Geylang, Our Hollywood

[daring70]

maybe we should have our geylang walk of fame and dedicate stars and palm prints on the sidewalk for the legendary ones ....

[LovePotion]

Hey this post is really good, how come you've stopped? I really like it. Please continue!

[DarthRevan]

no more updates?

[euks]

Am I in love?
I studied my Tirak as she pounce around the room doing her nightly cleaning up routine. A trace of white cum leak down her thighs while she bend over to change the bedsheet, in which accordingly to her, she specifically bought this bed sheet just for my usage whenever I stayed overnight.
She was smiling to herself while she studied the pattern on the bed sheet. More white cum leak out from her pussy and she carelessly use her index finger to wipe up the leakage and dip the cum covered finger into her mouth.
Her eyes rolled upwards as she lick her lips, as if she is trying to define the taste.
She didn't look back at me. Nor give me a pretentious cfm look where other sluts most probably would had done. She simply tasted it and then dive into deep thoughts.
She took out her notebook and started jolting down notes. The number of session she clocked today, and amount of tips she got etc etc.
Then, she took out a book I am all too familiar with. I bought that book for her, in which she uses it as a journal.
I studied the features on her face, the dimples that I fell in love with, the delicate neck and shoulder line connecting her collarbone. Her firm B cup breast with nice small nipples jigs around each time she tuck her hair to the back of her ears as she dive into her own secluded world to write her journal.
She is indeed beautiful with a very proportionate figure. Features that made me became her regular in the first place and visited her almost daily because as a season chiongster, I know when I spot a super rare gem and the tactic to secure a super rare gem is not to shower them with gifts but strike hard and fast to fill the emotional and mental gap in them before others did to secure the most exclusive services.
So how can we be in love. This can only be purely transaction. No hassle gf sex is what we Chiongster want.
And then my tirak did something. While writing, she remove her necklace and put it in random box filled with other miscellaneous stuff of paper clips, sweets and cheap jewelleries.
She then took out the jewelery box I gave her and unlock it. Inside contains the necklace and all other little things including random small handwritten notes I gave her, neatly arranged.
She put on the necklace I gave her and went back to writing her journal.

I want the whole process and melted and an image of an ex malaysian cat 150 name ping ping flashed my mind

[euks]

ah sorry. I sort of lost motivation penning down my memories for a while.
Its hard to recall the bits of pieces of events and then try to piece them into a storyline without deviating from the accuracy of my observation of geylang woman.

[euks]

Correction

Originally Posted by euks

I WATCHED the whole process and melted and an image of an ex malaysian cat 150 name ping ping flashed my mind

[euks]

double entry

[owl888]

TS, good job. Although story not complete but well written.

[euks]

A pro will never truely love you while still in the trade and probably can never will
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(Translated from mandarin)

Ping Ping : " I am ... your woman... my body belongs to you.. fuck me hard.. I want you to feel good... I want my body to be filled with your hot essence...I am yours... fuck me hard... I am yours... my body is yours... "

I felt her pussy contracted.. but it isn't the irregular spasms of pussy muscle but rather a learned controlled pussy contraction that Ping Ping do to give more pleasure for her client.

Me: *Groan*

Ping Ping: Yes! I like to hear that. Tell me you belong to me, just tell me... let me hear it.

(Silence)

Please, I just want to hear it... tell me you are my man.. and you belong to me. Please...

Me: I am yours.. I am your man.. I love you.....

Upon hearing, Pingping dig her nails into my ass and pull my neck towards her and gave me a very animal kiss where I felt the clashing of our teeth, and biting on my lips. It hurts, but it also made my sperm burst out of my balls and splat into the walls of ping ping raw vaginal.

PingPing: Yes.. Shoot inside me... make me yours...urghhh.....

I felt more intense contraction of her pussy wall causing a milking effect on my dick. The spasm of my dick seems to have prolonged by another few seconds although it didn't feel like I had anymore cum to shoot.
I however wondered did she really had an orgasm or was that her pussy contraction skill.

PingPing: How was it? Did you like it?

Me: Yeah.. it was very intense

PingPing: Good. Don't think too much into what was being said. Just enjoy that moment. Don't worry.

Me: ah.... soo.. you said those to made me feel good?

Pingping: Partly. But also to make myself feel good.

Me: Oh?

PingPing smiled and nod her head and explained that while I am her client, she also do have emotional and sexual needs and being in this trade also means having their emotional and sexual needs frequently tickled, unfulfilled, disillusioned and broken
Most new pros at geylang will have a few cycle of disillusioned relationship when they misunderstood the emotions and intimacy they felt from great sex from a particular REGULAR client is basis to start a relationship with them.

