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Life was good. It wasn’t always, naturally, but Izuku couldn’t look at his life and say he was left wishing for more.
He was sitting comfortably as the 4th Ranked student at U.A. University and the best quarterback their school had for about a few decades - Since the legendary player (Who went on to teach at U.A as their literature professor, as fate would have it) Toshinori Yagi took their school by storm.
Other than that, he had a healthy group of friends, he had the next few steps after U.A. planned out, and was in an awesome relationship. Plus, he had gotten ripped over the last few years and was more than a little proud of himself for it.
Anyways; All of this led to Izuku finding himself often just laying back, satisfied, and taking it easy, like in this instance. Well, he wasn’t laid back and was instead walking back to his apartment with a smile on his face and a full plastic bag in his right hand.
Just two days ago he and his team really pulled through and secured a rather strenuous victory against their rival school\team Shinketsu, but managed to get a seven-point lead with two minutes to go and busted their asses to keep it.
Anywho, Izuku decided to splurge a little and treat himself to a nice and relaxing afternoon and evening - Yes, even if it was Valentine’s Day, and everyone else was splurging on steak dinners and jewelry.
Finally, he reached his apartment and walked right in before locking the door behind him. “Thanks for leaving it unlocked for me, Momo.” He said, but when he didn’t get a response, he raised his brow a little and looked into the leaving room, then just sighed peacefully and fondly.
His girlfriend, Momo Yaoyarozu, was the valedictorian of their year and a veteran mathlete. Not only that, but she was just as gorgeous as she was smart, and with a great body to go with it. That last fact was especially highlighted given her outfit and position:
She was lying on her stomach on the sofa, wearing a massive hoodie and a pair of wide circular glasses that reflected the movie she was so engrossed in - The Wrath Of Khan, he realized after a few moments of listening. The hoodie was large enough to cover her hips, so he didn’t know if she was wearing panties or not… Also, after analyzing the design for a moment, he realized that it was his One-Punch Man hoodie she likely stole as soon as she got in the apartment.
“Thief.” He accused playfully as he walked up to her, she blinked and looked up at him before smiling, and then sat down right next to her.
“Hehe. I haven’t gotten it dirty yet if that helps.” She said, before sitting up and getting onto his lap to sit back and continue watching the movie.
“Yet? Were you planning something, you villain, you?” He teased again, before jabbing her side slightly with his finger to make her giggle and shift on his lap.
Momo had to adjust her glasses to stop them from falling off as she giggled, still trying to watch The Wrath Of Kahn until she finally tapped out. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry! Here-” She turned her head up and sat up straighter to close the distance, and Izuku leaned down to kiss her back. “Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.”
Izuku smiled and laid back, then pulled his hand away to stop tickling her. “Aw. Apology accepted.”
Momo broke out into another fit of giggles until she let out a small snort. “Hehehe, Izuku, you dork!”
Izuku gasped playfully, before gesturing in an offended manner to the television. “Dork? That wasn’t even a reference - And says the woman watching a Star Trek marathon!”
Momo gestured dismissively to the bag he brought in which was now slumped against the sofa. “Yeah! With that big bag from Fye there, you’ve got to be a dork, dork!~”
“ That bag is me when I go splurging. You on the other hand, missus money bags, get bags like that by the dozen!” He argued, before bringing his hand back to tickle her sides again, and refused to pull back even as she playfully slapped his hand away.
Finally, he decided to show her mercy as she snorted again and again in laughter, her face burning red as she began to run out of breath. “Fine, I’m sorry… But what’d you get, anyways?”
Izuku’s face brightened as he reached over and pulled the bag onto the sofa. “In celebration of the new All Might game coming out, they had all their All Might volumes at thirty-five percent off!” He said, proudly presenting a new volume of All Might comics for his collection.
Momo’s face brightened excitedly before she finally turned away from the TV. “Wow! Are you going to get Mr. Yagi to sign it sometime for you? Everyone says you’re his favorite, I’m sure he’d be glad to!”
Izuku was flushed, then looked it over. “Well… Maybe on Monday. I also got a few CDs for Kyoka that I know she’s been looking for. Is she here, by the way?”
“Yeah, but she’s in your room listening to music,” Momo admitted, before shuffling to get off him, then leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. “I’d like for us all to cuddle, Izuku.”
“Mm, like a dorky Triforce.”
“If I were wisdom, would you or Kyoka be strength?” She teased before Izuku shrugged.
“Well, I’m not courageous to disagree if she wanted to be.” He said with a smile, then returned her kiss by kissing her on her nose, pressing her glasses upward before they slid down again. Momo smiled wider at the token of affection, then sat back while giggling joyfully.
Yeah, the thing was; None of them believed in celebrating Valentine’s Day in any particular way. They had Izuku and Kyoka’s shared apartment as their little oasis and love den, so their idea of a Valentine’s Day date\gift exchange was just extended periods of cuddling and binging.
Finally, Izuku got up from the couch with the All Might volume in hand and went to his room, before peeking inside.
She was lying on her stomach in front of her laptop, which was covered almost completely in dark stickers for different rock bands. There were the big ones that most people knew, like Queen, Red Hot Chili Peppers, ACDC, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd, Shinedown, Three Days Grace, Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance, Deep Dope, and The Offspring - Then some single artists like Andy Black or John Mayer.
All of them were packed together, but she was so articulate to make sure they wouldn’t overlap each other, then over the open spaces near the mousepad, and even a small, purple, and neat-looking “Queen” sticker over the camera.
