KTV sex prelude

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The car stopped on a brightly lit street. Xiao Ma opened the car door and looked around. The neon lights flashed, illuminating the entire street as if it were daytime. Bars, KTVs, discos, and slow-rock bars stretched as far as the eye could see. Hai Tao's shop was located here.
After parking the car, Hai Tao led Xiao Ma and three girls into a building near the parking lot. They took the elevator to the 7th floor and entered a dimly lit bar with flashing laser lights. Xiao Ma hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the sign at the entrance, "8090s Slow-Road Bar," and followed them inside.
Tongtong and Weiwei seemed to be regulars, greeting the pretty girls and handsome guys passing by from time to time. Xiao Ma hadn't been to a place like this for two years. No, he should say he hadn't been since graduating from university. He used to be surrounded by middle-aged people every day. This place seemed to be a world for young people. Was he getting old?
Hai Tao went to the bar and chatted with the bartender for a few words before returning to pat Xiao Ma's arm.
"Brother Ma, let's go upstairs. Nothing's changed, it's still a KTV. Let's talk upstairs, it's too noisy here,"
Haitao shouted in Xiao Ma's ear.
Haitao led Xiao Ma along the edge of the dance floor crowd, up the first staircase to the 8th floor, told the KTV receptionist, and got a large private room. Just as they sat down, two young men came in carrying baskets of snacks and beer. Xiao Yu, with Tongtong and Weiwei, wandered around the karaoke machine.
"Brother Ma, it's been almost a year since we last met. Come on, let's have a toast," Haitao said, opening two bottles of beer, handing one to Xiao Ma, clinking them together.
Being Northeastern men, they gulped down half a bottle and smiled at each other.
"Hai Zi, when did you turn the first floor into a bar? You didn't even say a word. It's good that your brother came to help you out, you did something wrong!" Xiao Ma teased him.
"There's no other way. If we don't change, we're doomed. The KTV industry is declining, as you know. These days, every KTV needs a large, lavish storefront. My shop is on the 7th floor, and the entrance on the 1st floor is just competing with other places. There are barbecue restaurants and cafes everywhere. The first two years after opening were okay; the customer traffic was good. That's because the street was newly developed, and there weren't many residents. You were here when it opened too. There were only one or two KTVs popping up on the street. Two years ago, the city gave us a policy to support the entertainment industry, offering tax rebates. Good grief, they all jumped in, leaving my place deserted. Later, I consulted a guru who gave me advice: convert the first floor into a dance hall, and take over the ninth floor to make guest rooms. That saved the business." Haitao laughed and was about to clink glasses with Xiaoma again.
Xiaoma, however, showed no joy. He dodged Haitao's bottle, pondering the idea of taking over the ninth floor, his expression growing increasingly somber.
"Tell me, how much did you borrow this time?" Xiao Ma said in a deep voice. Tongtong and Weiwei turned to look at him.
"Nine million," Haitao said nonchalantly.
"Damn it, are you crazy?" Xiao Ma's curse followed immediately. Xiaoyu obviously knew, and remained calm, but Tongtong and Weiwei's surprise was obvious.
"It was a bit risky, but it's all over now. The loan from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China was approved in March." Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief, but his heavy expression didn't completely disappear. Instead, he fell into deep thought.
Haitao was a very decisive and intelligent man, but he sincerely admired his older brother. Seeing that Xiao Ma didn't continue to scold him, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
"At the time, there was no other way. After two years of business, we hadn't even recouped our principal, and we owed a huge amount of money. If we didn't continue borrowing, we would be dead. Borrowing gave us a chance to survive," Xiao Ma continued to explain.
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Tongtong interjected and asked. "Brother Tao, is it a loan from a loan shark? I always see those scenes on TV, with interest compounding, like 'nine out, thirteen back'—can you ever pay off that much interest?"
Xiao Ma chuckled in exasperation, pointing at Hai Tao. "Hai Zi, you explain it to her."
Hai Tao, hearing Xiao Ma's laughter, finally felt relieved. He looked at Tong Tong with approval and began to explain, "You shouldn't watch too many gangster movies. 'Nine out, thirteen back'—loans do exist, but such large sums are rare, and they're illegal. What I borrowed is a private financing channel, semi-legal, skirting the law. The interest rate is definitely higher than bank loan rates, but not as high as you're saying. It's usually one percent interest. You might not understand, so let me give you an example: if I borrow 1 million, I should pay back 1.12 million after a year. Do you understand now? But if it's a one-year loan, the interest rate is lower than bank loan rates, making it more affordable."
