"Sex is the consolation one has for not finding enough love".
Mileage. This is really the crux of the issue. The full experience depends on a lot of factors like mood, hormonal activity, atmosphere of the day etc. On that day I was in a stellar mood and flirtatious and was constantly complimenting her while she was also at a heightened hormonal activity so everything fell perfectly in place. In fact my subsequent encounters with her failed to produce the same level of passion or romance although they were reasonably good. So the moral of the story is that as a true monger you must keep finding new carnal companions. The real fun is in the process of hunting not in the actual conquest and a pussy once penetrated no longer spills the nectar of romance.
Just a few years ago Mumbai was undoubtedly the mongering capital of India. You just had to browse the Mumbai Mid-day newspaper on an odd weekend to see nearly 20 pages filled with personal services ads of literally hundreds of massage parlors to know why Mumbai was such a happening place for mongering. Those where happy days in Mumbai with hundreds of Dancebars and service bars mushrooming across the suburbs. I have been a lifetime connoisseur of the DB / SB culture and have some of the most satisfying experiences with DB gals over the last 20 years in Mumbai and Bangalore (had extensively written about this in WSG forum earlier, but it is now defunct).
Suddenly in just a few years Delhi is now the mongering capital of India and one of the prime reasons for that is the extra dimension the Gurgaon's club scene adds to Delhi's overall night life experience. A lot has been written in this forum about Gurgaon's clubs, yet I though I will add my two cents to this scenario as I have been regularly mongering in these for the 2 months (have visited these clubs almost 20 times).
In the famous S mall club scene. It is almost standard everywhere, 500 bucks entry fee which gives you 2 pints or drinks, then 500 bucks for fooling around with a girl. Fooling around usually involves light kissing (which can get converted into DFK at times, especially on weekdays when the business is slow & if you both are drunk), boob play and a bit of HJ..
Couldn't see her in the last visit so was itching for her! Reached and asked for her! And Bang! She was available.
Went in the room & waited for her to come. And when she did, she immediately recognized me and hugged me and stood in between my legs and leaned forward to bite my ear!
She's amazing with all this and actually famous in the entire spa for biting her clients!
(got to know this from other therapist that I tried last time I was here).
Anyways,
Threw me on the table and started with dry massage first. I tried to touch her well and then she came on top of me, and whispered in my ear that lets have a little bit massage first and the fun shall follow. I was like Okay darling as you say.
Ten minutes into the leg massage and normal chit chat, there was silence. And the world seemed to have stopped. I turned back, only to find her stripping off her stupid clothes.
Aaah! The be's I've been missing for so long were right in front of me. Asked her to stop before applying oil so that I could nurture them to my hearts content.
Loved the babies! Absolute relishness!
She then threw me onto the table again and applied oil on her entire body and started the lovely slide, the feeling of nipples on your back and the bum crack was just amazing!
Turned me over and there my Johnny rocket was, saluting her! Gave it a nice rub. Made her be's play with it so well that it just exploded all over her cleavage!
The B2B was amazing.
She insisted to continuing the massage but I didn't want any more of the massage so asked her to take me to the bath.
Enjoyed her body in the bath aswell! She has an amazing Ass too! I hope I can bang it sometime.
Mind you, because I've visited her already a couple of times earlier, there was no talk of money whatsoever.
Dried myself, changed, handed over the cash and kissed her bye, only to be back soon.
Don't lose out on confidence because you're starting late or rather losing you virginity late in life as compared to others.
Not the end of the world bro. In fact, it is the beginning of a great journey now that you are on this amazing platform where brothers don't hold back from helping each other.
Some of the sure shot places for FS are O spa in L. Ngr. BC in Gk2.
Read the forum for more hints. Be confident and start off. Also remember, Raise the bar, not the prices.
Cheers man! Looking forward to reading your FR now.
I am a 27 year old virgin guy. Lately started becoming really frustrated with life as I haven't been with a girl yet. Discovered this forum and so I would need help on how to begin things. Please let me know the steps to follow.
