InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Secret Club ❯ Fitting In ( Chapter 3 )
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By: NinjaGamer 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.20.2011 | Updated On: 03.14.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.20.2011 | Updated On: 03.14.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any characters associated with it. This story is rated for a mature audience.
Lemon warning. PWP warning.
*Edit: I don’t know what happened. Everything just got smashed together when I uploaded it.
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Kagome awoke soaked in sweat. The heat created by her two bedmates was sweltering. It wasn’t the heat that had interrupted her sleep. Miroku had pulled her leg over his, allowing him to push between them far enough to slide his stiff cock inside her.
“Miroku,” she grumbled, wiping the sleep from her eyes. “Can’t you at least wait until I’m up?” Despite her complaining she made no effort to stop him. I can think of worse ways to wake up.
“You’re up now aren’t you?”
“Smartass.” Sango was still sleeping, a tiny smile betraying happy dreams.
“Shh, don’t be too loud,” Miroku said, his voice low. “Sango gets really cranky if you wake her up early.”
“I know,” Kagome whispered. “I’ve lived with her for years now.” Her breathing was becoming labored as her body began reacting to Miroku’s steady thrusts. She bit down on her index finger in an effort to keep quiet. It helped a little.
“You know, I’m surprised at how easily you are fitting in.”
“What – do you mean?” She had to take deep breaths to keep her voice down.
“Sango thought it would be awkward since you are a close friend.” There was a slight pause. Kagome could sense his smile. “After what happened last night, I think we’ll be fine.”
She felt her cheeks heat despite the already hot temperature. She had gotten a little carried away. Thinking back on it, she regretting urging him on like that. It would have been better if he wasn’t Sango’s boyfriend. This was exactly the thing she was so frightened about. Was it simply his lust getting the best of him or was it something else? “I think I got carried away,” she whispered, averting her eyes from the sleeping Sango.
“No need to hold back with us.”
She whimpered as his hand reached around to fondle her breast. “Miroku,” she moaned. The room was silent except for their heaving breathing. The pace was slow, both being careful not to rock the bed too much. Her eyes rested on Sango, wetting her lips. Sango could wake up at any moment and catch them. It wouldn’t have mattered, but the thought excited her. It was certainly the longest sex she had had. Without the speed and flexibility, Miroku lasted a lot longer. While the entire experience was pleasurable, it lacked the vigor needed to push her over the edge. When his pace began to pick up, she knew it was coming to an end.
“Kagome,” he whispered in a strained voice. “Can I cum inside?”
She felt her stomach twist. “I’d prefer it if you didn’t…” Suddenly, her heart was pounding for another reason. Doing this without a condom was already risky.
“Okay, I was just wondering.” He tried to play it off, but Kagome could hear the disappointment. She had to admit it was tempting. It was hard to forget the look of bliss on Sango’s face when he came in her.
“Maybe sometime later.” Her voice was so soft, she barely heard it herself.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.”
She felt him slide out of her. A few seconds later, there was warmth against her back. She could hear Miroku gasping as he came. Slowly, his breathing slowed. The silence stretched out. Kagome’s mind raced, trying to figure out what to say. This was the first time she had ever had a partner that was still conscious in the morning. At the parties, she woke up in whatever room she and the other guy had commandeered, fixed her clothes, and left. Either the guy would still be sleeping, or be gone.
“So um, Miroku…” She looked over her shoulder to seem him sleeping, his breathing slow and deep. Sighing, she carefully wiggled her way out between them. It was amazing how cool it was in the rest of the house. Rubbing her arms to fight against the chill air, she made her way to the shower. It will be nice to get all this sweat and cum off. After a shower, she decided she would go out for her usual morning jog. Feeling an unusual upbeat surge, she strode off towards the bathroom.
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One of the reasons she liked jogging was it gave her time to think. The methodical one-foot-then-the-other allowed her to set herself on autopilot and just think about any problems she might have. This particular jog was more difficult than she was used to. Ten minutes in, her inner legs were sore. She hoped she would get used to it soon. Nights with Miroku weren’t going to make her morning jogs easy. She wouldn’t have changed it for the world though. His girth was what made the experience so wonderful.
