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Warning: Lemon! Threesome!

Thunder in the Bedroom

A few years after Yhwach's Defeat...
Karakura Town

In a small house on the outskirts of Karakura Town, staring out the window, Candice Catnipp sighed while she rested her head on her arm. She sat at a small window, watching the clouds go by from inside her tiny home. The boredom was overwhelming and yet she didn't know of any way to alleviate it.

"Damn it...wish something interesting would happen..." mumbled the T Stern Ritter. Boredom was her kryptonite. But for now, all she could do was reminisce about the past few years.

The battle against the Thirteen Court Guard Squads did not turn out well for the greenette Quincy. In fact, it was beyond disastrous. Her only real achievement was bringing down an already heavily-wounded Kenpachi Zaraki and killing a few of his grunt soldiers. After being thoroughly humiliated by Ichigo Kurosaki, Candice had been summarily defeated by Byakuya Kuchiki; the defeat stung deep since Byakuya had supposedly been defeated once by As Nödt, so for her to lose so easily was the height of humiliation. She'd been left to bleed out while lying in the rubble. Then things had gone from bad to worse when Yhwach betrayed his Stern Ritter by unleashing the Auswahlen on them. Having been all but abandoned by her king, Candice had been struck by the holy light while Meninas was carrying her and in her weakened condition she succumbed to the Auswahlen and died on the spot.

Even in death, Candice couldn't catch a break. Her body had been retrieved by Mayuri Kurotsuchi and had been reanimated to become one of his Corpse Squad members along with Meninas's corpse. Thankfully her life in undead bondage was shortly lived. Candice was given her release from Mayuri's servitude came when Liltotto and Giselle negotiated their release during the Tokinada incident, thanks to a deal they made with Head-Captain Kyoraku. Even though he'd been reluctant to hand over some of his prized experiments, Mayuri returned her and Meninas to full life and let them go afterwards.

Back in the present, Candice's eyes glanced over at the three empty chairs at the table. She hated to admit it but she sorely missed her friends. She even missed Bambietta, loathe as she was to admit it. Her friends had decided to leave Japan and go explore the world, mostly wanting to get as far away as they could from the Soul Society and the Soul Reapers they'd fought against.

Candice had joined her three friends and one corpse but later opted to return to Karakura Town after a while when she became tired of roaming. The house she was staying in was an old safe house the Vandenreich set up years ago in case things didn't go so well when they declared war on the Soul Society. Luckily for the Stern Ritter, she did not have to become a beggar to make money. With a body like hers, Candice had easily gotten a job as a model to make ends meet.

Yet it was all so boring. Every day Candice would get up, fix her hair and go in to the agency to model for a few hours before coming home to rest. It was quite peaceful, but so very monotonous. Candice was a warrior, a killer. As much as she enjoyed flaunting her sexy body, she was meant to do more than just smile and pose for the camera.

Today was Candice's day off, yet the Stern Ritter had little to do. The house she stayed in had very little amenities outside of her the luxury vanity dresser and mirror she used. Despite the money she was making, she didn't care much for living in the fast lane. Deciding to just get out of the house and stretch her legs before she got cabin fever, Candice slipped into some tight blue jeans and a black shirt. Putting on her shoes, she stepped out of the house and headed into town for a light walk. She figured if nothing else, she might run into a Hollow and blow off some steam killing it.

Checking out the shops, Candice lightly hummed while window shopping. She was so preoccupied with the dresses on display that when she rounded a corner, Candice yelped when she bumped into someone. "Yow! Watch it, will you? I-" The lime greenette stopped short when she saw who it was she'd bumped into. "Orihime?"

"Oh, hey Candice! Sorry about that." Orihime Kurosaki picked herself up off the ground and dusted herself off. "Do you have the day off from modeling?"

"Yeah. Right now I'm just out and about to try and curb my boredom. What about you? Still working at the bakery?"

