Yeah, I've actually had this one stored away for a while. It was made as a gift to my friends, inspired by a pretty steamy picture of Yang and Raven. If you know the one I'm talking about, you know where to look.
Also, I feel I should mention there's a chance for some action, where you'll find he has several new spirit powers since this will be a version of him that never lost them, but don'r get your hopes up. It's just a small possibility that seemed worth mentioning.
So yeah! Second upload on the same day!
Sometime during the Vytal Festival
Beacon Academy, Team RWBY Dormitory
The young couple burst through the door into the room, a passionate lip-lock between them as they stumbled over to Yang's bed. Her plump breasts rose and fell, their faces flush as they pulled away from each other, and looked adoringly into one another's eyes.
"I missed you." He breathed out huskily. He let let his hands thread through her long, untamed hair. He was the only one ever allowed to do this, and he did not take such a privilege lightly.
Yang laughed breathlessly. "Then show me, big boy~." She guided him over to the lower bunk as he sat down. She followed by straddling and pulling him in for another deep kiss. She could feel his thick erection wedged between her cheeks as she let their tongues drape around each other, and let out a gasp as he ground it into her. She pulled away again, glancing behind her to see the bulbous head straining out from his pants behind her. Her eyes widened in shock at the thick appendage that could have been part of an arm. "Wow." She looked at him, dead serious. "You could have told me you had a third fist!" Her expression became full-on lustful. "We could have sparred so much sooner~."
The Reaper-slash-hunter chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest. "That's not a bad idea." He let his eyelids drop halfway. "We could've tried a new kind of arm-wrestling."
He really couldn't stand those puns, even when she told them, but the laughter out of her lips made it totally worth it.
She let her focus fall back on him, voice low and husky as she cupped his face. "... Nothing stopping us now. Why Wait?"
She pushed him down, a hungry grin on her face as she tore off his shirt- almost literally torn- and let her gaze wander over his rippling 8-pack abs. Sweat from today's physical trials glistened and traveled down the ridges of his muscles, and she didn't mind pretending to pant like a dog at the sight, a humorous display of her approval. Her calloused hands smoothly traveled up his stomach, appreciating the steel-corded muscles under his tan skin, and dipping her fingers into the ridges between his abs, while he continued to run his fingers through her hair.
She always figured he was muscular, even for a Huntsman in training (she'd mentally undressed him persistently), but nothing compared to their special little moments together, where she's got to see it, where she splayed her fingers across his divinely forged torso, that really made her feel alive. They'd had heavy petting sessions in the past, moments to relieve the sexual tension between them until they were truly ready, but it never got old. This time was different though. They were ready. She moved her grasp up to his pecs, and jokingly gave them a squeeze. "Got some tits of your own, I see."
Okay, that one was actually funny. "Nothing to be proud of. They still don't compare to yours."
"Damn right." She squeezed again. "I like 'em anyway." She bent down again, letting her tongue loll out to lick his abs. She planted small kisses and licks all over his torso, as he moaned quite at the attention. She stuck her tongue in between the space between abs, and dragged it all the way up to his pecs. Her hands moved up to squeeze his biceps as she licked her lips appreciatively, rubbing her breasts into his chest.
Deciding she had appreciated his muscles enough (for now), she moved down to his pants and...
Suddenly, a small vortex of red and black miasma appeared over the door to the room, and Raven Branwen, mask, sword and all.
"Mom?!" Yang gaped for a moment, before she was angry. "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"I knew I should have taken you with me, Yang." Raven removed her mask, her beautiful face marred into a look ofstark disappointment. "All this time with Tai has left you soft." She let her crimson pits roam over to Ichigo, who did not flinch under her gaze ... Perhaps he was not as pathetic as others. "And now I see you have finally found a mate, and only now are you finally making proper use of him. Do you even know what you're doing?"
Yang didn't falter. "It's none of your business! Now get out of here before I fuck you up for ruining the mood!"
"'The mood'?" The voluptuous rogue raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "Girl, if you can't maintain heated passion regardless of disturbance, you'll have a sad sex life."
"Don't lecture me!" The blonde bombshell snapped. "You don't get to just pop into my life and tell me how to live it! Get! Out!"
