Perverted Logic trumps Irrational Fear and Mineta fucks Mitsuki Part 1

My instincts are screaming at me to let her go and run for the hills. That she wasn't worth it. That I didn't want to get blown up into little pieces by that madman I call a classmate. And usually, I'd listen to my instincts...

But my logical sense allowed me to realize...the earrings worked.

I hug her back as best I can, rubbing my face deep into the MILF's deep breasts. I do that for a minute, relishing the feeling of this woman's amazing tits on me. Coming up for air, I smile at my first catch with these earrings.

"Hello ma'am. My name is Mineta Minoru, and I want to fuck you right here, right now." I bluntly say to her face.

She looks at me amused, as if I am just an adorable child to her. "I bet you do. But I am a married woman, so I don't think it's happening Mineta. Plus, I am just running to the store real quick to pick up some groceries, so I don't exactly have time to play with you."

She lets go of me, but I don't reciprocate the action. Instead, I use my strength to pull her down carefully. She goes from crouched feet to her knees, barely holding her balance. Before she can say anything more, I lunge at her mouth and engaged in a sloppy kiss. She returns it without much enthusiasm, kissing me back as I ravage her mouth. I enjoy fondling her boobs as I make-out with her.

After a few minutes, I separated from her with a string of drool still connecting us. I grin perversely at Bakugo's mom. "Sorry Mitsuki, but I'm going to fuck you anyways. You can do your grocery shopping afterwards. And as far as your marriage goes, your husband will just have to deal with having your cunt stretched out and filled with my jizz." I tell her, feeling taller than ever right now.

She rolls her eyes, as if thinking 'kids these days', before responding. "Whatever you say brat. If you're going to **** yourself on me, I guess it's only normal."

Grinning at her 'agreement', I pull her forward so she repositions to being on all fours. Keeping one hand on her boob to hold her in place, I fish out my cock from my shorts. It's a bit difficult considering how hard it is, but soon my 13 inches are freely bouncing in Mitsuki's face. She hums in approval surprisingly.

"Well Mineta, I'll give you this, you just might stretch me out a bit. You're certainly bigger than my husband. Maybe I shouldn't call you brat after all." She compliments me.

I smirk smugly, knowing I had that going for me for awhile. Few guys I've noticed could match me in size where it counts. Bakugo apparently was unfortunate to inherit his size from his father given how small he was as well.

"No, you shouldn't call me brat. You know what you should call me?" I ask her, having a great punchline for this.

She raised an eyebrow. "Wha-mmmmfff!" When she goes to ask, I thrust my dick into her open mouth. She almost choked, her tongue and throat convulsed in great ways around my cock until she got used to it.

"You should call me a mouthful!" I say, laughing out loud at my joke. Then I stop and curse. "Damn, I should have used that on Ms. Joke! Eh, missed opportunities. I've got something more important to focus on right now!"

I start moving my hips back and forth, fucking this older woman's mouth without a care in the world. Might be late for school doing this, but who cares? It will just be normal for me to show up late.

And damn, she may not have actually consented to this, but she is definitely participating right now. She is gamely sucking on my dick, licking all around my length and tip with fervor. She isn't panicked at all anymore as she looks up at me coyly.

While this does feel wonderful, the way her breasts sway with every thrust gives you a better idea. I pull out of her mouth and waste no time in rolling Mitsuki onto her back. I mount her abdomen, looking at my prizes before me still stuck in their white fabric confines. Grabbing onto her shirt, I pull fiercely at it. And with perverted desire fueling my strength...

*RIIIIIP*

...the shirt split down the middle, freeing her beautiful, bra-less boobs. She raised an eyebrow at me, not angry but also not happy.

"First you don't take no for an answer when I say I'm busy. Then you practically choked me on your dick. Now you've ripped my shirt instead of taking it off. If it weren't normal for you to do this, you and I might have a problem mister." She states blandly.

I smirk smugly down at her. "Well it's a good thing it is then. I am going to enjoy doing this to you and so many other chicks." I grab her tits and squeeze them around my moistened dick. They feel so wonderfully soft wrapped around my member. "Oooooh, yeah, thats the stuff! And besides, it's your fault for having such a smoking hot body. If you weren't so damn sexy, I would have just let you go." I explain to her.

She scoffs with a roll of her eyes as I fuck her boobs. "Sure, it's all my fault that this is happening. Not because your a regular, little pervert like the rest of the boys your age." She say sarcastically.

"Exactly! Now since that's settled, isn't it normal for you to help me fuck your tits when my cock is in between them?" I said, wanting to get more leverage for a real titfuck.

She nods, rolling her eyes for the umpteenth time as she uses her hands to press her boobs together. "Yeah yeah, I know."