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Sex and Sushi

By aural junkie in Culture
Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 12:00:00 PM EST
Tags: Sushi, Camera, Sex, Action. (all tags)

Women generally don't make sushi, in fact if you walk into a sushi bar or restaurant, nine times out of ten, the chef behind all those parcels of delight and wonder will be male. It has something to do with the fact that women's hands are too warm, a fact that perplexes me to this day, as every woman I know seems to have blood flow that stops at their wrists.


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No matter. The chick I was seeing at the time was fucking addicted to the stuff and used to try and get me to join her. I had always liked tuna, so she used my fondness for yellow fin to coax me into trying my first piece of sushi. I feigned disgust, much as one does when they receive their first unexpected kiss age eight, even though they're cracking fat down south.

The creamed tuna roll didn't give me bamboo but it did activate some part of my brain that said whatever I'd just eaten was something I should explore further. Needless to say, my second encounter with sushi really wasn't a fuck around affair. I dived straight into the deep end with a teriyaki chicken / salmon roll combo at St Pierre's and regretted not a second of that decision. As those thin delectable portions of salmon swam around on my tongue, I knew I was hooked.

As time went by, I began to grow tired of the everyman combos and so like every junkie that senses that the glow is disappearing from their habit, I found myself searching out for the next big thing. That's how I found Murakami's.

I was studying advertising at the time and working at a local movie theatre. I was an usher, which meant that 90% of the time I did nothing but watch movies and talk shit, turning up at the end of each session to clean it up. Even this chore wasn't really one. You used to find money that had fallen out of a back pocket and had lodged itself down the back of a theatre seat. That's how I found a 25% off lunchtime voucher for Murakami's on Eden. I thought little of it but jammed it into my pocket where all the vouchers and coins that I'd found that evening went.

On returning home that night and emptying my pockets on the bedroom dresser, I saw that I'd found $6.40 in change, a half price voucher from a local barber, two Bacon McMuffin vouchers and the one from Murakami's. As a poor student, I considered the night's finds no less than an absolute haul.

While been dragged around sale windows the following Saturday, we came across Murakami's and being the smooth bastard that I am, I shouted my girlfriend to our first true sushi experience. I was little worried about removing my shoes, but on seeing that everyone else had, I quickly did so and jammed the offenders hard under the reed matts.

Let's just get it out of the way now. I find Japanese women fucken hot. They're so delicate and feminine. In fact, most of my more seedy Internet searches over the years have been dedicated to these pleasures of the Orient. Needless to say, our hostess was just lovely.

The food was also superb. It made the stuff we ordered from St Pierre's pale by comparison. In fact, I knew from that lunch onward, that Murakami's was gonna play a significant part in my life.

The Murakami's themselves were a nice unassuming Japanese couple, which had turned their skill at making sushi into a very profitable family business. I knew this, because the place was always packed to the gills except when it wasn't, which usually meant that the Murakami's had closed up shop and gone home for the evening.

I got to know Keiko and Ichiro very well and when the opportunity came up to work for them I thought long and hard about it. On the one hand, the movies really was a sweet gig that allowed me to turn up stoned and hide in the back of a theatre all night while getting my $8.50 an hour. The only problem really was that one of the female supervisors had a hard on for me. Which is an ironic turn of phrase really because if you caught her on the right angle, you'd swear she was packing cock. Anyway, Maris (her name) would get me doing every shit job possible but all in all, there were plenty of perks in the form of free movie tickets and the oh-so-flexible work hours.

On the other hand, while working for the Murakami's would mean that while I could no longer work stoned, it would mean that I would get free sushi for my girlfriend which would probably help in upping my monthly blowjob allowance. It would also mean that I'd get to bang around town all evening on a 50cc monster delivering the goods to happy customers.

I marked my last day at the movies by not turning up at all, instead opting to go away for the weekend and drink. Student life rules if you've got a place to crash and money for pot and booze. It really does.

In the first few weeks, I quickly realised what an affluent set the Murakami's catered to in the evenings. While at the counter waiting for my next delivery instructions, I'd gaze at all the folks who thought themselves a little bit special for not opting for steak that evening. Miso soups would be drained, refilled and redrained, sake's sipped and Asahi's sucked. And of course there would always be the overweight middle-aged gentleman that would be a little too boisterous in his first use of wasabi.

