(Note: This story is part of an ongoing series of My Hero Academia stories)
Next Story (Part II): [LINK]
Nemuri Kayama stood in the center of her “Hero Agency.” The building had once been a large hotel with a full Ballroom and restaurant on the first floor. Normally, an agency didn’t need so much space, with twelve floors worth of luxury rooms. Most hero agencies ran out of office buildings where the hero usually just owned or rented one or two floors depending on the number of sidekicks.
However, Busteez Hero Agency wasn’t your normal Hero Agency. Fighting crime wasn’t the goal, and the building itself wasn’t open to the general public. To even get in, one needed at least a provisional hero license, or ID proving you were with a Hero Agency or part of the newly restored Hero Public Safety Commission. Or be escorted by a Hero or member of the HPSC. Security was paramount, and Midnight had hired a young man with a very useful Quirk to work for her as a doorman. His quirk was named “Intuition”, and it allowed him to determine the good or ill intent of anyone he made eye contact with. How exactly it worked Nemuri didn’t know, but it would make for an excellent first layer of security for everyone working here.
There were numerous other layers, so many that Nemuri had trouble recounting all of them in order, but it was for the protection of her girls. As Busteez’s purpose was a Hero Agency, that served Heroes. More specifically, it served as a way for heroes to blow off some stress in a way that only a woman could.
Yes, Busteez Hero Agency was a Brothel, a Whore House, or House of Ill Repute. Nemuri preferred it be thought of as an incredibly high end spa for heroes and heroines. She’d had the idea during her “recovery” if one could call returning from the dead a recovery over a resurrection. After her death in the one day war with the Paranormal Liberation Front army, her body had been kept preserved in a kind of stasis. And a little more than a year later, as experimentation with her powers, young Eri had been able to bring her back to life.
Nemuri was an emotional wreck at first. She remembered everything up to the point the lights went out as she could best describe it. Then waking up in a hospital room over a year later. She’d thought she’d just been knocked unconscious or at worst in a coma. When she found out she’d actually died, she’d gone through a period of wondering if she was really even herself anymore. Nemuri would have never described herself as spiritual, but coming back from death seemed to make her question things like the soul, afterlife, and everything.
Doctors at the hospital had given her an experimental anti-depressant drug to help even out her mood. Though, as Nemuri looked down at her almost naked body, that had been a mistake. Well, the drug itself was. There were, side effects as it turned out. With regular use over time, the drug had rewritten her cellular make-up, boosting her sense of touch more than three thousand percent! Now, without the aid of a powerful anesthetic medication that was already tested, the lightest touch had been able to send her into orgasm! Couple that with the fact that her condition made her pussy constantly crave stimulation, she’d nearly lost her mind to lust.
Though, it was during those times that she actually felt the most at peace. As a result, Nemuri “Midnight” Kayama, had started a rather ambitious venture.
Busteez Hero Agency was an Agency where heroes could come to blow off steam via sexual release! She’d been surprised how many heroines she’d spoken with were actually receptive to the idea. The dark haired woman had been expecting a lot more resistance at first given how things went with her original costume. A lot of attitudes had changed after the messy business with All for One and his pawn Tenko Shimura. The society of repression was one of the key causes of it all, and was part of why what was hyper technically prostitution, was now legal!
Nemuri walked over to the front desk of the building, stopping for a moment to admire her reflection in the section of mirrored wall. Dressed only in a pair of PVC thigh highs and matching arm length gloves, Nemuri had left everything else exposed.
Her huge pert tits, slim waist, sexy hips and ass, and her perfectly clean shaven pussy! She was especially proud of her tits. Each one was bigger than her entire head thanks to one of her first hires. A young rookie heroine named Tetas, who could control her bust size at will. And as it turned out, adjust the sizes of other women as well. She was a dancer, comfort girl, heroine, and cosmetic surgeon all rolled into one!
Nemuri brought one hand to her left tit, moaning erotically at the sensation of her fingers sinking into the pliant flesh. Her pussy was already getting wet as she lowered her medication intake to allow herself to enjoy her altered body a bit more. Looking at her reflection, Nemuri began circling her finger around one huge nipple, watching as it quickly turned stiff and began to ache deliciously. A hot trickle of juices ran down her thigh from her pussy as she leaned back against the front desk.
Pinching one nipple, Nemuri gave it a soft twist and moaned again as a small orgasm ripped through her body! A small spray of juices gushed from her pussy as it began to throb and beg for attention. Nemuri then moved her other hand between her legs, fingers stroking and dipping in and out of the sopping wet hole.
