Bangkok Reports

[YoyoEddie]

The Bar Girl's name was Am or Ahn, if you enter nana plaza its the first bar on the left side on round floor, where she approached. It was 1.30 am and needed some relief. Anyway, I am immediately approached and made to sit down in one particular seat. Then a drinks menu is shoved in my face, I can't drink goes stomach was upset from bad food, I explained to them after a long time they agreed although trying to guilt trip me for only choosing water. Which BTW was insanely overpriced for Thailand. So then I talk to the girl, she seemed lovely, very young looking, slightly naive, and in a rush to "capture" me, so I though she may be more than a starfish in bed.

Anyway I tell her I'll walk around and come back soon, I just want to see the other girls as my first time in Nana Plaza (which was true). To this she really resisted. I told her I promise I'll come back if there's nothing else. After a while they let me go. The whole bar was very forceful and constrictive, literally trying to rip the money out of my wallet. Jesus. Anyway, I walked out and found another girl on level 2, this one was outside the bar, in regular clothes just chilling with a drink. Maybe she had finished. This one was hotter too and more chill, seemed more mature and experienced. I like her more viscerally where as the former girl I liked in a sweeter way. Anyway I asked this girl if she would come back to the hotel with me and she said yes, for 2500 baht.

I thought about it but decided to go with the other girl. I imagined since she was more naive or needy she might do a better job, have more of a connection. So I went back to her. Now previously they had told me 2500 baht, this time they made it 3400 with some additional fees. After a ton of haggling I got them to settle for 2700 Baht, and was out of there (still seemed expensive to me for this girl) and they seem joyed so I'm sure it was normally even less. Anyways. So we walk to my hotel go in the room and the way back was fine. Small talk etc. She takes a shower and sits on the bed, I take a quick shower and come out.

Now she's very quiet and avoiding, she tried to get me hard with her hand, soon as I am hard she puts on a condom (I feel very less with condom, and usually need lot of touch action to get hard with condom), but she avoids any body touching, just wants me to lie down and stay still. She didn't suck, she didn't do anything. Her agenda was the same, and it was hopeless, anyway, of course her lame condom handjob didn't work for an hour until I told her to just go home. What did I learn? Do not pay for a girl until you can be sure what kind of experience it will be in bed, take no chances, otherwise rely on the reviews here.

[Syzygies]

Smoothy, I was just wondering if it is fairly well known among some of the girls in the bars you mentioned and/or do you generally mention to the girl upfront what your interests are with regard to pulling out or engaging in oral sex only to the point of your orgasm and then quickly shifting to a Cum On Face or Cum On Body finish. If so, it seems to me that would go a long way to encountering many more girls who will not make nearly as big a deal about you wearing a condom as when the girl assumes the bareback punter would go all the way to a CIP finish.

For me it is quite the opposite. Girl has said okay No condom, but don't cum inside me. Okay So I am promised to pull out, which results in COB. This is more easy to clean up than CIP. No girl has requested me to pull out for the express purpose of cum on her face, in her hair etc. Nor even to CIM. But hey, overly raunchy ugly girls are not my scene. Some of my girls would be in conservative category, probably only one of my regulars can do porn star style.

Even if the girl takes the pill accidental pregnancy is possible and a big nuisance since many girls are religiously opposed to abortion, so pull out has the added benefit of making a pregnancy less likely, especially if the girl does not take the pill that reliably. Withdrawal method is not incredibly safe on its own. Many pregnancies did result from that method alone. I don't really know the science if sperm can come out at all before cum, but maybe some guys did not withdraw in time.

Pull out means the girl trusts you or she has the experience to know exactly when the explosion is about to happen, and will jank it out. I prefer to be trusted and pull it out myself.

