When he arrived, though, there was a kind of skanky looking girl with him and she was acting pretty strange, speaking right up before I could even talk to Epi and asking me some questions that I didn’t understand too well. I thought Epi had picked a REAL winner here, but I tried very hard to be nice when the chick kept apologizing for bothering me. This was getting a bit weird. The chick was babbling about losing a Rolex. Finally Epi told me he didn’t know the girl, that she had banged on his door and followed him to my room, at which point I just said “OH” and ran her the hell off so we could go eat.
The restaurant right next door to Sabai Lodge had good, cheap food every time we were there, which was generally at least one meal per day, and Epi did his usual flirting and flattery of all the cute little waitresses while we were there. After breakfast I decided that I’d try and find an open place to use the internet, but the places nearby didn’t open until 10 AM so I had to wait around and do that.
Epi had plans to meet a girl for a movie and asked if I wanted to tag along, and I said sure, why not, only to have the girl call an hour late and say she was running late. As she was supposedly ALWAYS late, Epi said screw it, what do YOU wanna do this afternoon in Pattaya, home of 30,000 whores??? Hmmmm, let me think…’
One of the few things I had on my mental ‘list’ to do in Thailand was to do a Soapy Massage, which others on the board have described so vividly before. And as luck would have it, there were two HUGE soapy palaces (Sabai Dee and Sabai Lodge) within a block of the hotel. I had looked up Xen and D’art’s reports about Thailand at the internet place that morning and they mentioned that Sabai Dee opened later than Sabai Land, so when Epi told me that Sabai Land opened at 1, we decided to go back and get my camera before going there to check it out.
We got there a couple minutes after 1, and the huge fish bowl area looked deserted with only a half dozen or so girls. But several were smiling and waving at us, and one girl with long reddish hair and what looked to be HUGE boobs was quite enthusiastic in getting my attention when she saw my mouth drop open after seeing her tits.
Epi had mentioned before we went in that he was planning to head to the Soi 6 short time places instead of doing the Soapy thing this time, but decided to walk in with me to check it out. And I immediately was glad he did because when I told him I liked the one with the big tits (who else?), he warned me that he had gone with her before and she kept wanting a bigger tip than he wanted to spend and turned into a bit of a rush job in the room.
But when I looked back she was still almost jumping up and down so I’d pick her, and when Epi told me I could interview her before we went up, I figured there couldn’t be any harm in talking to her. So I asked if she could be brought out, and pretty soon she was seated across from us, friendly and smiling.
Heeding Epi’s words about the problem re: the tip, I told her that I’d like to go with her, but I would only pay 1000 baht for a tip and asked if she would like to do that. She insisted that she did, and I was in LOVE with those tits so I told the manager guy that YES, let’s go, and he said I should pay him 1500 baht. I paid before I even really knew what I was doing, all happy to be going to SOAPY LAND with my big titted honey, but then realized I was paying way too much. I stopped suddenly and asked him why he charged me so much (At Sabai LAND the CH reports said and Epi had informed me, the deal was 600 to the house, tip separately for extras with the girl. At Sabai DEE, it was 1500 all inclusive).
The little fucker then had the nerve to tell me that the 1500 ‘include boom boom’. Sure it did, Big Guy. Then why did I just negotiate that with the girl separately? Give me my money back. And he instantly backed down and the price dropped miraculously to 600 baht. I complained about the ripoff attempt on my way up the stairs and my new ‘love’ tried to excuse things by saying the guy was ‘new’. Sure he was. Again, thank GOD Epi was there looking out for me, as I wouldn’t have been nearly as sure of myself without his help. Maybe there is something to be said for guides after all!!! I know that wasn’t the first time my wise amigo Epimetheus saved my ass.
Mindful of Epi’s thumbs down on my girl and a little miffed over the ripoff attempt downstairs, I was doubly disappointed when I started questioning my girl’s looks the more I got to see her up close. She looked old, and was wearing a TON of makeup, and I began to wonder if those big boobs were fake. She also lit up a cigarette while waiting for the tub to fill and started literally BEGGING for me to buy her a beer! I had half a mind at this point to run for the door, but Epi HAD told me that the soapy with her had been OK, and at the very least I was gonna feel those boobs rubbing me all over, so how bad could it really be? And things after that were actually pretty fun.
