InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bankotsu's Sensual Lessons ❯ Three ( Chapter 3 )
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By: kittyb78 
Bankotsu's Painful Lesson.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.27.2010 | Updated On: 02.23.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Bankotsu's Painful Lesson.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.27.2010 | Updated On: 02.23.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters. They are the sole property of their wonderfully talented created Rumiko Takahashi. I am simply using them for my own twisted enjoyment. I do however own my naughty plot lines. XD
A/N: This is series of RANDOM ONE SHOTS, detailing all of our favorite mercenary leader's more sensual encounters and likely won't have any linking story to them- aside from Bankotsu's conquests.
Do not whine about it not being a 'real story' One shots are just that: beginning, middle, end. So just keep that in mind as you read them okay? Thanks.
Remember please 'sensual' doesn't always mean it will lead to sexual intercourse, so don't get disappointed if there is no actual 'lemon' in every chapter, mkay?
Terms:
Atrous- black
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Bankotsu’s Painful Lesson:
He stood hidden in the large mass of green bushes, looking at the bathing area. He watched amazed his eyes transfixed on the beauty that lay ahead of him. Her body moved sensuously as she scrubbed herself clean in the crisp afternoon air.
Her hips swayed perfectly with the water kissing her delicate and smooth flesh. He found himself unable and unwilling to tear his indigo eyes away from the natural seductive movements of her sleek, toned body. He could not help the breath caught in his massive chest as he continued watching her tantalizing movements.
She seemed completely oblivious to the world around her, just the pleasure of bathing as her slender fingers skimmed through the water as if her lithe body was part of the water, her movements so smooth and enticing, as she dragged the tiny cloth down her pale skin, sighing in pleasure. Each stroke of the rag freeing her skin from the grime caused her to release a small sigh of satisfaction.
She continued rocking her hips back in forth in a seductive motion without even knowing she had a secret visitor standing just mere yards away, who was completely enthralled.
The atrous haired man with sapphire eyes was instinctively memorizing every dip and curve of her heavenly body, imagining how it would be to taste the enticing skin and run his hands over it as he continued to be enthralled by her sensual bath.
While his eyes ravished every available inch of her skin, his penis began to quickly fill with blood and he licked his lips excitedly, imagining how good it would feel inside of her voluptuous body.
‘She’s absolutely beautiful,’ the warrior thought to himself. His hungry gaze slowly traveled up to her smooth back and his heart skipped a beat when the raven haired vixen did a 180 degree turn, showing him that she had beautiful brown eyes.
He bit his lower lip to keep a moan from escaping, as his heated gaze traveled skipped to her stomach and then slowly traveled up her smooth stomach to land on her full pale rounded breasts, the pink nipples already erect and practically begging to be devoured by a wickedly talented mouth.
Before he could travel to back to her face, the gorgeous woman in front of him turned around again and continued to bathe oblivious of any nearby observers. The sunlight added a magical glow to silken tresses as if trying to lure the man toward the woman.
He could not just stay there and wait, he wanted- no needed to see who this mesmerizing beauty was, feel her, and taste her. Each movement was arousing him and further tightening his already constricting Hakamas. To put it simply- he desired her, and what Bankotsu wanted he always got.
The steam from the water continued rising around her as if to shield her from the outside world, only adding to the air charging the already sensual atmosphere even more.
As if sensing the intruder, the wind shifted and some of steam from the water blew towards him and that mixed with the bright sun began causing his eyes to burn irritably. When the burning became too much for the poor mercenary to bear, he blinked a few times trying to clear the stinging sensation from his eyes.
By the time that he opened them again, his raven haired Aphrodite had vanished. His thick eyebrow twitched in irritation as he thought, ‘Hey, where did she go?’ pouting at having his intent to approach her, halted dead in its tracks by her sudden vanishing act.
‘Aw man,’ his mind whined in protest. ‘I was just about to join her.’ He blew out a frustrated breath. Unable to ignore his constricting hakamas any longer, he leaned back against the tree pushed his hakama and fondushi down to his feet, easing the constriction across his protesting hard on.
He removed his haori to allow some of the air in to cool off his heated skin. Sighing heavily he stared down at his painfully swollen penis.
Releasing a frustrated sigh, he gripped his thick python, slowly kneading the engorged flesh, as closed his eyes thinking slightly disappointed, ‘Damnit! Now I’m reduced to a hand job?’ lightly brushing his thumb over the broad weeping tip, rubbing the sensitive foreskin under the head, which he knew would heighten his pleasure.
