It had been four years since my last trip to Thailand. My return was not exactly spectacular. By the end of the trip, I was tired, but not from fooling around. I booked a hotel near Nana for my final five nights, expecting to make good use of my time.

On the first night, I was too exhausted to go out. On the second night, I was still tired, but dragged my lazy ass to Nana. I was not going there to find a companion so much as tour the place and see what's changed ... and maybe try to get back in the mood.

I took the escalator to the second floor and was ushered into a bar immediately to the right. The price of beer was a reasonable 105 THB. The girls were attractive enough, but not so much to keep me for more than one drink. My usual starting bar is Mandarin and I was looking forward to that. Beer is now 130 THB. That was the going rate of every other bar I visited.

Mandarin (CH Link) had a host of good looking girls, but none excited me. It was still early so I moved on to the next bars. I forget the details, but some bars were practically empty. That place with the mechanical bull? Three girls on stage. Some of the smaller bars were even worse off. On the other hand, some bars on the ground floor were packed with customers and a sufficient number of girls taking care of their needs. A very weird situation, all in all.

I spent about two hours revisiting old haunts, but still unable to raise my spirits, so to speak. I called it a night.

The next two nights were more of the same. I was just not interested in going out and enjoying what the city had to offer in the way of adult entertainment. Sitting at home, I don't regret that decision because there's just no forcing yourself to have a good time.

On the afternoon of my final night, I decided to hike all the way to Nataree Massage (CH Link). I figured a two-hour walk would certainly put me in the mood for a massage! I had visited Nataree a few weeks earlier and enjoyed a nice soapy massage, but it was not trip report worthy. A good soapy was one thing I knew I would regret missing and it did not require effort on my part. The last time I picked a friendly, but uninspiring fishbowl girl. This time I planned to spend a bit more on one of the cute freelancers.

There were at least a dozen girls in the fishbowl and nearly three times that many freelancers outside. The freelancers are normally younger, better looking and slimmer than the girls inside. They don't do proper soapy technique, though, and they're slightly more expensive. One of the girls caught my eye right away. She was cute, but it was her smile that grabbed me. She also greeted me in English ... which is either a good sign or a bad sign. I did a quick tour of the place and, finding no one more to my liking or as interested, I went with the first girl. She was pleased with my selection and took my arm to lead me to the elevator.

The massage room was fairly typical. The maid brought a basket of bath products and took our drink order. Annie, as she introduced herself, was from Issan and 23yrs old. During out time together, she admitted to having a daughter at the tender age of fourteen. She was no longer with the father, but traveled home every few weeks to spend time with her family. She had been in Bangkok for only a few years and had started as a go-go in Nana. She didn't like it there and joined Nataree. She learned English using a computer, but practiced with every Farang she met.

She was very relaxed and easy-going. When we got into the big bath, the was equally attentive and did a great job getting me cleaned up. Her body was damn near perfect. Her ass was firm and round and her breasts were a perfect b-cups, equally firm and round. Her only flaw was a lotus tramp stamp and a butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. She told me she regretted getting those, but she was so young(!) when she got them.

Being a gentleman, I helped her exit the tub when we finished. No one had done that for her before. When I tried to towel her off, she said "No, I can. Am not baby." I just laughed and told her she was my baby for the next hour. She accepted this and we retired to the bed.

I forget the sequence of events at this point, but when she got between my legs to blow me, she had a condom in her hand. Damn! To delay the inevitable, I instructed her to lay on her back so I could enjoy her a bit more first. I worked my way down her slim body and teased her until she literally bubbled in anticipation.

I brought her off twice in a row. Breathlessly, she told me she almost never had an orgasm with a customer. Years of practice really pay off, gentlemen! I suggested we switch to sixty-nine and she quickly agreed. No condom, she happily started giving the little wombat a good going over while I feasted on her yet again.

I was ready for action after a little of this. So, I had her roll over. She applied the condom (inexpertly) and I eased into her as we kissed. I stayed there inside her, without moving, just enjoying the sensation. When I was ready, I started slowly and gradually picked up the pace. She climaxed twice again telling me "Cuming!" Again she admitted almost never doing this with a customer. I had a special treat for her now, and had her roll over onto her stomach.

Anyone who's read my past posts knows I have a knack for analingus. Few girls have every had this done to them and Annie was no exception. "Oh!" she said as I licked my tongue across her asshole, "Oh!" She raised her hips and licked across her pussy lips and ass. She came again in no time.

"Do you ever try sex here?" I asked, referring to her ass. She had not. "You want to try?" To my surprise, she agreed! I managed to work a thumb into her ass, but she was too uncomfortable to let me get two fingers in (let alone my dick). I congratulated her for trying and rolled her over to take her missionary again.

I asked her what things she liked. She said she liked everything I did. Not the answer I was looking for, but I went with it. As I was pounding away at her, she announced she was about to cum and I did something I've only tried with girls I knew well. I put my hand around her throat and squeezed gently. She responded by shuddering and groaning loudly. I gripped her neck with my other hand and came like a locomotive.

