Boku No Hāremu Akademia

by Satanael Uzumaki

Ever since he was born Izuku had been quirkless. But he actually had a big secret. that was...that he actually had a quirk he hadn't told anyone about! and unlike the showy, manly type of quirk He had been hoping for his "quirk" was the ability to "Make women want to fuck". or so he thought but he later discovered that this "quirk" wasn't even a "quirk

3. CH002: First Time With Mitsuki-Oba

My First Time With Mitsuki-Oba

Alright new chapter I have to admit this chapter I stepped out of my comfort zone, by that I mean first person writing I'm used to third person just like in videogames there's only few games I can stand playing in First-Person. Also, the past/Future was also difficult to do I'm very sure will be confused by it. Hell, I'm confused by it I will probably be rewriting this chapter in the future or at least the flashback part needs a polish. So, I apologize for it if you get confused just know I plan to fix it. this chapter took a while for me to write and I wish I could tell you it's cause I was sick or something, but no I've been playing marvel Spider-Man, and finishing immortals of Aevum, making my cousin rage in Mortal 1 Kombat, then I caught up on some of my favorite Donghua anime Magic Chef of Ice and Fire Douluo Dalu 2, basically I've been busy not writing. For any of you that also read the Naruto story I plan on deleting it it's very badly written, I do plan on fixing it but still unsure when repost will be done.

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"Normal conversation"

"All Might's buff form talking"

*Story Flashbacks/ Future events*

**Izuku's Narrative of the story**

*Characters thoughts process/ Locations*

*Flashback/Thinking of past events*

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WARNING: This fanfiction will eventually contain all the following sexually explicit act listed below please proceed to read this Fanfic at your own risk, if any of these acts are things you abhor just don't read this work as I will not care for any complaints in such regards, with that being said there will still be a warning in the chapter we're any of these acts are present at least for now.

Incest

Animal Girls

Size Difference

Dirty Talk

Mindless Sex

Sex Addiction

Mind Control

Mind Break

Group Sex

Yuri

No Yaoi… just some light stuff

Lolicon

Shotacon

Unrealistic proportions

Dick Growth

Mind Rape

Gender Bender

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The name Mai is my nickname that's why I used it for the dead husband, it not a self-insert we me and him have nothing in common except for skin tones, I just felt like naming him that for familiarity's sake anyway, if you were wondering where the name came from now you know.

I'd like to thank my friends for contributing to this story by providing some of the poems featured in the chapter, they were very nice in doing this, so please give them a thank you with the comments.

Love and Honor written by: LovngStrength

Drawn To Darkness written by: DangerKurusu

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CH002: First Time with Mitsuki-Oba-san

4 Months Later

*Fukumoto Mansion/ Sera's Room*

sexual content warning

*She missed him! his touch, his fruity scent, the different way he would sound depending on the situation involved, which didn't matter to her she just missed the tone of his voice as a whole, his saliva which she guess should be bland and tasteless and yes she knew how that tasted even though he had yet to kiss her lips, the point is his saliva wasn't tasteless and bland it was nothing like that. One word to describe him was flavorful, from his sweat and saliva to his sperm, and oddly enough even his scent, it was mind boggling it was never the same thing, one day she would taste her favorite food or desert, the next day it would be something she craved or had never tasted before, than the day after that it was fruits, be it something sample or multiple blended together* that was the thoughts going through her head as the young girl plunged her fingers in between the juicy swollen lips of her slit for the umpteenth time, biting down on her pillow to muffle her moans of pleasure.

She was lying in bed, the sun approaching the eastern horizon as the minutes ticked by on her alarm clock. The time was early, earlier than the time her mothers woke up, but this was how she liked it. The girl liked to pleasure herself each morning ever-since her daddy had made her sucked him, she would touch herself to recreate that feeling, she did it every morning and, again after she got home from school, and a final time before falling asleep. You could say that this was the breakfast run-out, also known as the most important run-out of the day.

With each ticklish prod of her fingers, the prepubescent girl could feel waves of vibrating warmth shivering along her insides, making her legs squirm as if she were having her reflexes tested during a physical. Her soft voice cooed in her arousal as the predawn light shined in through her window and illuminated the juices on her hand. Her pussy was so warm and soft, she could keep her fingers in it all day and never grow tired of her own touch and the feeling of her wetness.

But contrary to her sexual appetite and her almost obsessive need to pleasure herself each day, she had an issue no matter what she tried this issue still plague her, no matter what she tried or how she did it she just couldn't pleasure herself like he could, there was one specific image in her mind. She was doing her best thinking of him, dreaming of some fantasy, and even remembering the erotic events in her life that involved him but to no avail.

Quite simply, she found it impossible to conjure the man that aroused her, she was too shy and unsure of herself to even imagine any fantasy for she knew they always paled in compare to the real deal, and the fact that she had gone this long without having her first kiss or losing her virginity didn't explained why she didn't have a cache of sensual memories to draw on for inspiration. Anyone who knew her outside of this house wouldn't even recognize the writhing black-haired beauty, knuckle deep with her index and middle finger between her legs, mouth open and gasping for air like a dog in the shade, face blushing from sexual excitement, and free hand tracing her naked body.

Regardless of these hindrances, she was mostly content and didn't really need anything more. She already had her large c-cup breasts, jiggling and bouncing with each movement of her slender body with her nipples erect and at their most sensitive in the cool early morning; she had her virgin slit, softer than the interior of the ripest fruit and dripping with nectar so delicious that she would gluttonously lick her fingers clean after each orgasm; and she had the self-knowledge of how to reach that threshold. Struggling to suppress her moan with her face buried in her pillow, the young woman worked her fingers between her legs as euphoria consumed her and waves of vibrating heat coursed through her young tight body. Trembling from head to toe, she licked her fingers clean as her parents' alarm began ringing down the hall. It was time to get up and start the new day.

*Haruna And Megumi's Bedroom*

Haruna First-person POV

*Why was I feeling down? I'd just made a sale, the commission on which would cover my family's basic salary for the next two decades, yet I was not feeling the excitement that I should. I was just 1 month into my first contract as a manager for the specialized jewelry concession from a medium-sized cruise ship based out of the UK. This was my first time involving our late husband's company in jewelry acquisitions and was a step into the unknown.

I had wanted to travel, ever since I was a little girl growing up in Japan. I suppose it was the Viking blood in me that wanted to explore. I also had an artistic side to me with a passion for jewelry. So, after qualifying in gems and jewelry, then working with various shops and auction houses for 5 years, I had taken the plunge.

This was the chance of a lifetime, and I had decided that I should commit to at least two contracts to see if it was right for me. After that, we would see. Each contract though was for nine months. I still felt uncomfortable running my husband's company not because I was unqualified to, au contraire I am certified and licensed, my husband always told us that everything happening within the company was because of us, that every decision he made was done after listening to me and Megumi's thoughts.

That was the issue decision, me and my sister struggled with making choices it's a byproduct of our upbringing, growing up we had no choices everything was always decided for us from the minor things to the very impactful things which was the reason why whenever the time came for my sister and I to make a choice we get petrified and overwhelmed.

I just can't do it if we're told to choose between two dresses, we would just stand there all day without making a choice, this was the reason our husband used to make all the choices and why I now struggle to run the company. I have to bring everything home with me and discuss it with Megumi just so Sera and Danī can make the decision for us we are just lucky that Sera's is so smart. *

"morning sister, you're looking a bit glum, everything okay?" my sister's voice bringing me out of my thoughts she had just came out of the bathroom that was connected to our bedroom, her hips swayed walking towards me to once more joined me back on our bed that we used to share with our late husband, it was almost time for me to go and prepare myself for work, I couldn't see the clock but I would guess that I had an hour or two before the timer goes off.

"Oh, hey. I suppose so, just a bit down. I shouldn't be as I've just made a great sale." I replied still in a mood and still unsure of why or what brought out this whole downer mood I was in, ok I had my suspicions of why and what also even the who I also had the suspension that my sister was going through the same thing, playing ignorant about this matter might not be the smart thing to do but it just comes easier to ignore those feelings.

"I know. I saw the sale register on the company's accounts system. Some lucky girl got herself a present." My sister said playfully while she crawls towards me on the bed, she had on the garter our husband had gift her the day he had first claimed us as his properties and of course she's never taken them off since. It had been the same way with me but sadly my garter was destroyed the day our husband died the proof of his domination eviscerated from my body, sure he had warned us of it happening and its significance, but I still envied my sister whenever I laid eyes on her to see the garters on her thighs.

Flashback

*I remembered that day vividly our husband had just put the garters on me and my sister we've never been as happy as we were in that moment our hearts pounding like drums, the happiness and excitement we felt that day was exhilarating our bodies so sensual and sensitive we were so horny. I could feel my hardened nipples rubbing against my shirt the room thick of female pheromones it was accompanied with the sweet scent of our cunts, my sister and I flooded the floor with our pussy juice, with our one and only Master/Husband staring us down judging us we felt vulnerable unworthy of his gaze.

He had looked so commanding like a ruler his presence always made us feel like this, so we were standing before him in the garters that he'd just put on us looking unsure just hoping that he liked how we looked, checking for sign of happiness, praying in our hearts that we pleased him. Then he cracked a smile and our fears melted away, his silver eyes so attractive to look at, I only found out later that eyes that color was uncommon amongst his people, he towered over us like he always did in every place I've seen him none ever surpassed his height in my presence, his frame tall and well-muscled dark skin.

I felt my pussy muscle contract I couldn't wait to feel his girth plunging within my depth I could see my sister squirm in my peripherals obviously feeling the same way, then he spoke, he had such a perfect western accent, he had made the Japanese language his main way of speech as appreciation for his adoptive parents, he looked like one of those football players, not that she was a fan of the game. But he was, and she'd caught a couple glances whenever he watched the games.

It was their duty to take care of his needs during those times refresh his drinks, bringing him his food, making sure he was comfortable by massaging his foot, he truly had the look of a football star, except unlike most football players with his skin tone, his hair wasn't long he had it cut, it was short and done in "waves" she believes them to be called, not that she cared all that matter was the feeling of her fingers running across his hair.

He reassured us that we were beautiful, the truest peak of feminine beauty, the most obvious and logical stop for female evolution and most importantly he really love how we looked in garters, he showed me and my sister how hard he was because of us, he complemented and thanked us for giving the room what he called the pussy smell, I could feel my wetness running down my thighs, even hearing the droplets that would every couple seconds stained the marbled floor, my sister faring no better he stood there pleased to seeing his two sluts in such state.

"Mmm, Master-Husband," I purred and leaned in then I kissed him. I groaned at the feel of his mouth on mine. I was bound for him. I remembered that strange ritual we had gone through when I first arrived. He had mentioned the elements Fire, earth, and water things like that. I pushed him back as we kissed, we hit the couch. He sat down on it and pulled me with him, my maid's uniform rustling. My legs, clad silky stockings, rubbed on the outside of his thighs. His cock pressed up into my shaved pussy.

I moaned into his lips as my labia swallowed his dick, I pressed my hot cunt down on his cock, devouring inch after inch of his black rod, he growled, his hands sliding around to grab my ass beneath the layers of petticoats. The lace rubbed on the backs of his hands as he kneaded my plump rump. Finally, I felt myself bottomed out on him, he groaned into my lips I broke the kiss and reciprocate a groaned, "Master!"

I watched as my sister moved she closed the distance inches by inches leaving a trail of pussy juice in her wake, finally she had arrived in front of us and immediately she knelt down at his feet, a sigh escaped my lips for I knew my sister wanted his attention I had to remove his appendage from within my depth I shouldn't be greedy. I prepared myself ready to move off his lap to sit next to him on the couch, but just then my body tensed.

While my mind knew that I shouldn't be greedy it would seem that my body just didn't agree with such a notion, I felt my inner lips muscles contract then tighten around his bulging rod, my crevice having been molded in his shape years ago. Now he fitted me like a key within a lock, my clit was hard sensitive to the open air my folds embraced him tighter still, my womb lowered in a twisted for of hunger, eager to kiss the tip of his manhood.

