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  1. #20

    Epilogue

    So I ended my BJG short 3 night adventure with substantially more than I expected given that I was only part time mongering. But with that time I mongered better and more than I’ve done before fulltime in a week. Definitely a case of quality over quantity. Although, the BBS did offer quantity if I wanted it but I just wasn’t that into it. Why eat scraps when you have a place at the banquet table?

    In helping the trip become such a welcome surprise and joy I wish to graciously acknowledge the following:-
    1) Bad Boy Billy (an expert and connoisseur of fine women – they all love you deeply)
    2) Chef Type (cool to meet, share a drink – keep up the good work, gal variety & come down South before going to meet your maker)
    3) Sammy T (for the advice, confirmation & goodwill – hope to meet up next time)
    4) Andreas Wang (for the welcome & goodwill – hope the house move went well & hope to meet up next time)

    But in summary, I was ultra violated, invaded and overrun by Mongolia. It is that simple.

    BBS was located at #2, Yanjing Dong Li off Chao Yang Lu. Just tell them Xiao Xiong sent you.

    \Wapec

  2. #19

    29th September

    Woke up at twelve spent the day with non-monger friends and their family. Was texted at 3 pm by another recommended Mongolian. After the last experience I was hungry for more. Again for the purposes of the rest of this post I shall protect the guilty to shield the innocent as discretion was requested by a Senior Member who shared the provider’s details.

    I will call her Russian Rabbit (RR) and she was coming back from a visit to the countryside arriving in BJG at 10pm. I knew my day was going to be hanging out with friends and wouldn’t be available until later anyway and asked RR to keep in touch when I really knew I wanted to meet up. 7pm I sent a proposal for the evening with pricing & timing details. RmB 900 for 4 hours at night with the option of staying at her choice but that I had to leave for the airport at 8am the next day. “OK” was the reply. Man she stayed the whole night !!!

    Did another at the bbs around 8pm just to limber up before heading out into the night. Gal from the suburbs of BJG who moonlighted at the bbs for some extra cash, spending money for those finer things in life a young woman yearns for. Well why not ? I know gals in Germany who game to support a Gucci lifestyle why not BJG too. Strainght forward rental agreement with service delivered matter of factly to specification. Job done, time to mosey on, thank her, clean up, and onto the next for the night.

    Rang Chef Type around 9pm and decided to hook up at the Lido. Guess where ? Duh, you got it and if you don’t know then you’re reading the wrong thread ! Walked in and the memories came flooding back of times long since gone by when I used to live in BJG. Anyway, identified Chef Type immediately, kept a respectful distance as he was molesting a cute Shanghai h.o.o.k.e.r (meant l.o.o.k.e.r)and eventually we had a drink and catch up. Good guy and had a great time on the Olympics. An experience for life ! Was kindly introduced to his rodeo partner of the night before. A multi orgasmic Mongolian and a super hot looker with a rock solid bod. Chef Type’s comment sums it up “I would sell everything, move to Ulan Batur, shovel shit for the rest of my life if I came home every night to be fucked senseless by her”. I certainly can see where the sentiment comes from except maybe I’d prefer to be fucked by a different more erogenous woman each night. Chef Type’s experience runs the gamut and he has certainly got around in less than a year. Hats off to you dude and long may it continue. Heed my words and come down South for the 600-700 gal KTV setup in CP, or the Sauna scene in Zhu Hai, or the BBS square in SZ where I am writing this in between scores. Man all I have to do is walk around the corner and choose from multiple line ups. Its like shooting fish in a barrel and if a butt ugly old wanker (I have it from multiple good sources that is a fair description of me – SEAJ can you please stop calling me Super Wanker in public it doesn’t help my self esteem) like me can do it then the world is your oyster.

    Chef Type wandered off around 11pm and I chased my gal up who arrived about 11:30pm. Pleasantly surprised we wandered to my hotel pretty sprightly as I have my needs. It was immediately obvious this was a different kettle of fish. Younger at 22 years, sweeter in disposition, softer, gorgeous long hair down to her ass (my weakness in women is round faces and long hair) and able to immediately put one at ease.

