Blue? (Bonus)

Chapter 40

As a young hormonal teenager, I had many crushes in my life. Lana being my first, my aunt being my second, Betty, and many more. Some of them were wrong, while some of them were just out of my reach. One of them, however, was both. Wrong and out of my reach.

I loved none other like I loved Sara. Her happiness was my happiness, her sadness was mine. Whatever emotion she had, I shared it with her. She had changed a little in the time I hadn't seen her, but in the end, she was the same Sara I loved and I did so even now.

So, one could imagine how many fantasies I'd have with her. However, none of them were impure. I imagined my aunt naked, but not her. Never her.

However, one thing I did imagine doing with her. With all my heart. So much so that any other person would have gotten tired of it.

A simple kiss. All I ever wanted was to kiss her, just one simple kiss on her lips. Not her cheeks, but her lips. Those succulent lips were innocent as hell. I knew those were taken, already claimed by that jackass Jackson, but even then, I wanted them. Just once was enough. And I told myself again and again, just once. No more.

However, now that I was kissing her, I very deeply wished that that once would last forever. This moment, I wanted it to stretch into forever.

However, the other party had other plans. Sara didn't pull back; instead, she pushed forward. I could feel something soft and wet at the entrance of my lips. Knowing what it was, I allowed it to enter, preparing my tongue to welcome it.

As our tongues met, she trembled. She wasn't alone, I also shivered in anticipation and desire.

But she was far from done. As our tongues wrestled, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her right boob, the one that wasn't see through. Still, that didn't mean it was any less satisfying.

The softness alone made me nut in my pants, but that wasn't enough. I gave it a light, gentle squeeze, making her squirm in my arms and moan in my mouth.

It was a slight touch, but the reaction I got told me but one thing.

Keep going.

So, being as obedient as ever, I kept going. I kneaded the heavenly softness into any shape that I could, gently and carefully. I molded it into different shapes, and I was happy to see that it followed my desire.

However, not all of it was soft. One part of it was hard. At the center, a tip that could resemble hardened metal. I gently grazed it, not even fully touching it, but it made her squirm even harder. Her moan, this time, carried not only satisfaction but a plea for more.

It wasn't enough. I thought it would be, but it wasn't. It wasn't enough, no matter how I convinced myself. Just a kiss wasn't enough. Her moans were awakening something inside of me. Something different than usual.

Selfishness.

I pulled away momentarily, just for a moment, to gaze into her eyes, and as I did, I found her breathing heavily, her eyes clouded by the same haze as before.

That was enough to cloud my judgment.

I shut my brain down. All that thinking was only making it difficult for me. If she wanted it, then all I had to do was simply comply with her demands. Nothing more, nothing less.

I hurriedly pushed her, staying as gentle as I could, and took off her shirt, revealing her amazing breasts.

I wasn't the only one to do that. She also took off my shirt before throwing it on the ground. Not only that, but she was even faster than me when she hurriedly unbuttoned my pants and took them off before trying to do the same with hers but struggling in the end.

I quickly offered my assistance and took off her pants, leaving her only in her panties. I saw her in her full glory, well, almost full, but glory at least.

No matter how far gone I was, I had to take a moment to gaze at her body, soak in the view in front of me. Her tits, in one word, were perfect. No flaw could be pointed out in them. They were big, no doubt. Not Aunt Elise big, but big nonetheless. They were round and perky despite being big, with little cherry nipples on top.

I couldn't get a view of her ass but I could bet my left arm it was as amazing as her tits as well in those tiny cute panties that I desired.

I gently pushed her down on the couch and spread her legs to settle myself in between them, my crotch just inches away from hers and my face aligned with hers. I slowly reached down and kissed her again, this time keeping it as brief as I could.

"Haan~~"

I parted my lips from her, making her leak a low but long moan of satisfaction. Suppressing the deep impulse to just pounce on her as I heard that moan, I moved onto her neck, causing her to let out another moan, but this time, it was not low. It was anything but low. It was bluntly loud.

My boner was raging at this point, and grazing her crotch, with a pair of thin but powerful walls of underwear between her crotch, which I had no doubt was very wet at this point.

In a simpler sense, I was rushing into it which, no how lost I was, wasn't right.

So, containing myself a bit, I kissed her on her lips once more before I moved down, kissing her body but avoiding her tits because those weren't the main dish at the moment.

Shortly afterwards, I arrived before her panties. The aroma leaking from there was intoxicating and mind-numbing, which I was already heavily numbed at the moment, and most of all, it was alluring.

I couldn't wait to taste it. Not just that, but the pink hue emitting from it as well. Although not as thick and dense as Aunt Elise, not in the matter of quantity as well, it was still very attractive. I only wanted to dig in and eat as much as I could.

However, before I could do any of that. Before I could even get close to her source of covered wetness, she quickly grabbed my hands, which were keeping her thighs apart, and said, "Wait! Don't! No!"

I was confused about what was going on, and amidst that confusion, she hurriedly pulled herself from underneath me and picked up her clothes. "We shouldn't. I have to go."

She simply said that before she rushed upstairs, followed by another bang. I figured she was locked in her room.

For the first time in my life, I finally learned what blue balled meant. But it wasn't the same as it was for others. For me, it was even more so. Harsher to the point that it almost hurt.

Fuck.

'What the hell was I going to do?' I couldn't help but ask myself. What was I thinking? What did I think was going to happen? Have sex with her right there on the couch while she was drunk. Was that how I imagined all my times with her? Well, I never imagined sex with her, keeping all my thoughts pure as I could, but still, I never considered taking advantage of her.

And right now, with her being drunk and all, was the sole definition of taking advantage of her.

"Haa…" I sighed and picked up my clothes as well. I stored them in my inventory before equipping them, not going through the trouble of wearing them. I couldn't struggle to do so. I already had a lot on my mind.

I made my way to the kitchen to find that bottle of vodka. I found it lying on the kitchen slab, half empty. Without hesitation, I grabbed it and chugged it down like water.

I couldn't feel a thing. I felt the numbness in my throat along with the burning of such a potent drink, but it didn't have any effect on me. Useless as all the other types of alcohol I had tried.

"Haa…" I sighed once again, a little upset that I couldn't even drown my sorrows in alcohol. Must be nice for the other kids.

I sighed once again and stopped with the depressing thoughts. I returned to the living room to remove the glasses, wash them, and put them back. I stored the bottle in my inventory because I couldn't risk it being found out. If the bottle magically vanished, and there was no evidence of it around anywhere, then the possibility of it never being there was still there.

Once I was done, I turned my gaze to the stairs, contemplating whether to go upstairs or not. To confront her or not.

In the end, I decided not to.

Let's deal with things how they come.

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I know, blue balling isn't good, but that was necessary for a touch of reality. Don't worry; it is still fantasy, and it'd get to it sooner than you think.