Mongering after the Apocalypse – Part 4
Sweet Sucking on Soi Honey
The resurrection of Pattaya began on July 1 – when the naughty entertainment industry finally got the green light to reopen.
I did my part to help out the bar industry by cruising through Soi 6, and fucking a tiny spinner named “Chili” from The Pussy Bar.
According to some PA addicts, she’s the shortest bargirl on Soi 6.
These old photos are from Horny bar’s Facebook page, where Chili used to work. I think she’s celebrating her 25th birthday in the photo below.
Unfortunately, based on her bedroom performance, this photo is a more accurate depiction of Chili:
But in the end I felt sorry for Chili.
While we were talking over a drink before the ST, Chili told me that she had remained in Pattaya during the lockdown, with no job.
Chili asked if she could stay in my apartment for 6 days. She claimed she was homeless, and locked out of her apartment for not paying rent. Right now she was forced to live with friends.
It was tempting: making this tiny, desperate bargirl become my grateful sex slave on my king-size bed. But my cheap Buakhao Road studio is small, cramped and claustrophobic.
Also, ever since the lockdown, my apartment building doesn’t allow visitors.
And finally, it would just be a too humiliating Walk of Shame for an old wrinkly grandpa like me to be seen in public with my obscenely-younger little whore.
With fleeting regret, I had to turn down Chili.
I cannot afford to sponsor a homeless bargirl with my meager retirement income. I would ultimately just invite a whole lotta trouble into my entrenched loner’s life as a Pattaya sexpat.
Soi Honey’s BJ Queen
On the next day, Thursday, I was busy most of the day, so by late afternoon I had to hightail it to Sweet Massage and Lounge on Soi Honey.
I had to get there before 4 p.m., before Ola went home for the day.
I had only recently discovered Ola’s vacum-cleaning, deep-throat sucking BJ skills.
Usually I don’t like to indulge in paid sex on consecutive days. Due to budgetary limitations and my old tired dick, I like to spread out my fuck-and-suck days.
My bare-bones hedonism budget allows for about 2 sex hookups per week — at the cheapest possible prices.
This restricts my horny hunting grounds to Beach Road freelancers, the massage parlors on soi Chaiyapoon and soi Honey, an occasional Soi 6 bargirl, and the hit-and-miss Thai Friendly pool.
Nowadays, whenever I find an unexpected P4P gem like Ola, my first emotion is an intense craving and obsession for more — accompanied by a sick, nagging fear.
My torturous fear is that something will happen to prevent another repeat experience.
I will then be forced to bitterly accept, with crushing disappointment, that all I would ever get was that one mind-blowing sexual encounter.
Anything can happen when it comes to P4P chicks:
A bargirl or masseuse may abruptly quit work and never be seen again.
Or a street freelancer will refuse to give you her contact info, and instead say you can find her every night at the same place (usually a lie),
Or a chick might give you her phone number or LINE ID, and never answer or respond.
All this has happened to me.
So whenever I encounter a wonderful new P4P lady, my aim is always closure.
To attain closure, the aim is to have many repeat fuck-and-suck sessions quickly.
So if something happens, and I never see the exceptional hooker or masseuse again, I will be satisfied that I at least had my share.
And I would go to my grave with less stabbing, haunting regret.
In the last few months when I used to bicycle past Sweet Lounge, I would often see Ola sitting there in the daytime. But I would give her a pass.
This was mainly because Ola isn’t a young slim spinner, and because of her mixed reviews by fellow Addicts on PA’s “Sweet Massage and Lounge” thread.
I remember one B.M. posting that he wasn’t impressed by Ola’s BJ skills. So he planted doubt in my mind about sampling Ola.
Now, I curse that unknown B.M. bastard for his “fake news.”
I suppose, like movie critics, everyone has their own view on what is a good movie, or blowjob.
