Vietnamese little sister

Due to work, I went on another business trip. This time, I went to Guangxi with a colleague, Lao Zhou. This guy is nine years older than me, quite easygoing, but he often likes to lecture me in a senior-like tone. As his junior, I can only obey his orders. After finishing our business in Nanning, local friends took us to "inspect" places along the China-Vietnam border and the Beibu Gulf, including Beihai, Dongxing, and Fangchenggang.

In Beihai, I sang karaoke for the first time, with many girls from Hunan accompanying me. I had never been to an entertainment venue before and was unfamiliar with the industry. Although the girls were pretty, I didn't dare to be presumptuous, not even daring to hold their hands, let alone anything else. You guys must think I'm very unsophisticated, right? But that was in 1993, and to be able to do that was already pretty good. Of course, after this first experience, my experience in karaoke bars would naturally accumulate and become richer over time. Although we said we were going to Dongxing for inspection, we didn't actually stay there. Instead, after obtaining border crossing permits, we went directly to Mong Cai, Vietnam. I'm not sure if Mong Cai is a county or a town in Vietnam, but the scale of its urban development makes it feel like a small town. The local trading areas are very rudimentary; most transactions take place in makeshift tents. There are no grand or ornate buildings; the better houses are probably like the residences of wealthy people in our rural areas. We spent the morning shopping, and after lunch, our friend from Guangxi contacted an acquaintance in Vietnam who said he'd find us a place to rest. We took a local tuk-tuk to the outskirts of town and entered a courtyard in a sparsely populated area. There was a large, lush tree at the entrance, and a single-story house on the inside. I was confused about where to rest, so I asked my friend from Guangxi if we were taking a nap. He smiled and said no, we were getting massages. In my mind, massage as a form of prostitution only existed in Thailand, and I assumed there wouldn't be any prostitution massages in Vietnam, so I didn't think much of it. I sat under the tree at the entrance of the courtyard to cool off. From a distance, I could see only two Vietnamese massage girls in the courtyard: a tall girl massaging the three people from Guangxi, and a shorter girl massaging Lao Zhou and me. Old Zhou was the senior, so naturally, the older brother went first for the massage. About an hour later, Old Zhou came out, looking quite satisfied. He told me to hurry inside, so I slipped into a small room among the row of bungalows.

The Vietnamese climate is hot, and the outdoor temperature was very high, but it was indeed very cool inside. The room was simply furnished: a chair, a wooden bed covered with a straw mat, and a few small stools. Opposite the bed, against the wall, were several wooden water containers and basins. The Vietnamese girl who massaged me was no more than 1.55 meters tall and looked quite young, like a girl who had just begun puberty. She had long, permed hair that looked messy and not very smooth. She wore a white blouse and a floral skirt, had very fair skin, thin, arched eyebrows, bright, sparkling eyes, and bright red lipstick; she looked very pretty. Since I had never had a massage before and didn't know how it would work, I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her. She gestured for me to lie down, then sat beside me, touching my face and saying a lot of things. I only understood one sentence: "Brother, you're so handsome!" Seeing her like that, I knew what to do next, so I pinched her cheek and said, "Sister, you're so handsome too!" She told me she was only 15 years old, and it seemed she really was that age. I felt a surge of excitement: What a tender woman! What a tender pussy!! She then reached into my crotch, pinching and touching my erect penis, and helped me unbuckle my belt and the buttons on my pants. I also reached into her clothes, constantly kneading her developing breasts. After taking off my pants, she also undressed and lay down beside me. I admired her beautiful body closely; her skin was snow-white, her breasts small but firm and high. The young girl's nipples were truly alluring, two tiny pearls embedded in her pink areolas. Excited, I didn't even kiss her; instead, I pinched her soft breast and took her small nipple into my mouth, sucking and playing with it to my heart's content. "Oh..." she opened her cherry-like mouth, letting out a soft moan. I sucked on her tender nipple desperately, then licked it with my tongue and gently bit it with my teeth. "Oh...oh..." her moans grew more rapid, and at the same time, she actively moved my... I gently stroked her large penis in my palm, and I couldn't control myself any longer. I parted her delicate thighs, and saw that she had very little pubic hair below her abdomen, and her labia were slippery and wet. I parted her labia, grasped my large penis, and thrust it hard into her tender vagina. "Ah...ah..." the little girl moaned and cried out. Her vagina was warm and tight, and my large penis felt incredibly good inside her. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, making her lower body arch, and my large penis thrust deeper and deeper into her vagina with wave after wave! Thrust again! "Oh...oh..." She bit her hair, her body trembling under my fierce thrusts. I could clearly feel my glans hitting her smooth uterus again and again. Suddenly, I felt a tingling heat in my glans; I was about to ejaculate. I grabbed her pair of white, tender breasts and kneaded them hard, twisting her nipples forcefully. "Ah...ah..." She arched her upper body, whether in pleasure or pain, I couldn't tell. Amidst the girl's moans, I thrust my large penis deep into her vagina, and a large amount of semen gushed out, covering her uterus... This was my first time visiting a prostitute, and a tender Vietnamese girl at that. It was really exciting! And considering the popular Vietnamese saying, "Sacrificing a generation of young girls to revitalize the Vietnamese economy," it might actually have some basis. Afterwards,

we cleaned up in the house. I gave her 50 yuan, and that was the end of it. On the way back to Nanning, Lao Zhou asked me if I had slept with that girl. I said no. He asked Lao Zhou if he had, and he also said no. Two days later, Lao Zhou suddenly told me his penis was a little itchy. I was startled, afraid he'd caught an STD, so I asked him if he'd slept with that girl. If he had, I told him to get treatment before going home, otherwise it would be hard to explain. Lao Zhou sheepishly admitted he had. Damn! I only slept with that tender little pussy after Lao Zhou; no wonder it felt so slippery. I felt a little resentful. But at that moment, my fear of STDs was stronger. I told Lao Zhou to go to the hospital for a checkup, thinking that if it really was an STD, I'd have to take precautions as soon as possible. He was embarrassed and didn't go. We stayed in Guangxi for two more days to observe. Later, Lao Zhou said his penis wasn't itchy anymore, probably due to the hot and humid weather in Guangxi and his lack of personal hygiene. After that, although Lao Zhou was still the boss, he didn't dare to put on airs anymore. Learning from Lao Zhou's experience, when I had business trips with colleagues and involved in extramarital affairs, I could only keep it a secret and never admit to anything. That way, we could work together better in the future.

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