A.N.: For the record, this series showcases what I do best: lemons with random characters. I.E. Ichigo won't be prominent in every chapter. Because I'm whacky.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon! OrihimeXKisuke!

Bikini Photo Fun

Urahara Shop

"Hi, Mr. Urahara!" Orihime greeted as she walked into the shop. She closed up her umbrella, having need of it what with the summer rain outside.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Inoue," Kisuke greeted from across the counter. "I assume you're here because of my offer?"

Blushing, Orihime gave him a nod. "Yes. Were you serious about doing a photoshoot?" she asked.

Kisuke had decided to go into the modeling business to help cover the costs of his experiments but found he was lacking the key piece for his new venture: models. Yoruichi had gone to the Soul Society to catch up with her family and he knew that Rukia and the other members of the SWA were suspicious of him, which left only Orihime to lend a hand. Orihime, who'd never thought about being a model before, was shocked when Kisuke approached her for a bikini photo shoot but quickly decided to give it a try.

"Okay!" Kisuke walked around the counter and smiled. "Now it's time for our summer beach photo shoot."

Orihime nodded but realized one missing feature: it was raining outside. "Um…Kisuke? How can we go to the beach when it's raining today?"

Kisuke flipped his fan and covered his grin. "Please, Orihime. This is me we're talking about. I always come prepared. If we can't go to the beach, we'll bring the beach to us."

Orihime assumed that Kisuke had set up some fake stage like some modeling companies do. However, she soon discovered just how far Kisuke would go to give her the real deal. As they descended down the ladder, Orihime's jaw dropped in wonder when she saw that the shopkeeper had converted his own underground chamber into a mini beach. "WHOA!" she shouted as she stepped onto the white sands. The rocky wasteland had been replaced with a white, sandy beach, the sunlight shining brightly above her. "How'd you make a beach?"

"Child's play," Kisuke said. He guided the girl towards a large towel with a camera set up on a tripod next to it. "Here's where we'll be doing the shoot."

"Okay," the orangette said as he walked next to Kisuke. She fanned herself as the heat started to bear down on her. "Wow, Mr. Urahara. It's really hot in here."

Kisuke chuckled before shedding his coat, revealing his thin, muscular chest, leaving him in only shorts, his hat and his clogs. "Sorry about that. I might have gone a little overboard in making this place too realistic. I fashioned the artificial sunlight to similate real ultraviolet rays. But I figured it's a nice change of pace since Ichigo doesn't train here anymore." He reached into a bag that had several items in it; he had it sitting next to the towel. He'd meant to give it to Yoruichi for when she modeled for him but since she'd bailed on him he'd just give it to Orihime. "Here you go, Orihime. Here's your swimsuit."

Orihime blushed as Kisuke handed her the skimpy swimsuit. It didn't look like it'd cover much of her body at all! "Is this it?" she asked as she took it from Kisuke's hands.

"Yep!" the happy shopkeeper exclaimed. "It was picked out by Yoruichi herself!" He figured that part wasn't a lie since the werecat did pick it out to wear for herself.

Hearing Kisuke's words calmed Orihime down a little. But looking around, she saw no place to change. "Um…Mr. Urahara? Where am I supposed to change into this?"

"Why, here of course!" When Orihime's face turned red, Kisuke threw his hands up defensively. "Now, now, calm down, Orihime. I'll turn around while you get changed." To prove his honesty, he turned around and put his back to the teen. "Let me know when you're done."

"O-okay…."

Kisuke stood still as he listned to the sounds behind him. He thought about sneaking a peek but didn't want to since he knew that Yoruichi would punch him if she found out he was perving on Orihime. Finally, Orihime gave Kisuke permission to turn around. When he did, Kisuke had to suppress a catgrowl as Orihime stood on the white sandy beach in her new swimsuit.

Bright yellow, the bikini was scandalously skimpy, her large breasts looking like they might pop out of her top. Her bottom had a flower shaped like Orihime's Shun Shun Rikka on the crotch and on the butt which was extremely tight and almost gave Orihime a camel-toe. Orihime blushed as she stood in the skimpy swimsuit, feeling like her butt was showing too much. "How do I look?"