    Arrived at mid-night and we spent five glorious hours making love. Yes it was love. Popped only once but had no problem keeping it up all five hours. Only difference between this bundle of sweetness and a girlfriend or wife was the 0.03 condom I wore. She got wet naturally, stayed wet naturally, we talked, we fucked, we sat there with me inside her joking and laughing, I held her ample breasts (it must be Mongolian yak milk but they all seem to have large natural soft boobs), sucked her nipples, played with my balls, sucked my nipples, swapped stories, I massaged her, and she massaged me. In short, I was in love with her, she was in love with me, we made love together under the stars in the Temple of Heaven. Tantric tingles of sheer bliss. Completely, different experience to Lady Madonna but no less magical. We couldn’t believe we spent five hours getting so into each other – RR & I – that we only had two hours sleep. All this gfe from a lady that had just come back from the countryside.

    As I went to the airport received a text from her “Thank you!”. How many times does one get a text from a gal saying “thank you” ? I am no tycoon but I felt like a million bucks of raw studness after BJG and LM & RR.

    \Wapec

  3. #18

    29th September

    Woke up at twelve spent the day with non-monger friends and their family. Was texted at 3 pm by another recommended Mongolian. After the last experience I was hungry for more. Again for the purposes of the rest of this post I shall protect the guilty to shield the innocent as discretion was requested by a Senior Member who shared the provider’s details.

    I will call her Russian Rabbit (RR) and she was coming back from a visit to the countryside arriving in BJG at 10pm. I knew my day was going to be hanging out with friends and wouldn’t be available until later anyway and asked RR to keep in touch when I really knew I wanted to meet up. 7pm I sent a proposal for the evening with pricing & timing details. RmB 900 for 4 hours at night with the option of staying at her choice but that I had to leave for the airport at 8am the next day. “OK” was the reply. Man she stayed the whole night !!!

    Did another at the bbs around 8pm just to limber up before heading out into the night. Gal from the suburbs of BJG who moonlighted at the bbs for some extra cash, spending money for those finer things in life a young woman yearns for. Well why not ? I know gals in Germany who game to support a Gucci lifestyle why not BJG too. Strainght forward rental agreement with service delivered matter of factly to specification. Job done, time to mosey on, thank her, clean up, and onto the next for the night.

    Rang Chef Type around 9pm and decided to hook up at the Lido. Guess where ? Duh, you got it and if you don’t know then you’re reading the wrong thread ! Walked in and the memories came flooding back of times long since gone by when I used to live in BJG. Anyway, identified Chef Type immediately, kept a respectful distance as he was molesting a cute Shanghai h.o.o.k.e.r (meant l.o.o.k.e.r)and eventually we had a drink and catch up. Good guy and had a great time on the Olympics. An experience for life ! Was kindly introduced to his rodeo partner of the night before. A multi orgasmic Mongolian and a super hot looker with a rock solid bod. Chef Type’s comment sums it up “I would sell everything, move to Ulan Batur, shovel shit for the rest of my life if I came home every night to be fucked senseless by her”. I certainly can see where the sentiment comes from except maybe I’d prefer to be fucked by a different more erogenous woman each night. Chef Type’s experience runs the gamut and he has certainly got around in less than a year. Hats off to you dude and long may it continue. Heed my words and come down South for the 600-700 gal KTV setup in CP, or the Sauna scene in Zhu Hai, or the BBS square in SZ where I am writing this in between scores. Man all I have to do is walk around the corner and choose from multiple line ups. Its like shooting fish in a barrel and if a butt ugly old wanker (I have it from multiple good sources that is a fair description of me – SEAJ can you please stop calling me Super Wanker in public it doesn’t help my self esteem) like me can do it then the world is your oyster.

