ahkmad

Of MPs, SPAs and PSPs

I'm half way thru my sabbatical. Work has been a hindrance lately. Isolating me on the field. Hadn't been able to do any licentious acts with the call of dollar bill beckons. A young padawan reached out and asked for wisdom where to start. I decided to write instead to keep my mind (if not my cock) sharp.

If you're reading this and just getting started in your journey here's a few things to get you by from an old timer.

I started my journey back in the early 2000s. Almost a decade of debauchery in every corner of the metro. This will give you a rough estimate of my age. Mercury. AF1. Sylvanus. Phoenix One. Palacio Don Pedro. Some of the places I barely recall as my memory declines. I threw in the towel back in 2010. Now 15 years later, I'm coming back with an insatiable appetite for finer things.

If you're getting started, MPs are the best place to begin with. Relatively cheap, secured and you can choose from the buffet table. Majority can be found in QC for some reason. There are a few outliers outside it. But for me the best choices are in QC. Some are even more than a decade in operation. This was my training ground, my starting point, my baseline.

MPs provide patrons with security within their facility. Parking space, rooms, shower and some even meals and drinks. It's like a one stop shop for all your sexual fulfillment.

With MPs you have the option to choose behind a glass screen. But be mindful that the lights are meant to fool us men and their war paint might be heavier than expected. Bisors or supervisors are usually around to assist you choose. You can either listen to them or take on your own risk when choosing a chip number.

Session normally last for between 1 hour to 1.5 hours depending on the establishment. Room is paid on the desk upfront. Once you've settled you are escorted to your room where you can await for your chosen prospect.

Pro tip. If you felt you were deceived by the lights spoken earlier, normally you have about 10 minutes to decide whether you want to change your option or stay. So make certain of your decision before proceeding. Confirm this with the Bisors before proceeding.

I consider MP girls professional operators. You have to make sure that before any deed, prices and rules have been established. Negotiations can be made upfront but make sure there's a clear agreement between both parties. MPs usually require their girls for health checks. As a true connoisseur, make sure to check this to avoid any painful repercussions on yourself.

MPs have an aquarium for a reason. Attendants here are mostly star fish wanting to move on to the next bait. More traffic equals more income. Gents, you can't blame them. This is how they operate. For me MPs are more for the younger gentlemen eager for a release. Just there for quiet quick fuck.

Now let's talk about SPAs. These establishment doesn't perform any extra service according to their "business license". Rather they provide legitimate massage services and if there's anything on the side that's between the attendant and the customer. Price range usually fluctuates depending on the service offered.

Technically MPs and SPAs are the same. It's a space with private rooms and common showers (in some upscale SPAs it's individual showers per room). The only difference for me is the selection process.

In SPAs girls can either be presented in front of you or what they call in the biz as a show up. No screens or glass to separate you. They can also be presented in a catalog in the front desk for you to choose from. Or thanks to the onset of progress and the internet, thru website forums or messaging platform apps.

SPAs has also evolved into outcall service providers something that MPs doesn't do (AFAIK). Reaching out to them gives you an option to book an attendant of your choice to go to your residence, hotel or motel of your choosing. But of course with a fee.

There are SPAs that operate purely outcall. This is basically protecting them against raids or closure. Yet some establishments had been recently raided. I guess some one forgot to pay the piper down at city hall.

SPAs also offer variety of services. There those who only offer a "handful" of service and others go all the way. I had also experienced a service called linggam. Technically a prostrate massage. That was an experience I should separately write about. There are those who also offer Nuru Massage. A whole body to body massage as slippery as it can get. To be honest, that was not my cup of tea. The massage is kinda a new experience. No direct pressure. The attendant glides thru your body with her body. Something that's tantalizing to one's senses. But as for the deed, it's messy and slippery. Groping is difficult. I almost dropped the attendant once. Anyway, these are just some of the viands what SPAs can offer.

I also noticed a trend with the girls. After starting with MPs they usually jump to SPAs. The reason? More exposure means more customer. SPAs usually advertise their stable. Although filtered to protect the ladies true identities, it's also used as bait for us gents to book. So remember, always take what you see online with a grain of salt and caution. Always.

Thanks to MTC, I was introduced to these selection where I can browse before heading. Unlike before, it was a hit or miss when I go to MPs. SPAs gave me the option to choose and book beforehand.

Then I stumbled upon a rabbit hole on Reddit and TG. Now let's talk about PSPs. Walkers, escorts are other terms used in this industry. Girls here are usually direct to provide companionship amongst other things. They can either operate within a stable, a sommelier (patent pending) or as an independent contractor (freelancer). For freelancers, their service rates are defined by themselves and how they see their provided service according to the prevailing market and their perceived values based on their attributes plus kind of service (Side Bar. Reminder to self: I really should do a researchh and write about the economics of the walk). There are those that cater to your fetishes and fantasies. They put the Personal to Personal Service Providers. So choose your poison wisely. There's a plethora of Service Providers to choose from depending on your kink.

Personally, freelancers are better. They're more professional and sophisticated to my taste. And thanks to BTD's TDF channel, you'll have an array of selection to dig in.

So which one to go to?

If you're eager, within a limited budget and just want to have a quick hump, go to MPs. Wham. Bham. Thank you Maam.

If you're eager, have adequate cash, and looking something specific for your taste, browse thru SPAs.

And if you're a true connoisseur looking for a definite taste, you're financially stable with loose cash to splurge, and looking into more than a release of your sexual fulfillment with the finer things in life, then PSPs are the way to go.

Thus bringing me back full circle to my return thanks to the onset of Freelance PSPs.

I should add a little caveat I guess. The world of adult services should be threaded with caution. Like any vice or anything literally in life, anything excessive is frowned upon. Learn your limits and boundaries. And like what I always say. Rule no. 1 Protect yourself. Rule no. 2 Protect your heart.

Thanks for reading! Hope this help shed some light to those lose in the fray. Stay safe. Stay frosty.

Good luck! Have Fun! Don't Die! Cheers!

End of Season Review and a restart for a new era for BTD

Hell of a run for BTD and the community it built. It saddens me that all the materials for my "research purposes" are lost. Most will be starting from scratch again. Luckily I am a fuck boi I meant a fucking boy scout. I had migrated my FRs to my 20 year old inactive manilatonight.com account that suddenly sprang up to life before hell broke loose. Feel free to read on them from MTC. Hopefully they and this sub doesn't effing censored as well. Bon chance! Stay safe! Stay frosty!

People have been asking me if I use AI, ChatGPT or Claude in my writing. Some even say I have an overly active imagination. Blasphemy! Sorry to burst your bubbles my haters. I'm just built like this. Smart. Sharp. Horny as Fuck! Age of 40 year old. Face of 30 year old. Fucks like a 20 year old.

I recently learned on attaching and identifying my emotions on my experiences. Any experience. This helps me to have vivid recollections to write about. And what greater emotion can fucking bring but pleasure. Reaching an intense dopamine induced high of anticipation for fucking orgasm. Sarap!

As I had previously written, I have MDD. With medication and therapy, I'm able to regulate my serotonin receptors. You know those tiny little things keeping our brains happy. I've never been sharper on my toes and even hornier in the sheets. And fucking has lead me again to this heightened awareness of mine as I age. I owe it to my Pediatrician for his encouragement and prescription. Thanks Doc J! Ride and Range tayo soon! Miss you!

Working in foreign soil has it's perks (say it with me... kaching!) but it does take a toll on my sexual escapades and my creative mind. Work has been monotonous, isolating and writing fucking helps me clear my mind. I've been staring on the words and numbers for the my month end report. I still have a few more weeks to stretch and I need to keep my mind sharp. Hence I decided to start compiling my season's debauchery in hopes of helping restart the community. ESPN Style.

So let's begin.

First on the roster coming from the Southern Conference we have Aleli (TG: aleli17xx) This import from the Land of the Rising sun, showed me the ropes of the walk again after my retirement. She's charming that she's one of the few exceptions that I had to reengage. Why? One of the real and lovely ladies I was able to experience. Smart. Witty. Professional. Very easy on the eyes. The reengagement was needed to clear my brain fog due to her. I do hope you got the copy of the book you've been looking for babe. 

Coming in 2nd is truly a Bae. Maki (TG: ohmakibaev2) from the Eastern bloc gave me a great time. What I thought about was a missed opportunity after being rejected, came out as one of the best walks I had. She's one of the rare blue moon unicorns you just can't catch. But if you happened to have a moment with her you know how her wild style is that you want to tame her. Damn I can still remember her riding me while she stares at herself in the mirror fiddling her fingers in her mouth. Hot! She'll be retiring soon as what I heard so to those who wants to catch this exquisite specimen. Good Luck! Have Fun! Don't Die! I wish I could see her again just to check on her. Wishing all the best in your studies and in life, babe.

On third, we have a Sugar so sweet people can't believe her. Hailing from the Southern Conference, we have Sugar Amari (TG: babyamari). This girl is for real. The pictures she posted online is really what you'll get when you spend time with her. A true to life figure and face of a doll. I can attest she is not Trans. I tasted her pussy juice to confirm. Yum! Also a southie, she just resides nearby my grazing field. So definitely there will be a rewalk in the future if I get a chance.

Fourth in line needs no introduction. This is the girl that gave me PKSD (Post Kendra Stress Disorder) in a good way. She has a fan base with a fellow connoisseur. (Tito, Shall we name our fan club, Kendranatics? Also Uncles should have a group name.. Gwatitos? I should be a stand up comedian with just another Tito joke.) Positioning from the Northern Wall, we have the upstanding Kendra Fucking Smith 18 (TG: Kendra_Smith18). I don't like comparing but by far she's the only lady that left an indelible mark within this old-timer's heart. Truly an experience I will never forget. Oh her baby wipes reminds me of her whenever I see one in the grocery. I have chuckle whenever I do. I never had a chance to see her again before I left. Life happens and I guess I just have to move on. She's just one of those who needs to run wild and free. Nothing more but a memory for me. Fuck naiiyak ako... moving on...

Number 5 on the list is the sweetest and one of the intense walk I ever had. If you're following my season, you would know how PKSD is hitting me. I need to fuck. Representing Daje from the Central Block, we have Ally (TG: allydaje). This sweet, petite girl truly matched my freak on Round 2. She gave me a truly genuine experience. Cheers Babe!

Sex sorry Sixth on the list we have another contender soaring high from the Southern Conference. This ultra rare unicorn almost used up all my poke balls just to catch her but it was worth it. Jenny (TG: diannerramirez) from my block (well I few villages over from my grazing field closer than Amari). She's rarely in the metro so if she's here, better catch her. May you soar high to the skies babe... soar high!!

