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Below is the calendar of prompts/characters. Some are short, and some are long! Each story is completely independent of the others. Each story will be posted on the day it is listed below.

Oct. 1
Group Masturbation/Bukkake
Yaoyorozu, Kaminari, Kirishima, Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya

Oct. 2
Coming Untouched/Phone Sex
Ashido, Jiro

Oct. 3
MFM Bi Threesome
Bakugo, Uraraka, Kirishima

Oct. 4
Voyeurism
Hagakure, Bakugo, Midoriya

Oct. 5
Finger Sucking/Footjob
Yoarashi, Todoroki

Oct. 6
Outdoor Sex
Vlad King, Midnight

Oct. 7
Blindfold
Hagakure, Ojiro

Oct. 8
Webcam
Kirishima, Bakugo

Oct. 9
Pegging
Kendo, Monoma

Oct. 10
Oral Sex
Yaoyorozu, Todoroki

Oct. 11
Somnophilia
Kirishima, Bakugo

Oct. 12
Power Imbalance/Forced Orgasm
Shinso, Jiro

Oct. 13
Medical Play
Nejire, Mirio, Amajiki

Oct. 14
Gagging
Bakugo, Monoma

Oct. 15
Sex Pollen
Midoriya, Kirishima, Ida, Asui, Uraraka, Bakugo

Oct. 16
Remote Control
Midoriya, Hatsume

Oct. 17
Service Kink
Bakugo, Kirishima

Oct. 18
Size Queen/Cuckold
Uraraka, Bakugo, Midoriya

Oct. 19
Creampie
Nejire, Mirio

Oct. 20
Dubcon
Midoriya, Bakugo

Oct. 21
Edging
Yaoyorozu, Ida

Oct. 22
Quiet Sex
Bakugo, Midoriya

Oct. 23
Praise Kink
Uraraka, Toga

Oct. 24
Anal Sex
Ojiro, Hagakure

Oct. 25
Massage Happy Ending
Ashido, Ida

Oct. 26
Sex Robot
Hatsume, Midoriya, Uraraka

Oct. 27
Gangbang
Kirishima, Kaminari, Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya

Oct. 28
Accidental Orgasm
Kaminari, Asui

Oct. 29
Body Worship
Uraraka, Shoji

Oct. 30
Breeding
Nejire, Mirio

Oct. 31
Caught Fucking
Hawks, Endeavor, Rumi, Rock Lock

Chapter Text

“Kaminari, Kirishima, Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya… You’ve been summoned here today to help me with a special mission.” Yaoyorozu started.

“We’ll do our best! What is the mission, Yaoyorozu-san?” Midoriya asked helpfully.

“Thank you for your assistance. You will all be helping me with some research. I need you to masturbate and then take a survey.” Yaoyorozu stated flatly.

The guys exchanged quick glances and then turned their attention back to Yaoyorozu.

Kaminari raised his hand and waited for Yaoyorozu to call on him.

“Yes, Kaminari?

“Are we having sex with you, Yaoyorozu-san?”

“No, Kaminari. The five of you will be the only ones touching your penises.”

Kaminari’s head drooped in exaggerated depression.

“I am assisting in a research effort on the feelings of pleasure and relaxation that heroes experience from masturbation as opposed to other free and relaxing activities. Because of our responsibilities as heroes, we are oftentimes physically, mentally, and emotionally stressed. What better group to test on?”

“So we’re going to jerk off and take a survey?” Kirishima laughed. “Why can’t all our missions be this easy?”

Midoriya looked like a deer in the headlights. Clearly not comfortable with the thought of this.

Yaoyorozu cleared her throat and blushed a bit. “Right. You are going to masturbate. And then you will take a short questionnaire after your orgasm.”

Midoriya’s face burned so red that, paired with his bright green hair, he could have been mistaken for a walking tomato plant. Todoroki looked slightly flustered. Everyone else thought this was the funniest situation ever.

“And why are you the one administering this research, Yaoyorozu?” Todoroki asked with as much composure as he could manage, rubbing his hand on the back of his multicolored head to appear nonchalant in the face of the embarrassment.

Yaoyorozu blushed and looked away from Todoroki. “No particular reason, Shoto-kun.” In reality, he was the reason she volunteered for this group, but she was absolutely not going to share that fact.

“Wh-wh-what do we do first, Yaoyorozu-san?” Midoriya asked through a stiff, anxious face. To Midoriya, a mission is a mission and must be completed.

“What? Did you forget how to jerk your own dick, dumbass?” Bakugo ridiculed.

Yaoyorozu spoke with more authority than just a few moments ago, “Right, let’s get started. Please undress completely. Then, find a chair in the room or stand in front of it. Lastly, masturbate until completion using only your own hands. Once you've all finished, I will hand out the surveys.”

The boys spread out through the relatively small room and stripped down to nothing. An air of excitement and anxiety permeated the space, but the guys were a little slow stripping down to nothing.

Kaminari, unabashed, leaned back in his chair and stroked his cock at a fast pace, fully pulling his foreskin up and down with each movement of his hand. An infrequent buzz of electricity pulsed through him, usually coinciding with a sensitive spasm of his body. 

Kaminari focuses on finishing quickly—a man on a mission. Close to cumming, he closed his eyes and stretched his legs out in front of him. A shock of electricity jumped from the head of his cock as ropes of hot, white cum spurted out of him and landed on his chest and stomach.

Finished, he holds his increasingly limp cock in his hand and savors the afterglow of his fast-paced jerk-off session.

Seeing that Kaminari is already finished, Kirishima yells over to him, “You know it’s not a race, right? I’ve barely gotten hard and you already came!”

Kaminari opened his eyes and yells back, “Don’t talk to me about how hard your dick is, dude! Just jerk it!”

Kirishima laughed and also got down to business. He played with his dick and pulled at the skin as it reached its full length. As he slowly stroked his cock with one hand, his other played with his balls–pulling and stretching the skin while cupping them closer to himself. Kirishima was in no rush at all and was clearly set on enjoying himself.

Bakugo and Todoroki had similar approaches, but their pace was a bit faster than Kirishimas. Todoroki kept his eyes closed, seemingly imagining a stimulating situation and moving his hips in slight thrusts as he steadily stroked his cock.

Bakugo did similarly, but kept his eyes open, looking up at the ceiling. His cock was dripping with pre-cum, as if he’d been dying to let out a load for too many days in a row.

Todoroki and Bakugo both continued stroking, slowly increasing their pace. The sound of Bakugo’s pre-cum lubricating his hand against his length was the loudest sound in the room. Both men continued to increase their pace, and their breathing became ragged and desperate.

Todoroki pulled his eyebrows together, closed his eyes tight, and opened his mouth in ecstasy. He shuddered as cum exploded out of his cock. It flew a good distance in front of him and nearly reached where Bakugo sat.

Bakugo also reached his climax and let out thick, white shots. They arced far through the air at first and then dribbled down his cock onto his tight balls toward the end. He had a look of genuine relief on his face as his orgasm completed. Collapsed into his chair, he wiped his cum-covered hand on his bare and muscled stomach. He placed his hands behind his head, and looked like he was at the pinnacle of relaxation.

Midoriya worked his cock at a decent pace, but seemingly made no progress. His nerves were getting the best of him, and prevented him from enjoying the experience. Twenty minutes after Bakugo had cum, there was still little hope on the horizon for Midoriya to wank to completion.

“Stupid Deku! Just cum already!” Bakugo shouted in Midoriya’s direction.

“I’m s-s-s-sorry, everyone! Just give me a bit longer!” Midoriya panic-shouted into the room, and blushed more than before. His erection withered a bit from the embarrassment of the interaction.

“Do you need some assistance, Midoriya-kun?” Yaoyorozu asked with a calm, assuring voice.

The four other boys lifted their heads and quickly turned to face Yaoyorozu, who they had nearly forgotten was still in the room while they were jerking their cocks.

“Um—” Midoriya started and then trailed off.

Yaoyorozu walked over to where Midoriya was sitting and kneeled down in front of him. “I can’t touch you or it will ruin the research, but I can offer visual excitement,” Yaoyorozu said with a blush.

Yaoyorozu continued kneeling and pulled her top down a bit, exposing a large amount of her cleavage, but still not revealing anything that couldn’t be broadcast on TV. The other guys in the room sat forward and looked at Yaoyorozu too—their cocks twitched back to attention.

Midoriya picked up the pace and stroked his dick faster, ogling Yaoyorozu’s breasts in the process. His balls bounced forward and backward in time with his hand for several good strokes. After a while, his balls pulled tightly against his cock.

“Yaoyorozu-san… I… I’m about to—“ Midoriya said urgently and breathlessly.

A massive stream of hot, white cum erupted from Midoriya’s tip and landed directly on Yaoyorozu’s forehead. The next spurt landed on her upper lip. Another shot landed on her breasts. The remainder of the enormous ejaculation landed on the floor. The cum that landed on Yaoyorozu was now dripping down her and covering her in rivulets of white.

The men in the room were absent-mindedly stroking themselves and had their mouths open in awe; their thick cocks now back to full attention.

Yaoyorozu remained still, slightly stunned by the volume of cum that Midoriya had produced. “Oh goodness,” she whispered as he assessed her appearance. “I might need to change clothes.”

“Yaoyorozu-san! I’m so sorry I got my cum on you! Here, let me clean it up!” Midoriya grabbed his shirt off the floor and began delicately and respectfully wiping the results of his masturbation off of her face, breasts, and clothes.

”Thank you, Midoriya. I knew getting messy was a possibility with this mission. Now that everyone has ‘finished’, let’s get on with that surv—“ Yaoyorozu stopped talking as she realized the other four men were now facing her and stroking their cocks in her direction.

