Lalisa Live! (Part 1)

   "Lalisa Live!"

by Noopster 

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DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, based on nothing real or plausible at all. Fantasy is legal and this is all made up. Thanks for reading.
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The rumor of Lalisa Manoban's collaboration with Crazy Horse spread like wildfire among fans and spectators alike. The main rapper and dancer in K-Pop phenomenon Blackpink would be performing at the world-famous Parisian cabaret, known for its stage shows performed by nude female dancers and the diverse range of sexual and explicit 'turns' between each nude show and the next. News outlets from all over the world rushed in to capture the story and analyze its potential effects on K-Pop culture, as well as its shock factor for fans of Blackpink. Debate erupted on social media as some supporters lauded Lalisa Manoban's artistic adventure, applauding her for pushing boundaries and experimenting with something entirely different outside of Blackpink’s comfort zone, while plenty of critics reacted negatively; declaring her performance 'inappropriate' considering K-Pop stars are often seen under strict public scrutiny. Those in the know, decried the tales of luxurious parties held at their Parisian venue - replete with expensive champagne and indulgent delicacies specially prepared by Michelin Star chefs - where only celebrities and magnates from around the world could try out some of their "most outrageous fantasies" in a safe environment.

A K-Pop superstar publicly engaging in such dubious moral activities was, to say the least, completely unprecedented. But after spending her entire career acquiescing to the strict rules and moral codes of the South Korean multinational entertainment agency known as YG, it was clear that Lalisa was more determined than ever to take risks now that her contract had come to an end.




Finally, on September 5th, 2023, after weeks of speculation, Lalisa teased her collaboration with the famed cabaret at Avenue George V in Paris. Not long after Lisa’s post, Crazy Horse declared that BLACKPINK’s Lisa would play three shows as the opening act on September 28, 29, and 30. Unsurprisingly, the announcement caused a huge stir. People around the world were shocked, and some could not believe that Lalisa had agreed to take part in something so risqué and controversial. Blackpink fans found themselves having to grasp with the fact that their idol would be dancing topless, and even having sex in front of a live audience.

Due to the delicate and explicit nature of the upcoming show, most members of the press were banned from the event, but the extremely discrete and particularly accepting nature of Foktonians when it comes to everything and anything related to sex, meant that I was allowed the exclusive for Foktonia Tonight; as long as I didn't insist on recording any of it.



“Can’t wait for this to happen” read the caption of Lalisa’s post on Instagram, which featured pictures of her at the famous Parisian cabaret. Thousands of excited comments popped up in every language possible as Lisa shared a ‘behind-the-scenes’ look inside Crazy Horse theater with millions upon millions of fans across social networks around the world.



The K-Pop star had been secretly preparing for months, working with a choreographer while she was on tour to perfect the choreography and spending time in Paris rehearsing whenever she could, al while keeping the rest of the band in the dark. It was her idea to be really put in the shoes of a Crazy Horse dancer, from the beginning to the end of the show. The rehearsals were grueling, but she stayed determined throughout, from perfecting each dance move to mastering the art of selling a performance with her body. The dancing, the stripping, and the live sex; she wanted to do all of it. 

The final step for her debut was to prepare for the live sex scenes. She started learning techniques and positions, having private lessons with some of the male members of the cast, so that she could be fully comfortable during her performance on opening night. As part of this training, Lalisa had sex sessions with various male dancers over several weeks leading up to showtime, where she learned how to perfect poses and expressions, and to move gracefully and confidently while in intimate situations, all while making sure that her movements were effective in pleasuring not only them but herself onstage.

The general manager was amazed at how quickly it all sold out - his phone ringing nonstop with queries about securing seats or getting restricted access backstage, among other things. Preparations had been running around the clock for weeks so that all would be perfect on opening night; even extra lighting and sound systems had been installed in order to create a truly unique atmosphere. The security would have to be incredibly tight. Anyone trying to enter the premises would have their identities and personal objects checked, and extra security had been hired to keep a watchful eye during the show and ensure that the crowd remained in check. No cameras of any kind were allowed, phones would be sealed in black bags at check-in and glasses, ties, shoes, wallets, etc, would all be closely examined to make sure no hidden cameras were found, ensuring that her performance could not leak online, and that attendees could enjoy themselves in total privacy - allowing for the debauchery that usually took place after each show to remain discrete and exclusive.

