Day 1

The bus into Amsterdam brought me in later than I expected. By the time I got settled in, rested, and had a plan situated, it was already 10pm. Due to the fairly poor reputation of Amsterdam prostitution venues, I had my target visits grouped by area. Tonight started off with a visit to Societé Anonyme at Stadhouderskade 64, http://www.societeanonyme.nl/. The location was easy to find, but the club had been renamed to Club Crystal, http://www.crystalclub.nl/en/. The previous site is still up and has pictures of one of the women I mention below. Photos are only available for one other that I didn't see. The new site has no photos of the escorts as of this posting. I also noticed that the new site mentions a cover charge that includes drinks, but they didn't quote me one that night.

Back to the story...I pushed the button outside the door and was buzzed in moments later. Upstairs I was greeted by the female bartender. She explained that there was no cover charge and that I should come in for a drink and check out the available women.

I was still a bit groggy from my nap earlier, so I opted for a Red Bull after confirming it's price of 10 euros. After a few minutes, the women started approaching me one by one to introduce themselves. There were about 10 available at the time on Saturday night, but only 4 were worth considering. Unfortunately, each of the four had a significant drawback. The prettiest with large tits was overweight, a 9 from the chest up and a 5 from the waist down. The second prettiest was fit but slightly older with small tits and seemed to be the least interested in my business. The third prettiest was fit, but had expressions that looked a bit strange and a limp, or just couldn't walk properly in heels. The final option was pretty and fit and had the best personality, but she also had the smallest tits, just finished with a guy, and was quickly snatched up when the next customers arrived. The last one currently has photos up on the old site. Here's one of them.



After some careful consideration I decided that I wasn't really inspired by any of them, but I asked the bartender about pricing anyways since she hadn't mentioned anything before. I think I was able to conceal my shock of discovering it was 240 euros for the hour. None of the four were worth that price, and it would be a laughable quote for the rest. I sat for a short time longer, paid up my bill, and asked the operating hours of the club. I was told they were open daily from about 8pm until 4am or so. I thanked them, received a few good byes, and left.

My next stop was a considerable walk away and supposedly had a bad reputation, but I decided to check it out anyways. Golden Key is located at Overtoom 294, http://http://www.clubgoldenkey.nl/. The website has only very basic information. Their operating hours are similar to Club Crystal. When I arrived a bunch of middle-eastern men were leaving. The hostess quoted me a cover charge of 70 euros that including three drinks and 250 euros if I wanted to spend an hour with one of their women. I thanked her for the information and continued on.

My last stop for the evening was on the same street, but a significant walk further. Ria's is at Overtoom 558, http://http://www.riasmensclub.nl/. The hostess invited me in for a drink and to check out the women, only 5 were available. She was upfront about the session pricing, 250 euros for the hour, but was a bit evasive when I asked about cover and drink pricing. Eventually I managed to get out of her that there was no cover and an offer for free beer. I was a bit uneasy about accepting, but I stayed for the beer and ended up having no problems.

Of the five women at Ria's, two were worth paying for, but not worth 250 euros. One was a younger woman dressed in lingerie with a decent body and a seemingly good attitude, plus she did a decent pole dance performance, but I didn't like her hair and she wasn't that pretty. The other one was a pretty but older woman, late 30s or early 40s I think, with a very friendly personality and dressed more conservatively. I spoke quite a bit with the latter. I also got an update on their new hours which they said weren't yet reflected on their business card. I was told they're open noon til 5am on weekdays, and 8pm til 5am on Saturday and Sunday.

Eventually I thanked the ladies, told them I would return the following night, and left. I spent the next 30 or 40 minutes walking back to the hostel and turned in.

On a funny note, this one day of the trip that I didn't find myself a date, I still ended up in a room with people having sex. My roommates were three Romanian woman, nothing too exciting, a 5, 6, and 7 at best. The 6 and 7 brought guys back to the room around 5am. I don't think the 6 got any, but the 7 had sex 2 or 3 times about 7 feet away from me. She hardly made any noise, but the guy was breathing hard and there was some slurping and smacking going on. It was somewhat stimulating but I didn't wack off or anything. I would rather have gotten more sleep.

