as if she owned the place. The other girls was in far better shape, killer bod'and'ass, just too small tits. Anyway, they did their pole tricks which mostly looked like someone had glued a frog to the pole. Then they interacted with the audience by humping a few selected customers. Guess what. Me being the only pale face in the room got selected every time. At least I got to rub some bills on their naked pussies (1000-2000 is fine). Interestingly, the whole scene did not have a seedy feel, as there were many couples and posh ladies in the audience who also enjoyed the close ups, laughing and egging the dancers and customers on.

Later two other girls took stage, one a rather chunky bit with big melons, the other also slim and toned. Furthermore, one "dressed" lady was roaming the floor, making sure that every customer got to notice her lack of underwear when she ground on them.

Once I had finished my bottle, I left at 2 am, being harassed by the streetwalkers on the way to the parked car, which had been guarded by the on-street car wash gang. Might come back with friends or chicks to have fun in a raunchy atmosphere.

[Nobetane]

Hi gents,

Just a short report about a quick trip I took to Cameroon earlier this year in February (better late than never). I landed in Yaounde on a Friday and stayed at the Hilton. I used points for the stay and I was given a room on the executive floor (or whatever the name for their VIP / high-status floor is, I think it was the 8th floor). I think it was legit, because there was a hot shot with his wife staying on my floor and he was being shadowed by two uniformed and armed guards the whole time, and he had an entourage of people waiting to come visit him in the lobby.

Anyway, after checking in and taking a shower, I set about to explore the town. The receptionist mentioned Club Platinium, which is right down the block from the hotel, so I made my way over. It's a pretty small place, with a dance floor on the center, sofas around the room and a bar tucked at the corner. There is an upstairs level, with more sofas and VIP areas, and kind of a balcony where you can hang out and survey the first floor. I got there around 11.30 pm, but it was still quite empty, mostly a handful of expats and about 10 local girls, most of them seemingly available for the taking. I took a seat at the bar, ordered a drink (5,000 FCFA), and the bartender also gave me some snacks (nuts, and that kind of stuff.). In between making small talk with the bartender, I had the chance to survey the scene. A couple of group of girls were seating at various tables around the room, and there was a somewhat larger group of expats with a couple of local girls in tow. As I was sipping my drink and taking the sights in, a local guy came over to me; now I had seen him give instructions to the waitresses, so I figured that he runs the place or at least works there. He told me to pick which girl I wanted and he would talk to her and close the deal for me. Now, none of the girls was to my liking, so I politely declined his offer and tried to express that I wasn't interested. After about 20 minutes, I was ready for the next spot. So if you want easy pickings, go to club platinium, but be aware that the prices might be inflated. I do have to say that even though I didn't like the girls, a lot of them looked young, I. E. , in their early 20's, which is a nice change from some oldies you tend to encounter in such places.

Some friends had mentioned Djeuga and Sanza as good options for the night, so I opted to start at Sanza. I took a cab from the Hilton and the driver drove through Hippodrome, where I had the chance to observe some freelancers. Again, no good quality, but then again, we didn't exactly stop so that I could examine the offerings a bit better.

By the time I got to Sanza, it was about 1 am, and it was definitely very lively. Very nice place with outdoor seating and food, if you just want to relax with a group of friends, and then the club inside with lots of seating (tables and "VIP" areas with sofas) and also a dance floor. The club was packed and people seemed to be having lots of fun, so I did too, just having a few drinks, enjoying the music and checking out the girls. The crowd there is mostly Cameroonians who come out in groups, well dressed and just to have a good time. It might be harder to approach a woman there, since they're usually in mixed groups (men and women), but YMMV, especially if you're an expat.

