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Service and/or Provider's Name:
Jan Jan, providers name unknown
Date of Encounter:
April 2018
Contact Method:
Walk-in
Appointment Length & Costs:
30 minutes, 3000 yen
Type/Location:
On-site, Sugamo
Language Notes:
Japanese, English
Details of the Encounter:
I was in Tokyo recently for my first ever trip and despite enjoying myself as a tourist immensely, I found myself being in great need of relief, being unable to erase the beauty of the local woman from my mind, but also being unable to find a suitable trigger to sustain release.
In an effort to put the issue to bed, so to speak, I summoned up the courage to go Jan Jan, over in Sugamo. As I was staying in Asakusa, the journey there wasn't too bad, though Google Maps had me going completely in the wrong direction.
After remembering the words of how to find the place from numerous reviews, I eventually stumbled across Jan Jan.
The tencho outfront seemed different from previous descriptions, wearing a beanie cap and being quite pleasant. The Boss man downstairs, however, seemed like a gruff, cranky prick who was sick of seeing all these gaijin's coming into his establishment.
Boss man took my 3k yen off me and led me to a leather, highbacked lounge seat with a towel already placed upon it. My eyesight is getting worse, so it took a whilst for my vision to adjust to the low light, but when I did, I was able to recognise some of the ladies as well as have my hearing tortured by some of the hi-nrg tunes being played to cover up the slurps happening to the several human udon noodles in the room.
I waited some time and watched several of the ladies come and go with other customers, often a bit amazed at their advancing vintage, with one lady seemingly well into her 60's. "Not her, please...", I thought to myself, amazed that one particular lady was still able to walk at her age, let alone attempt to suck some cock.
So, after waiting another 15 minutes or so, my courtesan of the blowjob arrived....and it was Miss Gran Gran from Jan Jan, herself. In a mix of broken English and incredibly shattered Japanese, we managed to communicate, my pants coming off and her attempting to make sure I was clean.
Lets just say that I wasn't prepared for gran to not only make several remarks about the lack of penis size (how rude!), but then to also pull out a condom for a CBJ (I thought it a BBBJ territory here). This was a turn off and even though our lady tried her best to spice things up by getting naked and trying various tricks, Mr Happy was having none of it. My lady was, despite her status, fairly fit and petite. Fantasies came and went like lightning flashes in my mind, thoughts racing through years of memories, trying to unlock something, anything, to turn my non-cooperating member from a turgid, flaccid, sausage into something a bit more...impressive.
No dice.
This game of pick a wrinkle, any wrinkle, continued for another 15 minutes or so until Mr Boss-man came and motioned that time was up. I got dressed, commiserated my courtesan and apologised for my lack of performance (pointing to my crotch and muttering sincerely "gomen nasai"). Climbing the stairs, she was full of apologies....or muttering something in encouragement but I was too disappointed and frustrated to care. I bade the tencho good bye and embarrassed beyond belief, made my way back to the train station, hoping that none of the locals witnessed me leaving said establishment.
Final Thoughts:
Not Recommended.
Closing Comments:
Sad. Was hoping for more but there so many negatives at play here that I ultimately felt very put off. I don't mind older women, but when she could be your granny from another mammie, its just won't cut it.
Jan Jan, providers name unknown
Date of Encounter:
April 2018
Contact Method:
Walk-in
Appointment Length & Costs:
30 minutes, 3000 yen
Type/Location:
On-site, Sugamo
Language Notes:
Japanese, English
Details of the Encounter:
I was in Tokyo recently for my first ever trip and despite enjoying myself as a tourist immensely, I found myself being in great need of relief, being unable to erase the beauty of the local woman from my mind, but also being unable to find a suitable trigger to sustain release.
In an effort to put the issue to bed, so to speak, I summoned up the courage to go Jan Jan, over in Sugamo. As I was staying in Asakusa, the journey there wasn't too bad, though Google Maps had me going completely in the wrong direction.
After remembering the words of how to find the place from numerous reviews, I eventually stumbled across Jan Jan.
The tencho outfront seemed different from previous descriptions, wearing a beanie cap and being quite pleasant. The Boss man downstairs, however, seemed like a gruff, cranky prick who was sick of seeing all these gaijin's coming into his establishment.
Boss man took my 3k yen off me and led me to a leather, highbacked lounge seat with a towel already placed upon it. My eyesight is getting worse, so it took a whilst for my vision to adjust to the low light, but when I did, I was able to recognise some of the ladies as well as have my hearing tortured by some of the hi-nrg tunes being played to cover up the slurps happening to the several human udon noodles in the room.
I waited some time and watched several of the ladies come and go with other customers, often a bit amazed at their advancing vintage, with one lady seemingly well into her 60's. "Not her, please...", I thought to myself, amazed that one particular lady was still able to walk at her age, let alone attempt to suck some cock.
So, after waiting another 15 minutes or so, my courtesan of the blowjob arrived....and it was Miss Gran Gran from Jan Jan, herself. In a mix of broken English and incredibly shattered Japanese, we managed to communicate, my pants coming off and her attempting to make sure I was clean.
Lets just say that I wasn't prepared for gran to not only make several remarks about the lack of penis size (how rude!), but then to also pull out a condom for a CBJ (I thought it a BBBJ territory here). This was a turn off and even though our lady tried her best to spice things up by getting naked and trying various tricks, Mr Happy was having none of it. My lady was, despite her status, fairly fit and petite. Fantasies came and went like lightning flashes in my mind, thoughts racing through years of memories, trying to unlock something, anything, to turn my non-cooperating member from a turgid, flaccid, sausage into something a bit more...impressive.
No dice.
This game of pick a wrinkle, any wrinkle, continued for another 15 minutes or so until Mr Boss-man came and motioned that time was up. I got dressed, commiserated my courtesan and apologised for my lack of performance (pointing to my crotch and muttering sincerely "gomen nasai"). Climbing the stairs, she was full of apologies....or muttering something in encouragement but I was too disappointed and frustrated to care. I bade the tencho good bye and embarrassed beyond belief, made my way back to the train station, hoping that none of the locals witnessed me leaving said establishment.
Final Thoughts:
Not Recommended.
Closing Comments:
Sad. Was hoping for more but there so many negatives at play here that I ultimately felt very put off. I don't mind older women, but when she could be your granny from another mammie, its just won't cut it.