After settling down in Karakura Town, it was only inevitable that Candice would run into the people who'd fought against the Vandenreich, in particular: Ichigo Kurosaki. The Stern Ritter had been scared to death that Ichigo, who was now so powerful he'd defeated Yhwach, would want revenge for what she and her friends did to Kenpachi Zaraki and for attacking him afterwards to try to steal the glory of killing the number one Special War Threat for themselves. She hadn't exactly made a good first impression, after all. When she'd bumped into Ichigo one summer afternoon, similar to Orihime just now, she had been ready to make like lightning and bolt.

To her surprise, Ichigo was more than happy to see her. After hearing the fate of most of the Stern Ritters, the Substitute, now a fully grown man, was simply glad that Candice was okay. She was further surprised when he told her that he forgave Candice for what she did to Kenpachi; even Kenpachi had already forgotten about what happened. His new wife, Orihime, grew to like the Quincy too. Like with the Arrancars, she'd put the fact that they were once enemies in the past and was glad to make a new friend.

To quote the conversation they had: "But I tried to kill you, Ichigo!" But the man simply shrugged and said "Most of my friends have."

Orihime simply smiled at the Stern Ritter as they started walking together. "Oh, the bakery is closed for the day. We're expanding the kitchen. They're installing some new ovens right now so my boss gave me the day off until they're up and running."

"I see. So, where's Ichigo? Whenever I see you two, you're always glued at the hip," Candice noted.

"Oh, he's probably with his dad trying to find me an anniversary present. Our anniversary is in two days," she explained.

"It's your anniversary and he's waiting until now to get you a present? Cutting it close, ain't he?" said Candice, putting her hands on her hips while raising an eyebrow. She didn't peg Ichigo as an irresponsible husband.

"Well, he hasn't had a lot of time ever since he got his new job as a translator," Orihime explained, not bothered at all that her husband was waiting until now to get her an anniversary gift. The orangette simply smiled happily at the idea of Ichigo picking out something nice for her.

The two women continued walking down the sidewalk. Putting her hands behind her head, Candice glanced over at the baker/housewife. "So what're you going to get Ichigo? Kinda hard to get a man with godlike power a decent present," she noted.

"Hmm...Let me think..." Orihime scanned the shop windows as they passed by, wondering if anything would be a suitable anniversary gift for her husband. As they walked, however, her eyes became fixed on Candice's reflection. Seeing the buxom, curvaceous Quincy, the orangette wife had a curious idea pop into her head. "I think I know just what to get him."

"What? You going to get him a cool shirt or something?" Candice noted how Orihime wasn't looking at the shop windows anymore. She was looking at her. "What?"

Leaning forward, the orangette baker whispered something into the Quincy's ear. Candice wasn't exactly what you'd call an innocent woman, far from it; her usual attire was proof enough. But Orihime's suggestion was enough to make even her blush. 'You're serious? Wouldn't Ichigo have a problem with...you know, that?" She had no idea Orihime had such a wild mind.

"Oh, I'm sure Ichigo wouldn't mind. After all, I asked Tatsuki to help out during his birthday last year and he seemed okay with it."

"Damn, I never realized that prude was such a playboy," Candice looked at Orihime for a long minute before deciding to just roll with it. She had nothing better to do and there were worse ways to spend her night. It wasn't as if she had a ton to do at her home. "Okay, I'm in. But if we're gonna do this, I'm gonna need to up my wardrobe. Come on." Taking Orihime by the hand, the lime greenette pulled the younger girl into a lingerie shop she was familiar with. "I know they have some of the lingerie I was modeling here. They'd look great on you."

Now it was Orihime's turn to have her face turn red. "L-lingerie? I thought you were just a regular model who posed in dresses and stuff?"

Candice flashed a grin back at Orihime. "Oh come on, you really think I'd become a model and not flaunt my good stuff in lingerie?" Laughing, Candice pulled her new friend deeper into the store to have her pick out something special for her big night with Ichigo...

