Kaminari has a fantasy of getting cucked. Jirou has a fantasy of cucking him. Izuku is just there to have some fun.
The only girls left in his class that Izuku hadn't snatched for himself yet were Jirou and Tsuyu, and technically Hagakure but she didn't have a boyfriend and thus, nobody to steal her from.
Not that the stealing part was important to Izuku. It's not like he was purposefully doing this to give the other guys in his class inferiority complexes! His only motivation was that the girls of his class were sexy and deserved the best, and he now understood that he was the best. He wanted to fuck them like they deserved…and he wanted to indulge in his newfound sexual talents. That was all! Cucking all of the guys really had nothing to do with his motivations. As such, he simply waited for the other girls to gossip enough until they drove Jirou or Tsuyu to come knocking on his door. What he didn't expect was for one of the guys to show up, instead.
"Uh…hey, man. Can I come in?" Kaminari asked after Izuku opened the door for him. He was rubbing the back of his head and avoiding eye contact—he was already giving off major cuck vibes.
"Of course! Come on in!" He let Kaminari in before casually sitting at his desk, one leg raised on his chair with him. There were no chicks here to impress with his manspreading, but it just let Kaminari know who was in charge here. "So, what's wrong? Need advice with your girlfriend or something?"
Kaminari's blush wasn't subtle at all. "W-what?! How'd you know?"
Izuku shrugged. "Let's just say you're not the only one who's come to me for…advice."
Kaminari awkwardly stood in the middle of the room, as if he wasn't sure if he could sit without Izuku's permission. "Oh…yeah, I actually heard about it from Kirishima. So I guess he was telling the truth, after all…"
He couldn't help but snicker. He should've expected the guys to gossip about him just as much as the girls did. It was a little embarrassing having gossip spread about him—the old him definitely would've died from embarrassment—but at present, he couldn't help but embrace the ego boost.
"What'd Kirishima tell you?" He egged on.
Kaminari just stared at him for a bit, like he was still trying to decide what was true and what wasn't. "He, uh…just told us about what you did to Mina. He said she's been on cloud nine ever since."
Izuku wrinkled his nose in amusement. "Yeah? Did he tell you I fucked her so hard she refuses to even think about having sex with him anymore?"
A jolt of electricity sparked up Kaminari's body as he blushed. "Damn, Midoriya…when did you get so foul?"
He shrugged. "I'm just making sure he gave you all the details before you ask me for anything! You are here to ask me for something, right? Let me guess, you're having issues with Jirou?"
Kaminari nodded slowly. "Uh…kinda. I mean, I guess our sex life has been kinda stale for a while now. It already took me long enough to convince her to have our first time…" He shook his head. "But that's not what I'm here about! You see, Jirou and I were actually discussing our sex life, asking each other what we could do better. That's when we brought up the rumors of what you've been doing to the other girls. She said…uh, she said she couldn't stop watching the videos of you and Mina."
Izuku nodded. That sounded about right. "So, let me guess, you want me to give you some tips? Maybe even…show you how to touch her?"
Kaminari gulped. "Actually…I was sorta thinking you could maybe…seduce her into cheating?"
That request shocked even Izuku. Before he could even get a word out, though, Kaminari stumbled over to him on the desk. "B-basically, it's like this! I've always found the idea of a suave guy coming in and seducing a tough girl like Jirou super hot, and I've always tried to be that suave guy! But it never worked out. So I guess…the second best thing is to watch someone like you do it, you know? Is that…weird?"
Izuku tapped his finger against the desk. This took a turn in a direction he hadn't expected. "It's…a little weird. You're basically saying you have a cuckold fantasy that you want to live out, right?"
Kaminari blushed. "Well, when you put it like that…"
He was quick to pat Kaminari's shoulder with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I'll help you out. That's what heroes are for."
That was how Izuku ended up joining Kaminari and Jirou on their next date. For whatever reason, they had 3 tickets to a concert of one of Jirou's favorite bands, and the fact that she didn't seem to mind Izuku tagging along already spoke volumes about her relationship with Kaminari.
He wore a simple dark green leather jacket over a simple white t-shirt that hugged tightly to his abs. Jirou couldn't stop staring at his abs as he walked up to them with a smile and a wave…and he couldn't stop staring at her.
He hadn't seen Jirou dress so girlishly since I-Island! She wore a purple skirt and everything, with a loose top that exposed her shoulders.
"Hey! You look nice. Not dressing up just for me, are you?" He joked, making her blush while Kaminari cleared his throat and led the way into the concert venue.
"Tell me more about the band!" He insisted. Jirou seemed surprised that he was interested, but gladly began listing off her favorite members and songs.
"Anyways, I was surprised when you asked to tag along, Midoriya. I guess I never considered what your music tastes were like."
He laughed. "I like all sorts of music! But really, I just came along to hang out with you. We don't hang out that often, but I feel like we've talked even less as of lately! Any reason for that?" He asked, as if he didn't know that Jirou was avoiding him because she couldn't stop thinking about those videos of him making Mina squirt her brains out.
