Chiaki let out a low whistle, eyes scanning the plush black leather couches, the soft colored mood lighting glowing from the ceiling, and the large high-end karaoke screen that dominated one wall. "Damn… this is actually nice."
Nagisa's eyes sparkled openly, a hungry little grin spreading across her face as she took in the intimate setup, the mini-bar stocked with drinks and snacks, the temperature control making the room feel perfectly warm and private.
"This is way better than the normal rooms. You really are hiding the good stuff, huh?"
Yukiko looked around shyly but her gaze lingered on the couches and the soft lighting. She stayed quiet, but her cheeks were already a little pink.
Light conversation started immediately as they settled onto the couches.
Chiaki dropped down first, crossing her legs and shooting Adrian a teasing smirk.
"So, Mister Secret Rich Kid… you've been hiding this VIP life from us? How many times have you brought girls here behind our Yukiko's back?"
Nagisa laughed and backed her up, scooting closer on the couch with that open, gyaru energy.
"Yeah, seriously. You look like the type who could have a different girl every night in a place like this. Spill it, how many have you ruined in these rooms?"
Yukiko flushed deeper, sitting on the edge of the couch and fidgeting with her skirt. "Chiaki, Nagisa… don't bully him too much." She said softly but her voice carried clear curiosity.
"And Adrian… Do you really come here often? This room looks expensive."
Adrian kept his expression relaxed, an easy smile on his face as he leaned back against the couch. "Like I said earlier, I've been here a couple of times to have private moments."
Chiaki leaned forward with a mischievous grin, then winked playfully. "Oh, private moment indeed. So how many girls?"
Adrian let out a quiet laugh, not taking the bait too seriously. "You're making it sound way more dramatic than it is."
Chiaki clicked her tongue, clearly not satisfied. "That's not an answer."
Nagisa leaned in a little, resting her chin on her hand, eyes glinting with interest. "Yeah, don't dodge. Even a rough number works."
Adrian shrugged lightly, still relaxed. "I come here when I want peace and quiet. That's about it."
Chiaki narrowed her eyes at him for a second. Then she leaned back with a small grin. "You're good at dodging, I'll give you that."
Yukiko looked between them, a shy smile on her face. "Come on, you two… let's not gang up on him. We're here to have fun, remember?"
Chiaki smirked. "Hey, I'm just doing quality control. Can't let just anyone hang out with us."
Adrian tilted his head slightly, a small amused smile tugging at his lips. "And what's the verdict so far?"
Chiaki tapped her finger against her chin like she was seriously considering it. "Hmm… still under review."
Nagisa snorted, leaning back on the couch. "You're enjoying this way too much."
"Of course I am." Chiaki shot back, then grabbed one of the remotes and waved it.
"Alright, enough interrogation for now. Let's see if 'Mister VIP' can actually sing or if he's just all talk."
She tossed the mic lightly in Adrian's direction.
"Your room, your rules. Start us off."
Yukiko perked up slightly, watching him with quiet anticipation, while Nagisa leaned back comfortably, ready to enjoy whatever came next.
Adrian took the mic, he chose a smooth, mid-tempo song, nothing flashy, just something with a good melody.
His voice came out clear and steady, warm with a natural confidence that made the girls pause. It wasn't idol-level but it was genuinely good and surprisingly pleasant to hear.
Chiaki raised an eyebrow, impressed at his singing.
Nagisa leaned forward with a grin, clearly liking what she's hearing.
Yukiko showed an appreciative smile as she watched him.
When the song ended, Chiaki was the first to react. "Okay… not bad at all. I was expecting you to be terrible."
Nagisa laughed softly, still looking at him with sparkling eyes. "Yeah, you actually sounded good. Now I can believe you when you said you come here alone."
"Yeah!" Yukiko nodded shyly. "It was nice…"
The mood shifted, still playful but lighter now. The earlier teasing settled into something more relaxed as the night properly began.
They started picking songs. Soft melodies and playful lyrics soon filled the room while drinks from the mini-bar made their rounds, colorful cocktails for the girls, and a cold beer for Adrian.
Laughter bubbled up more freely with every sip, the low lighting and closed door turning the private space into something closer, almost intimate.
The singing eventually slowed down. One by one they set the mics aside, letting the background playlist continue playing at a low volume with soft, rhythmic beats that kept the room feeling alive without overpowering conversation.
Empty glasses and colorful cocktail bottles cluttered the low table.
Chiaki stretched lazily on the couch, then reached for her bag. "Where did I put my phone…"
She rummaged inside for a moment before pausing. Her eyes lit up. "Ah– right! I completely forgot I brought this."
