My buddy B.
and I left for Dakar on Monday 23rd of February for a short fishing trip
in Senegal. We only booked a hotel for the first night as we were arriving
at approx. 02.00 am. We were quite lucky as we flew with an almost empty
Air Portugal flight so we had the chance to sleep. At the airport there
was a hotel shuttle who brought us to our hotel. In the lobby we spotted
a few "gazelles" with whom we would later on start a week of wild
nights and beautiful fishing days. After checking in and putting our luggage
in the rooms, we went downstairs and started introducing ourselves to the
girls. As there were only two left, choices were limited. One of them, her
name was Ndeye, looked quite ok, but the other one was over aged and overweighed,
and yes this was my companion.
We hopped of to a local nearby bar by taxi and I told her that I had no
interest in spending my time and money with her. She made no problems at
all and went away. A few minutes later she came back with her "sister".
In Africa everybody is each others sister or brother. This girl, Diar, was
extremely beautiful, tall, slim and willing from the first moment on. I
felt in heaven, and my pal B. a little disappointed with his girl as she
not as cute as mine. After many drinks we went back with them to our hotel
around 06.00am. There was no problem at all to take the girls up the room,
no extra tips, no hassle. Things couldn't get better.
We had a nice but short night in the room with all services included, but
I was really too tired from the trip and the booze to appreciate it very
well. Next morning, we rented a jeep with driver for the rest of the week
and went of with the girls to downtown Dakar. Renting a car with driver
was probably one of the best ideas we’ve had, as traffic in Dakar is
very, very, very busy, and discipline a unknown word for any African driver.
They do not mind any red light, speed limit, pedestrian or biker and they
only overtake another car when it is not possible. Otherwise there is no
fun in driving for them, I guess. We promised our girls some shopping, and
my god, apart from sex, shopping is their second nature. Anyway prices are
not European, the sun was shining, we felt good …. So akuna matata….
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Dakar is extremely busy, the girls almost all pretty and the man sticky
as mosquitoes.
After extensive shopping by the girls we went back in the car and off to
Saly “little beach” were we hoped to find accommodation for living
as well as for fishing. We were not very well prepared, as we never are
when we go on fishing trips, but we had some internet info on locations
and hotels, and fishing clubs. After a two hour ride through very dull landscapes,
extremely poor villages and passing by thousands of very nice gazelles,
we finally ended in the “Saly Espadon Club” in the Mbour region.
The hotel was not one of the cheapest, but had high quality rooms, staff
and an exquisite cuisine and again, no problem with bringing in roommates.
This was a dream come true. After a few drinks at the bar, making reservations
for a boat for the next for days, I went back to my room with Diar and had
good late afternoon BBBJ and ditto fuck. Then back to the bar and later
on we had a very nice dinner. We decided to have a walk into the local village
and had few drinks in a local bar. There were thousands of pretty girls
out and my buddy and I started to feel bad about having our girls hanging
around us all the time. We were in a desperate need of good excuses to get
rid of Ndeye and Diar the next day. Anyway the night fuck was nice the next
morning bbbj ok, so no problem so far. Then they both wanted money for beachwear
and new hair weaving. They looked beautiful and new when they came back.
Diar wanted some more money for more clothes and she started to give me
my so wanted excuse to drop her. The next night was not so good as she felt
tired and had an headache (were did I hear that too….), but we did
fuck, not as good as I wanted. She probably felt that I had something in
mind. Next morning we went fishing and both of them came along with us.
Of course they became seasick and went sleeping and vomiting for the rest
of the day. We had tons of fish and fun, but when we came back they both
wanted more money. I do not know about B., but I refused as I spent already
more than 200 Euros on clothes, hair etc… Obviously this was not something
what she expected, and she started arguing. As I am not prepared to have
extensive discussions during my holidays, I finally send her away, back
to Dakar with our private driver. B. was sitting at the bar with Ndeye,
and she proposed to contact her “sister – girlfriend” named
Fama. After pointing out my conditions and my wishes she called her on the
cell phone. I talked to her and she agreed to come over from Dakar next
morning. This was ok, as our driver was on his way to Dakar with Diar. We
called him and arranged the next morning trip and putted him in contact
with Fama. He was very pleased that he could spend the night with his wife
in Dakar, and we had no extra cost for taxi fares for Fama.
After a few drinks, a good meal I went to my room alone. I didn’t felt
the need for a one night stand yet. Next morning after breakfast, same program
: fishing. When we came back we went to the bar. No Fama, so more drinks.
Around 05.00pm there she is. Man, I couldn’t speak anymore, so black
so beautiful and so young and so sweet. I thought I was dreaming, but she
was real. B.’s eyes felt out of his head too. So Ndeye introduced her
to us and we started chatting and drinking, we long drinks, the girls Fanta
(Senegal is a Muslim country). She whispered in my ears what he wanted to
do with me at night and I got so hot that I could hardly wait till later.
So we had a quicky in my room. She was wearing nice tight white pants but
no panties…. I get a kick of that. After this short interval I started
talking about money, but she did not want any as she was not a whore (she
said). She told me she was pleased to spend a few days in a luxury hotel
had some good food and drinks as she never in her life experienced this.
This was more than I could have wished and I felt happy again. She told
me there was only one little problem : she could not stay until Sunday,
but had to leave on Saturday afternoon. Sad, but there were worse things
in life.
The next days were a dream and we spend as much time in bed as ever possible.
She was great, sweet and extremely sex hungry. Life can be beautiful. But
nice songs do not last forever and off she was on Saturday. Alone again.
We made arrangements that we would meet again Sunday night in our Dakar
hotel. B. took advantage of this to sent Ndeye back to Dakar as well with
Fama with some silly excuses as preparing our suitcases
Alone again.
But not for too long. Obviously the barmen spotted that the “gazelles”
were gone and kindly asked us about our plans for the night. And if we needed
some help. Anyway a long story short : they arranged for some new girls
for the night. Sorry but I do not recall their names anymore. But they looked
great and they knew their job quite well.
Next morning we left for Dakar and after a hell of a drive we gladly made
it to the hotel at the airport again. We only left at 03.00am so we had
some time left. I called Fama and we arranged to meet later for a last fuck.
Friend B. picked up very cute girl, Xena. She did what was expected from
a girl with such name : after the act she went mad about not getting the
right money for her performances. Luckily the doorman assisted us in getting
away without any physical damage.
This was just
a short review of a magnificent week in Senegal. The overall result was
more than good and we will surely go back there, but next time we will get
more prepared. Almost all girls are pretty, one more than the other. It
is not at all difficult to have the GFE. Beware of the prices and make arrangements
before you attack. In general girls are satisfied with 20 to 50 Euros per
night. Fama never discussed any prices, as she already found herself in
heaven with a beautiful hotel, 3 meals a day and free drinks.
Do NOT drive a car, but rent a car with driver of take a taxi.
On your arrival pick out one of the many males at the airport and promote
him as your guide. For a small daily fee he will get all the others from
your back, make the best deal on taxis, buying souvenirs, getting food,
and fun for the night. For five Euros a day plus some food and beverage
you are the most protected monger in Africa.
Do NOT take too much cash with you, VISA and MASTERCARD are commonly used.
Forget about AMEX.
Gifts such as old shoes, T-shirts, medicines and perfumes are highly appreciated
and do open more than doors only.