In keeping with the sentiment of the vast majority of the PM's received and the upcoming economic recession, Budget mongering seems to the flavor of the season. So I decided to take the matter into my own hands and explore that possibility in the costly millennium city. My travel took me to the far corner of the city S. T Tower at the end of the Golf Course Road wherein I focused on my mission with razor sharp eyes. After roaming about in the half abandoned galleries, I almost accidentally stumbled upon a spa by the name of O. M (A variation of awesome). Going inside, I saw a male receptionist and a slutty looking female sitting beside him. I immediately realized that this is a sure shot FS place in the garb of MP. Upon, inquiry I was surprised to be offered 1 hour massage at 600 bucks. Oh mission half done. Then I was ushered inside the room which was clean and with attached shower. Only downside was leakage from the shower on to the floor. Anyway the male manager came in and asked whether I wanted massage or extra. I said extra of course. He promised to send me a new girl. In came Miss N from the city of Nawabs Lucknow. Now I am a lover of well endowed girls but this one was small and petite. But something about her intrigued me and I decided to keep her. She immediately stripped down to her underwear and offered a massage first before the deed. She was new to the trade (only 15 days) and was constantly asking feedback about her massage. She revealed her age (20) and thanked me for choosing her as most clients refuse her for her slender figure..
Please send spa details.
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Mileage. This is really the crux of the issue. The full experience depends on a lot of factors like mood, hormonal activity, atmosphere of the day etc. On that day I was in a stellar mood and flirtatious and was constantly complimenting her while she was also at a heightened hormonal activity so everything fell perfectly in place. In fact my subsequent encounters with her failed to produce the same level of passion or romance although they were reasonably good. So the moral of the story is that as a true monger you must keep finding new carnal companions. The real fun is in the process of hunting not in the actual conquest and a pussy once penetrated no longer spills the nectar of romance.
Well written. Hope some not so wise go & grab her directly after reading your post & get slapped! Reading some of the posts, I am sure we still have guys with no brains among us.
What a post Sir. Men become naughty at the age of 40 and this is proof. Fantastic post. I was visualizing myself with gal during reading this throughout. Created buzz and forced to seek pointer. You don't have PM facility but looking forward details in my inbox. But how?? Not asking here.
"Sex is the consolation one has for not finding enough love".
Those eternal words by the ever brilliant Gabo (Gabriel Garcia Marquez) have always haunted me. It is possibly the core philosophy of every mongers' life, at least it is mine. I know that I am wired differently that I cannot marry or be with one woman or fall in love for eternity so I monger and I find a new fruit to savor every now and then. Life is all about discovering the carnal pleasures of flesh everything else is merely a statistic.
On a bright sunny morning I walked into the spa while it was empty but for the receptionist and a girl sitting next to her. Paid the usual 1 k counter charges and was told that only the girl next to her was available as of then. She looked cute for a NI and also kinna neat and clean with hair dressed up and lip gloss shining. So I said "why not" while the girl gave me a curiously vague look.
We entered the massage room together and I quickly started to undress while she made no attempt to bolt out of the room. She asks me "What do you prefer, oil or dry?" and I answered "Darling I prefer you" even as I squeezed her cheeks, to which she gave me a half smile and walked out of room to get her oil. Oh yes she does speak English although a bit flawed and grammatically erroneous at times. By the time she's back am in my be'day suite lying supine. "Do you prefer it (massage) hard or soft?" is her next question and again I retort back, "As long as your hands are on the right parts of my body, I really don't care much about the tel maalish". And thus another saga of massage begins.
Okay, she has potential, she can become a decent masseuse, but right now she is still too raw so she did give a half decent massage for a NI who are notoriously low on massage skills unlike their NE sisters. Some 10 minutes into the massage she comes towards my head and starts massaging my upper back and I being a Tharki of the 1st order immediately grab her ass with both hands in a head butt hug. She gives me a big smile like a teacher to her naughty student. 5 minutes later she wants to move down but I refuse to let go of her ass and hold her tight. By now she is laughing and she leans down to whisper in my left ear, "let me go down to your lower back". I say, "give me a wild kiss and I'll let go of you". She lifts my chin (remember I am still lying supine with my head touching her tummy) and DFK's my mouth full on. Its a wet tongue tied kiss that lasts for just a couple of seconds but has lot of promise so I relent and let go of her.
She travels down the table and starts rubbing my bum and I make the noise "Aha" to which she asks in an amused tone, "what's the matter, is everything okay" and I reply "yeah, its just that now you are hitting the right parts". Then she pours hot oil on my ass crack and penetrates the hole using her soft fingers; that motion of ladies fingers (literally) from the butt crack to grabbing the balls and then ending up kneeding the Johnny using hot oil in winters and cream in summers is my favorite turn on (Some of the Bangkok masseurs have elevated it to an art form and even after so many years it gives me an erection every time). After a few minutes of that prostrate massage she asks me to turn to the front but I tell her to get rid of her clothes and climb on to me. Obviously she needs no cajoling and readily gets nude without a fuss to climb on my back as if she was dying to do so. One look at her chest and I simply can't resist it any more, I grab them boobs and start mangling them like a crazed jailbird out on his 1st conjugal visit, even as she starts laughing at this tharki old man who seems to have lost his mental balance at the first sight of a little girl's silly cones (yes, we have an age gap of 20+ years, she's apparently 20 and I for sure am 42).