Raven ignored her spawn, in favor of letting her gaze wander to the boy, noticing mighty muscle stuffed into a lean frame. Her gaze lingered on his bulge, which somehow hadn't gone down. "Well, at least you have good taste." He was strong, in more ways than one, it was clear. He was so much bigger than Tai. And he was a warrior, unlike the pretenders at this ... school. "And yet you've barely gotten started with him." A young man as fertile as him would've been wasted on her daughter! She had to have him! Now! She sashayed towards him. "It's clear I will have to test him myself."
At that, Yang's eyes went from amethyst to crimson, and the floor has her boot prints in it as she stomped towards her. "Okay, that's it! I'm giving you one last chance to fuck off before I do what I've been waiting to do for years!" Behind her, Ichigo tensed up. He'd left his weapon in his own room, so he only had his hand-to-hand skills. It didn't help that his cock still throbbed, somehow harder than before at Raven's declaration. She was drop dead gorgeous, something Yang was clearly the spitting image of, save for eye and hair color. Her colossal tits were hugged tightly in her clothes, and he could see the definition of her thick thighs beneath her criminally short skirt. She possessed a more experienced aura that demanded absolute obedience, and the way her eyes roamed over him as though he was a feast for her alone left him feeling like he would blow it without a touch.
Raven caught the way the young man's gaze roamed over her body, and smirked, getting a wicked idea. "I'll tell you what, Yang. Since I'm feeling something vaguely comparable to pride, I'll make you a deal."
Yang's flames dimmed for a moment, as she cocked an eye in interest.
"If 'you're' man here can satisfy us both, I'll let you keep him. Otherwise ... he comes with me. I'll make him a far more exceptional mate than if he were left with you."
Now, any rational person would have screeched something discordant, resembling "fuck no," and contacted the authorities, her fellow hunters, or the staff who were veteran hunters to chase this sociopathic woman off. But this was Yang Xiao Long. She was reckless, had a sense of humor only she was amused by, took on killers for fun, and above all else, hated her mother to unprecedented standards. And now she was presented with an opportunity to get her to intrude less?
"Your on."
And that was how Ichigo found himself on Yang's bunk, moved from on top of Blake's, moved so his head pressed against the wall.
"No throwing your head back." Raven said matter-of-factly. "I want you to see everything that happens."
Yang knew she had to make the first move. Quickly, but not hastily, she threw off her jacket, pulled down her skirt, removed her flats, and flung her top off, letting her full round tits flail out.
Oh.
No underwear.
Ichigo let himself scan Yang, from her huge firm breasts which stood high and pert, to her flat stomach, covered by her own set of solid, angry abs. Her arms, too, bulged with the slightest flex as she placed her hands on her hips, and he admired her wide hips and strong, hefty thighs as he saw the barest hint of her rear from the front. As he'd expected from her, she had a blonde patch of curls covering the view of her golden entrance.
Raven scoffed, before taking her sword out, and in a blur, her clothes fell in tatters around her. Her own mammoth mammaries gave a hearty bounce as they sprang free from their cloth confines. The woman had a body that looked like it had been carved out of marble. Her arms were thin, only slightly more so than Yang's, but no less firm. Her nipples stood at attention, and her titanic bust didn't sag in the slightest. He should at least treat to focus on more of her, but really, he could only stare in awe of her giant tits, feeling himself pulse like a jackhammer. How were they so perky when they had to be so heavy?
Not wasting time, Yang strutted forward to make the first move to pick up where she left off. She dropped down and came face to face with the ridiculous bulge in between his legs. The poor thing looked like it was trying to break out. She pulled his pants and boxers down, and his dick smacked her in the face.
She gawked openly at it. She had felt it through cloth, and ground against it, but ... God, how did she never notice?
Her boyfriends cock was massive! His testicles pulsed and his length wobbled back in forth trying to stay up straight. It had to be as thick as her own muscled arm - She held her arm next to it... it was! - and was somehow longer. Her forearm was about Thirteen inches long, and it stood even about that by ... "Jeez Ichigo, F-fifteen inches? I guess now we know the reason for your name's third meaning." (1) She laughed, hoping she didn't sound nervous. Holy shit, that thing was going inside her. She pulled his pants off of him completely with his shoes.
Raven rolled her eyes behind them, and tossed her hair causing her tits to jiggle.
