"Aika Kiryuu," Sona suddenly remembered. She was an expert at Kuoh Academy in pervertology. And Sona had just had her first orgasm in front of her.
It was said that the brunette was something like a female version of Issei. She had a strange ability to "guess the size of a male reproductive organ."
'She said nine and three-quarters? Is it that small?' Sona thought, confusing the units.
Sona felt a hand on the back of her neck, tilting her toward Altair's crotch. The bulge did not match what the girl had said at all.
'One-sama,' she begged her sister for strength.
Sona could have stopped him when he began to remove his belt in front of her eyes. She was a pure-blooded devil. Even if she didn't care about social classes, maintaining a good reputation was essential.
She simply stood still, the sound of the zipper coming down bringing her a sense of unease and anticipation for what was to come. Altair wore blue boxers, her favorite color. The piece of flesh was marked so strongly on the fabric of his underwear that it stood out.
'It's because of me,' which brought her immense joy.
She looked at the waitress, Kiryuu; the girl looked like she was about to drool. Sona shouldn't be doing that, at least not in public.
But desire betrayed reason.
"Ouch!" The girl had used her hand to pull down the elastic of his boxers. His cock shot out like a bullet, breaking one of the lenses of Sona's glasses.
"Puff!" Even Altair groaned in pain when his penis hit the glasses.
Sona panicked. At first glance, there was no visible injury. However, she could only trust one of her eyes, since the other one made everything look fragmented.
"Oh my God," she heard the waitress whisper. Sona frowned with a hint of pain. The way she was looking at Sona's boyfriend's penis was not healthy.
"Does it hurt?" Sona asked gently.
"A little," the boy was honest.
The devil stuck out her tongue and licked the glans right where her glasses had hit.
"Is that... uh... better?" she asked, confused. She blushed when she realized what she had done.
"Continue, Lady Sitri," Altair said as he began to stroke her hair.
The reminder of her surname and position made her nervous. She remembered that she was in a public place, that anyone could see her in such a vulgar position, as if she were a dirty woman.
'I should stop,' she thought, gathering her courage.
Her tongue did not stop its movements; she managed to elicit soft moans from her fiancé. That alone was enough to stop her previous thought. She did not want Altair's penis to hurt. She did not want anyone else to help him heal. She justified herself by thinking that.
She had to open her jaw so that his cock could enter her mouth entirely. It was huge, long, and thick. She thought about the moment when they would have to make heirs, probably tearing her virgin pussy. 'If his fingers felt huge... I don't want to think about how that part will feel.'
Sona glanced out of the corner of her eye at Kiryuu standing there, savoring every second. The girl from Kuoh Academy probably recognized the student council president. 'What does she think of me, that I'm a dirty slut?' She didn't care much about that thought; she even felt a little wetness between her legs.
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'How envious!' thought Aika, looking at the two young people in front of her.
The student council president, Sona, is so upright and strict. She never thought that person would have such a lewd side.
'But she seems to be having trouble,' she thought with a hint of amusement.
Aika had watched more pornography than anyone else at Kuoh Academy. Even the three perverts weren't knowledgeable enough about that culture to keep up with her.
She had watched thousands of blowjobs in those videos, and only the amateurs sucked dick like Sitri-senpai. It was as if she wanted to please the boy but didn't know how.
Aika wanted to go over and give her some advice, but the idea of ending up on the wrong side of the student council president held her back.
As for the woman's actions? Aika simply felt like becoming friends with the president. A woman capable of performing fellatio in public must be super-super-pervert, the kind of girl she would want to form a good friendship with, where they could talk about cocks and boys.
Although she wouldn't mind if they only talked about one boy.
Altair, the dark knight... Of course, she knew him; his photos circulated among the girls at Kuoh Academy. Tall, handsome, muscular, and rumored to be super intelligent. His voice was hoarse when he ordered his tea, and he wet Aika's panties immediately.
'Is the president the jealous type?' she wondered.
He watched Sona cough up a tremendous amount of saliva when she tried to take him deep into her throat. His cock had made her cough.
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"I should stop, this is wrong," thought the heiress Sitri, but she only wanted to take a bigger portion into her mouth. She found the task quite complicated. It wasn't just a matter of opening wide; she had to relax her throat and pray that it would fit.
