Chapter 8: I impregnated the childhood friend I’ve always loved

I impregnated the childhood friend I’ve always loved

Aya’s tongue was reserved.

As I licked and twirled my tongue around, her tongue awkwardly followed suit.

“Mmm, mmm…” She emitted a sweet voice from deep within her throat, surrendering to pleasure, which made Aya irresistibly adorable.

In the past, I would have been overwhelmed with excitement just from kissing Aya.

But now, it’s Aya who is responding by entwining her tongue with mine.

I had never seen Aya’s face like this before.

Back in elementary school, when we were in the same class.

Aya was shy back then.

However, she was brighter and more talkative than me when we talked.

When she came to play at my house, she would joke around, show off one-liners and perform funny acts.

Her animal impersonations were amusing and cute and I thought so.

Feeling it was a waste, I invited Aya to join the sports festival committee.

That’s when Aya rapidly became popular.

But she was pushing herself a bit too hard to meet everyone’s expectations.

Only to me, she would sometimes vent and show her tears.

In our relationship as childhood friends, I found some comfort.

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Even though I had always liked her.

Even when she confessed to me about Tokita.

I acted as the usual me, encouraging her a bit, just like when I invited her to the sports festival committee.

Honestly, I never thought that the shy Aya would date a guy, just like when I invited her to the committee.

But Aya accepted the confession.

Desperately hiding my own feelings.

Aya’s attitude towards me didn’t change.

I found relief in that.

But what I truly wanted wasn’t this kind of relationship.

I had always wished to kiss Aya like this and have a deeper connection. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

That’s why I won’t let her go anymore.

Not to Tokita, not to anyone else, Aya is mine.

I kissed Aya’s lips fervently.

For a moment, Aya’s tongue seemed to regain control and pulled away.

I caught her tongue from its base, not letting her escape, then entwined our tongues again.

“Nggh… ngh, n-re… ngh…”

Aya’s lewd voice mingled with the sounds of saliva, a series of wet noises.

Her lewd moans combined with the sound of saliva sent shivers down my spine.

Aya’s excitement was flowing into me.

Why she was willingly entangling her tongue with mine, she seemed unsure.

Her body had grown impatient due to my teasing, but her mind hadn’t caught up yet.

“Nchu… nju, n-reo… Ah, n, nmm…”

I greedily sucked up her soft tongue.

Saliva overflowed from her slightly open mouth.

Sucking her tongue and licking the droplets that spilled from the corner of her mouth, I tasted the flavor of sweet apple juice.

Amidst the intense and lustful kiss, I slipped my hand into her yukata’s neckline.

Her braless skin was hot and burning.

I grabbed her ample breasts that couldn’t fit into my palm, kneading them.

Among the soft and pliable flesh, I found hardened tips.

Twisting her nipples with my fingers, Aya’s tongue trembled inside my mouth.

While kneading her soft breasts, I broke the kiss.

The sight of Aya’s slightly open mouth, a thread of saliva forming, was incredibly erotic.

“Is it… over…?”

I heard Aya’s voice, a mixture of dissatisfaction and desire.

Whether it was an unnecessary interference from the gods or Aya’s emotions were flowing more distinctly than usual, I resisted the urge to devour her lips.

If I continue like this, the night will end with just a kiss.

I gazed at Aya’s figure below me.

Her yukata was daringly undone, revealing her smooth shoulders and the cleavage of her breasts.

Her white thighs were exposed, leading to her hidden triangle area.

“It’s still beautiful.”

I muttered my thoughts while sliding my hand over her yukata.

Aya’s hands were gently placed on top of mine.

“S-someone might come…”

“No one will come.”

Aya showed a slightly fearful expression.

Understandable.

Doing something like this with a guy other than her boyfriend in an empty room during a school trip is quite inappropriate. Especially for Aya, who is known for being reserved.

To rob Aya of her reason, I decided to tease her wet area again, while caressing her thigh.

Over her damp underwear, I pressed against her swollen mound and inserted a finger into her crevice.

“Ah…”

Aya trembled and her hips lifted.

Taking advantage of this, I swiftly untied the sash of her yukata, causing the neckline to loosen.

Her large breasts, which were on the verge of spilling out, became exposed.

Despite lying on her back, her beautifully rounded breast-fruits had peach-colored nipples that pointed upwards.

Suddenly, Aya tried to cover her chest with her hands.

I whispered in her ear.

“Show me more of your cute breasts, Aya.”

“N-no, it’s embarrassing…”

Even though I’ve seen her twice already, it’s quite Aya-like to be embarrassed.

I grabbed Aya’s arms and spread them on both sides.

There was hardly any resistance.

