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The rain outside carried on, as class 1-A of Yueii and Aizawa Sensei, their teacher, sat alert.

He had a gut feeling something was going to happen, and as an underground hero, his gut feelings were usually correct. Nothing had yet to happen, though, so he just in his sleeping bag, keeping an eye out.

His students were less vigilant, thinking it safe in their classroom. Kaminari Denki and Ashido Mina were joking with two others students, Sero Hanta and Kirishima Eijirou. Those four made up most of the self proclaimed “Baku Squad”.

The leader of aforementioned group, Bakugou Katsuki, was yelling at another student, Midoriya Izuku, also known as Deku.

Deku and Bakugou had been childhood friends turned rivals, and it sure as hell made for some nice drama.

“SHITTY DEKU! QUIT IT WITH YOUR MUMBLING!”

“S-sorry, Kaachan… It’s a habit…”

“Bakugou,” Another student, Todoroki Shoto spoke. “Quit picking on Midoriya.”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME, HALF-AND-HALF?!”

“That’s enough! It goes against school policy-”

“Iida! Just let them be.” Said Uraraka Ochaco, placing a soothing hand on her friend.

The boy, Iida Tenya just sighed, giving up, and sat down.

Midoriya, Uraraka, Iida, and Todoroki all made up what was nicknamed the “Deku Squad”, all being close friends.

In the world of superpowers called quirks, chaos ran rampant, especially in a school for future heroes, so when a select few students and their teacher disappeared, the class could say they reacted fairly well, even when two new faces popped up in the absence.

One of the people, a boy, was familiar. Shinsou Hitoshi of class 1-C. He stumbled and fell as he appeared, and looked around wildly at his new setting.

The other, a girl just smiled, and addressed the class, plus one.

“Hello, class 1-A of the hero course!” Everyone froze, not knowing whether to fight, or run, or if this was just a test set by the teachers. “My name is Watoga Ash, and I’m here to have sum fun! I hope you all will be cooperative, and enjoy our day together! None of the teachers will be able to enter, and none of you will be able to leave.

“You see, I come from a universe where all of you are… Well, I won’t tell you everything. But just know I am omnipotent, and nothing you do will help you.”

This is the moment the class finally got the idea. Okay, villain, and Kirishima and Bakugou rushed her.

“DIE!” Bakugou yelled, but him and Kirishima just went through her.

“Looks like out first pair is chosen. KiriBaku, give us a show!”

As both boys collapsed, heaving and panting on the ground, pupils dilating and a blush spreading across their faces, the room started to change. The desks disappeared, and all the students were forced against a wall to watch the scene as it played out.

Bakugou let out a groan as he stood up and walked towards Kirishima. The whole class watched in anticipation to see what would happen next.

“Shitty… Eij. I wanna… I can’t… I…”

Kirishima was in a similar state, as Bakugou sat in front of him.

Kirishima sat up and crawled, closing the distance between them and climbing into Bakugou’s lap.

The whole class exploded as soon as their lips touched each others, and they started a heated makeout session.

“What the Hell!”

“This is highly inappropriate!”

“What is this, Kero!”

“Bro! Are you okay!”

“What are you doing?”

“Stop it, Villain! This is inhumane!”

The girl just ignored it, as she brought a finger to her lips, making the shh sign. 1-A’s jaws all smacked shut, not letting out a sound, despite their fight and protest.

Bakugou moaned as they continued to fight for dominance, squeezing and groping each other.

They broke only for a split second to take off their button ups and jackets, along with their ties. You could see the bulges starting to form in both boys pants, and the sweat starting to glisten on their now bare chests.

Kirishima started kissing down Bakugou’s neck, leaving small bruising hickies in his wake, and bite marks from his small teeth.

Bakugou grabbed onto Kirishima’s hair and pulled when Kirishima took a rock hard nipple into his mouth and sucked, making Kirishima scream out with pleasure.

“Babe!” He cried out, as Bakugou pulled his hair again.

Bakugou growled and shoved Kirishima down, then going to work on his buckle. After he got Kirishima’s pants and underwear off, his bulging erection sprung to life, and Kirishima gasped as the cool air hit it.

The explosive blonde growled, staring at it as if he was a dying man, and it was a stake, before he leaned down and sucked.

Kirishima let out a long wail, and gripped Bakugou by the hair.

After a few minutes of this, both boys got impatient, and removed the rest of the blondes clothes.

“Baby… Please! I need you!”

“Eij!”

Hmmm… Ash thought, this won’t go far without lubricant. She quickly conjured some, and tossed it to Bakugou, who caught it.

“Eij. Do you want me to…?”

“No, Bro, I’ll do it this time. Hurry, though! I wanna feel you!”

He wasted no time, efficiently lubing up a few fingers before he began to stretch the red head out.

It didn’t take long before he began hitting Kirishima’s prostate, making both boys impatient.

After the third finger felt comfortable, Kirishima shouted.

“Ka-Katsu! Hurry up! I’m ready, please babe! I need you…”

Bakugou blushed before smiling. He lubed up his dick, before pounding into the redhead.

“Such a fucking slut! Are you a slut?! Is this what you wanted!?”

“Yes! Yes! OH, GOD!” Kirishima screamed.

The forgotten class was bright red at this point. Some looking away, some in tears, some really horny, and some a combination of the aforementioned.

Bakugou lifted Kirishima up and onto his lap, helping him ride his dick to completion.

Soon enough Kirishima was ready to explode. “I’m close! I’m close! Babe!”

“Me too!” Bakugou grabbed Kirishima’s dick and started to jerk harshly.

Kirishima came, and tightened up around Bakugou, setting the blonde off, cumming too.

After both boys were spent, Kirishima collapsed onto Bakugou, dick still in his ass.

“Well, that was quite a show!” Both boys seemed to come back to themselves, jerking away from each other wide eyed and going pale.

“Now that I think you all have an understanding as to what’s about to happen, who’s next?”

The class, now able to speak, exploded into chaos.

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“Oh Hell no!”

“Somebody help us!”

“Get us out of here!”

“Kirishima! Bakugou!”

“Who will the next pair be…” Ash pulled out a list and spoke under her breath, “KiriBaku, done… Oh! ShinKami!”

Both Shinsou and Kaminari paled, recognising the ship name as a combination of their names.

“Why me?!” Shinsou yelled. “I’m not even in class 1-A!”

