It's difficult to pair Mashiro up with anyone besides Kensei. She doesn't get much characterization, and unlike most of the goofy characters in the series there's nothing to suggest that she isn't as stupid as she acts.
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"I want you to do it in my butt, Berry-tan.~" Mashiro sang, wagging her naked rear in front of Ichigo.
"O-oh. Are you sure?" Ichigo asked. He had never given much thought to anal before, but watching Mashiro's shaking rump it was rapidly becoming an appealing idea.
"Don't worry. It'll feel really good for both of us." Mashiro said, giving him a wink.
"Oh-okay." Ichigo said. He slowly reached out his arms, settling his hands on both of Mashiro's cheeks. He gave each a light squeeze, in awe of how firm her backside was. He began to slide his hands all across her flesh, taking the time to appreciate her ass.
Mashiro chewed her lower lip in pleasure, loving how entranced Ichigo was. The boys had always loved her ass.
Ichigo began to feel her more roughly, massaging every inch of her large rear. Ichigo didn't really keep a mental catalogue of asses, but if he did he'd have to conclude that this was the finest ass he had ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes (and hands) on.
"Are you going to put it in, or just grope my ass all night, Ichi?" Mashiro said teasingly. As much as she loved the attention, she didn't want him to get too distracted from the main event.
"Oh. Right." Ichigo said, shaking himself out of his ass-induced haze. He took hold of his dick and lined it up with her back entrance. He very slowly wedged his manhood inside of her. Mashiro tensed up slightly, causing Ichigo to hesitate for a second before continuing. He was worried about hurting her, but he trusted Mashiro to tell him if it became too much.
Finally, Ichigo was fully settled in. He couldn't believe how tight she was. As badly as he wanted to move, he held still so that Mashiro could properly adjust to the intrusion. After a minute, Mashiro backed her butt softly into Ichigo's pelvis, signaling to him that he could move.
Ichigo gritted his teeth to bare the pleasure. It felt way better than he had thought it would. As for Mashiro, once the burning subsided, she couldn't stop squealing at the feeling of Ichigo filling her. Now a slave to his ass-lust, Ichigo gave a hard smack to her right buttock, causing Mashiro to let out a yelp of pleasure. Ichigo would probably be later embarrassed at his loss of control, but it was just evidence of how passionate sex between them was.
Keeping his left hand on her waist, Ichigo leaned over and moved his right hand to her front so he could grip her chest. He pinched and pulled at her nipples, making sure to give each breast equal attention. It was times like these that Ichigo was glad Mashiro was shorter than average. It made it oh-so easy to feel all of her at once. Eventually, Ichigo moved his hand down to her drenched pussy, rubbing her g-spot. The dual stimulation made it impossible for Mashiro to hold back her orgasm. She came hard, screaming. It made her body feel even tighter around Ichigo, who gave a strangled cry as he filled Mashiro with his seed.
Ichigo could've sworn that he blacked out for a second, but when he came too he was still connected to Mashiro. He gently removed himself from Mashiro and laid down on his side. He wrapped his arms around Mashiro and pulled her close, her back pressed against his chest.
Once they were finished gasping for breath, Mashiro couldn't resist giving Ichigo one last tease. "Was my ass too much for you to handle, Ichi?" she said, smirking.
Normally Ichigo would've given her a retort, but he was too damned relaxed to care about banter. Instead he snorted, placed a final kiss on Mashiro's shoulder and closed his eyes, drifting off as the scent of Mashiro's hair filled his nostrils.
Mashiro smiled softly, and moved her hand to hold Ichigo's. She fell asleep quickly, his strong and warm body covering her like a blanket.
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Next chapter: Ichigo/Tia/Nel