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“Oh, Ochako! So glad you could make…it…”

“Something wrong, Mina?” Uraraka asked, smiling innocently at her friend. She knew exactly why the pink-skinned girl had trailed off in the middle of her sentence, of course, but she was enjoying the reaction. It wouldn’t be the only time someone was left speechless by Ochako’s Halloween costume.

“Wow!” Mina said, finding her voice again. “You really went for it, huh?”

“I’m an adult now,” she said, striking a pose and showing off for the host of the party. “I wanted to make sure everybody knew it.”

“Trust me, no one’s going to miss it,” Mina said. She held the door open for Ochako so she could enter her house. “You look amazing in that.”

“Thank you!” she said, beaming. “You look great too. The pink fairy princess costume really suits you.”

“Thanks, but you’re going to steal the show. The guys won’t be able to keep their eyes off of you. Heck, I’m not sure I’ll be able to either.”

“You’re exaggerating,” Ochako said modestly, but in truth it was exactly what she wanted to hear. She chose this costume because she wanted to turn heads, because she wanted her classmates from UA to realize that she was all woman now. She was a curvaceous woman, with large, firm breasts, wide hips and a big, curvy, spankable ass. Ochako was very proud of her body, and she wanted others to appreciate it as well.

When Mina invited her to the Halloween party she was hosting, she knew this was her chance to make her statement. She’d immediately begun to think about her choice of costume. It needed to be something that showed off her adult body, something that filled her with confidence and drew appreciate looks from the young men at the party. But since it would mainly be her former classmates and other pro heroes at the party, she wanted to choose something appropriately hero-themed as well. When she really thought about it, the answer became clear in her mind.

Mina escorted her newest arrival into the room where most of the party’s guests were mingling. Ochako walked slowly, doing her best to draw her entrance out, make it as dramatic as possible and hopefully catch plenty of attention. She wanted everyone to see her, to admire what she was wearing and how it made her look.


Mineta rushed towards her on his little legs, drooling openly as he admired her in her costume. Ochako had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. Growing up had not made him any less of a lecherous pervert, which did him no favors in trying to actually get a girl interested in him. Still, it wasn’t like she could pretend she hadn’t worn this costume hoping to get just this kind of reaction. Hopefully a few of the other guys, the ones who were more attractive and less weird, would also take note of her. In the meantime she would just need to grin and bear Mineta’s gross fawning. But if he tried to touch her, she was going to use her quirk to send him flying far, far away.

“Th-that costume!” he gasped. “It’s perfect! The best hero costume of all time, cruelly banned by people who can’t appreciate true beauty!”

“Y-yeah,” she said, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly. She’d chosen this costume to attract appreciative gazes but the way Mineta’s eyes traveled up and down her body, hungrily drinking in all the exposed skin, made her want to vomit.

‘It’s like you’re a young Midnight reborn!” he exclaimed. “I never thought I would see that glorious costume being worn again, not after she was banned from wearing it! Oh, thank you, Uraraka! You’re making my dreams come true!”

“Uh, you’re welcome?” she said. She hadn’t worn it for him, of course, but she knew that recreating Midnight’s original costume, the one that had singlehandedly led to the regulations on how much skin female heroes could have on display, would get the attention of everyone else at the party. The 18+ Only Hero’s current costume was sexy enough, but when you took away the bodysuit and revealed all the bare skin underneath it, the look really went to another level. Ocahko could understand why this costume had caused such controversy. And honestly, she couldn’t blame Mineta for his reaction. He was a hopeless pervert anyway, and dangling this much skin in front of his face was always going to trigger this sort of response from him.

“So much skin!” he moaned. “Can I touch it?”

“No,” she said flatly, narrowing her eyes and backing up a few steps. She’d gotten used to his perverted comments over the years, but she wasn’t about to let him touch her.

“Okay, Mineta, let’s back off before you gross everybody out and Shoto has to freeze you to the wall. Again.” Mina, taking her role as party host seriously, ushered a protesting Mineta away from Uraraka before he could invade her personal space. She exhaled, glad that that was other with. Mineta drooling over her choice of costume was to be expected; she was showing more skin than she’d ever shown in public, and he hit on any girl in his general vicinity. But how were the other guys going to react? Had any of them taken note of her yet?

