Chapter 3 - Sick of All My Distress

Mina and Kyoka were such easy targets that Ochaco and Momo almost felt bad about how easily and eagerly that targeted them. They knew that their two friends had been drowning their sorrows out for the past few days of sunken, sullen misery. They found common ground in sitting by one another and drearily drinking along and trying to deal with all their frustrations. They had every reason to be angry, of course; Ochaco and Momo had been paying attention and felt horrible for their friend, but where the problems took hold, there now lay opportunities. Lay chances. They wanted to share their newfound love of Mineta with their friends, just as Mineta wanted more lovers to take. Friends in bleak cries needed some love, and Ochaco and Momo knew a love there was plenty of to go around.

The two bleary-eyed disasters were already several drinks in when Momo and Ochaco walked in, which drew ample mount s of attention and surprise. "Momo! Ochaco!" Kyoka called out loudly, hand wrapped around the neck of a beer bottle she properly returned to drinking down deep as she slumped back down into her chair. Dejected, frustrated, so full of bitterness and frustration and a sense that she had been dealt the most raw deal ever, she could only muster up so much excitement, even over seeing Momo. Mina sat beside her with a fruity, colourful drink she was sucking at through a rainbow straw, but there was little joy or colour or pep in how she was hunched over the table, prodding with her free fingers at a plate of fries.

Ochaco and Momo knew everything was perfectly set up for them now. Advancing slowly upon their hopeless friends, the girls kept peppy.

"We saw you post online about being here again," Momo said, sitting across from Kyoka, concern clear in her face. Ochaco took the other side and sat across from Mina.

Concern rang clear in Ochaco's voice "It's been almost a week. We're getting worried about you."

"We're fine. We're fine." Mina's voice was slurred and clumsy. "Eijiro left me for goddamn Bakugou is all. My boyfriend dating my best friend. No hard feelings, right? No trouble. It's a smooth, nice break-up and we're all going to get along great still." Mina then filled the air with the sounds of her sucking at the straw in her drink, drawing it out until there was no liquid left and the straw was just loudly sucking air.

Finally, Kyoka sighed, "At least Kirishima said to your face he found someone else. I got to walk in on Denki balls deep in some fresh out of U.A. slut who thinks she can ride the hero rankings by riding his dick." Kyoka finished off her bottle and put it down hard onto the table. "Can one of you get me another one? Or six?"

Sharing a look with each other, Ochaco and Momo knew the stage was set now. "I'll cover the tab here, let me get us all some drinks and something to eat. Who wants what?" She happily took the order and got ready to ply her sad friends with alcohol and food and affection before the night was to go on.

Momo and v were the friends the girls needed. They shared their own frustrations, Ochaco talking about Deku being gone all the time and Momo talking about how she broke up with Todoroki, and they walked a funny line; they couldn't admit yet that they had a man and how good things had been since they got that man, but they did lay on thick that Mina and Kyoka could get through it and were going to be fine, that friendship would do a lot to help them out. Smoothing over the pain and the wounds, making sure everyone was happily on one page and ready to move on. It was a nice offering, and it helped keep the moment focused on things that Momo and Ochaco knew would make the pleasure to come all the easier to get across.

For the time being, the girls drank, enjoyed, indulged. Had a nice time talking away the problems and complaining about the men who had disappointed them. Each had a lot of stories and a lot of complaints, and as they got deeper into their drinks and racked up more and more bar tab everything got just a little bit more intense, until finally, it was time to head back.

"Just come back t my place, I have lots of space," Momo said. "It's fine. It's fine. We'll order breakfast in the morning. It was an appealing offer that everyone had to take up, returning back to Momo's not knowing who else lived there.

It wasn't very long in the door, after purses were placed and jackets were hung up, that Momo took Kyoka by the wrist and tugged her in against her. The sudden kiss was a lot for Kyoka to take, but she felt receptive to it, perhaps having waited for this, and she began to melt under the pressure and attention of this love, this sweet affection that held onto her. She returned the kiss, and accepted that all she really wanted was right here in the first place.

Mina watched in awe at the lustful kiss, which kept her from noticing the way that Ochaco was coming up behind her until it was too late, a hand reaching up her top and a mouth coming in from the side. "I don't want you to feel left out," Ochaco said, voice slurred and low and husky as she pulled Mina into a kiss too, and Min found herself overwhelmed, hot and bothered and accepting the forward, intimate gestures she was so absolutely not ready to resist.

Caught at a vulnerable and lonely time, both Mina and Kyoka were ready to be touched and cared for by anyone. Anyone at all. Their friends had come to save them in a time of misery and embarrassment, wasn't it only reasonable to want to pay back some of that attention now with love? They needed this. They needed a reminder of what affection and care felt like, and Ochaco and Momo had both been such good friends to them. This was good. This felt right. They let the warmth creep over them, accepting so much heat and so much delight, craving this and letting themselves give in to it all with little sense or concern for how this was perhaps the plan all along. Mina and Kyoka were simply too inebriated to consider that idea.

"I really hate to see you be sad," Momo finally said, drawing back from the kiss. "I have a solution. I want to show you something. I've found a new man, and I want to bring you to him. I want to share him with you, but I also want to share you with him." She'd taken hold of Kyoka's wrist, and Kyoka found herself so confused and eager that she didn't mind being dragged deeper into the house, Mina pulled along by Ochaco, all focus melted way and replaced with unfocused, aimless need. A dizzy, throbbing heat bubbled up through both guests as they stumbled in on the surprise awaiting them with absolutely no way to be prepared for what lay in wait in the bedroom.

Which turned out to be Mineta, reclined back with a big smirk on his face and his monstrously hung prick waiting for attention. He lay naked and waiting on the bed with his rigid cock hard and open for any comer, having been ready since Momo shot him a text saying they were almost home. Ready for them now, he stood there and let the size of his meaty prick speak for itself. Nothing was going to keep him from having what he craved now. He was primed, firm, anticipating the absolute worst of this situation, and he knew what was going to happen. The same old song and dance, just as he liked it.

Confused gasps spilled from the mouths of the two shocked girls standing in the doorway to witness the utter insanity of Mineta's huge dick waiting for them, but gasps were about all they were capable of. Stripped of speech and sense by the confused and indecent show of what he was offering, everything about the naked Mineta waiting for them proved such a wrong and wild show of offering. The girls had no way to respond, nothing to do but stand there in confusion.

Ochaco and Momo came up from behind the girls and grabbed them, eager for more. They resumed the sloppy make-out sessions, but now Kyoka and Mina were left looking out the corner of their eyes toward Mineta, to the grinning boner goblin looking at them from behind his mammoth shaft. He was patient enough, able to resist lunging forward and taking charge. Even avoiding taking hold of his dick and stroking it; they'd come to him in time, and he wasn't in any big hurry. They would give him what he wanted soon enough.

Momo ended up pushing Kyoka up against the wall with her lips and holding her firm in place. "I want to be with you. Become Mineta's, so I can be with you." She was firm and aggressive, letting her own desires bleed through a little bit as she buried Kyoka under affection and hoped for the chance to keep her in line. More kisses followed, and she had no intention of letting the kisses break away again. She needed control over his situation, needed absolute dominance of the moment and what was coming with it. As long as he could have that, she knew she was fine.

