A Helping Hand

Miroku had been snooping around the house for almost fifteen minutes. He questioned whether to spy on Sango or let her go on with her own business. He made up his mind when he entered through Kohaku’s open window. When he stepped into the hallway he first heard moans coming from Sango’s room. Hesitantly, he stood outside of her bedroom, hearing the pleasure he heard coming from his dear Sango. He opened the door and towered over her. Sango didn’t notice his presence until she opened her eyes, putting her in a deep shock. She covered herself really quickly. The two teenagers didn’t speak, only the noises from the DVD filled the silence of the room.
“Miroku, please get out,” she stammered. She averted his eyes from his gaze. Miroku was very impressed with his beautiful Sango; Her choice in porn, her outfit, and her curiosity for sex. The only thing that confused him was her vibrator. He sat down on the bed. “Miroku?”
He took the covers off of her exposing her vivacious costume. He put his hand on her shoulder pushing her gently against her pillows, reassuring that everything was okay. “Sango, don’t be scared. It’s normal for a young lady to experiment.”
Those weren’t the words she expected him to hear. “Miroku, I don’t experiment,” she denied.
“What do you call this,” he reached over between her legs pulling put the vibrating pink toy. The loss of vibrations made Sango whimper, making Miroku eye’s gleam with amusement.
“Nothing? This is nothing,” he said. “It looks like a toy, the ones that make you cum. I wonder what is tastes like?” Miroku licked the pink cylinder in his hand. Sango’s eyes almost popped out of her head. She was amazed with Miroku’s casual acceptance for her use of the vibrator. His tongue licked the base to the tip. “Hmmm, tastes good Sango. Do you want me to put this inside you?”
“Please don’t.”
“Why not? Doesn’t it feel good? To have it deep inside you, vibrating against your wall, filling you up?”
“I don’t put it in all the way.”
“Why?”
“I’m scared of the pain.”
“Pain?”
“I-I-I’m scared to put it in all the way,” She stuttered. Her statement almost made him cum in his pants. Her cheeks reddened in embarrassment.
“I see. Have you suffered Sango?” Silence was her only answer. Miroku asked her again, this time she answered. “My body yearns to be touched, Miroku. I-I-I can’t bring myself to orgasm. I can’t….,”she mumbled. “I can’t….can’t…orgasm. What if I never orgasm?” She fearfully admitted.
So that’s why she resorted to the vibrator. “One you don’t know that you can’t. Two, you have tried one other option.”
“Second option?”
“Real, live intercourse,” he sat beside her watching the scene. The Slut was on the TV was getting banged by the nerd, hard. “You see, that girl loves his thrusts. You see how it goes in and out of her wet pussy Sango.” His fingers skimmed the side of her arms as he whispered those hot words into her ear. “It fills her up, it relieves her aches.” Sango was squirming when those erotic words. “See… she’s biting her lip. She likes being penetrated. Would you want that Sango? For someone to take care of your tension?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you want me to cure your tension?”
“I-”
“Hmmm Sango, what do you want.”
“Please cure me.”
“How?”
“ I-I..”
“ What do you want Sango? What do you need?”
“ I need you. I need you to be inside me.”

to be continued