Kisuke could not suppress a grin. "Wonderful. Let's get started. But first…" Kisuke reached into the bag and dug around for what he was looking for. Feeling his hand touch a bottle, Kisuke triumphantly pulled it out. "Here," he said, handing the bottle over to Orihime. "Here's some sunblock. Like I said, the sunlight here is just as dangerous as the real sun. Safety first!" he said happily.

Orihime smiled in return and poured the sunscreen onto her arms and shoulders. However, as she did so she noticed something fairly odd about the sunblock. 'Weird. Most sunscreen is cold when you put it on your skin. Why's it warm?' She looked at the back of the bottle and saw a cartoon of Kisuke's face and bucket-hat on the bottle. 'Oh, I see. Kisuke made this.' Ignoring the warm, tingling feeling the sunblock initially gave her, Orihime rubbed it into her arms and legs.

Once Orihime was finished, Kisuke took the bottle from her and pocketed it. Walking over to his camera, Kisuke put some film into the device and smiled. "Alright then. Let's get started."

For the next several minutes, Orihime posed for several photos, Kisuke telling her that these would simply go to the SWA for their summer swimsuit edition and wouldn't wind up in the hands of her classmates. Orihime went through pose after pose, lying on her back, standing up with looking at the camera innocently, holding a beach ball above her head and even went along with a very scandalous photo where she turned around and looked like she was about to undo the ties to her bikini bottom.

Throughout all of this, the warm and tingly sensation that Orihime had initially felt didn't go away. As the minutes ticked by Orihime could feel her body start to feel hot and it wasn't because of the sunlight. Her breathing started to quicken and when she did the aforementioned pose from behind part of her wanted to completely undo her bikini bottom and show her rear end to Kisuke. As she posed for photo after photo her eyes kept glancing to the shopkeeper and noticed his slim body. He may not have been as muscular as Ichigo or Chad but his thin, toned body started to give Orihime dirty ideas. She tried to snap out of her aroused stupor but the more she posed for him the more her arousal grew.

Finally, Kisuke decided to call it a day. Turning off the camera, Kisuke smiled at Orihime who was laying against a beach ball for him. "Good job, Orihime! I might pay you double for this!" He removed the camera and folded up the tripod, setting them in a large bag. "I'm sure Rangiku and the others will like your photos." He noticed that Orihime was still laying on the ground panting, her face flushed and frowned. "You okay, Orihime?"

'No, no I'm not,' Orihime wanted to reply. 'My body…it feels like it's burning up.' "Um…I'm fine. I just feel a little hot."

Kisuke mistook her words for her saying the artificial sun was getting to her. "Yeah, I'll see if I can't turn down the heat to this place. It is pretty toasty in here," he replied, sweat dripping down his back. He reached into the large bag and pulled out an umbrella. He put it over Orihime and gave her some shade. "Here. I'll go and bring you a drink to cool you down while you lie in the shade."

"Th-thank you, Mr. Urahara…" Orihime said. As Kisuke left, Orihime continued to pant and squirm on the towel. "Ohhh!" she groaned in a sultry voice, her hands trailing down her smooth stomach while her toes curled and her back arched. "I feel so hot…my body's burning up!" When her legs opened up she looked down at herself and saw something that confirmed her suspisicons: there was a wet spot on her swimsuit. She wasn't just hot….

"I'm so…so…"Orihime cupped her busty chest and squeezed her tits, humming in pleasure from her sensitive skin being touched. "I'm so horny!"

Looking around, Orihime saw no sign of Kisuke and decided to indulge in that blissful heat blooming inside of her. She sat up and undid the ties to her top, tossing the useless swimsuit away and freeing her perky tits. Lying down, she put her legs together and slid her remaining article of clothing off of her.

Now naked as the day she was born, Orihime spread her legs and reached down to touch herself. Masturbation wasn't something Orihime partook of very often but she was feeling so good that all she wanted to do was to feel even better. Her head leaned back against the beach ball where she lay under the umbrella. Kisuke must've turned on some sort of internal fan he installed into the chamber because she could feel a cool sea breeze wash over her. The feel of the cool wind touching her hot body made Orihime sigh in ecstasy. Her finger slowly rubbed her pink honeypot, her free hand cupping her breast and squeezing it. She thumbed her nipple and pinched it with her fingers, her loud moan echoing across the fake ocean and beach. "More…" she said as her hand quickened its pace. "So good…" She let go of her breast to touch herself with both hands. Spreading her legs as wide as they could go, Orihime slipped two fingers inside her wet pussy while her other hand rubbed her clit.

