MHA - Mirko & Ryuko Workout

Summary: Jack Skull is not a man that loses with his head down. No, with his Quirk, he decides to get back at Mirko. To start, he fucks Ryuko, the Dragon Hero, and teaches her what it means to please a man. After that, it was time to break Mirko. 

Themes: Intense Sex, Long Sex, Blowjob, Doggy Style, Missionary (Patreon), Creampie, Cumming on Tits (Patreon), Standing and Fucking (Patreon), Gifs (Patreon)

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Jack's eyes opened.

"Fuck…"

So much sex, so many creampies…

Once, while watching Mirko beat a villain, the camera panned to her ass and Jack said, "I want to shoot so much cum inside Mirko that my nuts hurt."

"Fucking hell, forget my balls, my hips hurt too."

Jack groaned and sat up, stirring awake as the remnants of their explosive encounter faded. His first thought upon regaining consciousness was a dull, aching emptiness in his loins – proof enough of Mirko's decisive victory the night prior.

"She actually wrung me dry…"

He lost. Jack Skull lost. By attempting to fuck her via physical prowess alone, he was overwhelmed. The Pro Hero that was known specifically for her physical strength and speed and he thought he could beat her. Jack, a normal albeit above average male with a non-physical oriented Quirk.

Was he humbled by his loss? Was he ashamed?

He smirked. "No fucking away. I still got to hit. I still got to see that ass clap. Not to mention…I still haven't gone all-out myself." 

He swung his legs off the bed and gazed down at the telltale signs of his thorough pounding: dried semen clinging to his thighs, the lingering scent of sex heavy in the air. But of his conqueror, there was no sign.

"Ha. If she had been some one and done whore, if she hadn't at least pushed me to my limits, then she wouldn't be worth conquering." 

There was only beauty in breaking a woman if there was power in her. 

He pushed himself to his feet and began stretching. Jack started with a series of slow, deliberate neck stretches, tilting his head side to side before rolling his chin against his shoulder blades. As he loosened up, his gaze drifted downwards to his own body, specifically his substantial, now flaccid cock. The seven inches of slack, white flesh swung pendulously during nude exercises.

So what? He was hung and he had yet to give it everything he had. While drained and appearing slightly weak, it was no doubt the biggest cock in this rich ass building. 

Jack started his morning stretches, arching his back and reaching for the ceiling. Then he sat down and did a simple hamstring stretch, leaning forward and grabbing his ankles while keeping his knees straight. The angle allowed his flaccid eight-inch member and scrotum to lay flat on the floor.

Next, Jack switched to lunges, stepping one foot forward and lowering his body until his back knee nearly touched the ground. 

Finally, Jack lay on his back, bringing both knees to his chest in a full sit-up.

Blood flowed through him again. Ten, twenty, thirty, forty. He did fifty sit-ups before calling it quits. Standing up, his flaccid cock swung and twitched. His hips had corrected themselves too. 

All he needed now was some food.

Jack made his way to the kitchen, his attention drawn to the evidence of last night's festivities scattered across the living room – empty condom packets, spent lube, and Mirko's top. 

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! 

His heavy white cock slapped between his thighs. A smirk played on his lips as he recalled the uninhibited passion of their encounter, the way her pussy clenched around his cock in ecstasy.

Ignoring the remnants of their debauchery, Jack opened the refrigerator and peered inside, surveying the array of ingredients and leftovers Mirko's staff typically stocked for her. His stomach growled, reminding him that he had worked up quite an appetite during the night's festivities. 

Above the fridge, he spotted several containers. "Ah, nice. Some creatine." 

He didn't often use creatine, but considering last night, he thought he might as well use it since it was available. Adding the powder to a glass of water, he downed the supplement down and went back to searching for food. 

"That bitch didn't even leave a note."

Not that Jack minded; he enjoyed having the place to himself for a bit. The penthouse was truly something else—spacious, luxurious, and exuding the kind of wealth and power that few could claim. Jack appreciated the finer things in life, and Mirko's place was certainly among the finest he had ever seen.

So he decided to eat cereal, getting a bowl and pouring the milk before the cereal.

Jack plopped comfortably on the large sectional couch in the living room, completely nude, his lean, muscular form on full display. He turned on the television and casually ate the bowl of cereal. Objectively speaking, Jack's body was a masterpiece of athleticism, every muscle defined and toned from years of rigorous training.

Then there was his cock, a blessing he was born with. A blessing that would soon break that slutty Rabbit Hero to the end of time.

As he took another bite of cereal, the elevator at the far end of the living room chimed softly. Jack barely glanced over, assuming it was Mirko returning. But when the doors slid open, it wasn't the fierce Rabbit Hero who stepped out.

Instead, a five-foot-five blonde with golden eyes walked through the elevator doors. The high-collared, form-fitting maroon dress hugged her curves and accentuated her hourglass figure. The dress featured a slit up the side, giving a tantalizing glimpse of her long, toned legs and her thigh-high black boots.

No. Fucking. Way. 

Jack's cock twitched.

It was Ryuko Tatsuma, also known as the Dragon Hero: Ryukyu. She was ranked number ten and known for her ability to transform into a powerful dragon. But at this moment, she seemed a bit out of her element as she stepped into the penthouse, her eyes searching the space for someone.