If I understand, you were in a hostel with both men and women staying in the same room, and many of your roommates brought people back to the room to have sex with them.

Sounds complicated.

MM

I had three female roommates, I rated their looks at 5, 6, and 7 on a scale of 10. I was the only male in the room until two of them brought back guys.

Day 2

I worked on my itinerary in the earlier part of the day and bought a 24 hour tram pass for 7 euros. After that I took line 10, then changed to line 14, to make my way to a massage parlor/brothel called Asmara at Willem De Zwijgerlaan 70, http://www.asmara.nl/. According to the website, their hours are 10am to midnight every day. An asian guy let me in and handed me the price sheet. Only four women were available when I arrived. Fortunately, all four were acceptable with two I liked and at the more reasonable price of 70 euros for 30 minutes or 100 euros for an hour. I chose the latter with Maria, a fair-skinned Romanian with large natural tits and a relatively pretty face. Maria looked like someone I knew from high-school, but I can't think of anyone famous she even comes close to resembling.

The asian guy led me to the bottom of some narrow stairs which led to a large room with a bed and shower and told me that I could shower and Maria would join me shortly. I was ready on the bed by the time she showed up about 10 minutes later. When she first walked in I thought she looked less attractive than when I saw her just a short time earlier, but then she smiled again. Maria was still only a 7 at best, although she did have very nice tits. Her ass was a little larger than it appeared once her clothes came off.

Maria started off with the massage. It was long but uninspired and concentrated almost solely on my lower back and ass. Eventually she proceeded to the "body-to-body" massage they mention, but that wasn't very good either. She did this mostly on my back. It was a little nicer when she had me turn over, but it still wasn't anything special and far from the quality of other body-to-body massages I've had elsewhere.

Things got a little better when it came time for the covered BJ. That was followed by some cowgirl, missionary, and doggie. Cowgirl was the best with Maria, but not really memorable. Overall I'd have to say the whole thing was just acceptable. I had a decent time, but I wouldn't repeat with her.

At the end I showered again, thanked Maria, and left.

I did a few touristy things before hitting the infamous Red Light District of Amsterdam near the Oude Kerk. To my surprise, it was much smaller than I imagined, both in capacity and number of prostitutes working. Overall I think I saw about 30 available prostitutes on a Sunday around 5pm, maybe 5 or so that I would consider doing. There might be more available in the evening, I'll find out later. The daytime also had tons of regular tourists, so it would be hard to go into one of the rooms without 10 to 20 witnesses at least unless you were really careful with quick timing. The one exception seemed to be one section in a building that didn't get as much traffic. One of the prostitutes in there caught my eye. Only a few were in that section.

After a few walkthroughs, I ate dinner at a sports bar that had an all-you-can-eat rib special for 10 euros. The food filled me up but it was nothing to write home about. I stopped by the market before it closed for some backup drink and food supplies and returned to the hostel for a nap. I woke up a short time later, but ended up staying in for the night.

Day 3

After my early tourist activities and a few errand runs, I decided to walk by Club Elegance at Nicolaas Witsenkade 38 just to see where it was. I was reluctant to put it in my list of places to visit since it was reported to be a place that charged a 75 euro cover charge. It was easy to find, but no longer there. On the door was a sign that said "Club Elegance No More".

I stopped by the RLD later to do some scouting. There were a couple places I wanted to check out before hitting up a window prostitute, so I was only there to look. There were a few women I liked with looks in the 8-9 range, so I had a feeling I'd be back soon given the reputation of my next stops.

