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Photo Diary of a Slut Junkie

Posted by dapurplespy on January 13, 2010

This beautiful girl, I wasn’t able to nail.

First, I met her at Climax [aka Spice Club, on Suk 11] in mid-december. But she went with the Philipinno singer of the band playing that night…

I moved on…

And then I saw her again last week. Wow! She was much more flirtatious now, and giving all the signs of wanting me for the night. Good!

Good until I was attacked by a furious barwhore I know. She was the *friend* of a 19 y/o Cow-Boy Hooker I impregnated 8 months ago.

[UPDATE : A Picture of my last night’s threesome]

Pregnant-girl is now resting peacefully in Issan. She’s literally my visa for Thailand, and I love very much spending time with her.

She’s the only slut so far I like to talk to, to eat with, and to do things like shopping or watching a DVD.
We plan to build soon a little house on her mother’s inherited, and very beautiful land. We will split the expenses.

I’m not giving her mother any money anymore. My babe revealed to me recently she had about 200k in her bank account — thanks to a British medical doctor who fell for her! They ended their relationship before I met her, working at Soi Cowboy again.

(I will post some extracts of their correspondence eventually; it’s fucking hilarious. I’ve posted some of it on BigBabyKenny.com under the moniker *Katechon* in September — but the only reactions it triggered was outrage from some sad clowns à-la-ronru asking me why I was pimping the mother of my child! Morons indeed.)

Now Pregnant Girl is generating her own cash-flow by lending money to a shark loaner hanging out in a rural casino. She made 20k in December. Not bad for a girl eating 10-bahts kapoon and 20-bahts noodles. She wants to live full-time in Isaan, and to have many more babies. Yet I plan to keep my room in Bangkok– which suits me quite well. I’m a bit superstitious and have been real lucky in my trading since I moved here. And it’s sunny, and surrounded by various food-stalls. Plus the balcony is really huge (for cooking, eventually), and there’s a bath in the bathroom (for the baby when he’ll come in Bangers). At TB 8k a month, with Internet and Cable-TV and a parking for my motorbike, it’s a good deal, for me at least.

We have a very good relationship, Pregnant Girl and I. Very symbiotic. I mean — I share with her everything I’m going through. Almost. I began to take pictures of the sluts I was banging in Bangkok since she’s back in her native village coze she wanted to see them.

She asks me only 2 things: 1) Don’t bring the same girl twice in your room; 2) don’t keep any slut’s phone number. I have to say, those rules were hard to keep with that chick I met at Bossy. This Miss Lao is amazing in a room. I suspected it when I saw her moving on the dance floor; and I was sure of it after 5 minutes of actually dancing with her.

I don’t barfine gogo-girls anymore. It’s much more easy to pick up a woman you’re gonna have real fun with in a disco.
You have time and space to smell her, taste her kisses, see how she moves, how you react to her singular body… For me, the most important question is : is she genuinely horny? Or not? Believe me, some of them freelancers are really craving for good sex. You can smell it, and feel it, when you dance with one (And there’s no barfine in a disco: it’s much better in my view to use that 600 TB to buy a bottle of whisky with 2 pals, or 2 girls!).

Miss Lao never stays in my room after sex. We hooked up for about 7 sessions, whose lengths varied from 4 hours to 30 minutes! As good as she was, I had a promise to keep, and I was craving for novelty. I eventually stopped answering her calls, and erased her phone number.

I’ve then hooked up at Climax with a very young-looking, leggy and skinny Thai girl. Decent shag, but a bit boring after 2 or 3 sessions. Furthermore, she had the habit of staying too long in the morning, and I really couldn’t stand her talking. Also, I began to crave a bigger ass and some actual tits!

I tried to find a face I liked at the The Beer Garden, but nothing catched my fancy. It was too early to try my luck at Gulliver’s, so I went to California Wow gym at Asok, ran 50 minutes on a thread-mill, relaxed in the Wet Sauna, and rode aimlessly on my mopped. I stopped at a small japanese restaurant near a Karaoke Joint for Japanese. During my after-meal cigarette walk, I spotted what appeared to be a *real* *traditional massage* parlour. 350 TB for an 60 minutes oil massage? Ok krap!

The woman was good. She was pressuring my muscles hard, and fingering gently my articulations. I felt like I was in good hands, and very sleepy. Then I woke up from my semi-coma when she was oiling and massaging my balls and dick. Oyaa! That feels good. There was no way I was gonna cum, coze I had wanked myself crazy looking at some Japanese porn in the after-noon, and that fortyish lady, while perfectly slim and clean-looking, was not exactly a sex-bomb. But she was persevering. And was now going quite vehemently. OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!
I stopped her after what felt like 20 minutes so she could massage my feet as well. 😆
My tail was now fully aroused, bloodied hard, and super thick. Ready to ramble.