"Rumi? Are you here?" Ryuko called out. "Mirko?"

When her gaze finally landed on Jack, sitting casually on the couch in all his naked glory, she froze, her eyes widening in shock. Her cheeks immediately flushed a deep shade of red and she stumbled back. 

"Wh-who… who are you?" Ryuko stammered, her voice catching in her throat as she struggled to maintain her composure. She was clearly flustered, her eyes darting everywhere but directly at Jack, as if unsure of where to look.

Jack raised a brow.

'Oh?' 

On television, she came off as a tsundere. The type to be kind and gentle and to blush easily from compliments. He thought that was an act, a ploy to get more money and merchandise.

'I guess television reflects reality more than I thought.'

Jack, ever the confident one, smirked and set his bowl of cereal aside as he leaned back against the couch, completely unfazed by the situation. He let his gaze sweep over Ryuko, appreciating the way her shoulderless red qipao clung to her curves. She was beautiful—stunning, even—and the way she was blushing only added to her appeal.

"Name's Jack Skull," he said casually. "I'm a friend of Mirko's."

Ryuko's eyes flicked back to him, her blush deepening as she finally met his gaze. Not the cock, not the cock, notthecock—

"I-I see… Um, I didn't mean to intrude… I was just looking for Rumi…" Ryuko trailed off. Her gaze flicked over the scene before her, taking in the unexpected sight of a nude man sprawled on the couch, his massive cock laid against his thigh.

Her blush grew and she looked away. Her thoughts were as open as her bare thighs. 'Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god—!' 

Jack chuckled softly, his smirk widening. "No need to apologize. You're not intruding." 

Ryuko whimpered. 

What a bad bitch. No way he was going to pass this up.

Thwap! 

He stood up, dick slapping against his thigh, and Ryuko gulped. Her eyes flicked and stayed. This man was fucking hung. Hung like a horse. Hung like…like…

"Oh, she's out on a mission," Jack replied casually. "Probably won't be back 'til tonight or tomorrow."

In reality, he had no fucking clue. He assumed he was correct though. Ryuko was a stone statue, unable to move, unable to tear her eyes away from that fat cock. Her breathing grew heavy with each wet thwap. Her legs squeezed, her pussy gushing together.

This wasn't like her? No, this was exactly like her. Humble to the point of denying a rank-down, Ryuko cared for little other than to please others. She saw talent and heroship as very important attributes.

What she saw in front of her was the greatest male talent she had ever seen.

See, because she was so humble, she tended to avoid men and uplift women. Faced with a specimen like Jack Skull, her primal instincts were creeping up. Dragons were known to be greedy, horny creatures. Not to the same extent as rabbits but still leagues above an ordinary human.

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! 

In three long strides, Jack stood one inch away from her. Ryuko was taller than Mirko by a couple inches. 

"U-u-um…"

Up close, Jack can see the softness in her golden eyes. Her lips, slightly parted, and her face turned elsewhere. This close, she couldn't look at his cock. She couldn't! It was wrong! 

With a finger, he lifted her face to look directly into his eyes. 

Ryuko shivered and her back arched, leaning into his touch, wanting to kiss him.

But she couldn't. Somehow, there was something stopping her. Her own sense of willpower, it seemed. She knew better than to fuck a stranger, than to give in to her dragon instincts. 

"Such a good girl, aren't you?" Women tended to throw themselves at Jack, after all. But it seemed he was finding exception after exception. First Mirko, now her. 

"You must be curious," Jack said. "Why am I here? Why is this hung stud in Mirko's penthouse?"

Ryuko suppressed a shudder as his finger trailed her cheek. "T-that's…"

"You know why." He leaned in, his hand slipping around her waist, his lips near her ear. "I fucked her senseless. I fucked her raw."

Ryuko jerked back and broke away from his arm. "T-that's…" Then her eyes flicked down to his hung cock and she melted all over again. "You…Mirko…Rumi…"

"Dragons, rabbits…" Jack put a hand on his hip. "The fact that you hang out with such a horny slut like Mirko means…ha, you have the same issue that she does!"

Ryuko couldn't have turned redder and somehow did. "N-no, that's…!"

"It's not a bad thing, you know. Whether it's a rabbit or a cat, reports of Quirks of an animal nature causing men and women to go into heat is normal. Very, very normal." Jack tried again, stepping close and wrapping an arm around her waist. This time, she leaned in and looked up at him, listening. "It's my job to help with such things. No bullshit, full satisfaction, and…" 

Jack's cock tapped at her thigh.

"Free on the first fuck."

Free on the first try…

A way to get rid of her innate horniness..

An aspect of herself she could not reject, not when such a fine specimen lay in front of her…

Ryuko swallowed thickly and then—

"Mmmh!"

She did something she never thought she would ever do: kiss a man. Kiss him hard and furiously. Kiss him while her hands went up to his bare back and her knee went to touch that fat schlong of his. 

Ryuko, the Dragon Hero. Ryuko, with chin-length blonde hair swept back with a headband, a long fringe over the right side of her face, covering her eye, and golden slitted pupils. A glorious woman with an hourglass figure that appealed to the masses.

She was not Midnight who was intentionally rated R or Mirko who wore a fucking leotard. This lady was somewhat modest. Her qipao was purposely slutty, she was just that hot. An amateur that didn't recognize her own looks. 

