A.N.: This has been in my junk drawer for a while now. I was on the fence of giving Yoruichi's mother a name and more apt description but there's a small chance we might actually see her canonically show up in the new manga arc so I decided to play it a little safe since I remember a lot of people made up what they thought what Squad Zero was going to be like before they were actually introduced and now it's just awkward to reread them(For the record some of those guesses were better than what we actually got). If she by chance does show up, I'll update the story by giving her the canon name.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon! MILF!
Meeting the Parents
V2
Two years after TYBW…
Soul Society
"You should stop scratching, Ichigo. It wouldn't be wise to let everyone think you're getting a rash."
"I can't help it!" Ichigo Kurosaki grimaced, walking next to his girlfriend as they walked down the neatly paved road towards the large manor in the distance. "This robe Byakuya gave me is itchy as hell! Why do I have to wear this again?"
The Substitute Soul Reaper wasn't wearing his normal Soul Reaper Shihakusho. Instead, he was wearing a garment loaned to him by Byakuya Kuchiki after the man learned of Ichigo's engagement and had given it to Ichigo at Yoruichi's behest. The large, resplendent purple robe was very extravagant, certainly fancier than anything Ichigo had ever worn before in the Soul Society. Yet it felt so contrary to Ichigo's personality that he felt really like he was out of place wearing the fancy garment.
Putting a hand on his shoulder, Yoruichi Shihoin gave him a supportive smile. "It can't be helped. You wanted to get my family's blessing. If you really want to impress them, you have to look the part." Like with Ichigo, Yoruichi was not in her normal outfit, opting to wear a white kimono with red flowers on it which had also been a gift, only the one who gave it to her was Soi-Fon.
"Do you think they'll object?"
"I doubt it. I'm no longer the head of the clan and I don't represent them in any capacity. As for whether they'd approve of you, well…you're the hero who defeated Aizen and Yhwach. If that doesn't qualify you as a suitable husband, I don't know what is."
Shortly after the war with the Quincies, Ichigo realized that he had feelings for Yoruichi and started going out with her. He knew that Orihime had strong feelings for him but he didn't feel the same way about her. He let her down as gently as he could and the two remained good friends, Orihime finding love with Uryu afterwards. He still earned a good walloping from Tatsuki afterwards.
After two years of dating, Ichigo decided that he wanted to spend the rest of his life, and his afterlife, with Yoruichi. With money he saved up from working at Ikumi's, Ichigo bought an engagement ring and asked the Flash Goddess for her hand in marriage. Yoruichi eagerly said yes and the two started making plans for their wedding. However, there was one thing they needed to do first before they could tie the knot. Isshin had already given his approval of their marriage but that still left Yoruichi's family, the Shihoin Clan.
Kisuke and Tessai were thrilled to hear of their impending wedding. Kisuke even took it upon himself to help plan the wedding since it was something he never got to do. Most of the Soul Reapers also gave their approval to the happy couple.
As for how Soi-Fon took the news of Yoruichi's engagement…she was still in a drunken depression…
Yoruichi noticed Ichigo's tense expression and gave him a teasing nudge. "Ichigo Kurosaki, the vanquisher of Aizen and the Quincies, scare of a face-to-face with the in-laws?"
Scratching the back of his head, Ichigo merely shrugged. "It's just…I've never really met your family before. I met your brother back at the Soul King's Palace but he seemed a little too fond of you. I'm not sure he'd really approve of you getting married at all, let alone to me."
"Yeah, he's always been rather clingy. I'll give you that." Yoruichi's face turned sour at the memory of her younger brother, Yushiro, clinging to her and always following her around like a puppy dog. "But I'm a grown woman and I can make my own decisions. He can get huffy as much as he wants. There's only one man in my life I want." She wrapped an arm around her fiancé's waist. "And that man is you."
Ichigo was a little reassured by Yoruichi's comforting words but still felt nervous as they neared the home of the Shihoin Clan. Well, nervous and still itchy.
The guards at the gate greeted them and escorted the happy couple in. Having never met anyone in Yoruichi's clan besides her brother for a brief moment, Ichigo was surprised just how many members of her family there were as they all came to greet Yoruichi. 'Wow…I guess the purple hair must be a family trait or something.'
They were escorted to the main audience chamber. There, sitting in a chair with several guards flanking him, was Yoruichi's younger brother and the current head of the clan, Yushiro Shihoin. "Sis!" The girlishly-looking Soul Reaper hopped up out of his chair and bounded over to his sister, giving her the biggest hug he could give while completely ignoring Ichigo. "It's so good to see you!"
"Hey, Yushiro. I see you're doing better." She knew that the young man had endured a lot during the fight with the Sternritter Askin and was glad to see that he had made a full recovery, even if he could stand to be a little less clingy. "So, I take it you got my message?"
"Yes, I see you two have gotten engaged." Letting go of her sister, after a few minutes of hugging, Yushiro finally turned to address Ichigo. "I see you're doing well, Ichigo." Yushiro gave the young man a strange look. "It will be…strange to call you brother."