I went to Gulliver’s. Couldn’t drink cause I was riding. Had a gay water-melon ice-shake.
I quickly became a bit desperate and finally hooked up with a chick sporting a very nice pair of boobs. But she was not horny. I knew it, and felt it. She was always crossing her arms on her chest. The body doesn’t lie. Probably hoping to delay the shag, she asked that we go first to the Bangkok Beat (on soi 11 I think).

I was bored there. The band was lamed. And I didn’t feel Arms-Crossed, this lil’ slut with those attractive boobs. But still, I was programmed to shag tonight. I went alone outside for a cig. And then something happened…

One fortyish tall Thai women kindof followed me outside. Accompanied by a younger, smaller female. Both had impressive racks. The tall one eyed me, stopped, sat down beside me, and asked me to light her cigarette.

— I love you, she said.

She had that glow on her face that only expensive treatments can buy, and tits that only a doctor can fix. And long legs; and her stomach appeared flat. But she was definitively over 40. Maybe even 45.

Her friend, younger, I’d say 34 — my age –, was standing beside me, running her fingers on my head.

— My friend likes you, 45 said.
— I love you both, did I reply.
— I want to have sex with a young man. I’ll pay. How old are you?
— 34
— Bullshit!
— Tsing Tsing…

She told me she owns a café near Asok, and a condo not too far.

Then Arms-Crossed appeared. Fuck!

— You’re girlfriend is very beautiful, said 45.
— She’s like my sister. Not girlfriend. I want YOU to be my girlfriend of the night…

My *sistah* went away with an angry smile. 45 then indicated me her condo’s location via the GoogleMap in my mobile. I tried to follow the taxi carrying both 45 and her younger friend; I lost them but eventually found 45’s place.

Man, I repetitively banged both of them for hours. One at a time.

When I narrated this later adventure the day-after to Pregnant Girl, she did NOT like it. Not at all. *Not funny now.*

Mmmmmmmm?

Later on, she sent me those 2 sms:

I try to be good girl for you. But i think not good for you to have me. Better you go see many girl every night to have fun.very love you.

Never have girl be happy went she know boyfinrd have sex with anater girl.you don know everyday i cry and very sad. I want to know do you miss me?

Translation : you’ve been in Bangkok since January the 5th; it’s time for you to come back to see me in Issan soon!

I’ll go by van saturday night. (BTW, Kenny, go love yourself: I’ve never pretended to travel only by motorbike; I’ve taken vans and buses several times to go to and come back from Isaan. Inane?)

Anyway, I was feeling like Superman that night and the day after.
I hit the gym, made some money on a market, and went to Bossy at 3 in the morning.
And was lucky enough to meet that Voluptuous Gal from Buriram:

That was monday night. When I went back to Bossy yesterday night, I saw Voluptuous with two female friends, one of whom was apparently celebrating her birthday. They were drinking a bottle of whisky, and offered me plenty.

The night Voluptuous Gal and I had spent together was really great. I might decribe it later on.
Yet when I met her — unexpectedly — yesterday I felt that something was wrong. Her eyes were running fast, shifty. Sure enough, two youngish guys arrived 10 minutes later. They knew the whole female trio. It appeared slowly to my mind that Voluptuous had some kind of rendez-vous with one of them (who said he’s working for an investment firm – owning the Dubliner, amongst other thing — based in Singapore). Anyway.

As soon as it became clear to me that she was busy, one of her friend came and said:

— You wanna come in my mouth?
And cum I did.

After Mouth-girl went her way this afternoon, I received this sms from BigBoobs:

hey purplespy, am sosory last night but i think u have many gril i let u know i never do sex with other guy same u i do with you oly u because i like you so much. hope u call me …!

I guess she’s craving for another 3 hours- long session of ruthless barebacking! But her friend really dried me up.

Time to hit the gym now, and have a testosterone-boosting time in the wet sauna!

********

Update (Saturday morning) : I’ve banged Voluptuous again, with another friend of hers, whose kisses tasted like mango. Really. Fucking addictive. It went on for hours, until I finally cummed into V’s mouth, while Mango Girl had her tongue down my throat.

They’re sleeping now.

SaaaawaaadeeeeeeeeKraaappp!

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107 Responses to “Photo Diary of a Slut Junkie”

  1. dave the rudeboy said

    Hey daffers why you switch of the thums up thums down?
    cos everbody knows you’re a filthy nonce and hates you?

    obviously evident i LMFAO

    You’ve been exposed goatboy

    • RealDaffyDuck said

      You’ll have to take it up with BigDummy, as he makes these determinations – plus, we simply have another form of ratings, now, it seems.