When she finished, I released her and slowed to a stop. She just looked at me. "Did anyone do that to you before?" No. "Do you like it?" She nodded enthusiastically, practically begging me to do it to her again. Damn!

I was really, truly enjoying myself with this girl. Had I only met her a few days earlier, I would have been in a much better place, mentally.

In the bath, she washed me again and returned the favor. I asked her about where she lived. In a rented room with spartan furnishing a half hour taxi ride away. "What time do you finish work?" Midnight. "Do you want to come stay with me tonight?" I told her that sex was not required, we could just sleep and relax. She thought it was so late and I might be too tired, but I assured her she was welcome to stay in my nice hotel with the soft bed and nice sheets and cool air-conditioning. She was thinking about it.

I gave her my travel card and included the hotel's name and address and my room number. She had a few questions about the hotel and its location, so I knew she was intrigued by the possibility. I gave her a 200THB tip "for the taxi" as we left the room. In the crowded elevator, she pressed close to me.

In the lobby, I kissed her goodbye "See you later." She smiled and joined her colleagues.

I felt good. Relaxed and clean, I was ready to take the subway back to Nana. I had to inspect Soi Cowboy first, though. In the past, I had better luck in Cowboy than Nana. At 7PM, it was too early to really get into party mode as only one go-go had girls dancing. I visited every bar, though, as if guided there by the spirit of good times past. So many of the bars have changed. Or, maybe my memory of those bars have changed. My memory of the girls was still sweet after all those years, particularly that of Spicy Girl.

I slowly walked back to my hotel. Would Annie show? I've forgotten how many times I made arrangements to meet a girl after work, but more times than not, she never showed. I sat at the computer, ready to make a trip report of the day's events. I titled it Part One, but had no way of knowing if there would be a Part Two.

I was tired. I pulled back the covers, got undressed and lay down. It was still early, but when sleep calls, I answer. Maybe Annie would call. If she didn't, I'd go to another soapy the next day before flying home.

The phone woke me. The front desk informed me I had a visitor and she would be waiting in the lobby. "I'll be ... I'll be right down," I replied groggily. Annie? Who else? I pulled on my shirt and shorts and stumbled to the elevator. What the hell time was it? For all I knew, it was 3am.

She sat on the coach in the middle of the lounge, looking lovely with that big, friendly smile. I grinned at her and she squirmed with excitement. "I think I forget you but I remember," she said. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and asked if she was hungry. "A litta bit." We went out into the street to find a cart, but she wanted to go to a restaurant. I have no idea why anyone would go to a restaurant when the street food was so damn delicious. She found a place and ordered soup. I did my best to wake up. It was only 11:30.

"You finished work early?" She gave me that smile and nodded with enthusiasm. We made small talk and went back to the hotel. We didn't bother with showers as we were both thoroughly clean.

I asked if she was tired and wanted to sleep. No, she was ready for action. Apparently she had only one other customer that day and she wanted me to do to her what I did earlier. I lovingly obliged.
When I turned out the lights two hours later, she was entwined against me like a long-lost lover. In the morning, we went at it again then fell asleep again. Then woke and went at it one last time.

Photos: Annie - Nataree 01 02

After we showered and dressed, I took one final set of photos for her.

Photos: Annie - Nataree 03 04

Damn, if only I had met her five nights earlier! She was an absolutely delightful companion, made more so by the fact that I was able to get her off so easily and often. It was the best sex I'd had in years and could easily have spend my last week in bed with her.

I had a scarce few hours left. As much as I would liked to have spent them with Annie, I really had to take care of too many things to allow myself to be so distracted. I walked her to the sky-train and kissed her goodbye.

Nothing like the smell of a satisfied woman! =)

Nice write-up, Wombat. It's always great when you find one where there's a bit of chemistry.

Excellent camera.

Fantastic. This is why we hobby -- for that near perfect pull. And then we start over again searching for another.

How about a brief run down on the camera and lighting you used for such incredible pictures.

Thanks for the compliments, guys. One thing I've learned about photography is that it's all about the light. My room had a huge picture window facing East so I had a broad wash of beautiful light. I used a very high ISO and had to fix the noise in software, which softened the skin. Although I shoot with Canon 'L' lenses, these pictures would have been no less alluring with an iPhone camera. One big tip when posing your girl, always have her turn her face toward the light.

I always wondered why us mongers get so much joy in getting paid pussy off. Hell we paying for it, why worry about her rocks?

Tonguefu,

my guess is ego! What red-blooded male doesn't feel empowered upon giving a woman the Big "O"

very pretty girl , i love it when chemistry exist , nice treat.

Tonguefu,

When you get a girls to cum, she usually repays you several times over. It's exactly because lots of guys don't worry about getting the girls off that it tends to pay dividends when you do.

Wombat,
Very happy for you.
It shows on her face that she had a good time with you. Nice to see.

Tonguefu: how did you get your handle if you don't give a shit about gash getting off?

Perhaps he could list it where it belongs: See What does your handle mean in the discuss section.

(Message edited by copperfieldkid on April 02, 2013)

Great photo... she really looks happy!

Good JoB Wombat88... Damn I mis LoS

Gret report, great night, great girl!! A night like that is pretty special! Congrats!