Busting loose in Hongkong…for travel-minded fellow pooners

[tantalizeme]

Introduction
Did my Christmas rejoicing in Hongkong this year. Hope my travel notes are useful to at least one brother (just as Chica Chaser’s recent reports were helpful to me).

Exploring erotic offerings in my travels is one of my life's remaining goals. While I don’t usually make short visits oversees just for pooning—that makes no economic sense—I sure love to spice up business and sight-seeing with spreading bliss among cash-strapped ladies in exchange for mutually pleasurable services.

And I’ve felt the lure of Hongkong ever since reading Richard Mason’s The World of Suzie Wong in my teens. It’s a high-energy place, scenically spectacular and ridiculously crowded, but far less polluted than most Chinese cities.

This was my 2nd visit, and I came prepared with knowledge gleaned mostly from www.internationalsexguide.info. Had I known before what I know now, I'd scarcely have bothered with Temple Market SWs—who generally ask foreigners for HK$500 and then deliver uninspired service in grimy hovels nearby, eager to return to their stroll to nab the next tourist.

This time, I checked out 4 places: 37 Dundas, K Pressure, the Golden Cummings club & two nests of Thai girls managed by "dragon ladies." My stomping grounds were all in the Mongkok-Jordan area of the Kowloon peninsula. Donations ranged from HK$500 (Can$65) to an unbelievable HK$120 (less than Can$17). 1 Can$ = 7.7 HK$.

Sex work is openly tolerated as part of the economic landscape. "Yellow sign" brothels abound, bearing such quaint messages as "Yi Ye Qing/One Night Love," "Da Jia Le/Everybody Happy," or "Da Liang Zhu Cheng Xiao Jie/A lot of girls stationed here."

There's often no English on these signs, or else just "Massage," or sometimes "Welcome to Men's Paradise." Knowing basic Mandarin makes a big difference when it comes to breaking the ice with most of these girls, except for the Thais.

I've never felt as popular with women as I seem to be with Asian hookers, and perhaps not just because of money. I feel they think I'm a genuinely nice guy, sex-loving, friendly, easy-going, and apparently more respectful and considerate than many guys.

 

[tantalizeme]

37 Dundas

My first romp was fabled 37 DUNDAS, half a block W of Nathan Rd, well-reputed for hassle-free quality pooning.

There're lots of unmistakably garish signs all over the alley-way entrance. My history in this hobby allows me to walk into this sort of place calmly, curiously, almost without nervousness. Come what may, I’ll almost certainly enjoy myself or at least learn a useful lesson.

I walk up a flight of stairs, and there’s a welcoming committee of 3 cute ladies. One of them leads me into a karaoke-type TV room and cites several prices in largely unintelligible English.

I opt for "50 minutes full” for HK$490. I hand the manager a HK$500 bill. To my surprise, she returns with $100 in change—and 2 lovely girls in tow. I pick Cherry, the hotter-looking one, an almond-eyed Asian doll with sultry mascara and a dainty picture-perfect body. She looks barely 20 to me, but later tells me she’s 25, from Fujian province in China. She hardly speaks a word of English.

Hand in hand we walk 2 floors up, past what seems to be an erotic KTV, to an hourly hotel on the 3rd floor. I hand an older lady the $100 for a spotless room with a wide bed, toilet & shower, and a TV showing a porn movie featuring squirters.

Cherry washes me with gentle care and does a soapy vertical bodyslide. Then she kneels down for a fine BBBJ in the shower. She continues the BBBJ on the bed, dedicated to making me fully hard. She also does nipple-sucking and BLS.

Her smallish breasts are totally natural, and her dainty figure with a belly-button piercing is model-perfect. She sports a cute untrimmed bush. She wants her tiny-looking twat rubbed very gently. She is fine with DATY, but doesn’t like digits.

I decline the cock-strangling micro-condom she offers and take out my own Lifestyle XL, along with lube and face towel. “Good,” Cherry says, smiling.

It’s electrifying magic when I finally get to pierce her mildly resisting flesh with my nerve-studded ramrod. Cherry is sweetly cooperative, though not excessively enthusiastic, as I bang her in different variations of mish, CG and doggie. When I pop, she asks, "Ni chu le ma?"

