Good evening.
I make my living around the Shinjuku area.
I sell weed and fuck on the side.
The Shinjuku club scene is always a whirlpool of desire and heavy bass.
Late one weekend night, at a club in the basement of a building in Kabukicho, Shinjuku.
On the dance floor where the heavy bass made the floor shake, a particularly striking gal was dancing.
One look at her posture and you could tell she was a dancer.
I spotted her alone at the bar counter and called out to her.
She's a dancer, apparently visiting from Osaka alone.
She usually dances at clubs in Osaka and said she came to survey what the Shinjuku clubs are like lol.
She's an incredibly cute gal with the best energy.
With her lighthearted Kansai dialect, it didn't take long for us to hit it off.
As we shared drinks, the heat of the floor and the alcohol brought us closer.
As we spoke in each other's ears, the conversation grew more suggestive, and I didn't miss the way her eyes became hazy and moist.
"Let's go somewhere quieter for a smoke."
Holding hands, we headed to the multipurpose restroom at the back of the club.
The moment I locked the door, the narrow space filled with her sweet perfume and heat.
When I pinned her against the wall, she flashed a provocative smile.
"What are you planning to do?"
Before words could be spoken, I pressed my body against hers and made her drop to her knees.
Kneeling, she skillfully undid my belt and took me into her mouth while looking up at me. The way she used her tongue, trained by dancing, and the strength of her suction made me groan involuntarily.
Wet sounds echoed in the narrow stall, and I was driven to climax.
After leaving the restroom, we slipped through the alleys of Kabukicho and went straight to a neon-lit love hotel.
We explored each other's bodies until dawn, spending an intense time together before collapsing into sleep on the bed.
A few days later.
"I'm coming to Tokyo again this week, can we meet up?"
A message arrived from her.
Since I thought it was a one-night thing, my lips curled into a slight smile at the unexpected contact.
On a weekend evening, we reunited near my apartment.
We bought alcohol at a convenience store and drank on the sofa while playing music.
A so-called "chill" time. A relaxed atmosphere flowed, different from the noise of the club last time.
Just then, the intercom rang.
It was my junior.
The girl was wary at first, but the high-energy Sana didn't mind; in fact, she welcomed him warmly.
The three of us passed around a joint and got excited talking about nonsense.
As the weed kicked in, the temperature in the room rose.
My junior was obviously struggling with where to look, glancing at the girl's chest and legs.
When she noticed, she gave a mischievous grin.
"Hey, Ko-chan. Haven't you been staring at me for a while?"
I pulled her waist close and squeezed her tits.
She acted shy in front of my junior.
But her body was honest... her pussy was soaking wet.
"Hey, shall the three of us do it?"
"Eh? Are you serious? lol"
While kissing me, her soaking wet pussy was licked by my junior, causing an even bigger flood.
With the bewitching gal before me, my restraint snapped.
The quiet chill time in the apartment suddenly turned into a hot, intense night for the three of us.
