Dubai Reports

[Giulia]

Doctopuss,

You are the reason i was late for work this morning

Well spoken !

And of course i have never experienced any of this myself

Take care,

Alfa

[Doctopuss]

One word of caution there. You do that too often, not pulling, and you'll be pegged as a lookie lou, not worth trying to market to, even if that categorization is false. You can recover, but takes a bit more effort.

Yup I know...so don't worry I don't plan to be that regular...and visits have to be followed up by pulls as well...don't want to go nuts by thinking about the short listed potentials for too long...lol!

[11Bravo]

Just wanted to drop another FR from this evening.

4. It was full of fvcking morons (read young punks, locals/lebbos) who had booked booths and were dressed like extras from rap videos ...

2 posts, 2 nice FR's, obviously not from a novice.

See some things have NOT changed. They used to bust me up laughing, some of the outfits. Thought the circus had come to town. They obviously impress each other, but doubt anyone else.

...plan to visit bars regularly now even if I don't plan to pull...

One word of caution there. You do that too often, not pulling, and you'll be pegged as a lookie lou, not worth trying to market to, even if that categorization is false. You can recover, but takes a bit more effort.

[Doctopuss]

Btw...been to Deira a couple of times at night...hot street action in the streets between Rigga Road and Rigga Street (near Taj) after 8. CIS and PRC mostly and from what I could see through a passing car...some were pretty hot!

[Innovation]

Oh this is a shocking observation about Pakistani talent and has left one of my last significant fantasies seriously deflated and sagging worse than the referenced tatas. Despite the obvious political incorrectness there could be valuable information here for those uninitiated with this segment (like me). Can anyone take the other side of this observation and defend the honor of these ladies?

All in all a very entertaining travelogue full of unrequited lust and angst in varying doses. [QUOTE=Doctopuss]So after making my round of observing this beauty from 360 degree angles, I sat down back on my trusted stool, and soon enough this another very gorgeous looking woman walked in and kept her purse right next to me. Raven-haired, had a face to die for with nice tits. She was accompanied by another not so great but definitely doable friend. Ignoring me, she put her hand in her long sleeve t-shirt and started adjusting something in her bra and then I noticed. Man they were stuffed. And not even properly, I could now make out the odd shapes inside her bra. A closer look revealed the lady had (even with make shift stuffing's inside) B+ cup (imagine what they would be without the stuffing), had a paunch and quite large love handles tucked inside the jeans. But I must say a very incredible ass. Worthy of making a bootifull African turn shy. And then she started dancing. And boy could she move her ass. Okay, with that face, that ass and those moves, I don't give a flying hoot about the stuffed bra. And on my list she went. And then she opened her mouth.

Holy maholy. She was speaking Urdu. Both those chicks were Pakistanis. And from their accent I knew they were from central Pakistan. Damn. Off the list they went. A couple of reasons why they went off.

- The diet of these central Pakistani girls. Unless very particular about their hygiene gives out this incredibly unbearable stink from their pussies and butt holes. A good hygienic woman (and mostly the educated and non pros/semi pros) provide some of the best lays ever. But you don't know this till you get down and dirty with them. So it is a risk. Especially if you love DATY and doggie. I do so; it was a major negative for me.

- Knowing the Paki body very well, I knew instantly what will be behind that stuffing inside the bra. Small, droppy and saggy tits, which are more like little pieces of meat hanging from a clothesline and make those flappy sounds when you bounce them. Actually they don't bounce at all. They don't even go thud. They just go 'flap'.

- A very hit and a miss with a Paki wg. 90% chances that she will turn out to be a dead fish in the bed. The non-professional Pakis mind you are incredibly hot and amazing in bed. Because they do it when THEY want it and boy do they want it, when they want it. But I guess true for almost every nationality.

Her friend, who apparently had better tits then her, was quite okay too but had these jetting out teeth and when she spoke she had the most irritating nasal voice ever. Well overall, the attitude of the Paki girl seemed hot, she had at least some assets, as I said earlier, the ass and face were incredible. If it would have been a repeat or regular night, I would have taken a risk. Smells could have been washed out with hard work. Actually wouldn't mind that. I like that washing part. With a nice hot bubble bath. But tonight I wanted to have things perfect, so passed on.

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[Doctopuss]

I'd suggest concentrating on what attracted you to her in the first place, and BUILDING on that, rather than tearing down...

Agreed 100%, I hate this habit of mine but that was what the moral of the story was...I spent 4 hours in two bars, saw the girls who really really tilted my pinball machine over and yet I pulled in desperation at the last minute, a girl who I selected just on a glance...

But I intend to get over this...plan to visit bars regularly now even if I don't plan to pull...previously it has always worked, when I knew before hand who I wanted to pull.