On the night of September 28, 2023, a buzz of anticipation and excitement filled Le Crazy Horse Saloon. People were dressed to impress; wealthy attendees from all over Europe flocked in wearing designer accessories while posing for photographers. Everyone wanted to be there for Lalisa's debut performance. From all around Europe, some of the richest and most influential figures flew in just so they could attend the show; VIP tables had been arranged for them too so that they would have a clearer view of her performances on stage. Among the attendees were her bandmates Rosé and Jisoo, who surprised her backstage before the show, as well as Frédéric Arnault, the French billionaire rumored to be her boyfriend.

“I was a bundle of emotions,” the 26-year-old superstar told us after the show. “Full of nerves, but also excitement because, even though I had been preparing very hard, it was still the riskiest performance of my life, and I knew that nothing would be the same after that.”

Then finally, after months of preparation and secrecy, Lisa stepped onto the stage in an A-line black office skirt and white dress shirt, with a thin black tie and glasses to complement her C.E.O. inspired outfit. 

She looked a picture of confidence under the dazzling lights, setting off an eruption of pure euphoria from the crowd. She began to gracefully strut as she circled the prop desk in the center, quickly transforming the stage into her own personal playground as she moved with ease - eyes dropping from side-to-side as if hypnotizing each onlooker. The audience held their breath, entranced by her moves and her expressions as she swayed her hips and began to slowly loosen her tie and unbutton her shirt, smiling and winking at the crowd while lip-synching to a French song.

The shirt came off slowly, revealing her lacy black lingerie underneath and firm abdomen. She then continued to tantalize the audience with a provocative striptease as she glided across the stage, making it look so effortless, peeling off items from her costume whilst still keeping up complex dance moves and maintaining perfect composure. The stage lights then changed to a deep red as Lalisa removed her skirt, leaving her fiercely confident in just a lacy black lingerie set with garters and stockings. 

The crowd gasped in admiration of her impressive curves as she showed off her long, toned legs, moving in perfect synchronization to the music in a dance routine that blended modern hip-hop moves with classic cabaret elements. She reached the front of the desk and turned her back to the audience, leaning forward and pushing out her ass for everyone to admire. She swayed back and forth, looking back at us with a mischievous smile, mesmerizing the spectators with her perfectly shaped bottom, barely covered by the thin black thong as she swung her hips left-and right, contorting them in tight circles as if they had a mind of their own. Every element about her – from the precision of her body movements to the enticing nature of her slender form – seemed to captivate the audience even further.

Then suddenly, an imposing male dancer in business attire emerged from the right side of the stage; another character from Lisa's fantasy come true. His rugged features were illuminated by dramatic lighting that changed color as he approached her aggressively, as if she’d just been caught doing something bad. The music changed drastically, becoming more dramatic as he grabbed her wrist menacingly. The two dancers’ movements perfectly matched each other; a graceful give-and-take between his aggression and her sensuality as they intertwined and tussled while she tried to escape his grip. The music crescendoed dramatically when he spun her around and forced her back onto the desk, pushing her down on top of it as the music quieted down. 

Even after submitting to him, Lalisa was still defiant, looking him straight in the eyes as he unsnapped the front clasp of her bra, and the crowd watched on the edge of their seats as it slowly unraveled from her body and hit the floor. The excitement in the theater was palpable, even her bandmates Rosé and Jisoo were screaming their lungs out with pride and excitement; Lalisa Manoban had just made history by boldly flashing her breasts to a captivated audience.

The male dancer then started to move her body into a daring new dance position, seemingly forcing her to bend over the desk as if she were about to be punished for something wicked. Her physique was seductively outlined against the lighted surface, while he stood imposingly behind her. She looked back at us with a playfully overemphasized expression that said, “Is this really happening?” He started exploring every inch of her exposed skin, caressing her bare back with tenderness with one hand while the other traveled along the curve of her ass cheek, his fingers flicking lightly as if he were about to spank her, teasing the audience with a glimpse of what was to come.

