"Can't you see? I'm sucking the President's boyfriend's cock. Aaaah! It tastes so good... The President hasn't even had a taste yet, has she? Poor thing..."
Nella shook her hips more violently, flaunting her pussy devouring my cock to Melissa.
Squish, squish!
"Aang! It feels so good, Aang!" Nella moaned loudly. While partly meant to provoke Melissa, her pussy was genuinely clenching tighter than usual. Showing off to Melissa was making her feel even more intense pleasure.
"..."
Melissa stood frozen at the entrance, unsure what to do, her eyes trembling as she watched us.
Squeak!
"Aaaah!"
"Ugh... President..."
Unlike Nella, who was fondling her own breasts with a blissful expression, I scowled, forcing myself to look as uncomfortable as possible. If I showed any enjoyment here, the plan would fail. I had to deceive Melissa.
"Yujin..."
Melissa couldn't help me. She was too caught up in the atmosphere to intervene.
"President? What are you doing? Hurry up and undress. You know the scene starts with stripping as soon as you get here, but only if you're still willing. If you want to stop, say it now."
"...Yes. I'm willing."
Perhaps because it wasn't her first time, Melissa undressed faster than yesterday, revealing her naked body.
"Get up on the desk in front of me and spread your legs."
"..."
Melissa did as Nella instructed, climbing onto the desk and spreading her legs in a wide M-shape.
Despite her legs being spread, her dark blue bush remained tightly closed, concealing her intimate parts. Was it because she had never used it before? Or was she trying to maintain her virtue?
"President, grab your pussy and spread it open. I need to see it clearly."
"...Yes."
With trembling hands, Melissa carefully unfolded the tightly pressed labia, revealing the vibrant pink flesh beneath untouched and full of life.
Gulp. I swallowed hard, my gaze fixed on Melissa's pussy. My cock throbbed with renewed intensity.
"Haaah... Senior, your cock feels even bigger now?! Haaah... Aang!"
Nella's body trembled violently as she reached her climax. Soon after, she squatted on the desk, arching her hips upward.
My thick, hard cock hovered precariously over her pussy.
"President, look! Your lover's cock is dripping wet with my pussy juice!"
"..."
Nella gripped my cock with one hand, stroking it back and forth. A lewd, squelching sound echoed from the friction between her pussy and my cock.
"President, don't just stand there watching. Masturbate, if you want to join us."
"...Yes."
Melissa's slender hand began to caress her own pussy.
"Ha, you're being too hesitant. If this isn't doing it for you, say so and we'll slow down. If you want more, touch yourself properly."
"...!"
Melissa took a steadying breath and began masturbating. She rapidly rubbed her labia and clitoris with her fingers, her pussy growing increasingly wet.
"Then shall I enjoy Senior's cock again? Mmm."
Nella lowered her hips, swallowing my massive cock in one smooth motion. The slick walls of her pussy tightened around me, slick with vaginal fluid.
"Ahng! Look at my pussy! Look at my pussy devouring Senior's cock, President! Aaaahng!"
Technique aside, her movements were powerful.
"Senior, do you want to cum?" Nella asked, swaying her hips as she leaned against my back. She wrapped an arm around my neck and whispered sweetly, "Go ahead. I give you permission. Cum inside me! Hurry!"
My cock throbbed as I began to cum inside Nella.
"Aaaah! I can feel your hot cum filling me up. ...Mmm. I like it. Your cock is quite useful after all. On the other hand..."
Nella's gaze shifted to Melissa, who was still masturbating.
"The President doesn't even have a cock, so she's completely useless, isn't she? See if you can cum within the next three minutes. If not, we'll tease you about it later."
"Ugh!"
"Ah, when you come, scream like a pig. Not just now, but every time from now on. Do you understand?"
"...Y-yes, yes. I understand..."
Nella and I stared intently at Melissa, our faces inches from hers.
Squelch.
Vaginal fluid leaked from Melissa's pussy, staining the desk.
"President, you have one minute left. If you don't get there by then, we'll call the game here and let you try again another time."
"...!"
Melissa's eyes widened. She bit her lip and increased the speed of her masturbation. Her hand moved more boldly over her pussy than before, two fingers pinching her clitoris hard.
"Hngh... oink, oink, oink!"
She threw her head back, her body trembling as she let out a pig-like squeal. She had reached her climax.
The vaginal fluid that shot from Melissa's pussy splattered onto Nella, who was standing in front of her.
"Ha... hahahahaha!"
Nella burst into loud laughter. As her laughter continued, Melissa's head sank lower and lower.
"Good. Senior. You made it in time. But..."
Squish.
Nella straightened up, her pussy releasing my cock. A string of white semen stretched out, dangling from her.
"You deserve a forfeit."
"What... I, I did exactly as you told me!"
"Stay in character with me, President. I made that clear yesterday."
"...I, I did everything you asked, Nella-nim!"
"You masturbated well. Your pig noises were excellent too. I'll give you credit for that. But... you arrived too late today. Senior came right when lunch started, but the President was a full ten minutes late."
"...Th-that was unavoidable because of work..."
"Work?"
Nella's eyes sharpened, startling Melissa.
Ooh, she's radiating serious bitch energy.
Nella was undoubtedly the weakest among us. If Melissa truly intended to kill her, she could do it in under thirty seconds. Yet Nella, who dominated the atmosphere here, possessed a charisma that made it hard to look away.
Nella reached out, taking Melissa by the shoulder and drawing her forward until she stood before her.
"Ah!"
"President, listen carefully. If we're doing this, then focus on my voice and the rules we agreed on. You know what I have in mind, don't you? If this stops being fun, say so immediately."
"I-I understand..."