So here I am. A fuck friend… She almost laughed aloud. She loved listening to Sango’s stories, but she never expected to become one of them. She loved it, she hated it. It was something she doubted she would ever fully embrace. She was still wary about the path she as heading down, but too interested to stop. God, what would my mother think? One thing was clear, she would never find out about this. Ever. She could still remember the four hour sermon by her mother and grandfather about saving herself for marriage and celibacy before heading off to college. It lasted a few months, until she went to her first party. She didn’t remember too much about her first time. Maybe that was a good thing. All she knew was it had been dark, noisy, and the guy was too drunk to really do anything other than deflower her. With the thought of virginity, she remembered her mother saying her father had been the first and last. It was romantic in a storybook way, but far more than she ever wanted to know or think about. What would my future husband think about this? She doubted she would ever tell him. Marriage seemed a million years away. She didn’t even have any possible interests in her life, let alone a boyfriend. No, she would enjoy herself now. Someday, when she found a boyfriend, she would stop and devote herself to him. There was one thing that she wouldn’t compromise on, and that was she wouldn’t have a relationship like the one Sango was in. She was certainly happy that their relationship was open. After all, she was reaping the benefits of it. However, as fun as it was, it wasn’t for her.
Rounding a corner, she picked up her pace. Thanks to Miroku, it was later than she normally did her route. Usually, she would only see a handful of people. There were quite a few out today. Men’s heads turned as she jogged past. It was easy to tell where their eyes were looking. Even though she wore a tight sports bra, it didn’t completely eliminate the bounce caused by her heavy steps. Their stares didn’t bother her as much as they once did. After having Miroku ogle her naked, other people eyeing her in workout clothes seemed trivial.
She was at her halfway point when she suddenly remembered her paper. A cold chill flushed through her body. After Miroku came over, she hadn’t gotten any more of it done. Cursing, she took off back towards the house. It wasn’t due for another couple days, but she was behind schedule. The worse part about this whole arrangement was probably going to be fending off Miroku long enough to get homework done.
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Sango was thrilled when the weekend rolled around. Friday night, armed with her blue card, she dressed in a short black skirt and red shirt and headed to the club. For a moment, she entertained the thought of inviting Kagome or Miroku, but decided against it. They were taking advantage of the weekend too. When she left, they had been happily going at it. She was happy they had taken a liking to each other’s company, but it was a little frustrating. Despite how he acted, Miroku was busy with classes and work of his own during the week. This left only a little time in the evening for him to hang out with them. What free time he had, he spent with Kagome. Sure, she had joined in a few times, but it wasn’t the same. She wasn’t jealous about her roommate taking up most of her boyfriend’s time and attention. Kagome had been building up a lot of stress. Miroku was a great way to relieve it. He was just like a kid with a new toy. He loved it now, but give him a few weeks and he’ll inevitably return to his well-established favorite. It was why she was so willing to let Kagome have her fun now.
Her body trembled with anticipation as she weaved her way through the crowd. She hadn’t been this excited about visiting in a long time. Tonight would be her night of fun. The bouncer didn’t even stop her, just smiled and nodded as she passed. It wasn’t a surprise that he recognized her. She once had a threesome with him and his fiancée. Descending the stairs, she found herself surrounded by sex. It was busier than it normally was. She passed room after room, giving them a casual glance inside to see if anyone struck her fancy. Unfortunately, it looked like the ratios were a little off. There were more men here tonight than women, meaning they were doubling and sometimes tripling up. While you could certainly refuse, most people just went with it. That certainly was the case tonight. From what Sango could see, nearly all the women she caught sight of had multiple partners. As fun as it seemed, she wasn’t in the mood for something that extreme.
Skipping the normal rooms, she found herself standing at the one closed door at the end of the call. Past the door were the three VIP rooms. Another bouncer blocked the entrance, arms crossed. Smiling sweetly, Sango flashed her blue card. With a nod, the bouncer let her pass. There were fewer people in the back rooms, but enough to give her some options. The rooms themselves were far nicer than anything in the normal area. The carpet was soft to the skin, the furniture subtle leather, and the beds soft and fluffy. They were also better lit, giving you the opportunity to better see who you were with.
