0 comments/ 11397 views/ 1 favorites Thailand By: yvesmondog Thailand our favourite restaurant was packed. Even as regular customers we only just managed a table. You chatted with the older man behind us in the queue. We sat but he was told an hour wait. "Join us," you said. "Thank you." he said as he sat down. We made our introductions. Steve was in town alone on business. He had heard from friends about this place. We assured him it was everything they said and more. We shared wine and ordered our food. "I adore this place," you said. "The smells are truly erotic." "I look forward to that," replied Steve. "Breath it in boys," you responded provocatively. You had whipped and sucked my cock all afternoon. So It was no surprise to me you squirmed in your seat. So obviously horny. Steve saw it too. You flirted and he was charming. "What are you in town for tonight?" Steve asked. "Just a meal out tonight but we enjoy Hellfire on a Friday," I told Steve. "We also go to Recovery when we can," you added. Steve said "I have heard of such places but never met anyone who new the first thing about where or how to get in." "Hell tomorrow if your keen!" you said. "And tonight? Heaven?" We laughed. As our meal progressed you touched as you talked. Steve touched too and when you held hands as you joked you smiled directly at me knowing my pleasure. Another bottle of wine. You excused yourself from the table and kissed my cheek. "Your girlfriend is lovely," he said. "She is gorgeous," I agreed. "Could I really come to Hell with u?" "Sure, but tonight we take you to Shadows." "Don't worry, its just a bar," I added. On your return Steve says "Good to see you back." "I'm invited to Shadows tonight." "Yes? Great we can slip in unnoticed like phantoms," you smiled. I joked "Steve was envious of your goodbye peck." "Then give me a hello kiss," you say. Your lips meet his. It's not a peck. I watch you swish your tongue through his mouth then break. You kiss me too but your hand stays on his thigh. We leave and wander towards Shadows. Book shop first. You hang with Steve in sex explicit book section. I give you space but can hear you animated chat and laughter. We walk again. Your arm around Steve. We hold hands. We are very close. As we wait for traffic lights to change you lean into him for another kiss. This time all tongue. You let my hand go to embrace him. We cross the road, you two wrapped together. Shadows is busy so a short wait to get in. No seats. You search. I go to the bar. Long wait now. Finally I find you in dark back table. My voyeur eye notes your top is one, no two buttons undone. We cheers and clink. In the dark under the table I can just make out your legs touching. "Thank you darling," you say and kiss me. I taste Steve's saliva. You whisper "Steve has his hand very high on my leg. Near my cunt. Will I let him finger me?" I nod yes. You smile. "Actually he already is." You turn to Steve push your body towards him and give him a kiss. "Another drink," you demand. Steve goes to the bar. You guide my hand to your hot wet cunt. It's saturated and sloppy open. "Feels like you've been fucked." I say "Very excited!" you respond. Steve returns so we clink and drink again. You take his hand kiss his fingers then offer his hand to me. I smell your cunt juice and breath in deeply. He runs his cunt finger across my lips. "Tastes like slut," you say. We clink glasses. Thailand is Paradise This happened in Thailand. At least I think it did. My British editor John Clemmons, deciding that I needed a change of scenery, offered me the use of his chalet there for three weeks. Their rainy season is now over, he said, so it's the best time to visit. Trade your cold Chicago winter for the lush green tropics. I had just gone through a bitter divorce from the woman I had loved since childhood. My life was as cheerless and bleak as the weather. It was affecting my writing. Deciding that perhaps I could find solace in another part of the world, I made the long flight across the Pacific. The chalet was just outside the village of Ban Laem Sak in southern Thailand, east of Phuket. Its locale, on a hillside overlooking Ao Phang Nga beach and bay, could not have been more delightful. In late afternoon the setting sun created an almost surreally beautiful tableau as it lit up the sea and the many small islands that were scattered across the bay. After a day or two I was settled in. I arranged with a neighbor woman, Duean Suvarnananda, to prepare my meals and bring them to me. For several days I worked to revise my latest novel, but soon grew restless. One morning I gathered my prismacolor colored pencils and sketchpad and drove my rental jeep past Phang Nga town to Ton Pariwat, a local nature park. Trails wound through the dense rainforest, past bamboo and fishtail palms, to several cascades and waterfalls. At Takua Cascade I used my pad to sketch Thai children as they splashed at the edge of the stream. Thai families and tourists, the latter mostly from Europe, took photos or just admired the view. Still restless, I saw a faint trail leading past the falls upstream, and decided to follow it. After about ten minutes I was just about to turn back when I began to hear another waterfall ahead of me. Rounding a bend in the trail, I could see a torrent cascading over a rock shelf into an emerald green pool some forty feet across. Standing partly under the water that splashed into the pool were two naked Thai girls. They had already seen me. Each was holding one arm across her breasts and using her other to cover her pubic mound. They