Depravity

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA AND CO., NOR DO I MAKE MONEY FROM THIS.

***Warning, this fic is PWP (porn without plot), if that is not your thing please stop reading. If you are underage, stop reading. All else, please proceed.****

Timing


A pissed off tai-youkai slowly drove the truck down the seemingly quiet road. As a small inconspicuous house came into view, his mood further soured. If it had not been for the minx in the pale blue house, he never would have had to discover how well his occupation truly did manage to ward off the women.

The sex-god that was Sesshoumaru had struck out every single time at the bar last night. Now, he was picking up others people’s trash wondering when the fairer sex had turned so fickle. Maybe it was time to resume his life as rich playboy. Surely, the harpies’ giggles were not as shrill as the brakes on his truck.

The thoughts and rants that were whirling around Sesshoumaru’s came to an abrupt halt as he stopped in front of the little blue house. There on the lawn was who he assumed to be the minx in a far too short robe. An eyebrow cocked (along with other things) as he noted that she was in proper position. What is proper position, one might ask. Well if you are a male contemplating the merits of a ten-year self-imposed dry spell, there can only be one, ass waggling in the air and presented to you, of course.

Kagome was not pleased. Not only did she have to forego her early morning naughty treat, but also as she was scrambling to take the trashcan down to the curb, the damn thing had managed to topple over. So now, here she was in a practically see through robe that barely covered her ass when standing, oh so pragmatic four inch heels, standing on her head trying to pick up the trash strewn across her yard.

The curses going through her heard were so vulgar that the Kami themselves would have to create a whole other level of hell in order to be able to repeat them. However, her blood ran dead cold when she heard the throat clearing behind her.

Sesshoumaru could not tell if the flush on her cheeks were from embarrassment or standing on her head, he did not care either. She presented a very naughty picture, and if she did not close her mouth, he was going to tell her exactly with what she could occupy it.

Damn, but he was hot. Yeah, she knew he was hot because of the glimpse she had seen of him all those months ago, but … damn. For once, she wished she wasn’t a good girl.

Brain reconnected to mouth, Kagome said, “I’m sorry, I just seem to be a dirty girl this morning. Would mind helping me?” Maybe the brain was not fully connected to the mouth yet.

Sesshoumaru could think of many ways to assist her, particularly a certain hose that he would like to spray her down with, but rather than let onto his thoughts, he replied, “Hn.”

The encounter was short and sweet with nothing of note really happening (aside from Sesshoumaru’s unique methods of hiding an impressive hard-on). It was not until Kagome returned to the sanctuary of her room that things became interesting.

She had spent forty-five minutes of trying to find release, use any method she could think of (and no she was not going to lose her virginity to a dildo) that she determined she needed a living breathing penis- err … man. So the question became; what man?

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Sesshoumaru was infinitely more displeased with this meeting than the last. First off, she was clothed in attire that did not openly display her undergarments. Then there was the fact that she was using her mouth to … to talk. Did she not know that were far better uses for such plump, succulent appendages? Apparently not. So moving past all the reason that were causing his cock to twitch (really, he needed to laid tonight or he might have to self gratify), there was the fact that she had invaded his privacy by coming to his work.

Oh, he was supposed to respond.

Kagome had come to his work under the guise of offing a thank you for helping her this morning. Really, she had spent most of the day trying to work up the nerve to ask the gorgeous male out on a date. However, now it was as if she was talking to a brick wall. A sexy brick wall that she wanted to rub up against, but a brick wall all the same.

“So, I was wondering if you would like to,” ‘fuck me senseless?’ “go out sometime?” Kagome had nearly choked on her on spit with all the images her inner hentai had supplied during her little question.

Sesshoumaru raised an elegant eyebrow. This could work towards his advantage. Granted, he was slightly unsettled by the fact that she went to the effort of tracking him down at work. Also, he wondered sort of kink this woman was into if she was actively pursuing the garbage man. Leaning in, he discretely sniffed her and was surprised to find her scent unsoiled.

This woman had not known the touch of a male in quite some time. While most would think that this would further entice the great dog, it simple was not true. He had learned over the years that the females that truly satisfied his need for debauchery all smelled like well used doormats. Huh, decisions, decisions.

He spoke right as Kagome was turning to leave, “Tonight will be fine. I will pick you up in two hours.”

His voice was so rich that Kagome could not stop the spasms occurring in her nether regions. She also needed badly to change her underwear. She squeaked an affirmative reply and scurried away.

Sesshoumaru, however, impersonated a statue as her unique bouquet of arousal swam in his head.

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The date had been awkward. With Sesshoumaru not really talking and Kagome having the internal fight of whether or not she was really going to go through with this, there was no chance of the outing being relaxing. When the end of the date was within site, Kagome decided that it was now or never.