"Ohhhh…" she moaned lewdly, licking her lips as her hand pumped in and out of her womanhood. Her eyes closed and her mind turned to Kisuke, remembering his naked chest. "He looked so hot…" she couldn't help but say aloud. "Ohhhhh!" Her hands rubbed her pussy even harder as her eyes closed. Taking her fingers out of her pussy, Orihime brought them to her lips and started to suck on them, tasting her juices. "Mmmmh!"

Pleasure sparked throughout her body as the mintues ticked by. Sweat rolled down Orihime's body as she sucked on her fingers while rubbing her clit. Her body began to tingle and she could feel the tension in her belly begin to snap; her overly sensitive body being brought to orgasm quickly. Taking her fingers out of her mouth, Orihime rubbed her clit with both hands and put her feet in the air, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. "Yes…" Orihime moaned, feeling her body tensing up. "Yes! Yesss!" she shouted as the tension inside her snapped. "YESSSSSSSS!"

The towel beneath her became soaked with Orihime's juices as the orangette squirted lewdly, Orihime caught in the throes of ecstasy. Her hands vigorously rubbed her pussy as her maidenhood gushed, her head rolling back against the bnd each ball she was propped up against. Finally, the train of bliss ended and she lowered her legs down, laying on the beach towel panting again. "Wow…" she said as she struggled for breath, her eyes still closed. "That was amazing…."

As Orihime's senses came back to her, she thought she heard something and opened her eyes. The first thing her eyes laid on was the naked shopkeeper, Kisuke Urahara, sitting next to her head, his cock pointed at her face.

Previously….

Kisuke climbed down the ladder carrying a cooler full of drinks. He hadn't meant to take so long but he had to deal with customers while Tessai went to the bathroom. He saw Orihime right where he left her and walked over to the girl laying beneath the umbrella. "Ms. Inoue! I've brought you some-" he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the sight before him.

True, he'd been intimate multiple times with Yoruichi so the sight of a girl in all her splendor wasn't exactly foreign to him. However, what made Kisuke almost swallow his own tongue was the sight of Orihime Inoue completely bare before him, her legs spread wide while her hands touched her dripping pink folds.

This was rather awkward for Kisuke as he stood there, feeling the artificial sun bear down on him while Orihime continued to masturbate. He was just as confused as he was aroused. Orihime was such a sweet and innocent girl that he had wondered if she'd ever indulged in this type of sexual relief but he noted how the girl hadn't even noted his presence and knew that something was very wrong with Orihime. There was no way in Hell that Orihime, of all people, would just start playing with herself out in the open like this let alone ignore her surroundings. She was far too shy and modest to indulge in exhibitionism.

He remembered all of Orihime's actions at this point and realized what had happened. He dropped the cooler and dug through the bag, Orihime still oblivious to his presence all the while. His eyes widened in horror when he saw two similarly shaped and colored bottles inside the bag. One was an unused bottle of sunscreen while the other…was for far more devious purposes.

What Kisuke had accidentally given Orihime was an extremely powerful aphrodisiac he'd originally created for Yoruichi. They'd used it the last time they were together shortly after Kisuke converted the underground chamber into his own private beach. Yoruichi had put it in her bag for future use, never dreaming that Kisuke would mistakenly give it to Orihime.

Kisuke looked up and watched as Orihime indulged in her body in front of him. 'Hmm…what to do…' Kisuke weighed his options. The aphrodisiac had no drug to counteract its effects and it wasn't meant to be used liberally on one's entire body like Orihime had. 'Best thing to do is just to let the stuff run its course. Although…' Kisuke couldn't help but smirk as a thought came to him. 'She's not going to burn it out of her system through simple masturbation. Well, you know what they say, all work and no play….' He knew that if Yoruichi or Ichigo found out about this they'd beat him senseless.

But what they didn't know wouldn't hurt Kisuke, now would it?

