The Tutor's Burden and the Student Council's Shadow
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap....
"Ugh, ughhh...?"
Suddenly, my penis was being rubbed softly up and down. I was so startled that I nearly dropped the controller I was holding.
Nayeon didn't miss the opening. She manipulated her character with just one hand and mercilessly beat mine to a pulp.
Nayeon’s eyes curved into crescents as she giggled, leaning in to whisper something lewd into my ear.
"...Heh~ No way, are you really getting crushed by one hand~? If you lose this, you should really just chop your dick off, you pathetic loser."
"Grrrgh..."
I regained my focus, gripping the controller so hard my knuckles turned white, and started concentrating on the game.
Even for Nayeon, it had to be difficult to move and attack simultaneously with one hand. I waited for her character to move, launched a cheap attack, and retreated to secure distance, repeating the process over and over.
After a few rounds of that, the health bars of our characters were nearly identical. Seeing this, Nayeon glared at me while still clinging to me, then changed her strategy—she stopped focusing on the game and started paying more attention to my penis.
Nayeon, whose grip strength rivaled that of a high school boy, squeezed my cock with all her might and began obsessively rubbing the tip of my glans back and forth.
A chilling, electric sensation surged through my entire body, making it impossible to focus on the game.
"Ha, haa-uh... Ugh... Khh..."
I let out a trembling moan, bowing my head low and twitching my hips. Nayeon giggled, looking down at me and whispering.
"Tsk tsk, your character is getting absolutely wrecked right now, what are you doing not dodging...?"
"Ugh, ughhh..."
I clung to the fraying threads of my reason and managed to press the buttons, but in truth, all my senses had long since focused entirely on the lewd sensation radiating from the tip of my cock.
I kept my head down, squinting my eyes and trembling, trying desperately to focus on the screen.
But every time I did, Nayeon would mercilessly grab my glans and rub it left and right, making it impossible to concentrate.
"Ah, ah-uh... St-stop it..."
Every time I twitched and let out a pathetic moan, Nayeon would quickly use her other hand to manipulate her character, mercilessly pummeling my defenseless one.
Before I knew it, my character was in such a miserable state that one more hit would finish it off.
That was when Nayeon suddenly let go of the controller with her remaining hand and whispered into my ear, her voice thick with excitement.
"...Hey, I'll give you a special chance. I won't move at all, so try to win."
"Kh, khh...?"
At those words, I regained a sliver of my senses and slowly moved my character toward hers.
But before I could land my first retaliatory punch, Nayeon grabbed my cock with both hands and began shaking it up and down so violently that her hair swayed with the motion.
I could only arch my back like a bow and gasp miserably; the thought of operating the controller was a pipe dream.
Nayeon looked at my ruined expression as if she found it impossibly cute, watching me with affectionate eyes while she continued the handjob without pause.
Then, just as I could no longer hold back my ejaculation, Nayeon pulled me into an embrace and smashed her lips onto mine.
"Mmph...! Ughh...! Mmmph...!!"
With my eyes rolled back, I greedily tangled my tongue with hers and shot out my semen.
Even while I was climaxing, the ruthless handjob continued, and I writhed in pleasure that bordered on pain.
"Mmmph! Ugh, h-hiccup!! Hhh..."
Some of the semen sprayed from my cock landed on the living room floor, but most of it was caught in Nayeon’s soft hand.
Nayeon kept her eyes closed for a long time, meticulously licking my throat with her tongue before finally pulling away, giggling as she muttered.
"...Kikiki, look at that. Confirmed, you're a total loser who can't even beat one hand~"
On the game screen Nayeon gestured toward, the time limit had expired, and the text declaring my defeat—as I had less health—was displayed.
'...Haa... I have to play like this, being teased for the rest of the sessions... I'm screwed...'
I was staring at the Game Over screen, gasping for air in despair, when suddenly, the sound of the front door's keypad being pressed echoed through the room.
It was that exact moment that Nayeon’s mother, having finished her business trip, returned home.
Nayeon and I locked eyes for a brief second, then I scrambled to pull up my pants while Nayeon frantically tried to hide the semen covering her hand—it was total chaos.
Finally, Nayeon’s mother, wearing a tight skirt, walked into the house, greeting me with a graceful voice and a warm, eye-smiling expression.
"Oh my~ So you were here? Thank you so much for your hard work playing with my daughter, Teacher~ It must have been exhausting, right? My daughter didn't give you any trouble, did she?"
"O-oh, no... It was fine..."
"Sigh, don't be modest, I know how she is... Hey, the teacher is here, what are you doing wearing such a sloppy t-shirt..."
"Ah, stop it. Don't touch me..."
As Nayeon’s mother pulled at her stretched-out t-shirt to scold her, Nayeon snapped back, panicked that she might be caught with the semen on her hand.
However, Nayeon’s mother looked at the tiny droplets of semen scattered on the floor and my disheveled pants from dressing in a hurry, smiling knowingly.
Then, with a seductive smile, she leaned in front of me, tucking her hair behind her ear, and said:
"...Anyway, thank you so much for taking such good care of our troublemaker daughter, Teacher. I can leave her in your hands next time too, right?"
"Y-yes, of course..."
Nayeon’s mother’s clothes were slightly disheveled from her trip, and I could clearly see her black cleavage and red bra inside her shirt collar.
As I stammered my reply, Nayeon’s mother gently stroked my hair, then leaned in even closer to my ear, whispering so only I could hear.
"...Take good care of us, mother and daughter, okay? For the rest of your life~ Fufu..."
