Chapter 66: I had s*x in the locker room with my childhood friend who set me up

I had s*x in the locker room with my childhood friend who set me up

We entered the locker room and turned on the lights.

Several cleaned uniforms were hanging on the pipe hanger. I vaguely remembered that I usually tossed my uniform into a vinyl box in the corner of the room.

As I recalled what the shift leader Shibasaki-san had said, Aya suddenly squeezed my hand tightly.

“Boyan, should I… change first?”

While still holding hands, Aya timidly asked.

“No, not now. I want to hold you close quickly.”

“R-right…”

Her eyes shimmered and her shyness caused my arousal to grow even stronger.

I grabbed Aya’s shoulders and gently pushed her against a locker, trying to be careful. However, the impact still produced a fairly loud noise.

“Sorry”, I was about to apologize, but I noticed something strangely soft about her body. I had lost all tension – my body felt so relaxed. She seemed to be giving me the dominion over her body, as if saying, “You can do whatever you want.”

“Hey, Boyan”, Aya’s sweet voice, like a tickle in the ear, whispered.

“Hm?”

“You know… do you remember the school trip?”

Looking up at me with mischievous eyes, she asked.

Her expression overlapped with the memory of when we had our first kiss.

On the first night of the school trip. We were in the bathroom staring at each other, forced to play the staring game as a punishment. The timing was similar to now and the cramped space and slightly damp air felt familiar.

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It felt a bit nostalgic.

On that day too, I had been watching Aya as she went about her own activities and deep down, I had wanted to hold her, to possess her. Just like today.

“…Want to play the staring game again?”

I smiled playfully, making a mischievous face.

“Hehe, sure.”

Aya looked at me with amusement, then puffed up her cheeks, saying, “Appu appu.”

I was taken aback by the sudden start of the game.

She wrinkled her brow, puffing her cheeks like a greedy chipmunk. It looked like if I were to even lightly pinch her cheek, the air would burst out.

However, Aya’s cheek deflated quickly.

With teary eyes, she gazed at me, lips pouting, letting out the trapped air. Eventually, she muttered in a voice close to tears. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

“I lose.”

“I haven’t even started smiling yet.”

“It’s impossible… I can’t make a funny face right now.”

Her attempt to bite her lip seemed sensual and a rush of heat spread through my body. When I leaned in to kiss her, she whispered in a sweet voice.

“Next, it’s your turn, Boyan.”

Her seductive tone made my head spin.

“If I win, can I mess you up and ravish you?”

“…Sure.”

Blushing, she looked up at me with upturned eyes.

…This is just a charade.

An utterly meaningless exchange, meant solely to tease and build up the tension.

But the fact that Aya initiated this, it was so thrilling.

Remembering her funny face from before, I tried to roll my eyes back.

But with Aya staring at me from such a close distance, I couldn’t pull it off.

Indeed, making a funny face like that was impossible.

To look at me with such a demanding expression was cheating.

I tried to puff up my cheeks, at least, drawing in air through my mouth.

And then.

Aya’s lips pressed against mine.

“Mm…”

A gentle softness and a moist touch transmitted through.

She rose on her tiptoes, both hands gently cradling my cheeks.

“Mm… ngh…”

Releasing a sweet sigh, she pressed her lips against mine again.

With our faces pressed together, a faint, sweet scent wafted from Aya’s neckline and nape. It was the fragrance I loved.

Feeling intoxicated by the incredibly pleasant kiss, my lips were gradually freed.

My heart was pounding loudly.

The sweet kiss had rendered me thoughtless, unable to form words.

“Is this… my win?”

Aya asked, her breath uneven.

When did this become a rule, that whoever managed to rattle the other first would be declared the winner?

Her shy, watery eyes seemed to be saying, “What do you think, Boyan?”

I see.

This is her workplace, her domain. And today, She’s in a senior position, my senior, to be precise.

Aya, who had grown a little more audacious, had probably planned this.

Truly, it’s those sides of her that are irresistible.

“Aya, do you understand what you’re doing? If I can’t hold back, I might make you moan loudly… Someone might hear us.”

With a slight smile, I whispered in a teasing tone.

