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Lewd and intoxicating KTV 

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It was during a break from work that I helped a big boss with a small favor. The boss's surname was Hu, and he was a very generous person, without the shrewdness and calculating nature often associated with businessmen. I only helped him because I felt he was a very honest person, through a connection. Unexpectedly, Brother Hu was very enthusiastic and repeatedly invited me to dinner. I couldn't refuse his kindness, so I agreed. We

ate at Gangji Seafood Restaurant. The four of us ordered nearly 2,000 yuan worth of dishes, including lobster and shark fin. I said, "Brother Hu, you're too kind. It was just a small favor." Brother Hu patted my shoulder and said, "I sincerely want to thank you. You did me a huge favor. To be honest, I went to your bureau chief about this, and he asked for 50,000 yuan right off the bat, without giving me any face. To be honest, we don't have 50,000 yuan. With a business this big, we don't need 50,000 yuan. But it's not worth it for this." But when I asked you, brother, you helped without hesitation, and you even used your own connections, without using any government funds. For that alone, I admire your character. We're just treating each other to a meal, so please don't be shy. If you are, it means you're treating me like an outsider. I understand that what would cost the bureau chief 50,000 yuan, I could settle with 5,000 yuan. Why wouldn't Boss Hu be happy to do that? Besides, he's made me a friend, and if I were too polite, it would be like taking away his face.

So, we drank and chatted at the table. After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, the four of us were quite drunk. One of the two men was the vice president of their Fenghua Group, and the other was the finance director. It's a private company that has made a considerable fortune in the past two years thanks to the policies, but it still can't escape the family-run business model. Everything is decided by Boss Hu. In Brother Hu's words: "There are no outsiders." After dinner, slightly tipsy, Brother Hu took me to a newly opened KTV in Changchun. It was on the top floor of a star-rated hotel, luxuriously decorated and with top-notch service. To be honest, I've been to quite a few KTVs in Changchun, from chain stores to places like Qian Gui and Mediterranean, but this was my first time visiting one of this high-class. It's said to be the most luxurious KTV in Changchun, and I could feel its exceptional quality as soon as I entered the lobby. Brother Hu chose a medium-sized private room. According to the waiter, the minimum charge for this room was 988 yuan, and a small room for two seemed to be 588 yuan. I was speechless when I heard the prices, but Brother Hu seemed to be a regular; the front desk manager greeted him warmly when he came in. Frankly, I wouldn't dare come to a place like this without being invited. The waitresses were dressed very sexily, all wearing red cheongsams with slits that went all the way up to their waists. Each of these waitresses was incredibly beautiful and radiant; I couldn't take my eyes off them.

Brother Hu chuckled at my expression. "Brother, let me show you around. Have some fun, I guarantee you'll be satisfied, hehe." He winked at me, grinning mischievously. I knew there was more to this than met the eye. To be honest, I am indeed a womanizer, but I've never been to brothels, bathhouses, or saunas. It's not that I'm some kind of saint; it's just that I have the desire but not the courage. I've never done anything too outrageous, even though I call myself a playboy.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, the door opened, and a group of heavily made-up, beautiful women rushed in. At first glance, they were all stunningly beautiful, some dignified, some alluring—a veritable gathering of beauties from across the land. Looking at them, I couldn't help but feel a little tempted. Brother Hu seemed to be a regular here. After picking out a few girls and sitting down in a row, he specifically instructed the manager: "Find this young man a pretty, young, and caring one." The manager, a woman in her thirties, returned shortly after, bringing back a beautiful woman. This was our top girl, named Nana. Then he told her to sit next to me. At this moment, the waiter came to open the drinks, and the girls immediately knelt on the cushions in front of the coffee table. I had been wondering what these cushions were for, and now I realized they were for kneeling service.

