Damien Kova
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Cheating Orihime (Bleach)
🕑 Added 2023-04-10 16:20:06 +0000 UTCWhile out shopping with Kazui, Orihime meets someone at the store that she gets along with very well.
For how wonderful of a husband Ichigo was, there was always something that bothered Orihime. With him being the sole soul reaper in Karakura Town, he was the only one that could patrol the entire city for hollows. Even when the Soul Society would send in people for training, knowing that Ichigo wouldn’t mind, they wouldn’t last long and he’d be back to handling things on his own. Orihime knew that this was something that the two of them had to settle with after having Kazui. That she would be alone with their child a lot. And she usually didn’t care.
Being the mother that she was, Orihime was more than happy to spend some alone time with her son. But what truly got to her was the fact that she was weak to people’s advances on her. She always had been, even before the two of them got together and got married. It was unfortunate for her that her weakness of hers didn’t go away after giving birth to Kazui because it landed her in situations like she was currently in.
Her son was off on his own in an arcade while she was in the bathroom, knees on the floor and another man’s cock buried in her throat. It didn’t take much for him to get her in here. Just a simple smack on the ass, a quick grab on her supple cheek, and a whisper in her ear to follow him and Orihime did exactly what he told her to do. Of course, she sent Kazui to go play so that he couldn’t see what she was doing, but it didn’t make her feel any less like a horrible wife for being so easily misguided like this.
“It’s too bad your husband isn’t here to see this. You say that he works across town, right? Guess that gives us plenty of time together.”
The man’s voice was full of bass and confidence, a pairing that made Orihime’s heart melt in her chest as she bobbed her head up and down his length. His hand remained firm on the back of her head as he guided her along his shaft, making sure that she didn’t miss a single inch of his member. All the while, she could only bring herself to moan in response to what he said, her pussy and heart aching as his grip got tighter and his cock throbbed against her tongue.
“For a married woman, it didn’t take much to get you in here. I wonder if you’re constantly cheating on your husband.”
As he said that, Orihime found herself suddenly yanked off from around his member, her lips popping off from his shaft. Only for it to slap down against her face and rest above her eye. “N-No, you’ve got it all wrong! I’d never do something like this to Kurosaki-kun! He’s the only man I’ve ever loved. But I just…”
“Let me guess, you love taking someone else’s cock when he isn’t around? You can’t tell someone no once they get their hands on you? You wanted to keep your son safe and came with me?”
Orihime’s heart sank in her chest as the man chuckled above her, bringing his free hand down to the base of his shaft only to grab it and slap her with it a few times. And, much to her embarrassment, she immediately stuck her tongue out of her mouth to try and get a few good licks of his member as he did so. Only for him to then start grinding against her face and keeping her firmly pressed against his throbbing member.
“Listen here, whore. It doesn’t matter what your reason is. The fact that you’re openly trying to get more of my cock just from being slapped with it? You’re more of a whore than anyone in this town. And you’re not gonna convince me otherwise.”
With his hand still holding tightly onto the top of her head, the stranger spun Orihime around so that she was facing away from him before tugging her back until she was firmly planted in his lap. Almost immediately, Orihime felt disoriented by the sudden movement. But she didn’t shy away from the pleasure that he was bringing her when she felt his length between her thighs, pressing against her lower lips. All the while he continued to pull on her hair, forcing her to tilt her head back, before stealing a kiss from her lips.
It was too much for her to handle while arguing with him. Deep down, she knew that he was right. She couldn’t fight against someone when they got their hands on her. But as she sat here, drifting from one kiss to another with this man, she couldn’t help but feel bad for her husband. The fact that she was cheating on Ichigo was enough to make her feel like a terrible wife. But the fact that she was enjoying it as much as she was only added on to the guilt that she felt.
However, the moment he brought the hand that was holding her hair to her hips and he began to guide her back and forth, forcing her to rock in his lap? All of that guilt began to wash away. The pleasure and bliss that filled her from grinding against a hefty shaft sparked something inside of her. Something that Ichigo was never able to bring her. Something that she first felt with Grimmjow when he was put in charge of her. A sense of possession and belonging, knowing that someone other than the man she was currently with desperately craved her.
