Taipei

[KapnAmerica]

My trip to Asia had taken me from the alleys of Seoul, to the streets and bars of Bangkok, and finally back to the warm embrace of my lover and friends in the Philippines. But it wasn't quite over yet.

On Monday, I boarded my flight in Cebu bound for the United States. My flight had a lengthy ten-hour layover in Taipei, and that was by design. I intended to use that time to explore the local mongering scene.

I had visited Taipei once before (also on a long layover). I personally found the city to be welcoming, well-designed and oddly romantic. I was able to zip easily from the airport to the heart of the city with public transportation (the MRT) and enjoyed walking the nice (and mostly covered) sidewalks that took me past restaurants, tea shops, convenience stores, massage parlors, and every other type of business. The streets were bustling with people going about their daily lives. From a weather, modernity and population density perspective, the city reminded me a little of San Francisco.

Strangely, I found the women that I saw in Taipei to be, on the whole, the most feminine and attractive in any country I'd visited in Asia. I was not expecting that, as I have never read any reports from foreigners praising the beauty of Taiwanese women in comparison to say, Japanese, Thai or Filipina women. But having made multiple visits to all of those countries, I can confidently say that I am personally more attracted to the physical appearance, fashion style and overall feminine ambience of Taiwanese women than those in any other Asian country I've been to.

With all these tantalizing women roaming around, even riding the subway was a somewhat exciting experience for me. Not speaking a word of Chinese, I knew I had no hope of seducing one of them, nor did I have the time or inclination to try. However, I was certain that somewhere was a place I could spend some quality time with one of them for a price. Unfortunately, on that first trip, I had not yet discovered this forum and I was very limited in my ability to find those women. I wandered around the streets aimlessly and found came up empty. I left disappointed but I was determined to return.

Then I discovered this forum. Inspired by the poet of Taipei, Amazake, I prepared to give the city another try.

My flight landed at 1:30 pm, and with just one small carry-on suitcase I cleared customs in record time. I immediately jumped on the MRT and headed for Taipei Main Station. Then I caught a bus to Wanhua and walked a piece to get to my hotel, the Ximen LE Room Hotel located at No. 32 Kanding Road. You won't find it on Google Maps, but it is across the street from Xin Xin Hot Pot and you should be able to book it on Agoda.

Even though I only planned to stay a few hours, I got a hotel room because 1) I needed a secure place to put my stuff, 2) I needed a nice hot shower and a place to relax before spending 20 straight hours on airplanes and in airports on my way back home, and 3) if I got lucky and found a woman, I needed a place to take her. I was very happy with the LE Room Hotel. Reasonably priced, courteous staff, good air conditioning, comfortable bed, easy check-in / check out. The elevator is slow and the room was a little cramped, but the bathroom was clean and the shower was steaming hot with great water pressure and had the nice soap and shampoo dispensers I like. But what really impressed me was that in the lobby they had a variety of snacks and drinks, and all of them were free to guests. That alone made the place an absolute bargain. I would definitely stay there again.

Wasting no time, I showered and shaved and then headed south down Kangding Street toward Lungshan Temple. It was only about a 1 km walk from the hotel. Even though it was windy and a little chilly outside, I wore a black t-shirt and jeans. I noticed that nearly everyone else seemed to be dressed in a jacket, and I immediately felt like I looked underdressed in addition to looking out of place. But after spending four days in the heat of the Philippines, I was enjoying the feel of cool air on my skin.

Guided by the detailed directions of Amazake, I reached the little market on Xichang Street on the east side of Lungshan Temple around 5 pm. Upon arriving, I immediately realized that I had entered the rough side of town. Most of the vendors there looked impoverished and the place had a seedy feel to it. On each side of the market was a covered corridor, and scattered throughout those corridors, leaned up against the walls, were a number of scantily clad ladies who were clearly trying to attract male clientele. And that day, I wanted to be part of that clientele.

Overall, I was pleased with the selection, especially so early in the day on a Monday. A wave of purient excitement washed over me as I strolled through the market, casually looking from side to side to check out the available options as inconspicuously as possible. Of course, as the only six-foot-two, white, blue-eyed man wearing only a t-shirt in the general vicinity, I am sure I was anything but inconspicuous.

I had found the promiscuous promised land of Wanhua and now it was time to sample a little taste of its bounty. The problem, of course, was that I did not speak a word of Mandarin. I have learned from past experience that it is a good idea to try a few native phrases when approaching and then revert to English or the translator. You never get a second chance to make a first impression. So, I circled around the temple and practiced saying "Nee-how" and "Mia-gush shaw shi-do shau chien"? Which I believe translates to "Hello. How much does it cost for two hours?

I then returned to the market, and this time walked down the narrow side corridors. I broke out my broken Mandarin for the first lady I ran into, who was more or less alone. This lady was on the older side, had more weight on her than I like and didn't seem the least bit excited to see me. She didn't understand what I said, but also didn't immediately tell me to get lost. Which is something I was keenly concerned about after my humbling experience in Korea. So I whipped out my translator and she told me it was 2,000 NTD for 20 minutes. I asked her how much it would be for an hour, and she told me 5,000. I thanked her and said I might be back after dinner. I had zero intention of coming back.