Finally, after many exertions I successfully unlinked myself from him and immediately a new feeling enveloped my entire being, I felt fractional. This was the feeling I always felt whenever him and I weren't connected, my womb perusal pulsated at the loss of feeling that his cock brought, now seated on the couch to his right in the seiza position I could feel my vulva flooding my legs in nectar, I knew then that between me and my sister this couch would soon need a good wash.

Pure hunger that was the look on my sister's eyes as she stared at our masters bulging phallus so thick and long the veins very prominent, pink soft spongy bulbus that gleamed in the light, it glisten as a result of my juices combined with his pre-cum. Megumi's eyes moved and met mine we held each other's gaze the expression her eye movement, I knew she was silently asking me the question we've been asking since our first sexual experience with him.

How in kami's name could he be so big? It should be impossible science had no explanation for the monster of a cock that hung between his legs, him being a western foreigner had to have been the reason I suppose that all western men were that size or close to it while some might even be bigger, my sister's tongue flicked and ran across her lips she brought her head closer to his dick ready and eager to lick and suck our masters cock of the combined nectar.

Megumi's First-Person POV

I licked my lips as I stared at his cock thrusting out before him. He had such a big one. I just had to love him with all my might. I opened my mouth and slid my lips over his dick. He was wet with my sister's spicy juices. I savored the flavor of her pussy as Master stared down at me with this demanding expression on his face. I loved it as I suckled on his cock.

I hadn't blown a dick in five years. And it hadn't been as big and as wonderful. I was so lucky that my sister gave me the opportunity to love this man. My Master and her husband. I swirled my tongue around Master's tip. His cock throbbed in my mouth.

"My cute little Megu," he groaned not saying my full name, his voice so throaty as I suckled on him. My cheeks hollowed from the pressure of my suction. "Oh, damn, Megu!"

I loved his moans of pleasure. I was serving my alpha. My Master. I was the luckiest puppy in the world. The garter he had just given me, felt so right on my thighs as I bobbed my head. My hair swayed around my round face.

"Shit, shit, shit," Master groaned. "Oh, fuck, Megu."

"Mmm, enjoy your puppy's mouth," purred my sister Haruna. She hugged him from behind, her hands rubbing at his chest. "She's yours now, Master-Husband."

My pussy clenched at those words. I was his. My Master's. That was so wonderful. It felt so right now. Not a doubt in my mind. Not a question. I knew this was right. I was his Puppy, his Maid. I had to love my Master.

Drool ran down my chin as I bobbed my head. I worked my mouth as fast as I could, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. The spicy flavor of Haruna's pussy faded. The salty taste of his precum rose. I loved that salty delight.

My big boobs jiggled as I knelt there on the floor working my mouth up and down his dick. My juices soaked my bush. I wiggled my hips from side to side, my cunt burning from all the heat swelling in me. This felt so wicked.

My tongue danced around his cock. I suckled at him with such hunger. I nursed on him with such wild passion. I bobbed my head as he groaned. He stared down at me with this expression of shock. He still couldn't believe this was happening.

I could. It made so much sense to me. It had never felt right for me whenever I was with other man but with him everything clicked, I had to talk with my sister convinced her to share and once she agreed we both had to show him that it was fine for him to own us.

"Fuck, Megu," he groaned. "You're going to make me cum."

I sucked even harder at him. I craved to have his cum firing into my mouth. I craved to love him. Serve him. That was my job as his Puppy, his Maid. My tongue danced around the head of his crown, feeling it throb in my mouth. It was such a wonderful pleasure to worship his cock.

He groaned as I suckled, my lips sliding up and down his cock. My cheeks hollowed as I put my all into pleasing him. Satisfying him. The salty flavor of his pre-cum increased. His dick twitched in my mouth. He throbbed as he groaned.

"Fuck," he gasped. "Oh, fuck, Megu. That's it. That's fucking it. Yes!"

His cock erupted.

Hot jizz fired into my mouth. That wonderful heat surged through me. I groaned as I drank down his seed. My master's salty and wonderful cum pumped into my mouth. My pussy clenched and eyes squeezed shut. A wave of heat rushed out of my cunt.

I gulped down his seed. I swallowed my Master 's jizz. I loved that salty flavor as more and more spurted out of his virile balls. He was an alpha male he could cum six or seven times in a night. I had to work so hard to keep him satisfied. And it was always worth it. Just like it would always be our pleasure to take care of all his needs.

"Fuck, Megu!" groaned Master as he spurted over and over again. He flooded my mouth with all that wonderful spunk. I gulped it down. I loved every moment of that jizz spurting into my mouth. "Oh, fuck, yes!"

I shuddered and swallowed all that spunk he had. I felt so amazing. My pussy clenched, my hips wiggling from side to side as I gulped down his jizz. I swallowed every drop of it that I could. I loved the flavor of his seed.

"Damn," he groaned as he ran dry. I had made my owner cum.

I was such a wonderful Puppy-Maid. It felt so wonderful to service my Master. The euphoric feeling course through me I was so happy my ass swung left to right like a happy puppy swinging its invisible tail, and once my happiness reached its peak my bladder weakened the flood gate opened.

A sound filled the room it was the sound of water hitting ground it was accompanied with a scent it was a distinctive smell, my ears gained a reddish pigmentation a little embarrassed at my action, my sister wrinkled her nose at the smell while Master's reaction was the opposite he was pleased at my action he petted my head with his left hand saying that I was a good girl for remembering his training.

It was true Master had many fetish he trained my sister and I for each of those fetishes if he had ten kinks my sister would be trained in five while I would get the other five, and right now I was doing one of those things, he had trained me to do as his Puppy, he trained me to do this as a sign to show my happiness

The sound of liquid hitting the floor got louder; my shyness retreating from his praise and head pats, I shouldn't be embarrassed while a shy Puppy was cute. It should never be about things done to please the owner. My Tummy knotted my tongue lolled out of my mouth saliva dripping from it, my huge buttocks swinging left to right as I admire his smiling face, this Puppy was overjoyed her Master loved her unconditionally.

"The garters are special" he said now caressing my cheek with his left hand and my sisters with the right one, we both paid close attention to his words knowing that he was talking about something important. "they've been enchanted but for now the most crucial thing to know" his tone so full of warmth and love the sound of my embarrassing action still going in the background, why did he make me drink so much? I ask myself upon seeing my sister's judgmental look out the corner of my eyes.

Why did he choose now to talk while I was doing something so mortifying, splash, splash, splash, splash, sploosh, splash, sploosh, the sound of the yellow liquid hitting the floor could still be heard throughout the room, but he paid no mind and continued to talk. "Haruna should there comes a day your garter is destroyed and we're not in each other's presence, I want you to know it means that I've died, that's the only way for your garter to be destroyed"

He told her his voice now laced with a hint of sadness at the mentioned of he's passing, this wasn't a topic we liked having, not that he's death was a regularly discussed subject, it's just that I couldn't see my life without him in it, I was sure my sister Haruna shared that feeling. "What about my sister's garter? I heard Haruna ask her tone softly.

Then I also thought about it, yea what about mine? If Haruna's garter are supposed to destroyed upon his death, what about me? Shouldn't they be destroyed along with my sister's garter, my eyes shifted on the garters adorned neatly upon my soft creamy thighs, I didn't want them destroyed, I had worked hard to earned them, they were a sign of my Master's domination, proof that I belonged to him, in that moment the emotional turmoil affected me physically.

The result was a louder splashing sound as the golden stream came out of the net with a higher force than before; my feeling pushed me to ask the question my sister had just asked. "What about mine Master doesn't it also get destroyed?" I asked him my voice unveiling just how vulnerable I was, my butt was no longer swinging, my tongue back in my mouth, I had stopped my Puppy act, well not completely considering I was still pushing out liquid like a river.

He rubbed the thumb of his foot between the flooding junction of my thighs, wetting his feet and making me yelp at the unexpected action I muster my remaining will power controlling myself to not jump on him and shove his still hardening rod within the confines of my cunt, but no I had just gobbled his seeds it wouldn't be my turn yet I believe my sister's next whether it would be a BJ or full on fucking that was the question.

"Yours will be destroyed under a different set of circumstances Megu" he said stroking our cheeks making us both feel love, then he continued.

"Years after I'm gone there's a chance, you'll both meet your destined Master, now the garter won't be destroyed immediately upon meeting him, because feeling takes time to develop" me and my sister both look at each other in bewilderment, he talked with a certainty about his passing, but uncertainty in regard to this Master.

THIRD PERSON POV

Both sisters by this point felt turmoil they didn't like this topic it would be best to move on to other things, topics like kids they both wanted to give him four kids at the minimum, or does he prefer boy or girl? Maybe even workshop some names, did he like gender neutral names or not? Or maybe talk some more about piercings, and tattoos. There were a multitude of other things to talk about, but he had to bring up the one thing they didn't want to discuss.

They both steeled themselves shaking off apprehensive mood it seems that he was determined to talk about this topic, so fine they would listen, they would do so attentively, just to get it over with just so this subject would never be brought up again in this lifetime.

He saw how sad this discussion was making them, but this conversation needed to happen he's death would come he knew that, and he had to make sure that they were prepared to deal with it. He didn't like making them sad, everything was for their happiness, he loved them, and they loved him, he knew all that, and until recently he believed that the three of them would always be together, that he was their one and only Master. But he was wrong, for now he knew they might have another!

"I know this is conflicting both of you probably want to talk about anything else instead, but this conversation needs to be had and I'm sorry to say it won't be our last. Don't be too invested I'll be brief I'll always be brief on this topic." He said wrapping his strong arm around Haruna bringing her closer for a kiss trying really hard to chase away all her negative thoughts and feelings.

He separated breathlessly their forehead against each other her eyes looking so doe and sexually charged, he wondered just how she made it possible to look innocent yet so sexy. "The last garter shall be destroyed when both sisters have sincerely completely submit, when their hearts have been fully conquered, once their bodies have completely fallen, when both sisters are fully prepared in hearts, mind and body the last garter will be destroyed as a show of acceptance to their new Master and they shall live a happy fulfilled life."

He said this like he was in a trance not fully in control of his actions once finished with that last message, he went back to showing them love, tenderly rubbing Haruna's cheek and playing with Megumi by using his feet. Both sisters mustered their willpower, trying not to be distracted from his actions and simultaneously gave the same response.

"No, we only want you. No one else can do for us or for us the things you do, no one else can make us this happy, no one else could ever love us like you do, no one else would ever accept us like you did, no one else could ever touch us like you do. I could never trust, accept, submit, love, or fully give us over to someone else like we do you"

They both said hoping that he understood once and for all how much he meant to them that there was no way someone else could ever replace him, they both look so adorable and sad, Megumi looked like a Puppy about to be abandoned by its owner on a rainy night and Haruna like an abandoned child that had gone through the same thing. He sighed and then he spoke, but it was strange he recited a poem it went like this.

(DRAWN TO DARKNESS)

"The dark. feared by some. But not I. some fear being lost in the dark. Honestly? I long to be lost in the dark. Some see the dark as dangerous. Really? I see refuge, restoration. Some think of the dark as cold. Seriously? The dark is warmth, enveloping warmth. For some the dark is to be avoided. Hardly! I seek the dark. I desire the dark.

I am drawn to the dark. I long to enter it. breathe it in. taste it. be aroused by its unique aroma. be enveloped in it. surrounded by it, lost in it, retreat from the world in it. Be made whole in it. I slid into the dark. Again, and again, and again. Explode in it! Again, and again, and again."

Both sisters silently and attentively listened to the poem. It was very sweet and beautiful and instantly they knew that it was about Megumi, her quirk was about darkness. She had been called dangerous as a kid and bullied for it. Which caused her to quirk to act out because she had lacked control, which resulted in some ignoring her existence and others hoping for her eradication. If not for her sister in the earlier years she was sure that her experience in life would have led her down a dark path.

