Seoul

[Ibn Buttita]

DaNa, the first escort that I had gotten from DaSom agency, had been great, and I decided to try another one of their girls hoping for similar success. Instead, what ensued ranks with my worst mongering experiences ever. But this is a tale of two escorts, so read on.

Min-G looked very cute on DaSom's various advertising websites, kitted out in slinky dresses and skimpy outfits. She arrived at my door at 11 PM, an hour later than I had requested (the agency had alerted me so I was ready), and I was annoyed that I had rushed back from Itaewon for no good reason. I was underwhelmed from the start, as she wore a sweater-top and slacks, and she was not unattractive but didn't have any real distinctive features.

The physical drawbacks, however, paled in comparison with her personality. Upon entering she abruptly demanded her money, and then asked if she could rest for a few minutes. Figuring that I would humor her and hopefully get more energy out of her later, I agreed. After 15 minutes roused herself and indicated she needed to sleep some more. Communication was not easy as neither of us had much of the other's language (she had the least English of the escorts I saw on the trip), and I decided to let her rest some more and would just extend the time to account for the full hour I paid for. As you will see, she apparently did not grasp this logic.

After a half hour of shut-eye I finally insisted she rouse herself so we could get started, and she reluctantly got out of her sweater and pants. She seemed not to grasp the custom of getting naked for sex, taking off her bra only after I nagged her about it. Without clothes her body was rather disappointing, lacking any curves or the spinner-type frame that Sophie from the other night had. In a word, she was ordinary.

She reached for the condom she had taken out of the package to put it on me without any foreplay, and of course I was not ready so indicated for her to suck my dick. Her blow job skills didn't even reach the ordinary level of her looks: it was wretched, the kind of performance that has you staring up at the ceiling and wishing you had just gone to sleep instead. When I got decently hard she put the condom on and got on top to ride me. She struggled to get my dick inside her pussy, and I decided to take the opportunity to excuse myself to take a [CodeWord140] and then make another try.

To my shock, in the space of the three minutes I had been in the bathroom pissing and rinsing off my cock, Min-G had gotten dressed and was making a break for the door. I yelled at her, asking where she thought she was going, since we had been actually attempting some sexual activity for only 15 minutes. But she was out of there.

I shot off a series of furious emails to the agency, detailing Min-G's atrocious behavior. To their eternal credit, they took me at my word and came up with a brilliant solution to compensate me for this disaster: they proposed sending DaNa to me, gratis.

DaNa arrived half an hour later, and when I opened the door to her gorgeous, smiling face, she apologized for the fiasco with Min-G. This time she completely dropped her shy-act, and I again gazed with wonder as she stripped away her blouse and tight pants and then discarded her lacy bra and panties. When she lay down on the bed we met out lips in some light kisses, and I spent a good while just running my hand over the contours of her sleek body, tracing her sexy tattoos, while she stroked my stiff cock.

I slid my body down so I could lick DaNa's pussy, starting excruciatingly slowly and building to a tongue-muscle taxing pace as she writhed on the bed, clutching the sheets with her eyes screwed shut. When she climaxed, I came up for air, my face covered with her juices. DaNa was ready for my penis inside her, so I condomed up and got on top in missionary. Beginning with shallow, tentative thrusts, I slid my dick deeper and built up some speed, grinding to stimulate her G-spot. With our arms wrapped around each other, with my head resting on her shoulder so I could see DaNa's beautiful face, we rocked furiously together in unison until we came together hard.

After DaNa showered I relaxed on the bed, blissfully watching her put on her lingerie and outer clothes. We embraced for a sweet goodbye, and she was off, having redeemed this evening. I was grateful to DaNa, and have to give great credit to DaSom agency for being accountable for the performance of their girls, and doing what it took to correct a bad situation, and quickly. Not all agencies would have done that, I give them high marks and do recommend them.

[Ibn Buttita]

Learning about the various red light districts in Seoul had been a large part of my preparation for my trip. Just learning the names and locations, which ones were foreigner friendly, etc. Took some time; the forum was great but Rockit Reports had the best summaries. I eventually eliminated Miari and 588 as targets due to their distance from where I was staying (and reports of 588 not being foreigner friendly). Cheongi was on my list to visit, but my schedule never really allowed it, and I had the feeling that I would end up paying a lot for a 15 minute session. I've mongered in the real basic places like Panama where you cleaned your junk in the sink afterward, and that was fine with me, but I never liked the Amsterdam window girls scene and I feared that would be similar.

