Izuku x Kyoka and Mika Jirou Drabble (November 2023)

“Th-thank you again for having me over, Mrs. Jirou!” Izuku bowed politely before joining mother and daughter at the dining table. Looking around, the entire place was covered in portraits and pictures of Kyoka’s mother and father throughout their music career—pictures of them singing at concerts, pictures they’d taken with other famous singers with autographs, pictures of them just posing with every instrument under the sun…even here in the kitchen, the entire room was covered in music. No wonder Kyoka had been worried her love for heroism would disappoint her parents, given that she was basically born into a musical legacy.

“Thank you for agreeing to spend Thanksgiving with us, Izuku! Any boy who’s gotten a love song written about him by Kyoka is more than welcome at our table!”

“Mom!” Kyoka complained with a blush while she and Izuku stole glances at each other.

“A love song? About me? You haven’t shown me that one yet, Kyoka!”

She fiddled with her long earlobes—a nervous tick that Izuku found absolutely adorable. “It’s, uh, still a work in progress…”

Izuku and Jirou’s mom both laughed before they began distributing food to each other. “Your husband won’t be joining us, Mrs. Jirou?”

“He’s off doing a musical tour a few cities over, so he’ll be gone until next month. That makes me even more happy to have you here! What’s a Thanksgiving dinner if there isn’t a man at the head of the table?” She winked.

Izuku blushed. Kyoka’s mom looked so young, like a carbon copy of Jirou, except the glasses added an extra layer of maturity. “Oh, um, I’m happy I can be of assistance? Haha…” He wasn’t sure if she was joking or not.

Kyoka and her mom cast glances at each other throughout the evening, as if having a silent conversation that only their superior hearing could pick up on. Izuku didn’t question it—he was just happy that his ‘meet the parents’ moment was going so well. Kyoka’s mom really seemed to like him…maybe even a bit too much.

“Izuku dear, will you help me with the dishes?” She called after they finished eating.

Kyoka nodded for him to go ahead, so he joined her mom at the sink after forcing his eyes not to drift down to her ass. Her body was more filled out and less petite than Kyoka…

“Your cooking was delicious, Mrs. Jirou!” He cleared his throat and tried to steer his thoughts clear of anything suspicious.

She laughed as they washed dishes side by side. “Please, just call me by my name, Mika.”

Izuku dropped a plate, but luckily black whip shot out of his elbow and caught it. “E-excuse me? You want me to…?”

“Please, there’s no need to be so formal! It doesn’t suit a rock music family like ours, so I insist you just use my name! Go on, try it!”

Was he being tested or something? He had heard plenty of horror stories of guys being secretly tested by their girlfriend’s parents, and if they failed the secret test, then they failed to get the parents’ approval! Her smile gave nothing away, though, so he blushed and tested it out.

“M-Mika.”

She bit her lower lip, eyeing him with a similar fondness that he often saw in Kyoka’s eyes. “Kyoka’s so lucky to have a boyfriend like you. Do you treat my daughter well?”

His back straightened. “Of course! I promise I give her everything I have! She deserves nothing but the best, and that’s what I try to offer her every day, no, every second we’re together! I really, really like your daughter, ma’am! Mika!” He rambled as usual, only to cut himself off with a gasp as Mika suddenly leaned in closer, until their noses were inches apart.

“You say you treat her well, hm? I’ll be the judge of that…show me just how well you’re treating my daughter~”

He swallowed thickly, tasting her breath. “M-Mrs. Jirou…M-Mika, I—!”

As soon as her lips were on his—his girlfriend’s mom’s lips—Izuku’s brain was completely fried, his body freezing up and offering her easy access to slide her tongue against his and taste the boy who was kissing her daughter.

The temptation to kiss her back was overwhelming—any guy who said he wouldn’t be tempted in this situation was a damn liar—but Izuku somehow managed to step back with a red face. “W-we can’t be doing this! Kyoka is just in the other room! I should go to her…”

Mika shut the sink water off, completely disinterested in the dishes now as she slid her body up to his. She was short just like her daughter, easily slotting herself against his chest and teasingly resting her head on his shoulder. “Don’t be like that, Izuku! You wanted to make a good impression on your girlfriend’s mother, right?”

He gulped, absentmindedly licking his lips to savor her taste. “I think this is taking it a bit far…”

“Nonsense! It’s a mother’s job to make sure her daughter is being treated right by her man…that’s all this is…so don’t hold back, Izuku…” She leaned up again, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck to pull him into another kiss.

