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Eight Months and One Week Since Arriving
Setsuna
“Hey,” Mina rolled over to face Setsuna, “has it been a year yet?”
“Hmm,” Setsuna pondered the question, “no, not quite. It’s got to be getting close, though.”
“Sure feels like it,” Mina pouted, “I’m boooooored.”
“I feel that, girl,” Setsuna agreed, “there hasn’t really been much to do lately, hey?”
The rainy season had returned with a vengeance, and while the group of seven had managed to busy themselves for a time with various construction projects, their home had reached a point where it was objectively damn near rain-proof.
There had been projects that popped up here and there, mostly driven by Izuku or Momo, but even these tasks tended to be of the “work for the sake of working” variety. Setsuna had to admit to herself that she was well and truly tired of being stuck in The Garden, but it wasn’t as if there were any other options.
Setsuna let her gaze slide over Mina’s body as her girlfriend laid beside her, taking a moment to appreciate the pinkette’s figure. Even though Setsuna would never grow tired of the sight (she thoroughly enjoyed checking out all her partners), seeing Mina’s naked form didn’t even inspire any particularly lustful thoughts in her.
Well, not more than Setsuna’s usual lustful thoughts, anyways.
She supposed that it was some sort of sign that they’d all become so accustomed to each others’ nudity; it had certainly been thrilling at the start, but in recent times, it was just another part of their routine.
That’s pretty much everything, Setsuna thought, it’s all just… routine.
“We should figure out something to do,” Setsuna said, “I dunno, something more exciting than moving lumber around for no real reason.”
“Yeah?” Mina tapped a finger against her lips in thought, “I’m on board, but I’ve got nothing. I’m a party planner, not a construction expert.”
“Should we have a party, then?” Setsuna wondered, “even though it’s not the end of the month?”
“I mean, maybe?” Mina shrugged, “it’s really the only idea I’ve got.”
The two women sat in silence for a few moments, before they both sighed at the same time.
“I wonder why we’re still stuck here,” Setsuna complained, “I mean, haven’t we all had some kind of world-shaking revelation? Isn’t that what Greenie and Momo figured was the key to getting out?”
“D’you think that they have, though?” Mina wondered.
“Have what?”
“Had their own moments of clarity,” Mina answered, “I dunno, maybe I’m barking up the wrong tree here, but I’d say out of all of us, it seems like they’ve changed the least while we’ve been here.”
“You know what they used to be like better than I do,” Setsuna shrugged, “I guess I could see it. They’re both still kind of anxious messes sometimes, aren’t they?”
“Love them both,” Mina nodded, “but… yeah. Little bit. They probably always will be, honestly.”
“Why’s that, anyways?” Setsuna wondered, “I mean, not to talk down about any of the rest of us, but objectively speaking, those two have gotta be the smartest, most accomplished, and strongest out of all of us.”
“That’s probably part of it,” Mina explained, “they’ve got higher expectations for themselves than anyone else could possibly have, even with everything they’ve already done.”
“Makes sense, I guess,” Setsuna grumbled, “it’d be pretty great if they saw themselves the way we see them, though.”
“I’m pretty sure that we’ll never get Momo to admit she’s a goddess,” Mina giggled, “but at least we’ve got Midori to stop stuttering!”
“That’s true!” Setsuna nodded, “look how far he’s come, he can hold a conversation with a whole-ass naked girl now!”
“Leaps and bounds!” Mina laughed, then her expression fell somewhat, “if only it was just about girls, though.”
“What do you mean?” Setsuna asked.
“I don’t think this is, like, a secret or anything,” Mina hummed in thought, then continued, “but it sounds like Izuku didn’t really have the easiest time growing up.”
“No?” Setsuna was surprised, “kids are stupid, I don’t get why a guy that sweet wouldn’t have been popular.”
“He wasn’t just unpopular,” Mina sighed, “he was bullied pretty bad, I think.”
“That makes even less sense,” Setsuna sighed, “well, when we get out of here, if you want to track some people down and break their legs, I’m definitely down.”
“Wouldn’t have to look far…” Mina muttered.
“Oh?” Setsuna didn’t like the sound of that.
“Don’t tell him I told you,” Mina chewed her bottom lip, “but apparently Bakugo was one of the main bullies Izuku had to deal with. I guess they’ve sorted it out, or something, but I’m not a fan either.”
“I still owe Bakugo one from first year,” Setsuna shrugged, “I don’t mind making his life hell for a bit.”
“That’s why I love you, babe,” Mina laughed, “I’m on the exact same page. Not much we can do about it now, though.”
“Sure there is,” Setsuna had an idea, “we might not be able to get revenge for Izuku, but we can sure do our best to build his self-esteem back up!”
“Is that our project?” Mina chuckled, “use our powers of gossip and rumors for good?”
“Might as well,” Setsuna laughed along with her girlfriend, “all the juicy stuff going on here involves us, anyways.”
“I think it’s worth a shot,” Mina slung her arm around Setsuna’s shoulder, “not like we’re manipulating him or anything, right?”
“Nah,” Setsuna confirmed, “just reminding him how great he is, until he gets it through his thick skull.”
“Might as well do the same for Momo,” Mina leaned in and pecked Setsuna’s cheek, “she could use it too.”
“Sounds like we have a plan!” Setsuna cheered, “let’s talk to the others!”
Eight Months, One Week, and Three Days Since Arriving
Yui
Yui sat on the floor with a few of the other girls: Setsuna, Ibara, Ochako, and Mina. Momo and Izuku were absent from this impromptu meeting, as the pair of them had set off back to their old camp, intent on scouring it for any useful supplies that could possibly remain. Privately, Yui thought that they were just finding an excuse to stay busy, but she understood that desire all too well.
“I bet you’re all wondering why I called you here today,” Mina started.
“Because we have nothin’ to do?” Ochako answered.
“Well, yes,” Mina grumbled, “but also, an important decision that Set and I have made!”
“Is it finally time to have an orgy?” Yui asked.
“Yui…” Ibara sighed.
