Siem Reap

[Smily59]

Took Mekong Express Bus from PNH ($13), stayed at Angkor Orchid Central Hotel situated walking distance to places of interest as Pub street Hard Rock Cafe and Hip Hop disco. Nice, clean, quiet hotel, but not particularly GF; more like a family place. First indicattion were the hotel rules placed at the rooms door stating that there will be a joiner fee of $20.

As outlined in the forum extensivly action in SR is slim, well my main interest was to visit Angkor what anyway. So please do not expect too much regarding our hobby.

MP.

One afternoon I went to have a look at the massage places in a side street close to Mikes. Well, they are easy to figure out because within seconds I was surrounded by 3 ladies pleading their services. I am not really interested to get more than a massage at a MP, but they would not take a no as an answer and reduced to $3 for 30 minutes massage. OK, I agreed just for couriosity. Well, some unexpected things happened but no sex. I was escorted to an airconditioned room parted by solid walls not reaching to the ceiling. Inside the room the lady insisted I even drop my underpants. Then 2 other ladies entered what I was not comfortable with because too difficult to keep en eye on my belongings. Well, they were quite persistant and only left until I explained that either they leave or I will do so. After some minutes of crap massage the upsell began, starting with offering a handjob for $20. No thank you, I am not interested in extras and for sure not in a lame HJ. She offered to take off shirt and bra. No thanxs. More lines of no customer, no money while striking my dick and offering BJ $50. Sorry for $50 I can get LT with bum bum. To make it short, she went down to $10 HJ or $30 BJ until I told her to stop talking and finish the massage left paying $5 with couriosity satisfied.

Mikes.

I would it describe as a nice place to watch the show, most ladies I would rate below 6 being older but friendly. Don't expect too much english as almost everywhere I went. HM depending on the night maybe 3 out of about 15 were a little bit better looking 7's but hardened with a lot of milage. Finally choose Apon, 25 yo no kids 160 cm with a dirty laugh and I would guess quite new to the business. It was still early, after some small talk I did the interview explaining her my expectations and finally asked about her for LT till breakfast, BBBJ, CFS at least 2 romps. No answer sooo it is up to me? Yes! Ok, I usually pay $40 LT, but because at Mikes there is no BF you will get $50. Maybe $40 would have been enough, but she was the only lady I was interested in and as you will see it would have been meaningless anyway. We stayed a little longer as I figured better to proceed to my hotel when the night shift is working and it is less busy. Despite the limited selection Mikes is reasonable priced, Apon was slowly sipping on her orange juice only asking for a drink for her friend, the bill was below $10. Returning to the hotel at about 11 pm she showed her I'd and I was asked for $7 joiner fee. I kindly explained that I had booked for 2 persons and therefore will not pay a joinerfee. Further details of the hotel policy were explained and I just told them I am not willing to discuss that now and will do so tomorrow with the managment, we went to the room after maybe 5 minutes (I'd kept, will be given back on her leaving after making sure everything is OK).

After relaxing and enjoying the AC Apon went to shower first, then a little foreplay, BBBJ I would call GF-style applied in a caring and loving way but not deepthroat or very experienced. CFS started by her riding me but after that she left the initiative more or less to me for the next 30 minutes without any bullshit or complaints until I came. Then you guessed it, shower, relaxing with some tv and small talk until at about 1 am she started telling me she wants to go home. I told her NO, we agreed on LT until breakfast. She continued begging I told her just give me the reason why you want to leave now till the end both parties stayed calm and kind her explaining only that if she had told me she wants ST only, I would not have taken her yes you got it darling. Reason being at my hometown I can easily get ST for 25 difference being that it would be 20 minutes only. So an extended ST does not seem that good value for me, while I like my morning wood being taken care of so LT with maybe a session in between is what I prefer. Well back to Apon, she finally left, after me explaining I would only pay ST then, with $30 AI put next to her belongings her asking if I would come to see her tomorrow and maybe she would do LT then.

Well, the next day it was ST only again, but offering 2 bum bum till 1 am. Sorry no. Conclusion she might have a boyfriend waiting her what she denied when asked.

Next day I also discussed the joinerfee issue with the assistant manager oh the hotel in a friendly and kind way (as you know, any other way would lead to nothing in asia). He explained the hotel policy and that it is for my safety and the fee is only applied if you have a cambodian guest that is not checked in upon arrival. I answered I am fine with everything regarding my safety and even with any hotel policy because that it is not my business. My point is I booked the hotel with expedia and there (as at any other site is a section where the hotel rules are explained. Further that I am aware that at some upscale places joinerfees are applied, but I am not staying at a 4 or 5 star place and that I would be surprised if any of the 10 hotels close to his place would apply a joinerfee as on my travels through asia and Cambodia this did not happen. I think I made a point although he did not budge and finally told him that I would pay and they might consider explaining the joinerfee in the internet. End of story 2 hours later I got a telefone call that he had talked to the manager and for me no joinerfee would be applied case closed, I tipped $10 at the reception on check out.

