Dubai Reports

[SexyGuy7519]

Any suggestions? I have 10 hour flight delay in Dubai. I want to make use of it. Any suggestions for a quick hookup with escorts and place to stay and have fun. Don't have much time to move too far from airport.

[Aimara]

Ramee Royal Hotel. First floor.

Jules I know about, and Club 1 (one) easy to find, but where is Mirchi?

Also another post mentioned 'new Rockafellas'? Where is that?

I'm particularly looking for CIS. Love Kyrgz.

[ForTheRealm]

Jules I know about, and Club 1 (one) easy to find, but where is Mirchi?

Also another post mentioned 'new Rockafellas'? Where is that?

I'm particularly looking for CIS. Love Kyrgz.

Mirchi is mainly for Indian / Pakistani women.

[PopamRaj]

Sounds like I have met her as well. Seems to be very similar to how we met up. Same issue. Not as good looking as the pic. Went back to the hotel room and then excuses excuses. And she wanted the money. Gave it and ended it. Did not want to deal with the drama.

I would just chalk this one up towards experience.

I've also recently met her. Big sensuous build up over WA. Not as good looking in person for sure. Didn't try the headache stuff with me, but the deed was done with zero passion and bolted out the door ASAP after that. Drank all the beer from my fridge as well!

[PopamRaj]

Long time lurker who has RTFF many times over! Finally, pulled the trigger today and joined ISG. Have learnt from the wisdom and experience of all you amazing gents who contribute to this forum. Just wanted to say a big "thank you" to all of you. Have been mongering in Dubai for over 8 years so have some experiences to share, which I will start doing soon!

[Fuster 1234]

Jules I know about, and Club 1 (one) easy to find, but where is Mirchi?

Also another post mentioned 'new Rockafellas'? Where is that?

I'm particularly looking for CIS. Love Kyrgz.

[Blksil]

Gents,

I will tell you a story you should not believe *at first. And when you do find it credible, you should not seek the same experience out. By seeking it, you'll only get fistfuls of wind. But I will tell you the small ingredients that came together for the finest of all indulgences.

Let me state first (and you'll understand later), I'm seeking a private discourse with a trustworthy brother who will have the chance of visiting Moscow / Red Room in the very near future. If someone will connect with me, I will reward with the key details of exact contacts and a picture. Please message me, if interested in helping each other out.

The perfect girl. The perfect 3 some. And the perfect full night of non-stop Revelry and exploration of dark-erotica. Have I got your attention yet? This takes place over 2 full nights in Moscow Hotel where I had a room, 8th floor, if that matters. (For those who would doubt my legitimacy, I have photos to prove everything.).

It's a story of one Russian girl, 24 yrs old, I'll call Dee. A lovely 18 yr old plays a valuable role as well, who I'll call Nat.

So after 2 days of avoiding the Moscow clubs and using M. Are. , I decided I'd test the waters. See, I'm an introvert, as Dee turned out to be as well, and I don't enjoy crowded lounges (Tolstoy) and clubs, (Red Square) though by appearance no one could tell. About 9 pm I asked for a table in the Lounge. When entering Moscow, the Lounge is immediately on your left before reception. The Club is off to the right behind a deceivingly small door (podium just before where you'll need 200 cover to get a hand stamp allowing to come and go, opens at 8 technically).

Upon entering the Lounge a little after 9,the tables were mostly full of girls in their finest evening fun attire. There were many "looks" that I'd never glance at twice. But to each their own. Let's just assume the many met-art worthy beauties I was taken back with were Russian / Ukrainian. The Asian hostess asked me if she could seat a girl with me, but I responded (wisely), No. What ensued was a wonderful game of nuance as the (20+) young women attempted to steal glances from me to gauge my entrance. Was I a connoisseur or just a business man who stumbled in for a drink? There was clearly a boss man sitting just diagonally from me solo. Almost never taking his eyes off his phone; each new arrival would "check in" with him. This was quite interesting to observe. This tall proto-typical sharp blonde tried to draw me into her gaze repeatedly. Yes, she was a gorgeous. But, again, I'm no amateur, she was clearly GPS, and would try to milk me for every cent. A more girl-next door blonde did catch my interest a few tables over. After letting her catch me staring a few times, she gave me some sassy facial expression not a rejection but more of a taunting. I assumed most of these women were on their way into the club, so bid my time until about 10 pm.

