Ichigo's New Job
Chapter 2: Making Fireworks
IchigoXKukkaku
A.N.: For those of who reviewed and compared this to Ichigo Kurosaki: Seireitei Gigolo, it is true that the stories are similar, even Fox Boss compared it to that other story when he submitted his request. But hey: A request is a request and I aim to please. Rest assured I will NOT be attempting to be a copycat. All my ideas are original… mostly. Sometimes though… hey, you don't fix what ain't broke.

The Next Day….

"Kisuke…" Ichigo said squeezing the bridge of his nose and trying to keep calm. "What the hell is all of this?" he asked, keeping his tone as calm and composed.

"Why, it's your reference material. Consider this part of your job training!" Kisuke cheerfully said.

The reason Ichigo was in such a protrude mood at the moment was because he'd come home to find that his bed had been piled high with porno items. DVD's, magazines, guides on BDSM, and several copies of the Kama Sutra, plus some fanfics by some guy named Whackybiscuit, to name off a few items.

"Yeah, I get that, but why is it all on my bed?! What if Yuzu and Karin come in and see all this? I don't want them to think I'm a pervert."

Kisuke chuckled as he sat on the windowsill. He'd come over as soon as Ichigo had called him demanding to know why all the smut was all over his bed. "Then I suggest you find a place to hide it all. Yoruichi already pitched a fit because I gave some of her stash to you, so I can't take it back."

"This stuff is Yoruichi's?" Ichigo asked a little disturbed.

"Not all of it. I went out and got a lot of it while you were busy helping out with your new job. Which reminds me," Kisuke pulled out a huge wad of cash and tossed it over to Ichigo. "Your payment for a job VERY well done. I haven't seen anyone handle Yoruichi and survive to crawl away. Kudos!"

Ichigo scoffed as stuffed the wad of cash into his pant. "Alright, so… who am I supposed to meet next?" He asked timidly. He never thought he'd be getting paid to bang women so he was at a loss as to how he should proceed. This wasn't exactly something you could ask for advice, at least from normal people.

Kisuke grinned. "Eager to get to work, eh? That's good to hear." He pulled out a sheet of paper with some hastily scrawled writing on it. "Your first client. I believe you two are already familiar with each other."

Ichigo stared at the name and balked. "Is this for real? HER?"

The shopkeeper smiled. "Her. I'd brush up on your research, Ichigo." He cocked a thumb over to the porn pile. "You'll need it for her. And if you need any help practicing your skills, I can always set you up with a "private tutor"."

Ichigo paled at the thought. "Not Yoruichi! My hips can't handle that kind of punishment for at least a few decades!"

Kisuke chuckled. "No, just a business associate I met here in the world of the living. You'll meet her soon. Yoruichi on the other hand might hire you again sometime later. Now get yourself prepared. You're heading over to her house tomorrow evening."

The Next Evening
Soul Society: Shiba House

Sweat was rolling down Ichigo as he knocked on the door. He was feeling nervous at his first job-call; this was going to be quite different from when he just walked in on Yoruichi. He waited patiently for a few moments before knocking again. Where were Ganju and Kukkaku's two burly helpers? "Come in! Come in!" came a voice from inside.

Opening the door Ichigo entered the dark home and followed the voice down the hallway. Opening the door that had light coming from it he found Kukkaku Shiba sitting on a comfy futon, smoking on her pipe as usual. She grinned as Ichigo walked into the room. "Hello there, Ichigo! Glad you made it."

Gesturing to the futon, Ichigo sat down in front of her, gulping with nervousness. "Um, hi Kukaku."

The elder woman saw Ichigo's nervous expression and chuckled. "No need to be shy, Ichigo. You're here for a reason and you know what that reason is. I need your help with something; something that I can't ask Ganju, Koganehiko or Shiroganehiko to do." She grinned as she leaned back a little, setting the pipe down. "Something I'm told that you could help me out with nicely."

