Jakarta

When I think about Jakarta and sex, Classic Hotel and Travel Hotel are the venues I most associate with the city. It's not because they are the best places I have visited there (far from it). But their model feels so distinctive, so unique to Jakarta, in how affordable they are, the glitziness, the entertainment (singers, nude dancers, pool tables), the large numbers and the profile of the girls (cute and / or young). I've seen venues with similar elements in other places around the world, but these "couch brothels" as I have seen them called just scream "Jakarta" to me.

I've made them regular stops on my trips to Jakarta, although honestly the experiences have been uneven. I was a real Classic glutton on my August 2013 Asian sex tour, visiting on back to back nights and doing eight girls, two threesomes each night. At around R550,000 (I forget the exact price) for taking two girls together, it was value that could not be ignored. But it is revealing that I know the names of the girls I fucked (Flora & Manda, Sophie & Mitra, Nancy & Ik, and Dida & Adel), but have zero recollection of what they looked like or how the sex was.

In April 2014 I returned to Classic. I stopped up at the fifth floor but spent my money down at second floor Terminal, whose atmosphere (and occasional nude dancers) I preferred. Sex-wise, I had an unremarkable threesome with a pair of girls, Febu from Bandung and Ekka from Surabaya.

This January trip I came back for more, partly for the convenience. I took the metro one stop from Mangga Besar to Sawah Bessar and made the short walk over to the hotel. Choosing the second floor club as usual, on this latest visit, for a change, I did not opt for a threesome. I bounced from the territory of one mamasan to the next, sending back a couple of girls summoned to me. But one mama called over a tall cutie who easily stood out among the many average looking girls on the couches.

Eena looked fantastic, was attentive, and spoke very good English: a perfect courtesan. But while attentive to her client, she rebuffed my attempts to create a passionate mood. She agreed to my request to go down on her, but soon told me that she had to service me, and held firm on playing that role rather than let me do the same to her. So as far as a fuck with a sweet young thing goes it was fine, but not the kind of "getting swept away" sex I prefer.

Hotel Travel featured as part of my travel plans in August 2013. One of the reasons I like staying at the Astika Hotel on Mangga Besar is that it is literally around the corner from Travel (although that rationale is diminishing, as you will read). I dedicated one night's entertainment to Travel on that trip, doing a threesome with Dicha and Tira (the price was a bit steeper than at Classic) and then a session with a girl named Susan. You guessed it: my mind is a blank slate about those experiences. In April 2014 I didn't even make it over to Travel.

This January I had planned to make it a regular afternoon stop, a place for a quick afternoon shag after an after-lunch nap, but before the main activities of the night. I never did get around to doing this, however. But one late night after enjoying myself at Kota Indah's LA Bar, I rejected my body's advice to go to sleep and strolled from my hotel to Travel, ignoring the many taxi drivers calling out "girls! You want a girl?" as I walked around the block to Hotel Travel. I soon revived, but knew I had little time to linger, as it was after 1 AM and the place closed at 3. I was here definitively for the R525,000 threesome deal.

The mamas brought over a few girls but Indecisiveness haunted me, so I eventually settled on one tallish slender girl I had already dismissed. I asked for the mama to bring us another, and she paired Eesa up with her friend Layna, who had a nice booty on her. I knew that this would have a dynamic of its own, but wasn't sure what it would be.

Once in the room one of them turned the TV on right away and I knew that this would not exactly passionate, especially given the late hour. My acceptance of the situation helped. While the girls were workmanlike, they did put in a good effort. Eesa especially took a pounding in doggy, her head over the edge of the bed, as I thrust hard to finally achieve another cum for the day. Their chatting with each other in Bahasa did not bother me since they did show some good humor as the mood seemed to lighten more after the sex than before or during, strangely enough. But overall it turned out to be a pretty good session, all things considered. I can't see myself giving up on Travel and Classic altogether, since I plan to continue to base myself in Mangga Besar. But it will probably continue being a matter of a once-a-trip visit, for old times' sake (and the cheap sex).

The big find on my April 2014 trip was Compleks Kota Indah. A fellow mongerer on the board from back home who spent some time living in Jakarta had recommended this handful of bars off Jl Pangeran Jakayakarta to me. It's very much a local place; I've only seen a couple of bules there. That's the story for almost all the places in North Jakarta, but the other venue I visited with this kind of local flavor was Bintang Mawar on a side street just west of Loksari Plaza, but that bar held my attention only the length of a drink, as it was too dark to assess the girls (they were ok), and the price seemed high, though I forget how much I was quoted.

As for Kota Indah, first impressions are not appealing as the complex is dark and largely derelict as you enter, resembling a movie set for a battle between street gangs. Once you get to the bottom of the you-shaped alley, though, it becomes lively with brightly lit bar signs, some convenience stores and street food stalls, and people milling about. The bars all have basically the same set-up, a central bar with booths and tables around the walls, a small stage with stripper poles and dj booth, a fishbowl, with rooms upstairs on a couple of floors. While not the height of luxury and pretty small, the rooms were always quite clean with working air conditioners (sometimes too strong), and with an attached shower cubicle with hot water.

