Chapter 5: I took my childhood friend to the bathroom

I took my childhood friend to the bathroom

I grabbed the waistband of Aya’s shorts and she pressed both of her hands over mine.

Aya and I stood under the shower, gazing at each other as water flowed over our heads.

Our clothes were becoming heavier as they soaked up more and more water.

“Boyan, you said you wouldn’t do anything weird!”

That’s why I let Boyan into the room. I wanted to believe, to trust him.

At that moment, he jumped in to save me.

I thought, maybe Boyan is still Boyan after all.

I trusted him again.

“

Using Tokita’s name to threaten me is low, though.

That’s how it is, right?

From Aya’s penetrating gaze, I could feel anger and protest emanating.

“It’s unusual.”

Surprised words slipped from my mouth.

“Huh…?”

Aya looked confused, not understanding the meaning of the words, but she continued to stare at me defiantly.

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Aya rarely gets angry. That’s one of her many strengths and weaknesses. She’s more likely to accept or forgive than clash with others. She fears being disliked or breaking relationships more than anything.

That’s why it’s really rare to see Aya express anger like this. This twisted expression, I’ve never seen it before.

If it had been me from yesterday, I probably wouldn’t have been able to stay sane under Aya’s gaze. But things are different now.

This is right.

The intuition bestowed by the divine was assertive.

It felt like I had skipped several steps on the staircase to gain Aya.

I closed the gap by half a step, getting so close that our bodies were about to touch.

“Ah, ah…”

Aya let out a strained cry. My arousal was pressing against her abdomen. My thin shorts were wet, clinging tightly to my lower body. This made the menacing shape of my erection even more prominent.

Aya’s eyes were briefly fixated on that, then she turned pale. Her anger from a moment ago vanished and her gaze wandered towards my chest. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

This is fine.

That was the decisive message from the divine.

I felt like I had skipped several steps to win Aya over.

I pulled Aya’s waistband slightly, slipping my right hand into the small space created.

“Boyan, stop…”

Immediately, my hand came into contact with the fabric of Aya’s underwear. It had a slightly smooth texture.

Trying to slide my hand inside it as well, I twisted my finger into the elastic part and lowered the fabric, tracing her left thigh’s upper part.

My palm had reached about halfway into her shorts when I was stopped.

Aya was gripping my right hand with all her might, pleading “no, no” and attempting to pull it out using both hands.

At that moment, Yukari’s voice echoed from the bedroom.

“Aya, are you in the shower?”

I leaned close to Aya’s ear and whispered.

“Answer Yukari or you’ll look suspicious.”

Aya’s body trembled, but then she nodded slightly with a gulp.

Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself to speak loudly.

“Uhh, I got a bit cold… ahh.”

Aya’s response didn’t last till the end.

Seizing the opportunity when her attention shifted to Yukari, I slid my right hand into her shorts.

With my entire palm, I caressed the base of Aya’s thigh.

“Ahh… oh…”

I savored the sensation of the slightly protruding bones with my thumb.

With my index, middle and ring fingers, I kneaded the soft flesh of her thigh.

The tip of my pinky encountered a soft sensation, a delicate touch on Aya’s most sensitive area.

If I slid my palm about ten centimeters to the left, I would reach her intimate region.

Aya shook her head slightly and pleaded, “Stop.” Her lower lip was caught between her teeth as she desperately held onto my hand.

Large tears were probably streaming down her face, but I couldn’t tell since her face was wet from the shower.

“Hey, can I use the bathroom?”

Yukari’s voice, louder than before, reached me.

Seems like she’s right outside the bathroom door now.

“No, please…”

Aya’s voice was drowned out by the sound of the shower.

“Coming in!”

I sensed Yukari entering. A vague silhouette moved behind the frosted glass of the sliding door. She seemed to be doing something at the sink.

Without any hesitation, I took advantage of the release of my right hand to touch Aya’s intimate area.

I slid my hand to the left and lowered it slightly.

“Ah…!”

A scream escaped from Aya, whose hands were covering her mouth.

A thrill surged through me, making all the hair on my body stand on end.

My palm felt the sensation of a softly textured mound.

Aya’s pubic area was smooth and tender, slightly raised at the center.

Right where my middle finger rested, I felt the sensation of a moist crevice.

I embedded the tip of my middle finger into the gap between her lower abdomen’s flesh pressure.

“Ah, nnn…”

As I bent my finger into a hook shape, I was enveloped by the feeling of wet mucous membranes.

“No… there… stop… ahh…”

Aya’s hands pressed against my chest.

She was desperately trying to push me away with her entire body.

However, the stimulation in her lower abdomen left her almost powerless.

Inside the slippery mucous membrane, I moved my middle finger back and forth.

With each movement, Aya let out tantalizing sounds like “ahh” and “fuuh”, fueling my desire.

Thud! Aya headbutted my chest.

