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[QUOTE=Master Yoda;1195263]Does anyone know where I can meet Middle-Eastern types in Accra? I have seen a few at Jokers but they were unattractive. Are there clubs that they hang out at?[/QUOTE]Hi Master, try Golden Tulip have seen a few in there at casino.
Well finally got out and at them last night went to Jokers for a look around and see where the action is. I did turn up far to early and had to take to the pool tables to stop me being bored. Three games of pool later I'm sitting chatting to a cute 22y / o at the barenjoying a pleasent chat when the lights go out. Now its 10. 30 and this student al ready wants to leave and as the lights are off decided to grabs my dick, sadly though we get to discussing the admission fee for her body and this girl wants $300. I couldn't help laugh! I then tell her its far too much and she looks very dissapointed, so I make my excuses and say goodbye to this one and go back to the pool.
The pool guy who I was playing offers too hook me up as hr knows all the "good clean" girls so he makes a call and says 10 mins and she will be here. Well this is Ghana so 10 mins changes to 30, then to 40 and he says she is delayed so choose any girl in the club and he will sort it.
So being greedy I choose 2 and chat to them buying a couple of drinks and having some fun. One of the girls then realises she is not in the game and to be honest she did look very nervous like a first timer and she heads off. So now I'm left with a girl going by the name princess elizabeth who is looks good clothed and is from Sierra Leone. Well we sort a price and head off around 1. 00 for some fun. Now when we get to the action I find out this is not what I expected:
1- Princess is starting to behave strangely eager to get it on but also making strange noises which are hard to interpuret. Moaning like I've actually hurt her.
2- She proceeds to refuse the BJ she offered in club.
3- Teases me with anal which she then changes her mind on as well.
4- Complains when I deliver a load on her belly to end the first fuck.
5- And to top it all has those wonderful African pancake tits that are a total turn off.
Next go over, minus belly decoration, we get some sleep till I am woken at 6m by her pushing her ass into my dick asking me to fuck her again. Well excuse me but its my time and I fuck when I want to so I refuse and want more sleep so now she get a little pushy which kills any mood for me at all but she persists and offers me a BJ which as I'm annoyed andf can't be bother to get up and clean up for the event I refuse. This girl is turning me off not on!
I decide to get my ass up and send her on her way so I can sleep beofre tonights party time and as we are making payments she decides the money is not enough, fuck me this girl has a cheek, so no BBJ, teased with anal and she want $100. Lady take a hike I'm thinking but decide to drop her at Labadi as she lives there and I'm heading out. Sadly the whole way I'm got her in my ear with baby can I see you again, baby I want crazy sex with you, baby are you free Monday, baby are you free Tuesday the whole time rubbing my dick then asking why are you not making a date baby?
Me being a straight up guy I told her she wasn't my type after all I wanted more as we agreed so she is dissapointed but hey maybe she will learn.
On a happier note guys there was lots of decent game at Jokers, plenty in the 7 8. 5/10 range but we really need to sort out this pancake tit issue its really getting me pissed off. Sorry no pics and to be honest she wasnt worth it
[QUOTE=Seedy Accra; 1195802]Well finally got out and at them last night went to Jokers for a look around and see where the action is. I did turn up far to early and had to take to the pool tables to stop me being bored. Three games of pool later I'm sitting chatting to a cute 22y / o at the barenjoying a pleasent chat when the lights go out. Now its 10. 30 and this student al ready wants to leave and as the lights are off decided to grabs my dick, sadly though we get to discussing the admission fee for her body and this girl wants $300. I couldn't help laugh! I then tell her its far too much and she looks very dissapointed, so I make my excuses and say goodbye to this one and go back to the pool.
The pool guy who I was playing offers too hook me up as hr knows all the "good clean" girls so he makes a call and says 10 mins and she will be here. Well this is Ghana so 10 mins changes to 30, then to 40 and he says she is delayed so choose any girl in the club and he will sort it.