Reaching a hand up Mina's skirt and another up her top, Ochaco fondled the moth girl, felt her up with firm, confident motions as she tugged her in back against her, lips pressed to her ear. "Doesn't his cock look so good?" she asked. "Mouth-watering. I haven't missed Deku a day since I started getting hooked on his dick. Come on Mina, don't you want it? It's so big. I don't think you'll miss Kirishima at all if you took a ride on his huge dick." Ochaco didn't have that same connection and pull with Mina that Momo had with Kyoka, so she played a different angle: raw, vulgar temptation, urging her forward, starting to even pull her clothes off.

"I didn't think cocks even got that big," Mina confessed as she was undressed piece by piece by Ochaco's ready hands. She found herself dizzy and filled with temptation, with craving. With a need to let herself give up fully to the pleasure. "I want it. I'm saying this abut Mineta, and I can't believe that. But I want that monster inside me."

"I know you do," Ochaco cooed. "He's such an amazing lover. Tireless. He fucks for hours. Pumps me so full of cum I can't think straight and my stomach is all swollen. He keeps me and Momo happy, but I know he can make you happy, too. You're my friend, and I care about you so much. Let him make you feel good. Let him take you." The groping continued, the undressing exposing more and more of Mina's body until finally she was fully undressed and Ochaco's hands slipped off of her entirely. She found herself stumbling forward, down no her knees on the bed, staring at his massive prick.

"Do you think that my ass can take all of it?" Mina asked, crawling forward. "It's naturally lubricating. Part of my quirk. But will it fit?" She made sure her hand veered further, away from his lap as she moved toward him. Her heart throbbed, heart pounded. She was inching closer to something so insane and so wrong that Mina didn't really know what she was doing, but she felt pulled in closer, craving the chance to give up and to accept what was now taking hold of her. She wanted this, and the idea of holding back was simply unacceptable and unthinkable. Pushing forward with a curious sense that she wanted this more than was decent or sensible, Mina was ready to explore something bizarre.

Mineta lay back, hands tucked under his head as he let her advance upon him. "I think we'll make it fit," he bragged, "Do you want me to bend you over and ram it in, or are you so pent up you'll do the work for me?"

"I want to slam myself down onto your cock until I stop feeling," Mina confessed, all the wild and smoldering need getting to her, body so tense and taut and desperate for a shred of sense to deal with what she was up to. There was no hope for her now. No sense. What Mina warned had become something very specific and focused and desperate, and nothing was going to hold her back now from the ugly reality of how badly she needed to just fuck her tensions away and let herself go. Shifting up into place and going for broke, she grabbed hold of his cock finally, bringing her wide hips and her round ass hovering over his lap with his cock head nestled between her cheeks. There was no way to resist the ugly reality now of how sorely she craved something spectacular.

Pushing her way very abruptly down onto his cock, Mina proved the self-lubricating bit by letting herself express the raw joy of slamming down onto his fat shaft, an embrace and a panic like nothing else. She knew what she wanted ow, and began to bounce atop the hefty cock with wicked proof of her willingness to give in, craving the senseless joy of letting herself go. She worked up and down the massive prick with motions so needy and so uncertain that she wondered how to deal with them. "Fuck!" she gasped, letting out an expression of rough, rushing panic, senseless heat seizing up inside her, she kept moving, getting frantic and needy in ways she didn't now how to resist, but she knew she wanted to let them take her.

Mineta lay back, smirking wide as he watched the naked pink girl begin riding his cock, her tight ass clenched so unbearably snug around his shaft. "You can do this," he told her, reaching back to smack her ass. "Just keep riding. Show that cock that you love it." Mina's eagerness was a welcome change from the seduction and the forcefulness he'd shown with Ochaco and Momo. He could really get into things here, thrusting up into her from below, keeping the pressure high and wild, a frantic show of all the desires he really craved.

Off to the side, Ochaco was happily stripping her own clothes of and touching herself to the sight of Mina hard at work on his cock, coming in and giving her round ass some slaps for good measure. "I knew you'd like it. Keep going. Keep riding him, let him show you what has me and Momo both hooked on his dick."

Mina was helpless against all the pleasure, stuffing the cock deeper into her ass with each slam down, not caring about how hefty the penetration was and how much it was driving her mad. She was desperate and unable to control herself in this wild expression of lust, not wanting to do anything but spiral completely out of control and give p to these demands. Every motion of her hips, every slam down, every frantic moan that rolled from her lips, was another sign of just how desperately she was enjoying herself now. With no restraint or control or even barest ability to think, Mina felty stripped of all control and reason, wanting to let herself give in and give up, an embrace of pleasure stronger and weirder with each motion of her hips.

Over to the side, Momo had Kyoka bent over the side of the bed. "That'll be you soon," she told Kyoka, fingers in her pussy, pumping away at her as she came in from behind. Her other hand had its fingers inside of Kyoka's mouth, pushing in, making her suck on them, and the punk girl was absolutely desperate for more, melting under this joy and feeling herself completely overjoyed by the delight and the lust of letting herself go. She pressed back against Momo, grinding her taut butt in Momo's lap and giving up to feelings and feral desires as strong and as wild as could be believed. She didn't try to speak, letting the fingers and their domination keep her mostly silent as she instead just worked to savour what she felt and how wild it all was. Momo's firm control over the situation had her submitting hard, happy to let this pleasure take her by storm.

"More. Need more. Keep fucking me!" Mina hollered, rocking back and forth, swaying with motions of pure need and desperation atop the cock with absolutely no sense of how to sow it al down. she was merciless, wild, driven by senseless joys she just had to let take her by storm. "Mineta, your cock is like a drug. Eijiro never made me feel this good!" She was taking such a massive, ridiculous cock inside of herself, and the idea of possibly holding back the commotion and excitement felt like something she just couldn't bother dealing with, throbbing up to life with greater speed and heat, an embrace of utter desire she wasn't able to keep her head on for. Nothing about this needed to make sense for it to drive her mad.

A sudden, indecent, frantic orgasm hit Mina like a shotgun blast as she hit her peak, as she hollered, heaved, throwing her head back and giving up to this throbbing ecstasy, body flame as she slammed down faster atop the big prick. She couldn't slow down, riding faster, and Mineta replied in kind with a huge eruption of cum flooding her bowels. Mina came again from the commotion and the feeling of the jizz flooding her insides, making her scream, heave, eyes rolling back as she let succumbed so fully to this bliss. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck." She wasn't capable of more than this. Mina had been through one ride of Mineta's lap, and sure, she was absolutely shitfaced going in, but there was o question that the devastation of this pleasure was more than she could deal with.

Mineta could sense the weakness and the vulnerability now, and he moved swiftly to take advantage of it. He pushed Mina down onto her back on the bed, grabbing her legs and holding them apart as he leered over her. "Let's keep going," he said, and proceeded to ram into her, starting up a mad swell of pure greed and aggression that said all that needed to be said about his potent aggression and his lusts now.

