Onna Doushi to ka Arienai deshou to Iiharu Onna no ko wo, Hyakunichi kan de Tetteiteki ni Otosu Yuri no Ohanashi - Prologue
This chapter is 18+… kind of(?)
A few days after I bought the condoms, after school, in my room.
Lately, Aya has been coming to my house more often compared to me coming to Aya’s house. Well, that’s a given since my parents knew about it already. We haven’t been studying together in a while. Hence, textbooks were scattered everywhere on top of the table.
Although my eyes were reading the homework questions, my thoughts were floating everywhere. It can’t be helped, since today’s the day I’ve been waiting for, where my mom will come home later than usual.
In other words, this is my chance! Now, I just need to find the perfect timing to get that “thing” I just bought the other day.
I glanced towards Aya. Incidentally, our eyes meet.
[Do you need any help?]
[Ah, I’m good.]
Was she staring at me? Aya is so good at noticing my gaze that I thought that she’s the one that has been staring at me the whole time.
Fuwa Aya is one of the top students in our grade. She is also trained in martial arts, has a good sense of style, and is a beautiful girl with a flawless appearance. She is the embodiment of an ideal high school girl. Silky strands of hair just like a little girl’s, and when I stroked it, it went through my fingertips without snagging. Complimented by her mysterious green jade-colored eyes that shine so deeply that they seem to lure you in, a mermaid-like tinge of melancholy is hidden behind them. Her bored expression, paired with sighs suit Aya because of her distinctive eyes. But a secret side of Fuwa Aya is that she can turn out to be sexy, breathtakingly mature, or sometimes cute as a cat slumbering in the late afternoon.
All-in-all, she is an embodiment of a woman with perfect facial features and every of her actions will be interpreted in a positive way no matter what she does. With her height of 163 cm, she could probably get into any modelling agency if she wanted to. However, she also looks great as a bartender at night, so I guess anything is possible for her.
In the end, Aya is Fuwa Aya no matter what she does…
In school, she always has an emotionless face. Once, I tried to ask her why she always puts on an emotionless face at school, and she answered, [Emotions? Do humans need such things?]
Although in fact, there are times when she’s a bit unpredictable. And the fact that I, as her girlfriend, is able to see her various reactions is something that makes me feel lucky. It’s been more than six months since we started dating. So I think it’s time for us to take the next step.
Aya was still in her school uniform because she was on her way home from school. I, on the other hand, had changed my top and was wearing a fluffy sweater and wool socks.
[Hey, aren’t you cold? Do you want to wear your cardigan?]
I pulled out Aya’s white cardigan from behind. Aya’s personal clothings had accumulated in my room since she had been staying with me during the winter break. In addition to her personal clothes, her charger and makeup remover were left behind.
Aya’s long legs stretched out from the skirt of her winter uniform. I tickled her legs wrapped in tights with my fingertips.
[Do you have a problem you don’t understand? Want me to teach you?]
[No, that’s not the problem here.]
Ah, this is bad. Somehow… Uhm! This is kind of embarrassing! I don’t know when’s the perfect time to say [I actually bought condoms] to her. Urgh, I’ve planned this scenario before. I should have just said it without being conscious of it. But now, I can’t do it anymore!
[Is it something that’s a bit hard for you to tell me?]
As usual, Aya had successfully read me. She held her pen to her lower jaw and stared into the air behind me just like a cat that can see what humans can’t see.
[Is it something like, “I want you to stop working at the bar because I’d get jealous.”?]
[Eh, I’m not going to say that. I like that store.]
[Then… “I cheated on you. I like someone else.”?]
[That can’t be!]
Ah, I accidentally said the safe word that me and Aya have decided. [That can’t be!], a word that I’ve always used on a daily basis. But after agreeing with Aya, that word becomes a magic word that can stop any of Aya’s actions in the middle of our play. Well, it’s been a while since I’ve used it though…
Or rather, it’s the exact opposite. I’m struggling to figure out how to tell that I got condoms for someone I love. My girlfriend smiles at me in a way that can capture the heart of a.
[For you to even say “That can’t be.” Oh well, I’m happy that you said something like that]
[Uwa, you should see your own face in the mirror now]
Aya puts her finger to her lips and smiles mischievously.
[Did Marika like me because of my looks?]
[Eh? Well, it’s certainly one of the reasons, but… are looks the most important thing?]
