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[The-Sith]

CHAPTER VIII

 

DESCENT INTO THE ABYSS

 

 

 

 

 

Nietzsche wrote that when you look into the abyss, the abyss looks back at you.

 

 

 

The Sith’s journey down the Dark Side, at least for this mission, was coming quickly to an end. I had shagged a good selection of LB Backpussy and even had some GG Rub n Tug action. P4P and Am. I hit singles, doubles and triples….and I guess the R n T constitutes as laying down a bunt.

 

My first night, I went all out. Set up a Ladyboy Triple with some of the baddest transsexual fuck-for-money vixens this sin city had to offer……with Eva, CoCo and Leya. Yet Leya failed to show and I downgraded my triple to a double. And I can’t give top marks to that event.

 

Not to worry though, I eventually scored my Ladyboy Triple when I tracked down that foxy Princess Ladyboy Leia. I completed my main mission of locating Ladyboy Leia, yet blew it when her entourage blew me; and I failed to retrieve the stolen plans for the Death Star. Yet after her onslaught of Ladyboy Waterboarding, how could I resist her charms? Not to mention the String Telephone charms of Leia’s Band of Merry LBs.

 

Even with all the heat I was getting from the Gallactic Federation after they found out I failed my mission, I managed to get into a walk-on-the-wild-side romp with Ying and Ploy, the Sanook Sisters. Damn those bitches were fun. Plus I got to show Sweet Bee, the young Virginish amateur, a great night on this trip. You always need a few near virgin 20 year old school boys in skirts and lingerie that can come over to your hotel room on command.

 

 

But with one more night before I would need to return to Hoth, there was only one girl I wanted to see. The one that had hands down giving me the best experience, and the one I was developing feelings for. Was it a crush or real love ensuing? Time would tell. I had tried the night earlier to find Ploen.

 

At Obsessions….but she was not there so I ended up in bed with the Sanook Sisters. I could have taken her friends at Obsessions, but that would might have hurt Ploen. This time, I was going to set up a date with her through LINE. I told her to take the night off work. She still needed to BAR fine out, so I told her I would cover that. 

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I wanted to show Ploen a real night out, at a very cool restaurant. Something special.

 

Zuma, a chic Japanese restaurant that was big in Dubai and a few other cities, had opened up in BKK. I made reservations there.

 

That evening Ploen showed up at my room at the Landmark. When I opened the door, She looked stunning. A very chic black outfit which was perfect for where I wanted to take her. The blackness of her long hair merged into the blackness of her outfit and extentuated the blackness of her smoldering eyes….which with one look made me melt. Her curled smile was so damn cute. I just couldn’t stop staring into her eyes. Our connection was certainly there. I planted a kiss on her that could have been the ending of an Italian movie. Long, deep, passionate. That’s what tonight would be about.

 

She came in to my room and we had some wine and smoked. I dig she’s down with that. That’s a prerequisite to hang with the Sith. I handed her a gift bag from Victoria’s Secret. Three panties from my 5 panty discount special at Asoke Mall (one tip for you guys, buy small size).

 

Looking at those pictures, ask yourself….could she pass? She is beautiful and looks hot with minimal make up. Nothing embellished giving her away. Totally hot fashion. Her body may be slightly too linear and missing the curves of a female but there are GGs out there with bodies like that. I think she was perfect…..for the untrained eye, passable, but not 100% passable. When we went out, for a night on the town, there would be those that knew I was with someone ‘special’.

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I couldn’t resist. I moved out kissing to a more passionate level and let her melt in my arms. I smuthered her in intimacy. I totally dominated her body. It was intense.

 

 

I opened her top and started sucking on her totally flat chest. At this point in time in my life, notwithstanding being a big tit man traditionally, this is EXACTLY how I liked it.

 

Flat and Natural. Flat and Sensitive. Flat and Ploen.

 

 

She arched her back to push her chest into my famished mouth. I reached behind her, knowing she would have ‘tucked’. Sure enough, reaching from behind and underneath, I could feel her tucked cock…..getting harder. Her clothes had to come off. And they did. She was standing fully nude in front of me and I was fully clothed. I kept kissing other parts of her body like she was a sculpted work of art…..which she is. 

