InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Deleted Scenes ❯ The After-Party Party ( Chapter 1 )

The Deleted Scenes
#1: The After-Party Party
By: OhJoy

Timeline: After the party in chapter one.
Summary: Botan and Momiji ask Hiten to drive them home. He's heard rumors about them... he's about to learn for himself if they're true -- or not! F/F/M, F/M

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Momiji fiddled with her rich chocolate brown hair, slightly nervous. They had never seduced a boy before. Usually, most boys were only too happy to come over and play. Botan was the bolder of the two, with a quick temper and blue-black hair. She wore a lascivious smirk as she unlocked and opened the door to their apartment.

"Hiten, please come in," Botan invited as she held the door open for him and her lover.

Momiji quickly followed after him. Botan closed and locked the door. The living room was rather large and was filled with huge square pillows thrown about and a very low futon couch that stood only four inches above the floor. A warm burgundy carpet graced the floor. The room was flooded with a soft light that Momiji switched. She called out on her way to the kitchen, "You guys want some water?"

"Yes, please," Botan answered. She was getting hot, her pussy was aching for some action. It had been a while since she last had a boy... at least eight days.

"Uh, sure," came the hesitant reply from Hiten. He decided sitting on the low futon would be a safe bet.

He eyed Botan, she certainly was a beautiful girl with an innocence that belied her lustful nature. "I wonder if the rumors are true about these two?" He wasn't about to put it to the test though. He waited for them, nervously, his cock twitched in hopeful anticipation. She sauntered over to him. With her palm flat against his chest, she pushed him back and straddled his waist. Without a word, she lowered her mouth onto his in a demanding, branding kiss, claiming him. His hands went to her ass, squeezed the cheeks before they drifted down and underneath her skirt, cupping her ass and pushing her skirt up to her waist.

They heard what sounded like plastic bottles falling on the carpeted floor. "No fair! You guys started without me!" Hiten and Botan ended their kiss to watch Momiji as she ran and hopped on the futon next to Hiten. "Hi," she breathed, voice throaty with desire and lust. She titled her head to meet Hiten's eager kiss.

To his surprise, Botan leaned over and kissed Momiji too. The oddest sensation washed over him as he felt one tongue in his mouth and another over the side of his mouth. Botan's hands drifted down to cup Momiji's soft mounds through her t-shirt. Botan wiggled her ass on Hiten's hands as he squeezed her cheeks.

In a brazen move, Botan leaped off him and went straight to the waistband of his jeans. She unbuttoned them and he lifted his hips to allow her to remove them along with his boxer shorts. She threw off his sneakers and socks. She kneeled before him, taking in the glorious sight of his hard cock. "Oohh, he's big. This is going to be lots of fun!" Her palms wrapped around his length and began softly stroking. He moaned at her touch.

Momiji's confidence rose. After all, he was nearly naked and didn't look like he was going to leave and the way he was kissing her meant that he found her attractive. She broke their kiss. Stared into his warm coffee eyes, pulled off her t-shirt. His eyes drifted down to the swell of her breasts, hidden beneath lace. A pink tongue darted out of his mouth, licked his lips at the sight. He reached behind his neck for his collar and dragged his shirt off as well. Their eyes met once again, until his rolled back and he closed them for a moment as he let out a moan. She looked down at Botan's head bobbing up and down his cock. He opened his eyes, once again their lips locked in a hunger filled kiss. Exploring each other's taste. His hands held her sweet breasts, his thumbs found her already hardened nipples and ran circles over the turgid buds. She went to the clasp behind her back to free them for his touch. She threw it off to the side somewhere and broke their kiss . She raised up to her knees and brought her perky breasts to his face where he greedily sucked, licked and nipped on one as he caressed, held, pinched, and tugged the other. The room was echoing with noises... moans, sighs, slurps.

He rocked his hips, trying to get deeper into Botan's throat. He was close, but not nearly there yet. Suddenly, she stopped. She stood up to find the most exquisite look of rapture on Momiji's face. She lustfully claimed Momiji's mouth with authority, shoving her tongue into Momiji's mouth as she gasped. Her hand went behind Momiji's head, the other into Hiten's hair, she gently tugged on both.

"I want to fuck," Botan announced when they parted for air. She deftly removed every piece of clothing and took Hiten's hand. He lifted his head from Momiji's tasty titties and wore an arrogant smirk. "C'mere, Hiten. Lay on the floor. I want to fuck now." She pouted prettily. In an instant, Hiten was on the his back, a plush burgundy pillow cradled his head. His stiff cock stood at attention.

