I, Who Acquired the Ability to Read Memories, Am Being Swallowed by Darkness - While I Should Be Protecting Beautiful Girls, I Am Being Drawn into Darkness Each Time I Use My Power, Yet for Some Reason, My Harem of Beautiful Girls Keeps Growing - Chapter 40: Hinata-chan with the Recorder

Chapter 40: Hinata-chan with the Recorder

“Hinata, use this next.”

Aira pulled out a recorder from Hinata-chan’s school bag.

“Huh?”

“Stick it in your pussy!”

“No way!”

Hinata-chan screamed, her face pale.

“Come on, do it!”

Aira and Erica spread Hinata-chan’s legs, trying to force the recorder inside her.

“No, it’s impossible!”

Hinata-chan twisted her body, desperately resisting.

“Hinata, it’ll feel even better!”

Mao said, pushing the recorder in further.

“It hurts!”

Hinata-chan shook her head violently, refusing.

“Hurry up.”

Mao glared coldly, urging her.

“No!”

Hinata-chan continued to twist her body.

“It’s okay.”

Erica gently stroked Hinata-chan’s back.

Mao’s grip on the recorder slowly pushed it into Hinata-chan’s smooth pussy.

“Ahh! It hurts, stop!”

Hinata-chan cried out in pain.

“Look, the recorder’s inside your pussy now.”

Aira stroked Hinata-chan’s head, looking satisfied.

“Uuu… ahh… huff huff huff…”

Hinata-chan’s face contorted in pain, but she tried to catch her breath.

“Does it feel good?”

Aira asked.

Blood was dripping from Hinata-chan’s pussy.

“Not at all!”

Hinata-chan shouted, tears in her eyes.

“Too bad. Your first time was with my recorder.”

“Hahaha! The innocent Hinata lost her virginity to a recorder!”

“Seriously, there’s blood! Now you’re officially an adult!”

Mao said, thrusting the recorder in and out.

“Wait! I’ll do it!”

Erica stepped forward, taking over the recorder.

“No! Stop!”

Hinata-chan twisted her body desperately.

“Come on, push it deeper.”

Erica inserted the recorder mercilessly.

“Ahh… ugh… ohh…”

Hinata-chan groaned.

“It’s okay, it’ll be over soon.”

Erica spoke gently but continued thrusting the recorder deeper.

“It hurts! Stop, please!”

Hinata-chan screamed, shaking her head violently.

Nchu nchu nchu…

The recorder gradually moved more smoothly.

The three girls took turns holding her legs and thrusting the recorder.

“Ahh… my pussy’s tearing…”

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi jyu…

“Hinata-chan, you’re making such cute noises…”

Erica laughed.

Initially, blood flowed from her pussy, but it soon stopped, replaced by clear love juices.

The recorder made faint sounds as it moved in and out.

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi jyu…

“Mmm… ahh… feh…”

The sound of the recorder’s insertion grew more intense.

“Jubo pyu jubo nuppo hyu poppi jyu…”

Clear liquid dripped from Hinata-chan’s pussy.

“Stop… ahh… ahh…”

Hinata-chan trembled, pleading.

“Come on, climax already, pervert!”

Aira thrust the recorder deeper.

Zubo zupo gori zubo zupo…

“Ahh! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

Hinata-chan screamed, her body convulsing.

Her pussy gushed with love juices.

Erica laughed.

Mao nodded.

“Now, do it yourself! We’ve filmed enough, so go ahead and climax as much as you want!”

Aira said.

Hinata-chan, with a blank expression, took the recorder.

“Come on, masturbate.”

“Uuu… ahh…”

Tears streamed down Hinata-chan’s face as she pressed the recorder against her pussy.

“Go ahead, insert it.”

“Ahh!”

Hinata-chan shook her head desperately but inserted the recorder into her pussy.

Her small butterfly hair accessory swayed on her black twin tails.

“Ahh… ahh… ahh…”

Sweet moans escaped Hinata-chan’s lips as she moved the recorder in and out.

Her soft labia distorted with each thrust.

“Does it feel good?”

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi jyu…

“No, it doesn’t! Ahh!”

Hinata-chan shook her head, but her body was honest.

Her hips began to move on their own.

“Come on, do it harder.”

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi jyu…

“Ahh… I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

Hinata-chan climaxed, forgetting the camera filming her.

Her body trembled violently as she reached her peak.

Aira and the others laughed at the sight.

“Look at her, the innocent act is gone. She’s just a pervert.”

Erica said coldly.

“If the class finds out, they’ll be shocked!”

Mao added.

“Hinata, you’re seriously a pervert. Guys would love this.”

Aira taunted.

“Come on, insert the recorder again!”

“No… please… it’s embarrassing…”

Hinata-chan blushed, but despite her words, she brought the recorder to her pussy and inserted it slowly.

“Ahh… it feels so fluffy…”

Sweet moans escaped Hinata-chan’s lips, as if she were trying to return to her mother’s womb.

“Does it feel good?”

“Mmm… it feels so good…”

Hinata-chan closed her eyes, surrendering to the pleasure.

