Some Random Smut Collection(R18+)

Desc: Touma the CHAD gets comfortable with the sisters AND the mega MILF, Mizuru...

That's right guys, Misaka is getting royally CUCKED in this one !

Touma looked around before closing the door to the storage closet. A loud bang could be heard and something that sounded like a woman's giggle. Mizuru couldn't help but feel curious. She had seen him talk to a clone before and now that clone was nowhere to be found. She had asked some of the other sisters if they had seen her but they all averted their eyes and refused to answer. That only made her suspicious which is why she was now climbing up the walls so see what was going on. The closer she got, the stranger the sounds that she could hear. It wasn't just one girl with him, there seemed to be several. She threw her legs over the ledge and snuck up to the window. She gasped at what she saw. Touma and nine of the clones, some that she had spoken to before, were naked. One sat in Touma's lap and was kissing him with all her might. Mizuru couldn't believe what she was seeing. The fact that they had started something like this without informing her. She was aghast. She knocked on the window and all activities inside stopped. The clone of Mizuru's lap shot off him and she backed away from the window. Toum got up and opened the window for her. Mizuru slid inside and glared at the girls. They all looked down or away from her. As they should. She was the oldest and therefore had first dibs on Touma.

Mizuru looked around at the girls. They were all small and tiny. Nothing compared to her. She was a real woman with a woman's body. The sisters' boobs were barely a double d. She had seen them walk around. Nothing on their body's moved or jiggled. It was all thigh and controlled. She had been like them before her first child. Now, well now she hadn't been able to find a bra that fit her. Her shirts and dresses had to be made to order in order for them to fit over her bust. She didn't need to walk for her breasts to jiggle or move. A single exhale caused people's heads to turn. If she flexed or even moved her arms back, the clothes that she wore had a tendency to rip. And her flesh would fall out and the white, pale skin would be visible to everyone. They were all jealous of her, off her body. When she walked into stores, clerks would gasp and glare at her. Boyfriends would ignore their girlfriends just to look at her. She always bought midi skirts and dresses. On the models the length went down just below the knee. But on her, it looked like she had bought a mini. If she bent forward she'd flash her ass and the seam of her pussy. Many people assumed that she didn't wear underwear but her cheeks and folds dwarfed the fabric and hid it within her body. She enjoyed the feeling of slowly pulling away the thin strip of fabric. It was always sopping wet when she did.

Touma looked at her and licked his lips. She could smell him from here. He leaned back and patted his thighs. The girls looked at her with jealousy. She had the better body, the batter age, the better mindset and now she was going to be rewarded for it. All they could do was watch her take everything they ever wanted to have. Mizuru slowly pulled off her shirt. The fabric was saggy from being stretched for several hours. Her breasts were pressed up by the bra. The great bags of flesh threatened to spill over. One of the Misakas inhaled at the sight. Her jealousy was becoming too much to bear. Mizuru pulled down the skirt she was wearing and threw it at one of the girls. She caught it and measured it against her own body. The fabric draped on the floor. Mizuru's large hips moved as she bent down. They were the proof of the children she had carried. No man would be able to embrace them and touch his hands to each other. Her hips and thighs had grown far too large for that. She pulled off the panties and simply left them on the floor. The thin fabric pressed into her flesh when she did so. They were almost too small to go over the legs. Something ripped in the process but she didn't care. Touma was looking at her with awe in his eyes. She knew she was the most beautiful thing he had seen. Mizuru unhooked the bra and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts were finally free. They spread out over her belly and arms. One of the clones walked around her. She resembled an old statue. Like the ancient ones of the fertility goddesses. Her hips pressed outward and her breasts rolled around. It was all visible from the behind. Her breasts would never be like that of a model but the way the nipple rolled down from the weight, they way her cheeks were pulled down by her thighs. Her body was being pressed down by its own weight. She walked up to Touma. Her breasts hit against each other with each step. The flesh on her legs did the same. It echoed in the small room. One of the Misaka's hurried over and closed the window. There was no need for people on the outside to listen in on what was happening. Mizuru stopped just in front of Touma. Her breasts were inches from touching his face. They still hadn't stopped jiggling from the walk.

