But it turned out to be a bit farther from Nana Plaza than I wanted to be, about a 10-12 minute walk down Soi 4. Oh well, I got a little exercise, got to look at a few bars and restaurants I wouldn’t have seen, and got to be checked out by a lot of katoeys hanging out on the street. After a day or two, I started taking the mototaxi from the stand nearby when one was available. I never saw the tuk-tuk the hotel claimed was available, presumably at no charge.
Once settled in, I walked down to Nana, and looked for Dave in Angelwitch. He was nowhere to be found, since his new duties involved several other clubs. I had a drink and looked at the lovely dancers; a bit later he came back. We chatted a while, but the pickings were slim by that hour (around 1 AM), except for one very sexy dancer, Ae. However, I was too tired to want to spend the 3K baht or so that a ST would cost.
So I went down to the Nana Hotel parking lot. The katoeys were thick as mud, although quite a bit prettier. There were more than I recalled from my last trip, and some were on the Nana Plaza side of Soi 4, trying to make an early catch—I don’t recall them being that aggressive before.
On my first spin around the lot, I spotted a girl that looked good enough, chatted with her briefly, and we agreed on 1K baht for ST. We took a tuk-tuk back to the hotel. Da was very nice, and pretty good in bed, as expected for a late-20s/early 30s girl. Decent body, too. Unfortunately, no photos were allowed, but I was otherwise quite satisfied when we finished.
The next day, I slept late and took care of business during the day. I hit Angelwitch early, and looked for Ae (possibly named Tascha), the dancer I had noticed the night before. Dave had said that as far as he knew, she took good cared of her customers. She was the sexiest girl on stage, very flirty with potential customers in the bar, and usually with a guy. Great tattoos, too. Dave said she did several ST a night, never LT; she had been busy the night before and had probably done several already before coming back to the bar late, when I saw her.
This night, I wanted to be her first shift, and I was. She was quite skilled in the room. Her BBBJ skills were well-honed, and we were not at all rushed. I was a little surprised, as I had expected her to be more of a trophy fuck than a great fuck—but what a trophy! No photos allowed, alas. Dave suggested that she had too many people sending her money to not work to blow those lucrative arrangements.
We went back to NEP together, she to seek more prey for the evening and I to continue my hunting. Dave has a great job, it involves barhopping, and I went with him while he checked out the other places he’s managing.
In what used to be Carousel, I saw a tall spinner with a cute face, and asked Dave if he knew her. Instead of answering, he called her over for a drink. It turned out that she spoke almost no English, which could work, but she was sick and wouldn’t barfine. We cuddled in the bar for a while anyway. Peach was still too sick to barfine on my last night. Too bad, she was ultra-cute to my eyes, thin as a rail with a lovely smile.
Ae had drained me enough that I called it a night, a few bars later and after a couple of interviews that the girl didn’t pass. Too mercenary-seeming was the main reason.
The next morning, I was ready for Mango Massage, although by the time I got there it was close to 2 PM. I surveyed, the line-up of about 15 girls, most of them were in the 6-8 range. Anna looked particularly sexy, so I chose her.
I had thought she had a nice body I the line-up, but it was really a killer once her clothes came off, with nice large breasts. She started in on me immediately with her mouth, and it was nonstop sex for two hours. Nothing was off limits, including anal. She was really well skilled, and delighted me for the full time. Unfortunately, no nude photos were allowed.
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That evening, I went barhopping through the Nana clubs. Peach was nowhere to be found, and I didn’t see anyone that rang my bell on my hops. I ended up at Angelwitch again, and enjoyed the talented, sexy dancers. One of the more voluptuous ones, who was also named A, flirted with me. We talked for a while; her English was decent, probably because she was a bit older than most of the others. She was a good time between the sheets, and good company, too. She didn’t leave until late.
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The next morning, I tried to get to Mango Massage earlier, and arrived shortly after noon. I asked if Ice was available today (she hadn’t been the day before), and was delighted to find that she was. Ice was reputed to be the superstar of the Mango girls, and I wanted some. She wasn’t as pretty as her web photos led you to believe, but had such large breasts that her looks didn’t matter to me.
Ice was indeed incredible in the room. She liked anal and particularly liked tossing my salad. She told me that she liked sucking pussy, and that was the closest thing to a pussy she could find on me. And she was really good at it. One more incredible, sex-filled two hour session at Mango, with a little (or a lot) of everything.
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I enjoyed her particular skills and breasts so much I wanted more. SO I asked if she would like to come with me to Ko Samui. She said OK.