Bolstering all of her courage, she leaned over and sucked his earlobe into her mouth. Quickly releasing it, she huskily whispered, “Would you like to come in?”

He did not need to be asked twice. Before Kagome knew what was going on, she was sitting alone in his car while he waited for her at her front door. Apparently, she was not the only one that eager to move things along this night.

Words were not employed as the front door was closed behind the two figures. Lips attacked each other fiercely while hands roamed to remove clothing. As more cool air hit bare flesh, Kagome’s panic level began to rise. Was this really, what she had coveted her virginity for? So, that she could throw it to the garbage man, who by the way seemed to not find her worthy of conversation.

She had always told her friends that she was not being a prude, but that she was waiting until she knew she was in love. Years of waiting for Mr. Right and now, she was standing naked in front of a man that came twice a week to take her rotten food away. Where had her morals gone?

Hn, she was not paying attention to him, and he was about to bestow upon her the great honor of spearing her. This would not do.

“You will think only of what this Sesshoumaru is doing to you.”

He emphasized his point by tweaking her nipple rather harshly. The sultry moan was not really the response he was expecting, but it pleased him greatly. It could be that she feared not meeting his expectations, which was ridiculous. She was a willing female, and let us be honest; he had buried himself in far more precarious snatches.

With new fervor, Kagome raked his body with her hands. The obstacle of his pants overcome, she began to feel her first true penis. Her lips attached to his chest as her fingertips mapped the tip of his cock. The sticky wet substance did not surprise her, but the skin engulfing it did. She had seen her fair share of porno and dildos, and in her mind, the penis was supposed to have a mushroom tip. His did as well, providing she rolled the extra skin down. Uncircumcised, he was uncircumcised.

Oh, she was curious now. Besides, if it felt this velvety in her hand, what would it feel like in her mouth? The anticipation was killing her, so she dropped to her knees and stared at his fully erect manhood. By all that was holy, it was huge!!

Not sure how it was ever going to fit into any part of her, Kagome decided that she had come too far to back down.

Sesshoumaru stared at the crown of black hair that now stood even with his cock. Mesmerized, he watched as the tiny pink tongue stuck out to take a tentative lick. Tracing the slit at the tip, her tongue then moved to explore the crease created by his foreskin. His knees nearly buckled as the inferno she called a mouth engulfed him.

Had it really been that long that just the feel of a mouth was going to make him cum? Focus, he needed focus.

Gripping her hair none too gently, he began to guide her head to the rhythm he desired. Her tongue swirled, her head bobbed, one hand played with his balls, while the other sought the contours of his ass. Oh, the great inu-youkai had found paradise in this little human’s mouth. The scent of her arousal kept increasing making his mouth water with desire to taste it.

As Kagome found her comfort level in this new act, her world spun upside down. There was a tongue licking her from clit to anus. She began to suck the phallus in her mouth harder as he forced moans from her throat. Suddenly, the tongue delved into her, and it was oh so thicker than her fingers could ever hope to be.

Sesshoumaru quickly adjusted her so that he only needed one arm to hold her up freeing one of his hands. Dear Kami, did she taste so delectable. It had been so long since he had found a female that his nose could be this close to, and he had nearly forgotten how much fun it was to do this.

Her moaning around his cock made him want to explode down her throat. However, his masculine pride would not allow him cum first. With this in mind, he removed his tongue so that it could play with her bundle of nerves. Two of his fingers replaced his tongue only to draw back out and trace lazy circles around her opening.

He chuckled darkly at her groan of disappointment when she became empty. His glistening digits moved back to her puckered entrance, applying varying pressure as his tongue sought to inscribe every dirty word he knew on her clit.

Her mind was coming unglued. She never would have thought it possible that you could forget about a summer sausage shoved half way down your throat, but the anticipation of not knowing what was going to happen to your nether regions was truly magical.

Why had she not done this sooner? Toys just could not compare.

When he felt no hesitation from her as he probed her ass with his fingers, he slowly began to push one finger passed the tightly guarded entrance. She threw her head away from his cock as she cried out in sheer pleasure.

The coil had wound so tight within her that her nails clawed unmercifully at his thighs. The minor pain caused Sesshoumaru to bite down on her bundle of nerves as he shoved two more fingers into her ass. Liquid gushed into his face as he could feel her clenching orgasm on his three fingers buried to the hilt in her rear.

The breathless cry made his cock twitch, demanding attention. With grace that can only be attained with his superior strength, he placed the tasty woman on the floor. Straddling her chest so that her arms pinned uselessly at her sides, he stared into her dazed dark blue eyes.

“When this Sesshoumaru gifts you with an orgasm, you call his name.” Dumbly she nodded to his command. “Good, for now it is your turn to return the favor.”

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To be continued

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emmaren