That being said, never let it be said that Yang knew all that well the typical measurements. If she had really been a more devoted mathematician, she'd know it wasn't as big as she thought; it was bigger. But she'd find that out the hard way.
Putting on a seductive smile, and managing to ignore Raven, she pulled her plump breasts apart and wrapped them around the head of his thick cock. The reaper could only moan as his cock was smothering in the plush embrace of Yang's surprisingly soft tits. He tried not to squirm too much as he let the warm embrace of her valley consume his mind, her breasts beginning to shift down, travelling to the base of his length. They were there for a moment, letting his throbbing balls rest on her underboobs, before she moved upwards, her pace having suddenly quickened, as the pulsing veins of his cock throbbed harder at the special attention.
Yang grinned at Ichigo over her tits as she worked her girls up and down, gradually going faster with each shift up and down. "You like my titties?" She took gratification in the breathless look on his face. "Say it, baby. You know you like my titties." She really hoped so. His cock was so big, she was struggling to wrap them around his lead-pipe cock. Traveling up and down them was a journey, and she could feel her tits starting to get sore.
"I...," He had no reason to deny her. Why not let her know just how much he loved all of her. He looked her dead in the eye, his brown orbs smoldering. His hands went up to her tits squeezing them tighter around his shaft. No reason to leave her to do all the work. "I love your titties, Yang." His voice was low and husky, as he began to jerk his hips up into her awaiting cleavage. "You know I just want by cock buried in those luscious tits." He'd never paid as much attention to the sexual side of relationships as other teens, but he figured Yang would be the type who appreciated dirty talk.
"And you're gonna get it too." She held nothing back, shifting her bountiful tits up his big, hard cock like she would've get another chance while his hips thrashed madly in a change to up the euphoria. "God, your cock is so huge! I'm gonna make sure it gets the treatment it deserves." Her head rolled back as she let the warmth of this fat dick overtake her mind.
Ichigo couldn't help but remember they weren't the only ones here, letting his eye wander over to Raven. He was met with the delightful sight of her still buck-naked, with her arms crossed under her bust, her huge nipples just begging to be sucked on. Jesus, he hoped Yang didn't figure out why he suddenly started pounding her tits harder.
Ichigo felt a familiar pulse in his nuts, a sign that he was nearing his limit. "Gonna cum." He breathed out. "Gonna come all over you."
"Cover my tits!" Yang all but ordered. "Paint me with your thick cum, motherfucker!" That may or may not have been a pun. Let's not look too deep into it.
She got her wish: with a final mighty thrust of his hips, Ichigo's jizz sprayed in a fountain all over Yang, who released a hold on her twins to take a step back and bathe in his white, creamy substance. The orgasm lasted for several seconds before Ichigo let his hips drop and he panted heavily as cum continue to roll down his dick. His erection did not waver.
"Amateur work." Raven walked over to them, apparently deciding it was her turn. Wierd, even contending with her daughter, she felt like lecturing her. "You didn't lubricate his cock first. The friction made it harder to enjoy to the fullest, and the pace of your tits hardly picked up the pace through the whole thing." She turned her attention to him. Her tone of voice addressing him was completely unlike what he'd been expecting from her, especially with the very little that Yang had been willow to tell him,.and what he'd seen just now. "Don't worry, stud. You'll get treatment from a real woman~." She took his still-sensitive member in a feather-light grasp, drawing a gasp from his throat. Her eyes scanned over his spunk-covered cock. "~I've never see one so big before~." Her next move surprised him; taking the head of his cock in between her full lips, and suddenly gave the base a light squeeze. He could through his head back, still, so he was witness to everything as Raven smoothly took the first three inches into her mouth without a single choke. Her hands were at work right away, stroking his length up and downstairs in a double handjob. Her fingers brushed up against the more pronounced veins on his length as she continued to suck his cock. He could feel precum drip from his head, only to immediately get slurped down into her steaming orifice. And she didn't stop there. Ichigo was fully lucid, even in the haze of nirvana-inducing pleasure, as the infamous Raven Branwen continued to take more and more of his enormous cock down her throat, with no audible choking noises. And then she slid down until she had taken him the base, and then managed to choke a bit. It was over too soon though, for as soon as she had reached the base, she release his cock with an audible *pop*.
