Shuffle

*****This is the first lemon chapter (FINALLY! Right?)*****


As he opened the door, he could sense she was waiting in her room, listening intently for the others. He hung his coat up in the closet just behind the front door, set his empty mug on the sofa table and called up to the little vixen upstairs. "Rin!"

She opened the door to her bedroom and stood at the top of the steps, dressed in a short white lace nightgown. Miroku simply stared at her in awe.
"They're all gone, right?" she asked quietly.

"Hai. All gone." It was hard to breathe; she was ethereal looking, like an angel.

"Um, I'm not sure what's supposed to happen, Mr. Kobayashi," she said as a blush found its way to her pretty face. "I ache for you though… I can't get your voice out of my mind, I see your face when I close my eyes…"

"Let me make one very important phone call and I will take good care of you." He flipped his cell phone open and called Sango. He told her to stop by the drug store on the way home and pick Rin up some cold medicine, and to call him before she got back to see if she needed anything else before they made their way to the house. Sango chirped happily that she would call before she left the drug store, which would give him approximately ten minutes before she would come in the door. Surely that would be long enough for he and Rin to bathe before his wife would know anything was amiss.

Knowing InuYasha would definitely call before he came back, and satisfied that his bases were completely covered, he walked slowly to the top of the steps, feeling his maleness becoming heavy with wanton lust and desperate need. She was blushing all the way down her neck now, breathing hard as he neared that final step. He stood on the second to last riser, their faces evenly matched. "I believe you wanted me to ease your ache little one," he said as he tilted his head and closed the gap between them, his hand coming up to cradle her burning red cheek. Rin's lips quivered as he gently touched down on hers, softly working against each other. His other hand slipped the skinny satin strap of her nightgown from her shoulder and he kissed his way to where it had lain, leaving wet splotches across her sweet skin, nipping gently at her collarbone. The hand that had been holding her face had slid down her back, around to her side, over the swell of her hip, and then back around to her tight little ass, pushing her pelvis into his hardness, squeezing her as he plunged into her mouth. Her arms locked around his neck as Rin allowed herself to fall prey to this hunter of women, this man who had five different affairs the first nine years of his marriage, and countless more before then. He'd been through years of therapy and counseling… Rin had undone all of his progress the second week she was with them, all because she was willing to speak to him in his natural language.

"More, I need more of you," he groaned as he tasted the skin at her neck.

"Then take more… take it all. I want you to have me, all of me! Please!" Miroku pulled her right leg up and wrapped it around him as he ascended that last step onto the second floor. Rin brought her other leg up and locked her ankles behind Miroku's back, her heated center open behind her panties and pressed tightly against his jeans that shrouded his hard pulsing cock. He stepped awkwardly and heavily into his bedroom, sounding like Frankenstein as he stomped to where his bed was situated. He got in on his knees and laid her down on her back, covering her in wet breathy kisses and trying to touch all of her at once with hands that dragged endlessly over her whole body.

"The lady from the exchange office won't like this… Might make you leave me." Rin helped him from his sweatshirt and began tugging eagerly at the t-shirt underneath. "And we must be very, very careful around Sango and everyone else. Our secret must never get out."

"Your friend, I heard him. I heard what he said about not letting me pass you by. I couldn't let you pass me by either…" His hands found her string bikini and he slid them down at a completely unhurried pace. He'd forgotten how easy it was to hear through the roof in his daughters' room because of the vaulted ceiling. He would have to make a note to never discuss anything else regarding this sixth extramarital affair with InuYasha on the roof again. "He is safe right? He can help us?"

Miroku found himself chuckling. "Hai, he's safe, in fact he encourages this behavior of me."

"I encourage it too, Mr. Kobayashi." Rin pulled her feet from her panties as Miroku let them drop to the floor. He eyed her hungrily and said, "It's Miroku, Rin." His lips found hers and tasted of her sweet mouth, jerking at his jeans as she wiggled to pull her nightgown up. He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and laid it on the bed within reach for when Sango would call him. 'Gods I hope she stays gone till next week', he thought to himself. He pulled away from her to drop his jeans and his navy boxers into a pile at his feet, allowing her time to sit up long enough to pull the lacy gown from her own body. And then they were completely bare, aching and wanting.

"Shit, condoms," he said as he dug around in his nightstand. At one point he'd had at least half a dozen in every hidey hole, as he was often prone to bringing his girlfriends home while his kids were at school and his wife was at work. But that had been years ago now, and he didn't think he had any left. Gods… Just his luck too.

Rin touched his shoulder. "There's no need for that. My father had me implanted with an IUD when I started my cycle. He intends to keep me barren until after I marry. I am a virgin, so I carry no disease. Please, let's finish what we started, Miroku." What a responsible parent this Mr. Taisho was. Miroku thought he'd send him a lovely letter after Rin returned to him.