“Let’s table that idea for now,” Setsuna said, “no, we have a new mission! Behold!”
Setsuna unrolled a sheet of bark, which had a pair of crude stick figures drawn on it, surrounded by scrawled symbols. Yui presumed that one of the figures was supposed to be Izuku, given how it had a mess of green hair and ridiculously large muscles, while the other figure could only be Momo, with its comically large boobs.
“It’s the Supporting Momo and Izuku with Love and Effection plan!” Setsuna announced.
“You’re aware that’s not how you spell ‘affection’ in English, right?” Ibara rolled her eyes.
“Spelling later! Important plans now!” Mina declared, “I’m sure that the rest of you have noticed that our two geniuses don’t believe in themselves quite as much as they should…”
“Which is where we come in!” Setsuna interjected, “we’ll trick them into believing in themselves!”
“That sounds awfully underhanded,” Ibara hummed, “I can’t say that I approve of manipulating them, even if it’s for a beneficial end.”
“Manipulate, shmanipulate!” Mina waved her hands in the air, “all we have to do is be extra nice to them, encourage them whenever they assert themselves, and try to talk them out of being all mopey!”
“Isn’t that… exactly how we’ve been treatin’ them?” Ochako blinked.
“I’m confused,” Yui admitted, “this doesn’t sound like much of a plan at all.”
“Okay,” Mina deflated a bit, “so it’s not exactly a Momo-tier strategy, but it’s the thought that counts.”
“And the thought we’ve been having,” Setsuna continued, “is that out of all of us, those two have made the least progress on their personal issues while we’ve been here. I’m not being mean or anything, it’s just, well…”
“We’re still stuck here,” Mina finished, “and it’s getting pretty fucking old.”
“Is this about the theory that we have personal obstacles to surmount before we can leave?” Ibara asked.
“Yup!” Mina popped the ‘p’ exuberantly.
“I dunno,” Ochako said, “Izuku’s opened up a lot, he doesn’t even stutter any more!”
“It’s more than that, though,” Mina argued, “he’s still the same old Midori in other ways, like putting himself last, and everyone else first.”
“Which is one of the reasons he’s such a great boyfriend,” Setsuna added, “but it’s still not the greatest habit to have. Especially once he becomes a pro, you know?”
“I’m with ya on that,” Ochako agreed, “an’ I guess I can see where you’re comin’ from, but I’m just not sure what we can do, y’know? They’ve been like that for… most of their lives, I’m guessin’.”
“Well, we’ve all started a new life together, have we not?” Ibara pondered, “perhaps we can all become better than we used to be. I believe that I have, for one.”
“Exactly!” Setsuna nodded vigorously, “what I mean is, we’re not going to like, manipulate them or anything, but we’ll put a bit of extra effort into encouraging their self-esteem.”
“Mm,” Yui hummed, “I’m not the best at social things. I’m still confused how this is any different than usual.”
“You’ll like this bit,” Mina waggled her eyebrows, “part of the plan is to get Izuku to be more assertive!”
“We covered that already,” Ibara argued.
“Sexually assertive!” Mina shouted.
“Oh,” Ibara blushed, “well, then.”
“Not that I’d be complainin’, but we kinda already had that conversation with him,” Ochako argued, “what did you have in mind?”
“Why, nothing other than being our gorgeous selves!” Setsuna explained, “a little extra flirting here, a little touchy-feely there, and then…”
“We wait for Izuku to get the message and make a move!” Mina bounced where she sat.
“Hmm,” Ochako scrunched her face up in concentration, “I’m on board, I ‘spose.”
Yui pondered the plan – as loose as it was – and thought that it had some merits. She was certainly satisfied with how Izuku treated her in bed, but the thought of him getting rough with her because it was what he wanted definitely sounded even more tantalizing.
“Mm,” Yui chimed in, “I’m down.”
“I suppose it won’t make much of a difference either way,” Ibara said, “I’m not exactly well-versed in seduction.”
“What about Momo?” Ochako asked.
“Huh?” Mina and Setsuna said in chorus.
“I think I get what you’re sayin’ about Izuku,” Ochako pursed her lips, “but how does this plan build up Momo’s self-esteem?”
“Uh, well,” Setsuna chuckled and rubbed at her head, “we kinda got as far as the ‘turn Greenie into a sexual dynamo’ part and got a bit distracted…”
“I would imagine that Momo has a complicated relationship with compliments,” Ibara wondered aloud, “for most of her life, I’d wager a guess that anyone who complimented her was either buttering her up for a favor, or doing so in a way that placed expectations on her.”
“Maybe not so much ‘hey Momo, nice tits’, then,” Yui said.
“It’s tricky,” Mina admitted, “getting her to see that we love her for who she is, not what she does or how she looks.”
“I mean, it doesn’t hurt that she’s so gorgeous,” Setsuna waved her hands in the air as a couple of the girls started to protest, “I don’t mean it like that, I mean, Momo herself seems to think she’s maybe average looking.”
“Which, I’ll admit, is truly baffling,” Ibara nodded.
“I think I’ve got an idea or two,” Ochako hummed, “leave Momo to me, the rest of y’all can focus on this seduction plan you’ve got goin’.”
“Works for me,” Yui shrugged.
“All in agreement?” Mina gave a wide grin.
Eight Months and Two Weeks Since Arriving
Momo
Something was up the past few days, but Momo wasn’t entirely sure what. The other girls hadn’t been behaving oddly, per se, but there was a subtly different feel to her recent interactions with them. For one thing, Ochako had been acting in a way which Momo was almost tempted to call “possessive”, except instead of displaying any form of jealousy, the brunette was simply being even more affectionate than her usual level.
Not that Momo minded this in the slightest; she had to admit that she found herself preening somewhat under the attention. The moments where Ochako would, without warning, pull her into an embrace, or plant a relatively-chaste kiss on her lips were ones that Momo found herself thinking back on throughout the day.
The other four women, meanwhile, had been behaving similarly towards Izuku, but in a significantly more sexually-charged manner. Momo had often caught sight of Mina rubbing up against Izuku, Setsuna leaning into his ear and whispering something undoubtedly graphic, or Yui… well, Yui basically stopped just short of actually having sex with him in the middle of the cave.