On the 7th round, we have a looker from the Western Conference. Sexy and definitely a looker. We have Jass (TG: jasss19). In sports we have what psychologist call "Hot Hands Fallcy." I had an amazing 6 round run streak. My ego / libido got the best of me. I was hoping to have a 7th pick streak with Jass but I'll just end it here.

Number 8 on the list we have... a Notorious Dark horse from the Eastern Bloc. A dark horse can be defined as a competitor who is little known, unexpected to win, but then surprises everyone with their skills. Never in the included on the TDF or BTD roster as per my writing. A true linguist with her mouth that will release one's cream quicker than expected to the uninitiated. And her infamous death choke felt like I was going to die. Death by Autoerotic asphyxiation! Bubbly and a Baddie. A truly Eunice (I meant unique) experience. (TG: @eunicebaddie)

Lucky number 9 we have Beyond The Archipelagic District of our homeland. From the Land of the Lotus and Semi conductors. Taiwan. Coming from a local sommelier. June. I've been all around the world. Europe. Africa. Americas. Been with ladies from these continents but Asia truly has a place in my pants (or the only one that can fit what's in between my pants). June was proof that of that. Next stop Thailand!!!! Sawadika!!!!

As I end my reminiscing, I have a sudden epiphany on how grateful and lucky am I to be graced by the time of these ladies. In my younger years I invested on material wealth and as I reach my twilight, I want to live and experience what life has to offer. My time and experience with them had helped me regain my youthful hunger and sharpen my thoughts. Thank you ladies.

September's done and I'm still on my sabatical. This is just my impromptu writing session in between work. Back to work I guess. That's my season run over and 9 articles to compile with plenty more upcoming for my memoir until my shlong can go long. Thanks for reading. Bravo Sex, going dark (again)... Btw, any leads to a publisher?

FR on my Taiwan Sexcapade. Originally written on 24th September 2026 on the now deleted subreddit BTD by u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC).

The Continental Taipei

"I'd like a tasting." - John Wick, John Wick 2

A sommelier is a trained and certified wine expert who works in fine dining restaurants to help guests choose and pair wines with their meals. Well back home we call them "Handlers." There are handful individuals who offer this experience to patrons at a price. Honestly, I haven't reached out to one yet. I should try it when I get back. NPS? MCE? DaQueen? Hmm.. which one? Have no experience yet so hopefully a reader can help a brother out. Anywho, such a barbaric term that defies eloquence for such a prestigious profession. Hence I'm renaming them as sommelier (Patent Pending). In Taiwan, I was able to find another sommelier to cater to my needs. Let me share to you my experience of this one.

Last night I was restless in my hotel. I needed a way to get my mind off after the day's events prior I head out to the field. I searched online and found a TG account (sqq520) of a sommelier. I had forgotten my previous somm here in Taiwan after I was catfished by their service. Won't go deep unto details on the first one. It has been a year and my memory is declining. And it was a bad experience for me. I'm getting old I know. Hence, I've been writing a lot recently to preserve my memory and keep my prefrontal cortex sharp as an ax.

I strictly separate my professional life from my private life with my local colleagues hence I never ask for their assistance. I don't want them to have any dirt on me that can ruin my residence application. See in Taiwan, prostitution is technically "legal." But they operate in red light district under local government oversight of some sorts. I wouldn't go on the specifics regarding this as I am not that knowledgeable as well. Anyway, here's my story.

The communication is pretty much straight forward. They asked me where I am staying. What is the price range I'm looking for? Then they sent me a catalog to choose from. Career, vitals, age, price, location were shared in this catalog. They're in Chinese so I had to use google translate. I added a specific, someone who speaks and understand English. No DP. No Transpo fee. Cash on Delivery. Talk about ease of doing business. You got to admire them Taiwenese for being "business" professionals.

Side bar. This is not my first Asian. Hahaha sounds racist. Sorry. Didn't mean it that way. Back in December 2007 (my younger, dumber years), I had a rather peculiar experience while in Dalian, China. I won't go into specifics here. Long story short. I went to a "cafe" told the matron I want to fuck. Girls showed up behind a curtain. Choose. Go up the room. Pants down, blouse and bra remains (it was winter she was cold). Fucked her. Pay. Leave. It's as shady as it can get. If I can recall vividly that memory, may be I should write it down before I become senile. I knew I should have started writing my memoirs long long time ago. Damn it!

I met her at the lobby of the hotel I'm staying in Taipie. June was wearing tight jeans and a jacket. Underneath that, I can see her sumptuous breast peaking out of her pink blouse. I reached out my hand to her hand. She gave it while I bowed down to give her hand a kiss and a simple sniff. She blushed. I was testing (or tasting) my goods. Her skin creamy white and soft. Her smell peachy and citrus. Yum. She was of average build but her breast and thighs cannot be ignored.

Side bar. A little trivia. In Taiwan, it has been a custom to have English names together with their Traditional given names. The names are usually given in their household, friends or themselves. I have 5 colleagues all named Kevin. Funny story but it's neither here or there. Anyway according to her, her family has chosen June as it's her birth month. Hence June.

I lead her to the lift towards my room. I kept staring at her features under the dim elevator lights. Then it struck me. I GOT CATFISHED AGAIN! This wasn't the girl the picture I picked even her name wasn't the same as I asked for. I didn't bother to question her or her handler anymore. Language is a bitch. Beside this didn't deter me to what I want tonight. She's good enough for my lust. I would accept her.

When we reached my room, she removed her jacket and exposed those melons of her. I asked her what size are those. 36D. I will be drowning on them tonight. "Yippe Ki Yay, mother fucker!" - John McLane, Die Hard.

Her accent was thick. I barely understood her English. Nonetheless, I listened to her as she told her stories of her adventures and trips abroad. Showing me her socials and nodding at them with approval. June is an office worker for a local company that deals with international clients hence she has learned to speak English as a second language. I can feel she's trying her best to breach the gap and connect. I got to give her an A (or my D!) for her trying.

I asked her if she has been on the Philippines. Apparently no. I asked her who usually are her clients and she mentioned local guys, Japanese, American and European. I'm her first Filipino though. This is kinda pressuring me. I need to perform. Por la Patria!!!

Ending the formalities, she asked that we shower together. A sweet gesture. I remember Eunice turning me down. Yes Baddie that hurt me emotionally. That scarred me. My charm failed on you. You truly are a Baddie!!! She begins to undress as so do I. She grabbed my hand and lead me to the shower.

She begins scrubbing my back as I adjusted the water temperature. She looked at my tattoos with fascination and I had to do a little explanation. To which I don't know if she understood. Language is a bitch. She asked me to do her as well. I lather her back moving my hands to her butt. Massaging them in a circular caressing manner. A smile in her glittered as she looked back at me. Handsy and naughty me couldn't resist. I moved my hands up towards her breast. Clutching them in my barely fitting hands. Playing with her nipples like I'm tunning a portable radio. I can see she likes what I'm doing.

Side bar. Ok kids. Before the digital age, analog radios are tuned or adjusted with knobs. There are still a few but just to make it clear for your imagination on what I'm doing. Ok? Let's get back at it.

We wrapped up the shower scene. All clean and ready for the upcoming deed. She led me out of the cubicle and told me to wait on the bed while she cleans up more.

I lay in bed dried and hard. She emerged from the loo without her towel giggling on the sight of me naked, stiffed and ready.

A lady of average build. Her breast and thighs were her attributes. Not enhanced. God's given natural gift to her and mankind. Her skin supple and white. A trademark of her heritage and lineage. A natural Taiwanese beauty. From my estimate in her late 20s to her early 30s. Definitely a looker from a Filipino looking at a Chinese beauty. Her long black flowing hair tied up into a pony tail for that ease of Service later on. Her slender eyes glisten when she smiles. That smile of hers, that's the clincher. And of course, that tiny patch of hair on top of her labia. Cute.

June joined me in bed. She started her performance by inflating my self esteem. Blow jobs really does wonders. It bids the boo boo away. Yet it felt mechanical for me. The bar has been set for that. There was no eye contact. The cadence was off. Her tongue stationary. Not sloppy nor dry. The slurping sound is amiss. Teeth slightly snagging on my skin which made me realize that I liked that some how. I wanted to guide her but the language barrier is just a hindrance. I just let her do her thing. Don't get me wrong. I still enjoyed a blow.

Side bar. It is in exploration that one experience life. This is where you would learn to understand yourself and how you want it. When in Rome, one must partake to the experience.

I asked June if I can dine in. She didn't understand. I rephrased and said, "Eat Pussy." "AHHH," she giggled and nodded. We flipped positions and I moved in.

I slowly licked her right thigh while my right hand gently caressed her left thigh. Rubbing them sensually searching if she's ticklish. I felt her small shivers as I do this so I continued my exploration for her pearl. I slowly dive deeper with my mouth as I see her crotch. Slight bushed. But I'm still going to eat. I found her and I rubbed it with my finger. Slow circular motion just to make her moist. Then I spread her labia wider exposing her pink gateway surrounded by sparse fur and on top the pearl I was looking for. I played with it with my tongue. Tasting her womanhood. A mixture of sweet, sour and salty my taste buds were working hard to distinguish. My senses heightened. My ears hearing her soft moans. My eyes locked to her flushed face. My skin heating up with anticipation ready for penetration. Doctor, she's prepped and ready. Good.

I grabbed the lube and rubber on the side table while she lay in bed. I sheathed my sword and greased it. Spreading her legs with my arms, I slowly worked my tip into her. Gently. Giving her walls time to expand to accept my girth and length. Gentle tugs in and out until I can feel she's ready.

A minute of play I can sense her warmth and wetness even with my rubber on. I thrusted myself in with my full length. She let out a moan. Sharp. High pitched. Just like what you can hear on JAV. BANZAI! (Note to self: Go to Japan Alone! Next time. Alone!). I went at it building my tempo slowly and increasing my pace faster every minute that passed. Her moans like a symphony to my ears.

Side bar. I think on my next exploration I should invest on a metronome. Why? So I can pace my beat. Sorry just thinking after. Back at it then.

My heart beating faster and sweat building on my brow from the pounding, I asked to switch. She rode me on top letting me marvel at those jugs. Those milk duds are yummy to suck at. I grabbed them on my ample hands squeezing them firm. Then I moved in to suckle at those nipples of her. I could die in between these melons.

