Tatsuki Pov
I stared at Ichigo in shock. I couldn't stop the mixture of embarrassment and lust I felt as I watched my best friend bouncing on Ichigo's big cock, her breasts bouncing wildly as she moaned like a real slut you only see in porn.
"It's okay, Tatsuki... I can do it, I'll be fine." Inoue groaned, Ichigo grabbing her waist as he guided her, while he looked at me with his usual scowl that honestly made me cum, and I couldn't help but return the look as my arms were tied to the headboard of the bed, clad only in my panties.
Ichigo was sitting in a chair on the edge of the bed, Inoue straddling him, wearing nothing but a collar around her neck and cat ears, along with small mutadines and a tail in her ass.
The same as the collar I was wearing, which made me feel like I could come at any time, was honestly too good a feeling I couldn't do without.
Ichigo fucked us, and although I should have been embarrassed, having a threesome with her best friend and doing nothing to stop my lust, it was one of my childhood fantasies to do such a thing with the people I cared about most.
I found myself staring at him, unable to look away from his powerful, massive, and sculpted body, resembling that of a divine being, covered by smooth, marble-like skin, and only partially clothed at the bottom with loose black hakama-style pants, cinched at the waist by a white belt.
His arms and torso were bare, revealing a powerful and defined musculature, but not excessive, as he sat relaxed with one knee raised, his arm carelessly resting on Orihime while she rode him like a king expecting his concubines to please him.
His hands and feet were transformed, with sharp black claws emerging from monstrous fingers, and I had no doubt they could easily cause harm, surrounded by red fur around his wrists and ankles, as if to demonstrate his dominance.
His long orange hair cascaded down to his waist, messy and wild, framing his face, which was marked by a partial mask covering his left eye, with a white horn protruding from his forehead.
His naked chest rose with deep inhalations, each movement accentuating his defined musculature, while those hands, claw-like, inhuman but terribly fascinating, gripped Orihime's big ass with a kind of possessiveness.
The way his legs bent to allow Orihime to worship him, his clawed feet lightly scraping the floor, sent shivers down my spine.
My face grew hotter than I would have liked to admit as I felt my pussy continue to leak fluids like an excited little whore.
Fuck...
Why did that form of savagery have to exert such a magnetic attraction? Maybe it was due to certain references I had been carrying with me for a long time, like that famous transformation into SSJ4 in a well-known manga I used to love.
The boldness I usually had died in my throat as I tried to find something to say, something to keep myself from completely losing myself in lust.
Oh, damnation. Damnation!
Why does she have to stand there like that, with those tense muscles and that bored predator pose? It almost looks like he is waiting for me to come over and worship his huge cock.
Tsk. Not that I care! Absolutely not...
But those long, messy hair... the way it falls over those broad, sculpted shoulders, subtly revealing the curve of the neck... ugh, no, I'm not looking at that.
And those hands—those claws—big, strong... I wonder how...
NO! Damn it, enough!
I clear my throat, trying to push back the heat that is definitely not rising to my face. Ichigo pulled Orihime from his lap and threw her onto the bed, on top of me, our breasts pressed together, our faces inches from each other as Ichigo climbed onto the bed alone, spreading Orihime's legs and pushing back into her.
"I-" I said weakly, trying to ignore the way my best friend's naked body was pressed against me, causing Orihime to give me a weak smile.
"È... Mhmm, okay, I can take him. Let him have his - oh fuck, he's having fun, we'll be fine." Orihime said, her words interspersed with moans and whimpers as Ichigo fucked her, her breathing becoming heavy and her face flushed.
It felt too good that both Orihime and I were being used as sex toys by Ichigo. When Orihime let out a soft moan, she knew me friend had just climaxed around Ichigo's big cock and when he pulled back, she reached down and pulled her panties aside, the head of his big white cock pressing against my slit.
"Tatsuki is too beautiful, I think I'm going to go crazy..." Orihime said weakly with her tongue hanging out, making Ichigo giggle.
"Tatsuki, be a good and close Orihime for me, won't you?" Ichigo asked as he began to sink into me, as if it was the first time Ichigo had ever fucked me, I was too used to taking his cock at this point.
I kissed Orihime, somehow hating the way her heart was racing, the soaking wetness that made it so easy for Ichigo to fuck and possess me.
Orihime was happy, returning the kiss, doing her best to please the man who cared so much for her, but I held back none of that hesitation as I explored my best friend's mouth, my hands moving over Orihime's ass.
I had come for this and all I could do was enjoy the obscenity, not that I minded too much as I spanked her ass and made her moan like a whore.
At the same time, Ichigo pushed his clawed fingers firmly into my mouth. I could do nothing but welcome them, licking them fervently, almost in worship, doing my best to show him how much I longed for this moment.
There was something exciting in that rough gesture, something that combined submission and lust. The thought that he might hurt me, even accidentally, only increased my desire, not only did he fuck me harder and harder, almost to the point of losing control, bringing me to a powerful climax.
As the world blurred, I blinked and looked around, kneeling with a chain tying her to the black throne, Orihime beside me as they watched Satori lower herself with pleasure to her knees in front of the throne, naked as they were as she gave a twerking show, throwing her big brown ass back impatiently, her body sweating from the effort.
CLAP~ CLAP~ CLAP~
Much to Ichigo's satisfaction, her cheeks were big enough to be make lewd noises, even the way she swayed and trembled was pleasing, her hips moving seductively as cheers echoed throughout the room.
Our friend, Rukia, was already on her knees as she stared at Ichigo with heart-shaped eyes you'd only see in a hentai, cum on her face as Satori began to pleasure him as they gave him a double blowjob, while we moved in closer to clean and worship his balls, as was only fitting.
I woke up suddenly, heart in my throat and breath short, as if I were still falling inside that absurd dream. The room was silent, barely lit by the cold light of dawn filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I stayed there, motionless, my gaze fixed on the ceiling, trying to distinguish what was real and what wasn't.
Then it hit me. The images. The details.
The warmth on my cheeks rose instantly as my mind, still confused, relived fragments of that indecent scene. Faces, gestures, bodies too close. And I... I was watching — or worse, participating — without the slightest hesitation.
"Oh my God..." I whispered to myself, bringing a hand to my forehead.
And right at that moment, I felt it.
A slight dampness between my thighs. The fabric of my pajamas slightly stuck to my skin. And a shiver of awareness that passed through me.
I buried myself in the pillow with a muffled groan.
No no no no no… please tell me I didn't...
But it was useless to deny it.
My body had reacted. To that dream. And now I was here, awake, alone, with my heart racing and a shame that tightened around my throat.
I slowly sat up, carefully avoiding looking down, as if ignoring it could change anything. I felt hot. In every sense. And not just from embarrassment.
"Perfect, I'm a pervert." I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to calm myself, while my brain already desperately searched for a way to erase everything from my memory.
Of course... The more I tried to push it out of my mind, the more it forced its way back into my thoughts. Each time I relived it with even more intensity, and inside me grew the desire that it wasn't just an erotic dream, but something real.
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