"Haah…haahh…" Very quickly, the amateur had to break the kiss, needing to catch her breath. His cock tapped at her thigh again. A switch flipped in her and she after another deep kiss. Tongue lashing, tongue desperately wanting to taste him, and loving it as she moaned. 

Saliva connected them as the kiss broke. Down her thigh were trails of her pussy juices. She had worn panties and had already soaked them senseless. 

"Mmm, look at you go," Jack murmured after breaking the kiss. "You're like Mirko, aren't you? Your have superhuman strength and stamina."

She gulped and wiped away the saliva off her lips, embarrassed. "Y-yes, I can…it's what I…"

"Don't worry." Jack went ahead and wiped the saliva off her lips himself. The intimate gesture gave Ryuko pause and she stared up at his eyes, infatuated. Jack smirked, seeing the hearts form in her pupils.

'I haven't even used my Quirk yet. Ha.' 

"If we're talking raw physicals, you and Mirko are my better. In her case, she's faster and stronger and hungrier. Act like a rabbit, fuck like a rabbit. Wanna know how many times I nutted last night?" His thumb brushed up and down her lips. "Ninety-two times. We didn't sleep; we drank water and fucked like animals in heat."

His thumb slipped inside her lips and she politely sucked on it. Like his personal amateur slut. Ha. 

"I wasn't able to use my Quirk because she jumped me. I admit, that was my mistake."

His blue eyes shifted green.

"Never again."

In that moment of physical and eye contact, Ryuko felt a warmth spreading through her body. A flush crept up her neck and coloured her cheeks pink. Her breath quickened just a little, pupils dilating slightly.

"Mmnnh…" Ryuko let out a soft sigh, almost like a moan. She sucked on his thumb harder as if practicing with a real cock. The movement in her tongue was impressive. 

Then, removing the thumb, saliva followed. So much so that Ryuko chased after it and lapped it back inside her. "Haaah…haahh…" Her legs were shaking and her hands went over to the front of her dress—where her pussy was hidden, pulsing and drenched. "I…I want…"

"Oh? I didn't even say anything."

Ryuko whimpered and tilted her head down. "Cock…cock…give me…" A whimper interrupted her. It almost looked like she was about to orgasm simply by looking. "I want…"

His cock tapped at her thigh.

Jack's Quirk—Phermones.

Up until now, he had not used it primarily because of its pesky conditions. There were four primary conditions to his Quirk: one, he required physical contact; two, he required eye contact; three, the manipulated emotion had to already be heightened; and four, Jack had to be nude. See, that last part was a self-made condition because otherwise his pheromones would melt otherwise.

Additionally, the effects required years of understanding medicine and science. There was intense fear, happiness, depression, and sexual arousal, and they were each lengthy affairs to use in of themselves. 

Jack only had three specific effects perfected: the truth pheromone, the horny pheromone…

"Oh my gosh~!"

…and the orgasm pheromone.

Ryuko dropped to her knees, gasping and clutching onto her dress, trying not to wet herself and failing miserably. "Mmmmm~! Nnngggh~!"

And, to Jack's surprise, one orgasm led to another. Soon enough, the floor became a mess. Her panties hardly did anything. Jack smirked. With a small dick tap, Dragoon Hero: Ryukyu turned into a helpless amateur slut. 

Cooling herself down, gasping for air, she looked up—and saw a fat eight inch flaccid cock raring to go. In that moment of heightened senses, she couldn't breath. The smell. The pure masculine musk of dominance.

Jack needed no pheromone.

"Is mine the biggest you've seen."

"Y-yes…by far."

He smirked. Slowly, his cock began to rise up. "Boyfriend?"

"N-no…"

Ryuko's jaw dropped the further along his cock grew. The more it twitched and fought gravity, heaving higher and higher. So many inches were added. So much cock that it boggled the mind. 

His schlong dragged along her throat, lips, nose, forehead and then—thwack! Landed on her face. Jack Skull's twelve inch cock stretched past her head. One eye was covered by her bangs and the other by his meat. 

It throbbed one last time, hardening, and then lifted itself an inch from her face. Jack disliked using his pheromones. He hated not receiving consent before plowing a woman.

Here, with his cock not touching her, with her eyes covered, he asked, "Be sure to lick my nutsack nice and slow."

Ryuko did just that. 

Ryuko extended her long, dragon tongue to explore the delicate, intricately etched flesh covering Jack's prized testicles. She went bottom to top in one fell swoop, the long, slender tongue feeling pleasantly rough. 

"L-like this…?"

Ooh, not to mention it was very wet. Must be a dragon thing. Jack smirked. 

"Yes, that's it…"

With renewed enthusiasm, Ryuko dived deeper, her tongue swirling and caressing the sensitive left testicle. She went up, up, up, nearing the base of his cock, then back down. She circled around his testicle as she journeyed down and then suckled gently on the loose skin.

Her tongue glided back up and Ryuko lavished attention on each individual testicle. Jack drew in a breath. Unlike Mirko who was horny and eager, this woman was patient and reverent.

'A virgin with a talented tongue.' 

By sheer coincidence, or perhaps instinct, she teased the frenulum connecting them, tracing the ridges and valleys with meticulous care. Her saliva lubricates the path, allowing her to glide effortlessly along the velvety texture. 

