Thai bar girl bites farang boyfriends penis!

On 14th May 2009 Pattaya police were informed by the Memorial Hospital that they were treating a tourist who claimed his Thai girlfriend had bitten him on his penis.

Police Lieutenant Colonel Polkrit Kumsatien, a Pattaya police investigator, was notified by the hospital at 5:30 am and sent a team to investigate.

In the emergency room, police met Mr. Eddy Develde [56], a Belgian national, who was lying on a bed suffering from a wound on his penis which he claimed was caused by a bite from his girlfriend. Doctors said his wound was not serious and after administering treatment, recommended that he stay in the hospital until recovery.

Mr. Develde’s friends and their Thai girlfriends had rushed to see him when they heard he had made his own way to the hospital following the trauma to his manhood.

They told police that Mr. Develde was staying at the Diana Inn in Soi Buakao with his girlfriend who had been working in a bar for about 1 month. According to his friends, the couple had been arguing a lot. The Thai girlfriend had left the hotel after the alleged attack.

Mr. Develde has refused to give any information at this point. Police said they will wait until he recovers before asking him to report the crime.

Thai massage girl to remember

I went to the Orient on Soi 24 when they first opened.
My mistake was that it was late on a Saturday night and all the girls had had a busy time of it.

I chose a really lovely looking girl for a two hour oil massage but became quite doubtful as she plodded wearily up the stairs, dragging one foot after the other, in front of me with a body language that loudly said,"You are keeping me from going home to sleep."

During the time when she was fetching her basket of tricks, I was beginning to realize that this was not the best time to call upon her services. I stripped off and as she re-entered the room, I stepped into the shower to shower alone, expecting the minimal amount of input from her. No shower with me.

So, I was more than happy that she quickly stripped off and joined me in there.

Since I felt that she had taken control of the situation from the start in the climb up and was dictating the way things should go in her initially uninterested fashion, I was determined to re-gain position and maybe , hopefuly, teach her a lesson. I can be vincdictive at times. She began to wash me but I indicated that she should stop and switched to washing her thoroughly.

Every time she reached for me, I put her hands back either to her sides or up on the walls of the shower. She had a most delightful body and a gentle superb face.

I took her out of the shower and dried her thoroughly and laid her face down on the bed and covered her with a towel since the air-con was on.
I climbed back into the shower and washed myself, dried myself and joined her on the bed.

By that time , she had begun to doze off, so I go the impression that she really was genuinely exhausted. Afterwards I learnt that she had been on outcall for three consecutive nights. A popular lady apparently and no wonder, with her looks.

I left the towel in place and began to massage her feet and then her legs very unhurriedly. I skipped her arse and began massaging her back and neck.
She thought after half an hour that I had finished and made to turn and get up to do her job, but I insisted that she just lay there, while I broke out the oil.

I began again on her feet, taking my time with the oil, progressing up to her back and her neck, again missing out on her arse.
A full hour had gone by and I was begining to think that I was a complete fool in wasting my money for the privilege of massaging this half-awake lady.
But somehow, I wanted to continue to do this. And she was so damned physically attractive.

I wiped off the oil slowly and began the massage again but this time on her arse. She immediately spread her legs to give me more access and so I made the most of it for a full ten to fifteen minutes, before I began to lick her and she managed soon to wriggle around to face me.......or should I say to pussy me ?

To cut a long story short ( and yes, I know, it's unusual for me ) I ate to my heart's content for the last half hour of the session. And yes, she did cum, more than once.

I had at the back of my mind, what a dumb fool I was being. no massage, no extras, no climax.

But, time was up.
I gave her my phone number after the shower and even a tip.
And she skipped downstairs with a smile on her face, to be greeted by her fellow workers with questioning looks on their faces.

The aftermath was the clinch.
This lady used to phone me up every day off and come round to my place. Yes, the same treatment was administered, but she also in return gave great sex and that lasted for a few months, so I felt that I hadn't been so misguided after all.
She left soon after that and returned to her village.
Years later, I still get the occasional text message asking if I am going to be passing her way.
I haven't made it yet.

