Pattaya Reports

On my trip ten years ago, Soi 6 was my new discovery, and I maxxed out my time there. This trip Gentleman's Clubs played that role, and so I didn't dedicate much time to the naughy Soi. Looking back, that was a shame, since I saw lots of talent there, and I would have like to have had a trip defining experience there like last time.

Midway through my trip I decided to make Soi 6 my nighttime entertainment. Starting by Beach Road, I made the full walk down the street to check out the offerings, the north side to my left offering substantially better options. Midweek and past high season, there were not many guys shopping, so I got plenty of attention from the ladies. Indecisive as usual, I walked all the way back, and back not far from where I started I let myself get talked into a small agogo by a couple of cuties (I think the name was MJ Kitty but I am not sure). I spotted one dancer who looked new to the job (she wore a dress, not the uniform others had on), but when I called her over after her shift I was surprised to be told that the place did not have rooms on site; I figured all Soi 6 places did.

Annoyed at losing almost half an hour, I made my way through the gauntlet of girls hawking for their bars. I eventually spotted a really fit, petite girl outside Sexy in the City. I walked up to her and said we should go to a room, and she said I would have to buy her a drink first. I understand the point of building some rapport with a girl prior to the room, but a decade ago my m. O. Was just point and shoot: see one I liked and take her right upstairs. Maybe it was partly May's idea, maybe it was bar policy, but that wasn't going to fly here.

It turned out alright because I had fun drinking and chatting with May, made possible by the fact that more than any girl I met on the trup, she spoke fluent English; not just that, she sounded as American as I did, with no accent that would suggest she was Thai; in her mid-20's, she apparently had spent time in a university program studying with teachers and students from the USA This American voice, coupled with her caramel colored hair, gym habits (very evident from her fit body), wide smile and fun-loving attitude, made her the quintessential California girl. She was unique in my Thai experiences, more like an exchange student than a local. That was refreshing, and I really enjoyed her dancing in front of me and rubbing up against my crotch.

That, plus the good music and party vibe at Sexy in the City, made me linger with May, but this had its drawbacks. First, she asked for B2,000 short time, but at this late hour I was not in the mood to negotiate and possible have to start from scratch (I rationalized the cost on the grounds of her being more educated and English fluent than most Soi 6 girls). The place closed at 1 AM and the time was approaching midnight, so we had to get going with finally getting to a room. We had to go to a nearby sister Nightwish chain bar as the ones at SITC were being renovated. In retrospect, the session with May was less fun than hanging out in the bar. Her fit frame was even more impressive without clothes, and she was energetic and flexible, but it all seemed rushed, with her expressing concern about getting back to SITC before closing.

I only got back to Soi 6 one other time on the trip, a couple of nights later. Early one evening I hailed the Baht Bus on Second Road, and ended up with a married Australian couple and their female friend as travel companions (they were talking the whole way). As we approached the bright lights and sounds of Soi 6, one of the women asked something along the lines of "isn't this the street with that nasty reputation?" while the other woman clucked with disapproval. That's when I hopped out, and I heard one of them comment something like "I wonder what he's getting up to here!" I wondered what the husband (a recent visitor maybe?) was thinking!

This time I had a destination: King Kong, for a BJ bar experience, for the first time in year. Back then, I forget if it was in Bangkok or Paytaya, it was in a closed room, but this time I wanted to blow my load down in the bar.

As I walked up I saw a brace-faced cutie sitting outside among a couple of MILFS (more appealing than those I saw when I looked into Pirate Bar on Soi Bongkot 8 a couple of days later), and motioned her inside.

I paid my 800 Baht and ordered a drink, and the bartender / mamasan told me that the was newly arrived from Isaan as she led us to a couch area in the back of the shop past the bar. The mama pulled a curtain shut around the area, although I would have preferred an exposed BJ in the barroom, even if I was the only customer.

It was clear that the was a newbie, as the mamasan gave her step by step instructions on how to position the pillow between my feet on the ground to kneel while sucking me. This the did well, though I had to guide her on the rhythm I liked (to be fair, that can be needed whatever the blower's age). It was clear the wanted to get it right, and she did as 20 or so minutes in I shot a load into her mouth. The mama then reappeared to give a tutorial on cleanup, wiping me down to show the how it was done. Nothing like on-the-job training! As I left I hugged and handed the trainee a little tip.

