Hey, guys. [girlfriendoftheauthor] here with a rough draft (or pilot) of a new story. Izuku is in a relationship with Momo and Ochako. However, Izuku grows concern as Momo and Ochako spend more time with each other than Izuku and he thinks they are using him as a convenience. No longer wanting to be a third wheel, he separates himself from them. However, the girls try their efforts on making it up to him. Showing him once and for all that he isn't a third wheel to them. Based on the strength of this story, I will redo this and make it work.
Her lips brushed Ochako. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. Ochako wanted to pull away before she lost myself but she couldn't seem to. In that minty moment, the brunette's senses have been seduced and she could no longer think straight.
"Baby" she whispered slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. Ochako smiled, her heart fluttering at Momo's voice as she clasped her hands on either side of Momo's face. Never before has her name ever felt so wonderful a one, she thought, as she leaned in for another.
Momo smiled as she returned to Ochako. Momo went next to Ochako and began gently patting her pants. Ochako instantly moaned on contact. Amazing by the reaction, Momo rubbed harder. She did a few strokes but decided to go further. Ochako tried to resist, but she was unable to move. Momo continued rubbing her pants as Ochako moaned deeper. She reached over Ochako's pants and took them off, exposing her damped, silky black panties.
"Sexy panties," said Momo. "Saving them for someone special, or saving them for me?"
"If you are the special one, then this kitty has found it," cried Ochako as she gave the vice president a wink.
"With pleasure," replied Momo as she rubbed Ochako's pussy. She rubbed all over her panties. She knew the right places to stimulate her.
"Jesus, you're beautiful. You are making me really my pussy drown with those gorgeous tits," replied Momo before starting to kiss her breasts. She had her hand on one and her mouth on the other, tugging it with her fingers around her areolas. Ochako winced, only exciting Momo as she continued. With both of her extremities bound, there was nothing she could do but to endure Momo's advances.
Momo went and began kissing Ochako against her neck. Ochako felt her rough tongue against her neck. Since she wasn't used to it, she couldn't help how pleasurable it was. Admittedly, she was hitting all of the right places. And it took a woman to know the best spots, she thought. As much as she tried to resist, she gave in and embellished herself in the pleasure.
"What's this," asked Momo as she noticed that Ochako's body was relaxing and no longer tense. "Am I see my little kitten relaxed?" She placed her hand back on Ochako's pussy. By now, it was throbbing and swollen with sweet nectar.
"This is more like it," said Momo as she began rubbing herself in her pussy, "Show me more of yourself, my little kitten."
"Meow," she purred.
Momo reached for her strap-on and rubbed herself against Ochako's pussy. She used her dick to playfully tease her clit for a few moments while Ochako was begging in frustration.
"Be gentle with me please," urged Ochako. She closed his eyes, preparing for Momo's weapon.
"I will, Ochako." She kissed her forehead. It felt sweet, giving her confirmation and assurance that everything was going to be okay. "I will be gentle with you always."
She positioned her dick to her cavern. She took her time. No longer being playful, she didn't want to have any pain as she entered. Ochako stared at Momo. Seeing her eyes into the night gave her a feeling of being in a calm, tranquil sea. A sea that she wanted to be surrounded time after time after time.
She squirmed as she felt Momo enter. She grabbed to Momo's shoulders. Momo shifted her body to accommodate Ochako's tighten cavern. She kept pressing forward. She saw Ochako biting her lip each time she put it further.
"Are you okay," questioned Momo, being calm, quiet as possible.
"I am okay," confirmed Ochako. "You can go a bit rougher. Just a bit."
Momo closed her eyes. She pressed to Ochako's soft lips. They enveloped their lips, sealing the deal of their bond as she began thrusting into Ochako's pussy.
"You like this, baby," asked Momo while she rubbed one of Ochako's breasts. "Yes, make me your girl, baby. Harder, I want you to cream this snatch," replied Ochako as she enjoyed the pleasure of Momo.
Ochako began playing with her hair. She was biting her lips. She was laughing in excitement. She was so bewildered that she had appeared to have gone mad from the pleasure she was receiving from Momo, the woman who was her classmate and occasional rival.
Suddenly, Momo's juices were leaking from her pussy. The juices served as a lubricant for Ochako as she thrust and drilled into her dick. "Change positions," she begged Momo. Momo got on the ground as Ochako started riding Momo's dick like a cowgirl.
The girls were entranced into the pleasure. Engaged in this forbidden act of pleasure of the same sex. Ochako tilted her head, embellished in the ecstasy. Her smile spread until she saw something distracting her. Momo felt Ochako's body losing grip. She, too, turned to see what distracted Ochako.