Then in their later years her sister introduced her boyfriend now her Master the second person to accept her for who she was, he loved her unconditionally, he commanded her life due to her crippling decision issues she appreciated him for it and here he was writing her poem, truly he went above and beyond to show her why being his was the best thing to happen to her. Her face brightened, she liked the poem, it encapsulates her essence, what she's about it made her feel wanted and loved it was just so sweet of him to do that.

"You like it don't you as you've both probably guessed that poem was about you Megu and I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't write that. I'm not that good at literature, I wish that I had written it but unfortunately, I'm not that talented. Can you guess who wrote it?" he said then ask all excitedly like he was revealing some kind of knowledge that they shouldn't know yet or giving them something that would ensure a lifetime of happiness.

They both wanted to say that he wrote it since no one else could know or care for Megumi like the people present in the room at that moment, but he had already said that he wasn't the one. That only left this mysterious Master he's been talking about if so, the sisters had to admit he cared for Megumi. Haruna fixed him with an expectant gaze waiting to hear her poem, there's no way he only wrote about Megumi, right? Right? Unless he preferred Megumi to it made sense, her mood dropped sadness about to take hold then he began to speak.

(LOVE & HONOR)

"I love and honor her for all that she gives me. Her gifts, too fruitful to count. Too precious to ignore, too rare to take for granted.

I love and honor her, For her tender selfless heart. Her deep and quiet soul. The adoration in her eyes, that she sees reflected in mine.

I love and honor her for her strength of character. Her complete sense of self. Her keen and agile mind. That strengthens me. And keeps me on my toes.

I love and honor her for the gift of her submission. So complete, and without restraint. given with such total love, and trust. Because she knows, she is submitting to her Masters heart. And not his hand.

I love and honor her Because there is nothing she would not give or do for me Because I will never have to demand. She will give unbidden. Without rancor or remorse. Without fear or trepidation.

I love and honor her And I will give her my protection My strong arms, my life's wisdom. I will give her the fullness of my heart. The breath from my soul. The touch of my empathetic hands. The passion that is my body. And the song, that is our voice.

I love and honor her, Because She is a woman, sometimes a little girl. One Who could stand on her own. But who has chosen to belong to me? To something greater than us alone. Knowing we fill, Each other's empty spaces. Knowing That without love There is no honor. Without honor How could there be love? This is what makes us whole."

The words flowed from his lips habitually he was once more in that state while it looked like he was saying them just to say them, almost like he was just going through the motion. But no, he managed to put feelings into it which had the effect of bringing Haruna to tears, he kissed her while the emotion in the room was running high. He had done this to show them that Izuku was a good Master to submit to, he would love and care for them and vice-versa they would lo…

"Favoritism that is blatant Favoritism he clearly loves Haruna more than Megumi, does he not love Megu? Megu is a good girl, why doesn't he love me?" Megumi said halting everything and giving her Master "the look" what was wrong now where's Favoritism? He had recited two poems each about a different sister. He turned to look at Haruna and she also had "the look" come on can he get a break.

"Where's the Favoritism Megu I just recited two poems for two people? and really Haruna you felt there was Favoritism as well. How? Where? Who? I mean both of you are giving me the Favoritism look and I don't understand it, Megu this better not be about something childish, you to Haru."

"It is not childish Master it is clear from those two poems that he favors Haruna more than me her poem was longer, he said more about her a lot of sweet romantic things, it's a clear fact the Favoritism was blatantly obvious." Megumi said cutely with her cheeks puffed up like a cute small furry animal.

"are you kidding me sister yours was obviously the better poem you can't judge these things based on length, you know it's like a penis it's the feeling that you get that matters, while being short it conveyed true emotions, want, longing, acceptance, love, need, not to mentioned he never talked about my quirk but he did for you, he clearly put more thoughts into yours I don't know wh…." She counter back not knowing how her sister could not see that she was clearly being favored and would have continued if not for their Master.

"Girls there's no Favoritism being shown just like me he will take care and love you and Megu I know how that might sound to you because of my relationship with Haruna but trust me it will be different with him there's no need to argue especially not cause of two poems that he wrote at five years old. He'll write a lot more about you Girls, so much more so please calm down and know that no favoritism is being done." He tells them firmly unable to understand why they always acted like this in everything they did.

Well, everything except him Megumi never really acted out when he showed more favorability towards Haruna, he supposes it's because he and Haruna met first and they started dating, and later he proposed to her it was only after that once she was his fiancé Haruna introduced her sister to him. He discerns that because of this Megumi just naturally thought that he would always and should treat Haruna better than her, but he always tried hard to make things equal that's why he also proposed to Megumi as well.

"Wait a minute he wrote those at age five are you sitting here telling us that this new Master we'll have is that much younger than us, how does that even work? Why does it work? What does he see in us were so much older he could choose girls around his age" this latest information was having a new effect on them know they were panicking, he sighs and pointed at Megumi who had now finished flooding the floor he motioned for her to come.

Which she did climbing the couch and stopping to join her sister by sitting on his left thigh, his left hand moved sensually over her body while his right was wrapped around Haruna, who had already taken her place on his right thigh, he had been playing with her breast just molding them like Play-Doh this had to stop, he needed to put an end to this childish argument.

There was one way to do it he was gonna have to recite two more poems, and he had to make sure that the length would be a close match, the emotions conveyed had to be about the same, the structure had to match or at least close, he sighs knowing what all this meant. A child wouldn't be able to do this, writing something while considering both of their feelings, two poems like those wouldn't come from a child.

Which means he was going to look further into Izuku's future then he'd previously done and deal with the backlash that would inevitably come, he sighs the things he did to make his women happy. He closed his eyes and concentrated and instantly flashes of images bombarded him. It was like watching a movie fast forward just to look for a specific scene.

Considering the specific of what he wanted he believed Izuku wouldn't have the maturity and understanding, nor the compassion to do it until later in his adulthood, maybe in his twenties. Which was why he believed it would take a while to fast forward through Izuku's life until he found the scene with the specific things he was looking for.

But surprisingly he didn't really have to go that far into Izuku's life to find a scene with all the requirements that he wanted, it only took him 5 minutes and he realized why once the scene began to play. Izuku stood before Megumi & Haruna who were both on their knees no clothes on except for bras and panties and stockings, God, he didn't think it possible they both look so much better then now, it would seem just like fine vintage wine Haruna & Megumi only get better with age.

Izuku didn't look like he was in his twenties yet, how? Just how had he already accomplished the specific requirements that he was looking for, he paused the scene to bring up the information and it was shocking. The green-haired boy was now eleven years old, he stood at approximately 153 CM putting him at (5'0) inches. The boy was shirtless his shoulders not yet that broad, but the signs were there, he would turn into a fine specimen of a man once he fully hit his peak, but for now he was just a really good-looking captivating boy whose ethereal beauty that would turn heads wherever he goes.

With his slender yet athletic build, standing tall he was definitely too tall for someone his age, and yet Izuku effortlessly embodies the epitome of what teenage girls would call a good-looking captivating boy, one word beautiful which he didn't like. His expressive and captivating emerald-green eyes hold an earnestness that draws people in and reflects his kind-hearted nature. eyes shimmer with mystery and depth, drawing people like moths to a flame.

Izuku's vibrant green hair adds a unique touch to his overall appearance, making him easily recognizable in a crowd. Its slightly messy style adds an approachable and relatable charm to his persona, enhancing his down-to-earth nature. His facial features possess a delicate harmony—chiseled cheekbones, a slender nose, and plush, rosy lips that exude both a gentle serenity and quiet determination Izuku's naturally arched eyebrows add an air of sophistication to his overall charismatic aura, perfectly framing his captivating eyes.

He viewed the paused screen and determined that he would need to go look further, while this Izuku might have already accomplished what he wanted, he ultimately believed there's no way someone so young could fully express the emotions he wanted conveyed. So, he let the scene play ready to once faster forward Izuku's life, but he lost concentration once the shirtless boy began talking by addressing someone who's not in the room with him.

"It would seem that we have an uninvited guest joining us" Izuku said his head turned to the side, but his eyes were clearly looking towards him, Izuku's voice while commanding was warm, alluring, trusting. But surely, he wasn't referring to him, it wasn't possible he was just viewing the future with his quirk he wasn't physically there with the boy.

"Impossible I have erased that word from my mind, now who are you?" Izuku responded back along with a question, confusing him more considering he hadn't even talked yet, so what Izuku was a mind reader.

Well if that was true he didn't need to talk out loud like a crazy person, *my names Mai Fukumoto, it's nice meeting you Izuku* He thought still keeping attention on the boy who now looked to be deep in thought, like he was figuring out who the name belongs to then the boys eyes changed in recognition like he figured out who he was, the boys eyes shifted from the two women in the room then back to him.

"Wow you're Dan's and Sera's father! Wait that means you're also Megumi and Haruna's husband, yeah, it's nice to meet you as well but you're dead" the two women in the room looked at each other and shrugged then looked back to Izuku questioningly not knowing why he just mentioned their late husband.

Izuku turned his back to the people in the room with him to give Mai his full attention his green eyes slowly Illuminated but second later it took on a full-on glow. Then it happened, he didn't know why. Or how? But he and Izuku became connected, they were of one mind and heart, there was no more need for words between them, everything was clear.

Izuku now understanding what was going on? And why it was even happening couldn't help being happy, it seems that just like him Mai would do anything for the women in his life *I understand Mai if you want to make them happy then I fully agree leave it to me*

Izuku brought his right hand up and snapped his fingers and instantly Mai felt different it wasn't just feeling his vision was doubled, he no longer saw Izuku's life like a movie he was now in it as Izuku seeing from his perspective. It's not like he was in control he was just alone for the ride, a spectator and oddly enough he was a spectator in his own body as well, Izuku had somehow taken control.

Izuku turned around giving Haruna and Megumi his full attention, giving Mai a better look at both women they both looked even more beautiful and sexy, he didn't know how it was possible but here they were. Izuku stood in front of them, raised both hands, the tips of his index and middle finger were then engulfed in an emerald-green aura almost like a flame.

Mai's body had copied all of Izuku's movements. His hand was lifted, and the same fingers were also engulfed with the green flame aura simultaneously all four hands moved closer towards the four faces. Finally, the tip of each finger was placed onto each women's forehead, they expected it to burn but no au contraire it felt good all four of them froze at the heat that began taking over.

"Link now!" Both male exclaimed but the only voice that came through was Izuku's it was his voice that came from Mai's lips, it surprised the Haruna and Megumi seated on Mai's thighs. But they didn't have time to question it, something was going on they were going through a metamorphosis new feeling, sight became clearer and focused but yet doubled they could see their Master/Husband but also someone new. Even though it was their first time seeing this boy yet instantly they knew, they knew he was no boy no was he truly a stranger, they belonged to him he was their perfectly sculpted chiseled green haired God and they were his angels his words were/are/is law.

Their hearing also got sharper, hypersensitive, the world outside was shut off, the only sounds that mattered were his, the rhythm of his heartbeat, the sharp intake of his breath, the steady sound of his pulse. "Link established one hundred percent completed" both males said removing their fingers from the forehead of the four women, they were now linked to they're past and future selves.

Megumi and Haruna turned their heads to look at each other and it was strange seeing two different versions of the same person, especially Megumi who now had gone through some physical changes. All four felt fingers on their chin turning bringing them to face forward at their respective Master.

"I know you four already know this but still let's do it properly for the past You's, I'm Izuku and the reason for my presence is that, Mai has made it known to me that you both question my love for you, I'm here to clear all doubts" upon hearing his words both Megumi's and Haruna's head turn looking at their sister, each had a judgmental stare almost like they were mad, what did he mean doubts an angel doesn't doubt her God that is blaspheme and it was not allowed, how could they ooh no no no this would not stand.

