Chapter 9: Engraving pleasure onto my childhood friend’s body

Engraving pleasure onto my childhood friend’s body

Aya’s substantial breasts sway back and forth.

Normaly the boys in the class, Tokita, boys from other schools and even Edato-sensei fix their gaze on her, desiring her voluptuous chest.

I remain in the missionary position, placing my hands on the tatami and assuming a crawling position, thrusting only my hips to penetrate Aya below me.

Two breast orbs sway within my field of vision, with their rosy tips oscillating.

“Aah, Boyan… W-Wait… Aah, ahhhn…”

With each movement of my shaft, a mixture of love juices and milky fluid leaks from the connection point, staining the tatami.

Thanks to the secretions, the lubricated interior allows smoother penetration than before.

Even though I just ejaculated.

My shaft pulses, eager to creampie Aya’s depths.

“Haa, ahhn, aaah… Aau, nnuu…”

Aya screams in response to the motion of my hips.

Fearing being shaken strongly, she grasps my arm and presses her palms against the tatami, trying to stabilize herself.

I time my thrust to match Aya reactions, working her up with an unsteady rhythm.

Squelching sounds, slick and enticing, fill the air as my groin moves against Aya’s intimate core.

Helpless, Aya’s hands dangle in the air, twisting in pleasure, as I take in her various poses.

All of them, the first time I’ve seen Aya like this.

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A side of Aya no one else has ever witnessed, her lewd figure.

“Auun, aaah, yaa… nnnnn!”

Wanting to see more, I rock Aya over and over.

Aya tries to endure the onslaught of pleasure, tightly closing her eyes.

Unaware that her heightened senses only amplify the pleasure further.

Moving my hips in a circular motion, I drive into her, gouging her vaginal walls.

――Right there, don’t…!

Feeling Aya’s inner thoughts, I search for her sensitive spot.

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“Hiyaaah, aaaaannn――!”

Aya raises her hips and comes lightly.

――If that’s repeated…!

I see.

Should I continue with this?

“Hiu, ahh, aaannn, yaaaah, aaaann――!”

She comes lightly again.

Repeat it more.

I have been giving Aya endless orgasms.

――Violate her with care.

God’s intuition has been telling me this since a while ago.

Gently and attentively, I embrace Aya, both tender and beastly.

I’ve been doing this without needing the intuition to guide me.

While experiencing several light climaxes, Aya’s sexual tension gradually rises.

I’m nearing my limit too.

With each orgasm I give Aya, she tightens around my shaft.

During the back-and-forth motion within the pressurized vaginal walls, flesh folds entangle and caress my shaft.

The sensation of constantly ejaculating courses from my loins.

My shaft throbs and simultaneously, my heart pounds like a bell tolling rapidly.

“Aya, it’s almost time… to release inside you…!”

Half-opening her eyes, Aya looks at me.

Her pupils are consumed by pleasure.

Her lips don’t say “no” or “stop”.

Instead…

――Kiss me…

Yearning for this in her heart.

I press my lips against hers.

“Suck… slurp…”

Aya’s lips part to allow my tongue to enter smoothly.

Aya’s soft tongue gently licks mine.

Our tongues intertwine intensely between our lips.

Aya seems to have become addicted to kissing me.

It’s not like the self-centered kisses of Tokita.

It’s about making Aya feel good, solely with our kisses.

“Mmm… Nn, nnn… Smooch…”

The innocent Aya from yesterday…

As I invade her vagina and her body sways, she transforms into a woman.

“Aah, nggh… Hiu, nnuuu…”

Pushing my shaft into her depths, a scream escapes Aya’s mouth. As I tease her sensitive spot with the tip and then pull away, a moan escapes from her throat.

Even I release muffled “nnghh” sounds in Aya’s mouth.

Our voices become more intense and my sensation of impending ejaculation reaches its limit.

I hold my breath, enduring the pleasurable sensation creeping up my urethra.

Sensing my impending climax, Aya clings onto me tightly.