After sitting down, these girls began to use their seductive skills, each one more alluring and enchanting than the last, urging people to drink and sing. I lit a cigarette and chatted with Nana. Through our conversation, I learned that girls like them working in this upscale KTV were considered high-class. Ordinary girls only provided escort services and didn't go out with clients. Even if they did, it cost at least 500 yuan per outing, and that was only done by taking them out; they didn't actually do business here. So I asked, "Then your income must be quite high." She said not entirely; even just accompanying guests for drinks is hard work, not much more than a waitress. After chatting for a while, someone started singing, and we began dancing. To be honest, it was my first time in a place like that, and I was really nervous, unable to control myself. I danced with her very gentlemanly, but that was enough to feel the fragrance emanating from her body and the alluring skin faintly visible through her gauze dress. Between dances, I could see Hu Ge and the others' actions towards the girls; they were bold, practically like a scene from an erotic painting, and the girls were laughing unrestrainedly, making all sorts of seductive gestures. In that context, Nana and I seemed somewhat out of place. Nana and I looked at each other and couldn't help but smile, while she gently buried her head in my chest. We danced softly, bathed in the dim light, slowly strolling in the corner, a feeling I couldn't describe stirring within me. At that moment, I truly felt it was paradise on earth, and I wanted to savor that moment of happiness forever. Deep down, I couldn't help but sigh: being rich is truly wonderful; you can enjoy luxury and experience extravagance. No wonder people in this world rack their brains and scheme against each other for money and power. No wonder so many corrupt officials have fallen from grace. The allure of the Red Chamber is boundless; even I couldn't resist. I used to think I lived a carefree life, but seeing all this, I felt truly ashamed. This world of gentle pleasures and extravagance is not something ordinary mortals like us can enjoy. We, the masses, can only accept our fate. After playing for about two hours, I went to the restroom. When I came back, Brother Hu told me that everything was arranged and the money had been paid. He wanted me to go with Nana, but I said I couldn't. Brother Hu said, "Listen to me, don't waste the money. I've arranged everything. This is all I have to say." He repeatedly told Nana to stay with me well, or he would come back to settle the score with her another day. After they finished speaking, the three of them each escorted their beauties downstairs.

The party ended, and Nana and I went downstairs. I said, "You got off easy. Go home by yourself. I'm leaving first." Nana said, "Stop. Brother Hu told me to stay with you. You can't leave so easily." I turned around and suddenly saw a beautiful face, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave. I looked at her: "It was nice meeting you. You provided excellent service. See you again sometime." Then I turned to get into my car. "How can I? Boss Hu has already paid. You have to come with me." Nana walked up to me and blocked my way. Her nose almost touched mine. So close, I suddenly noticed how beautiful Nana's eyes were, and how alluring they possessed a captivating charm. Her fair face, deep pools of eyes, and shooting stars... What? Are you really that dedicated? Do you really listen to Brother Hu like that? Nana looked at me and smiled, without answering. Her smile was quite adorable. At that moment, the moonlight shone down, forming a crescent moon. Suddenly, a line from a Jacky Cheung song came to mind: "The more innocent your smile, the wilder my love for you will be." Suddenly, I felt I shouldn't be so timid. What was there to be afraid of? Let's go! So we got into a taxi.

She lived not far away; a taxi ride would only cost five yuan. She lived on the first floor in a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment with three sides facing the sun. She said she shared the apartment with another girl, each having their own room. Once inside, I lay down on the bed—or rather, it wasn't really a bed, the floor was covered, and it was just a large, comfortable double Simmons mattress placed on top. Nana had already brought hot water and used a hot towel to wipe my face and hands, taking very good care of me. I said, "This is so comfortable; having someone to serve you makes a difference." After that, she went to wash up. A while later, I felt someone undressing me. I jumped and said, "What are you doing?" It was Nana. She said, "Are you going to sleep with your clothes on?" Soon, I was only wearing my underwear. A little while later, a soft, smooth body slid into my bed. Having drunk quite a bit, I was somewhat awake now, but still a little groggy, with a terrible headache. I said, "Hey sis, can you massage my head? It hurts a lot." Nana gently placed her hands on my forehead, and it really helped. I said thank you, and as I reached out to touch it, I accidentally touched her smooth skin. Good heavens, she was completely naked. My body immediately stirred, and gradually, my hands started to wander. So, while she massaged my head, my hands touched her under the covers, slowly exploring almost her entire body. As I touched her, her breathing became rapid. I reached for her vulva—wow, it was already soaking wet, with pubic hair clinging to my hand, slippery. At this point, her hands couldn't support her anymore, and she collapsed onto me. Her breasts were small and very firm, with tender pink nipples and small areolas, looking very much like a virgin's breasts. This puzzled me. I guessed that even if she wasn't a virgin, she probably didn't have much experience in this area. At this moment, she had already begun searching for my penis, preparing to sit down. I used my hand to help it up, and she sat down gently, her movements slow and subtle. Her tender vagina was very narrow, tightly enveloping my penis. In the dim moonlight, I could see that her body was incredibly white, like her unadorned face—white, which was what attracted me. But she was so thin, as if I might break her arms and legs with the slightest force, which stirred a feeling of pity within me. Her movements were completely clumsy and stiff, and I realized she didn't know how to twist her waist at all. How could this be lovemaking? It was as if she was learning to ride a rocking horse in kindergarten. I whispered my thoughts in her ear, and her face turned bright red as she punched me hard. The atmosphere instantly relaxed, and she stopped moving, lying quietly on top of me, her legs still half-kneeling as she straddled me, her upper body pressed against my skin. I could feel her firm breasts pressed against my skin, and a surge of desire welled up inside me. I lifted my hips, gripped her buttocks with both hands, and began to move violently. My movements were intense and fast, and she couldn't help but cry out—it was so ecstatic. Perhaps it was because I was tired from drinking too much, perhaps her vagina was too tight, or perhaps it was because I hadn't had sex in a long time and was too excited; in any case, my vigorous movements didn't last more than a few minutes before I ejaculated. At the moment of ejaculation, I suddenly felt reluctant to let go; even though I was already soft, I didn't want to come, still holding her buttocks and moving. I could tell Nana was also excited; her face was flushed, and she buried her head in my chest again.