Kaminari broke the brief silence and said with desperation, “Yaoyorozu-san, forgive us. The sight of you being covered in cum got us going again. We’ll probably have to have another orgasm before we can focus on a survey.”

The other guys stayed focused on Yaoyorozu as they worked themselves toward another orgasm.

“I’m sorry to have gotten you all so riled up while trying to help Midoriya-kun.” Yaoyorozu moved to the center of the room and kneeled down again. This time, she pulled her top down completely and fully exposed her voluptuous breasts. “Let’s get you all to cum immediately so you don’t have any discomfort while taking the survey.”

“Will you let us get close to you, Momo?” Todoroki asked pointedly.

“You can all stand over me while you masturbate, Shoto-kun.” Yaoyorozu felt her face flush at the thought. “I suppose you can even release your semen on me because my clothes are already soiled. But please do not touch me or all of this research will be for nothing.”

The four men jumped from their seats and hurriedly tripped over themselves to get near her. They continued to beat their meat at an almost feverish pace once they were in position. Midoriya also joined the group once he worked up the courage to do something he perceived as degrading toward Yaoyorozu, even though she fully consented.

All five guys stroked hard and fast, focusing on Yaoyorozu’s perfect breasts and pointed nipples. She made sultry faces at them as they worked and occasionally opened her mouth wide—showing her tongue as a tease.

“Please… hurry and give me your cum…” she begged.

The room smelled heavily of cum and sweat. In fact, she could very clearly smell the intoxicatingly sweet scent of their manhood mere inches from her face as they stroked.

Soon, all five of them were stroking their cocks at a rapid pace—hips uncontrollably thrusting at times. Pre-cum leaked and dropped onto Yaoyorozu as their cocks got closer and the drops of pre-cum turned into long, dangling drops.

“I can see that you want to empty your balls. Give it all to me,” she pleaded. “I need your cum on me. Just let it out. I want it…”

With that, all five of them released a massive load, legs buckling and deep moans coming from deep within them. Yaoyorozu also let out a moan as she was showered in cum. Her hair, face, and breasts were all completely covered in hot, white semen. The guys breathed hard after going at it so intently and admired the results of their work. Yaoyorozu was painted white and looked ridiculously lewd.

Yaoyorozu wiped cum from her eyes and said,  “That was certainly a new experience! I think maybe we should take a shower and then take the survey? Everyone please hold onto your thoughts regarding this experience until we can get them on paper.” 

Yaoyorozu started walking out of the room. The guys grabbed their clothes and followed her out,  imagining what they could get away with next; their cocks were already twitching with hopeless anticipation for a third round.

Todoroki followed directly behind her while Kirishima moved at a slightly slower pace, and thought it wise to give Todoroki first position. Kaminari, having fried himself twice with his orgasms, followed third. Bakugo was in no rush at all as he relished the feeling of two great orgasms and knew where he was going to get his third.

Midoriya was the last to follow out. As sexy as this situation was, he was honestly still pretty stressed about all of it. He’d be jerking off to the thought of it for weeks, though.

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“I just wish you were here with me, you know?” Jiro lamented over the phone. “Are you doing okay over there? Are they treating you right?”

“Oh don’t get all sappy on me. I’m doing fine,” Ashido replied in an exasperated tone. “The food is good. The doctors and nurses are kind. I’m not a top priority patient or anything, so they mostly leave me alone and let me watch TV.”

“Well that’s good at least. I know it’s only been, like, a day, but I still wish we could get back to cuddling. And things a little more exciting than cuddling…”

Ashido smiled at the thought. “I want to be near you too. But it’s really for everyone’s protection while my quirk is out of whack. I’ve been melting through clothes and sheets and even bathtubs. The special diet seems to be helping, but I can’t keep wrecking everything.”

“So you’re just laying naked in your hospital room?”

“For the most part. They gave me acid-resistant sheets for the bed, but no one is worrying about clothes when I hopefully won’t be here for very long.”

Jiro giggled. “You were supposed to say something more sexy than that. Don’t talk about your rubber sheets!”

Ashido laughed back. “Sorry, just to be clear, are you wanting some phone sex on this official hospital phone? I think the calls are monitored sometimes, you know…”

“Guess we better make it quick then. I’m really horny for you right now.” The sound of rustling fabric came through the phone’s speaker as Jiro began slipping out of her clothes.

“I wasn’t horny when you first called, but I’m definitely feeling something now. You’re a real dirty girl, aren’t you? Are you going to touch yourself while we talk? Tell me what’s going on in your bed sheets.

“Now that’s more like it!” Jiro laughed. “I just took off my shirt and pants. Wasn’t wearing a bra. Sitting here on top of the covers in just my undies.”

“We should probably get those off too. I would hate to have anything in the way of my imagination.”

“Yes, ma’am…” Jiro quipped. “I am now completely naked. I’ve got goosebumps all over. What should I do next?”

Ashido smiled. “Mmmm… Tell me how badly you want me. What would we be doing if I was there?”

“What wouldn’t we be doing? I want to run my fingers through your hair and scratch gently at the base of your horns. I want you to kiss me between my breasts and up my neck to my ears. I want you to stick your hand between my legs and feel that I’m soaking wet for you.”

“You paint a pretty picture. I hope you’re not already touching yourself… Because I didn’t give you permission for that.”

“I was grabbing my boob a little, but I’ll put my hands by my side, ma’am. What do you want me to do?” Jiro questioned over the phone in a slow, seductive tone—surrendering herself to what Ashido would have her do.

“I want you to close your eyes, listen to my voice, breathe deeply, and focus on what I’m doing to you. Do you understand? If you do, say ‘Yes, Master Mina.’”

“Yes, Master Mina.”

“Good girl. I’m going to make you cum with just my voice. How badly do you want to cum?”

Jiro replied with a desperate tone in her voice, “I want you to make me cum so bad…”

“Mmmmm… I’m straddling you, grinding my pussy on your leg as you grind yourself on me. I lean down and kiss you. Our tongues touch and I bite your bottom lip as gently as I can. After I pull away, I lean down and kiss you again. Over and over as I make my way from your lips down to your breasts.

“I grab them with both hands and give them a firm squeeze, paying special attention to your nipples. I kiss you on the freckle you have on the inner side of your right breast and gently circle my tongue around your nipples until you start to squirm. How are you feeling, Kyoka?”

“...I feel incredible… Please keep going…”

“I keep my lips on your body and slowly kiss down to your belly button. I run gentle fingers down your sides and onto the outer part of your thighs. I keep kissing until I make it to in-between your legs. It’s so hot and wet down there I can see you dripping before I even touch you.”

“Yes—I’m so wet for you. Please touch me…”

“I kiss your inner thighs and all over your outer lips. I take my thumb and finger and use them to grab those lips and move them and stretch them so I can see the wetness within. Your beautiful pink pussy calls to me and quivers with anticipation. I take my tongue and give you one slow, long lick from bottom to top, and your hips rise toward my face to keep contact with my tongue just a bit longer.

“I pull my mouth away and take my finger and slowly press it inside of you. I can feel just how warm and wet you are. Your insides are coiling around me and trying to suck my finger even deeper inside.

“Leaving my finger in you, I bring my tongue back to your clit and give it a good swirl before I close my lips around it and suck. I can feel your clit getting harder in my mouth and on my tongue. Tell me how you feel, Kyoka. Do you want more of my mouth?”

“Fuck yes. I’m so close to cumming. Please keep licking me.” Her breathing is distinctly ragged and desperate over the phone.

“I keep licking you and moving my finger slowly in and out. I can hear you breathing deeply and your hips are rising and falling and twitching to match my pace. Your wetness is soaking my face and chin and I can’t get enough of it. You taste incredible, and the sounds you are giving me make me never want to stop.”

“Oh god yes, Mina. You’re gonna make me cum. Please don’t stop,” she whimpered.

“I pick up the pace just a bit and lick your hard clit. I use my free hand to wrap around your leg and hold onto your hips so I can stay attached while you buck against my face. I can feel you rising toward an orgasm and I can’t wait for you to cum on my tongue. I want to feel you spasm underneath me. Cum for me.”

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Jiro bucks her hips as she orgasms all alone in her bed, without being touched and without touching herself. Ashido sits quietly on the phone, smiling, and strongly considering getting herself off now that her effort had paid off.

“You still alive over there, Kyoka?”

Jiro let out a big, relaxed sigh. “I can’t believe you just made me cum over the phone. You’re really in for it when you get out of the hospital!”

Ashido laughed and rubbed herself at the thought of how Jiro might pay her back for this in the future.

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Kirishima and Bakugo worked hard in the kitchen in preparation for a small get-together that night.

“Uh… I think we are going to be short one glass for the wine tonight. Five people, four glasses.” Kirishima said matter-of-factly as he held four wine glasses between his fingers.

“That’s fine. I can just drink out a plastic cup,” Bakugo replied nonchalantly. “This is a casual night anyway.”

“I can drink out of the plastic cup. You worked hard to make dinner and have the more sensitive taste anyway,” Kirishima offered.

“Yeah, I have great taste! I picked you after all…” Katsuki said with a wink.

Kirishima rolled his eyes. “Oh, shut it. You can already get in my pants whenever you want. No need to flatter.”

Bakugo stepped closer to Kirishima and put an arm around his midsection, pulling their bodies close together. He smiled and planted a quick kiss on Kirishima’s forehead. And another on his cheek. And the other cheek. And his nose. And finished with a comically long and forceful kiss on the lips.