Tong Tong listened intently, seemingly understanding, yet still having some questions. "But that's still not appropriate. Borrowing money to open a bar or KTV, you can't possibly break even in a year, two years, three years, the interest will just keep going up. Why not just take out a bank loan from the start?"
"This involves risk assessment. You've asked the wrong person. Ask your brother Ma. That's what he does. Corporate management risk assessment, engineering risk assessment, financial policy risk assessment, that's his specialty." Haitao continued, turning the conversation to Xiao Ma next to him.
Xiao Ma sighed helplessly. "I never said I was over it, Tongtong. You've never dealt with bank loans before, so you wouldn't understand. I can't explain this in a short time if I'm too technical. Let me put it simply: banks generally lend in three ways. First, policy-based loans, which are given to the government itself for urban construction or to companies supported by the policy. Second, mortgage loans, where you need to have something appraised at 1 million yuan and prove you have a stable income to repay it. They'll lend you about 600,000 yuan, which is about 60% of the appraised value. Third, corporate loans, which are based on the company's revenue or the risk assessment of the project contract. The company needs to have been operating for more than two years and have a reasonable cash flow before they can lend to you. This is the most difficult way to get a loan, but Hai Zi's KTV can only get a loan this way."
Xiao Ma explained briefly and then stopped talking. Tongtong seemed very interested in these things, but seeing that Xiao Ma wasn't very talkative, she didn't ask any more questions. Just then, the music started playing, and Xiao Yu picked up the microphone and started singing.
"It's obvious we made a mistake, we just glanced at each other..." The song was called "Sharing Loneliness," a Cantonese song, quite nice. Xiao Ma sighed; he'd missed out on so much in the past two years.
"Hai Zi, how did you meet Xiao Yu? I've never heard you mention having a girlfriend."
"We met last year when things weren't going well. A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and we haven't even had an anniversary or anything." Hai Tao opened two more bottles of wine, handing one to Xiao Ma, and then glanced at Xiao Yu singing on stage with a hint of emotion.
Xiao Yu seductively wiggled her pert bottom, blew Hai Tao a kiss, and continued singing.
"Sharing hardships, huh? No, you've got a good deal, at least she's not after your money," Xiao Ma joked.
"Hehe, I won't hide it from you. Back then, I was so broke I was practically turning my hair white. So I started thinking about doing something shady, like hiring prostitutes to sing with me. I even found a few pimps to help. I got plenty of prostitutes, but they weren't high-class enough, so I set my sights on Jincheng Foreign Affairs College. At that time, Xiaoyu was working as a pimp there, helping the female students find clients," Haitao said without any hesitation.
Xiaoma glanced at Xiaoyu on stage, singing and swaying seductively. She was wearing a dark black office lady suit, her long, straight legs exposed, and her long, straight black hair reaching her waist. He thought to himself, "Looks are average (75), figure (90), temperament (95). I really don't see any hint of prostitution. You'd think she was a white-collar worker."
"Why did you think of going to the school to find a pimp? Aren't you afraid of blocking the pimps' path to wealth and causing conflicts of interest?"
Xiao Ma asked curiously. It was true. Although both were prostitutes, prostitutes in society and part-time prostitutes in brothels were two different circles. Although there were no real organized crime groups in China, involving vested interests could cause a lot of trouble. This included fire departments, sanitation departments, police, urban management officers, etc., which seemed unrelated to prostitutes, but were actually all entangled in a complex web of relationships. Although there weren't any major problems, dealing with such a large circle was very troublesome.
"Trouble is trouble, so let's solve it. This is a small problem. The real problem is the quality of the girls. One day I was driving past the Foreign Affairs College and saw all those groups of female students. It suddenly dawned on me—this is the biggest talent pool in all of Jincheng! Think about it, what does the Foreign Affairs College do?" Haitao took out his cigarette case, lit one for Xiao Ma—a Hongtashan, 10 yuan a pack, not a good brand. He continued, "The Foreign Affairs College trains flight attendants, tour guides, etiquette models, and ceremony hosts. Nearly 2,000 people, and over 80% of them are beauties." "And their demeanor, their figures, they're way better than any of the girls in the real world. Unlike those from music or film academies, who have luxury cars chauffeured around and act all high and mighty, the girls here are like weeds, constantly being replaced by new batches every year."
Xiao Ma chuckled as he listened. "Watch out, those three girls upstairs are from the Foreign Affairs Academy. They'll come over and beat you up later."
Weiwei immediately played along, pretending to be angry and glaring at Haitao, raising her hand to hit him. Haitao raised his hand to beg for mercy, while Tongtong was focused on flipping through the playlist, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.