"~There~." She licked her lips. "~Now we're ready~." This was how you got a titfuck. She would have him, and she wouldn't even have to go all the way. Not that that would stop her. She held them up, her hands almost disappearing into the doughy underboob flesh, as if offering them. "You want these, don't you?"
Ichigo was compelled to reply. "Y-yes."
Raven did not have any hesitation. "You want to fuck my tits, don't you boy?"
"I ... I really want them. To fuck them until my cock is numb." He really did. I mean, who could blame him?
"You want these more than anything else right now?" Just a little push...
"Yes ...!"
"Even my daughter's?"
"..."
"... Hmm. Still indecisive. I suppose I'll just have to show you what they're like."
She lifted her tits higher than any push-up bra, positioned them over the head of his slicked, throbbing length, and lowered them around it. This was it. This was nirvana. His maddeningly hard, pulsating cock was nearly swallowed by her bouncing bodacious bosoms!
She wrapped an arm around her bust, squeezing them on his shaft. Her copious tits spilled out of her firm, toned arms as she shifted them up and down on his writhing cock, practically begging to be crushed under the weight of this bra-busting, pillow-plush, man-milking mammaries!
This time, Ichigo wasted no time in jerking his hips up and down
"Oooh. It's so hot~." Raven cooed as Ichigo's head poked out from her cavernous cleavage every time her breasts shifted downwards. "You're cock is so long. Finally, a man's length truly worthy of my tits. You're going to get exactly the titfuck you deserve. And more, once you're mine."
Yang's was more than a little jealous, the way her mother seemed to be holding her man in the palm of her tits! It was infuriating! She bent over her mother, breasts dangling as she tried to get closer to him. "Mine felt good, right?" Yang urged, chafing at the sight of her boyfriend moaning with his cock wedge between her estranged mother's tits.
Raven wasn't having it. "But mine feel amazing~" She crooned. She planted a French kiss on the head as it poked out of her tight titty-tunnel. She took the head of his prick past her lips, and proceeded to suck while her titanic titans were at work. A particularly sharp buck from her newest toy sent it a little deeper in than she was ready for at first. She quickly met it with her head bobbed back and forth, letting her tongue run over the part of his cock her mouth was afforded.
Ichigo couldn't take it. He simply could not handle it. An experienced, mature woman was giving him a godly titjob and sucking as much of his cock as was left. As he came with a loud cry, drool leaking out of the corners of his mouth, he knew it was all he could do.
Yang had had more than enough of this bullshit. It was time for the main event. "That's it!" She barked, getting both people's attention as she stomped over to him, semblance activating prematurely as small flames burst out from her. Ichigo immediately knew that her strengths just shot up - including in her hips- and there was only one thing that could come of such a thing: pelvis-crushing animal passions. She mounted him in a single smooth motion, and with a full slam of her hips, Ichigo found his entire length slamming into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh, fuck!"
Her life of arduous training had long since torn her hymen. It didn't make taking his size any easier. She could feel it stretch her out thickness-wise, and it's length absolutely stuffed her. The tight cords of her abs clenched as hard as her teeth as she began to work her hips up and down on not-so-little Ichigo.
This was so much better than getting eaten out. So, so much. His cock filled her pussy out so much better than his tongue could ever hope to live up to. The small, bumpy pink organ had felt hot against her slit, and slithered delightfully into her pink caverns when he was eating her out. That didn't compare to this. She didn't know if anything less than his cock would ever do it for her ever again. Her eyes rolled up into her head. If his tongue felt hot, his cock was a volcano ready to erupt.
She wasn't the only one. Ichigo gasped as her powerful thrusts slammed her mighty hips that would have absolutely crushed any other man. Instinctively l, he activated his blut vene, allowing him to think just straight enough that he was aware of this mind-numbing pleasure. He was just sitting there! He had to act! He grabbed ahold of her hips, adding on to the immense sexual force as she slammed down onto his cock with strength several times that of the mightiest of mortals. Neither of them even paid any attention as the bed beneath them collapsed under their unbelievable sexual power. The wooden legs never stood a chance as they snapped in half and splintered all over the floor.
The bodacious blonde pulled him in for a searing kiss as he thrust into her, biting down in her fury; at her mom(?); for showing up uninvited and making her man hungry for her; her man, for not even trying to resist; and herself, for letting herself be involved in this fucking insanity. Every single one of those thoughts made her angrier and caused her to thrust down onto Ichigo's cock as she finally pulled away from the kiss, a saliva strin connecting them, and turned to her mother's with righteous fury while her fist was still around Ichigo's neck.
