Jakarta

Sightseeing was on the agenda in old Kota this day, with some reconnaissance as well. After museum-hopping I decided to check out the Pool at 1001, a high-end brothel at the hotel connected with the Coliseum night club, just a couple of blocks away from tourist central Fatahilah Square. The concept was a swimming pool where you would carouse with the ladies, watching them frolic in their bikinis, before fucking the girl of your choice in the room. Based on a user review in 100 Bars, where I had learned of it, the place was pricey at upwards of 2 million Juta. But I wanted to see for myself.

I entered the hotel via the driveway (a very discreet entrance!) and was sent up the elevator to the pool reception. There a robust Chinese mama explained that imported girls cost 2 million, and locals 1. 4 million, and the program included a half hour with the girl in the pool and then an hour in the room. 200,000 was the charge for looking, which I assumed was for guys to swim, lounge, and hang out without taking a girl.

She led me to the indoor pool area, which was swank, with plants around it and sophisticated lighting and lounge chairs submerged in the water. The girls were sitting on rows of couches on one end of the pool. They did look good, enhanced I am sure by their elegant dresses. But there was no frolicking going on (it was around 4 PM), no sexy beach party. I assumed it would be just like the spa at Fashion where you got a perfunctory period of time with the girl in the pool who would rush you to the room. At least this is what I expected to happen if there was a language barrier. So I said my apologies to the mama and she complained in a huff that I should pay for looking, but I made my way outside. Having had some of the wildest sex of my life (at FM1) for a fraction of the cost, I didn't see the need to make the investment here.

Still on the search for new places to explore, I headed for Ruko Robinson and one of the spas there that Smoothy had suggested on the forum, Griha Sehat. I had expected the place to be closer to F Square but actually took a little while to get there by taxi. The location was one of those grim commercial complexes, but at least clean. Griha was one of three or so spas I noticed, and I went in. Everyone was friendly enough though I doubted many bules showed their faces here. Clad in shorts and robe, I headed up to the selection / bar room and was shown a lineup. I picked the tallest girl, a cutie appropriately named Bella. Off to a room similar to the one at Orchardz, Bella gave me a pretty good massage, though she was too shy to take her bra or panties off, but she did strip when we moved onto the main event.

I cradled her pretty head in my lap as she took my cock into her mouth, a beautiful sight. Rather horny from her good blow job skills and the fact that I hadn't fucked in almost 24 hours, I laid her down for some covered missionary position. She ultimately rode me to the finish, but after the blow job the rest of the sex was pretty vanilla (communication was halting), but she was quite cute and so it was worth it. After some sauna time and a hot soak I headed out.

As I was walking through the complex I noticed a couple of brothel-bars and decided to check these out. At the first one, "Satu" something, I went upstairs to the fishbowl where the girls did not look as good as the photos on the front desk. The friendly mama did call one of the available girls down for me to see, but she seemed bule-phobic so I passed and moved on (the price here was in the 300's). Across the alley was a bar called Peach Blossom. Here the desk staff ushered me into the bar room where the girls stood up from a couch in the corner for me to choose. I picked one with a cute smile belying her witchy name of Hilda. What I hadn't noticed until I followed her as we walked upstairs was how amazing her ass was. In a tight, tight skirt, her ass was one of the best I've ever seen, in Indonesia or elsewhere.

Hilda's smileyness and our kidding around (pigin Bahasa is actually pretty good for this) made this session lots of fun. I think she had a lot of fun getting eaten out. The room was pretty nice (probably why the price was 415,000), with an expansive side mirror giving me good views of us fucking. I also liked looking up into Hilda's smiling face as she rode me; she was cute in the way comedian Amy Schumer is hot, where personality boosts looks.

A return to FM1 was a must, with the hopes of getting together with Nancy again. I actually had planned to do be'Fashion Hotel spa first that evening, but my taxi driver did not know where it was, so I had him drop me at FM1 when we passed it. The evening was young so I first checked out the spa, where only a few girls sat waiting (I did meet a guy from my home country paying at the counter, so we had a little chat in Arabic). But at 550,000 Rupiahs for the spa girls I declined, unable to see how they were worth double the price of the girls upstairs.

Up at the lounge I learned from the mamasan that Nancy was on her period and so out for a few days. This is something that had happened at least twice to me in Jakarta, having an amazing session with a girl and then finding her missing when I returned, thanks to her monthly visitor.

