You tried to stay focused on the menu, panting slightly and opening your legs just enough to accommodate the touch. Enji, sitting right next to Toshinori, turned to you and observed the scene. His gaze was fixed on you and your breasts. He even tried to pretend nothing was happening, looking away, licking his lips, but his eyes somehow always fell back on you. Mt. Lady also turned, looked at what was happening, and nudged Midnight. She stood up with a smirk and approached you:
"How about we take a walk somewhere later?"
"Ah, I'm in. Promising evening." Mt. Lady replied, winking. Endevour nodded only once, as if to say, "I'm in too." Toshinori, despite everyone looking at you, didn't move his hand from your panties.
"Yes, that's fine by me," he replied firmly.
"I'm in...me too..." You replied, panting.
"Perfect! Let's go to the park, shall we?"
Everyone agreed, including you. That night you wanted him in your pussy, and the desire burned under your skin. You looked up — you were so close you could make out every detail of his face. Toshinori was in profile, talking with the principal about something concerning Midoriya. Then, suddenly, he smiled — and the gesture stole your breath. You could see the faint lines around his eyes, the clean curve of his nose, and the quiet mix of calm and strength that seemed to radiate from him.
He was even more captivating up close.
When he noticed your gaze, Toshinori slowly turned his face toward you. His eyes met yours, and in that moment no words were needed: the look he gave you was intense, deep, and made you understand that he had captured every nuance of your desire, while he continued to massage your clitoris, his fingers completely wet.
He leaned closer to you, his lips an inch from your ear: "How I wish I could taste you again...now."
You were afraid your heart would leap out of your body. Midoriya and Kaminari approached him, and he let go of his hand for a moment, only to return to you a few seconds later. There was no rush, as heat rose to your cheeks and your eyes became watery as if you had been laughing for too long.
You looked up slightly: Mineta was scrutinizing you for a moment, curious to understand what was happening or simply wondering if you were All Might's girlfriend, then he pretended not to look and looked away. Bakugo, on the other hand, caught that moment—your flushed face, the sparkle in your eyes—and suddenly froze.
"Tsk..." he muttered, the blush on his face giving him away once again. He made some excuse to avoid whoever was in front of him and headed straight for the bathroom.
Toshinori didn't let you go. In fact, his movements became more and more intense.
"I'll fuck you all over, damn it." He whispered, letting go of his hand, trying to compose himself. He licked his fingers, soaked in your juices, and ordered a whole diavola and a quattro stagioni.
You still hadn't opened the menu, you ordered a simple margherita because you only knew that and you breathed a sigh of relief: the night was about to begin.
*
A few hours later, dinner came to an end. The boys said their goodbyes one by one, heading home. You gave Midoriya Izuku and his mother a short bow, the smile still on your lips and the tears in your eyes from laughing too hard.
As the crowd began to thin out, your colleagues approached you to arrange the final details of the evening at the park. The air outside the pizzeria was cooler, and for a moment, you felt like the night had something different in store.
"So, how do we plan on getting the cars?" Midnight asked, her blouse already half open and her breasts sagging, braless.
"I can only carry one person in my car." Toshinori replied, turning to you, hands in his pockets and a calm look on his face.
"Well, then I can come with you. Enji can go with Mt. Lady and Tara, while Shota and Present Mic go with theirs." Midnight continued.
You looked up suddenly, surprised. You hadn't said anything, but something had made you jump.
You were about to nod, when suddenly Toshinori, who had been watching you approach Enji, said, "Wait."
Everyone turned to him. He had stiffened slightly, and was looking at you, not Midnight.
"Actually... the place I have... is for her."
There was a brief silence as Midnight put a hand on her hip, huffing and chuckling softly, clicking her tongue. "Ah... I see. So I'll have to give up riding in a Lamborghini, huh?"
Toshinori didn't reply. He kept looking at you, and you at him, your neck craned high because he was so tall. "I don't want to cause any problems," you said.
"You don't..." he added. Then, with a half-smile: "You'll come up with me, right?"
His tone was calm, but left no room for discussion.
Mt. Lady sighed dramatically. "Okay, okay. We're going with Endeavor. But then you tell us everything, okay?"
Midnight winked at you, while Toshinori turned and followed you.
Midnight: "Have a good trip, darling. Don't fall asleep, it would be a shame to miss the conversation!"
You smiled at her, your heart in your throat, saying nothing.
You caught up with him shortly after; his car wasn't far away — a sleek black Lamborghini. With a gentlemanly air, he opened the door for you. You slid into the passenger seat, and he followed, settling behind the wheel. For a moment, the two of you remained silent, suspended in a fragile bubble of quiet.
You glanced sideways — the kind of look that says more than any sentence ever could. He met your eyes with a gentle smile.
He pressed "start" and the car took off. For a few minutes, neither of you spoke. The only sounds were the low hum of the tires against the asphalt and the soft glow of the streetlights sliding across the windshield.