"This is my cock! You understand me?" She turned to look at him, and looked her dead in the eye. "Mine!" The message was clear. This was a mating process solely for them. This third party was only her by her permission, and he was not to forget that. G-spot strike. "Ohhhh fuck!" She could feel her maidemaiden womb stretch out as her durability took on a test unlike any other.
Ichigo stood up from the bed, Yang still riding hard and fast, and then stood up to fuck her deep. His hands moved to cup her ass as she bounced up and down, suspended by his cock. This was his own response to her firm declaration. This was total devotion to her, in the act of mating. Her full bust bounced in his face as he struck her in a place only a man could reach.
Were his thrusts actually getting harder, or was that her mind going blank?
He pulled his face out of her tits to lock eyes with her with that stupid adorable caring look. "You're so tight. Just for me. I love you so much!" Oum, how was he making his romantic shit sound like dirty talk?
She pulled him into another kiss before putting his head back in her tits where it belonged. "Goddamn it! If you love me so much then shut up and don't stop fucking me!"
Raven, who was waiting for her turn, was rubbing herself to the sight of her daughter's crushing fuck. She was finally getting serious about it, using her strength to fuck a man who could take her full strength. She let one hand come up from her sopping cavern to grasp at her wobbling wiggly tit, pulling at one of her thick nipples to try and stimulate herself until it was her time. Now that she thought about it, Yang's thrusts were... She was starting to feel a bit intimidated. The raw power would snap a man in half like a twig! And her mate was taking it head on, cock enduring and all! She grit her teeth as the squished her boob harder, and sent her fingers knuckle deep. She'd just have to out-experience them.
The pair of them still deep in each other as they continued their carryfuck. "Uhhhh! Oh!" Yang continued to moan like a bitch as her lover sank into her cunt over and over, without a single sign of slowing down. "Oh fuck, you're cock is so fucking fat! I don't care if she wants it! I'm never letting her take it!"
And neither would he. It was a good thing her semblance activated. The pure power of this fucking was something he doubted would be matched by any thing else. An appropriately powerful pulse ran through his length as he rammed into her like a beast. "Oh fuck, Yang!" He moaned, clenching his eyes shut. "I think I might cum soon!"
"Inside me!" She demanded, her ass jiggling. "Paint my insides! Fill my cunt passed the brim! I'll take a pill later! Just make it clear to this bitch you're mine, or I'm never getting off this cock!"
A few thrusts later, and a screech from Yang confirmed a hearty orgasm, with just half a second for Ichigo to register the clenching of her cunt muscles before every pleasurable sensation he had felt exploded from inside him as he came with a groan. Even as their orgasms subsided, he thrust into her several more times before allowing himself to slump back onto the bed. Well, most of himself.
Yang was on the ground, breasts heaving and tongue lolled out as she took deep breaths to steady herself from her mind-blowing first time. Her legs quivered slightly as she let her hands drift to her cunt, which was running like a faucet as it leaked juices, both hers and his.
Drawing from his vast energy reserves, Ichigo was quickly breathing, standing on both legs, eyes closed and throbbing cock at the ready. Yang stared at his horsedick and remembered she had to let her bitch mom go next and prove who it belonged to. It was the only thing keeping her from pouncing right there and then. That, and she was still just a little bit winded.
Raven grit her teeth as she let her horny mind race for a way to prove she could satisfy him better. No matter, it was her turn to-
In a blur of movement, Raven Brain suddenly found herself on her back, hands above her head in a hand that held strength that exceeded hers by a margin that shouldn't have been possible. She looked up to see Ichigo's eyes l, now opened, were a pitch black with sclera of a predatory yellow were glaring at her with a monstrous grin while his other hand was at work, three fingers into her slit.
"Too slow, little blackbird." His voice had become warped and sinister, and she could not listen to anything else as he spoke. "Your little girl stomped over too slow for my taste, but at least she was decisive. You didn't even know what you were going to do except move in on a cock you barely earned. Now just sit tight and stay on the ground like a good little piece of prey."
