10 years had passed since I started playing the game of sekkusu with my childhood friend. - Chapter 2: Inside the blanket

Chapter 2: Inside the blanket

While being tightly wrapped up in that blanket, we just silently kept hugging each other for a while.

I was always the first to move, with my body going against her, almost unilaterally touching Haruhime’s bare skin.

Starting with her fingertips.

Then slowly sliding down, tracing my way to her upper arms. Then to her soft-white skin.

And press against the soft parts of her body. I make sure to not touch the armpits too much, as they feel ticklish.

I don’t remove her dress button as well.

Because I thought she might hate that. All we do is actually not even a sekkusu, but just a play imitating that.

“Haa…haa”

After we are in close contact for a while in this narrow space, the air becomes thin, as our breathing gradually becomes rough.

I slowly touch Haruhime’s bulging bosoms tracing through her cleavage.

As I brought my face closer, a scent of shampoo greets my nose.

“…Ah”

Haruhime whispers her voice in my ear.

With her body being completely covered in sweat.

But completely not-minding that, she snuggled up her body close to me, letting her completely at my mercy.

All her subtle movements made those wispy hair of her’s tickles me.

“Tet …..-chan”

She calls out my name in a flushed tone.

Moving on, I change my position with respect to her, and decided to move and sit on top of Haruhime this time.

After which, I went on to took off the clothes hiding Haruhime’s body…

……Exposing her,

……Peel them one after another

……Well, that things doesn’t happen though.

I don’t go ahead and take off her clothes.

Our bodies are not allowed to unite with one another.

After all, this is just a sekkusu play, and it is not going to cross the realm of play as it is supposed to be.

“Ahn …No~.”

No matter how much she gasps. No matter how much I get excited. No matter how much we long each other in our heart, we are not allowed to cross that line regardless.

“… Nn~.”

We simply cuddle, touch each other, and imitate what is supposed to be sekkusu. That’s how we decided to play this game every Wednesday.

“Iya~”

[TL notes: No~]

Inside that narrow fade-out blanket, our bodies begin to move more and more violently every second. Her body temperature also heats up accordingly.

For this past ten years, we’ve been doing this sekkusu-play everyday.