"President..." Risha mustered up a lot of courage to run over and knock on Naga's door. Standing three steps away from the bed, she was so nervous that she couldn't take a step and called out softly from the spot.
Naga leaned back curiously on the soft pillow, looking at the girl who was trembling slightly. "Rishia, why... did you think of coming here at a time like this? Do you understand what your actions mean?"
Lixia lowered her head, looking at her hands clenched tightly near her lower abdomen. "I...I understand, but...but I really want...I really want to give myself a chance."
"Hmm?" Naga snorted in confusion. After all, he had only just taken over the agency, and his record in this regard should be clean. Otherwise, those women who had always coveted a bigger and higher stage would have swarmed around him long ago, instead of just occasionally giving him a flirtatious look at the company.
"A senior colleague told me that this business trip is my… best opportunity. If I… if I don't seize it, I might be stuck as an office lady for the rest of my life." Li Xia stammered, clutching her shirt at her lower abdomen and twisting it between her fingers.
Huh, who was so kind as to tell her the behind-the-scenes truth of the entertainment industry? Naga smiled. He didn't expect that she would be the first person to receive a reward in the agency's area. He thought it would be some more eager second-tier model.
"I'm still newlywed, Risha." He had already begun to scrutinize Risha's legs, which were exposed beneath her shorts. Her skin was taut, and although her complexion wasn't very fair, it was a minor flaw that could be easily concealed by lighting. It didn't affect a man's purely sexual considerations. More importantly, her curves were quite impressive. The lines from her calves to her knees were straight and upright, without the fatal flaw of bowlegs. Even if she couldn't be promoted to the idol stage for the time being, she would be more than qualified to debut as a gravure idol.
Risha hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I...I heard that you, President, have a strong interest in that area, and that you maintained relationships with several lovers within the company before you got married." She even fidgeted with her toes, her voice growing softer and softer, "I...I promise I won't bother your wife. I just want you to help me, President, give me...a chance."
"You're so shy, if you were a gravure idol, wouldn't you faint on the spot during a bikini photoshoot?" Naga raised her hand and turned off the TV. In this luxurious hotel suite, there was no need to rely on other sounds to cover up anything.
The girl, unaware that Naga was joking to help her relax and having misunderstood the meaning behind Naga's words, became even more nervous. She hurriedly crossed her arms, grabbed the hem of her top, pulled it over her head, and revealed her slender upper body wearing only a bra. "I'm not shy, I... I'm just too nervous. You see, I... I don't care."
Naga narrowed her eyes slightly, scrutinizing her full breasts, which seemed disproportionate to her slender waist. She hadn't noticed it when she was dressed, but her thin body was surprisingly well-endowed, which was a selling point for a swimsuit idol.
Hmm... Compared to her good upper body, her hips seem a bit too thin. Naga, who is very familiar with women's bodies, can easily depict the curves of her hips, which are not easy to hide. Perhaps because the fat is mainly accumulated in the breasts, Risha's hips seem to be still in puberty and not yet fully developed.
Seeing Naga's gaze shift to his lower body, Risha hesitated for a moment, then lifted his leg and took off his shorts as well. The pure cotton underwear that matched his bra had a strong rural feel to it; even his girlfriend from high school wouldn't wear such a plain style.
"That's alright, a good sense of style can be cultivated." Naga looked him up and down a few times, nodded slightly in satisfaction, and smiled, saying, "That's enough for the audience. There are some minor flaws, but they're not a big deal. With a little attention, they can be corrected. So... now that you're here, shouldn't you show us the parts that aren't for the audience?"
He made it very clear that he really wanted to know how far this country girl would go for her dream. In fact, he already had the answer: from the moment she knocked on the door, there was no turning back; a completely new path was opening up for her.
She is not the first, nor will she be the last, to stand before such a door. And at this very moment, in countless hotels in countless cities, there must be other young women with the same dreams doing the same thing.
However, I keep my promises even better than they do. Naga thought to herself with a smile, as she loosened the belt of her pajamas.
