dimanche 7 octobre 2007

Bleach gangbang : Ichigo, Kon, Yoruiji, Renji and Rukia have group sex

This is a Bleach hentai doujin in which Ichigo, Kon, Yoruiji, Renji and Rukia have group sex.

Rukia, Ichigo, Yoruichi, the Urahara’s usual clan, and the four mod souls took up most of the room around the table. Ichigo sat down at Urahara’s table and tried to ignore the stuffed animal fight going on behind him. For the tenth time in twenty minutes he regretted not destroying Kon’s capsule. His conversations and actions had gotten even more perverse lately. One night Ichigo had come back from killing hollows to find Kon in his body masturbating to porn. Ichigo shuddered. And of course his father found the missing tape.

“Shut up!” Ichigo growled with past rage and grabbed Kon, throwing him across the room.

Kon sat up and held up and accusing paw, “I deserve more respect than those three! I’m your partner, I know your body inside and out and yet…” Kon saw the look in Ichigo’s eyes and quickly ran out of the room, followed by the other three mods.

Urahara chuckled, “So I see Kon at least understands what to do with a male teenage body.”

Ichigo was about to snap back when Renji ran into the room, “You bastard!” He pointed at Urahara.

“Something wrong?” Urahara asked from behind his now present fan.

“You…you didn’t give my body functioning parts!”

Rukia looked over at Urahara, “My parts all seem to be in working function.”

“Well of course, Rukia. I had a lot of fun making you as woman as possible.”

“It won’t get hard!” Renji continued to yell.

“Who did you meet, Renji?” Rukia asked.

“I don’t know. Some boy I was going to show a few things to. But it’s kind of hard when it won’t work.”

Ichigo couldn’t keep the shock off his face. “Boys?” He croaked out.

The entire table looked at him, as if he was the one that said something wrong.

“Why not? I like boys.” Rukia shrugged.

“Well you’re supposed to. I mean, you’re a girl.”

“So you like girls, Ichigo?”

“No.”

“Boys?” Renji asked, forgetting his argument in order to torment Ichigo.

“No!”

Yoruichi chuckled, “How about Renji and I get naked and we’ll see which of us makes Kurosaki hard.” She lowered her eyelids and looked over at Ichigo, who was already rosy with blush, “But I’m pretty sure I felt something when were naked in the pool together.”

Ichigo stood up, his face completely red, “You’re all a bunch of perverts.” And he stormed out of the little store.

Rukia sighed as she heard the door slam, “Maybe we were a little mean. I forget how young he really is.”

Yoruichi shrugged, “Old enough to know if he likes girls or boys. Being so sexually closed off can’t be healthy. Rukia you ever hearing anything when you’re in that closet?”

“Only when it’s Kon in his body.” She glared down at the stuffed bear who had snuck back in without the rest of the mod souls.

“I’m only trying to help him out. That body is always tense. It’s not fair I gotta put up with that pain.”

Renji sighed, “I’d do it with him. At least my shinigami form works. He’s one of the only guys that can see it.”

“There’s always the Quincy, or me.” Urahara pointed out.

“No way I’m going near that shinigami hater.”

“Let’s do him.” Yoruichi grinned.

“Who?” Rukia asked.

“All of us.”

Kon jumped up, “Can I go too?”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ichigo looked over at the empty closet. He had almost forgotten how quiet his room could be when Kon and Rukia were gone. Even his family had gone out. He plopped down on his bed and put his hands behind his head. “They just don’t get it.”

“Don’t get what?”

Ichigo gasped. He hadn’t even heard Rukia open the door. He looked over and noticed she was in her shinigami form. Well, that explained the door.

“Is there a hollow?”

Rukia threw him Kon’s capsule.

Ichigo quickly swallowed the pill. His physical body fell over as he stepped out of the bed. “Let’s go.”

Rukia stared at him blankly.

“Hey. What’s your problem?”

Suddenly his arms were pulled and pinned behind him. “What the…” He tried to turn his head back and caught a glimpse of orange spiky hair. “Kon! What are you doing?”