His breath hitched at the pleasurable sensation and he moaned as his already painfully tight dick, swelled even tighter. His balls began to ache and moved under the skin, telling him that he needed release- now!
He released another frustrated sigh and muttered, “I can’t believe I have to resort to this.” lightly slamming the back of his head against the tree a few times in frustration. Hell he hadn’t touched himself like this since he was thirteen. It was demeaning to his ego for him to have to touch and or pleasure himself.
Unable to take the acute pain in his balls, or the extended flesh of his shaft much longer, his other hand slowly slid down his perfectly chiseled abs and began rolling his balls gently, the way many women had done in the past.
The soft wind blew across his balls and he imagined it was the woman’s hot breath teasing him. His hand started working his shaft as he began mimicking as best he could, what played out in his mind- all the while teasing the throbbing head before plunging downwards; as he pretended it was her mouth instead of his hand.
As desperately as he wanted a woman doing this for him instead, he didn’t want to deal with the even more painful problem of suffering from blue balls or it’s after effects, so he was trying to relieve the ache himself. Why did he have to spy on that babe in the water? Damn his raging teenage hormones!
Normally he didn’t handle things himself- ever, it just wasn’t done! Instead he’d just go to a brothel and pay a whore to fix him good and tight.
But, the nearest brothel was over an hour away and with the pain already swelling in his balls, he knew that if he didn’t get this out of his system now, he’d be spending the rest of the day in the worst possible hell for a man to ever have to endure: balls swollen to painful size, immeasurable pain with even the tiniest step, nausea with every baited breath. He shuddered just from the thought.
No way in hell would he ever willingly subject himself to that! So for now, as demeaning as being reduced to such a drastic measure of jerking himself off was to his masculine pride, he’d just have to settle for it.
He squeezed his eyes tight, giving his body up to his imaginary lover and imagined how good it would be when he did finally take a woman’s body, as he increased his strokes as well as his pants, focusing on the wonderful sensations flooding his groin, the tight knot in his stomach was coiled and burning now, and his balls began to fill.
He continued pleasuring himself, slamming his back against the tree while imagining the tree pieces digging into his flesh were from her nails instead. He imagined her crying out his name in pleasure as he roughly slammed through the silky wet folds of her tight pussy.
His moans and strokes increased as he continued imagining her writhing in sheer pleasure and sighing under him while he ruthlessly pounded into welcoming flesh, while staring into her passion flushed face and aroused brown eyes, with her silky ink colored hair splayed out beneath her. The hand moving up and down his shaft tightened a fraction and he imagined it was her silken walls tightening around him.
The image was so vivid that he could actually ‘feel’ and ‘taste’ her as he pretended to ravage her delectable skin before exploring and dominating her seductive body. His thrusts increased and the familiar sensation of the lust firing his blood drawing him close to his peak caused the mushroomed head of his cock to jerk as his wet thumb trailed across the opening and down to the sensitive spot just underneath the head, bringing him pleasure.
Imagining that it was the woman’s talented tongue instead of his hand, before engulfing his dick into her tight throat, he managed to take care of his problem; biting his lower lip hard enough to draw a small trickle of blood so as to add to his pleasure, sating both his raging hormones and bloodlust at the same time.
His body tingled and his violent release exploded out into the air and ran down his hand, as he moaned out his pleasure and continued thrusting until all the copious hot white seed had finished ejaculating, as a guttural moan was ripped from his lips.
Sweat beaded on his brow and his bangs clung damply to his forehead from the exertion of what he had just done. When his ragged breathing finally returned to normal, his blue eyes opened and he stared down at the white cream all over his hand, his now flaccid penis, and in his dark pubic hairs.
He sighed muttering, “Damnit, this is the first time that I didn’t get my dick inside a cunt.” His clean hand ran through his bangs in frustration, as he snorted. “If I don’t get some of that pussy soon, I’m going to go insane.” and kicked off his clothes moving over to the river, to clean himself up.
Once he had washed away all traces of his deed, he quickly dressed and retrieved his Banryu, storming irritably down the path he had been taking, when he’d first sighted the older miko heading toward the bathing area.
He scowled thinking, ‘At this rate, I’m going to be late for my meeting…’ He smirked and decided, ‘Fuck it, first I’m going to find me a nice hot bitch to bang until neither of us can even move anymore, and then I’ll rest up and head out to meet with him after that.’
Muttering to himself, “If the asshole who wants to hire me doesn’t like it, than he can just fuck off!” He snorted and returned to his path through the trees and continued his journey towards the mountains.
