A.N.: This is commissioned by Anonymous.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon! Foursome!
Double Date
Sometime after the Fullbring arc…
Karakura Town; Orihime's Apartment
The sun began to rise on the sleepy town, its bright rays shining into the bedroom of Orihime's apartment. As the darkness of the room was dispelled, two figures on the large bed were revealed. Clothes littered the floor around the bed. The sheets hid their naked bodies, the room thick with the smell of sweat and sex.
Orihime Inoue snuggled with her boyfriend. Her head rested on Ichigo Kurosaki's shoulders while she pressed her naked body against his side, her breasts rubbing into his chest. Ichigo's arms wrapped around his lover's waist, holding her tightly as they both continued to slumber on.
Finally the sun's lights hit their faces and Ichigo woke up. "Nghhh…" His eyes slowly opened up. He looked down to see Orihime's head on his shoulders and a loving smile stretched across her face. He raised a hand and gently pushed the hair off of her face. The sun illuminated her face, making her look like an angel was lying next to Ichigo, her hair shimmering in the morning light.
Orihime opened her eyes and raised her head, smiling when she saw Ichigo's face. "Good morning," she greeted. Ichigo returned the greeting with a kiss, the perfect way for them both to start the day.
"We should get up soon…" Ichigo lamented, looking at the clock.
"Okay…" It pained Orihime to unglue her body from Ichigo's but she knew she had to get up and get ready for the day. She threw the covers off of them and got up off the bed, collecting her discarded clothes. While she headed for the bathroom for a much needed shower, Ichigo got dressed and opened a window, sighing at the cool breeze.
After the incident with X-CUTION, Ichigo felt guilty for what Tsukishima had done to Orihime. While Tsukishima's death at Byakuya's hands had erased the influence he had on Orihime's memories, Ichigo still felt that he'd put her in harm's way. Wanting to make up for what'd happened, Ichigo sucked up his pride and asked her out on a date, with some encouragement from Rukia and Renji. Orihime was elated and the two began going out. The two finally admitted their feelings for one another and let their love bloom. It did not take much of a push for their relationship to quickly become intimate.
That push being Yoruichi giving Orihime a slight nudge to show off her new underwear…
Later that day…
Ichigo carried a box under his arm, walking down the street. School had let out and Ikumi wasted no time in giving Ichigo work. She gave him a package that was meant to be delivered to a certain candy shop owner.
He passed by Ururu, sweeping the front steps like always. Opening the door, he headed inside and saw Tessai. "Hey, I've got a package for Kisuke. Is he around?"
The burly man pointed a finger in the direction of Kisuke's living room. "He's entertaining some guests with Yoruichi."
Nodding, Ichigo headed into the house part of Kisuke's shop and quietly entered the living room. Four people already sat around Kisuke's short round table, sitting on cushions. To his surprise, he saw that besides Kisuke and Yoruichi, the other two were old friends of his.
"Hanataro? Captain Unohana?"
The two Soul Reapers sat close to one another. Both were using Gigais and dressed in normal Human clothes. Hanataro wore a red and white buttoned-up shirt and jeans while Unohana chose to wear a blue dress. "Hey, Ichigo! It's been so long!" greeted Hanataro.
Unohana smiled warmly at the Substitute, who noted that one of her hands was holding Hanataro's. "You look like you're doing well."
The wily Yoruichi grinned as Ichigo walked over to Kisuke and handed him the package. "He's doing quite well, if the smell of Orihime's perfume on him is of any indicator."
While Ichigo blushed from Yoruichi's words, Unohana chuckled from his cute reaction. "So I see you and Miss Inoue are finally a couple? That's wonderful news."
Kisuke opened the package and nodded in approval. The shopkeeper reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash before handing it to Ichigo. "Here you go. Payment for a job well done."
"Why'd you have Ikumi get this for you? Couldn't you just order it online?"
"I could but it's best to use a go-between who won't ask too many questions."
"Wait, what's in the box?"
"Something that I needed a go-between who wouldn't ask too many questions."
Ichigo didn't bother prying any further. Kisuke was one person he knew who liked to keep his cards close to his chest. Pocketing the cash, he sat down on a cushion beside Yoruichi and looked at the two visiting Soul Reapers. "So what brings you guys here?"
"Um…well?" Hanataro scratched the back of his head and blushed, his hand squeezing Unohana's for support.
"Hanataro and I are on a couple's vacation," explained the braided woman next to him. Ichigo noted how she squeezed his hand back and smiled warmly at Hanataro. "Rukia didn't tell you? Hanataro and I are dating."
"Really? Is that…er…" Ichigo knew he needed to mind his words and not offend Unohana. "I'm glad you two are happy with each other but…is that okay? For you to date your captain?"
"Well…it's not uncommon for a seated officer to be in a relationship with another. There's a lot of families within the Thirteen Court Guard Squads that date or marry other officers. There's even been instances of Captains having their husband or wife as their lieutenant."
"I see." Ichigo nodded. "I'm happy for you guys. What are you going to do on your vacation?"
"We're going to go shopping today. We'll hit the beach and see the sights for the next few days."
Hanataro had an idea. "Oh! Ichigo, if you and Orihime aren't doing anything tonight, why don't you join us? We don't know our way around town and it's been forever since we've seen Orihime."
Ichigo didn't see any harm in that. "A double date? Okay. If Orihime is fine with it, I'll meet you guys back here in a couple of hours."
"Splendid! We'd be honored!" Unohana gave the Substitute a warm, thankful smile. "Why don't we all go out for dinner afterwards? My treat."
"Okay. I'll go give Orihime a call and go change into some nicer clothes." Ichigo got up and promptly left, digging into his pocket and pulling out his cell phone to call Orihime. Unohana and Hanataro both got up and left to get ready to hit the town, leaving only the shopkeeper and the purple-haired Flash Goddess.
Yoruichi looked over at Kisuke. "So what did you get?" She peaked into the box for a moment. Her head snapped back up to look at her friend, her expression obviously disturbed. "You're sick, you know that."
"Hey, don't judge me…"
"I very much am."
Later that day…
Karakura Town Shopping District
Orihime hummed merrily while she rifled through the clothing racks with Captain Unohana. She wore a pretty red blouse and white skirt, something that immediately drew her boyfriend's eye.
Speaking of boyfriends, Unohana's and Orihime's were both waiting outside patiently, letting them shop around a bit more before they headed for dinner.
The sun was setting and the shop they were at didn't have many other shoppers, letting the orangette and the captain have the run of the place for the moment.