To be fair, Izuku had never been in a relationship before. Maybe this was more normal than he thought? Or maybe—and most likely—he was just coping, grasping at straws to justify the way he kissed her back this time, hands grabbing her waist to feel up her sides. He loved Kyoka and everything about her, including her petiteness, but Mika was like a Kyoka with large boobs and a thicker…well, everything.

“Mika…” He murmured against her lips, squeezing her ass in those jean shorts that he suspected she’d worn just to tease and tempt him even more, encouraging his tongue to curl against her tongue, pushing into her mouth to taste her and to establish control, showing her who was in charge in his relationship with her daughter…

One sloppy make out session later, Izuku finally found the strength to pull away again. They were both panting for air, staring into each other’s eyes.

“Is that good enough for you?” He asked. He’d already crossed a line that shouldn’t have been crossed, and part of him wanted to say fuck it keep going, but he had to at least try to resist, right?

“Mmm, more than good enough, dear…my Kyoka is even luckier than I could’ve ever imagined…” Mika’s hands teasingly slid down Izuku’s midriff. “But I won’t know exactly how lucky she is until I’ve seen…what you’re hiding below…”

Push her away, push her away, push her away… He repeated the mantra in his head over and over again as her hands slid into his waistband, as if he needed to repeat it at least 100 times before actually attempting it.

“Mom?!” Kyoka’s voice interrupted them as she crossed her arms and stomped back into the kitchen. Izuku finally tried pushing Mika away, but she instead just clung onto Izuku’s chest even more closely.

“K-Kyoka! I can explain!” Both girls batted their eyes at him expectantly, waiting for him to ‘explain’. His face flushed red. “O-okay, y-your mom can explain!”

Mika giggled and cuddled against his shoulder. “Oh, Kyoka, isn’t he just adorable? You can’t blame me for jumping him!”

Kyoka sighed and put a hand on her hip. “Did you really think I wouldn’t hear you guys?” She pointed at her long earlobes. Admittedly, Izuku did feel stupid for forgetting that his girlfriend could catch anything he did if he was nearby, but more than that, he was just confused by her tempered reaction.

“You’re, um…not angry?” He wasn’t even attempting to escape Mika’s arms now.

“Angry? Why, this was Kyoka’s idea!” Mika laughed. Those words made Izuku’s head explode.

“Th-that’s not entirely true!” Kyoka insisted with a red face. “M-my mom and I were discussing having you over for Thanksgiving, but she’s always had really high standards for the boys I date. She would never let Kaminari get near me no matter how hard he tried, you know. So when she asked how she could be sure you were the right one for me, I uh…sort of began blurting out a lot of different things. Somehow, we ended up agreeing that you could maybe show her a thing or two about how good our relationship is so she can finally get off my back…”

Mika was still running a finger along Izuku’s muscular chest. “Of course, all my doubts were gone basically as soon as I met you and you were sitting with us—it was clear as day what a good boyfriend you are! Still, that only made me want to go through with this even more…you can’t blame a woman for being lonely when her husband is hogging all the musical tours for himself!”

“A-and you and I both know you have a thing for MILFs, and well…I-I know my body isn’t the most…well endowed…so I figured you wouldn’t reject the offer…” Kyoka chimed in.

Izuku couldn’t even get a word out. Mother and daughter were going back and forth explaining the situation so quickly that he could barely even process it, nonetheless find a proper response beyond just staring at both Mika and Kyoka’s gorgeous faces and screaming, “LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO!” His face probably gave it away.

“Well? What are you waiting for, Izuku?” Mika’s hands were in his pants again. “Aren’t you going to stuff us like turkeys?”

“Mom!” Kyoka groaned, but the way her eyes kept subtly darting to Izuku’s face showed that she was nervously anticipating his response, as well.

Izuku’s response was to bend down, hoist Mika over his shoulder with one arm, then grab Jirou with the other arm, dragging both short women out of the kitchen and throwing them down on the living room couch.

“I knew those biceps weren’t just for show!” Mika swooned, already starting to pull her clothes off as soon as he threw her down.

“B-babe, can you say something?” Kyoka insisted.

Izuku wrapped his arms around Kyoka’s waist and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss. “This is like a wet dream come true. Thank you.”

Her blush deepened. “Y-you’re welcome? Ahhh!” She gasped as he pulled her shirt off to grope her boobs.