On the way out, there’s now a cheering committee of 5 girls in the 1st floor waiting area—all with vamped-up Asian baby doll faces that proved evolutionarily hugely successful in motivating men to mate (judging from the number of closely similar copies around). I promise to come back soon.

Heck, there’ve been many times when I went crazy with desire for someone like Cherry and would gladly have forked over a grand to bang her. And at 37 Dundas, that’s the most easily arranged thing in the world—for about Can$65.

One of the great benefits of pooning is that I’ll never again make a groveling, gift-buying fool of myself, just because some mini-skirted hottie makes me horney.

 

[tantalizeme]

Golden Cummings Club

Next day in the afternoon I go in search of the place recommended by Fiona, one of my ATF micro girls here in Vancouver. https://perb.cc/vbulletin/showthrea...%97-amp-getting-a-massage-too&highlight=Fiona

Fiona wrote down directions to her former workplace in Hongkong for me, in the form of 16 Chinese characters. I can’t read them. But when I show Fiona’s writing to locals, they direct me to a “yellow sign” brothel quaintly called Golden Cummings (on the E side of Portland St. N of Argyle).

Up a flight of stairs there`s a reception staffed by 2 Chinese guys. I show them Fiona’s handwriting and ask for the girl #128 she recommended. I’m told #128 is available and get ushered into a small room with shower just across from the reception.

Then I`m introduced to Bobo, a rather voluptuous 30-ish Sichuan lady with enhanced knockers. Broad face, stocky body; not my ideal type—but she`s friendly and exudes the promise of wicked lustiness. When I’m hot and bothered, lustiness in a woman counts for a lot more than beauty.

Bobo seems pleased when I say, "Wo xihuan ni." I`m asked to pay only HK$380 this time (less than $50 Can).

The room at Golden Cummings is plainer than at 37 Dundas: just a vinyl surface with a towel on top, a shower, and the standard hard-core porn on TV.

But we hit it off fabulously. Bobo is more enthusiastic than Cherry—tirelessly bangable, and a wild screamer. She mentions I`m her first today. From the start we exchange juicy vulgarities.

In the shower Bobo does a super-intense BBBJ. On the bed she starts with rimming.

Her looks don`t really inspire me to kissing or DATY, but I enjoy rubbing her neatly trimmed pussy and inviting starfish. However, like Cherry, she’s not digit-friendly.

We repeatedly cycle through the main positions, zestfully. For a bigger girl she’s surprisingly nimble in ACG. I’ve high hopes for Greek—given that her friend Fiona is a consummate Greek virtuoso. But no such luck: I guess my cock scares her.

But she welcomes cum-in-mouth. So after a good 20 min of cheery bouncing and trouncing about, I splatter my man gravy freely over her lips and face. She starts sucking me dry, but her suction is so forceful it hurts, and I cut it short.

I appreciate Bobo`s effort and give her a HK$40 tip. When I ask how many girls work at Golden Cummings, she says, “More than 20." But she`s not sure which of them goes Greek.

I leave feeling gloriously relaxed. Back at my nearby hotel I notice Bobo`s intense sucking left embarrassing red marks on my cock. They`re visible even a day later.

So I take a 1-day break from pooning before going on to experience one of my life`s most amazing firsts...

 

[hugedman]

tantalizeme,

Thank you for thinking of us in Vancouver even though you are on your biz and pleasure trip to HK...with your lingistic talents, I am sure you will have a great time in HK and China. Happy Holidays.

 

[ymmvguy]

Great report. I was reading on the internet about a district called "Wan chai". Are you familiar with it? Found an interesting website there called www.sex141.com with Hong Kong escorts and massage ladies. (The site is local hong kong only) What was the rate of exchange? 12 HK $ = 1 CDN $ ?

 

[killian]

What? TM, are you going to leave us hanging like that? Some of us aren't wearing pants!

 

[vancity_cowboy]

What? TM, are you going to leave us hanging like that? Some of us aren't wearing pants!

that's the tantalize part...

 

[Sonny]

What was the rate of exchange? 12 HK $ = 1 CDN $ ?

