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[QUOTE=Jas1542;1864450]Have a look on this website, maybe this could act as a model:
Www: perb: CC.
Jas.[/QUOTE]I had a look at perb, old fashioned but on similar lines. If it has to be built in India then would be world class with all the modern features like social, mobile analytic website.
Need investor to get this idea started.
I was in Delhi on short trip and another Pune forum member had given her contact. I negotiated to 4 k for two shots. Very good service & attitude.
She also has one more option, her cousin or friend who lives nearby.
[QUOTE=Indian0629;1864222]Thanks bro for sharing her number. Contacted her and give her your reference. Quick response. Quoted 10 k for full night. She send me her pic which I have attached here. Its different from what you had put out here. Can you please confirm which one is her real pic.
Thanks bro.[/QUOTE]
DAY THREE.
Jetlag over, it was time to do some sight-seeing. I visited the Red Fort and then an impressive mosque nearby called Jama Masjid. I climbed a spiral staircase inside one of the minarets which gave spectacular views across the sprawling city. Outside I had a shave at a small roadside barber. The owner and his son wanted a photo with me afterwards.
When I got back to my room I had two WhatsApp messages from service providers I had contacted yesterday. Both had sent me a number of photos of girls and there were some nice ones. There was a pretty girl with red lipstick and lots of dangling jewellery, a hot girl with a hotter body sat on stairs and another wearing a pink sari sat on the end of a bed. My favorite was a gorgeous looking girl wearing a skimpy blue negligee that showed off her fantastic figure.
All would be memorable girls to go with but would probably cost 6000 rupees for an hour. As I say, that's roughly the same it would cost me to fuck a babe from Manchester's premier massage parlour, Sandy's Superstars. Besides, last night had taught me that similar quality girls are available at GB Road for a fraction of the price if you are willing to look hard enough.
I made my decision, I'd spend tonight at GB Road again. I'd enjoyed it so much last night, why not?
I decided to go later this time, to see if it was busier or quieter and to see whether the standard of girls differed. Once again I dressed modestly and took the bare minimum of cash plus some hidden in a zipped pocket. I set off at 9. 30 pm and it took 15 minutes to walk there from my hotel. I crossed over the train tracks on DB Gupta Road and turned left on to GB Road past Ajmeri Gate.
My plan was to either fuck one of the hotties I'd seen in 56 GB Road or the big-boobed stunner I'd seen in 64. But before fucking a girl, I wanted to visit as many brothels as possible for research purposes.
I crossed on to the right hand of the street, to the sheltered walkway at the foot of the five storey blocks. The first brothel I came to was number 42 GB Road. There were two green doors next to each other and I chose the right-hand one. There were steps leading up. I was behind a young Indian man, probably about 20 years old. As he reached the top of the stairs, a woman standing in a doorway held two fingers up to him, indicating that she'd fuck him for just 200 rupees. 2 quid for a fuck. That's what you call budget banging! Then she saw me she said "700 rupees". Haha.
Behind her were ten older women of varying shapes and sizes, sitting in a rather shabby room. One was quite sexy in a 'yummy mummy' kind of way with big wobbly boobs and a glint in her eye. Every hole's a goal I thought. Aside from her, the talent was average. I received a few smiles and double-takes, suggesting they don't see many foreigners.
I walked down the stairs and entered the other door. Again there were steps leading up to one room in which eight older woman sat around. The youngest were probably early thirties. Talent is relative. Tonight I knew I would find much prettier girls elsewhere but some of these girls I'd happily fuck if I saw their profile on a dating website back at home.
I walked further up GB Road. A couple of eager pimps asked me if I would like a girl. I've often wondered what is the point of pimps in a place like this.
I saw a few girls standing outside 51 so walked inside. The walls were pink and inside were 10 heavily made-up women. They seemed surprised to see me. One of them said Hi and I replied "namaste", showing off my fluent Hindi. Ahem. A few women were fairly old and a few were chubby but a couple of them were perfectly fuckable. No models in here for sure, but sometimes it's boring fucking the same kind of girl all the time. My usual type is young, slim, 'cute' girls (like the girl I fucked last night) but variety is the spice of life. On a sex tour I always aim to fuck 20 girls or more and sometimes I'll set myself a challenge, for example to barfine a girl with glasses, or one with tattoos, or the biggest pair of tits I can find. Once, I set myself the challenge of finding a girl with red hair. Tonight though, I just wanted a typical Indian girl. Not pale-skinned like the girl I fucked last night, but a pretty dark-skinned girl. I wanted to find a girl who looked like she has just stepped from the set of Bollywood movie. You've got to set your sights high!
Next I entered 55 GB Road. There were two rooms at the top of the stairs with ten girls sat in each room. Three men were sat on the floor playing music and a man with an amputated arm held his stump out to me, asking for money. The girls were probably in their thirties and the standard was average. A few had nice faces but none to set my pulse racing.
