Bleach - Yoruichi's Whims (Part 3)

Waking up in the morning to see ebony boobs, a smirk, and feel a hand around your cock was something else. Aiko didn't think he would ever receive such a treat. Well, he was wrong.

So, so wrong.

"Mm, I already drained you twice and you're still not going down." A husky, horny voice was whispering into his ear. He saw a mare of purple hair and a glen of dark brown flesh near him. 

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

He had never seen his member this glossy. Wet, thick, and heavy, yet teetering on the edge of a climax. His balls tensed up. It was just as she said—she already emptied him. The ordinary Japanese worker was running on fumes here. His breath hitched as he watched her pump his cock, her lips curling into a seductive smile. She was right beside him, her breath touching the left side of his face, her boobs pressing his chest. Her arm was reaching down, down, down to his erection and giving it a touch it had never experienced before.

"You like that?" Yoruichi whispered, her voice dripping with sultry confidence. "About to cum? Come on, come on…!"

"Haa…! Ah~!" 

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

Aiko was unable to form words. He was lost in the sensation of her hand on him, feeling himself grow harder with each stroke. It was like his cock didn't have limits. With Yoruichi, everything felt okay. His brain tingled and he just…wanted…to let…go—! 

Yoruichi leaned closer, her lips grazing his ear as she whispered, "Cum, baby."

Aiko's body tensed at her words, desire pooling low in his belly. He moaned and he surrendered. His cock nearly spun out of control and he came. He came as hard as he could. The pressure was absurd and so were his cumshots, with Yoruichi attempting to keep it contained with her palm. Feeling the heavy, sticky splashes of cum, she went down to his shaft and began jerking up off.

Spurt, spurt, spurt! His cum flew up and fell on the other end of the bed. Yoruichi whistled, impressed. "No matter how many times I do this, it results in a wonderful reaction from you, Aiko! Haha!"

Spurt, spurt, spurt! Indeed, his cumshots were boisterous and thick. Yoruichi counted down the seconds in her head and found that it hadn't changed a bit since last night. Aiko was the same. Inevitably, all things had to come to an end and his seed dribbled down his shaft sadly. "Mmm…" Yoruichi retrieved her arm and licked the cum off her hand, smirking. "You really are something else. Just how backed up were you?"

Aiko huffed and puffed, too tired to answer.

"Doesn't matter." Her sticky hand returned to his cock, pumping it with life. "The fact that you don't go down…mm, I love it." 

Yoruichi swooped over and kneeled between his legs. Ass high, face low, her breath cooed over Aiko's cock. While remaining rigid, there was a chance it would go down. Not to mention it was messy from all the orgasms she forced it to undergo while he was asleep. "Let's get up to par, big guy." 

Her lips swallowed his cock down to base. Aiko let out a long sigh as Yoruichi's warm mouth and tongue began to clean it up. Their eyes met through the foggy haze of lust filling the room. She couldn't help but smirk, knowing full well she had him right where she wanted him. She pulled back, kissing the tip of his cock, suckling deeply before pulling back slightly to deepthroat him once more.

Meanwhile, her free hand roamed up his thigh, stroking it gently. What an expert. "Mwah!" Pull out, kiss, and then go back in. That was her strategy. The moist heat of Yoruichi's mouth enveloped Aiko's throbbing dick for the tenth time, the pleasure building up and threatening to tip him over. He gripped the bedsheets, hips bucking involuntarily against her skilled mouth. Another orgasm was approaching quickly. He couldn't believe it.

"T-thank you," Aiko muttered. He didn't know this woman. It had been…what? A single night? Well, technically longer since he had apparently been taking care of her in her cat form. But other than that, this woman was serving him like his personal slut. 

"Ooh, thanks already?" Pop! Yoruichi's lips were wet and curling into a smirk. Her ass slowly wet down, lying down flat. "I like that." Liiick. Her tongue up his sack, then up to his shaft as she raised herself. Liiick. "Mmm…! Let's go a little slower then."

Slower? Fuck, he was almost already there! He couldn't handle going slower! Her tongue went up, up, up, slow and gradual, before topping it with a kiss to the tip.

"Mwah!" One kiss. "Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!" Smoooch! Her last kiss was long and juicy. 

Those kisses. Those damn kisses. Aiko…just…couldn't—!

"I-I'm cumming!" 

Hearing Aiko's warning cry, Yoruichi went down and deepthroated him, determined to take every last drop of his cum. His hot seed filled her mouth as she sucked hard, savouring the taste even as it threatened to choke her. Spurt, spurt, spurt, spurt! 

Her eyes widened slightly. Seriously, just how backed up was this guy!? Were all Japanese workers like this!? Growing excited, thrilled even, Yoruichi the Flash Goddess swallowed everything he gave her, leaving him empty-handed and spent.

