[Recalling My Trip to Vietnam] (Vietnam Travelogue)

After marriage, especially after the birth of our child, my romantic escapades have faded. My daily life consists of work, coming home,

spending time with my wife and child. Occasionally, after a night out, I might go to a sauna,

but I dare not have sex. At most, I might try something like a hot and cold treatment. Although I still have a lover, we rarely see each other anymore, usually only once every few months, and always in

the morning .

I simply dare not stay out overnight. People say that older people live in their memories. Although I'm not quite old yet, I've already started

reminiscing. Not long after my child was born, in the four months since my wife became pregnant, my little one

has only been used a pitifully few times outside of sex, except for when we were having sex. I've been online for a while, seeing others recounting

their recent romantic escapades. Although I wanted to say something, my recent entertainment life has been rather dull, and I've been busy with

work, so I haven't been able to put pen to paper.

These past few days, with National Day approaching and nothing much to do at work, I thought, since I haven't been romantic lately,

I can write about some of my past romantic escapades for fellow enthusiasts to share.

Around the late 1990s, when I was around 27 or 28, I went to Guangxi with some friends

. We went to a place called Pingxiang, which is on the Sino-Vietnamese border. Some of the friends who hosted us there were from the National

Security Bureau.

Back then, I was quite young and impetuous, and I didn't really like prostitutes. Because I was considered to have a good figure, good looks, and a

decent income, and I always had several girlfriends, I not only disliked prostitutes but also looked down on some of

my friends who frequented prostitutes, jokingly calling them "chicken worms."

However, even so, in this world, one has to play along. And the "chicken worms" around me always

criticized me, telling me that prostitutes provide professional services, and that my girlfriends were clueless and

no different from dried-up fish. Although I didn't quite agree with their views, I would occasionally go with them. Maybe I'm

just a stingy person. Although I did hire prostitutes a few times, I always felt that there were plenty of free options, so why spend

money on these unclean ones? Actually, at that time, I simply hadn't encountered any prostitutes who could provide high-quality sexual services.

Upon arriving in Pingxiang, the group of artillerymen, at the urging of their local friends, naturally indulged in drinking and womanizing. However, when choosing prostitutes

, I didn't find any that caught my eye, so I slept alone in a room that night. The next day, this

incongruous behavior, as usual, earned me a good scolding from my friends.

The next day's plan was to drive to Vietnam for some fun. After several hours of driving, we entered Vietnam

. This was my first time truly visiting another country. Although I had been to Hong Kong and Macau before, it

was, after all, Chinese territory, and Hong Kong had already returned to China. Being my first time abroad, I was

prepared to bring glory to my country and was determined to have some Vietnamese women.

We arrived in an unnamed city (a bit of a failure; I never asked what it was until I

started writing this today, realizing I didn't even know the name, and when I asked my friends, they all said they'd forgotten), and

immediately found a hotel to stay in.

The hotel we stayed in was quite new, but it was a far

cry . My friend took us there mainly because it was newly opened, the beds were new, and it was convenient to find prostitutes.

After checking in, everyone was a bit tired from the long journey, so we decided to take a nap and move

on after dinner.

I wasn't driving when we crossed the border, and I hadn't done much the night before, so I

didn't need to rest after getting into my room. I just watched TV and looked at the scenery outside the window. I didn't go out because my local

security friend had warned us before we left that there were a few things to be careful about in Vietnam. First, the

only legitimate form of consumption for Chinese men in Vietnam is prostitution!

So don't wander around aimlessly, or you'll be watched by the local security. Second, don't take out your phone

to make calls , or the local security will confiscate it. Although I still can't verify these warnings,

since they were issued, I decided to stay in the room if there was nothing else to do.

I stayed in the room for about half an hour when someone knocked on the door. I opened it and saw a floor

attendant . She spoke in broken Mandarin that she was there to get me some hot water. I looked her over; she

was wearing traditional Vietnamese clothing, her skin was slightly brown but looked healthy, and she was very

pretty , with a high nose, white teeth, and red lips. She had her hair in a ponytail, was about 158 cm tall, of medium build,

and while her breasts weren't particularly large, her overall appearance was quite attractive.

After putting down the hot water, she didn't leave the room but started chatting with me.

"Sir, are you Chinese?"

"You're speaking Mandarin to me, do you really need to ask?"

"Are you here for tourism?" "What

do you think? What do the Chinese guests you've encountered usually come here for?" "

They're all here for tourism and leisure." "

Then we're here for leisure." "

Where are you planning to go?" "

Wow, you're from the National Security Bureau? So many questions."

At this point, she admitted she didn't know what the National Security Bureau was, so I explained it to her.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. I just know what you're planning to do, so I can give you some

pointers ."

"What do the Chinese people you've met usually do here?"

"...They all come to find prostitutes."

"Well, we're the same as them. Do you have any good recommendations?"