Deku was chatting animatedly with Momo about a recent rescue mission they’d worked on together, but unlike most guys who had the chance to talk with the stunningly beautiful Yaoyorozu, he wasn’t trying to flirt with her. He was so dedicated to being a top hero that he didn’t have time to obsess about the things most boys did. Ochako shook her head with a small smile on his face. That was just the way he'd always been. Being a hero, being a worthy successor to All Might was the most important thing in his life. She'd had a crush on him when they were younger, but as time went on she realized that she was never going to be able to catch his attention, not with his single-minded focus on becoming a Symbol of Peace. He was one of her best friends and always would be, but there was never going to be more than that between them. She'd known that before she'd ever arrived, so his failure to notice her and what she was wearing wasn't a surprise. But she knew not all of the boys she'd gone to school with were so immune to the opposite sex, and she was hoping some of them wouldn't be able to take their eyes off of her.

The normally stoic Todoroki and fiery Bakugo had been arguing when she came in, though it would be more accurate to say that Bakugo had been yelling and Todoroki just watched him and said nothing. The yelling had died down now though, because the two strong heroes both had their heads turned in her direction. And there was Oijiro and Koda staring by the punch bowl, and Kirishima standing there with his mouth open and a bowl of food forgotten in his hand, and Kaminari looking like he'd already used his power and would be useless for the next hour. She smiled and pumped her fist in celebration. Mission accomplished! It was usually Momo who got all the attention from the guys, but she'd intended to steal the show this Halloween. Between her curvaceous body and this banned costume, she'd more than pulled it off. None of the guys would ever forget this night.

That even included the strait-laced Iida. He was standing ramrod straight and staring at the wall, but Ochako wasn't fooled. He had absolutely noticed her skimpy costume, but he was just studiously avoiding gawking at her like most of the other guys were doing (and some of the girls too, she couldn't help but notice.) That was Iida to a fault; so determined to remain professional and respectful at all times. He was one of her best friends too, but she wished he would let loose and stop being so formal all the time. And speaking of letting loose...

"Pass me one of those drinks, Kyoka," she said, walking towards the countertop where a variety of beverages were spread out, including plenty of alcohol. "I'm ready to party."


"Too funny, Sato!" Ochako slurred, throwing her arm around her former classmate's muscular shoulders. "Can't believe you fell asleep in the middle of a fight! Lucky I was there to save you!"

The tall man just laughed awkwardly, a blush on his face as he was hyperaware of her large breasts squishing against his side. Considering her costume left practically all of her chest exposed aside from the nipples, it was only natural for him to feel uncomfortable about the close contact. At this point she was too drunk to really comprehend the idea of personal space though.

"Okay, Ochako, hands off of Sato so he can go home," Mina said, coming up from the other side and taking her half-full glass of beer out of her hand. Ochako groaned in protest and tried to take it back, but she used her superior height to keep it out of her reach. "We should probably get you home too. The party's ending, you know."

"Don't wan’ go," she mumbled. "Having fun. Ish a good party."

"I'm glad. But almost everybody else has already left."

It was true. After Sato hurried out the door, it was just Ochako and Iida who remained, aside from Mina herself of course. Ochako couldn't deny that the party was all but over, but she didn't want it to be. She'd had so much fun letting loose, catching up with old friends and being the center of attention! It couldn’t be helped though. It was hard to keep a party going when everyone else was gone.

“Fine,” she said, sighing and hanging her head. “I’ll just head on home then.” She took a few steps forward, wobbled and had to quickly grab onto the wall to stop herself from falling flat on her face.

“Uraraka! Are you okay?!” Iida asked, hurrying over to her and placing a steadying arm around her waist to make sure she didn’t fall.

“Fine, fine,” she said. “Just a little tipsy.”

“You’re a lot more than ‘just a little tipsy’,” Mina said. “You’re in no condition to go anywhere.”

“I’m fine!” she insisted. “Just, just give me a second to clear my head, ‘kay?”

“That’s going to take a lot longer than a second.” Mina said, eying her warily. “You can stay here for the night. I got my guest room ready just in case someone got too drunk to go home. Didn’t expect it to be you though.”

“I’m full of surprises!” she said, giggling and twirling out of Iida’s grasp to show off. In doing so, she tripped over her own feet and nearly fell once again. She almost certainly would have if Iida hadn’t caught her by the waist.

“Yeah, don’t even try and argue your way out of this now,” Mina said, sounding amused. “Iida, do you mind carrying her up and getting her settled in my guest room?”

“I would be happy to!” he said, sounding like the same dedicated class rep he’d been back in school.

