Part IV - Tidal Wave

I spent part of the morning shooting the shit with Tujunga. After grocery shopping with MX and Epi early in the afternoon, I took a cab over to the Jin Long sauna to meet the rest of the crew. Some afternoon nookie was in order, especially since I didn’t get laid the previous day. The boys were already up in one of the rooms waiting for the lineups to come in. In the room were Sancho, Xenono, Iznogood, Tujunga, newbie, and one of the greater Singaporean diaspora that seemingly inhabits this corner of China. He was the one who explained the system to us.

The room charge was 169 Yuan. The girls were either 300, 400, or 500, according to their badge color. The models were the 500 girls. In the Chinese sex industry, “model” is a euphemistic term for a tall girl. In addition to white skin, the ideal of Chinese beauty is height. The girl could be butt ugly in the face, but if she had height, she was a “model.” I believe sessions were 90 minutes to two hours. I don’t have in my notes exactly how long they were.

They brought the first lineup into the room, consisting of about 12 girls. The penultimate girl of the group hadn’t even time to get into position before I leapt from the side of the room we were on and grabbed her. My alacrity surprised even me, but there was no way in hell I was going to be denied that day. She was very tall, one of the 500 yuan “model” girls. She had extremely long legs, a slinky body, small breasts, and a great face. I waved goodbye to the boys and ushered her out of the room.

Her name was Bei. She hailed from eastern central China in a province close to Shanghai. She was easily 5’10 in height, just like the girl I had at Baby’s two days prior. In the sexy saunas, all the fun starts in the shower, and this one was no exception. She gave me a blowjob as she scrubbed my body. Soon we moved to the bed, where she commenced with one of those hot water blowjobs that seem to be de rigueur for these types of places. Then she slipped a condom on, mounted me in cowgirl, and proceeded, if I may bless her soul from here to eternity, to redeem Chinese femdom. She fucked me nine ways to Sunday, from one corner of the bed to the other, with more position changes than the Kama sutra. Whoa Nellie!

She had such a lovely ass that I had to finish in doggie, which is what we did. After I blew my load and we both collapsed, me on top of her, both spread-eagled on the bed, she stuck her arm out from the wreckage and proceeded to give me one of those thumbs ups. Well finally both of us were happy. I was beyond happy. I was ecstatic. I had forgotten how good a good lay can be. It was a new day and the clouds had parted. I must have ridden the taxi there on the sunny side of the street.

We hit the shower and then returned to bed for more. She licked my body, blew me again, gave me a rim job and deep-tongued my asshole. We went 69 and I ate her out. She did a handstand against the wall, while on the bed and gave me a blowjob upside down. Then she slipped another condom on me and climbed on again in cowgirl. This time she didn’t move out of that position. She rode me all the way, just like an Indonesian, and ground me into a second shot. Yes, this girl got me off, twice, covered both times, in the span of less than an hour. I was astonished. Amazed. Stunned. That is like the most unheard of feat imaginable.

I was drunk with that giddy, warm, fuzzy, afterglow we all get after a great bout of sex. The session was nothing short of cathartic. While she cleaned me in the shower for the third time, I commenced with a poorly sung rendition of Bob Marley’s “Redemption Song,” tears of delight streaming down my cheeks as the tune emerged. Weak-kneed, I gave her 500 yuan. She escorted me to the stairway, where I bid her a regretful adieu. As I stumbled downward, I managed to get a text off to MX, constituting a simple message: “Victory is mine.” No further explanation was necessary. The slump was over. A tsunami had engulfed me.

Sancho, the newbie, and I walked back to our hotel. We couldn’t find any of the others. It turned out that the Jin Long was quite close to the Berlin Holiday. It was less than a 10 minute walk. We found Xenono and all chowed at the dinner buffet in the hotel, scarfing our food in a hurry, as we had to leave at 6:30 for that evening’s festivity.

That night we were going to the Ji An KTV, MX’s favorite place on earth at that particular period in time. Apparently the girls at this KTV got very naughty in the room, and strip time would see some of them misplacing all of their clothes. Needless to say, we were all interested in witnessing this in person.

We piled into two cabs; the Singaporeans were going to meet us there. After we arrived, we had to wait a bit before the lineups started coming to the rooms, but eventually they began. Quality was better than the prior night, but still nowhere up to Changping standards in my opinion.

After several groups had trod through, I nabbed a really hot girl; but Carolina Man advised me to throw her back. He said she was a well-known problem girl, even with Chinese guys. So I released her back into the river. Later I spotted a tiny spinner lurking behind a wall of girls, and was ready to pull the trigger when it turned out that she was MX’s regular there, looking for her tilac. Foiled again!

I still hadn’t pulled after an hour, and was starting to get desperate. I didn’t want a repeat of the previous night (though at least I knew of two sexy saunas I could visit should all else fail). I decided to move into the hallway, and like an expectant spider waiting for something to stumble into the web, I lay in wait as groups of girls moved to and fro, shepherded by their mommies. My patience was rewarded 15 minutes later. Coming down the hallway toward me was a lone girl, I guess late to work and rushing to catch up with her mamasan’s group. Well she never made it. She got entangled in Murasaki’s web and was unable to advance another step down the hallway.

She was another tall one, wearing a mini-skirt. She had a nice body, and a decent face. Not a beautiful face, but quite acceptable, and she had an inviting smile I found very attractive. And her name was Yen Yen, the third one of the trip. She warmed up to me in my arms immediately. This fly seemed to be very amenable to getting sucked dry by this spider.