I still had choices, and there was one very choice girl sitting there on the couch. She had a face that had only hints of east-Asian features, looking almost like a Latina. More than this, she looked like a model, in body as well as her tight skirt revealed. And yet she was still in the 275,000 Rupiah price category, half that of a few girls on the facing couches whose appearance was decidedly mediocre. In Indonesia, you do NOT get what you pay for, and that is a good thing!

Eka was eating noodles, however, so I decided to let her finish before having the mama summon her. The look on her face when this happened did not inspire confidence. Not utter bule-revulsion, maybe, but still she did not appear enthusiastic, no smile evident. When she came over to me she right away asked if I wanted a second girl to join. I hadn't had a threesome yet on this trip, so decided yes. But I've come to be so wary of Indonesian threesomes, which have 9 times out of 10 been underwhelming; this is one area in Jakarta mongering where low prices are linked with a mediocre product.

I motioned to the girl in a red dress who had been sitting next to Eka, and we all proceeded to the floor of rooms. Ewa was her name and she was similarly tepid in her greeting; standing together waiting for a room to become available was uncomfortable and awkward.

Inside the room it was a bit better, partly because I had distractions, number one being the insanely hot body of Ewa, in view after she stripped off her red dress. Her curvy ass and pefectly round, large boobs on a slender frame were mouth watering, and made you understand where they got the inspiration for the sexy stone goddess carvings from ancient temples in this part of the world. What I really loved was that body combined with a very cute, almost innocent, face. With top model Eka in the mix, this session would be a satisfying optifick if nothing else.

That is what is basically was. Model Eka did warm up to me more, and took the role of the girl I focused more attention on as usually happens with my threesomes. Both girls did put in reasonable effort, but without kissing, and DATY only available on Eka, there was little passion. Part of this was due to Ewa's hygeine fetish, using tissues to wipe off every part of my body as soon as she kissed or licked it, afterward leaving a blanket of crumpled kleenex on the floor. When we still had some time remaining at the end of the session, the girls tried to engage me a bit, but in a turnaround I ignored them as I was busy messaging someone on my phone, which I found somehow satisfying. Still, you can't beat some time in the sack with two hotties like these as at less than 50 bucks.

Back in the lounge later the dancers from the other night were back, and I dutifully bought a few lady drinks in return for some titty grabbing. I put a tighter limit on the number I bought for them, finding it unacceptable to pay more for a fondle than for a fuck, as I had done on my previous visit.

With half of my trip over it was high time to get back with one of my favorite ladies at Berlian massage parlor. No venues were closer to my hotel than Berlian and its neigbors Kartika and Royal Mas in the first alleyway down from Mangaa Besar, but it did mean crossing that busy street which required keeping my wits about me.

One thing was sure, Kartika was scratched firmly off my list, having sworn that I would not return after high prices and pushy MILFs on a previous visit to Jakarta. Royal Mas I was considering for later, but I wanted to reunite with cute Irna at Berlian. I arrived at around 11 AM and the place was open but Irna had not yet come, so the desk girl called her and after a short wait Irna arrived. I paid the very reasonable 300,000 price and I was ushered up to a simple but clean room (curtained off instead of a door).

We greeted each other with a hug and Irna's shy, brace-full smile warmed my heart. Of course, I well knew that I was more into Irna than she into me, she must have thought this bule a bit strange for summoning her every time he came into town. But we still had a lovely session together, with some very hot mutual oral sex, and Irna getting really sweated up riding me cowgirl. I loved wrapping my arms around her, clutching her breasts, and finishing with a strong cum taking her from behind as she lay flat.

Exhausted (me in part from jet lag and my busy trip activities so far), we collapsed in each other's arms and snoozed for a while. With her body next to me I started to again feel desire, but decided against another session right away, as time was running out. I'm not sure if it reveals a closeness in her comfort with me, or her practical view of things, but after dressing I opened my wallet and first fingered a 50,000 note, and Irna quickly reminded me of the 100,000's behind it that would make a better tip! So it did, and I told Irna that I would be back to see her again soon.

While my goal had been to try new places on this trip, I also didn't want to overlook the advantage of my hotel location. Visiting Berlian was part of that. Another nearby venue was Illigals, just another block or so away on Hayam Wuruk, which represented some unfinished business for me. On a previous visit I had gotten just a legitimate massage and used the good spa facilities, without taking a girl, so I wanted to go further this time.

