[I and three of my buddies booked a Vietnamese girl for a 5P session]

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I had a 5P with three buddies and hired a Vietnamese girl.

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 5,000

Let me briefly introduce my hometown. It's a small county in Guangxi, near Yunnan.
Most of the girls here are from Vietnam, and there are quite a few of them. We call them Vietnamese girls. Prices
generally start at 50 yuan for a quickie, and higher prices depend on the girl's quality. Overnight stays start at 200 yuan, and I haven't
heard of any Vietnamese girl charging 300 yuan for an overnight stay. Any higher, and even the working class in this small county probably couldn't
afford . Of course, those public servants who can "reimburse" are another matter. I've seen many
netizens online who are quite curious about Vietnam and Vietnamese women, wondering what they look like. But for
people in our county, it's nothing unusual. Actually, Vietnamese girls look similar to people from southern China, specifically
from Guangdong, Guangxi, and Hainan. I think guys from Guangdong, Guangxi, and Hainan
will understand this once they see a Vietnamese woman in person. Actually, Southeast Asian women all look pretty much the same, except for Indians.
I've never appreciated the skin tone of Indians; it's yellowish-brown, which I find rather dirty. Even the beautiful female lead in
the Oscar winning film *Slumdog Millionaire* still looks a bit strange to me.
Some might ask if Vietnamese women are beautiful? My answer is, like all countries, Vietnamese women
have both beautiful and unattractive women. For example, I
found incredibly beautiful, especially the scene where the old man cuts off the top of her stockings, then removes them, and uses her feet to
knead dough—it made my blood boil (if you haven't seen it, I recommend watching it). Of course, in my
hometown the Vietnamese women working as prostitutes also vary in appearance.

Okay, that's the introduction. Before getting to the main text, I want to reiterate that my work is absolutely original and authentic! Some readers might find
the earlier parts verbose, but I think it's important to be clear, because the process was quite interesting.

That day, three friends from my hometown came to visit the county town. Naturally, I did my best to be a good host. After a few days,
they were going back, so I took them to the station and bought their tickets. But there were still two and a half hours before departure. Sitting
in the waiting room was too stupid, and going to an internet cafe or playing pool seemed pointless. So, I went to a hotel near the station and booked
a room for a few hours, planning to watch TV while waiting to pass the time. Bored, I watched TV for a while, and I forget who
suggested we find a prostitute. They said four people could share one, a 5P, and everyone
would be watching in the room and recording it on their phones, making sure the prostitute couldn't walk. So, driven by boredom,
my cousin and I went to the massage parlor at the end of the hotel to look for a prostitute. There was only one woman there,
wearing a white miniskirt, with pretty good skin—fair and smooth—though her face wasn't the most attractive feature,
but still usable. So we told the woman our idea was a 5P. The brothel owner
was probably hearing this request for the first time and was quite surprised, saying she didn't understand why young people like us were doing this.
The Vietnamese girl next to us also cursed us, saying we were crazy for not wanting to take their clients, and that we were just prostitutes pretending to be something we
'd never seen before. I told the brothel owner that we weren't short of
women ; we've slept with quite a few girls, so we really weren't short of women), we just
wanted to try something new because we'd only seen these women in porn but never actually done it ourselves, so we wanted to try it out.
The brothel owner, seeing how sincere we were, didn't seem like we were just bored and using her for entertainment, so she
believed us. But the Vietnamese girl in the white dress refused, so the brothel owner called another
woman who was out shopping to come back. A little while later, the woman arrived, and my eyes lit up. Wasn't this the woman I'd seen when I bought the ticket?
I'd thought she was wearing a short, sexy skirt, and sure enough, she was a prostitute. The woman was wearing a
red miniskirt, had a decent figure, and was prettier than the one in the white dress. She agreed, but on the condition that
we couldn't all be in the room; it had to be one at a time. Those who weren't going to have sex had to wait outside until it was their turn to
come in. The four of us discussed it and agreed. We couldn't hide
our excitement, like children about to get a long-awaited toy; our smiles were practically radiating from our faces
. Before leaving the room, we placed a phone with its camera on the table, covering it
with our clothes to record the act so the girl wouldn't see it and object. After that
, the girl and the "chicken mom" went into the room to discuss the price. We settled on 50 yuan per person,
200 yuan for the four of us. Once the price was agreed upon, the girl sat on the bed beaming, waiting to be fucked; she seemed quite
professional . The four of us went outside to discuss who should go first. Everyone wanted to be the first one in
, so we decided to use a "black and white" method—calling it "black and white" and then extending either the palm or the back of the hand—something everyone knows.
Finally, the order was decided. I was third in line. Damn, the wait was agonizing! But oh well,
a bet's a bet.