I left the room that day feeling slightly confused and wondered alot about the life of PingPing and other working Pros.

I started paying more attention In woes of a Tirak and other threads of people that are in a relationship with a Geylang working girl.
Back then, Sammyboy was alot less commercialize and most Chiongster only just began to share their geylang drama in the forum. We samsters were alot less informed and naive compared to samsters today.

I continue to patronize PingPing for many more years till she retired and we became sort of friends along the way. She is either a very transparent straightforward person, or somewhere along the way, we develop a very frank and open friendship.
She was indeed a teacher to me in many ways, much like the nicknamed samster gave her from tommy's place


--------------------- to be continued

[HoSehLiaoLo]

Well written story keep up the good work

[euks]

A pro will never truely love you while still in the trade and probably can never will
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Where disneyland or teens magazine taught us that love is unconditional and eternal, PingPing show me that love is simply an disillusioned state of heighten sense of well being and is another form of transaction between human.

For PingPing, the need for "love" is no different from the need for food or water where we use currency to acquire it.
The difference is there is no factory that can manufacture love for purchase like food or water. Supplier of love are from common people like us and it doesn't come in definate quality, quantity, consistency nor shape and size. It is ever changing, and therefore the transaction is ever changing as well.

Ping Ping "Today I feel like having good japanese food, and I just got my salary and is having a off day. So I am willing to spend 90mins on traveling and 120 dollars on the food. Tomorrow I am busy, in a bad mood, but still rich. I am thus only willing to spend 5mins on travelling, 120dollars on food, but due to time constraint, I went to a nearby restaurant and end up spending 200 dollars on food which I didn't enjoy either due to my bad mood or the food is simply lousy." She stared at me and observed my reaction.

Me: ahh... (In deep thoughts) (Silence....) So.. in a way.. it is no different from feeling hungry?

PingPing: *smile* When you are feeling empty or lonely, you seek love and companionship just like when you seek food when you are hungry.
I like you, I really do and sometimes I feel "love" when we are intimate. Sometimes I wish we get to see each other more when I feel lonely or I have a bad day. But my views about love is very different from you. I am in the flesh trade, where I open up my body and become totally vulnerable in exchange for money. A woman emotional defence, spiritual, sense of ownership and belonging is at its most vulnerable state when we dun have our clothes to protect us. When we are being penetrated, we need to block our emotions or we end up losing ourselves from one man to another. It is a very scary and dark world when we do not know who belongs to me and who do I belong to. It is the same as not knowing where and how to get food and water for the next 3 days."

(She Paused)

Ping ping stare at me with eyes that seems to be trying to look into my soul.

PingPing "So when I tell you I love you, and wish you are mine, I do mean it but in my own terms which is very different from yours. I wish you belong to me sometimes, I let you do me raw and cum inside me because it makes me feel I belong to you. But that is also for my own sense of belonging. That I belong to someone but only for that moment, because I am in the flesh trade. You understand?

Me: I understand....

We made love that day, lost in time for hours in which she refuse to calculate how much I needed to give her OKT but assure me she will settle it.

I continue to visit her frequently for many years whenever I needed quality sex and pay for it. From time to time, she will sms me and we will meet at a nearby hotel and have sex the way she want it. Occasionally, we have a date for a meal or movie either as friend or lover depending on her mood that day.
We went to a concert once as a couple in which she either bought or got the tickets from someone. I visited her hometown once in which I pose as her singaporean boyfriend to wrap up her stories she tell back home.
And then she gave me a wallet one day, and retire and disappear from our Geylang Hollywood.
Nothing was said but everything is communicated from that wallet......an item that hold currency but also personal and of sentimental value.

Ping Ping... the teacher....

[euks]

do you guys find the story very hard to follow and not well connected? and criticism?

[ZenneZ]

Find it hard to believe but still enjoy reading it

[LovePotion]

my favourite post on sammyboy is this one. i love your writing. please continue to write. i like the disfragmentation, it feels like a wong kar wai film. you are a good writer you know, ts?

[euks]

Thanks,
I didn;t know as I am only O'level that almost flunk my english.
I have alot of problems with spelling and grammer and expressing what I want to say into proper easy to read sentence structure.
So I thought the audience are finding it a pain to read my stories

Originally Posted by LovePotion

my favourite post on sammyboy is this one. i love your writing. please continue to write. i like the disfragmentation, it feels like a wong kar wai film. you are a good writer you know, ts?