Normally, Momo would have simply written this off as one (or more) of her partners feeling particularly amorous, but as far as she could tell, the various provocations never actually developed further than teasing. Were the context any different, Momo would have feared that there was some joke she was being left out of, but she trusted her girlfriends to have hers and Izuku’s best interests at heart.
It remained a puzzle that she couldn’t solve, however, which always left her feeling somewhat unsettled. Izuku seemed to be faring little better, as he sat beside her, looking notably flustered. Then again, the slight flush at his neck could probably be explained by the way that Mina was “innocently” splayed out on the floor, idly chatting with Ochako, with her back arched and hindquarters thrust into the air quite blatantly.
Momo felt her own mouth run somewhat dry at the sight, she had to admit.
“Hey, guys!” The once-alarming sight of Setsuna’s disembodied head made itself apparent, as she appeared at the mouth of the cave, under cover of a palm leaf, “the rain’s really coming down, hey? I think we’re gonna camp out in the shack tonight!”
“Why did you insist on going on a salvage operation at this hour anyways?” Momo wondered, “I hope it won’t be too chilly for you!”
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll stay warm,” Setsuna winked, “anyway, I’d better get back, I can’t stay decapitated for too long!”
“Night, babe!” Mina called, though she didn’t change her provocative position in the slightest.
“Looks like it’s just the four of us tonight,” Ochako spoke from directly behind Momo, making her jump a tiny bit, “not that I’m complainin’, especially with you two lookin’ so cute!”
Ochako leaned down and kissed the shell of Momo’s ear, which sent a shiver down her spine that had absolutely nothing to do with the rainy weather outside.
“What do you guys wanna do?” Mina asked, as she rolled over to a new position. If her previous stance had been provocative, this was nearly pornographic, as she propped herself up on her elbows, her knees spread wide, looking for all the world like she was imminently about to have sex.
“Hmm,” Ochako hummed, and Momo noticed her run her fingernails up Izuku’s spine, “I dunno! Wanna play a game or somethin’?”
“Uh,” Izuku grunted, and Momo could hear the strain in his voice, “yeah, sure. What did you have in mind?”
“We’ve pretty much run ‘truth or dare’ into the ground,” Mina shrugged, which did fascinating things to her breasts, “what did you have in mind, ‘Chako?”
“Let’s grab a drink!” Ochako chirped, “c’mon, Mina, let’s go see what we’ve got in stock!”
As Ochako walked around the wooden bench where Momo and Izuku were seated, Momo was absolutely convinced that her girlfriend was purposefully swaying her hips. While Ochako was rather blessed in that department, nothing else could explain the way that her posterior wobbled back and forth enticingly.
Momo nearly leapt out of her seat when Izuku’s hand came to rest on her upper thigh, and when she turned to look at him, his expression was part of way to “frantic”.
“They’re teasing us, aren’t they?” He half-whispered, half-groaned.
“I suspect so,” Momo noticed that her own voice came out breathier than she’d intended.
“How about…” Izuku trailed off as his eyes ran up Momo’s body, and she felt her heart race under his gaze, “we give them a bit of a show, then?”
Momo’s brief doubts were erased by the feeling of Izuku’s hand sliding further up her thigh.
“Yes!” she whined.
As soon as she spoke, Izuku’s hand clenched down more firmly, and he pulled her towards himself just as eagerly as Momo swung her leg over him, straddling him easily. Izuku’s other hand went to the back of her head, carding through her hair as he pulled her into a searing kiss.
His tongue danced against hers as Momo loosed a groan that she hadn’t realized she’d been holding on to, the heat between her legs rapidly becoming an inferno.
“Whew! Took ya long enough!” Ochako’s voice barely even registered to Momo, as she was far too preoccupied with her present activities.
Her girlfriend’s physical interruption, however, could not be ignored in the slightest. When Ochako made her proximity known by rubbing her hand along Momo’s back, Momo leaned into the touch, then craned her head back so that the brunette could kiss her in turn.
“Dang, guys,” Mina interrupted, “you’re… really going at it. Want me to give you some privacy…?”
Momo turned to look at the pink-haired woman, taking note of the way that Mina was rubbing her thighs together where she stood, a hopeful expression on her face.
Well, it’s going to happen eventually, Momo thought.
“Mina,” she spoke, “come here.”
Mina practically bounced over to the trio, and, after a shuddering breath, Momo pressed her lips against Mina’s. As the pinkette’s tongue pushed into her mouth, Momo wondered why, exactly, she’d waited so long.
Ibara
“They’re in good hands!” Setsuna reported, “Mina and Ochako will show them a really good time, or my hair isn’t green!”
“Well, let us hope that it’s a good experience for all,” Ibara hummed, “I still don’t see why we have to spend the night in a shack, however.”
“Becauuuuse,” Setsuna drawled, “it’s a ‘1-A bonding’ kind of thing. They’ve known each other longer, there’s less room for Greenie or Momo to get nervous about anything.”
Ibara supposed it made sense, and she certainly hoped that the four of them had a pleasant evening together, but she still would have preferred spending her own evening somewhere warmer. While the former “love shack” was rain-proof enough after the repairs that Izuku had performed over the summer, it wasn’t exactly her residence of choice.
There was something of a bed remaining, at least.
“Well, how shall we spend our time, then?” Ibara asked.
Setsuna gave a grin that Ibara didn’t trust in the slightest, then turned to Yui.
“Hey, Yui?” The greenette asked.
“Mm?” Yui responded.
“How have you been holding up, flirting with Izuku all week and all?”
“Mm,” Yui hummed, “I’m horny.”
“Well then,” Setsuna’s grin got even wider, “wanna bone?”
“Oh, goodness,” Ibara said, “is that why you brought us here?”
“Can’t say I wasn’t thinking of it,” Setsuna took a step towards Yui, “if you’re uncomfortable, we don’t have to do anything, but I’ve talked to Mina, y’know.”