Leaning in deeper, Ryuko lavished devoted attention upon the pouch, swirling her skilled tongue around the tender, egg-sized orbs and then in zig-zags. As they hang invitingly above, she suckled gently on one plump nut. 

"Such a good girl. A man's sack is very important, see."

"Okyysh~!"

From hero to sucking on a scrotum shamelessly.

From a dragon to a quivering little slut.

Murmuring and gasping delightfully, the blonde hero alternated between lashing the sensitive skin with teasing flicks and nursing each swollen testicle.

"Fuuuck," Jack swore out loud and Ryuko flinched, her lips parting from his ballsack. He stared down at the woman, smirking."You're incredible, you know that? How about we just get straight to the point and fuck?"

"T-that's…"

A huge cock worth over twelve inches when it was fully excited. Ryuko's lips trembled, struggling to speak. "C-c…"

"Hm?"

"C-condom," Ryuko stammered. "Condom. Wear…a condom." 

"A condom, hm?" The little blonde bitch couldn't meet his gaze. He smirked, got up, and went over to the kitchen area. There, in the top drawer, were XXXL sized condoms. The biggest of the biggest. Mirko had all sorts of condoms in the drawer, from XXXS to XL. But for Jack, only the biggest would fit. 

He returned and plopped back down on the sofa. Ryuko, the nervous wreck she was, was seated in her red qipao and glad to see the single condom he had brought.

Not knowing that they were going to need a lot more than one. 

He unwrapped the condom and pulled it down his giant cock. Despite being the biggest of the biggest, the material still struggled to cage his cock. His girth was obscene, easily triple that of an average male's. The colour shifted slightly, somehow even whiter than before.

While he did that…

"Mmm…"

Ryuko lay flat on the couch, head on the armrest and her booty cheeks waiting for his hands to lift her qipao and spread her. Jack smirked and flicked the qipao over and then spread those delicious buns to reveal her moist cunt. He lined his pale, condom-wrapped cock up to her cunt.

Thrust!

No sound. No noise. Nothing other than the squelching sound of her cunt wrapping around his huge member. 

Ryuko came upon the entrypoint. Her lips opened, her eyes widened, and everything seemed to go white.

He had only inserted five inches. Ha.

He waited. He waited, he waited, until her nails were ripping up the sofa. She was muffling her gasp, face smashed into the arm rest. 

"A virgin dragon pussy! Damn, you're much tighter than Mirko!"

Thrust!

Another five inches!

A chain of orgasms struck her this time. Not just one, but three, rocking her body, making it jump and jerk up from the sofa. Jack laughed and pulled her back by her hair.

"Aren't you a hero? Should you really be cumming this much?"

"Haaaaah~! I'm cummiiiiing~! Cumming, cummiiiing, cummiiiing~! I don't wanna cum this muuuuch—!"

There it was. Her voice, no longer muffled, was revelling in the sensation. Jack reeled back, listening to her gasp and whimper, then slowly went back inside.

Inch…

"Nggggghhhh~!"

…by inch…

"Cummiiinnng~!"

…by inch.

This virgin didn't stand a chance.

As each throbbing inch of Jack's gigantic member breached her tight depths, Ryuko's vocalizations shifted to sharp intakes of breath, followed by quiet moans. "Hnnnghh~! Oh gooood~!"

She was a prideful woman! A hero!

CLAP—!

Until a cock was finally balls-deep inside her. Then fuck that pride, she wanted to smile and cum and have all the fun in the world. All of a sudden, she was smiling. Grinning even. Then, realizing her own state, she hid her expression in the armrest.

"What a shy little slut," Jack remarked, releasing her hair. "It's different from Mirko. I like that."

A shiver ran down her spine when the head of his engorged cock kissed her cervix without trying, without moving, sending sparks of electric pleasure throughout her core. 

"Nnggg... S-so deep~! I-I can't handle—ngggghhh~! Cummiiiiiing~!"

Slam! 

One more thrust! Seven more orgasms. Ryuko arched her back, throwing her head back in ecstasy when the final portion of Jack's monumental endowment claimed its place within her womb. "M-mmmmhhhhh~! N-noooooo~!"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Twelve inches of cock on a man who knew what he was doing; who extracted his cock slowly, then bam! Went all the way in. Gasps, moans, and orgasms were to be expected. Jack was on another level.

For this to be a woman's first experience was cataclysmic. Drool was spilling over the armrest. Ryuko couldn't handle it.

"Ohhhh gosh~! S-so bigggg…! Mmmmff!"

Whenever Jack bottomed out, filling her utterly, Ryuko let out a shuddering groan and her head threw itself back. Her entire being quivered around the vast intrusion, around this big fat white cock. Ryuko lay there, panting heavily, her face flushed beet-red as she tried to process the overwhelming fullness.

As if Jack would allow that.

"Here it comes!"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Ryuko hardly knew why or how she was here. Jack's dominant hands gripping her hips as he assumes control, fucking her relentlessly. Each powerful thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over her sensitive nerves, threatening to dissolve her fragile mental state.

"Aaahn…! T-thank youuu~!" Ryuko cried out, the words barely coherent amidst the crescendo of sensations consuming her. "Shhooo gooood~!" 

Lost in the haze of passion, Ryuko crumbled further with each punishing stroke, until finally, she collapsed, completely overcome.