"Yeah…so um…do we have your blessing?" Ichigo didn't want to beat around the bush. He didn't care for Yushiro being so protective of his sister. 'Then again, if Yuzu and Karin ever get married I bet I'd act like Yushiro. So I can kinda see where he's coming from.'
Reluctantly, the smaller Shihoin sighed and gave a nod. "I want my sister to be happy. And while I'm not exactly sure if it's right for her to wed a Human, even one who's more than earned the right to be called a Soul Reaper, I want to respect her wishes."
"Aww! Look at you being all responsible!" teased Yoruichi.
Ichigo breathed a sigh of relief. "So, now that you've given us your blessing, Yoruichi and I were wanting to have two wedding ceremonies. One in the Human world where we can get married so my friends and family can see us at a church. The other wedding Yoruichi was hoping to have here at the Shihoin Manor for your family's sake."
"Well…that's the thing…" Yushiro stepped back and awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I approve of your engagement, don't get me wrong. It's…not really my call whether to give you the clan's blessing or not."
Ichigo had never been more confused. Byakuya had warned him that the customs of the Four Great Noble Clans would be bizarre to someone with a modern sense like him but he didn't quite understand. "What do you mean? Aren't you the clan head?"
"Well on most affairs my word is all you need. But when it comes to matters of matrimony, it's not my call to give the blessing. It's just like your world. You need the blessing of our parents. And only our mother is here."
"Where is mother, by the way?" Yoruichi looked around. "I haven't seen her anywhere."
From their left they heard a voice that echoed from an adjacent room. "I'm here, darling. Oh how I've missed you so." A figure emerged from the room and greeted the couple with a warm smile. "Welcome home, Kitten. And you must be Ichigo. It's so good to finally meet you."
The woman wore a purple kimono that had the Shihoin Clan crest embroidered on the chest and back. At first glance she looked like a slightly older version of Yoruichi. The resemblance was uncanny between them. Time had taken its toll but yet it hadn't marred her beauty. Though she looked aged with some lines on her face, she'd certainly aged with grace. Even her hair, its purple color having lost its luster and had lines of silver, seemed to flow beautifully behind her. Even in her autumn years the woman was an exemplar of beauty. If this was what Yoruichi would look like when she left her prime then Ichigo felt she didn't need to worry about her looks.
The Shihoin matriarch gave the staring Ichigo a smile. "Goodness, you're going to make me blush if you keep staring at me."
Ichigo started stammering in embarrassment until Yoruichi poked him with her elbow. "Stop being so uptight, Ichigo. She's just joking with you." The younger woman walked up to her silver-haired mother and bowed. "It's good to see you, Mother."
The older woman pulled her daughter into her warm embrace. "Oh stuff the protocol. Come here!" Yoruichi smiled as her mother hugged her. "I'm so glad to see you're doing well. You hardly ever come by to see us. I've been worried ever since you and Yushiro got hurt fighting those Quincies."
"Sorry, Mother. I've been a little busy." Yoruichi finally pulled away from the Shihoin matriarch and gestured for Ichigo to join them. She pushed her boyfriend in front of her. "Mother, this is my fiancé, Ichigo Kurosaki."
Ichigo gave the woman a bow, knowing it was best to mind his manners since this was going to be his mother-in-law. "Hello, ma'am. It's nice to meet you."
"Oho! You're much more respectful than Lord Byakuya lead us all to believe. And more handsome too." The mother reached for Ichigo's hand and touched it, surprising the boy with her warmth. "Come now, there's no need for formality. So, you've come for my daughter's hand, is that right?"
"Yes, ma'am." He looked over at Yoruichi who gave him an encouraging nod. "I love Yoruichi and I want to marry her."
Yoruichi's mother looked at Ichigo and then back at Yoruichi. "And do you love him, Kitten?"
"I do. I know who I want to spend the rest of my life and that's Ichigo."
Ichigo watched as the mature Shihoin's face lit up. "Oho? Well, well. How the tables have turned! And here you always said you were never going to get hitched. You must have chased away at least twenty suitors when your father and I tried to get you married before you became a captain. You were always going on and on about-"
"Times change, mother," interrupted Yoruichi, not wanting her mother to embarrass her in front of her boyfriend. "I thought long and hard about my life and when Ichigo asked me to marry him it was the easiest decision of my life I ever had to make."
"I see. That's wonderful to hear." The matriarch turned back to Ichigo and gave him a heartwarming smile. "I've heard a great deal about you, Ichigo Kurosaki. You don't have to worry about your status as a Substitute Soul Reaper or a Human. Your deeds have more than earned you our respect. And I trust in my daughter's judgement. If she truly does love you," her smile widened and she gave Ichigo's hand a gentle squeeze. "Then you have my approval. The two of you have the Shihoin Clan's blessing."
