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Note that this is about Manami from Nasty Dolls, not Tokyo Melty Kiss. Also, I don't think she's trying to cash in on TMK Manami's name recognition; Manami is not an unusual Japanese girl's name.
After my underwhelming experience last time, I decided to make another appointment before I left Japan because, dammit, I wanted to have at least one such good time while I was still here. My next chance to come here won't be till sometime in 2011.
So I made an appointment with Arisa from AM. After my last encounter, you'd think I'd avoid an unknown quantity, but then I do lots of foolish things.
Anyway, I had never been to a love hotel before, and it was one of those things I had to check out for myself before leaving Japan, so I asked to meet her at the Starbucks outside Love Hotel Hill at 8 PM. Well, I stood outside in front of the Starbucks at Hachiko Crossing until 8:30 PM and Arisa never showed, at least as far as I could tell; good luck trying to find a short Japanese girl with long brown hair in Shibuya when you aren't even sure what she really looks like!
I provided AM with a detailed description of my appearance down to exactly what I was wearing and I was the only fool standing right in front of the Starbucks for so long, so this shouldn't have been an issue. When I called AM, they told me Arisa couldn't find me and had left, and then told me I'd have to pay them a 3000 yen "cancellation fee" if I wanted to use their service again. Not cool at all.
So I went back to my hotel room kinda bummed out. It wasn't the end of the world or anything, I was just disappointed that my trip, at least that aspect of it, would end on such a low note. The girls AM still had available were of no interest to me, and having to pay them for wasting my limited time in Japan was a bitter pill.
So it was then that my buddy suggested to me that I give Nasty Dolls a call. I had emailed them twice a few weeks back and never gotten a response, and others here have reported that they've been very bad about answering emails and phone calls lately. But what did I have to lose?
So I gave them a call and, surprise surprise, they answered! And not only did they answer, but they had a whole list of available girls, all from the website! None of the unlisted girls that others have mentioned. I was able
to secure an appointment with Manami for the next day. Manami had caught my eye ever since I had seen her pics, so this really had me stoked, being able to get my first choice.
So back to the same waiting spot in front of Starbucks the next day! As I stood there and the appointed time approached, I noticed this lovely, petite little thing also waiting for someone and I thought "Is that her? Nah,
no way that could be her. The universe isn't that just." It looked like she just came from her day job, as she was wearing a white buttoned shirt and skirt that you often see businesswomen/OLs wearing. I don't know about you guys, but that really does it for me. That and Japanese women in uniforms (airline employees, hotel staff, etc).
She had long black hair and a cute-hot type of face; she looked like she could've starred in a (good) J porn. Not trashy at all; she had the look of the conservative type who's secretly a demon in the sack... which proved to be 100% true!
After a couple of minutes, she approached me and asked if I was [NAME]... holy shit! I must have been an absolute saint in a previous life to deserve this!
Unlike Yui, not once during our entire time together was there an awkward moment. From our first meeting to when we finally parted ways, she was cheerful and friendly and excited at being there with me. I didn't feel like I was meeting someone from an escort agency; it was like meeting a lover again after a long separation.
I think one reason for that was that I got the definite impression she was "into me" into me. Now, it may just be that she's just that good at her job, but given what a cynical, cold-hearted bastard I am, if it was just her selling that illusion, then she sold it so well that she fooled even me. More on that in a bit.
So we made our way up to Love Hotel Hill. I let her choose the hotel since I'd never been here before. We got in the room and before we even got undressed we were already making out. After a bit of that, we undressed it was off to bathe together, which is always an enjoyable experience. Her body is as smoking hot as the website makes it out to be. Everything was in perfect proportion to everything else. I'm not 100% sure if her boobs were real; they certainly looked and felt real. If they weren't, then her surgeon does excellent work.
We got into bed and, except for two brief lulls in the middle and at the very end of the two hours during which we chatted and cuddled, it was continuous action and multiple tank drainage with plenty of foreplay in-between. This is a girl who gives and gives and can take and take. Great oral work, and genuinely enjoys sex. None of those fake moaning sounds I mentioned in my previous review. This was a girl in the throes of ecstasy.
She's completely shaved down there except a bit of stubble up top. When I returned the oral favor, the sheets were completely soaked.