“Nuuhhhhhh!”

Aya’s climaxing voice sends shivers through my eardrums.

A moment later, a large amount of semen is ejaculated from my shaft.

“Dobbyu, dobbyu”, my shaft jerks and something hot flows out from my urethra.

My entire body trembles violently.

It’s an immensely pleasurable feeling, like my hips are about to lift off.

―― Boyan’s, so hot.

It feels good and it won’t stop.

Aya’s pleasure flows in.

Amidst the wordless sensation of climax, something barely verbalized resonates directly in my brain.

It’s reverberating directly in my mind.

Perhaps due to synchronizing with Aya’s sensations, the feeling of impending ejaculation doesn’t subside.

It’s a sensation akin to a broken faucet, a continuous flow.

The pleasure doesn’t cease.

It’s impossible to think of anything beyond how good it feels.

The sensation of floating softly.

No, this is Aya’s sensation.

As if melding with Aya…

Afterward, Aya and I continued to climax for a while.

“Ha… ha… aah, nku… haah, haah…”

Aya’s labored breaths can be heard.

Mixed in with her gasps, it’s clear that her climax is lingering gently.

Aya and I were closely pressed against each other, repeating the same breathing pattern.

We inflate our chests and exhale at the same timing.

Even our heartbeats seem to synchronize.

It’s a strange sense of unity.

“Ha… nn, Boyan…”

Aya’s melancholic voice reverberates in my eardrums.

Her face is so close that her breath tickles my ear.

“What, Aya?”

“What’s this…?”

Aya’s breath was hot.

She’s apprehensive about the pleasure assaulting her.

“It’s like your good feelings are flowing into me… Ugh, nn…”

I was surprised.

Is this also a service from a deity?

Apparently, the synchronization of sensations wasn’t just on my part.

My pleasure flows into Aya, enhancing her climax.

The fact that I’ve given Aya an exquisite pleasure is incredibly satisfying.

“It feels best when Aya feels it… Dangerous.”

My true thoughts inadvertently slip out.

“…Yeah.”

Tears spill from Aya’s eyes.

An indescribable sense of elevation emanates from Aya’s heart.

I slip my hand under Aya’s back and hug her tightly.

I convey my affection to her warm and feverish body.

Suddenly, I feel the hardness of the tatami mat beneath my hand.

Come to think of it, I’ve been pushing Aya to her limits while she’s lying on the tatami mat.

Even with cushions and yukata laid out, it would eventually become uncomfortable for her.

“Aya, let’s get up.”

“Huh…?”

Holding Aya in my arms, I help her sit up.

With our connection still intact, we sit cross-legged and facing each other.

My upper body leans back slightly, aligning my eyes with Aya’s at a similar height.

Her heated gaze meets mine.

I probably have the same kind of look in my eyes.

Without any particular reason, we share a light kiss.

Pecking and nipping at each other’s lips.

Eventually, I lower my kisses.

I gently make a sound along her neck, then softly lick her white décolletage.

The sensation of her flesh intensifies all at once and my face becomes enveloped in the soft valley of her chest.

“Hey, Boyan… Mm, it’s ticklish…”

I listen to Aya’s heartbeat.

Her gentle heartbeats echo softly, undoubtedly synchronized with mine.

Blood rushes to my loins and my shaft regains its hardness.

Feeling Aya’s weight, I lift my hips with determination.

“Hyauuu…!”

The impact of the thrust surged out from Aya’s mouth.

“Yah, ah… Are you still…?”

“I want to see you feeling more, Aya… Show me.”

Without waiting for Aya’s reply, I started thrusting my hips.

Engaging my buttocks, using my abdominal muscles and wriggling my hips.

Squish, squish—immediately, lewd squelching sounds began.

“Uaah… ah… hiu…”

Matching my thrusts, Aya’s body arched.

In a flustered manner, Aya clung onto me.

It seems she chose to cling to me to stabilize her floating body.

Aya’s arms circled my shoulders, her resilient breasts pressed tightly against me.

