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Chapter List
- 1-Inuyasha; Deleted Stories
- 2-Strange customs
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Inuyasha: Deleted Stories
Chapter 2

Yah’s all around. More Kagome centric, with regard to the sexing. Don’t worry, I’ll get around to some “normal’ perversion soon.

Enjoy.

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   “Should it be taking this long? Huh?” Inuyasha spat, as he paused and turned his nose to the air, sniffing.

    Not that he could smell a jewel shard.

    “I don’t know, it’s definitely-” she began, to which he huffed and folded his arms. It had been a long fruitless day traveling in a more-or-less straight line and seeming to make little progress towards the steady feeling in her head.

   Inuyasha was -although rather understandably- not pleased.

   “Definitely in this direction, but it doesn’t really seem to be getting any stronger or weaker…” She continued, braking her used bicycle in the loose dirt and steadying herself on one foot. After an entire day of rapid level peddling, her legs were growling as much as Inuyasha.

   “How far away is this thing then? We’re three forests and a river away from the village and I’m getting tired of you falling behind on that…thing.” He said, vinegar in his voice. He had a point too.

   Sigh.

“Maybe someone found it, and just happens to be traveling as fast as we are? I mean, merchants will probably stop and camp soon, or something, and we can catch up.” She re adjusted her back pack and rubbed away the newest hurt on her shoulder blades. The supplies weren’t getting any lighter.

“Or maybe it’s a demon hopped up on shikon-power having a run to the far coast?” He replied, this time more bitter then acrid.

   Once again, a point.

   “I’d sense a demon that strong before the shard, Inuyasha, besides, I think it’s either stopped or slowed to a crawl now and is definitely in this valley.” Kagome issued, he narrowed his eyes at her and half-shrugged. “You sure about that?”

   “As sure as I can be,” was condensed to “yes” in her head before she swung her leg over her bike.

   “Yes, I am, Now let me sit down for a few minutes and get a fix on it. Not all of us can leap whole villages and run for days, Inuyasha. I need a second!” She said, as she unlimbered her pack and walked her bike to a tree. She wasn’t as sure as she made it seem about being close to their shard, but the three mostly unbroken hours on a stiff bicycle seat was beginning to have “consequences” for choice parts of her lower body.

   Friction and cotton. Can’t live with ‘em…

“Humans are so weak sometimes. “ was all Inuyasha said, as he found a suitable tree just off the leafy forest path and dropped into a sitting position. His typical stance of crossed legs and arms and a faint scowl.

Awesome, she thought to herself, then likewise sat next to a waiting oak and closed her eyes, spreading her legs as covertly as possible to stem to ache seated between.

Now, the shard.

   After a swig of water and a snack, she closed her eyes and found the faint lavender light her target emitted, appearing as a distant candle in the dark behind her eyelids, it pulsed, then wavered and repeated. No stronger then she had felt and hour ago.

Curses. Then a little more colour bled into it, growing and pulsing larger and more definite. The side of her forehead closest to their heading tingled slightly…

“Inuyasha! I’ve got it!” She declared, and threw her knapsack back on.

    “`bout time!” he hopped to his feet . “Where?”

   “Down the path, about fifteen minutes!” she announced, to which he took off, barely minded that she struggled through aching joints to launch her ride after him.

“Wait up! INUYASHA!”

~*~*~*~*~*~

   Skidding to a mottled stop amongst flying gravel and pluming dust, Kagome panted her way up to Inuyasha, finally still after a three kilometer dash, and choked out a thanks to whatever cared to listen his her thighs didn’t explode.

   “I sai- huh, huh- said to…” she caught her breath and walked her bike up beside him. He rolled his eyes.

   Humans.

   He didn’t say that, but she tapped him in the shoulder with her knuckle just in case.

   “Is this the place?” He asked, arms re-crossed, as he gestured with a flick of his chin to a cluster of shacks down a draw and through a thicket, nestled into the rise of the next foothill. Rice fields and bamboo cutting huts could be seen up and down the river running through the hamlet, and an understated temple building was half-concealed behind cedars on the other side.

   There was that lavender light again. More faint and steady now…

   “Yes, on the far side, In that building on the far side.” She pointed, and without further word from her, Inuyasha began on his way. This time at a forgiving walk.

   “The locals probably put it in some shrine, I doubt a hanyou and a girl are going to get it painlessly now, if they don’t gang up and try to spear us first.” He quipped as began through the deserted rice fields. With the evening far from new, the villagers were probably enjoying dinner as they arrived. One less thing, she guessed.

   “If we explain the shard they found is part of a sacred relic, I’m sure they’ll at least hear us out. We can always try the “Miko apprentice and her bound demon” trick again.” Her bicycle tire caught in some mud and almost scraped her shin. the “painted cart” had caused some problems in the past, until she began explaining it as a “relic vessel”, such a thing usually deterred theft as well.

   Feudal bike thieves. Shudder.

   Bad dudes.

   “I ain’t your bound anything! Feh!”

     Typical.

     They managed to pass through the town with no conflict and only a few gazes, she guessed pilgrims were common, and when she noticed her skirt hem hung up on her seat, she fought a deep blush back by assuming it helped distract from the dog-demon heading towards the local temple. A trio of men chuckled as she passed. One winked.

There’s a bike thief.

   She gripped her handlebars tighter as she walked her ride up the final hill to the temple.