Her slightly sweaty breasts were gently illuminated by the streetlight from outside.

With a flushed face, Aya’s profile as she turned her head was alluring.

I indulged in Aya’s breasts after hours of waiting.

“Aah, mmm…!”

I licked her soft, incredibly elastic breasts.

Slurping and sloshing sounds echoed as I moved my saliva-covered tongue.

While scooping her soft flesh with my hands, I sucked the collected breast fat. Aya’s sweaty breasts tasted sweet and salty.

“Mmm, Boyan… Breasts, not allowed… Ahh…”

Aya’s moans were enchanting.

It seems that Aya had become much more sensitive than a few hours ago.

“Ah, yeah, ahn… Ahh…”

Following my instincts, I gently stroked the side of her breasts.

While caressing, I let my tongue trace her areola, then I sucked on her nipple, which made Aya’s moans grow louder.

I was pleased to have found one of Aya’s many sensitive spots.

Wanting to hear more of her moans, I flicked her nipples with my tongue, pinched and rubbed them with my fingers.

After exploring Aya’s breast reactions in various ways, I decided it was time to move on to her lower half.

I shifted my hand that was resting on Aya’s groin and began to slide down her wet and clinging underwear.

“Ah, no—mnn…!”

I silenced her words of resistance with my lips.

“Aya, you’re feeling it, so incredibly cute… Show me more.”

As I gazed at Aya, I spoke with admiration.

“N-no, don’t look… Mnn, n-chu, n-ahh, amm…”

I nibbled on Aya’s lips and tongue while she was completely melted.

In that moment, I slid down her underwear to her thighs.

Leaving Aya’s lips, I continued to plant kisses.

I sucked on her neck, licked her shoulders, cupped her breasts with my tongue and placed a kiss on her navel.

I moved my body to her thighs and continued kissing downwards.

When I kissed her lower abdomen, Aya let out a ticklish “Huh, ugh” sound, her abs tensing up.

Raising my head, I took in Aya’s entire genital area.

Between her spread thighs, her wet and glistening vagina was displayed at the juncture of my torso.

To get a clearer view, I lifted Aya’s thighs, spreading them open.

“Aah, no, not there… again…”

—Lick it…?

A voice mixed with fear and anticipation reached my ears.

Although Aya’s legs showed a slight resistance to closing, with a little force, they easily spread open to 180 degrees.

Her lascivious lips opened wide, revealing a pink, wet membrane that was pulsating. Tempted by the sweet nectar, I extended my tongue, bringing my face closer to her petals.

Aya closed her legs and covered my head.

Enveloped by the firmness of her thighs, the pleasurable pressure was undeniable.

I sucked onto Aya’s exposed mons pubis.

“Hyaa… Ahh, ahhn… Mmnn… Haaann…”

Sucking up Aya’s love juices along with her moist membranes.

Sucking and making a squelching sound with a moist ♡, causing her entire vagina to vibrate.

Nuzzling into her soft bush, filling my nasal cavity with Aya’s body scent and the aroma of a woman.

Slurp slurp… splat, squelch squelch… squish squish.

Obscene watery sounds resonated from Aya’s body.

“Aahhn… Wait, Boyan, nnn, no… that’s not okay…”

Aya’s pitiful, charming voice ignited my sadistic desire.

I want to make her feel unbearably good, make her orgasm so much that she can’t think straight.

Make her forget everything entirely.

Pressing the underside of my tongue against her genitals, I licked upward. I’m sure Aya is weak to this.

“Haah, a-ah…ngh…”

Aya’s hips jerked.

To keep her from escaping, I held onto her buttocks from underneath, fixing her vaginal opening to my mouth.

The pink membrane glistened with nectar.

As I thoroughly licked her fleshy petals with my tongue, Aya moaned in an interesting manner.

“No, not there… Ahh, ahhn, ah… It’s no good, hyya, aahhn…”

I explored and savored parts of Aya’s vagina that I hadn’t licked yet.

Thanks to her lying-down posture, my tongue could reach every nook and cranny more than it could in the bathroom.

I parted the left and right petals with my tongue and inserted it into her entrance.

Extending my tongue to its limit, I twisted it deep inside her.

The inside of Aya’s vagina felt hot and undulated against my tongue.

While adhering to her sex like a suction cup, I slurped up her nectar with a squelching sound.

“Ah, nn… ah…!”

Aya grabbed my hair.

When I stimulated her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, Aya’s grip tightened.

As expected, this seems to be one of Aya’s numerous erogenous zones and a significant weak point at that.

I pressed my tongue against her taut flesh and moved it from side to side.

In that moment, Aya’s body trembled.

Aya’s pleasure flowed into me.