Redneck gets bitten by the Thai pussy fever!

I just recently started reading this website again after looking at it a few years ago when planning a possible trip for my family. I also looked at a few other websites about Thailand and think this is the only one that I want to tell my story to and ask questions because you have a lot of good folks here who have been there and done that. You also have a few nasty ones and that is OK too because I need to hear from everyone for sure as shit I can't be telling this story to my friends and kinfolk an I think I am going insane.

Let me tell you all that I am not a good writer and not all that well educated but I am a fair and decent and hardworking family man. At least up until 2 months ago I thought I was. Now I ain 't that sure no more. To give you something about me, I am 37 and live in USA midwest. I run a hardware store with my two brothers. I married my high school sweetheart 19 years ago and got me 3 kids the oldest boy is in high school and my young girls are in middle school.

Every year we take a family vacation overseas. Last year we went to Italy and the year before that we went on Caribean cruze. We gone to other places in Europe and even South America. This year, my youngest did a report for school on Thailand and we decided it would be fun to go there. So we took off after the kids left school in June and we spent 21 days visiting Thailand. It were fun up north. The kids rode elephants, we took longtail boat ride on rivers. We saw all the stuff in Bangkok and then we went to Phuket. That is where I think my mind got lost.

We all went into town the first day and walked along the crazy street called banglor or something like that. I never seen anything like that before. When we got to the end of the street, my boy had this big shit eating grin on his face and my wife near blown a gasket. The girls were staring at some of them ladyboys that were dressed in evening gowns. Weird shit.

So we turn the corner and there are lots of fish restaurants there and we really aren't fish eaters but we though why not. The food was good and we like it. Then across the street from those restaurants were these Massage parlors. They had these big recliners and gave foot massages. We went in and they asked what kind of massage we want. The kids got the foot massage and my wife she took the face and neck and foot massage. I said the oil massage sounded good and they take me upstairs to a different room. The wife and kids stayed downstairs and I was upstairs all private like. I got excited and a bit nervous about my wallet when she aksed me to take off my clothes and shower. I wrapped my wallet in my shorts and hung them in the closet with a garden hose connected to a small heater that they call a shower.

I wrapped a towel around myself...and walk back to the cot they had for the massage. The massage girl closed the curtains and we were alone in a half dark type room. The girl was as exotic as you can get. She near took my breath away. She told me she was 24 and her skin was like satin and her color was like bronze. Her hair was jet black and has to come down half way down her ass.

She had my lie down and and I kept the towel around my ass. I was already hard and it hurt lying down on my johnny. Now I am not a prude at all. Been to several hardware conventions and got a bit crazy with some of the ladies in Las Vegas but this was totally different. When she took the towel off my ass, I thought I would explode. This was my first time doing this massage thing. Her hands rubbed the oil over my body and it was so good. She told me I had a very strong body and was a very handsome man. I work out 3 times a week when I can, two when I can't and four when I am really feeling good. I am fit but like most men my age I can lose 5-10 pounds. She kept talking to me and rubbing that oil on me. When she got to my legs and her hands touched my nut sack, I thought I died and went to heaven. All I could think about was when will she touch me again. It was really exciting and I was nervous because my wife and kids were downstairs and I was worried one of them would come up exploring while this lovely little gal was doing her thing near my nuts.

I knew she was going to soon ask me to turn over and I tried to think my hard on away. Damn thing stayed hard and when i turned over she said you have big dick, Very nice. Then she just looked into my eyes and smiled. My mind turned to silly putty after that. Things went so fast next thing I know she has my whole johnny down her throat and I am coming like a never came before. I nearly screamed and think I was drowning the poor little lady. Next she took a tissue and spit my cum into it and smiled at me and said something about my water. I didn't understand what big water meant and told her and she laughed and kissed me. My head was taking on all kinds of thoughts. First was If only my friends down at the lodge could see me now. Maybe not. Then I thought why the hell haven't I been to Thailand before. Then I thought why did I bring my kids and wife. Then I just ran out of thoughts as she started licking my johnny again cleaning him up somewhat.