Once in shorts and robe I entered the main room and approached a mamasan to ask about what was on offer. I probably should have done the spa stuff first as I had planned, but her salesmanship got me on the path to a room in a hurry. She told me that the day's special was a four hand massage, clever language for a threesome, for a total of about 1. 2 million Rupiah.

She steered me to three girls whom she said spoke English, and they were on par with the other 10 or so girls there, kind of cute but nothing exceptional. All three girls wore teddy lingerie, but that was where the similarity ended. One girl, Ola, was quite skinny with a very cute, young face, Yuli was more medium in build, and the third was a full-sized girl, chubby and tall and cute with full boobs. What I should have done was to go with the girls who made for the greatest contrast, which would have been most interesting, But instead I went for the two smaller girls.

At the start, like my earlier threesome, there was little connection or chemistry. And throughout the session the girls did their jobs, but there was not a lot of heart in it. That said, skinny Ola seemed to warm up to me a bit and me to her. The problem was that it was barely possible to fuck her, her pussy was so small. I could manage to get my dick inside only part way, so Yuli ended up taking the brunt of the fucking. So in the end I got the same kind of experience as I would at a place like Classic or Travel, but at three times the price.

There was the spa to take advantage of, but even here Illigals missed: the sauna was not much more than lukewarm, and I could not use the pools due to the dancers' show taking place nearby. The dancers wore lingerie, so the lack of nudity was a minus (granted, it was only 7 PM). My biggest gripe was that while sitting in the sauna the waitress came in with two dancers trolling for lady drinks! They were not rewarded for this.

This was the night when I finally got to catch up with a forum friend. We met at my hotel and headed out on the town, by my request to M-Star, near Mangaa Dua mall, so I could check out another new place. My taxi driver had been unable to find it the night before and now I realized why, the place was all dark. He hopped out of the cab to check it out and came back to report that someone told him it had been ordered closed recently, apparently for not paying the right person we later learned.

So where to go? On my last visit he had introduced me to King's Cross, so we decided on a replay. Once out there we looked into MTR but the music was so deafening that we left quickly. At King's Cross we first checked out the fifth floor lounge and the foreign imports, who apparently were all from Vietnam. There were a few excellent looking women, but at a price of something like 1. 5 juta we opted to head to the ground floor.

There we got a table between the stage with topless dancers and the couches where the lower priced girls sat (we could see no difference from the more costly ones on the other side of the room). As I scanned the group one girl at the end immediately began waving at me with a big smile, and giggling with her friend whenever I would return her gaze. We played this kind of peek-a-boo for a while as I looked back and forth, and this all made it an easy decision on whom to pick, though the selection was rather good and I was spoiled for choice.

I called her over and my friend likewise for his choice, and we had drinks with the girls, me and my girl enjoying lots of banter and laughing, the smidgen of each other's language we possessed helping things along. We finished our drinks and me and Onya and my buddy and his girl headed upstairs to the rooms, our girls looking like sisters in matching black skirts and cobalt blue blouses.

I had such a good vibe about Onya, and in the room things were as I expected. We got right to kissing. She was very good at it. And fell onto the bed, Onya on top of me, as I ran my hands under her skirt and grabbed her ass. We began pulling off each other's clothes, and now I could really see what a great body she had. Despite a trim frame, Onya had large tits and the aforementioned curvy ass.

In short, we had some great sex. Onya's face said it all when I ground deeply into her in missionary, and I loved squeezing her full boobs while she rode me. Her ass was made for doggy style so that's how we finished, my body flat against hers as I shot my load. As we cleaned up and traded contacts (though I never got back to King's Cross to see her again), she told me that this had been her first or second night at the club, maybe explaining why this was such a GFE session.

Keeping with the theme of staying local, my first stop of my sixth day was at Royal Mas on the Kartika alleyway off Hayam Wuruk. I had found a cute, friendly girl there two trips ago. This time, like back then, the papasan was very friendly (in a way I appreciated), and though a small bar the place had a dozen or so girls to choose among, most of them attractive enough (certainly no worse than Maribaya, but younger), all wearing a themed outfit for the day.

I settled on a petite girl who smiled at me as I was pondering my choice. Her name, Nikki, fit her sunny personality. With a pony tail flipped over to the side, dimples, and impossibly long eyelashes, she was super cute. She took my hand as we headed upstairs, where I paid one of the staff the amazingly low price of 260,000 Rupiah.