Botan climbed on top of him, straddled his hips, her breasts brushed against his smooth bare chest. His warm hands held her dainty waist, stroked down to the curve of her hips and back up, just to repeat again. She lowered her lips to greet his in alingering kiss. Her wet core was just above his cock, he felt her drip on him and moaned. He raised his hips in an attempt to enter her. She pulled her head back a bit and smirked. She reached between them and guided his cock to her dripping pussy. She slowly lowered herself on him. He wasn't going to wait, instead he grabbed her hips, and impaled her. She was so tight. So wet. She sat up and he went deeper. She began her ride, her full titties bouncing in rhythm to their strokes. Her moans came in response to each of his thrusts. He rolled his head to the side and relished the feel of her tightly wrapped around his cock.

That's when he saw Momiji. She was still sitting on the futon. Hands folded on her lap, watching. She had the most forlorn look on her face.

"Momiji," he called out. She looked up, her eyes looked so sad. Like she was left behind. "Baby, come here. Come let me eat that sweet pussy of yours." She jumped up with a squeal that made him smile and stripped off her cargo pants and pink panties. She kissed him with a shy smile.

Botan cried, "Oh, fuck yeah... that's soooo good!" Hiten kept thrusting his hips into her as he reached for Momiji.

He stared into her eyes, "Momiji, baby, let me lick you up, baby." She positioned herself over his face so she was facing Botan. She knew Botan liked to make out with her while she was fucking a boy. The heat rose when she felt Botan's tongue in her mouth and Hiten's tongue on her lower lips. The sensation was so delicious. "Yes, this is why I like boys. Their tongues are just different. They lick me different than Botan." She returned Botan's caresses on her breasts with strokes of her own on Botan's full breasts. She felt Hiten's hand glide over her hip to hold her ass, bringing her a little closer to his face. He darted his tongue inside her wet pussy, lapping up her tasty juices. Her fingers were pinching and pulling Botan's nipples. She felt Botan's body stiffen. Botan was close to cumming and with Hiten's tongue not moving as much, she knew he was getting close too.

"Y-YES! FUCK!" Botan yelled as she came. She leaned heavily on Momiji. Hiten licked Momiji`s pussy slowly. Both of his hands went to Botan's hips, held her to him as he pumped her hard for his own release. He groaned right on Momiji's clit when he came, sending shock waves of pleasures through her body. He was still and Botan fell off to the side, her legs splayed.

Momiji exclaimed, "Did he cum inside you?" Botan only nodded, she was still a little dazed. "Oohh... I wanna taste!" She leaped to kneel before her roommate's pussy. Cum glistened on Botan's pussy lips and on her thighs. Momiji dipped her head down to taste the mixed juices of Botan and Hiten. It tasted so good. The tasty sweetness she came to know as Botan's pleasure and the salty flavor that she knew had to be Hiten's. It was a heady cocktail that she greedily drank. Her hips were wiggling and bucking up in the air.

Hiten caught his breath and was coming back down to Earth. He rolled his head over to watch, in wonder, Momiji eat Botan's pussy. "Gods! That is so fucking hot!" She was certainly enjoying herself. Botan was stroking her own breasts and pinching her nipples.

It was the sway of Momiji's hips that called him. When he tilted his head this way, he could see her sweet pussy. Her ass was just asking to be slapped. Her pussy was begging to be fucked. He felt his cock stiffen. Watching her eat out Botan was just too much. He needed to get inside her and slam his cock up that tight little pussy. He rolled over and kneeled behind her. She looked back at him when she felt him nudge her knees apart. Her chin was wet with his and Botan's cum. "Gods, but is that sexy!" She smiled, pushed up her ass and rubbed it up against him. A low growl escaped him. He teased her lips with the tip of his cock. Their eyes still locked, he entered her. She closed her eyes and sank her head down to lick the heated core in front of her.

Hiten's cock was fully sheathed with in her and he marveled at how tight her pussy was. He leaned over her and caught the pungent smell of cum as she continued her ministrations on Botan. He breathed in her ear, "Gods, your pussy is fucking tight, baby!" She pushed her ass up to him in response. He rose again to slam into her with more force. "What a fucking sight! Fucking a girl that's eating another girl's pussy." He thrusted and pumped harder, faster. Gods. It was amazing. Their bodies slapping against one another. The sounds of Botan's moans. Momiji somewhere along the way stopped licking Botan and just laid her head on her lover's hip as she finger fucked her in sync with Hiten's thrusts. Momiji was close. He could feel it. Her already tight walls, fisted around him. Delicious. She screamed out a broken version f his name. He came with a resounding explosion.

Hiten woke up. It was early morning. Some how they all made it to bed. He was laying between the two. Botan was sleeping on her stomach, facing away from him. He had his arm around Momiji, she curled up against him. A leg thrown possessively over his. He smirked, satisfied that he was able to perform despite the amount of alcohol he had consumed. He snuggled a little closer to Momiji. "I think I like her better."