She then put my head on her lap and started massaging my brains. I would look up at her dark eyes and she would smile at me and then bend down and kiss my forehead and say things in Thai. Didn't know what they meant but they sure sounded good to me. When she was done she took me back in the shower and showered me. She soaped up places I didn't know there were places. When I went downstairs the family was all done and I thought they must know what i did upstairs and i felt guilty as sin.

That was just the beginning for me. I knew I had to come back and see her again. I just had to. The next day I sent the family off on some sightseeing trip with elephants and stuff. I told them I wanted to relax and wasn't up for sightseeing. As soon as they left I headed right back into town. I got there about 10am and they were just opening up and Nit, that was her name, wasn't there. They called her and I had to wait almost an hour before she showed up.

She greeted me with a big smile and a hug and took me by the hand upstairs. I showered again and we started the same routine. She took me in her mouth again afterwards and I blew my load. She smiled again, kissed me and then did that head massage thing. After, we talked and I asked her out to lunch. She said she couldn't leave work. The family was going to be gone all day and I told her I would like to get to know her. She said she will talk to manager. I waited and then she said I had to pay manager money if she was going to leave the shop. I didn't understand why but it was only about 15 bucks so it was worth it. shit, I would have paid ten times that amount to be with her.

We walked around downtown. The clubs were all closed and a few bars were open with the dregs from the night before. She took me to a little restaurant and we ordered food or she did. It was good but I just couldn't stop looking at her. I was surprised how good her English was. She told me she learned in school and also had private lessons. She worked in a bank before learning massage as it paid much more money.

I don't want to make this story too long but will fill in more details if you guys want to know. I made excuses nearly every day not to be with the family and I spent all my time with Nit. The third day we had full sex and it was better than I could ever have remembered it. I hated going home. The family thought I was going to miss Thailand. The truth I was going to miss Nit. I gave her about $1,000.00 before I left. That was for her to buy a motorbike that she needed to get back and forth to work.

I am home about 2 months now and I speak to her nearly every day. I have a special phone card that I use and call her when no one is around. I can't tallk about this to anyone. They would think I am nuts. I also have sent her some money. Not much, just about $400 per month. I use a special account opened in another town and using a mail box drop for the address. No one knows.

I am thinking of an excuse to get back to Phuket and be with her. She wants me to meet her family and I can't wait. I have become like brother and sister with my wife. She is heavily involved with the church and I am quite bored with her and her projects. I am ready to leave her for Nit. I saw how much building was going on there and also went to a few places to check out their hardware supplies. I think I can do some export there and have told my brothers that maybe we can expand our business into exporting hardware for their building industry. That would give me a very good excuse to go there and spend time there.

I know this sounds nuts. Probably I am. But I don't think anyone would believe what I am going through. I read stories about some Thai girls here and on other forums, but this girl is different. She really is and unless you met her and spent time with her, you would know just how different she is. She doesn't have any sick buffalos or mother that needs operation like some stories say. She never worked the bars like the other girls do and can't dance good enough to be in one of those dance clubs. She is just a beautiful girl who works hard and wants a future like everyone else does.

So how can I start eating, sleeping and feel that I am sane again?

It can only happen in Thailand!

I been to land of smiles a few times, for work and for a vacation.

One time in particular was a memorable one.
I stayed at Woraburri hotel, found it very late one night while surfing the net (as you do)
Nice enough hotel, friendly staff and down the road from nana plaza.
Stayed there for 4 nights, when I checked out the bg who I had the first nite was with me (guess stick with what you know as theres a few starfish's around) so dropped her home on the way to the airport, I forgot a bag in the taxi when I arrived at the airport as I was fumbling around looking for a smoke.

I told the security guard at the revolving "ying yang" door who escorted me to the tourist police on the 2nd floor.
A pretty young girl started taking my details and rung the hotel, Trying to get a hold of the taxi driver. I was thinking your insane, I'll never get my bag which had my passport, air tickets, psp, camera etc etc.

