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Visored Contact	By : Asukalover88 Category: Bleach > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 6847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Visored Contact
- 2-Breathe with me
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Tatsuki looked at Orihime strangely as she paused in the walkway.
“Tatsuki would you like to join us?” Orihime laughed deliriously not knowing what the girl might say next as Hiyori leaned up roguishly.
“Yeah, breathing techniques right?” Tatsuki remembered, putting what the Visored had said to the back of her mind as Hiyori stepped forward to say something.
“We were ready to fu…” Inoue covered the short blonde’s mouth as she laughed jokingly with a smile. Tatsuki looked on curiously as they both looked like they were hiding something… or one of them anyway.
“Why is Orihime acting so weird, and who is this other girl?”
Tatsuki wondered spitefully as she walked into the living-room. Hiyori retreated to her chair as Orihime quickly picked up the sodas off the floor.
“What happened there?” The black-haired girl asked from the couch as Inoue laughed again.
“Ohhhh nothing just clumsy ol' me!” Tatsuki knew Orihime was a bit unbalanced and a little bit of a la-la head but that was expected. Tatsuki glanced at Hiyori sucking on her fingers, watching Inoue’s bending form.
“Who’s little girl are you babysitting Orihime?” Tatsuki smirked rudely as the orange-haired girl handed Hiyori a soda, with a look of apprehension.
“You’re joking…. right?”
The Visored looked around Inoue with a bored look.
“I’m not a little girl, you flat-crested tomboy.” Hiyori snapped snippily as her fingers danced seductively across her lips. Tatsuki pushed off the couch and pointed at the smart-mouth Visored.
“Look you little brat, I’m not just going to sit here and take that!” Inoue tried to pull Tatsuki back as Hiyori got to her feet, slowly grinning.
“Brat is it? You want a piece of me…” Hiyori cracked her neck. “…Boy?”
“I-I don’t think that’s…” Inoue interjected considerately as Tatsuki stood toe-to-toe with Hiyori.
“My boxing gloves are in the other room.” Tatsuki looked down at the blonde with a jeer as the boxer abruptly felt a strange heaviness on her body.
“Not much there….”
The Visored flexed her body intently as she pushed her spiritual pressure against the human’s.
“What’s wrong with them?” Hiyori nodded to the gloves already on boxer’s hands as she swayed childishly.
“You could get hurt with these.” Tatsuki gripped her fists; tightening her lightweight biker gloves as she peeked back at Orihime, who shook her head. Hiyori pulled a similar set of red gloves from her pocket and strapped them on.
“Please don’t fight, someone might get hurt.” Orihime pleaded as both girls moved to the large opening in the room.
“We’re only going to spar a bit.” Hiyori chuckled frivolously, but Orihime could tell the girl was lying as Tatsuki was buying into an ass kicking.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Tatsuki lifted her fists as Hiyori loosened her shoulders lazily.
“I won’t hurt you… too much.” The spiky-haired girl darted straight for Tatsuki as Orihime cried out.
“No, Stop!” It was too late. The sporty girls’ fists started flying as Orihime watched nervously. After a few blocks and misses Hiyori stepped it up, punching Tatsuki twice in her side, thrusting her back.
“Done?” Hiyori danced on the balls of her feet in place, throwing her fists at the air. She hated how low she had to fight the girl at, but I guess it was all she was going to get. Tatsuki gritted her teeth, looking intently at the cheeky Visored.
“This girl is stronger then she lets on, I better not underestimate her.”
Tatsuki told herself as she straightened her posture.
“It’ll take more than a couple of love taps to take me down.” Tatsuki beamed and brought her fists to bear again. Orihime watched the two girls’ strike each other fearfully as a strange feeling began to build in her stomach.
“I’m getting excited from watching them fight…, but why?”
The orange-haired girl’s legs shook as she saturated her panties slightly. Hiyori smirked easily as her right fist connected with Tatsuki’s left cheek, sending the boxer to the floor. Inoue felt the words on her tongue but just couldn’t push them out as Tatsuki suddenly tackled the blonde to the floor and mounted her.
“Come on, give it to me.” Hiyori looked over at Orihime with a knowing smile, then back to Tatsuki. The dark-haired girl’s fist came down once, then again. The blonde didn’t even need to guard as she could have just shifted the density in her face and broken the human’s hand.
“Harder!” Ordered Hiyori as Tatsuki struck her in the face even harder. Hiyori gasped hotly as her nose detonated with blood. Inoue started panting as Hiyori just smiled up at the angry girl.
“Stop smiling!” Tatsuki grabbed Hiyori’s collar as the bleeding girl’s blue eyes twinkled, with blood running down her nose and mouth.
