19 Resonance : Rebound

Though he produced an excessive amount of noise, likely to annoy her, Yoruichi was pleasantly surprised with Ohta's performance. Instead of fumbling around and focusing on the entrance to her vagina, like most amateurs, he dutifully worked her folds and skillfully flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue.

Fortunately for Yoruichi, Ohta resisted the temptation to stop early just to fuck with her. It was a bit a simpish, but he really wouldn't mind giving the bronze-skinned beauty a proper plowing. Thus, as Yoruichi's pussy began to twitch, her entrance contracting and producing a notable suction, Ohta redoubled his efforts to ensure she reached a satisfying climax.

Narrowing her eyes and placing her full weight against Ohta, Yoruichi issued a faint but throaty "Mmmnnnnn..." as a pleasurable chill spread through her body, giving her goosebumps and causing her already erect nipples to become exceptionally rigid. Better yet, Ohta didn't cease his ministrations the moment she came. Instead, he continued working her insides as if he were giving her a deeply passionate kiss...

"Okay, I think you've earned yourself a reward..." remarked Yoruichi, leaning forward to unfasten the cloth keeping Ohta's hakama in place. Doing so gave him a bit of breathing room, prompting him to teasingly inquire, "Was this not my reward...?"

"Just shut up..." replied Yoruichi, freeing Ohta's fully erect cock from his pants. She had previously remarked that it wasn't that big, but 18-20cm was nothing to scoff at. Far from the biggest, but size wasn't everything. If it were too big, it would have been much more difficult to do what she had in mind...

Combing aside her bangs, Yoruichi showed no hesitation as she brought her mouth to Ohta's cock and enveloped his entire length, taking the tip into her throat. Then, using her tongue, she began to massage his shaft, lubricating it with her spit before proceeding to bob her head slowly and deliberately.

Though a powerful tremor ran through his body when Yoruichi began deepthroating him, running up his spine and nearly causing his teeth to clatter, Ohta didn't make the mistake of leaving her unattended. He had an inviting pair of lips and one of the most captivating asses he had ever seen right before him, so he sank his fingers into Yoruichi's pliable yet incredibly toned ass cheeks and dug in.

Exhaling a throaty chuckle, Yoruichi removed Ohta's cock from her mouth and remarked, "I appreciate the effort, but I hope you're not expecting an even greater reward..."

Before responding with words, Ohta made a loud slurping sound, briefly parting with Yoruichi's pussy lips to remark, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I have my reward right in front of me..."

Trembling as Ohta returned to work on her pussy, Yoruichi thought, ("This is starting to get out of hand..."). Despite this, she traced her tongue from the base of Ohta's shaft to the tip of his glans before taking its entire length into her mouth and giving it a powerful, retracting suck. She was starting to get legitimately horny, so she planned to finish Ohta off before things escalated further...

Realizing that Yoruichi was 'serious,' her suction powerful enough to raise his hips, Ohta pulled out the trump card he had been saving. He wasn't all that fond of eating ass, but that's what he did, causing the purple-haired woman's luminous golden eyes to widen as he tongue-punched her anus and simultaneously fingered her pussy.

Though her eyes briefly swam around in their sockets, Yoruichi hesitated to stop Ohta's unanticipated actions. She was supposed to be the more experienced between them, so even though it felt really weird, she didn't say anything and just kept sucking his dick. Fortunately, while Ohta could use his psychic power to conceal his erection, he wasn't at a level where he could stop himself from cumming, not when pitted against Yoruichi's vacuum blowjob.

Clenching his jaw, Ohta continued fingering Yoruichi's pussy even as his ass clenched, his balls contracting as the committed cat girl grabbed the base of his dick and drank the resulting ejaculate in several large gulps. He expected her to pull away at the last moment, but her mouth remained firmly around his shaft, his glans deep in her throat as she sucked the last remaining vestiges of semen directly from his urethra.

Feeling the tensions drain from his body, Ohta jokingly inquired, "Did the kitty enjoy her milk...?"

Rising to a seated position, simultaneously moving her ass and pussy out of reach of Ohta's mouth and tongue, Yoruichi sat on his abdomen, staring back at him with narrowed eyes. As she did so, Ohta felt a strange tension as, rather than anger or annoyance, there was a discernible 'hunger' in the golden-eyed beauty's gaze. Not that he could see it...

"It got real quiet all of a sudden..." muttered Ohta, extending his hands to grab Yoruichi's waist as he appended, "You're definitely still here..." while moving his hands up and down her sides, caressing her obliques and ribs. He felt compelled to take things a step further, but he was curious to see if she would be the one to do so...

While Ohta caressed her sides, Yoruichi observed his still-erect cock with a hungry glimmer in her eyes, seriously considering giving it a spin. It was much too soon if she wanted to make Ohta 'beholden' to her, but she was so close to cumming that she felt genuine remorse for not allowing him to carry her across the finish line...

Interrupting the silence, Ohta remarked, "If we're done here, I'm going to shower. You're free to join me." before giving Yoruichi's outer right thigh a light smack.

Regaining her senses, Yoruichi responded with a chortling, "You wish..." before attempting to climb off him. Ohta made no overt attempts to stop her, but she paused of her own accord when he asked, "Running away to masturbate alone?" in a teasing tone.