"Orihime, come here for a moment."
Putting the dress she'd been looking at back onto the rack and rounded the corner. Unohana had her back to Orihime, rifling through the lingerie selection. Sensing her presence, Unohana turned around and held up a hanger that had a very scandalous bra and panties on it. "Why don't you try this on? I think you'd look good in it."
Blood rushed to Orihime's face so quickly it was a miracle steam didn't shoot out of her red ears. "C-captain Unohana! I can't possibly wear that!" Even as she said the words her mind envisioned herself wearing that risqué underwear. Just the thought itself made her blush harder.
Seeing Orihime's innocent expression made Unohana laugh. "Goodness, you have such an active imagination. I'm certain you've shown Ichigo a few dirty outfits at least."
"Well…" Orihime paused, not sure how to respond to that statement. But Unohana's eyes told her it was okay to talk to her, woman to woman. "I don't really have any sexy underwear. Ichigo and I just get naked and do it."
"I see…" The motherly captain sifted through more lingerie, intent on picking out items for Orihime to show to her boyfriend. "Well that's not good. You should try to spice things up, Orihime. If your lovemaking goes stale, your relationship with Ichigo might become at risk."
"I know…" The shy girl felt like she could come clean to Unohana. "To be honest, I'm worried Ichigo might get bored. I'm not really that…smart when it comes to being intimate so we just basically kiss and then have sex on the bed. I've always been too embarrassed to ask Rangiku or Yoruichi for help. And there's no way I could ever tell Tatsuki."
"Understandable. These things are always hard to discuss with the people we're closest to." Unohana gave Orihime a nod to show she was both sympathetic and understanding of her situation. "So in other words you've been wanting to find a way to spice things up with Ichigo in the bedroom?"
"Basically."
Orihime blinked. In the timespan of that blink she swore she saw Unohana's kind smile twist into a mischievous smirk before returning to normal. 'Must have just been my imagination.'
Turning back to the rack, Unohana put back one of the hangers. With her back to Orihime, she didn't let the innocent girl see the wide smirk she had on her face. 'This day just gets better and better,' she thought to herself.
"Orihime?"
"Yes?"
Unohana turned around and her eyes flashed with a hint of sexual deviancy. "Hanataro and I were discussing something before you and Orihime arrived to show us the town. Might I offer a suggestion for how to spice things up between you and Ichigo?"
"Really? What is it?" Orihime assumed the woman would offer a tidbit of advice for how to entice Ichigo's lust. Unohana spoke softly, her words only heard by Orihime and nobody else.
"…"
And once again Orihime's face became hot and her ears burned.
"You want to WHAT?!"
The boys continued to wait patiently outside for another twenty minutes before the women came out. "Did you girls find anything?" Hanataro asked.
"A few items," Unohana simply said. While she handed one of her bags to Hanataro to carry, Ichigo noted how flustered his girlfriend looked.
"What's up, Orihime?" Ichigo became concerned when she looked away. What did her and Unohana talk about in there?
"Oh, nothing. Captain Unohana…asked me something."
"What did she ask?"
Unohana patted his shoulder. "You'll find out after dinner. Speaking of which, do you know of a good place to eat? Hanataro and I are famished."
"Sure. I know a place." He led the group towards the restaurant he had in mind, wondering why Orihime looked like steam was going to come out of her ears while she walked along. Unohana's chuckle faded into the night as they walked…
Later that night…
Hotel
Hanataro opened the door and the four entered their hotel room. Ichigo had to admit, Unohana did not think small. She'd opted to spend her vacation in the penthouse suite of one of the most luxurious hotels in Karakura Town. Ichigo whistled when he saw all the accommodations. In addition to a hot tub and balcony that overlooked the town, the main room had a huge bed and a couch that was practically its own bed.
"Wow, you guys like to travel in style, huh?" Ichigo wondered aloud as he took in the fancy environment.
"As Soul Reapers, we aren't quite accustomed to living in luxury; unless you're a part of the nobility, like Captain Kuchiki," explained Unohana. "Hanataro and I usually enjoy ourselves when we're on vacation since we rarely have time to indulge. So we always make the most of it."
"Ah. I see." That made sense to Ichigo.
Walking up from behind Orihime, Unohana put her hands on the young orangette's shoulders. "Boys, Orihime and I are going to go get freshened up. We'll be back in a few minutes to show off some of the items we bought." She gave her Third-Seat and boyfriend a wink. Hanataro smiled, his heart beating quicker with anticipation. "Why don't you boys just get comfortable and wait for us?"
"Yeah, sure," the oblivious Ichigo said, sitting on the couch next to Hanataro. He watched as the girls picked up a bag each and head into the large bathroom, Orihime's face turning red again when she gave Ichigo one last glance before she disappeared, the door clicking shut behind her.
Getting comfortable on the couch, Ichigo looked over at Hanataro. The medic was sitting on the other end of the couch patiently. He looked down at the floor as if lost in thought. "So when did you and Captain Unohana hook up?" asked Ichigo out of curiosity.
"Oh, um…" Hanataro fidgeted in his seat while he waited for the ladies to return. "After we returned to Hueco Mundo, Captain Unohana promoted me to Third-Seat in light of my service there. After I got wounded-"
"Wait, you got hurt? How?" Ichigo had no idea what happened when Hanataro came with the others to rescue him and his friends.
"Uhhh…" Hanataro looked away in embarrassment. He didn't want Ichigo to know that technically it'd been Rukia who'd wounded him. "It was the number seven Espada," he said before dismissing the subject. "Anyway, after I got wounded, I spent some time with Captain Unohana and she started teaching me more advanced Kaido. I started spending more and more time with her and then one night…well…" His cheeks blushed as the memory of that fateful night came back to him. "I…told her I really liked her. She said she liked me and then…" He stopped and looked down at the floor. Already the sensations from that night became fresh in his mind. Her perfume wafting on the spring breeze. The feeling of lace pressing against his bare skin. The moans of sheer ecstasy ringing in his ears. Just the sheer memory of it all made the meek medic's face become as red as Renji's hair.
"A-anyway, after that we started going out on dates and a while ago Captain Unohana officially announced we were dating." Hanataro looked back at Ichigo, who gave him an understanding look.
Ichigo had a few thoughts. He knew that the customs of the Soul Society were vastly different than in the modern World of the Living and was curious about the differences between relationships. "So is there anything special you guys do that's different from couples in my world?"
