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Service and/or Provider's Name:
New Hot Point (Yuria)
Date of Encounter:
December 2018, a normal weekday morning
Contact Method:
walk in
Appointment Length & Costs:
5,200 for quick strip tease followed by quick hand relief
Type/Location:
Extras with a strip show, Shinjuku
Language Notes:
fluency not required, I used some basic Japanese.
Details of the Encounter:
NHP website:
http://www.new-hot-point.com/top
Yuria's blog:
http://nhp-yuria.blog.jp/archives/2018-12.html
It was getting toward the end of my P4P Japan vacation and I actually hadn’t planned on visiting New Hot Point. With service time being a few minutes, I simply didn’t think I was going to enjoy it to completion in the time alloted. But eventually I figure, who cares, it will be a fresh experience either way. So the morning I have open to go, I pour over NHP's website to check on what staff would be working. Yuria and Saori. Saori’s few gallery photos weren’t enough to make me want to make the trip to Shinjuku. But Yuria actually has a blog link on the website so I was able to look over her more normal pictures. The photos in the NHP gallery don't tell you much. If they aren't air brushed then they are certainly super super well lit which has about the same effect. Plus the heads are cut off. The blog however you can make their face out pretty well especially if you look at lots of photos you can practically piece together the face. Anyways I double checked the TAG reviews and it seemed like Haruka and Usagi (neither available that morning) were well documented and widely praised, with Yuria being a relatively unsung heroine. However, I was pretty eager to give her a chance
Anyways I hop on the train in the late/post rush hour crowd and immediately I’m trying to build up some desire in order to increase my chances of popping later on. I am like a dirty old man glancing/staring at this woman there, this woman here, imaging all sort of obscene things, and actually work up some semi chubs right there on the train. Looks like I accidentally got on a local train so quite a long while of watching women on and off the train. For some reason all the really smokin ones are getting on my car and standing within male gaze distance of me. Ok, I’m getting worked up already, nice.
Finally get off at Shinjuku station and get out at the most north exit I can find. From there it’s actually not to hard to get to NHP if you do your google street view recon in advance. NHP has a little sign at street level to look out for. It’s on same little side street as a tojo movie theatre with a big godzilla statue. Actually quite a mainstream little street, wonder what percentage of passers by know exactly what NHP is. I’m guessing close to 1% of the tourists, and close to 99% of the locals.
Anyways I get there at 10:00 exactly and get in the elevator and immediately a 35/40ish Japanese guy gets on too and sees me press the button for NHP floor (9th I think) and he says to me in English: “open ten thirty today.” Realizing this guy must work there I nod and say arigatou etc and then I exit the elevator before it goes up and I look for somewhere to wait. I find a nearby crispy crème to sit and munch at for a little bit. While munching my donut I have a brief crazy fear that they guy I talked to in the elevator was actually another customer that conned me out of the first wave! Oh well, we’ll see.
Later on I head back up the elevator at exactly 10:30 and there is some guy straitening out posters or something in their little foyer, but then I see the door to go through and the guy I talked to in the elevator is behind their little counter. I put exactly 5,200 yen down and say Yuria. He looks a little stunned that I seem to know what I’m doing (thank you TAG). He flips the Japanese menu sheet over and one side has english. He points to the “handjob and boob feeling” option on the english menu to confirm and I nod. I don’t remember the english menu from previous reviews so maybe they are getting ready for the olympics. (I think the NHP ladies will deserve medals after the olympics btw.) Anyways he asked me about phone etc I say ketai denwa arimasen. He gives me a little plastic number that can be clamped on to things and then another plastic medal thing on a string with the same number. Also gives me a do not disturb sign style placard with the number 2 on it (there is one customer already waiting, asian but maybe not Japanese). BTW the counter guy is pleasant enough, neither grumpy nor subservient. Also turns out Yuria is the only one working that morning.
