Service and/or Provider's Name:
Koko at Love Massage (Yokohama)
Date of Encounter:
17 February 2018
Contact Method:
Walk-in
Appointment Length & Costs:
60 mins ¥25000
Type/Location:
In the shop
Language Notes:
Koko speaks zero English but really good Japanese and is 100% gaijin-friendly regardless
Details of the Encounter:
Pull up a chair, young ‘uns... Uncle NED is back from his travels with a yarn to spin.
The Noge area of Yokohama, around Hinodecho Station, is one of my favorite places to wander when I have time to myself. It is not only a notorious RLD that offers, when you include the area across the main street, everything from soaplands to fashion health to massage parlors to streetwalkers of both the Thai and Chinese female and Brazilian and Korean new half varieties; it also has really great restaurants, bars, and British style pubs, plus a ton of love hotels to fit any budget from cheap and scary to extravagant. This is where the infamous gaijin-friendly Mermaid and Heart and Heart soaplands are, as well as a zillion others that don’t allow foreigners to enter. In fact, there are a lot of places in this area that exclude foreigners, from Philippine show clubs to most soaps and healths to girls’ bars to who even knows/cares what they are. But there are also a ton of cool places to go and things to do of both the sexual and non-sexual type. It’s kind of Yokohama’s version of Kabukicho. I took my SB here for an overnight at an upscale LH last year and we had a great time.
[NED pauses for a moment to sigh, remembering how much he likes his SB. Sigh.]
The massage parlors in Noge are virtually all gaijin-friendly and all offer some form of HE, though whether that’s by provider’s hand or mouth or your own hand (or mouth, if you’re limber enough) and for how much varies from shop to shop. When you venture over into the fashion health part of town, you start finding more shops that don’t offer HE and get offended if you ask, which puzzles me since operating a massage place in this area near a bevy of pink shops seems to make the question fair enough.
Short on time since my return to Japan, I have occasionally raced over to this district and tried a few massage shops, which are all open 24H. As I said, some will only touch your balls as you service yourself (for ¥15,000, which is not sufficient ROI for me to hang around), one had a cosplay option I didn’t take and a cute — if flat-chested — older Chinese woman who’s top-tier service was HJ with DATY for ¥25,000 (her womanly parts were quite beautiful but I didn’t take her up on it), and there is an odd shop that’s very dark with an older woman running it who looks Chinese, claims to be Russian, but seems to speak neither Russian nor Chinese nor Japanese for that matter. She’s modestly OK looking and for ¥15,000 will do a fair though not very firm lotion massage and HJ and while she won’t undress herself, she didn’t protest when I reached up and effectively disrobed her entirely and then touched her all over. At that point, she (using hand gestures because I have no idea what she actually speaks) offered a BJ (covered or not I don’t know) for an additional ¥5000 but I folded on that attempt to raise me on the turn.
I mention all these only for the purpose of comparison and contrast, because I know most TAGgers are Edokko and don’t venture much outside the circle created by the Yamanote line, lest you lose all your powers and be reduced to mortal status.
The shop I wish to tell you about, the one that may have secured the NEDster’s repeat patronage, is called “Love” and the thing that sets it apart is a rather lovely late-20s Chinese girl who calls herself Koko (Coco? Cocoa? Who cares?).
Heading out of Hinodecho, cross the main road diagonally so you are on the left side like you are going to Mermaid (You aren’t are you? Good; I thought you had better sense than that.) but turn left down the very first street after the main road (Mermaid is on the second street). Then walk (or skip or crawl) until you see this sign on the left:
[Photo Attached - See The Attached File]
When I entered and was greeted by Koko, I asked if foreigners were OK and she gave me a confident “mochiron!” — of course they are! I was still marveling at how cute she was (and how stacked) when she guided me to the standard menu on the low table and of course pointed out the ¥15,000 course and said it’s the best and most popular.
