Detachable Penis

Authors Note: Sorry for the posting delay. BE WARNED: There be lemon ahead. Hope you laugh, and get all hot and bothered at the same time. Enjoy.

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Detachable Penis
Chapter 3


Kagome's eyes snapped open. They panned the campsite, looking for any signs of movement. No one stirred. She thought for sure she had screamed out loud, but apparently not. She sighed, and rolled to her other side.

The dream had felt so real, like he had been there touching her. Her body was hot, like he had been pressed up against it. She had gone to sleep wanting to use the vibrator just a few feet away in her pack, but InuYasha had been awake up on his tree limb. She looked up and found his seated figure. His chest rose and fell in a slow rhythm. She could faintly hear him snoring “Hhhhmmmmmm – Keeeeeehhhhhh, Hhhhmmmmmm – Keeeeeehhhhhh.”

She wondered if she could get her battery operated friend out without any one noticing. She was so hot and worked up, she just wanted some release so she could sleep peacefully. It was always this way after one of their dates. She would run away from him, scared of being impaled on his humongous cock, and either lay awake all night in frustration, or slip away to the hot springs for a little “Me” time.

She started as Sango rolled over muttering, “Peni, peni, peni, wanna come out and play?” She shouldn't risk it. She had narrowly escaped detection before by the others, and was in no mood to explain why she had a bright pink stick shoved in her pants that said “Hmmmmmm.”

There was a warm sensation in her groin, that had started during her make out sessions with Sesshomaru. She reached a hand down, only to find that she was dripping wet. Her panties were soaked, and there was a slick river running across her thigh. She remembered her dream, it had been so vivid. Sesshomaru had been there, stroking her, caressing her skin, taking her breath away as he lightly played his claws across her thighs.

She didn't usually dream like this. It was normally things like, very short skirts on sale, or killing Naraku, or strawberry pocky. Nothing like the sex orgy she had just awoken from. He had touched her and teased her, she had wanted so much more, but for some reason, he wouldn't take her panties off. He had rubbed her to ecstasy and beyond, but he couldn't go past her panties.

Her brow furrowed slightly as she wondered what such a dream might mean. Her eyes began to close, and the dream began again.

He was laying with her, in her sleeping bag, completely naked, pressed tight against her body. She could feel his manhood sliding higher and higher, up her thigh towards her gushing slit. She moaned as he moved and slid against her opening. This is what I want. I want him in me. But like before, he wouldn't enter her. Instead, he pushed against the sheer wet fabric, like it was chain mail or something equally as impenetrable. This isn't right. That mighty boner of his should have no problems with a pair of cotton briefs.

The dilemma caused her to wake again, and wonder what was going on. Why would she have such a strange dream twice? “Hhhmmmmmm,” she moaned again in pleasure. Wait! Why am I moaning? I'm awake now. Her eyes flicked back and forth, trying to figure out what was going on. She had moaned because something, had felt... good. Not just good, it felt as if the dream was still going on. It felt as id he was still there, pressing against the barrier of her 3 for $20.00 Victoria's Secret specials.

She reached down to examine, and barely contained an Eep, when her hand came into contact with something unexpected. Not hard and slick like her vibrator, but warm and soft. It was pushing against her, trying to gain access, but didn't have the power rip through, or the dexterity to push it aside. She brought it out into the dim glow of the campfire. Even in the low light she knew what it was. She stifled another Eep, and held it delicately between two fingernails. Miroku's penis! How in the world did it get in my sleeping bag? She examined it, being the only live human dick she had ever actually had any contact with.

Well, at least Sango won't be disappointed when she gets her hands on it again. The penis writhed and wriggled in her hand, continuing it's quest to find a pleasurable location and take up residence. She remembered back to the night that Sesshomaru had flashed his doggy ding-a-ling at her. She looked at the penis in her hand, by comparison Sesshomaru's was a third leg.

She pulled the pillowcase off of her pillow and carefully dropped the penis inside and tied the opening shut. Setting the bag down next to her, she lay back down, and wondered if she would be able to get back to sleep.

The bag moved, it bumped and twitched, as the penis inside tried to find the warm moist spot it had been in only moments ago. Kagome bit her lip, she couldn't sleep with a confined penis thrashing about beside her. It's gyrations only made her desire stronger, the warm feeling in her groin had developed into a raging fire that was desperately demanding release.

Her hand found it's way back down inside her soaked panties. She began to rub and touch her throbbing pussy. Maybe it would be enough to just touch herself to climax, and get it out of her system. Her fingers felt good, but she knew that it would not be enough. She was pretty sure that the pink pocket rocket wouldn't do the trick either. I need a penis! A real penis!

