Uraraka's Apple Juice (1)

Ochaco Uraraka is a happy housewife.

Having married her long term boyfriend and number one hero in the world Midoriya, she's now living a peaceful life.

She may not have become a pro herself but she doesn't mind.

Not to mention, being in her twenties had also made her mature.

Her breasts were bigger, her butt was thicker, and her body overall more voluptuous than ever.

She didn't care too much about it, but Midoriya certainly did, as he loved the changes in her figure.

Not to mention, people has started to appreciate her overall.

Like whenever she went outside with her husband, she would attract a lot of eyes, mostly from men, which Midoriya didn't like at all.

Even so, Uraraka didn't mind them looking.

If they liked what they saw then she couldn't do anything about it.

But being the wife of the number one hero comes with a cost also: Not having enough time with her super busy husband.

He sometimes leave for many days leaving her alone with her high sex drive and unfulfilled desires.

She understands how important his job is, but it still bothers her to be left without attention from her husband every once in a while.

That's why when Midoriya told her he'll be gone for two weeks, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Sigh."

She slumped into the sofa and spread her legs wide, putting her feet on either side of the sofa.

Her white leggings lay on the ground like a dog without an owner.

She didn't bother to take off her tank top which was tight in all places, especially her breasts which seemed like they will burst through at any minute and started to dip two of her finger into her wet, fat, puffy pussy.

She inserted both her index and middle finger, slowly picking up pace as she stretched her cunt deeper and deeper inside until she hit her g-spot.

She moaned out loud.

"Mmmh!"

She imagined her husbands body, the tones muscles and his average cock plunging inside of her.

How he would grope her large ass, squeeze it, slap it, just doing whatever she tells him to do.

But even imagining that, her mind suddenly went to that day.

The day of her wedding.

Where she was clad in this super tight white dress, with her chest area squeezed together making her breast seem bigger than they actually were.

Everyone's eyes were on her, Midoriya's eyes were on her. But someone else's eyes were also on her.

when it was time to take photo, Bakugo, the number two hero of the world, decided to stand beside her and not his childhood friend.

She didn't see any strangeness at that as she was in cloud nine.

But when she felt his big hands cupping her ass cheeks and grabbing them tightly, she immediately turned around to see him smirk at her, a mischievous look on his face.

She wanted to push him away to tell Midoriya but that would ruin her entire wedding and destroy countless relationships.

So she decided to endure it.

After all, it was just for a photo right.

But the way his hand ravaged her ass cheeks, like pulling it apart, squeezing them together, even going as far as dipping his finger into her crack through the dress.

That made her blush and hold her breath.

But that was a one time thing.

He then never tried anything with her at all.

Maybe he was just teasing her?

She didn't know.

She forgot about that incident completely after a few months and moved on.

She snapped back to reality by the sound of door bell.

She groaned.

And quickly wore her leggings again, pulling it with all her strength.

It was too tight on her bubble butt but she managed to wear it somehow.

She hoped it to be Midoriya as she was too damn horny and if it is him, she will jump on him and pounce on his cock at the door way.

But when she opened the door, it was not Midoriya. It was Bakugo.

Wearing a black tank top and grey pants.

He looked tall and ripped as ever with all the anger from the world.

Seeing him made her remember that day. The way he took her ass with force...

"Wh-what made you come here, Kaachan?"

She tried to talk normally but she stammered.

Not to mention, he wasn't even looking at her face but rather on her breasts and the hardened nipple that poked through her tank top that she failed to notice.

"Deku told me to come here. He said he has some intel on the international villain that assault women around the world."

He pushed her aside and walked inside like he owned the place.

That too to the sofa she had just masturbated on and the juices?

They were still there!

She closed the door behind and followed him inside, embarrassed at what he might say next.

"W-why did he sent you instead of telling me over the phone?"

She asked as she stood near the wall, her arms crossed around her chest.

"How the hell do I know that, Bitch! Its your husband. Maybe he must have thought you're just a bitch with a big ass and boobs for brains."

Uraraka gritted her teeth at that comment.

"Anyway, where is he?"

He continued as he got comfortable on the sofa.

"H-he went for a mission. He didn't told me when he will come back. Do you need anything to drink?"

"You will give me anything for drinking?"

He slid his head backwards on the sofa and smirked at her, looking at her voluptuous body from her head to her toe slowly.

Uraraka blushed at that.

She felt that familiar feeling inside her cunt.

The same she felt at her wedding.

"Juices or tea. That's all I had right now." She replied.

"Then juice. Make it quick."

She nodded and hurried towards the kitchen, her ass jiggling in every step she took.

Bakugo smiled at that.

Inside the kitchen, Uraraka breathed heavily as she took out apples from the fridge.

Why was he here of all places?

And what did Midoriya told him exactly?

And why does she feel so aroused when he is around?

She shook her head, trying to shake off all these thoughts.

She slowly started to cut the apples.

One slice at a time like she was absentminded or something that she didn't even saw Bakugo standing behind her and admiring her bubble butt that seemed to craving to be touched.

"Why are you so slow, you bitch!!!"

She shuddered as she felt him just behind her, screaming in her ears.

"I-I'm sorry."

She stammered not daring to look back at him. He still has that rage with him and she was a little worried.

"You bitch! Not even knowing how to cut an apple quickly!"

He suddenly moved forward, too forward, that their bodies were now touching as he grabbed her arms from around her waist to cut the apple.

And not to mention, the hot, hard, bulge pressed against her fat ass.

"K-Kaachan...."

She said softly, blushing furiously.

But he didn't listen to her and kept cutting the apples, grinding his cock against her ass at the same time.

She was too horny to even retaliate and not to mention, her leggings were hugging her ass cheeks tightly, making them more sensitive than usual.

So when his cock grinded against them, she couldn't help but moan a little.

But Bakugo heard her, he clearly heard her.

And he was loving it.

"Bitch, this is how you cut an apple. Now you cut it."

He released her hands but didn't back away.

His cock was still pressing against her ass.

Uraraka knew she had to push him away but for some reason, she couldn't.

So she cut the apple, slowly as earlier which irked him.

"You stupid bitch! Is this how I taught you, huh?"

He grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her forward, bending her over the counter.

She yelped at that, her eyes watering.

"Kaachan! Please sto-"

"Shut up and cut the damn apples, bitch!"

She whimpered and started to cut the apples quickly though it was an uncomfortable position, especially with her huge breasts squashed against the counter, hurting them.

Not to mention, at this position, her ass cheeks were spread apart granting his bulge direct access to grind against her crack.

So when he started to do that, Uraraka moaned loudly, unable to control herself.

"That's more like it. Now cut faster."

He pulled her hair harder, making her arch her back which pressed her ass more against him.

She moaned loudly again.

"Kaachan....please.....stop this...."

She pleaded but he didn't listen and just kept grinding his cock against her leggins and the heat between her legs increased ten folds.

Her pussy was starting to get wet.

"Shut the fuck up and cut the apples faster."

He repeated as he pushed her head downwards, making her face slam against the counter.

She grunted in pain but he didn't care.

She started to cut the apples faster as told, which Bakugo loved as his cock was grinding more against her fat ass.

"That's it. Good girl. Now blend it and bring me that juice, alright bitch?"

She nodded.

But he pulled her hair making her bend over again.

"Say it, you bitch!"

"Y-yes Kaachan."

"Good. Hurry up. I'm thirsty."

He backed away and left her there, panting heavily and her eyes filled with tears.