Jan Bik was a short walk away from the RLD at Buiten Wieringerstraat 3-5, http://www.janbik.nl/_en/clubs/amsterdam.html. I didn't have high hopes because I knew Jan Bik was supposed to be the budget brothel in Amsterdam that tended to employ more "mature" women. To my surprise the first woman I spotted was actually attractive, but the other three were ugly. Prices were 50e for 30 minutes or 70e for the hour. I was considering having a session since it was only 50e, but I couldn't stop thinking about the beauties in the RLD and didn't really want to settle. The attractive prostitute walked around the back of the bar, so I was able to get a better view of her body. I discovered she had some extra midsection, so that made it easier for me to pass on the session. I asked the hostesss when some additional workers were coming in and was told 10pm, I said I might come back later.

Since I couldn't get a couple beauties out of my head, I headed back to the RLD. I missed my first choice, as she was leaving work when I returned. My second choice just seemed to disappear, so I assumed she got off work also. After some wandering around, I was solicted and eventually physically pulled into a room by a blond Bulgarian named Monica. She didn't look like any celebrity I could think of, but she was pretty and had a nice body. We agreed to 50e for 20 minutes with multiple positions and touching.

Unfortunately, I could tell by the time she started blowing me that it wasn't going to be a good session. The CBJ was too rapid and too mechanical. Her personality and sensuality had almost entirely disappeared after I paid her the money, plus the room was overheated, so I just got bored and uncomfortable. She wanted me to get on top of her, but I requested doggie to which she replied she didn't do. I really lost interest in her after that. She gave me a lame handjob with the little time that was left.

I made a couple rounds before getting pulled into a room by a Romanian I'll just call Bitch. She told me her name, but the session was so bad that I think my brain tried to surpress it. Actually, it wasn't that horrible, but it was unpleasant overall. Bitch is an attractive girl with a very nice body. She told me she liked me, which was unbelievable, but her promise of a good time seemed sincere. Unfortunately, once she had my 50 euroes she proceeded to tell me that if I wanted to pay 50 euros more, I could have double the time at a relaxed pace, but if I didn't she would just rush and it wouldn't be very good. I basically replied with why should I trust her when she promised me a good time at one price, but then doubled the price for a good time after I gave her the money. I think we actually wasted a good 10 minutes just talking and arguing about her approach. She didn't end the session yet, though. She still tried to get me off and at one point put her beautful ass in my face to play with, but our arguing got me so worked up in a bad way that it was rather pointless. I think she realized that I was a decent guy by the end. She seemed a little remorseful when I left and still wished me a better time with someone else and a good rest of my trip.

My next stop was a brothel, Amsterdam Prive at Overtoom 443. I don't know for certain, but it appeared it was no longer operating there. I found the doorway labeled 443, but the buzzer only contained a couple names, no tag nor sign to indicate a club or brothel like the other places had. I could have pressed one of the buttons, but I decided to just move on.

Park 118, http://www.park118.nl, was the last brothel stop for the night. I easily found this at Sarphatipark 118. Note that the north part of this wide street has a completely different street name, Ceintuurbaan. The hostess invited me in, but explained that it was a busy night (Monday 8:15pm) and she only had one woman available. Nicky soon entered the room to greet me. She wasn't as ugly as I had expected, but I wasn't close to considering her. She had an OK face and wasn't quite fat, but she had significant extra in her torso.

I had written off the night by this time, but headed back to the RLD since I wasn't ready to sleep yet. I figured I'd do some scouting for a potential visit the next night.

I lucked out! My second choice from earlier was still working and was available. After our brief introduction, I could tell Jacquelyn from Bulgaria appeared more promising than Monica and Bitch. She was short, well tanned, and well proportioned in terms of curves. Her face looked slightly small in proportion to her body and her smile was slightly crooked, but I personally found her very attractive. She offered normal services for 20 minutes for 50 euros, and unlike the others, was undressed before I was. What made this even more unusual, and more of a good thing, was that she didn't ask for money up front. My third time was the charm. Jacquelyn gave an enthusiastic CBJ, rode with vigor in cowgirl, and made all the right moves in missionary and doggie.

I had a big day of tourist activities starting in the morning, so after parting from Jacquelyn, I returned to the hostel to eat, organize, clean up, and sleep.

