Offerings under outdated customs 31-60

Translator: A Cloud on the Horizon
Word Count: 110970
Chapter 31 Transformation After leaving the dock, Aya didn't go straight home. Instead, she stayed on the breakwater, quietly watching the sea. Wearing her uniform, she sat with her schoolbag under her bottom. She didn't think about anything, just staring straight at the island where the school was located. An endless loneliness enveloped her. The summer sun was strong and hot. The sunlight reflected off the sea, making each island look like a mirage floating on the water. Ships passed by from time to time. Under such intense sunlight, she should feel very hot, but inexplicably, she didn't. Only the distant sound of ship horns and waves crashing against the breakwater surrounded Aya. Her eyes listlessly scanned the surrounding scenery, her large eyes filled with tears, one after another overflowing and flowing down her cheeks, 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 an instantaneous event, but the 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 to run as fast as she could, and then 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 grief, a bottomless sense of emptiness now overwhelmed Aya. ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ "Hmm?…"
After fishing, the fishing boat had just entered the harbor when Atsushi saw Aya sitting on the breakwater. 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, lost in thought, gazing 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, he could vaguely glimpse the woman's voluptuous body… That scene remained deeply etched in his mind even today. Though 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 he knew her very well. Even in high school, he hadn't considered her a woman. He had never truly appreciated Aya in high school, but since seeing that scene that night, he had a completely different perspective on her. She truly was the best woman, that was the feeling. From that day on, he tried his best to hide the intense emotions in his gaze when looking at Aya. He still met Aya as usual, pretending not to care, appearing calm and composed. However, completely contrary to his outward appearance, his gaze could never leave 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 men. Such things were indeed happening. The petals that were swirling within her skirt were fully open, completely ready to receive a man's penetration. The mere thought of this place stirred a strange feeling deep within him. The high school girl in her sailor uniform before him… her face contorted in pain… his fantasies intensified. He'd been single for a very, 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 left him severely unsatisfied. To escape this craving, he'd constantly gone fishing, but… whenever he recalled that night at the festival, a strange excitement would wash over 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'd 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. Only when the boat was very close did he notice Aya looking up. He sensed a deep loneliness in Aya's expression. Seeing this expression, Atsushi suddenly felt the distance between them closing rapidly. "Hey... Aya... what's wrong?" Atsushi called out loudly, steering the boat. 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. "Hmm... 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. This was because she had no interest in it. If he went home listlessly and dejectedly, his mood probably wouldn't be much better. It would take a long time to forget that incident. Aya was filled with such thoughts. Waiting for Aya's answer seemed to take a very 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 by the breakwater and said 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 air. Under the light and shadow on the water, the girl's legs appeared even whiter. In an instant, Atsushi's gaze was drawn to this scene. At the same time, that infatuated thought surged in his heart again. "Alright...then let's go!" "Okay!" With Aya standing on the deck, Atsushi slowly steered the fishing boat away from the breakwater. ********** ... Aya's appearance on the boat; her slender lower body; her soft, curved waist wrapped in a skirt; glimpses of bare skin peeking out from under 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'll be 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 fantastic!" Aya turned around with a beaming smile. Aya's appearance was truly radiant. "I want this woman!" Atsushi thought to himself, his mind filled with this intense desire. A location flashed into his mind. "Alright, then let's go to another place!" Switching the rudder, Atsushi 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!" "Then 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 for the first time. "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. Chapter 32 Aya quickly reached the small island. She turned back to wait for Atsushi, who looked somewhat lost in thought. "Hey, is something wrong?" Aya asked, a little surprised. "Ah, nothing, nothing." Atsushi said this and strode forward, passing Aya and heading into the forest, saying as he went, "It's in this forest!" Aya hesitated, wondering whether to follow him. "You'll regret it if you don't see it!" "Hmm..." Aya answered uncertainly, sensing Atsushi's suspicion. It was less of a forest and more of a small hill, with a very steep slope. In the height of summer, Aya kept wiping away sweat as she followed Atsushi, hurrying up the steep slope. "Hey, hey...""Aren't we there yet?" "Oh dear, you're so impatient... It's almost there, look." Atsushi pointed to a small shrine. "What's that?" "I heard it used to be a shrine." "..." After walking forward for a while, Aya arrived in front of the shrine. There was a small spring next to the shrine. "Why is there this here..." "Hehe, isn't it amazing? Spring water gushes out from this little hill." "Yeah, that's right!" Curious, Aya looked at the spring water a few times. She could clearly see transparent water gushing out from the bottom of the pool. Aya was bending over to look at the spring water. The hem of her sailor uniform was pulled up, so her bare skin could be seen. "Try drinking some of the spring water." "Can I drink it?" To be honest, her throat was already very thirsty because she was sweating all over. "Try scooping up some spring water with your hands and drinking it!" "Okay." She put her hands into the spring water and then whispered in a trembling voice, "Ice... so cold!" The coldness of the spring water in the small pool was surprising. "It's...it's incredible, isn't it! Even in summer, the water is still so cold." "Really?" Aya said, taking a few handfuls of spring water and drinking it down. The icy water felt incredibly refreshing as it passed down her throat. "How is it? It's delicious, isn't it?" "Mmm." "That's good, that's good." Atsushi watched Aya drink the water very carefully. "Ah, it's so delicious!" Aya turned around and smiled after finishing the water. "Well then, let's move on to the second location!" "The second location?" "Come with me!" "Okay." Aya followed Atsushi after answering. ****************************** The two walked together for about five more minutes before seeing a small