My father died young in a work accident. My mother, frail and thin, took care of six children. My eldest brother, even after getting married, still lived with us. The main house was used by my mother and my brother and sister-in-law as a garment factory for the market, with my brother and his wife having their private room at the back. Upstairs, my mother and my younger sister occupied an entire room, leaving the four of us boys cramped in the remaining one. At mealtimes, we all went into the kitchen on our own, some with bowls, some with plates, some with cups, standing if we wanted to, and finding a corner to sit in if we wanted to.
I’m the second child, and through hard work, I managed to finish four years of university. Luckily, I got a job as a Pharmaceutical Analysis employee for a foreign company, earning just under 20 million VND. I kept a small portion for spending money and put some in savings, and gave the rest to my mother. For me, coffee, cigarettes, dating, and romance are all luxuries. So, even though I’ve been working at the company for over a year, except for year-end parties, monthly and quarterly departmental meetings, etc., I always find ways to avoid them.
At the end of the year, I received my bonus envelope and found a secluded place to open it. Besides the substantial sum that I could contribute to my mother’s expenses during the upcoming Tet holiday with plenty left over, there was a thank-you letter from the Board of Directors with just a few lines: “…bonuses don’t come for free… thank you for your efforts and contributions… P.S.: Please do not share this bonus with anyone.”
It was the end of the workday, and I was about to get in my car to go home. My department head, Mr. Tam, came over and said, “This afternoon, our department is having a year-end party at Hoa Sen Restaurant at 6 PM. Minh (my name), no matter what, you have to be there.”
The year-end party was a small gathering with three men and four women at a round table, so there was plenty of food and lots of beer, but it wasn’t much that was actually consumed. At the end of the party, all four women excused themselves to leave early because they had family to attend to, requesting that Mr. Tam pay the bill and split the bill equally, settling the accounts at the company the next day.
With only three people left, while waiting for the bill, Thanh started a conversation: “Let’s do a second round, boss. I heard you often entertain company clients and know a lot of great places, right? Besides, today is the last day of the year, so we have to perform a blessing ceremony for Minh, because the atmosphere in our room is too gloomy right now.”
“Alright, since it’s the last day of the year, I’ll treat you two to a feast from A to Z,” Boss Tam replied.
With a few beers in my system, I was eager to go out and see what it was like, so I silently followed behind the two older guys on my motorbike. At the karaoke bar, Boss Tam whispered something to the manager and immediately ordered two cases of chilled Tiger beer.
In less than 30 seconds, three stunningly beautiful girls walked in, wearing tank tops and skirts that couldn’t be any shorter. Boss Tam gestured and assigned tasks as if it were workday: “Tu Nhi, attend to this young man; Dung Nhi, attend to that young man; and Quyen Nhi, sit here with me.”
After singing a few songs, nobody touched the microphone. Thanh was hugging Tú and fondling her breasts, while Boss Tâm was busy pinning Quyên down and fingering her vagina. My eyes remained glued to the screen, occasionally glancing from one person to another, then down at Dung’s long, white thighs.
– Say something, sir. Is this your first time here? What’s your name?
– Minh.
Dung Nhi sat close to me, straddling one of my thighs, and toasted me with a beer, saying, “You’re so cute.” Then she took my hand and placed it on her thigh, gently stroking it. Dung Nhi then leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, saying, “You’re so adorable.”
Pulling my hand between her legs, Dung Nhi said, “I’ll give it to you.” But for some reason, I pulled my hand back, even though deep down I really wanted to do something. While I was still hesitating, Quyen Nhi’s voice rang out:
– We’re out of beer, do you want more?
– That’s enough, you guys go ahead, the girls will come later. No tips for those who don’t show up, and no swearing allowed.
Before leaving the restaurant, Boss Tam lingered for quite a while, talking to the manager, then counted out the money and handed it to him—it’s unclear how much!
Our boss led us to a small but very well-maintained hotel on HVB Street. The security and reception staff were very welcoming, as if we had made an appointment beforehand. The three of us went into three separate, adjacent rooms.
I looked around the room in bew amazement, sat down on the cushioned chair, and before I could even get comfortable, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door, but before I could ask what was going on, Dung, in her work uniform, had already gone inside and locked the door.
“Take off your clothes and go shower, honey, come in, I’ll shower you,” Dung Nhi said, undressing and hanging her clothes on the hook. I followed suit like a robot and stepped into the bathroom. Dung Nhi turned on the water, lathering and scrubbing my groin and around my penis thoroughly. Holding my limp penis in her hand, Dung Nhi asked:
– Why are you so nervous? Is this really your first time? Well, let me serve you to the fullest tonight, I feel so sorry for you.
– Yes, I…
After rinsing off the soap, Dung Nhi gave me a towel to dry myself and told me to lie down in bed first. Following her instructions, I lay down and pulled the blanket over myself. Dung Nhi went to the back of the room, turned off the light, and crawled under the covers to hug me. The touch of our skin made me feel hot all over, and my penis slowly became erect without me even thinking. She pulled my hand to squeeze her breasts, her hands caressing my chest and nipples.
– How old are you?