As I spoke, I gave her a Fisherman's Treasure mint. This kind of mint

was considered , and she probably hadn't tried it before. She ate it with great relish. While we ate, she told me about several places, but I

was completely confused and didn't understand a word she said. I finally said,

"I don't quite understand what you're saying, but my friend comes here often, and he takes us there."

At this point, it seemed like there was nothing more to say, but she didn't seem inclined to leave. I said, "

Aren't you on duty? How come

you have so much free time?" "There are only a few customers on this floor today, so I don't have much to do."

"Oh, didn't you change their hot water?"

"I did. You were the last one. They were all sleeping, but I saw you weren't asleep, so I started chatting with you. It's

daytime now, why are they all asleep? Aren't they going out for a walk?"

"Hehe, they were too tired last night! They don't have the energy to play if they don't rest."

"Then why aren't you asleep?"

"Because I didn't do what they did last night."

"Why didn't you do it?"

"Well, I didn't see anyone suitable, so I just slept by myself."

"Why didn't you see anyone suitable?"

"How can I explain that? If it's not suitable, it's not suitable. There's no point in explaining."

"Then do you think I'm suitable?"

Holy crap, I almost jumped up when I heard this. I've never encountered such a proactive hotel

waitress ! I didn't expect Vietnam to be a place where everyone is a prostitute!

"You're great. If I had met you last night, I would definitely be exhausted today."

"I have nothing to do now anyway, how about I keep you company?"

"Sure, there are still a few hours before dinner. How are you going to keep me company?"

"However you want to keep me company."

"I want you to come to my side first."

So she obediently sat down next to me. Since I had been lying on the bed, she took the initiative to gently massage

my thigh.

"Well, let's get this straight, how much will you charge me?"

"...I don't really know, I haven't been working here long, I don't know how much to charge. (Bullshit! So proactive!

I don't believe it!)"

"But there has to be a price, I can't afford more, I'm poor."

"How can you people who come here to have fun be poor? But you Chinese seem to really like 8,

how about 80?"

Hehe, she actually offered that price, of course I immediately accepted.

"Okay, it's settled then, do you want RMB? I didn't exchange any for Vietnamese currency."

"RMB is accepted here. Do you want me to take a shower first?"

"Um, well... I want to shower too, let's shower together."

She seemed a little embarrassed at this point, but after thinking for a while she agreed, saying she needed to go back to the floor

service desk to prepare.

After she left, I quickly took off all my clothes, leaving only my underwear.

Less than five minutes later, she returned. Seeing that I was ready, she covered her mouth and smiled.

Although she had been sitting next to me and had massaged my thigh for a while, I hadn't had any physical reaction.

But when she smiled, for some reason, my penis suddenly became erect!

She seemed genuinely shy and asked if I could go in first. I didn't say anything and went in myself,

turning on the tap to wash myself (the guest rooms here don't have bathtubs, only showers, and only cold water.

Luckily, it was summer, and the weather was quite hot. Later, I asked her and learned that if you wanted hot water, you had to

fetch it ).

About a minute later, she pushed the door open and came in. When she came in, she glanced at my erect penis

and then lowered her head. She seemed to be naked, with a large towel wrapped around her body. I don't think I saw such a towel

when , and I don't know where she found it.

"Everyone's already here, what are you still doing standing around there?"

She slowly took off her towel, but still covered her chest with her hands. I tend to admire shy women, so I

didn't make any move, just watched her. Although she covered her chest, she didn't cover her lower body. Her

pubic hair was quite neat, neither too much nor too little. Judging from the appearance of her breasts covered by her hands, her breasts weren't very big,

even a bit small. Seeing that I didn't move, she stood there somewhat bewildered, her head down. We were in this awkward

silence for a while, then I reached out and pulled her into my arms. Perhaps because of the cold water,

I noticed that she trembled uncontrollably when our bodies touched.

After we got close, she hugged me tightly with both hands. I felt the pressure from her firm breasts,

and my hands began to stroke her back and buttocks. Although her skin wasn't white, it was very smooth,

feeling like touching a piece of fine silk, quite comfortable.

We embraced and rinsed under the shower for a while. I turned her over so her back was against me,

and we looked at our reflection in the mirror. My hand touched her breasts; they were probably a 33B, not very large, but

quite firm. Her nipples, which were initially slightly inverted, slowly protruded under my touch. My hand moved over her

abdomen and began to caress her lower body. Although we were both wet, I could clearly feel

a different kind of fluid emanating from her lower body, and quite a lot of it. Under my caresses, she closed her eyes,

tilted , and let out a soft moan.

