Kampala Uganda – Number One Love Tourist Destination
04-25-2019, 04:24 PM
Ready to so my data dump on Kampala. Want to say TwinTurbo gets it. Like me, been there done that. Not sure what “Alwaysredy” tripping over. Obvious never been to Africa. Maybe listening to jokers talking smack never been there either. If you don’t know, don’t post is all I gotta say. Another thing, CC is right on choosing your departure date. Best to head out on a Tues. Gives you time to rest up and be fresh for hopping Friday! Okay to business
Monday-3/25
First day shaking off the jetlag. Received good reconnaissance intel from the Hotel clerk. Super cool. Decided to walk about Kampala. No way in Hell am I parking my 6’7” frame on the back of a boda-boda (cheap-ass motorcycle). More traffic than expected, but not a problem for me. The language they speak is “Luganda.” I spoke English the whole time and no problem. Sometime they accent is strong but you get it.
Finally hooked up with the girl I met on Afro website. Because of my height I tried to find girls 5’10” and above. Easy to do in Uganda. My first girl was the one I wanted to bed badly. Huge knockers, huge ass and hips small waist. Big muscled legs too. Shes the one with the blurred out face in green dress. For the first time I know why my dog drools. Took her to a covered café. It was raining hard and we were outside but the awning kept us dry. Do not be surprised when you see many Ugandan’s eating with their hands not using utensils. No way was she going to head to Kabalagala with me so thought we would do something else as long as it lead to the same place. She wanted to go to the Acacia mall to hang out so we went. Lot’s of Ugandan beauties hanging out because of the rain. Her top was deceiving because it hid her melons. I had seen the pics of her on Afro though which showed she had some serious DD action underneath or more. I gave it my best shot. The petting was light as I think she wanted me to court her during my stay, but had way more plans than just that. She seemed to talk about the Guvnor Club a lot and offered to take her there the next night. She was excited about this. For you reading this, Guvnor is a must for you coming to Kampala.
Tuesday-3/26
Contacted my Big-bodied girl#1 early morning after breakfast and asked if she wanted to spend the day together. She seemed excited I called and said she would meet me in front of the café we ate at the day before. My girl was wearing tight jeans, heels and a shirt tied exposing her midriff. She had big time curves, but solid and rock hard. All I could think about was the basketball team she and I could make. My Johnson was all about wanting fed. We decided to burn time down at Owino Market which is downtown. It is Kampala’s version of a swap meet and was cool as Iceland! If you can imagine it, they have it at Owino. Black market stuff also. Lot’s of ivory figurines on the cheap. The people all friendly and smiling. Between us, we must have ate 20 skewers of Muchomo. Muchomo is meat on a stick sold by street vendors all over the place. Mostly chicken but beef too. Super good and cheap. Skipped dinner because we were stuffed. Walked around town. People nod and smile. Felt very safe. She wanted to go home, clean up to go to Guvnor.
For you that don’t know, Guvnor is the hip club where the best girls hang out. Guvnor is a meat market second to none. It is also a cash cow owned by DJ Charlie Lubega. DJ’s in Uganda share pro athlete status. Lubega is smart. I was told there are bout 40 girls who are show-stoppers that Guvnor let’s in free Fri, Sat and Sun’s. It keeps the guys coming in and buying drinks. I saw a lot of guys turned away and some girls. You wont find any Hookers here. They know who they are and don’t tolerate them. It is more an upscale crowd for Kampala. The girls are all dressed like they are at a high roller club in Vegas. And they got killer moves to match their bodies. My girl was every bit as hot as any girl there and stick to me like glue. I thought this was it. She was all over me, rubbing on my, kissing my neck, sending a message to the other girls this white boy was her property. I thought this was the night. All she wanted to talk about was my being in Kampala to find a wife. I was not committing but told her I was trying to find a girl to build a relationship with. She seemed to think I was avoiding her question, but with all her attention thought the night was a sure thing. Around 2230 I told her I would like to leave and go back to my room. She smiled and said okay. But when I pulled in the lot, it was a different story. She was still good with light-petting and sucking each other’s faces off, but that was it. She wanted to meet and go out again the next day. I do not believe she was working me and just trying for free meals and entertainment. I did not get that from her. I think she wanted a husband and wondering where I was coming from. Told her will see tomorrow. Did not call her again. She blew up my phone morning and night but did not answer.