57 GB Road had black and white tiles on the walls. I climbed the stairs up to one room which had the youngest collection of chicks so far. 15 girls were sat on benches around the edge of a small room. They smiled cutely to me as I peered in. Promising. I did a quick scan and saw three girls I'd happily go with tonight. My favorite looked mid-twenties and reminded me of my friends wife from back home. I get a guilty thrill fucking lookalikes of my friends wives, girlfriends and sisters. Forbidden fruit.
So far tonight I had visited 42,51, 55 and 57 GB Road. Although I hadn't found a diamond in the rough, I enjoy visiting these kind of places because sometimes you can get lucky. I remember once in Indonesia I found an absolute doll in the most unpromising surroundings. And of course prices in these kind of places are cheap too.
I decided to visit 64 again to see if the big boobed stunner I'd seen last night was there. It was packed. I tried to go up the stairs but there was a crowd of men squashed on the steps, not moving. I soon realised why. Gates were pulled shut in front of the rooms where the girls sit. I stood on my tip-toes and could just about see inside. A few girls were sat around while an older woman mopped the floor. Cleaning in progress! I wondered why it was being done at 10.30 pm when these places are busy. Perhaps a messy case of 'Delhi belly' had forced an emergency evacuation! There was no way I could get to the floor above so I decided to leave. There would be another chance for me to get in to her knickers when I return to Delhi later in my trip.
I turned around and jostled my way towards the exit. The older women in the rooms at the bottom of the stairs were taking advantage of the situation by standing in the doorways, propositioning frustrated men that were stuck on the stairs. A large lady probably twice my size asked "you wan fuck?" as I walked past. I wasn't interested but was impressed by her English.
It was time to find a girl.
I walked the short distance to 56 GB Road and got that familiar adrenaline rush when I entered, knowing that somewhere inside was a girl I'd end up fucking.
On the 1st floor there were 20 girls in each of the rooms. I say 'girls', some looked the wrong side of 40. A few were okay, including a girl in a tight yellow dress. I headed upstairs. The 2nd floor was crowded with lots of girls and customers. The prettiest girls hang around in the small room to the immediate left of the entrance. I walked in and saw half a dozen very pretty girls. Sat next to each other were two dark-skinned cuties who had such a striking resemblance they must surely have been sisters. Neither wore make-up so they had a very natural appeal. In contrast a pretty girl with pink lipstick and thick make-up on her face hugged up to my side. She had big tits and was obviously keen for me to feel her prize assets pressed up against me. A gorgeous girl in a red dress walked past, perhaps the prettiest of the night so far. She looked like Freida Pinto from Slumdog Millionnaire and held my stare as she walked in to the room next door. Wow this place has some pretty girls.
I noticed a very sweet looking girl smiling over to me, so smiled back. She saw this as a green light to walk over and hug up to me. She was a fresh-faced girl with dark skin, long curly hair and had the kind of classic Indian beauty I was hoping to find. She was also flirty and seemed eager to please, which hinted at good service. She didn't speak much English but I was able to ascertain that she was 23 years old and her name was Ash. Looking down at her big smile I knew I had found my girl.
She led me to a spare seat next to two mature women, both probably over 50. I assumed they either ran the place or perhaps provided a mamasan style service to the younger girls. Negotiations were brief. The older woman quickly evaluated me and said "700 rupees". I figured I could try for lower but I was happy with the price. 7 quid for a girl of this quality is fantastic value. I agreed. Ash said "phone?" and patted my pockets. Normally in Asia I carry a phone or camera with me so I can photograph the girls I fuck, but I was glad I had not brought them along.
Ash led me to a narrow corridor in which there were five doors in a row. There was a queue of three girls, each with a customer. The girl at the front banged on the doors, asking whoever was inside to hurry up. GB Road is definitely not a place to go if you want no-rush sex!
For a while Ash went away, leaving me standing on my own. The heavily made-up big-boobed girl who hugged up to me ten minutes earlier was in front of me in the queue, standing next to a customer. She was a sexy girl with big tits and had a confidence about her that suggested good sex. She discreetly backed in to me and began grinding against my cock, making me hard. She knew how to tease! She then turned around and reached her hand down and began caressing my cock. Her customer was staring ahead so didn't notice thankfully. She then gave me a kiss on the lips. When she pulled her face away she laughed as she realised my lips were now pink with her lipstick. She pressed a finger to my lips and then smudged a pink bindi on to my forehead. At that moment Ash returned. I was covered in pink lipstick with a busty young girl pressed up against me, her hand caressing my dick through my trousers. I felt like a naughty husband caught cheating by his wife! Fortunately Ash found it funny and swapped places with the girl, pressing her lovely young body up against me as I wiped the lipstick off.
