Hi -LB69-ers
I've already started posting my report on 'another forum' but I've had such good advice and contacts from you guys that I thought I should post on both. Hope nobody objects – and hope you enjoy some of the antics.
I have to start in catch-up mode and then I'll try to keep up with both ...
On the way ...
Well,I suppose the journey starts here at Heathrow. Not just the journey to Bangkok, but the journey to losing my LB virginity.
90 mins until we're needed at the gate. After months of thinking of little else I'm now finding it difficult to concentrate on the detail. It's all too worrying and there are too many questions. Do I start with GG or LB? If so, who (out of my long list)? What will it be like when the first one approaches me? When we get to the loom, have I any chance of getting an erection with all these nerves?
Perhaps I should just forget about it and do what I will have to do anyway: take it as it comes. Flight leaves 2145, arrives 1535 – and then a whole evening and night to enjoy. There I go again .. back to being terrified.
19.00 UK time now. In 13 hours I will be landing. In 17 hours I'll be at Obsessions. Wow!
Day dawns ...
Quaintass was better than the last time I flew with them. Dinner was edible; not good, but edible. I wish I could say the same of the breakfast I've just attempted to eat. Breakfast - that means that it's just 90 mins to touchdown. Oh, gawd!
At least I got six hours kip, so there's a chance I might last the pace and be able to see my first day out. As I've only got 3 whole days in BKK every bit extra is important. I know the arrival routine – learned from so many field reports. Mr Toom taxi will hopefully be awaiting to take me to Monger Grande. I unpack, have a shower, put valuables in safe. Then off to the store for all those little necessities of the punting lifestyle – Simcard, Listerine, Wetwipes, etc, etc. And then ....
But first I have to negotiate immigration, hoping that I won't have to explain to them why I have in my baggage 64 condoms, 3 vibrators, 12 pairs of fishnet hold-up stockings, 6 ladies' pants and three frilly garters. Oh, I do hope I can persuade my new-found friends to wear some of them for piccies.
A Cockeyed Journey
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Cockeyed
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Posted 24 November 2008 - 07:41 PM
I am yours, you are mine,
You are what you are.
And you make it hard.
You are what you are.
And you make it hard.
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Posted 25 November 2008 - 01:14 AM
Looking forward to those3 vibrators, 12 pairs of fishnet hold-up stockings, 6 ladies' pants and three frilly garters. Oh, I do hope I can persuade my new-found friends to wear some of them for piccies.
Remind me please...
What is Mr Toom's phone number?
He's the Pattaya guy, right?
Meum cerebrum nocet
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Posted 25 November 2008 - 02:51 PM
Cockeyed's Confession
I have a confession to make. It isn't that I chickened out of going into Obsessions. True, it took me a good half hour of pretending to look at other bars. But in the end I did walk in.
It isn't that I didn't lose my ladyboy virginity – I did.
My confession is that, despite months of reading and studying what should be done, I got carried away by the sheer thrill of looking at all these lovelies, ignored the rule book, and so my first wasn't the best. (Ask most people about when they lost their virginity, and it's generally not great).
Before I barfined, I did check that she got hard, and that she took it up the back alley. But New - #1 Obsessions – was, I think, fairly .... new. The problem was that she is very pretty and feminine, and this old luster was beguiled by it.
Yes, it was fun in a way. But in my GG-mongering I know the form - it takes a good blowjob to get me going. Back at the loom I discovered that New doesn't do BBBJ (first thing I should have asked – I've even got a list in Thai including 'blowjob no condom'). She gave me an excuse about something being wrong with her mouth that I wouldn't want to catch. Not the thing to tell me after the good session of deep kissing we'd just had. (I think it was simply an excuse but, all the same, I've consumed about a pint of Listerine since then)
Fishnets? Photos ? .... you'll be lucky (or whatever the Thai translation of that is).
I had asked her if she could come. Yes, hard, but cumming relied on her own style of several minutes of frottage front-down on the bed. When she eventually did a quick I'm-cumming- turn-over, it was with an impressive load which missed me – the intended target – and spattered the sheets. However, the sight of the enormity of her cum out of such a small production unit did the trick and got me fully hard for the first time and eager to attack her backdoor.
But New raced off to the shower and I had to follow her in to the bathroom, almost forcibly bend her over the basin, and give her an extended insertion. (Not a bad view with the big mirror - must remember to try that again)
Back to the now sopping bed for some more cowgirl up the rear. When I told her I would like to come on her body it was apparently fine. So she lay on her back, but then quickly covered her top half with a towel. Almost before the last splat had hit her, she was off to the shower.
I guess it just shows she's New and not really into the swing of this 'sex thing'.
Mea culpa – I knew what I should have done, and I didn't.
But, on the other hand - I did it !!! I did it !!!
And now I've taken the plunge, it can only get better from here on.
It's now coming up to midnight and I'm off to see the famous Nana parade. After today's flight and New, I probably can't stand up (literally) for any more excitement tonight – unless somebody really good, and genuinely sexy, happens to catch my attention.
As I head back out on to the streets, I will hold my head high with a new air of achievement.
Do I get some kind of medal?
I have a confession to make. It isn't that I chickened out of going into Obsessions. True, it took me a good half hour of pretending to look at other bars. But in the end I did walk in.
It isn't that I didn't lose my ladyboy virginity – I did.
My confession is that, despite months of reading and studying what should be done, I got carried away by the sheer thrill of looking at all these lovelies, ignored the rule book, and so my first wasn't the best. (Ask most people about when they lost their virginity, and it's generally not great).
Before I barfined, I did check that she got hard, and that she took it up the back alley. But New - #1 Obsessions – was, I think, fairly .... new. The problem was that she is very pretty and feminine, and this old luster was beguiled by it.
Yes, it was fun in a way. But in my GG-mongering I know the form - it takes a good blowjob to get me going. Back at the loom I discovered that New doesn't do BBBJ (first thing I should have asked – I've even got a list in Thai including 'blowjob no condom'). She gave me an excuse about something being wrong with her mouth that I wouldn't want to catch. Not the thing to tell me after the good session of deep kissing we'd just had. (I think it was simply an excuse but, all the same, I've consumed about a pint of Listerine since then)
Fishnets? Photos ? .... you'll be lucky (or whatever the Thai translation of that is).
I had asked her if she could come. Yes, hard, but cumming relied on her own style of several minutes of frottage front-down on the bed. When she eventually did a quick I'm-cumming- turn-over, it was with an impressive load which missed me – the intended target – and spattered the sheets. However, the sight of the enormity of her cum out of such a small production unit did the trick and got me fully hard for the first time and eager to attack her backdoor.
But New raced off to the shower and I had to follow her in to the bathroom, almost forcibly bend her over the basin, and give her an extended insertion. (Not a bad view with the big mirror - must remember to try that again)
Back to the now sopping bed for some more cowgirl up the rear. When I told her I would like to come on her body it was apparently fine. So she lay on her back, but then quickly covered her top half with a towel. Almost before the last splat had hit her, she was off to the shower.
I guess it just shows she's New and not really into the swing of this 'sex thing'.
Mea culpa – I knew what I should have done, and I didn't.
But, on the other hand - I did it !!! I did it !!!
And now I've taken the plunge, it can only get better from here on.
It's now coming up to midnight and I'm off to see the famous Nana parade. After today's flight and New, I probably can't stand up (literally) for any more excitement tonight – unless somebody really good, and genuinely sexy, happens to catch my attention.
As I head back out on to the streets, I will hold my head high with a new air of achievement.
Do I get some kind of medal?
I am yours, you are mine,
You are what you are.
And you make it hard.
You are what you are.
And you make it hard.
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