Other places.

One night went to triangle lounge upstairs with lifeband playing, you won't miss it, between pubstreet and Sivatha. Took a seat facing the stage at a table for two and had to wait like 10 minutes without being able to place my order until a chubby late twenties blond in a sexy dress arrived; after a look around asking me, if I am fine with her sitting at my table. Sure, (how this will be going on?) she talked a little bit, me understanding only a few words for the music being loud and her english small, but I think I heard beer and no bum bum. WTF could you figure out what she was telling me? OK 1 minute later the waiter magically arrived with a big bottle of beer I told him I want a coke but he only listened to her talking the local language and brought another glass. I kindly explained I do not drink alcohol and want a coke. Well the usual lines were exchanged without me being interested in her, dividing my attention between her and the stage. More no bum bum mumblings who would believe that although it is so obvious finally her parting after paying her bill explaining it is too hot and she has to find another seat. I will never find out what would have happened, but I think this was kind of a scam with the waiter being involved, who might even had called her, that a single prey has arrived. HM I suspect this will have ended expensive and with the no bum bum lines probably with the cops involved accusing me of r8 pe. So be careful!

At the side walk next to the river close to the Night Maket were some FLs sitting alone or in small group of girls, BUT mixed with regular girls please keep this in mind. As you would expect only basic looking, I had a smoke and watched the scene for a while when one was picked up. I did not spot the Fls close to Red Piano although I was offered a massage on pubsteet. After the experience at triangle lounge I checked out Hard Rock Cafe another night, but obviously no action. Had a look at Hip Hop disco that is close by, very busy already at 11 pm, did not go inside, lots of locals both male and female. Being 55 yo not my cup of tea anyway.

Summary best place to go is Mikes if you go there with low expectations, you will get laid for sure, expect the unexpected and have a look around.

Have fun. Next stop Sihanoukville.

S.

[ScottHayes]

Great report Ryo. I booked an upscale hotel fairly out of pub street. I hope they will allow lady friends.

[Luke Skywalker]

You don't need to go to bars for girls.

There should be many motobike drivers hanging out in front of your hotel. Ask your hotel door man to recommend one, and take his name and his pictures for security.

Tell him you want to find pretty girls for Boom Boom long time. He will take you to many places near town center where you can check out the girls and make your selection.

I have gone this route many times in Siem Reap and Pnom Penh with good results and no problem. Just make sure you know who the drivers are in case something bad happens.

I thought I was Vader's only son.

[Ryo Saeba]

Most of my opinions and comments reflect and are the result of me being a tourist in town for a few days only, no Cambodian spoken.

It was my first time in SR, and I greatly enjoyed my evenings about town, which is a lot livelier than I expected, with nice restaurants, bars and boutiques.

Regarding our hobby, after having read 40 pages worth of ISG reports I was ready for slim pickings and very average quality at inflated prices, and thats what I got. That I knew what was in store, however, didnt help much: the overall experience was just about acceptable.

A couple of disclaimers first: I voluntarily limited my possible sources of girls, and knowing I was heading to Pattaya it was difficult to avoid thinking of greener pastures and making preemptive comparisons, which undoubtedly kind of discouraged me a bit. And thats on me.

I decided before landing in Siem Reap I didnt want to try the cheap brothels, nor any freelancer I might meet in the Pub Street bars. That meant I had to rely on KTV-style venues and massage parlors.

The massage parlors of the Night Market, as reported recently, definitely offer happy ending. The problem was that a hand job isn't worth wasting a cum shot in south-east Asia (my opinion), while those girls that offered BJs or more I didnt find attractive enough.
So, all I had left were the KTVs reviewed on this thread: Top Town and Sok San. But I tried a few different tuk tuk drivers + my hotel concierge, and no one could take me to Sok San (if it still exists), or any other big brothel beside Top Town.

TOP TOWN
Seemed like everyone knew it, as I heard it mentioned at different times in different settings, including during daytime around the temples.
Its a 5-minute tuk tuk ride from the town, the last 500 meters or so along a dirt road, but once you get there theres very little doubt you reached your intended destination, as you can gather from a couple of photos I attached at the end of this post.

