Remember well, pig. My name is I'm Risa Bettou

"Don't be crazy! I've already given you plenty of chances to explore them to your heart's content. Now, let go of your hands... ahhh..."

Meiko let out a sudden scream as I playfully pinched her nipples. Ignoring her request to stop, I continued to increase the pressure and intensity of my touch.

"Even though you say that, don't you find it enjoyable, Vice President?" Since I was right before her, I just had to tilt my head a bit to meet her gaze.

"I'll be stand behind you, so you won't have to see my face. What do you think? Let me touch these breasts of yours a little longer," I added.

"You have five minutes, and if you don't leave my sight right after that, I can't guarantee you won't end up in the infirmary," Meiko warned sternly. Surprisingly, she was quite accommodating and let me have my way today.

I quickly positioned myself behind her and reached into her spandex top without taking it off. Meiko's breath halted, then grew labored.

"What do you think? I can feel your nipples getting hard," without thinking, I casually called her name once more.

Currently, I'm experiencing the exact sensation I've been eagerly anticipating. No matter how much pressure I apply, they bounce back to their original form effortlessly.

Her breasts were so large that even my entire palm couldn't fully cover them. Despite this, I found pleasure in Meiko's loud reactions whenever I gently teased her nipples.

Leaning in close, I softly asked, "Have you ever touched your own breasts like this?"

"S-Shut up... mmmh... You only have 3 minutes left," Meiko literally melted in her chair as her hands and feet were repeatedly spasmed. Meanwhile, I noticed that my hands seemed to stick to her breasts as she sweated heavily.

I soon found myself drawn to other things, particularly my sense of smell. After completing a lap on the running track, her body was still sweating profusely, and I couldn't help but feel the temptation to taste the salty droplets trickling down her neck.

As the clock ticked away, I didn't hesitate and was resolute in my decision. Meiko's body jolted in surprise, although it paled in comparison to the intense sensation in her breasts.

Her skin felt incredibly smooth against my tongue, and as my saliva spread across it, it took on a subtle sheen.

"K-Kiyoshi, what are you doing?" Meiko exclaimed, attempting to rise from her chair. However, I gently restrained her, applying pressure to her chest.

"Honestly, have you ever tried doing this by yourself while pondering about Mari-senpai?" Although I'm currently consumed by desire, I'm still making an effort to delve further into Meiko's thoughts. I'd like her to be more receptive and willing to share with me.

"I... I don't know what you mean... ahhh, you're too rough!..." Whenever she attempted to evade the question, I would pinch her nipples. It appears that she may have overlooked the opportunity to turn the situation in her favor and surpass me. However, I believe this is indicative of the overwhelming desire that currently consumes her thoughts.

"Do you ever feel a warmth in your body when you think about Mari-senpai?" As my tongue continued to explore, it transformed into a gentle kiss, leaving a multitude of red marks on her fair neck.

"1 more minute... mmmh... I've never experienced anything quite like this before... your warm touch is causing a similar warmth to spread through my breasts..."

"You have to remember, Meiko, that my hands can bring you immense pleasure simply by caressing your breasts," I gasped, mirroring her heavy breathing. In the final moments, I poured my heart and soul into it, fully aware that this is all I can do for now.

I'm almost going crazy as I stop myself from sucking her nipples or fucking her right now in this place. If I proceed, she will undoubtedly prevent me forcefully, and in the future, I won't have the chance to do this kind of thing. Therefore, I must approach this situation with caution and patience.

If other people saw what we were doing, they would think of me as a pervert who was harassing her, but I didn't care. She embodies the essence of the goddess of lust with a captivating physique, and at this moment, I find myself succumbing to her allure.

I gently brushed my lips against her ear, playfully teasing her. Then, I lovingly kissed her cheek, savoring the moment. With a tender touch, I caressed the curves of her breasts, cherishing her completely. I gave them a firm tug, causing Meiko to let out a piercing scream.

She had her legs raised stiffly, and as she looked up at the sky, her eyes were rolled back. Fortunately, she managed to keep her hands firmly on the chair, preventing her from falling too far out of balance.

As I observed her slightly plump and tinged red lips moving with each breath, I felt an undeniable urge to kiss them. However, I resisted the temptation and decided to step away, only to find myself standing in front of her once again.

"Hahh... hahh... Fuck Off!... don't come around anymore when I don't need you!"

I took a brief pause to recall this unforgettable scene. Meiko sat on an old wooden chair with her legs spread wide, giving off a rather inappropriate vibe.

A fragrant liquid spilled from her pants, dripping onto the chair and forming a small puddle on the ground. Not only did my kiss leave a red mark on her neck, but my hand prints were also still left on her breasts. They appeared swollen, but upon reflection, I realized that was simply the natural size of her breasts.

---***---

Meanwhile, in another place, Gakuto, Andre, Shingo, and Joe were frantically searching for Kiyoshi, who had not yet returned. Their worried voices echoed as they called out his name, their concern evident. In reality, they were envious of him. Another reason is that they still haven't been able to quell their lust for Meiko's appearance in her running track outfit.

They figured that separating would simplify their search for Kiyoshi, but they still couldn't locate him even after the bell rang, indicating the break was over.

With his larger build, Andre had tired out sooner than the rest and was now taking a break by the water tap. His clothes were soaked, suggesting that he had eagerly satisfied his thirst.

"Even if you were drenched in water, nobody would feel sorry for you in those prison clothes. So, it seems like the folks from the Underground Student Council are really bent on ruining your future, huh?"

Andre was under the impression that the girl was not addressing him, but her intense gaze compelled him to ask, "uhh, are you speaking to me?"

"Are there any other people here with you?"

"Reiji Andou, or would you like me to call you Andre? I want to talk to you, do you have time?" she added. The girl decided to get a bit closer this time, casually walking towards the water tap. She lifted one of her legs over the tap with a confident stride.

"Umm, you even know my nickname too, only my friends call me Andre, who exactly are you?" Andre's voice quivered as he sensed an uncanny aura surrounding the girl.

"Kate asked me to have personal conversations with each of you, but I must say, you are worse than I imagined. What is she planning to do by helping trash like you."

Andre's heart, once filled with warmth, suddenly trembled with fear. She possesses a similar intimidating presence to Vice President Meiko but somehow manages to surpass her in this regard. Andre wasn't initially attracted to her due to her flat chest and rebellious appearance, but everything changed when she unexpectedly pulled his ear.

"Hey, I said I wanted to talk to you. Did my words reach your ears?" Andre felt a chill run down his spine as he observed her expression, which lacked emotion. She didn't hold back as she bumped his head on the ground before reaching for the tap. As soon as the cold water made contact with Andre's asymmetrical head, he could once again hear her voice, devoid of any emotion.

"Remember well, pig. My name is I'm Risa Bettou, the Vice-President of the official Aboveground Student Council. I have some great news to brighten up your dark, sad life."