So being greedy I choose 2 and chat to them buying a couple of drinks and having some fun. One of the girls then realises she is not in the game and to be honest she did look very nervous like a first timer and she heads off. So now I'm left with a girl going by the name princess elizabeth who is looks good clothed and is from Sierra Leone. Well we sort a price and head off around 1. 00 for some fun. Now when we get to the action I find out this is not what I expected:
1- Princess is starting to behave strangely eager to get it on but also making strange noises which are hard to interpuret. Moaning like I've actually hurt her.
2- She proceeds to refuse the BJ she offered in club.
3- Teases me with anal which she then changes her mind on as well.
4- Complains when I deliver a load on her belly to end the first fuck.
5- And to top it all has those wonderful African pancake tits that are a total turn off.
Next go over, minus belly decoration, we get some sleep till I am woken at 6m by her pushing her ass into my dick asking me to fuck her again. Well excuse me but its my time and I fuck when I want to so I refuse and want more sleep so now she get a little pushy which kills any mood for me at all but she persists and offers me a BJ which as I'm annoyed andf can't be bother to get up and clean up for the event I refuse. This girl is turning me off not on!
I decide to get my ass up and send her on her way so I can sleep beofre tonights party time and as we are making payments she decides the money is not enough, fuck me this girl has a cheek, so no BBJ, teased with anal and she want $100. Lady take a hike I'm thinking but decide to drop her at Labadi as she lives there and I'm heading out. Sadly the whole way I'm got her in my ear with baby can I see you again, baby I want crazy sex with you, baby are you free Monday, baby are you free Tuesday the whole time rubbing my dick then asking why are you not making a date baby?
Me being a straight up guy I told her she wasn't my type after all I wanted more as we agreed so she is dissapointed but hey maybe she will learn.
On a happier note guys there was lots of decent game at Jokers, plenty in the 7 8. 5/10 range but we really need to sort out this pancake tit issue its really getting me pissed off. Sorry no pics and to be honest she wasnt worth it[/QUOTE]Honestly Wakiki is better and more laid back. Plus the chicks aren't stupid enough to dare ask for 300 or be cheeky. You could also visit the night clubs like Aphrodisiac or Boomerang. There are many pros there and they will probably ask for a high price in the beginning but if you negotiate and tell them next time you will give them more, then likely they will lower their prices.
Failing that you could try the Manilla Bar in Tema.
Also Golden Tulip lebanese women are "Fugly", nasty looking women. I need a woman with some ounce of decency.
Also mate if you seriously want to link up for a beer or to look around for some ghanaian pootang then drop me a private message or email. I would love to meet up with you.
Would it be a good idea to just get a kept woman in ghana? Would it be easy?
As in most of the rest of Africa, it's very easy. But not a good idea IMO. They quickly become accustomed to the easier life and become high-maintenance.
[QUOTE=Enigma84;1196265]Would it be a good idea to just get a kept woman in ghana? Would it be easy?[/QUOTE]
Visited a spot in Adabraka just south of Nkrumah Circle. Turn right just after Vienna City and you'll hear the booming music at a gate on the left. Doorman claimed 1 Cedi entrance fee but let us in for free at my Rasta buddy's insistence. It's an outdoor bar in a compound with a tent covering the middle area. Lot's of locals and dance groups going at it and mingling with the pros and semi-pros. One other white guy in the place.
Sat down at a table occupied by a girl and a guy who were not together. Made conversation with the girl about the dancers (who's your favorite? Blah blah). Turns out she's 24 and from Mali. I started in French and she responded happily.
After a couple of large Star beers (3 GhC each) , she asked,"so, what we we going do?" I countered asking,"what are you going to do to me?", to which she replied,"anything you like."
"How much will I have to spend for that?", I asked."60 Cedis", she replied. And she wouldn't budge. Then a couple of her friends came over and started talking with her and she then excused herself after giving me her number.
I then sauntered over to the bathroom (which was just a floor in the corner with a hole in the wall to let the [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] flow out onto the street gutter) and a cute girl with a real tight body and real short dress follows me in! After relieving myself, it was her turn and she then proceeded to squat down right in front of me and sprayed it all over the floor!