“Mmmmmmh, yeah… Ahhhn…” Nemuri moaned softly, slowly pulling her fingers back from her body, fighting the sudden desire to masturbate. There wouldn’t be any need for it soon. Sundown was in five minutes, and she would be opening her doors (and legs) to the first group of Heroes.
She went back to the smaller room connected to the ballroom that she had converted into a changing room. Inside were several of her first “sidecunts” as she jokingly called them. Nejire Hado, Yuyu Haya, Camie Utsushimi, Yu Takeyama, Momo Yaoyorozu, Kyokya Jiro, and several others. The women were in various states of undress, with a few like Camie going fully nude aside from some clear platform high heeled shoes.
“Alright ladies, doors open in five! Are you ready?” she asked the collective group.
“Yeah!” came the enthusiastic reply as several fists were raised.
Nemuri saw to it everyone was in position. Momo, Kyoka, and Nejire would be the first round of dancers on stage. Camie would be waitressing the tables scattered about the ballroom. A pair of non-heroine employees, Inko Midoriya and Mitsuki Bakugo would be working the kitchen and bar. Nemuri had met both of them during her rehab when they came with their sons to visit her. She liked both women and offered them positions in her agency. Mitsuki had readily agreed, something about not having a good fuck in years. Inko had needed some assurances that she’d only do what she wanted, even if that was just cooking and mixing drinks.
The rest of her sidecunts would be moving about the agency as needed. Nemuri looked up at the clock and saw it was time. Smiling to herself, she moved to the front of the building. All of the glass window walls had been specially one-way mirrored with a special lead coating even x-ray quirks couldn’t look through. And the main entrance had an airlock antechamber, so no nosely reporters could look in.
The first group of pros came in to see Nemuri’s gorgeous naked body waiting to greet them. She recognized most. Death-Arms, who had come back to the game after the mess with AFO, turned out he’d been continuing hero work after quitting, just not with a costume. He smirked at her as he walked in, “Going all-in, eh Midnight?” he asked her, a tent already visible in his pants.
“It’s the only way to do things! Since you’re the first one in, care to have a free squeeze?” she offered, putting her arms up and swaying her tits from side to side, loving the way the weight felt as it shifted.
“Don’t mind if I do!” said the older hero, reaching up to grab one heavy tit, sending a wave of pleasure through Nemuri. She suppressed a moan of pleasure as he manhandled her tit, kneading it like bread dough. His hands were rough and calloused from years of hero work, but Nemuri didn’t care, she loved the feeling of being grabbed!
“Holy shit they’re real!” said Death-Arms.
“Mostly, we have a girl with a special quirk.” Nemuri told him.
“Heh, I think I just might be a regular here!” he said as he pulled his hand back and asked, “So, where can a hero get a stiff drink here?”
“Follow the signs.” Nemuri told him, gesturing to a small mounted sign giving directions to the varied locations inside Busteez. He nodded and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, holding them up to her in a silent question on if it were okay for him to smoke. Nemuri had kept that in mind when she bought the building. The air conditioning was top of the line, and could suck up and filter out even the heaviest cigar smoke so only those within a few feets of the smoker could smell it. She gave him a nod and he grinned, putting one in his mouth and lighting a match with the rough tip of one finger.
As he walked off, Nemuri heard a man let out a low whistle, “Damn, how the hell did you afford digs like this?” asked Ken Takagi, better known as the Lock Hero: Rock Lock.
“Turns out coming back from the dead gets you a hefty payout from the government.” Nemuri told him.
“Uh huh, still, damn, my agency could fit in this one room alone!” he told her.
Nemuri stifled a laugh, “So, what brings you here? Death-Arms I understand, but aren’t you happily married?” she asked him.
“With my second child on the way.” Ken said, “Misses sent me here since we can’t be intimate again until the baby is born.”
Nemuri had only met his wife once, a nice lady, but Nemuri didn’t talk with her long enough to really get a feel of her personality. Seemed she was rather progressive in her line of thinking. The dark haired woman smirked as she moved closer to him, draping her arms around his shoulders and pressing her massive tits against his chest.
“So she doesn’t want you getting ‘pent up’, am I right?” she asked.
“That’s the long and short of it. When she heard about this place she told me to come here or she’d drag me here, and I want her taking it easy right now.” he replied.
“Understandable, how about I help you with that then?” she offered, “There’s a spot in the hotel I’ve been dying to try out!” she told him.