I guess some guys aren’t impressed with a masseuse who will easily swallow your entire dick, balls deep, and let you grab her head and face-fuck her like a porn stud in a Pornhub video.
A masseuse who will also grab your hands to place them on her sexy big tits to grab and squeeze, while she’s power-sucking your dick like a jackhammer – with the added bonus of her finger going up your asshole.
If that doesn’t impress you much, then by all means give Ola a pass.
Below is a photo posted in September last year, in the “Sweet Massage and Lounge Soi Honey” thread, in PA’s Massage/Soapies forum.
Ola is second from the right.
So I make it to Sweet Massage and Lounge at 3:30 pm, and spot Ola standing outside.
About 4 or 5 other young chicks were standing or sitting around. As I greet Ola, I’m struck at the sight of a sexy chick in short shorts and halter top.
“Who are you?” I ask.
Ola and the other bargirls laugh. “She’s the cashier.”
“Wow, you sexy lady,” I exclaim. “You the cashier?”
I leer openly at her, staring at her body without shame.
I vaguely recall reading on PA’s Sweet Lounge thread that one of their cashiers is available for ST. But that was a while back. I am unsure if this hottie is the one mentioned in the thread.
I proceeded with Ola to the back stairway, and keep looking back over my shoulder at the foxy cashier. Maybe next time, eh?
I have to refocus on my urgent mission: a righteous and filthy porn-style blowjob from Ola!
We proceed up the stairs, as Ola chats cheerfully, bubbly happy at gaining a repeat customer. This will be our third encounter.
The first time, about two weeks ago, I was caught off guard by Ola’s fantastic deep-throating, and couldn’t control myself as I spurted quickly into her mouth.
I’m sure Ola was happy at having to do so little work. Being Asian-American, I tend to “fuck like a Japanese” and “finish in 3 minutes.”
The good part is that a blowjob/massage with Ola costs only 1,000 baht, instead of the 1,200 baht for full-service ST.
The next time, I vowed to try out Ola’s pussy.
I found out that at age 33, Ola is still childless. So her vagina has not yet been monstrously stretched out and torn by the cruel female torture known as childbirth.
When I returned to visit Ola two days later, I had masturbated beforehand watching a Pornhub video – to guard against prematurely ejaculating into her vacum-cleaner mouth.
I also swallowed a half-packet of kamagra gel, so my weary old dick would remain hard enough to poke Ola’s child-less pussy.
My mission was successful. I got the full treatment: Ola’s professional-quality oil massage, followed by a preliminary delightful blowjob, and then climaxing with a pornstar pussy pounding.
As part of her great customer service, Ola acted very horny while fucking. She pumped her hips in rhythm, and grabbed my ass to thrust my dick more deeply into her.
I thoroughly enjoyed slamming into Ola’s body and make her big tits bounce crazily on her chest. Ola’s enhanced tits look and feel totally real – a very excellent boob job. Her tits were delightful to look at and play with.
But on this third encounter, I know what I want. Another sublime blowjob.
I get to know more about Ola, as I’m lying naked on my stomach while getting a leisurely oil massage from her skilled hands. Ola had worked for 2 years as a regular masseuse in Bangkok, before she came to Pattaya two years ago.
Ola’s family is from Chumphon province in southern Thailand. They live in farm country, away from the coast, Ola said.
Ola spent the lockdown with her family back home, and she returned to Pattaya about mid-June. Ola wisely saves her money, and had no problem weathering the lockdown.
Ola said she doesn’t drink or party much. She is content with her quiet, simple life in Pattaya. After finishing work at 4 pm, she walks back to her apartment on soi 15.
She relaxes there, then gets something to eat for dinner, and maybe watches some TV before going to bed about 9:30 pm.
She rises the next morning about 6:30 am. After her morning routine, she walks to Sweet Massage and Lounge, arriving at 8 am.
“You get customers that early?” I ask.
“Yes, some men go jogging, or have coffee at the cafe in the morning, and they come afterwards to see me.”