Risha stared at Naga's muscular body revealed through his open pajamas, a hint of pleasure on her face. She was probably glad that the person she had given herself to wouldn't be at a disadvantage even if he were a romantic partner, as he was far superior to those fat, middle-aged men.
This idea gave her some motivation. After unhooking the back clasp, she no longer raised her arms to cover anything, but instead clenched her fists and let her slender arms hang down at her sides.
Her heavy breasts bounced off due to gravity, the open bra caught between her flesh and abdomen, struggling for a moment before falling to the ground. Her skin was even whiter than the surrounding skin, and her enormous breasts, previously concealed by her clothes and slender figure, were now completely exposed to Naga's eyes. The light brown nipples were softly set in areolas of the same color, larger than any Naga had ever seen on a woman, possessing a strangely sensual quality.
Naga licked her lips, and finally felt a reaction in her lower abdomen, making the space in her panties feel cramped.
With a "what the heck" attitude, Li Xia bent down, pulled down her underwear with both hands, crumpled it into a ball, and placed it on the sofa next to her along with her bra.
A thick patch of unkempt pubic hair completely covered the front of the mons pubis, creating a strange contrast between the thin, slender buttocks and the dense pubic hair, finally causing Naga's penis to become fully erect.
"President... I... what should I do?" Risha walked awkwardly to the bedside, wanting to reach out and touch Naga's bulging underwear, but then timidly withdrew.
"What, you... haven't you ever had a boyfriend?" He looked at Li Xia with some curiosity. Girls who set their sights on such glamorous goals are usually not bad looking, and their personalities are usually not the dull or boring type. In this era where it is popular to have sex early, there are very few virgins left in this group.
Risha nodded awkwardly. "I... I attended an all-girls school throughout middle school, and I took dance classes in my spare time. I've never dated any boys. I'm sorry... President, I... I learn very quickly. Just teach me a little bit, and I can make you feel very comfortable."
Naihe sat up and pulled her arm to sit on the edge of the bed. "I don't mind being your first life mentor, but you need to relax first. With your teeth chattering like this, I wouldn't dare entrust my precious child to your mouth."
Risha took a few quick, deep breaths, and her body seemed to stabilize for a moment, but as soon as Naga's hand touched her soft, large breasts, she began to tremble again.
"Lixia, did you come here to have me serve you?" He deliberately spoke with a reproachful tone, and pinched her nipple slightly harder with his fingers.
"No, no!" Risha immediately shook her head and placed her hand on his underwear. Even through the underwear, Naga could feel that his soft palm was incredibly damp from hand sweat.
He smugly thought that he hoped the other place would be just as moist, and whispered in her ear how she should please a man.
She obediently pulled down his underwear, took out his fully erect penis, and carefully grasped the thinnest part with her sweaty palm. Then, following his instructions, she adjusted the pressure and slid it back and forth.
"Hmm...not bad, not bad." Getting up and standing by the bed, Naga took off her pajamas and underwear and began to enjoy the unexpected "midnight snack" in front of her.
As another inexperienced girl, Risha's demeanor and actions carried a slightly clumsy earnestness compared to those of others Naga had encountered, as if pleasing him was a task that had to be completed, and she had to do everything in her power to achieve it.
"Huh? Breasts... is that okay too?" Kneeling on the ground, Risha asked blankly, spitting out the penis in her mouth, cupping her plump breasts with both hands, and leaning back against the bed, making Naga almost ride on her chest.
She had just figured out the trick of using her cheeks, lips, and tongue to please a man's penis, and she felt a little disappointed that the oral sex had ended so abruptly. She was also a little worried that she might not have done it well enough.
The thick, long penis passed between her pressed breasts, thrusting back and forth as if it were entering her body. If she lowered her head with effort, she could reach the glans with her tongue after the penis had passed through her breasts.
This kind of play doesn't actually provide much sensory stimulation. After playing for a while, Naga gave up and patted the back of her head, then made her serve him orally again.
