Eat (Out) The Rich

“Momo? Mitsu? Uhhh, what did Momo say her name was? Lin? Rin?” Momo’s father frowned. “Ren? That was it! Ren? Anyone here?” He’d only given the entrance hall a cursory glance, so at the lack of response began looking around in earnest.

His eyes came to rest on your patiently waiting figure.

“Oh!” He said, starting in surprise. “You must be Ren, then.”

You nodded. “That I am, Mr Yaoyorozu. And I’m in charge now.”

“Oh. I hadn’t realised, my apologies.”

You leant back in your chair, looking through the now-docile mind of Yaoyorozu’s father. His name wasn’t important to you, most of his handling would be through Mitsu. What you were looking for was how good a person he was.

Working against him was his job. He was the kind of wealthy you didn’t get without bloodying a few diamonds. There were a lot of shady things that the Yaoyorozu corporation was involved in.

Working for him was, well, everything else. He was a loving father and husband, who genuinely wanted the best for his wife and daughter. Though his corporation had its shady parts, they were a legacy of previous generations. In fact, it seems he already had plans to cut some of them once Momo entered the hero world.

Well, that decided it. “This is Izuku Midoriya. He is in a relationship with both your wife and daughter, as well as a host of other women. Not only are you okay with this, it is your preference.” You had nothing against the man, and he was **** than many. Best to leave him happy. “If Izuku is uncomfortable with sharing Mitsu, you will either discover yourself to be both Asexual and Aromantic or you will begin looking for relationships in other places. Whichever your mind prefers.”

“I see. He seems like quite the special man.”

“He is. It is your greatest wish to serve him. Your wealth will be used to begin his hero agency, as well as finance any other of his or his harem’s wishes.”

“I suppose I’ll be moving the plans for Momo’s agency forward, then.”

You picked up your phone, about to call up Izuku, but paused. “You are going to be happy, Mr Yaoyorozu. Not manic, but content.”

Some part of his brain that recognised the changes that were happening to him seemed to break through. He nodded. “Thank you.”

You tapped through your contacts to find Izuku, heart fluttering as he picked up. “Ren?” He asked. “Is everything okay?”

“Of course!” You said. “Even better now that I can hear your voice. I was just talking with the Yaoyorozus, and we’ve decided a few things. I’ll give you the details when you get here, there should be a car waiting outside the dorms.” You had sent the chauffeur before Momo’s father had shown up.

“Alright.” You could hear that he was a little baffled. “I’ll see you soon, then.”

“I can’t wait, my love.” You hung up, turning back to Momo’s father. “Now, let’s talk about this agency.”

As you were led to the study by the now-docile Mr Yaoyorozu, Izuku was getting into a limousine driven by a very quiet man. Beyond a short confirmation that he was indeed the chauffeur, he had been entirely resistant to conversation.

Not that Izuku had tried very hard. Despite his growing confidence from the hero course, and newfound relationship with one Ren Yamada, he was still an anxious man at heart. As such, he was left to overthink about what may be happening.

Maybe there had been a villain attack, and he was the only person Ren could call. Maybe the stoic chauffeur was secretly a minion of the league.

Or maybe it was about the relationship? Had Ren met an as-yet-unknown brother of Momo and decided that Izuku wasn’t worth her time anymore?

Speaking of the relationship, Ren had been pretty insistent that she not be his only partner. Maybe instead of a Yaoyorozu sibling reveal, Ren had somehow convinced Momo to join into this odd relationship he’d found himself in.

Izuku snorted. Even his thinking didn’t get that unrealistic. Momo was beautiful, and smart, and rich, and nice, and completely naked on the bed in front of him, passionately embracing a similar looking woman.

The chauffeur had silently shown Izuku to the third floor, pointed at a door, then left. On opening the door, Izuku was greeted with the aforementioned sight.

“I’m so sorry!” He yelped, covering his eyes. “The driver just showed me here and he didn’t say anything and Ireallydon’tknowhowtodealwiththissituationand-”

“Izuku!” Momo said, propping herself up on her arm with a bemused look on her face. “It’s fine, we were waiting for you.”

“Waiting?”

The other woman rolled over to look at him. “He’s even cuter in person, Momo.”

“Mmm. I forgot you hadn’t seen him before.” Momo leant down to kiss the other woman.

Breaking off the kiss, the two women looked back up at Izuku. “Are you going to join us?”

“I- I don’t even know your name.”

“It’s Mitsu, my dear. Now get that cock of yours out, we need to make this ménage à deux a ménage à trois.”

Having looked a gift horse in the mouth for long enough, Izuku’s hand went to his belt, letting his pants fall to the ground and exposing his already-hard dick. When he reached the bed, Momo and Mitsu stood, pushing him down and kneeling down on opposite sides of his hips. Hefting their equally bountiful breasts, the two women wrapped their tits around Izuku’s throbbing cock.

