Chapter 1 - The Student Council President’s Secret!?

Chapter 1 - The Student Council President’s Secret!?

A boy’s blank mind saw a cute girl in a white dress whose name he did not know. She was crying and wet from the rain.

“What’s the matter?” he asked in a young voice.

“Eh!? Kyaaaaaaah…”

She seemed surprised by his sudden appearance, so she fell butt-first into a puddle and her teary blue eyes quavered.

She may have thought a bully or a dangerous person had spoken to her because she froze in place and her expression stiffened.

But after staring at him for a few seconds, she seemed to realize he was not anyone to be afraid of.

The fact that he was about her age seemed to tell her he could not harm her, so the fear in her blue eyes faded, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her cute expression returned.

“Are you okay? You can get out of the rain at my house.”

“Th-thanks…hyah!? Why? …No. Don’t look… Don’t looooook!”

She may have been a little too relieved by his kind words when she was feeling so forlorn. The girl frantically held down her skirt and her small body trembled.

Several ripples spread through the puddle she was sitting in and a yellow liquid that obviously was not rainwater followed.

“Sob, sob, sob. …This is too embarrassing… I…I…sob…”

“D-don’t worry. Let’s get to my house. You need to take a bath.”

“R-right…sob…”

He pulled on the crying girl’s hand as he walked through the rain, opened the front door, and entered his house.

“The bath is on the left at the end of the hallway.”

“O-okay… Thanks…”

After sending the girl to the bath, he ran to grab a fresh towel.

He might have been able to ask his parents, but unfortunately both of them were at work He had to take care of it even if he was not used to it.

Seemingly urged on by something, he grabbed a fresh towel from high in the closet and rushed down the hallway to the bath.

“I have a towel for you, so I’ll be coming in.”

“…”

He called in from outside the door but received no answer. She had likely left the changing room, so she would be using the shower. He felt his heart beating harder than it ever had before as he slowly opened the changing room door and peeked inside.

“You can put your clothes in the washing-…!?”

But as soon as he did, he froze in place.

The strange girl was still in the changing room and she was in the middle of removing her clothes.

She had slowly rolled up the white dress and was pulling it over her head, so she only wore a white camisole and white panties.

This was his first time seeing a girl like that, so he was too surprised to look away.

“I’m taking a bath at a strange boy’s house. This is kind of embarra-…!?”

As she muttered to herself, the girl’s blue eyes turned and met his.

(Sh-she noticed me!?)

Even as young as he was, he knew not to watch a girl changing.

He expected her to scream just like when they had met, but she betrayed that expectation. As if she had not noticed him after all, she removed her camisole and panties, leaving herself entirely nude.

Also, she made no attempt to hide her exposed skin and slowly entered the bath while showing off her undeveloped body with a blush on her face.

“Hey, wake up.”

“Nn…nnnn… Wake up? But there’s a naked girl in front of me…”

He gave an inarticulate reply to a mysterious voice that seemed to come from the ether.

“Naked? You must really want to me to hit you to have such a shameless dream in the middle of class, Hihiro.”

“Nn… But let me…let me see this just a little longer… Zzz….”

Wanting to see the naked girl a little more, he started to open the bath door through which he could hear the shower running.

“You have some guts, Hihiro Akiya! You are going to pay for the crime of insulting my class!”

Whap!

“Ow!”

Intense pain struck the back of his head and he fell from his chair with stars dancing around his eyes.

“Wh-what was that for!?”

“Don’t you dare even ask that, Hihiro. You have guts to fall asleep in my class.”

He looked up to see a female teacher in a blouse and tight skirt. She was looking down at him with tense cheeks.

He looked around sleepily and saw uniforms of white blouses or shirts with red vests and ties as well as navy blue pleated miniskirts or pants. The girls and boys wearing that uniform of Honosaki Academy were staring at him half in shock.

“You must have been enjoying yourself, Hihiro. Dreaming of a naked girl, were you? You shameless brat.”

The female teacher formed a daunting smile and pierced him with her cold eyes.