There are a few couches in the narrow room where you can wait. Since I was number 2, there was just one other punter so far. There is a muted TV playing AV porn. I also noticed a shelf of porno mags/comics but as I reached over to take one, my finger was about an inch away when my hand abruptly stopped. I was suddenly deathly afraid the mags would be horrendously sticky, even though I couldn't imagine someone paying good money to get in, whipping it out without protest in the waiting room and then busting all over a magazine in front of everyone! Surely that couldn't happen! But I just couldn't bring myself to touch a mag/comic. I just couldn't do it! So I sat down directly in front of the TV and watched that AV movie like a hawk trying to get into the mood. I had actually worked up some (hands free) chubs in my pants and was lost in the film a bit and then right at the exact moment of a sensational money shot, the smiling face of the NHP staff guy popped up in my line of sight as he said in English: “security check.” I had to search my pockets in front of him (with my chubs clearly visibible) in order to demonstrate that I indeed did not have a phone on me. Eventually he nodded in satisfaction while looking straight at my gaijin chubs and walked away.
After frisking myself in front of another man, my spark of arousal dimmed. And I noticed that I'd completely missed the end of the AV scene and a new scene with a heavily clothed girl had started. Thanks, bro. But then, suddenly, my ears pricked up at a wonderful, beautiful sound from behind the curtain by the counter. The unmistakable sound of high heals tap tapping around and a soft female whisper in gentle but rapid fire Japanese. Her feet were visible moving around underneath the curtain. I could feel the electricity in the air as finally the presence of a real flesh and blood woman was nearby. Chubs rebooted.
Before I know it, Mr. Number 1 is invited back behind the curtain. I hear him being led down a hallway or something and put in a closet. It actually sounded distinctively like someone being placed inside a closet. I can hear the tap tapping coming back, almost my turn! Yuria, peeks her head out, niban onegaishimasu! I am up and at em and go to the curtain. She smiles and takes my arm and leads me to my closet, we exchange brief ohios etc, she tosses me in, and closes the door efficiently but politely. She must have taken my number because I don't have it anymore, I am mesmerized by briefly being interlocked with a beautiful woman after spending my entire morning so far trying to get to this point.
Anyways, I am once again in waiting mode. This time in a just big enough closet. There are tissues and hand sanitizer in the closet. The side of the closet opposite the door is the small dance floor, you get to see out a two way mirror, and interestingly there is a little peep hole, that has wire mesh on it so you can't stick your dick through it I'm guessing. (Pictures of the dance floor on the website.) Also, there is a tv on the dance floor playing more JAV. Anyways, once inside the closet, I know the drill from the other reviews, I pull down my pants, leaving my boxers on (so they're something between me and the seat) (I also added some tissues over the seat for good measure). I sit down, unbotton my boxer flap, and let him out for some air. I find I'm already hard just from the excitement of this lurid mini cavern I've found myself in. I realize I should have brought some lube, but I make do. In fact the best piece of advice I can give not found in many other reviews is: bring a little bottle of lube for your boy.
Waiting a bit more for everyone to get situated. Eventually the music starts and Yuria comes into the little dance floor room. I have my eye right up against the little hole and I am rock hard jerking it like a fiend. It felt very liberating to be in such a situation like that. She has bra and panties and little nighty on. She does a slow dance tease thing, making a eye contact with me a lot. I think my eye in the mirror hole was a bit distracting for her and she couldn’t help but make a lot of eye contact with me. (I didn't see any other eyes in their respective holes.) She goes around and displays the goods up close and personal with each patron. It seemed like she spent an extra amount of time at my window. So maybe the relentless eye has panned out. Anyways this goes on for maybe 5 or 6 minutes I'm guesstimating. Then she trots out of the room, and I would very much like her to visit me.
The dance floor music stops but then the music in the closet / hallway areas goes up, but not super loud. Can still hear the high heels. I think to myself there shouldn't be too long of a wait since I am number 2. But for some reason number 1 must have taken a while because it seems like I'm waiting a good 15-20 minutes. Maybe gaijin are always last? I dunno. I actually go soft after waiting for so long despite being pretty darn excited during the dance portion. I lazily sit on the little stool and watch the JAV still playing in the dance area. I slow down my hand work since I don’t have any lube. Darn, I am completely soft...