house. "That's my secret garden!" "Secret garden?" "Ah, what a wonderful place!" "Mmm..." The two arrived in front of the house. "Well then, please come in!" Aya looked around the hut incredulously, frowning as she said, "It's so dilapidated!" "It is a bit old... wait a minute!" Atsushi said, opening the door to the hut. Click... the sound of a window opening. "Well then, please come in!" Atsushi said, then stepped into the hut. Aya hesitated outside. "What's wrong? Come in quickly!" Atsushi turned around and waved as he entered the hut. Seemingly relaxed, Atsushi was actually quite anxious, his mind racing: "If I trick her into coming in..." "Then I'll be... rude..." Aya said softly, finally stepping into the hut. "It's a bit small, a bit dirty, please bear with me!" Aya stood frozen at the doorway. Quickly taking off his raincoat, Atsushi walked to the middle of the hut. "Well then, don't be shy, make yourself at home!" "Okay, sure..." Aya nervously took off her shoes and also stepped into the hut. "Actually, this is a shelter when there's a storm at sea, but..." Atsushi opened the small window, and the air in the closed hut began to circulate. Atsushi didn't stop talking, continuing, "There's no danger now, so we don't need this place." Atsushi felt this place had been uninhabited for a long time, and Aya stood there. "When fishing at sea, fishermen would come here to sleep around dawn, I think it was used for that purpose." Atsushi opened the sliding door to the next small room, then went inside, saying, "It's quite nice here. Please come in!" Aya silently watched Atsushi go in. The place was so quiet you couldn't even hear the waves; it was a silent world. It should have been very hot, but surprisingly, she felt a cool breeze. "Please come in!" Atsushi's voice came from the next room. "Okay, sure." Feeling a little timid, Aya also went into the next room. "Look, isn't this place amazing!" "It really is!..." From the three wide-open windows, the blue sea and every island were generously displayed before her eyes, like a natural lookout point. From here, even the island where she lived, the island where her school was located, and every neighboring island suddenly came into view. "Please try sitting there!" Atsushi said, pulling over a cushion next to him, jokingly adding, "This is a special seat!" After saying that, Atsushi sat down on the quilts folded together in the corner of the room. Aya obediently sat down as well. The view from this angle was really good, perfectly taking in all the surrounding scenery. "Ah..." Suddenly, her gaze fell on the island where Junji lived. Aya quickly recalled what she had thought about at the breakwater, and now it was vividly presented before her eyes again. The boundless joy of arriving here was immediately extinguished, and she began to sink into an endless sense of emptiness, as if she were being held down by a ghost and unable to move. "...What should I do..." A somber mood enveloped her, and Aya sat with her knees drawn up. "...What's wrong?" "..." Aya didn't answer, but her body curled up like a dumpling. It was a heartbreaking sight. "You were fine just now...what's wrong now?" Atsushi continued gently, "You're very different from usual..." As he spoke, he slowly moved behind Aya. Meanwhile, Aya seemed not to hear Atsushi's questions. The shocking scene kept replaying in her mind...hadn't her relationship with Junji been going well until yesterday? The scene unfolding before her eyes plunged Aya into a deep sense of betrayal. Her small, curled-up back had an indescribable beauty, truly pitiful to behold. Atsushi slowly approached Aya. A mixture of a young girl's unique scent, the fragrance of shampoo, and the aroma of moisturizer slowly filled the air, creating a pleasant aroma. Then the fragrance wafted into Atsushi's nostrils, the alluring scent gradually igniting his desire. Atsushi quickly sat down behind Aya. The scent emanating from Aya was an irresistible allure. The maturing eighteen-year-old body and the hormones emanating from her strongly stirred Atsushi's sexual desire. Before him was the body of a young and charming girl in the prime of her life. Right before his eyes… right before his very eyes, within his reach… the body he had glimpsed that night, now encased in a sailor's uniform. His eyes were filled with the sight of a beautiful body, blurry yet seemingly so real. Back then, that body belonged to a mature woman. Now, the girl before him was no longer the "little Aya" he had watched grow up, but a woman mature enough to have sex with. "What happened…?" he quietly pulled his face closer to Aya's head, asking with concern. He brought his face close to her dark, glossy hair in one breath, but Aya still didn't respond. His face was now close to the collar of her sailor's uniform. Through the collar, he could vaguely see the skin on her neck and the fine lines on her skin. The slightly hunched shoulders and fair skin seemed to beckon, and Atsushi's hand involuntarily reached out and gently touched her shoulder. The feel of the uniform and the softness of her shoulder beneath it immediately washed over her. Ah! How wonderful! "!" The moment her shoulder was touched, Aya finally snapped back to reality. She flinched and turned to look at Atsushi. Atsushi tentatively and cautiously asked Aya, who had turned back to him, "...Were you dumped?" "What..." The question that concerned her most deeply was asked, and Aya couldn't help but feel sad. She felt a sharp, stabbing pain deep inside her. "Were you dumped by that young master?" Atsushi asked again. Faced with such a direct question, Aya hesitated, unsure how to answer. Why did he know about Junji? Why did he ask so bluntly? The pain of having her heart opened and then wounded was directly touched, and it coursed through her body. The pain slowly spread throughout her body, intensifying her suffering. A silent, sorrowful cry echoed within her: "Don't ask anymore..." She wanted to forget what she had witnessed... to treat it as a lie... Atsushi's hand, which had been resting on her shoulder, slowly moved down to her wrists. Through the uniform, his hands felt the touch of an eighteen-year-old's body, a captivatingly alluring body. This direct contact with a woman's body brought a powerful stimulation, especially with the youthful vitality of a teenager. Atsushi could no longer endure it. "Hmm? What's wrong?... " he asked Aya, trying to maintain a gentle tone. During this time, Atsushi's hand moved as if caressing Aya's wrists. Aya finally noticed Atsushi's unusual behavior and tried to pull her wrist away, not wanting to be touched like this any longer. "No... no... don't do this..." Aya said, managing to stand up. But Atsushi suddenly grabbed Aya's wrist, causing her to fall back down. "W-what are you going to do..." A hint of panic crept into her voice, a faint sense of terror rising within her. "Isn't it too early..." "Alright, that's enough!" Shaking off Atsushi's hand, Aya stood up. "That being said, he's such an idiot..." "What..." Atsushi's sudden line startled Aya. "Quite impressive backbone... but he's two-timing, isn't he..." "..." Atsushi's words pierced Aya's heart like a sword. Chapter 33 Gentle "Everyone's known about that guy's marriage to