    Chef Type wandered off around 11pm and I chased my gal up who arrived about 11:30pm. Pleasantly surprised we wandered to my hotel pretty sprightly as I have my needs. It was immediately obvious this was a different kettle of fish. Younger at 22 years, sweeter in disposition, softer, gorgeous long hair down to her ass (my weakness in women is round faces and long hair) and able to immediately put one at ease.

    Arrived at mid-night and we spent five glorious hours making love. Yes it was love. Popped only once but had no problem keeping it up all five hours. Only difference between this bundle of sweetness and a girlfriend or wife was the 0.03 condom I wore. She got wet naturally, stayed wet naturally, we talked, we fucked, we sat there with me inside her joking and laughing, I held her ample breasts (it must be Mongolian yak milk but they all seem to have large natural soft boobs), sucked her nipples, played with my balls, sucked my nipples, swapped stories, I massaged her, and she massaged me. In short, I was in love with her, she was in love with me, we made love together under the stars in the Temple of Heaven. Tantric tingles of sheer bliss. Completely, different experience to Lady Madonna but no less magical. We couldn’t believe we spent five hours getting so into each other – RR & I – that we only had two hours sleep. All this gfe from a lady that had just come back from the countryside.

    As I went to the airport received a text from her “Thank you!”. How many times does one get a text from a gal saying “thank you” ? I am no tycoon but I felt like a million bucks of raw studness after BJG and LM & RR.

  4. #17

    28th September

    Woke up after mid-day as I am want to with a hunger and a woodie as I too am want to. Lucky me I came prepared with references for just such an emergency. Quick scan through my notebook find the number of a well respected Mongolian provider. For the purposes of the rest of this post I shall protect the guilty to shield the innocent as discretion was requested by a protective Senior Member who shared the details.

    For those that just want the summary version of what follows, I’ll describe it succinctly for you: RAMPANT PROFESSIONAL DEVASTED UNSUSPECTING MALE COCK IN EVERY ORIFICE and I WAS MADE TO FEEL LIKE A TOTAL “PETER NORTH” PORN STAR. It was truly outstanding and I have been around.

    I rang Lady Madonna (LM), who later described herself a lady by day and a naughty girl by night – wet dream time even if was an act I was a captive audience, to around 1pm for a chat and to make arrangements to meet up. She asked when and I asked did I sound like somebody wanting to waste time. “Really now so early !”. We meet at Jia Li Zhong Xin (Kerry Centre) for a coffee and a 30 minute ride took her almost 1 hour. Did I have my doubts ? Yes, but the meet was also to check out the merchandise : balls for fucking and brains for thinking.

    Imagine if you will a 5 foot 8 or 9 inch Mongolian in a one piece grey body hugging suit, curves everywhere a woman should have them and a shaven raven (obviously I found this out later). A little made up, north of twenty five but south of the thirty year border, dyed auburn hair done up in a bun, but confident as hell straight off the bat. I knew this was going to be an interesting encounter of the extra-teresterial kind I offered to buy a coffee and as I went to get it popped a Vitamin C as the decision she was a keeper was made. Anyway……off we went to my hotel for what the French delightfully describe as some afternoon delight or is it love in the afternoon ? Who cares so long as it involves a pussy, a cock and at least one hole. Rmb 700 for 3 hours as I had a 6pm appointment for dinner.

    Once in the room as I close the door she pins me to the door (big gal at 5’ 8” and only a fool would wrestle with a Mongolian) and starts kissing me. A tongue tonsil lashing and a half later with my trousers down around my ankles we move to the bedroom where she strips not standing on the bed but bouncing on it like a trampoline artist. I am defenseless and in a place that I wasn’t expecting to be but have been before a long while ago when a younger less defenseless man. Its mind boggling having an Asian or Central Asian doing this in bloody good English ; I am used to speaking Chinese while I screw in Asia and the feeling is surreal. I like it, do it some more

    We head to the shower. Wash together where she pays special attention to didi or should I say she hoisted the Jolly Roger! And at attention he did stay. Oh how I love it when a plan comes together A Team. Back to the French sayings …….. and so to bed.

