The Perfect Vice President Even Trained Her Ass
“Huh?”
I froze for a second at Cha Ayeong’s climax. The woman who had looked so blunt and cold crumbling this easily from a single finger…
Her once-expressionless face was completely flushed, both hands clenched tight around the white bedsheets. Between her ragged breaths, stifled moans kept slipping free.
“Hmm…”
The school nurse frowned at the monitor, looking troubled.
“It was way too fast—I couldn’t get a proper reading. Time to arousal: two seconds. Orgasm threshold unmeasured. Ayeong will need a retest later too.”
Looks like Ayeong’s pussy was even more of a pushover than Chaerin’s.
“This time go a little slower. Stimulate properly from the inside and draw out a real reaction, okay?”
“Understood.”
I nodded and moved back between Ayeong’s legs. Her face stayed carefully blank, but the afterglow of orgasm still painted her cheeks pink.
This time I took it slow, caressing gently from the entrance. My fingertip traced the sticky, glistening folds of her inner lips. Ayeong’s hips jerked up with a sharp twitch.
The sight made me so hard it hurt. I pushed my finger into her cunt.
—Squish.
The walls, far softer and hotter than before, clung and sucked greedily around my finger.
“Heut… haa…”
I deliberately scraped only the flat stretches of her walls, carefully avoiding her G-spot, teasing her. Moans kept spilling past her lips. Listening to them, I pressed and played inside her pussy like it was a toy. The thought that I was the first to ever toy with these untouched, ridged folds and wrinkles made me never want to stop.
After a while I curled my finger and pressed firmly into her sensitive G-spot.
“Haaaang!”
A cry of pure ecstasy finally tore free. Ayeong’s body convulsed far more violently than the first time as she hit her second orgasm.
I thought the exam was finished, but while the nurse was wiping Ayeong down she suddenly went “Hmm?” and tilted her head. Her gaze locked onto the hole nestled between Ayeong’s buttocks.
“Ayeong, according to your academy admission papers, you’ve already developed your anal as well?”
Anal?
My eyes followed hers automatically. Up close, her rear entrance looked a lot like Chaerin’s—almost no pigmentation, so pretty it barely even looked like an asshole.
“Yes, Teacher.”
Ayeong answered as flatly as she could manage while still panting.
“I trained it because I believe that to become the perfect wife, one must be able to answer any demand a husband might make.”
I was quietly impressed. So this was how she became the top-ranked freshman.
“If you trained it alone, the hole might have gotten loose, no?”
Ayeong shook her head firmly.
“I never used tools such as dildos. I carefully developed it using only my fingers so the tightness would not weaken.”
The nurse nodded in approval.
“Smart girl. Women shouldn’t masturbate with dildos in any hole—whether to keep the hymen or to avoid stretching. Every now and then you get kids who don’t know that and ruin themselves with toys.”
Something hot and moved stirred deep in my chest at those words. These girls really did exist for men.
“Alright then, Class President—we need to check her anal tightness and sensitivity too. Help me finish.”
As I stepped closer, Ayeong murmured, “I already performed an enema beforehand.” Thorough preparation, huh.
I swallowed hard. This was my first time touching an ass as well as a pussy. Nervous or not, up close the almost unpigmented pink hole simply looked delicious, and there wasn’t even a strange smell.
“Get on all fours and raise your hips for me?”
At my request Ayeong dropped into a catlike pose on hands and knees. Her plump ass rose high, the shy little hole right in the middle of it on full display.
I pressed the measuring finger against it.
—Push.
Far tighter and springier resistance than her pussy. Above all, the sheer act of sinking a finger into the back door of this ice-queen beauty left me awestruck.
Was Ayeong feeling shame right now? Or only pleasure?
I slowly forced my finger inside.
“Heuk…!”
Her back arched instantly. Completely different pleasure from the pussy play seemed to crash over her. Once my finger was fully buried, the hot, soft inner walls writhed and clamped down.
It definitely felt different from a cunt. A pussy squeezed all along its length; an ass had a viciously tight ring at the entrance while the rest wrapped you in soft heat.
