The thrill and excitement of my experience in a Xi'an dance hall

I'd heard about the nationally renowned "dark dance halls" of Xi'an for a long time. A classmate of mine used to study there and told me about it. I longed to go, but unfortunately, I live in the east and rarely have the opportunity or time to visit Xi'an, so I've always envied the guys there who have such good fortune. I had the chance to go to Xi'an on a business trip in 2014, but it was during a crackdown, and I was accompanied by a colleague, so I didn't get a chance to go alone. Later, I searched for information about Xi'an's dark dance halls on my university's social media platform and saw a guy write that he went to a dance hall in early 2015, and while he wasn't as wild as before, he had recovered quite a bit. So, this April, I had the opportunity to go to Xi'an alone. After finishing work, I took a taxi straight to a dance hall. I originally wanted to go to the most famous one in Xi'an, but I forgot the name. However, the driver took me to Hongxiu instead, saying it was also good. I thank that driver; he was telling the truth. Although there weren't any big services, the girls there were of good quality, both in terms of looks and figure. After getting off the bus, I went up to the third-floor stairwell to buy and have my ticket checked before entering the dance hall. It was quite dark and crowded, almost packed with people. The hall was divided into two areas: the dance floor and an outer area. Most of the dancing took place on the dance floor. After each song, the girls would walk around and display their figures, waiting for customers, while many men stood on the outer area looking for prey. Of course, I didn't know this when I first went in; I only knew that the men were standing on the outside. So I stood on the outer area, watching the various girls inside dance around the hall to the music. Some had hot figures, wore revealing clothes, long legs, short skirts, and heavy makeup; others dressed youthfully, in tight jeans and t-shirts, with their hair in ponytails; still others were dressed in professional attire, exuding a mature and sophisticated aura, at first glance appearing to be high-level white-collar workers. In short, their looks varied, but most were quite pleasing to the eye, though there were also some who were ugly and some who were very beautiful. I'd only been standing on the perimeter for a short while when a woman around 40 years old came over and asked if I wanted to dance. Looking at all the pretty girls on the dance floor, I naturally ignored her. But after several songs, no girl approached me. I was really puzzled. What the hell was going on? Did I need a reservation? Then this woman came over and asked me to dance, so I went down to the dance floor with her. I mainly wanted to test the waters and see how far things could go. After all, in my opinion, older, less attractive women must rely on revealing outfits to survive; otherwise, in a dance hall full of beautiful women, who would dance with her? Turns out I was wrong. This woman only allowed me to touch her breasts, not her genitals. After one song, the lights came on, and she charged 20 yuan. I said, "Isn't it 10 yuan per song?" She said that was right, and that there were always two songs when the lights went out. Thinking about it, she made sense. I changed the song, paid, and left. Then I went to the restroom. On my way back, I passed the bar and looked at the prices. They were pretty average; beer was 10 yuan a bottle, and cigarettes were only 1 yuan more expensive than outside.The price was over a dollar, which was considered a fixed price, much cheaper than KTVs and bars. So I found a table, sat down, and used the tricks I used in bars before. I gave the bartender 50 yuan, ordered a beer and a drink, and told him to keep the change. The bartender was surprised, probably because few people do that (it's not that I gave too much money, but regular customers there don't usually tip). Then I asked him to find me a girl, and he said to just let him know whoever I liked. I said I had already told her, and she said she had an appointment. The bartender said that meant she really had an appointment, because it's normal for someone to book the whole place. Booking the whole place means one girl is booked by one person for an entire afternoon or a specific time period to dance continuously. I pointed him to a girl who danced very well and looked like a student. He went over to ask her, and came back to tell me she had an appointment. So I got a girl with big breasts and a big butt. The girl was very polite when she came over, asked me for a cigarette, very generous but not rude. I took a closer look at the girl. She had large breasts and fair skin. She was a girl with a large frame and a curvy figure. