Izuku was a fucking mess after that dance, her pussy throbbing like a drum, clit swollen and begging for more. The way Katsuki’s huge dick had grinded against her, teasing her bare lips through that thin dress—god, she was horny as hell, needy, her thighs slick with her own juices dripping down. She could barely sit still on the couch, shifting her legs, trying not to moan out loud while her friends laughed and ordered more drinks. Katsuki was still on stage, finishing up with the group, but his eyes kept flicking back to her, that cocky smirk saying he knew exactly what he’d done to her.

He wrapped up the show, bowing to the cheers, then sauntered over, leaning down close to Izuku’s ear while her friends were distracted. His breath was hot, voice low and gravelly. “You’re soaked, aren’t you, Izuku? I can smell how wet that pretty pussy is. There’s a private room backstage— no eyes, just you and me. Want me to take care of that ache?”

Her heart hammered, but she nodded so fast, eager like a bitch in heat. “Yes—fuck yes, Katsuki. Take me there.”

He grinned, all teeth and lust, then turned to her friends. “Ladies, I’m stealing your bride for a bit— private dance upgrade. I’ll bring her back in one piece… maybe.” He winked, grabbing Izuku’s hand and pulling her up.

The girls exploded in teasing. “Ooooh, Izuku’s getting extra! Don’t fuck the stripper, slut!” Mina yelled, laughing. “Or do— we won’t tell Masaru!”

“Have fun, you whore!” Soo added, throwing a condom wrapper at her playfully. “Make it quick, or we’ll come looking!”

Izuku flushed but giggled, letting Katsuki lead her away, her tiny dress still hiked up a bit, ass jiggling as they slipped through a side door into the dimly lit hallway. The private room was tucked away— plush red couch, low lights, a mirror on one wall that screamed “watch yourself get wrecked.” No windows, just privacy and the faint thump of club music outside.

Katsuki locked the door, turning to her with that hungry look. “Sit, baby.” He pushed her gently onto the couch, then straddled her lap, his muscled thighs caging her in. He started grinding hard right away, no teasing— his huge cock, still rock-hard in those tight trunks, pressing right against her dripping pussy.

“Oh fuck— Katsuki!” Izuku moaned, head falling back, her tits heaving with each breath. His bulge rubbed over her clit, the friction making her see stars.

“Like that, slut? Feel how hard you make me?” He growled, rolling his hips deeper, hands on her shoulders for leverage.

She remembered Masaru’s warning— “no touching the stripper”— but fuck that. She couldn’t control it anymore, her hand shooting down to squeeze his cock through the trunks. Thick, veiny, pulsing under her palm.

Katsuki moaned loud, eyes fluttering. “Ahh— naughty girl, Izuku. Grabbing my dick like that? Your fiancé would be pissed.”

She squeezed harder, feeling him throb. “He said no touching… but I can’t help it. Your cock’s so big, Katsuki— feels like it wants me.”

He grinded harder, almost punishing, his dick sliding over her wet folds through the fabric. “Damn right it does. You’re dripping all over me, baby— I can feel your pussy juice soaking my trunks. Such a needy little whore.”

Her pussy was literally dripping now, juices running down her thighs onto the couch. “Yes— fuck, grind harder. I’m so wet for you, stripper boy.”

Then she couldn’t wait— she snuck her hand inside his trunks, fingers wrapping around his bare cock. Holy shit, he was massive— thick as her wrist, long, hot skin veiny and smooth. Both of them moaned at the contact, her small hand barely closing around him.

“Fuuuck— Izuku, your hand’s so soft,” Katsuki groaned, thrusting into her grip while still grinding.

She started stroking him slow at first, up and down, thumb rubbing the head where precum was beading. “God, you’re huge— my fiancé’s big, but this? This cock could wreck me.”

He laughed breathy, hips bucking. “Stroke it faster, baby. Yeah, like that— jerk me off good. What would your old man say? His sugar baby bride cheating with a stripper’s dick in her hand.”

She jerked him harder, twisting her wrist, her small hands struggling to contain his thickness. “He told me no touching— and look at me now, jerking off your fat cock like a slut. I’m such a bad girl, Katsuki.”

“Cheating slut,” he hissed, grinding rougher, his free hand sliding up to squeeze her tit. “Yeah, you are— engaged and stroking strange dick. Bet your pussy’s clenching empty, wishing this was inside you.”