I got a pic of her almost first thing through the door and then we both stripped while the bubble bath water ran. Soon she was in the tub with me scrubbing me all over, stopping for a second when I told her that soap down the peehole was NOT working! OUCH!!! I thought she was a PRO? But overall this was a very pleasant experience. It got better when she started blowing me right there in the tub! And she didn’t just suck for a little bit, it was 5 minutes straight in the tub, stopping only to rub it between her big (yeah, they WERE fake!) tits.
She suggested we head to the bed before the air mattress slide, and I was in no mood to argue. Once there, my boozy old broad sucked like a champ some more, and then offered up some titty fucking before sucking again. I liked all of this, and wanted to give her a facial in Epi’s honor for giving him shit in the room, but as he said it was boom boom that she seemed not to like, I figured I’d try that first. And she kind of reluctantly agreed, making it clear she wanted to suck me instead. Must be cuz my dick was so TASTY!!!
But I did get the chance to pound away at her, and again must admit to my peversion at hearing grunts and yelps from a recalcitrant pro turning me on. In the end, though, I took it easy on her by only boning her for 7-8 minutes. Hey, it was only my second girl in 24 hours, and I was HORNY!
We got back in the tub afterward to clean up, and then she threw some water on the air mattress on the floor and told me to lie down. She then proceeded to LAUNCH HERSELF on top of me several times at high speed, giving karate chop yells at the same time. This chick was CRAZY!!! But it was a LOT of fun. Too bad it only lasted about 5 minutes, though. All told we were in the room about 50 minutes. She asked me if I wanted a second round of sex for 1000 baht more, and while I am sure this was negotiable, I wasn’t in the mood and declined. I figured I could find more cheerful (and affordable) places to deposit my next load when I was ready.
I headed for a phone place and called Epi when I was done and he told me to walk down Second Road about 4 blocks to Soi 6 and meet him at a bar there. I figured the directions were simple enough and I could call him if I had trouble finding it, so I headed off, and within 10 minutes I was being pulled into the bar where he was by a couple of door girls wearing silky bath robes.
Epi was at the first booth inside the door with a girl draped all over him, and he introduced me to one of the girls that had led me in and said I’d probably like sitting down with her, so I did, and she was pretty much all over me once I did. My girl wasn’t the greatest lookswise, and she was a bit older than the girls I had been going with in Asia (She was 29, I think). Soft C cup tits got my attention, though, as did her ‘junk in the trunk’. She reminded me a lot of the girls I usually end up with at the massage places in Monterrey where I do most of my mongering these days, and whatever she lacked in looks she MORE than made up in attitude, and I had a lot of fun just letting my hands roam with her in the booth in between our makeout sessions.
But even after 10 minutes in the booth with her, I still was telling myself do not even THINK of going with this girl, as I had just finished less than 45 minutes before and it would NOT be easy to finish again any time soon. But my dick was sending me different messages, getting hard several times during our little booth love-athon and contradicting my claims to her that I had no ‘power’.
Finally, a few minutes after Epi had headed to the onsite short time rooms with his girl, I inquired how much it would be for a short time session, and I was told it was (I believe) 400 baht for 2 hours including the room. Adding on an expected 500 tip for the girl, I figured it was only a little more than 20 bucks (exchange rate was 41 baht to the dollar at the time) and Epi was probably going to be gone for awhile, so I might as while take her up and see if she could magically extract another load from me after all!
We had to walk through another bar next door to go out the back to get to the stairs leading to the short time rooms, and as we walked past a crowd of girls next door it became apparent that I had lipstick all OVER my face and mouth from where my girl had marked me. All the girls next door started giggling hysterically and pointing at me, and when we actually made it into the mirror filled room upstairs we both had a good laugh ourselves. I looked like a total joto with bright red lips! I had to milk that moment for all it was worth too, so I tucked my dick between my legs and started posing like a girl, a la the scene in Silence of the Lambs, and my girl kept laughing until her eyes teared up. I don’t think she got it when I started singing the “Crying Game” song, though…
Anyway, a quick shower together got rid of all of both of our lipstick, and her hands washing my better half let it be known that even if I WAS a pansy, I had quite a bit of wood to throw her way! After some quick toweling off we were on the bed and she was giving it a taste test. And to continue the theme, like every girl I had had in Thailand so far, she sucked cock EXTREMELY well – much better than all but the best in AC (with Mackie the cock-gilled Santos girl an obvious exception) had done. She kept it up for quite awhile too, and seemed to really enjoy it when I got her into 69 position so I could try and return a bit of the favor. Good stuff!
