InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Secret Club ❯ Kagome's Debt ( Chapter 12 )
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By: NinjaGamer 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.20.2011 | Pages: 6 | Words: 6.9K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.20.2011 | Pages: 6 | Words: 6.9K | Visits: 1.8K | 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.*******************
Kagome awoke slowly. Her arm felt like it weighted a ton as she reached up to rub her eyes. With a yawn, she stretched her arms above her. She tilted her head to the side, wincing from the cramp in her neck. The floor had not been the best place to sleep for the night, but she had been too exhausted to care. Remembering last night brought heat to her face. It turned out not to be the terrible ordeal she imagined it would be. It might have been worse if it had been a couple other than Sango and Miroku. They made it much easier for her to relax and enjoy herself.
Her arms quickly moved down to cover her bare chest, the cold air assaulting her exposed skin. By clumping up, the four had managed to keep warm – or the three of them at least. Confused, Kagome glanced around, trying to find Inuyasha. He was here when I fell asleep. She closed her eyes, trying to listen for any signs of movement somewhere else in the house. Only silence answered her.
Careful not to wake the others she climbed to her feet, ignoring the cold rush as she stood. Her legs were stiff and she could feel a faint soreness between them from last night’s activities. She felt grimy from the dried cum along her inner thighs and dried sweat. She undoubtedly smelled as well. It was all secondary to finding Inuyasha. Stepping over the faint breaths of Miroku, she was headed towards the kitchen when a piece of paper caught her attention. It was sitting on the table in such a way that she would catch sight of it as she passed. Holding the paper close to her face, she squinted to read the carefully constructed script in the dim light.
Kagome,
Sorry to leave without saying anything, but you looked too peaceful to wake. Something came up at work and I have to catch the first flight to Hong Kong. I shouldn’t be more than a few days.
-Inuyasha
Her shoulder sagged. She was going to suggest they spend the day together – to do something normal couples did. It would be a proper date, one she always expected a relationship to have. Something lighthearted like shopping at stores with that had price tags or eating at places with foods she could pronounce. I guess it can’t be helped. She suppressed the urge to sigh, moving the letter away from her face. She caught more writing towards the bottom. Quickly, she brought it into focus.
P.S. Last night was amazing. When I get back, let’s do something; just the two of us.
Her heart leapt at the final line. He was thinking the same thing I was! It would be postponed a few days, but she could wait. A shiver ran down her back as her body reminded her how exposed she was to the cold air. Still clutching the letter, she quickly made for the stairs. Her body craved the hot water the shower promised, her mind already wondering what they would do when he returned.
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Kagome had just finished rinsing the grim off her body when she felt the door open. Her hands automatically turned the nob hotter as cold air from outside rushed in. The door closed and the intruder cleared their throat. Minus the noise of the shower, she could hear a faint rustling before the sound of someone peeing erupted.
“Miroku, is that you?” she asked, peeling the curtain aside to peek her head out. She had a clear view of his backside as he stood before the toilet.
“Ah, Kagome! I was wondering who was in this one.” He glanced back over his shoulder to catch her eye before turning his attention back on aiming. “So Sango is in the other.” He paused a few heartbeats. “With Inuyasha I presume?”
“Inuyasha left,” she said as she let the curtain fall back into place. She ran her hands down her body, enjoying the hot water against her skin. “Something came up at work.”
“I see.” The toilet roared as it flushed. “Room for one more in there?”
Kagome pulled the curtain aside, allowing him to slide in. It was a tight fit for two, but they managed. The stream was too narrow for two people, so they took turns – shifting to allow the other access to the water. They were in near constant contact with each other, one part of them touching the other. Hands roamed each other’s bodies, grabbing hold to keep balance and to avoid the cold tile wall. Wordlessly, they passed the soap to one another, taking turns to cleaning each other. Soap trailed lazily down their bodies as their hands worked. Kagome noticed that she was exciting a very specific area of Miroku.
“After last night, I’m surprised you have any energy left,” she said with a nod towards his erection.
He shrugged. “I must be cursed with boundless energy – for a human,” he added. Kagome grinned. Inuyasha had been the one who eventually exhausted the girls, but Miroku did his fair share.
“Well I guess we can’t leave you like that…” she said in a low voice, her hands trailing down his chest.
After a few minutes of awkward maneuvering, the two found a comfortable spot. Cries drowning out the sound of the shower, Kagome closed her eyes – focusing on the contrast between the heat of the water and body smashed against her and the cold touch of the tile behind. Her last thought before the pleasure overtook her was how the shower did not seem so cramped anymore.
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Refreshed from the shower and more than a little sore, Kagome walked down the stairs to find Sango eating a bowl of cereal, a cup of coffee steaming beside it. She was glancing over the day’s newspaper as she crunched noisily on the sugary balls.
“I thought you two would have had enough after last night,” she said, lowering the paper. Kagome glanced over her shoulder to find Miroku was following close behind.
“You heard?” Kagome said, face reddening slightly. God, why am I blushing? Being conscious of it only made the embarrassment worse.
“Kind of hard not too…” Before the two could say anything, she continued. “Where’s Inuyasha by the way? I didn’t see him when I woke up so I figured he was with you.”
Kagome moved over to the table, leaning against the back of a chair. “Something came up and he had to go.”
“That sucks,” Miroku said as he walked past them into the kitchen. He sounded anything but disappointed.
“I didn’t know you cared,” Sango said with a roll of her eyes. She turned her attention back to Kagome. “You okay?”
“Hmm?” Until now, Kagome’s thoughts had wandered.
“You seem a little… I don’t know…”
She smiled, stretching her arms above her head. “Just thinking is all.”
“Oh? About what?”
“What Inuyasha and I are going to do when he gets back.”
“I see.” She was silent for a few seconds. “So… I take it you’re not having any regrets?”
“Afraid I would?”
“A little.” Kagome raised her eyebrows. “Okay, maybe a lot.”
“Don’t worry. It was fun. Zero regrets.”
Sango smiled. “Fun enough to do again?”
“Absolutely,” she answered without a moment of hesitation. It had been fun despite the beginning awkwardness. It’s not like I’m going to be doing this forever. She was about to say more when a loud clatter followed by a string of curses resonated from the kitchen. Sighing, she headed for the kitchen. “I better get in there before Miroku burns our house down…”
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“Did you enjoy your night Sir?”
Inuyasha looked up from his tablet computer at the sound of Myoga’s voice. He could see the driver’s eyes watching him from the rearview mirror as they sat in traffic. Inuyasha had known the kindly old demon his entire life and trusted him with his life.
“Yes I did,” he said, turning his eyes back on the small screen resting on his lap. Even after the brief distraction, he was still having trouble focusing on what was on it. His body may have left Kagome’s house, but his mind had not. Something was irritating him, but he could not pinpoint what it was. Last night had been amazing and it actually surprised him. Something that should have been routine, almost boring, had turned out to be one of the best nights of his life – a huge feat considering how fantastic past nights had been. It’s all because of Kagome. The woman was parasite. She was consuming him. The more time he was with her, the closer he was drawn. The closer he became the more dependent he became. He took a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. Shit, is this what love feels like?
“I’m glad. You seem happier than I’ve seen you in a long time,” Myoga continued, oblivious to his thoughts.
Inuyasha looked up, surprised. “Really?”
“Oh yes Sir. I believe Kagome has been a very positive influence on you.” Having served his family for nearly his entire life, Inuyasha trusted Myoga with everything – including everything with Kagome.
