Misaki I can’t clean up if you … | Dead Or Alive Venus Vacation DOAXVV |

Title: “Misaki’s Tempting Predicament”

Misakiglances around the bustling arcade, her heart fluttering with anticipation. She’s wearing a revealing blue bikini that accentuates her ample curves, with her cafe boy outfit discarded in a heaped pile nearby. The crowded venue thrums with lively chatter and the energetic blare of arcade machines, but her focus is singular: to challenge the handsome muscular man at the heart of the action.

Gathering her courage, Misaki approaches the buff stranger, her cheeks flushed. “Um… would you like to try out this Venus Vacation game with me?” she inquires shyly, pointing to an open slot machine.

The man grins roguishly, his eyes roving over her scantily clad figure. “I’d love to,” he purrs, motioning for her to join him.

Misaki sits delicately, her ample chest heaving with each breath. As the machine comes to life, the stranger inches closer, his thigh brushing against hers. “I… I’m Misaki,” she stutters, flustered by his proximity.

“Pleasure to meet you, Misaki,” he rumbles, his voice a low, sensual growl. “I’m Aki.”

As they play, Aki’s hand occasionally grazes Misaki’s thigh, sending electric jolts through her body. She squirms uneasily, sapphire eyes wide. “T-this is getting quite… heated,” Misaki gasps, her voice wavering.

Aki chuckles darkly, his fingertips walking higher up her dress fabric. “You’re just sensitive, aren’t you? I like that.”

Flustered and flaming with arousal, Misaki tries to compose herself. But as Aki’s skilled fingers dance around her inner thigh, all rational thought flees. She spreads her legs instinctively, granting him easier access.

“Nnnh… A-Aki…” Misaki mewls weakly, biting her lip. “I… I can’t concentrate…”

“Shhhh…” Aki soothes, his fingers dancing dangerously close to her aching core. “Just focus on what feels good.”

Fighting back a moan, Misaki succumbs to Aki’s ministrations. She rocks her hips, grinding against his probing digits. Her bikini bottoms grow damp, the fabric clinging to her dripping folds.

Pressing closer, Aki slings an arm around Misaki, pinning her to him. ” Tell me you want me,” he whispers hotly into her ear.

“I… I do…” Misaki admits breathlessly, surrendering to the vice of lust tightening in her body. “I want you, Aki…”

Grinning wolfishly, Aki spins Misaki around and bends her over the slot machine, baring her supple ass. He delivers a resounding smack to her bottom, leaving a red imprint on her creamy skin.

“Oooh!” Misaki whimpers, arching her back in a needy arc. “A-Aki! Everyone will see…!”

“Let them see,” Aki growls, unzipping his trousers to free his massive erection. “Let them all see how much you want me.”

Fumbling with damp fingers, Misaki reaches back to spread her drenched folds, opening herself completely to Aki. He rewards her with a rough thrust, burying himself to the hilt in her clenching heat.

“Aaahh-killl meee!” Misaki wails, stars bursting behind her eyelids at the exquisite intrusion. Her core clenches uncontrollably, milking Aki’s pulsing member.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Aki groans, commencing a vigorous doggy style rhythm that rocks Misaki to her core. Her aching nipples drag against the slot machine’s screen, drawing whorls of pleasure from each delicious collision.

“Oooh y-yes… right there!” Misaki cries shamelessly, surrendering to each punishing thrust. Her nectar drips down her trembling thighs, creating a slick channel for Aki’s pistoning hips.

The viewers in the arcade hoot wildly, egging Aki on, but Misaki is too lost in rapture to care. She ruts like a bitch in heat, taking Aki’s brutal strokes and begging for more.

“Hnnngg… fill mmee up!” Misaki sobs, her insides rippling. “Akiiii!”

With a bellow, Aki complies, flooding Misaki with his molten seed. She clamps down greedily, milking him for every last drop. Satisfied, she slumps against the slot machine, a contented smile on her flushed face.

As Aki slips out of her, Misaki delivers one last look over her shoulder, a coquettish grin of pure wanton indulgence.

“Thanks for the ride,” she giggles breathlessly before sauntering off, hips swaying, to challenge another fortunate participant.