   A middle aged woman tending the gardens noticed them and hurried inside as they entered. She convinced Inuyasha to wait in the courtyard until someone presented themselves.

He shrugged. “It’s definitely here, right?” he asked, a little under his breath. Priestesses and other holy folk usually gave him a bad vibe. If only due to history.

   As he asked a sliding door opened and an elegant looking woman in hakama and a flowing purple kimono presented herself, a habit of cream concealed her hair, but left her strikingly clear face to make a serene expression. She bowed slightly and approached.

“Are you pilgrims, here to observe the summer blessing?” she queried, in a voice like a silver bell. Whenever the woman moved, a strangely invigorating sensation went down her spine. She hoped that meant she would be understanding when they asked for the jewel shard lying somewhere on the grounds.

“Uh, we actually seek a…relic! Which has been scattered across this region. We tracked a piece of it to your temple and must return it to our shrine in order to...uhh” Kagome started, as the Priestess held her in her gaze, completely unblinking.

“Yeah, yeah, can we just look around and get this thing, it’s taken us three days to track-” Inuyasha was for once stopped with a simple raised hand, as the woman again bowed.

   “Perhaps you wish to come inside and explain, evening is upon us and I do say the insects get worse at night.” She then turned and began towards the main door.

“Uhh…okay, then”

~*~*~*~*~

   “Well, I see how it would important to recover such a thing then, but I know of no new artifact this temple has received in quite a while.” Riiko-san replied, placing her teacup at her bent knees. Inuyasha had declined any of the priestesses’ wonderful drink, and she and Kagome had been discussing the jewels shards over it for the better part of a half hour.

   “If I might ask, what artifacts does this shrine look after? They’ve been known to seek out powerful items and attach to them without anyone knowing.” Kagome responded, trying to not let on her knees had joined the group of aching body parts begging her for a warm bath and a soft bed.

   “I see!” Riiko said, as she rose and issued that the two follow. “This Shrine is tasked with keeping the eight local icons and the idol of the whole mountain valley, Cishimaru-sama. And performing the daily sacraments of prayer for fertility in his name.” She stated, as she lead the pair to a viewing room with a gold tabernacle set on a high alter, and eight variously decorated wooden boxes on a shelf just below.

Somewhere in the back of her head, she felt a slight whirring feeling upon entering the room.

   “Inuyasha.” she said. He stood still and regarded the room.

   “Is something the matter?” Riiko asked, a slight look of concern across her face.

    “The jewel shard is somewhere in this room, probably among your icons or the idol.” Kagome stated. “May I get closer?”

   “Of course.” She replied, ushering her closer to the wall containing the shrine treasures.

    She concentrated and let the thin line of energy draw her towards the correct area, until her eyes sprang open and saw a small glimmer centered squarely on the golden idol container.

    “There!” she pointed, as Riiko placed her sleeve to her mouth and Inuyasha cracked a smirk.

   “Finally!”

    He briskly walked up the box and before Riiko could stop him, took the gilded double doors and tugged….only to pull against what seemed a solid mass.

   “Inuyasha-san!” she called out, for the first time at all sternly. “The Idol chamber cannot be opened aside from the time of offering!” At this she raised both her hands and appeared more nervous then angry.

    Kagome-too slow to stop him- smacked her face as he wrenched the golden box again, only to have a repeated failure. “D-damn thing’s stuck!” He declared.

   “As I have told you, the Idol will-” Riiko attempted to pacify him, to which Kagome held up a weary hand.

   “Excuse him, He’s a little…stubborn, when it comes to such things.” To that, Inuyasha huffed and crossed his arms, annoyed that a simple tabernacle had defeated him, regardless of its supposed importance.

    Kagome sighed and turned to Riiko.” So when exactly is the time of offering, Riiko-san? If it’s anytime soon, we can retrieve it then, if possible.” she even gave a little bow to the nun.

Of course, Riiko returned and then nodded, “I’m afraid that the idol is only seen during the climax of the late spring, which is, at least, eleven lunar cycles from now.”

    Kagome face faulted and Inuyasha -predictably- growled. Ten months?!

     “I’m sorry if this inconveniences you.” Riiko bowed again.

    “Isn’t there anything we can do to reveal the idol, like make a certain offering or pray or something? Even outside the spring?” Kagome pleaded, if Inuyasha didn’t hear something promising soon, he was liable to try breaking into the vessel in earnest…

    “Let me try the damn thing again!” Inuyasha bellowed, rolling up his sleeve, to which the nun gasped in shock.

    “W-well, actually…“she began, Inuyasha froze and Kagome took an inner breath of relief. Crisis postponed.

    “The Idol chamber is revealed once the eight icons have each had an individual offering made to them. In late spring, when the last offering is made, the idol is revealed to bless the valley for the coming year.” She nodded, as Inuyasha’s anger subsided.

    Kagome felt ecstatic that for once, a little ritual was all that a jewel shard required, not a fight, dirty clothes or getting soaked in various -and equally disgusting- demon juices. “And if we were to make an offering to all eight, the idol would unlock for us?” Kagome confirmed, her smile tough to suppress.

    Riiko nodded “I don’t see why not…but I warn you, I’ve never seen such a thing done, and if it were not to work…” her gaze fell on Inuyasha who, although not attempting to bash the thing into pieces, was smirking a little too much…

   “Fine, we honor these icons of yours, if the box opens, we snag the shard, if not, at least the thing might loosen a little!” he chuckled with bravado.