And that one attraction is very critical, if the girl delivers on that attraction I would still call it a successful event. Take Fatima for example, I had pulled her because I had liked her face and her overall body...and she delivered on that (just that she got the lights switched off and I couldn't see much of it...lol) but despite not delivering on anything else I got what I wanted, so I have nothing to complain about and I still remember that night with fond memories and as I said maybe I might pull her again...

[11Bravo]

The problem is that the numbers keep changing as many of the old numbers don't work now (probably many girls on visit visas).

Could be NOW, but back in the old days, a girl would keep the same number, for the very reason so she could be reached by her contacts. If she went home on a visit, the phone would just be switched off for awhile, or else passed to a friend until she returned. I know girls who had the same number for MANY years...

Must be discreet and try to speak in code as I know a few "White Knights" have disclosed my identity already....

Beyond me why anyone would want to do that...

was a disappointment

You look close enough, you can find flaws in anyone. Even if you had taken home Miss Tall Blonde, Miss Flower Skirt, or any of the others, it seems you would have started to find fault with them for something.

I'd suggest concentrating on what attracted you to her in the first place, and BUILDING on that, rather than tearing down...

[Mjolnir 213]

WTF??

You certainly made up for your absence!

I've got what Oil Rich would call a "window" of a few weeks now.

After a guys night at my favorite place was tempted but did not oblige... hence I am still up at this hour expecting a home delivery from an old source.

Hopefully not TOO old!
An afterthought really. Dont know what is going to turn up.

Will fill in the details if I feel like. In my experience these things are only as good as you want them to be.

Somehow I get the feeling that this will not be worth it, but as they say.. you can take the monger out of the bar but you can never ....



WB

PS: Must be discreet and try to speak in code as I know a few "White Knights" have disclosed my identity already.... fuckers!

And you dicks know who you are!

No harm no foul I guess... so far!

[Horatio Kane]

Doc, I may have too much time on my hands but I read every line of your mammoth ramble and enjoyed re-living your mongering angst. Heh, and Hi-five to you for keeping focussed and closing.

Just wanted to drop another FR from this evening. I hit Kubu as I was that side of town after a biz meeting and thought I might be able to pick up a cracker (from past experience) for some ST fun (work tomorrow, but why not chance my arm).

First impressions: MAN THIS PLACE HAS GONE DOWNHILL!

My buddy and I spent a miserable hour (approx) from (approx) 10: 30pm to 11:30pm. I know it's a lottery but f. Me it was dire. Some observations:

1. It was too hot;

2. It was too loud;

3. It would be easier (and cheaper) to get a refreshing iced beverage in the middle of the Sahara;

4. It was full of fvcking morons (read young punks, locals/lebbos) who had booked booths and were dressed like extras from rap videos and going around air kissing the WG's (they're fvcking WG's retards). I DO NOT under any circumstances have any aspirations of being a "gansta rappa" and therefore do not want to start now when I'm trying to get a honey for ST;

5. The chicks were in the main ropey.

6. The chicks that weren't ropey either had SHOCKING attitudes. I. E. No banter or willingness to play the game; and

7. The prices quoted were ridiculous.

In short, we had a punt around, saw nothing and felt inclined to be involved in less, so left after 3 beers.

RIP Kuba bar. I would like to consider myself a relatively experienced punter (read +5yrs in the sand pit), and I would certainly have rated Kubu amongst my favourite pick up joints, as whilst the chicks here have always been pricey, the quality has matched.

I have heard amongst my fellow mongers that this experience is now, sadly, not an isolated one. Unless something radical occurs (I. E. Someone can demonstrate and prove me entirely incorrect in my assessment), I will not be back. It just isn't worth it.

[Softspoken2202]

The way I solved the Thursday problem was to have a Miss Thursday - a regular who came over every Thursday. She forewent the surcharge in exchange for steady income and a comfortable work environment. And it saved me from having to go out and fight the crowds. Really nice when she'd just take a taxi to my place... I didn't have to set foot out of the house at all.

I agree & that's a good idea & I will need to dust off my contacts for hotel deliveries when the mercury touches 50s. The problem is that the numbers keep changing as many of the old numbers don't work now (probably many girls on visit visas).

The other option could be to get hold of Piper's mongering phone, a yellowpage for all types of WGs. That would catch a fortune on e-bay, I am sure. Piper, r u there?

[Softspoken2202]

Now the problem is that bringing a girl back home is a no no...unless I want to be castrated by my wife (no she won’t divorce me, she’ll just take me to the vet and have me fixed).

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LOL...Welcome back doc. Really enjoyed reading your posts, everything to the last detail & very well-drafted. Reminds me of Steve's posts last summer.

Keep it up man!!!!!!! Thanks for your time.

[11Bravo]

Newbies, you may not be the prose jockey like the Doc, nor as long winded, but he certainly shows it can be done. Hell, I remember when he first started - they grow up so fast. But if you want some fun reading, I'd highly recommend clicking on his name on 1 of his posts, using the pop-up menu to find other of his posts, and see how he started. Prime example of how it can be done, and how we all make mistakes.

