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Continuing My Three Country Mongering Odyssey in Baku Azerbaijan

Baku Midweek Report – Baku Back Alley

Job Sorted

About halfway through the week now and have basically just about found my feet in regards to knowing my way round Baku .  All well and good using land marks like the Hard Rock Cafe, Rolls Royce building and the fountain by the Tequila Pub as handy street reference points but what I found most helpful so late in the day was working out which streets close to Fountains Square joined which reference points on the seafront.

Basically if I was east of the Square, or in most cases with my back to it, whatever street I was on I would turn right for the seafront. Job done, job sorted.

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Nice gardens with fountains just down from the Hard Rock Cafe before the Seafront

SIM Card

But first things first, like buying a local SIM card which I got on day two. The first place I tried which was more like one of those walk in broom cupboard size tacky tourist souvenir type places selling also mobile phone accessories first wanted my address details, my passport and 15 Manat. The only reason I moved on was because I didn’t particularly like the person and his attitude. Then at a proper mobile phone shop on Fountains Square I would gladly have given my address details to the attractive local Azerbaijan girl attending to me had she asked me for it. With no further questions asked other than how much internet usage I thought I might need she fitted a local nar mobile SIM card into my phone, did all the settings and also showed me how to text check my phone credit balance all for 9 Manat. It just shows you when you shop around.

Routine

By day three I was well into the routine of usually getting up early in the morning and taking a long hour or so walk usually along the  Baku Boulevard seafront and immaculate well kept gardens as far as the Park Bulvar Shopping Mall.

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View from Park Bulvar Shopping Mall

With no beach as such and no tide on the Caspian only a long sea wall separates the land from the sea and to be honest with you it is not that much of a pretty sight of mainly boulders and rocks and dark looking dirty water. Then it was time for the big breakfast, a pleasure in itself, to chill out, log into their wifi and check a few emails and catch up on the news.

Finding a good place close to Fountains Square at first proved to be a challenge until I found an excellent eatery serving one of the best and best value breakfasts I have had so far, which I returned to of course for the rest of the week.

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Edge of the Old City

Sightseeing wise, locally, the start of Baku Old City was also just on the edge of Fountains Square but with a bit of a slope or hill to contend with first and being not long out of Kiev where as far as walking to the top of the hill and back down again I would have done The Grand Old Duke of York’s Nursery rhyme proud, that pleasure was kept for another day.

Hop On Hop Off Nowhere

Part of the Baku Information welcome pack in my residence was a worn dog-eared leaflet advertising a so called hop on hop off Tourist Red Bus Tour which was supposed to depart every hour close to the Square by Government House but with no further information, not even a telephone number. Here I failed miserably trying to locate it wasting the best part of one morning walking endlessly from point to point in search of it while asking several people if they spoke English but what I was able to sample as part of my enquiries was the inside of the very luxurious Marriot Hotel nearby. Wow, that’s all I can say, but still, to walk from there and the nearby Hilton all the way back to Fountains Square where all the action is took me around 40 minutes along the seafront so even if I could afford it, staying there I would have spent a fortune on taxis.

Baku Sex Guide

As my main source of information I again referred to the Baku- Wikisexguide which surprisingly proved to be accurate but in some cases too has not kept up to date with some of the addresses of places and venues which I think are no longer there. For this very reason alone, one night I found myself wondering away from the Centre through dark deserted streets very late at night trying to find a place which wasn’t there anymore. But as far as feeling safe without being stupid, even so late at night in Baku, so far so good.

Also, taking me back a bit down memory lane I was quite enjoying the experience of having a few beers in the ‘Matt’ Residence at home in Baku to get me in the mood first before going out, playing my favourite music this time streamed from YouTube. But when I did go out on my second night I was a bit stupid.

Finnegans

Having Google maps now up and running on my phone I walked easily to my first port of call Finnegans. Like the William Shakespeare just up the street both pubs are particularly mentioned in the Baku Wikisexguide.

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Good old Finnegans, one of my favs

On my first visit to Finnegans I liked the feeling of the place as soon as I walked in and as soon as I had ordered my pint and found a place by the corner of the busy bar an attractive eastern European girl approached me accompanied by an older and hyperactive Milf who must have been taking speed or something as she wouldn’t stop talking to me to the point where I couldn’t get a word in edgeways to either, and with no one coming to save me it got so bad in the end with I just had to leave, intending to come back later.