Upon entrance through the 2 doors, I found the typical dark club and bar; basically a long rectangle w / bar immediately to left. Being early, I'd say there was 30 ladies socializing with each other and only 4 other gentleman spread throughout. The harvest was ripe. I began the mandatory walk around the perimeter. 24 of the 30 eyes on me. By no means am I anything other than average-looking. But, perhaps, at the moment, I was the best choice. As I finished my clockwise circle, I discover a shadowy step-down when approaching back toward the bar. I took a lovely stumble that instantly checked my ego. I approached a table of 5 girls, all perfectly adequate. An very outgoing blonde welcomed me in and made me take her seat. But it took me just 3 seconds to lock upon Dee, the heroine of this story. Dee was not locking eyes with me, but sat as if to sink into the background of these other vivacious personalities. What caught my attention first was her light blue top, exposed slim shoulders and fascinating necklace no more a medallion worthy of an Egyptian priestess of old.

At this point, brothers, my task was clear, make Dee know she was the Only girl in that entire room.

Pupils, if you learn one thing from this unlikely experience, it's this: conversation creates intimacy.

So, I pulled out my Google translate:

"I like your necklace. Did you make it?

Dee: "thank you, no, I got it in Spain."

Me: "I love Spain. Beautiful country. Have you ever been to the Basque Country."

Dee: "No, but I know of it."

Me: "What's your favorite ice cream flavor."

Dee: *giggling* "Chocolate."

Me: "That's all? No cherries or sprinkles?

Dee: "Cherries, yes."

At this point, I noticed something astounding. She wasn't typing and translating in the App. She was typing in English each time, no need to translate.

Spoiler: Dee is an amazing polyglot.

At this point, a waitress came up and asked if I wanted a drink. I did not. But said I'd buy Dee whatever she wanted. And the bubbly blonde who's seat I'd taken began to request I buy something everyone. But, brothers and pupils, I held firm and clear. "No, just for Dee. " She blushed.

At this point, bubbly blonde asked for her seat back and Dee and I loved to table by ourselves. After about 10 minutes, her manager, Z', joined us. Started at 1500, which I knew was crazy. But I couldn't waste another minute. 1500 for 2 hrs. I could have paid much less. But it would have almost taken away the value of what I had found.

Dee could have passed for 20. But she was truthful when she told me she was 24 as we later discussed birth years and generational traits. She had long dark hair down to mid back. Porcelain skin. 5'3". Maybe 110 lbs. Just right be cubs. Not much makeup. But, damn, she was an iceberg of sensuality, if you will bear with me to do this story justice.

As we exited the club, the petite blonde who had made a face at me in the lounge gave me the best glance of jealously that clearly read, "So you did want to play games. "

We headed toward the elevators behind the grand staircase that leads up to Coochini (I never made it there). I had even pressed the Up button before a large African body guard type called out, "Excuse me, excuse me; you must register. " Knowing what was then required, Dee pulled out her passport and shared her number. I also handed him a 20. Just play it cool, brothers. Play it cool.

In the room, our conversation was always in near perfect English. Even better, her vocabulary was that of Masters-level graduate. While sitting fully clothed on the bed edge, I asked her if I could take one picture, so I'd never forget her beauty. She was quick to say yes. I'll cherish it forever.

I stopped her from removing any of her darling clothes. We had 2 hours, and I like it slow. I had lie down on her stomach for a foot massage. She arched her back up so as to strike a sensuous pose, but I told her to relax. No need to try to impress. And she did relax. In the deepest of ways.

Gentleman, the best we can hope for in this sport is a good GFE partner. But when you touch a girls mind and make her feel empowered, you get much more. Consent is damn sexy. Never forget that.

