Chapter 8: Rukia's School of Oral pt.2

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lime!

Urahara Shop; Yoruichi's Room

A few days ago, Ichigo would have been repulsed at the idea of giving another woman oral. But now, there was a part of him that was becoming to grow with every teaching that the three beautiful women taught him about sex.

He turned his head to look at Yoruichi, the woman gently running her hand through his hair as he sat on the futon, leaning into her embrace while Rangiku sat next to him, rubbing herself as she watched everything unfold. "You want me…to…"he looked back at Rukia, who continued to lie before him, her legs spread while she looked down at him, the look on her face both anxious and nervous.

"That's right, Ichigo," Rangiku said, leaning forward to put a hand on his shoulder. "We want you to eat her out. Don't worry," she said quickly when she saw the flicker of fear in his eyes, "It'll feel great. To you and to her."

Taking a deep breath, Ichigo crawled away from Yoruichi's lap and crawled towards the awaiting Rukia. Leaning down, he felt his body shake as he neared Rukia's womanhood, her pink lips moist with her juices from her sucking off Ichigo.

As much as Yoruichi wanted to blindfold Ichigo, she figured that he needed to see what he was doing. Not only that, she felt that Ichigo was becoming more comfortable with the idea of sex that he would be handle a little mouth-to-pussy action.

This time it was Rangiku's turn to slide behind Ichigo, wrapping her arms as she whispered into his ear like a seductive wraith. "Use your fingers first, Ichigo. Get a feel of what a woman's insides feel like," she instructed.

Ichigo looked up at Rukia, who quietly nodded for him to do it. Calming his trembling hands, he reached out with his hand and stuck a finger out. Rukia gave a sharp inhale of breath when Ichigo's finger touched her sensitive pussy, the digit running up her pink folds. Ichigo was surprised by how warm and wet Rukia's pussy was, having previously suppressed all sexual desires before this.

Under Rangiku's guidance Ichigo started to rub Rukia's pussy with several fingers. He watched as Rukia arched her back and panted heavily from having her womanhood touched, his fingers pressing against her folds just shy of penetration. Ichigo's fingers became slickened with her juices, his cheeks burning from how Rukia looked at him with a panting face.

"You see?" Rangiku teased, her hands gently massaging his shoulders. "She likes it. Now then, lean over and lick her. Believe me," she reached around him and rubbed Rukia clit, enjoying how the petite girl gasped and arched her back in ecstasy. "Women love a man who can use their mouth."

Emboldened by Rangiku's sensual touches, Ichigo leaned down until his face was in between Rukia's legs. He gripped Rukia's thin, soft thighs before sticking out his tongue. Calming himself, Ichigo gave Rukia's womanhood a quick lick, tasting her juices. The taste was bizarre, unlike anything Ichigo had tasted before but it wasn't strange in a bad way or made him repulsed with disgust. He gave Rukia another lick…and then another…and then another…finding himself liking the taste of a woman.

"Ichigo," Yoruichi said as she watched him. "A woman's pussy isn't an ice cream cone. Don't just lick it like a lollipop. Use your tongue a little more."

"Yeah," Rangiku added. "Remember when I ate Yoruichi out? Do it like that."

Nodding, Ichigo buried his face in Rukia's muff and mimicked what he saw Rangiku do. Unlike his previous attempts, this garnered an actual response from Rukia, who clutched the futon beneath her as Ichigo's tongue sensually licked her pussy. "Ahhh…" she moaned.

The young teen caught the scent of Rukia's womanhood and it made his head spin. He'd no idea that the small and taste of a woman could be so…so…intoxicating. "Mmmh…" he unconsciously moaned as he licked her pussy, enjoying the sounds his friend was making.

"Very good, Ichigo," Rangiku praised, getting turned on by watching the debauchery. "Now then…" she took hold of Ichigo's hand and guided it back to Rukia's wet snatch. "Why don't you try fingering her?"