Inuyasha rubbed his forehead. She’s been an influence all right. He knew he had changed since meeting Kagome – one of the biggest being the decrease of visits to the club. It did not satisfy him like it once did. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, leaning back in the leather of the limo. He was too preoccupied by the nagging feeling to work. Images of Kagome and Sango filled his mind as he replayed moments from last night. Gradually, Sango began to fade away as the nude Kagome swelled in his mind. One moment in particular seemed to grab him. It was the image of her atop Miroku. She had a concentrated look about her, almost reluctant. She had seemed confused as to whether she was supposed to be enjoying herself or not. He wanted to give her a smile, to encourage her but had stopped before it fully formed.
He opened his eyes as realization struck. That was what had been bugging him. I can’t believe it! I can’t fucking believe it! He was jealous! Him! Jealous! He was pissed off at how easily Miroku freed Kagome. It pissed him off that he never managed to bust down the cage that held the wild side of Kagome he loved so much. He remembered how easily she flipped when she was with Miroku. It had been like a switch being thrown. One moment she was hesitant, torn between the pleasure she was feeling and the guilt caused by her old-fashioned ideal of a proper monogamous relationship, the next she was screaming for her friend’s lover to make her cum. It was a see-saw too. She seemed more reserved with him, even when Sango was with them yet when she was with another man…
Why? Why can’t I make her lose herself like that? It frustrated him to no end. Nothing he thought of could explain it. He knew he was superior to everyone else – so why did it never happen with him? He was used to getting everything he wanted with little effort. With tougher things, he could always think of a plan to achieve it. For this… he was at a loss.
“Something the matter Sir?” Myoga asked, the limo moving once more.
“Yes.”
“Anything I can do to help Sir?”
“Can you make me fall out of love?”
He could see Myoga smiling. “Sorry Sir, I can’t help with that one.”
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“So you actually did it,” Aya said with a broad smile. Kagome nodded, taking a deep breath as she repositioned herself on the bed. Her throat was scratchy from the long talk explaining the events that had transpired between the four three days ago. She had not been expecting to give such a detailed account of the night, but Aya had pushed for it, taking delight in Kagome’s sexual tales. On the other hotel bed, Shinji snored softly, exhausted after two vigorous rounds with his youthful partner and wife.
“Judging by what you’ve told me, I take it you enjoyed yourself?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good to hear. I was a little worried things would end poorly.”
Kagome had a small smile as she spoke. “You weren’t the only one.”
“So what’s your plan now?”
She tilted her head to the side. “What do you mean?”
“Where do you see your relationship with Inuyasha going?” Kagome was silent, retreating inward to contemplate. Aya mistook the silence for confusion. “You’ve been seeing him for several months. I know that it started as something fun, but things have become quite serious between you two, haven’t they?”
Kagome nodded. “I think I love him.”
“Think?” Aya asked with a mischievous grin.
“Okay, I do love him.”
“There you go.”
She shifted uncomfortably in place. “It still doesn’t seem completely right though. How can I say I love him yet still sleep with other people?”
“I love Shinji just as much now as I did when we had a traditional marriage. Sex doesn’t equate love and vice versa.”
Kagome was silent for a moment, thinking on her friends words. Her heart was thudding against her chest as she met Aya’s eyes. “Where do you see my relationship with him going?”
Aya crossed her arms under her breasts, lifting them slightly. She made a faint humming noise as she thought. “I’ve never met him, so that makes it more difficult to answer. From what you’ve told me about him…” Kagome leaned forward slightly. “I honestly don’t see it reaching marriage.” She continued quickly at the sight of Kagome’s disappointed face. “But marriage doesn’t automatically mean a happy and productive relationship. There are countless couples who chose not to get married and are perfectly happy – some even more than married couples.”
“I know but…” She took a deep breath. It was hard hearing her fears confirmed by another. “There is the problem of my mother.”
“What does she have to do with this?”
“She has more… traditional… views.” Her cheeks darkened slightly. “She still believes I’m a virgin.”
Aya was shocked. “A beautiful woman like yourself? At your age? Not to mention you having a boyfriend…”
“Yeah…” Kagome said, rubbing her arm as she looked towards the bedding. “She may not know about Inuyasha.”
“You haven’t told her?”
“Told her?” Kagome said with a chuckle. “What was I supposed to tell her? ‘Hey Mom! This here is my fuck buddy Inuyasha!’” She had a brief mental image of her mom growing pale and fainting. “I’d be disowned. Or killed. Probably both.”
“You’re her daughter. I’m sure she’d understand.”
Kagome was shaking her head. “No. I know exactly how she would act.” By her downtrodden expression, Aya realized she was skirting a sore subject.
“But it’s not like that anymore, is it?” she said, quickly trying to backpedal.
“True but… if our relationship has no chance of reaching marriage…”
“Going out with a man doesn’t mean you have to marry him.” She reached out to rest her hand on Kagome’s.
“I know that, but I really like things as they are. Telling her that I have a boyfriend will put pressure on me and him both. Not now, but in the future.” Her skin began to prickle as the A/C kicked on, wafting chill air through the room. “If we are still together three, four years later… there will be a huge pressure from my mom to get married. That’s the last thing I want, trust me.”
“You’re going to have to tell her sooner or later.”
With a heavy sigh, she nodded, brushing her hair back behind her ears. “I know.” There were other reasons she was afraid of telling her mother. She would undoubtedly be ecstatic about her finding a boyfriend – but a demon? Even if he was only half, demons had a bad reputation in her small hometown. She never found out where her mother stood on that particular subject and did not care to find out. But she would love Inuyasha if she gave him a chance. On the surface, Inuyasha was her mother’s vision of the perfect husband for her daughter. He was intelligent, charming, handsome, and rich. Maybe that was enough to cancel out his half demon heritage, but nothing could forgive his promiscuity in the eyes of her mother. Not that we would ever tell her. Still, the risk of a slip of tongue would be ever present.
“You’ll be fine,” she said, giving her hand a reassuring tap.
Kagome looked up quickly as a thought popped into existence. “Do you think I am the type of person to get married?” The question was as shocking to her as it was to Aya. Ever since things got serious with Inuyasha, she had always been focusing on him as the potential problem in the relationship. Never before had she thought of herself as holding things back.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m asking if I would be okay with a married life.” The anxiety was making her sick. She wanted to know, but at the same time, she wished to remain ignorant. “I’m constantly talking about Inuyasha having partners on the side, but I haven’t exactly been monogamous,” she said, giving a quick glance over to the slumbering Shinji. “I’ve always imagined myself getting married… but is it really right for me?”
Aya was silent for a long time. “I… I don’t think I can answer that.”
Kagome looked down at her open palms that rested against her legs. “I can’t help but worry. If things don’t work out with Inuyasha…” She felt her throat tighten. “After all I’ve done… All the men I’ve been with…”
Aya’s hand tightened around Kagome’s bringing her head up to stare into the older woman’s eyes. “Don’t worry about that. None of that matters. Right now, things are working. Right?” Kagome nodded. “See? There is no reason to ask ‘what-if’ questions.” She smiled warmly. “Besides, a beautiful woman like you doesn’t have to worry about becoming a lonely old spinster.”
Kagome blushed. “Thanks.”