He was desperate, but Ash just brushed him off. “You’re an honorary member. Plus, I sent Ashido Mina, Kouda Kouji and Mineta Minoru away, along with your teacher.”

Ash ushered a silent and wide eyed Kirishima and Bakugou to the wall with the rest of the class. As they were most likely in shock, they just walked over without making a fuss. 

After they were back in place, she tapped Shinsou and Kaminari’s foreheads, and let them both crawl to the middle of the room.

They were showing the same symptoms Kirishima and Bakugou had shown, but to a different degree. Shinsou’s face wasn’t as blushed, but he was sweating buckets. Kaminari’s face was almost as red as Kirishima’s hair, and both boys pupils were incredibly dilated, to the point their eyes looked black instead of purple and yellow.

“Feel… So hot…” Kaminari moaned out.

Shinsou climbed on top of Kaminari, boxing him in with his own body as he squirmed and writhed. “Calm down, Princess. I’ll make it all better soon enough…”

“ Please!” Was his only response.

Very slowly, Shinsou slid off Kaminari’s shirt, not bothering with kissing, but leaving as many hickies as he could. Kaminari moaned loudly when Shinsou found one of his sweet spots, and in response, Shinsou bit down. Hard .

Kaminari cried with pleasure, and wrapped his arms around Shinsou.

“No, no…” Shinsou said, his voice low and husky with uncontained lust. He grabbed Kaminari by his wrists and pinned both of his arms above his head using only one hand.

With the other, he gently trailed it down, pinching a nipple. Kaminari arched, trying to get more. He struggled in Shinsou’s hold, so he could touch himself to relieve the pressure of his straining erection, currently trapped in his school uniform pants.

When Shinsou noticed this, he growled, wanting all the clothes gone as soon as possible. He made quick work of the rest of their uniforms, and started exploring the rest of Kaminari’s body.

Kaminari sobbed with pleasure as Shinsou’s unoccupied hand ran over his navel, but whined when it avoided his cock entirely.

“Be patient, Princess…” Shinsou comforted the young hero in training. “I’ll make you feel so good.”

He reached for the opened bottle of lube, left from the previous two boys, and hooked Kaminari’s legs onto his shoulders so he could stretch the boy easier.

He gently slipped one finger into the boy, who tightened up uncomfortably. This did not dissuade either boy, though, as Kaminari did his best to relax, and Shinsou worked steadily as he stretched him.

As he worked another finger in, it brushed over a spot that made him scream out in pleasure, begging for Shinsou to Hit that spot again!

Perfect. The insomniac thought. There it is.

He set forth a pace almost brutal, hitting that spot almost every time. When he took his hand away to add a third finger, Kaminari whined at the loss, before quickly being filled back up.

It didn’t take long for both boys to believe he was ready, so Shinsou again pulled his fingers out, letting go of Kaminari’s hands to lube himself up. “Keep your arms in place.”

He generously lubed himself, before lining up his cock with Kaminari’s hole.

Both boys moaned as he slowly pushed in and bottomed out, waiting a moment to let the blonde adjust.

“I’m ready!” Kaminari told Shinsou impatiently.

Shinsou smirked and set a hard, fast pace, hands gripping onto Kaminari’s hips.

On reflex, Kaminaris own arms flailed up to grab onto purchase. Shinsou practically purred when he saw this, and said. “Princess, I had one rule, and you just broke it. ”

He gabbed the boy, pulling out and flipped him over, so his stomach was against the ground. He then grabbed Kaminari’s wrists before pinning them again, this time behind his back.

He slowed the pace, leaving Kaminari desperate. “P-please! Faster! Please!”

Shinsou’s eyes went dark, and immediately picked up the pace. “Okay, but you can come on nothing but my cock!”

Kaminari just sobbed, happy that that irritating pace was gone, not yet worried. His mistake.

As a minute turned into two, and two turned into four, and four turned into twenty, both boys had still yet to come.

Shinsou wasn’t erratic as Kaminari, trained religiously in stamina by his mentor, Aizawa.

Kaminari was about to turn purple, and was so hard it looked like it hurt. He was sobbing uncontrollably, and incoherently begging.

Finally Kaminari was close. He met with Shinsou in time to get that extra friction, and silent screamed in relief when his orgasm came.

He exploded all over himself and the floor, making a bigger mess then there already was previously.

Instead of over stimulating him, Shinsou pulled out, before turning Kaminari right side up.

“Suck.” He told the blonde, who instantly obeyed. He first gave little kitten licks, before sucking on the head a bit. “While this feels nice and all, Princess, I’m almost done. Skip the foreplay, and suck. ” 

He grabbed the blonde, and forced him to deepthroat, jaw dropping in awe as he discovered some useful information. 

He doesn’t have a gag reflex…  

Kaminari got the gist, and bobbed his head up and down, creating a vacuum with his mouth. 

Shinsou started helping, practically fucking his throat, before pulling out. He jerked himself off until he spent himself. All over Kaminari’s face . His come covered Kaminari, who just sat there panting as spurt after spurt hit him.

“Lick it off .”

And again, Kaminari obeyed.

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“Well, looks like they had fun!”

Kaminari immediately started panicking and gagging, trying to get the cum to come back up, disgusted with his own actions.

Shinsou was beat red, unbelieving of his actions, in front of class 1-A as well!

“Kaminari…” He started to say, “A-are you okay?” Kaminari again answered with tears, but for a different reason this time.

“Of course I’m not okay! I just lost my fucking virginity in front of all of my friends! Oh god…”

Instead of ushering the two back to the wall with the others like she did with Kirishima and Bakugou, she gave the class and Shinsou a moment to talk.

“I’ll give you five minutes to recover.” She said, a wicked glint in her eye.

“R-recover!? For what!?” Shinsou cried out.

“Well, next on the list is KamiSero. Kaminari, aren’t you lucky! You get to go twice in a row!” Her eyes were wide, and her faced blushed as she cackled like a madwoman.

God, this woman is sadistic!

“N-No!” Kaminari sobbed. “I can’t- I can’t! I already did it!”

“You can and you will, darling. Don’t be ashamed though, you’re not the only one who’ll have to go twice!”

Kaminari turned to face his peers, tears streaming down his face, a desperate glint in his eyes.

He locked eyes with every classmate, some of whom were shedding tears of their own for the poor boy, every one but Shinsou Hitoshi.

