Japanese NPC Waitress Pussy Takeout Fuck (2)

I was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠scouting a spot to fuck the waitress NPC, Chiho, when I spotted something and grinned.

Perfect timing—a lively event was unfolding right there.

Waka-waka-waka.

"Hello! This is NHB News…."

"Ho ho."

News, huh? This could be pretty entertaining.

'Of course, as is, it'd just be some boring news fluff….'

With Admin Privileges, I'd tweaked the settings already. Should be good to go now.

I plopped down on a bench right next to the announcer, bold as brass, and laid Chiho across my lap—she'd been tucked under my arm.

Then I started unwrapping her like a burger wrapper.

Srrrrk.

"Tsuru tsun tsun tsun, tsun tsun tsurun tsun~."

Humming a tune from those cooking shorts, I peeled off her skirt first.

Her soft thighs came into view, and I yanked down her warm panties with a snap.

I gave her ass a few squeezes to check the texture. Mmm, prime condition.

Except for that bushy pussy hair, anyway.

"Whoa…."

'That's a jungle.'

For once in this modern Japanese setting, such a pretty girl was a virgin? Guess she never bothered with grooming down there.

A quick setting tweak, and the thick bush vanished clean.

Chiho, now doomed to a lifetime of hairless pussy, stayed expressionless as ever.

She didn't even glance at her newly bald mound. Even when I reached for her top.

"Alright, midriff open~."

I yanked up her red uniform top.

Her hat fell limply to the ground, and her bra got shoved up, nipples peeking out.

I considered leaving the bra like that for fun, but… fresh-off-the-boobs bra funk? Can't resist.

Sniiiiif.

"Ooh, that boob scent hits hard."

Probably 'cause it was hugging virgin tits just moments ago—the aroma was on point.

'Damn, my dick's rock hard now.'

"Let's see…."

I tossed the bra aside on the bench and rubbed my hands.

Just off work, energy levels high—I wanted to slam in right away.

But today's goal was shooting some prime AV footage.

Vanilla sex wouldn't cut it for raking in cash on OnlyFans.

I needed a hotter setup.

And the tool for that setup was…

Pop.

"Hello~ NHB News! Mind a quick interview?"

"Oh."

Speak of the devil, and here she comes. Perfect timing.

Cameras too—three of 'em, no less.

"We won't show your face…."

"No prob. Let's do the interview."

"Really!? Thank you, thank you so much!!"

She bowed eagerly at my okay.

The cameraman knelt nearby in relief.

The announcer scooted right up beside me, thrusting the mic forward.

"First off, what're you eating?"

"Takeout Sasaki Chiho."

"Today's gourmet pick: Sasaki Chiho! Could you describe the menu in detail for our viewers?"

"Dunno yet—I've only groped the tits, haven't eaten the pussy."

"The gourmet says it's a first for him too! This is getting tense~!"

Smooth flow on the surface.

But with a naked chick in my arms? Wonder how that gap plays on camera.

The big spenders on OnlyFans would eat it up.

Already hyped.

"Mind if I eat while we chat?"

"Of course! So, the gourmet's first bite of Sasaki Chiho's pussy—what's the verdict~!!"

Her eyes sparkled, gesturing like hurry up and fuck it, give us the review.

I stripped off my gear in a flash, buck naked.

"…Whoa? The gourmet's suddenly stripping! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠What's going on!!"

"Enjoying Sasaki Chiho your way."

"Here it comes~!! Gourmet wisdom!!"

Even with my cock in frame, she hypes it up Japanese variety-style.

Yeah, relay it with that pretty face—me fucking the waitress live on air.

"Excuse me then."

I stood Chiho up, hoisted one thigh, grabbed a tit to steady her.

Squish—raw virgin tit flesh yielding to my grip.

Normal girl would've teared up in pain.

But Chiho? Just a 1300-yen takeout menu.

Pro-level blank face intact—even as my dick punched through her hymen straight to the womb.

"……."

"O-oh!!! That's the taste!!!"

Her face stayed deadpan, but her pussy? Honest as hell.

V-card shredded. Sealed virgin pussy? Gone—now just another used one.