I then crossed the street and went to the other corridor, where I noticed a group of about six lightly-dressed women standing nearly shoulder to shoulder. At least four of them were obviously Thai. One had light skin and appeared to be Chinese / Taiwanese ethnicity. She was cute, slim to average body, maybe around 30 years old, with pitch black hair cut evenly above her shoulder. From a physical standpoint, she was pretty much exactly what I was hoping to find in Taipei. However, she did not speak even one word of English, and had what seemed to be a polite but down-to-business personality, which were both drawbacks. I generally like my street girls to be either innocent fawns, seductive vixens or easygoing girls-next-door, and this woman was none of the above.

Just as we began to discuss pricing details, all six of the women suddenly turned and retreated past me down the corridor, including the one I was chatting with. I was confused. I then noticed a yellow-vested policeman coming down the corridor. I smiled and gave him a "what's up" nod. He nodded back indifferently. For a second, I wondered how strictly prostitution was policed in Taiwan. It was kind of disheartening to see the girls get run off like that and to know that they must always be looking around for approaching law enforcement. And it made me even more determined to give them my business.

After all the girls scurried away, I walked across the street to the area near the metro station to see if there were any more opportunities lurking there. All I found was a sizeable homeless population living in squalor with no attractive women anywhere. So I circled back to the Xichang market. The ladies were back, and I brushed past four or five girls to walk directly up to the one I had been talking with. I think this impressed her, and she seemed to soften up a bit.

The short-haired East Asian quoted me 2 k for 20 minutes and 4. 5 k for an hour. I was honestly expecting the price to be higher than the first woman I talked with because this one was younger and more attractive, but to my delight the price was actually lower. I asked her if she wanted to go back to my hotel room, but she insisted that we go to her room across the street. That was a bit of a turn off for me, and with it still being the daylight hours, I was curious to see what kind of beauties might emerge after dark. She gave me her phone number and I told her I would return after dinner. "Yuxuaoning" was the name she entered in my phone, with digits that ended in 97.

As I walked up the market corridor toward my hotel, I passed several more women including one who immediately caught my attention. She looked like she was of some type of mixed ancestry, with Japanese possibly being the most prominent. Mid-20's and had a cosmopolitan "semi-pro" vibe. She spoke very good English and flirted with me in the provocative way that I crave. This girl was the seductive vixen whose charms I am often unable to resist. I asked if she wanted to go back to my hotel, and she immediately agreed. I asked the price for one hour and she told me 6 k. Well, that was a problem. First of all, I only brought 4 k with me to Taiwan, and to my disbelief, virtually every bank in Wanhua (which seems to be pretty much the only place to exchange currency) closes at 3:30 pm. So I told her I would have to pay in a mixture of US and Taiwanese dollars. She said 200 US dollars would work. And I had two crisp 100 dollar bills with me, but Benjamin Franklin was one of our great Founding Fathers and I don't hand over his likeness to foreigners except in the most exceptional circumstances.

These circumstances were pretty darn exceptional, though. It was the last day of my trip and less than four hours before I needed to check out of my hotel to head back to the airport for a long and arduous journey back to the land of the free. And how much more enjoyable would that trip be if I was slumped back in my seat snoozing in a post-coital state of bliss rather than replaying a string of missed opportunities. I was honestly running out of time. And here she was, a girl straight out of my dirtiest dream, practically begging to fulfill my every desire in the comfort of the hotel room I rented for that exact purpose.

But then I thought of how I got there, and many other places I've been in the world. It was only through the guidance of men like Amazake and others who generously chose to share their secrets so that I and others might also partake in the joys they have experienced. Otherwise, I never would have even known the ladies of the Xichang market existed. And now I was going to come into this sacred place and sow lime in the ground by throwing hundred dollar bills at the local girls? Hell no. I was not going to be that guy.

So instead of accept her offer, I laughed and said "6,000? Incredulously. I then rolled my eyes and said "see you later" and walked off. No counteroffer. Didn't even ask for her name or number.

Now, don't get me wrong. I definitely intended to talk to that girl again. But my plan was to go get dinner and let her stand in that corridor for another hour or so thinking about how she would rather be screwing me and getting paid for it. Meanwhile, I would be able to scope out any more economical (and possibly more attractive) options that might appear after the sun went down. After all, she was only the third girl I'd spoken with in Xichang, and two of them exceeded my standards. Surely there had to be more just around the corner. And if worst came to worst, I had Yuxuaoning's number and she was very reasonably priced.

On my way to dinner, I tried to establish contact Yuxuaoning only to find that she was not on WhatsApp. My heart sank as I feared that she had either typed the number in wrong (I had to add the country code on my own) or had given me a fake number. Fortunately, I had cell phone service, so I sent her a text instead. The text went through but there was no reply.

After dinner, I returned to Xichang market and ran headlong into the old 'bird in the hand' adage. It was now around 7:00 and the quality of options had not improved one bit. In fact, they seemed to have gotten worse. I approached a few women just to check the rates, and some of them outright shooed me away. I didn't see either Yuxuaoning or the hot vixen I had talked to earlier standing where they had been before. One Thai girl tried to drag me aggressively up to her room against my will for a 15-minute quickie, while another Thai "bubblegum brat" rudely told me (in either broken English or Thai) to get lost after I complimented her blue eyes. "Get lost" is a very polite way of phrasing whatever she told me.

