Dubai - the highs, the lows.
So, I'm in Dubai a couple of days ago and call up my regular girl (Call her "L") for some afternoon fun. She answers the phone and I tell her to get her buns over here pronto. She says she has to call a friend first before she can come. Okay, I say. Don't be long.
During this time I make a run down to the local pharmacy for some Cialis. I decided to give it a try as the blue pills tended to give me a severe headache. DH196 for 4 pills.
I get back to the hotel and she still hasn't arrived. I give her a call as the Cialis is starting to kick in and I'm tired of waiting. Apparently, she is waiting down stairs and I have to come and get her! Okay, so I start doing some deep breathing exercises and think of Rosie O'Donnel in a thong to counteract the Cialis. That did the trick, so I run down stairs to get her.
I go outside only to discover the friend L was calling was there with her! A rather pleasant looking PRC girl, much to my delight (call her "F"). So, I bring L up to the room with the friend tagging along behind. She seems rather hesitant to come into the room, but L says she is just shy. I tell her not to worry and she comes into the room, but hides in the washroom. I'm rather confused at this point as to what her purpose is in coming with L to my room. I'm very interested in making this a full threesome seeing that L and myself are undressed and getting hot and heavy, but I don't know how to say it without hurting L's feelings (which I would avoid if at all possible). Luckily, L mentions that F won't be in the room at the same time as L, but will take over for her once we've finished round 1. So, while I'm anticipating things to cum(come), L and I work out my frustrations in our usual manner.
The one thing about L is that she won't leave Mr. Happy alone. Even as we finish she is trying to make him go again. I know some must think I'm complaining, I'm not, but I do need a few minutes to recuperate to perform for the next round satisfactory. This time she jumps up and runs to the washroom for F to take over. I felt like I was in a tag-team wrestling match without a partner to tag into the ring while I catch my breath! Geebus!
Unfortunately, F is on the rag and won't take off her jeans, but she has the nicest, fullest natural breasts I've ever seen. A natural 'D' while still being perky. Ooh, Mama! She was ~5'8' tall and slim. Her face wasn't the best, but she wasn't by any means ugly. A body belonging to a 9 with a 6 face. She said she was 23. Now L had said she was new, only being a week in Dubai, which was why she was nervous. But her performance led me to believe she had a bit more experience than just a weeks worth. She performed a russian like a champ and her mouth action was pretty good. I put her through her paces, as I took quite a while to pop the second time. It would have been better had I had a chance to rest before tackling her. Once we were done, I talked to L some more. She said the next time I'm in Dubai to call F. I could still call her (L) if I wanted, but she wanted to make sure F was treated right. She started to get a little misty eyed when we were talking about this. I initially chalked it up to L and I having a relationship that went back over a year (a reason I haven't posted since the first time I was with her). Yet, I wondered why she was directing me to this girl who was quite a bit younger than her. L is in her early thirties from what I can tell. Now I'm wondering if they are related some way. Could she be a sister? Or, heaven forbid, a daughter! Eek!
So, I'm torn. Call L and get the exceptional service I usually get from her, or call F and get that amazing young body? Life is nothing but full of tribulations. Hehe.
So, later that night, I'm waiting for my cab to return (I left my PDA in the damn thing when I got out and he drove off before I noticed it was missing. After calling around we found the correct cab driver, he searched the car, found it, and returned it! I gave him 100DH as a thank you for being so honest), when I see "K" in the cab waiting area. I stopped seeing her over a year ago because her service started to drop and she always seemed to smell like celery (yeah, weird, I know). I should say I did see her once in September when L was across town and K was in the Lobby of the hotel waiting for a no show. She grabbed my arm and said to take her. Well, I caved into her request because I was horny and took her to my room. Mistake! During our activities the condom broke just before I popped without either of us realizing it. Needless to say, I jumped into the shower and scrubbed down and then used half a bottle of hand sanitizer to make sure as much as possible that I killed off any germs, bacteria, or virui. She wasn't so pleased about it, either. Her biggest concern was if I had been with any Africans. Apparently, they all carry HIV. Well, I hadn't and I get regularly tested for HIV, so she seemed satisfied.