Shinsou was just staring at the floor in shock of what he had done. He had just pinned another person to the floor and fucked them. Is this how it felt to be under his quirk? Did others feel this same empty hole in his chest that he did when they came out of it? Was this why they thought he was a villain?

Kaminari saw the struggle going on inside his head as he went to lock eyes with him, and decided to be strong. I’m a hero in training goddammit! I’m supposed to be strong for others when they can’t be strong for themselves! What would the heroes say if they saw me now?

“H-hey, Shinsou. It’s not y-your fault, an-any of it. Just stay calm and we can all get through this! This goes for all of you!”

The crying students wiped the tears from their eyes. Kirishima and Bakugou looked up, and you could see the fire in their eyes again.

“Thank you.” Was all Shinsou said, raising his head and meeting Kaminari’s eyes. “Thank you.”

The moment was ruined though when their captor spoke again. “Well, that was nice and all, but I believe Kaminari’s 5 minutes are over. Shinsou, if you could please make your way to the rest of the-”

“No!” She was cut off. Shinsou stood in front of Kaminari, arms spread out to protect him. “I will not let you hurt him again!”

The girl in question just sighed. “Well, this is the hero course after all. I was expecting some resistance. Oh well…”

She waved her hand and Shinsou went flying into the wall, hitting it hard. She glared as she continued.

“I warned you.”

And so she leisurely strode towards the electric blonde before tapping him on the head before making her way to Sero and repeating the process.

“Go put on another show for us all, would ‘ya?”

Sero slowly walked up to Kaminari before grabbing him by the collar and kissing him slowly.

“I… I wanna try something, that cool with you dude?”

“Yea- yes… Yes!”

“Good.” Sero smirked, moving quickly tearing his own clothes off and pinning Kaminari against a wall. The same wall as the other students.

Kaminari was side by side with Yaomomo, who flinched at the noise Kaminari’s back made as it collided with the wall. Sero grabbed him by his ass and lifted him higher until his ass was level with Sero’s dick.

“Wrap your legs around my waist, and raise your arms up together.” When Kaminari shakily did as he was told, Sero used his tape to stick his arms to the wall. The only thing holding the smaller boy up was Sero.

Kaminari, along with the other students who had been previously brainwashed had not been given time to put their clothes back on, so all Sero had to do was use his tape to grab the lube.

“You ready?” The tape boy asked seriously, resulting in a smile from Kaminari.

“As ready as I’ll ever be…”

Because Kaminari was already stretched from his round with Shinsou, Sero just lubed himself up before pushing in.

Kaminari’s arms strained as he leaned forward, taking Sero’s mouth into another kiss. Sero obliged this as he kept pushing in until bottoming out completely, stopping to take a breath and check on Kaminari.

“How… How does it feel? Describe it to me.”

“It… It feels like I’m full and… And I can feel you everywhere… It’s amazing. So good! Feels so good! Please, move!”

Kaminari leaned his head against Sero’s shoulder as he shallowly started to thrust, setting a deep, loving pace.

Some of the classmates looked away, not wanting to witness what looked as if ‘twas a highly intimate moment.

“S-Sero… So good!”

“You too! Feels like you’re sucking me in! So tight… So hot!” He said, gradually getting louder and increasing the pace.

Sero gripped harder onto Kaminari’s ass, and spread it wider. Each thrust was hitting Kaminari’s prostate, and his cock was weeping with pre-cum.

Soon enough, both boys were desperate for release, especially Sero, who wasn’t as spent as Kaminari.

“I-I’m about to cum! Can I… Can I cum in you?” Sero asked, speeding up, making Kaminari moan out his answer.

“Yes! Oh god, yes! Sero, please! Touch me!” Quickly, Sero switched his hold on Kaminari from two hands to one, using the other to grasp the poor boy's leaking cock.

Sero jerked it in time with thrusts, but he wasn’t sure he would last much longer.

After a few more thrusts, Sero let go and released inside his fellow hero course student/Baku Squad member.

Kaminari came too when he felt the rush of warm ejaculte inside him, releasing all over the two boys.

They were panting, leaning against each other when Sero reached up and removed the boy from the wall.

Kaminari then sent an apologetic look to Yaomomo, who was right next to the two and had also got some fluids on her. She was bright red and intently looking anywhere but the two boys who were less than a foot away with her.

“Well, at least you didn’t start screaming and yelling this time!” Ash interrupted.

Kaminari just sighed and closed his eyes, exhausted.

“Are you done yet?” He asked, his voice low, his breath laboured and his mind thoroughly exhausted.

“Not quite. Next is…”

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“Next is MomoJirou! Oh! Looks like we have two of my fellow ladies in this one!”

Yaoyorozu and Jirou both went red, brows furrowed. Yaoyorozu didn’t even know how lesbian sex worked, having been raised in a strict upperclass environment.

Both girls cringed away when Ash approached them, trying to prolong the inevitable. Jirou even tried to bite her when she came close, but Ash easily avoided the girl’s teeth.

All in all, the girls combined efforts only bought them about five seconds of time before falling under the strange effects of… whatever Ash was doing.

Let’s just say Midoriya Izuku was racking his brain trying to figure out what the woman’s quirk was.

Anyway, Yaoyorozu’s face was blushed as Jirou looked towards her.

“Kyouka… I want you, but I don’t know how-”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you. C’mere.” Jirou interrupted with her sultry voice. Embarrassed, Yaoyorozu quickly followed the order, scurrying towards Jirou.

Once both girls were on their knees facing each other, Jirou leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on Yaoyorozu’s lips.

Yaoyorozu tasted like tea, and her luscious lips were as soft as velvet. Jirou wasn’t sure whether to be embarrassed or really turned on. She settled for both as her blush deepened.

They shared multiple small kisses, before Yaoyorozu slowly climbed on top of Jirou, licking her bottom lip to ask for entrance.

Jirou parted her lips, and suckled on Yaoyorozu’s tongue, making the long haired girl moan.

They continued like that for a while, slowly stripping off each other’s clothes until they were both left in just their bras and underwear.

Yaoyorozu bit Jirou’s lower lip, making the girl gasp. The noise went right down to Yaoyorozu’s privates, soaking her panties and showing a clear wet spot.

Jirou broke the kiss, leaving butterfly kisses up Yaoyorozu’s jaw and to her ear. She bit on the lobe, before sucking to sooth the irritated red skin.