Every few minutes a door opened and a girl walked out followed by a customer, still tucking his shirt back in to his pants. The couple at the front of the queue entered the newly vacated room and slammed the door shut behind them. We waited for five minutes before a room became available, the last door on the right. The corridor smelled sweaty.
The room was as basic as last night. It was no more than two meters square, containing no more than a single mattress of ripped foam and a ceiling fan above. The floor at the side of the bed was littered with torn condom wrappers. This was not a room that would score highly on TripAdvisor.
I undressed and unexpectedly Ash kissed me on the lips. She lifted her top over her head and she had perfect tits, large and firm with erect nipples. When I selected her from the main room I hadn't noticed the size of her breasts because the frilly black and white stripy top had disguised her curves, so it was a pleasant surprise. My dick voted yes, I was rock hard.
I had forgotten to bring along my own condom so Ash took one from her bag and tried to put it on me. She struggled to roll it on and ended up stretching it over me but it was far too tight and unsurprisingly strangled the life out of my stiffy. It reminded me of meeting a gorgeous 18 year old girl in a brothel in Jakarta several years ago, one of the prettiest girls I've seen on my travels with big tits and a body to die for. Exactly the same thing happened. The condom supplied was way too small by Western standards and I lost wood. In my experience when you lose wood because of tight condoms, it can be hard to get it back.
We lay next to each other, kissing. She was a great kisser, a big turn-on of mine, and used her tongue expertly. At one point she bit my tongue. It was meant to be playfully but it was painful! She then took hold of my head and pulled my face in to her tits. As a boob lover I didn't complain.
We both sat up on the bed, me behind and I reached down and fingered her juicy pussy and rubbed her clit. With my other hand I fondled her glorious tits as she kissed me over her shoulder. I was rock hard again but for the second time she tried to roll a condom on to me and the condom was too tight and my erection slowly disappeared. Someone banged on the door and I heard a girl shouting. Ash shouted back in Hindi. I sensed my time was running out to fuck this pretty girl. Here I was with a sexy girl, practically begging for me to fuck her, but the condom was too small. Sex must have been so much simpler before STDs.
I asked her to lie on her back, legs spread and fingered her as I wanked myself. She had a perfect body and for the third time I got rock hard. She grabbed hold of my dick and gently pulled it towards her shaven pussy, inviting me to fuck her bareback. I have only once ever fucked a girl bareback in Asia and that was in Angeles where the girls get health checks every week. Even then I got back to England and got myself tested. To fuck a girl bareback in a place like this would be crazy.
I took another of the condoms and this time carefully rolled it on myself. It was tight but not as bad as Ash's two attempts, so I quickly slid in to her pussy before my dick had chance to change its mind. I fucked her in mish as we passionately kissed. Her pussy was surprisingly tight, suggesting she hasn't worked on GB Road for long. There was more banging on the door and Ash angrily shouted 'go away' as I pounded away. Despite the ceiling fan the room was very hot, so after a while I lay back and she lowered herself on to me, both feet planted on the bed in Asian cowgirl. She bounced up and down as I squeezed her tits and shot my load.
One of the reasons I selected Ash was I sensed she would be eager to please and I had been proved right. Three times the condom squeezed the life out of my stiffy but Ash kept working hard to satisfy me. She kissed, let me finger her, suck her tits and even offered me bareback. She thoroughly deserved the 250 rupee tip I gave her.
We both got changed and she led me hand-in-hand out of the room, down the tight corridor past a queue of girls with customers, and in to the main room. She then gave me a big hug in the middle of the room. Just like Easy last night, she seemed to be showing off that she'd fucked a foreigner. Perhaps I was her first.
It was a humid night. I walked back to my hotel and reflected on another great night on GB Road. Ash was a star. She was pretty, big-boobed and eager to please, three things I look for in a girl! The experience of fucking her in that tiny room as girls outside angrily banged on the door telling her to hurry up, will live long in the memory.
I got back to my hotel, had a lukewarm shower and then packed. I'd enjoy my time in Delhi and GB Road had exceeded expectations. It's seedy, exciting and there are some great girls available for cheap prices. Not only that, I'd found it a fun and friendly place. On both nights I hadn't seen one other white person and yet I was made to feel very welcome by both girls and customers alike.
Tomorrow I was moving on. Agra here I come.
[QUOTE=Kuh1982;1864322]Was reading this article about a new startup which rents hotel rooms to couples for shorter duration. [URL]http://stayuncle.com/home[/URL].[/QUOTE]Bro,
Useless site. The charges are more than other sites for 24 hrs. For example Tavisha 3400 via this site for 10 hrs. If you book through mmt then its 3200 for double occupancy for 24 hrs.
Hi bro,
I have the number of this indi who goes by the name of Diya.
She wants a reference but I don't have one. Reference needed.
