Taipei

[Amazake]

Playing my final hand.

I swear to God, I was headed for Keelung. I was in the Taipei Main Station heading for the High Speed Rail. That red light district has never failed me. I know some dedicated faithful girls there that would never ever disappoint me. Tried and proven, battle tested, and then. "WTF are you doing, stupid?" That was an interruption to my regular linear thought process by my "monger angel," who impatiently felt it necessary to avert a disaster.

I stopped dead in my tracks. He always looks out for me. And, I knew where he was going. He never had to say a word. But, I posed the question in thought, "Monger Angel, you mean Cinderella?

The dead silence spoke louder than words. But, there was a loud sound which sounded exactly like, "Duhhh!

"THANK YOU, MONGER ANGEL!

So, easy enough, hop on the Blue Line to Longshan, and met Cindarella in the street.

I was committed completely to a totally different, extremely memorable session this time. I meditated beforehand, calmed way down, and there would be no frantic frenzied attack on this lovely lady to remember me by. Very slow, very conscious, heart-to-heart lovemaking. It was extremely fulfilling. It had to be. Nothing remotely.

Beast-like. Because, we did that already.

She was very happy. She felt respected (as always, really) and she returned my embraces, and mimicked me, and let me know when my hands clenched her too tightly.

Anyway, she absolutely deplores being manhandled in any way. She is a fine looking intelligent lady with sophistication. And, I know it sounds a bit ridiculous to describe a street girl with such glowing terms. And, I have been called a "hopeless romantic. ".

But, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. " And, I might be delusional, but I have also been with quite a few ladies, so I do have a storehouse of memories to compare her to and make judgments. So, I know that I am not a complete love-smitten lunatic.

But, the "proof-of-the-pudding" is that I am done and satisfied with her in this year. I did my absolute best, and so did she. There is absolutely nothing left undone. To go again would just be unintelligent monger gluttony. The session was nothing less than a 10+. She made it special. I can walk away with a clear conscience.

Gave her small gifts as always. She loves the little acts of kindness from the old fool.

The "waiguoren" is a guest here, and I feel duty-bound to represent my country well. Everybody here treats me with respect, and I try to double the ante.

We left each other exchanging grand smiles and a loving embrace. We have been together many times, and definitely have come to know each other's egocentricities. And, had I not gone back this last time before leaving, I would have left Taiwan feeling incomplete in my relationship with her.

You might think it ridiculous to call it a relationship. But, I am using the word "relationship" quite globally and generically. Of course, I don't mean "committed"relationship. But having been with someone intimately on many occasions, there is at least a semi-strong relationship.

Even buying fruit from the same vendor in Wanhua 100's of times is a relationship. I am feeding the birds crackers now. I do have a relationship with these birds, what they like and don't like.

So, I left her, fulfilled emotionally, but still needing to feel the thrill of jungle mating that I will never get from her.

Well, there is no shortage of road-worthy low-mileage girls in the XiChang Market. I walked down the street a few paces, and picked up a small appreciative smiling Vietnamese girl, of no extraordinary beauty, other than being young and somewhat pretty, but with a great peppy attitude and smile. She jumped on my request, and down the alley and up the stairs we went.

We stripped down and she was a simple cute girl in her late 20's. Absolutely no inhibitions whatsoever. Polar opposite of Jaqueline the Cinderella. Got to work on a CBJ, and she very excitedly jumped on my pole, and gleefully rode and rode until her exhaustion. Begged me to pound her good in mish. And, we went to work until the bell sounded. I was still stuck in neutral. She didn't turn me away. Bent over and stuck her cute fanny high in the air, guided me in, and we did about 4 to 5 extra minutes in doggy until I was drained. She was very giggly and cleaned me up, and I left.

That might be about it. Doing a double exhausts me. Not a kid anymore.

I will post again because I have one or two more half-written messsges, mostly by way of commentaries that I will post up.

As always, thank you gentlemen.

P.S. I don't encourage anyone to lead a mongering life. It is an addiction, and I am seriously contemplating steps for completion and finalization of my childish ways. Early-aged fantasies that never came to fruition, having been allowed to fester and express themselves wildly in these elder years.

PSS: However, I am not trying to be hypocritical, with myself behaving like a drunken monkey and telling others not to fulfill their desires. So, all I can say, honestly, is try and follow your heart. Don't let mongering take the place of a loving and fulfilling relationship. And, if you are irresistibly drawn, and the resisting of which makes you unbearably unbalanced, please indulge safely, covered, and intelligently.

PSS: Believe it or not, although I seem like an out of control monger, many times I resist. It is just that I have found a good price and freedom on this island, so I clear up the bucket list. Hopefully this bucket list is nearing completion and I will create a completely sane life.