The heavy atmosphere cleared as the two shifted to a more lighthearted conversation topic: Miroku. It was a mystery how his name came up, but Kagome was more than happy to move away from the oppressive topics from before. After a quick break to grab water from the small miniature fridge, she was back to telling stories of her and Miroku. Aya especially relished her retelling of the night after the four’s party, becoming visually aroused. With a devious smile, Kagome scooted across the bed to sit beside her. While it helped combat the cold air, she did it for another reason. With certain flair of embellishment, she told how Sango watched from the other side of the bed as her boyfriend screwed her best friend, even going so far as to urge him on. At the same time, her hand ran against the older woman’s slit. She had noticed that the woman had an affinity to these sorts of stories.
She went position to position, telling all the ways Miroku had her in as much vulgar detail as she could. Beside her, Aya gasped, her head tipped back, eyes closed. By the end, none of what she was saying was true, but the truth did not matter anymore. Aya was close, her faint moans bringing a smile to Kagome’s face. She finished the moment the story did, brought over the edge as the imaginary Miroku emptied himself into Kagome while his girlfriend watch encouragingly.
Gasping, Aya collapsed back onto the bed. She rolled her head to the side to stare up at Kagome. “You didn’t have to do that,” she said, out of breath.
“I know,” Kagome said, running her wet fingers over her lips. “But I wanted too.”
The older woman started laughing, causing Kagome to stare at her in bewilderment. “In all my years, I never expected to be this intimate with a woman.” She stared up at the ceiling above. “Life loves to throw its curveballs, doesn’t it?”
Kagome could not help but smile at the woman’s laughter. “Yeah, it does, doesn’t it?”
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Leaving the hotel, Kagome fished her phone from her jean pocket. The small screen showed she had a message. Flipping it open, her eyes darted over the message from Inuyasha.
Sorry, this is taking longer than I thought it would.
She smiled and began typing out a reply. She was in the process of putting the phone back when it buzzed. It was rare of him to get back to her so quickly.
What are you doing now?
Her chest seemed to tighten. She glanced back at the hotel, Shinji and Aya were still inside. Guilt washed over her. Heart racing, she typed out her message.
Leaving a hotel.
A pause.
Having fun without me? :) Naughty girl.
Relaxing, she ran her fingers across the keys. He doesn’t seem mad… Now that she thought more on it, it was ridiculous of her to worry.
You know it.
Who with? Anyone I know?
Kagome hesitated. This was the first real time Inuyasha was showing a real interest who she was with. Or am I just imagining it?
Aya and her husband.
There was no reason for her to hide it. One of the strong points of their relationship was the openness of it – communication wise that is. There was no reason to hide anything when sleeping with other people was a part of the relationship.
The old couple?
She could almost hear his judgmental tone.
They aren’t that old. Besides, I like them, especially Aya.
She leaned against the outside wall of the hotel as she waited for his response.
Anything I have to be worried about?
She had to pause for a moment. It was difficult to discern intent when you could not hear the tone of voice. He’s just teasing me…
Maybe… :P So what about you? How’s Hong Kong? Awake all night with the pretty ladies?
A long pause followed. Her heart was starting to beat faster. She was trying to keep it lighthearted, but she could not help but dread hearing about his bed companions. God I’m such a hypocrite. Here she was having fun with people and she was getting jealous of the idea of Inuyasha doing the same.
Ha! I wish! It sucks. So much work to do. Hopefully I won’t be longer than a few more days. (Fingers crossed) When I get back though… be prepared. I’m going to need a thorough workout.
She felt a mix of emotions as she tapped away. There was the guilt for spending most of the past few days in bed while he worked. Joy in the knowledge that he was sleeping alone. Excitement for the promise of his return home…
Uh-oh. You do know I need to be able to walk right? She paused, eyes staring down at the black text, finger hovering over the send. Maybe I should invite Sango to come along too. I may need the help. :O
Before she could change her mind, she jammed her finger down on the send button. The seconds were agonizing, her heart thudding regularly against her chest.
I think you’ll manage fine. Besides, we made plans to just be the two of us, remember?
She felt lightheaded. Inuyasha was turning down the opportunity for a threesome – for her! She was so happy, she felt the burn of tears. Blinking them back, she quickly typed her reply.
I remember. :) Looking forward to it!
He replied back a few seconds before she finished typing.
Well, I have to get back to work. I’ll let you know when I find out when I’ll be coming back. Until then… love you.
Her eyes focused on the last two words, heart racing. Snapping her phone closed, she held it against her chest as her head rested against the hard wall of the hotel. Aya was right. There was no point in worrying. Things were going great. With perkiness in her step, she headed for home.
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Sango let out a long sigh, her head falling to rest against her arm. “Only a week left before classes start again.”
Kagome wrinkled her nose. “I try not to think about that.”
“I’m trying my best not to.” Her eyes flicked up to rest on Kagome who was currently fiddling with her hair. “Getting ready for work?”
“Yep,” Kagome said, rolling her body side to side, eyes narrowing in scrutiny. “What do you think?” she asked, eyeing the Sango in the mirror. “Ponytail or leave it loose?”
“Honestly? Loose. It goes better with the outfit.”
Kagome sighed, releasing her hair, allowing it to collapse around her. “I hate this,” she said, gesturing to her outfit. “It’s embarrassing and uncomfortable.”
“It’s sexy though.”
Cupping her breasts through the red fabric of her halter top, she rotated side to side again to see different angles of herself. She decided against going the cleavage route most of her coworkers used, instead choosing a top that hooked around her neck. She was frowning as she examined herself. “This top makes my breasts look small…”
“Your breasts are small,” Sango said, sitting up.
“Wow, thanks,” Kagome said, releasing her breasts.
“That doesn’t mean you’re not sexy as hell.”
Kagome turned, resting her hands against her hips as she checked out the gentle swell of her ass. She wore these particular jeans nearly every weekend, but she still was not used to how low they sat on her. It was annoying to fight the urge to pull them up. Not that they could fall down with how tight they are. Going through the motions, she did the finishing touches.
“Any word from Inuyasha on when he’ll be back?” Sango asked, breaking the silence.
“No,” Kagome said, instantly downcast. The few days was turning into a week. He was texting her in his free time, which was not nearly enough.
Sango sighed again. “I hope he makes it back before school starts again.” Kagome did not need to ask why she was so keen on his return. The three had discussed having another meeting last night in bed.
“Me too,” Kagome said. While she might be pushing it, she was hoping to stay a few nights over at Inuyasha’s place. Once school started it would be impossible.
Sango started to say something when Kagome’s phone chirped. Frowning, she walked over to the counter where it rested and glanced at the caller ID. Kouga?
“Hello?”
“Kagome!” His voice was just gushing with delight.
“I’m getting ready to leave now—”
“Ah! About that!” he said, interrupting her. “Remember when you called off?”
Kagome had to think back. “Yes…” she started.
“We made an agreement.”
She racked her brain, trying to remember. “I’m sorry, I don’t quite remember—”
“I told you a few gentlemen were interested in some… alone time. Remember?”
“Ah, right,” she said, voice lowering as the memory surfaced.
“Well, I believe it is time I cashed in on that.”
It took Kagome a second to realize what he was saying. “Wait, tonight?” In front of her, Sango tilted her head in confusion.
“Yes. You see, one of the interested members is often out on business. He is only in town for a few days and was quite insistent. The others are in agreement as well – seeing as you haven’t been downstairs in quite some time.”
Kagome’s heart was pounding as she leaned back on the counter for support. When she made the deal, it did not seem like that big of a deal. Then, she had been going to the club regularly. Things had changed since then. She was spending more time with Inuyasha. She was comfortable now. Miroku and Sango were her friends, Inuyasha her boyfriend, and Aya and Shinji were close. It was nice knowing her partners names. Now that it was time to pay up… “Others?” she said, voice shaky.