Touma patted the bench next to him and Mizuru sat down. He pulled her legs open and gave the rest of the girls a view of Mizuru's thick folds. They too were thick and fat. They were pressed together by the fat on her hips. Mizuru couldn't wear pants, shorts or anything that wasn't a skirt or dress. It didn't matter if the seam had been moved or not. The fabric would always find a way to press its way between the folds and show off the outline of her pussy. The few times she did people would turn around and stare at her. Touma stroked his hands over the wet folds. He pulled away and wiped his hand on one of the girls. Mizuru licked her lips. They were just as blown up as the rest of her body. They resembled the blown up lips of a doll. They way the flesh pressed against each other. It was pressed tight and pulled away from her face. Her tongue was like a soft pink band pressed against red petals. The Misakas looked at their own lips. They were thin and skinny. Touma dug his fingers into Mizuru's ample flesh. Her pussy was producing so much liquid that there was a wet spot on the floor beneath her.

"Get on the floor," Touma ordered. Mizuru obeyed. She slid off the bench and laid on the floor. Her breasts spread out on the ground. They almost looked flat from how much they spread. It almost looked like her entire chest was a soft and wobbly pillow. Touma pressed his hand on the flesh and marveled at how deep he sank into it. Mizuru grunted and he pressed up. Touma kneeled between her legs and jerked his cock to hardness. The tip was white and fleshy, it had been days since he last cleaned it. The small was enough to make the girls swoon. It made their lips flutter and the holes widen themself for penetration. Mizuru didn't even have to reach down and spread open her labia. They opened by themselves, revealing a gaping, open and red hole that was just waiting to be penetrated by a hard cock. Touma pressed the head against the soft hole, but he didn't press inside. Mizuru whimpered with want. He only rubbed his large cock up and down, marveling at the way the lips moved with him. Mizuru reached up for him but he only slapped away her hands. Touma pressed his cock against her clit and squeezed his foreskin. One of the girls gagged at the sight if the white mess that was dribbled over the clit. Mizuru's eyes rolled back and her hole fluttered in an attempt to entice him into fucking it. Her head bounced against the floor and all she could do was wait to be blessed. The clones watched with rapt attention as Touma slowly pressed the head against the opening to the hole. His cock looked almost oversized compared to the hole. The girls whispered among themselves, there was no way that was going to fit. Then he pushed inside.

Mizuru pressed her legs together. Touma had to brace himself on her stomach. Her large breasts pressed against his hands. She gasped as her first orgasm overcame her. Her hands slapped against the floor as she began to shake. Her fleshy tits moved with her. They bounced up and down and hit against the stone floor as she shook through the orgasm. Touma waited for her to finish. His cock was being massaged by the walls of her pussy and he was in no need to hurry. She groaned and could finally breathe. She sucked in air and tried to clear her head. Her entire mind was ringing with pleasure. One of the clones hurried up to her and fell to her knees next to her. She grabbed one of her breasts and lifted it up. The flesh was so large and heavy that she had to use both her hands just to lift this one small part. She pressed her lips against the flesh and began sucking. Another clone kneeled next to the other breast and did the same thing to that. The two girls looked very small next to the enormous breasts. Mizuru's breasts were bigger than the girls' heads and upper bodies. The seven other clones glowered with envy. They couldn't help but compare their small breasts with Mizuru's large and fleshy ones. It was only fair that they go to torment her with pleasure while they waited. One of the clones sighed, it really wasn't fair that she had to wait to get fucked. She had been here first and now the old one got to be fucked first. She had even been late. Meanwhile Touma slowly continued to push inside Mizuru. Mizuru threw her head around as the pleasure of being spread open slowly overwhelmed her. Had it only been Touma she might have been able to bear it but with the two clones sucking on her breasts it was quickly becoming too much. Touma ignored her plight and continued pressing inside. He leaned down and kissed her to shut up the whines that were spilling out of her mouth.