“This is the spot you’ve been dying to try?” Ken asked as he stepped out through the door. Nemuri could understand his confusion. The space was a dirty alley that was walled off at both ends. It was marked as storage space in the building plans, there was even an old semi trailer on one side of the alley. When Nemuri saw it, she knew it was perfect for living out a kinky fantasy she’d always had of being fucked out in the open, but without any risk of actually getting caught.
A few days prior, she’d asked the girls to come out and tag the walls with various graffiti, adding to the aesthetic. She smiled seductively at him as she turned around and hugged herself against him once more.
“What,” she asked, “You’ve never wanted to fuck a girl in a dirty back alley before?”
“Wha…?” he asked before Nemuri covered his mouth with her own in a deep lewd kiss. She felt him tense up in surprise for all of one second before he kissed back for a moment then broke away. “Okay, right down to it, I can do that.”
“It’s what you came here for right?” she told him with a grin as she pulled away slightly and squatted down. Her pussy was positively dripping now as she grabbed the nearly invisible seam at the waistline of his hero costume. She knew the design well, it allowed for the look of being one solid piece, but could separate to allow the wearer to use the bathroom without stripping out completely. Pulling down, Nemuri let out a sharp gasp at the sight of one of the biggest dicks she’d ever seen in her life!
NOW the dark haired woman understood why his wife wouldn’t wanna fuck during late term pregnancy. A dick this long and thick would easily reach her womb! Nemuri wasted no time, kissing her way along his length, the purple lipstick she was wearing leaving perfect lip marks along his shaft. The smell of it was only making her more aroused as she slowly licked the underside of his cock from the base to the tip. There, Nemuri opened her mouth wide, swallowing down Ken’s cock with a long low moan.
Above her, Ken groaned in pleasure as Nemuri slid his thick cock down her throat. “MMMMMMHMMMMMPH, MMMMPH, GUMMMPH, MMMMPH…” she moaned, cumming just from the feel of his cock moving through her throat!
“Ohh, ahhh…” he groaned quietly.
“HMMMPH, MMMPH, GUH, MMMPH, GUG, DOESH ID PHEEL GUUD…?” Nemuri asked, her words badly slurred by his thick cock in her mouth.
“Oh… Oh yeah…” Ken replied, looking down at her as she dragged her lips along his shaft every time she pulled her head back.
“IT’SH MUH PLEASHURE TO DEW DISH FER EYUE…!!” Nemuri slurred, “HMMMPH, MMMPH, GUH, HMMMMPH, GUG, MMMMMPH, AGUH…” Nemuri moaned and slurped at his cock, leaving a glistening coating of saliva all over the thick shaft.
“Ahh, fuuck…” he groaned, and Nemri could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth.
“HMMMPH, MMMMPH, EYUE CAN CUM IN MUH MOUPH-PUSSY ASH MUSH ASH EYUE WANT…!!!” she gagged as she looked up at him with her ice blue eyes. Those same eyes then went wide as the dark skinned man reached down with both hands, grabbing the sides of Nemuri’s head and pushing it down on his cock hard!
“HMMMMHMMMMMMMPH!!!” Nemuri gagged loudly, her pussy gushing hard as she came again. “HAGUH, AGUH, ABUHBEH, GUH, GUG, HUGHE, GWEH, GUH, GUH, GUH…” she choked and gagged repeatedly as Ken began fucking her face hard!
“Ohhhh, fuck yeah, you like that?” he asked her as Nemuri moaned deep in her throat.
“YESSSH, HAWDER, PHUCK MUH FASHE HAWDERRR… GUH, GUG, GUH…” she moaned, ropes of thick drool hanging off her chin as he shoved his cock in and out of her mouth! Pleasure radiated from her mouth to her cunt and back again as she moaned deep in her throat around the man’s impossibly thick cock. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, and Nemuri was loving every second of it!!! This is what she wanted, to surrender to her lusts and just let go. There was a kind of freedom in it she couldn’t fully describe as she felt herself cumming over and over just from her mouth alone!
“Hrrm, hrrm, hrrm, hrrrm… Fuuuuck…!” Ken grunted and groaned, shoving his cock all the way down her throat, so deep that Nemuri felt it in the pit of her very stomach! Thick, rich, liquid heat poured directly into her stomach, Nemuri wasn’t even given a choice of whether or not to swallow as her eyes rolled back. Another powerful orgasm rocked her pussy as she just let the man use her mouth like a cumdumpster.