“Only six.”
“Six,” she repeated, deadpan.
“You will, of course, be compensated for this. Twelve hundred dollars.”
“I’m being paid for this?”
“This isn’t the first time I’ve set something like this up. I always give twenty percent to the women participating.”
Kagome did a quick calculation. That means each man is paying a thousand dollars… She was debating whether to be flattered or disgusted. The idea of being paid for sex left an uncomfortable feeling in her gut. I never should have agreed to do it.
“I take it this is something I can’t get out of.”
There was a brief moment of silence. “I won’t force you, but I would be extremely… disappointed…”
His tone sent a prickly chill down her spine. Her intuition was telling her this was the lessor of two evils. “I’ll do it.”
“Great!”
“But can I bring someone?” she continued. More silence followed. “It would make me a lot more comfortable.”
“Is it a man?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm. I guess I could allow it; however, you must not allow anyone else to know he didn’t pay and please focus on the paying guests first.”
“Okay.” She felt a little better. If Miroku is there with me… She spent a few seconds wondering if she would have asked Inuyasha to go if he was there.
“They will all be here at eleven.”
“I’ll be there,” she said before flicking her phone closed. Sighing, she let her arm fall limp against her side.
“What was that all about?” Sango asked.
“It was Kouga. I made a deal with him awhile back.”
Sango made a face. “Ouch. Never make a deal with him.”
“Yeah, I wish I knew that then.”
“So… what is it?” Kagome quickly brought her up to speed. She was nodding when Kagome finished. “I take it you’re going to ask Miroku to go with you?”
“Is that okay?” She was afraid her friend would say no.
“If he wants to go, he’s free to.”
“Free to do what?” he asked, appearing at the door.
The girls jumped at his voice. “Jesus, are you some sort of demon?” Sango asked, clasping her hand against her chest. “I just say your name and you appear.”
“I can sense your overwhelming love for me and it calls me to you.” She rolled her eyes at his dramatic tone. “But anyways, what’s up?” he asked, looking towards Kagome.
“Kagome’s going to go fuck six guys. Want to join them?”
“Wow Sango, thanks for that elegant explanation,” she said, crossing her arms. Sango gave her a slight bow.
“You serious?” Miroku asked, eyes wide.
“Unfortunately.”
“You don’t sound too thrilled about it.”
“I’m more or less being forced to do it.”
“And she’s getting paid to do it,” Sango added.
“I wish I got paid.”
Kagome sighed. “It just doesn’t feel right.”
“You’ve done it twice before.”
“Yeah… but that was a while ago.” She tightened her arms around her chest. “Not to mention the whole ‘being paid to have sex.’ It makes me feel like I’m a prostitute or something.”
“Are you going to do it?” Sango said, suddenly serious. “I’m sure Kouga would understand…”
“I said I would do it,” she said standing up.
“I’ll go too.”
Sango turned to Miroku, her mouth twisted in a frown. “I wish you would join mine.”
He scrunched his nose. “I don’t like seeing you with that many guys at once.”
Sango’s attention was back on Kagome. “You going to tell Inuyasha?” she asked softly.
Kagome looked down at her phone, throat tightening. “I probably should…” In silence, she opened her phone and began composing her message. After deleting and rewording it a dozen times, she finally hit send. “Now I just need to wait—” The phone buzzed. She felt lightheaded as she forced herself to look at the message
Sounds like you’re really having fun. How many guys?
She almost laughed at herself. I should have known. What was I expecting him to say? ‘Don’t do it?’ She stared at the screen a long time. Maybe I was…
Seven.
She avoided mention of Miroku.
You’ll have to tell me about it when I get back. Have fun!
She snapped the phone closed.
“That was quick,” Sango said. “What’d he say?”
She hooked her thumbs in her jean pockets. “He told me to have fun.”
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It was like she had gone crazy. She was surrounded by a nonstop orgy of debauchery. The fear and unease had long since faded. She had lost herself in the strapping men that encircled her. She laughed as they manhandled her, passing her from one man to the next. She smiled as they drove themselves into her. Her bare skin was slick with sweat, the heat from so many bodies packed against her nearly unbearable. Every so often, she would catch sight of Miroku as he had a turn. They had all introduced themselves, but she had since forgotten most of them.
Instinct controlled her, wild, free, and uncaring. Nothing mattered but pleasure. On her knees, she was sandwiched between two men. Behind her, a man was vigorously thrusting against her ass. She was rocked forward and back from the countering force of the man pounding himself into her slick pussy. Moaning, her tongue ran along Miroku’s cock. Her face already had several gobs of white cum running down her cheek and smeared around her mouth. Her hands worked furiously to pleasure two other men. Covered by darkness the dim lighting offered, the remaining two men rested, trying desperately to regain their erections.
“Kagome!” a man grunted. The bed rocked slowly as the man to her right shifted position. She could feel his cock pulse as he came. Warm liquid splattered against her shoulder.
“She almost looks like how I first met her,” the man behind her said, reaching around her to cup her breasts. She moaned against Miroku’s cock as his fingers pulled gently at her nipples.
“She looks even better covered in cum,” another said. There were mumbled agreements all around her.
“God what I wouldn’t give to go bareback just once…”
“Absolutely not,” she heard Miroku say. He sounded distant. “You know the rules.”
“Yeah, yeah, I was just saying what everyone’s thinking…”
The man in front of her grunted, making a face as he came.
“Come on, come on! My turn!” She lost her grip on the man standing to her left as he pushed the man in front of her away. Hands quivering, he rolled a condom over his stiff pole. “Hold still for a second while I get it in,” he said to the man behind her.
Her moan was muffled by Miroku’s cock as he pushed his way inside her. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. In seconds, they were moving again.
“Jesus, she’s insatiable!”
“Kagome, I’m going to cum.” She almost missed Miroku’s warning. A few measly bursts hit the side of her mouth. With her hands free, she gripped the base of his cock, bobbing her head against the tip as she milked the remaining drops from his shrinking cock.
Releasing his cock, she met his eyes. Holding her tongue out, she showed him the cum that rested atop it. Pulling it back inside, she made a show of swallowing it. Slowly, she ran her tongue across her lips. Spent, Miroku stepped off the bed to sit on one of the chairs to catch his breath and watch the others. With her mouth free, Kagome’s moans filled the air, mixing with the wet slapping noise as the two men’s skin met hers.
Neither lasted long. She gasped as the man behind her pulled out, his cum splattering on her ass and lower back. The man in front pulled out a few seconds later. Ripping his condom off, he pumped his shaft furiously, standing as he did it. Kagome opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out in anticipation. Like the others, only a few pathetic spurts landed against her nose and lips. Gasping for air, she ran her tongue along her lips and swallowed what she managed to collect.
She collapsed back against the bed, chest rising and falling. She had no idea how many times she had cum. Despite being thoroughly exhausted, she craved more. I can’t believe I forgot how much fun this was! She had gotten used to her core group of friends, completely forgetting the wild, forbidden rush that the club offered.
Catching her breath, she propped herself up on her elbows, looking around at the men. She wore a dazzling smile that could enrapture any man. “Anyone ready for more?”
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Busy, busy, busy! I hope this chapter was better than the last one. One more chapter and I think I’m going to start the arc that would have originally ended the story. It’s a crazy arc, but probably a predictable once I start setting things up. Hopefully I can make it interesting.