Miss Yui for a long time." "What!..." Hearing the name she least wanted to hear, Aya's heart skipped a beat. The same name as the girl in the library's collection room... "You've heard of her, haven't you?""No...no..." Aya shook her head vigorously in response. She truly didn't know, but the scene she had witnessed, coupled with the girl's name and what Atsushi was saying...Aya was deeply shaken. Atsushi could feel her body trembling slightly; the blow to her spirits was obvious. Atsushi was fanning the flames, further aggravating Aya's already unstable emotions. "You're so pitiful..." Atsushi continued, trying to remain calm. He slowly grasped Aya's wrists. Her soft, supple wrists felt incredibly smooth and tender to the touch. He slowly and carefully savored the girl's beautiful body. Meanwhile, Aya was overcome with grief over her tragic fate, her heart screaming, "Why? Why! Why...why..." but there was no answer. She recalled sweet memories of the past, of all the times she and Junji had shared, and wondered why things had turned out this way... She remembered walking home together after school and the sweet times they spent playing on the main island. Just being together filled her with immense excitement. Then… it was that night of the festival. The deep satisfaction and fulfillment she felt from the physical contact led her to finally entrust her body and soul to him… She had always believed… the power that had always governed her emotions suddenly vanished. It felt like a gaping hole had been punched in her heart, and a continuous wave of anguish and loneliness washed over her. A strange emotion surged within her, tears streamed down her face, and her shoulders slumped. Aya began to weep silently. Aya's sorrowful change did not escape Atsushi's notice. "What happened? Aya…" he gently asked, slowly embracing her shoulders and quietly pulling her into his arms. Aya lost her balance, leaning forward as if she were collapsing against Atsushi's chest. Feeling cared for, her sobs grew louder. A deep sadness and a sense of emptiness, unlike anything she had ever felt before, spread through Aya's heart. "Aya…" After saying this, Atsushi gently grasped her shoulders, turning her to face him. Tears streamed down her cheeks from her closed eyes, dripping onto her sailor uniform, leaving faint stains. Even so, the accumulating sorrow created a different kind of endearing quality, a feeling that stirred within Atsushi. "Waaah..." Aya sobbed softly, her face pressed against Atsushi's chest. The sweet, unique scent of the young girl intensified. The softness of an eighteen-year-old's body against her chest was palpable. This softness clearly showed that Aya was no longer a child. If one were to touch her with both hands, the sensation would undoubtedly be that of a very mature woman. Pulled into Atsushi's embrace, her body pressed against his chest, Aya wept. To Aya, Atsushi was someone she had known since childhood, but from afar he resembled a typical fisherman, a strong man with a masculine physique. Now, in direct contact with Atsushi, she felt a sense of security. This feeling brought a strange, inexplicable peace to Aya's heart. Atsushi's large, rough hands gently stroked her head. The tender touch caressed her glossy hair from the top down. Her hair felt incredibly smooth… "You… you're so pitiful…" Atsushi continued, stroking Aya's hair, "Don't worry about it anymore… don't be sad anymore…"
Atsushi's large hand stroked her head, and Aya listened quietly to him. A strange sense of support welled up within her, a feeling that rose from the depths of her heart and was incredibly comforting. A strong sense of dependence sprouted in Aya's heart, then quietly and slowly grew. "Forget about him!" Forget... Atsushi's words seeped into Aya's heart, and she recalled what she had seen back then. I... want to forget... A feeling of escaping from reality enveloped Aya's heart. Atsushi pulled Aya tightly, turning her towards him. Her eyes were filled with tears as Aya looked at Atsushi. This distressed expression constantly stimulated Atsushi's instincts. A powerful urge surged through him, and his groin was filled with a burning desire, which Atsushi knew very well. He could no longer endure it; restraint was no longer an option. His face naturally moved closer to Aya's, and he swallowed softly, extreme excitement and tension swirling within Atsushi. "Little... little Aya..." Atsushi said, pressing his lips to Aya's forehead and gently kissing her. The moment Atsushi's lips touched hers, Aya's body trembled, but she didn't resist. This stirred a surge of tenderness within Atsushi, which quickly intensified. He soon embraced Aya tightly again, holding her close. Aya was now in Atsushi's arms. His hands were on Aya's back, holding her tightly, and then slowly stroking her back. Through the stroking, he could feel more clearly the curves of Aya's body. A woman's curves... a full body... but Aya didn't resist at all. This docile attitude emboldened Atsushi. Holding Aya with one arm, Atsushi's other hand, like soothing a child, slowly stroked from Aya's head to her shoulders and then her back. Aya was caught in an inexplicable feeling. Why was she being embraced by Atsushi, yet she didn't feel any discomfort? On the contrary, she felt a reassuring stability, a warm, adult-like acceptance, which reflexively aroused a strong need within her. Then, an inexplicable sense of security welled up within her. Although the masculine odor emanating from Atsushi became even stronger at the same time, it didn't bother her; instead, she felt incredibly at ease, a feeling she had never experienced from Junji before. In this state of mind, a sense of security and fulfillment arose, a feeling of being able to rely on him. Because it was Uncle Atsushi holding her now… she wanted to stay immersed in this feeling forever… to forget reality, to escape from the cruel reality of the world… Aya leaned her body against Atsushi with a sense of security. "I'll… help you forget…" After stroking him for a while, Atsushi whispered softly, his voice filled with tenderness. "I…" After saying this, he turned Aya back to him. Although Aya was still crying, her eyes were closed. He gently stroked her hair again, then kissed her. This time, Aya didn't resist. He held Aya in his arms, whispering in her ear, "Let me comfort you…"