As I touched her, she reached behind her back and began to gently touch my penis. Her skin was

smooth, but her hands were rough, yet they gave me a strange stimulation. I grabbed the soap from the side and lathered it on her body. We began to writhe in the lubrication of the soap, making closer contact. 　　Her moans grew louder, and my penis swelled to its peak. I told her to wait for me there, then rushed out of the bathroom, grabbed some condoms from my bag, and took them upstairs. When I returned to the bathroom, she seemed to want to say something , but I didn't let her speak. I gestured for her to turn her face to the wall, placed her hands on my hips , leaned my body against her, and spread her legs. She seemed a little bewildered, constantly turning her head to look at me. 　　After spreading her legs, I found the right position and thrust my hips forward, my entire penis plunging into her vagina. The rapid entry caused her to let out a loud "ah!" I felt that her vagina was incredibly tight, almost unbelievably so. Under my vigorous movements, she secreted more and more fluid, and the tightness began to transform into a lubricated pressure. 　　As I fucked her, one hand haphazardly grabbed her breasts in front of her, occasionally pulling her nipples like milking a cow, while the other hand reached down to her genitals, pressing hard on her clitoris. Under this multi-sensory stimulation, her moans turned into cries. 　　Although I didn't ejaculate yesterday, the shower reduced my pleasure, and the constant cooling , despite the vigorous movements, didn't make me feel like I was going to ejaculate. The intense movements lasted about five minutes before I started to feel fatigued, and the movements gradually slowed down. She turned to me and said, "Let's go back to the room." I didn't say anything, my penis remained inside her vagina, but my hands continued to move on her sensitive areas. After catching my breath, I closed the toilet seat, had her place her hands on it, and straightened her legs.

I started fucking her, pressing down on her fleshy buttocks. She wasn't tall, but her legs were long, and

she stood with them , which meant I didn't have to bend her legs much while fucking her, so it didn't feel as tiring as before.

The bathroom was small, and although we'd changed positions, the cold water kept pouring over me, still

cooling my passion. I fucked her in this position for another five minutes, until her voice turned into

screams . After a few screams, she went limp, her body collapsing against the toilet seat, and my penis slipped

out of place.

She buried her head in her hands and said in a trembling voice, "I can't take it anymore, wait a minute."

Damn it, I was in the middle of it, how could I wait!

So, I folded the towel she had wrapped around herself when she came in and placed it under our knees. We both

knelt on the towel, and I inserted my penis into her vagina again. At first, her upper body was limp on the toilet seat, and

she made soft moans. But women recover quickly, and after a short while, she seemed to have recovered.

The moans turned into cries, and she even uttered a few words I couldn't understand. Her buttocks responded to my

thrusts. After nearly 10 minutes of thrusting, I finally felt the urge to ejaculate, and my movements

became more intense. I forcefully spread her buttocks apart with both hands, and she felt my movements, so her buttocks

writhed more.

With a few particularly strong thrusts, I finally ejaculated the semen that had been accumulating for several days. Her

cries during these thrusts reached their peak. After ejaculating, my penis remained inside her vagina, enjoying the contractions of her vagina after her

orgasm .

I knelt on the ground and rested for a while, and my penis gradually softened and withdrew from her paradise.

I stood up and started washing myself. She remained kneeling, facing me, and gently

removed the condom filled with semen. She then applied some soap and carefully washed my penis. Under her gentle

caresses , I closed my eyes and quietly enjoyed the sensation.

She washed very thoroughly, attending to every part of my penis, even meticulously cleaning the area covered by the foreskin

. I said, "You're washing so carefully." She chuckled but didn't say anything. After a while, I suddenly

felt my penis being taken into her mouth. Every man knows that oral sex is very pleasurable afterward.

I hadn't asked her to perform oral sex before we had sex, but I was pleasantly surprised afterward.

Her oral skills weren't actually that great; she occasionally touched my teeth, but when

my penis didn't cause any discomfort. My limp penis seemed to have become a toy in her mouth. Her tongue kept

teasing my limp member, while her mouth sucked on it like a baby nursing. Under her actions

, I, who had just ejaculated less than 5 minutes ago, became hard again for the first time. Although the hardness was not enough

to penetrate again, it was already at a moderate level. At this point, I knew I could continue the battle, so I pulled her up

, got some soap, and helped her wash.

When a man helps a woman bathe, it's mostly teasing. I first placed my whole palm on her vulva and

rotated it from side to side with slight force. Her pubic hair was mostly concentrated on her mons pubis, with only a few sparse hairs on her labia.

After pressing for a while, I used my fingers to part her labia and washed the area around her vaginal opening. She hugged

me tightly with both hands, her tongue licking my chest. Slowly, I inserted my fingers into the place where I had penetrated earlier,

and she moaned again. But after stirring slightly, I withdrew and went to the side to dry myself. She

then became shy again and turned her back to me to wash herself.