However there is no pleasure for me whatsoever to see my own cum. It is just mess to be cleaned up. Porn has not trained me at all. Porn is mainly stupid. Guys are not getting to put cock in completely since it spoils the camera action. When doing CIP they have to pull nearly out so camera can see the dripping goo better. All immensely silly to me. I don't watch any Bukake stuff. I go for beautifully erotic porn with slim girls, even artistic style at times. Ha ha. Does not even have to have any cocks appearing at all (cock is of no interest except if going into a beautiful pussy). Not exactly a normal porn watcher at all. Fast Forward past BBBJs. I do get amused though at Asian porn because I see that Japanese guys have to make a quite short stroke of the dick in pussy, because the dick is not very long and camera still wants to see it LOL, compared to the western male pornstars obviously chosen for dick length, so I guess mostly longer than the average guy. Clearly Japanese with enormous dick, hardly exist, they seem to be all more average sized. Off on a tangent again, but most porn is not very exciting for me.

[TigressWanted]

Now that I've wrapped up my third visit to Bangkok, one thing is clear, I've heard many times women reach their peak sexual prime at age 35. I've found that to be true as far as responsiveness (she orgasms during oral) in my Thai encounters. Had some good sex with twenty-somethings but the women who came, and came wildly, were mid-thirties. One thing could factor in I suppose, I'm late 50's so perhaps the younger ones just weren't into it with an older gent. What say you?

[Goatscrot]

Wow. Shades of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers." LOL. I had no idea there were so many Cum On rather than Cum In punters in my midst. My BBFS+CIP ways seem to be more and more unremarkable and conventional all the time.

I came of age in the 80's and porn was mainly come on. I just think it's great to frost the cake.

[Siamsin]

I emerged from the bowels of Suvarnabhumi into an atmosphere that could be cut with a dull spoon. The air was thick with humidity, smog and the scent of fresh pussy awaiting the gentle ravishings of Kumbu. Ultimately, on my first night here, after a 20 hour trip from the ruins that are my United States, fatigued and blurry-eyed, Nit did the trick. But I can do better. And better I shall do.

Thoroughly enjoyed that report bud, nicely done. Look forward to reading about your further conquests.

Have a ball of a time.

[Smoothy]

I can do better. And better I shall do.

You do have a way with words. You made a relatively mundane encounter sound interesting. Kudos for that.

[Blanquiceleste]

, But I can do better. And better I shall do.

What a report! All Hail the return of the best storyteller on this thread. KUMBU I am a fan.

[Kumbu]

I emerged from the bowels of Suvarnabhumi into an atmosphere that could be cut with a dull spoon. The air was thick with humidity, smog and the scent of fresh pussy awaiting the gentle ravishings of Kumbu. And ravish he shall, oh yes.

It's been two years since my last expedition to the land of legs, the city of carnal desire, the place that took my mongering cherry all those many years ago. I was but a young lad of 19 short years when I had my first encounter with a beauty of Sabai Land in Pattaya. She was small, warm, and gentle with me, and she showed me what mongering can be. I was not a virgin, but I had never had such uninhibited sex before. She showed me how to express myself, albeit in a fumbling way that night, but she showed me that mongering has a place in the sexual life of any normal man. It is not bad. It is not immoral. It is not unnatural. It gives one the ability to meditate on the act, enjoy the coupling, and to explore the edges of ones experience without any self-conscious concerns. In short, it's a liberating form of sexuality that, as I learned those many years ago, has its place in the healthy sexual life of the average male.

And so since that day, the day my own tenderness was revealed to me by the soft hand of my first soapie girl, I have been an ardent mongerer. I've mongered all over the globe, at all price points. Dudes, I once paid a high priced escort in LA $3000, and while it was fucking awesome, I've never repeated. There's a point after which the law of diminishing returns really kicks you in the teeth. And on the other hand, I've had some pretty low-life experiences too. Also in the City of Angeles (USA), I once had a hand job from a toothy massage-parlor ajumma with more nipples than teeth for a paltry $20. Yeesh.

