I was always against idea of payment to prostitute for delivery of sexual services.
But when somebody else is paying, and you’re in some exotic place, and she is not speaking English or Russian…OK, my story starts here.
I was in China on business trip. We were visiting some factories, I will hide their industry field, story.
It is very intriguing in China. You coming to city, black Mercedes (it is always “L” version, they like it longer!) or Audi, or Buick (very popular!) picking you up. Sometimes it is family couple of factory owners. Sometimes not. They will take you to hotel and corridor guy will throw business card of local sluthouse under your door in minute. You have Amsterdam painting on the wall. Sometimes book about USA in Chinese. Guy in bar downstairs may shout in Russian “Davay vypiem!” (Let’s Drink!). He was student in Moscow few years ago. And you find yourself eating strange food. Then you see Chinese rich girls puking in restroom. This is China. And everybody is welcomed to this mad festivity of eating eggs boiled in virgin boy urine. I love inevitable and unavoidable Confucian stance. They like to make your life pleasant for no apparent reason. They are Chinese, they are ancient and hard to understand for us Russians, relatively younger and dumber.
OK, getting closer to subject. We were speaking to owner of factory. He looked like typical grandson of communist functionary. Not skinny, confident, owner of E-Klasse (of course it is long version!). He offered poo-erh and his tea-station had motorized mini-pump. In the end of business conversation it was time for gifts. And this guy received Armani tie, because we loved him a lot.
It made him agitated. In the matter of minutes he planted us in comfortable chairs of his fave restaurant. His mistress was smiling at us and adding tea to our cups. And vodka to other cups. We ate some roasted donkey and crunchy pigtails. Music was loud. Everybody was friendly. And then factory boss offered us “massage.” As my friend explained it to me, it was about prostitutes.
It was unkind to answer “no.” Chinese are not into you refusing their hospitality, they may even cancel contract. They are ancient and wise, and they understand it is good to have some fishy stuff on you. So, finally we came to agreement. Factory owner, this functionary grandson, brought us to hotel with seriously ripped curtains. Girls came in, on high heels and in short black dresses. Prettiest one came to me, took my hand and escorted me to my room.
I offered her to leave apartment if she don’t want it. I tried to explain her that I’m OK with her not doing job. But Chinese prostitutes are free from any feminist bullshit. She took me to bathroom. We took shower together. She washed my whole body. It was quite pleasant, I need to specify.
Then she sucked my dick, had sex with me in three different positions, and jerked me off.
I used Chinese condom, which covered only head of my dick.
After all, she took the picture of my dick on smartphone, made a thumb-up gesture, and left apartment.
Next morning I woke up and felt a little bit sinful. Then hot Chinese sun dissolved my stupid bullshit minds.
They love to make you feel good. It is country of hospitality. If Chinese girl wants you to have sex with her, even with use of small Chinese condom, pay a little respect. Have sex, make her and all the people involved feel better. You are having sex not only with her, but with whole country. Be nice!
With love,
—BORIS THE SPYDER
(Russian who had sex with Chinese prostitute once)
