Karaoke Night Part One

The sun was beginning to dip over the horizon as you changed into more casual clothes. Today was the day of your little get-together with the ladies from work and their friends. While you had no idea how many people were coming, considering how many of them you had sexual relations with, you were a little nervous about how the night would go.

You raise an eyebrow as you hear music begin blaring from outside. You head to the window and check outside, opening a curtain to see a small bus. You stay at the window watching the bus door open, and stepping outside was none other than Nayeon. She stepped out with a wide grin; you could tell from the way she was walking that she was incredibly happy. Her hair bounced with every step; she walked quickly, almost skipping, but holding herself back from doing so. You could see her shining smile from the window as she made her way over to your residence. You open the door as she arrives. “What’s with the bus?” You ask her.

“Do you like it?” She asks, her toothy grin infectious.

“Y-yeah,” you admit. “It’s pretty good. Did we need one, though? We’re pretty close to a few karaoke places.”

“Of course! We always used to get a bus like this. It’s the only way to roll. Oh, and don’t tell anyone this, I got us a really fancy karaoke place. ” Nayeon leans in with her rosy cheeks. “We’re going to be having a few drinks, and we’re going to need a ride home. I won’t let anyone drive home drunk. The place is pretty far.” Nayeon says, leaning in and covering part of her mouth as if that made a difference in who was listening.

“Come on, let’s go, everyone is waiting!” Nayeon shouts, grabbing your hand and dragging you to the bus. She couldn’t contain herself anymore, and the young woman laughed as she broke into a slight jog. You can’t help but smile as you follow along. Nayeon would turn her head every so often, her toothy smile blinding you every time. Her top two front teeth made her resemble a rabbit; it was cute, especially now with how giddy she was.

Nayeon doesn’t waste a breath, hopping onto the bus as soon as the two of you arrive. You nod to the driver and step inside, two doors closing—one set as you step onto the bus and another as you head further in.

Inside the bus were some expected members of your party: Dahyun, Jeongyeon, Nayeon, Mina, and Momo. There were more people, though, Chaeyoung, Jihyo, Sana, and a familiar-looking face whose name you couldn’t quite recall. You remembered her attitude about Jeongyeon, but couldn’t put a finger on her name until you heard Chaeyoung say it, Tzuyu. You bring your attention back to the group as a whole and say hello to them before sitting down on the closest open seat.

The seating situation was a lot better than you had expected; a long bench ran around the bus’s walls. Nayeon sat across from you. She opened a small window and told the driver you were all ready to go. The driver started moving soon after, and Nayeon closed the window. There would be little to nothing the driver could hear, allowing you all the freedom to chat freely as you made your way to Nayeon’s chosen karaoke place.

As you look at the women you’re riding with, you notice that they’re all wearing the same shirt. “You all have matching shirts?” You ask.

“Is someone feeling left out?” Nayeon asks with a laugh.

“Maybe a little, but I’m just asking.”

“Don’t worry, we got you one, too,” Jihyo says, jumping in. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a shirt for you. “I hope it fits, as much as we’ve worn your shirts the day after, none of us ever checked the size,” Jihyo says. You watch the same reactions play out on most of the women’s faces. They pursed their lips and turned away from you, the exceptions being Momo, Jihyo, and Tzuyu. The two former are licking their lips as they eye you. Tzuyu’s eyes held a lustful look. She had only heard stories from Chaeyoung and Mina. Once she had seen the mystery man joining the party was you, she was more interested in what you could do. You seemed to have all the other ladies around your finger. Tzuyu wanted a taste too.

The shirt slowly passed hands until it made its way to you. You grab it and read the tag; by a stroke of luck, they had gotten the right size. You stare at it; on the front, stylized, was the word “Twice.”

“This is the name of your little group? Or…”

“Something like that,” Jihyo replies. She changes subjects quickly, focusing her attention on the group, “So what are we going to sing tonight, girls?” You listen to them throw out songs. From your knowledge, it had been a while since the group had gotten together. Yet it looked like this was a weekly meeting from the way they talked to each other. As you watched them, you did notice slight exceptions. Attention was soon brought to that, though.

Nayeon raised her voice above all the talking. “Everyone! We have a few new people! It’s not just the college crew. I want some proper introductions!” Nayeon extends her hand out toward Dahyun. “This is Dahyun, she works with us.”

Dahyun attempts to stand in the space, the bus happens to roll to a stop at the same time. She stumbles to the side, grabbing a pole that stands in the middle. The pole spins in place, forcing Dahyun back further; her other hand dips to the floor as her core strength barely keeps her up. “Oh!” Nayeon bellows instinctively, clapping along. The others joined in, impressed with the pale woman’s moves. At that moment, it seemed like Dahyun had struck a pose.

Dahyun reached for the pole with her other hand, pulling herself up to a standing position. Her cheeks were a deep shade of red as she bowed. “Hi, everyone! As Nayeon said, I work at the same company as her, Jeongyeon, and …” she quiets down as she reaches her name, motioning to you instead as she remembered how it was mentioned you had slept with just about everyone. The act earned some oohs from the others, further embarrassing her.

