The senior student in the student council

When I entered university, she was the contact person for our class's student union. At first, I didn't think she was particularly pretty, just that she had a good aura. Being a clueless freshman, I would intentionally or unintentionally pester her, and as a senior, she seemed to enjoy it. I don't want to say I'm a bit handsome, but this might be what she believed—she didn't dislike me. True to form, being a long-time "friend" (or "male friend"), I was always waiting to do something with her. At this rate, it might just be a consensual fling. Luckily, she already had a boyfriend, and my interest was only in casual sex. Such opportunities were rare, and it was hard to find a reason to be alone together. But perseverance pays off. Don't overthink it; it hasn't reached the point you're imagining yet, but it's coming soon. At the time, the second floor of our dorm building housed the offices of various student organizations. I saw her there (alone), and as usual, I flirted with her (I felt she was enjoying it, which is why I dared to be so brazen). I remember it clearly. She was wearing a very sexy tank top, and I could vaguely see her cleavage. If she weren't so sexy, I probably wouldn't have dared to do what I'm about to say. She was 161cm tall and probably weighed no more than 95kg. Later I found out that her breasts were much bigger than I had imagined, and they had an inexplicable attraction at first glance.
Teasing has always been my instinct, or you could say I cultivated it. I said with a lewd grin, "Sister, you're so pretty, I wish I could hug you." Actually, I had hugged her like this many times before (when I first entered university, there were often activities in the class, and we would play Truth or Dare together, which gave me opportunities to hug her). She probably thought I was just being cute, but she didn't realize that I had a growing lustful heart. But that night she wouldn't let me. A lecherous man won't give up easily, so I continued to act cute and beg her to hug me. As I spoke, I tested her reaction with my body. Everyone was laughing and joking, and I immediately hugged her, pretending to struggle. Hugging her normally in a proper way is never this enjoyable. I could quietly feel her breath and body temperature. Then, without thinking, I kissed her. She paused, and I thought she was angry, but then she kissed me back! Wasn't that blatant seduction?! I immediately closed the door, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her. It all went so smoothly; I was like a sleepwalker, kissing her as I undressed her. Finally, she started panting, and I seized the opportunity to remove her bra, teasing her clitoris with my fingers. She was already very wet, my hands were slippery. This made her moan even more loudly. Hearing her wanton cries, I pulled out my large penis and shoved it into her vagina. The club office wasn't big, and the soundproofing was terrible, but at that moment, neither of us thought about that.
Generally speaking, we had some emotional connection, so sex felt particularly good, not just a dull, physical act. Sometimes this made me mistakenly believe I had a somewhat noble understanding of sex. I'm still in contact with that senior, but we haven't done anything since then. We'd both be willing to meet up if we wanted to, but I can no longer find a reason to feel that spark. The memory, however, lingers in my mind.
[The End]

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