She grabbed Yaoyorozu’s hands to guide her to Jirou’s breasts, and helped by slipping out of the sports bra she was wearing. Jirou’s breasts aren't as big as Yaoyorozu’s, but her mouth still watered at the sight. The taller girl hesitantly cupped them, before lightly trailing her hands to the sensitive nipples.

“Yaomomo!” Jirou gasped, hands going up to grasp her hair. Jirou got frustrated with the up-do, though, so she pulled it out, sending Yaoyorozu’s hair out and across her back and shoulders, tickling the sensitive girl.

“O-okay. I want to try something. Can you turn around so my face is level to… You know…” Jirou blushed, not being able to formulate her thoughts into words and getting embarrassed.

Yaoyorozu did as she was told and faced down towards Jirou’s wet pussy, creating what people call the 69 position.

“I-is this good?” Yaoyorozu asked hesitantly.

“Perfect.” Jirou sed distractedly, eyes filled with lust at the sight of Yaoyorozu’s sloppy wet panties. “Help me get my underwear off, I’ll do yours.”

She grabbed the garment from where it hugged Yaoyorozu’s hips, not sparing a second. She wanted to taste the Recommended girl now.

Only after both girls’ underwear was off, did Jirou speak again.

“Just copy what I do, and do to me what you think would feel good on yourself.”

Jirou slowly licked a stripe up Yaoyorozu’s wet cunt, dipping her tongue in between the lips to lap up her sweet juices. Yaoyorozu moaned with pleasure, eyes falling shut, before delving into Jirou’s pussy with just as much passion.

Yaoyorozu took Jirou’s advice, thinking about what feels good on her, and taking note of Jirou’s reactions to each move.

She gripped the smaller girl’s thighs, before gently pushing them further apart, giving herself more room. Her hair fell around her tilted head, and gently brushed Jirou’s thighs, making the smaller girl quake with excitement, and her pussy to get even more wet.

Jirou moaned as Yaoyorozu lapped at her clit, causing her to blow air on Yaoyorozu’s own.

“Kyouka!” Yaoyorozu yelled in surprise, as Jirou’s tongue fucked inside, steadily pushing in and out.

She moaned out a response, and kept working, trying to get the girl closer to climax.

Yaoyorozu was inexperienced, but she was a fast learner, and had incredible control with her mouth. Yaoyorozu tried doing what Jirou did, and slowly pushed her own tongue in deeper.

As she went deeper with her tongue, Yaoyorozu thought back to the few times she touched herself. She remembered there was this one spot that made her quake with pleasure whenever it was brushed even the slightest. She curled her tongue, trying to find Jirou’s G-Spot.

When she finally brushed that spot, Jirou practically screamed in surprise.

“Yaomomo!” Jirou’s scream vibrated against Yaoyorozu’s clit, leaving her in a similar state.

“K-Kyouka, just a b-bit more! I’m close!”

“Me too!” Jirou replied.

Both girls worked just a bit quicker, harder, enthusiastic.

Finally, Jirou’s efforts paid off, and Yaoyorozu ejaculated, Jirou falling apart quickly behind her.

After Jirou too had her orgasm, Yaoyorozu rolled off the pixie-haired girl and closed her eyes.

Both were out of breath, panting and sweaty. Yaoyorozu saw this and used her quirk to quickly create two handkerchiefs, handing one to Jirou before cleaning herself off.

“I don’t know what to say except dayum! That was… Quite the show. Now I’m pretty sure we’re all horny.” We all know who said that. “Good thing I sent that purple grape fucker away. I fucking hate him, and it would be disgusting to have him here.”

“I get that, kero, but why’d you send the others away?” The frog-quirked girl, Asui Tsuyu, call me Tsu, asked.

“Well, this is all about ships. I didn’t want to bring another pro here, along with Eraserhead, and I’m not sure who I would want to ship Ms. Ashido with. Maybe Hado… But then I’d have to bring in the rest of the big three… Well, maybe in the future I might, we’ll have to see though. And as for Kouda, I don’t really think he’d have as much fun as you all will!”

“Why are you doing this!?” Uraraka asked, close to tears. “Why us!?”

“Why do you think? Because it’s fun.” Shivers ran down the students, fear spiking. “Now, I think it’s time we usher our next pair!”

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“Our fifth set of fucking friends is… Iida and Aoyama! Oh well, the MomoJirou was fun while it lasted… Girls, if you would, please see yourselves back to your spots.”

Jirou helped support Yaoyorozu back to her spot, proceeding to let her lay her head in Jirou’s lap, using her as a pillow.

Iida, ever the perfect class representative, addressed his fellow students. “I apologize in advance for whatever behavior I might exhibit, along with anything else that might happen!”

Ash, knowing what that ‘anything else’ was, just smirked before going up to Iida and Aoyama respectively before allowing the lust to take a hold of them.

Aoyama grabbed Iida by the hair, before surprising everyone by speaking.

“Here are the rules, mon amie,” Aoyama’s voice was incredibly low, and deep. “I know you love those, don’t you?”

Iida looked up at him, eyes wide, and nodded.

Aoyama tugged his hair, growling. It wasn’t enough to hurt, but it was enough to surprise Iida. 

“When I ask a question, you answer! Oui ou non?”

“Y-yes, Sir!”

“Good boy.” He said, before getting softer, looking Iida in the eyes. “If this is too much, tell me, okay?”

“Yes, Sir!”

With this, Aoyama’s eyes gained back the harsh darkness.

“Now, you already know the first rule. Answer me when I ask a question. Facile . Now onto the second rule. Call me Sir or Sensei . Compris? ”

“Yes, Sensei!”

“Third rule: you tell me if you want to stop at anytime. Safeword is Erasure. Répéter.”

“E-erasure.”

“Louder.”

“ Erasure .”

“Louder!”

“ Erasure !”

Aoyama pat Iida’s head. “Good boy.”

“Thank you, Sensei!” Iida smiled. He was so happy, Aoya- Sir said he was a good boy!

“Thank me for real. Get on your knees.” He ordered, watching as Iida was quick to obey. Soon as the taller boy was settled, he told him to unzip his pants and get to work.

Iida hesitantly raised his hands from his lap, before Aoyama smacked them away.

 “ With your teeth. ”

Iida immediately opened his mouth, before trying to grip the zipper with his teeth to pull it down. He had to use his tongue for the buttons, and could feel Aoyama start to harden as he worked to free his length.

Once it was free, it sprang to half mass. Iida waited for his next instruction.

