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"High score! I did it!" Makoto shouted, stomping a foot down with excitement, giving the gun a flourish and a spin on her finger as she played it cool. "My heart is pounding now. I can't believe how well this went. Even with Ren to stand there and teach me... I've really made progress."
Makoto stood out in the arcade more than a little bit, and she knew as much, but it was with her noisy, excitable outburst that she really drew the attention, thrilled and lit up with delight as she proved herself so capable with the game, delighting in the heart-pounding thrills that came with it. She'd come here without Ren, interested to take another spin at the game and see how well she could do, wanting to improve and sharpen up her instincts. But also, if she was being truthful, to just have fun. To pass a day off with a game she enjoyed more and more as she got into it, exploring the possibilities and relishing in the chance to really lose herself to what she was exploring.
Being absorbed in the game as much as she was just felt right to Makoto. Hours of practice runs and learning her way more and more through the light gun game had given her a triumphant sense that she was able now to play on a level she could never have imagined mere hours earlier. She was getting better, honing up her skills and applying herself to the game with the same work ethic and effort Makoto showed everything else, and once she applied herself with that focus, the rest came naturally.
As Makoto played harder and harder, the pride she showed in her actions and in her success got her all kinds of worked up. She was getting into this, feeling invincible and loftily capable now of facing anything. It was that excitement that caught the interest of the boy every other regular in the arcade knew as The King, who found himself taking an interest in Makoto. A pretty older teen in his arcade, trying her hand at his game and succeeding at getting a high score. A low high score, but one that had her excited. Had her on top of the world. And he was ready now to take advantage of that.
"You play okay," Shinya said, sliding up beside her. "For a girl."
"Excuse me?" Makoto fell for the bait, turning toward him, shoulders testing up as she looked at this elementary school kid suddenly getting rude to her.
"I said you play alright for a girl, but that's it." Shinya smirked, tilting his head and smirking up at Makoto. "Your technique is sloppy. Your aim's all off. I bet I could beat you in a score rush."
Makoto was thrown by the surprise and the weirdness of how rude and forward the boy was. he had a way of hitting at her frustrations, leaving her frustrated and frayed, wanting to lash out against him in turn as he spoke up. "Is that so?' she asked. Tense. Confrontational. "I shouldn't be letting a brat like you talk to me that way, let alone playing a game with him. Didn't your mother ever teach you how to talk to people? Gender has nothing to do with video games, and I'm sure I can beat you, but I don't have any interest in doing so when you're being so crude."
"Sounds like you're afraid you'll be beaten by a kid," he sneers. "You going to go head to head with me, or just keep acting stuck up about it? If you're so sure you'll beat me, put something on the line, too. When I beat you, I wanna be able to take you home and have sex with you."
Nothing about how he was acting, so forceful and crass, was appealing to Makoto at all; she found herself dismayed and full of weirded out disgust. "You're a little young for me, sorry. I don't do anything with elementary school boys, you should try to find a girl your own age, maybe she'll be more impressed with your attitude."
"Oh, sorry. I guess you only date older guys?" Shinya was in a particularly noisy and crass mood, and he saw raw opportunity here.
"You brat!' Makoto didn't think about how she was being played. Just about shutting this unruly child up. "Get the other gun. I'll pay the tokens, just to make you learn your lesson.
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"You're the only one who ever took me up on that offer," Shinya said with a big, wicked grin sitting on the edge of his bed. "And I beat you so hard!"
Makoto shook with frustration as she knelt in front of Shinya, who sat on his bed ready to receive the attention and the treatment he craved, sitting there prepared for her to show off what she was going to do, and Makoto hated every second of what she had signed on for. She was stuck in a position now of having to tend to the demands and the disrespect of an actual child. A child who had disrespected her and then mopped the floor with her. She was embarrassed by the outcome, by the frustration rising inside of her as she hung now in the confused, compromised haze of wondering how to even address this mess
She could have turned away. Could have left. She'd not just accepted her fate, she'd let Shinya bring her back to his house to do the deed, knowing his mom would be at work until late and he could do whatever he wanted to her. Stubborn pride kept Makoto from doing what she should have, and now she weas in a position of owning up to her horrible mistakes. Her word meant nothing, even if keeping it meant sucking off a pre-pubescent arcade punk.
