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“Detention, Ashido.”
“What the fuck, teach? You can’t give me detention for no reason!”
“Showing up to class with that little gadget in your ass is grounds for suspension, but I’m letting you off with a warning this time.”
Mina slammed her hands on Aizawa-sensei’s desk, arms and legs spread wide in what she hoped read as a power stance. Fury coursing through her body made her quake. Well, fury and something else. Damn that vibrator she had begged Yaomomo to make for her! It was still three inches deep in her ass; she had forgotten it was there this morning when she had woken up late and almost missed first period.
And once she was in class, when she discovered that the cord was hanging out of her panties and hitting the leg of her chair each time she moved, she thought it would be a good idea to turn it on and experience at least some form of pleasure while Aizawa-sensei sluggishly guided the class through homeroom.
She had tried to keep it quiet, but man did Yaomomo know her shit. The tiny bullet ass vibe was better than anything on the market that Mina had tried. And that was saying something, as she had sampled a lot. The vibrations were so good that she couldn’t help but shift in her seat and moan with a hand over her mouth as the pleasure built to ecstasy, and she had to turn a quiet scream into a coughing fit to cover her orgasm.
This had occurred several times during homeroom, so much so that Kirishima and Kaminari had both offered her handkerchiefs, which she promptly placed under her ass to help soak up all of her pussy juice (this hadn’t been the intended purpose behind their actions, but what’s a girl gonna do when there’s a puddle around her seat already). When she had returned the cloths to the boys, they’d spent the rest of the period hunched over, huffing the hankies. She was fairly certain that they’d need the handkerchiefs themselves soon after class. Kirishima and Kaminari sported huge hard-ons that Mina admired for the last ten minutes of homeroom.
Apparently Aizawa-sensei had noticed her little ‘extracurricular activity’ sometime during the period (she wasn’t exactly the best at being subtle), and while he hadn’t stopped her during class, he sure as hell was gonna punish her now.
“I didn’t do anything wrong!” Mina whined. The vibrator was still going strong, fifty minutes after she had turned it on. It was practically silent! Also, what the hell kinda battery life did this thing have? Screw hero work, Yaomomo should go into the sex toys industry. Actually, that would make her a hero several times over to everyone in the world!
“Oh, you didn’t?” Aizawa-sensei rubbed his tired, red-rimmed eyes. “So if I yank that pink cord dangling from your skirt, I won’t find a buzzing vibrator attached to it?”
Mina spluttered. “Well, yeah, you will, but that’s not against any school rules!”
Aizawa-sensei’s gave her a long, exasperated stare. Then he heaved a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Detention, Ashido. Tonight, 8 pm, my office. Don’t be late, or I will double the punishment.”
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“God fucking damnit!” Mina threw herself onto Yaomomo’s comforter and screamed into a very frilly pillow.
It was 7 pm, after classes and dinner and working out some more, and all day Mina had been off of her game because stupid Aizawa-sensei had given her detention. Yaomomo had taken notice, so she had invited Mina, along with Jirou and Asui, to her room for some calming drinks and girl talk. Hagakure and Uraraka were out shopping with some other classmates.
“I’m really sorry Ashido, darling. It’s not fair of Aizawa-sensei to be so harsh,” Yaomomo commiserated as she sipped her royal milk tea. She stood near Mina’s head, and stroked her friend’s fluffy pink hair. “I mean, I’ve worn nipple clamps to class before, and nobody said anything to me. It’s a double-standard.”
“How is that a double-standard, ribbit?” Asui asked, joining Mina on the bed while delicately balancing her teacup.
“No one said anything because everyone was busy creaming their jeans,” Jirou chimed in from the far side of the bed, legs kicked up against one of the posts. She was having a lemon water before she went to her rock band practice.
Yaomomo looked a little embarrassed. “Oh.”
“Yes, and Midnight-sensei usually lets anything slide. She’s kinky like that.” Asui rolled over onto her stomach next to Mina, her long, wet tongue dipping into her cup of chamomile. “I’ve almost been caught a number of times, but my verbal tic usually covers most of my slip-ups, ribbit.”
Mina slid the pillow down her face, hugging it to her chest. “Don’t tell me you’ve got one of Yaomomo’s legendary vibrators in that froggy pussy of yours right now.”
“I don’t.”
“Fuck you, Asui.”
“Call me Tsu.”
Jirou grinned at the three of them, and twisted around so that she was facing her friends, leaving a muddy boot print on the post. She played with her bottle of lemon water. “You just gotta be more subtle about it, Ashido. Sometimes I fidget during class, and the teachers never realize that I’m giving myself a buzz with my jack, because they’re too distracted wondering what I’m doing with my hands.” Jirou pointed at the girls with her water bottle. “Always keep your hands on your desk.”
Yaomomo looked scandalized. “Is that clean?”
Mina’s spirits were lifting a bit with the sex talk. It had been a while since she and the girls had had some ‘girl time’ to themselves. Too bad Hagakure and Uraraka weren’t here. Oh well. Next time. “God, Jirou, I always wondered if you jacked off with your jack. What does it feel like?”