After that quick introduction, we staggered back to my table and I find out she is Yasmine from Senegal but raised in Ghana and also going by the name of Jennifer. I tried French on her but no response. I tried a couple of Djoula and Wollof words, but no luck. So, a little suspect, back to English and it was determined that she would go home with me for 20 Cedis. I explained that I'd spent all my money for the night and had barely enough for a taxi to get home. She said,"no problem, let's go to my place." Well, free pussy is not that easy to come by these days, so I took her up on her offer. She then said by to a couple of her friends and some of the dancers who called her Nasifa.
We ended up in the shanties on the beach at Jamestown where she had a tiny room. She excused herself to clean up and was back in no time. Yasmine then unzipped to reveal magnificent legs and a tight, athletic butt. She immediately went for BBBJ as I laid on her bed, then turned herself around to a sixty-nine position and invited me in for some DATY. I obliged and pretty soon, she turned around and was sitting fully on my face! It was obvious that this is what she was hoping for, and not wanting to feel guilty that she was offering me a freebie, I went all out. I love DATY anyways. She then returned the favor and let me CIM fully!
It was about 5am and we slept until 11am. When I woke up, I found out we were in a Rasta compound and met the landlord who had lived in my hometown, New York. We chatted and soon a couple of the dancers from the night before also showed up. Turns out "Yasmine", alias "Jennifer", alias "Nasifa", is really a wild and fun Bukom girl. I gave her 20 Cedis anyway and she walked me to the bus stop after parading her catch to the whole neighborhood. Definitely going to call her soon.
[QUOTE=Blackwhite99;1196294]As in most of the rest of Africa, it's very easy. But not a good idea IMO. They quickly become accustomed to the easier life and become high-maintenance.[/QUOTE]It's 50-50. I know some guys who have very happy arrangements, and many other disaster stories. The younger they are, the more chance of them getting spoilt. An ideal one would be a hot looking mom who knows her options are slim.
[QUOTE=Master Yoda;1195263]Does anyone know where I can meet Middle-Eastern types in Accra? I have seen a few at Jokers but they were unattractive. Are there clubs that they hang out at?[/QUOTE]In Cotonou, there's a restaurant / bar at the left entrance where Hall des Arts is. Upstairs, they run a harem with Moroccan girls!
[QUOTE=Scout123;1196305]In Cotonou, there's a restaurant / bar at the left entrance where Hall des Arts is. Upstairs, they run a harem with Moroccan girls![/QUOTE]Scout123, I do appreciate your contribution but Togo is rather far for me to go.
[QUOTE=Master Yoda;1196355]Scout123, I do appreciate your contribution but Togo is rather far for me to go.[/QUOTE]Togo's only 4 hrs away! But you won't get any Moroccan action there since Cotonou is another two hours journey away across another border into Benin!
Cotonou is great stomping grounds right now! Good economy, great looking and French influenced chiques with still fairly low prices.
[QUOTE=Scout123;1196299]Visited a spot in Adabraka just south of Nkrumah Circle. Lot's of locals and dance groups going at it and mingling with the pros and semi-pros. One other white guy in the place.[/QUOTE]Nice story, Scout123, thanks a lot. I'm not sure I'd have liked to end up in Jamestown but a happy ending too; hope you'll see the girl again.
I think I've been at that spot but there wasn't much life before midnight.
[QUOTE=Jazz123; 1196817]Nice story, Scout123, thanks a lot. I'm not sure I'd have liked to end up in Jamestown but a happy ending too; hope you'll see the girl again.
I think I've been at that spot but there wasn't much life before midnight.[/QUOTE]Yeah. Just sent her 5GhC Tigo credit. LOL
Don't know if members care for long reports but I tried to get some African atmosphere into this one. And here's extract so you can skip the rest:
"Met non-pro woman, went to wedding with woman, fucked woman, left woman"
It was too hot for my taste in Bolgatanga. I had been to Paga, petting the crocs and generally been bored. Now I was heading back for Tamale on a Friday noon, waiting for the bus to leave the usual hour late. I had picked a window seat and a young and not too pretty girl sat down next to me. The bus finally took off and the girl opened a bag with food."You are invited" for which I thanked while I cursed myself for not having better company. But just on the other side of the aisle there was a good looking woman. I had seen her at the bus station and she was a tall girl. With 5 kilos less she'd have been amazing, now she was 'only' gorgeous. During the drive we exchanged glances but couldn't really talk with the girl and aisle between us.