"Yes, take me!" Mina gasped, lying on her back, happily forcing her legs apart. Mineta's slight frame didn't need the room, but she was still eager to spread open wide for him, if only symbolically. She wanted this all, and the heaving joy of getting taken like this was really everything she craved at once, a rush of pleasure hitting her like a ton of bricks.

Ochaco crawled in and pushed forward, bringing her tongue to bear down upon Mina's clit, licking her neglected pussy wile her round ass continued to get slammed with cock. "I'm so happy to be able to share," she whined, happily starting to eat the pink girl out and add to the pleasure, throwing herself into this moment as her hand continued their frantic indulgence against her slick mound, pussy craving attention and craving Mineta's cock, but she'd be a good, patient girl and wait for the new girls to get their fun in, to let him break them down and ruin them first too. It was only fair, and she'd had months of Mineta all to herself, a few weeks just the two of them and Momo... It only seemed right she keep going and lean into this craziness harder.

The combination of a massive cock ramming into her snug ass hole and a tongue now all over her pussy with sloppy, drunk motions and an excessive desire to please, everything was becoming utter perfection now for Ochaco. She felt herself in the right place, felt like she was where she belonged. "I want you to get me addicted to your cock," she pleaded. Needy cravings and utter confusion continued to wear her down, continued to teach their raw, wrong, and bizarre lesson to her. Staring at him as he knelt between her legs and rammed her ass with his cock was the most bizarre sort of joy that she had ever fathomed, and Mina was happy to accept the idea that this was exactly what she needed in some fucked up way.

Mineta was in absolute fucking paradise here. Never before had he felt so good and so ready to give in, throwing himself into the deep end with each mad thrust, looking around at the way he had four gorgeous women in his room, his two girls having brought home two more for him to break in and ruin. Every second of Kyoka's stares from afar encourage him to keep going, promising with his hungry gaze that he'd get to her soon enough, that he'd have his fun with all these wonderful women fawning over hi cock. He was shameless and unable to resist the uncontrollable swell of pleasure and need that took him now. He felt like a fucking king, and all he had to do was keep riding these pleasures out to their most vulgar extent.

There was too much riding on every thrust into her ass hole for Mina to contain herself. she was getting louder, greedier, so full of need and dizziness and ecstasy that to even try to hold herself ack now seemed impossible. Content to just keep rolling and let the pleasure unravel her fully, Mina was on determined, keeping up the mess, letting Mineta ream her ass all over again through another round of senseless, wild pleasures pushing her to her limit, making her shriek and shiver as she hit her peak, as she bucked, shuddered, gave up fucking utterly to this joy. With a wild scream, she came hard, every incredible second of this searing ecstasy giving her reason to hold on tight, to keep giving in, to lose herself fully.

With a grunt and a slam, Mineta sheathed his cock into her snug ass and pumped Mina full of another hot of jizz, making her holler all over again under the messy pleasure she yielded to. "Always wanted to pump you so full of cum it leaks out the other side," he confessed. "I can do it, but you're the one I fantasized bout doing it to first. Let's make that happen."

"Y-yes," Mina whined, grinding her twat up against Ochaco's lips. "Let's."

Kyoka's clothes were all cast carelessly aside now, undressed by Momo with intense force as she slammed into her friend from behind with a strap-on made to ready her for Mineta's cock. She'd formed it herself on a whim, and intentionally held back on its size a little bit so that Mineta's would still be bigger and she'd have to deal with that fact. But it was still hard enough to get Kyoka howling in ecstasy, screaming out or more as Momo plundered her snug twat with the toy. She had one hand on Kyoka's hip and one hand in her hair, groaning, "You get off on being dominated, don't you?" as each wild thrust pushed on faster.

"I do. Fuck, I do!' Kyoka whined. Her submissive streak had been exposed, and she found herself overjoyed by that fact, giving up so much to these sensations as she gave up so utterly to this commotion. She found herself completely without sense or restraint here, giving up so much to these feelings of potent joy and not caring how hard this was hitting her, just chasing it all further down, exploring a frantic madness and all the excitement that came with letting utterly fucking go of herself. She couldn't control the spirals of haze and need that ruled her now, couldn't resist throwing herself into the deep end.

Momo was without shame or sense in the thrill of utterly pounding Kyoka, loving the chance to take charge here, loving the ability to throw herself into this chaos and into the deep end of utter joy. Tugging back at Kyoka's hair and dominating her, Momo found she liked wearing such control and ferocity, liked pushing the limits and really working at something so intense and wild. she needed more of it, in fact, and worked to keep moving quicker and greedier as she learned what Kyoka could handle and how hard she could take it.

"I always wanted to... Nngh, fuck, I can't deny it anymore. I always had a crush on you, and I'm happy to do whatever it takes to be with you, even if it's fucking Mineta. Oh, Mina looks like she's having so much fun." Kyoka was lonely. Ever since she caught Denki cheating on her she was absolutely furious and full of frustration, a pressure and anger like nothing else. Company smoothed all that over, even company as dubious and as strange as this. She felt so desperate for any and all sense of belonging and familiarity, and she received it here, throwing herself faster into this and embracing the idea that she belonged right here, giving in and throwing herself happily into the deep end. A need for more and a frantic rush of pure joy helped push her limits, and Kyoka didn't know why she ever wanted to know anything else.

"We'll get to be together. I own this house, and if you move in with us, I'll spend time with you every day, I promise. Just stay." Momo knew needed a friend right now, knew she needed love and affection, and she couldn't for a moment help herself here, wanting so badly to embrace that and to continue the pleasure, giving in to so much and losing herself to the idea that it was in some weird, messed up way exactly what she needed. Sure, it was in some very obvious ways a bit predatory and fucked up, and Kyoka was definitely in a vulnerable position. But she didn't think of it like that; her mind was entirely on her need to be a god friend and to care for Kyoka, in her own selfish, fuck-addled way.

Kyoka didn't think it was selfish at all. Caught in the heat of the moment, all she wanted was to give in, moaning, heaving, crying out in frantic ecstasy as her body succumbed to such wild pleasures that she didn't know how to control it all. She was shameless, wild, giving up to utter ecstasy and the heaving joy of letting herself learn pleasure wilder than anything she could have resisted. She came hard, screaming out for this joy, shivering, bucking, trembling under the senseless vigor and heat, so incapable of containing herself now. "I'm ready to be loved again!" she screamed, yielding fully to the pleasures and embracing the reckless joy of completely fucking losing herself. She didn't need control or sense or reason now, she just needed to be loved.

It was at least more coherent an idea than what Mina was able to muster, as the poor wreck of a girl lay halfway face-down on the bed. She was down flat, Mineta greedily and readily pounding her into absolute fucking submission, completely undoing her and pushing her into a new state of senseless glee, giving in so fully and not knowing how to pull back now. She needed more, but the overwhelming, overbearing thrill of getting fucked like this was taking a fucking toll on her. She felt herself overwhelmed, pushed deeper and weirder into sensations she had no hope of controlling the downward plunge into. She just kept taking these pleasures, burning up brighter and needier as the cock stuffed her ass hole so deep and so wild.

