Chicken in a basket...no its not about food

[okiebugg]

It was 1965, I was 18 years old and on my senior trip..........to Viet Nam. I had been in country for about 1 1/2 weeks waiting for my unit to organize before being assigned to an area very close to the DMZ

Some friends who were assigned to DaNang invited me to go into Saigon for 'Chicken in a Basket'. Being young, stupid and always looking for something to eat, I thought I would go along.

I later found that this experience had nothing to do with food.

I followed my friends to a rough area of the city that I viewed with some trepidation and went into a shanty even though I was somewhat alarmed about the area.

It was a brothel. There were many Viet Namese women in the building. I was instructed by one of my friends to relax, smoke a 'reefer' and socialize. After a couple of 'smokes', and several ounces of Rice Wine, I found myself higher than the Space Shuttle and in the company of five women. It seems that one of my friends had paid the $1.60 America needed to have their services.

"Chicken in a Basket"

I was taken to a small room and asked to undress. I found myself in a small shower area being bathed by these small women, taken to another room and given a massage by all of these women to relieve my stress. After I gave them a 'load, they continued to massage me until I had recovered.

Suspended above the table I was laying on, was a large wicker type basket which was suspended from the ceiling. The basket had a large hole in the bottom. I was enjoying myself. I watched as one of the women climbed up a ladder into the attic area then climbed down into the basket. she climbed through a hole in the ceiling into the basket suspended above me. The basket was held by a rope to a pulley system and ran across to the floor to the hands of an old gentleman. It was very old, looked unsafe, and I in my mood didn't give a shit. The woman then positioned her genitals so that her vaginal opening was centered upon the hole in the bottom of the basket. it was then lowered slowly.

I discovered suddenly that the rest of the women were massaging some very spicy oils onto my pecker and nuts. Simultaneously, one of the women gave the basket a very slight spin. The old man lowered the basket using the rope onto my member. The combination of the 'hot' spicy oil and the woman being lowered onto my member was almost more than I could stand. I can to this day remember the eroticism of this event. Trying to hold myself back while this woman is rotating on me combined with the spices was more than I could overcum. I remember trying to hold back to no avail and exploded in less than a minute. I went back many times.

[Enjoyin]

I experienced this while stationed in Korea!!!! WOW! Thanks for reviving the memory. I haven't thought of that in years.

[shirleyann]

Don't mean to hijack this thread but I personally want to thank both of you (and any others who have served who read this) for what you did for our great country. You may not have gotten the appreciation you deserved when you came back, but there are a lot of us from younger generations who "get it".

Thank you.