"Thank you, ma'am." Ichigo gave the woman a hug. Yoruichi's mother hugged him back and Yoruichi and Yushiro joined in, their first hug as one big family.
When the hug ended the mother finally let go of Ichigo's hands. "Now then. We have much to discuss and plan. This is my daughter we're talking about so I want her to have a magnificent wedding. Oh we have so much to do!" she fussed, thinking out loud. She turned back to the three. "But that can wait until tomorrow. Tonight, why don't we have a banquet to celebrate your engagement?"
Yushiro bowed. "Of course. I'll go and talk to the cooks and let them know. Ichigo, make yourself at home. Coming, Sis?"
"Nah, I need to go and see my wardrobe to pick out something for tonight. And I need to speak to the clan's tailors and have them get started on making me a wedding kimono for our wedding here. I've already got Uryu making me a wedding dress for our wedding ceremony in the World of the Living. So I need to make sure my dress here is up to snuff." The young woman kissed her boyfriend's cheek. "Don't get into trouble, Ichigo."
"Oh don't worry about him." The motherly Shihoin stepped next to Ichigo and put a hand on his shoulder. "He can keep me company. Why don't we go someplace quiet? I'd like to get to know my son-in-law."
Ichigo noticed Yoruichi give her mother an odd look. "Oh?" She raised her eyebrow. "That reminds me. Are you going to…tell him about our customs?"
Her mother turned slowly and gave her daughter a smile and a wink. "Oh, just a few. If you know what I mean."
The two women stared at each other before Yoruichi finally chuckled. "Alright. Just don't break him."
"Er…what are you guys talking about?" asked a very confused Ichigo.
"Oh don't you worry. Why don't we come upstairs while Yoruichi and Yushiro get everything ready for tonight?"
"Oh. Okay." Ichigo let Yoruichi's mother take his arm and guide him up the stairs towards an unused room.
"Have fun, Ichigo! Make sure you be nice!" called out Yoruichi before leaving to go head to her old bedroom.
The room was lavishly furnished with a huge bed that lay in the middle of the room. Guiding the Substitute over to a couch that lined the wall next to the bed, the mother sat Ichigo down before sitting next to him. "I must say, I'm surprised that you would fall for my daughter the way you did. I was under the impression you and Yoruichi were friends only on a master-student level."
"Well…" Ichigo sat back on the couch while Yoruichi's mother leaned back against the couch's arm. "It was right after we defeated Yhwach. I was helping tend to Yoruichi after she had gotten hurt. Orihime couldn't heal her since she was recovering herself. Dad and I let Yoruichi stay with us so he could help treat her. Kisuke couldn't do much since he was too busy having eye surgery. He lost his eyesight in the fight with the Sternritter and he had to have Isane implant new eyes into him otherwise he'd be blind for life."
"I'm aware. It hurt to learn what happened to my children. Poor Yushiro was bedridden for a whole month…" lamented the woman.
"I started keeping her company while she was recovering. As the days went by…well…" Ichigo couldn't help but blush from those days where he and Yoruichi would sit and talk for hours. With every talk, Ichigo would sit closer and closer. "Then…well…one day she asked me how I felt about Orihime."
"The healer Ryoka with the orange hair. I remember Yoruichi talking about her. She had a crush on you, didn't she?"
"Yeah. But the truth was I just didn't feel the same about her. I'd already let her down gently and we were still friends. When Yoruichi asked me how I felt about her, I…um…" The shy young man looked away, not sure of how to explain what happened next to his girlfriend's mom. "I didn't really know how to say it so I kissed her."
The aged Shihoin laughed out loud, holding her stomach. "My goodness! The rumors of your boldness were not exaggerated. I remember many a suitor who tried to kiss my Kitten and ended up getting a black eye for their troubles!"
Ichigo chuckled before he resumed his story. "Yoruichi…told me she felt the same way and she kissed me back. As soon as she was well enough to get out of bed we started going out on dates."
"I see…" Propping her head on one arm, Yoruichi's mother looked at Ichigo with a knowing look on her face. She was silent for a moment before throwing Ichigo a curveball he never saw coming. "So when exactly did you take her to bed?"
The question made Ichigo stammer, blushing like a boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He didn't expect that kind of question to come out of Yoruichi's mother. "I…um…what?!"
Laughing, the older woman grinned. "What? You're both adults. And there's not a chance in hell my daughter would ever marry a man before she's had the chance to try out the goods."
"Er…well…it was my eighteenth birthday. Yoruichi said she had something to show me. She led me to her room and-" Ichigo caught himself and stopped immediately. 'Wait. Why the hell am I telling my future mother-in-law this?!'
Ichigo looked up and noticed that the woman had scooted closer to them. He saw a look in her eyes that made his heart start to quicken its pace. "Well that's a good thing that she waited until you were a man. I hear that you were quite fetching even when you were fifteen but I'd hate to call my little girl a cradle robber. But there is something important you and I need to discuss."
"Erm…what is it?"