Once in the room we hugged and got acquainted, with lots of laughs despite the language barrier. As Nikki slipped off her dress with a sexy, smiley strip-tease, I could see how compact and curvy her tight little body was. When she unexpectedly asked me if I wanted a soapy body massage, I quickly said yes and showered while she stripped the bed down to the plastic mattress. When I lay down she soaped my back and began vigorously sliding over me with her naked body. Her tits were not large, but Nikki's nipples were pointy and felt great on my back, as did her pussy grinding against my butt.

After I made the flip Nikki soaped up the front of my body before moving on to some more slipping and sliding, paying special attention to my dick with her firm titties. When she straddled my cock and held still for a moment I ran my hands up and down that slippery, tight little body, grabbing her soapy boobs as best I could.

With this portion of the program brought to an end, we showered and once toweled off I embraced Nikki and bent down to meet her mouth in a kiss. I lay down for a blow job but then pulled Nikki up to sit on my face. Once I got her pussy nice and wet we got onto fucking. I loved clasping Nikki's hips as she rocked back and fotrth in cowgirl, but it all came to a great finish with her showing off her round ass doggy style, until I lay her flat on her stomach to take my cum. As we said our goodbyes, I let Nikki know that I would definitely be back.

A day in Jakarta without some sort of wellness is not a complete day, especially given how cheap these services are, even the legit ones. So a spa visit was in order, and one place I had heard about was V2 on Hayam Wuruk, whose club I had briefly seen their club on my first night. I got to the spa at 5 PM which turned out to be a mistake, since I arrived from the locker room into the main area just in time to see the girls file out from the fishbowl, to destination unknown, and it was a good half hour until any returned.

But this did give me good chance to try out the facilities, and it was an impresive place in some ways (though not as swank and new as Illigals). The fishbowl I mentioned ran the length of the long main room, and was very well lit, good for viewing the girls. A row of small table booths ran in front of it so you could check out the ladies while eating, and along the length of the far wall were three large hot, warm, and cold pools, ideal for lounging around while you deliberated on which girl you wanted to select after your soak. On a side wall there was a steam room next to the sauna whose glass wall also allowed some views into the fishbowl. The sauna also was properly super-hot, unlike the tepid one at Iligals.

So V2 had an excellent layout. As for the girls, that was something else. Besides the dopey shift change I ran up against, the girls that day the girls were all wearing jeans and white button shirts, outfits lousy for judging their bodies. While the girls looked fine, there was nothing exceptional about them. The desk staff told me that they went for either 700,000 or 1+ juta, but I never learned which ones were in which category. It didn't matter, since there was no distinction in looks to justify it. Simply put, there was no hook, nothing making me want to choose any of these ladies, so I just enjoyed the pools and sauna before paying the 120,000 facilities charge and leaving.

The evening had just begun and I had plenty of time before going out on the town for the night. I decided again to stay near my hotel for some fun and paid another visit to Berlian, where Irna was waiting, and we had another lovely time together. That was sweet, but now I was hoping for something more raunchy for the night.

Kota would be the place to find a bar with some nude dancers, and so I met up with a friend at the bar in the ruko I visited the other day. There was other familiar company too, a couple of the dancers from FM1, from which I gleaned that the dancers rotated among bars. Which surprised me given the swankiness of FM1 vs, the present joint's working-class ambiance. I enjoyed the enthusiastic greeting (and barenaked boobs and wriggling behinds) of the dancers, but it did mean shelling out for lady drinks. I held the line this night with a reasonable number of drinks, especially since, surprisingly, shots here were 50,000 each compared with the 30 K at FM1.

Again the mamasans set me up in a big way, ensuring I had pleasing company. With my friend and his buddy squeezed in next to their own girls, I felt a bit incomplete all alone. This was rectified in a flash, as a cute young thing materialized beside me. Tiny Marsha and I instantly had a great comfort level. Placing my arm around her shoulders and Marsha caressing my chest, we made an immediate physical connection. Out smiles communicated deeper affection, and I said cheers to my mates as I got up to pay the cashier the 315,000 and let Marsha escort me up to the room, my eyes fixed on the little black dress clinging to her tiny frame.

Once we were on our own the chemistry between us was apparent right away, as we chatted and joked in our limited vocabularies. I wrapped Marsha's doll-like body in my arms and met her lips with a sweet kiss, gradually dropping my hands lower to cup her squeezable ass cheeks and draw the hem of her skirt upward and over her head to reveal the skimpy black panties and bra underneath.