“A-a girl? How did you know?”

“You said so yourself in your sleep.”

“Ha ha…ha ha ha ha ha ha…”

Laughing it off was his only option in that teacher’s cold gaze.

He looked to his classmates, but most of them had their shoulders shaking from suppressed laughter.

“Come to the faculty room afterschool. I will lecture you until you see the error of your ways.”

“…Yes, ma’am.”

The silly chime rang to indicate the end of class and Hihiro Akiya resolved himself for the hell awaiting him afterschool.

“Goodbye…”

Two hours after sixth period had ended, Akiya had finally finished having that female teacher lecture him until his ears ached. He left the faculty room looking like his soul had left him.

(Ahhhhh, I can’t stand it. I feel like she rejected every last part of me… And how am I supposed to keep myself from having weird dreams, anyway?)

He could not help that. Besides, that was not actually a dream. It was something that had actually happened when he was a kid.

He still did not know the cute girl’s name. After she had finished her shower, someone from her home had come and picked her up, but he had never seen her since.

He could not imagine why he would be dreaming of that moment now.

“But I sure do know why that teacher still isn’t married.”

He could not help but mutter that thought when he recalled the teacher’s hysteric stiff expression.

“I heard that, Hihiro! I clearly didn’t get through to you, so get back in here!”

“S-sorry. And goodbyyyyye!”

She had frighteningly good hearing and that topic seemed taboo when it came to that teacher.

Afraid of receiving another lecture from that spinster, he made a mad dash away from the faculty room.

“Nn… This really is heavy. Maybe if someone’s still here, I should- kyah!?”

He ran right into a girl who unsteadily exited the neighboring supply room carrying a heavy-looking cardboard box.

“Oh, s-sorr-…!?”

His apology ground to a halt when he saw the girl.

She had chestnut hair long enough to reach her waist and a mature silhouette with some youthfulness remaining. The corners of her blue eyes tilted somewhat downward like a cat’s, her nose was cutely shaped, and her pink lips were well-formed.

She was the student council president whose beauty everyone in the school looked up to and who was known as queen of the school. Her name was Honosaki Yunori.

She also had the proportions of a teen model. The soft masses pushing out the chest of her white blouse and red vest were quite large and her red necktie alluringly decorated the cleavage in between.

The top of her skirt was wrapped tightly around her slender waist and her butt was large enough to alluringly lift the back of her skirt. Her long, slender legs were decorated with white knee socks and gave off a bittersweet sort of sexiness. Just looking at her was enough to fill him with happiness.

That girl had fallen onto her butt in the hallway.

Any boy – or even girl – who saw her would have fallen for her.

“Owwww.”

“S-sorry, president.”

As he apologized, her lower half came into view.

The fall had pushed up her miniskirt and her high-leg panties with pink frills were still on full display.

No guy could have looked away.

“S-sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was-… You!?”

Without noticing her pushed-up skirt, the queen of the school stood up in surprise once she saw Akiya’s face.

“What?”

He responded in confusion while feeling lucky she had not noticed him staring at her panties, but she continued staring at his face without saying a word.

“President?”

“Eh? Oh, sorry. I just remembered something from a long time ago is all. …More importantly, it looks like you weren’t hurt.”

“Eh? Well, no…”

He thought she was more likely to be hurt than him since she was the one who had fallen to her butt, but he decided it was not worth saying.

Looking somewhat rushed, the president gave him a curious look and reached for the box she had dropped when she fell.

“U-um, I need to get this moved in a hurry.”

She tried to lift the box while glancing his way, but it looked like she could not.

Her slender eyebrows bent and she let out a long groan of effort.

(I doubt she could lift that if she kept at it for a full hour.)

Any normal student would be hesitant to speak to her. And as the daughter of the school’s administrator, not even the teachers could defy Yunori.

If she asked a teacher, they were sure to help her, but Akiya could not just ignore her troubles and go home.

Besides, he was the one who had made her drop it.

“Um, president…”

“Nn… Wh-what is it?”