Once outside but feeling a little annoyed with the little inconvenience I randomly walked back up a couple of streets to Rasul Rze St where seeing a bar with large windows open out onto the street I was able to see inside and liked the look of the two women inside on each side of the bar and even better when one of them waved at me to come inside.

Not being a mongering street as such I was not sure where this was going to lead but that was part of the appeal, me taking a seat at the bar and me being the only customer served by an attractive mother and nice looking daughter answering my questions about Baku including were there any decent beaches nearby and where I managed to get a lead. I must have spent a pleasant 2 hours there just relaxing and talking but decided to finally move on when a small loud group came in talking loudly in their own language and seemed to know the people at the bar.

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One of two Massage places on the same street.

Trying to walk back to Finnegans I took a wrong turning and found myself walking completely in the opposite direction to where I wanted but the Gods of Mongering had other plans for me and had me passing an interesting looking massage place in a street where otherwise I would never have thought of checking out and I was so glad I did later that night.

Approached by a Young Lady

But at that moment it was Finnegans I was trying to get to. Crossing a busy road to the seafront and then back on track I thought, I was approached by young lady who was just so plain looking and so non pro I had to ask her to repeat what she said when she asked me if I wanted sex and even though I said I wasn’t interested she proceeded to follow me, even when I crossed back over again the same busy road for at that point I was dying to have a pee and while wishing I had used the toilet in the pub and finding the seafront too well lit up to do the deed I was looking for the best quietest dark stretch of road to do it. Then finding an alleyway leading into a dark quiet courtyard with a small car park and checking first that there was no sign of any life, I did what was necessary while the same person stood right next to me and carried on talking, this time whispering. Actually what started out as being a bit weird in that I first said I wasn’t interested and by me ignoring the person while I kept walking, I then found myself becoming aroused.

Baku Back-Alley Blowjob

But here behind the car park I noticed another alley led to another smaller courtyard further at the back and further out of sight next to some business premises all shut up for the night and all ready I had a hard on. First taking my shirt off and then unzipping my trousers and pulling them down for me to take off, then folding my clothing neatly placing them on her jacket which she lay on the ground as if she had done this many times before then pulled down my undies and knelt down in front of me and through her mouth gave me some heavenly attention to my stiff erect cock, sucking and licking the end of my dick and balls. I must have let her carry on for a good 10 minutes, at least, standing there with my eyes closed, with me finally cuming in her mouth and her swallowing and me thinking at that point I had died and gone to heaven. Then we heard the sound of a car approaching and when the headlights seemed for a second to shine our way we both froze and just stood still, but the car carried on slowly without stopping and thankfully left the car park.

The Shock of it

Okay that was a little warning, telling me it was then time to leave but then I noticed she was clutching something, trying to hide something in her right hand. Then I got it, the shock of it as well it was my money she had in her hand confirmed with my back trouser pocket button undone and thinking she was being clever maybe to confuse and trick me she had left me some notes in the same pocket amounting to 10 Manat when I counted it. Generally I never carry a wallet, good job too. If thinking I had genuinely lost that money and told her I didn’t have enough cash to pay her would she still demanding payment have then accompanied me to the nearest ATM? Starting to get annoyed I started to wrestle with her, trying to prise my cash out of her hand with some difficulty and not having any clothes on with my underpants wrapped around my ankles I was at a disadvantage especially if someone passing by had seen us. The thought even now still scares me.

Shaking her off

Now here is an amazing thing which tells us even more about the mentality mind of a prostitute street whore; despite trying to steal 150 Manat off me, and being caught red handed, while still keeping to my word I still paid the person her 35 rounding it up to 40 Manat but when she had the sheer audacity and no shame to demand another 20 Manat for her taxi home I walked away shaking my head. Even so she followed me all the way back to the street where Finnegans was and still unable to shake her off, I carried on to the Square where she still wouldn’t leave my side. Her constant muttering which was now turning into begging was fucking well doing my head in and you know what, I had had enough and just to shut the person up, just to get rid of her I gave her the 20. Now please fuck off, go away I said.