I passed on each side of the market two or three times, becoming more desperate and hopeless with each pass. It seemed that all the most alluring women had either retired for the evening or been scooped up by other men, and I was scouring the leftovers. It seemed the evening was not going to end well for me after all.

I checked my phone, and to my shock I had a text from Yuxuaoning. "Where are you?" She asked in Mandarin. However, the text had been sent 20 minutes earlier. I responded in Mandarin that I was close to where I met her and asked where she was. Several minutes passed with no response.

Knowing that my time was running out and not knowing what else to do, I continued to loiter in the market. Suddenly, I heard the sounds of yelling to my left. A fight broke out in the market and I had a ringside seat. Two Asian men were going at it with two other Asian men. Three of them were weilding what looked like knight sticks and another had what appeared to be a dull metal blade. Several blows were struck. Pepper spray was used. One of the men sank what appeared to be a small knife or "shank" into the side of another's neck, causing blood to spurt out onto the pavement. This continued for several minutes and at some point another four men joined in, with four on each side. A crowd gathered around to watch. The men were relentless and were legitimately trying to kill each other.

All of the men were small and wiry, and the scene got my testerone pumping so hard that I was somewhat tempted to step in and manhandle a couple of them to break the fight up. But I thought better of it given the weapons that were involved, I would have almost certainly been struck with something and I don't think they would have stopped anyway. Then one of them pulled out a "gun" and crowd started to scatter as he fired it at one of his rivals and scored a an apparent hit. I put the word gun in parentheses because it merely made a 'pfft' sound and was a pitiful imitation of a real gun by an American standard. If these guys had guns like we all have in America, bullets would have been everywhere and the morgue would have been full that night. It made me ashamed to be glad I was not witnessing this fight in my own country, as I very well may not have lived to tell about it.

Pitiful or not, the shot hit its target and the victim collapsed against a motorcycle. Another assailant then put the wounded man in a headlock and began wailing on him. Suddenly a young woman (possibly one of the hookers?) ran out from the crowd and threw her body over the wounded man pleading for the attacker to stop. The woman's cries were so loud and hysterical that the attacker did back off. Finally, after about ten minutes of nonstop fighting, the police and ambulence arrived. They spoke with one of the men who seemed to me to be the instigator but didn't arrest him. They just tried to calm him down. At that point, I figured I had pressed my luck enough by hanging around that area and I left. I checked my phone: Still no reply from Yuxuaoning.

I got some bubble tea at a tea shop in Ximen and then headed back to the hotel. Just before I got there, I felt a buzz in my pocket. It was Yuxuaoning. "I'll go down" she said in Mandarin. It was apparent to me that the reason she had not responded to my text from 30 minutes earlier was because she had been upstairs with another man. I was just another appointment to fit into her busy schedule. And now she was ready for me. "I'm here waiting for you," she texted a few moments later.

After witnessing that fight, my body was full of testosterone and adrenaline. I have to admit, there was something that aroused me deep inside by being summoned to Yuxuaoning's lair. It felt like she was ringing a dinner bell and daring me to come and get it. It was almost 8:00 and I didn't have much time to think about. I acted purely on instinct. Primal instinct. I turned on my heels and speedwalked back to the Xichang market.

There I found Yuxuaoning, who looked even more enticing than I remembered. I told her the truth, that I didn't have much time. I couldn't spend an hour with her, but I could spend 30 minutes for 2,500 NTD. She accepted.

Yuxuaoning led me through a door located only feet from where she had been leaning in the corridor, and up the stairs to her third-floor apartment. It was hot as a furnace inside with no ventilation and the pungent aroma of sex filled the air. The bedsheets were disheveled and looked like they had hosted many visitors. This was the definition of cheap, raunchy sex. Honestly it might have been my first time in a place like that, and I was both disappointed with myself and aroused at the same time. I was skeptical that I could get much satisfaction in 30 minutes but that was all the time I had and at least it wouldn't cost me much.

Yuxuaoning led me through a door located only feet from where she had been leaning in the corridor, and up the stairs to her third-floor apartment. She asked for payment up front, but after my experience in Thailand, that wasn't about to happen. I did show her the money though, to assure her that I was good for it. She was satisfied with that. With that out of the way, she took off her clothes to reveal a milky white girl-next-door type body.

Yuxuaoning used her soft hands to get my soldier to stand at attention and then I slid on one of my Trojan Magnums. She was tight at first so I started off very slowly on top of her. Once she began to moisten up I increased the speed to a nice steady rhythm. She was fairly vocal and made sounds that I had never heard from women in other countries. About 15 minutes in, all of those noises suddenly stopped as she orgasmed so hard that my pilot was nearly ejected from the cockpit.

After her climax, I flipped her over and enjoyed her from behind. She was a nice, smooth ride from the front, but once we hit the backroad she really shined. Yuxuaoning's backside was the perfect height for my preferred angle of attack, and her crevice was the absolute perfect combination of depth, tightness and moisture for my shaft. In truth, hers might have been the best honeypot I have ever entered. If not, it was definitely top three.

