Denki stared down at her, chest heaving.
His free hand stayed on her waist, thumb stroking absently. The one on her ass flexed again, kneading the soft flesh, feeling the way it gave under his grip.
"Yeah?" His voice came out wrecked. "You want… more of this?"
She nodded once. Then, without a word, she reached down, grabbed the hem of her crop top, and pulled it up and off in one smooth motion.
Her breasts bounced free—perky, round, and fuller than her small frame made them seem at first. Pale skin flushed a soft pink across the tops, nipples dark and already stiff, standing out proudly. They rose and fell with her quick breaths, the weight of them shifting slightly with every inhale, soft but firm enough to hold that perfect shape.
Denki's mouth watered at the sight of her soft mounds. He didn't think; he just dove in.
He latched onto her left nipple first, sucking hard and deep right away. His tongue swirled around the stiff peak, flicking fast over the tip before pulling it between his lips with wet suction. He groaned low against her skin, the vibration making her arch her back a little.
Tsuyu's hand came up slowly, fingers sliding into his messy blond hair. She didn't grab—she caressed, nails lightly scraping his scalp in slow, soothing circles.
The gentle touch sent sparks down his spine, even as he sucked harder, cheeks hollowing. He switched to the other breast, mouth open wide to take as much as he could. Tongue lapping broad, flat strokes over the soft underside before circling back to the nipple, sucking it deep and letting his teeth graze just enough to make her thighs twitch.
He kneaded the first one with his free hand, rolling the wet nipple between thumb and finger, pinching lightly, then soothing with slow rubs.
Tsuyu's fingers tightened in his hair for a second, then relaxed again—caressing, petting, threading through the strands like she was grounding herself.
Her breathing hitched louder behind her palm, the hand still clamped over her mouth to keep the moans locked in. Every time he sucked particularly hard, her nails dragged a little firmer across his scalp, sending shivers straight to his cock.
He popped off one nipple with a wet sound, only to go right back in, alternating now, sucking one while his hand played with the other, squeezing the full mound, thumb flicking the slick peak over and over.
Her breasts were shiny with his spit, nipples swollen and darker from the attention, standing out even more.
"Fuck, Tsu… these are perfect," he mumbled against her skin, voice muffled as he buried his face between them for a second, kissing and licking the soft valley before returning to her nipples.
Tsuyu's hand in his hair kept moving—slow, steady caresses, fingers massaging his scalp in lazy circles while her body trembled under his mouth.
After another long minute of him worshipping her tits—sucking, licking, nipping, kneading, Denki finally pulled back, lips red and swollen, breathing ragged.
He looked up at her—eyes dark, pupils blown. Then he hooked his hands under her thighs and lifted her onto the counter in one smooth motion, her legs spread wide as she settled on the edge.
Denki stepped back just long enough to shove his shorts and boxers down together. His cock slapped up against his stomach, thick and hard.
Tsuyu hooked her thumbs into her boxer briefs and pushed them off, kicking them aside. Her pussy was soaked—lips puffy, clit swollen, slick shining on her inner thighs.
He stepped between her legs again, gripping her hips. His cock nudged her entrance, sliding through her wetness once, coating himself.
"You ready?" he asked, voice low.
Tsuyu leaned forward, long tongue sliding out and pushing deep into his mouth—curling around his, tasting him, wet and messy.
That was all the yes he needed.
He pushed in slow at first—her pussy tight, hot, gripping him like a fist as he sank in inch by inch. When he bottomed out, hips flush, they both groaned.
Then he started thrusting—pulling out halfway, the drag of her tight walls clinging to every ridge of his cock, before slamming back in hard. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed in the kitchen, mixed with the creak of the counter and her stifled moans. Her pussy clenched around him with every thrust, milking him.
His hands gripped her ass again, lifting her slightly so he could angle deeper, hitting that spot inside her that made her whole body jolt. The heat, the tightness, the way she soaked him—it was overwhelming. Every slide in felt like sinking into molten silk, every pull out left him aching to bury himself again.
Tsuyu's hand slipped a little from her mouth, a louder whimper escaping before she clamped it back down. Her fingers in his hair tightened, nails digging into his scalp as she rocked her hips to meet him, chasing the friction.
Denki kept thrusting—steady, deep, the wet slap of his hips against her ass echoing in the quiet kitchen. Tsuyu's pussy gripped him like a vice, slick walls fluttering and pulsing around his cock with every slide in and out. She was so wet it dripped down his balls, slick trails running along her inner thighs and pooling on the counter beneath her.
Inside her head, Tsuyu was floating on fucking cloud nine.
She'd never looked at Denki like this before. Sure, he is handsome, has that stupid grin that could light up a room even when he was being dense or cracking dumb jokes or sneaking glances at the girls during training.
But she'd never felt anything. No spark. No heat. Just a classmate. Friend.
Then he'd touched her back.
One palm on her skin, warm and steady, and something inside her had lit up like a live wire. It felt good, too good. When she'd hugged him close to test it, to see if it was real, the feeling had exploded—warmth rushing from his hands straight to her core, nipples hardening, clit throbbing, pussy clenching on nothing.
She'd almost come right there, just from his touch. No friction, no nothing. Just him.