Wednesday-3/27
Spent the day exploring Kampala. Trying to see something of interest though here for the booty! Visited the Kasubi Tombs today. Located on a hill and worth the trip. Spend the remainder of the day knocking around. Decided to do a drive-through Bubbles. Remember the classic flick Casablanca? Everybody goes to Rick’s? Same for Bubbles. Big expat hangout. Bubbles is on Acacia and really nice. Small cover charge but worth it. It is a full-service Irish pub. Activities, food, good beer choice. Great patio to hang out and be prepared for chaotic dancing. Was placing no expectations, only planning a drive-by. The expats are friendly and will approach you. Almost too friendly. They come here to talk to visitors it appears. I was trying to hang back and see what’s what. Was joined by two expats at my table who would not shut up. Both in their late 60’s retired and living in Kampala. There was some serious talent, but these two guys were like repellant to the girls. I was more interested in seeing what came in and out. Decided to do Bubbles tonight, and do Mike’s tomorrow. Ugandan girls come in packs, never less than 3. I saw 4 serious hard bodies roll in. one especially had it all. Not like the Afro girl I was with, but damn close. Must saw me staring. She smiled and they walked by. Some people left and they took the table. I excused my new friends and walked to their table. I asked if I could join them. Was about 2230 now. They all attended the university. Lot’s of college girls here. Tried to get tight with the big body girl, but her friend was no doubt the alpha and kept flirting with me running interference. Didn’t need to interfere much. Once the big-bodied girl saw the pack alpha flirting, she backed way down. She was hot too. Not as hot but hot. So I turned to her. Want to say that the alpha thing with Ugandan girls is big time so be ready. Don’t want to dwell on this but got real familiar with the alpha thing in the two weeks. If the alpha decides she wants you, just do yourself a favor and don’t waste your time on the other girl. In their culture, they are warm and giving to one another. However, girls deciding who is alpha is an accepted part of their culture. They will actually fight to see who is top dog if one girl will not back down. After it is over, they again are cool but now have a pack leader. Funny, the alpha thing is something a bunch of Shrinks write about in the USA, but here the Ugandans keep it simple. Anyhow the alpha girl pulled her chair close and the other three talked between themselves. Made a lot of small talk. She kept bumping with her leg under the table. She was so close her knee was rubbing against mine. She was a lot of fun. I asked her if she wanted to get out of here. She said she did but had school so asked for a raincheck. She was asking me a lot of questions. Sexy as they come but knew this was going nowhere. No big deal was just a drive by. Got her Whatsapp contact info. Left at 12:00 and returned to my room.
Thursday-3/28
Decided to do more sight-seeing. Did not want to head out alone so started speed dialing my Afro girls. One finally called back. Not the hottest of the tribe but tall and lota leg. Met her at an arranged place and headed to Yasigi Beer Garden. DUDE! This place is BOMB! Cant believe in heart of Kampala. When you come, do this. Spent the day there. Awesome! Foods great too. My girl was 6’2”. Quiet, on the thinner side but diggin’ the height. Asked her what club she wanted to go to? She said Otter’s Bar. I said What?! Never heard of it, not on my roadmap. I asked her if she would prefer to head to Big Mike’s instead? She thought I would like Otter Bar more. Oh well, when in Rome right? Anyhow, went to Otter bar to eat dinner first. Cool, cool place. Basically a microbrewery vibe that also sells killer food! Décor was pure African and it all worked. In my book, Otter bar holds its own with Bubble’s and Big Mike’s 100%. My girl was sexier than the law should allow. Red and white short dress, high pumps and serious moves on the dance floor. Thought it was a shoe in. Lots of grinding on the dance floor. Could not get her to commit. As it turned out she has class the next day. She was a student at Mbarara University of Science and Tech. We stayed till about 2300 hours. Starting to wonder if anyone does not go to the university? I was so worked up, but had to say goodnight. She said she wanted to go out again as she liked me but figured I would fly solo give Bubbles and big Mikes a real shot on Friday.
