Chapter 1 - Ichigo, a victim of temptation.

Notes - All characters featured in this story are the age of 18 or above.


A/N - Discord & Patreon details are available on my profile.


Contains - Netorare, Blowjob, Boobjob, Creampie.


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With the Soul Reapers making their trip to the real world, the issue of where they would be able to find a place to sleep and rest in the meantime was brought to light. Ichigo Kurosaki, who was amongst the only one capable of casually living in the comfort of his home, had to deal with the annoyances that were this group of Shinigami. 


“For the last time, I can’t have you guys living with me!.. There’s way too many of you.. I don’t even have enough bedrooms if I tried stuffing half of you in!..” vehemently declined Ichigo, who was growing frustrated with the constant bickering from the persistent reapers. He obviously responded with groans of annoyance, and a little bit of attitude, their entire group definitely not looking forward to searching elsewhere for a place to stay outside in this vast, unfamiliar world. 


“Man, Ichigo.. You’re being a real pain in the ass, you know that?..” said Renji, rubbing the back of his head and stretching out his legs, making himself at home. Simply one of the audible sentences amongst the constant complaining.


“Aw… That sucks.. Even me?...” adorably asked Rangiku, pouting with her full lips jutting out while putting on a frown.


“N-Naturally you’d be the last person I’d let stay over.” responded Ichigo, nervously looking in the opposite direction.


“Huh?.. That’s unfair.. Why not?..” pleaded Rangiku.


“B-Because!.. There’s no way I’d be able to sleep under the same roof with another girl for who knows how long?” responded Ichigo.


“Oh… It makes sense now.. It’s because you’re a virgin, isn’t it?..” teased Rangiku, her comment enticing laughter amongst the other men filling the room.


“I’m not a virgin!.. Far from it!.. I even have a girlfriend, for your information!..” he responded irritably, clenching his fists. 


“Hmm.. Is that so?..” she muttered, a look of deep thought on her face as if she were contemplating something, before she lit up with excitement after an idea struck her mind. With Ichigo quizzically staring in her direction, wondering what she was so heavily thinking about. Not even uttering a single word, Rangiku casually began to unbutton her shirt, beginning with the top button and slowly trailing down towards the bottom. The entire room’s eyes were captivated and audible gasps could be heard when the beautiful buxom’s massive breasts slightly spilled out of her shirt, leaving Ichigo a flustered, mumbling mess as he comically attempted to cover his face, failing to block his sight and peeking through the cracks of his fingers, unable to fight the urge to stare.


“W-What the hell are you doing?!.. I’m not going to let you sleep here even if you start stripping!..” exasperated Ichigo, clearing his throat with a gulp with his eyes fixated intently on the abundant valley of cleavage that looked almost heavenly, complimented greatly by her perfect skin. 


“I thought most men would fall victim to my charms after.. You’re definitely a tough one, Ichigo.” teased Rangiku, leaving her shirt halfway undone while giggling to herself, inadvertently causing her tits to jiggle up and down slightly, erotic enough to induce a naturally physical reaction in the young man who couldn’t keep his perverted gaze away, blood rushing towards his member, sending Ichigo into a panic with an ensuing boner on the way.


“A-Anyways!.. I need all of you to get out, right now!..” he yelled abruptly, surprising everyone who had just been casually lounging about up until that point. Begrudgingly, but accepting his wishes, they stood up and exited out from the wooden door, a relieved sigh when Ichigo managed to disperse the situation by forcing everyone away the instant before anyone would’ve been able to notice his apparent member. 


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A few minutes later…


Kurosaki Ichigo, a young man who was only recently able to consider himself an adult, was evidently overcome with his rampant libido after being treated to the eye-candy of a sight that was Rangiku’s bountiful breasts. Never in his life had he laid his eyes upon a woman this voluptuous and seductive, not even his girlfriend, Orihime. Hesitantly, he scanned the room as if there could’ve been somebody lingering behind, before reaching over towards the top of his shelf and snagging a box of tissues, taking a seat on the edge of the bed with a perverted grin on his face. “I sure hope nobody comes home anytime soon.. Damn, I didn’t know one woman could be so fucking sexy..” he thought, excitedly unzipping the front of his trousers, only managing to tug the zipper down before being abruptly interrupted by his door swinging right open.


