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Bleach let the lust take you	By : DarkWarrior Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 15039 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Warning the following Bleach fan fiction contains Lemons or Smut literature, people under the age of 18 should not be reading you have been fucking warned.
Basic summery is that when Ichigo was getting his ass handed to him by both Ginjo and Tsukishima. Time stopped and a mysterious man offered Ichigo a deal to regain his Shinigami powers at a price that Ichigo would not listen to now
Without thinking about it, long Ichigo took the deal with the man. Now he most vanquish a group of all powerful Hollows thought to have died out thousands of years ago, while having sex with any female taken by his new found power. However, there is more to the deal than meets the eye. Can Ichigo survive the test of this strange man? IchigoxOrihime/Harem. List of girls shall be posted at the bottom.
We do not own Bleach. If I fucking did, I would not be writing this damn it.
Story
It was a dark night in the town of Karakura, the moon full shining in the night sky giving light to the quiet city streets and glistening off the surfaces of glass and metallic objects. In an apartment building, the second floor bedroom housed a near six-foot teen was lying in a bed with a cover drawn over his body to the young man’s neck with his arms stretched out over his head handcuffed together and tied to the bed frame keeping the male prisoner. The teen had a slim face with strong cheekbones and a good chin with his head full of a bright orange mess of spiked hair. This young man was Ichigo Kurosaki, who at the very moment was unconscious do to an unforeseen element.
Fluttering his eyes open as Ichigo started to finally regain consciousness his first instinct was to rub the bridge of his nose and eyes only to find that he could not do so, his light brown eyes widen with fear as the realization had finally set in. ‘What the fuck happened to me?’ Our hero thought to himself as the events of tonight began to piece themselves together within his mind.
Flashback
Ichigo could not believe it, Ginjo was really behind everything that has been happening. To let Tsukishima cut him twice was very unexpected that Ginjo would turn out to be his greatest enemy here. To think that Ichigo let them both just manipulate him so easily like this. Now Ginjo intended to take his power away after working his ass off to get it back, he watched as the two began to take their leave. Both of their steps echoed across the roof they were on Ichigo felt like shit. He failed to protect his friends, family, and everyone else Ichigo was so lost in his thoughts that he did not notice that all of time just seemed to have frozen and the sound of clapping could be heard.
“Oh God that was fucking hilarious…..Oh oh I think I just felt a rib break.” A heavy voice laughed into the night. Ichigo turned his head to the right to find a strange looking man standing not far form him clapping like an idiot. Like all of this was just a fucking show for him to witness. The stranger had short black spiked hair each point looked as sharp as nails, surveying the man’s facial features were simply void of any baby fat. A small scar grazed the left side of his chin, Ichigo stared into the pitch-dark eyes of the unknown man.
The ebony haired man still a good towering five foot eleven inches wearing a dark blue shirt with a tribal symbol design in the center around the chest area. A pair of black pants was his choice of leg wear and black boots with metal struts on the tips of the shoes.
“Who the hell are you?” Asked Ichigo his voice straining from having his power removed from him forcibly leaving him in a weaken state. The man looked down upon Ichigo’s frame with a calculating stare. Bringing his right hand up to his chin, the mysterious beings held onto his chin in a mock thinking pose with his eyes cast to the sky.
“Good question, I don’t really know how I should tell you.” The man replied with a calm demeanor as he paced back and forth in front of Ichigo. “I guess you could call me a God or something along those lines……my name is Ryuuk, and no not the one from Death Note.” The man said with a frown. “I Swear to God I’d kill someone if they ever said that again!” He finished with a shout aimed for the heavens above causing a massive amount of spirit energy to spark away from Ryuuk’s body and nearly crush Ichigo under the weight.
Ichigo began scratching at his own throat trying to catch his breath. “Can’t breath.” He stuttered with failing lungs.
Ryuuk looked back to Ichigo and raised a confused eyebrow at his stuttering, it then became clear to the God that the weight of his power was a little too much for the young human to handle. “Oh sorry about that, sometimes these things slip my mind how fragile humans are.” Ryuuk apologized, snapping his fingers the flash of light blinded our hero for an instant. When it faded Ichigo was on his feet, the spiked haired teen jumped not really remembering how he got back on his feet turning his light brown eyes to Ryuuk who gave off a smirk to him told Ichigo this was not going to be a fun talk.
“I’m going to offer you something Kurosaki, so please pay attention.” Ryuuk advised walking around Ichigo in a circle. “I can restore your powers as a Shinigami.” Ichigo’s eyes widened at this piece of information, the young orange haired teen wanted to believe it but at the same time could not bring himself to do so. “My terms are simple, but don’t think for a moment that if you screw up or do something that pisses me off I will take back your power and leave you a pathetic excuse of a human.” Ryuuk coldly said with his arms crossed his head tilted to the side.
Ryuuk was about to explain the terms when Ichigo jumped right at the chance. “I’ll take the deal!” Ryuuk just gave Ichigo a confused stare airlifting up his hand right under the chin. You clearly meant that the God was confused by Ichigo’s readiness to take the deal without hearing all the terms.
“Are you sure you don’t want to hear the terms? Please I would think someone with half a brain would want to hear all that!” Ryuuk asked with a bit of concern not running into peoplee who would just take a deal without learning every aspect of the deal.