Jirou rolled her eyes. “What do you fucking think? It’s fucking amazing! I’ve never gone so high, not even with your vibes, Yaomomo. No offense, but my jack is the best fuck I’ll ever have.”
Mina’s eyes lit up with a mischievous glimmer. She sat up and flung the frilly pillow to the side, nearly hitting Asui’s tongue. “Why don’t we put that to the test? Aizawa-sensei confiscated by vibe, but your earjacks are right fucking here. I need a pick-me-up before going to detention tonight. Fuck, it’s on my permanent record! I need something good to end my day!”
“That can be arranged.” Jirou smirked, and ripped off her shirt. Her bra was black and red, punk rock with skulls stitched into the lace. Mina grinned and crawled over to admire it. And also to unhook it.
Yaomomo put down her royal milk tea and hopped onto her bed, pulling her own shirt over her head. Mina twisted around to see what kind of sweet lacy thing she was wearing. Sure enough, it was a beautiful, sensual silk slip, pure snow white. She was wearing a bra too, a sheer, shimmery underwire that reflected a rainbow of colors under light. Her breasts were so full and round, Mina couldn’t wait to smoosh her face between them. Tsu slid her long, wet tongue underneath one of the slip’s straps and rolled it down Yaomomo’s shoulder. Her tongue lingered afterwards, caressing the smooth, soft skin of just above Yaomomo’s chest. In return, Yaomomo grasped the hem of Tsu’s shorts and wiggled them down ever so slightly, tracing her fingers below her bellybutton. Tsu wore boyshort undies with cute little froggies stamped onto them. Classic Tsu.
Mina and Jirou quickly discarded the rest of their clothes, which now sat in a heap on Yaomomo’s floor. They were both down to their panties and socks, and Mina took a moment to trace the thin black strings of Jirou’s thong before the other girl flipped her over onto her back and captured her lips in a deep, sweet kiss. Mina opened her mouth and let Jirou in, sucking on her tongue before pulling back and coming in again and again. Mina’s hands were stroking Jirou’s spine, which she knew was one long column of a sensitive spot for Jirou. Up and down, up and down her hands moved, and Jirou returned the favor by fingering one of Mina’s nipples. Her earjacks were digging into Mina’s inner thighs, eager to buzz her clit. Both began to moan and gasp into each other’s mouths.
At the head of the bed, Yaomomo and Tsu were also kissing deeply. Yaomomo was on top of Tsu, nosing into her neck and placing fluttery little kisses along her jugular. Tsu’s tongue was wrapped around both of Yaomomo’s breasts at once, massaging her and teasing her nipples. Her hands wandered around Yaomomo’s fleshy tummy, tickling and kneading wherever Yaomomo moaned her pleasure. The two girls began to grow louder as the stimulation intensified, and Tsu accidentally kicked at Mina and Jirou.
All four of them looked hazily at one another, surprised.
“Hey, why aren’t we all fucking together?” Mina asked. “No reason we should stay in pairs like this.”
“Good point,” Tsu said. “Come here, Jirou. You’ve had your jacks, but you’ve never had my tongue.”
As one, they all moved to the center of the bed, and Mina gleefully shoved her fluffy pink head right between Yaomomo’s boobs, motor-boating them with zeal. Yaomomo couldn’t suppress a shocked giggle, which was cut off as Jirou kissed her from the side. Tsu’s tongue wound around Jirou’s and Mina’s breasts, squeezing and licking all four nipples with ease. Yaomomo broke away from Jirou and began making out with Tsu again, though her hands were fisted in Mina’s hair, coming dangerously close to grazing her sensitive horns. Yaomomo laid down, taking Mina with her while Jirou and Tsu remained sitting upright.
Mina moved on from Yaomomo’s massive breasts to her navel, tongue and teeth sucking and nipping where her hips met her legs, pulling down her lacy white panties as she did so. Yaomomo squealed with surprise as Mina’s hands gripped the inside of her thighs, very close to the entrance of her pussy. One of Jirou’s jacks was sneaking around Mina’s waist, between her legs to Yaomomo’s clit, which Mina had just exposed. The scent of her was heavy on the air, and all of the girls sighed to smell it. It was a lovely, musky aroma, and it reminded Mina of tomatoes roasting on a grill, of salt and rice. Her stomach growled.
Tsu’s tongue slid against Mina’s anus, which she welcomed with a loud moan, grinding her hips into the mattress. Jirou’s other jack found purchase on Mina’s clit, and vibes were already pulsing through it, making Mina’s slick pussy secrete even more slime. She was practically gushing. The only reason why she wasn’t burning a hole through the mattress was because she was just barely remembering to dilute each fresh wave of pussy acid. She lifted her head from Yaomomo’s thighs to kiss Tsu's and Jirou's pussies, each on either side of her. Jirou was fucking herself on two of Yaomomo’s fingers, bouncing up and down and playing with Yaomomo’s boobs at the same time. Tsu was riding Yaomomo’s other hand, and part of her tongue was underneath Jirou while the end of it was entering Mina’s anus. She was attempting to flick Mina’s nipples at the same time, but Mina was on her tummy, so instead she palmed and kneaded Mina’s back, and tugged on her hair.
