What has happend to panama city?
Haven't seen a post in such a long time, has anyone gone the past few weeks to fill us in? My thoughts are it has completly hit the shitter.
Panama massage parlour info needed
Hi everyone,
I ll be in Panama next August and I am looking for some massage parlour in Panama city and around the country near the beaches.
If anyone can help me with some info (location-name-price-suggestion) I will appreciate it!
Thank you.
Rob
Short visit to Golden Time
For those still unsure of the location: Golden Time is a few doors down from the "Popeyes" fast food chain. The sign for this is so big on the main drag you cannot miss it.
Yesterday around 10:00 made my pilgrimage.
Six ladies presented themselves, all very enjoyable spinners. Two were not in the mood as they just came through the door turned and left, did not even take the time to allow us to see their numbers which were reversed so could not see them anyway. For one of them I really wish I could have but she was gone in a sec.
Cost us$113, which include 3 drinks after the fact.
Enjoy.
Mellow
Panama City December 2011: Massage Parlors Oasis, Oriental Relax, Golden Time
Snipps' post from last week ('what has happened to Panama City. Haven't seen a post in such a long time') guilted me into finally getting it together and writing my report of my December 2011 trip. If things have not changed too much since then, I would argue that Panama City is still a great place to monger.
My first outing was out to Oasis, near the Veneto on the first full afternoon of the trip, excusing myself from the old lady under the pretext of making some travel arrangements. I chose a lousy day to go out, since rainy season was definitely not yet over. I was staying at a hotel in the Bella Vista neighborhood, not all that far away from the Veneto area, but with steady rain coming down I wanted to catch a taxi. Cabs are not expensive in Panama City, but it can be hard to find one right away, especially one going your direction on a rainy day, and road construction detours discouraged a couple of taxis from going my way. At some point I just gave up and began walking. Which was little damp but fine until the deluge came. We are talking Noah and the Ark type rain. I waded through mini-rivers gushing down the sloped streets, and my shoes and other clothing were soon so thoroughly soaked that gave up even trying to avoid pools of water or cars splashing me.
Dripping wet, I was relieved that I apparently had made the Oasis special lunchtime promotion I had read about on the forum, a flat $50 for an hour. It turned out that this had changed, to $24 for the room, the massage price to be negotiated with the girl. After I paid the guy behind the cashier's window I chose one of the three girls in lingerie who stood up for me in the sitting area, who had a hot body. She gave me a little time to get out of my soggy clothing, and when she returned we negotiated $60 for the hour, more than I had expected given what I had anticipated for the lunchtime special. The session was acceptable but certainly not GFE, with everything covered and her moves a bit mechanical. Still, I hadn't had a session with a nice Paisa for a long time, so it took the edge off there.
I wasn't done exploring for the day. Based on my reading of the forum, another set of massage parlors was within walking distance. But between this being my first trip to Panama City and this part of town, the road and sidewalk construction, and minimal street signage, it took me a while to get where I was going. I went way too far on Calle Argentina, but eventually doubled back and found the off-street shopping plaza that contained River Club and Oriental Relax massage parlors. With both places located across a parking lot I decided to scope out the talent in each. I took a quick look into Oriental, just past an internet café, and the three ladies in lingerie made me consider a return. It only took a glance at the hags waiting at River Club to send me immediately back to Oriental Relax.
A new girl was now sitting in the tiny waiting room: Mia, a black Panamanian. I asked for her and was shown the room. Oriental Relax was very rudimentary, much more so than Oasis. The room had a sliding door, thin panel walls, and while it did have a small couch the only other furniture was a massage table. This is where Mia started me with a massage, but I was eager to get my hands on her thick, curvy Afro-Panamanian body. After we negotiated for $40 (above the $20 or so entry). I undressed her and sat her on the table as I licked her juicy pussy, then laid her back and mounted her. When she climbed on me in cowgirl she showed off her strong, solid body as she rode me with vigor. I clutched her round ass, and turned her around in reverse so I could get a better grip on that awesome booty. Doggystyle was even better, and I became drenched in sweat as I pushed her flat onto her belly and pumped my cum inside her. I tipped her an extra $20 for her efforts, in retrospect a bit much, but it was a memorable session.