My point, gentlemen, is that as with everything in life, there is a shallow middle that I now strive for. And that middle is decidedly the girls of lower Sukhumvit. And so it is that I make my biannual pilgrimage to the land of these lovelies, on the pretense of work (Hah) - to once again liberate me from the clutches of modern sexually repressed society.

My flight was slightly delayed, pulling into the gate at 11 pm sharp. I knew there was no chance of a Thermae encounter tonight, so I decided to relax and hit the night clubs tonight. That meant I had plenty of time, and so no reason to sweat any delays. And with that thought in mind, as I penguin-walked the immigration line, I was able to slow my breathing, relax my blood pressure, and ease the perspiration, though I was unable to obscure from the view of the Arab ladies all around me the footlong subway sandwich I was apparently smuggling in my pants.

Luggage retrieved (long delay), customs traversed, downstairs to the taxi line, sawad dii krap, and off we sped. I chatted with the driver a little, and negotiated a tip of extra 50 baht if he broke all speed limits, and he duly obliged. As we hurtled through the humid night air at something like 130 kph, up popped the familiar Freddy lyric.

I'm burning through the sky, yeah.

200 degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit.

I'm traveling at the speed of light.

I want to make a supersonic man out of you.

We pulled up to the Mercure Soi 11, I hopped out and did a quick check in. Up to my room (review to come), shower, unpack and a quick check of the time revealed 1:30 am. Ok, time for the sifting to begin. First stop: Levels.

I arrived at around 1:50 am. There was a gaggle of Indian and Middle Eastern men making loud noises and wide arm gestures at the base of the steps, which was a little disconcerting. But I maneuvered around them and got frisked my Goon #1. His companion, aptly named Goon #2, directed me to pay the cover, which was 300 baht (comes with a one drink comp), and up to the 6th floor it was. I was accompanied in the elevator with a couple of Spanish lasses, and they were clearly not here for the same thing I was. That too, was a little disconcerting.

What I loved about the old Climax was that its purpose was singular: to allow girls to hook up with men. Very few lady boys, and very few non-hunting men or women were there. But Levels has always been a mixed venue. There are some people there who are on holiday, others who are expats getting together, some couples out for some fun, and then some looking for something slightly more carnal, like me. This makes picking up girls in this kind of joint just a tad more cumbersome.

When I arrived, the place was not really all that full. The open air space was about 80% full, but inside it was like 50% full. But still plenty of writhing bodies to ogle, so no complaints really. I circled one full time, looking at what was on display, then got my drink, and then circled one more time. I found a table near the entrance and settled down for a little game watching. It was a good spot since I got to see everyone walking in and out and I got a good sense of the possibilities.

While I was watching, there was a Chinese dude being a little too forthright. He was in his late 40's, glasses, kind of portly, oddly dressed, holding a beer that looked clammy at this point. He was walking up to girl after girl, saying some words, obviously being rejected, and then moving on to the next girl. I don't know what he was saying to get flat out rejections. It could have been he was a loser, though I suspect it was more to do with what he was asking for, and how he was doing it. I think he was going up to them and saying "will you fuck me for 500 baht?" The WHAT is the 500 baht, and the HOW is the fuck me part. But I have no idea really, it's just an observation and some speculation.

I did a quick count in my head of the quality of girls, and overall, I think there were about 10 serious lookers in the whole place, about 10 very doable, but not quite top drawer, girls too. And about 10-15 girls who I would not go with even if it were free. And then there were about 10 girls who were clearly not available (white girls), and 20-30 girls who I could not figure out if they were freelancers or just there for a night out. I know, I know, everyone has their price, but given that I had just spent 20 hours in transit, slept 3 hours in the last 48, I was in no mood to do a suave seduction of a part timer. I wanted to pick someone up, get me some crotch time, and get my pretty little self to sleep in good order. So in sum, less than half of the girls in that club were worth my time, energy and money.

So I bailed. I decided to check out Insanity, and if it sucked, I could always come back to Levels (they do stamp your hand on the way in). I walked up soi 11 to the little chink in the road, turned left and up the steps to the club. Frisked, paid my 400 baht cover (with one drink comp), and into the club I went.