“Great, thanks!” Mina said. She nodded towards the stairs. “It’s the second room on the right. I’m going to clean up down here, and after I’m done I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

“Thank you!” Iida said, bowing as much as he could while supporting Ochako’s body weight. He scooped her up into his arms and carefully began to carry her up the stairs, bridal-style.

“It’s like we just got MARRIED!” she said, giggling and making him blush.

“I am merely taking care of you, as your friend!” he said. He really was being rather professional about it too, much to her frustration. He was holding her body in his strong arms without touching anything that would be considered improper to touch, which was quite remarkable given how little she was wearing. His eyes also did not take even the slightest peek at her body in this vulnerable state. He remained professional and resolutely focused on the task Mina had entrusted him with. It was just like responsible, dependable Iida. Ochako considered it one of his greatest qualities most of the time, but right now she cursed it.

She’d put this costume on because she wanted to be looked at. That and she usually got insatiably horny when she was this drunk. She’d have probably masturbated as soon as she got home, but thanks to Mina she wasn’t going home. She could always masturbate once Iida got her settled in the guest room, but why should she settle for that? She was horny, he was attractive, and even if he was refusing to ogle her, she knew he liked what he saw. There was no need for her to settle for her fingers tonight, not with Iida so close and so happy to help her. All she needed to do was get him to let loose, just like she’d done.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed as he carried her up the stairs. He wasn’t known to be the most physically strong of her former classmates, but he was still plenty strong enough to steadily walk up the flight of stairs with her held securely in his arms. The door had thankfully been left open a crack, so he was able to nudge it the rest of the way open with his foot and get her into the room without putting her down. That suited her just fine, because she wanted to maintain physical contact with him for as long as possible. Maybe even all night, if she was lucky.

“I could get used to this,” she said, laughing as Iida walked further into the room and placed her down on the bed. She quickly latched onto his arm before he could even think about walking away.

“Would you like me to tuck you in, Uraraka?” he asked formally, staring straight forward.

“No,” she said. “I’m not ready to sleep just yet.”

“Very well.” He bowed to her and then stood up straight. “If there is nothing else, I will be returning home.”

“No,” she said, shaking her head and gripping his arm tighter. “Stay.”

“Do you need something from me?” he asked, looking confused.

“Yes.” She thought about having some fun by using her quirk to get him where she wanted him, but she wasn’t sure it would be the best idea in her current drunken state. So instead she simply tugged on his arm, catching him by surprise and causing him to fall onto the bed beside her. She pounced immediately, climbing on top of him and beginning to kiss him. He did not return the kiss, so she moved her head down and began sucking at his neck.

“Ochako, what are you doing?!” he said, panicked. “We can’t do this!”

“Why not?” She kept licking and kissing his neck, doing her best to give him a hickey that would be difficult to hide. “Neither of us are dating anyone, I’ve always thought you were handsome, and I know you like the way I look in this costume.”

“You are very attractive,” he admitted, which made her suck on his neck all the harder. “But we still can’t do this, not now. You are intoxicated, and I cannot take advantage of you like this.”

“Take advantage of me?” She pulled away from his neck so she could look into his eyes. “I’m drunk, but I still know what I’m doing. I want this. I want YOU, Iida. I want you, and I trust you.”

“S-still…” He was trying to resist, but his objections were getting weaker. It was obvious that he wanted her, that he was attracted to her and wanted to go along with what she was offering, but his moral code was standing in the way. It was wavering though. She was wearing him down. Now she just needed to give him the last little push that would give them what they both wanted.

“It was so nice of you to make sure I didn’t fall,” she whispered, kissing him behind the ear and making him shiver. “And then you carried me all the way up here and put me in bed. You’re my hero, Tenya.”

“I was just being a good friend,” he said weakly, but she knew she was almost to the finish line. Time to seal the deal.

“Hero,” she insisted. “And I need to reward my hero, don’t I? I need to thank you, and I need to do it the same way Midnight would.”

Iida said nothing as she slid down his body until she was level with his groin. The baggy pants of his pirate costume slid down easily enough, and from there all she had to do was remove his boxers. When that task was done, she stopped short, unable to move. At first she was half convinced that her brain wasn’t working right, that the alcohol was making her see things that weren’t real. There was no way Iida’s cock could possibly be that big!