A few days later I again escaped to Oasis during the day. Happily, a slender Colombian brunette who had been in the waiting room the previous time was there again. The last time the other girl's sultry look had lured me despite Sophia's sweet smile, but this time I did not make the mistake of passing this girl up. I knew I had chosen well when she turned out to be just as friendly in the room, and she happily accepted $40. Chatting with her was fun, but I couldn't keep my hands off this pale cutie for long. I had to pull the bed into position, but we soon took full advantage of the room's wall and ceiling mirrors. I sat on the edge of the bed as Sophia sat on my dick and I looked over her shoulder at the view as she bounced up and down. I laid back and pulled her back against me, fucking until the sight of her delicious slim body writhing on top of made it impossible for me to hold back my load any longer.
I made one nighttime trip to a massage parlor, Golden Times. Reaching it by taxi was easy, and only took around 20 minutes from my hotel. I simply asked for the Casino Fantastic, and from there I simply crossed the main commercial street to the shopping center with the Popeye's. At the cashier's window inside, I offered the $90 I had read about on the forum, but the lady there would have none of it. I told her that is what I had paid in the past (though this was my first time). She must have seen through that and asked when I had last visited, and said that next time I could have that price, but for now it would be $107.
An older gentleman led me past some of the ladies in the hallway to the sitting room (cubicle is more like it) , where I was served a beer and watched tv for a little while until a lineup was offered. Lots of Colombianas with big (fake) boobs and big (fake?) round butts. A little artificial to my liking, but still arousing. I selected a late-20s / 30 year old named Natalia, whose breasts really turned me on. As we chatted I learned that I was possibly her last customer in Panama, as she was returning to Colombia the next day as her visa was expiring. She began with a decent massage, and when I flipped she provided a covered blow job and then rode me. It was all too brief and mechanical. I liked Natalia's pleasant personality, but the session, combined with my first Oasis experience, had me down on Colombianas in Panama. Fortunately, as I would later (surprisingly) learn from my La Bocatorena and La Mayor experiences, there were places and Colombianas in Panama City offering an alternative to high prices and so-so service.
Panama City December 2011: Brothels / Strip Clubs La Bocatorena, La Mayor
la bocatorena and la mayor ranked as highlights of my panama city mongering. i'the call them the best combination of quality, value and local flavor i experienced. my favorite thing about them? they are extremely well placed for anyone staying in the old city of casco viejo, within say a ten minute walk, and so telling your significant other that you are leaving the hotel for a walkabout or even a search for a grocery store makes a great pretext to pop (literally) in one of these clubs. you earn some monger street cred going into this portside barrio behind the fish market, but in reality the clubs are on a main street, and if you are walking from the old town above just cross through the new well-lit park you should be fine.
i made a couple of daytime visits to bocatorena. the place had character (and characters) in abundance, plus good music and cheap beer in a dive-why setting. when i visited, it was full of panamanian men, mostly on the young side, looking at the women standing at the margins of the dim main rooms. if you're a white foreigner like me, this kind of crowd has an edge to it, just by virtue of one standing out a bit plus the unpredictability of so much testosterone in one room; that said, i felt pretty comfortable there.
when i entered i had second thoughts, not due to the male clientele but the first two house-sized ladies i saw. fortunately, i didn't let that deter me, and after ordering a beer i scoped out the other ladies, including one whose skin tight bare shoulder dress showed off her curvy body. i sidled up to lorena, from cali, and after we chatted a bit looked into getting a room; her body attracted me more than her face, which wasn't unattractive, but i was ready for a session. she led me to the upstairs payment booth and warren of bedrooms; that staircase was off the further barroom, and all my later sessions were in the ground floor area off the main entrance barroom.
i paid the counter guy $ 15 for 20 minutes (and they took my beer bottle, which isn't permitted in the bedroom). when we got into the room lorena peeled off her white dress and squatted on the toilet, which was at the foot of the bed, and then splashed water from the sink onto her privates to clean up. (despite the room set up, they weren't really dirty – shabby and worn, but not what i'the call dirty). after a quick covered bj we switched from missionary to doggy, and her nice round calena ass prompted me to blow my load. and we got it in under the time limit, a rapid but satisfying time, despite the lack of kissing which seems par for the course here.