――It’s fine.

――Make her moan.

God’s instinct chimed in without delay.

I know.

No one will come here for a while, no matter how intensely Aya moans. No one will hear us.

It was just a bit of a bluff to assert my dominance.

But Aya met my gaze and softly murmured.

“But it’s okay, right?”

―Because it’s Boyan.

―You won’t do anything I dislike, absolutely.

Her eyes, seemingly able to see through me, were filled with trust.

…I can’t keep this up.

I’m at a disadvantage, no doubt about it.

I’m so fond of her, it feels like my heart is being carried away.

But.

――Don’t let her play you.

Yeah, I know.

That’s the absolute condition to keep her with me.

In this game, I won’t lose, ever.

“Today’s Aya.”

“Hm?”

“You look really cool.”

“Huh…?”

I added fuel to the fire, as Aya seemed to catch her breath.

“You’re different today, in a good way. Dependable and someone I want to rely on.”

Certainly, these are the words she probably wanted to hear for a while.

“Well, um…”

Before she could thank me, I pressed on.

“You seem much stronger than before. Watching you take on new challenges, I fell for you all over again.”

This was truly my genuine sentiment and the words that resonate most with her now.

Aya’s face turned bright red.

“Ah… w-what, all of a sudden…”

“I like the cool Aya too.”

And with that, I kissed her slowly.

Aya’s body shivered.

Her lips felt hotter than before.

When I pulled back, I noticed tears welling up in her eyes.

“Ah, ugh… Boyan.”

―Boyan, you fool.

―Why so sudden?

―All this happiness, nothing but happiness.

―Unfair.

―I can’t take it anymore.

―My chest aches.

―I’m about to cry.

―Can’t cry.

―I want it.

―All of you, Boyan…

Aya’s emotions flowed through her warm breath.

A mass of desire-like emotions surged, drowning my mind.

Seeing her before me, in the throes of passion, made my entire body surge with primal instincts.

“…And this look of Aya’s.”

I placed my index finger at the base of her swelled chest, tracing it upward.

Her breasts, fuller and perkier than usual, bounced gently beneath the thick vest. There was a firmness, a tightness. It felt as if her body was brimming with energy.

“Ah, nn… am I… c-cool?”

Breathing heavily, Aya managed a desperate smile.

“Yeah.”

“Nn… touch me more, harder…”

“Your uniform will wrinkle.”

As I prodded and pressed, feeling the softness through the pad of my finger.

“Nnh… it’s fine. I’ll… have to send it for cleaning anyway…”

Aya’s hands enveloped mine.

Slowly, she opened my palm, then pressed it against her chest.

Now, I could feel the firmness of the bra as well. When I squeezed, I could feel the warmth. I wanted to taste it directly soon.

“Aya, try unbuttoning it yourself.”

My finger brushed against her first button.

“Sure.”

Aya nodded obediently. She began unbuttoning her vest from the top. The vest spread open as the last button was undone.

Her white blouse was tight around her waist, stretching tautly over her chest. Even though she was wearing a slightly larger size, it couldn’t quite contain her ample bosom.

Aya slowly undid the buttons from her neckline, her gaze fixated on my chest.

The blouse gradually revealed her white skin underneath. Finally, she pulled the hem of the blouse out from her skirt and the last button came undone.

“Open it.”

“Okay.”

With a gesture that felt like an offering, Aya opened her blouse wide.

A light blue, simple bra was revealed. The coverage was a bit more than a regular bra, almost like a sports bra. It seemed to have some elasticity, perhaps meant to make the breasts appear smaller or control their movement.

“It’s beautiful. Show me more.”

She opened her blouse even wider, so both breasts were fully visible. The black vest slid down her shoulders, catching around her elbows.

Aya’s delicate shoulders, her raised collarbone, her voluptuous breasts, her taut abdomen, her cute navel, all were on display. Despite the cool air, her skin had a faint sheen of sweat, accentuating her allure.

“Boyan…”

Aya gazed up at me, as if waiting for the next command.

“Unhook the bra.”

“Sure…”

She slipped her hands behind her back within the blouse.