Itaewon did appeal to me, though, maybe because it featured in some of the earliest Forum reports I had read about Seoul, years ago, and for the Tijuana-like seediness I sensed from the reports. Plus there was the appeal of a foreigner-infused neighborhood, for mongering purposes (foreigner friendly) and for touristic appeal. When I got there on a Friday night, the first thing I did was have dinner at an excellent Russian restaurant.

I finally made it to the hill at about 8:30 pm, a lot later than I had anticipated as I had an escort appointment (see next report) for later that night. So I did feel kind of rushed, without the time to take my time as I would have preferred. As I made a first stroll (more like a hike) up the hill, I noticed that a number of places that had been mentioned in reports looked closed, whether for the night or permanently, I don't know. On the right side heading up I did notice a bar I had not seen mentioned before, Laura, with a hot looking hooker at the door, but I wondered if this was one of the newly opened trans bars I had read about. I did see other similar bars at the top of the hill, but the providers there looked much scarier than the one at Laura. I peeked into Happy Days but learned that the much-recommended Kaye would be arriving the next day for her weekend stint, and passed on Cherry, the big woman with the massive-tits who was there.

On my second round I was hailed by a girl in lingerie at the door at Eve (if I recall correctly). Suzy (I think that was her name) was cute, nicer than I expected based on what I had read about Itaewon. We negotiated about the session, me offering 90,000 for suck and fuck and her countering that with BBBJ she usually got 150,000. We met at 100,000 for 20 minutes, but then I gave in to Suzy's request for a lady drink so didn't come out too well. Between feeling rushed for the evening and Suzy- rushing through a mediocre BJ and fuck on a couch (though she was vocal) the action, I really never got very excited about the session and faked cumming at the end rather than endure much of an annoying hand job. I think I had seen a so-so report about Suzy, and I felt like I really should have heeded it.

I was pretty irritated at this point, but my mood brightened when I again reached the top of the hill and noticed that Shamrock, which had been dark on my previous loop, was now lit up. When I lingered I witnessed a miracle. It was a thick, curvy Venezuelan standing before me, beckoning me inside. I had actually been interested in and Shamrock all along because of reports about a Venezuelan of all things in residence, and I do love Latinas. At this time I was in desperate need of one, having tired of slighter Korean women, abrupt or uncommunicative bearing and mechanical sessions (not across the board, but the bad sessions, like the one I had just experienced, stuck in my head).

Ruby (I had read her name as Rosy, maybe I misheard) had just the kind of big, curvy ass and Latina attitude that I needed. Plus she had a great looking face. Rubi was friendly as we agreed on the price (130,000 Won) but also surprised that I knew about her being on the hill. Ruby slipped out of her bra and panties crawled sensually over to where I was lying on her bed. She kissed down my chest and licked my nipples before wrapping her lips around my dick.

The erotic scene was diminished because Rubi did not kiss nor allow her pussy to be licked. Even so, she talked sexy when I mounted her in missionary. She rode me next but the best was fucking her doggystyle, taking in the sight of a big, round booty the likes of which I had not seen on this trip, each of my hands taking a handful of ass cheek as I thrust hard. When we were done I expressed to Ruby how great it was to get together with a Latina and one with an ass I could really admire. Getting together with Ruby was a badly needed bit of diversity on my trip.

[Ibn Buttita]

After my early evening visit to Treasure Island I got together with work colleagues which ended in the early hours of the morning. This felt like a night to finally try Eve Anma, near the Hak-dong subway station (near exit 1 or 2, on the first side street south of Hakdongno and east of Nonhyeonno), which I had passed by on the night I visited Dallas. The appeal of this place was the multi-girl rotation special. I had mostly given up hope of having the bizarre masked fluffer plus hot girl fucking sequence that I had read about for years on the Korea forum, so this twist seemed like it would be a decent replacement, in terms of a taste of quirky Korean style sex. And this combo, I had read, was not usually available until late, after midnight or so.

