Two smaller lemons in this chapter, one of them from third person as I experiment even more with differing styles.
Part one is Issei and Ruruka
Part Two is Ichigo and Koenko
Part Three is Issei and Momo
Enjoy
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Issei Hyoudou had a problem, Momo and Ruruko had invited him back to their hotel room to chill out and watch TV after the date. That had gone well, at first...when they got back, Momo had removed her outer garment, leaving her only in that skin tight tank top and short skirt. Ruruko was leaning against him and at some point during the several hours they were here her shorter skirt had ridden up so high that he could see her pink pantsu and if he tilted his head he had an amazing view down her shirt.
So his...problem had begun to wake up, hard and demanding and very obvious. He could not even hope that the dark would hide it because that just made devil eyesight better. The only thing going for him was that neither girl seemed to notice. At least that was what he told himself so he did not panic, it was just like his body to ruin a perfectly good thing like this. So like himself too..., the Tv turned off as both girls turned to look at him. His brain froze up and his instincts told him that perhaps if he held very still they would not see him.
That of course was stupid but his brain was currenly serveraly lacking its normal blood flow "Ugh" he said stupidly.
Momo's eyes drifted downward to his little soldier, standing as he was at full attention before looking over at ruruko and nodding. Issei closed his eyes as he waited for something to happen, a slap, a fist, laughter, something, anything bad. He knew this was too good to be true, he knew that he would mess this up he knew...It occurred to his blood starved brain that nothing seemed to be happening so he risked opening one way and at the sight it saw the other forced its way open so he could see what had to have been an illusion.
Momo's skin tight shirt lay on the bed, she had just unclasped her white bra and let it fall away leaving her Oppai open and free for anyone to see. They were huge, not at the level of Rias or Akeno but quite up there with the rest of both peerages. Her pale skin seemed to glow with the wan moonlight that streamed in, the pink areola was perfect with the hard nipple the crown of everything that was her Oppai. Even better both stood proud against the pull of gravity, rising and falling with her breath, jiggling from the slightest movement of her body. For a moment he was able to take in her smooth abodmon, the supple curves of her waist, the way her hair truly seemed to glow, and her bright turquoise eyes which seemed to simmer with heat. But her Oppai stole the show, he could take in all of her and yet it was the center of his attention.
"Well?" she asked with a coy smile "Do you like them?"
His head nodded all on its own, he barely dared to breath lest he break this amazing dream, all this was why he did not notice Ruruko making her own move until cold air caressed his dick. His eyes snapped down to look at her cute almost innocent face. Her brain hair done in perfect twin tales only served to make her cuter, her blue eyes shining with heat "Suprise" she whispered before bending her head down and wrapping her mouth around his cock.
Issei felt like he really should have died right there, a warm hand followed the motion wrapping around the base of his cock while Ruruko gently tended to the rest. Her tongue moving in slow exploratory motions, teasing every knock and cranny it could reach. It was only the fact that he was too stunned to do or say anything that he did not just cum right there.
Soft hands grasped his left arm and lifted it up and he felt like he was going to get whiplash with the way his neck snapped over to look back at Momo. His hand opened as she leaned forward and pressed one of her Oppai into it. As his hand squeezed down, taking in everything about it, the texture, the softness, the hard point of her nipple. It was everything he had ever dreamed of and more, Momo let out a soft moan as he just softly explored her. He felt like he was in a trance, as Ruruko began to bob up and down, gently sucking the small bit of liquid that escaped his cock.
His other hand came up to grab Momo's free boob just as the white haired girl leaned in for a kiss. Issei's world shrunk to the pupils of her turquoise eyes as he boldly forced her tongue into his mouth and he responded by picking up the pace of his fondling. His poor brain did not know what to do, the pleasure of the blowjob, the pleasure of the kiss, the euphoric sensation of naked oppai in his hands, free for him to do with as he pleased.
It was like everything had been jammed up, his body pulled three ways and tethering on the edge. Momo pulled back from the kiss and leaned just far enough that she was able to wrap her arms around his head and pull them down to her breasts. One hand let go at once as the perverted part of his mind screamed instructions. He latched onto her nipple a little like an infant while his other hand squeezed her flesh, touched and played with her hard nipple and hear….and really hear her moans of pleasure at what he was doing.