seemed more curious than embarrassed, and made no attempt to run to their clothes that were draped on bushes at the water's edge. I tried to offer a reassuring smile, mouthing 'Excuse Me' over the noise of the waterfall. One of the girls hesitated, and then returned my smile. She used the arm that was covering her breasts to give me a slight wave with her hand. I waved back and signaled that I would withdraw back down the trail. To my surprise, however, the girl shook her head no. A playful look on her face, she pointed to a log along the trail, indicating that I should go and sit there. She turned and spoke to her companion, who smiled and nodded in agreement. Now curious as to what might unfold, I walked to the shaded log and sat down. The girl then pointed to my sketchpad and used gestures to indicate that she wanted me to sketch the two of them as they bathed. She placed her hands on her hips, smiled again, and resumed her shower, letting the torrent splash off her breasts. She then turned to me and arched her back so that it spilled over her derriere. The other girl joined her. In a few seconds the two were laughing and chattering again, oblivious to my presence. I could see by now that both were fully grown women. The one who had gestured to me had shoulder length black hair, while the other's raven tresses were in a chop style, scarcely longer than my own hair. Each had the lithe, willowy bodies typical of Oriental women. I was more charmed than aroused by their nudity. Their every movement was innately graceful, not learned or practiced. In their naked state, they seemed a natural, even essential part of the setting before me. I have traveled across every continent, but have never gazed upon a more enchanting scene than these bathing Thai girls, deep in the rainforest. Luxuriant vegetation, verdant palms and ferns, framed the picture. A small flock of parrots flew past and then banked into a fruiting tree nearby. Another bird, known as a broadbill, resplendent in black and red plumage, perched nearby as if it too wanted to enjoy this moment. I had the eerie sense that I had somehow stepped into a Thomas Moran landscape, a realm where everything we see and hear is as ideal as in some fantasy or daydream. Now completely at ease, the girl with short hair settled into the pool and swam across, smiling at me, then turned and swam on her back toward the falls. Her supple body glided smoothly through the clear water. She then rinsed again in her natural shower and sat on a rock at the pool's edge that was lit by a shaft of sunlight. She leaned back on her hands and angled her body almost straight, closing her eyes. She was captivating, the very essence of a creature at home amid tropical splendor. After a moment the other woman bent forward and wrung the water from her hair, then shook her head vigorously. She casually walked to their clothes and drew on panties and a silk wrap-around skirt. Her companion did likewise. Donning their bras and thin T-shirts, both walked across the shallows above the pool. They approached me and sat down on a shaded rock at the edge of the river. A few seconds passed as I regarded the two maidens. Their glossy skin was deep chocolate in color, with a russet sheen that one sees in the people of southern Thailand. Their faces were literally radiant with a charm and innocence that was entirely new to my experience. Finally I said, "I'm sorry to have interrupted your bath. You are both very beautiful." This brought relaxed smiles, and then the girl with longer hair spoke. "It is okay, you did not mean any harm. And you are an artist. We saw you drawing the children at the lower pool, so I thought you might like to draw us too. You are German?" "No, I'm an American. My name is Wyatt." They smiled and giggled to each other. The one with short hair spoke. "We are happy to meet you, Wyatt," she replied, pronouncing my name as if it were W'ite. "My name is Sunee, and this is Jaeng." "Are you sisters? You must tell your parents for me that they have raised lovely daughters." Again more smiles and giggles. "No, we are friends," replied Sunee. "We were classmates in school. We live in the village of Tha Kasom, and now run a shop together. We make and sell jewelry." After a pause, Jaeng said, "May we see your painting, W'ite?" I turned the sketchbook so that the two women could view. They smiled, exchanged words in Thai, then Jaeng said, "It is very nice, but it is not finished." "No," I replied. "I can fill in some of the colors this afternoon, but I didn't have time to complete it, I'm afraid." Again the girls conversed between themselves. "You must finish the painting, W'ite," declared Jaeng. "We can bathe again tomorrow if it pleases you." I looked at the two beguiling creatures and after a few seconds realized that they were quite sincere. We made arrangements to meet again at the pool, and descended to the parking lot together. I drove the women to their village and returned to my chalet. My novel now forgotten, I spent several hours filling in and intensifying colors in parts of the drawing that I had sketched. The next day I returned to the pool an hour early to capture the surroundings on paper, unsure if my two wood nymphs would reappear. But in time I heard their high, singsong voices conversing in Thai as they approached. "Good morning," I greeted them. "Good morning, W'ite!" responded Sunee. When she saw my drawing she went on, "Oh, now it is very pretty. You must finish!" With no hesitation the two girls quickly disrobed. Nude once again, they began to bathe as