"Let's start with a blowjob," she said, embarrassed and wanting to just get this over with as she got her hands at his pants. She wasn't proud of any of it, but she'd do it, she'd be over with it, and she'd leave forever, and never show her face in this arcade again. That was simply enough. A smooth, easy way to get out of this and never again have to deal with the frustrations upon her. But as she pulled Shinya's pants down, a surprise lay in wait for her. A thick, aching surprise that on his small, young body, looked absolutely insane. Shinya was packing heat, and she found herself dizzy just looking at his cock. It was big, and as she pulled it out she found herself a bit aimless and frustrated by the possibilities, but so full of a desire to reach out and indulge. "Wow," she said. It was a shaky admission of everything she was about to fall deeper into.
"I knew it, it's not supposed to be this big, is it?" Shinya's smile grew.
Makoto was embarrassed enough already, and she was desperate to make this crazy situation slow down. Rather than say anything and let Shinya get away with this, she pushed forward in haste, taking his cock into her mouth and hoping for a chance to suck him down in a fitful, desperate shove deeper into pleasure. She was lit up with so many emotions and clumsy, compromising thoughts, and she didn't need Shinya bragging about the size of his dick or asking her questions about it; she needed him to be quiet and let her suck him off in peace. Shameless, shaky motions back and forth brought on a wild, compromising rush of emotions. Too many to make sense of, and they all plunged her deeper.
Her lips wrapped tight around his girthy cock, and Makoto simply let the rest follow. Sucking off an elementary schooler was not her proudest moment. Not by a long shot. She knew everything about this was ab ad idea, but she honestly, the sheer size of his meaty cock induced within her a mess of compromising emotions she didn't feel she could really pull back from. She felt good, in a weird way, and every continued suck and slurp around his cock offered up just a little bit more to him, working up an impatient groove back and forth along his dick, one that she hoped she'd never have to answer for.
"You look cute down there," Shinya said, staring in awe at this high schooler sucking him off, full of an excitement and a desire that he was completely unable to hold back. "I've never had this much fun winning at games before. This feels great." His cock pulsed and throbbed inside of her mouth, begging for more of her attention as he kept going, savouring the chance to milk this for all it was worth.
Makoto was embarrassed and appalled, stuck in a bizarre position embracing feelings that felt almost too insane to believe, and yet there she was, sinking into the sensations and letting her pleasures go wild. The embrace of bizarre desires got the better of her; she had a big cock in her mouth, begging for focus and attention that she was startled by the deepening haze of. As much as Makoto wanted to be indignant, she found herself sinking deeper. The big cock in her mouth felt so nice to suck on, and the smell of dick just brought on a little extra rush of foggy needs, desires she continued to sink deeper into.
Her answers were just the sloppy, messy indulgences of someone losing herself deeper to the moment, to a heat pushing upon her far more still than she was able to deal with. Every pulsing rush of fever and confusion inside of Makoto demanded she keep going, and the more she sucked, the more she found herself losing ground here, letting the joy of sucking Shinya off get the better of her. Without much input from him at all, she worked herself into the confusion and the heat of letting go. There wasn't much Makoto could do, eyes softening as she sucked deeper, as she gave Shinya his first blowjob, one she found herself committed to making sure he'd never forget.
Shinya had no idea what he was doing or feeling, his needy and fitful pleasures getting the better of him when he didn't expect it to. When Shinya came, it was with a confused gasp of pleasure, blowing his load into her mouth. While his cock was overdeveloped, his cum was a lot more like a boy his age should have been. Thin and runny, its salty flavour muted as she struggled and shivered, swallowing down every drop of his seed with baffled heat and a confusion she wasn't really sure what to make of. It was another step for Makoto, though. Another little push into a pleasure and a heat that had her bizarrely fixated now on this boy's cock and on giving up to all that she felt taking hold within herself.