    French kissing, cock swallowing (I mean the whole god damn shaft & sack, deep throated down beyond my nut bag not any of this prissy licking the tip shit; question: is there anything like the feeling of a wanton woman’s mouth on a freshly shaven dick and pouch? ), ball bag milking and milking is the word I intend to use, respect it because it was chosen purposely (this must be how cows feel when their udders are hand squeezed to release and like the Lord said as he sat back on the seventh day “it was good”; sorry but the heavenly reference was most certainly justified), nipple twinging and so to the main event. Popped on the chapeau, she jumped on top, and rode me side saddle, full saddle, half saddle, reverse saddle both with and without stirrups for about twenty minutes (well it was five songs on my mp3 player who makes love without music ?), before dismounting and removing Fenchie and attaching herself like a limpet to my throbbing Robin again for a full 45 minutes for uninterrupted oral fixation. Shakira I’ll eat your pussy out babe. What blew my mind even more than the action itself was that each step of the way she was asking questions, guiding and adjusting her technique based on my input – she was dedicated to my pleasure, my needs, my erection ermmmn I meant direction. A total consummate professional ! Previously, I’ve only ever had this level of attention and service in Germany and Switzerland. What a find !!!

    Suck the shaft hard, play softly with the tip and milk my ball sack like you did before only more, more, more, more yeah baby yeah. I’m a sexy fat bastard ugly old fart. LM you ring my bell. A full 45 minutes of limpet cock attachment uninterrupted attention, standing, lying down, on top, kneeling over her head, 69 fingering her snatch, squeezing my tip trying to insert her nipples into the penis hole …… Wowser wowser! As I was holding onto the headboard thrusting into her mouth I started cumming, she took it in her mouth and withdrew as was still squirting and guided the jizz over her face, down to her navel while wanking me dry bone dry, dry, dry, dry, dry.

    Wait for it its not over yet! AND THEN SHE STARTED MASSAGING MY SPUNK INTO HER SKIN, LICKING IT OFF HER FACE, WIPING HER CHEST, MASSAGING HER BREASTS AND WHIPPING IT UP INTO A CREAM ON HER FLAT TIGHT STOMACH SAYING “ITS WHITE AND CREAMY VERY HEALTHY”.

    LM baby you’ve just wrapped me up in health, wealth and happiness. I felt like a total porn star watching her rub it in, massage my nut bag with my own spunk and lick it clean. Oh LM you are indeed a very naughty sexy girl and you even ask me how to make it better. Never before in Asia …… BBBJ in BJG ….. HEAVEN !!! Spank me and yes she did even though it was only a joke – what the hell go with it, my fantasy & if you’re reading this far you really wish it was you. Next “When can you go again ?”. Oh shit there is more almost 2 hours more.

    Quick clean up and back to bed for the marathon. Need to refill so I take out the baby oil and start massaging her front and back, head to toe and in between the toes. Jolly Roger awakes and joins in with the massaging. In particular, between her perky mounds with their pea sized pinnacles. No rush this was to give me a rest and keep her from losing interest. Great thing about oiling a “bai hu” gal is that its silky smooth. Keeping to the area I started paying special attention to her lips, labia and slit but gently and unhurriedly as there was plenty of time. Jez, she spread out into a glorious butterfly and had no problem with me inspecting up close and personal. I broke one of my cardinal rules and starting eating her out. I just couldn’t help myself I am a PORN STAR no longer a mere mortal. Munching, brunching while fingering both her holes and then two, then three, then four into her pussy. Squelching sounds of oil and LM naughty sexy girl juices mingling freely together ……. Slurpies there too. Out of this world !

    She squirms giving directions, what to do, where to go, how much pressure to apply, when to be soft and gentle. She knows what she wants and I want her to want it. She shudders she shakes she quakes the earth moves. My hands are tired but do I care NOT ONE GOD DAMN BIT.

