Chapter 90: She got drunk and became honest, drowning in deep ecstasy

She got drunk and became honest, drowning in deep ecstasy

“Shall we toast! Cheers~!”

As the evening approached, the two of them sat side by side on the carpet, raising their slender champagne glasses to each other. It seemed that Aya didn’t clink her glass when toasting with wine.

She took a sip of the sparkling wine in her glass, enjoying it deliciously.

“Ah~ It’s refreshing~”

Her reaction was somewhat like that of an old man, which made me laugh involuntarily.

“Take it easy. Aya isn’t good with alcohol.”

The first time she drank, she started getting drunk after one sip and by the time she finished her glass, she was in high spirits, clinging to my sister.

“A sip won’t make me blush.”

Although she didn’t mention whether she would blush or not, I decided not to tease her since she seemed to be getting worked up. Actually, her cheeks were already flushed red. Before I knew it, she had already taken three sips.

“Aya, aren’t you drinking too fast?”

“Hehe, you worry too much, Boyan.”

She tilted her glass with a smile, exuding an adult charm that made my heart skip a beat. Combined with her attire of a thinly veiled shirt with a low neckline and shorts, her allure was irresistible.

For now, I decided to focus on enjoying the simmered hamburger in front of me.

“It’s incredibly delicious…”

The moment I ate it, the meat melted in my mouth. By the time the meat juices gently spread in my mouth, it was so delicious that I couldn’t resist taking another bite.

“Oh, really? I’m glad. I put a lot of effort into it today, watching recipe videos.”

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She seemed to be absorbed in explaining her cooking while I ate. It felt like she was using my eating as an excuse to sip on her wine.

I, too, took another bite of the hamburger, using the sound of her throat gulping as an excuse. By the time I finished eating, her glass was empty.

“Boyan… Would you like a refill?”

Her voice, like that of a needy cat, made my heart skip a beat.

Boyan… I’ve heard that nickname in intuitive future memories a few times. But I didn’t expect it to be used for the second round of drinks. It’s different hearing it in a dream and hearing it in real life. The impact was tremendous.

Despite her cat-like voice, there was no hint of coyness, which was amazing.

“No, I’m fine already. Thank you.”

“Are you sure? Then what does Boyan want to eat?”

Her tilting head gesture was dangerous. If I had to say what I wanted to eat, it would be Aya, but was that what she was asking?

“I’m already full… Maybe I made too much. Let’s heat it up and eat it tomorrow.” Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

Looking at her plate, she had left about half of her hamburger.

It was still early evening outside the window. It seemed a bit early for dinner. Were we both getting anxious about what was to come?

“Oh, then do you want to drink hot cocoa?”

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

Although I doubted whether hot cocoa went well after wine, I nodded since she seemed to want it.

Aya, with slightly unsteady steps, headed to the kitchen and took quite a while to come back.

“Here, here you go.”

A green and a red mug that she had just bought was placed on the table. Ah, she must have been eager to drink this.

“Aya, come here.”

When I patted my knee, she smiled softly.

“Okay…”

She sat down on my crossed legs, leaning back slowly while holding the mug with both hands.

“Hehe, this is a special seat.”

“A special seat?”

“Because this is always Aki-chan’s seat, I wanted to sit here sometimes too. Ah~… Aki-chan is so cute.”

It seemed that I was one of their means of transportation.

Aya seemed to be adjusting her seating position. For a moment, she leaned forward, causing her shirt to separate from her skin, revealing her ample breasts and the pale pink buds on top. They were slightly erect, making me want to suck on them.

As I peeked at her cleavage from above, Aya glanced up at me from the corner of her eye.

“Hey, Boyan, were you looking at my boobs earlier?”

“Huh?”

She gave a mischievous grin. When was that? I’ve seen them more than ten times today alone and I’m even staring at them right now.

Come to think of it, on the first day of our school trip, when we had a staring contest in the bathroom, Aya teased me like this. Then I forcibly kissed her afterwards.

“Is it bad to look?”

I traced her collarbone with my fingertips and nibbled on her soft earlobe.

“Mm… It’s not bad. If it’s Boyan… it’s fine…”

Before I knew it, it wasn’t cat language anymore. Her eyes, filled with desire, looked up at me and her moist lips tilted upwards.

With a wet sound, we kissed passionately.