At the station in Tamale we started chatting because "I don't know anything about Tamale" and I found out her name was Janet and that she was 27, one child. She was taller than me, over 6 feet with very long legs. I offered her a soda and she told me she was going to a friend's wedding the next day. We spent almost an hour at the station talking and then she said that I'd be welcome at the wedding. That didn't seem like a good idea, I didn't know bride or groom. "No problem, I will get you an invitation" she smiled. I tried to get her to go out with me the same night but she couldn't because of the bachelorette party. "But maybe after that".
We parted, I got a room at Al Hassan Hotel and one hour later a call from the groom who would be happy to see me at the wedding. Now that's a formal invitation so I thanked him many times. I arranged the details with Janet and bought my wedding present, a bottle of South-African white wine nicely wrapped. And more talks with Jane during the evening, something went wrong with the bachelorette party and they had to go and pick up some guests whose car had broken down so it got too late for her to come. One more boring night.
At 10 am Janet arrived to the hotel dressed in her best clothes which was a brown suit made of what looked like polyester. I told her she was lovely (which she was), that I liked her clothes (which I didn't) while admiring her curves. I looked pretty good myself in nice trousers and a very colorful shirt from Donkorkrom. So into a taxi and off to the wedding. It was a Catholic church, large and fairly new. While guests arrived there was a band of men and women in very nice uniforms marching around outside the church, some kind of "Christian Soldiers". Lots of singing during the wedding ceremony and maybe 100 guests inside the church. A couple of guys filmed the whole thing and the only obroni got more than his share of attention, I may have gotten more screen time than the happy couple! The ceremony ended with a show by a dance troop from the groom's village and we were told to come to the party.
It was held at a nearby restaurant and I joined a couple of other guests while Janet went to her room for a change of clothes; polyester must be very hot in Northern Ghana. The place was nice but didn't have room for all guests inside so food was carried around by waiters, some sort of BBQ. My gift was very well received and judging from the other presents it wasn't too little or too much. There was also dancing inside to sweaty rhythms. Janet (now in red jeans and a tight shirt) shook what her mother gave her and I did my best to follow. Now and then she'd 'bump' me with that wonderful ass but because of her long legs it was like being punched in the solar plexus. After more mingling I told her that I needed a rest but that I'd like to take her out in the evening. And invited her to come to my room which she accepted because she "needed to charge the phone". Taxi back to Al Hassan.
The walk of shame when one guides a hooker through the reception in front of disapproving guests was a walk of pride this time. Inside the courtyard a big screen TV had been set up with its back a few feet from my room and maybe 40 guys watching Premier League while we made our way to the room. I turned around in the door and got thumbs up from a couple of the guys. I felt sweaty and took a shower, then put on underpants and a shirt and lay down on the bed while Janet showered. She came back in underwear and joined me on the bed. We cuddled a bit and talked other about our backgrounds and she showed me a pic of her daughter. Janet was sweet and played hard to get which was fine with me, no need to rush things.
Somehow I must have told her that I do a pretty good massage and she wanted to try that. Out came the coconut butter (which I use after sunbathing), Janet turned around and I started working her magnificent body. First her legs and then her back but "you have to take your bra off for that, dear". My compliments to her child! Usually African babies spoil their mothers' tits and they end up looking like plastic bags with a bit of oil in them. But these were fine and only a little saggy. I continued the massage for a good while which she clearly enjoyed and gave small moans of pleasure."No man has ever touched me like that" she whispered and rolled to her back. Well, I'm no expert at reading women but this couldn't be mistaken. I teased her and said that I wanted to finish the massage but it was hard to sound convincing with a very visible erection.