The first evening I showed up very early, it wasnt even 9pm yet, and I must have been one of the very first customers, because there were about 20 girls waiting and ready to be picked.
I was greeted warmly and led to a karaoke room, where all the ladies quickly assembled; I asked the mamasan a couple of questions (all girls were Cambodian, price 50/70 dollars for short/long time) therefore the only thing left to do was choose. Out of the group about 5 stood out a bit looks wise, so I picked the 2 that smiled the most to sit with me and have a quick chat. Five minutes later I made my choice, paid the 50 directly to the mamasan, and left.
As reported here, the girl will follow your tuk tuk on her own bike or moto-taxi.

The second evening I arrived around 11pm and there were only four girls to choose from, but again no haggling over price and everything went smooth during the selection process.

So what about the girls?
# 1 was a 7,5 out 10 dressed, and 6,5 naked; talkative, not too shy or starfishy, ok with french kissing and covered bj, but nothing to write home about. Service might have improved if I had selected her for long time, as I had the impression she was getting warmer by the minute, but having to wake up very early for the visits didnt allow that.
# 2 was about the same in looks, very tender and caring, but also very inexperienced and shy.

The third night I was so tired form the day activities and the general lack of sleep that I barely made it to my room before crashing to bed, so no bum bum.


accommodation
After a some research I opted for Wooden Angkor Hotel, which:
- is girlfriendly
- is a 2-minutes tuk tuk ride from Pub Street
- has wi-fi
- has staff that answered very quickly to my mails
There were cheaper options nearby, but none I could find that offered all the above.
http://www.woodenangkorhotel.com/


eating and drinking
Of the 3 restaurants I tried, The Square 24 was, all things considered, the best: expensive yes, but good food in a cool setting, with attentive service.
http://www.thesquare24.com/

For cocktail lovers, developing countries are generally exasperating because most drinks are poorly executed or excessively bastardized even in upmarket venues, but they can also be extremely rewarding when you find professionals who serve real exotic stuff.
Siem Riep in my experience is no different: even the simplest rum&coke or gin&tonic were at times badly mangled. On the contrary, for professional mixes,
- Miss Wong http://www.misswong.net/
and
- Asana http://www.asana-cambodia.com/
are reliable places to go.


transportation
Basic tuk tuk fare in and around the town center is 1 dollar, while the two times I took and kept one for the TOP TOWN return trip, I paid respectively 4 and 5 dollars.


As always, a big THANK YOU goes to all the brothers who posted good info during the years, and especially to the ones who replied to my personal messages: your help was invaluable.

Ryo

[Okie Vmax]

Sir, you're on your way to gainful employment as a travel writer. Dunno where or when but I certainly enjoyed your spin. I may be in your hood if you survive another month. Hope to buy you a drink and hear your tales. Or is that tails?

Cheers!

[LifeIsABeach]

Until then, gentlemen. More to cum.

These may be the massage places you were referring to as below. It's been 3 years for me and I can't remember every street. The report number is #722. The link is below. http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...418&viewfull=1#post1557418 Happy mongering.

[Bumholes1]

Gentlemen,

This is my first significant report. Please let me know how I can improve it, so that I can file better reports in future.

This is also a tale of someone who is quite new to mongering.

I wasn't a virgin when I married, but I might as well have been. Then I was happily and monogamously married for 25+ years. When my wife passed away unexpectedly in 2012, I was heartbroken. I sold everything and semi-retired to a cheap & interesting destination: Chiang Mai, Thailand.

Then, one day in late 2014 after being celibate for two years, including six months in Thailand I woke up with a particularly impressive erection. I decided make proper use of it. There was a massage parlor right across the street, so. I had my first sex in more than two years, and my first-ever sex with a hooker.

It was maaahvelous, dahling. I held a beautiful woman in my arms, fucked her hard for half an hour, and came like a freight train. For $30. What's not to like?

Actually, she wasn't beautiful. Quite over the hill, actually. And the brothel was a shit hole. And I didn't cum. But it was still marvelous. I expected to feel cheap, dirty, and despicable. But I didn't. Quite the contrary. I really felt quite good about the whole thing. I felt good about myself. I felt good about her. I felt good. It was thirty bucks extremely well-spent.

So I started banging a hooker ever week or two. As I said, I'm semi-retired, so I can't fling money around with gay abandon (or even straight abandon). I couldn't afford to hire Bangkok's Finest Escorts on a regular basis. And if you can't afford the best champagne, it's probably a good idea to avoid tasting it, and to stick with beer instead. Beer, I can afford.

However, I was already becoming disenchanted with Thailand. Chiang Mai felt like a suburb of San Francisco. Thailand is a developed country. It may not be a *rich* country, but it's a developed country. I wanted to go somewhere with more of a frontier edge while I was still young-ish. And where my rather limited income might seem, locally, like a large income, to potentially attract a new wife that was young enough to help me start a new family. I had liked being married. I had liked being a dad. I was good in both roles. I wanted to do that again.

