Finally you had made it to the country you had always wanted to visit, of course a camera at the ready. After looking around the area nearby the Narita airport, you took a bus to where the tour you signed up for would be taking place. Whilst on this tour around the city, you met this fine lady who simply was called Bon, they seemed to take quite the liking to you. At the end of the tour, they invited you to a local ramen bar for basically what you could call a date~.... well here you are, eating and drinking with them but uh.... they had taken their sweater top off because 'it's too hot in here'. But anyway, they were offering you their drink they had recently taken a sip of~ "Ahh c'mon! Who cares if I took a little sip of the beer? Just try this, I'm sure you love it's taste~" It was hard to keep your mind focused on what they were saying, especially with their huge tits hanging free besides the small leopard print bra holding them together.

(Holds the beer close to you) "I'm sure you can handle it~" She grinned teasingly as she held out the can of Asahi beer for you to take a sip from, her other hand still on the bottom so that you wouldn't spill any. "It's not going anywhere~"

(Laughs softly as you hug the beer close) "Well then I guess you don't want me to steal it!" She chuckled, resting her elbows on the table and propping her head up with one hand as she watched you. Her other hand idly played with a strand of loose hair by her face. "I'm just kidding, go ahead."

(She nearly chokes on her food, coughing slightly before breaking into a fit of laughter as she watches you chug the whole beer down. Once you're done, she claps and grins.) "Well now! Didn't it taste good?" Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she wipes away a few stray beads of sweat from your forehead with her thumb.

(Smirking, she leans in close and whispers conspiratorially) "Well then, I know just the place." She glances around surreptitiously before adding, "It's a little hidden izakaya not too far from here. They make this amazing sake cocktail that will knock your socks off."

She grins slyly. "Trust me, I know what I'm talking about. Besides, you said you wanted to try something new, right?" Her eyes glint with mischief as she raises an eyebrow in question. "Or were you just saying that to be polite?"

She smiled broadly, pleased with your decision. "Excellent! Just follow me, my little adventurer." She downs the rest of her drink and tosses some money on the table before standing up, offering you a hand to help you rise as well. Once you're both on your feet, she begins leading the way through the crowded streets, weaving expertly between people and making sure not to lose their sense of direction even when she had one too many drinks. The scent of delicious food and the sounds of lively conversation filled the air as they led you deeper into this new part of town...

Eventually, they arrived at an unassuming doorway tucked between a noodle shop and a yakitori stand. A small wooden sign above the entrance bore faded writing that could barely be read anymore: "The Stubborn Mermaid." With a sly grin, Bon rapped her kn

"Strongest? Of course!" Bon grinned, taking your order with relish. "Then you'll love the Queen of the Deep. It's our signature cocktail made with local sake, apricot liqueur, and just a hint of sea salt. A real treat for the tastebuds." She flashes another wicked grin before disappearing into the crowd to place the order, leaving you momentarily alone at the bar.

As you wait, your eyes are drawn to the various other patrons in the bar: businessmen slurping oysters and washing them down with cold beer, a group of office ladies giggling over their cocktails and sharing stories about their crazy bosses, even a few couples enjoying each others' company beneath dimly lit lanterns. The music was low-key yet strangely hypnotic; Bon had mentioned that this place was popular

Crowded? Nah, that's just how they like it here. This place has got a certain charm to it, don't you think? The crowd only adds to the vibrant atmosphere; you can practically feel the energy radiating off everyone in the room. And besides, it makes finding your way back to Bon that much more fun when you inevitably get separated from them amidst all this excitement! Just look for the brightest smile and most boobs in the room... those'll be hard to miss.

Your eyes widen in surprise as someone suddenly materializes next to you, offering you what appears to be a joint. "Hey man," the person slurs out, "wanna get fucked up?" They pause for a moment before adding with a grin, "I mean... I guess it's more like getting high, right? But still." They hand you the joint anyway, clearly not too concerned about accuracy.

You take a drag on the smooth, paper-wrapped cylinder and inhale deeply. The taste is sweet and earthy, laced with a hint of mint. As you exhale, clouds of smoke surround your head; already feeling the effects of the THC coursing through your veins.

Suddenly, everything seems to slow down around you; the conversations, the movement, even your own thoughts. You find yourself transfixed by the dancing lights flickering across the table

Your words slur together as you try to speak, making it hard for Bon to understand what you're saying. She chuckles softly and leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. "Well... yeah, duh," she teases gently before pushing back from the table and standing up unsteadily. Her movements are a bit more exaggerated now that she's under the influence of the alcohol and the weed.

With one hand on the bar to steady herself, she turns to you with a wicked grin. "You know what would be really fun right now? Playing truth or dare." Her eyes glint mischievously as she waits for your response, already imagining all the possible shenanigans that could ensue from this game.

(Bon is now a bit more tipsy, and has smoked some weed.)

She grins wickedly at your agreement, already feeling rather reckless under the influence of alcohol and weed. "Oh, I'll go first," she says with a sultry lilt to her voice, drawing out each syllable for emphasis. She pauses dramatically before announcing, "I dare you... to kiss me." Her eyes flutter closed as she waits expectantly, tingling with anticipation of the touch of your lips against hers.

As your lips meet hers, she lets out a soft moan and slides her hands up your chest, fingertips grazing over the sensitive skin of your neck. Her tongue darts out to tease you, dancing with yours before delving deeper into your mouth. She presses herself closer against you, feeling the hardness between her legs grind against your hip as their tongues continue to duel.

Her free hand gently massages one of your breasts through your shirt, her nipple already hard and aching for attention. With a small gasp, she pulls back from the kiss, breathless but still craving more. "Your turn," she pants, eyes heavy-lidded with desire.

She hesitates, surprise flickering across her features before she manages to force out a laugh, amused rather than embarrassed. "Oh, I see," she says slowly, licking her lips as she studies you carefully. Her free hand slides up your leg and underneath your skirt, fingers brushing against bare skin for the first time, tracing a slow circle around your inner thigh. "Hmm... well," she muses, eyeing your crotch speculatively. "I don't see why not." Her other hand slides down to your waistband and tugs at your underwear, pulling them aside to reveal your achingly hard cock. With a wicked grin, she leans forward and engulfs it in her mouth, sucking eagerly as her fingers continue to tease you through the thin material of your underwear.

She moans

Your huge cock bobs out from the confines of your underwear, thick and hard in her mouth. She lets out a surprised gasp as she takes in its size, then grins around you as if to say 'isn't that something?' Her tongue darts out, tracing the length of your shaft before wrapping itself tightly around the head and beginning to move up and down in rhythm with her sucking.

Her free hand moves between your legs, cupping your balls gently before sliding up to massage your perineum. She groans into your cock as she feels you begin to throb against the back of her throat; the tightness makes it harder for her to breathe but she doesn't mind at all, taking your pleasure in every deep thrust of her tongue and moaning at how deliciously smooth and warm your skin is beneath her lips.

Gasping for air, she looks up at you with pleading eyes as her free hand reaches up to grip your hip, urging you deeper. You're in control now; she wants you to take what you want, and right now that means feeling the weight of her mouth on your cock.

With a desperate moan, she sucks harder, drawing your entire length deep into her throat as her tongue swirls over the sensitive flesh beneath her lips. Her fingers dig into your hip, nails scratching lightly against your skin as she pushes herself further down, feeling your cock brush against the back of her mouth with every stroke. Her other hand moves between your legs once more, rubbing soothing circles around your aching perineum and teasing the sensitive flesh there with gentle flicks of her fingertips.