In the second room, Sango felt her heart jump, her smile widening. He’s here! Well, he seemed to always be here. He was one of the popular men here, never without a woman or two. When he left the VIP area, lines formed of hopeful women waiting for their chance. It wasn’t that big of a surprise. His half-demon blood gave him… perks. She and Miroku got into a heated argument when she mentioned she would pick a night with the half-demon over a night with him given the option. She loved Miroku and he was fantastic in bed, but you couldn’t compare a human with a half-demon.
Crossing the room, she smiled brightly as she approached him. He was sitting against the wall, a blond woman crying out as she rode him. “Inuyasha!” she said, ignoring the busy woman.
“Sango!” he said, returning her smile. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight. You usually come Saturday.”
She shrugged. “Miroku’s been busy.” She didn’t have to say what he was busy with. It was pretty clear he understood.
He looked down at the woman he was with. “Mind if I cum inside?”
“Please do!” she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Craning his neck, Inuyasha looked past Sango. Following his gaze, she was surprised to find a dressed man sitting in one of the nice leather chairs, hands folded and legs crossed as he watched. “Mind if I cum in your wife?”
“Please honey! Tell him it’s okay! Oh god! Have him cum in my pussy!” The man looked horribly uncomfortable. He simply nodded, his wife letting out a loud moan as she tossed her head back. Holding her tightly against him, Inuyasha held her still as he pushed up into her. The woman was breathing heavily as he finished. Sango watched in silence, smiling politely as they separated. Fresh cum running down her leg, the blond woman thanked Inuyasha with a kiss and moved off, her husband helping her gather her clothes. Both were busy whispering as they passed Sango.
“What was that all about?” Sango asked, jerking a thumb back towards the couple as they left the room.
“That was her husband’s first time here. She’s a regular and wanted to show him what she did here.”
“Kinky,” Sango said with a grin. She was already starting to undress. He was already halfway prepared by the time she was undressed. If only Miroku had this kind of stamina… Lying on his back, Inuyasha waited patiently for Sango to straddle him. There was no need to ask for permission, they both knew what they wanted. As he slid into her, Sango let out a long sigh, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation of him penetrating her. He matched Miroku in girth, but was several steps up in length. She imagined Kagome happily bouncing away on Miroku, completely unaware of what she was missing. Inuyasha would be Sango’s little secret… for now. Like the blond woman before her, Sango was soon happily expressing her joy as she ground her hips against him.
A few minutes passed before he spoke up. “You know, you are one of the few women here I enjoy on a regular basis.” Unlike her, he sounded only slightly winded.
“Thanks,” she gasped, hands roughly kneading her breasts. She didn’t like how heavy they felt flopping around in this position. Sometimes she envied Kagome’s smaller chest. They were certainly less strain on the back… Arching her back, she tossed her head back, her ponytail swaying back and forth, tickling her bare back. She twisted her hips as she screwed down against him. His grip on her ass tightened as he shoved his pelvis up against her.
“I noticed you brought a friend last Saturday.”
“You mean Kagome?” Sango moaned, eyes closed as she rolled her hips side to side as she continued her up down movements.
“Is that her name? She was the one with Miroku.”
“Yeah, that was her.”
“Any chance of her returning?”
Sango slowed her pace, opening her eyes to stare down into his golden ones. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
He grinned. “I’d love to meet her.” Sango didn’t doubt that. “Any chance you could introduce me?”
“Maybe.” She purposely didn’t commit. While she was sure Kagome would love the experience, Inuyasha tended to be more – extreme – than Miroku. Sango wanted her friend to be comfortable here. It would take time, but it would be better in the long run if she took things here slowly. She had no doubt that Kagome would fit in great here given the time. She had been shaky with Miroku, but in under a week, she was perfectly fine sharing a bed with him.
“Maybe?” He didn’t sound pleased.
“She’s not even a member yet. The only reason she got in was because I was there.”
“Then get her in again.”