We all have our own love making styles. You do you. But my goal was simple. Make her climax before her clothes come off.

Dee really loved to DFK. Never in my life have had such natural deep kissing for as long as we did, all while our hands explored else where. She softly bit my lips, swirled her tongue, and suck my own tongue deep into her mouth.

At times she'd try to progress things to "the main course" but submitted to my directions. When my uncovered manhood finally joined in with her DFK, it was empowering. Albeit, not the best ever, but not due to lack of effort on her part. It'd just take time for her to learn my likes. She was not stingy on her Deep throat attempts nor her exploration of my balls. But it's the flicking and suckling that I trained her to master.

When the time came to be One, protected of course, she proved to be infinitely flexible and quite vocal. The vocals were not fake, but likely exaggerated. More so, I want boost your ego so you enjoy yourself more. Fellas, I can only be honest. The only hindrance to a non-stop Valhalla orgy was my own physical stamina. She was insatiable. Never companies about too much or too hard or too complicated. Her pleasure meter was in the clouds and. Humbly. I could not reach it, if it did even have an end. About 90 minutes in of endless pleasure, I knew I needed to wrap up. So while she devoured my face and neck whilst sitting on top of me, I stood up tall, her legs now wrapped around my waist and bounced her like rag-doll upon my rod of discipline. She could have gone on like this forever, but my legs grew feeble, despite her tiny frame, so I lovingly slammed her gently upon the bedside as I stood, thrusting deeply. Our lips never stopped even as I erupted and went numb from the waist down.

Now skeptical brethren, let me impart one key detail to prove this was no ordinary erotic connection. Have you ever had the best of professional women who did not quickly de-escalate as soon as her man "finished"? Do they all not give you a quick ego affirmation, check the protection is intact, and begin dressing or hurry off to the bathroom / shower?

Well, Dee and I stayed entwined and penetrated for a realistic 2 minutes until my strong tides of manhood receded from her damp shore. Think on this.

While there was only 15 minutes or so in the official 2 hrs, she stayed for another 30. And these last 30 minutes were the most important of this adventure. How can that be? See, naked we layer together speaking of a thousand things. Stories of all our world travels. Her parents profession. Her schooling and various jobs. We discussed politics. We discussed sexual personalities. We discussed sociological demography and what differentiates Millennials and Gen Z. We discussed her favorite film director and authors. Forget not, her English vocabulary was better than any average Western white girl.

I asked her I could see her again. She agreed quickly. I asked if I could meet her outside of the Red Room next time; she said regretfully "No, because of Manager's rules."

Fellas, this is just the beginning her Dee's blossoming. If you bear with me, I'll tell you what happened the next full night, as Dee and I brought in amateur Nat and trained her together. And as Dee and I explored the darker eroticisms.

Please PM me if you are able to visit the Red Room soon. Please.


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[Blood Red]

There's nothing you can do to avoid a scam 100% of the time. Women in Dubai usually ask for money upfront, while other countries you can pay afterwards which is much safer. You did the correct thing to avoid any drama.

Even if you find the women who will let you pay afterwards, eventually you're going to find a beautiful one who demands upfront payment.

It's just part of the risk of being a monger. You never know what type of service you'll get.

100% agree Bro. As was said by another forum member, will just chalk this one up towards experience.

[Blksil]

I was recently in DBX and am a moderately experienced world monger. I don't oft' write of my experiences. And, in this case, I hesitate because. Well, you wouldn't believe me. But I owe this unbelievable adventure to the other brave brother's who have shared, and so I'll respond in kind out of gratitude. Let's see if I make it to the end of this adventure.

I'm not one to dwell on minor details.

I booked a room in Russia long in advance and it is there my heart found Russia. But first I'll be quick on the my first 2 encounters.