 

 

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The night could have continued like this and I would have been content. Me laying kisses on Ploens smooth midriff. No stretch marks. No C-Section scar. Just smooth and delicious.

 

She looked down at me and dropped to her knees. She wanted to serve her Man. Unleash the monster.

Ploen undid my belt and opened up my pants to let my engorged cock roll out. She needed to kiss my cock and balls as much as I needed to kiss her stomach and thighs. She smiled to see it again and took a glance up at me and then reconnected with her best friend. Beautiful.

 

As she went to work on my cock, I loved the fact that except for my open cock, I was still fully clothed to Ploen’s totally nude. I wasn’t going to take a damn thing off. This is how we were going to do the deed. It made me feel like a Sultan or some Emperor with a concubine running around nude while I just whipped it out and got services on command.

 

Ploen’s ass, which looked like it had been stolen from a 12 year old boy, was wiggling around and needed some attention.

 

 

I reached over and started working my finger in there. Wow she was tight. One finger and she gripped me hard.

I had to fuck….. Ah Hem……I mean……….Make Love.

 

Now two fingers were moving in and out of Ploen. She was moaning while taking my rod in her mouth. I put on a condom and slowly started entering her doggie style. Her hair was long and her body was smooth….she kept adjusting her hair as I slowly penetrated her …..she let out a gasp. Ohhhhh. She was taking my entire cock all the way deep. Reaching back to pull my thighs deeper into her. I love this. She was so bottom. Her life is complete with a real masculine dick in her ass. She had that. Right here. Right now. 

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As we breathed heavier and our passion rose, I started confessing my feelings for her. “Ploen…why am I so much into you? I can’t get you out of my mind. I think I’m falling in love with you……”

 

She was loving it.

 

 

“Ploen…I came by Obsessions to find you but you weren’t there….why do you leave me like that? When I need you most. When I come to find you….you are gone.” I grabbed her throat. “Don’t break my heart…..i want to give it to you. But don’t break it”

 

In her heavy breathing she responded “No…never. I never break your heart. I want you. I want all of you.”

 

We were making love. I could definitely feel the connection. More than with Bee and except for one or two Ladyboys from a long long time ago, this is the deepest feelings I was developing for someone of the Third Sex.

Even though I wanted to stay clothed the entire time….i just needed to feel Ploens body up against mine. I tore off my club shirt and let my chest touch her back. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. Totally connected. I then kicked off my pants as fast as I could.

 

She wanted to do the move she loves best….ride me cowboy. She placed her ass on the top of my cool. Her sphincter was super tight. Unbelievable. Toit like a Toiger. It was just as tight as Bee’s the 20 Year Old Amateur I had devirginized months earlier. But given Ploen’s profession, I knew virginity had sailed many moons ago for this girl. Once my penis passed the incredible grip of her O-Ring, it felt like I had got my cock stuck in a Chinese finger trap.

 

She started to ride me, waving her hips deep into my groin. Getting ridden by a GG is always fun. But with a Ladyboy, you get to see a rigid cock pointing into the air. Ploen is a total bottom so she was moaning in exstacy even without penal stimulation. Her riding my cock was pleasure enough to keep her rock hard and moan.

 

She then reached for her cock and stroked it a little. But then stopped and I started to see her cock pulsate. She started orgasming….first vocally, and then by convulsions in her body and then with jets of sperm shooting out of her cock.

 

Incredible! She came…..she came with minimal penal stimulation. It was almost all anal. Just as I noticed last time, Ploens anus was her clit. Just as sensitive as any clit I’ve encountered.

 

She kept riding me as she came. And I drilled her faster. The sight of gobs of cum spooginng from Ploens penis

was enough to do it for me.  

 

 

I came. And we both Collapsed out of breath.

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We took a shower and got redressed. I asked Ploen, sometime during the night, how much it would be if I were to sponsor her full time. More because I was thinking about having a future together with her. And girls need support. She said Baht 50,000. Something to think about it. I had never sponsored a girl like that. Only P4P on a play by play basis. Never on a monthly roll.

 

 

But if you want to develop something with a girl, they need to pay rent. And it’s the dude who has to pay, not the lady. Fuck all that shit you learned growing up on Hoth. It’s bull shit. Women and men are not the same. Only in North American and some European countries does that fantasy try to be given some lip service – when it’s convenient to women, or the politically correct crowd.