She had a baggy Deep Dope T-shirt on, along with a pair of his black shorts to go with it, which went well past her knees almost like a dress skirt. She was watching a recorded concert while hugging one of his pillows - And it almost looked like she was sniffing it as she watched.
Izuku smiled a little wider and came closer, before sitting on the bed and playfully patting her butt with the All Might volume. “Happy Valentine’s Day. All alone?”
She didn’t look surprised, she just paused her video to look at him. “The shirt you're wearing is the same Yudai wears.” She informed with a bit of a chirp. “Oh, and happy Valentine’s.”
“A black tee? That’s pretty common, isn’t it?” Izuku asked, before setting the volume to the side. Then, he leaned in to kiss her cheek, while she moved her face away to almost try and avoid it, but Izuku’s lips reached her cheek.
Kyoka let out a bit of a whine but stopped once he pulled away to lightly glare at him. Izuku smiled since her glare reminded him of a kitten’s: He knew she was angry, but she was way too adorable to be threatened by it.
Finally, her lips pursed slightly like she was upset, then leaned forward to quickly kiss his cheek back. “Yes, but yours is the same brand. Most musicians in a band wear black. It looks nice but not too formal, it goes well with stage lights and other clothing, and rock music is often synonymous with black.”
“Wow.” Izuku said with a small nod, before taking a moment to watch the concert with her.
“Yeah… Can you wear black more often, Izuku? I like it.”
“Sure. I think black is nice on me too.” Izuku nodded again, before patting her butt again with the All Might volume, drawing her attention back. “Do you want to come cuddle with me and Momo?”
“Yeah, I said I would earlier when we were putting on your clothes, but I wanted to watch this concert. Your bed is more comfortable than your couch.”
Izuku smirked at that, then moved a little closer and hooked one arm around her, then hugged her side. Kyoka stiffened a little bit and shuffled, but found herself snuggling up under his arm - Much like a cat. “Really? Because we might order some food, and, well… You know how Momo and I are.” He teased with a bit of an exaggerated sigh, watching Kyoka’s eyes widen a little in the corner of his eye.
“... I wouldn’t forgive either of you. Ever.”
Izuku couldn’t help but chuckle, then leaned in slowly to kiss the lobe of her ear, before briskly whispering into it. “You would, if we did that thing you begged us for the other day~”
Kyoka huffed and blinked before staring up at him in kitty-fierceness. Finally, she huffed again and answered, shutting her laptop. “I’m coming. Just because I don’t want you two to eat everything before I get a single nibble.”
“Really? And not just because-?” And right before he could finish, Kyoka jabbed him in the chest with her finger while blushing furiously.
“Shut up!” She demanded, leaving behind her laptop to huffily get up, but before she left, Izuku hugged her around her thin waist and stopped dead in her tracks.
Izuku smirked. He knew Kyoka had a fetish for the size difference between himself and Momo compared to her. He also knew she was a helpless muscle fetishist, so being suddenly grabbed like this was probably a shock to her. “Okay, I’m sorry, Kyoka.”
Kyoka slowly lowered her hands to his and gently held onto them, even taking a moment to run her fingers over some of his old faded scars. “... Pick me up.”
“Alright.” He agreed, before getting up and picking her up bridal style. Kyoka was a lightweight as it was, and to someone as strong as Izuku was, she may as well have been completely weightless.
She bundled up slightly while blushing, bringing her knees a little closer to her chest. “You’re a lot cuter than usual like this,” Izuku said, before leaving the bedroom with Kyoka in his arms. “Like a cat, or a princess.”
“Momo is more like a princess than I am.” Kyoka said, before letting out an embarrassed squeak of surprise as Izuku lifted her up to kiss her nose.
“Momo does have a regal kind of air to her, doesn’t she? Doesn’t matter though. You're still my princess, Kyoka.” He said right after pulling away a mere inch from her nose, leaving her flustered and staring up at him as they turned the corner.
“Awww!!” Momo squeed, giggling to herself while sitting back. “I should have taken a picture of that!”
“Hey, feel free to!” Izuku invited while Kyoka only got more flustered, now actively trying to push away.
“N-No! No way! I-I won’t forgive you!” She protested, but only ended up being able to turn her face to the side so Izuku would kiss her cheek as she took the picture.
“Oh yes, you would~” Momo argued, before tracing her bottom lip with her pointer finger. “You would if we did that thing you begged us for the other day~”
Kyoka huffed even harder and glared furiously at Momo while Izuku laughed. “That’s what I said just a minute ago!”
Izuku and Momo continued having fun while Izuku brought Kyoka over, then slowly put her on the couch before sitting right between them. Right as he did, Momo and Kyoka moved closer to him, so Momo had her head lying against his chest with one hand over him, while Kyoka rested her head on his lap.
Izuku sighed contently after a moment and sunk back, before slowly adjusting his hands from under them and placing one arm around Momo’s waist to gently hold her, while his other rested on Kyoka’s hip.
Finally, after about twenty minutes longer of watching the movie, Kyoka piped up again. “Can you change it, Momo?”
“Really? I like The Search For Spock.” Izuku said while Momo changed the channel.
“You can like it some other time.” Momo joked while Kyoka giggled. In playful retaliation, Izuku smirked and reached a little further down Momo’s waist. She started blushing and seemed to focus more on the TV, but she certainly wasn’t protesting.
Izuku’s small grin grew a little with excitement as his fingers brushed over her ass, feeling it through the thick cloth of his hoodie… Then felt a little longer, until his eyes widened a little with realization and excitement.