“Why? Your girlfriend loves it.” The blonde Visored looked back at golden-eyed girl, gripping herself through her skirt.
“O-Orihime…” Tatsuki let go of Hiyori and started to get up….
“Oops.” Hiyori sneered contentedly as she tripped the dark-haired girl and wrapped up her arms and legs when she hit the floor.
“What’s going on Orihime?” The tomboy looked up from the floor at her horny friend as Hiyori folded her arm up behind her back.
“I don’t know, my body is going crazy.” Orihime lamented yearningly as she rubbed her crotch through her school uniform. Tatsuki was dumbfounded as she watched her friend play with herself openly, while Hiyori pressed down roughly on her and whispered into her ear.
“You didn’t notice your friend getting all hot and bothered from fighting me; you guys mustn’t fool around a lot?” Both girls blushed deeply as they knew the Visored girl was right. Being friends for so long the two had thought about exploring each other bodies out of boredom or drunken lust, but neither could gather the courage to do it.
“I’ll take that as a no.” Hiyori chuckled, enjoying the firm outline twisting under her as she coiled Tatsuki’s arm roughly, causing her to cry out in anguish. The painfully sound made Orihime squeeze her hand between her thighs as Hiyori scoffed at Tatsuki’s attempt to break free.
“Stop struggling, Orihime really likes it when I hurt you.” Hiyori mocked as she jerked on Tatsuki’s arm again, with the same reaction.
“Don’t hurt her anymore!” Inoue yelled frightfully as both girls looked at her seriously. The distressed girl slowly started to undress, moaning softly as watchful eyes preyed on her exposed flesh.
“I want you both…” Orihime whimpered as Hiyori’s hard facial expression changed to a puzzled one.
“Jus’ like that?” Hiyori let go of Tatsuki, a little stunned as the injured girl got to her feet. Her panties were the last thing to hit the floor as Inoue’s sweet pre-cum dribbled down the sides of her legs from her soaking gash.
“Well, Orihime is a little different from most girls.” Tatsuki smiled slyly as she moved closer to her friend with building bravery. Orihime embraced her friend tightly with a hug as Tatsuki instantly picked up the thick sexual aroma coming off her.
“Ohhhh you’re so hot down there Orihime-chan, why don’t you show us?” Tatsuki teased daringly into the naked girl’s ear as she stepped back watched.
“This is so embarrassing, but I feel so….”
Orihime smiled shyly as she parted her vaginal lips, exposing her juicy sex. Hiyori licked her lips as she pulled her pants down too and looked to Tatsuki doing the same.
“So you two are perverts?” Nodding bashfully, Orihime pinched her clit repeatedly as Tatsuki got to her knees in front of her. Tatsuki had been waiting her whole life to be in this position as she wasted no time and extended her tongue into her friend.
“I wonder if this is there first time!?!”
Hiyori watched anxiously, playing with herself with much more vigor then before, but something just didn’t seem right. Orihime admired Tatsuki’s wet member swirling inside her as she looked up at Hiyori, staring lustfully at them.
“Would you care to join us?” Inoue smiled lusciously as the spunky blonde got to her knees next to the boxer, who turned sharply and kissed her genuinely. Hiyori moaned lightly as Tatsuki pressed her tongue and Orihime’s tangy sap into her taut mouth. Tatsuki’s tongue started twisted and twirled like a feral wildcat as Hiyori’s tongue overpowered hers into submission.
“It’s like she’s never done this before.”
Hiyori thought, as she started to piece together the situation in her head. Orihime shuttered at the sight as she gripped both girls by the hair. The kissing tomboys parted slowly as they looked up at Inoue nodding her head. Sniggering, Hiyori latched on the orange-haired girl’s clit as Tatsuki plunged between her friend's swelling petals to her fiery insides.
“Well that’s something her tongue can do right.”
After a few minutes of intense lip & tongue service Orihime’s knees started to buckle as she pulled the two girls away from her crotch and whimpered. Hiyori and Tatsuki observed with awe as a hot stream of urine shot from Orihime’s sopping wet gap. The pissing girl fell to her knees crying as the stream slowed and pooled between her legs.
“Why are you crying Orihime?” Tatsuki asked consolingly as she put a gentle hand on the sobbing girl’s shoulder.
“Y-You probably think I-I’m a gross weirdo.” Inoue wiped her eyes as she looked at both girls who smiled at each other than Orihime.
“I guess that makes us all gross weirdoes.” Tatsuki leaned back slightly as she aimed her crotch at Hiyori and started pissing on her.
“Hey! So it a pissing war you want huh!” Hiyori spread her legs into position as she targeted Tatsuki and relieved herself.
