Whack-a-mole

Florence walked into the arcade, feeling her grown tits jiggle as she walked around. Inside the arcade, plenty of people were playing different games. She could see some girls playing a racing game and she was almost certain that each of them had a dildo in their pussies, which vibrated stronger and stronger as they raced along the tracks.

At some point, one of them screamed as she had a powerful orgasm from winning the race, while the other girl looked a little bit sad.

Then Florence turned her head and spotted two muscular black guys, who were standing next to a whack-a-mole game.

"Hi," she said as she walked over, her pussy on fire. She struggled a bit to think straight, as for a moment she even imagined one of them bending her over right there and taking her from behind. But she tried to push the thought away and go with a bit of flirting. "You playing?"

"We?" one of the guys said. "No, just relaxing a bit. We work here and have a shift in a couple of minutes. Nice tattoo you have there by the way."

"And I like your nipple piercings," the other added with a smirk.

"Oh," Florence said and blushed. "Any games you can recommend?"

"The whack-a-mole is cool. Some say you always win."

"What do you mean?"

"Why not try out?" the man said and took a step to the side. Florence noticed that there was a small chair for the player to sit down.

"Maybe I can get a high score," she said as she took place.

"Ha, that would be cool to see," the first guy said. "But gonna be hard."

The game started and as the first mole appeared, Florence had no trouble hitting it. At the same moment she made a surprised sound as she felt something push into her pussy. It took her a moment that it was a vibrator. With every mole she hit, the vibrator moved around, getting more and more intense. She quickly realized why it was so hard to get a high score, as she couldn't stop thinking about sex and about the two guys. Then she missed a mole and shrieked as another vibrator was shoved into her ass, giving her a rather unfamiliar pleasure.

"Oh fuck me," she mumbled as she tried to hit the moles. Finally, she had a powerful orgasm and just collapsed forward onto the machine.

By the time she had calmed down and could think straight again, she realized that the two guys had left already. "Fuck," she mumbled and got off the chair, looking around to what to do next.