First Time With the Host
Kim Namhu could not control his erection completely.
His penis was an involuntary part of the body, and there was no way for human will alone to control that region.
Naturally, his penis had become rock-hard.
First impressions mattered.
When a woman saw his handsome face for the first time, she would later think he was even more attractive if he dressed a little less carefully.
The same went for his penis.
If she recognized it as large at the start, she would still consider it large even after erection subsided.
‘Of course, I am larger than average.’
Kim Namhu said this with a playful laugh.
“This is quite the situation.”
“What is?”
“You haven’t heard this before? When a man gets erect and then deflates, his lower abdomen aches.”
“Really?”
The female client smiled sweetly.
It was her one annual escape, coming to the host bar once a week to release the stress she endured while working as a karaoke hostess.
All the clients who visited the karaoke rooms were low-life trash.
Yet here she was, laughing sincerely while playfully teasing this man, unaware of the warm feeling blooming inside her.
It felt exactly like those pure, innocent days when she used to share lewd jokes with her boyfriend.
For the first time in a long time, she felt herself becoming genuinely wet down below.
Kim Namhu noticed the exact moment her expression changed.
She reached out and took his hand, then stood up.
Another client called out.
“Hey. Where are you going?”
“I don’t feel like drinking and playing around today. I should go on a date with her instead. I’ll handle the table charge. You just pay for the drinks.”
She left the bar and found Lee Sang-soo.
When Lee Sang-soo saw the regular customer who had been sent out to bring a new host suddenly gripping the arm of the rookie and leaving, he tilted his head in confusion.
‘Did the new host cause some accident?’
The client spoke to Lee Sang-soo with perfect composure.
“Boss, the table charge is 50,000 won per hour, right? We agreed to give it half today, didn’t we? I’m going to take her out for a date. Two hours? No, just four.”
“Eh?”
Lee Sang-soo’s position was simple: whether the host entertained clients inside the bar or outside made no difference to the table charge.
He felt a little disappointed not to receive the drinking money, but since this had become a regular, she would spend even more generously on drinks in the future. He decided not to object.
The client immediately paid him in cash.
She earned good money working in the entertainment industry.
“Namhu, let’s go.”
The client took Kim Namhu’s hand and walked out of the bar.
**
Outside, the client put a cigarette between her lips.
“Smoking?”
“No.”
“Why are you laughing?”
“You remembered my name.”
The client did not mind that Kim Namhu was smiling.
She had never met a man who smiled so brightly just because she remembered his name.
‘How happy I could feel for just this much… it was like several years ago.’
Kim Namhu asked her.
“Then what should I call you?”
“Hm?”
“Name or title.”
“You said you were twenty-one, right? Just call me noona.”
In the entertainment world, it was common not to use real names.
At least male hosts had few reasons to worry about their identities, so many used them. The client, however, faced many headaches if even one stalker attached herself.
“Yes, noona.”
She took a puff of the cigarette.
“What do you think of women who smoke?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never kissed a smoking woman before.”
“Then this will be my first client and my first smoking kiss.”
The client grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him deeply.
Men and women alike often gave excessive meaning to their first experiences.
Because even a girl’s first small experience felt precious, the female client was delighted.
It was a host’s hidden trick that could only be used before he turned twenty-one.
After the sticky kiss, she asked again.
“What do you think of women who smoke?”
“You taste like cigarettes. And I’m wet.”
“Really?”
“When I kiss you, I get wet.”
The client laughed.
She put out the cigarette, then took his hand again.
“Come on, kid. Let’s go.”
“Where to?”
“I’ll be in pain if I don’t pull out after I came. You have to take responsibility, noona.”
She led him to the nearest motel.
After paying for the room, she pushed Kim Namhu onto the bed the moment they stepped inside.
Still kissing, she gently stroked his crotch.
“It got so big. One kiss with noona made it so lewd?”
Kim Namhu nodded shyly.
The client grew even happier and stripped off his pants and underwear.
She kissed the swollen glans.
Kim Namhu pulled her up and kissed her again.
She was a woman who played the obedient role only because she had suffered stress from lowlifes at the karaoke room.