Day 4

I did tourist stuff in the early morning, most notably a visit to the Anne Frank House. Of my travels to many places around the world, I considered this to be one of the most moving. This was my third attempt to visit, I was discouraged by the line on the previous two attempts. I would recommend purchasing tickets online or getting there before they open, the line can get long quickly afterwards.

I then did a quick walk through the RLD around 10:30am. Only about 8 of the windows were open, but of those, 5 were attractive with two very tempting, but I decided to wait for now.

From the nearby Central Station, I purchased a 10.70 euro ticket to Den Haag, or The Hague, and got there in about 50 minutes. I had two goals, visiting the red light districts there and the Maurithaus Museum. For visiting the RLD only, the Den Haag HS station is a lot closer, but the walk from Den Haag Central was still only about 15 minutes.

I didn't have a map for Den Haag and it was a little difficult finding one, but I did eventually at a Mercure Hotel. I probably should have made more of an effort at the station, but I wandered out thinking a tourist office would be very close by, it ended up being farther and a little difficult to find. I would recommend having a good map in advance if possible, especially if pressed for time at all.

Due to the map hassles, I didn't arrive at the first RLD until 30 minutes later. My first visit was to the more upscale RLD on Geelenstraat and Hunsestraat. This RLD is basically a small T formation right off straat. This RLD was thus far the smallest of the Belgian and Netherlands RLDs I had visited, but there were still about 30 prostitutes working in the mid-afternoon on Tuesday. I only found two of the women very attractive, there were several more in my range but nothing exciting. The rest were too old, too fat, or both.

My two choices were between a voluptuous light-skinned brunette with big tits or a skinny tan blond that was slightly prettier. The blond had a great smile and would have been the better choice if I had to guess, but the sultry looks of the brunette managed to seduce me. Fortunately, I wasn't disappointed.

My pick was Melanie, a 20 year old from Hungary. She looked kind of like porn star Melissa Lauren but with shorter and wavier hair. Melanie quoted me 50 euros for 20 minutes for standard service with different positions and full touching to which I agreed. Entering the building was a little different as I had to get buzzed into a first door before she came to open the second door to lead me to her private room.

Melanie upsold me after I paid her, but she did so much better than Bitch the previous day. Her attitude was pleasant the entire time, she never told me the service would suffer if I declined, she offered something additional, and she came down in price when I initially declined. She first asked if I wanted any additional services, then offered BBBJ for an additional 50e when I said I couldn't think of anything specific I wanted. I considered it for a moment but said no, but she could tell I was interested and brought the price down to 30e. I asked if I would get additional time and she said 30 minutes total. We had a deal. Melanie asked for the additional money before we started.

The BBBJ was better than most CBJs, but only adequate in relation to other BBBJs I've had. She also had a nice soft touch, but I would also described that as good, not great. But what Melanie lacked in those areas she made up for with a sexy gaze and some skillful manuevering in cowgirl. I used the entire 30 minutes, ending with a pleasant climax in missionary. I asked about pictures, but has been the case with most places, she wouldn't allow even non-face shots. Still, I left a happy man and at least had someone in mind that she resembled to better remember her.

The walk to the budget RLD on Doblestraat took about 7 minutes, plus a few minutes figuring the route out. This RLD was located on a single street. Here there were a lot more guys wandering and more women as well, maybe 40 or so total prostitutes working. Unfortunately, the women were all flawed in some manner with no stunners. Most were too old, too fat, or both. There were two women I could have gone with if I really had to, but that was it. I didn't ask any prices here, but I had read quotes that prices here were 25 euros for 15 minutes. I only did two laps before leaving.

After the budget RLD, I made my visit to the Maurithaus Museum, did a little souvenir shopping, and hung out a little bit more before returning back to Amsterdam. I arrived around 6:30pm and headed to the RLD despite knowing it would be a bad time. Only 5 prostitutes were working, but 2 of them were hot. I then headed back to my hostel to get some rest and prepare for my return to Belgium.