JAV star Eimi Fukada real Japanese dentist office risky sex

Title: “Infected: A Hardcore JAV Dentist’s Desires”

The sterile smell of the dental office lingered, but it wasn’t enough to mask the alluring scent of lust that now permeated the air. Eimi Fukada, a renowned Japanese JAV star known for her insatiable appetite for risky, passionate sex, reclined in the dental chair, her white nurse uniform unbuttoned to reveal her ample, perky breasts straining against a lacy black bra.
Dr. Takeshi Himura, a handsome, well-built dentist, stood over her, holding a gleaming dental mirror in one hand while the other idly toyed with his stethoscope. His eyes smoldered with desire as they roamed over Eimi’s voluptuous curves, and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. “So, Miss Fukada, it seems you’ve been naughty,” he purred, his voice deep and husky. “Skipping dental check-ups can lead to all sorts of infections, you know.”
Eimi’s lips curled into a sultry smile, and she slowly spread her legs, allowing the hem of her uniform to ride up her thighs. “Mmm, I do love it when you scold me, Doctor,” she cooed, her voice a seductive purr. “But perhaps you should examine me more closely to determine the extent of the infection?”
Dr. Himura chuckled, low and knowing, as he tossed the dental mirror aside. Stepping closer, he ran a gloved hand along Eimi’s delicate throat, his fingers trailing slowly down to the valley between her breasts. “As you wish, Nurse Fukada,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. “Let’s see how deep this infection runs.”
With a swift motion, he tore open her uniform, exposing her heaving bosom. Eimi gasped, arching her back as Dr. Himura’s hands cupped and kneaded her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. Desperate for more, she reached up and unfastened the clasp, freeing her glorious tits to bounce and jiggle tantalizingly before him.
Dr. Himura’s eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of her naked breasts, and he leaned down to capture one rosy nipple between his lips. Eimi cried out, her back arching off the chair as he sucked and nibbled at the sensitive bud, sending electric shivers of pleasure racing through her body. His other hand continued to massage and caress her neglected breast, pinching and tugging at her nipple, until Eimi was writhing in a frenzy of need.
Unable to resist any longer, Dr. Himura moved lower, kissing and licking a trail of fire down Eimi’s quivering stomach until he reached the lacy edge of her panties. With a sharp tug, he ripped them away, revealing her glistening pink folds, already swollen and wet with arousal. Eimi moaned, threading her fingers through his hair and pressing his face tighter against her dripping core.
Dr. Himura needed no further encouragement. He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue delving deep into her tight channel, lapping up her sweet nectar. Eimi cried out, her hips bucking against his mouth as he devoured her, his tongue flicking over her sensitive clit, sending shockwaves of ecstasy crashing through her.
But it wasn’t enough. She needed to be filled, stretched, claimed. With a desperate whimper, she reached down and fumbled with his belt, impatiently yanking it open and shoving his pants down around his hips. His impressive erection sprang free, hard and throbbing, and Eimi wrapped her hand around it, stroking him slowly, reveling in the way he pulsed and twitched against her palm.
Dr. Himura groaned, the sound muffled against her quivering flesh as he continued to feast on her delicious pussy, his tongue plunging deep, swirling and curling, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Eimi pumped her fist faster, her thumb swirling around the sensitive head of his cock, smearing the bead of pre-cum that had gathered there.
Unable to resist any longer, Dr. Himura pulled away, his lips and chin glistening with Eimi’s juices. She whimpered in protest, but it quickly turned to a moan of pleasure as he grabbed her hips, flipping her over onto her hands and knees on the dental chair. He kneaded the round globes of her ass, savoring the softness, before giving them a sharp smack, leaving pink handprints on her creamy skin.
Eimi yelped, then purred as he massaged the sting away, his fingers dipping between her legs to tease her slick folds. “Please,” she begged, looking back at him over her shoulder, her eyes heavy-lidded and hazy with desire. “I need you inside me. Fill me, Doctor. Make me clean inside and out.”
Dr. Himura growled low in his throat, a predatory sound that sent shivers racing up Eimi’s spine. Gripping her hips tightly, he notched the head of his cock against her entrance, rubbing it up and down her slippery slit, coating himself in her juices. Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, stretching her, filling her completely.
They both cried out at the sudden invasion, Eimi’s pussy clenching tightly around him, trying to hold him deep. Dr. Himura stilled, savoring the feeling of Eimi hot and tight around his aching length. Then, slowly, he began to move, withdrawing almost completely before slamming back into her, over and over, setting a brutal, punishment pace that had Eimi howling with ecstasy.
The wet slap of skin against skin filled the office, punctuated by their harsh pants and moans, as Dr. Himura fucked Eimi with wild abandon. He gripped her hips so tightly she knew she would be bruised come morning, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was the feel of him moving inside her, stretching her, claiming her utterly.
Eimi met him thrust for thrust, rocking back onto his cock, drinking in the delicious friction. Her breasts bounced and jiggled with each impact, the hard points of her nipples scraping deliciously against the vinyl of the dental chair. She felt the heat coiling tighter and tighter in her belly, threatening to consume her, and she reached down between her legs to rub at her clit frantically.
The added stimulation was all it took to send her flying over the edge. She came with a scream, her pussy clamping down like a vice around Dr. Himura’s throbbing cock, milking him, urging him to join her. With a roar, he let himself go, slamming into her one final time before erupting, flooding her with his hot seed.
They collapsed together, Dr. Himura sprawled over Eimi’s back, both of them gasping for air as the echoes of their shared pleasure slowly faded. Eimi shuddered as he slipped out of her, a boneless, sated feeling washing over her as she felt his cum trickling down her thighs.
Rolling over onto her back, she gazed up at Dr. Himura with a lazy, satisfied smile. “Well, Doctor, I think we’ve managed to treat the infection,” she purred, reaching up to playfully wind her fingers through his hair.
Dr. Himura huffed a laugh, nuzzling into her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin there. “Indeed, Nurse Fukada,” he rumbled, his voice muffled against her flesh. “But I’m not sure one treatment will be enough to keep you clean. I may need to keep you here, for… observation purposes.”
Eimi’s smile widened, and she tangled her legs with his, drawing him closer. “Oh, Doctor, I do hope so,” she breathed, her eyes sparkling with mischief and anticipation. “There’s so much more you can teach me. Perhaps you should start by examining my throat?”
And so, the dental office echoed with their moans as Eimi and Dr. Himura lost themselves in another passionate encounter, their lovers’ games showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.