“I, oh, um, well…” Ibara stammered.
“No pressure,” Setsuna ran a hand up Yui’s side, and the black-haired woman shuddered under her touch, “but I’m pretty pent up myself, and I think it’s about time that I rock our girl’s world.”
“Please,” Yui murmured.
Ibara wasn’t sure how to feel about this – in retrospect, entirely predictable – development. On the one hand, it was true that she wished to explore more forms of intimacy with other women, but on the other… it seemed awfully sudden.
“You can watch, if you want,” Setsuna reached up and ran her fingers through Yui’s hair, “would that be easier?”
Ibara pondered the idea. While these feelings were still new and uncertain to her, the more she thought, the fewer reasons to say “no” she could come up with. She had to admit, the sight of Setsuna’s lithe body pressed up against Yui’s curvaceous form was stoking a heat in her belly.
“Okay…” Ibara said, hesitantly, “I’ll watch, I suppose.”
“Great!” Setsuna tightened her grip in Yui’s hair, pulling her head backwards, allowing Ibara to see how Yui’s blue eyes were blown wide with lust, “in that case, get on your knees, babe!”
Yui was all too eager to follow Setsuna’s directions, dropping to the floor in an instant. Just as quickly, Setsuna lifted one of her legs, slung it over Yui’s shoulder, and pulled Yui’s face between her legs. The speed at which the night had turned into a wantonly sexual occasion still had Ibara feeling off-balance, but she obediently watched the performance as she had said she would.
“Fuck yeah,” Setsuna panted, “damn, you’re great at this. I should’ve fucked you ages ago!”
“Mm!” Yui hummed, her voice muffled by her activities.
Setsuna met Ibara’s eyes across the room and winked salaciously, before she started to thrust her hips against Yui’s face. Yui, for her part, seemed to have absolutely no objection to the rough treatment, as positively lewd sounds of licking and slurping started to fill the room.
Ibara rubbed her thighs together, as she was more and more affected by the sights and sounds she witnessed.
Perhaps I am restraining myself too much…
Setsuna tossed her head back in pleasure, and Ibara watched the greenette detach her hands, which floated down to Yui’s backside. With how Yui was crouched on the floor, her posterior was stuck out rather appealingly, a fact made even more evident when Setsuna’s disembodied hands clutched Yui’s butt, kneading and spreading her cheeks.
“You’ve got an absolutely fantastic ass, y’know,” Setsuna chuckled, “ever thought about having something up it?”
“Mhmm,” Yui murmured.
Ibara wasn’t nearly as scandalized by the suggestion of sodomy as she once would have been, but even still, something about the act seemed a bit too perverse for her to consider engaging in. She wondered if this, perhaps, was another area where she might be holding herself back for no reason.
“Is that actually enjoyable?” She asked.
“It can be!” Setsuna answered, “for some people – fuck, Yui! – it’s more a sometimes thing, but I know Mina fucking loves it.”
Fascinating, Ibara thought, I wonder what the appeal is.
“Of course, for some people like Yui…” Setsuna’s hands slapped Yui’s bottom, making it wobble, “I’d imagine part of the appeal is feeling utterly dominated. I can’t wait to watch Izuku pound your bubble butt, babe.”
“Mm!” Yui replied.
“In the mean time…” Setsuna pulled Yui’s face out from between her legs, “you’re doing great, but standing up isn’t working for me. Bed?”
“Mhm!” Yui eagerly sprang to her feet, then Setsuna led her towards the bed which remained in the corner of the shack.
Ibara found herself unconsciously following the pair, wandering closer to that side of the room even though she could see perfectly well from her present vantage point. Setsuna – her hands reattached – guided Yui to lay down on her back, then wasted absolutely no time in leaping atop the other woman, taking a seat atop her face. Ibara couldn’t help but admire the smooth lines of musculature in Setsuna’s back, to say nothing of how her backside looked, perched atop Yui as she was.
Setsuna leaned back, then grabbed on to Yui’s calves, pulling her legs wide open and into the air. Setsuna then craned her head even further back, made eye contact with Ibara, and grinned deviously.
“You sure you’re good just watching?” Setsuna asked, “looking awfully hot and bothered there…”
Ibara was shaken by the realization that, at some point, she’d allowed her hand to drift between her own legs, and she’d started idly toying with her womanhood. When she removed her hand in surprise, a string of moisture trailed from her sex to her fingers.
“I, um,” Ibara stammered.
“Live a little,” Setsuna suggested, “c’mon, why don’t you help Yui out while she takes care of me.”
Ibara thought of protesting, considered insisting that her only interest was acting as an observer, but she found it hard to actually speak the words that her mind came up with. Instead, a quiet, treasonous whisper in her mind agreed with Setsuna, and that voice became louder and louder the longer she waited.
She walked closer to the couple on the bed with shaky legs, and as she approached, she could see that Yui’s womanhood was positively glistening with arousal. Ibara crouched down at the end of the bed, taking an even closer look, and as she leaned in, she caught a scent of a heady aroma.
Hesitantly, Ibara reached out and ran one of her fingers up Yui’s slit. While it wasn’t the first time she’d explored another woman’s body (thanks to her recent experience with Mina), something about the occasion felt momentous in its own way.
“That’s it,” Setsuna spoke, and when Ibara glanced up, she noticed that her classmate had swiveled her head around to face her, “don’t be scared, you’re doing great.”
Ibara licked her lips, then took a deep breath.
There’s no time to overthink this, just do it.
She leaned forward, and ran her tongue up Yui’s womanhood. Ibara wasn’t quite sure what she expected, but the tangy taste that hit her senses was one that she immediately decided she could easily become accustomed to.
“MM!” Yui voiced her approval from between Setsuna’s legs.
“Here,” Setsuna said, “let me help out a bit.”
One of Setsuna’s hands floated in front of Ibara’s face, then the detached extremity proceeded to spread Yui’s lower lips open, revealing the pink flesh of her most intimate place. Ibara found the sight breathtaking, and the next time she extended her tongue to meet Yui’s slit, she wasn’t hesitant in the slightest.