In the next moment, her breasts swayed and grew, as if released from a constraint. The flesh that had been tightly confined burst free, regaining its original volume.

“Lift the bra up.”

“Okay…”

Aya grabbed the lower part of the cup and lifted it up. Her breasts swayed and her white bosom and pink nipples spilled out.

She seemed truly embarrassed, her gaze averting from me. Her expression only added to the eroticism.

“Make sure you hold them properly, I want to savor this.”

“Yes…”

Perhaps due to her embarrassment, Aya responded politely. It was a bit strange and sparked a sadistic desire within me.

I lowered myself and fixed my gaze on her breasts.

I gently cupped the soft flesh, lifting them.

“Ah!”

Aya’s back unintentionally hit the locker and made a clattering noise.

“Keep watching where I’m going to lick.”

“Yes…”

As I stuck out my tongue, her gaze fixed on that spot. Her face held a mixture of fear and anticipation. I couldn’t help but want to tease her.

I pressed my outstretched tongue against the soft underbelly of her breasts. As I licked, the salty taste of sweat mixed with the sweet scent of her breasts.

“Ah, nn… ugh.”

Aya whimpered cutely.

I licked across the soft flesh, slowly making my way to the tips. Suppressing the urge to latch onto her plump nipples, I circled around her pale areolas and teased her.

“Yaa… fuu, aah… nnhh.”

I spread my palm and enclosed her other breast. As I kneaded her softness, I held onto her to maintain their shape. Gently stroking and kneading, her body shivered at the touch of my wrists.

This was the optimal pressure, not so firm that it would bounce back immediately. It was just right to bring the most pleasure to Aya.

“Ah… Boyan.”

―I like that.

―Boyan’s hands are warm.

―Being enveloped by them is comforting.

―It feels good.

―More.

Listening to her inner voice of pleasure, I continued to gently knead.

I didn’t stop caressing the other breast either. I licked around her areolas dozens of times, spreading saliva over them.

As Aya grew more aroused, I finally placed my tongue on one of her adorable nipples.

“Ah… ahn, ah.”

Rolling her erect bud with the tip of my tongue, her breathing changed to a more rapid rhythm.

“This spot of Aya’s… it’s gotten so hard. Naughty nipples, huh? They’re really cute.”

“No… don’t say that…”

―You’re making it so messy.

―You said you couldn’t hold back.

―Boyan’s hands, fingers and even his tongue.

―Always so gentle.

―When Boyan calls me cute…

―It’s like an electric surge.

―Feels so good, it wells up.

“….Aya’s face when you’re feeling good, it’s really cute. Which do you prefer, me kneading them or me licking them?”

As I rolled her nipple with my tongue, I looked into her eyes. Aya’s brows furrowed in embarrassment, but her moist eyes continued to meet mine.

“I d-don’t know… I don’t know…”

―Both.

―If it’s Boyan doing it.

―Everything.

―Everything feels good.

Her overflowing sensuality was palpable.

I curled my tongue and licked from the base to the tip of her nipple, then suddenly sucked on it.

“Mmm, ku… aaah――”

She arched her back and there was a clanging sound. Aya’s head must have hit the locker.

She came from her nipple… I like the sensitive Aya, she’s cute. I want to torment her more.

After blaming her with words, I latched onto her breast again.

“Haah, ahn… nnngh, ah, no, again…”

I deliberately made obscene noises, licking and circling her breast in my mouth. I trapped her erect nipple between my lips and gently sucked it. Creating a vacuum inside my mouth, I pulled on her nipple, alternating the sensations.

Contrary to the intense, lewd sounds, I continued to gently suck. It was a persistent teasing that led to climax.

“Ah… ah, I’m… ah, nnnghh――”

Aya climaxed again from her nipple.

The breast I had been gently kneading became slicker and I could tell she was sweating.

As I pulled away from her chest, her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breaths. The area I had been sucking was slightly reddened. She was releasing short, strained breaths and her hips trembled uncontrollably. It seemed like she might collapse any moment.

I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Aya, turn around.”

“…U-uhh.”

Her head seemed hazy from the remnants of pleasure. Aya’s gaze wandered, but she obediently nodded.