Then, a little knock on the door! I stand up as she opens the door, reaches in and pushes the little stool into the hallway and then closes the door behind her. At last, the main event, I have this beautiful women all to myself. I say hello genki etc in japanese and does usual jouzu des ne routine she starts asking where I'm from etc. I honestly forget if it was all japanese or a mix of english and japanese as while we were chit chatting she is taking off my shirt and pulling down my boxers and rubbing lube on my balls and dick and I am plumping up quite rapidly down there. She jerks me underhanded which beside being practical for two people standing facing each other, actually feels very very good. Often if I'm in bed with a girl they jerk me over handed which only leaves the thumb on the bottom side of the penis. Take note ladies that the bottom of the penis is where the good stuff happens.
Yuria is quite pretty and attractive, although most likely not in her 20s anymore. Her apparent age being close to my actual age made things more exciting for me. Like she knew what she was doing, which she did. She placed my hands on her boobs and ass and she felt so wonderful. I leaned my head on her shoulder while feeling her body up. She kept asking me about my vacation and her technique was so wonderful that I actually felt my pleasure rising while telling her about feeding rice crackers to the deer in Nara… and I knew that there was no way I wasn’t going to bust. She may have sensed this because she stopped speaking and maintained the steely silence of a professional nut extractor. The pleasure was rising slowly but surely so I started moaning her name and then suddenly I bust all over her hand and wrist and she wipes both of us up smiling. Asks a few more questions about my vacation while she cleans. Then quickly but politely out the door turning around smiling and waving and says bye bye in English and closes the door.
Once again I am alone in the near dark, in a small closet, this time blissfully drained. I do some extra self cleaning with the tissues and wet wipe I notice she left me. I get dressed, make my way back to the waiting room, grab my bag, turn the plastic number things back to the counter guy and give him in retrospect a slightly creepy Arigatou gozaimasu! while looking him in the eyes, he averts his gaze and says jya jya or something like that. I go back down the elevator back into the streets amongst all the hurrying crowds of people, grateful for the important work being done every day by the hard working gals of New Hot Point.
Final Thoughts:
Recommended, Will Repeat.
Closing Comments:
There are signs in the closet saying in English that service time is 5 minutes. I thought there was no way I would bust, but at least I would have the experience.
Yuria took me from completely soft, to rock hard, to eruption in I'm guessing under 4 minutes.
New Hot Point (Yuria)
Date of Encounter:
December 2018, a normal weekday morning
Contact Method:
walk in
Appointment Length & Costs:
5,200 for quick strip tease followed by quick hand relief
Type/Location:
Extras with a strip show, Shinjuku
Language Notes:
fluency not required, I used some basic Japanese.
Details of the Encounter:
NHP website:
http://www.new-hot-point.com/top
Yuria's blog:
http://nhp-yuria.blog.jp/archives/2018-12.html
It was getting toward the end of my P4P Japan vacation and I actually hadn’t planned on visiting New Hot Point. With service time being a few minutes, I simply didn’t think I was going to enjoy it to completion in the time alloted. But eventually I figure, who cares, it will be a fresh experience either way. So the morning I have open to go, I pour over NHP's website to check on what staff would be working. Yuria and Saori. Saori’s few gallery photos weren’t enough to make me want to make the trip to Shinjuku. But Yuria actually has a blog link on the website so I was able to look over her more normal pictures. The photos in the NHP gallery don't tell you much. If they aren't air brushed then they are certainly super super well lit which has about the same effect. Plus the heads are cut off. The blog however you can make their face out pretty well especially if you look at lots of photos you can practically piece together the face. Anyways I double checked the TAG reviews and it seemed like Haruka and Usagi (neither available that morning) were well documented and widely praised, with Yuria being a relatively unsung heroine. However, I was pretty eager to give her a chance
Anyways I hop on the train in the late/post rush hour crowd and immediately I’m trying to build up some desire in order to increase my chances of popping later on. I am like a dirty old man glancing/staring at this woman there, this woman here, imaging all sort of obscene things, and actually work up some semi chubs right there on the train. Looks like I accidentally got on a local train so quite a long while of watching women on and off the train. For some reason all the really smokin ones are getting on my car and standing within male gaze distance of me. Ok, I’m getting worked up already, nice.