Eventually we started screwing, and again, my girl appeared to be VERY into it and despite excellent AC we worked up quite a sweat and left several wet spots on the bed. But after screwing for a solid 40 minutes in half a dozen positions, it was becoming obvious that my initial doubts as to my ability to cum were true. Everything we did felt GREAT, but there was just nothing in the chamber to fire.
I did worry about getting SORE from too much fucking, though, and ended up calling timeout a little more than an hour after we had entered the room and just pulling my girl in tight and talking for a few minutes while we both cooled off. But damned if we weren’t making out again 5 minutes later, and after a quick shower and some cuddling on the bed, I had her suck me some more. And pretty soon we were fucking again. Thailand was REALLY growing on me now!
But, after about 100 minutes of sucking, fucking and general fooling around, I decided that this wasn’t really leading anywhere and that I should probably save some energy (and wood!) for an encounter later that night. And besides, shouldn’t Epi be finished by now? We took showers AGAIN and went back down to the bar.
By the way, the short time rooms for the bars on Soi 6 that I used were decent, and the one I used the first day was pretty nice, mirrored all around with clean sheets a good A/C.
Of course Epi WASN’T there yet, and we resumed our booth cuddle and got new drinks as I waited for him to return. And sure enough, 5 minutes later he did. It took awhile for us to say our goodbyes, but we did manage to extract ourselves and head back towards the hotel. As good of a time as I felt that I had had in the room, Epi told tales that sounded 5X BETTER! Viva short time (Thai style, anyway!), BABY!!!
Looking around at the bars as we TRIED to make our way back to Second Road, it seems that there were literally HUNDREDS of girls hanging out in front of their bars trying desperately to get our attention, with MANY of them looking quite fuckable. I immediately glimpsed my future for the next afternoon, and looking back, I would have probably never left for home if the bars on Soi 6 had opened at, say, 8 AM and had this kind of ARMY of horny girls.
I made Epi stop as we passed a bar where a young, short, kind of chubby girl with HUGE natural tits was among the throng outside and I struck up a very short conversation with her. She LOVED the attention and was soon telling me that she wanted to spend the night with me. I told her that we had just gone with other girls and were tired, but when she persisted, I told her, OK, you can meet me at my hotel if you want, knowing full well that she couldn’t leave mid-shift without being barfined. But she SWORE she’d show up, and after having virtually every promise I’d heard by an Angeles City girl KEPT, I was indeed a little nervous that she might actually follow through on her plan to be at my room at 8 PM that night.
After FINALLY making our way the 30 yards back to Second Road and the way back to the hotel, Epi told me we should take some time to get a foot massage. He had been RAVING about foot massages since we were in the Philippines, and I figured that I was neither hungry nor horny and had plenty of time to kill before the go gos opened, so said, sure, what the hell. And as luck would have it, the place he wanted to take me to was on the way back towards Soi 2 and our hotel.
The place was a small building outside a strip mall and there were several padded massage recliners laid out in a row. There were about 4 –5 seemingly older women there, and one customer getting worked on when we entered. It was clear that Epi was a regular and he picked out a chunky older broad and asked her not to hurt him too much this time which made her giggle a bit. I got an old chunky chick too, and laid back in the chair in MEGA airconditioned comfort waiting while my foot bath was prepared.
The older gnarled looking broad had pretty strong hands, and while I wasn’t ORGASMIC over the experience, it did feel very pleasant. While quite silent (well, for HIM) for the first hour of the massage, Epi eventually started flirting and goofing around with the girls working there and seeing them smile and laugh made them seem like a lot of fun and not ‘rhinos’ as Epi tends to call them. In seeing my ‘girl’ move around a bit, it became apparent that she was packing some SERIOUS tits under that baggy shirt with various lumps in it. Hmm…
The massage would improve quite a bit, towards the end (which as we chose like the 2 HOUR version didn’t end up being limited to just below the knee) when I told my masajista that I wanted it like 50% HARDER. THEN it started to feel so good I wanted to cry in happiness and pain simultaneously. THAT felt so good that I inquired if she wanted to massage the rest of me (still thinking about totally legit massage) later that night in my room. When I made my offer Epi made the offer to another girl on staff (by far the youngest and most attractive, though still probably not a girl one would ever really consider DOING unless it was MEXICO and you were hard up for cash!), and my ‘girl’ jumped at the chance and said, sure, name the time. As the place closed at 12, I said how ‘bout 12, and they both agreed, saying the price would be 400 baht for 2 hours, which was, I believe, 100 baht more than the 2 hour foot massage onsite. Sounded good to me! Unless I ended up being hooked up with a girl at the time…
My stomach started acting up again on the way home and I was beginning to REALLY feel under the weather with my sore throat that was clearly returning. Epi suggested I see a doctor there in Pattaya, and I immediately said NO due to cheapness. But he continued, saying it really would be cheap and I could get all the meds I needed right there and not have to worry about it anymore. The stomach problem had me more concerned than the sore throat, as I had NEVER experienced the type of acidy burning that I did during the second week of my trip before in my life, and it was happening every 3-4 waking hours, with eating being the only thing that would calm it down. I told Epi that if my throat was still sore in the morning I’d go to the doctor, and as he was beginning to feel under the weather himself, he said he’d go too.