Taking advantage of Yoruichi's hesitation, Ohta added, "I know how close you were, and I already did most of the work. What's the point of running off now? Take a seat."

Positioning his hands as if he were prepared to catch Yoruichi's ass, Ohta earned an incredulous but amused look from the moderately frustrated Shinigami. At the same time, she thought, ("He really did put in the effort. It would almost be a shame to let it go to waste...")

"Fine..." replied Yoruichi, adopting a sly smile as she added, "However, as this is part of your reward, I expect you to bust your ass when we resume your training."

Adopting a cheeky smile of his own, Ohta retorted, "Keep rewarding me in advance, and I won't have a reason to slack off."

"Is that so...?" asked Yoruichi, ignoring her better judgment as she turned around and stated, "Then we'll try doing things your way. Just know that if you slack off, you 'will' be punished..."

Though he initially thought Yoruichi was blustering, Ohta realized she was serious when he felt a hand grab his dick, guiding the tip to something hot and moist. In the next moment, he felt a strong, melting pressure envelop his dick, accompanied by a sonorously husky sigh as Yoruichi lowered her weight against him.

Noticing Ohta's slightly open mouth, ostensibly fixed in disbelief, a catty, narrow-eyed smile developed across Yoruichi's face as she mused, "You can take off the blindfold. Spoiler alert, this isn't my mouth you're feeling right now..."

Pulling up the base of his blindfold with his thumb, Ohta still couldn't quite believe it when he saw Yoruichi seated flush against him, his cock pulsing in tune with the beat of her heart as the startling heat and pressure of her pussy made it adhere to him like a glove...

Raising her brows, Yoruichi questioned, "Is this your first time? If so, then you're both lucky and unfortunate. After this, there's a real possibility that other women won't be able to satisfy you..."

Removing the blindfold completely, Ohta earned an amused scoff from Yoruichi by giving her left ass cheek a light smack and saying, "Prove it." with a challenging smile.

"You're certainly not lacking in nerve..." noted Yoruichi, placing her left hand on her lower abdomen and pressing down as she began rolling her hips from front to back like a belly dancer. What surprised Ohta was that when she placed her hand on her belly, her insides began to vibrate and contract, her folds seeming to scrape his glans instead of the other way around.

Grabbing Yoruichi's waist instinctively, Ohta earned an amused chuckle from the feline beauty as she questioned, "What's wrong? I haven't even gotten into a rhythm yet. Can't handle a bit of light rocking...?"

Narrowing his eyes, Ohta warned, "If you're going to 'cheat,' don't blame me for doing the same..."

Craning her left brow, Yoruichi asked, "Cheat? Are you talking about my hand? Well, news flash, kid, but what you've experienced so far is all me. No tricks involved."

Demonstrating her point, Yoruichi moved her hips in a circle, causing a similar sensation to assail Ohta's dick.

"What you're experiencing is the vast difference in quality and quantity of our Reiryoku(spirit energy)," explained Yoruichi, her eyes beginning to glow as she said, "The history of my clan dates back more than a million years, preceding the first humans by more than 800,000. I'm the closest thing to a Demigoddess you'll ever meet, so don't be surprised if you end up worshiping me..."

Punctuating her statement, Yoruichi leaned forward, pinning Ohta with a powerful Reiatsu as her pussy tightened like it was trying to fuse with his dick. She wasn't trying to suppress him, but the act of procreation was no different from a ritual for native-born Souls. She could rein herself in if she wanted, but since she didn't, her Reiryoku resonated with Ohta's, causing his body to vibrate and emit a faint glow as she sat up and began to ride him at her leisure, cowgirl style.

Though he attempted to resist the tremendous pleasure permeating his body, radiating from his crotch, Ohta felt like he was experiencing sleep paralysis, fully conscious of what was happening but unable to move so much as a muscle. However, while he was mentally screaming at his body to act, he wasn't frightened, nor did he believe Yoruichi would do anything overtly to harm him. It was just frustrating, being unable to act when he had a rapidly growing desire to pin the self-proclaimed Demigoddess to the bed and fuck her senseless...

Noticing a faint pink glow appearing in Ohta's eyes, Yoruichi slowed her movements, allowing the resonance between their Reiryoku to mellow as she asked, "You're not thinking of doing something crazy, are you? Don't forget our current location..."

Catching Yoruichi more than a little off guard, Ohta abruptly grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands, seemingly drawn to her flesh like metal to a powerful magnet. At the same time, she could swear she felt him growing inside her as a pink aura spread across his body, extending to hers and making her feel warm and somewhat muddleheaded as he said, "If you believe...I'm going to lie here...and let you do as you please...you're dead wrong..."

Raising her brows, various thoughts flashed across Yoruichi's mind, chief among them being that she may have jumped the gun by failing to grasp the nature of Ohta's power before they had sex. Kisuke had hypothesized that his psychic powers were fueled by emotion, but she never expected his anger, frustration, and lust to 'rebound' like what she had experienced back in the alleyway, manifesting as a sickly pink aura that redirected the pleasure and frustration he had been enduring back at her...

Regaining the ability to move, Ohta bucked his hips powerfully, causing Yoruichi to fall forward, collapsing against his chest as he began fucking her like a man that had just been informed he only had a few minutes left to live. Coincidentally, depending on how things played out, that might not be an inaccurate assessment of the situation...

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(A/N: 100% Lust Activated...)