“It looks like you have some experience with poles,” Momo says. She had instantly clocked how Dahyun had gripped the pole and the position of her legs as she fell. The fact that her statement was also a double entendre did not register, however. Leading Momo to be confused by everyone laughing. Momo had thought of herself as smart before that; her face dropped into confusion as everyone laughed. “Why’s everyone laughing?” The question sparked further laughter. Nayeon couldn’t contain herself whatsoever; her loud cackles continued as she held her sides. This led to a chain reaction; the girls went from laughing at Momo’s unintended joke to laughing at Nayeon’s laugh.

It was a good way to lighten the mood, and for Dahyun, it drew attention away from her skills. As the laughter began to die down, Chaeyoung stood up from her seat at the back and walked to the pole, grinding against it awkwardly. An uproar of laughs followed the moves. “Hi, everyone! I’m Chaeyoung. It’s nice to meet you all. Mina invited me, I’m her coworker.” It looked like a lightbulb went off in Chaeyoung’s head as she turned to Tzuyu, who was a foot from her. Chaeyoung grabs the younger woman’s hand and pulls her up. “This is Tzuyu, she works with us, too! We all work at a bar, so if you ever want some specials on drinks, we can provide.”

“We can’t give out free drinks, Chae!” Mina yells from her seat. Chaeyoung purses her lips and lowers her head at the comment. It draws some more laughs as she’s already being stopped by Mina, who knew the young woman well. The larger group seems to naturally split as the ride continues.

You all come back together as you arrive at the karaoke place. You step out as the doors open, and Nayeon quickly passes you as she raises her hand. “Over here, everyone!”

The first words you hear in response to Nayeon come from Jeongyeon, “How much was this place?”

“Ah, well,” Nayeon gives a nervous laugh. “Don’t worry about it, we’re here to have fun!” You wonder what could’ve made Jeongyeon ask that question until you notice the building you’re in front of. It was definitely a karaoke place, but the entrance was overly extravagant, to the point of being gaudy.

You look toward Nayeon, the expression on your face clearly conveying your message. “Really?”

Nayeon could feel your judgment and continued to laugh nervously. “Alright, let’s go, everyone!” Nayeon said, quickly turning around and walking toward the building’s front door without another word. Your group follows, watching Nayeon go to the front desk and talk to the worker about a reservation. When their interaction is done, she turns back to the group, “This way, everyone!”

As you’re being led to your room, you lean toward Jeongyeon. “How much money do you think this is going to cost us?”

“A ton,” she responds. “We should have never let her choose where to go,” Jeongyeon whispers. “Nayeon’s all about the nice things.”

“I wish someone had told me that.”

“…yeah,” Jeongyeon replies dejectedly.

The company employee stops at your door, “This is your room. It’s been fully prepped. Ten microphones are ready to use at any time. There are some instruments and props for you to use as well. You can use the tablet to choose your songs and place orders. If you’re going to be ordering alcoholic drinks, we will need to check your IDs.” You go through the process of showing the worker your IDs as you walk in to get the process over with. You take the furthest seat from the entrance, the girls file in after you, Jeongyeon sitting beside you, then Dahyun, Jihyo, and Nayeon. On another couch sat Sana, Chaeyoung, Tzuyu, Mina, and Momo.

Nayeon was the first to grab the tablet, immediately placing an order for several bottles of soju, beer, and even a bottle of wine. You and the girls had to watch her place the order in real time, each of you giving Nayeon a look that said, “Are you serious?” Nayeon didn’t pay a single ounce of attention, focusing instead on sending the order and choosing a song for herself. It only clicked when she looked up from the tablet and saw all of you staring at her.

“What?” She asked, as if she hadn’t just spent what was most likely hundreds of dollars in a matter of seconds. Nayeon could only giggle as she grabbed a microphone and moved toward the stage at the opposite corner of the room. Her music started to play, and Nayeon got into action. You had to admit she had a wonderful voice. She even had a dance that followed along to the best of her abilities. The group clapped along to the song, the college friends knowing where to jump in for small chants. You do your best to follow their lead as the pop song moves along.

While you were trying to sing along, Jihyo made her move for the tablet, choosing her song before passing it around. Each woman had chosen a song before the tablet finally came to you. You had no clue what to sing and placed the device back on the center table, time passing as each woman had their turn. You were a little surprised at how well each of them could sing or rap, in the case of Chaeyoung and Momo, who had decided to team up.

The night was passing slowly as you all filled up on drinks, the singing slowly getting sloppier over time. While the rest of you were focused on Jeongyeon’s third performance of the night, Momo was making her move. The eldest Japanese woman might’ve been drunk at this point; she had planned for this night to end in a certain way, and she was going to make it happen. She ordered one last drink for the group. Momo had been watching the timings between the order being made and its arrival at the door. She stepped out of the room when she believed the worker would be bringing the round of drinks. The Japanese woman might’ve been a little early with stepping out, but it gave her more time to work with.