[AsiaFever]

Or do other people have experiences or stories?

I could never date a woman knowing she is getting railed by random guys during the day.

It's a business transaction for me, I give you money and I want nothing (I. E. No disease) in return.

[MassageLover81]

As an example, the other day, I returned to my regular. On my previous visit, I left my sweaty t shirt in her room by mistake, as I brought with me a second clean tshirt to put on after our session. I thought that I just lost the sweaty t shirt. But, on my return visit, my sweetie freshly laundered, dried and lovingly folded my garment and handed it to me with a smile, as if to say "I appreciate you, and don't mind doing your laundry. " That felt really good and made our session more intimate.

Above all, be safe. Keep it covered and carry a little bottle of sanitizer or good quality alcohol, applying it generously in and around your boys and body to protect yourselves. Enjoy your Taiwan. I know it's not as blatantly open sexually as Thailand, and other real hotspots and monger destinations, but with a little effort, courage, intelligence, and an open heart, Taiwan can definitely satisfy your desires.

That's amazing to hear about the kindness of that girl.

I'm curious, do you have any stories of dating any of these girls?

Dating meaning you saw them regularly outside of their work.

Or do other people have experiences or stories?

[Amazake]

Amazake, I truly enjoyed your informative posts!

You bring out the nuance of sex, lust, women, and relationships especially in Taiwan.

Often it's not just wham, bam, thank you ma'am!

I hope you still have time to write some more experiences. Or even past experiences!

Are you going to have more experiences and write about them after you leave Taiwan?

Wish you the very best luck for your future!

While away, I can never resist dropping in and hearing how my most excellent Taiwan friends are doing. I have participated on other boards, in other locations, and find you guys in Taiwan have taken on the demeanor of the island, as I have, also. We are far more mellow. We seek the enjoyment and pleasure of a woman, without exploitation and immature boyish bravado. We seek to be happy, not at another's expense, but seeking mutual gratification, which leads to friendships with these lovely flowers.

As an example, the other day, I returned to my regular. On my previous visit, I left my sweaty t shirt in her room by mistake, as I brought with me a second clean tshirt to put on after our session. I thought that I just lost the sweaty t shirt. But, on my return visit, my sweetie freshly laundered, dried and lovingly folded my garment and handed it to me with a smile, as if to say "I appreciate you, and don't mind doing your laundry. " That felt really good and made our session more intimate.

Above all, be safe. Keep it covered and carry a little bottle of sanitizer or good quality alcohol, applying it generously in and around your boys and body to protect yourselves. Enjoy your Taiwan. I know it's not as blatantly open sexually as Thailand, and other real hotspots and monger destinations, but with a little effort, courage, intelligence, and an open heart, Taiwan can definitely satisfy your desires.

[MassageLover81]

Closing the Wanhua Chapter.

Came to Wanhua for a final visit there. I still have a little more time before I leave the island. But, I wanted to complete the Wanhua Chapter early so as to be at ease and not rushed.

Spending plenty of money in Wanhua buying gifts and having farewell sessions completed prior to leaving the island. ".

Amazake, I truly enjoyed your informative posts!

You bring out the nuance of sex, lust, women, and relationships especially in Taiwan.

Often it's not just wham, bam, thank you ma'am!

I hope you still have time to write some more experiences. Or even past experiences!

Are you going to have more experiences and write about them after you leave Taiwan?

Wish you the very best luck for your future!

[Amazake]

Wishing you the best experiences while you are still here.

Thank you, AsiaFever. I am truly moved to tears by your heartfelt sentiments. I am planning a few rendezvous prior to embarking on territories less conducive to such easily-accessed pleasures and varieties. However, reading the adventures of my compadres on this forum will certainly inspire and uplift my spirits. Many Blessings to the crew. Keep it covered, stay healthy, stay happy, stay wealthy, stay Blessed, and treat the ladies right. It is always a give and take.

[AsiaFever]

Closing the Wanhua Chapter.

Wishing you the best experiences while you are still here.

[Amazake]

Closing the Wanhua Chapter.

Came to Wanhua for a final visit there. I still have a little more time before I leave the island. But, I wanted to complete the Wanhua Chapter early so as to be at ease and not rushed.

Spending plenty of money in Wanhua buying gifts and having farewell sessions completed prior to leaving the island.

I might go to the Taoyuan and Keelung venues for a final tour of the battlefields. But, that remains to be seen.