I dug my hands into her hips as I savored everything Yuxuaoning had to offer. I reached my hand beneath her and pulled lightly on her titties, and also gave her ass some light slaps. Not the "who's the boss?" slaps I usually dole out, but rather the kind that just tested the waters to see if she would allow it. She seemed to like them, but I didn't want to push my luck and get my "license revoked" (as Amazake might put it) on my first trip around the block.

It wasn't long before I got into a nice steady rhythm with her that sent me to a place of pure sexual euphoria. From what I could tell, she was loving every long, deep stroke and every five seconds or so her muscles were contracting around me. I couldn't tell if she was in the throes of a rolling orgasm or of she was doing that intentionally to milk my snake and make me finish faster. At any rate, it felt damn good. Soon I wasn't so much worried about whether I could cum in the 30 minute timeframe, as I was worried about how much longer I could hold on.

When I finally exploded with maybe a minute or two to spare, it was a glorious ball- and mind-clearing release that was easily my most memorable climax on a trip that had multiple great ones. Drenched in sweat and dizzy with bliss, I staggered over to the couch and clumsily got dressed. Honestly, I had no idea that cheap sex with a street hooker could be that good. I paid Yuxuaoning the 2. 5 k and gave her a big wet kiss on the cheek, which I don't think went over well with her at all. Given how much she seemed to enjoy the sex, I was surprised by how cold and businesslike she was afterwards. Maybe someone can explain that one to me. Later, I sent her a polite text thanking her and telling her I hope we can do it again in the future. It received no response. I hope I didn't piss her off.

After that titillating experience, I sprinted back to the hotel and then booked to the airport where I made my 11:30 flight with time to spare. Let's just say I slept well on the way home while dreaming of all the beautiful memories that I had just made.

[Amazake]

Truly inspired by your posts and I was briefly in your neck of the woods on Monday (March 18th). I followed your road map to a little pot of gold in the little market on Xichang Street, despite my skepticism. I will be posting about my experience in detail soon. I am thinking I might have saw your Jacqueline Kennedy (wearing a red coat?) The lady I ended up with looked similar and spoke Chinese (definitely not one of the Thais) but her personality seemed much more mainland Chinese than Taiwan, from my Western perspective.

Yuxuaoning was the name she gave me. I got her digits which end in 97. You know her? Anyway, I'll be posting a full report soon. Keep up the good work, I never would have had a chance of success without your guidance.

Thank you for your kind words, Captain!

In Taiwan, I don't have a burner phone, so I don't like to exchange numbers. I ran into problems with girls calling me constantly, and arousing suspicions with my family. I usually meet them in the street.

But, my Statuesque Jaqueline Kennedy girl is Taiwanese, (unless she is lying, as many do) and uses a name like "Lichwen. ".

In that market area, I seldom see Mainlanders these days. But, on Kangding, I see Mainlanders, and they can be quite statuesque.

Plenty of Fujianese Mainlanders in the Huaxi Market area.

Anyway, stay safe, be well, prosper, have fun, keep it covered, stay strong and healthy, and I so look forward to hearing your tale.

Thanks for taking the time to share. Many Blessings to you and our small community here in Taiwan.

[KapnAmerica]

Spending most of my time with the same statuesque Taiwanese. She treats me just fine. Good standard old fashioned rugged service.

Nothing fancy. No fake soundtracks, everything covered, never rushed. She has no superb techniques, other than leaving herself open, vulnerable and available. When we hit it right, naturally, there is a bliss that fills the room.

And, we both have a good work ethic, to keep on creating friction until the sparks ignite. Not the youngest out there. But, early to mid thirties is plenty young for me.

The bubblegum Thai brats that dominate the scene have no idea what it means to provide high quality service as a profession.

They were hit or miss for me, recently.

Don't get me wrong, if you sift through them, you will find some dazzling young girls willing to engage wholeheartedly. But, for myself, the sifting process was far too tedious. And, each girl seems to be tied to principles of work guidelines (Thai union rules) that prevent her from acting autonomously. The curtailing of my freedom to be sexually spontaneous initiated my dislike of them. That, along with their charging above standard prices, their strict, unyielding adherence to exact time-limits, and their discretion on when the timer is set. I could foresee them starting the timer in the street when they are first approached. I mean, they are not high-priced lawyers and consultants. Yet, they seem to have adopted such business practices.

The perks of remaining with the same girl are developing mutual trust and understanding, and taking the act a little deeper each time and exploring deeper realms. The sessions build on each other.

As with most all things, it could reach an over-saturation point. But, so far, the sessions leave nothing to be desired.

It always feels like money well-spent.

I won't continue to post about her. If I don't see her in the streets, I will move on to another "tried-and-proven," or take my chances if a good rapport is developed in our street chat with a new lady.

Keep on posting, boys, sharing your experiences if you feel comfortable doing so.

Truly inspired by your posts and I was briefly in your neck of the woods on Monday (March 18th). I followed your road map to a little pot of gold in the little market on Xichang Street, despite my skepticism. I will be posting about my experience in detail soon. I am thinking I might have saw your Jacqueline Kennedy (wearing a red coat?) The lady I ended up with looked similar and spoke Chinese (definitely not one of the Thais) but her personality seemed much more mainland Chinese than Taiwan, from my Western perspective.

Yuxuaoning was the name she gave me. I got her digits which end in 97. You know her? Anyway, I'll be posting a full report soon. Keep up the good work, I never would have had a chance of success without your guidance.

