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Warning: Lemon!

A Hot House Getting Hotter

Urahara Shop

"Ughhhh…" Rangiku Matsumoto groaned, her face covered with sweat. "It's so hooooot…" she complained, slumping forward onto the table. "Where's the air conditioner when you need it?" She was off for vacation and had come to hang with Orihime, only to find out she was gone for the week on summer vacation on a trip through the country with Tatsuki.

Unfortunately, every other person in the room was slumped forward, worn out by the heat. Kisuke fanned himself as he panted like a dog. "Unfortunately I haven't had the time to install an A/C unit in the shop…"

"You've had a hundred years," Rangiku glared. "You've had enough time to make two giant secret bases and a shop and you didn't think to maybe include an air conditioner?"

"What can I say? I'm a busy man," Kisuke retorted, waving his fan. "Where's Yoruichi?" he wondered out loud, not seeing the werecat anywhere.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Ururu opened up the freezer to get a popsicle. When she did, a huge block of ice fell out, inside a frozen black cat. "Found her!"

"Oh, she's trying the freezer trick again?"

Rangiku looked over at the other woman in the room. "Why are you here, Rukia?" she asked her fellow lieutenant. "I thought you were staring at Ichigo's?"

Sipping her cold tea, Rukia shook her head and wiped the sweat from her face with a rag Kisuke offered. "I was. But his place is just as hot! I felt like I was going to melt over there!"

"He doesn't have A/C, either?"

"Nope!" Rukia said, annoyed at the unbearable living conditions. "If I'd know it was going to be this hot, I'd have postponed my coming here by another week." Rukia had been given her old post at Karakura Town and was living with Ichigo in between her Soul Reaper duties but like Rangiku she was regretting her choice.

Rangiku got up, putting her hands on her hips and pouting. "That is unacceptable. I thought Ichigo was a gentleman! If he's having you over at his place, he should have the decency to keep you comfortable with some nice cool air! I'm going over there to give him a piece of my mind!" Getting up, she headed for the door, passing Ururu as she was thawing out Yoruichi.

The cat shivered as she came to. "Is it cooler yet?"

"No."

The cat hopped back into the freezer and slammed the door shut…

Kisuke looked up. "Think there's room for one more in there?"

Meanwhile…
Ichigo's House

Ichigo lay on his bed, sweat covering his body. He had every fan going and had the windows open but it didn't help. The house was still broiling hot. Thanks to his dad's antics, the air conditioner was busted, a result of Isshin smashing into hit after he tried one to many times to get the jump on Ichigo. As a result, Isshin was hospitalized at the hospital run by Uryu's dad, his sisters staying with him, partly to help with his recovery and partly to keep out of the heat.

"Ughhhh!" Ichigo groaned, sitting up. "This is hell! Actually, I'm pretty sure Hell isn't this hot!" He wished that his combat pass would start ringing. At least he could forget about the heat while he was fighting Hollows.

Ding-Dong!

Ichigo groaned, walking towards the door. "Good grief. That'd better be the maintenance man…" Opening the door to his room, he headed for the stairs.

Outside, Rangiku waited impatiently, the sun beating down on her. "Ughh…Ichigo, what's taking so long?" she huffed, pushing the doorbell again. Her irritation grew more and more as she waited until finally the door opened. She opened her mouth to berate him for making a lady wait out in the heat for so long…

But she quickly closed it when she got a good look at Ichigo and instantly her anger faded as she got some major eye candy.

The Substitute was wearing a white tank top and gym shorts, giving her a good look at his muscular body. The sweat covering his body made his body glisten in the afternoon light. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Ichigo peered through the bright sunlight to see Rangiku on his doorstep, wearing a white shirt and short-shorts. "Oh. Hey, Rangiku," he greeted. "What's up?"

Rangiku took a long look at Ichigo before she noticed something else that made her smile. Changing tactics, Rangiku's any demeanor faded quickly. "I came to see how you were doing," she said with a friendly smile. "Rukia said that you were dying of the heat so I wanted to drop by and check on you."

Ichigo smiled, touched at the woman's kindness. "Thanks, Rangiku. Would you like to come in out of the sun?"

"Yes, please."

Ichigo led Rangiku into his house and closed the door behind him. Rangiku noticed how Ichigo had multiple fans in the living room on as well as the windows open but it was still hot inside the place. "How come you have no A/C, Ichigo?" she asked as they sat on the couch.

"It…had a sudden malfunction," Ichigo said nervously, not wanting to tell her that he was the cause of the malfunction. "A repairman was supposed to be in today but he hasn't shown up yet."