Not sure what to say, Ichigo asked "And that would be…."

Kukaku grinned and with her remaining arm grabbed the hem of her red and white outfit and pulled it off, letting her massive jugs out for Ichigo to ogle.

"Milk me."

Ichigo cocked his head as if he didn't hear that right. "Come again?"

Kukaku smiled as she cupped one of her large globes. "I see Kisuke and Yoruichi neglected to tell you a few things. Some women with high enough spirit energy begin to exert that energy in weird ways. My breasts keep swelling up with milk and I've had a hard time milkin' 'em. Yoruichi used to help me relieve the pressure but she's too busy nowadays." She flashed Ichigo a grin that matched Yoruichi's in sexiness. "Well come now, Ichigo, milk me!"

Ichigo crawled his way over to her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him forward, his face colliding with her busty chest. Ichigo wrapped his arms around her as he stuck out his tongue and dragged the pink organ down her white skin. 'So big and soft, like a huge scoop of ice cream…' Kukaku slid her hands through Ichigo's shihakusho and dragged her nails down his back, earning a muffled moan from the boy.

When Ichigo's mouth enclosed around her large pink nipple Kukaku threw her head back. "Ohh, that's nice…" Her hands went to the underside of her breasts and started groping them. Her vision started to go hazy as she felt a hot sensation begin to blossom inside her chest. As her nipple started to squirt its hot milk into the substitute's mouth Kukaku wrapped her hands around Ichigo's head and held him tight. "Ohhhh! More, Ichigo! Milk me more!" she cried, rubbing her crotch against Ichigo's knee.

Ichigo savored the taste of her milk. He'd never thought he'd taste anything this good, but he wanted more. Ichigo sucked on her harder, earning more groans from the woman. He felt his knee start to get wet as she rubbed her crotch against him. Taking his mouth off of her for a moment, he quickly sucked on her neglected mammary, drinking more of her milk.

"Mmmh, Ichigo…" Kukaku moaned. "I want a taste." Ichigo looked up and smiled. Keeping a mouthful of milk Ichigo took his mouth off her lactating nipple and leaned up, kissing her. Kukkaku drank her own milk as it flowed from Ichigo's to hers, her tongue slipping into the boy's to get every last drop from him. Separating from the wet kiss Kukaku smiled as she gulped down the hot, sweet milk. "So Ichigo, how do I taste?"

Ichigo, running a hand up her smooth back, smiled. "You taste delicious!" he said, white milk dripping down his chin.

Kukaku smiled and stood up, reaching for her obi. "Well then, you've tried my milk…" she pulled on her sash, dropping her pants. Ichigo stared as she stood in front of him naked. 'She doesn't wear any underwear?' "Why don't you try my honey?" she said, taking a finger and circling her pink lips.

On his knees, Ichigo took off his shihakusho and shuffled over to her. He buried his face into her trimmed black curls, inhaling the scent of her womanhood. Kukkaku felt her legs wobble as Ichigo's tongue started to lick her pussy. His fingers spread her pink entrance open, letting him stick his tongue deep inside her. Kukaku felt goosebumps break out on her skin as Ichigo ate her out, her remaining hand going to her breast, squeezing it. Ichigo felt hot milk splash onto his back as it sprayed from her gushing nipple. Ichigo could taste Kukaku's juices as they flowed into his mouth and greedily swallowed it. He enjoyed how Kukkaku writhed above him as his tongue plunged into her depths.

Kukaku arched her back when Ichigo's tongue rubbed against her special spot. "Ichigo! My honey's cumming!" Her hand left her breast to dig into Ichigo's hair, keeping him in place as her honeypot gushed in his mouth. "Ahhh!"