before. Seeing that I wanted to capture Sunee reclined on the sun-drenched rock, and Jaeng wringing out her hair, they posed this way for me as well. After an hour I had gotten what I needed. Once more Jaeng and Sunee wrapped themselves in their skirts. This time not bothering to cover their breasts yet, they sat next to me and admired the work. "I still have to build up and strengthen the colors here and there," I said, motioning to the painting, "but it's almost complete. I can do the rest of it back in my chalet this afternoon and tomorrow." "So pretty!" murmured Sunee. Then, looking into my eyes, she said, "W'ite, may we ask how old are you?" "I'm thirty-two." Jaeng took my left hand. "But you are not married?" "No, I've been divorced over a year now." "Did you come to Thailand to find a Thai girl wife? Or to have sex with Thai girls?" Now the easy smiles were gone. This seemed an important point to them, a matter that needed to be resolved. "No, not at all," I replied. "I'm actually a writer by profession, and my editor insisted that I come here to relax and finish editing a novel I've just written." "Do you not find Thai girls pretty?" asked Sunee, again in the tone of one to whom the answer is quite important. I hesitated, gazing into her dark almond-shaped eyes, then to her soft lips, finally the thick mane of jet-black hair that each had. "Sunee, and Jaeng," I said, "Thai women are very attractive, and you two are the most charming I've met. When I said yesterday that you were beautiful I wasn't just being polite, you know. You are both quite lovely." Their faces beamed with pleasure. ****** At five o'clock that afternoon came a soft knock on my chalet door, so slight that at first I did not hear it. When I opened the door, Jaeng and Sunee were standing there with smiles on their faces and sacks of groceries in their arms. "Hello," I said, "so you did find me!" "Oh yes," replied Jaeng, "our cousin Ikey knows this village well." She turned and waved to a young man who had driven them from their village to my chalet. Then the two women entered the front room. As I closed the door Sunee impulsively rose up on tiptoes and planted a quick kiss on my cheek. Jaeng did the same, eliciting a blush from me that made the women smile. They seemed to smile at everything, as if life were just one long series of amusing episodes. "Oo, so pretty!" gushed Jaeng as I showed them the front room of the chalet and the small patio that revealed the bay beyond. After I had given them a tour of the chalet, the two girls, now barefoot, set to work preparing dinner as I put the finishing touches on my painting. Occasionally they examined it, apparently impressed with my effort and, I hoped, my talent. Later we enjoyed dinner as the sun set. Once more it was a perfect evening as birds called, the air became cooler and more fragrant, and the bay provided another stunning light show. Jaeng and Sunee's culinary skills proved equal to that of Mrs. Suvarnananda. Amid much giggling and shy smiles they served tom kha soup, a delicious concoction of chicken and coconut milk flavored with Kaffir lime leaves. Then came khao rad gang, rice topped with a shrimp and curry mix. Dessert was khao niao durian: rice and the remarkable durian fruit in coconut milk. I became spellbound by the paradisiacal setting; by food that seemed to have every flavor imaginable; by the sparkling eyes and musical voices of my companions. Again I had the uncanny feeling that I had somehow slipped from reality into a dream; to a place too perfect to be real. I have always been a man's man, never quite at ease in the presence of women. Women seem to me a mystery, almost another species. What do they think about? What do they want? This was especially true of women from another culture. Before now I had always been at a loss to understand the first thing about them. I know only two things about women. It pleases them to be sincerely praised, and to laugh. During our dinner I managed to do both, praising Jaeng's and Sunee's cooking and their beauty, and drawing laughs from them as I told them of my life growing up on a horse ranch. Later I admired photos they had brought of their friends and many relatives. After we had finished dinner the three of us cleaned the kitchen, and I drove them back to their village. When we pulled up in front of the cottage that they shared, Jaeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled and said quietly, "We liked being with you this evening, W'ite. You are a nice man." With that she leaned over and kissed me, first on the cheek and then on the lips. In that kiss was both friendship and affection as Jaeng pressed her lips firmly to mine, lingering for long seconds. After they had gotten out of the jeep, Sunee too, with a "Goodnight, W'ite," gave me the same warm kiss. It was a perfect ending to the day. ****** During the next two weeks the two girls cooked dinner for me several more times. I visited their cottage for an evening meal as well. By then the feeling of great loneliness that had been like a shroud over me since my divorce began to fade. Jaeng and Sunee had sensed, I believe, the grief and emptiness in my life. They seemed determined to show me that the world could indeed be an enjoyable place. Over several afternoons, the two girls posed together on my patio for a sketch of their faces as the gold light of late afternoon sun played warmly across their cheeks and on their hair. When it was at last finished, I presented this work to Jaeng and Sunee, earning affectionate hugs. We were relaxing on the