    Around she swings and starts licking my cock again. Nothing like the feeling of a woman’s tongue and mouth on a newly shaven ball sack. Did I say that ? Well its worth saying again. Ho ho ho Santa is coming to town ! I get hard slowly but surely but confidently and she states matter of factly time for a new position – HER ASS. Well I stiffened with pride. Lucky with all the oil around I had brought some poly rubbers and its for situations like this that they come in handy. Her hole was softened up by the fingering but I decided to put my thumb into it just to be sure. She groaned and she relaxed her muscles enough to try an entry. Sur le chapeau et sous la cul de sac. I positioned myself a little hesitatingly tip to hole and she moved back and up. Slowly but firmly! Slowly caressing the dome, working her muscles until she was ready to push in my hat. Holding my shaft she jerked (yes she did she devastated me in every way) my dick in and out as she tensed up and those muscles gripping my cock, squeezing, contracting and relaxing. Priceless. Then suddenly she relaxed and gaped wide. The feeling of standing over her shafting into the deep abyss and coming back was splendid. Not my first time. Still nevertheless just as enjoyable as the first time. Personally, I don’t see much use in thrusting into an ass once the muscles have relaxed except for the visual stimulation. It’s the feeling of relaxing the muscles that makes anal feel different and so rewarding to me. So not to waste all that tension as I was building up to explode I withdrew switched cover and went into the pussy doggy style as she pushed her lips close around my cock with her fingers and her other hand scratch behind my nuts to my hole. I came again in wave of energy that engulfed my dick, hips, buttocks, arms, legs, knees, toes and the hairs on the back of my neck. It may have been 16 degrees outside but it was an inferno inside. LM was and is one of the hottest women I have ever had the pleasure and honour to be done by. In all humility, I cannot justly say I did her she did me & Could have wrapped me around her little finger. We lay on the bed catching our breath and she still was playing with me limp as I was.

    Sometimes its not the quantity its the quality. This was one of those times I was violated by a Mongolian warrior and it was sublime to submit to her rule. My Queen, my Princess, my Ruler !!!

    Washed up we dashed for taxi’s and went our separate ways. I met a friend for dinner and caught up on old times. Wandered back to the hotel around eleven. Tried to wind down but events of the afternoon filled my mind. Thought I’d whack off to relieve the monotony. I thought to myself what the fuck that is not what I am in China to do in my spare time. Shucks I can do that at home anytime. Got dressed, pulled on my shoes and went down the street to the barbershop of the night before. Pretty full house and word had got around about me from the night before ie: wasn’t off his rocker and didn’t have an 18 inch stumpie (5’ 7” and 8 inches lol). There was more interest and less trepidation than previously. I announced that I wanted to do a couple short time short shift RmB 200 per pop and whoever was interested should step forward for potential selection. Had four candidates and asked the first one to lead the way. Did the first tall lanky gal from Shenyang missionary style afterwards went next door (to a restraint China is one of the World’s great civilizations for a reason) for a rest and some soup saying that I’d be back and was there anything they wanted me to bring back ; chilled out with a warm soup and put in the gals order when ready I went back next door and did a feisty second from Tianjin on top, on her side, some hand to mouth which she was clearly unused to I bobbed her head and hair back and forth in a tempoed rhythm before a doggy to finish off. Felt sorry for the second one as I was tired and it took an extra pounding for me to relieve myself. Eeked out a semi-pea sized droplet that counts as half a pop with twice the effort. But damn it it was on my nickel and she consented. I had to disappoint the rest and tell them that I hadn’t anything left after two and half hours with breaks, soup, tea and chatting. Then I hung out a bit with these tough, brawny, gutsy gals that make up the backbone of China but simple folk with simple ways and lives. Nice to spend time with them and nice for them to share themselves with me with enthusiasm and gusto. They were glad the Olympics were over so they could get back to business and prepare for the coming winter.


    \Wapec
    Off to bed at 3am and 29th September, my last day in BJG.