"You're absolutely certain you want to give yourself to me so freely, my little Rin?" He wanted to be absolutely sure this is what she wanted before he executed anything.

"I can think of no one else I'd rather be ravaged by." Her brown eyes were calm and she spoke clear headedly. He continued to look at her with a sort of awe and reservation… "Miroku… Please, I want you so badly…"

Rin found herself suddenly pressed deep into the sateen duvet that covered Miroku and Sango's bed, completely covered by his hard lean body. His mouth was everywhere, licking and nipping, kissing and tasting her body. She sighed as one of his dexterous hands found its way to her small breast, rubbing and softly squeezing as he inched his body lower, trailing his sweet wet caresses down to the neglected tit, teasing the nipple there to stand at attention and then taunting it further with the warm tip of his tongue. Rin's logical side cried out that this was incredibly wrong and inappropriate, could almost hear her father's emotionless voice berating her into guilt. But the side she was now used to feeling, the one where she followed her heart occasionally, said this was exactly what she needed, and exactly who she needed it from, and damn everyone else in the world if they didn't understand, her father included. She arched her back, thrusting more of herself into his mouth, and they both elicited a moan of complete pleasure.

"Gods, your skin is so soft, so sweet tasting," he said as he reversed his attentions to her breasts. Miroku's erection was pressing hard into her inner thigh. As he was paying homage to her immaculate chest, Rin slid her hand down to touch what was trying to burrow into her leg, and Miroku gasped as her petite fingers wrapped themselves around his thickness and gently rubbed and pulled at him. He groaned on top of her areola, slid his hands around her sides and down to her ass, squeezing her cheeks tightly as he thrust himself into her hand. "I need to be inside you, little girl. I need to feel you wrapped tight around me…"

She let out a shuddered breath as his mouth climbed back from her chest, inched its way closer to her swollen lips and delved deep once more. Miroku's mouth tasted of the hot chocolate she'd made especially for him. The desperation between them seemed to be growing exponentially, the lust they felt for each other nearly palpable in the quiet of his bedroom. Rin curled her arms under his and grabbed his shoulders as she angled her hips to grind deliciously against his cock that now laid between her stomach and his, not sure if what she was doing was right, but it felt right. "Then come on and love me!" she gasped.

Without any further comment on it, Miroku adjusted himself between her perfect thighs, guided his purple head into her opening, and then slid home in a single painful stroke, wedged tightly in her heated sheath. "Omifuckingod, I forgot how fuckin' good this was…" he said, referring to his love for tight pussy. All of his girlfriends over the years he wasn't faithful to his wife had been virgins or near virgins, and there was nothing better than a snappin' tight cunt. It was part of the reason he cheated in the first place. Sango was the best wife he could ever hope to have, a wonderful mother and patient as the day was long with him and his sexual adventures with other women, at least for a while anyway. But she was so stretched in her female place that he'd gone to strictly using her other opening for a long time, and now even that was getting loose as often as he abused his privileges there. Middle-aged or not, Miroku was still as hopped up on testosterone as he had been as a teenager. The gift of Rin was almost more than he could handle, undoubtedly the single tightest girl he'd ever had, and that was saying something as he estimated his count of females at over one hundred and ten. Not only was his conquest of Rin noteworthy for her vaginal quality, this night marked the first night he'd cheated on his wife in nine years, four months and thirteen days. Just like an ex-alcoholic, he could just about tell you the minute he decided enough was enough. Now he'd broken his sobriety, but goddamn what a wonderful way to do so.

"Rin, you're so fucking tight… Soooo fucking good and tight, baby." He began to slowly move inside of her, feeling her natural slickness begin to come down as his swollen head swept over her g-spot over and over again. "Is it alright if I fuck the shit out of you little girl? Can I pound your tight little pussy till I blow my load inside of you?" He panted as he waited for an answer.

"Uhhh, Miroku I don't understand what you said… I don't know those words… but you feel sooo goooood…"

"I'm gonna teach you to fuck in English, just repeat after me," he slowed a little so she could concentrate. "Say my name Rin."

"Miroku," she breathed, upset that he'd nearly stopped within her.

"Say 'Fuck my pussy, Miroku.'" Yes, Rin, SAY IT! he thought.

"Fuck my pussy, Miroku," she whined. He groaned and he slid himself a little faster inside of her. "Oh, that's what you're doing." she gasped.

"Oh yeah little girl, and I'm gonna fuck you good too." He gave a sort of growl as he dug in and pumped into her harder, giving his ears a healthy moan to delight over. "You like that, Rin? You want more?"

"Yes, Miroku! Uhhhhh! I want more!" she squealed under him. "Can you go… deeper?"

"Ahh, you want 'deeper', eh? I'll give ya deeper." He pulled out of her and got on his knees. "Get on all fours, little girl. I'll give you deeper… you'll be able to feel me in your throat in a minute."