But all tension faded when Izuku's body kissed Haruna, and Mai's kissed Megumi. He did this for efficiency since each was linked to their counterpart. All four women mewl, moan at the sweet tender loving kiss, it brought about a hunger and thirst that felt unquenchable, but they knew those feelings false for his saliva did that and more. The Megumi/Haruna of the past was wondering how Mai's saliva could be this different and familiar, it was sweet how it had never tasted this way and at the same time those thoughts were rebuked for they knew their Master always tasted sweet that was just part of God's aspect you tasted what you wanted he was a pleasure to all the senses.

He separated his lips from them making them feel a sense of loss and longing, but it was quickly being chased by the sensation of his hands caressing their cheeks. He was just so perfect everything about him made it clear he was no simple boy, but a God who had descended to give these mere mortals the privilege of worshipping and love him.

"Haruna/Megumi don't be angry at your past selves I understand her apprehensiveness they hadn't met me yet, so of course they were unsure about me, but I know I've put those fears to rest my light you now know that you belong to me that my love for you rings true oh my light you were promised a poem" they said simultaneously each giving their attention to a different woman but ultimately conveying their feelings to all four or both since it was just different counterparts Izuku and Mai spoke each saying a different poem for its respective woman.

Izuku to Haruna

(I LOVE MY LIGHT)

"In the depths of darkness, where shadows reside,

A flicker of radiance, my heart can't hide.

A love that burns brighter than the brightest star,

Illuminating my path, no matter how far.

Oh, light, your essence awakens my soul,

Like a symphony of colors that make me whole.

With your gentle touch, you chase away my fears,

Dispelling the doubts that haunt my waking years.

In your embrace, I find solace and peace,

Guiding me through turmoil, granting sweet release.

your tender glow soothes my troubled mind,

And in your presence, all worries are left behind.

With each dawn, you paint the sky with grace,

A canvas of hope that love can embrace.

You dance through the leaves, on a warm summer breeze,

Whispering secrets of eternal affinities.

In the moonlit night, you shimmer and gleam,

Casting a spell, as in a beautiful dream.

You illuminate paths where we can intertwine,

Creating a love that forever shall shine.

Oh, light, you are the beacon of my heart,

Binding us together, never to part.

With your gentle radiance, love's flame ignites,

Guiding us on a journey, where passion alights.

So let us bask in your celestial glow,

In love's luminosity, may we eternally grow.

For in your brilliance, our love will endure,

A beacon of hope, forever pure."

"Megumi/Haruna don't be angry at your past selves I understand her apprehensiveness they hadn't met me yet, so of course they were unsure about me, but I know I've put those fears to rest my darkness you now know that you belong to me that my love, that even a fallen angel such as you will ultimately always belong to her God, I'm sure you know now that my feelings for you rings true, oh my darkness you were promised a poem." They said simultaneously each giving their attention to a different woman but ultimately conveying their feelings to all four or both since it was just different counterparts. Izuku and Mai spoke each saying a different poem for its respective woman.

MAI TO MEGUMI

I LOVE MY DARKNESS

"In the deepest night, where shadows dance,

Love blooms amidst the darkness' expanse.

For in the ebony veil, an eternal embrace,

I find solace and beauty in your grace.

In the absence of light, passion ignites,

Like stars that shimmer in celestial heights.

Your presence, a guiding moonlit delight,

Bathing my existence in pure, tender light.

You are the twilight upon my weary soul,

Melancholy whispers that make me whole.

For it is in the depth of night's embrace,

That I feel your love, a comforting trace.

In your ebony eyes, secrets unfold,

A labyrinth of mysteries, yet to be told.

In the darkness, we uncover our deepest fears,

Love blossoms, conquering our doubts and tears.

Oh, how your touch sparks a burning desire,

Amidst the darkness, our spirits conspire.

Together we waltz in the night's gentle sway,

Lost in love's labyrinth, forever we stray.

You are the moon that guides me through,

A beacon of love, when skies turn blue.

In the darkest hour, you light my way,

Leading me to love's eternal ballet.

So, let us celebrate the darkness profound,

For within its cloak, our love is found.

In the shadows, our hearts forever entwined,

A symphony of love, in darkness enshrined."

There it was again he was shattering the bar not like that mattered he was and will be their last, how could anyone else ever compete or replace him but truly he always did more than he should. All four women were now tearing up, the Haruna's & Megumi's be it past or future they paid close attention to the muscled body that could be draped over their own: Izuku/Mai. The men were insatiable.

Nothing could've prepared them for the sheer devotion of their lover. His raw power surged through their own body, igniting depths that they never knew existed. His essence enveloped them, melding with their core and rooting himself into their souls… they felt so much energy pulsing through their body, even as they sat/knelt on top of/before his perfect frame. They caressed his beautiful, soft hair as he stood/sat there soundly

They turned their attention to their God once again. they ran their fingers across his cheek, marveling at the contrast of their skin tones. He was perfection, in their eyes. For twenty years/seven year, they had learned this man, listened to his every word… Every frustration, every conveyance of joy, every bit of knowledge, almost every single detail about him, they knew.

They lusted after his roguishly strong jawline/adorable face, expansive mind, and gorgeous body. There were nights when their body yearned for him, as if they had experienced his expert touch/which they had, even though he'd hardly gone further than a friendly touch/untrue our God has more than touch us. There were mornings when they'd wake up, their core drenched with need and vivid dream images of him dominating their very willing body.

There were days when just being near him pushed their body nearly over the edge… they would feel guilty, chastising themselves for even thinking about corrupting their sweet God. In their eyes, he deserved a woman who was pure and gentle. With their lifestyle, they were far from either of those qualities.

The four women had been tearing up since he had cited the poems, he wiped their cheeks with his thumb and back knuckles, it was time for him to break his link with Mai to give him back full control of his body. But the links between the sisters and their future selves that would stay until midnight tonight, it would be his gift to Mai.

"I've accomplished what Mai wanted it is now time for me to sever my link with him and give him back full control, with that being said I hope I've left no doubt that in my heart you both are irreplaceable, there's no need for petty rivalry I love you both equally" he snapped his fingers once more and immediately a green aura envelope both man then as fast as it came it fizzled out of existence and just like that the connection was broken.

Mai found himself back in control sight no longer doubled he stared at his two girls/pets/toys they were a lot of things for him, Megumi was his toilet sometimes but that was a topic for another time. Before Izuku left he said he would leave him a present and that this was about to be his best night ever. What did he mean by that?

"You see I told you both that he was great, loving him is inevitable he makes it impossible not to. It shames me to admit it, but he treats you both better than I do, so yes, you've got nothing to worry about, just make sure he understands his place is above the both of you, his happiness and pleasure are your duties" he said than captured Megumi's lips in a moist heated kiss.

He broke the kiss abruptly that had felt strange his eyes narrowed, he moved this time kissing Haruna strange it felt like he was making out with two women at once, he could feel two tongues, he realized what this was the girls were still linked to their future selves, was this the gift Izuku had left him... if so, he would enjoy this he couldn't wait to know what it felt like to get a blowjob from one mouth that felt like two, or a pussy that felt like two, he smiles thanking Izuku for this wonderful gift he was about to have a hell of a good time. *

END OF FLASHBACK

I shake myself bringing my wondering mind to present matters that night had really bean a magical one everything was heightened we felt things doubly so, my sister and me we brought him pleasure unlike anything we had done before, we had made him so happy we truly felt accomplished. I brought my attention back to my sister while I turned on the TV with the remote, I had just picked from the nightstand.

"Yeah, an older couple were just browsing, and he suddenly looked at that big shipment of diamond necklace and decided to buy it for his wife. It's their wedding anniversary in a couple of days, and of course, the earrings had to complete the set. Obviously, his wife would just get first pick from the shipments So, yeah, it was a good contract sale for me. And I didn't have to work too hard for it."

"Why so glum then?"

"Don't know, I'm just a bit low at the moment."

Megumi waited for a moment before she replied. "This is about our Master's, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"Thinking about our husband? Missing Izuku?"

I nodded my head, suddenly unable to speak, tears filling my eyes.

Megumi's soft hand took hold of mine and held it gently, fingers softly caressing with a tenderness that I hadn't expected.

"Feeling lonely?"

"Yeah, and horny if I'm honest, I want to have Izuku inside me but he's so in control."

Megumi's hand continued to hold mine as her thumb stroked it gently.

"You don't need to be lonely, or horny. There are ways to look after that even for a little."

I looked at her, not sure I was interpreting her words correctly, I'm sure that I was it's just that since we've met Izuku satisfying each other doesn't last for long it was fleeting.

"Do you mean what I think you mean?" I asked incredulously. A soft sweet smile confirmed my suspicions, and the pursing of full ruby red lips and a pink tongue moving from side to side, licking them suggestively.

Lying next to her I could smell her sweet scent. I tried hard not to pay attention to it, focusing on the TV. Her smell kept tempting me to kiss her, but I knew I shouldn't. Her leg slowly rubbed against mine. Was she doing this on purpose? She reached back and grabbed my hand reaching it to the front of her locking her fingers with mine.

I kept inhaling her beautiful scent, making me fall in love with her more and more. The tip of her fingers gently brushed against the back of my hand. I brought my face closer to her neck, smelling it more obvious this time. I couldn't tell for sure, but it sounded as if she let out a soft moan.

She grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, throwing the remote on the floor. She turned towards me, staring at me in the dark. She moved closer, gently kissing me. I kissed her back, rubbing through her hair. She ran her fingers up and down to my side. I kissed her harder, wanting to do more. She forced herself on top of me, kissing me harder and more frantically.

I tried to keep up, but I could tell she was already taking control. She slides her hand up my shirt, gripping my breasts. I moaned out really loud, trying to calm down. Her kisses grew harder as did her grip on my tits. She starts massaging them, switching between pinching and massaging, pinching and massaging. My moans grew louder as I grew wetter. She slowly moved her way to my neck, sucking, kissing, and licking on it.

"Oh, you're making me so wet baby," I moaned in her ear. She stopped and looked at me. She ordered me not to speak unless spoken to. She grabbed my arms, pinning them down, holding my wrists tight. I looked at her shocked.

"I'm sorry," I gasped and moaned at the same time. She let my arm go slapping me playfully yet with some authority. "What did I say," she says biting my neck. I moan out my apology once again. She glared at me.

"You don't hear well, do you?" she says slapping me again. I moaned out. She smiles and goes back to sucking harder on my neck. I continued moaning out, I could tell I was very wet right now. She forcefully ripped my shirt off of me. I moaned out in excitement. She moved down forcefully sucking on my breasts, biting them, not too hard but hard enough for me to feel extreme pleasure. I continue moaning trying not to tell her that if she kept going id cum before it was time to. She kept going, her bites grew harder. I couldn't hold back anymore. I moan out n speak:

"Oh, baby I'm gonna cum before its time." She stopped and stared at me. She dug her nails into my arm. I moaned out.

"You're gonna cum when I tell you too," she said speaking forcefully. I bit my lip; I knew I couldn't do that, but I didn't have a choice. She slowly started sliding my panties down. I started helping her. She slaps my hand hard. I quickly moved my hand. She takes my panties all the way off. My breathing grows quicker. I wait for her to shove her fingers deep in me. She doesn't, she just looks at me. She puts on a sinister smile.

"You want it don't you?" she speaks. I don't say anything, I just moan a little. She slaps me. "I'm speaking to you!"

"Yes, I want it," I say moaning loudly.

"How bad do you want it?" she says teasing my clit, slowly rubbing her finger up and down it. I keep moaning. "HOW BAD DO YOU WANT IT?!" she yells.

"Oh, I want it so bad," I continue moaning. She shoved her two fingers at me. I groaned and moaned, circling my hips. She started pumping her two fingers at me. My back arched, my moans grew louder, and I whimpered begging her to continue.

"You like that don't you," she moaned out. I nodded in response and continued moaning. I could tell I was about to cum. She kept on going taking her fingers out and rubbing my clit now. I screamed and moaned. She moved faster and a little harder.

"Oh, shit I'm gonna cum, I can't hold it anymore!" I say rotating my hips.