"Not really. Relationships are just about the same. Weeeeell…" Hanataro thought about it for a moment and decided to let Ichigo in on the big thing he and Unohana liked doing. "There is one thing that sets us apart from most couples in your world," he hinted ominously.
"Really? What's that?"
Hanataro opened his mouth to tell him but was silenced when the bathroom door opened up and the ladies stepped out. "Most couples in the Soul Society love including additional partners for their bedroom romps," Unohana explained, walking out with Orihime. Both women were wearing the most sensual of underwear. "So what do you say, Ichigo? Interested in having a foursome?"
If the brain was a bioorganic supercomputer, then Ichigo's suffered a complete and total crash. Blood rushed to his face as he stared at the both woman while his ears processed what was just spoken. Then as his eyes ate up the sensual sight before him and his blood began to rush towards the opposite direction.
Unohana, full of confidence, stood in front of the young men wearing sensual red lingerie. A red bra made of lace pushed up her breasts. Triangular holes were cut in the bra to expose her nipples to everyone in the room. Silk stockings clung to her smooth, legs until they reached her toned thighs. She wore a matching pair of red lace panties, hugging her so tightly that she was showing a camel toe. A zipper went up the middle of her panties, ready to reveal her honeypot at a moment's notice if pulled down. With her dark braid that rested on her twin hills and her seductive eyes, she was quite the devilish temptress.
In contrast, Orihime looked like a shy angel, her white lingerie clinging to her form to show off all her curves. Her breasts seemed bigger, restrained by her white bra. The garment only covered half of her jugs, her nipples peeking at the top of the bra. She wore white fishnet stockings that were connected by garters, leading up to a garter belt that hung above her white see-through panties. To Ichigo's confusion, he noticed a strange glowing tattoo on both women. Over the spot where their wombs were they each had a glowing heart tattoo.
"I…uh…you…what?" That was all Ichigo could say after trying to turn his brain back on and failing miserably.
Unohana chuckled and even Hanataro was amused at such an innocent reaction. "Goodness, that had an even better effect that we'd hoped!"
Orihime said nothing, her cheeks burning as she stood there next to the motherly captain. It wasn't that just Ichigo was ogling her that was making it so embarrassing; it was because Hanataro was too. And she knew why.
After a moment Ichigo finally found his voice. "Wait…so you…want to have…a foursome? Like…you want me to-"
"Fuck me," Unohana said with all the bluntness of a sledgehammer. "I proposed to Orihime that we have a swinger's night and trade boyfriends. Hanataro will take Orihime. And you can have me."
Just hearing the words made Ichigo blush harder. The idea of having sex with another woman with Orihime in the room was bizarre. But the thought of Hanataro having sex with Orihime was a hard pill to swallow. "You guys…do this often?" he asked his friend.
For his part, Hanataro could understand Ichigo's hesitation. "A lot of Soul Reapers live for hundreds of years. So we…like to spice things up from time to time. Unohana and I talked about it and we thought you two would like to join us tonight."
"I spoke to Orihime about it earlier while we were shopping and she agreed to it." Unohana walked behind Orihime and put her hands on the young girl's shoulders. "So what do you say, Ichigo? Would you like to join us? We'll understand if you say no." Her tone told Ichigo that she was being honest and he appreciated the fact that both she and Hanataro were willing to give him a choice.
But in truth, the tent in Ichigo's pants more than made up his mind for him. That and he knew from experience that trying to deny Unohana, even if she was being generous, was a bad thing.
Plus, having both women in front of him wearing such sexy lingerie? How could he resist?
"I…guess I can join you," Ichigo spoke after a moment of contemplation. Hanataro and Unohana were both pleased by Ichigo's response. Orihime blushed from hearing Ichigo's affirmative, knowing that they were both about to go down a bizarre sexual road.
"Splendid. Let's get started. Hanataro and I have been eager to get started all night!" Unohana walked over to Ichigo while Orihime timidly approached Hanataro.
"Don't be shy, you two." She took hold of Ichigo's hands and pulled him up onto his feet. "Just relax and you'll be getting into the swing of things."
'Emphasis on swing…' thought Ichigo for a moment. Unohana's soft, warm hands slipped underneath his shirt and touched his bare stomach. Without waiting for Ichigo to respond she tugged his shirt over his head. Her blue eyes took in the sight of Ichigo's strong chest and toned abs. She loved Hanataro but it'd been quite long time since she had a strong man at her fingertips for her to sink her claws in.
Ichigo went stiff as Unohana pressed her body against his. Arms wrapped around his shoulders and the smell of the woman's perfume invaded Ichigo's mind to lower his defenses. "Just relax…" Unohana whispered. In an instant she closed the difference between them and planted her lips firmly on his.
For the second time that day Ichigo's brain blew a fuse. Everything in the room, the nice finery, Hanataro, and even Orihime seemed to fade from his vision as he succumbed to the Soul Reaper's lips. Unohana's kiss was so much different than his girlfriend's. A kiss with Orihime was sweet and fast, her lips tasting like sweets. Even though they've kissed enough times to no longer be called virgins, there was still a bit of shy awkwardness between them.
Unohana's lips by contrast tasted of the finest tea, lingering from their dinner. Her kiss was deep and warm, like she never wanted to part with Ichigo's lips. The pure seductive feel of her soft lips helped Ichigo loosen up. He pulled away for a moment to get a breath of fresh air but Unohana's hungry lips sucked it out of him. His lips were slightly parted, making his mouth easy prey for her tongue. "Mmmh…" Unohana held him close while they made out. Her breasts pushed against his chest. A soft chuckle came from the captain when she rubbed her thigh against Ichigo's groin and felt just how hard he was through his jeans. Melting into the woman's embrace and giving in to her seduction, Ichigo put his arms around her waist. His hands reached for Unohana's luscious panty-clad ass. A moan came from them both as Ichigo's hands started to play with the woman's booty.
Watching Ichigo make out Unohana made Orihime become caught in twin emotions. The first was a sense of betrayal and jealousy, seeing her boyfriend getting it on with another woman was certainly not something she'd say she could get used to, even if she did consent to it.
On the other hand, it made her horny as hell to watch.
A hand touched her shoulder, making her jump before seeing it was Hanataro. Her blush deepened when she saw he'd stripped down to a pair of black boxers. "Are you ready, Orihime?" he asked. She had to admit that compared to Ichigo, Hanataro was quite small in terms of build. He was thin and lanky, a thin scar going across his chest. Yet despite his small physique, she saw what looked like a massive bulge in her pants. She swallowed the lump in her throat and prepared herself for what she was about to do.