Kyoka’s eyes furrowed for a few moments as she noticed something off, before her eyes suddenly shot open in surprise. Izuku’s cock twitched against her head before starting to steadily harden and grow.
Momo blushed even harder as Izuku kept lightly groping her ass, pushing her body against his as she kept going through the channels, before finally settling on a Harry Potter marathon, halfway through the first movie. Either because she hadn’t seen the movies in a while, or it became too hard to keep scrolling under the pressure of his groping, but he didn’t care either way.
Momo shifted around more, almost guiding his hand around her curves as his fingers sunk into the supple flesh of her ass through his hoodie. Finally, she placed her hand on his lap near Kyoka’s head before pulling away.
Curiously, Izuku took his arm away from Momo and grabbed whatever she left on his lap, and lifted it up into the light of the TV, before his eyes widened in surprise and excitement: Momo’s black thong.
It was a soft, skimpy, sexy thing made of a material so expensive and soft Izuku wasn’t sure if it was made of materials even found on Earth. Also - When they had begun dating, Izuku learned early on that Momo’s and Kyoka’s undergarments used to be a bit more modest.
“A T-back…?” Izuku said casually, before smiling and dropping it back into his lap while Momo looked even more embarrassed than before.
“Shuush!” Kyoka demanded shortly, still trying to ignore Izuku’s boner pressing against her head. He was far from fully hard, but it was still pushing her head up a little and she could feel how big he was. It went past the top of her head, and the base was far below her chin.
Izuku closed his lips at Kyoka’s command and continued to watch the movie for a minute or two longer, before he slipped his hand over Momo’s soft, fleshy thigh, and slowly began to grope and rub it down.
Momo fidgeted and began to grind against him with each touch, like a cat eager for more head scratches. She slipped her hand under his shirt and began biting his lip as she felt him up, pressing her head against his shoulder as they continued to grope each other.
Kyoka glowered at the television as she tried to focus. She felt their vibrations and jostling against each other, being painfully obvious but weakly restrained, as if they had the gall to pretend that they weren’t groping each other. Like two hormone-driven teens in the back of a movie theater.
Of course, she pretended to be as uninterested as possible… Including being completely disinterested in his cock throbbing against her head. “Stop it. Both of you.” She demanded curtly. After a few moments when they didn’t respond, Kyoka huffed and sat up straight instead while crossing her arms huffily.
Izuku looked back for a moment at Kyoka until she looked back toward him with a weak yet furious glare. He smirked and turned back to close the distance between him and Momo - Before the two kissed deeply. Not even regular kisses, but deep and passionate French kissing, mostly to tease Kyoka who could be getting in on that.
Kyoka pouted and looked down at Izuku’s crotch again, which throbbed again as he groped Momo.
The pair continued to make out, with Izuku’s hands roaming around Momo’s body, while she alternated between groping him back and fixing her glasses.
“Mmph!” Izuku gasped into Momo’s mouth and his tongue stiffened against hers. His eyes shot open and darted straight down, to where Kyoka was sucking the tip of his cock while handling his balls in her dainty, slender hands.
He kept looking down at her for a few moments before placing his hand over her head, gently petting her while his other hand kept groping Momo’s ass - Leaving a small chorus of lewd, messy slurps to the sound of the movie playing.
With a gentle press, he pushed Kyoka further down on his cock while pushing his tongue into Momo even harder. He could feel her scrawny throat begin to struggle to hold his cock, and he loved it - Her holes were always so tight and eager, and he loved watching his thick cock stretching her out, making obscene bulges in her stomach or throat when he hilted inside her. Not only that, but she sucked him off like she was just begging him to nut in her mouth.
So, he continued to push Kyoka’s head down, feeling her sputter and struggle to suck more of his massive cock being pushed into her throat, but she was more than up to the challenge - And even the tempo of her hands massaging his balls got more eager and intense.
Momo, meanwhile, was getting a special treatment as his hand slid back down between her thighs and moved over to her uncovered crotch. His thick, manly fingers teased her pussy for just a moment, tracing up and down her wet lips until it went higher and brushed neatly against her clit, drawing another moan from the nerdy rich girl.
Her kissing got even more intense and passionate as he pleasured her and let her hands roam over his body, leading to her moaning openly into his mouth.
Izuku, aiming to please, finally pushed one of his fingers into Momo’s pussy, making her entire body tremble with pleasure and simply melt against him - But that wasn’t it. He pushed even deeper and began to move, gently turning and bending his finger to play with her sensitive, eager insides.
Kyoka kept pushing down, sucking as hard as she could while his cock pulsed in her throat. It was just so strong , so heavy, and with such an overwhelming taste and smell that she could feel her mind getting numb the longer she sucked on it.
‘So good~...’ She moaned to herself while her tongue traced the base of his massive cock. Her eager thoughts were quickly followed by her actions, and she followed up by sucking him off even harder while her tongue moved faster and faster.
Momo was practically humping his hand, driving his deft fingers into her snatch while she continued kissing him. Finally, however, she pulled away and was left panting while Izuku was already eager to go back into it. “Does the hoodie stay on, or off?” She asked simply.
“Stay on.” He responded without hesitation. “The glasses too, you look so adorable.”
“Aww. Understood, captain~ ” She moaned, before pressing back into him with another intense French kiss.
Izuku took a hand away from Kyoka’s head and trailed down her back, over her Deep Dope shirt, and grabbed her shorts before tugging them down. Since they were his and therefore oversized, they easily peeled away for him to leisurely toss to the other side of the couch.