Two days later...
Kurosaki House

The living room was filled with laughter. Ichigo Kurosaki sat down next to his wife while they enjoyed the movie that he'd picked out; he figured his wife would like to watch her favorite movie on their anniversary.

Ichigo's family had given them the house for the night. Isshin was out having drinks with Kisuke and Ryuken while Yuzu and Karin were having a sleepover with Ururu, which left Ichigo having the run of the house with his wife so they could celebrate their anniversary in peace and quiet. Ichigo had put his foot down after his father tried to give him a celebratory dropkick during the morning of their first anniversary. Isshin got the hint after the beat down his son had given him.

Orihime beamed as she held Ichigo's present close. Her husband had given her a beautiful white comb for her long hair, adorned with her the flower pattern of her Shun Shun Rikka hairpins. He'd gone through his old boss, Ikumi, to get the custom item for his precious wife. Orihime in turn had cooked a hearty meal for her beloved husband before sitting down on the couch watch the movie.

As the credits rolled, Orihime put her head on Ichigo's shoulder. Her hand found his and she laced their fingers together in a gentle gesture of love. "That was great. I never get tired watching this." Holding the comb close to her chest, she turned her head and gave her husband a light kiss on the cheek. "Happy anniversary, Ichigo. Ready for your present?"

Ichigo had been curious about what Orihime had gotten him. She had a certain gleam in her eye all day that he'd only seen two other times. The first time was the night they first made love to each other, Orihime surprisingly making the first move that hot summer night, shortly after the defeat of the Vandenreich. The other time was during their last anniversary when she'd invited Tatsuki to their bedroom. Seeing that gleam in her eye made Ichigo very interested to know what she had in mind tonight; he knew Tatsuki was out of town right now so she couldn't possibly be giving him the same gift twice.

Getting up, Orihime took her husband by the hand and guided Ichigo out of the living room and up the stairs. "Well I was out shopping the other day trying to find you a present. You aren't the easiest guy to shop for. Then I found something that I'm sure you'd love."

Orihime led her husband to their bedroom. Ichigo assumed that she'd bought some nice lingerie to show off her perfect body. When they opened the door, he found he was partially right.

"Well hello, Ichigo. Miss me?" Laying in the middle of Ichigo and Orihime's large king-sized bed was a certain lime greenette Quincy that Ichigo once battled to the death. The Stern Ritter had her back against the wooden headboard, grinning at Ichigo's baffled reaction.

"Candice? When did you...how long were you in our bed?"

"About a couple of hours. Orihime opened the window for me and I flew in with Hirenkyaku. Honestly, I was about to fall asleep before I heard you guys start to come up here. But I'm glad you finally showed up. I picked out this little number especially for your special day, Ichigo. What do you think?"

While Candice's Stern Ritter outfit certainly left little to the imagination, the greenette found a way to make herself even sexier with the lingerie she'd picked out for this special little occasion. Her bra barely constituted as one; it consisted of two small bows that covered her nipples, its edges connected to thin strips of purple fabric that circled underneath her breasts, causing them to seem bigger than before. Shifting her smooth thighs showed off the matching pair of panties. The small purple triangle covered her groin was crowned by a tiny purple bow.

The sight of the Quincy clad in the sexiest lingerie he'd seen made Ichigo choke on his tongue a little. "Ori…Orihime, you want to have a threesome with Candice?" He wasn't against the idea, but he wanted to make certain that this was what his wife wanted.

"Don't look so shy," snickered Candice, sitting up off the bed. Sliding off, the lime-greenette walked over to the man, shaking her wide, toned hips with every step. "Orihime and I are going to take you around the world in one night."

Ichigo went rigid as the lingerie-clad Candice stood in front of him, all woman and all ready for a fun night of hot, steamy passion. Behind him, he heard the soft rustling of clothes. When he turned around, he found his wife missing the white blouse she'd been wearing during their anniversary dinner and movie. Standing before Ichigo in the lingerie underwear that Candice had picked out for her.