Prep: thank you for all contributors on this forum. I read and read for about 2 months leading up to my time there. I found myself depending on Massage Republic for a strategy as I prefer to simply have "my diner" delivered as room service. However, this did not go as smoothly as desired. I solely focused on MR profiles with *recent reviews. I first traveled to Tecom for some Thai lunch in mid day. When I arrived I was required to send a picture of the building before being given the room number. Then, per my preparation, I walked into the reception liked I owned the place and be-lined to the elevators. No problems. At the room, door opened with women behind it and I heard multiple people inside. I nearly bolted a 180, but perhaps foolishly I stepped in to find 3 women. The greeter, 30 ish, an old woman, and a younger beauty eating a bowl of cereal. No get this, they were all in pajamas. And not sexy ones. Yes, my lunch order was wear cow-spot pajamas. Immediately back to a private bedroom; my greater (not exactly who was in profile, but close enough) seemed to try to negotiate 200 higher for 800 pad Thai noodles. I was firm and showed message of 600. But soon realized she was asking if I wanted 2 companions for a little more. I should have accepted if it was the younger one eating cereal. Anyways, fun progressed and goods were firm and tight. At one point, someone walked in on us by mistake. It didn't slow us down. Environment not being too comfortable I stayed only about 40 minutes. The audience all gave a ego boasting cheer for me as I left.

Back to Russia. The night came and I didn't want to stay up late. I needed to beat jet lag in order to enjoy the next 2 full days. Good decision. So I ordered room service off MR again. This time. Some Pakistani, a new cuisine to me. Conversation went great. Met delivery at cab out front to escort in. During this time of waiting (about 9:30 pm), I noticed all the arrivals of absolute stunners. Yes, I knew well of the clubs and lounges, but never expected Met-Art of delights I spotted being dropped off. Or enjoying a diner outside before heading in. But more to that to come.

My Pakistani cuisine arrived in traditional garnish and blue jeans. Very nice. Slim and fresh. Followed me through the reception directly back to elevators which we hopped on promptly. She hesitated at first m, implying she should check in, but my strategy was to try without doing so first. I got lucky; don't assume this will happen. Due to the earlier hour and busy drop-offs, I skated by any inquired. It's best to go straight to big mean looking guy and assume business as usual—Along with a 20 and appreciative look.

In the comfort of my room, my friend was expectantly reserved, but submissive enough. Could be wrong, but not very experienced. Yes, I went into this expecting the typical "aroma" associated with Indian like food; but I was pleased to find this distraction didn't continue once past the rib cage. Here, I found a delight to feast on. Fun detail. She wore no panties beneath her blue jeans. I made her comfortable, and as my reward her tight cavern grubbed, rubbed and enveloped me like I've never felt before. Truly, all other factors aside, she had the best feeling brown **** I've experienced. I enjoyed that delicacy in as many ways as I could. But again, about 40 minutes was I all I could digest. Awkwardly, she refused to leave early. So we made small talk for 20 minutes in which she showed me her boyfriend and we bonded over childhood experiences of blowing chewing gum bubble so big it pops in your hair. Pro Tip: always have small gifts available to give. Like bubble gum, chocolate and cold water. This diner cost about 700 teaspoons of curry.

Now, gentlemen and women, I am not sure I can tell you my next two nights in Russia. You would not believe me. And you'd mock me for my heart that still has some human blood in it. I'm no fool. I did not "fall in love. " Absurdity! But did I have 3 ecstatic experiences that shall never be again topped in my life? Yes. . .

[Rocko20]

Thanks guys for the feedback. It's a confirmed scam as another forum member it seems was also scammed by the same piece of shit

There's nothing you can do to avoid a scam 100% of the time. Women in Dubai usually ask for money upfront, while other countries you can pay afterwards which is much safer. You did the correct thing to avoid any drama.

Even if you find the women who will let you pay afterwards, eventually you're going to find a beautiful one who demands upfront payment.

It's just part of the risk of being a monger. You never know what type of service you'll get.

[ItsEnjoy]

So I met this lady from Seeking Arrangement Dubai last night, my first SA Dxb experience, and it was a fucking nightmare. I'll keep it brief and will then throw in a question for you guys in order to get some sage advice:

So met the lady, a pushy, middle aged French Woman, decent looking. Met her for dinner, she asked for 1500 'allowance' and claims to have a regular job and not to be an escort (yeah right). She was much less attractive in person compared to her pics, but still fuckable, although not by much. So we had dinner, she was decent company. We had agreed that if we like each other somewhat, we'd proceed after dinner to my apartment for some 'intimate time' (got to love the SA euphemisms). So off we went to my apartment, and she quickly changed to get into bed. This is where it gets fucked up.

