September Seoul: Day 1, Massage Parlor: Unseo right by Incheon Airport
My Seoul trip got off to a fast start, and a convenient one, as close as the first subway stop from Incheon airport. Rockit Reports had been a great resource for planning my trip, with a number of reports on anmas, red light districts, agencies, and general information that he put online from 2012 to recently. In one he described the Unseo neighborhood near Incheon airport, a several square block district of multi-story buildings with hotels, shops, and restaurants (I had one of my best meals of my trip in one place here). The subway got me to Unseo very quickly, and from the plaza in front of the station entrance I walked toward the buildings, making a left at the corner convenience store. Soon I was passing a building with prominent signs for Thai massage upstairs; I passed because I wanted to go local, and since I had read on the forum a report that most Thai places offered HJ endings at most (I never tried one to discover if that is true or not).
I crossed a street and the building on the next corner had a blow up barber pole, but I decided to wander around before settling on a place. I looked for places I had read about by name, and at the end of another long block and past a petrol station spotted one: Kings, on the second floor of a building; it looked very professional with images of women getting massages on the windows. Almost too legit looking, I feared. There was a one-block street perpendicular to Kings, and at the end, to the left a bit, was a building with signs for KTV and Sauna and a barber pole. Across the street from Kings were a couple of large buildings with massage signs, one in bright red with Japanese, English, and Korean, a promising sign. I went up to 3 F as advertised, and the place looked promising. But when the young guy at the counter showed me a menu with massage packages I asked which one included sex, and his reply was that they did not do that (I have my doubts). The building next door housing a massage place had unlit small barber poles on the corners, but the look of the second floor entrance, with pictures of kids and old people getting mud baths, put me off.
So I returned to the place with the big blow-up pole, and up on the third floor the place did fir my image of what I was looking for, dark with a heavy-set mamasan who let me in. When I asked for massage she instantly said "sexu" and wrote down 150,000 on a piece of paper. I paid up and she led me to one of a series of rooms with curtains on the entrance, not a good sign to my eyes. She instructed me to change into the boxers provided and had me put my valuables in a small locker in the room, and gave me the key on a wristband.
When a busty girl in her 20's appeared I felt more assured. She had me lie face down for a very brief back massage, and then led me through a small labyrinth of hallways to a shower room complete with table. This is where all the fun would take place, I realized. She undressed, revealing a very nice, large (Korean scale) set of tits, which made up for a somewhat plain face. She thoroughly soaped me up with lots of attention to my fun parts, and had me lie on the table where she performed a basic cat bath and gave me a (regrettably) covered blow job. Everything was rather mechanical and she didn't show any warmth, and maybe worse she wouldn't allow sucking of her fine tits. She rode me for a bit and I ultimately came while fucking her in missionary. I enjoyed the release to start off the trip, and as I made my way back to the subway and rode into Seoul, I did hope for better things to come over the next week. But as always the reconnaissance was part of the adventure, and it's good to know that if you've got even a relatively short layover at Incheon airport there is a mongering option at hand, with possibilities in Unseo (some of the places that didn't work for me might work for others).
September Seoul Day 2: Anma, Hera
Jet lag reared its ugly head and so I got a seriously late start on things on my second day in Seoul, leaving my hotel at around 5 PM. Staying near the Yeoksam subway station in Gangnam, I decided to try Hera, near Seolleung subway station. Forum directions were accurate; walk straight out of exit 2, walk a couple of blocks and make a left after the Kinkos. The Greco-Roman building did stand out, although the name on the sign now reads "Castle" (Hera is still written on the automatic glass doors). I got a warm welcome at reception, slipped into slippers, paid the 270,000 Won to the woman at the counter (that would be the standard Anma price on this trip), and was ushered downstairs.
The scene was cinematic: techno music pulsated in the red-lit basement hallway as I made my way through gauzy curtains and past bathrobe-clad young guys being kissed by hotties in lingerie. The girl I had been paired with, Wisu, met me at the door to her room. On the way downstairs the male staff employee had told me "young" while doing the international charades sign for big tits. Wisu was attractive with a nice set of augmented tits (it was a fine job and felt nice to hold, but I could tell they were fake), but she was not young, telling me herself that she was 30 years old.
She was quite friendly and we communicated fine despite the language barrier. We were clearly in a room where she stayed, as it had plenty of personal touches, and she gave me a personal touch after we stripped down and she soaped me up in the bathroom. A fine body slide followed, and her pointy nipples really felt great all over my body. After some BBBJ Wisu rinsed me off, we got dry, and headed onto the bed.
Here she took total control, having me lie down and sidelining my attempts to kiss her lips or body. She had her routine and she was going to stick to it. Not that it was bad, her uncovered blow job was quite nice, and we did get into a hot little 69 session. I also liked the fucking that followed, cycling through missionary, cowgirl, and doggy where I finished. Wisu cleaned me up and offered me some water and I was soon on my way. Wisu certainly had skills, but I still would have preferred something more free-form, not to mention one of the hot young things in the hallway.