After a middle of the night boink with Rio Rita girl I found it tough to go back to sleep as I often do when I wake up due to the alcohol wearing off from my system. I ended up heading out to the living room in the apartment with the TV on half volume and reflecting a bit about my trip to that point. I’d been in Asia for about 10 days and had a full three weeks to go, and I was scheduled to fly back to Bangkok that evening and then on to the Philippines the next day.

The weird thing was that as excited as I had been for MONTHS to get back to the Philippines, I was even MORE excited about staying in Batam for several more days. Part of it was due to Epimetheus’ impending arrival and wanting to hang out with him and MongerX while he was discovering Batam for the first time. But it was also because I was truly having fun in Batam as well. I had had more problems mongering-wise in Batam than any other place in Asia, but little things like clicking with ‘A’ and an exceedingly good time in bed with Rio Rita girl had me looking forward to more. Plus I was addicted to the pujasera seafood orgy every night and really, REALLY liked staying at the Island View Hotel.

In a weird ‘you’re not in Kansas’ moment, I heard the pre-dawn morning call to prayer bellowing through the open balcony door, and it kind of freaked me out. I had given VERY little thought to the local culture in my long weekend in Batam, and it had never really even dawned on me that I was in the most populous Muslim country on the planet. My butt puckered slightly at the thought, as I realized that if there was EVER a ‘kill whitey’ poster boy, it might be ME, the serial whoremonger who tended to get a chip on his shoulder dealing with local males.

Rio Rita girl woke up early and while we kind of played around a little, she seemed in a bit of a hurry to take off, and since by that time I HAD remembered my plans for a morning rendezvous with my previous night’s companion A, I wasn’t going to push for a third round. I tipped her 50K and she didn’t even count the money before heading off. I guess not ALL of the booking joint girls in Batam were money-grubbers.

I headed back out to the living room after seeing her off, and Mx and Ida were both up and preparing for his return to Singapore that morning. I told Mx that I had decided that I’d try to stay another 5-6 days there in Batam, but that I’d have to check on changing my plane ticket from BKK-MNL plus make arrangements to get back to Bangkok if I skipped my flight scheduled for later that night. Mx promised to look into changing my Air Asia flight for me, and I cleaned up in order to head out to find a travel agent to change the PI ticket, if possible. I also had Ida call ‘A’ and tell her that I was planning to stay at least until late afternoon (worst case. If I couldn’t change my PI flight, I’d have to at least catch the 9 PM ferry back to Singapore), and that I wanted to see her that morning before checking out of the apartment.

‘A’ ended up showing up right as Mx was leaving and I was headed out to find a travel agent. I got her handphone # and (through my interpreter Ida) asked her to stay put there in the apartment and that I’d be back as quickly as possible. I also told Mx that I’d call him and let him know what had happened re: my PI ticket and what I wanted him to do about the Air Asia flight.

It turns out that I didn’t have far to go at all to find a travel agency, as there was one in the little strip of offices at the bottom of the hill outside of the Planet Holiday hotel and disco. The people inside spoke good English and assured me that it wouldn’t be a problem changing my PI ticket, and quickly moved my travel date from the next day (Tuesday) to the following Sunday, giving me an extra 5 nights in Batam before heading back to Bangkok to catch my PI flight. They asked for 50,000 rupiah at the end for making the change, less than 6 bucks, which I thought was extremely reasonable at the time. Of course they ended up completely fucking things up for my PI trip, but none of us knew THAT at the time, and it may have ultimately been more MY fault than theirs. Stay tuned for THAT little soap opera…

BUT, big trip detail hassle #1, 1A, 2A, 3A, etc. out of the way, I called Mx and informed him that I was staying and then SPRINTED back to the apartment at Island View to get comfy with my patiently waiting beloved. I found her comfortably sacked out on the sofa watching TV and enjoying the air-con comfort, and she looked so sweetly mellow when I headed over to her and mademyself comfortable as well.