Thanks to Rahul Bhai, I got the number of Prakash SP. I messaged him today asking for options. He sent me the following two pics. I had seen good reviews of the 1st one by Rahul Bhai. So, booked the first one for 9 pm. Reached the designated location, but unfortunately was informed that girl would not be available for couple days as she is down. Was suggested to go for the 2nd one in another location. I went there and waited for 10 minutes. And entered the room. Girl was Nepali, a little chubby in comparison to the picture, but was cute. She was cooperating, was doing whatever was asked etc. But not much initiative. We started with some foreplay, then she asked me to clean johny before she could start blowing me. Got a nice BBBJ (had much better though). Put on the condom and started the deed in doggy position. She was moaning and holding my hands tightly. I pounded her for good 10 minutes. Then moved on to mish, was pounding her really hard. She asked me to go slow. I obliged and finally I came inside her. And we hugged for a couple of minutes after the orgasm. Cleaned up, dressed back up, hugged / thanked her and left.
Report.
Looks: 6/10 (had some flab).
Boobs: 5/10 (were small).
Attitude: 6/10 (not much initiative).
Damages: 2. 5 k + 200 tip.
WIR: SP yes, girl no.
[QUOTE=MRahul84;1864370]Bro,
Visited Miss K on Sunday after three months.
Had an amazing BBJ with CIM and FK. Massage too.
What a wonderful relief. When came in her mouth. Hahah.
BTW. I don't saw any mark or infection or smell.
She is a good host and great service provider.
She is one of the best for BBJ CIM and rim. A real pipe cleaner of your tool.
BBJ queen of Delhi.
What all you say brothers.[/QUOTE]A stinky box with pimpled tunnel indicates something that urgently calls for very strong antibiotics.
IMHO this could be the result of CIM using the wrong toothbrush.
Kudos mate, that was quite a report, a travelog.
[QUOTE=SirLancelot;1864501]DAY THREE.
Jetlag over, it was time to do some sight-seeing. I visited the Red Fort and then an impressive mosque nearby called Jama Masjid. I climbed a spiral staircase inside one of the minarets which gave spectacular views across the sprawling city. Outside I had a shave at a small roadside barber. The owner and his son wanted a photo with me afterwards.
When I got back to my room I had two WhatsApp messages from service providers I had contacted yesterday. Both had sent me a number of photos of girls and there were some nice ones. There was a pretty girl with red lipstick and lots of dangling jewellery, a hot girl with a hotter body sat on stairs and another wearing a pink sari sat on the end of a bed. My favorite was a gorgeous looking girl wearing a skimpy blue negligee that showed off her fantastic figure.
All would be memorable girls to go with but would probably cost 6000 rupees for an hour. As I say, that's roughly the same it would cost me to fuck a babe from Manchester's premier massage parlour, Sandy's Superstars. Besides, last night had taught me that similar quality girls are available at GB Road for a fraction of the price if you are willing to look hard enough..[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=SirLancelot;1864501]DAY THREE.
Jetlag over, it was time to do some sight-seeing. I visited the Red Fort and then an impressive mosque nearby called Jama Masjid. I climbed a spiral staircase inside one of the minarets which gave spectacular views across the sprawling city. Outside I had a shave at a small roadside barber. The owner and his son wanted a photo with me afterwards.
When I got back to my room I had two WhatsApp messages from service providers I had contacted yesterday. Both had sent me a number of photos of girls and there were some nice ones. There was a pretty girl with red lipstick and lots of dangling jewellery, a hot girl with a hotter body sat on stairs and another wearing a pink sari sat on the end of a bed. My favorite was a gorgeous looking girl wearing a skimpy blue negligee that showed off her fantastic figure.
All would be memorable girls to go with but would probably cost 6000 rupees for an hour. As I say, that's roughly the same it would cost me to fuck a babe from Manchester's premier massage parlour, Sandy's Superstars. Besides, last night had taught me that similar quality girls are available at GB Road for a fraction of the price if you are willing to look hard enough.
I made my decision, I'd spend tonight at GB Road again. I'd enjoyed it so much last night, why not?
I decided to go later this time, to see if it was busier or quieter and to see whether the standard of girls differed. Once again I dressed modestly and took the bare minimum of cash plus some hidden in a zipped pocket. I set off at 9. 30 pm and it took 15 minutes to walk there from my hotel. I crossed over the train tracks on DB Gupta Road and turned left on to GB Road past Ajmeri Gate..[/QUOTE]Great FR's Sir. You're definitely the man for screenplay & cinematography if a movie is ever made on Mongering in Delhi. Haven't seen such detailed reports on visits to GB Road by any Delhites till now. In fact, I have never even ventured into any of the buildings there having lived 35 years in this city. Looking forward to reports on the rest of your trip.
BTW you did'nt leave any Knights back home while you were away to save United from Spurs last weekend!
[QUOTE=Bellassimo;1864394]Can you PM me the number for this SP or do you have any review on the girl in blue dress. Looks promising.[/QUOTE]She is model Kavita Chauhan. But doesn't look like this in reality. Many SP have been circulating her pictures. Usually said to be available in hotel RP or hotel Er NP.