And I thought that I might enjoy screwing some hookers while looking elsewhere for the next Miss Right.

After some online research, I discovered Cambodia right next door. Siem Reap for starters.

With that background out of the way, here begins the report on what I've found in Siem Reap. I've tried to provide actionable information information that you can use to get laid efficiently and inexpensively.

My first mongering stop, on the evening of the 12th, was the massage parlors near the Night Market. Head to GPS coordinates 1321'19.9"and 10351'11.4"E. Google Maps doesn't name this street, although it may be an extension of Street 7. The unnamed street runs east & west between Sivatha Road on the east, and Bugs Street (known farther south as Angkor Night Market Street) on the west.

You can't miss the massage girls. They run right out in the street, wave a laminated menu of "proper" massage options in your face, and offer "air con room" with nudges and winks. As Seattle29 accurately described, the different parlor's girls wear different colored shirts. So far, I have attempted to negotiate "boom boom" (fucking) with yellow, red, and orange-shirted women. In all cases, I select the woman I want and invite her to negotiate further in said "air con room. " I have had no success with the orange-shirted or yellow-shirted women. Indeed, tonight (Wednesday 14th), the mama-san-behaving yellow-shirt woman after trying diligently to get me to settle for a hand-job sent a henchman to lead me to the red-shirted parlor. But I get ahead of myself.

On the 12th, I selected a cute, dimpled, Apsara-breasted, 24-ish-looking woman with the working name "May May. " Negotiating in the "air-con room," I showed her the $23 in my wallet a mlange of US, Thai, and Cambodian bills and insisted that it was all I had. She tried to convince me to go to an ATM to bring her $50, but thanks to this forum I knew better. And she settled for the $23 (and I got the strong impression that she would have settled for $20). Thirty minutes of delightful romping ensued. The last ten minutes were improved by the arrival, outside the thin sliding door of the "air con room," of what I later realized were middle-aged NGO ladies, who would have been shocked shocked! to discover that prostitution was occurring in a massage parlor. May May giggled and whispered that we had to be very very quiet. It reminded me of screwing my first serious girlfriend while her parents slept upstairs. Which was quite exciting. May May was very enthusiastic theatrical, entertaining, and humorous. She was fun. She must be earning a mint. However, I found her theatrics to be somewhat distracting from the matter at hand, so although I enjoyed myself very much, I did not cum. Sigh. I had always cum with my wife, but had not yet cum with a hooker. They were fun, and I enjoyed them, but they were not, ultimately, able to get me across to "finish. ".

Hence, as I wanted back towards the Jasmine Lodge (more on which below), I decided to check out brothels that this forum had suggested might exist by Smiley Guesthouse. I can confirm from first-dick experience that they do, indeed, exist, along an unnamed alley that runs parallel to Taphul Road, north and south, right past the front of Smiley east-facing gated entrance. To the south of Smiley, the alley dead-ends in a cluster of "chicken farm" tin shack rooms. To the north of Smiley's, this "Chicken Farm Alley" runs into the east-west oriented Oum Khun Street. The northern entrance to the alley, on the south side of Oum Khun Street, is at GPS coordinates 1321'41.5"and 10351'12.2"E.

Among the aged, worn-out hookers at the south end of Chicken Farm Alley, was the aptly stage-named "Mom. " Actually, she wasn't old enough to be MY mom, but she was definitely somebody's mom. I fucked her. She was surprisingly OK. Not great, by any means, but OK. For $15. I didn't cum, as per usual.

But hey. I fucked Mom. Another item scratched off my bucket list.

From two years of celibacy to two hookers in one day. Some would call that "a descent into the abyss. " I call it "progress. ".

On the next day, the 13th, I decided to check out the north end of Chicken Farm Alley. On closer inspection, it, too, was full of used-up hookers, except for one damsel who looked entirely out of place. Her face was perhaps a 3, on the 1-10 scale with 1 being hideous, but below the neck she was a solid 8 or even 9 a Thai-looking slim body with ample Khmer breasts. Unsurprisingly, the mama-san was not willing to accept $15 for the damsel's services, although the other (much older) women there insisted that they would accept that price. Since there were no other potential customers around, I tried to strengthen my negotiating position by starting to walk towards the southern shacks, but the mama-san called my bluff and waved me on. Damn. I continued south, and selected one of the least-haggard of the older women in the southern shacks, but she was abysmal much less OK than Mom.