patio later, just as the last scarlet and orange hues had faded to gray in the western sky. Jaeng casually got up and moved over to where I sat; then, settled into my lap. Her arms around me, she planted a soft kiss on the edge of my lips. There is a certain look a woman gives a man that means the same regardless of nationality. Seeing this look in her eyes, I said, "Jaeng, I don't want you and Sunee to think that all the time I was sketching you, or enjoying your wonderful meals, I was just waiting ... well, just waiting for sex. You two mean so much more to me than that." Her almond eyes glowing, Jaeng murmured, "You are a very nice man. But I am a woman." "And so am I," Sunee whispered. I looked up to see that she was removing her T-shirt. A few moments later the three of us were naked on the bed. I lay on my back, resting my upper torso on my elbows, watching the two women. Both were on their knees at my waist. The stark contrast between my cream-colored manhood and the slim dark hands that enclosed it merely enhanced my arousal. Together they planted warm kisses on my cock head, my shaft and my testicles. "It is so pale," Sunee grinned. "Is this why you are called W'ite?" "Yes," I chuckled, "you've guessed my secret." As I watched Jaeng and Sunee pleasure my manhood, I was struck by the fact that even now the two women retained an air of almost primal innocence. Sunee licked my cock head just as happily as if she were licking a cone of mango ice cream. I wondered if there was a distinction between the two acts in her mind. And Jaeng, her eyes closed, slipped her warm mouth over and engulfed my cock with guileless ease. It was as if Thailand were still an Eden, and my two Thai lovers were Eves for whom such concepts as good or evil, chaste or wanton, had no meaning. Everything they did, from bathing nude to cooking to pleasuring a cock, flowed naturally from some innate, enduring wholesomeness that they possessed. Several times Jaeng swallowed as much of my cock as she could, then handed it to Sunee to render the same pleasure. Sunee drew my cock into her mouth and held it. Then, to my surprise, she rose us and offered her lips to Jaeng. Now the women shared a warm kiss. Afterwards, as Sunee's lips again slid down my cock, Jaeng turned to me and languorously murmured, "Sometimes, W'ite, we girls get lonely when the nights are long and rainy." As the moments passed, my entire manhood received kisses and affection from the two girls. Barely managing to engulf much more than my cock head with her small mouth, Sunee held me as I climaxed and filled her mouth with cum that spilled out, running down her chin. As she withdrew, Jaeng licked my semen from her companion's face, pausing occasionally to kiss her as well. Sunee then playfully squeezed more of my semen onto her finger and offered it to Jaeng, who opened her mouth and sucked her finger just as she had my cock. With a mischievous look, Sunee milked more semen onto her finger and held it out to me, murmuring, "Now your turn, W'ite." I obediently took the girl's finger and sucked my semen from it. It was just the sort of thing I had come to expect from the little scamp. Although both girls had that composure one finds in Orientals, Sunee was the playful, high-spirited one, while Jaeng was more quiet and introspective. Sunee then gave my manhood one last tongue washing; both girls then moved up to kiss me, covering me with their bodies. After we had kissed for a few moments, Jaeng without a word moved over and spread her thighs, awaiting me. I mounted the girl, but first thought that my cock, semi-hard though it was, would be a challenge for her small pussy. But she was wet and eager. Moving slowly, I was able to easily glide into her until my cock came to rest against her cervix. I withdrew and began a gentle rhythm that pleased her, judging from nods and affectionate looks that she gave me. At the same time Sunee had settled beside her friend to kiss her breasts, her neck and then her lips. After a moment she rose up and straddled Jaeng, facing me, then descended until her pussy rested against Jaeng's lips. Jaeng used her lips and tongue to gently caress Sunee's pussy, as if she were opening the petals of a flower. I reflected that yes, a girl does need companionship when long rainy nights come. But even then, the two women seemed so pure and artless that I saw no indecency in Jaeng worshiping Sunee's pussy. It was, rather, a tender expression of the love that the two women shared. Now flush with passion, Sunee accepted the pleasure Jaeng was giving her. With half-closed eyes she gazed at me for a moment; then, lowered her torso until her face was just inches from Jaeng's pussy, into which my cock was disappearing and now reappearing. With an inviting smile she looked up at me. I withdrew from Jaeng and thrust my cock toward Sunee, who eagerly took it into her mouth and began to deftly suck me. After a moment she released it, and I returned to pleasuring Jaeng. For a while my cock alternated between Jaeng's pussy and Sunee's mouth, and I could not say which was the more enjoyable. Then Jaeng began to moan softly. Sunee dismounted from the woman's face and cuddled next to her, holding her affectionately as Jaeng gasped and came to orgasm, reaching heights of ecstasy that were evident only from her intense blush, her iron grip on me, and quiet moans. I sensed that she felt it impolite to express herself in a more vocal or uninhibited way even in this most passionate of moments. Now completely at the women's disposal, I awaited the next turn