Chapter 60: Melting together in a kotatsu with a childhood friend in heat

Melting together in a kotatsu with a childhood friend in heat

The two of us, Aya and I, were nestled together under the kotatsu in the six-mat room.

It’s a bit cramped for both of us to fit our legs, so our shoulders and upper arms naturally touch. Closer than when we sat side by side on the veranda, it’s the distance for lovers—distance for sex.

“The kotatsu is warm, isn’t it?”

She’s probably sweating a little because of the thick kotatsu blanket she’s wearing.

“How about taking that off?”

“Yeah… You seem hot too, Boyan.”

I put my hand on her shoulder and help her take off the blanket. Aya turns to me and she starts to remove my blanket as well.

As she pulls the sleeves off my arms, her chest, leaning forward, gently brushes against my upper arms. It’s an incredibly soft sensation, like the touch of her breasts.

Perhaps due to the movement, a sweet fragrance rises from her yellow knit sweater. Is it pheromones? The heady scent of nectar makes my mind melt and my member stirs within the kotatsu.

“The kotatsu suits you too, Boyan.”

Despite her usual teasing tone, her voice’s tone is oddly seductive. Her hand rubs against my chest. She’s likely sensing my rapidly pounding heartbeat.

“Aya looks good in it too.”

In return, I trace the line of her shoulder. Even through the knit fabric, I can tell she’s sweating.

“So, we’re like… a similar couple, huh?”

Smiling with a raised eyebrow, she’s incredibly endearing.

“That’s a good idea.”

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I reply with a gentle smile and Aya’s lips part slightly. A shallow exhale, as if suppressing something, escapes her.

Her overwhelming desire teeters on the edge, flowing into me.

―Boyan… I want you.

―But we can’t do it here.

―It’s my home.

―Just a kiss.

―No, I want to touch more.

―Someone might find out.

―I want to kiss more.

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―Your sweat’s scent.

―It’s making me excited.

―Down there, it’s throbbing.

―Can I… be the one to invite you?

I recall the future memories that my intuition showed me yesterday. The image of Aya, overwhelmed by lust, overlaps with the current reality.

Feeling her passion and fervor, I can’t possibly keep my reason intact.

“… Need a refill of tea?”

It’s a plea from Aya, her very best.

“Nah, don’t need it.”

I grab her delicate shoulder and we lock eyes.

With our noses nearly touching, her long eyelashes slowly close.

With a gentle “chu”, we engage in a kiss that’s deep and urgent from the start.

Just that causes Aya’s shoulder to tremble slightly and sweet breath escapes from the back of her throat.

“Ha… ah, nn… nyu, nn… nn, fah… ahh, nnmu…”

Aya leans in as if urging me on. As her tiny tongue slips inside my mouth, I welcome it. I lightly lick her entangling tongue with mine, pressing them together. Our slippery tongues adhere and melt into each other.

As our lips ravish each other, I start fumbling with the buttons on her thin knit. As I struggle to undo them with one hand, her soft palm overlaps with mine. Aya starts unbuttoning them herself.

“Ah, haah… nn.”

The knit fabric parts to the sides, revealing her white décolletage and the cute pink bra. Along the collarbone’s curve, I caress her glistening skin and then slowly trace my fingertips downward.

Through the bra cups, I trace the soft side of her breasts and then gently cup the supple flesh in my palm, lifting them slightly. With a light squeeze, a moist elasticity transfers to my hand.

“Mmm… fuu, uu… ah, nnmu… fah, uu… nnuh, aah… nnyu.”

Even as Aya breathes heavily in the throes of passion, she doesn’t break the kiss. Through the gaps of our kiss, strained breaths escape and drool spills from the corners of our mouths.

While gently massaging her breasts with my right hand, my left hand strokes her shoulder. I slide my fingers into the bra straps and gradually work it off along her shoulder line.

Then Aya pushes my chest firmly.

“Boyan, lie down.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll take care of you.”

Her heated gaze pierces through me and I almost fall backward. I brace myself with my hands on the tatami mat and Aya straddles my waist. She sits in a duck-legged position, like she’s mounting me in a cowgirl posture. My rigid erection presses against her soft weight, creating a pleasurable sensation.

With a mischievous smile, Aya lifts my T-shirt, revealing my sweaty skin to the cooler air. The touch of the air causes her skin to shiver.

Her palm caresses my chest.

“I love your broad chest, Boyan… It makes my heart race.”

A kiss is planted just at the base of my collarbone and my body shivers. It’s a different kind of tremor, driven by arousal, not cold. She suckles my entire chest, sensations of tickling and pleasure washing over me simultaneously.

As Aya leans closer to my nipple, she tweaks it playfully.

“This part… Your tip’s standing up, it’s cute.”