If there’s a gauge to measure how beautiful one looks, Aya’d definitely scored a high one. But of course I didn’t just fall in love with her just because she is beautiful. In fact, I knew several other beautiful girls in Aya’s class, yet I’m not attracted to them. Although I’d definitely answer, [Aya’s face] if someone were to ask the reason why I fell in love with Aya. Her expressions, the angle of her eyebrows, the color of her eyes. I guess my tastes are all influenced by Aya, including her voice, her smell, and the shape of her fingers.
After listening to Aya’s answer, I was tempted to ask her about mine.
[On the contrary, Aya, what do you think about my face?]
As a high school girl, I always take good care of myself to a certain extent. But still, I don’t think I’ve ever heard Aya’s thoughts about my looks. I mean, as a girl in love, there’s nothing better than a direct compliment from your partner right? Ah, thinking about it makes me embarrassed.
Until I remembered that my girlfriend is not a normal girl, but Fuwa Aya.
[Marika… has a very erotic figure.]
Wow, she sure said some amazing things there.
[W-We’re talking about faces now!]
[Yes, but it’s not like it’s something that you can separate.]
[… I understand. Though… Eh, my figure is erotic?.]
A fire burns in Aya’s eyes. This is bad…
[First of all, your face is very sexy. When you smile, you open your mouth wide, and when you’re feeling uncomfortable, you furrow your eyebrows. Not to mention your facial expressions, and the shape of your face itself is very intriguing.]
Just what is this girl saying?
[That’s nowhere near erotic!]
[Nope, it is erotic]
And of course, she didn’t stop there.
[Your body, your voice, the shape of your ears, your personality, your taste, everything is sexually erotic on a natural level, so you should be more aware of that. So, don’t show any openings. Don’t let them see that side of you. To be honest, I want you to always wear a costume to hide your face and body when you go outside.]
[Only Aya would say such a thing!]
I was so embarrassed that I unintentionally screamed while hugging my body, and Aya pointed it out as [See, even your reaction is so erotic]. Then what am I supposed to do?
[Aya, is that how you look at me all the time? You’re an animal!]
[Even your breath today is so erotic, Marika.]
I’d definitely smack her in the face if she’s not my girlfriend.
[I didn’t understand Aya before, but now I don’t understand you more than before.]
Of course, I sometimes think, “Aya looks kind of erotic…,” but most of the time, I just think she’s beautiful and cute.
[Anyway, is that even something you should say to a girl? “Erotic”, huh, how about me?]
[That’s the highest compliment a girl can get]
[I’m sure that’s only from your point of view!]
What a thing to say to a girl of her age.
No matter how many compliments I get, it doesn’t make me happy at all… Rather, it makes me feel something like a mix of happiness and frustration. As a result, I closed my eyes to hide my embarrassment.
[Aya, did you perhaps look at me that way even before we got to know each other?]
[Well… more or less]
This girl… I wonder if her “like” is equal to “erotic”.
Now that I know about Aya’s mysterious preferences, I think it’s a good time to tell her about it, even though I’m worried about what will happen afterwards.
I stretched my legs out and snuggled them against Aya’s legs, who was sitting across from me. I rub my woollen socks against her smooth tights as if to pamper her.
[Actually, Aya, you know. Um, I’m…]
[I already know that!]
Her lecherous gaze was so unnerving that I couldn’t help but to look away.
[My mom is coming home late today.]
[Is that so…]
[Uhm, that’s why…]
Because Aya keeps saying that I’m erotic over and over again, I feel conscious of many things.
[I’m wearing a new underwear, not expensive ones like Aubade, but I found some cute ones. And I bought it on impulse…]
I glanced at Aya.
[Uh, Aya, do you want… to see it?]
Aya rested her elbows on the table and rested her chin on it. The atmosphere of the room changes, it’s like a hundred professionals trying to interview a new graduate.
[There’s never a time when I don’t want to see it.]
Oh, I wonder if that’s true.
[I- I see… Well then, Uhm… go ahead]
[Well then, I’d like to see it from Marika.]
[F- From me?] I asked back
[Yes. Let’s see… for starters, let’s have you lift that skirt up.]
[W-What was that… Well, I don’t mind, but Aya, are you fine with only me lifting up my skirt?]
What a weird fetish…she’s always hard to understand.
[Yup, because it’s Marika that’s why I don’t mind.]
… Oh no, Aya is in her full S mode. I can tell from her gentle, cold eyes that made me feel a little nervous, yet my body couldn’t resist. So I did as I was told, my hand trembled as my hand reached up to the hem of my skirt.
[Is that how I taught you to present yourself? Stand up and come over here.]
