The best soapy massage in Thailand I ever had was at Poseidon in Bangkok. The place felt like a luxury hotel — marble floors, dim lighting, and a lineup that could pass for beauty queens. I chose a tall stunner named Ice, who took me upstairs to a private room with a glass shower and full-sized mattress on the floor. She undressed me slowly, lathered my body in warm, foamy soap, and used every part of her body to slide against mine. Her technique was hypnotic — it felt like slow-motion sex without penetration. When we finally got to the full service part, I was already on cloud nine. It was sensual, erotic, and surprisingly emotional.

Mine happened in Pattaya at Honey 2. The girl’s name was Fai — short, curvy, and incredibly bubbly. She guided me into a clean, air-conditioned room with a massive bathtub and started the session with soft kisses and a playful laugh. The soapy part was wild — she straddled me and slid up and down like a human slip-and-slide, giggling the whole time. But what made it the best was the chemistry — it felt like we were both enjoying it. The oil massage after the soapy part was just the cherry on top. I walked out glowing, grinning, and already planning my next visit.

Hands down, the best soapy I ever had was at Poseidon in Bangkok. Picked a girl named Fon—petite, stunning, with that perfect mix of naughty and sweet. The room was spotless, jacuzzi already running, soft music in the background. What made it insane was her attitude—playful, sensual, and totally in control. The bath part was like foreplay with bubbles, her body sliding all over mine, not rushed at all. Then we moved to the bed, and it felt like she actually enjoyed it. Total GFE vibes.

Pricey? Yeah—around 3,500 baht plus tip. Worth it? Every single baht. Nothing mechanical, no eye on the clock, just pure erotic bliss. I've had plenty since then, but nothing topped that one.

Had one in Bangkok at a mid-range soapy joint near Ratchada—not the fanciest place, but the girl? Unreal. Tall, curvy, skin like silk. She started with a full body slide, her soapy tits gliding over every inch of me. No rush, lots of eye contact, and when she whispered “you ready?”—I already was. She rode slow, deep, and finished with a warm towel and kiss on the chest. Pure magic.