Saw Jaqueline / Cinderella, and I changed our routine a bit. Had many sessions with her. She is very busy, also. Quite a clientele. We had some closeness that is always misinterpreted by me. She is, in the end, a business woman. The business can be quite lucrative, and nothing stands in between her and her financial survival.

The "Thai Bubblegum Brats" cannot hold a candle to Cinderella's professionalism, business acumen, sophistication, presentation, and service.

She is guarded, but inevitably at some point during the session, her guard disintegrates, and her vulnerability emerges which creates spontaneity, joy and pleasure during the session. It is a difficult transition for me to maneuver from the blissful states in spontaneous lovemaking, only to witness her protective wall reemerge as her tension becomes palpable as she readies herself for her next customer. Clothes on, clothes off; just another john-infatuation.

In a way, I am happy to call it my last visit with her and break the cycle. I was caught in it. I did enjoy over and above activity. But, sensing her business side creeping into the sessions annoys me. So, I feel elated in my emancipation from her and delighted to be free again to choose.

Don't get me wrong, she was absolutely wonderful. Every session, she indeed put out. Nothing more could be asked of her as one engaged in her profession. Yet, the selfishness in me somehow expected more. Anyway, a wonderful experience and time to move on. And, she did say she will miss me and eagerly awaits my return. (My money's return, more precisely).

So, after finishing with Cinderella, in order to finish the Wanhua scene with a full sense of completeness and dignity, I had to see my "Taiwanese Long Tall Sally," one more time.

Haven't seen her in a while. She is well-seasoned, late thirties and just as happy as a bowl of red cherry jello. Met her in a particularly dark, dank, off the beaten path, extremely dingy alley down a long corridor of dank dingy alleys, but less so than her hole in the wall. And, I never complain, and I am not complaining now, but jeez, it never ceases to amaze me that she ended up with the worst of the worst accommodations. The perfect place for an Agatha Christie cloak and dagger type murder scene. The walls were sweating and I used a separate dungeon bathroom to urinate, down an even deeper alley.

But, close the door and strip her down, there she was, smiling from ear to ear, sort of like "Elly May Clampett" (Donna Douglas) in the Beverly Hillbillies, spilling out of her 2 sizes too small short-shorts and tshirt, wearing her spiked heels. My walk behind her through the catacombs was surreal, the dark medieval snicket, contrasted by her swaying lovely swaying hips, propped up and accentuated by her high spiked heels and hearing her all giggly and laughing.

What a friendly and unique girl. She is just naturally sexy. I almost forgot what a sweetheart she is. Beautiful hips and breasts, absolutely voluptuous and delights in giving, laughing and making sure I am treated like a king. She is subservient and her blowjobs are slurpy and fun. When finally she mounts me, the festivities become unbelievably lively wild, playful, innocent and frolicking.

And she loves her some dirty talk and playing the older brother / little sister skit. I like it too. And it really improves my Chinese. Loves encouragement to climax, and remains saturated wet and wild beyond the session's end. Very, natural, sweet and kind, appreciative and loving. Easily expresses her happy, innocent, school girl demeanor, literally like she somehow remained with the happy innocence of a girl going to the junior prom, having too much to drink, forgetting her self-consciousness, and just letting go and unwinding in the back seat of the Buick, as if it were the very epitome of her life.

She really made me feel great. Her joy and happiness is so overflowing, that sensing her blissfulness, I could not help but be carried away in her effulgence of emotions. Just the "salt of the earth" kind of woman who loves life and loves sex. Holds you while you put your pants snd shoes on as a gesture of respect. She has the manners of the traditional people.

Cinderella is far more intense on her time and business plan. Long Tall Sally is also very busy, but far less serious about life.

Being with her definitely recharged my batteries and instilled in me a very loving, happy freedom. She isn't one to take your money and find a way to bide her time until you leave. She seems to relish every moment of the ceremonial mating dance, as if it really meant something to her. I have great appreciation and affection for her. She really attended to me with love and attention. Showing age in appearance, but certainly not in energy. Makes sure she lovingly smashes and smothers me with her abundant breasts and hips, literally begging me to celebrate this super charged sexual experience with her. What an absolutely wonderful, sharing native girl. She is one of those that you can feel her joy, and she simply must share it with you or she will burst. A very nice sexy free-spirited woman, a good old fashion girl next door that I used to take to the carnival. Buy her a soda, popcorn and a hot dog, kiss her on the top of the Ferris Wheel, and fuck her behind the big tent.

So, I had a double date with Jaqueline / Cindarella and Long Tall Sally, and then walked around and made many purchases to give to friends when I return home. Spent money like water. Yet, felt enriched by spending the money. Go and figure. (see Bible quote below that validates my feelings).