Without any warning Rukia charged at him and punched him in the stomach. He fell to his knees and tried to catch the air that was knocked out of him. Rukia pulled his soul slayer off his back and set it up against the wall. Kon twisted his arms back in such a way that they were pinned against his neck and forced his head to look down. He tried to look up, thinking that if he could just look at Rukia he would understand what was happening. But he gave up and focused on her feet. “Why?”

“Relax Ichigo, you’ll enjoy this.”

“Hey. Sorry we’re late.” Renji and a black cat jumped in through the window. He looked over at Ichigo and smiled, “Subdued him already? I knew I’d miss all the fun.”

Ichigo didn’t bother to respond. Obviously they had planned something, and to get away from all four of them he knew he’d have to save his energy.

Yoruichi crawled up under him and brushed his nose with her tail. “Don’t worry, Ichigo.” And with that she popped out her claws and made a few slashes to the front of Ichigo’s robes. A strip fell off, baring Ichigo’s chest, muscled legs, and crotch. Apparently, underwear didn’t come with the outfit.

Ichigo’s eyes got wide as he looked at his bared self. Regardless of common sense he tried struggling with new vigor. But Kon managed to keep him pinned pretty well.

Yoruichi sighed and transformed herself. She was sitting opposite of Ichigo, Indian style, smiling at him.

“You ran off before we got to play our game remember.”

Ichigo stared at everything the position revealed. He had seen it before, but he had always been able to pull his eyes away. But with Kon controlling what he could do with his head, he found it pretty easy to look.

Yoruichi, noticing she had an attentive audience, grinned and brushed a hand across one of her nipples. Ichigo’s eyes followed the movements. “A quick anatomy lesson, Ichigo. This is one of my boobs. I'm a hentai bitch. She ran a hand around her nipple, “And this is an areola. And this…” She grabbed a nipple and pinched it, “Can you guess what this is?”

Ichigo’s member jerked as it started to come to life.

“Well?”

She grabbed her other boob and began to play with them both until Renji stepped behind her and took over the job. He glared at Ichigo, “The woman asked you a question.”

Ichigo blushed as he suddenly remembered there was more than just Yoruichi in the room. Yoruichi shrugged, “Well, I guess we’ll just get to the rest of the lesson.” She spread her legs open. And Ichigo watched with a sick interest as Renji’s hand slid down her body and parted Yoruichi’s lips. He ran his finger up and down her clit until she shuddered and moaned. He winked at Ichigo, “Always learn a woman’s sweet spots.” And with that he slipped a finger inside her.

Ichigo heard Kon moan behind him. “Hurry up with the lesson so we can play with Ichigo.”

Renji pulled his finger out of Yoruichi and nodded. “You get a half-mast score, Yoruichi.” He nodded down at Ichigo’s semi erection.

Yoruichi snickered, got up, and sat down on Ichigo’s bed, out of his line of sight.

Renji quickly pulled off his robe and stared down at Ichigo. “My gigai one doesn’t work very well but it’s nothing compared to this one. It works real well. And I’ll prove it to you soon enough.”

Ichigo tried to jerk free again, “Enough. Kon, let me go or when I put you back in that bear I’ll cut your arms and legs off.” He looked over at Rukia, who was quietly leaning in the corner of the room, “And you can sleep on the roof. Now, stop this.”

Renji kneeled down in front of him, “What’s wrong? Scared I’ll tear you in two?”

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, “I’m not scared of that.”

Renji brushed a hand down Ichigo’s chest and quickly stroked Ichigo. Ichigo’s eyes widened and he gasped.

“Hey, that’s not fair. You can’t get him hard that way!” Yoruichi crossed her arms and pouted.

Renji smiled, “I don’t remember making that rule. Would you like that to be a rule, Kurosaki? Want me to stop touching you?” He moved up to Ichigo’s neck and took one of Ichigo’s earlobes into his mouth and sucked on it. Ichigo whimpered.

“Is that a no?”

Ichigo shook his head.

Renji looked up at Kon, “Where are his sweet spots?”