I remember cyclone used to be packed and so is Rockafellas, but at least the crowd used to keep on moving like a well-circulated river. In Kubu it’s like the Dead sea...

Quite the description; unfortunately, all too accurate.

[Rattlesnake]I am sure there would have been some really nice ladies in there, but the crowd was again frozen and packed in front of the band, so really didn’t attempt to get to the other side.

To get to the other side, the up and over via the upstairs pool table area is a recommended route. Trying to make your way through the bottleneck between the dance floor and the bar a REAL pain...

You can also TRY to talk to any girls taken the air on the veranda while standing outside before paying the entrance fee, but a number won't, that entrance fee a very good indication of those who have discretionary income...

...happened to me once in York, where I instantly picked up a girl and as I was walking out, I saw the most prettiest girl ever walking in...spoiled my whole night.

Why? 2 choices:

• keep the girl you're with, and enjoy HER company, returning another night to look for the other.
• Break the deal with the girl you're with sans compensation, probably burning HER bridge and all of her friends (although I've had a few be quite understanding when my head swiveled around when heading for the door, and you score EXTRA points if you say, "No, tonight, I'm with you"), OR, slip her some compensation with a "sorry..." Just don't expect her to be a safety net if Miss Pretty is a no-go, or if Miss Original still willing to go if the deal with the other falls through, I would not expect a GFE.

made me wear two condoms

Never had THAT experience... From my limited understanding, that actually is more risky, as they rub together and can wear a hole in each other, or at least I THINK I read that once...

Sagging alarm rang

I don't mind a little sag, just means they're from mom and not doc... I believe in gravity...

...she was still walking next to me...now this is York we are coming out from, notorious for LE ops near closing time...damn she is supposed to walk at a distance from me...is she crazy??? Well I told her to follow me and meet me at Ramada...but no she wanted a taxi...oh well...no problem just an AED 10 ride.

Any girl will want a taxi, regardless of the distance. A taxi minimizes LE contact, while walking invites it. Plus, assuming things haven't changed, there are a number of lookie lous who close in on unescorted girls late in the evening... I wouldn't even consider any other means of transportation, and I've taken a taxi from the York to the Music Room where I parked my car...

if the girl does DFK...she is most probably going to turn out hot and good.

Now that's 1 question I haven't asked the girl but I'll agree with you, generally speaking.

You know I hate this about me...I screw up everything...and on quite a few occasions I have missed out on great looking girls because of this picky attitude of mine and my desire to first see the entire line up before making my final selection.

NOW that's the Doc we know

Doc, my advice: shoot for a 1 paragraph FR, as in: I made a circuit of the bar, then another. I saw a girl I liked; walked over, said hello. Made some small talk to gauge her attitude towards me, cautious of 1 word answers (but keeping in mind "limited" english). Checked the menu, price, time of departure; and headed back to my abode to enjoy THAT evening with HER.

Don't second guess yourself. First time in Thailand, my head was spinning, til a buddy said, "Pick 1 and enjoy. Always tomorrow to try another." As BC once pointed out, looking for THE hottest, THE best, most likely leads to failure; there's ALWAYS another. Find one that stimulates YOU...

Glad to see you back, Doc, and you certainly can turn a phrase and paint a picture. I might just have to keep reading when I slip back into "mothballed" status.

[Doctopuss]

Well at exactly 2 am I entered York after spending another 60 AED...York was half empty...hmmm I was expecting to be grabbed by Africans upon my entry but nothing of the sort...The quality of the girls was quite bad...did spot a very very very yummy looking short African though...man she bowled me over and that doesn’t happen with me where Africans are concerned...not because of any race bias but because of the menu limitations. But this one had the most amazing set of knockers and the most amazing ass on that tight little body....as if her ass had been traced around that little ‘D’ instrument found in our geometry kits. And she had a great face too, and best of all she was towards the lighter shade of brown...And I swear if I was not so gung ho on oriental that night, I would have at least inquired the menu from her...another reason why I didn’t because from what I had read here...Africans can be quite persistent (didn't want an african following me around while I looked for my catch of the night) and my only experience back in 07 with an African wasn’t quite good.

So back to PRC hunting...after at least 4 rounds of the entire place I found a great looking PRC (but typical PRC, large face), good body and tall...800 AED, but no BBJ....oops sorry...and I went on...the quality of PRCs turned me off completely, so checked the limited CIS supply, one decent young CIS but again no BBJ asking rate was 1000.

Moved back again, saw a very sexy PRC but she was taken...and then I realized that one PRC was constantly following me...man have to walk faster, have to get away from her...she was, trust me; the left over from Hagar the horrible’s midnight feast...ooh boy what to do... when an african at the bar grabbed me...hmmm not so bad....quite nice actually and compared to my predator...she was actually good and then she whispered those magic words in my ear...”My friend like you”...her friend, when I focused on her in the darkness (I couldn’t see as she was totally camouflaged in the dark back ground) was actually a 40 ton elephant escaped from the Jungles of Africa...I am not kidding...I’d rather take the real elephant, at least their tusks are off-white and not bright yellow...I ran...honestly I did...