[QUOTE=PrateekKhanna;1863735]Hi guys,
Please share feedback if anyone has met them, including attitude, GFE, damages, reference etc:
1) Priya- Indie- Locanto Profile Priya0591 - no. Ending 8668.
2) Locanto profile- Sarahriya- no digits as of now.
- Prateek.[/QUOTE]Avoid locanto contacts. They are mostly fake, or traps. One bro got blackmailed in a setup. If you need contacts pm trusted ISG brothers. I can help on a mutual basis.
So, here is one after a long break.
Back in Delhi, so decided to go for some exploration. Wanted to try Ms Bhatt but she apparently has left Be Spa. Called the king of good times and he suggested a few names there. I called to confirmed and left. Unfortunately on reaching was told only 1 NI available, Ms P Zinta. Looked at her and ran out. Everyone else was busy or had left for the day at 6 PM.
Cursed my luck and went to the famous G Mall on MG Road. Picked on the first MP I got my eyes on.
Went in negotiated on the counter and requested NI.
Got into the room, threw the disposable, wrapped the towel and was waiting. In comes the worst ever NI seen. I immediately requested for a change. The next one is a little better, I was still not happy. Just decided to go with the massage + HJ and leave. Within 3 secs, the towel was off. In 2 minutes she told that was in her girly days and could not give all extras. But gave me the option of sending another girl who would co-operate. Said OK and finally in comes Ms and (eyes).
Now, this was a good looking NI, knew my intentions so gave 5 minutes of time pass massage and asked me was extras. Everything was on the menu.
So opted for B2B with HJ and full access.
Seeing her naked was a sight. Not seen such a well maintained body and tits in MP with NIs for a while.
Next 25 minutes was great fun, we joked and kissed and even had our shower together. Came out happy and with a new discovery.
Looks: 7/10.
Body: 9/10.
Boobs: 8/10 (Ample size, Nice Tits).
GFE: 6/10 (Did not kiss initially, no DFK).
Damage: 1 K + 2 K for B2B with Shower.
Looking for more experiences, do share!
Regards,
JC
[QUOTE=SirLancelot;1864501]DAY THREE.
Jetlag over, it was time to do some sight-seeing. I visited the Red Fort and then an impressive mosque nearby called Jama Masjid. I climbed a spiral staircase inside one of the minarets which gave spectacular views across the sprawling city. Outside I had a shave at a small roadside barber. The owner and his son wanted a photo with me afterwards.
When I got back to my room I had two WhatsApp messages from service providers I had contacted yesterday. Both had sent me a number of photos of girls and there were some nice ones. There was a pretty girl with red lipstick and lots of dangling jewellery, a hot girl with a hotter body sat on stairs and another wearing a pink sari sat on the end of a bed. My favorite was a gorgeous looking girl wearing a skimpy blue negligee that showed off her fantastic figure.
All would be memorable girls to go with but would probably cost 6000 rupees for an hour. As I say, that's roughly the same it would cost me to fuck a babe from Manchester's premier massage parlour, Sandy's Superstars. Besides, last night had taught me that similar quality girls are available at GB Road for a fraction of the price if you are willing to look hard enough.
I made my decision, I'd spend tonight at GB Road again. I'd enjoyed it so much last night, why not?
I decided to go later this time, to see if it was busier or quieter and to see whether the standard of girls differed. Once again I dressed modestly and took the bare minimum of cash plus some hidden in a zipped pocket. I set off at 9. 30 pm and it took 15 minutes to walk there from my hotel. I crossed over the train tracks on DB Gupta Road and turned left on to GB Road past Ajmeri Gate.
My plan was to either fuck one of the hotties I'd seen in 56 GB Road or the big-boobed stunner I'd seen in 64. But before fucking a girl, I wanted to visit as many brothels as possible for research purposes.
I crossed on to the right hand of the street, to the sheltered walkway at the foot of the five storey blocks. The first brothel I came to was number 42 GB Road. There were two green doors next to each other and I chose the right-hand one. There were steps leading up. I was behind a young Indian man, probably about 20 years old. As he reached the top of the stairs, a woman standing in a doorway held two fingers up to him, indicating that she'd fuck him for just 200 rupees. 2 quid for a fuck. That's what you call budget banging! Then she saw me she said "700 rupees". Haha.
Behind her were ten older women of varying shapes and sizes, sitting in a rather shabby room. One was quite sexy in a 'yummy mummy' kind of way with big wobbly boobs and a glint in her eye. Every hole's a goal I thought. Aside from her, the talent was average. I received a few smiles and double-takes, suggesting they don't see many foreigners.
I walked down the stairs and entered the other door. Again there were steps leading up to one room in which eight older woman sat around. The youngest were probably early thirties. Talent is relative. Tonight I knew I would find much prettier girls elsewhere but some of these girls I'd happily fuck if I saw their profile on a dating website back at home.
