conversion on the ship

After leaving the dock, Aya didn't go straight home. Instead, she stayed on the breakwater, quietly watching the sea. Wearing her school uniform, she sat with her backpack under her bottom. She didn't think about anything, just stared intently at the island where her school was located.
An overwhelming loneliness enveloped her.
The summer sun was strong and hot. The dazzling sunlight reflected off the sea, making each island appear like a mirage floating on the water, with boats occasionally passing by.
Under such intense sunlight, she should have felt very hot, but inexplicably, she didn't. Only the distant sounds of ship horns and waves crashing against the breakwater enveloped Aya.
Her eyes listlessly scanned the surrounding scenery, her large eyes brimming with tears, one after another overflowing and streaming down her face, but she didn't wipe them away.
Was she sad? She wept silently, her heart filled with only one question: "Why?"
She didn't want to believe it, but...
what she saw in the library...
Junji was indeed with the boy from the next class...
"No!"
she screamed, but she couldn't deny it anymore.
The two of them breathing frantically...
the sound of clothes rubbing together...
and the moans of a man and a woman...
it must be some kind of fantasy! But it was unfolding right before her eyes, and she was even more certain that her eyes and ears pointed out that the male protagonist of the story was indeed Junji...
It should have been something that happened in an instant, but this scene was so vivid that it remained in her memory.
She ran away from the library, all the way to the pier, without stopping to catch her breath, only knowing that she had to run as fast as she could, and then she sat on the breakwater. She couldn't remember how she got there.
But this was undeniably a sign that her first love was over.
The first time she had liked someone of the opposite sex, and then...
what happened that night at the fireworks festival...
and then in Junji's room, the sweetness of her transition from girlhood to womanhood...
Many different memories of the past flashed through her mind, but then vanished without a trace. Having overcome her sorrow, a bottomless sense of emptiness now overwhelmed Aya.
*** *** *** *** "Hmm?... "
Atsushi saw Aya sitting on the breakwater as soon as the fishing boat entered the harbor after finishing fishing. He wondered, "What is Aya doing...?"
As the boat slowly moved forward, Atsushi silently watched Aya. Wearing a sailor's uniform, Aya sat there, hugging her knees, staring blankly at the sea.
The scene he had witnessed that night at the last festival resurfaced in Atsushi's mind. Deep in the shade behind the shrine, young men and women were deeply in love, their intimate gestures frequently visible. The girl wore a yukata, and her healthy thighs could be seen through the hem. Under the cover of darkness, one could vaguely glimpse the woman's voluptuous body...
That scene remained deeply etched in his mind even today. Although it was in the dim light, he had clearly seen her face. Yes, that was definitely Aya's face.
He had watched Aya grow up since she was very young, and knew her very well; even in high school, he had never considered her a woman. He had never really thought about Aya in high school, but after seeing that scene that night, his feelings towards her changed completely. She was truly the best woman, he felt.
From that day on, he tried his best to hide the intense emotions in his gaze when looking at Aya. He would still meet Aya as usual, pretending not to care, appearing calm and collected. But, completely contrary to his outward appearance, his eyes were always drawn to her body.
Her chest in her sailor uniform. The gentle curves of her shoulders. Her smooth, arched waist. Her incredibly slender calves and the delicate white skin covering them.
Whenever his eyes looked at Aya's alluring body, he felt as if someone was whispering in his ear,
"This girl isn't a child anymore! You need to look closely!"
The intimate scenes from that night would replay in his mind.
"Look, she's developed enough to do the things that men and women do..."
Her breasts, encased in her uniform, were being touched, kneaded, and then sucked on by a man. Such things were indeed happening. The petals inside her skirt were fully open, ready for a man's penetration. Just thinking about it sent a strange sensation surging through his body.
The high school girl in her sailor uniform before him…
her face contorted in pain…
his fantasies deepened.
He'd been single for a very long time; it had been almost half a year since his wife left home and returned to her parents' house. For Atsushi, a man in his mid-thirties at the height of his desires, almost six months without female contact had caused severe sexual dissatisfaction.
To escape this craving, he constantly went out to sea to fish, but…
whenever he thought of that festival night, a strange excitement enveloped him. This island was known for its lack of places to quell sexual desire. Perhaps there had been instances of sneaking into women's bedrooms at night in the past, but now those were just island legends.
He had masturbated, of course, but with little effect.
Every day passed in a daze.
He unconsciously slowed the boat, slowly making his way to the breakwater. When the ship got very close, Atsushi noticed Aya looking up.
He felt Aya's expression was very lonely. Seeing this, Atsushi suddenly felt the distance between them closing rapidly.
*** *** *** *** "Hey... Aya... what's wrong?"
Atsushi called out loudly, steering the ship.
Suddenly, a familiar voice seemed to fly into her ears, shattering all her emotions.
