Chapter 162: Akane Nanao (Part 1)
After his experiences with Shinomiya Natsuha and the Sakuramiya Sisters, Haruto had become more adept at extending invitations.
During lunch break, he found Akane eating her bento in the classroom and presented her with a love letter.
Amidst the suggestive and bashful gazes of other female students, the busty beauty with peach-colored short hair shyly accepted the date invitation.
In the afternoon, Haruto visited Shinomiya Natsuha, who had already been briefed about the situation by the Takamine Sisters.
She had initially felt somewhat saddened, as the number of Haruto's women far exceeded her expectations. However, as beauties no less outstanding than her—or even more so—appeared one after another, that slight resentment gradually faded away.
Such is human nature: without comparison, there is no hurt.
Upon comparison, Shinomiya Natsuha realized she had no grounds for jealousy or anger. Combined with her body being completely conquered, she smoothly integrated into the group.
It's worth mentioning that due to their shared talents, Haruto specifically instructed her to train under Akino Sakagami.
The two beauties with polar opposite body types surprisingly got along harmoniously, though Shinomiya Natsuha, as the 'junior,' often found herself 'attacked' by Akino Sakagami, who envied her figure.
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February 16th. The streets still brimmed with Valentine's Day atmosphere, with many stores retaining their Valentine's decorations and running promotional events.
Having had two previous dates canceled due to various reasons, Haruto finally managed to have a smooth, uninterrupted date with Akane.
Truth be told, Haruto hadn't really gone on a proper date with a girl until now.
In his view, so-called dating wasn't much different from hanging out together.
Dating was merely about two people attracted to each other's bodies spending time together. Sometimes, if their interests didn't align, dating might not even be as enjoyable as hanging out with like-minded friends.
Of course, if the date culminated in physical union, it would undoubtedly be far more pleasurable than ordinary outings.
Holding Akane's soft, delicate hand, Haruto first took her shopping, buying some cute but impractical little toys.
Then they had dinner at a Western restaurant, followed by watching a romance movie...
After going through a series of clichéd yet effective dating routines, as night fell, Haruto and the incredibly alluring Akane had grown completely comfortable with each other.
"Akane, if you don't mind, why don't you stay at my place tonight?"
Akane wasn't a tease, nor would she string anyone along. While she might be lustful, she was a good girl at heart.
Her exquisite face flushed crimson, emerald eyes shimmering with moisture. Shy yet bold, she met Haruto's gaze and whispered, "Let's go to my place. My family happens to be away today."
Haruto smiled faintly. Compared to shy, introverted beauties, he preferred Akane's straightforward personality—capable of both fierce love and hatred.
Especially when paired with her tall, voluptuous body, it made him eager to possess every part of her.
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Faint moonlight seeped through the curtains into the dim bedroom. The freshly bathed girl still glistened with water droplets, her pure, flawless body resembling exquisite jade, stirring hearts at first sight. The air itself was thick with the scent of her soap and a new, electric tension that made every breath feel significant.
"Haruto... what should we do next..."
Akane gazed at Haruto's well-built physique, feeling as if a fire burned within her. Yet all the theoretical knowledge she'd acquired before seemed to vanish from her mind at this moment. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the sudden, aching emptiness she felt between her thighs.
Before the tender mouth could finish speaking these words, Haruto suddenly pounced onto her fragrant, soft body, pressing her down onto the bed and directly capturing her pink lips in a wet, passionate kiss. The weight of him was a shock, a delicious and solid reality that pinned her to the mattress, and the first touch of his lips was like a spark to tinder.
"Mmm... mmm... oh..."
At first, she still thought about pushing Haruto away, but as the deep kiss continued, Akane's snow-white hands gradually lost their strength, slowly transforming into an embrace around Haruto's neck, as if begging for more kisses. Her fingers tangled in the hair at his nape, pulling him closer, her body arching off the bed to meet the hard planes of his chest.
"Haruto, you're so skilled."
"Then, Akane, do you want to continue?"
Turning her beautiful eyes away, Akane simply waited silently for Haruto's next move, saying nothing. But her body spoke for her; a slight, involuntary roll of her hips against his was a more honest answer than any words could provide.
"Then, Akane..."
Seeing the change in the beautiful girl, Haruto slowly parted Akane's legs, clad in black stockings, to either side of her body, and slowly pressed his massive dragon against the beautiful entrance he had greedily licked in the bathroom earlier. The slick, hot evidence of her desire met the head of his cock, a tantalizing promise of the union to come.
Hmm, the black stockings were also something Haruto had specifically asked her to put on after they came out. The contrast of the dark fabric against her pale, trembling thighs was a visual feast that made his blood run even hotter.
He tested the waters, thrusting his hips forward, and sent the massive dragon inside.
The initial pressure was immense, a stretching, burning sensation that made her gasp. But it was followed by a wave of shocking fullness, a feeling of being perfectly, completely filled.
"Mmm... Ah?..."
The buxom, long-legged beauty with peach-pink short hair let out a pleasurable moan, her feverish body finally finding solace. Akane wrapped her arms around Haruto's back, deeply craving his massive dragon. Her inner walls fluttered around him, a series of involuntary, gripping pulses that drew a guttural groan from the depths of his throat.