My goal for this trip was to try out the Gentleman's Club scene, which did not figure into my last visit a decade ago, and in fact which I had not heard of until I watched some YouTube videos preparing for this visit. With a Koh Larn excursion and the Saturday night-Sunday alcohol ban, it took a couple of days for me to dive in.

I dove in deep, into Camel Toe on Monday afternoon. It can only be described as the ultimate old school roadhouse, something like a trucker bar. At first glance things seemed pretty tame, with only a handful of girls present, but when I eventually noticed a topless girl playing pool I knew I was in the right place.

Sitting back in a barstool on a high table at the back of the bar, soon Nan approached me, a cute, thick-bodied girl, and a lady drink opened the door for some French kissing and feeling the boobs she released from her shirt. While I did that I made eye contact with another girl playing pool, taller, cuter, and a bit thicker than Nan. She came over and Nan told me this was her sister plausible, but maybe she was just a cousin.

Either way, I couldn't resist the idea of getting it on with two sisters in public, so I bought a drink for Poi and unzipped my pants to let my hard on pop out. The sisters took turns bending over to apply their lips and stroking it when not sucking. This was perfection: drinking a cold beer while getting blown to the sounds of Kenny Rogers "The Gambler. ".

We had no privacy curtain around us here, but I wanted to go deeper with these kissing cousins (or whatever they were) and so we waited for the new bedroom at Camel Toe, just opened that day, to become available. When it did we occupied it and started in on hot threesome. I mean hot literally, because the air conditioning in the room was not working. We made due with a fan, while keeping the door open, covering the doorway with a curtain. I wonder if that did anything to prevent sounds from escaping and scandalizing the other patrons, the genteel clientele they seemed to be.

The fan and semi-closed door didn't do too much in terms of keeping us cool. Nan, Poi, and I got very sweaty as they alternated sitting on my face and sucking me off or riding me. These curvy cuties had a lot of energy, and I expended a lot of my own as I slapped their asses doing them in doggy. Well worth the thousand Baht for each of them plus 300 room fee. Camel Toe turned out to be the perfect way to dip my own toe into Pattaya's gentleman's club scene.

After Camel Toe I bolted for Catflaps, part of the same ownership group. If there was ever a "same same but different" deal, this was it. The fun of Camel Toe, but with an elevated air to it (girls in elegant red dresses, and a gleaming, modern lounge interior, plus cider on tap! A much less intimate place than CT, Catflaps had many more girls, at least 20 on a late weekday afternoon, and maybe that many guests. I had only two girls approach me in the first hour I was there, which was fine as I wanted to relax a bit without having to engage, but after a while I felt a little neglected. So a double edged sword. I eventually took notice of a girl sitting near the door, and as I craned my next around a column to check her out she noticed me and I motioned her over.

"Champagne," (surprisingly not her real name) had kinky hair and an almost Pacific-islander look to her (think sexy Moana). Plus very nice cleavage shown off by her low-cut dress. I bought her a sequence of drinks and we sat on a couch together, where she proved to be very charming and funny. Even better, she laid on the sexy kisses there in public, while I pawed at her tits and reached around to fondle her round ass. Not as raunchy as Camel Toe, but the kind of gentleman's club interaction I had hoped for. With a venue change to a room upstairs, the fun continued with a fun fuck, well worth the 300 Baht for the room and 1,500 for this bubbly girl.

This was the night I finished at Kink Agogo, mentioned in my opening post. But before that I was over on Soi Pothole not at a Gentleman's club, but at a lounge, specifically Whisky Lounge. There as I sipped a beer at the bar, I was approached by silky-haired, fair-skinned Nip. Sporting a fishnet outfit that showed off a lovely set of ass cheeks, and did nothing to hide a firm set of fake tits (red-heart-shaped pasties were needed to cover the nipples and ensure modesty), I readily bought a lady drink. Cambodian Nip was soft spoken and more reserved than I thought someone so fine looking would be. Ass grinding against my crotch was persuasive in convincing me to opt for a session with Nip in Whisky Lounge's only bedroom, which seemed to double as storage (I was impressed by the stock of ladies' shoes by the the very basic adjacent bathroom and shower). A sensual encounter followed (the phrase "nip it in the bud" now takes on new meaning for me), taking me in some new and pleasurable directions. (B400 for the room, 2,000 for short time).

