The Ultimate Girlfriend Experience in Phnom Penh

Another Phnom Penh Riverside beer bar story. You might be wondering just how many times this guy went to Riverside. I can tell you, every night except that one night when I got completely knocked out by eating an entire happy pizza. The beer bars were the exact reason I went to Phnom Penh, and I can tell you it was absolutely worth it. Like many historic red-light districts around the world, the authorities allow it to exist for now, but it might not be there forever. So, cherish it and visit Phnom Penh when you get a chance, because one day it might not exist anymore, and you’ll only be able to read about it here. Anyway, let’s get to the main story, perhaps the best night of my Phnom Penh stay.

In a small alley, there’s a cozy little bar called Shiny Bright Bar. Outside sat four women: three older ladies and a 22-year-old girl with blonde/orange-ish hair. She wasn’t super attractive, and I could already tell she didn’t have much of a figure. But somehow, she gave off an aura; she was charming and a little shy. So, I decided to buy her one drink and see where it went from there. Inside, there was a Caucasian man in his 50s clinging to an older lady, hogging the bar’s computer and playing a string of ‘70s and ‘80s English songs. They weren’t bad, to be honest, but they kind of killed the sexy, erotic vibe that beer bars there usually have.

I bought the girl a drink and tried talking to her. Her English was pretty basic, and she didn’t say much. But there wasn’t a single moment of awkward silence; we were casually touching each other’s hands and legs lightly, staring at each other, smiling, and drinking. As she was about to finish her first drink, I was debating in my mind whether to move to another bar. Then I remembered the night before, when I wandered until 2 a.m. and still found no girl. (Check out the bar-hopping story) There seemed to be a bit of chemistry with this girl, so I decided to buy her another drink and see how it played out.

With the second lady drink, she started leaning in for kisses. They weren’t erotic tongue kisses, just light, teasing ones on the lips. We barely talked at all; we just locked eyes, kissed again, took a sip, and repeated. It felt more romantic than erotic. That’s when I started to feel that the old dude’s music kind of hit the spot.

By the third drink, her kisses grew more passionate, still no tongue, but she was kissing harder, lightly sucking my lips, her hands caressing the back of my head and neck, her fingers brushing my face. It felt like a couple expressing their love for each other in a bar. When she finished her third drink and asked for another, I asked if I could take her with me. She said okay and asked how much I was willing to pay. I offered 70, and she agreed instantly.

Back at the hotel, I suggested we shower together. Not sure if she didn’t understand or what, but she just stood still, smiled, and we started kissing again. We kissed our way to the bed. I began kissing her earlobes and neck, pulling her top down to kiss her chest. Her eyes were closed, and she was trembling, clearly enjoying it. I pulled her top lower, kissing her waist and belly, and she was super responsive. Then I took off all her clothes, kissing and licking her thighs while touching her lady parts. My fingers hadn’t even gone inside yet, but her moans and body movements were already intense. When my finger slid in, she was soaking wet. Her G-spot was right where my middle finger was; I pressed against it firmly and worked her harder and harder, watching her climax twice before putting on a condom. That’s when I remembered neither of us had showered, but fuck it, ain't nobody got time for that now. I got into missionary position, leaned forward to kiss her, and she held me tightly, passionately kissing me back, this time with her tongue deep in my mouth. She held me so tightly and kissed me so intensely that I could barely catch my breath. I thought about switching positions at some point, but she seemed to be enjoying it so much that I just wanted to keep going that way. Plus, the view from the top was just too perfect. Then I started rubbing her clit while I kept going, and her moans got louder and louder, going from muffled to full-on shrieks. I wanted to hold out longer, but the scene was just too incredible to watch; I felt like it was already the perfect moment. I watched her climax one more time and finished with her together.

Afterward, we cuddled on the bed, kissing and touching for quite some time, like a real couple enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies after a fantastic night. This girl felt completely different from the other girls I met in Riverside. It felt like we both genuinely connected physically.

And it also confirms this theory that came up in my research on Riverside: if the girls charge you 100 USD for ST and won’t negotiate, it just means that they don't really like you that much.