Chapter 30: Have Sex With Hayami Rina

Kitahara didn’t rush to undress her. Instead, he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and the tip of her nose, finally landing on her soft lips. The kiss was light and slow, like savoring the most precious candy. Hayami Rina’s eyelashes trembled, and her purple eyes gradually misted over. She parted her lips slightly, allowing his tongue to explore and entwine with hers.

"Mmm..." she murmured softly, her hands unconsciously wrapping around his neck.

As Kitahara kissed her, he gently carried her to the large bed in the bedroom. He had her sit on the edge of the bed, then knelt in front of her.

He looked up at her with sincere eyes as he massaged her. "Today, I want to take good care of you."

Hayami Rina bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed crimson. She nodded gently, her voice trembling with arousal. "...Then...Kitahara-kun, be gentle...it’s really sensitive since I haven’t done it in a long time..."

Kitahara kissed her knee, which was covered by black stockings, and then kissed her inner thigh, the most sensitive spot, through the fabric. Hayami Rina trembled slightly, her legs instinctively clamping together, but then slowly opening again.

He reached out and unbuckled her black belt, then pulled down the zipper of her plaid mini-skirt. The skirt slipped down to her ankles, and he gently helped her remove it, revealing her long, shapely legs encased in black stockings and pure white lace panties. A faint dampness was already visible through the center of her panties.

"So beautiful..." Kitahara murmured in admiration, cupping her shapely buttocks in his hands and gently kneading them through her stockings. Then he slowly pulled down the stockings along with her panties, revealing her pink, slightly swollen vulva.

Hayami Rina tried to close her legs in shame, but he gently but firmly separated them.

"Don’t be afraid... I’ll be very slow."

He lowered his head and gently licked her vagina with the tip of his tongue. Hayami Rina shuddered violently and let out a suppressed moan: "Ah...! Kitahara-kun...that place...is so sensitive...mmm..."

His tongue, as soft as a feather, circled her clitoris, occasionally sucking gently with his lips, while he extended a finger, coated with her gradually secreting love fluid, and slowly inserted it into her already slightly broken vulva.

"God... it’s so tight..." Kitahara murmured softly, his fingertips gently teasing inside, avoiding the most sensitive parts, only slowly thrusting in and out at the entrance.

Hayami Rina’s breathing grew increasingly rapid, her E-cup breasts heaving violently beneath her sweater. She reached out and grabbed his hair, her fingertips applying slight pressure, not to push him away, but to pull him closer: "Kitahara-kun...your tongue..."

The first wave of pleasure slowly built up. Kitahara continued to serve her with his tongue and fingers for nearly ten minutes, until Hayami Rina’s whole body trembled slightly, the inner walls of her honey hole gently contracted, and a small stream of warm, clear love fluid spurted out.

"Ah...I’ve gone...it’s my first time...so gentle..." Hayami Rina murmured softly, crying, her purple eyes looking at him with watery eyes.

He didn’t enter her immediately, but continued with foreplay. He helped her take off her light blue off-the-shoulder sweater, revealing her E-cup breasts encased in a black lace bra. As soon as the bra was unhooked, her heavy breasts bounced out immediately, her pink nipples already fully erect.

Kitahara took one nipple into his mouth, gently licking it in circles with the tip of his tongue, while tenderly kneading the other with his palm and flicking the nipple with his thumb. Hayami Rina’s moans grew sweeter and sweeter.

"Mmm...my breasts..Kitahara-kun..."

He spent a long time savoring her breasts until both nipples were licked until they were red and shiny, covered in his saliva!

Finally, he took off his clothes, revealing his already rock-hard, thick, long penis. Hayami Rina looked at it, her cheeks burning red, yet she willingly spread her legs, her voice filled with shame:

"...Kitahara-kun...come in... I want to be held...tightly by Kitahara-kun tonight..."

Kitahara held his penis and gently rubbed it against her vaginal opening, coating the glans with her sticky love juice, before slowly pushing it in.