I spent a couple of days circulating at the bars at Kota Indah. I never did take a girl from the fishbowl at MTR2, and at the most local bar I saw at the kompleks (on the "arm" of the you that does not have Royal, Sari, and LA Bar), a cutie recoiled when the mamasan asked her to greet me, a bule, so I just left.

My first session at Kota Indah was at Royal, with a girl who wasn't wearing a dress like the rest of the girls, but she looked so amazing with a round ass squeezed into super tight jeans, and a tight top showing off cleavage. Susan was friendly, but the sex not very passionate as she did not kiss, but fucking this hottie was worth it.

At the opposite end of the spectrum, at Sari the mamasan plucked a tiny girl out of the fishbowl for me. (In general the mamasans and papasans at the Kota Indah bars made great selections for me. Sometimes I had to throw one back, but usually I was set up very well.) Farah from Sunda was one of the smallest girls I ever had sex with, but she had no qualms about taking my cock into her tight pussy, whether I was over her in missionary or she on top riding me cowgirl. She was a real sweetie, and on my return session I had stomach issues and so for much of the time we just lay there in each other's arms, which I enjoyed very much.

But the highlights materialized at LA Bar. I liked the look of the girls there and the mamasans and papasans were friendly. One quickly pulled a girl out of the fishbowl for me, a lithe beauty named Adele (aka Flora). Up in the room it was instant passion. We immediately embraced and kissed with intensity, and soon we were stripping off each others' clothing. There was no pre-session shower this time; I quickly pulled down her frilly white lace panties and began to lick her wet pussy with abandon, and she inhaled my dick as we switched into a 69. Adele sensually rode me in cowgirl, bending down to kiss me, as I grabbed her ass cheeks and bounced her up and down on me. The rest of the hour followed in the same vein.

I returned to L. A. Bar the next afternoon to see Adele. After one sweaty hour our desire wasn't yet extinguished, so I opted for a second. I couldn't get enough of Adele / Flora, and so I told her I wanted to see her again. When she asked where I was staying I invited her over after her shift. Alas, it was not meant to be, as she never showed up at Sparks Hotel that night. Fortunately, I had Stadium within walking distance; see more about that in my next post.

I returned two days later to try to find Adele / Flora only to learn that she was off due to the arrival of her period. But again the staff at L. A. Bar did not let me down. The mamasan selected a gem for me, a seventeen year-old who was slender but had the most perfectly round, firm, natural boobs I have ever experienced on an Asian. Belying her limited life experience, Imelda was a very skilled lover and quite friendly. I really focused on her breasts, grasping them as I pumped her doggy, or when she was in top bouncing on my dick. I was disappointed that I was unable to find her available the following day.

History repeated itself on my Jakarta trip this January, with another fantastic time at Kota Indah, specifically LA Bar. I believe that a prime mongering venue is not like a supermarket for sex; it also needs to be a fun place, with some spirit. LA Bar definitely fit the bill, with topless and sometimes partially bottomless nubile girls having fun dancing and laughing on stage, plus some entertaining local characters among the audience, a pounding beat that didn't deafen you, and a good old fashioned party atmosphere. This wasn't entirely missing from the other IK bars, but LA Bar had it the most and was my favorite. And I preferred the atmosphere there to Classic and travel and other venues as well.

The staff at LA Bar again succeeded in finding me an excellent companion. I declined the first one or two they presented, but when smiley Rosa came out of the fishbowl to greet me II knew she was the one. As we greeted each other this petite girl kind of melted into me, and I could tell right away it was a comfortable fit.

From the start Rosa's playfulness shone through. Her teasing, served up with a sexy smile, transitioned into very sensual kissing and caresses, and licks applied to my nipples and regions further south that made me tremble with pleasure. Rosa wrapped her lips around my cock with relish and skill, a scene I watched closely in the large bedside mirror. My own mouth had its own share of activity, kissing and sucking what were a surprisingly full set of boobs on such a slender girl. My tongue grew busier as I laid her back to lick her pussy, tweaking her nipples as she squired and moaned.

Having exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meet again, the next day Rosa sent me sweet but creatively-spelled text messages, and after a visit to Classic I let her know I was coming. Once I got to LA Bar Rosa greeted me with a huge smile. Our session again started with a soapy dick wash in the shower, and got only better from there. I soon knew that I would be extending beyond the first hour, and we had two hours together of delicious sex. A fantastic value at R305,000 per hour (plus a tip of 50,000 at the end).