These too fell prey to my fingers as I slipped them off while continuing to kiss Marsha. She reciprocated by getting me undressed and into the shower, where she ran her hands over my body soaping me up and rinsing me down, cupping my balls and stroking my shaft as she looked up into my eyes with the face of an angel and the smile of a devil.

On to the bed, where I had Marsha lie back to lick her pussy, which got progressively wetter as she squirmed. She was a bit ticklish (helping me learn my favorite Bahasa word, geli), so could not take this too long so she had me lie back. At this point Marsha gave me what was possibly the best catbath of my life, her warm tongue giving me goosebumps. Things got even better when she reached my cock and took it in her mouth. I could take her delicious sucking for only so long, until I motioned for her to mount me; she applied a condom and then complied with my request, lowering herself slowly onto my dick and riding me with increasing speed.

From here we shifted to missionary, a great chance for me to kiss Marsha and dip down to lick Marsha's perky nipples. With all this activity our time was running out, but I could not let sex this incredible, with such a special girl, draw to a close so soon. So I extended to another hour (after that was completed I just paid the bar afterward, something I appreciated rather than have to be distracted by arranging the payment during the session). Over the course of the second hour Marsha deepened our connection with more humor, cuddling, caressing, licking, sucking, and sensual sex. I was tired, but Marsha gave herself over completely to ensuring my pleasure, for which I was exceedingly grateful. As we fondly said our goodbyes I told her I would be back the next day, and on my way out of the bar I made sure to thank the mamasan for setting me up with this fantastic girl.

I've established a practice on the final days of my visits to Jakarta to try to repeat with girls that I have enjoyed. Despite the fun I had exploring new venues, with limited time due to a midnight flight out, it felt right to stay with the tried and true. It also meant eliminating some fun possibilities: I was not certain Nancy would be back at FM1 but the potential Friday traffic made a visit there fraught with difficulty; the distance to King's Cross made it unrealistic to seek out Onya there. I did try to book Yanny at Orchardz, but the language barrier thwarted my attempted phone booking (plus I had forgotten her masseuse number, remembering only her name which did not help much).

Fortunately, some of my best experiences were within striking distance. I began with a late-morning visit to Royal Mas to see Nikki. I had to come back after a half hour as she was with another guest, but when I finally got to see her she greeted me with a big smile. Upstairs she treated me to another slippery and sensual soapie, followed by some vigorous shagging of her tight little body. I loved this kewpie-doll of a girl, so unbelievably cute and friendly. More unbelievable was that all this came at a price that barely crossed the 20 dollar mark.

Though I had more repeat visits to make, having Sun City Club just a couple of blocks north of my hotel on Hayam Wuruk made it imperative to at least check it out. Well, the place was nearby as the crow flies, but thanks to the maze that is the Lindeteves Trade Center mall, on whose 6th floor Sun City is located, it took over half an hour just within that befuddling building. The mall, specialized in construction materials, is as unlikely a location as you could imagine for a swank sex club. Getting through the mall itself was like navigating an Escher painting, with elevators that moved in slow motion and only went to certain floors, and few signs, which were mostly misleading (news flash: accurate signs for how to find a stairwell, without getting routed to a dead end, is useful to have in a big building). I think keeping Sun City off the beaten path was by design; guests must typically arrive by car to make very discreet entrances. At the time this should have signaled to me how exclusive (and expensive) the place was.

But that is something I realized once I entered Sun City's main lobby and entrance hallways, clad entirely in marble with soaring ceilings and mirrors in gilded frames (a drastic contrast with the plain mall). The place felt like a palace or the receiving rooms in a foreign ministry building. It was completely empty, and I wandered the halls a bit before finding an employee to direct me to the spa.

That had more of a Japanese feel to it, with lots of wood and water, and two cute receptionists. One walked me over to the locker rooms, giving me all the details. The cover charge for the facilities and real massage was about 300,000, and then in the room I would negotiate with the girl for extra services, but she then told me that the price for that would be something like 1. 7 million Rupiah. The women were Chinese, she told me, but if I decided to take a massage I would not have the chance to select my masseuse, one would be provided sight unseen. What 2-Juta stratospheric price did not do to make me do an about-face, this inability to select the girl did. So I thanked her and left.