Atsushi spoke cautiously, but his breathing became rapid and disordered, as if he were suppressing something. A surge of fervor washed over him as he touched her body, his palms filled with the sensation of a woman. This girl, not yet eighteen, exuded a woman's allure, possessing a captivating charm. Atsushi desperately resisted the girl's temptation. His movements, stroking her wrists, slowly changed; he was about to liberate Aya's body. Aya herself was unaware, passively accepting. With Atsushi's gentle care, her emotions were gradually soothed. An indescribable comfort arose within her, a longing to be treated gently. Atsushi slowly approached the bulging areas of Aya's chest. Several times he touched the edges of her breasts before immediately moving away, repeating this several times. Because it was just beginning, Aya didn't notice Atsushi's intentions. Without seeing Aya's reaction, Atsushi's actions gradually became bolder. Even a gentle touch of the outer edge of her breasts evoked a feeling of development far beyond their outward appearance. "Perfect..." Aya's body was more mature than he had imagined, and this thought fueled Atsushi's excitement. He could only hear his inner voice screaming, "I can't take it anymore!" After several gentle touches and withdrawals, Atsushi finally placed his hands on Aya's sailor uniform and grasped her breasts. Her breasts were firm to the touch. Even through the clothing, the unexpected size of her breasts was clearly visible. He then pulled Aya close. "Ah!" Atsushi's unexpected action startled Aya. "Aya..." Atsushi's sharp yet deep voice was a soft whisper. Then his hands began to knead her impressive breasts. "Hey... ahh..." Atsushi's sudden change, so different from before, shocked Aya. Aya couldn't immediately understand Atsushi's sudden transformation. Now, it was Atsushi who was comforting her. The person who gave her a sense of security and comfort was suddenly caressing her breasts. The sensation of her breasts being kneaded was real, but for some reason, Aya refused to believe it was true. The person doing this was Uncle Atsushi, the kind and reliable Uncle Atsushi she had known since childhood. Yet, her breasts were now being fondled by this very Uncle Atsushi. This reality disrupted Aya's almost calmed mind… Chapter 34 exposes the intense clash between her previous sense of security and the now reflexively rising wariness. "You've grown so beautiful…" Ignoring Aya's reaction, Atsushi murmured softly, determined to fully savor the sweet taste of the young girl's body. "Uncle Atsushi?" Unable to understand Atsushi's change, Aya called out suspiciously. "You're a very mature adult now!" Atsushi continued to fondle her breasts, completely disregarding Aya's suspicion. A strange sensation spread throughout Aya's body from her breasts. But before the unpleasant feeling of being touched could erupt, Aya was already enveloped in shock. "Uncle… what are you doing…" Aya gently twisted her body, trying to escape Atsushi's hands playing with her breasts. But Atsushi held her breasts firmly, kneading them with alternating strong and weak movements. The sensation emanating from her chest gradually intensified the feelings of disgust and terror. "Stop...stop..." Aya uttered words of refusal, but the sound was barely audible. Atsushi continued to savor the sensation of kneading Aya's full and soft breasts. What he felt in his hands now was Aya's breasts, breasts he had known since childhood. Yes, ever since she was little...but at the same time, these were the breasts of an eighteen-year-old girl who possessed a subtle allure. It was a woman's body that he hadn't felt in a long time. Furthermore, touching a young girl's body through her sailor uniform intensified the taboo that stirred Atsushi. "No..." Aya grabbed Atsushi's hands, trying to pull his hand away. Not wanting her body to be touched any longer, the terror in her heart surged rapidly. Atsushi temporarily removed his hand from Aya's chest. "I see, then what about here..." After saying that, Atsushi quickly slipped his hand under Aya's skirt. "Ahhh!" Aya cried out in fright as his hand quickly slipped inside her skirt. Atsushi gently crawled onto her thighs, as if to confirm the sensation, and began to caress them. "Ah, no...don't..." Aya struggled to move her legs, trying to escape Atsushi's clutches. The thighs felt smooth and elastic. The delicate, youthful skin of a teenager intensified Atsushi's excitement. It felt like his hands were glued to her...an incredibly soft and smooth touch... "So...so wonderful..." Atsushi cried out inwardly, moved. As Aya moved her legs, Atsushi's hands clung tightly to her skin like suction cups. His hands throbbed with desire to savor the girl's youth. Aya felt a surge of lewdness, which only intensified her disgust, and she cried out, "Stop, stop!" Her legs continued to thrash, still trying to resist. "Here too..." After caressing her thighs a few times, Atsushi slowly penetrated deeper. "Wait...wait a minute..." Aya was terrified by the movement of his hand, because if this continued... Atsushi quickly reached Aya's genitals, his hand resting on the mound beneath her tight panties. "Ah!" The part of a woman's body she least wanted to be touched was being touched, and this shook Aya, her resistance instantly halting. Atsushi continued to trace the shape of her genitals with his fingers on her panties, once, twice, several times in a row. "No! Don't!" Aya was confused. To have her genitals played with by someone else...such a forbidden thing...what's more, the one doing this to her was...Uncle Atsushi, whom she had known for a long time...Uncle Atsushi had always treated her gently, but now he seemed like a completely different person, a lewd pervert she didn't recognize at all. Suddenly, she smelled the scent of the sea and a familiar body odor from Atsushi's body. Aya realized that the man who had suddenly attacked her was indeed Uncle Atsushi. A sense of doubt arose in her heart, "What is this...?" Atsushi felt the mound of Aya's genitals and the slight heat emanating from it. And the tightly closed petals inside already faintly revealed a slight dampness. These sensations proved that Aya was already a perfect woman. His fingers moved towards her honeypot, the shape of the petals on it clear even in a dream. "Stop..." Aya screamed, grabbing Atsushi's hand. But the man's strength was not something Aya could resist. At the same time, she twisted her waist, trying to escape from Atsushi's grasp. The sweet fragrance emanating from Aya's body as she twisted stimulated Atsushi. He gloated, "Hahaha... You're a complete adult now..." His fingertips explored Aya's genitals. A woman's body that he hadn't touched in a long time... a lewd organ that brought him pleasure and filled him with lust... plus, he had very little experience with this organ... a strong sexual urge slowly rose within Atsushi, and his methods of playing with Aya's genitals gradually became more intense. "Uncle, no... don't!" Aya's voice became increasingly shrill. It was clear that the current situation was very unusual. Subconsciously sensing that her chastity was in danger, Aya resisted desperately. But Atsushi could no longer hear Aya's protests. Before her now lay the fully mature body of an eighteen-year-old woman. Atsushi temporarily withdrew from her genitals, then suddenly slipped his hand under her panties. "Ah! No!" Aya screamed in terror. His fingertips had already touched her pubic mound. His fingers repeatedly grasped the sparse pubic hair that was already faintly visible on the mound, enjoying the pleasure of counting the hairs and the feel of the tender grass. "No, stop, Uncle!" Aya screamed, desperately trying to pull Atsushi away. But Atsushi's wrists didn't move an inch. As if nothing had happened, Atsushi continued to penetrate deeper. "No! Don't!" Aya resisted, tightly closing her legs. Ignoring him, Atsushi increased the pressure, squeezing his fingers inside. Soon, his fingertips finally felt the petals. "Ah!" Feeling his fingertips reach her most shameful spot, Aya screamed. Her genitals were now being touched by