Which takes me back to the recent past when I see her in the parking lot. She wants to know how can she tell if she is pregnant?! Uh, yeah... Like I know! She says she is late, which never happens to her, and she is wondering if she is pregnant. So, I'm kind of freaked out by this (more by the matter of fact way she is saying it than anything else). I suggest a pregnancy test? Duh. She says a friend is getting her one. Now I don't know why she can't walk down to the pharmacy like I did earlier in the day, but what can I say. I ask her is she needs any help? She says no. She can get rid of it, if that is the case. Nexts she asks me if I want to take her to my room! Hey, lady, I don't have that much Cialis given that I've already popped twice in one day, almost lost an expensive PDA, and been told that some hooker I've picked up in Dubai may be carrying my baby! Okay, uh, no, I don't think so!
What a day!
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Delayed post: Eid and another night in Baraha after York.
Indelibly etched in my mind:
a nubile, stark naked, Ghanaian standing next to me with her smoothly shaved pussy inches from my face. In bed on the other side of me is the WG with ‘fuck-me’ eyes and hot body that I had picked up a few hours earlier, also Ghanaian and room-mate of the nubile.
Taking a break from the ‘customers’ resting in her curtained off bed, nubile came over to us at fuck-me eyes’ behest. She’d shouted just a minute, I’ll cover up”. I called back not to bother as I’d seen it all before – and joy of joys she arrived nude and the urge to tumble her there and then was abated by the presence of nubile’s two customers who were waiting for the next round – Oh! and that of 'fuck-me eyes', my companion for the night.
Nubile returned straight back to the action with her punters, I got back to some more frantic shagging and the quite guy in the other curtained-off bed started up with the third Ghanaian. There were beds creaking and squeaking like an Ikea testing facility on overtime. Occasionally Nubile would shout out in pain, “are you trying to kill me?” I could only imagine what those two guys were doing to her. Long after my 3rd tumble, I could still hear these guys stuffing nubile and were now taking it in turns. It was relentless. I found it hard to reconcile such a gorgeous looking babe with the punishment that she seemed to be readily accepting.
When the guys came out for a cigarette break, one of them sat on the end of our bed through the curtains. He resembled an Albanian peasant with a dirty looking craggy face. His friend looked considerably more weathered. It turned out they were Turkish labourers who had obviously saved up for a shag but found that only the collective contents of their piggy banks would reward them with the object of their desire. Boy, did they get their money’s worth!
For only the second time ever, I cut short the all-night deal: No matter how much I love my hobby, when there is a gaping hole in the hoezone layer and he has no more beans left to blow, a man still has to sleep at night – and that’s something that I didn’t feel like doing in that particular smoke filled hole of debauchery.
Delayed post: Eid and yet another night in Baraha,this time after Imperial Suites
I'd been avoiding Imperial Suites (Stayin' Alive) for quite some time now. There are a couple of girls there who have staked a claim in my right to choose. Running the risk of contradicting certain ISG members, being a nice guy is over-rated and can get you into all sorts of shit. Well as cute as they are, I would just have to deal with any confrontation that might arise and so once more, I surrendered to the call of Imperial: more compact and harder to shake off previous rapports than York -but still immense fun.
Newly tarted up and in spite of the increased entrance fee to dhs75, Stayin' Alive hasn't lost any of its appeal: Packed to the gunnels with molten hot babes, of which many are African, yummy! I was being molested by a pair of pushy Africans (I love pushy Africans) who were very much getting me into the swing of things when I saw one of the Nigerians who had previously staked a claim in me. I immediately moved on, which meant distancing myself from the pushy funsters but then Nigerian girl caught my eye.
I couldn’t escape so I went over to say hello – she replied “I recognise your face, what’s your name?”. Damn! I thought. How could I have over-estimated my own importance when she couldn’t even remember who I was’. Should have been sneakier and just ignored her to pick up where I left off with the funsters. As it was, she looked very good and we ended up in her room, sipping my favourite vintage of ‘entre deux legs’ and humping till dawn. As I was part of her loyalty programme, she agreed to AED400.
The major difference now, compared to when I was resident, is that before I would have just taken a situation like the above in my stride and come back 2 to 3 weeks later to complete any unfinished business. Now my trips from Bahrain are few and far between so it’s weekends only and 3-days back-to-back of solid mongering each trip. I could never relate to why visiting punters mongered every single night of their visit - Sadly, I now know – and it is far from ideal for a guy who needs to be in good form during his trip. Residents beware: Make hay while the sun shines at your leisure. When your time is finally up, the alternative will be punishing
Saturday Night Scout Report
No action, just a status report on some Bur Dubai bars.