Friday-3/29
Bubbles and big Mike’s or bust. Day game, again called an Afro girl from the website to ask if she wanted to hang out. She did, spent the day together and had a great time. Went to the Uganda Museum that is a must see when here. Before I forget, the best thing I did was get a cheapo hotel for $19. Can afford to see and go different places. Finding Kampala is cheap. Love it. She looked much better in the photos on the website than in real life. Photoshop does wonders. Also know that many of the girls use filters in their photos to look whiter than they are. No idea why they do this but they do. So know that she might be darker than the pics she sends you. African girls all have great smooth skin so don’t worry about that. This girl did just that. No big deal just know this going in. She was nice and smiled a lot. Almost all the Uganda girls are friendly and smile. Probably could have scored, but not how I wanted my first conquest to be so passed.
2100 headed out to Bubbles. Landed a local girl #2 at Bubbles. She was a solid 6 or 7 but looked young. Not sure she was being legit with her age. Ok tits, big ass thick legs. Met her on the patio deck. She is a local at Bubbles. Bubbles was packed so asked if she wanted to go to Big Mike’s. At first she did not want to leave, but told her I was going. We went to Big Mike’s. Big Mike’s is near Bubbles also on Acacia. Basically Big Mike’s is similar to Bubbles same feel. They are into Latino food which was BOMB! Mike’s has a little more upscale and club feel, but other than that, same as Bubbles. Same expats, locals. My girl seemed to loosen up a bit. Couldn’t figure her out so just went for it. Doing nothing ends in nothing right? Best kisser ever and did not seem to have a problem with me feeling her up outside. Was able to talk girl #2 to my room, but could not seal the deal. She let me play with her melons and pet all over finger bang to get her off but nothing for me. Thought my Johnson was going to explode. Sent her home. Made a decision to not ratchet up little Goth to get some relief cause wanted to save for next day. Could hardly sleep with a tent going on under the blankets.
Saturday-3/30
May seem that I am not doing well but my confidence is now high. I GOT THIS!
Hotel clerk arranged a matatu to take me to the action in Kabalagala. Locals call this area “Kab’s” for short. Basically, a shuttle. The matatu dropped us off at the mouth of Muyenga Rd. The road to narrow to drive and all the people in the street. I loved Kabalagala. Was told by locals should have come 2 years ago when the big clubs were hopping like DePosh. That alright. Kabalagala a lot of dive bars and clubs. Lots of energy. Huge clubs with loud music and quiet. Mainly loud. Rain off and on but these people party rain or shine. The girls here off the chart! Definitely hookers here but not on every chair and corner. Dressed for less. Jaw dropped to ground drooling over these big hard bodies! I took my time cruising from dive clubs full of hookers to more upscale. Upscale for Kabalagala that is. Not as many whites here. Almost no tourists like me but some. Whites are mainly older expats in late 50’s 60’s. The expats her ignore you, but unlike Bubbles in Kampala. These expats are here for one reason just like me to get laid. The girls here are aggressive, and will nod at you and check you out. By the way, these are not the hookers. Even though still drizzling girls sexy half dressed. Was taking my time because I knew this was a sure thing.
Hard to tell age of some girls because many looked 16, 17. So weeded them out. Hard to tell though because African bodies are different. Strong and lots of curve. Even some young girls develop early so be careful to weed them out because they are there. That is where the mistake can be made, African girls get killer curves as early as 13-14 so be careful! Use common sense and you can tell if she is underage. If she looks young, but big curves so you are not sure, or don’t want to know? Talk to her. If she does not want to talk much it is because she is underage. Tip from hotel clerk. Definitely more attention here. Visited 7 clubs. I asked one of the bartenders. If he was a tourist and wanted to get laid. No slut though, a girl that would take some work but would boink my brains out… before I could finish my question he said Club Amnesia. He said I wanted to go to Club Amnesia.
