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CHAPTER 5
What Mattered Was The Experience
The hallways of the haunted house were quiet, with no wandering couples none of the traps laid out would be activated. Maybe the mass influx the house was getting had finally died down, UA event was going to end within an hour, or maybe all the couples inside that were supposed to be exploring the house were instead taking company with themselves. Having more interest in their physical bodies than the spookily designed interior many volunteers had set up.
Who can blame them, while superficially the point of a haunted house is to get spooked, in truth the point is the experience you get to have inside. Whether you get to share that with another human or something, it's created to leave a long-lasting impact that made the year wait worth it. Such events are the perfect breeding ground for romance, experiences people try to make last forever but every once in a while they don't mind having a single special night.
That's why if one listened closely in a certain hallway, they could hear the vigorous thumping and lustful moans of two heat-stricken love birds echoing throughout the passageway.
Behind the door of a closet room, Jirou's front was currently being shoved against the timber gate as she was getting rammed from behind by Izuku.
"Mmmfg! Ahhhhh! A-gyaaa!" moaned the raven-haired girl, barely able to keep her voice down from feeling her body constantly being bash against the wooden surface.
What brought them to this point?
Not long after the two couples became navigating the rest of the house did they encounter the most frightening exhibit of them all. Somehow they manage to convince Gang Orca to dress up as a serial killer and chase the participants with a giant chainsaw…...that was on fire! Remembering her past, Jirou immediately booked it with Izuku chasing after her. Considering how they didn't hear any explosion behind them, it was assumed that Katsuki couldn't stop him. After being directly chased for a moment, a split-second decision was made and Jirou pulled Izuku into the first door she saw that just so happens to be a closet to hide in. Thankfully it worked and they heard the rumbling sounds of a chainsaw slowly go away.
The closet was extremely small that someone with a petite body like Jirou couldn't stretch her arms out without hitting both walls, they could've left right after but other emotions got in the way, Izuku and Jirou were still riding off their arousal from their earlier sexual encounter. It had only stopped due to the sudden demolition accident that occurred, that didn't mean they were satisfied or that their sex organs have cooled down. They were still blazing hotter than the sun, impatiently waiting to explode in one more supernova blast of pleasure.
It didn't take long for them to notice that neither was in a hurry to leave that closet. It also didn't help that the enclosed space of the closet had their bodies pressed close against each other and they were unconsciously grinding their burning crotch against the other's fabric.
No words were exchanged when the couple faced each other and began kissing each other all over. Lucky for them, Izuku received a spare condom from his childhood friend during their earlier conversation. It wasn't long before Jirou had her legs wrapped around Izuku's waist and they were getting it on against the wall, they were in such a rush that they didn't bother taking off their costume, they only moved what was necessary.
While the sex they were having was phenomenal, as the sensation of feeling a beefy cock pumping into her was always an enjoyable experience, Jirou's mind couldn't help but wander back to her conversation with Setsuna. She boasted about how amazing being railed from behind in a close space was as if it was the most blissful position to be in. The long earlobes girl thought if that was true.
'Couldn't help to try,' Jirou told herself.
When she suggested it, Izuku seemed unsure about it but agreed to experiment. Sexual intercourse was a fairly new concept to their months-long relationship, besides being more comfortable with oral and hand pleasing acts, they've mostly stuck to missionary. It was going to be increasingly difficult when Jirou made one last request.
"And you gotta make sure you're rough, like really rough."
Sweat dropped down Izuku's face, "Uhhh, define rough."
Jirou stayed silent for a moment as she racked her head for an example before remembering something Setsuna said.
Finally Jirou said, "I don't know, but you should fuck me as if you hate me."
"Hate you? That's impossible, I love you too much," Izuku replied.
"Crap you're right. Uhhhh, then fuck me like I'm some villain whose been naughty!"
"Y-you are dressed for the part."
"Good, good," Jirou told him, turning to face the door and pressing her hands against it for support before sticking out her rear, "Now teach this villainous vampire queen's ass a lesson. No holding back either, a hero shouldn't need to show mercy to evil."
Jirou ingrained it into her mind to later thank Setsuna for the day, being so glad she considered it and that Izuku was at least willing to try it out. The stuffy almost suffocating aura of the room mixed with the already blissful feeling of sex that now had a hefty serving of wildness to spice things was the ungodly combination to unlock a pathway to nirvana.
Though the thrusts Izuku gave wasn't the fastest, it was made up for with pure power, each one feeling like they were going to break something inside of his girlfriend as the force sent tremors throughout her spine. Jirou ankles quivered with anticipation whenever she felt the sweet boy pull his shaft back only to have it rammed back in with tremendous force, jerking her body forward that was only stopped by the wooden barrier in front of her. A repeated cycle that went on for a time Jirou didn't have the mental capacity to keep track of.
Thud!
"GAaahhh!" Jirou cried out, wincing from the force.
Thud!
"HAaAAaaAAa!"
Thud!
"MmmmMmmM!"
Thud!
"Woooaarrnn!"
Thud!
"Mmm, Ah- fuck!"
Her erotic cries drowned out nearly everything else in the room with only Izuku's groan managing to survive.