"You're doing well, Sona, good girl," she heard Altair murmur. Sona shot a triumphant glance at Kiryuu, as if competing with her. The girl gave her a thumbs-up while smiling perversely. "You seem to know her, Sona?" Altair asked, catching many glances.
"She—"
"I'm Aika Kiryuu," the girl introduced herself, interrupting Sona. "I appreciate you letting me watch," she said with a strange smile.
"I see, where do you know each other from?" Altair asked.
"I'm a student at Kuoh Academy. I didn't expect Sona to do such perverted things; she always seemed so regal... This is quite a spectacle," the girl drooled a little as she looked at Sona.
"You don't mind a student watching you right now, Sona?" Altair asked.
Sona shrugged; she could erase the girl's memory later. 'No, that's bad. I shouldn't be thinking that way,' she reprimanded herself. But deep down, she knew that she could erase the memory of every person looking at her in that moment.
"If she talks, she could ruin your perfect reputation," he whispered. "What would the students say if they knew you perform fellatio in public?" Sona's face turned red as she shook her head.
"It's not fellatio, I'm healing you," she said. "You got hurt because of me."
"Of course you did. When you had my fingers inside your pussy, you were healing my fingers too," the boy took the hand he had previously penetrated her with and brought it close to his nose. He seemed to inhale deeply, as if a beautiful aroma were emanating from his fingers.
"That's... perverted."
"Keep sucking, Lady Sitri," Altair said, giving her an order she should have simply refused, but she didn't. "What do you think of the president now, Aika?"
Sona narrowed her eyes, but concentrated on her duty to heal her fiancé. It was a methodical procedure. It wasn't enough to just lick it like a normal wound; she had to check that he was able to ejaculate without any problems.
That's why she was trying to make him come, that's why.
"I think she's more interesting than I thought," she heard the pervert say. "I want to be her friend," she said with a smile.
"Why?" asked Altair, although Sona asked herself the same question.
"Because she seems to be as perverted as I am," said the girl enthusiastically. She spoke loudly, not afraid that anyone would hear her. "Just look at her, she's in a public place, right in front of me, giving you an amateur blowjob," she said, excited. "She must be super perverted."
"Oh, she is. She loves doing it in public places; it gives her a sense of power. Soon we'll do it in her office as president. I want to see how she reacts there," said Altair.
And Sona couldn't deny that it seemed like an excellent idea.
'No, it's a terrible idea,' she thought.
They could be discovered by any member of the nobility, her Queen Tsubaki, or even Saji. It was too risky. Even ordinary students could go and hear her making such lewd noises.
"She seems excited by the idea; she's doing it with more effort," commented Aika.
'Am I?'
"Yes, and you're going to make me cum soon," she heard Altair gasp. They weren't feminine gasps; they were soft and throaty.
Sona felt her mouth warm up first, as if her body was preparing to digest the enormous amount of genetic material that Altair was about to release into her stomach.
"God," the twinge of pain she felt when Aika said that name didn't even matter. She just swallowed as much as she could.
It was like drinking water from a thousand-liter glass, the pressure of each shot palpable in her throat.
"Ack!" Sona couldn't keep up with the pace and ended up choking.
She ended up coughing up the semen she couldn't swallow, and she could feel a vast amount of white liquid starting to ooze out of her nose. She brought her hand to her face.
"Ah!" she cried out in surprise when one last shot ended up staining the lens that was still intact.
"Then let's be friends, Ecchi Kaichou Sona-chan," Aika said, taking Sona's hand in a firm grip.
"It's dirty," Sona said quickly as she took off her glasses. Her vision wasn't really that bad; it just took her a little while to focus in the distance. The hand that Aika shook was the one Sona brought to her face and ended up stained with white semen.
"Ah, I'd better clean myself up," Aika said as she brought her hand to her face, smelling it deeply before, like a cat, licking it.
Sona stared wide-eyed as the girl swallowed Altair's semen.
"Aika Kiryuu! Are you harassing workers again?" an older woman's voice rang out.
"I hope to see you at Kuoh Academy," said the girl with a vast, perverted, happy smile as she hopped away.
"That sounded like a threat," Altair heard her say.
"You're a –cough!-- Pervert!" she shouted, coughing semen mid-sentence.