Conquering the Vice Class President with My Cock
When my cock had pulled out a little more than halfway, I decided that was enough and stopped moving.
“Haa, haa, nngh…?”
Ayoung let out a short moan, then sensed something was off and asked,
“…Why… why’d you stop?”
Why? Because if I pull out here, you’ll never let me put it back in.
Of course I couldn’t say that outright.
So I put on the most pained expression I could manage and answered,
“I can’t… move anymore. If I try to pull out and mess up, I’m gonna cum inside.”
Any woman who’d actually had sex with me before would know that was pure bullshit.
Pulling a cock out takes less than a second. You just draw your hips back.
But for Ayoung, who was having sex for the first time in her life, the lie went right over her head.
I piled it on, pressing her with the possibility of pregnancy.
“If I cum like this, you might get pregnant.”
A flash of fear crossed her face. She asked in a flustered rush,
“Th-then what do we do? Pregnancy is—nngh—absolutely not…!”
Even while saying it, the feel of my cock still buried in her pussy kept making little moans slip out of her.
The serious expression on her face while she was moaning was kind of hilarious.
I kept my face as earnest as possible and hurried to offer the only solution, as if it were the only way.
“I’ll have to thrust back in. Sitting still inside feels less good than the stimulation of pulling out. That’s the only way I can hold it.”
Pushing deep again was actually way more stimulating than pulling out.
But if I pulled free, I’d lose any excuse to keep fucking her, so I had to stay buried.
Completely clueless about men, innocent Ayoung fell for the lie again.
“Then… okay. Keep it in.”
After a brief hesitation, she finally gave permission to stay buried deep inside her.
The second that permission dropped, I answered like I understood and slammed my cock back in.
—Schlick!
In one smooth motion it drove nearly to the root.
Just as I’d planned, the head pressed hard against her cervix.
If Ayoung turned out to like having her cervix knocked, this was the kind of stimulation that would drive her insane.
“Hhk…!”
The moment I bottomed out, Ayoung’s mouth fell open in a silent scream.
The sensation must have been so strong she couldn’t even manage a proper sound.
Her inner walls went wild, convulsing and clamping down hard.
I could feel every fold of her pussy wrapping around my cock—whether trying to push the foreign thickness out or suck it even deeper, I couldn’t tell.
“U-uh, nngh, kkuuh…♡”
Strange little noises leaked from her lips.
Pleasure had clearly stolen control of her body; her hands shook violently.
She tapped the pillow over and over like a surrender tap-out.
When she tried to pull her hips away without thinking, desperate to escape the cock, I locked my hands on her pelvis and refused to let her go.
Instead I kept pushing, grinding the head against the mouth of her womb.
Most of the women in this world seemed born with a talent for portio sex.
“Wai—wait, just a sec, hguuuuh, haah, haaaah♡”
Ayoung moaned desperately, begging me to stop for a moment.
“Hm? Stop what?”
I played dumb and kept pressing with my cock.
She pleaded again, begging me not to push.
“Tha—hiiik, no, this feels weird…! O-oguuh♡”
“I’m not even pressing that hard. Your cervix is just sensitive, huh.”
Finding a woman who felt her womb this intensely got me a little high.
Ayoung, completely missing the laughter in my voice, just kept trembling and moaning.
“Cervix… stimulation… I hate it… my head’s ringing… hhk♡”
“You hate it? Is that so?”
I pulled out the tiniest bit, sounding disappointed.
“Haa…! Haa, haah, haah…!”
Ayoung sucked in air like she’d finally been allowed to breathe again, chest heaving.
The second she let her guard down, I slammed back in hard.
—Thud!
Betrayed, Ayoung clutched the pillow and let out a lewd scream.
“Why—why again…! Nngh, gaaaah, I’m cumming♡”
She climaxed all over again.
Watching her orgasm was so hot I just stared for a moment.
Her body arched hard, back bowing as if she might launch off the bed.
With no spare flesh on her, the sweat running down the line of her spine was crystal clear.
It must have been overwhelming for her, but I thoroughly enjoyed the convulsing pussy around me.
While savoring those spasms I casually explained why I’d thrust again.
“Ah, I’ve been on my knees so long the position got uncomfortable. I moved a little and accidentally thrust all the way in.”
Ayoung, still mid-orgasm, never heard a word of it.
She just moaned into the mattress, trembling.
When the aftershocks finally began to fade, I smiled and said,
“Staying like this is making my legs stiff. At times like this you need to move a little to loosen the muscles…”
“Haa…?”
Ayoung panted out a weak response. She didn’t look like she was following a single word.
