Warning: Lemon!

Chapter Nine

Hotel Hallway

Ichigo was in a pickle.

He crept down the hallway, the blood rushing to his face while his heart raced. His hands covered his manhood as he looked around, trying to find something to cover himself. Because Kukaku took his towel and he didn't have the foresight to bring clothes with him, he had nothing to cover himself.

"Dammit, Kukaku!" Ichigo cursed, hoping to find a rack of clothes somewhere. "Why'd you take my damn towel?"

Hearing noises, Ichigo ducked behind a corner and cursed as a couple passed him, wishing that he could make it to his room. He hadn't locked his room so if he could make it there without anyone seeing him he could finally get some pants on.

Those plans were dashed when a voice spoke directly behind him. "Ichigo, what are you doing here in the nude?"

Gasping, Ichigo whirled around and saw Nemu Kurotsuchi, clad in a one-piece swimsuit with a towel draped around her shoulders. The woman looked at him with curious eyes, though thankfully Ichigo didn't see the devious gleam he'd seen in so many of his friends. "Nemu, can I please borrow your towel?" he begged. "Kukaku took mine when I was in the sauna. I can't be seen here naked or my boss will be livid!"

Thankfully, Nemu wasn't as sadistic as her crazy father and relinquished her towel. "Here." She watched the boy as he wrapped it around his waist to cover his privates, breathing a sigh of relief. "If you need someplace to hide, you can stay in my room," she offered.

Sighing, Ichigo decided that Nemu's offer was too good to refuse. It'd been stupid of him to go from his room to the sauna in nothing but a towel, too lost in his need to relax. He didn't bring any clothes with him since it had been early in the morning and Ichigo only meant to spend a few minutes in it. He hadn't counted on meeting Kukaku in there and spending a lot more time inside the sauna fucking the woman. 'Dammit…' he facepalmed. 'I really did screw up, didn't I?' "Sure," he told the girl. "Let's go before someone sees me.

As it turned out, Nemu's hotel room was directly behind Ichigo's, her room kept on a separate floor from the others. Ichigo hurried into her room, the lieutenant closing it before her, the door locking with a click.

Nemu put a hand on his shoulder. "Please, make yourself comfortable, Ichigo."

"Nemu, do you have any clothes?" Ichigo asked, hopeful to get out of the situation he'd put himself in.

"I do, but I'm afraid that it'd be just as awkard if you were caught wearing women's clothing," Nemu pointed out, opening her travel bag and pulling out short-shorts and tank tops.

Ichigo deadpanned and sat on the bed. "You have a point…"

"Excuse me for a few minutes, Ichigo." Nemu headed for the bathroom. "I need to take a quick shower. Then we'll discuss how we to return you to your room."

The door to the bathroom closed behind Nemu, soon followed by the sound of the shower running. Glad that he'd ran into Nemu instead of Rukia or Unohana. As much as he enjoyed making the beast with two backs with them, he needed a break from fucking his friends, especially since he was still recovering from his steamy encounter with Kukaku. 'I am going to have words with her…' Ichigo thought to himself, fuming at the position that Kukaku had left him in.

While Nemu continued to take her shower, Ichigo looked around the room. It was the same as Unohana's and Isane's room. On the table was a small stack of books. Curious as to what the monotone woman reads, Ichigo stood up and walked over to the table. He picked up one of the books and took a look at the cover. His blood began to run south when he read the title: Bunnygirl Mating Season. And the picture of a woman in a playboy bunny outfit showing her ass made it pretty clear what this was: an erotic novel.

Picking up the other books, he saw that Nemu's reading material was all erotic novels. His manhood started to rise as his eyes went from one cover to the next, from Little Kitties and Huge Bones to The Slut and the Tentacles and Corruption of a Housewife.

As he was inspecting Family Bonding, he failed to notice the door to the shower open up, the slim girl wrapped in a black fluffy towel. "I see you found my books," she replied, making Ichigo almost jump out of his skin.

Putting the books back, Ichigo turned around and tried to maintain a straight face. "Nemu! I uh…why do you have so many…uh…books like these?" he asked awkwardly.