Uncle Ned has been to a few of these shops in my many times around the sun, and my bashfulness is depleted like uranium D-38, so I just asked straight up, which one gets me a handjob, honeybuns? I liked that she didn’t react shy or shocked, she just smiled and said that would be the ¥15,000 or I could do it myself for ¥10,000. Maybe i’m missing something, but I’m pretty sure I can do it myself for free, thank you. In fact, for all anybody knows, I could be doing it myself right now as I write this review. I’m ambidextrous at some things. So, I asked about her clothes status and again in a friendly but professional way, she explained I could touch her on top of clothing for the 15K, but nudity would cost extra. This is the point where I would have thanked a less attractive girl and made my exit, but this was Koko we’re talkin’ about y’all, so I stuck around. What can I say? The hook was set. All that was left was to reel ol’ NED in, slice him up and serve him as sashimi. But since she seemed open to answering all my questions, I interviewed her a little more about services potentially offered. What I ultimately came up with was that for a total of ¥25,000 I could get akasuri body shampooing, oil massage and a HJ from her — nude — and I could suck her nips and touch her tender province with my fingers but not my mouth or joystick. Absolutely not on offer at any price were BJ, DATY or FS.
This was all good to know and I appreciated her forthrightness.
I was even shorter on time after the conclusion of this lengthy line of questioning, so I flopped out the 15 large and said we’d have to forego the body scrub, which is a shame because I truly love those, with their contrasting sensations of soft foamy bubbles and scritchy-scratchy cloth. It reminds me of being run over by the street cleaner at 5 am after a night spent passed out drunk in the gutter; and we’ve all been there, amirite? And the inclusion of that trip through the man wash before or after my turn at the pump, or in my case just a normal shower both before and after, is another thing that set this place apart from the others nearby that I had previously explored, which offered no bathing options at all. Hey, I like me a shower after jizzing on myself and before going home to the wife, don’t you?
Wait... don’t you?
So, I showered alone while she chatted through the door and we were having a nice conversation about both liking spicy food and blah blah blah. It was quite pleasant small talk, while what I was really thinking about was wearing her ass like a VR headset, and I was already scratching Koko’s name onto the human skin parchment that contains the long long list of women that I love, when I dried off and went into the massage cubicle.
The massage was incredible, and by that I mean it was incredibly mundane — it seems a lost art at these places anymore — but we were chatting and getting along and then came the flip and I asked her again about her getting nude. She quoted again the extra 10K but embarrassingly I didn’t have that much on me in cash. A real sweetheart this girl, she cut me a first-timer discount on the spot and took ¥6000 instead and off came the schoolgirl top (yeah, I forgot to mention this cute creature was dressed as a schoolgirl, didn’t I?) and bra. I asked about the skirt and panties and she said usually yes but this is — ahem — not a good week for that. In case I didn’t believe her, she pulled the skirt a little aside and showed me that she was wearing some extra stuff for the occasion. Before I could protest about not getting the full Monty, and perhaps suggesting she spend one week a month on the injured reserve list instead of playing hurt and thereby weakening the team, she reminded me I hadn’t paid full price anyway so quit my bitching and I agreed. We already had that kind of relationship.
She went to work on James (reminder, he’s too old to be called Jimmy anymore) and I felt up her boobs for a bit. They were fake and absolutely rock hard, but she had really nice small, brown, long nipples that thankfully hadn’t been distorted by the augmentation. I tweaked them and she smiled and asked “oppai ga suki?” Literally “do I like boobs?” but I assumed she meant hers specifically because are there heterosexual men who don’t like boobs? I mean they may not be the most important preference, but come on. We like them. Even bisexual men and transvestites like ‘em. They’re guaranteed fun for the whole family. What cemented my status as a future regular, though is what happened next. Upon me declaring to nobody’s surprise that why yes, I do like oppai, she very sweetly changed hands from right to left and laid down next to me to present one of those super nice nips to my mouth. I put a hand on her butt, which was still in “period panties” as my wife calls them (thick and purely function over form) and enjoyed how ample it was for such an otherwise diminutive Chinese girl. She sighed and squirmed a little as though she was into it and that was all it took for James to surrender his catch. Yeah; I’m just that easy.
She offered another solo shower which I took and again we chatted like friends all the way to my eventual exit. Before leaving, I told her I would return and asked her schedule. She said she works from noon to midnight and sometimes takes Sunday off, but not always. And I bitch about my work hours
Final Thoughts:
Recommended, Will Repeat.
Closing Comments:
I’m not sure ¥25,000 for a HJ is worth it, but I’m pretty certain to go back at least once to take care of the unfinished business. Of course, I am referring to Koko’s asoko at a time of the month when I don’t have to deal with Koko curry.
Oh no I didn’t just write that!