"I…I guess…"
Smiling, the meek medic took her hand and gently led her back to the couch. He sat down and gestured to the spot next to him. "Don't worry. I promise it'll feel really good."
"O…okay…" Orihime took a deep breath and leaned forward, preparing herself to kiss another man in front of Ichigo. Hanataro caressed her cheek softly, wanting her to relax and softly connected their lips together.
Their kiss was quick, unlike Ichigo's and Unohana's. However, once they broke the kiss Hanataro reached out and started running his hands along Orihime's shoulders, kissing the orangette's cheek before peppering her neck with soft kisses.
"Ah…ahh…" Orihime's body became hot from the medic's touch. When he leaned back up she gave him another kiss, this time much deeper. "Mmmh!" Her hands reached out to touch him, his skin just as hot as hers. She closed her eyes while continuing to make out with Hanataro, surrendering her body to the Third-Seat's hands.
The Substitute and the captain were on the huge bed, continuing to make out. Both of them were on their knees, their hands exploring one another's bodies. Their tongues were colliding with such intensity that Ichigo couldn't think straight. 'Is this right?' Ichigo kept asking himself that but all he could focus on was the woman in front of him. He peeked over to the couch and saw Orihime with Hanataro. Like with his girlfriend, Ichigo felt a seed of anger build inside of him at the sight of another man touching his girl. But Unohana put a finger to his cheek and brought his focus back to her and the anger became buried by a wave of shameless eroticism.
Finally Unohana pulled away from Ichigo, watching in amusement as he panted for air. His face was flushed and his eyes were starting to glaze over from so much sensation rattling around in his brain. Hands soft as silk ran up Ichigo's sides, sending chills up his spine before she licked his neck, dragging her wet, pink tongue up the side to drive him wild.
"Heheh, you like?" Unohana whispered when Ichigo's hands reached up to cup her bosom. "Go ahead, Ichigo…"
Lust became the ruling factor inside Ichigo's mind. He pushed the woman down onto the bed, pinning her to the mattress with his heavy weight. Unohana's boobs weren't quite as bouncy or as firm as Orihime's but Ichigo found them to be irresistible. He dragged started worshiping her breasts, egged on by Unohana's hands running through his orange hair. "Oooooh!" Unohana slurred, feeling Ichigo lick the top of her breasts before his lips wrapped around her hard pink nipple. Her back arched when those warm lips wrapped around her nipple. She lifted her thigh and started rubbing it against Ichigo's bulge again, earning a heated moan from the boy that reverberated into her tit.
Over on the couch, Orihime was being reduced to a moaning mess. She laid back on the couch, one leg draped over Hanataro's lap. Hanataro continued to lavish Orihime's soft neck with his tongue. One hand went to her barely covered breast, tugging her bra down slightly so that her nipples were completely exposed, letting Hanataro's fingers play with her tender tit. The other trailed up Orihime's thigh, making her break out with goosebumps as he neared her tender nether regions. A sharp gasp escaped her beautiful lips when the medic's small fingers pressed against her panty-clad pussy. The fabric of Orihime's lingerie was so thin it might as well have been nonexistent. "Ah! Ha-Hanataro," she breathed as he rubbed her through her panties. Her pussy was already moist thanks to her growing arousal but the medics ministrations were turning her on. She hadn't been this aroused since the first time she had sex with Ichigo.
When Orihime's head turned Hanataro took full advantage and kissed her, moaning into her lips. He thumbed her sensitive nipple and could feel her heart beating quicker. He broke the kiss and took in the sight of the teen, panting for breath. "Orihime…" His hand dipped beneath her panties, fingering her bare pussy.
"Nghhh!" Orihime put a finger in her mouth and lightly bit down on it. She wanted to try to control herself, to not lose herself to the insane lust that Hanataro and Unohana wanted to draw her and Ichigo into. But it was impossible to resist. Slowly her hand reached out and palmed the large tent in Hanataro's underwear.
Orihime's hot breath hit Hanataro's face. He let go of Orihime's boob and grabbed her hand, guiding it to his underwear's waistband. Swallowing hard, Orihime got the message and grabbed the hem of his underwear. Lifting his hips, Hanataro gave a sigh of relief as his underwear was tugged down his legs and his manhood was freed. Orihime's eyes widened when she saw how big and thick of an erection Hanataro was sporting. He was easily as big as Ichigo! And with his small frame, the Third-Seat's cock looked even bigger!
Taking hold of Orihime's hand again, Hanataro brought it to his thick clamhammer. Her hand gingerly took hold of his girth, finding it to be incredibly warm. She listened as a soft moan came from Hanataro when her hand began to move. The healers pressed their lips together as they got each other off with their hands. Orihime felt her mind turn to mush feeling Hanataro slip a finger inside of her.
Back on the bed, the two fornicating Soul Reapers had shifted positions. Ichigo lay on his back, moaning uncontrollably from feeling the captain grinding her body against his. Heat burned in his chest when the woman's hard nipples rubbed into his chest. His hands went to her ass and went back to groping it. Feeling dirty, the Substitute grabbed the edges of her panties and pulled them up, making her underwear dig into her delicate folds. "Nghh!" Unohana grew wetter at the treatment, wanting more of Ichigo's perverted side. If Ichigo was even half the lover that Hanataro was…
The seductive woman slid down Ichigo's front, settling in between his legs. Unbuttoning his pants, the horny captain tugged them and his underwear off, her eyes lighting up when she saw Ichigo's cock. He was easily a match for Hanataro in terms of size. "Well now, and here the SWA was thinking you were compensating with your large zanpakuto," she teased.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ichigo asked. He was indignant for a moment before Unohana ran a finger up his veiny shaft.
"Oh, nothing. It just means tonight is going to be even better than I'd hoped…
She tugged his pants completely off of him, leaving him nude on the bed. Ichigo's vison was clouded when the woman all of a sudden turned around and lowered her body onto Ichigo's. All he could see was Unohana's crotch, barely covered by her wet panties. Getting the idea, Ichigo reached up and unzipped the middle of Unohana's panties. He pulled the opened folds apart to reveal the woman's wet pussy. Inhaling her musk, Ichigo stuck out his tongue and began to eat her out.
