From the window of my bedroom in the five star hotel, the Pan Pacific Sonargaon, I had a panoramic view of the slums of Dhaka. A few hundred yards from the hotel grounds was a festering pond of black water surrounded by run-down shacks, some of which were on stilts. The hotel pool was closed and every day a team of ant like workers came to demolish an old gazebo which stood on the site. They didn’t have any machinery and knocked it down with small chisels. They carried the rubble away with their bare hands.

Bangladesh is not a spot many would choose for recreation. It’s by far the poorest country in Asia and parts of Dhaka are among the most dirty and depressing places in South Asia. But that doesn’t mean you can’t have fun there. And it won’t cost you much to do so.

Every time I go to an unfamiliar city, I usually just stand outside the hotel gates on the first night to see what happens. Generally, there’s someone who speaks English who makes a living off the rich hotel guests. And Dhaka was no exception. I met a “guide” called Ibrahim who soon approached me and asked if I wanted to do a bit of shopping. “Sure,” I said, “I need some new shirts and underwear because my bag got delayed at the airport.” I didn’t yet know whether to trust him but I agreed to catch a rickshaw to a nearby market with him. It wasn’t dark yet but I thought, if he murders me in the street my large white corpse will be damning evidence. During the whole time I was in Dhaka, and I went out nearly every night, I only saw one white tourist. This is a city of ten million people.

Anyway, at the market I picked up a few T-shirts and a couple of pairs of boxer shorts. I am sure I overpaid but then again, the price was about a fifth of what I would have paid back home. And I wanted to show a bit of respect to Ibrahim, who was obviously trying to see what else I could be sold. We went to a shack and ordered some soft drinks. The market traders gathered around and tried to interest me in other clothes but I simply enjoyed trying to talk to them about Dhaka. They didn’t speak much English but Ibrahim could get by and translated a few things.

We then took a stroll down the road and he asked me if I was looking for anything else. Something to smoke, perhaps? A girl? “Ah yes,” I said, “it would be nice to find a “girlfriend in Bangladesh.” “No problem,” he replied and would I like to go to a place he knew nearby? We took a rickshaw to another market area, nearer the hotel and not far from the railway tracks which run through the city centre. We climbed a dimly-lit stairway and the manager of the brothel greeted us. He and Ibrahim talked about money but of course as they were discussing something in Bengali I could not be sure what they were saying. After that, we negotiated a while in English and fixed a price of about $50 for an hour. I suspect that was high by local standards but this was my first time out and I wasn’t in the mood to quibble over another $20. They took me into a small room and brought in four girls. One was probably underage, the others were in their late teens. Two were very cute. All were wearing saris, which added to their exotic appeal. One thing I did notice about the women of Bangladesh, though, is that quite a lot have a bit of a pot belly on them. It’s probably due to the poor diet. But even the wealthy, middle class women often carry a bit of weight around the tummy even if they have nice slim waists and pretty faces. They also have a tendency towards saggy breasts. This is something I don’t like as my usual taste is for Chinese and Japanese women, who seem to retain perky titties into their late thirties! Anybody else have any thoughts on why the South Asia figure is like this?

Anyway, I made my choice and was left to get down to business with a cute little thing called Mita. She was pretty shy, but undressed me quickly and I guided her down to my cock which she caressed and played with for a while, with reasonable enthusiasm. I’d brought my own condoms and lube so after a while we fucked and I came pretty quickly.

It was not the most remarkable or enjoyable sex but reasonable value for money and, as I say, she was a cute girl. What I didn’t like was the dirtiness of the room. The sheets on the bed were not clean, the bathroom was filthy and I didn’t trust the water in the shower. Worse still, there were a couple of used condoms on the floor and on seeing them I nearly lost my hard-on.

A couple of nights later, Ibrahim took me to what he said was “a new place, very clean”. It was a bit cleaner than the first one but only by the pretty poor standards of Bangladesh. This time I negotiated to take two girls for $60. I chose one very petite little thing who had a cute smile and was wearing a mini skirt and a black top and one taller girl in a sari. They wanted to go one after the other but I insisted on a threesome. This must be a rare request but they improvised as best they could. At one point I got them to sit on their bed with their legs apart and swung one girl’s knee over the other one’s leg so I could take a look a their pussies together. They giggled a lot at that but seemed to enjoy the novelty. After that, I fucked the small one first, switched condom, and then came with the taller one on top of me, while the little one brought her tits up close to my face. The sex was hot, no doubt about it, but I was still bothered about the dirty state of the room and the rather unwashed aroma of the girls.

