Riku had always been infatuated with Hina’s voluptuous figure, her curves a siren’s call that echoed through the hallowed halls of their school. She was the embodiment of feminine beauty, with long, raven hair that cascaded down her back, framing a face that could make even the most stoic of men weak at the knees. Her eyes, a deep shade of emerald, sparkled with mischief, and her plump, pink lips were perpetually curled into a knowing smile. Her breasts, ample and perky, bounced tantalizingly with every step she took, and her hips swayed with an allure that was impossible to resist.
Despite his numerous attempts to win her over with his charm, Hina remained elusive, a prize just beyond his grasp. Little did she know, however, that his obsession had grown to the point of madness, and today would be the day he claimed her as his own.
It began innocently enough, a leisurely stroll through the enchanting woods surrounding the school. The crunch of leaves underfoot mingled with the gentle whispers of the wind, creating a serene symphony that seemed to amplify the pounding of his heart. Hina had suggested the walk, hoping to find solace from the prying eyes of their peers, but unbeknownst to her, she had led herself directly into his trap.
As they ventured deeper into the forest, the path grew narrow and the trees grew denser, their branches reaching out like the arms of a jealous lover, eager to keep the couple apart. But Riku was determined. His eyes, dark with desire, never left hers as they spoke of their hopes and fears, their laughter echoing through the otherwise silent woods. And then, as if on cue, she tripped over an exposed root, her books flying in every direction.
With a smirk playing on his lips, Riku took the opportunity to close the gap between them, his hands shooting out to steady her. For a moment, their bodies were pressed tightly together, her soft, ample breasts pushing against his chest, and he could feel her rapid breathing as she looked up at him. The air grew thick with anticipation, the sexual tension palpable. Hina’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, and her eyes widened in a mix of surprise and excitement.
But before she could protest, Riku’s hands were on her again, this time sliding down her back to cup her full, round ass. He pulled her closer, his erection pressing against her, and she gasped as she felt his heat. Her eyes searched his, looking for any sign of regret, but all she found was a hunger that matched her own. And in that moment, she knew that she wanted this just as much as he did.
With a growl of desire, he pushed her against the rough bark of a towering tree, his hands roaming over her body with a possessiveness that was both thrilling and terrifying. Her breath hitched as his mouth descended upon hers, his tongue invading her mouth, claiming it as his own. She moaned into the kiss, her hands tangling in his hair as she gave in to the passion that had been simmering between them for so long.
Hina’s legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer, and she could feel the fabric of her skirt riding up, exposing her drenched panties. The scent of arousal filled the air, a heady aroma that seemed to fuel their desire even more. Without breaking the kiss, Ichiro’s hand slipped beneath the fabric, his fingers finding her wet, swollen clit. He stroked her gently at first, eliciting a soft whine from the depths of her throat, and then with increasing pressure and speed, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
Their clothes fell away in a frenzied dance of lust, each garment discarded to the forest floor as if it were a burden too heavy to bear. His rough hands explored every inch of her soft, supple skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Her own hands were equally busy, tracing the contours of his muscular body, feeling the power beneath the surface that she had only ever dreamed of experiencing.
The moment his fingers slid inside her, she knew there was no turning back. Her pussy clenched around him, desperate for more, and their bodies moved in a rhythm as old as time itself, their hips grinding together as if they had been made to fit perfectly.
Hina’s moans grew louder, her back arching against the tree as he worked his fingers in and out of her tight, wet pussy. The sensation was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure that she never knew existed, and she clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she begged for more. With each stroke, she grew wetter, her juices coating his hand as he brought her closer to the brink of climax. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, her breathing becoming more erratic, and he knew she was close. He kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her soft skin, and she shivered with delight, her pussy convulsing around his fingers. And then, with a scream that was equal parts pleasure and relief, she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
As Hina’s climax subsided, leaving her panting and trembling in his arms, Riku couldn’t help but feel a smug satisfaction at having wrung such pleasure from her. But his own need was still raging, and he was not content to let her catch her breath just yet. He lowered her to the forest floor, the leaves crunching beneath her, and spread her legs wide, revealing the glistening pink folds of her sex to the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy above. He took a moment to admire her, his eyes devouring every inch of her curvy form laid bare before him. Her pussy was swollen and begging for attention, the plump lips parted and glistening with her desire. Without a word, he positioned himself between her thighs, his rock-hard cock nudging against her entrance, and she looked up at him with a mix of lust and apprehension.
The head of his cock slipped inside her, and she gasped at the sudden intrusion. He was much larger than she had anticipated, filling her completely and stretching her to the limits of her endurance. But she didn’t protest; instead, she reached up to tug at his shirt, urging him closer, silently begging for more. He took the hint, plunging deeper into her warm, welcoming depths, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing through the stillness of the woods. Each thrust was punctuated by a low groan from both of them, the friction creating a delicious tension that built and built until she was on the verge of screaming.
Her breasts bounced with each pump of his hips, the rosy tips of her nipples peeking out from her open blouse, begging to be sucked and bitten. He leaned down, capturing one in his mouth, rolling it between his teeth as he continued to pound into her. She cried out, arching her back, and he knew he had found another one of her sweet spots. The taste of her skin was like nothing he had ever experienced, a heady mix of sweat and arousal that made him want to devour her whole.
Her hips met his thrust for thrust, the pace increasing until they were a blur of motion, a tapestry of limbs and passion. Her hands clutched at the earth, her nails digging furrows in the soft soil as she tried to anchor herself to the world, to keep from floating away on the waves of pleasure that crashed over her. And then, with a final, guttural roar, he came, his hot seed flooding her pussy and mixing with her own juices. The feeling was so intense, so overwhelming, that she came again, her body spasming around him as she rode the peak of ecstasy.
As they lay there, panting and spent, the forest seemed to hold its breath, as if in awe of the carnality that had just unfolded within its embrace. But for Riku, it was only the beginning of his conquest, the first chapter in a story of obsession and desire that would consume them both. He had claimed Hina, and now she was his to do with as he pleased. And as he looked down at her, her green eyes glazed over with pleasure, he knew that she would never be able to resist him again. The hunt was over; the real game had only just begun.
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