It didn’t take long for us to end up in my bedroom and in the TINY-ASS SHOWER together before hitting the white-on-white sheeted extra large bed for a long, lesiurely, comfortable screw with our bodies heating up and the air-con CRANKING. There have apparently been complaints on another board about the A/C in the rooms at the Island View, but the central air in the apartments cranked nicely.

A and I went at it for a good hour and in innumerable positions. Her body was even better than I had imagined it to be, and she turned out to have just the slightest pudge in ALL the right places, something that REALLY turns me on. Plus she was a SUPERB kisser, something I’d had an opportunity to sample (and look forward to repeating) the night before. But having shagged myself silly my whole trip up to that point, inlcuding a second round a few hours before with RR girl, I found my cock getting a little NUMB at times and that I needed almost exTREME penetration to get normal feeling.

And while A started out being into things and quite accomodating, after a solid hour of pure DRILLING FOR OIL, she ended up quite dry and eager to call a time out. Still hoping for a nice late morning happy ending, I managed to coax her through another 10 minutes and a couple of position changes, but I soon had a NEED for gut crushing with her that I think both of us knew couldn’t be kept up for long enough to get me to spew. I ended up feeling a little sorry for her and called a final timeout and grabbed the camera for a few pics.

We ended up heading out to the lving room and were soon entwined naked on the couch (lol, beauty and the BEAST!) dozing a little bit with the TV on. I figured the Island View wouldn’t make too much of a stink if we checked out before 1 PM, and I called and let them know that I needed to return to a regular room for the rest of the week.

There ended up being a problem, however, as apparently there was some sort of regional conference at the hotel that week, and I was told that all of the rooms at Island View were fully booked. Well, except for the subSTANTIALLY more expensive (especially now that I would be paying for it ALONE!) apartment that I was in at that moment.

In one of my conversations with Mx that day, he mentioned that it’d be nice to be able to keep the apartment for when Epi arrived (due that afternoon), and that he’d volunteer to pay half of that first day again if I could get a slightly more discounted rate for the week, as it’d end up costing him the same amount from the non-discounted rate. I called back to the front desk to explain this and was told that they’d have an answer for us soon. Meanwhile, they told me to relax and not worry about a late checkout. Hmmm, what could I POSSIBLY do with a BEAUTIFUL naked girl in my apartment to while away an hour or so while the hotel crunched some numbers and got back to me with an answer?

Hmmm…

It didn’t take much coaxing to get A back to what had been Mx’s room that had a huge king sized bed and a TV under the premise of ‘taking a nap’. Of course being stretched out together on that big ol’ bed, and me having not fired a load in our previous encounter an hour earlier, it wasn’t long before I was encouraging her to start in on some ‘ice cream’ (blow job). She took instruction well, but with my dead dick state, traditional screwing seemed much more promising as far as me finishing, and soon I was pounding away at her puki again. And aGAIN, MAX penetration was about the only way I could feel anything, so I really pounded the hell out of her. After another good 30+ minutes of this I FINALLY came, and I was really more reLIEVED than happy. A seemed to be a bit proud of her efforts too, and she really did take it like a trooper after calling a halt to things in the first session when the writing on the wall SCREAMED that I couldn’t finish while fucking the HELL out of her.

We cleaned up and I made another series of calls to MX and the front desk about our room status. They continued to say that the standard rooms were booked, and that they were checking as to whether we could get the discount on the apartment that Mx wanted (120 Sing. Dollars vs. the 132 we had been paying). After a half-hour of non-stop calls, the female desk manager finally told me that we could have a 2-bedroom apartment for the week if we’d agree to change apartments. I said OK, but I gotta see it first to see if it’s the same setup, which was a good thing, as it ended up NOT being acceptable. I didn’t have a problem with the new apartment on the third floor having a balcony facing the STREET (more noise), but had a BIG problem with the fact the one of the bedrooms had two TWIN beds instead of the second king size bed like in our previous apartment. I knew immediately that this wouldn’t work, but the desk chick said they’d check to see if they could put a queen size bed in the second room. In the meantime, I had more time to kill in the apartment downstairs with A until I got word. It also started threatening a huge afternoon downpour outside.