"Mmmmh!" Ichigo couldn't see it but Unohana had the lewdest smile on her face, especially as she watched her boyfriend continue to finger Orihime. Returning to the cock in her hand, the ebon-haired woman leaned down and took the thick head into her mouth. She moaned from the thick taste of Ichigo's manhood, her tongue flattened by his girth as she took him into her hungry orifice. The length of Ichigo's clamhammer impressed Unohana, taking him deep down her throat. She felt the head hit the back of her throat, threatening to choke her. For a woman like her, suppressing her gag reflex took no effort, letting her take in even more of his shaft into her mouth. Her nose pressed against his balls after she'd impressively taken every inch down her throat. "Gckkk! Gkkkkkkk!" The motherly Soul Reaper, respected by all, had flipped her switch and became a pure slut, hungry for cock to gobble.
The hot vacuum sucking his cock felt amazing to Ichigo. Orihime had given him head, but Unohana was literally blowing his mind. He groped Unohana's fine ass while he licked her pussy. His fingers slipped underneath her panties to palm her bare cheeks. Hearing, or to be more precise feeling, Unohana moan into his cock spurred him on. Unohana smothered his face with her crotch, grinding her pussy into his face. Ichigo reached for her pink folds and spread them, letting his tongue dive into her honeypot. Unohana tasted differently than Orihime but he didn't mind. "Mmmmh!"
Both Soul Reaper's moaned lewdly while they got each other orally 69-style. They were both in heaven. Unohana was impressed by Ichigo's skill at eating a woman out. 'Heheheh…I wonder how much practice Orihime has been giving him?' she thought to herself amusingly. Her spine arced when the hot tongue licked her clit. Her toes curled when she started to feel that pleasure in her loins inside her blossom into electric fire that coursed through her veins. She could tell that Ichigo was close too. His tip smeared loads of pre-cum across her tongue and the back of her throat, pulsing in anticipation. Her hands went to Ichigo's balls, feeling how full they were. 'Mmmmh, they're so full. Sorry, Orihime but the first load is mine,' she teasingly said in her mind.
Sucking and licking, the two inched closer to their climaxes. Ichigo continued to attack her clit with his tongue. His fingers dug into the captain's meaty ass. The boy tried desperately to stave off his impending climax but Unohana's mouth was too good to resist. He took his mouth away from the woman's cooch long enough to grunt "Cumming!" before he unloaded everything his balls had to offer into the captain's waiting mouth.
"Gckkk!" Unohana was taken aback by the flood of hot cum that shot into her mouth. Ichigo's seed was greedily swallowed by the horny woman, delighting at the thick manly taste of his cum. Her belly felt hot when she swallowed his white crème, her pussy quivering at the idea of this being shot inside of her. It was almost enough to make her cum. But she mentally willed her climax away. When Ichigo finally made her cum, she wanted it to be glorious.
Unohana pulled her mouth away from Ichigo's manhood, a heavenly sigh escaping her lips as Ichigo shot the last rope of sticky cum onto her face, painting her lips with white spunk. "Mmmh, you came more than I thought. Delightful…" Ichigo's vitality impressed her, seeing his cock still hard despite blowing such a huge load. She licked the cum off her face and rolled off of Ichigo. Rolling onto her back, the captain spread her legs before the orange-head, reaching down to open her lips to show him her pink hole, hungry to fell his cock bury itself in its depths. "Now that I had a taste, it's time you fed this mouth down here, don't you agree?" Her hand trailed up to the glowing heart tattoo that was imprinted on her womb. "Orihime told me that you two have only had protected sex. So I took the liberty of giving both her and myself a Kidō spell that creates a protective seal to prevent you and Hanataro from getting us pregnant. That's right…" Unohana winked when she saw Ichigo's incredulous face.
"That means you can cum inside me and Orihime. All. Night. Long."
Just those words alone put steam back into Ichigo's engine. Not wanting to impregnate Orihime, he'd only ever had sex with a condom. But tonight he was gifted with the pleasure of fucking a woman raw. He crawled on top of Unohana and aimed his manhood at her hungry hole. His breath hitched when his cock touched her entrance, slowly inching its way into Unohana's raw pussy. "Ah! C-Captain Unohana!" Ichigo gasped once his cock was fully sheathed inside of her.
Arms and legs wrapped around Ichigo's chest and waist, locking him into place. Unohana's face twisted for a moment as she felt Ichigo's manhood stretch her wide. 'Oooh! Fuck he's huge! If he and Hanataro double pounded me, I don't think I'd have a pussy afterwards.' She let out a heavy moan as Ichigo bottomed out her pussy. "Fuck me…" she whispered, holding him close and feeling his heavy weight pin her to the bed. "I want you to fuck me as hard as you fuck her."
Ichigo crashed his lips with hers, eating her moan when he pulled his cock out of her and slammed back in. The walls of Unohana's pussy gripped his cock, refusing to let go. Ichigo thought his brain might melt from the sensation of raw pussy around his clamhammer. 'This feels so good! Does Orihime's bare pussy feel like this?'
Hanataro and Orihime watched their partners fuck like animals in front of them, treating it like their very own porno. The sight of watching her boyfriend fuck another woman silly flipped a switch inside Orihime she didn't know she had. Her hand jerked him off quicker. "Ah…ohh…oooohhh…" Her pussy felt so good as Hanataro slipped another finger inside of her, scissoring his digits and hitting her sensitive spots. "Hanataro. I'm…" She turned her head and Hanataro knew what she was trying to say.
"Me too…" panted the medic, his cock throbbing as it smeared her palm with pre-cum. His eyes were glued to the beautiful Orihime, eager to see her face in the midst of orgasm.
The fingers inside her moved faster. The orangette couldn't think. The coil winding up in her loins was unbearable. Her whole body tensed as it surrendered to bliss. "I'm…I'm cumming!" she cried out loudly. Her legs spread wide as she squirted around Hanataro's digits. Her panties became soaked from her gushing juices. The couch beneath her became stained by her gushing silvery love juices. Later Orihime would hope that she wouldn't be charged for cleaning such an expensive piece of furniture.
A searing hot pressure built inside Hanataro's shaft, rushing to the tip. The dark-haired medic rolled his head back and let out a loud moan right before it burst out of his cock. "Ah! Ahhhh!" His cock erupted like a volcano, spilling hot white cum all over Orihime's hand. The medic reached out to pull Orihime into to a breathtaking kiss, sharing her moan while he painted her hand in white spunk.