"Sizzle... Pfft..."

His penis slowly and deeply forced its way into her still slightly swollen vagina. Hayami Rina let out a long moan, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself tightly against him.

"Ah...Kitahara-kun..."

After he was fully inside her, he didn’t immediately thrust in and out. Instead, he held her tightly, their lower bodies pressed together, and ground against each other, allowing her to adjust. The inner walls of Hayami Rina’s honeypot enveloped him layer by layer, gently undulating like warm velvet.

"Rina-nee...you’re so tight...so hot..." Kitahara whispered in her ear while gently kissing her neck.

He began to thrust violenly, each time pulling out until only the head of his penis remained, then like a piston, plunging in completely, reaching the deepest point!

The collision of flesh produced a soft, sticky "slap...slap..." sound, and the love juices overflowed, flowing down Hayami Rina’s buttocks and onto the sheets.

"Mmm...mmm...Kitahara-kun...it’s going too deep inside me..." Hayami Rina’s moans grew sweeter and sweeter, her purple eyes gradually becoming hazy. She actively raised her waist to meet his rhythm.

Kitahara switched to a side-entry position, letting her lie on her side on the bed. He wrapped one arm around her E-cup breasts from behind, while gently rubbing her vagina with the other hand, his penis continuing to move in and out slowly but steadily. Hayami Rina’s breathing became increasingly rapid, and her mouth began to contract noticeably.

"Kitahara-kun...I’m...I’m going to...Ah—!!"

The climax arrived! Her whole body tensed, her honey pot frantically sucking at his penis, spurting out a stream of warm mouth fluid!

Kitahara didn’t stop, but continued his thrusting, letting her continue to feel his presence in the afterglow of her orgasm. Hayami Rina turned her head, crying, and kissed his lips.

He had her straddle him—in a riding position. Hayami Rina braced her hands on his chest and slowly began to move up and down. Her E-cup breasts bounced violently before her eyes, her nipples hard as two cherries. He reached out and cupped her breasts, flicking her nipples with his thumbs, while thrusting his hips slightly upward.

"Mmm... Kitahara-kun... It’s so deep... It’s hitting my cervix..." Hayami Rina cried as she sped up, actively twisting her waist to grind against the surface.

During the second climax, she completely broke down, clinging to him and crying out:

"It’s gone...it’s gone again...Kitahara-kun...I love how gently you...do it to me like this..."

At this moment, Kitahara also reached his limit. With a low roar, he shot the first stream of hot, thick semen deep into her uterus.

"It’s...it’s inside...it’s so hot..." Hayami Rina’s whole body convulsed, her honey hole gripping him tightly, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop.

He didn’t pull out, but instead flipped her over into a rear-entry position and continued to thrust gently. Hayami Rina was completely limp, yet she still gently responded. "Kitahara-kun...I want more...I want to be...filled up by you..."

By the time he ejaculated inside her, Hayami Rina’s voice was hoarse from crying. She was covered in sweat and tears, her E-cup breasts were deformed from his kneading from behind, her mouth was filled to the brim, and white semen kept overflowing from her inner thighs.

He carried her back to the normal position, embraced her tightly face to face, and slowly rubbed against her.

Hayami Rina had completely broken down and was crying and begging for mercy:

"Kitahara-kun...please don’t do it again...it’s really broken down there...it hurts so much...I need to rest...please...I really can’t take it anymore..."

Kitahara buried himself deep inside her at the last moment, ejaculating his last spurt of semen, and then held her tightly in his arms.

"Okay... let’s rest... for a bit; then we will do it in the bathroom!"

He gently kissed her forehead, the corners of her eyes, and her lips, holding her sweaty body tightly in his arms. The two embraced naked, Hayami Rina burying her face in his chest, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

"...Kitahara-kun...it seems...that I really...only want to belong to you now..." she murmured softly on the bed...