April Trip, pt. 3: The Blowing Teen
Business in the morning and at lunch, and I was back to my place at 3 p. M, so I opted for a late afternoon shag from the list I had prepared (Mamba, top-modals, etc.). After a couple of phone calls I found one who was available: Renata from top-modals, UAH700 per hour, good reviews. Bingo.
She arrived 15 min late, but I was even later (gone out to buy something to drink) so for once it is the girl who had to wait. I found her waiting in my stairwell, as good as gold. The photos were real: a black-haired, blue-eyed skinny teen, with a typical Slavic face. I was not that enthusiast about her face (the photos were blurred so I could not tell beforehand) , save for her eyes which are kind of mesmerizing. Anyway she was cute and pretty fuckable and I didn't quite hesitate.
And I was so damn right. 1st class service, gentlemen. Very GFE, to begin with; lots of pretty good French kisses, and very sensitive: I fingered her while licking her tits and could distinctly feel her vagina contracting; and she was fucking WET, which among WG is kind of a rarity. Another thing worth mentioning, the way she looks at you and bites her lips during sex, it has something of the "perverted innocence", if you see what I mean, fucking thrilling if you are into that sort of things!
And on top of that, she was bloody skilled, oh my. She started with a BBBJ (not requested) and, fuck me! Okay, I am probably not an expert, but this was simply the best BJ of my life. Usually I am not into BJ which I find amusing at best, but Renata really knew the trick, I don't know how she did but sensations were awesome. Sex (classic) was far above average as well (she kept contracting as I was pumping her, plus she had a nice sense of rhythm) , but the best was yet to come: she finished me with a BBBJ + CIM + swallow = un-fucking-believable. This one was a gem. A very nice girl, kind and willing to please; she deserves to be treated well.
April Trip, pt. 4: Horror Night
after renata, i had a nap to get some strength before the evening, but the meeting i had planned was cancelled, so i was left on my own. and not in the right mood, i might add. i felt empty somehow and tired of the game, so i had a quick dinner outside and then back to bed. no chicks tonight.
but at 2 a. m. i was not yet sleeping, and obviously i was getting more and more aggravated as minutes passed, so i changed my mind and decided to have my shag, thinking that it would help me fall asleep.
this is where the real fun begins.
erica being unavailable (alas!) i grabed my list and started making phone calls. it so happens that many girls / salons i had selected did not speak english, and really i had not foreseen that language could be such an issue. you know the "hellodoyouspeakenglish?.no!.bip, bip, bip"? now i could write a book about that. i don't know how many girls hung up, but after half an hour of this little game, my mental health was seriously threatened. but i eventually came across a girl who spoke english: lyuda, from uadosug. mmmmh. the photos were too good to be true, and despite the site claimed they were 100% verified, i knew what to expect. but i had no other choice.
half an hour later, i received a sms: "i am in front of your building. meet me, please." so i went down, opened the front door and, to my delight, not 1, but 3 persons were actually waiting for me. 1 girl. 2 cops: many possibilities.
at this very moment i could have saved my night, or what was left of it. but sometimes the force is against you, and in a desperate attempt to get yourself out of a wrong choice, you make an ever worse one.
the girl standing in front of me was miles away from the pics. awful skin (welcome to redspotland) , average body (where are the massive natural tits i have seen on the photos, by the way?) and, icing on the cake, the most brainless look ever. had i got a brain myself, i would have just sent medusa and her buddies to hell. instead i started arguing with 2 cocksuckers, in order to fuck a girl whom i didn't like at all. really i need to see a therapist.
of course the police knew she was a hooker and i was a client, and despite they had nothing against me (i showed passport, etc.) , they managed to break my bollocks for more than half an hour under the most pathetic excuses. is this your friend? but do you know what time it is? this is not a proper time to meet friends, is it? why do you meet your "friend" in the middle of the night? and how did you meet her? etc. oh, please, please, please. i had uah70 in my pocket (for the taxi) which i handed and which of course they refused (i knew it was way too low but i just wanted to provoke them) and so we kept arguing in this fucking stairwell (where i was starting to get fucking cold) until the bright girl suggested that we go out and have a drink somewhere. and strangely enough, it worked: the cops gave up. and there we are, on maidan sq, looking for a bar or a coffee or a restaurant or fucking anything still open at 3 in the morning. jesus.