June grabbed my hands for support as she grinned herself to climax. She quivered, tightening her grip to my hands and let out a faint, sharp, high pitched moan of her ecstasy. Her cheeks flushed catching her breath. Noice. BANZAI!!!

Smiling I jokingly barked like Scooby Doo asking her if I can do her like the Dog I am. Language is a bitch. I cannot express myself on someone who I cannot communicate clearly. She caught the drift and removed herself from my top leaving my meat wet of her juice.

She bend over while I pointed that we move. I want to see our images on the mirror. She understood and scoot over to the edge of the bed. I grabbed her waist and guided my shaft in her to commence my work. I started slow. Playing with her. I shoot a glance at the mirror. Looking at her breast dangling from her chest. Shuddering on ever pound that I give her from behind. Staring all the time at the mirror like Patrick Bateman (Christian Bale on American Psycho. Google it). I grabbed her shoulder for leverage. This gave me deeper thrust. She was shrieking as I increased my tempo. Sharp. High pitched. JAV moans. BANZAI!!!!

I bended her lower to give ourselves to recuperate a minute. Changing my pace to a slower sensual thrusting. Admiring her figure and the image I saw ourselves in the mirror. I continued my slow thrusting with my hands behind my back staring at the mirror while I do. Look Dad no hands! Hooray! I'm such a narcissist in the deed.

I caught my breath and ready to continue. I wanted to end differently today. I flipped her up and raised her legs. I love a bed that's around 2.5 feet high. They're just the right height for me to Stand and Deliver. Standing upright, I placed her legs on my shoulder and continued with our deed. Her breast naturally flatten and spread out wide across her chest due to gravity. Shifting and bouncing in every pounding I make. It was a sight to behold that lead me to my own climax. Pulling out, I removed my hood to give her the money shot. The end.

I don't want to bore you with the aftercare. It's pretty much transactional. Clean up and go. No baby wipes. I wasn't expecting any emotional connection afterwards. No cuddles. No snuggles I lay there on bed waiting for myself to return to my senses. After all, language is a bitch. No point creating that connection I long for. I'll be reserving that on my return. Read that KS? I should buy you a case of baby wipes when I get back.

I guess I'd end this with my takeaways from the experience.

1.) Cost. I know there will be some wondering how much. I will not delved on those. Better ask the sommelier. It will really depend on your budget expense. What I can share, they're basically the same back home. Age, Attributes, Avocation or main Vocation in life dictates the pricing. Plus language. You pay premium for someone you can talk to. Hmm.. I should write about that one of these days. Working title: Walk Economic 101. I should be writing a book.

2.) Don't get your hopes up on transacting. Catfishing is rampant even in other countries. I had read reports of patrons rejecting a lady due to this. I don't blame them. They were expecting what they ask for. I changed my mindset after countless of these catfishing encounters (as long as they're biologically female). I just try and enjoy the encounter. I'm here for pleasure. So will I book her again? Probably not, I want to further explore what's out there. I missed my younger years experience for my reminisce. I knew I should have started writing years before. Damn it.

3.) Language is what separates us from beasts. It's in our communication that we express our desires. Yet Sex is the most primal act for both men and beasts. Sex then is a universal language. We don't need to understand each other in the act. We just need to pleasure the experience.

Wow! I thought my season run was over. It's still September so I guess this still counts even if it's "Beyond The District" of our Archipelagic territory. Hahaha!! Thanks for reading. Bravo Sex, going dark.

Good luck! Have Fun! Don't Die! Cheers!!

P.S.

Oh my Dearest V, if you're reading this. True to my word, you were on my mind. Longing for my return to experience time with you. Building the anticipation. Wink. Ain't life a bitch. Stay safe and I hope you recuperate. See you on my return.

FR of Eunice Baddie (TG: @eunicebaddie) (reddit account banned) originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on September 04, 2026.

Wake Me Up When September Ends

First I'd like to clear things to certain lady I shall not name. One can't help to be cautious in this line of work. There are dudes cat fishing as normal girls trying to trick this vulnerable old hag. Anyway, I do hope you find what you wish for. I truly do. I'm extending an olive branch. You dodged me. Good for you. You'll understand why. Any who...

I'm an impulsive person. A character trait of a person having Major Depressive Disorder. Yup I'm crazy mathafakas! Told you how vulnerable I am. Now you know the secret hence my handle. My doctor said that my case is Eunice I meant unique (pun intended). After all, amongst his patients, I am his very high functioning, sharp, intuitive and horny depressed friend.

We recently had a drinking session. Yes I drink with my Pediatrician. We talked about how our careers ended up where we are now in our lives. Him being a Medical Doctor (saving lives.. blah.. blah.. blah.. ) and me well a horny mother fucker (fucking lives.. blah.. blah.. blah..). I told him see were on the same field of caring for lives. He cursed me for being such an idiot. On our bender, he raised how being a doctor doesn't necessarily equate to getting rich. Like the basic law of economics, one must have constant streams of patients to be lucrative in the business or a few that you charge a ridiculous amount for your expertise to make it. Being a doctor is more of a calling than for the money. And like any profession, the medical field requires the necessary soft skills to excel. Communication. Emphaty. And perhaps most of all, flexibility. Not all doctors posses those skills. Some lacks the PR (Personal Relation) to have recurring patients and even lack word of mouth endorsement from former patients to have new ones.

Which brings me to today's story.

In this industry, Field Reports and Word of Mouth Endorsement fuel this industry together with the photos (mostly filtered or not) of enticement to lure us men in. The way for providers to boost their portfolio, have recurring gents and be open to new ones are thru these written or oral experience of those encounters. I know there are those who are not inclined to share. I don't blame them. And hey I'm not forcing you to write one or to read mine. To each their own. You do you. I do me. For me writing has been a form of therapy like fucking. I fucking love to fucking write about my fucking. Deal with it. My Doctor encourages me to write. Then he reads it for his pleasure.

A line stuck to me from a movie that I barely remembers but it goes like this. "Writing should serve the kind of people I belong to." Hence I write for the explorers, for those repressing their sexual desires, for the curious, for those who wants to enjoy life's simple pleasure of fucking. My writings are for you. Nah they're for me for when I'm old and senile, I'll be rereading this and laugh at what I had written.

Recently the sub has been flooded by a certain Baddie sighting. Positive scriptures of angelic encounters of patrons looking for a miracle has been numerous on this sub. An angel disguise as a demon in the sheets.

To be honest, she has been on my radar for quiet sometime and I had her already on my list supposedly for my season run this August. I really showed it to her and she laughed at it. Sigh. So many on the list, so little time. Story of my life. Took me until I'm about to embark on my sabbatical that I was able to spend time with her. A last minute call.

Amongst my misadventures, this one was Eunice I meant unique (pun intended again). I was aimlessly on reddit when I stumbled unto another sighting of her. My curiosity on her has elated me even more. Comment "Add to Cart." That apparently caught her attention. What surprised me though was she reads my writings and the first one to reach out to me. Wow. Flattered. Never had I encountered a provider asking me to experience and write a piece about her. I guess there's always a first time for everything. Cool! I should get paid doing this! Nah!! To fuck is payment enough.

Side bar. Let's go back to the soft skills I mentioned earlier. Flexibility. Knowing that I'll be leaving soon, Eunice was flexible enough to adjust her schedule for me. What a sweet gesture. She has predefined schedules to maximize her time. Tuesday is off the table. I usually prefer afternoon runs as this is my escape hour. But for her I made an exemption. Why? Since this is the first time a provider has given me the details of when and where to meet. Wait! Was I booking her or was she booking me? I got confused.

What made more loco was her exquisite tasting menu. I felt like dining on a Michelin star restaurant with a menu so vast I had troubles picking what to eat. I just wanted to eat her. Why do I have to read so much? Hahaha! It's cool Baddie! Her menu separates the mortal with low reading comprehension with a Gent with intent. Due to the extent of her menu, I even asked if I can have the leftovers on a to-go bag. She cracked up on that one. Sorry can't help it. I'm also a frustrated stand up comedian when I'm in the mood. Two separate providers actually said I looked like Jim Fucking Carrey. Baddie even asked if I had a breeding. What am I a dog?? Yes I'm a horny canine. I'm a bad dog who loves to do a good doggie.

Eunice was easy to communicate with. Bubbly. Animated. Playful on our conversations leading to our day. Given that you understand her rules and her predefined schedule, she's a breeze to talk to. And even on our actual time, I felt comfortable sharing to her.

Side bar. Communication is a basic soft skill everyone should master. Clear. Concise. Confident. And with Eunice you can add Cheerful to talk with. Soft skills matter in this industry. For providers this gives the gentleman to have positive engagement with you. Some patron need someone to listen to. While others need someone to talk to or even flirt to albeit even thru messages. Communication is essential in this line of business. As for men, well to get a full experience of what you are availing. Get to know her, yourself and enjoy the process. I know there are those who are naturally shy but in the 4 corners of the room you can be another person if you want to. But hey, to each their own. If you master this skill, you will go places. Trust me. Just look at our best and brightest politicians! Sorry off topic. I'll avoid being political.

As the day of the meet comes there's a fine print in her menu. "Always shave your private part for better service." Damn! I almost missed that part. I had to jumped back to the shower to obliged. Gents, learn to read the fine print. Always. Don't be a dumbass.

I drove to where she had chosen to meet. My heart was racing with excitement. It's been a week since I fucked. After an adequate engagement of the previous week, I'm eager to get back at it with Eunice. Life has been too stressful for me lately with all the daily bustle of my so called life before my furlough. I need another escape.

I arrived earlier than planned. Can't help it. I was trained to be on the dot when required. Old creature of habit I picked up I guess. She reminded me not to play with myself while I waited. Of course why would I? I availed her twin serving main course with a twin serving of creamy mouth surprise. I want to relish that creamy mouth surprise. Yum!

She arrived and my heart raced as I opened the door to an elegant God's gift to mankind. Bubbly. Smiling. Charming. Wearing her signature black "Hello" cap, a jacket and a mini dress undertneath it.

Eunice is truly unique. Her beauty not exaggerated nor underrated. Smooth, clear, creamy skin with feminine outlines. Thin lips that smiles with her eyes. Her figure just right. Breast that will not overwhelm you and those perky nips that are small pink chocolate kisses on top. Her hips are truly one of her "ass"et. I'm a boob guy but I'll take her ass still.