Kyoka’s butt was a lot more perky than Momo’s for sure, but that didn’t make it any less fun to grope and touch, especially when his fingers were so long when compared to her body, that he could easily palm and grope her asscheek while his middle and pointer fingers curved around to tease her pussy.
In appreciation, Kyoka finally pushed down until he was balls-deep into her mouth and kept herself down for a few seconds before beginning to bob her head again.
Momo’s breathing and moaning got more rapid and high-pitched as Izuku kept pumping his fingers into her pussy, and her hips only moved faster against him until she pulled away with a soft whine. “I-Izuku, Izuku I’m cumming!~”
“Then do it.” He responded simply, then began to spread his fingers out further to make Momo’s entire body shiver. His voice was teasing, husky, and confident in a way it only was when he had his girls trembling in his arms. “That’s why I’m doing this, to make the beautiful princess cum on my fingers.”
“O-Oh s-sweet-!~” Momo cried, before quickly lowering her head to kiss Izuku again, muffling her squeal of pleasure into his mouth while she squirted onto his hand.
Kyoka felt Izuku’s cock begin throbbing in her throat, so she began sucking even harder to try making him bust faster while massaging his balls, practically making it an open invitation to cum down her throat and fill her stomach with seed.
Izuku, spurred on by her, began pumping his fingers inside Kyoka even faster too, until she let out a final, muffled moan over his cock while cumming over his fingers and the couch.
He moaned into Momo’s mouth and pulled out of Kyoka, only to put his hand over her head again and force her down to keep her head still while he came, filling her lithe stomach with a surplus of cum.
Kyoka continued moaning as she gulped down cum, feeling it continue to flow through his rod and dump into her stomach. A cock like this was built to breed, to pump girls full of his seed, and the thought only made her insides tighten and feel hotter.
After about a full minute Kyoka pulled away, letting his cock come out of her mouth with a small pop, and it continued to stand tall and erect.
Momo stood up and pulled away, playfully tugging his arm along to make him stand up, before jumping and straddling his waist by crossing her legs around his back. She was far from the most agile girl, so the move was a little sloppy, but her eagerness more than made up for it.
Izuku helped her out by moving his hands under her ass and lifting her up until his tip pressed her pussy while she smiled and panted eagerly through her teeth. “Wait… Are you on a pill, or anything? I don’t have condoms here.”
“I’ll buy some for Kyoka and I in the morning, don’t worry.” She said dismissively, then put her arms around his back. “We won’t make any babies until we’re ready, okay?~”
“Yeah.” Izuku said with a nod, then chuckled. “When I think about it, with how smart you are…”
“... And with how strong you are,” Momo continued, now grinding her hips a little against the tip of his cock. “Our baby would be the main character, Izuku!”
“Can you two stop being the biggest nerds in existence for like, five minutes?” Kyoka said from the couch, with her hand over her stomach filled with cum. Then, she finally began crawling over to Izuku, coming off the couch to position herself on her knees in front of Izuku. “It’s dangerous talking about making babies on Valentine’s Day, of all days.”
Izuku and Momo laughed, and she even let out a cute snort before her glasses became loose, Izuku used one hand to fix them while his other hand kept up Momo’s entire body weight. “We won’t, we won’t… But if we did- ”
Kyoka decided to silence him with her special move - It was like her own version of One-Thousand Years of Death: She stuck her nose in his nutsack and began slurping his balls, making the massive young man shiver with pleasure and almost tumble over.
“Sh-Shit! Kyoka…!” He gasped as the petite, purple-haired rocker girl began huffing and sucking his balls. Momo’s weight suddenly tripled under that shock of pleasure but Izuku recovered quickly enough, grasping Momo’s ass with both hands and gripping tight, making her mewl with pleasure and lean into Izuku more.
She moaned something into his nuts that he couldn’t decipher, but decided it wasn’t important enough to pull away and ask again.
“O-Oh, Izuku~...” Momo moaned into his nape, “Take me, baby, take me right here! We can go all night for Valentine’s Day, what do you say, love?~”
Izuku perked up at that and began lowering her, pushing just an inch or so into her cunt while she moaned and held him tighter. “I say… You’re out of your league, trying to outlast the football captain, little miss Mathlete.” He teased, before leaning in to begin kissing her neck.
Momo moaned and gasped harder while he began planting kisses over her skin. He went higher to sniff her, to the sides to cover more area with his kisses, before finally going much lower to get more sensual reactions from the girl - Each kiss making her body tremble as she moaned again. “I-Izuku!~”
“Mmm, yeah?” He said, alternating from her kisses to give her a small lick between her neck and shoulder. “What’s wrong, little… Wait, hold on a second…”
Momo shifted in his grip, panting slightly as she looked down. “Yeah? Is something wrong?” She asked, as Izuku began holding her with one arm again, and with the other, hooked a finger into the neckline of her (really his) hoodie to pull it back and peek underneath while Momo began blushing harder.
“Are you wearing two of my hoodies? That’s the- Yeah! That’s my golden age All Might one, I’ve been missing it for ages! You are a villain!” He said with playful anger, before finally pulling her down again, forcing another few inches of his thick cock into his girlfriend’s eager, sopping-wet cunt.
