I was in Hong Kong in January 2011; here’s my report from then. Better late than never! Sex is abundant, out in the open, and available in many ways. There are the usual bars and clubs that are full of women, escort agencies, brothels and the so-called “one-for-one” (141) gals that operate out of mini-apartments with many clustered in the same buildings. The predominant website for them is sex141 dot com; quite an eye-opening experience. (BTW, prices are in Hong Kong dollars, about 8 per USD, so a babe advertising 400 HK$ is asking for about 50 US$.)

They all list phone numbers in addition to their exact address, and because the buildings can be hard to find, the web site provides photos of the locale. Anyway, the practice is not to call, but just go to a building with multiple women. They have signs on their door, saying either available or come back later. You knock on an available door, and if you like what you see, you’re in. If not, try another door.

My hotel was in a district called Wan Chai, which happens to be the focus of the bars of interest. (I always seem to pick hotels near the action). Many well-known hangouts are within several short blocks. I arrived Friday night, and after a short rest, headed over to Neptune II, one of the best known. The place was hopping, many guys (a lot seemed to be observers but not hobbyists), but also many gals. Definitely shooting fish in the barrel. How do you choose in such a situation? Certainly doesn’t help that it’s dark and noisy. Anyway, after some window-shopping, I was attracted to a petite (shit, they’re all petite) gal with a nice slim figure and a very pretty face. She was Vietnamese, and turned out to be a great performer. She said it was her first day here, and I was her first customer. They come here on a two-week visa, then have to leave and come back.

I spent Saturday on a walking tour of several districts, one which included several buildings on the 141 website. I knocked on a few doors before I saw one I liked, and did the deed. By no means GFE, but a good suck and fuck for the money. Late Saturday night checked out another club called Escape near my hotel. It wasn’t as jammed as Neptune II, but still plenty of talent was there. I sat down with a beer and surveyed the crop. There must be a lot of Viets in town because before long, another Viet cutie came over. Again, do I go with the bird in hand or beat the bush? She seemed very affectionate, so back to my room we went. Again a good choice, very GFE and a great kisser. She said she was free Sunday and we exchanged phone numbers; I haven’t decided what I’m going to do about that.

Sunday I went on a day tour to one of the outer islands, and ate dinner late. While I’m eating, the Viet babe from Saturday texted me that she wanted to come see me and spend the night. I wasn’t sure what the bar action looked like on a Sunday night, so I said yes. She showed up at the agreed time and we started off with a great massage – both foot and body. Then we sucked and phucked like crazy. When she asked if I wanted her to stay the night, I told her no nicely. At my age, overnights don’t have a lot of appeal; I usually go to sleep and at best have another tryst in the morning. Besides, how do I know she doesn’t snore?

Monday Afternoon. After ignoring some streetwalkers who were already out at 3:00 pm (and some looked awfully young –maybe underaged), I visited “K-Pressure;” one of the best-known brothels. Definitely a class act; it was almost like walking into an office suite – very well furnished and appointed, and a friendly receptionist who spoke good English. She ushered me into a private room and explained the process. She would send in a woman for a few minutes of introduction, and then check back to see if she was satisfactory. If so, we would proceed to the next step. If not, she would send in someone else. The first one was sexy and playful, so I approved of her. Then I paid the madam the fee (equivalent of US$ 50), and the woman escorted me up one flight to the hotel facilities, where I paid the equivalent of $15 for the room. The rooms were clearly constructed with one purpose in mind, containing a large shower and a bedroom with many mirrors. There was also a TV on the wall showing Japanese porn, but without my eyeglasses on, it wasn’t very useful. I’ll skip the blow by blow description, but it was a very satisfying GFE. On my way out, the madam asked me if I was satisfied and if the woman provided all the services she was supposed to! In summary, a very pleasant afternoon delight.

Monday Evening. While I’m talking to my wife on Skype, I get a text message from the Viet babe asking me if I want company. Fortunately my wife didn’t recognize the bell sound announcing the message. I texted back that I like her but I want to meet new women. I go out to another club, Amazonia, and find myself talking to a well-endowed Filipino. Her friend comes over, sits on my lap and joins the conversation. They talk me into a threesome, so we head back to my hotel. They’re both quite satisfying, plenty of action and not in any hurry. The friend wants to spend the night with me; I decline for the usual reason. But we exchange phone numbers because she wants to sightsee with me on Tuesday.

Tuesday morning/afternoon. I take the friend Lyn sightseeing with me; it’s apparent that this woman has glommed onto me. When we’re back at my hotel, I get the feeling that I can fuck her for free; she seems very affectionate and also tells me that she would have spent the night for nothing extra. Anyway, I send her on her way after a little cuddling. I have only so many pops per day in me and I have other plans. I tentatively agree to meet her later; she wants to take me to a different club. I’m not sure how that can play out if I want to leave with someone else.

By sheer luck, the apartment building across from my hotel has about 20 141 girls in residence. Sooo, I go across the street, knock on a door whose sign says welcome, and have a very nice tryst with a Chinese babe. She also is a trained masseuse, so I also got a professional-quality massage.

Tuesday evening. I take a night-time harbor tour and get back late. Lyn comes to my room and it’s obvious that she’s rather stay and fuck instead of going out to a club, particularly after I make it clear that I hope to leave a club with a new woman and not her. So we fuck passionately and she winds up staying the night for no extra charge. I kick her out in the morning (no morning tryst – I’m saving my pops.)
Wednesday. After a busy day hitting some museums, I go across the street again looking for Kiki, who has good reviews on the 141 forum. Her sign says welcome, so in I go. She’s a good-looking babe who provided a great massage plus the expected non-GFE suck and fuck. Again, good value for the money.

I also get a text message from my Viet friend, wanting to see me again. I figure what the hell; she provided a GFE and a bird in the hand, etc. So she comes over at 10:30 pm, gives me a nice massage and a good fuck and leaves. I’m getting ready for bed when my phone rings, it’s Lyn who misses me terribly and wants to see me before I go. Given that my motto is “anything worth doing is worth doing to excess,” I tell her to come over. She soon shows up, we fuck and she stays the night. I kick her out in the morning and head for the airport.