    Riiko said nothing to this last remark, but did narrow her eyes ever so slightly. She inwardly hoped Cishimaru-sama would prevent such a thing without causing damage to the shrine.

   “Alright then! What kind of offerings will we need for the icons Riiko-san?” Kagome asked, dropping to a formal kneel for posterity sake.

   “That may become clear in a moment…Kagome-san…”

    Riiko glided over to the cover boxes and removed the wooden slates sealing them from view. Each was approximately the same size, but all were decorated with different forms of tassels or script, all too ancient for Kagome to read.

But was Riiko…nervous, or something?

“The first Idol.” she declared, and opened the vessel to a waiting Kagome. Inuyasha snorted, then grew puzzled…

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

You’re fucking with me.

   The world was honestly fucking with her, or else was one big, elaborate joke.

   Right?

   Please?

   Kagome fought to compress her eyes back down from dinner plates to something useable.

    Inuyasha scoffed in his own amused way.

    Riiko seemed completely unaffected, save what was surely a look of guarded humor.

    She had removed the covering of the first box and exposed what was clearly an ornately sculpted penis.

    No, seriously.

    Wait…fuck, it’s a fertility shrine.

     Kagome smiled weakly to fight back the conviction the gods themselves wanted her sore between the legs.

     “Riiko-san, excuse me, but am I too…” she trailed off, hoping that the shape of this “icon” (and the other seven) was purely symbolic.

     “Each Icon is anointed on the designated festival day throughout the year, which, upon the eve of summer, reveals Cishimaru-sama’s idol.”

    She seemed so…nonchalant about it all.

     Wait…anoint?

     Oh, that’s just not fair.

Kagome almost sighed “And by anoint….you mean?”

    Inuyasha was strangely silent this whole time.

    Riiko, of course, bowed and answered “They are each anointed with the essence of a local maiden, and then placed into their appropriate position on the altar.”

    That’s what I thought you meant.

    Let’s get this over with then…

    Kagome tried not to look as despondent as she felt “May I *cough* begin then?”

     Inuyasha made a point of looking away from her. That meant he was either laughing or smiling like a great big dope.

     Or, y’know, both.

     “Kagome-san?” Riiko prompted her, gesturing towards the wooden phallus.

     “R-right then.” she rose, took the thing, and turned from the altar.

     “Riiko-san, is there any, er, particular place I have to be to-um- ‘perform’ this ritual?” Kagome asked, wondering if there was a, hopefully more isolated, room in the compound for the “maidens”.

    “I’m afraid that the ritual must be performed within the confines of the shrine, while I incant the appropriate sutras.”

    Great, so not only did she have to get herself off with a holy feudal sex toy, a nun of all people had to watch.

   She was ever so glad no demons were involved.

   Speaking of…

    “And, what about Inuyasha?” she pointed to the sitting Hanyou, for once almost inconspicuous.

   “He…he may stay, or leave. Should you want such a thing. Young couples often undergo the ritual together, to further consecrate their union.” Riiko had a strange way of making something typically taboo seem oddly clinical. She’d probably be a wonderful nurse or doctor in the modern era.

She sighed. Inuyasha had seen her screwing all manner of things so far, so a sacred “icon” was nothing. Plus he’d probably be in his “huffy” mood if he was made to wait outside.

    Again…she sighed. Whatever.

“That’s fine, if he’s quiet.” She said, with not a little malice towards the end.

    “Wonderful, now, if…” here was the first time she ever actually faltered “you…will, um, begin, in whatever way you wish.” Riiko regained her composure. “I will incant the sutras when the icon is properly anointed.” Her training as a nun was clearly taking over.

   “Right, then.” Kagome took a look at the thing, and hefted it in her hand. It had been exquisitely lacquered, even smooth, and about seven inches long. Her thumb felt along a series of ridges carved around the center, and then to the intriguingly detailed helmet.

    It was actually quite the work of sculpture, Kagome admitted, regardless if she was expected to cover it in fluid from her now-not-so-achy core or not.

    “If you are a little apprehensive Kagome-san, I may instruct you on how to properly perform.” Riiko added, as Kagome flopped down before the various boxes on the altar.

   “Don’t worry about it.” she replied, with as much humor as she could manage. “I’ve gone through a few similar rituals before.”

   Riiko tried not to grin.

    “Anytime you’re prepared, Kagome-san.” She placed her hands in a gesture of prayer and closed her eyes for a brief spell.

    Well then, just lie back and think of England.

    No, wait, it looks kind of like a cock.

    Throwing taboo to the wind, she finally lowered the icon under her skirt, and lifted it with the tip , exposing her pair of white cotton traveling panties. A few ginger strokes of the tool up and down her slit gave a good feel of how expertly crafted the icon was.

    This might not be so bad after all…she mused to herself. Pressing a little harder as she swirled the rounded head across her clit, she felt the familiar spinal rush of adrenaline course down her back. A few deft strokes later, and a moist sensation touched her inner labia.

    Feeling much better about the whole idea, she stroked faster and then, shutting out the fact a strange nun and Inuyasha were in the room, laid back from her kneeling position, swiveled her feet ahead and let her spare hand cup her lonely breasts.

