[QUOTE=JP2U]Yep, she's a 3-holer. Not only that, but she seems to enjoy taking it up the ass.[/QUOTE]OK I've done the math. . . Good grief! How kinky;)
Nice FR JP2U. Very interesting.
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[QUOTE=JP2U]Yep, she's a 3-holer. Not only that, but she seems to enjoy taking it up the ass.[/QUOTE]OK I've done the math. . . Good grief! How kinky;)
Nice FR JP2U. Very interesting.
Yes, big ears are considered to be very lucky in the orient.
Originally Posted by Grateful Spread: - "OK I've done the math. . . Good grief! How kinky."
Originally Posted by JP2U: - "Yep, she's a 3-holer. Not only that, but she seems to enjoy taking it up the ass."
Based on recommendation, tried Royal hotel. After negotiating for the room hard, finally they gave at 10 but only for one hour. When I saw the room, i did not like it, it was dump and smelly also paint seam to be set in 19th century.Anyways, while leaving saw a massage parlour in the first floor.So visited the same and made inquiries. About three thai chics, and also offered body to body massage at 20 bd per hour. When asked about extras, she gave a cute smile meaning dont rule out the possibilties. But i had no condom with me so moved out and decided to visit them later for massage and also for full service. Let us see what happens next.
It seams that Dubai like experience (good b to b massage followed by full service) is possible in Bahrain, if not on first visit, chances are that you can get it later.
Sorry to butt in guys can anybody suggest a reasonable hotel around 100$-150$ a night which is girl friendly I don't fancy the Royal as a recent report said it was dirty, last time I stayed in Bahrain 3 years back I stayed at the Gulf Gate which was ok but not sure if that is the best area or not. I have gone back a long way in the forum and there is a lot on hotels regarding our hobby but not much on whether they are ok for sleeping in, my intentions are to hunt around a little I want to visit Diggers and Seashell then find a provider for the night to take back to my room she can leave at 9:00am in the morning.
May the force be with you.
[QUOTE=LukeSkyWanker]Sorry to butt in guys can anybody suggest a reasonable hotel around 100$-150$ a night which is girl friendly my intentions are to hunt around a little I want to visit Diggers and Seashell then find a provider for the night to take back to my room she can leave at 9:00am in the morning.
May the force be with you.[/QUOTE]
Luke,
Why don't you try the Delmon Hotel. I took a short time there once a few years ago. The room had been redecorated and wasn't that bad. Cost was BD 25. Diggers is in the same building. Bear in mind that the Seashell is on the other side of town. In the same area as the Delmon is the Bahrain International and a few others. Gulf Gate is just down the road.
Otherwise, the Palace (used to be Palace Inn) is fairly basic, cheap and cheerful and recently refurbed. a friend stayed there for the F1 two years ago and while not overly impressed, said it was ok for the price. The Palace also has Garfields, a good pickup for Thais. Failing all that, try and get into the Metropolitan which has the F1 club. Not sure if it is GF, but I would be surprised if it was not.
Good hunting, and I hope that this helps.
Quick FR. The Lensman is still operating as usual. The main building light has been turned off, as has the Al Shark opposite. Parking is still abysmal. Jing Jing (4th floor PRC) seems to have moved on, or she may have been busy when I pitched up. Tried her sister a couple of months ago, but JJ is better.
Was escorted to the 3rd floor where the Thais are. Picked a nice looker with a good pair of tits. She was new to Bahrain (less than one week) but spoke good English. Apparently her stepfather was American. Good body, big tattoo of a dragon on her back, goes by the name of Tee Tee.
Good service. Not the best, but good. Started mish, moved to doggie, then cowgirl (which she 'complained' about since she would have to do some work) then back to mish. Not bad, and I would return. I'm sure she would get better with more frequent visits. There were two others in the room that would have done, but they didn't have Tee Tee's tits. Can't fault the pricing structure though to fill a need.