“Huuuuwehguh…” she gagged as Ken finally let go of her head and she pulled free, coughing several times to refill her lungs with precious air. She then looked back up at Ken’s dick and smiled genuinely, “Impressive!” she said at the sight of his still rock hard cock. She found a whole new meaning in his hero name as she stood up and moved over to one side of the alley, pressing her hands up against the wall and pushing her ass out at him.
“I hope you still goOOOAAAHHHH!!!!” she began, but couldn’t finish her taunt as Ken moved up behind her, grabbing her hips and shoving his cock up her asshole hard! The intense thickness of it stretched her orifice to the utmost limits as she came instantly again! Her pussy spraying so hard that the concrete beneath them darkened slightly.
“OOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUCK!!!” Nemuri screamed loud enough that her voice echoed several times in the confined space.
“Yeah, you like that you slutty bitch heroine!?” Ken asked her as he buried his cock all the way inside. Nemuri howled at the feeling, it was so deep, she thought it might go all the way through her as Ken kept his cock inside. She then let out a low moan as he pulled back, the feeling was incredible, as though she were being turned inside out! The dark haired woman screamed again as he slammed back inside, his balls slapping wetly against her thighs.
“AHH FUUUCK!!! FUCK!!! FUCK!! FUUUCK!” Nemuri screamed again and again every time he drove his cock back inside her, sending her into orgasm again and again. “HAAAHH, SO BIG, IT’S LIKE YOUR SCOOPING OUT MY INSIIIIDES, AHHH SHIIIT, I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMINNGGG…!” she moaned, bucking her hips back against him. “MOOOORE, DO IT ROUGHER, HARDER, MAKE ME CUM MORE, MORE, MOOOORE!!!”
“HRRM, HURM, HRRRM!” Ken grunted, slamming his cock into her again and again as Nemuri rocked back and forth. Her huge tits hung from her body like a pair of udders swaying up and down from the force of his thrusts.
“AAHHHAAAH, YESSS, LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT, MORE, MORE, FUCK MY ASSHOLE HARDERRRR… SHIIIT, IT FEELS SO GOOD, I… I LOVE THISSSS…!” Nemuri moaned in ecstasy.
“Yeah, if you like that you slutty bitch, then you’ll love THIS!!” Ken groaned, moving his hands from her hips and down her legs, hooking them under her knees and pulling upward. In the blink of an eye, Nemuri found herself suspended over the ground, her feet above her head in a full nelson lock. “I’ll fuck your ass like an earthquake!” he yelled as he began pounding his cock in and out of her.
“AAAaaaAAAaaaaAAAAHHHH, YEEESSSSSSSS…!!!” Nemuri moaned, her voice shaking with pleasure. “HAAAAAARDERRRRR, HAAARDERRR, DESSSSTROOOOY MYYY ASSSSSS….!” Nemuri moaned.
“HURR, HURR, HURR, HURR, yeah, take it, take it you slutty whooooore!!!” Ken groaned as he bounced her up and down on his cock over and over.
“HAAAH, AHHH, HAAAAAH, FUCK, FUCK FUUUUUUCK, CUMMING, I’M CUMMING FROM MY ASSHOOOOLE, MORE, I NEED TO CUM MOOOOORE…!” Nemuri moaned from deep in her throat as her entire body shook with orgasm. Her pussy let out a constant spray of juices as her eyes rolled back again.
“Yeah, yeah, yeeeeeeaaah, fuuuuck!!!” Ken groaned as he buried his cock in her ass all over again. Nemuri felt that same liquid warmth shooting up her ass this time. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her as she let out a long low animalistic moan of pleasure.
With a groan, Ken let go of her legs and Nemuri fell forward. She barely managed to land on shaky feet as she pressed her hands against the concrete wall. There was a rude noise from her ass as hot cum gushed back out of her as she leaned against the wall. Panting for breath, Nemuri relished the feeling of his cum dripping down her thighs.
“Fuck,” Ken gasped, “And you plan to do this regularly…” he said as he leaned back against the wall behind him.
“Mmmmmmh, maybe three or four times a night.” she told him as her legs steadied and she stood up.
“Shit, and I thought my wife was insatiable.” Ken told her as he pulled his pants up.
She turned to look at him, “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” she replied as she moved towards the door back into the building. “You can grab a drink at the bar, I’ll comp you the first round, and you can get the final tab at the main desk when you leave.” she said as she walked back inside.
“Hang on, just how much did that cost!?” she heard him calling back at her.
Story by Sailor Io