[Amazake]

Spending most of my time with the same statuesque Taiwanese. She treats me just fine. Good standard old fashioned rugged service.

Nothing fancy. No fake soundtracks, everything covered, never rushed. She has no superb techniques, other than leaving herself open, vulnerable and available. When we hit it right, naturally, there is a bliss that fills the room.

And, we both have a good work ethic, to keep on creating friction until the sparks ignite. Not the youngest out there. But, early to mid thirties is plenty young for me.

The bubblegum Thai brats that dominate the scene have no idea what it means to provide high quality service as a profession.

They were hit or miss for me, recently.

Don't get me wrong, if you sift through them, you will find some dazzling young girls willing to engage wholeheartedly. But, for myself, the sifting process was far too tedious. And, each girl seems to be tied to principles of work guidelines (Thai union rules) that prevent her from acting autonomously. The curtailing of my freedom to be sexually spontaneous initiated my dislike of them. That, along with their charging above standard prices, their strict, unyielding adherence to exact time-limits, and their discretion on when the timer is set. I could foresee them starting the timer in the street when they are first approached. I mean, they are not high-priced lawyers and consultants. Yet, they seem to have adopted such business practices.

The perks of remaining with the same girl are developing mutual trust and understanding, and taking the act a little deeper each time and exploring deeper realms. The sessions build on each other.

As with most all things, it could reach an over-saturation point. But, so far, the sessions leave nothing to be desired.

It always feels like money well-spent.

I won't continue to post about her. If I don't see her in the streets, I will move on to another "tried-and-proven," or take my chances if a good rapport is developed in our street chat with a new lady.

Keep on posting, boys, sharing your experiences if you feel comfortable doing so.

[Amazake]

"Wanhua Aphrodite".

Went back to the same girl, the well-dressed stately Jaqueline Kennedy statuesque Taiwanese beauty type. Let's call her "Aphrodite" after the Greek goddess of love, sex and beauty. ("Venus," for those of you who are Romans).

This session got much more physical. I adore her looks; I like her style. A certain elegance and sophistication. Very reserved in her appearance, and confidence, but as passionate as anyone I have ever met in my travels.

We definitely did some high-octane driving, non-stop. She was glorious. But, more of a receiver, as opposed to a giver in the art of love.

As is required in her profession, she takes the keys and starts the engine, drives through the back roads slowly to get you to the main highway. But, then she relinquishes control of the steering wheel, scoots over to the front passenger's seat, and lets you open the throttle and grind those gears to your heart's content.

She's a shock absorber, and she can easily handle a ton of sex. I just have a lot of respect for her. She handles herself with dignity and grace.

It got really hot and sweaty, and she just kept on surfing with cat-cries, moans and purrs. I was out of control a bit, a bit overstimulated, in awe of her ability to enjoy and absorb anything and everything, and seem to just relish it. I know it's her profession, but 95% of her peers would pull me over to the curb, give me a warning, a citation, and even cuff me, take away my license. But, she never curtailed me. Did not really encourage me, either. But, just let me be what I am, what I needed at that time, and she just was open to it and enjoyed it.

Ran out of time. I wasn't done. Not even close. But, I pulled out just because time was up, to be courteous and fair to her. And, the lovely lady just pulled me right back in and continued to rock & roll without skipping a beat. Never rushed me and she gave me every possible courtesy. Honest, smart, more than fair, generous.

What else can I say? She does smoke, but I love smoke on my street girl's breath. I dated many Korean bar girls in the past. They used to smoke Virginia Slims like chimneys and drank straight hard liquor and ate salty spicy fish with kimchi. I smoked back then, too, many decades ago. Didn't everyone? (80's).

She has a beautiful contoured set of cute matching cupcakes, chiseled-uplifted-rejuvenated and beautified by probably one of the finest Michael Angelo's of all female body enhancement surgeons in Asia. Unless I am wrong, and nature just outdid herself this time. But, lovely, lovely small delicious breasts.

In addition, beautiful hair, beautiful face, beautiful abs, lovely hips and derrière. Not the least bit fat, and not overly skinny. Symmetrically perfect and very pleasing to the eye. Lovely personality.

Let me sum it all up by saying that I usually don't sleep very well at night. But, this night, after being with her, and the truly invigorating, free-spirited session, I slept like a hibernating bear with a full belly of a milk, honey and cognac tonic. A full night of deep sleep, waking up in the morning with her memory on my mind, a nice clear genitourinary system from the grand super orgasm, and relatively satisfied and contented. A great session that lingered positively.

Going back will be inevitable, trying new approaches, possibly a completely different repertoire, a slower mood.

I made a half-hearted dive southward, and she caught my intention and did not block me, but opened up. Prudent judgment caused me to reconsider, and I aborted my intention, and reinserted my burger in her bun.

Honestly speaking, and it seems extremely doubtful and almost impossible, but kissing this lady would take it to a whole new level.

[Nemo798]

Had a pretty shitty day last week and was passing by Longshan temple. Always been a lurker and never a buyer, but that night I spotted a well dressed woman on Xichang street sitting behind a closed food stall. She looked like she had a good sized chest and nice long legs. It was cold but she was showed quite a bit of skin. Intrigued I walked around a bit more but always keeping an eye out on her because she had a face mask on and I didn't want to gamble on a butterface.

