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Last night, I swallowed my first-ever little blue pill - wow, it gave me a boost, and my first introduction to a fantasised experience: inserting my cock into a man....
But the story needs some background before getting to last night....this might take a few words!...
My body, at 52, is getting older and my years of heavy beer-drinking have taken their toll on my stamina, and on my penis' get-up-and-stay-up ability. I was a virgin until 21, faithful to my first wife, the mother of our 2 now grown boys, for 18 years, now into my 3rd marriage, a Thai woman who wanted sex as much as possible - 5 times, well 4 1/2, we made it in one 24-hour period once - but who seemed to lose her desires the day we married. If she has let me try occasionally since then, she gets wet fast, and seems to really want the sex - but I have begun to suspect it is all a bit 'Hollywood', and increasinlgy feel unexcited to the point where my cock doesn't remain ramrod enough. I give up. What I really love to do is suck on her breasts, and eat her cunt, but mostly I am pushed away with a " I'm tired, just need sleep!"
In my past 11 years, I have worked and lived away from my native Australia, in Vietnam and now semi-retired in Thailand. I am fortunate to still earn investment income sufficient for my cheap lifestyle if I don't work, while my wife works full-time: we are comfortable.
I have had sex with a few, only a few, other women, and sucked a couple of ladyboys in various countries, but mostly when travelling on business, and what I really need is to sleep with a body, any body will do: I just don't like to sleep alone.
I have never had full intercourse with a man, but it has become more and more an obsessive desire; a shemale would be wonderful, as I love to suck and cuddle breasts so much, but thoughts of truly sucking/being sucked by/fucking and being fucked by a real cock have taken more hold these past few months.
Recently, I went to Vietnam for a month's holiday - well, it was Lunar New Year, and Ho Chi Minh City (HCMC) is a great place to celebrate it, but I also vaguely needed to talk to my bank about my investments there, wanted to see the many friends I have there, and seriously decided to try and find a new job in this New Year. My Thai wife doesn't like it that I like Vietnam so much, but she accepted my trips now and again.
On my second morning, as I was riding pillion on my motorcycle taxi, my mobile rang and a sweet, female voice asked in good English " Anh (Mr.) Steve, this is Thi - do you remember your friend Thi?"
I was flummoxed, and I don't like to have my mobile out in view when riding a Honda, so I stammered " Yes, I remember a Thi...but, how did you get my number...how did you know I was here...Thi, I'll call you back, I'm on a Honda, ok".
I did some banking, bought my newspaper and went back to my usual morning small, cheap restaurant/bar - which previously was run by my Vietnamese wife's family (she was Wife number 3, ran off with another, younger man after 7 years, after accumulating most of my considerable wealth - given freely by a loving husband true, and no hard feelings [well, actually, she can make me still feel hard...but that is yet to come in this story...]) and mostly furnished and equipped with my money.
This trip it had been taken over by another owner/manager,and my ex-wife's family no longer there, but it was routine for me to go there, drink 2-3 beers and read my newspaper: that was my morning, every morning virtually. Boring? Never! In Vietnam, there is too much life to absorb, 5 minutes just watching the world go up and down any single street is a kalaedoscope of a hundred interesting glimpses - I love it.
So, I got my beer, opened my paper, then sent an sms to my wife back in Bangkok, and then called the stored number of Thi.
She answered - but to cut our first conversation short: yes, it was an old friend of my Vietnamese wife and I (yes, I should tell you my wife's name was/is Sa), and a friend whom I had known for all these past 11 years, but I hadn't seen for about 3 years....wait, wait.. a little more explanation about Thi:
Thi previously was a man wanting to be a woman. When I first met her she had gone part way, had medium-sized breasts already so I guess she was on hormone treatment, and ran a hair salon near our house where I loved to go for a relaxing Sunday hair wash and shave by one of her girls. She and my wife grew up in the same neighbourhood, and were long-time friends. She was very pretty to me. Thi even organised a group of her man-girl friends, ladyboys I guess I should say, who put on a spectacular fashion parade as star act for our 5th Wedding Anniversary, which was also a farewell party as I had been promoted and transferred to the regional office in Bangkok. I liked Thi a lot.