After we finished, I asked if she had any cigarettes. She said no. I said, "You smoke so skillfully, how come you don't have any?" She said, "I never smoke at home." I told her it was in my pocket, and she ran over, got it, and lit it for me. I took a deep breath and asked her, "Didn't you say you don't do escort services? Why today…?" She pressed her head against my chest, listening to my heartbeat, and said softly, "Yeah, I don't know why, maybe you're an exception. Tonight, I felt you were different from the other customers. You didn't touch me once. You… you're a bit like my brother." I didn't know if she was telling the truth, but I could sense that she wasn't very experienced sexually, and we hadn't used a condom during sex. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a chill. I asked her, "Do you often bring customers home?" "No, no, absolutely not. You're the first, really." She suddenly sounded very serious: "Don't you believe me?" "Oh, I believe you. Don't be nervous, I was just asking. How old are you?" "19. Oh, what year were you born?" "1986." My body shuddered again. "You were 19?" "She's only 18. Where I'm from, it's 19." It was only then that I realized how young this girl was, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness. There's a saying: "An 18-year-old girl is a flower," and that's true. Nana was indeed a beautiful young girl, like a forsythia, quietly blooming with her beauty, so lovely that one couldn't bear to pluck her. But what I didn't expect was that tonight I not only plucked this flower, but more than once. I didn't continue to ask about her background; perhaps it was another story of blood and tears, one that would move one to tears. But I'm not a philanthropist; I can't save her from her suffering. I can only share a moment of pleasure with her, leaving a moment of warmth on each other's bodies. Even if I'm extremely reluctant to part, it's just a helpless situation.

After chatting for a while, our bodies gradually warmed up again, and Nana's little mouth slowly moved to my lower body, suddenly taking my penis into her mouth. She suckled passionately and gently, and my little brother went from soft to hard. Then, I entered her body again, almost an hour after the last time. This time, I was firm and powerful, and I tried new techniques. Nana's cries were much more intense than before. This time, I lasted a long time, until Nana cried out that she couldn't take it anymore before I finished. Then, she held me tightly and we both fell asleep.

The next morning, when we woke up, the sunlight filled the room. Nana was still in my arms. My drunkenness had long since worn off. I hurriedly got up to get dressed, but Nana held me tightly, not letting me move. I turned to look at her: "You haven't fallen in love with me, have you?" She smoothed her hair and looked at me resentfully: "How could I? I just... really... like you. Besides, it's... impossible between us." I understood what she meant, but I couldn't give her anything, nothing at all. I just said: "Okay, I like you too, but I have to go." I got dressed, lit a cigarette, and squeezed Nana's hand. Her hands were white and soft, filling me with a tender affection.

Just as I was leaving Nana's room, the door to another room opened, and a striking woman with dyed blonde hair, wearing pajamas, came out. She saw me, exclaimed in surprise, and I smiled and said, "Hello, beautiful." She immediately realized what I meant and said with a smile, "Oh, handsome, have some food before you go. We have tofu pudding for breakfast." She deliberately emphasized the word "tofu" and gave me a flirtatious wink, looking incredibly seductive. I said, "Next time. Why try to eat all the good stuff at once?" Then I started putting on my shoes. At that moment, Nana came out of the house and said sweetly, "Brother, I'll miss you. I hope you can come visit your little sister often when you have time." I said, "Definitely."

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