Pattaya Reports

[QUOTE=Gunga Din;1303084]Thanks so much for all the effort you put into your FR, Ibn Buttita. Much appreciated by me, and I'm sure by many others on this board. I'm inspired enough by your adventures to spend more time on Soi 6 over the next few days, and will post about it. Today is a rainy and cool day, in Pattaya, and I'm curious to see how it affects the Soi 6 experience. Again, thanks for sharing your April 2012 visit. - Gunga Din[/QUOTE][QUOTE=Wildhawk; 1303109]My goodness, yes, Ibn B. Has certainly done superb work, if a bit belated (three months can bring a lot of turnover, girlswise, in LOS) , with his field reports. These are what ISG posters should aspire to.

As for Soi 6, well for the unitiated it can be fairly rough-and-tumble, hardcore stuff. Mr. I. B. Stumbled upon one joint that apparently had a nice boom-boom room. In my experience of two shags on premises (late June and late June of 2011) the rooms I got upstairs (second floor, both with windows overlooking Soi 6) the rooms were decripit, and I had to ask the girl to change the bedsheets and remove some reminders of the previous occupants. Blech. Ultimately, though, Soi 6 is not for the squeamish.[/QUOTE]Thanks for the kind words, the reports give me the chance to re-live the good times a little bit. Something I'll really appreciate at age 90, or maybe then I'll read them and be bitter I can't go back in time! I do wish I could get these out sooner, it's annoying that work actually gets in the way. I agree that a good deal of turnover at the gogos (and Soi 6?) would take place over the course of a few months, but I imagine it would be difficult for someone to find any one particular girl at a gogo, given the numbers and atmosphere; she would have to be pretty distinctive, like deaf Nuy, I think. At massage places after a couple months there's probably a better chance of the girl still being there, and again a better chance of actually finding her if desired.

Wildhawk, you're right, Soi 6 has a reputation, and I went with as much wariness as anticipation. As I wrote, as a newbie being there during Songkran was good timing, since everyone was distracted by the festivities so I didn't feel besieged by the girls (not that that's all bad) and ladyboys (worse) , less than on a normal day maybe. I'm really happy that the rooms I used weren't as dodgy as the ones you described; I was pleasantly surprised at the condition of the ones I had, and would even consider staying overnight in some of them.

Overall I'd call Soi 6 "hardcore" in the best sense of the word. Cozy hardcore? Everything was just so self contained, I liked the idea of all the different kinds of venues in one place (chill bars, themed ones like Lisa Bar, a few gogo's) plus the "normal" shops. Tailor, restaurants, etc. And it felt more intimate than the main Pattaya go-go and even beer bar scene, which can still seem overwhelming to me at times. As long as I'm making a comparison, I may as well mention that the girls in appearance and performance were as good as any I've seen elsewhere on this and previous Thailand trips. The big thing for me was that Soi 6 was a good mix of interesting (it definitely had some curious local characters) and friendly.

Could Soi 6 be the mongering version of Sesame Street or Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood?

And isn't it time that it had its own section?

[QUOTE=ItGirl;1303043]Yes. Great that you enjoy this city of smiles.[/QUOTE]It sure made me smile.

My lady and I ddecided to take an evening stroll along Walking Street. It was a pretty disappointing experience, as gawking tourists far outnumbered punters and WG. Howeveer, it was relatively early.

While we were walking up a side street, I spotted Windmills, and steered for it. But my lady steered me away, did not like the idea of it. We got to the end of the lane, turned right, then right again, into the next lane.

About 50 metres along, on our left, was a nondescript bar called Toyz Go Go. She was keen to go inside, so we did. Very few punters, quite a few girls sitting around.

There is a stage in the middle, with poles as usual. And 4 girls slowly dancing. They would rotate one off stage, one on, at each music change. There were maybe 9 dancers total. 3 naked. 3 with g-strings. 3 with bikinis.

2 of the naked dancers were just stunning; tall slim bodies, not an ounce of fat, pretty faces. Just exactly how I like them. The third would blow D Cup's mind. A bit shy of chubby, about average plus a bit, with a pair of real DD's, standing straight out like thunderbolts.

I tried to get an understanding of the barfine system, but it was too complicated for me to understand.