Good hunting,
Expatcat
Thanks Expat,
I will take your advice and look at your suggested hotels I arrive from the UK Monday evening 20:00 then Tuesday morning a driver is going to pick me up for visit to Al Khobar so I need to fill my boots on the Monday night.
I have not been to Saudi since the shootings in Al Khobar about 3 years ago I don't want to go now but I've dodged it for at least 3 months. I was in Abu Dhabi before christmas and was very impressed with the service offered by the Chinese may opt for Chinese again.
Thanks for your help May the force be with you.
Frequent trips away have resulted in my time in Bahrain being quite solitary - and most of my current consumption of ‘entre deux legs’ still being done in the UAE. After 2 weeks in Saudi and a further week here with no activity, it was high time for an excursion on the town. With some reluctance I went back into Seashell.
I am not a great fan of the place. Groups tend to fare better than single guys, especially with the more attractive Thais. PRCs are easy to hook-up with but the vast majority of them are not that desirable. So yes, it was actually out of desperation that I went.
I have taken an interest in Taoist sexual techniques, where PC muscle control, breathing and mind games can intensify sexual enjoyment and increase the duration thereof. In short it can transform you into a stud. As there is a limit to how well you can practice these techniques on your own, I thought it best to train – and a PRC would fit the bill well given their greater availability and more affordable price – but I digress!
I was also a bit nervous of an encounter with the Thai girl who I had previously wronged (sort of). I saw her pretty soon after arrival and I appreciated her dignity in smiling a polite ‘hello’ – but in a way that made me understand that irreparable damage had been done, i.e. a shag was definitely out of the question. So off I went to locate a passable PRC.
There are a lot of haggard looking PRCs in Seashell. Most of them are of a certain age with kids back in China. I spent some time ducking and bobbing and diving and weaving and deflecting the shiny red faces and ashtray halitosis. But there were one or two who were worth a second glance.
One was quite young and sexy looking and would have been ideal – but then I saw her obeying the beckon of a middle-aged Chinese guy. She smoked like a gangster. Then she lit up two cigarettes and was smoking them both simultaneously. Any previous attraction I had for her ended there as strangely, the image of the Russian roulette bookie/manager from the Deerhunter came into my mind. The only thing missing was the gold tooth- but I digress again.
Finally I settled for a clean faced, girl through a mamasan figure who mediated on her behalf. BD80 was quickly reduced to BD30 with hardly any effort. During the drive back to mine she spoke with a reasonable English accent: ‘you live far from here?’, ‘I am 28 years old’, ‘you’re very handsome’, etc. She didn’t seem to understand my answers or my jokes. In her clothes she looked good but once in the sack, her shapeless form came to light – reminding me of one of the reasons why I like Africans: even when they put on a little weight, it only accentuates their naturally beautiful curves.
I rose to the occasion after some foreplay but it was perfunctory at best. Anyway, the good news was that the practice seemed to work . . . apart from the intensified enjoyment bit that is. Although I’m not sure whether the overly long duration of our tumble was due to good technique or my lacking of any real attraction for her. All said, she was a good natured girl and I awoke pleasantly this morning with a great massage followed by her head bobbing up and down on J.Thomas. As I was climaxing she finished me off with her hand, making a fine mess in the process. Before taking her home, she practiced some English with me. The front of her exercise book listed the phrases: ‘you live far from here?’, ‘I am 28 years old’, ‘you’re very handsome’, etc.
[QUOTE=] I appreciated her dignity in smiling a polite ‘hello’ [/QUOTE]
Welcome back Grateful Spread.
A friend who used to be a diplomat once told me that "The shit has never yet hit the fan which can't be brushed off when it dries."
............and they all lived happily ever after.
[QUOTE=Funfor Females]Welcome back Grateful Spread.
A friend who used to be a diplomat once told me that "The shit has never yet hit the fan which can't be brushed off when it dries."[/QUOTE]Thank you F4F, Perhaps you could ask him for the name of his dry cleaner.