As always, reviews are appreciated! I love reading them and they increase my desire to write.
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Kagome awoke slowly. Her arm felt like it weighted a ton as she reached up to rub her eyes. With a yawn, she stretched her arms above her. She tilted her head to the side, wincing from the cramp in her neck. The floor had not been the best place to sleep for the night, but she had been too exhausted to care. Remembering last night brought heat to her face. It turned out not to be the terrible ordeal she imagined it would be. It might have been worse if it had been a couple other than Sango and Miroku. They made it much easier for her to relax and enjoy herself.
Her arms quickly moved down to cover her bare chest, the cold air assaulting her exposed skin. By clumping up, the four had managed to keep warm – or the three of them at least. Confused, Kagome glanced around, trying to find Inuyasha. He was here when I fell asleep. She closed her eyes, trying to listen for any signs of movement somewhere else in the house. Only silence answered her.
Careful not to wake the others she climbed to her feet, ignoring the cold rush as she stood. Her legs were stiff and she could feel a faint soreness between them from last night’s activities. She felt grimy from the dried cum along her inner thighs and dried sweat. She undoubtedly smelled as well. It was all secondary to finding Inuyasha. Stepping over the faint breaths of Miroku, she was headed towards the kitchen when a piece of paper caught her attention. It was sitting on the table in such a way that she would catch sight of it as she passed. Holding the paper close to her face, she squinted to read the carefully constructed script in the dim light.
Kagome,
Sorry to leave without saying anything, but you looked too peaceful to wake. Something came up at work and I have to catch the first flight to Hong Kong. I shouldn’t be more than a few days.
-Inuyasha
Her shoulder sagged. She was going to suggest they spend the day together – to do something normal couples did. It would be a proper date, one she always expected a relationship to have. Something lighthearted like shopping at stores with that had price tags or eating at places with foods she could pronounce. I guess it can’t be helped. She suppressed the urge to sigh, moving the letter away from her face. She caught more writing towards the bottom. Quickly, she brought it into focus.
P.S. Last night was amazing. When I get back, let’s do something; just the two of us.
Her heart leapt at the final line. He was thinking the same thing I was! It would be postponed a few days, but she could wait. A shiver ran down her back as her body reminded her how exposed she was to the cold air. Still clutching the letter, she quickly made for the stairs. Her body craved the hot water the shower promised, her mind already wondering what they would do when he returned.
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Kagome had just finished rinsing the grim off her body when she felt the door open. Her hands automatically turned the nob hotter as cold air from outside rushed in. The door closed and the intruder cleared their throat. Minus the noise of the shower, she could hear a faint rustling before the sound of someone peeing erupted.
“Miroku, is that you?” she asked, peeling the curtain aside to peek her head out. She had a clear view of his backside as he stood before the toilet.
“Ah, Kagome! I was wondering who was in this one.” He glanced back over his shoulder to catch her eye before turning his attention back on aiming. “So Sango is in the other.” He paused a few heartbeats. “With Inuyasha I presume?”
“Inuyasha left,” she said as she let the curtain fall back into place. She ran her hands down her body, enjoying the hot water against her skin. “Something came up at work.”
“I see.” The toilet roared as it flushed. “Room for one more in there?”
Kagome pulled the curtain aside, allowing him to slide in. It was a tight fit for two, but they managed. The stream was too narrow for two people, so they took turns – shifting to allow the other access to the water. They were in near constant contact with each other, one part of them touching the other. Hands roamed each other’s bodies, grabbing hold to keep balance and to avoid the cold tile wall. Wordlessly, they passed the soap to one another, taking turns to cleaning each other. Soap trailed lazily down their bodies as their hands worked. Kagome noticed that she was exciting a very specific area of Miroku.
“After last night, I’m surprised you have any energy left,” she said with a nod towards his erection.
He shrugged. “I must be cursed with boundless energy – for a human,” he added. Kagome grinned. Inuyasha had been the one who eventually exhausted the girls, but Miroku did his fair share.
“Well I guess we can’t leave you like that…” she said in a low voice, her hands trailing down his chest.
After a few minutes of awkward maneuvering, the two found a comfortable spot. Cries drowning out the sound of the shower, Kagome closed her eyes – focusing on the contrast between the heat of the water and body smashed against her and the cold touch of the tile behind. Her last thought before the pleasure overtook her was how the shower did not seem so cramped anymore.
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Refreshed from the shower and more than a little sore, Kagome walked down the stairs to find Sango eating a bowl of cereal, a cup of coffee steaming beside it. She was glancing over the day’s newspaper as she crunched noisily on the sugary balls.
“I thought you two would have had enough after last night,” she said, lowering the paper. Kagome glanced over her shoulder to find Miroku was following close behind.
“You heard?” Kagome said, face reddening slightly. God, why am I blushing? Being conscious of it only made the embarrassment worse.
“Kind of hard not too…” Before the two could say anything, she continued. “Where’s Inuyasha by the way? I didn’t see him when I woke up so I figured he was with you.”
Kagome moved over to the table, leaning against the back of a chair. “Something came up and he had to go.”
“That sucks,” Miroku said as he walked past them into the kitchen. He sounded anything but disappointed.
“I didn’t know you cared,” Sango said with a roll of her eyes. She turned her attention back to Kagome. “You okay?”
“Hmm?” Until now, Kagome’s thoughts had wandered.
“You seem a little… I don’t know…”
She smiled, stretching her arms above her head. “Just thinking is all.”
“Oh? About what?”
“What Inuyasha and I are going to do when he gets back.”
“I see.” She was silent for a few seconds. “So… I take it you’re not having any regrets?”
“Afraid I would?”
“A little.” Kagome raised her eyebrows. “Okay, maybe a lot.”
“Don’t worry. It was fun. Zero regrets.”
Sango smiled. “Fun enough to do again?”
“Absolutely,” she answered without a moment of hesitation. It had been fun despite the beginning awkwardness. It’s not like I’m going to be doing this forever. She was about to say more when a loud clatter followed by a string of curses resonated from the kitchen. Sighing, she headed for the kitchen. “I better get in there before Miroku burns our house down…”
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“Did you enjoy your night Sir?”
Inuyasha looked up from his tablet computer at the sound of Myoga’s voice. He could see the driver’s eyes watching him from the rearview mirror as they sat in traffic. Inuyasha had known the kindly old demon his entire life and trusted him with his life.
“Yes I did,” he said, turning his eyes back on the small screen resting on his lap. Even after the brief distraction, he was still having trouble focusing on what was on it. His body may have left Kagome’s house, but his mind had not. Something was irritating him, but he could not pinpoint what it was. Last night had been amazing and it actually surprised him. Something that should have been routine, almost boring, had turned out to be one of the best nights of his life – a huge feat considering how fantastic past nights had been. It’s all because of Kagome. The woman was parasite. She was consuming him. The more time he was with her, the closer he was drawn. The closer he became the more dependent he became. He took a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. Shit, is this what love feels like?
“I’m glad. You seem happier than I’ve seen you in a long time,” Myoga continued, oblivious to his thoughts.
Inuyasha looked up, surprised. “Really?”
“Oh yes Sir. I believe Kagome has been a very positive influence on you.” Having served his family for nearly his entire life, Inuyasha trusted Myoga with everything – including everything with Kagome.