What a pity that herself was with me, a great opportunity gone wasted.

Gangles

Hello all,

Was wondering if you can find Eastern European girls (Russian, Romanian, Bulgarian.) girls in Pattaya to monger?

Actually when I was there in December and Janurary there were about a dozen African girls there. The black girl in that picture is usually on Walking street and is expensive. But she is there now as I talked to her on FB and she will be there for some time. She travels a bit but is back there now.

[QUOTE=Spoonieg25;1303571]Actually when I was there in December and Janurary there were about a dozen African girls there. The black girl in that picture is usually on Walking street and is expensive. But she is there now as I talked to her on FB and she will be there for some time. She travels a bit but is back there now.[/QUOTE]If you are taking a black girl (not Thai) back to your hotel they may not allow her in. Had this before and had to go to a short time hotel. I guess they like to keep it for the home team.

Strolling down the madness that is Soi 6 elicits multiple emotions: from jaw-dropping lust at the multiple options for adult fun, to abject shock."Fuck my ass?", one girl offered me, as I passed her by. What's not to love about this street? After spending a few days in the Walking Street Go-Gos (and, amazingly, starting to get bored) it is refreshing to see the true hard-core face of mongering in Asia, albeit with reduced middle-man, glitzy interference. Go-Go bars sell a dream, as well as pussy. But here on Soi 6 you have a bunch of eager girls, short-time rooms built in to the deal, and no fancy frills. If offered a stuck up yet stunning Go Go girl vs an average-looking Soi 6 naughty girl who will give you a wild run for your money, I'll probably go with the wild girl, at this point in my trip. It's not just the money you save; it's the ride, not the scenery along the way, that we remember.

As I almost reached the end of Soi 6, with my mind mentally reviewing the girls I had tagged for future meetings, my eye was caught by a smiling girl, sitting demurely outside her bar. Mid-twenties, with classic Thai cheekbones and lips, and a non-scamming attitude written all over her. I know where I am, but this shy little gem sparkled amidst the raunchy scenery. Of course, I'd soon find out that demure was only a cover for a ride that would take me to my edge. An edge that is no longer that impressive, I might add, now that I'm getting older.

I sat in her bar (does anyone even remember the name of these places?) and bought us both drinks. She immediately began to massage my hands, my forearms, and then moved up to my neck. We chatted, but it was unclear how much of my simplified English-accented sentences were understandable to her. The massage she was giving me was our real conversation, the necessary ice-breaker between our cultures. That smile of hers pulled me in, though, like a tractor beam in a sci-fi movie, as well as the way her hands drained the day's tensions away from my muscles. The air-con coolness of the bar, the lack of any pressure on me, plus my girl's massage (now moving to my upper thighs) , made the decision to LT bar fine her easy. Hell, I didn't even think of chewing down her first offer. 2K Baht is high, but I really didn't care.

On the taxi back to my hotel she pulled out her cheap phone and proudly showed me a photo of her with her 4-year old son, back in Isaan. Very cute, I told her. What surprised me was the up-front disclosure of her being a young mother. Later, when I saw her naked, her breasts would show the normal signs of breast feeding in many an Asian girl, but otherwise her sexy body was in great shape.

Once in the hotel the massage continued, this time minus my pants. Then she added some nail-grazing caressing to my skin, along with the firm Thai-style massaging of muscle. It was a sensual combination, a sheer delight. I've mongered for a few years in Asia, so I'm always impressed by a new experience, one that is out-of-the-ordinary. This was shaping up for one of those events.

I showered, and moved to the bedroom, and switched the movie she was watching in the lounge area to bedside. She tore herself away from the main TV, laughing, and playfully ducked her head down towards my robe. A quick lick on my testicles, and she was gone, to get her own shower. Yes, you are, indeed, demure and shy.

She positioned me on the bed so she could continue her massage of my thighs, and to watch her movie at the same time. Two minutes later her lips again brushed up against my balls, and licking commenced. Then sucking, interspersed with tongue action that would reduce most adult men to quivering jelly. She was a magnificent oral artist, a cunning linguist, a talented blow job master of her trade. And apparently tireless. Basically, she settled down between my legs and proceeded to blow me like a champion. And while watching her movie out of the corner of her eye. Did I care I didn't have her full attention? Not a bit; her half-attention was 200% better than a regular girls oral attention to me on this trip, thus far. I lay back, closed my eyes, and for the best part of an hour she smoked me to heaven. Awesome.