Mika scooted closer, already fully naked, pressing her own boobs against Izuku’s sides. Naturally, Izuku couldn’t help but compare mother and daughter, making them squish their chests together for his viewing pleasure. Kyoka’s tits were nice and round, but too small to really have much bounce to them. Still lovely all the same! Mika on the other hand had the sort of boobs he would expect on a MILF like her.

“Well, I suppose if Kyoka hasn’t inherited my breasts by now then it probably won’t be happening, hm?” Mika lamented.

“M-mom!” Kyoka hissed.

Izuku took the chance to finally undress himself, revealing his fat cock that shut Mika up—especially when he crammed it in between their boobs with a smirk. “I love Kyoka’s body just the way she is, small and petite…” He grabbed Mika’s boobs and squeezed them, grinding his cock against her chest. “But I’ll never say no to tits like these, of course.”

Both girls moaned as they rubbed his cock in between their boobs. A double boobjob.

“Well, Kyoka, if you just told me from the beginning that your boyfriend had a cock bigger than your arm, I don’t think I would’ve had any worries about what your relationship is like…” Mika was licking her lips, until she couldn’t wait any longer and sank to her knees so his cock could rest on top of her face instead. “Or maybe I should be concerned about how this even fits inside of you? I have my doubts that sex is even possible with a dick like this and a body like yours…”

“Oh, it fits.” Izuku smacked his cock back and forth between their faces as Kyoka joined her mom on her knees. “I’ll show you if you’d like.”

Mika loved the sound of that, sitting back and rubbing her own pussy as Izuku got on top of Kyoka on the couch. From the angle where she was sitting on the floor, Mika got to watch each and every detail of Izuku’s massive cock hovering above Kyoka’s wet pussy, ready to wreck her petite body.

“I-Izuku…we’ve never had sex with an audience before…” Kyoka pointed out, trying not to glance at her mom, but it was hard not to notice her staring and watching.

“And? Do you like it?” He grinned as the tip of his cock pushed inside—the hardest part.

Kyoka’s breath caught in her throat, glancing back and forth between her mom and Izuku before blushing and nodding.

“Thought so.” He snickered before slamming inside, making both girls gasp in shock. Mika couldn’t believe her eyes as her daughter’s tiny body somehow took Izuku’s entire thick length. Every inch of his massive dick disappeared inside of her as he rolled his hips forward just to make sure he was hilted inside, completely filling Kyoka and making her back arch as if he was deep in her guts.

“…how deep is that?” Mika scooted closer, curiously rubbing her hand along her daughter’s stomach. When she pressed down experimentally, Kyoka cried out and came.

“Fuck, that’s a naughty girl! I didn’t even move! Your mom’s the one that made you cum there, huh?” Izuku taunted, finally thrusting forward to give Kyoka the friction to ride out her orgasm, pussy leaking around his balls.

“I-I can’t…! Izuku…!” Kyoka moaned, stuck between euphoria and embarrassment from Izuku’s cock deep in her cunt while her mom prodded her stomach even more.

“You and your daughter are getting to know each other better than ever before, huh? Guess you can thank me for bringing you two closer than ever!” Izuku gritted his teeth as he finally began to properly fuck her, holding Kyoka down so he could pull back and slam back into her with enough strength to make the floor shake.

“Y-yes, I suppose this would count as being ‘closer than ever’...” Mika mused, moving her face closer to Kyoka’s to observe the way her eyes rolled back while she was being pounded by her boyfriend. “I never would’ve thought my daughter’s tiny body could take such a huge cock. I’m impressed, Kyoka.” Her mom whispered into her ear and patted her head. “Shhh, stay strong, Kyoka. Show me. Show me how you take him. Show me how I’m going to take him next! Ahhh, I can’t wait to have your boyfriend’s huge cock rearranging my guts, just like he’s doing to you! You’re such a good daughter to share him with me!”

Kyoka could barely even string together a single sentence. Her beautiful singing voice came out in fragmented gasps and whines and shouts, like a symphony matching Izuku’s grunts and growls with every thrust. Her long earlobes curled up and intertwined with her mother’s, letting Mika feel the vibrations of Izuku’s cock pummeling her daughter. With every thrust of his cock, Izuku sent tremors through Kyoka’s entire body from the inside out, and those tremors were now being shared to Mika as mother and daughter both moaned and shuddered with each impact.

“She takes me so perfectly, doesn’t she? It wasn’t always like this. She used to struggle to even take my tip…” Izuku smirked. “But it didn’t take me long to break her. After countless rounds of stretching her out, your daughter’s cunt was loose enough for me to slam my big fat cock inside whenever I wanted! Aren’t you proud of her for being such a well-trained slut?”