"Tell me, how familiar are you with the customs of the Shihoin Clan?"
The woman leaned in close, making Ichigo feel uncomfortable. "N-no, not really. Yoruichi said that there was a lot of complicated stuff and since we were going to be living in the World of the Living, she said I didn't need to know much about your clan's traditions."
"Hmm…that's not inaccurate. If you were a proper Soul Reaper and weren't tied to the World of the Living we'd have you come live here with us. I'm surprised Head-Captain Kyoraku hasn't offered you a position in the Thirteen Court Guard Squads already. However, there are a few of our…traditions I need to inform you about before you tie the knot with my daughter." She scooted closer, her leg pushing against Ichigo's. "It has to do with my blessing. I know I out loud said you had it for Yushiro's sake since so many people were present but there are a few things that must be done privately before I can fully accept you as my son-in-law. I will not hand over my precious Kitten to just any man."
"What? What do you mean?" Ichigo became confused by the older woman's words.
Yoruichi's mother put her hand on his shoulder. "Well, there is something that the parent of the clan's head must do before they give their child away. True, Yoruichi is no longer the head of the clan, but I still claim the right."
"What right?"
A hand reached up and touched his chin. Yoruichi's mother leaned forward until her face was but inches away from the Substitute Soul Reaper. Ichigo stiffened when her hand slipped beneath the folds of his thick bulky robe and touched his hot skin. Leaning forward, Yoruichi's mother pressed her lips against his ear to whisper a sentence, her words tinted with hot seduction.
"Parents get first dibs."
Sitting on the couch with a shocked look upon his face, Ichigo was even more horrified when the hand that was teasing his chest slipped out of his robes and reached down to cup his groin. "W-wait a minute! What the hell are you doing?!" He pushed her hand off his crotch and scooted away from her with a panicked look on his face.
Laughing at such an innocent reaction, the matriarch of the Shihoin Clan smiled seductively, the lustful look on her face giving Ichigo a bizarre sense of déjà vu. "Oh don't be so stiff, Ichigo. Aren't I as attractive as my daughter?"
"Um…yes?" Ichigo quickly answered, his heart pounding in his chest. The way she looked at him was as if she was sizing him up like a piece of meat. He could definitely see where Yoruichi got her seductive feisty side. "What do you mean parents get first dibs? What kind of crazy rule is that?"
Sitting back, the purple-haired woman playfully fiddled with the tie to her kimono while continuing to smile ever so seductively at her daughter's lover. "It's quite simple, really. I need to know if you can truly satisfy my daughter in the bedroom. It would make me a poor mother if I let Yoruichi marry a boy who couldn't fulfill her needs as a woman. By your own account I know you've already been intimate with her but I wish to know if you can truly satisfy a Shihoin where it counts. And the best way to do that…" Her hand started tugging at the tie, slowly undoing the knot. "…is to see if you can satisfy me."
The words made Ichigo's brain want to stop functioning. He couldn't believe this was happening. While most folks would be more than happy to sleep with their fiancé's hot mother, Keigo would have leapt at the opportunity, it was another thing for Ichigo entirely when his girlfriend was Yoruichi. The thought of Yoruichi coming in and catching them fucking scared the young man. Hell hath no fury like Yoruichi scorned. No healer alive could fix what she'd do to him.
Sensing the fear in his eyes from the thought of her daughter's retribution, the older woman chuckled and reached out, caressing his cheek softly to reassure him. "Oh don't worry your head off, Ichigo. Kitten is more than aware of our customs and she knows about the rule regarding her mother testing her future husband."
At first Ichigo didn't want to believe the woman until he recalled what Yoruichi said to her mother before they went upstairs. Then it suddenly all made sense.
Oh?" She raised her eyebrow. "Are you going to…tell him about our customs?"
Her mother turned and gave her daughter a wink. "Oh, just a few. If you know what I mean."
The two women stared at each other before Yoruichi finally chuckled. "Alright. Just don't break him."
"Er…what are you guys talking about?" asked a very confused Ichigo.
"Oh don't you worry. Why don't we come upstairs while Yoruichi and Yushiro get everything ready for tonight?"
"Oh. Okay." Ichigo let Yoruichi's mother take his arm and guide him up the stairs towards an unused room.
"Have fun, Ichigo! Make sure you be nice!"
"Oh…" As soon as he remembered Yoruichi's words he realized that his girlfriend had indeed given her mother the go ahead to "Tell him about our customs". 'Well…if she's okay with it, then I guess it's alright.' He relaxed a little, though he couldn't help but squirm underneath the woman's lusty gaze. "Um…okay?"
"Exactly. Now that we've come to an understanding, why don't we make ourselves more…comfortable?"
Fully untying the knot to her kimono, Yoruichi's mother stood up and let the beautiful garment slip from her shoulders to fall to the floor. "I know I might not be in my prime anymore but I can still turn heads, don't you agree?" she asked with a knowing wink.