Although if Ichigo, Candice and Orihime were all being honest, calling it underwear was a bit misleading…

The one piece lace undergarment Orihime had on covered everything except her breasts and womanhood. The black, satin garment was transparent, showing off her smooth skin underneath it. The crotch of the one piece was open, exposing her womanhood completely. The outfit showed off just how much of a woman she'd become. Candice couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Orihime's huge tits; they were even bigger than hers! Her soft skin almost seemed to radiate beauty in the light of the full moon, giving a sheepish smile as she stood before Ichigo and Candice.

"Well, Ichigo? Do you like your presents?" Candice asked. "Go ahead and plant one on your wife. You know, show your appreciation."

A few seconds of silence passed while Ichigo tried to get his brain to work after seeing the two women in their full erotic glory. However, when the two lingerie-clad hotties pressed themselves against his sides, he finally remembered how to move. Smiling at the Quincy and his wife, the Substitute Soul Reaper nodded. "With pleasure."

His left arm wrapped around Orihime's waist, hugging her tightly while he closed the distance between their lips. Candice watched the husband and wife duo make out just inches from her, getting aroused by the sight. As Ichigo conquered his wife's mouth with his skilled tongue, Candice reached underneath his black shirt to run her fingers along his toned abs. Feeling her soft touch on his chest, Ichigo pulled away from his wife's soft lips and turned his head to face Candice.

Without any prompt, Candice reached up and grabbed the back of Ichigo's neck and pulled him into a sloppy, kiss. Typical of somebody with an electric power like The Thunderbolt, the moment their lips connected, Ichigo felt a shock run across his body. It felt bizarre to kiss another woman in front of his wife; feeling no awkward then when they took Tatsuki to bed that one time. Yet he couldn't help but feel a thrill from the eroticism, making out with one of his own enemies clad in lingerie.

Deciding that Ichigo was overdressed, the two lusty women reached for the man's clothes. Tugging off his shirt gave Candice the chance to ogle his naked chest. Years of training, battling as a Soul Reaper and his physical activities in high school sports had given Ichigo a body most men would kill for; the Quincy licked her lips at the sight of his chiseled abs and pecs along with his strong, muscular arms. The man looked built to make love to a woman.

The girls' hands made short work of his belt and pants, unzipping them and tugging them down to let him step out of them, clad now only in a pair of black boxers. Candice instantly became jealous of the baker when she saw the huge tent in her husband's underwear. 'Thank god Bambi isn't here and alive anymore. Otherwise she might have killed him like the rest of those hunks…'

Taking him by the hand, the two lingerie-clad women took Ichigo over to the large bed, laying him down on his back before they knelt down, Orihime on his right and Candice on his left. The women nodded at each other and grabbed the hem of Ichigo's boxers. The man lifted his hips and let the pair take off his underwear, his cock springing to life as it was freed. "Holy fuck!" Candice felt her pussy tingle just from the sight of Ichigo's manhood staring her in the face. "Are you half Quincy and half Soul Reaper? Or half Quincy and half horse?!"

A slight blush spread across Ichigo's cheeks from Candice's reaction; both Orihime and Tatsuki had been shocked at his size and girth when he slept with them. When she went into the hot spring with him back in the Soul Society, Yoruichi joked how he could become a porn star if he got bored of being a Substitute Soul Reaper.

"Damn, should have asked me earlier. I'd have joined in on your wedding night," chuckled the Stern Ritter, lying down next to the naked man. Her hand traveled down his naked chest, her fingers slowly wrapping around his cock, his girth so thick that she couldn't fully wrap her fingers around it. Orihime laid down on his unoccupied side and followed Candice's lead in gripping her husband's cock, her fingers lacing with the Quincy's.