we found one, not too far away, so i had my morning beer and medusa her morning coffee, and she was so afraid of the police that she would have waited here for the rest of her life. finally i could not stand to wait any longer and we returned to my door. the cops we still there, on the other side of the road; i pretended not to see them, entered the door code swiftly and, finally, found myself with the girl of my dreams in my fucking place.
and then, naturally, we started arguing on price. i say 900 including anal as agreed, she says 1500 with anal, i say you're fucking kidding me, she says anal is always additional charge, i say fine, here are 100 grivnas for taxi now get the fuck out, she says okay okay 900 with anal, i give her the money, she then says for 900 i do blowjob with condom and classic sex, i say and anal, she says with anal 1500, i say give me my money back, she says no, i say i don't want to hurt you give me my fucking money back, she says nothing, i think i am going to do something really bad, she says for 900 i can do blowjob and classic, i say why don't you just give me my money back, take 100 for taxi and leave me alone, she says because i have told my manager that you pay me 900, etc. eventually i told her to keep 400, 100 for taxi. 300 because she was the sweetest little thing i had ever met, and to leave me alone. she thought for a minute, afraid of her manager, and said okay. 900 with anal! how can you seriously believe i still want to have anything to do with you at this point? my proposition still stands, i strongly advise you to accept it or things will turn spectacularly wrong. she accepted. i was pissed off for the waste of money but the only way to get all my fucking cash back would have been violence, and for what it's worth, i was taught never to hit a girl. (fucking education.) but i was so relieved when she went away!
upon leaving my apartment, she asked,"don't call my manager, please." i promised i wouldn't (fearing that she would never leave otherwise). and then (incredible, but true) : "if you want to see me, call me." oh yeah, i can't wait to see you again.
April Trip, pt. 5: Down the Dark Path
Another late afternoon shag after some early business: Alinochka, from top-modals. (The only one who both was available and spoke English.) This time I confirmed, reconfirmed and re-reconfirmed the services; UAH1200, anal INCLUDED. Okay then, let's see.
When I saw her, I thought,"Now this is for sure: God hates me." Not that the photos were fake, but they are OUTRAGEOUSLY flattering. Especially when it comes to the face. A wraith. Fucking scary.
But I took her nevertheless. Another of my brilliant moments. I really must stop making myself believe that if the girl doesn't match, I will turn her away, since I simply never do that. I just can't seem to give up a shag in sight. Apalling. So we went to my apartment, I paid and we started a pointless and utterly disappointing intercourse (no feeling at all. 100% pure mechanical shit). After a while I decided it was time to break open some backdoors. And to my surprise, it was much painful to her, despite the fact I am a quite normal size, and despite the loads of lubricant she put. I expected such a pro to be quite used.
And then something burst inside of me. Somehow, I made her pay. I made her pay for the flattering photos and for the fact she was ugly, I made her pay for her service which is non-existent; and she also paid for Lyuda, and for Olya, for Rita, for Zarina, for Tina, for all the wh*res who just hang up, for all those who don't show up, for the bait and switch. She requested several times that we switch back to classic sex, I just refused and kept banging her the way I wanted. And the more pain distorted her face, the harder I pumped. And I was fucking enjoying it. And this is not like me at all; usually I am the most thoughtful lover you can imagine, always wondering if the girl is okay, if she likes the way I do it and if she has pleasure, etc. To such an extent that I have often been mocked by fellow mongers, like "How charming, he wants to please hookers, what a dope!" Well, not this time. I did enjoy causing her pain. She fucking paid for fucking everything. And I don't even feel remorse. .
April Trip, pt. 6: Work in progress?
The same night I met a civilian (found on Mamba) which I had missed in December. I had no expectations really, and as a matter of fact, we didn't fuck. Still I was eager to meet her, as we had been chatting for months and she was very keen on me (always flattering!) and I found her quite interesting (personality wise). I hesitated for a while, as Erica was available and wanted to see me again, and I, too, would have been more than happy to see her another time. But I was curious about the other, so I finally gave up a fantastic night of sex to try another type of game. And it was an interesting evening, although somewhat disturbing: I don't know what this girl wants, she seems quite happy with her life, she has a good job and doesn't need any EU wallet or passport, she has a boyfriend, she knows I am engaged, and last but not least, she knows I am a monger and that I bang hookers each time I come to Kiev, so I do not figure out why she even showed up. (Friendship? No!)