So I made my way to Eve at around 1 AM and descended the stairs (it felt like a subway station entrance) to the basement sliding door that opened at my approach. The place seemed busy, and after the old mamasan greeted me and I paid the 270,000 Won to the young counter guy, I was taken to a mostly empty room to wait; I laid a couple of cushions on the floor and dozed for a half hour or so until I was summoned and brought to a room.

And so started a parade of three women arriving one by one to wash me, fuck me, and then leave; wash, rinse and repeat. I've had threesomes before, and even a foursome in Angeles and in an El Salvador brothel, but nothing quite like this; those were a lot better, but this sequencing was interesting and piqued my curiosity about who would arrive next, the anticipation being a big part of the fun in this hobby.

Unfortunately, the ladies at Eve were nothing like the nubile cuties in the aforementioned escapades. They were MILFs, with the L better replaced with SOL ("sort of like" to fuck). They were somewhere in their 30's to mid 40's, and did have decent bodies, slender for their age. I had the feeling they would have been pretty good looking in their youth. Writing this a few weeks later I can't distinguish among them in any meaningful way (and I definitely never got their names) but I couldn't do so even that night. I do remember one being a lot cheerier and friendly than the other two, who seemed grumpy.

The sessions were all about a routine, with no kissing involved and me being very passive, which was probably just as well since I was tired and a bit drunk at that hour. Every session started out with a wash in the shower area, with a blowjob included. For the middle woman the entire segment was in the shower area, and is memorable for that. She washed me while I sat on a Japanese style chair with the open seat portion, kneeled down to suck my cock, and after slipping on a condom sat down on my dick and bobbed up and down, this being one of the more interesting positions I've experienced. I have some good memories of the other two women, separately, giving me catbaths and riding me on the bed with a good view available in the adjacent mirror. I think it was just the final one who got me to cum, the booze and late hour taking its toll on my capacities.

Was Eve fun? Sure, as a novelty, and I can't fault the performance, or in that context really complain about the women's looks too much. I could use the word mechanical for the sessions but the women did put in the effort and had some decent skills. It was my one foray into quirky Korean sex, so for that alone it was worthwhile.

[Ibn Buttita]

One of the first things I noticed about the Richwell hotel (highly recommended at 70,000 per night in a room with huge tub and laptop) near Yeoksam was that its neighbor was Treasure Island Anma. I had seen a fleeting mention of the place from a post on this forum from a few years ago, but no location was listed so finding it so close to home was a pleasant surprise. It looked a bit derelict, however. It had the sign on a post outside, but the main entrance door, instead of glass or something flashy, appeared to be a sheet of grey sheet metal. So when I decided to visit I made my way into the open street-level car park underneath the main entry. I walked to the back of the garage, past the couple of cars parked there on this weekday early evening (around 6 PM).

I climbed the stairs and found a reception area at the top; this speakeasy-style entrance made me confident that this was the kind of place I was looking for. When the guy behind the counter saw me he conferred with a 30 or 40-something woman and then showed me a card written in English showing the 270,000 Won price. I was asked to take a seat in the adjacent barroom, complete With fake crystal chandeliers, high-backed velvety easy chairs, and random bottles on the shelf behind the poorly stocked bar.

I drank the juice the bartender gave me, and then the woman I saw earlier came over to escort me up a couple of floors in the elevator. She was friendly and held my hand as we ascended, and I totally would have gone to the room with her as she was a true MILF, sexy and slender, but alas she was only the mamasan.

But I was definitely not disappointed once I was led to a room and introduced to Coffee. She had caramel colored hair and terrific curves, and was super bubbly and smiley. Despite the language barrier we "joked" around throughout the initial wash down. From there she proceeded to give me one of the best body slide massages of my life, starting with a toe to neck cat bath that had me tingling at every lick. Coffee's round tits and rounder ass looked great glistening with nuru, and felt even better sliding over my body and especially my dick.

Her mouth was just as good around my cock, and we moved into a 69 to I could apply my own lips and tongue to Coffee's slick pussy and clit. Some missionary and energetic riding followed, but her ass was perfect for holding as I pumped her doggystyle to a hard cum. Of all the Anma visits on this Seoul trip, I'd rank this one the best.