Raven's typical rants of righteous fury were cut all too short and replaced by a howl of pleasure as the changed boy all but chomped on her right breast, slathering her nipple with his suddenly much slimier tongue. His free hand moved out of her cunt and moved to grope her free breast. It proved a satisfying endeavor, if fruitless, as Raven's knocker spilled out from his hand, far too much fatty breast to be contained by even his powerful palm.
Raven squirmed in his grasp as this boy - no, this man- pinned her with what seemed to be a fraction of his truest effort! She was completely unused to this role. So it's no way she answered it with:
"G-get off, brat, and-"
His titty-gripping hand released it's grip and came down hard on her ass.
"Getting off is exactly what we're gonna do." He replied cheekily. He gripped his cock and placed its head teasingly at her velvety caves, forcing a teased whine out of her unaccompanied by and further noises as she bit down on her lip in a desperation move. Placing his free hand on the ground, Ichigo pulled his hips back and thrusted straight into Raven's core.
Words failed Raven spectacularly as the first inch practically set her pussy on fire, the bulbous head practically molten against her puffy lips. The first three inches of cock were when she really began to stretch. The rest was lost to her as the young death god's burly cock stretched her wider open than she had ever been in her life and his balls rested against her ass, her lust bursting into flames of satisfaction. She almost came right then and there.
"Ggguuuuuhhhh!" Her tongue lolled out of her as Ichigo's beast of a dick entered her. Clearly, it had been longer than she'd thought.
And for those of you wondering whether I mean the time since her last good fuck or the length of this young man's cock, yes.
She got no reprieve as Ichigo full length immediately slid out of her, and remained as such for a few moments. Raven squirmed some more and whined again at the emptiness, before Ichigo quickened impaled her again, apparently satisfied with that much. Not very sadistic, in the opinion of the last coherent part of her mind. Not nearly as much as the way his dick immediately botomed her out and stretched her womb to it's limits.
The stud showed no mercy as he continued to ram into Raven's starved cunt with enough force to shove a truck and at the pace of a jackhammer. With every hard fuck he molded her further into his own shape, ruining her for any man who would prove lesser. And he was a young man yet! With time he would grow and improve, and then even this would eventually seem to be little more than a distant, but pleasurable, memory. These were the thoughts that overtook Raven's mind as mind-numbing pleasure overtook her, brought to her. Him, a young man who, within the same hour, had supposedly been a virgin barely touched, and was now pistoning away at her grown pussy, with seemingly nothing but his pure instincts. She was closer to the truth than she realized. Ever since Ichigo had made peace with the real Zangetsu, he had learned how to merge consciousnesses with him in moments calling for pure instinct. Now was obviously such a time, when he found himself needing to dive into a lush, MILF cunt and dominate it, to keep from being captured, and sexed on someone else's terms.
Nearby, Yang was close to use her whole damned hand to rub at her cunt, juices dripping and her tongue still hanging from her grinning mouth at the sight of her lover taking her mother in a violent, almost hateful manner. Her cheeks flushed, she continued to rub herself as she began to drive her fourth finger into her hungry snatch. Her chest heaved with her erratic breaths, her second hand to squeeze her round breast, moaning at the substitution of true pleasure.
Over with the pair, Ichigo had let go of Raven's hands, no longer finding it necessary. He found his judgement hold true, as the only harm she did him was as she clawed onto him for dear life between howls of pleasure, her bountiful bust rubbing against his pecs, the clap of her jiggling ass cheeks as Ichigo's cock drove deep into the deepest part of her cavern.
He's ... stretching my womb out! She barely registered the strike on her G-spot as Ichigo's mighty fucking sent her eyes rolling back, and she began to pant like a bitch, tongue hanging and all. At this rate I could get pregnant again! I need to remember my contraceptives as soon as I get back to the camp! Her thoughts were few and fading otherwise. She could only feel the thick, iron-hard cock mold her cunt for itself; the warm churn of his heavy balls, loads of cum ready to dump at the body's first order. Her large titties pressed almost flat against his iron torso, her nips rubbing as though their friction could start a fire. This was mating, pure and simple, and right now she belonged to this male.
The pleasure was all she knew, and it was that of her brand new stud. She had to have him! Even if it meant she looked desperate! She would look back on these thoughts and realize how desperate she was, that the pleasure was just that much for her ever handle.