The first "lucky one" went in, and the remaining three of us stood outside smoking, silent,
feeling a mix of excitement and slight nervousness. We were all imagining what was happening inside, occasionally checking our phones to see
how long the guy had been going on. We were worried he might take too long and cut off our time
or make us miss the bus. We were all secretly anxious. But the first guy came out in less than six minutes,
looking embarrassed. That guy always brags about how good he is with women; now he'd been exposed.
Everyone teased him. The second one was my cousin. I know that guy; he wouldn't come out for at least 20 minutes.
We waited outside again… After almost 20 minutes, my cousin came out, looking satisfied
. Ho ho ho, finally it's my turn!

Entering the room, I saw the woman wrapped in a bath towel. It seemed she'd finished with my cousin and gone to shower,
which me feel a little better; at least she wasn't lying on the bed with her legs spread, sweaty and waiting for me. Then I
saw a huge puddle of semen on the bed—who the hell was so bold as to not use a condom? I'd have to ask her later.
Then I saw the phone that had been working was now lying on its side. Who did that? Weren't we supposed to film
it? Or did the woman see it and refuse to film it?

I went over and ripped off the towel she was wrapped in. Afterwards, I was quite disappointed; the woman had taken off her bra.
Her breasts were sagging quite badly; she looked only about 25 or 26 years old, yet they were so sagging.
However, her nipples were still quite rosy and tender. What was even more disappointing was her waist; it wasn't as slim as it looked when she was dressed, and there was some
excess fat. In short, overall, she was far less sexy than she appeared when dressed. It's true what they say, clothes make the man! Looking
closer at her genitals, well, they weren't bad. Her labia weren't dark; they were quite rosy and tender. Because she had just
been with two of my buddies and had rinsed off, her labia seemed quite moist. I could smell no
odor, so it looked like a decent genital. Her pubic hair wasn't thick (I don't like women with thick pubic hair).
The woman took a condom from her bag and put it on me. I really dislike wearing condoms,
and her vagina looked quite clean earlier. But considering she had just been with two of my buddies, and one of
them had ejaculated inside her, I figured I should wear it. Thinking about this made me feel a little disgusted. As mentioned before, the other
bed was wet with semen, so we moved to that one. When I penetrated her, I felt the Vietnamese woman's
vagina wasn't loose, but it wasn't tight either. Most importantly, her vagina was shallow, so every thrust felt like it went all the way in,
which gave me a sense of accomplishment. Her moans were quite natural,
unlike (which is why I'm getting tired of AVs now). She didn't make random noises;
her moans were just right, sometimes low groans. She was quite wet, making my entire penis
soaking. It was clear she was enjoying my penis. When my penis was fully erect
, there was still a little more than the glans when I held it from the base – that's probably the normal length for an Asian man's penis.

We started with the traditional missionary position, but after a while, it got boring, so we switched to woman-on-top. And
you know what? The woman was really into it, moving with great enthusiasm. It wasn't me fucking her; she was enjoying my penis. While she
was writhing on top, my hands weren't idle either. I pulled on her nipples, stretching her breasts, and mischievously
wondered how long I could stretch those sagging breasts. I even bit down hard on her breast, as if I wanted to
swallow , biting quite forcefully. The woman was good-natured and didn't get angry; she just twisted
her body even more intensely. After a while in the woman-on-top position, I felt too passive (I wonder if any of you guys feel this way? I've always
felt men are quite passive in the woman-on-top position; besides constantly thrusting your penis upwards and kissing or touching her breasts, you can't do anything else.
If the woman isn't proactive and her movements aren't skilled, there's not much fun to be had. The only exception was
when I was in the woman-on-top position with a female classmate from junior high. Her vagina was so damn tight! When she was in the woman-on-top position, she was so wild that
my penis couldn't take it as soon as she moved; the intense position even made my penis hurt). So I asked her to get up and try
the doggy style. She cooperated very well and even said, "Handsome, how are you so amazing? Your first time wasn't like this;
it only took you a moment to come." I couldn't help but laugh, thinking I'd laugh at that guy again later when we got out.

She got up and realized the condom had broken sometime during the night, leaving only the band around
the base of —it looked ridiculous. I simply ripped it off, refusing to wear it anymore. The woman didn't object, saying, "Handsome, you're too strong, I
can't take it anymore." There was a full-length mirror by the bed, so I pressed her down in front of it and thrust into her from
behind , growling softly as I went, "Fuck you, you slut!" The woman screamed even louder, and
with each thrust, I felt my penis reach deeper into her vagina, hitting the very top! It felt fucking amazing. I'd been with
so many women, but I'd never seen a vagina as shallow as hers. While we were having sex
, I admired our wanton appearance in the mirror . The woman's face, reflected in the mirror, was one of pure bliss. Her hair
was damp with sweat, a few strands clinging to her forehead, and her face was flushed with pleasure. We'd been going at it for almost 20 minutes. Several times I
almost ejaculated because it felt so good, but I managed to hold back thanks to my honed skills. Firstly, I rarely go to prostitutes,
and since occasion, I didn't want to waste money by ending too early. Secondly, I was afraid of being laughed at by my friends if I left too early. The woman
didn't rush me; her professionalism was truly impressive.

