Encore Posted January 7, 2008 Report Share Posted January 7, 2008 She was exactly half my age, and exactly half my weight. She was gyrating around the front pole of the stage in Sheba, wearing only a skimpy piece of cloth that barely hid her little furry patch. She beamed this huge smile at me. I melted, and BFâ??d her, simply on the basis of that smile alone. I think her name is â??Dayâ?Â, but Iâ??m not so sure nowâ?¦. I wasnâ??t supposed to have come to BKK at all that week, but a technical breakdown suddenly motivated me to fly to have my electronics rescued by the techno wizzes at Fortune Plaza. Having safely delivered my crippled electronics to them, I found it was 4.30, and I had no further tasks until next morning. So I found myself on the BTS to Thonglor, to see if Tulip MP was open for business. It was. Instead of this esteemed golf playing boardmember, who seems to invariably choose the same Tulip girl ( who for peculiar reasons named herself after a big multinational food company), I tend to try and rotate a bit, having found about 3 or 4 different girls at that establishment that deliver high class services in the manner I like. Last time the 3 I choose from were all busy, and I asked the mamasan for advice. Sheâ??s known me for a couple of years, knows my preferences, and helped me choose an alternative. The alternative proved to be very successful, and a squirter to boot, so this time I asked for her again. â??Sorry, still on NY holidaysâ? OK, how about XXX â??XXX working right nowâ? Maybe YYY? â??YYY not come yet todayâ? Well, I suppose that leaves Ms â??Sounds like NamKengâ? She hollered down the stairs for the lady I asked for. This Ms SNK is described on another board like â??Not the best looking girl at Tulip, but she makes up for it by extra effort to pleaseâ? Personally, I think she looks cute, fairly short hair, body maybe a 6-7, but effort to please indeed a 10! A very sensual bbBJ almost got me over the edge, but I restrained myself and we got onto other ways of mutual pleasuring. Sheâ??s a moaner, and indicated she wanted more and more, which I was happy to try and supply. Finally, spent, we relaxed, had a cigarette, and a sip of my Singha. Then the molam playing on my phone was interrupted by the ringer. â??Ms SNK looked startled â??Mia?â? No, fortunately it wasnâ??t, it was he who used to be known as ND, returning my previous call. I had to explain it wasnâ??t the best time for phonecalls, since I was having â??treatmentâ??. I think I heard a chuckle of the other side. Back to the music. Ms SNK requested the Siriporn song â??Kithoht fan cowâ? (I miss my old GF/BF), since it reminded her of good things. She remarked I was lucky not to have visited the previous day, because they were busy almost all day. â??Seven clients!â? Wow, you must have been sore. â??No, not sore, 2 only wanted HJ/BJ, and two wanted lesbian show but not F..kâ? You like go with lady? â??No not really, but if customer ask I can doâ? Over the NY holidays she usually goes home (Nakhon Phanom), but plane was full, so instead she went for 3 days with 4 other girls (including the delightful Ms Multinational) to Rayong, and booked themselves into two bungalows in a resort. Girls only, spent three days eating sleeping swimming and more sleeping. Had a wonderful time. Her friend took some photos, she had one blown up big, looks beautiful. Can you send me? Yes, have on my phone, will send. She missed seeing her twin boys, who are staying with her sister in Sakon Nakon. Sister is highly pregnant and Ms SNK is going next month to help her with her cakeshop, while Sis was her babies. Babies? Yes, Sis is also having twins, as have five of her siblings! Must run in the family. All but hers are girls. I bite my tongue about always having had a fantasy about having it off with twins. She then gave me a foot massage, and another round of steamy sex. Yes, I will come back to you, darling! Suitably satiated, I wander off back to my hotel. The barmaids are idle, it is early, there are no other guests or customers, so they sit around, playing with phone and make-up. I know one off them is definitely not for rent, and not sure of the other, but I have known them no for a whiel, and decided not to soil the waters by trying to BF a girl from my homepatch. After all, I want to keep on coming back there, and it maybe awkward if I bring back my various SC girlfriendâ??du-nuit, if I have already slept with the resident BG. Instead, I seem to be turning into an agony aunt. Last time I stayed there, one of them, Ms A, bent my ear for a long time wanting career advice. This time, the beautiful but unattainable one shared her broken heart with me (BF break-up, what a fool this man must have been, if she were MY GF, no way Iâ??d let her go!), while the other one wanted to talk about her relations with her family, and also some career advice. It was quite late before I left for SC. Having been relieved of immediate pressure earlier that day, I was in no hurry to choose. I arrived too late to have dinner because my favourite munching show at SW was starting soon, so promised myself a bit at Sam 2000 later that night. It wasnâ??t to be. My usual SW girl diddled and proposed to me, but I told her it was too early. Across the street, I sat at the stage at Sheba, pondering about what lies behind the skimpy veil of the big arsed girl in front of me, when I was hit by Ms Dayâ??s smile, next to the big arse. Ms Day didnâ??t have a big one, in fact almost the bottom of a 12 year