I walked further up GB Road. A couple of eager pimps asked me if I would like a girl. I've often wondered what is the point of pimps in a place like this.
I saw a few girls standing outside 51 so walked inside. The walls were pink and inside were 10 heavily made-up women. They seemed surprised to see me. One of them said Hi and I replied "namaste", showing off my fluent Hindi. Ahem. A few women were fairly old and a few were chubby but a couple of them were perfectly fuckable. No models in here for sure, but sometimes it's boring fucking the same kind of girl all the time. My usual type is young, slim, 'cute' girls (like the girl I fucked last night) but variety is the spice of life. On a sex tour I always aim to fuck 20 girls or more and sometimes I'll set myself a challenge, for example to barfine a girl with glasses, or one with tattoos, or the biggest pair of tits I can find. Once, I set myself the challenge of finding a girl with red hair. Tonight though, I just wanted a typical Indian girl. Not pale-skinned like the girl I fucked last night, but a pretty dark-skinned girl. I wanted to find a girl who looked like she has just stepped from the set of Bollywood movie. You've got to set your sights high!
Next I entered 55 GB Road. There were two rooms at the top of the stairs with ten girls sat in each room. Three men were sat on the floor playing music and a man with an amputated arm held his stump out to me, asking for money. The girls were probably in their thirties and the standard was average. A few had nice faces but none to set my pulse racing.
57 GB Road had black and white tiles on the walls. I climbed the stairs up to one room which had the youngest collection of chicks so far. 15 girls were sat on benches around the edge of a small room. They smiled cutely to me as I peered in. Promising. I did a quick scan and saw three girls I'd happily go with tonight. My favorite looked mid-twenties and reminded me of my friends wife from back home. I get a guilty thrill fucking lookalikes of my friends wives, girlfriends and sisters. Forbidden fruit.
So far tonight I had visited 42,51, 55 and 57 GB Road. Although I hadn't found a diamond in the rough, I enjoy visiting these kind of places because sometimes you can get lucky. I remember once in Indonesia I found an absolute doll in the most unpromising surroundings. And of course prices in these kind of places are cheap too.
I decided to visit 64 again to see if the big boobed stunner I'd seen last night was there. It was packed. I tried to go up the stairs but there was a crowd of men squashed on the steps, not moving. I soon realised why. Gates were pulled shut in front of the rooms where the girls sit. I stood on my tip-toes and could just about see inside. A few girls were sat around while an older woman mopped the floor. Cleaning in progress! I wondered why it was being done at 10.30 pm when these places are busy. Perhaps a messy case of 'Delhi belly' had forced an emergency evacuation! There was no way I could get to the floor above so I decided to leave. There would be another chance for me to get in to her knickers when I return to Delhi later in my trip.
I turned around and jostled my way towards the exit. The older women in the rooms at the bottom of the stairs were taking advantage of the situation by standing in the doorways, propositioning frustrated men that were stuck on the stairs. A large lady probably twice my size asked "you wan fuck?" as I walked past. I wasn't interested but was impressed by her English.
It was time to find a girl.
I walked the short distance to 56 GB Road and got that familiar adrenaline rush when I entered, knowing that somewhere inside was a girl I'd end up fucking.
On the 1st floor there were 20 girls in each of the rooms. I say 'girls', some looked the wrong side of 40. A few were okay, including a girl in a tight yellow dress. I headed upstairs. The 2nd floor was crowded with lots of girls and customers. The prettiest girls hang around in the small room to the immediate left of the entrance. I walked in and saw half a dozen very pretty girls. Sat next to each other were two dark-skinned cuties who had such a striking resemblance they must surely have been sisters. Neither wore make-up so they had a very natural appeal. In contrast a pretty girl with pink lipstick and thick make-up on her face hugged up to my side. She had big tits and was obviously keen for me to feel her prize assets pressed up against me. A gorgeous girl in a red dress walked past, perhaps the prettiest of the night so far. She looked like Freida Pinto from Slumdog Millionnaire and held my stare as she walked in to the room next door. Wow this place has some pretty girls.
I noticed a very sweet looking girl smiling over to me, so smiled back. She saw this as a green light to walk over and hug up to me. She was a fresh-faced girl with dark skin, long curly hair and had the kind of classic Indian beauty I was hoping to find. She was also flirty and seemed eager to please, which hinted at good service. She didn't speak much English but I was able to ascertain that she was 23 years old and her name was Ash. Looking down at her big smile I knew I had found my girl.
She led me to a spare seat next to two mature women, both probably over 50. I assumed they either ran the place or perhaps provided a mamasan style service to the younger girls. Negotiations were brief. The older woman quickly evaluated me and said "700 rupees". I figured I could try for lower but I was happy with the price. 7 quid for a girl of this quality is fantastic value. I agreed. Ash said "phone?" and patted my pockets. Normally in Asia I carry a phone or camera with me so I can photograph the girls I fuck, but I was glad I had not brought them along.