The first thing to know is that Insanity is far bigger than Levels. There must have been 2-3 times as many people here. It wasn't full by any means plenty of empty VIP seating, and space to walk too, but more people, which is good.

Again, I circled once, got my drink, then circled again. My overall impressions of the girls here is that there were more of them, and the quality was higher. But this could easily vary night by night, or even hour by hour. I found a spot on the left side of the club to put myself for about 20 minutes as I watched the talent. Off to my right was a striking young thing with a natural nose that spoke to me. She had slightly peroxide hair (the off-brown kind), long lanky limbs, a bare midriff (yum), and as smile that will open many doors for her. She looked to be in her early 20's, and was with a frumpy girlfriend. She and I exchanged eye contact a few times she was clearly interested, as was I. But at some point, her friend dragged her into the throng of undulating bodies in the middle of the club, and as she was dragged past me, she gave me one last wondrous look of the eyes, with an expression of like "I don't want to go into that mass of bodies". And then she was swallowed by the crowd, never to be seen again. I waited a good 30 minutes in case she managed to return, but she never did.

But when she left, she vacated a spot that was taken up by another girl of interest. This one had seriously peroxide hair platinum blonde. She had a cool looking face, but she was wearing a grey sport coat (formal looking), with a black halter top, and grey pants. So she was wearing a suit pant in Insanity. That's pretty insane. But she looked really hot. She seemed to be in her mid-20's, but her expression was not one of smiles and wonderment (like the previous girl), but more of "If you want me, you'the better come get me". She was looking back and forth between me and her phone, which is never a good sign, but the fact she was making eye contact with me was a good sign.

So we did the googly eyes for a few minutes when a white dude in his 50's swooped in for a little looksy. He walked up to her, stood about 5 feet away and smiled at her, as if to say "cheer up doll, I'm here". She was having none of it. She looked at him with a blank expression. Nothing. No returned smile, no wink, no words, nothing. Not even disdain! In a way, the lack of a response is the most damning kind of response. Not to be defeated, Mr. Smiley shuffled a little closer and said a few inaudible words, and she just looked at him again. Yikes, this was not going well. So just as cheerily as he arrived, he spun around and trotted off, with his grin only slightly diminished by this encounter.

Hmm. Ordinarily I am full enough of myself to think, "Kumbu, you can crack this nut. You have the inner confidence and the outwardly charm to make even this creature turn around". But in this case, given how tired I was, I was not sure I wanted to invest the time and effort into what would ultimately be a less than perfect sexual encounter. Nonetheless, I thought I would regret it if I just left without sampling the platter on offer. So I gave her a look, our eyes met, I smiled, and then before she had time to not-respond, I turned and walked the other way. I walked into the crowd, hoping that her eyes were following me. I disappeared around the corner, walked past the stage where a show of gluteal jiggling was half-heartedly being imposed on the crowd by the paid dancers, turned the other corner near the bathrooms and circled back to approach the grumpy full-suited beauty from the other side.

As I approached, she was looking glumly at her phone, so I walked right up to her, walked past her coming closer to her than I needed to, and then settled myself in a spot about 1 foot to her left, and slightly behind her. She turned to look at me, and I said "You don't mind me standing here, do you?" And she said "Sorry?" And I said "No need to apologize, I don't mind you standing here either. ".

Damn, Kumbu, where do you come up with this stuff?! That is pure gold right there, GOLD! And I think she noted the wit in it, and an ever so slight warmth crept into her terse lips. She looked at me slightly longer than she needed to, and then her blank expression returned, and she turned away. Ok, more work to do here, Kumbu. That opening salvo was a good one, but the battle is far from won. She's wobbling, but not yet on the ropes.