Touma exhaled and rested his head on Mizuru's shoulder, he had to catch his breath before the fucking properly began. If he was meant to do what he was planning to do he had to be ready and well rested. There were still parts of his cock outside Mizuru's hole and he was quickly reaching the end of her channel. It would take some effort to press the head into her womb but if he wanted his entire cock inside of her, that was simply something he had to do.

One of the girls crawled up to him. She had taken off her clothes and he got a full view of the way her small breasts hung from her chest. The tips didn't even touch the ground. If Mizuru had been the one crawling her breasts would have dragged behind her like large weights. Heck, he doubted that she'd even be able to crawl. That was how big her breasts were, they'd probably just press against the ground without her limbs being able to touch it. He still accepted her kiss. Her lips were thin and boney. Not at all full and soft like Muzuru's. It felt like he was kissing a skull but he wasn't about to tell the clone that. She pulled away and he gestured at her to spin around. She obeyed and he got a nice view of her pussy lips. Again, they were thin and slightly open. The folds did nothing to hide the hungry hole beneath them. It kept winking at him, begging him to pull out from Muzuru and press inside of the clone instead. But he wouldn't do that, Muzuru was the oldest and the one with the hotter body. She deserved to be fucked by him first and if he still had the energy, then he might go for one of the girls. It was good to reward them if they were being patient. Touma slapped her thighs and she crawled away.

He put his attention back to the now moaning Mizuru. Two more girls had joined in on sucking and biting at her breasts. Small bite marks were littered all over the flesh. "I hope you're ready," he said. Mizuru nodded and brazed herself for the final part. Touma pushed inside of her and she screamed. Her hole and womb was being speared open by his cock. She grabbed his shoulder and simply held him in place. There was no way she'd be able to take any type of movement right now. The walls of her pussy fluttered almost in panic around his length. It alternated with trying to suck him, to convince him to fuck her and pushing him out and sparing her body from the pain/pleasure/agony/ecstacy. Her nails dragged against his skin and left long red marks behind. One of the clones immediately began kissing the area. Her lips were cool against the heated skin. Another crawled up behind him and began licking his balls. Mizuru was still making plenty of noise. Her voice grew and grew to a scream and if Touma would move or breathe it would die down into a soft whimper. Touma pressed his hips flush against her and watched as her mouth simply fell open. No sound came out, she just gaped in shock and pleasure. One of the remaining girls pitched forward and pressed her mouth against Mizuru's. Touma closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the pampering that he was getting. One girl worshiped his ball, another now rubbing his back and a nice thigh hole was stuck on his cock. It was hard for life to get any better.

Mizuru slowly snaked one of her hands down to her pussy and stuck two off her finger inside and tried to spread open the hole a bit more. Touma let her finger herself for a while even if he didn't truly enjoy the feeling of something else in the hole that he had claimed. Mizuru pulled out and Touma got ready to begin the fucking. He waited for the two girls to move away from him then he pulled out until just the tip was left inside of Mizuru. She moved her hips up and down and waited for him to do something, to do anything. Touma waited for her whines to grow truly desperate. The poor clone that was kissing her did her best to keep her quiet but her poor lips were much smaller than Mizuru's so her attempts were doomed from the start. Touma pushed back inside and reveled in the feeling of her spasming walls. He pulled back again and then pushed back inside just as roughly. Mizuru's entire body moved from the force of his thrusts. Her breasts were ripped out from the hands and mouths of the girls and were left to flail on the floor. They began bouncing up and down. The flesh made slapping noises as it hit against the stone floor. Slap, slap, slap, slapslapslapslapslap, slap. Slap, slap. It echoed. All nine girls had ceased their activity and watched the way Mizuru's breasts moved with rapt attention. Some were fondling their own and tried to make them bounce in the same way but it simply wasn't possible. Touma snapped his fingers, "Get back in here," he ordered.

