Dick Fitswell finds Paradise in the whorehouses of Thailand
by Jack Corbett

"No more churches for me," Dick Fitswell vowed to the shapely Thai girl sitting next to him at the Bangkok bar.

"That’s quite a story, the young  prostitute said. "What did the authorities do to Gloria after she burned the church and killed those women?"

"Nothing," Dick Fitswell said. "She disappeared right after she burned the church down. When they searched her house, they found six dead bodies of men she had seduced. On the six o’clock news they were saying that she believed everyone of them had jilted her. They also found pictures of all her victims on her bathroom wall. My picture was on it with the others. She had rubbed shit all over each picture and I would probably have been her next victim. She’s now on the nation’s most wanted list, which is one of the reasons I’m here, Susie Chai."

"What’s the other reasons you’ve come to Thailand?"

"Because I love fucking whorehouses."

Bangkok had over eight million inhabitants and this international Mecca for sex addicts was widely regarded to have a quarter million whores. The Japanese  were renowned for targeting prominent Japanese business men for week long sex tours of the better known sex shows and brothels.  At these sex shows a man could watch a woman having sex with a horse or a man sticking his prod into a chicken.

Although widespread throughout Bangkok the Patpong district was the most infamous for its sex centers.. Many of the Patpong bars resembled American topless clubs—to a point.  A half dozen or more whores typically descended upon male new comers like vultures dedicated  to separating  the men from their money.  The first time Dick Fitswell went into one of those places, he found himself surrounded by six women while he watched a twelve year old girl masturbate with a candle on the stage.  The girl on his right shoved her hand down the front of his shorts and  started jacking him off as she asked him to buy her a drink. Not to be outdone, the girl on his left had pushed her hand up his shorts through its leg and started  squeezing his testicles. A third girl gave him a neck massage while she jabbed her pointed breasts into his back as a fourth girl manicured his nails.

Everyone of them expected  a tip.  But he ran out of money after he tipped all of them.  They kept on him until he emptied his pockets in front of them as if to say, "I’m penniless."  Within seconds they deserted him as they prowled about the place looking for their next victim.  Dick Fitswell wryly smiled to himself as he drank his beer alone. He had kept only twenty American dollars in his pockets, after he had hidden five hundred dollar bills  in his socks. 

He found the Erection Zone on his third night in Bangkok. Walking through the place for the first time he commented to a West German sexaholic, standing next to him, "This place is perfect.  My Dick’s going to fall n love."  Dick Fitswell and the West German pervert stood in a gallery on the second floor peering through a large glass window at over thirty Thai women sitting  in four rows, each girl wearing a numbered sign on her chest.

"I thenk I vant number seven," the German said to Dick as he continued to watch the women through a pair of Zeiss Ikon binoculars. "She has big teets."

"Naw. She’s no good," Dick replied. I like number twelve. She’s still wearing a skimpy g-string but look at that box on her. I’ll bet she can really fuck."

"Some of zee vomen in zee gallery on floor number one vere vesser," The German said. Zoo young. I vill haf to say some are only ten years old. But you cannot fuck them from thet room. They are allowed only to give blow jobs. But they could be so tight. Just imagine."

Dick Fitswell had already imagined fucking a ten year old. For that matter he had once dreamed of screwing a goat and couldn’t see much difference between the two. If there’s one thing that could be said about Dick Fitswell, he did have morals and screwing children and animals was something he found completely reprehensible. He drew the line at eighteen year olds and if there ever was any doubt about a girl’s age, Dick would ask her to show him her ID.

A Thai man in his early thirties stood a few feet from them dressed in a tuxedo. Dick had heard a lot about the legendary Thai bath and he wanted to get on with it. "I’ll take number twelve," he told the man.

"What do you want to do with the girl?" the man asked.

"I want the Thai bath for forty dollars."

"Nothing else?" the Thai replied. "Don’t you want to fuck the girl?"

"I don’t know. I might," said Dick. I’ll have to just see what happens. For now...just the Thai bath"

The man wearing the tuxedo let himself inside the gallery and approached the women sitting in their straight backed chairs. He had a thin white cane similar to those blind men use. The girl wearing the placard reading number twelve was seated in the second row. The Thai poked his cane at her chest as he said: "Number twelve, please. You have admirer"

The girl followed the man out of the gallery, then watched Dick pay the man forty dollars. Then Dick turned to the German who was still watching the whores through his binoculars and said: "Big tits suck. Only a tight box that fits means anything to me. He wished the German good luck as he followed the girl into a special room where he would soon be experiencing a Thai bath.

This time the role of the sexes was completely reversed pitting Dick Fitswell, lying on his back on a little polyethylene swimming pool raft that had been positioned on a tiled floor, against his seductress, the young Thai whore he had just picked out. The little room was similar to a college dormitory shower room since it was larger than the typical shower found in many U.S. homes. But it had been built for an entirely different purpose----the seduction men who would each be placed on a little swimming raft in a small room where water could be run across the tiled floor for as long a time as was necessary after which it would be forced down a drain in the center of the tiled floor.

The Thai girl had turned on a spigot which filled the little room up to a depth of three or four inches before she turned the water off. Then, slipping her bottoms off, she straddled Dick, hunching over him as she dragged her breasts across his chest, then his groin. Dick Fitswell’s penis immediately grew to its fourteen inch fullness as he tried to pull her towards him. But the girl immediately jumped off him, wagged her finger at him as if scolding a child, then said:

"You get Thai bath. Full treatment. Very clean. But you do as I say. No fuckee fuckee."

