A Story About Seducing and Imp**gnating the Second Cutest Tomboyish Childhood Friend in the Class During a Two-night, Three-day School Trip - Childhood friend V6C4

Aya and I board the dark bus together.

We naturally take seats towards the back, sandwiched between the front and rear seats, out of sight of the driver.

It’s dark, so this seems like the perfect opportunity to play a little prank on Aya without her noticing.

I lean against the window and glance down at her.

She’s dressed in her school uniform with a duffle coat over it and a skirt below. Her white thighs, pressed tightly together, seem to be concealing something.

Though it’s too dim to see clearly, her face is flushed crimson up to her ears. Her lips, moistened with saliva, emit soft sighs and her watery eyes gaze downwards.

Phew

I exhale softly, trying to calm my nerves.

That kiss we shared on the bench earlier was intense. It’s hard to stay composed when Aya looks at you with that pleading, dreamy expression.

If the bus hadn’t arrived, I probably would have ended up taking her right then and there. Just seeing Aya makes me want to push her down and when she starts taking the initiative, all my self-control goes out the window.

Despite spending the past two nights at Aya’s place since Valentine’s Day, indulging in non-stop sex, just seeing her after work today got me all hot and bothered.

-Boyan, are you jealous?

I recall Aya’s face, a mix of inquisitiveness and provocation.

Today, she unexpectedly called me during her shift at work. I had a bad feeling about it. As expected, when I went to pick her up, Aya was leaving the building with Shibasaki-san.

Well, they exchanged pleasantries and Shibasaki-san didn’t seem like someone who would do anything strange, so I felt relieved. If he’s Aya’s superior, then he must be trustworthy.

The issue is that since then, Aya has been teasing me in an odd way. It might be the first time I’ve almost ejaculated just from a kiss.

I place my hand gently on Aya’s white thigh.

“Hmm…”

She flinches slightly, but that’s all. I thought she might resist a little in this setting, but her actions, rubbing her thigh against mine, suggest she’s inviting further advances.

I lean close to her soft-looking ear.

“Do you have a spare pair of panties with you today?”

Whispering suggestively, I slide my hand under her skirt. As I stroke her smooth thigh and move towards her core, her body temperature rises.

“No… I don’t have… any…”

“Yeah, sorry, but I’ll make a mess inside.”

I grip her thigh tightly and she leans against my arm, trembling.

“It’s all wet… already…”

Aya doesn’t try to stop my hand from roaming – instead, she clings to my arm. Her gesture seems to say, “Do whatever you want,” and it sets my whole body on fire.

I slip my fingers between her tightly closed thighs.

“Ah… nnn…”

Her grip on my arm tightens and her ample chest presses against me.

After rubbing her through the fabric a few times, I quickly slip my fingers into her underwear. Her panties are already soaked, clinging to her soft folds.

“Ah, nnnn…”

Although I’m not moving my fingers vigorously, there’s a loud squelching sound. I feel like it’s echoing through the bus, so I take off my coat and cover her lower body with it.

I stir her honeyed entrance, gliding my fingers from bottom to top.

“Ah… nn… haa… ah… fu… nn… k… nnnn…”

Despite not moving my fingers forcefully, her body shudders violently. I can feel her climaxing from our close contact.

I want to make her feel even more.

While stimulating her sensitive bud with my middle finger, I gradually move my index finger down towards her vaginal opening.

“Aya, relax a little. My finger can’t go in because you’re too tight.”

As I whisper in her ear and blow warm breath, Aya bites her lower lip and trembles.

“Haa… ugh… like that, I don’t know… ah… it’s… impossible…”

Struggling to speak while making throaty sounds, she’s irresistible. Hearing her almost tearful voice makes me want to make her moan even more.

“It’s okay. I’ll make you feel even better inside, so just let go.”

“Ugh…”

Aya nods obediently and starts to regulate her breathing, her chest rising and falling. Despite her intermittent climaxes, she grips my arm tightly, but I feel her insides gradually relax.

As her vaginal muscles melt, I bury my middle finger into her heated core.

“Aya, your insides are twitching like crazy.”

“Ah, nnn… haa… Boyan, I’m… about to… cum again… it’s… coming… out…”

Feeling her contracting tightly around my finger, Aya reaches climax once more. Her pleasure overwhelms her and her juices overflow, soaking my fingers to the base.

“You can cum as much as you want. Your face when you cum is so cute, Aya.”

“Ah, mm… Boyan, I’m going to… I’m going to come again… I might make some noise…”

I considered sealing it with a kiss, but then it might be visible through the rearview mirror. I wouldn’t want even the slightest chance of seeing Aya’s flushed expression.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her close. I buried my face in her chest, enveloping her in my arms.

“Mm, ah… nngh…”

Aya climaxed while clinging to my chest.

She looked too cute as she shrank from the intensity, so I stroked her trembling back gently.

We still had some time until we reached the local bus stop, so Aya had time to recover.

“Boyan, do you want me to… do it too?”

She murmured from within my embrace.

“Huh… umm…”

Her delicate fingers brushed against my swollen groin, causing me to unintentionally let out a strange noise.