So I stood back and took a few breaths. I was thinking about how to break the ice a little more when this largish Arab looking guy walking past her saw her and his eyes instantly opened wide, his grin almost broke his face, and he let out a long, loud "Ooooh". Shit, man, come on. Have some respect here. I could see her recoil a little, and who could blame her? And as soon as this dude exited stage left, Mr Smiley walked back for another gander at her, this time walking past her and just shining his yellow teeth at her.

THERE! Kumbu, make your move. I moved in to her and when she turned slightly to listen to me, I said into her ear:

Kumbu: he likes you.

Glum: I think so.

Kumbu: You don't seem to like him.

Glum: Not my kind.

Kumbu: What is your kind?

Glum: (pauses) Not him.

Kumbu: Hah! I see. My name is Kumbu, what's yours?

Glum: Nice to meet you Kumbu, my name is Nit.

Now she turned her body towards me a little, indicating a slow opening of the clam. We talked for a few more minutes (where you from? Why you come Thailand? What you do? Etc.), and then I told her I was going to bail. And she asked "Where you go?" I said, "To my hotel, I am tired, I need a nice hot shower and to relax a little. " She said, "But it's so early, why you go now?" To which I said "It's past 3 in the morning, late enough for me. Hey, do you want to come with me? We can have a very relaxing time. ".

Nit: How much you pay me?

Yes. Finally, the charade had been wrapped, double-bagged and placed into the back of the freezer. We could now do what we are all here to do: fuck (me) and earn money (her).

Kumbu: How much do you want?

Nit: 5000 baht.

Kumbu: That's a lot for a hot shower and some relaxing.

Nit: Not only shower and relaxing kaa.

Kumbu: Oh yeah? Well, how about I pay you 2500, but if the relaxing is very good, I pay you 3000 baht.

Nit: No tip?

Kumbu: That 500 IS the tip. But fine, 3000 plus tip. But only if very good. If regular, then no.

Nit. Kaa.

She grabbed her knock-off LV clutch, and indicated we should leave.

We took the short walk to the Mercure, which was super convenient I must say. As we walked we talked, which was nice. We got into the room and she plumped herself down on the bed. We talked another few minutes about where she is from (she insisted Bangkok, not wanting to reveal her obvious Isaan roots), and why she was dressed so formally. She took exception to that, but in the end it was good because my message was that she was much more stylish than anyone else in Insanity.

At which point I tired of the small talk and said "I need that hot shower, you want to come?" And she said no. To tell the truth, I'm not much of a shower sharer, and she didn't seem to be one either, so if she had agreed to shower with me, my guess is that it would have been awkward at best. So I took a hot shower, after which she took her shower, and then she was there, in my bed, towel on, smelling nice and fresh.

We chatted a few minutes, with each turn of conversation allowing me to edge closer. And pretty soon my hands were on her, removing her towel.

She is a tall girl, perhaps 5'6" or 5'7", with a lean and tight body. Her legs were a little skinner than I had hoped, but in that pant-suit I could not evaluate the curviness of her legs. I am a total leg guy, so this means a lot to me. Her ass was also smaller than I typically prefer. I like some roundness and grabability to an ass. While her ass was grabable, it was less round with very little heft. She had the standard-issue be cup breasts, and a tight, toned midsection, which was perhaps the best part of this little delicacy.

I spent a good 10 minutes kissing her neck, shoulders, belly, hips, legs, and up the other side. The exploration was an exercise in sensual rebirth. It's been a long time since I have indulged in late-night carnal pleasure, and I had forgotten how intoxicating it is. I worked may way over to her pussy, which was not shaved but tightly trimmed. Luckily the carpet did not match the peroxide blonde drapes! So I dove in and went to town on her. She had very small lips, and a tiny little button of a clit. It was very well hidden behind a thick hood, which said to me that this girl does not orgasm much. Oh boy, I had my work cut out for me.