Jirou's face said it all, too—like a deer caught in the headlights as she gulped. "No reason…I've just been busy with my music is all!"
He tilted his head. "And busy with your boyfriend, too, I assume?"
She glanced at Kaminari, as if she forgot he was there. "Uh, y-yeah! Of course! Naturally."
Izuku leaned in a little bit, close enough so his breath was on her ear, making her shiver. "You know, Kaminari was actually the one that asked me to come."
Her eyes widened, but she didn't get to ask for elaboration as the lights went off and the band came on stage, and the crowd went wild.
They immediately went into a hard rock song that was so typical of Jirou's style—Izuku was here to have fun, and that meant enjoying the concert, too! After all, this was basically his first date with Jirou; Kaminari was just there to carry their things.
Kaminari wasn't muscular like Izuku, though. He could carry bags, but he couldn't carry his girlfriend—but Izuku could. Jirou and Kaminari were both short, after all, and they were in the middle of a crowd that was jumping up and down. At some point, it became difficult for Jirou to even see the stage. She was jumping up and down with an increasingly frustrated look on her face, and Kaminari could do nothing but watch and apologize.
With a heroic grin, Izuku crouched down and ducked his head beneath her skirt before standing up, lifting Jirou on his shoulders as she gasped and grabbed onto his hair.
He winced and chuckled at the same time. "Woah, didn't realize you were a hair-puller!"
She blushed and lightly bonked him on the head, but shifted her legs comfortably on his shoulders nonetheless. Finally, she could see the stage again. "Shut up. But…thanks." Her smile returned, and Kaminari just watched the two of them enjoy their date.
Once the concert was over, they went out for a late dinner. Izuku and Jirou sat next to each other while Kaminari sat on the other side of the table. Izuku and Jirou shared each other's plates while Kaminari watched. Izuku had always been way too easy for people to get along with—it was no wonder he naturally wormed his way into girls' hearts without even trying.
But now, he was trying.
"The curry was a lot spicier than I expected! I'm sort of starting to sweat now." He took his jacket off, revealing his massive biceps. Jirou immediately began ogling them. "I had a lot of fun today, Jirou. The two of us should hang out like this more often, don't you think?"
She tore her eyes away from his biceps to meet his eyes. "Ah, yeah! Today was totally awesome. Definitely one of the best dates I've ever been on."
As if on instinct, the two of them began leaning in towards each other, and Jirou's long earlobes even began curling up towards Izuku's face, as if longing to just pull him in…
"Glad you had a good time!" Kaminari interrupted.
Izuku cast him an irritated glare. That was going to cost him later.
"Hello!" The waitress came back over to their table after seeing their empty plates, gathering them up with a smile. "We have a special discount today on dessert for couples! Would you two be interested?"
It took Jirou a second or two to realize the waitress was referring to her and Izuku. She glanced back and forth between Izuku and Kaminari before blushing and nearly jumping out of her seat. "Oh! We aren't…um…I'm actually…"
Izuku just laughed and wrapped an arm around Jirou's waist. "Sure! We'll take your signature dessert!"
The waitress bowed her head before walking away, leaving no room to correct the misunderstanding.
"Midoriya…" She muttered.
He just flashed her a smile, and she was too weak to that smile to voice any protest. The two of them shared the restaurant's signature couple's pie. Kaminari didn't get a single bite.
They got on the train only for Izuku to point out how late it was. "It's a long commute all the way back to the dorms. There's a hotel nearby here that we could stay at instead—it's nice to get out of the dorms every once and a while, anyways, right?"
"Woah, wouldn't expect you to be such a rebel and suggest not returning to the dorms, Midoriya!" Kaminari commented.
Jirou lightly elbowed her boyfriend. "Are you kidding? Midoriya's always been a rebel. Remember when he went to rescue Bakugou when he wasn't supposed to? The rules have never stopped him from doing what he wants before!"
It was Izuku's turn to blush a little—despite his newfound sexual confidence, it was still a little embarrassing being reminded of his rule-breaking escapades. There was a reason Aizawa referred to Izuku as the 'problem child'. "I'm flattered you've paid so much attention to me, Jirou!"
She scratched her cheek a bit. "It's not that I've paid attention, per se…a-anyways! I think it's a good idea! We can stay at the hotel for tonight. I'm beat after such a long day and don't really want to make the long commute back tonight."
"Great! If we get in trouble, I'll take the blame."
She grinned. "Sounds rocking!"
The two of them fist bumped. Kaminari watched silently.
They checked into the hotel, where Izuku immediately tossed his shirt off and claimed one of the two beds, spreading his legs and airing out his exposed six pack with a sigh. "The UA dorms are nice, but it's refreshing to get out every once and a while. Try something new. It's boring staying in the same place all the time."
Jirou sat down on the other bed. For now. "I never thought about it much, but…I guess I can't argue with that."
