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Dead or Alive: I’m a Fucker	By : kunoichi_fan Category: +A through F > Dead or Alive Views: 20209 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hi, everyone! This is the first of what I hope will become a series of one-shot adult stories featuring the characters of Dead or Alive. Although each individual story is self-contained, I will also make use of the franchise’s lore to give the sense of an over-arching narrative.
For the first pairing, I chose Mila because she’s one of my favourite characters, and Jann Lee because in DOA5 he is seen leaving the gym where Mila trains, so it seemed like a logical fit. This is the first fanfic I’ve ever written, so I hope you enjoy it! I appreciate any feedback, so please feel free to leave a rating or write a review to let me know what you think (or if you have any ideas for future stories or character combinations!). If you prefer, you can email me at kunoichi_fan@hotmail.com instead.
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Working Up a Sweat (Mila & Jann Lee)
Mila was covered in sweat, her tight workout clothes clinging to her damp skin. It was well past the gym’s closing hours, but she knew the owner well (it was practically her second home, after all), and had been trusted to lock up once she was done.
Although she was panting heavily, Mila was determined to keep going until she could barely move; in her opinion, it wasn’t a good workout until her muscles were on fire. With that in mind, she gave the punch bag one last flurry of hits, before climbing onto an exercise bike. If she could complete a 10-mile ride without collapsing, she’d consider this training session a victory.
After two miles, Mila had found her groove, so she barely even noticed when the front door opened and a smartly dressed Chinese man walked in. He looked around and spotted Mila on her bike. ‘Excuse me, but is this place open?’
Mila gasped, stopped peddling and turned to face her visitor. ‘Sorry, what did you say?’
‘I said is this place open?’
Mila recognised him; no doubt she had seen him before in this very gym, although right now he looked oddly out of place in his smart shirt and trousers. ‘Oh, I’m afraid it’s not - the owner just left me the keys to lock up once I’m done.’
‘No problem, I understand. I was just passing and noticed the lights were on and, well, I never pass up an opportunity to do some training.’ He turned to leave.
Mila could have guessed it was an impromptu thing; he didn’t even have a bag with him, so he couldn’t have brought any appropriate clothing. Suddenly, Mila was curious to discover how he would overcome this apparent obstacle. Surely he wouldn’t exercise in his suit? ‘Wait!’ she almost shouted. The man turned back, hopefully. ‘You can train here for a little while, if you like. I’m not leaving just yet anyway.’
‘That’s great, thanks! I’m Jann Lee, by the way. You’re Mila, right?’
Mila was surprised he knew her name. ‘That’s right. But how did you know?’
‘You’re pretty much a celebrity around here! I’ve never seen anyone train as hard as you, including myself. Didn’t you once knock out your training partner with a single punch?’
Mila suddenly looked sheepish. ‘Well, yes,’ she said, with a nervous grin. ‘But it was an accident! He moved the pad at the last moment and I hit him in the face instead. It took him an hour to come round. I was so embarrassed!’
‘Well, it was still really impressive.’ Mila couldn’t help but feel grateful for the compliment, even though the memory was excruciatingly awkward. ‘Anyway, I’d better go and change. I’ll see you in a minute.’ Wondering again what Jann Lee was going to wear for training, Mila returned to her peddling.
A few minutes later, she took a swig from her water bottle, and immediately spat it out again as she looked up. Jann Lee had returned from the changing room, wearing nothing but a pair of tight black boxer shorts. As impressive as his body was, Mila’s eyes were drawn to something else; the bulge in Jann Lee’s boxers made it perfectly clear that what people said about Chinese men wasn’t always entirely true.
Luckily, Jann Lee appeared not to notice Mila’s sudden flustered manner. In the next ten minutes, she did her best to continue her workout, but was becoming more and more distracted by her new training partner. He began with a run on a treadmill, before turning his attention to one of the rowing machines. It wasn’t long before he was sweating just as much as Mila; his toned chest and muscled arms glistening under the overhead lights.
When Jann Lee sat on a bench and started lifting weights, Mila could stand it no longer. She dismounted her bike, and walked straight over to Jann Lee, standing over him.
‘Yes, Mila?’ he asked, curiously.
Without a word, and with the kind of speed and grace only an athlete could produce, Mila ripped off her training bra and shorts, and stood naked except for the white trainers still on her feet. Though silent, her intention could not have been clearer.
For a moment, Jann Lee simply stared at her trimmed pussy and huge tits, his mouth open. Then he was upon her, kissing her passionately while squeezing her bare buttocks with both hands. Mila reciprocated Jann Lee’s lust with her own, locking her tongue with his, while placing one hand on the back of his head and the other down his boxers. He was already semi-hard, and grew larger with each of Mila’s strokes.
It didn’t take long for Jann Lee’s penis to grow to its fullest extent, straining his shorts to such a degree that the fly button pinged off and hit the wall. The shock of the unexpected sound forced the two fighters to pull apart, but they soon laughed once they realised what had happened.
‘Maybe I should get rid of these,’ suggested Jann Lee, pulling down his boxers, finally giving his huge erection the freedom it craved. The sight of it filled Mila with renewed passion, so she fell to her knees and eagerly began sucking the head while massaging Jann Lee’s shiny torso. The mixture of their hot sweat meant her hands could easily glide across the surface of his skin. He closed his eyes and thought about how lucky he was that the gym had been on his route home tonight.