As usual, we did do small talks to build rapport and be comfortable with one another. Share a little of each other lives. I went to the shower first to freshen up. I asked her to join me but she declined. Not part of the menu. Sad. My charm didn't work. She hopped next after I cleaned up. I lay down while I waited for her. My shaft already eager to deliver under the sheets. When she emerged with a towel draped around her chest, you can see how this girl's sunny personality can brighten up the room. She was giggling on me while I stare at her. "Why am I staring," she asked. Why wouldn't I?

She moved closer to the bed and removed her towel exposing those natural breasts of hers. Kisses. Pink chocolate kisses nipples of hers. Yum! Eunice started nibbling on my nipples. I asked her if she allows kissing. Sadly that's a no. I understand. Better not get attached. Respect. She continued her journey further down and reached my staff ready for her.

Eunice is notorious on her unique talent and skill set that I had read about. I can attest that what has been written is true. Her blow jobs will leave you gasping and clenching the sheets! She started swallowing the tip then slowly the length of my cock. There's a cadence in her motion. 110 BPM by my estimate. Just a touch higher than the normal resting hear rate of 100 BPM. No snag. Perfectly going in and out my meat. Wet but not too wet or sloppy. Perfect. Then she would surprise me by going all in deepthroating the whole length. Wow! I think I'm in love. Hahaha!!! This was truly a mind blowing. You truly have to experience it because my words just can't describe the experience. I have to ask her to stop her oratory otherwise I will spill without experiencing inside her. Giggle and Pause. No Spill. Yet.

I asked if I can reciprocate. Sadly, she doesn't allow. Hays... sad me...

She lubed herself up while I placed the rubber. All the while giggling with playful banter. That's how bubbly and cheerful this encounter was.

Eunice slid herself in and started her performance. Tight, warm, moist. Did I say tight? Damn the view on top was really worth it as she grinned herself to cum. And yes Tito has warned me about it, she does do the death choke. That was a new experience to me. Death by strangulation while achieving Nirvana. Fuck yeah!!! David Carradine cause of death achievement unlocked!

She was game on any position I asked her. Doggy. Mish. Flat iron. WOT. Reverse Cow Girl. All along giggling and sharing stories while we do it. Hahaha! Candid casual sex. Moans and laughs. Lighthearted but still intense. Truly a unique encounter for me. I can still smell her signature vanilla scent. Hmmm... fruity...

I did found her weakness. WOT. Rub her clit. As she shiver and shakes while reaching her climax 3 times by my count, I couldn't help but smile. Good job old boy. Good job. Licked my fingers after she came. Sarap! Sweet and yummy. Too bad I she doesn't allow DATY. Sad.

The sight of her reaching climax was like witnessing a miracle. It was sudden, overwhelming mix of deep shock, total silence inside my mind, and a profound sense of awe that turns the ordinary world upside down. Sweat was trickling down the middle of her chest. Her face flushed. I can hear her breaths. I can see her chest pounding. She was shivering and shaking intensely. Moist and wet on my cock. Sarap! And did I mentioned we did this with all the lights on? Yes. What a fucking session that was. The perfect, illuminated sight of her satisfied me more than reaching my own climax.

You know what my cherry on top was? That fucking creamy mouth surprise. No spill. All in. Say it with me. SWALLOW. LUNOK! Fuck!!!! One of the best finish her move I had done. Fuck yeah!

Damn this girl is definitely freak in the sheets. She's truly a Baddie! I had to bow down to her after our deed. Literally bowed down and worshiped her for that sesh. I was amazed on her stamina and her kinks. I was giggling and laughing while I achieving ecstasy.

I availed for a 2 round main course but our 2 hour time limit is running out. That one intense session is more than enough for me. Thanks Eunice!

Side bar. Emphaty. You thought I'd forget discussing this in my encounter? Emphaty can be deifned as the ability to recognize, understand, and share the thoughts and feelings of another person. After our first session and only session, we were catching our breaths. In the afterglow where we shared our stories and aspirations. This is where Eunice and I shared our stories and aspirations. Being bare and vulnerable to one another. That's Eunice.

Eunice was a fucking amazing experience. See, I wasn't planning to book her but her charm won me over. I was hoping to avail her on my return on November but I'm glad I pushed her earlier. Her warm charm won me over. A perfect end for my season run. Or is it my impulsive and horny nature that has gotten the best of me? Either way, it was a win for me. I had been really setting sights to see an another provider before I leave. I guess faith wasn't in my favor. But I'm glad Eunice gave me her time instead. Thanks Baddie!

As I write and end my run this season, Green Day's "Wake Me Up When September Ends" suddenly plays from my playlist. Summer has come and passed. The innocent can never last. Wake me up when September ends. What a fitting end to an amazing season, thanks for reading. See you November. I'll be signing out now.

Good Bye!

P.S.

Her reddit account was just recently banned for some reason. I cannot tag her so I'm sharing her TG instead. Eunice (TG: EuniceBaddie)

FR of Jass (TG: jasss19) (Reddit u/_jassy00) originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on August 27, 2026.

Keep Calm and Carry On

Today is a fun day. So let me share the proceedings of my day.

But before I begin if you're new here it's fair for you to know that I'm a frustrated writer. I found the love of writing late in life. It will be lengthy it will be my writing. I had been accused of sugar coating what I write. Well I don't because I choose to be positive in my experience and what I write is usually what I did. No made up bullshit. So if you're reading this part, please feel free to shut the fuck up and enjoy or stop reading and jack off. My words. My story. Your Mileage Will Vary. Ok? Now that's out of the way. Let's carry on.

The day started fun. A random dude reached out after stalking my profile. He found me interesting. His exact words were, "sarap magpabastos sa inyo sir." I was shocked. I was flattered. But I was shocked! I don't do dudes. Sorry buddy. Never gonna happen unless I'm desperately in need of a new motorcycle or a Daniel Defense rifle. But no. Never.

I had some errands around lunch time. A long time friend is in town and it's his birthday. Hooray! As uncles as we are, we had lunch. Catching up was fun. But was even better was  finding out one of my friend is a lurker here in BTD. Hey man, if you're reading this then you know I'm back on our old ways!!! Cheers!!! Get a fucking burner TG!!!! Welcome to the Dark Side!!! Quiet ka lang ha! Don't speak my name! Hahaha!!

After separating ways with my friends and since I'm out I told myself why not explore. There was one girl I want to see (again) even though it's going to take me 3 hours of to and from traffic. Who? Well she's the most in demand, most sought after gal in town. Her phone is blowing up even before my FR of her. I felt like her pimp answering questions about her. More to that I'm now on my 1 week and 4 days of relapse from PKSD. Yup the infamous Kendra Fucking Smith 18. I need to see her again. I don’t do re-walks but to her I would definitely make an exception and I would need to for closure. Closure? Hahaha I told her that and she laughed. Hahaha! But seriously, I have a rule in this industry. First, always be safe. Second, don't get attached. I had broken rule 2 twice in my lifetime during my younger years. I might be braking it for a third? Kidding aside, she caught my attention and find her interesting thus a second reengagement is necessary for me.

So, you know how in demand she is? Well she has 99+ message request on reddit and 70+ messages on TG. She showed it to me to prove it. So if you are blessed to be given her time, treasure it and please be a gentleman to her. Anyway, she turned me down. I was the 7th guy she turned down today (she shared to me). Little Miss Disney Princess needs time to recuperate from stress and life. Any other lady I know would have been eager to proceed. But she choose herself amongst others. Good for her! Gents she has a life outside the four corners of the room you share. So if she doesn't reply or she ignores you, don't take it personally. Move on like what I did today. Me sad. Boo who...

Keep calm and carry on as the British said. I will not falter. I will not let this dampened my spirit. Let's move on to my next on the list. As I had previously written, I've been collecting the BTD and TDF list like fucking Pokemons since my return to the industry. This most awesome ass-kickin' wheelin' dealin' sub for "industry" aficionados has reopened my Pandora's box of libog. I reached out to one of the lookers of this sub. Sadly, she's on her woman's monthly visit and her next schedule is September. I wanna cry! My cock limp with sadness. Pothos (Greek minor god and personification of longing, yearning, and sexual desire) is playing with me! Who? I'll share once I have the honor of spending time with her.

Which brings me to another looker on my list. She has a handful of reviews already here. It's mixed but everything points out how she looks and her curves which made me curious. Her posts doesn't leave anything to the imagination. Sexy. Seductive. Satisfying. I had been catfish before too many times. I took the gamble and said to myself, well to see is to believe. I'm a firm believer that to each has a unique experience. So let's not the day of go to waste. Let's book her. Let's book Jass (TG: jasss19).

Ease of booking is pretty much straight forward. She charged for her transpo and I settled. No DP since I had provided her with my past walks. Thank God for Back Up TG!!! (Maki if you're reading it's because of you I became resourceful. Miss you babe.) Transaction was pretty much direct. This place. This time. G? Settle. G!

I headed to the agreed location close to the agreed time and gave her an update. See yah babe. That's what she said. I waited for her in the room like a kid waiting to be fetched. I checked the room to my satisfaction after learning from my previous engagement with Jenny. Lessons learned. I was restlessly excited. Meeting a person for the first time gives me butterflies in the tummy. There's a certain mystery and excitement after seeing her photos. She looks God Damn hot and cute!!!!

Jass arrived on my doorstep wearing short shorts and a tight fitting shirt. From the doorway, I can see her curves. The pictures you see online don't do justice when you see her in person. Breast amply full and hips that curves on the right places. She entered the room and gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. Compared to the pictures posted online, I can attest that minimal filter is needed. She is a looker. Face and body.

Side bar. I have a running joke I'd like to share I picked up way back when I was still younger. There's basically 3 types of encounter I get. First I call "Lechon." This means nothing goes to waste. Sarap to the bones (or was it "Maxs"). Next there's what I call "Biscuit." In other words, a way to pass hunger. Finally, "Hipon" or "Shrimp." That it is to say that you basically enjoy her body but the head needs to be thrown. Jass I would say would belong to my first category. If you're into looks and figure, you're not getting wrong with her. SKL. Back to the story.

She started undressing and proceeded to wash herself. I offered if I can join her to which she said sure. I stripped my clothes and entered the bathroom already my tool at attention. She started scrubbing my chest and arms while slowly working herself down as I admire her physique. Her boobs are perfectly round with inverted nipples that hides when not aroused. She confirmed that she had a boob job done (Thanks Doc for your excellent workmanship). Her body toned with a flat tummy. A waist that's small I can hug her and my hands will reach back to me. Her face, boobs and ass are literally her "ass"ets. As the soap washes off my body, she leads the way to the bed.