in our lovemaking, realizing that my cock was going to remain stiff enough to pleasure those who craved it. With a shy grin Sunee bade me lie on my back. She then straddled my hips and used her hand to guide my manhood to her pussy, carefully lowering herself down over my cock head. At the same time Jaeng, her face damp with perspiration and Sunee's juices, rested on her knees next to Sunee. She caressed her friend and kissed her lips and breasts. Smiling and murmuring to Sunee in Thai, it was as if she were sharing Sunee's pleasure and at the same time wanting to add to it. Once Sunee had settled into a pleasing rhythm of riding my cock, Jaeng moved up and straddled my face, lowering her pussy to me. Now open and slack after my cock, every feature of her pussy was available to my mouth. I licked her with my tongue and began to toy her clitoris. My hands on Sunee's smooth butt, I savored the act of pleasuring one pussy with my mouth and yet another with my cock. Once again I was unable to say which was more satisfying. Thailand is Paradise Over the sound of the two women's soft cries I began to hear raindrops falling on the patio outside. Now mixed with the sweet musky scent of Jaeng's pussy was the smell of rain in the air. It seemed to me that both our lovemaking and the gentle rain outside were part of the same process, a natural enrichment by which our world is made a better place. Just as I felt my semen rise and begin to flood into Sunee, I could now hear both women gasping as they reached the summit of pleasure. Why shouldn't we all climax together? I thought. Everything is so effortless and perfect here. For not the first time came the morbid thought that my entire experience here was not real; that I was perhaps dreaming, and my mind had constructed its own wet dream: a Thailand of gentle rain, delectable food, and enchanting creatures like Jaeng and Sunee. In everything they did, the two girls had a passion for cleanliness. When we had finished, both dismounted me. Sunee lay on her back, motioning for me to straddle her chest. I did so, and she took my softening cock into her mouth to bathe it thoroughly. I glanced behind me to see that Jaeng was at the time using her own tongue to lick my semen from each fold and crevice of Sunee's pussy. Neither girl was in a hurry to finish her task. After a while we lay quietly on the bed, listening to the rain outside. I had one arm around each girl, whose hands roamed over me but always returned to fondle my manhood. Never have I felt such a sense of absolute contentment as at that moment. Somehow I knew that, in freely offering their bodies for my pleasure tonight, the two women had raised the curtain on a new, happier phase of my life. Jaeng rose up and sat with her legs crossed, casually squeezing my cock and kissing it now and then. In the soft candlelight that provided the room's only lighting, she seemed temptress and angel and illusion all in one. Glancing out to the patio, she said, "Let's take a shower." "Yes, let us!" agreed Sunee. She got off the bed and glided to the bathroom, returning with three towels. Jaeng in the meantime had gotten up and was pulling me off the bed. "Come," she said with a smile. The three of us walked out to the patio and into the pouring rain. It was not a cold or driving rain, but rather a friendly welcoming shower that might have washed away our sins had there been any. The feel of raindrops peppering my skin was yet another sensuous experience that was somehow more intense here. We began to caress each other, wiping rainwater from breasts and buttocks only to have more flow down. Sunee playfully cupped the rain in her hands and poured it over my cock, then fondled it clean. "It's going to be a long rainy night," Jaeng murmured quietly. Her voice held the promise of more carnal pleasure yet to come. I drew her warm wet body to my own, saying, "Jaeng, please tell me, are you real or a fantasy? Is this Thailand or is it paradise? Am I dreaming? Is this truly happening?" I looked deep into her almond-shaped eyes, praying that she could give me the answer. She rose up on tiptoes to kiss me, whispering, "The answer to all your questions is, yes." Thailand Temptations I am not a very outgoing chap, so I have to admit that when I go away I tend to travel to countries where I can get a bit of action from the local working girls. I have travelled to the Philippines, Cambodia and Thailand amongst other places and have had mostly excellent experiences with prostitutes. I know that many will find what I do distasteful (Even I wrestle with my conscience at times) but I think that sexual release in this way is better than building up sexual frustration which can be exceedingly dangerous. And that's my justification for paying for it! My story starts at the end of my holiday to Phuket in Thailand in December. I had taken a few girls back to my hotel and had my wicked way with them and had thoroughly enjoyed myself. I remember a night with one particular girl who was very striking in her looks. She must have been the product of an inter racial relationship, because whilst she had a typical Thai look about her, she was darker than the other girls and her hair was quite frizzy. She wore simple jeans and a T-shirt but she was absolutely stunning! I met her on my third or fourth night in one of the many bars in Patong Beach. She had just said goodbye to another tourist as I sat at one of the high stools at the bar. She came straight over to me. "You wanna play Connect 4 or Jenga?" She asked. "Er, no I said, I'd rather just have