Confession Couple

(Note: This story is part of an ongoing series of Bleach stories)
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The day had finally come!

 

Ichigo Kurosaki sat on a wooden bench on the shores of a beautiful river. Across from him, on the other side of the table, sat Orihime Inoue, who was dressed in a simple white summer dress that made her look even more beautiful than any other outfit she had ever worn before. Various sausages and other kinds of meat were laid before them on the table, all barbecued by Ichigo himself on a small grill that he had brought with him for just this occasion.

 

“Mmmmmmmh~ that tastes soo good!!” Inoue moaned happily as she shoved more than half of a sausage into her mouth before biting down. “Not ash ghood ash my shalad of coursh…” She pointed at the two salads that she brought with them, which were surströmming-fruit and licorice-cucumber. “…but shtill…! (gulp) Who taught you how to cook like that?”

 

Chuckling nervously, Ichigo bit into his steak, trying to hide the childish embarrassment he felt after watching how Inoue ate her sausage. “Well, let’s just say that I had a good friend and teacher help me out with that. It’s nothing special, I know, but it was the first thing that came to mind after we agreed to come here.”

 

“Don’t shell yourshelf short! That’sh sho delishioush!!!” the orangette said between two bites, her mouth full with sausage and the questionable salads that she had made.

 

“Hahaha. Well, I’ll try…”

 

The two continued eating in silence, unsure what to say next or how to progress their conversation in any meaningful way. It had been far too long since they last saw each other face to face, with both of them facing many different situations throughout the week that they weren’t sure how to explain. In the end, both of them finished eating without saying a single word and walked over towards the river bank. They sat down on the soft sand with an arm’s length between them and let their bare feet dangle in the rushing, crystal clear water. Keigo had recommended this place to him when he asked for any nice, atmospheric spots where he could go with Inoue. Turns out that the lake was the same one where he, Chizuru, and Mizuiro had their public sex with Tatsuki at the very begin of the summer holidays. Luckily enough for him though, this spot on the river was far enough away from the ongoings at the lake that they could talk about everything they had on their mind without the fear of getting interrupted.

 

But the problem here was, they didn’t!

 

For several minutes that felt like hours, they simply sat next to each other and watched different schools of fish swim through the river, while eagles and other birds of prey waited for their time to strike. After what felt like an eternity, Inoue finally rose to her feet, with a deep crimson red blush on her face. “Y- Y’know, I still haven’t… I still haven’t shown you my new bikini yet…”

 

An equally red blush spread across Ichigo’s face as he raised both arms in defense. “You don’t have to… show me anything.” Images of her in various bikinis flooded his mind, each one sexier and more revealing than the other.

 

“But you’re already dressed in those trunks you bought in that store when we…” she trailed off as she relived the event of that day. Her eyes trailed down towards his crotch, where his cock already began to harden. “It just… wouldn’t be fair if you were the only one dressed so… sexy! Wait here!”

 

“O- Okay.” Ichigo replied lamely as he lowered his hands to instead try to cover his growing erection. He watched as Inoue disappeared in a thicket of bushes to their left, with her butt bouncing up and down with every step. ‘Stop staring! She will think you’re some kind of perv!’ said a tiny voice in his head. ‘I know! But…’ He ran his fingers through his strawberry blonde hair, unable to come up with an excuse. ‘No ‘buts’! Just talk with her already! Man up! Admit what you did and come clean with her! It’s not that ha-!’

 

“Kurosaki-kun? Is everything alright?” Inoue’s voice called out, driving away all the thoughts and voices that clouded his mind.

 

“Y- Yeah.” he replied as he stopped stroking his hair, “It’s just thaPFFFFFFF!!!!!” He spat out as he saw Inoue in her new bikini, with his cock already rapidly growing another three inches in the process. It was essentially the same bikini that she wore when they went to the beach with the other Shinigami and some of their friends, only much, MUCH smaller! He could clearly see the outline of her pussy through the thin yellow fabric of the bottom, while her ample sized tits strained the top to its absolute limits.

 

Grinning sheepishly, Inoue closed her eyes and awkwardly stepped from one foot to the other. “Do you… like it?” Her words were nothing more than a whisper as she fumbled with her fingers on top of her breasts. “Yoruichi-san helped me find it! She said that my other bikinis would be far too small.”

 

‘Yoruichi…!’ he groaned in annoyance. He then gave Inoue his most sincere smile as he tried to change the topic. “Have you heard? She and Urahara-san now apparently have some kind of club…!”

 

“I… I’ve heard, yes!” Inoue answered. Somehow her blush became even deeper as her own fingers sunk into the warm skin of her mammaries.

 

The river sparkled in the warm rays of sunlight while the leaves in the trees rustled in a soft breeze. The two youths stood awkwardly in front of each other, trying their best to hide their embarrassment as they looked into every other direction possible, so long as it was not the other’s face. Laughter and music echoed towards them from the shores of the lake as the people over there enjoyed the day to their fullest.