Tant's post says HK $7.7 = CDN $1 or one HK dollar is just 13 cents CDN.

You can find today's rate on any currency at http://www.xe.com/

 

[tantalizeme]

Hey brothers,

Always appreciate your encouragement. I mostly just write to process an experience in my own mind, enjoy the reliving of it, and mine it for whatever insight I can take away for my life. But if sharing info helps make anyone else's journey to erotic joy & freedom a bit smoother, why not share?

Great report. I was reading on the internet about a district called "Wan chai". Are you familiar with it? Found an interesting website there called www.sex141.com with Hong Kong escorts and massage ladies. (The site is local hong kong only)

Here's the scoop on Wan Chai: http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/showthread.php?951-General-Reports&p=990110
Basically, you pay a lot more for ladies you pick up in Wan Chai bars—2-4 times the going rate in MongKok, especially if they're local-born English speakers.

And yes, Hongkong has some of the finest escort websites I've seen, often with juicy pictures, e.g. www.sex141.com, www.161sex.com, www.miss148.com, www.man169.com, www.escorts.com, & others.

They not only give you contact info for a specific SP, but direct you to buildings where whole floors are crammed full with SPs, e.g. Pat Chun Mansion, Ng Po House, Chun Yee Building, Dun Tok Mansion etc. You just go there and see if a given apartment with a particular lady pictured has the "welcome" sign at the door.

I didn't explore this option this time around because of time constraints, but will on my next visit. Of course, most photos blur faces and can't always be trusted.

Wasn't my intention to keep you guys hanging in suspense. Just had to go to sleep. But below comes the next installment of my report.

 

[tantalizeme]

Thai micro girls managed by Chinese dragon ladies/APIWAT

Walking down Temple Street market behind the stalls on the W side you find not only SWs offering "massagee" and several porn DVD shops, but also a few grim-faced old ladies sitting on stools beside an entrance.

Never occurred to me to talk to them—until I came across International Sex Guide posts mentioning, rather dismissively, that these "dragon ladies" supervise stables of unattractive Thai hookers offering FS for a mere HK$100.

Well, I like to check out things for myself. Luckily, after a full day of penile rest, my little skin irritation cleared up. But I vowed: no more BBBJs on this trip!

I take the bus to the Buddhist temple and follow the street to the West which has lots of sex toy booths (the street on the East has an amazing number of fortune-teller booths). Just S of the intersection of Kansu & Temple St I notice the 1st dragon lady, and further along a 2nd one with spiky colored hair and a miniskirt.

"You have girls?" I ask in Mandarin, and immediately she leads me upstairs and demands HK$120 (Can$17) for 20 minutes of "suckee fuckee." I find myself in a large room with a couch in the waiting area, plus 3 ramshakle cubicles whose flimsy walls don't reach all the way to the ceiling, and whose doors consist of blankets.

"Show me the girls first," I request before paying. To my amazement, the harsh-voiced dragon lady calls a slim and pretty Thai girl from the back, dressed only in bra and panties, with a big butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. She looks around 30, speaks basic English and has a name that sounds like "Apiwat."

I also glimpse a second, equally pretty girl coming out of a cubicle with another pooner who has just finished.

Apiwat brings a plastic washbasin into my assigned cubicle and, somewhat grumpily, washes my strategic body part. She wants to dry my pride-and-joy off with toilet paper(!)—but Mr. Tantalizeme has of course come prepared with his own face cloth.

Then she just lies down passively on the mattress which is covered by a suspciously used-looking sheet. Never mind; it won't kill me.

I take the initiative removing Apiwat's bra and panties. Nice dark-nippled natural titties, and a brown, neatly trimmed, non-smelly pussy. I get my cock hard by myself while I stroke her lovely crack and, hesitantly, do a bit of DATY—wondering if this is a good idea.

I let Apiwat help me roll on the condom I brought. She willingly does a few minutes of CBJ, reconciled to her expected job. At the same time I digit her with lubed fingers, trying to spark arousal. I've evidently no success. "Too big," she keeps complaining.

So I pour lots of lube on my covered meat pole before sliding into her yielding honeypot. I'm surprisingly happy and aroused, feeling that I'm getting exceptional value for a mere Can$17. My fantasies seem to get off on the sleaze of the situation.