“Sorry, but I’m gonna move just a tiny bit until my legs loosen up. Just a tiny bit.”
And under the pretext of stretching my legs, I started swinging my hips properly.
—Schlick, schlick, schlick!
Full doggy-style fucking began in earnest.
“Hey, hey…! This is—what kind of—aah, ah, lie, lying… haah♡”
Ayoung twisted around to protest that this was not “loosening legs.” So I answered by burying myself deep a few more times, shutting her mouth for her.
That stern expression of hers turning soft and obedient after just a few swings of my cock was pretty cute.
She seemed to realize by now that I had no intention of pulling out. But neither of us cared about what had come before.
We both simply surrendered to the pleasure crashing over us.
I deliberately spanked her ass a little with each thrust.
—Slap! Slap!
“Ughik, nnguuuh, my ass, no, hiiit♡”
Every time I did, her pussy clamped down even tighter. There was no mistaking it.
No matter how you looked at it, Ayoung was a masochist.
She pretended to hate being hit, but her body answered honestly and felt everything so intensely.
Anyway, we kept fucking.
I slammed my hips into her ass over and over, pouring out all the pent-up hunger I’d been holding back.
Remembering how long she’d been rejecting sex made my cock refuse to cool down.
While Ayoung came again and again, I barely paused the piston, driving her out of her mind.
After pounding her for a long while, the urge to cum rose once more.
So this time too I didn’t hold back—I came straight inside her.
—Spurt, spurt!
A thick load of semen poured out right against her womb.
“Hoo.”
After emptying myself thoroughly I pulled free; the cum that had filled her came dripping out onto the sheets in sticky strings.
“Haa, hwaaang…”
Still face-down with only her ass raised, Ayoung twitched and leaked love juices in a trickle.
Of course I wasn’t satisfied yet.
I waited just long enough for her to recover a little strength, then flipped her over and set her into missionary.
Ayoung glanced down, swallowed hard at the size of the cock that had just been inside her, then glared up at me as she felt the semen still oozing from her pussy.
But compared to the student council president or even yesterday’s Ayoung, that glare was as cute as a kitten’s hiss.
“You… came inside, didn’t you?”
There was no point lying about this one, so I simply nodded and admitted it.
Ayoung opened her mouth, closed it again, then clenched her teeth in anger. Her voice trembled when she asked,
“…Why did you do that?”
The question held so much.
Why inside, why keep fucking, why spank her ass, why, why, why.
I didn’t overthink any of it. I just answered with the honest feeling that rose in my chest.
“Because you’re attractive.”
“W-what?”
Ayoung stared at me, dumbfounded. She looked like she couldn’t believe a man would say something like that to her.
“At first I only meant to help you out, but you were so attractive I couldn’t hold back.”
I stated the reason boldly, then moved in to enter her again.
Ayoung startled and thrust her hands out, crying, “Wait, wait a second!”
But I casually laced my fingers through hers, caught her other hand as well, and pinned both above her head so she couldn’t resist.
With my free hand I cupped her chin and kissed her.
—Chuu, smack
Just as the unexpected kiss made her start to get angry again, my cock stepped forward once more.
—Schlick!
The head began carving back into her pussy.
“Nngh♡”
Her lips parted naturally around a moan.
I slipped my tongue into that open mouth and rolled my hips at the same time.
—Slap, slap, slap!
“Nngh, no, stop, haah, ah, ah, stop it…♡”
Ayoung kept saying no, keep saying stop, yet her legs had already spread wide as if welcoming me.
I gave her a small smile at that and began thrusting hard.
I fucked her so deep her body sank into the mattress.
Lost in the pleasure, Ayoung finally lost the strength to refuse me.
Even after I let go of her hands she no longer tried to push me away; she just lost herself in the kissing and the fucking.
And without realizing it, she reached out exactly the way she’d been taught in class earlier and hugged me tight with everything she had.
“I’m cumming…! Sihyuk, I’m cumming again…♡”
She cried out as she came apart in my arms.
After that long session of sex finally ended, Ayoung went into the shower.
No matter how good the sex had felt, the sudden penetration and creampie must have left her sulking; she closed the bathroom door without a word.
Obviously I wasn’t about to miss a shower with the woman I’d just fucked.
I followed her straight into the shower room.
“I’m showering—why are you coming in without even knocking…!”
Ayoung, who’d only just turned on the water, glared at me with an angry face.
“Are you that mad?”
But the angrier look softened little by little the closer I stepped.
“…No.”
When I stood right in front of her after that answer, Ayoung looked up at me with a face flushed red.
“Why… why?”