With my previous encounters, I usually enjoy a small exchange in between. Small talks, stories about life and such. Today was different. I wasn't myself again. We skipped the getting to know stage and went straight to what we were there for. Fuck.

She started by giving me a peck on my lips while she strokes my cock. She does allow kisses as long as your hygiene allows. Pecks not DFK (Damn now Ally slipped my mind. Miss your sweet kisses babe). She slowly worked her way down my shaft. I would give it to her, she does give a nice head. She has a skill where she will eat the length of you and play her tongue on your tool. Damn that was good.

I usually offer to dine in. Today I skipped. I wasn't in the mood. I wasn't hungry. My mind was off.

She went on top of me. As I sheath my sword, she readies her cooch with lube. She slid my cock in and I can feel her warm and moist. She rode me for a few minutes. Bouncing up and down rather than griding. I guess that's how she like it. She asked that we changed position as she's tired. She went on all fours as I started pounding her. Thankful I got a room with mirrors all around. I enjoyed the view from behind her as I glance to the mirror on the side and on top. Her curves arching perfectly outlined from the dim lights. Another Patrick Bateman moment for my books. I kept at her for quiet sometime. Savoring the view of her hips in front of me while I glance at her profile in the mirrors. She was getting apparently sore. She asked if I was near. I said No. I want to relish this moment and continue. I kept at her and we change to missionary with her knees on top. I continued my moment and tried to enjoy my concupiscence. The lust in me rejoicing in experiencing this instance in time. She asked again if I was near. I declined as I continue to fuck her to escape my mind.

Side Bar. Not all sex is the same. There's sex for pleasure, for love, for validation, for power, for healing, for connection, for money, for surrender. Today I just want sex for escape. I want to escape from my mind.

We switched back to doggy and I continue to admire her form, her outline, her shape. Sweat has already begun trickling down my brow as I continue with my thrusting. After what felt like more than 10 minutes of thumping her from behind, I have to stop. I can feel she's becoming dry and feeling tired.

This is one of the instance in my exploration I had to end differently. I love doing the canine. It has been my release as I feel in control and can explosively cum. But I had to settle for less. A hand job. I ended my session on a hand job. After my violent release, we cleaned up and parted ways. It was transactional. Wham. Bham. Thank you Maam.

So what have I picked up on this?

I guess what I can pick up here is that I lost the personal element in the deed. We we're in a sort of a hurry. The dealing was more business like than personal. We skipped the getting to know stage and hurried straight to the main event. Getting down and personal changes things. The connection was lacking this time.

Don't get me wrong. Jass gave me a good time. Good not amazing. I had a bar set for that. I guess like what I always say, "Your Mileage WILL Vary." It's not right to compare one experience with another. If you're reading this, all I can say is if you're looking for looker, she definitely fits the bill. That satisfied me.

Good Night!

P.S.

I asked her if she's 19. Well apparently. She started 2 years ago.

FR of Jenny (TG: @diannerramirez) (Reddit: u/Agreeable_Rooster220) originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on August 24, 2026.

Pink Blank In My Area!

Ugh! What an ugly title. I had to revised my title by refaining from using relevant personalities to avoid reddit flagging my write up. Please don't. I'm trying to write my memoirs 

So if you're familiar with KPOP groups, you'll know the names of this 4 member girl group if you do a word inversion of the title. She also has a hit song that goes like...

JENNIE, JENNIE, JENNIE, JENNIE (I think I really like)

JENNIE, JENNIE, JENNIE (haters, they don't really like)

JENNIE, JENNIE, JENNIE, JENNIE ('cause they could never, ever be)

JENNIE, JENNIE, JENNIE (but have you ever met)

I guess that's an obvious giveaway already as to her name. Anyway, more about her as you read on.

A unicorn is a mythical creature that resembles a horse and has one long, twisted horn in the middle of its head. A creature so elusive in mythical times that catching one in the wild has been man's desire as drinking from its' horn grants healing and protection. For this very reason I've been searching for one after suffering from PKSD (Post Kendra Stress Disorder) for more than a week now. Unicorns are magical, mythical, majestic just like this lady that I had stumbled upon.

The first description of such a creature can be traced back to literature and artworks dating back in ancient Mesopotamia, Chinese, Greek and Indian times. But no real evidence has been uncovered in any archeological sites around the world. Until now.

I've stumbled to this unicorn from fellow redditors reports. I've seen 3 sightings from my due diligence. All were on the plus side thus I've been hunting her down ever since.

My first venture to find her was a few days after day zero of PK. The metro has been battling rains now for almost 3 weeks. Unfortunately, she was stranded elsewhere due to this hence we had to reschedule as her time allows. I've been monitoring her movements and updates as much as I can but fate truly has other plans for us, for the meantime.

If you've following my memoirs, you will know by now I'm a southie. Recently 6 days after Day Zero of PK, I was able to see a challenger. Ally. She was at the right place and the right time as I traveled north and explored the midlands of the Metro. 3 days of AA (After Ally), this unicorn has shown me signs right by my doorstep. The explorer in me will not miss this chance. It's time to catch her for my sanity.

Side bar. So far upon my return back home this August, I had basically been hunting down the BTD and TDF verified list. I'm proud to say, It has been 3 for 3 on this past 2 weeks like Pokémon. Gotta catch em all! First, I found a sugar that's sweet like a barbie doll. Next, of course the reason for my PKSD (Yes KS18, if you're reading this I'm still miserable and suffering.) And then there's bubbly Ally that matched my freak on Round 2. Now this mythical creature was apparently part of this list. But due to logistics, she has been a rare observation. Which made me more curious of her after reading this 3 verified positive sightings. And even though she grazes near my locale, catching her in the wild is harder than the moon turning blue twice in a month.

After the delays, I've finally met the unicorn. We met on a common ground on my locale. She was wearing a hoodie jacket and ball cap with a jogger pants that's loose. Yet underneath those garments of hers, I can see her milky ivory skin and the majestic curves just like a white unicorn in the wild.

My first impression of her was she's timid and shy. She still has this youthful reserve in her that comes with age. Docile and submissive (so I thought). But I know she hides something deeper within her. 

I tried my best to make her at ease with me. I handed her iced caffe latte while we drove off to our destination. I always try to make the girls comfortable with reassurance that I'm here to enjoy her company.

In the room, we continue our candid exchanges. I try to pry more of who she is. She's an interesting specimen to look at.

She has a long flowing hair until the area of her waist. She has eye lash extensions to accentuate her lovely eyes. Her lips full and kissable (and she does allow to kiss her depending on your hygiene). She has a cute smile and giggle but she would often hid them behind her hand. Like what I said, timid and shy. Her face is angelic and sharp. She has an aura of a good girl next door that you've been dreaming of. I've read reports on how this fantastic beast would compare. But I was raised not to compare. For to each his own and beauty lies on the eyes of the beholder. She has the height, the figure, the skin tone and the face that would make you look twice as she walks by.

She headed in the shower to freshen her self up after her long journey. I politely asked if I can join her. She declined. That good girl aura of hers really shows.

I waited for her to finish. She came out of the door with the towel wrapped around her waist while her long flowing hair covers her breast. She was immaculate to look at as her curves shows and the dim light of the room doesn't do justice as her skin glows.

I hopped in the shower and scrubbed my day's worry and dried myself, my cock throbbing at attention and ready for her.

She joined me in bed and was still bashful with me. I asked her to join me in the sheets and wrapped an arm around her as I explore her ivory skin with my fingers. We talked some more just to make her at ease. Then she asked if I'm ready. I told her why don't you look under the sheet?

She was surprised it was hard already and was amazed at my girth. She was worried it would hurt but reassured her I'll be gentle.

She started with her oratory while I hold back her long hair. She forgot her hair tie. I didn't bring any rubber except the one for my tool. She licked the tip and slowly gauge how deep she can take. She took it slowly in her mouth while her tongue plays with it. Trying to swallow it whole, I cautioned her not too. You're doing just right.

I asked her if I can reciprocate, a Gentleman always ask. Unfortunately, her monthly period has just ended and she's afraid if there's any discharge. Me. Sad.

I grabbed my rubber for my tool and wrapped it around. She mounted me on top. She supported herself with hand on my chest as she slowly takes the rigidity and girth of my throbbing manhood. She rode me gently at first. Hopping up and down on my pole. The shyness in her has disappeared. I lay down admiring her. She noticed and got shy once more.

We switched positions and I lay on top of her while I spread her legs. Things were heating up. Literally heating up. As our intensity rose and poked her deep, the room also was heating up. The air-conditioning was malfunctioning. Our session is way too hot for it.

We had to paused and asked for assistance. Sadly, the only option was to transfer room. Hassle. I was still rock hard wrapped in a towel while she waited in the bathroom. When she emerged, she decided we stay and complete the deed.

We went back to bed and I asked herb bend over. Apparently, this is her (and mine) favorite position. I hammered her continuously as we watched our image thru the mirror by the foot of the bed. I asked for a switch and she went back on top of me. She kept at it as her sweat slowly trickles from her back. She still smelled like cherry to me. Yum. We switched once more as I see she's getting tired. I went on top of her and we both heated up the room more by another Celsius.

As we sweat, I asked her if we can finish off with all fours once more. I fervently thrust her from behind as I admire her shape and curves. I would glance at the mirror and her bum as I continued pounding her from behind. I worked her for as long as I could, her moans satisfying my ears. She was almost there she said. Sadly, I lost it after what it seems like 10 minutes of thrusting her from behind. I collapsed behind her as I shudder. Only to find out I missed it. Fuck! I fell short.

There's always a lesson to learn when you explore. Last time has thought me to be mindful of the time. Extend when needed. Extend. This time I failed the most basic thing to check, the AC! God damn it! My horniness has clouded my judgment and feelings. I thought it was just because Jenny was making the room hot for me. But in reality the AC is fucking broken. Fucking AC!!!!

Despite this setback and the earlier scheduling delays we had, I would say I had a great time with Jenny. As I mentioned earlier, Jenny is not on the present roster of verified TDF. She now resides down south where she also grew up. This is the reason this unicorn is hard to find. Luckily, I was able to experience the rarest of the rare majestic beast that TDF has to offer. She's a true definition of a blue moon creature. She's a private person and I see has a lot of potential in her future endeavor. I do hope she gets it. She has the looks, the height, the demeanor to soar high. So that's Jenny.

Oh do you know why I said Blankpink in my area, well she leaves nearby. A few villages nearby my grazing field. A rewalk? Yes. The next time she's in town with better AC and room. Take care Jenny (TG diannerramirez)! Don't be a stranger! Cheers!

