‘I’m going to have to do something very nice for Ichigo and Orihime for taking me on this vacation,‘ Rangiku thought to herself with a smile as she wandered through the streets of London. She was doing some window shopping and basking in the admiring looks she was getting from almost all the men passing by, and a significant portion of the women as well.
Seriously, when was the last time she had taken a vacation, especially in the living world, and in a country other than Japan? Rangiku racked her brain, but either she had forgotten, or she had never done so. Either way, it was kind of depressing.
The buxom orangette shook her head, her breasts gently swaying with the motion, causing one gentleman to run straight into a lamppost. She was out here with one goal, just focus on having fun-aha!
Wouldn’t you know, there was the man she was thinking about, just up ahead. Ichigo had ducked into a medium sized clothing store. Rangiku cocked her head; was Ichigo trying to sneak around? He had looked around a lot before going into the store.
Grinning, the Shinigami hurried to the store, hoping to spy on Ichigo and maybe get some juicy gossip. She slowed as she approached the store, her suspicions heightened when she saw that it was closed for the day; the sign in front declared it was to prepare for an upcoming sale.
After a quick look around, Rangiku slipped quietly into the store. Her ears perked up at hearing some panting and moaning; that sounded promising! Peeking around the corner, her eyes went wide.
Ichigo was kissing a woman, and it definitely wasn’t his wife, Orihime, unless she had dyed her hair black since this morning. And they were both really getting into it, even starting to strip off each other’s clothes!
After staring for a moment, Rangiku nodded; putting on her best serious expression, she stepped around the corner and loudly cleared her throat. It was hard to keep a straight face at the way Ichigo and the woman jumped and broke off their kiss, but she managed.
“Ichigo…I can’t believe you would sneak into a deserted store and make out with another woman, behind Orihime’s back…” Rangiku paused, and just when Ichigo was opening his mouth, she went in for the kill. “And that woman isn’t me!”
The look of incipient panic on Ichigo’s face was gone in an instant, replaced by his usual scowl, which was a bit heavier this time around, no doubt because of the scare Rangiku had given him. The other woman had a lot more control over her emotions; her face never changed from it’s stoic deadpan.
And there was something odd about her, something familiar in her aura…
Walking forward with a smirk, Rangiku gave them both a quick bow, which also gave them a great look at her cleavage. “Nice to meet you! I’m Rangiku Matsumoto, one of Ichigo’s co-workers-”
“She knows who and what we are, Rangiku,” Ichigo interrupted her; now it was his turn to smirk at her look of surprise.
“Pleased to meet you, Rangiku,” the woman replied, giving her a regal nod in return. “Noel Niihashi, Witch of the Soul Society West Branch.”
“…huh? we have a West Branch? that sounds completely made up!” Rangiku commented after taking a moment to process that.
“Yeah, yeah, now would you mind leaving, please?” Ichigo asked impatiently, though still marginally politer than he used to be. He had even said please.
Opening her mouth to fire back at him, Rangiku was interrupted once again.
“Or you can stay and join in. What?” Noel asked, when Ichigo and Rangiku both stared at her. “Do either of you really have a problem with that?”
“And I don’t care one way or another,” Noel gave Rangiku a tiny smirk. “As long as Rangiku can handle you, Ichigo.”
Rangiku’s jaw dropped briefly, before a fierce smile spread across her face. “Oh, you’re on!” She hurriedly stripped out of her clothes, striking a pose. “You really think this body can’t…”
She trailed off; Noel had also gotten naked, and her body looked like it was almost as good as Rangiku’s! What the hell?!
“Hmph!” she hastily coughed, putting up a haughty front. “All right, so you have the body, but do you have the experience?”
“With Ichigo? Probably more than you,” Noel teased, stepping to one side as Ichigo rolled his eyes a little before removing what was left of his clothes.
“…wow,” Rangiku whispered, moving closer to Ichigo’s massive cock. It wasn’t fully erect yet, and suddenly her mouth was dry, imagining how big it would then.