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A/N: So, I wonder how Kikyo would have reacted if she had known that she had been entertaining a peeping tom? Anyways, Next up is Ayame XD
A/N: This is series of RANDOM ONE SHOTS, detailing all of our favorite mercenary leader's more sensual encounters and likely won't have any linking story to them- aside from Bankotsu's conquests.
Do not whine about it not being a 'real story' One shots are just that: beginning, middle, end. So just keep that in mind as you read them okay? Thanks.
Remember please 'sensual' doesn't always mean it will lead to sexual intercourse, so don't get disappointed if there is no actual 'lemon' in every chapter, mkay?
Terms:
Atrous- black
--
Bankotsu’s Painful Lesson:
He stood hidden in the large mass of green bushes, looking at the bathing area. He watched amazed his eyes transfixed on the beauty that lay ahead of him. Her body moved sensuously as she scrubbed herself clean in the crisp afternoon air.
Her hips swayed perfectly with the water kissing her delicate and smooth flesh. He found himself unable and unwilling to tear his indigo eyes away from the natural seductive movements of her sleek, toned body. He could not help the breath caught in his massive chest as he continued watching her tantalizing movements.
She seemed completely oblivious to the world around her, just the pleasure of bathing as her slender fingers skimmed through the water as if her lithe body was part of the water, her movements so smooth and enticing, as she dragged the tiny cloth down her pale skin, sighing in pleasure. Each stroke of the rag freeing her skin from the grime caused her to release a small sigh of satisfaction.
She continued rocking her hips back in forth in a seductive motion without even knowing she had a secret visitor standing just mere yards away, who was completely enthralled.
The atrous haired man with sapphire eyes was instinctively memorizing every dip and curve of her heavenly body, imagining how it would be to taste the enticing skin and run his hands over it as he continued to be enthralled by her sensual bath.
While his eyes ravished every available inch of her skin, his penis began to quickly fill with blood and he licked his lips excitedly, imagining how good it would feel inside of her voluptuous body.
‘She’s absolutely beautiful,’ the warrior thought to himself. His hungry gaze slowly traveled up to her smooth back and his heart skipped a beat when the raven haired vixen did a 180 degree turn, showing him that she had beautiful brown eyes.
He bit his lower lip to keep a moan from escaping, as his heated gaze traveled skipped to her stomach and then slowly traveled up her smooth stomach to land on her full pale rounded breasts, the pink nipples already erect and practically begging to be devoured by a wickedly talented mouth.
Before he could travel to back to her face, the gorgeous woman in front of him turned around again and continued to bathe oblivious of any nearby observers. The sunlight added a magical glow to silken tresses as if trying to lure the man toward the woman.
He could not just stay there and wait, he wanted- no needed to see who this mesmerizing beauty was, feel her, and taste her. Each movement was arousing him and further tightening his already constricting Hakamas. To put it simply- he desired her, and what Bankotsu wanted he always got.
The steam from the water continued rising around her as if to shield her from the outside world, only adding to the air charging the already sensual atmosphere even more.
As if sensing the intruder, the wind shifted and some of steam from the water blew towards him and that mixed with the bright sun began causing his eyes to burn irritably. When the burning became too much for the poor mercenary to bear, he blinked a few times trying to clear the stinging sensation from his eyes.
By the time that he opened them again, his raven haired Aphrodite had vanished. His thick eyebrow twitched in irritation as he thought, ‘Hey, where did she go?’ pouting at having his intent to approach her, halted dead in its tracks by her sudden vanishing act.
‘Aw man,’ his mind whined in protest. ‘I was just about to join her.’ He blew out a frustrated breath. Unable to ignore his constricting hakamas any longer, he leaned back against the tree pushed his hakama and fondushi down to his feet, easing the constriction across his protesting hard on.
He removed his haori to allow some of the air in to cool off his heated skin. Sighing heavily he stared down at his painfully swollen penis.
Releasing a frustrated sigh, he gripped his thick python, slowly kneading the engorged flesh, as closed his eyes thinking slightly disappointed, ‘Damnit! Now I’m reduced to a hand job?’ lightly brushing his thumb over the broad weeping tip, rubbing the sensitive foreskin under the head, which he knew would heighten his pleasure.
His breath hitched at the pleasurable sensation and he moaned as his already painfully tight dick, swelled even tighter. His balls began to ache and moved under the skin, telling him that he needed release- now!