After a stretch of mish I ask her to go on top for CG, but she says no, "too tired." She doesn't even want to roll over for doggie. It occurs to me that, at such bargain basement pricing, she probably gets a lot of traffic.

Feeling empathy I bang her in the spooning position for a while. There's no moaning on her part at all. Eventually she positions herself at an angle that makes continued spooning awkward.

We both lube up our respective equipment some more—she her pussy, I my cock—before continuing in mish. Her eyes are closed. "You finished?" she suddenly asks, pointing at the big clock in the cubicle.

Feeling that I already got more than my $17's worth I oblige and finish up with quite a forceful orgasm in her tight orifice.

She removes the condom and washes my cock again. Smiling in a sweetly submissive way she says, "Sorry, but I can't fuck you again—it's too big."

An older Chinese gentleman is waiting on the couch for Apiwat's services. The dragon lady says to me on the way out, "Come again." I've walked about a block when I realize I've left my all-important bottle of lube behind in the cubicle.

So I return. Luckily, Apiwat and the gentleman haven't started proceedings yet, and I get my lube back. I notice the dragon lady speaks broken English with Apiwat because she's Chinese and obviously knows no Thai. I later learn that the dragon lady gets half of the $17, in exchange for providing clients as well as room & board (and covering the flight).

What an alienated existence these poor Thai girls must lead in Hongkong, offering up their bodies for less than $9 a pop, and not even able to communicate with their boss.

 

[tantalizeme]

Tant I was enjoying your read right up until the above. How could you not give the girl at least a $20 tip (peanuts to you) knowing what you know. I personally would want no part of that type of exploitation.

Hey HunkaHunkaBurningLuv,

Always love your articulate Lounge contributions. You're right, this experience has been weighing on my conscience. I fought an inner battle between my iron rule of never tipping in case of non-compliance with position requests and my compassion for this girl's predicament—which no reasonable amount of tipping would have assuaged anyway.

About not contributing to "that type of exploitation": ask yourself if you're really helping her by withholding your patronage and thus denying her whatever meagre livelihood she ekes out. Those who rail against exploitation (or "human trafficking") often seem insensitive to the fact that, in many Third World countries, the alternative to survival-level prostitution is starvation.

These girls come to Hongkong because economic prospects in Thailand these days are even worse. I say, better give them whatever pittance helps put food on their table than deny them business and contribute to their destitution and perhaps starvation—all the while feeling smug with moral superiority!

 

[tantalizeme]

Thai micro girls managed by Chinese dragon ladies/FA

After my encounter with Apiwat I go to rest up in my hotel and take a swim in the heated pool on the roof. But 3 hours later, I feel drawn back to the dragon lady micro once more, to try the next girl.

My original plan was to check out the famous K Pressure on Jordan Rd—but the lure of the $17 poon proves irresistible. Why spend HK$500 for 1 Chinese lady at K Pressure when I can relish 4 Thai ladies for the same price? The very fact that these girls are "giving it away" for next to nothing acts as a perverse turn-on, after a lifetime of eating my heart out to get enough sex.

When I get to the spiky-haired dragon lady's micro, she tells me, "Girl all busy. Wait 10 minutes." But I decide to leave and try the other dragon lady a few blocks up the street.

She's a frumpy, frizzly-haired hag who immediately takes me upstairs. She shows me a somewhat heavy-set but attractive, lively-looking Thai girl with a radiantly warm smile, named Fa.

This Thai micro is more spacious than the other one, and nicely decorated Thai-style. The rooms offer more privacy, with walls that go up to the ceiling.

Turns out, Fa is 33, university-educated and fluent in English. But, after the breakup of both her marriage to a Thai man and a subsequent relationship with a Swiss boyfriend—the first of which left her with 2 kids—she has fallen on hard times.

I say that the economic situation must be really desperate in Thailand for a university-trained lady to do this job, for so little money. "It's a very bad job," she agrees, "but what can I do?" She says she used to make 2000 baht per customer in Thailand, but demand dried up in the current unstable political climate.

