Midoriya didn't think Uraraka was that kind of girl.
She invited him over to her apartment for a laid back hangout, so he arrived that evening in a button down red shirt and denim blue jeans. Midoriya would only be in town for a few days, and they both agreed that they wanted to make the most of their time together.
Video games, snacks, the usual - but he didn't expect her to start stripping her pearl, pink panties from her bottom while standing over him. He leaned against the bed and watched, flustered and sweating like this was the first time he'd ever seen a woman in such a way. Then, she plopped in his lap and pressed her groveling lips against his.
He kept his mouth shut but held her waist to stabilize her. By the rising rod in his lap, he knew he wouldn't be able to hide his innate interest in their intimate contact. The way her soft breasts pressed against his chest incited desire to grope her. She had grown a cup size or two in that area.
They both had grown taller, but he noticed her increase in bust size as soon as he walked through the door.
Deku knew how to please a woman by the time he graduated. He had gotten used to their anatomy - easy women - not Uraraka. But, the way she pleaded with her doe-eyes and ample cleavage in her short, satin robe, she knew how weak he was to women.
Why had girls suddenly been coming onto him? He hated to lump her together with the rabid fangirls that crowded around him in grand public appearances, but she didn't seem like herself.
"Have you ever done anything like this before?" she asked the question that he hoped she wouldn't.
As Deku saw it, he had literally gotten lucky by losing his virginity to Melissa. They had reunited after a few years of separation. She had just broken up with her boyfriend at the time and had sought comfort in him of all people after taking a red-eye flight to Japan. Without words, they had used their bodies. One thing led to another. And, that didn't end well.
"Deku?"
Midoriya enjoyed sex and women. Not only for the sensation, but he loved learning about the idiosyncrasies of women and their amusing kinks that varied as widely as quirks. Of course, he never had the guts to pursue women. Fortunately, the women came to him. And on him.
Snapping from his thoughts, Midoriya shook his head and smiled. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" His words failed him as he let her use his hands to finger her moist pussy. "I don't want to hurt you."
They were just friends, so he never wanted to do anything that might jeopardize that. However, between traveling across the world to help stabilize crime, he knew the governments and people needed his body more than any one person. As long as Uraraka knew that, then they'd be okay.
She confessed to him long ago, and when she said that she loved him, her words skated over his rigid resolve. He hated rejecting her - closing a door that could have led to a lifetime of peace and happiness for himself, but his dreams could not allow for such peace.
Maybe Uraraka ignored him. Maybe she didn't want to talk about her feelings. No, he knew she didn't. On phone calls, they'd stay casual and factual about daily events like going to the convenience store or the types of criminals they encountered. The most he ever knew about her feelings was that she missed him.
Wishful thinking for him to hope that she had have moved on because there she was - using his scarred up hand to pleasure herself. While the act caused his body to tense as he intently stared at how she shamelessly used him to stir her insides, he anchored his mind down to the moment so that he didn't yearn for more from her.
Pulling his fingers out of her body, he gently pulled Uraraka up from his lap. "What did you want to watch on Netflix? Maybe we can order pizza." He pressed the button of the TV and didn't dare to look back.
However, the silence chilled him more than anything. As he configured the smart TV to load up Netflix, he didn't dare to look back and potentially see her painful despondency. In weak attempts to fill the air with small talk, his heart pounded in his chest. Over the years, he strived to do the strong thing whenever his morals called for it.
"Uraraka," he said without turning around. "You should think about who you want to do those sort of things with. I don't really think I'm the one." Midoriya continued flipping through the movies on her list.
"I have thought! I've thought about it a lot, Deku."
Without thinking, he mentioned, "W-well, I don't usually do this kind of thing with friends. Last time--"
"Last time?! So then, it is true."
Jealousy. Midoriya noticed that Uraraka could get a tad bit jealous when he mentioned other girls. She'd end the phone calls prematurely whenever he talked about going out with other girls. While he knew Uraraka wasn't psychotic, he wanted to protect his peace of mind when she encountered Mina or Tsuyu or Melissa. To be fair, he didn't even go all the way with Mina. Just a quick boobjob.