Went to club Amnesia, kind of upscale for Kabalagala but same vibe. Was wondering if not too upscale because I had been her for a week and no cigar yet. Also, heard owner of Guvnor is part owner in Amnesia and trying to give it an Acacia feeling. I knew this was the place though. Failure not an option. Here or nowhere. Music loud and colored lights but could still see what was what. The girls in Kabalagala are more aggressive looking for action. Don’t take this the wrong way but a more wild and don’t care look in their eye. Lots of dirty dancing not seen at Guvnor. Just so you know, Twerking ain’t shit compared to how some of these hot mama’s move their bodies! There were a few hookers here who were trying to make time but ran them off. Saw this girl on the dance floor with a bad ass body and breaking that ass she was shaking so hard. She was thick in a good way. After being here a week I get thick now. She had mega-melons not even going to try to guess those monsters. Hips and ass to match. Shapely legs. How a girl can be that thick and still stay hard I don’t know.
Trying to figure out how to meet her. She had a short satin dress and no shoes. She saw I was starring her up and down and smiled at me. One of the only white faces in the crowd I was easy to spot. After the dance she came over to me. My Johnson woke up and knew this the one, girl #3. We danced though I can’t dance worth shit. Had to much alcohol in me for being in Kabalagala but honestly feels really safe. Bought her some drinks but nowhere to sit so danced with the drinks. Crazy shit. After an hour started kissing on her and she was all in. Asked her if she wanted to see how we fit together back at my room? She was game. Took Uber and she was rubbing all over my Johnson in the back seat. These African bodies are no joke. I asked her what cup size she was because her tits were huge. She told me she was so-so big, only a D cup. I knew that was a lie, because my guess was EEE+ When she took her clothes off, as much as I wanted to jump in head first, I just wanted to look and rub my hands on that body. I don’t know how old she was, guess about 23. Not tall as the girl I met from the Afro website but damn ass tall probably 5’9”. I am guessing she weighed about 210 pounds but it was all prime beef! To get at it, we did everything I could think of and my Johnson got happy a whole bunch of times! What I liked about her, she asked me what I wanted. I love a good blow job. When she went down on me I exploded after about 2 minutes and with a rubber. Can’t imagine how fast without one. She was laughing because I was so fast. Had been building it up for a week and before. I just sent her home, told her I will call her. It was the best night of my life. I have never been with a black girl much less African. My brothers, it is an experience you have to experience cause can’t put in words. She seemed clean but used a rubber even for blowjob. Read on the forum some ass-wipe was trying to explain when not to use a rubber. Anyone coming to Africa and not using a rubber has a death wish, nuff said. Did not use a quickie HIV test kit. Rubbers rarely if ever fail so didn’t want the hassle. I pumped her three more times before she left. I am not small at all. Not King Kong but again 6’7” and big hands dude. but she straddled me bouncing up and down. I was rubbing those big hips and thighs, as she did thinking how soft and jelloie white American women have become. I have never had a night like that. It is just a fact, African girls are superior in bed. A lot of it has to do with their curves that excite.
Sunday-3/31
Left 0630 this morning for the Nile trip. Hotel clerk arranged a free shuttle for me that left from the Red Chile Hideaway lot. We were packed in like herring in a barrel but free trip not complaining. Taking a different girl from the Afro site with me. A risk but adds to adventure, right? I had already talked to her for over an hour before asking the right questions. Told her I was here searching for a wife. My girl was there waiting for me. Didn’t know what to expect for sure because of photoshop and filters. She did not disappoint. She was dressed simply. Wearing sexy Culottes a tee-shirt and sandals. Definitely worked! She had a beautiful face and great body! Curves not as big but still put the average white girl to shame. She seemed more sophisticated and calmer than the others. On the trip to the Nile, she did not say anything unless I spoke first. She had been here many times of course. Arrived to Jinja. I took her hand immediately which she liked. We took the tour and saw the Nile’s source, Speke monument. Also explored Ssezibwa and Itanda Falls. Cool here. Pulled by girl to a remote area to see how she responded to me. Began kissing which she liked, smiling and giving back. She did not talk much but friendly and nice. I decided to head back instead of stay over in Jinja. She rubbed my back and leaned on me the whole way back. She seemed to start opening up. Back in Kampala I asked if she wanted to go home before dinner? She said she would but did not need much time. I picked her up shortly after. No clubs tonight. I was taking her to Mediterraneo. Paid Uber to bring her to the restaurant. She was dressed in a traditional Ugandan Gomesi dress. She was stunning! The restaurant was more than I expected to pay but definitely wanted to score her. While eating, she opened up to me more about her life. Her dress covered up her great shape but her face was beautiful. We stayed in the restaurant to 2200 hours. The waiter looked at me like he thought the tip was not enough, oh well. Afterwards, we went for a walk. Food was great by the way. After a while I stopped and began kissing her. We became more passionate and asked if she wanted to go back to my hotel. She said she would rather go to her apartment. Hey, cool. Arrived to her apartment, just past the witching hour. She had a small apartment in the city. Of all the girls I was with her body was the best proportionately. I want to get this out there. Not an expert but the two girls I have been with have huge sex drives! HUGE! I had to tell my girl to let my Johnson to rest and recharge some. Didn’t sleep until about 0400. Woke up at 0500. Hit it again and told her I had to go. She was getting ready for work anyhow. She asked if I wanted to go out that evening? I said HELL YEAH!
