Apps and oranges. Just a quicke before I head out for the night
Tried a few apps successfully about 6 months ago, but too much time and hassle, and the girls tend to have inflated hourly rate prices, but will discount immediately if you ask.
And I never go for an hour. Has to be at least 3 hours or overnight.
Apps I've used are WeChat (mainly Chinese and Viet girls, a few Filis). Push the "Discover" button to see who is nearby. Sometimes need to use an online translator. Way too much hassle.
Also Whatsapp was good, but again, too much blah blah. Not sure about Tinder. Never tried it.
I prefer to meet the ladies in the clubs. In fact I uninstalled all "dating" apps months ago.
Welcome back to Dubai Part 1.
I'm not quite sure WHICH thread to put this report in as it contains info from more than one category. Let's just call it a Dubai report.
Arrived back to Dubai last evening after the Christmas break. As it happens, my flat mate had his girlfriend from the UK visiting over the break and since it was her last night in Dubai, I decided to get a hotel room for a night rather than interrupt their last night of passion.
My initial thoughts were to get a room at one of the more obviously green hotels (Hilton, Sheraton, etc) down in Deira or Bur Dubai because I knew that after a 14 hour flight, jet lag was going to play a factor. It would be good to be "in the hood" in case I woke up at 1:00 AM feeling frisky. After exchanging ideas with some of the other senior members (you know who you are) I decided to get a room at the apartment hotel in Bur Dubai which has been written about lately by Throwster featuring a Rooftop Jacuzzi. No one was really sure if the hotel was green or not but I decided to take a chance.
I arrived at the hotel (Near Burjuman Metro Station) about 20:00. Got checked in. Dropped my bags and went immediately up to the MP on the rooftop. There were 3 girls available. Two PRC and one from India. The one from PRC named Maria had a nice smile and a nice pair of grapefruits under her top that were just itching to get out, so I chose her and paid the basic massage fee. I inquired about the Jacuzzi but was informed that it was "occupado". I must have mentioned that I was staying at the hotel because the receptionist offered to have Maria come to my room to perform the massage at no extra charge. Brilliant idea.
Once back at the room, I asked Maria to get comfortable while I took a quick shower to get the road dust off. Emerging form the bathroom with towel she instructed me to "assume the position" on the bed while she went to work. I had anticipated that it was going to be the usual brush and rub massage, but I was so wrong. Maria had strong hands and went to work on me like a pro using elbow and even her knee to release some of the pressure points.
On the flip she asked about extras noticing that "Jake Junior" was awake and ready. Now, I am boringly average in the size department so getting comments about my dick is a rare occurrence. However, Maria was quite taken with Jake Junior complementing me on his shape and (get this) color. What does that even mean?
Anyhow, I asked what was on offer and she told me that hand or mouth possible. Sadly, she told me that she was "Riding The Cotton Pony" this week so FS was off the menu. Too bad. But we agreed on AED 200 for BBBJ. I know, I know. AED 200 is too much but I was feeling generous what with New Years and all.
BBBJ was good. Not rushed. Plenty of shaft and balls attention. Nice and slurpy as well. Dropped the blouse part way through the BBBJ to let the "puppies" get some air and seemed to enjoy my fondling and sucking them.
PRICE: Massage plus AED 200 for BBBJ.
LOOKS: 7.
ATTITUDE: 8+.
ATMOSPHERE: Well, it was in my hotel room so 8, I guess.
SERVICE: 7. 5.
WIR: For sure.
Welcome back to Dubai Part 2
So after my most excellent massage with Maria, I relaxed for a bit with the intention of wandering over to the Hyatt or Moscow around midnight per Alex7 J's suggestion. However, no sooner did I stretch out in front of the TV than I received a text message from Clean Hands who said he was on his way down to Bur Dubai and asked if I would be interested in joining him for a little prowling. So much for my beauty sleep.
About 22:00, Clean Hands and myself arrived at Imperial Suites. BTW it's worth mentioning that our friend Clean Hands seems to be a minor celebrity in this part of town because not one single security dude has ever charged me an entry fee while I was I his company. Kudos.
Being a little early and a Sunday night, the crowd at the main lounge at Imperial Suites was a bit sparse. But before long there were plenty of girls representing most of the major ethnic groups. We barely made it to the bar and Clean Hands was assailed by two African girls named Lucy and Cecilia. They were like inverse twins. Lucy had ample tits and sort of a small ass (for an African) and Cecilia had respectable tits and a fine African ass which sort of reminded me of a proper Brazilian "Bunda". And boy, could she shake that bunda. Mesmerizing.
