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Not long back from my first Cambo mission, all I can say is: if I had a self destruct button.....faaark, I'd be a pressin it now! I met a sweet little 22yo Khmer goddess who makes all my previous sweeties seem like beauty challenged amateurs. Cambo was a bit of a mixed bag for me, whilst I may of met my perfect girl (???), I did have a few bad experiences.

My partner in crime on the Cambo mission was a French dude whom I'd met a few weeks earlier. Although he didn't have the penchant for sanuk that I have, he was up for some action when the mood struck him. It was our second night there, and we went out with two moto drivers from the GH. First on the adgenda was a meal and some beverages to get things started. Interesting set up, as it seems many restaurants double as brothels, with the serving girls being up for fun. Interesting concept, but the night was too young to make any commitments. After the meal we went and visited some Vietnamese brothels, which were better than anything we saw that day, however we were both more interested in some freelance action. It was still early, so we went and played some snooker (jayzus, those tables are biiig), a futile way to pass time of course, but what the hell, not much else to do. Eventually we hit a disco Cambo-style, which is an experience in itself. Upon entering the place we both spotted the sex kitten.....was this going to be a fight to the death?

This gal was not only a stunner, but man could she dance. Anyway, we both salivated over her every move until the music stopped (yeah, it actually stops), the dance floor emptied and she went outside. Meanwhile, something else tried to strap onto me. Now it's at this point where I could have made THE biggest mistake of my life. Instead of brushing this chick and at least having a shot at the sex kitten, dumbo here only encourages her. Five minutes later we return from the dance floor and who's snagged the sex kitten.....FARK, FARK, FARK, there is no God, no grace, no mercy. But don't worry folks, things get progressively worse before they get better.

So eventually we all head back to the GH. We were sharing a room, but at $5 a night it was feasible to simply get the one next door. So began what was one of the most traumatic nights of my life. Both my french comrade and I thought the sex kitten may of been a starfish stunner. Well how wrong we were. My fun didn't get off to a good start, first the chick farted, I pretended not to notice, thinking it may of just slipped out........but ohhhh no, she let it rip and had a good ol laugh. Lord give me strength! Then she didn't shower, saying she'd had one earlier. In all my experiences, I've never, never, come across a chick that didn't shower before the deed. Well, there'd be no dining down south that night, that's for sure. Given the omens, I thought it would be a miracle if I could even get a woody!

She was one of the worst nests I've ever had I think. Actually she did have quite an intense orgasm, but I was far from finished. Then afterwards she just lay there with a vacant look on her face. Such experiences don't come much worse than this. If it had of ended there it would not have been so bad, but it got worse. There was no seeking refuge in the nothingness of sleep either, for not only did she continue to let rip farts that would do a sailor proud, but she also snored. On top of this I could hear every thrust, every groan, and every cry of ecstacy that came from the room next door. And this was not only a coupla rounds, it was an all night affair. No, the SK was not a starfish stunner, but she was a freak of nature, every gene in her body programmed for passion.

Next morn I could'nt brush my thing quick enough, she even had the nerve to ask for an extra dollar for the moto. Still, it's like that, always a bit of a lucky dip. In this business one is bound to get the occasional dud. Needless to say I was in a dark mood all day. It was made worse because P went early to do the touro thing, and I had no one to vent my frustrations to. Everyone at the GH had heard the fun, and as P went early, all the GH crew thought it was me that was the legend. No point in trying to convince them otherwise I figure, if only they knew. When I finally did catch up with him, I said: ïf she took it up the ass......I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW"!!!! The look on his face said it all......FAAAAAAARK.

Keeping in mind that you never lose your girl, just your turn......I was sorely tempted to see if I could have a crack at it. It was a long shot though, my ego is fragile enough, imagine if I couldn't satisfy the SK like P obviously did! The simple fact was that I couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least try. She gave P her cell phone number (written on the back of a condom packet, which was only fitting), so it was only a matter of a phone call. I bit the bullet and risked it, getting our moto driver to call her. Spun some story about p having left, but I stayed because I had to see her before leaving....worked well enough. It was all set then, I was to meet her outside a restaurant near her place and go from there.

After my comrades noisy antics the night before, I was reluctant to take her back to the GH, so we arranged a hotel in town. After diner she didn't seem enthusiastic about going anywhere else, having her mind set on one place....which was just fine by me. SHITE, where to begin with this adventure? The sex kitten was literally insatiable. Weré talkin about a girl here who in between rounds diddles with herself and then suck her fingers.....JAY-ZUS, if watchin a gal do this don't put lead back in ya pencil, then nothin will!!! Our beloved (this is how we refered to her) showed me what 'dirty sex'is all about.

She was super flexible too, she could put both legs up on her shoulders, this is a girl who liked to suck her toes while I was doin the business down below. It was hard to go wrong with her, just runnin your nails anywhere along her body seemed to get her motor runnin. Especially liked the little game of 'rubbing fingers', her finger in her pussy and mine up her ass.....I was wrong, there is a God afterall. I do have to admit that I felt a little...ummm, would I say pressured, by this maidens insatiable appetite. I actually wonder if she tends to scare some punters away with her high expectations. With each round I felt it would be the last. I take the approach that if she can get it hard, I'll do what I can with it.

Our beloved was not only a sex machine, but she was a real sweety (but aren't they all, God bless em) I really enjoyed being with her. Apparently she was a virgin till 20, after that a fire was kindled that has not been quenched. She said she went to the doctor to see if he had medicine to make her 'fuck less', he just laughed, saying he only had medicine to make 'fuck more'(this she does NOT need). She also told me how a few months ago Hollywood came to town, apparently shooting some pov-arse blockbuster in Cambo (I actually recall reading this in the BKK post a few months ago). Anyway, not only were they shooting this movie, but it seems they were shooting porno's on the side.....yeah well, why not? They gave her $1000 for two 2 hour shoots. She said she had four guys, now whether this was all at once I couldn't ascertain (actually, I was unsure if I really wanted to know! I always marvel at how candid these gals are). After she'd chewed these guys up and spat them out, she went to the toilet to 'fuck alone'....that's our beloved! Just goes to show that not all chicks in porno's are 'acting'. The porno crew brought props along, hence she was introduced to the 'plastic banana that hums'. She pleaded with me that if I ever return I should bring one of these marvels (daresay i'll be bringin more than that). She just loves gals also, western chicks the most though (yeah, it's a strange world). This was a shame because I was hoping she would have a friend to join us.

Our beloved seemed to have a bit of a fetish for pain also. This is something I've never really been into, although a few years ago I was with a chick who raked her nails down my back drawing blood, which I kinda enjoyed. When the SK bit, she bit hard.....yeah well, I gotta pretty healthy seta choppers too you know. Kinda fun seeing just how far each other will go. I like the idea of having a scar to remember the occasion (not that I will ever have any trouble in this regard).

After those nights with SK a great sense of contentment arose, I felt little desire to go out seeking more mischief. Well, that didn't last long, for the 'carnal imperative' returned all too soon. However upon my return, even some of my favourite BKK regulars seemed a bit tame in comparison. Well here I am back in Farangland dreaming every night of this girl and her dirty ways. No doubt I'll be lured back soon enough by the siren call that has already ruined me.

cheers

dm

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