—It feels good, I don’t want this.

It’s scary.

I might go crazy.

I can’t think of anything else.

I can’t hold back.

I might have that happen again—.

“Hiyah, aah, no, no… Aahh—”

Aya shivered violently, her entire body tensing up.

Her toes stretched out and she strained.

Aya was overwhelmed by climax.

I continued to caress her vagina.

The moist flesh oozed nectar at the mere touch of my tongue.

I licked and sucked it relentlessly.

“Ah… nn… again, I’m going to come… Aah—”

I made Aya come even harder in the midst of her climax.

Adding a layer of pleasure, I was leading Aya into the bottomless pit of irresistible bliss.

How many times have I made Aya experience climax by now?

Aya showed light twitches, breathing erratically. Her body wasn’t just trembling – it was convulsing.

From her mouth escaped seductive sighs, “Ah… ah…”

It’s about time to stop.

The intuition of the god had already informed me that everything was ready.

It was okay to penetrate her at any time.

But ignoring that voice, I kept making Aya climax.

Rising up, I gazed at Aya, who was on the verge of fainting.

Aya closed her eyes tightly, enduring the rushing pleasure.

I quickly discarded my T-shirt, then pulled down my boxer briefs along with my shorts.

Exposed to the outside air, my bare skin felt cool. The sense of liberation from being completely naked was strangely soothing.

Aya slightly opened her eyes and looked at my body.

She seemed like she wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Aya’s emotions flowed into me.

—Make me feel good…

It was an insatiable thirst that words couldn’t convey.

More intense than the fear of losing her virginity.

Touching the enchanting desire, my rationality was about to be blown away.

Aya’s body was craving me to the point of madness.

However, contradictory words spilled from Aya’s lips.

“Boyan, don’t put it in… it’s impossible, it’s impossible…”

The self-control left in Aya seemed to barely string the words together.

However, her body lacked any strength.

I reached down to my lower body.

My manhood was impressively hard and pulsating.

For the past two days, the desire I had accumulated was now leaking out as pre-cum, dripping steadily.

Insert into Aya’s vagina.

Taking Aya’s first time, someone I’ve always liked.

Nervously, I position my manhood against Aya’s thighs.

The tip of my glans touches her soaking wet vaginal entrance.

Squelch… the obscene sound of mucous membranes connecting resonates.

My penis is about to invade Aya’s intimate space.

Just that fact makes me want to ejaculate.

But not yet.

If I do, it’ll be inside Aya’s vagina.

I slowly lower my hips.

The glans sinks into her vaginal opening.

“Ahh, noo…”

Aya lets out a small scream.

It’s so pleasurable that I’m almost about to climax again.

Aya’s vaginal canal is tight and hot.

Nup… as I push aside the vaginal flesh with my shaft, the glans is tightly gripped.

With each squeeze, a sensation of imminent ejaculation wells up, enough to make my hips buckle.

If I hold back, the vaginal grip will eventually loosen.

And then I advance a few millimeters again.

I repeat the process.

Eventually, when my glans is buried up to the corona, my shaft suddenly gets sucked in.

It’s a sensation of rapid insertion.

“Fuh… uuuh, yes… ah… now…”

Aya distorts her face, enduring the pain.

I don’t know when I pierced her virgin membrane in Aya’s tight vaginal canal.

But I followed the intuition of the god, aiming for the least painful entry.

Within Aya’s warm vaginal passage, I pause for a moment.

Or rather, I can’t stop – that would be dangerous.

The overwhelming sensation of being enveloped is so pleasurable that I would ejaculate right away.

I can’t keep this up for long.

The flesh folds cling to my male organ, winding around it like a different creature.

They wriggle, attempting to squeeze out my semen.

I finally realize that this is what sex is.

A sense of unity from being connected on the inside.

While dripping sweat like pearls, Aya endures the intrusion of my manhood.

She trembles with pain and pleasure.

Come to think of it, Aya is still not fully naked.

So, I remove the waistband that’s clinging to her and toss it aside.

I uncover her yukata, fully exposing her body impaled by me.

Aya’s naked body is beautiful.

Even the brown hairs clinging to her forehead and neck.

And her breasts, glistening with my saliva.

Everything.

The sense of conquest and satisfaction in claiming someone like Aya as mine… along with an overflowing affection that’s more intense than that, my chest feels like it’s about to burst.

I gently cover Aya without moving my male organ within her vagina too much.

Our damp skins press against each other.

“Ah… haa…”

Aya lets out a voice that seems to be filled with pleasure.

Skin adheres to skin.

With my body, I squash Aya’s soft breasts. Her erect nipples feel pleasant against my chest.

