CH 341.2

(….How wonderful.)

A girl who has been stimulated and is ready for the real thing, but then she is forced to wait because the boy left.

This is a scene you don’t see very often in a brothel.

Naturally, I, who have a terrible personality, rubbed her inner thighs to keep her aroused.

(And… stop. Let’s take a break here.)

Without using my magic eyes, just from experience, I can tell the class president’s current state. Just before she’s about to cross the small peak of her feelings, I remove my hand and wait for the tension to subside gently.

Then, after making sure that the tension has dropped to a level where it will not be triggered by an unexpected stimulus, I begin to touch her again.

(Ohh?)

I wonder how many times it is now. As I was enjoying and repeating the process, the top of the desk above my head was struck with a bang.

What followed in my ears was the sound of a big, resolute breath and the sound of a pen placed on the desk.

(Is she mad because I tease her too much?)

While feeling apologetic as I stared at the inside of her skirt, her right hand came down under the desk and inserted itself into her skirt.

She probably wants to guard her crotch with the back of her hand. Or perhaps she was going to pinch my hand.

(She’s trying to comfort herself, huh?)

But both of my guesses had missed the mark, and she’s doing the complete opposite.

The hand extended to her underwear teased the large bud with her middle finger, then moved back and began to lightly bury her fingertips inside.

What a precious sight!

(It seems I still have ways to go huh?)

I think about this as I reflect on what I’ve done.

I had been going to brothels in my own fashion and pretended to be a complete connoisseur, but it seems I had been a bit conceited.

Because the brothels continue to provide me with colorful surprises in my life.

(You’re one hell of a perverted class president, aren’t you)

I lifted the corners of my mouth into a smile and flash a lecherous grin.

But this statement is unfair to her. In a sense, it is almost like torture to be kept on the edge for so long.

『The strict-looking class president masturbates in the classroom.』

But this exciting situation makes my heart beat fast and won’t stop.

It doesn’t matter if she is actually a horny woman or not. Guys want the strict class president to be a horny character.

That’s why, when I saw the bud that was one size bigger than other women of her age, I started to get excited.

『She teases it herself every day.』

I can’t help but have that thought.

The finger movements became more and more intense, and I moved back a little to look at the girls with my eyes upward.

(Uwa, so scary!)

The class president plopped down on her desk and stared at me with her straight black hair hanging down to me.

(Still, this is so lewd.)

A girl with her face contorted with anger, her teeth clenched, her nostrils wide open, her breathing rough as she desperately fiddled her private area.

I was deeply grateful to the stone statue that had allowed me to be here today and to see this view.

(Really? In this timing? You’re a real piece of work aren’t you, teacher.)

But soon after, I clicked my tongue in my heart.

The class president is almost at the finish line on her own. I was so sure her body is going to tremble as she tried to suppress her voice.

But just before I could see her in that state, I was interrupted. I don’t know if it was Japanese or something else, but she was asked to stand up and answer the question.

「Fuu… Kuh.」

The class president clenched her teeth even harder and stands up in her seat while supporting her unsteady hips with her inner thighs.

(….Let’s try that.)

The sight of her sparks a flash of ideas inside me, so I tear off my ticket and place it on the desk so that she can see it.

Next, standing directly behind the class president, I brushed her black hair and let it fall forward over her shoulders.

I then roll up her skirt and slip down her cream-yellow underwear to her knees.

(What a young, nicely-shaped peach this is.)

It’s an 『Excellent product』, no, it’s probably 『Premium product』 even.

I look at her with narrowed eyes, loosen my belt, and take off my underwear and pants. Then I put the knife between my legs against the crack of the peach.

(Ohh she’s expecting it.)

When she looked back at me, her flushed cheeks and moistened eyes showed that she was glad that someone finally going to put an end to her frustration.

But I didn’t stab her any further and told her in a whisper.

(If you want it, then you should put it in yourself.)