He could not see Ruruko right now but he could feel the way her small hand gently pumped the part of his cock that she hend in time with the slow bobbing of her mouth on the head of his dick. Her free hand moved down to very, very gently fondle his junk. The sensation was so unexpected that he lost his tenuous control over his poor body. His mouth occupied as it was could issue a warning as he came hard in Ruruko's mouth, shooting his seed hard enough that almost all of it hit the back of her throat.
There was a bit of coughing but again he could not see the result, it was an effort to pull away from the nipple he had latched onto, to force his head away and look down. The pawn looked satisfied with her efforts and was wiping some white off her lips, her blue eyes met his and she winked before reaching over to tap Momo.
The girl nodded and with coordinated effort they moved, Ruruko straddled his chest as they were face to face and he lost track of Momo as she moved behind the Pawn. Ruruko did not pull off her top, oh no she pulled it down. It took only a moment to realise that she was not wearing a bra and the knowledge sent slow but fresh life into his cock. The fabric of her top came to rest under her modest oppai, they were of a size that you could fit in her hand, with small cute areolas and nipples that demanded attention and worship. Her skin was more tan than Momo's, her cute smile of pure joy setting his racing heat even faster as his hands all on their own slipped around her small waist.
She looked him dead in the eye and leaned in for a kiss, seeming to hesitate at the last moment when he did not move. That got part of the perverted part of his brain yelling at him that she might think he would not kiss her because she blew him. That would not do and that would not be fair, so he for once in his life took the initiative and leaned into kiss her. Though he was more than willing to let her tongue guide him in what she wanted it to do. Out of sight he felt two soft hands begin to massage his wilted cock, helping it grow ever so slowly back into a full raging hardon.
The sension almost hurt, he felt so sensitive but it was never quite enough to be called pain, Ruruko pulled away from the kiss and arched her back presenting her Oppai to him. He let go of her waist, not daring to waste this opportunity. The moment his hands began to touch, fondly and grab she made sounds that were much louder than what Momo had done. Guess what they said about small Oppai was ture, the smaller ones were far more sensitive.
"This is a dream" he whispered "Its has to be, I'm not this lucky"
"Oh shut up" Ruroko gasped and pulled his head down so that he could try his mouth on her "Your here Issei, your with us, no one else, nothing else, we want you, we want you to want us, we are not going to hurt" her hands pressed against his cheeks tilting his head up enough so that he could see her eye but not enough that his mouth had to let go of his treat. "Believe us Issei, please"
Unbidden tears began to flood his eyes, things inside him he had pushed away, things he had been working on but never found the strength to confront. They welled up, in a tide of fear that somehow, did not seem so bad anymore. He let go of her boob with his mouth and buried his face in between her oppai. The tears falling down her chest like sweat, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him, even as Momo continued her steady efforts on his cock, her soft hands moving ever more gently as he cried. "Thank you" he managed to get out, the sound more than half sob "I believe you, I want to believe you and I do believe you but he looked up "I don't know how to pleasure you back, I don't know how to give back what you are giving me?:
The pawn laughed and kissed him again before saying "To the first part I am glad, to the second well you have two girls ready and willing to teach and experiment on that issue."
"Thank you" this time the words were almost in his normal voice.
"Now for something I think you will really like." Ruruko turned around, sliding down his chest a little so that her head could come to rest under his chin. Even as she did so, her hands pulled at his arms to make sure the hands latched onto her breasts. Which was amazing, but what was even more so that now he could see Momo. The girl had coaxed his cock back to full life and with a glace up to make sure he was looking. She lifted her large Oppai and set them to either side of his dick, trapping it in between them the tip just barely visible in mountains of pale flesh. It looked just like he had imagined, the act he had fantasized about a thousand times. It felt even better as Momo squeezed her massive breasts together in a vice of flesh that almost made him pass out.
Ruruko cried out as he remembered that his hands were still busy and were being a lot rougher than he intended. Her oppai turning pink at his attention, he relaxed his hands but that lasted about his long as it took for Momo to start moving her Oppai up and down pleasing the entire length of his dick in heat and slick flesh. At that moment Issei did not know why she was so slick but how in the world could he care. Boobs were fucking his cock, both of his hands were molesting the amazing Oppai of the girl sitting on his chest. His eyes could see it all, his ears could hear Ruruko's moans, could hear the sounds of Momo's moving breasts.