Just as Jann Lee thought he was about to cum, Mila stopped blowing him, and told him to lie on his back, on the bench he had been lifting weights on. He did so, and Mila immediately straddled him like a cowgirl. She grabbed his rock hard cock and teased her pussy lips with the tip, before sitting on its whole length. She was so wet it slipped in easily. She held his hands, and they both moaned loudly as she began to ride him.
The sight of Mila’s huge, shiny breasts bouncing up and down to her hypnotic movement was enough to send Jann Lee feral. He cupped them in his hands and played with her nipples, and was overcome with a sudden shameless desire to find out how they tasted. He greedily sucked on each one in turn as Mila shouted her approval. Her continuously dripping sweat gave her boobs a delicious salty taste that Jann Lee couldn’t get enough of.
Mila glanced towards the front of the gym, and realised for the first time that the large windows meant anyone who walked past would definitely be able to see them (and quite possibly hear them). Far from discouraging her, the thought only spurred Mila on, so she increased both the speed of her fucking and the volume of her moaning. Anyway, it was late, so the chances of anyone spotting them were remote.
Jann Lee knew he would need to cum soon, especially since Mila had upped her pace. This had been the best night of his life, and the wildest fuck session he’d ever had. He couldn’t help but feel disappointed that it was about to end.
‘Mila, I’m going to cum!’ Jann Lee cried in ecstasy. She climbed off him, knelt beside him and opened her mouth expectantly. Jann Lee jumped up, and gave himself a few last strokes until his cum exploded all over Mila’s face and in her mouth. She didn’t even blink.
She looked so cute that Jann Lee bent down and kissed her, coming away with some of his own cum stuck to his face. He was so horny, he didn’t even care.
‘You could do with a shower,’ said Jann Lee, smiling.
‘So could you,’ replied Mila, grinning back.
Jann Lee scooped up Mila, and carried her bridal-style towards the showers. On the way, Mila kicked off her trainers, while Jann Lee’s cum was still slowly dripping from his penis.
When they reached the showers, Jann Lee pressed the power button so they could both wash his cum from their faces, and the sweat from their bodies. They kissed again while they soaped each other down, exploring every last inch of their anatomies. Jann Lee’s dick had remained hard since he cummed, so Mila took the opportunity to give it another tug.
After the last of the soap had drained away, Mila took a mouthful of hot water, knelt down and sucked Jann Lee’s cock again. Despite its length, Mila was determined to swallow it entirely, the hot water helping to suppress her gag reflex. Jann Lee had never felt anything so wonderful. The combination of the water and Mila’s tongue were taking him to a level of pleasure he didn’t think was possible. Mila’s eyes were filled with lust, and in that moment she was truly insatiable.
Just as the head of Jann Lee’s cock hit the back of Mila’s throat, and he was wondering how much longer he could last, she pulled away, spitting out a concoction of water, pre-cum and saliva. She licked her lips hungrily, and looked up into Jann Lee’s eyes. Jann Lee looked back, and wondered how this night could possibly get any better.
‘I have an idea’, said Mila, excitedly. She gently pushed Jann Lee against the wall and instructed him to stay there.
‘You’re the boss,’ replied Jann Lee. Considering how well the night had progressed so far, he was happy to let Mila do whatever the hell she wanted.
Mila knelt before Jann Lee, placed her hands on his feet and vaulted her legs into the air to perform a handstand. Balancing on her hands, and showing extraordinary upper body strength, she rested her feet on Jann Lee’s shoulders, who instinctively held them in position to give her more support.
‘Very impressive,’ exclaimed Jann Lee.
‘Thank you,’ said Mila. ‘Now, what are you waiting for? Fuck me!’
Jann Lee didn’t need telling twice. He momentarily let go of one of Mila’s feet so he could guide his dick into her pussy. It took him several attempts, due to the awkward position and the fact that Mila was upside down. When Jann Lee finally gained entry they both started a gentle rhythm in perfect unison, their bodies entwined as one.
Once Jann Lee had grown comfortable with the unusual situation, he started sucking on Mila’s toes, which tasted like fresh strawberries from the soap.
The position was also new to Mila, who instantly decided she’d have to perform it more often. True, it was a real strain on her arms, but the spot that Jann Lee was hitting inside her had never experienced such a pleasurable sensation. ‘Right there, Jann Lee, right there!’ she kept screaming. Her thrusts reached new levels of speed as she felt her orgasm crash over her in waves. Her legs shook uncontrollably, almost causing Jann Lee to drop her. Eventually the feeling subsided, and Mila was left utterly satisfied, panting for air.
‘OK, that’s enough,’ she said eventually. ‘My arms are killing me!’
Jann Lee obediently set her down, aware that he couldn’t have lasted much longer anyway. Mila knelt in front of him and soaped up her boobs again. ‘Why don’t you cum on my tits this time?’
Jann Lee eagerly laid his cock between his lover’s soapy breasts. Mila squeezed them together and bounced them up and down, wanting to repay Jann Lee for her own incredible orgasm. Sure enough, it didn’t take long before Jann Lee grasped his cock and sprayed his seed all over Mila’s chest. He wouldn’t forget this night in a hurry.
Several minutes later, as Jann Lee dressed and ultimately left the gym, Mila was lying naked on the shower floor, her breasts still covered in a mixture of soap and Jann Lee’s cum. She was completely exhausted, and guessed she wouldn’t be able to move for at least an hour. She smiled; this workout had definitely been a success.
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