Fa says she has been in Hongkong for only 4 days and plans to stay for 2 months, if her 1-month visa gets renewed. The kids are with her mother. She loves them dearly and supports them by sending money.

I've just showered, so no need to waste time washing up. Cuddling and fondling each other's intimate parts, we lie on the comfy bed. Fa isn't averse to kissing and has lovely big, soft tits which I suck on. Her skin smells faintly, but not off-puttingly, of Thai food. True, she's a little chunky around the midriff, but incredibly motivated to please. She seems disappointed when I turn down her offer of a BBBJ.

I pour lube on her pussy and start with digits that gradually turn almost to fisting. She's surprisingly spacious down there. I believe her when she says she loves to get fucked by a big cock. She later tells me she's not as popular with Chinese guys as the two smaller girls in the micro, and she always asks her boss to leave the Western men to her.

Fa ends up being a great lay, comparing favorably to most SPs I've had that were 10 times costlier. She's energetic in all positions, including ACG. I ask if she does anal, and she gently replies "I never have" (suggesting, perhaps, that it's just a matter of me gently introducing her to this gourmet treat?)

But I don't want to risk messing up a good thing by pushing her boundaries. After several more position changes she brings me to climax during wild ACG, her tits flopping into my face.

We lie side by side, drenched in lover's sweat—the best sweat there is. She claims, honestly or not, to have come twice herself.

Our rapport is phenomenal. She says she really likes me. I tell her about the other Thai shop down the street. She says she doesn't know about it; she never goes out! She lives in quarters adjacent to her workspace.

What, for most of us, would seem near-hellish confinement inside a poon factory, Fa seems to accept fatalistically. Despite her hard life she says she's happy.

After we've dressed I give her a HK$40 tip. She stuffs the cash down her blouse between her ample tits and kisses me gratefully goodbye.

What a day! Two romps with pretty ladies, and I spent less than $40. It's my good luck that Hongkong's cheapest SPs—those big-eyed, sweetly submissive Thais—are more attractive to me than all but the hottest Chinese ladies, and certainly way more attractive than almost all of my former girlfriends. Sure, it's carnality at its most animalistic—but nonetheless delicious.

The last thing I do today before returning to my hotel is buy a T-shirt that says, "I love Hongkong."

Fa certainly is a treasure. In fact, I repeat with her 2 days later, and again our encounter is fantastic. She's living proof that you don't always get what you pay for because a cheap pussy can feel just as great as a pricey one.

 

[storm rider]

My first romp was fabled 37 DUNDAS, half a block W of Nathan Rd, well-reputed for hassle-free quality pooning.

There're lots of unmistakably garish signs all over the alley-way entrance. My history in this hobby allows me to walk into this sort of place calmly, curiously, almost without nervousness. Come what may, I’ll almost certainly enjoy myself or at least learn a useful lesson.

I walk up a flight of stairs, and there’s a welcoming committee of 3 cute ladies. One of them leads me into a karaoke-type TV room and cites several prices in largely unintelligible English.

I opt for "50 minutes full” for HK$490. I hand the manager a HK$500 bill. To my surprise, she returns with $100 in change—and 2 lovely girls in tow. I pick Cherry, the hotter-looking one, an almond-eyed Asian doll with sultry mascara and a dainty picture-perfect body. She looks barely 20 to me, but later tells me she’s 25, from Fujian province in China. She hardly speaks a word of English.

Hand in hand we walk 2 floors up, past what seems to be an erotic KTV, to an hourly hotel on the 3rd floor. I hand an older lady the $100 for a spotless room with a wide bed, toilet & shower, and a TV showing a porn movie featuring squirters.

Cherry washes me with gentle care and does a soapy vertical bodyslide. Then she kneels down for a fine BBBJ in the shower. She continues the BBBJ on the bed, dedicated to making me fully hard. She also does nipple-sucking and BLS.

Her smallish breasts are totally natural, and her dainty figure with a belly-button piercing is model-perfect. She sports a cute untrimmed bush. She wants her tiny-looking twat rubbed very gently. She is fine with DATY, but doesn’t like digits.

I decline the cock-strangling micro-condom she offers and take out my own Lifestyle XL, along with lube and face towel. “Good,” Cherry says, smiling.