After about an 1.5 hour of listening to good music and just people watching, I decided to head to Djeuga, and I arrived there around 3 am. Now the place was somewhat light, with a few groups and then some working girls roaming about. I sat at a table not too far from the bar, off the dance floor and observed people dancing. The waiters were pretty good about clearing the table and offering another drink. A WG came about and tried to make conversation with me. She was not my type, but she had a nice personality, so I entertained her for a bit and bought her a drink. After a while though, she became a bit pushy about trying to get my attention and I had to let her know that I was not interested. I walked away from the table and inched closer to the dance floor where I started dancing a bit. As the night went on, the crowd started thinning even more, and I zeroed in on one girl sitting at the bar alone. I went over and tried to make conversation, but she flat out ignored me. I moved on to the other end of the bar ordered a drink to soothe my ego. I noticed this girl on the dance floor with a a very nice butt, slim waist and an okay face. She seemed a bit tipsy, but at this point I didn't care. I smiled at her, and she barked at me in french, asking why I was looking at her. Undeterred, I motioned her over, and immediately disarmed her by saying that I was trying to get her attention so that I could buy her a drink. That did the trick, as she started smiling and let her guard down. Up close, her face was probably a 6, but her body was definitely a 9 or 10. We did very little talk, only the basic (name, where from, etc), and then she grabbed me to go dance, and boy, could she move her body. After about a couple of songs, I brought her back to the bar to hang out and soon after, I told her I was ready to leave and asked if she wanted to come with me. She asked where I was staying and I said the Hilton, which was only about a 5-minute ride by taxi. She agreed to come along, without any discussion of the price.

We walked outside the club and grabbed one of the taxis waiting outside; before we left, she took some change out of her purse and gave it to one of the young guys who hang outside the club, and she told me she likes to help those guys. It was a short ride, and when we got to the hotel, the receptionist told us she had to register downstairs for safety reasons. The problem was that she didn't have an I'd, only a receipt showing that she had recently applied for one, which the hotel wouldn't accept. I had to sign a form, to release the hotel of any responsibility arising from her being in my room, which I happily did.

Back in the room, it was time for a shower, and then some action. She started with some good and slow BBBJ and then we moved to different positions. Her ass was just perfect, and it was a sight to be able to fuck her in doggystyle. After a while, she became dry and my little head took over, which led me to fucking her without a condom (I know, I shouldn't have done it). We went at it in multiple positions for a while, and finally, I couldn't hold it anymore and pulled out and finished on her stomach. At this point, she was beyond tipsy, so she passed out, which was fine by me, because I was also exhausted. I woke her up in the morning, and went at it again, except that I kept the condom on the whole time this time around. She took a shower and got ready to leave. At that point, we had not discussed prices at all, so I just took 10,000 FCA and gave it to her. She took it, said thank you, and went on her way, leaving me a happy man.

So I'd say if you want a place where you can find girls looking for you, go to the Djeuga, and you'll probably have your pick.

Cheers,

NB

[Joe Perez]

Fantastic. That's ass perfection!

She was a kind of nympho.

When I went down on her she pulled on my ears like they were Obama's in order to steer my face between her legs. She pressed my head hard against her pussy and my lips got bruised against my teeth. When we fucked she wanted to lie flat on her belly with closed legs while I took her from behind. All the while I had to contort myself to finger her from my already precarious posture. A nympho is fun the first time but soon becomes a chore. I don't like frigid cows of course but as far as I'm concerned it is enough for a girl not to dislike what she does and to put on a good show and a good service for me (instead of chasing her own orgasm).

She'd given birth once so her tits were no longer that great. They were hypersensitive though and she also demanded that I massage them. She told me they'd been damaged by her son because he'd played with them until her was four. I said did you let him suckle until he was four? No she said, but he slept with me and therefore I let him play with my boobs. I later challenged her on this: "you can't fool me", I said. "Tell me the truth, did you sleep with you son because you enjoyed his playing with your boobs". She nodded and chuckled. At least African women are transparent (in spite of their dark skin). Men are often blamed for going after younger women, but females are the genuine peados. Anyway, such a tailend is what I travel all the way to the Cameroons for. I used up my second HIV test kit to be allowed to bareback her / it.

[XXL]

She was a kind of nympho.

When I went down on her she pulled on my ears like they were Obama's in order to steer my face between her legs. She pressed my head hard against her pussy and my lips got bruised against my teeth. When we fucked she wanted to lie flat on her belly with closed legs while I took her from behind. All the while I had to contort myself to finger her from my already precarious posture. A nympho is fun the first time but soon becomes a chore. I don't like frigid cows of course but as far as I'm concerned it is enough for a girl not to dislike what she does and to put on a good show and a good service for me (instead of chasing her own orgasm).