Even though Yoruichi's mother was in her autumn years, she was still a fetching woman. Her body was not as thin and voluptuous as her daughter's but she carried a mature beauty nonetheless. Her breasts were bigger, hanging heavily on her chest without any bra to contain them, her nipples dark and big. She wore a pair of purple panties that complimented her wide hips. "Like what you see, Ichigo?"
Sitting back down next to Ichigo, the woman touched Ichigo's cheek with a warm hand. "Don't be so shy. Let's enjoy ourselves…" Her lips pressed against the Substitute's, showing off how good of a kisser she was.
The mostly naked woman pressed herself against Ichigo's side. Ichigo stiffened at first when his fiancé's mother kissed him but as he continued to lock lips with her he slowly began to loosen up an put a hand on her warm thigh. Cupping Ichigo's face with her soft hand, Yoruichi's mother deepened the kiss. She slipped her tongue into Ichigo's mouth and started teasing his own tongue to help him shake off his nervousness and get into it. "Mmmmh!" She pulled away for a second and licked her lips before going back for seconds. This time her kiss was more ravenous, her tongue plundering Ichigo's mouth with glee.
Deciding to just roll with it, Ichigo gave in to the woman's advances. Arms wrapped around the woman, making her shiver at his soft touch. A hand ran through her silky purple/silver hair while his free hand traveled down to sneak underneath her underwear to grab at her ass. Meeting the older woman's tongue with his own, he showed her just how much Yoruichi taught about making out with a woman.
Pleased to see Ichigo getting into the mood, the Shihoin mother slipped her hands back into the folds of the young suitor's robe to feel his burning hot body. Pulling away from the kiss, Yoruichi's mother reached for Ichigo's outfit and started to untie it. "I could tell that you've been uncomfortable in that gaudy robe the moment you walked through the front gate. Let's get you out of that, shall we?"
Ichigo was more than happy to shed the itchy, bulky robe. 'Last time I ever let Byakuya give me a hand. Next time I'll just wear my Shihakusho." He was pulled up off the couch by Yoruichi's mother and let the woman undo the tie to his robe. As soon as it was undone, the woman gently tugged it off of the young man, letting it slide past his shoulder to reveal his strong, fit torso and built arms. Tossing the useless robe to the side, the woman let out a low growl at the sight of Ichigo's naked chest. His training had given him a lean, toned body that most men would kill to have.
"Very nice, Ichigo. You certainly know how to get a woman's blood hot." Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, Yoruichi's mother gave him another deep kiss. Ichigo embraced her and felt his blood rush southward as her large breasts pushed against his chest. He felt a shiver run down his spine when one of her hands slipped down and cupped the growing bulge in his Hakama. The mother smiled when she felt just how big Ichigo was growing. Ichigo responded in kind by groping the woman's plump, peachy ass. His lips left hers and started to pepper her neck with soft kisses. A gasp left her lips when Ichigo's leg slipped between hers and pressed against her clothed pussy. "Mmmmhhh…"
Deciding to take things back to the couch, Yoruichi's mother sat down and gestured for Ichigo to join her. As Ichigo sat back down next to the woman, their lips met in a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss. Ichigo took the initiative and slipped his hand into her panties. His fingers were met by a warm moistness that coated her pink lips. Moaning into her daughter's boyfriend's lips, Yoruichi's mother palmed the huge bulge in his pants. Her fingers undoing the tie to his pants, she gripped the hem of his Hakama and tugged it down.
She pulled away from Ichigo's kiss and her golden eyes lit up just like her daughter's had at the sight of Ichigo fully erect. "Goodness! And here I thought you might have been overcompensating with your large Zangetsu."
Ichigo took his hand out of the woman's panties and pulled down his pants and underwear, becoming fully naked in front of Yoruichi's mother. He eagerly reached for her panties and started to tug them off. The older woman lifted her hips to let Ichigo slide her underwear down her thighs and legs to expose her womanhood before him.
With them both in their birthday suits, the pair returned to making out while touching each other. Yoruichi's mother sucked on Ichigo's tongue, eliciting more moans from him while her hand worked his cock, stroking it up and down teasingly, her thumb running across his thick head gently. Ichigo's hand returned to her pussy, his fingers running along her wet folds. His middle finger slipped inside her hole while his free hand reached up to grope the woman's breast.
"Mmmmhhhhh!" Yoruichi's mother spread her legs wider, letting Ichigo slip another finger into her mature cunt. Ichigo had to admit, having sex with his fiancé's beautiful mother was not what he planned on when he agreed to come meet Yoruichi's family, but it was certainly a bonus. The woman licked his lips before she playfully tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth.
"Ooohh…" Her pussy became so wet from Ichigo's fingering. Not wanting to lose the initiative, Yoruichi's mother reached down and pulled Ichigo's hand away from her honeypot. "Let's see how this big boy tastes." Sliding off the couch, the naked woman knelt down between Ichigo's legs. Hands, soft and gentle, caressed the Substitute's cock. "Oooh, look at how big you are. My Kitten certainly knows how to pick them."