Isn't that what money is for, to use it and spread it around to enrich others so that they may enrich you with experiences and goods?

I just thank God that I was blessed with enough money, and that the prices are reasonable enough to be able to buy my dreams and fantasies.

Had a great time finishing the chapter. Probably have to return one more time to acknowledge a few legit massage girls.

I leave Wanhua with no regrets whatsoever, estimating a 95% customer satisfaction rating over the many years, even factoring in a few sour apples, and the notoriously famous / infamous "Thai Bubble Gum Brats. ".

I always believe in ending it right, so my return is welcomed with open arms.

1. Proverbs 11:24-25 (NIV):

"One person gives freely, yet gains even more; another withholds unduly, but comes to poverty. A generous person will prosper; whoever refreshes others will be refreshed. ".

[Dumbc]

Bars where you can view girls and pay to take home? Not really.

Ok, thanks. That's a bummer.

[AsiaFever]

Are there go go bars in Taipei? Similar to what they have in Bangkok.

Bars where you can view girls and pay to take home? Not really.

[Dumbc]

Are there go go bars in Taipei? Similar to what they have in Bangkok.

[Amazake]

I'm sorry to hear about this.

Couldn't you have had HPV even before you ever met your Asian loyal virgin? So there is no way you could have known.

Thank you for your compassionate inquiry.

In actuality, it can never be conclusively proven whether a male has HPV in most cases. Also, there are so many HPV's.

My experience occurred years ago, and my love gets tested and results are now fine. Regular testing for women is quite important because there is early detection treatment.

I could never be really evidenced as the culprit, and, you are correct, it could or could not have been transmitted at any earlier point in my life. I will never know. At least at that time, the doctor told me there was no testing in men. But, the doctor questioned and accused me like The Spanish Inquisition. It shook me to the core. I don't mind suffering my personal karma if it hits me squarely in the face. But, when my actions affect a loved one, the pain is far worse.

In today's modern world with so many pathogens, we must be cautious. Staying pristine and chaste, is just still too much discipline at this point. The best I could do is after leaving Taiwan, greatly reduce visits. Anyway, that is easy due to lack of availability elsewhere, and the cost is greatly increased. For some semblance of peace of mind, at least for myself, keep it wrapped in latex and try to avoid contacts with mucus membranes.

I heard of a lady being treated in Taiwan for HPV with "33970;20844;33521;26681;" (pú gōng whyīng gēn) which is common dandelion root. And, surely there are stronger herb concoctions and western treatments for the harmful pathogen.

God Bless all with good health!

[MassageLover81]

With respect to your comment "I am clean like Arctic snow," there is the undetectable concerns that fall through the cracks. I don't want to go too deeply into this, because it brings back emotions that are quite disturbing to myself.

Let me vaguely describe the situation. The love of my life, Asian loyal virgin, only myself, together night and day. I always get tested and also "clean like Arctic snow. " She goes for routine checkup. HPV pops up. Precancerous cells. Doctor wants to see me. Finger pointing to me. Embarrassing. Myself and my lady, trust destroyed.

I'm sorry to hear about this.

Couldn't you have had HPV even before you ever met your Asian loyal virgin? So there is no way you could have known.

[Amazake]

As my days dwindle, I desperately conspire to enjoy my last remaining gasps in the warm airs of my precious Taiwan.

I move once again towards the bustling streets of Wanhua, overflowing with foods, goods of every genre, the great Longshan Temple and lustful pleasures.

There I find ladies, when sifted through meticulously, can be found a few of rare sculpted beautiful womanhood.

Yet, none finer to my taste than the one I have dubbed, Jaqueline, the Cinderella.

Wanhua is so much more to me than just a fulfillment of my carnal desires. I partake in shopping sprees, fruits, vegetables, rare local rice and bean varieties from bulk vendors, teas, clothing, gadgets like cheap timepieces, my meals, my sense of tourism and exploration, my interpersonal relationships with citizens and vendors, the spiritual opulence and safety of the temple, even lessons in negotiation of goods and services. And, realizing that I am no match for those seasoned veteran vendors, as I find myself walking away, suddenly realizing that the bargain I thought I mustered was blatantly flawed in their favor. (cheap tricks of the petty tradesmen at its finest) And, just laughing at my ignorance and my arrogance, thinking I could outwit a local. But, it's all good, all a part of the carnival. Small losses are considered donations and small payments for anecdotal humor and entertainment at my small expense, spending foreign money, anyway.

I got fully drained by the one and only beautiful "Cinderella!