I walked out of the bathroom, lay down on the bed, lit a cigarette, and checked the time

. It had taken about 40 minutes from when I entered the bathroom to when I came out. Before I finished my cigarette, she came out, said nothing, and quietly lay down

beside me, her legs straddling my body, her hand gently pinching my nipple. After finishing my cigarette, I gently embraced

her, and we nestled together on the bed like lovers.

After a while, I started to get restless, my hands teasing her sensitive areas again. She lay on

her back , closed her eyes, and enjoyed my caresses. Only then did I really look at her body. Her

breasts, though small, were exceptionally firm, clearly protruding even when she was lying down. Her nipples were slightly inverted, and even when

erect under my teasing, they were only small. The areolas were a bit dark, but not unattractive. She was the kind

of woman who was thin but not bony; although she didn't have much flesh, there were no visible bones. Her abdomen was flat and firm.

From above, her pubic hair was beautifully shaped, clustered inwards.

I had her spread her legs apart and moved my body between them. I saw that her labia had a few

sparse hairs, and the color of her genitals was similar to that of her nipples, so I guessed she was quite experienced.

Her clitoris gradually protruded as I played with it. Her clitoris was relatively large, and the protrusion was very obvious. I

pinched her clitoris with two fingers, pushing the foreskin down as much as possible, while playing with it with my other finger.

At this point, her moans started to get louder, and she tried to push my hand away. Of course, I didn't let her succeed and

continued my actions.

As I pounded, she began to secrete fluid, and her vaginal opening started to open and close slightly. I continued

to pinch her clitoris with one hand, while the other hand, moistened with her vaginal fluid, slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina. Under this

double stimulation, her legs began to close, and she reached out, pressing tightly against my hand that was pinching her clitoris.

My fingers went deeper and deeper into her vagina, stirring around, and her vaginal fluid increased, flowing all over my hand

, some even running down her buttocks onto the sheets.

A moment later, she suddenly tensed up, pressing my hand down hard, her body trembling uncontrollably. I

stopped what I was doing, but didn't pull my hand out.

After her trembling subsided, she went limp. I pulled out my fingers, lay down beside her, and

moved my hands to her breasts. After resting for a while, she smiled at me. Her smile was incredibly alluring; I can't describe how

alluring it was. I only know that my penis reacted even more strongly after seeing her smile.

She held my penis in her hand, stroked it a few times, and then bent down and took it into her mouth. She was so

proactive. None of my girlfriends were willing to give me oral sex. Some of the prostitutes I had hired were not willing, and some

wanted to pay extra (at that time, there was no such thing as a full service package). I gestured for her to straddle my body,

so we could get into a 69 position, which would make it easier for me to play with her genitals.

Soon, her juices flowed freely again. Then she did something that surprised me: she reached

behind her, pulled my hand, and placed it on her anus. Although I had many girlfriends and had seen

anal sex in porn, I wasn't really into it until 2000, when I had my first experience with anal sex by chance.

Therefore, I wasn't interested in women's anuses at that time; in fact, I was somewhat resistant.

Under her guidance, I reluctantly touched her anus a few times before focusing my attention back on her

genitals. She sensed my hand had moved and started touching herself, even inserting a knuckle into her anus. Seeing this,

I said to her, "Don't touch me with that hand anymore."

She turned her head and said to me, "Don't you like this? Many men like it." I said, "Then

I'm one of the few men."

Since her head had turned, her body followed suit. She put on the condoms I had prepared.

I had brought them from China because a friend had told me that Vietnamese condoms were of poor quality, very thick, and

similar to those . Therefore, we had prepared several boxes.

After putting on the condom, she straightened my penis and slowly sat down, filling it completely to the hilt in one go. But

when it reached the deepest point, we both let out an "oh." She leaned over me, hugging me, and

after a while slowly started moving. I dislike this kind of position the most; it's all the woman's initiative, and my hands can only

touch her back. After she moved a few times, I propped her up, grabbing her breasts with one hand and

reaching down to our point of contact with the other, teasing her exposed clitoris as she moved up and down.

Her movements gradually became more intense, and after a few frantic twists, a strong contraction

came , and she went limp on top of me once more.

After her orgasm subsided, I skillfully adjusted our positions, turning her onto her back, and

lifted her legs high. Her hamstrings were very flexible, able to stretch almost straight up to her shoulders. I pressed down on the backs of her legs with both hands and

began a jackhammering motion.

This push-up style is one of my strengths. I used to go to the gym often, so my physical condition is much better than it is now

. Plus, I had just ejaculated, so I did it for almost 15 minutes straight.

During that long period of intense activity, she had about two orgasms. When she orgasmed, she asked me to stop, but I ignored her

and instead worked even harder, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. After her second orgasm, she

looked at . After 15 minutes of continuous activity, I was also a little tired, so I put her legs down and lay on

top of her. When she saw that I had complied, she seemed a little happy and kept kissing my face.

