Debaucherous Desires

(Note: This story is part of an ongoing series of Bleach stories)
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“Alright, I called Ichigo, and he agreed to keep an eye on you while I’m out. He said that he and his girlfriend will be here in half an hour. Be nice to them, okay?” Ikumi Unagiya told her son as she walked towards the door of their apartment. Wearing skin tight blue jeans and a pink loose sitting hoodie, the black haired MILF looked like she was bound for a rather casual night out. “I already told him how many sweets you’re allowed to get, so don’t even try to fool them.” She tried to lighten the mood before she left.

 

“Hmph! We’ll see about that.” Kaoru replied, all while crossing his arms defiantly. “Just make sure to stay out of trouble, mom! I don’t trust that Oze-guy. You shouldn’t hang out with him!”

 

“Oh sweetie~!” Turning back, the mother swiftly embraced her young son and lifted him off the ground. Despite his verbal protests, she hugged him tight and pressed his face deep into her chest. After three minutes of Kaoru inhaling nothing but her perfume through the cotton of her hoodie, which left him gasping for air, she finally let him go. “You don’t need to worry about a single thing!” She said confidently while flexing her muscles. “Your mommy can look after herself no problem. And I’m not meeting with Oze this time.”

 

“Pfft!” her young son spat out a piece of cotton that had gotten stuck between his teeth. He then looked at her warily. “Okay… if you say so.”

 

Ikumi kissed her son one last goodbye, then left the apartment for good. Years of living in Karakura Town made her familiar with every street, every alley, every building there was, so all she had to do was to hop on her motorcycle to get to her destination of the evening. It only took her ten minutes until she reached the alleyway she was meant to meet the man her friend, Oze, had hooked her up with. Nestled between several tall buildings, the alley wasn’t anything special. Not even the local cool kids found it worthy of their graffiti art. Its most striking feature was a huge shining billboard that advertised a new kind of bleach in striking neon colors.

 

She only just got off her motorcycle when she received a message on her phone, [Get ready. Someone will be with you in five minutes to pick you up.]

 

The black haired mother gulped. Taking a couple looks over her shoulder for good measure to make sure that she was indeed alone in the alley, she stripped out of the clothes she wore, revealing something much more racier underneath. The outfit she would wear for the rest of the evening was nothing more than a one piece fishnet suit that covered her upper body all the way down to her privates, but nothing more. People would still be more than able to see her pussy through the thin mesh, though at least her nipples remained mostly covered. She usually wasn’t one to brag about her body, but the outfit made her already pretty sizable tits stand out even more, which was the whole point about it.

 

Normally, Ikumi would never wear something so risque. As a matter of fact, normally, Ikumi wouldn’t even do something like this. And normally, Ikumi knew how absolutely foolish it was for her to do something like this, much less with a person she had never even met before.

 

But she NEEDED it!

 

She would never say it out loud, but running her shop, even though Ichigo helped from time to time, and raising her son all on her own was really stressful. She just needed an outlet. ANY outlet really. Something that would take her mind off of her ordinary stressful life, if only for a couple of hours.

 

As she pondered her life choices leading up to this point, a black limousine found its way into the alley. Whoever was driving the car knew what he was doing. Despite the alley being not any broader than at least three meters, he managed to skillfully weave through the tall buildings on his way over to her. Ikumi stepped to the side to let him through, to which the driver rolled down the driver side window. “Ikumi Unagiya?” He asked simply.

 

She nodded, fully aware that he had a perfect look at her freshly shaved pussy. If he was aware of that though, he wasn’t showing it, instead politely looking into her eyes. “Mhm. I mean, yes… I am.”

 

The man stepped out of the car and opened the passenger seat for her. “Step in.” He said in a simple, but polite tone. Once inside, he offered her a red satin blindfold. “Put this on, please. And keep it on during the duration of the drive.” The undertone in his voice made it clear that it wasn’t a suggestion on his end.

 

Reluctantly obliging, Ikumi put on the mask and thought about whether she truly did the right thing right now. With her vision blocked, all she could do was hear and feel the weight inside the expensive vehicle change as the driver sat down in front of her. Without saying another word, the nameless man then stepped on the pedal and drove off. Ikumi quickly lost track of their path and where exactly they were.

 

“So… are you the guy that Oze talked about when he promised me something different?” She asked to break the awkward silence.

