Chapter 3: The three make their move
IchigoXOC(x3)

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!

That Evening….

Ichigo found himself standing outside a tiny cottage, rundown and desolate. "Where am I?" he muttered. "Another dream?" He looked around and called out. "Asuka! Ochiru! Aibara! Why am I here?"

He was cut off when he heard sobbing from inside the cottage. Walking through the opened door, he was shocked at the scene before him….

Asuka sobbed as she held an elderly man's hand, the older of the pair desperately taking breaths as he clung to life. "Daddy! Daddy, please!" Asuka sobbed, clutching her father's hand. Her body glowed gold, the same glow as the meteor from the previous dream but whatever it was Asuka was trying to do, it was obviously beyond her power to save her father's life. "Daddy, don't die!" She sobbed into his chest. Ichigo walked around to the other side of Asuka's father's deathbed and looked down at the girl with sad eyes, this scene bringing him a familiar feeling.

"A…su…ka…." Asuka's father gasped, running a wrinkled, old hand through Asuka's ebony hair. "Don't…cry…little…Asuka…." Asuka and Ichigo gasped as the light faded from the man's eyes, his hand slowly hitting the ground, the life drained from it.

Asuka sat up and stared, the tears falling from her face. "Daddy?" Asuka shook her father but there was only silence. Ichigo stared at the crying Soul Reaper with mournful eyes, wanting to say something to comfort her but knowing there was nothing he could do.

"Daddy…."

Before Ichigo could realize what was going on the scene changed and Asuka disappeared. Now he was staring at Aibara as she walked down the hallway. It was obvious as she walked outside that they were in the Soul Society, eyeing other Soul Reapers as they walked by. But as he walked alongside the blonde he noticed something about the way everyone was looking at Aibara.

They weren't just looking at her; they were glaring at the girl with scorn.

It was clear that Aibara could see the looks of hatred on everyone else and she seethed in anger, her eyes glowing gold in response. As she walked by a group of girls she noticed how all five of them suddenly stopped and stared at her. Seeing the stares made Aibara snap. "What?" she yelled, making them all take several steps back out of fear. "WHAT?!"

The smallest of the group cringed. "Please don't hurt us!" she begged, her eyes clenched shut. "We swear we didn't mean anything by it!" The other four girls followed suit, cowering before Aibara. Apparently it was a reaction that Aibara was used to because she just turned around, huffed loudly and stormed off, making Ichigo wonder what it was about Aibara that made them afraid of her….

The scene changed once more, Aibara's golden sunshine hair fading and becoming Ochiru's chestnut brown. Ichigo looked around and saw that he was in a room; presumably a captain's judging from the looks of things. Ochiru stood with her back to him, conversing with somebody who, coincidentally, had her back to Ochiru. Whoever it was wore a captain's haori but Ichigo couldn't tell who it was. Her image was murky and distorted, as if the memory itself didn't want Ichigo to know her.

"Mother, please!" Ochiru pleaded, stepping forward. "You've no idea what it's been like since that night! I…I don't know what I'm supposed to do with this." She held up her hands which glowed gold. "Please, tell me what to do."

Ochiru's mother shook her head, the scorn obvious in her voice. "You lack guidance for your powers? That didn't stop you earlier."

"I had no choice! I…you…" Ochiru hung her head in defeat. "Mother…I love you, please, help me…."

"I cannot help you. You should've come to me when you touched that meteor. Now, it's too late to help you. You're dismissed."

Ochiru's lip trembled as she stared at her mother. She reached out for her but then hung her head in defeat. "Yes, Captain…." Ichigo merely watched as Ochiru left the room before turning to her mother, wondering who'd be so cruel to their own daughter….

Ichigo's eyes snapped open and he sat up in his bed, panting. "Another dream…what are those three? And why are they all obsessed with me." Then he asked himself the most important question. "If they're behind the dreams, why are they showing me all this?"

Swinging his legs over his bed, Ichigo stood up and popped his bones back into place. "That does it. Time for some answers."

On his nightstand were his combat pass and his special cell phone that the captains had given him that allowed him to contact his Soul Reaper buddies whenever he wanted to. Picking up the phone, Ichigo hit speed-dial. A few minutes later, the person on the other end picked up.

"Ichigo?"

"Hey, Rukia. Is this a bad time?"

"No, I've no special duties right now. What's the problem?"

"I need you to see if there are any Soul Reapers missing from the Seireitei."

"Missing Soul Reapers? What is this about, Ichigo? Are you or the others in any danger?"

"No," Ichigo said, pretty sure that the three girls meant him no harm. "Just see if there were any Soul Reapers whose names are Asuka Tatsuhime, Ochiru Miyagi and Aibara Benihart."

"Hmmm…I'm not familiar with those names. I think that one of them sounds sort of familiar but I'll look through the archives and see what I dig up."

"Ok, let me know what you come up with. Later, Rukia." Ichigo hung up and picked up his combat pass, and pocketed it in his back pocket. "Alright, girls. It's time for some answers….