Those boobs are huge, fair, firm and round like a globe with only a small hint of areola and a very tiny nipple. In short they are the best silicone job on a Gurgaon girl. The best part of her boobs is that she lets you mangle them and suck them and play with them and do whatever you wish to do to your heart's content, in fact she positively enjoys the whole process thoroughly. In between, every now and then, I do find the time to go back to her lips for a full mouthed DFK that is both hungry and wet (She is a great kisser at 20 and at one point she tells me to simply lie down quietly so that she "can enjoy the kiss in her own way" By now Johnny boy is at full mast and I have turned on my back while she has climbed on me and is giving me a dry hump by rubbing her pussy on my dick. Till now, there is absolutely no talk of money, so I raise the issue myself, "you are indeed fun and I will have to give you a good tip", to which miss butt replies back "it doesn't matter we are simply enjoying each other and I don't care about tips". What the fuck is wrong with Gurgaon girls in the mall? This is the 3rd WG in the last 1 week who is not interested in money but simply the sexual act and trust me I am no handsome hunk at 42.
Over the next 30 odd minutes we did everything that we could have done on a creaky massage table. BBBJ, DFK, DATY and the actual fuck too. Finally after a deeply satisfying HJ, I came like an ocean all over her tummy. The best part of the sex was, no you could never have guessed this one, her eyes. Those deep, beautiful, often mischievous but mostly with a layer of inherent sadness, those pair of eyes that talked to me, that was the best part of the sex. She, throughout our encounter, was looking deep into my eyes like a cat that is smitten by her owner's stroking of the fur. Whenever I would give her a compliment (which were quite a few in that 1 hour because maybe I was smitten too for that fleeting moment), she would blush and those sad eyes would temporarily jump with laughter. She never once took her eyes off me, while giving a BJ, while I kneeded and mauled her boobs, while I fucked her in miss, while she licked my nipples, while she was dry humping me in WOT, her eyes were constantly seeking mine and talking to me. And in that 1 hour plus, we must have kissed each other some 2 dozen times, by God she smelt good.
After the deed, she hopped on to my lap and we sat hugging each other while we talked about lives of the eternal Jonasses (pun intended). In many ways my actual cumming was not the climax of this encounter but this brief little conversation was. I cajoled her into making the big revelation and it was indeed massage-table-shattering. It made me wonder about the sheer load of life and why Karma. Turns out Karma is not just but a pimp who working girls a girl to the world and laughs at her. Brave are those women who give us mongers an orgasm while temporarily storing their melancholy in an attic of desire.
Report Card. It is difficult to objectively report such an incident due to personal biases but will try just for the benefit of fellow mongers.
Massage Skills- 5/10 (is too raw and needs a lot more training but still better than tel maalish).
Girls looks- 8/10 (She has those classic Indian features with a neat nose, expressive eyes and a beautiful mouth, but am still stingy about rating looks as I have had many beauties of far higher standards).
Girls body- 7/10 because she is a bit on the shorter side and has a bit of tummy fat (which is not such a deal breaker for an old tharki like me).
DFK - 9/10 it ranks among the best I have had with lot of tongue, hunger and passion all mingled in the wetness of desire.
BBBJ - 4/10 this is one aspect where she sin't great shakes but am sure she'll learn.
Sexual energy and passion - 9/10 (read the report above).
Actual FS - 7/10 again an above average experience with a nice pussy.
WIR. Of course I have already done so 3 times as the above FR is an older one.
VFM. At 1 k if you can get a better romantic sexcapade on a massage table then go get it!
Mileage. This is really the crux of the issue. The full experience depends on a lot of factors like mood, hormonal activity, atmosphere of the day etc. On that day I was in a stellar mood and flirtatious and was constantly complimenting her while she was also at a heightened hormonal activity so everything fell perfectly in place. In fact my subsequent encounters with her failed to produce the same level of passion or romance although they were reasonably good. So the moral of the story is that as a true monger you must keep finding new carnal companions. The real fun is in the process of hunting not in the actual conquest and a pussy once penetrated no longer spills the nectar of romance.
Just a few years ago Mumbai was undoubtedly the mongering capital of India. You just had to browse the Mumbai Mid-day newspaper on an odd weekend to see nearly 20 pages filled with personal services ads of literally hundreds of massage parlors to know why Mumbai was such a happening place for mongering. Those where happy days in Mumbai with hundreds of Dancebars and service bars mushrooming across the suburbs. I have been a lifetime connoisseur of the DB / SB culture and have some of the most satisfying experiences with DB gals over the last 20 years in Mumbai and Bangalore (had extensively written about this in WSG forum earlier, but it is now defunct).
