KTV Night

One night at a KTV
, during my free time, I helped a big boss out of a small way. The boss, surnamed Hu, was a very generous man, lacking the calculating nature often associated with businessmen. I only helped him because I knew he was honest and straightforward. Unexpectedly, Brother Hu was incredibly enthusiastic, calling several times to invite me to dinner. Unable to refuse his hospitality, I accepted. We
ate at Gangji Seafood Restaurant. The four of us ordered nearly 2000 yuan worth of dishes, including lobster and shark fin. I told 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, good heavens, immediately asked for 50,000 yuan, without giving me any face. Frankly, we don't have 50,000 yuan; our business is so big, we don't need it. 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 in my heart 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, over the dinner table, we drank and chatted, and after a few rounds of drinks and dishes, the four of us were all quite drunk. One of the two men was the vice president in charge of Fenghua Group, and the other was the head of the finance department. It's a private enterprise that has made a considerable fortune in the past two years thanks to government policies, but it still can't shake off its 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 Qian Gui and Mediterranean-style establishments, but this was the first time I'd been to one of this high-class. It's said to be the most luxurious KTV in Changchun, and I could feel its uniqueness 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 waiter's quote, but Brother Hu seemed to be a regular customer; 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. These waitresses were all 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 the most beautiful women in the world. 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 girl who knows how to treat people well." 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 would cost at least 500 yuan per outing, and that was only done by taking them out; they wouldn'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 arms, dancing lightly. Bathed in the dim light, we slowly strolled in the corner, a feeling I couldn't describe stirring within me. At that moment, I truly felt that it was paradise on earth, and I wanted to savor that moment of pleasure 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, scheming and deceiving 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 told 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 wanted to do." He repeatedly told Nana to stay with me well, or he would come back to settle the score with her another day. After saying that, the three of them each escorted their beauties downstairs.
As the party ended and everyone left, Nana and I went downstairs. I said, "You got off easy. You can go home now. I'm leaving first." Nana said, "Stop. Brother Hu told me to keep you company. You can't leave so easily." I turned around and suddenly saw a beautiful face, and I felt a pang of reluctance. I looked at her and said, "It was nice meeting you. You provided excellent service. See you again sometime." I was about to turn and get into my car when Nana said, "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. We were so close, and I suddenly noticed how beautiful Nana's eyes were, with a captivating charm. Her face was fair, her eyes like deep pools, sparkling like shooting stars. "What? Are you really that dedicated? Do you really listen to Brother Hu?" Nana smiled at me but didn't answer. 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, as the room had a floor, and it was just a large, comfortable double Simmons mattress placed on it. 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 her, I accidentally touched her smooth skin. Good heavens, she was completely naked. My body instantly aroused, and gradually, my hands started to wander. So, while she massaged my head, my hands groped her under the covers, slowly touching 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 started looking for my penis, preparing to sit down. I helped it up with my hand, and she sat down gently, her movements slow and subtle. Her 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 in me. Her movements were clumsy and awkward, and I realized she didn't know how to twist her waist at all. How could this be lovemaking? It was like 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, quietly lying 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 rapid and intense, 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 once again buried her head in my chest.
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 I had some 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 then? Aren't you only 18?" In my hometown, that's 19.
It was only when we started talking that I realized how young this girl was, which stirred a deep tenderness within me. 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 hesitated to pluck it. But tonight, I not only plucked this flower, but more than once.
I didn't ask about her past; it might be another story of blood and tears, but I'm not a philanthropist. I couldn't save her from her suffering. I could only share a moment of pleasure with her, a moment of warmth within each other, even if it was with immense reluctance, it was simply a matter of helplessness.
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 strong and powerful, and I used different 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 had already filled the room. Nana was still lying in my arms. My drunkenness had long since worn off, and I hurriedly got up to get dressed. 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... like you quite a bit. Besides, it's... impossible between us." I actually 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 slight tenderness.
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 smiled sweetly, "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 her room 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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