Ichiro and Keiko took the entertaining of their patrons very seriously, both of them splitting up at the bar, one going clockwise, the other anti, meeting exactly in the middle at the same time like some sort of well planned military operation. The prefect hosts, kind, gracious and with food worth returning over and over for. They just seemed such a nice unassuming couple with a very successful business. So you can imagine my surprise when I found out they were swingers. But that's another story.

A couple, regulars you would call them, would alternate by having sushi Saturday afternoons, dine in the Friday evening next. They were around 35 and by all my guesses, childless. They were a very good-looking pair that would handsomely tip me in a country that does not normally tip. On takeaway evenings, I would turn up, she would always answer the door and I would hand over the sushi for payment.

The only strange part would be when the girl would insist on feeding me a piece of their delivered sushi. The first time this happened, she was drunk. Answer the door in her bra and knickers drunk. I declined but it's hard to do so convincingly when your tongue is lolling around in an open mouth. I accepted and it became a regular thing. The next time I turned up she was wearing tight blue jeans and a white halter neck skivy. She was totally embarrassed about the whole bra and knickers first reception and I feigned my embarrassment at the whole affair. Truth be told, when she gave me another piece of sushi right then and there to say sorry, I wanted to right there and then fuck her. Not any of this garden variety take her to bed shit, but a good old `howsyafather' outside the front gate while the neighbours looked on.

Annoyingly, her fella was a good sort. He was a fairly Clark Kent looking type of guy that knew he'd really landed on his feet by landing her. He nervously invited me in one afternoon (Murakami's closed early on Saturday's) and seeing as they were my last delivery, I agreed hesitantly. The apartment was amazing but what really threw me was her lack of attire. She was back in the bra and knickers combo that I'd first met her in, framed nicely by an undone babydoll. I seemed to have collected a glass of wine from somewhere and as I looked at her and back down at it, I wondered how the fuck it had found it's way into my hand.

Let's start off by saying that I was brought up properly. I don't stare at girls unless I've paid especially for the honour. Her slightly parted lips, in fact the entire way she was looking at me, was unsettling me completely. I could feel myself getting wood in my leathers and as I said something to the effect of "hey sorry, I better leave" she jumped to her feet, simultaneously fastening her babydoll and grabbing my arm in one movement.

"Please sit down, we just want to ask you something".

"I'm sorry if I scared you, it's just that, Simon (she looked at him and back to me) and I really like you and we were hoping you'd help us"

"ummmmmmmmm......."

"I know you have a girlfriend, that's cool with us. What we really want is someone we trust"

Her eyes were amazing and by now, I was a sweating, trembling mess.

"For what" I asked.

Coy smile. "To film us".

This is how my second job started. I was supplied a camera, a set of Hi-8 tapes and as much white wine as I wanted that evening. In exchange for my unwavering silence about what I was about to see, I was given an envelope with $300 and given a level of creative autonomy and subject matter that any aspiring porn director would cream himself over.

First off, I was asked to sit in a large brown leather single seater facing its larger three-seater cousin. Kim (her name) was by now drunk and Simon thoroughly uncomfortable, but noticeably excited in his slacks. As he pressed play on their hi-fi, I slunk in behind the lens and watched as he began to remove her babydoll, tonguing her neck.

They were both incredibly excited that one of their fantasies was been realised. That was easy to see. As the clothes began to disappear they all of a sudden stopped, giggled at each other and paper scissored rocked. I kept filming wondering what on earth they were doing, but when she lost and started tugging at his pants, I kinda guessed that he was gonna be the first to receive `treatment'.

She started at his neck, a rampant excited tongue that moved down over his torso and down into his navel. He was fuckin excited and I kinda knew from the look in his eye as he looked at the camera and back at her that he was gonna be lucky to get his pants off before he lost it. He knew it too and hurriedly ushered me over for a `closer look'.