Suddenly in just a few years Delhi is now the mongering capital of India and one of the prime reasons for that is the extra dimension the Gurgaon's club scene adds to Delhi's overall night life experience. A lot has been written in this forum about Gurgaon's clubs, yet I though I will add my two cents to this scenario as I have been regularly mongering in these for the 2 months (have visited these clubs almost 20 times).
In the famous S mall club scene. It is almost standard everywhere, 500 bucks entry fee which gives you 2 pints or drinks, then 500 bucks for fooling around with a girl. Fooling around usually involves light kissing (which can get converted into DFK at times, especially on weekdays when the business is slow & if you both are drunk), boob play and a bit of HJ. Now I know almost a dozen gals in these clubs so there is a kinna familiarity with them, so once you get to know them, they offer higher range of services like BJ, fingering etc. Most girls are pretty much average but there are a few hotties too (of course you got to beware of those tall overdressed ones which usually would be trannys).
Among the clubs in S mall, Australian capital is the one with the largest crowd and also the largest choice of gals. IP is less crowded (at times deserted on weekdays) but the VIP areas and the dark sofas at entrance are a must try for some real drunken masti (fun) - since most gals do club hop you can always arrange to get one from the other venue into the dark corners of this club. Jail club can be fun on weekends when some real hotties come there and get drunk. Caution: Usual budget for an average day of masti+drinks should be around 2 k and never exceed 3.5 k (which is to be spent only when you have found greater company). Will try and narrate a couple of my experiences as pointers for newbies.
There is this one hottie in IP, goes by the name of Ms Khan, she is a stunner in the looks department and has a decent body too, but the one disappointment are her sagging soft racks. Have had fun with her 2-3 times in the dark corners. Once she got really drunk and sat with me for a full 1 hour rubbing my Johnny and telling me her biography (she lives with her sis and BIL and has 2 kids at the age of 28 and the 2nd kid is that of her BIL who "utilizes" her every now and then). After midnight she asked me if she can come with me and I readily agreed. Since I have been put up in the Company guest house which is a service apartment with no restrictions I have been using it left right and centre for my mongering activities. She was a bit drunk that night and was really horny and a tigress in the bed. All in all a good experience for just 500 entry fee, 1 k for drinks and 500 as her tip in the bar (she did not ask for any money for the FS as she said she wanted to simply have fun that night, but I still gave her 1. 2 k in the morning as that was the only ready cash I had on me then & she had to take a taxi back to her home. It was indeed a wild night of fucking, although her BJ skills are not great shakes and her racks are a sour point on an otherwise decent body.
On another occasion I was punch drunk and took home a real fatty (with a cute face though), she was a maniac in bed but once the alcohol wore off, her excess fat was a turn off. Yet in the morning I fucked her once again in sheer passion and the expressions on her face were really horny. After the deed, I simply laughed at my own silliness of humping a fat MILF who is a divorce and has a 40 inch tummy with giant white boobs that can smother you! Overall cost 6 k - 2 k at bar + 4 k for the gal for the night which was a rip off, but I was drunk, horny and a bit crazy (the thing is I am also having an on and off affair with a colleague of mine who is also a divorcee and we had made out in the office loo that day and I desperately needed a release).
Apart from these, I have also had some fun with a few other gals too but most are on similar lines. The real action though is actually outside the clubs (in the mall) on Fridays and weekends. On one Friday just as I was entering the mall, I saw 2 heavily made-up semi-MILFs (girls in their very early thirties) walking into the club wearing hot pants. I gave them a big smile and said Hi to which they both started giggling, just then their male companion joined them (a local Haryanvi types), so I kinna backed off. An hour later, while I was hopping between clubs, saw the same 2 women standing out in the balcony without their male companion. They seemed to immediately recognize me and started giving me their "come hither looks". So once again I approached them and asked them what they were up to? "we are not being allowed inside as we are not regulars" was their reply. My mongering brain quickly calculated the situation and I said "why don't we go to my place? Pat came their reply, "10 k for the night" and I was like bogger off gals you are not worth more than 2 k each, I mean they were heavily made-up semi-MILFs with padded bras for gods sake. I excused myself and went back to the next bar.