He spoke to her, but she did not turn his way because she was still trying to lift the box.

“Um, that looks heavy, so how about I help?”

“Eh? Really? Thank you. It was too heavy for me to carry, so I didn’t know what I was going to do.”

The instant he said he would help, she gave him a delighted smile, moved out of the way, and gave him a kind look that said, “please do”.

From the smile on her face, he suspected she had been hoping this would happen from the start.

But a look of expectation from the queen of the school was not a bad feeling at all. In fact, any guy would gladly carry it for her.

“There we go. …So where do I need to take it?”

“The student council room. Oh, but wait just a second. I have one more to carry.”

He was feeling puzzled by the look the beautiful girl gave him as he lifted the box that probably was a little heavy for a girl, but then she hurried back into the supply room and returned with another cardboard box.

But this one had little in it and looked light.

“Shall we go then? That’s heavy, so be careful.”

She started walking, so he followed.

He had attended this school for a little over a year now and this was the first time he had interacted with Yunori. His face relaxed and a smile naturally escaped to his lips.

But he could not find anything to say.

This was his first time speaking with her, so it was only natural to not have a common topic to discuss. Still, he wanted to say at least one thing before arriving at the student council room.

“I-it must be tough having to stay this late working for the student counc-…!?”

That boring topic was the best he could come up with, but as soon as he stared speaking, his eyes locked onto her thighs as she started up the stairs.

“Hm? What is it?”

The president tilted her head when he stopped midsentence.

“I-it’s nothing.”

“Really? Then hurry up with that box.”

She responded without delay and with a smile on her face and she soon started back up the stairs. But all thought of conversation had left Akiya’s mind because his gaze was fixated on the queen of the school’s thighs.

He had seen her panties when he had knocked her over, but this was a different sort of visual treat.

Every time she climbed another step, the lovely legs in her white knee socks would scatter some faint eroticism behind them. The way her skirt fluttered from the movements of her seductive thighs tickled at the teenage boy’s heart.

(Her legs are so pretty. What’s this funny feeling in-…!?)

He gulped and felt a sexual emotion rising within him. And as if she understood how he was feeling, she crouched down on the landing and set down her box to adjust her grip.

(Ohhh!! I can see her panties!)

He was on the steps situated lower than the landing, so he had a view right up her short skirt and a full view of her pink-frilled white panties.

Plus, bending over had pressed the cloth tight against her most precious place, revealing its shape.

Her panties had the same tidiness as her impeccable behavior, but they also had a sexiness to them. Akiya instantly burned the image into his retinas. He stared intently at the soft-looking peach shape of her butt and the plump mound of her feminine flesh visible in the contours of the cloth. He made sure to carve those shapes into his memory.

“E-even if there isn’t much in them, cardboard boxes are so unwieldy, aren’t they?”

“Y-yes, they are!”

He replied nervously when the president spoke to him, oblivious to his view. Yet when she picked the box back up and started up the next flight of stairs, her cheeks were somewhat flushed for some reason.

(I saw her panties… And for the second time today!)

He stared at the queen of the school’s thighs and fluttering skirt as he walked up the stairs behind her. However, she was walking differently now.

She had been walking normally before, but ever since adjusting her grip on the box, she was shaking her peach-like butt back and forth which shook her skirt enough for it to flip upwards.

When he mentally combined the seductive shaking of her butt and the panties he had seen earlier, he got the feeling she was trying to expose her panties as she climbed the stairs.

Akiya forgot every last word of the lecture he had received a few minutes before and his mind was filled with nothing but the queen of the school’s panties and ass.

“Could you place that inside the student council room?”

“Eh?”

Her sudden words caught him off guard.

He had been so delighted at seeing her panties that they had reached the fourth floor and arrived at the student council room without him noticing.

“Oh, r-right. I’ll just place it here.”

“Thank you.”

A little disappointed his time with her was over, he entered the student council room and set down the box, but he really wished he did not have to just leave.

“Well, I’ll be going…”

After a quick nod, he reluctantly started to leave the room.