He tilted his head. "Really? You seem like the type that would enjoy a more thrill-seeking type of life. Not being tied down to the same old stale disposition forever…that sort of thing. Don't you agree, Kaminari?"
Kaminari stiffened, still standing. "Uh…yeah! Jirou loves trying new things."
Jirou's eyes flickered back and forth between the two boys. The tension was growing a little too obvious, so Izuku moved to the bed Jirou was sitting on and sat right beside her. "I was surprised when the waitress mistook us for a couple, but I guess it makes sense. I mean, if you saw a girl sitting with me and Kaminari, who do you think the girl would go after?"
She didn't seem to realize that he was waiting for an actual answer until the silence grew deafening, with both Izuku and Kaminari staring at her, making her sweat a bit. "I…don't know how to answer that," she admitted.
Izuku scooted closer. "It's nothing personal! I'm just curious. If you were that waitress, who do you think would look like better boyfriend material—me, or your boyfriend?"
The fact that Jirou was even hesitating to answer this question despite her boyfriend literally being right there was already enough of an answer, but Izuku loved seeing the panic on her face.
"Jirou, it's a simple question." He leaned in even more, until his breath was once again tickling her sensitive ear. "I'm asking who you would rather date between me and Kaminari—assuming you were an outside observer like that waitress, of course."
She gulped and glanced sideways at Izuku. As soon as she locked eyes with his intimidatingly confident gaze, she couldn't look away. Her eyes even darted down to his lips. "...you." Finally, she admitted it in a breathless voice. "I'd want to date you, Midoriya…i-if I was an outside observer."
He wrapped an arm around her waist with a grin. "See? That wasn't so hard to admit, now, was it? Why would you pick me over Kaminari, though? Just curious. You think I'd make a good boyfriend?"
She glanced down at his large bicep squished around her waist, practically drooling over it. "Well, of course! All the girls think so. You're basically perfect boyfriend material."
The ego stroking had already begun, and they hadn't even gotten to the sex yet! Izuku couldn't help but smirk wider. "Tell me more."
His words were like commands that she couldn't disobey as she leaned into his side more. "You're at the top of the class in both our physical exams and our written exams…you're hot a-and strong, and you aren't an obnoxious asshole like Bakugou, nor are you the silent and boring type like Todoroki. You're…basically the perfect man."
His thumb caressed her cheek before grabbing her chin, making her look at him. "Anything else you want to mention?"
Jirou was smart enough to know when she'd been caught—that didn't stop the blush from rising to her ears. "You…you looked really hot when you…in Mina's videos."
He stroked her chin. "It's not just about looking hot. There's plenty more to me than just looks, I promise. Here, let me just…show you." He leaned in torturously slowly, until his lips were brushing against Jirou's…but he stopped there, waiting for her to make the next move, the final move.
For a few moments, Jirou was frozen in place. He wondered if she was too strong-willed compared to the other girls to break as easily as they did. But then, Izuku let his tongue teasingly dart out across both their lips, and she was gone for him.
"Mmh…" She leaned up and pressed her lips against his, and he immediately deepened the kiss, wrapping both arms around her and pulling her petite body against his abs while his tongue slid into her mouth and roused her tongue to slide against his. Her hands rested on his chest, exploring the mountainous bumps of muscle all across his body as she opened her mouth wider, giving Izuku more room to dominate the make out session.
By the time he pulled back, several strings of saliva connected their tongues, and drops of Izuku's spit were spilling out over the sides of her mouth and down her chin as she collapsed against his chest. She was panting for air. Her face was flushed red. Her thighs rubbed together. Her eyes were entirely glossed over, only clearing up when she looked up at Kaminari again.
"B-babe…" She mumbled, swallowing down Izuku's saliva and lightly pushing away from him. "I…this is just…I was just curious, that's all!"
Izuku pulled her closer to him again, smushing her face against his muscular pecs while winking at Kaminari. "Yeah, we're just curious! Don't mind me, just giving your girl a chance to 'try new things', like you put it!" He licked a strand of saliva up Jirou's chin before pushing his tongue back into her mouth. She opened her mouth to say something, but predictably ended up sucking on his tongue while he thrust it in and out of her mouth. It was without a doubt the most obscene 'kiss' Jirou had ever experienced, and Izuku couldn't help but pity her sex life when a simple and tame make out session with him was enough to have her eyes rolling back, her thighs rubbing together while she leaned into his body completely, unable to push him away any longer.
Suddenly, Jirou jumped onto Izuku's lap, straddling him while his large arms easily wrapped around her, emphasizing their size difference—Jirou was the smallest girl in their class, after all.
"Woah, slow down, darling," Izuku chuckled, grabbing her wrists as her hands tried to sneak inside his pants. "Tell me, how many times have you imagined this moment? The moment where you finally stop lying to yourself and come begging for my dick?"
She moaned and shuddered just from the way his strong hands squeezed her wrists. "I was never lying to anyone! Kaminari…Kaminari was always temporary for me."