FR of @Ally of Daje (TG: @Allydaje) (Reddit: u/AllyBelle00) originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on August 21, 2026

Little Ball of Fur.. Pur.. Pur.. Pur..

Story time. Again.

It's been my 6th day since post nut clarity from Kendra. Relapse has been hitting me bad. Really really bad.

The rain has been pouring the entire week. It's only recently that we've seen some sun rays. I was supposed to meet a unicorn but due to unforseen circumstances, it has been moved and moved. The hunger in me didn't falter PK (Post Kendra). I have to move on.

As the weekend approached and the skies clear, I had an opportunity to venture north once more to attend to some adult matters. My unicorn has been postponed until next week due to responsibilities. I need to clear my head after PK.

Now I have originaly 2 options lined up. The 1st was to venture back to Kendra to finally clear that brain fog I've been suffering for almost a week. But decided against it as advised by a fellow connoisseur (Boring-Tito). I have to move on. Salamat Uncle. The 2nd was a classy lady. Name withheld for privacy not until I have engaged. I want to reserve her for a later and longer engagement. Time with her is an investment. A pause as gentleman wrote. That needs to be planned properly. Then an outlier appeared. She popped on my feed and I like what I saw.

I slid to her DMs early in the morning securing a slot later during the day. I explained my predicament to my agenda venturing north and would confirm once cleared.

I drove myself north. Attended to my responsibilities first. Thankfully it ended earlier than planned. But it took a toll on me. You'll find out later. She reached out and asked if we're still good to go. But of course I'm good to go! After that negotiations I wrapped up, I deserve a release.

I headed to our pre-agreed location and time. I arrived earlier and was almost discouraged when the bellboy said there's no available room.

As I was about to move to a next spot and inform mi lady, his radio squawked and a room freed up. Thank God! I needed this badly.

I was lead to the garage and parked my vehicle. The attendants where still squaring our room so I waited for them to do their thing.

Ally of Daje, popped out of the door. I lowered my window signaling her to come in the vehicle.

I guess you're wondering why spilled the beans and no clues. Well... I had to change my approach. I was accused of gate keeping. Gents, I just love writing. It has been my frustration ever since. Back to the story.

She opened the door and slid inside. She was smiling and gave me peck on the cheek like we new each other already. She robbed my thighs and greeted me with warmth.

As we did our small talk inside the car, the room boys (6 by my count) were scouring down the stairs saying they were done. We cannot help but laugh at the scene of 6 grown man running down the stairs like lemmings. 90s kid will know that game.

That was our cue to climb up I guess.

We entered the space and I didn't waste my time admiring her body.

Side bar. Before booking her earlier on the day, I did a quick reddit search of her. Tried to see old FRs and posts. FRs were generally positive. I was eager to find out if it were all true. I'm glad I pushed thru with her.

Back to my escapade. As she stripped, I stripped. I was an eager beaver. I like what I saw. She has a toned body. Petite. Cute. With curves that a coke bottle will be ashamed off. Her breast were just right. Ample and firm. Natural as God's gift. Her thighs curved and sexy. Not exaggerated. Not lacking. I was already standing at attention as she stripped.

She led me to the shower. She robbed her hands with soap against my chest and back. She then looked into my eyes and closed the gap with our lips. She kissed with passion. Not rushed nor forced. Kissed with pleasure on the lips. She slowly kneeled and I was surprised she started giving head. All I can do was surrender to her during those time.

When she rose, I said let me clean you as well. I rubbed my hands all over her, while she looks into my eye and kiss my lips. I reached down on her as well and rubbed her lips. Quid quo pro.

She asked me to wait on the bed while she finishes up. I dried myself and laid on the bed waiting for her.

She was draped with a towel around her breast when she emerged out of the shower. Her curves visible around her silhouette.

She removed the towel and approached me. She started her performance licking my nipples with that god damn tongue of hers. She gave me kisses around my neck while she rode my body. Then she worked her way down towards my shaft. She admired what she saw. Thick and stout.

She started her oratory performance. She knows her head. She knows how to give a man pleasure. She sucked and played with her tongue the tip of my phallus. She licked the length of my pole then slowly went down towards my balls. She sucked at them like they were candies to her. Yum.

I was almost about to cum on her mic skills alone. I had to ask her to stop otherwise I will be spilling all over her. I stood up and reached for my rubber. I slid it down my shaft and started pounding her.

The lust in me drove me crazy. Today there was something different with me. My mind still on the negotiations I had earlier. I was preoccupied and it affected my performance. I barely lasted more than 10 minutes. I had to ask her to slow down while she rode me. I apologized to her because I know she was enjoying herself but I was letting her down. She found myself lacking. I was ashamed of myself.

I needed to relax.

End of round 1.

She comforted me. Her after care was top notched. She gave me a massage while we shared stories. My mind went at ease.

Then out of nowhere she went on top of me. She started kissing me on my lips then neck. I can still smell her scent as I write this. She smelled like candy. She worked her way down my body until she reached my shaft that was screaming her attention. She worked her magic once more while I held her hair back. She would throw a glance of her eyes on me like asking do you like that. Yes. Yes I like it.

She asked where the rubber was. It was on the table opposite the bed. I stood up and grabbed one while she get the lube. I slid it down my cock and she started riding me.

Since the 1st round was amiss. Bitin. She enjoyed this round as she grind and hump me. She came. Good job old boy you satisfied her. Then the switch in me went on. Her aftercare took care of it.

I asked if we can try those damn love chair. She obliged. She rode and enjoyed herself more. I asked her if she wants us to move the chair near the mirrors and she agreed. I pounded her from behind and she enjoyed more.

She asked if we can do it standing up on the mirror. Of course why would I declined. The switch in me flipped and I was back to my performance level. She raised her leg like she was enjoying it. I grabbed it higher and continued with thrusting her.

We moved back to the bed and I laid her. She asked me to thrust deep and keep it in. She came. I felt her shudder. She was giggling and embarrassed. I was proud and happy.

I was back. My mind clearer. My body harder. I kept at her.

But all things needs to come to an end. I will not settle for a hand job. Never. I want to release the beast in me.

I finished like a horny dog I am with her on all fours. My heart raising while we catch our breath and and sweat. God that was good fucking!

I'm not clocking but that was close to an hour. I only intended to have only 1 round. But my earlier performance was lackluster to my satisfaction. After round 2, My carnal desire was well satisfied. She came twice. Good job old boy. Good job.

Ally is a doll. Bubbly and sweet. She will take care of you so take cafe of her as well. She's a little minx full of energy at the sack. You have to keep up with her energy. Luckily I was able to on round 2.

Thanks for the amazing time Doll! You rocked my world. Sorry I had to abruptly leave. My mind and body was needed elsewhere. Till our next tryst.

P.S.

I want to apologize. I wanted to tag the relevant persons in this post but the Uncle in me is not tech savvy. Peace.

FR of Kendra (TG: @Kendra_Smith18) (Reddit: u/kendra_smith18)  originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on August 15, 2026

I finally saw her face and now I'm a believer

Had to repost. Reddit removed due to title issue (maybe). Dunno. But I want to keep this for the record... for my future reading pleasures.

I guess by now you know I don't give a straight giveaway to who I was with. It's not to gatekeep but these FRs I make is for my own guilty pleasures. So read on if you want or not the choice is up to you.

So as the title suggest I spent a night (well technically an afternoon) with a lady that belongs to this family name. If that's not clue enough, read on and maybe you'll find out more.

So I've been stalking this girl's reddit and telegram account. Always posting photos of herself with all the right curves but never her face. She has a handful of Field Reports from fellow GM here and she's included on the best looking list of Service Providers. Her name pops up in this reddit sub quiet a lot. But there's more to her than those words. Seeing her in real life is like a dream come true.

I'm a southie. I rarely venture far north unless needed. When an opportunity arose that requires me to drive north, there was only one girl I wanted to see. So I reached out to her. I asked if she's free around lunch time and almost got turned down. She was asking for a later time slot. But my persistence won her over and agreed to meet earlier than she can. I sensed she was not a morning person. So as a true gentleman, I offered her if she wants anything. Coffee, tea and me. The me is given I'm just asking if she wants something else. She shoot back for a hot matcha green tea latte. Noted and added to my to do list.

Gents, it doesn't hurt to ask a girl if she wants anything to drink or eat. This gives the impression that you're not a douche bag just there for the fuck. That you're actually think about her wellbeing as well. It also helps breaks the ice if you're on the silent type.

The day of the meet, I arrived earlier than planned. 20 minutes earlier. Errands ended earlier than agreed upon. So I headed to her incall place along a known thoroughfare in Quezon City that sounds like mingming. I had a feeling she overslept. I decided to roam around the area and started thinking of back up plans. Told myself I won't go empty handed no matter what! But faith was on my side. She woke up and apologized for her delay. She asked for 15 mins to her to prep up and I can come up when she's ready.

I gave her the time she needed. I also needed to find a parking space. When she was ready, I crossed the street headed for her place.

My heart was racing with excitement when I pressed the elevator to the top floor of her flat. I roamed the hallway looking for her place. When I reached it, I knocked 3 times and I can here a little commotion inside as if she was making some arrangements.

The door opened and the first thing I saw was a beautiful girl wearing red lace dress night gown. A smile both in her lips and eyes. My jaw dropped all I can do was handed her matcha and said nothing. She opened the door more for me to enter. The second I crossed the doorway she gave me a hug and a pecked in the cheek.

I apologized to her since I was perspiring from the walk. She didn't mind. But I have a feeling she did this to check on me.

Side bar. See being a diligent boyscout, I had done some reading and research about her quirks. Hygiene matters to her. I believe this is a bare minimum us GM must reciprocate to our ladies.

As I entered her space, I can see how organized she is. The ambiance was homey, warm and welcoming. I am now inside a place sacred to her. I am now inside her domain.

I took off my shoes on the side. I was caught off guard, when she excused herself using the loo. A way to break the ice as I can see she's comfortable for me to see her pee.

She led me to a chair and asked to sit while my eyes roam her place. I guess she sensed what I was doing and she asked if I need anything. I asked for water to which she offered.

We talked for a few minutes. No dead air with any topic that pops up our minds. If I hadn't excused myself, we would have not ended our conversation. I asked if I can shower first.

She guided me to her bathroom and showed me what can I use to freshen up. She even offered me a towel to which I declined. I explained to her that I'm already invading your personal space, the least I can do is help you by bringing my own so you don't have to do the laundry after. How thoughtful of me right?