“Ah, wait a minute. You’re Hihiro Akiya, aren’t you?”

“Eh!? Well, yes…”

“I knew it.”

He was surprised to hear his name coming out of the president’s mouth. She then nodded several times as if coming to some kind of understanding.

(Why does she know my name?)

He was briefly confused how Yunori would know that, but he had heard of some student council presidents who knew the names and faces of every student in the school.

She was most likely one of those.

“I’ll be going…”

Happy that the queen of the school knew his name, he started to leave again.

“I told you to wait. You carried that heavy box all this way, so I’ll buy you a drink as thanks.”

The president stopped him.

“You don’t have to do that. All I did was carry a box.”

“I said I would buy you a drink, so let me.”

He tried to refuse, but she forcefully grabbed his arm and dragged him to a vending machine on the school grounds.

(Wah!? Her hand is so soft and warm!)

A girl he looked up to was holding his hand. She was technically only pulling on his arm, but his heart still began to race at the unique softness of a girl’s hand.

They were alone in the school building, so the short time until they reached the vending machine felt like a date to Akiya.

“Um, what would you like? Tea? Coffee?”

That enjoyable time was over before he knew it and she asked him to make a selection, but he really did not care about the drink.

Spending time with the queen of the school was enough for him.

“E-either one! Anything’s fine!”

“Heh heh. Then…coffee.”

The president laughed in delight when he gave an immediate answer during this happy time. She then reached into her bag for some money.

“I wonder what I should get for myself.”

Clatter.

“Hm?”

As soon as she pulled out her wallet, a small remote control fell from her bag.

“What is this?”

Oblivious to the fallen remote, the president inserted money into the vending machine.

Feeling guilty that she was paying for him, he reached down to pick up the remote, but…

Vvvvvvvvvvvvv…

“Hyah!?”

The remote’s switch was unexpectedly sensitive, so he seemed to have turned it on while picking it up.

As soon as the switch activated, Yunori tensed up in surprise as she bought the cans of coffee.

“President?”

“Ah…no…why?”

He tried to ask her what was wrong, but instead of answering, she bent forward a little, held her lower stomach, and let her sock-covered thighs tremble.

“Um, are you-…?”

“H-here’s your coffee! I still have business to take care of!”

He tried to ask if she was feeling all right, but she shouted in a shrill voice, forced a can of coffee into his hands, and rushed back to the school building.

“President, wait!”

He called after her to return the remote, but she did not turn back as she ran down the hallway and up the stairs so quickly her miniskirt fluttered upwards.

“Wh-what was that all about?”

He stood there with the remote, confused why her behavior had changed so suddenly after acting normally while operating the vending machine.

He could not figure out what had happened to her.

“What should I do with this?”

He was unsure what to do with the remote he had failed to return to her. He thought about leaving it here so she could find it when she got back, but he also felt that would be wrong of him.

“I can’t just search around for her. I suppose she’ll notice it if I leave it in the student council room.”

He did not know where she had gone, but he knew she would return to the student council room. With that in mind, he opened his can of coffee and drank it on his way to the fourth floor.

Akiya skipped every other step on the way up, arrived at the student council room, and drank down the rest of the coffee before knocking.

“Hm?”

But he received no answer.

He had thought the president might have rushed back here, but she did not seem to be there.

“I guess I’ll just leave it on her desk.”

He felt a little guilty opening the door to that room normal students were not allowed inside, but he did so anyway.

The room was as large as a normal classroom, but it felt larger with only a few long desks, chairs, and bookcases.

“Um, the president’s seat is…here?”

He looked around, spotted a desk by the blackboard with a nameplate reading “President” and prepared to place the remote on it.

But at that moment, he heard someone running down the hallway.

“Crap!”

He panicked. He would be in trouble if a teacher found him in here without permission. In the worst case, he could even be suspended.

He frantically searched for a place to hide and spotted a locker for cleaning supplies in a corner of the room.

“I-I’ll have to hide in here!”

There was nowhere else to hide.

