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14-03-2005, 02:17 AM
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The Edge Of Reason - Part 1
Just came back yesterday and am suffering withdrawal symptoms now, especially after the last few days' "roller-coaster" experiences.
The similarities with Bridget Jones's experiences in LOS although not entirely identical, had pretty much the same effect on me nonetheless, hence the title of this thread. No, I didn't end up in the Thai prison, but my heart is still trapped in BKK. I've been to BKK countless times in the last decade or so, and I've been almost everywhere and done almost all of that, so I wasn't expecting anything out of the ordinary as I headed out to my favourite country once again for a short stress-relief break. Took up the $128 SQ offer together with a friend, a good start. Managed to negotiate with Classic Place Hotel to allow me to bring girls back at no extra cost, another victory. Went to Utopia MP at about 3pm. The gals were just starting to troop in for the day's work. Good quality, but nothing to shout about just yet. 3:30pm, more have come, and the quality barometer is on the rise, but so were the number of customers ogling the stock. Pressure mounting, nobody wanted to be out-drawn by another customer for the gal of his choice. You can almost feel the atmosphere in the viewing gallery getting tenser by the minute. Some customers succumbed to the pressure and made quick draws for the available stock. 4pm, quality seems to be levelling off, time to make a decision. As I was making my choice known to one of the many floor managers, #XXX makes her entrance. That was the one, and I hastily called for the floor manager to change my choice. This was the defining moment of my trip. It made the difference between me having, just another sextisfying trip to LOS and a second "spring". Met, paid, took elevator up, walked to the room. I had the same weird feeling that I had not experienced since I went on my first date, unexplanable. Cool, I thought then. I'm not feeling so cool now dude. Anyway, started chatting while waiting for the tub to fill. She's new to the trade, 6 days' old in Utopia, from Chon Buri, just graduated from Uni there, came to BKK to seek employment but had been unsuccessful so far, friend intro her to do this while waiting to land a proper job. So, what haven't I heard before. I was still feeling pretty alright to this point. Tub filled, got in, and as usual got washed from head to toe, except, she was a little different from the other MP gals I've had over the years, a little clumsier, a certain edginess to her, maybe just a hint of amatuerism, almost as if she's trying to remember to follow a certain routine. Being the old fox that I am, spotted this tentativeness and decided to do a litmus test. Very few MP gals "enjoy" what they do, they merely do it as an income generating job, just as a clerk would do to push paper around to earn a living. Took the flirting to another level, got a little more personal in the suggestions as well as the compliments, consideration for her needs was also looked into as well. Got good response, could sense her pulse racing and breathing becoming heavier, most importantly, she was getting very wet (definitely no KY 'cos I was watching her every move), and I had still only cat-bathed her neck and B+ tits. Wanted to get lower with my tongue, but she writhed in agony and pleaded with me not to go any further down saying she didn't like it. What is there not to like? Anyway, I wanted this to be soft, to go with my plan, so I acceded to her wishes and went back up. She gave me a soft kiss on my lips, I reciprocated with a little tongue, she gave more tongue, then followed a good few minutes of hungry frenching. She was close to her 1st orgasm by now as I can feel her breathing becoming irregular as well as her involuntary twitching while kissing her (my fingers have not left her pussy unattended all this while). She came, Round 1 to me. I eased up with the clit massaging and held my drenched fingers up for her to see, she blushed and hid behind a pillow. Some more teasing smalltalk then back to my needs. She continued to show a slight tentativeness in what she was expected to do. I calmed her and guided her away from her routine, she had to be in my control for me to test her fully. BJ, Cowboy, Missionary, then finished off in an awkward sitting position which I have no idea what it's called. She came a 2nd time, seconds before I came, which was awesome for me as I came inside a twitching twat, heavenly. Round 2 to me as well. A quick look at my phone tells me that I have only 10 minutes left of the 2-hour session. I had to pick up the pace with what I was trying to do, get to the bottom of this case and see if I wanted to pursue it further. All the signs until now have been positive, she's either very good at acting plus she enjoys her work plus she's a flawless liar, or she's really a 6-day-old greenhorn whom I have gotten a connection with and with whom I can spend some enjoyable time with. Got to know she loves Hip-Hop and dancing at the disco, not drinking, just dancing. Asked her to take a day off the next day so I can take her out for dinner then the disco after, she agreed and gave me her number voluntarily. Touchdown! Or so I thought. Cleaned up, left with her holding my arm and head on my shoulder, very loving indeed. A final spot of frenching followed during the lift ride down when we were alone. Wanted to give her a tip, but thought better not, 'cos didn't want her to feel like I was treating her like a whore. Left happy. ...tbc... 
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14-03-2005, 02:38 PM
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Re: The Edge Of Reason - Part 1
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Thanks. She's got my creative juices flowing as well it seems. Part 2 will come tonight when I have more time.
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14-03-2005, 07:28 PM
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Re: The Edge Of Reason - Part 2
Had a good night's sleep, especially in eager anticipation of what's to come the following day.