“I-I’m sorry! It’s sooo comfortable!” She giggled, before gasping as his length penetrated deep into her pussy and pressed his tip to her womb. “O-Oh God , yes!~”
Izuku began to bounce Momo on his cock with a look of playfully fierce determination. “Say sorry as much as you want - I’ll still punish you!” He declared, making Momo’s asscheeks clap against his thighs and nuts while Kyoka was still down there, huffing and slurping his balls while Momo’s ass would press against her forehead.
“Oooh!~ Yes, punish me harder! Punish me like you did a-at that convention!”
Now that comment actually made him falter as his eyes widened and he blushed harder. She was referring to a convention she brought Izuku and Kyoka to - Under the condition that it was a three-person couple’s costume. They settled on Izuku being a Bloodborne-esuqe monster hunter, Kyoka as Hsien-Ko, and Momo as Morrigan Aensland.
She got them some VIP tickets to meet some of the speakers one-on-one, but she brought them to the waiting room about ten minutes early. Izuku insisted it would be too risky, but by the time he voiced his protests Momo was already licking his nuts while Kyoka was blowing him.
He got so flustered and strangely into character as a monster character that by the time he was done ravaging the two, he had to scramble to cover them up because they were fucked to the edge of conciousness and sanity - He even made the excuse that they were too beat from the event that they just fell asleep a minute after sitting down. Sure, he still got autographs for them both, but they also got punished by his cock in a way he had never done before.
That’s how hard she was asking him to fuck her, and he was into it.
“Well, you do need to be punished…” He finally began to move again, making Momo whimper and moan as he began to rapidly pick up pace, even making Kyoka moan and reel back from the force of his swaying nuts in her face. “Fine! Be a good villain and take it!”
Momo would, happily so as she wrapped her arms around him tighter and squeezed her sopping wet cunt around his powerful, relentlessly-pounding cock. “Yes!!~ Yes! M-Make me take it like a good girl, make your woman take your cock!~”
Izuku pulled her ass closer to him, then bit Momo’s tit - Sure it was dulled by two layers of hoodies, but his teeth pressed against the large, soft mound of flesh tantilizingly like a piece of meat in a thick wrapper, which made Momo buck and mewl in his grip. She could feel the heat and pressure against her breast, making her want to pull away and just tear this hoodies apart… If she were strong enough, or if she could really bring herself to rip apart one of Izuku’s hoodies.
Kyoka finally pulled away, panting heavily while her saliva and Momo’s juices left a light sheen over his nuts. “S-Shouldn’t we talk before getting to roleplay?” She asked, but had no objections as she stood up, slipping her shirt over her head and her shorts down by her ankles, revealing she had on nothing beneath either - Wether because she planned for this, or because it was comfier, no one would ever know.
“Wh-What roleplay?~” Momo asked, before crying out with another moan as Izuku slammed into her pussy. “The hero gets the girl - His love, his trophy! ” She squealed, before tightening around him and panting even harder as she came close to cumming again. “ Yesyesyesyes, baby, yes!~ ”
Izuku could only chuckle while trying to give Momo just what she wanted. She was always the ever-eager submissive and being just as big a nerd as he was, it was a clear equation which led to lots and lots and lots of roleplaying of any kind involving herself and more than half the time Kyoka as the submissive role.
Two married Queens getting dominated by a superior conquering King? A husband using his wives and\or daughters for after-work stress relief? A hero overpowering villainesses to teach them a lesson? A cruel villain tormenting heroine girls or civilians? A boss breaking in his new secretary and assistant? Playing out the erotic fanfiction Momo would constantly drop in the groupchat? Getting Izuku to act as a jock and bully the two helpless nerdy girls into worshipping his cock? All of it and more, as Izuku and Kyoka learned that money was simply no object to their kinky, rich girlfriend.
Kyoka went behind Izuku, standing on the couch to press her front against him from behind and kissed his neck, while Momo was squealing in his other ear as she came around his cock.
“H-Hold on, set me down!” Momo panted, her voice ragged yet eager for more. Of course, Izuku set her down while holding her hand, because her legs were so wobbly he was almost certain she’d fall, until she sat on the couch, tossing both of his hoodies overhead to reveal her own beige turtleneck sweater. “I thought I was going to be steamed alive like that…”
“God you're so adorable.” Izuku said, almost in a sigh as Momo blushed heavier.
Then, she leaned back and heaved her legs up for a mating press - But Momo wasn’t that flexible, only getting her knees up while her legs kinda just dangled like a puppy’s paws. That didn’t make Izuku any less excited, mind you, as he came over to her, finally discarding his own shirt. “Maybe you can do some pillates too, and we can do more positions like this?”
“Pillates, really?” Momo said with a whine. “Why would I?”
Izuku was about to laugh it off and say she didn’t have to at all, but then a fun idea came to his mind and he smirked before cupping Momo’s chin. “Because your man told you to. And you're a good girl who listens, aren’t you?”
The way he could get Momo and Kyoka to react when he was acting as their dom made Izuku think he could make it big as an actor. Especially with the way her heard Kyoka coo with delight, and the way he saw Momo blush harder and tremble slightly.
“A-Ah, yes, Izuku. I’m a good girl, and good girls obey their boyfriends!~” She declared, glowin in excitement as Izuku gently held her legs in place and pushed her slightly down against the couch.
“They do, and you are.” He said, filling the girl’s head with more praise before finally pushing into her again, making her press her head back against the couch while gasping and moaning with pleasure. “You’re a good, tight girl for your boyfriend, your hero .”
