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Took another shot with Jenny. This time it was a threesome
In my last Report, I did not mention the spa name and total damages. Hence closing it with this post + sharing my experience when I visited again, this time for a threesome.
This time I had asked for a threesome. Earlier thought I would have Mimi & Jenny but Jenny had asked me not to include Mimi. I believe, in threesomes the other two partners should be comfortable with each other to make the experience as good as possible.
She recommended Viyo. Average height, medium sized boobs and big ass.
Counter charges for a four hands - 2 K.
Damages for FS - 3.5 K Jenny, 3.5 K Viyo.
Started the threesome with both kissing me all across my body, moving on to Jenny sucking johnny like an ice cream while Viyo gave me an AWESOME DFK, we were so passionately kissing that I could feel Viyo going all wet and removing her panties while Jenny enjoyed swallowing my balls. Moved on to sandwiching where both keeped kissing me up and down all over the body, decided to take my first shot. Viyo surprisingly volunteered for BBBJ in spite of mentioning that she doesn't, swallowed my dick like anything and in fact did CIM, I saw her gulp my cum and wipe my dick with her tongue.
Took a break of 10 minutes, had a Redbull and lied down for an actual massage from Jenny, post that when I turned around Jenny started getting more involved started cowgirl followed by missionary followed by doggy style after which I came inside her.
Total Damages. : 9 K.
WIR (Threesome) : Yes.
Total Damages for first time with Jenny: 1 K Counter + 3.5 K FS = 4.5 K.
WIR: Yes.
Attaching a pic of Jenny.
My Experiments With Truth
Life is like a film in which small experiences add up to make it a thriller or a tragedy.
I have my own documentaries on mongering.
Let's start with the first one where the reel is brutally edited for brevity but only a "discernible eye" can pick up the sharp cuts. (Admin, the Censor Board, kindly don't make a hash of it or ban it. This is in public interest).
Lajpat Nagar in S. Delhi is a well known haunt for mongers, a cheap one at that. One day I landed up there in search of a restaurant where I could get good Afghani food. And that search took me to the lane that starts from the Bata showroom. As I trudged along, I passed two chemist shops with signs in an Afghan language, Dari or Pushto, I presume. Curiosity killed the cat they say, and I peered inside.
The next moment I found myself at the counter of one of the shops buying digene tablet strip. Behind me was the other counter, lined up with perfumes, shampoos and other toiletries. Sitting there was an Afghan lady as white as Afghan Snow, all dolled up with blue eye shade and red lipstick, a Hoor straight out of the pages of the Arabian Nights. She was a bit plump as most well-fed Afghan ladies are, and in her late 30's, I guess. But, boy oh boy, what lovely 30's those were. It was those enticing looks that had actually lured me inside in the first place. After buying digene, which was a pretext for seeing her, I turned towards my bird of paradise. Her eyes fluttered, a small smile passed over her lips and in a sweet but sexy voice she asked me what I wanted. The next moment I found myself buying a deodorant the likes of which I had plenty at home. When I turned towards the medicine counter to pay, I saw the lady going hurriedly to a corner and talking excitedly with some 2-3 other workers there, all of them Indian. (Perhaps she deciphered my hidden agenda. Women have great intuitive power. Always keep this in mind when dealing with women). They were talking in a language I didn't understand.
Later I found out that such chemist shops are opened by Afghan refugees for the benefit of their brethren who find it difficult to purchase from local shops because of the language barrier. Those Indians at the shop were also from Afghanistan.
I came out, did more shopping, had some pakodas and lassi, and then left for home, but that enticing look never left me. Two days later I was again at the shop, smartly dressed up in jeans and T shirt as usual, buying a shampoo, and two days after that a body lotion, none of which I needed. The lady was extra courteous and a bit excited too whenever she saw me, and went out of her way to find the particular brands I was looking for. Her interest in me spiked as time passed by, and what great time that was. The same extra interest was shown at the other chemist shop as well by another Aghan lady.
Lajpat Nagar is a hub of such Afghan refugees. You will find lot of such beautiful people shopping or snacking in the evening. It needs some leg work, some charm, and some good connections to get them.
Why go for the filthy fucked up working girls when you can have the Hoors. Why eat from the garbage dump when you can have the fruits of paradise. This is the essence of life. Try and get the best.