a drink and maybe you and I could chat" I replied. Now three or four years ago, on my first visit to Thailand, most of the girls' English was limited to; "Hello, what's your name?, Where you come from?, How old are you?, You wanna play Connect 4?". Today many of them have a much better grasp of the language and like this night, you may strike lucky and find a girl that you can have a really good conversation with. Tia was such a girl! We chatted for hours, and as she was very tactile with her hands brushing my thighs, I spent most of the evening with a hard on. I got lost in her deep brown eyes and I had a top time talking to her. Tia was 27 and was intelligent and bright and like many of the working girls was only doing this so that she could send money back to her folks in the provinces. It was just after midnight when I decided to turn in for the night and I asked Tia if she would come back to my hotel. She readily agreed. I paid the Mama San my 'bar fine' and we walked back to the hotel. I put the key in my hotel door and Tia brushed her hand over my bottom. Mmm, this could be a good night I thought to myself. The door swung open and I turned on the light and we entered. Putting my hands on her shoulders I looked down into her beautiful eyes. She tilted her head to one side and gave me a quizzical look and smiled. "You are so beautiful" I said as I caressed her cheek. "Thank you" she said. I lent forward and gently kissed her full lips. Her tongue responded and we kissed for some time. Her hand reached to my trousers and started to rub my already hard prick. I found the bottom of her T-shirt and lifted it over her head and was rewarded with the sight of her beautiful breasts encased in a lacy bra. I'm no gigolo but I managed to quickly unhook the catch of he bra and pulled it from her tossing it onto the bed. Tia unbuckled my belt and undid the button and zip on my trousers which fell around my ankles. We carried on smooching and she rubbed my cock through my briefs. She sank to her knees in front of me and slipped her fingers into the waistband of my briefs and drew them down. My rod stood proud just inches from her face and I could feel the heat of her breath on my balls. She took my shaft in her hand and pulling the foreskin back, examined it. Deciding that I was clean and hygienic (which I'm fastidious about!) Tia ran the tip of her tongue in that small triangle on the underside of my cock making me shudder with ecstasy. Tia then proceeded to engulf the whole of my cockhead in her mouth, running her tongue around it, producing incredible sensations. She started to wank my shaft and suck it at the same time and because I had been in a state of arousal for most of the evening, it didn't take long before I knew I was about to come. "Tia, I'm... I'm coming" I cried. She saw my bollocks contract and took my cock from her mouth and masturbated my cock quickly until I spurted my cream in ropes over her silky breasts. My knees went weak and I fell backwards onto the bed, my rod still twitching. Tia just knelt there grinning. "I take shower, okay?" she asked. I nodded my approval. "You wanna join me?" I couldn't get my trousers and pants off quickly enough. We went into the bathroom and I turned on the shower and set it so that the water ran warm. Tia slipped off her jeans and stood there wearing just a thong. A thin strip if material disected the cute cheeks of her bottom. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and eased them over her thighs, the crotch of them stuck a little to her moist cunt. I could smell her arousal. I was also delighted to see that she had a shaved pussy which showed her in all her glory. We showered for ten minutes enjoying soaping each other, giggling like school kids as we went. Turning off the water, I grabbed one of the surprisingly fluffy hotel towels and softly patted Tia dry. Taking a towel for myself I quickly dried myself and led Tia back into the room. There was a dressing table and stool in the room so I asked Tia if she would sit on the table whilst I sat in front of her on the stool. She was happy to comply with my wish. Sitting in front of her I decided that I wanted to repay her for the pleasure that she had given me, it also gave me a little time for my 'old man' to recover. I stroked her thighs and positioned her feet on the top of the dresser so that her bald cunt was open and wide for me. I leant forward and tentatively licked the length of her fanny. Tia tasted good, so I continued to give her cunnilingus. Her pussy lips soon swelled from my tongues handiwork and I gently nibbled on her clit which was still covered by its' hood. Using my thumb, I stretched the skin above her most sensitive spot exposing the jewel that was her clitoris. Taking it easy to start with I only brushed my tongue over her clit but worked up to giving her cunt a full work out. Tia writhed on the dresser top until she went over the edge, her squeals telling me that she had come, her cunt dripping, a crimson flush spread over her chest. She breathed deeply as she came down from her Nirvana. I asked her to stand up amd lean over the dresser which she did. Looking back at me over her shoulder, she wiggled her arse. "Fuck me Dave, please fuck me" she requested. Who was I to argue? I went to my bedside table and unwrapped a condom which I rolled on to my now hard prick. Approaching her from behind I rubbed my cock head against her swollen opening and leant against her as I sank deep right inside her. We both moaned. Pulling out, I rammed back right up to the hilt. Tia's