Sex Tourism in Pakistan, A Review

I was only bringing 10 condoms with me to Pakistan. I thought I was being foolish.

“They will only last me a week… two maximum.”

But I was lazy and could always buy more when there.

“They do have condoms in Pakistan??? Yeah probably” I assumed. (They do).

“Maybe the quality will be bad and they’ll break on me…”

Still, I was too lazy to stock up.

I'm second on the left. Everyone has a penis in this picture...

I had imagined getting my filthy hands on many dark skinned beauties. Unfortunately after arriving I encountered a lot of advertising for whitening products. I had seen them before in Asia. Islamabad was a prime example of women who had whitened their faces, some even resorting to using powder. It looked as if they were trying to do white face; the opposite of black face.

I despise these kind of products!!!

This disheartened me, but I knew I would find my dark skinned beauty somewhere.
I made friends with many men. Making friends was easy over here, especially due to the hash culture.

“Where are all the babes at? What’s the dating scene like?” I would ask them.

They gave me a look which I wouldn’t understand for another two months. I had heard that Pakistan had a dating scene which rivalled the West… but things were much different on the ground.

Two months in I began using dating sites, apps, and other means to try and meet women. I had so far met zero… I even tried marriage websites and had one offer for a paper marriage.

I had spent a lot of the time in the countryside. So perhaps that was why I wasn’t meeting women. The big cities would be different; thriving metropolitan sexy city lifestyle!

Sausage parties… everywhere.

I was told I need to go to weddings to meet women, and then I got invited to a series of weddings… but they were all gender segregated.

Gender segregated wedding, apart from a female horse...

Months had passed. I took my condoms out to check on them. They had turned to dust.

A darker side to the problem

Anyway, from trying to fulfil my sexual needs I realised that I don't like gender segregation in Pakistan, and not just because of my lack of sex. I didn’t realise gender segregation was such a problem until three unsuccessful months of trying to meet women. I had been wondering why transwomen were so popular and where all the women where at.

Pakistan was ranked 144 out of 145 in the global gender gap index 2015. The culture of gender segregation is prevalent throughout Pakistan. It is nothing short of passive violence towards women.
It means that women lack social value and status. It means less skills, less opportunities for employment, and due to social, cultural, and religious restrictions, limited chances to compete for resources in the public arena.
This means a social and economic dependency which is the basis for male power over women in all social relationships.
The nature and degree of female subordination varies across Pakistan. Large ubran cities such as Lahore, Islamabad, and Karachi educate females equally as they do males, and of course middle and upperclass women have greater access to education, job opportunities, and control over their lives.
A damaging effect of gender segregation is increased gender discrimination and violence towards women.

Ending thoughts

Often I was dancing for old men. It was a farcry from my days in the UK dancing with females.

I remember my Pakistani friend in University telling me about how when he first came over to the UK he would get excited at just seeing an elbow or even the wrist of a female. I thought it was quite interesting, but being so used to seeing females all the I time couldn’t quite imagine it.

I haven't been to a single sexy party yet in over 4 months of being here. I have resigned myself to the fact that they probably don't exist, but will keep looking just in case. But mainly to keep my hopes up so I don't go crazy with lust.

9/10 Fantasizing about seeing an elbow

@RiskDebonair
Writer, Author, & Blueballs