That afternoon, I hung out with some friends, and we ended up after dinner at the Biergarten. We took a lap around to survey the pickings, and there were only a few of interest that weren’t already taking with a guy. After a while, a reasonably attractive girl walked by us, and we started talking. Halfway through the drinks, my friend left, leaving me with Kim. Oh, well, I figured, a bird in the hand is worth a hand in the bush, so we started the dance. She promised me a good massage, and after a little more conversation, I invited Kim to my room.
She was a little thicker than I like, but was more than adequate in bed. However, we had a little dispute about the price when I gave her 1000 baht—we hadn’t discussed price because the standard price at Biergarten was 1000 baht. She wanted 1500, didn’t I know she was worth that? I was reluctant to give her the extra $16 bucks. But for her to save face and to avoid a problem, I suggested that she give me the massage she had promised, which of course we had skipped on the way to the main events. She was pretty good at that, too. She left with both of us happy.
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Afterwards, I went to Nana and trolled the clubs. I hooked up with Dave the Rave again. We went around to several clubs, and I saw Peach again, but she was still sick.
First thing in the morning—around 1, actually—I went back to Mango Massage. There was a very pretty girl I hadn’t seen before in the lineup or on the web site. But her smile sealed the deal. In the room, Nita was the most affectionate of the three I had. I enjoyed kissing her, and letting her kiss me in various places, so much that I didn’t get to do all the things I had done with the other girls there. Not that I wasn’t satisfied—she was fantastic, kept me hard for almost all of the two hours. It wasn’t the hardcore sex of the past two sessions, but I actually enjoyed it more.
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Before I left Mango, I confirmed with Ice and the management that she would be coming with me the next day. She was to come to my room the next morning. It took some time in the afternoon to arrange the trip to Ko Samui and confirm my accommodations there. It stretched into the early evening, but I was able to find a travel agency open to take care of me.
That night, I went to Nana again, and looked through several clubs before going back to Angelwitch. I ended up with A again—she was definitely a repeater—and we went to a couple of clubs. A was getting pretty drunk, and I was hungry, so we went over to the Nana Hotel restaurant for a late night bite. A was starting to slur her words, but when we got back to the room, her performance was not impaired in the least. But after she satisfied me, she asked if she could sleep over, and leave early in the morning. That was fine with me, and we cuddled for a minute before she passed out.
A got up early, showered, and left, and I packed up to be ready for Ice’s arrival. She was actually right on time—and I had told her to be there an hour earlier than necessary, so that just gave us more time to play. And play we did. It was almost as good as going to Mango—maybe better, because the facilities were better, but we didn’t have two full hours before it was time to leave for the airport.
We flew into Ko Samui easily, and took a bus to the hotel. A friend of a friend had a hotel in Chaweng, and I emailed him for a room—and thanks to my buddy, his friend came through at a good price. For 2000 baht a night (about half price) , I got the cottage on the beach—there was only one in his resort, and thankfully, nobody else had booked it. It was a roomy little house, with a patio and a couple of lounge chairs on the beach side.
The staff had laid out the towels in the shape of a swan and a heart. Very romantic. However, I wasn’t exactly looking for romance, I was eager to enjoy Ice’s talents. She took care of my last unfulfilled fantasy: coming between her breasts while she tossed my salad. That was quite a session, as there was a lot before we got to that point.
Afterwards, we walked down the beach a bit, but it was getting late. We walked down the main street a few blocks until we found what looked like a decent restaurant, and ordered a seafood dinner. I don’t know if what was the couple of bites of her crab, or the particular shrimp that I had, but I broke out in a rash all over my body the next day that lasted for several days. That’s not the first time I’ve gotten a rash from seafood in other countries, so I wasn’t too worried about it.
We went back to our cottage, and had another session. I was pretty tired out and spent, so it was short and sweet. I sat outside for a while afterwards, looking over the beach and the ocean, and was in heaven.
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The next morning, after our breakfast, I went to heaven again, ravaging those huge melons of hers while her tongue did unspeakable things between my legs. Afterwards, we went outside and sat on the lounge chairs. But after she got a phone call, her mood changed completely. He was agitated, and made another phone call. After that she told me that she wanted to go home.
It seems that she had this guy that wanted to marry her. Her mother had called asking where the hell was she; apparently she told anyone what she was doing. The guy was very upset too that she wasn’t around, and she wanted to go back right away. Apparently, this relationship was very important to her.
It was clear to me at that point that I would not be enjoying the rest of my time with her. She offered me a deal, a substantially reduced price for her to leave. I agreed to change her ticket and get her to the airport to catch one of the frequent flights back to Bangkok. She was very apologetic about the whole thing, and offered to see me again for free next time I was in Bangkok.