Lalisa started rolling her hips from side-to-side as his fingers once again traveled down the back of her thighs before making their way back up and grazing her panties. And as he played with the lace material between her legs, Lalisa began to moan over the now quiet music. His fingers followed the ballad’s rhythm across her flesh, softly tracing circles and massaging her most intimate area while everyone else in the theater held their breath. Then all of a sudden, he smacked her bottom with full force, the slap echoing throughout the theater as if a gunshot had gone off. Lalisa let out an exaggerated gasp as his hand landed on her ass in perfect synchronization with a sharp chord that abruptly increased the music's intensity. We could hear Lalisa’s moans echoing through the theater as he began spanking her in rhythm with the music, hitting each rounded cheek in succession and causing a blush to spread across. Both their bodies moved in perfect synchronicity to the melody of the song; Lalisa welcoming every rhythmic slap against her tushy by raising her hips to meet it, surrendering herself completely until her skin was burning red under the hot stage lights.

I noticed the audience was taken aback by the audaciousness of this routine. The room was filled with ooh’s, ahh’s, and whistling. Lalisa’s bandmates kept looking at each other in amazement; what we were witnessing was nothing short of magnificent. Lalisa seemed to be wholly entranced by the passion the routine evoked as she surrendered to his dominance, her head thrown back in pleasure as he continued spanking her.

Finally, the music softened, and the male dancer then withdrew his hand from Lalisa’s ass before leaning forward to whisper something in her ear; we could only tell it was something seductive because of how she smiled afterward. He stepped back slightly before almost ceremoniously running one finger lightly across each reddened butt cheek, and then the most beautiful moment happened. He kneeled behind her, as if asking for forgiveness, running his hands gently across each of her punished ass cheeks before slowly pulling down on both sides of her panties to reveal the glistening glory of her pussy under her delicious apple-shaped bottom. 

Lalisa dug her fingernails into the wood of the desk, arching back even further as he lowered his head to kiss the warm skin of each butt cheek. His tongue traced circles around every reddened mark before moving down to meet her wet lips. Lalisa’s quivering body lent itself to the rhythm of his mouth as he started licking it from behind like a lion savoring his prey; caressing and exploring every inch of her pussy with reverence, as if he too was in awe of the beauty before him. He lapped up each drop of her sweet nectar while his fingers dug into the battered flesh of her ass cheeks, Lisa’s body shuddering with each movement of his tongue, her legs slowly giving way to the sensation until her body began to shake in unrestrained pleasure. The crowd erupted into cheers as a powerful orgasm swept through her, the intensity of her cries audible across the concert hall, shaking every seat in the theater.

As the final tremors of her orgasm subsided, the Thai beauty turned to the crowd with a wicked smile that danced on her lips. Her eyes sparkled mischievously, basking in the adoration of her fans. It was then that I noticed her bandmates in the front row. Whereas Jisoo was clapping and cheering like a little girl at the circus, Rosé seemed stunned by the show's explicit nature. Her delicate eyebrows were knitted together in disbelief, her porcelain cheeks flushed with red, and she was biting at her lower lip, clearly aroused beyond all expectations by what had just taken place. It appeared that even the shy and proper Rosé couldn't escape the magnetic pull of Lalisa's raw sensuality.

Not that anyone could blame her. Lalisa was enthralling, her toned body now clad in nothing more than a pair of black garters and stockings that emphasized every tantalizing curve. The sheer fabric clung to her hips and thighs like silk on skin, showcasing the perfect contours of each tight muscle as she moved with ultimate grace. Her stomach glowed golden under the soft stage lights; flat and toned yet deliciously soft. Her waist was thin as a willow, making her curves look all the more captivating in contrast to each other. Every move she made felt effortless; as if her body had been born to dance for us. And then there were her breasts. Small and perfectly perky, jutting out proudly from chest with the nipples pointed and hard from the frenzy of the night so far, begging to be touched. With every movement of her body, they bounced joyfully in rhythm with the music, like two firm little peaches ready for plucking.

The Thai vixen winked at her friends before turning her attention back to the stage, where the male dancer had risen to his feet. They exchanged a knowing glance, and without missing a beat, began their sultry dance once more. Their bodies moved gracefully, weaving around the desk on stage like two serpents entwined in an erotic dance of seduction.

The performance was almost over, but there was one final treat in store. The male dancer stepped up behind Lalisa and bent her over the desk that now stood between them and the audience. Several people in the crowd gasped as Lisa's counterpart made a big show of slowly unraveling the belt of his trousers, teasingly unzipping them one metal pull at a time. 