Pulling down his pants, Kisuke kicked off his clogs and stepped onto the beach sands naked. Opening the bottle, he rubbed the aphrodisiac into his own chest, his cock shooting straight up instantly as his body yielded to his own creation. Luckily Kisuke had a bit more self-control than Orihime and took his time while putting his camera back onto the tripod. Once he was finished he walked over to Orihime and sat down when Orihime finally came to her senses.

Orihime blinked as she saw the throbbing length in front of her with the devious shopkeeper staring down at her with seductive eyes. "I'm quite surprised, Orihime," Kisuke said, putting his hand on Orihime's stomach. His finger circled her belly button as he smiled down at her. "I had no idea you were such an exhibitionist. I gotta say, I like this side of you," he teased before scooting forward, his cock inches from Orihime's small, pink lips. "You look like you want to do something. Go ahead, Orihime. Nothing we do will leave this room," he told her.

Orihime stared at Kisuke's cock with lustful awe. The man was certainly well-endowed when it came to length. Lost in her lustful haze, Orihime had no problem with opening her mouth. Her tongue sneaked out of her mouth and licked the head of the man's dick. 'Wow…' she thought as she started to lick more of his length. 'It's so hot. I wonder what it tastes like in my mouth….'

Kisuke wasn't surprised by Orihime's submission as the girl lay on her side and wrapped her lips around his cock and started to give him a blowjob; his aphrodisiac wasn't to be trifled with. The shopkeeper took his hat off and sat back on his haunches as Orihime sucked him off, his hand going to her head. "My, oh my," he teased as Orihime stuffed her face with cock. "You seem to be good at this, Orihime. I had no idea you were a natural-born cocksucker."

Orihime ignored his teasing and focused on sucking him off. His cock had such a bizarre flavor that was delicious to Orihime's lust-addled mind. She took him as deep as she could go, gagging a little as she bobbed her head up and down.

But Kisuke was never the type to let someone else take the pace. Much to Orihime's disappointment, Kisuke retreated from her mouth, his cock sliding past her smooth lips. Smiling down at her, Kisuke gently pushed her back down onto her back and tilted her head back. "Don't worry, Orihime," he coolly replied before situating himself behind Oirhime's head. "You'll have your fill of my cock in a moment." Tilting her head back a little more, Kisuke opened her mouth and slid his manhood into her awaiting orifice. He let out a low moan as her wet hole surrounded his cock, her tongue swiping against the underside and making a chill run down his spine. "Just relax, Orihime," he instructed as he slowly filled Orihime's mouth, the girl's eyes widening. "I'm about to show you how good a skullfuck feels."

All Orihime could manage from then on were gags as Kisuke shoved his cock into her mouth. Her mouth was completely stuffed with cock to the point where Orihime found it hard to breath and yet Kisuke still kept going. It took Orihime everything she could to suppress her gag reflex but eventually she leaned to stop resisting and let Kisuke have his way with her mouth. "Glllck!" she gagged, her nose rubbing against the shopkeeper's balls as he treated her mouth like it was his own toy. The regular Orihime everyone knew and love would've been mortified to be treated with such vulgarity. "GLLLCCKKK! GLURRRCK!"

This Orihime loved every second of it.

Kisuke smiled as Orihime's hands went to her pussy and started to rub it once more. He looked down at her busty chest and saw her tits bounce a little with each thrust into her throat. Orihime gave a gagged moan as Kisuke cupped her creamy-skinned melons and squeezed them, enjoying how tight her throat suddenly got. Grabbing the bottle of aphrodisiac, Kisuke poured even more onto Orihime's chest, rubbing it into her already sensitive skin. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Kisuke plunged his cock down her throat over and over again, saliva running down her face as she struggled to maintain her consciousness. Kisuke would pull out of her to give her a moment to breath but it was only for a brief second. Her throat tightened around Kisuke's cock, flattening her tongue as she choked on his manmeat.

Orihime's wet orifice surrounding his length was too good of a sensation for Kisuke to endure. "Damn, Orihime!" he groaned as he fucked her face faster. Orihime thought that Kisuke was reaching her stomach as he slid faster and faster, her hands rubbing her pussy like crazy. 'Yes! YES! MORE!' the dazed girl thought.