But one piece of sincere advice: Be extra cautious. It is up to you to make your film a thriller or a tragedy.
That same Bata lane also has Spas strewn all over. No, you will not find Afghans there. They are not into such open display of their sexuality. (By the way, the Afghan restaurant nearby offers a delectable 3 feet-long kebab platter. The kababi-shababi bros may need it while doing the leg work).
One day I found myself outside one such Spa. I had once read that some Russians work in Lajpat Nagar Spas, (P.S.: They no longer do). I had never been to a Spa earlier. But I wanted to try a Russian. Before I could realise I was at the steps of the Spa, and sooner my legs carried my body up to its glass door. Actually it was the brain that did all the work. Now I realise the power of the brain and why our spiritualists laid so much emphasis on controlling it through meditation. (Life lessons for mongers).
As I opened the door I was transported to an altogether different world, red lights and lemony smell of scented candles. (That smell still haunts me whenever I use Patanjali handwash). As soon as my eyes adjusted to the new lights, I saw a counter about 10 feet on my left. Sitting behind it was not-so-a-young woman, not big in size, head covered with scarf, her slanted eyes half closed, and in a sing-song nasal accent she said, "hell-oo, ching chong chiiiing." No, actually she just said Hello. I have added ching chong chiiing for special effects to recreate that common Chinese character of the 1970's movies sitting in a similar scenario with some illegal things happening in the curtain-covered room behind her.
I went up to her gingerly and said, "massage", and smiling she instantly replied, "1500". I said I only have 1000, and without much argument she agreed. "Can I see the options," I asked, and she said, "OK". She took me to the last of the rooms. As I stood at the door, my heart started pounding. There were 3-4 girls inside and they in no way looked Spa girls, like the way the receptionist did. In fact I thought I was in a upper-middle class household where some good looking young teenage cousins were chatting among themselves. The receptionist spoke to them in their language which gave me goose bumps. I could recognize the language. (I had undertaken its course for a short period). It was. Well, well, well. Tibetan, and everybody working there was Tibetan. It was, by Buddha, a House of Tibetans.
And so just like the storyteller in the Arabian Nights, I too stop midway, only to finish the tale the next night.
To be continued.
Recent Experiences and a Question
Sharing some recent experiences.
Ms Sardarni, Alr Spa, Ggn: Have tried her quite a few times now. She is a MILF, while her figure is great but the best thing I like is her face. I like the way she talks and the way she seduces and talks dirty. The downside is that she is greedy and wants to make you cum as soon as she can. Usual damage: 3. 5 K but she demands more.
Lee: Had an amazing session with her when she returned last week. Always extra enthusiastic in session and very client focused service. GFE personified.
Xeno / Zeno: I took her basis someone's recommendation. She is young and makes all the effort from her side to please you, but she fell short of my expectations. She is too petite for my taste, secondly she talks a lot and the way she spoke was reminiscent of low grade girls. WIR: No.
I also spoke to the receptionist at DC about my package pending at Noida. She said that she will adjust it at DC when the Noida branch opens.
Lastly, I guess most of the forum members are married. My question is what excuse you guys usually give to your wife when you go out to take a session. I am running out of excuses, need some guidance here.
Where is Lee and what are her damage charges? What is DC?
Where is Lee and what are her damage charges?
What is DC? Is it spa?
I am new here, therefore can't understand.
[QUOTE=Concupiscence;2538273]Sharing some recent experiences.
Ms Sardarni, Alr Spa, Ggn: Have tried her quite a few times now. She is a MILF, while her figure is great but the best thing I like is her face. I like the way she talks and the way she seduces and talks dirty. The downside is that she is greedy and wants to make you cum as soon as she can. Usual damage: 3. 5 K but she demands more.
Lee: Had an amazing session with her when she returned last week. Always extra enthusiastic in session and very client focused service. GFE personified.
Xeno / Zeno: I took her basis someone's recommendation. She is young and makes all the effort from her side to please you, but she fell short of my expectations. She is too petite for my taste, secondly she talks a lot and the way she spoke was reminiscent of low grade girls. WIR: No.
I also spoke to the receptionist at DC about my package pending at Noida. She said that she will adjust it at DC when the Noida branch opens.
Lastly, I guess most of the forum members are married. My question is what excuse you guys usually give to your wife when you go out to take a session. I am running out of excuses, need some guidance here.[/QUOTE]