“W-Woah!..” he exclaimed in a panic, covering his crotch with both of his hands, later clutching onto the blankets and pulling it over his lap. “R-Rangiku?.. What are you doing here?!..” exasperated Ichigo, breathing heavily, ever so glad that she didn’t decide to show up a few minutes later, else she might’ve been able to hear him moaning her name with his cock whipped out and exposed in front of her. 


“Oh my~... Did I interrupt something?..” muttered Rangiku, not dense enough to not realize what he was on the verge of doing, the box of tissues only solidifying her suspicions, not to mention the fact that she’d noticed his erection from earlier that was currently concealed underneath the thick cotton of his blankets. 


“N-No.. Not at all..” he stuttered nervously, trying to desperately escape this extremely awkward situation, even more embarrassed that the woman he was going to masturbate to was standing a few feet before him.


“You know, Ichigo.. I came back here to ask if you could reconsider letting me stay here.. I have nobody else I can trust, and leaving a poor maiden like me out there in the wild would be awful..” pouted Rangiku, taking a few steps closer to Ichigo which caused him to jump up in his heat in response, frantically gripping the sheets that were the only thing protecting the view of his massive bulge. 


“I-I’ll have to think about it.. It’s a big decision to make, you know?.. Like, what would my girlfriend and parents feel..” he replied, averting his gaze so as to not worsen the effect of his rampant arousal. He flinched when the mattress bounced a little, another person sitting on it weighing it down. Rangiku leaned over and grabbed onto his wrists, breasts rubbing directly against his biceps, her strawberry scented perfume dominating his nostrils. “S-She’s too close!.. And damn, she smells good..” he thought, shaking his head of any elicit thoughts, silently turning his head to meet her gaze and question what she was doing. The instant before he could respond, he found his hands peeled away from his lap, using her quick reflexes to strip him free of the covering blankets, intently exposing his crotch for her to see.


“H-Hey!.. What’re you- mmnph!~....” he mumbled into the absurd melons of supple flesh smothering his face, suddenly finding himself submerged within the infamous warmth and softness of Rangiku’s endless cleavage. Taking an accidental whiff of her aromatic scent was enough to render him weak to her advances, surrendering on relenting and instead waiting and seeing where allowing her to do whatever she liked would take him. 


“What’s wrong, Ichigo?.. Is this the reason why you won’t let me stay here?..” asked Rangiku, pointing towards his erected member suggestively. 


Planning on devising an excuse that would miraculously save himself from suspicion, he eventually gave up after only a few mere seconds of wracking his brain, sighing in defeat. Slowly nodding his head in agreement, he shyly muttered a slew of words he wished he could’ve taken back, speaking upon reflex rather than thoroughly processing the sentence. “I-It’s not good for a man of my age to be sleeping near a woman like you..” 


“A woman like me?.. What do you mean by that?... Oh, are you talking about my body?.. Do you find it too distracting?..” she asked, leaning a bit closer so that her warm breath could be felt tickling the sides of his neck.


“Y-Yes!.. It’s, uh.. Intensely erotic.. Which is why being close together like this is bad for my heart!..” he yelled, trying to hold his breath so as to not inhale her seductive scent. Hoping that all he had to do was give in and confess to her questions in order to satisfy her curiosity, wishing that he’d be left alone to handle his business, and return to his adorable, busty girlfriend the day after.


“Hmm.. That certainly would be an issue..” responded Rangiku, unbothered by the fact that he’d just complimented her hourglass figure, already used to the male attention that followed her, a complete bombshell of a babe that has had numerous men waiting at her beckoning. Not that she was interested enough or bothered to care, normally brushing them off and going about her day as if the constant flirting targeted towards her was normal. Placing a finger on her lips while in deep thought, she muttered something inaudible to herself before once again unbuttoning the front of her shirt, this time taking it off with the intent of stripping herself completely. 


“H-Hey?!.. What the hell are you doing?!.. I thought I told you already that taking off your shirt wouldn’t change my mind!..” he sputtered in a flustered mess, holding onto her shoulders in hopes that it would get her to stop.


“But-... If we have just sex, wouldn’t that solve your little problem?.. After getting used to how my naked body looks, then you’d stop feeling so uncomfortable around me.. You’re just excited because you’ve never seen a woman with a curvaceous figure, right?..” asked Rangiku, innocently staring into his eyes. 


