Not a Mob: Psycho 61 (Patreon)

After entering the elevator connected to the penthouse, Rangiku gave the air a whiff and playfully remarked, "Looks like someone had a bit of fun in here. And fairly recently..."

"That's one way to put it..." responded Ohta, surprising the blonde-haired Shinigami by pulling the white sash around her waist, nearly causing her voluminous breasts to slip out.

Using her left arm to prevent a complete wardrobe malfunction, Rangiku narrowed her eyes and mused, "My, you're an impatient one...don't tell me you want to do it here, do you?"

"Maybe some other time," replied Ohta, punctuating his words by giving the buxom beauty a light smack on her bottom, grabbing her surprisingly firm and equally massive ass.

"You're certainly not lacking in boldness..." remarked Rangiku, staring at Ohta with equal parts amusement and exasperation in her pale blue eyes. She was used to men being more 'passive' around her, allowing her to toy with them at her leisure. More than a few tried to get handsy with her, but there was always a notable 'desperation' guiding their actions, ultimately making them putty in her hands. In Ohta's case, rather than desperate or excited by the prospect of bedding her, he almost seemed bored...

Feeling slightly annoyed, Rangiku linked her left arm around Ohta's right, allowing her blouse to open, revealing a hint of her peach-colored nipples. Ohta briefly cast his gaze toward them, but instead of tarrying, he looked her in the eye and offered a casual, "You've got some pretty massive tits, don't you?"

"Feel free to touch them," replied Rangiku, her eyes exuding a glimmer of challenge. She expected Ohta to hesitate a bit, his mask of calm replaced by nervousness and expectation. Instead, he raised his brows slightly and reached across his body with his left hand, casually coping and appearing to weigh her right breast without much of a change in expression.

"Nice texture..." remarked Ohta, gently rolling Rangiku's nipple between his thumb and index finger as he added, "They're soft and have a pleasant weight to them..."

As both of her nipples rapidly hardened, Rangiku did her best to emulate Ohta's calm as she reached for his bulge. However, the moment her hand came into contact with it, her pupils visibly contracted before dilating as it was 'much' larger than anticipated. She would need to see it directly to be certain, but she approximated it to be at least 20cm and nearly as thick as her wrist...

Before Rangiku could satisfy her curiosity, Ohta cautioned, "If you whip it out, I'm fucking your tits and face before we get off..."

Though she retracted her hand, Rangiku gave Ohta a half-lidded smile as she replied, "I don't mind using my tits, but you'll have to go elsewhere if you want someone to suck you off. I'm not fond of sore throats. It makes drinking more difficult."

As they had reached the top floor long ago, Rangiku picked up the 1.8L bottle of sake and took the initiative to step off, leaving Ohta to pick up her sash and Lieutenant's badge as she made no effort to fix her state of dress. He did so using his Telekinesis, seeing through the woman's half-hearted attempt to reverse the power dynamic that was rapidly shifting in his favor.

Turning back to find her sash casually floating behind Ohta, Rangiku fell silent for a brief moment before asking, "Are you sure you want to do this here? You mentioned she was okay with it, but I don't think Rukia would be too happy to walk in on her man having sex with another woman..."

"That would make my life a lot easier," responded Ohta, surprising Rangiku as he attested, "As much as I find you and other women attractive, I don't exactly see eye-to-eye with Rukia's desire to have me amass experiences with other women. She believes she has become a shackle preventing me from doing as I please. The sooner she regrets giving me a long leash, the sooner I can stop this madness..."

Not expecting such a 'revelation,' Rangiku raised her brows and remained silent for several seconds before commenting, "No offense, Ohta-kun, but you're a bit soft in the head. You have a future wife/girlfriend willing to let you bed other women, and it troubles you? Any other guy in your situation would be over the moon..."

"If I were just any guy, I wouldn't be dating a Princess of the Kuchiki Clan, and you wouldn't be here right now..." contended Ohta. "Now, let's get this show on the road. As much as this situation frustrates me deep down, it's not going to stop me from pounding you until your eyes roll back..."

Though she was a little annoyed by the prospect that Ohta viewed her as nothing more than a means to an end, Rangiku adopted her most alluring smile and replied, "Lead the way...". After all, she was also using Ohta to relieve her frustrations, so it would be hypocritical of her to chastise him when she was seeking to drown her woes in booze and debauchery...

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After ushering Rangiku to one of the penthouse's guest bedrooms, Ohta immediately took charge of the situation, surprising the buxom Shinigami by embracing her from behind, hugging her waist, and rubbing her toned yet notably soft belly as he peppered her neck and shoulder with kisses. She presumed they would skip the foreplay and immediately proceed to a bout of intense but ultimately passionless sex. However, as more than half the reason he was bedding the beautiful Shinigami was to make Rukia feel envious, Ohta couldn't just go through the motions...

Slipping his right hand into Rangiku's hakama, Ohta wasn't too surprised to find she wasn't wearing underwear. She was, however, completely dry, so he began deliberately working her folds, his hand sandwiched between her remarkably plump, progressively steamy thighs.

With Ohta kissing her neck, massaging her right breast with his left hand, and skillfully working her pussy with his right, Rangiku's cheek started to flush as she exhaled a hot sigh and remarked, "I'm starting to understand where your cheek comes from..."