“My!…” Riiko quietly remarked, with a finger to her lips. Most of the maidens took quite a while to even begin feeling pleasure from the icon.

    Inuyasha simply sat with a smirk plastered on his face. After Kagome was done warming up and the jewel shard was theirs, he and the stirring in his hakama were concocting a plan for the rest of the night.

   First letting the tip of the wooden toy under the waistband of her underwear, she tested the lacquered surface against her naked womanhood, and found the smooth, organic surface not at all uncomfortable. She actually grinned to herself when she quickly ceased stroking to slip both thumbs into the sides of her slightly moistened panties and slid down to her knees. She continued to palm her rising heat as she sat up, removed the cotton bikini’s and again kneeled, this time, with her skirt held under her forearm and the head of the icon riding just inside her lips.

    Sticky, clear fluid had already begun to wet the very head of the fake penis.

    “R-Riiko-san, how much must I actually anoint the, uh, icon?” With eight wooden cocks to go, she’d have to pace herself to get them all done. Even for her that was a whole lot of dick to think about in one night…

   If she was phased by the question, she hid it well. “Each is different, the first one must have sufficient essence placed within the grooves at the center. When they are filled, it is done.”

Perfect. The five shallow grooves she had been edging along her slit were all that stood between Kagome and the next “ritual”.

   Of course, no sense in not being adequately prepared for it, right?

   Kagome smiled inwardly, she was becoming quite partial to the texture of the thing and so planned to get a good long warm-up before she tackled the rest.

   Now that she’d lubed the tip enough, she positioned it for an easy entrance, reared up on her knees as she was, to direct any fluids squarely onto her new toy.

   Feeding first the intricate head, then the next inch, she skillfully pulsed the thing in and out of her slit. It was only just thicker than an inch and a half across so there was no chance Inuyasha would feel inadequate, but it was a lovely feeling to have something inside her that only moved at the speed she wanted and no faster.

     She even moaned a little.

   Taking her breast in one hand and easing the shaft forward and back the warm wooden idol felt rather comfortable within her. Testing herself with her fingers, she felt the tell-tale moisture starting to ooze past her lips and coat the holy toy.

   “It’s…not too bad…actually” she said to no one between light pants and sips of air.

   Touching herself a little deeper with each pulse, the grooves where soon nipping at the rim of her labia. With a rather sober presence of mind Kagome swung her lips into her thrusting and began thrusting into herself. The pleasure coiling and uncoiling hr toes begging more from the idol.

   “Geeze, Kagome…” Inuyasha’s dry voice wafted over her ears. She bit back any terse come-back. Gotta` concentrate….Concentrate.

   Her breathing caught as a jolt of wonder caught up her back and her inner muscles clenched on their own. The first idol was almost buried entirely in her when she came back from the pins and needles sensation.

   For the first time she heard the nun (and that was a weird thought with something jammed in her snatch) intoning a long and melodious sutra.

   Blushing, mostly from the realization she’d just jilled off in a shrine and enjoyed it, she removed the moist bit of sculpture and held it up. It was indeed well greased.

“Riiko-san..um..should I, or what do I do with…” She stuttured, as the holy woman simply smiled and gestured to the box it’d previously been in. She quickly walked over, placed the “freshly honored” idol-cock in it’s case and shut it. As she did so, a reddish haze surged softly at the seam where the lid held it, then subsided.

She hoped that meant this wasn’t literally dicking away the day.

“The next holy Idol, please!” Riiko announced, more forcefully than she had been before, as the blushing, and now panty-less girl opened the next chest.

What she pulled out was a slightly larger example of a carver’s take on the male penis, being about eight inch long and rather thicker than the last one. It was also wrapped in a rustic rope which the modern girl realized was made of reed straw. In fact, the whole things was covered in swirling low-relief images of grass and cattails, and the rather bulbous head was flecked with lines. It didn’t look…uninviting.

Kagome gulped, and then blushed. She was not looking forward to taking a feudal relic for a ride…right?

“Is it the same as the last one? For, um, anointing?” she asked. Rubbing herself softly, she slicked up a few fingers and lubed the new wooden cock for whatever entry it required.

“When the cord wrapped around the idol of high summer is anointed, the idol will be satisfied.” Riiko said reverently, “just enough to moisten it,” she continued, in a softer, almost playful tone.

Pushing the straw yarn to the base, she cleared her throat and cast a sideways glance to Inuyasha…who was behaving rather well through this. He was over by the far wall lying on his side, smiling like an idiot. His other hand was in his sleeve, though she suspected that was just a cover…

Again, she dpopped to her knees, and slickened the carver cock against her now fully warmed up core, since her inside where dripping a good flow of fluid (for what reasons she didn’t hazard to guess) she stuck the gnurled head right it, grunting at the rather wonderful feeling of cool, textured wood on sore inner walls. Again, her right hand kept the thing easing into and out of her, while her left kneaded her stiffening nipples. Her hips now jumped at the chance to sway and rock the toy into her.

Well, damn, she told herself…a sex ritual I actually enjoy!

The full feeling and the twitching pleasure the idol brought was soured though, just the tiniest bit, when she opened her eyes from a pre-climax lush to see a row of boxes, all filled with ancient dildos, still needing to see the inside of her cunt.

Sigh.