"Ahhh…" Ichigo's breath hitched when two soft, slender hands worked his cock. His hands slipped around the two women's curvy waists to cup their ass, making them smile as his fingers squeezed and groped their juicy cheeks. He turned to Orihime and planted a kiss on her. Orihime cupped Ichigo's cheek and hugged him tighter, rubbing her bare breasts against his hard chest.

Candice attacked Ichigo's neck, enjoying feeling him play with her ass. When he turned his head to start making out with her, his hand let go of her ass and slipped underneath her purple panties. "Mmmmmh!" Her lips started sucking on his tongue, spurred on by feeling his hand begin to rub her folds, finding the Stern Ritter already wet.

The two lovely ladies continued jerking the man off, feeling his cock pulse in their hands. Candice's need grew too much for her to simply satisfy herself. Pulling herself away from Ichigo's embrace, the lime-greenette gestured for his wife to do the same. Kneeling down between his legs, Candice reached behind her and unclipped her bra, sliding the lingerie off her shoulders and tossing it to the floor to let her chest be revealed to show off her impressive bust.

Orihime crawled over to the Quincy, joining her over Ichigo's cock. Ichigo tilted his head back and let out a deep groan when their busty chests pushed against his thick manhood, wedging his cock in a titty prison. Squeezing their breasts together, Orihime and her friend moved their boobs up and down, rubbing his cock all over with their soft melons.

"Fuck…this feels great…" Ichigo's breath started to become haggard. The two women started to moan from the heat building in their chests, their hard, sensitive nipples constantly circling and press against each other. "Don't stop…" He gripped the sheets underneath him as the pressure in his cock started to grow. "Fuck!"

"Come on, Ichigo. Come for us," Orihime happily said, her tits glistening from being smeared by pre-cum.

"Yeah. Give us a nice big load." Candice's green eyes almost glowed with want. She knew that men with strong spiritual pressure came bigger orgasms and considering Ichigo was one of, if not the most powerful man in the world, she expected big things from the Substitute.

Candice was not disappointed. With a loud grunt, Ichigo started to thrust his hips into her titty trap, the pleasure too much to bear. The tip of his cock, poking out of their double paizuri, pulsed for a few seconds before Ichigo let out a deep groan. Orihime and Candice were caught off guard when huge bursts of white, creamy strings of cum, shot out of his bulbous tip like a geyser. Candice gasped as she was given a facial, his hot seed covered her face and tits along with Orihime's.

When the man's cock ceased spraying his thick load onto them, the two women pulled away to clean themselves up. Orihime grabbed a nearby rag and wiped the cum off her face and tits before handing it to Candice, who muttered that Ichigo was lucky he didn't get any in her hair.

By the time they finished cleaning themselves up, Ichigo was ready for another round, stroking his slickened cock as he stared wantonly at the two hotties in his bed. "Who's first?" he asked, looking at them with a waiting smile.

Orihime looked over at Candice and gave her Quincy friend a warm smile. "Candice can go first. She's your anniversary present, after all."

Ichigo nodded at his wife and turned his full attention to Candice, offering his hand. When Candice placed her hand in his, he pulled the Stern Ritter into his arms. Orihime watched with a smile on her face as her husband and the Quincy shared a lewd, passionate kiss, Candice grinding her body against his front while they stood on their knees. Ichigo's hand ran through her green hair, running down her back before squeezing her firm ass. Rubbing her chest against him, her hand reaching down to stroke his long shaft.

Ready for some Substitute Soul Reaper fucking, the lime-greenette laid down in front of the man. Eyeing her soaked panties, Ichigo grabbed the last of her lingerie and pulled it down her long, slender legs, tossing it to the floor and admiring Candice in her full glory. Her womanhood had a small patch of matching green hair crowning it, her pink lips wet and already primed for cock slamming. Grabbing her legs, she pulled them back until her feet dangled in the air next to her head.

Knowing there wasn't any need for more foreplay or soft words, Ichigo gripped the Stern Ritter's soft thighs and aimed his tip at her pink pussy. Rubbing the tip against her soft petals, Ichigo pushed and slid into his former enemy's pussy, thrusting in and out of her.