Several Minutes Later….
Aibara, Ochiru & Asuka's house

Ichigo walked up to the house, wondering exactly what was in store for him. "If they're behind the dreams, then they probably know I'm coming…." Walking up to the front door, Ichigo knocked. At first there was nothing so he knocked again. This time the door opened.

There stood Asuka, wiping the sleep from her eyes while standing there in her pajamas. "Ichigo?" she yawned. "Why're you here? I was having a nice sleep…" She failed to mention that it was a wet dream about him….

"I uh…" Ichigo scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "If you want I could come back later and-"

"It's alright…" Asuka took Ichigo's head and led him inside. "Ochiru and Aibara are out exploring the town so I'm here all by my lonesome." She sat down on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. "I know you've been having the dreams. That's why you're here, isn't it?"

Ichigo stared at the black-haired girl. "Who are you?"

"Asuka Tatsuhime. Don't you remember when I introduced myself, Ichigo?" Asuka giggled, laying back against the cushions. Ichigo couldn't help but start to sweat as he stared at the girl. Her pink pajama top was partially unbuttoned, her busty cleavage peeking through; the top itself was a size smaller than what was required for her melons, the pink fabric straining. Her pajama shorts revealed a lot more leg than her school uniform did, making Ichigo uncomfortable from her sex appeal. Even her bed-hair looked sexy as the morning sun shined down on her pretty face. "I'm a Soul Reaper, like you. As we showed you, there was an accident that made us…abnormal, even among Soul Reapers."

"The meteorite."

"Yes, it bestowed upon the three of us agelessness; along with other talents. Aibara and Ochiru struggled to find acceptance. I, on the other hand," Asuka looked away and a single tear fell down her face. "I struggled to control my new powers but I couldn't do anything useful with them."

Ichigo frowned. "That man in the rundown cabin…."

Asuka sat up and put a hand on Ichigo's shoulder. "Tell me, Ichigo. Did you think you were the only Soul Reaper/human hybrid?" she said smiling. Ichigo blinked and Asuka chuckled. "In a minute. Let me bring you something to eat first. I wouldn't want to be a bad hostess…." She got up and headed for the kitchen, grabbing a jug of her "special milk" and another tray of cookies….

Heading back to the living room, she handed Ichigo a glass and a plate, sitting down right next to him to where her legs touched his. The two ate in silence for a minute, Asuka and Ichigo eyeing each other intently, Asuka's eyes gleaming with intrigue and Ichigo's with confusion.

Once their bellies were full, Asuka continued. "My mother was the captain of Squad Five. I guess good men back then were hard to find. She was on a mission to seek out Vasto Lordes in the Human World, in feudal Edo, if my memory serves me right. Instead of Vasto Lorde she found something else…" her face turned happy as a tear rolled down her face. "My father. They couldn't marry, obviously. Marriage with a Soul Reaper and a Human was forbidden, but my mother managed to keep me hidden away. When I was of the age when I could handle my Soul Reaper powers she brought me to the Seireitei."

"Your mother didn't get in trouble?" Ichigo asked, feeling something stir inside him as he listened to her tale. Something about this girl drew him to her and he wanted to know more about her, to understand her better. "Are Soul Reaper/Human hybrids like us really forbidden?"

"Well…forbidden is a bit of a strong word. I think the proper term would be "frowned upon". However, the Soul Society was a bit harsher then it is today. But think of it like this, if they'd found you before Rukia stumbled into your house that night, I highly doubt they'd be as friendly. The mixture of our blood…can cause us to become more than they can handle. But like I said, my mother kept me hidden from the Head-Captain. You didn't know him like I did. The way he was back then, he'd have forced my mother to kill me with her own two hands."

Ichigo gulped. "Was he really like that? I mean, I knew he was a bit of a jerk but…."

"Yamamoto mellowed out in his old age after slaughtering the Quincies. He used to be a monster in human skin, believe me. But my mother managed to keep up the bluff that I was from the Rukon District. After the accident though, it didn't really matter… it wasn't like they could've done much to the three of us." She held up a hand which momentarily glowed gold before laying it onto Ichigo's, squeezing his hand. "I assume you remember the dream?"

"I did…I saw…you and your father…."

The happy look on Asuka's face melted away into sadness as her eyes watered. "Yes…when I was in the Seireitei, I had gained the Soul Reapers enhanced lifespan after several years but with the meteor's power I didn't age at all, I was cursed with eternal youth. But with all my power…I couldn't save my father…" Asuka burst into tears. "I tried so hard but…but I…"

Ichigo couldn't sit there while the girl cried her eyes out. "Here…" he said quietly as he hugged her, running a hand through her hair soothingly. "It's alright. I…I know how it feels…."

"I know…" Asuka said as she looked up, her face close to Ichigo's. She cupped his face with her warm, soft hands and smiled. "That's the reason I feel such a connection to you. It's not just that we're both hybrids. I see your pain and I can feel it…" she took Ichigo's hand and pressed it against her heart. "In here. I can sense your anguish." She leaned up until her lips grazed Ichigo's. "I want to end your pain, Ichigo. And I want you to end mine…."