I moved over and got my first real look at a male erection that wasn't my own. I was side on to them both now, the lens about a foot and half from where the action was going on. She had it in her right hand, deeply stroking it, periodically stopping to vacuum his head before she'd look up into his eyes and tell him what a dirty boy he was.

A breathless "I'm gonna cum baby" is all he got out. Thick jets of cream jetted out, all over her lips, jaw and torso. As she sat there milking every last drop out of him, I could see that they were both disappointed that it hadn't lasted longer. As she wiped off with a waiting roll of handy towel, he excused himself and disappeared off to the toilet, visibly blushing.

I was fucking speechless at what had just happened. All I could smell was his jizz that reminded me of something ammonia based. For something to do, I nailed back my wine and just looked back at her. "Are you OK?" she asked. I found that question highly ironic and found an uncomfortable giggle trying to escape; after all, it was her who had just had a couple of teaspoons shot all over her face. A little too quickly I replied "yeah, yeah, cool, you? You all good?"

"You don't understand how much this means to us, we've been looking for someone for ages."

"Cool" is all I could manage. I wasn't cool, I was out of my element and my cock was aching. I expected some sort of X-rated candid camera to bust from the pantry and a troop of singing monkeys to float by.

"If you don't mind, we'd like you to stick around" she smiled at me, "for...you know". I didn't know, but I had a feeling. The second part involved him seeing too her. He came back in and she nodded to him. He looked back at me and smiled, somewhat relieved that I was still here. Starting at her toes, and in a scene that made me very uncomfortable, he began to thoroughly suck each one of them before making his ascent. As he travelled north, I came to realise what a fit little box she had. Even through a straining lens, I could see the white fabric tight against her lips, a little wet spot roughly two centimetres in diameter where it was supposed to be. Her breathing was becoming more laboured as he ran his lips over the taught material, pushing her legs further and higher apart so that her knees came to rest roughly up around her head height. His index fingers slipped under the back of knickers and in one movement, I saw more of her than should have been legal. The first thing she did was moan and look straight at the lens as he slowly pushed his tongue in between her lips, deep into her gummyhole.

Clit flicking was next the order of the day and as she stared deeply moaning into the camera's eye, I felt the scene in front of me slowly taking a toll on my reality. Closely followed was the dirty talk. "Stuff your fingers in my dirty little hole" sounds quite comical written. I can assure you it's not, viewed at 2x optical zoom, and heard from a woman who's on heat. He in turn more than once turned to me and exclaimed a variety of "look at this dirty little pussy" as he spread her lips wide with one hand and fingered her with the other. Then, something new happened. Her "Simon, that's so dirty" only encouraged him further. Pretty soon, while his left finger twiddled at 85bpm over her clit, his right hand was doing a similar speed up and down his cock. His tongue however, was flicking hard and fast over her pert little arsehole.

This was about the point that I started to feel faint. Heartbeat throbbing in cock faint. This was the first time that I'd seen a couple fucking, when I wasn't one of the parties involved. As he flipped her over and thrust his cock deep into her doggy, I knew the end was nigh for all parties present. The more he smacked her bum, the more high-pitched her screams became and the more guttural his groans became in turn.

She was now on top of him in reverse cowgirl, her cheeks and chest flushed red with exertion. All I could see of him was his hairy legs, a right forearm and the hand attached that was no less that attacking her clitoris, occasionally stopping to pull hard on her labia. She didn't seem to mind. In fact, she was loving it.

This would have been the point where I could lie, say I flipped my engorged throbbing member from my leathers and proceeded to wad hard all over her pretty waiting face. Problem is, I didn't even think of that. The camera was a sweaty mess and I was fully concentrating on just holding it steady. When I refocused, he was on his knees, and she was pulling the final glob from his now spent cock. I stopped recording and told them I had to go "right now". On the way out the door, I tripped over the coffee table and stood on the cats tail.

It was all too much. Much too much. As I got round the corner, I threw the scooter up on to the curb and yanked my pants down. It took two strokes, coating a fledgling young camellia in the crossfire.  As I stood there breathing hard, I looked up to see a family with teenagers BBQing in their front yard. The kids hadn't seen me, but the parents had, a sweaty sushi delivery boy with his cock in his hand. As I raised my hand I realised I hadn't been to the Murakami house before. I had now. No one knew what to say and I drove home at pace, wondering if I could get my job back at the movies Monday.

