Chapter 10: The End of the Search? After I had recuperated from my experience with six women, Nok, our new tour guide, Ling (the receptionist), and myself decided to leave town to continue our journey. Ling suggested the best way to travel would be renting our own motorbikes. She told us that the buses were quite unreliable and did not go to our destination...
I'm ninety-nine percent straight and one percent lesbian. By that I mean I've had sex with a lot of men and only one woman. But, oh, lord, did I have sex with that woman! I'm American and I was working as an accountant in Bangkok, Thailand. I was 40, unattached, and taking men home with me when I could find them. In sin-city Bangkok that wasn't as easy as...
It started with a recent trip to Thailand. I had some spare air points and thought I would use them for a good break from the New Zealand winter and to catch up with some old friends from my time living in Bangkok. Doug and Jenny were pleased to hear from me and suggested that we could spend a weekend at their holiday apartment in Hua Hin. We all travelled...
Bangkok. We fucked like teenagers over the next few days in Bangkok after my wife was bound and used by her American FWB and his friend. She didn't learn the name of the friend and never asked. She loved the whole experience, to be bound, helpless, desired, used and satisfied sexually eventually. It's been a good trip so far and it was about to get better....
Thanks to TECHSAN for Editing and suggesting a multi chapter format Today I stand astride the summit of my success. I know that sound like pompous crap, but that's what I feel like today. My name is Michael Howard, I'm twenty-eight, weigh one sixty eight, have a face that is suntanned to brown, ruggedly handsome, and work as a construction engineer project...
I was back home on early morning of Monday and went back to work in the afternoon. I met Tom and Joe at work and they asked me what I did in Bangkok alone. I told them about the experiences I had without them and they were immediately aroused by listening to them. I was dressed a bit conservatively that day in a trouser and shirt so was not showing much. I w...
ATB is playing in my car as I drive along an all too familiar road, the rain barely drizzling outside. This has always been my favorite drive in Bangkok. For sleepless nights, for a stressful mind; driving towards the airport always gave me a sense of freedom. Today, however, I have a whole new reason to fight the Bangkok traffic and get on the highway. It'...
I left Bangkok when I was forty-two years old. Enroute to a new assignment in an African country I joined a tour group for a visit to China. This was 1984 and China was still relatively new and exotic for tourists. I was worried that my life was spinning out of control. I was drinking more and recalling less. Shortly before I left Bangkok, I woke up in an...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is based on real account; however the names of main characters have been changed. "Why don't you guys go ahead for the Safari World? I slept rather late last night hanging around town, so I'm going to doze through for a few hours. I will catch you guys for lunch when you all come back." I said to the four men at the breakfast table, cutting ginge...