Monday-4/01
Arrived to my apartment. Slept until 1600 hours. My phone was blowing up but didn’t hear nothing. The first big-bodied girl #1 was still leaving me a dozen texts. I know that my latest girl is smokin’ hot and delivers. Plus fun to be with. I thought, if I blow her off for big-bodied girl #1 she may not be as good to go next time. I started by calling my latest girl #4 and telling her we were on. She wanted to go dancing at Guvnor. I told her I don’t dance, but she said she will teach me. Good luck with that. Anyhow I agreed. I then called big-bodied girl #1 back. Been 3 days since I talked to her. She was doing the happy dance to get my call. I did not seem overly excited. I told her I was busy but if she wanted to spend the day Tuesday together I was all in. She pushed to do something that night but found was not happin’. So set her up for Tuesday. Thinking day game.
Picked up my latest girl #4. She was dressed to slay! She smiled when I kept staring at her legs, I don’t care. We kicked around Kampala eating Muchomo from street vendors. Of course she knew which ones to buy from and not. No telling what the Hell I had been eating. She showed me how to tell which ones are pork and meat. She said a lot of vendors sell monkey meat so have to be careful. I was wondering why the bananas were starting to taste extra good to me. By the way, bananas big business here as well. We visited many of the craft markets. So many things I was interested in buying but reminded myself I was on a budget. For those of you with more income you can save huge on African art. Saw a mask a lot more decorative than those I have seen in the US selling for over $500 for only $25. We arrived to Guvnor and it is just packed with tasty babes. Have to remind myself it is Monday and my girl works tomorrow. She saw a friend that invited us to her table. I was sitting with 5 hot Ugandan hard bodies! All friendly. My girl pulled me on the dance floor. I was scared shitless as I can’t dance. She was no joke, big time moves and was helping me move. There were two Ugandan men watching me dance and laughing. Of course laughing at me. They walked over and showed me how to move with the music. It was nice honestly. My girl and the two men were laughing and making me relax and enjoy. I think it worked as I believe my hips actually moved. I still sucked but danced most the dances. We left early. Again went back to my girls apartment. This time, no rehearsal, clothes off and getting at it. I asked her does she like it better slow or fast? She said my call she likes both. I was wore out again by 0300 and fell asleep.