A phone sitting on the counter rings and Kirishima pushes Bakugo off him with a grin. “I need to grab that. It’s probably our treasured guests.”

Kirishima picks up the phone and listens for a minute. Before the call is over, he replies, “Yeah, no worries! Just make sure she gets to feeling better!” His face fell as he set the phone down on the counter.

“Someone cancel?” Bakugo asked.

“Yeah, Ashido said Jiro isn’t feeling well, so they’re going to stay home tonight. We should probably call Ochaco and let her know that she doesn’t have to come since it’ll be just the three of us. Don’t want it to be weird.”

There was a knock at the door and both men looked at each other with raised eyebrows.

Opening the door, they find Uraraka holding two bottles of wine and smiling from ear to ear. “Hey, you two! Who’s ready for game night?!”

“Oh, hey, Ochaco! We actually got a call from the other two that they can’t make it. So you’re welcome to stay if you want, but we understand if you’d rather reschedule too!” Kirishima explained.

“Well, I’m already here and I’ve already got the booze, it’s been a shitty week so we should have a good time!” Uraraka laughed.

Bakugo laughed. “That’s my kind of attitude! Let’s get this party going!”

The three played simple board games, some video games, and then moved onto card games by the end of the night. All three of them had become relatively drunk after drinking the two bottles of wine that Uraraka brought in addition to the three they already had in the pantry.

After exhausting all of their normal topics of discussion, the alcohol took the conversation into a horny direction.

Ochaco laid her head in her hands at the table and lamented, “Ugh, you guys… It’s been forever since I’ve gotten laid. You’re lucky to be in a relationship and live together. I bet you do it like every day, huh?”

Bakugo and Kirishima both let out a hearty laugh. Kirishima spoke first, “If Bakugo had his way, we would be doing it three times a day!”

Bakugo jokingly argued, “Hey! It’s not my fault you’re so sexy! I basically get a boner every time you walk in the room… Might as well put it to use.”

Uraraka threw her hands up in the air, “See! That’s what I’m talking about! I need someone to dick me down as often as I want. And I always want it.”

“You’re an attractive woman with a badass quirk! Why can’t you get a guy? If you told them you want to bone every single day, I can basically guarantee you would have cocks galore lining up at your door.” Bakugo chimed in.

“I think a lot of them are scared that I’m a pro hero. They find it emasculating or something. And most of the pro heroes with cocks are already shacked up with someone or don’t want a serious relationship. Or are way older than I want…” She sighed. “I had a dream last week that I had two guys going at me at the same time… I’ve literally been rubbing myself to that thought every night since…”

“Damn, sounds like you’re horny as hell. Should we get you a sex toy for Christmas? Kirishima knows how to pick out a good toy, ya know. He got me the most amazing pocket pussy. Even uses it on me sometimes.” Bakugo and the alcohol were letting his words flow freely.

Kirishima blushed deep red, but didn’t deny Bakugo’s compliment.

“Pocket pussy? That doesn’t sound very gay of you. Shouldn’t it be a pocket ass?” Uraraka chuckled.

Bakugo laughed like it was the funniest joke in the world. “It’s just the name! A hole for a dick is a hole for a dick, right? It’s just a toy, but a pussy can’t be much different from an ass, right?” 

Bakugo nudged Kirishima for his input. Kirishima rolled his eyes and continued blushing. The alcohol having an opposite effect on the fluency of his conversation.

“Wait a sec… Have neither of you ever had sex with a woman?!” Uraraka asked incredulously.

Both men shook their heads in the negative.

“Wow. Okay, so I’ve got a great thought here then! We all just need to have sex here tonight and then—” Uraraka started.

“Wait wait wait wait!” Bakugo and Kirishima interrupted.

“—and then you’ll get to experience what a real pussy feels like and I’ll get to fulfill my fantasy of having two cocks at once!” Uraraka beamed from her own brilliance.

Kirishima broke his drunken silence and spoke with a little confidence, “...I’d be down. Sounds kinda fun. This is a one-night-only thing, though. I don’t just share my man with nymphos every weekend, ya know? Katsuki?”

“As long as you’re cool with it, I’m game. You know I like to fuck!” Bakugo replied.

Uraraka cheered, “Oh, hell yes! Let me blow you first.”

With an ease of someone you’d never know was drunk, she pulled her hair into a pony tail, pushed her chair back from the table, dropped beneath it, and then crawled over to the guys. She giggled as she playfully tugged Bakugo’s sweatpants out of the way and unzipped Kirishima’s jeans.

“God, this just got really real,” Bakugo said to no one in particular.

Uraraka laughed from under the table as she took a hard cock in each hand and compared the two. Both were approximately the same size, but Bakugo’s was ever-so-slightly the longer of the two while Kirishima’s was clearly more girthy.

She worked both hands to pull their foreskin up and down over their heads and both men let out a soft groan. Gaining more confidence, Uraraka chose Bakugo’s cock and gave the underside a lick, continuing to stroke Kirishima’s length. Bakugo shivered from the warm, wet touch and looked longingly at Kirishima, who smiled at his reaction.

Uraraka then lost herself and took his whole head in her mouth and worked her tongue all around it, drawing another small moan. Emboldened, she angled her head and took as much of it into her mouth as she could, bobbing up and down for a while before finally letting it go. She gave it one last lick from his balls to his tip and then moved on to Kirishima.

Having witnessed everything Uraraka did to Bakugo, Kirishima’s dick was pulsing with anticipation.

Uraraka began by putting her mouth on his balls and carefully sucking each one into her mouth, using her tongue to stroke the sensitive skin there. Kirishima groaned and she then moved her attention to his head. She pulled his foreskin back completely and placed her mouth around his tip, struggling a bit more to take any length inside because of its thickness.

She paused with the tip just barely touching her lips, “You’ve got a thick cock here, Eijiro.” Uraraka said in admiration before she kissed the underside of his hot member.

“Hell yeah, he does!” Bakugo replied as he placed a loving hand on Kirishima’s cheek. He slowly moved his thumb to Kirishima’s lips and slowly pushed it inside as Kirishima let his jaw loosen. Kirishima moved his tongue around Bakugo’s thumb while making eye contact with him. Bakugo loved the feeling of being sucked while also watching his boyfriend get sucked by someone else.

Uraraka relished the feeling of a warm cock on her tongue until she reached a point of desperation and then climbed out from under the table, already stripping off her clothes revealing blushing red skin underneath.

“Get undressed you guys, I can’t wait any longer!” Ochaco took all of her clothes off and waited for the men to do the same. After they had finished, she grabbed both of them by their cocks and led them to the living room.

Bakugo and Kirishima looked at each other with a mixture of nerves and humor, and followed her to the couch.

Uraraka stood there, naked and bold. Her soft curves illuminated by the few lamps in their living room. “Alright, who wants to be where first? I need one of your cocks in me in the worst way… The other one can use my hands or my mouth or my tits. Or all three!”

Bakugo and Kirishima immediately  did a round of rock-paper-scissors and Bakugo won in the first round. “Guess it’s me first!” Bakugo announced.

“Fantastic,” Uraraka replied as she laid back on the sofa across a couple of cushions.

“Guess I’ll keep using your mouth…” Kirishima said in insincere sorrow.

Uraraka spread her legs and Bakugo positioned himself between them. He placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and slowly rubbed it up and down to spread her wetness even more than it already was. Uraraka had a shiver run up her spine and her nipples rose into points.

“Here we go,” Bakugo said as he slowly pushed himself into her.

Uraraka wrapped her legs around his abdomen and pulled him in deeper, savoring his length as it filled her. Bakugo let out a deep, relieved sigh as he made it fully inside her pussy up to his hilt. Uraraka used her muscles to squeeze him a couple of times and gyrated her hips to feel him hit every wall of her.

Bakugo and Kirishima were both transfixed at the sight of him connected to her. “Stop staring and get involved too, Eijiro,” Uraraka encouraged breathily as she reached for his thigh to coerce his cock closer to her mouth. Kirishima shuffled his feet so that his legs were pressed against the front of the couch and his cock was within sucking distance of Uraraka’s head, which was turned toward him. “We need to make sure both of you use me before one of you cums.”

Kirishima remained silent, but climbed onto the last cushion of the couch and rested his cock on her lips while stroking her hair. His thighs went to each side of her head, so he was at the perfect position to thrust into her throat. Uraraka opened her mouth and took him inside. He remained silent, but looked up at the ceiling before closing his eyes in obvious pleasure.

Both men began moving their hips, one enjoying her pussy while the other used her mouth. Kirishima reached over and grabbed one of her breasts, gently pinching the nipple. Bakugo did the same to the other breast and she seemed to enjoy the attention, moaning a bit as the stimulation increased.

“We need to switch it up; I want to do some doggy. You guys want to switch how you’re fucking me too?” Uraraka asked.

“Yeah, Eijiro you want in on this action? It doesn’t compare to how your ass makes me feel, but I’m having a great time.” Bakugo quipped.

“You’re lucky I’m so horny and realize that you’re both in a loving and committed relationship… Your cock was doing more than enough for me, ” Uraraka mused

Uraraka flipped over and got on all fours, while Kirishima positioned himself behind, Bakugo kneeled in front of her with his cock near her face.

“If you can get the tip in, I’ll back up onto it, okay?” Uraraka instructed Kirishima.

Kirishima nodded and did similarly to Bakugo: he placed his head at her entrance and gently moved it up and down to spread the wetness before he found his path inward. Slowly, he placed his head inside.

Uraraka slowly backed herself onto it and Kirishima watched more and more of his cock disappear inside her. “This is a nice, thick cock you have. I’d lose my mind if you start pounding me in this position.”