This reminds me of a conversation I once had with my doctor. He was asking me if I had any problems with my sperm. I informed him that I was indeed having difficulty in removing it from a suede jacket.
That suede jacket is a metaphor for Seashell - I can still wear it but it no longer feels right because I ignore the jacket and only see the permanant map of Australia.
Hello chaps - thought I'd chime in with what I've been up to the last year or so. I can indeed vouch for the availability of Thai and Chinese ladies at the Seashell: I was there just a few weeks back, and actually there were a few tasty PRCs to be had (although outnumbered by grannies with faces you could break rocks off, as has been stated here). I took a nubile little one home with me, worked her down to BD30 for all-night (you have to bargain with them, they'll try and squeeze every last penny out of you, and then they'll try and leave early, but just keep up a smiling, playful but firm tone, and don't pay till the morning, and you'll do okay).
One of the things that has always confused me about Bahrain is the lack of available Africans. Asians are ten a penny, and Russians can be found relatively easily as well; however, while most bars (such as Seashell and the Claridge, on Exhibition Road) to name but two, have Ethiopian waitresses, there seem to be very few (if any) up for some paid rumpy-pumpy. Strange, as Dubai seems to have its share.
I decided to look into this pressing matter and, donning my pith helmet and blunderbuss, ventured out into the jungles of the Bristol Hotel. There, I discovered a disco full of Ethiopian girls, some of them astonishingly beautiful, sporting buttocks no Asian could hope to come close to even after 20 years on the Chuck Norris Thighmaster. There are actually quite a few of these Ethiopian discoes around - there is another in the Bahrain Plaza Hotel, very close to the Bristol, and the hotel across the road from the Bahrain Plaza, whose name escapes me.
The employment status of the large numbers of girls in these bars appears rather confusing. They aren't official waitresses, as they are dressed in their own casual clothes, as opposed to waitress outfits. And yet, as I discovered upon discreet enquiry, they aren't simply boom-boom girls, with whom you discuss a price and are away into the night.
In fact, it seems that they want you to buy them drinks all night, from which they presumably take a cut of the profits. Being white, I was immediately surrounded by ladies, and my roving eye rested upon one who called herself Samira; most would consider her a little chubby, but as most my recent action (both P4P and otherwise) had been with skinny size 4s, I was instantly attracted to her pendulous, jiggling black breasts, and enormous, bouncing African bottom.
I played the game, buying drinks for her, and her "sisters", until the disco closed at 2am. I was ready there and then to take the plunge into the black lagoon, but unfortunately she and her friends headed down to the hotel coffee shop. By this stage, I had cut everyone but her off the payroll, but it was still after 4am when I finally got her out of there. I was dragooned into driving various of her friends home, and finally when there was just me and her, my little white pecker throbbing to be enveloped into the heart of darkness, she directed me to a local cold store, for "some shopping".
Very well, I thought, and told her I would wait in the car. Nope, it appeared that, yet again, the bill was on whitey. This was starting to grate a little, as I was utterly cream-crackered, but I thought, hey, I've got this far, what's a couple of dinars more? That was before I saw her scoop up half of the shop against her ample bosom - shampoos, hair straighteners, chickens, you name it. The total came to about BD40, putting the grand total (including drinks previously) at over BD100. No problem, I thought - this is just a one-off; research purposes, not to mention putting in the groundwork for the future....
Finally, it all paid off. I got her home, back to her shabby little room (from which she had to turf out another tastily-bootied sleeping "cousin"), and after half an hour of beautifying herself, in she strode. Off came the robe and....well, as I feasted my eyes upon acres of curvaceous, jiggling ebony magnificence, I was overwhelmed in more ways than one: she made the Seashell Asians (not to mention my real-life belle) look like little boys; would I be nearly enough to pleasure such an emple goddess? In the event, she seemed to quite enjoy it (though not as much as I did, that's for sure!)