“Yes— oh god, yes! It’s so thick, barely fits in my hand. Jerking you off feels so wrong, but I love it. Cum for me, Katsuki— shoot all over my dress.”

He moaned deeper, thrusting into her strokes. “Keep talking dirty, Izuku. Tell me how you’re my cheating whore tonight.”

“I’m your cheating whore— jerking this big stripper cock while my fiancé waits at home. Fuck, it’s throbbing so much— gonna cum soon?”

“Hell yeah— your hand’s magic, baby. Small and tight, just like your pussy probably is.” He grinded frantic now, both chasing release.

Izuku came first, untouched— just from the grind on her clit, the arousal, the filth. Her pussy spasmed, soaking her dress and his trunks. “Ahh— Katsuki, I’m cumming! Fuck, yes— so hard!”

That pushed him over— he groaned loud, cock pulsing in her hand as he came, hot ropes shooting inside the trunks, some spilling out onto her fingers. “Shit— take it, slut! Cumming from your naughty hand.”

They panted, her hand sticky with his cum, but he didn’t let her catch her breath. He crashed his lips onto hers, kissing filthy— tongues tangling, wet and messy, biting her lip hard enough to make her moan into his mouth.

“Mmm— taste so good, cheating bride,” he murmured against her lips, sucking her tongue.

She moaned back, kissing hungry. “More, Katsuki— don’t stop.”

He pulled back, eyes dark with lust, then yanked her up off the couch, spinning her and pinning her against the wall. Rough hands tugged her dress down, exposing her fat tits— heavy, bouncing free, nipples hard and pink.

“Fuck, these tits— so fat and perfect,” he growled, admiring them for a second before diving in, mouth latching onto one, sucking hard.

Izuku gasped, back arching. “Oh god— suck my tits, Katsuki! Yes, like that.”

He hiked her dress up to her waist, hand sliding between her legs to her soaked pink pussy. Fingers teased her fat lips, then plunged in— two thick digits stretching her tight hole.

“Ahh— your fingers are so big!” She moaned, grinding down on them.

He sucked her tit deeper, tongue swirling the nipple, biting gently. “Tight little pussy— so wet for me. Bet your fiancé doesn’t finger you this good.”

“No— fuck, deeper! Eat my fat tits, baby— bite them harder.”

He switched to the other boob, mouth devouring it, teeth grazing the sensitive skin while his fingers pumped in and out, curling to hit her spot. “These tits are mine tonight— gonna make ’em sore, mark ‘em up. Your pussy’s clenching so hard around my fingers, Izuku. Greedy cunt.”

She was a moaning mess, legs shaking. “Yes— finger fuck me hard, Katsuki! Your fingers are thicker than some dicks— stretching my tight pussy so good.”

He added a third finger, thrusting deep and rough, thumb pinching her swollen clit. “Take it, slut— three fingers in your cheating hole. Pinch that clit— yeah, feel it? You’re dripping down my wrist.”

“Pinch harder— ahh! My tits are so sore from your mouth, biting and sucking— don’t stop! I’m your moaning mess, Katsuki.”

He bit down on her nipple, tugging, while finger-fucking her harder, the wet sounds filling the room. “Sore tits for a sore pussy— cum for me again, Izuku. Soak my hand like the whore you are.”

“Talk dirtier— tell me I’m cheating on my daddy fiancé with your fingers in my cunt.”

“You’re a filthy cheating bride, Izuku— letting a stripper suck your fat tits and finger-bang your tight pink pussy. Bet he’d disown you if he knew how wet you are for me.”

“Yes— oh fuck, add more! Pinch my clit— I’m gonna cum!”

He pinched harder, fingers slamming deep. “Cum hard, baby— squirt on my hand.”

She shattered, cumming hard, pussy gushing over his fingers, soaking them completely. “Katsuki— yes, cumming! Soaking you— fuck!”

He pulled his fingers out slow, bringing them to his mouth, licking her juices off while staring at her lustily. “Mmm— taste like heaven, Izuku. Sweet cheating pussy juice.”

She panted, tits heaving, red and sore from his mouth, pussy still twitching. The night was far from over, but damn, this forbidden heat was burning everything down.