Finally get off at Shinjuku station and get out at the most north exit I can find. From there it’s actually not to hard to get to NHP if you do your google street view recon in advance. NHP has a little sign at street level to look out for. It’s on same little side street as a tojo movie theatre with a big godzilla statue. Actually quite a mainstream little street, wonder what percentage of passers by know exactly what NHP is. I’m guessing close to 1% of the tourists, and close to 99% of the locals.
Anyways I get there at 10:00 exactly and get in the elevator and immediately a 35/40ish Japanese guy gets on too and sees me press the button for NHP floor (9th I think) and he says to me in English: “open ten thirty today.” Realizing this guy must work there I nod and say arigatou etc and then I exit the elevator before it goes up and I look for somewhere to wait. I find a nearby crispy crème to sit and munch at for a little bit. While munching my donut I have a brief crazy fear that they guy I talked to in the elevator was actually another customer that conned me out of the first wave! Oh well, we’ll see.
Later on I head back up the elevator at exactly 10:30 and there is some guy straitening out posters or something in their little foyer, but then I see the door to go through and the guy I talked to in the elevator is behind their little counter. I put exactly 5,200 yen down and say Yuria. He looks a little stunned that I seem to know what I’m doing (thank you TAG). He flips the Japanese menu sheet over and one side has english. He points to the “handjob and boob feeling” option on the english menu to confirm and I nod. I don’t remember the english menu from previous reviews so maybe they are getting ready for the olympics. (I think the NHP ladies will deserve medals after the olympics btw.) Anyways he asked me about phone etc I say ketai denwa arimasen. He gives me a little plastic number that can be clamped on to things and then another plastic medal thing on a string with the same number. Also gives me a do not disturb sign style placard with the number 2 on it (there is one customer already waiting, asian but maybe not Japanese). BTW the counter guy is pleasant enough, neither grumpy nor subservient. Also turns out Yuria is the only one working that morning.
There are a few couches in the narrow room where you can wait. Since I was number 2, there was just one other punter so far. There is a muted TV playing AV porn. I also noticed a shelf of porno mags/comics but as I reached over to take one, my finger was about an inch away when my hand abruptly stopped. I was suddenly deathly afraid the mags would be horrendously sticky, even though I couldn't imagine someone paying good money to get in, whipping it out without protest in the waiting room and then busting all over a magazine in front of everyone! Surely that couldn't happen! But I just couldn't bring myself to touch a mag/comic. I just couldn't do it! So I sat down directly in front of the TV and watched that AV movie like a hawk trying to get into the mood. I had actually worked up some (hands free) chubs in my pants and was lost in the film a bit and then right at the exact moment of a sensational money shot, the smiling face of the NHP staff guy popped up in my line of sight as he said in English: “security check.” I had to search my pockets in front of him (with my chubs clearly visibible) in order to demonstrate that I indeed did not have a phone on me. Eventually he nodded in satisfaction while looking straight at my gaijin chubs and walked away.
After frisking myself in front of another man, my spark of arousal dimmed. And I noticed that I'd completely missed the end of the AV scene and a new scene with a heavily clothed girl had started. Thanks, bro. But then, suddenly, my ears pricked up at a wonderful, beautiful sound from behind the curtain by the counter. The unmistakable sound of high heals tap tapping around and a soft female whisper in gentle but rapid fire Japanese. Her feet were visible moving around underneath the curtain. I could feel the electricity in the air as finally the presence of a real flesh and blood woman was nearby. Chubs rebooted.
Before I know it, Mr. Number 1 is invited back behind the curtain. I hear him being led down a hallway or something and put in a closet. It actually sounded distinctively like someone being placed inside a closet. I can hear the tap tapping coming back, almost my turn! Yuria, peeks her head out, niban onegaishimasu! I am up and at em and go to the curtain. She smiles and takes my arm and leads me to my closet, we exchange brief ohios etc, she tosses me in, and closes the door efficiently but politely. She must have taken my number because I don't have it anymore, I am mesmerized by briefly being interlocked with a beautiful woman after spending my entire morning so far trying to get to this point.