"Nothing... just looking at the sea..."
Aya forced a smile and answered.
"The sea?... Is it interesting to look at the sea from that place?"
Atsushi said with a hearty laugh.
"Um... nothing special... just pretty!"
Atsushi's nonchalant attitude made Aya answer somewhat unhappily.
"It'll be even prettier if you get closer!"
Atsushi quickly added, very naturally.
"Really?"
"Ah, of course it is... do you want to come up and take a look now?"
Atsushi made an invitation.
"I see..."
Aya lowered her head, thinking.
She had grown up on this island, but had never been on a fishing boat before. This was because she had no interest in it. If she went home listlessly and dejectedly, her mood probably wouldn't be much better. It would take a long time to forget that incident.
Aya was filled with these thoughts.
Waiting for Aya's answer seemed to take a long time.
"That's right! Wait a minute!"
Aya replied, as if she wanted to throw everything away.
"Great!...Then jump on!"
Atsushi skillfully moored the boat near the breakwater, saying this to Aya who was standing there.
"Okay!"
Carrying her schoolbag, Aya jumped towards the deck of the boat.
The girl leaped into the air and then fell back down, her pleated skirt fluttering in the water. Under the light and shadow on the water, her legs appeared even whiter.
In an instant, Atsushi's gaze was drawn to this scene. At the same time, that infatuated feeling surged within him again.
"Alright... let's go!"
"Okay!"
With Aya standing on the deck, Atsushi slowly steered the fishing boat away from the breakwater.
*** *** *** *** "Wow..."
Aya was startled by the sudden change in direction, almost as if the boat was spinning around her.
After turning the bow around, Atsushi turned on the throttle and started the engine, and the boat slowly accelerated.
"Great!"
Aya exclaimed, her mood changing for the first time since leaving the library.
The boat slowly began to move, and its speed gradually increased, swaying as it hit the waves.
The speed gradually increased, almost as if gliding on the waves.
"Faster... faster!"
Aya's voice was filled with excitement.
Her hair and the scarf of her sailor uniform fluttered in the wind. From under her slightly short skirt, her smooth legs could be glimpsed from time to time.
Atsushi's eyes were fixed on Aya's beautiful body.
Aya's appearance as she boarded the boat; her slender lower body; her soft, curved waist encased in a skirt; glimpses of bare skin peeking out from beneath the hem of her sailor uniform; her gesture of suppressing her wind-blown hair; a blend of girlish and mature allure.
Seeing all this, a strange impulse surged through Atsushi. Suppressing this urge fiercely, Atsushi said to Aya, "Okay... then let's fly!"
"Okay!"
Atsushi steered the boat at full speed.
It sped forward, violently stirring up waves.
"Ouch!"
Aya screamed, hit by a splash.
"Be careful! Don't fall into the sea!"
"I'm fine!"
Struggling to maintain her balance, Aya gripped the boat's railing tightly, gazing at the sea.
The feeling of being surrounded by the sea; the deep blue water; each distant island vaguely visible like a castle in the air; the reflections of the summer sun on the sea were dazzling.
"Waaah..."
Aya cried out, as if the sea wind had sliced her apart.
"How's it going? Feeling great, right?"
"Yeah, it's amazing!"
Aya turned around with a beaming smile.
Aya looked absolutely radiant.
"I want this woman!"
Atsushi thought to himself, his mind filled with this intense desire.
A location flashed into his mind.
"Alright, let's go somewhere else!"
Atsushi switched the rudder, turned the bow, and headed towards that location.
"From now on, I'm going to take you to a secret place!"
"Where?"
"You'll absolutely love it!"
"Really?"
"Hehe, of course!"
"Let's go, let's go!"
*** *** *** *** After about ten minutes, the ship finally arrived at its destination, a very small island.
"Is this it?"
"Hehe, this is it!"
"What, just such a small island?"
"It doesn't look impressive, but you'll definitely enjoy it!"
Atsushi slowly steered the ship into the island.
This island really was small! It would only take about thirty minutes to quickly circle the island. It was such a small island, it felt like a small forest floating on the sea.
The boat docked at an old wooden pier, the construction date of which was unknown.
"Okay, let's get off!"
"Um, okay...okay!"
Aya hesitated, feeling awkward about stepping into this unfamiliar environment.
"Then, get off...get off!"
Atsushi gently nudged the hesitant Aya.
"Okay, I'm getting off!"
Aya jumped off the boat in one breath.
"Hey, be careful!"
"I know!"
"Just keep walking after you get off."
"Okay."
Following Atsushi's instructions, Aya took a step forward.
Aya, dressed in a sailor's uniform, walked right in front of him. The soft curve of her shoulders, the scarf swaying in the wind, and her little bottom wiggling as she walked. Just seeing her round, swaying bottom excited Atsushi immensely.

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