"Oh, oh, ooohh~! Oh god, Jack…! S-so full…! Shhooo full~! T-too muuuuuch~!" She kept alternating between muffles and moans. He pistoned in and out of her, in and out—

Then stopped.

"Is it really too much?" he asked teasingly. 

She breathed. She exhaled. His fists were to the side of her hips, his focus on her booty cheeks and now her face. She turned her head over, sweating. Her eyes melted and she begged, "N-no, please d-don't stop…!"

He smiled. "I'm glad."

He got back to thrusting.

"Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh~!" Nails were ripping up the sofa again. This dragon minx couldn't handle it. "Shooo good~! Shooo good~!" 

In this vulnerable state, any whisper of Ryuko's heroic pride melted away, replaced by a bashful, submissive expression as she surrendered to Jack's cock. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

"I-I can't believe…" CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!" …how muuuuch I need this…! "

Pinned beneath Jack's dominating weight, Ryuko let out a helpless whimper as he slammed into her again and again. Her insides couldn't withstand the relentless assault of his monstrous cock. "N-nnooo…! I-okay~! Okaaay~!~ S-stop…! Ahhnnn..! Too much…! Your COCK is too muuuchh~!"

But Jack paid no heed. He knew what she really wanted. His lust-fueled brutality intensified as he grabbed Ryuko's waist and lifted her up. Legs bouncing, pussy out presented to the world, he fucked her harder. Held aloft by his iron grip, she felt exposed and vulnerable and went crimson red. 

She was so shy, so cute and so innocent. Ha, this woman was no whore! She was too cute for that.

"How about a kiss?"

While bouncing on his dick, while her legs bounced, while she moaned, Jack's suggestion earned a moan. Grabbing her chin, he turned her over and, despite blushing red, she initiated the kiss herself.

"M-more…!" The kiss ended and even though she didn't move, he could feel her pussy tighten. She wanted more. "I…I c-can't... take... anymore…!" Her protests devolve into choked moans, each desperate plea swallowed by the slick sound of skin meeting skin.

Ryuko's flushed face turned back, hair Jack's shoulder, her breath coming in ragged pants as the world narrowed to the searing pleasure coursing through her womb.

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! 

This intoxicating abyss of carnal bliss. 

This cock.

Ryuko dissolved into sweet, broken murmurs as Jack masterfully fucked her into a frenzy. Before, it was in a prone-bone position. Now, it was while standing. "Y-yessssh~! J-just l-like that…! M-more…! Pleeeassse~!"

Each deliberate thrust of his titanic cock draws forth agonized gasps and needy whimpers from her trembling lips. The tension coiled tighter within her core until she was a writhing mass of supple limbs and quaking muscle. 

No longer speaking, only tightening.

No longer moving properly but merely having her tits bounce. 

He wished he had a mirror, he wanted to see those tits heave.

"I'm gonna cum!" Jack exclaimed. "Good thing for that condom, huh!?"

"Oh god, Jack…! I'm... gonna…! Ahhnnggghhh~!"

Tossing her head from side to side, Ryuko's own pleasure built to a fever pitch. Sensing Jack's impending climax, Ryuko's inner muscles spasm reflexively, attempting to milk his pulsing length for every drop of release. 

Jack's balls had already drawn up tight, churning with a torrential load ready to burst free. With a guttural roar, Jack slammed home one final time, his mammoth cock throbbing violently as it unleashed a veritable flood of semen deep within Ryuko's clutching womb.

The condom? That measly thing? It ripped. 

"Fuuuuckkkk yes! Take it all, you greedy dragon slut!"

Jack's cock spasmed and pulsed, erupting and cumming inside her with fierce abandon. Ryuko's pussy walls rippled and squeezed, greedily milking every last drop of his potent seed.

Ryuko lay there in his arms, legs going limp, eyes rolled back, and smiling.

When Jack's swollen cock slipped free, a gush of copious cream spilled from Ryuko's over-stretched opening. She was gasping for breath despite having already fainted. 

"Ahhh…" Jack sighed. "Holy fuuucck... so much. Now that's what I call emptying your balls."

He lowered her and placed her down in the same position as before. This time, her legs were spread, giving her cum that much needed freedom. His seed spilled over to the side of the sofa. 

Jack loved it. He loved his own cum and the way it had tainted her womb. Ryuko's ravaged cunt gaped open, slickened walls struggling to contain the sheer volume pouring in.

Smack! 

Flinching slightly at the resounding slap to her ass cheek, Ryuko's eyes widened as she turned her head over her shoulder toward Jack's expectant gaze, his enormous member still fully erect. The condom was ripped from tip to base, giving his cock that beige tint again. 

"U-um…?" Ryuko was speechless. A flush crept up her neck at the knowledge that she secretly craved another round.

"You can go another round, can't you?"

"I…" Ryuko gulped. "Y-yes, I'm a hero, I…I've trained for this."

Had she?

Could hours of training against All Might compare to a massive twelve inch cock?

The answer was—

"CUMMMIIING~! CUMMIIINNG~! I CAAAN'T~! I CAN'T KEEP UUUUPPP~!"

Four hours later, she was upside down. Her throat was on a pillow, her face was on the floor, her boobs were heaving, her pussy was getting railed by his huge cock, and her feet was hooked to the couch. Jack's arms were planted on the floor to the sides of her head which she desperately clung onto with her hands.