After letting her rest for a while, I picked her up and made her kneel on the bed. By then, she was completely exhausted and

could only lift her buttocks while lying face down on the bed. I continued thrusting in a "doggy style" for almost 10 minutes.

Later, she didn't even have the strength to lift her buttocks anymore, and she lay face down on the bed. I could only put a pillow under her

stomach and spread her legs apart. Although I could do it on top of her in this position, I still used a push-up-

like "pile driving" motion. She couldn't even scream anymore, and all she could hear were moans. After nearly 10

minutes of "pile driving," I finally ejaculated for the second time that day.

The second time we made love lasted almost an hour, and we were both exhausted. I lay on top of her, kissing the back of her neck, and

let my penis go limp and withdraw. There's something I forgot to mention earlier: this hotel didn't have air conditioning, but

the climate in Vietnam seemed quite nice. There was only a fan, but it wasn't uncomfortable. However, with such intense activity in the summer, even in good

weather , you'd be covered in sweat.

After a while, I felt very uncomfortable from being sweaty. I told her I needed to shower, but she said she

needed lie down for a bit longer. However, this "a bit longer" meant she was still lying in the same position after I finished showering. The bed was covered in both semen

and sweat, so I wasn't going to sleep on it. Luckily, it was a double room, so I lay down on the other bed and lit

a cigarette. When I was almost finished, she finally recovered, turned around, smiled at me, and

slowly got up and went into the bathroom.

After cleaning up, she came back to me. Looking at the time, it was already past 4 PM, about 20

minutes before she got off work. So we started chatting. Her surname was Song, and she had Chinese ancestry; her grandmother was from Guangxi.

Although some people in Vietnam could speak Chinese, not many. She was 22 years old, had been married for four years, and didn't have any children. She was

often bullied by her husband's family.

I wasn't interested in her family, so I asked her if I was more skilled than her husband. She said her husband only

liked to do things to her anus. I said, "You're the one who likes to do things to your anus, aren't you? I just saw you touching yourself." She said she was

used to it and always liked to touch herself. She asked me, somewhat strangely, why I didn't do things to her anus, because her husband, her

friend 's husband, and several of her clients all liked to do things to her anus, so she assumed

all men liked anal sex. I couldn't answer that question, only saying it was a matter of personal preference and

there was nothing to say.

I asked her if her husband knew she worked as a prostitute. She said many women in her area worked as prostitutes, and their husbands

didn't question the source of their extra income. She was a high school graduate, relatively well-educated, and originally didn't

want work as a prostitute because she hadn't had children after many years of marriage, and her husband's family always scolded her. That's why she worked as a prostitute to earn some

money, and she thought she could start her own business after a divorce.

I asked her if I was better than her husband, and she said I was much better than him, that she had never experienced

so many orgasms. I said then it would be me serving you, and you'd have to pay me. She got a little nervous and said

she didn't have any money, but she could refuse if I didn't want to pay. I told her I was just joking.

It was almost time for her to get off work, so she got up to get dressed. I took out my wallet and gave her 100 yuan, saying,

"Keep the change, take the rest." She was very happy and, without even buttoning her shirt properly, jumped on me and kissed

me.

After she left, I took a nap. Before I fell asleep, she came back again, this time to do

her job—changing the sheets. While changing the sheets, she asked me how long I was going to stay. I said about three nights. "

What? You want to come and keep me company?" She smiled and said, "I'll come find you when you're free, but you'll probably be sleeping when you

are ."

I woke up around 6 a.m. when my buddies knocked on the door. A few of them came into my room, leering

at me, and asked, "We heard some noises in the hallway, but we asked each other, and everyone's asleep."

"There are only a few of us customers on this floor today, could it be you?!" I chuckled and admitted it, then

reported on my performance. I thought that since I had done such a good job with her, the other guys would be impressed. But

after I explained the situation, I was met with a barrage of insults. They scolded me for doing things without asking the going rate. First, they said I shouldn't have

added a tip after agreeing on a price, as that would ruin the market. Second, they said 100 yuan was the price for an overnight stay, and

30-50 yuan was enough for a regular one!

I retorted, "Why didn't you tell us sooner?" They replied, "Damn it, you're such a hypocrite, always pretending

to be so upright. Who would have thought you'd cheat on us? We were planning to take you and make arrangements, but you beat us to it!"

After a round of bickering, the leader told us about the "market rates" here. Apparently, there are many

mixed-race women in Vietnam, with good figures and beautiful faces. Chinese clients in Vietnam usually pay for the whole night,

rarely for short stays. A French-Vietnamese woman for an overnight stay costs around 120 yuan, an American-Vietnamese woman around 100 yuan, and a Chinese-

Vietnamese woman is equivalent to a local Vietnamese woman, costing around 80 yuan.

Heh, I see. But I don't think I'm being ripped off unfairly; I personally feel it's worth it. I couldn't

be bothered with their nonsense, but now that I know the rates, I'll just follow them from now on.