Midway through my visit, I had barely scratched the surface of the Pattaya gentleman's club scene (not that I could have in a visit of just over a week). The one I really wanted to see was Maggie May on Soi Chaipoon, based on videos I had seen online and Discord group posts, but mostly because the Rod Stewart classic song was stuck in my head. I sought it out this afternoon as much a refuge as a playground, as I dashed from one bar doorway to the next dodging the rain, finally making it across the street to get underneath Maggie May's sheltering porch.

In my rush to get inside I did not get a good look at the girls sitting on the porch, and none were inside, after ordering a cider I figured I would have to go outside again and scout. No need, as I was brought a girl in her mid-20's with a bright smile, Ying. She and I sat down in and over her lady drink to chat and watch music videos. Well-spoken in English, she told me, that she had just come from Isaan at the suggestion of her friend who worked there.

While we sat close, this was no Camel Toe, as my arm around her was as forward as Ying let me get. So when I arranged to take her upstairs (300 for the room, 1,000 for her afterward), I was not surprised when the mamasan said that I was her first customer. But Ying lived up to the saying about the quiet ones being the wildest. Once she got me in the shower she knelt down and gave me an introductory blowjob. When we eventually moved to the bed, then came the rolling like thunder (more British '70's music on my mind, thanks Elton. . .). Literally in this case, since outside the window the rain came down as lightning flashed, making for a romantic setting as we cozied up, Ying was not shy here either, kissing deeply and riding me energetically, a scene I won't soon forget since the mirrors on the walls on either side of the bed produced a view of Ying after Ying bouncing on my cock as they receded into infinity.

On returning downstairs, I declined Ying's suggesting to sit for a while (and buy her a lady drink, naturally), because I had more clubs to see. I decided to stretch my legs and find one that does not get a lot of attention, Club M. The walk down a lane off Third Road passed some roadside shrines, and it was amazing how rural it felt a couple of blocks off the busy street.

Club M though was located on the ground floor of a newish looking residential building, and the interior was just as modern, with the feel of a chic lounge. It was to Maggie May's neighborhood bar atmosphere what slick Catflaps was to rough-around-the-edges Camel Toe. A handful of guys were there, paired up with ladies for the most part, and I followed suit when a lady came over to me. Fon was from Laos, around 30 years old, and her English was quite good. This and her friendly manner made for some good conversation at first, but eventually I wearied of the small talk, and while Fon was not bad looking at all, I just wasn't feeling a connection.

Another GC I read about was King's, and it sounded like it had Camel Toe's old school vibe. After making the walk to its Third Road location I discovered it did have a lot in common with CT it wasn't glitzy, and there was some raunchy activity with topless girls playing billiards. It had probably 10 women there, but unlike CT I didn't see any I liked, most older than I was looking for.

The next night I sampled another homey place, Hangover Lounge on an alley off Second Road. It was 11 PM and the neon lights and noise coming from inside suggested it was open, but it took a while for someone to let me in. It became clear that this was because of the good time being had inside, and the level of inebriation. It was a small group, the very friendly Australian owner and his Thai wife and a couple of Europeans, one of whom was interacting with one of the two girls on hand, a hottie stripped down to thong panties. The company was fun, the only disappointment being that after the other guy left and I bought Som a lady drink, she put her clothing back on. When the owner's wife asked if I wanted to go to a room with Som I begged off, seeing her level of booziness as a sure recipe for disaster. I think this would be a go-to place for me if I was a resident or regular visitor, it's very welcoming and fun, especially if you share the owner's taste in classic rock.