“No, if it’s to save my friends don’t bother telling me right now tell me later.” Our hero gallantly said with confidence and pride in his voice, Ryuuk just shook his head at Ichigo’s bold statement/claim that.
The ebony haired God just what this hands in defeat and sighed deeply with a heavy heart his eyes showing no real concern for the ginger haired teen. “Fine, but remember what you just said. Because I don’t want you to come bitching to me about it later!” Ryuuk raised up his right hand to Ichigo offering it to shake with his own. Ichigo took the offered hand into his own. A chain made of pure light wrapped around both arms and hands binding them together. “I really hope you know what you are getting yourself into, parting pieces of advice don’t screw up.”
End flashback
That explained one part of the night’s events that had occurred earlier. The young man looked to his bound wrists, both tied on to a headstand of a bed with handcuffs with for around the rims. The pink fabric slightly tickled against his skin, our hero remembered receiving his powers back in full and then some. He felt like he wished longer than he had ever been before. But no sooner had he received his powers back did his father, Kiskue, Byakuya, Kenpachi, Ikkaku, Toushiro, Renji, and Rukia appear to attempt to return his powers to him.
Ichigo could not help but wonder if Ryuuk had known that they would be trying to do the same saying that he just did. If that was the case then why did he take such a deal? All the same, Ichigo and his friends made short work of Ginjo and his gang of crazy people.
Then there was the question of how did he end up like this? The last thing he remembered is talking with the others for the left and only being alone with Orihime to walk her home.
Flashback
Ichigo stood with most likely one of the most beautiful women he’d ever met in his life not that he knew it of course Inoue Orihime at her apartment door. He had done what he had set out to do and that was to make sure that the auburn haired beauty got home safely. Heavens knows what he would do if she did not.
“Are you going to be okay Inoue?” Ichigo finally asked the question that had been plaguing his mind since his fight with Ginjo, he looked down at the ground trying not to meet her light grey eyes that held so much innocence even after all the things she had seen and been through in Huecho Mundo almost over a year and half ago.
Orihime just gave her long time secret crush a curious look, her eyebrows fluttered together. “I’m not sure what you mean Kurosaki-kun.” She replied with her cheeks heating up feeling a sense of shyness, something she knew that she could never get rid of from being around Ichigo. She began rubbing her thighs together for reasons unknown to her. Her gentle gray eyes met Ichigo’s light brown orbs waiting for him to say something.
Ichigo brought his hand up to his chin and began scratching the side with his point finger trying to find the right words to best describe, what he was trying to say or ask her. “Well I mean with has happened to you over the last few months, like with what happened in Los Noches, your brother, and this crap that just happened.” Ichigo paused to consider what to say next, his breathe being caught in his throat for just a second he breathed out. “I do worry about you Inoue, you are one of my closest friends.” He finished with a slight blush saying something so cheesy that was not apart of his normal character.
Orihime felt her cheeks flare up again, her blush was beginning to rival a strawberry as her body was beginning to get sweaty and hot and she could not understand why she could not push the feeling back. Orihime could control her body and her urge to masturbate late at night and early in the morning thinking about the object of her very affection. “I’m fine, really Kurosaki-kun.” She replied waving her hands in front of her curvy frame, she reached behind herself and opened the apartment door and was about to walk calmly inside but a sudden jolt of electricity flared inside of her body. Her eyes began to glow a light purple for just a second before becoming normal again.
Ichigo felt that she was not telling him everything but chose not to push the subject till much later on when the girl had a chance to rest, turning around Ichigo was about to leave her for the night. “Okay, later Inoue.” He waved to her bidding the girl good night, Ichigo did not even take two steps when he felt a sudden pain to the back of his head. Our orange haired hero staggered for a few seconds, his vision blurring out of control the world spinning before his eyes and then darkness claimed him.
End Flashback
That was the last thing that Ichigo could remember from his encounter with Orihime, but he was too focused on the here and now. Our hero began tugging against his restraints in an attempt to escape from handcuffs that held him prisoner. The sound of soft footsteps alerted our hero that his captor, who ever it was coming close to the closed door of the room he was in. The door slowly opened letting Ichigo see the shadowy outline of his captor had a very curvy body form clearly telling Ichigo that it was indeed a woman. And by the looks of it a very well endowed body, from what he could tell the mystery woman had long slider legs that led up to a finely defined hips and waist no doubt having a very fine ass, and a very nice large set of breasts. Not the overgrown monster size that Rangiku or Kukaku had, but a very good size.
From what Ichigo could gather was that this woman also had very long hair that reached to her lower back no doubt touching the top of her ass. Ichigo shook his head to get those perverted thoughts out of his mind, clearing his throat he asked the question that was really bothering him. “Who are you?” He asked while struggling in the handcuffs. “I swear to God if you did anything to Inoue I’ll kill you!” Ichigo threatened fearing the worst for his friend/comrade, the figure raised one arm to the side and the sound of a switch being turned on filled the room along with a bright light given off by the bulbs attached to the ceiling effectively blinding Ichigo for a moment.
“Please don’t struggle Ichigo-kun, you’re not in any danger.” A kind voice assured Ichigo with a hint lust in the voice adding to the oddness of the event going on. Because the sight that greeted Ichigo when he opened his eyes was not some random woman that kidnapped him but Orihime Inoue herself and damn she looked good in her light blue nightgown that hugged all the right places and came down just above her knees. “It would really be a shame if you had to miss this event.” She said with a seductive tone as she swaggered over to him with her hips swaying when she took a step.
