We remained connected as we kissed. At first, it was just a light pressing of lips, but gradually it deepened into something more passionate, with our tongues intertwining.
"Mmm...chu, lero, picha, juru, mm, pecho, kuchu"
"You're so cute, Sumire."
"Really? I feel like the boys at school avoid me though."
"You're just intimidating. Because Sumire is way too cute."
"You're different from how you are at school, Kido-kun. You're so quiet in class."
"Well...things happened...mm...kuh"
"What's wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?"
"No, not that...it's fine not moving, but holding myself up in this push-up position is tough...sorry, but could you get on top, Sumire?"
"Eh? H-how do I do that?"
"Just hug me tight...then we'll flip halfway and I'll be on bottom."
"I-is this okay?"
The student council president wrapped her arms around my back and clung tightly. The feeling of her cute C-cup breasts squished against my chest is amazing, but I don't have the luxury to savor it.
"Up we go!"
Still connected, we successfully executed a perfect half-rotation.
"Sumire, you can let go now."
I gently patted the president's back.
"Ah, okay."
She must have been holding back the pain this whole time—sweat was pouring down her face, her bangs sticking to her forehead.
"Sumire..."
I wiped her forehead with my hand, then pulled her face close and pressed my lips to hers again. This time, it was a longer, deeper kiss than before.
"Chupa, mmm...mm, chupu, mmm, fuun..."
When we parted, a silver thread connected our lips. The president's eyes were glazed as she murmured,
"...Kido-kun, more..."
"Yeah, as much as you want."
I kissed the president over and over. Each time, she tightened around me, feeling incredible. But if I moved my hips even slightly, she'd furrow her brows. She must still be in pain.
"Kido-kun, you've been touching my chest this whole time."
"Yeah, they feel so good I can't help it..."
"...Pervert. But don't boys prefer bigger breasts?"
"Size doesn't matter. What matters is whose they are. Sumire's breasts might be small, but they're perfectly shaped, cute, and suit you so well."
Holding her underarms with both hands, I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs.
"Ah...idiot♡"
The president hugged me again and this time initiated the kiss herself.
"Chu...mm, mm, haa, mm, haa..."
Even after the kiss ended, she kept leaning her weight on me. It was heavy but comfortable. She must be exhausted from all the tension. Now she was teasing my left nipple with her index finger.
"But what would Tagamai say if he knew I was doing this with you, Sumire?"
"Eh? Tagamai-kun? Why bring him up?"
"Actually, I was there on the first day of school. In the room where you rejected Tagamai."
"Eh, really? Ah, that explains it. Things make sense now."
"What do you mean 'make sense'?"
"Ohno-san said that seed distributors don't know who their recipients are until they meet face-to-face, but you knew it was me. That's why you were wearing that mask, right?"
"Ah, now that you mention it, yeah. But I was so shocked when I found out you were the recipient that day, I went straight to Ohno-san. That's when she gave me the mask."
"Kuku...really, how silly."
The president laughed against my chest. Her smile really is adorable.
"I don't think Tagamai-kun actually liked me. He just wanted to have the student council president as his girlfriend."
"I think so too. Otherwise he wouldn't call a girl he likes a bitch."
"Yeah...ah!"
"Sorry, does it still hurt?"
"Mmm...it's okay. I'm getting used to it, and it feels kind of strange."
It's been about 20 minutes since I entered her. I've never experienced staying inside without moving much—it's a strange sensation. It keeps feeling good, and the president keeps looking cuter and cuter.
"...Maybe...just a little, I can handle it."
"Then I'll move slowly. Tell me if it hurts and I'll stop right away."
"Mmm, please."
I gently pulled my hips back and slowly thrust in once.
"Aaaaahhh!!"
She let out a shocked cry as her entire body convulsed in small tremors. Her vagina clenched tightly around me. Is this...could it be...?
"Sumire, are you okay?"
"What...was that...amazing..."
I thrust again the same way.
"Hyauuuu! Nooo!"
This time she arched her back. The convulsions and vaginal contractions were even stronger now. No doubt about it—she's probably climaxing with every thrust.
Alright, one more thrust to test this hypothesis.
I pulled back further than before and plunged deep inside in one swift motion.
"Aaaaahhh!! Kido-kun, it's coming again, aaaaahhh—!! I shouldn't, but this...if I know about this, I'll go crazy—!!!"
"It's okay. You won't go crazy. Even disheveled, Sumire is cute. Let me see more."
"Kido-kun, ahh, ahhh, Kido-kun, Kido-kun, Kido-kun, Kido-kun"
"Sumire, Sumire, Sumire, Sumire!!"
I chanted her name repeatedly as I thrust over and over. Each time, her body jumped, and love juice sprayed from where we were joined.
"Sumire, I'm at my limit. I'm going to cum."
"Ah! Ahh! Ahhh! Aaaahn! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!!"
Dopyu! Byururu! Byu, Byuu!
Over 30 minutes since insertion—this is the first time I've lasted this long. She must have been waiting eagerly. I released what felt like everything my balls contained, aiming deep into her uterus.
"Haah, haah, haah, haah, haah, haah, haah, haah, haah"
We lay sprawled out, dazed. This was the best sex I've ever had. I never imagined just staying connected could feel this incredible.
"President, you okay?"
"Kido-kun, you're back to calling me 'president.'"
She laughed between heavy breaths.
"Come on, it went well, didn't it? President, did it feel good?"
"It was such a strange sensation. Like being taken somewhere far away, or a huge wave coming over me..."
"That's...the feeling of climax. It's called orgasm—wasn't that in the guidebook?"
"I know about it. So that was an orgasm...amazing..."
"President, have you never masturbated before?"
"Of course not!"
"Then here, I'll give you this."
I pulled out a palm-sized silicone vibrator from my daypack. It was light green, shaped like a duck's head. At first glance, it looked like a figurine—nothing like a vibrator.
"What's this?"
"This? When you turn on this switch—"
Kokokokokoko.
"Ah! It's vibrating so much!"
"Then you press it here..."
I brought the vibrating tip to her crotch.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!!"
"Use it when you're feeling horny. It'll help."
"Th-thank you, Kido-kun."
"A reward for the president's hard work♡"
"Gosh♡ Kido-kun, you're really different from how you are in class."
"Am I? You're pretty different from how you are in class too."
".....Idiot♡"
Her face red, the president poked my side. At first she'd been completely guarded, but now it seemed all her armor had completely disappeared.
"Let's rest a bit more, then do it again. Sumire."
"...Okay♡"