The conclusion of "The Mysterious Reiko." Told in the POV of OOC Izuku! Enjoy!
You know my problem is? I am too trusting. I let my naivete and my meekness gain the best of me when interacting with others. My dad told me one day when he and I went to eat yakisoba at a nearby noodle stand. He told me to be careful who you talk to. Pay attention to their words, their tones, their body language. All of which contribute to how a person acts, thinks, desires. I think I didn't look deep into it as I preferred playing with my Gunpla and with my noodles. Well, Dad, it seems like your words got the best of me since I am currently caught in a bind. A rock and a hard place. Better yet, a bed and a hormonally challenged girl. I say it best without wanting to insult the poor girl.
As I lie in her bed, which smells of her days-old juices, I see her driving her vibrator into the depths of her cavern. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, driving and thrusting the vibrator like a piston engine. She must have a good brand as I heard diesel trucks with a sound of a good piston. She continued to play whatever hentai on the screen. I think it was Mother Knows Breast. Don't laugh. Katsuki has an extensive collection of hentai buried in the depths of his closet and among other things. I remember the nights in which he would make me watch hentai to the point where I can depict a woman's ejaculation, the sound of a man's ejaculation, and the prowess of what would lead to sex.
"Iku, iku," said the mysterious girl as she squirted for the fourth time. A trail was created with her juices, clear as the waters of Lake Minnetonka as it spread throughout the floor. She shrieked in pleasure, knowing that she had a mighty orgasm. She turned to the screen as she saw the boy still resisting his stepmother. She continued rubbing her folds, pressing firmly as she, too, wanted a taste of another man's dick.
She removed the vibrator from her pussy, which opened another floodgate. By the way, people, she took off my clothes with the exception of my undershirt. The whereabouts of my boxers? Reiko wiped the juices off her vibration with my recently purchased "Gundam Wing" boxers. Don't ask? Frankly, that Mobile Suit Gundam and the updated Gundam Wing are my favorites. Despite the hearsay of overtones, it is a damn good show. My mother watches the one with me with the characters Sei and his mother. She told me that their relationship reminded them of our relationship. Enough being off subject. You guys are still wondering why I am monologuing? Well, why not. Try something different. It is not often to see the POV from me anyway. So, back to Reiko. She inhaled my boxers as if it was a breath of fresh air. She put them on her desk as she prepared to stand up. Her legs were wobbling as she held onto the chair to keep her balance. Not bad for a girl who has spent nearly four hours masturbating. Seriously?! Is playing with yourself that good? I mean, I wack it as well but us guys have limits! Three, four max. Maybe five or six if we took a week off. I knew this girl has lost a good three to four pounds (one to two kilograms for those who uses the metric system). And probably by body fluid alone.
She hummed the tune of Greensleeves. Just a festive note for this ungodly occasion and on my birthday. She stood up as she stared at me as if she had captured a prized possession. I kept my composure so I wouldn't attract her attention. Yet again, what did she plan to do with me?
"Oh, precious Izuku," she said as she cradled her face. Her pupils turned heart-shaped and a smile that was similar to the Grinch. Knowing she had watched School Days, I knew that this was the turn in which I should be worried. "I have waited for this moment to finally have you in my possession. The many nights I have prayed to the living God to have you on your birthday." She clapped loudly into the room. "Sorry that this had to be this way but that is the only way I can show my love to you." She lowered her voice. "You have never really noticed me."
How could I not? I had shadows in my past - Katsuki, Dabi, Himiko, plenty of others, but you loomed over me like a man who didn't pay his shylocks or running from bill collectors. You have left me letters in my box each and every day. Every single word, every single line as you wanted to devote your love and affection to me. When that didn't work, you have come into my dorm. My room was spotless. My clothes were freshly laundered and ironed. Also, this! My private stash on my ero-manga and my hentai disappeared, leaving a note stating, "You don't need those filthy things to poison your beautiful mind, Izuku." I was highly aware of her presence. So much so that the only reason why I came to her dorm was that the classmates and I played the "not it" game and as always, I was last.
I know that I said it was a favor from Itsuka and it was true but it was strong convincing. And I know made another lie about not be particularly interested in hentai. I would like to call it the conceptual art of the anatomy, using images to depict two or more strangers using bodily expressions to express their interactions for each other.
"Now, you are here in my grasp, in my cusp." Her voice turned deep. "And I can make you mine." By this time, she was hovering over me. The smell of her intoxicating scent loomed over me. So powerful I think it can wake the dead. I snapped my eyes open. She clapped her hands. "Oh, darling. You are waking up. Oh, hello!"