As I stiffened, Aya suddenly pulled my coat over her head and buried her face in my lower body.

“Aya?”

Underneath the coat, her hand unzipped my pants. I felt a tingling sensation as my penis sprang free.

Her warm breath enveloped my shaft, causing my hips to twitch.

As Aya moved beneath the coat, something soft pressed against the underside of my shaft.

“Ah…”

Before I could realize it was her tongue, a sensation of pleasure surged through my spine. Her tongue firmly grasped the base, sending waves of pleasure up my shaft.

Aya licked my shaft under the coat.

“This… is amazing.”

I could feel the heat building up under the coat from her breath and body temperature. The sensation of her tongue sliding along the underside sent shivers down my spine.

Unable to see what was happening, my senses heightened, even picking up on Aya’s faint breaths.

Her warm tongue pressed against the base, gradually making its way to the tip. The sensation of her firm tongue flicking against the head almost made me release my pent-up semen.

“Gu… ah…”

As I struggled to contain the pleasure, my entire glans was enveloped in warmth. Sensing Aya sucking on my penis, the tight membrane pressed down towards the base and back up. What started slow gradually sped up, accompanied by the sound of bubbling from under the coat.

The pleasure overwhelmed me and the fact that Aya was sucking on my penis under the coat was irresistible.

The pressure squeezing my testicles intensified and I could feel the tip of my glans hitting something hard at the back of her throat. Knowing she was deepthroating me filled me with affection, igniting my entire body.

As the sensation of ejaculating from my boiling testicles engulfed me, my abdomen tensed.

“Aya, I’m…!”

With a hoarse voice, she grabbed my thigh tightly.

“You can release.”

The moment she said that, my anus tightened and hot fluid erupted.

“Guuh… ah…!”

With each throb of pleasure, semen spurted from my urethra, causing a tingling sensation behind my eyelids.

With each pulsation of my penis, Aya’s throat moved, sucking me in. I was soon overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, arching my back as I released my sperm.

As I basked in the euphoria of releasing all my desires, Aya continued to pleasure me. She sucked out the remaining semen and cleaned around the head of my penis.

Eventually, my flaccid penis was released from her mouth and carefully tucked back into my pants.

Aya, still wearing the coat, sat up and the heat that had built up dispersed.

With a shy look, she wiped her mouth with her tongue and fingertips.

“Aya, thank you. It felt really… good.”

“Oh… is that so…”

Unable to resist her squinting eyes, like a girl being praised for the first time, I gently embraced Aya.

As our close hearts gradually settled down, we could feel each other’s heartbeat.

Glancing out the window, I saw the familiar outline of the city passing by. We were nearing the nearest bus stop.

“Oh, I’ll press the button.”

With the agility of a child who had just learned it, she pressed the stop button.

Walking off the bus hand in hand, I couldn’t bring myself to look at the driver. I don’t think they noticed, but I couldn’t shake off the guilt.

“…I feel really bad about what we did,” Aya muttered as we walked, skillfully avoiding the snow on the road.

“Yeah, let’s keep this between us as our little secret,” I replied.

“Can’t tell anyone else, let’s take it to the grave,” she added.

Her casual words made me happy.

As we walked down the familiar path, passing familiar telephone poles and turning into the usual alleyway, we were just a few steps away from her house.

“When do you think we’ll see each other next, Boyan?” Aya asked, looking towards her house. I could tell from her voice that she wasn’t asking about our next school meeting.

“When should we meet again, like this? How soon can we spend more time like this together?”

“Let’s have a date every Saturday from now on. If possible, we can even stay overnight,” I suggested.

“Yeah… I’ll try to adjust my work schedule,” she agreed.

Although we seemed to be walking slowly, we had already reached her house. Our hands parted as we faced each other across the gate.

Aya smiled with the innocence of a childhood friend.

“See you next week… no, see you at school tomorrow.”

“Yeah, I’ll text you.”

“What will you text about?”

“Well, good night or good morning… stuff like that?”

Now that I think about it, we’ve never really had the habit of exchanging daily greetings like a couple does.

“Isn’t it better to say it in person since we’re so close?”

That’s true, but there are many days when we can’t say goodnight directly, aren’t there?

But when we graduate from high school, that won’t be the case anymore.

“Aya, the day after graduation… I want to formally greet your family again.”

“Sure, but… is it about living together…?” she teased, rubbing her inner thighs together for some reason. …No, it’s actually quite sexy.

“That too, but also about our future and other things,” I replied.

Aya still doesn’t know about our ‘new’ family member.

“Yeah, got it. I’ll talk to my parents about it.”

“Thanks.”

She raised an eyebrow, gave me a “sure thing” look, waved her hand slightly in front of her chest, then went inside.

“…Phew.”

What lies ahead is probably a challenge that a certain percentage of couples in the world will face – the announcement of pregnancy.

But I wasn’t worried at all.

The future memories shown to me by my intuition never hinted at any difficulties with Aya’s family during our newlywed life.

I’ve never seen a scene of announcing pregnancy in those future memories.

That means, for our future selves, it wasn’t a trial or obstacle.

After making sure that Aya’s room on the second floor had brightened up, I headed home.