But at some point I really needed to fuck her. I mean, really, really. So out came the condom, which she brushed away, laughingly. More sucking and licking ensued, her mouth working its way below my balls and her tongue burrowing up into my anus. So much for shyness.

With extreme reluctance I pulled her head off me, and put on my penis raincoat. She had avoided any attempt for me to touch or lick her pussy, which was fine by me. Now, faced with my condom-encased dick, super-engorged from her efforts, she crouched over me and began to insert me. "Slowly, Ka", she commanded, and eased me into her tight little place. I'd been getting used to fake moans from Thai girls for the last few days, but her love-making sounds were the closest thing to being real. Surprisingly, "real" sex sounds from the girl add an essential element for me. I'm not willing to wager money on it, but this girl sounded like she was happy.

Fucking for Miss Demure was a frantic, piston-like activity, full of sound and fury with sex. She humped me like there was no tomorrow, like she expected me to explode any minute, or like she had not had sex for a while. My experience with other working girls suggests this was probably a strategy to get me to come fast, so she could get back to her movie. But it turned out she was all about giving a good service. After multiple positions, and tiring me out (damn it, I need to get back in shape) she pushed me back onto the mattress and began to suck again."I smoke you", she insisted. I do love a Thai girl who knows what she wants.

Later than morning I awoke wrapped around her, girl-friend style. My brain immediately began to caution me about becoming emotionally attached to this working girl. It's something I've done before, and leads to some predictable outcomes that involve increasing financial outlay along with decreasing satisfaction. The 3-Day Repeat-And-Then-Drop Rule is a good rule of thumb, albeit hard (in cases like this one) to stick to, when face to face with a hot item.

I booked her a second night, this time first taking her for a trip to Walking Street before heading back to the hotel. The blow job action was not as intense as the first night, but still amazing. Then, instead of playfully resisting my first effort to fuck her, she turned around and inserted me into her, reverse cowgirl. Loud sex sounds filled the room, with her cute little Thai ass bouncing away while I groaned and squirmed beneath her, panting like an idiot. Multiple positions followed, almost killing me in the process, until I saw her facial expression moved towards almost-losing-control territory. Either this girl was a master actress (this is where the good money is bet on) or, she was actually approaching her orgasm. As her efforts were clearly more about herself and not about me, there is an actual chance she came. After it was over, she pulled off me and leaned up against wall, panting, looking a little disorientated. Smoking hot, to be sure.

Tonight I have to make the big decision: see her one more time, or cut loose and run. It's a hard choice, because it may mean going back to boring-ass blow jobs for a while vs a girl who will guarantee to melt my eyeballs. Time will tell.

[QUOTE=Gunga Din; 1303752]Strolling down the madness that is Soi 6 elicits multiple emotions: from jaw-dropping lust at the multiple options for adult fun, to abject shock."Fuck my ass?", one girl offered me, as I passed her by. What's not to love about this street? After spending a few days in the Walking Street Go-Gos (and, amazingly, starting to get bored) it is refreshing to see the true hard-core face of mongering in Asia, albeit with reduced middle-man, glitzy interference. Go-Go bars sell a dream, as well as pussy. But here on Soi 6 you have a bunch of eager girls, short-time rooms built in to the deal, and no fancy frills. If offered a stuck up yet stunning Go Go girl vs an average-looking Soi 6 naughty girl who will give you a wild run for your money, I'll probably go with the wild girl, at this point in my trip. It's not just the money you save; it's the ride, not the scenery along the way, that we remember.

As I almost reached the end of Soi 6, with my mind mentally reviewing the girls I had tagged for future meetings, my eye was caught by a smiling girl, sitting demurely outside her bar. Mid-twenties, with classic Thai cheekbones and lips, and a non-scamming attitude written all over her. I know where I am, but this shy little gem sparkled amidst the raunchy scenery. Of course, I'd soon find out that demure was only a cover for a ride that would take me to my edge. An edge that is no longer that impressive, I might add, now that I'm getting older.