Atsushi's fingers. The shame of being touched in the private parts by a man other than Junji rose within Aya. The strength in her feet and wrists increased, and Aya tightly closed her legs to prevent the enemy's intrusion. However, Atsushi's fingers continued to twitch and then burrowed into her petals. "Ugh, no!" Aya cried out as she felt the intrusion of his fingers. Her fingertips were slowly enveloped by something warm. It was the flesh of a woman that she hadn't touched in a long time, and this sensation deepened Atsushi's excitement. Grabbing Atsushi who was playing with her, Aya reached out her other hand to resist, weakly saying, "Let, let me go..." This was Aya's resistance. But Atsushi easily grabbed her wrist, which was resisting fiercely, and then smoothly pulled it over her head. "Ugh!" Atsushi's strength was too great for Aya. "Ouch!" With her wrists tied, Aya could only cry out helplessly. Atsushi leaned back and lay on the ground. This made it seem as if Aya was sitting on Atsushi, her body arching upwards. "No! Stop! No!" Aya resisted desperately, her legs flying, trying every possible way to escape. Atsushi immediately hooked his legs around Aya's feet, sealing her movements. "Ugh!" Deprived of her freedom, Aya groaned weakly. As if to facilitate his actions, Atsushi slowly opened Aya's legs, causing her lower body to gradually spread open as well. "Mmm!" Although Aya still tried her best to resist, the victory was obvious. Aya's lower body was quickly forced wide open. Atsushi's fingers slipped into her petals, his fingertips enveloped by the warm, moist flesh. "Ah, ahh..."Feeling the intrusion of his fingers, Aya trembled slightly. "It's already very wet... Aya!" Atsushi whispered in Aya's ear. "No... no!" Aya resisted in distress. "It's a mature adult here!" Atsushi continued without refuting Aya's words. During this time, his fingers had already penetrated deeper into the petals. The warmer, more intimate flesh surrounding his fingers, the sensation of which was no different from that of a mature woman, greatly surprised Atsushi. "Let, let me go!" "It's already a very useful honey pot!" "No, no!" Hearing the embarrassing words, Aya's face suddenly turned bright red. "Hehe... It feels so good..." In Aya's organ, Atsushi's fingers slowly moved. "Mmm... mmm!" Aya couldn't help but moan from the movement of Atsushi's fingers. After a while, Atsushi's fingers touched the entrance of Aya's vagina. "Ah!" This sensation made Aya cry out. "Let me see... what Aya's honeypot looks like..." "No! No!" Aya twisted her body violently, trying to escape Atsushi's torment, but her body was held tightly by Atsushi, making it impossible to move. "It's so tight! Inside..." Atsushi's fingers curled in one breath, inserting them into her vagina. "Ahhh..." Feeling the intrusion of Atsushi's fingers, Aya cried out a sound completely different from before. Stimulated, Aya's vagina quickly became slightly wet without her realizing it. The area around her fingers was full of the sensation of mucous membranes and tight flesh walls. "You're already feeling it, aren't you... Aya!" "No, it's not like that!" Aya desperately denied it. "Your body is very obedient!..." As he spoke, Atsushi began to move gently inside her vagina. "No, no!" The throbbing of fingers inside her vagina made Aya cry out in agony. "From now on, let me train Aya!" With a hot breath, Atsushi whispered in Aya's ear. "No! Stop!" Aya pleaded. "This is something a young man can't teach properly..." Atsushi pulled out his finger, this time turning it towards the clitoris. "Ah..." His finger pressed against the clitoris, still covered by the foreskin. Aya was very surprised to experience this for the first time. She had some experience with masturbation in the past, but that was a place that even she herself had never touched. Of course, neither had Junji. Atsushi's finger pressed against the clitoris, slowly beginning to caress it in a circular motion. "Ah...no...ah..." Aya's voice instantly rose, because an incredible feeling was emanating from the clitoris. "It's exciting, isn't it...exciting, isn't it! So...how about this..." Atsushi caressed her with varying intensity. "Ugh...ugh..." Slowly, her waist moved with a feeling that was both sweet and tired. At the same time, a dull numbness spread throughout her body. The feeling she experienced for the first time shook Aya. "Slowly, slowly...it's getting more comfortable, isn't it..." Atsushi said softly as he caressed the clitoris even more diligently. "No...don't..." The fear of the unknown made Aya cry out in resistance. But for some reason, her legs wouldn't give way, and her private parts seemed to have an indescribable heat, then a wonderful wave-like sensation undulated within her body. Even Aya didn't realize that after her first experience with Junji, her body was rapidly blossoming. However, Junji didn't have the extra time to train her awakening body; instead, he was only indulging in his own pleasure. During this time, Aya's body as a woman matured even more, and then, through a mature man like Atsushi, this change immediately became apparent. Chapter 35 Desire Her body slowly heated up, and even her breathing became erratic. The wave-like impact from the parts Atsushi was touching spread throughout her body, slowly churning Aya. But it was definitely not an unpleasant impact; on the contrary... Atsushi noticed that the strength in Aya's body was gradually fading. Thinking to himself, "She's starting to feel it, isn't she?" He could hear Aya's warm, slow breath in his ear, the fragrant air further stimulating his instincts, prompting him to decide to take the next step. "First, let's take her clothes off..." The girl had only recently awakened to sexual pleasure. Her young body didn't fully understand what the numbing pleasure derived from the entanglement of male and female bodies truly was. This was a high school girl, not yet eighteen... "I'll train Aya to be a good woman..." A strange desire to conquer surged within Atsushi. To let this woman experience the bliss of flying with a man, to bring about this change in her. This was something Atsushi had learned from the women he had been involved with in the past. "...Then let's begin..." With these words, Atsushi once again inserted his fingers into her honeypot. "Ahhh...no..." Aya resisted weakly, but she was already like a doll. Her childlike appearance was a reflection of Aya lying sprawled on Atsushi's body. Her wrists, still held by Atsushi, and her slightly parted legs were powerless. She experienced a sharp, unfamiliar stimulation, followed by a sweet, almost intoxicating pleasure. This stimulation and sensation were constantly churning and engulfing her… Her body felt like it wasn't her own, as if she were floating in space… The intense pleasure she was experiencing for the first time was relentlessly tormenting Aya. She had never felt anything like this during her relationship with Junji. But Aya had no time to think. Junji skillfully moved his fingers within her honeypot. "Ah…" The honeypot, teased by the fingers, was filled with deep sensuality, surging through her body like a storm, causing Aya to cry out involuntarily. The fingers moved as if they were some kind of other