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Sex and Sushi | 72 comments (63 topical, 9 editorial, 0 hidden)
OK. (none / 1) (#1)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 04:08:54 PM EST

As I mentioned in my previous diary, this is about my first time as a semi-professional porn cameraman. This has come about as Fleece and Cambria were questioning me on my fondness for videocameras on IM the other night. cDiss also challenged me to write porn a couple of weeks back so I decided to kill two birds with one stone. I'd hate to think what you're gonna think of this dok.

Enjoy :)

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

first time? (2.75 / 4) (#2)
by cDiss on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 05:26:51 PM EST

you mean there was more?

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yeah bro (3.00 / 2) (#3)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 05:55:09 PM EST

i filmed a swingers event but that got to much for this camper - hell I was only 21.

Depending on how this does, I might write that up.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

do it. (3.00 / 5) (#5)
by cDiss on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:06:00 PM EST

semi-realism pr0n fiction is the shiznit

[ Parent ]
no its creepy (3.00 / 3) (#7)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:13:42 PM EST

and i'm pretty sure it warped my fragile little mind. It started off straight (male-female), got kinky (female-female) but by the end it just got experimental and gross (balls touching).

Some old guy with a mo even had something inserted into his arse. I wish I could say it didn't faze me but it did dude. Oh it did.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

PROOFITY IS GOOD (none / 1) (#13)
by cDiss on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:40:17 PM EST

EVEN IF IT IS FICTIONALIZED

[ Parent ]
as i said (none / 1) (#15)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:43:10 PM EST

I'll do it if this does any good. Oh what the hell, i'll do it anyway.

When's your fUCKtion coming eh cDiss?? hmmm?

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

got no wierd memories to stripmine (none / 1) (#16)
by cDiss on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:46:16 PM EST

so I'd have to make something up.

I could do a 'how it really happened' from some media story, but I'm sure that would be truly horriffic.  heh

[ Parent ]

Do it (none / 1) (#18)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:51:12 PM EST

I think we should have a porn day in the ghetto - say two weeks off - whereby everyone has to submit something porn related. It could turn into an annual event. How's Thursday 19th for you? lol

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

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whoa. (3.00 / 4) (#6)
by the spins on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:09:14 PM EST

have DV cam, will travel.

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lollers (3.00 / 2) (#8)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:17:50 PM EST

There's plenty of people who want someone they can trust. If you wanna get into playing cameraman, you just need to follow up on 'couple' or 'swingers' adverts. I didn't do that, I just kinda fell into it so to speak cos I was a broke student.

Plus, if you know final cut you can make a bit of coin these days from editing the coverage and selling the parties misadventures back to them for good money on DVD.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

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sweet (3.00 / 4) (#11)
by the spins on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:25:07 PM EST

i loved final cut back in the year and a half that i was using it for classes. finally, a realization of a use for the relentless desensitization the internet has drilled into me over the years.

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thats what I'm sayin (3.00 / 3) (#14)
by cDiss on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:41:19 PM EST

I mean, shit, I did concert videography for years, but this sounds like it is a shitload easier


[ Parent ]
It is and it isn't (3.00 / 3) (#17)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:48:39 PM EST

Been Johnnie on the spot for a stage play or a wedding or whatever is one thing, but filming porn is another altogether.

You're watching an incredibly intimate thing up close and personal and sometimes it desensitizes you so much to the act that all you think you're watching is something mechanical. Like a piston diappearing in and out of a cylinder.

The smells are what bring you back down to ground though. I still cringe thinking about the smell of arse sweat dripping on to some bird's forehead while she face deep in some guy's scrotum.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

i don't think it gets easier than legal videograph (3.00 / 3) (#19)
by the spins on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:58:38 PM EST

you bring the camera, point it at the deponent, hit "record" and kick back for the next two hours with your favorite book.