So, on the final night I headed back with Ibrahim to the same place. This time I’d got the deal worked out in my head. I wanted two girls back in my hotel room. For the whole night. The price would be $100, take it or leave it. The manager of the brothel had never been paid $100 for a deal before, so he brought in all the girls he had for me to choose from. Ibrahim recommended a girl called Pria, 20, who really had a beautiful face and tight, slim figure. I chose a little spinner to come along too, named, I think “E.T”. (See pictures below) Anyway, that was how it was pronounced. The fear I had was that I wouldn’t be able to get back into the hotel with this pair as security at the door seemed pretty tight. But this was my last night in town, so there was nothing to lose. Actually, it was surprisingly easy to get them in. I’d been spending plenty of money in the hotel, so I suppose the front of house staff didn’t want a fuss.

It was great to have them in my room. We relaxed with drinks from the mini bar, watched a bit of TV and tried to talk. Pria spoke a few words of English but if you’ve ever been in a situation like that you know it doesn’t really matter if they can speak your language or not. After a while, I stripped Pria of her clothes and led her to the shower. We took a long, hot one together with little ET standing nervously in the bathroom until I coaxed her in, too. I made sure they got their whole selves clean, including their pussies and arses. After that, they threw towels around themselves and we went back into my room, smoked some cigarettes and watched a bit of MTV Asia.

The sex was good, although ET didn’t want to do much oral. I’d picked up some nice Cialis at the hotel shop (openly on sale - $10 for four) so I could take my time and do the pair of them in a variety of positions. One of the best moments, was pumping into Pria while ET spread out on the bed on my right, letting me put my fingers deep inside her pussy. I then took ET from the top, with Pria pushing at my butt from behind. I finished it off with Pria on top of me and I don’t think I’ve been so deep inside a girl for years. I thought about pulling out and cumming onto the pair of them, but I was too far gone so I came inside Pria at that point. The girls headed back into the shower without me asking them to, and then came back to bed, clean, fresh and naked. I put my arms around little ET and nestled into her back. Pria cuddled me from behind and I soon fell asleep, totally content. I only wished I’d started taking girls back to the hotel earlier in the trip instead of putting up with the filthy brothel rooms.
The girls woke at about 5.30am and started to dress. They wanted me to walk them out of the hotel and back to the brothel where I’d found them, which was only five minutes walk from the hotel gate. I tipped them each another $10 on saying goodbye. It was a very fine experience.

So, although I wouldn’t give Bangladesh my wholehearted endorsement as one of the world’s great mongering destinations, if you ever find yourself in Dhaka in a horny mood, there’s ample fun to be had.

I enjoyed your very well-written report on a destination I'm sure the vast majority of us will never see. You sound like you have quite a sense of adventure and as you describe, seems like anywhere you go in the 3rd world there are fun things to be found there for the 'rich' tourist.

"It wasn’t dark yet but I thought, if he murders me in the street my large white corpse will be damning evidence." I love that attitude!

Thanks for sharing your experiences here.

Herman -

Very good report...thanks.

I haven't read many reports on Bangladesh. Hope you don't mind, but I am curious what it would reasonably cost to monger for a couple weeks there? Perhaps $1,000 per week...more or less...considering hotel, food/drink, and transportation getting around? What was your biggest expense while there, if you don't mind my asking?

Also, is P4P legal, illegal or ignored in Banglasdesh? If illegal...what is the penalty? (Small fine, jail-time, penis amputation, stoned to death?).

I've always thought Bangladesh or India could produce som pretty damn hot and exotic women. I've seen some hot looking Indian women in the States, but they typically come from money...therefore, (I assume) they are no where near the class of people that whores come from.

But, considering whores in country are probably the lowest rung on the social ladder...therefore, probably the poorest of the poor...therefore, poor diet, maybe drugs and abuse...might be hard to find a P4P woman who truly is super hot.