Well, best get to work! She declared in her head, and began hammering the Reed-cock along her walls, skillfully lubing the increasing amount of shaft inside her on the out-stroke with her other hand until all but the cord wrapped bottom third was almost glossy in Kagome’s honey. She then pulled the rope back up and swished them around the wet portion, and nodded when she saw the yarn was indeed “moistened”.

“Riiko?” she qued the nun, who was already chanting again, before she, without opening her eyes from prayer, gestured to her.

And again, Kagome replaced the holy stick closed the lid and say a faint glow, before moving on to the next one.

“Kagome, the next idol is a little…different.” The priestess instructed her, as her eyes opened wide at the third idol in the line. This one was curved dramatically, and styled to look like a leaping fish, complete with gill ridges along the sides and a leering fish head where the glans should be.”And...what is that?” she asked

“Once the gills have been…filled, you will have to place the fish idol between your breasts and clean them off again. To invigorate the fish run in early fall.” She even jostled her arms against her covered chest to demonstrate.

“Great, This one wants a titjob.”

Inuyasha chuckled at that one.

Not wasting time, Kagome got over it and slid her blouse over her head, turning away from Inuyasha and the priestess as she did. She might be willing to get off in plain view of them under her skirt, but damn if she was giving that smug ass a strip show.

Her bra was next, and rested on her shirt beside her. By now, she had climaxed a few times, and her pussy was almost

Sopping with her slightly milky cream, as such she ran the thing against her slit (delighting in the surprise ridges along the back) and screwed a few fingers up herself to let a flood of girl-cum drench her newest challenger.

The gills where drowned in the needed spunk after only a few experimental jabs into her, which made her almost mournful it was to be jammed between her tits. The Fish-cock was the best one yet!

“There we go…’ Kagome remarked holding up the half satisfied idol to a murmuring Riiko…who simply nodded. With a gusto she might have regretted in less…unusual places, the crescent dildo, was slipped in the valley of her lonely cleavage, her C-cups enveloping the wooden prick under her pressing hands and with a jiggle and sway, began wiping the newly wet gills of the fish dry. The head, ugly but…rather good on the g-spot peered out at her in a way that brought a chuckle to her lips.

“There!” Kagome announced, with the slick sheen of the fish-dick all but spread out over her breasts, something which she really should be more annoyed about…

“Good Job, Kagome-san…five more to go.” Riiko replied, reminding her that the slight ache of “entertaining” three different man-sized idols was starting to make her the least bit chafed, after a full day of bicycle riding.

She gave a more ragged sigh this time...and didn’t even bother throwing her shirt on, as the mid-point of the parade of wooden cock was removed from it’s case…

“Both ends must be anointed…to the inscribed line, Kagome-san” was all the seated priestess said, as Kagome’s face flushed white and her eyes widened… The fourth holy-dildo was not only a little more than a foot long, it also sported two heads, one at each side. The center portion was clearly a hand hold and was wrapped in cord, with two loops for the “offerings” to hold. The actual working bits where also spiraled and ridged like a rope’s twist.

“What the heck is up with this?” She asked, short on patience after having to deal with an honest-to-gods double dildo in ancient Japan. Riiko cleared her throat. “Well, you see, two maidens are selected to honor the rope-festival idol and anoint it…together.” She must have noted the girl’s dumbstruck expression, because she shifted and coughed “It…shouldn’t be a problem to do so alone, since they’re isn’t another here.” Her eyes actually drifted over to a desperately stifling Inuyasha, hand on face trying not to laugh out loud at the progressively more ridiculous vagina-idols Kagome had to deal with.

Kagome of course, sized the unlikely thing up again, then gave a long exhale.

Well, fuck.

Her knees were sore by this point, so she simply squatted down, giving Iuyahsa a good show of her lifting her skirt and preparing yet another fake dick to “honor” her “maidenhood”. She snorted softly at that. Pretty sure anyone who can lay every dick in a fertility shrine wasn’t a maiden, she mused.

The new position made her jewel tighter than before, combined with the rather *breathtaking* carving work, she was panting in record time at the feel of the slim, whirling wood easing apart her insides. True to form, she grabbed the loops and pulled firmly, crushing the rope-cock into herself down to the grip…and then an inch more. As worn as she was, her experiences in the feudal world had made the act of railing a simple dildo rather…quaint, when she got going.

The, most assuredly stiff, beast lurking in Inuyasha’s hakama could testify to that.

Starting a new sutra, Kagome popped the first side of the rope-idol out of herself, grabbing the floor as she did to steady the suddenly woozy room. It looked positively drenched in lady-liquid, so without so much as a snappy remark, she turned it round and crammed in the latter portion. As she did, she wished she hadn’t been so…eager with the first half, the hand-hold was now rather sticky.

Grunting beneath her breath and with a hand still balancing her, she looked almost bestial slamming the column of worked timber up her cunt. The skirt she still wore was doing a gradually poorer job of defending what little modestly she’d kept as shimmering cum began to coat her thighs. Damn, she roared to herself, I wonder if they make souvenirs ?

Flopping with little grace onto her rear, she pulled the now totally satisfied idol with a raunchy *SCHLUGH* from her cunt, and wearily started to stand. A whistle caught her ear, though she didn’t turn and stare down the culprit. Inuyasha had apparently enjoyed his show. Lucky guy.

And her with half the room to go.