I returned to the northern shacks and surrendered, paying mama-san the requested $20 for a half-hour with the damsel. Her body was excellent, with a pussy as tight as a rubber band. However, she was not the least bit happy about having to entertain a farang, especially once she saw my dick. Which is of average farang size, but that means that it is 50% larger than the Cambodian average. She wasn't going to stop me, but she was apparently determined to ensure that I didn't enjoy myself. That, too, was unexpectedly exciting. Between her tight pussy, her rockin' body, and her dog-in-the-manger antics, I came inside a hooker for the first time. Aaahhhhh. Excellent.

Again, two hookers in one day. They were not even close to being top-drawer talent, but still, from a standing start just a few months ago, and given my limited means, I figure I'm doing all right.

This evening, the 14th, I returned to the massage parlors near the Night Market. Earlier in the day, the older yellow-shirted mama-san-acting woman had tried to convince me to take her upstairs with a bright young thing in tow. I had declined at the time, because I had business to attend to, but said I'the return, so I did. Once upstairs, she insisted that her parlor could not do "boom boom. " At first, she tried to tell me that the police suppressed it, and that only hand-jobs were allowed, but I'the already screwed the red-shirted May May, so I knew that that wasn't true. Eventually I walked out and got some dinner across the street, in full sight of the yellow-shirt parlor women. When I passed by on my way home, out comes yellow-shirted mama-san, saying "follow this man, he'll take you to boom-boom. " Where did he lead me? To the red-shirt parlor where I'the banged May May. This time, however, a woman stage-named "Anna" had already been arranged for me while I ate (unbeknownst to me). Anna had the most beautiful face I'the seen yet in Cambodia, and she, like May May, accepted $23 when presented with an otherwise-empty wallet. Another happy half-hour ensued. She tried to make me cum in the first 5 minutes, and seemed surprised when I didn't. One of the nice things about not cumming reliably with hookers is that I end up fucking them for every moment of the allotted time. Once Anna realized that she wasn't going to get me off right away, she took instruction well (rhythmically loosening on insertion and tightening on withdrawal), which ALMOST got me off.

I gave the yellow-shirted mama-san and her henchman a couple of bucks each for making the arrangements for me. I'm a die-hard cheapskate, and a Mom-fucker, but I pay my debts.

Tomorrow, or perhaps the next day, I'll return to the northern chicken house to see if the damsel is still available. That could be entertaining.

As to the Jasmine Lodge: It is officially girl-friendly, however, its guests seem to be 60% middle-aged NGO ladies, and 30% fresh-faced college girls volunteering. And 10% sexpats (among whom am I, lately). I cannot imagine walking a tiny 22-year old Khmer woman past their glares or rather, I can imagine it all too well. Hence, I have not yet explored the "take away" scene here.

Which reminds me: I forgot to mention Mickey's Night Bar. It seems to have a mixed reputation on this forum (but then, gents, don't we all? I visited it on my first night, and wasn't impressed by anyone there except the young woman stage-named "Map" (if I heard her right). I would have screwed her in a New York minute, except that she insisted on $50 for the hour (and I was unable to talk her down), and I did not want to do the Walk of Shame at the Jasmine Lodge. (Although it beats me what those NGO ladies and fresh-faced college girls have to be ashamed of.).

There you go: five hookers in three days.

I'm about to shift from the $600/ month Jasmine Lodge ($20/ night) to a $50/ month Khmer-style room. That'll free up $550/ month $18/ day which at local prices, is a short-time hooker every day.

I don't think that I'll keep that up for long, though. I burn through new hobbies quickly, and I'm sure that I'll get bored with this one soon enough.

Until then, gentlemen.

More to cum.

Interesting report Mr Mouse.

I will be making one of my regular visits to SR next week, and will certainly have a look at the alley adjacent to Taphul. There used to be girls actually on Taphul, lingering in the entrance lane to Smileys.

[Anon Y Mouse]

Gentlemen,

This is my first significant report. Please let me know how I can improve it, so that I can file better reports in future.

This is also a tale of someone who is quite new to mongering.

I wasn't a virgin when I married, but I might as well have been. Then I was happily and monogamously married for 25+ years. When my wife passed away unexpectedly in 2012, I was heartbroken. I sold everything and semi-retired to a cheap & interesting destination: Chiang Mai, Thailand.

Then, one day in late 2014 — after being celibate for two years, including six months in Thailand — I woke up with a particularly impressive erection. I decided make proper use of it. There was a massage parlor right across the street, so. I had my first sex in more than two years, and my first-ever sex with a hooker.

It was maaahvelous, dahling. I held a beautiful woman in my arms, fucked her hard for half an hour, and came like a freight train. For $30. What's not to like?