      What’s the matter, buddy – frustrated that he took your toy away?

    • BigDummyKenny said

      @Dave – Dave is it? OK, “Dave”. Well, I was checking out the different options on the voting system. Unfortunately what I didn’t realize is that when a switch is made from one to the other all the existing votes are erased.

      Have no fear! We’re sure that you and your buddies are up to the challenge and will not waste your free weekend, feverishly restoring all the lost votes.

      Have fun!

  2. RealDaffyDuck said

    I’m glad to see that, in keeping with standard Kenny MO, the Kenny posse is now cutting and pasting their past ‘pedo’ accusations and just inserting ‘Daffy Duck’ into the space previously reserved for Prufrock, SaphanLoy, Keith Summers, etc…

    Seems to be standard OP for Kenny’s club, that anytime they suffer rejection, the one rejecting them is tarred with the ‘pedo’ brush – clearly, a highly effective strategy (NOT!), and Kenny does not appear one bit concerned about his further violations of SB1411…

  3. Robert said

    @BDK – How many more times we’ll have to go through this crap?

    Doh!
    NOBODY can put in more one vote. You know it, I know and so do all the other 2-3 readers of this website. If there’s a way to put in more than one vote I’d love someone to reveal the secret how it’s done.

    [Robert, I’m not going through any crap. You are. It was explained it can be done. Should be easy to find. Go fetch boy. – BDK]

    • RealDaffyDuck said

      Tell me this, “Robert”, if there are only “2-3 readers of this website”, and if “NOBODY can put in more one vote”, maybe you could explain where and how the 38 votes (on average) came from, that your posts used to receive in the past?

      I mean, I’m trying to do the math here, based on the criteria that you state to firmly hold true… but somehow it doesn’t work out.

      So, either you’re lying, or you’re full of shit… not really much of an alternative beyond those two, is there?

  4. Robert said

    Doh!

    I meant to say 2-3 regular readers of this heavily censored website and the rest are just one hit wonder.
    I want to mention that the past average of 38 votes to each one of my comments were ALL positive?

    • SBDOTKU said

      As I did show before, it is possible to give yourself more than one vote.

      And don’t you have anything better to do than give yourself positive votes?

      You are a sad little person “Robert.” As I said before and I’ll say again, if you don’t like it, why are here? Go find some people that actually like you. It’s not hard, just have a pleasant and positive interaction – rather than the usual bilge and bile you spew here.

    • RealDaffyDuck said

      “Go find some people that actually like you.”

      I think right there is his problem 😉

    • RealDaffyDuck said

      “Robert” – it doesn’t matter if the thumbs were up or down – what matters is that there were 38 of them.

      How does that work out with “2-3 regular readers of this heavily censored website”? There’s already more that “2-3” regular readers commenting regularly, none of which would give you a positive rating, so, again, how do those numbers work out to provide 38 positive rating marks to you and your other fake names (sure made those fakes easy to spot, though, thanks to the 38 ratings).

      So, go ahead, explain the math, again… (smile)

  5. Graham said

    In Kennys latest post he says…”Hanrahan’s is one of the superior English Pub’s on the reservation”

    I thought Hanrahans was an Irish pub?

    arf..arf….

    • Bangers Bill said

      I’ve heard the place is Italian and the cook is the Thai owner’s German husband.

    • Graham said

      http://www.hanrahansbangkok.com/

      🙂

    • RealDaffyDuck said

      Hanrahan’s hasn’t been open for 10 years, has it?

    • Graham said

      The Big Mango Bar has not been open for 10 years either. According to Kennys post on the Mango being forsale* it has!

      *no, the Mango is not forsale!

    • Raider said

      “Hanrahan’s hasn’t been open for 10 years, has it?”

      Definitely not in its current location anyway.

      The ground it stands on now used to be half of the sprawling Bus Stop, which was an open air sports bar featuring (from memory) 9 big screen TVs. I used to often go there to eat Pad Thai and watch sports all hours of the day and night. In 2006 (again, from memory) the Bus Stop closed its front gate. After a few months of construction, the gates reopened and the left side of the property featured a new, transformed, 2-story Bus Stop, and the right side of the property had become Hanrahans.

      I guess they must’ve had a previous location dating back to the turn of the millennium.

  6. Hanrahan that’s a great classic British surname. Real men drink Vitamin G with their breakfast especially at a IRISH Pub like Hanrahan’s. In fat boys defense it is a great place to watch day crew at Hillary ply their trade.

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