So once in bed and when I proceeded to join her, she gets hit by a headache and has low energy and isn't feeling well. She says she wants to take a nap for 15 to 30 minutes, sets her alarm clock to 15 min intervals to wake herself up. This goes on for about an hour and she is asleep, saying she doesn't feel well. Then she wakes up and asks for her 'allowance', which I like a dumb retard proceed to give her and she goes for another nap. At this time I can tell something is wrong and I am not going to see any action. I didn't want drama with her or a confrontation, although should have held my ground and decided to tell her that let's call it a night and she can go home as she does not well. So I lost 1500, an expensive dinner and didn't see any action. It was so fucking frustrating. I don't know if it was a scam and it could be entirely possible that she wasn't feeling well, but what pisses me off is that she still had the nerve to ask for her allowance when she knew she was not feeling well or whatever. So that was that.

Frustrated, I went to Rigga road and in one of the hotels which had an Arab / Irani disco with some good talent. Spotted a hot, busty Moroccan who was entering at the same time as me, made eye contact and knew I wanted her. Sealed the deal for 700 for a few hours, and back to my place and dynamite sex. A complete submissive girl with lots of DFK, a great BBBJ and awesome sex for a good 45 min. Night saved!

Question: that French lady hasn't contacted me since last night, and I haven't either, but if she does, should I tell her that she shouldn't have asked for the 1500 and that if she wants to carry on exploring the possibility of an arrangement, she should return the 1500 and then we take it from there? Just a thought that crossed my mind cause I'm a bit pissed at her dishonesty, it's not really about the 1500 to be honest. Anyway, that's my Saturday night, not a complete loss but still lost a good amount of money, so need to be very careful when dealing with some of these women, and need to be firm and say things that may not be polite but necessary.

Bro. Sorry to say but she will not contact you. I had similar experience in Bangkok once. I can imagine how you feel. I suggest forget it and move on.

Cheers.

[Jes007]

So I met this lady from Seeking Arrangement Dubai last night, my first SA Dxb experience, and it was a fucking nightmare. I'll keep it brief and will then throw in a question for you guys in order to get some sage advice:

So met the lady, a pushy, middle aged French Woman, decent looking. Met her for dinner, she asked for 1500 'allowance' and claims to have a regular job and not to be an escort (yeah right). She was much less attractive in person compared to her pics, but still fuckable, although not by much. So we had dinner, she was decent company. We had agreed that if we like each other somewhat, we'd proceed after dinner to my apartment for some 'intimate time' (got to love the SA euphemisms). So off we went to my apartment, and she quickly changed to get into bed. This is where it gets fucked up.

So once in bed and when I proceeded to join her, she gets hit by a headache and has low energy and isn't feeling well. She says she wants to take a nap for 15 to 30 minutes, sets her alarm clock to 15 min intervals to wake herself up. This goes on for about an hour and she is asleep, saying she doesn't feel well. Then she wakes up and asks for her 'allowance', which I like a dumb retard proceed to give her and she goes for another nap. At this time I can tell something is wrong and I am not going to see any action. I didn't want drama with her or a confrontation, although should have held my ground and decided to tell her that let's call it a night and she can go home as she does not well. So I lost 1500, an expensive dinner and didn't see any action. It was so fucking frustrating. I don't know if it was a scam and it could be entirely possible that she wasn't feeling well, but what pisses me off is that she still had the nerve to ask for her allowance when she knew she was not feeling well or whatever. So that was that.

Frustrated, I went to Rigga road and in one of the hotels which had an Arab / Irani disco with some good talent. Spotted a hot, busty Moroccan who was entering at the same time as me, made eye contact and knew I wanted her. Sealed the deal for 700 for a few hours, and back to my place and dynamite sex. A complete submissive girl with lots of DFK, a great BBBJ and awesome sex for a good 45 min. Night saved!