As I did the rounds, she was soon joined by two other similarly dressed women, one of which just as stacked but without a face mask. Gathering up my courage, I walked up to the one without the mask and asked her if she was available and how much. She giggled and said 1.5 and beckoned me to follow her up a nearby staircase. Up and onward to the third floor and into a small apartment that was relatively neat. There were stacks of clean towels (actual towels), water, and what looked to be a few squirt bottles of lotion and lube. She asked me a little bit about myself and then asked if I'd like to shower first or not. I inquired about the time and she said it was 20 minutes no DATY, no BBBJ. A bit disheartened, I asked if could feed on her majestic looking breasts. She laughed and popped them right out. They were legit amazing.

As I stripped and regaled about her miserable day, she said, how about I call a friend? I asked how much, she said 1. 5 too but the time would not change. I'm like alright but I shoot fast, how many times can we go? She pulled out a box of condoms and said "let's go?

So I shower, she calls her friend up. It turns out it was the lady that I had my eye on originally! She took her off her facemask and boy was she a looker. The two ladies were definitely on the older side. Mid-30's, but both were in my opinion pretty solid looking in the face part. The original lady, let's call her Xing Xing, was on the cute side whereas the one I wanted, Lu Lu, was definitely on the sexy whorish looking side.

Xing Xing, already naked, started to tell Lu Lu of the plan. Lu lu looked at the bed and saw all the condoms and started asking questions about them and Xing Xing said, "just go with the flow". After Lu Lu stripped, Xing Xing started the timer and then asked me which one I wanted first and how did I want it.

I said I'd like to be ridden, so Xing Xing and Lu Lu rock paper scissored to see who'd go first. Xing won.

The duo proceeded to lick my nipples, Xing to my right and lu to my left. I tried my best to finger both of them, getting fingers into Lu's wonderfully tight and warm ****. It was amazing how tight it felt. Soon enough, Lu proceed to breast feed me while Xing stated working my wrapped rod and balls. She gave it a good wettening and then proceeded to mount me. As she did, Lu actually sat on my face, not in a position where I could do much more than lick her lower lips. Xing rode me for about 5 minutes all the while Lu worked my nips and licked my ear. It was crazy. The two were in sync. Soon enough I blew my first load. The two started giggling and then offered me water.

I went to the bathroom to pee and clean myself off. I had about 5 more minutes left, and I asked about the time, Lu comes into the bathroom and proceeds to wash me and she kissed me on the cheek whispering, don't worry about it.

Once all clean, she leads me by the dick back to the bed and proceeds to wrap me up and suck me off. Xing, on the other hand, phone in hand starts to text someone. Once she was done, she too starts to lick me, from pole to nipple. Once Xing to my chest, Lu mounts me while Xing plays with my balls. It was crazy. Lu was incredibly tight. I couldn't take her riding me so I asked for doggy. She got into position and Xing guided my missile into the silo. Xing then proceeded to stand on the bed so I could be at the right height to suck her tits. A few more pumps and I was done. They said, I could go for another 20 minutes if I gave them each another 1 k.

I was so fucking tempted. Total spent: 4 K. I didn't have change so I just gave them both 2 k each.

Would I return? I got Xing Xing's line. Shame I didn't get Lu Lu's. I'm pretty sure after a few more visits, she'll give me BBBJ and some other services.

Girl: Xing Xing.

Age: Mid 30's.

Face: 7/10 <-- round, cute.

Hair: Long.

Chest: 10/10. Definitely had some work on them. They were natural, but you could tell they've probably been lifted.

Height: 160 CM without shoes, about 170 with.

Body type: Curvy. Nice and ample. Not fat but not skinny.

Ass: wasn't exactly lacking but I also didn't get to sample it nor was it what attracted me.

Service: CBJ, Nipple Play, Breast Feed, Cowgirl 7/10 <- can't give 10/10 due to no BBBJ.

Tightness: Not bad for a street walker.

Damage: 1.5 k for 20 min, paid 2 K.

Girl: Lu Lu.

Age: Mid 30's.

Face: 8-9/10 definitely my type.

Hair: Long.

Chest: Larger and better than Xing Xing.

Body type: Skinnier than Xing Xing, but she had an ass. Almost like a shrunken Jessica Rabbit style proportioned.

Height: 155 CM without shoes.

Ass: Oh man oh man.

Service: CBJ, Nipple Play, Shower, Some face sitting, light fingering, Cowgirl and doggie.

Damage: 1.5 k for 20 min, paid 2 k.

[TheLastPanda69]

I've avoided agencies prior because they want to do verifications that didn't really makes sense. Typically they'll want you to verify your phone number, your work with business card, and a selfie when you arrive at the location. Way too much info that I prefer not to share. I kept on hitting the verification wall over and over again with different agencies. I finally did cave and bit the bullet. Well, happy to say it wasn't a sting operation and I am still typing.

Now onto the girl! Mid twenties innocent looking Thai. 5'6" American be cup. No tummy, no trace of hair below her eye brows. My type! Great attitude, really girl next door type. I paid extra for 2's, and anal. Now I hadn't shot a load for in a week and I knew my little brother had an itchy trigger finger hence paying for thr extra shot. L which was an extra 500, no biggie. And sure enough when we were getting into it and she was making love to my Johnson, I pulled out and blew all over the place LOL. She sure was surprised at the short time, the distance and amount! We both had a good laugh.

