Worth Your Time

[17:05, mylipsonyours]

Hey Vice-Prez

[17:05, leeminheok09]

What?

We’re in a meeting. Stop texting.

[17:06, mylipsonyours]

C'mon, live a little.

I wanna meet you after this. Got a lil’ something for you.

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“Alright, meeting adjourned!”

Council President Haseul rises from her seat and leaves the room with her bag. Beside her, you stand as well, preparing to leave after her. A hand grabs onto your wrist.

“Wait up, Vice-Prez!”

You turn around to see the Council Treasurer Kim Jungeun, otherwise known by her nickname Kim Lip, halting your movement with her hand.

“I told you I have something for you.”

“Yeah? What’s up?”

Kim Lip looks around the room, and you follow her gaze. She first glances at Choi Yerim, whose conversation with Im Yeojin and Kim Jiwoo is exceptionally loud and boisterous, then at Park Chaewon and Son Hyeju linking hands together as they prepare to leave the Council room. When she returns her gaze to you, she gestures at the other members of the Council with her chin while she removes her bag and leaves it on the meeting table to your right.

“Wait until they leave. It’s something private.”

Both of you wait for the room to empty out. Kim Lip waves off Yerim when she asks to leave together, and you politely return the goodbyes to those who pass you on the way out. When the room is empty, Kim Lip turns to you while tapping on her phone before locking it and throwing it to the side.

“So… Haseul tells me you’re good in bed.”

Time seems to freeze. Kim Lip knew?! How? You hadn’t snitched—no one knew of the tryst you and Haseul had behind the empty stairwell, you made sure of it! How?!

“Uh, no. I’ve never slept with Haseul.”

“I’m best friends with Haseul, dummy.”

She steps closer to you. The floral scent of her shampoo wafts to your nose, and the smile she wears is a little smug. You’re not sure if you like it.

“It’s not that I don’t trust her—in fact, I do. I need to see it, no, feel it for myself.” Kim Lip raises her right hand, her fingers tracing a line over your chest. “What do you say, Vice-Prez? Wanna have sex with me?”

What the fuck? You’re not doing it. Hell no. Why would you?

“Why wouldn’t you? Is it because of my reputation?” Kim Lip arranges her hair as she speaks, fluffing it up around her shoulders. “My reputation doesn’t matter here. This is between me and you. I want to try it with you, see how good you are according to Haseul. She says you’re really good, and I’d love to try you for myself to know.”

You step back in shock, and Kim Lip grabs your wrist again. She pulls you in and wraps an arm around your waist, her body pressed intimately close to yours when she pushes you against the meeting table. The softness of her chest against your body has you short circuiting. The same floral scent envelops you, and you can feel the warmth of her body radiating towards you. She somehow manages to step closer, and you fight not to get aroused under her touch.

“I know people call me the school whore. I don’t care. What else should a girl be doing? Sex is so fun! It feels fucking amazing when the dudes I fuck cum inside me, because I love feeling their cocks spurt shot after shot of cum into my needy, slutty pussy. It’s so warm, so thick, and it feels so damn good knowing I’m getting bred just the way I want to be.”

Kim Lip’s filthy words send your arousal into overdrive. Did Haseul tell her about your breeding kink too? You remember when Haseul talked about you cumming deep in her pussy then, and similarly, you got even harder and hornier.

“Hm, what’s this?” Kim Lip cups your bulge. “I thought you didn’t want to have sex.” She giggles, then she begins to stroke your cock over your pants.

“Kim Lip, stop.” You curse at how shaky your voice sounds—you’re definitely too aroused.

“Mm-mmh, you don’t sound convincing, Vice-Prez. You sound like you’re really liking this, actually. Does the thought of cumming in a girl excite you so much? Or is it just me?”

Kim Lip stands on the tips of her toes to reach your ear.

“Because if it’s just me, I’ll strip for you, Vice-Prez. I’ll get on this table and spread my legs like a common whore, and I’ll welcome you deep into my pussy. Use me like the school slut you know that I am, and I’ll make sure you get to breed me as many times as you can last. I don’t care if you get me pregnant, Vice-Prez, because I really love the risk. I’m just like Haseul, you know that? We love getting bred like the sluts we are, and if you do really well with me, I’ll even invite you to sleep with both of us, together. What do you say?”