Mika moaned as she watched her daughter’s face. Kyoka’s tongue hung out shamelessly as she cried and begged Izuku for more, sounding exactly like the well-trained slut Izuku described. “H-how long did it take before she could take you like this…?”

Izuku shrugged. “A lot. I fucked her cunt too many times to count, rammed it in at different angles and different positions to make sure I shaped her tiny body to take my cock. And now she’s just…the perfect cock sleeve.” He buried his cock deep inside to emphasize his point, making Kyoka’s toes curl with a scream as she came on his cock again.

Mika gulped and looked up at Izuku, her eyes showing a nervous tremble for the first time that evening. “A-and, if that’s the case, then how long will it take me before I can take it that effortlessly?”

“Awww, getting nervous now, Mrs. Jirou?” Izuku grinned down at her before winking. “Don’t worry…I’ll break your cunt in with just one round. Don’t believe me?” He pulled his cock out of Kyoka, hovering it right above Mika’s face. “I’ll show you right now.”

Kyoka had had several orgasms on his cock already, so she was good to sit out for a bit, legs spread to show off her gaping pussy—that was the future that was in store for Mika, too. Additionally, Izuku’s cock was dripping and staining the couch and floor because of how wet it was, completely coated in Kyoka’s wet pussy fluids…and now that his cock was above Mika’s face, those fluids now dripped onto her face as Izuku crossed his arms and smirked down at her.

“How about you clean the taste of your daughter’s cunt off of my cock before I stick it in you?”

Mika gulped. She glanced at her daughter’s blissed out face. She winced as Izuku’s wet cock leaked onto her face. Then, slowly, she dragged her tongue up his soaked balls, up the shaft of his cock, and all the way to the tip to press a kiss to it while making eye contact with him. “Whatever the man of the house demands…”

Izuku sighed in pleasure as Mika took him as deep down her throat as she could without choking…well, without choking too badly. Deepthroating his cock really made it sink in just how unprepared she was for a cock of his size. Izuku found that realization to be absolutely adorable.

“Man of the house…I could get used to that.” He grabbed Mika’s hair and forced his cock even deeper down her throat. “Show me how you’ll treat the man of the house after watching him ruin your daughter!”

“MMMMFFF!” Mika moaned and choked and sucked, the reminder of how Izuku had wrecked her daughter only serving to encourage her to suck him even more.

She really did look similar to Kyoka, but with larger assets all around. He couldn’t wait to fuck her, so as soon as she was finished cleaning her daughter’s taste off of his cock, Izuku threw her onto the couch and smacked his cock on top of her pussy.

“Izuku…” She took deep breaths, her glasses nearly falling off of her nose as she stared into his eyes. “Fuck me…fuck me like you fucked my daughter…”

Seeing the mixture of nervousness and lust and excitement swirling in her eyes had Izuku’s heart pumping. MILFs were so hot because of their inherent experience, but no woman was really ‘experienced’ when it came to taking a cock like Izuku’s. Sex with him would be a completely new experience…one that he was more than ready to give to her.

He went slow at first, testing the tightness of her cunt as the tip of his cock stretched her out, making them both moan. “Fuck, your husband hasn’t broken you in at all…you weren’t kidding about being a lonely woman, huh? I’ll fix that…”

Mika’s deep breaths became even more staggered. Kyoka scooted closer to teasingly poke her mom’s cheek, mimicking how Mika couldn’t stop bothering her when she’d been the one taking Izuku. “You can do it, mom. You’re the one who wanted to know how good Izuku was, right?”

“Come on, I think we can all recognize that that was an excuse at this point.” Izuku sneered, forcing inch after thick inch inside of her, leaning down as he finally hilted himself balls deep, his lips brushing against Mika’s. “You were just looking for an excuse to get fucked by your future son-in-law, isn’t that right?”

Mika’s eyes widened, and her back arched with a moan as Izuku’s hips snapped forward. “Ahhhh! N-no, that’s not…! Ohhhh, Izuku!” Her legs wrapped around his waist as he began grinding her into the couch. “So…big…! Can’t believe my daughter is taking this every night…! I can feel myself stretching…ha…”

“Stretching? It’s more than that, you naughty MILF.” Izuku growled into her ear as he fucked her faster and harder. “I’ll reshape your cunt into the shape of my cock. That’s the only way a tiny, desperate woman like you can take a man like me. And I did tell you, didn’t I?” An intimidating jolt of green electricity shot up Izuku’s muscles as he activated his quirk. “I’m going to break you right here, right now, in just one round.”

