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From then on, I found myself thinking about him at every opportunity.
His refreshing appearance.
His imposing penis.
His girlish moans.
Every time I remembered, my core burned with heat.
Countless times, my hand almost wandered to between my thighs.
But each time, I held back, knowing that giving in would be the end.
I'm not like Mizuki, some middle schooler who loves masturbating.
I'm just a girl in love.
And then, against all odds, I reunited with him—on the Shinkansen during our school trip.
He was coming out of the toilet with a girl I'd never seen before.
A beautiful girl who looked about elementary school age, eerily reminiscent of that Kutsuki Aika. Something about her features felt familiar.
And there he was, emerging from the toilet together with that elementary schooler.
Naturally, only one conclusion came to mind.
"Disgusting! Not only me, a middle schooler, but even a little girl like her? Using her as a fleshlight?!"
The words spilled out before I could stop them.
Even though I'd masturbated to his pathetic sight too, I couldn't help but think, Who am I to talk?
And then, the next reunion happened in an even more unexpected place.
At the open-air bath of our lodging, I caught a peeping Tom.
Just on the other side of the wall separating the women's bath, a man was hiding.
Normally, I'd report it to the teachers waiting in the changing room.
But instead, I marched straight toward the peeper—completely naked myself.
I knew the risks. If he turned the tables, I could easily be assaulted.
Yet, strangely, I wasn't worried.
"...I knew it was you."
On the other side of the wall was him.
Somehow, I'd had a feeling. I don't know why, but it felt like he'd been following our school trip.
"You're really hopeless, you know? Going out of your way to peep on middle schoolers like this."
Even though I was fully exposed, I made no effort to hide my body.
My nipples, my most private parts—I let him see everything, remaining perfectly calm.
No, if I'm honest, somewhere deep down, I was excited.
It felt like I was one step closer to that day again, my lower belly burning with heat.
"...Once you've seen it, you can't forget it. That thick, imposing penis."
That's right. I recognized him by his penis.
Floating in the water, it was a perfect match for the one I'd seen that day.
"How conceited. There might be girls who wouldn't feel a thing even if you took them, you know?"
But those words probably didn't apply to me.
If he violated me, I'd surely feel just like I did that day.
I'd submit—maybe even fall in love.
That's how captivating his penis was.
When he stood up from the water, revealing his full form, I caught myself swallowing hard.
That penis—the one from that day—was right in front of me.
Back then, the vaulting horse had been in the way, but now, if I reached out, I could touch that thick, masculine shaft.
"No way."
But I refused to have sex with him.
The reason was simple.
"Why? Because I'd definitely submit. I'm still a virgin, you know? If an experienced adult like you took me, I'd be done for. And besides... I think you're really attractive. What girl wouldn't submit to being taken by a man she likes?"
I laid bare my honest feelings.
If he took me, I'd undoubtedly surrender.
And because I knew that, I wouldn't just let it happen.
"So, no. I won't let you take me. I know exactly what would happen. You'd pound me with that thick cock, fill me with cum over and over, make me to the brink—and in the end, you'd make me yours. I know exactly how it'd go."
Make me yours.
If he took me, I'd surely say those exact words.
I knew it without a doubt.
If a man I was this obsessed with claimed me, of course I'd fall.
Even when we met again on a bus in Kyoto, my resolve didn't waver.
I wouldn't get any closer to him.
Because if I did, I knew I'd never be able to leave him.
But that determination began to crumble because of my best friend, Anzu's, words.
My childhood friend, Suzuki Anzu—prim and proper like a Yamato Nadeshiko, yet with more sexual experience than anyone would expect.
We'd been together since elementary school, polar opposites in personality, yet somehow, we never tired of each other.
And then, out of nowhere, Anzu said something I never expected.
"Ayaka. I want to have sex with that Kasarahara guy."
At first, I thought she was a rival.
But no—Anzu's real goal was to get me and him together.
After seeing my reaction at the open-air bath, she'd figured out my feelings and decided to play matchmaker.
Even if it meant using herself as bait.
From there, things moved quickly.
Before I knew it, Anzu and I were in a love hotel with him.
And then, I was forced to watch as my best friend had wild, passionate sex with him.
I knew Anzu was experienced, but I never imagined she'd be that incredible.
Matching a grown man's stamina without backing down an inch.
The courage to take load after load straight into her womb.
I could never hope to keep up.
But thanks to Anzu greedily draining his energy and semen, even a coward like me found a little courage.
"...Is this okay, Ayaka?"
Fresh from the shower, he stood before me, his fully erect penis on display again.
Even after filling Anzu to the brim, his lust seemed endless.