His insistence on meeting her was really killing the mood. She sighed. “I’ll talk to her, alright?” He grinned, satisfied. Redoubling his effort, he hammered himself into her. Her body quivering from his powerful thrusts, she let out a cry. Head back, she leaned forward slightly as she came. Inuyasha was right behind her, emptying himself into her waiting pussy. It was a sizable amount despite his previous session with the blond. Cock twitching inside her, she waited until she caught her breath. Lifting herself off him, she felt his hot cum running down her leg.
“Remember to talk to her, alright?” He grinned. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Sango smiled and backed away. She gave a small wave as she moved off towards the hall connecting the other two VIP rooms. It was still up in the air whether she would introduce Kagome to Inuyasha. With her busy with Miroku, she might not want to return to the club. Even if she did, there was the problem of membership. Kagome was going to have to get her own pass if she was going to return.
But those were all problems of the future. Right now, she had a wonderful night ahead of her.
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Kagome had just finished her shower when Sango returned. She remembered her friend leaving, but she hadn’t caught where she was going. At the time, her attention had been on Miroku. Her face heated as she thought back to the events of the night. Her bedroom, the shower, the kitchen, the couch, it had certainly been a wild night. Miroku had exhausted himself, retiring to Sango’s room to sleep while Kagome washed herself clean. Since Kagome didn’t allow him to cum inside, her breasts, stomach and back became his targets. She was in the kitchen, lurking through the fridge as she idly scrubbed her hair dry with a towel when Sango stumbled in, disheveled and tipsy.
“Someone had a good time,” she said, grinning as she closed the refrigerator door.
Sango’s eyes ran over Kagome. Since she had just taken a shower, she was only wearing a bra and panties. “I could say the same about you.” Her voice was slightly slurred. She stumbled forward into the kitchen.
“I didn’t catch where you were going,” Kagome said, catching her friend and helping her upright. In the process, she dropped her towel on the floor.
“The club,” Sango answered, swaying uneasily. Now that she was close, Sango reeked of alcohol, sweat, and sex. There was no need to ask which club, she knew exactly which one she had gone to. “Ugh,” she groaned, holding a hand to her forehead. “I feel awful.”
“Here, let me help you to your room,” Kagome said, pulling one of Sango’s arms over her neck and sliding her free arm around her waist to support her friend.
“I think I like it when there is a shortage of men,” Sango mumbled as Kagome helped her up the stairs. “Too many guys at once and it feels like work. You just can’t enjoy it, ya know?” Her chin fell against her chest, her head rolling from side to side. Soon, Kagome was dragging her more than supporting.
“No, I don’t,” Kagome grunted, not quite expecting the workout she was getting. “Why don’t you tell me all about it in the morning?” It was a little easier once they got to the top of the stairs.
“We should go back there together next time,” Sango continued. “You’re going to have to get a membership though.”
“Yes, yes,” Kagome said, not quite paying attention. She was more concerned with not dropping Sango. With considerable effort, she managed to get the ranting Sango to her room. Half of her bed was taken by Miroku, but she managed to flop the limp Sango next to him. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Kagome took a deep breath as she gazed down at Sango, still mumbling as she drifted off to sleep. Satisfied she would be okay until morning, she retreated from the room, closing the door behind her. Only when she was back in her own room did she give thought to what Sango had been saying. With Miroku dominating her mind, she had completely forgotten about the club. Now that Sango had brought it up, she felt intrigued to visit again. The part about the membership was concerning. There had been no mention of a membership before, though it made sense now that she thought back on her first visit. Sango had flashed a card to the bouncer. Kagome wasn’t sure she would utilize the club enough to warrant a membership, but it was definitely something she would ask her about in the morning.
Falling back on her own bed, she quickly dived under the covers. It smelled of sex, reminding her that she was going to have to do laundry tomorrow. I’ll deal with it tomorrow, she thought, closing her eyes as she adjusted her pillow. Her last conscious thoughts were dreaming of things she and Miroku would do tomorrow.
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Unlike “Kagome’s Secret Buttons,” I have a general direction I want this story to go. As such, I have events and pairings already planned. Like in my previous story, Kouga and Kikyo will make an appearance. I understand that Kikyo isn’t a well-liked character, but she will play an important role in this story. I don’t want to give anything away, so I’ll just say her role in the story will be brief but significant.