He didn’t have to wait long. “Suck.”

Iida hesitantly lowered his mouth down, before gagging and pulling away.

Aoyama gave no reaction, other than a slight nod to tell him to keep going.

Iida tried again, this time only taking a bit at a time, slowly being able to swallow the whole length. After a couple seconds, he pulled back, before repeating the process.

As his face was pressed into Aoyama’s navel, he could smell the muskiness of his fellow classmate. The boy had slight stubble, as if he had shaved a few days ago down there, and it was just beginning to grow back. It felt good, as Iida found himself getting lost in the process of pleasing the other boy.

Iida’s own length was aching in his trousers, hips sometimes bucking up in search for friction.

Abruptly, Aoyama pushed Iida’s head off, before telling him to get undressed.

The blonde stayed in his clothes, letting his now fully-erect cock hang out.

As Iida undressed, Aoyama smirked as he saw something special.

Iida had pierced nipples .

The right piercing was a simple ball closure ring, while the left nipple had a curved barbell with dangling chains. Each nipple was standing at attention, and Iida blushed as he saw where Aoyama’s eyes were.

Iida tried covering up his chest, before Aoyama addressed him, but it was already too late.

“Well, didn’t know you were hiding these, mon amie . Why didn’t you say something earlier, we could have had a lot more fun.”

Aoyama reached down to caress Iida’s face before tugging on the piercings, making Iida let out a stuttering moan.

Aoyama continued to play with the piercings and Iida’s nipples, rolling and pinching the buds before lightly caressing and rubbing them.

They were extremely sensitive, so the uptight boy let out a continuous stream of loud moans and gasps.

“I could probably make you come from this if I wanted to…” Aoyama said, almost to himself.

Iida’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and his wide open mouth was dripping with drool.

“Fuck yourself on your fingers.” Aoyama stopped Iida as he reached for the lube. “Use your spit. You’ve got enough of it to fill an ocean, merde sacrée …”

Iida did as he was told and sucked on his fingers, making sure they were thoroughly covered, before starting to stretch himself.

Slowly, he slid in one finger before steadily pushing it in and out of himself. He waited until he was ready before adding a second and continuing the process. 

All the while, Aoyama was still playing with his piercings. It was strange that the class rep. Of all people was the one to have them. He was usually so gung-ho about the rules, most students were tempted to check to see if he actually had a stick up his ass. Good to know it’s just his fingers.

A few minutes after Iida slipped the fourth finger in, Aoyama decided it was time. His length was still wet with spit from the blow job, and Iida was thoroughly stretched. He turned Iida onto his back, spreading his legs before taking a spot in between them.

“You know, piercings are against school rules… I’ll have to punish you for that.” 

“Y-yes, Sensei.”

“So you accept your punishment?”

“Yes, Sensei.”

Aoyama smirked, lining his tip up with Iida’s messy hole.

“ Bien.” And with that, Aoyama shoved in, setting a merciless pace. He braced himself with one arm above Iida’s shoulder, using the other to continue to play with the piercing. He used his mouth in place of his other hand, nibbling and sucking before using his tongue to gently massage it.

Both boys were practically in heaven, Iida’s virgin walls tight around Aoyama’s length, and Aoyama’s length continuously hitting Iida’s prostate. Aoyama kept a cool facade though, as he focused on the scene.

Maybe it was the nipple play, maybe it was the continuous pounding of his prostate, or maybe it was that Iida was a pent up, high school virgin, but he was quick to get to the edge, along with Aoyama who had already received a blow job.

“S-Sir, I’m going t-to cum!” Iida said, looking through wet eyes into Aoyama’s own orbs.

“Me too, Mon Amie , me too…”

“M-may I cum, Sensei?” Iida asked, practically yelling for permission.

“Y-yes! Cum!” And with permission, Iida sent spurts of sperm onto both boys.

His walls tightened around Aoyama, who only lasted a few more thrusts before emptying inside Iida.

“You did good, Mon Amie , very good…” Aoyama whispered into his ear, making Iida shiver as he came down from his high with Aoyama.

Surprisingly, it was Kirishima who interrupted the moment this time. The shock had worn off, and he was trying to brighten the mood.

“Iida! I had asked if it would be okay for me to get my brow pierced, yet you got nipple piercings!? What the hell, man?”

Iida turned bright red before looking up at his fellow classmates. 

“The-these are hidden under clothes and unnoticable! It is perfectly fine to have things like this when they aren’t seen to tarnish the good name of UA!”

“So I can get my di-” Kaminari began, before Iida cut him off.

“Kaminari! That would be highly inappropriate-”

“Yeah, so is having sex in the middle of the classroom, but you’re all doing it, aren’t you?” Ash interjected. It was funny, but she wanted to get on with it.

“We only have time for about one more pair before tomorrow, so who will it be…” She wondered aloud, before her eyes went wide, and she snapped her fingers as if she just solved world hunger. “It’ll have to be…”

Chapter Text

“Oh! I know how to roll as much fun into this as possible! ShinKiriKami!”

“B-but-” Kaminari stuttered. He was spent, having bottomed to both Shinsou and Sero already. He was tired, and sore. His wrists had minor bruising from being gripped, and his back was all red from being slammed into the wall. He had been leaning on Sero beside him, slowly dozing off before he heard his name.

He knew he would be bottoming again, to not one, but two people. Two of his best friends.

“I know you’re tired, sweety.” She said, walking up to him, holding his chin in her hand. “But now you’re tired and horny. Really… Really horny. And you need those two boys to make it all better, right?” You could slowly see as he fell under, his dick slowly getting hard.

“Y-yeah…”

She smirked, and said, “Good boy.”

As she walked over to the other two, quickly repeating the process, Kaminari made his way to the middle of the room, where all the fucking had previously gone down. He trailed his fingers down his body, before stopping at his hole, gently pushing in two fingers.

He started fucking himself on them, getting impatient. He needed something , or it was going to kill him.

Ash had been really taking her time with the other two boys, making sure they both watched the show as she slowly worked her magic.

Finally, Kirishima broke, and walked towards Kaminari.

“K-Kirishima!” Kaminari called when he was jerked out of his momentary relief. Kirishima had gently pulled away Kaminari’s hand, before adding his own two fingers. 

He could still feel the cum from Sero. He used it to lubricate the already mostly-stretched ass. He swished it around before using some to lube up his own weeping cock.