We stopped at the oddly named PIC Food Center (Thai restaurants with names in English often sounded like grocery store names!) and I had a damned good rare, greasy hamburger with raw onions. YUM! 8 PM came and passed and while I gave about two passing thoughts that the big titted girl might be showing up back at the hotel, I wasn’t so concerned that I actually seriously considered going back and waiting for her!
Epi and I hit a couple beer bars on Second Road on our way back towards Soi 2, and the talent level at a couple of them was VERY impressive. The severely hot, young ones, though, seemed quite stuck up, never coming close to making eye contact and apparently content to play a waiting game. In fact, the next night, someone at one of the bars said the two girls that had blown me away lookswise the night before were waitresses ONLY and never barfined. Dubious, but who knows. They were the hottest girls I saw in Pattaya.
I stopped Epi while he was engaged in a dice game match with a little tattooed cutie to tell him that my contacts were bugging me and that I needed to go back to the room. He agreed to go with me and we made plans to hit Classroom 2 , the gogo on the same block as Sabai Lodge as soon as I fetched my glasses. The mamasan there was falling all over Epi as soon as we walked in, and she remembered me from the night before as well. While I STILL didn’t see anything in the bar that interested me (it’s not exactly a titty friendly place!) besides the skinny stuck up waitress Epi had the bad time with before, Epi saw several prospects that interested him, and he finally decided to take one back. As it was about 10:30 and I was very tired, I decided to walk back with them and just wait for the massage chick to show up.
The beer bar girl I had turned down at 3 AM the night before tried to claim I had promised her I’d take her that night, but she was rather unenthusiastic this night (maybe lowering her effort to my energy level!) and seemed to have even SMALLER tits than the night before, so I politely begged off and kept on walking. Upon getting to my room I flipped on the TV, threw on a pair of gym shorts and the next thing I knew…
RING RING… It was midnight, apparently. It was my foot massage lady on the line, and I told her to come on back. 5 minutes later, though, she hadn’t arrived, so I called Epi and he said he’d go look for them. 30 seconds later the three of them were outside my door and Epi had them both giggling. Right before Epi and his girl left he told my girl to flash her tits, and not only did she underSTAND this, fuck if she didn’t DO IT! And my GAWD did my jaw ever drop open when I saw that these were HUGE at LEAST DD’s popping out of some leopard print bra! All of a sudden this wasn’t some gnarly old broad anymore, this was a gnarly old broad with HUMONGOUS FUCKING TITS!!!
I STILL thought, however, that this was just going to be a legit massage – the chick was at the LEAST late 30’s and kind of tank-like build -- and I was looking forward to it. I volunteered to go rinse off in the shower and came back wearing only a towel. And the towel STARTED over my groin. But when the actual kneading of my flesh began (I got it at HURTS SO GOOD pressure from the git go this time) and the goosebumps were spawning, every little incidental contact with my JOINT got it to salute the ceiling. And while my old broad with hands of steel didn’t smile and giggle like Tan in Bangkok had, she couldn’t have HELPED but notice this.
Still, the massage went on for a good hour without incident until I got a BAD case of acid stomach and felt like I had to at least go to the bathroom and spit up. I didn’t blow any chunks, but I did spit up some blood. Uh, YES, I would be heading to that hospital the next morning… This was scary.