Didn't see the need to call #XXX early, thought maybe i can even sneak in an afternoon tryst with another MP gal before my night on the town with her. Cheekily we went to Utopia, thinking that there would be no risk of getting her jealous since she wasn't working that day anyway. WRONG! #XXX duly trudged into the fish bowl in Utopia at about 4pm. My heart sank. Why? Sneaked off to a corner and called her number while spying on her. Ring, she picked up her phone, but put it right back after taking a quick look. Ring again, same thing. Thought maybe an sms might do the trick. Same thing, just a quick look and back into the bag the phone went yet again. My mind was all over the place by now. Calm down and think. Finally, called one of the floor managers over and made my booking for #XXX for 10pm (last slot of the day). Done, happy, left for some shopping and then makan after. Arrived back at Utopia just before 10pm. Manager checked and was told that she was working. Do I want to wait, it'll be another half hour or so? Yes, of course. Time flies in that establishment, there are just too many birds to ogle at. 10:30pm, not done. 10:45pm, no sign of her. 11pm, she's down with her customer. Strangely, I thought I might be a little jealous, but I wasn't. Hmm... Anyway, I didn't move from my seat in the viewing gallery. She smiled a guiltily, came over, and sat down next to me, all was quiet. I broke the awkward silence, asking if she still wanted to go to the Hip-Hop Disco she told me about the previous day. I told her I could pay the money for her 2 hours and she can leave with me without having to Arb Nam. She said she would like to but went into a long explanation in Thai about why she can't. I only know basic thai and that whole barrage was just too little too much. I managed to get the general idea, something about advise from her friend/room-mate who was also working there. I had my work cut-out now. About 15 minutes of unsuccessful convincing in my halting thai ensued. She kept asking if I wanted to go upstairs with her. I finally relented thinking I could buy some time and still continue to work on my cause. The sex was great yet again. This time a little better as we were more acquainted now. She started to waver a little to my relentless sales pitch. By the end of the session, I was up to 70% sure she'll be leaving with me for some supper at the very least. Holding hands and all lovey dovey, you could tell she still had some reservations, so I gave her a good frenching on the elevator ride down, after which I was about 90% sure. The lift door opened, we stepped out, my heart sank quicker than you can say titanic, her friend was there at the front desk. My chances had just gone from 90% to 0%. They chatted, then she came back over to me and gave me a full minute's spray of the whys and whats and hows of her not being able to go with me. I knew I was beaten, I whipped out my mobile in a last bid for salvation. I had taken a snapshot of her with my phone the previous day and used it as my wallpaper on my phone. I showed that to her, and deleted it right in front of her eyes. Tears welled in her eyes. I continued, deleting her phone number from my address book as well, for her to see too. She was speechless and the 1st teardrop fell from her beautiful eyes. I told her that she and I were no more and I turned to leave. I could see from the corner of my eyes that her friend had come over to take her away. She turned back to look at me a few more times, but I just kept moving towards the exit. Dramatic, but there was no change in result. A new lesson for her perhaps, and for me as well I guess. Sigh... ...tbc...
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14-03-2005, 07:40 PM
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Re: The Edge Of Reason - Part 2
Tats one good FR
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15-03-2005, 01:30 AM
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Re: The Edge Of Reason - Part 3 (Final?)
Final day of my short break. Feeling really shitty after having my hopes shattered, especially after having put in so much effort. I lost the battle the previous night, but not the war. This was a new day and I was not prepared to come home with my tail between my legs. If anything, I was determined to end my holidays with a BANG!
Enough moping already, suck it up and get on with it. Checked out of hotel, did a final spot of shopping, ate lunch, and went hunting, yeah. I went back to my usual old haunt BIWA again. I knew they open at 2pm, I was early at about 1:30pm, but goodness there were a dozen or so who had come earlier than me and was already lounged around the viewing area. The gals had also come early today. There were already a dozen or so sitting in the tank, and with more coming in at the rate of 1 every couple of minutes. By 2pm, the tank had about 20+ birds. Something was different here. The atmosphere wasn't that tense in this joint. Everyone was taking their time and there was no rush at all. I had to 'cos I had a plane to catch. Still, I gave myself till 2pm to make a choice, which I duly did once the right one came along. NOOD was her name. 28-year-old from Chiangmai. Fair, shapely enough, and with good tits from what I can see. If there was ever a safe bet, this joint was it. I've never been dissatisfied with the service of any of the gals I've had here. Although, I have to say, the quality is definitely not anywhere near Utopia standards. In the past few days, between my friend and I, we had checked out Utopia, Caesar's, Poseidon, Hi-Class, Emmanuelle, Nataree, Biwa, Nancy, Meree, and Evita. Utopia tops the list by a mile in terms of the quality of gals available as well as the general facilities. However, in terms of service, BIWA takes the cake, and by a mile too. To the room, chit chat, drinks come, tub filled, arb nam, and on to the bed. By this time, I had already found out that the good looking tits were silicone enhanced. Felt a bit sian 'cos I've never liked faked boobs. However, once the service started, she made up for all her shortcomings (actually her only shortcoming since everything else about her was fine by me). I laid back and enjoyed the awesome cat bath. She explored every nook and cranny on me. Hardworking chick. Got to my balls, and being an ass-rim virgin (yes, I