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Service and/or Provider's Name:
Unknown, unfortunately
Date of Encounter:
December 2017 / A Saturday, around midnight
Contact Method:
Walk-in
Appointment Length & Costs:
30 minutes / 5,000 yen
Type/Location:
Shop
Language Notes:
Got by using English
Details of the Encounter:
Here’s long-winded, much-too-detailed review of my first-ever P4P encounter.
I can’t read Japanese very well, and hesitate to present a place when I’m not even sure what its name is, but WTH. Think the word “Relaxation” is in the title. It’s on Fussa’s infamous Bar Row, to the immediate left of Dolce Vita Bar and Restaurant. Not Relax House, which is a few doors down.
Discovered this place while bar-hopping with a buddy last month. Every time we went out onto the street, the mama-san and a semi-cute, smiley Chinese girl would grab our arms and offer us massages. We’d say something like, “Sorry, we’re just out drinking beer tonight,” then take off to the next bar.
After exiting our third or fourth bar, the mama-san invited us in for “just beer, no massage-y,” after blocking our path and clinging to us. I wouldn’t have gone inside on my own, but my friend was keen, so I followed.
The place has a long hallway with several curtained-off massage cubicles on each side. She led us into one that had a sofa, then brought us cans of beer and four or five girls of all shapes and sizes to try to convince us to get serviced. They were a mix of Chinese and Malaysian. One was super skinny, had the face of a meth-head, and appeared to have had trouble shaving her legs that day.
They sat in our laps, squeezed our arms, offered sex, etc. One was shy, cute, thin, and spoke some basic English. Told me she was 25, and later gave me an embarrassed smile when the mama-san popped in and said she was a “young grrrr, only 20.” Would have gone for her, but never did P4P before and felt awkward being there with my friend.
After a couple of beers, we tipped all of the girls — they literally squealed with delight over this — and got out of there.
Fast-forward to Saturday, Dec. 9. I was in the area and went back on my own to drink at one of the spots I liked from my last visit, but ended up face to face with ol’ mama-san again. She recognized me, and I agreed to go inside, hoping to see the shy girl from last time.
This time the place was rocking. Most cubicles had their curtains closed. Lots of muffled giggles and moans. Mama-san sat me down in a small, private waiting area, gave me a canned beer and showed me a plastic laminated menu written in Japanese. Prices started at 10,000 yen for 60 minutes worth of some incomprehensible (to me) activity. She explained everything, but it was too difficult to understand her English. If my memory is correct, the most expensive thing cost 20,000 yen and involved two girls — or as she pronounced it, “grrrrrrs.” Probably FS.
Told her I had only 5,000 yen in my pocket, and she said that’s enough for a 30-minute BJ/HJ. A HJ was all I was comfortable with. As a nervous first-timer, I was fine with that price if the girl wasn’t hideous.
The mama-san made me remove my shoes and ushered me into an empty cubicle. I waited there and sipped my beer, listening to the moans and giggles coming from all directions.
Caught them at a busy time with no girls available, so the mama-san offered to service me herself. Wasn’t interested in that at all, so I said I’d wait for a younger “grrrrrr.”
Finally, one arrived. Definitely Chinese. Didn’t recognize her from my first visit. Maybe late 20s or early 30s. Short. Not skinny but not fat either. Had nice C cups that were spilling out of her black dress. Mama-san asked if she’d be OK. I nodded and handed over the yen.
My girl closed the curtain and had me place my wallet in a small safe. She locked it, and then gave me a wristband with the key attached to wear during the service.
She helped me remove my pants and had me lie down on the table. She immediately slid my boxers off and wiped down my cock and balls before adding some lube. She started making hot moaning sounds and had a horny look on her face as she stroked to get me hard. Manufactured, but it worked.
I had told the mama-san earlier that I only wanted a tug job, but that message must have gotten lost in translation. The girl leaned forward and put her lips around my dick. I started to freak out — didn’t want a BBBJ — until I realized she was putting a condom on with her mouth. She sucked my head over the rubber while stroking my bare cock at the base. Her tits fell out of her dress and I grabbed onto one. Huge, beautiful hard nipples.
She eventually pulled the rubber off to finish me with her hand. Licked my nipples a bit. I hoped to last longer, but she made me pop pretty good while stroking fast and playing with my balls.
Finally, she cleaned me up, helped me get dressed — including putting on my shoes, which was cute — and walked me out.
That’s all, folks.
Final Thoughts:
Recommended, May Repeat.
Closing Comments:
Recommended, but only if you’re in the area. Likely to repeat, if I can get one of the cuter girls.
Sorry for not knowing the name of this place!