Well by 2:30 am I had finally convinced my self on this very tall, good full bodied, but a very square faced PRC... there was something in her as a package which was turning me on...so while I was making my final approach this relatively cute small PRC caught my eye. Eye contact made and it was like glue, I stopped and approached her...BBJ...yes sure...oh excellent....done...not bad looking, quite cute...short...seemed to have a decent figure...hmmm...how much...all night? Yessss....600...excellent...till when?...you tell me....11 am or 12....oh no no no...I have to go to work at 9 am...well till 8 am then?...okay...what hotel?.... Ramada...oh Ramda...so we go?....of course...btw what’s your name?....Annie...

So Annie and myself walked out at around 2:30 am...once we got down, she was still walking next to me...now this is York we are coming out from, notorious for LE ops near closing time...damn she is supposed to walk at a distance from me...is she crazy??? Well I told her to follow me and meet me at Ramada...but no she wanted a taxi...oh well...no problem just an AED 10 ride.

10 minutes later we are in the luxury of our room and I finally took a good look at her...hmm cute but nothing near to the ones I had passed on earlier this night...oh well, maybe she will cover it up with the famous PRC attitude everyone raves about (this was my first Chinese in Dubai...had a Chinese once in Malaysia and didn’t like her...in orientals I prefer malays)...

She sat down with me on the sofa...she was from shanghai, 26 years old, had a 9 year old daughter back in china, and had been in Dubai for 5 months and works as a sales clerk at a mobile shop in Deira. I told her to move closer to me, to which she first started taking off her long knee length boots...and man what came out of them was.... was a disappointment...I am a pretty foot kink guy and her feet were like really small with a two inch big toe and half inch other toes, pretty ugly and she was flat feet as well, so no lovely arches, sexy ankles...

Well that was my cue to get up and get things moving, so I got up and went to check up on my bubble bath...took of my trousers and came out in my crisp new sexy boxers...and sat down on the couch. She took the cue and took of her jeans and came and sat down beside me...I took off my shirt and she took off hers...tits in bra didn’t look too bad....we sat there talking...eventually the bra came off...tits were soft, natural but nothing too great...B cups at the most and not firm. Well we did spend a good half an hour plus on the couch, her panties still on, we had a lot of tongue games, except a major draw back....SHE DIDN’T DFKed....bummer....there goes the night...No DFK means no passion...no making love...only hardcore sex...Shit....well make the most of what you have...her hands went up my boxers which was followed by her feet...well the foot job was quite good (I didn’t look down)...overall a good half an hour plus of foreplay...

She then wanted a shower, I suggested the bubble bath...and guess what...she hates that...water gets in her pussy...she doesn’t like it....damn...well it was the shortest bubble bath ever...
On the bed...a quick BBJ...and it was quick and with a fucking Tissue paper...suck suck...clean...suck suck...clean...damn...the faces of all those hotties moved in front of my face who l let go just because they were offering a CBJ... and that is when it dawned on me...a good CBJ from a very hot enthusiastic woman is better than a bbj from an average and unenthusiastic one.

Well moved to the DATY...maybe this will get her to give me a more enthusiastic BBJ....spent honestly, the next 30 or so minutes...eating pussy with as much enthusiasm as I could...in 69...I could feel something moving over my rod...whether it was a mouth or hands I couldn’t make out ...so if it was a bbj,..it was a pretty lousy one. She did thoroughly enjoy the DATY though.

4 am we finally got the condoms out...she took out her gel bottle as well...now since I had already made her pussy wet like an Eskimo on a hot summers day, I was like....arrrrigghhhttt...she is going for anal...but this happiness was short lived as she quickly rubbed the gel on the condom and slid me inside her pretty loose pussy...

Dead fish...dead fish...the woman was actually unemotional in bed...went through all the positions...but nothing...even her vaginal muscles were all loose...man it was bad....I have had dead fish, who were more alive than her...atleast most of them made an effort to make me come...and with others at least there was good body underneath you...here it was like...okay I’ll watch TV, while I am on the treadmill...now you would expect this kind of TV watching behavior from the wg...not from the guy...and here I was watching TV, while exercising on a treadmill. Now I know why some guys call this as “exercising on their machine.”

Finally it was over...as we sat naked on the couch for over 15 minutes...normally a nice girl always snuggles up to me, and eventually starts warming me up again...but no she just sat at the other end of the couch yakking away. Finally she started questioning how I make sex with my wife and that just sort of turned me off completely...so I asked her if she wanted to leave early because of her work...she asked me if I was happy and she made me happy...I put on my biggest smile and gave her a big hug...she went back happy.