She turned her back slowly and leaned her hands on the locker. There was a clanging noise and she leaned forward. It was as if she was offering her buttocks to me.

There was no intention to seduce – she probably just wanted to rest against the locker. However, it was more than enough to heighten my primal desires.

“You’re sweating a lot on your back.”

I traced her spine gently through her blouse. Since her bra was unhooked, there were no unevenness when I traced from top to bottom. The moist fabric felt seductive. Her exposed white shoulders, revealed by the slipping blouse, were enticing. It was irresistible that one of her bra straps had slid off.

Though Aya only twitched as I traced her spine several times, she was letting out strained breaths.

“I’m going to lift your skirt.”

I reached for her waist and lowered the zipper of her skirt. I grabbed the hem of the slightly loosened skirt and lifted it, gradually revealing the back of her knees and her beautiful white thighs. Her flesh had a growing suppleness and her snug inner thighs and light blue panties came into view.

I stopped the lifted skirt around her waist area. My attention was fixated on her adorable protruding buttocks.

Though the panties were the same color as her bra, the fabric had a different texture. It seemed they matched in color alone. The material appeared stretchy. The thin fabric adhered to the shape of her buttocks due to sweat and the lower part was soaked with a different kind of moisture.

Again, I lowered myself and let both my hands slip inside her panties from her thighs. As I firmly grabbed her peachy butt, the elasticity pushed back.

Aya let out a particularly high-pitched moan.

Inside her panties, I kneaded and caressed her buttocks, feeling the moist, smooth texture despite the sweat. The exquisite quality of her finely-textured skin was irresistible. The sight of me teasingly fondling and playing with Aya’s buttocks, feeling the fabric conform to the shape of my hands, was incredibly lewd.

“Your butt is so soft. I want to keep touching it.”

“I-it’s… ah… ngh… well…”

I thought she might call me an idiot or complain, but she seemed to accept even this perverted affection. It appeared she would allow me to do whatever I wanted with her.

I was excited by the illicit act of lifting her skirt and sliding my hand under her panties. However, if I continued to grope, the fabric might stretch too much. That would be regrettable later.

“I’ll take off your panties.”

Without waiting for her response, I pulled down her light blue underwear, exposing her entire white buttocks.

“They’re so plump and cute.”

“I-it’s… embarrassing…”

I kissed the alluring curve of her peachy butt.

“Hyaa!”

Aya made a high-pitched sound like a hiccup. The locker rattled. This was the first time I’d heard her moan like this, but it was incredibly cute and I wanted to hear it again.

I sucked on her buttocks, leaving a red kiss mark and then licked the same area.

“Hyaa… ngh… don’t… lick there.”

In reflection of her embarrassment, her entire buttocks turned slightly flushed. It looked like a ripe white peach and I was tempted to take a bite.

Come to think of it, this might be the first time I’ve had such an up-close view of Aya’s buttocks. The cleft between the flesh, where her embarrassing parts were concentrated, was soaked and drops of nectar fell from her contracting pink vaginal opening.

I wanted to suck and pleasure this delicious-looking secret part with my mouth…

“Boyan, wait.”

Aya turned her hips without changing her posture and looked back at me. Her heated, seductive gaze made my heart race.

—Please, not anymore…

—Boyan, enough already.

—This is strange.

—I feel like I’m losing control.

—Hurry up and…

—I want you, Boyan.

From her moist eyes, an irresistible desire was conveyed.

“Sorry, I teased you too much.”

I stood up straight and lowered my pants and underwear to my knees. My heated genitals cooled in the open air. I wanted Aya’s warmth, so I dipped the tip of my erect penis into the wet cleft of her buttocks.

“It’s all wet here in Aya’s spot. Did you want it that much?”

I asked a bit teasingly. As I rubbed my glans against the entrance of her vagina, it made squelching sounds and the sensation of the mucous membranes clinging was so pleasurable that I wanted to ejaculate just from that feeling.

“Ah… ahn… please, come in already…”

A single tear flowed down her profile as she turned towards me. Aya’s tear-stained face, immersed in pleasure and affection, always ignited my animalistic desires.