Question: that French lady hasn't contacted me since last night, and I haven't either, but if she does, should I tell her that she shouldn't have asked for the 1500 and that if she wants to carry on exploring the possibility of an arrangement, she should return the 1500 and then we take it from there? Just a thought that crossed my mind cause I'm a bit pissed at her dishonesty, it's not really about the 1500 to be honest. Anyway, that's my Saturday night, not a complete loss but still lost a good amount of money, so need to be very careful when dealing with some of these women, and need to be firm and say things that may not be polite but necessary.

Hi, could you please tell me which hotel you picked up the moroccan? I will be there next week and definitely post a report.

[Mr Ricky]

Hey guys,

It's a long time ago that I visited Dubai. The last time I was able to collect the business cards on the parked car in Tecom. I have heard now most of the contacting / marketing will be done on social media. I do not have so much time to search a girl for GFE based on the upcoming short stay. How can I find contacts in advance? Last time I visited also an app in the capitol tower but do no have the contact anymore.

Thanks, Chris.

I saw plenty of cards in Bur Dubai on the pavements recently.

[Mad Hatter]

So I met this lady from Seeking Arrangement Dubai last night, my first SA Dxb experience, and it was a fucking nightmare. I'll keep it brief and will then throw in a question for you guys in order to get some sage advice:

So met the lady, a pushy, middle aged French Woman, decent looking. Met her for dinner, she asked for 1500 'allowance' and claims to have a regular job and not to be an escort (yeah right). She was much less attractive in person compared to her pics, but still fuckable, although not by much. So we had dinner, she was decent company. We had agreed that if we like each other somewhat, we'd proceed after dinner to my apartment for some 'intimate time' (got to love the SA euphemisms). So off we went to my apartment, and she quickly changed to get into bed. This is where it gets fucked up.

So once in bed and when I proceeded to join her, she gets hit by a headache and has low energy and isn't feeling well. She says she wants to take a nap for 15 to 30 minutes, sets her alarm clock to 15 min intervals to wake herself up. This goes on for about an hour and she is asleep, saying she doesn't feel well. Then she wakes up and asks for her 'allowance', which I like a dumb retard proceed to give her and she goes for another nap. At this time I can tell something is wrong and I am not going to see any action. I didn't want drama with her or a confrontation, although should have held my ground and decided to tell her that let's call it a night and she can go home as she does not well. So I lost 1500, an expensive dinner and didn't see any action. It was so fucking frustrating. I don't know if it was a scam and it could be entirely possible that she wasn't feeling well, but what pisses me off is that she still had the nerve to ask for her allowance when she knew she was not feeling well or whatever. So that was that.

Frustrated, I went to Rigga road and in one of the hotels which had an Arab / Irani disco with some good talent. Spotted a hot, busty Moroccan who was entering at the same time as me, made eye contact and knew I wanted her. Sealed the deal for 700 for a few hours, and back to my place and dynamite sex. A complete submissive girl with lots of DFK, a great BBBJ and awesome sex for a good 45 min. Night saved!

Question: that French lady hasn't contacted me since last night, and I haven't either, but if she does, should I tell her that she shouldn't have asked for the 1500 and that if she wants to carry on exploring the possibility of an arrangement, she should return the 1500 and then we take it from there? Just a thought that crossed my mind cause I'm a bit pissed at her dishonesty, it's not really about the 1500 to be honest. Anyway, that's my Saturday night, not a complete loss but still lost a good amount of money, so need to be very careful when dealing with some of these women, and need to be firm and say things that may not be polite but necessary.

Sounds like I have met her as well. Seems to be very similar to how we met up. Same issue. Not as good looking as the pic. Went back to the hotel room and then excuses excuses. And she wanted the money. Gave it and ended it. Did not want to deal with the drama.

I would just chalk this one up towards experience.

[Blood Red]

Can sum1 please pm what's this tehran place?

Grand Excelsior Hotel, Muteena Street, Deira.