They began to glide their breasts up and down his shaft, grinning in delight as they elicited a soft moan from him. As the pillowy embrace of their chests continued, Mitsu leant her head down to wrap her lips around the bulbous head of Izuku’s penis, suckling gently. The sudden warmth, wetness, and pressure made Izuku’s moans grow in intensity.

Momo, wanting in on the action, tried to get her head down to reach the parts of his shaft that Mitsu hadn’t claimed. Her attempts soon failed though, and instead a fierce makeout session began between the two women, centered around the bell of Izuku’s dick.

The pleasure overwhelming him, Izuku began to cum, coating the top of the two women’s tits as well as a good portion of their faces. They rose, still kissing, but occasionally breaking to lick up some of the cum and moan. Wrapping each other up in an embrace, they fell onto the bed, Mitsu on top, legs spread to allow Midoriya to penetrate whoever he chose.

Getting the hint, Izuku rose to his feet, admiring the asses before him. One was well toned, forged by years of hero training, while the other was soft, jiggling, grown through years of comfort. Lining up his cock, he hilted himself in Momo first, the needful keening sound she made being muffled by the mouth of Mitsu.

Momo’s pussy rippled around his length as she shivered in orgasmic delight, trying her hardest to milk his turgid cock. Izuku soon reached his limit, and grunted out: “Momo, where do you want it?”

“In me!” She gasped, breaking free of her kiss.

“Same goes for me, lover boy!” Mitsu called out, pulling Momo’s head back in to continue where they’d left off.

Izuku, already close to bursting, let his orgasm go, cumming deep in the womb of his buxom classmate. She screamed in pleasure as she did so, and before she had come down from her orgasm, Izuku was out of her and into Mitsu.

The older woman panted heavily as Izuku plumbed her depths, shockwaves rippling through her bountiful ass as his hips slammed into her. Her cunt was vice like, desperately gripping his cock as though she wished to be one with him forever.

Mitsu’s panting turned to throaty moans, which turned to frenzied screams. Momo, uncharacteristically assertive, grabbed Mitsu’s head with both hands and began violently kissing her, tongue wrapping around her partner’s.

The kiss continued as Izuku came, filling Mitsu up as fully as he had Momo. Satisfied, he stood back, the two thoroughly creampied women moaning in delight. After some rearranging of bodies the three were lying comfortably on the bed, the two girls nestled into Izuku’s sides, breasts pressed into him.

“I never knew you had a sister, Momo.” Izuku said, angling his head down to look at their flushed faces.

The two women chuckled. “You charmer!” Mitsu said. “But actually, I’m Momo’s mother.”

Eyes going wide, Izuku started panicking. “But that means you’re married right? Does that mean you just cheated? With me? Does that mean-”

“It’s quite alright, my boy. If it’s with you, I don’t mind.”

Izuku’s panic had been interrupted by Momo’s father entering the room alongside you. You’d felt the threesome wrapping up, so started heading upstairs. “I told you, darling.” You said, shaking your head. “You don’t need to worry about that sort of thing.” You hopped onto the bed, lightly slapping Momo’s ass as you did. “You’ve found the first thing I wanted to talk about. The second may be even more exciting for you. If you would?”

Taking your cue, Mr Yaoyorozu stepped forward, entirely unconcerned by the nudity on display. “As you may be aware, the Yaoyorozu conglomerate was planning to be the primary sponsor of Momo’s agency once she graduated. Miss Yamada has been in talks with us, and it seems that Momo would prefer to be a sidekick under your agency.”

Momo moaned in agreement.

“So in that case, the Yaoyorozu conglomerate will be funding your agency instead. We will spend the rest of your time at U.A. preparing for your debut, if you are so willing.”

Izuku looked down at Momo again. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? You’re giving up your own agency.”

“Izuku, I want two things out of life. First, your happiness. Second, to help people. This is the best way to do that.”

“Okay then. What do I need to do?”

“At the moment it’s mostly groundwork and logistics. If you know any good support engineers, extending a job offer to them would be an excellent start. Miss Yamada already mentioned Mei Hatsume, but is there anyone else you know?”

Izuku thought for a moment, then perked up. “Melissa!” He said excitedly.

“Melissa?”

“Melissa Shield. She’s a support engineer I met on I-island. We’ve stayed in contact, and she mentioned she was coming to Japan for a few months.”

“Shield? As in David Shield?” Izuku nodded. “She sounds like a valuable asset. Be sure to put her in contact with us.”

You clapped excitedly. “Sounds marvellous! Now, if you’d excuse us, I think it’s time to see if this bed can hold four.”

With Mr Yaoyorozu leaving the room, you dove into the thruple, ready for a long night of limit-testing Izuku’s hyper-potency quirk.