Aira and the others watched, laughing.

“She’s truly a pervert. Hinata’s disgusting.”

Erica said coldly, and Mao nodded in agreement.

Bicha pyu bichu hyu poppi…

“Ahh… it’s so deep…”

“Come on, do it harder!”

Aira urged, and Hinata-chan’s hips began to move on their own.

Her pussy, as if seeking the recorder, moved up and down.

Her black twin tails swayed wildly.

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi…

“Ahh… ahh… this is amazing! I’m cumming!”

Hinata-chan screamed, reaching her climax.

Her body trembled violently, and she even squirted.

“Hinata’s definitely a pervert.”

Aira laughed.

The others joined in.

Hinata-chan, still with the recorder inside her, basked in the afterglow of her climax.

“Ahh… I want to do it again…”

When Hinata-chan said this, Aira nodded with a smile.

“Go for it!”

“Hinata’s unstoppable!”

“She’s too much!”

Hinata-chan pressed the recorder against her pussy again.

This time, she tried to achieve pleasure just from the recorder’s vibrations, without moving her hips.

“Ahh… it feels so good…”

Hinata-chan closed her eyes, surrendering to the pleasure.

Bichu pyu bicha hyu poppi…

“Ahh… ahh… it feels so good… mmm!”

Hinata-chan inserted and withdrew the recorder with her right hand while rubbing her clitoris with her left.

Her actions seemed to drive her wild.

“Wow! She’s so lewd!”

“Seriously, it’s too much!”

“Hinata, do it harder!”

Urged by Aira, Hinata-chan sped up her movements.

Each time the recorder entered and exited her soft labia, love juices splattered.

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi…

“Mmm… ahh… it feels so good… mmm!”

Hinata-chan inserted and withdrew the recorder with her right hand while rubbing her clitoris with her left.

Her actions seemed to drive her wild.

“Wow! She’s so lewd!”

“Seriously, it’s too much!”

“Hinata, do it harder!”

Urged by Aira, Hinata-chan sped up her movements.

Each time the recorder entered and exited her soft labia, love juices splattered.

Bicha pyu buchuu hyu poppi…

“Ahh… ahh… I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

Hinata-chan climaxed again.

Her eyes rolled back, and she drooled, passing out.

The recorder remained thrust into her pussy as she trembled and fell backward.

Her pussy gushed with love juices, more intensely than before.

Her body twitched violently.

Her black twin tails clung to her sweaty face.

“What should we do with this?”

“The room smells so bad…”

“Once Hinata wakes up, we’ll make her clean it.”

I watched the video, feeling excited.

A fifth-grade girl masturbating with a recorder was fresh and taboo.

Plus, Hinata-chan’s tears and her struggle against pleasure, despite being berated by Aira, were incredibly erotic.

Her piano performance was breathtaking.

The music she created was like an angel’s whisper.

Her serious profile exuded the aura of a professional pianist.

It was hard to believe that the innocent, fairy-like Hinata-chan had been reduced to such a lewd state.

She exposed herself in ways no one should see, surrendering to pleasure.

I felt guilty, but I replayed the video on my phone.

(I’m sorry, Hinata-chan…)

I called out to her in my mind and reached for my crotch.

I couldn’t hold back anymore.

No man could resist this.

I pulled down my pants and exposed my erect cock.

Feeling guilty, I began to stroke it.

Her pure personality, her trusting nature, her kindness to everyone, her hardworking attitude—all contrasted with her lewd behavior in the video.

Watching her tremble and climax, I couldn’t hold back.

I stroked frantically, my mind going blank with pleasure.

“Ahh! I’m cumming!”

I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen, stroking my rock-hard cock desperately.

The amount of semen was overwhelming, and cleaning it up with tissues was a challenge.

(I’m sorry, Hinata-chan, just one more time…)

I replayed the video again and again.

Her graceful movements, her elegant posture—everything about her was beautiful.

But every time I saw her thrust the recorder into her pussy and shake her hips, my cock hardened, and I couldn’t stop ejaculating.

Hinata-chan’s image captivated me.

The way she inserted the recorder into her pussy and moved her hips was obscene, taboo, and beautiful.

(Hinata-chan…)

I couldn’t help but whisper her name.

A cute girl masturbating on her own, in front of her classmates.

Looking at the semen on my hand, I thought,

(What if I covered Hinata-chan in this?)

A dangerous thought crossed my mind.

I wanted to cover her body with my semen.

The desire was overwhelming.

(This is bad…)

I snapped back to reality and shook my head.

Hurting Hinata-chan was unacceptable.

I took a deep breath to calm myself.

(Just one more time…)

I pressed play again.

On screen, Hinata-chan thrust the recorder into her pussy, shaking her hips desperately.

Despite being berated by Aira, she never gave up, pursuing pleasure.

The sight excited me once more.

And as I entered the wise man’s time, anger toward Aira boiled within me.

(This is unforgivable…)

Aira’s actions were criminal.

I thought about calling the police, but to protect Hinata-chan’s privacy, I decided to handle it alone.

I couldn’t involve the police or her family.

I resolved to go to Aira’s house alone.