He could not escape into the hallway, so he rushed inside the locker and shut the door.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh… Wh-why? I can’t find it anywhere…”

As soon as Akiya hid himself, Yunori rushed inside, out of breath and with her mature beauty flushed red. She immediately leaned against the door to shut and lock it.

“I-I can’t keep this up… It’s going to drive me insane…”

She was as unsteady as someone with a high fever and she collapsed on top of her desk while her thighs trembled. She was breathing heavily enough to shake her large breasts and her entire body was noticeably sweaty even from a distance.

(Wh-what’s wrong!? She isn’t looking well at all!)

Akiya watched from the locker and nearly rushed out in worry, but he doubted his eyes when he saw what happened next.

Yunori had placed her peach-like butt on the long desk like it was a bed, but now she seductively unbuttoned her vest and began fondling the soft swellings through her blouse.

The beautiful legs sprawled out on the desk rubbed their thighs together again and again, she lifted her skirt, and moans escaped her pink lips.

“Wh-wh-wh-what is she doing?”

He panicked at what the most famous girl in the school was doing.

A girl was using the student council room to secretly masturbate. Plus, this was the student council president, a girl with the impeccable conduct, excellent grades, and mature charm to be known as the queen of the school.

Akiya completely forgot to move and could not tear his eyes away from Yunori.

“Ahh… This isn’t enough. I need more…”

The president was groping her breasts hard enough through her uniform to distort their shape, but she soon loosened her red tie while letting out desperate moans. Her white hands unbuttoned her blouse and revealed her two fleshy fruits contained in her white half-cup bra.

With this first nearly-bared look at those soft mounds, he guessed they were about an E cup. They shook softly while contained in the pink-frilled bra and alluringly drew Akiya’s eyes.

(Ohhh!? H-her tits too?)

His heart beat loudly and he could have sworn it echoed through the entire room. His crotch grew hot and swelled up in his pants as it throbbed.

“Nhahh…ahh, ahh… I can’t stop now…”

(Wow. I never thought I’d get to see the president like this!)

He had even looked up to this beautiful girl, so seeing her so exposed left him dizzy as the blood rushed to his head. He almost thought he was going to get an explosive nosebleed.

But oblivious to the boy’s state, the girl pleasuring herself on the desk slid even her bra out of the way and exposed her transparently white bowl-shaped fruits to the light.

“Nn… Yes… My breasts…are crying out to be touched…ahh…”

The president began groping her exposed softness so much her fingers dug into them. She held her chest out as if to show her breasts off to someone and began rolling the pale pink nipples between her fingers. As she rubbed her thighs together, Akiya spotted the high-leg panties that matched her bra. The shape of her feminine mound and the vertical slit down the center were both visible in the silk material.

(I-I can see it all… Her t-tits and the shape of her pussy… Hm?)

As the queen of the school writhed in self-pleasure, his abnormally heightened sense of sight spotted something in her panties that clearly did not belong. There was a lump about the size of an eraser.

(What is that?)

He had no experience with girls and did not know that much about the female body, but even he knew that round shape did belong there on her slit.

He initially thought it might be some kind of menstrual product, but even from his distance, he could tell it was vibrating.

(Wh-what is that?)

Clatter!

“———————!?”

“———————!?”

He had moved inside the cramped locker to get a better look at the odd object in her panties, but that proved a poor decision.

His empty coffee can fell from his hand and sounded loudly on the bottom of the locker. When the president heard it, her entire body gave a start and her rounded blue eyes turned his way.

(Sh-she noticed…)

His body shook from tension.

He had entered the student council room without permission and then spied on her masturbating. If she realized he was here, he would never escape unharmed.

“Heh heh… I’m glad. Nnah…ahh…heh…nahhhh!”

He had assumed she would open the locker door and target him with so much scorn and anger he never recovered, but she instead started fondling her breasts as if she had not noticed. She even started stroking her nipples between her fingers until they grew erect, as if to make sure Akiya could see them.

She stopped rubbing her thighs together and slowly spread them. She placed her long, slender legs in an M-shape and showed off her sexy panties and their pink frills.