After I put her on a bus to the airport, I went to the front desk and rented one of the motor scooters they had, and set out to explore a little. I didn’t get too far before I spotted a cute little girl outside a massage parlor. I stopped to talk and of course she encouraged me to come in. I asked if there was a happy ending, and she said yes. So I parked the scooter, and Oi took me upstairs to a small room where I got a brief massage followed by CBJ and full service. Her technique was more than OK, and I even considered going back to see her later (but didn’t make it). Alas, no photos inside the building.
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I had heard that Soi Green Mango was the street where the clubs were to be found. I asked a few people for directions to find out where it was, and finally located it. It was off a stretch of the main road nicer than down by my hotel—at least the restaurants were nicer. I had a great meal at one of the nearby restaurants.
Later, I returned when the clubs were open. The first place I stopped in was Dream Girls, which is right near the main drag. This club has a 6-pole carousel, and was the only go-go I found (although my search wasn’t too exhaustive, and I didn’t check out Soi Reggae at all).
I walked from one end of Soi Mango to the other, which only took about 10 minutes. It was basically a series of open-air bars, with a few women in each. I started walking back, and around the middle I saw a bar with a couple of cute women and no men. I sat down and ordered a drink, and one of the girls came up to start talking to me. It wasn’t the one I was interested in, so I asked if woman I wanted was available. Yupin came over, and we started chatting. She seemed to be OK, so I took her back to the hotel. Her performance was adequate, nothing special, and after an hour or so I took her back. She had me drop her off somewhere apparently behind Soi Mango; she said she could walk back to the bar. I think my motor bike driving skills didn’t impress her. Which was OK, they didn’t impress me either. For the record, I never came close to having a problem on the bike—on this trip.
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After an early breakfast in the morning, I hopped on my bike and drove entirely around the island, stopping here and there to see various attractions, like a waterfall that was off the main road, and a Buddhist temple. It was quite a nice drive, and by the time I had finished, I felt that I almost knew how to drive a motor bike.
Seeing the waterfall, apparently one of two on the island, required me to park at the base of a hill off the main road. Elephant rides were available, but I had done that in Bali, and knew how uncomfortable it is on that wooden bench with the elephant tossing you up and down, back and forth.
To see the waterfall, you had to travel about a kilometer up some of the ruggedest trail I’ve ever seen. It was a steep, rutted road, with loose stones. Although I had seen 4-wheel drive trucks at the base that ferried people up, I decided to walk and see the scenery. Mistake. I kept slipping on the steep (almost 45°) portions of the road, and was entirely exhausted by the time I got to the park at the base of the waterfall (of course, I’m old and have mild COPD). And I was too busy trying to keep my footing to look around much. There was more path, presumably to get a better view, but I was done. I bought a bottle of water, and took the next 4-wheel back down.
While I was exploring on the motorbike the day before, I had passed by a massage place and got a good look at a very sexy girl with a tattooed leg, but wasn’t able to stop as I was still getting comfortable on the bike. I thought I could find the place again, and set out to find it. Surprisingly, it was easy to find, and I saw May walking down the street in front next to it. I parked, and followed her into the adjacent convenience store so as not to be too obvious hanging around, and then followed her out. I quickly caught up with her, and asked if she worked at the massage place. She said yes, so I asked “Happy ending?” She said yes, so we were on.
It turned out that she offered a “body massage,” which was like a soapie without the soap stuff. After a little actual massage, she took off the rest of her clothes and rubbed her body around my back for a relatively short time. Then she turned me over and started massaging my midsection, bringing me to attention. After putting on the condom I offered (instead of the one she took out), she started sucking on me, and after a few minutes climbed on top of me. She had a really sexy spinner body, and was tall to boot. She bounced up and down for a while, then she changed positions. I was slow in coming after that—her bouncing on top of me got me close but the change let me down, and told her I might not be able to come. She said she was going to make me come, period, and after some creativity and determination, she succeeded. It was a bit on the expensive side, 2,500 baht, but she was so sexy I didn’t complain.
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Then it was late afternoon and time to go home, alas. I was already packed, and just had time for a manicure and foot massage before leaving. The foot massage was very nice, but the two women giving me a manicure didn’t do a very good job, and they took a long time doing it. Still, I got to the Samui airport on time, and got to Bangkok in time for my flight home.
I had a first class seat on Asiana, and the facilities were very nice. But the layover in Seoul was a killer, over nine and a half hours, arriving before 7 AM. And the first class lounge was just okay. I tried to sleep, but didn’t get much rest. However, the food was excellent, although there wasn’t as much variety as in some other lounges. But I love fried oysters, and the duck was delicious; the featured food changed every two hours or so. Still, I was glad to leave and get on the plane and get home, getting some exhausted sleep during the long trip. They even provided pajamas to change into for my comfort. Although the jet lag had been minimal when I arrived, the return trip made up for it, and I was dragging for over a week.
And fantasizing about the next trip.