Thanks to the assistance of Asuka's special milk and cookies, Ichigo's mind was already made up. Asuka mentally squealed as Ichigo wrapped her in his arms and kissed her, giving her his first kiss. Asuka pulled Ichigo on top of her as they laid together on the couch, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Ichigo moaned into Asuka's pink lips, tasting the milk on her tongue and became lost in a sea of lust. His hand slowly crept up her leg, feeling her soft, smooth skin.

Smirking at having been the first of the three to get with Ichigo, Asuka reached for her top and pulled it open, her buttons spilling out onto the floor. Ichigo did nothing but stare at her chest. Her breasts had to be the same size as Orihime's, with creamy white skin and hardened pink nipples. Asuka took his hands and pressed them against her busty chest. "Go ahead, Ichigo. I want you to feel every inch of me…" she purred into his ear. Ichigo kissed her again as he groped her, her tongue slipping into his mouth to mingle with his tongue. Meanwhile, while Ichigo's hands were busy with her chest, Asuka's hands slipped under his shirt to roam across his back.

Remembering what he saw in those movies that Keigo lent him (against his wishes, he told Rukia….) Ichigo began to kiss his way down Asuka's chest. The girl cooed in pleasure as Ichigo kissed her neck and worked his way down. Reaching her breasts, Ichigo stuck out his tongue and licked her hard, pink nipples. Asuka arched her back as Ichigo sucked on her tender breasts like a baby. 'Ohhh this feels so good!' Ichigo's hands left her breasts to slide beneath her back, making their way to her ass. "Oh, Ichigo…" she slurred as she ran her hands across Ichigo's back, her nails feeling like fire to the boy as they raked across his tanned skin. "Come here…" she said. Ichigo looked up as she beckoned. Crawling back up her sexy body Ichigo kissed her again, her leg coming into contact with something VERY hard in his pants. With surprising strength, she pushed Ichigo off of her, sitting up. Grabbing the boy's shirt she tugged it over his head and licked her lips when she got a good hard look at his toned body. "Ichigo, has anyone ever told you how hot you are?" she asked as she got up, fingering the hem to her pajama short-shorts and shrugging out of her opened pajama top.

Ichigo looked away, embarrassed. "No, not really?"

Asuka chuckled. "Don't be shy; let me show you how sexy I am." Ichigo's eyes followed her hands as they traveled up her smooth thighs to grip her pajama shorts and pulled them down. Ichigo could feel his face heat up as he stared at her naked lower half. Her pink pussy, wet from making out with Ichigo and crowned by a patch of black hair. Tracing her pink lips with a finger, Asuka cupped her breast with her free hand and smiled lovingly at Ichigo. The boy sat there in awe of the beautiful girl as she seductively walked over to him, getting down on her knees. "Ichigo, I want to see all of you," she whispered as she unzipped Ichigo's pants.

Every part of Ichigo's prudish brain screamed for him to stop her, to at least take things slower, but the look in her eyes squelched that voice. Her eyes were like mirrors and they showed the same pain Ichigo felt. Asuka tugged off his pants and tossed them to the other side of the room, his cock springing up at attention. "Ichigo…" Asuka purred as she gripped his shaft with both hands. Ichigo moaned as she slowly stroked him. Seeing Ichigo's flushed look made her grin. Standing up, Asuka straddled his lap and rubbed the head of Ichigo's cock against her wet lips. Readying herself, Asuka caressed Ichigo's face as she kissed him. "Ichigo… please fuck me."

Ichigo's hands went to her waist and slowly pulled her down onto his manhood. "A..su..ka…" Ichigo moaned as she swallowed inch after inch of his cock with her lower mouth. Asuka, haven't had a man in centuries, shook and clenched her teeth as Ichigo stretched her walls. By the time Asuka had reached the base she was sure that her pussy was completely full. Leaning onto Ichigo, Asuka pressed her breasts against him, pulling him in to a fervent kiss. Ichigo threw his head back as Asuka rolled her hips. "Fuck…Asuka…."

"Ichigo…" Asuka whispered as she lifted herself up, her breathing becoming ragged as she dropped her hips, spearing herself on Ichigo's cock. The living room was filled with the sounds of Asuka's ass slapping against Ichigo's thighs as well as their collective moans as Asuka bounced in Ichigo's lap. "Ah! Ah! Ichigo!" she moaned with every bounce. Ichigo himself buried his face in her breasts, feeling her tits smother him as they bounced. Asuka dug her nails into Ichigo's shoulders as she bounced wildly, treating Ichigo like her own bronco.

Lifting his head up, Ichigo looked into the emerald eyes of Asuka which glowed gold as she sped up her pace. "Asuka…" he muttered before Asuka mashed her lips against his, silencing him. "Mmmmmh!" His hands cupped her sexy ass and squeezed her bubbly cheeks, his fingers sinking into her soft skin.