 

“No.” the man answered simply.

 

“Any chance you’re gonna tell me where you’re taking me?” She then asked, even though she already knew the answer.

 

“No.”

 

Knowing when enough was enough, Ikumi kept silent for the rest of the drive. It was awkward, but at least there was one silver lining behind the long way to their destination; the chances of her running into friends of Ichigo was relatively low. And she definitely wanted to prevent something like last time from happening ever again. Not that it wasn’t thrilling, but it was the kind of humiliation that just didn’t sit right with her. Especially if Ichigo himself could learn about it somehow.

 

After what felt like half an eternity, but couldn’t have been more than an hour at max, the car finally came to a halt. The driver ordered her to still keep on the blindfold as he opened the door for her. He offered her his elbow to hold on to as he led her towards their final destination. Somewhere in the near distance, Ikumi was able to hear familiar sounding moans and grunts, the sound of sex.

 

‘Who else will be there?’ She thought to herself as the man led her up a couple steps and into an airconditioned room. From the echo her high-heels made on the ground, Ikumi surmised that it had to be a pretty huge room, maybe an entrance hall of a hotel or theater or the like.

 

The lewd sounds only grew louder as the man briefly let go of her hand to open a huge door. “You may enter, but you’re only allowed to remove the blindfold when specifically told.” He said to her as he gently pushed her towards the source of all the fornication.

 

The moment he locked the door behind her, she already felt a new presence close to her. “Hmm~! New meat…!” a female voice purred close to her, which, combined with a pair of delicate fingers tracing over her cheeks, sent shivers down her spine.

 

“Oh, I like her already!” another female voice added from a bit more afar. “She got that kinda tough girl look.”

 

“Mmhrrrrm! Her tits might be even bigger than that of the new pet.” a third voice purred in a slightly labored tone. “Why don’t you greet your new little friend by licking her dirty little pussy, pet?!”

 

For a moment Ikumi wondered whether the woman was talking about her or someone else entirely, when she heard something shuffle in front of her. “Yeph!” a muzzled sounding woman answered.

 

Then, before Ikumi even had the chance to say anything, she felt a pair of soft, but strong, hands on her butt, while the mesh that barely covered her pussy was pushed to the side by a long and wet tongue. Said tongue then quickly speared into the MILF’s eagerly dripping pussy, immediately causing her legs to shiver and shake with pleasure. “Oooooh!! What…!”

 

“No talking!” the first of the women reminded her. “Pets aren’t allowed to talk!”

 

“Aaaahaa… s-soOOOOOOHH!!!” Ikumi squealed as the woman in front of her spread her buttocks apart, only to insert her two index fingers into the tight and hot little hole. “FUUUCK!!!”

 

“MMMMMMPH!!!” the other woman’s voice vibrated around the lips of Ikumi’s pussy. Her unknown assailant definitely knew what she was doing as, just after a few seconds, she forced Ikumi on her knees after her shaking legs had grown too weak to support her weight anymore. “MMMH, HRRRRM, HRRRRMMM!!! RUUUUGH!!!!”

 

“AAAH, S- SLOW DOWN!!!” Ikumi begged, grabbing what she thought to be the woman’s soft hair, though she didn’t find the strength to actually push her away. “HAAA, HAAA, HAAA!!!! FEELS SO GOOD!!! HOLY SHIT!! HOW ARE YOU DOINNNNMMMPH???!!” Her words were taken away from her as something long, hard, and rubbery was shoved into her mouth.

 

“What did we just tell you?! No more talking!” said one of the other women after safely securing what had to be a dildo gag behind Ikumi’s head. The silicone dick reached several inches deep into her mouth, stretching out her throat.

 

“AAAAARMPH??? WHA’??” Ikumi choked around the rubbery invader.

 

“Shh! Good pets like you don’t need to talk anyways!” the woman purred, while pressing her obscenely huge and naked tits against the MILF’s back. She was already plenty turned on by whatever they had indulged in before, if the rock hard nipples that pressed into Ikumi’s back were any indication.