Then the bishop started squeezing tighter and moving her breasts faster, "I" he tried to say but he could not find the time to breathe "Momo!" the girl reacted to the word with a shiver of delight, bending her head so that as his cock head appeared once more in between her boobs she could lean down and kiss it. That was the last straw for him, once more his cock twitched, his balls tightened and jets of his seed shot out to cover Momo's face and breasts. All the energy seemed to drain out of him and if his panting was any indication his body must have thought he had run a marathon.
Ruruko sighed as his hand fell away and he just breathed, she leaned over and tossed Momo her shirt, which the girl used to wipe off her face and Oppai. "I think this night is going well" the Pawn murmured.
"I do too" Momo smiled up at Issei "How do you think we should get him hard again?" at the current moment that sounded like an impossibility to the poor boy."
"Well he did want to learn how to pleasure us" Ruruko seemed to blush and glow a little warmer on his skin "We could...give him a demonstration?"
Momo raised an eyebrow "You sure?"
Ruruko blushed even more "I mean, I don't mind um...do you?" It was Momo's turn to blush and though she did not answer she did stand up and move to lay down on the bed her and nodded. "Make sure to watch Issei, this should be a good guide to how and give us pleasure."
Issei's breath did stop as Ruruko slipped off the bed and unblocked her skirt to let it fall to the ground. Her adorable pink pantsu only remained on her body for a second longer as she bent over to pull them down revealing the cutest butt Issei had ever seen. When she turned around he got a full frontal view of her pussy for the first time. She was bare and smooth with a pronounced pubic mound, her lower lips a perfect line of perfection. The girl displayed herself proudly before walking over to Momo. Issei only just remembered how to breathe when the girl reached down and took hold of both Momo's skirt and panties pulling them off her body with an easy tug.
While he couldn't see much of her ass from her current position it looked plush and large, the kind that begged to be touched, though not as much as her amazing Oppai. She had a well kept triangle of white hair on her pubic mound, the lips of her vigina more open, inviting, pink flesh displayed, wet and ready for attention.
From the expression of Momo's face the question was clear, 'Are we really doing this?' The answer from Ruruko was to bury her face into her friend's crotch. Issei just about fainted as his cock began to twitch back to life even though the soreness. Momo almost howled at the sensation and with a desperate wave of her arms the air in the room began to shimmer. Then she did let lout her gasps, moans and whimpers. Issei just stared in awe as Ruroko's pink tongue teased, tasted and tested her friend's pussy. "H" he tried to say "Have you done this before?" He knew his voice was hopeful but that was only for a fantasy.
Just for a moment the pawn pulled back, her lips wet from Momo's juices "Nah, I just know what parts of my lady bits feel good and extrapolate from there." She might have sent something else but Momo shot up to a sitting position, grabbed her behind by the head and shoved her face into her crotch.
Issei's perverted mind won out and for the first time he took some initiative Momo barely noticed him move behind her but she did notice when he reached around and grabbed both of her Oppai. This time letting all restraint fall away, as he sank his hands into the soft flesh, pulled at her nipples with more than a little force. Momo was reduced to incoherent sounds and from this spot, looking over her shoulder he could see Ruruko work her tongue about a small nub near the top of the vagina. Swirling her tongue around it with a lazy ease. Whatever nerves she was hitting had Momo bucking in between them. Issei held on to her breasts not wanting to let go and thus forcing her to stay where she was. "Please" she begged "Please, I can't" Ruruko covered that sensitive part of her with her mouth just as Issei focused his full attention on her nipples.
The cry was loud, very loud as Momo went a little limp falling back against him as her friend pulled away from her crotch, face shining with her essence. Issei gently moved out of her way and laid her down where she panted her breasts giggling with every exhale. His attention was jerked away as a hand grasped onto his now fully hardened cock. "So Issei-kun" the pawn grinned "Was that helpful"
"Ugh ya?" he stammered as Ruruko crawled up to him and reached up to grip his head and pull him into a kiss. "Good" she whispered when they broke for air "Now lets do that again" she kissed him even harder and he could feel his cock rubbing against her abdomen. It made him want more, it was like all the ice inside him had melted at the two's attention. It was as if the image of Raynare in his head, faded and dusty from the help he had received, just burned away in the fire of pure passion.