The pack set off. Passing the service counter, I glanced at it; she had already finished work. The new

waitress was pretty, but not my type.

Led by the leader, we arrived directly at a building. I call it a building

because I couldn't find a suitable adjective in my vocabulary. It had two floors and

a large interior, divided into numerous small rooms. It was already getting dark, and these

rooms were lit by pink lights. Each room was filled with women, all dressed provocatively and heavily made up

.

We wandered around the building a few times and found that it was full of these kinds of houses, with a few small shops selling

miscellaneous goods . Each floor had a toilet.

During our cursory look, we encountered many like-minded people, mostly Chinese,

with a few foreign tourists, but hardly anyone who looked Vietnamese.

After a quick look around, the leader said, "Well, that's enough

for now. We'll split up. I'm planning a threesome, so you can figure it out yourselves." Back

then, I was so naive; it's funny to think about now. After he said that, I asked, "What does 'threesome' mean?" Of

course, this earned me a good scolding.

When we split up, I dragged along a close friend who was more experienced. When he

saw a girl he liked, besides asking about the price and family background (whether she was mixed-race), he also "inspected the goods" (touched her breasts).

After visiting more than ten places, he chose two French-Vietnamese women and negotiated a price: 120 for the night, or 150

if we swapped. Seeing my hesitation, he scolded me again, offering to help me decide.

I refused, saying I'd choose the girls, and he could just negotiate the price and inspect the goods.

He then told the two girls he'd chosen to wait at the entrance while he accompanied me. I'm

not usually a fan of prostitutes, but even though I came with a sense of patriotism, it still took me dozens of visits to find

suitable ones. The two I chose were also French-Vietnamese. Although I couldn't tell the difference between French-Vietnamese and American-Vietnamese , since they were a bit more expensive and my friends recommended them, I decided to go for it. I could always try an American-Vietnamese woman

tomorrow . 　　The two my friend chose were quite tall, the shortest being around 162cm and the tallest, I'd estimate, around 165cm. Both had very fair skin. The two I chose were petite, the tallest around 158cm and the shortest at most 155cm. The taller one had fairer skin, while the shorter one had a similar complexion to Ms. Song from earlier. 　　The six of us waited downstairs for quite a while. I got a little impatient and asked why they hadn't chosen yet. My friend said, "Damn it, you're so troublesome. They must have chosen long ago. Besides, we're driving a small car, only able to carry six or seven people at most. They'll definitely have to make several trips back and forth." I said, "Aren't there many small tricycles on the roadside? We can go back ourselves." He said, "You're highly educated, but you're pretty stupid. What kind of place is this? Foreign tourists just get on any vehicle and get ripped off without even realizing it." 　　Sigh, we kept waiting. Almost the time it takes to smoke two cigarettes, we finally saw the car return. It was the leader's car , completely empty. Sure enough, it was coming back to pick us up. Apparently, this was his second time back. We'd really taken a long time to choose. 　　On the bus, I thought we were heading straight back to the hotel, so I asked, "Aren't we supposed to eat first?" 　　"Eat my ass! I bought a ton of food and put it in the trunk while I was waiting for you guys. Time is of the essence , it's time for a romantic getaway!" Ugh… 　　Back at the hotel, I found all the guys' rooms wide open. The leader called us together for a meeting, saying, "Because this artillery regiment has a rookie, we have to hold an emergency meeting. Let me explain the situation . Since everyone's decided to go for a threesome, I'd like to combine the rooms. Five rooms, two beds each. The five of us will be in three rooms. This idiot (referring to me) probably won't get used to swapping, so he'll have one room. The four of us can form our own groups. All your luggage should be in the remaining two rooms; only bring essentials." 　　After the meeting, I went to my room and found several cans of beer, several cans of cola, several bowls of instant noodles, and a bunch of miscellaneous food on the bedside table. These guys are pretty thorough. 　　A while later, I suddenly remembered—where's my woman?! So I ran to other rooms to look for them and found the two being groped by Erlang. I rescued them and took them back to my room. 　　Although I've had relationships with many women, I really didn't know what to do when faced with two women I could sleep with at the same time. Seeing that I wasn't making any moves, the two women asked if I could eat something. Neither spoke Chinese, but they could say a few words of English. Fortunately, we could communicate, but for the sake of clarity, I'll translate the following into Chinese first, otherwise I'll be accused of showing off, haha. 　　So, we started eating instant noodles and bread, and drinking beer—and the beer was even Zhujiang Pure Draft! Although they could speak English, they weren't very fluent, so we didn't talk much while eating.

"Damn it," I thought to myself as I ate and drank, "They usually call me 'Big Brother,' but now I'm a newbie. Since

I've decided to fight for the country, I might as well go all out. Anyway, I had one this afternoon, and it felt pretty good."