It’s electrifying magic when I finally get to pierce her mildly resisting flesh with my nerve-studded ramrod. Cherry is sweetly cooperative, though not excessively enthusiastic, as I bang her in different variations of mish, CG and doggie. When I pop, she asks, "Ni chu le ma?"

On the way out, there’s now a cheering committee of 5 girls in the 1st floor waiting area—all with vamped-up Asian baby doll faces that proved evolutionarily hugely successful in motivating men to mate (judging from the number of closely similar copies around). I promise to come back soon.

Heck, there’ve been many times when I went crazy with desire for someone like Cherry and would gladly have forked over a grand to bang her. And at 37 Dundas, that’s the most easily arranged thing in the world—for about Can$65.

One of the great benefits of pooning is that I’ll never again make a groveling, gift-buying fool of myself, just because some mini-skirted hottie makes me horney.

Sounds just like a visit to Sugarland....with the exception being no mamasan and no walk up to book a seperate room....the SOPAM service is there though.

SR

 

[chuckanut]

thanx for the awesome read tantalize!!

-chuck

 

[lenny]

There's often no English on these signs, or else just "Massage," or sometimes "Welcome to Men's Paradise." Knowing basic Mandarin makes a big difference when it comes to breaking the ice with most of these girls, except for the Thais.

I've never felt as popular with women as I seem to be with Asian hookers, and perhaps not just because of money. I feel they think I'm a genuinely nice guy, sex-loving, friendly, easy-going, and apparently more respectful and considerate than many guys.

This is not surprising since the TG's in LOS usually have passable English for an erotic encounter.
It's good to know that is the case in HK as well. BTW a couple TGs i know from BKK have worked
in HKK, making much more mulla there than they would in their home cuntry.

As to popularity, it's a common opinion that TGs are superior to Western females.

 

[lenny]

Tant I was enjoying your read right up until the above. How could you not give the girl at least a $20 tip (peanuts to you) knowing what you know. I personally would want no part of that type of exploitation.

Considering these "unattractive" TG's may get no work at all in LOS, they do what they must
to help support their families' life, which is so important in their form of Buddhism. Comparing
prices with Thailand their business arrangement in HK is also reasonable. Above average
lookers in expensive BKK were getting {from 2007-2010} about $30 CAD for a "date". And, of
course, the standard of living in Siam is much less than here; the average Canadian would
live like a king over there, paying an average of around a third of what they'd pay for
everything in NA, so your money would go 3 times as far. That is in the capitol, while in the
country areas and smaller towns the difference would be much more.

 

[tantalizeme]

Considering these "unattractive" TG's may get no work at all in LOS, they do what they must
to help support their families' life, which is so important in their form of Buddhism. Comparing
prices with Thailand their business arrangement in HK is also reasonable. Above average
lookers in expensive BKK were getting {from 2007-2010} about $30 CAD for a "date". And, of
course, the standard of living in Siam is much less than here; the average Canadian would
live like a king over there, paying an average of around a third of what they'd pay for
everything in NA, so your money would go 3 times as far. That is in the capitol, while in the
country areas and smaller towns the difference would be much more.

Thanks, Lenny, for your interesting, informed comment. Like myself, you seem curious about what's happening in this wider world of ours.

It's truly amazing to me, and disturbing, that Thai girls working in Hongkong for less than Can$9 a pop are "making much more mulla there than they would in their home cuntry"! But I guess, that's the result of terrible economic and political conditions in so many places.

I certainly don't share the view of those who think they're doing those women a favor by boycotting their erotic services.

 

[tantalizeme]

K Pressure "Men's Paradise"

Without this hobby, I don't think I'd have enjoyed Hongkong half as much.

The intense commercial bustle is interesting at first, and so are the scenery and the amazing (though digestion-clogging) food. But what kept me excited was the erotic fun to be had. My list of pooning targets kept growing just as time was running out.

At the top of the list is the legendary K Pressure on the corner of Woosong St. & Jordan Rd. Again I walk up a flight of stairs, past a grand painting of a Romanesque orgy. I'm received by a middle-aged female manager who steers me into the usual karaoke-style room.

