I, Who Acquired the Ability to Read Memories, Am Being Swallowed by Darkness - While I Should Be Protecting Beautiful Girls, I Am Being Drawn into Darkness Each Time I Use My Power, Yet for Some Reason, My Harem of Beautiful Girls Keeps Growing

Chapter 6: Endless Acts in a Room

“Fuu…”

I took a breath and looked at Sakurai-san, who was lying limp in front of me.

All the strength had drained from her body.

(She must have felt too good. Still, my phone is getting in the way. Come to think of it, I can use the objects in this room to activate my ability and save the videos. I’m such an idiot. I was too excited.)

I placed my phone on the desk and turned my attention to the shoulder massager.

“Next is this one.”

Saying that, I picked up the shoulder massager again.

“Umm… What do you intend to do?”

Sakurai-san, still unconscious, raised her voice faintly.

“I’ll rub it against your exposed clitoris. I’ll make you reach climax with this.”

“Ehh! I’ve already come, it’s impossible…”

Sakurai-san raised her voice in refusal.

But I had no intention of stopping.

I pressed the shoulder massager against her exposed clitoris.

Sakurai-san’s body twitched with a start.

“Hyaa!”

Her body twitched again.

I set the shoulder massager to maximum strength and pressed it against her clitoris.

The vibrations transmitted, and her clitoris trembled slightly.

“Aaah! Stop it!”

Sakurai-san resisted desperately, but it didn’t stop.

The vibrations, repeated over and over again, made her clitoris continue to spasm.

“Aaah! I’m cumming… I’m gonna cum…”

Sakurai-san stiffened her entire body, letting out a loud voice.

She convulsed, her body twitching, and her strength drained away.

“Hehe, does it feel good?”

I asked with a smirk.

Sakurai-san said nothing.

Instead, she gushed out a large amount of female ejaculate.

“Aaaahhhh!”

Sakurai-san’s body shook and convulsed, letting out a scream.

Still, the shoulder massager continued to vibrate relentlessly.

“No, no, no…”

Her cries echoed throughout the room.

But it didn’t stop.

Bishashasha

The sound of an intense female ejaculation echoed.

Sakurai-san’s vagina continued to spurt out love juices without stopping.

(Wow… she looks like she’s feeling really good.)

I couldn’t help but smile.

The heat emanating from her body filled the room.

“Hyaaaaaa!”

Sakurai-san let out another loud voice, stiffening her entire body.

She convulsed, her body twitching, and her strength drained away.

(Ah, it was amazing.)

I took a breath.

I stopped the shoulder massager.

“Haa… Haa…”

Sakurai-san was still trying to catch her breath.

I used my ability on the shoulder massager to save the video.

I approached her and showed her the video saved on my phone.

“Take a look, Sakurai-san’s climax scene.”

Sakurai-san, who was watching the video she had taken herself, also blushed.

“Please… stop…”

I gently pushed away her hand as she tried to delete it.

I continued with a smirk.

“This is a memento. I’ll keep it safe.”

I showed her the screen of my phone.

Sakurai-san said nothing, just bowed her head.

I stared at Sakurai-san’s soaking wet pussy.

“What’s wrong? Is there something on my body?”

Sakurai-san looked at her body with a puzzled expression.

I replied with a smile.

“Sakurai-san’s clitoris is quite large, isn’t it?”

Sakurai-san’s body twitched with a start at the words that fell.

I continued with a smile.

“It’s about the size of a pinky, but it’s so big for the chaste and perfect student council president’s clitoris. You must have played with it a lot, huh?”

Sakurai-san showed a surprised expression.

“How often do you masturbate?”

“Ehh… I can’t tell you that.”

“I have the ability to see the past memories of an object by touching it. If I touch this shoulder massager, I’ll know everything. Don’t lie, okay?”

“Umm… I see…”

Sakurai-san was shocked.

“Come on, tell me honestly. How often do you masturbate?”

“Ehh… I… I…”

Ignoring the hesitant Sakurai-san, I continued to ask the question.

“How many times a month? How many times a week? How many times a day?”

“It’s a secret…”

“Come on, don’t keep it a secret. I want to know how much you like to masturbate.”

“Uuu…”

Sakurai-san bit her lip in frustration.

“If you tell me, I’ll keep it a secret from everyone that the student council president has an erotic clitoris.”

With a gentle whisper, Sakurai-san decided to speak.

“Three times a week, maybe.”

“Hmm, three times, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“So, is that true?”

“Umm…”

Sakurai-san fell silent again.

“If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll send the video of you reaching climax over and over again to everyone in the class.”

“Hii? Please, don’t do that!”

Sakurai-san clung to me desperately.

“It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone about the number of times either. Come on, confess.”

“Every day…”

Sakurai-san confessed in a voice that was about to disappear.

“I see. How many times a day?”

“Twice… in the morning and at night…”

“You do it twice a day. What do you imagine when you masturbate?”

I played the video.

The image that flowed was of Sakurai-san spreading her vagina herself.

And when the camera zoomed in, the clitoris the size of a pinky was captured.

“Hyaaaaaa!”

Sakurai-san raised her voice in surprise.

I continued with a smirk.

“What’s it like? Tell me.”

“I… imagine being forced to be raped by a dirty old man I don’t know in a public toilet, being raped by Gento-sensei, whom I hate, in the student council room, and being forced to be cunnilingus by a strong man…”

“Hmm, you’re a perverted student council president, huh?”

“I’m sorry… I might be a pervert… Please don’t tell anyone…”

“It’s okay, I’ll keep it a secret. Well, let’s begin.”

I got on the bed and spread Sakurai-san’s legs.

“Hya! What do you intend to do?!”

“What do you mean? It’s weird, right? After cumming so much, you want to be fucked, don’t you?”

“Umm… I…”

Sakurai-san stumbled over her words.

Indeed, I had relentlessly attacked Sakurai-san’s clitoris.

I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Sakurai-san’s body convulsing from the vibrations of the shoulder massager.

“But we’re not even dating yet!”

“Huh? That’s why I’m saying let’s date.”