Thanks for all the reviews. They certainly help keep me motivated to write! Keep them coming!
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Lemon warning. PWP warning.
*Edit: I don’t know what happened. Everything just got smashed together when I uploaded it.
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Kagome awoke soaked in sweat. The heat created by her two bedmates was sweltering. It wasn’t the heat that had interrupted her sleep. Miroku had pulled her leg over his, allowing him to push between them far enough to slide his stiff cock inside her.
“Miroku,” she grumbled, wiping the sleep from her eyes. “Can’t you at least wait until I’m up?” Despite her complaining she made no effort to stop him. I can think of worse ways to wake up.
“You’re up now aren’t you?”
“Smartass.” Sango was still sleeping, a tiny smile betraying happy dreams.
“Shh, don’t be too loud,” Miroku said, his voice low. “Sango gets really cranky if you wake her up early.”
“I know,” Kagome whispered. “I’ve lived with her for years now.” Her breathing was becoming labored as her body began reacting to Miroku’s steady thrusts. She bit down on her index finger in an effort to keep quiet. It helped a little.
“You know, I’m surprised at how easily you are fitting in.”
“What – do you mean?” She had to take deep breaths to keep her voice down.
“Sango thought it would be awkward since you are a close friend.” There was a slight pause. Kagome could sense his smile. “After what happened last night, I think we’ll be fine.”
She felt her cheeks heat despite the already hot temperature. She had gotten a little carried away. Thinking back on it, she regretting urging him on like that. It would have been better if he wasn’t Sango’s boyfriend. This was exactly the thing she was so frightened about. Was it simply his lust getting the best of him or was it something else? “I think I got carried away,” she whispered, averting her eyes from the sleeping Sango.
“No need to hold back with us.”
She whimpered as his hand reached around to fondle her breast. “Miroku,” she moaned. The room was silent except for their heaving breathing. The pace was slow, both being careful not to rock the bed too much. Her eyes rested on Sango, wetting her lips. Sango could wake up at any moment and catch them. It wouldn’t have mattered, but the thought excited her. It was certainly the longest sex she had had. Without the speed and flexibility, Miroku lasted a lot longer. While the entire experience was pleasurable, it lacked the vigor needed to push her over the edge. When his pace began to pick up, she knew it was coming to an end.
“Kagome,” he whispered in a strained voice. “Can I cum inside?”
She felt her stomach twist. “I’d prefer it if you didn’t…” Suddenly, her heart was pounding for another reason. Doing this without a condom was already risky.
“Okay, I was just wondering.” He tried to play it off, but Kagome could hear the disappointment. She had to admit it was tempting. It was hard to forget the look of bliss on Sango’s face when he came in her.
“Maybe sometime later.” Her voice was so soft, she barely heard it herself.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.”
She felt him slide out of her. A few seconds later, there was warmth against her back. She could hear Miroku gasping as he came. Slowly, his breathing slowed. The silence stretched out. Kagome’s mind raced, trying to figure out what to say. This was the first time she had ever had a partner that was still conscious in the morning. At the parties, she woke up in whatever room she and the other guy had commandeered, fixed her clothes, and left. Either the guy would still be sleeping, or be gone.
“So um, Miroku…” She looked over her shoulder to seem him sleeping, his breathing slow and deep. Sighing, she carefully wiggled her way out between them. It was amazing how cool it was in the rest of the house. Rubbing her arms to fight against the chill air, she made her way to the shower. It will be nice to get all this sweat and cum off. After a shower, she decided she would go out for her usual morning jog. Feeling an unusual upbeat surge, she strode off towards the bathroom.
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One of the reasons she liked jogging was it gave her time to think. The methodical one-foot-then-the-other allowed her to set herself on autopilot and just think about any problems she might have. This particular jog was more difficult than she was used to. Ten minutes in, her inner legs were sore. She hoped she would get used to it soon. Nights with Miroku weren’t going to make her morning jogs easy. She wouldn’t have changed it for the world though. His girth was what made the experience so wonderful.