Kisuke couldn't take it anymore. He pulled out of Orihime's mouth until only the head remained. "I hear you like bizarre foods, Orihime," he teased as he rubbed the tip against her lips. "I've something new for you to taste." Rolling his head back, Kisuke pushed the head into Orihime's mouth and shot his load into her awaiting orifice. Orihime's cheeks bulged as her mouth was suddenly filled with cum, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. She tried to swallow it all but Kisuke came buckets, small trickles running down her face. When Kisuke finally pulled his cock away from Orihime's mouth she swallowed the thick cum in her mouth and took deep breaths. Kisuke would've felt bad for so brutally skullfucking her had it not been for the divine smile on her face as she continued to lay before him playing with herself.

Orihime licked the spunk off her lips and sighed in sheer ecstasy. That had to have been the most intense experience she'd ever had. "Kisuke…" she whispered wantonly. No matter how much she rubbed her pussy it was still not enough. The ache inside her hadn't died down and with Kisuke rubbing more of the aphrodisiac into her breasts the fire inside her was gnawing at her and she needed to please it.

Kisuke smiled as Orihime sat up and looked at him with longing eyes. The aphrodisiac was still having a heavy effect on her and after being skullfucked her libido was still cranked to the max. He pulled Orihime into his lap and start groping her breasts. Orihime's head rolled back onto Kisuke's shoulder while he licked her neck, his fingers pinching her pink nipples. "Ohhh…" the girl moaned as his hands started to roam her body. "Kisuke…" she pined, turned her head to speak only for Kisuke to silence her a deep kiss.

Orihime's mind melted as she became putty in Kisuke's arms. Luckily for her it wasn't her first kiss, having kissed Tatsuki on a dare once. When they broke away she gasped as Kisuke's cock rubbed against her entrance. She didn't care if it was her first time; all she wanted was to bask in that glorious heat that was consuming her body and Kisuke had what she wanted. "Kisuke," she said in a small voice, almost making Kisuke think she'd come to her senses when she crawled off his lap. Then she got on her knees and reached down to touch herself, spreading her lips to show the shopkeeper her pink pussy. "Please, Kisuke. Stick it in here," she pleaded, the burning need inside her apparent.

Reaching into the bag, Kisuke pulled out a syringe before mounting Orihime. He'd give her what she wanted but first he needed to give her a little insurance. "Hold still," he said as he injected the needle into her neck. "Don't worry, it'll be quick," he replied when he noticed Orihime cringe. "It's just a contraceptive to keep you from getting pregnant." He reached beneath Orihime to palm her stomach. "We can't have you carrying a mini 'Hime, now can we?" When he finished injecting the contraceptive into Orihime's neck he tossed the syringe into the bag and went back to the matter at hand.

Orihime bit down on her lower lip when she felt Kisuke's hands grip her waist. Something hard touched her sensitive lips and she knew what was about to happen. A gasp escaped her when Kisuke slid into her moist pussy. Kisuke smiled as Orihime's pussy swallowed his cock. The girl's arms wobbled as Kisuke pumped in and out of her, stretching her virgin pussy with his large length. The tight muscles gripped him as he enjoyed her cunt. He was surprised to not tear her barrier but figured that her hymen was torn long ago due to her extracurricular activities; it was how Yoruichi tore hers.

It didn't take long for Kisuke to get into his stride. The sound of his fake beach echoed with the dirty noise of his hips slapping against Orihime's ass. He smiled as Orihime yielded to her inner lust, moans and pleas for more spewing out of her lips. Taking his hat off, Kisuke put it on her head before reaching down to cup her swaying tits. Orihime moaned in sheer ecstasy as Kisuke squeezed her breasts roughly before increasing his pace. "Oh! Kisuke! KISUKE!" she shouted. "You're so big! My…my…." She didn't know if she could say the word, even if she was lust-addled.

"Go ahead, Orihime," Kisuke whispered into her ear. He let go of her tit and slid his hand down her sweaty stomach, reaching the sensitive bundle of nerves above her womanhood. "Say it…" he whispered, interested in hearing Orihime talk dirty.

