I fucked a Thai author

I had sex with an author in Thailand. She isn’t world famous or anything. Though she does write for a living. A lot of her work ends up getting published too. I don’t think banging an author is up there with screwing my nurse or taxi driver. But it still ought to count for something.

Now this chick wasn’t beautiful by any means. I would say she was about average looking. In the states she would stand out for being 60 pounds under the average weight. But in Thailand she might even be described as carrying a little extra meat.

It’s not that she was fat. She just had some love handles. Nothing that couldn’t be taken care of with a little bit of exercise. But this woman wasn’t going anywhere near a gym. She drives from place to place in her car. Then she sits on her ass and alternates between reading books and writing them.

I met her on Badoo

My favorite online dating app for Thailand is definitely Thai Friendly. But other stuff works too. Tinder may have become less effective in cities like Bangkok. You can still find plenty of women on it. Especially if you have a gold account like me.

I don’t limit myself to these two apps. I use stuff like Bumble too. In this case I was using a thing called Badoo. It was somewhat popular years ago. As this incident shows, it can still work today.

I have a profile on Badoo. I usually log in and check it at least once a day. For me the search for pussy is almost as important as the need to eat and drink. So I put my time in.

How I did it

I usually browse around and send messages to the chicks who appeal to me. Sometimes I send them out to average or even ugly chicks too. Cast a wide net when you want to catch more fish.

The author had a profile with a smiling picture. She was wearing a polka dotted dress. Her profile said some interesting things. It was also well thought out and written in perfect English. That stands out in Thailand where few people speak any English at all. Most Thai dating profiles say something like “I want real love. No sex talk.” When you get a few complete sentences you know you are on to something special.

I sent her a message. I said she looked nice and her profile was interesting. Then I said I would like to get to know her. By the next day she had written back. Again, the English was flawless. I asked her to meet for coffee. She agreed. So far, so easy.

In person

She showed up looking pretty plain. No makeup and with a small bit of acne. She was wearing a basic shirt and loose fitting jeans. She didn’t look bad. Just totally normal.

I waved and we introduced ourselves. She was fluent in English and didn’t even have a discernible accent. I was surprised when she told me she didn’t study abroad. She just just really liked English. She told me she viewed it as a window to the outside world. A lot of things are censored in Thailand. But English content often flows in freely. Maybe the censors don’t speak English or figure that the general population won’t understand it anyway.

Whatever the case, we had some good conversation. She had a big purse and inside was a heavily used book. It was a collection of Hemingway works. I’ve written all of his published works, so this was right up my alley. I brought up the book and that’s when I learned she was a writer. We got along swimmingly.

After coffee

After we had coffee we talked about going somewhere else. Although she was well into her twenties, she told me that she had to be home before a certain time. These were her parents unofficial rules. As is common in many third world locations, she still lived with mom and dad. Finally we decided that she would just drive me back to my room so we could talk on the way. Then we would meet again later.

She drove me in her old Toyota car. She was a slow driver. Again, rare for Thailand. When we arrived at my condo she seemed interested. I took a chance and invited her inside. She agreed, but said she couldn’t stay long. So she parked the car and we headed to my room.

Inside she sat on the couch and I offered her a drink. Again, she repeated that she couldn’t stay long. I took this as a hint. So I came over, sat next to her, and put my arm on her leg. She came closer. Next I leaned in and started tongue kissing her. The woman’s mouth tasted like stale coffee, but it was still pretty hot. Especially when I slipped my hand up her shirt to find some very perky and firm tits. No bra stood in my way either.

From there we made out and worked our way over to the bed. She peeled off her well worn granny panties and then went down to start blowing me. Based on our earlier interactions I didn’t expect her to give head. I really didn’t expect it to be good. To my surprised she sucked a good dick. She even deep throated my shaft a few times!

Fucked and ducked

As she sucked I pulled out a condom from the night stand. I opened the package and she stopped slurping long enough for me to put it on. Then she climbed on top. She looked elated when she slid down on my rod. I wasn’t necessarily so excited. It was good enough. Just nothing special.

Her hole wasn’t very tight. Her tits were indeed nice. But she had a roll around her stomach. Her ass was big but flabby. So just your average sex partner in the age of McDonald’s. We fucked in a few positions and I ended up catching my nut while plowing her from behind.

She had a big smile like her Badoo profile picture after the sex. Then she looked at her phone and yelled “shit, I have to go!” This is comical to me since she is a grown woman who just fucked. But whatever. I walked her back down to the car. We even chatted back and forth a bit on the phone in the following days. But I never made time to meet up again and she eventually stopped sending me messages.

Months later I was reading some website with Thailand news. A long term expat wrote an article about the new crop of impressive people coming from Thailand. One of the people on his list was a female writer. I looked at the name and then the picture. It was the girl I had recently banged. I smirked and moved on to the next article.