The decision was made, but thinking is one thing, doing is another. After we finished eating, we sat awkwardly for a while

. Then, we heard the sounds of a couple laughing outside. Damn it, they're all having fun! The two

women, seeing I wasn't moving, looked at each other and laughed, muttering something to each other.

Seeing this, I got angry and said, "Let's begin!" Then, very "bravely," I stripped myself naked.

Seeing me start, the two women didn't say anything, but generously followed suit with their actions.

At this point, physical communication was more important than verbal communication; the language barrier became less important

. I took the two women into the bathroom. Although we had already showered, showering was just a process, not

the goal. What I needed was the feeling of a romantic bath (a bath with three people doesn't really feel like a romantic bath anymore).

I'm quite experienced at taking a bath with one woman, but bathing with two women at the same time leaves me at a loss.

In this situation, of course, the best approach is to be sophisticated and let them provide proactive, standard service. If there's anything

I'm not satisfied with , I'll point it out later. For the sake of convenience, I'll

refer to them as "Tall Girl" and "Short Girl" based on their similar heights.

After entering the bathroom, the two women didn't immediately embrace me. Instead, they each lathered themselves with soap first.

Then, like sandwiches, they sandwiched me between them, using their bodies to lather me completely.

Their breasts didn't appear very large from the outside, but once their clothes were off, they were quite impressive. I estimated both women's

bust sizes to be around 34, and both were quite firm. As their two pairs of firm breasts, lubricated by the soap,

pressed tightly against me from the front and back, I couldn't help but groan with pleasure, and my penis began to pay

homage .

After enjoying this double penetration for a while, they rinsed off the soap from my body. The one behind me

started licking my back with her tongue, while the one in front half-squatted down, using her breasts to slide my penis up and down.

The water and residual soap lubricated the area, and her erect nipples brushed against my thighs, making

it feel incredibly comfortable.

The one behind me licked my back for a while, then moved to the front. Both women squatted

down , stretching their tongues out, and began licking my penis. Although I had experience with oral sex,

the sensation of my penis encountering two agile tongues simultaneously was completely different. They divided the work well:

one held my penis, while the other gently stroked my scrotum. While one tongue licked the glans,

the other was constantly attending to the penis or scrotum. When one tongue took my penis into its mouth, the other would

spread my legs, put her head under my thighs, and lick my genitals.

Just as I was enjoying myself immensely, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open (we had agreed beforehand

not to lock the door so we could check each other's work). Standing in the doorway was the leader, with his two

women on his arms, a lewd grin on his face. He said, "Don't worry about me, I'm afraid you'll feel embarrassed. I'll give you some pointers

."

Although I knew someone would come in, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Not being used to public displays of sexual activity, I felt a little

embarrassed , and my erection quickly subsided. The two women serving me didn't react much; they just glanced at

the three men in the doorway and continued giving me oral sex. Their service quality not only didn't decline, but they actually worked even harder.

Despite their efforts, my uncooperative penis not only failed to regain its erection but became increasingly limp. At this point,

the leader burst into laughter, saying, "A newbie is a newbie. Forget it, go to bed."

Sigh, the bastard ruined my mood and then criticized me, so I had no choice but to go back to bed.

When we dried ourselves off and went back to bed, the leader and his two women

were . His position was strange; the woman was kneeling on the bed like a paparazzi, one woman was sitting beneath him,

sucking his penis and stroking it, while the other woman knelt behind him, spreading his buttocks and

licking his anus. The guy was throbbing with pleasure, like a frog about to die.

Anal licking (this service is now called "Dragon Drill," though that term didn't seem to exist back then) was something

I'd never even heard of, let alone tried. I'd rarely seen women licking men's

anuses in the porn I'd seen.

I stared at him, somewhat dumbfounded. Seeing my attention on him, he whined

, "You do your thing... don't mind me... if you like it, try it... it feels good... oh...

so good... push your tongue in... push it in further..."

My two women noticed me staring intently at the bed opposite, so the taller woman asked me, "Do you want to be

like ?"

I used body language to indicate my willingness, but after I assumed a position, the leader said to me, "

This is very exciting... If you haven't tried it... I guarantee you'll finish in a few strokes... But it's good that it's for the whole night... Do it a

few more times..."

Before he finished speaking, my limp penis was taken into the taller woman's mouth, while the shorter woman's tongue began to

gently circle around my anus. This unprecedented feeling caused my originally limp penis

to quickly swell in the taller woman's mouth. The swelling was so fast that my penis suddenly pierced the taller woman's throat, and she

spat it out, coughing for a while. Seeing this, the shorter woman behind her stopped, said a few words,

seemingly to dismiss the taller woman, and soon, her tongue returned to my anus. This time she was no longer gentle, but

rather licked my anus forcefully with her tongue, occasionally flicking the tip of her tongue quickly at the anus opening. The pleasurable

feeling made me groan involuntarily.