This confused Ichigo because this was not normal Orihime behavior. He would understand if she was going on about red bean paste on everything she could eat…..but this was not normal at all, she was acting like some crazed fan girl or something along those lines. “Um, Inoue, what’s going on?” Ichigo asked with a light stutter as he tugged at his restraints
Orihime closed the distance between the two and sat her nicely rounded ass down next to Ichigo’s thigh, her eyes had a sense of longing in them and lust but Ichigo never really knew what lust was. The auburn haired beauty placed one of her gentle hands onto Ichigo’s covered chest, her slender fingers tracked up slowly up our hero’s body, Ichigo slightly flinched the second Orihime’s fingers touched his chin. “Oh nothing Ichigo-kun, just about to have my greatest fantasy comes true.” She replied as her hand slowly descended to the blanket that was over his chest, Orihime’s fingers enclosed at the rim of the blanket cover Ichigo’s body. Orihime leaned closer to Ichigo to where her tender lips where right next to his ear, her hot breath gracing the darkness of his ear brushing the young man’s eardrum. Her well-endowed bosom pressed against Ichigo’s side causing his cheeks to heat up to the point that he thought that his face would catch fire.
“Just enjoy yourself Ichigo-kun.” She whispered sweetly as she pulled down the covers, the first thing that Ichigo took notice of was that he felt a draft. The second thing that caught his attention was that he was completely naked. Once this little bit of reality, set in Ichigo was turning so red that he would make every thing the same color jealous, Orihime’s light gray eyes drifted downward to Ichigo’s crotch to get good look at the young man’s third leg.
Lemon begins here
Orihime gazed at Ichigo’s currently semi erect penis, the auburn haired girl bit her lower lip as her left hand went down to her night gowns skirt as the other was inching to the rim of the top that did little to hide her well-developed breasts from view. Once she pulled the front down, her naked breasts coming into view for the orange haired Shinigami to see with his chocolate brown eyes. She then lifted up her skirt to show that she was not wearing any panties letting her beautiful pink lips of her cunt showing with a slight patch of auburn hair on her crotch.
Orihime quickly slide her fingers into the wet folds of her pussy to tease herself, as Ichigo looked on his face a mixture of shock, awe, and embarrassment that could take to shyness. Orihime gazed into Ichigo brown eyes with her light gray orbs as she continued to finger herself. “This is all for you Ichigo-kun.” She seductively said removing her fingers away from her moist pink folds, a thin wet line of her sweet juices trailed out.
Orihime gave her wet fingers a lustful look as she brought them up to her lips, she opened her mouth wide as her pink tongue stretched out and licked up the sweet nectar of her own juices. Ichigo was at a loss for words, here was his closest friend standing all but three feet from him with her pussy and naked breasts exposed for his eyes to see acting completely out of character. Even for Orihime who normally is very weird in a way but not in a bad sense, this was getting too strange for words.
Orihime leaned closer to Ichigo, her lips only a few centimeters away from his own. Her hot breathe brushing over his mouth, Ichigo’s was becoming even more heated than before as her lips neared his own closing the gap between them. Their lips crashed together for a lustful kiss with passion. The seventeen-year-old ginger that was Kurosaki Ichigo was still trying to piece everything together, how Orihime could act so different from what she normally did. Nevertheless, he found himself pushing his own lips up just a little too deep the kiss while she was pushing down.
Ichigo could feel his member hardening as the kiss continued, the virgin Shinigami flinched when he felt his hard cock being gripped by a soft hand. Ichigo could guess what was going on but he wanted to just confirm it by looking down as best he could. What he saw was Orihime’s hand rapped around his shaft, within seconds she began to slowly jerk him off. Ichigo had not masturbated much during his time as a teenagers but the way Orihime was handling his manhood about had him ready to blow his load everywhere.
Orihime broke their kiss, she grinned seductively as her hands pace quickened with Ichigo’s erection. “Mmmm, you taste wonderful.” She cooed as the ginger haired goddess lowered her head down to Ichigo crotch. She smiled at the source of her affection’s large 12 inch member, her hand moved from jerking him off to groping his testicles licking her lips. She leaned in closer and gave a slight kiss to Ichigo second head.
Orihime opened her maw as wide she could and took the shaft deep within her hot wet mouth letting the head slide in with much ease. Ichigo tried to keep himself calm feeling his close friend engulf his cock half way. The pleasure of feeling Orihime wet mouth and tongue swirl around his shaft was sending Ichigo over the edge, he felt like his cock was about to just pop off any second. Orihime moaned around Ichigo’s member groping his balls as she tried to surpass her gag reflex while some of her saliva rolled down Ichigo’s shaft.
Ichigo felt he could cry out for help but for some unknown reason he could not do so, all he could do was lie in the bed and get sucked on by one of the very few people he trusted most. Orihime pulled back freeing the throbbing erection for a brief moment before she threw her head forward and took all twelve inches in at once. The sudden pleasure caused Ichigo to yelp and thrust his hips up slamming his second head into the back of Orihime’s throat making her gag a little.