With a sucking sound, my nipple is captured and a faint electric current runs through my body. My abdominal muscles tense up and a tingle shoots down to my groin.

“Uhh.”

A moan escapes my mouth involuntarily. Aya rewards me with a satisfied smile.

She licks and licks, working her way up my nipple. Her tongue moves as if she’s spreading saliva over it. She sucks on my nipple with relish, her efforts to arouse me evident and adorable.

“Your nipple’s getting so hard, Boyan… Does it feel good?”

“Yeah, it feels amazing.”

“Hehe, I see.”

With a happy giggle, Aya continues to suck, her actions sending tingles of pleasure through my body.

Eventually, her kisses trail downward.

“Your abs… they’re so firm and sexy.”

“Ugh…”

With a strong suck near my navel, my core muscles, which I’ve been tensing, begin to relax. Her kisses descend along the grooves of my abs and eventually reach my lower abdomen.

Aya’s hand reaches out, gently pressing against my chest. I can’t resist the slight pressure and I fall backward. The back of my head touches the tatami mat.

Looking up while lying on my back, I meet Aya’s gaze. She’s on all fours, poised to pounce on me at any moment.

“Boyan, do you want me to lick you?”

Her eyes glisten with desire and her cheeks blush with shyness.

Her yellow knit sweater slips off her shoulders, one bra strap on the verge of coming undone. Her voluptuous breasts seem like they might spill out due to gravity.

Being pushed down by Aya, my member becomes fully erect in response to her desire.

“Yeah, please lick me.”

I wiggle my body and free my lower half from the kotatsu.

Aya straddles my left thigh, placing her hands on my boxer shorts. She lifts her hips slightly, making it easier to take them off. My throbbing erection springs out as the trunks are pulled down.

My penis stands erect, pointing toward the ceiling and Aya’s eyes widen.

“It’s really… standing up.”

She grasps my erection with both hands. Her warm palms envelop me, sending shivers down my back.

“Yours is so… hard.”

“Aya, you’re just too… erotic.”

“I guess so…”

Looking at me, she presses her lips against the underside of my penis.

“Mmgh.”

Wrapped in an exciting sensation, the hips lifted.

Aya’s tongue crawled on the underside of the glans, causing waves of impending orgasm. Yet, with just that, she began to stroke the shaft with both hands, intensifying the sensation.

The heat in the crotch grew and the temperature difference between Aya’s palm and the skin vanished. However, the tongue licking the glans was hotter than the rest and when the tongue passed by, it felt cooler due to the saliva adhering to it.

The stimulation to the sensitized penis was overwhelming and it felt like my brain was about to short-circuit.

“Guuh…”

Aya’s tongue flicked across with a slurping sound. It crawled from the bottom to the top of the shaft, curling around the tip of the glans.

Goosebumps of pleasure raced through my back and my body tensed. The toes opened within the kotatsu and though I wanted to curl up my lower body, I couldn’t because she was straddling my thighs.

Seemingly sensing my inner conflict, Aya stretched her body and turned over, lying facedown on my left leg. Now, no matter what she does, all I can do is keep my leg straight.

“From Boyan’s tip, something transparent is coming out… I’ll make you feel even better.”

As if tasting my pre-ejaculate, Aya pressed her tongue against the tip of the glans. With a breath mixed with a whimper, she swirled her tongue around and then took it into her mouth.

“Ugh…”

The glans was enveloped in the warmth of the membrane, causing my back to lift.

“Nggh… Fuuh, uu…”

With the glans fully in her mouth, she lowered her face further. She took more than half of the shaft into her mouth with sucking sounds.

Her warm breath felt pleasant on my crotch.

“Mmm… uu, ngh… kuuh…”

Muffled sounds echoed in Aya’s throat.

Eventually, while still holding it in her mouth, she started moving her face up and down slowly. The sound of water mixed with saliva, a sound like “jubu, jubu” became audible.

“Fuuuh… nggh, ku… nghu… n, ngh… nnggh…, …gh…”

The sensation of being stroked by her mouth and throat made my groin pulsate. Aya occasionally took the whole length into her mouth. The feeling of the glans touching the back of her throat made my hips shiver.

With each suck, her tongue slid along the underside as she pulled back. When she pulled away, she sucked with a slurping sound and finally, she sucked on the tip, drawing out my pre-ejaculate.

The all-encompassing suction from all directions and the softness of her warm mouth were too overwhelming. My groin had been trembling uncontrollably since earlier.

The regular “jubu, jubu” sound of fellatio echoed.

Aya was sucking my shaft all the way to the base. Her nose was buried in my pubic hair.

Just witnessing that sight was enough to flood me with pleasure and a sense of taboo.

“Mm, fuu… ugh, …nngh, fuu… ngh, ngh…”

Occasionally, she closed one eye in apparent discomfort, her cheek contorting. She would momentarily stop her oral attention, only to quickly resume.