Orihime covered her face as she giggled with the peeing girls. It was so un-lady-like but at the same time so liberating as the giggling turned to full out laugher.
“Oh my god, this is insane!” Tatsuki fell back almost crying from laughing so hard as her crotch dripped on the floor.
“Wow, you two are full of surprises.” Hiyori smirked zealously as she glared at the two human’s blushing again.
“Well, it’s…” Tatsuki rubbed the back of her head as Hiyori lifted her hand.
“You don’t have to say anything, kiss her.” The Visored pointed at Orihime as she scratched her foot carelessly. Tatsuki fidgeted in place as Orihime looked around.
“Are you kidding me, jus’ kiss her already!” Hiyori slapped her face, sighing. The two finally looked into each other eyes, their faces red as cherries.
“O-Ok.” Orihime took a deep breath as she leaned in and kissed her friend awkwardly. Tatsuki tongue was out of control again, licking Orihime’s lips and mouth tactlessly. Hiyori was fed up as she crawled onto Inoue and sat in her lap.
“Like this.” Hiyori cupped Orihime’s face and kissed her passionately. Groaning, the golden eyed girl closed her eyes as she rubbed the Visored’s slim hips. Tatsuki felt a little jealous as Hiyori groped Inoue’s massive breasts now.
“Ok, I think she’s got it.” The boxer pulled Hiyori back.
“Oh, you want some too?” Hiyori pushed off Orihime and landed on top of Tatsuki. The spiky blonde dampened the blood on her upper lip as the dark-haired girl closed her eyes.
After a few intense moments of spit swapping, Tatsuki laid back panting heavy as Hiyori turned to Orihime.
“Are you ready?” Hiyori offered, wiping blood from her mouth as the boxer leaned up roughly.
“You stay there.” The Visored forced Tatsuki back to the floor coarsely with just her spiritual pressure.
“I’m done playing coy maiden Orihime.” Hiyori stipulated shortly as she was just really horny and this was going to happen.
“Sit that sweet ass on her face.” A deep crimson flushed Orihime’s face at the blunt words as Tatsuki’s ear’s twitched.
“Do you have to be so forward with her?” The black-haired girl grumbled, flat on her back as an invisible hand held her there.
“M-Maybe we shouldn’t…” Orihime tried to back out again as Tatsuki was already nodding, forcing a line between the Visored and her fun.
“No.” Hiyori’s eyes slowly turned black as she grabbed the butterfly’s slim wrist, angering Tatsuki.
“H-Hiyori!” Suddenly the Visored came face to face with the human boxer as her voice matched her eyes.
“I’ll make this simple; you’re going to do the same thing to Orihime’s… love flower….” Shaking her head at how stupid that sounded even with her hollowed voice. “…That I’m going to do to that butch little cunt of yours, got me?” Not even waiting for a reply she yanked Orihime’s luscious ass swiftly over her Tatsuki’s mouth, facing her feet as Orihime shuttered at the feeling of Tatsuki’s face against her lower outline.
“Open your mouth… please?” Hiyori grinned carelessly as she stepped in front of the orange-haired girl, turned around and thrusting her cute snatch into the young human’s mouth. The two waited for Hiyori’s next order as they knew there was no turning back now.
The Visored bent at the waist as she quickly snaked hot tongue into Tatsuki’s gapping maw. Both human girls’ cries were quickly snuffed by wet holes as Hiyori really began to work her special talent of female seduction, taught to her by her former-former Captain. Her Captain would have been proud seeing her bend these two humans to her will.
It took a few minutes but both Orihime and Tatsuki’s began to pick up Hiyori’s pace as they both alternated in force and ability. They all rocked, licked, and slipped their mouths and pussies with and against each other as Hiyori felt Orihime’s lovely tongue gently licking away.
“Mmmmm it’s good, but still needs some work.”
The Visored suddenly remembered she had just got here as she forced Tatsuki to a massive orgasm instantly. Orihime stared wantonly as Hiyori turned her sights on her.
“I guess I have to do everything myself.” Orihime scooted off the boxer’s girl’s spent body as Hiyori spread the butterfly girl’s legs and attacked. The orange-haired girl gripped her breast tightly as the Visored sucked and fucked her wavering slit without mercy.
“Hiyori!” Orihime cried out as her teen cum splattered uncontrollably into the blonde’s mouth. The taste was intoxicating as she continued to drill out every ounce of cum the girl could spurt. Orihime strained her whole body as she fell next to her friend, gasping for breath and sanity. The Visored stood up and grabbed a soda as she looked down at both girls struggling around from sexual fatigue, grinning.
“Whenever you two are ready….” Hiyori popped the tap of the can and drank deeply from it as a giant belch followed.
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