Wanhua. Voluptuous, Vivacious, Vibrant Vietnamese Treat!
Voluptuous, Vivacious, Vibrant Vietnamese Treat!
Wanhua Doesn't Disappoint in the New Year!
Believe me, in every possible way, I tried to avoid going to Wanhua and opt for a better venue. But, the sheer convenience and variety would not allow me otherwise.
So, after performing my due-diligence via bike surveillance in the Wanhua / Longshan region, I noticed a few lookers on XiChang that I was aiming for. If not for the need to return the bike, (disadvantage of biking, you can only survey, and not secure the girl) I certainly would have opted for the only true spinner that the night possessed in the XiChang Market. Praying that the cutest girl in the entire area would wait for me, or somehow become invisible, or be turned down by every other monger, (praying also that they are all stricken blind for the next 10 minutes) and that I could carry her away to one of those deluxe Wanhua five star alley dungeon bedrooms.
So, upon returning the bike, there definitely is no harm in walking through the Diamond Building alleys, (or is there?) just to be further informed and to be satisfied that I am getting the "crme de la crme," that the night offers.
But, legend has it that: "No man has ever passed through the Diamond Building alleys, without being enticed to tarry there with one of its own. ".
(not really a bonafide "legend," but true in my experience).
The girls in those alleys feel more protected by being more secluded and will throw you some nice playful banter which is thoroughly welcomed. And, they play off of each other. More of a community spirit. (love me some giggly, silly, nonsensical girly banter).
But, I had plans for a few girls that I marked off in the XiChang Market. So, I passed them all by.
Except for the fact that a lone sparkly Vietnamese was atop the stairway flashing smiles, winking, giggling, flirting, so genuinely and delightfully.
I realized that my search was over. I just ain't makin' it back to the XiChang market, at least with any gas left in my tank.
Because, I was smitten; shot through the heart by Cupid's arrow, divested of any will to continue. Stopped dead in my tracks. My fate was determined for me. She just wanted my attention, and I was putty in her hands. Victimized by her charming demeanor. Mesmerized as I was, she could have led me into the very pits of fiery hell.
Walked the stairs, with her looking back at me, smiling, giggling, reassuring me, in case I decided not to close the deal. In the elevator, she shook her hips, used her ass to poke my crotch to see if I stiffened up, and she giggled when she struck wood. (Still in the elevator, mind you).
In the room, closed the door, like a bride and groom ready to copulate for the first time after a two year celibate engagement. We did some grinding with clothes on, and we both knew we were right for each other. Sparks were flying! Stripped down quickly with both of us panting, racing to see who can get naked first. She won! And, What a sight!
Jeeez Louise!
Down to bare skin, standing, grinding, grabbing, hugging, trying our damndest to literally infiltrate each other others' entire body. An impossible task, yet one that forever is played out by lustfully excited happy horny couples.
She was medium height, beautiful skin, late 20's, 1000% natural. Lovely breasts and nice thick hips that begged to be grabbed, squeezed and lightly slapped, spread wide open, and losing my hands the huge valley nestled between her beautifully rounded mounds of sweet derrire firm flesh. She loved having her breasts mauled, squeezed, sucked and kissed. Overall, a gorgeous, tight, irresistible figure.
Finally made it to the bed, and we enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed each other. She could never be more accommodating. We went the distance for about 25 minutes, and it got hotter and hotter and hotter in every position. She never limited me. We sped up and slowed down to a slow grind, and into neutral, just to appreciate the glory of the union and appreciation of each other with no movement while fully penetrated, before picking up the pace again and continuing our fast, fun grinding.
Her face was not a classic beauty by any stretch of the imagination. But, who cares? She was a common, sweet, kind, considerate, over-sexed workhorse with a luscious, durable body built for pounding. I like those kinds of girls. No conceit. They lay it all on the line.
From start to finish, a wonderful experience. The standard 1. 5. And, worth every penny. Blew away my blues. We both parted ways, promising to do it all over again, a hug and a kiss. Super nice girl!
After which, I enjoyed some "you-pick-it" cafeteria-style food which was cheap and delightful. But, they burned the red bean dessert soup. But, still good. Had seconds on the burnt red bean soup. I guess, really, no different than roasted coffee beans. Anyway, anything tastes great after that delicious Vietnamese treat!