Hollow Ichigo enjoys him some pussy

On the other hand, Hollow Ichigo was watching Kon having fun with Rangiku with a slightly growing envy. “Fuck, I sure made the wrong choice letting that stuffed animal get to Rangiku first,” he groaned, slightly cursing out of bitter disappointment. “Should have claimed her for myself before anything.”

“Excuse me?” asked a very displeased Yoruichi from below him. She looked rather resentful at his remark. “Do you mean to imply that Rangiku is better than me in terms of erotica techniques?”

“Well,” Hollow Ichigo replied, smirking. “I would think so. Unless you’d bother to show me how I was wrong.”

“Oh, you are going to regret this!” Yoruichi broke free from Hollow Ichigo’s hands which were restraining her, and with a swift motion she had pushed Hollow Ichigo until he lied down on his back on top of the tatami mat floor, with Yoruichi’s legs straddling both sides of his torso. Fixing herself on top of him, she bent down and whispered, her breaths hot on his ears.

“You know what, Ichigo – Rangiku might be good at pleasuring men, but I can pleasure men and women alike,” said Yoruichi, her lustful tone left a lingering sensation on Hollow Ichigo’s skin. He let out a thunderous roar of laughter, seemingly satisfied at Yoruichi’s intent to show she was better than Rangiku.

“Show me then, kitty cat, ever since I saw you with Ichigo's eyes at you at the hot springs ” he dared her, “Yoruichi.”

“I’ll make you scream and moan like there was no end to it,” she said, her naked figure straddling him with her warmth, her supple breasts pressing against him slightly as she leaned down to whisper once again on his ears. “And when that happens, don’t you dare ask me to stop.”

“Challenge accepted,” Hollow Ichigo grinned.

“OH… YES! AAAAHH… YES!!”

Moments later, he was moaning, groaning, and writhing on the floor – his hands on both sides of Yoruichi’s hip as the former Second Division Captain took on his full length inside herself and repeatedly slammed her body on top of him with a combination of fluid pelvic motion that almost melted him to the core. She wasn’t bluffing – her body was lean and strong, perfectly fit for long rounds of sex that required a lot of stamina. Tirelessly, she rotated her pelvis forward and backward, rotating his full length and sending him upward to heaven. Hollow Ichigo never liked the idea of being controlled by anyone, but he was starting to reconsider it – he wouldn’t mind being under Yoruichi’s control if it meant he could experience moments of ecstasy like this just a while longer.

She was merciless on him, her plays felt like strong waves of tide that suddenly washed upon him, instead of the gentle tides that slowly carried him away. She didn’t let him rest, letting her on top of him felt like waves after waves of pleasure were coming at him one after another, not even slowing down to let him catch his breath. She was rough and relentless at him, but undeniably skillful at the same time, rotating between long and short, or hard and soft strokes – and always holding back or changing her pace just as he was about to reach his peak, as though purposefully fueling his frustration. Groaning when he did this for the umpteenth time, he told her to stop playing around and teasing him, but she only grinned rather wickedly in return.

“I told you – don’t you dare to make me stop,” she wetted her lips with the tip of her tongue, her eyes glinting in some kind of evil pleasure as she watched him writhe beneath her. “This is still far, and long from where I want to take you. You must endure.”

“Shut up, woman!” Hollow Ichigo, who never took it lightly for being belittled, roared and rose up from his place in a swift motion, now pinning Yoruichi beneath him in return. Gasping in shock, Yoruichi had just enough time to process everything as she landed on the tatami floor, Hollow Ichigo on top of him, his breath hot on her face.

“Don’t think you can control me forever, Yoruichi,” he hissed. “I’ve had enough of you trying to tease me. Now it is my turn!”

He spread Yoruichi’s leg and entered her in one sudden, rough motion that it elicited a gasp from her. Ignoring her, he started thrusting into her, not too gently, rocking her body forward and backward with the **** of the motion. Their pelvises slammed into each other, he continued thrusting into her harder, not letting her catch a breath, laughing mockingly in the meanwhile as Yoruichi bit her lips to prevent a moan from escaping.