Kagome shuffled and almost tripped this time, as the effort of a half dozen good orgasms was blunting her stride… “Do we…do we have to do all of this in one night?” She asked, wiping some sweat from her brow with the back of her hands. The only part not tacky with her own ejaculate. Riiko finished another rolling spell, then answered.

“I’m afraid so. You can certainly take a rest, but do be sure, the energy I feel welling up from your…*ahem* offerings will not last until the morning.”

Well…splendid.

Mechanically shutting the double-headed toy away, she reached for the next box. Only to be interrupted by the no longer chanting priestess. “Kagome-san, should you wish, the next two idols may be brought out together, their tribute coincide to the same festival and require…different offers of sustenance.” Riiko’s pause meant she’d picked her worlds carefully. That was never a good sign around sex toys. Never.

“Really? I guess, if it gets this over faster.” She replied, hefting open first the fifth box, then the sixth. In one, a pointed, conical piece seven inches long and rimmed just before the base lay, while in the other a slime, if meaty example carved to look vaguely like a cylindrical gourd, with many kinds of crop and animal relief gouged into it.

“And what’s the procedure for these?” she asked, the snark in her voice wearing closer to the surface. She had this uneasy feeling she knew why the fifth idol was pointed and rimmed, probably for easy insertion… into what she dreaded to find out.

“The fox idol, there,” and she pointed to the tapered cock, “is to be honored as per usual, while the harvest idol” here she gestured at the other, “is taken in your mouth, when you’ve tasted of the entire surface, it is done.” She paused again. “however…”

Kagome breathed easy, knowing that nothing was going up her already sore butt and resigned to know that she’d probably be tasting the mysterious residue of the last person to fuck the holy idols. Riiko continued “while the fox idol is inserted, you must be, er, active…dance even”, The woman seemed a tiny bit embarrassed, possibly for the first time.

Though, she had just instructed an all but naked teenage girl to dance while slurping on a carved cock with another jammed up her increasingly roomy twat.

Kagome lifted an eyebrow, then with remarkably little grumbling, began threading the idol, whose surface was actually in the likeness of a fox’s head, into her core. Bracing herself on the shelf of the altar (and boy was *that* weird) she then clenched down onto the detailed phallus and held it with two fingers, while she wet her lips and took the next object to get a shot of her bodily fluids.

   At least this one was happy with some oral, and not her cooch, she thought to herself. Maybe the next two would settle down after a sloppy hand job and a feel up her bra.

Kissing the stippled head of the sixth idol, she let her tongue swamp the thing in saliva, as the other intruder under her skirt pistoned on her fingers up against her cervix. It wasn’t all that bad at all, being as smooth as it was. The broad rim almost banged into her labia by the time she began sluicing the oral-idol into her mouth.

This particular one was eight full inches long, and actually a little thicker than most guys were, in her experience. It must take some of the local girls a little practice, Kagome thought, as her admittedly well-trained throat devoured the device with only a silent lunge of her gag-reflex.

Standing, hips propped against the idol-shelf and her tits bare to the audience of Inuyasha and a droning holy-woman, she looked quite a sight. Beneath her skirt, now wedged too high to hide her blushing cunt she was holding a toy inside herself, while swaying slightly for its benefit.

Her other hand was wrapped around an ornate dildo disappearing slowly, but surely into her hollowed cheeks. Her pink tongue was walking all over the object and strains of spit where tethering the portions she eased back out…to drive deeper past her lips.

“Wow…” came an impressed remark from Inuyasha’s corner.

Yeah…she reminded herself…this was kind of impressive. Entirely slutty and almost hilariously bold, but still. She screwed her eyes shut and with a mumbles cry stuck the entire sum of the sixth idol down her throat. A slight cough showered her hand in saliva as she counted one, two, three and pulled it out with relish. The other cock inside of her was just about satisfied as well.

It wasn’t alone. Kagome’s knees were jelly-soft by the time her thumb ran over her clit that last, much needed time, twitching closed her cunt and splattering the floor in a little rain of girl-jizz.

“Is...Is that okay? *pant*” Kagome desperately called, holding one sopping-wet phallus in her hands and keeping another dangling from her lower-lips.

“Yes,” Riiko’s sutras were becoming less even and temperate as a slight sheen of sweat colored her face. Maybe she was enjoying the show as well? “that will do quite nicely Kagome-san.” Another charm intoned and the nun relaxed her posture, even fanning herself once or twice. “I would advise you sit for a moment…”

“And rest.”

Not needing another invitation, She gladly collapsed in a heap, deep breathes exuding from her chest. “Whew! That was…intense!” she declared, some of her pep returning.

“I’ll say! That looked like one hell of a “dance”!” Inuyasha’s snide language rang out from the sidelines…She stuck her tongue out at him and furtively draped her blouse over her shoulders. “It was better without you muddling through it.” She shot back, to which Inuyasha straightened up and gave a loud “Hey!´

A few scant minutes of stretching her legs and laying flat, Riiko’s curt smile broke into a gentle reminder; ”Kagome-san…we must continue, if you can.” Kagome of course, nodded and went to the penultimate chest of goodies to slather in juice, cringing only a little at the possible surprise within.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Inuyasha chimed in, almost sounding concerned.

“I’ll have to be, Inu, now…” Kagome trailed off as she cocked an eyebrow at the latest creation…it was…oddly sha[ed.

