Shooting for a high-score...

Hannah, the arcade attendant blinks then shakes her head as if trying to clear it. For a moment she looks as though she was trying to remember what she was doing then goes back to reading her magazine with no memory of even speaking with you.

You wander up the Elvira pinball machine and smile at the picture at the Mistress of Darkness reclining on a table; showing off a lot of tit and thigh in her slinky black dress. That picture had attracted you to this game when you were younger and the amount of time you wasted playing it makes you pretty sure you can beat a million points again today and claim your prize from that busty young kiosk girl.

Slipping a few of the shiny tokens into the machines slot and hitting the flashing red ‘Go’ button gets you underway. You send the first ball ricocheting around the playfield to an accompaniment of electronic blips and flashing lights as you hammer the flipper buttons madly to keep the ball in play.

Your skills must be a bit rusty because you lose the first ball before reaching one hundred thousand points but you can feel it all coming back to you as you send off the second ball, it’s just like riding a bike.

As you near two hundred thousand points you see Hannah closing the door of the prize kiosk and wandering over to watch your game over your shoulder. You glance at her quickly, not wanting to get too distracted yet.

Her long dark curls frame her pale heart-shaped face and the water-parks skimpy uniform looks tight on her fuller figure. Her limbs are fleshy but not fat, her hips and ass stretch out the little yellow hot pants nicely but her waist is still small. The little midriff the uniform shows off isn’t exactly flat but there’s no bulging belly either. You conclude that she’s still carrying a little baby fat rather than flab and her body is a tempting combination of soft bulging curves and firm lines.

“Hmmm, you’re not too bad at this.” She says quietly leaning over your shoulder and letting you catch a whiff of her scent. “Going for a high-score?”

“I’m aiming for a little more than that…” you mutter refocusing your concentration on the game.

You rocket the shining pinball up a sideline and drop it amongst the top bumpers earning yourself a score multiplier and passing three hundred thousand points at the same time. Hannah laughs in delight and lays a hand softly on your shoulder, making you smile in anticipation.

Scared Stiffs main feature was a lit-up scale in the centre of the play-zone called the ‘Stiff-o-Meter’ and by winning mini-games the player could climb through the six levels of this meter with names like ‘The Monsters Lab’ and ‘The Stiff in the Coffin’. You hit the third level on the meter and passed half a million points earning yourself a free ball.

“You know, I never liked pinball before but this game is kinda cool.’ Remarks Hannah softly in your ear, “Do you think you can max out the Stiff-o-Meter?”

She has leaned herself gently into your back now and you can feel her big soft tits pressing up against you. Her hands have wandered teasingly down your sides to rest comfortably on your waist and her breathing has quickened a little with excitement.

“Maybe…” you say with a smirk, “…but the real question is can you max out my Stiff-o-Meter.”

She giggles like a naughty school-girl and doesn’t take her hands off of you. She remains pressed up against you in thoughtful silence as you try to beat the next mini-game and reach the fourth level of the meter.

You begin to get lost in the game, finding your zone and it isn’t until you pass seven hundred thousand points that you are snapped back to reality. It happens when Hannah’s hands slip down over your waist and begin working at the top button on your pants…

You almost lose the second ball when she unexpectedly drops your shorts and frees your cock right into the palm of her warm soft hands. You manage to recover the slip-up but almost lose the ball again when she begins to caress some iron into your pole.

“God, I’m feeling so fucking hot for you right now.” She whispers breathily, pressing into your back harder and working her hands faster, “This might sound weird but I think it might have something to do with that pinball machine!”

Your eyes widen a little as her hands deftly stroke at your shaft, her long dark finger nails gently tickling its sensitive underside and making you twitch but you somehow manage to keep the game going. The busty little attendant almost groans in need as you rocket past eight hundred thousand points and slides one of her hands up under your t-shirts to caress your chest.

“Jesus.” You moan as her attentions became more passionate, at this rate beating a million points was going to be difficult!

You manage to light up a row of markers and Hannah lets out an ecstatic gasp as you get a multi-ball bonus and two more balls drop onto the play-zone in the pinball machine. The flashing lights, beeps, clanks and programmed music fill your world along with the heat and smell of the hotty wrapped around your waist jerking you off.

You set all three balls bouncing around the play-zone madly and your score climbs rapidly towards your prized one million point goal. You have hit the fifth level of the Stiff-o-Meter little animated boogie-men dance their way across the games little digital display. You try desperately to maintain your focus and reach your goal but it’s not easy…

Your cock feels like it would shatter the Stiff-o-Meter with its iron hardness and it pulses hungrily under Hannah’s ardent working hands. Her breath is just ragged panting in your ear and she buries her head into the back of your shoulder to stifle a small cry of need as you pass nine hundred and fifty thousand points.

You can feel perspiration on your face, both from concentration and from the burning desire to fuck this young video arcade slut and you dash it from your eyes quickly, not wanting to end your hot streak or lose your ball.

You catch you ball on the paddle and tap it up towards the last unlit target on the left side of the play-zone, the last target you need to win your way to the top of the Stiff-o-Meter. The whole machine lights up as it hits home and begins playing the victory tune ‘The Boogie-man Boogie’ pushing your score well past one million points and earning you a massive 5x score multiplier.

“Oh fuck!” cries Hannah in a voice filled with **** need, “I can’t take it anymore… Please fuck me, FUCK ME NOW!!”