I had figured that A was going to stay with me as long as I liked, assuming things were just like in the Philippines, that if the girl was treated fairly well that she’d want to stay indefinitely or until you told her to LEAVE. She, however, had different ideas, and announced that she needed to head home for a little while. As I was sexually spent and A, like almost all Batam ceweks, didn’t speak more than 50 words of English, I figured it was no problem to be losing a cuddling object for my afternoon nap. I fished out 220,000 rupiah (exchange rate was ~8700-1 in mid-July) and sent her on her way.

After a few more prodding phone calls to the front desk, I was asked to come have a pow-wow with the desk clerk and the hotel manager who I’d met a couple days before. He did all the talking and mentioned that they couldn’t go as low as 120 Sing. For an apartment that week, but if we wanted to pay our current rate we could stay as long as we liked. I guess they had found a taker for our room while jerking me around for a few hours. Mai pen rai. I asked if they had managed to find me a standard room for the rest of the week, and was told again that they were fully booked, but would try and find me a
room at another hotel. Meanwhile it started raining HARD outside. Uh oh.

The front desk ended up telling me about 3:30 P.M. that they could get me a room at their sister hotel, the Island Garden (I think) at a rate of 50 sing. (~30 U.S.) Per night. They said it was a slightly better hotel than the Island View, but quick communications with Mx and Bush Ranger revealed that the new place wasn’t as conveniently located, and since I was without a guide that night, meant that I was going to be quite handicapped logistically. Bush Ranger said that he thought he could find a better deal, and I figured I’d pack and try and stall a bit to hear back from him.

But in the end the day was saved as the front desk at Island View said that they’d had a cancellation and that they now had a standard room for me. Cool! Again, I really liked Island View and was glad that I could continue to stay there.

Of course as soon as I got settled into my room, the sun came out! Yeah, a cloudy day all around turned all GOOD in a hurry.

Mx confirmed that Epi and he were going to stay in Singapore that night and weren’t going to come into Batam until the next afternoon. I was a little disappointed that I’d be completely solo that night, but I had kind of been expecting that news. Mx also mentioned that he wasn’t able to change my Air Asia ticket, and that I’d have to book a new one. As the fares on Air Asia are DIRT cheap, I wasn’t too worried about paying less than 50 bucks to stay almost a whole other week in Batam.

I wasn’t quite as upbeat when I couldn’t get Dynasty Inn in Bangkok to hold my deposit on my room there for another 6 days. I was a bit bummed I’d paid in advance for my room for that night, but since I was expecting to arrive after midnight, I figured it was just being smart. Oh well, chalk up 990 more baht as a cost of extending my stay. And of course they DIDN’T have a room for me when I arrived after midnight on the new day. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, as Dynasty is just waaaaay too cool to have free rooms on random arrival days.

After moving my stuff into my new room (one floor directly above the room I’d had for several days previously) I headed out for a walk down to the ‘NED’ AKA Whitey Central to use the internet and have a few beers. As mentioned before, the only internet place I encountered was about 1 km away from the Island View and only a couple blocks from Rio Rita and Lucy’s Oarhouse.

I arrived at Lucy’s in the late afternoon to find a rather lively group of ex-pats apparently enjoying some post-work libations. I felt a little weird sitting at the bar drinking alone, but Evan came over and talked with me for a bit and even shouted me a couple of free Tiger beers. I appreciated the hospitality. Unfortunately it was a Monday so PP Bananas didn’t open until after 7 PM as it’d have been nice to have been ‘entertained’ that afternoon. I did stop back by later in the evening, but the place was pretty damned dead with no girls besides bartenders/waitresses at ~ 8 PM. I was told that they had all just arrived and were putting on makeup, but it sounded pretty suspect to me.

After getting a little toasted at Lucy’s, a bubbling in my gut reminded me that I hadn’t eaten all day. OOPS! Despite the fact that I was totally flying solo, I got a taxi to A-1 pujasera and had my favorite nasi goreng (fried rice) and calamari double header washed down with a big-ass Bintam beer. While I realize that these are not exactly gourmet dishes, I REALLY liked the stuff and completely GORGING myself for less than 6 bucks just blew me away.