“Well, it’s not like I can help out.” Inuyasha added, lazing to the side. Riiko, however, replied to his remark. “Actually, Inuyasha-san, you can help with this particular idol…” the pair looked back at her, then each other. Inuyasha’s face was not sure whether to be startled, aroused or scared.

“He can what?” Kagome inquired, as she hefted the rather bulky thing. Riiko continued, “This idol is anointed by a couple, with the maiden’s mate assisting byt…applying it, to her…” She cleared her throat again, as she did when doling out information that startled either of them, “gently, of course.”

Kagome wanted to slap herself, as Inuyasha looked to her with a puzzled expression, then he shrugged. She hung her head and sighed. “If you would, Inuyasha…” she droned, laying back against the way. Her blouse had slipped off again and no one seemed to care anymore.

“I mean, you two have…mated, yes?” Riiko asked, almost sounding like she’s made a dreadful error.

“Yes.” Was all the pair replied. Both with narrowed brows.

“Alright then…If you would…”

Inuyasha seemed honestly ginger about handling her, as he sat down on her right and threw an arm under her back. Kagome had spread her legs slightly, and arched her knees, while she did the initial work of lodging the newest dick-substitute in her honeyed vault. Inuyasha just watched, smirking slightly.

This idol was tapered heavily, and spiraled as well, not so long as rather thick, perhaps even more so than Inuyasha’s, with a wide base jutting out from it with further carvings along the side.

“So, how do I do this then?” the Hanyou called to the observing nun. “You must work it to the base portion, then cover it in your mate’s er, climax. Usually by twisting it.” The robed woman replied, as the pair exchanged a heated glance.

“If you breathe a single word of this…” she glowered, to which Inuyasha smirked, “who, me? Never, this is plenty…private for both of us.” By this point Kagome had started the impressive thing into her and hitched her breath on every now inch sliding into her. Inu had see plenty of things make their way up her pussy, but never anything holy…The stiff prick in his own pants he’d been idly stroking the entire time beneath his clothing was also making itself known…

“And…go!” She declared, as the base clapped against her juicy lips, and Inu’s hand took hold of the thing. “be..*oh!*..*OH*..gentle” she hissed, as he began turning and pulsing the toy crammed deep inside her. The noise and heady scents dripping off it made his blood run hot…

“Inuyasha…we will need the man’s…offering as well.” Riiko again added, to which the softly convulsing girl impaled on the timber-dick groaned. “Get it *right there* *OH!* out…”

Tittering slightly, and without stopping his ministrations on her crotch, he half-stood and shoved down his already loosened bottoms, Thirteen inch hard on craning out immediately, which she latched onto with a spare hand.”

Riiko put her hand to her mouth and let a soft “My…” escape, though her wide eyes were plain as day.

Again, Inuyasha grinned, and he began cranking the toy around like a safe dial. Kagome bucking at every little twitch.

“Not…N-not one…one word…Inu” she repeated, before seizing his cock hard and spitting in her free hand, then slathering his member and offering a rather aggressive two-fist handjob. Inuyasha responded by twisting and popping the idol with the force of a rhino, grabbing himself and jacking along with his free hand. He’s been cramped up in his hakama all day and *this* was going to feel good.

“The hollow on the base.” Riiko’s voice came over the coos and moans of the two. Inu saw the little bowl carved on the underside of the thing and roughly aimed at it, the spring cranked tight in his balls was not going to need much more to pop…

“Inu...I’m…cu-…cumming,OH *OH!!*” Kagome wailed, weary from the full-force job Inu was working on her snatch…damn if he wasn’t useful sometime.

“Ah..AHH!” was all Inuyasha managed as a pillar of frothy cum smacked Kagome on the stomach, then the half-demon rammed forward and held the cupped idol against his spasming knob, though the bowl portion ran over and flowed out twice as much as it could possibly hold…

The two than sat crumpled on the floor gasping…until Riiko’s strangely wavering voice rang out again. “That will…That will do very well indeed. The final idol is,” she paused there as Inuyasha helped a slumped over Kagome right herself. “the final Idol is just there, only to be anointed in the standard way.”

The priestess seemed a little worse for wear as well, as the very loud and “involved” seventh idol was dumped rather unceremoniously into its case. Enough ejaculate coating it to please even the most needy of spirit.

“Do I have to help?” Inuyasha asked, as Kagome barely managed to stand and claw open the last- thank the gods- chest of holy sex toys.

“It is however a little different from the others…” Riiko added, again, once kagome’s eyes nearly broke their sockets.

Fuck.

Fuuuuck.

“You. Are. Kidding me.” She stated, simply, as she dug the final cock from it’s notably larger bin. Notable because it was meant to contain the horse-sized schlong that now barely fit in her arms; an erect horse’s schlong, by the way.

Inuyasha guffawed, Kagome looked on the edge of a nervous breakdown and a murder suicide and Riiko…looked only slightly concerned.

“Kagome-san, you don’t have to- that is- it’s advised that you simply…er…” she paused and searched for just the right words; To convince this girl to pleasure a carving of an erect stallion’s naughty bits. Yes, that. “Ride it, between your legs. The slits along the top, are what the horse Idol requires.” She pointed out, and Kagome say, that it wasn’t actually meant to get stuck inside someone, though even then, it was more than intimidating…

“Am I needed for this part ,or?” Inuyasha trailed off. Riiko curtly bowed her head, “you may assist, should Kagome-san wish it.” To which Kagome, bone-tired and knocked for several consecutive loops, waved him off and stuck the thing through the backside of her thighs, with it’s flat tip standing out before her like some real, earthy brown penis.