“S-Sex?!... Oh man, what is she talking about?.. I don’t know what’s going on, but my dick is on fire right now!.. W-Wait, no… Hold on.. Orihime is my beautiful girlfriend.. Yes, Rangiku is incredibly sexy.. So much so that It’s taking everything in me not to pounce on her, especially with her tits hanging loose from that bra struggling to contain them..” thought Ichigo, breathing heavily and impossibly attempting to not simply stare at the abundance of breasts before him, his cock lurching at the sight and his breath unsteady from excitement. “Rangiku… Like I said earlier, I have a girlfriend.. So, I uh-... I can’t-... I can’t have sex with you-... But, leaving me like this would certainly be a problem.. So, if you don’t mind.. And keep it a secret” he mumbled, conflicted with emotions of loyalty and lust, wishing it was easy to turn down this once in a lifetime opportunity. Patiently awaiting if he were to change his mind and pursue her thick body in its entirety, the seductress of a woman waited at bay, giving him the time to finish his sentence and put all of this to an end once and for fall.


“...............”


Silence overtook the room as he was unable to muster the will and courage to do so, settling for a single ejaculation while blankly staring directly at her chest, enticingly enamoured by the magnificent buxoms that completely stole his attention away. Taking that as his final response, Rangiku took advantage of his distracted state, grabbing a hold of his bulge and experimentally squeezing to snap him out of his trance, before reaching over and unhooking her skirt, dropping them down her slender legs and revealing her skimpy panties. At a loss for words, Ichigo was still shocked by the fact that his dick was just touched by another woman, intently staring at her beyond sexy figure and following her every movement, watching as she spun around and showed off her plump ass, holding underneath her asscheeks and lifting them up and allowing them to jiggle.


“Like what you see?...” she teasingly asked, knowing fully well that he’d been more than impressed with her breasts, only concerned about his opinion about her round butt, that wasn’t nearly as exposed and revealed as her cleavage. 


Incapable of controlling his wildly raging hormones, Ichigo didn’t respond with words that he struggled to choke out and instead with his actions, grabbing ahold of her bodacious hips and pulling her onto his lap, placed conveniently on his pumping bulge that was struggling to release itself from the tight confinements of his pants. Rangiku gasped in surprise at his assertiveness, her entire perception of his character was that of a nervous young man who was pretending who was trying his hardest not to be perverted. She found his weak attempt at refusing her adorable, unable to maintain his loyalty towards his supposed girlfriend after only being rewarded with a sneak peek of her amazingly inviting breasts, and now half-naked figure. 


“Oh, what’s the rush, big boy~...” seductively muttered Rangiku, settling her hands onto the mattress, making herself comfortable in his lap by scooting properly over his bulge, parking directly against it before teasingly grinding her ass into him. Ichigo groaned in delight and tightened his hold around her waist, slowly sliding up and down her womanly curves tantalizingly slow, breath ragged at the sensation of her soft and luscious butt rubbing intimately against his clothed erection, the seductive motions of her gyrating hips stealing the oxygen from his chest.


“Holy shit!.. You have such a nice ass, Rangiku.. It’s so big!..” complimented the man, thoroughly impressed by her display of skill, pathetically allowing a pleasured groan to slip from the sinful rotation of her hips, half-naked rear smothering and massaging against his front. Telling that he was loving it based off of his reactions and the throbbing of his erection, Rangiku maintained a similar motion for nearly an entire minute longer, throwing in a few slams against his crotch which caused a pleasured yelp to escape his lips. 


“This is a pleasant surprise.. I had no idea that you were this interested in me, Ichigo.. I took you for more of a breasts type of man..” teased Rangiku, slyly giggling to herself before bouncing up and down on his lap, repeatedly slamming against his crotch which allowed his erection to pump up to full mast. Ichigo grunted and held her still with the tight clutches of his hands before slowly grinding back against her, slowing down the rough movement of her hips and settling for a teasing rubbing to soothe his aching erection. 


“I said it earlier, didn’t I?!.. The problem is that you’re too fucking sexy.. I’m not even sure how I was able to keep my hands off you earlier, constantly teasing me like this..” he replied irritably, responding with a few thrusts of his own, putting a smile on Rangiku’s face as she responded by seductively dancing her wonderful, thick ass against the front of his pants, tricking him like the temptress she was and dragging him into the pit of infidelity and sinful lust. Keeping her face turned back to get a glimpse of his reactions, the busty buxom popped her butt out before twerking intensely onto his cock, nearly eliciting a moan at the pleasurable sensation. What was meant to be nothing more than a little bit of foreplay evolved into something else entirely, nearly imitating that of a buttjob with the way the tent of his pants was hiked up directly against her buttcrack. 