And I went to bed at around 5 am.

So couple of years into this game...I am still learning...and more than about picking up a bad piece, it’s about figuring out what I want for myself and being decisive....

What do I intend to do in the future...I am definitely going to get those 3 oriental look alikes and try them in the future...Has anyone tried them or at least the boycut blonde, she is quite distinctive and stands out...she is sleek, tall, has a very nice smile...has a tattoo on I guess her right shoulder blade right beneath the bra strap. Any feedback will be appreciated.

Will try to pull before 12...

Will try out 4 points Sheraton as well...heard the bathrooms are very nice

Do that PRC from jockeys...maybe in an afternoon session

Maybe even do an African...if the menu selection meets the criteria...I don’t know why but I am developing a major thing for darker skin...nopes not really dark but like light brown/tanned...so an African can actually be sooner than later.

One of these days, try out Ratzky and go for a philippino...heard they are good and a lot of them are tanned with slightly indianish faces

Heck what the hell...might even try out that Paki chick (after checking out the menu) from that Paki contingent in Rockafellas...oh yes when I left at 2 am, both girls were still there and were joined in by 2 more Pakistanis.

And of course indulge regularly in CIS unless I meet someone from the PRC, Pinoy or African brigade, who changes my mind.

Ask Fatima once again...maybe her menu has expanded...

One major conclusion I made from my outings...bbj is preferred but a enthusiastic girl with Cbj can work sometimes as well but what is abolutely necessary to make the session a really 'personal' and passionate session is DFK...if the girl does DFK...she is most probably going to turn out hot and good. Atleast, that is the one common thing in all my best outings to date, be it anywhere in the world.

Well some guys will never learn...at least you can look forward to some pretty insightful adventures...and if you hung around all this while and you are actually reading this...man you’ve got to get a life...I mean which sane man will read this entire bloody thing...muaaaaaahhhh....for reading this ☺

Keep discovering
Doc.

Finally The End

[Doctopuss]

on one of my rounds, i had seen some chinese looking women, sitting in one booth in one corner, didn’t pay attention as i wasn’t in the mood for oriental. well later after i passed fatima, those ladies got up...and i saw a very indianish looking prc/philippino, tall dressed in a flowery skirt, get up and walk from that corner...wow just the face i was looking for...great physique, tits looked natural and at least c cup....eeeehaw! i am going for her.

she had headed towards the dj area, so that’s where i made a beeline for. luckily the little table next to the dj was empty, i parked myself on it. she was on the table right next to me sitting with another oriental looking girl with long blonde hair and a guy. hmmm, she actually was a hottie, great face check and confirm, great hair....a little full body (at least what i could make out underneath that free flowing midi skirt), not bad...i like it, and tits...lot of flesh...on closer look they did felt a little supported by the bra...sagging alarm rang...quickly turned off...there are some woman, which actually look even better with big but slightly droopy tits...so i had found the perfect little gem...hmmm close to 12...well just wait a few more minutes and move in....

and then she walked in....another young oriental looking girl (whose blonde boycut hair i had spotted earlier in that booth but had passed her for

a. being oriental looking and

b. she in a glance looked like really really old (but boy was i wrong).

she must be at least 5’9” or 10 , thin with curves in only the right places...a crotch in which you could place three fingers in the gap even with her legs tightly closed, a beautiful oriental face with a smile that could light up even the darkest or rooms on a night with a long lunar eclipse. a cup sized tits but you could tell that even michael angelo could not draw a better and a more perfect round (or was it leonardo)...she actually looked like a jap.

i felt my knees shake...what skin, what hands and feet, and that arc leading from her neck...going all the way down to the tip of her ass...her butt cheeks forming those perfect wide cups....man unbelievable.

i sat there, quietly, my chicken moment arrived again. i wanted to speak but my voice decided to go on an unannounced vacation at that very moment...she sat down on my table but facing the other way towards her friends. i froze, couldn’t even move my hands to feel whether my balls were there or not. and then i found the courage...but only to light my cigarette. i did the only thing i could do....started staring at her shamelessly, without moving my eyes even for a second.

now imagine this...she is sitting by my side hardly two feet away and i am turned completely towards her and staring. after i guess several minutes, i saw from the corner of my eye that her already present friend (with the guy) noticed this. she smiled and started dancing and while dancing pointed my dream girl to look towards me...okay so now she knows. i could tell that she has that faint ‘knowing’ smile, delicately waiting for me to make my move. with my heart now moved from between my legs and into my throat....have i penned this right...but just to clarify the last statement does not refer to anything which sounds like that i was giving myself a bj.


to gather my thoughts and my confidence, i started focusing on the band which was now literally [CodeWord125] evanescence’s “wake me up”. still tried to enjoy it and in the midst of all this, i noticed that seemingly booked dancing friend of theirs...man she could move, she noticed me looking at her, eyes met, she smiled, i smiled back she then turned around and started shaking her booty as if she was giving me a virtual lap dance...wow i never noticed before how hot she actually was (actually i thought since she was already sitting with someone, that she was taken)...wow not bad, infact quite hot (see how the attitude grows on the face...plus one for my hanging out longer in a pub and observing girls instead of a quick pull).