"I'm going to make you overflow on this one," Mineta boasted, hanging onto Mina's round ass from behind and working his whole body down into her. Her stomach was already swollen a little bit from all the cum he'd filled her with on each successive orgasm, but Mineta wanted to really push in and take it all the way. His frantic indulgences and the chance to utterly claim, stuff, and ruin Mina was too great now. He had his eye on a goal that grew more bizarre and ferocious and lustful by the second. Mineta had become detached from anybody telling him no, the women who he lived with now shamelessly adoring him with all they did, throwing themselves into the deep end and embracing the sweet thrill of satisfying his every lust, his every greedy and vulgar demand.

Mina whined and trembled, legs twitching as she lay there, eyes going cross in her head as she struggled to keep herself under control, as she gave up more and more to feelings threatening to tear her apart. The cock spreading open her slick and waiting ass hole was so much more than she ever could have endured, and her head spun as she gave up to all of these feelings, surrendered to vulgar, bizarre demands that made her feel good. Made her feel incredible. She wasn't abler to say very much in this state, but the greedy and dizzy expressions of, "More," certainly got their point across; Mina was unabashedly, unashamedly overjoyed here, and all she could do was giving in to it all, throwing herself with little understanding of the situation around her into utter surrender, leaving nothing behind. Every swell of desire, every throb and pule and toss into the deep end, all led to this perfect moment of indulgence.

Faster thrusts wore her down with such ragged intensity and speed that Mina never stopped a chance. She was done for, thrown into the deep end, plunged into such shameless heat and confusion that she hadn't the slightest idea how to hold onto herself now, falling ever lower, ever deeper. Her body trembled, nervous whines building as a strange tension throbbed through her body, everything focused now on a senseless toss into the deep end. Mina was being thrown about by the pleasures and the ecstasies of a situation unlike anything she'd ever felt before, and all reason inside of her screamed for her to keep giving up to it.

"Ruin me," finally pushed through all the dizzy and senseless babbling that Mina had been spewing, a focused plea able to shine through across everything strange and frenzied and wild inside her. She felt overjoyed by the chance to push on and get hers, to throw herself into this with little sense of how she'd deal with it all. "Just. Fucking ruin me!" she said again. Louder and more belligerent, drunk on cock and booze alike and ready to find new depths of embarrassing heat and lust, as Mina found herself pushed into the final throes of the deep end. She burned, whined heaved under so much pleasure that she didn't know how to deal with it.

"I'm going to ruin you every fucking night, this big, fuckable ass is mine now!" Mineta yelled, cackling as he slammed forward into Mina, burying himself balls dep into her snug ass one final time with a firm goal in mind and the readiness to ruin her he craved. With one mighty thrust down into the depths of her snug hole, he pumped her full of cum, flooding her up again even harder than before, this time showing off the limits he could push her to as he forced a gush of cum out from the other side, Mina's insides gunked up with so much jizz it was coming out the other end.

That was the thing Kyoka saw as Momo fucked her to another orgasm. Mina's eyes rolling into the back of her head as cum gushed from her mouth and nose. It was unbelievable and frightening to the punk rocker, but also so intensely and sinfully exciting that she couldn't resist. "Fuck, I want that to be me," she whined, biting her lip and watching as Mina outright blacked out where she lay, cum drooling from her mouth as she lay spent and exhausted, needing a lot more preparation before she was ready to contend with Mineta's fat cock.

"It will be," Momo said, pulling her strap-on back out of Kyoka. "Master, I have another one for you," she said, grabbing the light, slender girl and effortlessly lifting her up. "An unruly sub slut who needs to be disciplined, and I want to help you break her in."

Mineta drew out of Mina's ass, his massive cock standing comically at attention as he held himself proud and firm, walking over to the edge of the bed with his cock steadily advancing, bobbing with each step. His cock looked ridiculous on his small body, but now more than ever, as he walked toward Kyoka with it there as an imposing presence. "Of course you can help me. Why don't you fuck her face down on my cock?" He saw the enthralled gaze that his cock earned from Kyoka, and he was certain that she was full of a kind of need that seemed just perfect to him. If she wanted it so bad, he'd let her have it, and he'd let Momo have the fun of pushing it upon her, too.

Mineta stopped at the edge of the bed with his cock pointed right toward Kyoka's face, twitching before her confused and dizzy gaze. Pre-cum drooled from the tip, and it was a potent warning, a threat to Kyoka that she was going to have to face. She tried to psych herself up for this, tried to steady herself d prepare for the madness she was stepping into, only for the nasty surprise behind her to catch her. Momo seized the back of her head and forced her forward, and she barely got her mouth open in time to be shoved down several inches of girthy Mineta cock before she realized what was happening. "Worship him, slut," Momo snarled.

The pressure was on now, Mineta standing there like some kind of monstrously endowed statue, smugly delighting in the sight of Kyoka being forced along the cock by Momo's greedy hands. her submissive streak hit the pleasure spike it needed now, as she got it so much worse than Momo pounding her with the strap-on had brought. Everything felt dizzy and frantic, wild swells of pure, molten emotion coming on like fire and giving Kyoka something to burn over. She felt utterly unprepared for this brutality, but it was within that chaos that she found herself so overjoyed, giving up so much to these joys and all that came with it.

Momo's hand forced Kyoka further down the cock, brutalizing her with a disrespect and a pressure like nothing else he'd ever known before. She throated the cock, choking loudly on the mammoth shaft that forced her to confront too many feelings and sensations to know how to think straight. her body burned bright, a throbbing rush of need that kept coming on faster, wilder. Kyoka learned what Ochaco and Momo already knew bout sucking such a hue cock, and even as she struggled to breathe and spit bubbled around her lips, the utterly enthralled state of cock-addled devotion that Kyoka found herself in was worth the fucking world.

"Choke on it louder, you little slut," Momo groaned. "Slobber all over that meaty cock. Mineta's your Master now. He owns you, and that's just what you want, isn't it?" She pulled Kyoka back, growling again, "Isn't it?" as she slapped Kyoka with the cock. Kyoka tried to respond with words amid her ragged breaths, only for her to get shoved back down the cock again, choking on it once more as the pressure built. Momo was merciless and Mineta didn't even have to do much in the moment to keep this going, but he was having so much fun ruining this and pushing no stronger, needier, the wild shove onward to make her give up.

She didn't need to be made to give up. Kyoka was already there, already hanging in devoted joy t other pleasure and the heat of something so bizarre and frantic. She couldn't be helped, already as deep as she was going to get in terms of anything but the throating of this cock, as she forced herself to endure more of Mineta's dick, taking him down and relishing in the shameless thrill of pushing on harder, wilder. The bizarre sensations kept up with a speed she didn't know she was capable of, keeping on the throbbing mess of indulgence and hunger. She knew what she was capable of, knew how powerful and how important this all was; she needed to impress, never before having been this desperate to satisfy and impress a man, never having mustered up such intensity for Denki.