Candice saw stars the moment Ichigo bottomed out her pussy, her body shaking from head to toe as the feeling of having her womanhood betting pounded by the biggest cock she'd ever taken went straight to her head. "Oh FUCK!"

Ichigo found his rhythm quickly, fucking the woman into the bed. Laying on her side, Orihime reached between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy as she watched her husband fuck the daylights out of Candice, the Stern Ritter dropping her confident attitude, her face twisting with pleasure, her mouth hanging open. Every thrust made her head spin. She had taken men to bed before but none had Ichigo's size and the bravery to try and manhandle the Stern Ritter. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" pleaded the slut, her pussy stretched all the way to the folds. "Oh fuck! Fuck me, you stud!" She threw her head back and let out a wail of ecstasy when the man started to speed up, her breasts jiggling wildly before his eyes.

"Mmmmmh…that's right, Ichigo…fuck her…" mumbled Orihime, her fingers vigorously rubbing her wet pussy. It felt strange to watch her husband fuck another woman before her eyes, yet she couldn't take her eyes away. Watching Candice gasp and cry out each time Ichigo slammed his cock all the way into her was something to behold. 'I can't deny: it's kinda hot. She's taking every inch of Ichigo too; not even Tatsuki could handle all of him. I guess Quincy women are built different.' Cupping her breast, she slid two fingers into her snatch, scissoring them and making her arch her back from the pleasure shooting up her spine. "Ah! Yes! Fuck her, Ichigo! Fuck her as hard as you can!"

Never one to disappoint his wife, Ichigo squeezed Candice's thighs tightly; had it not been for her Blut Vene she'd have to explain to her modeling agency why she had bruises later. "Nghhh!" Her toes curled, unable to contain herself any longer. "Fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'M COMING!" shouted the Stern Ritter. Her body tensed, shaking like a leaf in the wind. As her pussy tightened and her face showed her inner slut, Candice's grip on her Schrift power loosened for a brief moment. Sparks of green lightning jolted across her body, zapping Ichigo. It didn't hurt him though. If anything, her sparking body only seemed to make her pussy even tighter.

The tightness choked Ichigo's cock, spurring him to blow his load and give the Stern Ritter the biggest creampie she'd ever received. His tip pressing right up against her womb, the Substitute pumped her full of his sperm, not stopping until her womanly walls were painted white.

"Oooohh…" Candice's eyes were rolled into the back of her head. She cringed when Ichigo pulled out of her pussy, hot cum spilling from her gaping hole. "Fuck, you are…fuck…" slurred the Stern Ritter, needing a minute to get her wits back together.

Spotting the creampie leaking out of her, Ichigo nudged Orihime with an elbow, interrupting her masturbating. "She uh...she's on the pill right?" Ichigo had been so in the moment that he hadn't thought of the possibility of putting a little Ichigo into Candice's baby maker.

To his relief, Orihime smiled and nodded. "Yeah, Candice made sure she was on birth control before joining us tonight. It's all good. Now then…" Taking her fingers out of her cunt, Orihime wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, pressing her naked breasts against him as she looked into his eyes. "Ready to celebrate our anniversary?"

"Ready and willing."

Ichigo leaned back against the headboard of the bed, letting his beautiful wife crawl on top of him. Positioning himself on her husband's lap, Orihime put her hands on Ichigo's bare shoulders. Steadying herself, the orangette lifted herself up. Ichigo gripped his manhood and aimed the tip of his cock at her soaking wet entrance. Giving Ichigo a smile before preparing herself, Orihime lowered herself down onto Ichigo. "Oooohhh…" Her body tensed as soon as the tip of her husband's cock slipped inside her. The orangette slid down his pole until she'd taken him all the way to the base, mind going numb from feeling like her pussy was going to split in two.