He frowned as a dreadful weight pulled at his shoulders. Creeping up his arms like a snake, Uraraka leaned into Deku's ear and whispered her final request.
Jumping back, Midoriya fell to the mattress towards the foot of the bed. "A-Are you sure about this, Uraraka? I don't have any condoms on me, so there's only so far we can go," he explained while she pulled his black jeans and boxers to his ankles. His dick popped up. He slammed his hands against it to stifle it.
Uraraka rubbed the back of her head and apologized, "Sorry, Deku. It's okay. I just heard that you were good at this kind of thing, so I wanted to try you out if that makes sense. Um, you're okay with it, right? You can make people feel so good that they cry." She sat her round ass onto his broad chest and looked over her shoulder to see his face.
Her ass! Her perfectly circular ass sat in his face. While he covered his dick, he was tempted to stroke it but restrained the rapid currents of passion like the monster inside threatened to emerge. This was the cute Uraraka he went with to high school. Three years of laughter and happiness. Breathless, he reached up to grab her breast through her fitted t-shirt but held himself back and placed his hand back at his side.
"Deku, why are you covering yourself like that?"
Squeaking, he said, "Because I don't want it to scare you." Referring to his aggressive boner.
With a giggle in her voice, Uraraka used both hands to take his dick from his grasp. "Wah, you're really big, Deku. I didn't think it'd be this long!"
Panting, Midoriya tilted his head back and squeezed his lip between his teeth. If he inhaled through his nose, he knew he'd get a strong whiff of her pheromones. "So, eat you out, right? Right here?" He reached over her thigh to hook his finger back into her pussy. His watering mouth thirsted at the fantasy of being able to taste her.
"Ha, yeah," she breathed before leaning forward. Careful not to hurt him, Uraraka kept a steady pace as both her hands pulled on his cock. "That's all it takes, right?"
She was so gentle. Much more so than most girls. Midoriya noted that her quirk probably caused her to keep only 8 of her ten fingers on him at a time. The softness of her fingertips drew grunts from his throat. Then her lips pressed against his tip. "Uraraka!" he cried and then upon catching his breath he smelled the sweet heavy scent of her moisture from between her legs. Midoriya could no longer damn the ravenous force that pulled him in. His mind went blank for the moment before he licked up the lips of her pussy.
"Wah!" gasped Uraraka.
"I'm sorry! Let me know if you want me to--"
Uraraka covered his mouth with her pussy and grinded against his face. "Don't stop, Deku! It's okay. You can do it."
She sounded like a cheerleader. But that didn't bother Midoriya. He smiled. Even in intimate moments like these, she still kept her cheerful personality.
As Midoriya squeezed her ass, he sucked at then lips of her opening. "Okay. I'm gonna do my best," he promised.
"Heh, Deku, when your mouth moves like that, I feel it all over," she noted. "It feels weird."
He kissed her pussy and clinched a handful of her ass in his hands. Hardly able to breathe, he had to pace himself if he didn't want to get dizzy but as she wrapped her mouth around the tip of his dick, he thought he'd go blank again.
"Uraraka, sit," he tersely advised before pulling her ass down to his face.
"B-But Deku what if-- ah!" squealed Uraraka.
Muffled beneath him, Midoriya assured, "It's okay." He slurped at the moisture that spilled from her pussy. "I want you to feel... feel." When he sucked at her piping hot opening, he yearned to taste more of her. With both his hands, he reached to the front of her body to cup her breasts. Maybe Uraraka was sensitive there.
He furrowed his brow to think and listen for her moans. Using the tips of his fingers, he massaged at her nipples - pressing and clicking them with his thumbs.
She bucked and the juices fell from her pussy.
Midoriya pushed her breasts together and tilted his chin up to lick the walls of her delicious pussy. "Uraraka, this feels nice when I do this, right?" It worked on most girls, but he'd be a fool to say something like that.
Silence. She couldn't even talk. Only moans between sharp gasps with the occasional shouting of his name.