"At that time, I made up my mind to contact the pimps at the Foreign Affairs College. So I mobilized my brothers and friends and contacted them for two days. I got Xiaoyu's phone number from one of my buddies. When I called, Xiaoyu was doing her job. As soon as the call connected, before I could say anything, I heard moaning and groaning all over the other end."
Xiao Ma obviously didn't expect Haitao to talk about his girlfriend doing her job in front of him. Although he and Haitao had never taken sex seriously since they were young, and they had lost their virginity together on the belly of the big-butt slut next door in junior high school, it was a past he didn't want to recall. (If any netizens are interested in this history, I will find an opportunity to write it down, or maybe add a prequel or recollection after this article is finished.) But after all, this was not an unrelated woman, but Haizi's current girlfriend. Although Xiao Ma was a little embarrassed at this moment, the excitement in his heart gradually rose, and his heart began to beat faster. His lower body, which had been swollen because of Yao Wei's lewdness, had finally subsided, but now it was starting to engorge again.
Haitao naturally noticed that Xiaoma's crotch was starting to bulge, but he didn't seem to care. Unlike the embarrassment of being discovered by Xiaoma in the car earlier, or perhaps because he didn't want to pretend in front of his childhood friend, he had now adapted to his new identity in Xiaoma's eyes and seemed to enjoy confiding in others about these things. He then changed the subject. He continued,
"I was so annoyed at the time. Xiaoyu was over there moaning 'Ah! Ah!' while asking me in a low voice, 'Who are you? How do you have this phone number?'"
Just then, Xiaoyu finished singing, and the volume of the speaker was getting lower and lower. Xiaoyu heard this sentence clearly. She rolled her eyes at Haitao, handed the phone to Tongtong, and turned around to sit on the other side of Haitao as if nothing had happened. It was clear that this wasn't the first time Haitao had talked about his girlfriend's past in front of his friends. On the other side, Tongtong and Weiwei didn't take it seriously either, singing and flipping through their playlists as usual.
Haitao reached out and touched his girlfriend's smooth, unstockinged thigh, then continued, "I told her I got her number from a friend and wanted to talk to her about some business. I remember I was very sincere, but she acted like she didn't hear me. There was no response. It took a while before I realized from her voice that she was still on top, not answering the phone at all! Ugh!"
Xiaoyu pinched Haitao's waist and glared at him, saying, "I didn't hear what you said. I didn't even want to answer the phone. That fatso said, 'Answer it, we can do it while we're doing it.' I was on top, it's too tiring to raise my hand to answer the phone, so I just threw the phone on the bed."
Haitao's penis started to throb, and his hands became even more restless, running down the inside of her thighs under her OL uniform skirt. Suddenly, he remembered what she had said earlier, "Oh right, I was feeling down at the time, and..." "I pressed the record button on my phone, but I didn't tell you. I'm checking if I have the recording from back then."
At first, Xiaoyu thought Haitao was talking nonsense, but when she saw Haitao actually pull out his Samsung phone and search through it, she said coquettishly, "You actually recorded it? You pervert!"
Haitao dodged Xiaoyu's slender hand reaching for the phone, "I didn't know you back then, so I recorded it anyway. Hmm, found it."
The music was still playing, and Tongtong was still singing a love song in her colorful dress. Haitao turned the phone volume up to the maximum and placed it on the coffee table. Xiaoyu's and a strange man's voices came from the phone. Although Tongtong's singing was quite loud from the speaker, Xiaoma and the other two were very close to the phone, and Xiaoyu's shouts of "Ah, ah" were still clearly audible. Tongtong on the stage seemed to have heard something, glanced over, and continued singing along with the music.
"Ah, ah, brother... brother... big cock brother... ah. ah!... brother's cock is so big, ah... so thick, ah... woo woo... fuck me, fuck me,... ah..."
"Slut, um... tell me! Aren't you a big slut, um... your ass is so strong, um... it feels so good to sit on, um..."
"Yes, I'm a slut, my cunt is for brother to fuck, ah... brother... fuck me... fuck me hard... give me brother's semen... ah... um... give it all to me... I want it. ah..."
"Look at your big cunt, ah... these tits... um... so soft... um"
"Ah... brother, touch gently... ah... my breasts... ah... all brother's... gently rub them... ah..."
"I can't take it anymore, um... change positions, ah... you're on the bottom... I want to fuck you from above..."
"Brother... brother... give it to me, I want brother's semen..."