A gentle caress and lick, a sweet kiss on his lips. A tongue ran along his lips. His eyes fluttered open. Eyes focused on... a girl... smiling.

"Morning, Hiten," Botan greeted him. "I have to go work." He looked around him. Momiji was still in his arms, snuggled a little closer, softly mumbling about more sleep and go away. Botan chuckled. "She's not a morning person." Botan stroked Hiten's cheek and lust filled her eyes. "I had fun last night. I'd like to do that again soon."

"Mmm..." he murmured.

She lowered her head to kiss him. "Bye."

He closed his eyes and pulled Momiji closer. She mumbled again something about more sleep and shush. She rolled over to her other side, he followed her and spooned her. An arm fell to her waist and drew her to his chest. He buried his face in her sweet smelling chocolate hair. He fell asleep with a smile.

She woke with a warm feeling, a tightening ball in her loins. She was hot. She could fuck. She opened her eyes to see Hiten's tongue dart in and out of his mouth as it traced circles around her hard nipples. Very hard nipples. She felt her pussy getting wet.

"Mmm..." she moaned. Hiten lifted his head and smiled. He moved his position to lay between her legs. She opened them, welcoming him. A satisfied smirk landed on his face. He laid over her, propped up on his elbows, forearms flat.

"Morning, baby," he smiled down at her. He nuzzled her neck and ran his tongue from her shoulder all the way up to her ear. Her gasps and moans only made him grind his hips into her more. She tasted so damn good.

"P-p-please, Hiten," she cried. Her hips bucked. Her hands at his hips pulling him down. She wiggled trying to get him inside her.

He breathed in her ear, "You want it, baby?" He loved the feel of her nipples against his chest as she arched her back to him.

"Yeaahhh..."

"Tell me..." lick, suck "tell me what you want..." lick, slurp "tell me... what I... can do for you..." lick, bite, suck.

"Aaahh..." she groaned. Her frustration rose. "Fu-fuck me, baby... please..."

He was only too glad. He lowered a hand to hold his hard cock at her entrance. His eyes held hers as he roughly stroked her lips. He moaned when he felt her juices. "Baby, you're so wet..." His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he closed them, sinking his cock into her wet hole.

Oh that felt good. Her pussy was so tight. It wrapped around him like a slick velvet glove. Gods. He slowly pulled out, relishing the feeling. He was almost completely out of her tight hold, just the tip remained. Then he achingly slid back in, oh so slowly, inch by hard inch. He set the agonizingly slow pace that left her whimpering. Her hips rose to meet his in a futile effort to quicken his pace. He was going to make her writhe underneath him. He was going to make her scream. He was going to make her cum, over and over again. Oh yeah.

He watched her face. Her eyes fluttered open every now and then. A myriad of emotions washed over her. Lust. Want. Need. Hunger. Frustration. Anger. Impatience. And finally... Ecstasy. He felt her walls tighten even more around him, if that was possible, telling him that her first orgasm was on its way. She moaned out something that sounded like his name. Good enough.

He raised his muscular torso, straightened his arms, palms flat. One hand grabbed her leg and swung it up, her ankle landed on his shoulder. That gave him deeper access to her. He ground into her, rocking his hips. She gasped. She moaned. She grunted, "H-h-harder... p-please." He didn't grant her wish. Not just yet. Just a little longer. He marveled at the electricity that ran between them. The heat from their bodies. Oh yeah. The slow pace continued, each thrust was deliberate, bringing her closer and closer to the brink. As he sunk back in, he ground deeper, rocked his hips and her moans grew louder. Filling his ears, feeding his ego. The familiar tightening of her walls spoke of another orgasm. She screamed out, "HHHHIIITTTEEENNN!!!!"

That drove him over edge. His own climax approaching, he dropped to his elbows and forearms once again, her legs wrapped around his waist. His hands went under her arms to hold her at her shoulders. Gripped her tight, he pounded his cock into her soaking wet pussy. He slammed harder and harder into her.

"Oohhh, baaayyyybeeeee..." she groaned into his ear, "uuummmmffff... y-y-yeesssss..." His breakneck speed came to a crashing halt as he thrusted deeper into her, grunting with his release.

On his drive home, he was arrogantly smug. His thoughts began to wander. "Sex with those two was so hot. But sex with just Momiji was even hotter." He sucked in a sharp breath. "Whoa. Did I just say that one-on-one sex is better than a threesome?" He thought about it some more. Yep. That's how he felt. Now did he want to do it again? Sure, of course. Hell, yeah. But maybe a steady girlfriend would be nice. Arimi's face popped into his head. He pulled out his cell to call her. She'd make a cool girlfriend. "I like her best. Or maybe Kagome... now that's a nice piece of ass."