Chapter 105 - CH 86: MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND CANT BE THIS S.E.XY (3) (R18 START) (1/2)

Kuroha began to remember all he knew. Before anything else, a kiss was the most important. For the first time, rather than acting like a beast in heat, simply kissing could allow you to set a better mood and relax the girl.

When he brought her pleasant pink lip into his mouth and sucked on it, Momo vacantly closed her eyes. She then wrapped her arms around his neck with the familiarity of lovers with years of experience. They seemed to be creating their own private world.

(My first kiss!)

The instant Momo felt Kuroha's lips on hers, her ice-cold body melted as though she had blended into hot water. A familiar and comfortable sensation constantly released from her body as she slowly stretched herself in itchiness and joy.

At the same time, her entire body softened and all she could do was to awkwardly stick out her tongue in response to Kuroha's lure.

”Nn!…*huff* *huff*”

Coming out from the quiet room were the sounds of heavy breathing and the salivary sounds of tongues tantalizing each other. After a while, they slowly separated from each other, a light string of saliva still connecting each other.

”Your lips taste like apples.”

After moving a bit away, he poked at her cherry blossom petal-shaped lips with his tongue and licked off the overflowing saliva. The girl let him without opening her eyes.

”I want to eat more of you.”

”…Ah.”

They said little, but she opened her mouth as if their hearts were connected.

As he started growing dizzy from the sweet aroma of her saliva, he found her tongue at the bottom.

When he gently teased it, she quickly realized what he wanted and stuck it out. He did not hesitate to lick all over it. The air caught below her tongue made obscene noises.

(Her tongue…is so sticky and cute.)

Their sticky tongues pressed against each other for a while as he tasted her mouth.

(Um, you do it like this, right?)

He never experienced it, but this was what they called french kiss right?

”Nfhn…”

He deepened the kiss further.

Momo was completely dazed, she had no way to know if Kuroha was a good or bad kisser, but, if it was considered bad, she couldn't even imagine what would count as good.

While momo was still a little dazed, Kuroha nimbly undid the knot on Momo's nightgown. It wasn't a dress with lace in the front so they were easy to unknot

The outer shell that enveloped her fell off entirely and what was left was the alluring, half-n.a.k.e.d body of an innocent lady. Sensing the chills of the late-night breeze, Momo slightly shuddered and she began to m.o.a.n softly along with Kuroha's gentle caresses.

(Beautiful)

*Gulp* Kuroha couldn't but swallow in fascination at the scene in front of him. Despite knowing how rude it was, Kuroha couldn't help but compare her body with Mirko. Momo was different from Mirko. Her body was softer and lighter. It wasn't a question about one being more beautiful than the other. Each girl had their own charm. A man just had to find and appreciate them.

Despite all his bravado and confidence in himself, Kuroha was after all also a v.i.r.g.i.n. His adventure with Mirko was entirely one-sided. As such, it was the first time he touched a girl's body with the intention to bring pleasure. Still, seeing Momo's reaction, a deep desire began to burn in Kuroha.

Momo wasn't wearing a bra. As such, her bare chest could be seen spilling from the now open gown. She couldn't help but blush and turn her head aside. She had the urge to cover her chest, but, in the end, didn't do so.

(Fascinating!)

Kuroha had to resist the growing urge in his body. He knew that as a v.i.r.g.i.n, Momo would face great pain during her first time. His duty as a man wasn't just penetrating and jack hammering her as if he was in a hentai. No, he had to take care of her and make it as easy as possible.

He leaned a little and murmured in Momo's ear,

”You're so beautiful. I am really lucky to have you.”

If Momo was red before she was now legitimately crimson. *Chuckle* Kuroha was pretty satisfied with the result. He knew that during the preliminary and even during the act itself, words could be as effective as touch.

Now, the more serious part began. Kuroha's eyes gazed at those heavy and bountiful b.r.e.a.s.ts of her's with deep fascination.