(Sh-she didn’t notice. But more importantly…)

“Ahh…yes…nn. My body…is so hot…ahhhn!”

He forgot about closing his eyes and focused entirely on her.

The president had grown even more daring after the sound.

She squeezed her exposed flesh fruits as if wringing them out from the base and let the nipples tremble in his direction. She leaned her slender had back a little, her blue cat-like eyes grew damp, her long eyelashes shook, and the tip of her tongue stuck out from her pink lips as they released heated moans.

The heat of the summer and the arousal of her masturbation reddened her skin and covered it in sweat. Beads of sweat poured down her cleavage as her breasts shook up and down.

“Ahahh…nnn… I’m feeling so horny…hyahh! My breasts are so hot…they feel like they’re on fire…ah…fwaaahh!”

(Wow!)

As he watched her intensely knead her breasts and heard her moan so erotically, the erect penis in his pants began to throb. The small locker filled with heat like a sauna and the aroused boy started to feel dizzy.

“Nnah! This is it…! This is what I had hoped for! This is what I wanted!”

As the president pleasured herself, she suddenly gave a loud shout, snuck a hand into her panties, and began rubbing her pussy as if lifting it toward the locker.

He could see the obscene movements of her fingers through the panties, he could hear an obscenely wet sound from within, and a stain spread at the bottom of the white cloth covering her female flesh. The sight of drool spilling from her lips and trailing down the youthful beauty of her face was enough for his penis to throb all the more intensely.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh…”

Her lewdness was making him too horny to restrain his breathing.

He desperately desired to start stroking the intense throbbing in his pants. He breathed so loudly from his nose that he was amazed she could not hear it.

“Th-this should make it even more…hyahh!? Hyannnnnn!”

As if she could hear Akiya’s arousal, Yunori spread her legs even wider, lifted her peach butt from the desk, moved her fingers to the eraser-sized lump in her panties, and let out a high-pitched cry.

When the president pressed the object against her clitoris, her butt shot up from the desk several times while the stain in her panties grew.

Her arousal was obvious from the way her large flesh fruits bounced up and down and the sweat scattered from the fully-erect tips.

“This is…even more…fwaah! Hahh…knnnnnnn!”

Her voice grew louder and the stain at the bottom of her panties left the material see-through, revealing the thin chestnut-colored patch and the slightly-spread lips. He could even see through to the clitoris the strange object, a rotor, was pressed against, so he could see every part of her body.

(I can see her pussy perfectly! I want to touch it…and those tits. I want to touch every part of her!)

His arousal was at its limit.

He wanted to rush out from the locker and touch every inch of her body.

But he did not have the guts to do it. Or rather, doing so would give away that he was hiding here. Not to mention that it would make him a criminal.

Akiya felt an intense throbbing in his crotch as he tried not to even blink to watch every instant of this beautiful girl writhing in a way he would never get to see otherwise.

“Hafwahhh! Ahh… Amazing… It feels too good when I press it here… Fwaahh…ah, ah, nfwah!”

On top of the desk, she spread her trembling lovely legs and bent backwards to point her well-formed flesh fruits toward the ceiling. Her wet and spread pussy lips twitched inside her see-through panties. With the silk material plastered to them, he could even see the pale red flesh and hidden hole within.

Every last part of her panties was now wet and see-through, so her large peach butt and slit were entirely exposed and love juices seeped out through the silk material.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh… The president is fucking amazing…”

He could not restrain his arousal as her large soft breasts shook so hard he thought they would tear off, her nipples trembled, and she moaned while pressing the rotor to her clitoris below her see-through panties.

As he received this forbidden and embarrassing look at the queen of the school, he could tell he was breathing heavily and even he thought he was being too loud.

An odd heat filled the cramped locker, sweat covered his body, he was pretty sure he had never been more erect, and he thought the intense throbbing was going to make his penis explode at any moment.

(I want to see more… I want to see more of the president looking this sexy…)

“Nhaaahh! Ahh, ah, khhnnnnnnn!”

