All's quiet in the Beirut sex front
This forum is pathetic. In a town with some of the best pussy ever seen on each street corner, it's unbelievable that a few good men won't stand up and report on the dirty deeds that give them pleasure in Beirut!
I travel to Beirut for work, usually 4-5 day stops at a time, lately (and for the next few months) about once a month. I have a packed work schedule because of the project I am running (and cleaning up messes in the Beirut office takes up most of my time) but I try to plan well to hit up a as many different fun-stops while here as possible. I think I've done pretty well.
I do here acknowledge the good resources offered by RB, DR, and many others here. Most of what I will be saying below is due to information gleaned from here.
My MO is to look first for incall options, whether Lebanese or foreign. The reason for this is that my hotel is a high-end but somewhat smaller / quieter place, where I am known to most of the employees by name. Business colleagues sometimes also stay at the same hotel. I don't wish to gain a reputation for bringing ladies back with me at night, much less having working girls delivered up through the lobby. Not that this place has a problem with such activity, it's just that tongues do wag from time to time, and all it takes is for one rumor to pick up for your reputation to suffer. A work colleague of mine once had outcall delivered to his hotel in the UK (the UK, for fuck's sake, not like it was Saudi Arabia!) and a friend who works in our travel office ended up hearing about it through gossip that started at the hotel reception and ended up at the water coolers in our office. I offer this story as a warning to all. I only partake of hotel outcall if I booked the room myself, if it's a place I don't often travel to, and if there is no reason for anyone in the hotel to have a relationship with anyone else at my work. Keep it anonymous. Be smart. Everyone is jealous of a man who is successful and who fucks several women per week, and will do anything they can to take him down.
But I digress. In the last three visits to Beirut I have done the following in pursuit of the honey trap: I have fucked 5 incall women in hotels or residences (all in or near Hamra, close to my hotel, two of them twice) , and I have fucked 2 women in Maamaltein by going there in the mid-afternoon and taking a room at the hotel for a couple of hours (both were rather below-average experiences and I may not repeat, although it was sociologically an interesting experience). I have found two online girlfriends via social networking sites who have I had dinner / drinks with, and then have gone back to their apartments for a night of debauchery. Yes, the math means, that between my work, I am usually managing to fuck two women per day in Beirut. Are the rest of you too busy pulling on your puds to the memory of the hot girls in the bars in Jemmayze to get out and give me some competition? The dinner dates of course take more time, but the outcall appointments are fairly easy to arrange and I usually fit them in coming home from work, or between meetings. It's not easy to manage, but I live in the US midwest in a pathetic city with little by way of exotic pleasures, so I fill in my travels with heavy fucking. AMPs are for losers. Dry fucking puritanism.
Now, to be sure, my experiences in Beirut have varied, but none have been total wastes of time. The best sex has been with one of the incalls (see below) and most interesting experiences have been with my internet dates (I should explain, these are "sugar daddy" type affairs, so there is quid-pro-quo but have entailed in-kind "gifts" rather than cash. The ladies were both Lebanese uni students who had lived abroad before coming back for schooling). Beirut=sex.
And by way of a mini-review: my last incalls during my last trip to Beirut about a week ago were provided by a certain Lola, who was advertised in Angel-G and other websites. She was in a conveniently located hotel, in a quiet room at the end of the hall (good planning) , and answered the door the first time in bra and panties, the second time just in a bathrobe. Early 20s, Blondish Ukrainian, about 5'6" or so, with a curvy but not at all fat body. Very nice white skin. Funny sense of humor. Her natural tits were incredible in size and shape. I'm not much of a tit-man, usually prefer small handfuls, but she could have converted me to larger cupsizes. Both times I dropped off my bag, jumped in the shower and came out naked with an erection. The bizarre thing about Lola was that she made little effort to speak English to me, instead offering a stream of Ukranian from the moment I entered, unconcerned about the fact that I had no fucking idea what she was saying. Occasionally she would reply to a question in English, but then would finish up with a paragraph in Ukrainian. I found it hilarious and brilliant, I loved her spirit for just expressing herself in her own mother tongue. I know a few words of Russian and she was amused by my attempts to recite Pushkin in the original. Speaking of tongues, her oral was incredible. Deep throating is one of my favorite things, and she was superbly talented here. The first time we just did it vanilla with me on my back and her on top. The second visit I pushed things a little (but she was eager to go along) and had her lying on the bed with her head on the edge, slobbering as my cock pushed into her throat. Great stuff.
The first time I saw her, something odd happened. She began dry humping me with her panties on. I love this, and I could tell it was getting her hot. Then I pulled her panties down to get a finger in, so she just stripped them off, and then climbed on and continued to rub herself on my erect member. I was in the usual conundrum: this seemed to fly against all STD prevention advice, but felt so good. Her velvety pussy lips sliding against my bare cock, I could even feel her wetness. But then I snapped out of the trance and dove for the condom, putting it on and sliding in. I loved this girl because she was definitely into it, made fun of me for not fucking her hard enough, and so when I amped it up, she started moaning so loud I was worried we would have the hotel reception calling us. We tried out mish, doggy, RCG, lazy doggy other odd medial positions, and a couple of standing positions over the two times. The first visit I nutted inside her (covered of course) but the second time she agreed to CIM, and let a bit of the cum dribble down her lips as she smiled. Both times she rallied me for seconds and finished me orally. Total pornstar.
What's too bad is that by the time I return to Beirut she will no longer be there. But if other members of this forum are there during her next visit (she said she had been in Beirut before and will probably come again) , they should make haste to see her. Gem in the dust.
Ok. This is just to shake it up here. I will be back in Beirut in about 3 weeks and hope to read many new adventures here. Because Beirut is a city where sex is all around.
KingVidor