creature, each slide sending up a new wave that relentlessly assaulted Aya. Waves of sensuality surged from her abdomen to her limbs. This time, Aya's body relaxed, exhaling a sigh of relief. Her mind was blank, but conversely, she could clearly feel the pleasure. "Mmm... Ahhh..." Her hands and feet moved erratically, her waist swaying seductively in sync with the fingers' movements. "Almost there, almost there!" Atsushi concluded, seeing Aya's reaction. His fingers, deep inside her, and those attacking her clitoris moved rapidly. They burrowed in and out of her, constantly stimulating the source of pleasure within. His other hand didn't rest either, teasing and rubbing her clitoris up and down and side to side. "Ahhh, no... no!" Under such intense caresses, Aya couldn't help but cry out. The stimulation and pleasure were even stronger than before. Waves of pleasure surged through her body. This intense stimulation was sexual pleasure, something she had never experienced with Junji. It was a first for Aya. Aya reached her climax in one breath. "Ahhh... no... no... no..." The unknown terror and the overwhelming pleasure she couldn't resist. Two sensations merged into one, forming a vortex that swelled continuously within Aya's heart. Her body trembled intermittently, a dense, sensual flow coursing through her. "Let me make you climax now...come on!" Atsushi's hands moved rapidly and wildly, forcefully caressing Aya's genitals. Atsushi's intense movements inside Aya's panties revealed the man's unusual excitement. The shame of having her genitals played with had faded, and Aya was already being swallowed by the waves of deep sexual pleasure that slowly arose. "Ahhh...ahhhhh!" Suddenly, Aya let out a high-pitched scream, and at that moment, the sensations that had just been rushing through her mind vanished abruptly. For a moment, her mind went blank, and the next instant, an even deeper sweetness erupted, deeply impacting her and permeating her entire body. Feeling the wave-like sensuality, Aya arched her body. This was Aya's first climax. Her breasts stood firm and high towards the sky, and the trembling of her body caused the scarf on her sailor uniform to sway. "Ahhh...mmmmmmmmm..." Aya's body trembled several times. Atsushi's fingers were tightly gripped by Aya's powerful pressure inside her honeypot. Like climbing a high mountain and then experiencing several smaller ones, Aya was utterly exhausted. She swayed gently a few times, still immersed in the afterglow of her climax. Atsushi finally withdrew his hand from Aya's genitals. A large amount of love fluid gushing from Aya's honeypot was sticky on his fingers, making them sticky. He held his hand to his face; the thick, white, sticky female fluid emitted a sweet, strong feminine scent. This scent excited Atsushi even more. His penis between his legs became even hotter and harder. The tip seemed to be oozing sticky, lustful fluid. Without thinking or hesitation, he put his fingers, covered in Aya's fluid, into his mouth and licked them. His mouth was filled with Aya's taste… This girl was now savoring a deep climax under his caresses. Atsushi felt a fulfilling sense of being a man. "Now…" The burning desire within him demanded the long-awaited action. The pain on his penis had reached an unbearable level. Yes, now it was time for her to enjoy herself… Still basking in the afterglow of her first climax, Aya lay there completely limp. Atsushi released his grip on her hands and untied her legs from the lock. Even so, Aya remained leaning against Atsushi's body, breathing softly, still caught in the afterglow of her first climax, so she lay there limply. "How was it… a complete orgasm, right… Aya…" Atsushi said to Aya, gently stroking her hair. "…" Aya shook her head weakly. "Then… now…" After saying that, Atsushi…He crawled out from under her body and stood beside Aya. Aya, still lying on her back on the floor, couldn't get up. The intense pleasure of her first experience left her body numb with a sweet sensation. It was a feeling she'd never experienced before. Fear, shame, and confusion over this were intertwined. To have been subjected to such a shameful act, to be placed in such a shameful position… Aya didn't know what to do. Even so, after a period of struggling to think, Aya finally managed to sit up halfway. Her unfocused vision blurred as she looked at the scene before her. She saw Atsushi standing before her. Although it was blurry, Atsushi seemed even larger than before. Atsushi, who had been staring at Aya, suddenly began to remove his shirt and blouse, revealing his strong, sun-kissed upper body. Aya still looked at Atsushi blurry. The Atsushi she saw was different from Junji; it was the body of a fully mature man. Atsushi continued to pull down his pants, soon leaving him only in his underwear. The center of his underwear was already bulging, showing the man's extreme excitement. Seeing this, Aya still didn't react. Atsushi in front of her always felt so unreal. A dazed expression appeared on her face as she stared blankly at Atsushi. "Aya…" Atsushi only said this to the dazed Aya, then slowly pulled down his underwear, completely naked. A towering, erect penis sprang out from his underwear, displaying its magnificent and imposing appearance without any concealment. "Come on, look closely!" Atsushi proudly displayed, quickly stroking his penis a few times. Atsushi's hand, gripping his penis, was pressed against Aya's eyes. "Ah…" This was the first time she had seen a penis so closely; even Junji's penis hadn't been seen like this. It seemed like something was about to happen. But for some reason, at this moment, Aya seemed to forget her shame, staring intently. Atsushi gently shook the penis he held in his hand. The large, dark penis swaying between his legs immediately struck him as enormous—a truly impressive and powerful penis. "Aya, you want a penis too, don't you!" Atsushi finally declared his desire. Atsushi's words swiftly pulled Aya back to reality. "No!" A wave of intense shame washed over her, and she turned her face away, refusing to look at Atsushi's naked body. "Oh...Aya..." The completely naked Atsushi approached Aya. "No, no...don't come any closer..." Aya, her face turned away, retreated, half-standing. The sound of her skirt rubbing against the floor was soft. Aya quickened her pace. Atsushi moved slowly, chasing after Aya. ************************** Aya had retreated into the next room, into a dimly lit room with a wooden floor. "No...no..." With a slight sense of disgust, Aya crawled backward. After a while, she felt something soft yet hard against her back. He reached back and touched a folded blanket. "It's not just a finger, it's a real penis!" Atsushi said proudly to Aya as he approached her. "Don't come any closer!" Aya instantly stood up, her back to Atsushi, her hand on the folded blanket. Losing her composure, the round collar of Aya's sailor uniform swayed, her scarf fluttering. Seeing Aya like this, Atsushi reflexively rushed towards her. "Ah, Aya!" Atsushi hugged Aya's slender waist, which was slightly floating. Through the skirt of her uniform, he could feel Aya's full buttocks. "No!" Aya violently struggled to break free from Atsushi's embrace. "What! I still