And now?
Now his cock was buried inside her, thick and hot, stretching her open with every thrust. It felt insane. Better than anything she'd ever imagined, every drag of his shaft against her walls sent sparks up her spine.
The head bumped that perfect spot over and over, making her toes curl against his back. His hands on her ass, squeezing, lifting her just right so he could hit deeper—it was overwhelming. Her whole body buzzed, like every nerve was tuned to him.
She was close, she could feel it.So fucking close.
Her hand slipped from her mouth, fingers trembling. A soft, broken "ahh" escaped, followed by a high, needy whimper she couldn't hold back anymore. Her walls clamped down hard, fluttering wildly around his cock as the orgasm hit her like a tidal wave.
Tsuyu came with her whole body—back arching off the counter, thighs shaking around his hips, pussy spasming and gushing slick in hot pulses that soaked his shaft and dripped down his balls.
Her long tongue lolled out a little, eyes rolling back, fingers digging into his shoulders so hard she left red marks. Wave after wave rolled through her, pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, every clench milking him deeper.
Denki groaned low, hips stuttering as her orgasm squeezed him like a fist.
"Fuck, Tsu…," he rasped, slowing his thrusts but not stopping—long, deep rolls to let her feel every inch while she shook through the aftershocks.
When her spasms finally eased, when her breathing turned into shaky little pants, he pulled out slowly—her pussy clinging to him, reluctant to let go. A thick string of her slick connected his cock to her entrance for a second.
He helped her off the counter, her legs wobbly. Turned her around gently, bent her forward over the edge—ass up, hands braced on the cold granite. Tsuyu arched her back instinctively, pushing her plump cheeks toward him, pussy still dripping, swollen and pink from the pounding.
Denki stepped up behind her, one hand on her hip, the other guiding his cock back to her entrance. He pushed in again, easier this time, slick and open from her orgasm and bottomed out in one smooth thrust.
"Fucking hell," he muttered, feeling how even tighter she was in this position, walls hugging him from every angle.
He started moving—slow at first, savoring the view of her ass rippling with every slap of his hips, then faster, harder. Hands gripping her waist, pulling her back onto his cock with every thrust.
The wet sounds were louder now, sloppy and obscene mixed with her muffled moans and his ragged breathing.
Tsuyu's fingers curled on the counter, head dropping forward, long hair spilling over her shoulders. Every deep hit made her push back to meet him, chasing more of that insane pleasure.
Denki's hands dug into Tsuyu's hips, fingers sinking into the soft, warm flesh as he pulled her back harder onto his cock. In this position, she felt even tighter—her pussy walls clamping down like hot silk, slick and gripping every ridge and vein as he thrust deep.
The heat of her core radiated around him, her arousal dripping down his shaft in thick, sticky trails that cooled slightly in the kitchen air before splattering onto the floor with each slap. Her plump ass jiggled with every impact, cheeks rippling under his palms, the skin flushed pink from the friction and his earlier squeezes.
Tsuyu gripped the counter edges tight, knuckles white, nails scraping the granite as she braced herself. No hand over her mouth this time; her moans came out louder, raw and unrestrained: "fuck—ah! Denki, harder!" High-pitched whimpers mixed with deep, throaty groans, echoing off the cabinets, her voice breaking every time he bottomed out and ground against that sensitive spot inside her.
The sensory overload from him made it insane for her—every thrust amplified the pleasure, like electric waves pulsing from his cock straight through her nerves. She felt ecstatic, body on fire, pussy spasming wildly as the second orgasm built fast.
"Feels.....so good....your dick's making me..." She pushed back desperately, ass smacking against his hips with wet, rhythmic claps.
Denki's balls tightened, the tight, sucking pull of her pussy dragging him over the edge too. "Fuck, Tsu.....gonna cum." He slammed in one last time, deep and hard, and they came together.
Tsuyu shattered first, louder and wilder—her whole body convulsing, pussy clenching in hot, milking pulses that gushed slick around his cock, soaking his thighs and the counter.
"Yes...yes...Denki...AHHH!" She screamed it, ecstatic waves crashing through her, amplified by his touch, making her vision blur and legs buckle as pleasure ripped her apart longer and harder than before.
Denki followed right after, groaning deep as he buried himself balls deep and unloaded thick ropes of cum pumping into her, filling her up with hot spurts that overflowed and dripped out around his shaft. The sensation of her spasming walls milking every drop made his orgasm drag out, hips jerking erratically.
They stayed locked like that for a few breaths, panting, slick and sweat mixing on their skin. Denki pulled out slow, watching his cum leak from her swollen pussy, before helping her straighten up.
He eased back as they both caught their breath before they dressed up.
Denki blushed as he rubbed the back of his head. "Hey, I really liked thi—"
"I have to go."
Embarrassed, ashamed and tired, Tsuyu quickly ran away, leaving Denki stunned. He noticed sticky stains on the floor, then it did hit him that he lost his virginity.
Processing it all and also scared of the consequences, Denki walked back to his room. Laying on his bed, he tried to think about how what happened had happened but he slowly drifted to sleep with a smile on his face.
But little Denki did know that things weren't going to be the same as before.
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