I tried to move but couldn't. Honestly, I didn't gather the thought to move any of my limbs. She had such a Cheshire cat grin on her face. She sat on the bed as she rubbed my stomach. "I was afraid that if were to waken, then you would want to leave. And leaving brings trouble, no, no," she said playfully. "Don't worry, you are going to be fine. Vets have been using this for centuries."
I tried parting my mouth. I couldn't speak. I groaned but nothing more. She patted my stomach. "Oh, yeah, I did some other things to your body as well." She wavered her arms. "Don't worry, it's all healthy vitamins and minerals, it won't hurt you." She smiled. "Oh my God, you are so gorgeous that it isn't fair. Such charm, such beauty, and you are here. You are finally here. You make me feel as though that this is my birthday but this is your birthday." She bowed to me. "Happy Birthday, Izuku!" She playfully pouted. "I know you can't speak or move right now, darling. I just needed to do it. You see, darling, the medicine, that the vets use, put you to sleep and you were out for hours darling. Yes, you were," she said to me like an owner would do to a pet. "Then, the blue capsule would make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside so you wouldn't know what was going on. Then the red capsules would make your legs and arms not move for quite a while." She clicked her tongue. "I think the dosage was a bit too heavy. Yet again, that is what happens when you make your own special cocktail. Don't worry, love," she said to me with assurance. "I googled everything about this. It's healthy and you won't suffer brain damage. It is just that is what I needed to do to keep you. I mean borrow." She began to laugh. "Borrow you, darling. It is your birthday and I need you here so that I can give you a present."
I think my present right now was to let me go. And probably inform Nezu about this.
She crossed her legs. By this time, her scent was making me fall ill. "And I know what you are thinking, telling Nezu about this," she said as she waved her finger. "Deku, Deku, Deku, you are quite a charming but how would you feel if these pictures were on the black market?" She displayed her cell phone, it showed a gallery of pictures of her neck in grasp by mine. The next picture showed me put a belt around her neck. I knew that this wasn't me. She whistled. "How would that make Nezu feel? Your friends?" She lowered her eyes. "That shrew Ochako. In fact, anybody who wants you!" She put her phone away. "Blink once if you want to comply. Blink twice if you want to send these pictures right now?"
I blinked once.
"Good! Good to see you have it my way, I-zu-ku," she said alluringly as she cradled to my dick. She walked where she had her hands on my legs. She rubbed my skin tenderly with her well-manicured fingers. She did it delicately as if a lover does to another. She paused, stopping when her head was just above my dick. I held my breath, wondering if she was really about to do what I thought she was.
"I see you are frothing," she was talking to my penis. She lightly pinched my phallus. I squirmed, but I couldn't do anything. "Allow me to take care of the birthday boy."
I began to groan, knowing that this wasn't what I wanted to happen. She must have been a mind reader as she looked back at me. "Nothing's wrong with showing my love and devotion, sweetness," she told me as she continued to play with my dick. "You are helping Reiko what you are supposed to do. Reiko is giving you your present, Izuku. Itadakimasu." I kept quiet. The confusion of the situation and seeing my classmate rubbing my dick with her cheek was something I never or didn't want to experience. Her of all people
She stroked lightly, using her spare hand to fondle my testicles. She gave a slight lick before returning to playing with my dick. "You have produced plenty of your special dessert. You are just as eager to give Reiko your frosting." I winced as my dick entered her mouth. She thrust up and down, making bobbing noises. She nibbled on my phallus while licking my peehole. I felt the moist, hot saliva sliding down my dick. I felt a burst of energy coming from my testicles.
"It's okay, Izuku," she said in between strokes. "Let your freshly squeezed milk come out. It will feel good. You are filling Reiko with love."
She returned to my dick as she bobbed faster and faster. "Look at me, Izuku," she said. "Look at me as you blow out the candles."
I protested. I moaned. I was in anguish. Amidst the confusion, pleasure seeped in and as I shivered, I felt the warm sensation emptying from my testicles and into Reiko's mouth. She put her finger around my dick, welcoming the cum into her mouth. She stroked at each spurt until the pleasure ceased. She rose from my dick, opening her mouth to display my semen. She swished my semen in her mouth, then showing how it was flowing. "Your cake frosting is delicious. Savory and very tasty," she managed to say before swallowing my contents. She rubbed her stomach, grinning with each stroke of her hand. "Thanks for the dessert."
I felt my dick throbbing as it continued to release sperm like an active volcano out of Krakatoa. Honestly, besides my own hand, I have never felt this most embarrassing, most shocking, most forbidden pleasure in my life. God, I felt like a deviant. Knowing that this was wrong and my hormones were overriding my feelings.