Nemu continued to keep a stoic face, the fact that Ichigo finding her dirty books not fazing her at all. "Those were loaned to me by Lieutenant Matsumoto," she explained.

"What are the odds?" Ichigo deadpanned.

Sitting on the bed, Nemu sat back and fiddled with her towel. "You see, Ichigo, when it was decided that the SWA would be vacationing here at the resort, I inquired about what to do for fun during a summer break and went to Lieutenant Matsumoto for advice."

Ichigo saw the way she was holding her towel and had a good idea where this was heading…

"And Rangiku told me that a summer vacation wouldn't be complete without having hardcore intercourse with another man. So she let me borrow her books to get a better picture after Master Mayuri refused to elaborate further on the topic."

"I can't imagine why…"

"So, Ichigo, I'd like to make an exchange," Nemu said plainly. In one motion she removed her towel, showing off her naked body to the teenager. "I'll fetch you clothes from your room if you'll give me a pleasurable experience like I want."

Mayuri really knew how to make a woman. Nemu was just as beautiful as her cohorts, her body thin and elegant. Ichigo had always noticed her long legs, courtesy of her short miniskirt. However, without any clothes on they seem to go on without end, leading to her pink womanhood, a trimmed patch of black hair crowning it. The woman sat back, her large, DD-cup melons jiggling as she observed the half-naked Ichigo.

Ichigo could merely chuckle. At this point, the sight of a woman offering herself to him was now a familiar one. And he'd be a fool to reject such a tempting offer, not when Nemu was so ready and willing. His answered her proposition by reaching for his towel and letting it fall to the floor, letting his hardening cock do the talking.

Nemu's stoic attitude began to slowly melt away as she stared at the boy. She might have been man-made but she was still a man-made woman. Her small tongue escaped her mouth to lick her soft lips, her legs slowly opening to give herself to the young man.

As Ichigo walked to the bed, Nemu crept back until she lay on the middle of it. The black-haired lieutenant embraced the masseur when he laid on top of her, wrapping her arms around his neck. Ichigo quickly bridged the gap between their faces and plants his lips on his to give her a sweet and tender kiss. Nemu deepened it, wanting to lose herself to like the characters to the books she'd read.

The couple rolled around on the bed while they made out. Nemu slipped her tongue into his mouth, licking the inside of his orifice while his hands cupped her tits. Ichigo swallowed her deep moan while he squeezed her firm breasts. Finely-trimmed nails dragged down Ichigo's back, her lower half raising up to rub her honeypot against Ichigo's manhood. Ichigo's thumbs circled the woman's pink nipples, getting them hard from his soft touch. While Nemu explored the curves of his back, he returned her deep kiss with another one, slipping his tongue into her mouth this time. Their bodies began to sensually grind together while they continued to roll around on the bed. Wrapping her lips around his pink organ, Nemu continued to hump her body into his. Shivers ran down her spine as Ichigo's hot cock brushed against her pink lips, so close to penetrating her.

Breaking for air, Ichigo got off of Nemu. The girl sat up and got off the bed, smiling seductively at the naked Ichigo, a sight that few, if any, had ever witnessed. The beautiful girl turned around when Ichigo sat on the edge of the bed and sat down on his lap. Putting her hands on his strong thighs, Nemu pressed her back into Ichigo's toned chest and started to grind her body into him again. She wedged Ichigo's manhood between her soft buns, enjoying the soft sigh that left him. Nemu could feel her womanhood become moist as she felt how hard and big Ichigo was, tilting her head back, her braid tickling Ichigo's side.

Once again, Ichigo's hands returned to her soft, firm tits. Cute moans came out of Nemu as he fondled the girl's breasts. He peppered her neck with light kisses while squeezing her firm funbags, sighing from how good her asscheeks felt around his cock. "Nemu…" he whispered softly before his hands began to explore the rest of her body. The girl turned her head and kissed him while his hands slid down her smooth stomach. Her grinding grew more intense as he felt up her soft thighs, teasing her by bringing his hands so close to her sensitive snatch but narrowly avoiding it.

