Winter Solstice KTV Gathering

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After dinner, the four of us went to a karaoke bar. Because my girlfriend's best friend was there, she didn't dare to be so unrestrained and was quite well-behaved. We drank some beer and played some games, like dice. Whoever lost had to dance, which was basically just a random twist to liven things up. At first, C disagreed, refusing no matter what, but after a few drinks and some encouragement, she actually went up to the platform and danced. We sat on the sofa watching her. After a while, she felt she couldn't manage alone and said, "I can't be alone, why can't T join in?" Ting said, "Come on then, who's afraid of who? Don't worry about your boyfriend drooling and not being able to control himself." C retorted, "Hmph, you should worry about your boyfriend not being charmed by me." However, Ting came prepared today; she wasn't wearing safety shorts, just a thong that looked like a rope. Of course, we sitting below could see it immediately. Then she said, "Hey. Do you dare to jump over S's side?" But Ting was bold enough to actually jump over her best friend's boyfriend's side, and even said, "You two better not be jealous. Humph."
Best friend C didn't hold back either, replying, "Don't worry about your own boyfriend's big pig's trotters."
So the two ladies switched places, with the girlfriend standing on S's table and C jumping over my side. Now Ting's skirt was completely exposed. The angle was just right. I gave her a wink, reminding her not to forget the task, and also encouraging her. Seeing that she was having fun, she hesitated for a moment, then turned around and deliberately lifted her skirt a little, so that half of her buttocks were exposed, with only a thong-like string in the back. Both buttocks were exposed to everyone's gaze. You could even see the glistening water flowing down her thighs.
I simply turned away to avoid looking, which reduced the pressure on my girlfriend. Her best friend, being more conservative, only made token movements. Later, after dancing until we were tired, we sat down for drinks. I took the opportunity to approach her and said, "Let's chat," giving Ting and S plenty of time to see her.
I chatted with C while watching Ting's self-expression. At this point, C noticed Ting's outfit was different today and gave me a strange look. Seeing my expressionless face, she assumed I didn't notice and didn't say anything more, but she still gave me strange looks every now and then.
In the dim light, it seemed everything that needed to be shown had been seen.
Later, Ting got tired of dancing and rested for a while. Having drunk some alcohol, I was a little dizzy. I leaned back on the sofa and squinted. C went to sing karaoke. After a while, Ting said she needed to go to the bathroom. As she left, I saw her turn back to look at me at the door. I glanced at her, probably at S (T's best friend's boyfriend), but I don't know what they were exchanging. A little while later, S also said he needed to go to the restroom. I saw T deliberately pull her skirt up to her thighs when she came out, swaying slightly from being a little drunk. I know she can hold her liquor well; I'm usually no match for her, but today just one or two beers was enough to make her this drunk.
Then C also left.
Only T's best friend and I were left in the private room. Her best friend is usually more outgoing and lively, unlike T who's so introverted and shy.
Sometimes C (her best friend) would tell us dirty jokes, acting like a big sister. This made us feel more comfortable around her, so I went over to her. She was singing, "It's okay if I meet you late... I'm willing to use up all my remaining luck... I'm waiting for you." I only remembered those lines, so I leaned in and said, "Huh? You mean meeting me used up all your luck?"
C said, "You're so shameless! I'm singing, who's talking about you?"
Taking advantage of the previous interaction, I moved closer to C, thinking, "I've already tamed T, who was so introverted, she's more outgoing now." Taking advantage of the atmosphere, I put my hand on C's back. Seeing that she didn't object or say anything, and continued singing, I moved my hand down her back. Because I'd heard T mention before that C had praised her in front of her, I figured since she didn't dislike me, I might as well get closer.
Before, when we were outside, C was wearing thicker clothes, but this time in the private room, she was wearing less. As I moved my hand down her back, I looked at her... She didn't react and continued singing, so I became bolder. I used my other hand as well, placing it on her leg, and my left hand slid down her back to her buttocks. She flinched, but continued singing as if she felt nothing. The dim lighting, combined with a little alcohol, made me even bolder. I reached inside her clothes and unhooked her bra. C glanced back at me, and I thought she was going to yell at me, but instead she said, "You little rascal, you unhooked it with one hand. Looks like you've been practicing a lot. Tell me honestly, how many bad things have you done behind T's back?"