i took some time to recover with a beer, but when i spotted a petite cutie with an impressive rack standing by the back wall, i made a beeline for her. she was 20 and from pereira, which made me instantly promise myself to visit that city next time i am in colombia. even before she stripped naked i could tell this teen cutie had invested in a set of fake boobs, which i normally don't like so much. but when i squeezed them as she rode me in cowgirl i had the hardest time deciding if i preferred her this way (and living out my fantasy of getting fucked by a little porn vixen) what she would be like as a more innocent girl next door sans inflated breasts. although i had paid for a 20 minute session, within about seven minutes of getting into the room we got a warning knock on the door. with the high volume at bocatorena this seems common, as it happened in my next session there also. i was just getting into it with her, so i had her run out another $15 to extend the session. as a result of having to pay for double time (which i also with my next girl) , the sessions at bocatorena aren't as good a value as say the $30 half hour blocks at la mayor next door, where there was no rush to get you out of the rooms.
my next visit to bocatorena featured my favorite girl from that club, light-skinned. 19 year old juliana. this blonde in daisy duke shorts and bikini top looked like the prototypical california girl, but she was a paisa. she was attracting some attention shaking her hips to the music when i approached her, and she turned out to be even more of a sweetheart than i expected. this included kissing (albeit lightly) in the room. we tried out a variety of positions (in general the girls at bocatorena and la mayor were more open to multiple positions that you might expect in these settings) , and i think we both really appreciated the ones – spooning, pumping her from behind in doggy – that allowed me to focus attention on her round ass.
la mayor represented a cut or two (or more, depending how big your cuts are) above its next door neighbor la bocatorena. even the old building it occupied looked like it had been gentrified. i paid the cover charge at the counter, checked my umbrella, got frisked going in, and sat down to enjoy the stripper on stage. i actually think i observed more of the slapstick comedy act put on by the resident clown, something i never expected to see in a strip club.
as i sipped my beer i noticed two attractive brunettes sitting at a table. i approached the one i found more appealing, a medellin girl, and we took the stairs up to the bedroom section, and i paid my $30. i found the room acceptable, with air conditioning, attached bathroom and television. this girl looked great naked, with reasonable fake boobs and a squeezable round ass. i appreciated her energetic performance and the effort she put into making sure i came (i was a bit fatigued, having been enjoying the girls next door). i left her a $10 tip in appreciation, as i did with other girls at la mayor and la bocatorena.
on my next visit i happened to be at the bar when a delicious little brunette came up to get a drink. i saw her strip earlier and assumed she was accompanying a guy by now, but i was in luck, tina was available. i'm drooling over the keyboard thinking about her now, with her adorable face, petite, compact body with a bubble butt, tiny waist, and round, fake tits. she could be the best looking colombian girl i was ever with. watching her squeeze out of her tight jean shorts and button-straining blouse made my eyes pop. and she went all out, like the previous colombiana, to make sure that i popped – not so easy, coming from a visit to la bocatorena. tina made me cum as she ground into my cock in reverse cowgirl. it's a vision i'll take to my grave, her round ass cheeks gyrating back and forth, up and down, as i grasped them forcefully, and finally exploding into the condom. the definitive reverse cowgirl visual in my memory bank.
on my last night in panama city i returned to la mayor. i saw the two lovely colombianas i had been with and greeted them with a smile at the bar, as they fetched drinks for the men they were entertaining. i wanted to be entertained in private by a gorgeous black girl whom i had seen stripping, but she was snapped up by another guest. another attractive, fairly tall black girl came into sight, and i invited her to sit with me, and we ordered a bucket of beers. elisabeta was from the dominican republic, and she appreciated my comment praising presidente as superior to the beers in panama. after we downed those we went upstairs, and began to kiss passionately (as distinguished from most of the non-kissing colombianas). we shed our clothing and began going at it very passionately, our hips bucking furiously in unison as we fucked in missionary. it wasn't a session that featured a long list of positions, but it was one born out of real sexual compatibility between us.
the massage parlors had been ok, but la bocatorena and la mayor really scored, and revived my faith in colombianas and the lengths some of them will go to please a man. when you add in that little bit of dominican flavor to remind me of pleasant past experiences, you've got the makings of a trip highlight. it's just too bad i didn't find another fine panamanian there to thrown into the mix.