Nemu loved Ichigo's teasing. He was acting like several of the men in her books, using her body for his own enjoyment. Nemu arched her back and raised her arms up, wrapping them around Ichigo's neck. "Ichigo…" she slurred, her body starting to shake as Ichigo returned to attacking her neck. Leaning forward, Nemu lifted her ass up and down, getting Ichigo off with her buns still wedged between them. Her plump cheeks began to jiggle as she sped up. Nemu's breathing began to quicken as she felt her pussy heat up with aching want. "Ah! Oh!" she panted, the need to lift her hips and spear her womanhood growing more and more.

Ichigo's balls started to swell, growing thick and heavy with cum. Sweat began to bead down his chest as his heart pounded in his chest, Ichigo leaned forward, groping Nemu's tits again while shifting his hips, the tip of his cock beginning to throb.

Nemu could tell Ichigo was close to orgasm and decided to up her game. She lifted her hips, Ichigo's cock sliding out of her asscrack and brought herself back down. Seating herself with Ichigo's cock in front of her pussy, she pressed her legs together, trapping Ichigo between her soft thighs. "Go ahead and cum, Ichigo," Nemu told the boy. "I want to watch you cum." The ache in her loins only grew as Ichigo's shaft rubbed her wet lips but she held off on the main act. Right now she wanted to watch a man climax before her very eyes.

Ichigo had never imagined a woman's thighs could feel so good. Unable to take it anymore, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed his face into her large braid, grunting into her dark hair before unloaded all over her lap. "Ahhh…" he moaned as his cock erupted.

"Oooooh…" Nemu moaned as she watched Ichigo cum all over her hips, the boy's seed staining her soft skin. Getting off of the panting Ichigo, she grabbed a towel and wiped her legs clean. "Ichigo," she started as she turned around. "I'd like to-"

But apparently she overlooked Ichigo's boundless stamina or his awakened libido. Taking her into his arms, Ichigo silenced her with another deep kiss. Gripping her hips, Ichigo lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. Nemu gave a slight "Oof!" when Ichigo pressed her into the wall behind them but was too lost in the feel of Ichigo's lips, his cock's tip touching her weeping flower. "Ichigo…" she moaned lewdly, her hands running through his hair. "Put it in me. I want you inside me…"

With a sharp thrust, Ichigo gave her what she wanted. Both Soul Reapers gave a sharp cry as Ichigo entered her. Nemu's eyes widened as her pussy was stretched around the invading member. Rangiku had loaned her a few toys to play with herself but this was a completely new experience. Her pussy stretched around him, her arms and legs tightening her grip.

Ichigo didn't waste any time, slowly pulling out and pushing back into her cunt. Nemu's breasts pushed into his chest while he continued to piston into her. Ichigo's hands kept a firm grip on her soft ass, his fingers digging into her meaty cheeks while keeping her pinned to the wall.

Nemu's mind was quickly going blank. As Ichigo began to quicken his pace, Nemu's dark eyes began to glaze over. "Ah! Oh my! You're so big!" she panted, their intimate position letting Ichigo hit the back of her pussy. "So deep!"

Pulling her away from the wall, Ichigo brought her over to the table. When Ichigo laid her on the wooden surface she pushed her smutty books to the floor. Putting Nemu's slender legs on his shoulders, Ichigo started to fuck her harder and faster. The teen panted as his cock entered and left the woman's wet cunt, her greedy hole sucking him back in every time he pulled past her soft folds. "You're tight!" Ichigo panted.

"You feel so good!" Nemu groaned. Her hands gripped the sides of the table. Its wooden legs began to scrape the floor as Ichigo plowed her fertile depths. Her breasts started bouncing wildly, making Ichigo stare lustfully at her splendid melons. "Ah! Yes!" Nemu moaned when Ichigo grasped her tits, squeezing them with his expert hands. "Squeeze my breasts harder!" She hissed when Ichigo pinched her nipples and pulled on her tits, her whole body shaking.