But Denki didn't deserve it. She didn't think about the ways she had gone from her cheating boyfriend to a guy who wanted four girlfriends, but she was hurting, Momo was here, and Mineta's cock was huge, making her eyes water as she was forced further along, harder, rougher, keeping up this mad pace and giving in to so much pleasure and desperation. She didn't have any way to control herself on this hazy downward spiral, a mess of hunger and lust she just had to unite under, craving everything that followed and a distinctly helpless sense that she was where she needed to be. In some fucked up way, this worked out.

Worked out to the tune of a massive load clogging up her throat. Mineta finally burst into action, grabbing her hair and slamming balls deep down her gullet. "Yeah, I like you. You don't have much tits or ass but I think I should have paid more attention to you in school." It was a remark she would have taken issue with, but now, as he blew a big, gooey load of cum down her throat, she found herself unable to really muster up any concern or anger. Her body flared up as she struggled to deal with the flood of jizz down her throat, flooded and gasping as the cum gushed from her nose and another oversized Mineta load proved a challenge for another hopeless woman.

Drawing his cock back and more cum drooled out of her mouth and dripped from her nose, Mineta admired the pretty wreckage he'd made this punk rock girl into, and he knew the fun was only just beginning. "I haven't had any pussy all day. I want to cram my cock in that tight hole, flood your womb, and make you scream my name. Sound god?'

"Oh my fucking god yes," Kyoka whined, eyes crossed as she was pulled up along the bed by her hair, Momo pushing her forward.

"I'll take her ass," Momo said, dragging Kyoka along top, passing the drooling, twitching mess that Mina had become, Ochaco having taken up a dildo and now fucking herself to multiple orgasms as she beheld the chao. The bedroom had been plunged into frantic insanity, and the pleasure was only getting better and more satisfying by the second now for Mom, who settled at the head of the bed with pillows to prop her back up so she wasn't quite seated. She then tugged Kyoka down on top of her, ass-first into the hefty strap-on as it claimed her still very tight and thus far unused hole, ready to break her in.

Kyoka hissed as she went down onto the bed, gasping in delight as hands descended upon her quickly, dragging up to squeeze at her slender form, to push fingers into her mouth. Momo was handsy and greedy in all the best ways, and nothing was going to spare Kyoka ow from the vulgar indulgence that Momo had in mind for her, but was what excited her so fucking much, as she braced for this utter madness and felt ready to let herself fucking burn.

Bucking her hips forward, Kyoka started to ride the strap-on before Mineta was even upon her. "This pussy is ready for you to break it open," she whined. "I want that huge cock inside me. Denki isn't a man like you are, I wish I'd known that sooner. come wreck me, make me scream like he never could, Mineta. I need to be dominated and fucked into submission!" It was all music to Mineta's ears, as he scrambled up along the bed, seizing her slim legs and spreading them wide, ramming his cock greedily and viciously forward into the snug embrace of a hole helplessly ready to be claimed deep and raw.

Mineta was amazed by how perfectly this was all turning out, as he scrambled forward and rammed his cock greedily into the embrace of a snug twat desperately begging for his indulgence and his attention. "You won't even remember his name when I'm through with you, he boasted, plunging without care deep into the reckless heat and tightness of a snug twat he was all too happy to stuff himself full into, ramming deep into Kyoka and starting up his wild push into greedy bliss. Her pussy was loosened up by the strap-on, but intentionally kept from being filled enough to make his cock anything but a sharp and shocking penetration that had Kyoka shrieking out in delight.

Greedy thrusts pounded down into her, tireless motions and greed all pushing Mineta to have his way with Kyoka and introduce her the hard way to pure indulgence, a satisfaction and frantic heat as strong and as mad as he could muster, all driven by an innate desire to be the utter fucking ruin of this poor thing. Kyoka was stuffed now full of two thick phalluses that filled her holes, Momo thrusting from below into her with a speed and ferocity that added to the commotion and the chaos, that could push everything further and to greater, dizzier heights as the moment escalated and swelled. Nothing made sense about this mess, nothing felt sane or controlled or like it could be dealt with. Just let herself fucking melt. There was too much going on and all of it was getting to be too wild and rabid to contain.

Kyoka tried to speak, but the fingers kept pushing into her mouth, kept silencing her as the scrambling, wicked pressure and wild thrill wore her down more and more, subjecting her to depraved pulses of throbbing need, a heat and a wickedness tearing through her faster, greedier, subjecting Kyoka to such rampant and rabid indulgence, pushing her limits, shoving her deeper into his depraved game and into something from which she wouldn't be able to pull herself back from. Too much was happening for her to keep her head on straight, and in that surrender, she felt a sense of creeping nirvana wash over her. She had no need now for anything that wasn't this sublime moment of pure surrender, a submission and a fervor so beautiful and sweet that she didn't need anything but what she had here.

Momo's thrusts helped push her ever deeper into this frantic delight, keeping Kyoka enthralled, lost, giving up so much for the sake of pleasures throbbing utterly out of control, and she was so overjoyed by every second of what she felt, which tore through her ever faster, voracious and shameless and so indulgent, breaking down her thoughts to the most bare reality of just how sorely she craved indulgence. The reckless and hopelessly satisfying pleasures did to her so much, and she had no way to keep her head on straight as she let this all take her by storm. Everything just felt wild now, senseless, driven by pleasures strong enough for Kyoka to thoroughly melt.

"So full. I love this." She couldn't keep her head on straight, each wild mess of growing heat turning into a desire like nothing Kyoka had ever known before. She was happy here. Senseless. Giving up fully to what she could no longer resist, and it was simply too good for her to pull back from now, an embrace and a lust more powerful than anything she'd ever felt. Mineta's rough thrusts and Momo's steady pounding al drove her into a state of submission from which she didn't think she'd ever want to emerge.

Mineta and Momo made a good team. A savage, rabid pair who happily slammed Kyoka into dizzy, fuck-addled joy, a reckless throb of heat strong enough for her to lose all bearings and all control, melting under the surrenderous arousal, screaming out in ecstasy and letting herself burn bright. Kyoka came, screaming for more, bucking, thrashing, and the fingers in her mouth couldn't silence her now as she fully succumbed and found herself driven into a state of raw, mad glee too wild to deny. She came hard, and as she felt the eruption of molten spunk fill her up from Mineta's wild and gooey orgasm, Kyoka felt like she'd finally found exactly where she belonged. As long as she could soak in that certainty and comfort, nothing was going to stop her or worry her now.

Mineta's orgasm loosed a flood of cum into Kyoka that made her belly swell out a bit, her womb flooded and her petite body not ready to handle so fucking much jizz, but such surrender was all that Kyoka craved, and she was determined to hold on for it and do her best to let these madness's take her by storm, writhing back against Momo, who gave a few more thrusts to her ass before finally slowing down a moment and letting things take hold.

"I belong here," Kyoka whined, slumped back atop Momo, limp and ragged, struggling for air as she lay in content, overjoyed delight and dizzy heat.

"Roll her over," Mineta said, drawing out of Kyoka, his cock spewing a couple more ropes of jizz across her taut stomach as he stood there. "I want to fuck you next, while you fuck her."