For a few moments the two healers basked in the afterglow. The fingers left Orihime's cooch, forcing a groan from her lips when she pulled away from Hanataro's kiss. Grabbing a rag he'd brought with him, Hanataro cleaned the cum off of Orihime's hand. Part of him wanted her to lick her hand clean, to watch her devour his seed like his girlfriend would but he shot that thought down. He knew about Orihime's bizarre tastes from Orihime and Rangiku; but he was already asking a lot from the orangette. He didn't want to push too far.
Once Orihime's hand was cleaned, she noticed that the Third-Seat was still hard as a rock. He stroked himself, smiling as he stared at the beautiful orangette with clear intentions about what he wanted next. "Are you ready, Orihime?"
"I…I guess…" said Orihime after a moment. She hopped up off the couch and let the thin young man reach for her undergarments. The soiled pair of white panties, practically transparent by now, were peeled off down her legs. Orihime reached behind her and unclipped her bra as well, baring it all before him. A dark thrill ran down her spine at the thought of what she was about to do. But hearing Unohana moan behind her while Ichigo ravaged her pussy helped spur her to join in on the crazy fun.
With bated breath the orangette sat down next to Hanataro. The pair laid down on their sides and Hanataro slid behind Orihime. A hand raised her leg, his cock aimed at her pussy like sword aimed at its sheath. Orihime looked down and let out a loud gasp as her friend's manhood pushed into her. "Ohhh…" she moaned as that thick length began to ram into her. "It's…so big…"
She could feel every inch of him as he began to move. It felt different than when she and Ichigo did it with a condom. Even though they used the ultra-thin variety, there was still a clear difference to the girl in taking a cock raw inside her snatch. After a few minutes of adjusting to his surprisingly large size, Orihime began to moan constantly. 'It feels so good! Does Unohana feel this good having Ichigo raw inside of her?' A pang of jealousy hit Orihime for a moment, wanting to feel her boyfriend fuck her like he was fucking Unohana. But that feeling of jealousy was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of ecstasy when Hanataro started to move faster. "Ah! Ha-Hanataro!"
"You're so tight!" grunted the meek medic. He gripped her thigh tighter and moved his hips faster, his cock pumping in and out of her snatch. A hand sneaked underneath Orihime to grab her swaying breast. "Orihime…" The couch shook while the healers fucked on it. Orihime's face burned when she looked down and watched the young man's clamhammer slam in and out of her pussy. She reached behind her and ran a hand through his black hair. She turned her head and the pair shared a sloppy kiss, their bodies sticking together as sweat poured down their sides. "Mmmmh!"
Back on the bed, Unohana was being completely ravaged by Ichigo. The young Substitute had the motherly captain in a mating press. Her legs were on Ichigo's shoulders and he had her completely pinned to the bed, her legs smooshing her breasts as he leaned into her. "Ah! Yes! Yes!" she kept moaning. Her arms were thrown uselessly above her head. Every slide of Ichigo's cock made her feel like she was going to have a mini orgasm. The head of Ichigo's cock bumped against her cervix every time. The Kidō protection she put on herself and Orihime put a seal on their cervixes to prevent cum from entering their wombs. Yet every time Ichigo pounded her cervix she felt like her mind was going to melt. 'Mmmmh! He's fucking me so hard! Rukia did mention how he broke through her Kidō spell by sheer force. I wonder if he could literally fuck right through my barrier?' she thought to herself in between moments of mindlessness. It would certainly be something for Ichigo to brag about, that was for sure.
The bed shook like it was in the middle of an earthquake. Ichigo fucked her hard and fast. His mind was melting as her womanly walls gripped him. Part of him wondered if he could learn the spell Unohana put over herself so that he could fuck Orihime raw all the time. "C-Captain Unohana!" he moaned shamelessly.
Unohana pulled him into a bruising kiss, her tongue diving into his mouth with. "Call me Retsu…" she told him. Her head tilted back and she grinned when she saw the scene on the couch. "They're having fun, don't you agree?"
Ichigo looked up and his eyes took in the sight of Hanataro fucking Orihime with the same intensity he was fucking Unohana. Whatever anger and jealousy Ichigo previously felt wasn't present. He could only watch his girlfriend get fucked and find it so hot.
"Nghh! Mmmmmh!" Unohana's arms clung to Ichigo's shoulders. "Fuck me! Faster!" she panted.
Hearing Unohana talk dirty was something Ichigo wanted to hear more of. He gripped her soft thighs and fucked her faster. He watched the kind, motherly captain's face twist to that of a pure slut. He pressed his lips against hers again, already feeling his balls ready to blow their load again.
Feeling his thick length grind against her G-spot and cervix again and again pushed the already horny captain over the edge. No sooner did their kiss break did she show the boy her true sex face. "Cumming! I'm cumming!" Her toes curled and Ichigo felt her pussy clamp down on him, his cock shoved all the way inside of him. "Nghhhhhhh!"
The woman's pussy gushed around Ichigo. Unohana dug her nails into Ichigo's shoulders while her mind turned white. Her eyes glazed over and she let out a moan that echoed throughout the room. "OOOOOOH!"
Already balls deep inside the horny woman, Ichigo couldn't hold it in anymore after feeling her raw pussy wrap around him, his balls wet with her gushing juices. "I'm…cumming!" he grunted. He threw his head back and let out an equally loud moan right as he blew his load inside of her. "Ahhh!"
Hot cum filled Unohana's womanhood, making her melt from its intense heat. To her relief her barrier held and none of it entered her womb, letting her enjoy the creampie to the fullest without worrying she would be carrying an orange-haired baby inside of her. Ichigo let go of her legs, falling on top of her. The Soul Reapers wrapped their arms around each other, lips locked while they enjoyed the afterglow.
While Ichigo and Unohana were coming down from their highs, Orihime and Hanataro were both still on Cloud Nine. Orihime could feel her body beginning to slide down the slope of ecstasy and she couldn't hold back anymore. "Hanataro! I'm…I'm cumming!"
"Me too!" grunted back Hanataro. His face was buried in Orihime's orange hair. He lifted her leg higher, letting his cock fuck her at a deeper angle. "Ah! Cumming! Ahhh!"
"Ohhhhh!" Orihime's eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her back arched as she climaxed again, feeling Hanataro blow his load inside of her. Her pussy felt like it was melting as he painted her womanly walls white, Unohana's barrier preventing it from reaching her womb. "Nghhhh…" Her body became limp as she lay there, feeling Hanataro's seed fill her pussy, spilling out of her plugged cunt. Another moan left her when she felt her pussy emptied. She turned around and hugged Hanataro, kissing him passionately. That ember of lust started to become reignited as his hands traveled around her naked body.