“Fuck yeah,” Setsuna panted, “just like that. Both of you.”
As Ibara’s doubts melted away before her lust, she started to put the tips that Mina had given her into practice, exploring every part of Yui’s sex with her tongue. She found that Yui seemed to react most positively when she flicked her tongue around the spot just under her clitoris, so Ibara started to focus on that area in her ministrations.
Why was I so afraid of this? Ibara wondered, this is absolutely delightful.
The three women didn’t exchange any further words as they busied themselves in their oral activities, and Ibara found that she didn’t even mind that she wasn’t currently receiving any stimulation. As she continued to suckle on Yui’s sex, Yui’s legs began to twitch and spasm at either side of her head.
Ibara decided to add further stimulation, and slowly pushed two of her fingers inside the black-haired woman. She marveled at just how wet Yui was, her walls seeming to cling to Ibara’s digits as if they were trying to pull them deeper inside.
When Ibara curled her fingers upwards, Yui loosed a long, shuddering moan, her hips bucking up towards Ibara’s face. Ibara became conscious that her chin suddenly became drenched with moisture at the same time as Yui’s womanhood clenched so tightly that Ibara couldn’t even move her fingers.
“Fuck yeah,” Setsuna gasped, “fuck yeah, I’m cumming, don’t stop!”
Ibara looked up, and witnessed Setsuna undergo a full-body spasm as Yui’s own attentions brought her to a climax. She found the sight undeniably erotic, and felt a not-insubstantial amount of pride that she had managed to bring Yui to her peak before Setsuna had reached hers, despite Setsuna’s head start in the matter.
“Mmm, yeah,” Setsuna dismounted from Yui, spun around, and stared at Ibara, “fuck, she came hard, didn’t she?”
Just as Ibara was about to reply, Setsuna swept closer to her, and initiated a forceful kiss. Ibara was surprised at first, but quickly found herself responding by instinct, her tongue dancing against the other woman’s in an impromptu battle for dominance.
“She tastes good,” Setsuna breathed as she pulled back.
“She does…” Ibara agreed.
Yui, for her part, simply lay there breathing heavily, her chest heaving up and down as she caught her breath.
“Now, it’s your turn!” Setsuna announced.
“Oh,” Ibara had managed to forget about her own pleasure, “I suppose it is.”
“Lay back,” Setsuna commanded, “I’ll take care of you. If that’s okay?”
“More than okay,” Ibara acknowledged, “please do.”
She clambered on to the bed, laying down beside Yui, as Setsuna repositioned herself towards the foot of the bed. The greenette was quick to spring into action, plunging between Ibara’s legs as soon as they were spread, and Ibara didn’t even bother stifling the gasp that Setsuna’s sudden, intense licking drew forth from her.
“Mm,” Yui rolled into her side, the shorter woman’s breasts crushing up against Ibara’s own, “that was good. Thanks.”
“It was my pleasure,” Ibara found her voice shaky, “well, that is, I suppose it was yours…”
“Mm,” Yui leaned in towards her, “you’re cute.”
Yui pressed a soft kiss against Ibara’s lips, one that quickly turned into a slow, languid dance of tongues.
It may have been the fact that the situation was so new to her, or it could have been that Setsuna was particularly talented, but before long, Ibara noticed the familiar heat of an orgasm beginning to build in her loins.
“You like that?” Setsuna looked up at her, and instead of answering, Ibara reached down to plant her hand on the back of Setsuna’s head, then pushed her back towards her task. Setsuna responded to Ibara’s non-verbal command quite admirably, licking and sucking at her sex with expert technique.
“Oh!” Ibara gasped, “right there!”
Setsuna listened to directions very well, as it turned out, focusing her attentions directly on the sensitive spot that her tongue had just encountered. Yui reached out to Ibara’s other hand, entwining their fingers together, then squeezed reassuringly as Ibara felt herself becoming undone.
“Mm, yeah,” Yui hummed, “cum for us.”
Ibara immediately did just that, her hips rising from the bed and thrusting against Setsuna’s face as pleasure wracked her body.
“YES!” Ibara screamed, the heat from her core spilling out into her entire body.
Her vision filled with stars; such was the intensity of her climax. When Ibara came down from her peak, all she could do was pant for breath, as Yui clasped her hand, and Setsuna ran her fingers up and down the inside of Ibara’s thighs.
“So, that was a good experience?” Setsuna grinned cheekily.
“Very much so,” Ibara agreed.
“Good,” Setsuna said, “because we can keep going, if you’d like.”
“I would like,” Ibara eagerly consented, “I’d like that a lot.”
“Mhmm!” Yui agreed in her characteristic way.
Izuku
Izuku wasn’t the most socially-competent man in the world, but he was more aware than many – including himself – gave him credit for. It hadn’t taken him long to notice that something was up over the past few days, with how all the girls except for Momo had suddenly become much more flirtatious and complimentary.
He’d also figured out that it was for his benefit, and had a typically-Izuku reaction that they didn’t need to bother for his sake. That, in turn, had led to another realization that his usual urge to insist that people didn’t need to bother doing things for his sake was probably the exact reason that the girls were acting the way they were.
This had finally led him to resolve that he’d at least attempt to give himself a little bit more credit, but this was a somewhat alien mindset to put himself into. He’d taken the initiative to start a couple new projects around the cave, but for some reason, it seemed like the girls were extra-nice to him when he was relaxing, rather than being productive.
The message wasn’t exactly hard to figure out: “relax and be happy for once”.
When he found himself with Momo on his lap, Ochako and Mina at arm’s reach… Izuku figured he could manage to get out of his own head for a little bit, surrounded by three gorgeous women as he was.
Ochako leaned over Momo’s shoulder, and Izuku was quick to pull her face down to his, where he slipped his tongue into her mouth without the slightest hint of hesitation. His hands roamed over the expanses of bare skin that he was surrounded by, pausing to squeeze, grab, and grope at the more interesting regions of his girlfriends’ bodies.