Oh yes I did.
Koko at Love Massage (Yokohama)
Date of Encounter:
17 February 2018
Contact Method:
Walk-in
Appointment Length & Costs:
60 mins ¥25000
Type/Location:
In the shop
Language Notes:
Koko speaks zero English but really good Japanese and is 100% gaijin-friendly regardless
Details of the Encounter:
Pull up a chair, young ‘uns... Uncle NED is back from his travels with a yarn to spin.
The Noge area of Yokohama, around Hinodecho Station, is one of my favorite places to wander when I have time to myself. It is not only a notorious RLD that offers, when you include the area across the main street, everything from soaplands to fashion health to massage parlors to streetwalkers of both the Thai and Chinese female and Brazilian and Korean new half varieties; it also has really great restaurants, bars, and British style pubs, plus a ton of love hotels to fit any budget from cheap and scary to extravagant. This is where the infamous gaijin-friendly Mermaid and Heart and Heart soaplands are, as well as a zillion others that don’t allow foreigners to enter. In fact, there are a lot of places in this area that exclude foreigners, from Philippine show clubs to most soaps and healths to girls’ bars to who even knows/cares what they are. But there are also a ton of cool places to go and things to do of both the sexual and non-sexual type. It’s kind of Yokohama’s version of Kabukicho. I took my SB here for an overnight at an upscale LH last year and we had a great time.
[NED pauses for a moment to sigh, remembering how much he likes his SB. Sigh.]
The massage parlors in Noge are virtually all gaijin-friendly and all offer some form of HE, though whether that’s by provider’s hand or mouth or your own hand (or mouth, if you’re limber enough) and for how much varies from shop to shop. When you venture over into the fashion health part of town, you start finding more shops that don’t offer HE and get offended if you ask, which puzzles me since operating a massage place in this area near a bevy of pink shops seems to make the question fair enough.
Short on time since my return to Japan, I have occasionally raced over to this district and tried a few massage shops, which are all open 24H. As I said, some will only touch your balls as you service yourself (for ¥15,000, which is not sufficient ROI for me to hang around), one had a cosplay option I didn’t take and a cute — if flat-chested — older Chinese woman who’s top-tier service was HJ with DATY for ¥25,000 (her womanly parts were quite beautiful but I didn’t take her up on it), and there is an odd shop that’s very dark with an older woman running it who looks Chinese, claims to be Russian, but seems to speak neither Russian nor Chinese nor Japanese for that matter. She’s modestly OK looking and for ¥15,000 will do a fair though not very firm lotion massage and HJ and while she won’t undress herself, she didn’t protest when I reached up and effectively disrobed her entirely and then touched her all over. At that point, she (using hand gestures because I have no idea what she actually speaks) offered a BJ (covered or not I don’t know) for an additional ¥5000 but I folded on that attempt to raise me on the turn.
I mention all these only for the purpose of comparison and contrast, because I know most TAGgers are Edokko and don’t venture much outside the circle created by the Yamanote line, lest you lose all your powers and be reduced to mortal status.
The shop I wish to tell you about, the one that may have secured the NEDster’s repeat patronage, is called “Love” and the thing that sets it apart is a rather lovely late-20s Chinese girl who calls herself Koko (Coco? Cocoa? Who cares?).
Heading out of Hinodecho, cross the main road diagonally so you are on the left side like you are going to Mermaid (You aren’t are you? Good; I thought you had better sense than that.) but turn left down the very first street after the main road (Mermaid is on the second street). Then walk (or skip or crawl) until you see this sign on the left:
[Photo Attached - See The Attached File]
When I entered and was greeted by Koko, I asked if foreigners were OK and she gave me a confident “mochiron!” — of course they are! I was still marveling at how cute she was (and how stacked) when she guided me to the standard menu on the low table and of course pointed out the ¥15,000 course and said it’s the best and most popular.