"A-aaahahaha, J-jiroou," The green-haired boy moan in her ear, only sending more shivers down her spine.
"Yes Izuku," Jirou yelled, "Yes! Grrr, fuck me!"
"You feel amazing, I can't stop!"
"Don't, keep going! Ah! Oh, oh, keep pounding my lewd little pussy!"
Hearing her moan in such a way enticed Izuku, his hands moved on their own. One had grabbed the bottom of Jirou's thick thighs, lift it and her leg high off the ground, spreading her moist sex wider open, and allowing for much easier access to thrust in. Izuku's other arm had wrapped itself under one of Jirou's arcs, pulling upward to restrain it with a half nelson. The brash action invigorated Jirou, having half her limbs being treated the way they were unfathomable toppings to her pleasure pie, and it increased the frequency and savagery of her moans. Their cries of pleasure filled the room.
Thud! Thud!
"MmnmGAH!"
"G-gaaaaa~! Jirou!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"AhH! Oh-aaaaa! Shit! Gah- s-shit!"
"So warm! My cock feels like it's on fire! Like a small towel was wrapped around it and dipped in the spa water"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Nnngh! Hrnn! A-a-a-aaaa fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
"Your insides are squeezing me so tight, it's trying to devour my cock!"
"God! Oh god fuck yes! Ah!"
"Please hold on Jirou, giaaa!"
"N-n-nyaaaaa!"
The long earlobe of Jirou began to extend, gently but tightly wrapped around her neck with only a moderate amount of space between her neck and her lobes. Izuku immediately recognized this and knew what she wanted, she had done something similar during one of their make-out sessions at their homes.
Bending down, Izuku nibbles on her ear jack a bit before chomping down on them with a hard jaw grip, Jirou's body quivered in his hands from the pain. Izuku didn't need to do anything else special, besides licking the tip of her ear jack in his mouth, he just needed to continue what he was doing before. The rapid movement of their bodies from the eccentric action was all that was needed to cause the right amount of pull and release sensation around Jirou's neck. The last time they did something like this Jirou was left nearly faint and breathless from an overload of glee and that was just kissing. With everything else, Jirou's eyes were already rolling to the back of her head as her tongue stuck out from her joyish-looking lewd expression. All that was left for this meal was dessert, and their appetite was craving for a good old fashioned creampie.
As the pressure began to build inside of Izuku's crotch, a primal urge overtook the boy's body. Not only did his breath heat up to practically breathe fire, but green sparks began cracking at his waist from his quirk activating. Before the thrusts were rampant but traded off speed for absolute power, now with his quirk added to the mix it took the full extent of both worlds. Now having restless speed and bold force, Izuku's waist had turned into a jackhammer, humping away at Jirou's insides.
This move was later named, FULL COWL - THRUST STYLE!
Every second the speed and power continued increasing with so sign that it was going to stop.
The room vibrated uncontrollably from the banging, every item in the room shook furiously with many of them getting knocked over by the quakes. As far as they know, an earthquake could actually be happening right now and they wouldn't be able to tell the difference. It wouldn't even surprise Jirou if all the wall shelves and even the roof collapsed on them.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
The thudding quickly became a thunderous roar.
Jirou could barely form words anymore, "NNRGNAGAAAA."
"GAaaaaaah! I'm coming!" Izuku shouted, alarming her.
Unable to speak, Jirou signals an invitation to relieve himself by using her one free hand to grope her own buttcheek and spread it aside.
In a tremendous shriek, Jirou juices burst out of her pussy as she came while Izuku blew his load into the condom, quickly filling it. Thankfully it didn't break, whoever the manufacturer was clearly knew to make it durable as a regular one might burst from the quantity that was pouring into it.
While they were before orgasming, Izuku hadn't stopped moving his hips. Still ramming Jirou against the door as they reach their blissful pinnacle. They were still yelling the other's names, being ignorant of everything else around.
THUD! THUD! CRACK! THUD! THUD! CRACK! THUD! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK!
Right as they were about to finish ejaculating their sex organ's fluid, the poor door that's been taking as much abuse as Jirou's thick delicious ass finally cracked under all the pressure. With a final thrust, the door busted into pieces as the couple broke through before falling over to the ground.
Thankfully the fall finally brought to a close to their monstrous session, with both parties being laid out on the ground gasping for air and sweating lakes. Thankfully they don't need to worry about almost exploding.
They laid there for a few minutes recovering before anyone of them could move again.
As Izuku raised his torso up, he held his head. He still felt dizzy from it all.
On the other hand, Jirou was still a woman in action. She had crawled over to Izuku's waist and had removed the rubber off his throbbing member with her mouth. Izuku watched in confusion at what she was doing as it seemed odd, that confusion only turned to embarrassment as he witnessed her dump the content of the protection into her mouth like it was gogurt.
"J-jirou," Izuku exclaimed, "W-what are you doing?"
With her mouth filled with semen, Jirou struggled for a moment to swallow what she had drunk. Finally doing the finishing gulp, she gasped for a bit, leaving her mouth open for Izuku to see how she cleaned up.