As they broke away from the kiss Ichigo resumed attacking her breasts, sucking on one hard. Asuka threw her head back as she rolled her hips, feeling Ichigo slide deep inside her. "Ahhhhh!" she cried out as she arched her back. "Ichigo! I…" she opened her mouth and let out an endless moan. For so long she'd craved Ichigo and now her body was reacting all on its own, her hips moving beyond her control. Running her hands through his sweaty orange hair, she felt like she was going to go crazy as she rolled her hips one more time, Ichigo moaning into her boob. Feeling Ichigo rub against her G-spot along with feeling the tip touch the door to her womb pushed her over the edge. "Ichigo! ICHIGOOO!" she screamed, holding onto Ichigo like a life preserver as she came. Ichigo bit down on her breast as her hole tightened around his cock, his lap stained with her juices. Hearing Ichigo grunt beneath her, Asuka's eyes widened when she realized he was about to cum. While it would've thrilled her to have Ichigo cum inside her, she wanted it to be on Ichigo's terms, not hers and not in the heat of the moment.

Hopping off of Ichigo's lap, Asuka got down between Ichigo's legs and stroked his cock vigorously, licking the head like a lollipop. Ichigo threw his head back and laid back against the couch as he felt a hot sensation rush through his manhood. "Asuka! ASUKA!" he cried out as he came, his cock exploding into the ebony-haired girl's mouth. Asuka stuck out her tongue and caught every rope of white cum as it shot into her mouth, savoring the taste. Sitting back she swallowed and rubbed her aching pussy as she basked in the heat of Ichigo in her mouth. Ichigo merely lay back on the couch and panted, his first time with a girl having blown his mind.

Getting up, Asuka sat down next to Ichigo and laid her head on his shoulder, the boy instinctively wrapped an arm around her. "Teehee! That was so amazing…" Asuka purred as she traced invisible circles on Ichigo's chest. Looking up, she kissed Ichigo's cheek. "You really are something, Ichigo."

"Yeah, so are you," Ichigo panted as he cooled down. "Sorry, I just…kinda lost all control."

Smiling, Asuka ran a hand through his hair. "It's alright. I was a bit forward too." 'That and you were filled with my special milk….' "Aibara and Ochiru should be back any time now. It's probably best if you leave for a while so I can clean up the sofa." Seeing Ichigo's concerned face, Asuka patted his cheek. "Don't worry, Ichigo. I promise I'll fill you in on the rest of what you wanted to know later. But I think it'll look awkward for both of us if they catch us naked on the couch."

Nodding Ichigo got up and reached for his clothes. "You promise that you'll explain the rest later?"

Putting her pajama shorts back on, Asuka walked over to Ichigo and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Yes. I promise. And I also promise that the next time you're in trouble, I'll be there to help."

Nodding, Ichigo smiled and left, still a little confused and horny….

Later….
Karakura Park

"Ikumi!" Ichigo shouted into his cell phone, a sheet of paper in his hand; his new job. "Since when did you turn your job into an escort service?!" he hissed. "I didn't know we started being Eharmony!

"Hey, the job that was offered was that you take a girl out on a date to the park. She said that she's not used to dating and she knows you. Look for a girl with blonde hair; she said you'd know instantly." And with that, Ikumi hung up on her employee, leaving him in the middle of the empty park.

"Blonde hair? Does she mean-"

Hands came out of nowhere and covered his eyes. "Guess who!"

"Um…Aibara?"

A low chuckle came from behind him. "Aww! I guess I shouldn't have gave you so good a hint!" The blonde ex-Soul Reaper was wearing a pink shirt that strained against her busty chest and a matching miniskirt that left little to the imagination. "So, are you ready for our date?" she asked while taking hold of Ichigo's hand.

Ichigo scowled. "You went to all this trouble to set up a date with me?"

Aibara smiled as she began to pull Ichigo onto the park's walkway. "Well, this was the fastest way. I know that you're still a bit apprehensive of us and I wanted to get you alone with me so we could talk and spend some time together."

Ichigo walked alongside her in silence for a few minutes, feeling that same warm feeling he got from Asuka as she squeezed his hand gently. Breaking the silence, Ichigo spoke first. "Why are you three showing me those dreams?"

Aibara looked up at the sky for a moment before turning back to Ichigo. "To help you understand who we are. To let you know that we understand who YOU are. And to let you know more about us. We thought it'd be best to show you so that you could see that we have had similar experiences like you."

"Like you? What do you mean?"

"You remember my part of the dream last night?" Aibara asked, her eyes glowing gold momentarily. When Ichigo nodded, Aibara continued, "After the incident with the meteor, I… tried using my new powers to become a more prominent officer in Squad One. As you saw…it backfired entirely. Everyone became afraid of me, as if I was a monster who would burst out of my human skin any minute."

The two came to a blanket that Aibara had set up beforehand beneath a large tree. Ichigo and Aibara sat down, Ichigo noticing how closely she sat next to him….