Regarding our chats... well, I won't divulge personal details about her, but yes I do think she actually liked me, and given what I learned about her, she could have been the perfect woman for me. Had we met under different circumstances, in another life, I would've gone out with her in a heartbeat. When she asked me if I had a girlfriend, I (honestly) answered that I broke up with my last one 10 years ago and was so embittered by the experience that I'd had no interest in getting myself involved in a relationship again. The look she gave me at that moment... well, if we weren't already naked, I swear her panties would've melted off.
She's pretty fluent in English, so no communication problems at all. We switched back and forth between English and Japanese when we chatted and was further amazed that I could also speak Chinese fluently. You could say she was impressed by my multilingual and cunnilingual skills! Yeah yeah, that was bad... lol
She told me what I knew more about Japanese history than most Japanese, and given my looks, personality, and alleged smarts, I'd be the kind of guy that Japanese girls fight over. You can't buy that kind of ego boost...
When we left the hotel, she stopped and said she needed to contact her agency. I mistook her meaning and thought she was saying good-bye, so I said farewell and made my way back to Hachiko Crossing.
About 30 seconds later, something suddenly attached itself to my arm. It was Manami, wanting to walk with me back to the station. She had to remain in Shibuya to meet with her agency, and seemed genuinely saddened that I had to go. So was I, but I had somewhere else I needed to be or I would've gladly escorted her to wherever she needed to go. My last words to her might have been lost to the crowds as we parted, but I tried to tell her that I'd be back as soon as I could, and I would definitely look her up again.
Sorry, that was rather long-winded, but I never expected to have such a good time with anyone. If you actually read the whole thing, then I thank you for your patience and good humor. It was an amazing experience that I won't soon forget, and I felt I needed to share it with someone, and it's not really something I'd share with family and friends lol As far as I'm concerned, AM is dead to me!
One final note: I did feel a little awkward as we left the hotel, but that wasn't Manami's fault. I just felt awkward at the stares I thought I would have to endure on the way out. But it turned out to be unwarranted. No one even gave us a second look as we left. Manami told me there are a lot of sex-oriented services in the area and seeing people go in and out of love hotels is old hat.
I love this country!
I hope you guys like text!
Note that this is about Manami from Nasty Dolls, not Tokyo Melty Kiss. Also, I don't think she's trying to cash in on TMK Manami's name recognition; Manami is not an unusual Japanese girl's name.
After my underwhelming experience last time, I decided to make another appointment before I left Japan because, dammit, I wanted to have at least one such good time while I was still here. My next chance to come here won't be till sometime in 2011.
So I made an appointment with Arisa from AM. After my last encounter, you'd think I'd avoid an unknown quantity, but then I do lots of foolish things.
Anyway, I had never been to a love hotel before, and it was one of those things I had to check out for myself before leaving Japan, so I asked to meet her at the Starbucks outside Love Hotel Hill at 8 PM. Well, I stood outside in front of the Starbucks at Hachiko Crossing until 8:30 PM and Arisa never showed, at least as far as I could tell; good luck trying to find a short Japanese girl with long brown hair in Shibuya when you aren't even sure what she really looks like!
I provided AM with a detailed description of my appearance down to exactly what I was wearing and I was the only fool standing right in front of the Starbucks for so long, so this shouldn't have been an issue. When I called AM, they told me Arisa couldn't find me and had left, and then told me I'd have to pay them a 3000 yen "cancellation fee" if I wanted to use their service again. Not cool at all.
So I went back to my hotel room kinda bummed out. It wasn't the end of the world or anything, I was just disappointed that my trip, at least that aspect of it, would end on such a low note. The girls AM still had available were of no interest to me, and having to pay them for wasting my limited time in Japan was a bitter pill.
So it was then that my buddy suggested to me that I give Nasty Dolls a call. I had emailed them twice a few weeks back and never gotten a response, and others here have reported that they've been very bad about answering emails and phone calls lately. But what did I have to lose?
So I gave them a call and, surprise surprise, they answered! And not only did they answer, but they had a whole list of available girls, all from the website! None of the unlisted girls that others have mentioned. I was able
to secure an appointment with Manami for the next day. Manami had caught my eye ever since I had seen her pics, so this really had me stoked, being able to get my first choice.
