Bye Bye Bangkok
Time is running out!
It’s July 23, 2019 – only a week left before I have to leave Bangkok to go live in Pattaya.
Shite!
Why do I have to be so sick like this!
This devilish flu-like virus just clings and clings and clings!
I’ve always been a borderline sickly person, but in the past few years, it’s gotten noticeably worse. Is this just part of growing old?
My aging body’s immune system seems weaker, unable to repel invading viruses trying to kill me.
Not to mention Bangkok being a massive polluted city – with monger areas like Nana being especially grimy and unclean.
I’ve now had this cold for months. Being slightly sick all the time now feels like my normal state.
I’ve also found that drinking alcohol can trigger severe cold relapses.
But I drink anyway because I am an alcoholic addict.
My chronic sickly state is usually not bad enough to be bedridden or too weak to function. So I just go about my normal business, like shopping or doing the laundry. I even go to work because I have to, and just endure in silence.
Still, as a sickly sexpat being forced to endure frequent misery, I’m grateful for this one thing.
I’m still alive – and I’m still able to fuck.
That’s all that matters.
As long as I can still fuck whenever I want to, life is OK really.
I guess I feel about 70 percent OK, enough to venture out to Momo Massage, and try out this skinny-looking Pang.
I remember entering Momo Massage, and requesting Pang.
When she entered from the back room, I immediately felt misgivings, since I probably wouldn’t have picked her from a lineup. My preference is for spinners, but Pang was somewhat taller, with slightly thick legs.
Her manner was a bit edgy, with a false polite cheerfulness.
Still, I was fully aware that a sexy young chick like this normally wouldn’t give a wrinkled-face grandpa like me the time of day.
She seemed to sense my hesitency and at one point asked if I was OK with picking her. I assured her that she was fine.
I had come this far, so I would see this through.
I had signed up for a 90-minute bathtub soapy session, which I later regretted. In my sickly state, it wasn’t a good idea to stress my body in being alternately warmed and chilled before and after the tub session.
We talked further inside the room, when she began filling the tub with water. Pang was age 25, and a university graduate.
She currently works at a department store as a sales hawker, and only shows up at Momo’s if a customer picks her from their photo lineup.
After the bath, we proceeded to the main action on the bed. After a brief massage, things took a very pleasant turn.
I lay back on the bed, legs slightly spread, as Pang gave me a blowjob. She had superb blowjob skills, with great suction, and sensuous rhythm. I felt myself ready to spurt after only a few minutes, and had to stop her.
I again inwardly cursed my life-long affliction of “premature ejaculation.” I rarely get my money’s worth for ST because of this.
After I regretfully stop Pang from further sucking, we get ready to fuck. I slip on a condom, and she lays back as I enter her in missionary position.
Wow – her pussy felt great! Her tight pussy seemed to wrap around my dick in a squeezing embrace as I plunged in and out of her slippery rabbit hole into wonderland.
Her pussy felt so good I felt myself ready to spurt after only a couple minutes. I held out as long as I could, and then shot my load.
Goddamn! Way too short!
Since there was still time left after we finished, and I asked Pang for a second pop, but she refused, saying that I have to book a 2-hour session for two pops.
Yup, so typical for me. This is the fucking story of my unlucky life.
I discover the tightest pussy ever, just when I’m feeling very sick and have to leave Bangkok soon.
The next day, I had a severe cold relapse.
Shite – Goddam shite!
This relapse was bad. I felt very sick and weak, with the chills. No way I could venture outside my apartment now. The worst thing, is that I still has P4P chicks on my Bangkok Bucket List — and the relentless clock is ticking.
Above all, I need to get one last final blowjob from Bangkok’s best deep-throater!
Sucked into the Ecstasy and the Agony
I first was alerted to “Bowie” after reading a review about her on a website.
An excerpt:
“On walking up to Kasalong, an older gal with a fairly fit body walked up, grabbed my hand and asked if she could blow me.
Her name was Bowie and she was very eager . . . This girl could take it deep – she spent a lot of her time with her nose dug into my pubes and my cock rubbing against the back of her throat.
Bowie had fantastic skills and kept alternating between the balls, the shaft and the head – she knew when to slow down and when to speed up to really tease me, and make my toes curl through the entire blowjob that lasted nearly a half-hour.