"My pussy!" Orihime shouted, unable to fight back the words any longer. "My pussy feels so good! Your cock is going so deep!" she moaned, bucking into Kisuke's thrusts. Her juicy ass rippled as Kisuke's hips smacked against it, the erotic rhythm between the two quickening as they reveled in debauchery. Kisuke leaned back and sat down, pulling Orihime into his lap with his cock still sheathed inside her. Planting her feet on the ground, Orihime bounced on Kisuke's lap, her pussy wrapping around the shopkeeper's cock as she slid up and down on him. Her breasts bounced wildly before Kisuke cupped them, her moans music to his ears. Orihime squeezed her eyes shut as that feeling inside her began to grow out of control. 'So deep! So hard!' When Kisuke turned her head to kiss her, she moaned into his lips. 'I can't control my body anymore. My hips are moving all on their own!'

"Orihime…" Kisuke grunted before laying down on his back. Gripping her waist, Kisuke stopped her bouncing and smiled. Orihime wondered why he stopped her when he started to fuck her at a rapid pace, his cock working in and out of her so fast it made her head spin. Kisuke moaned at how tight the girl was, she was certainly tighter than Yoruichi. Even now, as his cock made a cozy home inside her snatch, he could feel his balls swell as he watched Orihime's ass jiggle from his hips rapid smacks. He could tell that Orihime was close to climax and wanted to see her in the depths of bliss. "Orihime," he said while letting go of her hips. "Turn around."

Nodding, Orihime turned around to face Kisuke, his cock still inside her. Grabbing her legs, Kisuke put them on his shoulders and sat up, laying Orihime down onto her back, her feet in the air. Cupping her breasts again, Kisuke pumped into her as hard and as fast as he could. "You like, Orihime?" he asked as he groped her breasts. "You like having your breasts groped while I pound your pussy?"

Orihime could barely hold on. Her overly sensitive body felt like it was going to combust spontaneously. "YES!" she shouted as the tingling sensation inside of her reached its crescendo. Her toes curled and her body tensed from the feeling of everlasting bliss. "OHHHHH!" she cried out, her voice echoing throughout the fake beach. Kisuke smiled as Orihime's face twisted with debauchery, her walls tightening around him as she squirted her silvery juices all over the towel beneath them. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when Kisuke kissed her, giving her a sweet moan into her mouth as he released his load, filling her pussy with his essence. Orihime's body shook as Kisuke layed on top of her, feeling her womb being filled to the brim. Orihime moaned into the man's lips before letting her mind getting swept away from the warm ecstasy surging through her….

"Orihime."

The girl opened her eyes to see the shopkeeper standing over her, his pants on and his hat on his head. In his hand was a bottle of lemonade that he offered to her. "Here, you dozed off."

Sitting up, Orihime looked down and saw that she had her bikini back on, no signs of sex on the towel. Blood rushed to her cheeks when she realized she was having a dirty dream about Kisuke. She shook her head as she tried to bat the lewd memories away. 'I got so caught up from doing the photo shoot that I fell asleep fantasizing about him.' She stood up and accepted the bottle of lemonade. "Thanks, Mr. Urahara. Sorry about falling asleep. The heat really got to me."

Kisuke gave her a knowing smile and nodded. "Well, it's to be expected. It is pretty hot down here. Anyway, I need to get these photos developed so I'll call you when I need you again. Here," he handed her a wad of cash, "Your payment for today. And you can keep the bikini."

Orihime beamed with joy and accepted the cash. "Thanks, Mr. Urahara."

"Anyway, you can take your things and head back upstairs. You can change in Yoruichi's room and then be on your way home. I've a few things to attend to."

Orihime bowed in thanks and headed up the ladder, never realizing that Kisuke had a sly smile on his face while keeping his gaze glued to her swaying ass.

After Orihime left the fake beach, Kisuke reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo that showed the lustful Orihime, his hat on her head, riding his cock like a stallion and smiled. He had no intention of blackmailing her or anything but he figured he'd keep this for a memento. He reached into his other pocket and pulled out the bottle of aphrodisiac and put it back into Yoruichi's bag.

'After all, what were the odds of me accidentally giving it to Orihime again?' he thought slyly before pocketing the photo….

The End