"That felt amazing." Shinya was so shocked that he hadn't said anything while he came, but now the shaky, confused pulses of desire hit him, left him baffled and shifting about in place as he struggled to make sense of it all. This had been too much. But his cock was still rock hard. He was ready for more. Ready to give up to the pleasure. "Can we do it again?"
Makoto couldn't believe that she was now eager to say yes, but she did so. "Lean back," she said, rising to her feet and grabbing at the hem of her blouse. Makoto really had no idea how she was supposed to deal with any of this, but she felt unstoppable now. Inexhaustible. Ready to act and to indulge as her body began to sway. She started to give a striptease to an elementary student, knowing she was deep in some insane bullshit as she did so, but her body moved without much care or control. She simply began to indulge, stripping slowly out of her clothes and offering up a view now at her body. It felt insane. Racy. She was a high schooler, but still far older enough than him for this to be insane, but for her to also be lit up with so many strange desires and curiosities that she couldn't deny herself.
The pleasure deepened. Down to her bra and panties now, her top and her tights thrown side. Shinya stared at her like she was a sex goddess, the first girl he'd ever seen naked in the flesh, and his cock was ready for her. Aching. "You're so hot," he said, and maybe it was just how foggily aroused Makoto was, but she found herself overwhelmed with joy by the words. She was lit up, tension rising hotter now inside of her as she let this all bring her higher, messier spikes of pleasure. Even just having Shinya stare at her was evoking something potent and compromising, and she wasn't really against this like she should have been.
This all felt a little too good to be true. Every dizzy rush of pleasure dizzily seeking to grab hold of Makoto came on in waves, delirious little spikes of arousal. Her bra came off, showing off her modest breasts but then turning around with a roll of her hips that felt almost comically out of her norm or her comfort zone, but she was ready for it now, proudly flaunting herself where, on any other day, the idea of flaunting herself felt hopelessly removed from sense. Makoto tugged them down as she bent forward, exposing her taut ass and letting Shinya get a long, adoring look at her perfect backside, showing off her body now in ways that felt like utter madness, like a mistake.
But there she was, sinking to her knees, letting Shinya admire the sight of her bare ass and her ready pussy. She was wetter than she wanted to be. Makoto felt unable now to deny that this pleasure as it surged through her was a special trip into madness, and she didn't care now about anything other than giving in to it, no matter how insane it was to let take her by storm. She sank down, presenting herself to him doggy style on his floor, naked on her knees in the room of a child. A room with toys strewn around. A room that only could have been a child's. It all felt too real now to Makoto, but she held strong and endured the embarrassment, prepared to see this insanity through no matter how insane it became.
"Your butt is so big!" Shinya was up off of his bed in wild excitement, rushing forward with his hand firm on his dick, moving forward with a youthful vigor and haste that Makoto hated to admit she actually found rather endearing. She wished she was smarter and better than this, but she absolutely was not, and as Shinya's cock pushed into her ready, waiting pussy, she found herself shakily crying out with a pleasure so fierce and dizzy that she didn't know how to face all of it. She just knew she wanted to let it take her by storm.
Shinya had zero clue what he was doing. His cock sank into Makoto. That had been step one. Any other step felt simply beyond him in his frustration, a state of desire detached from very much else, and he was oddly happy to let those feelings come on with their clumsy and demanding fever, wanting to roll with all the cloying pressures and needs that began to arise, shaky rushes of pure pleasure and earnest heat. "Does this feel good?" he asked, hammering clumsily forward, hopeful he was on the right track and eager to pleasure her.
"It feels amazing," Makoto groaned. And it did. Maybe that was more down to her own inexperience than anything, but a big cock hammering away at her, regardless of any dubious measures of sexual aptitude, awoke within her the compromising swells of heaving desire she needed, pleasures coming faster and rougher on, demanding of her everything. Makoto didn't try to hide how good it felt, a bit drunk on arousal now and wanting to simply open up to every dizzy rush of pleasure and confusion that kept hitting her. She didn't care how wrong this was now, pushing her hips back to meet his wild thrusts and surrendering herself to these senseless, shameless pleasures. Burning thrills surged over Makoto's body harder. Hotter. Faster.