After a little caressing and giggling in the hall, I took her into the room and we plopped onto the couch. She immediately began sucking my tonsils out and feeding me in between kisses. Then she did something no KTV girl had ever done. She popped out her tits so I could suck them, right there. Then she lifted my shirt, sucked my nipples, popped out my cock, stroked it, and after examining it, gave me a thumb’s up and said “good” in English. Yes! A Chinese size queen! The tidal wave was still building steam.

Sancho was sitting next to me, and his girl also started to feel out my cock. Hilariously, she tried to get him to do so as well. It was pretty damn funny. Speaking of Sancho, I have to share an observation. I had been assured by those who know him that he was one wild dude, the life of the party type. Judging from what I’ve read of his exploits over the years, drunken and drug-induced sexual hazes and all, I expected him to be the epitome of the stereotyped party animal.

And that expectation proved to be furthest from the truth. I was actually shocked at how mellow and mild-mannered he was. He didn’t engage in any deleterious behavior. No public sex, no drugs, barely any alcohol, hardly a peep. Reality and myth were not easily reconciled.

Nasty time finally rolled around. All the girls were stripped down to their panties, and some didn’t even have those on. The party roared, the air redolent of sex and alcohol. Xen was swinging his girl around, but fortunately didn’t crush any skulls this time. I believe at one point a birthday cake showed up. It was somewhat surreal.

Yen Yen was a naughty girl that had the little purple one snapping at the bit. I had to get her into bed, so we left about 9:30. Bodies in various states of dress were flying all around the room, but I was oblivious to it at that point. My fervor for her was immeasurable, and destiny was not to be denied. Back in the room, I was issued the coveted all-access pass to her body. I licked it up one side and down the other, with long interludes in between, of which she was vociferously appreciative. She provided me with special GFE services. It was fantastic. We repeated everything at 6 am, and she left about 8. Redemption song indeed.

Ah, finally BBFS. Guess patience paid off and finally got yourself into a good groove.

If I recall, my lady from this night cock blocked Sancho and Murasaki a little bit. They both had their ladies undressed and were sucking on their titties. After my lady said something, they both started dressing.

This was somewhat unusual, as I had a finger (and sometimes several) up my lady's incredibly wet and juicy pussy and my tongue down her throat almost as soon as she was sitting down next to me.

Also, if I recall, Murasaki's lady had a tremendous rack on her. And Sancho's lady looked extremely cute in her polka-dotted dress. Even better when she was out of it.

One thing I have noticed about my western brethern is when in the KTV's they are quite anxious to have the girls immediately start making out and groping. I suspect this is an attempt to establish thing are going to work out before the fifteen minute trial period expires and you are on the hook for a 200 Yuan sitting fee. While there are some girls who are allover you right away, most aren't. I think the strategy leads people to miss a lot of great girls. I think in general girls will let you know with some more subtle initimate body language right away if they are good to go. However, I think many of these girls can get quite overwhelmed with an utlra aggressive foreigner. In there mindset the KTV part is a 5-7 hour marathon not a sprint.

Like I always say, if your sole or mostly primary focus is on getting laid, then you shouldn't probably be in a KTV. Saunas and BBS will better serve your needs. The KTV is really more about having a party and good time with your friends. I have adopted that attitude and pretty much good sex with hot chicks has naturally followed.

Wow xen i don't think i've ever fingered a ktv girl, and certainly never dfk'd her within the first 15'!...not my style and in addition, i'm usually too tired to be that aggressive from all the bbs gals during the day! I tend to pick up on subtle cues, etc and make a best guess....so far 100% gfe. Gotta say, language helps a lot. I recommend pimsleur for that btw.

Socrates, you have been to the KTV's in Chang An? Some of those places specialize in wild girls and it's pretty common to do everything up to a BJ while in the room.

Despite my comments above, to the effect whities need to simmer the fuck down. I have actually done BJ's in the toilet and twice had sex in the toilet of the KTV. One time I even managed penatration on the sofa. KTV girls are like a box of chocolates. But I must say lately that I too am batting a very high frequency of GFE once we got back to the room. So high I wouldn't even consider a trip to PI or LOS.

Miss Polka dot dress was about the only half way decent one of the trip. Nothing fantastic but at least I don't hold her in contempt like a couple of the others. I must admit I am trying to give China a fair shake but so far have not personally managed to hit any kind of groove there and find the place kind of frustrating. I am not bad mouthing the place. Just clearly I have not yet synced up with the place in any meaningful way as others have. Chinese women inevitably seem to always make me pissed off for some reason which makes them unique amongst Asian women in a bad way. Obviously I need to approach the situation differently than other Asian countries.

That Ji An girl truly surprised me. She was the naughtiest I've ever encountered in China. She initiated everything; I just went along for the ride.

IAS, I am sorry that China has been tough nut to crack for you. China for sure is way different than the usual SEA haunts. It is one of those places where people either love it or hate it.

It's also funny how we differ in how well we can swim in various cultures. I seem to do swimmingly in China, but I am not in Thailand. There were only about two or three Thai girls that I didn't want to rabbit punch in the stomach at some point.

IAS, I thought you enjoyed the black swing experience.

Glad you've found your nitch and stride in ci, mx.

I've never been to CA, I was relating my experiences with ktvs in CP. If they're wilder in CA, sounds like I'll have to pay it a visit next time. Continental has NY to Shanghai, so all I have to do is figure out a way to get from Shanghai to CP/CA.

The worse experience I've had with a ktv girl is her demanding a 100k tip for bb when it was time for her to go, claiming it was standard practice at the ktv (I assure you, it's not). I called her bluff when I told her I'll call the manager to follow up. Despite that, she still gave me her number for an outside hookup.