The Childhood Friend Who Used To Be A Wild Little Brat Turned Out To Be A Very Beautiful Girl.... - Chapter 7

“…Want to feel it for real?”

“Feel it how?”

Makoto stepped further into the shed, slipping past my side and heading deeper inside.

Then, deliberately, she reached behind her back, slipping her hands under the hem of her uniform and fumbling around.

I understood right away what she was doing.

Makoto placed the removed corset on top of a wooden box and slowly turned around.

The uniform, sized assuming she’d wear the corset, got pushed up by her freed breasts, looking tight.

The thin white sailor uniform for summer let her skin show through faintly, and the nipples on those pushed-up breasts were vaguely visible.

“Makoto…”

Ignoring my hesitation, Makoto untied the sailor uniform ribbon and slowly pulled down the front zipper.

The ill-fitting uniform spread apart to the sides as if pressed by her breasts, exposing that ample swell.

“I only show this… to you, Taku.”

“Gulp…”

I swallowed hard without thinking.

Her pale chest—so different from the sun-kissed tone she had during pool classes—rose and fell right in front of me.

I fought the impulse to reach out, forcing myself to stay still as I stood before Makoto.

“You can touch them.”

Without replying, I pulled Makoto into an embrace after she said that.

The feeling of her bare skin pressing softly against me came through.

“Taku?”

I buried my face in her hair and took a quiet breath, catching a faint sweetness.

“…You smell nice.”

“I’m not wearing anything, you know?”

“I know. …But it calms me… It’s a good smell. Like a girl’s scent… yeah.”

Saying that, I hugged Makoto tighter.

As if responding, Makoto wrapped her arms around my back too.

The thumping heartbeat from Makoto’s crushed breasts transmitted over.

“I can feel your heart pounding, Makoto.”

“I can hear yours too.”

We stayed hugging like that for a while.

“…Um… Taku?”

“What is it?”

“Something hard is poking my leg…”

While feeling Makoto’s scent and the touch of her breasts, I’d gotten hard apparently.

“Sorry… I got hard.”

“…That means you’re acknowledging me as a girl, right?”

“I guess that’s what it means…”

When I tried to pull my hips back to dodge it, Makoto placed her hand over it.

“It’s big… It wasn’t like this back then…”

She said that while stroking it.

“Well, we were kids back then…”

Ziiip… The zipper on my pants got slowly pulled down.

“Makoto, what are you…”

“I showed you my boobs, so… it’s not fair if you don’t show me too, right?”

While still hugging me as I squirmed to get away, Makoto clumsily groped my pants and grabbed my dick.

“…It’s hot.”

“We can’t pass this off as a joke anymore, you know?”

“I’m not planning to pass it off as a joke…”

Saying that, she pulled my thing out.

“Don’t worry… I’ve seen your dick tons of times…”

She let go of my back with her hands and smoothly lowered her waist, kneeling at my feet.

“…It’s huge.”

She said it with feeling.

“And… sniff sniff. …It smells strong.”

“Don’t sniff it. It’s still hot out, so it’s sweaty.”

“…But it’s not a bad smell or anything. Sniff… It’s like my head’s going numb.”

While gripping my penis, she brought her face close and started sniffing the scent.

“It used to have foreskin… This is peeled back, right?”

“Y-yeah…”

“It used to be all tiny back then… When did it get this… kinda gross.”

“Don’t call it gross… Hey, stop jerking it.”

She was probably doing it unconsciously, but Makoto started slowly stroking mine…

“Hmm, it’s gross, but kinda gross-cute… Oh, it’s getting wet.”

“So stop it…”

“What’s the big deal, just a little. Guys like this, right? It feels good?”

“…It feels good, but.”

“You hate me doing it?”

“It’s not that I hate it… but when you grab it, I’m scared you’ll yank it off or something.”

“I wouldn’t do that…”

As she slowly stroked it, it felt like it was getting harder. …It actually was getting harder.

“…It turns into this, huh. …Hot… and hard.”

Makoto’s eyes got a bit glazed and melty… starting to look like a girl’s face.

“Makoto…”

Looking at that face made me unable to hold back, so I knelt down too and pulled her face closer.

“Taku? Mmph…!”

I overlapped my lips on Makoto’s lips.

Her eyes widened in surprise, but her expression gradually softened, and she slowly closed her eyes, accepting my kiss.

“Mmph… chu… mm… fuah… We kissed.”

“Did you hate it?”

“No way… but… it’s kinda embarrassing…”

“You’re gripping my dick and saying it’s embarrassing? Come on…”

“Yeah, I know, but…”

Her slightly embarrassed expression was cute. It made me think that Makoto really was a girl after all.

“…Taku. One more time…”

“Yeah… mm…”

I leaned in to kiss Makoto again.

At first, it was just our lips pressing together…

As we kept our lips together, I felt Makoto’s closed mouth open slightly, and I gently slipped my tongue inside.

“Mm!”

She trembled with a jolt but accepted it.

I extended my tongue to explore her mouth, and she timidly entwined hers with mine.

The wet, squelching sounds echoed lewdly.

“Mmha… it’s hard to breathe…”

When Makoto pulled her mouth away, a string of saliva connected our lips.

“Taku… you wanna do it?”

I knew what Makoto was asking for. But…

“Today, just kissing. I mean, not here of all places…”

Makoto looked around again.

It was our special spot, but I didn’t want to take Makoto’s first time in this rundown shack with nothing but a crappy sofa.

“…Y-yeah, you’re right.”

Makoto seemed to agree.

“But, Taku, isn’t that thing of yours… uncomfortable?”

Makoto said that while gripping my fully hard cock.

Come to think of it, she’d been holding it the whole time we were kissing.

“It’s fine… it’ll go down on its own…”

I said that and tried to stand up, but my feet tangled and I almost fell.

“Whoa!”

Makoto rushed to support me, and as I tried to get up, my face buried right into her chest.

“Kyaa!”

The moment I felt those soft swells against my face, she let out a cute, girly squeal.

I could smell Makoto’s nice scent from her slightly sweaty skin.

“…”

“…”

We both froze up.

“Can you stand?”

“Y-yeah… that super soft cushion saved me.”

“I-is that so… glad to hear it…”

I stood up, tucked my dick back into my pants, and zipped up.

Makoto buttoned up her sailor uniform and fixed her ribbon.

“Anyway, let’s head home…”

“Y-yeah.”

Makoto stuffed the removed corset into her bag and got ready to leave.

When we stepped out of the shack, the sun was starting to set.

“Makoto…”

“What?”

“Next time, we’ll do it for real… so be ready.”

“O-okay… of course.”

We faced each other with serious expressions.

“Pfft… haha, what kind of conversation is this!”

Makoto was the first to crack under the atmosphere.

“…I’m saying next time, I’ll take your virginity for real.”

“I know… I don’t plan on giving it to anyone but you, so don’t worry.”

“You promise?”

“Yeah, I promise… but make it soon, okay? I’ve waited five years already…”

“Yeah…”

Since it was a spot no one ever came to, we didn’t notice at the time.

That everything that happened in the shack had been seen by that person…