She stood on wobbly legs, picked up the still animated pillowcase, and quietly left the camp. She walked quickly down the path. I just need a good secluded place, out of ear shot of the camp. Unconsciously, her feet were taking her towards the afore mentioned rendezvous point at the hot spring behind the Barnes & Nobles. The springs were closed for the night, but the gate was not locked. She crept inside and looked around to make sure that there would be no prying eyes to witness her pleasure.

Sitting down in the grass, she untied the bag, and let the mobile pecker free. The spring's heater must have been turned off, because when she dipped it in the water, it experienced some...shrinkage. She lay back and stroked it's soft skin and the penis responded with new life. It renewed it's previous movements with vigor, growing and moving under her touch.

Kagome had heard her friends from school talk about all the fun and naughty things they liked to do to their boyfriends, or just random guys at the bus station. It had always intrigued her how they could be so amorous about such a strange and disgusting body part. She was beginning to understand her slutty friends near obsession with sex. She felt powerful, and sexy, getting the penis to respond to her caresses.

She had control over a man's dick, and thereby control over the man. Well, not in this case, because the man wasn't connected, but she understood the point now. Now that she was in a dark and secluded place, she suddenly didn't want to rush it anymore. She wanted to see if the monks cursed member could make her moan and scream in pleasure, the way Sango said it had for her.

She knew that it was wrong to take advantage of the poor monks wayward lad like this, but she was so worked up now, she just didn't care. Her soiled panties were soon laying in the grass beside her, and she pulled her nightgown up above her waist. She rubbed the penis's tip around her now engorged pussy lips, letting it get slick with the juices that now freely flowed. The penis was rock hard now, and every time it passed her opening, it twitched, as if it knew where it wanted to be.

With a low moan, she pushed the tip inside, slowly getting used to the feeling. As more of the penis disappeared inside her, she knew why her friends had always preferred the real thing to a vibrator or dildo. There was texture, and warmth, it was completely different somehow. She slowly stroked it in and out, relishing the feeling of a real penis inside her. She wondered how long she could keep it before she would have to give it back to Miroku. She pulled the nightgown up and over her head so she could rub and massage one breast as the other hand worked the length inside her.

She knew that if she wanted to she could climax soon, but she didn't want it to be over yet. She wondered what time the Hot Spring lifeguards arrived for work, and if she could just stay the rest of the night and take advantage of the Detachable Penis. She wished Sesshomaru were here, how she wished it was his cock inside of her instead of this...manless one. Now that she had a real one inside her, she wasn't so scared of his giant todger.

“Miko,” a deep voice washed over her. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping that it was just a part of the insane sexual fantasy she had created. “You appear to be in some distress. Are you in need of this Sesshomaru's assistance?”

This was no fantasy, her eyes popped open. He was sitting on his haunches between her legs, one eyebrow cocked, with his smirk firmly in place.

Kagome let go of the penis, and tried to cover herself with her hands. “Sesshomaru! I-I-I ummm, what are you doing heruuuuunghhhhhh. She groaned, and her hips bucked upwards. Evidentially, the penis was capable of continuing on it's own power. It had started to resume it's thrusting without the aid of her hand.

“Are you in need of my assistance, Miko?” Sesshomaru asked again in his usual, nothing ever surprises me voice.

She stared at him. She didn't understand the question. The penis within her thrust again, “Unnghhh, I don't know what, unnghhh, you mean!”

Sesshomaru bent over and with his eyes locked on hers, and slowly ran his tongue from her navel to her lips, finishing with a long very tonguey kiss.

“Do you NEED my... ASSISTANCE?” He looked at her, his eyes filled with lust and longing, willing her to understand what he wanted.

She nodded, “Yes, I, unnghhh, need you.”

That was all he wanted, for her to come to him, and say that she wanted him. He would never have taken her any other way.

He grinned and knelt on the grass. With one hand, he caressed her breast, kneading the soft flesh and rubbing her nipples between his fingers. With the other hand, he pushed her legs apart. She resisted for a moment, but was too far gone to care about any modesty whatsoever at this point. She spread for him, he could see the penis still moving in and out.

She waited for him to remove it, but he didn't. Instead he bent low, and began to lick the inside of her thighs, his tongue soft and rough. He ran his tongue around her lips and teased them as the penis continued slow pumping. She gasped when his tongue found her clit and rolled over it sending shock waves of energy running through her body.

He concentrated on her button as his hand continued to stimulate both breasts in turn. She gasped and jerked each time his lips and tongue slid across it. She screamed when he began to gently suck on it, he continued sucking and flicked the bud with the tip of his tongue at the same time. Her hips bucked against his face as her orgasm washed over her. Her legs locked around his head as he continued to lick and suck her sensitive clit.