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ever see tampopo? (2.00 / 5) (#4)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 05:58:24 PM EST

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0092048/

then see the pillowbook:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114134/

you will love cts if you see those movies


The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

cheers cts (3.00 / 2) (#9)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:21:25 PM EST

Nah, I've never seen either of those. I've got a mate who works part-time at a video store, so I'll see if he can get tampopo in for me. That Pillowbook one looks good too. Asian chicks are SO hot.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]
whody what? (3.00 / 4) (#20)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 08:00:31 PM EST

I've seen tampopo and love it but I don't see what that has to do with anything here, not CTS, not this Forum letter. . . please explain.

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
sex and food nt (none / 0) (#21)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 08:06:48 PM EST



The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
hmmmm (2.33 / 3) (#23)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 08:19:28 PM EST

this story is more about sex than food, but I can see what you mean, kind of. I do love that part where the yakuza and his woman are slipping each other the egg yolk. . . and that scene with the oyster is pretty hot in a weird way. Fuck that movie rules, too bad it's impossible to buy. Still I don't see how it makes me love CTS, assuming you're refering to yourself.

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
you forgot the best food/ sex part (none / 0) (#24)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 08:29:27 PM EST

where he puts the live jumbo shrimp in lemon juice in a bowl on his gf's stomch, so the shrimp tickles the hell out of her as it tries to escape the acid

as for pillowbook: you're right, that's more like writing and sex, so that doesn't count

so i redeem myself with the same (awesomely insane peter geeenaway) director, with a movie with a better food/ sex link:

The Cook the Thief His Wife & Her Lover

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0097108/

The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]

haha oh yeah that movie rules too (none / 1) (#26)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 08:41:16 PM EST

these two movies are more about asian cooking than sex, do you know them?
The God of Cookery
Chinese Feast
Eat, Drink, Man Woman

Chinese Feast has my favorite segments but is ruined by its purile asian humor. I think there is a room for a really good cook-fu movie, though.

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
i like these movies more than those: (3.00 / 2) (#27)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:12:13 PM EST

Slant Eyed Sluts
Black Dicks in Asian Chicks 2
Fresh Asian Sex Sluts
Whoriental Sex Academy 3

http://www.asiansexgazette.com/asg/southeast_asia/southeast07news93.htm

i post this because i honestly like "low culture" more than "high culture"

i despise elitist film snobs, even though i appreciate a lot of the movies they do. sorry

i have to go take a shower and watch some asian porn, i am disgusted by the snobbery this thread has exposed me too. i am debased, i feel sick

The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]

ROR wtf? (3.00 / 3) (#28)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:14:51 PM EST

can't talk to you about politics, can't talk to you about stupid asian cooking movies. . . you really are a weird dude.

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
how about french cultural protectionism? nt ;-P (none / 1) (#30)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:18:06 PM EST



The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
huh. if you want (none / 0) (#31)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:18:56 PM EST

seems more snobby to me than the fried piss balls in God of Cookery.

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
ok (none / 1) (#32)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:23:02 PM EST

isn't cultural protectionism the last gasp of a dying culture? a healhty culture is open and changing all the time. a culture that walls itself off to preserve something that is impossible to preserve only wilts and dies. so what the fuck is wrong with the french?


The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
hmmm, provacative questions (3.00 / 1) (#33)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:32:07 PM EST

The main problem the French have is their love of striped shirts, cigarettes, red wine, garlic, and pissing their pants. Their unhealthly culture, stagnant since the time of Louis XIV, is moribond, and the French language has been reduced to using words like le shit, le bowling, and la musique to prop up its wilted lexicon. It's too late to talk about French culture dying, it's already dead.

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
thank you, the truth ;-) have a cookie: (none / 0) (#35)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 10:10:40 PM EST

french culture is NOT dead, as long as it keeps making these:

katsumi

a culture grows when it cross pollinates with other cultures

sometimes literally

gulp... god damn, please keep making katsumis

The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]

OH GOD. A FRENCH FIGHT IN MY PORN STORY. (3.00 / 2) (#34)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 09:34:39 PM EST

great.

