Orihime sighed, her eyes half-lidded. The melancholy sound and expression went very oddly with her situation: kneeling in the sand of a bright, sunny beach, wearing only a pair of pink thigh stockings, while a giant dick slid between her ass cheeks.
Having just grabbed her ass, Hitsugaya paused when he heard Orihime’s sigh. “Are you all right, Orihime-san?”
“Hm? Oh!” Shaking herself out of her mood, Orihime gave him a quick, apologetic smile over her shoulder. “Sorry, Shiro-chan,” she didn’t notice the twitch in Hitsugaya’s right eye at hearing his nickname. “You’re doing a great job, really! I just wish…” she glanced over to the side, almost pouting. “I just wish I was getting fucked by my husband.”
Ichigo wisely kept his mouth shut as Rangiku gleefully bounced up and down on his cock, her huge ass cheeks wrapping around it and squeezing it. He didn’t have any complaints about his situation, but as nice and understanding as Orihime was, she wouldn’t like hearing that from him.
Rangiku rolled her eyes, even as her pussy got hotter and wetter. “C’mon, Orhime-chan! It’s fun to swap partners, especially for sex!”
“You’re not married to Shiro-chan though,” Orihime pointed out, though her face started getting redder as Hitsugaya continued to pump his dick through her fat ass cheeks. She could feel very well how hot and hard his cock was, and how big and thick it was.
“Thankfully,” Hitsugaya muttered, bringing down his other hand to grab and grope Orihime’s enormous butt. His fingers sank deep into her soft flesh, causing her to gasp.
Rangiku pouted at her captain. “That’s so mean, Shiro-chan!” she whined, bouncing extra hard on Ichigo for emphasis. He grunted and grabbed her ass, a faint blush appearing on his face when she moaned.
“No, what’s mean is you making it sound there was an emergency here in London, making me rush all the way over here, only to find out you just wanted to do a ‘partner swap’ with Orihime and Ichigo! I was working on something with Yushiro and Captain Sui-Feng, you know.” Hitsugaya told her irately, smacking his hands down….right on Orihime’s ass.
“AHH!” she squealed, wiggling in the sand, feeling her nipples harden.
“…sorry about that,” Hitsugaya told her sheepishly.
“Mmm…no apology necessary.”
“See?” Rangiku said triumphantly, a grin lighting up her beautiful face. “Everyone is having a great time! Isn’t that right, Ichigo?~”
“Yeah, yeah,” Ichigo grumbled as he took hold of Rangiku’s ass in both hands, helping her hotdog his cock while also fondling her. He threw an apologetic look at Orihime, who gave him a smile and nod, silently granting him permission to enjoy himself. Returning the smile and nod, Ichigo reflected, not for the first time, how crazy his life had become since meeting Rukia all those years ago.
‘Hee hee, this is going great! I had to know how Ichigo compared to Kazui, and my plan is working perfectly!‘ Rangiku thought gleefully. Lifting herself up higher, she slowly lowered herself onto Ichigo’s cock, biting her lower lip as it slid inside of her. “Yessss!” she hissed, her pussy instantly gushing like a faucet.
Not to be outdone, Orihime looked back over her shoulder, wiggling her gigantic butt enticingly. “Let’s do it, Shiro-kun! We won’t let them have all the fun, right?!”
“Please don’t…oh, never mind.” Taking out his frustrations at being called by his old nickname, Hitsugaya shoved his cock deep into Orihime’s asshole, smirking as she shrieked in surprise.
“SHIRO-KUN! YOU DIDN’T WARN ME! AHH…THAT DOESN’T MEAN STOP!” Orihime shouted, throwing back her head and thrusting back with her body, fucking herself on Hitsugaya’s massive pole. After a brief moment of surprise, the white-haired Soul Reaper grinned and began pumping his hips to match Orihime’s rhythm. Throwing in an occasional spank really made her squeal, and her ass tighten wonderfully around his dick.
Oh, so that’s how it is? Rangiku thought, narrowing her eyes at the now enthusiastic pair. Well, I’m not going to fall behind! At the apex of her next bounce, she twisted around in the air, Ichigo’s cock still inside of her. As he gaped at her, Rangiku landed, now facing him. With a smirk and a wink, she pulled his head into her cleavage, even as she continued to fuck herself on his dick.
Rolling his eyes but unable to stifle a snort of amusement, Ichigo wasted no time in opening his mouth to lick, kiss, suck, and gently bite Rangiku’s huge tits all over.
“AH! YES! OW! OOH, NOT SO HARD!~” Rangiku yelled happily, wrapping her arms fully around Ichigo’s head, almost suffocating him in her cleavage. If asked at that moment, he would have said it was worth it.
Orihime was also happily screaming her pleasure to the sky as her ass was fucked hard. The spanks Hitsugaya doled out made it jiggle wildly, and made her pussy that much wetter and hotter. “MMMM! HARDER, SHIRO-CHAN! AWWW, JUST LIKE THAT!” Her breasts were scraping against the sand, her nipples digging troughs.
The four of them came almost simultaneously, painting the beach with their fluids and seed as they yelled and shuddered with pleasure before slumping in place, panting.
“Wow…” Orihime was the first to break the quiet that had fallen over them, and her comment made the others start to laugh. She pouted for a moment before joining in the merriment.
“You said it,” Rangiku said, a wide smirk on her face. “So…you boys up for another round? Same partners, or should we switch?”
Exchanging looks, Hitsugaya and Ichigo grinned. “Switch,” they said together.
And soon after that, Rangiku was happily getting fucked by Hitsugaya’s massive cock, while Orihime enjoyed her husband’s huge dick.
‘Another great day,‘ Rangiku thought with smug satisfaction.
(Story by User: S22132)