Anyways, I am once again in waiting mode. This time in a just big enough closet. There are tissues and hand sanitizer in the closet. The side of the closet opposite the door is the small dance floor, you get to see out a two way mirror, and interestingly there is a little peep hole, that has wire mesh on it so you can't stick your dick through it I'm guessing. (Pictures of the dance floor on the website.) Also, there is a tv on the dance floor playing more JAV. Anyways, once inside the closet, I know the drill from the other reviews, I pull down my pants, leaving my boxers on (so they're something between me and the seat) (I also added some tissues over the seat for good measure). I sit down, unbotton my boxer flap, and let him out for some air. I find I'm already hard just from the excitement of this lurid mini cavern I've found myself in. I realize I should have brought some lube, but I make do. In fact the best piece of advice I can give not found in many other reviews is: bring a little bottle of lube for your boy.
Waiting a bit more for everyone to get situated. Eventually the music starts and Yuria comes into the little dance floor room. I have my eye right up against the little hole and I am rock hard jerking it like a fiend. It felt very liberating to be in such a situation like that. She has bra and panties and little nighty on. She does a slow dance tease thing, making a eye contact with me a lot. I think my eye in the mirror hole was a bit distracting for her and she couldn’t help but make a lot of eye contact with me. (I didn't see any other eyes in their respective holes.) She goes around and displays the goods up close and personal with each patron. It seemed like she spent an extra amount of time at my window. So maybe the relentless eye has panned out. Anyways this goes on for maybe 5 or 6 minutes I'm guesstimating. Then she trots out of the room, and I would very much like her to visit me.
The dance floor music stops but then the music in the closet / hallway areas goes up, but not super loud. Can still hear the high heels. I think to myself there shouldn't be too long of a wait since I am number 2. But for some reason number 1 must have taken a while because it seems like I'm waiting a good 15-20 minutes. Maybe gaijin are always last? I dunno. I actually go soft after waiting for so long despite being pretty darn excited during the dance portion. I lazily sit on the little stool and watch the JAV still playing in the dance area. I slow down my hand work since I don’t have any lube. Darn, I am completely soft...
Then, a little knock on the door! I stand up as she opens the door, reaches in and pushes the little stool into the hallway and then closes the door behind her. At last, the main event, I have this beautiful women all to myself. I say hello genki etc in japanese and does usual jouzu des ne routine she starts asking where I'm from etc. I honestly forget if it was all japanese or a mix of english and japanese as while we were chit chatting she is taking off my shirt and pulling down my boxers and rubbing lube on my balls and dick and I am plumping up quite rapidly down there. She jerks me underhanded which beside being practical for two people standing facing each other, actually feels very very good. Often if I'm in bed with a girl they jerk me over handed which only leaves the thumb on the bottom side of the penis. Take note ladies that the bottom of the penis is where the good stuff happens.
Yuria is quite pretty and attractive, although most likely not in her 20s anymore. Her apparent age being close to my actual age made things more exciting for me. Like she knew what she was doing, which she did. She placed my hands on her boobs and ass and she felt so wonderful. I leaned my head on her shoulder while feeling her body up. She kept asking me about my vacation and her technique was so wonderful that I actually felt my pleasure rising while telling her about feeding rice crackers to the deer in Nara… and I knew that there was no way I wasn’t going to bust. She may have sensed this because she stopped speaking and maintained the steely silence of a professional nut extractor. The pleasure was rising slowly but surely so I started moaning her name and then suddenly I bust all over her hand and wrist and she wipes both of us up smiling. Asks a few more questions about my vacation while she cleans. Then quickly but politely out the door turning around smiling and waving and says bye bye in English and closes the door.
Once again I am alone in the near dark, in a small closet, this time blissfully drained. I do some extra self cleaning with the tissues and wet wipe I notice she left me. I get dressed, make my way back to the waiting room, grab my bag, turn the plastic number things back to the counter guy and give him in retrospect a slightly creepy Arigatou gozaimasu! while looking him in the eyes, he averts his gaze and says jya jya or something like that. I go back down the elevator back into the streets amongst all the hurrying crowds of people, grateful for the important work being done every day by the hard working gals of New Hot Point.
Final Thoughts:
Recommended, Will Repeat.
Closing Comments:
There are signs in the closet saying in English that service time is 5 minutes. I thought there was no way I would bust, but at least I would have the experience.
Yuria took me from completely soft, to rock hard, to eruption in I'm guessing under 4 minutes.
