To a sex-themed, "gentlemen only" 찜질방 (jimjilbang a.k.a. a Korean spa) full of Korean business men and being served up like the glistening "white meat" at a Chinese buffet..
One of the best fucking decisions I ever did make.
I was teaching English in Seoul and one night my Kyopo (Korean-American) roommate was updating me on the newest neighborhood gossip.
Apparently a 찜질방 nearby had been renovated into a sleazy "sex-therapy spa" for men to relax in herbal scented baths then get sucked and fucked with the additional option of gang banging sexy foreign women. They were especially interested in white foreign women, like me.
I had recently suffered through a miserable breakup because my narcissistic boyfriend [at the time] had been sneaking off to have sex with some hipster bartender. I discovered this after the imbecile used my laptop then neglected to sign out of his email account. I was still pretty bitter and had zero interest in dating again.
However, I was beginning to get that familiar ache and tingle down below, causing my sex to swell. And I was having wet dreams of getting fucked by golden brown-skinned lovers, nearly every night.
Even the vibration of a city bus seats sent me into a lustful trance as I wet my panties. I needed to be fucked. Bad. My roommate knew this and kept at me.. "OhmyGod, Cerise.. You should go check out that jimjilbang. You need to get laid. You'll forget about your asshole boyfriend and every white boy you've ever been with." And so on..
So, my curiosity and nagging pussy got the best of me. I suspected an American girl with green eyes and honey-colored hair might be appreciated at this 찜질방 and so I had my roommate go check it out. She said it seemed upscale and that I just needed to visit a gynecologist and show the owner a clean bill of health. -Check.
And off I went down into this corroded alley lit up with neon bar signs, reeking of Soju, rotten kimchi and cigarette butts.
I paused.. What the Hell am I doing. I've never even had a threesome and now I'm off to be gang banged. My mind raced and I became anxious. This can't be the right place. And disgusted by the smells and the fear of finding a den of creepy, horny old trolls.. I nearly turned back. Fortunately, the nagging little peach between my legs urged me on..
Then I found the blue metal door and headed straight in. There was a well dressed man in his late sixties who knew exactly why I was there.
He smiles and says, "Annyeong haseyo. Fahdoh me" and I followed him into a polished locker room that smelled of good cologne and chlorine. I started to relax a bit.
Then he says in a gravelly voice, "Hmph.. Ok. Ret me see titty."
I hesitate but oblige.. "I'm between B and a C, I guess."
He nods matter-of-factly then he points to my crotch. "You shabing you pussy, yeh?"
"Yeh. I shave. No hair." and I expose my bare mound to his cigarette-yellowed eyes, he nods and I give him my medical check papers. "Joaaah-yo.. Fahdoh me."
Next, I'm being bathed, scrubbed and fragranced all over with Jasmine by two scantily dressed women. Even my pussy was massaged with coconut oil and I was embarrassed when my clit responded by swelling from her delicate touch.
Finally, I'm brought to an amber-lit room and instructed to crawl on my hands and knees down this long, leather-padded table.
I'm crawling nervously along until I see the men arriving, fresh and steaming from their herbal baths and - GOD DAMN - these men aren't trolls at all. No. They are lean and fit, satin-skinned, bronzed Gods of Fuck. I was stunned by their beauty.
Their dark, narrow eyes lock onto me, all of me, taking in my pale white skin with anticipation. I sat up onto my knees and spread my legs to expose my light pink pussy and my green eyes were instantly filled with the lovely image.. of towels falling to the floor and their mocha brown cocks stiffening, rising up as if sniffing for my cunt.. This was a hungry pack of heated males preparing to mate. Wanting to Fuck.