His penis was right in front of me.
And this time, touching it felt natural.
If I took him into my mouth, Anzu's plan would be complete.
She'd set this up for me.
How could I run away now?
Be honest with yourself, Ayaka.
You've wanted this penis in your mouth all along.
"Ah...!"
The moment I took him in, I heard that pathetic moan again.
It was thicker than I'd.
Hard as steel, burning hot.
My stretched lips struggled to accommodate his imposing shaft.
In normal life, a middle schooler sucking an adult man's penis would be unthinkable.
Yet here I was, making it reality.
My jaw ached as I ran my tongue along his cock, savoring its thickness.
This was a penis.
A man's most powerful part.
When I wrapped my lips around it, a masculine, musky scent filled my nose.
Was this the smell of his cock?
Or the lingering traces of his earlier release?
The pheromones of a man?
The taste of my first penis was intoxicating.
Ah, just as I thought.
I couldn't resist him.
Once I'd memorized this taste, I'd be his forever.
"How is it, Ayaka?"
As he stood over me triumphantly, I mustered all my strength to whisper back.
"—Amazing. I've wanted this penis all along."
I'd already surrendered completely.
My pussy was soaked, ready to accept him.
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"Here I go, Ayaka."
Pinning her to the bed, I pressed my cock against her virgin entrance.
Unlike Anzu, Ayaka was untouched.
I needed to be gentle—I didn't want to ruin her first time.
But given how wet she was, maybe that worry was unnecessary.
—Amazing. I've wanted this penis all along.
Those words she'd whispered earlier—they sounded completely genuine.
Come to think of it, back at the open-air bath, she'd practically admitted she wanted to be taken.
If that was true, then there was no need to hold back.
"Ahh...! Ahh—!"
With a single thrust, I buried myself inside Ayaka's virgin pussy.
Just as I'd expected, there was little resistance.
It was as if she'd spent all this time imagining this moment—preparing herself for my cock.
A virgin pussy is tight.
But it feels amazing.
"I'm inside you, Ayaka. Can you feel it? My cock violating your little pussy?"
I made sure she could feel every inch as I slowly rubbed my tip against her cervix.
It wasn't just pain or excitement—her cheeks flushed red as she nodded.
"...I've always wanted you to take me. Ever since the day we met, I dreamed of this."
Like a girl in love, she smiled in satisfaction.
For her, just this connection—this union—was enough.
To be joined with a man.
That alone filled her heart.
"I've always wanted to take you too."
"Ah—!"
I began moving slowly.
No grown man could be satisfied with just insertion.
"Ah! Ah!"
And Ayaka was clearly feeling it too.
The pain of her first time was already forgotten. Now, all that remained was the rhythm of my thrusts.
"Ahh! You're incredible, Ayaka! Even though it's your first time, your pussy's squeezing me so tight!"
Her walls wrapped around me perfectly.
It wasn't as intense as Anzu in full swing, but there was something deeply satisfying about it—like my soul was being filled.
"Ahh! Me too...! Kouichirou's penis...! I never want to let go!"
Hearing my first name caught me off guard.
She must've been calling me that in her head all along.
If that was the case, I had to respond in kind.
"Ahh! That's it, Ayaka! Your pussy's the best!"
"Me too...! I can't live without Kouichirou's cock!!"
Maybe imitating Anzu, Ayaka wrapped her arms and legs around me, locking me in place.
Not letting a single drop escape.
Accepting me with her entire body.
She, too, was the perfect fleshlight for me.
"Ahh! That's so good!!"
With that, I held nothing back.
To make her cum, to make myself cum—I started pounding her with everything I had.
"So good!! Kouichirou's cock...! Hitting me deep—"
I lost myself in her virgin pussy, savoring every second.
The way it clung to my cock was addicting.
"I'm gonna cum, Ayaka! Get pregnant with my sperm!!"
I began my final sprint. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room. Sweat flew as the adorable moans of a middle schooler burned into my ears.
"Ahh, cum inside me!! Knock me up with your cock!! Make me a mom in second year of middle school!!"
"Ahh!"
Even after all I'd already shot today, it felt like an endless flood.
My balls emptied as spurt after spurt filled her virgin pussy.
Breeding.
Mating.
Creampie sex.
How many times today had I experienced the greatest pleasure of my life?
I was the luckiest man in the world.
Not as a figure of speech—I truly believed it.
"Mmm—"
Without thinking, our tongues intertwined.
Less an exchange of saliva, more a confirmation of love.
We kept kissing like that for nearly an hour.
My softened cock still buried inside her, neither of us moving—just staying connected as we wrapped our limbs around each other, trading saliva, over and over.