The sex was romantic. Kissing, slowly discovering each others bodies, DATY and BBBJ before fucking in multiple positions. Oh what an ass! I don't know how long it took but I held back as long as I could before I shot my load in the condom. She had 2 loud orgasms so I felt quite content with myself. We cuddled, talked and caressed for a while but a man's got to do what a man's got to do. So I did the obvious, took a quick shower, got dressed and left the room-I wanted a beer! The guys outside were still watching football, must have been the 2nd match of the afternoon. I got a couple of grins on the way, went to the spot outside and bought a Star and a soda to go. Back in the room Janet was all smiles, did she expect one more round? "Let's rest a little" which I certainly needed; a 27 year old African amazone is a tough match for a middle aged obroni in average physical shape. "And I have forgotten my malaria pill too". I popped a Stigra (generic Viagra bought in Accra) and hoped for the best.
Somehow we must have dozed off but it wasn't dark yet. Janet had her back to me and I moved closer. The Stigra was beginning to do its job so I placed my dick against her buttocks and felt it grow. And so did she. "You want again?" I mumbled something about celebrating a wedding and we started. It was wilder this time, I thought I was in heaven and all I could smell was pussy and coconut butter. The details are blurred but Janet deepthroated and I had pussy juice all over my face. After another shot I passed out or maybe just fell asleep.
I woke up in the early evening with Janet's arm across my chest. I woke her up an told her we needed some food. It was dark so I don't really know where we went but we picked up a couple of guinea fowls from a street stall and went to an outdoor restaurant where we had some fries to go with the poultry. Life doesn't get much better than that; a fine meal, a pretty African lady with a very pleased look in her eyes, fireflies here and there, unknown insects making noise and an almost full moon to top it off. Well, near perfect; I had my doubts if I could manage one more round and wondered if a 2nd Stigra would help? And would that be an overdose? That's when Janet's phone rang-it was the bride. The groom had gone out with his buddies and understandably the bride was all in tears! I'm not sure if it ruined my evening or saved my life but Janet walked me back to the hotel and left me to go and stay with the bride.
I woke late and called Janet for an update. The groom had returned after a few hours but it was certainly not a promising beginning for the marriage. For the record: the couple had lived together for some years and even had a child but that's no excuse for the groom. We decided to meet in the afternoon and go to a dance show in the evening. I took a short walk around town, got some food and one of the delicious yogurt ice creams, they're addictive! In an inspired moment I brought a couple back to the room where I started to pack some of my stuff, I had a very early bus to Kumasi.
Janet arrived, all smiles and looking even better than 12 hours earlier. We talked for maybe 2 minutes before we were in the shower and then on the bed. I'll spare most of the details but the afternoon included licking melted ice cream (chocolate of course) off each others bodies. Janet must have seen vintage porn and we started role playing with lines from 1980s black movies. I was "a baad baad man" and "you hurt me too much" while she was "ma bitchh" and "swallow that you ho" until we cracked up. A memorable afternoon for sure!
Well, this is where the story ends. We did go to the dance show and dinner but returned to a hotel with no electricity. Al Hassan had been OK with aircon but was hotter than Hell now. No way we could do anything there (I was actually feeling up to it) and Janet left me. I had a horrible night with hardly any sleep and packed the rest of my stuff with only a candle to give some light and then walked to the station. Janet came to say goodbye and I tried to persuade her to join me for some days, Lake Bosomtwe or the beach or whatever but no luck, she had to get back to her job and daughter.
[QUOTE=Jazz123;1197040]A Ghanaian wedding[/QUOTE]Lucky bastard. Have yet to score at a wedding. Oh wait, you met her before the wedding. I did get a girl's number at a funeral in Togo though!
[QUOTE=Scout123;1197270]Lucky bastard. Have yet to score at a wedding. Oh wait, you met her before the wedding. I did get a girl's number at a funeral in Togo though![/QUOTE]Are you sure she wasn't the undertaker that's not so cool. Anyway funerals here very social and it fact that people want to feel alive so they are more eager to screw after funerals.