She continued to rub her forehead against me.

My hands on my chest were trembling.

Undoubtedly, Aya was feeling it.

I could feel that coming from her.

Aya probably wasn’t aware of the pleasure yet, but she was desperately enduring the irresistible stimulation with a tense posture.

Inside my chest, through my fingers, Aya was experiencing pleasure.

For a moment, I almost lost myself in this reality.

Feelings of love and possessiveness overflowed and I felt like I was going mad.

I pushed my bent middle finger further into the mucous membrane.

Aya’s inner walls were tight and the soft flesh pressed on my finger. Despite that, it was slick and I could insert it without resistance.

“Hiu”, Aya let out a particularly loud moan and began to shiver.

She seemed unable to withstand the inexplicable fear and the rising arousal.

“Nn… ku, a… yaa…”

I teased Aya’s pleasurable spots, moving my finger within her vagina.

I parted the vaginal folds and confirmed the presence of an opening.

A different kind of moisture, distinct from the shower water, trailed along my fingers—a slick, slimy fluid.

Within Aya’s shorts, I was violating her vagina with my fingers.

“Hey, Aya~”

Right there, Yukari’s voice rang out.

I brought my face closer to Aya’s head, which was at my chest.

“Aya, answer her.”

Aya lightly took a deep breath while still looking downward, then forced out her voice.

“Nn… what?”

In the meantime, I continued to stimulate Aya’s vaginal entrance with small motions, occasionally slipping my fingers into her wet flesh.

Heart-wrenching cries of “aah” and “nnn” constantly escaped Aya’s mouth.

“Boyan earlier was so cool, wasn’t he~”

“Aya, answer her.”

“Nn… yeah~…”

A clang came from the bathroom.

It seemed Yukari had finished whatever she was doing at the sink.

The silhouette gradually turned towards us.

“I also want a childhood friend like that~”

Yukari’s voice grew louder.

She was facing the bathroom head-on, addressing us.

“I felt a bit envious earlier~”

I withdrew my hand from Aya’s shorts and squatted inside the bathroom.

I did so to hide my silhouette from Yukari’s view.

I was confident she wouldn’t notice, but I did it just in case.

Besides, I wanted to see Aya’s intimate area up close.

As I squatted down, I quickly pulled down Aya’s shorts in one go.

“Ah, no!”

“Huh? No, I mean… I won’t take him away or anything~!”

Yukari laughed, sounding amused.

“Ah, no… not like that…”

While responding to Yukari, Aya desperately tried to stop my hand from removing her underwear.

Aya’s underwear was pure white, made of a smooth and soft stretchy fabric.

A thin gray line ran along the waistband.

It was a very simple design.

However, due to my earlier actions, it was almost coming off and the sight was incredibly provocative.

It had slipped down, exposing the base of her thighs.

With a bit more effort, her most intimate area could be visible.

I overcame Aya’s resistance and hooked my fingers onto her underwear.

Aya also tried to remove my fingers with both her hands.

“Hey, Aya, do you maybe like Boyan too?”

“Huh, no, not at all!”

Aya turned towards Yukari as if bouncing off and vehemently denied.

Would the previous me have been somewhat affected by Aya’s words?

But now, I don’t care at all.

Aya’s rejection and denial of affection were just steps to be overcome in order to obtain her.

Thanks to Yukari, Aya’s resistance weakened, so I swiftly removed her underwear.

“Yaa…!”

Aya’s hands came after me, but they couldn’t reach the shorts that had been pulled down to her ankles.

This time, Aya’s hands tried to conceal her genitals.

While holding onto her hands and gently tapping them away, I decided to thoroughly appreciate Aya’s most precious part.

Even though Aya had thin body hair, she had pubic hair.

The sensation had been smooth when I touched it earlier, but now I could see a faint growth of hair, like baby hairs.

Beneath that, there was a gently swelling mound—her beautiful mons pubis.

From there, a straight line ran down, extending to the captivating triangle of her erotic zone.

As I was lost in thought, Yukari’s voice came from behind the frosted glass.

“…Ah, sorry, I shouldn’t have teased you… Sorry, forget I brought it up.”

Aya pulled back her hips, tightly closed her thighs and tried to escape my voyeuristic gaze.

I inserted my right middle finger into that flesh pressure again and began to play with Aya’s vaginal entrance.

“Unh…”

Aya’s leg muscles grew weaker.

With my left hand, I gripped Aya’s thigh and pushed it outward, spreading her soft flesh.

Meanwhile, I continued moving my fingers within Aya’s wet cavern.

As Aya’s balance faltered, her back hit the bathroom wall. As a result, her pelvis slightly jutted towards me.

While holding Aya’s right thigh in place with my left hand, I entered her, all while being conscious of Yukari on the other side of the frosted glass.

There, in front of me, was Aya’s womanly entrance.

