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Got to be the Center of Attraction
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Got to be the Center of Attraction
Got to be the center of attraction
It was a night like any other. The 15 year old Japanese boy with the orange colored hair was in his room like any other night. Except for this night, he was going to receive something strange and wonderful at the same time. The girl who was sleeping in his closet was making extra preparations for his special treatment tonight. As Ichigo Kurosaki flopped onto his back on his bed to see what the hell was so important that Rukia decided to stop his nightly slaying of hollows, the girl he was wondering about popped out of his closet. She was clothed in nothing but what appeared to be tape and toilet paper.
“Rukia? What…what are you…why are you…”
“Ichigo, I can’t stand it any longer. We’ve been working together for weeks and I’ve felt such a connection to your soul that I can’t help myself anymore.”
“Geez Rukia, put on some clothes! What are you doing with such little-”
He was cut off promptly by her lips against his. Her passionate lip-locking held Ichigo’s tongue and he succumbed to the desires that have been pent up inside his own chest. Even though he knew she was probably decades if not centuries older than his grandmother, he could not deny the fact he had what appeared to be a teenage girl sleeping in his closet. As his father would most likely point out, he was at that age where many thoughts ended in the gutter, and Ichigo, deny it as he might, was no different.
He quickly threw off his shirt as Rukia undid his pants and stroked his penis through his boxers. That thin piece of fabric was just enough to exact such a longing in Ichigo’s mind that his hormones worked the rest of the magic for him. He stiffened up in an instant. The skin which made his penis was taunt as hell and the sac which held his balls felt no different.
Rukia knelt down and quickly removed the offending underpants and started to lavish her tongue up and down the thick shaft. Ichigo held her by her shoulders.
“No. Let me.”
Rukia’s “garments” were shredded in an instant. What did you expect? They were made of toilet paper for crying out loud! Her perky nipples stood bare in the pale moonlight streaming through his window. She looked hungrily at Ichigo’s cock and moved towards it again.
“No!” Ichigo demanded, “You’re too special for that.”
He gazed down at the crack between Rukia’s legs. She was shivering slightly. Either from cold or anticipation, Ichigo did not care. He quickly peppered her stomach with kisses which caused her to moan slightly. He made his way downwards, pausing at her pubic hair to breathe warm moist air on them, causing the little hairs to flutter and excite the woman they belonged to.
He found her clitoris and deftly pinched it with his lips, eliciting another small moan from the woman he loved. He stuck his tongue out and licked her up her vulva, the studded, wet, warm organ left Rukia absolutely breathless as she felt his saliva slowly reach into her. Ichigo laid her down on his bed and spread her legs apart gently. He lowered his head to her waist and slowly dragged his tongue across her leaking vagina. Each bump of his tongue felt like an electric current to Rukia as she writhed in ecstasy better than any drug could ever duplicate. With both his hands, Ichigo grabbed her butt and brought her pussy closer to his face. He licked and licked, first upwards and then downwards, each hit driving his lady insane with want. He eventually placed her tiny derriere back on the bed and used his fingers to pry the lips of her nether regions apart. He stuck his tongue in the glistening warm hole and flicked his tongue a couple times inside. Each flick made Rukia gasp and cry out. He stuck his tongue inside her over and over again until Rukia just snapped. She could not take it anymore.
She dragged Ichigo up to her face and she said as calmly as she could muster, “Put it in me. Put it in me now.”
Happy to oblige, Ichigo leaned closer to her and kissed her again. Rukia could taste her own juices mixed in the saliva of her lover. They leaned backwards onto the bed, twisting their tongues around each other and generally getting wetter in their groins. Their lips dispersed and Ichigo positioned his hard cock up against Rukia’s pussy lips. He prodded them but didn’t go in. He laid the warm red muscle on her belly, just above the pubes. She bit her lip in anticipation and started to shudder again as the hard pointy piece of man was getting closer and closer to the opening between her legs.
It was there. It was inches away from entering her cave of wonders when all of a sudden, Ichigo flicked her nipples. She cried out in frustration and in a surprising joy. He then proceeded to twist and spin her little nipples with each hand. Every touch of his was like an electric jolt to her brain. She could not stand it any longer. She grabbed Ichigo’s hips and rammed it into her. The shock came to them both at how good it felt. Ichigo’s rock hard dick was wrapped in the tight embrace of Rukia’s pussy. She moaned at the sensation of a warm cock up her cooter. Ichigo let loose a small grunt as he used his hips to pull away from the wonderfully tight opening. Before Rukia could even open her eyes to give him another disapproving look, he was in again. He was in again. He was in again. And each time he shoved in, a veritable flood came to meet his warm throbbing penis.