She gets a hold of the hotel, who pass her onto the bellhop who knows a friend who's friends with the taxi drivers friend. Basically it was a big ring around. Meanwhile check in had opened already... I had 1hr to go before checkin closed. She (the tourist police girl) got in touch with the taxi driver who was on his way back to the airport. I was thinking wtf? is this for real? So I excused myself and wandered off to the ATM to pull out some $. I wanted to tip the girl who helped me out.

Finally after "10minutes" (more like 30mins) the cabbie runs in clutching my bag shouting "check it, check it, its all there" so I opened it, pocketed my passport and flight itinerary incase i left the bag again hahaha.

I paid the cabbie 1000baht for his trip back to the airport. 500b for a tip and 500b for the trip back. Turns out he went back to the hotel and the bellhop told him about the missing bag.
Then i turn to look for the girl who helped me out, she had dissappeared, the big police boss was there who then said these memorable words "Dont forget to tip the police" and held out his hand palm up. I thought what the hell, gave him the 1000b tip i was going to pay the girl.
A few days later I get a new contact on my msn. Turns out to be the tourist police girl. She asked if I got back ok. We been chatting since.

Now I got a lunch/dinner date with a very pretty young thing who's going to take me out for some duck noodles. Just gotta work on the timing.

Tourists Thai nightmare lady

sure there were warning signs but goddamnit she was a looker.

obviously when a Thai bird sits down at a table with the only two farangs in the dining car on the night train from Chiang Mai and orders a big bottle of Singha, and can speak fluent English with confidence, then it's obvious she hasn't been necessarily been doing a 'cooking course' in Chiang Mai for the past three months like she tried to make out.

it turned out she was from Kanchanaburi and was planning to start up a restrauant there, or so she said. The beers flowed. The music started to blast. We started to dance. My new mate switched to Sangsom about 8 pm and played himself out as far as she was concerned. He was almost unconsious by the time I'd passed her a piece of paper with the number of my lower bunk on it and asked her to join me there in a few minutes so as not to attract the attention of the ever vigilant Thai railway police. She understood. And ten minutes later, she turned up.

I didn't shag her but I decided to change my plans and head off to Kanch with her in the morning so it was taxi to Thonburi, bus and tuktuk to the guesthouse. After I checked in she pissed off for a few hours to see her family which suited me because I'd hardly slept and welcomed the rest. Then she came back for a bit of afternoon nookie but she was, I noticed, already drunk, even though it was only 4 pm.

while she slept, her phone, which was on the bedside table, went. I looked over at the screen and it said 'PaulCMai'. Which meant that she knew more than guy called Paul, presumably. She went into the bathroom to speak with him but it was all over in twenty seconds. She then made another call in Thai this time, in the room itself, knowing I can hardly speak a word, and then afterwards started to get dressed.

10 minutes later there was knock on the door. She answered it and apparently it was her mother, who had two young children with her. The kids came bounding into the room, though I was a bit embarrassed as I was sitting there with just a pair of boxer shorts on. The mother acted like seeing her daughter in an obviously post - coital state with a farang guy was a daily event not worthy of a half raised eyebrow.

the girl turned to me and said, 'we go now. We have party. It's children's day'.

Indeed it was. We set off on one of those motorcycle sidecar things after stopping off to buy a bottle of 100 Pipers in a 7 / 11 which obviously I paid for and in due course arrived at this party which had already started, with some entertainers, about 200 people, stalls outside like an ice cream tuk tuk and treats for the kids. There was a catering unit to feed everybody. I was the only farang there.

I got into it a bit. I was introduced to the various brothers, cousins, uncles and aunts at the table, the whisky flowed and the food came in seperate courses which everyone ate with chopsticks apart from the soup. The music got livelier. I got drunker and I started to dance. I gave the elder of the 3 kids in our group 100 baht to buy stuff from outside. I went up out front to dance, though she was, I noticed, disinclined to follow. But this gesture was appreciated. When I returned, everyone was smiling and I got winks and handshakes from the adjacent tables.

then it all began to pack up. She asked for 200 baht for a contribution to the food. Entirely reasonable, I thought, as I'd stuffed myself and also the single bottle of whisky I'd bought hadn't lasted long and I'd been liberally drinking from the various bottles everyone else had contributed. She said she couldn't come back with me as she had to talk 'business', but one of her 'brothers' would give me a lift on his bike back to Maenam Kwai Rd, the strip where most of the tourist guesthouses are. She said she would come and see me 'later'. I told her to call me first as I might be asleep and not hear her knock on the door.