The boyish charm had captivated her, but she could not give him everything in bed.
What she needed now was warm sex that made her feel truly loved.
“It’s dirty.”
“What is dirty?”
“You sucked my dick.”
“What? I’ll suck your pussy too, you know. And you said you wouldn’t kiss me after?”
“No, but…”
The most profitable service for a karaoke hostess was secondary sexual intercourse.
After a man sucked her client’s penis during paid sex, he could not kiss him afterward.
They began kissing every inch of each other’s bodies.
Neither had bathed yet, yet there was no dirt.
The kiss that started at the mouth gradually moved to the act of sucking each other’s genitals.
Kim Namhu gently pleasured every part of her body with his lips.
Where his lips passed, she felt lingering warmth.
The client had no idea she had experienced such love-filled sex before.
Before penetration even began, tears were already streaming down her face.
Crying, she spread her legs and whispered.
“Come inside.”
“Just a moment. I’m putting on a condom.”
“Don’t worry.”
She guided his hand to her left armpit.
Something hard and foreign was touching the soft flesh inside.
“I got the implant for long-term contraception three years ago.”
Kim Namhu nodded.
If he had to choose between no-condom sex and normal sex, there was no question.
His glans slid against the client’s vaginal wall and pushed inward gently.
She felt a deep, resonant throb against her womb.
It made sex unbearable.
They continued kissing while fully penetrated.
Kim Namhu moved his hips slowly and softly.
His waist was flexible and resilient.
For the first time, the client realized that sex could truly feel like love.
Every time his penis rubbed against her depths, she wanted it harder and fiercer.
Kim Namhu sensed her desire and whispered into her ear.
“Shall I make it stronger?”
“Mhm.”
He climbed on top of her.
Spreading her legs, he thrust into her with powerful, fast strokes.
His glans rubbed the most pleasurable spot deep inside her, bringing her to climax.
Her pussy clamped tightly around him.
The client begged him to touch her body and fuck her everywhere.
Kim Namhu granted the request.
Of all the things she asked, there was only one he did not fulfill.
“Ugh! Don’t hold back either! Cum deep inside!”
Kim Namhu endured.
He held back until the client was completely satisfied, then pressed his fingers hard against her nipples as he finally came.
The intense sex ended.
What the client truly wanted was not multiple orgasms until her body gave out.
It was simply one time that made her feel truly loved.
They lay side by side on the bed.
Then the client slowly moved down to Kim Namhu’s crotch.
She carefully sucked his spent penis.
This was a service she would never offer even to regular clients.
“Noona, you don’t have to.”
“No, I want to.”
The client cleaned Kim Namhu’s penis with her mouth.
It immediately became erect again.
She playfully poked his glans and said.
“I really can’t help it.”
They had sex twice more.
Afterward, the client’s face was completely satisfied.
She lit another cigarette on the bed.
Kim Namhu asked her.
“Go home. Come again. I’ll drink and play with you.”
She shook her head from side to side.
“No. I don’t think I’ll come back to the Queen.”
“Why?”
“You were too good today.”
She took a deep drag of the cigarette.
“If I go back to the bar and see you smiling at another woman, I’m afraid all the memories will shatter. Sorry, but I don’t think I’ll come back to that place.”
Even if she thought he hated her, she had no choice. Hosts only dated women to earn money. If she was not a regular, she was worthless as a stone.
Yet Kim Namhu smiled with a refreshing expression even though she had said she would not return.
“That’s fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“What’s the difference? It’ll make noona feel better.”
A regular customer was easy for Kim Namhu to obtain.
Money was easy to earn.
All that remained was making the women who came looking for him happy.
The client was grateful to the end for the way Kim Namhu had taken care of her.
So she hugged him tightly, then took all the cash from her wallet and handed it to him.
“You don’t have to.”
“No, take it. It’s my gift money.”
Kim Namhu could not refuse.
“Noona, it must be hard, but earn a lot of money and live happily.”
“Yeah. You too.”
The man and woman who worked in the entertainment industry parted ways, each cheering for the other.