It's HK$390 for "sexy on the floor," she says, and $110 for the room, to be paid separately upstairs. Very similar to 37 Dundas, except that at K Pressure you get introduced to only 1 girl at a time.

I give her HK$400, and the manager actually comes back with $10 in change and a petite, busty, doll-faced girl named DongYi who later tells me she's 26, from Shanghai. No English, but that's fine with me. We're left alone for a few minutes, and DongYi immediately snuggles up against me and rubs Jr. through the pants. She obviously craves my cock.

The manager comes back, DongLi leaves, and I'm asked if I want to see more girls. I say no, I'm happy with DongYi.

Right away, a smiling DongYi returns and takes me 1 floor up to the Hourly Hotel. I hand HK$110 to the lady at the reception. We go to quite a classy, spacious room with a big shower area that contains an air mattress with a towel on top, as well as a kind of stool with a gap in the middle.

DongYi obviously has a set routine in mind. First, she washes my goodies—both of them—very carefully. The gap provides easy access. Then I'm asked to lie face-down on the air mattress. She does an extended, pleasantly tingly-feeling body slide.

I'm asked to turn around, and DongYi starts a BBBJ. Her sucking is teasingly gentle, and she looks so pretty and eager-to-please that I decide to risk it. She alternates filling her mouth with water from 2 plastic cups, one hot, one cold. This gives me nice sensations, although Jr. doesn't quickly spring to life.

Mindful of the clock ticking, I mention I'm ready for bed. Again she has me lie face-down and does another body slide followed by rimming. When this continues for over a minute, I cut it short by saying, "Zuo ai ba/Let's make love."

I ask her to frig herself while I ready Tantalizer for action. She moans on cue when I touch her pussy but clearly doesn't welcome digits, just a bit of outside rubbing.

I let her roll on the condom and use lots of lube. As expected from her exquisitely petite stature, she's tight. We run through the positions in the order I initiate. I get to play with her nicely enhanced boobs. She's compliant but not overly enthusiastic. I rub her starfish without objections, but Greek is clearly not in the cards.

Lazy doggie is a favorite of mine, but strangely, this position isn't comfortable for her. She shows me a bruise on her knee, and another blue-black blotch of her forehead—apparently, she must have had a recent accident. Not the greatest of turn-ons, but I don't let it spoil my mood. She assures me I'm not hurting her.

Extended mish, and with a beauty like her I explode easily and intensely. We stay embraced for a minute, then she cleans me tenderly. She pays me compliments. When I ask how she likes her job, she says, "So-so." We lie nestled together a bit, before the 45 min bell rings.

In the shower, she insists on washing me carefully again, with seeming affection. Before we part she gives me a slip of paper with her name and number. We walk back down to the reception and quickly separate. As a nice added touch, the manager asks me how it was, and of course I say, "Fuwu feichang hao/Excellent service." DongYi really tried.

Certainly a worthwhile experience. A place like K Pressure or 37 Dundas gives you much more value for your Can$65, in pleasant and hygienic surroundings, than you're likely to get from picking up some alluring Temple market SW.

 

[tantalizeme]

Thai micro girls managed by Chinese dragon ladies/JENNY

The day before my return flight... A bit low on cash, I return to the spiked-hair dragon lady to try another Thai girl.

The dragon lady eagerly takes my HK$120. But when the Thai girl sees me, I'm shocked. "Not him!" she says. Wow. Didn't realize I've a reputation in this place.

It's heartening, though, that the girls have the right to refuse a client. Of course, the dragon lady doesn't refund my money. "Wait," she says.

While waiting I shake hands with a jolly-looking, chubby East Indian who's sitting on the couch, after a tryst with the girl who just refused me. "Very good service," he says. He keeps calling the dragon lady "auntie." She seems annoyed with him hanging around and wants him to leave.

The dragon lady leads me to a cubicle in the back, across from a shower. A girl with glasses comes in and introduces herself as Jenny. She's perhaps mid-20s, sexy-looking in spite of the glasses, fluent in English, but in an extremely grumpy mood.