Ash led me to a narrow corridor in which there were five doors in a row. There was a queue of three girls, each with a customer. The girl at the front banged on the doors, asking whoever was inside to hurry up. GB Road is definitely not a place to go if you want no-rush sex!
For a while Ash went away, leaving me standing on my own. The heavily made-up big-boobed girl who hugged up to me ten minutes earlier was in front of me in the queue, standing next to a customer. She was a sexy girl with big tits and had a confidence about her that suggested good sex. She discreetly backed in to me and began grinding against my cock, making me hard. She knew how to tease! She then turned around and reached her hand down and began caressing my cock. Her customer was staring ahead so didn't notice thankfully. She then gave me a kiss on the lips. When she pulled her face away she laughed as she realised my lips were now pink with her lipstick. She pressed a finger to my lips and then smudged a pink bindi on to my forehead. At that moment Ash returned. I was covered in pink lipstick with a busty young girl pressed up against me, her hand caressing my dick through my trousers. I felt like a naughty husband caught cheating by his wife! Fortunately Ash found it funny and swapped places with the girl, pressing her lovely young body up against me as I wiped the lipstick off.
Every few minutes a door opened and a girl walked out followed by a customer, still tucking his shirt back in to his pants. The couple at the front of the queue entered the newly vacated room and slammed the door shut behind them. We waited for five minutes before a room became available, the last door on the right. The corridor smelled sweaty.
The room was as basic as last night. It was no more than two meters square, containing no more than a single mattress of ripped foam and a ceiling fan above. The floor at the side of the bed was littered with torn condom wrappers. This was not a room that would score highly on TripAdvisor.
I undressed and unexpectedly Ash kissed me on the lips. She lifted her top over her head and she had perfect tits, large and firm with erect nipples. When I selected her from the main room I hadn't noticed the size of her breasts because the frilly black and white stripy top had disguised her curves, so it was a pleasant surprise. My dick voted yes, I was rock hard.
I had forgotten to bring along my own condom so Ash took one from her bag and tried to put it on me. She struggled to roll it on and ended up stretching it over me but it was far too tight and unsurprisingly strangled the life out of my stiffy. It reminded me of meeting a gorgeous 18 year old girl in a brothel in Jakarta several years ago, one of the prettiest girls I've seen on my travels with big tits and a body to die for. Exactly the same thing happened. The condom supplied was way too small by Western standards and I lost wood. In my experience when you lose wood because of tight condoms, it can be hard to get it back.
We lay next to each other, kissing. She was a great kisser, a big turn-on of mine, and used her tongue expertly. At one point she bit my tongue. It was meant to be playfully but it was painful! She then took hold of my head and pulled my face in to her tits. As a boob lover I didn't complain.
We both sat up on the bed, me behind and I reached down and fingered her juicy pussy and rubbed her clit. With my other hand I fondled her glorious tits as she kissed me over her shoulder. I was rock hard again but for the second time she tried to roll a condom on to me and the condom was too tight and my erection slowly disappeared. Someone banged on the door and I heard a girl shouting. Ash shouted back in Hindi. I sensed my time was running out to fuck this pretty girl. Here I was with a sexy girl, practically begging for me to fuck her, but the condom was too small. Sex must have been so much simpler before STDs.
I asked her to lie on her back, legs spread and fingered her as I wanked myself. She had a perfect body and for the third time I got rock hard. She grabbed hold of my dick and gently pulled it towards her shaven pussy, inviting me to fuck her bareback. I have only once ever fucked a girl bareback in Asia and that was in Angeles where the girls get health checks every week. Even then I got back to England and got myself tested. To fuck a girl bareback in a place like this would be crazy.
I took another of the condoms and this time carefully rolled it on myself. It was tight but not as bad as Ash's two attempts, so I quickly slid in to her pussy before my dick had chance to change its mind. I fucked her in mish as we passionately kissed. Her pussy was surprisingly tight, suggesting she hasn't worked on GB Road for long. There was more banging on the door and Ash angrily shouted 'go away' as I pounded away. Despite the ceiling fan the room was very hot, so after a while I lay back and she lowered herself on to me, both feet planted on the bed in Asian cowgirl. She bounced up and down as I squeezed her tits and shot my load.
One of the reasons I selected Ash was I sensed she would be eager to please and I had been proved right. Three times the condom squeezed the life out of my stiffy but Ash kept working hard to satisfy me. She kissed, let me finger her, suck her tits and even offered me bareback. She thoroughly deserved the 250 rupee tip I gave her.
We both got changed and she led me hand-in-hand out of the room, down the tight corridor past a queue of girls with customers, and in to the main room. She then gave me a big hug in the middle of the room. Just like Easy last night, she seemed to be showing off that she'd fucked a foreigner. Perhaps I was her first.