Q. Hey how do you know a Frenchman's been on your premises?
A. All the cheese is gone and the dog's pregnant.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

katsumi, please more katsumi (none / 1) (#36)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 10:11:46 PM EST

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katsumi

The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
Nice, but if we're going high brow (none / 0) (#37)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 10:26:18 PM EST

Marion Cotillard

My dream princess. I'll leave you google her less respectable pictures at your leisure.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

wtf, she's not asian, fuck that nt (none / 0) (#38)
by circletimessquare on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 10:44:17 PM EST



The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
but she is french (none / 1) (#39)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 11:04:54 PM EST

and as we are switching at random between the two cultures, i thought it time to introduce her ying to your katsumi's yang.

Speaking of which, i'd quite like to see that. An Asian/French lesbo extravaganza.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

tittie in taxi (none / 0) (#44)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 11:17:41 PM EST

what else is there?

No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
NSFW (none / 0) (#45)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 11:27:03 PM EST

Maid Marion


Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]
American "Asian pr0n" sucks balls (3.00 / 2) (#47)
by nostalgiphile on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 02:36:25 AM EST

Like all American porn--1) actresses ugly; 2) stereotypes boring; 3) cinematography absolute shit; 4) sex acts unimaginative and routine-looking (and obviously staged); in short, if someone gives it to me I'll watch it for laughs, but I won't waste my money to buy it or bandwidth to download it...

"Depending on your perspective you are an optimist or a pessimist[,] and a hopeless one too." --trhurler
[ Parent ]
so what's the best? nt (none / 0) (#48)
by circletimessquare on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 03:15:40 AM EST



The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
Japanese, natuerlich (none / 1) (#63)
by nostalgiphile on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 01:15:14 AM EST

Point your p2p gizmo to the film: [無修正] 流出 常盤桜子 kaikan(カイカン) and prepare to drool, motherfucker! Alternatively, if you can't find that one, anything from "一本道"/1pondo.

"Depending on your perspective you are an optimist or a pessimist[,] and a hopeless one too." --trhurler
[ Parent ]
i agree, best site evAr: (none / 0) (#68)
by circletimessquare on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 08:28:24 PM EST

http://tokyotopless.com/

The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

[ Parent ]
eat drink man woman (none / 0) (#41)
by the spins on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 11:08:26 PM EST

i had to watch that for a class on chinese film. definitely one of the low points of the class.

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I guess you're not a golfer. (none / 1) (#43)
by thankyougustad on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 11:16:45 PM EST



No no thanks no
Je n'aime que le bourbon
no no thanks no
c'est une affaire de goût.

[ Parent ]
Forum letter (none / 1) (#22)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 08:07:10 PM EST

Least its Penthouse you're referring it too and not some Barely 18 flick story. lol

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]
Hi-rez link to the video? (3.00 / 5) (#10)
by givemegmail111 on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:22:20 PM EST



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McDonalds: i'm lovin' it
Start your day tastefully with a Sausage, Egg & Cheese McGriddle, only at McDonalds.
Rusty fix my sig, dammit!
I had to leave all tapes, cameras (none / 0) (#12)
by aural junkie on Wed Oct 04, 2006 at 06:31:30 PM EST

and their seedy content when i walked out the door. I was provided everything i wanted when i arrived, wine, coke, weed, whatever, but i was never allowed to leave with footage.

I never even saw the end product, just the action live through my little eyepiece. Watching through the lens never bothered me toooo much, it would be when i looked at the scene through naked eyes that it would seem more real.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

you think japanese women are hot? (2.33 / 12) (#50)
by dongs on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 04:55:23 AM EST

wow, what a rare treat it is to find a faggot with yellow fever on kuro5hin.

to borrow a kittenism (1.62 / 8) (#51)
by aural junkie on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 05:00:04 AM EST

ha hahha aha hah haa hah hahhahaha hahah haaa. fucking idiot.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]
borrow a klerckism, faggot (2.20 / 10) (#53)
by dongs on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 05:11:25 AM EST



[ Parent ]
lol borrow a whut? (2.25 / 4) (#54)
by aural junkie on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 05:25:56 AM EST

fuck, could you get any lamer! sheeesus.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]
LOL PRICELESS (2.16 / 6) (#55)
by dongs on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 05:39:52 AM EST

YOU'RE TELLING THE WORLD HOW YOU LIKE TO JACK OFF IN FRONT OF TEENAGE BOYS, AND I'M THE LAME ONE? GET YOUR PROZAC DOSE ADJUSTED, FAGGOT.

