KTV experience

I'm over 30 and have always been an honest person—to put it bluntly, the kind who has the desire but not the courage. Being a public servant, I'm especially careful in this regard, because one wrong move and I'm finished, losing my job. Before, I'd only had casual one-night stands with former colleagues or on WeChat; I'd never actually gone to those kinds of places, but I still felt a strong urge. It's not for anything else, just the thrill. Whether it's colleagues or classmates, they're all acquaintances, so there's no real excitement; it just feels like things will happen naturally. (I'll share this experience later.) Getting to the point, I live in a small city, not a big city, so I'm hesitant to go to karaoke bars, partly because I'm afraid of running into acquaintances, and partly because of police raids. That day was a colleague's wedding. I'd heard this colleague loved to go out and was quite wealthy. I got a call in the afternoon inviting us to dinner that evening, and without much thought, I happily accepted with a red envelope. The restaurant was nothing special, the best one in town. Walking in, I found it was mostly younger colleagues, with some leaders too. With the leaders around, the meal lost its charm; it was all about the newlyweds and the leaders drinking and talking for almost three hours. I was a little tipsy myself. Then the party ended. After seeing the leaders off, the colleague who got married took his wife home. I'd just gotten home when he called again, asking if I wanted to come to two more parties. Thinking it was the weekend and I had nothing else to do, I agreed. He mentioned the location was a karaoke bar, but I didn't think much of it. It wasn't the first time for a second party like this. I'd never been to "Golden Bauhinia" before and didn't know where it was, so I took a taxi. It was past 10 pm. The driver's eyes looked strange, but I didn't think much of it. When we arrived, there were about four people there, five including me. It seemed like a small gathering, and we were ready to start when my colleague said, "What's the point of just a few guys? I'll find some hostesses to keep us company and make it more lively." Hearing that, I felt a surge of excitement. What's a "princess"? She's basically a prostitute. If things go well, you can have sex; if not, she'll just have to drink with you.
A little while later, a male waiter came in and brought in ten girls for us to choose from. It was my first time choosing like this, so I was a bit nervous. With so many colleagues around, it felt a little awkward, so I let them choose first. But things had to go, and eventually it was my turn. I looked around at the remaining girls and finally picked one who looked very young, quite petite, with small breasts, wearing a short white skirt and short hair. She was the one. After we chose, they sat down next to us. Since it was my first time, I didn't know what to do, but the girls were very enthusiastic, frequently drinking with us. I looked up at my colleague who often goes out and saw him actually singing with his hand on one of the girls' breasts. "So that's how it works," I thought to myself, but I was still a little embarrassed to make a move. Nevertheless, I reached out and pulled my mistress close, and she didn't resist. We had a few more drinks, and then I took her to sing karaoke. We sang slow songs, and at first I just had my arm around her waist as I sang slowly. Then my hand moved lower and lower, eventually landing on her buttocks. She shifted a few times, smiled at me, and didn't resist. Wow, it seems I'm just a coward; she didn't see anything wrong with it. After we
finished singing and returned to our seats, I naturally placed my hand on her thigh and started touching it. I felt her breathing was a little rapid, and her body was a little warm; I didn't know if it was from the alcohol or a reaction to my touch. I was slowly building up my excitement when my colleague turned around, unable to bear it any longer. She said to me, "What are you being so polite about?" and gave her a push. Suddenly, she leaned towards me, her breasts pressed against my hands. Once they were there, I didn't let them separate. I slowly kneaded her breasts. Just as I had noticed before, they weren't big, and they were quite padded. Due to the alcohol, I became much bolder. I didn't care about anything else and reached inside her collar, firmly grasping her breasts. She leaned against my lap. This series of actions aroused me. Although I had had many one-night stands with women before, they were all acquaintances. This was the first time I'd had a stranger, and it felt very exciting. My penis was already incredibly hard, and soon I felt a small hand stroking my crotch. Holy crap, I was so excited! I looked down and saw she was looking at me with an indescribable expression. Seeing I didn't object, she pulled down my pants and took my penis into her mouth. It felt amazing! I never expected someone so young to be so skilled. While enjoying it, I thought, "How could such a pretty, seemingly quiet girl end up in this line of work? I don't understand." Because it felt so good, I started to move, pressing her head down rhythmically, feeling her throat. Although my penis wasn't as exaggerated as some AV actors', it was still quite impressive, and with it completely inside, it was bound to go deep. Wait a minute, there are other people here! I suddenly realized that it wouldn't be good if others were watching. I felt embarrassed. Looking around, I saw that no one was singing anymore; the screen was playing the original music. The remaining people were in similar situations to me; one of them had already stripped his prostitute naked. This made me even more excited. The feeling below was so wet. I couldn't resist, so I pulled her up and put her on the sofa, her back to me. I lifted her skirt, pulled her panties to the side, and thrust in. She was indeed very tight; she probably hadn't been there long. I didn't care how long it took and just started going at it. The music was loud, so I couldn't hear her moan. I just felt that she was very cooperative at the beginning. After about 20 minutes, she probably ran out of energy and climbed onto the sofa. I ejaculated in a short while, of course, onto her buttocks. It felt pretty good. I didn't pull up my pants and looked back. The others were almost finished too, but I felt that this couldn't end there. So I came up with a new idea. We were still singing and drinking, while the prostitutes, stripped naked, knelt between our legs and continued to perform oral sex on us. It was the first time I had felt so unrestrained. We played for about two hours, and when everyone seemed to have had enough to drink, we ended the session.
Before leaving, besides the standard table fee, I gave the woman an extra 200 yuan tip. She was very grateful, quickly put the money in her pocket, then took my hand and wrote down a phone number for me. I didn't quite understand. But I didn't think much of it and went home.
On Sunday night, having nothing to do, I remembered that number and dialed it. Her voice came through, and I said I was the person from Friday night. She was happy and said she could come out for services. Without asking the price, she gave me an address, and I went to a hotel to wait. She arrived shortly, stripped naked without saying anything, went to take a shower, and then we had sex. Afterwards, we lay in bed chatting. We talked a lot, and I asked why she gave me her number. She said she liked me, unlike other women who were rough, and that she didn't have to pay the company for the money she earned, explaining that the company actually takes 60% of each client's earnings per night. She told me I could contact her if I needed anything in the future. I didn't say anything and was prepared to pay her. She said to just consider it like bringing a customer, and she wouldn't charge me this time. She said it was so hot and I was going to stay at a hotel that night, so I said okay. Of course, I didn't go back home, and we did it a few more times that night. But I didn't contact her again after that, because once we got to know each other, the thrill of being strangers was gone.

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