Responding to Rangiku's remark by releasing his hold on her body, Ohta made a show of licking the moisture from his fingers as he said, "Get on the bed and stick your ass out. I'm going to eat your pussy before I fuck it..."

Furrowing her brows slightly, Rangiku remarked, "You know, it ruins the mood when you speak like that..."

"That depends on the woman," countered Ohta, grabbing Rangiku's waist and guiding her to the bed with his cock pressed to her ass as he said, "If it truly bothers you, you could always leave..."

Rolling her eyes, Rangiku crawled onto the bed and allowed Ohta to be the one to unfasten and remove her hakama, exposing her pert, massive, genuinely awe-inspiring ass.

"Dear God, woman..." muttered Ohta, caressing Rangiku'a pillowy ass with his right hand as he mused, "I expected a feast for the eyes, but this is an all-you-can-eat buffet..."

Preempting Rangiku's response, Ohta surprised her by picking her up by the ass, prying apart her increasingly glistening folds with his thumbs as he buried his mouth and tongue into her surprisingly pink labium. He half-expected her insides to resemble pastrami, but like most of the women he had encountered after his reincarnation, Rangiku's pussy looked criminally underused, borderline pristine...

Surprised by how 'vigorous' and skillful Ohta's ministrations were, Rangiku ceased her usual playful persona, burying her face into the unused bed to conceal it as her toes started to curl. She couldn't remember the last time she received a 'proper' tonguing. Most guys just focused on kissing, even if she didn't want to, painfully squeezing her breasts like it was supposed to make her feel good, and single-mindedly getting themselves off. Ohta seemed 'determined' to make her climax before they even started having sex, so her valuation of his abilities increased quite a bit...

Feeling that Rangiku was 'extremely' close to climaxing, Ohta surprised her by reducing the intensity of his tonguing, focusing on the marginally less sensitive parts of her pussy as he massaged her ass with the very tips of his fingers, providing a tickling stimulation rather than being more forceful. This caused her to have a much weaker orgasm, but he was able to extend its duration considerably, increasing her sensitivity rather than making her feel numb due to overstimulation.

Confident that she was more than ready, Ohta withdrew his face from Rangiku's pussy, lightly smacking her ass as he said, "Schooch forward. I'm going to fuck you from behind for my first shot. After that, we can try whatever position you're most comfortable with."

Exhaling heated breaths, Rangiku took a moment to gaze back at Ohta, parroting, "The 'first' shot? Just how many times are you planning to do me?"

"As many as it takes..." replied Ohta, prompting Rangiku to comply with his previous instructions by lightly pushing against her ass. When she finally moved forward, he climbed after her, stopping her near the center of the bed by grabbing her waist and proceeding to shed his Shihakusho while his bulge pressed against her pussy. Rangiku had the distinct impression she was being maltreated, but instead of protesting, she began to bunch up the blankets and grab pillows for support. As 'useful' as large breasts were for seducing men and getting what she wanted, they could also be incredibly cumbersome...

Waiting until Rangiku was finished, Ohta positioned his glans at her very eager-looking entrance, wasting no time before sinking into her steamy, accommodating, but still incredibly tight cavern. She definitely wasn't a virgin, but her pussy didn't feel nearly as 'worn' as her salacious behavior suggested it would be. In fact, it wasn't all that different from the current Orihime...

While Ohta had a somewhat 'mid' impression of her pussy, Rangiku was experiencing a bit of a crisis as his cock filled her to the brim and even put pressure against her posterior fornix, making it feel as though he was pushing up her insides. Furthermore, due to his increased sensitivity, she climaxed a bit just from his swift, incredibly resolute intrusion.

"You good...?" asked Ohta, giving Rangiku some time to adapt to the size and girth of his cock. Its dimensions hadn't been too extreme in the past, but in the wake of his first time Yoruichi, he seemed to have experienced a very 'localized' growth spurt. He hadn't measured it, but its length was around 23-25 centimeters, and the girth was sitting around 15, surprising even himself with its thickness...

Recovering enough to respond, Rangiku's naturally alluring tone sounded weightier, tinged with a discernible fervor as she replied, "I'll admit it...you definitely weren't being cheeky before. Rather, if Rukia has to put up with this every day, it's no wonder she permits you to bed other women. She'd end up in a wheelchair otherwise..."

Exhaling a faint snort, Ohta began to move his hips, unhurriedly at first but gradually picking up speed as he replied, "You'd be surprised. Rukia might be petite, but she isn't lacking in vigor. She struggled in the beginning, but it only took her a few days to acclimate. Now, she can take it like a champ and is usually the one attacking me..."

Though she intended to respond to Ohta's words, not wanting to appear 'completely' helpless, Rangiku promptly dismissed the idea, focusing on clenching her jaw to prevent her teeth from chattering. She also tried to restrain her voice, but it wasn't long before throaty, impassioned moans began to escape her throat. She usually only moaned to egg her partner on so they didn't feel as inept and unskilled as they were. In Ohta's case, he left her with no choice, his deep, impactful pistons causing waves of pleasure to surge through her body, running up her spine and settling in her brain. The fact that they were only just getting started left Rangiku feeling genuinely anxious, almost like she had reverted to being a maiden, unaware of how slippery the slope of sexual gratification could be...

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