His shirt and pants stuck uncomfortably to him from the sweat covering his body and he gulped, but then the girl’s entire body started convulsing on the desk and she let out an even louder cry.

The fingers inside her panties rubbed at her pussy all the harder, she moved the rotor from her clitoris to her vagina, and she started pumping it shallowly in and out.

The large breasts pointed toward the ceiling shook like soft pudding, the nipples trembled, and she dug her fingers into them hard enough to leave a mark on the skin.

“Nnah! Yes…yes! This…this is what feels so good! So more…morrrrrrre!”

Akiya was so horny from his first time watching a girl masturbate that he did not comprehend what she was saying. He naturally held his crotch over his pants and continued watching the president’s damp blue eyes and twisting body.

“Ahah…ah…nhaaaah! I-I can’t hold back…. I’m…I’m going to….!”

Yunori was as aroused as her body could possibly be. She continued to let out muffled moans as all of her skin trembled and her butt jumped up from the desk to show off her most precious place to Akiya.

The stimulation of her slender fingers and the rotor produced an amazing amount of love juices that seeped out through her sexy panties, dripped onto the desk, and formed a puddle of obscene nectar.

The sounds of the vibrating rotor seemed to grow louder and her moans as she approached climax reverberated through the student council room.

“Here… This is the most amazing part! So more…look at me more! Hyah!? Ah…ahhh!”

(Ah!? I can see…I can see pretty much all of her pussy!)

Her aroused sweat flew from her as her body twisted obscenely. As her sexy panties twisted too, he saw her pussy lips slip out from behind the cloth. And as if she had sensed his gaze, Yunori’s body trembled and her love juices sprayed out through the silk material.

The twisted crotch of her panties was entirely useless, so her vagina was exposed with the rotor half buried inside. As he spied on her, his eyes focused on that most precious part of her body.

“Ahhhh, it’s hot…it’s so hot! My pussy is so hot… I’m…I’m really going to…ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

As she loudly proclaimed her orgasm, the queen of the school stiffened like she was frozen solid, a great quantity of love juices sprayed from the hole containing the rotor, and they poured down on the desk.

Her spread legs trembled, the muscles of her inner thighs bulged out through her white knee socks, and the legs seemed to convulse.

(Wow. So that’s how girls cum.)

As he watched a girl orgasm in real life rather than on a DVD, his throat went dry and his erect penis grew even harder.

He entirely forgot to blink, his eyes grew bloodshot, and his eyes grew so dry they hurt.

“Nhah…ah…nn…ah, ah, ah…ahhh…”

About half a minute after her body had stiffened from her climax, she finally relaxed and collapsed onto the desk. She pulled her nectar-covered fingers and the still-vibrating rotor from her soaked and see-through panties.

But her body refused to move properly so soon after cumming, so her long eyelashes trembled, her breasts rose and fell as she breathed, and her twitching pussy remained exposed through her see-through panties.

(I doubt I’ll ever get to see this again, but can’t she leave already?)

He wished he could see the queen of the school’s lovely body some more, but he still prayed for her to leave.

The locker had become a sauna. That was bad enough on its own, but his penis was throbbing after seeing the president pleasuring herself and it was going to explode if he did not do something about it soon.

“Nn…ahh, ahh… I don’t think I’ve ever felt so horny…”

As if she had heard his wish, she sat up on the desk and moved her bra back into place to cover her breasts.

But her body’s arousal was impossible to hide so soon after orgasm, so her erect nipples were clearly visible through the pink-frilled cups.

“It really is different when someone’s watching…”

(…? When someone’s watching? Don’t tell me!?)

A cold sweat covered Akiya’s brow.

Now that he thought about it, she had also acted as if she were being watched while masturbating. Also, her still-damp blue eyes were staring directly toward the locker.

“I know you’re watching, Hihiro Akiya-kun. Why not come out of there already?”

When Honosaki Yunori called his name while staring straight at him, Akiya felt a cold sweat pour down his back.