To even the average tourist, nearly everything walking around here with a pussy is a possible quick & easy sexual encounter. You can almost smell it in the air when you hit the outskirts of town riding in. I’m not sure why exactly, but even the apparent non-bargirls seem easier here. Maybe it’s because the “bargirl culture” has been so prominently and deeply engrained into everyday life here over the many years of its history as a “whore town”.
Maybe it’s because almost any girl you see is probably not too far removed from the “bargirl” lifestyle in one form or another. Whether they were former bargirls themselves, aspiring bargirls to be, had mothers, aunties, cousins, siblings or even neighbors who were bargirls. They’ve likely seen the ups and downs a bargirl life can provide. Perhaps it’s the general sentiment that sluttin’ around with foreigners like a bargirl gives you a fair chance of landing that “golden goose” (read: foreigner); the omnipresent possibility of a more stable and secured future in an otherwise lifetime of uncertainty.
Who am I to analyze such things though? These were just some of the thoughts running through my mind one lazy morning as I lay in bed at the hotel. A bit later, after I had just taken a shower, I realized I needed more towels because the ones in the room already were well-soiled from cum-wiping services with last night’s companion.
So I telephoned down to reception to ask for more towels and a few moments later there’s a knock at the door. A hotel chambermaid walks in with towels and I notice she’s actually not bad looking for filling a position usually filled by 50 year old Lolas. The wheels were already spinning in my sick-minded cranium as I asked her name. She goes by “Mitch” and looked to be around 28 or so. Not a stunner by any means, but she had a sexy way about her.
I had heard stories from friends who said they’ve bonked hotel chamber maids on occasion, saying it was some of the best random, unbridled sex ever. I suppose they get horny seeing all the sex around them; they probably feel quite left out and underappreciated. Now, now…I wouldn’t want any girl in my midst to feel left out and underappreciated, would I?
So I try to joke around with Mitch a little bit, but I sensed my advances came off awkwardly to her, as her English wasn’t the best and neither is mine (spoken, anyway). But some things transcend spoken communications, like the raise of an eyebrow or smirk of a smile and I got my message across soon enough. With that, Mitch flipped a switch from coy, unassuming chambermaid to a naughty, wanton creature with the uninhibitedness you would expect from a late-20-something Filipina in this town. Translation: This girl knew her way around a foreign cock well.
And did she ever; deftly sucking and stroking my dick and nut-sack all over without any hesitation. After chewing on her meaty inner and outer labia a while, I stuffed myself inside her pulsating pussy much to her evident, audible enjoyment. But that was only the beginning of the fun with Mitch here. Throughout the session thus far, I was eye-balling her brown starfish for further exploration with my fleshy white excavation tool.
Burrowing my way down into her musky mineshaft, I absolutely shuddered with the sheer pleasure of her anal muscles clenched frightfully tight around my probing penis. It’s a feeling every man should experience in their lifetime. Just minutes ago, this woman was bringing me fresh, clean towels and now I have one of my appendages rooted deeply inside an orifice of hers which is anything but clean. So damn exciting!
After giving it a good thrashing, I ventured back a few centimeters to her pussy-hole for a couple more moments of sex the way natured intended. Then, I let loose with a deluge of creamy man-spunk deep up inside her sopping wet love chamber, finishing up the scene by squeezing the load out of her gaping hole for the fans, just as I did last week. Hope you enjoyed my Ass Crusade on this hotel chambermaid!
Until next week…..