She squeezed her eyes shut and then blinked them back open, but she was still confronted with the same daunting sight. It appeared her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her after all. Tenya really was as big as he’d first appeared.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, looking down at her in concern when she had been idle for too long. “Are you having second thoughts? If you want me to leave, just say the word and—“

“No!” she said quickly, cursing herself for almost blowing this by letting Iida’s scruples make a return. “It’s not that. It’s just—holy shit, you’re huge!”

“Oh,” he said, blushing. “Yes, I’ve been told that before. Will that be a problem?”

Honestly, she didn’t know the answer to that question. She’d never seen, much less handled a cock that was anywhere close to this long or thick. Who knew how it would turn out? Maybe it would be too much for her. But she couldn’t show any hesitation or make him think she was having second thoughts. He might leave if he caught wind of anything like that, and that was the last thing she wanted. Would she be able to handle Tenya’s cock? She didn’t know, but she was going to take the plunge and find out.

Rather than giving him some kind of verbal answer, she made her feelings clear by giving the tip of his cock a kiss. Iida gasped and squirmed on the bed as she worshipped his cock with her lips and tongue, but Ochako wasn’t going to make him be content with just that for long. She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and began to suck. Normally she preferred to take it slow at first and gradually build up to a better, more intense blowjob. That probably would’ve been an even better idea than it usually was since her partner was so much bigger than she was used to, but the liquor was making Ochako too horny to want to take her time.

She surely would’ve felt daunted by this task if she was sober, but this wild and unrestrained version of Uraraka just threw herself totally into what she was doing. She didn’t bother to ease her way into sucking this huge cock; she just started sliding her mouth up and down his length. She couldn’t hope to get close to swallowing all of him, of course, but she was still making enough headway to make Iida groan. Though she couldn’t see it, there was so much cock in her mouth and down her throat that it created a visible bulge in her neck.

Maybe Ochako would have been a little more into what was happening if she had been able to see that obscene visual, but as things stood she felt a little underwhelmed. It wasn’t bad; honestly, under normal circumstances she would’ve been delighted to be able to suck on such a large cock to her heart’s content. But Ochako couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.

“This isn’t working,” she complained.

“Really?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “I’m enjoying it. Your mouth feels very good.”

“It’s not right,” she said. “It’s not what I want.”

“Then what do you want?” He leaned up onto his elbows so he could see her better. “Tell me, Ochako, and I will do my best to make it happen. I want you to enjoy yourself.”

He was speaking with all the determination and sincerity he always displayed whenever he felt he had a responsibility to make sure something was done right. And as she stared at him, she realized what was missing, realized what she wanted. Sucking his impressive cock to the best of her ability was fun and all, but she didn’t want him to be passive. She’d put on this risqué Halloween costume because she wanted to drive the boys wild, and she’d succeeded. Now she wanted this particular guy to be unable to keep his hands off of her. She wanted noble, dependable Iida to toss his discipline out the window and dominate her.

“I want you to do whatever you want to me,” she said aloud.

“What do you mean?”

“Bend me over and spank me, fuck my face, take me from behind, cum in my mouth or on my face or inside my pussy,” she rattled off, delighting in the way his eyes widened and mouth hung open in shock at the raunchy things coming out of her mouth. “Do whatever you want to me. Let loose and dominate the fuck out of me!”

“B-But what if I hurt you?” he asked, staring down at her in concern. “I don’t want you to regret this, Ochako.”

“Don’t worry about what I want or how I’m feeling,” she insisted. “If you’re doing something I hate, I’ll just use my quirk to get you off of me.”

“Are you sure about this?” He was still checking on her feelings like the considerate friend he was, but she could see the way he was eyeing her body. He looked like he was about ready to pounce.

“Positive.” She got up onto her hands and knees and hovered above him, dangling her mostly bare breasts in front of his face. “What’s the dirtiest thing you ever thought about doing to me back in school, the thing that you probably scolded yourself for immediately? What were the visions dancing around in your head when you saw me walk in wearing this costume, and forced yourself to look away? You can do them all, Tenya. Anything, everything. Tonight, my hero can do whatever he wants to me.”

Iida took a moment to process that, and then it was like a switch had been flipped. He sat up, rolled her over onto her back and pulled the straps on her breasts to the side so they were now completely bared. He took her boobs in his hands and played with them, testing their softness and giving them a firm squeeze. She grinned at him taking her invitation and using it to go straight for her breasts. She had always been proud of her chest, and it was nice to know he felt the same way.