Momo trembled under him even harder and moaned while her pussy tightened even further. “Yeah!~ I’m your bitch! Your trophy! Own me!” She begged, feeling her hair sprawl and tug against the couch cushions as her body rocked. “Beat up my pussy, bully it with your dick, and teach it who’s boss!~”
Momo’s ever-eager dirty talk always got him going, encouraging him to pound into her even hard, rocking the couch and stretching her insides over his cock. “You like that? Then I’ll bully you more, you masochist!” He promised, making Momo perk up even more while her smile widened, and continued to do so, non-verbally begging him to go on with his ‘threat’. “I won’t even bother talking to you next time! I’ll just step on your head, then fuck you until I’m finished! I’ll spank you if you try anything, and I’ll even fuck your ass just because you're too weak to stop me!”
Naturally, Izuku wouldn’t just unpromptedly kick his girlfriend over and fuck her in the ass, but the idea was so thrilling that Momo was squealing louder while Izuku thrusted faster and faster.
“Oh God, YES!!~ ” Momo moaned louder, panting heavily while her entire body twitched and spasmed under him under the force of each thrust. “I love you! Bully me, Daddy!~”
“You love bullying, huh? Maybe instead of bothering to ask you guys out, I should have just shoved you in a locker or given you a swirlie, and by the time you came out you would’ve draped yourself all over me!” He taunted, slamming into her harder and harder, feeding off her excitement as she fed off his.
“What do you think, Kyoka?” He asked, turning to watch Kyoka supporting herself with one hand, fucking herself with two fingers as she watched their crotches. “Your girlfriend is over here getting bullied - You should give her a kiss so she can feel better.”
“U-Uh huh, s-sure…” Kyoka said, crawling over to Momo, and when her head was about two feet away, she closed her eyes and lowered her head towards Momo’s face. Her insides were even hotter, and the excitement of being bossed around only enhanced the pleasure.
But when she was about an inch away from Momo’s pursed lips, Izuku grabbed her by the hair, and yanked her towards him, stealing Momo and Kyoka’s kiss to begin shoving his tongue into Kyoka’s shocked mouth - He had his eyes open to enjoy and savor the shocked expression on Kyoka’s face, and the masochistically delighted one on Momo’s face.
He continued violating Kyoka’s throat with his tongue while his lips overpowered hers as he thrusted into Momo, treating both girls exactly how they wanted to: Like accessories, things made for debauchery and pleasure.
When he was finally done, he put his arm around Kyoka’s shoulder instead and pulled her to the side, making her press her entire front against his muscular side while she panted. Izuku, meanwhile, was smirking down at Momo while continuing to thrust into her. “There, did that make you feel better?”
Momo couldn’t respond, the only way she could was by her lustful, girly giggling along with her pussy spasming around his cock.
Satisfied with her expression, Izuku continued slamming into Momo, tugging Kyoka tight to his side with excitement as his cock began to throb and wreck their girlfriend even more. “Good girl, Momo. You too, Kyoka.” He said, leaning to kiss Kyoka again, who was pressing her head into his side like a cat.
He continued slamming into Momo, hiking up his pace rapidly while Momo continued panting and moaning louder with each deep, overpowering thrust. “Y-Yes! Daddy’s girl! Always Daddy’s girl!~ I love you, Dadd-ieeeeeeee!!~ ” She screamed with pleasure, cumming around his cock.
Izuku’s body hitched slightly as he slammed into Momo one last time, letting out a primal, satisfied roar of pleasure alongside Momo’s squeal of delight while his cum began to pump and pump and pump into her womb, filling her stomach just like he did Kyoka’s.
Her body trembled and convulsed under the pleasure of her boyfriend’s cock filling her insides with his thick, virile semen. She could almost feel how badly he wanted to impregnate her, so eager to fill her womb and pussy, claiming her body as his own while sowing her fertile insides.
Izuku sighed in relief and pleasure as he pulled out, letting his cock spring out and loom over her bellow, his tip going right under her breasts to show just how deep he was ramming inside her.
Momo panted and heaved, her glasses hung off one ear, sweat matted hair to her forehead and neck if it weren’t splayed across the bed, and her sweater was tugged so far up the only reason it wasn’t up to her neck were because her breasts wouldn’t let them go up so far.
Izuku carressed her thigh, then moved it up and over the side of her body, until reaching her face where he fixed her glasses, and wiped the dew of sweat from the lenses. “M-Maybe I should wear contacts a-all the time.” She huffed out.
“If you want to. But I think they make you look cuter, just my two cents.” He said, making Momo giggle again while she began to adjust herself and sit up.
Meanwhile, Kyoka began to rub his thigh with her smaller, lithe hand, brushing her callisuses against his muscular leg. Izuku perked up from the contact, and let go of Momo to put his other hand around Kyoka’s leg.
The rocker girl was shy and struggled with eye-contact, even in their most intimate moments - So Izuku put his chin over her head while they continued to rub each other down. “You're so patient, Kyoka… Waiting so long for all my attention.” He cooed, kissing her on top of the head.
“Don’t mention it… I’m not upset. I’m never upset at you two, Izuku.” She admitted, pushing herself further into his lap nevertheless. “But it does make me… I-It gets me all…”
“I know.” Izuku said for her, shifting over again so her entire body was between his legs. “Still, what kind of good-for-nothing boyfriend wouldn’t rock his girlfriend’s world whenever she needed it, especially on Valentine’s Day?”
Kyoka didn’t answer, but he could feel the slight twitchings of a delighted giggle. Then, she turned around, holding her thighs around his cock while she changed direction almost like a stripper. But when she did, she held her hand up and open, a signal Izuku knew to take her hand, which he did, and lowered it to their side.