After a while, I decided to finish. Suddenly, I noticed how cute her anus was, so I wickedly inserted
my index finger . It went in smoothly, not tight at all. I wondered if she'd been anally penetrated often.
I expected her to resist or even curse, but instead, she just moaned with enjoyment and didn't
stop me . So I switched to my middle finger and inserted it all the way in, my penis thrusting even more vigorously. I also considered anal sex then; I figured
she wouldn't object. But after estimating the time, I felt I'd been going on for too long. Worried that the guy behind me
might not have enough time or even miss his train, I laid the girl down on the bed, had her legs wrapped around my shoulders, and gave it my all
in a final , frantic thrusting. I also roughly squeezed and kneaded her breasts. Finally, a tingling
sensation shot through my glans, and I ejaculated a thick stream of semen. Even after I finished, I didn't pull out
;
I kept my penis inside her. The girl was exhausted and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily. It seemed she'd really enjoyed having me as a customer. After my penis went completely limp, I told her to use her hand to catch the semen so it wouldn't get on the bed. I didn't want the guy behind me to yell at me. The girl
obediently covered her vagina with her hand and ran to the bathroom to wash. I saw her underwear on the pillow
, which she was wickedly using to clean her penis. When she came back from washing, she saw this and laughed, saying, "You bad boy, why are you using my underwear
to wipe your penis?" I protested, saying I hadn't. She said, "I saw it all." Then I went to the tap to wash
my penis. The moment the cold water hit my penis, I suddenly felt nauseous and vomited (
I feel this almost every time I finish with a prostitute, just to varying degrees).

When I got dressed and was about to leave, the prostitute hugged me and kissed me. Damn, it seems I really
satisfied her. But at that point, I had no interest in facing her anymore. I just smiled, turned around, opened the door, and left,
letting the last guy take his turn. The last guy didn't perform well in the final battle, coming out
a few minutes , looking dejected. Of course, my cousin and I teased him (the first guy
didn't dare laugh at others anymore; everyone knows what his own level was). A few minutes after the last guy finished, the prostitute
also came out dressed. Dressed, she was back to the sexy look I had seen before, with curves in
all the right places. Only those who have seen her naked know what her real figure is like. At the beginning, we thought that four grown
men could make the lady walk so badly that she could barely walk or even walk at all. But she came out walking perfectly fine,
as if nothing had happened. We all sighed in disappointment: professionals are professionals.

That day, a little incident happened while we were having sex with Vietnamese girls. While the first guy was doing his business, a worker installing the air conditioner in the next
room curiously came over and asked what we were doing. He
probably saw us call a girl over and was curious why the three of us were smoking and chatting outside while the girl was there. My cousin
replied that we weren't doing anything. I retorted irritably, "Why are you asking? What's it to you?" I wasn't worried about him
getting into a fight; I could handle him by myself. But I was still a little worried that the idiot would call 110 (the police), though
that was almost impossible. It was just that in that state of mind, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild.

Even now, I occasionally think about that day, but it's impossible for it to happen again.
One of the guys who did the 5P that day is now married. His wife is quite voluptuous and seems rather repressed, which
sometimes makes me mischievously speculate. Behind his back, the other three of us would gossip about
how long he and his wife lasted for sex. We wondered if it was still only five minutes, haha. That day, after I finished, I figured out it was
my cousin who hadn't used a condom, and the pool of semen on the bed was his doing, which was what I thought too. As for
who messed with the phone, that's still a mystery, but my cousin and I both think it was the first guy. That guy
was too embarrassed to let us see his performance, and my cousin wouldn't turn off the phone. The first guy just
won't admit it, but that's okay.

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Sometimes I think about going back to that hotel and having sex with that girl again, not just frontal sex, of course. Based on her
performance that day, anal sex should have been no problem, and I've never done it before, so I'm really curious. I just don't know if
that girl is still working there, maybe she's not even in this county anymore.
I'll . I'll definitely share my joy—
the joy of pounding a Yunnan girl's anus—with my fellow horny friends as soon as I do. Haha.

Additional information: Vietnamese girls can also speak some basic Mandarin, some quite fluently.
The girl I slept with the other day was mostly understandable, but you have to pay close attention to some sentences. It's like foreigners speaking
Chinese . I added this in case netizens are wondering how I communicated with the Vietnamese girl.

Also, I can't seem to change the font size. If the text is too small, could the moderator please help me edit
it? There's too much text and the formatting isn't great, so it will definitely make your eyes tired. Thanks in
advance !
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