He needed a rest so we cuddled, relaxed, and talked while she just gentling encouraged him in no particular hurry. Eventually he inflated again and she went at it again to get him rock hard. Rubber goes on and she squats over me flat foot and just strokes me with her pussy without making any body contact. God that felt good. After a bit of that she asked me if I was ready to try her ass. Boy o boy I love pumping a tight young clean ass especially if they enjoy it as much as I do. She was tight and embraced me with her rear with some genuine pleasure sounds and facial expressions. I didn't want to just pump and dump because most girls find it painful. This was seemed to almost prefer it in her ass. We did it missionary, doggy, standing, sideways on the bed. Her ass just ate it all up. She kept on reassuring me that I am not hurting her, that she likes it. What a gem!

After about 20 minute of enjoying her tight ass I finally couldn't hold it anymore. We were spooning when I just pushed deeper and deeper until I just let it all out. Both of us sweating. We cuddled in static while I was still inside her.

Damage was $3300 for 2 shots + 1 k for anal.

[Amazake]

Went to Wanhua and ignored the Thais.

Ready to go home and then saw a statuesque Taiwanese, 35-ish, with almost some features seeming not quite Taiwanese, slightly western. Not gorgeous on the street, in the cold, but still quite attractive. Dressed stately, like a Jaqueline Kennedy, graceful, noble, a bit stoic to the eye.

But, somehow, she can easily be missed on the street. No flash at all. No sparkling youth. I almost passed her by. (would have been a big mistake) Only by a second look, I decided to investigate. And, her walk upstairs with her runway swiveling and shifting her hips was tantalizing.

I couldn't help but sample as we both climbed the steps. She giggled sweetly. Because, you know, if you walk up steep steps slowly behind a lady, and you follow so close behind, I mean your canine instincts are aroused, and if not for her panties and skirt, my snout would literally be a fraction of an inch from her delightful rhythmically-swaying, exaggeratedly so, for my benefit, lucious cheeks for the duration of the climb. I mean, it was already getting heated. I have seen her about a year or so ago, I think twice. They were absolutely memorable sessions, non-rushed, no-nonsense, full blown sexual encounters. She knows she drives me wild.

But, the clothes came off, and I couldn't ask for a more aesthetically perfect, symmetrically pleasing body. I gasped, "Oh My God," and she repeated "Oh My God," and snickered. I just had to express that she is certainly a fine specimen of a woman.

She totally blossomed in the bedroom. And, the room was higher end, cozier, very clean, a comfortable serene environment. The bed withstood the repeated assaults admirably. She sweated a little, and wore no perfume, and her ever so slight natural body odor and perspiration just made the session all the more visceral.

Did everything. Plenty of friction. Cow girl, she rode to exhaustion, before I threw her over and put new meaning into the out-dated term, of "missionary. " I mean, there was nothing religious, priestly, and reserved about the party going on down below, that got livelier and livelier moment to moment.

It was the vigorous copulation of a horny couple finally reunited and remembering how great the sex was that they have been missing out on and making up for the lost year with each and every plunge.

We went overtime because we couldn't separate our bodies. The momentum of the perpetual motion, the continuous crashing just couldn't come to a complete halt, so we continued for a while longer, coasted for a while, with the foot off the gas, but still pumping away, until it was safe to put on the brakes. Neither wanted to. She definitely had a few more orgasms left in her. She was gushing continuously, and I became so lost and intertwined in the experience, that I lost track of everything except the thrill of the feeling of the pure sexuality.

I guess it was so real and enjoyable, because by comparison with those young privileged bratty Thais on that street of recent imports, this wonderful experience did not require any repression.

The sexuality flourished completely and blossomed fully and fragrantly to fruition before completion. And, even after completion, the warm afterglow lingered in the room, unrushed, as we attended to the needs of our bodies and post-sex cleanliness, still admiring each other and touching from time to time, smiling with warm regard and respect.

Relaxed, passionate, loving male and female relationship, totally appreciative of each other's gender. Not wild, but good hard continuous thumping with intention.

Eventually, deep into the act, with time near completion, we entered into that groove of.

Blissful satisfaction when heart, mind and body act in complete unison and harmony, and there is a beautiful harmonious flow of loving, wholesome goodness.

I felt reinstated into the human race, restored and vindicated from some previous bad experiences with those nonsensical young brats lining the streets. They might be okay for a diversion, but sometimes you just need a real woman.

Other girls are younger, but what good is all that youth if they are unwilling and unknowledgeable in how to share it properly?

She cleaned me lovingly before excusing herself to shower. A nice girl who somehow goes under the radar, unbelievably, with her looks and style, and great manners.

I almost forgot how making love should be. But, thankfully, she reawakened hope in my dreary love life.

Not a simple woman, but simple to please in bed. Very basic. A traditional lover. Intelligent woman. Her story on why she does what she does, must be a twisted fall from grace. Because, she could easily hold her own in higher realms of society.

What a difference a day makes. Just when I thought Wanhua was over and out, she springs back.

And, I had that feeling, that wonderful feeling of "money well spent. ".