  5. #16

    27th September

    big up ye all. came to the big smoke from down south for some personal matters and a bit of slap and tickle on the side. on the plane was sitting beside a nice petite cutie who was on the inside by the window. bingo sometimes you are lucky. she was having trouble with her hand luggage and being all “i’m so helpless”. big strong laowai i helped her with the luggage and offered a smile. not a wink of recognition. anyway tried chatting with her in english and got the cold shoulder with chinese replies so i just switched language. yup the best battle is the one you don’t fight.

    turns out she is an auditor at a chinese bank on a southern visit one week into a 3 month long engagement. doesn’t know anybody in town and can’t socialize with folks from work because of her role. read “i am all alone in a strange city with no friends and nobody to go out with” also read “come to papa”. i say nothing but sympathize saying it takes time to settle in and find your feet and there are lots of nice things to do on weekends, museums and a very cultural scene when you get to know it. i ask her what things she likes to do – watch theatre and movies – hey hey i am not too far wrong assessing this one as a little high brow wannabe. she is from hangzhou so i say a few nice words about ho beautiful the city is, expensive the real estate is, lovely the lake is, ho pleasant it is sit by the lake in the evening to watch the sunset and sip good green tea infusions, and how chinese poetry alludes to the deep beauty and sensitivity of hangzhou ladies. she is impressed this geezer knows a bit about her neck of the woods. she is getting warmed up now and starts asking about me. it goes on for the rest of the flight and is a pleasant way to pass the time. turns out she works in bjg at hq, is going back home for two days the golden week, and isn’t that fond of bjg even though she has lived there for five years.

    plane lands. i help her again with her hand luggage. i ask her name. she asks me for a pen and paper. double bingo!! writes her name, email and asks me to chat online. i go on my merry way. nice low key start to my re-entry into the hidden kingdom. what would es do now in this situation ?

    negotiate the public bus into chaoyangmen, switch to a taxi and head down chaoyang lu looking for a hotel that i’ve never been to and was booked by friends. i do so love doing things the chinese way. my friends and i go back a long way and have done our own long march in a slave driving company so i have complete faith in them. find my hotel, quickly get to my room which is a top floor suite of four rooms and a bathroom for rmb280 per night. special rate negotiated by my guanxi partners. unpack, tidy up, make a few calls, login, fire up tor and click isg. yes yes yes i can surf to the page and login and bypass the filter. don’t wanna waste the access so i switch off tor and go to my email account. send my travel companion an email saying how nice it was to meet her, chat and pass the time away on the plane. it made for a nice start to my holiday, i too was worried that i would feel alone in bjg (yeah right i’ve got two mongolian’s lined up, bbs directions from the thread and sms’ed half the senior isg bjg membership on the bus on the way into the city centre) and that i felt heartened by speaking to a nice, friendly & attractive bjg dweller. that is one less thing for me to do

    time to go out and look around the locality. my toothpaste, baby oil, massage oil and chocolate sauce (again, yes guys, i never learn) were confirep001ed at customs because they were all more than 100ml. damn the taleban have a jihad on my didi’s adventures. walking down a side street from my hotel i find a local convenience store and get some toothpaste, snacks and drinks. ask the cashier what’s good in the neighbourhood and get the low down on some restaurants and markets within walking distance. i leave and continue wandering down the street. cross onto a main road and keep going. on the other side pass by a barbershop with two gals inside and no sign of any hair cutting chairs. hmmn …… make a mental note to check back later at night. next a jaozi shop that’s breakfast covered. hou gou tavern which was mentioned as good just a few minutes ago when buying toothpaste. and directly opposite a sex shop. ahhhh this is the bjg that i remember from my working days here and how i so missed you. bjg you’re a lady and lovely waters can lisp up to my shore.

    on my way back get a call from the esteemed seaj down south. the man bagged 5 pops from 4 gals and he isn’t even fulltime mongering. damn, he has a head start and game on for the pussy. i’ll have my balls busy catching up or i am sure gonna have fun catching up. seaj its not the size of the ocean but how good you are when the waves are in motion that matters.