With Ichigo hitting all of her sweet spots, the lieutenant squeezed her eyes shut and threw her head back, her pussy tightening around her friend's cock before she felt the damn inside her burst. "Cumming! Oh fuck I'm cumming!" she shouted.

Leaning forward, Ichigo sucked on her tender breasts while the lieutenant climaxed, his hips giving small thrusts despite the tight hold Nemu had on him. As Nemu went limp, letting go of the table's edges, Ichigo pulled out and wiped his brow. However, apparently Nemu had as much endurance as he did because she immediately sat up and reached for his slickened cock. "I'm not satisfied yet, Ichigo," she told him. "I want to feel you cum inside me."

"Are you sure?" The thought of Mayuri getting angry for knocking up Nemu and the thought wasn't a pleasant one.

"Please rest assured. Rangiku gave me the pill. I took it before I went to the pool," she explained. "I had hoped to entice a man while I was there. When I didn't find a suitable partner I came back to my room and ran into you."

"Convenient."

Picking up the sweaty Nemu, Ichigo carried her back over to the bed. Nemu got onto her hand and knees and pointed her ass at Ichigo, smiling as his hands palmed her round ass. She cried out again as Ichigo reentered her pussy, pounding her doggy-style.

Ichigo couldn't believe how tight Nemu still was. He wondered if it was because she was artificially made but found that it didn't matter. Nemu's pussy was amazing and he was going to enjoy every second of it. His strong hips slammed into Nemu's phat ass, making her cheeks ripple with his rapid thrusts.

"Yes! Oh! Ohhhh!" Nemu moaned in a lewd voice that was almost foreign to Ichigo. "My pussy! My pussy feels so good! I love it!"

Turned on by Nemu's horny attitude, Ichigo grabbed the girl's black braid and pulled on it. Halting his hips, Ichigo let Nemu slam herself onto his cock by pulling on her braid, guiding her in and out of his cock. "Ahhh…"Letting go of her braid, Ichigo leaned down and pressed himself against her. His heavy weight and ramming cock caused Nemu's arms to give out, forcing her down onto the bed.

"Mmmmmmh!" Nemu moaned through clenched teeth. She clutched the bedsheets tightly, her lower half beginning to melt from the heat coursing through her loins. "More! Fuck me more!" she pleaded. Her nipples dug into the sheets, making her chest burn with lustful fire.

As his body began to stick to Nemu's, Ichigo reached down between Nemu's legs and rubbed her sensitive jewel. His tender ministrations were rewarded with more moans and a sudden tightening of her pussy, wrapping his cock with her soft walls. Ichigo hissed as the sensitive tip of his manhood touched her cervix, Nemu's womb preparing itself to be filled with baby patter. His balls beginning to swell again, Ichigo thrust into Nemu's cunt as hard as he could, treating her like the bitch she wanted to be. "I'm gonna explode!" he grunted into her ear.

"Cum inside!" Nemu cried out, bucking into Ichigo's thrusts. "Mmmmh! I want to feel your cum inside me!"

With a loud grunt, Ichigo buried his face in Nemu's hair again and blew his load inside her. Nemu cooed as her insides were filled with white spunk, her womb pumped with hot cum. "Ahhhh…" Ichigo sighed as he unloaded his balls inside the woman.

Pulling out of Nemu, Ichigo rolled over and panted for breath. 'I only wanted to try out the sauna. Today has been a little too eventful…' he thought before Nemu sidled up next to him. "Man, between this and the sauna, I must reek of sweat."

"You may use my shower if you want," Nemu offered. "Afterwards I'll go to your room and fetch you your clothes."

Nodding, Ichigo got up and headed for the shower. Stepping inside, he turned it on and let the cold water cool him down. Not a minute after he started did the shower curtain get pulled back and Nemu slipped inside. "Nemu? I thought-"

"When you're finished with the shower," Nemu slyly said, wrapping her arms around him, "I'll get your clothes."

Ichigo ended up taking a longer shower than he thought…

To be continued