For my last two days in Pattaya I decided to go all out in exploring the Gentleman's Clubs. On a Friday morning I sought out Babylon Club on Soi Bong Koch, to find that it was the other Babylon that opened before noon. So I went a couple of minutes walk around the corner to the strip of GCs on Bong Koch 8. Some were open here in the 11:00 hour. At Purple I wasn't discerning enough and sat quickly with a slim slightly older and plain-ish lady and bought her a drink for her time and her willingness to feel me and let me feel hers, but I wanted to keep my powder dry for more appealing targets. I had the opposite problem at Amsterdam a couple of doors down, where the one available girl of the two there was rather cute, but though friendly (wiping my face with a cold towel on entry), even when I bought her a drink she acted like we were at a Sunday School picnic, resisting any hands-on exploration. It was just as well that this prudish encounter did not lead anywhere, since as we were sitting at a table the power on the whole block went out, leaving the place stifling, and any physical activity in an uncooled room on this scorcher of a day would not have been viable.

Things did not get any better at my next stops: I popped into Pirates to see an overly-seasoned crew, and at Bada Bing only one lady. I thought my fortunes had turned at 007, where pretty, slender young thing Ing happily accepted a lady drink offer, but clammed up like an awkward first date, and when I proposed some alone time she said that she did not go to the room. She was clearly just honey to attract the flies, but at least flies get a taste!

By this time Babylon Club was open so I returned there, and things improved a lot. The place was not busy but still had an energy to it. It also had ladies in slutty schoolgirl outfits, and I perved on a busty brace-faced cutie named Sunny, who has a smile to match her name. On the couch I had plans to liberate her titties from Sunny's tight white shirt, but she alerted me to a sign on the wall mandating tequila shots be purchased for this privilege. Forget that, I just took her upstairs, where in the excellent room (large, with big bed and a wall mirror; B350, B1500 for Sunny), where I got further than third base, a step beyond my record when I was in high school.

My main afternoon destination was Maggie May to see Ying, with whom I had been Line-ing about a reunion. But I had more exploring to do, and checked out Excite Club, just a bit down the soi that splits off Soi Pothole at Triangle Bar. At midafternoon it had a bunch of ladies outside the front door, a mix of ages and generally appealing; even the older ones were pretty damn sexy in hot outfits, like one in a kind of fishnet bodysuit. As I entered a friendly, slender 30-ish lady, Gip, joined me at the bar and I ordered a drink; she was very hands-on in all the right places (and me returning the favor on her) as we sat watching other amorous couples and scantily dressed ladies. As I mentioned getting a room, I saw across the bar a petite adorable doll of a girl, and asked Gip if we could invite her to join us for a threesome. Gip quickly called Urn over where we got cozy over another drink, and then moved upstairs (room B600, B1,500 for each girl). I lay down and the girls alternated sitting on my face and riding my cock. I made sure that Urn (who looked a lot younger than her 25 years) had the last turn playing cowgirl so I could look up at her super-cute face while she bounced her tiny body up and down to make me cum.

I didn't have far to walk to get to Maggie May, where Ying was expecting me. This time we ended upstairs in a huge room, and made good use of the big bed. This sequel had the same energy as the first, although maybe we were a little too active, as at one point we knocked on top of us a panel of a three-part painting of a near-naked lady.

The next was my final day in Pattaya, and I wanted to check off some final Gentleman's Clubs. I had to contend with the second-straight election weekend bar closure, which meant that a number of GC's were taking the day off and I had to find ones that were open.

Babylon Lounge of Third Road was one, and I turned up around noon. Three or four were on hand, and I went with the youngest looking of the bunch, curvy Ammy. Her fabulous big boobs and round ass wowed me as we shared a solid session.

But some girls in this business take you to the next level. That was the case with the last stop on my trip, LaPoste on Soi Lengkee (a street I was familiar with from having stayed in a hotel there years ago, and on this trip from my several burger meals at the incomparable Hunger Pangs). LaPoste gave off a neighborhood bar vibe, but unlike Cheers I wasn't greeted with a shout of my name, but with the 5 or 6 girls present lining up and calling out a Hello,. I knew what was in store from their skimpy outfits, and having seen two of them shirtless with boobs out and doing shots with other customers before they joined the receiving line. As I drank a cold beer, ladies came up to me one by one, either a little too chunky or otherwise not my type.