Leaning back on the couch, Ichigo let his breath be taken away when her mouth suddenly enveloped his shaft, taking him into her wet vacuum of an orifice. "Ah…" He put his hand on Yoruichi's mother's mouth took him deep. The woman carried herself with the grace of an elegant swan yet she was showing the skills of a first-rate courtesan. The woman's head bobbed up and down while she sucked off her daughter's fiancé. She looked up at his panting expression and the sight of her golden eyes staring up at him while his cock plunged in and out of her mouth looked very reminiscent of Yoruichi when she first took Ichigo's virginity.
Part of Ichigo wanted to grip the woman by the back of her head and start skullfucking her but he wasn't sure if she was into that or if she'd take offense. He compromised a little by gently pushing her down more and more, feeling his cock hit the back of her throat and then some.
The Shihoin woman gagged as she stuffed her face with young cock. Her saliva dripped down onto her dark-skinned breasts, making them glisten as she massaged her tits with her hands. She found Ichigo's moaning and his gently pushing on the back of her head cute and could see why Yoruichi was so fond of the young man. Suppressing her gag reflex she continued taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth until her chin touched his balls. "Gckk!"
"Ngh!" Ichigo groaned as that tight wet vacuum consumed his manhood whole. He kept Yoruichi's mother down for a long few seconds before coming back up for air. "Sorry…" he mumbled when he saw her rub her sore throat.
"Think nothing of it, Ichigo. I quite like it when a man gets a little rough with me," she said back with a knowing smile. "Besides, this whole test is about how much you can handle, not how much I can handle," she reminded. Cupping her huge tits, she wedged Ichigo's clamhammer between them and started giving him a paizuri. "How do you like?"
"That's…so good!" panted Ichigo. Yoruichi's mother's breasts felt different than her daughters. They were bigger but softer. Already he felt like he was going to be cum just from her deepthroating but now the softness of her breasts pleasuring him was doing its best to push him past his breaking point. A hiss escaped his lips when the golden-eyed woman started licking his sensitive tip, licking up his pre-cum as it dribbled from his slit. Too late to stop himself and fight the surge, Ichigo tilted his head back and let loose. "I'm cumming!"
A hot geyser of cum erupted from the tip of the Substitute's shaft. The Shihoin mother sighed heavenly as her dark skin was painted white. She stuck out her tongue and caught a stray shot of Ichigo's thick essence, tasting it in her mouth and swallowing the thick treat. Once Ichigo's cum shower had abated, she pulled away from his shaft and groped her breasts, rubbing Ichigo's spunk into her skin like it was a lotion. Licking her cum-stained lips, Yoruichi's mother smiled at Ichigo. "You taste quite good, Ichigo. I'm impressed by how much you can release. Although…" She raised an eyebrow. "A little quick to cum, aren't we?"
"Sorry, it's been a little while since me and Yoruichi had sex since we were busy planning the weddings."
"Still, I have more hopes you can last a little longer. I don't please easily."
Deciding that the couch had seen enough action, the mother stood up and walked over to the bed, sitting down on its edge. "My turn, Ichigo. We Shihoin women are good with our mouths, as I'm sure you're well aware of by now. I'm curious if how good you are with yours."
Nodding, the young man got up off the couch and closed the gap between them. Kneeling down in front of Yoruichi's mother, the naked Ichigo ran his hands along her smooth, wide thighs. The mother cooed softly before put a hand on his head, guiding his face towards her muff. "Ohh…" A sigh left her lips when Ichigo's tongue met her wet folds. "Oh yes…ohhh…"
The warm damp heat of his fiancé's mother's pussy was delightful to his tongue. Her womanly scent combined with her taste to help Ichigo get into the swing of it. Continuing to rub her thighs sensually, Ichigo buried his face pussy. His nose was buried in her dark purple curls, hot breath hitting her clit. Shivers ran down the man's spine as her hand gently ran down the back of his head, goading him to eat her out further.
"Ahh…ah…hahhh…" Yoruichi's mother started panting from Ichigo's cunnilingus. Her breath hitched when a finger pumped into her cooch. "Oh yes…just like that…" Her legs spread wider and she leaned back. Keeping a hand on Ichigo's head, she raised her free hand and started groping her breast.
"Mmmmh!" Ichigo moaned into her cunt, sliding two fingers into her and scissoring them inside of her. The Subsitute searched for those special spots inside Yoruichi's mother that would get the biggest reaction out of her. He pulled his mouth away from her clit and smiled. "You like?" he teased just like she teased him.
"Ooooohhh don't stop, Ichigo." Her legs closed around his head, keeping him in place with her soft thighs. "Show me what you can do."