Unfortunately, all is not as blissful as I had hoped for. Her patience with me grows thin, my using her far beyond her Wanhua function as a quick release for lonely wayfarers. She feels a bit outplayed as I maximize every nuance of her femininity, a function that the venue was not designed for. Yet, she has no alternative, but to give it up to one who knows her more than she desires to be known.

She has a soft side that is impossible for her to guard, a vulnerability. And, I feel she would seek to avoid one such as myself who disrupts her relatively quick and profitable money-changing quick john turnovers. Although we delight in our pleasures, it disrupts her rhythm of a fast-turnover model of delivering a very decent, well-priced sandwich, (using the McDonald's franchise model) at a reasonable cost, yet not equipped with providing a higher level of service and product for that price. She finds my overstaying, and overconsumption of the condiments made available but supposed to be used more sparingly in watchful, careful, good-mannered moderation. None of which I honor as I become more and more comfortable as her frequent guest, almost demanding more and more attention with ever more deepening levels of fulfillment, exploring into her untapped areas of psyche and sensuality.

In plain words, boys, I have overstayed my welcome. The guest that just won't leave, says too many goodbyes. Going back to the hors the'oeuvre tray, quite gluttonously and selfishly after the main course, desert and coffee mark the completion of the meal.

Boys, I self-admittedly, stand before you guilty as charged, as a bonafide, run-of-the-mill, common, ordinary, typical western pain in the fand' ass.

Maybe it is not quite as bad as articulated, exploiting some artistic license for exaggeration to drive the message home. But, it remains true on some level.

That general tenor is felt. And, I have apologized, and she does nod it off, probably knowing that my time here is limited, knowing that I'll be out of her hair (no pun intended) in a matter of days.

She is a strange bird, Jaqueline is. She comes across pleasant enough, yet glazed-over a bit with a guarded stoic protective coating. Yet, that glazed-over protective coating just melts away when engagement commences, and resurfaces almost immediately after engagement. Not much of a lingering afterglow as with many of the girls I have been with.

In my heavy business years, I worked for clients who demanded more than the norm, and I felt absolute disdain for their treachery. Why shouldn't she?

But, who knows? I am no psychic, and my impressions and feelings have been proven wrong previously. I hope that I am wrong this time.

However, being the gregarious sort of lunatic that I am, I cannot resist going back to her for a few more servings, gift-bearing to her, trying to make amends for any unintentional rudeness on my behalf.

I mean, an argument in my favor can be made, that I am a regular paying customer, certainly meaning her no harm, just overjoyed to find such fulfilling, truly girlfriend-style intercourse on the streets where quick comfort and sometimes massive disappointment is the rule of the day.

All that being said, she has told me she likes me, which means the world to me. Because, I just can't do what I do at this age, merely for relief. Without a deeper connection, the act in and of itself fails to offer complete satisfaction.

This girl loves the intimacy of continuous sex, once she is drawn in. But, the operative phrase here is "once she is drawn in. ".

Once drawn in, she just has an addiction to sex. Yet, just prior, it's like "oh my God, I'm entering into this again! It's quick sand for her, along with her greed for wealth.

I would assume that the ideally good customer cums fast and gives her time and leisure to prepare for her next customer. Again, the McDonald's analogy.

The huge difference is that she isn't doing this for a few weeks, like the Thais, who move in on short stay visitor visas, try to make a load of cash, and return home. This is her permanent job, day in and day out. Blue collar worker.

A mutt like me comes in, full of piss and vinegar, and wants to ravage the poor girl non-stop, and out of mercy, she relents and gives in. In the beginning of our relationship, the newness made it more acceptable. Unfortunately, the devil of all abhorred qualities in male / female relationships slipped in, that being "attachment. " My attachment to her, muddies the waters to some degree.

In order to create some space in our relationship, I find it necessary to break up the fixation on her by interspersing our regular sessions with other girls, even the infamous notorious "Thai Bubblegum Brats. ".

But, coming back to Cinderella, I realize her worth.

The odd thing is, recently I have come in to see her with the intention to slow down the tempo and intensity, but it is almost impossible. We both just get pulled into it. She begins to stride hard, and I feel obligated to lend support to keep up with her gallops. It is an inescapable circle.

She would be a great girlfriend. And, actually a wrong choice for a paid-for. If she were a girlfriend, I would take the lovemaking in a completely different direction, slow it down to a snail's pace, rev it up, and back it down to an idle, repeatedly.

But, the play time allotted in the dungeonous alleys of Wanhua, curtails a deepening of the experience. That, along with myself being healthwise fearful of entering into any oral games with a girl in this profession.

Que Sera Sera.

[Horny OC]

Looks like someone didn't pay their bribe money.

Think more like every once in a while, the police needs pretend and show they are doing something. This is just a show.