Chapter 92: Transparent Lingerie [R-18]

Kitahara’s caresses felt like a tingling electric current, traveling down from her sensitive nipples, causing a tingling sensation and emptiness between her legs, as if she wanted something to be inserted into them.

Hayami Rina passively accepted this feeling, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, as if a trace of water was overflowing, and her face, without any makeup, was full of blush, making her indescribably beautiful.

Kitahara circled around her. Her fair and delicate skin, pert buttocks, slender waist, straight legs, and large, bouncy breasts, combined with her fairy-like beautiful face, made her an incomparably stunning voluptous woman!

Hayami Rina stroked Kitahara’s pectoral muscles, then moved down to his abdominal muscles.

As soon as their skin touched, Kitahara’s hands began to roam over her delicate body. Hayami Rina hugged his neck again, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him passionately on the lips. Her tender breasts pressed tightly against Kitahara’s chest, gently twisting and rubbing against him, indulging in the tingling sensation.

Kitahara gripped her buttocks firmly with both hands, carefully feeling their elasticity. Not satisfied with just kneading them, he slapped her hard across the face. As her buttocks rippled, a clear handprint appeared on her white cheeks.

"Hmm..." Hayami Rina twisted her body in pleasure, squeezing her legs together forcefully, revealing a noticeable wetness at the entrance of her soft vagina.

"So comfortable..." Hayami Rina leaned on Kitahara’s shoulder, breathing heavily.

Kitahara, also breathing heavily, unbuckled his belt, releasing his throbbing, hard penis, and pressed it against Hayami Rina’s lower abdomen.

Hayami Rina put her legs together and tightly clamped Kitahara’s penis between them. Taking advantage of the moisture from her recent orgasm, Kitahara began to thrust.

Hayami Rina moaned softly, gripping Kitahara’s shoulders with both hands to hold herself in place, her legs tightly closed.

The thick, long shaft rubbed back and forth against the sensitive vaginal opening, like lighting a fire. The legs, full of elasticity and delicacy, were no less than those inside the vagina, except for being a little shorter.

Kitahara kissed Hayami Rina’s beautiful face while caressing her breasts, waist, and buttocks.

"Kneel down!" Kitahara said to Hayami Rina in a deep voice. His voice seemed to have a magical power, causing Hayami Rina to obediently kneel down and look up at him innocently.

He roughly parted Hayami Rina’s lips and ruthlessly thrust his penis into her mouth, piercing directly into her delicate throat.

"Hmm..." Hayami Rina frowned, but obediently did not resist, as if she had already sensed that Kitahara was at a crucial point.

Kitahara held her head and thrust twice forcefully, and a large amount of semen gushed out!

For some reason, this ejaculation was more intense and more profuse than ever before. The pale white liquid filled Hayami Rina’s mouth completely, with a trace slowly oozing from the corner of her lips, creating an indescribably lewd scene.

To Kitahara’s surprise, Hayami Rina frowned and swallowed the semen in her mouth. She licked her lips with her pink tongue and then picked up Kitahara’s still-erect penis, sucking on it gently until she had sucked up every last drop of semen before stopping.

Kitahara looked at the lewd face of Hayami Rina kneeling at his feet, which aroused him even more!

He ordered, "Spread your legs!"

Hayami Rina’s legs began to slowly spread as commanded, her waist twisting, exposing her dripping vagina, which was half-hidden, half-revealed by her mesh lingerie.

She bit her lower lip, her voice trembling but obedient:

"Kitahara-kun... I’ll do as you wish..."

Kitahara’s eyes greedily admiring the perfect body before him that was entirely his own, his lower body already throbbing with arousal. He could smell her increasinaly strong feminine scent. mixed with a faint, damp smell.

He knew that tonight was just beginning.

Kitahara could no longer restrain himself.

"Ah... Kitahara-kun~" Hayami Rina said, pushing against his chest with both hands, her long, slender, white legs were forcibly spread, revealing her pink and moist vulva, which had begun to uncontrollably secrete clear love fluid, pulling out thin silver threads.

Without hesitation, Kitahara thrust his hips forward and inserted his already rock-hard penis, which was already at its limit, completely into her body.

"Sizzle... Pfft-!"