Silence filled the room as the four enjoyed their climaxes, emotions running high as they continued to hold one another. As Ichigo rolled off of her and panted for breath, Unohana sat up with a happy smile. "Well, that was a good warm-up, don't you think?"
'…huh?'
Ichigo and Orihime looked up at her with confusing eyes as she slid off the bed. The woman quickly pulled off her panties, tossing them over to Orihime's discarded underwear. She reached under the bed and brought out a large bag she'd brought with her along with her other belongings. Seeing their faces, the woman winked at them both. She pulled out a CD and stuck it in a player, setting the mood with a porno soundtrack that she'd brought along for just such occasions now that she knew Ichigo and Orihime were getting into it. Orihime felt Hanataro sit up next to her and took her hand, guiding her over to the bed.
"Let's continue having fun, shall we?"
A little later…
The party was only just beginning. Ichigo and Orihime were sure the reason that Unohana wanted a penthouse suite was because she could howl and not worry about other people hearing her. If the couple thought that Unohana and Hanataro were done after only one round of sex, they were very wrong.
Unohana was having the time of her life. She was on her hands and knees, pleasure assaulting her. Below her was Ichigo, thrusting up into her pussy, churning his seed that he'd already pumped inside of her. Above her was her boyfriend, Hanataro, shoving his lubed-up cock right into her asshole. Hanataro palmed her round, phat asscheeks while he plunged his manhood right into her backdoor. Unohana was a panting, moaning mess as her pussy and asshole were stretched wide by the thick cocks ramming into her, her holes completely full.
It was hard to hear Unohana moan, however, with her face buried in Orihime's pussy. The girl was on her hands and knees also, hovering above Ichigo and moaning from feeling Unohana's tongue eating her out. Unohana moaned uncontrollably. Her hands gripped Orihime's soft booty while her tongue dipped into her young honeypot. She licked up her boyfriend's cum as it dripped out of Orihime's gaping pussy. The taste was exquisite to the horny woman, who didn't want the endless pleasure to stop.
"Retsu…" moaned her boyfriend. He'd taken a bottle of lube she'd given him and roughly shoved his cock into her asshole with barely any prep, just how the slut of a woman liked it. He smacked her ass, making both him and Ichigo moan as her tight holes tightened around their cocks. The two boys moved in synch with one another. As Ichigo slid into her pussy Hanataro pulled out of her asshole and vice versa.
"Ah! Ohhh!" Orihime felt Unohana's tongue continue to lick her creampied pussy. It felt weird to have a woman eat her out but she was too horny by this point to really care anymore. Ichigo, not wanting to remain idle lying underneath the ladies, reached up to Orihime's swaying breasts. "Ah! Ichigo!" Fingers pinched her tits and pulled them, stretching her breasts out. "Ooooh!"
Unohana enjoyed listening to Orihime. She pulled away from the orangette's honeypot and leaned back against her boyfriend's chest. She turned her head and whispered something to Hanataro, who nodded in response. Without slowing down his hips at all and still spanking the woman with one hand, the medic reached into the bag next to them and handed it to Unohana. Smirking, the woman put the item in her mouth, lubing it up with her spit in between moans.
Ichigo heard Orihime give a sharp gasp above him. He wondered what was happening but when Orihime shifted, he saw that Unohana had placed a very large butt plug in her ass. Orihime's eyes widened and she struggled to remain upright. She and Orihime have had sex plenty of times but never had they dared venture into the danger zone.
The debauchery continued. Again and again Hanataro and Ichigo filled Unohana's holes. Unohana pleasured Orihime by eating her out, twisting the butt plug she'd put inside the girl. Orihime was the first to achieve release. Her cries echoed into screams of ecstasy when Ichigo started to lick her clit along with Unohana's cunnilingus. With the foreign feeling of having her butt toyed with, it was too much for the young girl to take. "Ah! Ahhhhh!" Unohana moaned in delight as Orihime squirted all over her face. She gripped Orihime's thighs while enduring the double pounding. Sadly she couldn't maintain herself for long and took her head away from the orangette's cooch long enough to get an equally loud moan before climaxing. Her pussy and asshole gripped the cocks buried inside of her and she gushed again. The boys both grunted Unohana's name and came inside her. Unohana felt her asshole burn as it was painted white with her boyfriend's cum and her pussy fill with Ichigo's seed again.
The boys pulled out of Unohana and Hanataro left to go clean himself up for a moment. Unohana crawled off of Ichigo. When Orihime sat up and turned around, Ichigo was gifted with the sight of Unohana wrapping her arms around his girlfriend and kiss her. Their breasts pushed together while they made out, breasts pushing together. Orihime moaned deeply into her lips when Unohana reached around and twisted the butt plug still inside of her.
Pulling away, Unohana licked her lips. "Are you ready, Orihime?"
"For what?" panted back the sweaty, aroused teenager.
"For the boys to see a little girl on girl action."
A little later…
The bed creaked from the tempo of Orihime's bouncing. Her large breasts bounced up and down like water balloons, her body feeling like it was burning up with ecstasy.
"Heheh, look at her go…" teased Unohana. She sat beneath Orihime, watching the orangette ride her strap-on dildo. Her eyes were glued to the girl's jiggling ass, watching it ripple every time her cheeks collided with Unohana's hips. The pink strap-on dildo was easily equal in size to Ichigo's and Hanataro's cocks. However, this was the "strapless" variety of strap-on, the curved end of the sex toy buried in Unohana's cooch. Hands sensually ran up and down Orihime's smooth thighs, teasing her clit with one hand to drive the orangette wilder. She panted and moaned into Orihime's ear, feeling her end of the strap-on shift inside of her with each bounce. To make matters even more sensual, the butt plug was still in her ass, also being stirred up by her constant bouncing.
"Ah! It's…so deep! So big! My…" Orihime closed her eyes while rolling her hips, groaning when the plastic toy inside her crotch shifted inside her, grinding against her sweet spots and churning Hanataro's cum still inside of her. "My pussy's so full!"
Chuckling, Unohana took her hands and ran them up Orihime's sides before they cupped her bouncing titties. The slutty captain pressed her lips against Orihime's ear, nibbling on her earlobe while rubbing her bare nipples into her back, her hands groping the teen's tits.
Orihime's hands were not idle. Standing on her left and right sides were Ichigo and Hanataro. In her hands were their cocks. She stroked them vigorously while her hips bounced up and down wildly. Her hazel eyes had a hazy glaze to them. She leaned her head and licked the tip of Ichigo's cock, tasting his pre-cum and the lingering taste of Unohana's juices on his manhood.