So here I am. A fuck friend… She almost laughed aloud. She loved listening to Sango’s stories, but she never expected to become one of them. She loved it, she hated it. It was something she doubted she would ever fully embrace. She was still wary about the path she as heading down, but too interested to stop. God, what would my mother think? One thing was clear, she would never find out about this. Ever. She could still remember the four hour sermon by her mother and grandfather about saving herself for marriage and celibacy before heading off to college. It lasted a few months, until she went to her first party. She didn’t remember too much about her first time. Maybe that was a good thing. All she knew was it had been dark, noisy, and the guy was too drunk to really do anything other than deflower her. With the thought of virginity, she remembered her mother saying her father had been the first and last. It was romantic in a storybook way, but far more than she ever wanted to know or think about. What would my future husband think about this? She doubted she would ever tell him. Marriage seemed a million years away. She didn’t even have any possible interests in her life, let alone a boyfriend. No, she would enjoy herself now. Someday, when she found a boyfriend, she would stop and devote herself to him. There was one thing that she wouldn’t compromise on, and that was she wouldn’t have a relationship like the one Sango was in. She was certainly happy that their relationship was open. After all, she was reaping the benefits of it. However, as fun as it was, it wasn’t for her.
Rounding a corner, she picked up her pace. Thanks to Miroku, it was later than she normally did her route. Usually, she would only see a handful of people. There were quite a few out today. Men’s heads turned as she jogged past. It was easy to tell where their eyes were looking. Even though she wore a tight sports bra, it didn’t completely eliminate the bounce caused by her heavy steps. Their stares didn’t bother her as much as they once did. After having Miroku ogle her naked, other people eyeing her in workout clothes seemed trivial.
She was at her halfway point when she suddenly remembered her paper. A cold chill flushed through her body. After Miroku came over, she hadn’t gotten any more of it done. Cursing, she took off back towards the house. It wasn’t due for another couple days, but she was behind schedule. The worse part about this whole arrangement was probably going to be fending off Miroku long enough to get homework done.
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Sango was thrilled when the weekend rolled around. Friday night, armed with her blue card, she dressed in a short black skirt and red shirt and headed to the club. For a moment, she entertained the thought of inviting Kagome or Miroku, but decided against it. They were taking advantage of the weekend too. When she left, they had been happily going at it. She was happy they had taken a liking to each other’s company, but it was a little frustrating. Despite how he acted, Miroku was busy with classes and work of his own during the week. This left only a little time in the evening for him to hang out with them. What free time he had, he spent with Kagome. Sure, she had joined in a few times, but it wasn’t the same. She wasn’t jealous about her roommate taking up most of her boyfriend’s time and attention. Kagome had been building up a lot of stress. Miroku was a great way to relieve it. He was just like a kid with a new toy. He loved it now, but give him a few weeks and he’ll inevitably return to his well-established favorite. It was why she was so willing to let Kagome have her fun now.
Her body trembled with anticipation as she weaved her way through the crowd. She hadn’t been this excited about visiting in a long time. Tonight would be her night of fun. The bouncer didn’t even stop her, just smiled and nodded as she passed. It wasn’t a surprise that he recognized her. She once had a threesome with him and his fiancée. Descending the stairs, she found herself surrounded by sex. It was busier than it normally was. She passed room after room, giving them a casual glance inside to see if anyone struck her fancy. Unfortunately, it looked like the ratios were a little off. There were more men here tonight than women, meaning they were doubling and sometimes tripling up. While you could certainly refuse, most people just went with it. That certainly was the case tonight. From what Sango could see, nearly all the women she caught sight of had multiple partners. As fun as it seemed, she wasn’t in the mood for something that extreme.
Skipping the normal rooms, she found herself standing at the one closed door at the end of the call. Past the door were the three VIP rooms. Another bouncer blocked the entrance, arms crossed. Smiling sweetly, Sango flashed her blue card. With a nod, the bouncer let her pass. There were fewer people in the back rooms, but enough to give her some options. The rooms themselves were far nicer than anything in the normal area. The carpet was soft to the skin, the furniture subtle leather, and the beds soft and fluffy. They were also better lit, giving you the opportunity to better see who you were with.