She'd given birth once so her tits were no longer that great. They were hypersensitive though and she also demanded that I massage them. She told me they'd been damaged by her son because he'd played with them until her was four. I said did you let him suckle until he was four? No she said, but he slept with me and therefore I let him play with my boobs. I later challenged her on this: "you can't fool me", I said. "Tell me the truth, did you sleep with you son because you enjoyed his playing with your boobs". She nodded and chuckled. At least African women are transparent (in spite of their dark skin). Men are often blamed for going after younger women, but females are the genuine peados. Anyway, such a tailend is what I travel all the way to the Cameroons for. I used up my second HIV test kit to be allowed to bareback her / it.

[XXL]

Nigerian girl. She was a modern girl, shaven and owning up to having had bisexual contacts. In the course of our conversation she said:

- "There are no laws in the Cameroons".

- "What about Nigeria" I said. "Are there any laws in Nigeria?

- "Nigeria is like America".

A hard-headed girl. Sagging breasts though, rather in need of a boob job. Five minutes after she left with 30 CFA for a rather short time she knocked again on my door to ask for taxi money. I hate that. She disqualified herself for the next round. She was too "modern" for my African tastes anyway. I like my black meat to be unshaven, sweaty and slightly pissy. If I want scrubbed shaven cunts I can find them over here in the FKKs.

[XXL]

I didn't do much with this one. Very childish and anxious to go back to the disco. She didn't look as great naked as she did dressed. Some girls are like that. Also she had one of those botched up, protruding navels, a great turn off.

[Hip Daddy]

Great report! For stay, try the Hotel des Deputes, nominally just three stars, but very decent and technologically surely no more challenged than the Djeuga. Has a pool, too, and pretty much everything is half price compared to the Djeuga. Staff doesn't give a flying shit about who's in your room. I can relate to the "leech" incident, though: the Deputes pool guy tried to hook me up with a young girl and later demanded my payment from her. I am slightly averse to finance pimping studies, so I tricked him off her back.

The taxi money is a great idea, should try that myself.

I did not find the girls in Yaounde to be particularly vertically challenged. I hooked up with several between 1,70 and 1,80 m. But I haven't yet been to Douala, maybe it's even better there. Where is that Sanza place? The trick with the dead time between dinner and disco is to head out for dinner not before 10 pm. The boites really only get going way after midnight.

The Carrefour de l'Intendance (also called Carrefour Campero) really shouldn't be more than two minutes away from the Djeuga by taxi, at the end of Rue Kennedy. I think the taximan took you for a ride.

Police hassle is still very much in evidence. I have been stopped about 4 times during a 3-week-stay, only once merited due to me telephoning while driving. They will extort 20.000 Francs from a white guy any time.

For SWs I think you're talking about Rue Elig Efi, separating the Melen and Elig Efi quarters. Students come in all ages, and sizes. I hooked up with a 22 year-old who seemed somewhat of a part-time student, she went into class maybe two days a week. Also, a lot of students may be older than what us westerners are used to, if they've had to negotiate a pregnancy earlier. Some girls are still in school for their Bac aged 23-24.

Air France is not so bad if it weren't for the layover at CDG, which must be one of the most dreadful airports in the world. I much prefer Brussels. But then, Brussels is usually stopping over in Douala, which adds over an hour to the total flight time outbound.

First some figures (65 000 CFA = 100 euros):

Djeuga Palace Yaound: 85 000/ day including breakfast (10 000 CFA below list price for a stay over 10 days).

Hotel buffet dinner: 14 000 CFA.

Taxi money to street girl for her to come to hotel later: 1 000 CFA.

Two other discos I didn't check are Club Loft (carrefour Bastos) and Bunker night club (at "rond-point Nlongkak" Carrefour = cross-roads; rond-point = roundabout. Bastos and Nlongkak are good places to eat, unfortunately the discos get going too late with respect to eating hours so you're left with nothing to do in the intervening hours.

A ten minutes' drive from Djeuga Hotel, the "Intendence" district (in front of the army HQ) has what the locals call "cabarets", with nude dancing. One of them is "Printemps". Have the taxi driver escort you inside, drinks are cheap and there's no cover charge...