    back to the hotel. quickly login for a quick surf and to check my notes for that evening’s activities. saw i had an email and the travel companion had answered my email asking if i’d like to meet up for dinner and to call her. well i figure if i go from being a stranger to getting an email to getting her phone number then i’d be a fool to leave it pass by. arrangements on where and how to meet are agreed. i freshen up, hop in a cab, give directions and send sms’s to my mongolian horde to see if they are in town and alert. shasam they both reply back in a jiffy. town must be quiet and they are eager with beaver to please. i pass on my regards, let them know i am about and we should meet up. check out availability and say i’ll get back with firmer arrangements. nice polite ladies, not pushy or cheeky and they both leave a good impression. the isg member concerned please take note that i respect your trust and set out to treat them well. ping a message to sammy t, andreas wang and chef type. sammy & andreas offer advice but are on a curfew but chef type may be up later for a chat and tour of duty. mental note to check back later as he has two mongolians lined up and i may take one of them off his hands onto my dick.

    meet with travel gal at the restaurant and have a nice civilised evening. house specialty is hangzhou food so she orders. not bad ! but then again so long as its cooked i’ll eat almost (that the qualification is important in china) anything so long as its cooked. finished about 10pm and went to a coffee shop near where she lives to talk some more. nice touch in the shop is they had snug corner seats which encourage couples to be closer together. it was pleasant and a nice way to spend more time. i had to keep reminding myself this was a potential freebie. when i was talking to her, looking occasionally into her eyes but thinking about her pair of pearl mounds under her blouse. anyway, i gave her my home phone number and we agreed to meet up when is back at work in my home town. i walked her home, compliment her on being an interesting and charming companion over dinner and looked forward to seeing her again as i kissed her gently on the cheek. she didn’t flinch j well what the hell ! i won’t be able to monger until the end of the year so if i get the chance of some regular freebie pussy on tap for a couple of months until then why not pursue ? could i have gone for an overnight opportunity ? maybe but high risk and if successful no guarantee it would be repeatable. odds favour that i wait until she is more vulnerable, isolated and lonely on my patch of turf.

    walking away i text chef type. i text again….. no reply. such is life & hope is doing it well with a broad grinning smile ! turns out the man ended up doing a double. instead of keeping one warm for me he decides to warm them both up for himself. i admire his priorities & have to admit i’d probably do the same. i’ll let chef type share his one man two gal vodka induced rodeo. good on ya dude ……


    get my taxi to drop me back near my hotel and i go check out the barbershop i saw earlier. now there are six gals, all nubile with some quite good lookers. go figure what gives ? only way to figure is go in & check it out first hand. enter and sitting down i ask how is going ? what are they up to ? why open so late ? anyway, as expected there are opportunities although they’re a bit ambiguous explaining. i go in slow to suss things out and ask a tall one if “xiao bei” is one the menu. she shyly nods yes so i ask how much ? she looks like a startled deer in the headlamps and her friends jump in with rmb 200. unfazed i inform them i’m a “yadse” quality catch and should be charging them. we quickly step back assessing the landscape and i volunteer rmb100 saying “wo bu shi xin shou”. deal is closed and off we go into the back. she switches on a dim light, warms her hands after i ask her to wash them, i feel her breasts through her top and unhook her bra in back, i take out a wet wipe to clean myself, lay back as my fly is opened and away we go. she is gentle to start but strokes up a storm. she tries to rush it but i manage the rhythm and she realizes this will go at my speed or take her forever. she complies. hands all over her and cusping her right nipple in my mouth i release a long stream jizz. it just keeps on coming as its been 3 weeks since my last wank so the bilges were bunged up waiting to be cleared. she was a trooper though and deflected the jizz stream with her hand. otherwise, it probably would have gone everywhere ! i hand her a wet wipe and i get one for myself. she comments on how much there is and i compliment her on making me so excited with a good rhythm and attitude. she smiles and is happy with herself. how youth has so little worries and i think how sometimes youth is wasted on the young. but i am happy bunny, pay up and go my merry way. checked if “da bei” was on the menu and if i am about late again know where to go.

    dog tired i go to sleep immediately waking up after midday on the 28th. more news soon on the adventures of the 28th september.