No matter how fucked up this was, Makoto was lit up with so many spirals of pure, throbbing delight that she just didn't care. Back and forth her body heaved, keeping up the shameless pace and falling into a state of delirium and lust too powerful to be able to resist. His thrusts were savage. Animalistic. Shinya had no idea what he was doing, so he just did it as fast as he could, and the ravenous approval he received from Makoto as he pushed her limits only grew more feverish and intense as these needs spiraled hopelessly out of control.
"Sex feels even better than I thought it would," Shinya groaned, a shaky confession further leaving Makoto dizzier as she struggled to make sense of just what she was getting into here, the trouble and the insanity of letting this boy with a huge dick ravage her like this. all seemed a little bit too insane to be true, but she was committed now to every step of this madness, and she found herself committed to falling deeper, to giving in completely and embracing the wild side of this mess.
With his balls smacking against her clit with each push and his hands finding her hips in shaky expressions of greedy, pulsing desire, Makoto was in for a wilder sexual experience than she'd been ready for, unable to imagine how good she could feel as she gave up to it. She knew only that she wanted more, and her body didn't really need to understanding beyond that. She just heaved back and forth, just gave in to the commotion and the fever of letting everything she knew take her deeper. As long as she could enjoy this pleasure, nothing else about it mattered, and she could continue to sink deeper, continue to give-up fully to what now felt like it was getting to be too much to handle.
"If you cum again, I want it to be inside," she whined. It all felt so deceptively, bafflingly easy, a wicked temptation keeping her deep under the spell of this mess, confusion throbbing through her body as everything she felt like it was only getting stronger and hotter. She didn't know how to deal with how good this felt, but she remained certain that she wanted more, no matter how much the steep cost of pride and surrender kept her dizzy. The pleasure was just too good to resist, Makoto's hips moving hastier back and forth, allowing herself to give in deeper, embracing what was now too weird to believe.
And she got to learn very quickly how being cummed inside of by an elementary schooler felt. It was madness, but her shrieking gasps of wild pleasure were absolute bliss, a mad howl and shriek of pure delight, a pleasure coming on hard and leaving her unable to think clearly as another shot of his cum filled her up, flooding into her pussy and leaving her baffled, dizzily struggling to keep track of the pleasures that kept coming on with fire and heat. Her own orgasm followed, a plunge into weird shame and frustration as she came so hard from being fucked by a young boy and his big cock, unable to deal with just how intense these feelings were and how they took the form of such ravenous desire, but she was happy to let them run through her veins anyway, to give up fully to the careless thrill and let it all go.
Her moans were loud and feverish, a confident rush of too many emotions, of needs and desires that she was happy to lose control to so strongly. Makoto was an absolute wreck giving in like this, but she was happy to. Her orgasm was wild, needy, so helpless and frustrated that she couldn't help it all, but she knew she was right where she wanted to be. "So good," Makoto whined, in a state of shaky, hungry need that left her head spinning as she turned around to look at him. "You did great, Shinya."
She watched him pull out, watched his still-aching, still-hard cock ready for more. It was almost too good to be true. "I can't believe how good that feels," he groaned. "Sex is great! Did you like that?"
"Y-yeah. I came, that was..." Makoto whined, fingers tightening up against the floor as she looked at his cock again.
"You did? Is that why you were so loud?"
That sort of clumsiness was a reminder that she was fucking a child. Just a boy. It didn't bother her like it should have, no matter how out of sense this was. Makoto felt like she just had to accept that newfound desires and intense perversions were simply fueling her now, and that her only way forward was to keep giving in. "Yes," she explained. "I'll be a bit clearer next time, if you'd like."
"Next time!" The excitement in his voice was overwhelming as he pushed forward for another round. IN his haste, Shinya didn't take hold of his cock again, just shoving his hips forward with a readiness that was exciting right up he pushed into something a whole lot tighter than he was expecting. "Woah, I'm in your ass right now?"
Makoto let out wild shrieks as Shinya's cock claimed her backdoor. Such a vicious and wild slam forward shook her to her core, made her whole body clench up as shrieking panic ensued. She was in no way ready for the sensation of his cock forcing its way into her deep, and she should have tried to calm this down, but she didn't care now. "Just go for it. Anal sex is a thing people do, and I want you to make me cum even harder this time."