"Akane, you're so hot there."
Haruto cupped one of Akane's beautiful breasts and began kneading it slowly. The stunning beauty's snow-white, alluring face flushed red, and her slender waist began to writhe faintly beneath him. Every slow, deliberate thrust of his hips stoked the fire within her, the friction sending jolts of pure pleasure up her spine.
Finally, as the two continued to grind deeper, the resilient yet fragile membrane was pierced by the massive dragon, and traces of crimson blood mixed with translucent honey dripped slowly. A sharp, brief pain made her nails dig into his shoulders, but it was quickly washed away by the relentless, building tide of sensation.
Akane's delicate brows furrowed slightly but gradually relaxed as the massive dragon pressed further in. The pain was a fleeting memory, now replaced by an all-consuming feeling of being taken, claimed, and possessed in the most intimate way possible.
"Ah... Haruto... I've given you my first time..."
"Mmm, Akane, if it's too much, remember to tell me."
The rigid dragon began churning through the tight, honeyed folds inside Akane, following Haruto's whims, emitting wet, squelching sounds. The lewd, slick noise of their joining filled the room, a stark and erotic soundtrack to their passion.
The warmth of her inner walls sent shivers up Haruto's spine, and his hips began moving almost involuntarily, driven by desire, thrusting the massive dragon relentlessly, drawing a continuous stream of seductive moans from Akane's lips. Each drive of his hips was a deliberate assault on her senses, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her see stars.
"Akane, your moans sound so lovely."
Pinning Akane beneath him, Haruto grasped her fair, perky breasts, squeezing the snow-white flesh together with his fingers until the pink buds stood out. He worshipped her body with his hands and mouth, leaving no part of her untouched by his fervor.
He opened his mouth and took the sensitive pink bud inside, sucking and nibbling with soft, wet sounds. Little Haruto thrust fiercely in tandem, plunging deep into her innermost passage, even pressing hard against her delicate cervix a few times. The dual sensations—the sharp, sweet pull on her nipple and the deep, internal pressure—threatened to shatter her mind.
"Ah... Haruto... Please... your cock is so deep... be gentle with me."
Perhaps the sudden, intense impact from below was too much for Akane to handle, and she uttered words she would never normally say. The plea was torn from her, a raw admission of her vulnerability to his powerful, masculine onslaught.
For a beautiful girl who had just lost her virginity, such an onslaught was indeed fierce. Haruto lifted his head, even releasing the tender, ruby-like bud for the moment, and slowed his pace as he asked, "Is this pace okay?"
"Hmph... Idiot... Ah... Don't stop... just like that..."
Rolling her eyes at Haruto above her, Akane turned her beautiful, large eyes away, slightly muffling her moans and ignoring him. But the way her hips rose to meet his next, slower thrust betrayed her true feelings entirely.
But Haruto felt encouraged. He grabbed a pillow and placed it under Akane's shapely hips, then lifted her legs, still clad in black stockings, onto his shoulders, allowing the massive dragon to penetrate even deeper. The new angle was devastating, allowing him to reach depths previously untouched, rubbing directly against her most sensitive spot with every movement.
With this small adjustment, Haruto thrust a few more times fiercely, intensifying the moans of the peach-haired beauty. Her back arched off the bed, a silent scream forming on her lips as the pleasure became almost too intense to bear.
"Akane, this way my cum will fill you up completely, it makes it easier for you to get pregnant."
Haruto grinned at Akane, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, deliberately teasing the girl who was still unaware of the truth. The lewd words, combined with the profound depth of his thrusts, sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through her.
Watching the beautiful girl's face suddenly flush with panic yet unable to resist, being freely played with in the most fertile position, a sense of conquest expanded Haruto's dark desires to their peak. His heart pounded wildly, entirely consumed by the excitement stirred by their lovemaking. He could feel his own climax building, a tight coil of heat in his gut, spurred on by the sight of her complete and utter surrender.
"Akane, do you like it when I fuck you deep like this? Tell me you love my cock."
With mischievous, deep thrusts of his dragon, the sound of their union echoed clearly. Gazing at Akane's snow-white face tinged with crimson, Haruto deliberately teased. He was pushing her, not just physically, but past the point of pride and modesty, wanting to hear her admit the raw truth of her desire.
"Hmph... Ah... How... dare you... feel so good...?"
The fiery pleasure radiating from her lower body made it difficult for Akane to form coherent sentences. Her small hands lay weakly at her sides, her entire soft, fragrant body completely under Haruto's control. She was mindless, a creature of pure sensation, her world narrowed to the place where their bodies joined.
Now, she bore no resemblance to the assertive baseball team manager, instead lying beneath Haruto like an inflatable doll, utterly at his mercy. And in this surrender, she found a freedom more exhilarating than any control.
"Heh, still acting tough? Your tight little pussy is gripping me like it never wants to let go. You're actually enjoying this, aren't you, Akane? Let me fuck you to death, let me fuck you until you're pregnant, bear my child, and be my exclusive cocksleeve for life."