[b]Jockey’s 8:15 – 9:45[/b]
Jockeys is looking up, if like me, you like PRCs. The CIS selection was limited and I didn’t spot any Africans. If I had been looking to pull there were around five PRC’s worthy of consideration. Several stopped for a chat and one raised her stock somewhat by showing a good sense of humour. As always the best does not cold call, nice face, sitting quietly on a stool showing off her impressive rack in a low cut dress, a case of “if the mountains won’t come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the mountains”.
I needed to eat so I went across the road
[b]Music room 9:46 – 9:55[/b]
Dolly from the Flipside band has had a make over and was looking quite good in a podgy sort of way, but who ever told these singers that it’s sexy to wear boots with black knee length socks showing over the top of the boots. What they need is a pair of fishnets!
The Rock Spiders were the same as ever, “Blondie” sill still looking tired and Mel clowning around.
Two ancient CIS T54s were giving me the eye, frightening! Apart from these and another [i]slightly[/i] younger pair of CIS I did not see any P4P potential. I had originally intended going home from here, but decided – Seaview.
[b]Seaview 10:00 – 11:15 [/b]
WG very sparse! Just two or three PRC’s when I arrived. Later a couple more arrived. I spotted a head turning, elegant, well dressed oriental girl who I assumed was PRC but it became clear she was a ‘Stani when she joined Kyrgyz Dancer’s group. Later half a dozen PI girls turned up, the only PI head turner seemed to be occupied.
Despite the apparently poor M/F ratio there it appeared that most of they guys were, like me, there for the band. For me, the Kyrgyz were the best of the bunch.
Mr Premature Lyrics was in action but [i] relatively[/i] restrained and sober he limited his excesses to “American Pie” he had a girl in tow, looking good in mini skirt and boots.
I don’t think the band has adjusted to Joanne’s departure yet, but they were on good form. The new girl looks pretty enough but still a bit lost, when she sang lead vocals it was clear her voice was very light weight compared to Joanne, she certainly will not be singing Black Dog! – and she was wearing boots and socks!! . “The podgy one” seems to have lost a bit of weight and changed her hair and was looking quite good, while the “Other One” seem to be taking a more central role, maybe inspired by her “Internet Star” status.
Seaview band and Mr Premature
[QUOTE=Barcrawler][b]Seaview 10:00 – 11:15 [/b]
WG very sparse! Just two or three PRC’s when I arrived. Later a couple more arrived. I spotted a head turning, elegant, well dressed oriental girl who I assumed was PRC but it became clear she was a ‘Stani when she joined Kyrgyz Dancer’s group. Later half a dozen PI girls turned up, the only PI head turner seemed to be occupied.
Despite the apparently poor M/F ratio there it appeared that most of they guys were, like me, there for the band. For me, the Kyrgyz were the best of the bunch.
Mr Premature Lyrics was in action but [i] relatively[/i] restrained and sober he limited his excesses to “American Pie” he had a girl in tow, looking good in mini skirt and boots.
I don’t think the band has adjusted to Joanne’s departure yet, but they were on good form. The new girl looks pretty enough but still a bit lost, when she sang lead vocals it was clear her voice was very light weight compared to Joanne, she certainly will not be singing Black Dog! – and she was wearing boots and socks!! . “The podgy one” seems to have lost a bit of weight and changed her hair and was looking quite good, while the “Other One” seem to be taking a more central role, maybe inspired by her “Internet Star” status.[/QUOTE]In my opinion Mr. Premature Lyrics is an accident waiting to happen - our American friends might describe him as 'postal'.
As regards the new girl, I agree, but in her defense she's an R/B singer getting used to a rock band, so I'll give her some time...
Black Dog is now being done by Donna by the way - lets call her "the fourth one" - and she does it far better than Joanne ever did I'm afraid.
As a regular Seaview attendee and (I believe like Barcrawler) non-mongering observer, I would suggest that Seaview is a very good place to hunt. Forget the M/F ratio. The amount of times there are multiple CIS/PRC/PI wgs available after 2am astounds me, and were I ever to partake, I would class some of them in the 8-9 range.
BC we'll have to meet up one of these days..
All the best!