Momo clenched up with a raw excitement more intense than she could have possibly resisted. The allure and offer were all she craved, and she moved quickly now to tend to these demands, rolling Kyoka onto her stomach and stumbling up into position on top of her, grabbing her hips and starting to ream the punk's ass all over again. She pinned her down against the bed, not needing all that much strength to do it given how fucking worn down she was. Kyoka accepted all of this, took on the weird rush of utter helplessness and frustration that came on like fire, searing through her veins with more pleasure and heat and desperation than she felt she was capable of resisting now.

Mineta slipped up behind Momo, grabbing her hips and ramming his cock carelessly up her ass, ready to just dig in and make his claim on one of his long-term, obedient lovers. "You deserve a reward," he growled pounding greedily away at the snug ass hole clenched up and begging to be broken in, Momo whining and gasping in sudden joy as the sudden feelings all tore through her. Feelings wilder and more potent than Momo could handle brought her joys beyond sense, a throbbing rush of pleasure and desire she could savour, and the joy of keeping this pleasure rising and all sense slowly melting away made everything just right. "You brought me some great pieces of ass tonight, but I'm not going to forget about you."

The throbbing, helpless rush of mad desire and heat that ripped through Momo was absolutely perfect, and she threw herself into the deep end readily, bold and hungry and giving up to the joy of letting the pleasure rip through her. She threw herself into this with no care for what how over the top this was or how much her body ached under all this dizziness. She was devoted, determined, throwing herself into the pleasure and embracing the idea that all she truly wanted or needed was right here, sandwiching her together with their bodies. Kyoka and Mineta. This was paradise.

"Master, I'm just happy to share you and to make everyone feel good. I want you to have more love, I want Kyoka to be loved, and I want both of you!" She threw herself deeper into this, dizzy swells of utter sensation leaving her drunk on the lust and the joy of getting taken. Pounded. She was so overjoyed to be giving in like this, every reckless throb of lust pushing her harder, driving her deeper. Momo was happiest here, where she belonged, and nothing was going to keep her now from giving in to all of it, an embrace so hot and so wild that she couldn't keep her head on straight.

"You're so god. I love you so much," he groaned, keeping up the wild pace, faster and greedier as he threw himself into this wild need, unable to resist the allure and the joy of giving like this. Every searing rush of pleasure she gave up to felt like another expression of utter madness, heat and delirium and lust all working against her now. She was happy o give up to it though, happy to give in and burn so bright, to accept the joyful and smouldering lust she was riding, to push harder, needier, wild through these joys to one senseless goal, a conclusion and a heat like nothing she could deal with. There was just too much happening for her to think clearly now, but she didn't care. Everything felt so strong and so indulgent, a pleasure she had to keep leaning into, a delight she craved more strongly than she felt she could have ever resisted.

Everything was just so exhausting and frantic. Mineta was an absolute beast, but he knew he was pushing the line and driving on harder, and the fact he now had four girls all devoted to him meant he could even push those limits even harder still, pounding along, claiming without shame, without restraint. The more he could spread his love, the more intense his love could get, a shameful rush of things that he felt unafraid to push and prove and indulge in as his every action. There was no restraint, no sense. Just need. Just the searing mess of greed and lust getting more powerful and more frayed as every passing second drove the lesson of submission and surrender that Momo was going to keep getting taught again and again.

"I've ben a good, patient girl and watched you fill Mina and Kyoka yup with cum. But it's my turn now. Please, Master, flood me!" She was reckless, greedy, heaving back and forth, battering Kyoka's ass with the strap-on while the punk lay exhausted and worn down below her, doing nothing but verging on cumming all over again, despite having already had her brains fucked out. Momo was unable to control herself, but even if she could she had zero intention to, keeping up the wild thrill, fucking hard, deep, wild and pushing the limits until finally, the bottom fell out and she utterly fucking broke.

Momo's wild orgasmic screams were music to Mineta's ear, and he was happy to add to all of this with his own hard slam forward, burying his meaty prick deep into the helpless woman, pumping her bowels with jizz and pushing her limits, making her stomach swell a bit against Kyoka's back as he filed her up. The excess and the mess all left Momo trembling, overwhelmed, overjoyed, overfull. She was a wreck, but the warming, lingering thrill of what she had done was worth it all. She allowed the warmth to shiver and shift through her body, a slow crawl into delight that felt like everything she craved.

Drawing back with a victorious smirk from the wreckage of Momo's gorgeous ass utterly worn down and dripping with cum as she lay fucked senseless on top of an also limp Kyoka, Mineta was happy to admire his work, but even happier to look to the needy wreck fucking herself with a toy desperately. was slumped back, ragged and hopeless and full of desperation. "Please," she whined, fumbling and shifting about, rolling onto her hands and knees, letting the toy fall from her dripping snatch. "I've been so patient I've been so good!" Ochaco had never had to wait through so long and so much fucking before, but he had exhausted his new girls and fucked Momo in thanks before finally paying her any mind.

But that was fine. Scrambling into place, Mineta made sure to get a nice big smack across her ass as he plunged into her. "Don't think I could ever forget about you," he said, and got right to work at fucking her into the same kind of cum-bloated, dripping mess his other girls had become. He was certain his quirk was accelerating and getting more intense, that something inside him was adapting and getting more intense as his endless balls kept getting drained. It was an insane thought, but one that Mineta was happy to keep leaning into as he fucked like a king.

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The eager, slow suction of a mouth around his cock to wake him up had become the joy that Mineta knew almost daily. When the house wok up, the ladies were always hard to work at tending to him and satisfying his lusts, giving him so much pleasure and accepting the joy of something so strange and so bizarre. Nothing sensible, nothing controlled, nothing sane. Just devotion. It had been a few weeks since Kyoka and Mina moved in, and having three fourths of his harem living in his home really added to the decadent joy of being tended to, needy, cock-addicted wrecks seeking all the time they could get with him. Mineta never went a day without the joy of being worshiped and adored, and there felt like absolutely no reason to want to slow down.

"Who's the good girl this morning?" he asked. With his eyes still closed and the mouth around his cock, Mineta didn't actually know, but he liked the allure of wondering, as he lay there and soaked in the lazy delight for a moment longer. The steady sucking and slurping sounds all helped warm him up and smooth over the welcoming joy of this slow and lazy morning, of pleasures to come. As his eyes did finally open though, he set his gaze upon the adorably indecent sight of Momo half-covered by the blankets, taring lustfully at him as she worked along his shaft with sloppy and obedient motions, a need and a glee that said it all about the lusts inside of her this morning.

Momo didn't respond with anything but the sloppy push down to choke loudly on his hefty cock, slobbering on the meaty prick and giving up to pleasures as wild and as hungry as she could muster. Everything she did, she happily did for her Master, loving him with her needy mouth and accepting the senseless, greedy thrill that came with serving him so intensely. She wanted nothing more than she wanted to give herself fully to Mineta, a deeply enthralled and unbearably intense push to keep giving in. Her throat struggled around his cock, but no more than it did on any other day, her body ready, trained. There was only so much that Momo could get used to a cock like Mineta's, and she was determined to keep tight and to push on against everything taking hold inside of her, throbbing rushes of lust that pulled her deeper with the sole, dark intent of pursuing more.