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, she was generally acceptable. We chatted for a bit, then the lights dimmed, and we went onto the dance floor together. Swaying gently to the music with the girl in my arms felt different from dancing with a stranger in a bar. The former was more about excitement and stimulation, but since I was paying, the excitement and stimulation were less, but there was a greater sense of control. Of course, I'm quite experienced; I didn't rush to touch her right away. I know the principle of playing the long game. Whether in a bar, nightclub, or a legitimate massage parlor, as long as the other person isn't selling themselves, you can't assume you can do whatever you want just because you paid. Even prostitutes have dignity. If you treat them well, they'll surprise you. Haha, I'm getting a bit off-topic. At first, we just danced normally, but we chatted the whole time. I asked her a lot about the dance hall, like why the girls didn't greet us first. She said that only the older women there would take the initiative; the other girls wouldn't even initiate contact, even if they had nothing else to do all night. As we danced, the lights almost went out, and I started touching her buttocks—just stroking, of course, so she wouldn't sense my lust or lewdness. Then I slowly started caressing her breasts, one hand reaching towards her private parts. She pulled my hand away, saying it was okay to touch her up there, but not down there. So I gently pulled her breasts out of her clothes, revealing her nipples. They felt great, large, and very elastic. Because of the goodwill we'd built up during our earlier conversation, she was quite cooperative. At this point, I saw couples around us either hugging tightly or groping each other, some even putting their hands under the women's skirts to touch their buttocks. I immediately regretted choosing a woman wearing pants. Of course, some gentlemen over 40 simply hugged tightly without doing anything else, while some girls clearly resisted their partners, avoiding any close contact or letting them touch their bodies. When the song ended and the lights came back on, everyone on the dance floor was counting and collecting money, completely ruining the intimate feeling we'd just had. I asked my girl if she wanted to dance again, and she said if she wanted to. We went back to our seats and continued drinking, dancing again when the lights went out. This time, we seemed a bit more familiar; our hugs felt natural and intimate. I slowly moved my lips towards hers, and she didn't resist much. I kissed her lips, and then I slowly pried open her teeth with my tongue, our tongues mingling. Our breathing became rapid, and our hands caressed each other's bodies forcefully. Later, she said that not everyone could kiss her. I knew that most girls wouldn't kiss their clients, let alone a dancer who only paid 10 yuan per song. We danced a few more songs, but I felt she didn't particularly move me, so I said I had to leave. I finished the song count, paid, and we parted ways. By this time, I wasn't inexperienced anymore and started actively looking for girls, looking for my type, especially those wearing short skirts. However, as I walked past the bar, I saw a girl who wasn't very pretty, but I suddenly had a feeling that she was definitely a newbie! And the way she looked at me was actually a little shy! At the time, I didn't think much of it, but I didn't stop. I walked to the edge of the dance floor, stopped, and watched the girls walk the runway. Just then, the girl who had just made eye contact with me walked over and stood next to me. I glanced back at her; she was looking at me too. I figured she must like me, so I invited her to dance. Just then, the lights went out, and I pulled her towards the dance floor, putting my arm around her waist. My judgment was right! She was trembling! Yes, trembling! I looked into her eyes; she glanced at me and then lowered her head. I hugged her tightly, and she hugged me tightly too. I could feel that she was genuinely trembling from nervousness and excitement. I whispered in her ear why she was trembling, and she said that seeing me made her heart flutter, and she had mustered the courage to stand next to me, even just looking at me made her happy. I didn't doubt the truthfulness of her words. As a seasoned lecher, I can judge the truthfulness of a woman's words. Then we danced several songs together. Whenever I hugged her tightly, her voice would change with excitement—it was very real. Later, my hand touched her private parts through her stockings. She immediately went limp, but didn't resist, only begging me not to do it. This was useless to me. I rubbed her a few times forcefully, and she quickly removed my hand. I asked her if she hadn't had sex in a long time, and she said yes. I asked if she wanted to have sex, and she said yes. I said, "Let's have sex." Her body trembled again, and she said, "Don't say that, I can't take it, it's too fast, we've only just met." She looked like a virtuous woman and her lover, shy and bashful. I didn't tease her much and told her I had to go first, and asked if we could add each other on QQ. So we added each other on QQ, and I told her I'd wait for her downstairs at the dance hall. But she didn't come out until long after the party ended. She was surprised to see me and said she thought I was leaving. I said I always kept my word, and let's go together. She hesitated, saying she needed to talk to a friend and asked me to wait for her. After waiting for another 20 minutes, my phone died, so I went back to the hotel to charge it. Around 12:30, she finally accepted my QQ verification. She told me she had just gone to dinner with friends, and her friends wouldn't let her come with me, saying I was just trying to trick her into bed, trying to use emotions to take advantage of a woman's body so soon after we met. I could tell from her friend's words that it was unrealistic for me to expect to sleep with a woman without investing enough money. Of course, I could also tell she was afraid her friend would laugh at her for being naive. We talked on the phone for a long time that night, and I teased her until she was