We exchanged phone numbers, and a couple of weeks later she called me, asking me to come see her. I checked with her whether I would be ending up at her place again (affirmative), and deliberately delayed my entrance until 1.55pm, just as the disco was closing, in the hope of getting her away asap. Not to be: despite my requests, she insisted on drinks there and then, and this time hung out with her friends in the coffee shop till 4.30. Her friends, and "sisters", having seen my before, now considered themselves to be my friends: you can probably guess what this meant vis a vis the drinks situation.
Anyway, I finally got them out of there, and was dropping them all off as before, when, as the last friend was disembarking, Samira got out of the car too. Er, sorry, where are you going? Apparently her friend's mother had died, and she had to go in and "comfort" her. So sorry, next time, etc, etc, and she was away.
Sounded like total bollocks, and a few weeks later, when she called me again, I was in two minds as to whether I should bother. But the memory of that robe sliding off her shoulders, and her two titanic breasts, each about the size of my head, enveloping said cranium between them while my hands attempted to fondle every inch of ample black buttock flesh, was enough, and I showed up again. Same deal - drinks all round: I refused her "sister"'s request and Samira went into a moody huff, which was soon assuaged when I surrendered my wallet yet again.
Total drinks bill of about BD50 (BD3 each, and they rack up in three hours), plus a free taxi service for her friends. Then, when there was only the two of us, she demanded a spot of shopping again. Teeth grating, I told her I was tired and wanted to go straight home, but she insisted loudly. I parked the car and gave her a BD20 note, telling her to be quick. She wanted me to come inside (clearly with the intention of persuading me yet again to foot the groceries and toiletries bill for half her extended family), but I finally decided to stand firm (though I went up to BD25 as a sop).
She eventually got out of the car grumpily, entered the shop, came out with three carrier bags laden with my gifts, and proceeded to spend the rest of the drive home looking out of the window not saying a word to me, like a 15 year old just grounded by her parents! When we parked near her flat she told me I "didn't have to come in", to which I responded, "Yes I bloody well do!" Once we got upstairs to her room, with her still scowling angrily despite all of my generosity in my three visits to her, she went outside and started speaking Amharic to one of her flatmates. The flatmate came in, and they sat together on the floor watching TV, while I lay in the bed. It was quite clear that the flatmate was going nowhere, and my advances were grumpily rebuffed. I was so annoyed I considered giving her a surprise gift of bukkake to go with the hundreds of dinars so far, but I decided to cut my losses and get out.
Funnily enough, she called a couple of months later, but even the glorious (albeit expensive) memories of our first tryst weren't enough to tempt me to waste 5 hours and BD100+ on a 33% possibility.
Anyway, that's my African story - hope my verbal diarrhoea didn't bore you all too much. Anyone else have any Tales from the Dark Continent they'd care to share? Or even better, a sure source of African booty - ie a hotel or coffee shop containing African boom-boom girls, who can be had for a decent price, with no attitude/late minute visits to friends/etc?
It does seem odd that there are so many CIS and Asian straightforward WGs but no Africans: it's not as if there aren't many about; the places I mentioned are absolutely teeming with Ethiopians, and they all told me that there are many more, they have relatives here working elsewhere, etc. So why is it so difficult to get some simple African P4P? Any senior members care to share the phone numbers of any black roses they have hidden away? In my case, the old saying "Once you go black, you can never go back" is achingly true!
[QUOTE=Chris P]Funnily enough, she called a couple of months later, but even the glorious (albeit expensive) memories of our first tryst weren't enough to tempt me to waste 5 hours and BD100+ on a 33% possibility.[/QUOTE]Chris,
Very readable report! Not least because it was to the point and it exposed a side to Bahrain that I didn’t know existed. Extra marks also for managing to slip in the word ‘assuaged’. Definitely worthy of a ROD.
It would be easy to come up with a smug adage in note of your once, twice, three times a sucker experience but frankly I share your view that any research that is done thoroughly always comes at a cost.
I would be tempted to go back to one of the Ethiopian discos to see if I couldn’t do better with one of the other girls. I have mostly had positive experiences with Ethiopians and found many to be decent, giving and fun but there will always be the odd money-grabbing 6itch. I’m basing this on my experience in the UAE however, where as you commented, the situation is very different.