'He's really going to fuck her!' I told myself with disbelief, and I could see in the faces of the attendees that they were all thinking the same.

Lalisa's eyes glittered with anticipation as the dancer pulled her close, and the crowd erupted into a deafening roar as he finally grabbed her hips and thrust his manhood deep inside her. The music once again came to an abrupt halt as the stage lights dimmed and a spotlight shined directly on Lalisa’s writhing body as the couple moved together. Her face lit up under the spotlight, showing every emotion she experienced; from pleasure to pain and back again, moaning like a wounded animal as her body quivered under his and the crowd watched in stunned silence as she was ravished from behind. 

It was a strangely intimate moment, considering the circumstances. Lalisa embraced the moment like there was no tomorrow, grasping desperately to the wooden surface after every thrust, begging and screaming to be fucked even harder. She was no longer just performing, she had become one with her art; a beautiful, sensual masterpiece unfolding before our eyes. Even Jisoo, who had been one of the loudest members of the audience up to that point, sat in complete silence during those moments; her eyes lit with admiration for the confident and powerful woman her friend had become. But it was Rosé who seemed to be the most entranced, her wide eyes sparkling like diamonds as Lalisa expertly rode every thrust with unbridled passion, her small hands clutching at her clothes as if to stifle her desire. Yet there was no looking away, no escaping the spell that Lalisa's unabashed sexuality had cast upon her audience.

Lisa's body shook with each powerful impact, her moans growing louder, more frequent, as the dancer thrust into her with increasing fervor and urgency. The music began to swell once more, nearing its crescendo as the couple moved together faster and faster towards their climax. Their movements were almost feral now, consuming each other with an animalistic passion that was both intensely beautiful yet shockingly real at the same time. 

And then suddenly, with a single thunderous chord that made several members of the audience jump in their seats, Lalisa let out a loud cry as she reached her peak, and we watched the man give her one final, powerful thrust before the strained jitters of his arms and her satisfied whimpers announced to us that he was ejaculating deep inside of her. She let out a contented sigh as the music came to its final end, and as the man pulled out from between her legs, the stage was left in absolute darkness except for the single spotlight still shining over her body. Lalisa was still bent over the desk, sweating and panting with her eyes closed, her body trembling from head to toe before slowly settling into dizzying blissfulness.

All of us were left speechless; mesmerized by the sheer spectacle we had just witnessed—a moment that few will ever be lucky enough to experience. We sat wondering if what we had just seen was a tantalizing performance choreographed to perfection, or a real life sexual encounter between two lovers who just happened to also be extremely skilled artists. 

Then she stood again, her face was flushed with a mix of pleasure and exhaustion, her hair matted to her forehead in messy strands that tangled softly down to her exposed neckline. With a lascivious grin and a wave of her hand, she dismissed the spent dancer, who bowed and exited the stage, leaving her alone in the spotlight. She circled the desk once more, coming to rest at its front. She perched herself atop it, her long legs spread wide before the hungry eyes of the attendees. With deliberate slowness, she parted her swollen, reddened pussy, revealing the glistening evidence of her recent coupling, letting the viscous cum seep from her, dripping down to the stage with a lewdness that sent shivers down my spine.

The audience erupted in cheers, our fervor reaching a fever pitch. Jisoo clapped and hollered, her enthusiasm infectious and unrestrained, while Rosé sat in the same stunned silence as before. All around them, people screamed and cheered for the extraordinary girl who had put on such an erotic show. Lalisa smiled and raised her hands to acknowledge the crowd’s rapture, her cheeks flushing a bright scarlet, as if she were only now realizing the reality of what had just happened. She looked both amazed and embarrassed all at once; almost like a young girl who has been caught doing something naughty in public. After taking in one more round of praise from her audience, she gracefully leapt from atop the desk, gathered her discarded shirt to cover herself and exited the stage, leaving behind a trail of cum drops that glittered in the white light like tiny diamonds as she disappeared from sight.

The lights came on again, and we all looked at each other in ecstatic disbelief. Suddenly, it felt like a dream that was slowly beginning to dissipate. We had just witnessed history, but the show was far from over.

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To Be Continued…