"Don't you dare," she moans. She kissed me hard and kept going. I moaned loudly in between kisses. I tried to hold back as much as I could, but I couldn't anymore, I came hard jerking my body a little as I did. She took her fingers out and slowly stuck them in her mouth. She sucked her finger and then licked her lips slowly.

"I told you not to do that," she said grabbing my arm. I whimpered out "I'm sorry I couldn't hold back." She chuckled.

"That's not how I work," she speaks "now you're going to have to pay for that." She slides her panties down and gets over me. I inhale the sweet scent of her pussy. I slide my finger in and out her hole, collecting her juices. She lets out a sweet moan. I suck my finger.

"You know what to do," she says seductively. I shove my tongue deep in her. I hear her moans grow loud. I slowly start sucking on her clit. She moaned loud and long. I kept going sucking and licking all over her clit. She tasted so sweet and amazing. It made me so wet again. I moaned in between licks. She flipped herself around and bent down licking me hard and fast.

I moaned really loud trying to finish what I started. I kept sucking and eating her out the best I could. She sucked on my clit really hard making my moans grow out of control. She moved her tongue in ways I never imagined. I tried not to get distracted, so I kept sucking and licking. I both moaned at the same time, letting each other know we were doing a great job.

She moaned loudly, coming all in my mouth. The taste of her cum made me cum hard. I screeched as I came for the second time. She licked me clean, flopping down on the bed. I breathed heavy not knowing how much more I could take.

She reached and opened the table drawer, pulling out our favorite blue friend. She slowly strapped it on and adjusted it so that it was perfect. She gets over me licking her lips pretty much asking me if I'm ready. I quietly moan. She slowly puts the tip inside me. I moan out loud. She keeps inching in, till finally she's all the way in.

I moan out loud and breathe heavily. She slowly started thrusting. I moaned and groaned. Her thrusts grew harder and faster and deeper. I moaned loud and dramatic. She slowly started moaning long and strong moans. I slipped into this blissful daze. She continued moving faster and moaning louder. I groaned out in a little pain. She slapped me and kept thrusting hard and fast.

I couldn't take it anymore, but she wasn't having that, so she kept on going. I begged her to slow down, but she told me to stop speaking unless it was moans coming out of my mouth. She stops and lies on her back. I look over at her.

"Ride me," she spoke with strength. I whimpered and got on top of her shoving it deep inside me. I both moaned at the same time. I slowly started to ride her moving up and down. She grabbed my breasts and massaged them moaning loudly. I moan in response to every move she and I both made. I started moving in circles, bouncing up and down on this magnificent toy. Her moans came out sexy and sweet.

For some reason her moans switched from that of a person in charge to an innocent girl being touched for the first time. It made me go insane. She sat up and sucked on my breasts. I moaned loudly while still riding her nice and fast. She moaned and came really hard. I held back for a minute or so, and then it became harder than I had the previous times.

I slid her out of me falling back on the bed, curling up. She lies back, curling up next to me, holding me. I remembered why I lust for her so much. She's the best lover. She kissed me gently and whispered in my ear:

"je t'aimerai pour toujours ma douce soeur, (I'll love you forever my sweet sister.)"

She rolled onto her back, and I quickly snuggled up with her. She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and hugged me to her.

"You little cuddle-slut," she said, using what was rapidly becoming a term of affection between us. "You know we can't stay in bed all day, right?"

"Why not? It's the weekend."

"Yes, but your career women wo has a company to run, and also you're learning to be responsible, remember?"

She started to pry herself free and sit up, and I had to cuddle her more urgently to keep her from getting away.

"Five more minutes. I can still be responsible if we take five minutes."

"Alright, five minutes. But I can see the alarm clock from here, and I'm timing you."

Despite her attempted strictness, I was pretty sure we lay there for longer than she said. She could pretend all she wanted, but I knew she liked it when I insisted on snuggling. She had too much of a soft spot for me for her own good. Always had. Of course, it went the other way too. I wouldn't have been where we were if it hadn't, we stayed that way until the alarm started ringing throughout the room signaling it was time to start the day.

*MIDORIYA HOUSEHOLD*

Izuku First-Person POV

I drifted in and out of that hallucinogenic plane between wakefulness and sleep. Cocooned in the warmth of soft, cotton blankets, I sensed a body spooning next to me, ample breasts pressing against my back I shifted, turning to face the woman, and I could see her nakedness. She moved closer, offering her swollen breast, with its red, pointed tip, for me to sample.

"Here, my love," she whispered. "Take it."

Without hesitation, I drew as much of her flesh into my wet, warm mouth as I could. Her turgid nipple rubbed against my tongue and the roof of my mouth as I sucked on it powerfully, causing the first trickle of milk to come.

A gentle sigh of approval sounded in my ears. Her hand rested on the top of my head, with its delicate fingers gently rubbing against my scalp, running through my dark, green hair, pressing my face more firmly against the fleshy object of my attention.

"That's it, baby," she purred. "Suck out the milk. Take all of it."

For an eternity, I suckled her beautiful breast, inhaling the scent of her body, not ceasing until the flow of milk ebbed to a trickle. Still, I continued until she shifted, removing the breast from my mouth.

"Now the other one," she instructed, offering another flushed, glossy areola with its thick nipple at the ready.

Lost in pleasure and contentment, I drew on the fresh, stiff nipple with a vigor surpassing that of any newborn. As my body stretched out across the bed, I grasped her shoulders, positioning my naked body against hers. The scent of jasmine, blended with the natural, sweet musk of a woman's body, filled my nostrils, intoxicating me.

"Such a good boy." Her hands clasped around my back.

In one motion, my body rolled on top of hers which had gone back to her previous slim version, she told me the change happened the moment I left the house, it was strange I had to figure this quirk out. As I continued suckling her generous breast, my body came to rest between a pair of full, silky thighs. Supported by her lovely body, our hips rested against each other firmly. I noticed my shrunken cock had transformed into a full, throbbing erection - or at least that's what it felt like to me - pushing into the crack between her thighs, nestling in a forest of thick, green fur.

Through all of the sensations trickling into my brain, I felt a distinct wetness forming against the swollen, sensitive head of my cock. Somehow, I knew it was a chemically natural invitation into her body. In spite of my youthful ignorance, I began to press my hips against her thighs more firmly, my cock becoming more engulfed in her silky bush. A gasp escaped from her lips, then a soft murmur.

"Let me show you, darling," she cooed. Her hands clasped around my hips, gently lifting my body up and forward against her. Immediately, my cock slid deeply into her snug wetness.

"Ahn," my mouth quavered, releasing her well-suckled breast. A trickle of milk escaped. I couldn't believe how good she felt! Immediately, instinctively, my hips began to undulate against hers. I had to thrust against her, to piston my hard cock into her body. A low grunt came from her open mouth.

"Oh, yes, baby, that's it," she panted. "YESSS!"

Her voice trailed off as she pushed her lovely ass up to meet my increasingly urgent thrusts. I couldn't believe my incredible luck. A full-grown woman had come to my bed and was now allowing me inside her body. I knew very little about what I was doing, only that it felt incredibly good.

My face pressed into the smoothness between her breasts as I wrapped my arms around her full, soft body. Soon, I acquired a comfortable rhythm. My entire scrotum became slick with her wetness, aching with pressure as my balls gently slapped against her ass. My beautiful lover softly spoke.

"Baby," she started, lifting her breast slightly, "could you suck me some more?" She gently brushed my hair with the other hand. I eagerly obeyed, raising my head to take her stiff nipple in my hungry mouth. A long, heavy sigh escaped her lips.

Soon, I noticed an increasingly urgent sensation in my loins, as if the pleasure in my cock were increasing and becoming more focused in the shaft. Her body also began moving more, undulating against mine with a steadily increasing rhythm. Her breaths turned into sharp pants.

Suddenly, the pleasurable sensation became almost unbearable, as if I were about to pee, but I couldn't stop. I couldn't let this incredibly mind-blowing experience slip away. Wildly pounding against her yielding body, I had to have more. I lifted my head from her breast and looked at her face. As the fog drew back, I gasped, recognizing this beautiful, lusty woman for the first time. As our eyes locked, I screamed out.

"Mama!"

A spasm gripped my loins, milking them of whatever substance they contained. My body jumped, as if administering a shock. Throwing my head back, I clenched my teeth and growled, jerking spasmodically from pleasure beyond my youthful comprehension. Watching her son orgasming against her body, my mother cooed her approval.

"Yes, my love," she whispered repeatedly, "Come for Mama. Come for Mama like a good boy."

Gasping and whimpering, I bucked against my mother, riding the crest of the orgasm down, but it wasn't over yet. Just as the first wave passed, another wave of pleasure surged and crashed through my loins. I felt as if an invisible foot were firmly pressing down on the small of my back, forcing my body against my mother's. I had lost control of my hips as they acted on their own, violently slamming into her. Mouth agape and grunting loudly, I drained myself into my mother's hungry, gripping pussy.

As my cock writhed in the stew of come and juices we created, my mother continued undulating. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust from underneath and her panting turned into low grunts.

"Oh, oh, yes, sweetheart," she moaned, her voice quivering. "My baby's going to make me come, too. That's it, baby, keep fucking Mama. Make me come, too, sweetheart, make me..."

She never finished her sentence. Suddenly, she jumped, as if someone had jabbed her, powerfully thrusting her hips against mine.

"Oh, yes, oh, yess," she hissed, hugging me tightly, almost squeezing the breath out of my naked, young body. Baring her clenched, white teeth like an animal, she let out a deep growl.

"Aaaaghhh," she began shuddering, bucking and writhing underneath me, never letting loose her tight grip around my waist. I held on, closing my eyes, savoring the sensation of my mother's pussy gripping and releasing my cock, milking it, sending more pleasure through my body and re-stoking the fire.

The sound of grunting animals filled the room. The smell of fresh sex drifted into the air as sweat formed on our glistening bodies.

In spite of my massive expenditure, again, my hips started to undulate against hers. My reddened cock regained strength and sought the inviting, wet darkness of its new favorite place. My mother had barely finished stamping out her orgasm when she became aware of her horny, young son's need for more.

Relaxed and drowsy from coming, my mother gazed down at my undulating body, and rested her hands on my back. Drawing her knees up slightly, she spread her thighs further apart. She cooed soft words in my ear.

"Oohhh, does my baby need some more?"

Resting my head on her full, heavy breasts, I panted affirmatively.

"Well, maybe I can come again, too," she sighed.

Time blurred as I was pleased pistoning between my mother's legs. From the noises she was making, I could tell she was also enjoying this slow, steady fucking her son was providing.

Again, I began to feel the presence of an approaching orgasm. My body kept moving, although a bit more quickly. Mama sensed this change in movement and instinctively knew what was happening. Not wanting to be left out on her son's new orgasm, she pleaded for assistance.

"I want us to come together, baby," she pleaded. "Please suck my tits some more."

Lifting my head, I turned it to touch my lips against her hard, thick nipple. Mama's sighs turned to moans as, once again, I began suckling her breast. Immediately, her body began moving differently, her hands again holding me against her.

The wave began to build. I suckled greedily on my mother's breast as our bodies collided more and more violently. Soon, I realized that I was throwing my entire weight against my mother and, although it wasn't very much, my mother gasped and moaned encouragement.

"Oh, yes, baby, get off...get off inside me."

I had started to come and didn't immediately realize it. This time, I was too busy concentrating on my mother's body, fucking her to orgasm, to concentrate on my own.

Mother jerked suddenly, then stretched her arms back across the bed. With her mouth open and her eyes closed, she let loose a soft, steady wail of a woman gliding over the crest of a mellow, satisfying orgasm.

"Oh, Mama...Mah...Mah." I finished coming and slowed my rhythm, depositing the last of my semen deep into her womb, "Oh, yes...mmmmm." I rubbed my face across her wet torso, tasting her salty, sweaty flesh. My head throbbed as my exhausted, young body collapsed on top of her.