I quickly brushed my teeth to avoid the dreaded PUKE BREATH and came back and laid on the bed. To my surprise, the masajista (masseuse in Spanish) laid down next to me, and I kind of looked over at her, stared at her chest, raised an eyebrow and said “Can I?” with hands flexing – which was met by a nod of the head. OH BOY!!! So I started feeling them up over her shirt and bra, and MAN, those babies felt BIG!
I asked her to take off her shirt, and she quickly did, and then I pulled her tits out from beneath the boulder holder, and they were even bigger than I had ever imagined they could be. We quickly got the bra off, and the masajista started tugging on my joint with her hands while I was kneading her tits like a wad of pizza dough.
This went on for a good couple minutes, and her hands on my cock felt VERY good, but I wanted more than just the ‘rub and tug’ here, with titty fucking being the ULTIMATE ending. But I wanted to see how far she’d go (with NO desire to actually FUCK HER, though. YUCK!), so I asked if she’d ‘smoke me’. She instantly agreed, but then stopped for a second and asked if I was going to ‘pay more’? I said, uh, YES (DUH!), and for her not to worry about it, and the next thing I knew she was lying next to me slobbing the knob while I got to play with her tits in earnest.
As many of you already know from reading my past posts, I have quite the severe tit fetish, and while I DO like them in all shapes and sizes and colors (well, all NATURAL variations!), I love the really, REALLY BIG ONES more than anything in this WORLD. Frankly, they are about the only thing in life I LIVE FOR, and ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, at that very moment I KNEW I was in the presence of GREATNESS!!! This old, gnarly-looking GRANDMA had the HEAVIEST and FIRMEST giant tits that I had ever in my life felt. They were simply MASSIVE! Normally truly BIG tits are just a fleshy mound of fat, and believe me, I LOVE that – squeezing those soft globes is like heaven on Earth. But while I have seen bigger tits, and I have felt bigger tits, I have never had tits that HEAVY. They must have weighed (no exaggeration) 15 lbs EACH. Like she had a pair a of BOWLING BALLS attached to her chest. They were fucking AMAZING!
And unlike most of you, for me tits rule UBER ALLES! I don’t care if the chick’s a leper (well, maybe a DRY leper!) or Medusa incarnate, if she has BIG tits, I’m interested, and I don’t care if she’s fat or old either. So right about then I was having a REALLY good time!
Grandma’s head was decent, but I knew how I wanted to finish, and had her lie back and let me straddle the Himalayas. Unfortunately I was so excited by the extended tit play that it only took me maybe 45 seconds of plowing the valley so send several leche blasts shooting into her neck and up into her hair. This was eNORMOUSLY pleasurable!!! As the spooge ran down from the valley to join the little cum pools on her neck and making its way toward her hair again, I figured there would never be a more perfect Kodak moment and told her to stay still as I was gonna get the camera. The river had flown over onto the pillow by the time I set up, however, so all I ended up getting were the tits and maybe TRACES of leche in the pic.
Since I had cum so easily and so quickly I almost immediately wanted to screw her tits AGAIN and had an inkling to ask her to stay long time (with a GRANDMA?), but as she got back from the shower she told me that she needed to get home to see to her GRANDCHILD!!! Here I had been mentally calling her that for 2 hours, when she really WAS a granny! And I was in LOVE!!! Uh, with her TITS!!!
When she finished dressing I gave her 1000 baht (it was 400 for the massage and all I had change for at the moment was 700 total or 1000 total, and I thought 300 was being too cheap) and let her out the door before starting to CACKLE over the awesome time I had just had. I quickly drifted off to sleep dreaming of bouncing boobies covered with my jizz all over them, only slightly waking when the phone rang and some chick was asking about ‘massage’ and ‘girl’ and ‘friend’ and ‘room’. I had half a mind to hang up when I vaguely remembered Epi having the other girl in his room, and I figured she was asking about where my girl was so I simply said “Oh, she go home”, and that did the trick before I passed out asleep again.
Listen, I KNOW, I am a bit perverted and most of you will think many of my chicks are BUTT ugly and wouldn’t pay them to lick your shoes. But I simply cannot describe the sexual excitement I get from a really big rack. Life could be a lot worse… I could be chemically wired to be attracted to 10 year old boys! Instead I have a rather large universe of chicks (that before this trip I really had no IDEA existed to such a degree in SE Asia) that drive me crazy and are usually available just for ME because the rest of you don’t know what you’re missing! Viva las gorditas!!!
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Photo: Foot Massage 127
