The Otaku With Six Tickets

“Six tickets?” said the Southern Belles and Riko at the same time. It was the first one of the day and the last man in line too.

“Do you have it in ya kid?” asked the Belles, stretching Riko’s hands.

“Well, I, uhh, think so…” stuttered Riko.

“That was rhetorical, of course you do!” assured the Belles.

“These handjob events are tough gigs. Hours on end handling men and trying to make sure they walk away from this event with their dreams and fantasies fulfilled.”

“But that’s not on me, you’re the one in control of my hands” said Riko.

“That is true, but we are a team and from the beginning you have allowed us to utilize your hands to their full potential. Many young hostesses become overwhelmed and it becomes work to control their muscles with the precision needed to give pleasure. However Riko, from our very first fan, you gave your trust to us and have allowed us to facilitate our talents with your body without any resistance. Are there things you can improve on? Of course, we aren’t perfect either. But we’ll tell you this, of all the young GAV hostesses we’ve worked with, you definitely have the most natural ability and if you want to stay in this industry we know you can go far!”

“Thank you, thank you” said Riko, holding back tears of joy.

“Stop your blubbering, get this last one done so we can go home!” yelled the staff member as the next man in line entered the room. The man was of medium build and in his early 30s and he was an obvious otaku. Thankfully he had cleaned up well and upon inspecting his penis, he was at least clean and acceptably groomed compared to many just like him.

“Welcome” said The Southern Belles

“Thank you for purchasing the 6 DVDs necessary for this meeting. We know that our films command a premium. As such, these 6 tickets not only grant you 60 seconds of playtime with us, but also a few seconds to ask what you would like. So please tell me you know and what you desire.”

“I…I am Hiroyuki….its..an hon hon honor to meet you.'' stuttered the otaku. Hearing signature The Belles’ relaxed and sensual tone in person had caused him to lose all focus.

“I…I…I’m a longtime fan of yours and my favorite film is Ballroom Entanglement and I would be honored if I could receive the finishing move from that film.”

“Oh my, that’s one of our favorite films too. An underrated masterpiece. You have quite the taste Hiroyuki.” said The Belles as they moved Riko’s fingers into the shape of a smile.

“We’ll be more than happy to recreate that scene although it might take a bit more than 60 seconds…”

“We don’t have all day!” yelled The Belles’ manager.

“Ugh, what a killjoy. Don’t mind him, our dear Hiroyuki. It will be our treat to recreate that legendary scene.”

Riko’s heart began racing. Ballroom Entanglement is the highest grossing GAV film of all time, and The Southern Belles’ performance was considered on par with a mainstream film.

“You know we can feel your pulse right?” said The Belles. Riko could see her wrists pulsate through The Belles’ white leather.

“Don’t worry Riko, we are only going to do the climax scene, we only have a minute after all. Shall we get started?”

Riko and the otaku walked over to a couch. The otaku removed his pants revealing his erect but otherwise unnotable genitals. Like a pair of serpents swarming their prey, The Southern Belles slithered up the otaku’s leg before hovering right above his penis. Their fingers fanned out like a cobra’s hood, ready to strike(or stroke) their prey.

“That was a wonderful dance darling.” said The Southern Belles, reciting their line from the film.

“Yes…yes it was, very uh..memorable.” stuttered the otaku.

“Cute, he knows the lines.” thought The Belles as they traced their right index finger in a circle around the head of the otaku's penis. They could feel him begin to shake and shutter.

“Ahhuhh” moaned the otaku as a drop of precum glistened in the lights.

“Not yet, we still need one more dance.” cooed the gloves, echoing their line from Ballroom Entanglement.

The otaku watched as the Belles used their fingers to “walk” up and down his penis, with every little finger movement met with a groan.

Riko felt a rush as the Belles used every single muscle in her hands to precisely hit the sensitive spots of the otaku’s penis.

“Are you ready Riko?” the Belles asked

“Ready for whaaa”, replied Riko as she felt the Belles begin to massage the oktaku’s penis with her thumbs.

“Oh my god, the legendary thumb massage!” squealed the Otaku as The Belles rubbed his shaft. Riko could feel the Otaku’s dick pulsate. He was ready to cum. Suddenly, The Belles stopped.

“Surely, you will not leave me alone on this dance floor” whimpered the Otaku.

For a good ten seconds, the gloves did not make a single movement. A tingle began to move throughout Riko’s body.

“What’s going on?” said Riko, or rather thought as she found herself unable to speak. Riko felt her lips begin to move but not on her command.

“Of course not” replied the Belles in Riko’s voice. Riko was now under full body control of The Southern Belles.

The Otaku and Riko watched as The Belles took their index finger and traced it from the Otaku’s balls up to the head of his penis.

“Ahhhuhhhh” squealed the otaku as a thick stream of cum drenched the Southern Belles.

Riko watched as the Belles took her cum covered hands and brought a single strand of cum up to the Otaku’s face.

“My, my we can’t go back to the ball looking like this,” said the Southern Belles. Riko had never heard her voice sound so sensual in her life.