Issei rode that high rolling over, placing Ruruko below him, looking down at her eager face, her wide eyes. Eyes that drifted down to his cock, hovering like a battering ram before her tight sex. He opened his mouth to ask but she beat him to the punch, reaching down to grab it and gently line it up with her most hidden place.
His mouth snapped shut, and his thoughts fled, slowly he began to push the tip of his dick into her pussy, the head parting the tight lips with ease. Warm wetness, tighter than anything his hand could have done. His eyes almost rolled in the back of his head at just an inch of him penetrating her tight depths. Part of him was surprised and relieved that as he pressed further in, there was not blood, no look of sharp pain on her face. Just her intense eyes, dilated with pleasure. It was all he could do not to come as his hips recessed into hers fully sheathing himself into her body.
Issei was breathing hard as they just held that position, his breaths coming in gasps, "Wow!" the girl whispered.
"You feel so good" Issei gasped "I can barely stand it"
"Issei" she whispered "Stop talking" her eyes glowed with sudden power "Do me"
With no idea of how to go except forward he called upon all his knowledge of hentai and pulled back, not fully out of her that would be much. Just a few inches back then a rough desperate thrust forward. "Fuck" he moaned at the thrill of that motion seeming to run through his whole body. Faster, he had to do that faster, and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh began to fill the room.
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Momo had turned her head to watch as Ruruko was claimed first, was it odd that she did not feel jealousy. Perhaps her friend had made her cum that emotion right out of her, what she watched though did turn her on. To see their bodies, shining with sweat as Issei gave her friend everything he had. There was no skill to it, but there was honesty there was effort, there was desire. It was that last part which made the scene right, the hungry look in his eyes as he clung to Ruruko as he pulled out and thrust forward, every motion drawing a cry from her friend. Still it was inevitable that the end would come. She saw his eyes grow wide and with an effort of will he pulled himself out of her just before several weak jets of semen splashed across Ruruko's lower belly.
It took her pleasure fogged her mind a few moments before she remembered they had not told him they were under the proper spells to prevent pregnancy. Then again getting this far with him, in this night had been a hope but a small one. The poor boy collapsed in between them murmuring sorry.
Momo shook her head as she forced her body to move, he down at his wilted dick then up at her in a panic, but she winked at him and moved over his body so that she could give her friend the extra push she needed.
It was not all that much, she lowered her face to the girl's bare pussy and used her tongue and mouth to stimulate her clit, not subtlety, not build up but given the girl had just gotten a pounding from their man, it was enough. Ruruko stiffened a whine of pleasure escaping her mouth as she thrashed for a moment latching onto Issei's arm squeezing tight.
Pulling back from her wok Momo moved to his other side, pulling his arm between her breasts, he would need a little time to recover but her turn would come soon enough.
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Naruki City Love Hotel
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It was the same well dressed man who met them at the front desk, though he gave Koneko a very uncomfortable look. But whatever he thought about it, that black credit card was enough for him to ignore any questions he had. Ichigo both appreciated and was somewhat disappointed by the action.
Like last time he let the girl decide which room they were going to use, and let it be a surprise, the elevator took them higher than last time though when it opened up after announcing the main floor was empty. He once again saw the various circular rooms spread out evenly over the open floor. At first he had questioned as to whether every floor of this building has different themed rooms but it did seem to be the case.
Koneko led him to one of the rooms pausing to peek inside and nodding, he followed her in and closed the door behind her. Only then pausing to take a look at what kind of fantasy Koneko had led them into. It took a moment to realise he was in a small hallway and Konko was stopping him from moving forward. "Wait right here" she commanded before slipping inside and vanishing behind the curtain.
Ichigo was content to wait for whatever surprise the neko had In store for them. After a moment when it became clear it would not be quick he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes letting his sense spread out. He found Koneko with ease and got the sense of mounting excitement from his girl. He was also able to tell that out of the twelve rooms on this floor eight were occupied by two or more people. From them he did not get the same empathic sense, guess that only applied to his bonds.
He focused for a moment on a slight spiritual disruption, it was not anything serious it happened all the time. But he was the kind of person to make sure that nothing was amiss. When nothing seemed to come of it, he let it fade as several minutes passed. Then he saw a pale hand slip through the curtain with a blindfold. She did not say anything and he did not ask, just putting it on and then touching her hand.