old boy, and virtually no tits at all. But her smile worked for me. She said she knew me, I hadnâ??t ever BF her yet, but she just migrated from SW, and knew my usual SW girl well. Asked me why I didnâ??t BF my usual SW girl, I responded that I am a butterly, and like variety. By then it was 11.30. I paid BF, but asked her not to get dressed immediately. She inderstood, and some diddling followed, confirming that althought her physical assets maybe minimal, she knew very well how to use what she had. Eventually, we left, and had a look at BarWithNoName, across the road. This was in full swing, lots of flesh on stage, and being flaunted around the isles and seats as well. One delectable new one, I asked Brother J her name and filed it for future reference. I had a vague feeling the â??forwardnessâ?? of some of the girls in BWNN (thrusting their assets into my hands and face with no shame) was making MsDay a trifle uneasy, so after a while we left and went to another favourite bar of mine. Their we were of course joined by the 32 year old I Bfâ??s a few months ago, and who always comes and greets me, no matter if I am alone or not. The girls chatted amiably, I watched the show. Then I saw an unusually pretty set of breasts, perky upright, jutting out straight ahead, as if gravity didnâ??t exist. Then I remembered being in that bar early one evening a couple of months back, with a highly esteemed veteran Board Member, who was reduced to jelly by the temptation of that same physical asset. He groaned when he heard she was two years on the wrong side of the age bar, and scuttled sideways out of the bar, knowing the temptation might become to big. The girl was still dancing, still cute, and apparently BFâ??d frequently. Both myself and the two women I was with disapproved, but I had to admit that looking was actually quite enjoyable. Ms Day had planted herself on my knee, and was riding my leg with her pubic bone, quite vigorously. I started to worry she may eventually leave a wet spot on my trouserleg. She had been drinking Cola at her own bar, one Heineken in BWNN, and now ordered a glass of red wine! Red Wine? A BG? No Dumsoda, relax, it wasnâ??t Ms Perfect. But half an hour later when we were ready to leave, they announced a dance contest, so we ordered more drinks. Hers was a tequila this time, and I made a mental note not to buy her more booze that night. Too Late. Her small frame couldnâ??t cope with the three drinks she had, and by the time the contest (Great Fun) had finished, she was quite tiddly. We left, and I had to cancel my dinner plans, and grabbed a cab home. By then she had to be supported, almost carried up the stairs. I though a shower might sober her up a bit, but had to support her to keep her upright in the shower. I dried her, and put her to bed. She was very apolegetic, â??Khotoot I Mao, didnâ??t mean toâ? Indeed, three drinks over three hours was minimal, but obviously enough. I had written of my chances of sex that night, and promised her she could make up for it in the morning. But an hour later, when I was just drifting off to sleep, she started rubbing against me with her body, and stroking my half dead member back to life. She was very horny and wet, and we ended up having a wild time. Bugleboy did his duty and was received with loud applause. Finally slept around 4.00 AM. Woke up at around 9.00 because she was lightly fondling my exhausted member again, and rubbing her pubes against my leg. She managed to arouse me in spite of my exhaustion, and another satisfactory round was completed. More sleep, and around 11.00, she sailed out of the door with her hard earned stipend in her handbag. I successfully transacted my business in town by 3.00pm, and managed to squeeze in yet one more ST at Tulip, before catching my plane home early evening. It is nice to have the occasional downpour in between long droughts. Just opened my email, and received half a dozen pix from MsSNK, including a full frontal, and a close-up of her assets. Phone pix of course, but nice memory. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Torneyboy Posted January 7, 2008 Report Share Posted January 7, 2008 Very nice memories...great report btw.. :thumbup: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dumsoda Posted January 7, 2008 Report Share Posted January 7, 2008 ikky, great report again(as usual) Thanks for clarifying the Wine Dang situation....LOL..... Happy New Year Hope to catch up soon Cheers DS Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mentors Posted January 8, 2008 Report Share Posted January 8, 2008 very good report :thumbup: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Encore Posted January 8, 2008 Author Report Share Posted January 8, 2008 Thank you all for the pos feedback. One detail I forgot. The charming Ms Day, upon falling onto my bed needed to be kept entertained and awake, so I cranked up my music, like I usually do, Molam on my laptop, in this case Siriporn Ampuaipong. 9 times out of 10 this is a great hit, breaks the ice, makes the women feel at home.. After she came out of the shower, she begged me to turn it off. "I like Siriporn, very much, but now, drunk, if I hear I want to cry too much." I turned it off, I respect a girls emotional limits. We all have our sensitive triggers. Respect the woman, you'll get respect and loving care back (well, 9 times out of ten). In this case, i did. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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