Wednesday 24 March 2010

Happy Ending

I got to the point in lonelyville Dubai where i just needed to be in close proximity to a woman. A trawl usual the usual terms via Google took me to an ex-patriate website which serves a number of countries with sizeable ex-pat communities.

One advert particularly caught my eye - using the term happy ending, the girl advertising had some nice photographs and apparently offered massage with the famous so-called happy ending! Maybe this is what I needed?

A call established that the price would be 700 dirhams (though her ad said 500). The young lady concerned told me she was a Brit and over in Dubai for a month or so visiting with her boyfriend. The price seemed a bit high to me and I decided to think it over. I looked at a number of the other ads for Erotic Encounters or Erotic Services (only available for registered members) but none took my fancy.

Next night,I checked the site again, and this time, our British girl had a new, really nice photo displaying a fine pair of breasts, and the price was still 500 dirhams on the website - she had not updated. I called again and after a brief chat about location, I asked was the price 500 dirhams and she said "yes".

We were on! I got the location - a French owned hotel just along Sheikh Zayed Road less than 20 mins from where I was staying and clutching my cash, hit the road. However, could I get off that bloody road? No, I overshot maybe three times before finally getting outside some 20 mins late. I had called several times to apologise for my lateness, but this time, she said another client was on the way at the top of the next hour. Eventually I found my way to the hotel and gave her a call to apologise and make a small offering for being late. She said, no worried and why didn't I come up anyway.

Made my way up and this real vision answered the door in a basque, nice shoes and with a lovely petit body but the nice breasts from the website picture were clearly hers. She explained that this was not a sex service, rather she liked to provide a massage and a happy ending! That was all I neeeded. I was invited to lie on the bed and take my clothes off and soon this fine looking young lady was at work - I did say that as I had been later than expected, I was happy for her to move to the happy ending!

It was wonderful, she really knew how to wank - touching my arse and balls, really stroking my cock and the head in particular with jus the right amount of pressure. She told me she had been in Dubai for a month or so, over with her boyfriend who worked in Dubai. Some clients has been difficult, Indians and Pakistanis in particular who just did not get the concept of a "happy ending" and were really rude and objectionable.

She told me that she liked spunk on her face, but tonight, she was made up for the following client and we couldn't do it this time. She also said she liked playing with spunk when it shoots on her body . . . fucking great language and she said it like she meant it. As I got closer to cumming, I asked if I could play with her tits - she agreed and I pulled down the front of the basque and played with her very nice nipples. She returned the compliment and really pinched my nipples too - a guaranteed accelerant towards cumming.

Soon I came and she cleaned me up - this was a nice, sexy, exciting encounter with a good looking British girl in her twenties - a nice break from weeks of hermit like enforced abstinence and highly recommended.

Next day, the same girl had a new pic and the price on her site was AED 500.

Tuesday 23 March 2010

Dubai's sex industry - a snapshot of four days of fun

March 2010

Dubai which is in the midsts of a recession like much of the rest of the world is a very curious but interesting place. An Islamic society exhibiting many (but not all) the trappings of the decadent west. But as recent news stories show, even kissing on the lips in public, or sending suggestive texts to each other can get you into trouble.

Arriving there, the first thought that came to mind was that this place, with its tall, extraordinary and mostly tasteless architecture on either side of Sheikh Zayed Road, looked a bit like Las Vegas and it's strip. Look closer and you realise that Vegas does not have a 12 lane freeway running down the middle of it with vehicles beeping along at 120km/h plus. The beeps being the sound every vehicle has to make when it is driven faster than the maximum speed limit there.

Dubai's Freeway, effectively splits the town in two. There are limited crossings and a failure to leace at the right point leads to frustrating detours with no guarantee you will ever get back to where you wanted to be. Many crossing are under consstruction but the local press recently found one road tunnel that the local transport authority claimed not to know about!

Unlike the Vegas Strip, Dubai does not have casinos, or strip joints or any of the other adult play places that allows Vegas to say "what goes on in Vegas stays in Vegas". At first sight, it does not look like a lot "goes on" in Dubai - but as I set out to discover, it does.

Prostitution is common and seems to be marketed in all the usual ways, nightclubs full of working girls, Internet sites and even girls on the street outside (or inside) hotels. As I talked to some of these working girls, I learnt of their customers, their business, who runs things and how and actually really got to like one of them very much.