“Agh, Rangiku!~...” he moaned heartily, keeping his hips pushed forward and against the shaking tremors of her perfectly plump booty, throwing himself into the heat of lust and fully indulging within this incredibly erotic lapdance. “God damn, she’s too good at this!.. We aren’t even having sex, but it damn feels just as amazing!..” he thought, leaning forward and resting the sides of his cheek against her back, which was arched conveniently in order to grant him better access to her butt, caressing his pent erection and teasing it to the point of no return. Never really a quickshot, but finding himself being a victim of surprisingly unbearable pleasure, Ichigo attempted to warn her to stop right before things got out of hand, only surviving a few minutes before a random ejaculation procured in the heat of the moment soiled the front of his pants. “W-Wait!... Nnghh!~.. Shit!...” grunted the man, closing his eyes and embracing her tightly, halting the sinful motions of her hips but still comfortably nudged underneath the weight of her panty-clad ass. 


“Oh, my…..” muttered Rangiku, staring down towards his crotch and feeling the throbbing member against her, knowing fully well what that type of bodily reaction entailed. Ichigo panted heavily in shock that he was pushed past his limits and succumbed to an orgasm from a simple lap dance that didn’t last much longer than a few minutes. It wasn’t like he was lying about being a virgin earlier, this definitely was not his first sexual encounter with a woman. It was simply his first with someone this overly attractive. “You came from that, Ichigo?.. I know you said you wanted to finish once and that’s it.. But are you really satisfied with things ending like this?...” asked Rangiku, bringing her face dangerously close, their lips practically brushing against each other as he captivated her with her erotic beauty. 


“N-No… I’m not…” he admitted, finding the thought depressing that his sexual fantasies around this busty captain might’ve ended on a premature ejaculation. 


“You’ll be letting me stay then, right?...” she questioned, making sure that he’d pull through with an answer.


“Yes.. Fuck if I care about that right now…” he panted heavily, leaning back on his elbows while recovering from an orgasm, suggestively placing his hand on the top of her head. 


“Good.” she casually responded, closing her eyes and diving down towards his crotch, swiftly pulling off his boxers along with the hem of his pants, revealing his painfully erect cock that had cum oozing from the tip. “As I thought, you made a complete mess, Ichigo~...” teased Rangiku, casually swiping a strand of hair blocking her face, parting her full lips wide open with her tongue lewdly slithering out, breathing from her mouth while hungrily lapping at his cock. Earning a muffled groan in response, Ichigo fisted her orange hair and stared down towards the lewd expression on her face, all the whilst licking his soiled member clean with her wet tongue. “He tastes pretty good.. It’s almost sweet, even..” she thought, smiling to herself after making sure he was completely clean, dragging the wet muscle up onto the apex of his dick before skillfully wrapping her lips around the bulbous head, engulfing it with ease despite the turgid size. Now shifting her breathing through her nostrils, Rangiku rewarded his courageous efforts and decision to betray his flimsy sense of loyalty with a few bobs of the head, making him moan her moan outwardly and with passion. 


“S-Shit!.. Sorry, Orihime!.. But she’s just too much for me to handle!..” thought Ichigo, completely fallen victim to Rangiku’s prodigious talents, clearly adept at performing a masterful blowjob. The combination of her perfect dicksucking lips and active tongue served for a sloppy, lewd fellatio that was equally as warm and passionate as wet. Saliva trickled down the shaft and completely coating the member, glistened and emanating slick noises with every descending and ascending motion of her head. Orihime wasn’t a pushover by any means, but she paled in comparison when it came to this display of skill, knowing fully well this wasn’t even close to her first time doing this. Finding the urge to fully explore this sexual temptress, Ichigo reached over and aggressively spanked her ass, grabbing a handful of the flesh that brought him to an early orgasm, showing his appreciation of it by clutching it tightly to the point of forming dimples in her skin.


“Mmn!~...” Rangiku showed her appreciation by moaning around his member, speeding up the intensity of the jerking motions from her head, increasing the suction of her lips, hollowed cheeks with her tongue gliding up and down the length. Dragging her head away from his crotch in an attempt to gather some air, Rangiku was abruptly stopped dead in her tracks by Ichigo, who was overcome with lust. Forcing her down his length with an aggressive shove to the back of her head, she was caught off guard and yelped in response, the tight walls of her throat invaded by his round cockhead. 