Tuesday-4/02
Woke up in my girls apartment at 0930 hours. My girl gone. She texted me a message saying “tonight?” Also, about 10 texts from big-bodied girl #1 asking what time? I had to scramble. Took Uber back to my room, cleaned up and it was now just past 1100. Big-bodied girl #1 was starting to get nervous. I called her and said what up? I could tell by her voice she was starting to panic. I was starving so had Uber pick her up and deliver her to a place called Endiro Coffee. Super chill place and great atmosphere. I was there are 20 minutes before big-bodied girl #1 arrived. This time she had on those hot-ass tight jeans with holes all through them. More holes than denim. She was wearing heels and a tight low-cut silk African print top that matched her heels. I was feelin’ it. Big smile on her face and seemed to warm up to me quickly. Cut to the chase, it was either going to happen by 1900 hours or she was going home in an Uber. We kicked about Kampala. She rubbing on my back holding my hand like I was her girl from way back. Also grabbing my hips from behind and pulling me into her kissin on my ear and neck. I was wondering what brought on this new ‘tude? Maybe homegirls telling her she is playing this wrong? Don’t know don’t care. All I know is that her body was like the temple of African bodies. It was like climbing K2 or Everest had to do before checking out. I had not texted back my girl #4 until I knew how this was going to playout. She was the one this time pulling me behind buildings and trees sticking her tongue down my throat. She kept pulling me into her big hips and thighs which woke my Johnson bigtime. No doubt she was working me up so saw no reason to delay, it was put up or see ya. I asked her to go back to my place so we could explore more. She smiled and nodded yes. The Hotel I was staying in had a back door entrance that worked with all the room keys. This is where I took her in. Went to my room and she did not waste time. Went to the bathroom for a moment to undress and came back. She had been carrying a see-through lace African print robe in her bag. Might as well wore nothing. She’s so curvy I almost forgot how tall she was. She was able to reach up and kiss me with no problem without her heels without me bending down. She laughed then pulled me on the bed. I told her to wait a moment. Reached for my condoms and remembered I left them at girl #4’s. I HAD NO RUBBERS! Checked my phone and it was 1730 hours. Called the front desk but no one answered. Faced with the worst decision of my life go raw dog or send her home. I was pissed at myself! I explained to her that I had ran out of rubbers. She told me she was clean of course. I thin started doing the math in my head thinking that catching an STD from her would be minimal. But cant rule out HIV. She could tell I was upset over this and kept kissing and rubbing on me. She told me that she trusted me and wanted me to trust her. I was born at night but not last night. I finally said “F” it! I did not come all this way to let a plastic Trojan dictate getting laid or not. This girl was made to be rode hard and put away wet! When I was between those huge muscular thighs and hips, I did not have to worry about falling out of this ride. She was able to use her body to keep me on track and enjoying the ride to the fullest! I am a big guy, but did not feel big at all with her. Her melons were also a lot larger than I first thought. HUGE! Like I said earlier, nothing jelloie on this girl. Hard, curvy, and strong. My Johnson was digging her big time! She also gave the best blowjob by far I had ever had. She did not mind going down deep and getting me to that point I was about to explode. She would then straddle me and get me off. She literally sucked me up between those big thighs and hips when she mounted me. Sex was good with the other two girls but a religious experience with big-bodied girl #1. She told me not to worry about getting her pregnant as she was at a safe time of the month. I still wonder because some States like California, Washington, Oregon and other states courts hold Americans responsible for babies born in foreign countries if proven.
It was now 1930 hours and hungry again. I went to the restroom and texted girl #4 that I could not make it tonight. She did not text back which was my answer. Asked Big-bodied girl #1 if she wanted to go out and get something eat quickly and return. She said yes but wanted a shower first. When she came out she said the hot water was off. I asked her how she stayed in so long with cold water. She said she is used to it. When leaving, the Hotel clerk said they are working on getting the hot water back on. We went to a place called The Hickory. It was quaint but good food on the cheap. Wish I had found it sooner. In case if you are wondering why I keep listing these places it is to give a boost to anyone coming here to places already tried. Still trying to figure how The Hickory does it so well for so cheap? Highly recommend. Girl #1 was all smiles and asking why I wanted am African woman to marry. Gave her my pat answers, some true. She then began asking my questions about white women. It was a good conversation. Because I was feeling so good asked her if she would like to go to Bubbles for a drink. Oh, and picked up RUBBERS! It is an African brand whatever works. Had many drinks at Bubbles. She had tossed on some perfume also that was making her even more attractive to me. Put my phone on silent because girls blowing it up knowing they are not getting any love. Funny the turn of how a few days can make. To my surprise, she was the one who asked to go back to my room. We did. This time my Johnson was protected with a raincoat. She did not seem to understand why I was wearing a rubber after having sex so many times, but sold her on it was for her protection. I can tell you with African girls, it is all about pleasing the man. None of this shit, “when do I get mine?” you hear from liberated white b*tches. Whole different ballgame. She was curious when I was leaving. Did not want to tell her in 2 days, just that she was the one! She asked if I wanted to meet her parents. Told her plenty of time for that. Was just enjoying our time together and taking about our future. She spent the night and we were both sweating like hogs and not enough perfume in the world to cover up the smell. Started raining again and laid there panting and listening to the rain on the tin roof of the hotel. Both went to sleep.
