Chiang Mai now

I rolled into Chiang Mai and by the time I got to my hotel it was a little after 5 so I decided on a bite to eat and a couple of beers. I had no real work planned for tonight just a walk through to scope out the possible problems.

After last night in Bangkok I was not too interested in any pussy and planned on finding a small bar near the hotel and getting mildly under the influence.
Dinner was ok, I had never expected to find a Mexican place in Thailand but as they say Amazing Thailand, they even had Corona.

I took a cab to the night market and walked around. It was a large place and I readily found at least three targets for tomorrow night. This looked like I would be finished tomorrow night and have the third night of my 3 night trip to enjoy the town, perfect.

I took a motorcycle taxi back to the hotel and saw a little bar across the street that looked almost empty.

The Lucky bar was a semi dirty hole in the wall that had a pool table and a jukebox. There were three tired old hookers sitting on picnic benches in front of the place that didn’t seem too interested in working, which was ok with me. The friendly bartender was a nice looking woman, 30 maybe, who hustled up a cold beer and I sat back and started to relax. There were two guys from Holland shooting pool with a really nice looking girl dressed in tight white pants and a powder blue tank top. She finished the game and came over and sat by me, apparently the Dutch guys were broke backpackers and she had been just killing time. She was even nicer up close, 22 or 23 and spoke a lot of english. She told me her name was A and asked if I would buy her a drink, I agreed, the bartender also asked and I included her.

I awoke with a strange feeling and lay there quietly trying to figure out what it was. I reflected back on last night and was drawing a blank past talking with the cute hooker and the bartender. I remember buying them drinks and that was it. I slowly sat up and noticed a bump in the bed and assumed it was some how the hooker, but I had no memory of coming back to the hotel or of being in bed with her.

I slide out of bed and made a slow stumble to the toilet for a long over due whiz. I finished, rinsed of my face and gargled the horrible taste from my mouth, wondering what they put in Thai beer.

I pulled the cover back and slide in and as I did I noticed a nice curved brown bottom. I settled into my pillow and was getting back to last night when I felt a hand move to my genitals. The girl rolled over and I had never seen her before, she wasn’t any of the women that I had seen at the bar. My cock didn’t seem to care and she worked her way down until she had most of it in her mouth. Her mouth moved over most of my cock and balls as her hands caressed the rest of my body. The hangover was taking a back seat to the expert manipulations of my unit. I was torn between letting her blow me to completion or rolling her over for a nice fuck. I opted for the fuck and rolled her over with my cock still in her mouth and went down on her. She had a sparse patch of silky black hair and very small lips. She was moist and swollen and I eased my tongue slowly into her wet snatch. Starting at the bottom and working my way up to her clit. The first brush of my tongue on that hot little button caused her to slam her legs together and turn her pussy away from me. I tried to tongue her clitoris several more times with the same result and decided to fuck her instead.

I pulled my dick from her mouth and was turning around to mount her when she rose up and pushed me onto my back. She straddled me and grabbed my swollen member and started to quickly rub it across the opening of her cunt. I probably could have cum if she had kept it up, but she had other plans. She held the tip of my penis at the very back of her slit and slowly, ever so slowly bobbed up and down, only the head of my cock was going in and out of her. I could feel her tightness each time she rose up and the ridge of my cock head pulled out of her. Once again I could have easily cum had she have keep that up for much longer, but she had other plans.

She glided a little further down the shaft on each stroke until she was resting on me. Then is was a slow withdrawal until I was afraid the she was going to pull off of me before she started down again, but she was in total control and once I realized that, I was able to relax and concentrate on the full feeling of her pussy moving on my cock.

I felt the sensations building in an indefinable area somewhere around my cock and balls and as the sensations began to focus on my balls I knew I was gone. That glorious feeling moved from my balls all the way up my shaft and blasted out into her waiting vagina. She rode me slowly until my forth or fifth blast and then she started slamming her pussy against me, over and over she pounded that pussy into my pubic bone, I was no longer in the picture she was getting hers and with a vengeance. I guess three or four climaxes later she stopped and collapsed on my chest gasping for air. We lay that way not saying a word until she finally rolled off of me onto her back, spread eagle on the bed. I worked my way down her body until my face was over her cunt, it was red and swollen, I could see the cum oozing out of her as I sunk my tongue as deep as I could in her cunt. I quickly slid up to what had been a too tender prize to be claimed and had my way with it. I hard licked it up and down and back and forth. I sucked and tongued it, all at the same time; all the while I could sense that she was rising to the occasion. I finally brought her off by having my mouth at the top of her pussy and ramming my tongue into her and curling it up and raking it back out. I repeated this until she was racked with spasms. She let out low pitched howls and moans, arched her back, covering my nose and mouth with her sopping wet pussy, holding my head to her and completely letting herself go. Her gash was dripping; I had her all over my face, in my mouth, nose and hair. When she had enough she pushed me away and lay there breathing deeply.

I went into the bathroom with the intent of washing off my face until I saw that her wetness was in my hair as well, so I jumped in the shower, wondering who the hell she was and where did she come from. I got dried off and walked back into an empty bedroom, no goodbye, no note, no nothing.

Later that night I went back to the bar and it was jumping, full of people and most seemed to know me, I wanted to know about the girl who I woke up with but didn’t know her name and didn’t want to look stupid asking. I hung around until almost closing, listening to everybody tell me what a great time I had but never saw the girl. I looked again the next day, no luck, so tomorrow it’s off to Phuket.