I had told Rosa that I would return the next afternoon, my last in Jakarta, for one last encounter before heading to the airport. Irritatingly, she was about a half hour late; when I arrived and asked for Rosa the mamasan on duty called her at home to summon her. The dwindling time before I had to leave made me nervous, and so I couldn't enjoy the session like I had anticipated. This wasn't Rosa's fault in her performance, since she pulled out all the tricks up her sleeve to get me aroused and performing. Even with a disappointing last session, I still appreciated having another one of these multi-day mini-flings, as with Erna at Berlian, and especially one where the girl was so lighthearted like Rosa.

Raucous bars filled with music and value-rate ceweks are fun, but so is being pampered. So on every Jakarta trip I try to fit in a real spa, and sometimes one of the higher end venues despite the expense. In August 2013 I stuck to someplace very convenient, Oasis spa, just steps away from my hotel on Mangga Besar. The big banner advertising a special on the occasion of a recent renovation drew me in, as did the over-the-top Egyptian pharaonic sculptures on the building. This was not a plush place; the pool and sauna and other wellness areas resembled an urban YMCA. The room for the main activities was very large and pretty nice though.

I had selected my masseuse, Nuri, as she had entered the selection lounge. She was in her 30's but attractive and curvy, which made for a good body-to-body slide. The sexiness was tempered a bit however by the shower cap that covered her long, silky hair. After the massage part she put a condom on me and began to ride me cowgirl. Between that and the warm bath afterward the experience was pleasant, but not as erotic as I had hoped.

On my spring 2014 trip my stay at Sparks Hotel in Mangga Besar was partly predicated on having a sexy spa experience. I had read about their spa's theme rooms with the massage girls dressing up and role playing as nurses, schoolgirls, etc. Of course, when I inquired about this in April last year I was told that they no longer did this, and the in-room "massage" option was also problematic for some reason. Sparks Hotel was ok, mostly for its big breakfast, but without his fun factor I didn't think that much of the place (my room was either freezing or stuffy, no in-between a / see levels), and stayed at nearby Astika, my old standby, on my latest trip.

I made one spa visit last April, to Illigals, which definitely lived up to its reputation in terms of high-standard facilities, very plush. I was tired and planning a later visit to Stadium that night, so I had a massage but did not choose a girl from the lineup for sex. The selection was fine but not spectacular for the 700,000+ rate. I was offered extras or even full service by my busty masseuse, but she quoted some crazy price so I declined. Illigals' location is ideal for Mangga Besar, so I will probably check it out again next time.

Alexis was to be my big splurge on last year's trip. It had been my first Jakarta mongering experience in 2009, though the service from a local girl was underwhelming. This time, I had to check off from my bucket list the Chinese red rope / helicopter massage service I had read about. I inquired at reception as I entered and was directed to the fifth floor, where a papasan in a smart suit ushered me into a classy, modern Asian bedroom; it had minimalist elements (mattress on the floor) with a luxurious feel to it.

The lineup of girls presented for my choosing also impressed, full of young alabaster-skinned beauties. There was no way to go wrong given their good looks, but this made for a difficult choice, so I went with the one girl, who flashed me the best smile. Sofia was sexy but as I find with so many Chinese girls, there's less there once the pretty dress is off. Smaller boobs, a body that's fit but not super sexy. That theme continued for the whole experience: less than I expected. First her showering me up hit all the hygiene points but didn't have much sex appear. The standard Chinese sauna act. Cat bath, etc. - was fine but nothing on what I had gotten in Macau in the past.

And then the red rope "helicopter massage," that I had anticipated for so long as an ancient Oriental technique to bring me to ecstasy. Well, not quite. I had to remind Sofia to do it, for one thing. She started with putting a condom on me, another bad sign. It undeniably impressed me to see Sofia pull herself up on the red ropes above the bed, turn upside down, engulf my dick, and spiral around. Athletically it was a fine move, but her newness to this was clear in the erotic sense; it just wasn't very sexy. And the condom definitely did not help matters any.

The red rope act over, we moved onto sex, where Sofia was especially poor. Her movements when riding in cowgirl didn't do much for me, and in missionary she verged on the starfish. I eventually did pump out a load. Afterward as I laid back to watch some TV to take advantage of the fancy room Sofia's energy returned. She climbed astride me and began to hop up and down more to be playful in an immature way than to arouse me again. Because it was very annoying and uncomfortable, definitely not arousing.

I got her to stop and our time was soon over. After I cleaned up that is when the most eventful parts of the visit started. Sofia's performance had bothered me, and I definitely felt I had not gotten value for the very high R2,400,000 I paid upon entry. So when Sofia asked for a tip as we were about the exit the room, I brushed her off, saying something like "later, later. " Well, when I declined to sign to my credit card a tip for her when asked at reception, they asked me to wait there. Sofia came to the reception desk, hysterical that I was not tipping her. This got me furious, given that I was disappointed in the session. The papasan begged me to give anything, so I handed him R100,000 for her.