Rukia’s pussy was overworked with so much juices that every push from Ichigo resulted in a squelching sound. She groaned and moaned and writhed and let loose more lubrication for Ichigo’s man muscle. Ichigo could barely contain himself as he pushed and pushed, penetrating deeper and deeper into Rukia’s vagina. The canal was stretched to its limits trying to contain Ichigo’s piercing thrusts. Rukia found herself gasping for air several times because she had held her breath in so much.
The feeling was more than she could handle. She climaxed and yelled Ichigo’s name to the heavens. Each contraction of her vaginal walls sent her reeling into a world with nothing but mind-numbing joy. Ichigo himself could not contain the semen that had built up ever since Rukia had first licked his erect member. He gave one final push, using his hands to slam Rukia’s butt and by extension her tight and contracting pussy over his hard, beet-red, penis. He came inside her, the milky liquid filling up her insides and spraying out between the gaps left by penis and vaginal walls.
Ichigo flipped Rukia over so she could rest on him, both their bodies glistening with sweat. She giggled and stared at the boy with the odd-colored hair. “I love you so much anata” she whispered into his smiling face. Ichigo could only smile as she lay on him, his penis still in her pussy, both genitalia covered in a mix between girlcum and mancum. Just then, his door burst open. Kisuke Urahara walked briskly towards the couple, taking care to not trip over Isshin Kurosaki who was listening in at the door.
“I’m sorry Rukia. The gigai I gave you happened to be set on extra-horny mode. If you ever want a refund or an exchange you know where to find me…”
His words were cut off as he saw the two teenagers entangled in what could only be called an “incriminating pose.” The hat and clogs wearing merchant quickly turned on his heel, closed the door and kicked Isshin Kurosaki away from it. The two sat dumbfounded at the scene that just happened and Rukia muttered something along the lines of “I knew that wasn’t me talking. Who would say such cheesy lines?”
It was a night like any other. The 15 year old Japanese boy with the orange colored hair was in his room like any other night. Except for this night, he was going to receive something strange and wonderful at the same time. The girl who was sleeping in his closet was making extra preparations for his special treatment tonight. As Ichigo Kurosaki flopped onto his back on his bed to see what the hell was so important that Rukia decided to stop his nightly slaying of hollows, the girl he was wondering about popped out of his closet. She was clothed in nothing but what appeared to be tape and toilet paper.
“Rukia? What…what are you…why are you…”
“Ichigo, I can’t stand it any longer. We’ve been working together for weeks and I’ve felt such a connection to your soul that I can’t help myself anymore.”
“Geez Rukia, put on some clothes! What are you doing with such little-”
He was cut off promptly by her lips against his. Her passionate lip-locking held Ichigo’s tongue and he succumbed to the desires that have been pent up inside his own chest. Even though he knew she was probably decades if not centuries older than his grandmother, he could not deny the fact he had what appeared to be a teenage girl sleeping in his closet. As his father would most likely point out, he was at that age where many thoughts ended in the gutter, and Ichigo, deny it as he might, was no different.
He quickly threw off his shirt as Rukia undid his pants and stroked his penis through his boxers. That thin piece of fabric was just enough to exact such a longing in Ichigo’s mind that his hormones worked the rest of the magic for him. He stiffened up in an instant. The skin which made his penis was taunt as hell and the sac which held his balls felt no different.
Rukia knelt down and quickly removed the offending underpants and started to lavish her tongue up and down the thick shaft. Ichigo held her by her shoulders.
“No. Let me.”
Rukia’s “garments” were shredded in an instant. What did you expect? They were made of toilet paper for crying out loud! Her perky nipples stood bare in the pale moonlight streaming through his window. She looked hungrily at Ichigo’s cock and moved towards it again.
“No!” Ichigo demanded, “You’re too special for that.”
He gazed down at the crack between Rukia’s legs. She was shivering slightly. Either from cold or anticipation, Ichigo did not care. He quickly peppered her stomach with kisses which caused her to moan slightly. He made his way downwards, pausing at her pubic hair to breathe warm moist air on them, causing the little hairs to flutter and excite the woman they belonged to.