I came out all fresh and I see her setting the mood. She was preparing her Jazz Playlist. I'm more of an RNB type of guy but jazz works for me as well. There's just something about Jazz's slow build, improvisation that mimics the cadence of physical intimacy. She did choose the right playlist for what was about to come.

She asked me to lie down so we can start. She started stroking my shaft while her tongue works her magic on my nips. Oh her tongue gave my dick of what's to come. She has this playful thing she does that blown my mind. As my staff stiffens, she moved down south. She reveals her remarkable ample breasts and perky nips to me for the first time. Oh what was written is true. How I find my self admiring on them like I admire the stars in the night.

She performed her oratory with pleasure. She drooled on my tool while I reached for her breasts. She likes it when you play with her nipples. Gently rolling it on my fingers and squeezing them. Not too tight, not to light, just right just what she likes. Her breasts firm and perfect just the way I like. Not too small not too big. Perfect.

Side bar. On her rules, DATY is not included on the menu. And there's a reason why. Hygiene. If your mouth smells, don't expect to dine in.

Back to my story, I asked her politely if I can reciprocate. She was surprised that I would do it. I said yes, I would love too. We switched position and as she lay down, I get a better view of her. I moved my way to her breast first. Enjoy their firmness and perfection. Her skin flawless and smooth. An indication she really takes care of herself. I moved my lips lower and lower and when I reached her oysters. I asked if I can rub it as well. She nodded and said, "just the clit." I worked my own tongue skills on her and I saw she was enjoying it as much as I do. I knew she was not faking it when her moans and back arches the same time as I eat her out. Made me proud of myself for that.

She lifted my chin and handed me some wipes to clean my lips. She's so sterile not just to her home but to our deed as well, she has wipes nearby. It was time to start our main event.

She grabbed a little more wipes and wiped my tool, while I grabbed my condom on her bedside table. I thought we were done with the oratory but she gave me a second serving of her mic skills. Glad I was in control and didn't spill right then and there. She gives an amazing head.

She grabbed the rubber and wrapped it down my tool. Then she gently helped herself and guided me in her. So warm and so moist. Sarap! She rode me while I admire her face and her body. What a specimen she is.

Side bar gents. How can I describe her looks? She never posts her face even covered nor filtered. It's for her own privacy and security. It's not fair to compare but if you would ask me she looks like Ness Alpaca (the corporate tita in soc med). But she has her unique beauty in her own way. She's beautiful and would really turn heads when she walks by. She has this captivating smile that's so cute you will melt.

Ok back to it. As she enjoyed riding me, I can't help but stare at her beauty. How lucky am I sharing a bed with a goddess such as her. I can feel she was enjoying it too. She was wet as hell and came after sometime.

She's so thoughtful during the session asking me if I'm enjoying and what do I like. Feeling that's she got satisfied already, I asked if we can flip positions and let me drive.

I lay her down and spread her legs while I entered her. Gentle and following the natural cadence of the jazz playlist she has prepared. I watched my cock go in and out her moist oyster. I went my head closer to hers. I gently placed kisses from her shoulder, to her neck and then cheek. I paused to ask for what I want to do next. As I look to her lovely eyes, I asked if I can kiss her. She gave me a smile and playful smacks. The child in me smiled because I get to kiss such a lovely miss.

Side bar again, kissing is not on her menu. There's a reason why service providers avoid this. 1st is lack of hygiene. I mean will you kiss someone whose breath smells like ash tray? It's a turn off. 2nd intimacy. Being intimate with someone takes a toll on emotions. And kissing is an emotional connection deeper than sex itself. You can fuck without feelings but you cannot kiss without emotions. I guess our emotions running high during those time was the feeling of ease and joy. She do smiles a lot. She looks cute when she does.

Ok back to the story, I collected her legs and placed them on my shoulders. I thrust her more and more and as deep as I can all the while admiring her more and more.

I guess she noticed I was getting exhausted. She decided to pause and grabbed the mirror from the side. She placed it in front of her bed so we can watch the spectacle. That made the preceeding performance hotter than I expected.

She went on all fours and I entered her behind while we look at our reflections on the mirror. The view was spectacular. I looked at her ample thighs going in and out of my shaft then I will glance at her at the mirror. Looking in those jugs of her hanging and bouncing as I pounce on behind.

She asked if I want to try her lying down from behind. If I'm not mistaken, it's called the Flatiron position (just Google it gents). I love this position as this can be intimate when you take her from behind. We proceeded and I entered her once more from behind. I moved my head closer to hers once more. She looked back to me with those lovely eyes again. I reached in and gave her a kiss to her cheek but she reached in as well and offered her lips. I kept on pounding her while we kiss lightly. She smells lovely even while we were sweating already due to our session.

She asked that we switched again and she wants to be on top. She rode me again enjoying my tool. I felt her came. She was giggling saying she was so wet and she felt embarrassed because of it. I told her it's ok. It just means she's getting satisfied as well. I gave myself an imaginary pat on the back for making her come.

We've been at this for quiet some time now. I can sense she wanted to end. She offered that we finish with a hand job but I declined. I want to end with a bang.

I asked her let's do the doggy once more. I entered her once more from behind with the intent to end it there. I kept at it as she enjoyed it. She came once more. I felt her wetness on me as I kept on pounding. Her headboard was shaking already from my thrusting but I kept going until I exploded inside her grunting and reaching nirvana trying to catch my breath. What a session. What a performance. What an experience.

Miss Kardashian was professional although out. Making sure I was comfortable and enjoying myself. After care was impeccable. I pulled out my cock from her and she was the one who removed the rubber from it. Wrapping it to her handy wipes for disposal. Clean as you do. Clean as you go.

She asked me to lay beside her while she cuddle under my arms. Originally, I had settled for a 2P sessions for 90 minutes. But the 1P session we had was more than 1 hour. I still settled in full as what was agreed upon. It was worth it. We were catching our breathes when we were done.

It was truly a Girl Friend Experience. We fucked like we were in a relationship. Her words not mine. We didn't just had sex we made love. My words now.

She's a gem. A rare gem. She's selective with her clients. If she feels off on how you converse, you will be ignored. Gentle reminder from a Gentleman to fellow Gentlemen, be respectful and courteous. Learn to flirt in your messages. Hopefully, this catches her attention.

P.S.

Perfect ending on this write up. As I sit on a bar drinking my Old Fashioned, a familiar song played. I Was A Believer by Smash Mouth was playing with the lines: "And I saw her face and I'm a believer." Thanks for the amazing moment in time babe... till next time. You got a believer in me.

Edit: Since her reddit gets banned for some reason, I'm tagging her for posterity... You rock [u/kendra_smith18](https://www.reddit.com/u/kendra_smith18/s/U87Py3ggcw)

FR of Sugar Amari (TG: @babyamari) (Reddit: u/sugaramari) originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on August 13, 2026

Sugar Pop Bang Bang My Baby Shot Me Down

After a month of hiatus due to work, your old timer is back to fulfill his carnal debauchery.

As with my other write ups, I never disclose names to protect their privacy. There will be countless clues along this to help you navigate her identity.

And as a frustrated writer, this is me not writing a Field Report for a dame but my way to reminisce my dissoluteness.

I came across this babe thru my last walk. She said this girl was from the south where I hail and she has her own business. She showed me her pictures online and all I can say is that they were surreal which made me very curious of her.

Her post doesn't hide her identity maybe a hair change here and there. Barely no filters but one cannot deny thinking they were photoshopped due to her proportions. But what you see is what you'll get in person.

I booked her even while I was miles away due to work. Chatting online felt I was ease with her. She wasn't a snub or talk with an air of arrogance. Light and fun conversation with what to expect ahead. Weeks and days before our meet, I would leave messages and compliments on her posts from her channel. To my surprise, these were answered and sweetness of like a couple who's in a long distance relationship.

The day came of our meet. She's not a morning person but she made an effort to wake up earlier than she does to prepare for our day. She kept me posted when she was ready and she arrived on time as scheduled.

I was taken a back once I opened the door. She's stunning as hell. She was wearing a tight fitting dress where you can see the curves of her body. Her breast perky and perfectly round as her cleavage caught my attention. Her hips thicc and ample. Her waist so small you can wrap your hands around it. She looks like Heart Evangelista. I was the 7th person who mentioned this to her.

There was no dull moment nor dead air the moment she entered the room. Her bubbly personality makes the conversation light and flowing. I had to excuse myself and get ready because I was already excited to see her.

She started the deed by sucking on my right nips while she stroke my shaft making it to stand for the performance that was about to come. She shifted her position down to my pole and gave me one hell of a head. Holding hair back like a a true GM, her doughy eyes glancing to mine as if she's asking if I'm enjoying the view. Damn that was good head.

It's time to reciprocate. A Gentleman always ask. She obliged, lying down on her back while I went in to taste her perfect melons while my hands gently travel south as I ask for permission to rub her. Her sweet voice and doll eyes granting me to pleasure her.

I moved south gently kissing her body in admiration for her physique. Reaching her mound and asking her how she likes it she pointed to where she wanted. I dove in searching for that pearl while seeing pleasures on her angelic face. I slowly moved a finger to rub her walls gently. All the time asking her if it's ok if do. I can see her she wanted what I'm doing and I can feel the walls get moist for what comes after.

I politely asked where's the rubber. She stood up and reached for her stash. She brought her own as she's sensitive down there. I respect that. What a true professional.

I wore the latex on top of my tool while she dribble some lube around my shaft and her treasure trove. As I lay down she slowly moved on top of me guiding my tool to hers. Warm and moist. She rode me while I guide her with my hands around her waist. She loves to be on top and I can see why. She was in control as she grind me with pleasures on her eyes.

I was always curious about the love chairs I see inside some rooms. TBH, I had no experience on how to use it.

I politely asked if we can try it and the child in me beamed in joy when she said sure.

I asked her to stand behind the higher mound and use it for her support. I slid in behind her almost entering the wrong door to which I apologized. I stood behind her and thrust her while I looked at my image on the mirror. I felt like Patrick Bateman from American Psycho. Fantasy unlocked. While I did enjoy my performance, I saw that she was on her toes while standing. I felt it's time to change. So I asked her if she could ride me while I sit on the love chair.

I moved the chair in front of the mirror so she can also enjoy the show. She rode me top again as she ground and pound me while looking at her own image. What a view. What a performance.