I acknowledge my fault there: I should have just tipped her as leaving instead of brushing it off; in another context with proper language skills I probably would have told her plainly that I was not happy and not tipping for that reason. I understand the loss of face for her, and should have avoided an incident. But in my opinion, at the prices they charged, anything short of exceptional service was unacceptable.

Going into my January trip I wanted to set aside some time for a spa experience, and for a while had wanted to check out Emporium. Within walking distance from Sawah Besar metro station, it was easy to get to. A bonus for the location was the good warnungs and other food vendors on Jl Pecenongan. I ended up eating twice at one place that served outstanding babi (pork) satay.

While not so large from the outside, Emporium had an ornate Victorian look that would have been appropriate for a 19th century brothel. This appearance gave way to 21st century club decor inside. The look of the 30 ish year old mamasan who greeted me also impressed me. She sat with me on a couch while I perused the selection of girls on the couches on one side of the room, of a clearly higher caliber than at Classic or Travel.

I picked a tall, slender girl named Keiko, and she took my arm to lead me to the changing room. As in a Macau sauna, the attendants took my shoes and robed me after I undressed at my locker, and after I showered Keiko emerged to escort me to the pool in the wellness area. Like I experienced at Alexis years ago on my first Jakarta trip, at Emporium your chosen girl will spend up to half an hour with you in the pool, and the couple will then proceed to the room.

Keiko took my robe and hung it up and then slipped out of her own robe, revealing her gorgeous, lithe, long body clad only in a small bikini. She sat me on a submerged bench at one end of the pool and then settled in front of me between my legs. With a cold compress she wiped down the beads of perspiration brought on by both the steamy hot water and the steamy hot babe in front of me, she leaned in to rub her delicate bikini clad breasts against my chest and massaged my cock through my shorts. I enjoyed the rest of the view too as other bikini girls entered the pool with their men. This pool program may come at the expense of a longer program in the room, but to me it's totally worth it, a true indulgence.

The pleasure did not end in the pool, however. When finished Keiko led me to a room, and as I had already showered I had the chance to lie back on the bed and watch Keiko slip out of her robe and discard her bikini and step naked into the shower, where I had a lovely view of her soaping herself through a glass wall. The optics throughout this session thrilled me. Once dried off, Keiko crawled onto the bed to administer a sensual cat-bath. She eventually brought her tongue to my dick and began a slow blow job, intensified by her feline eyes looking into mine and the sight of her body sprawled on the bed, cute ass cheeks on display.

I spent much of the rest of our session looking over at the mirrored wall across from the bed, watching Keiko's slender young body cleaved to mine. Rising over her in missionary, I approached the first penetration like I was opening a jewel box. She snapped me back to reality by sliding a condom on my dick, something I had been ready to dispense with. Keiko in turn climbed on top to ride me and then flipped her over to take her from behind. I give her credit for her skill at her profession; while not passionate (only the lightest kisses were on offer), she moved with maximum sensuality.

A couple of days later I had thoughts about heading to the Orchadz Hotel Grand Boutique Spa, where my Jakarta friend had told me they had role playing rooms on offer (something I had sought but but not found at Sparks the year before). As my schedule developed this didn't work out. It was my last full day in Jakarta and I had been at Berlian for a morning session with Erna. Afterward I headed over to Glodok Plaza to pick up some cheap pirated movie DVDs. Last year I had noticed that the mall had a hotel on the upper floors, with a spa; I wanted to see if that meant what I thought it did. The idea of having sex in an electronics mall strangely appealed to me.

At the Golden Crown Hotel spa's reception desk I was asked to sit to wait for a lineup of girls to come out, and I chose one of the six on offer, a generally cute bunch but not spectacular. I chose Tiara, who led me to the room. This was first class quality, but since there were no sauna facilities (or any I was told of), the R725,000 price tag (I tipped 100,000) was really not good value.

The session began with a regular massage, which Tiara performed well. Not very long into it, however, I asked Tiara if she would remove her masseuse uniform and massage me naked. As soon as she took it off it made any ideas of a regular massage disappear, and we began to deep kiss and grope. With her hair pulled up and out of heels Tiara (and naked) Tiara lost a bit of her glamour from the lineup, a little chubbier too. She still appealed to me though, her body, oiled up from contact with me, glistening. I have always been extremely turned on by the notion of a regular massage that morphs into sex, and in Tiara's case the passion was there, in contrast to my session at Oasis in 2013. The session was not perfect: we tried fucking in the hot tub but the water temperature was too hot and the positions we tried awkward. And the massage got me so relaxed that I spent some time dozing (though my tiredness might have been the fault of my activities the night before). I doubt I would make a return visit to Crown, with so many other options, although if DVD buying got me horny enough, maybe I would.

I've gotten to know North Jakarta pretty well over the course of several visit, I think, but had some serious gaps in my mongering record in the city. For a change on this trip I had a contact in the city, a relocated fellow monger from my regular stomping grounds. We met up the evening of my arrival, and he was happy to take me to some places I had never visited.