Her heart began to soar in her chest when he hoisted her up and slowly lowered her onto his cock. The instant that his member began to split her pussy and force its way inside of her, Orihime knew that there was no going back. She knew that she couldn’t get out of this. And deep down, she also knew that no one could know about this or everyone she knew would find out how much of a whore she truly was. Especially when it hit her that she wasn’t just cheating on her husband, she was taking a complete stranger’s cock in an arcade’s bathroom stall.
Almost as soon as her rear end met this man’s lap, Orihime began to bounce on his lap. He didn’t have to direct her, he didn’t have to tell her what to do, and he didn’t have to tell her what he liked. For reasons beyond her current understanding, the married woman just knew exactly what to do for this man. She knew the exact way to move her hips, to rotate her body and rock herself against his member, allowing it to grind against her inner walls in just the right way to make them both feel fantastic. And while she didn’t know just what possessed her to move in the way she did, her heart raced in her chest as she heard him moaning against her lips.
It was clear from the get-go just how much he was enjoying her body from the way he moved. He tried to match her pace, and even succeeded, but something about the way Orihime moved made it clear that her inner whore had taken over. The way her tongue danced around his, teasing him and trying to make him more aggressive toward her. It was clear to them both that she went from trying to half-heartedly avoid this to loving it far more than a married woman should. Especially when she reached her arms behind their heads and kept him close enough that he couldn’t pull away from her affection.
Kiss after kiss trailed between the two of them as Orihime worked herself into a steady pace of bouncing on this man’s cock and suckling on his tongue. All the while he brought his hands to her breasts, groping and toying with them as he pleased. Something that seemed to spark another sense of lust and pleasure within her, judging from the way her inner walls tightened around his member.
Hot and heavy breaths spilled from Orihime’s lips as this stranger began to not only match her pace but also intensify it. Her heart raced in her chest as the grip on her chest tightened and she was forced to feel her supple mounds sinking into the space between his fingers. All while his tongue forced its way into her throat and he was somehow taking control of the situation from her once again. However, she couldn’t bring herself to shy away from this fact. She couldn’t bring herself to fight against him as he clearly tried to take possession of her and her body once again. Especially when he pulled away from her lips and swatted at her breast from underneath, causing a lustful and shameless moan to spill from her lips.
Orihime’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as the pleasure started to become too much for her to handle. Between the knowledge that she was cheating on Ichigo, the realization of how much of a whore she must have seemed like to this man, and the lust that came from having such a massive member filling her cunt was too much for her. Especially when she knew that, at any moment, her dear son could walk into the bathroom to pee and end up hearing her having sex with a stranger.
When the thought of Kazui stepping into the bathroom crossed her mind, Orihime’s heart skipped a beat in her chest. Was that something that really needed to cross her mind? Why did it turn her on as much as it did to be caught by her son? Was it the fact that he wouldn’t understand what was going on, just that she was in the men’s bathroom? Was it the fact that getting caught was a turn-on for her? She didn’t know the answer to these questions. Not when her mind was clouded with lust and pleasure.
However, those questions quickly left her mind when the man suddenly grunted in her ear, letting her know that he was on the verge of blowing his load. And from the way he continued to fuck her despite being so close to his orgasm, it was clear that he wasn’t going to pull out of her.
Almost as soon as Orihime heard this man moan in her ear, he did not hesitate to blow his load, pumping rope after hot rope of cum deep into her womb. As her inner walls were painted white with his seed, the married woman couldn’t stop herself from reaching the peak of her pleasure as well. Her heart pounded in her chest, her moans echoed in the bathroom without a care in the world, and she quickly caught him in yet another kiss in a futile attempt to silence herself.
Her inner walls clamped down like a vice around his member, attempting to milk him of every drop of cum that she possibly could. Only to be greeted with the feeling of his hand clamping down over her mouth to actually keep her quiet. The strong and firm grip he had on her face excited Orihime even more than she already was. And a moment later, she realized just why he was doing it, the door to the bathroom opening just as soon as the two of them finished cumming together.
“Mom? Are you in here?”
It was Kazui’s voice. And for a moment, Orihime felt herself getting even more excited yet again. Her mind was already going blank from the lust that she felt. But now that her child was in here, some part of her wanted to call out to him and let him know that she was here. That she was taking a dick that wasn’t his father’s and loving every moment of it. But before she could do such a thing, the door to the bathroom closed and Kazui’s footsteps could be heard heading away from the bathroom.