I joke with Ola about finding a sugar daddy, but she’s not interested. “I had a farang boyfriend about 5 years ago, but we broke up a long time ago.”
I laugh and tell her, “I bet many farang stop you when they see you walking on Buakhao – they probably ask you, ‘Hey sexy lady, where you going?’”
Ola laughs. “Yes, they always ask me for my phone number,” she says. “I tell them come to the shop. Good for business.”
“Yeah, that’s the best advertising,” I reply. “Just walk around Buakhao.”
I myself have scored with a couple hotties I spotted walking along Buakhao road. What a great city, this Pattaya!
Ola says she is happy with her life and work routine. She generally declines LT requests, and prefers just doing ST massages in the shop.
We finally get down to business. I request a BJ only. No need to fuck today.
As Ola starts to oil my dick, she also grabs my hands to put on her big tits.
“You play with my boobs, then you get hard,” she says with a laugh.
I jiggle her tits, and start squeezing and rubbing them together. Hmmmm.
“Your tits very big,” I say. “Maybe can tit-fuck.”
“You want to tit fuck?” Ola says with a smile. “Sure, no problem.”
She picks up the bottle of oil and squirts it between her tits.
She then bends down over me, and cradles my stiff dick between her tits.
Yeah, her tits are big enough to tit-fuck. But they are not huge knockers. She has to really squish them hard around my dick, and cup the outside of her boobs with her hands to keep my dick from slipping out.
After my dick pops out a couple times from between her tits, Ola says, “not hard enough.”
She bends down, and resumes deep-throating my dick.
Heavenly!
What a dilemma. Whether to spurt between Ola’s big tits, or deep down her throat.
We resume tit-fucking, and it feels wonderful.
Ola’s mashing her chest against my groin, smiling at me as I’m fucking her tits hard.
But I want to come down Ola’s throat.
“That’s enough tit-fuck. I want to finish with BJ,” I say.
“Sure, no problem,” Ola replies.
We aim for the finish, as Ola begins deep-throating my dick strongly, in ramrod style, her head bobbing furiously up and down, while she’s crouching down between my legs.
I lift my legs and drape them over her back. While her head is squeezed between my legs, I grab Ola’s head and start to face-fuck her vigorously.
She takes it like a champ, and keeps on going.
Because I had fucked “Chili” the day before, I figured I would not come so fast in Ola’s mouth. Sure enough, I’m able to last much longer than usual.
I’m amazed at Ola’s stamina and power. Most chicks would pause or stop by now, from my long-lasting throat pounding.
Hah! I made Ola work hard for her money this time!
Finally I spurt my guts out. Ahhhhhhhhh.
I lay there, totally spent, laughing giddily.
Life is damn good!
Ola laughs as she tenderly wipes my drained dick with a handi-wipe.
As we’re leaving the upstairs room, I give Ola 1,000 baht, and try to tip her 100 baht for her hard work. But she refuses and hands back my 100 baht.
“No, no need,” Ola says. Blowjob is only 1,000 baht. If we do full-service, then you pay me 1,200 baht. That’s the tip.”
Sweet!
See you later – and very soon Ola!
Aiming for closure!
I leave my Buakhao studio for my 1 p.m. appointment at the hospital, only a 10-minute bicycle ride away.
It’s a hot sunny day. I park my bike under the shade in front of the hospital and walk to the entrance.
An attractive nurse is screening people at the door. Almost reflexively, I pull out my phone to secretly take photos.
The last close-up shot was the riskiest, but ended up the best one.
When I passed the screening and entered the hospital, the effect of the coronavirus lockdown was startling. The hospital’s vast waiting room was nearly empty. Normally it was always crowded and bustling.
It was actually a nice, peaceful contrast for me — like I almost had the whole hospital to myself.
I went through the usual blood pressure and weight check. The scale said 57.7 kilograms. Being American, I had to later check with google to find out the equivalent: 127 pounds.