"Now onward to the present," she said as she began gyrating her hips. "The greatest gift that you will ever receive from a woman, my darling - my first time!" She developed such a psychotic grin that it was beautifully, hauntingly damning. "We are going to create a special, yummy creampie!" She positioned herself on top of me. "And you won't find in the grocery aisle. It also needs a special kind of oven to make."
This girl had to be crazy. As much I want to say no, my dick was in full mast. It was like it was telling me, 'you can't tell me what to do!'
"You must think that I am crazy, Izuku. I am! Reiko is crazy for your love, Izuku. I am! The things I will do to make you notice me. And now I will make sure that you won't ever forget it!" My dick entered her womb. She thrust herself to ensure that I was entering her special place. "There, there. Reiko is here. I won't leave you. I won't forsake you. I will stand by your side forever, baby. I love you Izuku."
I saw tears flowing down her eyes. "I am actually crying," she said. "To think I've waited this long."
I felt my dick tightening and hardening, going deeper into the womb. I saw the eyes of Reiko rolling back. Her breath became heavier, inciting her to give me a kiss. I tasted her, along with the contents of my semen and her saliva. She pried my tongue, making me swallow. Each kiss she gave me, the sweeter it was.
"I can feel you getting harder. I knew you would like this," she told me. "Fill me up, Izuku. Enjoy your present, Deku!"
I crackled as I released my sperm inside of her vagina. The heaviness of her body, the stickiness of their contents was getting to the best of me. I panted loudly as I continued spurting inside of my classmate."
"Thanks for the meal." My mother rubbed her stomach. "You made Reiko really happy. I hope that you enjoyed your gift."
Sometime later….
Eventually, the feelings returned to my body. I didn't say anything much as I lied on her lap. At least she had the decency to take a shower afterward. Well, we shared a shower. By this time, this yandere became a kuudere.
"Please forgive me, Izuku," she told me as she petted me. "I can't help how I feel about you. You don't know what it is like to hold back. I can't help it."
"It's okay, Reiko," I told her as she continued stroking my hair. In a way, it did feel nice.
"So, you are not going to tell the others what happened," she asked me.
"As long as you don't release those pictures to Nezu, then we are even," I replied back to her.
"Izuku?"
"Yeah?"
"I heard that you had a love letter sent to you."
"How would you...nevermind. What about it?"
"Just curious is all. I won't get mad."
"It wasn't a love letter but more so of being a victim of the penalty game."
"What?"
I turn on my back to face Reiko. "I knew right away that it was the boys that were trying to set me up. Denki's weak taste in fragrances set it off. Plus, when opening the locker, giggles were around my surroundings. They really gave themselves away."
"Really," she said surprisingly. "I mean that's good. It means I might have a chance."
"Tone it down with your craziness and maybe Reiko."
"Really?"
"Thanks to my perilous childhood, I'd try anything once."
"Thanks!"
"Don't mention it." I really mean it. Don't mention it again. Whatever I can to not let her go yandere again.
"Are you going to go meet the others. Don't you have a party," asked Reiko.
"It won't be until tomorrow," I said to her. "I will stay with you just for tonight. Okay?"
"Thank you, Izuku. You are sweet," she said.
"Heard that plenty of times after today," I said under my breath. "You're welcome, Reiko. You are very welcome."
She didn't do anything else to me that evening. We shared the same bed as she kissed me good night. I made one final comment before going to sleep. "If you want, you can come to the party." She grabbed me instantly and surrounded me with kisses. And let's say a Round two as well.
A few days later….
I told the guys that I would catch up with them later to play video games with them. Eijiro just bought NBA 2K19 and Katsuki believes that he can beat me by being LA Clippers and I can be the Memphis Grizzlies. We bet on it and I was going to be ready to win this. However, I needed to make a special trip before heading to Katsuki's dorm.
I went to a nearby diner from the school where I met Reiko Yanagi. She was in all smiles. She was still in her school uniform. And at least she was smelling decent. Upon having a seat, she slid an envelope. She told me to open it. I did. I shut my eyes and took deep, strong breaths. Strong, strong breaths. I needed time to think (approximately 388,800 minutes worth).
"I hope you enjoy your belated present. It is going to require lots and lots of love," she said energetically.
The letter came from the health clinic. I can recognize Recovery Girl's signature.
"Do you love it," she asked me with glowing eyes.
"I'm positive that I don't have a choice," I said awkwardly.
"Treat us well, darling," she said to me in a sing-song.
The Mysterious Reiko she was and the Mysterious Reiko she is to remain.
"Don't get cold feet, darling," she said playfully as she flicked my nose. "Now, let's find something to eat. Care for a Boston Cream pie?"
The Mysterious Reiko she was and the Mysterious Reiko she is to remain!
The End!