"Utaha Kasumigaoka, what are you doing!?"
Tossing the phone aside, the situation was now completely reversed. Utaha had Eriri pinned to the tatami. Before, Utaha hadn't dared to make a sound, but now...
Though neither Utaha nor Eriri were the type to exercise, Utaha easily used her weight advantage to suppress Eriri.
"So heavy! Are you a fat pig?"
"Hmph..." Utaha pressed down harder, squishing her lush, ample breasts against Eriri's flat chest.
Fat pig? That's just because your tits are too small! Because your ass is too bony!
Utaha didn't say it out loud, but her actions said everything. The sensation of softness against her chest made Eriri burn with jealousy. How is this fair!?
But Eriri wasn't about to let herself be bullied. She knew Utaha's weaknesses all too well.
"What a lewd, sow-like body you have, Utaha... You came the instant he fucked you earlier, didn't you? You little slut~"
"I am not a slu—EEK!!!!"
The way Utaha was pinning Eriri left her own rear hoisted high. Her black stockings, already ripped and stained with the blood of her lost virginity, left the vulnerable flesh between her legs completely exposed.
Rin grabbed Utaha's slender waist. Her tight entrance, still tender from the first time, was stretched open again. The fingers Utaha had used to grip Eriri's wrists lost all strength. She collapsed onto Eriri, their faces pressed together, every ragged gasp from Utaha's mouth echoing in Eriri's ear.
Eriri, finding her hands free, let out a wicked grin. She slid her body down, propping up Utaha's shoulder, and buried her face in Utaha's chest, biting down on a sensitive nipple.
"Eriri! Are... are you a baby!? Don't bite! Ahh~ gent... gentler, it's too deep! AHHH!!!!"
Utaha was panicking. Her body was incredibly sensitive. Back when they played the King's Game, Rin had simply stacked her and Eriri together, using their pressed bellies as a "cup," and that had been enough to make her legs shake.
And now... with every thrust, Rin was hitting the very depths of her soul. Utaha was powerless against the combined assault of the two.
Saliva began to leak from the corner of her mouth.
Holding Utaha tight, Eriri's fingers slid down her narrow waist to grab the plump mounds of her ass, which were vibrating with every impact from Rin. Eriri's index and middle fingers formed a "V" as she poked at the untouched territory between Utaha's cheeks, prying them apart.
"!!!!!!" The moment she was touched there, Utaha's dazed eyes snapped into focus. The strength of her glutes was no match for fingers. Even though Eriri was just pulling the cheeks apart, Utaha felt like her entire insides were being exposed to Rin's gaze.
"Eriri, you... pervert! Even a place like that... !!!!"
"Tsk... a sow's ass is certainly meaty," Eriri muttered, her voice muffled by Utaha's breast.
Utaha wanted to retort, but being toyed with by two people at once was too much for her fragile endurance. Soon, her voice was lost to high-pitched, mindless moans.
However, Eriri wasn't going to get off scot-free. Two other girls were idle. To bite Utaha's chest, Eriri had slid her body down, leaving her own blood-stained crotch completely wide open.
Eriri didn't notice Megumi Kato approaching Rin's back with a variety of toys. Sumi wanted to join in the fun, but Rin pulled her into a deep kiss, his fingers hooking behind her to lift her body until she was forced onto her tiptoes.
Outside the studio door, Sakurako trembled as she listened to the mixture of crashing waves and the girls' wanton screams. As expected! My guess was right!!!
The images of Karen and Shion flashed through Sakurako's mind. They had both stayed on this island... which meant Shion-sama and Big Sister-sama had likely been fucked by him too.
She felt a surge of envy. He actually got to be with Big Sister-sama...
The thought of her admired Shion being fucked until she screamed with lust filled Sakurako with a strange bitterness and jealousy. Why? Why does he get Big Sister-sama's favor?
It must be that Big Sister-sama defeated him and forced him to be her sex slave, draining him dry! Yes! That must be it. It's impossible for Big Sister-sama to be pinned down; she must be the one squeezing him for every drop!
...
"I can't... I really can't anymore..."
Utaha gasped for air, her chest heaving. Her nipples, bitten red by Eriri, bounced with her ragged breathing.
She was no longer pinning Eriri down. Eriri, Megumi, and Sumi were all in a similarly disheveled state. The room was thick with the heavy scent of sex. On the low tatami table sat a tropical dinner Sakurako had brought—coconut milk sticky rice and fruit.
Outside the sliding doors, the sun had completely set. Eriri, Megumi, and Sumi sat cross-legged on the floor eating. They hadn't showered, only wiped themselves down with wet towels, but the fluids filled inside them occasionally leaked out.
"Can't take it? You really are a weakling, Utaha. Such a little slut, a total slut~"
Eriri mocked her while eating to regain her strength. Although Rin's stamina was superhuman and none of them could face him 1-on-1, there were four of them to rotate. When he was focusing on one, he mostly just used his hands on the others.
Except for Utaha, who had the lowest physical endurance, the others were doing okay thanks to the rotation. But as for Utaha... her being a "weakling" gave Rin a greater sense of accomplishment. Not that he needed to prove anything, but seeing her break so easily made him want to bully her more.
"Have mercy... my baby room is going to break!!! EEK!!!!"
Even as she spoke, Utaha's body arched in a spasm.
Despite being the weakest, she was receiving the most. The others were almost full, but Utaha hadn't even started her dinner. Eriri and the others didn't eat too much, though... they didn't want to get thrust so hard they threw up, especially the tiny Sumi. Since Sumi only used her ass, she felt like she was being "rearranged" all the way to her stomach.
A satisfied Eriri smirked and crouched next to Utaha's face, holding a bowl of coconut sticky rice.
"Hungry? Utaha, I'll be kind enough to feed you today~"
Feed me? Is she really that nice?
Utaha, just coming down from her high, looked confused. With Eriri crouching beside her, she could see the area emitting the strongest male scent right in front of her face.
Wait...
When she says "feed me," is she going to add an "extra ingredient"!?
Under Utaha's watchful eyes, Eriri scooped up a spoonful of rice soaked in coconut milk. But she didn't move it toward Utaha's mouth; instead, she brought it toward her own dripping "vertical lips."