"You shouldn't have felt uneasy before." He said, smiling.
You turned to him: "About what?"
He replied, hesitating a second longer than necessary: "About...her."
You immediately understood who he was referring to: "Midnight?"
He nodded: "I mean...she's exposing herself too much... right? I don't know how to explain it. She would screw anyone...and I'm not interested in that kind of people."
You noticed the way his hands gripped the steering wheel — firm, yet the knuckles were tense and pale.
When he spoke again, his voice had lowered, quieter, heavier somehow.
"I don't like people who act out just to get attention. I prefer those who don't need to — the ones who are self-sufficient, even in silence."
You felt heat rise to your face, your breathing becoming shallower.
"And do you think I... fall into that category?"
He glanced at you fleetingly, a faint smile that carried more force than any response. "You're making it hard for me to stay calm. My blood boils when I see you; that should tell you everything."
You turned to the window to hide your expression, but you could still feel his gaze on you, heavy, almost tangible. The sexual tension was building in the car, thicker than the air. He broke it with a half-sigh.
"I don't know what happens to me when you're near," he said softly. "But I do know... it's not something I can ignore."
You remained silent, your fingers intertwined on your knees, trying to breathe slowly.
"Oh, here we are." He concluded.
Once you got out of the car, you rejoined the other teachers. That night, they also introduced you to Present Mic, Shota's great friend and a free spirit like no other. His lively and charismatic presence seemed to complete the group. (Above all: a great serial fucker.)
Midnight greeted him with a knowing smile, and in an instant the atmosphere became more lively. No one seemed to want to waste that moment: a subtle electricity could be felt in the air, an energy that coursed through you and made you more aware, more confident.
Mt. Lady approached you with slow, deliberate steps, her beautiful dark eyes shining with a desire she made no effort to hide. The air between you and her seemed to heat up with passion as her lips, soft and small, approached yours. The kiss was slow and deep, with tongue, as if you wanted to savor everything about her, every moment and every breath shared. Her hands rested lightly on your hips, pulling you closer, and you felt the warmth of her small body fuse with your equally small one. The world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the rhythm of your heart in the palm of her hand.
Midnight didn't wait long: she joined you with a mischievous, spicy smile, her blue eyes sparkling with complicity. Together, the two of them began to undress before you, revealing their gorgeous bodies under the moonlight, filled with passion. Mt. Lady wore only a black lace bra, her full, firm breasts seemed to defy gravity, while Midnight shed her blouse, revealing a toned torso and silky-smooth skin. You didn't stay behind, dropping your clothes with an almost impatient gesture, feeling the stares of the men present on you.
They (Toshinori, Shota, Endevour aka Enji, and Present Mic) were already ready. Their hard, throbbing cocks were already sticking out of their pants. Toshinori, with his imposing physique and height, approached you. His large, familiar hands rested on your back, pulling you toward him.
"I can't take it anymore...," he said. "I have to put it in you now..." he whispered, his voice filled with desire. His warm breath fanned your neck as he kissed it slowly, leaving a trail of shivers down your spine.
The grass beneath you was soft and cool, a pleasant contrast to the warmth that enveloped you. He lay down, and you sat on top of him, turning your back to him, feeling his hard cock pressing against your wet pussy. He struggled to get inside, his cock too thick, but when he finally did, he filled you completely. A moan escaped your lips as he began to move, his cock pounding in and out with a relentless rhythm, slamming you hard against his body.
Enji, with his intense gaze and cheeky smile, took charge of Mt. Lady. He pushed her against a nearby tree, lifting one of her legs to penetrate her wet pussy with firm thrusts. She moaned, her body arching backward as Enji took her hard, his hands gripping her hips, as if he wanted to leave his mark.
Present Mic and Shota, however, focused on Midnight, who was lying on the grass with her legs spread, ready to take whatever they offered. Shota penetrated her from behind, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, while Present Mic leaned over to lick her clit, making her moan with pleasure.
Enji and Mt. Lady moved closer to you, their presence charged with something almost contagious. She kissed you again, her lips were warm and greedy as they moved against yours, while Enji positioned himself between your legs, his fingers playing with your clit as he pounded Lady from behind. A moan escaped you, the overwhelming pleasure consuming you, while his expert fingers drove you wild. Midnight looked at you, lustful, even though she was taking two cocks at once.
Her eyes fell on Toshinori, her gaze pleading: "Toshi! Please, I want you!" she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.
Toshinori shook his head, his face hard. "Stop it," he said in a firm voice. She insisted, trying to get his attention, but he refused, gripping your hips even harder and focusing only on you. Enji, whom you'd only met that day, seemed determined to drive you wild. After fucking Mt. Lady and making her cum, he approached you, his hard, throbbing cock pointing at your pussy.
"Are you ready for me?" he asked, a mischievous smile lighting up his face.
You smiled, with Toshinori muttering that others could do whatever they wanted, but he would never, ever, ever leave your pussy.