Allan Dudson - Walking the Wild Side: The Life of a Sex Tourist

I sat at the end of the International Beer Bar in Bangkok with three friends. I had arrived in Thailand no more than two hours before, just enough time to check in at the hotel, shower, change clothes and visit the nearest hospital, then to get to the nearest bar that had girls for hire.

It was about mid-afternoon and Johnny, who had been to Bangkok many times before, ordered the first round of beers. After about ten minutes of scrutinising the girls in there, I noticed John had called over a very sexy, little Thai girl. He bought her a drink. I watched with excitement as she put the straw between her lips and sucked it seductively.

She was wearing a tight, red T-shirt. I noticed a beautiful pair of breasts underneath it, not too big but just the right shape. Moving down her body with my eyes, I arrived at the wonderful sight of her buttocks with a view from the side. I was almost in a trance as my eyes beheld this sight for some time; it was the best-looking ass I had ever seen.

The prize winning ass was clad in black, tiny shorts, with those smooth, brown legs appearing from them. I noticed that not one ounce of fat was to be seen anywhere on her body. She went back momentarily to speak with her friends, although she was still in sight. I took the opportunity to get up and leave Dean, who had been sitting next to me and talking about nothing of any interest and then I moved to stand next to John.

"Fucking hell John, she's all right isn't she?" I said as I approached him. John nodded his head in agreement, while we both observed her as she made her way back towards us.

As the girl slowly approached, John turned his head and looked down the bar so as he could address all three of his friends, he shouted, That's my first fuck of the holiday! I remember thinking that John would have no chance, this girl was stunning and way out of his league, but I thought that I would just watch and learn as he interacted with her.

She eventually returned and stood between John and me. I gave her a smile and while she was still holding the Wine Cooler that John had just bought for her, she turned her back to him and spoke to me. My stomach tightened and my face felt slightly warm as she looked into my eyes and spoke with her best attempt at English, "What's your name?" I eagerly told her my name and then she asked me if I wanted to go with her, I quickly agreed; it was as simple as that.

I told John and Gaz that I would be gone for about an hour and I asked them if they would still be in there when I returned. I was a bit concerned about being left alone in Bangkok on my first visit to Thailand, but they assured me that they would be in that bar for a while yet, they would wait for my return; John didn't look too happy.

I walked out of the bar as proud as can be, holding hands with that sexy Thai girl. I was feeling quite anxious, as this was the first time I had ever done anything like I knew that I was about to do.

She asked me where my hotel was so I told her that it was just two streets away, then she suddenly stopped and told me that she had a room close by. She suggested that we go there instead. I agreed as we both walked into a laundry shop and through to the back, passing by Thai men and women washing shirts and underwear. We climbed some stairs and entered a small, dark room. I could smell sex and stale semen as I entered, the whole experience was a little unnerving. She flicked on the light switch.

Once inside, she handed me a towel, told me to undress and to take a shower. As I unbuttoned my shirt, she lifted her T-shirt and I got my first sight of her naked breasts. I wanted to savour the moment but she was just so professional. Her shorts and panties were off at the same time and neatly thrown at the end of the bed.

She quickly walked towards a fan, muttering something about the extreme heat, then turned it on to full power as I just watched her movements. The mere sight of this Thai beauty, flitting around the room naked was enough to cause my penis to harden slightly.

She returned to me and smiled as she helped me to undress. When she pulled down my boxer shorts, she noticed that by now, I had acquired a complete erection. She smiled again. She stroked my penis with her soft, brown hands, before directing me into the shower. Still holding onto my cock with one hand, she turned on the shower taps with the other, only to let go to get the water temperature right.

Once we were both crammed into the little shower cubicle, with the water sprinkling between us, she cupped my hands together. She flipped the lid of a bottle of Lux shower lotion and squirted a generous amount of lotion into my hands. She took hold of my wrists and placed both of my hands onto her beautiful, firm breasts; I was so happy at that moment. I covered her body with white foam and she did the same to mine. Soon, I was reaching around the back of her as I was rubbing my hands all over her buttocks.

It wasnt long before she was vigorously washing my erect penis. She suddenly pressed her tits into my stomach, moved her hands behind me and run them all over my ass. Then, without warning, she pushed her finger between my buttocks and rubbed it up and down, making sure that my little hole was nice and clean. I thought that I was going to orgasm in the shower, due to the anal probing.

I calmed down a little when she stopped touching me and cleared all the soap away from us both with the shower head. She terminated the water, stepped out of the shower, picked up a towel and dried me off first, before drying herself.

As I lay on her bed with the fan providing a pleasant breeze, she climbed up, standing above my face and lifted one leg to rest it on the window sill. With her other leg slightly bending, she lowered her torso slowly towards my face. She was caressing her buttocks and pulling them apart for my viewing pleasure. As I just lay there with a pulsing cock, I was looking up to see the most beautiful sight I had ever seen in my life and all I found myself saying was, Very nice.

She suddenly climbed off the bed, went over to a drawer and quickly returned to me with a handful of photographs. I rushed through those glamour shots of her, some fully clothed, some partially clothed and some naked. I listened to her telling me all about how she would soon be working as a prostitute in the Netherlands.

Although the photographs were certainly a pleasant sight, I was far too eager to get on with what we were there for to care about her story, or to look at pictures, so I handed the photographs back to her and she put them away. She returned to lie on her side of the small remaining area of the single bed, as she began kissing my mouth before lowering herself slowly down my body, licking me as she went.