The two sat on the couch in silence, both trying their best to ignore the heat. Ichigo kept looking at the clock, hoping that the repairman would be here any second. Rangiku, on the other hand, was looking at something else…

Ichigo hadn't noticed it, being too occupied with the sweltering heat, but his gym shorts were a little on the tight side. As such, Rangiku was smirking as she stared at the huge bulge in his pants, the gears in her head turning and a wide smile on her face. 'Maybe this won't be such a bad trip after all…'

When Ichigo turned back to Rangiku and saw her fanning herself, sweat running down her face. "I think I have some popsicles in the freezer. Want one?"

"That'd be lovely," Rangiku said. As Ichigo got up to go to the kitchen Rangiku grinned and made a little adjustment.

Grabbing two popsicles in the freezer, Ichigo came back to the living room. "Here you go, Rang…i…ku…" Ichigo almost choked on his tongue when he saw that Rangiku had removed her shirt. His brown eyes stared at Rangiku as she lay back on the couch, her massive chest barely contained by a white bra. He stared at her huge melons, unable to take his eyes away from them.

Rangiku saw the jawdropped look on Ichigo's face and gave him an innocent smile. 'Works every time.' "I'm sorry, Ichigo. It's just that it's so hot I needed some relief."

"Right," Ichigo said, knowing that the heat must be unbearable for Rangiku. "Here you go." He handed Rangiku a blue Popsicle and sat down next to her, licking his red one.

"Thanks," Rangiku said before she began to lick her treat. "Ahhh…" she moaned as the cold treat touched her tongue. "Mmmhh…"

Ichigo tried to ignore the woman and focus on eating his own ice cream but he couldn't stop listening to the woman as she licked and sucked on the frozen Popsicle. The sounds that she made completely enthralled him. Soon his glances progressed into full on staring as Rangiku licked and sucked on the ice cream, unable to keep himself from getting aroused. He stopped eating his and watched the barely-clothed lieutenant lick the treat like she was licking a cock.

Rangiku smiled as she saw the heated stare the boy was giving her, not letting up until she'd eaten the entire popsicle. She licked the wooden stick seductively, trying to lick every last drop of juice still on it. She gave a quick glance to his shorts and saw that she wasn't the only one with a stick. "Ahhh!" she sighed as she finished, leaning back into the couch and setting the stick down. "That was refreshing. How about you, Ichigo? You still hot?"

Snapping out of his mystified trance, Ichigo returned to eating his melting popsicle. "Oh! I'm good." Just when he finished his treat, however, he felt a hand on the bulge of his pants. "Rangiku!"

"Silly Ichigo," Rangiku smirked, "I wasn't referring to the popsicle in your hand…" she whispered, leaning forward until her breath touched his face. "You look like you're fit to burst." Her hand squeezed Ichigo's hard-on, making him gasp in surprise. "Why don't I give you a hand?"

Her hand dipped underneath Ichigo's gym shorts, pulling them down to free Ichigo's cock. Rangiku had hearts in her eyes when she saw Ichigo's manmeat. She'd been with a few men but few, if any, were as gifted as Ichigo. She sidled close to him, pressing her bra-covered tits into his shoulder as her hand wrapped around Ichigo's shaft. She hummed as she started to jerk him off, laying her head on his shoulder and watching his expression with glee.

"R-Rangiku…" the boy moaned, at the woman's mercy, her hand feeling as soft as silk.

Kissing his cheek, Rangiku turned his head and traced his lips with a finger. "Well, Ichigo. Do you want me to take care of your little problem?" she teased.

The teasing of such a voluptuous bombshell was too much for one young man to take. He reached up and grabbed Rangiku by the back of her head, pulling her into a deep kiss. Ichigo reached Nirvana as Rangiku's gentle lips touched his, her lips softer than the fluffiest pillow. Rangiku chuckled into the kiss, her hand stroking his cock smoothly, feeling every bit of him at her fingertips.

As soon as Ichigo pulled away from the kiss she went for seconds. This time the kiss was deeper, with Rangiku sliding her tongue into Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo melted into the kiss, his hand reaching up to palm Rangiku's huge breast.

Chuckling, Rangiku pulled away from Ichigo's lips and smirked. "Dirty boy," she teased as she let go of his cock. "I know what you want…" She reached behind her and unclipped her bra, tossing it to the floor, revealing her naked breasts to the teenager. "You like what you see?" she teased, cupping her melons.

Ichigo was practically drooling. Rangiku was so much bigger than he expected. Her round melons glistened from her sweaty skin. Her nipples, round and pink, were already hardened, almost begging to be sucked on. He had no words to say as he stared at the woman in all her splendor.

Continuing to smirk, Rangiku stood up off the couch and reached for her shorts. "Goodness, it's so hot! I need to get a little more comfortable…" Turning around, she unzipped her shorts and pulled them down, giving Ichigo a perfect view of her ass. Her pink heart-covered panties were the last to go. Kicking out of her sandals, the strawberry blonde stood before the teen in all her naked glory, reveling in the look on his face.