Besides mall-exploring and sex, pirated DVD shopping was on my to-do list up at Glodok Plaza, but another essential item to be ticked was a return visit to see cutie Marsha. I was hoping against a replay of FM1 where my great girl was a no-show at work the next day. Fortunately this time, my girl was there and I just had to wait a bit for her to finish her beauty regimen here in the mid-afternoon.

Marsha was such an adorable young thing that once we were in the room my teacher-student fantasy washed over me. As Marsha sat on the edge of the bed and I stood there fully-dressed, I gently pushed her back and hiked up her sexy short skirt. Unzipping my fly and maneuvering my rock-hard cock out of my pants, I leaned in and pulled the crotch of her sheer black panties aside and placed the head of my cock on Marsha's warm pussy lips. She gave a half-hearted cluck of disapproval but then nodded when I pushed my throbbing boner into her tight, hot vagina. I built up a rhythm as I looked down at her face, our eyes locked on each other.

We soon shed more clothing and Marsha climbed on top to ride me. Throughout the rest of our two hours together I held her small body close as we fucked. We alternated between penetration and oral play, as Marsha would apply her hot little tongue from my toes to all points north with her exquisite cat-bath skills. Throughout this time together we would exchange smiles and Marsha would tease me playfully. I was sad to see it all come to an end but like all good things it had to run its course, and I parted with Marsha with a mixture of elation and sadness. I let the prospects of the remainder of my busy day take my mind off the latter.

Only one more appointment remained for this Jakarta visit. After I finished at Royal Mas in the morning I stopped by Berlian to arrange an evening appointment with Irna, to guarantee she would be the capstone to my trip. When I turned up at 7:30 there she was, with her adorable shy smile, braces showing between her soft lips. To show my appreciation for facilitating all this, I gave the mamasan (also named Irna, tiny in stature but big in personality) a warm hug and the tip she solicited.

Then it was up to the room with Irna, my island girl, her brown skin, jet black hair, and precious face out of a Henri Matisse painting. Another sweet session followed, the whole time my eyes drawn to the mirror beside the bed to watch her small naked body against mine, our skin glistening as we perspired from our exertions. We parted with a hug as I promised to be back on my next trip to Jakarta, hoping for a reprise of our time together. Then it was off to the hotel for me to pick up my bag and settle in for the cab ride to the airport, exhausted but happy: it had been a good trip.

[QUOTE=IbnButtita;1814844]*snip* Then it was off to the hotel for me to pick up my bag and settle in for the cab ride to the airport, exhausted but happy: it had been a good trip.[/QUOTE]Exhausted for sure! Sounds like it was a great week. Thanks for sharing. TTG.

[QUOTE=IbnButtita;1814844]I've established a practice on the final days of my visits to Jakarta to try to repeat with girls that I have enjoyed. Despite the fun I had exploring new venues.
Then it was off to the hotel for me to pick up my bag and settle in for the cab ride to the airport, exhausted but happy: it had been a good trip.[/QUOTE]Absolutely great report IBN BUTTITA: Shukran Habibi Shukran:

It seems Jakarta is an awesome cheap place for outstanding south Asian Latino fun. I've had some indo girls in HK but Jakarta is cheap and these girls are so GFE you can just go on and on and on. What we pay here in Dubai is outrageous as the prices you have mentioned for the fun you have had is almost nothing. I think the price you paid for 7 days of mongering is what we end up wasting in 1 night or max 2 nights. DXB is outrageously expensive no wonder all EE and European girls want to work here than in any other part of the world. Crazy it is:

Anyhow a great report and thanks in advance from all of the newbies, Jakarta is the new place we want to visit.

Alex

Ibn Buttita, one thing for sure is that you are adventurous. Some of those places you went are rarely ever mentioned here on this forum. I always find it strange that the same places like Travel and Classic are mentioned over and over and over again on this forum when there are hundreds of places to go in this city. Excellent reports!

Great series of reports IBN! Really helpful. Although I have visited most of the places you did, there are a few that I missed that I am now interested in checking out, e.g.. , Orchardz (actually, on one of the holidays when the Penjay Kotah Indah places were closed for a holiday, I was directed to Orchardzf on Pangaran Jayakarta, but it was closed too, so never got over there when it was open). It is kind of funny how many restrict themselves to Classic or Travel in North Jakarta, when from a service standpoint they are probably the worst places.

Marioboro might be a bit better, but there are plenty of other options in that area, many of which offer equal or better service for less cost.