“I’m going to enter.”

With just a slight push of my hips, my shaft was enveloped by Aya’s vagina. The sensation of being engulfed by her moist vaginal walls was entrancing every time, filling me with bliss.

“Aah… nngh…”

Aya’s profile twisted in pleasure. Her appearance as she writhed from my insertion was endlessly captivating.

She was leaning back, so my shaft was sinking lower into her, toward her womb. A squelching sound accompanied by juices flowed out from the inserted part. It was clear evidence that my girth had fully entered.

As if confirming my shape, her warm inner walls tightly clenched around me and sucked me in.

“Guh… If you squeeze me like that, I’ll come.”

“Haah… aah… I don’t know… I wanted you so much… to fill me…”

—Boyan, so hot…

—Filling me completely…

—It feels so good, I might lose my mind.

Sensations and emotions flowed from the connected point.

The overwhelming pleasure caused my whole body to tremble and for a moment, I thought I might have already ejaculated.

Impulsively, I wanted to thrust my hips, but I stopped myself.

Inside her, I remained still, savoring the pulsating sensation of her contracting walls.

For some reason, I felt that this was more pleasurable right now. Both Aya and I were becoming more sensitive, being led to a climax we hadn’t experienced before. I had a premonition of that.

“Aah… haah… ungh…”

—Why…

—Even though Boyan isn’t moving…

—Inside, it’s tightening.

—I can feel Boyan’s shape.

—No… I might…

—Orgasm soon…

The warm, tight grip of her vaginal walls pulsated around my entire shaft. It seemed like her vaginal flesh was clinging and squirming. Aya’s already snug vagina felt even more fitted and the sensation was so pleasurable that it made me feel almost melting.

My lower body trembled with the desire to thrust.

“I move, like this.”

“Ahh… ngh…”

Aya managed to nod slightly.

I grasped her buttocks with both hands and slowly began the thrusting motion.

“Haah… ngh, ah…”

With each gentle piston motion, Aya emitted sweet moans. I savored the sight of my penis buried in the cleft of her buttocks, following the rhythm of my gradual thrusts. Sliding diagonally to rub against a sensitive spot near her lower abdomen with the underside of my shaft.

Persistently stimulating Aya’s vulnerable spots and then finally pushing deep into her vaginal depths. Repeating this pattern.

“Uah… ah… that, ah… there… aaah…”

She moaned sensually as she tilted her head up and down.

While not an intense piston, these thrusts provided Aya with the heightened sexual sensations she desired. Her vaginal walls clung and coiled around me and the pleasure overwhelmed both of us.

“Ah, aaah… ngh, Boyan… I’m… aah…”

Lewd moans echoed in the dimly lit locker room.

Her blouse and vest were partially removed and her bra straps were about to fall off her exposed white shoulders. The visual was taboo, feeling as if I were taking Aya from behind after work.

“Your voice, Aya, it’s so cute. Can you let me hear more?”

Still in the grip of excitement, I covered her back, wrapping my arms around her chest and kneading her breasts. Placing my palm under her ample breasts, I enjoyed the sensation of their weight as they bounced.

Throughout this, I continued thrusting deeply and rhythmically.

“Aah… I’m going to… ah… come… can’t… Boyan, I’m… aaah…”

Looking into her tear-filled eyes, my head felt like it was boiling.

“I’m also too overwhelmed by the pleasure of being inside you, Aya.”

“…Yeah.”

—Boyan.

—Together.

“Aya, let’s come together.”

Without waiting for her reply, I increased the intensity of my hip movements. Each thrust produced squelching sounds, stirring her lubrication.

“Haah… ah… Boyan, it’s… aah, aah, ngh…”

The sound of our pelvises colliding echoed. Before I knew it, the locker was shaking loudly.

Her plump breasts swayed, almost overflowing from my palms. So, I tightened my grip a bit, lifting them from underneath, fondling and teasing her erect nipples.

“Aya, let’s kiss.”

Desiring to savor all of her warmth, I tilted her chin up with one hand and leaned in to capture her lips.