Wednesdayday-4/03
Woke up at 0900 hours. Big-bodied girl #1 laying next to me sawing logs. Knew this was my last day in Kampala. How did I want to spend it? Big-bodied girl #1, #3 or #4? Head back to Kabalagala solo and let luck and game land where it may? Call a girl who I have been wondering about? Body similar to Big-bodied girl #1 who works for Great Lakes Coffee as a sales representative? Great Lakes produces some of the best coffee in the world. I am super curious as to how things would have worked out as she has it going on! Traditional African girl, educated and good job. She is more of a keeper. Reason I skipped over her is she did not seem like to one to hop in bed first night. How did I want to spend this night? #1, #3 and #4 are sure things. Big-bodied girl #1 was earning big points with me and enjoyed doing her more than the others. Question, how do I get rid of #1 now without blowing it?
Took a shower. Big-bodied girl #1 woke up and got in shower with me. No room for both of us as could not move with both of us in there. She laughed and got out. She then showered and could tell she wanted to do something that was going to tie me up for the day. She wanted to head back to her room to freshen up but wanted a commitment from me that we were spending the day together. Told her I had to take care of a few things that morning that she seemed suspicious. Told her I was getting questions about my vaccinations by the Govt. She seemed even more suspicious as my story was lame but had to say something. I did not give her an answer. I decided that I had come to Uganda for adventure. Part of adventure means that nothing is for sure. I sent a text to all girls telling them I had to return to Entebbe to clear up a miscommunication on my vaccinations. Not sure if they bought my BS but got no crap over it. Keep in mind that if you are going to navigate several girls in Kampala, you are going to need to torture the truth and do it convincingly. Otherwisw you will be tied up. Not that that is a bad thing, I just had a plan and wanted to stick to it. Tried and tried to get ahold of the girl from the Afro site who worked for the coffee company. The more I couldn’t contact her the more I was wanting her. I kept looking at her photos on Whatsapp and was drooling. Have to believe she was not happy knowing I was in Uganda and had not contacted her. Remember, I was treating each girl as if they were the one.
Decided to take a breath and wanting to feel the energy again of Kabalagala. Waited to about 2000 hours and took an Uber. Kabalagala is still just waking up at this time, so strolled around. I remember the drinks being cheap in this one dive bar so went in an ordered an Eagle Lager. It is a local Ugandan beer. Popular and really good! Cheaper than other brands also. The bartender told me that Eagle Lager is basically a Miller brand, wink-wink. He said they work with a middle-man called Nile breweries or something like that to not pay outsource taxes. Built a rapport with the beertender and told him what my mission was on my last day. He laughed and said he knew what I was there for when I walked in. Said all white men come to Kabalagala for one reason only. Except he said I was much younger and not an expat. He gave me the name of a club called Capital Club. I think CC may have mentioned it also? He said it is often overlooked but where good quality women can be found. He said if I am good with being a white face bobbing up and down in a sea of black footballs I will have good luck there. He said like everywhere in Kabalagala be wary of hookers. He said the crowd is definitely seedier than Amnesia but if he were me, he would head over no later than 2200 hours. He said to be bold and do not use a lot of seduction routine stuff. Either the girl wants to be with you or not. If she does not move to the next girl, but beware of hookers. He stressed this. He said some hookers will wait to get to your room then demand money so be smart and weed them out.