Aya’s lips faintly tasted like hamburger. Yet, her mouth was filled with the sweetness of cocoa, making it delicious. We savored each other’s lips, intertwining our tongues as if exploring each other’s mouths.

“Haah… ah… ahn…”

Massaging her warm breasts with my hands, Aya let out a soft moan mixed with a sigh. Starting gently, I moved my hands as if caressing her skin. Gradually feeling her nipples harden in my palms, I buried my five fingers into her ample bosom.

Her breasts, too large to be completely enveloped by my hands, were warm and the soft flesh gently pressed against my fingers. As always, her breasts were irresistibly inviting.

“Ahn… B-Boyan… Aah…”

Pinching her erect nipples between my fingers, Aya’s sweaty back arched. Not wanting to let her go, I wrapped my other arm around her waist, holding her in place.

Releasing her lips, I kissed Aya’s cheeks, nape and neck, tracing along the beautiful line of her shoulders with my tongue. The sweet and slightly salty taste of her sweat was delicious.

As I gently caressed her breasts, Aya wriggled in my embrace, turning to face me within my arms.

“B-Boyan, can you… take them off for me…?”

She must still be a bit drunk. Aya asked in a sweet voice.

“That’s too cute.”

Her drunkenness seemed to double her eroticism. My arousal surged within my pants as if ready to burst.

Grabbing the hem of her undershirt, I swiftly pulled it up. Along the way, her large breasts got caught, lifting them up with a bounce before her bare breasts were exposed. I then pulled the shirt over her head, exposing her white torso to the cool air.

Normally, she would shyly cover her chest, but today was different. Biting her lower lip, Aya leaned in and kissed me.

“Mm… Mm… Aah…”

Enjoying the deep kiss, our tongues and saliva intertwined.

When I finally pulled away, I licked her neck again, leaving red marks along her collarbone and finally stretched my tongue to lick her breasts from bottom to top.

“Ahh, Aahh…”

Her seductive moans after such a long time were melting my ears. I wanted to hear more, so I cupped her lower breast and sucked on the enlarged breast with added volume.

“Ahh, Aahh… B-Boyan… Aahh… Y-Yeah… Haaah…”

Aya’s sweet cries echoed in the living room. Smearing saliva with my tongue, I traced her areola, drawing circles, as her sighs became more desperate. This was one of Aya’s sensitive spots.

“No, stop it… Aah… Boyan’s tongue… feels so good…”

Whether due to intoxication or not, her unusually honest reactions were irresistible. My member throbbed with heat, my testicles churning. I wanted to ravish Aya.

Driven by this violent impulse, I hugged her tightly, burying my face in her breasts. I savored the exquisite softness, warmth and Aya’s sweet scent as I continued to move my tongue.

After thoroughly licking and sucking her chest, I slowly pulled away.

Aya’s white body was covered in numerous red marks and saliva. The sinking sun dyed her body crimson. Whether her face was also red due to the sunset or because of alcohol and excitement from our lovemaking, I couldn’t tell.

With her upper body stripped bare, Aya, wearing only gray shorts, looked incredibly enchanting. Gasping, she moved her body up and down, parting her lips teasingly.

“Boyan, come here…”

Her urgent tone sent shivers down my spine. I wanted her to say more.

“What do you want me to do? Tell me, Aya.”

Scooping her erect nipples with the tip of my tongue, rolling them around, I peered into her eyes.

“A-Aah… Boyan… You’re so mean…”

Her troubled expression was irresistible. While flicking her firm nipples with the tip of my tongue, I teased her a little more.

“Say it properly? I want to hear it from Aya’s mouth.”

“Ahh… Ugh… I want… Boyan, inside me… Here…”

Aya’s hand pressed against her lower abdomen through her shorts. Despite the embarrassment in her moist eyes, she still met my gaze, pleading.

As I embraced Aya, I gently pushed her down onto the carpet.

“Sorry, I teased you too much. Aya’s honesty is just too cute.”

“Boyan, you’re mean… You always are.”

She also wrapped her arms around my head, pulling me closer. The feeling of our bodies fitting perfectly together was pleasant. Despite our significant height difference, it always amazed me how well we fit.

Enjoying the long-awaited sense of unity, I took off my black T-shirt. I discarded my jeans and tossed my underwear aside.

“Aya, you should take off yours too.”