i liked her....again we flirted with the eyes followed with more sensual dancing...wow man good body this woman is actually great and no negative point...and on top of that the guy she was with leaves...

so now i am completely confused....three gorgeous looking girls...i wanted all of them...who to talk to...the initial flower skirt, the tall boycut blonde or the "dancing into my heart one”....hmmm wasted more crucial minutes...now we are half past midnight, half an hour over my deadline....damn damn...well since now that the group knows who i like (thanks to the dancing into my heart girl), i should be an honorable man and focus on the tall blonde. well just then, she got a call and picked her purse and left. what!!! it all happened so fast...i just couldn’t figure for a minute or two what happened. well after i awakened to the whole situation, i decided to shift my focus on the remaining two ladies...

hmmm now even more confused and cursing myself for the loss of that blonde...which of the two should i go for...one has a brilliant attitude and a physique to match and she knows how to move that body of hers...i could see flashes of her riding me in reverse cowgirl grinding that ass over me...whereas the other had a beautiful face and seemed like a brilliant package...flashes of me dfking that face as slowly i make love to her in missionary with those beautiful long legs wrapped around me....

and then someone puts the ‘stupid’ cap on me...i suddenly want the woman, who has left...i want the one who i can’t have anymore...so without thinking i get up and move to search for my beloved, hoping that she has just gone to the loo or to help a colleague...

now by this time i have realized that all three of them are most probably kazakhs or from kyrgyzstan...i have had an oriental looking kyrgyzstani before in 08 from here named botha and boy was she good and so much fun. she had given the best bbj i had ever received in life...thinking about it still gives me the shivers...imagine a blowjob lasting what seemed a lifetime...imagine a blowjob where she constantly had my johnny in her mouth for 15 minutes at a time, imagine a blowjob while she gives this incredible massage to your legs at the same time, while constantly communicating with her eyes to you. eyes don’t lie and boy you could tell that she was enjoying every minute of it...so with memories of botha, i was fully convinced that i have to get one of these ‘sisters’ of hers.

made a round, couldn’t find her, so i sadly made my trip back to my table...well choose from one of the two...now you can see how fucked up i was at that point in time, i had two perfect ladies to approach and i was repenting on the one that went off. by the time i had reached the table, the one who danced in my heart was mia...oh well fate definitely made up my choice for me...or had it?

just when i was going to lean over and talk to the flowery skirt...the tall blonde walks back...hallelujah...christmas is in early. she sat down again next to me...and my heart again went into my throat (sickening isn’t it...feel like beating me yet? well join the cue...i feel like beating myself black and blue so i don’t blame you)...i got all coward and tried to make eye contact with her...now that is very difficult with a person who sitting side by side with you...i knew she was conscious that i was staring at her. suddenly, the dancing into my heart girl popped up, looked at me staring at the blonde, smiled and whispered something in the blonde's ear and walked away again losing her self in the ever growing sea of people.

the tall blonde got up, started dancing in front me, with her back towards me...man i was overjoyed...so most probably that girl had given her the tip to dance for me, market herself to me...wow that tall body, that lovely ass...when it moved...it was sheer poetry in motion and then she slowly started lifting her shirt above her waistline...it was soooo sexy...she tightened it just around her belly button, so now her absolutely flat waistline was in my full view...i am telling you guys this woman was purrrrfect.

she picked up a cigarette and i out of nowhere got the courage to instantly poke my lit lighter in front of her...she smiled and lit her cigarette...yes this is the time to talk to her...but alas...another indian/paki/arab looking guy came and sat down in the booth next to us and she took her purse and with a smile went and sat down with him. most probably it was a regular client of hers.

bang bang bang...and i am on the floor...did anyone take the number of the truck...oh yeah...it was d...o...c...t...o...p...u...s...s...i had as usual once again ran over myself.

damn, i was pissed of on myself...and now i only wanted that particular woman, i ignored the flower skirt and decided to take another round as rkf was full by now and there were plenty of fish...

i could see these really busty, horny looking cis ahead...so with a vengeance i got up...finally the tiger was back and i headed on...scanned and brought more girls on my list (a list which was totally useless)...two short but very busty glam dolls, a very tall very very busty slightly older girl...red dress, shoulder length hair and a very nice, next door girl type face...(i have that kink for that innocent looking next door girl). passed fatima again...hmmm tempted but no no...saw the angelina lookalike leaving with someone...damn she looked good....too bad...saw the two busty girls in white t-shirts... dancing like crazy...i like that...okay on my list...but which one should i approach first...