The steady and sloppy attention kept Mineta feeling his kingly joys as he lay back and allowed the luxurious warmth to creep across him. There was no need for hesitation or shame, just a steady crawl into pleasure, just a need for more. Momo's soppy reverence was everything now to Mineta, and all he had to do was lie back and let it keep happening, let the pleasure wear him down through all the warmth and the sloppiness of this unrefined moment. So much happened and all of it was a thunderous rush of utter frustration. Minta was happy to soak this pleasure all in, to draw out the moment longer.

Momo's eyes lovingly stared up to meet Mineta's as she drew on with tis lazy indulgence, savouring the pleasure and the moment, adoring the way she could push on and keep him loving the sight of her. She was so sloppy and desperate and greedy, and every second of this adoration made him feel absolutely adored. Loved and indulged with such endless, enduring heat, and all of it was just what he needed. Mineta craved this pleasure, craved the worship, and he refused to let the erratic nature of these dizzy sensations slow him down one bit. "Sure, hope the other girls are ready for once I've finished blowing a load down your throat."

Momo's sloppy sucking and eager moans helped warm up Mineta even further. He was awake now, lying back and letting her worship is cock with all the mess and drool and noise that came of it, but allowing her to show the deepest truths and desires of what followed. He waited until his cock was throbbing, aching, ready to gush from the excitement, before he finally acted, grabbing her hair, tugging her down, laughing, "Got a protein shake for you! Time for breakfast." His erupting cock shot forth wave after wave of fresh jizz down her gullet. Momo knew it was coming, and even still the overwhelming rush was a lot to handle, her efforts tense and hot as she held firm and did her best to deal with the mess pumping down her gullet.

Momo drew back from the cock, cum dripping from her mouth. "So much, as usual. You're a sex god." She was happy to pull back, fingers running along her belly, tracing along as she rubbed at her full stomach like he'd just been fed an amazing meal. "Mina's already cooking for you downstairs."

Mineta's smile widened at the thought, and he happily rolled off the bed, not bothering to get dressed at all as he headed down to see what awaited him. In the kitchen, he found Mina already working at coking up a full breakfast for Mineta, standing in nothing but an apron, frying up some breakfast while she stood very specifically positioned with her round ass behind a step ladder. The ladder was for easy access, and Mineta happily walked into the kitchen, giving Kyoka's butt a smack on his way past her, before he walked up along it and spread her cheeks wide. "Morning, buttslut," he said, throwing on a little bit of unnecessarily callous treatment as he rammed his cock into Mina's self-lubricating ass.

"Good morning! I'll have breakfast ready for you soon," Mina whined, feeling the suddenness now of Mineta's deep thrusts, which stuffed her full of dick and left her struggling to think clearly. It was too much, but in that wild excess of sensation came everything that she cherished, rushes of pleasure bubbling up inside her. "Nngh, just don't fuck me to hard, I'm over the stove." She bit her lip, feet shifting as she tried to steady herself and keep from getting fucked too hard, holding as firm as she could for these weird swells of chaos. The weirdness and desperation hit her with fiery intensity, an indulgence she felt barely able to contain, but that was what made it so fucking exciting.

With a smack across her ass, Mineta gave a shrug. "I'll see. Momo gave me a nice hard sucking on, I'm feeling rowdy." He wanted so badly to let himself get all the worst kinds of worked up now on the sweet ass he was pounding, greedily claiming Mina's round behind. It was the perfect follow-up to Momo's mouth when he got up in the morning, and her luscious pink body in nothing but a skimpy white apron was the most maddening sight he could have imagined. All the heat and frustration and desire of this situation made for something potent, wild, more powerful and strange with each pass, and he just focused on how badly he wanted all of it.

Kyoka watched this all play out, sitting lazily with one arm over the back of her chair. "Hurry up with breakfast," she whined, but she wasn't talking about Mina's cooking as much as she was talking about other things, licking her lips and watching this all play out, waiting with little patience or control for what was to come, doing her best to hold back but so full of unrestrained and ferocious energy, cravings she didn't know how to deal with or control, but that made it even more exciting, gave her all the more reason to keep pushing.

Strong and noisy thrusts kept pushing Mina's limits. She pushed back against him for steadiness, hands on the frying pan handles and the spatulas. She had the process of getting fucked while she made breakfast down to a science now, a process she was overwhelmed by in ways that demanded too much of her. She did her best to fight through all this commotion, but the frantic pleasures just kept coming, kept throwing her into a state of helpless, throbbing dizziness she wasn't quite sure how to make sense of, but this joy continued to beat down upon her faster, senseless and wild and pushing Mina harder. Every morning was such chaos and joy, and there was really nothing that could be asked for now. No greater pleasure than to let herself succumb.

There was a time where the idea of waking up to women sucking his cock and preparing him breakfast every morning was a silly fantasy. Now, Mineta found himself deep in a beautiful reality where everything he did was a chance to indulge and savour the thrill of being loved, the three girls of his harem who lived with him devoting their every morning to his absolute satisfaction. It was a tireless and lustful job driven by things that he couldn't in good conscience ignore. he had to appreciate this all, had to welcome what came with it and how good it felt to be here. Kyoka and Mina had moved in and were now both as devoted to his pleasure as Momo was, and he was happy to keep their bodies indulged in thoroughly.

The merciless and chaotic treatment of mina's ass wore down the moth girl, reduced her to shivering, senseless need and a melting of her legs, as she leaned back against Mineta for stability and to keep from falling over. The pleasure tore through her, satisfaction raw and brilliant, uncompromising. She knew what was coming, and as Mineta blew his load into her ass, she welcomed it, screaming in joy, her orgasm loud, senseless, and leaving a wet stain on the front of her apron where her dripping pussy had soaked through. Mina could feel the pleasure as deep inside her as his cum had just become.

Mineta drew back, his cock dripping onto the ladder step as he pulled away. "My work is done," he said, giving one firm slap across Mina's ass and drawing away, taking his seat up at the table as Mina shivered and finished plating up breakfast.

"Here you," she said, sliding in front of him a plate of eggs, bacon, and sausage, only to get bent over the table with a shriek as Kyoka shoved her face right into Mia's ass, beginning to sloppily devour the ruined ass hole dripping with spunk. "Fuck, Mina, hold on! I haven't gotten to you yet."

"No need," Kyoka muttered in return, fully content to indulge in what she had before her, eating out this tight ass hole and bringing more pleasure crashing down upon Mina than Mina was ready to handle. That was what made it so fun, as she tongued the gaping ass hole and forced her way in deep, a shameless and wild show of feelings burning her up, emotions running wild with frantic delights and a singularly focused sense of submission. The need and the hunger twisting through Kyoka now was too feral for her to care about such petty matters as wanting breakfast, as she instead made good on a nice meal of cake.

Mineta began to eat as one of his girlfriends rimmed the other right beside him, smiling wide and adding, "Don't eat too much ass, I still want my cock sucked once you're done." The utterly callous state the house had plunged into was everything he hoped it would be, sex playing out all over the place and all inhibitions basically dead. The girls worked at each others' pleasure as much as at his, and Mineta got to just sit there and let all this pleasure roll on, no input or need to do a damn thing to bother it. He could relax and lie back, let the tensions build, let everything et weirder and worse.