After Uraraka had fully stretched herself onto him, she told him he could start moving. Kirishima grabbed her hips and did a few test thrusts to see how she reacted. With each push, she let out a low, deep moan.

Bakugo took his leaking cock and gently rubbed it on her cheek to encourage her to start sucking him. She happily obliged and stuck out her tongue waiting for his dick to be placed upon it. Once he obliged, she closed her mouth around him. Lifting a hand off the couch, she cupped his balls and pulled him further into her mouth.

Bakugo got the hint and began doing short, slow thrusts into her mouth as Kirishima did the same on the other side. Both men looked at each other and smiled sheepishly as they fully realized the gravity of what they were doing. They both leaned in for a deep kiss as they continued to fuck.

“What are you waiting for, Eijiro? Drive her crazy with that big thing.” Bakugo said with a sultry smirk.

Uraraka grunted her agreement, not wanting to take her mouth off of Bakugo.

Kirishima repositioned his legs and got a firmer grip on Uraraka’s hips. “Alright, here we go. Stop me if it’s too much.”

He began with long strokes at a moderate pace. He pulled his cock nearly all the way out of her and then pushed back in, using his hold on her as leverage. For every thrust he made with his own hips, he also pulled her further onto him with his hands.

Uraraka let out another moan. “That’s a good sign. Give her the good stuff!” Bakugo encouraged.

Kirishima increased his pace and shortened the length of his strokes, driving himself into her over and over at a reckless pace. Uraraka let out a long half-moan-half-cry as her whole body moved in time with his pounding, vibrating Bakugo’s cock and giving him additional pleasure. She seemed powerless as Kirishima used her as he pleased and could muster no thoughts beyond how good it felt to be fucked like that.

Uraraka pulled her mouth off of Bakugo and said breathlessly and desperately between Kirishima’s thrusts, “Oh fuck… That’s so good… I’m… You’re… Gonna make me cum… Keep going… Give it to me hard… Oh fuck yes…”

Kirishima thrusted at an even faster pace and Uraraka let out a carnal groan as she fell further into pleasure. Bakugo grabbed her head and put her mouth back on his dick. He continued his short thrusts, but also increased his pace, holding her head still and using her as he pleased.

Uraraka let out even more moans and seemingly couldn’t believe that she was getting spitroasted. It was better than anything she had ever dreamed of. A sensation built deep within her and she came with a forceful shudder as the two cocks kept thrusting into her.

As the ecstasy subsided, she forced herself to spit out Bakugo’s cock and said in a forceful whisper, “Wait wait wait,” and both Bakugo and Kirishima paused their movements. “Neither of you can cum in this position. I still want to try double penetration and then you can cum.”

Bakugo and Kirishima exchanged another intrigued glance and then stood up off the couch and away from Uraraka. Bakugo grabbed Kirishima’s cock and gave him a wicked smile, showing him that he was having a great time seeing him in a new light.

“Um… I guess Eijiro can lay down first, and then I’ll ride him. And then Bakugo can put it in my ass?”

“This is your party, Ochaco,” Bakugo sneered. “Tell us what to do and we’ll do it.”

“Don’t act like this is all for me! I know you’re both enjoying something new!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah… I’ll go grab the lube while you two get situated,” Bakugo said over his shoulder as he left the room.

Kirishima laid down on the couch and Urararaka wasted no time climbing on top of him. Grabbing his cock with her hand, she guided it inside her as she slowly took all of him inside her.

Bakugo came back into the room with the bottle of lube. “Do you need to be loosened up or want me to get down to it?”

“Nope, just get that thing inside me,” she replied. “You have no idea how ready I am for this.”

“Oh, I’ve got a pretty good idea…” Bakugo smirked.

Uraraka laid her torso down on Kirishima to provide Bakugo better access to her ass. She looked over her shoulder as he positioned himself behind her.

Bakugo lubed up his cock and Uraraka’s entrance and slowly pressed his head inside, slowly giving her time to adjust.

Uraraka took in a sharp breath and let it out slowly as Bakugo pushed further in. “Fuck, I feel so full. This is gonna end me. Eijiro, don’t move until I tell you.”

Kirishima grunted in the affirmative and slowly cupped his hands over Uraraka’s breasts. She laughed at the innocence of his movements. “You’re already inside me and now you’re copping a feel?”

“Bakugo’s tits are a lot different than yours. His are nice and hard… And yours are the opposite... In a good way.” Kirishima said in a half-embarrassed tone.

Uraraka laughed again and instructed them both, “Alright, you can start going at it now. Just slowly.”

Both men pulled out slightly and then thrusted back in at the same time. Her eyes bulged from the intensity of the sensation and she let out a long high-pitched moan while she closed her eyes and focused on the feeling.

The cocks inside her moved slowly. Sometimes their rhythm matched and other times they were at opposite ends of insertion. Uraraka continued to let out gasps, moans, and cries of pleasure as she lived out her fantasy.

“Fuck, this orgasm is going to be out of this world,” she announced and the boys stopped moving, sensing further instruction. “You can really pound it into me now. Don’t stop until all three of us cross the finish line. Just pump it all into me. I’m on the pill.”

“Good. We don’t want any little Eijiros yet,” Bakugo snickered.

“...Yet?” Kirishima said and quickly poked his head out from underneath Uraraka to look at Bakugo with a heartfelt expression of curiosity and excitement at the implication he may want kids eventually.

“Oh my god, please shut up and fuck me!”

Both men grabbed Uraraka’s hips from different sides, also touching each other’s hands, and thrusted with harder and faster strokes.

Uraraka screamed and dug her fingers into the sofa cushion beneath Kirishima. “Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck… It’s almost too much… Don’t know if I can… If I can do this much longer,” she said with an odd mixture of whispering, screaming, and crying with pleasure.

Bakugo and Kirishima took that as their sign to wrap things up, and began going at it with full force. They could feel the tension rising in their balls as they moved together in and out of their friend. An explosion from their cocks was imminent, but they held it together until they got a definite sign that Uraraka was spent.

As if on cue, she said in a low, focused voice, “Oh it’s... I’m gonna cum. Yes, yes, yes, keep going… Fuck it all into me… I want it all inside me… It’s happening… I’m cumming with two cocks in me… Oh fuck yesss!”

She began to lose control over her body as the men thrusted their way home; both cumming with a few final, deep thrusts.

All three of them collapsed in a sweaty, naked pile on the sofa and breathed deeply to recover from all that had just happened.

“Same time next week?” Bakugo joked.

“Maybe the other two will join us next time…” Uraraka added.

“I need to be on top more,” Kirishima thought aloud.

Chapter Text

Today was going to be a good day.

Hagakure had been working diligently all week in hopeful anticipation of this glorious weekend: A hero retreat at a highly-rated remote hot spring. It was also serving as a 1-A reunion of sorts.

Hagakure was looking forward to the fun with friends, the late-night games, the delicious food, and the soothing hot water. But most of all, she was looking forward to being a pervert.

Voyeurism comes with the territory when you’re always invisible. You just get to see things that other people don’t. As long as you don’t interfere or spill the beans… no harm done.

She carried her bag into the hot spring and quickly saw her old friends hanging around a vending machine, already wearing the traditional onsen robes. She checked in at the front desk and then walked over to them before heading to the room.

Ochaco, Ojiro, Midoriya, Bakugo, and Todoroki were all talking about how excited they were to be there. Upon seeing her bag and gloves, they greeted her too and included her in the conversation.

“Toru!” Uraraka yelled as she wrapped her arms around Hagakure. “I’m so glad you could make it! Go put your bag down and get changed! We can all sit down for lunch together and wait for everyone else arriving this evening.

“Totally!” Hakagure replied. “Lunch sounds amazing. Let me just go drop off my bag in our room and I’ll meet you in there.” Hagakure then dropped off her bag, put on her robe, and headed over for lunch.

The food and the conversation were both spectacular. The afternoon also went well as everyone sat around and talked about what they had been up to, new skills they’ve learned, and villains they’ve defeated. Every half an hour or so, another friend would arrive and the conversation would renew.

Even before the sun had set, the sake was flowing freely and everyone had gotten pretty tipsy. By the end of dinner, several people were completely drunk.

As soon as talk of visiting the hot spring began, Hagakuro jumped into action and excused herself from the group of friends.

Going back to the girls’ room, she fully stripped herself of clothing, to be completely invisible, and started walking through the halls of the onsen. It was just like the spy missions she was accustomed to, but this particular mission was about fulfilling her own desires.

Naked, she first made a pitstop in the guys’ room to see the state of things and hopefully catch someone in a compromising position. Making her way into the room she was immediately confronted with Bakugo and Midoriya locking lips and rubbing against each other for friction, reclining on a futon in the middle of the room.

This wasn’t what she was expecting. She didn’t even know they were an item. Honestly, she had anticipated spending all her time watching people bathe and relax in the nude, but this was way more exciting.

She took up a position a few strides from them, and sat down to watch more intently. Bakugo was pushed up on one elbow and continued to kiss Midoriya. His free hand wandered over Midoriya’s torso, gently rubbing his chest, nipples, and tracing his belly button. Moving slowly, Bakugo moved his hand toward Midoriya’s cock.

Midoriya grabbed Bakugo’s wrist and held it still, “Kacchan… We can’t do this. This is all so new and there are so many people around…”

Hagakure felt her cheeks flush at the intimacy of the moment she was intruding on.

“Deku…” Bakugo started. “When will there be a better moment? We work hard every damn day! This is our chance to do what we’ve wanted. Don’t you want to?”

“I do want to,” Midoriya replied. “It’s nerve-wracking to do something like this at all. Let alone in public!”