"You know how that feels, don't you?" Aibara asked, putting her hand on Ichigo's shoulder. Ichigo thought about shrugging it off but…somehow he didn't really want to when he saw the understanding look in her eyes. "You felt the same fear when you were on the verge of succumbing to your hollow. You were afraid for everyone around you, and they in turn feared you."

Ichigo scowled. "Wait, nobody has ever been afraid of…of…" the words died when he remembered the look on Orihime's face when he fought Grimmjow and his tune changed and his face became crestfallen. "I…I think I do know what you're saying…."

Aibara laid her head on his shoulder and breathed into his neck, making a shiver run down his back. "I know how it feels, to feel like you're being consumed by your power, to be feared because of it." Her hand slid into Ichigo's and their fingers intertwined. "I wanted you to see that I know how you felt. It's a feeling that I've always carry with me."

Ichigo turned his head, only to blush when he saw how close his face is to hers. "How…did you cope?" The fear of his inner hollow was gone now; it had been taken away by Yhwach, but he wondered how she could deal with her strange powers.

Chuckling, Aibara merely smirked mysteriously. "In good time, I promise I'll tell you. But in the meantime…" she leaned forward until her lips grazed Ichigo's. "Why don't you show me that fire you showed Asuka this morning?"

Ichigo's face turned red. "You know?"

"Of course. You should probably shower after having sex, Ichigo. You smell of her." Ichigo's surprise was increased when Aibara kissed him, pushing her chest into his shoulder as her hand slipped under his shirt to touch him. "Also, I might have come home a little early and saw you two screwing on the couch," she said grinning when they parted. Without any further talk, Aibara pushed Ichigo on his back and straddled him, taking off her shirt.

Ichigo gasped when he saw her naked chest, the girl just as stacked as Asuka. He looked around and saw nobody around but that didn't make the fear of being caught any less prominent. "Aibara! What are you doing?" he hissed quietly.

Aibara's sapphire eyes stared down at him lustfully before she began to unclasp her skirt. "I know. Makes it all the more kinky, doesn't it? Doing this out in the open?" she asked smirking. Ichigo's blood became boiling hot when he saw that she wasn't wearing any bra or panties, the girl obviously knowing how this would play out beforehand. "Well, Ichigo? Don't I look good?" she asked as she began to unzip Ichigo's pants.

"Wait!" Ichigo said, looking around. Thanks to the lingering effects of Asuka's breakfast he was more than willing to give Aibara what she wanted. Even without the help of the special milk and cookies, he felt something for this girl, the same feeling he had for Asuka. Be that as it may, Ichigo was still uncomfortable to do this out in the open. "Isn't this a bit…too much?"

Aibara raised an eyebrow as she tugged off Ichigo's shirt before moving to take off his pants. "Ichigo, I'm nine hundred years old. Do you have any idea how boring missionary on a bed gets?" She leaned down and smiled at Ichigo. "Admit it, Ichigo. It's more fun like this, isn't it?" She pressed her lips against Ichigo's. To her delight, Ichigo responded by running a hand down her bare back, a deep shiver running down her spine as Ichigo began to cop a feel of her backside. "Mmmh…" she moaned into Ichigo's mouth.

Ichigo had no idea how this was happening to him twice in one day but he no longer cared, already losing himself to his unleashed lust. As his hands cupped her cheeks he began to grind against her body, his throbbing manhood rubbing against her stomach. Emboldened by her kiss and soft touches, Ichigo rolled over so that he was on top, traveling down her front to lavish her nipples with his tongue. The blonde moaned as Ichigo began to suckle her like a baby, her hips pushing her naked lower half against his body.

Looking around to make sure that nobody was nearby to see them, otherwise die of shame, Ichigo decided to go all the way. He'd had enough foreplay. Aibara saw the look in his eyes and grinned, rolling onto her front and getting on her hands and knees. Ichigo palmed her juicy ass before spreading her cheeks, lining up his cock to her entrance. Ichigo gave a low moan as he entered the blonde, Aibara giving a seductive sigh as Ichigo filled her, feeling her walls stretch around his impressive girth. "Mmmmh! So big, Ichigo…" she moaned.

Keeping his hands on her hips Ichigo began to slide in and out of the Ex-Soul Reaper's cunt, gasping as her walls continuously tightened around his manhood. "Fuck…You're so tight, Aibara." The open air was filled with the sound of his hips slapping against her bare ass as he moved in and out of her, his cock memorizing the feel of her damp walls.

"Mmmh…Ichigo…" Aibara moaned, pushing herself up. As their lower halves continued to connect, Aibara pressed her back against Ichigo's back and turned her head. "You're even better than I dreamed about, Ichigo," she cooed. Ichigo's response was a deep kiss, his hands leaving her waist to cup her bouncing breasts as their tongues intertwined.

Ichigo had to admit, the thrill of having sex with Aibara outdoors where they ran the risk of being seen was pretty kinky. He felt something that took dark satisfaction at the idea and it spurred him on. His hips moved with even more force and speed. "Aibara…" he whispered as their lips parted for air, only for Aibara to loop her hand around her and pull him into another heated kiss. Letting go of one of her breasts, Ichigo's hand traveled southward toward her smooth, toned belly, feeling her soft skin start to moisten with sweat.