The first was King's Cross in Kelapa Gading, maybe 20 to 30 minutes away by taxi from my hotel in Mangga Besar (always my temporary home in Jakarta). The King's Cross location surprised me, stationed in what looked like a white collar business park with accounting offices and the like, as well as a branch of MTR club (we looked in after King's Cross but despite the schoolgirl outfits we did not stay at MTR).

King's Cross impressed me. I didn't see any nude dancing that night, but with fine facilities and a nice looking selection of girls on the couches and at tables at the margins of the seating area I had a good feeling about the place. My friend quickly had a girl by his side, but my first selection, at a nearby table, shook her head no to my bule-hood.

This worked out well, since the next girl who caught my eye, in part for the Indian look to her, agreed to come over. While we had few language skills in common, Vita was friendly and we got along well (my friend, who spoke Bahasa, helped with the communication). Between this good humor and a nice thick ass, I was sold on her, paid the R580,000 hourly charge (I tipped 100 K after), and we headed up to the room in a crowded elevator full of mongers and their girls.

I got the feeling that while friendly and playful Vita had a "professional" bent, oriented toward a good service suck and fuck, but little more. But I like to think she soon succumbed to my charms, as she really got into it as I licked her wetter and wetter pussy. Her eyes went wide as I entered her in missionary, and soon we were kissing between thrusts. With her fine ass, pumping her from behind was a joy and by the end of the hour after we came we had worked up a sweat and lay together, smiling. With other places to see I didn't get back to King's Cross again on this trip to see Vita, but wish I had.

Next it was time to break my Blok M cherry. My friend and I headed down there, about a half hour at that hour (about 1 AM) and I got the grand tour, driving by Melawi (still have never been to Maribaya massage) and then onto Jalan Felahatan. We stopped into the's Place for a drink and checked out two nude girls with hot bodies entertaining a bule in the VIP room. We were approached by three plain, thick women proposing fun in the BJ corner but the offer was declined. The main lounge was almost empty of guests, but there were a few girls rotating from table to stage to dance. They were kind of cute but dressed in shorts and t shirts that weren't very sexy. I could see how under the right conditions this place could have a very sexy and fun vibe, but not that night.

We headed over to Top Gun for a look, and then to My Place. We settled in there for a drink. My place was lively, with lots of girls dancing all over. Before this trop I had recently been on the briefest of layovers in Kuala Lumpur and made a non-mongering bar-hop downtown including a drink at the Thai club there, and let me just say that the quality of the freelancers at Blok M paled in comparison to the women offering companionship in KL.

Still, I was here for a reason, and my attention perked up when I saw a pair of slender girls in sexy dresses enter, one in red and the other in yellow. They sat down for a drink near us and I soon approached the one in yellow. Her friend in red spoke English and translated for her friend, who did not. Conversation was minimal between the language gap and the loud techno music. But with the friend to clarify everything I negotiated yellow girl for an overnight at R700,000.

My girl and I and my mongering friend left and got a taxi back to Mangga Besar and dropped him at home. Back at my hotel, my girl began to shrink, or so it seemed. With everything she took off. Her shoes, then her dress, her bra (with its boob padding), this already slight girl got smaller and smaller. I love petite women, but she was just kind of skinny, and the dim lighting at My Place plus my beer goggles had been taken in my her false eyelashes. I don't want to paint this as more than it was, but she was basically kind of plain.

I also had to guide things along and coax her into sex (she started out with the covers pulled over her and panties on), but we eventually got some kissing going and began doing the deed. It was pretty good, and Ii enjoyed her small body as she rode me. But nothing spectacular: the next morning I just let her go without a morning fuck, as I was more interested in not missing the hotel breakfast than having another pop. Which says a lot. But at least I got to add another Jakarta experience; I wonder what I'll try next time.

[QUOTE=FastEddie48;1687139]To Illusionheart.

There are disco in Kota that you can pick up girls after midnight until the morning, I don't think you will like win hotel is a dump Mecure is a much better hotel you can stay at spark hotel is about 55 usd no far from Mecure meter taxi is very cheap in Jarkata most short trip is under 5 usd.

Fast eddie 48.[/QUOTE]Eddie, for the benefit of all members here, can you name some of the specific discos in Jakarta that you recommend for good looking FLs. We went to Royal Crown, and did not like the quality of girls there. X2 Club was great on Saturday for FLs in discos, but weak on Thursday night. We also peeked into Immigrant Club on Friday night, and that did not seem too crazy. So, of all the discos we tried, X2 Club seemed to have the best looking girls. Other beautiful girls were to found at Bats and CJs but these are really upscale hotel bars, not discos.

[QUOTE=IbnButtita;1687583]I've gotten to know North Jakarta pretty well over the course of several visit, I think, but had some serious gaps in my mongering record in the city. For a change on this trip I had a contact in the city, a relocated fellow monger from my regular stomping grounds. We met up the evening of my arrival, and he was happy to take me to some places I had never visited.