Koneko led him through the room and into another she let go and stepped out closing the door behind her "Get dressed" she said simply. Ichigo took off the blindfold and found himself in a rather….high class restroom. It had marble countertops, a western style toilet that looked large and comfortable. A walk in shower with multiple nozzles that hit you from different angles. Tile floors, high thread count towels with the symbol of the hotel embroidered in gold.
But what he suspected he was here to do was hanging on a hook for him. It was a western style business suit. Done in a dark navy blue with tie so blue it was close to purple. He took a moment to look it over. Now he had some guesses at the theme of this room. So with quick precise movements he stripped and folded his clothes leaving right next to where Koneko had evidently placed hers. The suit was loose and had some modifications to it. Ones that allowed the crotch of the wearer to be more easily accessible. The buttons of the suit jacket were high enough that you could splay the ends to either side with little effort.
The navy socks and hard looking shoes were next though it turned out to be a trick. The shoes were hard on the outside but full of cushion on the inside, comfortable if you were not going to walk much. Once he had everything on he took a look in the mirror and frowned as the messy haired boy looked back at him. He glanced around the room, found what he was looking for and used it on his hair.
That down he looked back in the mirror and saw the man whose hair was now smooth and slicked back….A look he would never in a million years actually use but for a night of fun, why not? Plus if Koneko did not like it they could just mess his hair up again, he could already feel it straining to go back to its normal shape. "Ready" he called out.
There was some footsteps "Ready"
With a long exhale he pushed the door open.
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Neither of the two lovers had noticed the black cat settling in on a comfortable nook above the glorified set piece. It was quite nice, for a love hotel. Yourichi could take it all in from her vantage, the pristine white floor, the modern looking desk, the fancy computer, the comfy office chair. There were two plants on either side of the room, and a window that looked out over Naruki City, it was a powerful view one that some would argue could be fit for a CEO.
The boy was an interesting lad, letting his girl choose the room and not even bothering to find out what it was. He seemed perfectly at ease with the idea of a surprise, had it been herself leading him to one of these places she wondered if he would be quite so happy to find himself tied up and helpless.
It was an effort not to laugh, which in her car form would come out as something between a meow and a hiss. Was she doing something wrong...oh yes, but did she care, not in the slightest.
When Ichigo stepped out into the room, she almost lost it, because while he looked good in a suit, his hair…. Oh gods his hair he...he slicked it back. It was all shiny and straight...oh her kingdom for a camera.
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"Well" Koneko asked "What do you think?"
He stared at her, taking in all the work that had gone into her outfit, the first was a pair of glasses that seemed just a hint too big for her face but not so much as to be distracting. Her hair was straight, pulled back and done up in an elegant bun that lent her appearance a serious demoner. She wore a navy blue jacket with a modest light blue shirt fully buttoned with a navy blue pencil skirt. Though it was way shorter than what a proper business skirt should have been, not that he minded. It gave him a great view of her slim legs, covered in a dark pantyhose with solid looking black shoes to top it all off.
"Sexy" he replied, licking his lips.
That got a smirk on her face but only for a moment. She pointed at the desk chair and he followed her direction, placing himself in the comfortable thing and looking down at his desk to find a paper on it. He frowned and pulled it a bit closer.
Business Schedule: Roalplay
Character 1: Ichigo Kurosaki
Playstyle: The bastard boss who can get away with what he likes and he knows it.
Character 2: Koneko Tenjou
Playstyle: Long suffering but submissive secretary.
Below it was a list of scenarios and he felt heat rise on his face as he read them "This is what you want?" he asked "You know we could do this with the roles reversed?"
Koneko glared at him and he held up his hands "I'm not judging, gods no, what I just read is really hot but." he lost track of what he wanted to say and Koneko's eyes softened. She just nodded her head once and he took that for what it was. "Ok, well lets get started then" He coughed into his hand, closed his eyes and summoned his inner asshole. It came to the surface a lot faster than he would have liked, the words of the roleplay coming to him easily. He had certainly changed, but as long as he kept in mind that this was all done in fun, and that he was not expected to be like this out of the bedroom he could live with it.