I quickly replied, "No, no, it was just a coincidence." "Isn't it fate that we're here?" I felt a little awkward, since we were acquaintances, and I was still afraid she might suddenly explode.
She glanced at me, "Why did you unbutton my clothes? They're all loose, so annoying."
Hearing this, my hands started wandering again. I said, "Your skin is so smooth." My other hand began to explore the softness in front of her. C didn't dodge, but instead thrust her chest forward, allowing my hand to touch her directly. I asked, "Whose breasts are bigger, yours or your girlfriend's?"
I said, "They each have their advantages. But yours feels more bouncy."
C snorted, "You're quite good at talking, not offending either side. You're lucky, you lecher."
I continued to explore while saying, "Oh, I'm alright. Isn't your boyfriend lecherous? Doesn't he like to rub you usually? I heard that rubbing often can make them bigger, so I'm helping you."
C rolled her eyes at me, "Oh, you have such an excuse. Sigh, you guys are all the same, aren't you? What's the point of a lump of flesh? You just like to rub it all over. Ouch, be gentle, don't pinch so hard, you're hurting my nipples." "
I lightened the pressure of my hands, because massaging my girlfriend's best friend, especially since her boyfriend was there, still gave me a bit of a conquering feeling. After all, it was someone else's girlfriend, and I was groping her all over in the karaoke room. I was inevitably a little excited at first. I became bolder and bolder. I saw her slowly leaning towards me, her eyes half-closed, enjoying it, so I became even bolder. One hand massaged her upper body, while the other started to explore downwards. C suddenly clamped her legs together, glaring at me, 'What are you doing?'
I shamelessly said, 'Just giving you a massage.'"
C glanced at me and said, "Shameless! You're so lewd, yet you have the nerve
to say that." She spoke softly, unlike her usual loud and boisterous self, so I tried applying a little more pressure, but not too forcefully, otherwise she might really resist and I might get beaten to death.
But she didn't object, so I started exploring her lower body with my hand, "massaging" her. I started massaging her sensitive spots. One touch, and she was completely soaked. I glanced at C; she had her eyes completely closed, accepting the massage. I simply lifted her shirt and started using both my hands and mouth. While sucking, I began to rub her in various ways.
(I'm not sure if this is allowed; if it doesn't comply with the forum rules, please delete some parts. It was edited on my phone, so it's a bit difficult to use.)
C whispered, "Don't let them come back and see, be careful, um, uh, um..." She was starting to feel it; at this point, the woman was completely out of control, completely at the man's beck and call. Hearing her panting only excited me more. I pulled her clothes off her body. She was uncharacteristically loud, and softly whispered, "Don't do this, they might see if they come back." I was also blinded by passion and didn't care about anything else. But I couldn't disobey her, so I said, "I'll carry you to the private room across the street, it's empty there." C softly hummed in agreement. That reassured me. I carried her out; because she was light and petite, it wasn't tiring at all. I looked around the door; no one was there. It was a little past 6 PM, so there probably weren't many people. I found an empty private room, closed the door, and put C on the sofa, starting to strip her naked. Since it was a karaoke room, there was a small, round glass door that let you in, but at this point, I didn't care. My blood was boiling. Looking at C's fair and petite figure, I forgot everything else. At this moment, C completely changed her usual domineering boss-like demeanor, becoming as docile as a weak, bullied little rabbit, trembling, or perhaps trembling with lustful excitement—it's hard to say. But at that moment, I felt an overwhelming urge to conquer. Finally, the woman who usually spoke so fiercely and made me feel embarrassed was subdued, obediently crossing her arms. I unusually forcefully removed her hands in front of her and began to "wolf down" her food.
(The following thousand words are omitted, after all, this isn't a smutty story.)
At first, I was in control. But as it turned out, I was wrong. Terribly wrong. Things completely reversed. I thought I was riding a horse, taming a wild horse, but soon the tables turned. I was having a great time when suddenly I was pushed aside and fell onto the sofa. I looked at her in shock, and she said domineeringly, "I'm going to ride on top! You're so heavy, how dare you press down on me?" Sure enough, the usually domineering person is also domineering when mounting a horse. This is a complete reversal! So that gentle, trembling person from before was all an act... Okay, I won't continue. Let your imaginations run wild!

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