The crashing waves of her climax began to ebb and Kagome opened her eyes again, her ragged breathing starting to slow.

“Oh, gods, Sesshomaru, that was... amazing, I mean, it's never been that... intense!” she bubbled, the warm feeling was still in her groin, but no longer demanding release. Her hips rocked as the penis continued to slowly move of it's own volition. Sesshomaru smiled down at her. He was so gorgeous, she had always wanted him, and now that her inhibitions had been shattered, she would.

She pulled his head down for a kiss, plunging her tongue into his hot mouth, and slipped her hands inside his kimono, feeling his hard muscles and smooth skin.

“Sesshomaru, I NEED you.” She gazed into his eyes and licked her lips. There would be no miscommunication or stupid excuses tonight. Tonight she would have this man, this dog demon, and whatever came with it. If she dislocated her pelvis because of his monstrous bone, or was immediately pupped with dozens of tiny hanyous, she didn't care anymore. “I WANT you.”

She kissed him again, and ran her tongue across the sharp edge of his fangs. Her hands slipped down and tried to push the silk hakama off his hips. He righted himself on his knees, loosed the knot, and the beautiful silk pooled on the ground between them. She gazed at his now naked body, so perfect, the epitome of male perfection. Her eyes widened as they focused on his arousal.

It was not as intimidating as the last time she saw it. Her overactive imagination had transformed his endowment in size and ferocity into a tree sized rabid cock monster. She felt bad, making him wait so long just because her brain had decided to have problems with depth perception.

“Sesshomaru,” she scooted on her butt towards him, her legs slipping between his. “I'm sorry, for frustrating you,” she reached both hands up and lightly grasped him, “I... want to... make it up to you.” She kissed the tip, and his dick twitched in response. She smiled, “I want to,” kiss, “show you,” kiss, “how sorry,” lick, “I really,” lick, “am.”

Her lips parted and slipped around his girth. He moaned in response, his eyes rolled in their sockets and his head lolled back. His hand came and rested on her head, and his fingers tangled in her hair. He groaned again, as she stroked, and licked, and sucked him.

His eyes opened when she moaned as well, and he remembered that the penis was still doggedly continuing it's movements inside her. Whereas before, he had been fine with the Detachable Penis warming his little miko up for him, now, it was unacceptable. He gently pushed her back on the grass, and pulled his hakama off his legs.

He bent low to kiss her mouth, and trail kisses down to her breasts. She moaned when he sucked on her nipples, and gasped when he lightly bit them. She pushed her chest up, mashing his face into her cleavage. At the same time, he reached down, and slowly pulled the penis out. It came out with “Schllukk” and he tossed it aside beside their clothes.

She thrust her pelvis towards his, “Sesshomaru, please! I need you in me, I don't care if there are tiny InuYashas running around, shitting on the carpet, I just want you!”

Her last statement, put him off a bit. He had no idea how InuYasha could change his size or numbers, and he assumed that InuYasha shit in the woods like most dogs did. Why had she brought up InuYasha? The mere thought of her thinking about the hanyou at a time like this was enough to make a guy go limp. What did this have to do with them fucking?

She noticed his puzzled expression, and realized that her last comment may have sounded a bit strange to anyone not currently residing in Kagome's mind. “Never mind, please, I want you in me.” She pulled his hips towards hers.

He shook the images of small crapping half-breeds from his mind and gazed at the beautiful creature beneath him. She was a vision, flushed with passion and love, he knew that she would be the only woman he could ever truly love, and he prayed that she felt the same towards him. He lowered himself and kissed her as his rod pressed against her opening. Her face held no fear, no apprehension, she knew that he would never hurt her in any way.

He pressed slowly into her, trying to give her time to adjust and relax. He hoped she would not feel any pain, and was reassured when she moaned and pulled him in deeper. He smiled and began slowly thrusting. She was so wet and hot, her tight walls gripped him. Her breasts quivered and he dove down to take one perfect nipple in his mouth for a moment.

Why had she waited so long? What had she been so afraid of? This was bliss! They were moving as one, her hips meeting his in a slow dance of passion. Her hands pulled on his butt wanting more of him in her. He obliged and filled her to the hilt, she gasped as he plunged inside her again and again.

She moaned and panted, urging him with her hands and hips to go faster, harder. He grunted, and sped up his tempo, crashing into her body, letting his weight push him into her. Her back arched as she neared her peak again, “Oh! Sesshomaru! Fill me! I want you to fill me up!”

He pounded her, and she met his every stroke. She came like a tsunami this time, her muscles clamped down on him as she screamed in pleasure. He grunted with every thrust till he could hold back no longer. He erupted like a volcano inside her, as her tight walls gripped and held him inside until he relaxed.

