*This post contains material of a sexual nature. If you do not wish to be stimulated and find words such as pussy, dick, fuck, suck, ram, pearl jam, dirty Sanchez, and cream pie offensive, then please read no further. I offer no apologies as this is a 100% true story! For those of you, who figure out who I am writing about, please refrain from exposing their identities therefore aiding in my efforts to protect the guilty.
So there is bit of a predicament at hand here. A buddy of mine, lets call him Gonzo, and its not B so don’t harass him. Gonzo is just a cool name I use for situations like this. Will this is the first time a situation like “this” has arisen and I want to use the name Gonzo. I sometimes think of naming my kid Gonzo. Anyways, so Gonzo has been flirting with this chick he meets at the bar for almost a year now. They do not meet that often but when they do there is always some sizzling eye contact and there has been some intimate physical contact, although lasting only momentarily. Such as butt pinching, or even the quick wet kiss on the crowded dance floor. It is clear that Gonzo is keen on this chick and she seems to fancy him a bit too, in a totally sexual way of course. But here is the hitch, she’s married. She sometimes comes to the bar with her husband and Gonzo has met him as well. They are a cool couple and from what I have seen and heard, they swing. This probably compliments Gonzo’s attraction for the woman as he is a bit of kink master himself. They have joked about hooking up but nothing really got steamy until the other night.
She showed up that the bar the other night without her husband, wearing the tightest jeans you could imagine, which showed off her perky ass, and a low cut loose chiffon blouse. How do I know it was chiffon? I am Sindhi yaar, 100% poly viscose! So Gonzo and I and a few other friends were leaning against the bar when she rolled up and gave us all the obligatory kiss the air on each cheek. Except for Gonzo, whom she planted what looked to be a wet one on the corner of his lips. Now I aint no perv so I did not sit and stare but this things don’t usually slip by me. I also caught her grabbing a pinch of his butt. It wasn’t long before G moved away from where we were sitting as got amerced in some mysterious conversation with his lady at the other end of the bar. At this point all I really knew was that he and here were getting pretty cozy. There were times when they were holding hands on the counter top and other times when their hands would disappear under. I spent the next hour chillin with my buddies and did not really give much thought o what big G was up to. I mean, everybody gotta have their own game plan.
When he came back to sit with us I noticed a thin film of sweat on his forehead. Not to be confused with beaded sweat. I asked him what was up and he told me that the “husband” was busy at a late meeting and Gonzo had just received an indecent proposal. He had been offered sex and I quote, “no strings attached”. Here in lies the dilemma. I consider myself to be a man of some moral standing, just some, and Gonzo, well, although it seems he aspires to be more like Lucifer than Jesus, there are some lines the can not cross. And I was beginning to think this might be one of them. The boy looked seriously perturbed. I inquired further as to what the deal was. He informed me that he was offered to sleep with this voluptuous lady only if her husband could watch!! WHOAAA!! That’s not cool cuz. I got off my stool right then and asked, “You said no right?”. “Hell yeah” he said. “So now what bro”? “Well she said she still wants to get down but it would have to be behind his back”. This is a serious moral issue. Now the lady is married, they do swing within their own set of ground rules (it is important for swinging couples to play by their rules in order for the game to work), you know the hubby but he isn’t your mate, and the chick is just FIT. Not to mention kinky. He was telling me the stuff she had been whispering into his ear over the last hour while sticking her tongue in there, and dude, it made ME blush. Now I aint no porn star but I have seen my fair share of porn flicks, although not near as many and Surri and Smalz. This girl was talking about matter I hadn’t even seen on these movies and had only just read about in sketchy publications like Hustler. Not even Playboy would showcase this stuff. And trust me, I honestly, from the bottom of my heart (and other places), believe that this is a really good thing. Not enough Indonesian girls that I have met are in touch with their sexual desires. It is always a turn on to be with a partner who knows what they want and more importantly are open to try new things. I think Far Eastern women have been repressed for so long that if they don’t get out soon they will just become overly kinky, like the Japanese. And that stuff can just get freaky at times. There is a thin line between fun and just plain gross but this girl was taking Gonzo for a walk on the wild side where everything was still “SWEEEEET”.
So is it okay if Gonzo to indulges in this confrontation for the sake of knowledge? Not many people get a chance to experience something like this and some might consider it a chance not worth letting go of. Gad damn it, finally something is happening that you can write to Brother Hugh about. Worst case, the husband could find out and there might be some falling out but I doubt the scene would get too ugly. No blood would be drawn and no penises would be cut off. But as many of us have also experienced, if they have too much fun then strings might suddenly be formed and I for one know that Gonzo would never want to be a home wrecker because he has serious value for family. The man asked my advice and I did not know what to tell him. But what I did say was, “Go with the flow benchot! Just see where the night takes you!” And as the words slurred out of my drunken head, Gonzo returned to the foxy mama in the corner where he spent the rest of the night having a good, relatively clean time. Sorry, fella’s I cant go into the details but I can tell you that he was pretty blue balled the next day. He opted to just have a good time and not take things too far.
Do you think that it’s wrong; he feels he did not cross “the line” by sticking it in her? Even though they were all over each other kissing, touching, feeling, licking, and whispering wild fantasies into each others ears? He has been invited to join her this weekend. Should he go? I don’t know what to tell the man. I can say that Gonzo is not an ugly man but he aint no Johnny Depp neither. Women don’t come up to brothers like us in bars and offer to do such amazing things to us, for free at that. So maybe he should just put all reservations aside and believe that maybe there IS a GOD and this is his sign. Things might be looking up him. Maybe there is some revolution about to take place where all hot and sexy women will suddenly fall for the middle man and the wheel will only begin to roll after Gonzo consummates this first offering. Maybe that bastard up there has finally heard the prayers of the millions of Average Joes out there looking to experience true lust! Do it you bastard. DO IT!!! For all the lalu’s like me you know!!!
And to the fella’s, if you were hoping for some steamy sex stories then go to a porn site!!! This aint that kind of place. You might want to check out The Hustler Diaries for your thrills, Far East style. It’s a good laugh.