What’s the difference? Isn’t that the same? you’re going to see me undress anyway…
But Aya seemed to be enjoying herself, and I was too embarrassed to even try to resist her demand. I wonder if this indecent side of me is the reason Aya called me erotic…
Standing with this pose in front of Aya made me feel like I was being peeked at from all directions, and this feels more embarrassing than I thought it would be. The skirt is now around Aya’s eye level, and she’s waiting for me to present my body to her.
[Hm? Hurry up, Marika]
I decided to undress from my shirt first. Like a child changing clothes, I took it off quickly to expose my bra.
[Cute, good girl.] Aya murmured as my face heated up.
I’m currently wearing a dark blue laced bra, which is very popular right now. Because it is brand-new, the texture of the fabric is still soft and pleasant to touch.
Apparently, I wonder why showing off my bra when I’m changing clothes in class feels less embarrassing as compared to showing it off when I’m about to have sex. I guess there’s a huge gap between “showing it to others” and “being seen (inevitably)”. Truthfully, it’s not only limited to undergarments. I sometimes feel embarrassed when I’m trying to show off my clothes to Aya anyway.
Uwa, my face is getting really hot from Aya’s gaze.
[Good girl, next up is your skirt~]
After I took off my shirt, I pulled down my skirt slowly, inch-by-inch, trying to make Aya wait longer and to show her that I won’t submit to all her wishes that easily. My thighs were tingling from the brushes of the hem of the skirt.
I looked down and saw Aya staring at my skirt, anticipating that moment when I removed my skirt completely.
Ah, Aya is waiting impatiently for me to remove my skirt, how cute.
When I stopped my hand, Aya quickly raised her face. As if she’s begging me to take it off quickly.
Our position switched. Do you really want to see it that much, Aya?
Then, I realized that I’ve made a blunder. Aya’s lips smiled thinly, yet her eyes were Ice cold which sent shivers to my body.
[W-What is it~?], I asked in order to provoke her.
With a smirk on my face, I held my skirt in place to make sure that Aya wouldn’t be able to pull it.
You’re really desperate to see my underwear aren’t you, Aya?
But then, without any warning, Aya inserted her hand between my thighs. Ah, her hand is cold!
[Aren’t you cold exposing your belly in such a cold room? Or are you simply just trying to play with my patience, Marika?]
[U-Uhm, this is… Isn’t this what you ordered me to do, Aya?]
[If you don’t hurry up, I won’t give you what you wanted.]
She caressed my thighs with her fingers as if it were her nails. Then, her fingers stopped when they reached the hem of my skirt. The sensation of her fingers built up inside me as she continued to caress my thighs in various motions.
[A-Aren’t you the one who wanted to do this…?]
[Aren’t you the one who invited me in the first place?]
[Well, that’s… true…]
Aya’s voice tone didn’t waver, instead, it became more dominant.
[Are you in the mood to be fucked senselessly today, Marika?]
In response, my whole body shivered and was prompted to say, [I’m sorry…] to Aya. It’s as if Aya had successfully reminded me of my position in our relationship. With Aya as the absolute top and me as her temptress bottom. Although in our daily life, we’re standing in an equal position.
Swallowing my objections, I finally rolled up my skirt. With a twang, appearing in between the space of my legs, was white-coloured panties, much like the white laced bra I wore.
[…P-Please go ahead.]
Displaying myself, as if to say please look at it.
Despite the color difference between the bra and panties, the panties had a dark blue lace, I immediately fell in love and bought it because it was cute. It looked like a set anyway.
I kept holding up my skirt, waiting for Aya to give her reaction. Then, something clicked on my mind.
Urgh… this is definitely payback for my small teasing earlier.
Aya’s middle finger suddenly slid down the line between my pussy that was covered by my panties.
[W-Wai- W-Why so sudden!]
[Yep, you’re cute. Really cute. Thank you.]
[Then w-why.. Are you teasing me there…]
She rubbed her fingers over my panties relentlessly, causing my hips to jolt in response.
[Ehm, what are you doing, Aya-san?]
[What is it~?]
[W-wait! Can you please stop for a moment so I can talk?!]
If you keep attacking me then I wouldn’t be able to talk.
I wanted to tell her that I’ve bought condoms for us to use, but her relentless attack made it impossible.
Then, Aya’s hands stopped. But as I lowered my guard, Aya slipped her hand inside my panties this time. H-Hey!
[This is a token of gratitude for presenting yourself to me like a good girl.]
[Isn’t this weird?!]
The sight of a girl’s slender finger sliding behind the small surface of another girl’s panties might be more obscene compared to when a guy was doing it.