I sat in her bar (does anyone even remember the name of these places?) and bought us both drinks. She immediately began to massage my hands, my forearms, and then moved up to my neck. We chatted, but it was unclear how much of my simplified English-accented sentences were understandable to her. The massage she was giving me was our real conversation, the necessary ice-breaker between our cultures. That smile of hers pulled me in, though, like a tractor beam in a sci-fi movie, as well as the way her hands drained the day's tensions away from my muscles. The air-con coolness of the bar, the lack of any pressure on me, plus my girl's massage (now moving to my upper thighs) , made the decision to LT bar fine her easy. Hell, I didn't even think of chewing down her first offer. 2K Baht is high, but I really didn't care.

On the taxi back to my hotel she pulled out her cheap phone and proudly showed me a photo of her with her 4-year old son, back in Isaan. Very cute, I told her. What surprised me was the up-front disclosure of her being a young mother. Later, when I saw her naked, her breasts would show the normal signs of breast feeding in many an Asian girl, but otherwise her sexy body was in great shape.

Once in the hotel the massage continued, this time minus my pants. Then she added some nail-grazing caressing to my skin, along with the firm Thai-style massaging of muscle. It was a sensual combination, a sheer delight. I've mongered for a few years in Asia, so I'm always impressed by a new experience, one that is out-of-the-ordinary. This was shaping up for one of those events.

I showered, and moved to the bedroom, and switched the movie she was watching in the lounge area to bedside. She tore herself away from the main TV, laughing, and playfully ducked her head down towards my robe. A quick lick on my testicles, and she was gone, to get her own shower. Yes, you are, indeed, demure and shy.

She positioned me on the bed so she could continue her massage of my thighs, and to watch her movie at the same time. Two minutes later her lips again brushed up against my balls, and licking commenced. Then sucking, interspersed with tongue action that would reduce most adult men to quivering jelly. She was a magnificent oral artist, a cunning linguist, a talented blow job master of her trade. And apparently tireless. Basically, she settled down between my legs and proceeded to blow me like a champion. And while watching her movie out of the corner of her eye. Did I care I didn't have her full attention? Not a bit; her half-attention was 200% better than a regular girls oral attention to me on this trip, thus far. I lay back, closed my eyes, and for the best part of an hour she smoked me to heaven. Awesome.

But at some point I really needed to fuck her. I mean, really, really. So out came the condom, which she brushed away, laughingly. More sucking and licking ensued, her mouth working its way below my balls and her tongue burrowing up into my anus. So much for shyness.

With extreme reluctance I pulled her head off me, and put on my penis raincoat. She had avoided any attempt for me to touch or lick her pussy, which was fine by me. Now, faced with my condom-encased dick, super-engorged from her efforts, she crouched over me and began to insert me."Slowly, Ka", she commanded, and eased me into her tight little place. I'd been getting used to fake moans from Thai girls for the last few days, but her love-making sounds were the closest thing to being real. Surprisingly,"real" sex sounds from the girl add an essential element for me. I'm not willing to wager money on it, but this girl sounded like she was happy.

Fucking for Miss Demure was a frantic, piston-like activity, full of sound and fury with sex. She humped me like there was no tomorrow, like she expected me to explode any minute, or like she had not had sex for a while. My experience with other working girls suggests this was probably a strategy to get me to come fast, so she could get back to her movie. But it turned out she was all about giving a good service. After multiple positions, and tiring me out (damn it, I need to get back in shape) she pushed me back onto the mattress and began to suck again."I smoke you", she insisted. I do love a Thai girl who knows what she wants.

Later than morning I awoke wrapped around her, girl-friend style. My brain immediately began to caution me about becoming emotionally attached to this working girl. It's something I've done before, and leads to some predictable outcomes that involve increasing financial outlay along with decreasing satisfaction. The 3-Day Repeat-And-Then-Drop Rule is a good rule of thumb, albeit hard (in cases like this one) to stick to, when face to face with a hot item.