"W-what?" Kaminari exclaimed, shocked by this sudden confession.
Jirou didn't even turn back around to look at him, instead staring into Izuku's intense green gaze, unblinking, unable to look away. "It's true. He's only ever been an annoyance, almost on the same level as Mineta, but…you just seemed so far out of my league," she admitted to Izuku, even managing to put a blush on Izuku's face.
"So you settled for Kaminari?" He concluded, reaching down to squeeze her ass from behind. He loved how petite his new soon-to-be-girlfriend was, but he still sighed in satisfaction when he felt some meatiness to her ass. "That doesn't answer my question, though. How many times have you fantasized about becoming my girl?"
She stuck her ass out into his palm, defiling herself in ways Kaminari had never seen before. This was what happened to even an independent girl like Jirou when she was in the clutches of a real man!
"Too many times…any time Kaminari and I were together, I'd wish it were you…b-but I never expected you to be like…this. So dominant and cocky and…sexy."
He smacked her ass. "That's a lesson all you girls need to learn—us guys can be pretty different in personality in and out of the bedroom, and I hate to break it to you, but you've had bedroom Izuku hanging out with you all day long. That means I can't wait another second." He yanked her loose shirt down past her shoulders, briefly glancing up at Kaminari with a smirk. "You don't mind, do you?"
Kaminari blushed, still standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. "...even if I did mind…w-would that stop you?" The question wasn't just directed at Izuku, but also at Jirou.
His girlfriend finally looked away from the man of her dreams and back at her current boyfriend. "Babe…l-like I said, this is just curiosity! I'm just—ahh!" She moaned as Izuku completely ripped her shirt off of her and tossed it to the side before doing the same to her skirt, leaving her in just her panties.
He grinned and observed her underwear with both his eyes and fingers, playfully pulling the waistband out a bit. "You're such a hardcore rock kinda girl, so I kinda just figured your panties would be more…punkish? Never would've guessed you'd go for a frilly pastel blue sorta color."
Jirou's entire face flushed red.
"Or maybe you wore these cute girlish ones just for me today? What do you think, Cuckminari, have you ever seen these before?" He asked.
Kaminari didn't even question his new cuck nickname. "N-no. Never."
He smacked Jirou's ass harder as she buried her face in her hands to hide from the embarrassment. "So you really did wear these just for me, huh? What, were you hoping I'd eventually catch a peak at them during the concert? Or did you just wanna dress up in a way to make yourself feel more feminine to attract me? Hm? I hope you don't think I'm only into the cute girls that love pink like Uraraka and Mina—I find your punkish style and personality to be just as sexy."
The teasing combined with the praising was too much for Jirou as she threw her arms around Izuku's neck and slammed her mouth against his to shut him up. It was clear to everyone in the room that this wasn't just about sex anymore—Izuku had clearly and completely stolen her heart away from Kaminari as if stealing candy from a baby.
As they made out passionately, tongues dancing together, bodies moving back and forth, he lightly bounced her in his lap, letting his bulging erection rub against the folds of her panties.
"M-Midoriya, hold on a sec," Kaminari interrupted, though neither of them stopped sucking each other's face just to listen to what a cuck had to say. He kept speaking anyway. "I'm sorta…having second thoughts about this? I feel like maybe I should talk things out with Jirou a little more first, before we play out this little fantasy. Can we end things here and try again some other time?"
Izuku was sucking and kissing and nibbling his way down Jirou's neck as she moaned and tugged at his hair. Oh yeah, she was definitely a little feisty. That was the rocker spirit in her that he loved so much. Still, he spared another glance up at Kaminari, eyes dull with annoyance.
"Are you fucking stupid?" He bluntly retorted, pushed to his limit at this point. "I know you're notorious for overcharging your own tiny brain, but holy shit, man, take a hint. This isn't just some 'fantasy'. Not for her, at least."
Kaminari gulped and even took a daring step forward. "J-Jirou? Babe?"
Jirou was licking Izuku's saliva off of her own lips like she was addicted to it, as if even just the taste of his saliva was superior to Kaminari. "Babe? Oh, just…just hold on, okay? I'm just…just sating my curiosity is all, okay? I…ah!" She moaned as Izuku finally threw her off of his lap, laying down on his back with a grin.
"Hey, rocker babe, why don't you come ride my face? I'll eat your cunt out like Cuckminari could only ever dream of doing!" He could've easily held her down and ate her out, but it was more fun this way—with the way she crawled over on all fours and turned around so her pussy was right above his face, it forced her to stare straight into her ex-boyfriend's eyes.
She pushed her own panties aside before aggressively planting her pussy right onto his mouth. Izuku immediately went to work, shoving his tongue past her tight, wet folds and tongue-fucking her pussy, slithering it back and forth while he lifted his neck up and attached his upper lip to her clit, sucking and slobbering all over her pussy.
