I owe this forum a few posts - there's an HK massage post to come and a Macao Walter-went-on-a-binge story to come. The below is going to be lacking a few key details for everyone, but that's out of necessity and also I hope you all feel free to reach out via PM if you have any qs.

Is there some rule that says we put the city name in square brackets? Couldn't find that in the forum guides. Alas.

Okay, the show. So, we all seem to know it's damn near impossible to find a true ffm experience in HK. I don't know why that is. I don't understand the market dynamics of it at all. Is there really not some amount of money I can pay to find the small number of good looking women in HK/Macao that are bi? I'll pay. I suspect many of us will pay. How is there such an enormous market failure? Sigh. Okay, well, Toronto being a major Western city of sorts, it didn't disappoint.

Name: Can't Say & Can't Say
Language: French + English
Date: July 2017
Face: 3.5/5 & 4.5/5
Body: 3/5 & 4/5
Skill: 5/5 & 5/5
Service: 4.5/5 & 5/5
GFE: 4.5/5 & 5/5
PSE: 4/5 & 4/5
Ages: mid-20s on both counts
Damage: Around CAD$2k
Repeat: No

I was on my way to TO for some work and set up a trio date with two independent providers who, on their websites, appeared to be complete and total 10/10s. The sort of women they write movies for. While it didn't quite turn out that way, pretty much everything else I had hoped for did. They've asked that no reviews with their names included list out acts or details of visits, so instead of boring you by saying I saw so-and-so and it was nice and I Can't tell you if she blew me, I thought the other way around made more sense.

Because I couldn't do any screening with references in TO, we instead agreed to meet at a nearby bar downtown for 20 mins or so prior to heading upstairs for 2.5hrs. I was so excited. And so curious. The reviews on one girl's website included a guy going on about how he showed up at the bar to meet her with every guy in the room watching her perfect ass. Pics on the website suggested that made perfect sense.

Sigh. I get in and see one pretty cute girl at a table with what might have been a smoking hot body some 15 pounds ago. Skipping ahead slightly, she had spectacular breasts, gorgeous blonde hair, silky smooth skin, and a legitimate gut. Take out the tummy and she had a Scarlett Johansson thing going on. Add in the gut, she did not. C'est la vie.

A second girl walks up to the table - okay, things are looking up. She's got raven hair, very cute looking, nice bust, a little thick but not in the gut-fat sort of way, and a spankable ass. Thirty minutes later I found out her boobs were a lot less full than anticipated, and that took her from a 4.5/5 to a 4/5.

But what's a man to do? Not fuck two girls? It's a Tuesday. I have nothing better to do. And I've already paid.

Drinks are fine, nice chatter, yadda yadda yadda. We get to blondie's room and pop the champagne I bought, quickly downing a glass each. Blondie reaches out for Raven and turns to me, "So...I think it's time for us to seduce you." Let the games begin.

They make out for a bit and strip each other, slowly, sensuously, enjoying it. One goes behind my back and starts licking my neck, the other in front of me sticks her tongue down my throat. We alternate making out for a while before blondie decides she's bored and tells me, "I think your dick really needs to be sucked". Down they go. Finally, the porno moment. So many years I have waited for this. The next 5+ minutes are two perfectly cute (if not as hot as the website, sigh) girls licking my shaft up and down, their tongues on top of each other, stopping occasionally to make out with the head of my dick in between them. They obviously knew what I wanted. They were pros. They moaned and fingered each other and made sure their tongues were as much on each other as me. Toronto was going to be a good trip.

I can't really remember the exact blow-by-blow of round one, but suffice it to say that I finished up with my hand on the back of Raven's head as I took her doggie, pushing her face into blondie's overflowingly wet pussy. I didn't even initiate that. While in doggie, Raven pulled blondie over to her and started going to town, before taking my hand off her shoulder and placing it on her head. Raven was...exuberant. She fucked like a woman gone wild. She talked a bit like a woman gone wild, too. She was bubbly and cute and fun and energetic and excited and just a plain old good time. Like the best fuck buddy you ever had in college - the one you still can't quite remember why you ever stopped seeing her, but you're pretty sure it's because she had emotional issues, but seriously I mean come on who doesn't and man was she fun in bed.

We break. Champagne. Debate, argument, chatter, fun, some strawberries. We talked literature and other shit college girls like doing in between sex. Somehow we land on blondie asking what my favorite thing to see if and I said I Was just a boring old guy - I love watching you two go down on each other. "Well...so we should 69. Why don't we 69 and you can tell us what else you want us to do?"

Uh. Hm. Oh boy. No one's ever asked me that. What I really want is to fuck you while you 69 and to cum on both of your faces while you make out. "K."

So I did. The 69 sex actually didn't last super long because it wasn't totally comfortable for everyone, but after a round of CG/missionary/doggie with each of them (I think...? Hard to remember now), I pulled out of Raven and asked them both on their knees. They obliged. I was early, though, and jerking off wasn't quite getting me there. Raven pushed my hand away and inserted the head of my deck into her throat before her spidey senses told her it was my time. She pulled off, I pushed out, and the rest was history.

Great, great day. Great day. Not the perfect day. Not the best day I'll ever have, hopefully. But a great, great day. If they had been as hot as their website pics, it might well have been my last punt - it might well have simply been peak Walter with everything else that followed being a disappointment. Attitude-wise, conversation-wise, experience-wise...there was very little more I could have asked for. Throw in some greek and a toy or two and you've pretty much run the gauntlet on Walter's dreams. This was close enough to make for a lifelong memory.

They may come to HK, by the way.

Great day.