During all this time that she was in control, I always made sure she's comfortable and ask her if she's tired. Sensing she might be exhausted, I asked her to move back to the bed. I asked her to lie down while I take control to end the first round trembling and a loud grunt as I ended catching my breath.

After the first tryst, I took my time to recover as we chatted some more about life and it's meaning. Conversations with Service Providers are one of the things I enjoy beside the pleasure. Sharing experiences and a glimpse of another life is one thing I cherish as an empath.

As I recover for the second round, she grabbed my tool and gently rubbed it for another performance. Looking at her while she gives me head with those eyes are what I won't forget and what I will be looking for again and again in the future.

Wanting her, I asked that we switched as I do my repertoire once more. Yum and clean as I dove back in.

But all good things have to come to an end. Arriving earlier than her took a toll on me when the phone rang reminding me I had already been 3 hours inside the room. Checking the time, we technically still had 45 minutes according to babe. I asked for an extension from the front desk. But the damage has been done. It ruined my momentum. I politely asked if we can continue with the second round and she obliged with no issues. Long story short, I ended the 2nd round early to which she laughed and said usually it's on the first round that men finished early but I was weirdo for finishing quicker on the 2nd round.

No harm there but I learned my lesson henceforth to check the time and avoid unnecessary distractions. Extend before continuing old timer. Extend.

Ok wrapping up now. I guess you dirty little bastards are rock hard after reading what I wrote. To cut short, we cleaned up and drove her home. Yes I know where she lives now. NO I will not share nor answer any queries.

Everyone is unique in their own way. Meeting this gal is surreal and a blessing. She's like a true to life barbie doll. She can join a talent agency and be big but she choose the simple and quiet life away from the noise and limelight where she can belong with her looks. She's a kind soul and I'm grateful that I had crossed path with her on my life's own journey.

She's truly remarkable.

FR of Maki (TG: @ohmakibaev2) (Reddit: u/OhMakiBae)  originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on June 6, 2026

Oh my Oh my I walked again

I love spontaneity. It gives life a little zest and excitement. It makes me feel alive. Thanks to a sudden cancelation of a beau, I was able to spend time with what I thought will be a TOTGA after she turned me down.

Ok story time children. Back in May 2026, I reached out to this Bae. One of her request was a screenshot of my past walk(s). If you're following my story, I recently came out of retirement. So I told her that I don't have since I was discreet and erased any records. Her reply, a hard capital PASS. To be honest, I felt disappointed by the rejection for that reason but I didn't take it like a bitch. It was her rules. I felt a little gloom because I'm missing a chance at her. She looked to me like a Kylie Padilla with shades on her profile.

Now going back to what transpired today. My scheduled boo canceled due to an emergency. I accepted that we reschedule on a later date later this end of the month. But my cock has already been throbbing the whole day and I need to poke the bear. Oh and behold a unicorn popped in the TDF channel. The TOTGA that rejected me from the previous month.

Of course being a resourceful boy scout, I have a back up TG account. I slid back to her DMs and asked for her rates and availability. It was a long shot. But as Michael Jordan said, "You miss the shots that you didn't take." Boom. I got her standard screening question. Send Pass Walk. So I send her my last one with Rainbow. Gentlemen, if you're not aware Android Phones have a dual messenger / telegram option. Use it. Don't be a dumbass. Don't make the same lame excuse I made by saying I'm discreet. That ain't gonna work. There's a reason why some ladies ask for this. This is for their security and their safety. Even if you have the dough, ladies set their standards as well for their own good. Let's respect that.

I guess the stars aligned today for me. She accepted my very short notice. How short? 1 hour. Now that's ease of booking for the books. I had 1 hour to reach our agreed meet up. I had to channel my inner Max Verstappen on SLEX and C5 to reach the destination. What surprised me was her initiative and thoughtfulness. She even offered to book the room if she arrived earlier. Thank the racing gods and like a true Gentleman, I arrived the locale without any issues and even before her.

It's always a mystery and a thrill to meet a person for the first time. In this industry we rely on what we see in the screens to make an assessment of a Gentleman's preference. This will the first time I will be meeting this Bae and I already have high expectations with what I've seen online. Oh and behold, she didn't disappoint.

When the doorbell rang, I opened the door filled with excitement and giggle of a high school boy. She came in gave me a peck on the cheek and a small hug. I was caught off guard for such a welcoming gesture to start off what an amazing 3 hours and then some. I felt close to her even though this is our first meet.

During the first few minutes of an encounter, you cannot help but to feel timid with one another. Yet she made me feel comfortable around her in the room. Small talks are essential in this field. It builds rapport and reassurance amongst both parties. This is the reason why I went out of retirement. It's not about the carnal desire of sex for pleasure for me but something more. Years of retirement has made me longed for connection. Her handbill states she values companionship before intimacy. This is crucial in the experience. Build this Gents with every encounter. We were gauging one another for compatibility before the deed. It was a slow build but worth the wait. She made me feel that we've known each other. She even said that we had met before. But a gentleman will never forget a moment with her.

I can't help but stare at her during our time together. She resembles pre-Darna Angel Locsin on certain lights of the room. It's not the first time she heard it but still one cannot leave that unsaid after spending time with her.

The deed I will keep with myself. A gentleman never tells. But Oh how amazing she is. She's beauty and brains (she even showed me her Grade Point Average in school). She has a certain set of oratory skills that would raise the flag when the wind blows. Plus a gyroscopic thrust that can launch any rocket to orbit. I'm still rock hard while I write this reminiscing the time we spent with each other. There will definitely a second encounter once the stars aligned again for both of us.

More than the deed what I valued with my time with her are the conversations and connection we shared. She's very comfortable to be with. She creates an atmosphere of a feeling that you've known each other.

Again, I will not share her handle. I've given enough clues in the write up. This is not an FR per se but more for my reminiscence. If you've been with her, you know it's her. If not, sorry your missing something in this life like I was. This girl is a unicorn, a blue moon wayfarer. It's rare that you see her post on the TDF channel but she's there. If you happen to encounter her, take care of her and she'll reciprocate in return.

P.S.

I can still smell her perfume on my hands while making this write up. Oh she's truly a Bae!

FR of Aleli (TG: @aleli17xx) (Reddit: u/Aleliii17) originally written on BTD Sub Reddit u/MajorDepressive (aka ahkmad on MTC) on May 21, 2026

Why do I walk (again)?

First of all I want to thank the MODS of this subreddit. I'm fairly new to reddit and stumbled upon this magnificent rabbit hole. Thank you for giving safe haven to these ladies and GMs.

I've been a moonlighting connoisseur in this industry since 2006 back before TG or Reddit (AFAIK) were a thing. MTC was my go to back then and still one of the best resource to scout in my opinion. To every MPs of the metro, to spakols and even the red light districts in Europe and Asia, I was there. But due to life choices I had to retire / quit / resign / step down / bow out of the game.

For almost 20 years I tamed my demons. Fought them badly but time doesn't make it better. It only has made me hungrier. An appetite that only an Aphrodite can quench.

After lurking in this subreddit, scouring notes and reviews I found a treasure. A gem. A keeper of keys. My reason to walk once more.

I will not get bogged down in the specifics but I would say all the FRs you read about her here and even in MTC are true. Her reputation precedes her name from my perspective. Efficient, Punctual, Personal, and a true Professional of her field.

After returning to the bandwagon and experienced being catfished, our recent encounter showed me what a walk standard should be. Her experience both in the field and in life reflects on her in a good way that I can say that I'm proud to have a chance to be with her even in those 3 short hours.

The way she talks with no filter and no brakes will knock senses to anyone listening to her. Hard cold true nonsense facts.

Her standards has set the bar and all other PSP should consider.

Definitely not a catfish but she does have a lot of cats! She has little to almost no filter when she shares herself online. Her face card and vitals were true to her facts. What you see is what you will get. I even questioned her during our session why are you not leaving anything to our imagination. To which she says she doesn't believe in false advertising.

Ladies beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Each man has his own standard of beauty. The most you can do is be confident in your own gifts. Learn to use your gifts to your advantage.

2) Punctuality. Like the Shinkansen that arrives on the dot. Precision and efficiency in motion defined. She arrives earlier than the dot and departs at the exact time as agreed. Timed no more no less. I bow to her for her dedication to time.

3) She place the Personal for Personal Service Provider. She shares and listens to you. This for me is more intimate than the sexual act we shared. As she said, the bond we shared within the confines of the room defines us during those 180 minutes. Outside that door is the real us. The true her and the true me. What she said left a deep impression in me. A personal connection during those 10,800 seconds bounded by the four corners of the bed.

4) Rules. She has set the rules beforehand. I agreed to those rules even before she entered the room. She maintained her rules all thru out our time. Even though we ravaged the sheets like animals, it's the presence of those rules that separated us men from animals.

If you reach this part, thank you for bearing with me. Gentlemen I leave this section for you. These are just a few reminders for you as well.

Rules. Respect the rules set forth to you. Do not haggle. Do not bend. This is not just a business transaction but for me a walk is a journey of discovery, exploration and a temporary escape from reality. You can't afford her then don't bargain. It makes you less than of man when you're begging. A true gentleman doesn't squabble but grabs the bulls by the horns knowing he can handle her.

Respect. Respect begets respect. They are not meat in the market. They bleed, they sweat, they tear, they bruise. PSPs provide us more than just a release of our sexual desires. Some are there to listen to your qualms. When you find one, treasure her. Treat her what a princess of her stature should be treated and she'll make sure you're treated like a king that you need to be.

Regimen. Merriam Webster dictionary defines regimen as a systematic plan or set of rules designed to improve or maintain health, such as a specific diet, exercise program, or medical treatment. Men if you have the means to afford her but your hygiene doesn't meet her standards, use those means to focus and work on yourself first. That's an investment that pays dividends in the long run. There's no greater turn on for a woman than a man who is confidently working on himself.

If you're still reading this, I want to apologize for falsely saying this is a Field Report. I know that the only reason you're reading this is because you're a dirty rascal looking for the steamy and raunchy details of sexual encounter. I will not share them to protect her more than sharing my sexual conquest of her. It's not because I'm selfish but a true gentleman never spill the beans.

P.S.

Don't ask me what's her handle or who she is. I've given enough clues in the write up above. I will not respond to any comment or DM asking for this detail. She never asks for an FR. I'm writing this for my own reminisce. Do your part and research. Discover those gems and treasure them to heart.

Babe if you're reading this, I'm not worthy in your presence but I am humbled knowing I have crossed path with some like you. Stay safe. Stay Frosty. Cyaa laterrr