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Oh the two cuties were getting it on, both of them now fully focused on each other so Yourichi risked moving to a better spot. Enjoying the pure sense of wrongness about spying on her students' love life. She glided up to a better vantage point where she could crouch on top of some filing cabinets, her cat from was small, and her camouflage kido was good enough to make sure nothing was going to just glance over and see her. If they looked they would find her but that was part of the fun, even in this small cat she could feel her own arousal rising and licked her lips over her fangs in excitement, her tail curling under her body as she went very still.
Ichigo looked like he was trying to get into character, she wondered just what the little Neko had told him to be. Hopefully he would not screw it up "Ms Koneko" he said voice rather harsh, domineering even.
The Neko frowned and let out a small sigh "Yes sir?"
"You Are Late" he punciated each word "You know how we deal with tardiness do you not."
"The men get away with it and the women get spanked." the girl deadpanned.
Ichigo lost composure for a moment looking back to the sheet "How much of an asshole I?"
"You company is Asshole Patriarchy Incorporated"
"...that sounds like a place I would destroy."
Koneko gave him that look which Yourichi was coming to appreciate for how much information the little Neko conveyed with it. "Ok, Ok," Ichigo held up his hands. "Got, I'm not just an asshole, I am the six million dollar sexist asshole."
"Good"
Ichigo bit his lip "Can I ask just one question."
Koneko nodded "Is this really something that turns you on?"
The girl thought about her answer for a moment "I don't know, I'm wet right now but just being around you does that to me." she blushed a little "This is mostly something Akeno came up with, though if you tell her I used it, you will pay I promise."
"Got it, but when did you have time to...swap sexual fantasies with Akeno of all people?"
"We did not swap," Koneko sniffed "She was helping to prep me for our first night and was talking about her fantasy with Asia...all the while with a finger up my butt."
Yourichi smiled at the comical blush that lit up her students face, just like old times when he had just been leaning bankai. "Now lets try and do this" Koneko poked her hair "I worked really hard on this hair and I want you to get it messy ok?"
Ichigo coughed once more nodded, closed his eyes and seemed to center his mind opening up and speaking in a condescending voice "That's because they do the important work around here, they have an excuse, you and every other secretary, receptionist, and maid that works her do not have that luxury."
Koneko glanced away and tightened her fists into small balls "Yes Sir"
He pushed back his chair and stood slowly "I don't like your tone Mrs Tenjou. You are aware that should you lose the privilege of this position you will never find work again" she closed her eyes and did not answer. "Should I take your silence as your agreement to face the consequences of your tardiness?"
Yourichi winced well that had not been the most smooth or sexy way of saying but she felt he was owed a few passes as he tried to fully get into character.
"Yes" Koneko snapped.
"Yes what Mrs Tenjo?"
"Yes sir"
Oh now that was more like it, "Good" he pointed to a spot on his desk "Then assume the position" Slowly the Neko walked around the desk moving in front of Ichigo, turning around and bending over to place her hands on the desk. It was almost comical in a way, she was so small that her ass was about six inches below his crotch.
"Miss Tenjou" he said annoyed "Pull down your underwear"
The girl wrinkled her nose but pushed herself back up and reached down, her skirt flipping up to reveal her small but shapely posterior outline in her brown pantyhose and black lace panties. She wiggled slightly to pull both down until they were just below her pale butt cheeks. She made to lean across the desk again but Ichigo reached over grabbed her were her shirt met her skirt and simply lifted the girl off her feet like she weighed nothing, placing her on the desk leaving her feet dangling six inches off the floor.
The Neko's face burned with humiliation and her little fists were clenched so tightly that they were white. However she was wet, very wet, and with her ass on full display, the wet lips between her legs had nowhere to hide. "Since you were late I think I will have to pass on your oral presentation"
Yoruichi wished she could return to human form and put her fingers to work but also she had to settle for rubbing her furry ass against the wall as Ichigo loosened his pants and let his rather large cock spring free. The odd paper white color was...weird but that was a thought for later, he was very erect and let his tool rest gently on the girl's ass. Pumping his hips ever so slightly to let his cock slide along the crack between her cheeks. "And skip straight to the kind of service you were clearly made for.
"Asshole" Koneko growled.
"What was that?" Ichigo asked with perfect innocence.