“That was close. Don’t want your kid ratting you out to your husband.”
Orihime slowly nodded her head as a small sense of disappointment could be felt burning within her. But as soon as she felt this man pull his hand away from her mouth, she couldn’t stop herself from letting out a shameless moan right in his face. And the moment her voice quieted down, she pulled him into yet another heated kiss. One that lingered far longer than it should have before their lips parted. “Y-Yeah… I don’t need Ichigo… Finding out. But… He shouldn’t be home for another few hours…”
For a moment, silence filled the bathroom as this stranger tried to process what she was saying. “Is that an invite to your home? You truly are a special kind of whore, aren’t you?”
Orihime let out a quiet giggle as she nuzzled against the man for a moment. Only to then carefully lift herself off of his lap and let out a breathless moan when his cock slipped out of her. Almost immediately, she could feel his cum leaking from her pussy and back onto the head of his cock. Fortunately, she was quick to bring a hand to her cunt, covering it and keeping as much as she could inside of her. Only to then turn around and get back onto her knees, placing a loving and affectionate kiss against the head of his cock.
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Thankfully, when Orihime got home with Kazui, her son didn’t ask any questions when she told him to hurry up to his room and to play in there. Maybe it was because he was too much of an exploring child for her liking, making him leave the home more than she wanted. But right here? Right now? When she had a man who wasn’t Ichigo with his arm wrapped around her waist and his hand on her plump rear end? She couldn’t bring herself to care. Not when she knew that this man was about to have his way with her in her own home.
Luckily for her, she knew that Ichigo wouldn’t be home until tonight as long as he was patrolling the town for hollows. Maybe even a bit later if he ran into one. But once this man’s lips met her own and the door to her house closed behind her, her husband left her mind entirely. The only man that mattered to her right here and now was this stranger that she met while shopping.
So lost in the lust and pleasure that she felt, Orihime failed to realize just how quickly he had dragged her to the living room, stripping her and forcing her onto her hands and knees. But the moment she saw his dick in front of her face, only inches away from her lips, she was happy that he undressed her. The arousal that dripped from her pussy would have made far too much of a mess with her panties for her to have any excuses.
However, nothing happened at first. Much to her surprise, he didn’t grab a hold of her head and start fucking her throat like it belonged to him. Instead, he kept his shaft hovering over her face, leaving the heavy musk he carried to waft into her nostrils and stain her mind. But that was when she heard his voice, bringing her back to reality for a moment. “Don’t wait to be told you have permission. You’re the cheating slut. If you want it, take it.”
Being told she could take it as soon as she wanted to, Orihime did not hesitate to wrap her lips around the head of this man’s shaft. She took the first few inches of his member into her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it, making sure to slather each and every inch in her saliva. Only to then move her way down toward his base, keeping her tongue pressed firmly against the underside of his cock. The flavor that coated her tongue was wonderfully mind-melting.
As soon as her lips met his base, Orihime refused to move. If she was to enjoy herself to the fullest, there was no reason to. She was going to make sure that the flavor of this man’s shaft and the feeling of it stretching her throat were permanently in the back of her mind. This was not a feeling she wanted to forget, especially as she began to swallow around his length, struggling to keep it in place as she did so. Just like back at the store, it fit almost perfectly into her throat and into her mouth.
And exactly like she was hoping, as she lost herself in her lust and desire, Orihime forgot about her need to breathe. She forgot about pulling herself back so that she could breathe in this man’s scent once again. But once it was in her mind, she still refused to move. At this point, she wasn’t in it to get this man off or to make him cum down her throat. Orihime was in it to properly enjoy herself and spend every moment she could with his dick in her mouth.
Slowly but surely, the world around her began to fade away, her body began to ache, and her lungs screamed for air. But Orihime didn’t let herself move. She continued to dutifully swallow and choke on the man’s shaft. She kept her tongue pressed against his member, licking the underside as she opened her eyes and got a good look at him. The look of lust and pleasure that burned in his gaze caused her heart to skip a beat in her chest. Only for her to pass out a moment later, this man’s shaft lodged in her throat, and her trusting him to thoroughly use her while she was asleep.