She didn’t try to look at me, maybe out of embarrassment. Her gaze stayed lowered as she tirelessly continued. She already knew what would make me feel good at this point.

It’s impossible to withstand Aya’s mouth all the way to the base and not ejaculate.

The sensation of impending orgasm permeated my entire body, converging in my lower abdomen.

“Guu, aah… Aya, I’m… about to come.”

“Mm…”

Aya glanced at me briefly while still holding it in her mouth. Her gesture indicated it was okay to release into her throat.

But if I’m going to ejaculate, I want it inside her.

“Aya, that’s enough… I want to come inside you.”

In response to my desperate plea, she sucked harder, trying to draw my semen from the tip of my glans.

“Guuh…!”

Overwhelmed by the impending orgasm, my entire body tensed. In that moment, with a “chuup” sound, Aya released her mouth from the tip of the glans.

“Is it painful…?”

While regaining her breath from the lengthy fellatio, she inquired.

“Yeah, I just want to ejaculate deep inside Aya.”

“Yeah, hold on.”

Aya got on all fours, then began to take off her shorts with one hand. In that awkward posture, a faint crease emerged on her soft abdomen. The bra that was slipping off fell due to gravity, revealing glimpses of enticing pink nipples.

Swallowing hard at the provocative sight.

“Nn, sho…”

Shorts and underwear were removed, exposing her intimate area. Her inner thighs were wet and glistening and love juices were dripping from her honeyed entrance.

Aya got on all fours over me once again and, using one hand, grasped my manhood and guided it to her entrance.

With a squelching sound, the glans was enveloped by her dripping vagina.

“Fuh, nkuu… uuh, uuuh…”

Aya’s face, which had come so close that our noses might touch, contorted with sensation. A drop of sweat or tears fell from the tip of her chestnut hair, which was brushing against her cheek. She let out a sweet cooing sound and her warm breath enveloped her face.

With the rhythmic sounds of “jupu, jupu” like the earlier oral action, my flesh rod was swallowed by her undulating vaginal walls. Her inner walls were hotter than her mouth and were pulsating and convulsing around my member, mercilessly squeezing and stroking it.

“Uuh, ahh… haa, nngh… aaahh, ahh…”

The sensual moans uttered up close sent shivers down my eardrums. When Aya’s face, lost in the pleasure of penetration, was presented to me, the instinct to thrust was almost overwhelming.

I exerted force in my hips, lifting them slightly and she moaned even louder.

“Yaaah, nnahh… haa… no, don’t move, please…”

“It’s not me, Aya, your vagina feels too good, my hips are moving on their own.”

“No, that’s not… I’m moving… I want to make you feel good, so…”

Pleading, Aya sounded like reprimanding a disobedient child.

“Okay, I won’t move.”

“Nh… thank you.”

She slowly lifted her upper body. It seemed difficult due to the angle of penetration and she let out muffled moans as she managed to position herself for the cowgirl style.

“I’ll… move…”

As Aya straddled me, she started moving her hips. Her motion was a squeezing up-and-down movement that milked my member. The sounds of “zuchu, zuchu” signaled her slippery vaginal flesh clenching around my shaft.

“Ahh, haa… ahhn, uuh, kuuh… nnggh, aaahh… aahhn…”

The recoil from my groin hitting hers made her hip movement more vigorous. One cup of her bra flipped over, revealing her white breast, which swayed enticingly. The pink nipples were erect, bouncing in sync with the up-and-down motion.

“Nnggh, ahh… anngh, ahhn… ukuuh, nngh, aaahh… aahhn…”

Inside Aya’s swaying body, the other breast, still encased in the bra, seemed confined.

Reaching out, I grabbed the loose-knit sweater that was about to come off. Aya extended her hands as well and I pulled the sweater off her arms.

“Aya, take off your bra too.”

“Yeah…”

As Aya wrapped her hands around her back, her breasts bounced. I had her extend both arms, removing the bra and leaving her completely naked.

“Boyan, too… take them off.”

She pleaded with a lonely tone.

As I took off the T-shirt that had been pushed up to my neck by her, she looked down at me with a satisfied smile. Her bewitching gaze sent shivers down my spine.

“…Nn, ahh, aa… anngh, nuuh, aaahh… ahh, ahhn…”

The motion of her hips milking my shaft grew more intense. Sounds like “batchu, batchu” echoed as my crotch and her buttocks collided.

The pressure of her vaginal walls increased and the ripples of her vaginal folds became more intense. Her vaginal entrance tightened around the shaft from base to tip, urging me to ejaculate.

“Haaahhh…”

Aya moaned loudly.

Due to the slightly tilted angle of our up-and-down motion, my slightly bent flesh rod seemed to be scraping against her most sensitive area, the underside of her belly.