He felt his heart pounding in his ears as his libido took over his higher brain functions, and this time, Izuku simply surrendered himself to his lust. He had no need to worry or fret over “what ifs”, giving himself entirely over to the present.
Mina separated from Momo, and Izuku turned from Ochako to begin kissing the tall woman. Momo moaned against his lips as Izuku palmed one of her breasts, his other hand full of Mina’s bountiful ass. Izuku thrust his hips forward by instinct, his rapidly-growing erection brushing up between Momo’s thighs.
“Ahn!” Momo gasped when Izuku’s head brushed against her slit, “Izuku, please!”
Well, I can hardly leave a lady waiting, he mused.
Izuku stood from the bench, easily lifting Momo as he did so. Ochako and Mina made pleased cooing noises as he effortlessly spun the black-haired woman through the air, repositioning her so that he could gently lay her down on her back.
He didn’t hesitate a moment to spread Momo’s legs apart, taking a moment to appreciate the way she looked up at him with such unabashed need in her eyes. Izuku ran his fingers over her slit, and, finding her to be absolutely soaked, lined his cock up as he prepared to slide inside her.
“Fuck yeah,” Mina moaned, “you two are so hot.”
Izuku slid inside Momo slowly, both of them shuddering as the days of teasing they’d been on the receiving end of finally came to a satisfying resolution. While part of Izuku was tempted to focus solely on Momo for the time being, the rest of him thought that there were two other gorgeous women nearby who had something to make up to Momo and him.
Driven by that impulse, Izuku reached out and slung his arms around Ochako and Mina’s shoulders, using them for leverage as he began to thrust in and out of Momo. Izuku set an aggressive pace from the start, his hips slamming against Momo with enough force to cause ripples to run up her body.
“You two,” Izuku grunted, “have some explaining to do.”
“Oh?” Ochako’s gaze was full of mischief, “do we?”
“You’ve been teasing us all week,” Izuku said, as he ran his fingers through each of their hair, “I think it’s time you start telling us why…”
He figured that he knew the answer already, but it was fun to play along.
“Y-Yes,” Momo stammered, as Izuku continued to thrust almost absent-mindedly, “I noticed the same.”
“Well, you seeeee,” Mina whined as Izuku reached up and started to toy with one of her horns, “we just wanted you two to feel good about yourselves…”
“Yeah,” Ochako groaned as Izuku tightened his grip in her hair, “that’s all!”
“Actions speak louder than words,” Izuku gave them both a wry grin, before he pushed both women downwards, mashing their faces into Momo’s bouncing breasts. Mina and Ochako got the message immediately, latching on to Momo’s nipples and sucking enthusiastically.
“O-oh my!” Momo moaned, her eyes rolling back as she arched upwards, “don’t stop!”
Izuku had no intention of slowing down, let alone stopping. While he still wanted his girlfriends to have fun, of course, he figured that he might as well prioritize his own desires, at least this time. With that in mind, he increased the pace at which he fucked Momo, his hands clenched around her firm thighs. Mina and Ochako continued to lavish attention to her tits: Mina had both hands wrapped around one breast and was sucking as hard as she could, while Ochako had her face pressed in to Momo’s other breast and flickered her tongue over Momo’s nipple.
He briefly removed his hands from Momo’s legs to bring them down on each of Ochako and Mina’s butts, delivering a spank just hard enough to cause each woman’s ass to jiggle enticingly. Izuku figured that he had more than enough stamina to give all three of them a good time, so he didn’t concern himself with the orgasm that he felt beginning to build in his core.
“OH!” Momo shouted, as her legs spasmed and her hips bucked. Her own orgasm was intense enough that it almost forced Izuku’s cock free of her, but Izuku took the chance to lean forward, perching on his feet so that he could pound downwards into her. His new position also gave him the ability to bend down to kiss Momo, trapping Ochako and Mina between their chests in a way that he doubted either woman had any objection to.
“Fuck, Izuku,” Mina gasped, “you’d better fuck me like that!”
“Maybe I will,” Izuku teased, then turned his head so he could kiss Mina. Ochako was quick to slide from Momo’s breast back to her lips, and all the while, Izuku continued to thrust powerfully into Momo’s wet, eager pussy.
Momo made a high-pitched sound that marked her second climax of the evening, and Izuku felt her walls flutter around his shaft. The stimulation was nearly enough to bring him to his own orgasm, but he held on a moment longer, delaying his climax as long as possible as he thrust harder and faster.
“Where d’you want it, Momo?” Izuku gasped.
“Inside!” She begged.
“Fill her up, babe,” Mina grinned.
Izuku thought that sounded like a fantastic idea. He raised himself higher up, pounding down into Momo at nearly a vertical angle, and after a few mighty thrusts, he let himself go. His orgasm ripped through him more powerfully than usual – no doubt the result of having been teased for days – as he let loose a triumphant shout.
“Mmmm,” Ochako purred, as Izuku let his cock slip free from Momo, “you two are fuckin’ hot together.”
“Oh, we’re not done yet,” Izuku grinned, “why don’t you clean our girlfriend up, Ochako?”
He stepped back to allow Ochako to slide into position, which she did without argument. Momo gasped and grabbed Ochako’s head with both hands as the brunette dove into her pussy with gusto, licking and slurping to extract all the cum that Izuku had just left inside of Momo.
“Goddamn,” Mina whistled, “she’s really going for it!”
Izuku stood up, then turned to face the pink-haired woman, who knelt beside Ochako’s hips. In most situations, he might have had a moment of hesitation, but Izuku was doing his best to allow himself to be carried by the momentum of the situation.
Without asking, Izuku once more gripped Mina’s horns, then pulled her head towards his cock, which remained mostly stiff. Mina understood what he expected immediately, as her tongue lolled out of her mouth and ran up the entire length of his shaft, her gold-on-black eyes staring up at him hungrily.
“That’s right,” Izuku murmured, “get me hard again.”
“Mmmf,” Mina slurred, “you already are, fuck.”
Izuku glanced down, surprised at his own recovery speed. He supposed that, given what was going on around him, he should have expected it, but it was still a pleasant discovery.
