An hour! And multiple times
[QUOTE=KapnAmerica;2902830]*On March 13,2024, in a land far, far away. *.
I arrived in Thailand after an abysmal experience in Korea, determined to put all the money I had saved in Seoul to good use on the streets of Bangkok. After a long train ride into the heart of the city, I took a shower and got spiffed up for what was sure to be a night of shameless debauchery.
I made a beeline for Soi Cowboy and arrived around 7 pm My disappointing experience in Korea had left me on the cusp of sexual starvation. Now I was at the buffet, and it was time to eat.
I ducked in and out of a couple of go-go bars on the strip, extracting myself as politely as possible without buying a drink after not liking what I saw on stage. In the third bar (I don't recall the name, it was near the east end), about a dozen girls were dancing enthusiastically on stage, so I sat down for a drink. One had a cute face, nice little bubble butt, a few tattoos in the right places, and was the most energetic dancer. She seemed to me to clearly be the pick of the litter, so I had the hostess bring her over to me for a lady drink. 21 years old, very shy and innocent personality. She was an oasis in the desert to me after Seoul, so it didn't take much for me to bar fine her. 4,000 baht was the price for 2 hours back at my room (1 k for bar, 3 k for her). I should have haggled, but I knew I would give in to whatever she demanded anyway and preferred to spare myself the humiliation.
Back at the hotel, she gave very half-hearted oral for about a minute and a half and then looked up at me in defeat. She was bad at it, she informed me, as if I couldn't tell. I offered to help her improve her skills, but it really wasn't a problem for me. I had other plans for this girl. I was lion who hadn't tasted meat for weeks, and she was a gazelle lying helplessly beneath my paw.
She let out a few soft moans and the occasional squeal as I intensely pounded her pussy in the missionary position. Once she was nice and creamy, I flipped her over and enjoyed her doggystyle, running my hands over her back tattoos as her cute little bubble butt slapped against my waist and thighs. We f*cked for well over an hour but I don't think she came even once. I was a tad disappointed, but not surprised as the young ones rarely do in my experience. As I was flipping her over to ride me, I saw we had a problem. There was blood on my condom. My pent up passion had summoned Aunt Flo.
This normally would not be the end of things, except for the fact that she could not give head, and there was zero chance of her getting me off with her mouth. So I didn't even suggest continuing. I offered to pay her half under the circumstances. She asked for 2 k with pleading eyes, and I couldn't say no to that, especially after the brutal pounding she had just endured. So, total damage done was 3 k, but I still hadn't blown my load.
Another quick shower and then it was time to try my luck on the street. I strolled briskly down Sukhumvit Road looking for my next mistake. It was a Wednesday night but the stretch between Nana and Soi Cowboy was loaded with women. Or at least people who looked like women. I would estimate at least 70-80 workers on that stretch a little after 10 pm. Most were probably lady boys but it's very hard for me to tell. I took a few numbers as I went along, making sure to ask each of them to confirm they were female. That is never something you can assume in Bangkok.
I didn't see any especially enticing options, but I was actually looking for one woman in particular. A Thai lady in her late 30's who goes by the name of "Ja. " Some of you on here may know who I am talking about. Charges 2 k for an hour, strictly requires payment in advance, and will not give out her number. She stands on the street in front of the Westin wearing a face mask on most nights. Super professional and hands down the tightest pussy I've come across. Just thinking about having her bent over in front of me makes me shudder.
Anyway, I didn't see Ja by the Westin, so I walk back toward the hotel and wind up at a go-go bar in Nana Plaza. As soon as I sit down, a slender Thai vixen pounces upon me like a mountain lion ambushing her prey. She is the Thai version of Jessica Simpson in the "These Boots Are Made For Walkin'" music video. Wearing nothing but a string bikini, she grinds her crotch rhythmically on my thigh with her be-cup chest in my face. I wrap my hand around her waist as my bulge starts to grow. It's been a while since I've come, and I'm literally throbbing with desire. It doesn't take her long to figure that out. She reaches down and gropes my crotch in an urgent way that immediately tells me she's as horny as I am. "Mhmm, I like you a lot," she coos as my manhood strains against her kneading fingers. This eastern tigress then flickers her tongue devilishly inside my ear and my arm shoots to the sky. "Check please!
Back at my hotel, we proceed to have what might have been the best sex of my life so far. This was not an emotionally sterile transaction between a professional and a client, as had invariably been my experience with Thai working girls to this point. It was a untamed release of mutual carnal lust and desire. It was a clear-everything-off-the-table.
I-need-you-right-here-and-now type of sex that you only see depicted in the crescendo scene of a movie after the sexual tension has built to a point that it could no longer be contained.
There was no talk of money, time, or boundaries. On our walk to the hotel, I kissed her passionately on the lips and she returned the kiss like she had never wanted anything more in this world. Once alone in the room, we ripped each other's clothes off and stumbled into the shower. She promptly dropped to her knees and inhaled my throbbing rod as the water poured over our bodies. "Is this heaven?" I thought to myself, as my head slumped back and I let out a deep groan. "No," said the character from Field of Dreams. "This is Thailand. ".
After drying off, the action moved to the bed where I was able to get up close and personal with the most picturesque clean shaven pussy I can remember laying eyes on. I was tempted to service her without protection, as she had done for me, but I came to my senses just in time and used a dental dam. This beautiful lady writhed and cried out in pleasure as my mouth worshipped her pussy for a solid 30 minutes. I was determined to generously reward her for saving me from another night of disappointment. And so with my hands cupped around her breasts and my mouth over her clit, my tongue lapped and swirled on her pussy until she was dripping wet and shaking with pleasure.
Next it was time for the main course. My balls tensed as I pulled on a condom and entered her tight but soaking wet pussy. I am certain she would not have protested in the least if I had taken her raw, but I always err on the side of safety in these situations.
Although usually that amount of wetness would have made it hard to generate any friction, she was so tight that it only helped my cock to glide smoothly in and out. After just a few strokes, I knew her body was at my mercy. She screamed like a banshee as I plowed her in both missionary and doggystyle. For 45 minutes, I never let up. I covered her neck with kisses and our tongues danced inside each other's mouths. Her fingernails dug into my back as orgasm after orgasm rippled through her body. She whined, she begged, she cursed. Mostly in English. And this woman was loud enough that the entire hotel, hell maybe the entire city, knew what was happening.
As I write this report, smitten with the memory of that glorious night, I have two fine bruises on my shoulder in the shape of her mouth. I usually prefer to finish in doggystyle, but her pussy was such a perfectly snug fit for my cock that I couldn't resist busting inside her with her legs wrapped around my waist. After blowing my load, I collapsed into her arms, both of us drenched with sweat. It was a euphoric experience I will not soon forget.
Even with the deed done, she didn't ask for payment. Instead, I made the first move and gave her the 3 k I owed her. But rather than part, we layed in bed and talked for a while. Not too many personal details. She was in her mid-30's as it turned out but had ten times the energy of the 21-year-old I'd had earlier that night. She suggested we take a trip somewhere like Phuket in the future. I got her number. Then we went out together to another go-go bar where she used to work from 1-2 am, where I spent another 760 baht buying drinks for her and her friends that worked there. After the bar closed, she had to go home with one of the mamasans at the bar who she carpooled with. I kissed her goodnight and told her I would see her again the following night.
Bottom line: this woman was everything I was hoping to find in Thailand and more. Definitely the best 5 k baht (drinks included) I've ever spent.
However, the night was still not over.[/QUOTE].
