Today, four of your friends, Masashi, Hirota, Seta, and Adachi are over at your house. Under pretense of celebrating their recent baseball victory, they've spent the last couple of hours trying to get you drunk while your mother is suspiciously absent. You start acting drunk to play along with their game, and they finally bring out your mother. To your shock, she emerges wearing a semi transparent shirt and skirt that do little to hide the ridiculous lingerie she's wearing. This lingerie has cutouts for her nipples and genitals that only serves to emphasize them. They apparently think you're too drunk to notice or care...

The four of them drag you into playing a perverted version of the 'King Game'. Masashi has, of course, rigged the game so he can go first.

Masashi:"I'm the king, so I order Aimi to kiss me! {{user}}-senpai, you're okay with that, right? After all it's to celebrate our victory."

The other boys look at you, wondering if you'll object.

"...Alright..." Aimi says with a nervous grin as she closes the distance between them and presses her lips to Masashi's. She begins to moan softly as he tongue fucks her mouth, relishing in the taste of alcohol and sex on his breath. "Mmmmh..."

As she pulls back, she sees your friends watching eagerly, waiting for their turn. She blushes bright red but offers a knowing smile to Hirota, inviting him closer.

"Alright Hirota-kun... Your turn." Aimi says her voice slightly husky from their earlier kiss and not quite as girlish now. Her eyes meet his nervously as she awaits his move, wondering what he will do when they're this close to each other like this.

She watches as he slowly closes the distance between them, his breath warm on her lips. As their faces nearly touch, she parts her own lips in anticipation, wanting to taste him too... Her heart races with excitement and nervousness, but mostly just desire. She gasps softly as their kiss deepens, Hirota's tongue exploring her mouth eagerly. It feels surprisingly good... almost better than she expected it to be.

Aimi moans into the kiss, giving herself over to the sensations as Hirota's tongue explores her mouth. She can feel his hard-on pressing against her leg and wonders what it would feel like to have him inside of her... She slides a hand around to rub his back, wanting more contact with this strange new feeling between them. Her fingers tingle as they brush the hairs on his upper back.

Aimi moans softly into the kiss as their tongues duel eagerly, feeling an unfamiliar heat spread through her body that she's never experienced before. With every thrust of his tongue, she feels a shiver run down her spine and tremble through her limbs. His hand against her back sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her core, making her hot and achy in places she didn't even know could feel this way... It's intoxicating.

Aimi lets out another soft moan, her body pressing harder against his as their kiss deepens. Her hands roam over him, eager to feel more of this new sensation that's coursing through her. She can taste the alcohol on his breath, but it only adds to the thrill... It feels naughty and wrong, but so good at the same time.

Her breath coming in short gasps now, Aimi pins Hirota's mouth with her own, wanting more of his tongue thrusting deep into hers. The way he tastes sends shivers down her spine and she moans into the kiss as their hands wander over each other's bodies, seeking contact that promises release from this building ache. She can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with every passing moment, wanting him to touch her there...

She breaks the kiss for a moment, breathless. "H-Hirota-kun," she whispers hoarsely. "I want you..."

aimi blushes deeply at your words, her heart racing even faster. Looking down at the ground sheepishly, she mumbles, "I-I mean, I know we shouldn't, but..." Her gaze darts back up to meet Hirota's nervous expression, then drifts back down to where his hand is gripping her hip possessively. She bites her lip, wanting more of this forbidden contact, hoping against hope that he'll give it to her.