Vladivostok's Nightlife

After finishing my business in H city, my friend insisted on taking me to Russia. He mysteriously

told me, "My passport is all ready. Let's rest in Vladivostok for a few days; why not?"

This friend is the secretary to the general manager of XXX company in H city, Heilongjiang Province. His main job is

public relations and receiving business clients. We are both clients and close friends, like brothers,

so he and I were completely at ease. I won't call him by his real name here, so I'll just call him "A-Qiang" for now.

We crossed the border in Suifenhe by train, then switched to a car. Along the way, we saw

endless primeval forests and untouched grasslands. This beautiful and fertile

land, which Russia calls the Far East, was originally our country's territory, but it was swallowed up by the Tsarist Empire during the Qing Dynasty and

is now a foreign land.

That evening, we arrived in Vladivostok, which the Russians call Haishen. It's a beautiful

, quiet seaside town; you hardly see any pedestrians on the streets. We stayed at the Vladivostok Hotel,

where most of the guests were Chinese, South Koreans, and Japanese.

A-Qiang seemed quite familiar with everything; many of the Russian shopkeepers greeted him.

In the evening, we ate dinner at a Chinese restaurant and then returned to the hotel. Seeing that it was still early, A-

Qiang led me to the arcade on the first floor. Once inside, I realized this so-called arcade was actually a casino.

It was filled with all sorts of machines, including slot machines, but I knew nothing about them.

"What do you want to play?" A-Qiang's eyes scanned the lobby as he asked, "What do you like to play?"

"I don't know how to play anything," I said. "I'm not used to this kind of place."

A-Qiang, while selling chips, said, "Well, since you're here, why not give it a try?" He pulled out

500 yuan from his pocket and tossed it on the counter; apparently, you could pay directly in RMB here.

"I'll just watch you play," I said dismissively. I had absolutely

no interest in this smoky, chaotic scene.

A pretty Russian girl led us to the card table and then brought us two glasses of wine. I casually

lit a cigarette.

A little while later, another player arrived. He was very stylishly dressed, greeted us warmly,

and sat down opposite us. He said he was from South Korea, but his Chinese was fluent; if he hadn't

introduced , I would have definitely mistaken him for Chinese. It seemed this South Korean was a regular; he was poised

and his speech was very polite. He introduced himself as owning

several , as well as a supermarket in the Russian Far East. However, most of the goods were

Chinese products imported from Harbin.

About fifteen minutes later, before I had even finished my glass of wine, A-Qiang had lost all 500 yuan in chips

.

A-Qiang laughed and said to me, "Haha, bad luck, I'll come back later." Then he politely shook hands with the South Korean

to say goodbye.

“I’ll take you to see a striptease,” A-Qiang said jokingly, telling me about Russian nightlife and some

interesting anecdotes . Actually, I knew a little about Russia’s openness, but

this was the first time I’d heard that in the Russian Far East, the law didn’t interfere with nightlife.

Not far from the hotel, there was a seamen’s club, with bursts of pleasant jazz music playing intermittently, and

neon lights flashing. Several laser beams flickered in the sky.

Several , occasionally asking us and the small groups of pedestrians in English and Chinese.

“Sir, looking for girls?”

“Hey, want to go to a family-run hotel? It’s very cheap.”

“Friend, want to see a striptease…”

We entered the club; it was quite large, with shops, bars, cafes, gambling

rooms, and even a gym around the lobby.

A-Qiang was talking to a short Russian man in the lobby; they seemed to know each other well. The short man nodded to me,

then gestured, and we went up to the third floor with him. The corridor twisted and turned, filled with jarring

music and boisterous laughter.

At one corner stood a neon-lit entrance, several nude photos

flanking Beautiful Russian women, their graceful figures accentuated by the flashing neon lights, were particularly striking. I figured

this was probably a strip club. The short man held up one finger to A-Qiang, then three,

and A-Qiang gave him 600 rubles. We entered the club.

The facilities were incredibly basic: a circular open space with a stainless steel

pipe in the center, surrounded by three rows of seats. Several spotlights on the ceiling focused on the center of the dance floor. Despite its simplicity

, there were quite a few spectators. The three rows of seats were almost completely full. Because tipping was expected in the front rows,

there weren't many people sitting there, so we sat down less than two meters from the pipe.