The beautiful auburn teen took her time massaging the thick shaft with her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down worshipping her crushes dick for a few moments. Using her left hand to massage the orange haired teen’s testicles, as the other pumped on his shaft when she pulled back and sucked till the mushroom head and back down again. Orihime hummed around Ichigo’s hard cock savoring the flavor of it while she slowly began to drag her luscious lips back up twirling her pink tongue around the vein covered monster penis.
With the Ichigo’s meat free to breathe did Orihime stood up on her knees and move to where her womanhood was hovering over the throbbing cock, Ichigo could not believe it. He was about to lose his virginity to a close friend, being honest with himself this is not how it should have been. Orihime smirked devilishly at Ichigo as she lowered herself down closer to the raging cock that twitched only for her wet folds miss it and rested her firm ass cheeks onto his thighs.
Orihime continued to grin at Ichigo as her eyes gleamed with mischief. Reaching over to the side of the bed Orihime grabbed a very small belt that seemed to fit around something small like a toy or another object that Ichigo could not think about at the time. All he knew was that the look in the bubbly girls eyes were not looking good, without any warning Orihime quickly took the belt and circled it around the base of Ichigo’s shaft. Causing him to flitch from the sudden cold embrace of the belt, with it around his member Orihime snaked the very end though the ring of the small belt and began to pull it tight around the thick monster. Ichigo gasped as the auburn haired girl found the level of tightness for the belt she wanted with could only be described as feeling like his dick was being choked to death by the vice of the belt.
Orihime licked her lips with greedy intentions eyes the throbbing member. “Oh yes we are going to have so much fun, Ichigo-kun. Hehe!” She stated lifting herself back above Ichigo’s member, her pussy lips no more the a centimeter away from the mushroom shaped head. She began to descend herself Ichigo watched with wide eyes as his penis began to be engulfed my her wet cavern slowly.
Reading her facial expression was enough to tell Ichigo that she was very much still a virgin. Another dead give away was the blood slowly leaking out of her wet vagina, Orihime could feel the intense pain of her hymen breaking from Ichigo’s dick entering her body. Looking down she could see that she had yet to take the human meat stick completely into her waiting crutch with a sharp intake of air she drove herself down completely impaling her small body onto the thick shaft. Letting a soft moan escaped from her tender lips with a sharp gasp she began to lift her hips up sliding the hard member half way out before plunging back down causing a wet smacking noise of skin and her juices.
Orihime let out a cry of joy feeling her crush’s cock going deep inside of her pussy. “Oh, fuck yes.” She moaned rocking her hips, arching her back she rested her hands behind herself on the bed using it for leverage and to support her body weight as she bounced her hip rapidly. Moaning like a crazed animal in heat. “Yes this is what I’ve been wanting to do for years, AAAAAHHHH!” She exclaimed happily with a glazed and dreamy look in her gray eyes feeling Ichigo’s thick shaft stretch her insides to the max.
Ichigo was afraid of what might happen the next day. No what will happen, Tatsuki would kill or should he be worried about everyone else who is friends with the healer that was bouncing off his hips and back down like it was a trampoline. Orihime continued to buck her ass up and down on top of Ichigo’s throbbing erection with pure joyful bliss. Feeling like her breasts were being left out of all the fun the lustful girl arched her body back up quickly sliding her hand over Ichigo’s toned body. She helped herself to grope the orange haired teens muscular body. The tips of her nails dancing along the rough body that held many battle scars, the very sight of them combined with the haze of lust was making the girl wetter her orgasm quickly approaching seeing as it was her very first time engaging in sexual activities.
Reaching up with her right hand Orihime grasped her left breast and gave it a hard squeeze causing the girl to moan softly from her lips. The girl trapped her pink nipple between her thumb and index finger giving it a rough twist and pinched her nipple. Orihime gave a little cry of excitement. Icghio’s balls slapped up against Orihime’s ass cheeks with every plunge she made impaling her moist lips into the thick slab of man meat. “Oh god I’m so close Ichigo-kun!” She cried with her eyes rolled in the back of head using her left arm as leverage to fuck Ichigo’s dick into herself.
“Oh, oh, oh. Yes more make me cum you fucking stud.” She ordered with her walls claming around our hero’s engrossed cock like her pussy was trying to choke the life from his body indicating that her release was near. “OH FUCK YES.
!” Orihime screamed as she came all over Ichiog’s throbbing dick leaking out onto his crotch and sprayed some onto the boy’s stomach. Ichiog on the other hand could not feel his release or more like he could not cum with the small belt tied tightly around the base of his penis.
“Ah, ah. Are you ready for more?” Orihime asked after a moment of heavy panting with a very perverted smile plastered across her face lifting herself off of the boys crotch and then dropped back down onto the staving monster worm eating away at her insides once again raising her hips up and then dropping back down again and again. “Yes, I want more you fucking ginger fuck toy.” She screamed with pleasure feeling her pussy juices as lubricant used to help slid the vain covered beast of cock she was taking her time in fucking.
Ichiog was lost in his own little world at this point, he wanted to cum but could not even attempt to do so. For the belt was locking his semen inside of his ball sack as it swelled telling that he wanted to just shoot his loud. Ichigo wanted to but the tightly fastened belt kept him from doing as such, and the way the healer was moving and sliding along his painful erection was not helping matters.