Vividly pink flesh glistened.

Sticky love juices were dripping from deep within.

I want to lick it.

I want to savor it.

I slowly brought my face closer.

Once again, Yukari’s voice came from outside.

“… Ahh, what I said… sorry, it’s strange of me, isn’t it, saying odd things while you shower…”

Yukari turned around and I sensed her leaving the washroom.

“Wait, Yukari…”

Aya’s plea for help was drowned out by the sound of the shower and the bathroom door. Yukari couldn’t hear it.

I spread the moist folds of the slimy mucous membrane in front of me with my thumb.

I was nearly within reach with my nose.

“Uh, no… no, nooo, not there…”

Aya likely didn’t possess knowledge about the upcoming caress. Still, instinctively, she seemed to understand how much arousal and stimulation it could bring.

I latched onto the opened secret entrance with my lips.

“Hiyahh, nnah… no, there… nnngg…!”

With trembling hands, Aya pushed my head, my face.

But she had little strength left.

I voraciously ravished Aya’s vagina.

I spread several layers of folds with my fingers and tongue, sucking and licking the insides.

The shower water mixed in and honestly, I couldn’t discern the taste.

Yet, with Aya’s love juices flowing from her honey pot, my tongue recognized it as delicious.

“… Ha, nuuhh… aaahhnn, stop, stop it…”

Since Aya was standing, it was frustrating that I couldn’t insert my tongue deep enough.

Struggling to make my tongue reach as far as possible, I pressed my mouth against her wet opening.

The moist pubic hair tickled my nose.

Interrupting the act of inserting my tongue deep into her, I decided to give Aya’s entire genital area a thorough licking.

“Hiyaa, annnn…”

After several licks, I caught a slightly rough bump on the surface of my tongue.

Intuitively, I realized it was Aya’s most sensitive spot—her clitoris.

The little bump’s hood had drawn back, revealing the core.

I slowly started licking that nub with my tongue.

“Aahhnn, noo, there… noo, ahh… nooo…”

Cries of anguish fell from above, raining down.

Discovering Aya’s vulnerability—where her pleasure intensified—made me excited and I instinctively wanted to lick it vigorously. In the next moment…

My intuition reprimanded me.

It seemed that God was teaching me how to pleasure Aya the most sensually satisfying way.

I let my conviction guide me and used my lips to gently cover her clitoris as if to suck it lightly.

With the tip of my tongue, I gently licked its surface, then used the underside of my tongue to lick down.

At the same time, I applied a light suction. Aya made an interesting noise in response.

“Nh, aaahh… noo, noo, ahnn… noo…”

Gently licking up and down, softly sucking.

I didn’t increase the suction or speed – I repeated the caress with a steady rhythm.

Persistent and unrelenting.

“Hiih, aah, fuu… higuu… nnahh, nnuuu…”

From Aya’s mouth, a mix of cries and moans emerged, a blend of sorrow and passion.

I sensed Aya’s sensuality gradually intensifying.

And then…

“Nuuhh—!”

Aya’s hips shook violently and the vibration transmitted to my face.

She clutched my hair tightly for a moment, then suddenly relaxed.

Aya’s body leaned toward me, so I quickly got up to support her.

Trembling, she leaned against my chest, her strength gone.

Her gaze lacked focus, as if wandering somewhere.

Aya had reached her climax.

I gently embraced her, like that.

For how long had I done this?

Aya grabbed my arm and slightly distanced herself.

Her face was flushed, her breathing heavy.

However, her consciousness seemed to be returning, as she attempted to regulate her breath.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to bring an unwilling partner to orgasm like this. And if the partner were an inexperienced virgin with no romantic experience and unfamiliar with a woman’s desires, it would be even more challenging.

But for me now, it was clear how to interact with Aya, how to touch her, how to arouse her to reach climax. I also knew how to erode Aya’s heart.

Aya seemed unable to process what had happened to her, appearing confused.

Still, she managed to find some words to utter.

“Boyan… please, stop…”

At that moment, in the distance, Yukari’s voice echoed.

“Aya, I’m heading to your room since I was called. Aya, come back once you’re done with your shower!”

She must have shouted from the entrance.

Soon after, I heard the distinct sound of the door closing.

Aya slowly looked up at me.

Her expression was filled with intense fear.

But I understand.

I know what Aya is afraid of.

The overwhelming pleasure that can transform both body and mind.

The sensation of losing oneself.

And Aya is scared of it.

“Please, no more… forgive me…”

I turned off the shower.

Aya’s body must have warmed up sufficiently by now.

Continuing might lead to overheating.

I reached out again between Aya’s legs.

“Ah…!”

Large tears welled up in Aya’s eyes.

As always, Aya is a crybaby.

One of her many shortcomings.

No, maybe now it’s one of her strengths.

I decided to take my time and make Aya cry as much as possible.