Chapter 64: Yumi-chan Loses Her Virginity (1) [R-18]

Kitahara laid Matsuda Yumi’s body sideways on the sofa.

The large, erect penis, which had been unleashed at some point, was pressed against Matsuda Yumi’s vaginal opening!

With Kitahara thrusting his hips and Matsuda Yumi letting out a painful groan, the thick, hard penis plunged in, reaching the deepest part of her vagina in an instant!

Matsuda Yumi’s entire body stiffened, a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and tears welled up in her eyes without warning.

"Ah!" Matsuda Yumi could not help but cry out in pain. She felt a tearing pain spread from between her legs.

At the same time, a bright red rose bloomed on the bedsheet beneath her!

Kitahara felt his whole body heating up again.

"Please be gentle...Senpai..." Matsuda Yumi cried out. Tears welled up in her captivating eyes. Every muscle in her body tensed, tightly wrapping around the cock that had entered her body.

Looking at Matsuda Yumi’s condition, He felt that the place where his cock was lodged was tighter than anything he had ever experienced!

The part inside was squeezed so tightly it felt like it would be snapped off.

At the point where their bodies joined, fresh red blood flowed from Matsuda Yumi’s tender petals. Her pale pink, delicate pussy was clenched so tightly that not even air could pass through.

At this moment, Kitahara also felt uncomfortable. It was too dry inside, and it felt hot and burning after it was inserted, with a slightly tight and pleasurable feeling, but more than that, it was painful.

Kitahara quickly realized that although Matsuda Yumi’s fruit had been relatively wet from the start, it still needed to be made even wetter — to ease the pain and make his thrusting in and out go more smoothly.

"Relax a little, Yumi-chan!" Kitahara gently cupped her beautiful face and looked into her eyes. "Even for a first time, it can’t possibly be this tight. You’re definitely too nervous. Come on, relax!"

Hearing this, Matsuda Yumi said nothing, but her body carefully cooperated and relaxed a bit.

Kitahara pulled outward slightly, and indeed there was some give.

At the same time, a faint wave of pleasure spread from where their bodies joined—so strong that even the intense pain could not cover it.

Kitahara asked carefully: "That’s better, right?"

Matsuda Yumi nodded, and her body cooperated even more.

Kitahara’s right hand slowly moved up from Matsuda Yumi’s calf, first rubbing her buttocks, and after finding that she was no longer struggling as before, he reached between her legs and gently kneaded her clitoris.

Matsuda Yumi breathed heavily.

Kitahara’s finger technique was quite skilled; and in no time, he had Matsuda Yumi’s clitoris erect, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her vagina. Feeling his penis becoming lubricated, Kitahara squeezed Matsuda Yumi’s buttocks and began thrusting his hips gently.

"Hmm...hmm...hmm..." Matsuda Yumi let out muffled groans from her throat, but gradually, her tense body relaxed.

As the penis thrust back and forth inside her body, the pain in Matsuda Yumi’s vagina slowly disappeared, and replaced by an indescribable tingling and pleasure.

The sensations her body was giving her were so intense that she went completely numb!

She could clearly feel that the thick penis was filling her vagina completely. Every time it was inserted, even Matsuda Yumi herself, in her dream, would never believe that her vagina could withstand such a large penis!

"~Mmm~..." Matsuda Yumi let out a long breath, and her vagina twitched as she reached orgasm!

The pleasure from the intense climax was so overwhelming, she felt a hand squeezing her two breasts and a sensation like a piston pounding relentlessly between her legs.

Who could have guessed that making love could feel this good? When she had planned to seduce Kitahara, she had been very anxious, even afraid, but now her vagina had been completely tamed by him, bringing her endless ecstasy.

He cupped Matsuda Yumi’s rosy cheeks with one hand, and his other hand restlessly climbed up her two large breasts and slid down her long, fair thighs.

Their lips rubbed together, and Matsuda Yumi couldn’t help but close her eyes, her mouth moved as if she had no teacher, sending her smooth and soft tongue into Kitahara’s mouth. After a while, Kitahara’s mouth had not stopped moving. Just like Kitahara playing with her two cherries, Kitahara kept teasing her tongue.

Their tongues intertwined, making a smacking sound as their saliva mingled. Their lips, no longer dry, became slippery, adding to the incredibly comfortable sensation as they rubbed against each other.

Kitahara gently bit and sucked on Matsuda Yumi’s tongue, guiding this woman who was clearly in her twenties, almost thirty, but a complete novice who knew nothing.

Kitahara gently pulled back, and as their lips parted, Matsuda Yumi thought it was finally going to stop, but Kitahara gently pressed down on the back of her head while guiding her with his tongue.

The two tongues stretched into the air, intertwining and teasing each other, then closed tightly together, so tightly that not a single inch could penetrate between their lips. The liquid between their lips and teeth became viscous, making it seem as if their four lips could not be separated.

After the climax, Matsuda Yumi’s body felt as if her bones had been removed, and she collapsed completely.

"Arg~" Kitahara sighed, taking his hand off Matsuda Yumi’s breasts, turning her over so she could lean against the sofa, lifting her legs up with both hands, and resting them on his shoulders.

With a "squeak!" sound, as if squeezing out all the vaginal fluid, Kitahara’s penis once again plunged into Matsuda Yumi’s vagina.

"Ah..." Matsuda Yumi let out a slightly muffled cry.

Kitahara held Matsuda Yumi’s buttocks, adjusted the angle, and began to thrust in and out with wide, sweeping motions.

The sounds of thighs and buttocks slapping together, along with the squelching sounds of the penis inside the vagina, echoed in the small cubicle.

At first, Matsuda Yumi covered her mouth to stop herself from making a sound, but after a short while, she couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm..." A series of enchanting melodies emanated from Matsuda Yumi’s throat.

She quickly regulated her breathing. And so, in rhythm with Kitahara’s thrusts, she began to hum.

The voice carried a hint of languor, its timbre like her singing, full of ethereal quality. The rhythm and breathing had the feel of a singer, completely different from the random shouts of other women.

Everything was totally worth it just to hear that unique moaning sound!

What were just simple "mmm ahh..." sounds were transformed into elaborate moans by Matsuda Yumi. Her moans were like an orchestra, melodious and lingering, and Kitahara’s penis was the conductor’s baton of this orchestra.

When the penis thrusts in and out gently, Matsuda Yumi’s moans become clear and melodious; when the penis thrusts in and out forcefully, Matsuda Yumi’s moans become short and fierce.

Gradually, the two adapted to each other’s rhythm and began to slowly coordinate with each other.

At this moment, on this small sofa, there was only a man and a woman completely immersed in sexual desire.