She stopped the worker and said she would take the tray of drinks inside, grabbing it from the cart. Momo waited outside until the worker disappeared around the corner. She balanced the tray on her arm, using her chest for support as she reached into her pocket with the other. She pulled out a small vial, popped the top off with her nail, and carefully poured an even amount into each shot glass. Momo knew the stuff was potent; she was hoping it would take effect before everyone was dropped off.

Momo grabbed every glass, swirling her concoction before opening the door. “I ran into the worker when I was coming back,” she says, placing the tray of shots onto the table. “Alright, everyone, last one of the night, grab a drink!” She yelled. You each reached for a drink, but before you could drink it, Nayeon stepped up, holding her glass high.

“Everyone! We’ve had a lot of fun tonight. We had a lot of laughs, everyone was a great singer.” Nayeon stumbles; her words are slurred as well. “To Twice!” She says, cutting her message short. You all throw back your shots before singing one last song together. You each belted out terrible notes as the song and your karaoke night came to a close.

With your time up, you all grab your things and step out of the room, walking back to your party bus. Mina, Momo, and Dahyun claim the back seats. To their right sat Sana, Nayeon, Tzuyu, and Chaeyoung. You sat on the trio’s right side, caught between Jeongyeon and Jihyo. Chaeyoung is forced to relay to the driver that they are ready to go. You all felt the bus begin to roll as it made its way to one of your homes. Your body felt warm and tingly after a long night of drinking. The women felt the same sensations, with Momo the only one who knew the true reason. Her mind was already running wild with ideas of what was to come. Momo was already wet, so she moved on to the second part of her plan. She leaned into Mina and began planting kisses on her neck, her hand sneaking under Mina’s top.

Mina gasped. “Momo,” she grunted. She grit her teeth as Momo’s thumb brushed against her nipple. It was hard to contain herself. Her body felt so warm, sensitive. She let out a moan as Momo squeezed her modest mound.

The moan was enough to grab everyone’s attention. Nayeon cheered at the act, “Ooh, look who’s getting naughty!” Everyone else stayed quiet, watching as Momo nipped and marked Mina’s neck. You were all being aroused by the erotic sight before you. Things continued to build with Mina pulling Momo into a kiss. Mina pushed one of her hands under Momo’s skirt, her fingers rubbing the older woman’s clit as she returned the favor. A strand of saliva connected the women when they broke from the kiss.

Seeing an opportunity before her, Jihyo placed her hand on your crotch, rubbing it through your pants as you both watched the action continue.

Momo turned her head to Dahyun, pressing her lips against the pale woman’s. Dahyun was a little startled by the kiss; it was her first with another woman. “Why don’t you tell me all about yourself?” Momo said in a low, lustful moan. The older Japanese woman tugged on Dahyun’s shirt as she distracted her with the kiss. One of Dahyun’s pale breasts popped out, letting Momo go lower and drag her tongue around Dahyun’s pink areola.

Two moans mixed, one was Dahyun’s, the other was Nayeon’s. While you were watching the action between the three women in the back, Sana and Tzuyu had gotten to work on tonight’s planner. Tzuyu had her hand under Nayeon’s pants, her fingers rubbing Nayeon’s clit. “You really seem to like watching,” Tzuyu said in a hushed voice. “A pretty girl like you touching herself to others having fun is so hot.” Nayeon attempted to bite her bottom lip, but the pleasure that came was too strong. She moaned out loud again as she felt Tzuyu’s fingers push inside her. The long, thin digits pressed against her walls, rubbing them gently.

While Tzuyu worked the lower half, Sana worked the top. The Japanese woman had her tongue sticking out, flicking Nayeon’s already hard nipple. The other tit wasn’t being left out either; Sana was pinching and pulling it. Nayeon’s skin was stretching to its limit as Sana tugged on it. “What do you like about watching? Are you a voyeur or a cuck? Does it have to be people you know for you to get off?” The questions didn’t help the matter; Nayeon was being pushed to her climax.

Back on the other end of things was Momo, who was in a similar position to Nayeon. Her shirt was pulled down under her weighty breasts. Dahyun had a strong grip on one of the massive mounds as she kissed the older Japanese woman. Reason seemed to have left her mind.

Mina was doing her best to please Momo, her hand pushing deep into her friend’s cunt as she left her own hickeys on Momo. The older Japanese woman made sure to help Mina out, not wanting her to be there only to serve her. Momo was giving Mina the same treatment, her fingers inside Mina while her palm rubbed against Mina’s clit.

Back in your position, Jihyo and Jeongyeon were trying to stake their claim. They each had a hand on your cock, slowly moving them up and down along your shaft. You could only groan as the pleasure built. “Why don’t you play with these?” Jihyo asked, using her other hand to rip her shirt a small amount, just enough for her to pull her tits out with ease.

“Or you could have these.” Not to be outdone, Jeongyeon took off her shirt, offering her own breasts to you. It was difficult to decide who to go after, but it turned out you didn’t need to make a choice. The women pushed their tits against your face. All you had to do was stick your tongue out, and you were lapping at them. It might’ve been a little difficult to breathe with the soft mounds pressed against your face, but you enjoyed it nonetheless. You couldn’t see either, but that didn’t stop your enjoyment of the handjob you were receiving.