InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ How to be a Lecherous Monk ❯ How to be a Lecherous Monk ( Chapter 1 )

How to Be a Lecherous Monk

 

Disclaimer: InuYasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and I make no $ from this smut.

 

To the villagers, it looked like twin monks had run into their midst. The two handsome young men looked quite panicked as they made their way hurriedly down the street of this quite large and prosperous town. They startled the townsfolk, but the two paid them no heed. It looked like they were running from a demon…

 

“Did we lose her?” One of the monks panted worriedly.

 

“If we did, it won't be for long,” the other monk replied grimly. “Sango is relentless…”

 

“Oh no, what do we do?” The other monk replied.

 

“Hachi, where is the nearest Geisha house?”

 

“Are you sure she won't find us there, Miroku?” Hachi/Miroku said, wringing his hands.

 

Miroku stopped and put his hand to his chin, a smile playing about his lips. Then he looked at Hachi with a twinkle in his eye that made Hachi wonder if he should be worried or jubilant.

 

“You said you wanted to know how I got women,” Miroku said. “We have to take advantage of the time we have before Sango finds us.”

 

“Yes!” Hachi said in excitement, and then quickly became subdued. “I mean sure, whatever you say.”

 

The denizens of the town passed them by, trying not to stare as the identical young men surveyed their surroundings. In a few moments, Miroku had made a decision, and walked off, Hachi at his heels like a faithful dog. It did not take long for Miroku to spot the Geisha house, he could practically smell them…and the hopefully beautiful young ladies who were the main attraction. He had years of practice…

 

As the proprietor of the establishment greeted them with smiles and bows, he looked at them curiously.

 

“Young monks, haven't I seen you before?” The proprietor said. “At least…one of you.”

 

Hachi looked uncomfortable. Had he been here before while impersonating Miroku? He hoped not, each experience had been a disaster. Next to him, Miroku cleared his throat and then gave the proprietor a charming smile.

 

“I'm sure I would have remembered a fine establishment such as this,” Miroku said, “What say you brother?”

 

“Oh, yes, I'm sure.” Hachi replied and tried to not gulp and mimic Mirokus suave attitude.

 

The beaming proprietor brought them in and sat them down at the low tables in the main room of the Geisha house. They made themselves comfortable, as a group of pretty, young Geisha's entered, and began the ceremony. Miroku's eyes sparkled, and his hand twitched to caress the shapely asses that came his way. Hachi tried to follow his lead, stealing glances at his friend the whole time…

 

After the Geishas had performed an elaborate yet formal dance for them, Miroku knew it was time to make his move. He caught Hachi's eyes and mouthed…

 

`Just watch…do nothing,'

 

Hachi gave him a quick, curt, nod of his head. But inside, his pulse was racing. Was he finally going to get to make it with some human women? Kami, this was wonderful!

 

Standing up, Miroku leaned over and took the hand of a pretty young Geisha who had just finished dancing. The startled girl looked up at Miroku and blushed prettily into his handsome, smiling face. Hachi watched him in awe…

 

“I do not think I have ever met a lovelier young woman than yourself,” Miroku said. “And so talented…I'm sure they do not pay you what you are worth here.”

 

“Oh, you are too kind good monk,” the girl said sweetly.

 

“Truly, I think I have finally found the right woman,” Miroku continued. “Will you bear my child?”

 

The girl laughed, ducking her head, and Miroku whispered in her ear. The girl nodded, and he let her hand slip from his. Like a whisper, his right hand gave her petite, pert ass a quick caress as she turned to leave…

 

As Miroku turned to walk over to the proprietor, Hachi jerked to his feet to follow him. His heart pounded and he tried not to let his inner glee betray them. How smooth Miroku was, how casually and confidently he moved! No wonder Hachi had had such a hard time impersonating him! He was just flawless in his lechery!

 

“Would you have a room for my brother and I to stay in for the night?” Miroku asked.

 

“Why surely, if you and your brother would just follow me,” the proprietor answered, bowing and beckoning them forward with a wave of his hand.