As long as he knew her spots, he could focus on endurance. But by the way she attentively sucked on his cock, he knew that was easier said than done. Then, there was her intoxicating humid aromas, the steaming heat that hit his tongue as he thrust it inside of her, her thrilling, sharp squeals begging him not to stop. The sweetness of every ounce of pleasure that spilled from her pussy.
The way Midoriya sucked on her pussy resembled a French kiss - passionately unrelenting, hot, and a dominance that screamed his insatiable desire for her. He just knew he'd cum soon.
Rolling her nipples between his fingers, Midoriya hungrily groped her to his fulfill his need to touch every inch of her, but such a concept couldn't have been further. He put pressure on her abdomen to increase the sensation that stirred in her pussy before playing with her fairly thick nipples.
"Deku! Deku!" she rapidly repeated as he speech slurred into a blissful stupor. Her legs shivered along with her entire body.
Midoriya couldn't help but grin. He knew he could still push her further.
Before he could say anything, Uraraka pushed her head down the length of his cock until it hit a wall in her throat.
"AH!" Deku shouted. "U-Uraraka b-be careful. I don't want you to - augh!" He panted. Drooling from the corners of his mouth, he allowed her to squeeze him with her mouth and gulp at his tip with her throat. Precum overflowed from his dick.
He gripped her breasts and moved them in circles. Lapping at her pussy, like he wanted to lick her clean, he heavily moaned. God, how was she so good with such little experience?
Already, he could feel his throbbing dick yearning to pump cum into her mouth. He needed to warn her.
"U-Uraraka," he stuttered. "I'm going to cum soon."
She didn't stop, so then... so then, Midoriya used his last moments to ensure that the skillful Uraraka with S-level technique got what she bargained for. If she only just came minutes ago, he needed to use all his strength to lick her down to a deep orgasm.
With a quick breath, he grasped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her pussy down onto his tongue. Flicking, flicking, flicking inside of her until he felt her trembling intensify. Bullseye. That was her spot.
Her vigorous sucking had slowed, yet the moans grew louder - enough to stimulate him with the mere vibration.
Midoriya gripped her ass as he held her so that he didn't break his concentration. The tip of his tongue rubbed against the spot within her. Juices fell down the sides of his mouth. She squeezed her thighs against him, but he effortlessly resisted.
His dick pulsated as it sat between her tight lips. Any more movement and he would have came, but he slurped up and gulped down whatever she had to offer within the caverns of her pussy.
"So good," he cried. Such an anatomy had so much to offer.
"Deku," she must have moaned again and again.
Despite her ecstatic squeals and squirming, Uraraka managed to slide her mouth all the way down to the base of Deku's dick - further than any woman had gone before. Between the heat of her mouth and her pussy, he thought he was going to explode. His back arched, and when he felt her gag, he attempted to pull out.
She wouldn't let him.
How was Uraraka this hot?
One hand on her breast and another on her ass, he knew he pushed her against her limit and beyond.
In a symphony of ecstasy, they came together before pulling away from each other - panting.
Uraraka still trembled through an intense and drawn out surge of pleasure to the climax as she rolled off of him. "D-Deku," she breathed out through her stupor in a exasperated and satisfied voice.
The cum continued streaming down his dick, and he watched it fall. "Uraraka?" Midoriya called before sitting up to check if she were okay.
Sparkling tears slid across her blushing, scarlet face from the corners of her half-lidded eyes onto the sheets that had since rolled back. Her tongue hung from her grinning mouth as her chest heaved up and down. From experience, he knew that meant she reached an unprecedented climax.
Sighing, Midoriya furrowed his eyebrows. Tears cascaded from his eyes. "That was so amazing, Uraraka! You really surprised me."
Finally clearing her head, Uraraka sat up and looked over to see Midoriya wiping tears from his eyes as he used the inside of his shirt to wipe up his cum. The corner of her mouth twitched as she smiled. "You're crying, too?"
"Not in a sad way. Like, an emotional! Like, when someone sees a piece of artwork, it's breathtaking. I guess - in this case, you were the art, you know. Colors, feelings, shapes. It was a lot to take in, so--"
Uraraka wrapped her arms around Midoriya and sighed, "Yeah, it felt pretty beautiful, Deku. Thank you."