[Ibn Buttita]

The forum has so much written about bogus independents / Backpage girls, and bad escort agencies, so in seeking to try another one I decided to try the one that seemed to get top marks, Bohemian. The girl I had originally wanted was the one who got rave reviews, Tina. However, when I emailed Bohemian they said that she was unavailable, because she had been grounded by her parents!

So I ordered up my second choice, Sophie. I knew Bohemian was one of the priciest agencies that would supply foreigners, but I still got a case of sticker shock when they told me that as a premium girl she cost 350,000 Won. I figured I would go for it anyway, and made the appointment.

Sophie rang at my hotel room door at 10 PM, exactly as requested, and I ushered in a very cute young lady in a preppy Burberry type skirt and top. I had expected a small framed girl, but not one so exquisitely petite. I appreciated that Sophie was friendly and, refreshingly, did not open up our interaction by demanding money. After a little small talk (she had a little bit of English) I handed that to her.

Right away I took advantage of Sophie 's small-ness by sitting on the edge of the bed and perching her on my knee while we light-kissed a little. I unbuttoned her shirt and unclasped her bra to reveal her tiny breasts, having high school flashbacks all the while. Her nipples were perfectly bite sized.

I soon had the rest of her outfit off, and mine as well, and she was laying tummy down with my dick in her mouth, giving me a good view of her tiny ass. We traded places as I gave her pussy a licking and then after getting the condom on pulled her up for fucking. Sophie looked so tiny under me, and when she mounted me she was a true spinner: after bucking on me in cowgirl I just rotated her around my shaft for some reverse action.

What made this experience unique was how Sophie scrunched up her face and squealed with passion (though I wonder how much pain given her small pussy). It was the closest I've ever experienced the kind of sex you see with the girls in Japanese porn. Even with her cute face, beyond the novelty of Sophie's size and J-girl mannerisms I didn't see how Sophie's luxury price was justified. She was pleasant and gave her full time and attention for the hour and fifteen minutes but it was not a truly passionate GFE session; it pains me to think that for that price I could have a dozen sessions in a Jakarta brothel, or in Angeles fill a room with 8 ferocious pinays!

[Ibn Buttita]

My first session with an escort in Seoul had gone well, so I set one up for the following night. I emailed DaSom, which framed itself as a group of girls getting together to make some money, but is just another agency. The girls on their site looked like college students and were shown in informal photos, like they were Instagram poses, Choosing was tough, but I asked for a girl named DaNa.

As I got up to answer the doorbell to my room I was anticipating a cute girl next door type. When I opened the door to see DaNa, I had one of those jaw dropping moments you see in an animated cartoon. The word stunner gets used a lot without much thought for its literal meaning. In this case, I truly was stunned, shocked at the sight of this model who stepped through the open door.

DaNa's photos had not done her justice. She was tall, a good 5'7" or so, and with tight, high waisted pants showing off a great figure: slender but curvy where it mattered down below. Her tits were small but matched perfectly with her elegant frame. She had short, wavy caramel colored hair, and her face was a ten.

DaNa had a coolness to her demeanor fitting her upscale looks, and after asking for her fee right away it took a while for me to break through the ice. It felt to me like an act, playing the hard-to-get good girl (she did let on about her religious background, and her real name reflected a recently-made saint), and while I could sense the facetiousness behind it, it still had me wondering.

This didn't get in the way of her willingly stripping down, and what a strip show it was. I've seen breathtaking sights in this world. The Grand Canyon, the Taj Mahal, Mount Everest. But these get close competition from the view of the Na pulling up her top to remove a lacy, black bra, and peeling off her tight pants to reveal her sexy panties. Watching her discard these raised my blood pressure even more (not to mention how it made my cock rise up and strain against my boxer shorts).

DaNa lay down and folded her arms on her chest, but I still had an unobstructed view of the lovely tattoos on her body, like floral designs on her shoulder and a round pattern surrounding her belly button. I leaned over to lightly kiss her lips, and she played at being shocked when I moved down to lick her pussy. Here her body's demands overcame her cool act, and she squirmed like crazy as I got her soaking wet.