All I desired was rest. Mother's firm, loving hands held my spent body snugly against her. Our bodies, soaked with sweat, melded into one.

Slipping unconscious for a time, I awoke with my mother's acrid sweat still tingling on my lips. Turning my eyes upward, I met mother's sleepy, loving gaze. The part of her body where I had slept still glistened from our perspiration.

Turning my face to her breasts, I recoated my lips with her salty sheen. I licked my lips. Mm mm. With the sweat came the taste of mother's beautiful body. My tongue slowly, gently dragged across her breasts, savoring the wonderful taste. Mother sighed, lifting one of her heavy breasts, exposing the underside of her tit.

"If you want sweat," she whispered hoarsely, "here's the perfect spot."

The crevasse under her breast glistened wetly with fresh, estrogen-laced sweat. Pressing my face underneath the wet, soft pillow of her breast, I opened my mouth and lapped thoroughly. The gentle scent of her bath soap mixed with the fresh acridness of the sweat. My mouth pushed over to her other breast, lapping up more of the fresh, sweet perspiration from my mother's body.

Mama smiled and sighed, closing her eyes, drinking in my lavish attention.

"That's it, my love," she sighed, "my good, good boy."

Pulling my face from the damp pillow, I turned my face away from the bright sunlight filtering through the window shades. The clock showed 11:30 as I heard my mother busying herself in the kitchen. Soon, the scent of fresh coffee and bacon drifted into my room.

My God, that was the deepest surrender of sleep I'd had in the past one month he had started having these vivid dreams ever-since he had stopped doing those weird sexual things, it would seem that unless he got himself some relief soon, he would forever stay in this state of hyper-arousal. I noticed how wet my sheets were and checked for cum stains. God forbid Mama discover her son's lusty fantasies. Her voice sounded from the kitchen.

"Wake up, sleepy head!" She called. "Come get some nourishment."

I dragged the tangled blankets away from my body, placing my feet on the soft, shag carpet. First breakfast then I prepared myself for my day out, it had been months since I hung out with Kacchan, so today I had plans to play with him, leaving my room I shook off my dream and answered my mother.

"Coming, Mama."

*KIDS PLAYGROUND*

He had his mom dress him and left as he walked out the door, he still wondered how his mother could go from chubby and slim. He knew his quirk was the obvious reason but how did it work, did something like that only last one day, or did it have a proximity restriction, maybe it was mental once she thought her punishment was enough, she had reverted back, so many possibilities.

Another stranger occurring was his unexpected growth spurt in the past four months, he blamed all the food that these women have been making him, first it was Dan's family then it was his mother and of course Mitsuki-Oba, stupid quirk was probably at fault soon he would need to experiment with this thing no matter how much he hated it.

Arriving at the playground his friend Kacchan who came with his friends, dang he didn't know these guys names, they weren't his friends they were Kacchan friends, and he never calls them by name just extras and he would not stoop to such level, he had been looking forward to this play day for weeks.

They were going to spend the whole day at the park, running around and playing all sorts of games. Izuku was especially excited, as he had been wanting to spend more time with his friend outside of preschool.

As soon as they arrived at the park, the kids wasted no time in running off to the playground. Bakugo immediately challenged one of the boys to a race to the top of the jungle gym, he wore gray shorts with black sandals, with a gray opened up shirt and red undershirt, Izuku and the other two boys joined in, laughing and shouting as they scrambled to climb up the structure.

After a few rounds of racing and climbing, the kids decided to switch things up and play a game of tag. Izuku was chosen to be "it" first, and he eagerly ran around trying to catch his friends. Bakugo was the fastest, darting between the trees and ducking behind bushes to avoid being tagged. One of the boys who had short spiky black hair and wore sky blue shirt and black pants with red shoes, used some type of liquid he assumed was water to create slippery paths, making it harder for Izuku to catch him.

The chubby one with a cream color cap on his hair was shaved. He wore a white shirt and black shorts with green shoes on his feet, he possessed some kind of bird transformation ability, he flies effortlessly above the ground, giggling as Izuku tried to reach him. The game of tag quickly turned into a hilarious chase as the kids used their quirks to outmaneuver each other. Making Izuku struggle due to him not having a quirk to counter them.

After a while, the kids grew tired of tag and decided to have a snack break. They sat on a picnic blanket and shared the snacks they had brought from home. Izuku's mom had packed some sandwiches, fruit, and juice boxes for them, and they eagerly dug in, chatting and laughing as they enjoyed their treats.

With their energy replenished, the kids were ready for their next adventure. They decided to explore the wooded area of the park, pretending they were on a grand quest to find hidden treasures. They took turns being the leader, or tried to but Kacchan was having none of it, as the leader he guided the group through imaginary obstacles and challenges.

As they made their way deeper into the woods, they came across a small stream and decided to have a race to see who could skip the most stones across the water. Izuku, despite being the smallest, managed to skip three stones before they sank, earning cheers and applause from the other three boys but Kacchan quickly silenced them.

As the day drew to a close, the kids headed back to the playground for one last round of games before it was time to go home. They played on the swings, took turns on the slides, and even tried to build a sandcastle in the sandbox.

The park was a bustling hub of activity, with children running around, the sound of laughter filling the air, and the joyful shouts of kids at play. Izuku and his friend Kacchan wasted no time diving into all the fun games and activities the park had to offer.

The playground was a beehive of excitement, with swings, slides, and jungle gyms just waiting to be conquered. The kids immediately set their sights on the jungle gym, racing each other to the top and sliding down the slides with glee. The joyous sound of their laughter echoed through the air as they enjoyed the simple pleasures of the playground.

After exhausting the playground's attractions, the kids decided to leave and go home, Izuku left with Kacchan since it had been a while he had last visited or seen Mitsuki-Oba, plus tonight would be one of their date nights, so they walked next destination Kacchan's house, after a 5-minute walked, they had arrived.

Tucked away on a quiet street, surrounded by a lush green lawn and a white picket fence, is a modest family home. Painted in soothing pastel shades, the house emanates warmth and comfort, inviting anyone who passes by to take a peek into its humble abode.

With its quaint exterior, the family home boasts a humble porch, adorned with a pair of worn-out chairs, where the family likes to unwind on lazy summer evenings. The front yard is embellished with colorful flowers and fragrant herbs, lovingly nurtured by the family's green thumbs... well, Mitsuki-Oba's and his thumb. The sound of cheerful chirping birds and the gentle rustling of leaves adds to the soothing ambiance of a cozy retreat.

Upon entering the home, I was greeted by a small foyer, tastefully adorned with family portraits and personal mementos that tell the story of the residents' lives. The living room, with its worn-out yet comfortable sofas, is a space where laughter is shared, and memories are made.

Kacchan and I had been best friends ever since I could remember, or at least I considered us best friend I can't speak for Kacchan he's changed since he got his quirk.

Our families had always been close, especially since my father wasn't ever around, I'm four and I can't tell you what he looks like. I don't know anything about him, but my mother always assured me that he cares for me every time he is brought up in conversations. Because I couldn't remember anything about him, I always felt uncomfortable every time he was brought up, so I chose to not bring him up as less that I could help it.

I spend as much time as possible over at Kacchan's place simply because of Mitsuki-Oba, and unlike me Kacchan's father was still in his life, Kacchan and his parents lived in a relatively modest size home, which meant they had a spare room for me to stay in Mitsuki-Oba had given me the room for when I slept over.

While Kacchan and I were very good friends, our mothers were like sister's. They were always overly friendly towards each other, but I could tell that my mother resented how much time I spent over at Kacchan's, she had made it known that she felt that Mitsuki-Oba was taking me from her, she had been a lot more jealous as of recently.

I sat in Kacchan's room, as I did in most days when I visited, I peeked out the window and saw yet another beautiful woman to be a part of my life. Wearing a really tight-fitting light blue skirt, it was on the shorter side ending just below her ass, she had on a white tank top with a flowery collar and a yellow open blouse.

She's a woman of average height, standing at around 5'6" (167 cm). possessing a strong and athletic physique, reflective of her quirk, which enhances her physical capabilities. Mitsuki-Oba had a sharply defined face with narrow, intense brown eyes that often appeared fierce and determined. She has short, spiky blonde hair that reaches just above her shoulders, adding to her energetic and rebellious appearance.

I stare at her through the window ash blonde hair cascaded down, framing her sharp jawline. Her skin was smooth and flawless due to her glycerin quirk, her protruding cheekbones and soft, pink lips removed any doubt over her beauty. Even though she was still a woman in her prime given that she was only twenty-eight years old, and until recently I had always treated her like family, but now I would like to go after her, do to her what I did to the Fukumoto Females.

There was only one problem, and it definitely wasn't the cleavage that stuck out of her tank top, it was the fact that she was Kacchan's mother, Mitsuki-Oba could I do to her what I did to Dan's Mothers, very soon that thought wouldn't matter it's been months since I've felt the touch of a woman and my control weakens.

I had never thought of her in any way but as a second mother before. She had always looked after me, made sure I was fed, and had comforted me back whenever I would come over and cry over something Kacchan had done. Three months after the manifestation of my quirk I accidentally saw her in the bathroom.

I was on my way to have a shower but I was distracted by thoughts of Heroes and my as-of-that- time still missing quirk and what I was going to do in the future considering it didn't seem like my mother was going to support me in going to the profession I was interested in, and I spent those days wallowing. I was thinking of back up professions that I could fall back on, forget me losing my dream because I didn't have a quirk, I had no talents I'm a Deku a complete loser. Those thoughts were taking up my every thought and I walked into the bathroom without thinking, not having heard that the shower was on. I had gone to leave but had taken a quick glance at the shower before I was stopped in my tracks.

It was the first time that I had noticed how sexy Mitsuki-Oba was. I had felt my dick start to stiffen in my trousers as I looked at her voluptuous body, water and soap sliding down as she rinsed herself. My eyes followed her hands down as she massaged the soap into her skin, pressing her tits up towards her face and letting them drop back down, jiggling and bouncing up and down once they fell to their normal height.

I tried to stay in longer so that I could see her wash other body parts but she had already finished rinsing herself off and was about to turn the shower off so I hurried out, making sure that she wouldn't hear or see me. I never would have considered staying and watching if I had walked in on her in the past before my quirk, but something about that scene was different. It was like I had finally been given a glimpse of her as a woman and it was all I could think about.

As soon as I went back to my room, my heart beating out of my chest, I launched myself into my bed, yanking my trousers off and closing my eyes. I hadn't needed any extra stimulation that day and even now I just had to imagine the scene that I had witnessed, and it was enough for me to cum, stupid quirk turning me into a deviant.

"Deku, foods ready, are you coming nerd," I heard Kacchan call from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'll be down in a second!" I yelled back, sighing as I took one last look down at Mitsuki-Oba, my mind telling me to go down there and do what I want with her.

I got up, pushing my erection up and into the waistband of my shorts before rushing off down the stairs and entering the kitchen. I sat down at the table next to Kacchan and opposite Mitsuki-Oba.

I was extremely hungry and also wanted to distract myself from the reemerging stiffness in my shorts every time I glanced at Mitsuki-Oba. One of those times I glanced at her and found her already looking back at me.

The innocent and warm smile that grew onto her face distracted me enough to where I dropped my fork underneath the table without even realizing it.

"Oh, sorry!" I exclaimed, hastily pushing my chair out and going under the table. I looked around, seeing that it had dropped almost to the other side of the table and went to pick it up.

"Don't worry about its Izuki-Kun," I heard Mitsuki-Oba's voice drifting in from above she was the only one to call me that way. "And I could have picked it up because you're going to need a new one anyway."

"Don't worry about it Mitsuki-Oba," I said, taking a glance up to where I knew she was sitting and stopping in my tracks.

I had known that she was wearing a skirt, I wasn't blind, but what I hadn't expected at all was that her legs would be slightly spread so that I could see her panties. They were only plain white ones, but something about that made them even more attractive.