have to teach you some wonderful things!" As he spoke, Atsushi wrapped his arms around Aya's slender waist and pulled her into his arms. "Let...let me go...don't do this..." Aya still resisted desperately. "Is...okay...Aya!" Atsushi also pleaded. Atsushi's mind was now filled with thoughts of having sex with this girl. The inner demons kept urging, "Faster...faster...I want to fuck your honey pot..." The rising reproductive urges constantly encouraged Atsushi. "Ahhh...no...no..." Her waist was tightly held, and her buttocks were being stroked back and forth. Her body's freedom was completely taken away, and Aya cried out loudly. But this place...yes, in this abandoned house on this small island, there are only Atsushi and Aya now...Chapter 36 Rape Atsushi's strength quickly pressed Aya down onto the quilt. "Ugh..." Aya let out a painful moan as she was pinned down by Atsushi. Unconcerned, Atsushi immediately reached into Aya's skirt with one hand and grabbed her panties. "Ah!" Aya swallowed hard instantly, then shouted, "No!" Her panties were about to be pulled off, and she realized what was about to happen. Aya's resistance finally turned strong. Aya reached back and grabbed Atsushi's hand that was already holding her panties, but Atsushi didn't care and forcefully pushed Aya's wrist with his arm. "It...it hurts..." Aya cried out in pain. Undisturbed by Aya's movements, Atsushi pulled down her underwear in one swift motion. "Ahhh!" Aya cried out helplessly. Her buttocks, hidden beneath the underwear, were revealed as it was pulled down. Then, in one smooth motion, the underwear was pulled down even further. "Stop...stop!" Aya pleaded desperately. Atsushi, however, used his foot to lift her skirt in one swift motion. Her fair, bright red, youthful, round buttocks were revealed. The slightly protruding buttocks resembled a soft, juicy peach, enormous and incredibly erotic. Atsushi's other hand slowly crawled over Aya's buttocks. "No...don't..." Aya's voice trembled as her body twisted and turned. Her resistance turned into a seductive gesture that tempted men. As if wanting to savor Aya's buttocks, Atsushi touched them back and forth several times. "No, don't...stop..." Aya cried out, trembling. Her body, controlled by the man's powerful strength, had lost its freedom... Her body was being rudely played with... and it wasn't just simple touching; soon... For the first time, she felt a sense of submission and fear, as if forced by a man. Aya was confused, chaotic, but mostly bewildered. Atsushi, who had been touching her buttocks for a while, now slipped his hand between her buttocks. "Ahhh..." Aya let out a mournful cry as her private parts were about to be touched again. Her not-yet-fully-ripened petals, due to Atsushi's recent manipulation and the ensuing climax, were already faintly opening. The inside of the petals still retained a moist, lustful fluid. Atsushi's fingers quickly probed inside, lewdly saying, "It's already very wet, isn't it?"Something soft yet firm. Reaching back to touch it, he found himself on a folded blanket. "It's not just a finger, it's a real penis!" Atsushi said proudly to Aya as he approached her. "Don't come any closer!" Aya instantly stood up, her back to Atsushi, her hand on the folded blanket. Losing her composure, the round collar of her sailor uniform swayed, her scarf fluttering. Seeing Aya like this, Atsushi reflexively rushed towards her. "Ah, Aya!" Atsushi hugged Aya's slender waist, which was slightly floating. Through the skirt of her uniform, he could feel Aya's full buttocks. "No!" Aya violently struggled to break free from Atsushi's embrace. "What! I'm going to teach you something wonderful!" As he spoke, Atsushi pulled Aya into his arms, his arm around her slender waist. "Let...let me go...don't do this..." Aya still resisted desperately. "P-okay...Aya!" Atsushi pleaded desperately. Atsushi's mind was now filled with thoughts of having sex with this girl. The demon within him kept urging, "Faster...faster...I want to fuck your honey pot..." His rising reproductive urges fueled Atsushi's desire. "Ahhh...no...no..." Her waist was tightly held, and her buttocks were being caressed. Completely deprived of her freedom, Aya screamed loudly. But this place...yes, in this abandoned house on the island, there were only Atsushi and Aya... Chapter 36 Rape. Atsushi's force quickly pushed Aya down onto the blankets. "Ugh..." Aya, pinned down by Atsushi, let out a painful moan. Unconcerned, Atsushi immediately reached under Aya's skirt and grabbed her underwear. "Ah!" Aya swallowed hard, then screamed, "No!" Her panties were about to be pulled down, and realizing what was about to happen, Aya's resistance intensified. She reached back to grab Atsushi's hand, which was already holding her panties, but Atsushi ignored her, his arm forcefully pressing against her wrist. "Ouch...it hurts..." Aya cried out in pain. Unaffected by Aya's protests, Atsushi pulled her panties down in one swift motion. "Ahhh!" Aya cried out helplessly. Her buttocks, hidden beneath her panties, were revealed as they were pulled down. Then, in one smooth motion, the panties were pulled down completely. "Stop...stop!" Aya pleaded desperately. Atsushi, however, used his foot to lift her skirt in one swift motion. Her fair, bright red, youthful, round buttocks were revealed. The slightly protruding buttocks resembled a soft, juicy peach—very large and incredibly lewd. Atsushi's other hand slowly crawled across Aya's buttocks. "No...don't..." Aya's voice trembled as her body continued to writhe. The way she twisted her body in resistance turned into a seductive pose that lured the man. As if wanting to savor Aya's buttocks, Atsushi touched them repeatedly. "No, don't...stop..." Aya cried out, trembling. Her body, controlled by the man's powerful strength, had lost its freedom...her body was being rudely played with...and it wasn't just simple touching; soon...for the first time, she felt a sense of forced submission and fear. Aya was confused, chaotic, but mostly bewildered. After touching her buttocks for a while, Atsushi now slipped his hand between her buttocks. "Ahhh..." Aya let out a mournful cry as her private parts were about to be touched again. Her not-yet-fully-ripened petals, due to Atsushi's recent manipulation and the ensuing climax, were already faintly opening. The inside of the petals still retained a moist, lubricated fluid. Atsushi's fingers quickly probed inside, saying lewdly, "It's already very wet, isn't it?"Something soft yet firm. Reaching back to touch it, he found himself on a folded blanket. "It's not just a finger, it's a real penis!" Atsushi said proudly to Aya as he approached her. "Don't come any closer!" Aya instantly stood up, her back to Atsushi, her hand on the folded blanket. Losing her composure, the round collar of her sailor uniform swayed, her scarf fluttering. Seeing Aya like this, Atsushi reflexively rushed towards her. "Ah, Aya!" Atsushi hugged Aya's slender waist, which was slightly floating. Through the skirt of her uniform, he could feel Aya's full buttocks. "No!" Aya violently struggled to break free from Atsushi's embrace. "What! I'm going to teach you something wonderful!" As he spoke, Atsushi pulled Aya into