So gently, slowly, I worked my magic. And she slowly got more and more responsive, and she kept moaning and tensing up. But no orgasm. I was down in the trenches for a good hour, boys, and all I could get out of her was a few oohs and aahs. Damn. I can hear what you fuckers are thinking: "Shit, Kumbu ain't got no DATY game", but no, it wasn't my technique. I've got good technique dammit it works! (do I sound defensive here?) It was her. She was built in kind of an anti-orgasmic way, which is a total shame for her.

I noticed the clock in my peripheral vision, and it was closing in on 5 am now. So I decided that I was done with this. I was going to have my way with her, and then get some fucking sleep. So on goes my Trojan, and in goes little Kumbu, missionary style, with her legs crocked off to each side. And as I entered, the first thing I noticed was that she was fucking wet. I mean, just full of liquid, which for some reason had not been all that apparent as I did DATY. So insertion was easy, and unlike almost all Thai girls, she took me all the way. I went balls deep, and as I did that, she let's out this long, deep, guttural "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh".

Ok. Thank you for that. Now let's begin, shall we? So I slowly pull out, and she does the same, long, deep "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh. " Loud, I mean, like, wake-up-neighbors loud. This was a far more sensual response than with the DATY. So I pull in and out, and she just gets hotter and hotter and louder and louder, until she was (literally) screaming at the top of her lungs. Her legs were pointing up, one at 10 O'clock, the other at 2 O'clock, peroxide hair was flying everywhere, her long red-painted nails are digging painfully into my back, and she was just fucking going bonkers on me.

After another 5-6 minutes of this she pulls her legs back down, she takes her heels and digs them into my ass. Eeesh, excuse me? Heel-ass sex? No thanks lady. But within seconds I realized that this had nothing to do with me. With her heels firmly ensconced between my butt cheeks, she had a good handle on me, and she could control my thrusting. So with her legs, she started to push me in and out of her. She would pull her heels in, pushing little Kumbu deeper into her, and then relax her legs and I would pull out, only to be met with heels-in-the-ass again, pushing little Kumbu back in.

Goddam, the nerve of this girl! She was kind of fucking herself here, and I was an unwitting, delighted instrument of her pleasure. Hey, I was really enjoying this, except one thing started to bother me a little. Does this girl think of me as a dildo? Probably. I mean, that's fair. After all, what is she to me? A warm fuck sock?

Anyway, I gave myself up to the girl, allowing myself to be the instrument of her pleasure. I concentrated on restraining the increasing pressure to cum, and just focused on my breathing and relaxation. It was a kind of transcendental experience, with relatively little effort on my part, but allowing me to connect with myself in a way that I haven't for a long time.

After another 5-6 minutes, she tightened up, gritting her teeth for about 10 seconds, clutching at my shoulders, and then she whimpered a little, and the heels (thankfully) were removed from my now-sweaty ass. I sensed that she was going to push me off, toss me aside like a used tool, and so I took back control. I started my own rhythm, and slowly, gently, but surely moved myself through the paces, ejaculating satisfyingly, and without further note.

We lay there a few minutes, sweaty and tired, me still inside her. I then gently pulled out, and scampered for the shower. Wash, then her turn, and when she emerged, it was clear to her that I wanted her out. So she didn't make the awkward offer to stay the "night", now about 5:30 am. So I paid her 4000 baht, and she smiled, kissed me on the cheek, gave me her Line ID, and departed. Never to be seen again.

She was a good lay, I have to say. But she just felt grumpy the whole time, even as she was orgasming. And it kind of dulls the pleasure when the one you are doing it with seems morose, or not overly enthusiastic. Ultimately, on my first night here, after a 20 hour trip from the ruins that are my United States, fatigued and blurry-eyed, Nit did the trick. But I can do better. And better I shall do.

[D Cups]

Just for the record, in a place like Pattaya I would be super super reticent to bb as well if it were with any kind of regular sex worker.

I like CIM, CIP but there is something sexy about sliding between the orbs of an amply endowed chest whilst she laps up the head and jizz with a a lusty smile.

[Catire]

Gents (Tooms, Catire, IMembr, Blanq, Natty, Syzygies, Jsxyz).