Even though I usually take a bit of time to cum, Bowie didn’t complain at all and kept going like a champ for the full 20-30 minutes – and eventually when I did release a huge load into her – she swallowed all of it.
Wow – Just wow – I think I’ve found a new favorite girl for blowjobs in Bangkok.
At 800 baht for a great deep and sloppy blowjob, this was an absolute steal and worth every single Baht.”
Well alrighty then!
I need to check out this lady pronto!
But there was a sticky problem.
I had another regular BJ lady at Kasalong named “Tik,” who could also deep throat, so I would only pick Tik.
I knew that picking another lady would piss off Tik. So I tried to do the right thing.
I first went to Kasalong to get a Tik blowjob, and then mentioned to Tik that next time I wanted to try another lady, “Bowie.”
Tik reluctantly said it was OK to try Bowie next time.
So on May 27, 2019, I went to Kasalong BJ bar and discovered Bangkok’s best deep-throat cock sucker.
Wow – just Wow.
Yep, Bowie was just as advertised. She even exceeded expectations.
Bowie could suck very strongly, and go balls-deep with no problem. She kept my dick inside her mouth and down her throat continually, without having to come up for air.
Instead of stopping the blowjob so she could take a breath, she would forcefully expand her airways and suck in air around my dick. I’ve never experienced a blowjob chick doing that before!
Bowie’s blowjob is so mind-blowing, it makes you seriously consider marrying her, just to have your dick sucked by her as often as possible.
Poor Tik. Of course I never went back to Tik after discovering Bowie.
So it was very uncomfortable when I visited Kasalong for another Bowie blowjob, and have to walk past a silent Tik glaring daggers at me.
But here’s the real tragedy.
I only got a total of seven Bowie blowjobs. The number should have been a lot higher, but cruel fate conspired to thwart me.
This is what happened.
So after my second Bowie blowjob, I returned to Kasalong about a week later for Bowie. But she was gone.
“Bowie go home,” her co-workers said.
I was to sadly discover later that by “home,” they meant that Bowie went back to her province. They had no idea when, or even if Bowie was coming back.
Shite!
I cursed fate and the Gods. It’s the story of my life really.
Just when I experience something truly wonderful, somehow it doesn’t last. All I ever get is a taste of ecstasy. Even with P4P.
Everything is so fucking fleeting in this life!
And then about a month later, a miracle happened.
On July 14, 2019, I had an inkling to visit Kasalong, for a Tik blowjob.
It was late afternoon, about 5 p.m. I still had a mild glimmer of hope that Bowie might have somehow returned.
Lo and behold, As I neared Kasalong, I saw Bowie!
She eagerly got up to greet me. She said it was her first day back at Kasalong, and I was her first customer.
Oh lucky man! I then savored the ecstatic joy of a heavenly “welcome back” blowjob for the ages.
During our session, Bowie explained that she had returned back home because her 19-year-old daughter had attempted suicide by slashing her wrists.
So Bowie stayed home for a month to care for her daughter. But she assured me her daughter is OK now.
Wow.
So that’s why I was deprived of my supreme oral pleasure.
Well goddamn.
Of all the times for Bowie’s daughter to try and kill herself, she had to pick now?
What unhappy luck, for both Bowie and me.
Life can be so goddamn messy and shitty!
I also felt a sadness for Bowie, and that part of her family life I will never know.
But time was running out!
I had to leave Bangkok on August 1, only two weeks away.
Shite.
So I did manage to squeeze in 5 more Bowie blowjobs, along with other P4P pleasures on my hedonism “bucket list.”
My last Bowie blowjob was at the Star of Light BJ bar in Patpong. Bowie had just quit Kasalong to join her friend working at the seedy SOL.
At that time I still was really sick.
It was July 30, 2019, my last free night in Bangkok.
Because the next night I needed to stay home and finish packing everything I owned, and then depart for Pattaya the following morning.
It was now or never.
I heroically rose up from my sickly deathbed – for my last-ever Bowie blowjob.
Thankfully I didn’t experience obvious cold symptoms like frequent coughing. I just felt terribly lousy inside. So Bowie had no idea I was very sick.
