Get Her Ready

Your hand slides under her skirt, rubbing up and down her silky thigh. Her gasp of surprise is cut off as you lean in and lock your lips with hers, your tongue darting into her mouth as you shift your weight towards her, easing her onto her back on the couch. You pull back for a moment as you grab the bottom of Emiko's semen-stained blouse and yank it over her head, tossing it to the wayside before you duck your head down to her large breasts, squeezing one with your hand while your mouth closes over the other's large nipple, rolling your tongue over it and relishing the sensation of it stiffening under your ministrations. Emiko lolls her head back, groaning loudly as thoughts of her transformation into a prostitute melted into a haze of pleasure. You run your hand further under her skirt, rubbing your fingers over her slit through her panties, feeling the material grow damper as you rub harder and harder against it. Emiko raises her head and gasps as you finally pull down her panties, throwing them away. "Wait! I can't... I'm not ready for this!"

Raising your mouth from her nipple, you grin. "You'll be ready soon enough."

Grabbing a thigh in each hand, you lift Emiko's crotch up as you bend over, slinging her long, tone legs over your shoulder and getting a close view of Emiko's moist slit, with its carefully pruned patch of pubic hair above it. Wasting no time you dive your tongue into her inner folds, feeling her thighs close around your head as she pants and moans in pleasure. You twirl your tongue, caressing the inner walls of her vagina, as you taste her sweet juices, which start to flow with more abundance. Emiko writhes, her large breasts heaving as she starts to breathe deeply, sweating beading on her skin as it warms from her arousal. "Ahhh...I feel so weird..."

"Sounds like you're getting ready." you say, raising your head from eating her out. You lower a hand to unzip your fly, pulling your pants and boxers down to let your erect cock spring upright before lowering her hips down, rubbing her wet slit up and down the length of your shaft. Emiko looks on, her fascinated expression contrasting well with her embarrassed red blush. "Alright, Emiko... you're a slut. You're my slut. Say it."

Emiko's blush darkens, and she stutters. "Ohh, I can't! The girls back at school..."

You grind your shaft harder against her slit, rubbing your throbbing head against it. Emiko moans loudly. "Ahhh! I'm your slut! I'm your slut!"

"That's right... now, say you want me to fuck you." You press harder, rubbing your member against her swelling clit. Groaning, she throws her head back, shouting. "Uhh! Fuck me! Please, fuck me!"