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Title: “Rounding Third Base with a Horny Vixen”
In the sultry heat of a humid Tokyo night, Kenji slipped into the seedy bar, “Glitzztown.” The neon lights flickered, casting an erotic glow over the dimly lit room. At the far end, perched on a barstool, sat a tantalizing vision – Yumi, a statuesque Japanese beauty with curves in all the right places.
Kenji approached her, his heart racing as he caught a whiff of her intoxicating perfume. “Yumi-chan,” he purred, “you’re even more stunning than usual.”
She glanced at him, a playful smile dancing on her lips. “Oh, Kenji,” she cooed, “always the charmer.” She took a sip of her cocktail, her long, manicured fingers wrapping around the stem of the glass.
Kenji slipped onto the barstool next to her, ordering a whiskey on the rocks. As he sipped the amber liquid, his eyes roamed over her voluptuous figure, lingering on her ample cleavage barely contained by her low-cut dress. Yumi felt his gaze and slowly uncrossed her long, shapely legs, offering him a slight glimpse of her lacy thong.
The night wore on as they talked and flirted, the sexual tension building with each stolen glance and subtle touch. Finally, Kenji couldn’t take it anymore. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. “Let’s get out of here,” he whispered huskily.
Yumi’s eyes glinted with mischief. She downed the rest of her drink and standed up, towering over Kenji in her heels. “Lead the way,” she purred, trailing a finger down his chest.
Back at Kenji’s apartment, the heat between them ignited into a fiery passion. Yumi pinned him against the wall, her lips crashing onto his in a hungry kiss. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths as they tore at clothes with urgency.
Soon, they were naked, their bodies pressing together, hot and urgent. Yumi pushed Kenji onto the bed and straddled him, her thick thighs squeezing his hips. She reached down and guided him inside her, her wetness engulfing his hardness.
They moved together, their hips meeting in a delicious rhythm. Yumi tossed her head back, her long black hair cascading down her back as she rode him with wild abandon. Kenji reached up, cupping her heavy breasts, his thumbs circling her stiff nipples. She moaned, grinding down onto him harder.
As their pleasure built, Yumi swung around into a reverse cowgirl position. The new angle allowed Kenji to delve even deeper inside her, hitting her in all the right spots. She reached back, brushing her fingers against his sack. “You like that, don’t you, baby?” she cooed, her voice thick with lust.
“Yes,” he groaned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “I’m getting close, Yumi. So close.”
“What do you want, Kenji?” she breathed, her hips undulating slowly. “Tell me what you want.”
“Your mouth,” he rasped. “I want to feel your lips around me.”
With a wicked grin, Yumi dismounted and settled between his legs. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his swollen flesh. Her head bobbed up and down, her hand stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. “Oh fuck,” Kenji cried out, his hips bucking against her lips.
Yumi took him deeper, pressing forward until his tip hit the back of her throat. She held him there, swallowing around him, her throat muscles rippling along his length. “Shit, Yumi!” Kenji yelled, his body tensing. He grabbed her hair, guiding her movements, rushing towards his release.
With a final deep throat, Yumi pushed him over the edge. Kenji erupted into her mouth, his hot seed spurting down her eager throat. She swallowed every last drop before licking him clean, a satisfied smirk on her lips.
As Kenji caught his breath, Yumi crawled up his body, her naked breasts brushing against his chest. She kissed him deeply, sharing his essence. “That was amazing, Kenji,” she purred. “But you know what they say – ’rounding third base means you’ve gone the whole nine innings.'”