Cecilia took a shine to me right away wasting no time at all rubbing her lovely ass on my leg as I sat on the bar stool. I realize this is all part of the sales pitch but "jeez" this was over the top. Rubbing her tits, rubbing her crotch, rubbing her ass against me started making me feel a little self-conscious. But what the hell. I was still buzzed from the long flight and just tried to enjoy it. All the while explaining to Cecelia that I would not be good company tonight due to my weakened state. She was not having any of it and was sticking to me like glue. Fortunately, Clean Hands saw my dilemma and suggested we "bust a move" and check out York. Cecilia immediately got all pouty and insisted that I take her mobile number. Bullet dodged. Fine bunda or not, I am just not that into African girls.
Down the street at York it was the usual United Nations. Africans over here, Russians over there, Indians just further on and Chinese everywhere. Sort of like a metaphor for life in the modern world I suppose. After making the tour around the room, we settled in with a few Russian girls named Julietta, Elena and Tanya and chatted a while. While Elena and Tanya were nothing special, Julietta was gorgeous. Probably the best looking girl in the bar I would say. Pale skin, high cheekbones and bright blonde hair. Really striking. Clean Hands went in like a cruise missile and got down to negotiations while I chatted up the ugly sisters. I will leave it to Clean Hands to tell you about what happened next with Julietta but suffice it to say that I left York about a few hours later empty handed. I was crashing and the jet lag was starting to taking its toll. It was time to go.
Heading back to the hotel, I walked past the Popeye's Chicken place at Burjuman Metro stop, got a whiff of that greasy goodness and was immediately hungry. After an order of nuggets, chips and a coke, I must have perked up because I was now texting Cecilia to see if she was busy. Big surprise. She was not. So within 20 minutes we were at my hotel which, I learned, is only SORT OF girl friendly as they wanted Cecelia to leave her passport at the front desk and charge me AED 150 for the extra visitor. Outrageous. But WTF, I was committed at that point and paid the fee.
Back in the room, Cecilia was all action. We showered together and played soapy-hands-grab-ass for a while. She MUST have been into me because she did not put up any kind of fuss as I explored her holes with my soapy hands in the shower. I had been to a beach resort for a week in November and spent quite a bit of time in the sun. She kept on slapping my "white ass" making fun of the tan lines.
In bed she was a firecracker. Excellent BBBJ skills. She somehow went from the classic submissive BJ position to 69 without taking her lips off of Jake Jr. One minute I had her by the ears and the next minute she's got her pussy in my face. Nimble girl. We tried a few positions and settled on mish. There was no way I was going to pop any other way considering my already fatigued state and the BBBJ from Maria earlier in the evening.
Five minutes of cuddling and I kicked her out. I needed sleep. We had negotiated AED 400 for a few hours. She stayed two and a half and wanted AED 500. I relented. I'm such a pussy when I'm tired.
FOOTNOTE: For a guy who does not normally like African girls, I have ended up with two in as many months. This is a disturbing pattern which I can only attribute to the lack of CIS girls in the places I have been frequenting. I keep saying it but I need to check out Moscow and Hyatt Regency. "Hey, Clean Hands. Stop taking me to YORK! Ha, ha, ha.
Happy New Year to all you ISG fellows!
Minor celebrity. I'm offended
[QUOTE=Jake993;1822201]About 22:00, CleanHands and myself arrived at Imperial Suites.
BTW it's worth mentioning that our friend CleanHands seems to be a minor celebrity in this part of town because not one single security dude has ever charged me an entry fee while I was I his company. Kudos.
... Five minutes of cuddling and I kicked her out. I needed sleep. We had negotiated AED 400 for a few hours. She stayed two and a half and wanted AED 500. I relented. I'm such a pussy when I'm tired.
FOOTNOTE: For a guy who does not normally like African girls, I have ended up with two in as many months.
This is a disturbing pattern which I can only attribute to the lack of CIS girls in the places I have been frequenting.
I keep saying it but I need to check out Moscow and Hyatt Regency. "Hey, CleanHands. Stop taking me to YORK! Ha, ha, ha.
Happy New Year to all you ISG fellows![/QUOTE]Jake,
Your report made me chuckle. Just what I needed, man!
As I mentioned in our emails, I happened to enjoy a few nights with both Lucy and Cecila from Imperial. Both are young Naomi Campbell twins- triplets?
When you go black. You never go back. But I've never convinced WR, the King of Filis. Yet!
I like all shapes, sizes and colors. Attitude and performance are more important.
I'll report on my big fail with the stunning young blonde Russian you met, and I nearly took to a nearby hotel, in the next few days.
I was stupid enough at 3 am to take an African girl. A rip-off (stop laughing Roger or I'll shag all your Fili GFs in Dubai!
Once they go with me, they will not want you again. .
I have to rush to the airport now to save Bizzie's life (see his in-flight report in the "General Thread" of a near heart-attack).
I hope it doesn't require mouth to mouth resuscitation. He's not my type.