 

“MMMMMMMMMMPH, HRRRRM, HRRRRM, HRRRRRRRRRRRRM!!!!” Ikumi’s breathing grew labored due to the two-sided advances of the two women. Both of them knew EXACTLY what they were doing, with the one in the front nibbling gently on her protruding clit while swirling her tongue around her puffy pink folds. The one behind Ikumi meanwhile pressed and rubbed her knee between Ikumi’s legs, making sure to have her thigh as close as possible to her asshole. “RRRRPH, HAA, HAA, SHIIIIIID!!!! PHUGGGH!!! OOOOOPH!!”

 

“That’s it! Eat her out good. Let that pet show us her true colors.” the woman at the back moaned hoarsely into Ikumi’s ear.

 

“MMMHMPH!! AYE WILL!!!” the other woman wholeheartedly obeyed, shoving her tongue even deeper into the black haired mother’s moist twat.

 

It was absolutely ridiculous. It felt as if her tongue was everywhere at once, exploring and mapping out each and every inch of her insides. Not once did a dick ever make her feel so full, so complete before in her life. The talented woman played her like a fiddle, causing her to moan in all kinds of erotic ways into her gag. Sweat quickly began to roll down her entire body as she felt herself cumming all over the unknown woman’s face.

 

“Good pet!” one of the other surrounding women applauded their performance. At least ten other people from the sound of it agreed and chimed in on the applause.

 

“Time for the next round.”

 

Suddenly and without warning, the woman behind Ikumi pulled away her blindfold. She had to blink a couple of times to get used to the bright white room that lit up the entire room and the two dozen people inside. Most of them were half-naked middle-aged women, all of whom were wearing some kind of venetian carnival mask, though there were also two men present. The first was on the more muscular side of things and had a striking pink undercut, which made him look like the typical delinquent in any highschool drama. The other man stood out like a sore thumb in contrast to all the beautiful women with his chocolate black skin, his small and FAT old-man body, and his bushy white beard.

 

The men were accompanied by a group of girls with colorful hair, ranging from blonde, to green to black, to pink, to brunette. They all didn’t wear the same masks as the middle-aged women, which made Ikumi guess that they aren’t a real part of this whole event.

 

Ikumi didn’t have much time to find out what their deal was when the woman who previously licked her to her orgasm suddenly jammed a double sided dildo deep into her cunt with just her mouth. “AAAH!!!”

 

“Forget about them, pet! Your only reason to be here is to serve us!” the woman behind her ordered before giving her butt a quick but powerful spank, causing Ikumi to squeal in a high pitched town and to tear up with ecstasy. The woman nodded towards the blonde in front of Ikumi. “Ride her like we taught you to!”

 

“Ahhh~! As you wish!” the blonde woman agreed, with her voice dripping with lust. The strikingly sexy woman with the mole on her face and tits easily bigger than Ikumi’s straddled the other half of the plastic dick and took it into her ass. “HMMMMMMMMNH… SO BIG!!!” She screamed with raw pleasure as the rainbow colored phallus created a noticeable tent in her slender stomach that went all the way up to her tits.

 

“OOOOOOOOPH!!!” Ikumi gasped as the blonde’s movement forced the dildo to dig even deeper into her own pussy. She instinctively rolled her hips against the plastic invader, smacking her body against that of the other woman.

 

With a wet and loud PLAP PLAP PLAP sound the two women began to share both the dildo and the pleasure it caused them. The breath steamed out of the blonde’s mouth as she leaned in closer to kiss Ikumi on the cheek. “The name’s Rangiku, by the way!”

 

Ikumi only nodded vaguely, far too occupied with trying to keep her mind together as she climaxed right then and there again. “MMMPH, HRR, HURR, HURR!!! MOAWH!!! AYE WAND… MOAWWWWWWH!!!!”

 

“I think that can be arranged!”

 

The next couple of hours went by in a flash. Under the watchful eyes of the many strange women, Ikumi was forced to endure one humiliating position after the other with the woman. With each pose bringing another wave of orgasm with it. At one point she even found herself spitroasted between the two odd looking men while they kept on talking with the leader of the entire group about something revolving around the recently opened sex clubs here in Karakura Town. Ikumi didn’t really listen though as she was slowly but surely losing consciousness due to her many orgasms.

 

She didn’t even remember actually blacking out, but when she regained her senses, the man who drove her to this weird orgy currently drove into the alley where he had picked her up. “Feel free to consider Miss von Gurgel’s services again.”

 

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(Story by: Mr. Akrononym)