A moment later, jarring music blared, and about a dozen or so completely naked Russian girls, draped in

sheer veils, entered and twirled around. These Russian women had absolutely stunning figures, with beautiful curves and high,

firm breasts. They smiled and blew kisses to the stunned audience before leaving.

After the opening ceremony, the main performance began. The girls took turns appearing, all following the same

routine each one stripped naked, sometimes posing provocatively with a pole, sometimes

rolling on the ground, sometimes crawling into the audience and sitting on spectators' laps, occasionally rubbing their beautiful breasts against

their faces. Anyone who was teased was expected to tip, but not much, only about ten rubles, roughly

three yuan.

Ah Qiang, shameless as ever, frequently tipped, using the opportunity to grope the naked Russian women, even slipping

tips into one woman's private parts. The women seemed completely unfazed by these actions, letting him grope them as he

pleased.

Actually, I've seen the erotic dances at the Moulin Rouge in Macau before. Those were impressive, elegant, and

artistic . While this place wasn't quite as elegant as the Moulin Rouge, it still aroused my desire to the extreme; my little brother

was throbbing wildly in my crotch…

The 45-minute performance ended quickly, and Ah Qiang, in high spirits, wanted to take me to find Russian girls.

Actually, my desire was burning, and I couldn't wait to find a place to release it, so I just went along with it...

The short Russian guy led us, and after driving for a while, we arrived at a small building surrounded by

pine and birch trees, a very elegant and quiet environment. A-Qiang told me that this was similar to

a sauna in China, but most of these were privately owned and varied in size.

The short guy handed A-Qiang and me over to a woman who was as fat as a pig. Without saying a word, the fat woman

led us into a lounge, and then called in four or five girls. These girls looked

younger than the strippers, smiling and looking at us expectantly.

A-Qiang pushed a tall girl into my arms, grabbed a blonde girl,

and the other three girls waved goodbye and left.

A-Qiang gave the fat woman 1600 rubles and then pulled his girl into the room. 1600 rubles

was the cost of our encounter—very cheap, about 300 yuan per person. I began to scrutinize

the Russian girl in front of me. My goodness, the Creator had crafted her into an absolutely stunning beauty. She had

long, flowing brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders, her expression natural, pure, and lively. Her nose was high and straight, her eyebrows

perfectly manicured, and her clear, bright grey-blue eyes fluttered with long eyelashes. Her

delicate small mouth—all these elements combined to create a captivatingly beautiful face. Her skin was fair and radiant. Her

attire was casual yet very fashionable. A white, mini-dress revealed her jade-like legs,

high breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks. Both her figure and appearance were captivating. I

quickly grabbed the girl's hand, and she seized the opportunity to kiss me on the cheek.

I asked her in English, "What's your name?"

"Myname is Lida." Ah, a very traditional Russian name, Lida.

"Who are you?"

"21."

"What's your job?" "I'm a student

."

Lida smiled at me. "I'm a student," she replied in Chinese. She also told me that she

was studying Chinese at Far Eastern University and that she hoped to pursue further studies in China in the near future.

I was overjoyed that Lida could speak Chinese, because my English was so bad, and I was worried about not being

able to communicate with her.

"Let's go into the room." Lida's pronunciation wasn't very accurate, but it was perfectly understandable.

I pulled Lida into the private room, which was actually just a bathroom. The room had a large double bathtub, two

sofas, and an old-fashioned coffee table with neatly folded sheets and towels on it. Further inside was a very low

bed. It was similar to a bathhouse in China, simple yet elegant. Soft lighting illuminated the erotic nude photos on

the walls , arousing my lust and endless fantasies.

Rita quickly undressed, revealing her slender body before me, her delicate waist forming

graceful lines. Her round breasts were perfectly proportioned, with shallow areolas and a tender feel. Her high

breasts , with their rosy nipples pointing upwards, resembled a pair of tempting peaches. Her snow-white buttocks had fair and

radiant skin. Below her flat stomach was a tuft of brownish-yellow pubic hair, pointing vertically to her mons pubis.