Mina, for her part, started sucking his cock in earnest, bobbing her head back and forth and drawing a groan from the green-haired man. He glanced to the side, where Momo lay on her back, her chest heaving in the air, while Ochako absolutely devoured her. Ochako’s ass was raised in the air enticingly, a fact that Mina picked up on shortly afterwards.
“Look at all this booty,” Mina brought a hand down to slap Ochako’s ass, “what are you gonna do with it, Midori?”
“Hmm,” Izuku pretended to ponder his options, while he reached down and hauled Mina to her feet, “that’s a good question.”
He took a moment to line himself up with Ochako, then pushed forward roughly, hilting himself inside her with a single thrust.
“Fuck!” Ochako threw her head back, only for Momo to drag Ochako’s face back down between her long legs.
Izuku stayed still for a moment, savoring the feeling of Ochako’s pussy wrapped around his manhood, which was still extra-sensitive from his recent climax. He pulled Mina closer to him, bringing her into a heated kiss as he began to slowly rock his hips back and forth.
“I’m sure she can handle more than that, Izuku,” Momo panted, “why don’t you show Ochako what I experienced?”
“Yeah, Midori,” Mina whispered into his ear, followed by a bite to his earlobe, “really give it to her.”
And here I thought you wanted me to call the shots, Izuku thought, though he wasn’t frustrated at all; after all, the fact that all his girlfriends were such assertive women was one of the things he loved about them.
Izuku let his hand slide down Mina’s back and over the curve of her backside as he started to put more intensity into his thrusts, watching how Ochako’s ass rippled every time his hips impacted her bountiful butt. He glanced at Momo, and saw that the black-haired woman had her eyes closed and her mouth hung open in pleasure as she enjoyed Ochako’s oral attention.
Let’s see if I can distract her a bit…
He brought his free hand down onto Ochako’s ass, gripping her butt-cheek firmly to pull her back into his thrusts. At the same time, he slid his other hand lower on Mina’s ass, delving between her legs to curl his fingers inside her pussy from the back.
“Mmm,” Mina purred into his ear, “that’s the spot.”
Ochako, meanwhile, made a muffled moan between Momo’s legs.
“How’s she doing, Momo?” Izuku asked.
“So good,” Momo whined in response, “I’m going to cum again soon!”
“I’m glad to hear,” Izuku grinned, then started to fuck Ochako in earnest, putting all his strength into his movements. At his side, Mina panted and mewled as his digits stroked at the sensitive spots inside her, and from how he could feel her pussy clenching and quivering, Izuku assumed that Mina wasn’t far off herself.
“You’re close too, aren’t you?” Izuku whispered in Mina’s ear, then he punctuated his statement with a hearty slap to Ochako’s ass.
“Oh, oh yes, oh!” Momo cried, her usual eloquence disappearing as she started to cum.
“All of you,” Izuku grunted, “I want you to cum for me.”
He thrust his fingers deep inside Mina, and at the same time, slid his thumb between her cheeks and over her asshole. The trick that Setsuna had shown him so long ago worked wonders, as Mina suddenly sagged against his hand, whining desperately in his ear as her orgasm tore through her.
“Yeeeesss!” Momo shouted, bucking her hips up into Ochako’s face.
Izuku gripped Ochako’s ass tightly, pounding her with as much intensity as he could. It didn’t take her long to join the other two women, her walls contracting around his shaft in a pleasant, wet grip as she came.
“Wow,” Mina sighed, sagging against Izuku’s side, “that was intense.”
“Oh, we’re not done yet,” Izuku teased.
He pulled free from Ochako, then, in one smooth motion, lifted Mina into the air with one arm, making her squeal in surprise. Izuku brought his other hand under her thighs, and hoisted her up to his chest, kissing her fiercely.
“Momo,” Izuku spoke as he pulled away from Mina’s lips for a moment, “help me out here.”
“Oh, yes!” Momo shakily got to her knees, then crawled over to the pair. She reached up to angle Izuku’s throbbing cock so that it lined up with Mina’s entrance, at which point Izuku let Mina drop lower, impaling her on his length.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” Mina gasped, “manhandle me, babe!”
Izuku set about doing exactly that, bouncing Mina up and down in midair, her legs splayed out around him. Ochako crawled over to kneel beside Momo, and both of the currently-unoccupied women began to run their hands up and down Izuku’s thighs, occasionally rising higher to caress his balls.
“You’re so strong…” Ochako said, “it’s so fuckin’ hot.”
Mina wrapped her arms around Izuku’s neck, a constant stream of whines and moans spilling from her lips. His every thrust made Mina’s entire body ripple from the sheer force involved, the other two women watching with impressed expressions as Izuku did his level best to fuck Mina’s brains out.
“Izukuuuuu!” Mina cried, her statement trailing off into a wordless moan.
Ochako was bold enough to lean forward and plant a kiss on Izuku’s swinging balls, which sent a pleasurable shiver up his spine. Mina’s pussy tightened around him, marking another orgasm for the pink woman, and the combination of stimuli made the heat in Izuku’s groin rise to a boiling point.
He reluctantly removed Mina from her “seat”, since Izuku had something else in mind for his finale, inspired by Ochako’s recent actions.
“All three of you,” he commanded, “finish me off.”
Ochako happily continued licking and slurping at his balls, while Momo leaned forward to take his length into her mouth. Mina, once she had recovered from her own recent climax, joined Ochako at the other side of Izuku’s ballsack, the lazy way that she licked at him contrasting excellently with Ochako’s technique.
Izuku felt his orgasm approaching rapidly, and from how his legs had started to quiver slightly, he could tell it was going to be a big one.
“I’m close!” He announced, “get ready!”
As if driven by an unspoken agreement, the three women pulled back from his groin, then stared up at him with lustful eyes and their open mouths presented as targets. Ochako reached up to stroke his manhood, her hand a blur of movement as she expertly brought him towards his climax.