In the second room, Sango felt her heart jump, her smile widening. He’s here! Well, he seemed to always be here. He was one of the popular men here, never without a woman or two. When he left the VIP area, lines formed of hopeful women waiting for their chance. It wasn’t that big of a surprise. His half-demon blood gave him… perks. She and Miroku got into a heated argument when she mentioned she would pick a night with the half-demon over a night with him given the option. She loved Miroku and he was fantastic in bed, but you couldn’t compare a human with a half-demon.
Crossing the room, she smiled brightly as she approached him. He was sitting against the wall, a blond woman crying out as she rode him. “Inuyasha!” she said, ignoring the busy woman.
“Sango!” he said, returning her smile. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight. You usually come Saturday.”
She shrugged. “Miroku’s been busy.” She didn’t have to say what he was busy with. It was pretty clear he understood.
He looked down at the woman he was with. “Mind if I cum inside?”
“Please do!” she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Craning his neck, Inuyasha looked past Sango. Following his gaze, she was surprised to find a dressed man sitting in one of the nice leather chairs, hands folded and legs crossed as he watched. “Mind if I cum in your wife?”
“Please honey! Tell him it’s okay! Oh god! Have him cum in my pussy!” The man looked horribly uncomfortable. He simply nodded, his wife letting out a loud moan as she tossed her head back. Holding her tightly against him, Inuyasha held her still as he pushed up into her. The woman was breathing heavily as he finished. Sango watched in silence, smiling politely as they separated. Fresh cum running down her leg, the blond woman thanked Inuyasha with a kiss and moved off, her husband helping her gather her clothes. Both were busy whispering as they passed Sango.
“What was that all about?” Sango asked, jerking a thumb back towards the couple as they left the room.
“That was her husband’s first time here. She’s a regular and wanted to show him what she did here.”
“Kinky,” Sango said with a grin. She was already starting to undress. He was already halfway prepared by the time she was undressed. If only Miroku had this kind of stamina… Lying on his back, Inuyasha waited patiently for Sango to straddle him. There was no need to ask for permission, they both knew what they wanted. As he slid into her, Sango let out a long sigh, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation of him penetrating her. He matched Miroku in girth, but was several steps up in length. She imagined Kagome happily bouncing away on Miroku, completely unaware of what she was missing. Inuyasha would be Sango’s little secret… for now. Like the blond woman before her, Sango was soon happily expressing her joy as she ground her hips against him.
A few minutes passed before he spoke up. “You know, you are one of the few women here I enjoy on a regular basis.” Unlike her, he sounded only slightly winded.
“Thanks,” she gasped, hands roughly kneading her breasts. She didn’t like how heavy they felt flopping around in this position. Sometimes she envied Kagome’s smaller chest. They were certainly less strain on the back… Arching her back, she tossed her head back, her ponytail swaying back and forth, tickling her bare back. She twisted her hips as she screwed down against him. His grip on her ass tightened as he shoved his pelvis up against her.
“I noticed you brought a friend last Saturday.”
“You mean Kagome?” Sango moaned, eyes closed as she rolled her hips side to side as she continued her up down movements.
“Is that her name? She was the one with Miroku.”
“Yeah, that was her.”
“Any chance of her returning?”
Sango slowed her pace, opening her eyes to stare down into his golden ones. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
He grinned. “I’d love to meet her.” Sango didn’t doubt that. “Any chance you could introduce me?”
“Maybe.” She purposely didn’t commit. While she was sure Kagome would love the experience, Inuyasha tended to be more – extreme – than Miroku. Sango wanted her friend to be comfortable here. It would take time, but it would be better in the long run if she took things here slowly. She had no doubt that Kagome would fit in great here given the time. She had been shaky with Miroku, but in under a week, she was perfectly fine sharing a bed with him.
“Maybe?” He didn’t sound pleased.
“She’s not even a member yet. The only reason she got in was because I was there.”
“Then get her in again.”
His insistence on meeting her was really killing the mood. She sighed. “I’ll talk to her, alright?” He grinned, satisfied. Redoubling his effort, he hammered himself into her. Her body quivering from his powerful thrusts, she let out a cry. Head back, she leaned forward slightly as she came. Inuyasha was right behind her, emptying himself into her waiting pussy. It was a sizable amount despite his previous session with the blond. Cock twitching inside her, she waited until she caught her breath. Lifting herself off him, she felt his hot cum running down her leg.