Inuyasha rubbed his forehead. She’s been an influence all right. He knew he had changed since meeting Kagome – one of the biggest being the decrease of visits to the club. It did not satisfy him like it once did. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, leaning back in the leather of the limo. He was too preoccupied by the nagging feeling to work. Images of Kagome and Sango filled his mind as he replayed moments from last night. Gradually, Sango began to fade away as the nude Kagome swelled in his mind. One moment in particular seemed to grab him. It was the image of her atop Miroku. She had a concentrated look about her, almost reluctant. She had seemed confused as to whether she was supposed to be enjoying herself or not. He wanted to give her a smile, to encourage her but had stopped before it fully formed.
He opened his eyes as realization struck. That was what had been bugging him. I can’t believe it! I can’t fucking believe it! He was jealous! Him! Jealous! He was pissed off at how easily Miroku freed Kagome. It pissed him off that he never managed to bust down the cage that held the wild side of Kagome he loved so much. He remembered how easily she flipped when she was with Miroku. It had been like a switch being thrown. One moment she was hesitant, torn between the pleasure she was feeling and the guilt caused by her old-fashioned ideal of a proper monogamous relationship, the next she was screaming for her friend’s lover to make her cum. It was a see-saw too. She seemed more reserved with him, even when Sango was with them yet when she was with another man…
Why? Why can’t I make her lose herself like that? It frustrated him to no end. Nothing he thought of could explain it. He knew he was superior to everyone else – so why did it never happen with him? He was used to getting everything he wanted with little effort. With tougher things, he could always think of a plan to achieve it. For this… he was at a loss.
“Something the matter Sir?” Myoga asked, the limo moving once more.
“Yes.”
“Anything I can do to help Sir?”
“Can you make me fall out of love?”
He could see Myoga smiling. “Sorry Sir, I can’t help with that one.”
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“So you actually did it,” Aya said with a broad smile. Kagome nodded, taking a deep breath as she repositioned herself on the bed. Her throat was scratchy from the long talk explaining the events that had transpired between the four three days ago. She had not been expecting to give such a detailed account of the night, but Aya had pushed for it, taking delight in Kagome’s sexual tales. On the other hotel bed, Shinji snored softly, exhausted after two vigorous rounds with his youthful partner and wife.
“Judging by what you’ve told me, I take it you enjoyed yourself?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good to hear. I was a little worried things would end poorly.”
Kagome had a small smile as she spoke. “You weren’t the only one.”
“So what’s your plan now?”
She tilted her head to the side. “What do you mean?”
“Where do you see your relationship with Inuyasha going?” Kagome was silent, retreating inward to contemplate. Aya mistook the silence for confusion. “You’ve been seeing him for several months. I know that it started as something fun, but things have become quite serious between you two, haven’t they?”
Kagome nodded. “I think I love him.”
“Think?” Aya asked with a mischievous grin.
“Okay, I do love him.”
“There you go.”
She shifted uncomfortably in place. “It still doesn’t seem completely right though. How can I say I love him yet still sleep with other people?”
“I love Shinji just as much now as I did when we had a traditional marriage. Sex doesn’t equate love and vice versa.”
Kagome was silent for a moment, thinking on her friends words. Her heart was thudding against her chest as she met Aya’s eyes. “Where do you see my relationship with him going?”
Aya crossed her arms under her breasts, lifting them slightly. She made a faint humming noise as she thought. “I’ve never met him, so that makes it more difficult to answer. From what you’ve told me about him…” Kagome leaned forward slightly. “I honestly don’t see it reaching marriage.” She continued quickly at the sight of Kagome’s disappointed face. “But marriage doesn’t automatically mean a happy and productive relationship. There are countless couples who chose not to get married and are perfectly happy – some even more than married couples.”
“I know but…” She took a deep breath. It was hard hearing her fears confirmed by another. “There is the problem of my mother.”
“What does she have to do with this?”
“She has more… traditional… views.” Her cheeks darkened slightly. “She still believes I’m a virgin.”
Aya was shocked. “A beautiful woman like yourself? At your age? Not to mention you having a boyfriend…”
“Yeah…” Kagome said, rubbing her arm as she looked towards the bedding. “She may not know about Inuyasha.”
“You haven’t told her?”
“Told her?” Kagome said with a chuckle. “What was I supposed to tell her? ‘Hey Mom! This here is my fuck buddy Inuyasha!’” She had a brief mental image of her mom growing pale and fainting. “I’d be disowned. Or killed. Probably both.”
“You’re her daughter. I’m sure she’d understand.”
Kagome was shaking her head. “No. I know exactly how she would act.” By her downtrodden expression, Aya realized she was skirting a sore subject.
“But it’s not like that anymore, is it?” she said, quickly trying to backpedal.
“True but… if our relationship has no chance of reaching marriage…”
“Going out with a man doesn’t mean you have to marry him.” She reached out to rest her hand on Kagome’s.
“I know that, but I really like things as they are. Telling her that I have a boyfriend will put pressure on me and him both. Not now, but in the future.” Her skin began to prickle as the A/C kicked on, wafting chill air through the room. “If we are still together three, four years later… there will be a huge pressure from my mom to get married. That’s the last thing I want, trust me.”
“You’re going to have to tell her sooner or later.”
With a heavy sigh, she nodded, brushing her hair back behind her ears. “I know.” There were other reasons she was afraid of telling her mother. She would undoubtedly be ecstatic about her finding a boyfriend – but a demon? Even if he was only half, demons had a bad reputation in her small hometown. She never found out where her mother stood on that particular subject and did not care to find out. But she would love Inuyasha if she gave him a chance. On the surface, Inuyasha was her mother’s vision of the perfect husband for her daughter. He was intelligent, charming, handsome, and rich. Maybe that was enough to cancel out his half demon heritage, but nothing could forgive his promiscuity in the eyes of her mother. Not that we would ever tell her. Still, the risk of a slip of tongue would be ever present.
“You’ll be fine,” she said, giving her hand a reassuring tap.
Kagome looked up quickly as a thought popped into existence. “Do you think I am the type of person to get married?” The question was as shocking to her as it was to Aya. Ever since things got serious with Inuyasha, she had always been focusing on him as the potential problem in the relationship. Never before had she thought of herself as holding things back.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m asking if I would be okay with a married life.” The anxiety was making her sick. She wanted to know, but at the same time, she wished to remain ignorant. “I’m constantly talking about Inuyasha having partners on the side, but I haven’t exactly been monogamous,” she said, giving a quick glance over to the slumbering Shinji. “I’ve always imagined myself getting married… but is it really right for me?”
Aya was silent for a long time. “I… I don’t think I can answer that.”
Kagome looked down at her open palms that rested against her legs. “I can’t help but worry. If things don’t work out with Inuyasha…” She felt her throat tighten. “After all I’ve done… All the men I’ve been with…”
Aya’s hand tightened around Kagome’s bringing her head up to stare into the older woman’s eyes. “Don’t worry about that. None of that matters. Right now, things are working. Right?” Kagome nodded. “See? There is no reason to ask ‘what-if’ questions.” She smiled warmly. “Besides, a beautiful woman like you doesn’t have to worry about becoming a lonely old spinster.”
Kagome blushed. “Thanks.”
The heavy atmosphere cleared as the two shifted to a more lighthearted conversation topic: Miroku. It was a mystery how his name came up, but Kagome was more than happy to move away from the oppressive topics from before. After a quick break to grab water from the small miniature fridge, she was back to telling stories of her and Miroku. Aya especially relished her retelling of the night after the four’s party, becoming visually aroused. With a devious smile, Kagome scooted across the bed to sit beside her. While it helped combat the cold air, she did it for another reason. With certain flair of embellishment, she told how Sango watched from the other side of the bed as her boyfriend screwed her best friend, even going so far as to urge him on. At the same time, her hand ran against the older woman’s slit. She had noticed that the woman had an affinity to these sorts of stories.