moaning, but she still didn't want to meet me. She told me she had to go to the train station to buy a ticket to Chengdu at 6:00 AM the next morning. I immediately checked 12306; besides the 6:10 AM train to Chengdu, other tickets wouldn't be available until the afternoon. So she hadn't bought a ticket yet, and it was impossible to buy a 6:10 AM ticket to Chengdu that same day. I was determined to see her again; I wouldn't let her get away. The call ended after 2:00 AM, so I quickly went to sleep. Four hours later...My alarm went off around 1:00 AM, and I immediately called her. She answered right away, and her voice was clearly awake, not still sleeping. She said she was late, and that she was looking forward to Ninilu's arrival but hadn't gone to the station yet, and would be there soon. I hung up, took a taxi to the train station, and then texted her to ask where she was. She didn't reply for a long time, saying she was washing up and was in a taxi. I told her I was already at the station. Then she didn't reply for a long time again, and no one answered my calls. I knew she didn't want to see me anymore, for many reasons. I took a taxi back to the hotel and slept until noon. I saw her text saying she hadn't left and that I could go to the dance hall in the afternoon if I wanted to see her. So I got up, washed up, and went to the dance hall without eating anything. I saw her coming with her friends and greeted her. Later, we danced together, and she told me the truth: her friend told her that many men in dance halls would trick girls into bed like that. If a man doesn't consistently come to see a girl, it doesn't mean he likes her, and it also means he's unwilling to make any effort for her. I think she's right about that, but I don't live in Xi'an permanently; I only come here every few months, so I can't fulfill her wish. After two songs, we found a seat, ordered some drinks, and that's when the exciting thing happened! Haha, the police conducted a surprise inspection, and the dance hall erupted in chaos. Everyone started running out, and the staff were trying to reassure everyone, telling them not to panic, that it was okay, they were just checking things out. I chose to believe the staff and sat in a corner with my dance partner. After a while, more and more girls were questioned, mostly those dressed very provocatively. Girls left one after another, and many people who came to dance also left. My dance partner was about to leave too, and she asked me for the 20 yuan I had paid for dancing. I was a little sad at that moment; it seems some women's naivety can be easily swayed by friends. At this point, please don't criticize me for being fanciful or inexperienced. As a seasoned expert in picking up girls, I have a lot of faith in my judgment. I hesitated for a long time about whether to share this story, afraid people would laugh at me, but since this story is true, everything about it is 100% true. I just called her, and the person on the other end was different. I could sense her complaints and numbness. As a divorced woman with no other skills, raising a child and working as a dancer in a nightclub was a desperate measure. She once asked me if I could support her because she didn't want to dance, but I didn't agree. I was only in Xi'an on a business trip, and I couldn't afford to support a woman who wasn't important to my life. Anyway, about the police raid, I figured they weren't there to arrest anyone. There's no prostitution in nightclubs; at most, people hug and touch each other, which shouldn't be illegal, and they often don't have evidence to arrest people. At most, they might say it's for profit. So I calmed down, found a table, and ordered a beer. A guy next to me saw me drinking so casually and also ordered a beer. We started chatting. He's a local from Xi'an and comes here often; the police come almost every Monday afternoon. I understood then—it was just for show. Because the previous day was the weekend, there were more people at night, so they didn't come; they came on Monday afternoon when it was less crowded. After a while, the police left, and more girls started entering the dance floor. I also went to look for targets near the dance floor and saw several girls sitting on chairs by the dance floor. One of them was someone I had spotted yesterday! Haha, I immediately struck up a conversation and asked if I could dance with her. She was obviously quite happy. Firstly, because the police had just left and I already had business, and secondly, I was probably one of the more attractive people on the dance floor. The others were either thugs, migrant workers covered in mud, or mostly men over 50. Of course, there were also some college students and white-collar workers, but I looked more mature and had more charisma than them. After the dance, we found a table, ordered beer and drinks. The girl started chatting with me. She could tell I was mature and asked me many, many questions about my work, relationships, and I even casually mentioned sex. We had a great chat. The girl had a cute smile. She had big, bright eyes, a pouty lip, and a straight nose. She would definitely turn heads on the street, and her fair skin made her look even more radiant. The girl seemed very shrewd and intelligent; she was testing my financial situation from head to toe. A friend owed me 10,000 yuan and had texted me asking for my bank account number to pay me back, which she saw. While 10,000 yuan isn't a lot, it at least confirmed I wasn't a loser, and from