Finally, Ash finished taking her time on Shinsou, and let him walk over to where the other two boys were.

He grabbed Kirishima’s jaw and smashed into him with a harsh, smouldering kiss that Kirishima returned back.

During the kiss, Kirishima slowly entered Kaminari, causing the boy between them to moan and pant. “Faster!” and “Harder!” Were barely heard under mumbled breath.

“Shut up, Princess.” Shinsou muttered. He took into consideration the fact Kaminari didn’t have a gag reflex, before giving only a single word as warning. “Breathe.”

After a moment to let Kaminari suck in a quick breath, he plunged his aching cock deep into Kaminari’s throat, bottoming out in one go.

Both boys held still for a minute, giving Kaminari time to adjust to the delightful feeling of being full from both ends. After that time, though, there was no more mercy.

They ruthlessly pounded into him, Shinsou’s balls making audible slapping noises against the blond’s chin.

He garbled out muffled moans and whimpers, from all the overstimulation, sent into overdrive from his previous orgasms.

It was practically impossible to describe how Kaminari felt. The way he would later think to himself, was it felt like he was floating. His body was vibrating from the pleasure the other two boys brought him. He felt used, and he loved it.

Eventually they found a rhythm. As Kirishima thrusted in, Shinsou pulled out. Same goes the other way around, of course.

From Kaminari’s perspective, it seemed like they were trying to torment him with pleasure, but it was only really Shinsou who was mischievous enough to do that.

Kirishima was a bit gentler, kissing the top of Kaminari’s head and shoulders, and caressing his sides and hips, along with his sore back.

Shinsou was the other side to that coin. Being rough, and fast, making the blond dizzy with pleasure in a whole other way. Shinsou pulled his hair, and tugged at his abused nipples.

It was honest to god driving him crazy, having two complete and total opposites tag teaming him.

Kirishima gave an extra hard thrust into his prostate, causing Kaminari to let out a long, drawn out moan, muffled by Shinsou’s cock.

“C’mon, Princess. Suck a bit more… Almost there, Red. Fuck him harder.”

“O-okay,” Kirishima groaned out a response. “He clenches down on me when you- fuck! - pull his nipples.”

In fairness, Shinsou worked extra hard on pulling, pinching, and rubbing Kaminari’s nipples.

Kaminari whined at Kirishima, knowing he was the one to go to for more friction against his dick. Shinsou would just smirk and tell him to get off with his ass.

“Pweash!” His yell was muffled a bit from Shinsou.

Kirishima, being the pushover he is (in Shinsou’s opinion) reached his hand down and started pumping Kaminari’s cock, causing the poor boy to spasm and shake.

His orgasm did not follow long behind Kirishima’s hand. Kaminari clenched down as he came, his cum covering all three.

Following not long after Kaminari, was Kirishima. He hurried the pace, losing the carefully crafted rhythm with Shinsou as he chased his own orgasm, before spilling into Kaminari’s ass.

Soon enough, Shinsou was the last one left. Kaminari sucked and licked as Shinsou also sped up pace, him too chasing a quick approaching orgasm.

Only after all three boys lay panting on the ground, each one achieving orgasm, was everyone free to move away from the wall.

From a single look outside the window, they could tell it was later in the evening. Probably around 8.

Everyone was tired, hungry, and very dirty.

Some were covered in fluids, and everyone who had sex were naked as the day they were born, but had stopped caring a while ago.

“Well, we don’t want you all to be too exhausted, so I’ll leave for tonight to let you eat, talk, and rest. You won’t be able to leave this classroom, no matter what you try. Here’s some supplies.”

She waved her hand, and everything in the classroom disappeared, now filled with futons, a box of already prepared food, and a screened off shower and toilet in the corner.

“I’ll be back at 8 o’clock, be ready or don’t, I don’t care either way.” And with a wink, she disappeared in a flash of light, leaving the- frankly traumatized kids- alone by themselves.

Chapter Text

“I believe, as class representative, we should have a class discussion!” Iida said, after trying (and failing) to find some clothes.

Having taken pity, Yaoyorozu passed out night clothes to everyone. Those naked hurriedly slipped on the clothes, most thanking the dark haired girl.

“What’s there to talk about?” Sero mumbled. “Our class just watched us having sex, we’re trapped in our class without any adults, and the process is going to repeat tomorrow, likely until we have all gone at least once.”

“How about we see who all is here.” Midoriya mumbled.

“Great idea, Deku!” Uraraka replied. 

“It’s decided then! I shall take attendance! If I do not call your name, announce yourself at the end of role call!”

One by one, he went through each member of the class, pausing every time someone didn’t respond to make a mental note.

In the end, there were eighteen people in total. Ashido, Mineta, and Kouda were all missing, and Shinsou had appeared.

“So, why is this happening, especially with only certain people. She made a point to include us all, and-” Midoriya quickly started mumbling, only to be cut off by Bakugou.

“Oi, Nerd! No one can fucking understand you! Yeah, she meant us ‘cause she get’s her fucking rocks of on us!” He turned to the rest. “This is all this fucking is! A fucking psycho getting horny off forcing people to fuck!”

Everyone went silent, looking down. No one wanted to believe that they were going through all this for such a stupid reason, but deep down, they all knew it to be true.

It was a horrible, awful truth that made their guts turn. What kind of power did she have, to subdue a class full of future pro heroes? Why hasn’t anyone come to rescue them yet? Was she really this powerful, and if so, what were her plans?

She could not only make someone do something, but make them want to do it.

No one wanted to think of the implications.

“Okay, let’s think about this rationally. What would Aizawa do, kero? ” Asui asked.

“Well,” Yaoyorozu began. “He would probably start looking for a way out, and if that didn’t work, he would gather information.”

“Like what?” Kaminari asked. Everyone looked towards him. He had marks all around his neck, and they knew the had more on his chest, back and wrists. No one had bugged him when he had skipped grabbing food and just collapsed on a random futon in the corner. He hadn’t been able to fall asleep immediately, so he was listening to the conversation.

So far, he had had the most chances to gather information, being chosen three times.

Tokoyami hummed, speaking before the others. “Ask where she came from. Maybe about her plans, or how long she intends to do this.”

“I think that’s enough for tonight! Everyone should grab some food before heading for bed… It’s going to be a long day tomorrow…” Iida said, losing momentum by the end, and quieting down.