Thank you.

Thanks again for the honest responses chaps, you guys are great.

Just for the record, in a place like Pattaya I would be super super reticent to bb as well if it were with any kind of regular sex worker.

[IMembr]

Wow. Shades of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers." LOL. I had no idea there were so many Cum On rather than Cum In punters in my midst. My BBFS+CIP ways seem to be more and more unremarkable and conventional all the time.

When you use the pull out method from the age of 13 or whatever age one started, the pull out method is just something that most punters are used to!

[IMembr]

Gents (Tooms, Catire, IMembr, Blanq, Natty, Syzygies, Jsxyz).

Thank you.

Really appreciate you sharing your thoughts, experiences, advice and the precautions you guys take. It's immensely helpful and I'm glad you guys do take some sort of safety measures.

In total, there were 5 girls in Pattaya (all TF girls) and 3 in Bkk (2 Kapoo and 1 TF) that I encountered with that overwhelming foul fishy smell. That was 8 out of the 23 girls I fucked on that trip, so that's the reason I asked. And it wasn't that period smell, or that natural strong vag juice smell, this was the thrush, bacteria built up, you got some serious problems smell, which concerned me. At one point in Pattaya, after 3 consecutive girls had that issue, I thought the fucking condoms were scented that way. But from what I gather from you guys years of experiences, it was probably a rarity and my bad luck..

Then again Pattaya is a bit of a cesspool but regardless it sounds like bad luck. Never had it happen, but horrible luck would be being on a holiday for 1-2 weeks or a month and having to take antibiotics for 3 to 5 days waiting for something to clear while having given the girl 1000-3000 baht. That would derail a trip. If one participated with gogos, then the BBFS route may be enticing.

[EihTooms]

I'm a come on not come in person as well when it comes to FS. CIM though for oral.

Wow. Shades of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers." LOL. I had no idea there were so many Cum On rather than Cum In punters in my midst. My BBFS+CIP ways seem to be more and more unremarkable and conventional all the time.

[Goatscrot]

Smoothy, I was just wondering if it is fairly well known among some of the girls in the bars you mentioned and/or do you generally mention to the girl upfront what your interests are with regard to pulling out or engaging in oral sex only to the point of your orgasm and then quickly shifting to a Cum On Face or Cum On Body finish. If so, it seems to me that would go a long way to encountering many more girls who will not make nearly as big a deal about you wearing a condom as when the girl assumes the bareback punter would go all the way to a CIP finish.

I'm a come on not come in person as well when it comes to FS. CIM though for oral.

[Siamsin]

Gents (Tooms, Catire, IMembr, Blanq, Natty, Syzygies, Jsxyz).

Thank you.

Really appreciate you sharing your thoughts, experiences, advice and the precautions you guys take. It's immensely helpful and I'm glad you guys do take some sort of safety measures.

In total, there were 5 girls in Pattaya (all TF girls) and 3 in Bkk (2 Kapoo and 1 TF) that I encountered with that overwhelming foul fishy smell. That was 8 out of the 23 girls I fucked on that trip, so that's the reason I asked. And it wasn't that period smell, or that natural strong vag juice smell, this was the thrush, bacteria built up, you got some serious problems smell, which concerned me. At one point in Pattaya, after 3 consecutive girls had that issue, I thought the fucking condoms were scented that way. But from what I gather from you guys years of experiences, it was probably a rarity and my bad luck.

Personally, I'm not circumcised nor do I have a vasectomy. But from my initial BB sexual encounters at age 16 with a long time GF, I got into the habit from that age to whip it out before CIP, and usually cum on belly, tits, ass, thighs etc. I continued that routine throughout my life with all my GF's and a few 1 night stands thereafter, with just a few slip ups along the way. Fortunately, I'm still not a dad. I guess, I'd only consider BBFS with a GF type, non-pro, or possibly with a repeat after the checks are done.

Thanks again for the honest responses chaps, you guys are great.