After the calorie overdose, I caught a taxi back to the Lucky Plaza area so I could easily find my way home after a planned look into the nearby booking places. I wasn’t really planning on acquiring company. The two marathon sessions with A that morning had really hammered home the point that my cock was nearly DEAD and badly needed some REST. I also noticed that I was developing a KNOT on the shaft from doing so much fucking. I don’t think a mid-30’s human cock was supposed to be getting that much activity! And, of course, I still had 3 weeks in Asia to go. With no amigos around to make fun of me for spending a boring night SOLO in Asia, I was pretty content to call a timeout for the evening and hopefully give my battered better half time to heal.

But as not to forever be excluded from the mongerer’s union, I indeed wanted to at least look at the talent available in Batam on a Monday night. And, as many of you might predict, I DID find someone that overwhelmed me into picking her for a session. In the interest of discretion, I can either post the pics OR name the place where I found the girl. I’ve decided to post the pics.

The girl that ended up flooring me didn’t immediately stand out in the fish bowl that contained about 25 girls at about 8:30 PM, as she was rather conservatively dressed and seated in the midst of several other girls. But the mamasan, seeing my hesitation at picking girls started motioning for them to stand up and picking girls at random to recommend to me. I didn’t pay much attention to her recommendations initially as it seemed like she was starting on one end of the fishbowl and working her way towards the middle. But when one girl stood up I got a glimpse of what immediately seemed to be WORLD class BIONIC cleavage, and the rest of the package wasn’t too bad either. The girl was obviously young, fairly cute, and had what looked to be inCREDIBLE long legs to match her apparently spectacular firm rack. Only half paying attention when she first stood up, I quickly did a double take and then my mouth dropped open: The girl had an inSANE body!

I tried to play it cool with the mamasan and casually ask the prices, and after I assured her that I hadn’t come in a taxi, I think I was told 130,000 rupiah for short time on premise and 230K for a long time booking. Still quite aware that my cock SHOULD have been headed for the D.L., I opted for the short time option, and looking back it made sense at the time as I had been burned on bum longtime bookings a couple of times already in my short stay in Batam. I figured that short time would serve as a good test drive, and at ~15 bucks for the privilege, seemed like a good deal.

My honey of the moment smiled when I selected her, which I thought was a good sign, and soon we were climbing the stairs to encounter one of the worst short time facilities I have ever encountered in Asia. There wasn’t even really a room, just a small cubicle enclosed by a curtain with a small shower behind a partition. The walls were about 8 feet high and there was no ceiling. I heard some apparently post-coital conversation in a strange tongue going on in the cubicle right next to us. If I hadn’t been still buzzed from an afternoon of drinking this might have bothered me, but as I was about to unwrap my evening’s gift from the mongering gods, I didn’t pay a lot of attention to my surroundings.

And my short time girl’s body in NO way disappointed. Her body was simply PERFECT. Not a single ounce of fat anywhere, thin and lanky with incredibly firm tits that pointed straight at the sky. Her body was the AFTER picture that any plastic surgeon would use to entice clients. But hers was all natural, and all mine. MIRACLES do exist, I guess!

I immediately broke out my camera, but my girl was quite shy, and initially refused. But I was persistent and kept trying to snap a few pics while she was undressing and showering. She’d laugh a little and try and pull away, but she was then quite excited about seeing the results. I quickly grew a little too busy to keep snapping pics, however, as she quite distracted me by washing me down in the shower.

We moved to the little bed in the cubicle, and I played with her body a bit and we started kissing. She was a little shy about all of this at first but quickly warmed up when I took my time instead of doing as instinct told me and penetrating her as soon as possible! We must have made out for a good 10 minutes, and when it did finally come time for penetration, she was good and wet, which is the only way I think it would have been possible to enter her as she was so tight and so resistent to my invading cock. She moaned quite a bit and urged me to be gentle by pushing against me, and I was so damned happy to be lined up for entry into this precious young thing that I did actually take it easy on her.