Even when sick, however, it’s not hard to rise to the occasion for a blowjob. It doesn’t require much exertion to just sit on a chair and let my dick get sucked.
I almost didn’t spurt during that last marvelous blowjob.
I was standing and face-fucking Bowie vigorously for a long long time. But she took it like a champ, and we eventually got the job done.
And then, I got icing on the cake for my last hedonism fling in Bangkok.
Big-Tit Bliss in Patpong
I first met “Kim” many months ago, when cruising around Patpong. I was leaving the area and was walking past her outdoor beer bar nearby the Foodland market.
Kim was among a handful of bargirls standing on the street and trying to pull customers in. They called out to me as I walked past.
I paused, but wasn’t interested in their hustling.
I started to walk away when Kim asked me, “What’s your name?”
I noticed she was looking intently at me, with sincere interest.
I immediately felt a favorable reaction.
Somehow, in that instant, it didn’t seem like a hustle. It felt like meeting someone new in normal life, who might end up becoming a good friend.
Of course I instantly noticed Kim’s very large tits, and her exposed cleavage.
But I was tired and just wanted to go home. I just exchanged names with Kim, vowing to return.
I returned to Kim’s bar several weeks later.
Over a round of drinks, we started chatting.
Kim said she used to own a small convenience store, but it ended up losing money. It cost her bigtime.
She ended up with a debt of 700,000 baht before closing her store. Now she was trying to pay off her debt by working in a bar.
I asked Kim if she did ST. She said yes, and her price was 3,000 baht.
Well goddamn!
Well, this is Patpong, after all.
I reluctantly left Kim’s bar without pulling the trigger.
So this is what it’s like to be a poor Cheap Charlie sexpat.
This is really the core message in all my P4P tales: Don’t be stupid like me! Save money for your retirement!
So I never went back for a ST with Kim.
But, this was my last P4P night in Bangkok.
I will not walk this way again.
Why not brother?
What you got to lose?
True, because I deprived myself of a peak sexual experience, I will have that extra 3,000 baht in my bank account while I’m lying on my deathbed.
But while I’m lying there, taking my last breaths and doing a life-review – recalling the image of Kim’s awesome tits that I never got to fuck, would only trigger deep stabbing regret – instead of a happy memory.
You only live once!
Actually, that’s not even true.
“You only live twice Or so it seems One life for yourself And one for your dreams You drift through the years And life seems tame 'Til one dream appears And love is its name . . . This dream is for you So pay the price Make one dream come true You only live twice”
Conveniently, Kim’s bar is less than 30 meters away from Star of Light.
I walk to Kim’s bar, and see her there.
She indicates the couch next to the street. I feel a bit uneasy, because I can actually see the Star of Light from our couch.
What if Bowie sees me sitting with Kim, right after sucking my dick?
But since I’m sitting with my back facing SOL bar, it’s unlikely Bowie will notice me.
And even if Bowie catches me being a “butterfly man” so what?
In two days, I’ll be gone with the wind.
Hasta la vista, baby!
So Kim and I are sitting on the couch, casually chatting. She seems a bit edgy and nervous, and asks if she can smoke.
I have to ask Kim again about details of her personal life that I had forgotten, since our last meeting was many months ago. Among the forgotten details was that Kim had a 9-year-old daughter, but I can’t remember what province she’s from.
I cut to the chase quickly. I ask Kim again how much is Short-Time.
“I told you, 3,000 baht,” Kim says irritably.
I then ask about the barfine (600 baht), and if there was a ST hotel nearby.
Kim replies that there is a nearby ST hotel, with rooms for 400 baht.
I then make Kim a counter offer of 2,000 baht for ST, and we can go to the ST hotel.
She readily agrees
So including the 300 tab for our drinks, my total cost for ST was 2,700 baht.
Not a bad price for a bucket list item: getting to fuck huge tits!
We finish our drinks, pay the tab and head for the hotel – only a few minutes walk away, located somewhere on the adjacent soi.
We walk upstairs to the second floor to a room that is actually pretty decent.
Kim’s manner is more quiet and subdued, as she sits on a chair and lights up a cigarette. After the ST, she would also smoke another cigarette.
I realize that apart from her lively and joking bargirl persona, Kim seems like a somewhat serious woman.