He was still embarrassed about how he acted in front of his peers. He was supposed to remain strong and unshakeable as class representative. In his eyes, he had failed in his duty, and he swore to himself he would do better in the future.

Kirishima and Bakugou still haven’t spoken to each other, the latter avoiding the red head. Bakugou (even though he won’t admit it) had felt a fair deal of respect and trust towards Kirishima, and considered him his best friend. He didn’t want to ruin it, like with Midoriya. He knew he needed to do better, and like Iida, he also made a promise to himself, that none of this would change anything.

Sero, on the other hand, felt bad not only for Kaminari, but also towards Yaoyorozu. She was right next to where he fucked Kaminari without a care for how it made her feel. After it happened, she too was covered in their fluids, and had heard every little sound. He noticed she was the first to use the screened off shower, and after she came out, he apologized to her.

“Look, Yaoyorozu…” He said to her, quietly as to not attract the attention of the others. “I’m so sorry for-”

“It’s okay,” She smiled at him, a kind look on her face. “I understand. It wasn’t your fault.”

And with that, she walked away, putting his mind at ease.

Yaoyorozu on other hand, was barely keeping it together. She had never thought of girls in that way, but now that it has happened, it’s all she can think about. She had loved the feeling of Jirou against her. She almost moaned at the memory of how she tasted, and felt ashamed at the slight heat that pooled in her belly. She’d think about it after the situation was over.

Jirou, on the other hand, was doing pretty okay compared to the others. She was used to crazy situations, and she’d deal with all of her repressed emotions when the time was right. It’d probably come back in the form of nightmares, or hit her all at once. Hmm… Maybe she should get that checked out.

Aoyama was getting his beauty sleep, and Kirishima was trying to distract the others. He knew he had to be okay for those who weren’t. If he wanted to live up to Crimson Riot and Fat Gum, he needed to act like it. He was going to be The Sturdy Hero: Red Riot, he had to live up to his name. He was going to be the rock for others to lean on.

Everyone was laying down, spread throughout the room. No one could say anything, but their thoughts were all racing.

Then someone asked, “Who do you think will be next?”

Chapter Text

The next day, everyone woke up early, used to waking up for school. Most took only seconds to realize Oh, it wasn’t a dream before picking themselves up.

There was breakfast left out for them, and Iida quickly woke the stragglers.

“Everyone eat. You… Might need the energy.”

He didn’t have to say it twice, as everyone piled on eggs, pancakes, bacon, and other foods onto their plates.

By the time they were finished, it was almost 8 o’clock. You could see their faces darkening, the idle chatter slowly disappearing, everyone looking like they were facing impending doom. And who knows? They just might.

Ash appeared in the same spot she left from. Aizawa’s spot, where his desk was supposed to be. Where Aizawa was supposed to be as he yelled at the BakuSquad being late, trying (and failing) to hide his worry towards his problem children. Was he even okay? Were the others okay? Were the students going to be okay?

“Why so glum?” Ash asked, chuckling at the doom-faced students. “We’re all here to have fun!”

“What do you want? What are you to gain from this?” Asked a forlorn Uraraka.

“What do I want? What am I to gain? Honey, don’t make this into a big deal,” She said, walking up to Uraraka, kissing her for a few seconds while the brown eyed girl stood shocked. “I just want to have fun before going home and leaving you all to your own devices. Nobody has to die, no permanent physical harm! So just enjoy it!”

She leaned in close again, before whispering into her ear. “You’re about to happily give your virginity away.”

Uraraka fell to her knees, a blush spreading. Her classmates, all except Iida were shoved back to the wall.

“W-wait!” Iida shouted as both girls walked towards him. Uraraka kissed him, and he too fell under and fell victim to lust.

Iida and Uraraka’s kiss was sweet, slow and gentle. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he held her delicate waist.

Their kiss looked like an embodiment of love, even if born out of lust. It wasn’t harsh or cruel or demanding, just soft and passionate.

After they parted, Uraraka slowly backed up, pulling Iida with her, before her feet hit a futon from the other night.

She pulled her night shirt up and over her head, before doing the same with Iida’s, slow and gentle.

“Tenya… I want to give myself to you…”

“Ura-”

“ Ochako .” She corrected. “Please call me Ochako.”

“Okay… Ochako. ” As she started slipping off her sleep pants, he did the same. None of the girls had bras, so she was left in just her panties from yesterday.

They were cute, low cut and baby pink, with a white little bow on the front. It suited her.

He was left in plain black briefs Yaoyorozu had given the boys who participated yesterday. Seeing this, Uraraka blushed. 

“I-I know I’m not your first, but…” She slowly slid off the panties, letting him guide her down onto the futon. “You’re mine, s-so please be gentle.”

He nodded, enraptured by the sight in front of him. She blushed and turned away as he looked her up and down. “I promise.”

Again, the students tried to look away, but found they couldn’t.

“Today,” Ash said, “I want you to watch .”

And so, they did. Midoriya, along with a few others, couldn’t help but notice it was the futon he had claimed that was going to be their consumption bed. It was kind of awkward if he thought about it, his two best friends having sex in his bed, so he tried not to.

As Iida slid off the briefs, Uraraka leaned up and kissed him again, taking control.

“This is going to hurt, so tell me if you need me to stop for a second.” He said, breaking the kiss.

She grabbed him, guiding his member into her wet hole.

Iida let out a stuttered gasp as the head popped in, and Uraraka cried out as her virginity was lost.

He stopped when Uraraka let out a whimper of pain, looking at her to see if she was okay.

Her eyes were clenched shut, mouth pulled into a grimace, and cheeks redder than ever.

“Keep going!” Uraraka shouts.

“But-”

“I said keep going! ” When he still hesitated, she wrapped her legs around him, and pulled, pulling him flush against her.

Iida moaned, his length throbbing in the velvety heat that is Uraraka’s hole. It felt like a kind, warm pillow was hugging him, nice and wet.

“Move.” Uraraka said, eyes filled with determination. 

She bit her lip as Iida gently pulled out, before thrusting back into her, brushing her g-spot. She’d never felt anything like it, seeing stars as she screamed in pleasure.

Iida kept thrusting, pleasuring both her and himself.

Eventually, Uraraka wasn’t satisfied with just that. She needed more. With one hand, she pinched and rubbed her nipple, and with the other, she played with her clit.

She had done this many times alone in her room, watching porn or thinking of certain celebrities, and sometimes classmates. She used to masturbate to the previous Ingenium and Midnight before she learned Iida was his brother, and Midnight was… Midnight.