Her tongue lolled out, screaming and moaning and loving it. 

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

"Mmmmpppph~! NGGGGGHHHH~! LOOOVEE ITTT~! I LOVE COOCK~!"

Shy? Well, after so much cock, that shyness was bound to disappear. 

****

After another four hours of nonstop debauchery, Ryuko lay spent and limp atop the rumpled sheets of Mirko's couch.

The rosy tint of her cheeks had deepened to a crimson hue. Ryuko's athletic physique bore visible evidence of their marathon lovemaking session — the pronounced swell of her ample breasts, heaving with each laboured breath, and the pronounced curve of her booty, evidence of how he pounded her brains out.

"Jack...Jack...nnngmmm....so...good...." 

Between her parted thighs, a telltale river of gooey cum flowed from her thoroughly ravaged cunt. While Ryuko languished in post-coital bliss, lost in a haze of sexual exhaustion, Jack sat elsewhere. Not on the couch but far, far behind her, sitting on the edge of Mirko's chambers. His arms went high up in the air, stretching.

"That was a good warm up," Jack told himself. He kicked away the empty water bottle near his feet. "Good to see my Quirk is still usable."

His colossal cock hung majestically between his legs. But before he could get up…

"Well, well, well, look who's still here."

Mirko arrived. Not by the elevator, mind you, but through the outside glass door. She climbed the entire building just to return to her penthouse. She walked with the same confident she always carried herself in.

Jack smirked. "You're in costume. Perfect."

Her caramel skin contrasted against the stark white of her long, flowing and her long, pointed rabbit ears that shot upward with unyielding energy. Her eyes were sharp and fierce, with a wild glint full of the ferocity lurking beneath her confident smirk.

But what made this ebony slut stand out was the leotard she wore. A white skin-tight hero suit that accentuated her athletic physique—defined abs, toned legs, and powerful arms, each perfectly sculpted through years of battle-hardened training. The sleek white and purple costume hugged her figure, exposing her strong, bare arms and shoulders, while the high boots and gloves enhanced the streamlined look.

That was to say—Jack's cock leapt back up into an erection. All twelve inches returned. 

Mirko marched up to him, smirking.

"Ha, do you really think you can beat me!? You've been fucking for as long as I've been fighting. I'd rather not give your balls that handicap."

Jack's cock twitched in response. Mirko put a hand on her bunny ear. 

"Hard and pent up, aren't ya~?"

"Getting cold feet?" 

Standing tall and proud, his white cock was pointed up and toward Mirko. It was taunting the woman. 

"As if. I love feeling a big full pent up sack, then I know I have my work cut out for me."

Mirko knelt before Jack, her red eyes locked onto his throbbing cock. She wrapped her fingers around the base. With a sultry grin, she pointed it down and leaned forward, her warm breath wafting over the sensitive head before she engulfed him in the wet heat of her mouth.

Her tongue swirled around the tip, coaxing out a bead of precum that she savored before taking him deeper. Then she took him back to the front of her mouth, the velvety texture of her inner cheeks massaging his shaft as she bobbed her head in a steady rhythm. Her tongue did some teasing work on his glans and he clenched his fist, sighing in relief.

Sensing his relaxation, she took him allll the way down. Seven, eight, nine, ten inches. 

"Mmmphh~!" Mirko hummed around his length, the vibrations traveling up his spine and sending jolts of pleasure through his body.

Her hands wrapped around his thick shaft while her lips closed around the engorged head of his cock. She began to pump her fist up and down his length in a tight, rapid rhythm, milking the veiny meat with each stroke. She purred around the sensitive crown, her tongue flicking out to lap at the precum drooling from the tiny slit.

Increasing her pace, Mirko sucked harder on the cockhead, her cheeks hollowing as she drew more and more of Jack's substantial girth into her throat. Enough to touch her throat but not enough to choke it.

As Jack's body grew more urgent, Mirko redoubled her efforts, her hands jerking him from the base while her mouth worked the swollen head. "Yesshhh, gvshhhk shhh meee!" 

With a guttural groan, Jack's massive balls drew up tight against his body, signaling his imminent climax. Mirko's throat constricted around him. Mirko's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the first blast of Jack's thick, sticky cum hit the back of her throat. She gulped desperately, trying to swallow around the onslaught, but it proved impossible to keep up with the sheer volume.

Rivulets spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin as she continued to milk Jack's erupting cock. Her hands remained steadfast on his pulsing shaft, coaxing out every last drop of his potent seed.

"Haaaahn~!! Mmphh...!"

Even as Mirko swallowed Jack's abundant cum, a sudden jolt of pleasure surged through her core, causing her to buckle. Jack smirked. 

'Let's see how you deal with the orgasmic pheromone…' 

She released his cock with a pop, a gasp escaping her as her orgasm caught her by surprise. 

"AHHHN~! Ogguhhn...!"

Not too well. It seemed. Jack smirked, grabbed his cock, and jerked himself off to cum on her tits. Because where else could he cum?

Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!

A long gush of cum landed on her breasts. But Mirko couldn't care less. Tremors wracked her body, her hips bucking involuntarily as a gush of slick honey coated Jack's spent cock. Rivulets trickled down the curves of her thighs.