his arms, his arm around her slender waist. "Let...let me go...don't do this..." Aya still resisted desperately. "P-okay...Aya!" Atsushi pleaded desperately. Atsushi's mind was now filled with thoughts of having sex with this girl. The demon within him kept urging, "Faster...faster...I want to fuck your honey pot..." His rising reproductive urges fueled Atsushi's desire. "Ahhh...no...no..." Her waist was tightly held, and her buttocks were being caressed. Completely deprived of her freedom, Aya screamed loudly. But this place...yes, in this abandoned house on the island, there were only Atsushi and Aya... Chapter 36 Rape. Atsushi's force quickly pushed Aya down onto the blankets. "Ugh..." Aya, pinned down by Atsushi, let out a painful moan. Unconcerned, Atsushi immediately reached under Aya's skirt and grabbed her underwear. "Ah!" Aya swallowed hard, then screamed, "No!" Her panties were about to be pulled down, and realizing what was about to happen, Aya's resistance intensified. She reached back to grab Atsushi's hand, which was already holding her panties, but Atsushi ignored her, his arm forcefully pressing against her wrist. "Ouch...it hurts..." Aya cried out in pain. Unaffected by Aya's protests, Atsushi pulled her panties down in one swift motion. "Ahhh!" Aya cried out helplessly. Her buttocks, hidden beneath her panties, were revealed as they were pulled down. Then, in one smooth motion, the panties were pulled down completely. "Stop...stop!" Aya pleaded desperately. Atsushi, however, used his foot to lift her skirt in one swift motion. Her fair, bright red, youthful, round buttocks were revealed. The slightly protruding buttocks resembled a soft, juicy peach—very large and incredibly lewd. Atsushi's other hand slowly crawled across Aya's buttocks. "No...don't..." Aya's voice trembled as her body continued to writhe. The way she twisted her body in resistance turned into a seductive pose that lured the man. As if wanting to savor Aya's buttocks, Atsushi touched them repeatedly. "No, don't...stop..." Aya cried out, trembling. Her body, controlled by the man's powerful strength, had lost its freedom...her body was being rudely played with...and it wasn't just simple touching; soon...for the first time, she felt a sense of forced submission and fear. Aya was confused, chaotic, but mostly bewildered. After touching her buttocks for a while, Atsushi now slipped his hand between her buttocks. "Ahhh..." Aya let out a mournful cry as her private parts were about to be touched again. Her not-yet-fully-ripened petals, due to Atsushi's recent manipulation and the ensuing climax, were already faintly opening. The inside of the petals still retained a moist, lubricated fluid. Atsushi's fingers quickly probed inside, saying lewdly, "It's already very wet, isn't it?"
"Waaah..." Aya could only sob helplessly. Seeing that Aya's genitals were fully prepared, ready to receive his penis at any moment, Atsushi smiled with satisfaction. His own penis, already throbbing intensely, craved the comfort of a woman's body, so eager that it had already released its juices. The urge to have sex in one go surged through Atsushi. "Then, let's insert it now!" Atsushi said, pressing down on Aya's writhing body, making her buttocks float, forming a rear-entry position. The most terrifying thing was about to happen. "I'm going to... I'm going to be penetrated..." Aya already knew in her heart that there was no turning back. Atsushi wasn't just going to play with her body; now he was going to violate her. A storm raged in Aya's heart, a crisis of chastity and a fear of men. "No, no... no..." Aya cried out loudly, writhing her body in a desperate last resistance. But Aya's attitude only fueled Atsushi's desire to submit. *Slap!* A slap landed on her snow-white buttocks, making a loud sound. Atsushi slapped Aya's bottom hard, a burning pain spreading across her skin. "Ouch!" Aya cried out in pain. *Slap! Slap! Slap!* One, two, three slaps followed in quick succession, leaving overlapping red handprints on her fair buttocks. Atsushi continued to slap Aya's beautiful bottom, saying viciously, "Hey, do as I say! Otherwise, uh-huh..." The sounds of her being slapped and the spreading burning pain instantly transformed into terror in Aya's mind. Hearing the half-threatening words, Aya gradually lost the courage to resist. "Ah...ah..." Terror caused Aya's heart to shrink, and her fierce resistance weakened. "That's right! That's right!" Atsushi praised Aya's submissive attitude, while simultaneously lowering his hips and entering her lower body. Before him stood Aya, still wearing her sailor uniform, her bottom raised, awaiting his love. This scene was indescribably lewd and taboo. This further fueled Atsushi's excitement. Before him stood Aya, whom he had watched grow up since childhood… Aya, whom he had recently treated like a child… But Aya, a girl in high school, had unknowingly developed into a perfectly woman… Her body was no longer that of a child… From now on, he and this Aya would have a sexual relationship… Yes, from now on, he would cherish this young body of a girl not yet eighteen… Various thoughts clashed intensely in Atsushi's mind, each clash releasing an indescribable surge of desire, driving him to guide his penis towards her petals. His penis gently and slowly moved back and forth on her petals, searching for the exquisite entrance, then he reached out and gently pried open the still-not-quite-large petals. As the petals unfurled, the gates guarding the vagina opened wide before the penis. The love fluid accumulated within flowed out slowly, turning into streams of white liquid that trickled towards the bud at the tip of the petals. "No…don't…" Aya pleaded softly. A moment later, Aya's petals were stretched wide open. "Ugh…" Aya's voice held a hint of anguish, as if she were enduring something. The fingertips felt the warmth of Aya's love fluid. Aya's body trembled intermittently. She still couldn't believe Atsushi's sudden change. The Atsushi she knew had always been a gentle uncle. Why was he now violating her like this? Why was this happening…? Shaken and confused, Aya couldn't comprehend any of this. Adding to this was the memory of being slapped on the buttocks during her fierce resistance, a feeling of indescribable terror she had felt at the time. These emotions further weakened Aya's resistance, causing her to back down. After a while, the glans finally gently pressed against the open petals. "Ah!" It felt as if something was pressing against her petals. What was it? From her experience with Junji, Aya's womanly intuition proved correct. It was a man's... Atsushi's... penis... "I'm... I'm going to be penetrated... Waaah... Penis... No, no!" Overwhelmed by the instinctive terror of being raped, Aya cried out in anguish. "Ahhh..." Aya let out a heart-wrenching cry. However, despite her terror of Atsushi, her body was powerless, as she was being restrained. She wanted to escape but couldn't. "This is... this is terrifying..." This feeling of helplessness overwhelmed her, and her immobile body stiffened instantly. To Atsushi, Aya's attitude seemed like complete surrender. "My big cock is going to penetrate me now..."

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