Ichigo obeyed. His tongue returned to the woman's hot folds, pumping his fingers in and out of her faster. Yoruichi's mother took her legs and put them on Ichigo's shoulders, crossing them and keeping him where she wanted him with his head around her crotch. "Ah…ah….ahhhhh…" Yoruichi's mother tilted her head back and let her voice grow louder. The room they were in was specially soundproofed for just such an occasion so she could cry out as lout as she want and nobody would hear her.
"Yes…yes…yes…" she continued saying over and over. Ichigo's free hand left her thigh to reach up and grab her breast, squeezing it gently. The cauldron of ecstasy inside of her started to boil over. "Ohhhh here it cums!" Throwing her head back, Yoruichi's mother gave a long soft moan before she felt her body tense. "Ahhhhhhh…" Unlike most women she climaxed more quietly, enjoying the surge of adrenaline and the sudden burst of ecstasy that coursed through her veins. The feeling blossoming inside of her made her mind turn to mush. With a lewd smile she climaxed. Her thighs squeezed Ichigo's head while she let him taste her juices, not letting go of him until the tide of pleasure inside of her died down.
Once Yoruichi's mother let go of Ichigo's head, he wiped his lips clean of her juices and stood back up. Arms wrapped around his neck and he was pulled into a deep kiss. The pair fell backwards onto the bed while they made out, Yoruichi's mother still tasting her love juices that were still fresh on Ichigo's tongue.
Grabbing the woman's legs, Ichigo pushed them back until her feet dangled in the air, surprising Ichigo with her flexibility. Calming his tense nerves, he aimed his manhood at the entrance to her honeypot and looked back up at Yoruichi's mother for a moment. "Ready?"
"Go ahead, Ichigo. Show me what you can do."
A gasp escaped her lips as Ichigo's cock slipped inside of her. Her body tensed in Ichigo's arms while he buried his manhood into her pussy, filling her up. As Ichigo pumped his hips gently back and forth, she threw her arms back over her head and moaned, feeling the young man on top of her bottom out of her pussy as she took almost all of Ichigo inside of her, taking him clear to the base.
"Ah! Ah! Ohhhh!" A new noise left her panting mouth every time Ichigo's cock reached the deepest part of her. "Yes! Atta boy! Fuck me!" She reached up and touched Ichigo's cheek, giving her daughter's boyfriend a smirk. "You don't need to be so gentle and slow. I'm a big girl and I want to see what you can do." She enticed him further by squeezing his thick girth with her womanly walls, enjoying the look on his face. "Go ahead and fuck me as hard as you can."
Given the go ahead to cut loose, Ichigo gave Yoruichi's mother a deep kiss before rearing his hips back. "MMMMH!" moaned the woman into Ichigo's lips when he slammed his cock into her hard. Ichigo decided that if Yoruichi's mother wanted it hard, then he would give it to her hard. Letting go of her legs, Ichigo pinned her to the bed with his heavy weight and started to pick up the pace. Focusing all of his herculean strength into his hips, his cock slid in and out of her dripping cunt like it was a meat piston.
"Ahh! Ohhh! Oh yeah! Hahhhhh!" moaned the woman beneath Ichigo, clinging to him while he made a mess of her pussy. She was thoroughly impressed by his size as it slid in and out of her cunt. He was reaching spots that very few men could reach inside of her. Arms and legs wrapped around the orange-haired Substitute, clutching him tightly while he pounded her into the bed. Her large breasts pressed against his hard chest while he lay on top of her, the pair continuing to exchange kisses while Ichigo pumped in and out of her.
The large four-poster bed started to shake as Ichigo got rougher and hard from Ichigo's quick pace. Hips smacking hips echoed throughout the room, mingling with the sounds of their moaning and Yoruichi's mother's cries of passion. Ichigo grunted while he fucked his fiance's mother as hard as he could. The feeling of the woman's walls surrounding him was similar yet so much different than her daughter's when Ichigo first lost his virginity. 'Wow! She's not as tight as her but…she feels so good!'
Their lips continued to kiss, their tongues meeting with equal passion. When they parted, Ichigo panted for breath as he continued to hold her. Already his balls were tightening up, signaling his impending release. "Where…where do you want me to cum?" he asked, cupping her tits with his rough hands.
Moaning with every thrust into her, Yoruichi's mother merely gave him the same cheeky smirk that Yoruichi would give him. "I want you to cum inside me. Don't worry, I'm well past the point where I can have kids!" she said, reassuring him. "Go ahead and empty your balls inside of me. I love it when a man creampies me!"
Determined not to be the first one to cum first though, Ichigo started to concentrate all of his might into his hips. The bed shook like it was experiencing an earthquake. Yoruichi's mother's face twisted with ecstasy as she was swiftly pushed over the edge by the rampant fucking. "Ah! Ahhh! Cumming!" she cried out at last, clutching her future son-in-law tightly.
With Yoruichi's mother climaxing beneath him, Ichigo could finally stop trying to hold back the pressure that had been rising within him. Pressing his lips against hers, Ichigo pushed as deep as he could go, the tip of his cock kissing the entrance to her womb before he finally let loose. "Mmmmmh!" the two moaned together while Ichigo gave Yoruichi's mother a heavenly creampie.