If Ichigo died then and there, he'd have died a happy man. The woman in front of him was the epitome of beauty. Her body was lean and fit, her hand gliding down her smooth stomach. Ichigo's eyes trailed up her beautiful legs and thighs until he stared at her pink pussy, crowned by a patch of blonde hair.

Smiling, Rangiku reached for Ichigo's hands and pulled him off the couch. "Why don't we get you comfortable?" she purred, removing Ichigo's tank top. As soon as she tossed it to the floor the two embraced and kissed again. Ichigo's hands ran all over Rangiku's voluptuous body, losing himself to his hormones as she sucked on his tongue. Rangiku felt her hot body get hotter as Ichigo's cupped her shapely ass.

Rangiku got down on her knees and tugged down Ichigo's gym shorts, leaving him completely naked like her. The two returned to the couch, Rangiku getting between Ichigo's legs. Cupping her large tits, Rangiku wedged Ichigo's thick cock between them.

"Ohhh…" Ichigo moaned as Rangiku gave him the best paizuri imaginable. "Rangiku…"

"See, Ichigo? I know what you want," she purred seductively, a devious smile on her face as she slid her tits up and down, surrounding Ichigo's manhood in a fleshy vice. "I know what you like…"

Ichigo's cock throbbed in Rangiku's fleshy vice. He dug his nails into the couch cushions, the feeling of being given a paizuri heavenly. His breath hitched when Rangiku started to lick the sensitive tip. "Rangiku!" he groaned, her hot tongue feeling sublime. Sweat rolled down his chest as the heat in his manhood increased, threatening to melt in Rangiku's paizuri.

Rangiku could see that Ichigo was close and smiled. Her breasts were something no man could endure for long. "Go ahead, Ichigo. Cum for me," she purred, licking the pre-cum from Ichigo's weeping tip. "Don't you think my breasts would look better covered in your cum?" she teased, squeezing her breasts tighter around Ichigo's cock.

The throbbing manmeat pulsed in Rangiku's tits, Ichigo's balls tightening up. Squeezing his eyes shut, Ichigo threw his head back and groaned as he climaxed all over Rangiku's huge breasts. "Cumming!"

Tilting her head back, the strawberry blonde smiled as Ichigo's cock erupted with white hot cum. The hot cum-bath made Rangiku feel like she was going to spontaneously combust, her hands smearing the sticky substance all over her breasts like sunscreen. "Wow!" she breathed, amazed at how much Ichigo let out. "You sure were pent up." She grabbed Ichigo's discarded shirt and wiped her breasts before noticing that Ichigo's erection hadn't gone down. She stared at it, honestly amazed at Ichigo's stamina. She looked up to say something but the look in Ichigo's eyes told her she was dealing with a teen coming unglued.

Getting off the couch, Ichigo pulled the woman up onto her feet and cupped her sexy ass, lifting her up. Rangiku melted into his lips as he carried her away, cooing as his hard cock rubbed against her wet pussy. Her hard nipples rubbed against his chest, his fingers sinking into her soft cheeks.

Rangiku expected Ichigo to take her into the bathroom for a cool shower but found herself in Ichigo's room. "Ichigo, isn't it a little hot?" she asked, sweat rolling down her back.

Ichigo silenced her with another kiss. His blood was on fire, arousal taking over his mind. He didn't bother laying Rangiku down on his bed, setting her on the floor. Rangiku was bent over and got on her hands and knees. Palming her juicy ass, Ichigo rubbed the tip of his cock against her entrance, feeling a hot wetness touch his cock. "I want you, Rangiku," he said.

Rangiku shivered, having never seen this side of Ichigo before. But as scary as it was, it turned her on like never before. "Go ahead, Ichigo. Fuck me," she said with a dirty smile.

Ichigo gave a single thrust and filled Rangiku's womanhood, feeling every inch of her womanhood surround his manmeat. Rangiku came close to orgasm as soon as Ichigo put it in. Her walls stretched around his thick cock, her tight pussy a snug fit for his manmeat. Her arms started to shake as Ichigo moved, her walls trying to suck him back in.

The hot room soon felt like a sauna for the two as Ichigo fucked Rangiku like a mad beast. Lost in the feel of a woman's pussy, Ichigo gripped Rangiku's waist hard as he pounded her pussy. He moaned as her pussy tightened around him with each thrust, Rangiku's pussy feeling better than anything he ever felt in his life. Her ass jiggled with each thrust, her soft cheeks rippling rapidly. Rangiku's breasts swayed as Ichigo rocked her world, her arms shaking from Ichigo's rampant fucking.