– I’ll be 24 this Tet.
– I’m 18, can you believe it? My face looks so old, doesn’t it?
– Oh, so your first time was…
– When I was 16, the owner of the fish market in my hometown said if I slept with him for 3 days, he’d give me 100 million VND. I agreed immediately, gave 80 million to my parents and kept 20 million to go to Saigon to have fun. After spending it all, a friend invited me to work as a bar girl, and I’ve been doing it ever since. And yours’s already hard, let me serve you.
With one hand gently stroking my penis, Dung Nhi kissed and licked all over my body. I lay still, occasionally arching my back as I was stimulated in the right sensitive spots. Starting from between my thighs, she licked upwards, stopping at the tip of my penis, twisting her tongue and sucking with loud smacking sounds. Dung Nhi took me to cloud nine. My penis was then held and thrust in and out of her pretty mouth, which was tightly gripping it, while I just froze in pure pleasure. Lying on top of me, Dung Nhi gave me the intoxicating taste of French kissing, then asked:
– Did you enjoy it just now, honey? You’re handsome, with a big, long dick like yours, girls are flocking to you. I get to be your wife tonight, and I even get to lose my virginity, it’s like winning the lottery. I’ll remember this day forever. Now, let’s fuck!
Dung Nhi took my dick and stroked it up and down along her pussy before inserting it. She sat down and wiggled her hips a few times to get my dick fully inside her pussy. Leaning forward, she pressed her breasts against my chest, French kissing and thrusting her hips, the French kissing seemingly endless. My dick felt like it was being massaged by Dung Nhi’s pussy; after each caress, the head of my dick felt squeezed and constricted, slightly painful but making me want more.
Squatting with her hands on her thighs, swaying and rotating, bouncing back and forth, thrusting up and down, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, Dung Nhi made my penis seem to grow longer and harder, making me want to urinate but unable to, my penis throbbing and shooting out semen in bursts. Dung Nhi slowly lifted herself up, fresh white semen gushing out and covering my penis, the head of my penis still tingling and throbbing. Dung Nhi bent down and licked from my anus up to my scrotum, from the head down to the shaft, not missing a single spot, licking and swallowing everything she touched.
– You came a lot, it must be like this the first time, it tasted salty and sweet but didn’t smell bad. Lie still and I’ll wipe it for you with a towel.
Being fucked, ejaculated on, being licked and caressed, I felt so happy and confident that I pulled Dung Nhi closer, kissed her on the eyes, and French-kissed her. My mouth and hands never stopped on Dung Nhi’s big, round breasts, making her writhe. I reached out and stroked her vagina, then poked and prodded to see if the vaginal fluid that comes out when a girl is horny was real.
“Why is there no hair here?” I asked, rubbing my pubic hair against her vulva.
“I just shaved it when I came in,” she replied. “I heard this was your first time with a prostitute, and I was afraid you wouldn’t like it if you saw it. But seriously, do you have a girlfriend?
” “Today is the first time I’ve dared to hold hands, hug, kiss… and even do *that*. I’ve never even masturbated before.
” “I believe you, those who masturbate usually ejaculate very little, and it’s watery, not thick and white like yours.
” “How do you know so much? You must sleep with clients every night, right?
” “Only once or twice a month, when I’m broke and can’t pay rent like today, and it’s almost Tet (Vietnamese New Year). I’m broke, and the shop is closed, so I’ll probably be lying around doing nothing during Tet.
” “Me too, I’m off for a few days and don’t know where to go.”
“Okay, let me be your long-distance girlfriend. We’ll just go around and see the Lunar New Year festivities, no shopping or eating out. Whenever you want, we can go back to my rented room and I’ll take care of you.
” “Really?
” “Really! I swear I won’t force you to marry me! Don’t believe me? Pinky promise!”
I didn’t make any hand gestures; I pushed Dung’s legs apart, knelt between them, and thrust my penis into her vagina, fucking her in the traditional way. I kept thrusting up and down like that, and my penis was tingling with pleasure. Dung said, “Let me put my legs in to make you feel good.” I spread my legs apart, and Dung closed her thighs, pressing her vagina tightly against my penis, then told me, “Now, thrust harder.”
The head and shaft of my penis were now tightly wrapped by Dung’s vagina, so each in-and-out movement felt like a massage to every muscle fiber. I sat on her not to thrust anymore, but to pound my penis down one stroke at a time.
– Yes, that’s right, honey. Are you enjoying it?
– *Thump… thump… thump… so good, so incredibly good, my dear… *ugh… I’m coming… I’m coming… so good, so incredibly good, Dung.
* – *Uh, uh… uh… I’m coming too… so good… my pussy is so good too, honey… I’m so good too.
* – I’m enjoying it… I’m enjoying it so much, my dear.
– Are you tired, honey? Lie down here with me.
I don’t remember how many times Dung and I made love that night. I only know that I experienced all the positions I’d seen in movies on her body, and she taught me how to bring our partners to orgasm together. And I’ll always remember her and me, one with trembling legs, the other unsteady on our feet, our stomachs rumbling with hunger, helping each other find a place to have breakfast.