But the night had still not ended.

All these extra activities that evening  had left me feeling hungry so from one of the dozens of Doner Kebab outlets open 24 hours I ordered a chicken Doner and eat it in the Square. Being well after midnight there were still surprisingly a lot of people about but mostly males who looked like tourists from the Middle East.
Still not feeling that tired I thought I would squeeze another hour out of the night and remembering that lit up sign for Massaj I passed earlier I thought as well as keeping me out of mischief, having a nice relaxing one would not only relax me but would round off the evening nicely and clear my mind a bit.

 Perfect Massage Place

Actually there turned out to be two massage premises on the same section of Khagani Street but with separate entrances on both sides of the Street but on opposite ends. The entrance I chose was not the one next to the sign I passed earlier but that really didn’t matter for once inside I was in Heaven. I had actually found that perfect massage place that I have been looking for, for most of my life.

Baku Massaje

Entering by a set of steps leading down into a basement and then a corridor I just walked in the direction of where the music was coming from which was a large lounge bar area where the girls were sitting around or dancing on the small dance floor. So basically just by standing at the bar you can order a drink and then maybe relax a bit and take it from there, with none of that you buy me a drink hassle from the girls, or just get down to it and choose the girl you want.  Either way you pay the Russian Mamasan at the bar 50 Manat which includes an unhurried proper massage and 1 pop worth of full sex. Now what could be more simpler and straight forward than that?

So to the best bit. All the girls were attractive with maybe the very older girls being in their middle to late twenties. Here in front of me were white skinned and darker skinned, blondes, a redhead, black hair, brown hair and a typical attractive Turkish looking girl with long wavy frizzy hair who I chose. My only regret was not finding this place much earlier in the evening when my balls were much heavier and full.
Ushering me into the room to undress, which had a small shower unit in the corner, she returned with some towels and balanced on top were some bottles of various lotions. Slowly she undressed in front of me, slowly hanging up each item of her clothes and seeing her just in her bra and knickers aroused my cock again but unfortunately I was done really and could not get a full erection. When satisfied I had  turned the phone camera off and put it away she stood completely naked in front of me with both hands on her hips. baku turkish massagebaku girl undressingbaku girl undiesbaku massage girl

Steamy Turkish Massage

Tilting her head to one side asked me if I liked what I saw. Then she got in the shower and gave her fanny which was nicely trimmed, not fully shaven a good spray.

Too tired really to get in the shower myself I remember trying to hold in a couple of embarrassing exhaust fumes from the kebab as I lay on my stomach experiencing that very sensuous sexual credit card swipe where you know any second the tip of her fingers are going to touch your balls. Then I fell asleep and not waking me up until the session had finished, for her I was an easy customer.

Saying it better than even Arnold Schwarzenegger, I told her and the smiling Mamasan and an Arab customer just coming in from the street outside,  ‘I’ll Be Back’.

Coming up in the next Baku instalment
I do a bit of Baku sightseeing in high places  and in the ‘Matt’ Residence see bit of darker skin 😜
By Monger Matt.

7 thoughts on “Baku Back Alley Blowjob Massage”

  1. Really great travelogue. Nice! But I have to say, I wouldn’t fuck that ass even with your dick. You’re a real trooper for slogging through that mess.

  2. What steps did you take or usually take to guard your mobile phone in situations like this back alley?

    Any chance of the your mobile phone pic GPS location data showing where this is on Khagani Street? On Google maps this street is about 9-10 blocks long.

    1. Only take out with me my cheap battered second phone with no personal contact details other than what may be on the local SIM card. Worse what could happen would be just the inconvenience of loosing a few pictures, if that.

      Phone pic GPS location ? !! Steady on, it’s not CSI Baku
      the section of Khagani St is between Samad Vurgun and Bulbul Avenue, but yes you are right it is quite a long street.

      1. Yeah i always take a second mobile phone. I recently upgraded this to the moto G6, great cheap smart phone, good camera without the price tag. I find you still need some power and capacity and this phone is excellent. Is dual sim too, but just leave primary mobile and sim with all contacts locked up back at hotel. A good mobile and internet local sim is essential on any trip. As well as using apps like google maps, translate, email, tinder etc.

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