Actually, she wasn't beautiful. Quite over the hill, actually. And the brothel was a shit hole. And I didn't cum. But it was still marvelous. I expected to feel cheap, dirty, and despicable. But I didn't. Quite the contrary. I really felt quite good about the whole thing. I felt good about myself. I felt good about her. I felt good. It was thirty bucks extremely well-spent.

So I started banging a hooker ever week or two. As I said, I'm semi-retired, so I can't fling money around with gay abandon (or even straight abandon). I couldn't afford to hire Bangkok's Finest Escorts on a regular basis. And if you can't afford the best champagne, it's probably a good idea to avoid tasting it, and to stick with beer instead. Beer, I can afford.

However, I was already becoming disenchanted with Thailand. Chiang Mai felt like a suburb of San Francisco. Thailand is a developed country. It may not be a *rich* country, but it's a developed country. I wanted to go somewhere with more of a frontier edge while I was still young-ish. And where my rather limited income might seem, locally, like a large income, to potentially attract a new wife that was young enough to help me start a new family. I had liked being married. I had liked being a dad. I was good in both roles. I wanted to do that again.

And I thought that I might enjoy screwing some hookers while looking elsewhere for the next Miss Right.

After some online research, I discovered Cambodia right next door. Siem Reap for starters.

With that background out of the way, here begins the report on what I've found in Siem Reap. I've tried to provide actionable information — information that you can use to get laid efficiently and inexpensively.

My first mongering stop, on the evening of the 12th, was the massage parlors near the Night Market. Head to GPS coordinates 13°21'19.9"and 103°51'11.4"E. Google Maps doesn't name this street, although it may be an extension of Street 7. The unnamed street runs east & west between Sivatha Road on the east, and Bugs Street (known farther south as Angkor Night Market Street) on the west.

You can't miss the massage girls. They run right out in the street, wave a laminated menu of "proper" massage options in your face, and offer "air con room" with nudges and winks. As Seattle29 accurately described, the different parlor's girls wear different colored shirts. So far, I have attempted to negotiate "boom boom" (fucking) with yellow, red, and orange-shirted women. In all cases, I select the woman I want and invite her to negotiate further in said "air con room. " I have had no success with the orange-shirted or yellow-shirted women. Indeed, tonight (Wednesday 14th), the mama-san-behaving yellow-shirt woman — after trying diligently to get me to settle for a hand-job — sent a henchman to lead me to the red-shirted parlor. But I get ahead of myself.

On the 12th, I selected a cute, dimpled, Apsara-breasted, 24-ish-looking woman with the working name "May May. " Negotiating in the "air-con room," I showed her the $23 in my wallet — a mélange of US, Thai, and Cambodian bills — and insisted that it was all I had. She tried to convince me to go to an ATM to bring her $50, but thanks to this forum I knew better. And she settled for the $23 (and I got the strong impression that she would have settled for $20). Thirty minutes of delightful romping ensued. The last ten minutes were improved by the arrival, outside the thin sliding door of the "air con room," of what I later realized were middle-aged NGO ladies, who would have been shocked — shocked! — to discover that prostitution was occurring in a massage parlor. May May giggled and whispered that we had to be very very quiet. It reminded me of screwing my first serious girlfriend while her parents slept upstairs. Which was quite exciting. May May was very enthusiastic — theatrical, entertaining, and humorous. She was fun. She must be earning a mint. However, I found her theatrics to be somewhat distracting from the matter at hand, so although I enjoyed myself very much, I did not cum. Sigh. I had always cum with my wife, but had not yet cum with a hooker. They were fun, and I enjoyed them, but they were not, ultimately, able to get me across to "finish. ".

Hence, as I wanted back towards the Jasmine Lodge (more on which below), I decided to check out brothels that this forum had suggested might exist by Smiley Guesthouse. I can confirm from first-dick experience that they do, indeed, exist, along an unnamed alley that runs parallel to Taphul Road, north and south, right past the front of Smiley east-facing gated entrance. To the south of Smiley, the alley dead-ends in a cluster of "chicken farm" tin shack rooms. To the north of Smiley's, this "Chicken Farm Alley" runs into the east-west oriented Oum Khun Street. The northern entrance to the alley, on the south side of Oum Khun Street, is at GPS coordinates 13°21'41.5"and 103°51'12.2"E.

Among the aged, worn-out hookers at the south end of Chicken Farm Alley, was the aptly stage-named "Mom. " Actually, she wasn't old enough to be MY mom, but she was definitely somebody's mom. I fucked her. She was surprisingly OK. Not great, by any means, but OK. For $15. I didn't cum, as per usual.

But hey. I fucked Mom. Another item scratched off my bucket list.