Resting her chin on my shoulder, she desperately endured my thrusts.

Thanks to our bodies pressing together, the rhythm of the thrusting became smoother.

I changed the pace of my piston, making it faster and shorter.

Squishy, squishy—sounds of fluids mixing emanated from our lower bodies.

“Ah… ah, ahn, ah, nnnn, nn, nn… aaah…”

Aya’s moans became faster, ascending by about two octaves.

The sounds of thrusting were accompanied by splashing sounds, resembling something bursting.

With each thrust, Aya’s body lifted and descended… At that moment, the sound of Aya’s buttocks hitting my groin echoed.

“Ahnn, Boyan, stop… Nnnaah, ah, ah, ah, ahn—!”

Aya climaxed while still clinging to me.

—Boyan…

Aya’s mind was barely forming words anymore.

Drowning in the torrent of pleasure, she continued to utter sweet cries within her mind.

And that pleasure flowed into me…

My bestial desire surpassed its boiling point.

With every rise and fall of Aya’s body, her tightly gripping inner walls massaged my shaft, now thoroughly rippled.

The soft folds clung around it and they tugged and teased my shaft in sync with my pistoning.

It felt so incredibly good that I couldn’t stop moving my hips.

Like an aroused ape—almost like a beast—I relentlessly thrust my hips.

“Au, aaan… no, stop… Aah, ah, ahh, ahn, ah, ah…!”

Aya seemed to be climaxing in a habitual manner, over and over.

With each instance, love juices overflowed from her vaginal entrance, gripping my shaft tightly.

Hotness surged up from my seemingly depleted testicles.

A shiver ran from my anus to my spine and a sense of an overwhelming climax approached.

“Ah, nnhaa, aa, nnwaah…”

While trembling in climax, Aya could only gasp with labored breaths as she continued to be thrust into.

The arm around my neck relaxed and, with each thrust, momentarily tensed up before relaxing again.

Our closely pressed breasts slipped with sweat as they swayed up and down, their firm tips grazing my chest. It was ticklish and pleasant.

With squelching sounds, love juices and milky fluids overflowed from the moving vaginal entrance, streaming down my groin.

The sensation of climax was building up.

The instant I plunged in, my shaft deeply buried, I reached my climax inside Aya’s vaginal depths.

“Aggh… nnnuuh…!”

Aya reached a deep climax.

Maintaining the pressure in her vaginal depths, they clamped onto my shaft tightly, exerting intense pressure.

The sensation of testicles being drawn up from the depths of the anus.

I let out a beast-like sound as I climaxed.

With thudding pulses, my essence was released.

There was probably very little secretion.

Nevertheless, I was consumed by an immense climax.

Aya’s body became suddenly heavy on my hips.

She relaxed, letting her body weight press down.

“Haah… haah… hiu… haah…”

She moved her shoulders up and down, releasing intense breaths.

Aya’s cheeks were stained red, hinting at a deeply intense pleasure.

I held her small, soft body tightly.

Aya often boasted to everyone that her strength was her asset.

At school, I’ve never seen Aya looking tired.

But this wasn’t just one of Aya’s many charms.

Sometimes when Aya visits my room, she takes over the bed like an old man, saying things like “I’m tired~” or “I feel so lazy~”.

In the mornings, she often has a drowsy look until she meets everyone.

So, I intended to take it easy on her.

But indeed, this was over the top for a first experience.

God’s intuition says it’s not a problem.

Thanks to that intuition, I was able to have sex without burdening Aya.

Considering all of that…

Under normal circumstances, she would have probably fainted long ago.

Perhaps Aya’s ability to stay conscious is a discreet arrangement from God.

“Aya, are you okay…?”

After being reckless for so long, asking “Are you okay?” seems really harsh. Aya shook her shoulders in pain and glared at me.

“…Boyan, you idiot…”

Her expression was so seductive that my shaft tensed up again.

—Let her rest.

I think so too.