She went position to position, telling all the ways Miroku had her in as much vulgar detail as she could. Beside her, Aya gasped, her head tipped back, eyes closed. By the end, none of what she was saying was true, but the truth did not matter anymore. Aya was close, her faint moans bringing a smile to Kagome’s face. She finished the moment the story did, brought over the edge as the imaginary Miroku emptied himself into Kagome while his girlfriend watch encouragingly.
Gasping, Aya collapsed back onto the bed. She rolled her head to the side to stare up at Kagome. “You didn’t have to do that,” she said, out of breath.
“I know,” Kagome said, running her wet fingers over her lips. “But I wanted too.”
The older woman started laughing, causing Kagome to stare at her in bewilderment. “In all my years, I never expected to be this intimate with a woman.” She stared up at the ceiling above. “Life loves to throw its curveballs, doesn’t it?”
Kagome could not help but smile at the woman’s laughter. “Yeah, it does, doesn’t it?”
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Leaving the hotel, Kagome fished her phone from her jean pocket. The small screen showed she had a message. Flipping it open, her eyes darted over the message from Inuyasha.
Sorry, this is taking longer than I thought it would.
She smiled and began typing out a reply. She was in the process of putting the phone back when it buzzed. It was rare of him to get back to her so quickly.
What are you doing now?
Her chest seemed to tighten. She glanced back at the hotel, Shinji and Aya were still inside. Guilt washed over her. Heart racing, she typed out her message.
Leaving a hotel.
A pause.
Having fun without me? :) Naughty girl.
Relaxing, she ran her fingers across the keys. He doesn’t seem mad… Now that she thought more on it, it was ridiculous of her to worry.
You know it.
Who with? Anyone I know?
Kagome hesitated. This was the first real time Inuyasha was showing a real interest who she was with. Or am I just imagining it?
Aya and her husband.
There was no reason for her to hide it. One of the strong points of their relationship was the openness of it – communication wise that is. There was no reason to hide anything when sleeping with other people was a part of the relationship.
The old couple?
She could almost hear his judgmental tone.
They aren’t that old. Besides, I like them, especially Aya.
She leaned against the outside wall of the hotel as she waited for his response.
Anything I have to be worried about?
She had to pause for a moment. It was difficult to discern intent when you could not hear the tone of voice. He’s just teasing me…
Maybe… :P So what about you? How’s Hong Kong? Awake all night with the pretty ladies?
A long pause followed. Her heart was starting to beat faster. She was trying to keep it lighthearted, but she could not help but dread hearing about his bed companions. God I’m such a hypocrite. Here she was having fun with people and she was getting jealous of the idea of Inuyasha doing the same.
Ha! I wish! It sucks. So much work to do. Hopefully I won’t be longer than a few more days. (Fingers crossed) When I get back though… be prepared. I’m going to need a thorough workout.
She felt a mix of emotions as she tapped away. There was the guilt for spending most of the past few days in bed while he worked. Joy in the knowledge that he was sleeping alone. Excitement for the promise of his return home…
Uh-oh. You do know I need to be able to walk right? She paused, eyes staring down at the black text, finger hovering over the send. Maybe I should invite Sango to come along too. I may need the help. :O
Before she could change her mind, she jammed her finger down on the send button. The seconds were agonizing, her heart thudding regularly against her chest.
I think you’ll manage fine. Besides, we made plans to just be the two of us, remember?
She felt lightheaded. Inuyasha was turning down the opportunity for a threesome – for her! She was so happy, she felt the burn of tears. Blinking them back, she quickly typed her reply.
I remember. :) Looking forward to it!
He replied back a few seconds before she finished typing.
Well, I have to get back to work. I’ll let you know when I find out when I’ll be coming back. Until then… love you.
Her eyes focused on the last two words, heart racing. Snapping her phone closed, she held it against her chest as her head rested against the hard wall of the hotel. Aya was right. There was no point in worrying. Things were going great. With perkiness in her step, she headed for home.
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Sango let out a long sigh, her head falling to rest against her arm. “Only a week left before classes start again.”
Kagome wrinkled her nose. “I try not to think about that.”
“I’m trying my best not to.” Her eyes flicked up to rest on Kagome who was currently fiddling with her hair. “Getting ready for work?”
“Yep,” Kagome said, rolling her body side to side, eyes narrowing in scrutiny. “What do you think?” she asked, eyeing the Sango in the mirror. “Ponytail or leave it loose?”
“Honestly? Loose. It goes better with the outfit.”
Kagome sighed, releasing her hair, allowing it to collapse around her. “I hate this,” she said, gesturing to her outfit. “It’s embarrassing and uncomfortable.”
“It’s sexy though.”
Cupping her breasts through the red fabric of her halter top, she rotated side to side again to see different angles of herself. She decided against going the cleavage route most of her coworkers used, instead choosing a top that hooked around her neck. She was frowning as she examined herself. “This top makes my breasts look small…”
“Your breasts are small,” Sango said, sitting up.
“Wow, thanks,” Kagome said, releasing her breasts.
“That doesn’t mean you’re not sexy as hell.”
Kagome turned, resting her hands against her hips as she checked out the gentle swell of her ass. She wore these particular jeans nearly every weekend, but she still was not used to how low they sat on her. It was annoying to fight the urge to pull them up. Not that they could fall down with how tight they are. Going through the motions, she did the finishing touches.
“Any word from Inuyasha on when he’ll be back?” Sango asked, breaking the silence.
“No,” Kagome said, instantly downcast. The few days was turning into a week. He was texting her in his free time, which was not nearly enough.
Sango sighed again. “I hope he makes it back before school starts again.” Kagome did not need to ask why she was so keen on his return. The three had discussed having another meeting last night in bed.
“Me too,” Kagome said. While she might be pushing it, she was hoping to stay a few nights over at Inuyasha’s place. Once school started it would be impossible.
Sango started to say something when Kagome’s phone chirped. Frowning, she walked over to the counter where it rested and glanced at the caller ID. Kouga?
“Hello?”
“Kagome!” His voice was just gushing with delight.
“I’m getting ready to leave now—”
“Ah! About that!” he said, interrupting her. “Remember when you called off?”
Kagome had to think back. “Yes…” she started.
“We made an agreement.”
She racked her brain, trying to remember. “I’m sorry, I don’t quite remember—”
“I told you a few gentlemen were interested in some… alone time. Remember?”
“Ah, right,” she said, voice lowering as the memory surfaced.
“Well, I believe it is time I cashed in on that.”
It took Kagome a second to realize what he was saying. “Wait, tonight?” In front of her, Sango tilted her head in confusion.
“Yes. You see, one of the interested members is often out on business. He is only in town for a few days and was quite insistent. The others are in agreement as well – seeing as you haven’t been downstairs in quite some time.”
Kagome’s heart was pounding as she leaned back on the counter for support. When she made the deal, it did not seem like that big of a deal. Then, she had been going to the club regularly. Things had changed since then. She was spending more time with Inuyasha. She was comfortable now. Miroku and Sango were her friends, Inuyasha her boyfriend, and Aya and Shinji were close. It was nice knowing her partners names. Now that it was time to pay up… “Others?” she said, voice shaky.