 

They both inhaled deeply. “I- Inoue/K- Kurosaki-kun I have to…” Both of them started at the same time, “S- Sorry, there was something you wanted to tell me?” they then said in perfect unison, blushing as they became aware of how hilarious the situation might look to outsiders. “It’s okay. You go first!”

 

“Okay, stop!” Ichigo raised both hands as Inoue already began to say something again. “Look, let me talk first! After I’m done, you can say what’s on your mind. Okay?” He waited for her to nod before he inhaled once again. He sweated more than he ever did in his entire life as he clenched his hands into fists. “It all began that day after you called me…” From there, he told her everything! How he had sex with several other girls ever since they last saw each other. How both Yoruichi and Unohana tried to recruit him for their clubs several times. How Yoruichi at one point stole her phone in order to lure him to the countryside in an attempt to recruit both him and Tier Harribel. And how he refused every single time, not wanting to have anything to do with either of their clubs. At the end of all that, his entire body was burning with an intensity that would put old man Yamamoto’s Bankai to shame. He sat down on a small rock at the river bank and looked into the shallow water. “I don’t expect you to forgive me or anything. I just needed to get that off my chest.”

 

For a solid minute or so, he could only hear the rushing of water. He already expected her to explode in anger, call him out for playing with her feelings, and storm off, never wanting to see or talk with him again. But contrary to that, however, he suddenly found her soft arms gently wrapped around his shoulder instead, with her fingers interlocked in front of his chest as she did it. “Oh, Kurosaki-kun~!”

 

Her breath in his ear, as well as her breasts against his back, caused the hair on his neck to stand on edge as if he just got hit by lightning. “Wh- What’s that now?” He tried to turn around but only found Inoue hugging him even tighter, now with her nipples pressing against his skin.

 

“It’s just that…” she began and told him her own side of the story as well. Of how she met Urahara-san and Yushiro Shihoin after the former heard about her and Ichigo’s rendezvous in the lingerie shop. How the former shopkeeper then asked her if she wanted to join his club and how she accepted out of sheer curiosity. And how she then desperately tried to recruit more men for the club while also thinking about how to explain it to Ichigo. At the end of her explanation, tears streamed down her face as she rested her head on the orange haired man’s shoulder. “If only I had known that Urahara-san wanted to recruit you too and put you through all this…”

 

“W- Well, it was mostly Yoruichi but…” Ichigo stuttered as he tried to progress the information. “So… you’re now working for Urahara-san?”

 

She lessened her hold around his shoulders. “Well… kinda? The club hasn’t actually opened yet and I didn’t really have that much s- sex outside of those two times I told you about.” She looked him in the eyes before she continued. “You want me to stop?”

 

“Ha! Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!” Ichigo burst into laughter, shaking Inoue to her core as she blinked in surprise. “I’m sorry, it’s just… to know that we both wanted to essentially say the same thing…” He waved the rest of what he wanted to say off. “Nevermind. Just know that I couldn’t care less if you’re in the club or not. Do what YOU think is right! After all that constant fighting, you deserve this chance to have some fun. As long as you don’t try to recruit me as well, I’m fine with everything!”

 

“Hihihihihihi!!” Inoue giggled, snuggling once again against her friend. “Thank you, Kurosaki-kun.” Just then, an idea suddenly crossed her mind. She walked around Ichigo and stood in front of him, legs apart and hands crossed underneath her chest. “But you know… if those stories you told were true, then you had much more sex with different people than I did… You need to pay for that!”

 

“WHAT? How am I gonna…?” Only after he nearly asked the question did he realize what her intentions were. He smirked as his cock sprung to life once more, already straining against his swimming trunks. “Okay, you asked for it.”

 

Before she had any time to react, Ichigo grabbed the shoelace-thin strings that held her bikini bottom together, lifted her off the rocky ground, and threw her as far as he could into the river. She landed with a loud SPLASH! in the deep, gently flowing water with Ichigo jumping in just a second afterwards. Both of them stared into the other’s eyes before breaking the surface of the water again. Ichigo gently wiped a strain of Inoue’s hair from her face.

 

Then, before he even knew it, she jumped straight into his arms, with her tits pressing against his muscular chest as she tried to push his trunks down with her toes. “Kurosaki-kun~!” she moaned hoarsely, while her hands began clawing at his back as her lust rose with each heartbeat.

 

Pressing his lips against hers, Ichigo forced his tongue into her mouth and pulled her bikini bottom to the side. “Mmmmmmmh… Inoue…!” he groaned into her mouth while their tongues wrestled for dominance. By now, she had managed to free his cock from its confinements. The veiny, hot, and incredibly long monstrum rubbed against the orangette’s ass cheeks, causing her to moan even louder and with even more excitement.