“Umm…he’s got pretty sensitive nipples. And the inside of his thighs. And of course in his ass…”

Ichigo growled and was about to threaten Kon when Renji ran his hands over Ichigo’s nipples. Ichigo felt his body shiver. And suddenly he felt guilty that Kon knew more about his body then he did. And then he felt angry. It had to be okay if everyone else was so open about things. “Kon, let me go. My neck aches.”

He wasn’t really expecting Kon to let him go, so he was surprised when his arms fell to his sides. Renji leaned in and took one of Ichigo’s nipples into his mouth. “Ahh…” Ichigo threw his head back and put a hand in Renji’s hair.

He could hear Kon moving behind him, and then suddenly felt hands on his back, massaging his shoulders and neck. He didn’t realize how sore he was until that moment. He leaned back against Kon’s body and let the two boys explore his body. Kon kissed up and down Ichigo’s neck and then suddenly he bit down into Ichigo’s neck. Ichigo froze, trying to decide if he liked it or not.

Renji growled and stood up, pulling Ichigo with him. “Take off your clothes.”

Yoruichi slapped her knee, “About time.” She looked over at the silent Rukia, “You going to join us?”

Rukia locked eyes with Ichigo, “I won’t make you actually go through with it if you don’t want to.”

Ichigo looked around the room. Kon was happily pulling off his clothes. Renji’s arms were crossed as he tried to refrain from touching Ichigo. Yoruichi was stretching. “I…want to.” And with that, hands were on him, removing his clothes. Rukia nodded and began to undo her outfit too. Soon there were five naked people in Ichigo’s room.

Yoruichi circled around Ichigo’s naked body, and her eyes kept going back to Kon. “It’s so entertaining to see two of you Ichigo.”

“Kon, since you know Ichigo’s body better than anyone, why don’t you prep him?”

“Prep me?” Ichigo looked over his shoulder at Yoruichi.

Kon stepped behind Ichigo and wrapped his hands around Ichigo’s waist. He wrapped a hand around Ichigo’s erection and began slowly stroking him. Ichigo’s mouth dropped open in a silent moan.

“Open your legs.” Kon demanded as he kissed Ichigo’s neck.

Ichigo nodded and spread his legs apart.

“That’s hot.” Renji commented as he watched the two identical naked boys.

Rukia sat down in a chair and watched the show too. “Renji…” She muttered as she spread her legs open in the chair. Renji grinned and stepped over to where she was, knelt down, and began licking her.

Ichigo looked over at Renji and Rukia, and the thought crossed his mind that it looked like it had happened before.

“No time for daydreaming.” Kon whispered as he slipped a lube finger down to Ichigo’s entrance.

“Wait…”

“Relax.” Kon pushed the finger up against Ichigo until he finally relaxed and the finger slipped inside.

Ichigo winced. It burned. He reached down and dug his fingers into Kon’s arm.

Kon winced, “Ichigo, relax, you’re hurting my finger.”

“Take it out.”

“Then relax and I will.”

Ichigo released Kon’s hand and took a deep breathe. Kon started to stroke Ichigo’s penis to erection again.

Once he felt Ichigo relax, he pushed another finger inside. Ichigo gasped. “I thought you were going to take it out.”

“In a minute. Come on. I know your body. It’ll feel good if you let it.”

Yoruichi stepped forward and knelt down in front of Ichigo. She stuck out her tongue and licked Ichigo’s head.

“Uhnn…” Ichigo’s knees almost buckled. He had never experienced such intense sexual feelings.

Yoruichi smirked at the reaction and slipped her mouth over the head of his penis.

“Oh gods.” The tongue felt so good he didn’t even notice Kon had started to move his fingers around inside of him.

Renji moved away from Rukia’s sex and looked back at the threesome. Rukia kneed him in the chin, “Why are you stopping?”

“Don’t’ worry, you’ll get more. But hold on, I wanna see this part.”