The first was King's Cross in Kelapa Gading, maybe 20 to 30 minutes away by taxi from my hotel in Mangga Besar (always my temporary home in Jakarta). The King's Cross location surprised me, stationed in what looked like a white collar business park with accounting offices and the like, as well as a branch of MTR club (we looked in after King's Cross but despite the schoolgirl outfits we did not stay at MTR).

King's Cross impressed me. I didn't see any nude dancing that night, but with fine facilities and a nice looking selection of girls on the couches and at tables at the margins of the seating area I had a good feeling about the place. My friend quickly had a girl by his side, but my first selection, at a nearby table, shook her head no to my bule-hood.

This worked out well, since the next girl who caught my eye, in part for the Indian look to her, agreed to come over. While we had few language skills in common, Vita was friendly and we got along well (my friend, who spoke Bahasa, helped with the communication). Between this good humor and a nice thick ass, I was sold on her, paid the R580,000 hourly charge (I tipped 100 K after), and we headed up to the room in a crowded elevator full of mongers and their girls.

I got the feeling that while friendly and playful Vita had a "professional" bent, oriented toward a good service suck and fuck, but little more. But I like to think she soon succumbed to my charms, as she really got into it as I licked her wetter and wetter pussy. Her eyes went wide as I entered her in missionary, and soon we were kissing between thrusts. With her fine ass, pumping her from behind was a joy and by the end of the hour after we came we had worked up a sweat and lay together, smiling. With other places to see I didn't get back to King's Cross again on this trip to see Vita, but wish I had.

Next it was time to break my Blok M cherry. My friend and I headed down there, about a half hour at that hour (about 1 AM) and I got the grand tour, driving by Melawi (still have never been to Maribaya massage) and then onto Jalan Felahatan. We stopped into the's Place for a drink and checked out two nude girls with hot bodies entertaining a bule in the VIP room. We were approached by three plain, thick women proposing fun in the BJ corner but the offer was declined. The main lounge was almost empty of guests, but there were a few girls rotating from table to stage to dance. They were kind of cute but dressed in shorts and t shirts that weren't very sexy. I could see how under the right conditions this place could have a very sexy and fun vibe, but not that night.

We headed over to Top Gun for a look, and then to My Place. We settled in there for a drink. My place was lively, with lots of girls dancing all over. Before this trop I had recently been on the briefest of layovers in Kuala Lumpur and made a non-mongering bar-hop downtown including a drink at the Thai club there, and let me just say that the quality of the freelancers at Blok M paled in comparison to the women offering companionship in KL.

Still, I was here for a reason, and my attention perked up when I saw a pair of slender girls in sexy dresses enter, one in red and the other in yellow. They sat down for a drink near us and I soon approached the one in yellow. Her friend in red spoke English and translated for her friend, who did not. Conversation was minimal between the language gap and the loud techno music. But with the friend to clarify everything I negotiated yellow girl for an overnight at R700,000.

My girl and I and my mongering friend left and got a taxi back to Mangga Besar and dropped him at home. Back at my hotel, my girl began to shrink, or so it seemed. With everything she took off. Her shoes, then her dress, her bra (with its boob padding), this already slight girl got smaller and smaller. I love petite women, but she was just kind of skinny, and the dim lighting at My Place plus my beer goggles had been taken in my her false eyelashes. I don't want to paint this as more than it was, but she was basically kind of plain.

I also had to guide things along and coax her into sex (she started out with the covers pulled over her and panties on), but we eventually got some kissing going and began doing the deed. It was pretty good, and Ii enjoyed her small body as she rode me. But nothing spectacular: the next morning I just let her go without a morning fuck, as I was more interested in not missing the hotel breakfast than having another pop. Which says a lot. But at least I got to add another Jakarta experience; I wonder what I'll try next time.[/QUOTE]Great Field Reports Ibn, keep up the great work! I agree that Jakarta can be a gold mine, but you have to have a plan with places to go as the logistics and getting around Jakarta only allow going to several places per night.

[QUOTE=StudBucket;1687598]Eddie, for the benefit of all members here, can you name some of the specific discos in Jakarta that you recommend for good looking FLs. We went to Royal Crown, and did not like the quality of girls there. X2 Club was great on Saturday for FLs in discos, but weak on Thursday night. We also peeked into Immigrant Club on Friday night, and that did not seem too crazy. So, of all the discos we tried, X2 Club seemed to have the best looking girls. Other beautiful girls were to found at Bats and CJs but these are really upscale hotel bars, not discos.[/QUOTE]X2 has the best looking and you actually have a chance to pick the girls up there. Cloud and Sky both have very hot girls, but they are so upper class that it's very difficult to pick up anyone there (and they are bars, not discos). Immigrant has some true hotties as well, but it's not as easy to pick up girls there as it is at X2. I've had very good luck at Golden Crown. There aren't a lot of stunners, but there are so few bules that you have your pick of the litter. And the girls are freebies (I hate to say that because nothing is free in life. But they are not going to quote you a price to take them home, they do want some fun pills though). There is a disco called Collosseum that is pretty cool. I'd recommend checking it out.