"Ass" she started to say but it was at that moment he decided to just ram his huge cock right up the Neko's tailpipe. Yourichi just stared for a moment as the girl shrieked, her body arching cat ears popping out. Ichigo hardly slowed reaching down to grab the back of her head and press it into the desk, his expression calm and distant...fully into his roleplay character. As he pulled his cock out she got a good look at the sheen on it and realized that the girl had already fully lubricated herself beforehand and relaxed. If that had not been the case she would have had to have an uncomfortable talk with her student.
The desk shook as he began to thrust, as her Student used his powerful form to spear the small girl on his dick. There was clearly some care to what he was doing, nothing looked in danger of breaking, well except the girl. Her body was almost bouncing with every motion, his hips colliding with her but with a force that sounded like a gunshot. "Remember your place" Ichigo growled out, his eyes almost glossy with focus. "On your face, being fucked by me, understood?" his cock seemed to grow even bigger and Koneko let out something being a scream, a moan, and a whimper as somehow she still took it all in.
That stopped her student in his tracks, all pretence gone "Koneko!" he said his voice loud and panicked, the girl blinked a few times, turned her head to glare at him and said in a very quiet, very scary voice "I Did Not Say Stop!" even so he still hesitated "Fuck me" she ordered "Hard"
He nodded, closed his eyes just for a few seconds before his hips started moving again, which gave the former Soul Reaper more than enough time to study the change in her Students member. She had seen his cock before and while it was above average, it had not been eight inches and thick enough that her thumb and forefinger might not fit around its girth. Had to be some sort of magic or hollow bullshit...no she was not jealous or anything.
The desk shook as Ichigo ruthlessly plundered the girls' still tight asshole, small grunts started to work their way out of his mouth as Koneko mewled, actually mewled, without restraint. The sound was setting of her cat instincts in a way that was very distracting and if she did not do something soon there was no way the Neko would miss the scent of another cat in heat.
Ichigo suddenly stopped, just as the Neko's Moans rose in pitch, he stepped back and sat down, his cock still rigid and shiny from the lube. "I feel like I am doing all the work" he said in a board voice "Making this company work is my job, my needs are yours" he made a small gesture with his hand pointing to his dick "Well what are you waiting for?"
It took Koneko a few moments to stand up on shaky legs, though she received very quickly and turned to give Ichigo a heated glare, that was one part roleplay, and two parts aroused anger. She actually feel over trying to get her panties off her feet, which Ichigo laughed heartily at and told her to move faster and that he did not have all day.
From the look the girl was giving him, their next roleplay would have her in the dominant position. As she got up with her underthings lying on the floor for anyone to see, and like a good Office Slut followed her bosses orders.
Before she could reach him Ichigo lowered the chair as far as it could, which while out of character neither of the two seemed to mind. Koneko bent over, her ass presented to her man and he being a man took a swat at it but no more than that. Once she had managed to line herself up she sank down on his rigid phallus, letting out small sounds and gasps as she forced her all the way down until her ass met his hips. At which point Ichigo leaned back his chair, put his hands, bent his neck and made himself comfortable. Koneko did not seem to notice or care as she began to ride him.
Yourichi could not help but be impressed with the reckless abandon and rough treatment she put her ass through. Watching as that small puckered hole stretched to accommodate her students ridiculously looking and sized cock.
Up and down she went, the movements hyponic enough that Yourichi found her head bobbing in time with the motion. Watching as the girl sped up and was preactly jumping up and down, with abandon. Clearly losing control of herself, the girl's white cat tail made its appearance and for the first time Yourichi got a really good look at what Koneko Tenjou truly looked like. Ohhh, watching this was becoming torment, as the girl mewled her pleasure for all the world to hear. And Ichigo seemed to be running out of discipline as he grunted and tensed holding back the inevitable with everything he had.
Yourichi made to move flashing across the room to the door, pausing to give one last look to the room, from her vantage she could see Koneko's face as she bounced, her eyes rolled back her mouth open in pure pleasure. Yourichi had tired anal before but did not remember it being that good...perhaps something to do with the Nekomata?
"Fuck" she heard Ichigo growl and two hands clamped down on Koneko forcing her down all the way, no doubt to be filled with the brim with sticky seed that her small body would not be able to fully contain.
She took note of the fact that even as Ichigo lost the battle not to orgasm, his free hand was reaching around to attack the girl's clit with laser-like precision. Just that bit of stimulation was all the Neko seemed to need as she came with a loud yowl that seemed to shake the room.