“Uahhh! Wha…ahhh…” Ichigo fell to his knees and Kon followed him down, fingers still pressed against Ichigo’s prostate. Yoruichi had pulled away and watched. Ichigo was on his hands and knees, thrusting backwards onto Kon’s fingers. Kon looked up at everyone else, desire burning in his eyes, “Can we do it now?”

“Hell ya.” Renji grinned. “Ichigo, stay just like that.”

Kon pulled his fingers out while the others walked over.

Yoruichi sighed, “Remember the plan?”

“Can…I know…the plan?” Ichigo gasped out.

“You are going to be busy.” Yoruichi smiled.

Rukia laid down in front of Ichigo and spread out her body, “I’m ready Ichigo, go ahead and get in me.”

Ichigo shuddered, the command almost bringing his orgasm. He swallowed and got on top of Rukia. He looked down at her, not sure what to do next. In movies didn’t they always kiss? Rukia smirked, reached down and grabbed Ichigo’s penis, and pressed it up against her. “Go.” She whispered.

Ichigo nodded and pushed the rest of the way in. He froze the second he was all the way in. The heat was overwhelming. He could feel himself about to explode just from being buried inside.

“Don’t come yet, Ichigo. You’ve got a lot of work ahead of you.” Renji kneeled behind Ichigo and placed himself at Ichigo’s entrance. “Remember, this is gonna be bigger than a few fingers. So brace yourself.”

Ichigo took a deep breath to keep himself still. “Just hurry it up.”

Renji wrapped an arm around Ichigo’s waist and pulled Ichigo back until he was just on his knees, Rukia still surrounding him. Renji pushed his lubed up dick up against Ichigo’s already stretched hole. “Here we go.”

With the arm still around Ichigo’s waist, he held him still while he pushed in. Ichigo closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and clinched his fists, trying to keep from thrusting in either direction. Kon really had done a good job getting him ready, almost immediately Renji’s erection felt pleasurable.

Yoruichi crawled over, and placed her crotch over Rukia’s face. Almost immediately Rukia stuck her tongue out and began to play with the cunt above her.

Ichigo opened his eyes and looked, and immediately regretted it. He just couldn’t look anywhere without getting turned on. “Can we start already?”

Renji laughed, “Thought you’d never ask.” He pulled all the way out and almost slammed back in. Ichigo groaned and thrust forward, pushing his own erection even deeper into Rukia. Rukia moaned into Yoruichi’s vagina.

Kon stepped over and put his erection next to Ichigo’s face, “Me too.”

Even doing as much as he had done, he couldn’t help but blush as he opened his mouth and let Kon put his erection in.

Renji slammed into Ichigo’s ass and moaned, both at the feeling and at the acts laid out in front of him. Ichigo’s and Rukia’s muffled moans were just as loud as Kon’s and Yoruichi’s.

Soon things started to fall apart as everyone was driven on by their own needs. It didn’t take Rukia long to orgasm from the combined work of Renji and Ichigo. And Ichigo only lasted a second later. He came with an almost silent moan. Immediately he wanted to lie down and pass out, but Renji pulled him back, and Kon stepped away. His slowly limping erection felt cold after being pulled out from Rukia’s heat. Renji lay down, Ichigo straddling him backwards. Renji started thrusting again, “Come on, I told you that you have work to do.”

“Shut…up.” Ichigo growled as he began pumping up and down. Kon stood in front of Ichigo, still purple and hard, waiting to come. Ichigo took the erection into his mouth and wrapped a hand around the base of it as he concentrated on sucking.

Yoruichi actually meowed when she came.

Kon put a hand down in Ichigo’s hair, “I’ve fantasized about this…for so…louuhhhg.” He pulled up on Ichigo’s hair painfully as he held Ichigo’s head in place while he came into his mouth.

Ichigo managed to pull away, and coughed up what hadn’t shot down his throat. Renji, following Kon’s example, pulled back on Ichigo’s hair and kissed him as he came inside Ichigo’s ass. Ichigo groaned into the kiss. And then just as quickly as the kiss began, it ended. Ichigo sighed and crawled off of Renji. He felt sticky inside.

Yoruichi smiled, “So Ichigo, you like girls or boys?”

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