His hips became a blur as he hammered into her cunt, filling the entire house with Mika’s screams. Just like her daughter, her beautiful singing voice quickly became hoarse and high-pitched and echoed when she was getting fucked.

“FUCK YES! FUCK ME, IZUKU! FUCK YOUR FUTURE MOTHER IN LAW! I can’t believe it…you were holding back with my daughter earlier…! Don’t hold back, keep fucking me, fuck me with everything you have! Fuck me until I break!”

“Halfway there already, Mrs. Jirou!” He grinned. Something about calling her formally was even more kinky than the first name basis—perhaps because it reinforced that he was her future son-in-law, her daughter’s boyfriend, the love of her daughter’s life, currently carving the shape of his cock into her cervix and pounding away at her body with no mercy while her daughter watched.

Her glasses flew off of her face as her entire body writhed and spasmed with every thrust. Kyoka teasingly pressed her palm into her mother’s core, bringing Mika to a screaming orgasm.

“Fuck, look at that, Kyoka! Your mom’s a squirter, just like you!”

“Add that to the list of things I never needed to know.” Kyoka snickered, watching as Mika’s pussy clenched around Izuku’s cock before spraying her orgasm across his hips.

Izuku didn’t stop thrusting for a second, biting his lower lip as he watched his girlfriend’s mom come undone for him. With her glasses off, she looked even more like a mature Kyoka now—a mature Kyoka whose face was growing more depraved with ecstasy, eyes rolling back, cheeks flushed, drooling with her tongue out…

“I’m sure your husband’s never seen you like this before,” Izuku mused. “Now here you are, showing your filthiest face to your daughter and her boyfriend…” He smirked against her ear. “Are you a slut for your future son-in-law, Mrs. Jirou?”

Slut. That word. It was her first time having it used on her, her first time thinking about it for herself. It was like an awakening for the woman in her who craved a man like Izuku to dominate her. All she could do was look back into Izuku’s eyes and nod, the sound of her own voice bringing her to another messy orgasm. “YES! I’M A SLUT! I’m your slut! I’m a slut for my son-in-law”!

He gritted his teeth and lifted her legs to fully mating press her, slamming into her cunt so hard he was making a permanent Mika-shaped indent in the couch. “Fuck, then fucking take my cum for the first time like a good slut! Just keep cumming on my cock as I fill you up! And if Kyoka ends up with some baby siblings…heh, then that’ll be your permanent reminder that you spread your legs for your daughter’s boyfriend!”

The filthiness of the entire scenario had Mika screaming in pleasure as she eagerly kept her legs spread, squirming against the couch as Izuku shoved his face into her tits and buried his cock as deep inside of her as possible, shooting his seed directly inside of her lonely MILF cunt while she continued to leak her own orgasm down his large, messy balls as they pumped their load inside of her.

Kyoka was touching herself the entire time and even holding her mom’s hand with a dreamy moan. Izuku couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on her face once he pulled out to admire the sight of Mika’s creampied cunt.

“What, you like the idea of having little siblings?”

Kyoka blushed and shrugged. “About as much as my mom likes the idea of having grandkids, probably.”

“I reckon it won’t take long for that,” Mika spluttered out, also leaning up to observe her own pussy as it leaked Izuku’s thick, hot cum. “With a man like that, Kyoka…I’d be popping out kids nonstop for him…”

Izuku laughed as Kyoka blushed even more. “Well, whenever we do finally decide to make that first kid…” He caressed Mika’s chin. “You wanna be there to watch?”

Mika moaned, reaching down to scoop up some of Izuku’s cum to push back inside of herself. “Join my daughter’s sex life? With a man like you? No mother on this planet could refuse~”

Izuku dragged his cock across Mika’s thighs all the way over to Kyoka’s cunt. “Well, just to be sure we’re all comfortable with it…why don’t we have a test run? You can watch your daughter and I, ah…‘rehearse’ making your first grandkid for you.”

Mika giggled while Kyoka eagerly spread her legs, ready for another round…and Mika was no doubt waiting her turn for another round with Izuku, too.

This was nothing like what Izuku expected from his first Thanksgiving with the Jirous, but hey, he could hardly complain. After all, this moment of claiming both mother and daughter was probably the most thankful he’d been in his entire life.

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