Anyway, thanks again for sharing your experiences.

Thanks all, it was definitely my pleasure to revisit the memories of my visit with the reports. I have to say.

There's some really good forum guys in Jakarta, who've been great guides to me, like EgyMonger (who has set me.

Up at Kings Cross multiple times now! And Smoothy, I visited a number of those places based on that.

Report of yours without even knowing who wrote it, so thanks for the guidance from that.

On that note, places like Ruko Robinson do have possibilities, the King's Cross area has so many places.

In that neighborhood most of which I did not try, there's so many options that it's almost scary. The big takeaway I think is that in Jakarta it is an inverse proportion, in my opinion.

Between price and quality, but I did like the places like Orchardz that cost a little more but the whole.

Experience of getting pampered plus the sex was part of what made the holiday.

Alex7 J, maybe in Dubai there is a little bit of that value too with the Pinays vs. The Eastern Europeans and Russians? But there the base-line is so high.

That you (and I as I remember from a couple of visits) do have to pay a lot more than desired.

Just returned from my trip to Jakarta, and will periodically write reviews on various places I have visited. This may be my last foray to JKTA, I may return to visit Bandung, but have my eyes set on other places such as Phnom Penh next time.

BFashion Hotel.

Lots of Hype behind BFashion Hotel, so wanted to check it out. Left rather disappointed and feeling there are better options considering the cost and my time spent. Since it is an actual hotel (where people stay at) it may be a good option if you are coming in from a late flight, and want a place fairly close to the airport where all the 'entertainment' is in the same building.

O'ppai lounge: Arrived around 11 pm on a weekday and quite dead. Only one of 3-4 groups of customers. Dancers dance in groups of 5, including Thai dancers. Quality of dancers would rate 6/10 in looks. Entrance fee is 100 k including drink (beer or whiskey coke). Not nearly the same amount of energy and vibe you would experience at Tease or Malio Club. Low ceilings. Hear there is a shower show on Fridays, but this visit did not please me enough to come back. As usual, dancers will harrass you for LDs.

Spa: After you dress into your robe, you may enter the Lounge on left side to select FS gals. There were about 12 on display, quality about 6-7/10 dressed in full gown. A few SYTs, 1-2 CFM types but nothing to my liking. Price is 1 Juta. For the same price, I would rather goto Emporium spa, as they have better facilities and slightly better looking girls. Since the FS gals were disapointing, went to check out the massage gals on right side (see the main counter upon exit of changeroom, and there is prices menu). Prices ranged from 300-600 k for massage gals depending on service, but disapointed that I could only choose these gals based on handphone pics, and not in person. Left BFashion rather dissapointed, and did not get any action.

Overall Rating (4/10), I give BFashion a miss. There are better options for the $, such as Emporium, KC, Classic, etc. I'm sure there are some gems at BFashion, and better selection on Weds-Sat, but given the location (Grogol), time to travel there, and potential for failure, I've written this place off in my future visits unless someone convinces me otherwise. I would have had a better time had the bro who joined me wasn't as much of a pussy than the ladies in there.

Gents, below report from a Jakarta resident thought Id the share a little about my activities over NYE week in the capital. Starting on Sunday met up with a previously met 27 yr SKOUT girl, took to my house for a two sessions and lots of drinking. No money paid, no condom and no cum inside.

Monday night, met up after work with a 21 yr girl, this time a hotel on Sabang for real GFE passionate session. She was a hijab virgin and a maid when I first met her, whom I have been seeing now for 2 yrs, originally off wechat. Its kinda cool when a your fucking a girl hard and she's is begging you with 'oohhh mister fuck me harder' I love the 'oohh mister' comments. She wants a double penetration so we practiced that with me in the ass and vibrator in her pussy. A fellow forum member, who is in town next month has volunteered to join so we talked about that a lot and she is really excited about it. Anyway, after first pop off to Garuda padang on sabang (Garuda sells beer :) ), this girl is real kampung and eats with her fingers. Hahaha. After that back to the room for another pop. No money spent except hotel and dinner (and a vibrator and perfume gift). No condom, but no cum inside, except ass.

Tuesday night, after work went to a legit massage place. No happy ending, but full nude massage performed I love that mixture of exhibitionist and self control with a raging hardon and the girl massaging your thighs and belly with your cock staring her in the face. Then met up with an old flame for dinner we didn't go back to a room, but we planned to this week, so that should be good. She is a no condom, no cum inside and no anal girl. She is 33 yr business executive and very picky, doesn't like Indo men. Hence hasn't had sex since me about a year ago, so I know when we meet she will go off. Went home with no sex, but I needed a rest anyway.

