Our Class Is the Biggest Bunch of Bitches
To settle first place once and for all, the winning classes kept going at it in pussy tug-of-war.
Thanks to how often I fucked them, our class's girls had a grip no other class could touch. Made me proud.
We crushed the competition by a ridiculous margin and took the gold in the pussy tug-of-war event.
At this rate, sweeping the entire grade and walking off with the prize didn't seem impossible.
Our girls didn't just squeeze harder than everyone else—they had way more real experience with a man.
"Sihyuk, we won!"
"You all did great. Guess all those sex practice sessions paid off."
I already knew the rumor was spreading through the academy; the other guys had filled me in. Word was I was putting my cock into every girl in my class for hands-on sex practice.
Most people laughed it off—stuff like that only happened in porn, right? But the girls who knew it was true were dying of envy.
The more the rumor spread, the more I felt women's eyes on me wherever I went.
In that warm, victorious atmosphere, Chairman Choi Ara stepped back onto the podium and announced the next event.
"The next event is the scissoring battle!"
Scissoring—two girls locking legs like a pair of scissors and grinding their pussies together.
Each class sent out one ace with the best scissoring technique.
To everyone's surprise, Subin stepped up as our representative.
She usually put on a desperate act so her friends wouldn't discover she had HSDD. Luckily, she performed well enough during regular sex practice, and the fact that she was Kim Sihyuk's friend meant no one ever suspected her.
As long as she kept the HSDD hidden, Subin was confident she could dominate an event like this. She felt pleasure far less than other girls, so losing was almost harder than winning.
Right there in front of everyone, she and the neighboring class's ace stripped off everything below the waist and got ready to scissor.
I just gave her a short "You got this" and left it at that.
Subin was the type who got off more on mental stimulation than pure physical sensation. Praise from me—"You're pretty," "You fuck so well," "That pussy's so tight"—made her soak way more than usual. If I praised her now and she came, she'd feel bad for the class.
The cheers from our classmates made the corner of her mouth lift just a little.
Both girls slathered transparent lube all over each other's sex, and the moment the referee's whistle blew, the match began.
The other side tried to feel each other out at first, testing sensitivities. Subin had no interest in that. She went on the attack from the first second.
Schlick, schlick, schlick!
This wasn't Subin's first time scissoring. During threesomes I often made her and Chaerin go at it, promising the winner got first rights to fuck me. I always enjoyed the show. Naturally, Subin—being the less sensitive one—won most of the time.
Her current opponent wasn't even half as good as Chaerin.
Squish, squish, squish♡
Subin expertly pressed her pussy hard against the other girl's, even grabbing the girl's legs and yanking her closer. She rocked her hips side to side, grinding her pubic bone right against the girl's clit with ruthless precision.
"Sorry, but I'm winning this for sure. Why don't you just give up now?"
Subin said it calmly. Frequent sex with me and the friends she'd made had turned the old timid, trembling girl into someone confident. I liked seeing her grow like that. The Subin who used to get abandoned and bullied by her friends would be so happy if she could see herself now.
"Shut up…! Nngh, aah, ahng♡ I can… still… win…!"
The other girl kept grinding even while moaning nonstop. I didn't know her name, but her blue hair was plastered to her face with sweat, and she looked pretty damn beautiful. The fighting spirit against a stronger opponent was almost cool—except she was saying it while scissoring bare-pussy, which made it kind of hilarious.
Her fighting spirit didn't last long either.
"Kyaaah…! Stop, stop grinding…! Nghhuuuuh♡"
Pssshhh! Fwoosh!
She came hard, and the match was over in an instant.
Subin stood up with a look that said she barely felt anything, then spotted me and gave a shy little smile.
A loud voice rang out from the spectator area.
"That's my girl!"
I looked over and saw Han Danbi standing there—Subin's mother. As always, she was overwhelmingly beautiful.