I slide my arms under her back and shoulders and grab the back of her head.

Just like a snake constricting its prey, I slowly embrace Aya.

Aya’s hand reaches around my shoulder.

Seems like she can’t endure it without grabbing onto something.

The other hand tightly grips the cushion behind her.

As I tighten the embrace, there’s no space left between Aya and me.

I push my shaft further into her vaginal passage.

I feel like the tip of my glans has reached deep inside with a “thud”.

My hips can’t move any further.

My crotch and Aya’s genitals are tightly pressed together.

“Ahh… fuu, uuuh…”

Aya moans with a teasing tone.

Pain seems to have transformed into pleasure for her already.

“Aya, I’m going to move…”

I slightly pull my hips back.

Even with just a few centimeters of movement, the vaginal flesh ripples and undulates around my shaft, clinging to it.

This is dangerous. It’s really dangerous.

It feels so good that I want to thrust violently.

But intuition cautions me against it.

I can’t have Aya with rough sex.

Let’s just follow my intuition this time.

“Haauu… aah, ahh, please… don’t move…”

Holding her firmly, I slowly move only my hips.

With just a slight movement, my male organ is on the verge of exploding.

Squelch, squelch… I thrust in and out of Aya’s wet chamber.

Every time I enter, my shaft adheres to her flesh and every time I pull back, her vaginal entrance tightens around me.

She seems determined to make me ejaculate no matter what.

Squelch, squelch, squelch… I continue thrusting in a steady rhythm.

“Aaahnn… ah, ahh… ahn… haa, nnn… ah, ah…”

My hips move on their own accord, gaining intensity.

Her breasts that are crushed against my chest start swaying slightly.

They jiggle with increasing weight, as if they’re about to overflow from our close contact.

My groin is hot.

I can’t hold it in anymore.

An intense ejaculation sensation surges from the inside of my buttocks.

I want to release.

I want to impregnate Aya… this woman!

Aya and I feel the voltage of our sensations rising.

“Haa, haa,” desperate breaths overlap.

My groin trembles.

A sensation of warmth flows through my urethra.

“Aya, I’m going to come, inside your vagina…!”

“No… don’t, inside is… I might get pregnant…!”

Those words break the dam.

My manhood swells inside Aya.

With a throb, my member bounces, releasing a large amount of semen from its tip.

Squirt, squirt, the semen pours into the depths of Aya’s vagina.

The pleasure is overwhelming, making my vision flicker.

The ecstasy runs through my entire body repeatedly and my mind cries out.

I’m groaning “Uuuuh” as I press my hips against Aya’s vagina over and over.

Her vaginal walls tighten around my member, squeezing it as if trying to milk my testicles.

Because of that, the orgasm doesn’t seem to end.

Looking at Aya, I see she’s climaxing too.

“Ah, ah…” she gasps, reacting to my orgasm.

Her emotions flow into me.

—I’m still coming…

I was embraced by Boyan…

Boyan told me he loves me.

My mind is hazy.

I can’t think of anything.

…I feel like I’m not myself anymore.

I’ve been rewritten, by Boyan…

“Uu… higuu… u…!”

Tears stream down Aya’s cheeks.

It seems various emotions have overwhelmed her.

She’s still the same crybaby as ever.

“Aya, I love you… Aya, who’s crying while being held by me, you’re so cute.”

When I stroke her cheek, Aya shivers.

“I said no…”

She’s probably referring to my ejaculation inside her.

Following my intuition, I ejaculated deep inside her.

I’m convinced it was the right thing to do.

If Aya becomes pregnant…

We’ll build a happy family, she and I.

My intuition strongly affirms that.

“Aya, I want you to marry me.”

“N-no, huh?! That’s… impossible, so…”

Aya stares at me in bewilderment.

Her expression is so seductive.

Inside Aya’s vagina, my member is growing harder.

“Ah… eh, no way… it’s getting big again…”

“Aya, next time, I might not be able to hold back.”

“Wait, w-wait… ahn, ah, wait! Aaah!”

I start moving my hips. Stronger than before, I shake Aya’s body.

Her breasts sway back and forth with the motion.

There’s a light tapping sound.

A smartphone has been thrown near Aya’s head.

It must have fallen from her kimono pocket when I pushed her down.

While shaking Aya, I take a look at the screen.

It seems to be Aya’s group chat with her friends.

“Aya, not coming back?”

“Going to Tokita’s place?”

“It’s so hot~”

“Tell us all about it tomorrow~”

Messages keep flowing rapidly.

Tomorrow, huh.

By tomorrow, how many times will I be able to imprint my mark on Aya?

I return my gaze to Aya.

I latch onto Aya’s gasping mouth.