From Clubbing to Tit Rubbing


“I’m still not sure about this.”

 

Mila Rose rolled her eyes. “Harribel-sama, you’ve had sex in public multiple times while we’ve all been on this vacation. Are you honestly telling me that doing a sexy dance and then fucking someone in a private room is more embarrassing than that?”

 

“…” Folding her arms under her breasts, Harribel considered that. “It sounds silly when you put it that way.” She still didn’t seem entirely convinced, though it was clear she was wavering.

 

Stifling a chuckle, Mila Rose poked her superior in the shoulder. “That’s because it is silly. Look, a lot of our friends,” and wasn’t that still a weird thing to think of, them being friends with Soul Reapers and humans, “have gone dancing on the stages of the clubs around here. They all had a lot of fun and made a lot of money.”

 

Mila Rose knew that Harribel didn’t like to depend on the charity of others, preferring to pay her own way. Sure enough, the mention of how much they could earn got the blonde’s attention. “Really now? Well, we can’t let them show us up, now can we? No matter how well we’re getting along with them.”

 

The darker skinned beauty grinned fiercely. “Exactly. With bodies and looks like ours, we’ll clean out the whole damn place!”

 

At the club…

 

“TAKE IT OFF!”

 

“SHAKE THOSE TITS!”

 

“CLOSER! I WANT TO TOUCH THAT ASS!”

 

All these and many other lewd calls rained down on the two women, bumping and grinding on stage. With Mila Rose in blue and Harribel in red, they were an awe-inspiring sight, driving the crowd into a frenzy. The skimpy lingerie clung to their bodies, straining to keep their more private parts covered as their tits and asses bounced and jiggled in time to the music. Money rained down on the stage, in denominations of all sizes.

 

Moving closer to her subordinate, Harribel began to grind herself against Mila Rose’s back, pushing her tits against her back and feeling Mila’s round ass pushing back against her crotch. The people watching roared their approval, the sound redoubling when Mila Rose twisted around, her boobs mashing against Harribel’s.

 

Then they started to make-out, with long, full tongue kisses, and the crowd was on the verge of rioting. Screaming drowned out the music as several men and not a few women tried to climb up on the stage. Security stepped in, gently but firmly pushing them back, while Harribel and Mila Rose slowly made their way off-stage, still kissing.

 

“SORRY FOLKS, THAT’S ALL FOR NOW! THE REST OF THE SHOW IS RESERVED FOR OUR VIP MEMBERS! AND AS LUCK WOULD HAVE IT, WE’RE OFFERING HALF OFF MEMBERSHIPS FOR THE FIRST MONTH RIGHT NOW, SO SIGN UP WHILE YOU CAN!”

 

That triggered a veritable stampede towards the various counters strategically located around the room, but neither Harribel nor Mila cared about that; they had an appointment to keep, with pair of hard, throbbing dicks.

 

In one of the private rooms…

 

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of these huge tits!” Renji gasped as Mila used her hands to squeeze her boobs around his cock. The redheaded Soul Reaper moaned when she began to lick it was well, staring right up into his eyes with a fetching blush on her cheeks. “Oh damn, and that feels amazing…”

 

Ichigo chuckled. “I think I broke Harribel,” he noted, fingers sinking into the busty blonde’s enormous boobs. Pumping his dick through the warm, soft tunnel of her cleavage, he laughed again at the look on her face, staring at his erection as if she had never seen one before.

 

And he knew for a fact that wasn’t true.

 

Still, his statement seemed to snap Harribel out of whatever state she had slipped into. Giving him a defiant look, she sucked in as much of his cock as she could, using her tongue, lips, and even her teeth to make it even harder.

 

“That’s more like it!” Ichigo proclaimed, grinning wildly as he bucked his hips faster, pushing more and more of his dick into her mouth and down her throat. Renji did the same behind him, both Mila and Harribel moaning around the cocks in their mouth as they deepthroated them.

 

After about 10 minutes of heaven, the men came together, groaning deep in their chests as they unloaded their seed. Most of it was swallowed, but some spilled out down the chests of the ladies, while more was spurted onto their tits.

 

“WHEW! Damn, that felt good!” Renji panted, leaning back and wiping a bit of sweat from his forehead.

 

“I’ll say. As many times as I’ve done it, fucking never gets old,” Ichigo agreed.

 

“Good to hear.”

 

The men snapped their eyes to Harribel and Mila Rose, who were both sitting up and giving them predatory looks.

 

“Because,” Mila picked up from where Harribel left off, “neither of you two are leaving until we’re satisfied too.”

Getting on their knees, they wrapped their arms around each other, pushing their cum splattered tits together; the ladies smirked in unison when they saw the pair of erections stiffen again.

 

“Or,” Harribel teased, letting her hands drift over Mila Rose’s body, “we can ‘entertain’ ourselves.”

 

“And you two will be stuck watching,” Mila added, playfully spanking Harribel’s firm round ass, before kissing her again.

 

Ichigo and Renji exchanged a single look before diving forward, plunging their dicks into the pair of hot, wet, and eagerly awaiting pussies in front of them.

 

And while there was plenty of noise after that, there wasn’t much talking.


(Story by User: S22132)

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