"Oh no, it's out... Come back quickly, I want my brother to fuck me, come on, put it into my little hole, I want more... Ah!... It's so big, ah... I'm filled up... Ah..."
Xiao Ma listened with great interest while looking at Xiao Yu across from him, whose face was flushed. Xiao Yu's bare, slender legs were rubbing against each other, and the decadence of desire seemed to drip from her hazy eyes.
"Ah...brother...um...faster...harder...ah...not deep enough...sister wants it deeper...ah...sister's little hole...deep inside...um...want brother's...brother's big cock...ah...put sister's legs on brother's shoulders...um...um...so deep...big cock...
big cock..."
"Slut...um...your little hole is so tight...it feels so good, ah...um."
"Ah...my little hole feels so good...ah...sister's little hole will always belong to brother...ah...harder...
ah...don't lick sister's feet,...it's so itchy...ah...fuck me...cock...cock...ah...
brother is so perverted, ah...toes...ah...all five toes are inside...ah"
"These little feet, so white,um...um...so fragrant...um...um. Almost there...ah...almost there...
"
"Shoot it into me...brother...ah...shoot it into my mouth...ah...I want to eat it...um...brother's semen shoot into me."
"Ah...wrap it...mmm...with your tongue...mmm...circle...mmm...you're so good at wrapping...ah...ah...ah...I'm coming. Ah..."
The sounds of labor stopped there, leaving only the heavy breathing of a man and a woman. After a long while, other sounds came.
"...Brother, are you tired? Brother...you're so good at fucking...fuck me to death...hehe."
Xiao Ma thought there would be more passion, but the sounds stopped abruptly.
Tongtong and Weiwei had gathered around at some point. The accompaniment music from the record player was still playing, but from the increasingly restless breathing of the five people present, it was clear that no one was in the mood to sing anymore.
Haitao got up and beckoned Xiaoma to go upstairs
. Tongtong, her eyes still glazed, clung to Xiaoma's waist, while Weiwei, tidying her sweat-dampened hair, followed behind. In front of room 0927, Haitao pulled out a key card, opened the door, and led the three of them inside. He then inserted the card into the wall and said, "Brother Ma, I'm in room 0928 next door, goodnight."
Before Xiaoma could say anything, Haitao had already closed the door. Xiaoma turned to look at Tongtong and Weiwei beside him. Tongtong was quite bold, pulling Xiaoma towards the bed. Wenwen, meanwhile, slowly removed her makeup and turned on the hot water in the bathtub.
Xiaoma sat on the edge of the bed, hugging Tongtong's waist, and kissed her pink-lipped lips. Tongtong didn't hesitate, her tongue flicking out.
While enjoying Tongtong's soft, red tongue, Xiao Ma's hands began to climb up her soft breasts. Wow, they're really big! No wonder she's so petite and slender; all the nutrition goes there.
Tongtong kissed Xiao Ma as she kicked off her blue open-toed high heels. Her nimble hands caressed Xiao Ma's neck, her legs, encased in pink stockings, curved and slid down his thighs towards his genitals, finally stopping at the zipper, where she lightly pressed against it, finding it very comfortable.
Meanwhile, Weiwei, having finished dressing, took off her high heels and stepped onto the bed next to Xiao Ma. She lifted the hem of her deep purple nightclub dress, revealing her long, slender legs in black stockings. Her 170cm height made her lower body appear exceptionally sexy. She gently massaged her legs, removing her stockings.
Xiao Ma, his eyes gleaming, reached out and gently stroked Weiwei's straight calves. Meanwhile, Tongtong's pink feet carefully unzipped Xiao Ma's trousers, taking the opportunity to slip inside.
"Stop it!" Weiwei slapped away the hand that was bothering her.
Weiwei's distinctive accent didn't stop Xiao Ma's hand; instead, it became even more brazen, climbing up his silk-clad legs to his small, pert buttocks beneath his dress.
Weiwei rolled her eyes at Xiao Ma, then grabbed his head and kissed him passionately, her French kiss technique quite skillful. Tongtong, her head pushed away, looked quite angry. She knelt down, her snow-white hands unbuckling Xiao Ma's suit trousers belt, slipping through the gap in his shirt and playing with his underwear.
Feeling Tongtong's soft little hands caressing his precious treasure, Xiao Ma removed his shirt. After a while, her fleshy lips parted, leaving long strands of saliva. Weiwei licked her lower lip, seemingly still wanting more. She removed her dress, then turned and walked towards the bathtub, unhooking her purple lace bra and small purple panties, tossing them carelessly onto the floor behind her. With the bathroom door wide open, she slid into the bathtub, her naked, snow-white body propelled by her hands. She turned her head and watched with amusement the lustful couple outside the bathroom, enjoying this live sex show.