I put on a condom and got on top of DaNa, and we moved to a nice rhythm, with me starting very slowly and moving deeper and faster as time passed. Later DaNa got onto all fours and we fucked in doggy. The view of her long, toned back fanning out into a round ass was fantastic. I grabbed her ass and bucked at a furious pace, with shrieks spilling out of her mouth. We finished this way, and DaNa lay there rubbing her pussy, simultaneously praising and complaining about the effects of my rod.

After DaNa showered I sat on the bed watching her drop her towel and pull on those exquisite panties and bra on her unbelievable body. We parted warmly, with me wondering if it would work out that I would see her again on my trip.

[Ibn Buttita]

The night before I had planned on meeting independent escort Jinny who has been recommended on the forum, and whose contacts I found after a simple web search. I had contacted her by email, which I found to convenient, and atypical of the way I contacted escorts in other countries. We had arranged her making a visit to my hotel near Yeoksam, but due to a missed message we were unable to get together.

We tried again the next night, and I was pleased with what I saw when I answered my doorbell. Now, Jinny did look a bit hotter in the photo she sent, but in person she had an attractive college-girl look, and a nice body. Like all the escort interactions I would have, on meeting the girl things were a little stilted as I paid her $230 fee (I decided to pay in dollars for some reason), but Jinny warmed up soon. After she showered she did make sure to go over to the desk and flip down the laptop screen, to guard against secret filming, which I was not actually doing.

We began with some light kissing, which was almost farcical since this involved her puckering up her lips into a kind of beak and pecking at my own lips like a bird, very strange. I moved onto more promising areas, like her round and respectably-sized breasts, which I figured as a very good boob job. Jinny did much better with her lips while giving me an uncovered blowjob, which was satisfying.

That's the word I would describe for the sex too. Jinny knew how to move, and her grab-able, round ass was one of the more impressive encountered on the trip (no Brazilian bunda here, but it was good for Korea). I'd recommend Jinny as a good-looking, pleasant girl to spend an hour with, and by the escort prices I paid in Seoul a good value. Jinny was a very sweet girl, she even emailed me a nice note after our session.

[Ibn Buttita]

There are so many reports for Belle, Cool, and Jinju that I decided I should try one out, even though a no-sex happy ending place is not my preferred kind of venue. The budgetary aspect was a factor since the Anmas had been so pricey. From where I left off at Tiffany, near Gangnam metro station, I was able to walk south to the location for Belle and Cool, a bit far but manageable if you have the time. Along the way I noticed on a side street a block or two north of Dogokdong (the street where Belle and Cool are located), but on the other side of Dogokdong, that had more than one barber pole prominently displayed, so a place for someone to explore.

Once I had turned left onto Dogokdong, it took a few minutes until I spotted Cool (north side of the street), but I had decided on Belle (opposite side, a bit further down). I passed it by the place the first time since it is in a building set back and up a small side street on a hill. There is a sign that I missed on the first pass.

Once down the stairs I was let in by a slim girl in glasses and after paying the 85,000 fee she showed where I could shower and led to a room. After washing up I pressed the service bell button and soon heard a knock on my door. A skinny girl in a white dress entered; she was cute and seemed like a college student. After giving me a good back massage she had me turn over and I sat up and gave her a little kiss and dropped her dress off her shoulders revealing teensy breasts but eraser nipples that were soon between my lips. I laid down and she returned the favor by placing her own lips around my dick for a nice blow job, transitioning to a hand job, something which she had lots of skill. She oiled me up and jerked me until I shot a powerful blast of cum over my chest. I never made it to Cool or Jinju (even though I later stayed in a hotel almost next door to the latter), or back to Belle, since Seoul's other options were more enticing, including escorts. My escort plans for this night fell through (more on that later), but I would make up for it later.

[Ibn Buttita]

Something I notice on ISG, whatever the country, is how some venues get overwhelming attention, and others you have to discover many pages deep in the forum like an archaeologist digging through layer after layer of soil. It took a lot of skimming but in doing my trip research I came across a handful of places (like Dallas for massage places) that had been reported on once or twice and then any mention of them disappeared. Hoping that this was not because the venues themselves had closed, I wanted to track some of these down. One was Tiffany Anma. One thing I discovered was that it fit the pattern of clusters I noticed: a number of subway stations had multiple venues. An Anma and a massage parlor like at Hak-dong. Close by (later on my trip I noticed in area around Sinnohyeon station some venues, including what looked like an anma behind Design Hotel on Bongeonsaro St. , and further up the hill a Thai massage place.). Near Gangnam station I had read about Tiffany Anma and VIP-MVP massage parlor (more on that one later).