The boy tasted her sweet honey as it gushed into his mouth. By the time Kukaku stopped screaming in ectastsy Ichigo's stomach was full of her "Milk and Honey". Ichigo stood up and caught Kukaku and gently laid her down onto the futon. Panting, Kukaku smiled up at Ichigo. "Wow kid, I'm gonna have to pay you extra now." She undid Ichigo's obi, her eyes going wide when Ichigo's pants fell and she got a good look at Ichigo's manhood. "Kid, you ought to be ashamed of yourself!" she teased grabbing a handful of meat. "You've had this hidden in your pants for how long and you never told anybody!" she playfully said. Rolling over Kukaku got onto her hand and knees. "Come here, Ichigo! Feed my greedy hole with your thick meat!" she said, reaching lower and spreading her lips.

Ichigo grabbed the fireworks master's waist and eagerly slid his cock into her warm hole. He groaned from the hot tightness of her pussy as Kukaku's walls enveloped him in a hot velvet vice. 'Holy shit! She's so tight! Kisuke wasn't joking when he said that the women here were not getting any!' Ichigo's mind thought as he bottomed out Kukaku's pussy. The tightness alone was almost enough to cause him to blow his load. He started a quick pace, giving the Shiba woman what she wanted. The reward for his effort was a fury of lewd moans spewing from Kukaku's mouth. "Oh! Fuck! Ah! You're so big! Fuck me more!"

Kukaku bucked into Ichigo, giving the boy the pleasurable sight of watching her juicy ass ripple every time they came together. Ichigo's hands sneaked lower to her swaying tits, gripping the milk-filled globes and squeezed them, pleasuring the woman even further. The futon beneath them started to get wet as hot milk squirted from the huge jugs onto the futon. "Ohhh! Yes! Milk me more, Ichigo! Milk me like a dairy cow!"

Spurred on by Kukaku's pleas Ichigo fucked her even faster. His hands gripped her breasts almost painfully, feeling warm milk run down them as his cock pounded away at her womanhood. Thankfully for Ichigo, he was spared the embarrassing moment of cumming before his client when Kukaku threw her head back. "It's too good Ichigo! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cuuuuum!"

Leaning forward until his weight pressed down on Kukaku's back Ichigo licked her ear, brushing her raven hair off her shoulder. "Me too! Let's cum together!" Kukaku turned her head and kissed him passionately. Her mind exploded as Ichigo reached lower and rubbed her swollen clit.

"Oh! Yesss! I'm cummingggggg!" Kukaku screamed. Ichigo felt her tight walls almost snap his cock off as she came around him. Feeling his sac tighten Ichigo wrapped his arms around her and bit down on her shoulder, moaning into her as he shot his load into her pussy. "Ohhhhhh!" Kukaku moaned as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "So hot…" she cooed as her womb was filled.

Ichigo pulled out and laid Kukaku on her side, spooning the woman and letting himself catch his breath. Kukaku turned her head and kissed Ichigo sweetly. "Kid," she said between pants, "I'm gonna… have to… rehire you… again and again!" Ichigo smiled at the prospects.

Gripping her still-dripping breasts Ichigo whispered. "You know, Kukaku, you did hire me out for the whole night…."

Kukaku grinned as she sat up. "So I did, but I have one request Ichigo, for the rest of the night and for whenever I hire you again."

"Name it."

Kukaku reached beneath the futon's pillow and pulled out a collar with a small cowbell attached. "I want you to treat me like I'm your very own milking cow!"

Ichigo's head popped up an image of Kukaku wearing a sexy cow costume and he had to grin at the fantasy. "Only if you promise to give me a few sexy moos while we're going at it."

Kukaku smiled as she attached the collar around her neck….

From then on, Kukaku gave her brother a weird standing order: whenever Ganju was walking up to the house and heard the sound of a cowbell clanging like crazy, he was never to step foot in the house….

To Be Continued….

A.N.: For all of you who are about to go "But Whacky! Aren't they related?" That has not been directly established yet in the manga, so I wash my hands of the matter entirely. Besides, it's not like this is the weirdest lemon I've written, now is it?

A.A.N: … Anybody else want a glass of milk and some cookies after reading this? Or is it just me?