“Yeah…”

Slowly, I teased her shorts down. A delicate pink design of her panties emerged, catching my attention.

“These are really cute panties.”

“You said you liked them last time.”

I couldn’t help but stare, delighted that she wore them for me.

“Boyan…”

Her longing voice sent a surge of heat to my groin. Her wet folds were exposed, dripping so much that threads were forming.

Finally, both Aya and I were fully exposed. As I admired her perfectly split slit, I positioned my hardened member against her moist entrance. In that moment, I regained a bit of my senses.

“A condom… I’ll put one on.”

“Oh, yeah… Should I get one from the bedroom?”

“No, it’s okay.”

Reaching out to the nearby convenience store bag, I retrieved a box of condoms and showed it to her.

Since it had been quite a while since we last slept together in the bedroom, I thought there might be only a few left.

However.

“Aya, is it okay if I come inside?”

I glanced briefly at the fluttering strip near the sofa. She seemed to understand what was there at the end of my gaze and softly smiled.

“It’s okay… if that’s what you want, Boyan.”

“I want it like this.”

“Yeah, come…”

I pressed the glans, exposed to the outside air, against her vaginal opening. With a wet, lascivious sound, just lightly pushing out my hips buried the shaft into her vagina.

“Ah… Aya’s insides are really hot.”

Whether it was because of the alcohol, or perhaps because of the excitement of sex after a long time, Aya’s vaginal walls felt so good that my groin trembled. The soft vaginal flesh tightly squeezed, fitting perfectly to my shape, intimately adhering.

“Yours, too, Boyan… Ah, it feels so good.”

Each time Aya let out a breath, I was tightly squeezed, almost on the verge of ejaculating. Nevertheless, the sensation was so good that I didn’t seem like I could hold back.

It felt as though I was experiencing sex for the first time, or even more exciting than that. My head was buzzing just by being inside her.

“You can move, Aya. Sorry… I might not be able to hold back because it feels too good.”

“Yeah, it’s okay… Move however you like.”

With those words, my hips ignited as if ignited by a matchstick on her buttocks. As I began the piston motion, the stimulating sensation of her intertwining vaginal folds was irresistible and my movements accelerated.

“Ah… Ha… Ah, ah, ah, ah…”

With each movement of my hips, she let out a pleasurable moan. Wanting to make her gasp even more, I thrust my groin upwards, hooking into her sweet spot.

“Ah, no… Ah, Boyan, that’s… no good…”

Piston in the missionary position, I embraced Aya’s body tightly. She also clung to me, embracing my shoulders and neck as if welcoming me. Our skins melded together and I only pushed out my hips.

“Ah… It’s no good, I’m going to… Ah, ah, ah, ah, I’m going to come… Ah, ah… Boyan, I’m… Ah, ah, ah, ah…!”

With her back being stroked, Aya’s climax transmitted through. Sweat poured from her body and I could feel her trembling all over. Her vagina contracted and urged for ejaculation.

Yet I persistently thrust my hips and each time, Aya came.

“Ah, no… I’m coming… Ah, ah, ah… Boyan, I’m… Ah, ah, ah, ah…”

With deep sighs like gasps, her body trembled violently. She seemed to be overwhelmed by the climax as if painted over. Seeing Aya drowning in the pleasure of sex, I felt a surge of electricity run through me.

“Ah, I’m coming, I’m releasing…”

“Yeah, release it all…”

“Guh… Ahhh…!”

Vigorously, semen spurted out. It felt like ejaculating along with pleasure. Aya’s palms pressed against my back and her legs tightly wrapped around my hips. Holding each other firmly, I continued to move my hips instinctively.

“Dochun…!”

With a vigorous thrust, her body arched backward.

“Ah… Ah, ah, ah… Uuu…!”

Her vagina squeezed tightly, sucking up my shaft. Prompted by the writhing vaginal walls, I ejaculated again.

Feeling too good, my hips shook violently. Unable to hold back anymore, I almost crushed Aya. My head was hot and I couldn’t think of anything. The fact that I was pouring my seed into her made me feel fulfilled as a man.

“Ahh… Ah, Boyan… It’s still… throbbing…”

“Oops, I’m still… coming…”

“I’m… still… Ah, ah… Boyan, Ahh…!”

As I continued to bounce my shaft in Aya’s vagina even after squeezing out all the semen from my testicles, we both lost ourselves in pleasure.