Fuck, the temptation of sex with Haseul dangles right in front of you. Even though Haseul was rough with you last time, you can’t deny that you wanted to sleep with her again. Her pussy felt amazing, and you needed to feel her again, cum in her again. Hell, you wanted, needed to breed her, own her, make her carry your child.

“Fine. I’ll fuck you.”

“That’s an amazing answer, Vice-Prez… Don’t mind if I do then.”

The next few moments happen almost instantly. Kim Lip nearly tears your shirt open with how eager she is, and both you and her work to pull your blazer and top off. Kim Lip’s is next to go—she throws her blazer and tie to the floor carelessly, then her blouse follows suit. Your eyes almost bug out when you see her bare chest, and she giggles.

“I don’t wear bras, Vice-Prez. I love it when guys notice and tell me about it. I fuck each and every one of them too, you know that? I take them to the empty classrooms and show them my tits, then I show them a good time.”

Fuck, Kim Lip was definitely a whore, but somehow, that made this tryst even hotter.

Both you and Kim Lip tear at each other’s clothing—you nearly rip open Kim Lip’s skirt when she’s undoing your pants, and both of you strip naked almost instantly. Kim Lip locks the door to the Council room, while you close the the windows facing the corridor. Both of you turn and move to the other, and she pulls you in for a torrid kiss when both of you meet in the middle. Both of you waste no time—one hand of hers is already stroking your hard cock, the other wrapped around you for stability. Similarly, both of your hands knead her ass—you grab at the supple flesh, massaging it between your fingers while both of you moan into the sloppy kiss. You don’t even break the kiss to lift Kim Lip up on the desk, and when you do break the kiss, a bridge of saliva falls to the depths below—a testament to how desperate the kiss was.

“Let’s not waste time, Vice-Prez. We’re not here to make love.” Kim Lip spreads her legs open, and then she parts her nether lips to show you the entrance to her dripping cunt. “Fuck my whore pussy, just like we agreed.”

Kim Lip is sopping wet—slick drips down her thighs with every word she utters, and you can see the stray droplets running down her leg. You follow your instincts—drop to your knees, lick the stray slick and its trail up her leg. The opposite motion has Kim Lip originally protesting, but when you lick along her slit and push your tongue slightly into the overflowing wetness within, then swipe over her clit, Kim Lip moans so loudly and wantonly that you rise to shut her up with a kiss. You push your tongue against hers, the transfer of her juices from your tongue to her mouth your intention all along. In your haze of lust, you knead Kim Lip’s right breast as you kiss her, little tweaks of her nipple drawing squeaks and whimpers out of her throat.

“Fuck, I taste good.” Kim Lip is breathless after your lustful display. “Enough. I said, fuck my whore pussy and fill me with your cum. Treat me like the whore I am. Empty your balls into me, breed me, put a baby in me. I don’t care. I need your cum in my pussy, my womb.”

The sinful moan Kim Lip releases when you plunge deep into her cunt mirrors the groan you release at the tight squeeze of her walls around your cock. You can’t help but hold Kim Lip in your embrace as you get used to the feel of her pussy wrapping your cock, and the Treasurer herself holds on to you, the grip of her nails and the scratches they leave evident of the pleasure she feels. Your body is her outlet and you don’t mind—you’re too far gone in your own pleasure to even feel much of the pain.

“Vice-Prez, please, fuck my whore hole, please!”

“Fuck!”

With how submissive Kim Lip is, you can’t help but feel the need to aggressively fuck her. With a loud grunt, you thrust your hips hard against Kim Lip, the force of it causing her to fall back onto the table. You drive your entire shaft deep into her, all the way to the hilt, and then you pull out until only the tip is left in her before slamming the full length of your cock back in her. Kim Lip almost screams at your hard thrusts, and you barely manage to make out her pleas through how hard you fuck her.

“Yes, yes, YES! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me just like that! Show me how you fuck, show me how good you are at sex! I need it, I need your cock, I need you to pound me! Show me the aggression Haseul showed you, use me like she used your cock!”

You’re consumed by your lust for her, her earlier words about herself being a whore, her commands for you to fuck her slutty pussy full of cum and to put a baby in her tummy all at the forefront of your mind. All you can think about is the writhing body of the school slut underneath you, every thrust of yours rocking her entire world. Kim Lip’s entire body shakes with how much force you put into each thrust, and you harshly grab one of her jiggling breasts to knead it, to tease her nipple more.