Whipping her head up at Noel’s innocent question, Rangiku gave her a brief scowl before pushing Ichigo into a chair.
“Oof. What is it with women pushing me lately?” he asked rhetorically, getting a tiny giggle from Noel.
“Oh, stop whining,” Rangiku told him, trying to fight down a blush as she swung her leg over Ichigo’s left leg and thrust her ass against his dick. Her ass cheeks wrapped around it, and she shivered as it pressed against her asshole.
“So that’s how we’re starting things off? Okay,” Noel said with a shrug, taking the other side of Ichigo and mimicking Rangiku. And as big and as round as both their butts were, they still didn’t come close to touching; Ichigo’s cock was just that big and thick.
‘And hard, and hot,‘ Rangiku thought to herself, biting back a moan as she started to grind against it. Almost immediately, Ichigo was groaning and moaning as his erection swelled and hardened; soon it was sticking straight up, and Rangiku could almost feel it pulsing behind her.
Noel moaned softly from behind Rangiku. “I think your cock has somehow gotten even bigger since the last time we fucked.”
“Wait, you guys have already done it?” Rangiku asked, looking over her shoulder at first Ichigo and then Noel.
“Yeah,” Ichigo grunted, reaching out to grab both of their ass cheeks, causing both of his partners to moan loudly. “I-”
The door swung open, and all three of them froze, staring at the older man who was likewise frozen, staring at the sexy scene in front of him with wide, unblinking eyes. The moment stretched, until…
“I do beg your pardon. Carry on,” he told them with a crisp British accent. He made an about face, shut the door behind him, and locked it.
“…I think that was the owner of the store,” Noel whispered, a trace of a blush on her face.
Letting his head fall back, Ichigo groaned. “Let’s hope we don’t run into him again; that was so embarrassing.”
“Yeah, but it’s not going to ruin our fun!” Rangiku declared firmly. “Dibs on getting fucked by Ichigo first!”
Chuckling, Noel nodded. “Fine. Ichigo, are you willing to show me how talented your tongue is?”
“You want to kiss some more?”
“Not exactly.” In a mildly impressive display of athleticism and acrobatics, Noel managed to climb up and perch herself on the chair, her pussy right above Ichigo’s face. His eyes lit up and his head shot forward.
Noel’s deep, throaty moan made Rangiku wet, and she resolved to see if Noel would be up for some ‘girl time‘ later on. Right now, though…
It almost felt like she was climbing a tree, but spurred on by the increasingly lewd sounds Ichigo and Noel were making, Rangiku eventually had her pussy pressed against Ichigo’s cock. Taking a deep breath, she began pressing herself downwards.
“FUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!” she hissed, feeling her pussy get pushed wide open, almost to the point of pain. Ichigo was just so damn big! But she persevered, eventually getting the entire thing inside of her.
Ichigo made a muffled sound, and Noel squealed. “Rangiku, whatever you did, keep doing it! You would not believe what his tongue just did to me!” she panted, both her hands buried in Ichigo’s short orange hair, pushing his face deeper and harder between her thighs.
It took some effort, but Rangiku started to slowly pump herself up and down on Ichigo’s colossal dick. Her pussy was wet and soon became drenched, making it easier. Her boobs bounced and jiggled wildly, almost hitting her in the face a few times until she grabbed them, groping and fondling herself.
The room was filled with Ichigo’s slurps, Noel’s panting moans, and Rangiku’s steady stream of grunts and squeals.
“AAH! OOH! UGH! HMM!” Not only was Ichigo’s cock rapidly driving her towards an orgasm, but Rangiku also had a great look at Noel’s fine ass as Ichigo ate her out. It bobbed and weaved in the air, and Rangiku itched to get her hands on it.
But that would come later; right now, the busty Shinigami was going to focus on getting a great fuck from Soul Society’s best substitute Soul Reaper. And later on, she would see how good his tongue was as well.
If the way Noel was starting to thrash around was any indication, it was a very talented tongue indeed.
‘Mmm, what a great vacation!~ I love London!‘
(Story by User: S22132)