Korean Koolaid
Confessions of a whoremonger.
I am Writing this story as a mini-series. There is quite a bit to tell of the year that I was in Korea.
Although I may refer to the girls in this story as young, I assure you that they were all over eighteen at the time these events occurred.
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CHAPTER 3 - In which I learn the secret meaning of having a shower.
I was on my knees. A Korean girl was on all fours and I was looking at a small, tight ass. My dick was being hugged by the girls dark pussy lips. I watched as I slowly pushed my cock into her wet pussy, watching it disappear as she thrust back to drive my hard cock into her harder. My dick glistened with her wetness. I watched her juice drip down to the mat as we fucked. Koreans sure seemed to have wet pussies, and I was starting to breath hard as I neared an orgasm.
I didn't want to cum too soon, so I pulled my wet cock out of her tight, warm cunt. The girl turned to look at me, her dark eyes questioning. She turned to lick the head of my penis and I watched her sexy eyes as I slowly pushed into her inviting mouth. Her eyes told me she was smiling as she caressed my balls and took my hard-on to the back of her mouth. She moved until only the head of my dick was in her mouth, her lips tight around the crown. She went to work with her tongue, licking the head of my cock and I thought I would pass-out. God, she was good. Her tongue flicked the tip, and then she would suction her mouth down to my balls. I felt the end of my cock hitting the back of her throat and it wasn't long until I was thrusting and moaning. I filled her mouth with cum in no time.
She tried to swallow all of my cum, but I watched as part of it trickled out of her mouth around my dick. That was such a lovely site I wanted to stay like that forever.
The morning came too soon. I had spent another night in town and I reached my bunk not long before sun up. I slept until the sun made it's way to my bunk, and then some.
No beer was waiting for me that morning. It took me a few minutes to realize where I was. I slowly sat up. My mouth was dry, and the familiar headache made me realize that I was still alive.
I stood and heard the sounds of Sam and Tom coming from the area that we called the dining/living area. As I passed the wall of lockers I saw them both sitting at the table.
Sam was getting his things ready to leave, even though he was two weeks away from getting out of Korea. To say he was anxious to have his year long tour over was an understatement. He was more than happy to stay at the site while Sam and I spent the nights whoring around the town. I think he wanted to be sure that he didn't catch anything from one of the whores that he might take home, but it didn't matter. I was glad that he was happy to let Sam and I stay in town instead of on that boring site.
I joined them at the table, trying to open my light sensitive eyes.
"Shouldn't we give Tom a proper send-off?" Sam asked me.
"I don't know."
"This fucker has been here for a year, and I think we are gonna give a kick-ass going away party for him." Sam explained.
"Damn good idea." I answered.
"I think I need to give him a send off from town, but that means that you'll stay here."
I hadn't thought of that. In fact, I hadn't thought of what we were going to do when he was gone and we had to take turns staying at the site.
"Okay. No problem." I heard myself say as I got up to look for aspirins.
"I don't want no party." Came Tom's southern drawl. "I'm going home and I'll have all I need then."
I knew Sam wasn't going to take no for an answer, I had been here long enough to know that he thought things had to be his way.
I swallowed four aspirin with the help of a beer and headed back to my bunk. The phone rang as I reached my bunk. It was the gate guard. Someone was wanting to get inside the site and the gate guard was calling to let us decide if he should let whomever it was inside.
Sam looked outside and walked to the front door. "Jennie." He said as he reached the door. Even though she visited often and the guard all knew her, they obeyed the rules and called us just like they would for anyone who wanted inside. That was a real blessing for us. If it wasn't for the early warning we would have been in trouble on that site. But that is for later.
I was laying in my bunk, shielding my eyes when Jennie and Sam walked through the site to the dining area.
"Hello sexy." Jennie said to me as she passed.
"Uggg." I mumbled and lifted my hand in greeting as they walked past my bunk. How I wished that Jennie would have slid in my bunk next to me. I dozed and thought of her with my cock in her mouth. She was on top of me in no time and was sliding my dick inside her wet pussy when I was startled awake by the sound of pots and pans. I knew that must be Jennie because us guys did not cook that often, and we usually got treated to a good meal when Jennie was there.
After a good lunch of Ohm rice, and a good-bye kiss for Jennie, Sam and I headed to Seoul in the trusty pickup to pick up mail and visit the commissary at Yongsan. Yongsan was the main army base in Seoul where I had gone through in-processing.
We left the truck on the army base in Soul and Sam took me into town to show me the ropes. We made our way to Itaewon and the smell of meat cooking on the street filled my nostrils as we walked through the crowds. The sounds of the crowd enhanced the smells that day, and I knew that I was in a place that most people never see. I had to stop and sample some type of meat that was hanging on one of the poles of an outdoor vendor. It was skewered on a stick and I immediately thought it was chicken.
"Do you want to know what that is?" Sam asked as I took my first bite of the grilled meat.
"No thanks." I mumbled as I chewed. It was actually good and I was afraid to know what it might have been.
I was enjoying the sites along the busy street when a Korean woman walked up to me. She looked like she looked about 70 years old, and had aged badly. I was expecting her to beg for money when she approached me.
"Oral sex." Was all that she said.
I was surprised and must have had a dazed look on my face, so she repeated it.
Sam saw my puzzled look and started laughing. We walked away from the 'oral sex' lady, as I began to refer to her.
"Sam, why the hell would anyone want a blowjob from a 70 year old woman that looks like her?"
Sam laughed even harder. "It's not her that gives blowjobs." He answered. "It's the girls inside. She just gets business for them."