Bakugo moved his hand back toward Midoriya’s crotch and pulled his robe to the side. Midoriya’s cock flopped out into the open and jumped with excitement. Thick drops of precum already covered his cockhead and leaked onto his thigh.

Bakugo made good use of the precum and gathered it on his finger, using it as lube to lightly rub Midoriya’s cock.

“I want you to cum for me like this,” Bakugo instructed.

“Yes, Kacchan…” Midoriya replied.

Hagakure’s nostrils flared with excitement as she watched this intensely sexual scene unfold before her. Filled with curiosity, she silently crawled closer to the action to get an even better view.

Bakugo pulled Midoriya’s foreskin up and down over his tip. The veins in his cock bulged and his balls tightened against him. Bakugo let go of his friend’s cock and gently grabbed his balls, pulling them a bit away from his body and squeezing them a few times. Midoriya moaned and looked embarrassed.

Moving back up toward his cock, Bakugo stroked faster than before, moving his fist from base to tip and caressing carefully on the underside of his head. Midoriya moved his hips to match the stroking and his cock looked like it was going to explode.

“Kacchan… I’m going to cum. Don’t stop…” Midoriya spoke with a desperate tone.

“Why the hell would I stop now? I’m the one that told you to cum dumbass.”

Hagakure suppressed a laugh at the awkwardness of these two in this sort of situation, but watched on intently, waiting for the pivotal moment when Midoriya would shoot his cum.

Midoriya’s eyes closed and his hip thrusts became faster and more uncontrolled. His breathing was ragged and he held onto Bakugo like he was the only thing capable of saving him. Bakugo picked up the pace a bit more and with a few final thrusts, thick, white ropes erupted out of Midoriya’s cock and shot far into the air, landing on his own and Bakugo’s faces.

Hagakure stayed as still as possible while taking in the excitement. The smell of cum filled the air as Midoriya continued to breathe heavily and twitch occasionally as Bakugo lightly caressed his spent cock.

A warm wetness spread between Hagakure’s legs. She found herself longing for an orgasm of her own after such a passionate display.

“Fuck, that looked good,” Bakugo said with a jealous voice. “Can you use your mouth?”

“I’ve never done that before, so you’ll have to tell me what to do… But I’ll do it for you.” Midoriya said with an innocent and self-conscious expression.

Bakugo stood up and fully disrobed. Hagakure quickly stumbled backward to stay out of the way and remain undetected by the duo who was now moving around.

Bakugo’s cock was rock hard and stood at attention perpendicular to his body. With every pulse of his heart, his dick also jumped a little. A thin, clear line of precum ran from his cock down to the tatami floor.

Midoriya got on his knees and stared at Bakugo’s length. Hagakure’s heart was beating so fast that she was worried they would hear it. To be able to watch Midoriya’s first blowjob was unbelievably exhilarating, a bit of drool might have even been falling out of the corner of her mouth.

Bakugo grabbed his dick and rubbed the underside on Midoriya’s face, who flinched slightly as Bakugo’s precum mixed with his own cum from earlier.

“Stick out your tongue, Deku,” Bakugo said with quiet authority.

Midoriya did as he was told. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Bakugo positioned the head of his dick on the warm, wet tongue and shook it ever so slightly. He smiled as he felt the pleasant sensations.

There was an intense desire to be touched building between Hagakure’s legs. Could she get away with masturbating as well? Just a few feet from these two? It would surely make noise with how wet she was. She decided it was worth trying, so she slowly used her fingers to touch herself as slowly and quietly as she could manage.

The relief was almost immediate. She hadn’t realized just how excited this situation had gotten her, and she was already dangerously close to a strong orgasm. She continued to watch and move her fingers painfully slowly.

“Put your own hand on it, idiot. Don’t make me do all the work.”

Midoriya was startled by Bakugo’s direct instruction, and he reached a hand up to Bakugo’s cock and grabbed it like he was accustomed to grabbing his own. He jerked it off in the only way he knew how and kept his tongue on the underside of Bakugo’s thick cock. Bakugo breathed deeply and let out a relaxed sigh as Midoriya did his work.

“How far do you think you can put it in?” Bakugo asked.

Midoriya shrugged his shoulders and closed his lips around it. Hagakure’s eyes got wider and wider as she witnessed nearly all of Bakugo’s sizable cock disappear into Midoriya’s mouth. Even Bakugo looked surprised at the raw skill that Midoriya possessed in sucking dick.

Taking the cock back out of his mouth, Midoriya looked up at Kacchan, “It seems like I can fit all of it. Want me to keep doing that?” Midoriya looked like he was gaining confidence as he spoke.

“Obviously,” Bakugo sneered.

Midoriya opened his mouth wide and took his cock all the way back in, moving it in and out at a slow pace. He placed his hands on Bakugo’s hips to brace himself.

Bakugo, in turn, placed both his hands on Midoriya’s head, grabbing two handfuls of messy green hair, his hips thrusted slightly as he worked Midoriya’s head to go up and down his length. From Hagakure’s perspective, it seemed like he was losing himself in the sensation, forgetting just how much his hips were moving.

Taking the thrusts in stride, Midoriya braced himself with one hand against Bakugo’s thigh and the other grabbed the balls that were near his chin. Bakugo let out a moan of intense pleasure and quickened the pace of his thrusts.

Hagakure continued to finger herself; moving in circles around her clit, lightly inserting, and doing all the things that felt right. Unfortunately, she had to move slowly to avoid making any noise. The orgasm building within her was almost unbearable. She wanted desperately to climax immediately, but also waited for Bakugo’s orgasm which was surely imminent. The slowness with which she stroked herself almost seemed like a form of torture.

Bakugo continued thrusting and a lewd, wet, sucking sound came from Midoriya’s throat as the large cock went in and out.

“I’m gonna cum in your throat,” Bakugo announced as he gripped Midoriya’s hair tighter.

His hips trembled wildly as he held Midoriya all the way down on his cock. His knees slightly gave out, and he managed to catch himself as he moaned, “Holy fuck that was insane. It felt like I wasn’t going to stop cumming.”

He released Midoriya’s head, who pulled his lips off of Bakugo’s shaft, leaving it shiny and clean.

Seeing that Midoriya had successfully swallowed Bakugo’s load, a powerful orgasm took over Hagakure’s whole body, and she had to use every fiber of her conscious being to stop from breathing too loudly or moaning from the relief she felt. This entire situation had been intensely arousing.

Bakugo collapsed to his knees in front of Midoriya and kissed him deeply, “Thanks, Deku. It’s been a long time since I came that hard.”

“Same here,” Midoriya replied as he fell backwards onto a futon.

“So will you reconsider what I asked?” Bakugo probed as he fell next to Midoriya and propped his head on his elbow. Hagakure didn’t know what he was referring to, but she was absolutely going to stay and find out.

Midoriya looked at Bakugo for a moment and replied, “Do you really think we could make something like that work? You’re important to me as a friend, a hero, and a rival.”

“Idiot, Deku,” Bakugo laughed smugly. “This is just another thing we can add to that list. Do you think I can’t handle it? I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure.”

Midoriya laughed and conceded, “Alright fine, we can give it a shot. But you suck me next time?”

“Hell no,” Bakugo smirked. “That’s really gay.”

Amused by the unexpectedly awkward conclusion to this sexual adventure, Hagakure blew some air quickly through her nose in a sort of laugh.

Both men snapped their heads in her direction and she froze and held her breath.

Fuck, she thought.

Chapter Text

In a quiet corner of a family diner, Shoto and Inasa sat across from each other in a booth. Their appetites had been sated by the simple and delicious food.

“Thanks for taking me out to dinner, hot-n-cold stuff,” Inasa winked goofily at Shoto.

Shoto rolled his eyes and gave a half-hearted wink back. “Yeah, it’s nice to go out without any expectations. The hamburg steak was exactly what I needed.”

“Well the parfait we just ordered is what I’m dying for,” Inasa said passionately. “A perfect dessert to round out our date night.”

He continued to list the selling points of a great parfait and Todoroki listened with amusement. After a while, the parfait arrived at their table with the two required spoons. It was held in a tall glass and was topped with a mountain of whipped cream, with cut strawberries pressed in.

Both men took turns grabbing small spoonfuls of the whipped cream that towered out of the glass and savoring the cool sweetness.

“Feed me a strawberry, Shoto,” Inasa said in an overly romantic voice.

Shoto smirked and grabbed a strawberry from the parfait, “Yes, my only love…”

Inasa laughed at the absurdity of how he had made Shoto act. Shoto continued reaching across the table and positioned the strawberry in front of Inasa’s mouth. “Say ‘ahhh’.”

“Ahhhh,” Inasa exaggerated.

Shoto placed the strawberry on Inasa’s tongue and Inasa swallowed it quickly. Before Shoto could pull his arm away, Inasa swiftly grabbed it and held it in place, pulling Shoto’s fingers into his mouth.

“You wouldn’t,” Shoto started with wide eyes at the sudden onset of this very physical affection. “Not in a public place, surely…”

“You are my extra-special after-dessert dessert.” Inasa said quietly and sensually with a thick layer of humor.

Continuing to hold Shoto’s wrist, Inasa singled out Shoto’s index finger and sucked on it lovingly. Shoto felt a tingle run up his spine as Inasa’s warm, wet tongue worked its away around his finger.

“How do you expect this to end, Inasa?”

“I have a very clear idea in my mind…” Inasa replied mysteriously.

Continuing to suck and lick the finger, Inasa stretched his leg under the table so that his foot came into contact with Shoto’s crotch. Shoto jumped at the contact.