"H-hiik...?"
When I looked up with a terrified expression, Nayeon’s mother returned to her gentle demeanor, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face as she said casually:
"...Well, it's getting late, would you like to have dinner before you go?"
"O-oh, no, I'm fine... My younger sister is waiting for me at home, I should get going..."
With that, I scrambled to my feet, said goodbye to Nayeon and her mother, and ran out as if fleeing for my life.
After dragging my exhausted body home, my younger sister, who had been lying on the sofa on her phone, jumped up and ran over, welcoming me with a bright smile.
"Oppa, you're home! That girl didn't give you a hard time, did she? Lie down and get some rest, Oppa!"
"Yeah, thanks... B-but why are you following me...?"
"...Well, Oppa must be tired, so I'm going to nurse you by your side! Hurry up and lie down..."
After that, my sister naturally climbed on top of me in a cowgirl position, chattering away about the day she'd spent waiting for me.
In the end, having barely rested because I had to play with two women even on my day off, I fell into a deep, helpless sleep the moment night fell, still holding my sister.
I think my sister might have been rubbing her crotch against my "spot" and letting out lewd moans just like last time while I slept, but I was so exhausted that I remained fast asleep, completely unaware.
***
Private Girls' School, OO District, OO City.
That day, too, as classes ended, sharp-faced students gathered one by one under the pale lights of the student council room.
Once all six officers had assembled, the girl with silver hair and an arrogant expression, sitting at the head of the table, rested her chin on her hand and muttered.
"...Yeah, let's start."
At that, the girl with long, straight black hair sitting right next to her immediately held up a paper and opened her mouth in an emotionless voice.
"...Yes, President. I will read the student council report for the 4th week of May.
We called a repair company this evening after consulting with the administration office regarding the broken water pipe in the 2nd-floor women's restroom. Also, a report was filed that a cat entered the art gallery and was damaging the artwork, so we are currently investigating. And regarding the upcoming spring festival, some parents have expressed the opinion that the maid cafe booth is inappropriate..."
The silver-haired girl waved her hand dismissively, cutting her off as if she were annoyed.
"...You don't need to report the things you've handled on your own. Just tell me about the most troublesome issue right away; that's the main point anyway."
The black-haired girl cleared her throat slightly and answered immediately.
"...Yes, actually, there is one issue we haven't been able to resolve. I will report that first."
With that, the black-haired girl handed a sheet of paper to each of the officers. The girls looked at the papers in their hands with puzzled expressions.
The silver-haired girl frowned and asked arrogantly.
"...What is this?"
"It is the entrance exam scores and the recent midterm report card of Park Nayeon from Class 4, 1st Year."
"Huh? So she's been studying hard. That's very commendable, so what exactly is the problem here?"
"Yes, President. If you look below that, all the small and large incidents of assault and delinquency committed by student Park Nayeon over the three months since her admission are recorded. There are 27 cases caught directly by faculty members alone."
"...Heh... So she was a total delinquent. No, why do these kinds of kids crawl into our prestigious private school anyway? They should just go to a vocational school and learn a trade."
"Yes, that is exactly the point. The assessment of student Park Nayeon by school officials and surrounding classmates was exactly the same as what you just said, President. At least, until these midterm scores came out."
"...Hmm?"
The silver-haired girl finally seemed to grasp the situation; she tilted her chin high, narrowed her eyes, and scanned Nayeon’s report card.
The black-haired girl continued, her posture rigid.
"...In particular, the complaints from students who were pushed down in the rankings by student Park Nayeon are quite vocal. Among them are the daughter of Minister OOO and the successor to the XX Corporation..."
"Ugh, this is giving me a headache. Hey, how on earth did this girl get these scores? Did you investigate?"
"Yes, we are currently investigating. What is certain is that there has been almost no change in student Park Nayeon’s delinquent behavior even now."
"Therefore, the possibility that she suddenly turned over a new leaf and studied hard right before the exam is zero. It is almost certain that she used some kind of underhanded method..."
"Don't just guess, find out properly. So, nothing has come up yet?"
"...Yes, President. We discovered one peculiar point during the investigation. It is that student Park Nayeon started a private tutoring session a few weeks ago.
We suspect that she might have obtained the exam answers in advance through some illegal route via this tutoring."
As she said this, the black-haired girl quickly pulled her phone from her pocket and displayed a tutoring recruitment notice on the screen.
The silver-haired girl frowned and scrutinized it, then arrogantly gestured to the black-haired girl and spat out:
"Then don't just suspect it, you go meet that tutor yourself."
"...Pardon? I don't understand what you mean..."
The black-haired girl answered with a trembling voice, seemingly flustered for the first time. The silver-haired girl, arms crossed, said indifferently:
"You apply for that tutoring too; that would be the easiest way to find out. You aren't going to tell me you can't do it, are you?"
"...No, of course I will. However, I have personal schedules and circumstances, so I need a little time to prepare..."
"Ah, what, is it that 'fear of men' thing? I don't have time to listen to that kind of nonsense, so find out everything about that tutor starting tomorrow. That's all for today's meeting."
As the silver-haired girl stood up abruptly, the other officers followed suit. Only the black-haired girl remained sitting, stiff as a board.
The silver-haired girl tapped the black-haired girl on the shoulder, whispered something briefly, and left.
"You know I trust you, right? Do it well."
Left alone in the meeting room, the black-haired girl bit her lip slightly and stared blankly at the tutoring recruitment notice on the desk.