So back to the same waiting spot in front of Starbucks the next day! As I stood there and the appointed time approached, I noticed this lovely, petite little thing also waiting for someone and I thought "Is that her? Nah,
no way that could be her. The universe isn't that just." It looked like she just came from her day job, as she was wearing a white buttoned shirt and skirt that you often see businesswomen/OLs wearing. I don't know about you guys, but that really does it for me. That and Japanese women in uniforms (airline employees, hotel staff, etc).
She had long black hair and a cute-hot type of face; she looked like she could've starred in a (good) J porn. Not trashy at all; she had the look of the conservative type who's secretly a demon in the sack... which proved to be 100% true!
After a couple of minutes, she approached me and asked if I was [NAME]... holy shit! I must have been an absolute saint in a previous life to deserve this!
Unlike Yui, not once during our entire time together was there an awkward moment. From our first meeting to when we finally parted ways, she was cheerful and friendly and excited at being there with me. I didn't feel like I was meeting someone from an escort agency; it was like meeting a lover again after a long separation.
I think one reason for that was that I got the definite impression she was "into me" into me. Now, it may just be that she's just that good at her job, but given what a cynical, cold-hearted bastard I am, if it was just her selling that illusion, then she sold it so well that she fooled even me. More on that in a bit.
So we made our way up to Love Hotel Hill. I let her choose the hotel since I'd never been here before. We got in the room and before we even got undressed we were already making out. After a bit of that, we undressed it was off to bathe together, which is always an enjoyable experience. Her body is as smoking hot as the website makes it out to be. Everything was in perfect proportion to everything else. I'm not 100% sure if her boobs were real; they certainly looked and felt real. If they weren't, then her surgeon does excellent work.
We got into bed and, except for two brief lulls in the middle and at the very end of the two hours during which we chatted and cuddled, it was continuous action and multiple tank drainage with plenty of foreplay in-between. This is a girl who gives and gives and can take and take. Great oral work, and genuinely enjoys sex. None of those fake moaning sounds I mentioned in my previous review. This was a girl in the throes of ecstasy.
She's completely shaved down there except a bit of stubble up top. When I returned the oral favor, the sheets were completely soaked.
Regarding our chats... well, I won't divulge personal details about her, but yes I do think she actually liked me, and given what I learned about her, she could have been the perfect woman for me. Had we met under different circumstances, in another life, I would've gone out with her in a heartbeat. When she asked me if I had a girlfriend, I (honestly) answered that I broke up with my last one 10 years ago and was so embittered by the experience that I'd had no interest in getting myself involved in a relationship again. The look she gave me at that moment... well, if we weren't already naked, I swear her panties would've melted off.
She's pretty fluent in English, so no communication problems at all. We switched back and forth between English and Japanese when we chatted and was further amazed that I could also speak Chinese fluently. You could say she was impressed by my multilingual and cunnilingual skills! Yeah yeah, that was bad... lol
She told me what I knew more about Japanese history than most Japanese, and given my looks, personality, and alleged smarts, I'd be the kind of guy that Japanese girls fight over. You can't buy that kind of ego boost...
When we left the hotel, she stopped and said she needed to contact her agency. I mistook her meaning and thought she was saying good-bye, so I said farewell and made my way back to Hachiko Crossing.
About 30 seconds later, something suddenly attached itself to my arm. It was Manami, wanting to walk with me back to the station. She had to remain in Shibuya to meet with her agency, and seemed genuinely saddened that I had to go. So was I, but I had somewhere else I needed to be or I would've gladly escorted her to wherever she needed to go. My last words to her might have been lost to the crowds as we parted, but I tried to tell her that I'd be back as soon as I could, and I would definitely look her up again.
Sorry, that was rather long-winded, but I never expected to have such a good time with anyone. If you actually read the whole thing, then I thank you for your patience and good humor. It was an amazing experience that I won't soon forget, and I felt I needed to share it with someone, and it's not really something I'd share with family and friends lol As far as I'm concerned, AM is dead to me!
One final note: I did feel a little awkward as we left the hotel, but that wasn't Manami's fault. I just felt awkward at the stares I thought I would have to endure on the way out. But it turned out to be unwarranted. No one even gave us a second look as we left. Manami told me there are a lot of sex-oriented services in the area and seeing people go in and out of love hotels is old hat.
I love this country!