and then right opposite the main door i see the girl who danced into my heart...i grabbed her (major contrast from my earlier behavior)...she smiled and looked into my eyes and put her arms around my neck...after a brief introduction, and rate (1000 aed all night...reasonable within my budget and i was right she was from kazakhistan), it turned that she doesn’t do bbj....had to let her go with a very heavy heart...but now that i think of it...with her i’ll take a cbj as well...so she is still on my list for future pulls....i love her attitude.

okay the first approach is done and over with...and do you know in the next 5 minutes i made 5 plus more approaches...bang bang bang....the white t-shirts couldn’t go beyond rates....the first one (she was young and new)...first said 100 for short time and one thousand (s pronounced like an s and not a z) for night...i looked at her from top to bottom....hmmm excellent hooters, perfect physique and very nice cis face...lovely to make love to then why the hell is she asking for 100 for short time (actually it was fuck once)...i asked her “what???” and she said sorry it is 1000 for fuck once, 2000 thousand for short time and 3000 for full night....fuck me....i moved on...

the other white t-shirt was 2500 now that's another way to say...go to hell i dont want your shaft up mine...moving on i approached the two glam dolls, one wouldn’t even answer her name and turned her head away...talk about attitude...hmmm am i that repulsive???? well i have gained 25 lbs or so since my last encounter in dubai. the second glam doll asked for 1500...hmmm not in the mood to negotiate plus she didn't look all that interested...

nearing 2 am, i am now panicking....shit, shit, shit....when i suddenly i see my first cutey (the short height girl) walk in the door again (she had left apparently with an arab youth around 11ish), i just caught her hand, stopped her in her tracks and asked the rate...1000...okay good, i inquired about the services, to which she said something like “you are crazy” and walked away...damn shit...what to do...saw the pink dress thinnest legs girl (forgot to mention her earlier - decent looking and extremely shapely thin legs...face was nice but too plain and blonde - i prefer brunettes unless she has something outstanding to offer)...hmm should i go to her...well i love her legs, stats seem nice too but face is not exactly the one that i would want to make love to tonight...hey i should go check out the flower skirt...damn...why am i wasting time.

fought my way towards the dj end again...to find that flower skirt was also on the same table with blonde and her man and there was another guy who had joined them....curses....shit.

blonde suddenly got up from the table and walked towards the dj end...what’s this is she not taken?...in my desperation i tried communicating with her through sign language ( you...me...go) to which she replied with her best “sorry mate, you’re outta luck” smile and gestured that she is taken tonight.

while i was standing there...all screwed up i noticed this red dressed definitely older woman but very beautiful woman staring at me with a smile...i looked back...checked is it me or someone else...nopes it was me...hmmm have to check her out completely...made a very difficult round around her to check her body out...man it was nice...very curvy but a little big bodied girl....and tall...hmmm after flashes of me with that tall blonde thin girl for over an hour...i just wanted someone sleek and oriental. this time the stupid justification that popped into my head was that i honestly thought i would not be able a big bodied woman like her...and trust me she was not fat at all nor was she oversized...she was tall, very busty, had a round ass and was a woman...if you know what i mean.

so i didn’t even approach (oh how i wish i had)...quick decision...i am totally in the mood for the oriental look and feel....an hour to go before 3...i can’t waste my hotel night....so off to york...while there is time...the heaven of prcs...i have to get there...surely with 100s of prcs there, i should get a replica of the ones i missed...so out i went...on my way again saw that early athletic girl in all white (could have asked her but fuck i didn’t), saw the fish net girl...fuck didn’t ask her as well and another cute short girl with a fabulous smile and a very next door girl like face...but no she doesn’t have the defined physique i am looking for...now at this point in time some one should have hit me on my head and told me as to why did i let the defined physiques go in the first place if i was looking for defined physiques...take about being a stupid dumbass.

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[Doctopuss]

So after making my round of observing this beauty from 360 degree angles, I sat down back on my trusted stool, and soon enough this another very gorgeous looking woman walked in and kept her purse right next to me. Raven-haired, had a face to die for with nice tits. She was accompanied by another not so great but definitely doable friend. Ignoring me, she put her hand in her long sleeve t-shirt and started adjusting something in her bra and then I noticed...man they were stuffed...and not even properly, I could now make out the odd shapes inside her bra. A closer look revealed the lady had (even with make shift stuffing’s inside) B+ cup (imagine what they would be without the stuffing), had a paunch and quite large love handles tucked inside the jeans. But I must say a very incredible ass...worthy of making a bootifull African turn shy. And then she started dancing...and boy could she move her ass. Okay, with that face, that ass and those moves, I don’t give a flying hoot about the stuffed bra...and on my list she went. And then she opened her mouth...

Holy maholy...she was speaking Urdu...both those chicks were Pakistanis...and from their accent I knew they were from central Pakistan...Damn...off the list they went. A couple of reasons why they went off...