Since that incident I kept my antenna on sharp focus for outside activities and hit a jacpot the very next weekend. It was a Saturday and all the Clubs were jam packed so I decided to call it a night early at 10:30. As I descended down to the ground floor, I saw 3 young girls trying to operate a lift. All 3 looked like locals and were ogling at me. I walked up to them and told them that the lifts and the escalators do not operate at night and they will have to climb the stairs. To which I got a customary giggle from the girls. A young girl wearing a short purple dress which accentuated her figure and her boobs asks me in between the laughter "are the clubs closed?" (in Hindi of course) and I told her they are overcrowded and she would get squished in the crowd, to which they all start laughing. In the next 5 minutes I made her the offer to take her to my place instead for a nice party and also promised to drop her back in the morning to which surprisingly she readily agreed without any hassles or demands of money. Later I came to know that many non regular gals find it difficult to get an entry into the clubs unless they had contacts with barmen or bouncers. Anyway this girl Miss S was a total raw commodity. She was just 20 or 21 and had a huge pair of hard jugs. She simply loved it when I licked her nipples and used to make those loud moaning sounds (especially after 2 vodkas) and would constantly egg me to be more rough! Her BJ skills were bad but her pussy was wet like a hose by the time I entered her. We had 2 sessions that night. It was a different experience indeed. Cost - 3 k which I paid on my own without her demanding anything + drinks etc. She keeps calling me even now asking when we can meet again and sometimes I think I should really take her out some day but she is too raw and too local for my taste.
Outside of S mall, the clubs in some of the next door malls like V and M also offer some clubs but none are of similar quality. Empire is overrated and overpriced while peppers is shut now. There are a few other "hush hush" clubs in Gurgaon which offer similar services but found none match the S mall energy.
The one experience that you must have are the invitation only Rave parties in one of those farmhouses around Gurgaon, Chattarpur etc. They are an awesome experience but that is not for this forum anyways.
"Sex is the consolation one has for not finding enough love".
Those eternal words by the ever brilliant Gabo (Gabriel Garcia Marquez) have always haunted me. It is possibly the core philosophy of every mongers' life, at least it is mine. I know that I am wired differently that I cannot marry or be with one woman or fall in love for eternity so I monger and I find a new fruit to savor every now and then. Life is all about discovering the carnal pleasures of flesh everything else is merely a statistic.
On a bright sunny morning I walked into the spa while it was empty but for the receptionist and a girl sitting next to her. Paid the usual 1 k counter charges and was told that only the girl next to her was available as of then. She looked cute for a NI and also kinna neat and clean with hair dressed up and lip gloss shining. So I said "why not" while the girl gave me a curiously vague look.
We entered the massage room together and I quickly started to undress while she made no attempt to bolt out of the room. She asks me "What do you prefer, oil or dry?" and I answered "Darling I prefer you" even as I squeezed her cheeks, to which she gave me a half smile and walked out of room to get her oil. Oh yes she does speak English although a bit flawed and grammatically erroneous at times. By the time she's back am in my be'day suite lying supine. "Do you prefer it (massage) hard or soft?" is her next question and again I retort back, "As long as your hands are on the right parts of my body, I really don't care much about the tel maalish". And thus another saga of massage begins..
A round of applause.
"Sharma Jii aapne to forum hii hila dala, acche accho ka supada saaf"(English version: Sharma JI you rocked this forum mann).
"Sex is the consolation one has for not finding enough love".
Those eternal words by the ever brilliant Gabo (Gabriel Garcia Marquez) have always haunted me. It is possibly the core philosophy of every mongers' life, at least it is mine. I know that I am wired differently that I cannot marry or be with one woman or fall in love for eternity so I monger and I find a new fruit to savor every now and then. Life is all about discovering the carnal pleasures of flesh everything else is merely a statistic.
On a bright sunny morning I walked into the spa while it was empty but for the receptionist and a girl sitting next to her. Paid the usual 1 k counter charges and was told that only the girl next to her was available as of then. She looked cute for a NI and also kinna neat and clean with hair dressed up and lip gloss shining. So I said "why not" while the girl gave me a curiously vague look.
We entered the massage room together and I quickly started to undress while she made no attempt to bolt out of the room. She asks me "What do you prefer, oil or dry?" and I answered "Darling I prefer you" even as I squeezed her cheeks, to which she gave me a half smile and walked out of room to get her oil. Oh yes she does speak English although a bit flawed and grammatically erroneous at times. By the time she's back am in my be'day suite lying supine. "Do you prefer it (massage) hard or soft?" is her next question and again I retort back, "As long as your hands are on the right parts of my body, I really don't care much about the tel maalish". And thus another saga of massage begins..
Loved your report. Enjoyed it thoroughly. Keep giving such FR's.
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