Uncle Ned has been to a few of these shops in my many times around the sun, and my bashfulness is depleted like uranium D-38, so I just asked straight up, which one gets me a handjob, honeybuns? I liked that she didn’t react shy or shocked, she just smiled and said that would be the ¥15,000 or I could do it myself for ¥10,000. Maybe i’m missing something, but I’m pretty sure I can do it myself for free, thank you. In fact, for all anybody knows, I could be doing it myself right now as I write this review. I’m ambidextrous at some things. So, I asked about her clothes status and again in a friendly but professional way, she explained I could touch her on top of clothing for the 15K, but nudity would cost extra. This is the point where I would have thanked a less attractive girl and made my exit, but this was Koko we’re talkin’ about y’all, so I stuck around. What can I say? The hook was set. All that was left was to reel ol’ NED in, slice him up and serve him as sashimi. But since she seemed open to answering all my questions, I interviewed her a little more about services potentially offered. What I ultimately came up with was that for a total of ¥25,000 I could get akasuri body shampooing, oil massage and a HJ from her — nude — and I could suck her nips and touch her tender province with my fingers but not my mouth or joystick. Absolutely not on offer at any price were BJ, DATY or FS.
This was all good to know and I appreciated her forthrightness.
I was even shorter on time after the conclusion of this lengthy line of questioning, so I flopped out the 15 large and said we’d have to forego the body scrub, which is a shame because I truly love those, with their contrasting sensations of soft foamy bubbles and scritchy-scratchy cloth. It reminds me of being run over by the street cleaner at 5 am after a night spent passed out drunk in the gutter; and we’ve all been there, amirite? And the inclusion of that trip through the man wash before or after my turn at the pump, or in my case just a normal shower both before and after, is another thing that set this place apart from the others nearby that I had previously explored, which offered no bathing options at all. Hey, I like me a shower after jizzing on myself and before going home to the wife, don’t you?
Wait... don’t you?
So, I showered alone while she chatted through the door and we were having a nice conversation about both liking spicy food and blah blah blah. It was quite pleasant small talk, while what I was really thinking about was wearing her ass like a VR headset, and I was already scratching Koko’s name onto the human skin parchment that contains the long long list of women that I love, when I dried off and went into the massage cubicle.
The massage was incredible, and by that I mean it was incredibly mundane — it seems a lost art at these places anymore — but we were chatting and getting along and then came the flip and I asked her again about her getting nude. She quoted again the extra 10K but embarrassingly I didn’t have that much on me in cash. A real sweetheart this girl, she cut me a first-timer discount on the spot and took ¥6000 instead and off came the schoolgirl top (yeah, I forgot to mention this cute creature was dressed as a schoolgirl, didn’t I?) and bra. I asked about the skirt and panties and she said usually yes but this is — ahem — not a good week for that. In case I didn’t believe her, she pulled the skirt a little aside and showed me that she was wearing some extra stuff for the occasion. Before I could protest about not getting the full Monty, and perhaps suggesting she spend one week a month on the injured reserve list instead of playing hurt and thereby weakening the team, she reminded me I hadn’t paid full price anyway so quit my bitching and I agreed. We already had that kind of relationship.
She went to work on James (reminder, he’s too old to be called Jimmy anymore) and I felt up her boobs for a bit. They were fake and absolutely rock hard, but she had really nice small, brown, long nipples that thankfully hadn’t been distorted by the augmentation. I tweaked them and she smiled and asked “oppai ga suki?” Literally “do I like boobs?” but I assumed she meant hers specifically because are there heterosexual men who don’t like boobs? I mean they may not be the most important preference, but come on. We like them. Even bisexual men and transvestites like ‘em. They’re guaranteed fun for the whole family. What cemented my status as a future regular, though is what happened next. Upon me declaring to nobody’s surprise that why yes, I do like oppai, she very sweetly changed hands from right to left and laid down next to me to present one of those super nice nips to my mouth. I put a hand on her butt, which was still in “period panties” as my wife calls them (thick and purely function over form) and enjoyed how ample it was for such an otherwise diminutive Chinese girl. She sighed and squirmed a little as though she was into it and that was all it took for James to surrender his catch. Yeah; I’m just that easy.
She offered another solo shower which I took and again we chatted like friends all the way to my eventual exit. Before leaving, I told her I would return and asked her schedule. She said she works from noon to midnight and sometimes takes Sunday off, but not always. And I bitch about my work hours
Final Thoughts:
Recommended, Will Repeat.
Closing Comments:
I’m not sure ¥25,000 for a HJ is worth it, but I’m pretty certain to go back at least once to take care of the unfinished business. Of course, I am referring to Koko’s asoko at a time of the month when I don’t have to deal with Koko curry.
Oh no I didn’t just write that!
Oh yes I did.
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