I’m not sure if she actually enjoyed the sex or not, but after I worked my dick halfway inside her she did at least move like she didn’t MIND. Of course a deep stroke would have her almost yelping, but I kind of LIKED THAT! Yeah, I know, I’m a pervert.

With the tired state of my DICK, however, I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to continue to take it easy on her. I wasn’t going to be able to finish only going in halfway and in our very short time together I had quickly grown attached to my new cewek amiga. After about 15 minutes of rather awkward boning mixed with quite passionate make-out sessions I decided to stop the session short and take her back to my room for an all-nighter. It’s really damned tough for me to fall in LOVE these days, but I was REALLY gaga for this girl and excited about taking her home and possessing her for a more extended period of time.

We showered and dressed and headed down to the entrance, and I told the mamasan I wanted to book her for the night, which got mamasan pretty excited. I’m not sure what hit me right then, but I did try and confirm that she’d suck dick before paying up, and my amiga got a horrified look on her face that screamed ‘NOOOOO!!!’. I IMMEDIATELY got cold feet, and mamasan had a short talk with the girl that caused some more pained expressions on my girl’s face. FUCK! I liked the girl and didn’t want to force her into doing something – something I normally don’t have any ethical dilemmas about!

I also thought about the tired state of my dick and it dawned on me that an all night boning session would inevitably end up meaning even a LONGER stint on the DL. It wouldn’t be prudent. While prudence is not my strong suit, I backed out on my deal and asked mami what time they opened in the morning. She said they were open from 10 AM to midnight, and I told her I’d be back the next day at 10 AM to book the new love of my life. My new love seemed quite disappointed, but I tried to communicate with her that I’d see her the next day. It was pretty useless as the girl spoke ZERO English. I mean she couldn’t count to six. I did have every intention of following through on seeing her the next day, though. I was crazy for that girl, and even though my dick was dead, the idea of getting some more pics of her had me very excited.

After my little weird short time adventure, I walked back to Island View and was blissfully crashed out by 10 PM. My (rare for me in Asia) deep sleep was interrupted by a ringing phone in the middle of the night, which I only answered because I thought that it might have been Mx or Epi calling to announce that they had decided to come down that night after all.

But it actually turned out to be IDA calling me and saying she had a friend there in the lobby and that they wanted to come up. Still pretty dead to the world, I kind of grudgingly said OK, and a minute later they were at my door. Ida has been featured several times in MX’s pics, and had been someone I had viewed as his girl and a friend since the moment I’d met her a few days prior. I was a little confused as to why she was calling me in the middle of the night, but after talking with her for a moment, it appeared that she wanted to set me up with her friend, a girl with what looked to be inSANELY big tits named Meli. For dedicated CH fans, this is the Meli that is also prominently featured in Mx’s pics.

They took chairs over by my window and immediately lit up cigarettes, something that STILL bugs the hell out of me when I think of Indonesia. Ida then started in with some pretty lame small talk while the apparently severely English-challenged Meli just sat there with her tits jutting towards the sky. I was only half awake, and about all I remember of my little chat with them was that Meli’s tits looked too good to be true – they HAD to be fake. This was the ultimate third strike for them that evening, as I was groggy from being woken up, had a dead dick with a 10 AM date scheduled the next morning, and Meli’s tits were fake. Of course I’d soon find out the next day from Epi and Mx that they were all natural and all specTACULAR and that I wouldn’t end up getting a mulligan and get her alone in my room again! OOPS!

The timing was simply ALL wrong to hook up with ANYONE that evening, but looking back, passing on booking my short-time girl and passing on having Meli hand-delivered INTO MY BED by Ida were some of the dumbest mongering decisions ever made in the history of the sport. I would KILL right now to be alone with EITHER OF THEM for 5 minutes, but that strange night I passed on BOTH in the span of a few hours. Looking back I WAS pretty concerned about not completely putting my dick out of commission and I WAS pretty damned tired when Ida and Meli showed up, but damn, man, it’s pretty amazing now that I passed like that.

Southeast Asia certainly can be a little unusual!

