Chapter 18
With permission granted from Brynhildr herself, who was right on the verge of her once-in-a-lifetime special pussy climax heat, I roughly tossed aside the towels that had been draped over her lolling body and overlaid mine atop her back.
"Nnghohhh…?! Suddenly, wh-what is this, heavy thing? Why are you…"
"I'm combining a full-on breast massage with a Swedish massage, rubbing our skin softly together like this. If I'm too heavy for you, I can get off right now."
"No, it's fine… You're at most 100kg, aren't you? That's nothing, hup, nothing at all…"
"Precisely 90kg, actually. At 195cm, that's pretty normal weight."
Honestly, to Valkyries who can lightly hurl several-ton building debris, monsters, or villains like Park Ayoung does, a 90kg man is no different from a dandelion seed. But that's not what I'm aiming for.
"Pinned under a man… Under a man's body—no matter that it's for a massage, to be laid bare and pinned naked beneath a man…♡"
"Then I'll start the massage right away. To reduce the strain on you, President, I'll massage your breasts and perineum at the same time, so don't be startled, okay?"
"At the same time…?"
Even now, she's trying to grab her breasts bulging out from both sides of her ribs, but with both hands occupied, how does she plan to handle a perineum massage too? Even as lust consumes her, her curiosity shines through those lewd sapphire-blue eyes.
Instead of answering, I embraced her from behind, gradually extending the hands that had been gripping her sideboobs toward her nipples, while thrusting my fully erect dick straight toward the space between her pussy and asshole—her perineum.
"Wh-what are you doing…! Are you trying to rape me…?!"
"Don't misunderstand. Even you, President, would never think I have those intentions."
"D-don't lie… You're clearly trying to shove your d-dick into my p-pussy, or my a-ass…"
"It might look that way on the surface, but actually…" Press—♡
"Khohhh…♡"
Squish—♡ I acupressure her perineum precisely between pussy and asshole with my dick, leaking precum like a stamp.
"I read somewhere that the acupoint here relates to shoulder and back stiffness, you see. But doing it by hand like before felt a bit off, so…"
"Th-then what am I supposed to do with your dick pressed against it?! Hngh?! G-get it away quick…♡"
"Now for the breast massage. Just relax into it."
"Khiiiik?!"
I've already confirmed her erogenous zones through sight, and under the guise of massage, I toy with them mercilessly. But it's not just pretend—using Breeding Uncle techniques, I'm giving a real massage. Brynhildr, experiencing it directly on her body, can only moan lewdly as my dick kneads her perineum precisely and my hands properly caress her breasts.
"Breast massages improve blood circulation, reduce stress, relieve breast tension, and benefit hormones and skin health… or so I learned from a book. My hands aren't hurting you, are they?"
"Stop it! Don't shake your hips… I said…♡"
"Hm, seems fine. I'll keep going like this, then."
"L-listen to meee, don't ignore me, khohhh…♡"
Schlick-schlick—♡ I shake my hips bit by bit, continuing the utterly depraved massage. Of course, careful not to let my dick slip into her pussy or ass, I grope her massive tits while rocking.
"Oh, here they are. Your nipples, President."
"Ngh… Don't touch there… You can't grab that spot… If you grab even that, I really won't be able to hold back, nngh, uuh, I said don't grab it?!"
Finally locating Brynhildr's nipples. Pretending to massage her huge tits with big circular motions, I keep brushing them between my fingers. Slowly, pink tongue flesh peeks from between her lips.
I know that when she's deeply immersed in sexual pleasure, she pants like a dog with her tongue lolling out. To me, this is a highly positive sign. I press my weight down harder on Brynhildr, warning her as if admonishing.
"You mustn't thrash around. I'm doing a very delicate massage on your perineum right now—if you keep bucking like that, my dick might slip into a place it shouldn't!"
"A place it shouldn't… Wh-what place do you mean…?!"
She knows damn well.
"Who knows? Pussy? Asshole? It could go anywhere, right? I understand how you feel, President, but you don't want to insert my dick yourself, do you? Be careful?"
"If you put it in, I won't forgive you! Hngohhh♡"
"Unless you want it, President—I'd never do that."
Playing innocent, I ignore her pleading eyes flicking desperately between me and her ass, focusing on massaging her two erogenous zones.
Schlick-schlick-schlick—♡
"Ooooh, oh, th-that's too much, way too intense—what's with these utterly lewd hand movements…?!"
"I tailored them to you, President, whose head is full of nothing but dirty thoughts. Don't you like them?"
"It's not about liking or not—I'm already getting massaged by your dick down there, and if you fondle my tits with these pleasure-inducing hands too, then again, again…"
"Again? Again what?"
I could guess what she meant to say, but I played dumb on purpose. The goal of this massage was to make Brynhildr say it herself, demand it herself.
"I-I can't say it… I can't say that… Hnggh♡"
"If you're gonna say it, say it all the way! Why stop halfway?!"