Xiao Ma lifted Tongtong, who was licking his belly with her little tongue while skillfully playing with his glans, quickly stripped off his clothes, shoes, and socks, and then carried Tongtong to the bed.
Tongtong leaned over and lay on Xiaoma's chest, her small hands stroking it. Her pink-stockinged legs rubbed against Xiaoma's manhood. Xiaoma's erection was already in the air, and he lay sprawled on his back, reaching forward to try and unbutton Tongtong's beige dress. Unfortunately, the angle wasn't right, and he couldn't get it open. Tongtong laughed, propped herself up, stretched out her legs, and straddled Xiaoma's stomach. While unbuttoning her dress, she asked,
"Brother Ma, do you have a girlfriend?"
Xiaoma played with Tongtong's pink-stockinged feet, looked up at her delicate face as she removed her navy blue earrings, and asked.
"Yeah, we're getting married in the second half of this year."
A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Tongtong's face as she unhooked her snow-white cotton bra and said with a smile, "Congratulations! Remember to invite me to the wedding, okay? We can sneak a little something in the bridal chamber, hehe."
Hearing this, Xiaoma felt his manhood grow even larger, pressing against Tongtong's cool back.
Seemingly sensing the heat on her back, Tongtong puffed out her proud, snow-white breasts and reached behind her to stroke them a couple of times.
Xiao Ma could no longer restrain himself. Without waiting for the girl to remove her beige dress and stockings, he turned around, pinned Tongtong beneath him, and kissed her large, pink nipple.
"Mmm..." Tongtong groaned comfortably, her arms encircling Xiao Ma's neck.
At the same time, from behind the wall at the head of the bed came Xiaoyu's uniquely seductive moans. "Brother...
brother...fuck me...ah...my pussy feels so good...ah..."
Tongtong and Xiaoma were stunned for a moment. Well, the soundproofing wasn't very good, but the atmosphere became even more ambiguous.
Xiaoma stuck out his tongue and licked the girl's pink nipples, supporting his body with one hand while the other hand was also busy stroking the pert buttocks covered by the dress.
"Ah...ah...my little pussy is so itchy...fill it up, ah..." Accompanied by the moans of Haizi and Xiaoyu next door, Xiaoma knelt up, lifted Tongtong's two pairs of pink stockinged legs, and pulled off her white cotton panties.
Looking at the 19-year-old girl in front of him, Xiaoma couldn't help but sigh. She was really a beauty. She was 160 cm tall but had such long and slender legs, D-cup breasts, and although her face was a bit ordinary, it was still quite delicate. Of course, she couldn't compare to Weiwei. Weiwei was someone who lived off her looks. Thinking of this, he turned his head to look into the bathroom. In the bathtub, Weiwei was resting her chin on the edge of the tub, watching intently with a smile.
Seeing this, Tongtong pouted, reached out and turned Xiao Ma's head back, then stood up and asked for a kiss.
Xiao Ma savored Tongtong's lips and tongue while reaching out to touch her vulva; it was already overflowing with moisture. Xiao Ma slowly stroked Tongtong's petals, sometimes touching her clitoris, sometimes tentatively inserting his middle finger a little and then pulling it out, teasing Tongtong little by little, but not going deep inside.
"Mmm...mmm..." Tongtong was in great discomfort, unlike the heart-wrenching cries from the other side of the wall; Tongtong's voice conveyed a feeling of wanting but being unable to.
This continued for about five or six minutes. Tongtong finally couldn't help but loosen her arms from around Xiaoma's neck, her eyes glazed over as she pouted and said coquettishly, "Mmm!!! You're so mean, give it to me, give it to me."
Xiaoma smiled, but his hands no longer hesitated. His middle finger was deeply inserted into her forbidden zone, teasing, vibrating, and rubbing. Watching Tongtong's desire becoming increasingly uncontrollable, he suddenly pulled his finger out before she reached her climax, holding it up to her face and playfully waving it. His entire palm was wet with her juices, which dripped from his fingertips onto Tongtong's face. Tongtong, her eyes still glazed over, swallowed his middle finger and sucked on it repeatedly.
"Give it to me, Brother Ma, give it to me, I want it."
At the same time, the lewd panting from across the wall abruptly stopped. Clearly, Haitao and Xiaoyu's first wave had passed. Xiaoma didn't bother with any more foreplay, his red and hot penis thrusting hard into her wet cave.

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