“I’ve got this.” She wearily said, then pistoned the thing along the crease of her weeping, inflamed cunt. Just one…more, she chanted in her head. She had collapsed to her knees again, and was railing the offendingly large cock to and fro on stiff elbows and glassy eyes.

Inuyasha gave a “feh” and placed a hand on her shoulder, his slightly satisfied dick tucked back into his pants. He took the heavy base of the thing and –with surprising care, played it across her twitching pussy. She shuddered and grumbled a mixture of coos and sighs while she managed “not…a word.” And freely gave into the rapid tempo he took.

Damn it if she wasn’t going to die about to blow off another big O.

Faster and faster he jacked the knurled horse-cock along her slit, just as he reached past her waist and joined her clutching fingers in flicking her clit raw. A constant low, whine of pleasure slipped past her lips and then, like a plane-crash, she caught, gasped and grabbed his hand.

FUCK.

Actual FUCK.

Kagome didn’t so much cum as *howl* the last of her syrup-thick lady-spunk onto the shrine’s holy relic, now with all probability permanently stained with kagome’s blaring tribute.

And maybe even singed, from the death-grip she had on it.

Damn.

Of course, Kagome reminded herself, a solid dozen orgasms, eight different dicks, Inuyasha’s manly scent in her nose and…and that where enough for a day.

So she fell flat on her back, skirt bunched up like a belt, tits everywhere and hair a sticky tussle. Inuyasha (with a *big* smile, dumped the last phallus back in it’s home. And Riiko’s chant tapered off…

“Well…that happened…can you go get my heat packs?” she started, as Riiko then stood and walked to the tabernacle, this time pulsing with a rosy glow. Saying a few last words of praise, she unwound the tethers on the handles and split them with a practiced motion. Inside, a gilt statue of a rakish looking spirit had the definite light of a jewel shard, which rested right on its chest.

Inuyasha scampered over, and with his own roughish sneer, took the offending shard with his claws. “And there we go!” He declared, tucking the piece into his haori.

Kagome of course, felt a final lush of relief…then summarily let her head touch the floor.

“Heat packs…please…and water…” She trailed off. Inuyasha hopped to it with unusual purpose.

“Would you two wish to stay at the temple tonight? Dusk has already fallen, and you certainly could use the rest.” Riiko offered. The pair nodded.

“I’ll have a bath prepared for our young lady, would you help her?” she directed Inuyasha, now with the girl’s modern comforts tucked under his arm. Indeed, he brought her to her (shaky) feet and let Riiko shoulder the girl. Before making for the quarters attached to the shrine.

“Oh, and be a dear.” She said, as she nodded at a bucket and sponge just outside the holy place. “a quick scrub, if you would, we shall clean it late…”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Later, steeping in a hot bath, Kagome felt the bliss of relaxation. Riiko had set her to soak, before returning with clothes and sponges to wash. The priestess seemed remarkably comfortable with a naked woman, even after the events of the day. Kagome chalked it up to the woman’s clearly solid mind shrugging off bad foibles.

“So, tell me Kagome-san…how is a woman like you…so capable of such…feats?” she started, hesitantly.

Kagome let her head drift under the bath water…

“Long story…but mostly luck…Good or bad” she replied.

~*~*~*~*~

After Inuyasha had mopped up –and he couldn’t believe he had- the bulk of the pair’s mess, he retired to the courtyard, and then around he back to sit in a rather nice tree behind the living quarters, one of the windows smelled of a pleasant steam, and the days many frustrations melted along with it.

He could just hear Kagome and the Priestess chatting, interspersed by laughter and the odd gasp…. Clearly telling her life story.

Letting his tired mind carry him away, Inuyasha napped for a good hour.

When he awoke, the sky was properly dark, and the chatter had died down, a rustling of clothing and a sliding door meant someone had left the bath.

Stirring himself, Inuyasha reminded himself to chat with Kagome and remind her he was sleeping out back. With a groan, he fell gracefully from his perch and walked along the temple wall.

Rounding the corner though, he came upon a shuttered window cracked just slightly to enable him a view inside…

Within, The bath Kagome had been using was absent of her, but Riiko remained, still in her habit and white yukata. She murmured something to the departed Kagome, then, and Inuyasha watched closely, she doffed her head covering and dropped her robes to the floor.

His mouth almost gaped.

Her body was mature, silky smooth and curvy from head to toe, with her dark hair falling to her hips. She fussed around with her clothes, bending over in the process and giving him a fantastic view of hr inviting ass.

Forget Kagome, Inuyasha thought, as the anaconda in his trousers stirred, this can’t wait.

Standing again, the shapely woman then turned her wondrous rack to him, making his prick leap, and then step into the bathtub. A look of vexation dissolving off her face.

Inuyasha slid the thick foot long staff he carried out of his clothes, letting them slid down to his knees and softly jacked away his troubles.

Across the Priestess’ mouth and above her round and perky tits, a bemused smile crossed her lips…

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"isn't this one of those easy to read, easy to write anthology fics?"
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