Ochako had encouraged Iida to let loose and do whatever he wanted to her, but she had no idea just how energetic and dominant he could really be once he stopped worrying about trying to be respectable. He pulled the shirt of his pirate costume off, exposing his muscular chest, but she didn’t have much time to admire that. He straddled her, sticking his dick between her breasts and immediately beginning to slide back and forth. She was quick to do whatever she could to help, using her hands to push her boobs together and offer as much friction and pleasure as she could. But there was another aspect to this titfuck, something she’d never seen before. Because Iida was so big, a healthy amount of his cock poked through her cleavage and reached her mouth even as he was fucking her tits. That wasn’t something that she was used to seen even in porn, especially not from this angle. But she wasn’t going to complain. She was just going to thank her good fortune and make the most of this unique opportunity.

While Iida continued to thrust his cock between her tits, she started to lick and suck at the head. She was able to take a good five to six inches into her mouth. That was equal to the size of an average penis, but for Tenya it was just the amount that broke through the valley of her breasts. Who knew the former class rep was so well endowed?

She’d told him to let loose, and that’s exactly what he was doing. He fucked her boobs roughly, taking advantage of the lubrication coating his cock from her blowjob and using it to give himself a smoother trip. He was grunting and groaning throughout, and it increased in intensity the longer he went and the closer he got to his orgasm. There was no doubt he was enjoying himself, and as for Ochako? She might as well have been in heaven. She was getting the chance to go to town on Iida and show him how good a cocksucker he was, but she simultaneously got to enjoy being used as he roughly as she’d wanted. It truly was the best of both worlds, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

She was getting plenty of it too. He was proving to have plenty of stamina, hanging on for quite some time even with the dual stimulation, with how vigorously he was thrusting between her tits and with how much effort she was putting into her blowjob. Most guys would’ve cum long before now, but Iida just kept on going without pause. It went on long enough that she imagined her jaw was going to be sore in the morning, to go along with the likely hangover waiting for her. It would all be worth it though, if this was her reward. Even Tenya couldn’t last forever though, and eventually he issued a warning.

“Ochako…I’m going to cum!” he said, continuing to hump his cock into her cleavage. At first she figured he was telling her to give her a chance to decide where she wanted to take his load, but that turned out to not be the case at all. It didn’t much matter what she would have preferred, because he exercised the control she’d willingly given him at the beginning of this and made the decision for himself. That was perfectly fine with her; she’d wanted him to use her however he wanted tonight, and this was all part of that.

He pulled his hips back, removing his cock from her mouth and between her tits. It wouldn’t be out of her sight for long though. He shuffled forward slightly until he was hovering above her head. There was no need for her to ask him what he wanted. The way he held his massive shaft in his hand and aimed it directly at her face said it all. Ochako smiled, closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide and waited as he furiously stroked himself, using his hand to finish what her mouth and her boobs had started.

“Here it comes!” he shouted. Ochako just barely resisted the temptation to open her eyes and watch, and a good thing too, because the first shot landed squarely on her right eyelid. The next went higher, up across her forehead. He went back down after that, hitting her nose and cheek at the same time. He took aim at her mouth for the rest of it. A bit went above her upper lip, and then he spurted a generous amount of cum directly into her open mouth. She collected it all on her tongue, letting it sit there so she could let him watch her swallow it all after he was done. His orgasm was dying down, but he managed a few weaker parting shots on her chin.

She waited for about ten seconds, confirming that he had no more left to give her. She cautiously opened her left eye, the one he hadn’t hit with a cumshot, and saw that he was no longer cumming. He actually wasn’t even hovering above her anymore. Now he was sitting on the bed next to her, examining the facial he’d given her. Once she was sure his orgasm was done she stuck out her tongue to make sure his attention was drawn to it, and then made an elaborate production out of swallowing it all, complete with a theatric gulp. She grinned at the way his Adam’s apple bobbed in response.

“You mind getting me something to wipe my eye off with?” she asked.

“Yes, right away!” Iida said, hurrying off the bed and grabbing a box of tissues that were sitting on a nearby end table. Even in the throes of sex, he was still quick to help her with whatever she needed. She found it endearing and sweet, though she also couldn’t wait to get back to the newly discovered lusty version of Iida, the one who had rolled her onto her back, fucked her tits and cum all over her face.

“Thanks,” she said, taking the proffered tissue and wiping away the semen that had hit her right eyelid. Once that was done she blinked her eye open and tossed the used tissue across the room and into the trashcan.

“Aren’t you going to wipe off the rest?” he asked, cocking his head at her as she refused a second tissue.