By the time he was done and panting, a single trail of cum leaked down Yoruich's chin. She pulled away slowly, releasing his softening shaft from her warm embrace, leaving traces of saliva mixed with precum on its underside. 

"There," the goddess said with a satisfied grin, meeting his gaze once more, "now aren't you happy I stuck around?" Before he could respond, she stood up straight on her knees, thrusting her chest out confidently. "And now you can give your thanks," she said teasingly, the sweat-drenched shine of her tits causing his flaccid cock to twitch. Her hands on her hips, she looked very proud of what she did to his cock.

Two blowjobs, one handjob, and a final blowjob. Seeping out of his limp member were drizzles of thin white cum. He was done. 

Or so Yoruichi thought.

A faint smirk played on Yoruichi's lips as she watched Aiko's semi-hardened dick spring back to full attention. This was a huge shock; it often took a man some time to recover completely after such an intense oral session. 

"It seems we're not quite done here, are we?" Yoruichi purred. "Well, if you're up for round two, who am I to refuse?" She giggled playfully, leaning down to give his throbbing cock a teasing lick before wrapping her hands around it, stroking it smoothly from base to tip. "Are all your morning woods this impossible to keep down?"

Panting, Aiko shyly nodded.

Yoruichi raised a brow. "Oh? And here I thought you just couldn't resist me, big guy." Her ample breasts were laid bare to Aiko's hungry eyes. Frankly, she was wrong. Just looking at her made him want to get milked.

Yoruichi released his cock, turned and bent over, presenting herself to him as if offering herself up as a sacrifice. Her big round ass cheeks—God of Thunder 3—wiggled enticingly, begging for attention. With her puckered anus and amazingly moist pussy, she wanted him to choose. 

"I'm an open gal," she purred, arching her back slightly. "So choose, baby."

"I-I'm pretty vanilla…" Aiko admitted.

"No issue with me." Yoruichi smirked and—CLAP! Her pussy went down on his cock. All of it. Instantly, the goddess felt Aiko's throbbing length slide inside her welcoming entrance, filling her completely. Gasping softly at the lovely sensation, she grinded down on him. 

Slowly, she started to build momentum, rising up and then falling back down on top of him. Ass toward him, riding him, Yoruichi was doing everything Aiko had ever wished for. The lewd sounds of her cunt clinging to him and the way her ass cheeks jiggled and pounded on him were liberating. His very world felt like it was in nirvana. Black hot pleasure that could not be fought again.

Moans escaping her lips, Yoruichi moved leisurely, her body rocking against Aiko's in perfect rhythm. Each time she lowered herself onto him, his cock pressed deep into her core, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her. Her plump ass cheeks grinded and twisted and clung themselves to him. His cock and his very flesh—Yoruichi wanted to keep in contact with all of it. 

Smiling, Yourichi reached behind her, grabbing hold of his hands and placing them on her firm globes. "Fuck me," she whispered breathlessly, giving his fingers a gentle squeeze. "Fuck me hard."

He couldn't—because right then and there, Aiko came. Neither party expected it. Neither expected the sudden, early orgasm to feel so good. Getting filled up, Yoruichi leaned forward, nearly going limp. "Fuck, fuck, fuck—!" she muttered. A reverse cowgirl creampie!? And so soon!? 

Aiko's hips bucked upward. Yoruichi snapped back upright, spine arching and lips open. She couldn't believe how hot and fulfilling it was.

"Ha…ha…" His hands were still glued to her ass; to God of Thunder 3. He saw slips of his cum leaking out onto his pelvis. "S-sorry, you're just so tight…"

"Mmm…" Yoruichi closed her eyes and licked her lips. "You're really sensitive, aren't you?" she said, giggling as she looked over at him. "I wanna see just how sensitive."

Suddenly, she began riding him anew. Something had distinctly changed. Yoruichi's pace increased, her nails digging lightly into his knee as she rode him harder and faster towards another climax.

Slam! Slam! Slam! Yoruichi's upper body leaned forward while her lower body did all the work. Her hips slammed down on his cock. Harder, harder, harder.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

The promptness in speed caught Aiko off-guard. It didn't take long for both of them to fall into a rhythm, with Yoruichi taking full control. God of Thunder 3 was no joke. Quickly, they rose to higher levels of pleasure. A cock that was fresh of an orgasm, quivering and melting, and a cunt that was schlick with cum and juices. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

The sheets below them grew slick with sweat and their own juices. Her speed increased even further, Yoruichi bouncing wildly on Aiko's cock. The sound of their flesh colliding filled the room, accompanied by their ragged gasps and moans. Every movement sent shockwaves of pleasure through them both. Every little throb from Aiko, every time Yoruichi clamped down on him and smirked, everything heightened the intensity of their shared experience. It was Yoruichi's game but both were equal participants.