With a nudge from my intuition, I decided to wait for Aya to recover.

“Let’s rest a bit.”

I sent Aya a gaze that was almost like that of a spoiled child and I patted her back.

Aya muttered in dissatisfaction, “Uu~…” but obediently buried her face in my chest.

I placed my hand on Aya’s head and gently stroked her hair following its flow.

Come to think of it… I remember comforting Aya like this when we were in elementary school, too. I saved her from drowning in the pool and I think I’ve been consoling her like this all along.

While Aya’s breathing calmed down, I stroked her head, kissed the top of her head, rubbed her back and embraced her gently.

As I felt a warm emotion gradually sprout in Aya’s chest.

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Since our lower bodies were still connected, Aya’s disheveled breath didn’t settle down easily.

When the trembling finally ceased from Aya’s body.

I probably withdrew my penis from Aya’s vagina after several hours.

“Nggh…”

The moment my member left her entrance, Aya let out a tantalizing sound.

I hope she doesn’t do that; it’s almost making me lose my sanity.

Aya got off my lap.

She staggered, so I held her by her shoulder.

“Do we have a shower?”

With an upward gaze, Aya asked.

Maybe everything looks erotic afterward.

“There’s a unit bathroom in the hallway.”

“Can I come in?”

“Of course.”

Both of us are covered in sweat, saliva and love juices, making our bodies sticky all over. The area between our legs is especially messy.

Aya reaches out for the underwear crumpled on the tatami mat.

I pick up my bathrobe, which got all wrinkled from being used as a substitute for bedding and hand it to Aya after straightening it out.

“Thanks.”

“I’ll get some tissues for you.”

“No need, I’ll just wash it off.”

I take the tissue box from the table in the Japanese-style room and use it to wipe my own sticky groin for the time being.

Meanwhile, Aya moves toward the bathroom with the unsteady gait of a newborn deer.

Seeing her struggle, I quickly put on a T-shirt and half pants and follow her.

Aya manages to make her way into the bathroom by herself.

I call out to her as she opens the door to the unit bath and shows her back.

“I’ll buy something to drink. What do you want?”

“Apple juice…”

“Again?”

“Everything came out of my body, you know.”

Her words were oddly seductive.

My heart thumps.

—Don’t be manipulated.

God’s intuition scolds me.

“…I won’t even know if you turn as red as an apple again.”

I say calmly, using a teasing tone.

“Hey…!”

Aya hurries to face the mirror in the bathroom.

Before she can counter, I leave the room.

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I walk through the dim hallway.

Either that Japanese-style room was too hot, or the hallway felt cool.

Eventually, I reach a brightly lit vending machine corner.

I check my smartphone and see that it’s past 2 AM.

I sigh as I sit on a bench.

The mechanical sound of the vending machine can be heard.

My heartbeat keeps getting faster.

“Aya and I…”

My face turns bright red.

The realization is hitting me now.

“Uh-oh, Aya and I… had sex…”

My childhood friend whom I’ve liked for so long.

My perfect type, such a cute girl.

And that too, on a school trip.

Even though she has a boyfriend named Tokita.

I forcefully kissed her, pinned her down, fondled her breasts, licked her intimate parts, made her climax.

We were intertwined for hours, inserted, I took her virginity and ejaculated inside her.

My body trembles.

Joy, ecstasy, fear, anxiety, superiority, pressure… various emotions explode and my head feels like it’s about to burst.

—Calm down.

My thoughts become calm.

—Calm down.

—It’s only natural for you.

—Don’t be manipulated.

Intuition soothes my agitation.

Right, it’s only natural that I would embrace Aya.

If I let Aya manipulate me, it’s over.

By embracing Aya, both my tension and determination might have eased.

I might have taken her body.

But her heart hasn’t been completely won yet.

Can’t get carried away.

If I let my guard down, she won’t be mine.

I stand up and approach the vending machine.

I’m about to press the button for apple juice but I stop.

I exhale and then buy two bottles of mineral water.