“Remember to talk to her, alright?” He grinned. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Sango smiled and backed away. She gave a small wave as she moved off towards the hall connecting the other two VIP rooms. It was still up in the air whether she would introduce Kagome to Inuyasha. With her busy with Miroku, she might not want to return to the club. Even if she did, there was the problem of membership. Kagome was going to have to get her own pass if she was going to return.
But those were all problems of the future. Right now, she had a wonderful night ahead of her.
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Kagome had just finished her shower when Sango returned. She remembered her friend leaving, but she hadn’t caught where she was going. At the time, her attention had been on Miroku. Her face heated as she thought back to the events of the night. Her bedroom, the shower, the kitchen, the couch, it had certainly been a wild night. Miroku had exhausted himself, retiring to Sango’s room to sleep while Kagome washed herself clean. Since Kagome didn’t allow him to cum inside, her breasts, stomach and back became his targets. She was in the kitchen, lurking through the fridge as she idly scrubbed her hair dry with a towel when Sango stumbled in, disheveled and tipsy.
“Someone had a good time,” she said, grinning as she closed the refrigerator door.
Sango’s eyes ran over Kagome. Since she had just taken a shower, she was only wearing a bra and panties. “I could say the same about you.” Her voice was slightly slurred. She stumbled forward into the kitchen.
“I didn’t catch where you were going,” Kagome said, catching her friend and helping her upright. In the process, she dropped her towel on the floor.
“The club,” Sango answered, swaying uneasily. Now that she was close, Sango reeked of alcohol, sweat, and sex. There was no need to ask which club, she knew exactly which one she had gone to. “Ugh,” she groaned, holding a hand to her forehead. “I feel awful.”
“Here, let me help you to your room,” Kagome said, pulling one of Sango’s arms over her neck and sliding her free arm around her waist to support her friend.
“I think I like it when there is a shortage of men,” Sango mumbled as Kagome helped her up the stairs. “Too many guys at once and it feels like work. You just can’t enjoy it, ya know?” Her chin fell against her chest, her head rolling from side to side. Soon, Kagome was dragging her more than supporting.
“No, I don’t,” Kagome grunted, not quite expecting the workout she was getting. “Why don’t you tell me all about it in the morning?” It was a little easier once they got to the top of the stairs.
“We should go back there together next time,” Sango continued. “You’re going to have to get a membership though.”
“Yes, yes,” Kagome said, not quite paying attention. She was more concerned with not dropping Sango. With considerable effort, she managed to get the ranting Sango to her room. Half of her bed was taken by Miroku, but she managed to flop the limp Sango next to him. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Kagome took a deep breath as she gazed down at Sango, still mumbling as she drifted off to sleep. Satisfied she would be okay until morning, she retreated from the room, closing the door behind her. Only when she was back in her own room did she give thought to what Sango had been saying. With Miroku dominating her mind, she had completely forgotten about the club. Now that Sango had brought it up, she felt intrigued to visit again. The part about the membership was concerning. There had been no mention of a membership before, though it made sense now that she thought back on her first visit. Sango had flashed a card to the bouncer. Kagome wasn’t sure she would utilize the club enough to warrant a membership, but it was definitely something she would ask her about in the morning.
Falling back on her own bed, she quickly dived under the covers. It smelled of sex, reminding her that she was going to have to do laundry tomorrow. I’ll deal with it tomorrow, she thought, closing her eyes as she adjusted her pillow. Her last conscious thoughts were dreaming of things she and Miroku would do tomorrow.
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Unlike “Kagome’s Secret Buttons,” I have a general direction I want this story to go. As such, I have events and pairings already planned. Like in my previous story, Kouga and Kikyo will make an appearance. I understand that Kikyo isn’t a well-liked character, but she will play an important role in this story. I don’t want to give anything away, so I’ll just say her role in the story will be brief but significant.
Thanks for all the reviews. They certainly help keep me motivated to write! Keep them coming!
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