Leaving Gangnam subway station via exit 6, I walked south a couple of blocks, turning right into a side street, and after one short block it I saw signs to my right for VIP / MVP on the block north of this intersection (which I noted for my planned future visit), but turned left to look for Tiffany. It was pretty easy to spot, with a sign for massage in front of a building set back from the street. It had a restaurant on the second floor but it was clearly a building dedicated as an Anma. (There was also another barber pole place on the next corner).

At the reception a couple floors up I was received with what I perceived as surprise at the sudden appearance of a waygook. It was late afternoon on a Sunday, and so I guess the place was empty, which helped my cause in getting in. I paid the 270,000 Won charge and after a few minutes waiting in the lounge a male staff member took me to another floor to the room of one of the girls (it looked like the room she boarded in).

Naby greeted me politely, but not with particular warmth, a hallmark of our session together. She looked great, in her mid-twenties and slender. Her skills were undeniable: after soaping me up in the bathroom alcove at the end of the room she had me lie down on the washing table and proceeded to give me one of the best body slides of my life. With her head down at my toes she used her nuru-glazed ass and pink slit to do a virtual pole dance around my cock, and it looked as good as it felt. Ditto for the blow job she gave me on the table.

Once she washed me clean of the nuru, the bed program began. I say program because I didn't have much latitude in directing things. Pussy licking was off the table, for example. Some more good dick sucking was followed by fucking in missionary and doggy. This girl's lithe body felt great against mine, but her vocalizations were hard to interpret: were they (well-acted) pleasure or pain? (She did make some annoyed dick size comments). This ambiguity put me off a bit, and cut things short of my shooting a load. As far as the Anma / massage parlor aspect of my trip, however, she was the best combination of youth and looks I was to have.

[Ibn Buttita]

One subway stop west, Hak-dong, had a couple of venues nearby: one was Eve Anma, with the multiple-girl programs I read about, but I had decided not to do another big Anma that night. The other place was Dallas, a massage parlor I had read only one report about. I would have taken the subway to these places, but because it was after midnight (me still awake thanks to jet lag), I walked on over.

Dallas was easy to find, near the beginning of the side street just north of Nonhyeonno Street, off exit 6 of Hak-dong station. With a lighted, spinning barber pole out front it was easy to spot. I went down to the basement and the friendly 40 ish woman at the counter greeted me with a smile and wrote 130,000 Won on a slip. This turned out to be great value, but I was wary at first when the reception lady joined me in the room. She had me strip, shower (on my own a room nearby), and then proceeded to give me an outstanding massage, just what I needed after flying the previous day and walking so much today.

I appreciated her skills and manner but was happy when she ushered in a girl in her 20's in a dress after finishing the massage. Chinju was pretty, though no stunner, but most important she was very friendly and perky, and we managed fine despite the language gap, kidding around in non-verbal ways. Chinju had small breasts but a big smile, and a decently round ass. After a BBBJ we fucked in a couple of positions, leaving me happy with choosing Dallas that night.

[Ibn Buttita]

From Hera I found a place for dinner before starting off on a trek to Fish Anma, which was high on my list of planned destinations. Walking north up Seolleung, out of curiosity I headed into a brightly lit food and bars street on the left, about 2 blocks from the Teheran intersection. Just north off this street I spotted a barber-pole massage place named Vitamin, which I did not check out but someone may wish to.

Back on Seolleung, I made my way up to the Gangnam-gu subway station to give myself a landmark for finding Fish. Directions on the forum were accurate: head a couple of blocks south from the station (exit 2 the nearest), on the west side of Seolleung, and make a right into the side street. A block down on the right, on the corner, was Fish. As I walked toward the entrance, a middle aged guy in the security guard box on the corner quickly chased me down and indicated it was a no-go. He was nice enough about it, though. For all I had read about Fish being foreigner friendly, I think the distinction between a foreigner of Asian heritage and non-Asian (like me) needs to be made. My timing was probably off, it being around 11 PM on a Saturday night, possibly a busy time. And I may have had better luck if I had not been wearing jeans, T-shirt, and athletic shoes. Whatever the factors, there would be no Fish for me this night.