At the end of the bed, they saw an emerald-haired teenager putting on his clothes. He was silent. He didn't appear to be in a good mood. He sighed heavily as he reached to put on his tennis shoes.
Ochako was the one to break the silence.
"Where are you going, Izuku, baby," she asked calmly.
"Home," answered Izuku curtly. "Since you guys have forgotten about me again, why should I interrupt your happiness?"
Momo urged Ochako to step from her. She removed the strap-on and placed it on the floor. "Izuku, you know we wouldn't do anything to hurt you. If you wanted to join, then ask."
Izuku didn't turn. He kept looking forward. "And that's the thing, Momo. Why do I have to ask? You guys volunteer with each other each and every time. I come in whenever for convenience."
"That is not true," cried Momo. "You are more than welcome to join. We are good."
"You say it at the beginning and then it leads back to you guys again," said Izuku. "I am not some meat dildo for pleasure."
"Izuku, baby, you know it isn't true," said Ochako. "I am your girlfriend remember?"
Izuku paused for a moment. "Funny how you forget that so easily." He tied his final shoelace. He reached for his book bag and headed for the door. "Don't let me spoil your fun, girls. Enjoy yourselves. For I am not your toy at your convenience."
"Izuku, come back," cried Ochako.
"C'mon, let's talk about this," said Momo.
"Honestly, I am done with talking." He turned to Ochako. "And I think about done with other things. My fault for being in the way."
Izuku closed the bedroom door. He headed for the front door and left the residence.
He took the elevator down to the main floor. His mind felt empty. He really didn't have much to say. Just a sense of regret of getting involved with the girls. It didn't start like that. In the beginning, it was he and Ochako. Down the line, Momo developed an interest in Izuku. He and Ochako decided to try this triangle and instead, it was Ochako and Momo who began sharing more of the relationship, leaving Izuku in the backburner.
He exited the elevator, heading for the train station home. He should've known better as he thought to himself. Next, to the memories of his childhood friend, Katsuki, he remembered the feeling of being in second place.
A few days later….
It was a quiet Saturday afternoon at the Midoriya Residence. Izuku was sitting on the floor at the foot of his bed reading the latest manga, Assassination Classroom. Japan Public Radio would have been an option, but his mother was tinkering with the hot glue gun and the radio could only go to frequencies higher than 90 MHz. At least he could listen to quality jazz musicians such as Andrew Hill, Coltraine, Roy Ayers, and the like. A perfect quiet Saturday afternoon. A bag of cookies, a bottle of soda, jazz, and manga reading. A perfect quiet occasion.
There was a knock on the door. It was very firm. He looked at the door and without warning, his mother appeared. He stepped inside with a laundry basket in his hand.
"Here are some fresh towels," said his mother before placing them on the bed. "I even fold your clothes."
"Thanks," replied Izuku before lying back on his floor.
"Don't forget that we are going grocery shopping tomorrow. So leave me your list," said his mother.
Izuku nodded his head in agreement.
"Also, Momo and Ochako called again," said his mother.
Izuku raised his eyebrows. "They did?"
"Don't worry. I have explained that you had a stomach virus and didn't want to be bothered," said his mother. She relaxed her face before closing the door. She moved Izuku's comics from the chair before having a seat. "You know, sweetie. Although I don't condone your sexual lifestyle, I still think it is important to talk out your feelings. Especially if you are avoiding these girls."
Izuku lamented on the last couple of days of skipping school to avoid the girls. He wasn't accepting their calls. He didn't read their emails. He didn't get on social media. He shut himself off from the world.
"Mom," he said to his mother. "I don't know how to respond. I just don't like the feeling of being used."
"I don't think that, sweetheart," said his mother as she kissed his forehead. "Girls are a bit more complicated than you men." She stood up from the chair. "And that is why we are solving this today." She knocked on the door. It opened as Izuku saw Momo and Ochako entering the room. Momo and Ochako bowed at his mother. Each looked flushed, avoid eye contact with Izuku.
"Mom, what the hell," cried Izuku. "Did you call them?"
"Yes, dear. I did," answered his mother.
"I don't understand," said Izuku.
"You guys need to settle this out right now," said his mother. "I don't like seeing my son upset. And whatever you guys need to do to end this, please do. I am going to step out for a while. Do what you must to get this straighten out."
Izuku looked as his mother left the room, leaving him alone with Momo and Ochako.
To be continued….