They had told him going in that the typical Thai bath or massage lasted a good hour and a half. Dick Fitswell resigned himself for the duration, fully aware that this time it would be the girl who would be in control. Dick Fitswell closed his eyes as he anxiously awaited the girl’s next move. Feminine fingers started to play gently across his scrotum. Then stopped. He then felt them again, rubbing something onto his balls that felt like Vaseline. The fingers lingered there, taking a much longer time than would have been necessary just to rub ointment onto his testicles. Then he felt them move up to his shaft.

At first he felt them gently squeeze. Then once again he felt them knead the Vaseline like substance into his shaft. The girl’s fingers quickened the pace as they started jacking him off in short quick strokes. Then feeling Dick Fitswell’s mounting excitement the girl once against started rubbing his balls.

"Open up your eyes, Dickie," the girl commanded. As Dick Fitswell opened up his eyes the girl once against straddled him but this time she faced his feet as she stuck her ass up into his face. By the time she grabbed Dick by his ankles her privates were within two inches of his mouth. Dick Fitswell reached around the girl’s waist and started to pull her into his face. The girl fought back by letting go of his ankles, grabbing his toes instead, as she hunched down farther onto him so that his tongue still remained inches from her vagina.

Once again she reversed her position. This time she lay in front of him as she cupped his genitals with both of her hands and started sucking his shaft. Dick Fitswell never wanted to fuck someone as badly in his life. The girl kept changing positions. She would alternate between stroking his penis and sucking it. At other times she would squeeze more ointment into his balls. Sometimes she would just fuck his penis with her breasts after lathering them up with hot water and soap.

"What is your name?" Dick Fitswell called out to the girl.

"Suzie. That is my name and yours is Dickie," the girl replied.

"I want to fuck you, Suzie. How much extra do I have to pay?"

"No fuckee now," Suzie replied. "You did not want it before. I make you come without fucking me."

"No. I want to fuck you. I will give you fifty more American dollars if you let me stick my dick in you," Dick Fitswell promised.

"No. Not this time, said Susie as she stuck her pussy right into Dick Fitswell’s face while she put his dick in her mouth."

Dick Fitswell was amazed at how fit she was. She was tall for a Thai girl. Nearly five feet eight and larger breasted than most Oriental women. Lean in the waist and stomach her muscles rippled as she got down on him. For the first time his tongue slipped into her opening, which is exactly what she wanted. Susie let Dick Fitswell grab her as he pulled her down onto his face. She remained detached as she put more ointment onto his balls.

"I wonder how much longer I should let him go, Suzie asked herself. "I can make him come in two minutes or I can let him go on for five. Or ten. It is all up to me. But I bet he is rich. So I will not let him get everything he thinks he is going to get. He’s going to be mine for as long as I want him."

Dick Fitswell had made his choice from among over sixty Thai girls. There had been around thirty girls in the downstairs gallery. Those were the ones who were not allowed to have intercourse. Then there were the thirty odd girls from the upstairs gallery out of which he had selected Susie. She was the most exquisite one of them all. Longer legged and much more full breasted than most of the others Suzie was still slender where it counted. Moreover, she was very strong. As Dick Fitswell continued to probe with his tongue up her opening he thought to himself: "Fucking her would be almost like fucking a lioness."

Without warning Susie once again jumped off of him. "No more pussy in your mouth," she taunted him. "I make you come now. Next time you will want more." Then, once again she mounted him, this time sitting on his upper chest so that she faced him as he continued to lie in the little raft which was by this time completely covered with warm sudsy water. She didn’t need more of the ointment to stroke his heated shaft. The hot sudsy water would do fine. Reaching behind her she once against started to stroke him.

As she stroked Dick Fitswell’s penis, she inched her opening right up next to his face as she sat on his upper chest to give him a good look. But her position kept him at enough distance. Her weight firmly on his upper chest did not give him the chance to force her bodily upon his face. Dick Fitswell could only watch her opening from inches away as he felt the juices being milked out of him by her fingers made slithery by the combination of hot soapy water and ointment.

Dick Fitswell watched her opening oscillate as it got wider and narrower. Susie had practiced making her pussy expand and contract over years. She had shaved her pubic hair to give the performance the right effect. She had him—literally by the balls.

"I will give anything for that pussy of yours," Dick Fitswell gasped.

"You can’t have it now," Susie replied. "You are mine. You are coming and you have no control left."

He didn’t. This time Dick Fitswell had no answers. As he watched her tight little pussy contract and convulse, he imagined himself inside her. Yet he could do nothing about it. He felt his shaft grow warm in her hand as the blood flowed along its entire length. As he finally stopped fighting her, letting go at last, he came and came, gushing through her fingers far longer than he had ever remembered. Susie pulled harder and harder on his shaft as she felt it get harder then watched dispassionately as it erupted in short spasmodic bursts.   After Dick squirted out his last drop, Susie Chai calmly raised her come filled hand to her mouth and started to lick it clean.  Then shaking her head doubtfully, said aloud:  "Not bad but I'm still hungry."  

Dick Fitswell had completely lost control. He decided to do whatever was necessary to possess her. He started out by buying her out of the brothel and taking her to the nearest bar where he bought her a drink. Then he told her why he had left the Church for Brotherly Love for Everyone.