Orihime on the other hand was off in her own little world of pleasure feeling the thickness of the slab of man meat inside her wet pink folds stretching the insides to another level. The sound of flesh smacking together mixed in with moans filled the apartment as Orhime continued to ride Ichigo. “Oh FUCK YES, YOUR COCK IS STRETCHING MY PUSSY ICHIGO-KUN!” She screamed rapidly bouncing off of the Substitute Shinigami’s lap, her large assets jiggled with ever bounce. The light pink nipples became painfully hard do to the hot romp of sex the two teens were sharing even if one was tied up like a pig. “OH I LOVE HOW ARE BODIES ARE BECOMING ONE….AH TOGETHER AH AH AH. YES MORE GIVE ME MORE!” She demanded with her back arched and head thrown back moaning like a bitch in heat.
Orihime continued to grind their hips together in unwavering passion of the flesh, both her hands massaging her impressively massive breasts squeezing and twisting her nipples causing the girl to moan in ecstasy. The girl so far lost in her own lust for the boy currently resting underneath her as their bodies intertwined and sexual bliss nothing else mattered to the young healer.
Orihime leaned her face down while pushing one of her impressive orbs up with her hand with the soft pink nipple grazing her full lushes lips so she could suck upon them. Opening her mouth she took the nipple inside of her lips and began sucking on the tip of her sensitive breasts, a small thin trail of saliva began to seep through her lips and role down over the soft and firm globe of her tit she was sucking on. Orihime happily slurped and bit down one the tip of her nipple moaning loudly around the pink flesh piece.
Ichigo knew he could not take much more the feeling of his cock needing release and yet could not do so was beginning to eat away at his mind, inside the depths of the young Shinigami’s soul watching on was his Zanpakuto. Zangetsu and his very own Inner Hollow that was screaming at the orange haired teen to let him so he could destroy that bitch’s pussy and fuck every other hole the girl had raw and then fuck her some more. The boy could feel his body beginning to comply with the girl riding his meat with each bounce. When the girl dropped down again she felt the boy hips buck up and slam into here own causing the head of Ichigo’s penis to crash into her womb with every thrust the young man did.
“Damn it, I can’t take much more…” Ichigo groaned as his hips thrust upward to meet Orihime’s with the sound of wet smacking flesh becoming almost like a breathing in and out for the two. Every other sound or noise drowned out by their bodies continuing motion. Orihime hearing this looked down at the object of her affection and smiled sweetly at our orange haired hero. “I’m sorry Ichigo-kun,…….but what was it you wanted to say?” She asked as one of her hands snaked behind her body to grasp Ichigo’s ball sack right as he was speaking to her.
There was a slight twitch of pain and something else in Ichigo’s eyes as they were beginning to swell up with tears from not being able to cum. His body needed the release soon other wise he would loose himself to the pleasure of sex with the buxom beauty, who was slowly bobbing her hips allowing Ichigo’s thick shaft to slid out of the starving pink pussy and back into the wet hole slowly.
The girl’s small intakes of air as he continued to withdraw the deep red cock from her gaping pussy lips and back within them, causing the boy under her body to thrash his hips and body about letting their moist flesh from the sweat and pussy juice to make loud squishy slapping sounds. The corners of Ichigo’s mouth had a slight amount of drool running out while his soft brown orbs focused on Orihime’s large perky tits that jiggled with each thrust in a hypnotizing manner.
The more Orihime climaxed the more Ichigo’s sanity and control slipped away. “I can’t take much more Inoue…………” He begged feeling like his cock was going to just explode from the semen build up that was crying for release. “Please let me cum?” He continued to plead with the girl his mouth opened wide with the tongue hanging out almost like a warning sign that his mind was about to shut down. Orihime looked down to the poor soul that she was screwing over and over again with a slight glare in her light grey eyes.
Ichigo wanted to shutter for the look reminded him of his Inner Hollow and how he would speak with a look of superiority and arrogance. With one hand still tightly rapped around the powerhouse that defeated Aizen a little over a year and a half ago gripped onto the testicles a little harder. “What was that Ichigo-kun?” She devilishly asked leaning closer to her sex partners ear. “You want to cum?” Whispered the enthusiastic healer with a heart of gold.
Ichigo nodded dumbly as his mind was broken in a way. Orihime smirked while giving a more aggressive grind to Ichigo’s dick. “Then say my name!” She exclaimed grinding harder onto the boiling red hot cock as it throbbed from within her core.
The spiky haired teens lips trembled trying to form words. “INOUE PLEASE LET ME CUM!” He shouted for the apartment complex to hear and thought he was about to have his release when Orihime squeezed even harder onto his balls.
“Not what I wanted to hear you fucking stud.” She growled adding more pressure to her bouncing and grip. “Say my first name!” She screamed with another orgasm ripping through her body.
“PLEASE LET ME CUM ORIHIME-CHAN?”
“Now say, ‘Please let me cum inside your mouth with my filthy dick.’” She ordered through clinched teeth trying to fight back the moans.
“PLEASE LET ME CUM INSIDE YOUR MOUTH WITH MY FILTHY DICK!”
“That’s a good boy, know tell me. ‘I want to use your dirty mouth to take in all my nasty semen.’” Orihime said excitedly grinning like Gin would normally do.
“I WANT TO USE YOUR DIRTY MOUTH TO TAKE IN ALL MY NASTY SEMEN!” He cried out.