“No,” she said, grinning wickedly at him. “I wanna leave it. I also wanna keep going, and I can see you do too.” Indeed, Iida’s cock was already back at full mast. Or had he ever gone down in the first place? Either way, he was ready for more, and she laid back down on the bed and parted her legs for him in invitation.

The box of tissues hit the floor, discarded and forgotten, as was Iida’s considerate nature. By the time he rejoined her on the bed he was the dominant, powerful, big-cocked man once again. He undid the snaps on the bottom of her costume and pulled the flimsy “vest” off entirely. This left her in nothing but a black leotard that ended below her breasts. He didn’t remove the leotard entirely, but he didn’t need to. He just yanked it to the side, exposing her pussy to his view. She had no doubt he could see how wet she was, but she wasn’t embarrassed about that. She wanted him to see how excited she was, to know how much she was enjoying everything he was doing and how much she was looking forward to more of it.

Iida could have simply entered her then and there and fucked her, but he wasn’t in the mood for something so simple. She’d told him to live out whatever fantasies he’d had about her over the years or when he’d seen her walk in tonight, and it didn’t seem that traditional missionary sex was what he’d dreamt of. Instead he took her legs in his hands and pushed them upwards. They kept going further and further up, until her ankles were crossed behind her own head. Most women wouldn’t be capable of contorting to that degree, but she’d worked hard to build up not just the physical strength of her body but its flexibility as well. Her dedication to working on her body had served her well countless times as a pro hero, and now it was coming in very handy in the bedroom as well.

Now he entered her. Mechanically this was actually pretty similar to missionary, but being fucked with her legs behind her head took it to a whole new level for Ochako. And then, of course, there was the sheer size of the cock inside of her. To say that this was the biggest dick she’d ever had in her pussy was putting it very mildly. In a different situation it might have even felt painful for her to try and accommodate such girth, but whether it was the alcohol dulling the pain or she was just being ruled by her horniness, that giant cock driving in and out of her felt simply wonderful. Far from feeling uncomfortable, she loved it. If there was any problem, it was that he wasn’t yet fucking her hard enough for her liking.

“Yes, Iida!” she shouted. “Keep going! Harder, harder!”

He took her coaxing to heart. The words were no sooner out of her mouth than he picked up the pace considerably, pumping his hips into her much faster and driving his cock into her deeper than before.

“Perfect!” Ochako said, having to raise her voice to be heard above the sound of his hips smacking against her ass. “That’s perfect, Iida! So good!”

Iida kept at it, fucking into her hard enough to make her bare breasts bounce. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts, and idly it occurred to Ochako that there was no way Mina couldn’t hear them fucking. They weren’t exactly bothering to be quiet. But she hadn’t disturbed them yet, so maybe she was just going to ignore it and let them do their thing. Ochako certainly wasn’t going to mention the thought to Iida. She couldn’t risk saying or doing anything that might pull the considerate Iida back in place of the sex fiend that was currently slamming his giant cock into her pussy.

There were still remnants of the serious Iida even now though. She was able to watch his face closely from this angle, and she well recognized the steely determination there. It was just like how he looked when he was overseeing a task back in his class rep days, or was in the middle of an important job as a pro hero now. He was putting the same kind of focus into carrying out this same task, except the objective he was striving towards right now was giving her the best fucking she could ever ask for. As always, Iida exceeded all expectations.

Ochako was in for a delightful surprise when she looked away from his face. She’d been intending to get the best look she could of his cock pushing in and out of her entrance, but she never made it that far down. Actually, she didn’t need to get that far down to still see the evidence of the fucking she was currently giving. She hadn’t been able to see the way he’d made her neck bulge earlier during the blowjob, but she had no problem seeing the imprint of his cock bulging in her stomach.

“Holy shit,” she whispered, not loud enough for Iida to hear over the sound of skin slapping skin. This wasn’t for him anyway, and she didn’t want to have to explain herself, especially if it meant he would stop or slow down at all. That would mean a pause in the feeling of this big dick filling her up, not to mention it would interrupt this ridiculous visual. Ochako looked at that bulge, watched his cock move inside of her and imprint itself on her skin, and could not believe it. If she hadn’t seen the size of his cock for herself beforehand she would have been sure that this was just the alcohol screwing with her, and even now she was still half-convinced that this was the case. She wasn’t sure how she’d ever be able to go back to getting fucked by normal men and their normal penises again after this. How could even an above-average cock ever satisfy her again when she would have the memory of this giant filling her up, and the visual of that absurd stomach bulge forever tattooed on her brain?