Wednesday lunch met up with another 29yr ex-skout business woman, great lunch and kinky talk, she paid half for lunch. She owns her own house (small ok) and car and also doesn't like to screw Indo men, she was 2 yrs without sex first time I met her. She doesn't want to goto my house or a hotel and her mother is in Jakarta for New Yr, so she didn't want to do anything. She is no condom and cum inside girl, but no anal. Headed off to Kalibata city for a pre-arranged after work twitter hooker fuck, so what happens here is for about a 4week period, some guy rents a room and 5 girls work there, they live there, its during school and uni holidays. The room was typical of young girls living together - empty cigarette packets everywhere, clothes hanging all over the place, dirty bathroom, fridge empty, except for water. The price was 800k, of that a 200k deposit - you arrive at the lobby and the girl appears. It was so weird and exciting to be sitting in a 2 bedroom apt, with 5 girls who were there during their school holidays - they were all so sweet and with little little english - between 18 (maybe?) and 21, all giggly. Pretty good GFE with the girl Gege I had including DATY and BBBJ, and great firm tits - I opted for a condom which meant I had to pound her hard. Funny to be pounding away and the girlfriends are in the room next door watching tv no doubt hearing the bed bashing the wall, when I left another punter turned up- I'm not sure how many they do an hour, but it was 2 bedrooms and just me for most of the 45mins I was there.

Thursday night, new years eve as I couldnt find anyone to party with - I met up again with my Skout girl from Sunday night. And spent NYE out then in a villa in the south, fucked a total of 5 times in two days. Included anal sex, pool sex, and a whole day spent naked in the pool, no condom and no cum inside, except ass. No money spent (except NYE drinks) she left midday Saturday. Pics in photo gallery.

Saturday afternoon, picked up a hijab girls number whilst getting phone card topup will see how that goes, cute thin and young and can't wait to get her naked, been texting already.

Sunday, decided to treat myself to a lunchtime FJ massage. Off to Kartika, about 12 girls working, of which 4 or 5 I would do, but its always hard to tell in the low light. Chose Leah, who was maybe 30, 3 kids from Semarang, small tits which is unusual for a Kartika girl, usual overuse of white makeup, but a really really hairy Bush, which is unusual for a hooker. Anyway, the typical awesome soapy massage, finishing in blowjob and FJ, somehow she even slipped a condom on and I didn't even notice, I never had this before, I asked her for the condom and she said sudah, so I'm like ok lets go. Session ended, she question why I didn't produce much cum (because I'm fucking drained!) photos in gallery, hard to get a good pic because she wouldn't really let me.

My phone is going crazy with Wechat, Skout, tinder.... Gents it is so easy to score, these girls love white guys and most don't want anymore than dinner, drinks and someone who treats them nice and fucks them hard. And they don't care how many girlfriends you have, so long as you are nice to them when you are with them. This week I will meet some fresh blood and see how that goes.

Now wheres the triple lecithin :)

[QUOTE=MasBule;1821685]Tuesday night, after work went to a legit massage place. No happy ending, but full nude massage performed [/QUOTE]Thanks for your post with lots of useful information. Where did you get the massage? This sounds like a great experience.

[QUOTE=EshBoston;1822212]Thanks for your post with lots of useful information. Where did you get the massage? This sounds like a great experience.[/QUOTE]I get these all the time, at legit places like Mitra Sehat or Bersih Sehat. At todays exchange rates. At $10 USD, why wouldn't you?

Not usually a problem, sometimes they throw the towel back on when you roll onto your front. Sometimes not.

It actually allows them to massage you better anyway. Long strokes over your butt, instead of being interfered with by a rogue towel.

Try get a nude massage in the west and they will call the cops. Asia no problem at all.

[QUOTE=MasBule;1821685]Gents, below report from a Jakarta resident thought Id the share a little about my activities over NYE week in the capital. Starting on Sunday met up with a previously met 27 yr SKOUT girl, took to my house for a two sessions and lots of drinking. No money paid, no condom and no cum inside.
[/QUOTE]And so on. And so on.

Pardon, but do you actually think it's cool to bang around with no condom on? We might end up with the stuff you are spreading around!