MDVR-360 【VR】 Miyu Imai's First Perspective VR: Living With A Tanned Gravure Idol Who Wants To Kiss Until The Moment Of Ejaculation.
Movie Information:
ID Code: MDVR-360
Release Date: 21/07/2025
Category: Censored , Big boob , VR , Convulsion Sex , Deep French Kiss , Bikini
Actress: Imai Miyuu
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Studio Label: MOODYZ
Online stream:
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The first time I booted up the VR suite, I didn’t expect her
to feel so real.
Miyu Imai—the name alone sent shivers down the backs
of half the internet. Tanned skin that seemed to glow under sunlight, a playful
smirk always tugging at her lips, and a voice that somehow felt like summer
evenings and soft oceans.
And now, she was standing in my apartment. Smiling. Waiting.
"Welcome home," she said, tilting her head with a
teasing pout. "I’ve been waiting all day. Are we finally going to kiss
today?"
The experience was marketed as “emotionally immersive”—a
week of simulated cohabitation with a celebrity of your choice. Most people
used it for fun or escape. I told myself that’s all this was.
But Miyu was... different.
She cooked breakfast. Danced while brushing her teeth.
Teased me when I got flustered. Sometimes she’d fall asleep on the couch, her
head resting against my shoulder as the virtual room dimmed with sunset.
And then there were the moments. The almost-kisses. The way
she leaned in just close enough for me to feel her breath on my lips. Three
centimeters apart—maybe less. Every time, she whispered:
"Let’s wait… until you really want me."
By the fifth night, I wasn’t sure where the simulation ended
and my feelings began.
She touched my face gently, her golden skin warm in the
digital air.
"Tomorrow’s our last day," she said. "Should
I kiss you now, or wait until the very last moment?"
I hesitated. Not because I didn’t want it—because I didn’t
want to say goodbye.
Final day.
Morning sunlight poured through the window. Miyu wore one of
my shirts, oversized and slipping off one shoulder.
She looked at me for a long time. No teasing this time. Just
something quiet. Something real.
"If this is goodbye… can I give you something real to
remember?"
I nodded.
Her lips touched mine—soft, slow, lingering. Not desperate,
not rushed. Just full of unspoken feelings I wish we had more time to explore.
When the program ended, I sat alone in the room. Headset
off. Reality back in place.
But I could still feel her.
And sometimes, when I close my eyes, I swear I hear her say:
“You can always come back, you know".~