Since I was in the neighborhood, I decided to scope out Ace, which gets a lot of notice as an Anma open to foreigners. It was easy to find, a free-standing-building not far from exit 3 out of Gangnam-gu Office station at the end of a side street on the north side of Hak-dong St. Thinking back to some reports about less than stellar talent there, and not wanting to pay another quarter of a million for a session with a 30 year old not of my choosing, I decided to look for an alternative.

[Ibn Buttita]

Jet lag reared its ugly head and so I got a seriously late start on things on my second day in Seoul, leaving my hotel at around 5 PM. Staying near the Yeoksam subway station in Gangnam, I decided to try Hera, near Seolleung subway station. Forum directions were accurate; walk straight out of exit 2, walk a couple of blocks and make a left after the Kinkos. The Greco-Roman building did stand out, although the name on the sign now reads "Castle" (Hera is still written on the automatic glass doors). I got a warm welcome at reception, slipped into slippers, paid the 270,000 Won to the woman at the counter (that would be the standard Anma price on this trip), and was ushered downstairs.

The scene was cinematic: techno music pulsated in the red-lit basement hallway as I made my way through gauzy curtains and past bathrobe-clad young guys being kissed by hotties in lingerie. The girl I had been paired with, Wisu, met me at the door to her room. On the way downstairs the male staff employee had told me "young" while doing the international charades sign for big tits. Wisu was attractive with a nice set of augmented tits (it was a fine job and felt nice to hold, but I could tell they were fake), but she was not young, telling me herself that she was 30 years old.

She was quite friendly and we communicated fine despite the language barrier. We were clearly in a room where she stayed, as it had plenty of personal touches, and she gave me a personal touch after we stripped down and she soaped me up in the bathroom. A fine body slide followed, and her pointy nipples really felt great all over my body. After some BBBJ Wisu rinsed me off, we got dry, and headed onto the bed.

Here she took total control, having me lie down and sidelining my attempts to kiss her lips or body. She had her routine and she was going to stick to it. Not that it was bad, her uncovered blow job was quite nice, and we did get into a hot little 69 session. I also liked the fucking that followed, cycling through missionary, cowgirl, and doggy where I finished. Wisu cleaned me up and offered me some water and I was soon on my way. Wisu certainly had skills, but I still would have preferred something more free-form, not to mention one of the hot young things in the hallway.

[Ibn Buttita]

My Seoul trip got off to a fast start, and a convenient one, as close as the first subway stop from Incheon airport. Rockit Reports had been a great resource for planning my trip, with a number of reports on anmas, red light districts, agencies, and general information that he put online from 2012 to recently. In one he described the Unseo neighborhood near Incheon airport, a several square block district of multi-story buildings with hotels, shops, and restaurants (I had one of my best meals of my trip in one place here). The subway got me to Unseo very quickly, and from the plaza in front of the station entrance I walked toward the buildings, making a left at the corner convenience store. Soon I was passing a building with prominent signs for Thai massage upstairs; I passed because I wanted to go local, and since I had read on the forum a report that most Thai places offered HJ endings at most (I never tried one to discover if that is true or not).

I crossed a street and the building on the next corner had a blow up barber pole, but I decided to wander around before settling on a place. I looked for places I had read about by name, and at the end of another long block and past a petrol station spotted one: Kings, on the second floor of a building; it looked very professional with images of women getting massages on the windows. Almost too legit looking, I feared. There was a one-block street perpendicular to Kings, and at the end, to the left a bit, was a building with signs for KTV and Sauna and a barber pole. Across the street from Kings were a couple of large buildings with massage signs, one in bright red with Japanese, English, and Korean, a promising sign. I went up to 3 F as advertised, and the place looked promising. But when the young guy at the counter showed me a menu with massage packages I asked which one included sex, and his reply was that they did not do that (I have my doubts). The building next door housing a massage place had unlit small barber poles on the corners, but the look of the second floor entrance, with pictures of kids and old people getting mud baths, put me off.