I booked her a second night, this time first taking her for a trip to Walking Street before heading back to the hotel. The blow job action was not as intense as the first night, but still amazing. Then, instead of playfully resisting my first effort to fuck her, she turned around and inserted me into her, reverse cowgirl. Loud sex sounds filled the room, with her cute little Thai ass bouncing away while I groaned and squirmed beneath her, panting like an idiot. Multiple positions followed, almost killing me in the process, until I saw her facial expression moved towards almost-losing-control territory. Either this girl was a master actress (this is where the good money is bet on) or, she was actually approaching her orgasm. As her efforts were clearly more about herself and not about me, there is an actual chance she came. After it was over, she pulled off me and leaned up against wall, panting, looking a little disorientated. Smoking hot, to be sure.

Tonight I have to make the big decision: see her one more time, or cut loose and run. It's a hard choice, because it may mean going back to boring-ass blow jobs for a while vs a girl who will guarantee to melt my eyeballs. Time will tell.[/QUOTE]Soi 6 is great although pretty quiet right now. If I need an itch scratched I hit Soi 6.

[QUOTE=UmichaLex; 1303558]Hello all,

Was wondering if you can find Eastern European girls (Russian, Romanian, Bulgarian.) girls in Pattaya to monger?[/QUOTE]Sure, there are a couple of clubs on Walking Street, you will see European girls stood outside but they are expensive.

[QUOTE=Gunga Din; 1303752]Strolling down the madness that is Soi 6 elicits multiple emotions: from jaw-dropping lust at the multiple options for adult fun, to abject shock."Fuck my ass?", one girl offered me, as I passed her by. What's not to love about this street? After spending a few days in the Walking Street Go-Gos (and, amazingly, starting to get bored) it is refreshing to see the true hard-core face of mongering in Asia, albeit with reduced middle-man, glitzy interference. Go-Go bars sell a dream, as well as pussy. But here on Soi 6 you have a bunch of eager girls, short-time rooms built in to the deal, and no fancy frills. If offered a stuck up yet stunning Go Go girl vs an average-looking Soi 6 naughty girl who will give you a wild run for your money, I'll probably go with the wild girl, at this point in my trip. It's not just the money you save; it's the ride, not the scenery along the way, that we remember.

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Tonight I have to make the big decision: see her one more time, or cut loose and run. It's a hard choice, because it may mean going back to boring-ass blow jobs for a while vs a girl who will guarantee to melt my eyeballs. Time will tell.[/QUOTE]Very nice report, makes me wish I could be getting back to Soi 6 soon. Also looking forward to seeing how your choice worked out!

[QUOTE=UmichaLex; 1303558]Hello all,

Was wondering if you can find Eastern European girls (Russian, Romanian, Bulgarian.) girls in Pattaya to monger?[/QUOTE]I can't tell you about the eastern european scene right now but when I was there in January there were plenty of Russian babes in walking street- it can be difficult to determine who is a tourist and who is a WG but just beware of the prices I got quoted anything between 4000k to 20000k bht LT. Yeah you read that right- I am a bit of a cheap charlie and had a budget of 2500k bht max for my lady friends so I just stuck to thai chicks.

[QUOTE=Ibn Buttita;1303847]Very nice report, makes me wish I could be getting back to Soi 6 soon. Also looking forward to seeing how your choice worked out![/QUOTE]Did he used to write for Penthouse Forum?

[QUOTE=Cocopops77;1303862]Yeah you read that right- I am a bit of a cheap charlie and had a budget of 2500k bht max for my lady friends so I just stuck to thai chicks[/QUOTE]If you call 2500 being a cheap charlie then I must be a super cheap charlie.

[QUOTE=Mr Enternational;1303934]If you call 2500 being a cheap charlie then I must be a super cheap charlie.[/QUOTE]Sorry guys meant to say 2500 bht not 2500k bht. I think I have Pattaya withdrawal symptoms.

[QUOTE=Simon36;1303843]Soi 6 is great although pretty quiet right now. If I need an itch scratched I hit Soi 6.[/QUOTE]Man, can you avoid in copying the whole post just to write a couple of lines of comment? Could delete 95% of it and no reference is lost.

[QUOTE=Gangles;1303499]I tried to get an understanding of the barfine system, but it was too complicated for me to understand.What a pity that herself was with me, a great opportunity gone wasted. Gangles[/QUOTE]What could be so complicated in a bar fine? At the worst it is two rates: one before and one after a certain time. Or it could be linked to ST vs. LT (very rare). What was the quote?