I stirred my finger just a little.
“Haang…! Ah—no…!”
Ayeong screamed on a whole different level than when I’d touched her pussy. Her anal sensitivity must have been extreme—her toes were already curling and twitching even though I’d only just gone in.
I made a quiet mental note that I absolutely had to fuck this ass someday if I ever got the chance.
—Pshht! Tss!
A sudden gush of love juice sprayed from Ayeong’s pussy and soaked the sheets. Just stimulating her ass had made her cunt squirt like a fountain. In under a minute her whole body was shuddering through an anal orgasm.
A pushover pussy and an even more pathetic ass.
The nurse whistled in admiration. “Coming from anal already… you’ve got real talent for anal sensitivity.”
When the exam ended, Ayeong staggered out past the curtain on trembling legs. Seeing the wet patches she’d left behind, the nurse swapped the special waterproof pad on the bed for a fresh one.
“Next.”
The curtain parted and the girl I’d noticed earlier in class walked in.
Healthy tanned skin, long brown ponytail. Her open, refreshing features had a magnetic pull all their own.
“Hi! I’m Seo Yeji from the track club! Class President, take care of me!”
She introduced herself with bright energy. Being a track athlete she was a little taller than the other girls, and her body was pure healthy beauty.
Big breasts, a plump round ass, and even faint abs showing on her stomach. But more than anything else, those thighs were pure sex.
The second I saw them my eyes locked on like a magnet. The skin her short athletic shorts always covered—around her pussy—was pure white, while the thighs that lived under the sun were smooth copper. That sharp boundary between pale and bronze made me swallow hard.
Just looking at Yeji’s thighs made my cock, which I’d barely calmed down, start to swell again. She must have felt my staring, because she grinned.
“Class President, why are you staring so hard? You like my thighs that much?”
“…Yeah.”
The honest answer slipped out before I could stop it. Yeji blanked for a second, then burst into bright laughter like she’d just heard something hilarious.
“Sorry—first time a guy’s ever complimented me, so I cracked up.”
Even while the nurse did her external measurements she never stopped chattering.
“Showing my body to a guy like this for the first time is making me super nervous! Wait—are all the other girls first-timers too?”
That easygoing attitude pulled a snort of laughter out of me. Yeji treated me like any ordinary friend, like my being a man barely registered. Thanks to her loosening the mood, I could talk normally too.
“You said track club, right? Running’s pretty hard, isn’t it?”
“It is hard. But it’s fun. I love the feeling of using every muscle in my body. Especially when the power really digs into my thighs.”
She casually slapped her own thigh. The firm muscle jiggled under the impact and my cock twitched hungrily.
“To run well, those thighs must be pretty important.”
“Obviously. All my speed comes from right here.”
Yeji answered with pure confidence. I stepped right up in front of her and smiled wickedly.
“I’m curious just how amazing they really are.”
Yeji met my eyes dead-on and gave me a provocative little smirk.
“Yeah? Touch them once and you’ll know.”
Right then the nurse finished the external aesthetic measurements and called out,
“Class President, start the arousal induction procedure, please.”
Full of anticipation, I lightly stroked Yeji’s thighs as she lay on the bed.
“Whoa… these really are different.”
I didn’t stop at stroking—I sank my fingers in and gripped hard. Under the soft skin my palm felt dense, springy muscle. Completely different charm from the soft flesh of the other girls I’d just touched.
“Hoo…!”
A short moan burst from the girl who’d been teasing me a second ago. The instant my hand made contact her body flinched and went rigid. That confident smile faded fast.
When my index finger brushed her pussy, Yeji’s endlessly chatty mouth fell silent as if a switch had flipped. She tried hard to keep talking, but only meaningless moans leaked out.
“Why’d you suddenly go quiet?”
“I-it’s just… first time anyone’s ever touched my pussy, so it’s awkward… euhut…”
Amused, I deliberately pushed my finger deeper and stirred. Every time she tried to form words the pleasure cut her voice off. It was ridiculously cute.
So she was the type who lost the ability to speak once the pleasure hit.