Anyway, we had a drink somewhere (kind of strange situation, we both didn't know what to say) and then joined my buddy who, again, reached out for Marina (!) and the four of us had dinner in a nice restaurant. I enjoyed having dinner with the girls, lots of fun even if sex was not on the menu. Only Marina looked a bit taciturn, sullen and not talkative, I guess English was an issue, plus the fact she was hired and therefore expected to fuck at some point, whereas my girl was a "normal" girl and free to do whatever she wanted, this imbalance might have been somewhat humiliating for her. I don't know. And I don't know either if I will ever fuck my "freebie" (who technically isn't one yet) , somehow I sense one-night stands are just not her style; the strange thing is, we really seem to have some kind of "connection" (having lots of fun and enjoying each other's company) and now that we have met, she seems even more keen on me. Time will tell, I assume.
I can not sleep at night!
To :Insomniaque
Your posts are really great you are another Hero like the others that there are here and I admire a lot. Today I have spend the hole day at work thinking about what I have read on your last posts. About that girl Renata with the mesmerizing eyes! The Medusa and the civilian. After my first visit to Kiev of this April I can not come back to my fucking no getting laid routine life or existing in my fucking country with the world record of FAT ASSES. At night I can not sleep because my brain is continually thinking about the 5 days that I spend in wonder land Kiev and all the girls that I met and did. , I don't know if I was lucky or not but my visit was smooth and happen all that I had in mind if it was me to find the cops / militia standing in front of the door I will shit in my pants. Only with one girl I had a problem after she was in my apartment and I offered her a drink and we spoke a little she told me this word : duc duc you duc and I said what what and I found out that she wanted me to go to have a shower but I didn't want to live her alone in the living room because I was not trusting her because I had all my stuff and I was thinking that she could steal me some thing and leave, the good thing was that I did not paid her yet, so I told her no no why you want me to go to shower suddenly her expression changed and become serious and she start talking in Ukraine with an angry tone and she was moving her head from side to side like when we use to do when we say and think that some thing is not possible immediately I realize that this short relation was over so I sit back on the sofa and I kept drinking my bear and than she told me I call taxi and she put it back her shoe and left, I have to point out that she was very gorgeous and I was very angry, after what happen I start locking the door with the keys from the inside after the girls come in, and if I like the girl I will not try to contradicted her or at list until I fuck her.
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Ukraine vs Poland. Any suggestions?
What is a better place for a mongering holiday? Ukraine or Poland? I hear good and bad about both places. I keep hearing negative reports and reports of nostalgia for a return of the "golden era" of Eastern European mongering.
I am also hearing about a London style adult party in Warsaw called Le Moulin Rouge.
This prospect sounds promising though the website is still under construction it seems.
Are there any party situations or German Partytreff type places in Kiev. I like the prospect of paying a one time fee for an all you can eat buffet of East European birds for a set period of time.
The scavenger hunt of finding Ukrainian or Polish birds on the streets of Kiev, Krakow or Warsaw in the dead of night doesn't appeal as much to me anymore. I like to find a sure thing and stick with it.
Thanks,
Slavophile
Something strange about GIA
Guys, despite some of them do not like Gia girls cause they have price above the normal price of girls from mamba, but anybody can explain me please why a girl that has price of 180 USD 1 hour if I change the page from english language into Russian language 1 hour with the same girl become 1100 grivnas that are 138 USD?
Where the fuck went these 40 USD?
I guess it is the gringo-foreigner price, but how can we do to pay 140 USD and not 180 USD?
Is it enough to call them in Russian or once she come and she understands who order her is a foreigner she will want 180usd?
And again if we call and say we will pay the Russian price of 1100 grivnas, they will send the girl or not?
It really pissed me off they think we are so that stupid we are not able to change the language of the web site and to do maths to check the prices ???
I really do not mind to bring the first taxi driver I met outside in the street and to give him 5 USD to make the phone calling and to save still 35 USD and I am pretty sure every taxi driver will more than happy to earn 5 USD doing a phone call of 2 minutes using my mobile cell phone.
What's your opinion about this turistic rip off?