I assume religious ideals also would make it rather difficult for a white American to meet a good-looking non-pro in a situation that could lead to a little sack time? Or, are there discos and night clubs in Bangladesh full of loose women looking to be picked-up?

Thanks.

AJ

I've never read a "normal" trip report on Bangladesh much less one about mongering. I know that every few years the country is wiped out from some natural disaster and yet more people pop up afterwards than before. And George Harrison wrote a song about the place or something like that. Porker is right when he says that few of us will ever go there. Thanks for taking the time to share your experiences.

I enjoyed this report. I found it very informative. You mentioned something about pictures...."Ibrahim recommended a girl called Pria, 20, who really had a beautiful face and tight, slim figure. I chose a little spinner to come along too, named, I think “E.T”. (See pictures below)....."

Will they be posted soon?

Herman:
Thanks for sharing your experience.

Bangladesh is one of the poorest nations in the world. This has created a thriving prostitution scene. However, it is all underground. You have to go through middle-men or pimps to meet these girls.

Overall, did the girls *perform* to your expectations? Did you get the impression that there were more such brothels and given more time Ibrahim could have taken you there?

Thanks!

Thank you all very much for your kind comments. I have some great pictures to go with the report but they are not up yet. In terms of legality, no P4P is not legal in Bangladesh but widely tolerated, as it is in many societies. I think it is almost impossible to meet women in normal circumstances in bars and discos. They simply do not go out to socialise at all in places with men. Most men meet their partners through arranged marriages or at school or college. As for the overall cost of such a trip - hard to say. Maybe you should budget $140 a night for a top hotel like the Pan Pacific. Food is very cheap if you eat outside the hotel and can find somewhere reasonably hygenic. Mongering prices are included in the report so that should give you an idea. But take a big suitcase for all the clothes you'll buy there - some of the cheapest places for fashion in the world. And plenty of pirate DVDs, software etc to be had. I also smuggled home a huge haul of Cialis at about seventy five cents a tab. Bit worried when I nearly got stopped at customs, but made it through OK in the end.
HERMAN

The price would be $100, take it or leave it.

The dude probably has not stopped laughing at the price you paid as of this writing. He must have had a heart attack when he heard take it or leave it in terms of $100 US .

This is not a criticism in any way but I have no doubt, given the economy there, that you vastly overpaid. I am of the opinion " who cares" . You had a good time and had some interesting experiences.

Now I'm also sure that Blazers will post soon flaming you for inflating the girl's asking prices and ruining Bangladesh for all the rest of us !

Well, I don't think I can feel too much guilt at inflating the prices of Bangladesh P4P. I suspect that it ranks as one of the cheapest countries in the world to hobby and I leave it to the next guy to try his hand at negotiating harder! Generally speaking, my feeling is that I enjoy sex when it is at a price I am comfortable with. Once the sordid money part is out of the way, I can concentrate on the pleasure.

Dude -- I was being sarcastic. I don't see a huge rush of guys from this board heading to Bangladesh ! I gotta give you props for even trying what you did in a locale like that .

Besides it's always nice to have a chance to tweak Blazers a bit . Out of fraternal love of course .

Well
The high prices that are being charged by the ladies in Thailand and the philippines
and also lady drinks one has to buy, not for one
But all for the ladies sisters, cousins, etc
I think ill be in a rush heading for cheap Bangladesh

good place for ya... highly recommend you stay away from expensive LoS.

Thanks Don
Going to Bangladesh
I would miss the excitement of the gogo`s playing pool etc
so i think ill stay in LOS

the pot bellies are probably because they have goiter look it up common in africa.

Dude, please stop reviving dead threads.

Should threads have expiration dates, say like condoms? Perhaps Hombre feels threads still retain some intrinsic value and information , otherwise he wouldn't pay for wasted band space. Newbies get bashed for not doing diligent research and removal of older threads would remove these information resources.

Threads shouldn't have expiration dates. There's lots of useful info to be found on old threads. That's why they are archived.

But reviving an old thread solely for the purpose of posting fairly inane comments accomplishes nothing other than cluttering the board. Doing so once is understandable. Reviving 3-4 old threads in a day and adding nothing of substance is a bit annoying.

Entendeu?

Did Bangladesh move to Africa?

Actually, the old threads serve a useful purpose and need to stay. Commenting on them without actually providing any information is pretty fucking stupid though.