"I know how much of a baby you Deku are, have fun hanging out with the old lady" he said although I didn't care I liked spending time with Mitsuki-Oba, she was always so nice and warm, Kacchan had already moved in a hurry to leave our presence.

"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked, as within the last few times I visited this had become sort of a routine, date night.

"You pick the movie, I'll just go and get changed into something more comfortable," Mitsuki-Oba said, standing up and looking at the plates on the table.

"Don't worry about it," I said, already picking up the plates and taking them towards the sink. "I'll take care of everything, just change and then come down."

There was a pause where I expected to hear a reply in answer, or her footsteps going up the stairs before I heard a soft 'thank you' just before she rushed off up the stairs at a pace I'd never seen from her before.

I shook it off and finished washing up the dishes, and by that, I mean it's in a dishwasher then got a blanket, put some popcorn in the microwave and sat down, waiting for her to come back down. This time I get together with her is precious because I know that she will never want to get together with me.

Not only because of my age, but also because I am her son's best friend, and like a son to her. There was no way that she would like me as anything more than a second son, but it didn't mean that I couldn't try and change that relationship slowly, even though I knew the reason why I was acting this way I didn't seem to care, yet more sign that I was losing control.

I heard her coming down the stairs and turned to look, seeing her long legs coming into view, unobscured as her shorts rode high. Her ass was almost visible, and I felt the blood start to flow in my nether region, but it was nothing compared to the white tank top she was wearing. It was a bit small, meaning it rode up and showed a little bit of her stomach and she also wasn't wearing a bra, which was clearly evident by the twin peaks poking through the material. I had a thought, glancing down at her shorts and wondering whether she was wearing anything beneath that, or had gone full commando.

When I looked back up, she was focused on the screen which was on the intro screen before I had pressed play.

"Scream? What movie is that?" she asked, furrowing her brow.

"It's not a superhero movie so, I think that you might like it," I replied these dates were supposed to be about her and not me.

I had experimented with different movies and tried to see which one had got the best reaction from her and what I had learned was that it was either romance movies or scary movies.

Romance movies were more on the emotional side as she became more sentimental and more sensitive which is I would use that opportunity to cuddle up with her, but with horror movies, it was a bit more physical.

Jumping onto me, clutching onto my arm, pressing her tits against me – which is something that I was really looking forward to with the type of shirt that she was wearing – and she had also jumped directly into my lap one of two times, not moving until the film was over.

Those times required an astounding amount of willpower to stop me from getting a boner, and I had to think of absolutely horrible things and wasn't really able to enjoy the experience. It was still worth it though.

"Okay, if you're sure…" she said skeptically, sitting down on the couch next to me and plopping something – wine – that was in her hand down on the table in front of us. "I brought two glasses as well. Do you want some?"

"Huh hmmm Fuck it yes," I replied still unsure if I should do this, and hoping she would mirror me as I didn't want her getting too drunk and becoming unable to react to the film anymore. If she passed out, then all the fun would be gone.

"Are you ready?" I asked

"Of course!" she exclaimed

As I had expected, everything went how I envisioned it would. She jumped around and then flailed her limbs as she grabbed onto me multiple times throughout the movie. How could such a strong-willed woman react this way, was this my quirk again.

"You didn't tell me that it was this scary!" she said, screaming as another jump scare occurred.

I hadn't considered scary movies as something that I could use to get closer to her at first, but after the first one played and I was able to see how much she reacted, even to things that weren't meant to be scary, I couldn't help myself and eventually started looking for horror movies with a lot of jump-scares and tension in between so that we would have the most amount of contact.

She would also bring wine, as she did today, and starting drinking would make her more carefree and remove a lot of her inhibitions. It wasn't to the point where I could capitalize on it, and move our relationship in a more romantic direction, but it did mean that she sometimes had wardrobe malfunctions and didn't realize it until I had already been able to enjoy everything that had been on show.

At one point I went to grab a little bit more wine, just to calm the nerves, and saw that the bottle had already been drained of its contents.

I looked over at her as she clung to my arm and saw the flush cheeks and her eyes looked unfocused and hazy, as if she wasn't watching the movie anymore, and wasn't even here and instead in someplace else.

I waited for the movie to finish, noticing her movements becoming less and less as time passed until I could see her eyes closed as she had fallen asleep. Looking at the time it was almost midnight, and I knew that Kacchan was probably sleeping or doing something in his room. My body moved completely out of my control

I picked her up princess style, basking in how great it felt to have her in my arms before walking upstairs. As I got to the door outside her room, I realized just how close it was to the stairs and to Kacchan's room. he wasn't going to pay attention to the noise, and it didn't matter if Mitsuki-Oba was in her room or downstairs. The only solution I could come up with was to take her to my room. Which was the further room away, so even if Kacchan started making a lot of noise the door being closed would drown it all out.

I showed the door open with my shoulder and gently sat her down on the bed. She splayed her limbs, disrupting her tank top and giving me a perfect view of one of her tits. I felt my cock start to ache even more and knew that I was going to have to rub one out or it would be an awkward morning.

I looked back at the door, not wanting to leave this room, and decided just to get it over and done with right here and now. Fishing my engorged member from my trousers, laser-focused on her perfectly perky breast. I started pumping my fist, slowly at first trying to imagine that Mitsuki-Oba was awake and encouraging me to continue masturbating to her partially nude form.

'Give me all your hot spunk,' she'd say. 'Spray it all over me.'

The fantasies were getting out of hand, and I wasn't satisfied by just seeing one of her breasts anymore, I needed more. I walked over to her, feeling unsure of my actions the closer I got to her but once my hand grazed her soft, supple flesh I no longer had any doubts in my mind.

I tugged on her top, yanking the other strap from her shoulder and letting both tits burst free. I reach out, gliding my hands over her breast she felt close to Megumi, and I marveled at how soft it felt in my hand. I gave it a squeeze, feeling and watching my fingers fall into her soft flesh.

Still pumping my dick with my other hand, I felt the pressure building and knew that I was going to cum at any second. Panicking, I didn't know where I was going to cum, as the floor was carpet, and I wouldn't be able to get it out. Before I could even think about anything else I felt the familiar eruption as spurt after spurt of cum shot out of my dick, and to my horror, and also pleasure, it all landed on Mitsuki-Oba 's face, with some even shooting into her mouth.

I stood over there, dick not deflating as I looked at my handy work. Although I never wanted to face the consequences that doing something like this brought, in the moment I didn't regret doing what I did. Watching as the white cream that was covering her face dripped slowly into her mouth was something that I would cherish for the rest of my life and would always be one of my go-to fap material if I ever needed any.

I knew that I was going to have to get rid of everything on her face because if she woke up and saw what had happened, she'd be so angry and disappointed. I was going to remove it, but I wasn't going to get a towel or something to wipe it off. I reached my hand up towards her face, watching as it shook, before scooping up some of me cum and pushing it into her mouth. I took the next scoop, getting even more turned on as she sucked my finger in her sleep, unknowingly slurping all the cum from it. By the time I had finished, there was only one more place with a little bit of cum that I wanted to get rid of the same way; my rock-hard cock.

I climbed up onto the bed carefully, not wanting to risk her waking up if I moved her too much and positioned me cum covered tip right above her lips. I felt like I was about to pass out as the tip of my dick sat between her lips and then the most unexpected thing happened. Like she had been doing with my finger, she started sucking on the head of my cock, like she was sucking on a lollipop. I saw stars as I Instantly came, spewing so many shots down her throat that I lost count.

All I knew was the pleasure of being inside her mouth with her lips wrapped around my cock that felt hard as steel. I wanted to move and bask in the pleasure more, but I still had the common sense to not face fuck her like I wanted to, so that she didn't wake up. I felt slightly ashamed that I had cum so quickly I couldn't understand why I felt that way, the feeling was enhanced especially since she wasn't trying to get me to cum and she also hadn't used her hand or her tongue, which would no doubt increase the pleasure ten-fold.

As the jets of cum came to a stop I couldn't tear my eyes away from her throat which kept bobbing up and down as she swallowed all the cum that had just shot out of my balls. I pulled my manhood out of her mouth, seeing one last string of cum attaching us, and wiped it on her bottom lip. I watched in fascination as she sucked on her bottom lip, drawing in the last little bit of cum that I had to offer and also nearly bringing back my hard-on at how sexy her plump lips looked while doing it.

I pulled my shorts up, pulling her top up so her tits were well covered as well and moved the duvet so that she was under it. Ready to move on and crawl into the bed with her but then she grabbed my hand with a surprisingly strong grip.

Mitsuki First-Person POV

My Izuki-Kun he had always been so adorable and awkward, me and his mother had been friends since our teenage years and now we're so close that I was basically her sister and Izuki-Kun's aunt. I know that my little gremlin of a son was making life difficult for him ever since he got his quirk. I guess no one's to blame more than me, he has my personality after all.

Just like Izuki-Kun got his personality from his mother making him such a cinnamon he was always so cute and adorable, I always tell Katsumi that I don't like bullies and that he might jeopardize true friendship, just for nice words from strangers in the neighborhood that boosted his ego. And worst of all his actions might affect my relationship with Izuki-Kun or his mother.

Izuki-Kun had assured me that he could never hate Katsumi so much that he would break our relationship, nor would he do so with Katsumi either, believing that he was just going through a faze and would get past it soon.

Our relationship had always been one of familiar or motherly bond, at least it was until three months ago when he had visited, when he first walked through the door, I knew it was obvious the general air around him had changed there was this magnetic attraction. I had been the one to course my husband into dating me and now that situation was reversed.

Izuki-Kun had been giving me a treatment that I never knew I wanted nor needed, he wanted me, and I had already submitted three months ago, why wouldn't I he had been so forceful, and I liked it. He wasn't forceful physically nor; my will was broken before it reached that far.

The only issue was that I had submitted to him months ago, but he had yet to claim his prize, did he find me too old, was I that unappealing in his eyes. I had been trying hard to get him to claim me, I made sure we had date nights on each of his visits and wore the skimpiest clothes just to push him over the edge and it would seem that tonight's the night.

I should be shocked by the size I had felt, Izuki-Kun was such an alpha male, my entire awareness was seized by that incredible tasting wine he had put in my mouth, my vision focused on his eyes. The hue saturated my vision. So colorful everything else seemed drab. I managed to grab a hold very sure that I didn't want him to leave.

My entire body went rigid. A tension seized me. Half-anticipation and half-hope. Almost like when my husband had proposed to me. That same giddy fear. This was happening! My Izuki-Kun was about to make me his finally.

My hands slid down my body to the waistband of my shorts. I unsnapped them without a thought as he approached me. This fiery heat burst through my pussy as I ripped my shorts open. I'd have to cancel joining my husband tonight, he was probably asleep in our bedroom tired from his day of labor but. Fuck Masaru! I had an even hotter young stud now.

I wouldn't need Masaru again and he clearly didn't need me, also he wasn't a true man a real man would know when his wife was no longer his woman, he wouldn't have been ok with another man stepping into his territory just to steal what was his, also it was the law of the jungle and natural selection, why would I stay with my husband when someone better wanted me. I wouldn't need him not when I had my Izuki-Kun, My Master.

I wiggled out of my tight shorts, pushing them down. I wore a thong beneath. A red one that almost matched the hue of my eye when angered, I've been told. I bent over, rolling the shorts down my thighs. He stood there stunned from the initial surprise, then my Master smiled at me, playing with his fingers. He knew I was his.

I stepped out of my shorts, my heart pounding. I straightened then yanked off the tank top I wore. My ash-blonde locks framing my forehead. I sucked in deep breaths, terribly excited for this moment. I was so ready for this moment.

So ready to be his! So ready to be conquered!

He grinned when my round breasts spilled out. Full 102 CM round DD Cups I had gone a cup size since my submission, like a true alpha he found something about that didn't please him and did something about it. Whether he was doing so consciously or subconsciously didn't matter, my breasts were now big and bouncy, jiggly Supple.

"That's good," said my Izuki-Kun, his hands playing with the pointed nipples. "Real nice tits, Mitsuki-Oba."