The four clones obeyed and hurried back to Mizuru's bouncing breasts. Touma kept fucking into her and the girls struggled with catching the bouncing breasts. Every time they caught a piece of them it would just be ripped from their hands by the force of Touma's thrusts. Touma pulled out a bit and let his cock pop out of her womb then he pressed it back inside. Mizuru whined and tried to pull away from him. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his cock as hard as he could. Mizuru's breasts knocked into one of the girls and she fell down to the floor. Her breath was hot against Toumas thigh. He didn't tell her to get back so she began licking his skin. The other three girls continued with trying to catch Mizuru's breasts. Touma kept pounding into her, enjoying the way she moaned from the sensation. The girl kissing his thigh slowly moved up his body until she was kissing his neck and then his cheek. He kept fucking Mizuru and slowly turned his head to meet the girl's lips. They gently made out while he fucked Mizuru. "It's unfair," one of the other clones whined, "I want to kiss Touma too," she said. Touma beckoned her to him and she obeyed. He alternated between kissing each girl.

Mizuru's pussy walls fluttered around him when once off the girls managed to catch her breasts. She clung onto it like her life was bound to it and began suckling on the flesh. The other girls immediately began helping her and together they managed to lift it high enough for their soft lips to find the nipple. One of the other girls crawled over and began making out with Mizuru. Mizuru simply opened her mouth and let the other girls lick into it while she almost stroked the other girl's face with her lips. Touma bites his lip and has to struggle not to cum from the scene. There is something very hot about the way that Mizuru is simply sucking the other woman in. There is no way for the clone to defend herself from Mizuru, all she can do is squeal and try to break free. Touma resumes his plundering and destruction of Mizuru's hole. He shoved both girl's away from him and puts all his energy into fucking Mizuru. She tried to latch her legs around him but he was thrusting into her with far too much speed. The poor girls holding onto her breasts were thrown back and forth in tact with his thrusts. Every thrust pushes him into her womb. The most private and defenseless parts are helpless against his never ending assault. The floor beneath her back and under his knees grew wetter and wetter with each thrust. The fluid expelled would sometimes squirt up from the force of the thrusts. Touma grabbed onto her flesh, his eyes hyper focused on the way his cock spread her hole open. When he pulled out the walls would follow him and try to keep him inside and when he pressed back they followed him all the way until he pulled out again.

Touma fully pulled out and Mizuru looked at him. Her eyes were dazed and her mouth was covered in both hers and the clones drool. She tried to say something but all that came out were soft moans. Touma felt a strange sense of pride, he had somehow managed to fuck her stupid. He had done this to her. He was the cause for her inability to speak and even think. Touma lazily stroked his cock and tried to think of what he wanted to do for his completion. He had already decided that he was going to cum inside of her, the only question was how. Did he want it to be rough or sudden or did he want to press as deep inside of her womb as he could and force her to become pregnant. Flood the egg and giver no way to escape. Touma liked his lips, he liked the idea of watching his seed slowly drip out of her and he loved the idea of forcing his seed as deep inside of her as he could.

Touma spread Mizuru's legs as wide open as he could. She whimpered when he over-stretched her. This wasn't her usual way of moving and Touma knew it. He just liked watching her struggle to keep the position that he demanded from her. Then he pressed inside with one fell swoop. Some of the girls gasped at the sight. He was sure that their pussy's twinged at the thought of being forced open so fast. Mizuru's cervix didn't even struggle against his cock anymore, he could just press past it and gain entrance to her womb. Mizuru grabbed hold of one of the girls and pulled her onto her chest. The girls screamed in shock and surprise, then her face was buried in Mizuru's chest and no sound could make it out of that prison.