The class president understood what I meant, and her face turned reddish black with embarrassment. But she was only troubled for a few moments, and then she came thrusting her butt backward while suppressing her voice.

It seems that she who has been kept on the edge could not resist the feeling of my flesh.

(The lesson has halted, and everyone’s faces are turned toward us.)

The girls in particular widen their eyes in surprise. This girl was, after all, the 『serious and noisy class president』.

(The men’s eyes, on the other hand, are filled with lust.)

The only customer looking with interest is an old man. The rest, from old men to young boys, are giving burning gazes.

The figure of the indecent class president must have strongly moved their hearts.

(Oh my.)

The gazes seem to have strongly stimulated the class president’s sense of shame, making her more aroused and sensitive.

After a few round trips, she exceeds her limit and plops down on the top of the desk with her big peach-like butt trembling.

(But I’m just getting started.)

One shot inside the class president which I’m looking forward to. That’s what I’m about to do, so I grabbed both sides of her hips tightly and started thrusting from my side.

「Hnngh!!」

It must be tough for her who just climaxed. It may be painful. But this is also part of her work.

Before I moved to this world, I had my fair share of hardships. Let’s help her learn the harshness of earning money.

「Ahhh—! Iii—!!」

However, the class president, who was supposed to be serious, shouted 『Doom Squad』 cheer with her long straight black hair shaking in disarray.

There was neither pain nor suffering in her voice, there was only a pleasant feeling. She began slamming her hips on her own while saying something like, 『Please, deeper! Thrust harder!』.

「….You’re one hell of a perverted class president, aren’t you?」

I swallow my saliva and utter the same words as before. It seems that the class chairman, whom I had hoped to believe to be a perverted girl, was even more perverted than I had expected.

If so, the reason why the size of her bud is that big is probably as I might imagine.

(Kuh!)

『The class president who looks serious and innocent, was actually a slut』 attack has landed a critical hit on me. And because of this unusual situation, I easily shot my load.

I exhaled with satisfaction and pulled out, but the class president, who had lost her grip on me, seemed unsatisfied.

「More! Don’t stop! Please put it in! I beg of you! Please!」

While shouting such words, she thrusts her butt again and again. But I held on to both sides of the class president’s hips and forcefully prevented myself from being swallowed.

Then, I put on an act and say to the customers around me.

「Aw man… it’s such a shame. My ticket is blinking and the time is almost over. I wonder if there’s anyone who wants to switch with me.」

A fuss broke out among the men at once. After exchanging glances and checking each other out, they ran out of the classroom.

They probably didn’t have tickets on hand and went to the reception desk to buy them.

「The princes will be arriving in flocks soon, so just wait here patiently, alright?」

The horny class president glared at me, but still wiggled her hips to try to eat me.

But soon a young man clutching a ticket came running into the classroom, so I made sure we are no longer connected and gave up my spot.

「It’s hot! What the hell is this? It’s so amazing!」

The feeling of being eaten up was probably too good for him. The young man climaxed in a very short time.

「Move! Time to switch.」

But he was not allowed to enjoy the afterglow because the old man who was waiting his turn pulled him off, even though he’s not finished pouring his load yet, and the class president welcomed the new prince.

「Hii—!!」

She let out a sharp voice, but the echoes were full of sweet nectar.

One after another, the princes take turns to switch behind her. Perhaps being affected by the sight of them, some of the female students began to fidget in their chairs.

(Hmm… Let’s see…)

I duck under the desk of a pretty schoolgirl with a short bob while being careful not to be noticed.

(Ohhh… this is nice.)

After all, this one had also begun to comfort herself with her own fingers.

(I must hurry up and tell the owner about this situation.)

It’s something to be happy about since this brothel has created greater value than it was designed to.

It’s something that cannot be seen only on paper but can only be understood by experiencing it.

I left the classroom quickly with the image of the skinny, tired-looking middle-aged man’s face lit up in my mind.