It was a humid night. I walked back to my hotel and reflected on another great night on GB Road. Ash was a star. She was pretty, big-boobed and eager to please, three things I look for in a girl! The experience of fucking her in that tiny room as girls outside angrily banged on the door telling her to hurry up, will live long in the memory.
I got back to my hotel, had a lukewarm shower and then packed. I'd enjoy my time in Delhi and GB Road had exceeded expectations. It's seedy, exciting and there are some great girls available for cheap prices. Not only that, I'd found it a fun and friendly place. On both nights I hadn't seen one other white person and yet I was made to feel very welcome by both girls and customers alike.
Tomorrow I was moving on. Agra here I come.[/QUOTE]Amazing report brother. Seem like I'm living the moment with you. I never ventured to GB but your report fascinate me to give a visit.
Enjoy Bro!
[QUOTE=AsslLicker86;1863152]Hi All,
I'm an ex-NRI who moved back to India 2 years back. Been mongering here since then because the casual hookup scene aint that happening here.
Coming to the point. I have been visiting spas for extras since I came back. Mostly near south ex and MV. Damages were a bit high compared to what you guys quote here.
Guess I'm bad at bargaining. But after getting a general idea of prices I got from this site, ill be paying no more than I should.
To the point now. I had massages here and there at different spas in India and abroad, with and without extras. But the BEST service I got was in a mall near south ex. This was a spa which I visited regularly.
And ALWAYS requested a NE girl. But one day I got there early (around 11 am) when they were just setting up their rooms. So their receptionist told me to wait for a while, which I did. When all the gals there were busy setting up the rooms.
And going from one room to another, I saw this Indian chick. And damn she was hot. She had adequate boobs, and an ass which could be considered too good for an indian gal to have, AND she looked too good and educated to be a masseuse at this place.
So I asked the reception if she was a masseuse or not. They told me she is. So for the FIRST time, I requested them to send me her, an INDIAN masseuse. And DAMN did I make the right choice.
When the spa was ready, I was led into the room. I took off all my clothes and didn't wear the disposable undies (which I never do) and in a minute or two there she came. Very polite (in a nice way) and well behaved.
She started giving me a massage. I told her to make it hard (because I like a hard massage, and the gals at this spa ACTUALLY know how to massage, unlike most in Delhi) . She said yes and went ahead.
And guys, I can HONESTLY say, her massage was one of the BEST I had. Even if she didn't offer extras, I could had easily been happy with that massage itself. During the massage she even gave me a bum massage with anal teasing (which I loved).
After the massage was done (40 minutes of heaven) , she asked me if I'd like extras. I asked her the price, and agreed. But told her that I like to grab ass while I get a HJ, or else I don't cum easily. She agreed.
She started the HJ, and it was WAY BETTER then I got from ANY other gal in Delhi. She took her time, no hurry. She basically massaged my tool to orgasm (others just jerk you off) .
DAMN she was good. Not only good, she was the best I got in Delhi. Went to her many times after then. But after 5 -10 times, got bored of the same gal. I still go there, but after long breaks.
Believe me guys, if you'll ever get massage from her, you'll NEVER like anyone else. She's the best. TOTAL satifacation.
BTW, this spa is a bit on the expensive side, just a bit. And this gal I'm talking about is, I guess very popular with their clients. You'll have to book an appointment with her on call before you go there, because she's not always available. I was lucky to discover her.[/QUOTE]Any pointers on the spa?
[QUOTE=SirLancelot;1864501]DAY THREE.
Jetlag over, it was time to do some sight-seeing. I visited the Red Fort and then an impressive mosque nearby called Jama Masjid. I climbed a spiral staircase inside one of the minarets which gave spectacular views across the sprawling city. Outside I had a shave at a small roadside barber. The owner and his son wanted a photo with me afterwards.
When I got back to my room I had two WhatsApp messages from service providers I had contacted yesterday. Both had sent me a number of photos of girls and there were some nice ones. There was a pretty girl with red lipstick and lots of dangling jewellery, a hot girl with a hotter body sat on stairs and another wearing a pink sari sat on the end of a bed. My favorite was a gorgeous looking girl wearing a skimpy blue negligee that showed off her fantastic figure.
All would be memorable girls to go with but would probably cost 6000 rupees for an hour. As I say, that's roughly the same it would cost me to fuck a babe from Manchester's premier massage parlour, Sandy's Superstars. Besides, last night had taught me that similar quality girls are available at GB Road for a fraction of the price if you are willing to look hard enough..[/QUOTE]I am glad and amazed you ventured so much into the gb road on your own. Suddenly I am getting positive vibes for the place and should surely explore more. After reading your posts I think gb is not that very dangerous place as suggested by so many.
Just take some precautions and you can have a very kinky night there.