She pulled out a small, colorful deck of cards and held it up with a mischievous grin.
"Hehe, I'm glad I bought this. Otherwise our hangout would've gotten boring no matter how interesting Adrian here is."
Yukiko tilted her head curiously. "What is that?"
"King's Game~" Chiaki announced proudly, waving the deck. "I thought it would be fun for us girls tonight but now we also have a handsome guest. Perfect timing, right?"
Nagisa's eyes sparkled with immediate interest. She leaned forward, a bold grin spreading across her face. "Ooh, yes please. Let's play. But if we're doing it, we should add some spice."
Chiaki raised an eyebrow, chuckling. "Uh-uh. If you guys want spice, go ahead but leave me out. I still have a boyfriend, remember? Same goes for our innocent Yukiko here."
Nagisa let out an exaggerated "Boo" and stuck her tongue out. "Boring You're no fun at all, Chiaki. Live a little!"
Yukiko's cheeks turned pink. She fidgeted with the hem of her skirt but didn't protest too strongly.
"Fine, just this new rule then" Nagisa announced, waving the deck.
"From now on, any commands involving me and Adrian have to be at least a little lewd. No boring stuff."
Adrian chuckled, leaning back against the couch with an easy smile. "Do I get no say in this?"
Nagisa turned to him with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Oh? But you're not a boring man, right, Mister VIP? Or are you scared of a little game?"
Adrian met her gaze, amusement clear on his face. "Scared? Not at all. I'm in."
The others agreed easily enough, as long as they're not included, they're fine.
They started the game normally.
At first the commands were harmless and fun.
"King says everyone take a drink."
"King says do a silly dance for ten seconds."
"King says compliment the person on your left." Laughter filled the room easily, the alcohol making everyone looser and bolder.
But Nagisa, ever the supporter of chaos began twisting things when she became King.
"King says Adrian has to take his shirt off for the next three rounds." she declared with a wicked grin.
Adrian raised an eyebrow but played along, unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it aside, revealing his toned, muscular torso. Nagisa's eyes lingered openly. Chiaki whistled appreciatively while Yukiko quickly looked away, though she kept stealing glances.
The commands slowly grew spicier, mostly aimed at Adrian and Nagisa.
"King says Adrian has to whisper something naughty in Nagisa's ear."
"King says Nagisa has to sit on Adrian's lap for the full game."
With every round the air in the room grew heavier, and hotter. Adrian kept his easygoing smile, laughing along as if nothing had changed.
His hand brushed Nagisa's waist when she sat at his lap, fingers grazing Yukiko's knee as he passed her a fresh drink, and his gaze lingered on Chiaki just long enough that she shifted in her seat, crossing her legs a little tighter.
Nagisa grew bolder with every round. She stayed firmly seated on Adrian's lap, her short skirt bunched high around her thighs as she slowly rocked her hips against him.
Each deliberate grinding, pressed her warm damp heat firmly along the growing bulge in his pants, her hand resting openly on his bare chest, fingers tracing slow circles over his skin. Soft, needy sighs slipped from her lips every time she rolled her hips just right, her breathing becoming heavier and more ragged.
Chiaki watched with growing fascination, her earlier stance starting to waver. Yukiko stayed the shyest, covering her face when things heated up but always peeking through her fingers.
The tipping point came when Nagisa drew the King card again.
"King says… Adrian and the person in his lap have to kiss for thirty seconds. And make it a real kiss."
Nagisa didn't wait. She turned toward him, eyes dark with excitement, and pulled him into a deep, hungry kiss. Her hand slid up his chest as she pressed her body closer, kissing him with open enthusiasm.
Adrian responded by gripping her waist firmly and deepening the kiss, his tongue stroking hers possessively as his other hand slid up her back.
The kiss quickly grew heated, Nagisa's lips parted eagerly, her tongue sliding against Adrian's with bold hunger. A soft, wet sound escaped as their mouths moved together, slow at first, then deeper, more desperate. She moaned quietly into the kiss, the vibration traveling straight through him.
Nagisa grew even bolder, rocking her hips in slow, deliberate circles, grinding her soaked panty against the thick bulge in his pants. The thin fabric between them did nothing to hide how wet she already was.
Their breathing mingled, hot and ragged. The wet sounds of lips and tongues filling the small space between them.
Chiaki let out a breathless laugh as she set up her phone, recording them.
"Whoa… go girl. Get him."
Yukiko covered her face with both hands, but peeked through her open fingers, voice shaky.
"You're actually doing it here…"
The kiss broke only when the thirty seconds were long past. Nagisa was breathing harder, lips slightly swollen, eyes gleaming.