[QUOTE=IbnButtita;1687583]I've gotten to know North Jakarta pretty well over the course of several visit, I think, but had some serious gaps in my mongering record in the city. For a change on this trip I had a contact in the city, a relocated fellow monger from my regular stomping grounds. We met up the evening of my arrival, and he was happy to take me to some places I had never visited.

The first was King's Cross in Kelapa Gading, maybe 20 to 30 minutes away by taxi from my hotel in Mangga Besar (always my temporary home in Jakarta). The King's Cross location surprised me, stationed in what looked like a white collar business park with accounting offices and the like, as well as a branch of MTR club (we looked in after King's Cross but despite the schoolgirl outfits we did not stay at MTR).

King's Cross impressed me. I didn't see any nude dancing that night, but with fine facilities and a nice looking selection of girls on the couches and at tables at the margins of the seating area I had a good feeling about the place. My friend quickly had a girl by his side, but my first selection, at a nearby table, shook her head no to my bule-hood.

This worked out well, since the next girl who caught my eye, in part for the Indian look to her, agreed to come over. While we had few language skills in common, Vita was friendly and we got along well (my friend, who spoke Bahasa, helped with the communication). Between this good humor and a nice thick ass, I was sold on her, paid the R580,000 hourly charge (I tipped 100 K after), and we headed up to the room in a crowded elevator full of mongers and their girls.

I got the feeling that while friendly and playful Vita had a "professional" bent, oriented toward a good service suck and fuck, but little more. But I like to think she soon succumbed to my charms, as she really got into it as I licked her wetter and wetter pussy. Her eyes went wide as I entered her in missionary, and soon we were kissing between thrusts. With her fine ass, pumping her from behind was a joy and by the end of the hour after we came we had worked up a sweat and lay together, smiling. With other places to see I didn't get back to King's Cross again on this trip to see Vita, but wish I had.

Next it was time to break my Blok M cherry. My friend and I headed down there, about a half hour at that hour (about 1 AM) and I got the grand tour, driving by Melawi (still have never been to Maribaya massage) and then onto Jalan Felahatan. We stopped into the's Place for a drink and checked out two nude girls with hot bodies entertaining a bule in the VIP room. We were approached by three plain, thick women proposing fun in the BJ corner but the offer was declined. The main lounge was almost empty of guests, but there were a few girls rotating from table to stage to dance. They were kind of cute but dressed in shorts and t shirts that weren't very sexy. I could see how under the right conditions this place could have a very sexy and fun vibe, but not that night.

We headed over to Top Gun for a look, and then to My Place. We settled in there for a drink. My place was lively, with lots of girls dancing all over. Before this trop I had recently been on the briefest of layovers in Kuala Lumpur and made a non-mongering bar-hop downtown including a drink at the Thai club there, and let me just say that the quality of the freelancers at Blok M paled in comparison to the women offering companionship in KL.

Still, I was here for a reason, and my attention perked up when I saw a pair of slender girls in sexy dresses enter, one in red and the other in yellow. They sat down for a drink near us and I soon approached the one in yellow. Her friend in red spoke English and translated for her friend, who did not. Conversation was minimal between the language gap and the loud techno music. But with the friend to clarify everything I negotiated yellow girl for an overnight at R700,000.

My girl and I and my mongering friend left and got a taxi back to Mangga Besar and dropped him at home. Back at my hotel, my girl began to shrink, or so it seemed. With everything she took off. Her shoes, then her dress, her bra (with its boob padding), this already slight girl got smaller and smaller. I love petite women, but she was just kind of skinny, and the dim lighting at My Place plus my beer goggles had been taken in my her false eyelashes. I don't want to paint this as more than it was, but she was basically kind of plain.

I also had to guide things along and coax her into sex (she started out with the covers pulled over her and panties on), but we eventually got some kissing going and began doing the deed. It was pretty good, and Ii enjoyed her small body as she rode me. But nothing spectacular: the next morning I just let her go without a morning fuck, as I was more interested in not missing the hotel breakfast than having another pop. Which says a lot. But at least I got to add another Jakarta experience; I wonder what I'll try next time.[/QUOTE]Kings Cross in Kelapa Gading isn't mentioned here enough. That place Rocks! They definitely have nude (completely nude) dancers there. The place is nice, the girls are hot and the price is cheap. I think it's way better than Classic or Travel. The problem with it is it's far away from everything unless you stay in Kelapa Gading. I have actually considered getting a room at Kings Cross since it is a hotel as well and just spending my time shagging there. The place is heaven.

[QUOTE=FastEddie48;1687139]To Illusionheart.