    \wapec

  6. #15
    Quote Originally Posted by Ragnarok42
    What does it mean when you have sex with a WG turned freebie for an hour and a half but dont cum? She came 4 times at least and lots of kissing, hugging and GFE. Maybe I am really falling for her....

    What do you think my friend?
    A late response, but nevertheless: It means you are not charging enough, hahaha!

    But seriously, I'm convinced that many mongers. Those that are truly fond of women, not the misogynists. Become expert at pleasing women through the mongering experience. I've grown convinced of this, based on direct personal experience (that I'm not comfortable expounding on here), as well as anecdotal evidence found on boards like ISG. I think for the lonely housewife types out there, Rag and others like him (myself) are great catches.

    Happy Hunting.

  7. #14

    ISG, use caution

    As posted by Intransit in the main Beijing board, Sammy_T's cocktail party in Beijing was raided.

    http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...postcount=2680

    MAB

  8. #13
    Quote Originally Posted by Zhuren
    There is a proven 12 step treatment: 2 of them 5 days a week, followed by just one each on two days a week. Repeat as needed.

    It may take a while to show results - be patient, and follow the regimen.
    Beats two aspirin anyday. Should I mix in some older, more experienced ladies in once a month for variety? I know some smoking hot 40 year olds (though AG would vehemently disagree) who I have mind blowing sex with.

  9. #12
    Quote Originally Posted by Ragnarok42
    Yeah, I have an addiction to having sex with young 19 to 22 year old tall, thin girls. Just ask AG what my tastes range in, he has seen me in action.
    There is a proven 12 step treatment: 2 of them 5 days a week, followed by just one each on two days a week. Repeat as needed.

    It may take a while to show results - be patient, and follow the regimen.

  10. #11
    Quote Originally Posted by Zhuren
    Sex is the most powerful addiction in the world, and mother nature wants it that way.
    Yeah, I have an addiction to having sex with young 19 to 22 year old tall, thin girls. Just ask AG what my tastes range in, he has seen me in action.

  11. #10
    Quote Originally Posted by Ragnarok42
    She just left about 10 mins ago.

    Same result for her,
    different result for me.

    Yes, Zhuren, I have fallen off the Tao bandwagon and it feels great. This is getting seriously addictive.

    Well, can't practice Tao forever, lest the girl will get an inferiority complex ....

    Sex is the most powerful addiction in the world, and mother nature wants it that way.

  12. #9
    Rag,

    That happens. You're nervous, for whatever reason, and you're focused on pleasing her without doing so for yourself. Happened to me with Central Asian Girl the first few times we were together, happened with my current girlfriend first couple of times we were together. Think of it this way - it's better than having trouble getting it up.

  13. #8
    She just left about 10 mins ago.

    Same result for her,
    different result for me.

    Yes, Zhuren, I have fallen off the Tao bandwagon and it feels great. This is getting seriously addictive.

  14. #7
    Quote Originally Posted by Ace Gallant
    What? You are asking us this question? Mr. Romantic is falling for another WG? Why am I not surprise????

    In my opinion... if a girl cum 4 times in an hour and half from you humping her, she should be the one who is falling in love with you! Congratulation man!
    We both are, haha. Yes I can be overly romantic so I have to be extra careful especially with our hobby.
    We are both heading home today, me to taiwan and her to Sichuan. And she is coming over right now as I type this....
    One last ride before we both take a vacation ;-)

  15. #6
    Quote Originally Posted by Ragnarok42
    What does it mean when you have sex with a WG turned freebie for an hour and a half but dont cum? She came 4 times at least and lots of kissing, hugging and GFE. Maybe I am really falling for her....

    What do you think my friend?

    You are practicing tao ....

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