Photos: Batam A 72 73 74 75

Photos: My 'Jenny' 76 77 78 79

Photo: Ida and Meli (yellow) 80

pork, I hope you bought jenny some food !

Looks perfect for me DM...any more meat and she would not be nearly as hot. Those tits are damn perfect by the way....they should take photos of those tits and use them as the mold for making fake tits....they look fake...unreal.

I hope the rest of the pics are not Brazilian style with the girls covering their eyes or their faces blacked out.

Her body was infuckingcredible. Gotta be a little careful posting pics in the cheapie section. Photos submitted for gallery section aren't edited.

Those tits are freaken unbelieveable! Porker you sure you gave them plenty of field testing to make sure they were real ?

Don't pics from the cheapie section get transfered to the gallery?

Yes not taking Meli ST is probably the stupidest thing you ever did. She isn't exactly the most accessible cewek around. It took me over three months finally make the magic happen. Here you are getting it hand delivered to you. Also, Epi gets it in on a silver platter his first night (well of course Epi got it tainted after ole MX had splooged it up good.) I will actually make a really bold statement. Meli is the best short time session I have ever done anywhere. After I finished and delivered her to Epi he said, "Damn what was taking you so long?" Ha ha he was to soon find out! Oh yes the tits are real and they are spectacular.

As for your perfect body girl. Unfortunately, I talked to the mamasam who indicated her visit back to the the Kampong has gone from Ramadam to indefinite. However, whenever I saw her she always asked for Porker.

Oh by the way, I want to congratulate Porker for IMO what are the most entertaining trip reports. I am always amazed at how your reports convey bith useful info and the genuine feeling of being there.

Indeed. No-one quite "puts you in the drivers seat" as Porker, Sancho, and yes u-- MX. All three of you have a very fluid and vivid style.

Keep up the GREAT reports.

"Also, Epi gets it in on a silver platter his first night (well of course Epi got it tainted after ole MX had splooged it up good.)"

MX

I HAPPILY took sloppy seconds on THAT one!! What an inCREDIBLE FUCK!! I'm gonna fly back there AGAIN just to try and fuck her some more!! I can't believe that Porker wass crazy enough to let that one slip away!!

Porker ALSO let slip my Soi 6 honey with titties the size of his head. All he could say about her at the time was "her mouth looks so small". Gotta look past the chops to get the FULL picture!!

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Epi,

RE: Soi 6 Melon Girl.

She had a mouth? I didn't notice. All I remember was you pulling up her shirt and upon sight of those heavenly mounds of flesh I was left utterly speechless. It was truly impressive. Shit forget Porker how did I let that one get away.

MX - Porker

The 135cm (that's 4'5" in the US) tons o' jugs girl is no longer working Gang's Pub. The girls at the bar say she's in BKK working a t-shirt factory... riiIIIIIIiiiight. She MAY be stress-testing some of those shirts but methinks she's never gonna make any!!

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Photos integrated

I've been in a lot of t-shirt factories and I have never seen anything like Jenny.

Porker, she is quite officially the best body I have seen of the asian girls. I wish you had some pics of her lower body too, that looks like it might be even better than the top.

How do you nominate?

Peter29, her body was inSANE! Not just for Asia, but for ANYWHERE. ANY rational soul would've MARRIED HER on SIGHT, if notn for her history as a working girl and the fact the she knew about 6 words of English (she could count to FIVE).

Porker, amazing pics, espec. of Jenny. There are some genetic mutants out of Northern Vietnam that I encountered in Cambodia who consistently have tits similar to Jenny's -- upright, sock-solid and perfected formed on a slender body frame. One has to see and feel to believe that they're real. Great info.

Porker, regarding "My 'Jenny'"...

DAMN!

I agree.

>>she knew about 6 words of English (she could count to FIVE).>>

Porker, let me guess the sixth word: "Handsome?"

Lol, I didn't get 'handsome' much in Indonesia. Some popular English words that most ceweks knew were: 'Darling' (always in the context of "do you have a girlfriend?"), 'booking', and 'NO'! We always tried hard to disabuse them of that LAST ONE, though!