"Oh, fuck! Midoriya! Fuck, yes, Midoriya!" Jirou moaned, back arching as she humped his face, rubbing her pussy back and forth on his mouth, thrusting her clit against him, riding his tongue as she made eye contact with Kaminari. "Midoriya is good…he's so fucking good at this, Kaminari!"
Kaminari gulped. "Okay, you've sated your curiosity by now…right?"
She shook her head with her entire body. Izuku smacked her thighs, grabbed them, squeezed them, and held her hips in place while he shoved his face up to eat her pussy out with even more ferocity, filling the room with the most obscene squelching and slurping sounds while Jirou cried out in ecstasy.
"I can't! I can't get enough, I'm sorry, I can't stop, not yet, okay?" She said to Kaminari, eyes wide with pleasure as she grabbed Izuku's hair, looking down at him in disbelief as his tongue turned her pussy into a puddle of wetness. "You don't understand, Kaminari! You don't understand what it's like being in a relationship where you have to fake every orgasm, where you have to pretend to be satisfied because your boyfriend is convinced he can act like a fake alpha male to compensate for his tiny dick! And most of all, Kaminari…ohhhh, you don't understand just how good Midoriya's tongue feels! Sex with you just can't compare to Midoriya's tongue! I-I'm sorry, but it's true! So please, just let me…let me cum! Please, let me experience an actual orgasm for the first time! I promise…I promise I'm almost done!"
Kaminari couldn't believe the words coming out of Jirou's mouth, and if Izuku was still an inexperienced virgin, he would've been the same…but he had long since learned that he could easily turn even the goodest girls into howling sluts.
He wasn't here just for Jirou and Kaminari's sake, though. At the end of the day, his own pleasure and amusement came first. So, just as Jirou was squeezing her thighs around his head and slamming her own cunt down on his tongue, tendrils of black whip shot out of his arms, wrapping around Jirou and lifting her body up above his face.
"W-what? M-Midoriya? Why?!" Jirou looked ready to cry, her entire lower half shaking as she tried to get her pussy back on his face.
Izuku licked her pussy juices off his lips as he leaned up on his elbows a bit. "Wow, look at how quickly you turned into a desperate little bitch!" He smirked back at Kaminari. "Hey, Cuckminari! I'll keep tongue-fucking your girl like you never could, but only if you ask me to!" He winked at Jirou. "You hear that? The only way you'll get to finally squirt on my face for the first time is if your boyfriend begs for it. You know what to do."
Jirou blushed and nodded before diverting all of her attention to Kaminari, who was still frozen like a statue. "Babe, please…please, ask Midoriya to let me cum!"
Kaminari's jaw dropped. "W-what?" Even in his wildest cuckold fantasies, Kaminari had never imagined doing something this humiliating.
Jirou's eyes grew cross towards him. "Beg him to make me cum! Beg the superior man to get his tongue back inside of me! Do something useful for me, for once in your life, please! This is…the closest you'll ever get to making me have a real orgasm! Please, I need to cum, I want Midoriya to make me squirt just like Mina!"
Izuku raised an eyebrow at Kaminari. "Well? Your girlfriend is begging you for help. Just look at her." He gestured towards Jirou's teary-eyed face. "She's a desperate woman. She's been a desperate woman for months and months now. This isn't because of me—this is the result of countless nights spent faking her orgasms with you. This is the result of a woman who's been stuck with a little boy who can't give her what she needs. This is the result of Jirou finally finding a real man. Shouldn't you take some responsibility for depriving her of what she needs so desperately? This is your fault, after all! The least you could do is finally give her what she really wants."
He meticulously picked apart their relationship based solely on what little of it he'd witnessed thus far, and Kaminari couldn't find it in himself to argue. Izuku was right. Kaminari had to chase after Jirou over and over again before she finally went out with him. It had taken constant arguments before Kaminari finally managed to get her to sleep with him! And when they did begin sleeping together…Jirou was never satisfied.
The least he could do, as her boyfriend…was finally let her be satisfied.
"Please let me cum!" Jirou moaned again. "Just do it already, Cuckminari!"
Hearing Jirou use that nickname actually brought whine out of Kaminari as he swallowed thickly. "Midoriya…"
Izuku's face wore a tauntingly sympathetic smile. "Yeah?"
Kaminari made eye contact with him, then with Jirou. "Make my girlfriend cum."
Black whip lowered Jirou slightly, but not nearly enough to get his tongue back inside of her. "You have to be louder than that, Cuckminari."
"Please make my girlfriend cum!" He repeated louder, clenching his fists at his sides. "Please, I need you to make my girlfriend cum! Because…I could never do it! Not like you can! Please eat out my girlfriend's pussy until she's screaming your name! Jirou deserves to finally have a real orgasm, with a real man!"
With no warning, Izuku tossed Jirou's back onto the bed. He threw himself between her legs, grabbed her thighs to keep them spread, and went down on her cunt with loud slurping sounds.
"Yessss! Oh fuck, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jirou moaned, toes curling, back arching.
Kaminari blushed. "You're welco—"
"Thank you, Midoriya!"