So I returned to the place with the big blow-up pole, and up on the third floor the place did fir my image of what I was looking for, dark with a heavy-set mamasan who let me in. When I asked for massage she instantly said "sexu" and wrote down 150,000 on a piece of paper. I paid up and she led me to one of a series of rooms with curtains on the entrance, not a good sign to my eyes. She instructed me to change into the boxers provided and had me put my valuables in a small locker in the room, and gave me the key on a wristband.

When a busty girl in her 20's appeared I felt more assured. She had me lie face down for a very brief back massage, and then led me through a small labyrinth of hallways to a shower room complete with table. This is where all the fun would take place, I realized. She undressed, revealing a very nice, large (Korean scale) set of tits, which made up for a somewhat plain face. She thoroughly soaped me up with lots of attention to my fun parts, and had me lie on the table where she performed a basic cat bath and gave me a (regrettably) covered blow job. Everything was rather mechanical and she didn't show any warmth, and maybe worse she wouldn't allow sucking of her fine tits. She rode me for a bit and I ultimately came while fucking her in missionary. I enjoyed the release to start off the trip, and as I made my way back to the subway and rode into Seoul, I did hope for better things to come over the next week. But as always the reconnaissance was part of the adventure, and it's good to know that if you've got even a relatively short layover at Incheon airport there is a mongering option at hand, with possibilities in Unseo (some of the places that didn't work for me might work for others).

[Ibn Buttita]

I was in Seoul for work meetings in September, my second time in Korea but the first time with mongering on the agenda. I had gotten into mongering and reading ISG shortly after my first trip to Korea ten years ago, and had read up on things in Seoul from time to time out of curiosity (and out of a general interest in Korean massage girls, a few of whom I had sessions with in years past). So I realize that I finally came back to Seoul after the passing of what many consider "good old days. " That said, I still had a good time during my week there, though the fun was definitely not cheap.

Gangnam was my base, staying in hotels around Yeoksam subway station. My entertainment venues included a mix of Anmas, barber-pole massage parlors, Itaewon's Hooker Hill red light district, plus I had several escorts over to my hotel. The subway was a great way to get around, since there were clusters of venues around a number of the stations in Gangnam, but given how large the subway stations could be oftentimes it was almost as quick to walk from place to place (a good workout given all the hills).

To me, mongering in Seoul was kind of like the metal chopsticks in a Korean restaurant, the ones that are just a bit harder to eat with than the wooden ones at a Chinese or Japanese restaurant. What I mean is, in comparison to other countries, things are just a little more quirky and idiosyncratic, a little less accessible, a little more challenging to my expectations. For example, there was the sometimes cool reaction I got from the staff at places like Anmas, the ambiguous reactions of the girls during sex when it was sometimes hard to tell if they were vocalizing pleasure or pain or what, or their strange style of kissing when that was even offered. Or the massage routines which while fun could be puzzling (the three girl rotation at Eve Anma, for example) or a little too regimented. There was a major element of surprise too with the women, not being able to choose in Anmas or massage places and hoping for the best when an escort arrived at my door. I saw a wide range of women in terms of looks, from stunner to cute girls next door types to attractive 30-somethings and MILFs I would have declined elsewhere.

These are not serious complaints; as a tourist it was pretty easy to sample the scene. For example, even with a Korean vocabulary of about three words, communication was never really a stumbling block; escort visits were easily arranged; and venues were not too hard to find (I love the barber pole concept). Not knowing what to expect had the benefit of building anticipation, adding a bit of adventure to things. And when the women were really hot, or very skilled at a body massage or catbath, or even a vanilla back massage, they were world class. (But pretty damn expensive!

[Mr Z]

Sorry, didn't follow this topic GCNovice. Given that I don't speak korean, I just go in and they show me on their calculator what the price is, I pay and I'm led to a room where you undress, take a shower and brush your teeth. Then you just wait for the girl and communicate in the universal language of paid "love", I. E. Being respectful and all that. In some places, as you can see here in the forum you get multiple girls if you're into that sort of thing.

Maybe I should start hitting up massage parlor instead of BP. I'm a reviewer, if you want me to prove my "creds". As I notice some users' reply about not sharing. So, being the parlor virgin that I am, what do you ask for when you go in?