He put his other hand on her hip, gently caressing it while Kyoka lifted herself up, grinding her pussy against his length the entire way up, making her moan, tremble, and mewl with every inch she rubbed his pussy against, until finally pressing his thick, oversized tip against her pussy. “I was l-looking forward to this all day. We haven’t had sex in two days.”
Izuku couldn’t help but chuckle as she tried easing herself down, gasping lightly while preparing to spear herself on his massive cock. From their first night together, they all thought it would be too much for Kyoka to handle, but the rocker girl’s size queening and devotion overruled the laws of biology.
“You poor thing. I’ll make sure you don’t go wanting anymore, okay, babe?” He promised, leaning just forward to kiss her on her neck, then shoulder a few times before moving up to her ear, softly giving it affection while she shifted again.
“I know.” Kyoka responded, before finally pushing herself down, splitting her cunt wide open for his cock to claim and split open her insides. Her entire body seemed to clench and seize up on his cock.
It was both familiar and foreign for her, overwhelming her body with a near-impossible obstacle, overwhelming her mind with unfathomable pleasure, yet her inner voices screamed at her for more - Spurred on by her lust and loyalty, along with the memories of getting fucked by her boyfriend’s massive cock.
Izuku’s hand held Kyoka’s firmly as her grip tightened. She breathed deep and exhaled as he pushed in deeper and deeper into her lithe body. He was always fascinated to see his cock fit inside Kyoka’s body, to feel just how hot and wet and tight her insides could be when she was so eager and ready for him to just take her.
“S-Stop moving…” She requested, which he obliged by laying his hips down completely to sit still. “L-Let me work, for you.” Kyoka breathed huskily, before finally getting her hips against his with a gasp of pleasure. Izuku could feel her heartbeat along with the throbbing of his cock.
“Easy, easy…” Izuku said, keeping her hand nice and firm while she spasmed. “You’re such a good girl, Kyoka. So cute and small, it’s so amazing you can take it all the way. I love this tight cunt of yours.”
Kyoka gasped and moaned, finally lifting herself up, dragging her insides against his cock like a spear being removed from her body, moving halfway up his cock and leaving it soaked in her juices, which left a massive void in her pussy that only made her feel how empty she was without Izuku’s cock slamming inside her.
She slammed down with enough force to make her heart-shaped ass clap against his hips, making her throw her head back with a small, delighted cry of pleasure. “Oh!~... I-I love you! I l-love you, Izuku! M-Make me your woman too!”
Izuku was happy to oblige, bucking his hips slightly to help push her up before she’d slam down again, giving him a full show of his petite goth girlfriend bouncing on his cock, a perfect mix of cute and sexy appeal. “You are my woman. You always were, and always will be.” He assured, holding her hand a little tighter.
“G-Good…! I belong t-to you! Take m-me, take me like some groupie slut!” She begged, increasing her pace so his cock was grinding and practically sawing her insides.
“Oh you’d love being my groupie, huh?” Izuku teased, moving his open hand to her hip, rubbing her down and over her plump, perky butt. “Being a nameless cheerleader just for me…” He leaned in further, kissing her behind the ear before whispering into it huskily while she continued bouncing:
“A girl who I only know as a slut, bringing you in my room or the locker room… Not my roommate, not my girlfriend, not even a person . Just a useless groupie I can get addicted to my cock and have as a bootycall, just because I’m your favorite rockstar and you can’t help yourself.”
Kyoka was bouncing and moaning like a slut, holding his hand even tighter in her excitement. “Yes!~ Yes, yes, k-keep going! I’m a s-slut for my personal rockstar! I’m nobody, just my idol’s slut!”
Momo crawled onto her knees beside Izuku, gigging and rubbing against his arm, while her other hand unlocked her phone. “I don’t ever want to hear something about spontaneous roleplaying from you again, Kyoka~” She teased.
Kyoka seemed to ignore her playful snipe while Izuku grinned and groped Kyoka a little more. “Already recovered? My, you are tougher than I give you credit for, little Ms. Mathlete.”
Momo smiled eagerly with equal, if not greater amounts of lust than she showed earlier. “I’m definitely ready for more when you are, Daddy , but that’s not what I’m after right now.”
That got his attention, he made sure to keep his hand on Kyoka’s hip while she continued to bounce and moan and drive herself crazy on his cock. “Oh? What’s up, Momo?”
“I’m ordering us pizza. What do you want?” She asked simply, her smile turning more cute and casual rather than purely seductive. “It’s Valentine’s, so don’t feel the need to hold back or anything.”
“O-Oh. Oh!” He said, his brain finally catching up, now burdened with the task of answering such a simple question while his body was focused entirely on running his other girlfriend rugged. “Hm… A-Anything is fine, but I like spicy-flavored crust. Oh! And g-garlic bread, if you don’t mind… Kyoka? Any thoughts?”
“W-Wha? O-Oh!” She squeaked, with the same reaction Izuku did, except her mind was straining way harder in the same way her pussy was straining to contain his dick. “A b-barbecue chicken, please!~ And s-some kind of dessert!”
Momo nodded and couldn’t stop herself from chuckling at her partners’ struggling reactions. Then, she only scooted a few inches away before calling, clearly to only feed into her own “risky sex kink”, since the volume of Kyoka and Izuku’s lovemaking would hardly be muted from such a close proximity.