"I! Love! This! Dick! Mmmph~!" The purple hair of the goddess was messy from all her effort. She was like a wild animal, her hips slamming down over and over again, her hair becoming an afterthought. "You feel godly inside me! What are you, some sort of wish from the Hogyoku? I love itttt~!"

Slam! Slam! Slam! Look at that ass go! Aiko wasn't sure if he could handle it any longer. Who could blame him either? Yoruichi was a goddess and her cunt was rightfully divine.

"Yesssh~! There it is! I'm there! I'm right—theeeere~!" 

Her ass came down on him, her throat gulping in much needed air. Yoruichi stayed there, wallowing in her incredible orgasm, her walls twisting on the cock responsible. She didn't do it on purpose but her womb was begging for another load. Fill me up! Do it!

Her toes curled. Her back arched further. She wasn't sure what she was seeing but it was a sight that she could never have achieved with any other cock. That much, she was certain of. 

Aiko resisted his own climax, rejecting his status as a quickshot. His fingers deepened on her ebony ass cheeks. Yoruichi huffed and cooled down. The climax that crashed on her systems was truly an incredible one. Easily on the greatest in her life. 

That was when Aiko struck.

CLAP—!

"Oh!"

His first thrust. His first attempt to win this battle of passion. The view of her ass cheeks making waves and the small gasp that left her, Aiko knew this was it. This was how he would take control. Like last night, he was going to fuck Yoruichi's brains out.

"Oh~!"

She was cumming. 

The second thrust made her cum. And the rest?

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! 

"Ah~! Ah! Ah! Oohhhh~! Mmmph~! Nnghhh~! Ghsasssk~!" Yoruichi wobbled back and forth. "W-w-what's going ooonnnn~!? Aiko~! Aiko! Aikkoooo~!" 

The muscles in her legs trembled from exertion, wanting to fuck him in tandem but failing to do so. Aiko showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, Aiko was gaining steam, pushing himself harder than either of them had anticipated. There was no opening. Nothing.

"A-Aiko! Aiko~! Aikoooo~! W-wait, you're too good! You're fucking me so wellll~!" Yoruichi's cries were like music to his ears. Aiko smiled and went harder. Hips slamming up, up, up. Yoruichi leaned back, palms on the side of the mattress, keeping her stable. "W-waaaait~! Hold on, I've never—mmph! It's too early! It's too early for a fuck this good!"

Yoruichi had fought many battles—yet fucking Aiko was the biggest struggle of her life. She couldn't see herself winning either. He was fucking her with a cock that schlicked inside her with the utmost perfection and with passion that surpassed her own. Aiko loved that thicc ass of hers and he was going to do everything he could to own it. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! 

Fuck her hole. Fuck that ass. Give it everything you have. That was Aiko's thought process. The morning was fresh, his drowsiness was totally gone, and so his energy levels were rising. Her breath came out in short gasps as Aiko continued to ravish her, his hips meeting hers. Every thrust drove her oh-so close to the edge. 

"Cummmingggg~!"

Her muscles tensed, her nails digging into his shoulders as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Yoruichi threw her head back, her long hair hanging back. Her eyes rolled back and her mewls became louder as her cunt became tighter. 

"Cumming again! Againnnn~!" 

Thrust, thrust, thrust. Keep fucking, keep pounding, keep groping that ass—

"Tooo muccchh~!"

Aiko inhaled sharply, silently agreeing. His hands holding on to her hips, he thrust into her once last time at full force. He wasn't sure if he had ever gone this time. His rear left the mattress and in that moment…there was a loud gasp and peace.

Finally, as they came crashing down, she cried out his name, her internal walls clenching tightly around him as she reached her peak. Her orgasm triggered Aiko's own release, and with a growl, he filled her with his thick, heavy seed. The sensation was overwhelming, sending them both spiraling into blissful oblivion. 

Spurt, spurt, spurt!

"Aikkooo~!"

"Yoruichi—!"

The beginning and the end were the same; pure ecstasy. Yoruichi could feel tears fall down her cheeks. For several moments, the couple remained in their positions, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their explosive encounter. Aiko lay flat on the bed while Yoruichi remained seated on him. She could feel his cock twitch inside her. Her walls writhed around its shape. 

"Haa…haaah…" Tears of love streaming down her face, Yoruichi peered over her shoulder and saw a man that she could not resist. What a fucking session. The passion, the size, the pace, the switch-up…it was the bedding of her dreams. 

Breathing heavily, Yoruichi leaned forward and pulled her pussy away from his cock—and what a glorious view it was. Thick strings of cum seeped out of her pussy, his cock twitched and spurted out the last bits of its seed. There was so much. Yoruichi was so full. 

Her eyes were misty with love. Aiko was the same, one hand shifting over to squeeze her ass. He opened his lips. Yoruichi listened expectantly. 

"I…" Aiko gulped for air. "...I have to go to work."

"...huh?"