From two years of celibacy to two hookers in one day. Some would call that "a descent into the abyss. " I call it "progress. ".

On the next day, the 13th, I decided to check out the north end of Chicken Farm Alley. On closer inspection, it, too, was full of used-up hookers, except for one damsel who looked entirely out of place. Her face was perhaps a 3, on the 1-10 scale with 1 being hideous, but below the neck she was a solid 8 or even 9 — a Thai-looking slim body with ample Khmer breasts. Unsurprisingly, the mama-san was not willing to accept $15 for the damsel's services, although the other (much older) women there insisted that they would accept that price. Since there were no other potential customers around, I tried to strengthen my negotiating position by starting to walk towards the southern shacks, but the mama-san called my bluff and waved me on. Damn. I continued south, and selected one of the least-haggard of the older women in the southern shacks, but she was abysmal — much less OK than Mom.

I returned to the northern shacks and surrendered, paying mama-san the requested $20 for a half-hour with the damsel. Her body was excellent, with a pussy as tight as a rubber band. However, she was not the least bit happy about having to entertain a farang, especially once she saw my dick. Which is of average farang size, but that means that it is 50% larger than the Cambodian average. She wasn't going to stop me, but she was apparently determined to ensure that I didn't enjoy myself. That, too, was unexpectedly exciting. Between her tight pussy, her rockin' body, and her dog-in-the-manger antics, I came inside a hooker for the first time. Aaahhhhh. Excellent.

Again, two hookers in one day. They were not even close to being top-drawer talent, but still, from a standing start just a few months ago, and given my limited means, I figure I'm doing all right.

This evening, the 14th, I returned to the massage parlors near the Night Market. Earlier in the day, the older yellow-shirted mama-san-acting woman had tried to convince me to take her upstairs with a bright young thing in tow. I had declined at the time, because I had business to attend to, but said I'the return, so I did. Once upstairs, she insisted that her parlor could not do "boom boom. " At first, she tried to tell me that the police suppressed it, and that only hand-jobs were allowed, but I'the already screwed the red-shirted May May, so I knew that that wasn't true. Eventually I walked out and got some dinner across the street, in full sight of the yellow-shirt parlor women. When I passed by on my way home, out comes yellow-shirted mama-san, saying "follow this man, he'll take you to boom-boom. " Where did he lead me? To the red-shirt parlor where I'the banged May May. This time, however, a woman stage-named "Anna" had already been arranged for me while I ate (unbeknownst to me). Anna had the most beautiful face I'the seen yet in Cambodia, and she, like May May, accepted $23 when presented with an otherwise-empty wallet. Another happy half-hour ensued. She tried to make me cum in the first 5 minutes, and seemed surprised when I didn't. One of the nice things about not cumming reliably with hookers is that I end up fucking them for every moment of the allotted time. Once Anna realized that she wasn't going to get me off right away, she took instruction well (rhythmically loosening on insertion and tightening on withdrawal), which ALMOST got me off.

I gave the yellow-shirted mama-san and her henchman a couple of bucks each for making the arrangements for me. I'm a die-hard cheapskate, and a Mom-fucker, but I pay my debts.

Tomorrow, or perhaps the next day, I'll return to the northern chicken house to see if the damsel is still available. That could be entertaining.

As to the Jasmine Lodge: It is officially girl-friendly, however, its guests seem to be 60% middle-aged NGO ladies, and 30% fresh-faced college girls volunteering. And 10% sexpats (among whom am I, lately). I cannot imagine walking a tiny 22-year old Khmer woman past their glares — or rather, I can imagine it all too well. Hence, I have not yet explored the "take away" scene here.

Which reminds me: I forgot to mention Mickey's Night Bar. It seems to have a mixed reputation on this forum (but then, gents, don't we all? I visited it on my first night, and wasn't impressed by anyone there except the young woman stage-named "Map" (if I heard her right). I would have screwed her in a New York minute, except that she insisted on $50 for the hour (and I was unable to talk her down), and I did not want to do the Walk of Shame at the Jasmine Lodge. (Although it beats me what those NGO ladies and fresh-faced college girls have to be ashamed of.).

There you go: five hookers in three days.

I'm about to shift from the $600/ month Jasmine Lodge ($20/ night) to a $50/ month Khmer-style room. That'll free up $550/ month — $18/ day — which at local prices, is a short-time hooker every day.

I don't think that I'll keep that up for long, though. I burn through new hobbies quickly, and I'm sure that I'll get bored with this one soon enough.

Until then, gentlemen.

More to cum.

[Mogwai]

Hope this helps others a little!

Yes, thanks for the detailed report and the warnings. It shows once again that SR is a place for tourists and not for mongers. That was the case 10 years ago already and apparently it still is.