“Fuck!” Izuku bellowed as his powerful orgasm struck like a lightning bolt, before he shot several thick ropes of cum all over the faces and mouths of his girlfriends kneeling in front of him. The sight of the three gorgeous women red-faced, panting, and covered in cum was one that Izuku thought he’d never forget. When the women leaned in to engage in a sloppy, three-way kissing session, he felt his manhood twitch a final time despite all the effort he’d already put in.
“That was hot,” Ochako giggled, “you’re amazin’, babe.”
“You’re all amazing,” Izuku sighed, as his exertions finally started to catch up to him, leaving him in a pleasant afterglow, “that was really great.”
“Mhmm!” Mina agreed, as she cuddled up to Momo, “definitely worth the wait!”
“I’m inclined to agree,” Momo said, “I feel like I might be able to be somewhat more open with my, um, affections, now.”
Izuku was pleased to hear it. He slumped to the floor, and the group of four quickly arranged themselves into a sweaty, but satisfied pile.
I wonder if the others had as good a time as we did.
Eight Months and Three Weeks Since Arriving
Ochako
While there hadn’t exactly been any kind of dramatic, overnight change in Izuku and Momo’s behavior, Ochako thought she could see signs – in Izuku, at least – that Setsuna and Mina’s plan had proven successful. Izuku had definitely seized the initiative when the foursome had developed, but more than just during sexual activities, he seemed to have genuinely relaxed in a way that she wasn’t sure if she’d ever seen before.
Momo was still Momo, as much as Ochako loved the woman, she could tell that the brilliant Yaoyorozu heir still struggled to accept that there was something she didn’t understand, namely the mysterious nature of The Garden. Ochako didn’t believe that her girlfriend was actively distressed or anything that severe, but she also thought she had a fairly solid grasp over Momo’s thought processes after all their time together.
Even still, Ochako felt a strange sense of optimism, one that didn’t seem to have any sort of concrete basis, but it buoyed her mood all the same. If she were to try to put it into words, it felt like good things were on the horizon.
“What’cha smiling about?” Setsuna asked. The two women were the only ones hanging around the cave at that moment, as the others were occupied with various activities.
“Oh, just thinkin’,” Ochako replied, “yours and Mina’s plan worked out pretty well, didn’t it?”
“Honestly, it wasn’t much of a plan,” Setsuna chuckled, “I think we were just bored, and wanted to stir the pot a little bit.”
“From what I heard, it was your pot that got all stirred up,” Ochako teased, “sounds like you Class-B ladies had a good night yourselves.”
“It was a blast,” Setsuna nodded, “it’s taken a while, but it seems like everyone’s walls are coming down finally, hey?”
“I’d say so,” Ochako hummed, “I’m just glad that we all fit with each other, y’know?”
“It’s definitely easier this way,” Setsuna agreed, “you ever think things would wind up like this?”
“Eh?”
“I mean, when we all got here,” Setsuna said, “I definitely wasn’t expecting to start dating anyone, let alone all of you.”
“I guess it’s kinda surprisin’, when you put it like that,” Ochako pondered the question, “but I wouldn’t change anythin’ about it. I dunno, somethin’ just feels right about the way we fell together, y’know?”
“It fits for someone as awesome as me that I have five gorgeous girlfriends, and one absolute hunk of a boyfriend!” Setsuna puffed her chest out, “maybe I never really planned for a whole poly deal, but now that I’ve got my hooks in you all, there’s no escaping me!”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Ochako giggled, “same goes for you, I’m not giving up my lizard girl for anythin’!”
“Wait,” Setsuna reached out and grabbed Ochako by the shoulders, “I just realized something.”
“What’s that?”
“We’ve never fucked,” Setsuna affected a shocked expression, “it’s practically as much your harem as it is Izuku’s, and you’ve never taken me to bed! I’m hurt!”
“Oh, geeze,” Ochako laughed, “you had me worried for a second. Here!”
She leaned in and kissed Setsuna, one which started out relatively chaste, but quickly became a sloppy duel of tongues.
“Better,” Setsuna said, as they separated, “but I still want you to rock my world. Sooner than later, preferably.”
“You got it,” Ochako rested her head against Setsuna’s shoulder, “maybe not right now, but I’m sure I can fit you in soon.”
“If you can fit Greenie in, you can definitely handle me,” Setsuna waggled her eyebrows.
“This is nice,” Ochako sighed, “I know it’s gonna be a bit different when we get back to the real world, but I’m glad that we can spend this time together.”
“When do you think that’ll be?” Setsuna asked, “the ‘real world’ bit, that is.”
“I have a feeling it’s soon,” Ochako answered, “I can’t say why, just somethin’ in my gut.”
“About darn time,” Setsuna grumbled, “don’t get me wrong, I love our little love-fest vacation and all, but I miss stuff from our century sometimes.”
“Be patient,” Ochako patted Setsuna’s head reassuringly, “however much longer it takes, that just means more time to spend with all of you.”
“Yeah, but I wanna go on dates,” Setsuna pouted, “real ones, not just trips to the love shack.”
“Me too,” Ochako agreed, “it’ll come. We’ve got the rest of our lives to spend doin’ that kinda stuff, there’s no rush.”
“Yeah?” Setsuna mused, “you think this is gonna be a lifetime type situation?”
“Yeah,” Ochako said, “I don’t think any of us is willin’ to give up anyone else of us.”
“That’s kind of nice,” Setsuna hummed, “maybe it’s a bit soon to think of this all, but the thought of living in a mansion with all of you sounds pretty fucking ideal.”
“A mansion, hey?” Ochako teased, “I should’ve known you had expensive taste.”
“Oh, just you wait,” Setsuna jokingly threatened, “when we’re back there, I’mma spoil the fuck out of you.”
“Nooooo,” Ochako whined, “my one weakness!”
The pair remained embracing each other in silence for a few moments longer, then separated with a final quick peck.
“Sooooo,” Setsuna drawled, “we’ve got another anniversary coming up soon, don’t we?”
“We do,” Ochako said, “why? What’re you thinkin’?”
“Oh, nothing in particular,” Setsuna gave one of her toothy grins, “I just think it’s going to be an extra-fun time, that’s all.”
Ochako found herself looking forward to it.