Unknown, unfortunately
Date of Encounter:
December 2017 / A Saturday, around midnight
Contact Method:
Walk-in
Appointment Length & Costs:
30 minutes / 5,000 yen
Type/Location:
Shop
Language Notes:
Got by using English
Details of the Encounter:
Here’s long-winded, much-too-detailed review of my first-ever P4P encounter.
I can’t read Japanese very well, and hesitate to present a place when I’m not even sure what its name is, but WTH. Think the word “Relaxation” is in the title. It’s on Fussa’s infamous Bar Row, to the immediate left of Dolce Vita Bar and Restaurant. Not Relax House, which is a few doors down.
Discovered this place while bar-hopping with a buddy last month. Every time we went out onto the street, the mama-san and a semi-cute, smiley Chinese girl would grab our arms and offer us massages. We’d say something like, “Sorry, we’re just out drinking beer tonight,” then take off to the next bar.
After exiting our third or fourth bar, the mama-san invited us in for “just beer, no massage-y,” after blocking our path and clinging to us. I wouldn’t have gone inside on my own, but my friend was keen, so I followed.
The place has a long hallway with several curtained-off massage cubicles on each side. She led us into one that had a sofa, then brought us cans of beer and four or five girls of all shapes and sizes to try to convince us to get serviced. They were a mix of Chinese and Malaysian. One was super skinny, had the face of a meth-head, and appeared to have had trouble shaving her legs that day.
They sat in our laps, squeezed our arms, offered sex, etc. One was shy, cute, thin, and spoke some basic English. Told me she was 25, and later gave me an embarrassed smile when the mama-san popped in and said she was a “young grrrr, only 20.” Would have gone for her, but never did P4P before and felt awkward being there with my friend.
After a couple of beers, we tipped all of the girls — they literally squealed with delight over this — and got out of there.
Fast-forward to Saturday, Dec. 9. I was in the area and went back on my own to drink at one of the spots I liked from my last visit, but ended up face to face with ol’ mama-san again. She recognized me, and I agreed to go inside, hoping to see the shy girl from last time.
This time the place was rocking. Most cubicles had their curtains closed. Lots of muffled giggles and moans. Mama-san sat me down in a small, private waiting area, gave me a canned beer and showed me a plastic laminated menu written in Japanese. Prices started at 10,000 yen for 60 minutes worth of some incomprehensible (to me) activity. She explained everything, but it was too difficult to understand her English. If my memory is correct, the most expensive thing cost 20,000 yen and involved two girls — or as she pronounced it, “grrrrrrs.” Probably FS.
Told her I had only 5,000 yen in my pocket, and she said that’s enough for a 30-minute BJ/HJ. A HJ was all I was comfortable with. As a nervous first-timer, I was fine with that price if the girl wasn’t hideous.
The mama-san made me remove my shoes and ushered me into an empty cubicle. I waited there and sipped my beer, listening to the moans and giggles coming from all directions.
Caught them at a busy time with no girls available, so the mama-san offered to service me herself. Wasn’t interested in that at all, so I said I’d wait for a younger “grrrrrr.”
Finally, one arrived. Definitely Chinese. Didn’t recognize her from my first visit. Maybe late 20s or early 30s. Short. Not skinny but not fat either. Had nice C cups that were spilling out of her black dress. Mama-san asked if she’d be OK. I nodded and handed over the yen.
My girl closed the curtain and had me place my wallet in a small safe. She locked it, and then gave me a wristband with the key attached to wear during the service.
She helped me remove my pants and had me lie down on the table. She immediately slid my boxers off and wiped down my cock and balls before adding some lube. She started making hot moaning sounds and had a horny look on her face as she stroked to get me hard. Manufactured, but it worked.
I had told the mama-san earlier that I only wanted a tug job, but that message must have gotten lost in translation. The girl leaned forward and put her lips around my dick. I started to freak out — didn’t want a BBBJ — until I realized she was putting a condom on with her mouth. She sucked my head over the rubber while stroking my bare cock at the base. Her tits fell out of her dress and I grabbed onto one. Huge, beautiful hard nipples.
She eventually pulled the rubber off to finish me with her hand. Licked my nipples a bit. I hoped to last longer, but she made me pop pretty good while stroking fast and playing with my balls.
Finally, she cleaned me up, helped me get dressed — including putting on my shoes, which was cute — and walked me out.
That’s all, folks.
Final Thoughts:
Recommended, May Repeat.
Closing Comments:
Recommended, but only if you’re in the area. Likely to repeat, if I can get one of the cuter girls.
Sorry for not knowing the name of this place!