He rolled to his side, and they lay there, cuddled close, kissing and whispering their love to each other. He pulled his kimono over them, and she fell asleep. He closed his eyes, and rested. Dawn would not be too far off, and they would have to get back to her friends.

He felt something touching and poking his ass. He smiled and growled softly, thinking that his sexy miko had plans other than sleep. But both her hands were in plain sight. He reached back, and brought the molesting item into view. The Detachable Penis writhed and twitched hoping to find some more action. Sesshomaru's first inclination was to allow the poison in his claws to disintegrate the cursed prick. He thought better of it, this pathetic thing had helped him achieve his goal, and he was grateful.

He would never say that he was grateful to another man's penis, so not destroying it would have to be enough. He may kill the monk, but he was not so cruel as to permanently separate him from his manhood. He tied it back up in the pillowcase, and rolled back to embrace his beloved. He tried to think of the best way to deliver it back to it's owner, without actually having to hand it to him.

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They walked hand in hand back to the camp, the morning sun warming their faces. She balanced two car carriers of coffee, and he had two bags under his arm. They reached the clearing just as everyone was rousing from their slumber. Kagome passed out the coffee and bagels to everyone, and received thank you's all around. Sesshomaru had a thing for periodicals, and had bought everyone a magazine.

“Guns and Ammo, for the slayer, Shonen Jump, for the kit, and Maxim for the monk.” Sesshomaru said as he distributed them among the group.

“Hey!” InuYasha looked up from his triple shot Americana, “What about me?”

“Ah yes, InuYasha, here you are, Martha Stewart Living.” he presented the glossy magazine to the dumbfounded hanyou, and turned.

“Wait a minute!” Sesshomaru turned back as InuYasha shoved the magazine out to him. “Why the hell'd ya get me this?”

“InuYasha, I picked that out for you especially. I figured it would be quite useful to you, considering your situation.”

“Huh?” InuYasha's head cocked to one side.

“See here” Sesshomaru pointed to an article title on the cover and smirked, “How To Repair Cracked Clay Pots.”

“Keh” InuYasha grumbled and he walked away. He jumped up to his limb, and began to thumb through the pages.

Sesshomaru smirked, and turned to the other matter of business for the morning. It would not do for Kagome to return it to him, and he would not allow it to roam his lands screwing whatever warm hole it came across. And he hated to think what they would face should Naraku ever implant a jewel shard in it.

“Priest” Miroku looked up from the article entitled 'How to get More Junk in Her Trunk'. “I believe I have found something of yours. I would take better care of it, I may not be here to find it again.” He held out the pillowcase. Miroku jumped up and ripped the case open.

“You found it, oh thank you Sesshomaru-sama, thank you. You have no idea how worried I have been since it went missing.” he bowed over and over again, while turning the penis over and over in his hands to make sure it was OK.

Kagome and Sesshomaru sat on a log and watched the camp. Shippo, nose in his manga. InuYasha, trying to figure out if the mud around the camp would make a suitable patching compound. Miroku and Sango, arguing whether or not they should reattach his penis before she went another round with it.

“Strange, don't ya think,” Kagome nestled against his chest. “It took Miroku's penis to get me in bed with you.”

“Indeed” he stroked her hair, “I am glad however that the penis has been returned to it's owner. I trust you will have no further interaction with it.”

She giggled, “You know, we have lots of Detachable Penises in my time.” He looked down at her, puzzled by the statement. “But most of them are running countries or large corporations.”

He quirked his head to the side, trying to wrap his brain around the mental image. Scores and hundreds of animated penises, walking around, making laws, having meetings, arguing over policy and rules.

“If penises rule your world, I suppose it explains the lewd nature of your clothing.” She feigned anger and playfully slapped his chest.

“You know, we also have Detachable Penises, that are for, more enjoyable... purposes.” She stood and placed something in his hand. She took a few bouncy steps away, towards the forest. She turned and ran her tongue across her lips, and bit her little finger.

Sesshomaru looked down at the strange object she had placed in his hand. One eyebrow quirked and a delicious sneer crossed his lips as he stood and followed her towards the woods.

“Indeed.”

The pink vibrator just said, “Hmmmmmmmmmmm.”


END

See my dilemma in lemon classification:

Not Female Solo, because Miroku's penis is there.
Not Toys, because it is a human appendage.
Not a three way, because Miroku's not really there.
Not straight M/F cause Miroku's penis is there.

Anywho! Thanks, as always, to my sexy beta and love of my life, Mamasama. Thanks to yukihime for the original idea and challenge. And I want to thank all my boys out there sportin their Detachable Penises, and all the women that currently hold them. Be looking later this year for my new Detachable Penis line of cologne called, “WTF?”


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