“Nnhaa… nnn… mm, nngh… n, ahh… n, nchu…”

Our tongues intertwined in an intoxicated dance. Her mouth was hot even for her breath. Her tongue was wildly entwining with mine, eagerly seeking to pleasure me even amidst her own lust.

Excitement surged and the lustful desire enveloped my entire body.

I wanted to make her a mess, to ravish her with pleasure, so my hip movements became more vigorous. I relentlessly thrust into her moist depths, our pelvises meeting with a wet smack.

An egoistic and forceful rhythm, a primal pleasure-seeking action.

“Guh, Aya… I can’t… it’s too much.”

“Haah… ah… uhn… it’s okay… I like Boyan so much…”

—Feels good.

—Intense, resonating deep within.

—Boyan is desperately…

—I like this.

—Everything Boyan is doing.

—It all feels so good.

A rush of emotions enveloped Aya.

Simultaneously, her depths clung tightly to the head of my penis, her vaginal entrance constricting at the base, pleading for release. A sensation of ejaculation crept in and my hips involuntarily increased their speed.

“Dangerous, I’m going to… come… inside.”

“It’s fine… Boyan, come… release a lot inside me.”

Aya’s yearning plea ignited my groin.

My abdominal muscles tightened and my testicles drew up. As I thrust my shaft deep into her, the hot semen raced through my urethra, signaling the beginning of ejaculation.

“Guuh… uuuugh!”

Semen erupted forcefully in spurts. An intense pleasure coursed through my entire body. The head of my penis burned. It was an orgasm so intense that my vision turned white. My seed was released into Aya’s depths.

Desiring to coat her uterus, I bounced my shaft at the deepest point, squeezing out the last drops of semen.

In that instant, she arched her back dramatically.

“Aaah… uuugh… nnggghhhh!”

Clutching onto the locker, Aya experienced a powerful climax. Her body convulsed violently, her vaginal walls clenching and releasing rhythmically.

The pleasure was too overwhelming – it was like a broken faucet and the orgasm showed no sign of stopping.

“Aya, more.”

I gripped her chin, sealing her lips as she attempted to escape the overwhelming pleasure.

“Aaah… nnmm… nnnggh… n, mm, nnh…”

We intensified the pleasure with another melting kiss. Despite both of us already climaxing, it felt like even greater pleasure was on the horizon.

The lower half of my body tensed significantly and my groin trembled as a whole.

“Nggh… aaah…”

My shaft twitched and suddenly, I felt weightless. My body seemed to float momentarily. As if on the verge of fainting, I hastily held Aya close, overtaken by a flood of pleasure.

“Nnhh… nggghhh…”

While locked in the kiss, Aya climaxed once more. A muffled cry escaped her throat. Her heated tongue tensed and I felt it solidify. Mine probably too.

Desperately clinging to each other, we withstood the overwhelming pleasure threatening to make us lose consciousness.

In the locker room, our labored breaths filled the air.

The temperature difference between our heated bodies and the cool room created visible white puffs. As my sense of ejaculation and her climax finally subsided, our tongues intertwined once again.

This time, it was a kiss that savored the lingering sensations of climax.

“Haah… nn… chu, chua… n, ah… fuu, nn…”

Gradually, our tongues, entwined intricately as if by mutual agreement, began to unravel.

Simultaneously, I withdrew my shaft from Aya’s depths.

With a slight pop, a copious mixture of milky fluids and her arousal overflowed, dripping onto the floor.

“Aya, are you okay?”

As she clung to the locker, her breath ragged, I reached out my hand.

…And Aya turned toward me, then leaped into my chest.

“…Aya?”

I stroked her, clinging to my dress shirt, waiting for her breathing to steady.

“Boyan’s heart is pounding so much.”

“Yeah, Aya felt so good that I can’t stop feeling good.”

“…I see.”

She muttered softly and then plopped down to the floor.

“Aya, are you alright? Should we rest for a bit?”

“Nah, it’s not that… Boyan, you’re still not satisfied, right?”

From the position of my exposed groin, Aya looked up at me.

Her expression, a mix of concern and desire, was more captivating and alluring than I had ever seen before.