"I was trying to say I'd cum again♡ That your hands massaging my tits and perineum would make me cum… That I'd cum again♡"
"You're so lewd."
With that, I flick her hardened nipple—impossible to believe it's an inverted one—after circling her areola. Brynhildr confesses immediately. Seizing the moment, I keep working my hands while whispering Breeding Uncle's Serpentine Tongue Work, sowing seeds of lewd corruption into her body and mind.
Including the massage melting her sexually, whispers that would normally fall on deaf ears steadily root in her subconscious that she is lewd. Her tongue, which had only peeked out like a cat lapping water, stretches further.
"Sorry. You're right… I am terribly lewd… This is my first time feeling like this, yet pinned under a man, my tits toyed with like this in a massage, and I'm thrilled, on the verge of cumming…♡"
"That's not bad. If it feels good, you can cum. Holding it in just turns it into stress, so cumming right away when you want to isn't wrong. You just need my permission first."
If you're gonna cum, get my permission first. Lust whispers absurd nonsense to her, overriding normal thought, but as the canon world's horniest woman, she doesn't find my attempt to leash her desires strange—instead, she lolls her tongue longer, now shaking her ass herself. Excited by her own state, she exhales a hot, fiery breath and says:
"Is that how it is? Then, shamelessly, I feel like I'll cum right now—may I?"
"Cumming while your tits are groped?"
"Cumming from my tits, pussy, and ass getting massaged…♡"
"Hm, so honest. But you know, there's a way to cum even better from here…"
"A way to cum even better…?"
Her eyes show disbelief, but like a galgame heroine, she quickly perks up at the lewd prospect and asks what it is.
"I think you, President Brynhildr, know it best."
"I know it best…?"
Instead of a clear answer, my vague words make her, who had been slyly wiggling her ass, suddenly widen her eyes in realization.
And then, schlick—♡ astonishingly, she shakes her hips to redirect my dick—from perineum-poking—toward her pussy.
"Raising your ass like this now—do you know what that means?"
"I-I can't say it… I can't say that…♡"
I feel the hot sensation of her pussy, mixing her juices with my precum via glans, and grip her tits hard. Completely unlike the gentle caresses before—rough, brutal handiwork.
"Stay like this, and it'll turn into sex, you know? I said earlier I definitely wouldn't put it in?"
"Th-then… If it's that dick… I could cum so good…?!"
Her eyes, fully devoured by lust, widen in shock. She knows what she wants, but my firm refusal panics her, eyes twitching.
"You really, really won't put it in?"
"Nope. Then it'd be sex. Do you know how hard I worked not to thrust my hips? All that effort wasted. After all my hard work."
"If that's…♡"
I firmly refuse again, then pull back my dick—and hips—that had been poking her desperate-to-be-fucked pussy.
But then, suddenly, her legs wrap tightly around my thighs, locking me in. She reaches down, spreads her pussy, and pleads desperately:
"Then I'll pay you back! You've served me so far, so considering your efforts, this time I'll serve you with this pussy, so…"
"So?"
"L-let me have my pussy deflowering climax… The special pussy climax I can only have once in my life…♡"
"Hmmm… Guess I have no choice. I didn't want to lose my virginity here, but can I leave it to you? Cum as much as you want. Please?"
Normally, she'd scream about what trick I pulled. But now, thoroughly consumed by lust, unable to think of anything but lewd acts—like a bitch in heat—Brynhildr flashes a lascivious smile at my permission and cries out:
"Leave it to me! I'll reward your hard work properly with my student council president pussy♡ You've given your precious virginity as Guidance Committee Chief, so as your senior, I'll let you taste the student council president's virgin pussy♡"
"Guess I have no choice. You insisted, President? I said no?"
"Yes… This is my lewdness at fault. I won't hold you responsible♡"
She'll regret this forever later, even with Setsuna in her heart. But trapped in the Breeding Uncle's scheme, lost in the filthy lust only beasts share, Brynhildr spreads her pussy herself and uses her legs on my thighs to guide my royal dick into her.
"Last warning—if you stop now… Agh."
No chance to stop her—her legs yank me harder, and my glans, curious about her tightness rivaling Park Ayoung's, rips through her hymen in one thrust, stepping deep into her vagina.
Strictly speaking, Brynhildr commendably offered her own virginity to me, but anyway—squelchhh—♡
"Khohhhh, c-cumming, losing my virginity and cummiiing…♡"
Having torn her own hymen, Brynhildr instantly submits to the onrushing filthy climax like a switch flipped, howling like a beast.
And then,
"Mm, you came? While losing your virginity."
"Haa, huuu…?! W-wait… What is this…?!"
"I tried to stop you so many times?"
"Y-you bastaaard?!"
Her ecstasy lasts only a moment—shock and rage soon flicker over her lust-filled sapphire eyes.