“Agh, please!~... Suck the cum right out of me, Rangiku!~..” pleaded Ichigo, desperate for another taste of euphoria, acting uncharacteristically out of sheer, unfiltered lust. Not particularly bothered or disturbed by his forceful actions, in fact preferring it over being treated gently, she nodded her head with his man meat still lodged deep down her throat. Through her various encounters with men, she was able to defeat the natural response of a gag reflex. Now closing her eyes and focusing solely on giving Ichigo a real blowjob, Rangiku parted her throat and hung her jaw as loosely as possible before bobbing her head while taking him completely to the root, nose pressed snugly against his pubic bone at the end of every descent. 


“Yes, that’s it!.. Fuck, take it deeper, Rangiku!.. Your throat feels amazing!...” he groaned, tightening the grip around her ass, snaking the other hand underneath her figure to clasp at her bra-covered breasts. Taking the hint, she bent her arms backwards to untie her bra-strap, allowing them to fall loose and exposing her infamous tits in all of its naked glory. Lifting them up and willingly serving herself to be fondled, quick on the uptake was Ichigo as he began to caress and knead at her perfectly proportioned flesh. In search for even greater pleasure, Ichigo started thrusting his hips up against her nose, earning a groan from Rangiku’s quivering lips while saliva dripped down the sides of her lips, slight tears forming in her eyes while she willingly allowed his hips to ravage her face. Her milky thighs rubbed together intensely, growing immensely horny from the callous treatment that was being dished out by a man who’s first impression was that of a nervous virgin. Finding his assertive attitude the most manly he’s been, exuding virility while dominating her orifice with his dick. 


“God damn it, I’m gonna cum!.. Quick, wrap those huge melons of yours around my shaft!..” requested Ichigo, scooting his butt forward and leaning more on his back, lifting his hips up into the air. Unable to respond verbally due to her vocal cords and wet cavern occupied with all of this tireless sucking, Rangiku lifted both of her heavy globes of flesh with her own two hands before plopping them onto his thighs, squeezing them together and wrapping his turgid cock directly in between the bottomless valley that was the smooth skin of her immaculate breasts. “Holy shit!.. There’s so much tits, it almost feels like I could get lost here!..” he thought, completely dumbfounded by the absurdly enormous size that was teetering the edge of disproportionate, his impressive size nearly swallowed up in comparison. Releasing his grip over her lovable assets, Ichigo placed his hands on the sides of her head, guiding the rapid bobbing of her head which led towards her face smacking against her own tits, the two moaning loudly in their pursuit of orgasmic bliss. With his mind solely targeting an explosive release, Rangiku’s was on completely milking him dry, completely forgetting about her intended purpose of finding a place to stay, and instead doing this out of her own volition. Serving well on his announcement of once again cumming, Ichigo’s massive erection throbbed with vigour before spasming wildly within the clutches of lips, a splash of white viscous semen spraying against the back of her throat. Moaning in approval, Rangiku sheathed the entirety of his cock within her oral cavity, shoving her nose snugly against her cleavage and dutifully gulping down his impending load. 


“O-O-Ohhh!~~...... I’m cumming!...” he shouted at the top of his lungs, loud enough that perhaps the neighbours overheard. 


Breathing heavily through her nostrils, Rangiku felt her pussy clench with all of the tasty liquid being disbursed directly into her stomach, slowly lifting her head and allowing him to finish the rest inside of her mouth, causing her cheeks to bulge with a little bit of semen escaping from her lips. Her beautiful tits were a saliva-covered mess, sloppy and erotically shiny from their fluids, Ichigo gently caressing her head while hosing her down with his spunk. “Fuck, you’re so sexy, Rangiku…” he praised, staring at her in absolute awe, making eye contact with the lust-clouded expression on her face. There was something about being seen acting outwardly depraved and slutty that lit something underneath her, the front of her panties soaked after everything that transpired thus far. All that could be heard in the silence-filled atmosphere was the slurping noises from Rangiku's lips, followed by the lathering of her slimy tongue that was dutifully cleaning up after her mess, diligently lapping at the erected phallus and not leaving but an inch of semen behind.