Ichigo loved the feel of Rangiku's womanhood but it wasn't enough. He wanted to feel every inch of the vixen's sexy body. Grabbing Rangiku's swaying breasts and leaned back, letting Rangiku slide up and down his cock while he sat on his knees, his hands squeezing her breasts together as her pussy slid around his cock.

"Oh! You're so big!" Rangiku moaned. Ichigo got a kinky idea and slid two fingers into Rangiku's mouth. "Mmmh!" the woman moaned, sucking on Ichigo's digits as her hips moved with a mind of their own. Her sweaty back continued to grind against Ichigo's hard chest, making the heat between them unbearable. Rangiku reached down and rubbed her clit, arching her back as the pleasure welled up inside her. When Ichigo pulled his saliva-covered fingers out of her mouth, Rangiku turned her head and kissed Ichigo lewdly. "Fuck me!" she begged. "Fuck my pussy!"

As Ichigo's hand returned to Rangiku's breast, pinching her hardened nipple, his other hand reached down and joined Rangiku's in playing with her clit. He let out a wild moan as Rangiku's tight hole clamped down on him. "You're so tight! It feels amazing!"

Planting her feet on the floor, the hot Rangiku bounced up and down Ichigo's cock faster, slamming her hips down hard and feeling him hit all her sweet spots. "Oooooh! Your cock feels so good inside me!" she moaned, sticking her tongue out lewdly. "My pussy's so wet!" She arched her back, her breasts bouncing with each slide up and down Ichigo's manhood, and she rolled her hips, pleased when she heard Ichigo moan into her ear. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth when Ichigo's hands caressed her smooth, sweaty thighs, sensation assaulting every part of her. "Fuck! My pussy's about to cum!" she shouted, her vision blurring.

Ichigo's hands squeezed Rangiku's breasts before he got another dirty idea. Rangiku was disappointed when he stopped her bouncing before he turned them around. Rangiku's face turned red as she stared at herself in the mirror on the wall, seeing naked, panting body being fucked by Ichigo's thick cock. Her expression became even lewder as she began to move again, loving the sight of her bouncing on Ichigo's cock. She sorely wished she had a camera. "Ah! Oh! Hahhh!" she moaned, Ichigo's cock knocking the air out of her. The sound of her sexy ass slapping Ichigo's thighs echoed throughout the room, spurring her on like an erotic siren's call.

"AH! YES! FUCK ME! MY PUSSY'S ON FIRE!" Rangiku howled, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, her body caving to the tidal wave of ecstasy. Her tongue hung out like a dog's as her pussy tightened around Ichigo's clamhammer, her body seizing up as she came, her pussy's juices squirting, staining the carpet and Ichigo's balls. Rangiku's world spun as her pussy continued to gush, her body burning up with lustful passion.

When her vision began to clear up, she realized she was no longer on Ichigo's lap, sitting on her ass with Ichigo standing in front of her, stroking his cock vigorously. Smiling, the naked woman got on her knees and started to lick the tip of Ichigo's cock, seeing it swell up. "Cum for me, Ichigo!" she pleaded, wanting to taste Ichigo's tongue, sticking out her tongue. "I want your cum!"

Seeing Rangiku act so sluttily the ultimate turn-on. Throwing his head back, Ichigo saw stars when he felt the familiar rush surge through his cock, heat building inside his hot balls. "Cumming!" he grunted, exploding all over Rangiku's face.

Rangiku opened her mouth and sighed as she tasted Ichigo's essence as it shot into her mouth, the boy not stopping his white cum firehose until he'd covered her face with his spunk. "So hot…" she breathed before swallowing the thick treat. "Mmmh, so thick," she purred, licking the cum on her lips.

His legs shaking, Ichigo sat down on the floor and took deep breaths, sweat pouring down his body. He watched as Rangiku scooped the cum off her face with her fingers, noting how alluring the woman was even when she was doing something so naughty.

"Ahhh…" Rangiku sighed as she sat back, Ichigo's seed warming her belly. "You truly are something, Ichigo," she breathed. She wiped the sweat from her face and sighed. "Still, I'm even hotter than before. Is your shower still working?" she asked.

"Yeah," Ichigo nodded.

"Good. I'm in need of a nice cold shower. You should go and get our clothes before your sisters come in and see them strewn about the living room." Rangiku got up. Before she turned around to walk away, she winked at Ichigo. "And when your through, why don't you come join me?" She walked out of the room, shaking her hips seductively as she headed for the shower.

Ichigo watched her leave, his dick returning to full hardness as a grin spread across his face. Getting up, he left to fetch their clothes before joining Rangiku in the shower for nice, refreshing, long shower…

The End