“You’re taking this really far… The restaurant still has plenty of people in it…”

“Then I guess you better cum quickly for me then,” Inasa said under his breath, just loud enough for Shoto to hear. It didn’t matter that they were tucked into the corner of this restaurant, there were still other people around.

Shoto’s eyes opened wide and stared at Inasa. In a whisper, Shoto whisper-screamed, “Cum?! You want me to cum in my pants? Can you even make me cum with your foot through my pants?!”

“Mhmmm,” Inasa moaned into Shoto’s finger without removing his lips from it.

Shoto blushed deeply and Inasa brought his foot back down to the floor and kicked his shoe off. His socked foot raised back to Shoto’s cock and rubbed it gently in soothing circles, barely hidden by the white checkered table cloth that dangled off the edge of the table.

Shoto’s eyes darted through the restaurant to make sure no one else could see what was happening.

“Your shifty eyes are not helping you look inconspicuous,” Inasa whispered as he momentarily took the finger from his mouth and laughed. At the sudden lack of warmth around his finger, Shoto looked like he was missing the contact.

Shoto pursed his lips and returned his eyes back to Inasa’s. He looked like he was having a good time torturing him. His cock pressed hard against his pants and desperately wanted to be set free, to experience the direct touch of Inasa.

Inasa continued to suck Shoto’s finger, picking up the pace, and rubbed Shoto’s cock against his own thigh in long, soft strokes.

Shoto’s breathing began to pick up, and so Inasa also hastened the pace. His tongue now made larger swoops on Shoto’s finger and his foot also moved quicker to match Shoto’s excitement.

“Oh fuck, it’s actually going to happen…” Shoto said in a whisper that seemed disappointed he had let himself be turned on to this degree.

“Mmmmmmmmm…” Inasa moaned onto Shoto’s finger. The vibration was too much for Shoto, who was imagining Inasa’s mouth around his cock.

Shoto’s upper body tensed as he spurt his cum into his pants several times over, forming a dark, wet spot on the fabric where his tip was resting. Inasa slowly pulled Shoto’s finger from his mouth.

“A perfect end to a perfect date,” Inasa said devilishly. “Now let’s finish our parfait and walk home!”

Shoto sunk into his seat and let Inasa finish the parfait. He couldn’t believe he was teased so easily. And now he has to walk through the restaurant and back home with a giant load of cum in his pants. Hopefully no one on the street would notice.

Chapter Text

“Vlad… Surely this is far enough from the main campus for you?”

“Midnight… You are the one who wanted to fuck outdoors. I am trying to make sure we don’t lose our jobs by finding the most secluded space on the UA grounds possible.”

“It’s a slightly cold and cloudy day in the middle of lunch. There’s not going to be anyone outside today except us.”

“Fine. Let’s just get this over with.”

“That’s definitely the energy I want from you when you are literally about to stick it in me. Really turns me on…” Midnight said with an eyeroll.

Under a large tree, the pair stopped walking and talking and both of them fully stripped out of their hero suits and stood naked in the clearing.

Not feeling particularly turned on, and also a little cold, Vlad’s cock was nowhere near hard yet.

“You’ve got a beautiful woman like me out here, completely naked, and you can’t even stand at attention?”

“Oh, yeah, that’s really going to help the situation… Just get against that tree and stick your ass out for me.” Vlad said with exasperation coloring his deep voice.

“Now we’re talking…” Midnight said in a get-to-business tone.

She went to the nearest tree and placed her arms against it, and stuck out her ass.

Vlad admired the sight for a moment and then kneeled down behind her, licking her from behind. She let out a low moan as his tongue licked her delicious pussy up and down, making her shiver. Vlad seemed to savor the taste, and she enjoyed the sensuality that it offered, a reprieve from their usual bickering.

“As much as I love what you’re doing down there, you should probably pound it into me soon. A lunch break is only so long you know…”

Vlad stood up from behind her and gave her ass a quick smack that somewhat echoed through the trees. Midnight let out a sultry moan.

“Whoops,” he said at the unexpectedly loud sound. “Wonder if it would happen twice…”

He slapped her cheek again and listened carefully for the another echo, smiling as he heard it.

“Stop messing around and fuck me, Vlad!” Midnight said impatiently.

Vlad smirked, grabbed her hips firmly, and pulled her away from the tree. Her hands fell to the ground to support her and her ass remained in the air, she was bent in half at the waist. His thick cock now fully at attention, he pushed his tip into her wetness with one good stroke, not giving Midnight a chance to adjust to his girth.

She gasped as he entered her, but relished in the fullness she felt. Vlad took a small step forward and then began pushing and pulling her hips to slide his cock in and out of her, making her scramble to maintain her balance on her hands and feet on the rough, leaf-littered ground.

“Now this is what I had hoped for,” she quipped as she struggled to maintain stability. “Use my pussy like your personal fuck toy and fill me up with your cum.”

Vlad grunted in understanding. He let go of her hips and reached for both of her arms. He folded them behind her back and held her by both forearms so that her torso was parallel to the ground. Using his hold as leverage, he fucked her hard, deep, and fast.

Midnight could barely contain her moans as she was used exactly like she wanted.

Continuing to thrust with all he had, Vlad pulled Midnight up to more of a standing position and wrapped his arms around her, groping her breasts, paying special attention to the hardened nipples standing away from the softness beneath them.

With the change in position, the angle of Vlad’s cock inside Midnight also changed, and began hitting a spot that was extremely pleasurable for her,  Midnight could no longer hold her voice. After a few seconds of loud, rhythmic wails, Vlad let go of her breast and cupped his hand around her mouth to muffle her while they continued fucking.

Changing positions, Vlad quickly pushed her off of his length and spun her around with little regard for her comfort. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto him, her legs wrapped around his middle and her arms around his neck. He lowered her back onto his cock.

“I don’t care what you do, but you can’t scream. Got it?” Vlad said breathlessly.

A rattled grunt of understanding was all Midnight could manage in reply from being fucked so thoroughly.

Vlad grabbed her tightly by her ass and thrusted into her with all his might, faster and harder than he had before. Midnight dug her fingernails into his back and buried her face in the crook of neck while trying to hold in her moans.

The pace was fast, and Vlad’s thick cock repeatedly struck something deep inside of her, making it almost too much for Midnight to withstand.

“I need you... to cum in me… soon…” she moaned into his ear. “My brain… is going to turn to mush… if this goes on much longer…”

Vlad redoubled his efforts and continued fucking at maximum pace, not caring about his partner at all, but truly using her to satisfy himself. He knew she could handle whatever he did. Midnight’s muscles spasmed as she clung to him through her orgasm and he continued thrusting without missing a beat.

Sounds and moans that sounded like attempts at speech poured out of Midnight’s mouth. She could no longer form the words she wanted, but she wasn’t sure which words she needed to come out anyway. The sex was incredible, and it had been a long while since she felt a pleasure this intense. But something deep inside her told her that if this continued, if she passed a certain threshold of pleasure, there would be no coming back from it. She would never feel pleasure like this from another dick.

As Vlad continued to ruthlessly use her pussy, she positioned her head to look directly into his eyes to convey her desperation. Though his eyes were open, they seemed to see nothing. He appeared to be in a trance as he neared his orgasm and enjoyed his perfect fucktoy.

Midnight grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him passionately, sticking her tongue into his mouth. His tongue licked hers and she moaned into him. Vlad seemed to regain some composure with this and started to let out some deep moans of his own.

He pulled his mouth from hers and grunted as he looked into her desperate, contorted face, “I’m going to cum so deep inside you. This pussy will never be the same after I’m through with it. Are you ready for it? Are you ready to be filled?”

Midnight still couldn’t form words, but shook her head rapidly in the affirmative.

Vlad did a few long, deep strokes into her deepest part and then froze as she took him into the hilt. Hot cum began to pump into her and he performed a few more ragged, deep strokes to make sure she truly received all the cum he had to offer.

He breathed deeply as he recovered from the extremely intense fuck. Midnight was slightly twitchy from being at the peak of pleasure for so long, and the bliss on her face was unmistakable.

Vlad pulled Midnight from him, giving her time to unwind her legs from around his torso, as he gently lowered her to a sitting position in the grass, completely exhausted.

He grabbed their uniforms and threw hers in her direction where she caught it effortlessly.

“That was fun. Maybe we do it again next week?” Vlad teased.

“Go… fuck… yourself…” Midnight offered through sleepy breaths.

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“Feeling kinky today?” Hagakure laughed as Ojiro held out a blindfold. They stood together, naked, in the middle of the room.

“You could say that, but I had the thought today that you always get to see me when we’re… you know… doing it.” Ojiro chuckled, embarrassed at his own words. “But I never get to see you!”

Hagakure giggled again, “So now you still won’t see me and I won’t be able to see anything? If that’s what you’re going for, I’m happy to oblige!”

Ojiro nervously rubbed the back of his neck. “Listen, I just thought it would be fun to try once. It’s like you surprise me everytime we do this kind of thing and I feel bad that I can’t do the same for you.”

“I didn’t mean to make fun of your idea! It sounds great! ♪ I’m looking forward to all the surprises you’ll give me tonight! ♪” Hagakure said in a sing-song voice as she covered her eyes with the blindfold.

Ojiro blushed a deep red. “Toru… I love you. Don’t forget to speak up if you don’t like it, okay?”

“And speak up if I like it a lot?” Hagakure teased.

“That too.” Ojiro answered with barely-contained excitement as he reached his hands up to touch the edges of her blindfold.

Without her hands available to guide him, he needed to get his bearings by starting at a point that he could see and then move his hands down to where he wanted to touch.

