Chapter 121: Goddess On The Lotus [R-18]

“Ha…” Feeling Kitahara’s movements, Hayami Rina took a deep breath, her body stiffening slightly—Kitahara’s size was just too large!

Fortunately, thanks to the mini-orgasm she had just experienced, Hayami Rina’s vagina was sufficiently moist. Kitahara could clearly feel his penis forcing its way through the layers of tender flesh, slowly but resolutely thrusting into the deepest part of her vagina.

The forward thrust carried a slight tingling sensation, causing Hayami Rina to involuntarily lift her buttocks slightly to facilitate Kitahara’s movements. Her legs, which had been stretched straight, bent slightly and gently struck Kitahara’s calves.

Kitahara continued to thrust deeper, and as his penis penetrated further, Hayami Rina’s vagina became tighter and tighter.

“~Mmm~ Ah…” As the penis penetrated deeper, Hayami Rina’s body tensed up more and more.

“Good girl!” Kitahara patted her buttocks, and suddenly pressed his entire body’s strength against her, instantly penetrating Hayami Rina’s vagina, his hard glans pressing tightly against her clitoris.

“Ah…” Hayami Rina exclaimed in surprise. If Kitahara hadn’t been pressing her down, she probably would have jumped up.

Kitahara rubbed her buttocks, “Does it hurt now?”

“It’s so intense…” Tears welled up in Hayami Rina’s eyes, and cold sweat could even be seen on her forehead as she patted Kitahara’s chest.

Kitahara ignored her and started thrusting into her while holding her buttocks. He had been gentle for so long, so she shouldn’t underestimate him!

The sounds of “slap! slap!” being thrusting suddenly rang out.

This position is actually quite difficult to exert force in, but Kitahara used it without any difficulty. He could maintain control even when he was on the bottom.

“Mmm…mmm…ah…” After only a few moments, Hayami Rina closed her eyes again and lay against the tub moaning. The lustful fluids inside her gushed out like a floodgate opening.

The deep territory inside her showed extremely strong adaptability. Under the continuous impact of the glans, the original pain turned into numbness in just a short while, and after a while, it even turned into a ‘tingling’ sensation, which became more and more intense.

This overly sensitive spot was relentlessly assaulted by Kitahara’s glans. After more than ten consecutive thrusts, Hayami Rina’s vagina quickly began to contract rhythmically.

“Ah…ah…Kitahara-kun…ah…” Hayami Rina clenched her hands tight, her skin flushed red, and she convulsed as she reached her climax!

“Feeling better now?” Kitahara patted her bottom, turned her body over so that she was facing him.

“Hmm~” Hayami Rina lewdly moaned in satisfaction.

Kitahara flipped her over and thrust into her lower body.

“Ah!” Hayami Rina exclaimed, wrapping her legs around Kitahara’s waist, gently opening and closing them in a half-hearted manner.

Due to the effects of her orgasm, her nipples are now hard and erect, like two cherries, her boobs bouncing back and forth with Kitahara’s thrusting.

Kitahara watched with satisfaction, then leaned in and sucked on her nipple. The soft, smooth flesh rubbed against his high nose bridge, which felt incredibly comfortable.

After lingering on her chest for a while, leaving mottled hickeys, Kitahara looked up at her face.

He immediately straightened up, grabbed Hayami Rina’s buttocks, and began to thrust in and out with wide, sweeping movements.

The mental stimulation combined with the pleasure he had just accumulated led him to ejaculate inside Hayami Rina’s body with a roar in no time.

“Ah…” After Kitahara’s unrestrained moans and cries, Hayami Rina hugged Kitahara tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Kitahara kissed her on the cheek and said, “Come on, let’s change positions!”

Normal men go through a refractory period, but for Kitahara, who has the ability to maintain an erection and is full of energy, this is not a problem at all.

Kitahara gripped Hayami Rina’s buttocks with both hands, lifting her slightly limp body to sit on the edge of the tub, so that they sat facing each other, supporting her body with his arms. Their lower bodies were tightly joined together, without any gap. Hayami Rina nervously wrapped her legs around Kitahara’s waist, afraid that he might not have enough strength and would drop her.

Gently kneading Hayami Rina’s buttocks, Kitahara said, “You must have heard of this position before, it’s called Buddha sitting on a lotus! You are the female Bodhisattva, and I am just a mortal being offered my body by you!”

Hayami Rina chuckled, putting one arm around Kitahara’s neck and making a delicate gesture with her other hand, saying, “Since that’s the case! Then why don’t you hurry up and pay homage to me!”

“Thank you for the gift, Goddess!” Kitahara kissed her lips, then lifted her up with his strong arms and slammed her down.

“Ah…ah…so good…ah…Kitahara-kun…”

Moans of pleasure escaped Hayami Rina’s lips. In this position, each thrust pressed down on Hayami Rina’s own weight, and ecstasy surged from her vagina, spreading to her limbs and flowing back and forth through every strand of her hair.

A grand erotic spectacle has begun once again!

Over two hours, Kitahara ejaculated inside Hayami Rina three times, and Hayami Rina reached countless orgasms.

Even with ample lubrication, Hayami Rina’s vulva was still swollen and red from the manipulation, making it difficult to even close. If it weren’t for filming the next day, Kitahara would have definitely made her unable to get out of bed the following day.

…

Meanwhile, Hayami Rena had taken over Kitahara’s study, carefully examining several draft sketches spread across his desk.

All of them had been drawn by Kitahara Chiki.

Rena leaned closer to the pages, studying each line and every subtle change in shading. She wanted to understand how he achieved such impressive results and hoped to apply what she learned to her own drawings.

His line work was smooth and precise, his use of light and shadow was remarkably sophisticated, and his compositions displayed an impressive understanding of visual storytelling.

What amazed her most was how quickly he had completed the sketches.

Despite the short amount of time he had spent drawing, their quality was exceptional. Every line seemed deliberate, and even the smallest details contributed to the overall effect.

The more she studied his work, the more impressed she became.

So geniuses really did exist in this world!

Kitahara seemed capable of producing excellent work without much difficulty, while she had to devote considerable effort to improving her own skills.

It was admittedly discouraging.

Nevertheless, Rena knew that this opportunity was extremely valuable. Having someone like Kitahara willing to guide her was something she couldn’t afford to waste.

“Rena-chan, do your best! You must seize this opportunity!”

She quietly encouraged herself.

“Being able to learn from Kitahara-kun and work with him on a manga is a rare opportunity. I have to work harder!”

With renewed determination, she picked up her pen and resumed drawing.

For a while, everything went smoothly. She referred to Kitahara’s sketches whenever she encountered a difficult section, carefully considering how he had handled the composition and details.

Gradually, she became absorbed in her work.

Unfortunately, her concentration didn’t last long.

A faint noise suddenly reached her ears.

At first, Rena barely noticed it and continued drawing. However, the sound soon came again, becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.

It seemed to come from somewhere outside the study.

Sometimes it was low and indistinct; at other times, it became unexpectedly clear. Its irregular rhythm made it especially irritating, constantly interrupting her train of thought.

Rena frowned and tried to ignore it.

She carefully placed her pen against the paper, determined not to let a little noise ruin her progress.

But the sound continued.

Every time she began to concentrate, it interrupted her again, scattering her thoughts and leaving her unable to settle into the creative state she had worked so hard to achieve.

Her expression gradually darkened.

Ah, Big Sister is really so annoying…