I never thought for a minute she would turn up, but I didn't care. Her 'brother' dropped me off, and I gave him fifty baht for the trouble as the party had been quite a way out of town and he could have just dropped me in Kanch centre and asked me to get a moto to save himself ten minutes' drive. When he'd gone I just headed to a beer bar before I returned to my room and crashed out.

the next day she called. She was obviously completely off her skull, even though it was only midday. She asked me if I'd been with another girl the night before.

'what ?' I said. 'Weren't you supposed to be coming round anyway ? Of course I wasn't with another girl'.

'I think you with other girl. I cannot go last night. We talk business. We drink. I cannot drive motorbike.'

'I not go with other girl. I drunk too. Mai pen rai. Just come round later this afternoon.'

'Ok, I come round later'.

'Call me first,' I said.

surprise surprise no call, no text, no show, no nothing. Finally I call her myself at about 8 pm. She's obviously off her face and in some karaoke bar. I say listen, don't worry, you're obviously seeing your family and friends. You've been away from home for a while. Don't worry about it. I'll be hanging around here for a few days, I like Kanchanaburi anyway. I'll call you tomorrow.

I hang up while she's making these drunken, garbled noises that seem to signify a basic acknowledgement of what I've said.

I go out. Eat. Play pool. Go internet. Drink. Flirt with bargirls. But end up in the guesthouse alone.

when I call her the next day, about noon, she's pissed again. I'm losing patience by now with her and say that if she wants to come round later, then she can but that was really just to bring the conversation to a close. She says yes, but I already know enough by now that there isn't any point in asking to specify a time or anything like that. In fact I'm surprised she managed to catch the train at all in the first place a couple of days before, and if truth be told, I'm starting to regret that she did.

about 7 pm I'm sitting around in my boxers having just had a shower. The door opens and in she strides, obviously well pissed as usual. She has a quick look round and says - 'you go with girl !'

I deny it.

'Look !' she says pointing to a couple of packets of condoms on the bedside table, one of which was open and which we'd used the day before : 'Condom ! You go with bargirl !'

I manage to persuade her after counting the condoms and reminding her that we'd used one the day before, that no, I hadn't in fact been consorting with prostitutes
in my 350 baht aircon room. She seems satisfied and in fact lies down on the bed. Within a few minutes, we're having sex. When we're done, I get up and say I'm going off to get a few beers from the 7 / 11 and does she want anything ?

she sits straight up in the bed and asks for 1000 baht.

'What ? What for ?' I say.

'Boom boom,' she says.

I say no, no way.

then she reaches into a bag and picks out a small penknife, opens it, and threatens to cut my dick off if I don't pay her. By now I realise she's just a raving lunatic, so I quickly get my trousers and t - shirt on and head straight out of the door, on to the mountain bike, and away. I pedal to a beer bar and sit in the back, trying to figure out what to do and how to extricate myself what seemed a pretty bad mess up.

my wallet, phone and everything else of any value is in my trouser pockets and my passport, travellers cheques, 100 dollar bills and so on are in the guesthouse safe, so I'm not worried anything valuable can go missing if she tries pay herself what she obviously appeared to believe she was entitled to.

I reckon that if I just wait for a couple of hours, she'll get bored and piss off, probably to the nearest Thai karaoke bar that serves Sangsom.

and so it proved. When at about 11 pm I gingerly stuck my head round the guesthouse door, there was no sign of her. I packed everything up straight away,resolving to leave town as soon as it got light, and in the morning got my pouch from the desk and pissed off back to Bangkok.

total nutcase. The alarming thing is, I'm sure others have had far worse experiences than that one.