Izuku looked over in worry, and was about to get Kyoka to slow down or even pause, but her bouncing only got more erratic while her pussy tightened and squeezed around his cock. “C-Cumming! I’m c-cumming! M-Make me cum, you r-rockstar!~” She squealed.
“Hi!... Yes, I’m having a nice day, how are you?” And there it was: Momo was already on the phone, which meant all Izuku could do was keep his lips shut as Kyoka kept bouncing and crying out on his dick, not even slowing down as she came and squirted over part of the couch and the floor.
“Fantastic! … Oh, no, it’s only my TV.” Momo said, silently giggling towards Izuku. “Well anyway, I’d like to place an order for delivery. It’s apartment two-hundred and twelve, of Mustabah Apartments… Yes, the place right by U.A University.”
Izuku decided on a new strategy: He took Kyoka and turned over onto the couch, pinning her beneath him in a crude version of prone boning, one hand still holding hers while the other took her wrist.
“Yesssss!!~ Fuck me, f-fuck this lewd groupie bitch! Treat me l-like you're gonna pump and dump me like a cheap whore! ”
“- One medium Meat Lover’s, with cajun seasoned crust. One medium barbecue chicken. A large order of garlic bread too, please - Oh! And a large brownie dessert.” Momo continued ordering, all too pleased with herself according to the naughty look on her face, which was only made better and more lewd by the fact that she hadn’t cleaned up at all since Izuku fucked her, with her hair still down, sweat all over her, and a pussy still leaking with cum.
‘At least Kyoka’s facing away from the phone now.’ Izuku thought to himself, tugging on Kyoka’s wrist a little while thrusting to add force, which only made her squeal with pleasure louder.
“I love you! I adore you! I w-wanna worship you, Izukuuu!” Kyoka continued, keeping her tongue out and against the couch while he slammed into her.
“And you’ll be lucky if I let you!” He finally responded, his voice considerably lower and more of a growl now that Momo was closer to wrapping up the call. “You're blessed I decided to even fuck you once, and twice as lucky each time I decide to use this tight pussy to get off! Lucky to be useful to someone who actually matters!”
“Let’s see… A few extra packets of red pepper flakes, and what kind of drinks do you have?” Momo asked. But when she did, she leaned back and laid against the couch, bringing the phone much closer to them than before.
Izuku grit his teeth slightly, but finally his mind threw its hands up in frustration and proclaimed, ‘fuck it!’ Because he didn’t bother moving or shutting up anymore, he just continued pounding Kyoka’s pussy against the couch while Momo ordered.
Momo seemed to get even more excited by it, biting down on her finger in between moments of talking while her thighs rubbed together and fidgetted. “Okay, I’ll also take two liters of root beer, then… Okay, I can pay by cash. Do you still have the address… Perfect! Thank you so much!”
Finally, Momo hung up and placed her phone aside, then rolled up her sweater until they went over her tits, followed by her tossing aside her white bra to let her sweater puppies loose. “We have about forty minutes to see how much energy we can burn before we refuel~”
Izuku actually smirked at that, contining to slam into Kyoka while she moaned and screamed before suddenly hiking up that pace. “You hear that, Kiyo, or whatever your name was?” He teased. “Forty minutes to convince me to keep you as a fuckdoll on my… Tour? yeah. Tour!”
Momo giggled before pushing her tits into Izuku’s face, instantly leading to him closing his mouth around her breast to lick and lightly nibble her sensative, pale skin. Both of them had similarly white, gorgeous skin like porcelain, and he found a pervy delight in marking them red with spanks or bites.
Finally, the attention from both girls got to him, and he pushed into Kyoka one last time, before finally blowing his load deep into her pussy - Her stomach bulged like an ill-fitted condom, expanding too far to be truly safe, but still taking every single drop into her insides, or gushing out the sides of her pussy to coat the couch and his nutsack when it wouldn’t fit inside Kyoka.
He struggled to pull out, letting a small torrent of hot cum spill from her cunt like an uncorked wine bottle, making her whine and hum with pleasure. “O-Oooooh~... Thank you, s-sir~” She moaned with a small whimper, barely keeping her body up.
Izuku only replied by giving her butt a curt smack, making her yelp in pain and surprise before humming with masochistic delight. “You’re welcome. Feel free to thank me for my attention some more, yeah?”
Kyoka struggled to push herself up, but Momo was happy to help her, leading to the two girls in a sweaty, lustful embrace before looking up at Izuku, who was still hard and breathing slightly heavier.
They both moved forward together, and Izuku moved to the side so his back would actually be against the cushions of the couch and facing the TV, and both girls were happy to follow - Kyoka went low, cupping his balls in her dainty hands before kissing them, while Momo began to jerk off the upper half of his cock, giving the tip a loving kiss.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Izuku~... Th-This’ll be our date; Screwing and watching TV and eating all day~” Kyoka said happily, slinking her tongue back into her mouth to begin slurping on one of his nuts.
“-And your present is being serviced all day long by us too, Daddy~” Momo added, with a small giggle. He could only really imagine the kind of things she’d propose and try as the day went on, and he could only find himself to be excited by the prospect.
He took a deep, masculine sigh as the girls pampered his dick, promising all sorts of unspeakable pleasures and acts of pure devotion. “... I love you two so much.” He suddenly blurted without a thought.
They both giggled, their warm breaths and vibrating bodies only enticing his cock more. “And we love you too, Izuku!~” They both declared at once, before Kyoka lifted her head from his nutsack, up to Momo, and the two shared a delighted, passionate kiss with Izuku’s cock between their lips.