 

Fact is, it’s easier for a man to earn money than a woman. And men need to take care of women. It’s not 50/50 for money. Men are the earners and the supporters. And when you throw in the fact that there is a massive economic disparity between LOS System and Hoth, the Farang male has to pay for the Thai female. And if you can’t, then the girl has the right to find someone else who can support her. It’s a matter of survival.

 

If you aren’t down with that, then stay at home and get married to the fat white girl. She can go get a job and once in while contribute to the beer fund. If you want a hot, largely subservient, Asian female from a third world economy, you need to pay her rent. Either way, whether on Hoth or LOS, men pay. Whether marriage, or one shag – you will pay. Don’t let the euphemistic fantasies of Western society lull you to believe otherwise.

 

By the same token, was Baht 50,000 per month the right amount? Does a girl need that much to live comfortably in BKK? And what does she do for that money – just sit around and watch TV while you are away… ….or even worse, go out and whore behind your back? The decision to sponsor a girl all goes into the mix.  

 

We headed to Zuma. Zuma is not to be missed. Pricey, but great atmosphere. Earth tone lighting with Zen linear designs and an outdoor area that’s well designed and very cozy. We had a table inside. And sat side by side, like lovers. 

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As we sat back and waited for our dishes, I started romantically kissing Ploens neck and exposed shoulders. Many people in the restaurant saw us walk in and could see us at our table too. ‘How many knew?’ I thought to myself. I reached over and started kissing Ploen’s ears. Our night was like a dream.

 

She saw me at one point staring into the distance. Just like last time we met. She asked me “Whaaaat??”

 

I couldn’t answer her. My mind was Wondering. Dreaming. Swimming in visions of her and I entering a long term relationship together. Showing up at parties together, going on beach holidays together, hanging with friends together. She looked like she could be one of the girls Prince hangs out with.

 

Dark skin, exotic, beautiful, cool fashion, sexy, feminine and androgynous. A stunner at a party, if you were lucky enough to show up at one with her. And definitely a hit with her personality. I could feel I was falling in love. I could see I was assessing the future with her a part of my future.

 

I snapped out of my train of thought. Dabbed some sashimi in a soy base of too much wasabi and realized what an incredible time I was having. I acknowledged the feelings I had for Ploen.

 

We spent the night cuddling and kissing and pounding martinis before heading back to my hotel room. 

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Back at my hotel room, we smoked some more. Cool Runnins. As if I wasn’t already floating in air with my beautiful girl.

 

 

I kissed her shoulder and pealed off her dress.

 

 

Her body was like a slinkey alien. The kind fashion models have – if they are top runway models. Tall, straight, and the ass of a boy. In Ploen’s case it was true, not fake, boy ass.

 

I devoured her entire body with licking. Shoulders. Flat tits. Thighs. MidRiff. And started licking her cock from balls to tip. I always have covered blow jobs for P4P – that’s my rule, but with Ploen I sucked her bareback. Maybe that’s a way of showing my feelings for her. Maybe that’s just love and lust clouding judgement.

 

She liked being sucked, but I knew her schpinctoris needed my cock. I worked two fingers in there and she started meowing like a kitten. She started riding my fingers like she rode my cock just hours earlier….with her body moving in waves and her penis rigid at a 90 degree angle.

 

I worked on a condom and lubed her B-pussy some more and started sliding my cock into her. She is a master pole rider. And rode my pole feeling her body with her hands. I loved touching her perfectly flat tits. Flat. Flat. Flat. They turned me on so much. And then we switched to missionary.

 

 

 

“Ploen, I’m totally crazy for you! I just want to run my body all over yours. I want to kiss your breast all day. I want to kiss your lips all night” I panted.

 

We were approaching ecstasy. Breathing harder.

 

“Yes, give it to me” she moaned. “Give me your seed”
 

We were totally making passionate love and sweating all over each other. She was taking my cock strokes all the way in. The combination of green and passion was making us delirious.

 

“Remember what you said last time Ploen? How you wanted me to give you my seed. I really want to do that” I said in heavy breath.

 

“I want to give you my seed. I want to put it in you. Deep inside your womb. I want to go skin to skin….no condom.”

 

“We can nooooooot” she replied.