Amid the tall girl's coughing, the leader spoke again: "Feels good, doesn't it? Much better than

the service , right?"

I said, "Mmm... I'll have to go to more brothels in the future."

After the tall girl caught her breath, she seemed a little angry and took my penis into her mouth. This time she took it in

quite deeply, as if to tell me that she was very skilled at deep throating and that what happened earlier was just an accident. Her small mouth

took my penis, which was about 14 centimeters long, into her mouth completely. I could clearly feel my penis hitting

her throat, and her lips touching my stomach.

The short woman behind me got up and poured some warm water by the bedside while the tall woman was giving me a deep throat. She took some

warm water in her mouth and slowly spat it onto my anus. Under the dual stimulation of the warm water and her tongue, I relaxed my previously tense

sphincter muscles, allowing her tongue to touch more of the tender flesh of my anus. Seeing this, the leader also ordered his

woman to do the same.

The four women on the two beds seemed to be competing, all trying to give their employers the greatest pleasure.

It turns out that there are such advantages to two men going to prostitutes together. I wonder if the men will compete

like them when they get to the real thing, but it will be a competition of endurance and skill.

The short woman felt that my muscles were relaxed and that I was in the mood, so she used her hands to spread my buttocks,

making my anus open wider. After licking around it a few times, she curled her tongue and suddenly thrust it into my

anus, which had never had anything enter it before.

I shuddered instantly, instinctively pressing down to avoid her penetration. But she didn't let me go;

her head followed my body forward. Our actions were painful for the tall girl who was doing deep throating. My penis hit her throat

hard , pressing her head down tightly, preventing her from escaping. She could only make

uncomfortable "mmm" sounds. Under the double attack, I couldn't hold back any longer, and my semen erupted, shooting all into the tall

girl's mouth. At the same time, my anal muscles contracted, clamping down hard on the short girl's tongue.

The tall girl struggled to get away from me and coughed violently by the bedside. I ignored her, lying

limp on the bed. The short girl ignored her sister and started cleaning my penis with her mouth.

After her mouth had been on my penis for a while, I suddenly remembered that her tongue had just finished servicing my anus! I jumped up

as if , telling the short girl to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth, and not to touch me until her mouth was completely clean.

Of course, while the two women went to the bathroom to clean their mouths, I was happy to leisurely

watch the performance on the next bed from my side. The three people on the next bed had gotten down to business. One woman was lying on her back,

another was on top of her, and the leader was on top, supporting himself with his hands, thrusting hard into the woman

on top . The two women below him weren't idle either; they were kissing each other, their tongues sticking out,

teasing each other. I've seen plenty of gay porn, so I wasn't surprised; I just quietly observed.

After noticing me watching, the leader went even harder, yelling and shouting. His

penis would thrust into the woman on top one moment, then lower the angle and give her a couple of thrusts below. Each time he penetrated,

the corresponding woman seemed to deliberately let out a loud moan. Although I knew they were putting on a show

, the man still felt very aroused after hearing their moans.

The live show was quite entertaining. The two women I'd hired finished washing up without me even noticing, and I don't know

how long it took them. When they came back, seeing me watching with such interest, they playfully lay down in front of me,

blocking my view with their bodies.

I've already ejaculated three times today, and I haven't fully recovered yet. I just kept reaching out and

touching their bodies randomly. Although I've been with them for a while, I still haven't really appreciated their

bodies .

The tall woman's skin was quite fair, but her nipples were a darker color. They were very long and thin, I estimate

over , and felt fun to pinch. Her buttocks weren't very big, and were rather small. Her pubic hair was probably trimmed;

the area around her labia was clean, except for a tuft of hair deliberately left on her mons pubis. Her labia were very dark, with

many folds, and didn't look very attractive.

The shorter girl had a darker complexion, but not black. Her nipples were a color close to her skin tone, making

it difficult to describe whether they were dark or light. Her pubic hair was sparse, except for a few long hairs around her anus. Her labia

were similar in color to her nipples, and her vulva was quite full, with the labia majora almost completely covering the labia minora.

Each time I deliberately teased them, they would make exaggerated noises. Soon, they embraced and

kissed, their mouths pressed tightly together, their bodies constantly writhing, their breasts rubbing against each other, their mons pubis

pressing and rubbing together.

After embracing for a while, perhaps feeling it wasn't enough, they switched to a 69 position and started licking each other. Although

they ignored me, this was a novelty for me, so I didn't disturb them, just peeking around

and occasionally helping them with my hands.

Besides licking each other's genitals, they also shared a common action: while licking, they would deeply

insert their index fingers into each other's anuses, using their tongues to lick and their fingers to dig.

Seeing that their lower bodies were being well cared for, I felt increasingly unable to get involved. I could only

put between their bodies and squeeze their breasts mechanically, while my attention returned to

the bed next door.

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