"That's right. The President kept me waiting for our appointment, so she owes me a playful penalty. Senior, get up and come here."
"...Yes."
I rose from my chair and approached Nella. She caught my wrist and guided me toward Melissa.
"Never forget that when one person slips, the other has to help keep the scene going."
Nella's right hand closed around the shaft of my cock. It was a sticky mess, covered in semen and vaginal fluid.
She guided my cock down and rubbed it against Melissa's pussy.
Tap!
"Hngh?!"
Melissa's grip tightened on the edge of the desk. The sudden contact made her body jolt.
"Ugh!"
I grimaced, feigning strain. My stiffly erect cock felt more pleasure than discomfort, but I couldn't let on.
"President, straighten your posture. If you twist around like that... you'll only make yourself uncomfortable."
"Y-yes, yes..."
Tap! Slide! Tap! Slide!
"...Ugh!"
Melissa bit her lip, enduring the stimulation. Nella frowned at Melissa's flushed pussy.
"You're wet already...? Hah, the President is even more of a pervert than I imagined."
Nella touched Melissa's hair, then drew her forward, positioning her in front of my groin. She then told me, "Senior, brush the President's cheek with your cock."
"W-wait, that's..."
"Do it gently. If either of you wants to stop, say so."
"...Damn it. President, I'm sorry!"
I moved my hips, letting my cock brush Melissa's cheek with a soft thwack.
"That's weak. A little harder. More!"
Thwack!
The sound of the contact was noticeably different this time.
"Good. Keep teasing her."
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Nella only stopped me when Melissa's cheeks were flushed and her breathing had turned ragged.
"That's enough play for now, President. Oral, if you're willing."
"...Yes."
Melissa, her face flushed from the teasing, opened her mouth and took my cock in.
"You have five minutes. See if you can make her cum within five minutes. If not, we'll stop and switch things up."
Slurp. Suck. Slurp.
Nella's challenge spurred Melissa into action. She eagerly took my cock into her mouth and began performing fellatio.
"Ugh... President...!"
She was far more skilled than yesterday, even rocking her head back and forth. While she still couldn't take my cock deep into her throat, her tongue work was so exceptional it more than compensated. When her tongue stimulated the urethra at the tip of my glans, my body shuddered with pleasure.
"I'm going to cum...!"
"President, don't swallow everything. Leave some in your mouth."
Gulp, gulp.
My semen flowed into Melissa's stomach. I trembled violently as I ejaculated every last drop into her warm mouth.
I gently withdrew my slightly limp cock from her mouth.
"Let me see. Open your mouth, President."
Nella cupped Melissa's cheek and peered into her mouth.
"You swallowed quite a bit, but this is all that's left? As expected of you, Senior. You really unloaded a lot."
Nella released Melissa and began putting on her discarded clothes.
"Unfortunately, I have to go prepare for my next class. I should get going now. President, if you're comfortable, don't swallow that just yet. Hold it in until class ends. I'll check on you this afternoon, so remember that."
Nella left.
I pulled Melissa, who was sitting blankly at her desk, into my arms.
"President... your chance will come, I promise."
"..."
Melissa hugged me silently.
After class, we gathered again in the toy-making clubroom.
We were all naked.
Nella sat at her desk, legs crossed, while Melissa and I knelt before her as part of the roleplay we had agreed to.
"President, what's this? Your mouth isn't full of cum. Did you end up swallowing it after all?"
"No... no, I didn't. I had to swallow it during the presentation in class..."
"Haa. Then next time, just say the game won't work with your schedule. Why do you keep pushing yourself?"
Nella extended her leg, her foot tapping Melissa's face. Her toes poked Melissa's nostrils and rubbed against her lips.
Nella wore a rapturous expression. As a commoner, she was mocking Melissa, a woman who could be considered the noblest of nobles. Meanwhile, Melissa must have been feeling a humiliation beyond my imagination.
After toying with Melissa's face with her foot, Nella soon spread her legs wide. Her throbbing, crimson pussy glistened with moisture.
"President, suck it like a pig."
Nella arched her hips, thrusting her pussy forward.
"..."
Melissa closed her eyes, then opened them.
"Oink... oink..."
Melissa crawled forward and pressed her lips to Nella's pussy.
Slurp. Slurp. The sound of her sucking was unusually loud.
"Aaaah... You're quite good at this. There's still some of Senior's cum inside me from lunchtime... Must taste good, huh?"
"...Slurp. Slurp."
"Ah... Senior, don't just stand there! Lick the President's pussy too."
This was an order I was more than happy to obey. I buried my face in Melissa's ass, which was pressed against the floor, making pig-like noises. The pungent scent of a wanton female assaulted my nostrils.
Her pussy was moist, slightly wet.
At this point, there's no doubt... Melissa has masochistic tendencies.
Conversely, Nella was a sadist. Her natural behavior left no room for doubt.
"Aang... That's good..."
Nella, having reached climax from Melissa's ministrations, issued a new command to us.
"President, get on the desk and squat down."
"Yes."
Melissa climbed onto the desk and squatted, her upper body hunched over.
"Hmm. Spread your legs wider so I can see your pussy better."
Melissa spread her legs, her face flushed with shame. Clear vaginal fluid dripped from her pussy, nestled beneath a dark, purplish bush, soaking the desk.
"What's this? A whole waterfall? Did Senior's cunnilingus feel that good?" Nella sneered, laughing mockingly at Melissa.
It would be strange if Melissa's pussy wasn't wet after I licked it myself.
"Sit up straight and raise both arms above your head."
Melissa obeyed. As she lifted her arms, her large breasts swayed.
"What truly vulgar tits. President, stay exactly like that. I'm warning you... don't even think about lowering your arms until I give the order. Senior, you need to fetch something. Follow me."