"Go lower…" she whispered as the kiss broke again, her hands taking hold of Ichigo's and guiding it even southward while she bucked her hips in time with Ichigo's, feeling his cock go deeper and deeper into her. Aibara threw her head back and moaned as Ichigo's fingers rubbed against her clit, making sparks of pleasure course through her body. "AH! OH! ICHIGO!" she began to shout. Ichigo continuously looked around to make sure that nobody could hear them, but the more he thought about it the more it turned him on. Ichigo bit down on her neck, leaving a bitemark when he took his teeth away. "Oooh!" Aibara grinned at the act. "Dirty boy, marking your territory, I see?" she asked cheekily before gasping as Ichigo's fingers rubbed her clit even faster. "OH! Yes! Right there, Ichigo! RIGHT THERE!" she screamed, feeling Ichigo rub against her G-spot.

As Aibara's walls tightened around his shaft, Ichigo could feel his sensitive head bump agsint her cervix. "Aibara!" he grunted into the blonde's ear. "I'm gonna…cum!" He could feel his sac tighten and fighting off that rising tide within him was a losing battle.

"YES! YES! YESSS!" Aibara screamed at the top of her lungs as she came, the blanket beneath them becoming soaked. Just before Ichigo exploded inside her he pulled out of her and let loose on her ass and back, groaning into Aibara's blonde hair as he emptied himself all over her. "Wow…it's so hot…" Aibara moaned as she felt Ichigo spray his essence all over her backside. "Mmmmh!" she moaned while she slid two fingers into her cunt. Sighing in exhaustion, Ichigo sat back against the tree, Aibara crawling over to cuddle next to him.

The two lay there against the tree, the spring breeze cooling down their sweaty bodies. Laying her head on Ichigo's shoulder, Aibara traced a finger across his naked chest. "That was an amazing date, Ichigo. I'll be sure to contact your employer again sometime!" she giggled.

Ichigo would've said something had he not seen people in the distance. "Crap!" As quickly as he could he scrambled for his clothes. As he put his pants back on he saw Aibara just sitting there naked. "Aibara! What are you doing?! Get dressed!" he pleaded. He focused his eyes and saw who was heading their way. "Oh no…."

"Hi, Ichigo!" Yuzu said as she and Karin walked over to their big brother. "What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be at work?"

Aibara answered for Ichigo. "He is! I hired him to show me around town, that's all!" Ichigo's face turned pale as he turned around, only for a massive question mark to appear over his head when he saw that she was fully clothed. 'What the hell? Her clothes were in front of me? How did she get dressed so quickly?' Aibara walked over to the two Kurosaki twins. "I'm Aibara. I'm one of Ichigo's new classmates." She held out her hand, Yuzu and Karin quickly shaking it.

"You know Ichigo?" Karin asked, wondering if this was one of Ichigo's Soul Reaper buddies.

"Uh huh!" Aibara happily nodded. "But I really have to go. My friends and I take turns cooking dinner and it's my turn tonight." Turning around, Aibara walked back over to Ichigo. "Thanks for the date, Ichigo…" she whispered as she kissed his cheek. "I'll see you soon…."

Ichigo watched her leave with a blushing face before seeing the smiles on his sisters' faces. "What?"

"She hired you, you say?" Karin asked with her head cocked. "You didn't tell us you had hired a girlfriend…." Both Yuzu and Karin giggled.

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"

"Oh!" Yuzu suddenly remembered. "I almost forgot to tell you, Ichigo. Dad hired a new maid."

The substitute was confused. "A maid? Why? You do all the housework, Yuzu."

"Well, with me doing so much homework now and helping Dad out in his clinic, I've haven't been able to keep the house straight for a while. So Dad hired a maid."

"Really?" Both Yuzu and Karin nodded. "So who's the maid?"

20 Minutes Later….
Ichigo's house

"Hi, Ichigo!" Ochiru happily waved as she dusted a bookshelf. "Welcome home!"

Ichigo's jaw came close to hitting the floor. There stood Ochiru, wearing a French maid outfit. A very…skimpy French maid outfit at that. She wore black and white stockings that clung to her slender legs and black high heels. Her skirt showed off a lot more skin than necessary and her top pushed up her breasts. On her head was a maid's hat, the only normal sized accessory on her body. "What are you doing here? And why are you wearing that?"

"I'm a maid, silly!" Ochiru giggled. "As for what I'm doing here…I'm a maid!" she gestured to her new outfit. "We needed an inflow of cash to buy food and stuff and needed jobs. I drew the short straw so I decided to be a maid. I look good, right?" she asked while spinning around in her outfit. "One second. I'll be done with this and start cleaning your room. Yours is the only one I haven't cleaned yet."

Eyes narrowed, Ichigo cocked his head questioningly. "Why's my room last?"