"All with condom," she says. "If you're too big, I cannot. If you last too long, sorry, I cannot." Worriedly she pinches the base of my flaccid malehood with two fingers, as if to ascertain its girth. "Don't you worry," I say. "It's small."

"Only because it's sleeping," she says.

I find out, Jenny was on night shift, from 12 midnight to 12 noon. Now it's about 2 PM, and she was fast asleep when the dragon lady rudely woke her up to service me. Hell, I'd be grumpy too. I guess she's wearing glasses because she didn't bother to put on her contacts for just one client.

I'm not exactly filled with frivolous lust any more. Jenny starts jerking Tantalizer, but waking him up this way seems hopeless under the circumstances.

I smile, reminding myself that I'm in this for the experience. I ask her to stretch out and masturbate herself while I take responsibility for getting Jr. hard. Jenny, for all her unhappiness, has lots of nubile erotic radiance.

She's surprised when I waive my right to a blowjob, something that's standardly expected from those girls. Instead I enter her slowly, after letting her slap on all the KY jelly she wants. Her kitty is snug, but I fit fine.

"Sorry I can't make it smaller," I say. She laughs at this remark and relaxes when she realizes I intend to be gentle.

After a very pleasant warm-up in mish she turns down my request for CG—so regrettably, she won't qualify for an extra tip. But she's willing to do doggie and lazy doggie. I pound her with soft, gentle strokes, enjoying the soppy tightness of her yielding flesh.

There's no moaning or any other sign that she's the least bit sharing my enjoyment. She leaves her glasses on the whole time—I don't think I've ever banged a girl before who did that. I feel sorry for her, so I go back to mish and let myself come, after perhaps 10 min of penetration.

She seems suprised. "Time left," she says, "you can come again."

I didn't expect that. "No, it's okay," I say. "I don't want to hurt you. Let's just cuddle and chat a bit."

"You seem like a nice man," she says. "You don't look angry."

"Why would I look angry?" I reply, wondering if she encounters a lot of angry men. "My life is easy, probably much easier than yours."

She nods in agreement. I learn she's 24, studied International Marketing at a university in Thailand and dreams of going to Norway for graduate studies because she heard it's free there. "How is Canada?" she asks.

"Studying isn't free," I say, "but it's a great country. Very stable and affluent. You'd be extremely popular there."

Jenny says she hates Hongkong. She completed her 2-month stint and was supposed to return to Thailand on Dec 21st.

Apparently she had some kind of 1/2 price ticket and missed her flight because it was all booked up. Now she has to pay for her own flight and is working for money to do so. Her mother is sick, she says, and she wants to get back fast.

Out of idle curiosity I ask how many men the girls here service on an average day, but she won't tell. She mentions she has a job in Thailand, but it doesn't pay enough. She says again she's in a hurry to go home, to take care of her sick mother.

This really tugs on my heartstrings. Her initial grumpiness has given way to her real self—full of warmth, sweetness, curiosity, intelligence. That's one of the things I like about pooning: some of the women you meet are amazing.

She offers to let me take a shower, but I feel an urge to leave, precisely because I suddenly find myself massively, dangerously, attracted to this girl. My brain wants to switch into rescue mode. A tragedy that this beautiful person, with so much potential, is rotting away in this sordid Hongkong brothel.

Softie that I am, I almost give her an extra HK$100 tip—but then remind myself of my iron rule: non-cooperation with position requests means no extra tip. Who knows how much of an SP's sob story to believe: I've come across this tip extraction method before.

As I walk out into the blazingly sunny Hongkong afternoon, I'm thinking that, just as a girl like Jenny would have vastly greater value to men in North America or Europe, a guy like me has vastly greater value to women in Asia.

 

[Gomez Adams]

As I walk out into the blazingly sunny Hongkong afternoon, I'm thinking that, just as a girl like Jenny would have vastly greater value to men in North America or Europe, a guy like me has vastly greater value to women in Asia.

Exactly what value would that be? You are too big for them and dont tip based on self centered standards, surely it isnt because you bring your own lube, condoms and wash cloths.

You may not share the view of boycotting erotic services but you certainly are not averse to exploiting them. Glad you had fun on your pooning trip, doesnt sound like a place I would ever visit, thanks.