They remained like that for several moments, Ichigo's seed leaking out of the Shihoin matron's stuffed honeypot. As the tide of pleasure died down for both of them, Ichigo pulled out of Yoruichi's mother and rolled off of her, panting for breath. "That was…great…" he said, thinking his ordeal over.
Unfortuantely, he underestimated a mother's stamina.
"Oh? What made you think I was satisfied? Are you telling me that two small orgasms is all the great Ichigo Kurosaki could give me?"
Stroking Ichigo's cock back to life, Yoruichi's mother climbed on top of him while giving the man a questionable look. "Come on now. It'll take more than that to get my blessing. Come on. Show me what you got?"
As the woman climbed on top of Ichigo and lowered herself down onto him, Ichigo knew this was going to be a long day…
Several hours and many creampies later…
"Ah! Oh yes! Mmmmmh! Don't stop! Ohhhhhhhh!"
Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap! Fap!
Grunting while fighting off exhaustion, Ichigo gripped the woman's waist with his tightest grip while his cock slammed in and out of Yoruichi's mother from behind. Sweat rolled down his tired body. He didn't realize when he'd walked into the room with the buxom mom but Yoruichi's mother had almost limitless stamina. Not even Yoruichi had run him ragged like this.
His cock slid in and out of the dark-skinned woman's cunt, churning the hot man seed that had been repeatedly pumped into her. Ichigo had cum inside Yoruichi's mom so many times that her belly was starting to bloat.
They'd fucked for what felt like forever to the Substitute. Their rampant fucking had taken them from the bed to the floor to the couch to a chair and then back onto the bed again as they went from position to position. Ichigo had fucked her in at what this point felt like every angle he could, doing the mating press, letting her ride him cowgirl style, pounding her as they lay on their sides, etc. Despite being brought to climax again and again, Yoruichi's mother was insatiable. It felt like Ichigo's hips would give out before she admitted she was satisfied.
As Ichigo pressed his chest into her back, hands groping her swaying breasts, Yoruichi's mother let out a howl of ecstasy. "Ohhhhhh fuck!" She looked down and blushed at the sight of Ichigo's cock ramming in and out of her creampied womanhood. "Cumming! I'm cumming!"
The last of Ichigo's resistance became spent when he felt Yoruichi's mother tighten around him. Throwing his head back, Ichigo grunted just as his cock erupted inside of her one final time. "Cumming!" By this point, Ichigo felt like he'd empty every last drop of spunk he had in his balls, filling the woman's already filled womb. He pulled out and laid down on the bed, his chest heaving for breath and his body absolutely covered in a thick sheen of sweat. "I…can't go any more," he confessed. Fighting Aizen and Yhwach hadn't been this tiring.
Rolling onto her back, Yoruichi's mother looked down and stared in wonder at the cum that spilled out of her pussy. "Goodness gracious! How much can you cum? If I were a few centuries younger I'd be giving Yushiro and Yoruichi a new sibling!"
The pair were interrupted when the door opened up. Yoruichi leaned against the doorway and stared at the two on the bed. "Having fun, are we?" She closed the door behind her and walked over to the bed. She tossed her fiancé a robe before handing another to her mother. "I take it you approve of his sexual prowess in satisfying me, mother?" she asked with a curious expression, though whether she was irked or amused Ichigo couldn't tell due to how exhausted he was.
Sitting up, the naked mother quickly covered herself and beamed joyfully. "Satisfied and then some. Heh, are we sure he's a Substitute Soul Reaper or a breeding stud?"
Yoruichi huffed and crossed her arms. "I hope you know this is a one-time deal, mother. The only reason I agreed to this is because you kept saying you had to honor the old traditions before you could give your blessing."
"Aw, c'mon! It's been a long time since your father passed. A woman gets lonely, after all." She reached over and patted Ichigo's head. "Ichigo Kurosaki, you have my consent to wed my daughter. I've judged you're more than man enough for us Shihoin women." She stood up and yawned. "Now, if you both will excuse me, I need a bath. I feel like I'm going to need to soak for an hour before the feeling comes back to my hips," she giggled. "I'll get started on your wedding ceremony tomorrow."
The pair waited for the door closed behind Yoruichi's mother before they next spoke. "A little warning before you set me up with your horny mother?" coughed Ichigo, dressed in the robe and laying back down on the bed to rest.
"Oh please, don't act like you didn't enjoy it too," snickered Yoruichi. "Still, I apologize for putting you in such an uncomfortable situation. But she was insistent about following old traditions."
As his girlfriend sat down next to him, putting his head onto her soft lap, Ichigo looked up at her. "I hope our honeymoon isn't going to be intense as this…"
Yoruichi smiled down at him. "Don't worry. It won't be." Just when Ichigo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she gave a wicked smirk.
"It's going to be much more intense on our honeymoon."
The End