Orhime stopped moving and grinned at Ichigo. “That’s a good boy, I think you deserve a reward.” She said huskily as she got up and slid Ichigo’s thick reddened shaft out of her sore pussy with one hand reaching out and gripping onto the base near the belt that was tied around him. She began to remove the belt as quickly as she could, once the black leather strap was off Orihime took in Ichigo’s swollen mushroom head and began to greedily suck on the tip trying to get the cum to shoot out and down into her throat to drink.
Ichigo’s head flow back as a scream escaped his open jaw. “I’M CUMMING!” He declared with his eyes rolled into the back of his head letting a torrent of sperm explode out of the tip of his dick.
Orihime awaited the flow of fresh sperm to hit the back of her throat and was greatly rewarded when it finally shot forth with unbelievable force of her loves semen that filled her mouth and throat enough for some to spill out through the corners of her lips. Some getting dripped down onto her glorious globes of her breasts and onto Ichigo’s navel, covering both in a thick layer of whitish clear cream.
The auburn haired healer swallowed all of the sperm in her throat and mouth savoring the sweet salty taste of the warm substance, sticking her tongue out Orihime did licking motion to suck up all the sperm left around her chin and mouth. Looking herself over Orihime used the palms of her hands to scoop up the remaining spunk off of her tits and began licking her fingers clean.
“Hmm, delicious.” She hummed with her eyes gazed up at the ceiling taking in the heavenly taste she just sampled for the first time in her life. Feeling very satisfied the girl sat up on the edge of the mattress with her eyes closed. “That was perfect Ichigo-kun, we should do this again some time.” Stated Orihime who began to hear a clanging noise right next to her, shifting her eyes over to Ichigo and finally took notice that he was fighting with the cuffs around his very wrists trying to break loose from the metal objects that bound him to the bed. Feeling arrogant at the moment Orihime smirked. “Don’t struggle too much Ichigo-kun.” She paused leaning over with both of their face only a few inches apart, a determined look etched into his facial features. “Wouldn’t want yourself.” She finished not really realizing that Ichigo’s body seemed to be on auto-pilot while the mind was mostly dead in a sense.
Without warning the small chain gave way and snapped into several pieces scattering all over the head of the bed, Orihime sat wide eyed at the sudden burst of strength they boy she had just humped displayed with ease. She was about to run as fast as she could out of the room to get her Shun Shun Rikka flowers when rough hands griped both shoulders and threw her face down against the mattress of the bed. Orihime tried to lift her head off of the pillow that she landed on but a firm hand pushed her face back into it. While a hard tip was poking her directly against her anus.
The girl froze in place not sure on what to do next or say, Orihime flinched as the tip began to slowly side up between her butt cheeks. The pole the tip was on was warm and wet as it would side back and forth along her ass crack while another hand copped her left ass cheek and gave it a hard squeeze. Orihime moaned into the pillow at the rough feeling, she was about to say something when a sharp pain in her rear caused her to yelp in both pain and alarm.
Orihime knew who had her body pinned down but could never have guess this would happen, the one holding her was Ichigo the boy she had been fucking for the last few hours or somewhere in that timeframe. She managed to catch a glimpse of Ichigo’s face, it was not like it was a moment ago instead there was this madness like look staring back at her body with great lust. The sadistic smile Ichigo had sent chills down the girls spine, how it was so different than before almost like his Hollow’s smile.
The smirk never left the teen’s face as his soft brown eyes twisted with one becoming larger than the other with thought and a questionable stare. “How unfair you are Orihime-chan!” Ichigo stated with a hypnotic voice that made things clear his mind was not in the drivers seat at the time being. The hand that slapped her ass went right back to groping as her creamy white smooth skin began to redden. “Only letting me have that pretty mouth and wet pussy to enjoy.” Said the sex driven teen as he shifted his still hard shafts head right at Orihime’s asshole.
“While not letting me enjoy the backdoor you have.” His grin widened further, to emphasize his point Ichigo began to push the tip of his own cock harder against Orihime’s backdoor entrance. The girl under his body began to let out cries of protest looking her naked form once, Ichigo flashed his pearly white teeth in a smile. “What are you complaining for, if my memory is right you held be down and fucked me as much as you wanted……..” He paused steadying his hips and penis as they lined up with Orihime’s anus.
“Besides, I just really want to fuck this ass!” He sneered with a grunt and soon drove his cock deep within the dark hole of Orihime’s rectum, forcing the girl to cry in pain as more of Ichigo’s dick slowly penetrated her small form. Ichigo managed to get at least half of his length into the healers ass before sliding back out, the Shun Shun Rikka user sighed in relief. But it was short lived as Ichigo’s hips brought his cock back with a mighty thrust that completely delivered every inch of his rod into Orihime’s behind.
Orihime screamed loudly letting the sound of her cries echo into the apartment, tears rushed out of her eyes. Ichigo’s large sized penis and the thickness of his girth expanded her dark little hole. Her hips buckling in pain tightening her ass together crushing the pecker within her being. She was screaming into the pillow wanting the pain to stop. “Oh, so tight Orihime-chan.” Ichigo grunted drawing back again and plowing back into her ass enjoying the anal sex for the moment as their flesh smacked together loudly.
“Please stop Ichigo-kun!” The girl pleaded oh how the roles were now reversed with Ichigo slamming right into her ass with such force the bed shook from impact.