Mina resettled between Yaomomo’s thighs and began eating her out, really digging in deep. Jirou’s jacks pulsed in synchronicity and she could see the one on Yaomomo’s clit wriggle and dance as she felt the one on her own clit pleasure her to the point of the best brain-numbing fuck Mina had had in a long time. Tsu’s slippery tongue was inching its way in and out of Mina’s anus, slowly and steadily building up pressure while Jirou was gunning for the finish line. Interestingly, the timing was working out pretty fucking well. When Tsu pushed further in, Jirou upped the intensity of the vibes, so Mina could only assume that part of Tsu’s tongue was fucking Jirou too.
All four girls were gasping and moaning and whimpering each other’s names, and the scent of sex and sweat was perfuming the air all around them. Yaomomo came first, with an eardrum-piercing scream that almost stopped the other three. But Mina kept jackhammering Yaomomo’s pussy, and Jirou couldn’t seem to stop buzzing her clit, so they all continued going, heedless of Yaomomo’s new writhing and thrashing and pleading as she rode out the waves of deliciously torturous aftershock orgasms.
Tsu came next, with a giant croak reminiscent of a deep-throated bullfrog, and her hips slowed on Yaomomo’s fingers but she still pushed and pulled her tongue in and out of Jirou and Mina, making sure that they would have the orgasm of their lives.
Jirou finished up third, and she shrieked in a high pitch, almost too high for human ears to hear. Yaomomo’s and Tsu’s teacups cracked but did not break. When she came, her jacks pulsed with a great shock that reverberated into the depths of Mina’s and Yaomomo’s cores. It hit Mina’s g-spot with such force that she came near-simultaneously with Jirou.
It was the highest high that Mina had ever experienced. Her mind wiped out white as stars exploded behind her eyes, and her entire body stretched taut in an eternity of ecstasy that lasted longer than any of her previous orgasms. All of her other senses shut down as she flew on the pure singular bliss of the sensation, and it was several minutes before she realized that she was face down in Yaomomo’s pussy.
“Th-that was the most amazing fuck ever,” Mina panted, struggling to sit up. All of her bones felt like jelly. “We have to do that again. I’m fucking ready for round two.”
“What about your detention?” Tsu mumbled, snuggling up next to Yaomomo.
After that orgasm, Mina didn’t think anything could bring down her mood, but the mention of detention with Aizawa-sensei kinda did.
“Oh fuck. This blows!” Mina ground the heels of her palms into her eyes and dramatically threw herself down on Yaomomo’s comforter, as she had at the start of their girls-only session.
Jirou was also tucking herself into Yaomomo’s side, flinging an arm around her waist and cuddling her close. “It’s 8:00, dude. Aizawa-sensei’s gonna have a fit.”
“You can come join us later. We’ll wait for you,” Yaomomo said gently, eyelids fluttering. After the round of orgasms she had endured, Mina was impressed that she was still conscious.
With a loud raspberry, Mina slumped off of the bed and picked up Tsu’s panties, Yaomomo’s bra, and Jirou’s pants and tank top. She began putting her new girlfriends’ clothing on, and the others nodded sleepily, encouraging her. “Fine. Geez, you guys. I wanna stay here with you and fuck some more! But I’ll come back. You better be awake!”
After she finished dressing, she went over to the bed and kissed each girl on her lips before heading out. She honked Yaomomo’s boobs for good measure. It sucked that she couldn’t cuddle with them right now, but detention was detention, and Aizawa-sensei was probably pissed off enough already.
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“You’re late.”
Mina shouldered the door closed and leaned against it, sulking. She wouldn’t look her teacher in the eyes. “Not my fault. I was busy.”
“You stink too, Ashido.”
“Hey, fuck you! I didn’t have time to shower before coming over.” His comment had angered her, and Mina raised her head to glare at Aizawa-sensei. Then her gaze dropped, and she was startled to discover that he was holding a riding crop in his hands.
“Sensei…?” Mina said nervously, pressing her back against the door. Her fingers, still sweat-and-sex stained, fumbled around the doorknob. “Why do you have that?”
Aizawa stared at her with tired, red-rimmed eyes. “Naughty girls need to be punished. School rules. And didn’t I say that if you were late, it’d be double duty?”
Mina trembled as Aizawa-sensei slapped the riding crop against the desk.
“Come here and bend over. Per the guidelines of UA, for bringing a sex toy into class, you’re to be subjected to spanking. Other punishment for your lateness shall be delegated by me. We’ll see how generous—or not—I’m feeling tonight.”
Mina gulped, then let go of the doorknob and stumbled forward. Looks like she wouldn’t have to wait for round two with her girls after all.