 

The room had two futons, which the proprietor helped them unroll. Then Miroku saw him to the door, while Hachi was fit to burst at the seams with questions and excitement. But Miroku turned away from the shut door, and beckoned him to be silent and to come close to hear what he had to say. Eagerly he approached his “twin.”

 

“I told her to bring a friend for you,” Miroku said softly. “We are to wait - they will knock on the door after everyone is asleep.”

 

“Oh my, that's great!” Hachi said, and then tried to quell his inner anxiety.

 

`Well, Hachi, this is what you wanted,' he thought. `No time to get nervous about your first experience with a human woman.'

 

The identical human and youkai lay down in their futons fully clothed. While Miroku was serene and relaxed, Hachi twitched, and turned, and swallowed nervously.

 

“Just relax,” Miroku finally said. “Follow my lead…”

 

A short while later, a soft knock came at the door. Sitting up sharply, Hachi watched Miroku get up and go to the door. He gripped the futon and gulped.

 

A soft shushing from the Geishas clothes could be heard as they entered the dimly lit room. When a young woman sat beside him on his futon, Hachi breathed in her sweet scent and thought he had died and gone to heaven. Glancing at Miroku and his girl, he saw the monk take her in his arms. Quickly, Hachi followed his example, and wanted to moan as he felt his girl's soft breasts press up against his chest. He nuzzled her neck, and pressed his burgeoning erection against her belly.

 

Next to Hachi, Miroku and his girl had begun to disrobe and lie down on the futon together. Fumbling with his robes, Hachi almost knocked his girl down in his haste. Eventually though, he was lying next to her, both completely naked, and Hachi wanted to spread her legs and ram his rock hard cock deep inside her. But something told him to wait and see what Miroku was doing first. The real monk was licking his girl's neck, and then nibbling on her full breasts, making her moan. When Hachi tried to this, he got a mouthful of hair, which he spit out, and nearly nicked his girls nipple with his teeth.

 

Finally, Hachi knew Miroku had taken his girl. He heard them both moan as Miroku mounted her and sunk his cock in side her. Hachi was not as graceful taking his girl - his hands shook as he tried to guide his cock into her moist folds. As soon as he entered her, Hachi was overwhelmed by the feel of her slick walls against his cock - it was so good, he was desperate to cum. Frantically he pumped in and out of her, the orgasm building like a volcano about to erupt.

 

“Uh…uh…ahhh…..AHHHH!” Hachi exclaimed as his orgasm thundered through him.

 

It was over for Hachi faster than both he and his girl expected. Feeling awkward and ashamed, Hachi pulled out of her and lay quietly next to her while they listened to the moans and gasps as Miroku continued with his nearby. Just when Hachi thought he would die of embarrassment if things continued like this much longer, he was relieved to hear them finally reach their climaxes. Hachi was not even sure if his girl had had any pleasure…from the sound of it, Miroku's girl had had a very good time.

 

After the girls had dressed and left, Hachi just wanted to go to sleep. But Miroku spoke up.

 

“So how was it?” Miroku asked.

 

“Oh great, just great!” Hachi said, hoping he sounded more relaxed and content then he felt.

 

Miroku chuckled. “Yes, Geisha girls are a sweet treat. Thanks for getting me away from Sango for a while to relish it again.”

 

“Ah…you're welcome.” Hachi said. “And thanks for helping me finally get laid.”

 

“My pleasure….”

 

~*~

 

The next morning, Hachi was brought painfully awake by a hard slap to his cheek. Startled, he looked up and saw…an avenging angel in full wrath.

 

“Sango, it's me, Hachi!” He said.

 

POOF!

 

The raccoon dog sat in the bed with his smarting cheek in his own form. Whirling around, Sango saw Miroku try and sneak out the door. Their eyes met, and the chase was on…

 

“Miroku you baka!”

 

“Wait Sango…I can explain!”

 

BONK!!!

 

Hachi cringed, and then sighed. There were some things he did not envy about being Miroku….