From that moment, the game completely blurred into something else.
Adrian and Nagisa's clothes started coming off slowly.
Adrian's hands slid under Nagisa's white shirt, slowly unbuttoning it one by one.
She lifted her arms willingly, letting him pull the shirt open and slide it off her shoulders along with the loosened striped tie. He unhooked her bra with a quick flick of his fingers. The lacy fabric fell away and her full, heavy, tanned breasts spilled free into the cool air of the room, bouncing slightly with the motion.
Nagisa let out a soft, breathy moan, arching her back as her nipples tightened instantly into stiff little peaks as his palms cupped the firm, supple mounds immediately. Fingers digging deeply into the warm, toned flesh as he squeezed and kneaded them.
They felt perfectly full and perky in his hands, soft yet remarkably firm, his thumbs rolled over the sensitive buds, drawing another shaky whimper from her throat.
Setting her down on the couch, Adrian stood and shoved his pants down quickly, his thick, heavy cock sprang free, hard and throbbing.
The girls fell silent.
Nagisa licked her lips slowly, eyes locked on his thick, throbbing cock with raw hunger. 'This is bad… I might actually get broken in half by this.' Her thighs clenching together in reflex.
Yukiko's eyes widened, a tiny gasp slipping past her lips as she stared, frozen.
Chiaki let out a low whistle, the corner of her mouth curling into a smirk. She raised her phone again, the red recording light blinking steadily. "Holy shit… that thing is huge. Keep going, Nagisa. Show us how well you can take it."
Adrian sat back down and pulled Nagisa onto his lap. She sank down onto his thick length with a long, trembling moan, her tight walls stretching wide around him.
"Ahhn~! Fuck… it's splitting me open…" she whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly as she slowly worked herself down until she was buried deep into his shaft.
Her hips started moving slow and careful at first, then faster, bouncing with needy desperation. Wet, obscene slapping sounds echoed through the room each time her ass met his thighs, mixed with the slick, squelching sounds of her dripping pussy.
*Plap!* *Plap!* *Plap!*
"Ahhn~! Fuck… your cock is hitting so deep every time I drop down…!" she cried out, her voice cracking with pleasure. "It's so thick… I can feel it stretching me open… haaah~! Harder! Make me take it all…!"
Adrian groaned, gripping her hips firmly. "That's it… ride me just like that. Such a greedy little pussy."
Nagisa's moans grew louder and more shamelessly as she rode him harder. She bounced faster and faster, her toned ass slapping loudly against his thighs with every downward drop.
Her full, heavy tanned breasts bounced wildly in front of his face, jiggling and swaying with each powerful thrust, the tanned skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat.
Chiaki kept filming while biting her lower lip hard, her free hand slipping between her own thighs and pressing against her growing wetness through her clothes. "Damn… look at her go. You're really taking all of him, Nagisa."
Yukiko couldn't look away. She bit her lip until it hurt, thighs rubbing together tightly, her breathing coming in short, uneven gasps. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped her as she watched Nagisa bounce shamelessly.
Nagisa's hips slammed down harder and harder, the wet, obscene slapping sounds of her soaked pussy and ass meeting his lap filling the room. Her breasts bounced even more violently, nipples stiff and glistening as they swayed heavily with every frantic ride.
Nagisa's head fell back, her short blonde hair messy as she moaned louder and more desperate. "I'm gonna cum…! Adrian… I'm cumming on your cock— ahhn~!!"
Her whole body shook violently as she came hard, eyes rolling back, a pleasured, dazed smile spreading across her flushed face while a loud, shameless cry tore from her throat.
Adrian groaned deeply and buried himself as deep as he could, pumping thick ropes of hot cum inside her.
He slowly pulled out, his cock was still rock hard, glistening with a messy mix of her juices and his seed. Thick white cum began leaking from Nagisa's twitching, swollen pussy, dripping down her thighs in messy strands.
All three girls stared in shock.
Chiaki's eyes widened. "Wait… you're still hard after that? Holy fuck…"
Nagisa was still twitching and heaving heavily, eyes half-lidded, a blissful smile on her face. "Haa… so full… your cum is pouring out… what a waste…"
The sight finally broke Yukiko's hesitation. She looked away, face burning crimson, her voice came out small, calling Adrian over.
"Adrian… Actually… I've never even cum from sex with my boyfriend. Um… if you can… can I see how it feels?"
She shyly lifted her skirt, hooked a trembling finger into her soaked panties, and pulled them aside, revealing her glistening, dripping pussy.
Adrian smiled, already moving toward her as the night was clearly far from over.