He released another frustrated sigh and muttered, “I can’t believe I have to resort to this.” lightly slamming the back of his head against the tree a few times in frustration. Hell he hadn’t touched himself like this since he was thirteen. It was demeaning to his ego for him to have to touch and or pleasure himself.
Unable to take the acute pain in his balls, or the extended flesh of his shaft much longer, his other hand slowly slid down his perfectly chiseled abs and began rolling his balls gently, the way many women had done in the past.
The soft wind blew across his balls and he imagined it was the woman’s hot breath teasing him. His hand started working his shaft as he began mimicking as best he could, what played out in his mind- all the while teasing the throbbing head before plunging downwards; as he pretended it was her mouth instead of his hand.
As desperately as he wanted a woman doing this for him instead, he didn’t want to deal with the even more painful problem of suffering from blue balls or it’s after effects, so he was trying to relieve the ache himself. Why did he have to spy on that babe in the water? Damn his raging teenage hormones!
Normally he didn’t handle things himself- ever, it just wasn’t done! Instead he’d just go to a brothel and pay a whore to fix him good and tight.
But, the nearest brothel was over an hour away and with the pain already swelling in his balls, he knew that if he didn’t get this out of his system now, he’d be spending the rest of the day in the worst possible hell for a man to ever have to endure: balls swollen to painful size, immeasurable pain with even the tiniest step, nausea with every baited breath. He shuddered just from the thought.
No way in hell would he ever willingly subject himself to that! So for now, as demeaning as being reduced to such a drastic measure of jerking himself off was to his masculine pride, he’d just have to settle for it.
He squeezed his eyes tight, giving his body up to his imaginary lover and imagined how good it would be when he did finally take a woman’s body, as he increased his strokes as well as his pants, focusing on the wonderful sensations flooding his groin, the tight knot in his stomach was coiled and burning now, and his balls began to fill.
He continued pleasuring himself, slamming his back against the tree while imagining the tree pieces digging into his flesh were from her nails instead. He imagined her crying out his name in pleasure as he roughly slammed through the silky wet folds of her tight pussy.
His moans and strokes increased as he continued imagining her writhing in sheer pleasure and sighing under him while he ruthlessly pounded into welcoming flesh, while staring into her passion flushed face and aroused brown eyes, with her silky ink colored hair splayed out beneath her. The hand moving up and down his shaft tightened a fraction and he imagined it was her silken walls tightening around him.
The image was so vivid that he could actually ‘feel’ and ‘taste’ her as he pretended to ravage her delectable skin before exploring and dominating her seductive body. His thrusts increased and the familiar sensation of the lust firing his blood drawing him close to his peak caused the mushroomed head of his cock to jerk as his wet thumb trailed across the opening and down to the sensitive spot just underneath the head, bringing him pleasure.
Imagining that it was the woman’s talented tongue instead of his hand, before engulfing his dick into her tight throat, he managed to take care of his problem; biting his lower lip hard enough to draw a small trickle of blood so as to add to his pleasure, sating both his raging hormones and bloodlust at the same time.
His body tingled and his violent release exploded out into the air and ran down his hand, as he moaned out his pleasure and continued thrusting until all the copious hot white seed had finished ejaculating, as a guttural moan was ripped from his lips.
Sweat beaded on his brow and his bangs clung damply to his forehead from the exertion of what he had just done. When his ragged breathing finally returned to normal, his blue eyes opened and he stared down at the white cream all over his hand, his now flaccid penis, and in his dark pubic hairs.
He sighed muttering, “Damnit, this is the first time that I didn’t get my dick inside a cunt.” His clean hand ran through his bangs in frustration, as he snorted. “If I don’t get some of that pussy soon, I’m going to go insane.” and kicked off his clothes moving over to the river, to clean himself up.
Once he had washed away all traces of his deed, he quickly dressed and retrieved his Banryu, storming irritably down the path he had been taking, when he’d first sighted the older miko heading toward the bathing area.
He scowled thinking, ‘At this rate, I’m going to be late for my meeting…’ He smirked and decided, ‘Fuck it, first I’m going to find me a nice hot bitch to bang until neither of us can even move anymore, and then I’ll rest up and head out to meet with him after that.’
Muttering to himself, “If the asshole who wants to hire me doesn’t like it, than he can just fuck off!” He snorted and returned to his path through the trees and continued his journey towards the mountains.
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A/N: So, I wonder how Kikyo would have reacted if she had known that she had been entertaining a peeping tom? Anyways, Next up is Ayame XD