Shinya really was about to pull out, but if Makoto wanted it, he'd let it happen. With merciless thrusts back and forth, he rolled with the insane idea, not really sure what he was up to or that it really was anything people did. He didn't really care, though; Makoto had gone from stubbornly along for this to begging him to keep going, and he was happy to show this hot dig whatever she wanted, gripping her hips tighter as he pounded forward. "You've been really great. Thanks for taking my virginity."
"Thanks for making me feel so good," she replied. Her head swayed about, almost as dizzy from how much Shinya was starting to act decent toward her as she was from the intoxicating thrill of getting ravaged senseless. Her body struggled under these feelings, under so many more desires than she could reasonably handle, and to let herself go was pure satisfaction. Every throbbing second of pure desire kept driving her deeper in, as Shinya's cock pushed deeper into her ass, as she explored the wild, unchained desire that took her by storm. She didn't care about restraint another moment longer, simply falling into a state of deepening frenzy, moaning in loud swells of delight for the chance to give in, to let the pleasure build and ache as it took her.
With the thrusts into her ass shaking her to her very core, Makoto found herself unable to stop. Even slowing down felt like it wouldn't work, her body heaving back and forth, giving in to the sensation and the fever of getting fucked rougher and greedier. All the youthful energy that kept Shinya fucking her in rounds back to back, paired with the wild joy of having his big cock inside of her, made for a perfect storm of desires that had Makoto moaning with wanton swells of all the indecent joy she never would have imagined let fly with such vigor at any moment before now. Makoto had never before felt so her sexual desires running this rampant, but she was happy to moan through this mess and give in to it fully, committing without sense, restraint, or care.
Shinya's thrusts weren't getting any gentler with Makoto, but he was getting a whole lot more worked up, feverish and needy and losing himself to cloying desires to grand that he couldn't deal with all of it a moment longer. Moaning with wanton joy and confident nobody else would hear her indecency, Makoto continued to sink deeper into the ruinous joy of getting ravaged, the thrills of all this raw, wild sex, even with a boy, was getting to her, and she didn't want it to stop.
But it had to, and Shinya was still young and inexperienced, fumbling his way through the moment and giving in to another rush of pleasure. He let out another gasp, cumming harder again, and this time, Makoto cried out that she was cumming, meeting this dizzy rush of pleasures and desires she was stuck trying to deal with. Her body heaved back and forth, thrashing through another wonderful orgasm, another chance to give up fully, craving these desires and simply not caring about holding back. Restraint was overrated.
Shinya pulled back again from Makoto's ass, and finally, she watched his cock begin to soften as she looked over her shoulder at him. She was fine with that, though. A little ragged, herself, smiling at him. "Enjoy your victory?" she asked, cooing in sweet, shaky swells of desire and relief.
"I'm sorry I was meant to you," he confessed. With his balls drained he had a clearer head, and Makoto had gone so far for this that he would have felt bad keeping it up. "I just wanted to get into your head and make you bet. Girls aren't worse at video games than guys, and you're really good at the game for someone who's still learning."
"That's sweet," Makoto said. "Makes me feel better about having sex with an elementary school student, I guess." She turned around and crawled over to him, planting a sweet kiss on his cheek and accepting that she was a weird pervert who'd taken a liking to this hung little boy.
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The buzz and ring of the game played out in a loud, muddled mess that combined with every other chirping arcade cabinet, but Makoto's focus was precise. She shot deftly, standing with precise shooting posture, which wasn't necessary without any recoil to worry about, but she wanted to keep good practice, using the light gun game as target practice and firing away readily. Taking the game seriously had her scores climbing steadily up the leaderboards, and each successive round felt better than the last.
People watched here and there. Makoto’s firm shooting stance and cold precision certainly drew some attention, but only one person's interest really caught her eye; that was when Shinya slipped up around her. With a lick of her lips and a cock of her hip, she said, "Surprised to see you here again. I've been sharpening up my skills, and I'm wondering if you want to make another bet."