Ochiru smiled. "Because, silly. You weren't home so I didn't want to intrude." She started up the stairs. "I'll be cleaning if you need me."

"How the hell did Yuzu and Karin say something about that skimpy outfit?" Scratching the back of his head he sighed before he caught a whiff of himself. "Wow, Aibara was right. I DO need a shower…."

10 minutes later….

Ichigo hopped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his damp body. "Ahhh…" he sighed, feeling refreshed. "I needed that." Walking to his room he opened the door…only to have his eyes but out of his head. "OCHIRU! WHAT THE HELL?"

Ochiru had her back to Ichigo. Or…to be more specific, she had her ass to Ichigo, bent over as she changed Ichigo's sheets. While the act itself wouldn't have bothered Ichigo much, the fact that he could see her skimpy panties from her raised skirt got his blood flowing again. "Ochiru!" he said turning his head as he tried to make sure that the tent in his towel was less obvious. "You aren't done?"

"No," she said matter-of-factly. "When's the last time you cleaned your room, Ichigo?" Ochiru said with all the tone of a scolding mother. Ichigo scratched the back of his head as she turned around and wagged a finger. "Now just sit tight and drink your tea." She pointed to the tray with a steaming cup of tea sitting on the dresser. "I'll be done once I finish your bed."

Sighing in defeat, Ichigo sat down and started to sip the hot tea. He had to admit, it was pretty sweet. As he watched Ochiru clean his room his mind turned to the dream he had last night. "Ochiru…what was that dream last night? Just what are you and the other two trying to show me? And why is it that you three are so fixated on me so much?" he asked, setting down the empty cup.

Ochiru smiled as she turned to face Ichigo, fluffing his pillow. "Didn't you ask Aibara and Asuka that before you had sex with them?"

Ichigo almost coughed up the tea. "Wait! How do you possibly know about that?"

"You mean besides the fact that your spiritual pressure has theirs mixed in?" Ochiru grinned. Sitting down on his bed, Ochiru stretched out her sore arms and sighed. "We showed you those memories to show you that you aren't the only person who has gone through harsh trials. We wanted to show you that as unique as you are, you can relate to someone else."

"So what exactly did I see last night? You were arguing with your…mother?" he asked, not sure if he remembered his dream right. "What exactly did you do that made her be so cold?"

Ochiru's face saddened. "Yes. That was my mother. She was always a cold, unforgiving woman. After I gained my new powers, I tried to keep them hidden from her and my squad. I…didn't know how she'd react to my new abilities." She took off her maid's hat and continued, looking at the floor saddened. "But still, I wanted to keep my friends safe, so I trained in secret. One day, when my mother was coldly reprimanding one of her subordinates, a friend of mine, I stepped in and tried to stop her. Things got…violent and I had no choice but to go all out. My mother and I leveled a lot of the Seireitei . Afterwards, I told my mother everything and she…well…you saw what happened. She disowned me as her daughter for keeping it from her…."

Ichigo got up and sat down next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You were trying to help your friend. There was nothing wrong with what you did. It's like…" he turned away as his memories reared their head. "It's like when I rescued Rukia."

"I know…" Ochiru said as she took Ichigo's hand in hers. "That's what I wanted to show you. That you aren't as alone as you think." She scooted closer and smiled, laying her head on his shoulder. "I'm glad I have somebody to relate to. I certainly couldn't do that with my mother."

"Wait, who are your parents?" Ichigo asked.

Ochiru shook her head. "Later. It's a story for another day." Ochiru and Ichigo continued to sit there on the bed and hold hands. Ichigo felt that part of him that was guarded against her start to relax. He was truly starting to believe that these girls really were trying to just be friends; sex notwithstanding.

As the two sat there, Ichigo could feel his body start to stir. Like with Asuka, Ochiru had added a little something special to her offering to Ichigo. She caressed Ichigo's cheek and turned his head. Ichigo did nothing to stop her as she pressed her lips against hers, his resistance to her charm melting. Ichigo wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly as he deepened the kiss. Ochiru ran her hands through Ichigo's hair as she added her tongue, a sticky strand of saliva connecting them when they parted. Ichigo's face was blushed as he looked at the beautiful brunette. "Ochiru…I…"

The wily brunette silenced him with a finger to his lips. "Not yet, Ichigo. I'm a maid, remember?" she said as she stood up, putting Ichigo's hands on her hips. "Which means that I work for you. So you can do whatever you want with me." Her smile turn devious as her eyes glowed gold. "And I mean anything. But now I have to get back to cleaning." Without any ceremony she got down on her knees between Ichigo's legs and undid the towel around Ichigo's waist. "I have to clean you, as well…" she said seductively.

Ichigo sat there on the bed, his hands going to Ochiru's head as she started to lick his cock clean. "Ahhhh…" he moaned. Ochiru would've smiled but her mouth was stuffed with cock. Placing a hand on Ichigo's chest, she pushed him so that he lay fully on the bed, her elegant hands rubbing his sides as she took his cock to the base. She hummed at the hot taste of Ichigo in her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth. The boy being given blissful head did nothing but moan as she sucked him off, her wet mouth feeling amazing to the boy.

