Every man has a leviathan – a Moby Dick – a demon that will haunt them lest they be slain.
The Leviathan can take many forms. In the modern era, many a man’s leviathan comes in a more alluring form: that of the foreign wench.
Every man has had a fantasy of pillaging the loins of some exotic beauty from a different country. Ever since you first jerked off as a spotty teen you’ve thought about them…
The Japanese Schoolgirl
The Arabian Belly-dancer
The Platinum Blonde Swede
For scurvy folk suffering from obesity and a micropenis, their Levitation might just be getting laid in the first place! While for more seasoned player, their Levitation may come in the form a threesome – preferably with twins or some sort of sick mother/daughter combo you can tell your mates about.
I myself have slain many of my Leviathons.
My most recent one was the Chinese flag.
Ach! For years the red dragon has been my demon. I even went to fucking China for three weeks in 2008 and have no flag to show for it. While I did get lucky in Shanghai & Hong Kong, they were with foreigners. I’ve even tried it on with them at home and nada. With 1.3 billion Chinese, she was the fattest Liviathon of them all. Loads my friends had captured the red dragon, but I was getting nowhere. It haunted me.
A few months ago, you may remember talking about a super cute Chinese girl I met during my weekend ramble in Cork. She asked me to meet her for a drink after I dazzled her with my Mandarin, but I was seeing her Greek friend at the time so I put her on hold. But with New Year came new beginnings…
I recently asked her out, but this girl was hard work. She had her first kiss at 21. Now at 23, she’s been going out with her Chinese boyfriend for over a year. He’s was the first and only man she’s ever had sex with (and they’ve only ever done missionary position!). Luckily for me, he’s studying in Canada.
Our first few dates were no picnic. After the 2nd freakin date, I only managed to get a measly kiss on the cheek! I just couldn’t figure out her suppressed Chinese conditioning. It was frustrating but I stuck with it, determined to harpoon the dragon.
Then I read this excellent article on Gaming Chinese Girls that proved to be golden.
The next date, only last week, she offered to cook dinner for me at her place. She tried to poison me with the worst meal of my life (ever had grew glue soup? Uggh!), but I persisted and exacted my revenge with cream of sum hung guy. I went super – caveman, ignored her resistance, tore off her clothes, and left her stewing naked for awhile. When I escalated again, I found her hairy Chinese vagina was dripping in anticipation – that deceptive beast.
During sex, she was so ashamed of cheating on her boyfriend she actually covered her face with a pillow and made whining noises like a toddler. It was so annoying I had to flip her around and finish off in froggy style while she just lay there and nervously whimpered. It was the worst sex of my life.
Afterwards, she told me she falling in love with me. Yikes!
But my Leviathan was slain and the Chinese flag was captured! ARGH!
Next, Saudi Arabia!
…well maybe not. There’s fat chance of that happening so I’ll have to set my sights a little lower. Mother Russia perhaps.
What’s your Leviathan?