[Mogwai]

I just spent over an hour writing a detailed report, which apparently disappeared into the ether as I was auto-logged off at some point, unbeknownst to me.

Check the box next to 'Remember me?' when you check in. You won't be logged out then.

If you're writing a long report you're staying on the same page all the time and at some point (after 10-15 minutes I think) the forum logs you out because you seem to be inactive.

Beside that it's always wise to make a copy of your report before you hit 'Upload Report'. Or write it in Word or a similar application instead of on line.

[Anon Y Mouse]

My recent experience in Siem Reap: There's no full sex available in the night market, no matter how much you offer. However, some of the girls are experts in scamming you.

I just spent over an hour writing a detailed report, which apparently disappeared into the ether as I was auto-logged off at some point, unbeknownst to me.

In a nutshell: I beg to differ with Seattle29. Just a few hours ago, I screwed one of the red-shirted MP women in a "private room" for $23. She tried to talk me up to $50, but I had only $23 in my wallet (in mixed USD, Thai baht, and Cambodian riel), and said "this or nothing. " She took it.

Unless my earlier attempted post re-appears from the ether, that's it from me tonight.

More to cum.

[Seattle29]

My recent experience in Siem Reap: There's no full sex available in the night market, no matter how much you offer. However, some of the girls are experts in scamming you.

Walking from the Pub St side, you come across 4 massage places with girls wearing the following colour t-shirts: pink, red, yellow, orange.

Pink: On the corner with the main road. And a genuine massage place. No private rooms (just separated from other clients by a curtain), although if you go at a quiet time, they lock the door to give you a private room. I had a full body oil massage for $8 from a very talkative and fun young girl. Offered $20 extra for her to go topless but she refused. I went back on my final day to see the same girl though, and she allowed me to touch her boobs (from outside her clothing) at no extra cost, and gave me her number in case I returned to Siem Reap and wanted to see her.

Red: Some of the girls hassling men outside look [CodeWord902]. I didn't want to explore this place as it all seemed a bit dodgy, and the stairs up to the private air-con rooms weren't well lit, it just seemed seedy.

Yellow: Avoid at all cost! Agreed outside to just have one girl, but 6 followed me up to the room and started ripping off my clothes. I put a stop to it and explained I just wanted 1 girl (2 maximum) but the others wouldn't leave and were very aggressive. Finally agreed to a 6-girl, 30 minute massage for $30, which I didn't really want. The room was dark and I could barely see any of them. Now they start tugging your * to get you excited, and then offer "extra services" but "don't tell our boss downstairs". Initially they wanted $150 for the 6 girls to go naked, which is ridiculous. Finally bargained down to $30 extra, so $60 in total. Now here's the clever bit, it's so dark in the room that you can't see the banknotes you're pulling out of your wallet, and I inadvertently handed over an extra $100. Once the money was handed over, only one girl took her t-shirt off (misunderstanding sir, you pay us for only one girl). And then refused to take off her bra (you give us lower offer sir, cannot be naked). So ended up paying $160 for 6 girls to give me an extremely poor HJ in the dark. Lesson learnt.

Orange: A bit more friendly, they tried the hard sell up to 6 girls, but I managed to get 2 girls for 60 minutes for $60. They only stripped down to underwear but I could touch them from outside, and got BBBJ from one of the girls (no CIM). Second round was a very oily HJ and it was pretty good value, being a well-lit room where I could watch the girls.

Hope this helps others a little!

[Jazz123]

http://www.angkordreamvilla.com/ is guest friendly. Decent rooms with aircon, good TV, good bed, fridge and bathroom starting at 15 bucks. Friendly owners and staff, 15 minutes walk to Pub Street (or $1 moto/$2 tuktuk)

[Bumholes1]

The former 89 Hotel, which was guest friendly, is in a totally different part of town, and changed its name some 3 years ago to I'm MALIS Hotel. The name 89 was kept and can be seen alongside the nameplate for the Wooden Angkor Hotel in the same street.

Apologies to Not Now.

A recent foray into Taphul Street revealed that indeed the former 89, which changed to I'm Malis, is now known as Kiri Hotel.

$5 - a small extra price to pay for some pussy.

[Bumholes1]

I got a response from KIRI hotel and they they are no longer girl friendly, they charge $5 Joiner fee. They used to be called hotel 89 and now Kiri, they are listed on other sites as GF but not so any more.

The former 89 Hotel, which was guest friendly, is in a totally different part of town, and changed its name some 3 years ago to I'm MALIS Hotel. The name 89 was kept and can be seen alongside the nameplate for the Wooden Angkor Hotel in the same street.