After all, her looks were somewhat inferior to his other sexual partners. Even if she learned the techniques quickly, she couldn't compare to someone who was truly skilled. Naga considered it for a moment and canceled his plan to ejaculate in her mouth first. After feeling that his penis was already sufficiently wet, he pulled her up to stand up.
"President...I...am I too stupid?" Risha looked at him nervously, like a student afraid of being scolded by a teacher.
It seems that having a real physical relationship with her sooner would be the best way to ease her tension. Naga thought to herself, shaking her head as a reply, "Turn around, I want to come from behind."
"Hmm, is that... how it is?" With her hands on the bed, she thrust her thin buttocks back.
Disliking the overly transactional tone, Naga frowned, supporting her waist and smearing saliva on the tip of his penis. "Lift it up a little more, lower your waist. Yes, don't raise your upper body so high, lie down. Lie down, that's fine. Okay, like that. It might hurt a little, bear with it." Trying to maintain a gentle tone, Naga impatiently lowered his hips, finding the soft entrance from the base of her thick pubic hair. The saliva-covered glans easily squeezed into the narrow crevice.
"No, it's okay, President. I, I can bear it. You... do whatever makes you comfortable." Despite her buttocks trembling from the pain, Risha still managed to say this.
Perhaps due to excessive dance practice, the penetrating penis did not pierce any annoying obstacles as it gradually penetrated, but rather allowed for pure enjoyment of the intoxicating tightness and embrace of the virgin's honeypot.
Sure enough, after her body was completely taken over, Risha's muscles were no longer so tense. She breathed a sigh of relief, stood on tiptoe to bear the impact from behind, and tried to make some sexy sounds that would please the man.
She could become a good entertainer. Naga smiled, bent down, grabbed her swaying breasts, and began to thrust in and out pleasurably.
Once she's transformed and becomes the center of attention, he'll definitely have to fuck her from behind again, just like that. It'll be a way of fulfilling that almost forgotten dream he had of sleeping with a female celebrity.
The phone suddenly rang; it was Miku's signature song, "One Love." Since he still couldn't even recognize all five members of that group, he naturally had no interest in listening to the whole song. He hurriedly pulled out his penis, gestured for Risha to be quiet, lay down on the bed, and picked up his phone.
"Hey." Naga's tone was completely normal. With his current mindset, even if he were having sex with Risha, or even if he were having a 5P with the four women who came with him, he wouldn't be so nervous as to give himself away.
It was just a casual chat before bed, Naga replied casually, while kicking Risha, who was still lying on the side of the bed, and pointing to his penis with his free finger.
Risha bit her lip and climbed onto the bed. She gestured for a moment, then lifted her leg and straddled him. With one hand on his chest, she carefully used the other to insert his erect penis into her body.
While listening to him laughing and talking to his wife on the phone, Risha endured the sounds coming from his mouth as she swayed her hips up and down. As her honey hole played with his penis, her undulating body caused her heavy breasts to sway up and down, and her slender waist almost lost its balance, so she had to switch to a backward posture, her hands supporting her on Naga's knees, her waist twisting back and forth along a diagonal line, sucking on the penetrating penis as if she were turning a joystick.
This position provides even stronger stimulation to the woman's body. As she focused on enduring the moans escaping her lips, Risha unconsciously began to move more violently, and her honeypot finally began to secrete fluids due to the tingling, itchy sensation.
A dozen minutes later, when Naga hung up the phone, Risha, who was sure she no longer needed to hold back her noise, cried out joyfully, "Ah! President...so good...so good...ah, ahhh...I...I can't take it anymore...um!um...um ahhh..." Her flushed naked body shook wildly, her suspended buttocks swaying in the air. As the climax came, her legs trembled with pleasure and stopped moving. The sensitive flesh that was tightly sucking on the tip of the penis released a large amount of honey from the gap and flowed down the penis.
Naga, who couldn't wait to ejaculate, naturally didn't hold back. He flipped over, grabbed her, and pinned her down, spreading her legs and unleashing a storm of thrusts.
When the spasming core was first filled with the man's thick essence, Risha shouted the word "President" loudly, and together with Naga, they reached another climax.