“Only six.”
“Six,” she repeated, deadpan.
“You will, of course, be compensated for this. Twelve hundred dollars.”
“I’m being paid for this?”
“This isn’t the first time I’ve set something like this up. I always give twenty percent to the women participating.”
Kagome did a quick calculation. That means each man is paying a thousand dollars… She was debating whether to be flattered or disgusted. The idea of being paid for sex left an uncomfortable feeling in her gut. I never should have agreed to do it.
“I take it this is something I can’t get out of.”
There was a brief moment of silence. “I won’t force you, but I would be extremely… disappointed…”
His tone sent a prickly chill down her spine. Her intuition was telling her this was the lessor of two evils. “I’ll do it.”
“Great!”
“But can I bring someone?” she continued. More silence followed. “It would make me a lot more comfortable.”
“Is it a man?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm. I guess I could allow it; however, you must not allow anyone else to know he didn’t pay and please focus on the paying guests first.”
“Okay.” She felt a little better. If Miroku is there with me… She spent a few seconds wondering if she would have asked Inuyasha to go if he was there.
“They will all be here at eleven.”
“I’ll be there,” she said before flicking her phone closed. Sighing, she let her arm fall limp against her side.
“What was that all about?” Sango asked.
“It was Kouga. I made a deal with him awhile back.”
Sango made a face. “Ouch. Never make a deal with him.”
“Yeah, I wish I knew that then.”
“So… what is it?” Kagome quickly brought her up to speed. She was nodding when Kagome finished. “I take it you’re going to ask Miroku to go with you?”
“Is that okay?” She was afraid her friend would say no.
“If he wants to go, he’s free to.”
“Free to do what?” he asked, appearing at the door.
The girls jumped at his voice. “Jesus, are you some sort of demon?” Sango asked, clasping her hand against her chest. “I just say your name and you appear.”
“I can sense your overwhelming love for me and it calls me to you.” She rolled her eyes at his dramatic tone. “But anyways, what’s up?” he asked, looking towards Kagome.
“Kagome’s going to go fuck six guys. Want to join them?”
“Wow Sango, thanks for that elegant explanation,” she said, crossing her arms. Sango gave her a slight bow.
“You serious?” Miroku asked, eyes wide.
“Unfortunately.”
“You don’t sound too thrilled about it.”
“I’m more or less being forced to do it.”
“And she’s getting paid to do it,” Sango added.
“I wish I got paid.”
Kagome sighed. “It just doesn’t feel right.”
“You’ve done it twice before.”
“Yeah… but that was a while ago.” She tightened her arms around her chest. “Not to mention the whole ‘being paid to have sex.’ It makes me feel like I’m a prostitute or something.”
“Are you going to do it?” Sango said, suddenly serious. “I’m sure Kouga would understand…”
“I said I would do it,” she said standing up.
“I’ll go too.”
Sango turned to Miroku, her mouth twisted in a frown. “I wish you would join mine.”
He scrunched his nose. “I don’t like seeing you with that many guys at once.”
Sango’s attention was back on Kagome. “You going to tell Inuyasha?” she asked softly.
Kagome looked down at her phone, throat tightening. “I probably should…” In silence, she opened her phone and began composing her message. After deleting and rewording it a dozen times, she finally hit send. “Now I just need to wait—” The phone buzzed. She felt lightheaded as she forced herself to look at the message
Sounds like you’re really having fun. How many guys?
She almost laughed at herself. I should have known. What was I expecting him to say? ‘Don’t do it?’ She stared at the screen a long time. Maybe I was…
Seven.
She avoided mention of Miroku.
You’ll have to tell me about it when I get back. Have fun!
She snapped the phone closed.
“That was quick,” Sango said. “What’d he say?”
She hooked her thumbs in her jean pockets. “He told me to have fun.”
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It was like she had gone crazy. She was surrounded by a nonstop orgy of debauchery. The fear and unease had long since faded. She had lost herself in the strapping men that encircled her. She laughed as they manhandled her, passing her from one man to the next. She smiled as they drove themselves into her. Her bare skin was slick with sweat, the heat from so many bodies packed against her nearly unbearable. Every so often, she would catch sight of Miroku as he had a turn. They had all introduced themselves, but she had since forgotten most of them.
Instinct controlled her, wild, free, and uncaring. Nothing mattered but pleasure. On her knees, she was sandwiched between two men. Behind her, a man was vigorously thrusting against her ass. She was rocked forward and back from the countering force of the man pounding himself into her slick pussy. Moaning, her tongue ran along Miroku’s cock. Her face already had several gobs of white cum running down her cheek and smeared around her mouth. Her hands worked furiously to pleasure two other men. Covered by darkness the dim lighting offered, the remaining two men rested, trying desperately to regain their erections.
“Kagome!” a man grunted. The bed rocked slowly as the man to her right shifted position. She could feel his cock pulse as he came. Warm liquid splattered against her shoulder.
“She almost looks like how I first met her,” the man behind her said, reaching around her to cup her breasts. She moaned against Miroku’s cock as his fingers pulled gently at her nipples.
“She looks even better covered in cum,” another said. There were mumbled agreements all around her.
“God what I wouldn’t give to go bareback just once…”
“Absolutely not,” she heard Miroku say. He sounded distant. “You know the rules.”
“Yeah, yeah, I was just saying what everyone’s thinking…”
The man in front of her grunted, making a face as he came.
“Come on, come on! My turn!” She lost her grip on the man standing to her left as he pushed the man in front of her away. Hands quivering, he rolled a condom over his stiff pole. “Hold still for a second while I get it in,” he said to the man behind her.
Her moan was muffled by Miroku’s cock as he pushed his way inside her. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. In seconds, they were moving again.
“Jesus, she’s insatiable!”
“Kagome, I’m going to cum.” She almost missed Miroku’s warning. A few measly bursts hit the side of her mouth. With her hands free, she gripped the base of his cock, bobbing her head against the tip as she milked the remaining drops from his shrinking cock.
Releasing his cock, she met his eyes. Holding her tongue out, she showed him the cum that rested atop it. Pulling it back inside, she made a show of swallowing it. Slowly, she ran her tongue across her lips. Spent, Miroku stepped off the bed to sit on one of the chairs to catch his breath and watch the others. With her mouth free, Kagome’s moans filled the air, mixing with the wet slapping noise as the two men’s skin met hers.
Neither lasted long. She gasped as the man behind her pulled out, his cum splattering on her ass and lower back. The man in front pulled out a few seconds later. Ripping his condom off, he pumped his shaft furiously, standing as he did it. Kagome opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out in anticipation. Like the others, only a few pathetic spurts landed against her nose and lips. Gasping for air, she ran her tongue along her lips and swallowed what she managed to collect.
She collapsed back against the bed, chest rising and falling. She had no idea how many times she had cum. Despite being thoroughly exhausted, she craved more. I can’t believe I forgot how much fun this was! She had gotten used to her core group of friends, completely forgetting the wild, forbidden rush that the club offered.
Catching her breath, she propped herself up on her elbows, looking around at the men. She wore a dazzling smile that could enrapture any man. “Anyone ready for more?”
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Busy, busy, busy! I hope this chapter was better than the last one. One more chapter and I think I’m going to start the arc that would have originally ended the story. It’s a crazy arc, but probably a predictable once I start setting things up. Hopefully I can make it interesting.
As always, reviews are appreciated! I love reading them and they increase my desire to write.
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