Wah wah.

Gushing bloody juices like it's crying, yet clamping tight.

Excellent. Top-tier.

"Does Sasaki Chiho's pussy suit the gourmet's palate~!"

"Fucking perfect!!"

I spewed nonsense like a madman after.

This pussy's a gem. Tight grip, plenty of juice.

"These seductive tits are insanely soft—groping 'em while pounding amps the contrast!"

"Whoa, whoaaa!! Our gourmet today is… uh, super expressive!!"

She eyed my raging boner with a flicker of shock, but…

She doesn't get it—that reaction's just more spice cranking the kink.

"O-oh! Viewers' chat's heating up too!!"

But soon she was pumped, voice rising.

Ratings must be spiking…

Pause.

"…Chat?"

Wait, sounded like internet streaming for a sec. Nah, imagination.

"Yeah, we're trialing Nutyube Live alongside! Check it!"

She shoved her phone at me.

I glanced at the screen.

What I saw was quite the spectacle.

"……."

"Oof."

Seeing myself on actual Nutyube Live hits different.

I get the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thrill of 'wish I was on TV' now.

Chiho—suddenly live-deflowered nationwide—probably begs to differ, but whatever.

Chat was lit—thanks to me devouring Chiho so tasty-like.

Feels kinda proud.

'Good they asked about price.'

"By the way, announcer, guess how much?"

I squeezed her tits hard, chatting her up.

Squelch-squelch—my dick churning her ex-virgin pussy provided the BGM.

"Huh? Uh, Tokyo prices… 1500 yen?"

"Pussy-tits combo's just 1200 yen—Sasaki Chiho set's 1300! Unlimited fucking included!"

"Such a deal! Pussy this quality for ramen prices…."

I ignored her, pounding away.

Soon she faced the camera, rambling solo.

Like clarifying: no ad, no actors.

My blunt lines earlier probably sparked it, but…

'Not my problem.'

Manipulation scandals? NPC drama—who cares.

I just fuck tasty, sell the vid, profit.

Dunno if it'll sell big, but anyway.

'Time to ramp it up.'

"Urgh!!!"

I pistoned faster, hellbent on wrecking her clamping pussy.

My fantasy-boosted stats? Overkill for a normie waitress.

"……."

But she showed nothing.

Glans mashing her deepest spot, belly bulging cock-shaped… still blank.

She's just takeout pussy now—no reactions.

Food doesn't talk, after all.

"Here… oh! The gourmet's accelerating! That mighty cock slamming Sasaki Chiho's pussy—got me drooling too~."

Her hype fills the silence perfectly.

Gonna cum soon.

'No need to hold back, right?'

Pussy everywhere.

Plus, rare modern setting—don't wanna obsess over one first-timer.

And above all…

'Porn marathons with one girl bore me after hours.'

Especially since I'm selling this.

I surged toward climax.

"Gonna cum…!!"

"Ooh! Gourmet seems satisfied—last thrust into Sasaki Chiho…!?"

"Dumping a huge load!!!"

Like bursting a dam, I flooded her with thick cum.

"Ikuuujoo!!!!"

"……."

She stayed blank, but

"There it is~!! True enjoyment means creampie!!!"

"Ngh… her pussy's squeezing like mad!!"

Clamping down on the incoming load—pro pussy through and through.

"Savoring even the final creampie! Amazing!!"

"Yeah, uh. Sure."

Her pro vibe's dizzying, but whatever.

I popped out post-nut.

Cum glurped out; her pussy winked, trying to hold it—hot as fuck.

Then… I ditched her.

Quick tweak, and

'Trash bin? Eh, make one.'

A subtle blue bin shimmered into existence with static noise.

I scooped Chiho and jammed her in.

"……."

'Sorry—needed that dramatic finish.'

Ass sticking out the bin looked pitiful, but NPC, so…

"Meal over! That was Sasaki Chiho's pussy from Asakusa!!"

"……."

Even zoomed in on that finale—kinda sad, even for an NPC.

Oh well. Stay strong.

A bit later.

"Haa… if you don't wanna get slapped, fuck off now."

"Ooh, straight to casual?"