From Bar-Hop to Bedroom Buzz, a Playful Night in Phnom Penh

The bars in Riverside, Phnom Penh, were bustling at night. Girls sat outside on plastic stools, while the shops were mostly empty inside. You could pick anyone you liked right at the entrance. Each place had at least eight girls, and with a bar every few steps, there were countless girls to choose from! Some girls were more to my taste than others, and I could afford to be picky with so many options. Most were polite, letting you hold their hand or chat closely. Some were happy to share a kiss after a couple of drinks, especially if they liked you. There wasn’t much pole dancing or erotic stage performances like in Thailand’s go-go bars, but the vibe in Phnom Penh was friendly and fun.

It was 8:00 PM, and I started my night at the first stop, a lively bar with a bright, inviting entrance. I saw a few cute girls as I walked past, went inside, and saw another sweet girl in a red shirt, looking pure and friendly. So I asked for her. Turned out she was not a bar girl but a waitress, only 17 years old! 😮 I bought her a couple of lady drinks, chatted with her a bit, and we danced to the music. An hour passed, it was fun, but I felt like I probably should move on to the next bar. After all, my goal is to not go back to the hotel alone.

17-year-old waitress was shy and I swear I didn't do anything weird

9:00 PM, I moved to the second stop. There, I met another girl with a tattoo on her arm. She said it was her birth year. It said 2008! 17 years old again! Compared to the red-shirt girl, this one seemed more experienced. At times I felt like her real age should be older. This girl spoke better Chinese than English, which was fine, we talked and we laughed. She added me on Telegram, and I found that she had an entire album of porn GIFs saved, which I didn’t know how to feel about. She was a real bad girl and kept teasing me, suggesting that we could go back to the hotel together. Well, I didn’t know how to feel about that one either. It’s a big street with many bar girls, I felt like moving on was the better idea.

This 17-year-old was a lot more trouble, and again, I didn't do anything even when she offered 

At the next place, I met a girl who was 20. Finally! We played board games and pool. After buying her four lady drinks, I asked if she could leave with me, but she said she was on her period. 😅 The manager, a kind lady, offered to introduce me to other girls, immediately she got 5, 6 girls all lining up in front of me, telling me they’re all up for a night in my hotel room, but none caught my eye. The night was still young, so I decided to try another bar.

They all say they're on period when they don't feel like going to your hotel

The fourth stop, I met this girl who couldn’t speak Chinese, but could sing Chinese songs! After three lady drinks, I asked if she could leave with me. She said I’d need to buy one more drink first. So I did, and she quoted 100 USD. I tried to bargain down to 70 USD, she said no. 80? Also no. At first I thought, one lady drink costs 5 USD anyway, unless I can bargain for a price lower than 80 at the next bar, I might as well just pay 100 here. But then I remembered my research, girls usually are more willing to lower their prices after 11:00 PM to avoid going home empty-handed. And I did bring a girl back for 70 USD just 2 nights ago, so I decided to hold firm and not pay $100. Off to the next place!

And they all quote 100 if they don't particularly like you, based on what I hear

By midnight, I wandered back to the first bar where I met the 17-year-old waitress. She was still there, but I chose another girl, who was 18 years old. We used a translator app to chat since her English wasn’t great, but she was fun and pretty. I was just teasing her by attempting to remove her bra and grab her boobs, and she would playfully act as if she was going to smack my balls. After three lady drinks and lots of touching each other, she said she’s on her period and couldn’t leave with me, so I moved on. 😑

At another bar, I sat down and ordered a drink. They asked if I wanted company, and I said yes, but then they said it will cost me $30 just for a girl to sit with me! That felt too pricey, so I paid my bill and left.

It was 1:00 AM when I reached my final stop. I’d learned my lesson by now, so before picking a girl, I asked right away which girls were willing to join me at the hotel later on. I should have done this from the start, but it’s okay. When it's still early, it’s fun to just chat and hang out with the girls, and I enjoyed the ambiguity of whether I can take the girl back. But anyway, this bar had a lively vibe, with an obviously gay manager who was very friendly, maybe too friendly. 😅 I picked a girl who had nice curves and a charming smile, and we sat down together. Guess whose hands were all over my body at that point, the gay manager’s. In fact, his hands were all over me since I walked into the bar. Finally the gay manager left us alone, and we played board games and talked through a translator. After three lady drinks, I asked how much to take her with me. She said $100, and I tried to bargain down to $70, $80, or $90, but she wouldn’t budge at all. I asked if $100 could be for LT instead of ST, she said no again. It was 2:00 AM already, I really couldn’t be bothered bar-hopping any more, so I agreed to $100 for ST. And I thought, she’s gonna get it good back at the hotel for this!

Finally, someone to bring back to my hotel

Back at the hotel room, she went to shower first, then it was my turn. After I finished showering and came out, all the lights were off. I couldn’t see a damn thing. I turned the lights back on, and she started screaming, acting all shy and pretending to cry. The room’s lights were already off, only the hallway light was on, and she was still screaming, telling me to turn it off too. I ignored her and went for it anyway, but she was super uncooperative, insisting I turn off the light. In the end, I turned off all the lights and just used my phone’s flashlight placed by the bed. No matter how I angled the phone, it was a constant tug-of-war with her. I was losing patience, so I just pinned her down and went straight for between her legs with my hand. But she still wasn’t cooperating, clamping her legs shut so I couldn’t touch her, grabbing my hand, more back-and-forth tug-of-war. I kissed her a bit, touched her down there, tried to slip a finger in, but she immediately blocked it. Then she told me to lie down instead. I thought she was going to pleasure me with her mouth, but she just sat on top of me, playing with my junk. At that point, I was only half-erect. After all that time in the room, I still wasn’t fully hard. For a moment, I was slightly irritated and thought about kicking her out and not paying her a dime for all that messing around and time-wasting. But from what I saw, her attitude wasn’t bad, she was laughing, screaming playfully, looking like she was actually having fun. I calmed down a bit, decided to just go with her flow and try to enjoy it.

Still, I was out of patience. I flipped her over and got back on top of her, my hands going for between her legs again. She kept grabbing my hand, so I could only touch her a little. But the more I pushed forward, the less she resisted. At first, she dodged my kisses, but after some touching, she started to go along with it, even sticking out her tongue inside my mouth. Finally, I was feeling it, got hard, and went to town. I thought I had to punish her for wasting my time. No way I was letting her go home that quickly. While going at it, I kept thinking about other stuff to distract myself, looking at random things in the room. Then I blew in her ears and licked her armpits. She reacted big time. Whenever I saw an opening, I went for her ears and armpits. Hearing her sudden scream in the action was kind of thrilling, but her scream was so loud I was worried that the people next door might come over and beat me up. We switched positions a few times, and then she probably wanted me to finish quicker, so she offered to ride me. But her riding didn’t do much for me. I let her do it for a bit, then switched back to being on top. I held back a few times, then finally went hard and finished while deeply kissing her. As I finished, I didn’t pull out and stared straight into her eyes, she stared back, and we both burst out laughing.

Didn't go the way I expected, but it was a fun and playful night

Afterward, I tried to take a picture of her, and she started screaming and pretending to cry again. It was already 3 a.m., and I was really worried someone might come knocking. She was acting all shy and whatever, but in the end, she still let me take the pic. Certainly not the best sex I’ve had, but still a fun night to remember.

Can you spot what she's holding in her hand?