The sloppy licking and kissing and slurping did to Mina a lot of dizzying things, filling her with the throb of emotions she wasn't sure she knew how to control or like she even really wanted to control it. So much here just felt so good, and it wasn't wrong to want to give in to it, was it? So many soothing sensations worked Mina over, as she sank into a slumped position with a look of utter delight on her face, happy to give in to the pleasures and accepting them as an inevitability of the moment. "It's good," she sighed, content, ready, giving in to what she knew she couldn't resist. so much of this situation felt good in ways beyond sense, and rather than try to avoid it, she rolled with the moment and let it do so many magical things to her.

Mineta ate slowly, watching the cute punk shove her face into a big pink ass, watching the delight and debauchery all play out to her benefit. He wanted to get sucked off while he ate, and as long as his food didn't' get cold before that happened, he was happy to draw this out, to savour the moment and savour the delight of seeing Kyoka so deep in her own lusts. There was no use in resisting the pleasure or trying to pull back from it, and her acceptance was raw. Absolute. Desperate. Just a steady crawl into desperation she was happy to let slowly take her more and more, happy to let burn her up from deep within. Every motion of her hips, every rocking of her thoughts... It was all to give up. All to be taken.

Mina thrashed her way to a vocal and wild orgasm from having her ass tongue fucked, left breathless and twitching as Kyoka drool back, cum running down her chin. "Your cum tastes so good," she said, leaving Mina flush over the table and heading into position down on her knees underneath it. She got to work without any hesitation or shame, shifting down happily into place, moaning in approval and delight as she allowed something to hold onto her. She slipped in and got her lips around the head of Mineta's cock, wasting no time in getting right down and starting to suck on his hefty cock.

Mineta was happy to sit in wait with a big smile spread across his face, greed and lust and a senseless thrill he was ready to take on as he received this sloppy oral service through his breakfast. He picked up the pace of his meal, welcoming the depravity and the relaxing sensation of pure need that slowly took him, sensations creeping across his body with very careful motions and something he was happy to appreciate, something that nothing could slow down. He just soaked in the pleasures, accepted that the desire coming with it was everything he needed. The luxury of sitting in wait and letting the pleasure come to him.

"This is going to be a good day, I just know it," Mineta said, smirking bright and smug. "You really don't need any help at all getting down there now. I'm glad you've learned your place."

The wild and cock-drunk submission that urged Kyoka to keep giving in was only getting wilder with each push down, a senseless show of feelings too wild and too fierce for her to possibly resist. All these pleasures added very quickly up to a lot, but that excess was what she needed. The utterly ludicrous reality of how oversexed this household had become was in so many bizarre ways exactly what she needed, drowned in a deluge of endless want and heat, indulgence that continued to beat down faster upon her. Kyoka lived for this now, and she could not have been gladder to have followed Momo's guidance.

Now she was on her own. Kyoka had worked to become the best of the cocksuckers, to have a mouth skilled enough to handle every inch of fat cockmeat she had for breakfast, throat struggling as she forced her way into this mess deeper, wilder, refusing to let simple things like how over the top this was stop her from enjoying the mess. All Kyoka wanted was to serve and to give in, throwing herself into the deep end messier and wilder and without any restraint to hold her back. Pure, smoldering heat was all that mattered now, and to throw herself into the deep end felt like everything she needed, slobbering harder and louder on the cock to the sweet tune of her own surrender.

Mina finally drew back and headed off to plate up breakfast for everyone else, Momo coming down the stairs and settling in at the table. The sex was an interruption to this all, but then everything proceeded as normal again, everybody working well together in tending to the weirdness and the chaos of their own desires taking such intense and bizarre hold. The utterly casual nature of serving Mineta and his cock was a spectacle everyone was ready for, a beautiful addition that kept the whole house lit up as Mineta had his girls however he wanted and however they wanted him alike.

With an eager grunt and a throb of his cock, Mineta was downright casual in blowing his load. In letting go with a heave of his hips and a gush of his cock spraying hot jizz down her throat, feeding Kyoka the rest of her breakfast as she shivered, whined, gave up so completely to this joy. She was delighted, and like a good girl, did everything she could to make sure she got very drop of his cum down before drawing her head back, letting out an indecent whine and a hiccup. "I don't think I have room for eggs now," she mused.

The front door opened. "Hey guys, I'm here!" called a voice. A familiar and happy voice that brought a smile to everyone's face, as Ochaco walked in with bounce in her step. "Today is my day off, and I know exactly where I want to spend it."

Mineta looked at the perky brunette with a big grin as he finished up his food. The other girls dealt with their breakfasts and then were swiftly out the door to deal with their day's hero work, while Mineta headed off to the living room and its massive new television, spread out on the couch with Ochaco sitting down happily in his lap, hunched over him as he lay back and got comfy.

"So how has the house been?" she asked, biting her lip as she started bouncing happily along his cock, slow motions working with little sense of hurry or urgency. She had all day with Mineta, and she saw no reason to burn herself up so quickly. Instead she took it slow, sitting happily atop his cock, breasts dangling in his face as she worked along him with steady, caring motions, savouring the huge cock once more inside her. "I know it's only been a couple days since I was here, but it feels a lot longer. I don't like being away, and I miss you guys."

Mineta smirked. "That's okay, I missed you too," he said, and signified how much he missed her big squeezes of her ass. "It's been great, and I have you to thank for it. If you hadn't ended up loving my dick, I wouldn't have three more girlfriends right now. You really brought this all together."

"I'm so happy I took that chance," Ochaco confessed. "It's been such a happy few months now. I love knowing that no matter how many issues I have with Deku, I can always come back here and enjoy myself again. This has made my life so much better, and I'm glad that I can share it with my best friends, too." She was content maybe to an extreme and ridiculous point, and the words she started spilling out got her worked up, got her riding faster atop his dick and seeing more indulgence, relishing in the chance to give up and to lose herself like he did. It was a lot, but she felt like she could handle it, felt like giving up to this delight was all she really knew how to do.

The feeling of Ochaco getting quicker and starting to race atop his cock was everything that Mineta craved in one shot, and he was happy to lean into it, happy to explore what he could find and feel and embrace once she got going atop him. Every motion of her hips got a bit more reckless and hungrier, a steadily climbing push into things she felt unable to resist, pursuing greater desire and need, senseless, wild, giving in. She wanted so badly to lose herself, and the appeal of that lust was getting to be more than the hopeless wreck could deal with. So much was happening, all of it intense, raw, throbbing messes of pleasure and heat and desire that hit Ochaco hard. She was a mess, but she was an eager mess, one ready to face this pleasure head-on.

"I'm happy you did too. It's been amazing snice you got hooked on my dick, I can' ask for a better first harem member than you. Four gorgeous girls. All mine. I love it." His eyes drifted over to the television a moment, and just as his mind began to drift to the idea of if four could sate his lusts or if perhaps, he'd had enough girls, he took notice of the fact that the news was doing an interview with none other than Midnight.

No, no Mineta hadn't 'enough' yet at all.