There are disco in Kota that you can pick up girls after midnight until the morning, I don't think you will like win hotel is a dump Mecure is a much better hotel you can stay at spark hotel is about 55 usd no far from Mecure meter taxi is very cheap in Jarkata most short trip is under 5 usd.

Fast eddie 48.[/QUOTE]Thanks Eddie, will keep mercure as my base for 5 nights. Guess lot more options in Kota comparatively.

[QUOTE=IllusionHeart;1687618]Thanks Eddie, will keep mercure as my base for 5 nights. Guess lot more options in Kota comparatively.[/QUOTE]To Illusionheart.

Yes Kota is the place to stay now not much going on at Blok M now days and Classic and hotel travel is just a short Taxi ride away, too bad Stadium is now closed down but there are still many disco near by Mecure go after midnight take the taxi not safe to walk at night.

Fast eddie 48.

[QUOTE=Smoothy;1687615]Kings Cross in Kelapa Gading isn't mentioned here enough. That place Rocks! They definitely have nude (completely nude) dancers there. The place is nice, the girls are hot and the price is cheap. I think it's way better than Classic or Travel. The problem with it is it's far away from everything unless you stay in Kelapa Gading. I have actually considered getting a room at Kings Cross since it is a hotel as well and just spending my time shagging there. The place is heaven.[/QUOTE]To Smoothy.

The problem with King cross is far from Kota Many taxi guy know Kelapa Gading but not King cross I have to ask 3-4 taxi guy before one guy know where it is around 6 pm with traffic it take about 45 min to get there, this place is great have a great Massage and service at the sauna, will try the disco and the night club next time.

Fast eddie 48.

[QUOTE=FastEddie48;1687920]To Illusionheart.

Yes Kota is the place to stay now not much going on at Blok M now days and Classic and hotel travel is just a short Taxi ride away, too bad Stadium is now closed down but there are still many disco near by Mecure go after midnight take the taxi not safe to walk at night.

Fast eddie 48.[/QUOTE]Thanks Eddie for the guidance. Any recommendations for discos or clubs to go to for FLs in Kota. Also should I expect 1 mill price range for LT or does it vary significantly.

[QUOTE=StudBucket;1687574]I just got back from a 1 week stay in Indonesia and other cities in Asia and was in Jakarta for most of the time. The FL girls in any place in Jakarta do not bring up nor care what part of Jakarta you are staying in if you are intending to get her LT as you say you are. We pulled girls from the North and also stayed in Central Jakarta almost near the south, and this was never an issue. Just use the time in the cab to continue to chat her up and it will go fast. As Fast Eddie says, taxis are inexpensive, but make sure to use the "Blue Bird Taxi " which are the blue cabs that say the name Blue Bird on the side doors as other taxis may cost more. We stayed near Central Jakarta and it was very convenient. The Mercure is a good hotel chain, and I would not recommend switching staying in different parts of the cities as the traffic and distances were not far enough to merit this.[/QUOTE]Thanks studbucket. I have decided to book 5 nights at Mercure. I might check out Blok M, CJs, BATS on alternate nights being my first trip but don't want to stay in South due to lack of daytime action which I usually go for.

Any luck in the malls, had read posts about pick up possible in daytime from Blok M plaza mall.

[QUOTE=DCups;1670400]Nice rack, too, thanks. How much did you pay and where, please? Thanks.

.[/QUOTE]Sorry for the late response. I paid 350 k for an hour with her at Kings Cross (Kelapa Gading area). Yes, she has very nice big breasts, and she was a lot of fun, great personality. Her name is Lilliana. But she's not the only well endowed chick they have, I noticed quite a few well endowed girls there. They have 2 categories of girls. When you walk in, the girls on the left are 350 k, the ones on the right side of the room are 450 k. I don't see the difference between the girls on the 2 sides, but maybe it has something to do with their background. Both sides have very nice girls.

I like the place because it's more upscale than Hotel Travel or Classic as far as the clientelle and environment there (I hate the loud karaoke crap at Travel, and Classic on a Saturday night has so damn many locals who went there just to see the nude dancers due to a low cover charge that you can hardly even find a place to stand), and the girls are better looking at KC (in my opinion). It's not as nice a place as Alexis, but truthfully, I don't see the difference between the Indo girls at Alexis and the ones at Kings Cross. I think the place is owned by the same guy.

I've never had one of the girls there try to use a condom for the BJ. They also have completely nude dancers. That was the place and the night where I was mesmerized by one of the nude dancer's beautiful pussy undulating to the beat of the song they were playing. We sat right next to the stage that night. Of the 4 dancers, that one really stood out. It's still fresh in my mind over a month later. haha. If I were staying in Kota, I wouldn't be so far from there, but I stay quite far from that area so I don't go often. However, I'm seriously considering a hotel for the weekend at Kelapa Gading simply to hang out at that place all weekend.

I would recomment Lilliana, however, I would most likely not go with her again any time soon myself simply because there are so many options.