Touma fucked into Mizuru with short thrust, making sure to never truly leave her womb. She pressed her unoccupied hand against her belly and almost wept. The feeling of being fucked so deep inside of her had to be starting to become to much for her but there ws nothing she could do but bear it. Touma had given her pleasure and now it was time for him to take his own. "Stroke my balls," he ordered. The clones almost fell over each other in their hurry to complete his request. They gently fondled and pulled at his filling balls. Some of them gave his small, quick kisses, just to show their appreciation for being allowed to touch his body. Touma dragged his fingers through his hair and his thrust became more erratic and unsure. The posture slowly seeped out of him as he chased his orgasm. It was building faster and faster. Soon, soon he'd leave his mark inside of Mizuru. Mizuru squealed when one of the girls accidentally bit into her breasts. Touma didn't care; he simply watched as the mark grew on her breasts. He doubted that it had been an accident. The clones were so very jealous of the size of Mizuru's breasts. He knew they wanted breasts like her of their own but Touma didn't think that even pregnancy would make them grow that much. But he wasn't opposed to trying. He kept thrusting inside of Mizuru. The more time he spent fucking her the more the others girl's jealousy grew. Their hands on his balls grew more and more insistent. They wanted him to hurry up and cum. Every second that he was fucking Mizuru was one second that they weren't being fucked. Touma ignored them and focused on bringing as much pleasure as he could to Mizuru. He wanted to make sure that this was one fucking that she wouldn't forget. He tried to angle his cock so that it dragged and bumped against the walls of her hole and womb. Every time he did, she'd helplessly flail around. Touma's thrust grew harder and harder. Mizuru moaned at every slap, at every hit. Her eyes keep rolling back from the pleasure that she was experiencing. Touma groped her breasts and rolled the flesh in his hands. It was almost too heavy for him to lift, but he managed. Mizuru grimaced as if she was in pain but she also didn't try to push him away. She simply let him pull and knead her body as much as he wanted. Touma's cock twitched inside of Mizuru and he knew that he was about to cum.

Touma pushed inside of Mizuru one last time and came deep inside of her. His cock gently twitched as it was finally allowed to rest after having been active for almost an hour. He rested his head on her chest and exhaled slowly as his balls were emptied inside of her. This was what he was owed, the right to cum inside of any woman he wanted to. She groaned as she felt his hot seed fill her up. Some of the girls continued to massage Touma's balls through the entire orgasm. He thrusted into her a few more times to make sure that his seed had gone as far as it could. Touma slowly pulled out and watched as his white seed dripped out from the red and raw hole. It joined the rest of the fluids on the floor.

Mizuru simply laid on the floor and breathed for several seconds. Touma didn't notice, he was busy watching his seed. There was something arousing in watching it slowly drip out of her. It was the proof that he had fucked her as good as he possibly could. Mizuru let go of the clone that she was holding. The girls sucked in as much as she could. Then she spun around and threw her leg over Mizuru's body. The clone laid on Mizuru's body and spread her legs as wide as she could. Her juices dripped onto Mizuru's stomach. Touma shrugged, he assumed it was time for him to fuck her now. Then the next of the clones climbed atop of the girl and did the same thing. The rest of the girls pulled away from his balls and quickly climbed atop of the other. Touma couldn't believe what he was seeing. All these girls, laying on top of eachother. Just waiting to be fucked by him. He looked down on his spent cock, it was already beginning to harder. The final girls climbed on top. Mizuru moaned when she accidentally stepped on her breasts or maybe she moaned from the weight of the nine people on top of her.

Touma dragged his hand over each and every one of the girls dripping pussies. None were as fat and used as Mizuru's but there was something nice about the fresher ones too. Even if the holes all fluttered in the same hungry way. Touma pressed his finger inside of one of the girls. She gasped for a little bit. Her hole was tight and hot around his finger Touma was pulled out of the moment when one of the clones spoke up. He thought her name was Misaka 10032 or something similar. "What if the original Mikasa comes in before we finish," she asked. Touma hadn't thought about that.

The real Misaka had been heading up the stairs when Junko and Misaki walked past. They hadn't seen her but she had definitely seen them. She forced herself to give up on spying on the clones and decided to follow the two girls instead. There was never anything good afoot when Misaki laughed in that obnoxious way of hers. She followed them out of the school and through several of the shops. All her thoughts of suspicion regarding the clones had been fully forgotten. All that was left now was the rivalry between her and Misaki. She had to figure out what she was planning and how to stop it. The two girls stopped for far longer in one of the shops. Misaki was trying on shirts and different clothes and Junko gave commentary for how good she thought it looked. Misaka realized that she had been a bit paranoid and that not everything that Misaki did was a swipe against her. She looked towards the school tower and couldn't help but notice that one of the windows was opened. Her belly ached and she pressed her hand against it. The baby was being active again and now, being so far away from the school and the dorms, all she could do was bear it. She could only hope that Touma was doing well and not getting himself involved with dangerous things again.