"Thanks, Master Izuki," I groaned and hooked the waistband of my thong. I shoved it off, the cloth peeling out of my butt-crack and from my wet pussy lips.

"You have a pierced clit, Mitsuki-Oba," Master gasped in shock. "Damn!"

"Oh, that's wild, Mitsuki-Oba," my Master said, watching me step out of my thong.

"Yeah," I said, my entire body trembling. "Got it a few years ago. It makes sex so amazing, especially when a guy goes down on me. Or a girl anyone really." I raised my left leg, balancing on my right foot.

He dropped to his knees. It was like a marriage proposal, only I couldn't say no to this one. I didn't want to say no to this one. My Izuki-Kun was perfect. Why wouldn't I want to be his woman? My toes flexed; my toenails painted a vivid shade of crimson.

His fingers slid over my foot and up my calf. A tingle ran through me. A fiery rush that shot up my leg and set my pussy ablaze. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut as I savored the magical fingers sliding up my calf, to my knee, then up my thigh until…it reached its resting spot, there was a blinding glow on where his hand rested. I was his! His woman.

"Master Izuki" I breathed as I put my foot down. I opened my eyes to see him rising. He was fully dressed. That wouldn't do. He had to relax. He had to enjoy me. His newest woman. A hardness set in my features.

"Damn," he breathed again, his shirt off. I folded that and set it on the end table then moved to take off his shoes, socks, shorts and boxers. His cock popped out hard and magnificent. A proud dick that deserved the best satisfaction.

My tongue flicked over my lips, eager to do just that. To satisfy my Master. A hot shiver ran through me as I finished my quick work. Now with all his clothes off I took time to stare at that cock.

"You deserve the best, Master Izuki," I cooed. "Mmm, Master, I plan to suck your cock. Lick you. Tease you. Have you cum all over my face."

"Yes, Mitsuki-Oba," my Master growled. My large breasts swayed heavily as I moved up beside him. "Do you want me to suck your cock, Master? Do you want your Mitsuki-Oba to love your big dick?"

"Fuck, yes," growled Izuki-Kun. "Mitsuki-Oba, on your knees!"

"Yes, Master," my sister and I said at the same time.

I dropped to my knees before Master Izuki. My pussy clenched, this wild heat rushing through me. I felt so wicked as I pressed my cheek against his throbbing member ready to serve my Lord and Master.

My tongue licked at his shaft; I traveled up to him. He groaned as I licked at him, his dick twitching and throbbing against my tongue. This wild heat swept through me. I felt so good. My cunt blazed so hot, my tongues climbed higher and higher up his shaft until I brushed the tip.

The salty flavor of his precum spilled over my tongue as I licked at my dominating Master's cock. He groaned, his dick twitching as I bathed his crown. It felt so wild.

"Yes" groaned Izuki-Kun as he watched. I loved working my mouth on his hard on. This wonderful heat swept through me. My heart pounded in my chest. I feel so amazed right now. "That's it. You slut… Fuck, this is perfect."

It was perfect. All the women in Master Izuki's family had to serve him. He already had his mom; I should give him daughters. I knew they would be such independent girls. Just perfect for him. I'd have to look out for other such strong women.

I broke my kiss and licked at his cock. My tongue bathed him. It was such a wondrous thing to do. I was ready to share his precum, but for now only I was present, gathering up more and more of it as he stared down at me with this hunger in his eyes. This devouring gleams.

He wanted me. He wanted me badly.

I swallowed the crown of his cock first as Master groaned. My Izuki-Kun's face twisted with passion as I soaked his cock in my saliva. My tongue danced around his dick. I swirled about him, making him twitch and throb.

"Fuck, Mitsuki-Oba," he groaned. "You're such a fucking naughty slut. Yes, yes, suck my dick!"

"Sucking my Masters cock," I moaned against his cock. "Pleasuring my Master. He deserves everything I give him. He needs me, and I need him. His cum. His powerful seed."

I hungered for it as Kylie and Bella whimpered in the background. The two were kissing and groping each other, pleasuring each other while they waited for their Master's pleasure. That felt so right. I loved it so much.

"Yes, yes, yes," he groaned, staring down at me with such hunger in his eyes.

I slid my lips up my Izuki-Kun's cock and popped off his dick. A huge mistake on my part which I corrected by swallowing his cock. I engulfed him with my ruby lips. I suckled on him hard. He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. I had tasted his cum and wanted it bad, I would learn how to love my sister's son.

Excellent. That made me so wet. I moaned around his cock, giving him a hummer. I was skilled at this. Better than I thought. I guessed all my practice with cucumbers and bananas was paying off.

"Shit, shit, shit," groaned my Master-Izuki-Kun. "That's so good, Mitsuki. Fuck, Mitsuki-Oba you are amazing."

"Amazing," he cooed. "You hear that, Mitsuki-Oba, I don't have to spank you tonight. You're doing amazing. Your Master is pleased with you."

"Master!" I moaned in delight swallowing his cock with such hunger. I closed my eyes, savoring having his humongous rod in my mouth. My pussy clenched, eager to be pounced by him.

He was hung. Midoriya men must all have big dicks. I bobbed my head, sucking hard on him. I nursed with passion, swirling my tongue around his thick shaft. He groaned, his cock twitching and throbbing in my mouth. The sweet flavor of his precum swelled.

My round tits jiggled as I blew him. I worked my mouth up and down his cock with gusto, wanting to drink down all his cum. He groaned, his hand sliding through my ash-blonde curls.

"Mine, Mine, Mine!" he growled, his voice so strong. So, dominating.

I ripped my mouth off and moaned, "Yes, Master Izuki!"

I moved and swallowed his dick. I groaned around his cock, sounding so happy to have him back in my mouth. She bobbed her head, working her lips up and down him. I salivated. My pussy drooled. I had never been so excited in my life. This was wonderful.

He groaned as I suckled on him nursing him with such passion. Such gusto. I wanted him to fire all that cum into my mouth. Just hose me down. I suckled on him with everything that I had, his cock twitched in my mouth. His sweet fruity precum spilled over my lips as my tongue swirled around his wonderful shaft.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" my new Master groaned. "I'm going to cum."

I popped my mouth off his dick and pressed it to my face. I stared up at him and, eyes lustfully, I moaned, "Cum on my face, Master!"

Izuki-Kun grunted and erupted his pearly cum splashed on my face. I loved the hot milky loads that painted my features. It felt so wonderful to have his cum spilling over me. I trembled as he pumped more and more of his cum from his heavy nuts. He just spurted over me again and again.

It was so hot feeling his cum splashing on my face. He hosed down my features. It was a wonderful treat to have all that wonderful spunk splashing on my forehead. My cheeks. My nose. I opened my mouth wide and caught it on my tongue.

I was being drenched in his cum. It was so wild having his jizz spurting on me. I loved the taste of him. He gripped my hair, holding fistfuls of the tresses as he painted me in all his spunk.

"Fuck!" he groaned as his cock fired a last blast of cum. "My sexy Mitsuki-Oba."

I glanced at Master Izuki. "Do you wish to fuck me?" I arched my eyes in a challenging way.

"That sounds perfect," Master Izuki said, his eyes staring at me with speculation. Like he was trying to figure me out. Good.

"Fuck," breathed my Master-Izuki. He slapped his cock on my rump. "Mitsuki-Oba, you hot fucking slut. I just love this pussy."

"Love it, Master," I moaned and thrust my tongue out. my Izuki-Kun's big dick slid down my rump to the shaved folds of my cunt. He stroked the thick tip of his cock up and down my slit, nudging my clit piercing. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes," I groaned as he pushed into my labia, nuzzling right at the opening to my pussy. "Fuck me, Master Izuki! Enjoy your Auntie-Maid's hot cunt!"

"Yes!" he growled and thrust into me.

I groaned in rapturous delight. The best cock that I had ever taken plunged into the depths of my cunt. Big and thick, with such a long shaft that it made me quiver. I loved this so much. It was a pure delight to have him in me. I savored that pleasure. It was just pure delight to have him in my cunt again. He was so huge I guess his recent growth had affected that part of him as well.

"Fuck, yes," I groaned into the ground.

I squeezed my cunt down on him hard as he thrust back into my pussy. He buried deep and hard into my cunt. I groaned at the feel of his big dick in me. His nuts slapped my clit, twisting my piercing about. Pleasure sparked through me. Intense delight that melted with the fiery heat his pistoning rod churned up in my snatch.

I savored my Master's big cock fucking me. He pounded me with force I was Just so lucky, he pumped away at me. He fucked into my cunt with such force. He plowed into my pussy with everything that he had. I loved it.

He churned me up with his amazing cock. He fucked me so hard. He pounded me with such force. It was an incredible delight to have him pounding me as my pussy gripped my Izuki-Kun's dick. The pleasure built and built in me. I hurtled towards my orgasm. Towards that big burst of rapture. His thick shaft churned me up. His mighty spear thrust deep into my cunt. All the way to my cervix.

He didn't wear a condom. I didn't take chances and made all my past lovers, even my husband, wear one because I wasn't on the pill. It messed with my mood. I could be bred by my Master-Izuki-Kun. That idea burned in me. My cunt clamped down even harder on his dick.

He pumped away at my juicy snatch. He fucked into me as I ached for him to make me cum. I hurtled towards that explosion of rapture.

"Yes, yes, yes," I groaned, about to burst on him. "Master!"

"You like that?" he growled.

SMACK!

He spanked my butt. "Huh?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" I gasped, my ass burning. It was perfect. "I'm going to cum!"

"Make my mother cum first," he ordered.

"Mitsuki-Oba!"

Master's big dick plowing into my cunt, I couldn't hold off. His heavy balls slapped into my clit. My piercing shifted through my bud. Pleasure rippled through me. My toes curled as I squealed onto the floor.

I exploded around my Izuki-Kun's cock.

"Mitsuki-Oba!" growled my Master as he thrust his spear to the hilt in my writhing cunt. "Yes!"

His cum spurted against my cervix. I gasped as his seed flooded into me. So much of his jizz pumped into me. It was so wonderful to feel a man Cumming in me again. My cunt convulsed around his cock, rippling around him as I moaned.

I wonder what Inko would say or do if she had saw her son's cum pumped into my snatch like this. My pussy rippled around him, nursing out all that cum. It was such a thrill to have all that spunk flooding me. Waves of delight swept through me. My brain boiled in ecstasy.

"Oh, god, yes!" I moaned. "Master! Master!"

He grunted as he pumped more and more of his cum into my cunt. He flooded me with all that delicious jizz. I felt so wonderful. I could just float away.

Master Izuki spurted the last of his seed into my cunt. It was such a thrill to enjoy this moment. I rubbed my face into the carpet, feeling like I could just float away. It was an outstanding moment. My heart fluttered with such fire.

A real man had fucked me. Pounded me. Seeded me. I felt amazing. I was owned by Izuku Midoriya, which made me one of the luckiest women in the world. I was so glad that he came over to visit me and my son.

Thrilled that he was here, he picked me up and placed me on the bed. His room now filled with our scent. He moved crawling next to me then laid on the bed lifting my head to place his right arm under it. I snuggled closer to him kissing his chest then crooning my face next to his neck.

"Thank you for finally claiming me Master" I said with a bloated tummy happy that I now belong to him, there was nothing else in the world better than this.

"It was my pleasure Mitsuki-Oba, I fully enjoyed our time together hope we do it again sometime soon, it makes me happy knowing that your mine" he said stroking my hair softly his voice lulling me, his presence chasing away all thoughts of my husband, he was not inferior to anyone, he wanted me so he claimed me and made me submit. Should my husband still want me he was free to do the same, I doubt he could steal me away as easily as Izuki-Kun had done so, at the earliest signs Izuki-Kun would definitely put a stop to it. I felt him kiss the tip of my nose he enveloped me closer as he whispered sweet word in my ear, I close my eyes letting sleep take hold, overjoyed at the fact that I had finally been claimed by this complete alpha male.

TBC

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