Even Izuku couldn't help but chuckle lightly against her pussy before he resumed his assault on her clit, sucking on it while sliding his tongue across the roof of her cunt, exploring her most sensitive areas. He slid two fingers into her, rubbing at her neglected walls, spreading her apart to make more room for his tongue to swirl around in circles and fuck her, licking the fluids out of her until she was full on screaming in ecstasy.
"IZUKUUUU!" She cried out his name, kicking her legs up before finally squirting for the first time in her life, spraying his open mouth with her squirt, eyes rolling back, tongue hanging out in full ahegao mode. It wasn't just a hentai meme—this was what happened when an unsatisfied woman finally met Izuku.
He was done with the foreplay. He threw his pants off and let his giant cock throb in the air, hanging forward slightly because of the sheer weight of his thick, meaty 13 inch cock. It still didn't hang nearly as much as his heavy balls, which looked like they weighed him down by several pounds.
Jirou moaned. "Holy…"
"Fuck…" Kaminari finished, jaw dropping.
Izuku smacked his cock against her pussy, dragging the tip across her inner thighs before squishing it in between her wet pussy folds. "Is this the cock you've been dreaming of, slut? The cock that had Uraraka, Mina, and even Momo all begging to be my personal sex slaves?"
Jirou shuddered and lifted her hips up, desperate to get him inside of her already. "Yes…oh, fuck, yes, Izuku! Please fuck me…fuck me like you fucked all of them and make me another girl in your harem…that's all I've ever wanted!" She admitted.
"Jirou…" Kaminari muttered. He had come to Izuku to admit his cheating fantasy and fetish, but never did he expect it to turn out like this…which was unbelievably stupid of him. After he'd already heard the story of Kirishima and Mina, how else did he expect this to go when he offered his girlfriend to Izuku? The guys were too used to Izuku's friendly, innocent personality. He needed to change that reputation, here and now.
"Get your phone out, cuck. You're going to record me actually taking your girl's virginity for the first time."
Kaminari gulped. "B-but…"
"Just do as he says, you dumbass cuck!" Jirou snapped at him without even looking at him. "Hurry…he'll only fuck me if you do as he says…so do it!"
That was all Cuckminari needed to hear before he brought out his phone. "I-it's recording, Midoriya…"
Izuku dragged Jirou into his lap and turned them to face the camera in a sitting full-nelson type position. His huge cock dwarfed her pussy, throbbing against her stomach while they both grinned for the camera.
"Anything you wanna say before I finally make you a woman, Jirou?" Izuku teasingly nibbled on her long earlobe as she moaned and desperately rolled her hips forward, rubbing her needy pussy against that monstrous cock.
"Izuku…you're unlike any other man out there! You're on a whole different level of superior…please, fuck me and make me your woman for the rest of my life!"
He smirked and made eye contact with Kaminari. "So you're officially breaking up with Cuckminari to be my girl, on camera?"
There wasn't a hint of remorse on Jirou's face as she moaned, the tip of his cock finally pressing against her pussy. "Yes! Yes, I break up with Cuckminari! I'm Izuku's girl now! I always was…I was just desperately waiting for you to claim me! So please…please, fuck me like the slut I am and make me yours!"
His eyes were dark with lust. Green sparks rushed up his muscles, his entire body flaring up with the power of One for All as his cock sank into Jirou's tight pussy and officially claimed her as his.
Jirou screamed in pleasure, eyes wide and pupils shaking as he buried his cock deeper and deeper inside, briefly pausing every few seconds before pushing another thick inch past her clenching walls.
"Holy fuck…how does it fit…?" Kaminari whispered. Jirou was so petite, so small, and yet Izuku's massive cock was finally hilted all the way inside of her.
"I guess you just don't know your ex-girlfriend as well as you thought you did. She's capable of pretty incredible things when she really wants a cock this badly, huh?" Izuku chuckled, wrapping his muscular arms around her torso. "You ready for the ride of your life, my newest slut?"
Her long earlobes wrapped around the back of his neck, as if clinging onto her new boyfriend. Even amongst the cock-drunk look on her face, the face of a broken woman, she still managed an excited smile. "Show me what it means to be one of your sluts!"
He wasted no time pulling her up off of his cock, leaving just the tip inside before slamming her back down. Even smaller tits such as her own began bouncing from such a heavy impact as her entire body spasmed, legs twitching, pussy squeezing around his cock, almost as if her walls were trying to pull him deeper and spit him out at the same time because he was just too big.
"Fuck…Izuku…FUCK!" She gasped as he repeated the action again, and again, until he was literally forcing her to ride his cock since she was unable to do it herself, pulling her up and down like his own personal cocksleeve, like her body had become nothing more than a toy for him to pump his cock with!
"Nngh, fuck! Hey, cuck…your girl's got…the tightest fucking pussy I've fucked so far! I should've expected this…she's the smallest girl in class, dating the smallest guy in class! Of course she's fucking tight!" Izuku grunted as he began thrusting his hips up, balls smacking against her ass as he jerked himself off faster and faster using her body.