"Wow… You're something else.. I had no idea that blowjobs could feel that intense.." panted Ichigo in disbelief, sifting his hand through her hair, affectionately staring at her in a result. After thoroughly wiping his cock clean, Rangiku plopped the massive object out of her lips and lifted her head up in the air, tilting it back to effectively gulp down the lingering load that rested on her tongue. 


“Ichigo.. I can’t hold back… I want it… Your dick!~....” she pleaded, extremely sexually aroused after succumbing to lust while delivering that steamy, intense blowjob. There was something about being treated roughly that turned her on immensely, pushing her to the point where her pussy was soaking wet and quivering for treatment. Rangiku’s instincts prompting her entire being to crave for sex, crawling up towards the man laying on his back and affectionately wrapping her arms around his neck, closing the distance between their faces and smashing her everso lovingly soft and plump lips against his. Ichigo’s eyes widened in surprise before returning the hug, closing his eyes and melting into the adventurous rush that surged throughout his body, easily submitting himself to his rampaging libido and kissing her back intently with passion and vigour. Her sweet moans rang like music to his ears after tonguing her deep, ignoring the odd taste resting on her tongue and instead focusing on enjoying the sweetness of her lips, hands roaming and caressing all across her flawless figure. 


Always the type to become rather wild in bed instead of being reserved, Ichigo growled into her mouth before flipping her flat onto her back, switching positions with ease and yet again taking control of their sex. “Oh my!.. I had no idea that Ichigo was such a stud..” thought Rangiku, finding herself blushing due to his assertiveness, truly believing he was simply a nervous virgin who couldn’t contain himself at the mere thought of spending time with another girl. In reality, all of his constant warnings had her in mind, a flushed expression on her face when her panties were aggressively stripped off her body, slightly embarrassed by the sight of her thinly trimmed pubic hair that was glistening with her own juices. Typically, she’d always been on the dominant side in bed, rendering men weak to their knees no matter how much experience they’d possessed. The treatment received was a first for her, perhaps emphasized purposefully by Ichigo who’d been bothered by the teasing “virgin” comments that were made earlier, motivated to prove her wrong. 


“You’re soaked, Rangiku.. I’m glad you’re not the only one that’s this horny..” he panted through ragged breaths, if there was the perfect example of the embodiment of lust, Ichigo would’ve been the perfect candidate. He was practically salivating at the sight of the overly voluptuous woman’s immaculate tits, understanding fully well that if he decided to take this route of betrayal and potentially jeopardize his relationship, he may as well take full advantage of it. 


“What happened to having a girlfriend?.. You sure are acting single right now..” teased Rangiku, a sly grin on her face watching him squirm for a cheeky response. 


“Let’s stop talking about that.. I just need to give you a nice fucking to shut you right up, that’s all.. Oh!.. Eager, are we?..” he muttered, feeling her slender legs wrap snugly around his hips, locking him in place in the slim chance that he would decide to change his mind at the very last second. The two were overly excited to finally have sex, the overbearing urge coming to fruition during the duration of the depraved facefucking. Ichigo aligned his hips with her snatch and pressed his bulbous head that was still leaking semen directly against her vaginal lips, splitting them apart by using his fingers and relishing in the sight of their perfect shade of pink. With their breaths running ragged and heart rate reaching a maximum, Ichigo slammed his crotch forward and shoved half of his enormous length inside of the tight fit of her narrow pussy. 


“Ahn!~....”


“Ugh!.. Rangiku!... God damn, you’re tight.. I was under the impression you’d be looser than this, to be honest..” he said, half-complimenting and insulting, depending on your interpretation. Ignoring his words and instead struggling with accommodating for the turgid size penetrating her tight vaginal walls, Rangiku leaned her head back into the pillow and sexily moaned his name, practically begging him to continue. 


“What’s wrong?.. Is there something you needed, Rangiku?..” teased Ichigo, who was having a field day with the sudden change of personality he induced through dominating her with his cock, trying to exact payback of all of her needless comments that were made earlier. Instead of spearing her completely with a second thrust, he patiently lied motionless halfway through her insides, waiting for her response before opting to continue giving her what they both desired.


“H-Huh?.. What’s gotten into you, Ichigo?.. Nngh!~.. Stop teasing me, just start thrusting already!..” complained Rangiku, receiving a chuckle in response and a brief kiss that was placed directly on her lips. 