“Haa, aaahhh… nghh, aaahhh… aaahhhhh…”

Arching her back, Aya climaxed. She continued to convulse while rubbing my shaft against her vaginal sweet spot.

My shaft was tightly squeezed and my vision flickered. The pleasure was so overwhelming that it almost felt like I was ejaculating. Yet, deep in my lower abdomen, desires simmered, waiting for the moment of release.

If I were to ejaculate in this state, I wondered what kind of intense pleasure would engulf me.

As I feared the unprecedented sensation of climax, Aya’s body leaned and she collapsed onto me.

Without thinking, I instinctively tried to catch her, but she firmly held onto my hands. In a stance resembling a game of hand sumo, I supported Aya and she began to sway her hips.

“Nh… aahh, fuuh… nkuu, n… aah, ya, aaahh…”

Instead of moving up and down, it was a grinding motion back and forth. The thrusts were so intense that my body trembled and my mind went blank.

Aya, lost in climax, continued to rock her hips, greedily seeking more pleasure. She closed her eyes as if unable to bear the overwhelming sensations and tears trickled down her cheeks.

—It feels so good, it hurts.

—Even though I’m climaxing.

—It’s going to get even bigger.

—I can’t take any more.

—And yet.

—My hips won’t stop.

Aya’s flood of sensations flowed into me.

The sounds of “guchu, guchu” echoed as my shaft stirred within her vagina. She squeezed our linked hands tightly and her vaginal walls tightened.

“Guhh… I’m coming, can’t hold it… I’m about to…”

“Yeah, it’s okay… ah, ah… Boyan, I’m coming…”

—Boyan came.

—He’s feeling good because of me.

“Aya, you can come too.”

“Yeah, ah… I’m coming… ah, aaahn, Boyan, together…”

—Yeah, let’s come together.

“Together… let’s come together…”

—I’m coming.

—It feels good.

—I’m going to come.

—No.

—I’m coming.

“Ah, ah, ahh… coming… coming, ah… coming…”

“Guaaahh… uguuuu…!”

Squirts and spurts—semen ejaculated. It flowed out with incredible force. The heat of my entire body concentrated in my testicles and the thick semen was forcefully expelled.

Accompanied by a powerful pleasure, the urethra tingled and semen surged forth from the swollen glans in a torrent, invading Aya’s depths, violating her womb.

Everything turned white and all that remained was the sensation of pleasure.

The moment of climax seemed to stretch into eternity, leaving room for nothing but the gasps of ecstasy in my mind.

Slightly, my hand hurt. Aya’s fingers, which had gripped tightly, had dug into the back of my hand.

—Ah, ah… ahhh… nguuu…

Her body shivered in the aftermath of climax, her gaze turned downward.

In the next moment, my shaft was tightly squeezed and my thoughts were scattered.

“Uhh, Aya… guuuu…!”

The throbbing of my shaft intensified and I was overcome with the pleasure of ejaculation. The sensation of emptiness in my testicles. Muscles tightened in my abdomen and lower belly and my anus clenched. Thighs became rigid, toes stretched taut. With every muscle in my body engaged, I poured my semen deep into Aya.

It felt as if I were ascending to heaven due to the overwhelming pleasure.

Aya, who was surely experiencing pleasure many times greater, tensed her entire body and eventually began to relax.

Unable to withstand the climax any longer, her body tilted forward.

Just when I thought she might collapse onto me, Aya placed both hands on my shoulders and managed to support herself at the last moment.

“Haah, aahh… haah… ahh, no… ngguuuhh…”

Aya climaxed beside my ear.

Her vagina tightened, pleading for another ejaculation. The intertwining folds of her vaginal walls tugged at me deeper and deeper. An involuntary pleasure made her release a sound resembling a beastly sigh.

Her soft breasts pressed against my chest, providing a pleasant sensation. Every part of our bodies that touched felt pleasurable, as if every inch that connected with Aya was a pleasure point.

—Boyan’s shoulder, cool.

—Stomach, warm.

—Skin rubbing, pleasurable.

—Every part touching Boyan, pleasurable.

Our thoughts mingled, our sensations blending in a pool of heightened arousal.

Just being close to the person you love feels good.

“Aya, I love you.”

As I whispered into her ear, her vaginal walls clung tightly.

“I-I love you too…”

—Boyan, I love you.

—I like you.

—Too much, it hurts.

—Always.

—Always like this.

I placed my hand against Aya’s quivering cheek and covered her slightly parted lips.

“Mmm, mmm… mmm… mmchu, mmm…”

Our tongues intertwined as if mixing our oral cavities. The kiss was so pleasurable that I pressed her head down, sealing our faces together.

Not wanting to let go of this pleasure, we embraced each other with all our might.