I followed his advice. Capital Pub is like 5 small bars all in one. Grass roof and a pool table and loud music. Once you get inside it is nice actually and African. Girls here checking me out and the dudes. Not hostile just giving me that wish I would have taken my white ass to Acacia street look. Getting lots of looks and smiles. Thought to just kickback until 2200 and see what’s what. Finally, I see this beautiful African girl laughing with friends walking to the bar. Both following her, no doubt the alpha here. Body just what I desire. Curvy and built. Ass a little bigger than I usually like but definitely an Amazon for sure. Something about defined calf muscles in sexy pumps gets me drooling. I gave up my table and walked over to her. She seemed happy I did, Did small talk and asked her how tall cause I was like looking her almost in the eye. She said she was 6’ tall but wearing 4.5” pumps. I asked her if she comes here often. I know she was probably not a hooker but a lot of the hookers here look amazing so have to be really careful. I cannot explain how to tell really if a wgirls a hooker, it is a gut feeling. She was definitely tuning in to me. She asked me to dance, I told her I would rather share a drink with her. So you know, dancing is a bigtime social thing with Africans right there with talking just so you know. There were lots of hardbodies here but just tuned into her. No one was at my table and realized I left my windbreaker on the chair. Returned back to the table to talk. She completely abandoned her friends which was a good sign. After our fourth round, she began the old knee bump and foot rub under the table, leaning into me. I kissed her at this point. Meant to make a it is simple first kiss, but she grabbed the back of me head and made it long wet one. Basically telling the kiss was over when she said it was. Asked her if she wanted to go back to my room. She didn’t answer but chugged down the rest of her beer, smiled and stood up. That was my cue. After getting to my room she again began marathon kissing me. Just her lips were making me hot as Hell. I have found that African women know how to get men hot. I asked her about stretching the whole labia thing. CC mentioned in one of his posts and that is right. She said when Ugandan women are young, they begin pulling and stretching their labia. She said the reason was because the mans entire package is pleasured and the woman is warmer inside to the feel for the man. I noticed this with each woman I was with. Big-bodied girl #1’s labia hung down about 4” when she was standing up. I did my homework before coming so wasn’t surprised. They do not see this as mutilating themselves but preparing themselves for the man. I love it!
My girl #5 went to the restroom to prepare herself. I was laying on the bed expecting another sexy robe encounter. She walked out wearing nothing. Like big-bodied girl #1 she had a small waist but large melons huge hips and ass. Hella tall! Also noticed she was broad shouldered but could barely tell because she is large all over. She also had big hair. Giant ‘fro that almost touched the roof. Her first move was to sit next to me, smile, then go down on me. Johnson was already standing at attention so knew it would not take much to explode. Like girl #1 the blow job was epic. Made me realize all the lousy head I was gettin’ from spoiled little white girls back in the US. I was getting close and she knew it. Before I could say anything, she asked me if I wanted to put on a rubber? She said she was good either way. I told her yes. I grabbed a rubber and she took it, put it in her mouth and slid it over my Johnson. Only the end-table light was on and could barely see, just enough to admire her body. She then straddled me and was moving in such a way that I did not last 30 seconds before popping my load. I have noticed the Ugandan women are docile but like being on top which I am good with. I think the reason is that they prefer to do the work and let the man sit back and enjoy. Just so you know, it took two of my hands to fully support one of her tits, and girl #1 was even larger than her and girl #3 the biggest. Now consider their tits were full, smooth and did not sag at all! When I did her from behind, she took all of me with no problem, even reaching back and pulling me deeper. When you hear someone say when you go black you never going back believe them. We continued with this routine until 0400 hours or so. I finally told her that my Johnson was rubbed raw from the friction of the rubber. Definitely not her because she was squirting all over the place. Had to take the sheets off because they were soaked with sweat and love juices, mine and hers. She took a fast shower and got dressed. I did not tell her to, she just did. She again kissed me deep and wet and said she worked until 1600 hours but to call her after that and we can do it all again. My heart was still racing and can tell you that these women are only for men with strong hearts!
Thursday-4/04
Woke up and prepared to leave for Entebbe to catch my flight. I do not have to explain that this was the best time of my life and will return next year some time. Not to dis white girls, but just don’t do anything for me anymore. Not that I would not nail some tasty broad if it was in front of my face. Just that African women do it better and easier. It is easier having sex with them also as you don’t hear words like careful, or not so hard, or go slower and all that. They have much stronger more developed bodies than white women. Most important, all they care about is pleasing you and good with whatever you do or don’t do for them in the sack. Just keeping it real. I do not have an income like many here so really have to save and put my money away. It is good to feel like a man again. I can see why so many expats have retired here. I will tell you I did not see the Ugandan girls too into the expats though. I think because many older and do not find them as exciting as tourists. Overall, I had a shaky start but never doubted myself. I knew that once I got the combination to the safe I was in for good fortune. I never felt not safe. I was never treated unfairly or aggressively. I only wish I had more time and money to enjoy the Safari’s and see the gorilla’s. On a budget I feel I did everything I set out to do. I am good with it!