Please post again soon. In the meantime, I will check out the Bristol Hotel disco (aptly named, judging from your experience) on return from my next round of travels.
[QUOTE=Chris P]Hello chaps - thought I'd chime in with what I've been up to the last year or so.
... I discovered a disco full of Ethiopian girls, some of them astonishingly beautiful, sporting buttocks no Asian could hope to come close to even after 20 years on the Chuck Norris Thighmaster.
... In my case, the old saying "Once you go black, you can never go back" is achingly true![/QUOTE]Chris - truly excellent report - entertaining, informative, with fresh new info. Definitely ROD material.
And GS - good to see you venturing back. Your reports were missed.
[QUOTE=Chris P]Anyway, that's my African story - hope my verbal diarrhoea didn't bore you all too much. Anyone else have any Tales from the Dark Continent they'd care to share? Or even better, a sure source of African booty - ie a hotel or coffee shop containing African boom-boom girls, who can be had for a decent price, with no attitude/late minute visits to friends/etc?[/quote]Chris,
Excellent report written in a very funny and interesting way. I dont have much African experience, but whatever little that I have, I can say that most of them are not professional like PRC or Russians. Their aim is short term, make money and dont bother much. I had once a similar experience in Dubai where I was forced to take her, in return for a very poor service. Keep up the good work and hope to see some more reports from you.
Cheers.
[QUOTE=Chris P]The employment status of the large numbers of girls in these bars appears rather confusing. They aren't official waitresses, as they are dressed in their own casual clothes, as opposed to waitress outfits. And yet, as I discovered upon discreet enquiry, they aren't simply boom-boom girls, with whom you discuss a price and are away into the night.
In my case, the old saying "Once you go black, you can never go back" is achingly true![/QUOTE]
Chris,
This concurs with my experience with African girls. I believe that many of them are not paid a salary, but get commission from the drinks they get you to buy. The longer they can snare you and keep you drinking the better. It looks like you got taken a bit for a ride. I admire your patience and bloody-mindedness. I personally would have kicked her into touch a long time before you did. I can't be doing with that pissing about. Thanks for the warning, though.
One exception was a girl I met at the Wrangler. I took her number and a week or so later called her for a quick shag. This I reported on 15 December, post #933. Expensive for what it was, or wasn't. I'm certain that the price would come down, but I can't be bothered with her. Mind you, one of the Ethiopians at the Wrangler had the most delectable arse I have ever seen. Absolutely gorgeous. I'll try and look it up in the coming weeks. The ones on the game seem to congregate at the Wrangler, or at least that's what I've noticed. I'm not totally certain if they are full WG, or just freelancers.
I agree with Chris that other venues have a lot of Ethiopian waitresses. How easy it is to get them out of the hotel and into bed, I'm still working on.
Cheers,
Expatcat
[QUOTE=Chris P] Any senior members care to share the phone numbers of any black roses they have hidden away? In my case, the old saying "Once you go black, you can never go back" is achingly true![/QUOTE]Interesting story Chris, I might add some experiences from a couple of my friends that made me stay a way from Ethiopian girls at all cost.
Friend 1. He fall in love with a beautiful 20 yo Ethiopian girl (from Bahrain Plaza, named KUKU she milked him good 1000 BD before he could lay her. Then she dumped him and went with the next fool guy.
Friend 2. This Saudi guy is a work mate of my friend he ended up selling his house in Saudi to keep spending on this Ethiopian girl also from Bahrain Plaza.
In conclusion Ethiopian girls in Bahrain are completely different to those in Dubai. These girls will milk you before you know it. I gave it a go @ Bahrian Plaza but when my bill reached 30BD I pulled out it was not worth it. By the way these girls have so many tricks they come up with so many lies you can not imagine. So, be careful guys stay away from the Ethios they will leave you bankrupt and go the next fool.
Jbalck