- The diet of these central Pakistani girls...unless very particular about their hygiene gives out this incredibly unbearable stink from their pussies and butt holes. A good hygienic woman (and mostly the educated and non pros/semi pros) provide some of the best lays ever...but you don’t know this till you get down and dirty with them...so it is a risk...especially if you love DATY and doggie. I do so; it was a major negative for me.

- Knowing the Paki body very well, I knew instantly what will be behind that stuffing inside the bra...small, droppy and saggy tits, which are more like little pieces of meat hanging from a clothesline and make those flappy sounds when you bounce them...actually they don’t bounce at all...they don’t even go thud...they just go ‘flap’...

- A very hit and a miss with a Paki wg...90% chances that she will turn out to be a dead fish in the bed. The non-professional Pakis mind you are incredibly hot and amazing in bed...because they do it when THEY want it and boy do they want it, when they want it...but I guess true for almost every nationality.

Her friend, who apparently had better tits then her, was quite okay too but had these jetting out teeth and when she spoke she had the most irritating nasal voice ever. Well overall, the attitude of the Paki girl seemed hot, she had at least some assets, as I said earlier, the ass and face were incredible. If it would have been a repeat or regular night, I would have taken a risk...smells could have been washed out with hard work...actually wouldn’t mind that...I like that washing part...with a nice hot bubble bath... but tonight I wanted to have things perfect, so passed on.

A few more worth mentioning beauties walked in...a tall absolutely in shape woman, since I was so closely monitoring the Paki, I couldn’t see her face. As I was getting off that stool to go check her out, another gorgeous blonde walked by me wearing a black skirt and fish net stockings and instantly a whole night of fetish fantasies flashed in front of me....so as if she was the pied piper and I was the rat...I started walking behind her towards that spiral staircase side (the tall shapely woman had gone to the bigger bar on the opposite side)...she then joined the white clothed athletic girl...she turned around and got a glimpse of her face...nice but then again....no strumming...oh ok...nevertheless...she had those nice perky firm tits (no bra)...put her low down on my list.

Went back to the bigger bar, saw the tall woman....wow face actually resembled Angelina Jolie (now I am mad about her)...fuck man...she is too good...but unfortunately instead of the tiger in me rising up and going for the kill...the chicken instead rose up...fuck where did my guts go...did I bring them with me...check pants...balls still there...why the fuck are they not supporting me...after all I am supporting them with that nice new set of boxers I inaugurated just for tonight...

Okay okay Doc what is going on...you are a senior player, you’ve played a lot in Dubai before, hell you’ve played all over the world...get your rhythm back....man. Was it because I had lost hunting confidence in these past two years or was it because I was literally handed down girls in Thailand, Malaysia and back home in a platter. And then the justification popped up in my mind that I just merely want to check out more girls...and with this insightful thought I observed that my Angelina look alike was a little old...must definitely be in her 30s...and hmmm her tits were coming out quite a lot but her chest bone was protruding too, maybe the tits are not so big after all...maybe there are those meat flaps...

You know I hate this about me...I screw up everything...and on quite a few occasions I have missed out on great looking girls because of this picky attitude of mine and my desire to first see the entire line up before making my final selection.

So I moved on...a few more very large busted and young girls walked in most of them damn good looking but typical CIS faces...so I just put them down on my list...then Fatima walked in...I seriously believe Fatima is one of the most prettiest girl I have seen Regal. She has a beautiful body, beautiful tits (man there were nice and round and very big), lovely ass (I could snooze in it the whole night), the best face I have ever seen (she is a CIS but is a mix of CIS and Indian) and equally beautiful hands and feet (I have a kink for pretty delicate feet). Well she is so beautiful that I had taken her for long time on one of my 08 trips (the first time I visited regal) despite knowing that any kind of BJ was not on the menu (no cbj and no bbj) and I love bbj...infact wouldn’t touch a girl who doesn’t give one. So you can imagine how high this woman rated in my books if I pulled her.

It was a mistake...despite the most gorgeous body I have seen, she didn’t let me do much foreplay, no BJ (but I knew that) she wanted to do everything with lights off (even the TV)(am I that ugly?), made me wear two condoms, fucked like a dead fish and wouldn’t shower with me. On top of that had this most annoying ring tone which kept ringing the whole night. Couldn’t even sleep and then wanted to leave at 4 am in the morning (2 hours after we had came in) because of usual friend in trouble excuse.

At least she was considerate enough to let me shag her the second time before she left...Without adequate foreplay, DFK, BBJ...I am quite a pain on a girl...so I give her some points for playing the patient dead fish as I instantly put the condoms (emphasize is on comdomS) and took her for a very long time...but overall bad experience. (BTW I think I did submit my report on her)

Two years later and she hasn’t changed a bit in looks...tempted, tempted...maybe that actually happened on a bad night of hers...maybe she gives BBJ now...should I talk to her...well no I want this to be a perfect night and I have quite a few girls on my list by this time...so Passed.

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