I guess that’s partly due to her age, maybe in her 30s. I also wouldn’t be so cheerful if I was a Thai bargirl with a 700,000 baht debt.
Things then proceed in an unsatisfying note, when Kim does not agree to shower together. The bathroom has an old-style tub.
So I stand naked inside the tub, and Kim uses a spray gun to clean my dick area. Then she tells me to go back into the bedroom, and still clad in her towel, steps into the tub and pulls the curtain shut.
Sheesh, a modest lady – not a wanton porn star.
I lay on the bed waiting for Kim. She emerges and then comes to the bed. I quickly pull off her towel, exposing her huge hanging tits.
Wow. They look so goddam big against her chest! Soft squishy globes of pale white flesh to play with!
She gets on the bed and lies on top of me, her tits like big soft pillows mashing against my chest.
I start sucking on her nipple, and she immediately gasps and moans in pleasure. Ahh yes, so she’s nipple sensitive.
I work on her nipples awhile, and then she says, “condom.”
Hey wait, not so fast, baby.
I ask, “You smoke too?”
Of course she does. But her BJ is just OK.
I move my dick down toward her tits, and she grabs for my tube of KY jelly lying nearby.
Excellent. With no prompting, Kim is getting ready for the main event: the titty fuck!
We lube my stiff dick (thank god for kamagra). I then straddle her chest, and slide my greased pole between her massive mammaries.
I squeeze her tits together and being tit-fucking vigorously.
“Yeha! Ride’em Cowboy!
Yippie Yai Yay!
Kim’s tits are so soft, that I don’t feel enough squeezing pressure on my dick, which keeps slipping out from between her tits.
She then fuck doggie style, which she likes.
Then we resume tit-fucking for a finish. I’m amazed at how big her tits look. They seem to cover her entire chest, and even slightly cradling her head that looks weirdly small by comparison to her monstrous globes.
Finally the only way I can get decent pressure around my dick is to lower my torso, almost resting my head on the bed, giving me more leverage.
Meanwhile, I’m squishing Kim’s tits and her head into the mattress with my torso, as I just pump away, fucking her tits as hard as I can.
It kind of feels like fucking a loose pussy.
Poor Kim. She must be feeling very uncomfortable, but didn’t say a word.
I eventually realize my dick feels numb and I won’t spurt. So I finally stop when it begins to get boring.
I roll off Kim, and say, “I tired.”
I then sheepishly confess to Kim I couldn’t “finish” because of my earlier blowjob at SOL.
Kim just laughs, and rolls on her side.
She grabs her towel and says, “I go pee pee,” and heads to the toilet.
Now that the deed is done, I’m worried if my cold will relapse.
It’s stressful on my weak, aging sick body to be naked and wet, and get chilled.
I also have a long ride back to my apartment on the MRT, which has frosty cold air-conditioning.
But I felt satisfied, because now there will be no stabbing regret on my deathbed.
Kim happily accepts my 2,500 baht, and agrees to pose for a few photos.
They fail to accurately show how massive Kim’s tits appear in real life.
My bad!
And so, my wild last hedonism night in Bangkok is now history.
I returned to my apartment, initially satisfied that I did the best I could – with what I had left.
Shite… more.
I still want more!
More Pang! More Bowie! More Kim!
I don’t want to leave fucking Bangkok now!
But the die was cast.
I had contracted with the movers, terminated my lease in my Huai Kwang studio, and reserved my Pattaya apartment.
I had to leave.
So on August 1, 2019, I left Bangkok with stabbing regret – wowing to someday return to the Big Mango.
Time has Come Today
So here I am now – riding my bicycle in a deserted parking lot in Pattaya, mildly sweating under a late morning sun – re-living those desperate last Bangkok days.
It’s been nearly two years since my encounters with Pang, Bowie and Kim.
Two years is an eternity in the unstable P4P universe.
I have little realistic hope of seeing my ultimate fantasy fuck-and-suck dolls again.
I actually had planned to return to Bangkok much sooner. But the Covid Apocalypse swept the world and changed everything.
But I’m still alive, and so grateful to stay alive to fuck another day.
So after nearly two years of wondering and yearning for what I was missing – the time has come today – at last!
It was time to go back to the apartment and get ready for Nam’s taxi ride to Bangkok.
To be continued