Ichigo let the sweat roll don't his back, as he let his hans travel to her tits. He lifted them upwards and moved them in circles while still maintaining enough focus to ram into her with full force, he looked back at his girlfriend, grinning at the sight of her trying to plant her fist into her caverns, only getting her knuckles in. She looks over to him, in time to see him lick his lips and wink at her, his other eyebrow raised. The sight and connotations of which caused the lust-addled girl to jerk, and suddenly gasp at successfully fisting hero for the first time. Internally chuckling to himself, he continued to slam his hips into the moaning Raven Branwen, who was now letting the noises leave her smooth lips freely and shamelessly.
Ichigo suddenly felt the same feeling as before, his cock pulsing,.prodded him to speed up. "Yang," he called over to the blonde buxom tank, managing to get her attention which she was halfway through fisting herself. "I'm about to cum. Where should I do it on her?"
Yang managed to become coherent enough to hear a fire in her voice, he could hear her shuffle over to him, and he felt her firm mounds pressed into his back, as she whispered her desires huskily into his ear. "Cum inside her." Yang demanded, a fire in her eyes. "Show her what I'm getting for the rest of my days, right before you cut her off from it." The idea, and her boobs on his back, drove Ichigo to pump into her faster, ready to spray paint her insides white. Eventually, the dizzying pressure had built up to its peak, and he couldn't hold out anymore, and he came.
And Ichigo came hard, with what could have very well been a roar. He blasted Raven's vulnerable womb with his latest batch of spunk, giving the ravenett a steaming hit creampie. Yang moaned as she squirted all over the carpet floor, managing to push herself to a sustaining orgasm as her body spasmed in ecstasy. Raven cooed as her hole was plugged with thick, chunky man-seed. Ichigo release his grip on her as his arms turned to jelly and he fell onto, planted face first into her ripe, sweaty tits. The three of them panting in orgasmic bliss.
Raven lay there, Ichigo slumped on top of her while Yang panted from her own spot on the floor. Ichigo found the strength to sit up straight, and Raven managed to prop herself up onto her elbows.
"Not bad," she tried to demean him, she really did, but she couldn't stop what she truly thought, not even her pride could manage it, ", young man. I like what you could do with a little more ... experience."
"Who said we were done?" He lifted her off the ground.
She managed a shaky grin. "I like that even more."
"Whoa Whoa Whoa!" Yang cut in. "It's my turn now! She got her round!"
Hours Later
The three of them lay there, panting and covered in one another. Ichigo's sclera had returned to normal after a while, his instincts having played their part.
"Well," Raven tried to sit up straight, look dignified, "that was more fun than I've had in a long time." She turned to face them directly, smirking as she believed herself to know the victor. "Come along, now, young man. I think we all know you like my pussy more than-"
"Wrong."
"...Excuse me?"
Ichigo sat up straight himself, wincing at every spike of pain in his hips and nether parts. He reached out for Yang and cradled her nude upper body in his sweaty arms. "Yang was phenomenal. After she fucked angry, I couldn't feel anything else. You lost."
Yang broke out of her fuck-stupor to grin smugly At her mother, even sticking her tongue out for a moment.
"I think you should go now." Ichigo said crisply. The two of them stared intensely at the nude, powerful, and apparently out-fucked Raven Branwen.
Raven grit her teeth and stood up, wobbling with her worn-out holes. "Don't think this will be the last time I come, Yang!" Raven promised, though it fell flat as she shuddered as she stood. "The next time, you and your... mate will be mine!" She was confident. He had been talking to her tits the end time. There wasn't a doubt in her mind he wanted as much of her as he could get. She'd cum again alright. This wasn't over.
And so, Raven Branwen limped through a portal completely nude, and covered in a man's fluids.
Yang almost seemed thoughtful. "You know..."
"You know...?" Ichigo parroted.
"I'm thinking... the next time I see her ... might not be as totally awful."
He sighed. "Only you, Yang."
(1) Fun Fact: The kanji for Ichigo's name has three meanings:
The first is strawberry, which is why people use that insult on him.
The second is where "Ichi" means "one" while "go" means "protect," this is the one people know him by, and it i the name he defines his life by.
The last one, which I am referencing, is where "ichi" still means one, and "go" translates to "five." These kanji coming together translate to "fifteen." It's actually the reason he wears shirts with the number 15 on them from time, and has it on his bedroom door.