While living in Bangkok, Thi had come over with 2-3 other ladies, and they all stayed to recuperate in our apartment, after undergoing various cosmetic surgeries at a well-known Bangkok hospital. Exactly what Thi had I didn't know, but gathered it was the next stage: removal of her penis, and creation of a vagina.
Next time Thi came, my wife accused her of stealing some money in our apartment - I didn't believe she would have - and she left on bad terms with my wife, but friendly to me as I supported her. (To this day, I think it was just another way for my wife to get some extra money from me to secrete away for her planned future).
My wife was at that stage travelling to/from Vietnam regularly, few weeks/a month at a time, leaving her doctor had cut too much to rejoin - so, no more sperm out of this prick!
Eventually, I became too lonely, so one Saturday when I saw the apartment's receptionist finish work, my wife was in Vietnam, my daughter gone for the weekend with our maid, I grabbed a pair of shorts and shirt - no time for underwear - and rushed to my car, my driver also off work for most weekends unless I needed him. I pulled out into the road, and abruptly was face to face with the receptionist, who had forgotten something and was returning to her office.
"Hi, do you need a lift somewhere? I am just going for a drive." well, speaking half English and half Thai, that's what I said.
Khun (respectful salutation) Ar smiled in embarrassment, and whispered a shy "I forget key. Go home". Like most Thais, she had studied English but was too concerned about loss of face to use it - makes conversations difficult a lot!
I waited while she got her keys, opened the passenger door - up at the corner, so other apartment people wouldn't see - and drove off. We were heading to her family's home in an outer suburb, when I saw the sign to Pattaya. I asked Ar if she wanted to go to the seaside, halfway to Pattaya, where I often went on a fast drive when lonely.
An excited reply "Yes!"
We struggled through conversations while I drove the hour there, sat in a seaside restaurant for hours, trying to put her at ease with simple conversation, and where eventually I gently caressed her hand, then returned to Bangkok, where I remarked I would like to sleep with her, but could not at my apartment, nor at her home: she wanted the same, so Ar directed me to a hotel, where we started/continued the affair which would eventually give my wife sufficient reason to blame me for our breakup (without acknowledging all her past trips to Vietnam had been to setup with a Belgian prick, as I later found out from friends), but also lead to my marriage to Ar....but, truly, that is another story. Now back to Thi.....
Ar knew Thi from seeing her at our apartment on her hospital visits twice before. But after the accusations from my wife, I hadn't seen her for 3 years or so.
One day when Ar came with me to catch my flight to Vietnam, when I was still working I travelled to Vietnam frequently, as well as Laos and India, and Ar spotted Thi at the check-in; Thi was on the same flight, so naturally we talked - well, I talked as Thi couldn't: her throat was still bandaged after having the final op to remove/change her manly adam's apple is it? Whatever the operation, I surmised she had now done it all: and she was beautiful, oh my she was a woman! Just couldn't talk.
So, here we are, some years on, and I haven't been in HCMC for 6 months, and she is speaking in a voice I had never heard, and could hardly visualise as belonging to the Thi I had known and talked with all those previous years. A woman's woman for sure now.
She asked where I was, and suggested she would like to see me at my hotel later and talk. My ex-driver had an office below Thi's apartment, and he had told her I was in town, hence her call to me.
I bought my bread for my lunch, paid for my beers, and hopped a motorcycle taxi (ubiquitously, quintessentially a part of HCMC life, and normally still referred to as a 'Honda' as they have long dominated the market share) home to my hotel.
Thi arrived 15 minutes later, and I told reception it was ok, she was a long-time friend and could come and go no hassles. (Vietnam is still quite restrictive about 'morals').
She came up to my room, and walked in - fashionably dressed, hair longer, body still so slim, and as beautiful as I had pictured. And the Voice! So womanly, so sweet, and the only difficulty I had was rationalising the new voice with the remembered old one: didn't take me long.