"T-there! See I can take it, I-i don't want to hear you later talking to your friends saying I couldn't swallow, got it!?" she told him, her cheek flustered with a bright blush as her aching body fidgeted in place. Despite this, Jirou still tried to look commanding and strong with her glare, and her ear jack looked lively as if they might attack.
A red-faced Izuku nodded at his demanding girlfriend's request, while secretly thinking about how adorable she looked trying to look tough after their little display.
"Ow, ow!" cried out Izuku, trying his best to stop Jirou from pinching his sides.
"Jerk, you went overboard," Jirou told him, "I said rough, not put me through a door!"
"You said to act like you were a villain."
"So you banged me through a wall?"
"Yes! I've put lots of villains through walls."
Jirou gave a small pout, crossing her hands as she mumbled, "You're lucky you're cute."
"Oh-ho," came a voice to their side, it was Setsuna with Katsuki not far behind, "Do my ears deceive me? Sounds like someone took my advice."
"A- wha-" Jirou stammered, she and Izuku both froze up at the question.
Katsuki just shook his head in annoyance at Setsuna's question, she should leave people's private business as that, private.
Taking Jirou a bit away from the group, Setsuna asked, "So how was it?"
"...indescribably fantastic," Jirou muttered, looking away as a blush came across her face again.
"Told ya, how are you feeling?"
"I got a shit headache right now."
"Overdid it I see, young inexperienced girls like you gotta start small in the beginning. I know it'll be tempting but some self-control before you get used to it can do you some good."
"I'll…. Keep it in mind."
"I'll give you some tips for next time."
"Wh-who! Who said I was going to do it again?"
"If you weren't, you would've given a more negative reaction to me right now for suggesting something you didn't enjoy," Setsuna said, giving a cocky smile.
"..."
"..."
"Here's my number," Jirou replied, taking out her phone. Her eyes divert from shyness.
The boys were having their own discussion.
"So what happened with the chainsaw guy?" Izuku asked.
Katsuki grunted in annoyance before replying, "I wanted to stay and fight but that tricky woman dragged me away instead. She said part of the fun was to play along and run."
"Makes sense."
"I would've kicked his ass."
"Yes, you would."
Soon the couple had exited the house, and the fresh air brushed by them. It felt relaxing. They even bumped into Aizawa and Ms. Joke on the way out.
"Oh, Mr. Aizawa….. Why is Ms. Joke in your arms," Izuku asked, eyeing the hero who was usually filled with laughter resting peacefully against Aizawa's chest.
Aizawa looked down at the woman who he was carrying in his arms and replied, "She fell down some stairs."
"And broke my ass," Emi vulgarly added, chuckling to herself.
….
"Ok."
Not allowing any more questions, Aizawa took his leave with Emi, with the jokester making a that's all folks reference.
"Alright, where is your apartment again?" Aizawa asked her.
Emi mumbled back, "It's too far away, lets go to your place."
The black-haired hero scoffed, "Fine, just don't mess with my cat."
"As long as you don't sit me down on anything, I don't think I can't sit properly for the rest of the…. Week."
"I'll get you an ice pack."
Emi yawned, "Such a good dom, caring for me. I call your kitty pillow though."
"No it's mine, I need it to rest well."
"I earned this for today! You can use my girls instead to rest on and I'll hug you to sleep like a teddy bear. Then maybe in the morning you can use your wood exploring my stuffing."
"Or get some coffee."
"Why not both!?"
"Because I'm sure public sex in a coffee shop is a felony."
"Tch, we really do live in a society."
Back with the students, the two couples had gone to the school's locker room, getting themselves cleaned up and changing into normal clothes. After saying their farewells before separating.
"So where are we going?" Setsuna asked, grabbing Katsuki's hand and playfully swung it as they walked.
Katsuki grumbled, "My house."
"Oh, I thought your parents were home today?"
"They are, you're meeting them today."
"Kyaaa, one minute I'm the skeleton in your closet next thing I'm your golden trophy. You're getting bold with showing me around Kacchan."
"S-shut up."
Setsuna giggled, planting a kiss on his cheek before saying, "Can't wait to meet who managed to raise you."
Finally leaving school grounds, Izuku smacked his forehead.
"Oh right I forgot!" he exclaimed, "I still need to treat you to something after."
"Don't worry about it," Jirou told him.
"No, no, I like keeping my promise. Whatever you want just say it."
"Hmm….. you decide."
"...uh-oh… Uhh ok umm-"
Jirou burst out laughing, "I'm messing with you dork!"
She hugged Izuku's entire arm closely, softly breathing against it as she told him, "Let's head back to one of our places, order some pizza and watch a movie or something. Ok?"
Izuku's skeleton almost wanted to jump out of his skin hearing that, he quickly nodded his head saying, "Yeah, that's fine with me."
Jirou looked up at him, smiling before saying, "Good, because being with you is the only treat I need."
With that, she got that on her tippy-toe and planted a kiss on his lips before the two went home.
We don't need a barrage of constant explosions to keep life interesting or filled with joy. Sometimes a single night of fiery compassion is all people need and everything else will fall in place with their own actions.
That's the best part about experiences, you can share them with others, and you can see how they affect you.
THE END
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