was still one after so many years!), I have always been a little ticklish when gals went down on me. Almost always, my reactions led the gals to move away from that area as they thought I did n't enjoy it. This gal was different. She kept at it and turned it down to a softer notch so that my reactions turned from semi-violent twitches to writhing in pleasure. She was really skilled in what she was doing. I let her do what she wanted with me since I knew I was in good hands by now. The bare back blowjob was excellent. She was really quick at finding my "G-spots". CIM was inevitable, round 1 to her. Washed up, and back to the bed. All this while the TV was not switched on, unlike with other gals. I aksed if she wanted to turn it on and watch something, she said it was up to me (in a nice way). While watching TV and recuperating from the mind-blowing CIM I just had, she gave me a full body massage, a BONUS! She was doing quite a good job too, the pressure was not too shabby. My little bro was ready for round 2, and somehow she sensed it. She cat bathed me once again, but this time the upper body was given less attention, she moved down quicker than the previous time. I was getting more of the ball licking and soft sucking. She was moving further down than before. I was arching my back to allow her greater access to more of my nether regions. I was rewarded for my industry. She rimmed me, heavenly I thought, and for quite a while too, don't let it stop. As I was enjoying it, she startled me with her tongue, she was fucking my arsehole! I was violated, but slutty me was enjoying every single thrust of her tongue. The balls and arse attention went on for what must be at least 10 minutes if not more. She then got up to BBBJ me again, but I didn't want another CIM. She capped me and we got it going in various positions, and finally settling into my favourite, the Doggie. There were mirrors on the side as well as the top of the bed. My sensations were heightened by the multiple-angled views of me screwing her. I pumped her hard, and as I was about to come, I pulled off the condom, put my dick between her butt cheeks, pumped away and came all over her ass. she was very obliging throughout, always serving with a smile and also complimenting the situation with her well timed and appropriate moans. She was not wet by any standards, but I wasn't expecting her to be nor was I trying to get her to be anyway. I was just using her like a tool, cruel, but shit happens. I was totally refreshed after the session. Lost my arsehole virginity, had a good workout (came twice), feeling squeaky clean after the very professional bathing job done on me (not the cat bath, the arb nam.), and even had my tense knots loosened by her not-too-shabby massage. I tipped her handsomely. It's a sure way to get over the previous night's disappointment, I thought. For awhile, that held true. The way to the airport was so eventless it took only about half and hour (my driver was also driving at crazy speeds, although I couldn't tell what speeds he was doing 'cos his speedometer was not working!). This left me with a lot of time in the biz-class lounge. I started to reminisce, thinking about the great love-making (it was not just sex) sessions I had with #XXX. There was a definite connection, which in this day and time is as rare as a 4-leaf clover. In my decade or so cheonging years, I've yet to meet someone whom I could connect with both mentally and physically. It has always been either or, but never both with the same gal. This gal was very different indeed, and I think, will always have a place in my heart. RTF? Definitely! Anything more than that? I'm a little too old now, plus a wife and 2 children too late. If I were single and 10 years younger, hey, who knows? No matter how it turned out, this was a very unique and fruitful trip. #XXX had turned back my clock and gave me that puppy-love feeling once again even though it didn't work out as well as I had hoped it would. I wish her well, but am fearful that she would not be able to tear herself away from the MP trade before her soul becomes hardened with the passing of time, just like the rest of the gals in her trade. This is the sad reality that is prevalent in the LOS. Good luck and I'll pray for you, #XXX.
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15-03-2005, 01:33 AM
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15-03-2005, 01:34 AM
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15-03-2005, 01:38 AM
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15-03-2005, 01:58 AM
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Bro Krungthep Lover
Totally enjoyed your report. Your "encounter" very similiar to my own, esp. the part on discovering "puppy love" again. Except it was with PRC, not thai. Keep it UP! 
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15-03-2005, 02:08 AM
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15-03-2005, 02:40 AM
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Interesting read on your chronicles in LOS. 1 suggestion though, have more paragraphs so as to make reading easier.
As for #xxx, you can't really blame her as she is still a newbie, so her friend (presumably longer in the trade) could have warned her about something & she decided it would be better to listen to her friend instead. Afterall, she only just got to know you. And it doesn't help if she heard how some of her friends were treated badly when with the customer outside. I just felt that you were abit too rash in deleting her pic & number there & then. Else, it could be another case of follow-up where you can build on it. Now, it seems everything is back to square 1 IF you do go & find her again.
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The Spirit of Sharing Too many pussies, so little time & $$$, and only 1 dick, so share your FRs
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15-03-2005, 02:43 AM
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Re: The Edge Of Reason - Part 1
Yo Dog. This is just another of your sexcounter in many past trips.It is a bonus to have that connection.Although it may be one in a hundred but it still came so just enjoy it. Hope to regain my power and join you again like we did in the past.
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