MHA Bleached prompts

Q&A 4

Question for Izuku: Is it true that you only twerk when your White daddy rides your soft, round ass (in addition to sharing with your mother) in addition to getting BWC tattoos all over his body?

"No, I twerk whenever he asks me!" Izuku's round, femboy ass stuck up high in the air and shook side to side, invitingly at his black stud. "See Daddy?" He pointed to his right ass cheek, where the 'Sissy of Hearts' tattoo sat proudly on his light skin, inviting slaps of appreciation. His daddy did not disappoint. Izuku's pale skin rippled and reddened, his entire ass jiggled, his cocklet bobbed, and a moan escaped him at the pleasurable stings.

Beside him, his mother, Inko, was also twerking for his Daddy, shaking her fat ass in front of him and beckoning him to spank it just as her son had done. The 'White MALE PROPERTY' over her left cheek was the perfect target for a swift hit. A slap rang out in the small, dark room. "Oh yes! Spank this bitch's big booty daddy!" Another slap echoed, and her cheeks quivered; the sound resounded again. "Mmmm~ that feels nice!" She moaned, wiggling her butt in circles.

A loud smack and another resounding noise of the palm hitting the buttocks accompanied the actions—a series of smacks that left Izuku's ass bright crimson and Inko's a matching hue. Both their rears shook and swayed invitingly. They both wore the same expression: lust and passion. An unbridled hunger burned deep in their loins.

Each slap only fueled their desires further. Their twerk routine became faster and faster. More wild and untamed. The pair bucked wildly, arching backward and presenting their tushes in provocative ways. As if daring him to take them right there, without any preparation or lubrication. Just go ahead and shove it inside of them raw. Make them scream and beg for it.

"You wanna feel this big fat ass engulf your thick white cock and milk it dry, huh, daddy?" Inko purred, looking back at the stud behind her as she shook her hips seductively.

"I bet you can't resist my tight little pink hole, daddy~" Izuku cooed, biting his finger as he smiled, "It wants to eat you up and swallow every drop of your delicious cum. Come and fuck us daddy, please~" he wiggled his rear end once again.

In the next second, the muscled man grabbed hold of his hips, spreading the boy apart with ease and pressing the tip of his massive member against his opening, rubbing around in a teasing motion before pushing forwards abruptly and plunging deep into the boy. Forcing the ring of muscles open, stretching and spreading him wide open.

"Daddy, yes!" Izuku yelled, throwing his head back and crying out loud as pleasure coursed through his nerves. He didn't stop twerking though—instead speeding up even more, making his ass slam repeatedly into his daddy's groin. His daddy loved a nice jiggle to his cheeks as they impacted his crotch; he had told him so many times. That extra effort earned him a firm grip on the hipbones. Holding onto them tightly, the man continued forcing himself deeper inside of the feminine male's depths, pounding relentlessly into his prostate, causing waves of euphoric ecstasy to ripple through Izuku's frame.

"Ooooo yeah! Pound my son's slutty bussy daddy!" Inko hadn't stopped twerking despite her baby boy's getting his hole plundered by her boyfriend, the clapping sounds echoing alongside the mewls of her son only motivating her to shake her doughy ass more and more. Maybe he would be tempted by the tantalizing sight of her smooth, round globes bouncing rhythmically together to plunge his mammoth cock up her pussy instead? Just imagining it made her gush juices down her thigh, but she was a good mother and would happily wait until she got her turn; for now, she simply twerked and rocked her hips lewdly.

Izuku had lost all ability to speak coherently now. The only thing that mattered was to shake his ass like never before while being impaled upon that amazing pillar of pure power. His eyes rolled upwards slightly, lids fluttering shut. Body rocked by spasmodic twitching. Cocklet throbbing wildly between his legs, shooting off streams of clear liquid in time to each violent thrust delivered by the man ravaging his rear passage.