Renji lives out his fantasy

Renji put his tongue out, and started licking, lapping voraciously at Rangiku’s clit, now growing incredibly sensitive with need. His tongue swirled, teased, and explored the wetness beyond Rangiku’s thighs, met with her ragged gasps and the involuntary thrusts of her pelvis, trying to get more of the pleasure. With that, Renji spread her opening further, and reached deeper with his tongue, deep inside to the more sensitive spot where Ichigo longed to be touched. And God, was her moans satisfactory to his ears. They were anything but muffled – Ichigo might have called his name, mixed with some curses and begging him to fuck his cunt harder, the way he used dirty words with Rangiku’s soft, feminine voice was such a turn-on for Renji.

"Oh wow oh wow, fuck me..." Ichigo said in her voice as he was lost in pleasure.

He lapped harder, reached deeper, licking every bit of sensitive parts between her legs, and put in a single digit into her, alternating between sucking her clit and playing his fingers inside her – it nearly drove her mad. Breathless, Ichigo wondered how being in female body could ever feel so good. Goodness gracious! Being a man, it was only about the penis, but being a woman – it was almost as if the entire area is sensitive. Toes and fingers curling beside him, Ichigo wasn’t sure anymore if he was moaning or screaming, he was lost in the pleasure that Renji’s tongue and skillful fingers brought him. Waves after waves of heightened pleasure wahed over him, the next one greater than the last, involuntarily left his body shuddering and weak. He was not sure anymore how much he would be able to take, how long it would be able to endure. He was ready to surrender, to beg Renji to stop his teasing and enter him right now. And when Ichigo finally uttered his feeble plea, Renji looked at him in a kind of twisted pleasure, licking the moisture off the tips of his fingers.

“R-renji,” Ichigo managed to mutter weakly, summoning all of his strength just to say these words. “Please…”

"Haha looks like the mighty have fallen huh?" Renji said proud.

Observing the breathless, shuddering mess before him, Renji finally decided that the wait had been painful enough for Ichigo. Once more rubbing around the clit made him convinced that he was all wet and ready for him. Only then did Renji start to enter him. Sliding himself into her body, he kept his hands positioned at either side of his waist. Both of them gasped in ecstasy as Rangiku’s walls enveloped Renji’s thick hardness tightly. She felt warm and velvety inside, the kind of pleasurable feeling that almost made him want to come immediately, but he knew he had to wait. The more he waited, the greater the pleasure will be.

"Oh damn that feels soooo good!" Ichigo yelled out.

Ichigo whispered urgently for Renji to take the bondage off and free his hands, but Renji couldn’t care less. He started pumping into Ichigo in a slow, relaxed motion at first, eliciting moans from both of them as he thrusted in and out, Ichigo matching him with vigorous pelvic thrust to allow Renji to reach even deeper inside him. Renji gradually increased his speed, pumping into Rangiku’s body with more **** that Ichigo was slammed back every time he received Renji’s thrusts with Rangiku’s delicate body. Women’s body sure are amazing, he wouldn’t think Rangiku’s small frame would be able to handle that much and yet here he was, experiencing heights after heights of pleasure in this body, and loving every second of it. Ichigo knew he was close, there was this tightness inside his core that told him he was incredibly near, and every pelvic thrust that brough him up to meet Renji was a thrust closer to him reaching his peak. And then, without a warning, he was there. Everything seemed to explode in a brilliant white-light, in a mind-numbing, ear-ringing kind of sensation that took over all of his senses, that made his body shudder over and over again as he screamed out, using all the remaining air in his lungs until there was no more – the kind of pleasure far beyond what he thought he would be able to experience.

"You like that Rangiku you whore!" Renji said as he continues his trusts.

When Ichigo's pleasure subsided, and his vision gradually came back into focus, he saw Renji looking at him, smirking all-knowingly. “What?” Ichigo asked, wanting to sound defiant, but all he could manage was a hoarse croak. It seemed he had used all of his remaining voice to scream out loud during his orgasm. And female orgasm – though way different from that of a male’s – definitely felt better. In fact, Ichigo almost felt he would prefer female’s over male’s at any give time.

“You seem to really enjoy it,” said Renji, his voice bringing Ichigo back into reality. “Well,” Ichigo blushed. “It’s not… so bad I guess.”

“Sure,” Renji sneered. “You know what, Ichigo… Since Matsumoto had said you are free to have fun with that body for the whole day…,” he paused, and Ichigo waited, somehow feeling he had an idea of where this conversation might lead.

“How about… we have another run with it?” Renji finished. It was a moment before Ichigo finally spoke.

“Sure,” he said. “As long as you untie me first.”