More and more semen clung to her chin and cleavage and she just couldn't do anything about.

"Nnghh, what is…this…?"

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jack's climax subsided, leaving Mirko panting and covered in cum. Particularly on her breasts.

Mirko was silent.

"Heh…"

Until she grabbed the base of his cock and started jerking him again.

"Shiit, no wonder you were urgin' to fuck me and me only out of all the other girls, ain't nobody gonna be able to handle this monster unless their name is Mirko, am I right~?" Schlap! Schlap! Schlap-! All that cum was being used against him. "Let's get this white cock nice and wet first, yea~? Then you can pound this chocolate ass as much as you like, white boy~!"

Cock pointed up, her tongue latched onto his ballsack and went up. Up, up, up, until she touched the base of his cock.

As if he was going to let her dominate again.

Just when Mirko was about to comment, a strange sensation began to build within her - a tingling warmth that started at her cunt and spread outward in ripples, coursing through her veins like liquid fire. Her muscles tensed, and her breathing grew ragged as the pressure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.

Before she could even register the sudden twist of desire, a cry tore from Mirko's throat as her climax shattered through her like a thunderbolt. "C-cumming~!!" Her entire body convulsed, her hips thrashing wildly as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. Tears of pleasure pricked at the corners of her eyes as the force of her orgasm left her shaking and spent.

"W-what just…"

"Hm?" Jack tilted his head, feigning innocence. "I didn't do anything."

Mirko snapped up at him, eyes glowing red. She grinned.

Suddenly, in a blur, Jack was lying on the bed, his cock between two wonderful buns. "Haah…haah…"

Mirko's red eyes were glowing darker, heavier. She forced a kiss and ended it just as quickly. She panted, laughing, and stroked the cock touching her rear. "Mmm, look at that! Feel that!" Stroke, stroke, stroke! 

She was slobbering. She was going crazy.

Mirko was in heat.

"We ain't getting off the bed until I say it!"

Before she could stop herself, she lifted her ass, pushed aside the thin fabric of her leotard, and impaled herself on Jack's still-hard cock with a scream of delight.

In costume, grinning, this was the stuff of dreams.

This was Mirko the Rabbit Hero.

She squatted down ten times in one second, grinding her needy cunt against that amazing cock. The swollen head of his cock battered her sensitive womb, driving her closer to the edge with every desperate thrust.

"Nnngh!" She came. "Gah!"

She came again. Again and again. She thought she was overwhelming him yet suddenly—

"Hnnnnggh…! Ahhhnn…! F-fuck…! so full..." Mirko slowed down and panted, her words slurred and incomprehensible.

The grin on her face was wiped, her face dripping with sweat. She was still squatting down on his cock, still fighting but so weak that it would have taken Jack ages to cum.

Her breasts bounced freely with each wild movement, the pert nipples stiffening into aching peaks." I can't... stop...!"

The squatting fuck.

Her pussy clenched around Jack's throbbing cock, reveling in the sheer magnitude of him filling her up so perfectly. "OOHHH YESSS~! I'M IN HEAVEN WITH THAT HUGE WHITE DICK STUFFING MY HUNGRY CUNT~!"

Driven by a fierce, unquenchable need, Mirko resumed her frantic squats, impaling herself over and over on Jack's rigid length. Her juices gushed around him, creating a filthy symphony of squelching and slapping echoes throughout the room as her frantic gyrations intensified.

"I can't get enough of that fat cock! Cummiiinnng~! Ngggh~!" Mirko grinned, leaning forward to taunt and kiss him. Only her hips were moving now. Slam! Slam! Slam! "NEED IT INSIDE ME! ALWAYS! FOREVER! MORE!!"

The domination. The hips. The smacks. The technique.

There was no room to counter. No room to adapt.

And yet…

Mirko went back to squatting. "Come on! Go faster!" Jack laughed, unfazed, hands behind his head. He let her squat and simply enjoyed it. 

That was when her heat-crazed fuck-enjoying expression changed. Flashed with concern. With fear, almost. 

"You…!"

"What's wrong? Technique not working?"

That fat ass was dropping down hard and fast. Ass cheeks clapping and making gushing noise as she swallowed that cock repeatedly. Her entire body was moving, not only the hips. 

He could read her mind. He could see the gears turning in her head. 'He's not backing down... Not even blinking. Is he planning to outfuck me! Ha, as if!' 

The instant Jack's hands grasped her hips, Mirko's world narrowed to the raw sensation of his cock pistoning in and out of her clenching pussy. It was like she was no longer squatting. It was like she had lost control of herself.

Had…had she orgasmed? Was that it? Because all of a sudden, she was bouncing on his dick in a completely different manner. His grip was iron-strong, pulling her down to meet each savage thrust, ensuring every inch of his immense length was buried inside her quivering flesh.

Before she realized it, she was breaking.

"HHHNNNGGGHHH~!!! SO DEEP, FEELS LIKE YOU'RE SPLITTING ME OPEN!"

And then, it happened. Jack's quirk kicked in, and Mirko's body went haywire, her climax detonating with blinding ferocity. But this wasn't just one orgasm - it was a relentless cascade, dozens upon dozens of searing releases striking her with lightning speed.

"CUMMMIIING~!"

Again...

"CUMMMMMMIIING~!"