Iida adjusted his position slightly, now riding higher on her for a different level of penetration. Whether it was deliberate or not, this had the effect of rubbing his pubic bone against her clitoris. Ochako had been so swept up in the feel and look of his cock pushing into her that she hadn’t paid all that much attention to getting herself off, but this newfound stimulation on her sensitive clit sent her tumbling over the edge in very short order.

“CUMMING!” she shouted. Iida seemed to take that to mean he should thrust into her even harder and deeper than he already was, which she wasn’t about to complain about. He diligently fucked her through her orgasm, and what an orgasm it was. She wasn’t sure she’d ever come so hard, and she wouldn’t have been able to contain her orgasmic cries even if she’d tried.

The feeling of her coming on his cock was all that Iida needed to finish himself. She was still mid-orgasm when he gave one final push inside of her and then began to fill her up. Ochako moaned, ran one hand through his dark blue hair and rubbed his cheek with the other. It was an oddly tender moment, considering she currently had her legs pinned behind her head and he was creampieing her while she wore the remnants of Midnight’s scandalous first costume.

“Wow,” she said as he pulled his cock out of her and she lowered her legs back down where they were supposed to be. It was a simple word, but she felt it summed everything up surprisingly well. That included the sight of his cock, now wet and shiny with both his orgasm and hers. She licked her lips, unable to look away.

“Would you like more?” he asked, not breathing all that heavily despite the sweat on his muscular chest. Ochako blinked at the question.

“More?” she said. Being with a man who could get it up for multiple orgasms in a short timeframe was a rare enough gift, but a third time? “Is that an option?”

“It is if you want it. I still have plenty of fantasies I’d like to play out, if you’re willing,” he admitted. Ochako grinned widely. She’d have been able to sleep quite easily after such a toe-curling orgasm, but if he could truly keep going she wasn’t about to decline.

“Then keep going, hero,” she said. “I’ll do whatever I can to thank you for your help, even if it takes us all night.”

“If you really want to help me, you need to pay for prancing around in this scandalous attire, you harlot,” he said, once again slipping into lusty sex fiend mode. She felt a spark shoot through her at the dirty talk, but she didn’t have time to return fire. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her onto his lap, so she was laying on her stomach across his knees. His hand went down to her ass, and since all she had left on was her little leotard that basically amounted to some floss between her buttcheeks at this point, she wasn’t really covered at all.

“You’ve been a very bad girl, Ochako, taunting everyone all night with this banned costume,” he said sternly. “So I’m going to give you what you deserve: a good spanking.”

“A spanking?” she gasped, surprised but even more aroused.

“That’s right. I’m going to spank you twenty times. You’re going to count them off, and after each one you’re going to call me ‘sir.’ Is that understood?”

“Yes, sir!” she said. If being a disciplinarian was his kink, she would happily play along. She grunted when his hand came down with a sharp swat across her left buttcheek, but she remembered her place.

“One, sir!” A second spank followed, just as hard, this time on the right cheek. “Two, sir!”

On and on they went, Iida giving her firm spanks in quick succession. He kept her guessing, sometimes alternating after just one spank, and other times smacking one cheek three or four times in a row before moving to the other. Throughout it all, Ochako continued to faithfully call them out one by one. Her butt was beginning to sting, but that was barely worth considering. A bright red ass would fit right in with the sore jaw and wicked hangover that were already in her future.

“Nineteen, sir!” she shouted, feeling his hand hit her left cheek for the third time in a row. She held her breath, waiting to find out how he would finish. “Twenty, sir!” she said, after he smacked her right buttcheek one final time.

“Have you learned your lesson?” he asked, rubbing his hand soothingly across her sore cheeks.

“Yes, sir!” she said. “Thank you, sir!”

“You’re welcome,” he said. He gave her butt a final tap, much gentler this time. And that was where the soft touch ended. He put her face-down on the bed, and after a few quick passes of his tongue to get her lubricated, he slipped his dick inside of her ass.

“OH!” Ochako shouted, somewhat muffled since her face was pressed into the bed, but it was still loud enough for Iida to hear.

“Was that too much?” he asked. “Do you want me to pull out?” She could hear how reluctant he sounded to even ask the question. He’d been so good to her that she would’ve wanted to push forward regardless, but she wanted to do this anyway.

“No, it’s fine,” she said. “It’s just a lot. Keep going, but not too rough, please.”