Yep, I’m shrinking in my old age. In my youthful prime, I used to weigh about 130 to 135 lbs.
Standing at 5-feet, 6-inches tall, I’m also a bit on the shorter side, even for an Asian-American. (Ignorant non-Americans can use google to translate my height into centimeters.)
The receptionist at the dental counter is attractive but cooly distant, so I don’t make any friendly remarks, and wait in silence.
The teeth cleaning goes as expected. Painful enough at times to make me wince, and cause my eyes to water.
As the short Thai female dentist mercilessly hacked through gum-line to scrape away the buried plaque, I began to seriously consider pulling all my teeth, and get false teeth instead.
That way, I wouldn’t have to endure unbearable torture every few months, just so I can eventually die with my natural teeth.
Finally, after a solid hour of slicing and scraping and coffee stain-removing, my polished pearly whites were once again presentable for public display — and no longer a ghastly sight.
As I was leaving the dentist office, I glanced at the seats in the hospital waiting room, which now had more people.
I saw a very slim Thai chick wearing a mask, sitting on a chair. We stared at each other.
Hey, do I know that sexy skinny girl?
She was staring like she knew me.
I looked at her, and called out, “Hello.”
She nodded her head.
“Are you . . . . Ani?”
She nodded her head more vigorously.
I waved at her and hesitated, but kept walking. I had to pay my dentist bill first.
Yeah, I know her!
I fucked her a long time ago, at “Relax Massage” on Buakhao – located right across from Hungy Hippo restaurant.
In fact I even have photos of her at her workplace, secretly taken while I was eating at the outdoor patio table.
After paying my dentist bill of 2,250 baht, I quickly returned to where Ani was sitting, and sat beside her.
It turns out she was waiting for her brother. Ani asked me why I was there and I told her.
“You still work Relax massage?” I asked.
She shook her head. “No.”
She seemed slightly agitated and nervous.
I quickly asked, “You want meet for ST?”
“Not talk about that here!” she hissed.
I then noticed another lady sitting only a few seats away.
Shhh, stupid farang! You making Ani lose face!
“I give you my phone number,” Ani said to me impatiently. “We talk later.”
I opened my phone, and she tapped in her phone number.
Yessss.
But I was on a mission to fuck Little Duck first.
I told Ani, “I call you later, maybe in a few days.”
“Yes, yes” she said impatiently.
I got up and left, feeling exultant.
Ha!
Now that I had the upper hand due to the coronavirus lockdown, I’m going to play hardball on ST price when I call her later.
Oh yeah, Ani was a sexy fuck.
Man, that was a long time ago, maybe 3 or 4 months back.
The only reason I never repeated with Ani was because of the grossly inflated prices at Relax Massage.
A ST happy ending was 2,000 baht, plus 500 baht for the massage. When I tried to negotiate, Ani refused to budge from her ST price. I remember feeling very dissatisfied, because I had spurted too quickly, after like only 5 minutes of fucking.
Poor Ani.
After our expensive encounter, I used to ride my bicycle frequently past Relax Massage. Every time she would wave desperately and call out to me, “Baby! Come babeee!”
There was no way to avoid Ani. I had to ride along Buakhao Road every day for errands and to buy food.
I would try and time it, so a passing songtheaw or food cart vendor was blocking me from her view while I rode past.
Finally after several months, Anny gave up. She stopped calling out to me.
Meanwhile, I would just look straight ahead and avoid eye contact when I bicycled past her, feeling guilt and deep regret at not being richer.
Sorry honey, this Cheap Charlie no hab money for you.
Not when I can go soi Honey and pay 1,300 for ST massage.
Or get a 700-baht, face-fucking blowjob from good old Pat on soi Chaiyapoon.
Later, I did spot Anny once, at the open marketplace near R-Con. She didn’t see me, as I watched her from afar and took my pervert voyeur photos.
to be continued.