[ Parent ]
lol whut (2.00 / 3) (#60)
by aural junkie on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 03:39:03 PM EST

WHERE OH WHERE DO I SAY I LIKE TO JACK OFF IN FRONT OF TEENAGE BOYS YOU FELCHING CUM CRUSTED FLUFF BOY? I WAS THE FUCKING CAMERAMAN.

FUCK YOU ARE AN AVERAGE TROLL.

Who the fuck do you think you are? K5 Weather? - Mr Strange

[ Parent ]

never "borrow a kittenism" (3.00 / 4) (#57)
by army of phred on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 07:47:55 AM EST

unless you are really serious about joining the loser brigade.

"Republicans are evil." lildebbie
"I have no fucking clue what I'm talking about." motormachinemercenary
"my wife is getting a blowjob" ghostoft1ber
[ Parent ]
Indeed (1.80 / 5) (#61)
by kitten on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 09:01:43 PM EST

You should instead to be more like some anonymous nobody on the internets who seems curiously obsessed with any reference to me he manages to stumble across.
mirrorshades radio - darkwave, synthpop, industrial, futurepop.
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+1fp /nt (3.00 / 2) (#52)
by MichaelCrawfish on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 05:03:28 AM EST



-1, author must write with English accent (2.50 / 2) (#56)
by Egil Skallagrimson on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 07:04:22 AM EST

not with Japanese accent.

"While been dragged around sale windows the following Saturday"

WTF?

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Enterobacteria phage T2 is a virulent bacteriophage of the T4-like viruses genus, in the family Myoviridae. It infects E. coli and is the best known of the T-even phages. Its virion contains linear double-stranded DNA, terminally redundant and circularly permuted.

Sweetness of sushi rice yields yeast infection (1.50 / 2) (#59)
by Enlarged to Show Texture on Thu Oct 05, 2006 at 09:22:14 AM EST

Hirez at -11.


"Those people who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do." -- Isaac Asimov
+1FP, and if you don't vote this up (2.25 / 4) (#64)
by nostalgiphile on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 02:32:13 AM EST

Satan, the Fiend, is gonna come to you in your sleep and take you away to hell where he'll rip thin pieces of your skin off one strip at a time and make you watch as he feeds them to his dogs and then sodomize your skeleton with his barbed pitchfork thingee. There. Now do the right thing.

"Depending on your perspective you are an optimist or a pessimist[,] and a hopeless one too." --trhurler
I enjoyed this a lot... (none / 1) (#67)
by mybostinks on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 07:38:40 PM EST

and it should have gone FP. But, that is k5. Anyway, I hope you contribute some more.

Thanks!

This (none / 0) (#69)
by thermopeculiar on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 09:43:08 PM EST

is my third post here Terry. The others have been under other 'nicks', this been another. And yeah dude, I'll keep contributing. I'm just stoked I got 'adult content' posted ;)

Thanks for your vote of confidence :)

you know k5 is fucked when even the trolls start becoming disillusioned - thekubrix

[ Parent ]

File under Dork Tries To Be Cool Via Sex. (none / 1) (#70)
by Comrade Wonderful on Mon Oct 09, 2006 at 09:30:42 AM EST

One of my favorites!  Normal people would be embarassed to post this.

Dude. (none / 0) (#71)
by thermopeculiar on Mon Oct 09, 2006 at 11:29:14 PM EST

Where the hell are you gonna find normal people on this website? I mean really...

you know k5 is fucked when even the trolls start becoming disillusioned - thekubrix

[ Parent ]
I didn't mean to imply that I expected to... nt (none / 0) (#72)
by Comrade Wonderful on Tue Oct 10, 2006 at 03:39:28 PM EST



[ Parent ]
dear k5 (none / 0) (#73)
by wji on Fri Oct 27, 2006 at 10:43:09 AM EST

i never thought this would happen to me, but...

In conclusion, the Powerpuff Girls are a reactionary, pseudo-feminist enterprise.
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