Her mons pubis resembled a small bun, a mysterious slit dividing it in two. My God,

she was practically a living Venus before me. I was utterly captivated by Rita's beauty.

"Let's take a bath," Rita said with a charming smile, helping me undress. Only then did I realize what was happening. I hurriedly

put my arm around Rita's shoulder and we stepped into the warm bathtub together...

Rita rubbed my back a few times with her soft, delicate hands, then grabbed my already erect

penis, rinsing it with water as she looked at it. I think she was probably checking if my genitals were healthy. Her

hands formed a ring, rubbing my glans and coronal sulcus from side to side. Damn, it's so itchy, it feels so good.

I couldn't resist anymore, I really wanted to immediately insert my penis into her pussy, but then I thought, no,

there's still plenty of time, I have to play with her properly, the best is yet to come...

After Rita finished washing me, I washed Rita too, especially her bright red nipples and soft pussy,

washing them twice, no need to waste any more time. I pulled Rita into the rest room…

Rita spread a snow-white sheet on the sofa bed, then raised her hands to encircle my neck, her breasts pressed

tightly against my chest, my hands grasping her pert little buttocks. We kissed passionately, a sweet

feeling growing in my heart, desire burning like a raging fire, our soft tongues entwined.

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to swallow Rita whole. After a long, passionate kiss, Rita gently lowered

her hands, separating our burning bodies. Rita removed the towel from my body and pushed me down onto the soft bed.

She knelt on my lap with her soft, elastic buttocks; she bent down, burying her head

in my bare chest, another fiery kiss, our tongues tug-of-war in our mouths. Then she

licked my ears, cheeks, then my chest, my nipples, and then wandered over my abdomen. Haha… much the same service routine as prostitutes

in China … finally, Rita focused on teasing my genitals. She teased

my anus with the tip of her tongue, a technique known domestically as "poison dragon"—it was ticklish, a whirring sensation that went straight to every

nerve , making me feel weak in the knees and numb in the flesh. Then she sucked on my testicles, repeatedly sucking them into her mouth and spitting

them out, going back and forth several times until I was completely ecstatic. Next, Rita gave me a blowjob, her technique incredibly professional. She covered my huge penis

with both hands and swallowed it whole, wow, deep into my throat, every thrust perfectly placed. Up and down,

in and out, circling and licking…it felt amazing. I was completely absorbed, feeling

the pleasure of my penis surrounded by her soft, wet, and warm mouth. Her tongue made rapid, rhythmic movements, and my

penis throbbed and swelled. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, my rapid breathing, occasional moans, and

the "plop plop" sounds of Rita sucking on my penis all mingling together. Intense pleasure surged through my entire body...

I couldn't take it anymore, my desire was burning, and with Rita's very skillful ministrations, I felt every

nerve trembling at a high frequency.

I rolled over and pinned Rita's petite body beneath me, I was completely frantic.

One hand cradled Rita's neck, the other gripped her brown hair tightly, and I

kissed neck passionately. I smelled the delicate scent of perfume mingling with her skin—a

gentle, youthful fragrance.

Rita's eyes were tightly shut, and she was breathing heavily. I then cupped her breasts in my hands, burying my

face between them. My mouth and tongue slid between her breasts, slowly moving to her nipples,

which were already hard, rosy and tender like mulberries. I suckled one of her nipples into my mouth,

circling it with my tongue, then sucking hard, alternating between her breasts. Suckling on

Rita 's breasts was a wonderful sensation. Her breasts were full and soft, her nipples firm and elastic.

Playing with them with my tongue excited me immensely. Rita began to moan, "Oh, my love

!"... "My love!"

...

Rita's vulva was incredibly beautiful, like a tender white bean curd. Her labia majora were closed in a line, tightly

enveloping her labia minora and vaginal opening. Prying them open with my hands revealed her delicate, pinkish-white labia minora,

like smooth jade—so alluring. From the fresh, rosy color of her labia minora, it was clear that Rita's sexual history

was short, perhaps recent. I peeled back the skin of her clitoris with my hands. The tender clitoral head was like a

pink pearl. I touched it, and Rita's whole body trembled, as if she had been electrocuted. As Rita

gasped for breath, a glistening pool of vaginal fluid gushed from her vulva...