cunt muscles gripped my cock, vice like, as I proceeded to fuck her hard. In fact this was more of a rut than a fuck. I shafted her hard and as I had already come once that evening I was able to keep going for some time. Tia, still aroused from the tonguing I had given her was still in a heightened state of sexual bliss so it wasn't long before she moaned with each deep stroke of my rod in her cunt. All good things must come to an end and I felt that familiar tingle at the base of my cock. "I'm coming Tia" I cried. And she pushed back even harder. I held off for as long as I could manage before I started to spill my come into the condom. Tia wasn't far behind, coming with loud moans. For the second time that night I went weak at the knees. Collapsing over Tia's sweaty and heaving body I wrapped my arms around her and between my gasps for breath, I kissed her neck. Once we had reccovered, we took another shower together and went to bed. Tia fell asleep quickly with her arms wrapped around me. I don't think I was far behind her. I spent another two nights with Tia before I went home. Not everyone does, but I enjoy the talented fingers of Thai masseuses. There is nothing better than getting a reasonably hard massage Thai style. What with the massaging of the muscles and the clicking of all of your bones and joints you normally leave feeling as if you've gone three rounds with Mike Tyson, yet at the same time relaxed and loose. It was in one of these regular massage establishments a few years back that once the girl had finished my massage that she offered for a few extra Baht to massage the only muscle that she had missed, my cock. Coating her hand with baby oil, she proceeded to give me the best hand job that I had ever had, massaging my balls as I came close to ejaculating. My spunk flew, I can tell you! After that incident, whenever I had finished a massage, if the girl was pretty, I would subtlety suggest that they still had one muscle to sort out and 8 times out of 10 they would oblige, in return for a 'tip' of course. It was at the end of a massage that I was receiving from a pretty girl that I asked her if she could help me out with the hard erection that she caused. She spoke little English, so not very subtlety, I put her small hand on my shaft. She now understood what I wanted but looked nervous. She stood up and I thought that I had frightened her off but she peeped out of the curtains to see if anyone else was about then kneeled next to me and put a finger across her lips to signal to me to keep quiet. She took hold of my penis and started a luxurious slow wank, pulling my foreskin right back before slowly pulling it back again. She also had a neat wrist action which added a circular motion to her ministrations. This was turning into another "Top 5" wank and I felt the tension building. Then she took me totally by surprise by leaning forward and took me into her mouth. Now using her mouth to wank me she used one hand to massage my balls and let one finger trail around my anus. Gently exerting pressure, her finger entered me and she started to massage my prostate. It was all I could do to keep quiet as the sensations overwhelmed me and the pressure built up that I could no longer hold back. The first jet of come hit the back of her throat and she quickly took my cock from her mouth and milked the rest of my jism from me, all the while finger fucking my arse. Wow, she went right up into 'Top spot', my orgasm was the best ever. I made sure that she got a good tip. One thing that in recent years I had been interested in trying, anal sex, was still on my 'to do' list. and my recent anal massage had brought the idea back to the front of my mind. It was my last night I was talking to Barry, the owner of a bar that I frequented, who I had made good friends with. He had a number of 'freelance' girls who worked in his establishment and I mentioned my unfulfilled fantasy and he said that there was one girl that frequently worked in his bar that couldn't get enough of it. In fact he said that she would have your trousers around your ankles and your cock in her mouth before your hotel room door had shut behind you. Typical, I thought, being told this on my last night and not having any time to do anything about it as my flight was leaving that night. Having got back home and back into the routine of work, sleep, work sleep my fantasies were consumed with the thought of a partner willing to engage in anal sex. My mind was made up, I would be returning to Phuket at the earliest opportunity. I was able to get back to Thailand in May for a week and after checking in at my hotel at about 1 o'clock in the afternoon, I took a wander down to Barry's bar to renew our friendship. 'Hi Barry, good to see you again' I said. 'Dave' he replied 'I didn't expect you back so soon, how's things going with you?' We spent the next half hour or so catching up and I mentioned why I had returned so quickly. 