"So big…too big…! You're just…too…fucking…big, Izuku!" She moaned.
"Yeah? Which do you think it is, are you just too fucking tight, or am I just too fucking big? Hm?"
Jirou couldn't possibly form enough of a coherent thought to answer as she squirmed in his grasp, grabbing onto his muscles for dear life as he slammed her down on his cock, grinding her pussy against his balls until his cock hit her cervix.
"IZUKU!" She cried out, legs spreading wide as she came, drenching his balls in her second round of squirting pussy juices as he grinned and slammed her on his cock harder, teasing her cervix with his huge cock.
"Heh, that never gets old. You just filmed her getting her cervix pounded for the first time!" He informed Kaminari, licking his lips as he did it again and again, hitting her cervix with each and every thrust with a deadly accuracy that could only belong to the harem king of class A: Izuku Midoriya.
"Fuck, there's no way that's a real thing…" Kaminari muttered, creeping towards them for an even closer shot with his phone. Izuku allowed it.
"What else do you think could make a tough bitch like Jirou scream and cream herself this hard?" He quirked an eyebrow up as he finally flipped her onto her back, getting on top of her in a mating press before pounding into her cervix once more, his cock reaching even deeper in this position as she thrashed beneath him.
Kaminari gulped. "I-I don't…"
"Ahhhhh, fuck yes! Again! It's…againnnnn!" Jirou's chin was covered in drool, her back arching and thrashing with every thrust as Izuku held her small body beneath him, pinned between his rock-hard body and the trembling bed as he repositioned his hips and jerked his cock forward.
"IZUKU!" Jirou screamed as she came again.
"Oh, there it is! Finally got her in the womb." He turned to wink at the camera with that line before black whip wrapped around Jirou's limbs, holding her down steadily. "Get ready to have your world rocked, bitch! My dick is about to ravage your womb!"
Her eyes shot wide open in disbelief as Izuku made good on his promise, shoving his cock past her cervix until he was womb fucking her with every thrust, letting the rocker slut's womb take the full abuse of a massive, thick cock head intruding deep inside of her.
"Go on, bitch! Sing for me! That's what you do best, isn't it? Let me hear what sorta noise my cock brings out of you!" He taunted her.
And sing she did. Her voice went high in pitch, squeaking in ways he'd never heard from Jirou before as her eyes rolled back and she began squirting all over his cock again.
"Fuck…they always just keep squirting nonstop…I wonder if something in their cunts really does break once they get their wombs fucked, huh? What do you think, cuck? Though I doubt you know much about what happens to a woman when she's getting fucked so hard her brain starts to melt!"
Izuku couldn't help addressing his audience—not just Cuckminari, but the video that was being filmed for future audiences as well.
Surprisingly enough, it was Jirou that answered him, panting like a bitch in heat that was in the process of getting bred…which was pretty accurate. "Can't stop…I can't stop…CUMMING! Ahhhh…so this is it…so this is what it feels like to cum…to keep cumming until I can't feel anything else!" The mattress beneath them had become a puddle of Jirou's cum as she moaned and cried out in pleasure from her nonstop orgasms. "Izuku's cock is too big…no…Izuku is too fucking good! To good at fucking me…don't stop…never stop…wanna be Izuku's bitch forever!"
Green sparks danced up his hand as he smacked her ass. "You're already my bitch forever, dumb slut! I've already fucked your brains out, huh? Then just get back to squirting on my cock—it's what you do best now!"
She screamed in pleasure, screamed in agreement, as she came once again, clutching onto the bed as if her head was so high in the clouds she might float off.
Izuku's cock inside of her womb was an out of body experience—that was the case for any girl, really. It made him chuckle and smirk and fuck her even harder, abusing her womb until he could feel it loosening for his massive cock, and in turn, his balls began churning until he hilted himself to the back of her womb.
"Fuck! Take my fucking seed! This is what it means to be one of my sluts—taking my load directly into your womb! Yeah, you love that, don't you? This is what it feels like to be my cum dump…you'll never know what 'bad sex' is ever again now that you're my cum dump! Izuku's personal whore!"
His cum flooded her womb, and even so, it didn't take long for it to start dripping down her thighs due to how much he loaded her up with. She twitched and reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. "Thank you, Izuku…ohhhhh fuck, thank you…!"
He grinned and leaned down. "You're welcome." He glanced up to make sure Kaminari knew he was speaking to him, too, before closing the distance between him and Jirou, sliding their tongues together in a filthy open-mouthed kiss. It was hard to believe just how filthy she'd become, but given how hard even the refined Momo had fallen into depravity, it wasn't too surprising that Jirou followed her best friend's fate.
He began grinding his hips forward, letting every powerful burst of thick cum shoot into her womb, rubbing the tip of his cock against her walls as if to clean himself off, before he pulled out. Then…he flipped her around onto her hands and knees and rammed his cock back into her pussy from behind.