A mother proud of her daughter for winning a scissoring match. Made me feel genuinely proud to attend such a progressive academy.
Subin went on to dismantle every other class's ace one after another, taking first place in the scissoring event by a landslide. Two events in a row for our class. Even the student council president watching from afar looked a little surprised.
Before long the other grades finished their scissoring matches too. The event didn't need much space, so all three grades ran their brackets at the same time.
First-place Subin came back from the podium with a gold medal. Guess individual events handed out medals for first.
After medals were awarded to everyone, the sports festival rolled straight into the next event without a breather.
"Next up is the relay race!"
The second I saw the event, I knew Yeji from the track team would be on the track. Looking closer, though, this being a female sports festival meant they weren't wearing normal running gear.
Once again, none of them had anything on below the waist. Smooth legs and plump asses were on full display. From the front you could probably see every last pubic hair.
Every girl's pussy had a small dildo stuck in it, similar to the ones from the tug-of-war earlier.
"Huh? There's something else too."
Besides the dildo, something tiny was attached to each of them. Chaerin and Subin, still sweaty from cheerleading, came over; I praised them and asked what the extra bits were.
"Those? Clit vibrators. The relay runners have to race with those on too. If you orgasm or your grip weakens and the dildo falls out, you have to stop, put it back in, and keep running—wrecks your time."
Chaerin explained it simply. I marveled at the dildo relay and looked forward to the race about to start.
The girls lined up to run all had especially killer bodies. I shouted "Go get 'em!" at our class's runners.
Most of them turned and waved at me; the girls from other classes stared at ours with pure envy. Yeji even threw me a wink that said Watch me closely.
Bang!
The starting signal went off and the race began.
Just as expected, Yeji—our anchor—was overwhelmingly fast. The other track-team girls couldn't squeeze their pussies nearly as well as she could. Our class's runners had all been eaten out by my tongue on the regular, so they handled the vibrators' pleasure way better than anyone else.
Yeji crossed the finish line in first and immediately sprinted straight to where our class was gathered.
Without the slightest hesitation she threw herself into my arms. Her soft breasts crushed against my chest.
"Sihyuk, we won thanks to you!"
"Yeah, thank you!"
"We're first again!"
The other relay runners piled in right after and hugged me too. Once Yeji broke the ice, the rest of them glanced around shyly before joining in—it was adorable.
A bunch of girls hugging the only guy drew every eye in the place again. I soaked up the attention, hugged them all tight, and unconsciously gave each of their firm asses a solid squeeze.
Bathed in looks full of envy, jealousy, and pure lust, we finally hit lunchtime.
Chaerin, Subin, Yeji, Yuna, Nari—basically every girl I regularly slept with—were all gathered around me. As if they'd planned it, every single one of them had packed delicious lunches and spread them out in front of me.
"Sihyuk, try my chicken-breast sandwich first!"
"No way, my inari sushi is better!"
"Move it, all of you! Sihyuk needs protein right now!"
Normally we just ate cafeteria food, so they almost never got the chance to feed me like this. With homemade lunches, every one of them wanted to shove at least one bite into my mouth. Guess feeding the guy you like during a sports festival is some kind of romantic fantasy.
Their effort was so cute I made sure to eat plenty from every lunch.
While enjoying the surprisingly tasty food, I thought about the remaining events. Subin had just filled me in: the final event, the Orgasm Battle Royale, actually allowed guys like me to enter.
It was a free-for-all inside a limited space where everyone tried to finger, lick, and fuck each other into climaxing—last one standing without orgasming wins. Peak female-academy event. Toys and tools for teasing were also hidden all over the map.
I took that in, then announced I'd be entering myself. No way I was just sitting on the sidelines of a fun female sports festival like this. I planned to jump in and wreck every last one of them.
To the friend who'd originally been scheduled to compete, I told her to come to the Sex Treatment Room during lunch tomorrow. I made sure to promise I'd fill her up with a thick creampie as compensation.