Until along came Wan, a slender, attractive lady in her late-20's. I invited her to sit with me, and as soon as I bought her a lady drink she slipped off her shirt to reveal very pretty breasts. Fondling ensued, as well as some of the most spine-tingling tongue kissing I could remember. The electricity extended to the room upstairs, where Wan showed off impressive BJ skills and flexibility. This was a session worth extending, and we ended up going two hours (B300 per hour for the room, B1,000 each hour for Wan), an ideal way to close out this Pattaya reprise.

[QUOTE=Frankypanky;2844515]Dude!

TF is the easiest way to get a fleelancer in your room! But, only AFTER 6 PM or 7 PM to be sure! Most of these girls sleep all day like vampires, bc they tend to wake up when the sun goes down, Hahahaha!

Please try again! And pick two or three girls, bc some 'need 1/2 hours to be ready' even if it's a 15 minute ride on the motobike-taxi.

Good Luck![/QUOTE]Ok. Thanks. This might be another factor because I am a mid afternoon tourist -and I wake up EARLY. So I will need to force myself to change.

Yeah I have had good luck in other countries online and my profile is very boring and same same but different. I'll be boots on the ground in a week!

[QUOTE=Explorer8939;2844264]Once you send them money for nothing, you're just an ATM with a cellphone.[/QUOTE]Once you pay a girl 2000 baht for LT at your home you are labelled as an ATM. What's the difference?

I'll refer to my younger days when I used to date strippers from where I'm from. The second you have given them $20 for a lap dance it becomes EXTREMELY difficult for them to see you as anything more than a customer. It was MUCH easier to date a stripper who I never spent a cent on. Not even buying them a drink while they were working.

[QUOTE=Explorer8939;2844268]
My advice: pay for services rendered, nothing more. Remember, there is no such thing as gratitude in Thailand, its an alien concept. "Jai dee" = " good heart" = "sucker".[/QUOTE]What about all the alcohol you buy your girls who drink at your place and pass out. Isn't that over and above paying for services rendered?

As someone else posted, you are only referring to Jai Dee from a bar perspective. Thai girls always want to help out other Thais in need. It's how they are brought up. They are extremely proud to be Jai Dee.

[QUOTE=Explorer8939;2844265]I know one lady who posts photos of herself (when she was 18) on Facebook, collects Facebook friends from lonely men (she has 5,000), and then sends messages to them claiming poverty and she just needs 1,000 baht for food. When she amasses 30,000 baht, she buys gold for her Thai boyfriend.[/QUOTE]We really must hobby in a totally different Thailand. Maybe a different scale of girl quality and earning capabilities? Higher end gogo girls vs Soi Pothole girls? Anyone else see a difference in girl quality and behavior?

[QUOTE=ChanChalupa;2844242]I've had regular s who I've seen many many times. Not once has anyone asked for money for Buffalo Medicine.[/QUOTE]EXACTLY! Let me guess none of these girls are from Soi Pothole!

[QUOTE=IbnButtita;2844532]For my last two days in Pattaya I decided to go all out in exploring the Gentleman's Clubs. [/QUOTE]Great series of posts. My plans for next time visiting Pattaya were also for the GCs that I've recently seen some you tube videos on, but haven't visited previously. Sounds like an even better experience than I'd imagined they'd be. Almost like a visit to Bogota's Santa Fe clubs without the feeling that I might get killed. Only thing that could make it better would be if Pattaya was 70 degrees F. LOL Big in Pattaya favor is Thai food and massages too. LOL I only wish I was going to get there sooner!

[QUOTE=BananaBoi;2844560]I'll refer to my younger days when I used to date strippers from where I'm from. The second you have given them $20 for a lap dance it becomes EXTREMELY difficult for them to see you as anything more than a customer. It was MUCH easier to date a stripper who I never spent a cent on. Not even buying them a drink while they were working.

What about all the alcohol you buy your girls who drink at your place and pass out. Isn't that over and above paying for services rendered?