“Oh but Orihime-chan, look how tight you’re becoming.” Ichigo began to plow into the girl harder as her pussy lips began to drip with her sweet juice staining the bed sheets. “You really just wanted to get fucked in every hole slut?” Asked the sex possessed Shinigami driving his penis back into the dark hole again. “Say you’re a slut btich.” He ordered roughly gripping onto her long auburn hair and pulling her head up out of the pillow.
“I’m a slut..” She whispered out between her groans starting to feel the pleasure of anal sex with her Ichigo-kun take hold of her mind. Ichigo looked down at Orihime’s form continuing to thrust into her anus.
Giving off a fox like grin Ichigo leaned close to her ear and gave it a nibble. “I’m sorry Orihime-chan I didn’t quite catch that.” He told her with a hint of amusement with his tone of voice as he violently began to fuck Orihime in the ass.
She in turn gained a shell shocked look and screamed out. “I’M A SLUT.” She cried with drool coming out of her mouth. “YES YES FUCK MY ASS ICHIGO-KUN.” She screamed with lust feeling her climax coming up soon as Ichigo was just being merciless with his movements. “MAKE ME YOUR BITCH.”
Ichigo smirked and continued on with his actions not seeing that he was only being driven to do this to a good friend and she had down to him not that long ago. “Hell yeah, that’s more like it.” He cooed as he used her hair as rains to pull her back with every thrust to meet his hips, humping into Orihime’s fine ass like a wild animal. “You love it when I fuck this ass don’t you?” He asked only getting a groans from the woman he was fucking up the ass.
Gyrating his hips Ichigo delivered a hard slap to Orihime’s ass cheek again. “I love it.” She said straining her voice to answer. “I love it when you fuck my ass.” She screamed again feeling her heat come back up.
“I’m going to cum Ichigo-kun.” The girl shrieked as her insides squeezed around the girth of Ichigo’s penis again who was giving faster and harder thrusts to her in response.
He gritted his teeth together feeling his own release coming. “Fuck me to.” He sneered as his climax approached he released Orihime’s hair in favor of holding onto her hips to increase the power of his pelvic thrusts into the hot piece of ass.
Orihime held her head up high feeling an incredible orgasm tear through her core and screaming in pleasure. “CUMMING.” She screeched while a steam of her juices shot forth from her loins covering a small part of the mattress her knees rested upon.
Ichigo buckled his hips and slammed his golden rod balls deep into Orihime’s shit hole. “AAAHHHHHHH.” He helped blasting a hot stream of white spunk feeling the hole and spilling up to the point of her stomach. Both teens breathed heavily drawing more of their sexual musk in from the atmosphere. Ichigo finally satisfied with himself withdrew his shaft from Orihime’s dark hole with his cum leaking out of her body after doing so.
The haze or hypnotic state of their eyes disappearing slowly with Ichigo and Orihime collapsing onto the bed both next to the other with smiles and their hands lased together and fingers intertwined. Both falling fast asleep with the sounds of the night going on like nothing had transpire.
End Lemon (fucking Christ that was a long scene of smut)
It was several hours of a deep sleep did Ichigo stir from his slumber next to the beautiful Orihime Inoue. The time was about five in the morning and yet no one seemed to have called the police or anything from all the noise the two were making last night, almost like they could not hear a single thing.
Ichigo like a few hours ago slowly began to flutter his eyes open as sleep still wanted to claim him for a bit longer, but groaned knowing that his idiot father whom he cared for like any parent is to most children even if they were a little on the insane side of things. Enjoyed barging into his domain of his room and attack him to awaken, but it never came reaching up with his free hand Ichigo rubbed his eyes to get the sleepy out of them. His light brown eyes shifted in the darkness of the room to find a solution but a feeling forced him to look down where his hand and Orihime’s were joined together with the girl’s angelic face turned to him peacefully slumbering.
Ichigo nearly jumped out of his skin but held himself back from doing so no reason to frighten the poor girl so early in the morning. Prying his hand from Orihime’s iron grip proved to be a difficult challenge without waking her, but he recently not that long ago lost his virginity to the hottest girl in his school and one of the top babes of the living and the dead so it would not have killed him to smile. Ah for there was mystery to solve, like how Orihime managed to have a complete well almost personality change that quick. And how he was going to keep all of the sex hungry bastards of the world away from his Orihime-chan.
Ichigo paused as the thought stuck him like a thousand Rukia spirit glove bitch slaps, wincing from the memory our orange haired teenage hero could not place when or where he thought of Orihime like that before. Sure he deeply cared for the pretty young thing but just wow on that deal. With that thought in mind Ichigo quickly raised himself up off the bed, his feet balancing on the wooden floor and sharply stood straight up. The second he did Ichigo regretted the motion as a intense pain grasped his testicles hunching over in pain.
Looking down at Orihime did he sigh in peace knowing that she had not awaken yet, with his conscious mind at ease. Ichigo slowly hobbled to the door of the bedroom gasping in pain from how his balls felt. Like they had been spending time on a bed of nails the entire time. With caution he took baby steps out of the open door to Orihime’s bedroom and as quickly as one with testicle pains move to the kitchen to retrieve a bag of ice. Shuttering in thought at the idea of using that on his nut sack Ichigo was left with no real option.
It was late and early into the morning and he did not want to deal with his fathers stupidity, reaching the kitchen the young Shinigami limped his way to the refrigerator. Lifting up his right arm he grasped the door handle to the freezer and pulled it open with little to no trouble. But the sharp pain he felt from his nuts made the young man ground his teeth to keep from screeching, with a heavy sigh his hand reached inside the cold box and grabbed an icepack firmly.