The sounds of knocking on Ichigo’s door immediately halted all of their actions and conversation, the thick figured woman taking the cue and remaining silent when the familiar voice that belonged to Orihime Inoue rang past the wooden door. “Ichigo?.. Are you home?... Um, the door was unlocked so I figured I’d let myself in.. Is something wrong?.. I thought I heard you chatting about something just now..” she said, thankfully arriving at the perfect time so as the events happening inside of his room weren’t revealed by noise. And yet, Ichigo was completely frozen in place, only prompted by a delayed response after the gentle knocking of his girlfriend’s fists ensued. “Hello?..”


“U-Um!.. Y-Yeah.. I’m home right now.. T-Talking to myself?.. I was just practicing for uh-.. A presentation, or something..” he muttered nervously, holding onto the mattress and beginning to retract his hips, only to be stopped and locked in place by Rangiku’s legs. “H-Hey?!.. What the hell are you doing?!.. This isn’t the time to be playing around, we have to stop now!..” he thought in a panic, ultimately failing to fight against her ironclad grip, a significant amount of his shaft still trapped and lodged deep within her aching pussy. 


“We’ve come too far to stop now, Ichigo!.. Your dick’s already inside of me, for heaven’s sake.. I’m not leaving until you fuck the shit out of me!.. Don’t tell me, you’re chickening out like a virgin?!.. Getting cold feet?..” she whispered harshly, bringing his head closer to her face so that she could hear him properly, and without raising her voice to a volume that would be detected. Fearing for getting caught red-handed during the act of cheating, Ichigo clamped his palm around her lips, silencing her with the necessary force as a precaution, making up for it by carefully inserting his length past her quivering lips. “Mmmnnn!~...” a muffled moan crept out that was contained by his large hands, her entire body shivering and shaking from being filled to the brim by his sturdy manhood.


“Oh, really?.. In that case.. I’ll be coming in~...” muttered Orihime, experimentally twisting at the doorknob, turning it about halfway and on the verge of pushing it open until being interrupted by Ichigo’s boisterous voice.


“N-Not right now!.. I’m-.. I’m not dressed!...” he yelled in a panic, swallowing an impending grunt after Rangiku forcibly rocked his hips against her, tugging him intently with her legs and encouraging him to thrust wildly despite his girlfriend standing at the entrance of his room.


“Huh?.. You’ve never been nervous about that.. You’re really worrying me, Ichigo.. Did I do something wrong?..” she asked, a tinge of pain could be felt in her voice.


“No!.. You did nothing wrong!.. I just- ugh… I was busy doing “that”, you know?.. And it’s embarrassing for you to see… I’ll be done in a few minutes, so please wait for me downstairs!...” he begged, hoping that she’d listen to his request and leave him alone to finish through with his adulterous adventuring, wanting nothing more than conquering this sassy, big-boobed woman that he fell completely enamoured with over during their short stint together. 


“O-Oh my!.. I’m sorry for intruding!.. If your-.. In the mood for that, I wouldn’t mind doing it later.. I’ll let you wash up and I’ll come upstairs when you call me.. I-I’ll be waiting, then!...” exclaimed Orihime, her words coming out as a stuttering mess, releasing her grip on the doorknob and hurriedly making her way downstairs, a sigh of relief coming from Ichigo who was beyond stressed. With that matter out of the way, Rangiku’s nails dug into his broad shoulders, their hungry eyes locked intimately together as both parties knew how badly they needed this, despite the dangerous circumstances presented before them. Momentarily pausing the motion of his hips, and releasing her lips from the clutches of his palms, Ichigo replaced them with a searing hot kiss that was more than enough to elicit a satisfied groan from Rangiku. 


“Harder~....” she pleaded, not content with his level of aggressiveness, despite knowing this was all done to avoid being overheard. 


“Fuck!.. I can’t control myself right now.. Orihime’s still inside the house, so I have to be mindful of that.. But all I can think about is absolutely ravaging Rangiku’s sexy body!..” he thought, conflicted with reason and once again thinking with his cock, sliding their tongues lewdly together before slamming into her with powerful thrust. Their kiss had been turning a bit too far into the romantic side for his liking, leading him to back away and slide his finger inside her lips, a surprisingly naughty act that led Rangiku to purr as she affectionately sucked on his digits, pretending like it was his dick that she’d spoiled earlier. A playful wink headed his direction which only served to further arouse the man struggling with restraint. 