 

“Ploen, I really want to feel you. Nothing between us.”

 

“Can nooooooot” she said.

 

“My seed needs to be inside your belly. I feel you are so much girl. So much girl. I have to give you my seed like girl.”

 

Then I pulled out. I took off my condom. And I laid back in the bed.

 

My Cialis filled cock was totally engorged with blood….looking about as big as it ever could be. It was pulsating on its own.

I took some lube. And started lubing it up some more. Slowly. Teasingly. For Ploen to see. The Sith’s cock rock hard and being waved in front of her like rock candy to a kid. Glistening.

She looked at my meat and smiled. She was hooked. My cock was way too enticing. She lifted her torso up and was moving herself into her favorite position. Cowboy.

 

 

 

Her ass slowly came down. On to the head of my bare condomless dick. She never used her hands. She was resting on them to support herself. With her ass in the air coming down on my rock hard pole and her rock hard smaller pole pointing directly to the ceiling.

 

 

 

Her hole targeted the tip of my cock. She zeroed in. My cock head was right at the door of her ass….no condom. Total skin to skin - Let the fun begin. 

 

She started slowly pushing down. Putting the weight of her torso down on my knob. Her sphincter was so super tight. Not exactly in the right position to take my cock directly in, but close. Nudging closer to the mark. And she slowly started pushing down. One millimeter. Two millimeter. I could feel the head of my engorged member moving every so slowly in. About to pass her sphincter. About to pass the guard.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Millimeter by millimeter………………….BAREBACK!

 

 

 

 

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The breakfast at the Landmark is a Bangkok standard. For decades, both Farang and Asian fare can be enjoyed by the plate. It use to be one the best breakfast buffets on Sukhimvit but now the JW and other places blow it away. Ploen got almost all vegetables and me, I was heavy on the Salmon….just like our night before at Zuma.

 

 

I thought about the FuCkAcTiOn Ploen and I just had the night before. How high we were. How intense it was. How passionate we got.

 

 

At the last second…………Just as my cock was about to pass the guard. And get past her sphincter….I pulled back.

 

 

 

 

We didn’t end up bareback.

 

 

 

 

Even under the haze of cush, and lust, and love, I somehow came to my senses and didn’t do the deed without a cover. I figured it would set a bad precedent and one time would lead to two and two would lead to three and three would lead to topping and being topped….all without a dome. Which is not the spiral I wanted to slide down. It’s literally a slippery slope. So I abandoned mission at last millisecond.

 

Nietzsche once said that when you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you.

 

 

That’s some heavy nihilistic shit. If you don’t know what it means, I leave it to you to Google it.

What’s at the bottom of the abyss? It’s like the warning to Adam and Eve with the forbidden fruit.  It’s like Prometheus and the warning about stealing fire from Mount Olympus. Or Morpheus, who we all know, with the red pill.

 

I know where I stand on that one. I would intelligently as possible, take the red pill. I would explore the Abyss. I would eat the Street Grilled Octopus. But sometimes, the trip overwhelms you and you get in above your faculties.

 

“Whaaaaaat” said Ploen. She noticed once again, like many times over the past week, that I was staring in the distance. Pondering.

 

I realized what was happening to me. I was starring off in the distance dreaming of Ploen and I living our lives together. Happily ever after.

 

The beauty of it all. Made me feel great. Like I was floating in air.

 

And also the horror of it all. It was no longer simple wanks at night before going to sleep to Ladyboy porn. I was way beyond that.

 

It was not just me plucking a random Ladyboy to try amongst a flurry of GGs while on a whore bonanza during trips to Thailand or Philippines like I did a decade ago.

 

No. this was different. This was more than physical. Ploen was in my mind. She was in my heart. Ploen was, as John Lennon said, under my skin.  

 

 

This was the real thing.

 

 

Yes, the abyss was now upon me as I realized what was happening to me. What was now embedded deeply in me. What was now coursing through my veins. The horror that was now too late to extract or avoid or ignore.

 

 

 

 

I realized that I was now in love. Yes, I was madly in love.

 

           I was madly in love, with a

 

                               Thai                                               

 

                                     Transsexual

 

                                                 Prostitute

 

 

 

                                                     ……….the horror

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          ……… the horror

                                                                  

                                                   

                                          (THE END)