From the blindfold, his fingers gently glided to her ears, gently pinching her lobes, and then moved through her hair to the back of her head. Moving his hands back around to the blindfold, he then found her lips, moved his hands to cup her jaw, leaned in, and kissed her passionately.

A shiver ran through Hagakure’s spine, and she whispered, “This is giving me all kinds of tingles!” 

Her hands fidgeted to keep from reaching up and grabbing Ojiro herself. She was so accustomed to leading their sexual encounters that it was almost like having sex for the first time!

Ojiro’s lips slowly made their way down Hagakure’s body. Starting at her mouth and moving to her chin, then neck, collarbone, until he was kissing between her breasts.

Now kneeling as she stood, he brought his hands up to gently grab her breasts, playfully bouncing them and squeezing them against his face. Hagakure laughed at the mental image she had of the scene, and giggled when Ojiro friskily pinched her nipples.

“Could I ask you to lie down?” Ojiro asked in a husky tone.

“With pleasure,” Hagakure replied. “Just get me to the bed and you can have me any way you want.”

Ojiro silently licked his lips at the invitation and carefully guided her backwards toward the bed. Once her calves touched the mattress, she fell onto it and scooted her full body into the middle of the mattress.

However, Ojiro didn’t fall with her. In fact, she didn’t know where he was standing. Still by her feet? At her side?

“I’ll admit, it’s a little nerve-wracking not knowing how or when you’re going to touch me. Especially when I’m so exposed…”

Without a sound, she felt a finger touch the center of her blindfold, right between her eyes. The finger delicately traced down her nose, across her lips, down her chin and neck, between her breasts, over her belly button and then stopped just before it reached the sensitive spot between her legs.

“Oh, now you’re teasing me…” Hagakure hummed as she spread her legs.

Again, without a sound, she felt a pressure on the mattress between her knees and then felt the warm softness of Ojiro’s lips kissing up her thighs. His mouth moved further and further up her legs, moving between left and right, until it reached her already wet slit at the apex.

Hagakure gasped as Ojiro’s tongue spread her lips apart and licked her from bottom to top, planting a light kiss on her aching clit. She shuddered at the pleasure from the direct stimulation and spread her legs a bit wider to give him better access.

Ojiro continued to move his tongue up and down her, sometimes focusing on her entrance, other times focusing on her clit. Her lack of sight seemed to make her particularly sensitive, and she spoke in an almost helpless whisper, “If you keep that up, you’re going to make me orgasm…”

“Mhmmm…” Ojiro mumbled without removing his mouth from her pussy.

He grabbed Hagakure’s ass to pull her pussy closer and continued to lick, sticking his tongue inside her and then swiftly moving it up to her clit. Feeling especially close to an orgasm, she grabbed his hair and held him in position over her clit.

Ojiro licked her clit with long, slow, strokes in the way he knew she liked. She began thrusting her hips at a tempo that she liked, leaving Ojiro to keep his tongue in position as she used him to reach her climax.

With a few final thrusts, she announced, “Ohhhh fuckkk… Cumming…” Her hips bucked as the orgasm ran through her, eventually settling. Ojiro lifted his head from between her legs and placed a final kiss on her belly, now climbing off off the bed.

“My turn.” Ojiro said deviously from the side of the bed.

Still recovering from her own orgasm, Hagakure let out a pleased whimper, and mentally prepared herself for whatever may come next.

She felt the bed next to her compress under Ojiro’s weight, but kept her head facing the ceiling. A moment later, she felt Ojiro’s warm, toned body lower onto her, but not in the way she anticipated. Without using her arms, she couldn’t quite tell how he was positioned. Was he straddling her? They’d never done this before.

As she focused on her sense of touch, she could feel Ojiro’s thick cock resting on her breastbone, bouncing with excitement.

Ojiro carefully felt beneath him for Hagakure’s breasts and grabbed them, one in each hand. Having determined their exact positioning, he situated his cock between them and then pressed her breasts together, enveloping his length in their warm softness.

Hagakure could feel his slick precum on her breasts and chin as it leaked out from his tip. As he squeezed himself with her breasts, Hagakure considered how he’d never expressed an interest in doing something like this, but she thought it was extremely sexy.

“Let me hold these for you,” she offered. “You focus on making that cock feel good.” She removed his hands from her tits and pressed them back together herself.

Ojiro leaned further forward and placed his hands above Hagakure’s head. He was now able to thrust himself between her breasts in a true fucking motion—and it felt incredible. He let out a hungry groan and continued to grind himself against her soft, invisible body, watching his dick disappear between her invisible breasts and then the tip reappear above them.

“Would you let me use your mouth like this for a minute?” he asked as he continued to fuck her breasts. “I’ll be gentle.”

“Thought you’d never ask…” she teased as she grabbed his cock and led the tip to her mouth. “I’ll use my hand to stop you from going too deep, so just fuck away.”

He thrust his hips forward and backward, pushing himself in and out of her mouth, listening for sounds of discomfort. This was also a first. He’d never used her mouth like this before—controlling the pace, thrusting his hips. Her tongue licked the underside of his cock on every entrance and exit, and he could feel that he was close to cumming, but didn’t feel that he could bring himself to stop something that felt so irresistibly, carnally, right.

“Toru… I’m going to cum like this… I’m sorry… Here it comes…” He pulled his cock out of her mouth and leaned back slightly; several thick ropes of cum spread across her upper chest, mouth, and nose.

The smell of cum was thick in Hagakure’s nose, and it was driving her wild, somehow making her more aroused than she already was despite already orgasming once.

As Ojiro recovered, breathing deeply above her, she felt for his cock and pulled him back into her mouth.

He let out a yelp from sensitivity and fell forward, throwing his hands out to the side of where he hoped her head would be. Hagakure kept sucking enthusiastically. She could feel his muscles trembling above her as he let out more pained moans and gasps of tortured post-orgasm pleasure. Having had enough of her fun, she let him back out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ of her lips.

“I hope you have it in you for another round?” she asked with a joking tone, but mostly serious in her intent.

Ojiro breathed deeply for another few moments, regaining his composure, “If you keep my cum on you like that, I can definitely do it.” He leaned down and kissed her on her cum-covered lips.

He felt his way back down her body and gave her pussy a few more moments of good licking before positioning his hips between her legs and his face near hers.

He rubbed his cock up and down her slit to gather some wetness and gently pushed himself inside, giving her time to adjust.

With a few long plunges, his cock was now soaked in her wetness, and she wrapped her legs around his waist to prevent him from fully leaving. She relished in the feeling of being filled up, especially with someone she loved so deeply.

“Fuck me like you want… I can handle it…” she panted into his ear.

“I love you so much, Toru,” he growled as he quickened his pace.

Hagakure continued to use her voice to drive him closer to his orgasm, whispering to him sweetly and slowly, “I love you too. We were destined to be together. I love when you fuck me like this. I love that I’m already covered in your cum and I’m about to have more of it inside me. No one else will ever be able to have me like this. Only you. Only your cock. Over and over.”

“God, you’re so fucking sexy,” Ojiro groaned back into her ear as he lowered himself onto her. He thrusted eagerly, desperately. His passion was baked into his movement as he fully covered her in his thrusting body and maneuvered his arms under hers and grabbed her shoulders for better leverage. “I’m going to cum so hard…”

His breathing was rough and hungry as he whimpered with his thrusts, dying to climax inside this perfect woman. Letting out a low growl with a few final thrusts, he came inside her with an intensity neither of them had ever experienced.

He collapsed on top of her, breathing hard and sweating. She squeezed around his torso with both arms and gave him several passionate kisses to the side of his sweaty head.

She took her blindfold off and looked at him as he rolled to the side of her. His eyes were closed and he looked like he might fall asleep still entangled with her. She readjusted her body and ran her fingers soothingly through his hair.

“Will you marry me?” she asked earnestly.

Ojiro’s eyes popped open and searched for hers, but couldn’t find them. She pressed the tip of her nose against his so that he knew she was looking only at him.

“Of course,” he whispered as a tear rolled down his cheek. “I couldn’t see myself with anyone else.”

Chapter Text

Kirishima trudged in through his hotel door. He threw his backpack and disgusting hero suit on the floor next to the bed and opened the laptop that he’d left on the desk. 12:37am.

Damn, what a long day. Wouldn’t surprise me if he was asleep by now. But he’s the one who asked me to call him every day… Kirishima pondered.

He types into an encrypted messenger app:

Kirishima: Yo! You still up? Sorry it’s so late.

Bakugo: Still up, dumbass. You knew I would be.

Kirishima: 😐

Bakugo: Need to call?

Kirishima hesitated with another reply. He didn’t need to call. There wasn’t much to discuss. But he did like talking with his friend. The pair had never had “best friends” energy, but they always looked out for each other. They complained. They listened to the other’s complaining. They laughed and joked. But if Bakugo had been a girl, Kirishima probably would have proposed by this point.

Today didn’t give much to talk about, though. Another long day of being assigned to some random city for hero work. Nothing extraordinary happened, no one had their life in danger, no one was rescued. Just a long day.

His laptop started ringing as Bakugo’s smirking profile picture popped up on the screen. Guess he had waited too long to reply… Kirishima accepted the call.

“Oh, so you are still awake,” Bakugo sneered as he leaned in to his webcam. “I thought you had already passed out on me, idiot.”

“Nah, just trying to get settled in for the night. My day was lame. How was yours?”

“Lame here too. I stopped one robbery in progress and helped carry some groceries. What got you in so late?”

“It was just unexpected night patrols. There was a tip given to the police that some gang activity would happen, so we waited around… But nothing ever happened. You know how it goes.”