Yourichi trembled as she made her way out of the room, then the building given her current state it would behove her to go and see if Urahara might be up for a quick romp...hell at this point she might very well hunt down Soi-fong if that was what it. Damn kids and there energy, and damn her for not pushing him harder and testing him out when she had the change.
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"Ready?" Momo asked with a smile as she looked upon Issei's erect cock.
He nodded, his eyes very wide, his breathing erratic with excitement. Ruruko was watching them from her spot on the bed, her fingers gently playing with her pussy, a dreamy look on her face. Momo smiled at her then with great care climbed up atop him, straddling his waist making sure her tits were in full view for his pleasure. Even in his current state, the sight of such Oppai got his hands moving and she felt at once that he was getting far better at this very quickly. His fingers attacking her nipples, palms pressing into her flesh and after a moment of hesitation his mouth followed, latching onto the nipple he was not teasing with his hands.
Momo smiled down at him as she gently lined up his cock with her impatient sex, she did not know how long she had been teasing it with her finger but she had never been more ready in her life for what came next. Lowering herself onto his rigid dick, letting it stretch her virgin walls wide.
"So tight" he gasped with eyes squeezed shut.
"So big" she replied as she let gravity do the rest and in a single sharp motion had him fully sheathed within her. Giving herself a few moments to get used to the feeling, to finally, finally understand just what sex felt like and how amazing it was. Which reminded her "Issei" she whispered "We both made sure to have the proper spells up, so when you are ready, feel free to come inside me." His eyes blinked open in shock and she used that moment to start moving. Using her legs to come up and down in a general motion, savoring the feel of him inside her, the way these small thrusts seemed to explore every secret she had. Issei for his part clung to her like a man to the last life raft. Arms now locked around her waist, face buried in her cleavage where he clearly planned to stay. Given how sensitive her boobs felt after his play, that was more than alright with her.
"Momo" He whimpered "Momo It feels too good"
"I'm glad to hear that Issei"
His breathing was coming in harsh and fast, and hers was starting to match. Still she moved up and down tightening her core, the action making him feel even bigger inside her. Momo wanted this moment to last forever even as she knew it could not, but on the bright side there would be a lot of time to practice. "I" Issei gasped then looked up at her green orbs burning with sudden fire as he pushed and stood up, hands coming down to grab her butt as she pressed her firmly against the wall "I" he said again gritting his teeth "I am going to make you feel good" his green eyes turned to lock onto Ruruko "Then you, that's a promise"
"BOOST"
For a moment she felt cold steel against her ass but it was gone in a heartbeat, but whatever his gear did for him she fully arrived as he hilted himself inside her hard enough to cause a sound that must have been heard the the room next to them.
With her body trapped between the wall and his muscular chest Momo relaxed and let him take and take her hard. His thrusts fast, and strong, she moaned freely at the sensations "Yes, Issei" she rolled her head back to moan loudly enough to be heard in the hall "Harder"
"Boost" the sound came again.
And Fuck her harder he did, the power behind his thrusts staring to make her geneous chest and breathtaking curves jiggle with the impact. And she could have sworn that he had not quite this big a moment ago. She opened her mouth again but her met it with his own shushing her with a kiss so hard that despite its clumsy nature she could only give in to itse demand.
Momo felt it coming and clocked her legs and hands around his body, but the motion did not stop his thrusts, in fact it made him do it harder. Fucking every thought out of her brain, every word out of her mouth, until there was nothing left but a ball of pleasure.
"Boost!"
The sound echoed again and Issei snarled with pent up energy sheathing himself fully in her, pressing her body to his own. It was enough, and Momo came so hard she went limp, ideally noting that the green power swirling around and though her body as Issei came and came hard. His seed hitting her womb like a punch hard enough to leave her gasping for breath, the pain and pleasure a hazy mix that locked away rational thought.
She blinked a few times and must have passed out for a moment, cause when she opened her eyes again Issei was in the middle of trying to fuck Ruruko though the bed, his eyes still blazing green and perhaps even a little slitted now that she looked at it. Judging from Ruruko's moans it was clear that she approved of whatever was happening.
The only rational thought that came into her mind was that this first time had been worth the wait.
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