...and again...

"I CAN'T....! NGGGHHH~! YOU FUCKKKEERRR~!"

...and again, she orgasmed. So many orgasms. So much ecstasy. Mirko screamed and moaned in gibberish.

His touch blessed her as did his cock.

Thrust, thrust, thrust.

Eyes rolled back, tongue out, Mirko was dominated like never before.

"Even pro heroes can't resist this big cock!" Jack smirked. "It simply fucks better!"

Still reeling from the relentless onslaught of orgasms, Mirko could barely think straight, her brain short-circuiting from the overload of sensory pleasure. But Jack's unwavering rhythm didn't falter, his massive cock continuing to plow through her quaking sex with merciless precision.

"No... stopping…!" Resist, resist! Fight back! "EVER... GONNA BREAK ME..."

She choked out the words, her voice barely audible over the symphony of their lewd coupling. With each thrust, Jack seemed to grow larger inside her, stretching her limits until they blurred. The friction was maddening, every surface of his cock dragging over her hypersensitive walls to ignite yet another earth-shattering climax.

"C-caaan'tttt~! Nggghhh~! Can't stoppp CUMMIIING~!" 

"Never knew pussies could talk!" Jack smirked. "You learn something new everyday!"

Desperate for a reprieve, Mirko strained against Jack's unyielding grip, searching for a glimmer of hope amidst the relentless assault on her senses. And then, she saw it - a fleeting moment where his thrusts seemed to pause, a chance to catch her breath before the next tidal wave of pleasure crashed over her.

"Nggghh! You better be ready for a fight!"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

This time, it was on Mirko's terms. Jack winced. She had used the momentum of her orgasms right back at him. This little slut...

"Muscles like these don't come free and especially aren't given up so eas—illllyyyy~!"

Buuut it was a false opening. Jack grabbed her ass cheeks and jerked his hips upwards, the bed squawking when he landed.

'This rabbit slut really is worth dominating.'

Mirko stood no chance. She crumbled over, face buried in his shoulder. "T-that's…nggghh~!" 

Jack kneaded those ass cheeks, teasing her. "Done already?" Her body quivered. Casually, he made her orgasm and then got up, cock slipping out from her cunt. He flipped her onto her hands and knees, exposing her vulnerable rear to his looming form. Her arms and legs went into position.

"Haah…hahhh…" She knew what was coming, felt the shift in his posture as he positioned himself behind her, but her body seemed to move of its own accord, presenting her ass to him in a shameless invitation.

The first brutal thrust speared through her, Jack's massive cock ramming into her sopping wet cunt with a meaty slap of flesh against flesh. Mirko's scream was muffled by the pillow. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Her hips bucked wildly, desperately trying to adjust to the relentless pounding. She hugged the pillow, trying not to get fucked in the defeated ass-high, face-low position. She had to resist! Fight! Win! 

"SO BIG~! SHOOO BIG~! SO DEEP…! RUINING MY PUSSY…! MMMMMPPPH~!!! CUMMMIIING~!"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

The rippling ass cheeks. The complete domination. The grip on her hips.

Orgasm, orgasm, orgasm. 

"CUMMMMIIIING~! CUMMMINGGSSHHHKKK~! MMMKKKKPPPPH~!" 

His Quirk activated again. Mirko was struck by dozens of orgasms all at once. She was in heat and yet she lost all her overwhelming aggression. This was too much. 

Standing on his knees, Jack grinned and grabbed her ass cheeks. Then…

CLAP—! 

He thrust deeper than ever before.

Mirko dropped like a puppet.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Arms laid out in front of her, half of her face buried in the mattress, her pussy got destroyed. Casually, Jack gripped her booty and railed her senseless. Ass high, back arched, and face defeated and dropped. 

Haa…this was where Mirko was supposed to be. Losing to his white cock. Losing to her moans and whimpers. Realizing that being a hero meant nothing compared to getting fucked by a stud like him.

"Aaagh…! Y-your fucking monster... c-cooock! S-splitting me wide open! F-for once, why won't you ease up?"

"Did I just hear you giving up!"

"N-no! Unngh.." Sooo maaaanny orgaaasms! "No! P-pound harder!"

Her demanding pleas belied the flutter of anxiety in her chest - fear of losing control entirely to this primal rut, surrendering utterly to her all-consuming lust for him. 

"Fortunately for you, I'm going to cum."

Jack's commanding words shattered what little remains of Mirko's fragile control. With a snarl of feral desire, she surrendered to the raw carnality of their rut, her hips slamming back against him to meet each thunderous thrust. Even in his position, the Pro Hero Mirko could still fuck. Jack grinned.

Just like he knew she would.

He didn't fuck harder, he just activated his Quirk. Usually, she would have orgasmed three times in one minute. Now, it was thirty times in one minute. The more he fucked, the more he touched, the weaker she became. The sensation of his engorged tip probing the entrance to her womb sent her spiraling toward a cataclysmic climax.

"Fill me... SEED MY WOMB WITH YOUR CUM, MASTER~! POUR IT IN DEEP~!"

As if responding to her desperate plea, Jack's pace reached a feverish pitch, each stroke becoming a piston driving him deeper into Mirko's clutching depths. Then, with a laugh, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded inside her, his hot cum painting her inner walls.

Mirko's world went white.