We talked and caught up on news about people, neither of us had seen my ex-wife for quite a while as she and her daughter live in Australia, and soon Thi announced she had always wanted to be more than a 'friend' towards me, but couldn't while I was married to Sa...but now, she would like to come back tonight, and sleep with me!
Yes, I am married still to another, and my wife, Ar, was always pretty sure in Vietnam I would get up to 'something', "...but make sure it stays there" she had told me every previos trip.
But I wanted Thi to sleep with me - sex/no sex I didn't really care, but I wanted to feel her body a first time, and cuddle her, if only once.
I did.
PART 2
And now I am home in Bangkok, with just the memories of Thi - and my sore pubic bones reminding me of last night - wait. wait..not yet!
Thi came that night, and we slept. Yes, I did suck her very nice breasts, and I did feast on her vagina, but no more than this. Truly, I tell my cock to go to sleep when I travel, to try and avoid getting myself into trouble, and as I age, my cock sleeps easier. With Thi, I just wanted to cuddle after saking my thirst; and this is what we did that night.
Thereafter, she came by most afternoons when I normally have a 1 hour nap, but she told me she had a monetary supporting Singaporean guy she had met who phoned her to check she was at home every night - what a pain!! - and so we only slept together one more whole night - just afternoons until I flew home. Thi was fairly unresponsive, her nipples never really hardened, her vagina never soaked as if in pleasure, but whether this was because I didn't excite her or is this a natural consequence of her operations I don't know, and didn't want to ask at this stage, and when I asked her one day if she was waiting for me to make love with her, she said "Only if you feel Love".
She knew, as I knew, it was too early to proclaim Love, so I didn't.
But now, at home, I miss her a lot: is that enough for Love? She doesn't answer my sms' or emails, so I guess not at this stage. But I have a strong feeling about Thi.
Those feelings may have been intensified when the day I arrived home, my wife's period began, and cuddle is all I have been allowed since. Sometimes this is not enough.
My wife, Ar-remember? - is trying to diet, whereas I like to go out to eat at the local market, cheap, unpretentious places, enjoy a beer and smile at the cute girls and boys who work there, so Ar has said I go out for a beer, then come home after she finishes work and she buys dinner for me to eat; this lessens her compulsion to order a meal she says.
A couple of days ago, I decided to go at about 5pm to have a drink at a, frankly speaking, fairly squalid little bar up at the end of my village. I had been there a few years back, later at night, and knew it was really a karaoke/girlie bar, but late afternoon just to have a beer and read my paper, watch the Lives passing up and down, gave me a small, new sense of excitement.
As I was finishing my beer, with only the owner/manager lady there, one of the girls working there arrived, and she was cute and pretty and smiled at me a lot, but I had to go.
That night, I needed sex with my wife, but was again rebuffed, so frustratedly went downstairs, turned the tv back on, then off, and walked the 2kms to the bar just mentioned.
This was about 11pm, few customers, karaoke singing on, and 5-6 girls working, one of whom sat with me, shared my beer and cigarettes and took my hand to place on her body to caress. During the time it took to down 3 large bottles of Heineken, most of the other girls practiced their English with me, limited to "I want you. I love you" but it was all fun and I always enjoy the banter in such places. Until Khun Oh started to get in on the act.
When the girl sitting with me went to the loo, Oh slid her body past mine and sat beside me - well, lounged beside me/over me rather more apt descriptions, rubbing my prick, taking my hand and telling me I was big and she was also big. A few pats of her groin showed me she had a reasonable prick in her jeans, though she appeared to have reasonable tits up top, a small overall stature, with makeup and hair like a lady, but yes, a ladyboy. Oh was not what one would call beautiful, but she was certainly fun and could speak passable English to complement my passable Thai, as she also helped herself to my beer and cigs, while grabbing my crotch repeatedly and claiming to need me.
My money was finished! Oh had ordered one more bottle, but I protested as I knew I had about 20 baht left in my pocket, so I paid for 90% of the bill, and promised the boss I would return the following day to pay the balance.
Oh was exasperated I was leaving - she was horny to say the least!- even though she understood I had a wife sleeping at home, even if not waiting for her husband, I did have to go home, promising to return.
Jeannie
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