Aya lightly poked my private parts with her finger as if she was checking the ripeness of the fruit. But her fingers made me feel troubled there.
[Don’t say it!]
[It has become… so… wet…]
[Didn’t I tell you not to say it?!]
It’s troubling when Aya won’t listen to me, since I’ll always end up flustered by her actions. I mean, I can’t help but to get aroused when I was showing her my underwear. Presenting myself to her was too shameful for me to comprehend.
Aya stood in front of me, flipping her skirt up with a queenly expression on her face, as if she was tasting a high quality wine that was offered to her. It reminds me of that time during Christmas when Aya was roleplaying as a lady and me as a maid.
Aya drew closer to me and her fingers moved back and forth between my cunt, smearing the
honey-like substance that came out of my cunt that started to get wet naturally, making it more slippery.
I feel like my body has been smeared. Well then, Aya, the real thing starts now and things are going to get intense, are you ready?
[Uhm, A-Aya. I have something to tell you.]
Aya brought her face close to me and kissed me over my panties. Aya held both my thighs firmly, and there was nowhere for me to escape.
[A-Aya, not there…]
Gently, Aya pulled down my panties in one swift movement, leaving it around my thighs, acting like a shackle that restrained me softly.
Aya’s lips touched me at that place, making me feel uneasy.
Despite the weaker stimulation as compared to Aya’s fingers, the pleasant sensation penetrates all the way to my spine.
Aya nuzzles her face into my crotch, followed by relentless kisses to my sensitive parts. It didn’t stop there, Aya’s lips, which are beautiful and admired by everyone, spouted out sweet words.
My heart pounds in anticipation of what’s to come. This is a privilege of mine as Aya’s girlfriend, I can always receive a kiss from her, a kiss that always reminds me of my place.
[What is it, Marika?]
[You were about to say something, weren’t you?]
Think about it, what if bringing up the topic of me buying a condom dampens Aya’s mood, it’ll be awkward for her to continue, right…
Aya smiled at me as she looked into my trembling eyes.
[All right, I get it. I’ll continue to make you feel good then.]
[Ah, no, that’s not what I was trying to sa-]
Without any warning, Aya’s slippery tongue thrusts into me. Her tongue was gentler than her finger, thus allowing it to freely change its shape as it penetrated me.
The various stimulations of being licked and sucked, which felt different from getting pinched made me squeal. The skirt that I held with my hands fell down, covering Aya’s head.
I can hardly count the number of times Aya kissed me on my pussy. I remembered that she said something like, “I have special lips and I won’t just give it to anyone.” I remembered that story, so I decided to kiss her for the first time on Christmas. That is, to properly tell that Aya is special to me. But the fact that she (almost) never kissed anyone and the fact that she was good at using it were two different things!
[A-Aya… It feels good…]
I felt like my lower body was going to melt.
[Marika, do you like it when I do this?]
[Mnn~ Y-yes!~ I- like it… mn.!!]
I held my mouth with both hands, worried that my haughty voice might be heard outside.
Her kisses on my mucous membranes were so gentle that my knees gave out. Leaving the places that were being licked hot, as if I had a fever.
[Hm~, Alright then. I’ll give Marika lots of it.]
With her mischievous smile, Aya dives again into my skirt.
Sometimes, Aya sucked it loudly, which made me feel that Aya was trying to say something like, [You can hear it right, Marika? What a lewd girl you are.], as if she’s trying to put me in my place.
[N-No, you can’t do that… I can’t stand… anymore…]
[It’s fine, Marika. Here, I’ll help you to stand properly.]
I folded my hips, holding Aya’s head in my arms, followed by long, deep breaths. Yet, Aya didn’t stop and relentlessly licked my sensitive spots as I started to reach my climax.
Then, all the pleasure rushed in at once, making my head blank and my vision turned white.
[A- Ah~!, A-Aaahnn… Mpf… Haa… ]
My mouth opened wide and I breathed harder, as if I’m hyperventilating.
I’m sure that I’m currently making a really lewd face, I hope that Aya didn’t see it.
I slowly relaxed my entire body and let my whole body fall to Aya’s embracement. Releasing all the pleasure that Aya had given me.
Hello! Sorry for taking so long to continue. I’m really busy IRL and this chapter is particularly challenging for me (I’m not that good with sfx during r18 scenes. I guess I need to read more explicit fanficts.) There are several terms that was quite hard to understand so I tried the phrasing while at the same time, keeping their original meaning (hopefully). Oh yea, there’ll be one last part for the prologue. Aya might actually fuck Marika with a strap-on in the future~ Can’t wait!
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