“Understood.” He began to slowly push forward, working more of his cock into her ass. Ochako grit her teeth and did her best to relax her body. She wasn’t an anal virgin, but she’d only done it a few times, and it went without saying that normal anal sex and anal sex with Iida and his monster cock were two different things.

It was an adjustment, but Iida was careful not to move too fast or push too deep before she was ready for it. The unleashed sex fiend was penetrating her ass, but the thoughtful former class rep was making sure it was as comfortable as possible for her. The combination of the two was working out pretty well for Ochako right now. Eventually, with his patience and enough time, she felt comfortable enough to take it further.

“You can start moving faster,” she assured him. “I can take it.”

“If you’re sure.” He began to move a little more firmly inside of her, moving on from slow little back and forth pushes into something that more closely resembled a true assfucking. She sighed, keeping herself loose and relaxed and accepting her anal penetration. It was still a lot to take, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t enjoying it. She’d never thought she’d take a cock this big in her ass, never mind that it would feel good, but this had been a night of firsts for her. For them both, really.

After having already cum twice, and especially after that long, hard fuck he’d given her, Iida didn’t last as long once he started really fucking her ass. That was to be expected, and really, even getting it up at all for a third time was impressive enough. All things considered, it was almost a miracle that he was able to keep the buttfucking going for as long as he did.

Once again he didn’t give her a choice about where he came, and once again that didn’t bother her at all. He held himself deep inside of her, testicles pressed tight against her, and came inside of her ass. It was one more surprise for Ochako, who had never had a guy creampie her ass before. The idea had never really even registered with her before, but feeling it now made her moan against the bed sheets. It was going to make a mess, and she was probably going to need a very rigorous shower later, but something about Iida doing it in that moment just felt appropriate to her. It was like one final filthy gesture to finish what had turned out to be one erotic Halloween party.

She groaned as she felt him slowly pull his cock out of her asshole, and she rolled over to sprawl out on her back. Once there, she received quite a shock.

“You’re…still hard?” she mumbled, sitting up to get a closer look, not trusting what her eyes were telling her. She was feeling more sober than earlier, but surely this couldn’t be right?

Iida said nothing. He grabbed her by her brown hair, lowered her head into his lap and stuffed his cock into her mouth. In a night of firsts, here was yet another for Ochako to cross off of her list: an ass to mouth facefuck. Sex fiend Iida might have turned out to be an even bigger pervert than she was, which was saying something.

How he was still hard, she had no clue. She couldn’t exactly ask either, not with her mouth wrapped around his cock. So she didn’t question it, didn’t try and figure out how any of this was possible. She just allowed him to use her body however she wanted to, just as she’d invited him to do when all of this started. He held onto her hair and raised and lowered her head onto his cock over and over again while also thrusting his hips up slightly. Ochako took it all, letting one of her oldest friends fuck her face in their other friend’s guest room. She’d hoped to be the center of attention at this Halloween party, and it had worked beyond her wildest hopes.

She gagged around Iida’s thick cock when it pushed into her throat, but did nothing about it. Right now she was all his. Her mouth, her throat, all of it was his to use as he wished, and use it he did. He fucked her face for several long, intense minutes, and then held her down by her hair and forced her to swallow his load. It was the smallest of the night, but there was still a fair bit of semen for her to chug down her throat.

He released her hair and allowed her to pull off of his cock, with cum and saliva dangling from her lip. She wiped it away with the back of her hand and watched him, waiting to see if that was it or if he still had more in store for her. Her eyes drifted down to his cock, which was now going flaccid.

“Is that it?” she asked, after taking a minute to let her breathing return to at least some semblance of normal.

“Yes,” he said shakily, looking and sounding exhausted himself for what might have been the first time all night. His stamina was incredible, but it seemed she’d lasted long enough to drain it all. The thought filled her with pride, almost as much as the thought that she’d successfully taken his cock, by far the biggest she’d ever seen, in all three of her holes.

“Thank you, my hero,” she said, giggling at him as they both flopped down on the bed. “I hope you feel like you got thanked properly for your service.”

“I don’t think any hero has ever been rewarded so well,” he said, sounding as serious as ever. She laughed, stretched her arms high above her head and relaxed.

Yes, her daring plan to draw attention in her risqué costume had gone better than she could have hoped. She was the talk of the party, and afterwards had the greatest sex of her life.

Midnight would be proud. Maybe she should tell her the story some day.