“You’re really playing with fire, you know that?.. Fine.. If it’s a rough fucking you want.. Then don’t be upset with me if you can’t handle the heat..” he threatened, making the final decision to recklessly charge forward, ignoring what may or may not happen in the future and solely living in the moment, pulling his sturdy hips back before wildly thrusting him directly against her sopping wet sex, beating it to a slickened pulp with enough force to elicit incessant moans from Rangiku’s lips. The only thing keeping her somewhat quiet was the suckling and tugging that her wet lips did against his finger, but even then it wasn’t enough to completely render her silent, accidentally opening her mouth on occasion with her tongue loosely hanging out, losing control of her senses thanks to the breathtaking assault of his cock. Her absurdly large mammaries flailed wildly in tune with the rocking of the bed supporting their weight, scraping against the wooden floor enough to be audible from downstairs, without a doubt something Orihime noticed during her time alone, obliviously waiting in her seat while her boyfriend was indulging himself with the best sex any man could ever have. 


“Holy shit!.. Look at those things go!.. They’re just flopping everywhere!.. The moment these massive tits of her wrapped around my dick, I practically came right then and there!..” he thought with admiration, scooping up a handful of her supple flesh that overfilled his clutches that paled in comparison. Ichigo completely ravaged her with blistering thrusts, holding absolutely nothing back and thoroughly slamming into the addictively flooded sex that was spewing vaginal fluids as a result of numerous orgasms. There were slight tears formed in Rangiku’s eyes as the abundant level of pleasure that was induced was far too overpowering for any woman to handle. Ichigo had the front-seat view to the sexiest view imaginable, perhaps the most sinfully erotic pair of breasts helplessly jiggling up and down in tune with his vigorous thrusting, the impossibly attractive woman appearing as a goddess in his eyes while he stared in awe at her jaw-dropping form. The way her perfect skin was glistening with sweat, the sound of the mattress bouncing with every penetrating motion from his cock, her muffled moans thanks to his thumb that was encased within the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Ichigo was practically in heaven, unable to control the incessant grunts himself as he repeatedly called out her name, sticking his finger deep inside of her orifice while constantly hitting her G-spot at the apex of every thrust.


“I’m gonna cum…” he announced silently, practically inaudible after being drowned out by the noises of their wet and rigorous sex, naked skin slapping together with her hefty breasts adding on with a sound of their own. Rangiku responded by rolling her tongue lovingly around his thumb, an expression filled with lust and sheer carnal desire that contained enough power to reduce all of Ichigo’s remaining loyalty, if it existed in the first place, considering how easily he was seduced. Packing all of his might behind a final, crushing thrust, he slammed the entirety of his engorged cock in one fell swoop, balls pressing right against her with her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her vehement moans could’ve possibly been heard throughout the house with the tight lock of her lips unable to survive through their powerful orgasms, shuddering violently with her nails clawing at his back after finally reaching nirvana and cumming together. Ichigo bit down tightly on his bottom lip with his face scrunched in pleasure, arching his back and driving his length impossibly deep, making sure that not even a shred was exposed to air, pumping Rangiku full of his semen. His copious load and seemingly never ending ejaculation made his lower half constantly shudder, leaving Rangiku in a defeated state of twitching and heavy breathing, tongue hanging loosely from her mouth with her forearm draped across her forehead. 


“H-How long is this going to last?.. You might even get me pregnant with this…” complained Rangiku, heavily panting and staring down towards their connected crotches, watching intently as her womb was continuously filled with hot seed. Unable to understand in the midst of mind boggling ecstasy, Ichigo slightly thrusted inside of her in an attempt to milk the rest of his ejaculation out, finally reaching a climactic ending after nearly an entire minute of release. 


“Damn… Rangiku, you really are the best…” he muttered, swiping his thumb against her glossy lips, and bringing it over to his mouth and sucking the saliva lingering on his digits. 


“I-Ichigo?...” 


Amongst all of the chaotic noises and intense fucking, Orihime’s presence went undetected when she’d entered the room to confirm her suspicions, the uneasy feeling in her stomach leading her to abandon her earlier promise of waiting for Ichigo. “O-Orihime…” he choked out, carefully extracting himself from out of Rangiku’s abused pussy, the woman too far mentally gone to process what was happening, a humongous load of white juices spilling from her outstretched whole and staining the blankets. While his face was pale white in shock, Orihime’s was the deepest shade of red imaginable, gasping loudly from the discovery of what was actually transpiring behind closed doors. 


“I-I can explain…..” 












 




