 

“Oooohhhmmmm… Kuroshaki-khun…!” Her nipples became even harder as Ichigo’s fingers sunk into her soft yet amazingly firm butt.

 

He suckled on her tongue, savoring the sweet taste of her saliva as he pushed the tip of his dick into the far too tight opening of her ass. “Inoue…!” He looked into her face as her eyes suddenly doubled in size. In one swift go, he shoved a little less than half of his cock deep inside her ass!

 

“HMMOOOHHH!!!!” Inoue’s moan echoed inside his mouth. He could feel her body trying to get accustomed to the sheer girth and size of the invasive piece of meat. “IT’SH SHO… BHIGGG!!! AND DHEEEEEPP!!!” Saliva ran down the corner of her mouth and dropped into the warm water as her nails dug deep into Ichigo’s back. “I LUV IDDD!!”

 

The river slowed down the impact of his thrusts quite a bit, but didn’t minimize their effect on either of the two lovers one bit. They moaned into each other’s mouths as they experienced greater pleasures than they ever had before! And even with the coursing river around them, the wet SHLAP SHLAP SHLAP of flesh hitting flesh filled their ears, turning them on even more. Ichigo groped and fondled her ass while Inoue clenched her legs behind his back, her fingers leaving red marks on his skin as she dug them even deeper.

 

“KUROSHAKI-KHUN??” she then asked after a while, her body now having grown used to Ichigo’s cock. “Could you… You can shove it deeper now! I can take it!”

 

Raising an eyebrow, Ichigo broke their kiss; a trail of saliva connected their lips, reflecting the sunlight in an almost picturesque way, before snapping. “Are you sure?”

 

“Oh, come on!” A childlike smile spread across her face as she kissed him on the cheek, “I’ve taken this monster in my mouth and in my pussy before!” She winked at him before gently nibbling on his earlobe. “And I’m pretty sure that you’re tired of holding back right about now, right?”

 

“Grrrrrrr…!!!” he growled like an animal while his face turned several more shades of red. “I hate it when you’re right!” He waited a few seconds before softly pushing down seven more inches of his cock into her ass. Just a few inches more, and she would feel his pubic hair against her crotch.

 

“HOOOONGH!!!” Arching her back, Inoue howled into the air as her pussy let out a rush of her orgasmic fluids. Her breath steamed out of her open mouth while her eyes started to cross. “Don’t lie to me, Kurosaki-kun!” She then put her hands on his shoulders and kissed his neck and then his chest. “Admit it! You like it that way!”

 

“Heh! Yeah! Yes I do!” he stated as he began pumping his hips back and forth.

 

“OOOOH, YES!!! KUROSAKI-KUN… HARDER!!! PLEASE, FUNGGGGH… FUCK ME HARDER!!!!!” she screamed loudly, her voice echoing loud enough through the area that the people at the lake began staring at them. She didn’t even care. “HAAA… HAAA… HAAA… GOD… I’M IN LOVE!!! I LOVE YOUR DICK!!! I LOVE YOOOOUUUU!!!!”

 

“I… hurr… hurr… hurrr… LOVE… ghaaaa… YOU… huff… huff… TOO!!!!” Ichigo groaned through gritted teeth as he moved his hips even faster, his balls slapping softly against his partner. Each thrust’s impact could be felt through her entire body as he gradually got more and more of his length inside of her. “GROAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!”

 

Inoue’s eyes went as wide as dinner plates. “OH MY… GHOOOOOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!!” Her scream caused the water to ripple as her lover’s entire cock disappeared between her ass cheeks. A climax unlike anything she ever felt before washed over her body, while her pussy juices floated in the water around them. “FFFUUUUU!!!!”

 

Sweat streamed down Ichigo’s face as he stumbled in the deep water, his balls already pumping out his load. “INOUE!!!!!” Tripping over his own swimming trunks, he then fell backwards into the more shallow part of the river as he came straight into the orangette’s tight ass.

 

The sticky white fluid filled her stomach in an instant and flooded out of her ass again after not even half a minute had passed. Both of them moaned and groaned like dying animals as wave after wave of orgasm coursed through their bodies. Inoue’s ass seemed to clench even tighter around his cock, trying desperately to squeeze out every last drop of his salty cock milk. Thick globs of his cum floated around them through the river and drifted towards the lake. For several long seconds, they simply laid there, resting after the intense and long-awaited sex that they had subconsciously craved for an entire week.

 

“That… was… amazing!!!” Inoue panted after a while, laying her head to rest on her partner’s heaving chest. “Are you ready for round two?”

 

Gently caressing the beauty’s orange hair, Ichigo looked down at her blushing red face. He enjoyed the now even beat of her heart. At peace. Finally! With the woman he loved. “In a minute. This is nice, too!”

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(Story by: Mr. Akrononym)