Because of the fact that he'd already had hot sex twice in one day, Ichigo came a lot more quickly than usual. But Ochiru didn't mind. She knew about what Asuka and Aibara did but didn't care. She decided that Ichigo would get the best for last. The brunette purred as her mouth was filled with cum, gulping it down like it was her favorite treat. By the time she was done, Ichigo felt that he'd poured every last drop of cum out of his balls. "Mmmh! You're even more delicious than I thought!" she said grinning. Pulling Ichigo back up to sit at the edge of the bed, Ochiru leaned forward and purred into his ear. "Ichigo, remember, whatever you want me to do, I'll gladly allow. Like for instance…" she whispered as she took his hand and slipped it underneath her skirt to rub against her ass. "Would you like to give me a nice spanking, Ich-i-go?" she purred, sounding out his name in the most erotic sense.

His blood aflame from the tea and the blowjob, Ichigo had opened the door to the most devious and salacious part of his mind. Getting up, Ichigo took her by the hand guided her over to his desk, bending Ochiru over. Hiking up her skirt, Ichigo saw her black and white pantie-clad ass and the sight made his darkest nature come out.

Smack!

"Ooooh!" Ochiru moaned as Ichigo's hand came down on her bottom. The room became filled with the sound of Ochiru pleading for more punishment as Ichigo spanked her. As his hand touched her soft skin Ichigo felt a thrill in what he was doing, his bare cock twitching in anticipation at the thought of sticking it to this kinky girl.

Pulling Ochiru's panties down, Ichigo moved behind her. "Ochiru…" he whispered into her ear.

"Yesssss…" the maid slurred as Ichigo prodded her wet hole with his cock. "Take me, Ichigo. I want you so bad!"

A loud gasp escaped the kinky girl's lips as Ichigo pushed into her, the boy getting into the swing of things. His cock pumped into the girl's honeypot as hard as he could right from the get-go, his hands looping around her to grab at her breasts. "Ochiru!" he gasped repeatedely, as if her name had become his mantra as she squeezed him with her muscles.

"Oooh!" Ochiru gripped the table, her nails digging into the wooden edges as Ichigo fucked her as hard as he could. "You're so good! Punish me more!" she pleaded, loving how Ichigo was taking her hard and fast. It paid to be the last of the three to get with Ichigo, now that the boy had experience with a woman's body. "Yes! Yes!" she pleaded as Ichigo's hand retuned to smacking her ass. "Ichigo!"

Ichigo continued to fuck the brunette as hard as he could, Ochiru having to lean against the desk as her legs felt like jelly from Ichigo's constant thrusts. His head touched the back of her pussy but he still kept going, his heightened lust spurring him past his rationale.

"OH FUCK!" Ochiru screamed as Ichigo entered her womb. "AH! OH! ICHIGO!" she continuously screamed as the most private part of her womanhood was invaded. "So big!" The feel of his head pushing against her womb made Ochiru see white, her entire body seizing up for a massive orgasm. "Fuck me!" she screamed as she arched her back.

Ichigo felt her walls clamp around his cock and, his sensitive, overheated body already at its limit since Asuka and Aibara whittled him down. "Gonna cum!" he groaned into her ear as his arms wrapped around her. His sac tightened and he knew that he couldn't hold back, not when he felt her walls grip him erotically as she went through the throes of ecstasy. The girl sprayed her juices all over his lower half as he quickly pulled out of the girl, stroking his cock madly as the rush of heat flowed through him for the third time today.

Ochiru, recovering surprisingly fast for a girl who had one of the biggest orgasms in her life, turned around and gripped Ichigo's cock with her own hand, jerking him off along with him. The two locked eyes as Ichigo came, the girl kissing him as he covered her hand in his spunk. The two remained glued to each other's lips while their hands copped a feel of each other as they rode out the waves of ecstasy together.

When they pulled away for need of air, Ichigo collapsed into a chair, completely exhausted. Ochiru smiled as she wiped her hand clean with a rag, throwing it into the trashcan when she was done. Putting her panties back on, Ochiru walked over to Ichigo and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll be by in another couple of days to clean again. I'll see you tomorrow at school. Don't worry," she smiled kindly at the boy. "I promise that the next time we meet we'll talk a lot more about us."

"Okay," Ichigo said, feeling drained. "Just…could you try not to wear something that blatant?" he asked, his cheeks still pink as he stared at her sexy maid outfit. "My sisters do live here, you know?"

Giggling, Ochiru nodded. "I know. I just love this outfit so much it was hard to resist. Next time I'll wear whatever you want. And Ichigo…I mean anything." She winked at Ichigo before leaving. "Bye bye!"

As the door closed, Ichigo, tired and worn out from the constant sex, put on some sweatpants and collapsed onto his bed. "I hope they explain themselves more tomorrow. I still have no idea what it is they want from me other than to get laid…" he murmured before quickly falling asleep….

To be continued