Rin was blushing from her face to her breasts, across her shoulders and nearly down her back. He spoke so dirty, so lustfully, but it made her feel so beautiful. It made her feel beautiful and strong in a way she'd never felt before, a way that would cause her stiff father to keel over from a heart attack if he knew just what she was doing this very minute. The thought of him wearing a shocked expression on his face nearly made her laugh. But she couldn't concern herself with that white haired old man. Miroku was waiting on her to bend over.

Miroku was gaping at her naked form as she rolled to her knees. His heart felt like it was going to hammer out of his chest at the sight of that oh-so-perfect ass spread wide open, begging to be filled by his throbbing cock. He couldn't resist the urge to taste her, and she squeaked when she felt his soft wet tongue licking and tasting the pinkness of her female flesh. She gradually fell to her chest and he licked her from top to bottom, sweeping over her puckered hole in the back as well, so glad that she'd thought to wash herself before daring to put the sexy little lace night gown on. Rin heard him spit, and then felt the warmth of his saliva rolling down the crack of her ass and then felt Miroku gently slide a finger into her rear entrance, and she gave a gasp of panic.

"Shh, trust me, you'll like it." He probed her slowly, working only his middle finger in her, disregarding the gleam of his wedding band in the low light. When he felt her start to relax, he slid his twitching and leaking manhood back into that strangulating channel, hissing in absolute pleasure as she keened with his entrance. Rin instinctively pushed back into him, and soon he was balls deep in her and had his entire finger sunk in up to his knuckle.

"Miroku you feel so good inside of me!" she squealed out in a high pitch voice. "Even in my butt you feel good…"
"Are you ready to cum for me princess?" he asked her huskily as he began to move himself inside her, making his finger and dick move in the same rhythm as he kept his other hand firmly at her curving hip.

"I don't know what ' cum ' means, what is that word?" Rin was keeping time with him, impaling herself on his spike as he moved to stab her with it. With a smirk, Miroku leaned close to her, wrapped his free hand under her and stroked her swollen clit in time with the finger in her ass, speeding his pace with her until she was moaning in short and quick breaths, then her walls first clenched, then rippled all around him. Rin cried out and her body trembled under him as he whispered in her ear, "That's what 'cum' means. And you just 'came', all over my fat cock."

"I think I like to cum, Miroku… especially if you make me do it." Rin was completely overwhelmed with this newest sensation of being so deeply satisfied. Not even when she loved herself had she ever 'cum' so hard. Suddenly she remembered that he had not had his orgasm yet, and she started begging him, "Please Miroku, fuck me until you cum. Make me feel good deep inside again! Cum inside me!" She hoped she was using these new words in the correct way… They felt so raunchy in her mouth, but they made her want him all the more.

"Oh Gods little girl… I never thought you'd ask." He kept himself exactly as he was, left his finger inside of her tight asshole, left his still dripping member inside her now squeezing split, kept his other hand firmly on her pink pearl, and pistoned inside of her with reckless abandon, going deep and fast. She was lost to her pleasure, unable to keep his fast pace, reduced to multiple orgasms as he raced to empty himself inside of this girl from the other side of the world.

"Ugnn, Rinnnn…. I'm gonna cum baby, I'm gonna fill you with my hot sticky cum…" Just as he shouted her name with his release, just as she shuddered around his rock hard body with yet another convulsion, his cell phone rang. He saw the number and knew it was InuYasha, and he smiled as he flipped the phone open.

"Uhhhh, Rin, tell me how good it feels, baby! Scream out for me!" he said as he held the phone towards her, all while still pumping her womb full of his seed.

"Gods, Miroku, please, I need more, I need more, gimme more, pleeeeeaseeee…" she moaned in her thick accent.

He brought the phone back to his ear. "I'm a little busy friend, are you on your way back?"

InuYasha was laughing, a low amused sound. "I still expect a detailed report. You have to tell me everything!"

"Hang on a sec, I owe my little girl a kiss for her spectacular performance." He pulled out of her, then bent and gave a sloppy wet kiss to her pussy, slurping their combined essence from her dripping hole. He smacked her ass gently as she laid over on her back, smiling at him with sleepy eyes. "Go take a shower and get some normal pajamas on. And don't come out until after Sango gets back." Miroku helped her to her feet and then kissed her on the mouth. "Go on, it's after nine. I'm sure she'll be back soon." She gathered her lingerie and left Miroku to watch her ass jiggle as she walked to the bathroom and shut the door.

He heard InuYasha calling his name, suddenly remembering he was on the phone. Miroku raised the Blackberry slowly to his ear and felt lost in a daze. "Gods, InuYasha," he said as he felt a blush of his own creep over his face. "I think I'm in love."