Ichigo blinked. "Finger her? But I already-"

Rangiku put a finger to his lips. "Oh no, I don't mean just rub her lips a little." She guided his fingers until they pressed against her entrance. "I want you to stick your fingers inside of her."

"Go on, Ichigo," Rukia replied, feeling turned on by Ichigo's licking. She reached down and spread her lips. "Finger me."

The dark memory that plagued Ichigo flashed through Ichigo's mind but he quickly stifled it and did as he was instructed. He was surprised how easily his fingers slid into her womanhood. Ichigo inwardly marveled at how soft and wet Rukia's insides were, his fingers being sucked into her snatch.

"That's it," Rangiku egged on, "Now pump them in and out, nice and slow," she said, gently grabbing Ichigo's wrist.

Rukia cooed and moaned as Ichigo slide his fingers in and out of her. The already dirty futon became filthier as Rukia's juices dripped onto the sheets. Rukia spread her legs wider, her head tilting back as Ichigo's fingers reached deep into her with every thrust. The boy became bolder as the minutes rolled by, his hand moving faster. He could hear a dirty sound emanating from Rukia's snatch, the lewd squishing sound filling his ears.

"Don't just stick them in and out," Rangiku instructed. She wrapped her arms around his chest and rubbed her tits into his back. "Feel her pussy. Find her special spots to make her feel really good."

Nodding, Ichigo quickened his fingers pace. This time though, he scissored his fingers in and out. Because Rukia was on the small side, Ichigo easily found her sweet spots. Rukia cried out as Ichigo touched her G-spot, making her see stars. Her toes curled and she arched her back, crying out in ecstasy as the bubble in her stomach grew. "Oh yes!"

"Ooooh! She's really getting into it." Rangiku, still rubbing her breasts into Ichigo's back, her pussy becoming wet again as her nipples ran up and his skin, making heat blossom in her chest. "Ichigo," she said, licking the boy's earlobe. "Lick her clit."

"Her clit?"

"Yes. It's the most sensitive part of a woman," Rangiku replied. "Geez, didn't they teach you this in sex-ed?" she asked out of curiosity.

"I…might not have been paying attention," Ichigo admitted.

Rangiku chuckled. "Well, then it's a good thing we decided to give you the hands-on approach," she smiled and kissed his cheek.

Smiling back, Ichigo leaned down until his face was once more in front of Rukia's cunt. Rukia writhed in pleasurable agony as Ichigo thrust his fingers in and out of her snatch, hitting her sweet spot over and over again. When Rukia felt a hot tongue lick her sensitive bundle of nerves. "Oh god!" she groaned. Her hands went to Ichigo's head, her fingers digging into his hair as she panted for breath. She couldn't believe that Ichigo was so good at this and he was only doing this for the first time. Ichigo's tongue flicked across her clit, sending jolt after jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her pussy clamped down on Ichigo's digits and she covered his hand in her juices. "Ahh! Ahhh!" She squeezed her eyes shut and arched her back until her body was making a full one-eighty degree angle. "Ahhhh!"

Taking his mouth away from Rukia's clit, Ichigo watched as Rukia writhed and moaned as if she was possessed. Her body shook while she lay on the bed, her pussy gushing all over Ichigo's hand. Ichigo watched in fascination as Rukia's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her face twisting until it formed a mask of debauchery.

Ichigo pulled his fingers out of Rukia's snatch, looking around for a rag to clean his hand. Rangiku, however, took hold of Ichigo's hand and licked the juices off of it, purring seductively as she tasted Rukia's juices on his fingers. Looking down at Rukia, Rangiku raised an eyebrow. "Wow, Rukia, you looked like you haven't came in years," she noted.

Panting, Rukia merely chuckled. "It's been a while…"

Yoruichi crawled over to the trio and sat down next to Ichigo. "Well now, I think we're making a lot of progress with you, Ichigo. But we're only getting started…"

Ichigo noticed the gleam in her eyes and wondered what she had in mind. "What are we going to do next?"

Yoruichi grinned. "Oh, you'll see…"

To be continued