Yoruichi x Soifon x Urahara
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It has been a week since Soifon was thoroughly fucked by Urahra and became addicted to his white monster cock. During the week she waited for Yoruichi, she had been fucked senseless every day by Urahara.
Soifon was currently walking towards the candy store, a massive blush on her face as her pussy throbed with aching need. Today was the day that Urahara had promised her a threesome with Yoruichi-sama!
At first, Soifon confronted Urahara about why Yoruichi-sama is with him and why she likes his cock, but after experiencing Urahara's cock herself, Soifon came to understand.
Soifon entered the store and walked towards the counter where Urahara was sitting down with a magazine in his hand, his bucket hat hiding his eyes.
"Mmm~ Looks like our little toy had arrived, Yoruichi, come out~," Urahara said without looking up, and Yoruichi suddenly jumped out from under the counter, wiping her lips from Urahara's cum.
Soifon felt her heart almost jump out of her chest as Yoruichi climbed out from the counter, her golden eyes locked with hers.
"Hello, my naughty little disciple~," Yoruichi called her with a smirk.
Soifon gulped nervously as she saw Yoruichi emerge, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. She could barely tear her gaze away from Yoruichi's alluring form, those thick thighs and ample curves making Soifon's mouth go dry with desire.
"Y-Yoruichi-sama..." she stammered out, taking a step closer. "I... I can't believe you were just under there..."
Soifon's eyes flicked briefly to Urahara before darting back to Yoruichi, a mix of jealousy and excitement swirling in her gut. She knew what Yoruichi had been doing down there, and the thought made Soifon's neglected pussy clench hungrily.
"I hope you didn't have too much fun without me."
Yoruichi chuckled lowly, sauntering over to Soifon with a sensual sway of her hips. She reached out to caress Soifon's flushed cheek, her touch electric against the other woman's heated skin.
"Aww, was my sweet little disciple feeling left out?" Yoruichi cooed teasingly, her golden eyes glinting with mischief and barely restrained lust. "Don't worry, baby girl. There's plenty of Urahara's delicious cock to go around~"
She leaned in close, her lips brushing the shell of Soifon's ear as she whispered. "Mmm, and trust me, once you've had a taste of this thick white meat, you'll be just as addicted as I am. Your tight little cunt will be craving it non-stop."
Urahara watched the exchange between Soifon and Yoruichi with an amused smirk, his eyes hidden behind his bucket hat. He could practically feel the sexual tension crackling in the air, the desperate need radiating off Soifon in waves.
"That's right, Soifon-chan," he drawled, finally looking up at the pair with a wicked grin. "Yoruichi knows all about the mind-blowing pleasure of my cock. Don't you, Yoruichi?"
He stood up slowly, his tall frame unfolding as he approached them. The prominent bulge in his pants was impossible to ignore as he stopped mere inches from Soifon, looming over her smaller form.
"But don't sell yourself short. I bet your greedy little holes can take me just as well as Yoruichi's. Plus, it seemed that you are already addicted from the week-long fuck session we held before this~"
Soifon shivered as Urahara invaded her personal space, his masculine scent filling her nostrils and making her head spin with desire. She couldn't help but let her gaze drop to the obscene bulge straining against his pants, her tongue darting out to wet her suddenly dry lips.
"I-I'm not addicted!" she protested weakly, even as her body betrayed her, nipples visibly hardening beneath her uniform top. "And I'll have you know that my holes are more than capable of handling whatever you can dish out!"
Emboldened by a surge of competitive spirit, Soifon pressed herself against Urahara's firm chest, tilting her head back to glare up at him defiantly despite the deep blush staining her cheeks.
"You think you can break me with your big cock? Ha! I've trained harder than that."
Yoruichi grinned wickedly at Soifon's bold declaration, clearly amused and aroused by her disciple's fiery spirit. She slinked around behind Soifon, pressing her voluptuous body flush against the shorter woman's back. Her large, soft breasts cushioned against Soifon's shoulders as Yoruichi wrapped her arms around her disciple's slender waist possessively.
"Ohoho, listen to you, acting all tough!" Yoruichi purred, her hot breath fanning across Soifon's neck. "But we both know how badly this naughty body craves Urahara's touch. I can feel how wet you are already, baby girl."
To emphasise her point, Yoruichi slid one hand down to palm Soifon's mound through her pants, fingers rubbing slow circles over the damp fabric.
Soifon let out a sharp gasp as she felt Yoruichi's fingers press against her aching core, her hips bucking involuntarily into the touch. A needy whimper escaped her throat before she could stop it, her resolve crumbling under the dual assault of Urahara's proximity and Yoruichi's skilful hands.
"Ahh... Y-Yoruichi-sama..." she mewled, tossing her head back against Yoruichi's shoulder. "We shouldn't... Not here..."
Even as the weak protest left her lips, Soifon found herself arching into Yoruichi's touch, her own hands coming up to grip the other woman's wrists. She could feel the heat of Urahara's gaze boring into her, stoking the flames of her arousal higher.
"I-If we're going to do this..."
Urahara's lips curled into a predatory smile as he watched Soifon succumb to their combined ministrations, her earlier bravado melting away like snow under the summer sun. He could see the desperation in her eyes, the way her body trembled with barely restrained need. It was delicious.
"If we're going to do this, then strip for us, Soifon-chan," he commanded, his voice a low, authoritative rumble. "Slowly. I want to savour unwrapping my new favourite plaything."
Urahara's hands moved to the fastenings of his pants, deftly undoing them to free his massive, throbbing erection. It sprang forth, hard and heavy, the flared head already glistening with precum.
Soifon's breath hitched in her throat as Urahara revealed his magnificent cock, her eyes widening and pupils dilating with pure, unadulterated lust. She knew she should feel shame at being reduced to such a state, but all she could focus on was the overwhelming urge to submit to him completely.
"Yes, Urahara-sama," she breathed, reaching up with trembling hands to slowly unbutton her uniform top. She shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet to reveal the lacy black bra barely containing her ample breasts. The cool air pebbled her dusky nipples, drawing them into tight buds.
Next, Soifon unfastened her obi belt, allowing her hakama pants to slip down her thick thighs and puddle around her ankles.
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