“Maybe something more exciting will happen for us tomorrow. Like a brand new supervillain or something. It’s been pretty fucking quiet lately.”

“Please don’t wish for a new super villain…”

“What? You don’t think I could kick his ass?”

“Let’s talk about something else or I’m going to bed.”

“Fine. Did you hear about the Red Thread of Fate III news? They gave it a release date and said it will have 500 fucking hours of original story with open world quests that you can use to make money for items.”

“Damn, that’s actually crazy… Did they say if the main characters going to be the same? Or are they doing another new one?”

“They didn’t say, but the trailer teased—”

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Kirishima and Bakugo talked early into the morning. At some point, both of them fell asleep at their computers.

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Kirishima's sleep was disturbed because he could hear rustling in his room. Immediately he discovered that he was still at his desk and that his laptop was still in a call with Bakugo, which is where the rustling was coming from.

Bakugo had stood up from his desk and stripped down to nothing. He grabbed a towel and headed to the shower elsewhere in his apartment.

Does he not know that we’re still in a call? Surely he can still see me on the screen? Kirishima thought. But maybe he doesn’t know. Maybe he had opened a new window or something. That idiot should still be able to see the little glowing light on the webcam, though…

Kirishima’s eyes were glued to the screen as he waited for Bakugo to reappear. He shouldn’t be watching. He should hang up the call and go get some quality sleep in an actual bed. But for some reason, he waited.

It only took a few minutes for Bakugo to come back into frame. He was naked and rubbing a towel on his head to dry his hair. A toothbrush hung out of his mouth. He checked his phone briefly and then headed back to the bathroom.

Coming back again, still naked, he looked at the time on his phone. Seemingly satisfied, he fell onto this mattress and started touching his cock.

I’m not about to watch Bakugo crank it, am I? Kirishima thought to himself. But he was. And he did.

Bakugo laid on his bed with his left hand behind his head and his right hand on his dick, playing with it until it became hard.

Why the fuck does this guy look so smug when he’s jerking it? What the hell? Kirishima derided him with his inner thoughts.

Bakugo’s cock finally rose to full, girthy attention, and Kirishima leaned in closer to his screen. Watching Bakugo’s balls bounce with every stroke was mesmerizing in some way. The anticipation of him cumming was also driving him crazy. He wasn’t into dudes, or so he thought, but this was actually pretty hot.

Bakugo continued to stroke with a relaxed, steady pace, using only his imagination as an aid.

Kirishima’s cock pressed against his shorts, and he absent mindedly found himself releasing it via the fly on the front to let it breathe. Absent-mindedly, he played with his own cock as Bakugo continued to bring himself to orgasm.

For a few minutes, both men were wanking at an identical pace: Bakugo reclining in his bed and Kirishima hunched over his laptop.

Not much more time had passed and Bakugo’s breathing became deeper. He pumped his cock a little harder and faster and then several ropes of cum exploded out of him and onto his abs. He used a few more strokes to make sure it all got out before he wiped his hand on his stomach.

Kirishima, immensely stimulated, brought himself to a fast climax. He panicked as he got close to orgasm and resorted to catching his cum in his hand so as not to get it on the desk or the carpet. He felt like such a pervert for watching his buddy jerk off, and doubly so for jerking off to him!

“Damn, you’re a pervert, Kirishima.” Bakugo said under his breath.

Kirishima’s eyes shot to his screen. Was Bakugo talking to him? Like actually talking to him right now? Or just talking to himself about him?

Kirishima stood completely still as he tried to read Bakugo’s face. His eyes were still closed. He was still covered in cum.

Was Bakugo fantasizing about… me? Kirishima thought to himself, dumbfounded.

He slammed his laptop shut and sunk into his chair, cum still in his hand. He had a lot to think about.

Chapter Text

Monoma sat naked on the bed, slouched and covering his eyes. In a nervous voice, he asks, “And you think this will be fun?”

Kendo, who sat next to him, in a reassuring tone replied, “Well… I know it will be fun for me. And at the best outcome, it will feel really good for you too!” She added in a mischievous tone, “...And I’ll have a really pervy mental picture of you in my mind for the rest of my life.”

Monoma uncovered his eyes and looked at her directly. In an over-the-top gleeful tone, he returned, “Oh yeah, that makes me feel better. Thank you!”

“Of course, now just—”

“OF COURSE THAT DOESN’T HELP, ITSUKA,” he yelled.

Laughing, Kendo reminded him, “But remember all the preparation we did for this. So much research, and buying the kind of lube you wanted, and we messed around with fingers, which you liked, and we bought the exact kind of strapon for me that we both agreed was the one we wanted, and we’re already sitting on this bed naked together!”

Monoma flopped backwards with a glassy look in his eyes. “Alright, let’s start now before I get cold feet…”

“That’s the spirit!” Kendo encouraged as she took him by the feet and spread his legs apart.

Sitting between his legs as he laid back on the bed, she played with his cock and balls. Stretching, pulling, stroking. Gradually, his balls tightened and his cock rose to attention. At the very least, she thought he was enjoying this part.

“We can start with a smaller toy today and then work up to me fucking you like you deserve?” she offered.

Monoma sighed, “Okay.”

Kendo pulled a small toy from the side of the bed and lubed it thoroughly. It was a small, pink dildo with a flared base.

Monoma lifted his legs a bit and Kendo pressed the toy against his entrance. There was a small bit of resistance, but it slid in easily enough. Monoma breathed through the pressure and Kendo soothingly rubbed his thigh with her free hand as she very slowly moved the toy in and out.

“How’s that feeling?”

Monoma gave a silent thumbs-up without lifting his head from the pillow.

Kendo continued to move it in and out of him at a slightly faster pace, playing with his pulsing cock as she went. The more she toyed with him, the more precum that leaked out onto her hand and his belly.

“This is getting me pretty hot. Ready for the real deal?” Monoma asked with a kind determination.

Monoma let out another sigh. “Ready as I’ll ever be. I don’t know what kind of faces I’m going to make, so be nice to me, okay?”

Kendo nodded and got her strap-on dildo attached to herself. It was about as standard as it could be because they ordered it online. The dildo was just about the same size as Monoma's cock, maybe a little thicker in girth. It was made out of black silicone and was shockingly realistic with a well-defined tip, veins, and giant balls.

After covering both Monoma’s entrance and the dildo in more lube, she placed the tip against his entrance. Already slightly loosened from the previous toy, the tip slid in with just a little pressure. Slowly, she continued to press onward, letting Monoma’s ass stretch and take all of it in.

As more and more of the strap-on entered him, Monoma’s face contorted to display something of pleasure, pain, and vulnerability. He brought his arm up to cover his eyes while his other hand grabbed the sheets beneath him. Kendo loved the faces he was making, and was excited to fuck him in earnest.

The fake cock was now completely inside him, and Monoma grabbed Kendo’s waist with his legs to hold her in place. Kendo took the opportunity to grab his cock with one of her hands and stroked it slowly. An astonishing amount of precum was leaking out of it. She wondered what it would look like when he came with a cock this big in his ass.

“Can I start moving? I’m kind of dying to fuck you…”

“Yeah… Go ahead… Start slow…” he breathed as if he was holding onto his sanity.

Kendo let go of his cock and pulled her hips backwards, slowly pulling the strap-on out of him. Just as she thought she was about to see the tip exit him, she slowly pushed it back in. It wasn’t a pattern of movement she was particularly familiar with because, well, she was usually the one getting fucked.

As Kendo continued her thrusts, Monoma was letting out gasps and moans. He opened his eyes to look up at Kendo, who had eyes full of lust as she fucked him. This was clearly the fulfillment of a long-held kink for her.

Even though there was no mechanism for her to receive stimulation during this process, she somehow felt she was building toward her own orgasm, each thrust into Monoma giving her an additional dose of eager bliss. Watching Monoma’s cock bounce and leak with each thrust was doing more for her than she ever thought it would have.

Monoma’s breathing was turning into a trembling groan with each thrust of Kendo’s silicone cock into his ass. He didn’t think he would hold out much longer, but he didn’t feel like he could form the words necessary to communicate that to Kendo.

Instead, he grabbed one of Kendo’s hands and placed it on his cock. Kendo began stroking it in time with her thrusts, which were now increasing in pace. She was fucking him like she meant it, and struggling to maintain the gentleness that Monoma deserved for his first time. Her own orgasm felt like it was arriving soon.

Thrusting over and over, stroking Monoma’s slippery cock, struggling to keep control, Kendo began breathing in grunts as she fucked. Monoma looked up at her with desperate eyes and wordlessly urged her to finish this, for both of them.

Kendo nodded in understanding and let her depraved desire take over, unrestrained. She fucked into him, chasing her own orgasm, and stroked him quickly, focusing on his cock-head.

Monoma’s moans shifted into insistent panting as he felt an orgasm building from deep within him, knowing that he had no control over its arrival.

Kendo thrusted more and more with wanton need to see cum shoot out of him, to feel the power of bringing him there with a cock of her own.

Monoma’s eyes went wide and he grabbed the sheets with both hands as his back arched off the bed. Thick, white ropes of cum erupted from his cock and landed on his face, chest, and stomach. He seemingly came for twice as long as he normally did, and his body trembled as he came down from his orgasm.

Kendo let out a loud moan of her own, somehow feeling as if she had just came inside him with her silicon cock. She relished the look on his face as he looked close to passing out.

Delicately sliding the dildo out of him, she collapsed on the bed beside him.

“We’re definitely going to do that again, right?” she asked jokingly.

“Give me half an hour,” Monoma replied breathlessly.