2nd night in Tokyo
I came back quite early after dinner; around 9pm. With the luxury of free time (or so I thought), I went through more research. I thought hard about my choices for the first night and concluded that (as the Chinese saying goes) 一分钱一分货. Rationally, Japanese girls cannot be going for those low rates, and likelihood of fakes would be very high for those websites advertising such low rates… So I eliminated those establishments, and I scoured the TAG reviews again. I finally decided to try the erotic massage providers advertised both on Erolin and Tokyo Nights (and one other thread in Sammyboy also made reference to this website).
I called the number listed on Tokyo Escort Massage Club, which seems to be a call centre for all of their branches. By then it was 10:30pm. The operator was extremely friendly and helpful: he patiently explained to me their services. I discovered that theirs is a very extensive network with many outlets across Japan! For “erotic massage”, the operator explained that gals will be topless while providing massage, and then they will provide a happy ending with hands… Throughout the session, the man is not supposed to touch the gal!!! WTF, I thought. A 2-hour HJ costing Yen34k (including “admission fee”, “gal selection fee”, etc)?
Sensing my reluctance, the operator then recommended their sister company which provides “fetish dry-orgasm” services. He promised me that it would be an extreme handjob experience (although the man is still not allowed to be “proactive” in touching), with 2 gals servicing me for 2 hours for a combined fee of Yen56k (S$680) with unlimited shots. He promised that it would be heaven on earth, and I would experience orgasm like never before… He gave me the website to review and choose the gals Japanese Fetish Fedom Intrigued, I decided to try and asked for Shizuku and Yukino to be sent over. Unfortunately, he said the 2 gals had been fully booked for the night as I called too late, and there were only 2 other gals left. When I reviewed their photos, I decided they were not my cup of tea (age-wise and looks-wise, as I prefer long-haired girls vs these 2 short-haired girls). I rejected them.
I was about to hang up when the guy mentioned that they have yet another sister company!!! This one actually sounds the best: he explained that this is like delivering Soapland to my hotel room! The girl will be stark-naked throughout the session, will bathe me, etc, etc, and best, the man will be allowed to touch, fondle, finger, kiss, etc, etc. Short of full service, everything is good with the gal. The icing on the cake was that the gal will provide “sumata” in her birthday suit!!! I almost scolded him for not recommending this to me in the very first place! He gave me the website Japanese Escort to check-out the gals. Interestingly, Yukino is also listed on this website! So she can actually provide both fetish and soapland services!
As it was almost 11pm by then, the operator told me only 2 gals were available… I made a quick decision that it would probably be too late to make other arrangements, so I chose 1 of them for a total fee of Yen46k (S$560) for 2 hours (unlimited shots), including transport fee as apparently my hotel is outside their radius of “free” delivery. However, because I was actually trying to book their other websites’ services, the operator then informed me that he would give me a Yen2k discount! Not bad! This is what I called Japanese service standard!!!
I won’t mention the gal’s name for the reason which I will explain below…
The operator confirmed that gal will arrive within 45 minutes. With time to kill, and learning from the experience that last minute booking will limit my choices, I decided to spend the 45 minutes to do research for my 3rd night. I will tell that story later… Let’s jump to the arrival of the gal in this 2nd night….
Knowing that the gal will have problem coming up without card key, I had told the operator to call me when she arrived and I would go down to fetch her. The Japanese is truly honourable: right on the dot 45minutes later, I was called and I went down to pick her up. When the lift opened, I saw without doubt a real Japanese!!! Tall, long hair, well-endowed too! Exactly my dream and my taste; her photo on the website is not representative of the real gal!!!!
The funny thing is, after I handed over my payment, she whipped out a form for me to sign. Her Company had listed out all the things that I must not do, with the highlight that there will not be sex provided! I pointed it out to her and jokingly said in my broken Japanese (I had tested her and she could not speak Chinese nor Korean): “dame da, yo!” She nodded her head and affirmed “dame desu, sumimasen…” As I know the rule of the game (the operator had explained it and emphasized it to me again and again earlier), I smiled and proceeded to sign the form.
We both stripped and went to the shower. “Oppai yo! Dai suki!” (Wow! Huge boobs! I like!) I teased her.
She soaped and washed me, exactly like what those AV gals did in the soapland DVDs! I was also kissing and roaming her freely… After a while, she turned her back to me, and put my stiff brother between her legs and pretended to let me do doggie… It was an indescribably surreal feeling… In the spur of the moment, I reached down and started to finger her clit. Surprisingly there was no resistance. The slippery soap acted like lubricant, and soon she was moaning, clenching her butt-cheeks, and I could feel the tremors of orgasm from her body…
She then squatted down and gave me a nice BBBJ until I couldn’t stand it. I picked her up and gesture towards the room. We quickly washed off the soap and dried ourselves.
She had come fully equipped with several towels: “so that she does not soil my hotel towels and sheets”, she explained. How considerate! True Japanese courtesy! She laid out a towel over my bed, and also laid out other stuff like nuru-gel, as well as an alarm clock. “This is gel for sumata”, she explained. The alarm clock, as the operator had explained to me earlier, is to avoid dispute of service timing. Trust the Japanese to operate with clockwork discipline!
(to be cont’d)