Yet unlike Candice, Orihime had plenty of experience riding Substitute Soul Reaper cock. All it took was a few seconds to adjust to her husband's size before she let out a deep breath. The Kurosakis shared a loving kiss before the wife started to move.

Fap! Fap! Fap!

The erotic sound of clapping cheeks snapped Candice out of her stupor. Blinking the fog out of her eyes, the naked Stern Ritter sat up and saw Orihime riding her husband like a cowgirl riding her prized stud. 'Wow. I guess she ain't his wife for nothing. Look at her go!'

"Ah! Yes! I love it! It…it feels so good. Nghhh!" Orihime began to bounce on her husband's cock faster, her womb tingling every time his tip nudged against it. Tilting her head back, she rolled her hips and let out a deep groan from feeling him shift inside her. For Orihime, every time felt like the first time and it never stopped feeling special. Her titties bounced in front of Ichigo's face, mesmerizing him.

Ichigo's hands went to his wife's naked ass, giving it a good smack before burying his face in her tits. "Kya!" Orihime's toes curled when Ichigo started to lick and suck on her nipple. "Ooh, Ichigoooo…" slurred the baker, her lingerie sticking to her sweaty body. "Fuck, I'm…I'm going to-OH!"

Orihime was taken aback when she felt a hand come out of nowhere and smack her ass, leaving a red handprint. "Come on, Orihime, ride that stud!" Candice came up from behind and pressed her naked chest into her back, reaching around the orangette to cup her jiggling breasts. When Orihime turned her head to say something, her words were lost when the Stern Ritter planted a kiss on her.

Ichigo had to admit, watching another woman kiss his wife was hot. Leaning back against the headboard, he gripped her curvy waist and began to thrust up into her tight cunt, grunting from feeling her hot, wet walls grip him in a tight vice.

Orihime's moans were swallowed by Candice's hungry tongue. She had no problem kissing another woman; she'd done it with Tatsuki the last time they had a threesome. Candice decided to have a little more fun with the woman and started to play with her tits, rolling her thumbs over her nipples. Then, to light off the fireworks, Candice's thumbs glowed green as tiny sparks of lightning zapped Orihime's titties.

Feeling the jolts to her sensitive breasts sent Orihime over the edge. "Ah! God! I'm coming! I'm cominggggg!" Her hazel eyes rolled into the back of her head. Orihime's body tensed while Candice teased her breasts with more lightning. Her pussy's vice grew even tighter around her husband's clamhammer. Ichigo watched his wife squirt her love juices all over his lap, gushing around the cock plugging her cunt.

Ichigo couldn't hold back, not with Orihime becoming tighter than ever before. "Nghhh! I'm gonna blow!" He leaned forward and buried his face in his wife's tits just as the pressure in his cock reached its peak. "Ahh!"

Orihime's wild ride stopped when hot cum filled her womanhood, filling her to the brim. The orangette went limp in her husband's arms, cum leaking out of her plugged cunt.

Candice scooted away as Ichigo lifted his wife off of him and laid her down next to him. When Ichigo laid down next to Orihime, the Stern Ritter occupied his lonely right side. Orihime huffed for breath, only speaking when the fog lifted in her eyes. Turning her head, she leaned forward and planted a light kiss on Ichigo's cheek. "Happy anniversary, Ichigo."

"Happy anniversary, Orihime. And thanks, Candice. This was a wild ride." Wrapping an arm around his two lovely ladies, Ichigo shared a kiss with the Stern Ritter.

"No problem, Ichigo. You sure know how to show a lady a good time." Candice circled his chest with a finger, sparks of green lightning arcing across her naked body. "So, anyone up for more?"

Orihime giggled. "Are you going to show off your powers more, Candice."

Sitting up, Candice hovered over the married couple as green lightning sparked from her eyes. "Oh, that was just a tease…the real fun's just starting." Without another word, Candice hopped back onto Ichigo's lap, the night growing long before they finally stopped.

Needless to say, this was a good anniversary for the happy Kurosakis…

The End