'You dirty bugger' he said 'Look, lets get some thing to eat later on and we'll come back to the bar and I'll point Mai out to you and the rest is up to you' 'Sounds like a plan' I said. I drained my glass and said bye to Barry and we arranged to meet up at around seven that evening. I returned to my hotel and managed to get about three hours or so, of sleep which helped me get over the time difference between the UK and Thailand. I was at his bar at seven on the dot and he took me to his favourite Thai restaurant where we had some excellent food washed down with a couple of beers. We talked about all sorts but my mind was on Mai. I hadn't met her before and I was hoping that she wasn't one of the girls that worked in Barry's bar who was past her prime. Barry offered to take care of the bill but I insisted that I paid as he was (hopefully) going to set up the realisation of one of my fantasy's. It must have been about nine when we got back to his bar and I have to admit that I was a little nervous still wondering what Mai looked like. The thing about paying for sex is that you can be choosy! As we entered the open fronted bar I had a thorough scan around to look at the girls who were plying their trade. I was disappointed not to see anyone that special. After calling up a couple more beers Barry told me that Mai hadn't turned up. We drank for an hour or so before Barry said ' Oh look there she is'. I turned around and was looking at a beautiful Thai girl. 'Mai, come over here' said Barry 'This is a friend of mine who wanted to meet you' We made our introductions and after spending the next two hours chatting, I asked Mai if she would spend the night with me. Her beautiful smile told me that she was game! I bade my farewells to Barry who responded with a conspirital wink and I walked Mai back to my Hotel. Mai was wearing a T-shirt and shortish skirt and as we walked up the stairs to my room I glimpsed the tops of her powerful legs. Once in my room, I flicked on the TV and asked Mai if she wanted to shower. Answering in the affirmative, she went into the bathroom and shortly after I could hear the hiss of the shower. Deciding that I didn't want to miss out I stripped off and joined her. Her body was incredible, her breasts whilst not large were perky and she had a small tuft of jet black pubic hair over her vagina. I grabbed the soap and proceeded to wash her all over and she returned the favour. I had a lot of fun soaping all of her orifices and I'm not sure that my prick had ever been so clean. Grabbing a towel, I dried her off and led her to my bed where she lay back with one leg bent at an angle so that she hid her crotch. I lay beside Mai and started to kiss, running my hand over her silky skin.. As my hand ran along her inner thigh she moaned a little and spread Mai's legs. My hand reached her cunt which was damp, I wasn't sure whether that was from the shower or something else. Moving down her body I started to lick and suck her prominent nipples and probed her moist pussy with my fingers. Moving further down, I arrived at her pussy. I stuck a tentative tongue out and she tasted sweet. She had prominent pussy flaps but as I tongued around the nugget of her clitoris I found that it was small but very sensitive. Working my tongue around, but just missing the little pearl, she writhed around thrusting her groin against my face. I pressed my middle finger against her anus and she responded by pushing back. Barry was right, she was hot! "More, that's so good, more!" she exclaimed. I slipped my tongue down and rimmed her tight hole adding lubrication to her own natural juices. Now I gently tried two fingers. There was little resistance proving that she wasn't a novice at this game. My oral acrobatics were obviously pushing her close to the edge and she pulled me up to lie next to her and gave me a passionate wet kiss. Her hand reached for my hard on which by now was like iron and started to rub it vigorously. Not so fast lady, I thought and reached for a condom that I had ready. I handed it to her and let her do the honours, which she did with a practised hand, not wrinkle in sight. I rolled over on top of her and she positioned me against her entrance. I pushed the first inch into her wet cunt and withdrew, she gasped. I did this again and she wrapped her heels around my back and pulled me into her slick pussy. She felt gloriously tight and I started to slowly fuck her, her legs directing me to the speed that she enjoyed most. We fucked for a while with me on top but I fancied a change of scenery so I withdrew, making her sob with disappointment. I asked her to get on all fours and I positioned my self behind her and re-inserted my stiff rod into her puffy slick cunt. As I pumped her, her anus winked back at me so I inserted one then two fingers and matched the thrusts of my cock with my fingers. Her hole was open and was easily accepting two fingers so I added a third which illicited a groan. I decided that it was now or never so I pulled my cock from her pussy and positioned it against her back door. The head of my penis popped past her ring and I slowly sank into her arse. I had never felt any thing like it. I'm not the owner of a 12" cock or any thing and I knew that she was analy experienced but I still took it slowly to allow her to adjust to my invasion of her nether regions. As I arse fucked her, she moaned and pushed back at my every thrust. Her tight ring of muscle soon massaged my cock to breaking point and with one last long thrust, my nuts tightening I buried my cock as deep as it would go between her sweet buttocks into the depths of her arse. And shot my come, spurt after spurt filled the condom. She shook and cried in orgasm a few moments later and we both collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed. Her anal ring contracted strongly against my fading erection as if she were milking me. Our breath came in gasps. I slowly extracted my cock with a slurp and a quiet pop and rolled on to my back, still gasping to fill my lungs after my exertions. A smile formed as I realised that I was no longer an anal virgin. Somehow I felt that I would be doing this again at the first opportunity.