I gripped my large penis and slid the glans along her slit. The mucus from my urethra

mixed with her vaginal fluid, sticky and slippery. The glans had already touched the small opening in her honeyed slit. The small

opening was already open, and with Rita's trembling body, I thrust in. "Wow!" Rita cried

out. My penis entered Rita's honeyed hole completely, like a dragon exploring a cave, penetrating all the way in. My cock

immediately felt tightly wrapped. Her vagina was narrow, and the spiral rings of the vaginal walls tightly wrapped around my

penis. The warmth and the damp pressure made me feel incredibly good. I began rhythmically thrusting, my

glans pressed tightly against her vagina, pumping in and out like a piston. Each thrust touched the soft

, rounded tip of her cervix deep inside. Rita screamed and moaned intermittently…

I changed positions, Rita like a soft, yielding doll, adapting to

my thrusts in various ways. Her vagina contracted rhythmically, warm, lustful fluids washing over my penis,

and I thoroughly enjoyed the sensations of each position… Suddenly, a thought flashed into my mind: anal sex

. Despite my numerous affairs and frequent encounters with lovers, I had never tried anal sex. Countless times I had begged my wife and sexual

partners, only to be resolutely rejected. Countless times I had considered trying it with a prostitute, but I feared they might secretly sabotage me.

Now, with Rita so compliant before me, why not fully utilize this testing ground to

make up for my lifelong regret…?

So I lifted Rita's snow-white buttocks high, just right. I pulled my

wet, and guided the head of my penis against Rita's tight anus. The clever Rita put her hand in her mouth,

her fingers soaked in saliva, massaging and lubricating her anus. Then she gently inserted her index finger into her anus, repeating this two or three times

before I pressed the head of my penis against it. Rita gracefully twisted her waist. When I felt the head of my penis gradually enter, I suddenly

thrust my lower back forward. My huge penis was now inside her. Rita bit her lower lip tightly and involuntarily

hissed as she gasped. Damn, I thought, anal penetration is much more complicated than vaginal penetration. I never thought I would have sex with the anus of such a petite, young, and beautiful foreign girl

today I finally got what I wanted, and I felt really

proud. My hands gripped Rita's hips, and I began to thrust in and out with large movements. Actually, anal sex and vaginal sex are not much

different , except that the anus felt like a very tight rubber ring, tightly gripping my penis and increasing

the friction. After a few dozen thrusts, I was in ecstasy. Then, Rita's delicate hand reached out and gently caressed my

perineum and testicles with her fingertips, and my pleasure was sublimating. The feeling of ejaculation was pounding through my nerves...

Just at this moment of blissful pleasure, Rita withdrew her penis, knelt on her side at my crotch, and took

my penis into her mouth. Her soft, smooth mouth tightly wrapped around my cock and swallowed it freely, making "sizzling"

sounds from time to time. Wow, I felt so good! The climax arrived, an unparalleled, supreme pleasure erupting from

my glans to my penis, quickly spreading throughout my body. My hips trembled involuntarily, and large amounts of semen gushed

into Rita's mouth—once, twice, three times… a good six or seven times… I was intoxicated by the blissful

feeling for a long time, until the pleasure slowly subsided, and my limp penis slid out of Rita's mouth…

Rita looked up at me, then slowly opened her mouth again. Holy crap, I saw her mouth filled with my

pale yellow, viscous semen, emitting a faint talcum powder smell with Rita's breath. Then Rita tilted

her head back, swallowed it with a "gulp," and then opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue and making a face at me—

both funny and cute. I took the opportunity to kiss Rita on the forehead.

…

We spent five or six days in Vladivostok. A-Qiang took me to many places, and every night he would

arrange a nice spot for me, staging a good show. But later, my little brother let me down; even the prettiest Russian girl couldn't

keep him going, and I felt dizzy and lightheaded. A-Qiang jokingly said I was "overdrawn"… To this day, I

still remember that time vividly; Vladivostok left a deep impression on me.

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