[LennyLein]

"take it or leave it".

I'm pretty sure I know which one you are talking about as I have previously encountered her. In hindsight I should have just done the same as you, the performance just wasn't worth it.

Stay safe!

[TheLastPanda69]

Hey everyone. Can anyone tell me if Carnegies is still around? I heard that it closed. Where have the girls gone that use to hang out there? And is the Brass Monkey still a fun place?

I'm heading back to Taiwan next week!

Thanks!

The 2 good nights are Brass Monkey are Tuesday Salsa Night, and Thursday Ladies Night. I've been told by the owner that Salsa night is the night of the week for gaming.

[Knobbyxx]

What are you looking for? Just some locals for random fun? Open Bumble and Tinder.

Guess I will have to reactivate my Tinder profile.

[Amazake]

"take it or leave it".

So, I go to the Xichang Market and there are plenty of girls, and there are pretty girls there, but with horrendous chips on their shoulders, thinking they are centerfolds.

So, I pick one out, simple, plain, clean, pretty enough, quoting 1. 5. At least I thought that I heard that.

Go to the room, and it's a cold night and I am layered with clothing, disrobing (it is not summer where t-shirt, shorts and sandals come off in seconds) and I am not rushing, and I see her set the 2 O minute timer as soon as we entered the room. I told her to at least wait until my clothes are off. And, she looks at me deadpan and says, "the time started; take it or leave it. " (inner umpire calls, "strike one. ".

Well, you know I am up there, so I don't really want to leave, but the teapot is boiling.

So, I pick up the pace to get my clothes off, as fast as a high school jock, and she says "pay first. ".

Well, that is par for the course, but she said it with a snotty voice, so the inner umpire calls, "strike two. ".

(and the teapot is getting hotter).

In my head I am counting, watching my time dwindling, tea pot getting hotter, and she is falling behind in the count, but doesn't realize it. She thinks she's walking to first base because she's batting against a Bush league pitcher. And, I can see me ending up with about 13.5 minutes of service, and if I don't make the finish in time, this one isn't cutting me any slack.

The situation is a "lose / lose. ".

I hand her the 1. 5 and she says that it is 1. 6. I protest that she quoted 1. 5. And she stands firm, "1. 6," and again, in perfect English, "take it or leave it. ".

Simultaneously, the teapot blows, whistling "Dixie," like a siren, and the inner umpire bellows out, "strike three; you're out!

And right on cue I tell her, "take it, or leave it? I'll leave it. ".

She nonchalantly says "okay," and I feel the weight of the world off my shoulders, and I.

Start to dress quickly. And, suddenly realize, "why should I dress quickly?" Because, I am no longer on her 20 minute timer. I calm down, relax, and put my clothes on quite leisurely like a respectable human being. She doesn't like it, because the shoe is now on the other foot. We are using her time that she wants to get back to the streets.

I finish, I say that I'm sorry, and thank her. She doesn't respond. Never argued with her.

Sure it might hurt my reputation, but I don't care.

Anyway, I crossed the street and approached a good looking girl. She wanted 2. 5. I told her it was too expensive. But, unlike the other girl, she was pleasant and sweet about it.

I mean, I have been treated very well in Taiwan by the ladies, most of the time. But, this recent influx of Thais are a caliber that seem to carry a highly privileged attitude.

In years prior, the girls wanted your business. These girls seem content talking to their friends, vaping, and playing with their phones. Dealings with them are more complex.

The Vietnamese were far easier. But, they are not here anymore. And, seems like the Taiwanese, which have a nice work ethic, are by appointment only.

Line contacts seem to be essential now. "A' la carte" off the street seems like bygone days in Wanhua. And, the Kangding alleys were empty. They all moved to Xichang (both sides of the street) and some in the park across from Longshan Temple.

[AsiaFever]

Hey everyone. Can anyone tell me if Carnegies is still around? I heard that it closed. Where have the girls gone that use to hang out there? And is the Brass Monkey still a fun place?

I'm heading back to Taiwan next week!

Thanks!

What are you looking for? Just some locals for random fun? Open Bumble and Tinder.

[Knobbyxx]

Hey everyone. Can anyone tell me if Carnegies is still around? I heard that it closed. Where have the girls gone that use to hang out there? And is the Brass Monkey still a fun place?

I'm heading back to Taiwan next week!

Thanks!

[MikeApple81]

I visited #88. Low massage skills, fairly tall for a Vietnamese girl, a little tummy, bored attitude and certainly not stacked. I would say American large be. Didn't go back.

Down the main road at 206 there is a girl I like. #2, white skin Cambodian whos been in forever, pretty pretty face, mid to late 20's, 5'1" petite with American see cup, large areola, and tiny ripples. I like sweet voice and attitude. She's shy but after a visit she was willing to drop her top to reveal her package. Wow. Her massage is pretty good too.

She barely speaks English but can carry a good conversation in Chinese if you want. And she's playful which is refreshing.

She has a BF so I didn't really push too much for more than a HJ. I was there the other night and she actually gave me 20-30 min extra. Tipped 1 k.

On a separate topic, I think I prefer girls that do good BJs rather than FS. Any leads to good clean BJ girls?

Yes, looks like it. I've been to that place before, nice service from the girls there.

Asia Fever, any number you recommend there?