As someone else posted, you are only referring to Jai Dee from a bar perspective. Thai girls always want to help out other Thais in need. It's how they are brought up. They are extremely proud to be Jai Dee.

We really must hobby in a totally different Thailand. Maybe a different scale of girl quality and earning capabilities? Higher end gogo girls vs Soi Pothole girls? Anyone else see a difference in girl quality and behavior?

EXACTLY! Let me guess none of these girls are from Soi Pothole![/QUOTE]You are thrashing around, trying to make a point about something.

Let me make it easy for you:

If a bargirl sends you a message with a sad story about needing money, the best response is no response. Once you respond, you will get more sadness. And if you send money, you get zero in return, and the bargirl will likely use the money for her gambling habit.

One lady I know racked up 2 million baht in gambling debts. Her Thai husband sold his farm to pay the debt. Once his money was gone, the bargirl left him for another man who has more cash.

As for "jai dee" among bargirls, nope. It's common for bargirls to borrow from other bargirls and never pay back.

I have 2 ladies sleeping next to me now. One is a borrower, the other is a lender. I guess the lender just accepted that she will never be paid back.

[QUOTE=MrEnternational;2844385]That is shocking. TF must be the easiest app to meet chicks (hookers and nonhookers) in the history of the internet. As the said, you need to have the premium first off. Most chicks message me first. If I message them first then I usually just say you cute or either reference something from one of their pictures. Then I ask what is their work and what soi they stay. Then I may say when I can see you. Then get their Line. I have noticed that most activity on TF is during the night and late night at that. Maybe 2 am. If you are putzing around on it during the day or early evening then my experience is not many chicks send likes or.

Respond at these times.[/QUOTE]Okay cool. Two comments about timing. And I am asleep at 2 AM. That must be the reason I suck at TF and I did have the premium paid version. I will simply change sleep patterns and message them at late night. Thanks!

[QUOTE=IbnButtita;2844521]I was winding up the night at Kink Agogo on LK Metro in early May, about midway through a 9-day Pattaya visit, the first I had been back in a decade. As I watched from upstairs the platform with the multi-girl lesbian tableau act descend to the ground floor, it occurred to me that this voyeur-ing was my most wholesome activity that day. Which makes the trip a success in my book, but my "want to have it all" mongering spirit makes me yearn for all the options that time and stamina made it impossible to pursue. Most of my past posts have been day-by-day accounts, but I'll put these trip reports together differently, by kind of venue, a bit like a certain Pattaya bar's discord site I had been devouring for weeks leading up to the trip, and since.[/QUOTE]All great reports. Thanks.

Excellent reports on Pattaya GCs.

My MO is similar, except I almost never use the onsite rooms, I take the ladies back to my place.

FYI, when a bargirl says she just came from Isaan, she might mean that she took a break from the bar to go home for a holiday, and literally just came back. But, I don't know "Ying" from Maggie Mays, so she either is using a new name, or is recently arrived.

BTW, there is no mamasan at Maggie Mays these days, one of the cashiers is sort of in charge.

My Thai girlfriend asked me to send her $1000 because the family buffalo is sick and the family is experiencing hard times. Should I send her the money?

[QUOTE=Turgid;2844722]My Thai girlfriend asked me to send her $1000 because the family buffalo is sick and the family is experiencing hard times. Should I send her the money?[/QUOTE]I don't see why not. Is there a difference in paying old ladies with teenage Sons who only see you as a payday.

My post about Mr sins was in real time. 3 hours later he still at it-. Total Bill must be approaching 1,000 USA Dollars.

[QUOTE=Turgid;2844722]My Thai girlfriend asked me to send her $1000 because the family buffalo is sick and the family is experiencing hard times. Should I send her the money?[/QUOTE]Wait till her grandads breath for the last time, so you can maximise the support with just one banking fee for three contributions at once. LOL.

[QUOTE=Turgid;2844722]My Thai girlfriend asked me to send her $1000 because the family buffalo is sick and the family is experiencing hard times. Should I send her the money?[/QUOTE]I thought all trolls are busy on facebook these days.