"IZUKU! Fuck, yes! Don't stop, don't ever stop fucking me! My womb, fuck my womb again! I need to feel your cock inside my womb!" She begged.
He smacked her ass with a dark grin. "Yeah, now that you've felt my huge cock in your womb, it's just not the same without it, huh? Be patient, slut!" He growled, using black whip to hold her body in the all-fours position since she couldn't support her own weight at this point.
He was purposefully avoiding fucking her womb, leaving her desperate and begging for more as black whip wrapped around her neck to help her face forward. "Look at the camera, bitch! Do as I say and I'll give you another round of womb-bruising!"
She immediately obeyed, tongue hanging out ever so slightly from their previous make out session. She stared at the phone camera, as if she couldn't even see Kaminari anymore as her ex-boyfriend blushed and waved pathetically.
"Yeah, that's it…just keep staring into the camera…"
She was going crazy, slamming her ass back against his hips, spreading her legs wider, desperately trying to angle herself so his cock would hit her womb again.
"Addicted already?"
"Anyone would be addicted after feeling your cock!" She snapped back, spurred into frustration by her own desperate need to get bred again.
Izuku grinned. "Alright, one last time—I'll give you what you want, but only if your cuck ex begs me to do it!"
"Wha?" Jirou and Kaminari seemed surprised, as if they hadn't already done this earlier, but Jirou quickly turned back to her boyfriend, her eyes shining with desperation. "Denki…"
Kaminari stared into her eyes, as if he could see the history of their entire relationship in their reflection. Then he stared at Izuku's amused grin, and he let out…a moan. Not a cry, not a shout of frustration, but…a moan. As if finally, something deep inside of him had reached satisfaction.
"Please fuck her womb." He swallowed thickly, clenching his fists, as if he'd finally found his resolve…the resolve to beg a superior man to fuck the woman of his dreams. "Please, Midoriya, fuck her in the womb! Fuck her where only your cock can reach! Give her what only you can give her! Fuck that bitch in the womb and…and cum inside of her! Make her yours!"
Izuku flicked his finger, and the air pressure of One for All sent Kaminari tumbling onto his ass. "One: she already is mine. Two: you don't get to call her a bitch." Without further teasing, Izuku grabbed Jirou's short hair, yanked her head back, and slammed his cock into her womb, fucking his previous load back inside of her.
"YES! Yes, fuck me, thank you, oh fuck, please!"
He yanked her hair harder, eyes slowly drifting down to her longer earlobes. With a shrug of curiosity, he grabbed the lobes and yanked them back as well, making Jirou cry out even louder.
"IZUKU! Harder! Don't fucking stop until I…can't take…anymore!" Her cunt clenched around him as she came again, still not done squirting.
"Heh, is your 'curiosity' sated yet?" He teased her, referencing her earlier excuse for making out with him.
She violently shook her head, even as he yanked her ear lobes hard enough to start pulling her whole body backwards onto his cock.
"Never! It'll never be satisfied…so please…don't ever stop fucking me, Izuku!"
A jolt of green electricity shot up his body as he upped the percentage of One for All, green lightning sizzling in his green eyes.
Jirou's screams echoed throughout the entire hotel as he loaded up her womb with another round of thick, endless cum.
"Phew. Oh man, who knew such a petite girl could take it so hard for so long?" He flopped down on the bed beside Jirou after Kaminari had changed the sheets and gotten him some water. "She's something else. Can't believe she was stuck with you this entire time."
Kaminari lowered his head. At some point, he'd also creamed in his own pants, but Izuku didn't want him stripping just yet, so Kaminari remained clothed. "Ah…yeah…that was…really something…"
Izuku wrapped an arm around her, letting her sleep on top of his chest. "You think her pussy's ever gonna be the same again after that? I don't think she could go back to you even if she really wanted to, so…in that sense, I would say it's not fully your fault that she's mine, now. Yeah? So don't feel too bad." He offered Kaminari a wink again before shutting his eyes to sleep with his newest girl.
"That…that makes sense."
He nodded in contentment before cracking one eye open again. "Oh, and Kaminari? Go and deal with the hotel staff. They're gonna be livid with all the noise we caused. You may have to deal with some other angry hotel guests, too. I'd do it myself, but…" He glanced down at Jirou sleeping against his muscular pecs. "You don't wanna wake her up, do you?"
Kaminari bit his lower lip, gave Izuku a thumbs up, and wordlessly left the room to deal with the noise complaints for the man that just fucked and claimed his girlfriend.
Izuku sighed and fell asleep in peace knowing that tomorrow, everything would be changed now that the full video of him and Jirou had been posted in the groupchat.
A week ago, he'd been the sexually frustrated goody-two-shoes too focused on hero work to allow himself to release his hormones. Thanks to that night with Uraraka, he'd finally realized how incredible it felt to let him be himself—a sex god who didn't need to hold back. And now that he was starting to embrace this part of himself…he'd never felt like more of a number one hero.
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