Ichigo dragged the sack out of the Winter like box and closed the opening tight in front of him. “I’d go for the ice-cream, that way you can have a snack or something.” A familiar voice advised with a slight amount of amusement to it broke through the small room. Ichigo turned around like Kenpachi was there with his blade ready and forgetting the pain for only a moment to find Ryuuk sitting down in a chair at the table with a smirk.
“Or a bag of frozen peas works better than an icepack.” Ryuuk claimed as his smile never left his face. Ichigo pointed an accusing finger at the God who gave him his powers back with a malice expression. “YOU!” Ichigo shouted at the male God but quickly cover his mouth with his free hand. Looking out of the corner of his eye Ichigo could tell that his shout of alarm wake the sleeping beauty.
“Oh relax stupid she’s still tired from the hot romp of sex you two had. She won’t be moving for another two hours or so!” Ryuuk explained lifting up a cup of hot coffee that was pulled from who knows where, the ebony haired God gave Ichigo a calculating look for a brief second before taking a sip of his coffee. “I would imagine you have questions now.” He stated knowing full will what was coming next.
Ichigo hopped to the heavily black dressed man with rage burning in his eyes ignoring the pain Ichigo lashed out and grabbed the scruff of Ryuuk’s shirt and roughly pulled the God up a little to glare daggers at him. Ryuuk to his credit did not even flinch or show any signs of fear, only stared back with boredom. “What the fuck did you do to us?” Our hero asked with a glitches jaw seething in anger wanting an answer.
Ryuuk rolled his dark eyes that gave off a light golden glow before staring back at Ichigo and mentally giving the kid points for trying to get in his face like this, but there was a limit to bravery and stupidity and at the moment Ichigo was crossing the latter more than the former. “First off I didn’t do much.” He said smacking Ichigo’s hand away and gave the child in his book a slight glare.
“You’re the one who did not stop to listen to my deal before jumping in.” He continued on with his normal bored face continuing to give Ichigo a death glare.
The seventeen year old was about to make a comment but was interrupted by Ryuuk. “So sit down shut up and pay close attention brat.” He ordered cutting Ichigo off from make a speech, without any form of warning Ichigo was thrown back into a chair by an invisible force. With his new found seat facing Ryuuk, Ichigo could not do much but stare into Ryuuk’s cold dead eyes. “Okay the first part of the deal isn’t really that complicated, depending on how you look at it.” Ichigo was sure that listening to this explanation would be better for his own health than not paying attention, so he sat there with both ears wide open to take in the information.
“Over a good two thousand years ago maybe three……give or take, the first Vasto Lordes terrorized the living, Huecho Mundo, and Soul Society. Until they were beaten and sealed away.” Ryuuk paused his story as the look in Ichigo’s face told him that the child might not feel he could do this task. “Told them that they would return but go figure that the big heads didn’t listen to a God on the matter. Anyway your task is too prevent them from reviving and joining together or less the world you know well no longer exist.” He finished and could tell Ichigo was about ready to vomit from just learning about his task.
Looking off to the stove the small apartment hand Ryuuk waved his hand and a set of cloths appeared there, looking very clean and new. “If you want to know the number it’s seven Vasto Lordes that shall return. Don’t worry you will grow stronger and have a chance to beat them.” Ryuuk assured knowing that Ichigo most be doubting himself at this point.
“Now the other part you have already experienced first hand.” Ryuuk drowned out using air quotes while nudging his head in the general direction of Orihime’s bedroom. Ichigo gave off a terrified look thinking that the cops were going to be there any second, waving the child off Ryuuk smirked. “Don’t worry I made sure that no one could hear you let alone sense so relax.” As if he just read Ichigo’s mind Ryuuk stood up on his feet towering over Ichigo.
“But don’t think this is over by a long shot Kurosaki, you see it isn’t just Inoue-san you have to worry about..” Ryuuk warned as a look of anger came over the young Shinigami, his eyebrows flared with the narrowed gaze he cased at the God. “You are going to be have fun like that with other women.” Ryuuk mentally gave himself a high five seeing the look of shock cross Ichigo’s face, it was just priceless with his reaction.
Ichigo moved to protest but he was cut off as Ryuuk pointed a long lone finger at the teen with a dark essence with a slight red shine to it appeared in the form of a small marble ball. “Don’t speak runt. You took this deal now you most complete it on my terms.” He reminded before increasing his reiatsu on Ichigo’s tired body. “And lastly, the next time you speak to me it better be with respect. Cause I’ve killed morals for lesser reasons than an insult.” The ebony God warned poking Ichigo in the middle of the forehead blasting the energy ball right into his brain.
The process was painful and within seconds all of his own pain was gone, Ichigo looked back up to find Ryuuk gone as if he was never there to begin with. Taking in a deep breath while thinking it all over, Ichigo shook his head at the task that laid before him and could only hope for the best.
End chapter
To be continued……….
Till next chapter the list for the girls Ichigo is going to fuck
Orihime
Rukia
Rangiku
Isana
Nemu
Tai Harribel
Soi Fon
Unohana
Nel (adult you sick bastards) ;p
Ikumi (a milf not passing that up)
Kukaku
Retsu Unohana
Tatsuki
Yoruichi
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