I had been hearing all the hype about Morocco for decades but never had the chance to punt there. My non-punting mate suggested we go out of the blue and that all I needed. I wanted Kech. He wanted something more simpy, slow paced and not so in your face. We settled on Agadir. Whatever, I wasn’t going strictly for the tagines. Agadir, bit bland, but nightlife and punting were banging. Stayed in Sahara hotel soley because no problem to bring girls back. Place is not in the best location, its seen better days and the fellow punters are dam right inconsiderate – a bunch of gulf guys putting on loud music at 6am, still going at midday. Hotel response – change rooms. Got a better room but you get the idea where you are and what you have to put up with. And after trying the hammams never felt the need to bring anyone back.
Freelancers – The best seemed to be in hotel Mabrouk club – and loads of them – but I could never be fucked to try there if I am honest. First night I went to check out the marina area – action mainly concentrated in Café Espressolab but this place is long – fucking queses to get served, uncomfy seats, one toilet so another long queue, loads of old gulf guys, some of the girls weird, some outright scammers, all over priced IMHO. And the odd old civvie tourist, Moroccan family or remote worker so I felt a bit exposed approaching random tarts in the cold light of day sitting next to someone of their laptop. I retreated to one of the more low key cafes opposite – Terrazza. Couple of 30 something obvious freelancers smiled as I sat purposefully close to them. Struck up convo. Exchanged whatsapp and negotiated via text as we sat next to each other. 800MAD for a couple of hours, owo, FK etc. Boom. Got a taxi, 50MAD and back to hotel Sahara. Great engaged service she was really sweet and her skin was so soft. I had lucked out. Afterwards she left, I walked her downstairs, and offered her an uber home. She refused and set off on foot! Never bothered me by text of begged for money what a result. However, the hammams were so good I never felt to the need to risk another freelancer.
First hammam was Sahar Gold Spa (aka beauty boutique). I was tired after a late night going from club to club and the weather is surprisingly chilly with a marine fog coming in so I decided to go for a hammam. I scrolled the reviews and there were so many options. The reports from Sahar Gold Spa seemed to maybe not have the prettiest girls but the reports said they were proper goers and the last thing I wanted was a shit punt.
I arrived - its hard to find as the sign is for “Beauty Boutique” but the receptionist was helpful on whatsapp. She told me only one girl - Rym - the others were out shopping but she offered to call them if i wanted to see all three (NB I saw them on the other side of the punt and nothing special). Rym was curvy, about 5’9 dark skinned big red lips. But didnt seem warm or inviting so I was in two minds. I asked to see the hammam which was small and not so warm. Back to reception bargaining time - I had soap and scrub in a local non punting hammam the day before so didnt want that but did want to warm up as its chilly. Settled on 300 1 hour massage and 100 for 1/2 hour hammam. I told her the hammam wasnt hot and she promised she would turn it up for me and by the time i was finished it would be hot. She did, and it was nice and hot by the time i went to the hammam - good to see someone is honest.
Followed Rym to the room and stripped down. She kept her uniform on for the start of the massage and fuck me she was good. top to toe she hit the spot. Nice teasing of balls and bum crack at various points she really knows her job. I had a good grope of her curvy body and her pussy was literally on fire under her trousers even naked ive never felt such heat radiating from a clunge!
Turn over time and shes licking her lips tickling my balls and its bargaining time. I offer 200 she offers 600 we settle on 400 after a bit of fake drama. I get the johnnies out - two of them. What follows is a whirl wind of sex - kissing blowjob, doggystyle all delivered with passion. Its hot i am tired and my oily feet are slipping on the floor in doggy so I cant quite finish so i ask her to finish me off with a handjob. Shes wanking me off and playing with my balls and started to tickle my bum hole. I am so horny I give her a condom on her finger and she slips a finger in my ass for a prostate massage as she nibbling my nipples. I come so hard i am at risk of a brain haemorrhage and she seems pleased. I lie for a bit on the massage table in a state of somewhere between life and death while she starts tidying the room.
Next its the hammam - nice and hot i removed the weird rubber cover to get the most heat. Rym comes offers black soap and scrub but i declined because i had it the day before. smiling she covers me tenderly with hot water and then she leaves me to get hot and its bliss. she comes back and lovingly washes me down and gives me a towl and a dressing gown. I take some time in the rest room - only thing missing was a mint tea.
My first “sex” hammam in morocco and i am blown away by the quality of service and the attitude of the staff. But it would only get better from here.
My next target was Al Hamra spa. Read a lot about this place and I decided to give it a bang (literally). As soon as I walked in I knew this place was certi. Proper brothel vibes like something you would see in Colombia, Thailand or pre-war Ukraine. Low lights, madams, giggling girls, air heavy with cheap perfume mixed with a whiff of cigarettes, the place reeked of whoring. I took in a deep long huff of it and felt like saying “aaahhhhh bisto!” but held it back. I knew I was home.
Paid 400 1 hour massage 30 minute massage. Line up time. 10 girls. One stood out - tall, slim, fair skinned. She just got my spidey senses going. Sara from the North of Morocco. Tall slender a/b cup tits possible late 20s early 30s. Fucking horny twinkle in her eyes which I think had blue contacts.
In the room the massage was top notch nice and hard good knot removal and plenty of teasing inner theighs, bum hole and balls. These moroccan birds are kinky always tickling the bumhole! Coming to the end she hadnt offered any extras - I basically begged her to get me off. 600 seemed fair and the going price. It kicked off - deep kissing grouping I was raging horny. She dropped to her knees for owo and she ushered me to sit down in the handily situated cuc chair. She was deep throating and doing some weird throat muscle action that was kind of wanking me with her throat muscles. Plenty of ball tickling and bum fingering. I moved down in the chair to give access and shes down with my nuts in her mouth. Fuck sake. After a few minutes i needed to fuck so she got on the table legs up i slipped johnny on and pumped home the win while she kissed me passionately. I was spent.
Now hammam time and when my back touched the warm tiles I moaned with pleasure and she laughed. She washed me down the usually routine except with a few kisses. One negative hammam could have been warmer. However I went to bed after in my hotel with that lovely warm glow you have after the hammam and took a longggggggg nap to be woken up a bit later and kept going in and out of sleep for another hour or so. Rinse and repeat, same girl and same, same long nap after, for the rest of the trip.
I would defo go back, and its really wet my whistle for Morocco and service, quality and proximity I think are second to none!