A sticky, wet sound rang out, accompanied by a shudder from Hayami Rina’s entire body, followed by a soft, breathy moan: "Ah... Kitahara-kun... it’s so deep..."

His penis was tightly enveloped by her tight, wet, and hot vagina, the inner walls spasming and sucking, emitting lewd "gurgling" sounds.

Kitahara began to thrust violently like a beast, each stroke savagely reaching the deepest point, causing her E-cup breasts to bounce violently, her pink nipples swaying alluringly in the air. As he fucked her, he growled, "Rina-nee, I’ll fill you up!"

Hayami Rina gritted her teeth, her honey pot honestly began to secrete copious amounts of love fluid, the viscous juice overflowing from their point of contact, making an even louder "splashing" sound. Her expression gradually shifted to a mixture of painful pleasure, her brows furrowing, her eyes becoming watery and hazy.

Kitahara changed to the first position—the missionary position. He hoisted Hayami Rina’s legs onto his shoulders, almost folding her in half, and penetrated her even deeper, each thrust hitting her cervix with a violent "slap! slap! slap!" sound, making the bed creak.

"Ah...from behind...it’s so intense..." Hayami Rina’s cries out of pleasure, her voice already hoarse. Kitahara gripped her slender waist, thrusting fiercely like a pile driver, each stroke sending her buttocks undulating, her E-cup breasts swaying back and forth, the flesh slapping together with a crisp "slap, slap" sound. The air was thick with the pungent smell of sex—a sweet, fishy odor mixed with sweat, vaginal fluid, and semen.

The second climax came quickly. Kitahara buried himself deep inside her again, and a second gush of semen gushed out, filling her uterus completely. The white fluid even overflowed from their point of contact, slowly flowing down her inner thighs and forming thick, silvery strands.

"It’s...it’s so deep inside me..." Hayami Rina’s voice was already hoarse, her body was trembling slightly uncontrollably, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were gradually losing focus.

Kitahara picked her up and had her straddle him, facing him—in a riding position. He commanded, "Move yourself."

Hayami Rina’s eyes were brimming with lewdness, she had no choice but to obey orders and move up and down.

Her E-cup breasts swayed violently with the movements, bouncing heavily up and down, her pink nipples gradually hardening in the air; her pert buttocks swayed from side to side, her pink private parts glistened with moisture as she twisted.

Her expression had changed to a mixture of shame and pleasure, and her lips couldn’t help but open slightly, letting out sweet breaths.

Kitahara reached out and forcefully kneaded her large breasts, flicking her erect nipples with his thumb while thrusting upwards. The third ejaculation was completed in this position, and he held Hayami Rina tightly, ensuring that not a single drop of his semen was wasted inside her.

"No...it’s full again...my stomach...it’s so bloated..." Hayami Rina’s voice trembled as she said, her belly bulged slightly, and her expression softened completely.

But Kitahara wasn’t satisfied yet. He carried Hayami Rina to the floor-to-ceiling window, placed her against the glass, and wrapped her legs around his waist—a standing, suspended position.

Hayami Rina’s naked body was pressed against the glass, her E-cup breasts deformed by the pressure, and flesh spilling out between his fingers.

"Ah...here...it’s..." Hayami Rina said, but she couldn’t stop Kitahara from thrusting into her again and again, leaving her sweaty marks on the glass.

The fourth ejaculation was completed in this position! Kitahara carried her back to the bed, and for the last time changed to a sitting position opposite her, letting her sit face-to-face on his lap, his penis deeply buried inside her, slowly grinding, the viscous mixture of semen and vaginal fluid dripping continuously from the point of union.

Hayami Rina had completely broken down, her voice hoarse but still carrying a last shred of lewdness.

Kitahara chuckled softly, then suddenly sped up, reaching out to precisely knead her most sensitive clitoris.

"No...no...there...ah—!!"

Hayami Rina’s resistance completely collapsed. Her whole body convulsed violently, her vagina contracting wildly as if trying to sever Kitahara’s penis, gushing out a gush of hot, copious vaginal fluid, and simultaneously experiencing an unprecedented climax.

Her expression completely collapsed during the climax—her eyes rolled back, her tongue protruded slightly, her face was contorted with a mixture of sweat and extreme pleasure, and she let out a sweet, seductive cry that even she herself didn’t recognize.