my conversation, she sensed I was a junior manager. She explicitly told me she didn't have a boyfriend and shared her various ideas; we had a lot of interesting conversations. In the first round, I hardly took advantage of her, so she had a good impression of me. Heh, I'm not stupid, so after establishing a good impression, I started to push things further. First, I lifted her skirt and touched her butt from behind, then I reached forward and touched her lower abdomen. That's when I realized her underwear was really small; her pubic hair was peeking out from the edge, and it was all lace—basically see-through! Of course, that's what I felt by touch. I started touching her pubic hair from the edge of her underwear. She said I couldn't put my hand inside because she was on her period. I said okay, and then I touched her genitals outside her underwear. Sure enough, I felt a sanitary napkin. Of course, I also realized that this might be her little trick, the best excuse to stop men from touching her genitals. After another break, I started a more intense attack, touching her breasts and her genitals at the same time, and even putting my hand inside her underwear to stroke her pubic hair, and continuing to go deeper. She tried to stop me a few times, but at this point, she turned around and let me hug her from behind. Actually, this made it easier for me to stroke her genitals from the front. At this point, I didn't hold back! My fingers slowly slipped to her vulva and gently stroked it. She felt something too. I then found her clitoris, and she said not to touch it because she couldn't stand it. And when I touched it, she started to squat down. I told her I really wanted to penetrate her, but she said no. Before the crackdown, the dance hall was completely dark, and some older people would have sex with others on the dance floor. Now it's different; the lights aren't so dim anymore. If the management sees you, you can't dance there anymore. Of course, even before, having sex on the dance floor wasn't allowed because there were brothels in the back, and you had to pay for them. So I could only touch her labia and clitoris from the outside, not penetrate her. I don't even know if I got her wet, haha, because I didn't dare go any deeper. That day, because I hadn't rested well, hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, and had drunk two bottles of beer, by 5 pm I was completely exhausted, dizzy and weak, so I wasn't hard when I touched her. She didn't seem very excited because I didn't feel anything. If I had been in better shape that day, given her cooperation, I could at least have pulled her panties down to her buttocks and played with her ass properly, maybe even booked her out a few more times and inserted my penis between her buttocks. Of course, that's very dangerous; even if she was willing, it would be a big deal if the people managing the place saw it. I asked her if she had ever gotten wet while dancing with other people. She said that in the past year or so, it had only happened a few times, partly because she had feelings for a man, and partly because she might be sexually aroused. Over the next two days, I danced for two half-days at the Hongxiu Dance Hall. There were four women in total: an older woman, a divorced woman about my age, a 27 or 28-year-old with large breasts and a big butt, and this sexy young woman in her early twenties.Of course, the best experience was with the last girl; I missed her for a long time. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also very gentle and didn't disappoint me. Throughout my time at the dance hall, I observed that not many women were as intimate as I was, mainly due to their personal image and demeanor. Most girls wouldn't allow their partners such intimate contact. Of course, I saw some who were even more impressive than me, with their hands inside girls' underwear and moving around, and some women even had their hands inside their partners' pants. Before dancing with the sexy girls, the girl I liked on the first day, whom I wanted to ask out but couldn't, stood next to me for a long time, glancing at me frequently. Later, I learned she wanted to dance with me, but I still didn't choose her because, up close, I realized she wasn't very pretty; although she had a student-like look, she was too thin. That concludes my story at the Xi'an dance hall. To summarize, I spent 400 yuan and touched four women of different styles. Although I couldn't have sex, if you handle it well, it's still a good deal. After all, experiencing a different style of girl for 100 yuan is indeed a bargain. Of course, if you only dance one song (two songs) by yourself, it only costs twenty yuan to experience different girls. Although it won't be very in-depth, it's still a very interesting thing. According to that girl, although dance halls used to offer sexual services, it was mostly older women who had lost their looks who went there; young and beautiful women almost never went. Of course, that's not always the case. A friend once wrote about sleeping with a college girl in a dark dance hall, which was a very real story. If you want to pick up girls here and end up sleeping with them, it takes time and money. This article was written in early April 2015, so I'm not too sure about the situation in Xi'an's dance halls now. Anyway, I'll still be going to Xi'an this month, and of course, I'll go to that dance hall again. I'm really looking forward to it!

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