He found her clitoris and deftly pinched it with his lips, eliciting another small moan from the woman he loved. He stuck his tongue out and licked her up her vulva, the studded, wet, warm organ left Rukia absolutely breathless as she felt his saliva slowly reach into her. Ichigo laid her down on his bed and spread her legs apart gently. He lowered his head to her waist and slowly dragged his tongue across her leaking vagina. Each bump of his tongue felt like an electric current to Rukia as she writhed in ecstasy better than any drug could ever duplicate. With both his hands, Ichigo grabbed her butt and brought her pussy closer to his face. He licked and licked, first upwards and then downwards, each hit driving his lady insane with want. He eventually placed her tiny derriere back on the bed and used his fingers to pry the lips of her nether regions apart. He stuck his tongue in the glistening warm hole and flicked his tongue a couple times inside. Each flick made Rukia gasp and cry out. He stuck his tongue inside her over and over again until Rukia just snapped. She could not take it anymore.
She dragged Ichigo up to her face and she said as calmly as she could muster, “Put it in me. Put it in me now.”
Happy to oblige, Ichigo leaned closer to her and kissed her again. Rukia could taste her own juices mixed in the saliva of her lover. They leaned backwards onto the bed, twisting their tongues around each other and generally getting wetter in their groins. Their lips dispersed and Ichigo positioned his hard cock up against Rukia’s pussy lips. He prodded them but didn’t go in. He laid the warm red muscle on her belly, just above the pubes. She bit her lip in anticipation and started to shudder again as the hard pointy piece of man was getting closer and closer to the opening between her legs.
It was there. It was inches away from entering her cave of wonders when all of a sudden, Ichigo flicked her nipples. She cried out in frustration and in a surprising joy. He then proceeded to twist and spin her little nipples with each hand. Every touch of his was like an electric jolt to her brain. She could not stand it any longer. She grabbed Ichigo’s hips and rammed it into her. The shock came to them both at how good it felt. Ichigo’s rock hard dick was wrapped in the tight embrace of Rukia’s pussy. She moaned at the sensation of a warm cock up her cooter. Ichigo let loose a small grunt as he used his hips to pull away from the wonderfully tight opening. Before Rukia could even open her eyes to give him another disapproving look, he was in again. He was in again. He was in again. And each time he shoved in, a veritable flood came to meet his warm throbbing penis.
Rukia’s pussy was overworked with so much juices that every push from Ichigo resulted in a squelching sound. She groaned and moaned and writhed and let loose more lubrication for Ichigo’s man muscle. Ichigo could barely contain himself as he pushed and pushed, penetrating deeper and deeper into Rukia’s vagina. The canal was stretched to its limits trying to contain Ichigo’s piercing thrusts. Rukia found herself gasping for air several times because she had held her breath in so much.
The feeling was more than she could handle. She climaxed and yelled Ichigo’s name to the heavens. Each contraction of her vaginal walls sent her reeling into a world with nothing but mind-numbing joy. Ichigo himself could not contain the semen that had built up ever since Rukia had first licked his erect member. He gave one final push, using his hands to slam Rukia’s butt and by extension her tight and contracting pussy over his hard, beet-red, penis. He came inside her, the milky liquid filling up her insides and spraying out between the gaps left by penis and vaginal walls.
Ichigo flipped Rukia over so she could rest on him, both their bodies glistening with sweat. She giggled and stared at the boy with the odd-colored hair. “I love you so much anata” she whispered into his smiling face. Ichigo could only smile as she lay on him, his penis still in her pussy, both genitalia covered in a mix between girlcum and mancum. Just then, his door burst open. Kisuke Urahara walked briskly towards the couple, taking care to not trip over Isshin Kurosaki who was listening in at the door.
“I’m sorry Rukia. The gigai I gave you happened to be set on extra-horny mode. If you ever want a refund or an exchange you know where to find me…”
His words were cut off as he saw the two teenagers entangled in what could only be called an “incriminating pose.” The hat and clogs wearing merchant quickly turned on his heel, closed the door and kicked Isshin Kurosaki away from it. The two sat dumbfounded at the scene that just happened and Rukia muttered something along the lines of “I knew that wasn’t me talking. Who would say such cheesy lines?”