The boys both moaned from Orihime's handjob, Ichigo especially. He ran a hand through her sweaty orange hair. Hanataro, meanwhile, bucked his hips into Orihime's handjob, loving how soft her grip was.
So much stimulation was hitting Orihime all at once. Her hips were moving beyond their control at this point. Her head rolled backwards onto Unohana's shoulder, giving the captain the opportunity to attack her neck with her sinful tongue. "Ah! Ahhhh!" went the girl when Unohana's nimble fingers pinched her nipples. "Ohhhhhh!"
"Goodness, Ichigo didn't tell me you had such sensitive tits," Unohana teased before revealing her next trick. She let go of Orihime's breasts and reached down to the base of her strap-on, hitting a button and turning it on.
VRRRRRRRR!
Ichigo and Hanataro watched Orihime's eyes grow wide. The thick rubbery phallus filling her honeypot suddenly began to vibrate, adding a whole new level of pleasure. "Ah! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming!" she kept shouting over and over again. Her body was now in Unohana's possession. "Ahhhhhh!"
The girl came all over Unohana's lap, covering her pussy with her juices. The boys were unable to hold back either from Orihime's intense handjob. First Ichigo and then Hanataro, they shouted Orihime's name before their cocks exploded. Orihime closed her eyes and moaned when the two came all over her, her face and her breasts painted white.
Her end of the dildo was also vibrating. With the toy grinding against her G-spot, Unohana followed the other three into climax. She turned Orihime's head and smashed her lips against the orangette's puffy cum-stained lips. Her moan of climactic ecstasy was buried inside Orihime's throat.
The cries of lust died down and Orihime let go of the boys' cocks, slumping back into the motherly captains embrace. The two young men sat down and took deep breaths, cooling down while watched Unohana grab a rag and clean up Orihime's breasts and face. "More?" she asked the three after she was finished cleaning up the girl. The response she got was threefold.
"More."
A little later…
"Mmmmh!"
The bed was once again put to the test, constantly rocking and creaking while the foursome continued. Orihime and Unohana embraced as they made out. Unohana's braid tickled Orihime's chest, their nipples rubbing together. They both grabbed each other's asses as their tongues tied together. The women were both on their knees. Behind them was their respective boyfriends, fucking their partners as hard as their hips could muster.
Fucking Unohana's raw pussy had been great. But being able to stick his manhood into Orihime's pussy and fuck the daylights out of her without the need of protection was a dream come true for the orange-haired substitute. His strong hands gripped his girlfriend's hips tightly. The feeling of his girlfriend's walls wrapped around him was heavenly. He wished he had the stamina to fuck her until the sun came up.
Likewise Hanataro was back to enjoying his girlfriend's pussy, hips moving with raw passion. In addition to having her boyfriend from behind, Unohana decided to also shove a vibrating dildo in her ass to simulate getting double penetrated again, the vibrations making it feel all the better.
The two young Soul Reapers pressed themselves into their girlfriends' backs and sandwiched them together, creating a large mass of rubbing flesh between them. Orihime couldn't think anymore. The pleasure in her loins plus having her body pressed between Ichigo and Unohana, lip locking with the woman and her breasts rubbing together while the butt plug still in her ass continued to tease her backdoor was just too much for one young teenager to bear. Unohana enjoyed watching Orihime's face twist with pleasure, sucking on her tongue. The horny captain made a mental note to bring a camera next time to record all this.
"Ah! Ohhh! Nghhh! Mmmmmh! Yes! Yes! Ohhh!"
"Oooooh! Don't stop! Fuck! Fuck me! Harder! Faster! Deeper!"
"Orihime! Ah! So good! Ahh!"
"Ah! Retsu! Retsu! You're so good! Mmmmmh!"
The four were now reduced to nothing but grunts, moans and cries of ecstasy. Orihime clung to Unohana, her body feeling like it was going to give out at any second. Ichigo squeezed his eyes shut, his hips moving like there was no tomorrow, so close to release. Unohana bucked into Hanataro's thrusts, her mouth spewing moan after moan from the constant vibrating double penetration. The meek medic wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist, his balls ready to blow their load again.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Nobody knew who shouted in climax. Perhaps one of them; perhaps all of them. Regardless, one after the other they reached bliss. Orihime squirted hard, her moans devoured by Unohana's lips when she squirted around Ichigo's cock, seconds later feeling Ichigo erupt inside her. Her pussy burned as Ichigo came inside her, Unohana's barrier still holding out thankfully. Unohana's eyes rolled into the back of her head, the pleasure becoming too much for even her to bear. Feeling Hanataro creampie her was enough to finally push her over the edge, squirting around him.
Exhaustion hit the teenage couple like a wet sack of cement dropped from a skyscraper. The orange-haired teenagers fell back on the bed, Ichigo's cock slipping out of the girl's creampied cunt. They panted for breath, sleep encroaching upon them like a silent predator. Ichigo instinctively wrapped an arm around Orihime, who snuggled with him for warmth. A groan escaped Orihime and they looked up to see Unohana pulling the butt plug out of Orihime's derriere.
The kind captain grabbed the covers and pulled them over the two, letting Ichigo and Orihime get some much needed rest. "That was wonderful, you two. Hanataro and I haven't had that much fun in a long while."
Orihime let out a weak giggle, her eyelids drooping from the strain to stay awake. "That…certainly was exciting."
"Yeah…" panted back Ichigo. "That was certainly an experience…"
The pair of Soul Reapers looked at each other and smiled. "So…would you like to join us for another double date tomorrow? And maybe later on while we're still in town?"
"Yes," both teen said without hesitation.
Nodding, Unohana leaned down and kissed their cheeks. "Splendid. Go ahead and sleep. We'll wake you tomorrow morning so you'll have enough time to get ready for school."
The teens didn't hear her. No sooner did they say yes to Hanataro's question did their endurance wear out and they fell asleep. Hanataro smiled warmly at his friends. "They make a cute couple."
"They do. A shame they don't have much stamina. Perhaps we'll invite Kisuke and Yoruichi with us next time and get a full orgy going…" mused the woman. She hopped off the bed, a trail of white cum dripping down her legs. "I'm going to go shower. Care to join me?"
Hanataro merely grinned and smacked her ass in response. "Sure." Hand in hand they walked into the bathroom, the door clicking shut and leaving Ichigo and Orihime to snooze in peace, the double date being on they'd never forget…
The End