It felt extra good as she rolled her nipple and clit in tandem, her tongue lolling out and eyes going cross. She was almost there!

Iida, too, was almost reaching orgasm. With the way Uraraka was clenching down on him, her juices leaking down onto her ass. The look on her face was really sexy, too.

Uraraka came, clenching down to the point it almost hurt, causing Iida to also release.

It wasn’t until they both calmed down did they reason Iida had came in Uraraka… Without a condom .

“No… No! ” Uraraka screamed. Iida just had a look of absolute dread on his face.

“Hmmm… This was unexpected. Didn’t know you both had it in you.” Ash said, smirking.

“Th-this is your fault!” Uraraka screamed at her.

“Not really,” She clarified. “I only give you the right push to who I want you to be with. Whatever you do during that time is all you . You chose not to use a condom, to give yourself to him .” Her expression was dark as the night sky, glaring at the brunet. 

She turned around and addressed the class. “I will give condoms if asked, but only if asked. I want to see what choices you will make.”

Her smirk returned, making the crazy expression on her face even scarier.

“ So make good ones.”

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“Wait! Uraraka!” Yaoyorozu called out. “Ask for plan B!”

“Yaomomo.” Uraraka cried, relieved. Yaoyorozu was referred to by some as the class mom, and at this very moment the brunet could understand why. She gave a smile, before wiping away tears, turning to Ash. “Can I have plan B?”

Ash pouted as she watched the exchange. “Well, since you asked, I guess I can’t go back on my word.”

Ash handed Uraraka the packaged pill, along with a glass of water. Uraraka only hesitated for a moment before accepting, if Ash wanted to kill or hurt her, she could have done that easily a hundred times over.

“Well, now that that’s over, let’s get on with the next pair. Iida, you don’t mind going again, do you?” Before Iida could answer, she continued, “Yaoyorozu, you can go as well. You seem to like butting in. And you had to sit and watch, listen but weren't able to touch when Kaminari and Sero went at it. You poor thing… So close, but so far…”

Yaoyorozu didn’t say anything, but blushed heavily at the implications.

If she was known as the class mom, Iida was known as the class dad. No one had even thought about those two getting together before, but they seemed like they would go well together now that some of the students thought about it.

Well, anyway… Ash did her weird sex-mojo, and Yaoyorozu approached Iida who was still on the stage . And again, ash sat back to watch.

It started off pretty normal, Yaoyorozu sinking to her knees. Softly sighing by Iida’s cock, but making no move to engage. He let her hot, steamy breath dance over the member, causing the spent length to twitch, slowly getting hard again.

After about a minute of that, Yaoyorozu went in with her mouth, taking the length about half way before gagging.

“You know, I never told anyone this, but... “ She paused to breathe on the wet member, before continuing again, staring up at a standing Iida. “I like to make toys. I practice on them, trying to see how deep into my throat I can take it, as I fuck myself on another one. Sometimes two…

“I guess I like the challenge.”

And with that, she forced the hard, aching cock past her gag reflex, taking it all in one go, moaning at the burn in her throat. She kept still for a bit, before bobbing her head, taking care to breathe through her nose.

That wasn’t enough though, so she used her quirk to make a few things, the first being a remote control vibrator, along with nipple clamps, a large purple suction-cup dildo, and a cock ring.

She pulled away from the whimpering boy with a wet pop, causing him to buck up.

“Yaoyorozu!” He called out, tears catching in his long, silky blue eyelashes. He wanted more, needed that hot, wet vacuum back. “Please…”

“You’ll just have to wait, Doll.” She said, before using the provided lube to slick up the remote control vibrator. Iida was already pretty loose, but she gently stretched him just to be cautious. 

After that was finished, though, she got the rest ready. First she slipped on the cock ring onto Iida’s member, then fastened on the nipple clamps onto her aching breasts, before finally sticking the gigantic purple dildo onto the floor.

She slowly sat on it, letting the burning stretch slowly ease, and the tip to gently brush her g-spot.

But she couldn’t leave Iida to fend for himself- that would be cruel! No, that was what the vibrator was for. After she was settled, she guided the pliant, moaning boy towards herself, before turning him onto all fours in front of her, and guiding the vibrator in.

Iida gasped, even though it wasn’t set to vibrate yet. Yaoyorozu wanted to surprise him with that.

Taking a closer look at the vibrator, it had ten settings- or levels of intensity. Ten was the highest, while one was the lowest.

Without alerting the blue haired boy, she slowly turned it up to eight, before turning it on.

The uninhibited, surprised scream of pleasure was worth it, in Yaoyorozu’s mind. She only kept it that high for a couple more seconds, before turning it down to two.

“W-what was that?” Iida asked when he gained his composure. He was shaking, body in mild shock from the surge of almost overwhelming pleasure.

“That was a vibrator, Doll. Do you like it?”

Iida couldn’t do much of anything except nod yes . It honestly felt like what could best be described as electricity.

Moaning, panting and grunting were the only noises made as Yaoyorozu rode the purple dildo, and fucked Iida with the vibrator, messing with the controls from time to time while simultaneously tugging and pulling on her own abused nipples with the same spontaneousness.

In her opinion, it was by far better doing this with someone else than being cooped up in her room by her lonesome. She was dripping, ready to cum in half the time it usually took.

But she knew once she’d came, Yaoyorozu would be too tired to do much for the blue haired boy.

Iida was fucking back against the vibrator, letting out little moans and whimpers that were music to the girls ears. Using her hand that was previously pulling and tugging on her abused nipples, she grabbed him by the hip, and pulled him closer. She kissed his neck from behind him, biting it harshly before giving it little kisses and licks to numb the pain, leaving a trail of hickies in her wake.

The same hand that was on Iida’s hip slowly snaked forward, before resting on his leaking member. She lightly drifted her hand up and down it, letting the her finger nails gently graze the cock, before taking it in a tight grip and pumping .

That apparently was all he needed, spilling all over her hand. Now that he had came, she took it as permission to follow his lead, squirting her juices all over the floor.

As the fog was clearing, Iida gently helped her off of the dildo, before removing the vibrator from himself. Both teens were thoroughly exhausted from the masturbatory session with the toys. They came hard and were both ready to collapse.

Ash quickly ushered them to the wall, where they collapsed in a heap before falling asleep.

Time for the next pairing.