I Saw Myself Riding Santa Claws | By : InuHanyouNikkie Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 4546 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I Saw Myself Riding Santa Claus
By Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Title: I Saw Myself Riding Santa Claus
Author: Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Character(s): InuYasha/Kagome
Genre: Canon, PWP,
Word Count: 915
Summary: Santa makes a special delivery and Kagome gets a big present
Warning(s): Props
A/N: My entry for the LJ Community Inumadmusings Holiday Hijinxs prompt. And sorry about the Capital letters in disclaimer.... it seems some can't 'read' it fully and accuse me of not following TOS. I hope I have it clear enough now for them to read it.
Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi, Shounen Sunday, VIZ. I am only using them for pure entertainment value only.
I Saw Myself Riding Santa Claus
I always loved Christmas, the brilliant colours, the jolly man who shakes when he laughs, the snowfalls, hot chocolate with marshmallows, making snowmen and having snowball fights. I also love very much to give. It’s the one time when I can give as much as I like and no one complains about it. . . much.
However, this year,. . . THIS year, is the best. . .
This year however, I was the one who got the greatest of all presents.
How he figured out about Santa Claus; I’ll never know but the gift he gave me was more than worth it.
I had been curious, as winter started, and as to why my mother installed a large full-length mirror in my room right across from my bed on the wall. It could allow two-and-a-half people to stand side-by-side easily with room. It was very useful as I could see my outfits. . . or stealing glances of my beloved sexy Inu hanyou as he watched me while I did my homework. The unconscious graceful way he moved and poised. . . could put any feline to shame!
I had spent many hours and more on my most favourite secret subject: studying InuYasha.
I was jerked back to the present by an exceptionally hard thrust into my dripping pussy causing me to moan out a low wail. . . a plea for more, a cry for forgiveness. His so-hard cock pressed my G-Spot with its silent punishing demand that I pay attention to my Santa, and to what our sweat glistening bodies were doing before the mirror.
My Master.
InuYasha.
I had let my eyes move off the image before me.
I had let my mind wander away for the briefest of moments. . .
I broke one of his Rules: to Never take my eyes of our connecting bodies in the mirror.
The sight of myself as I rode hard and fast my red-suited, silver-haired, extremely Masculine Santa’s long, thick, rigid length. Oh, the vision of my breasts bouncing and making circles as each harsh invasion that entered into my body and sent tsunami-sized waves of pleasure throughout my very core making me wetter.
The sight of his impressive sword spreading apart the lips of my pussy. The soaked outer lips with the dew drops of my honey that sparkled like tiny diamonds among the black night of my pubic hairs and the hypnotic vision of his glistening-surging, silver-furred based cock disappearing. . . reappearing. . . disappearing. . . reappearing. . . as he slammed into my pussy repeatedly.
The erotic sight of my kneeling legs parted while I straddled his narrow waist of my beloved Master. How I was striped bare before him in this position as I straddle his much larger frame. The way I felt him completely dominating my body with every thrust and how I willingly bent to his desires.
The sight of his powerful, claw adorned hands which gripped tightly about my waist helping me remain steady as I moved my body desperately up and down. The hot commanding flesh within my body spurning onward to break past my limits. These same hands also yanked me back down at the height of my rises off his cock, serving to drive me down harder upon the drilling cock as his hips lifted off the floor to drive himself deeper into my center as if trying to reach my very soul.
The sight of the red clothing which were messily piled around his knees and elbows. My own clothes lay about us on the floor in shreds and scraps of material. No longer recognizable as clothes while the largest scraps good only for cleaning rags.
See the straining muscles in his thighs and biceps; and the way his abs rippled as he lunged deeply into me using all his inhuman strength all reflected back to me in the mirror image.
Oh and for me to see the effects of my clenching inner walls gripping his drilling cock upon his face.
I watched as his eyes tightly shut. I see his teeth clenched tight - fangs bared in his stubborn determination not to let the arousing torment get the better of him only to fall open moments later. His mouth gaping apart, letting gasps and grunts escape his beautiful sensual lips. I watch as his beautiful, sun-kissed eyes rolling up into his head due to the intensity of the delicious friction of our primal fucking.
The sight of my own hand travelling from its death grip on one of his arms to reach between my legs and rub furiously at the rock-hard raised bump that was my blood engorged clit. While my other hand tightened its grip on his arm to compensate the loss.
He was right.
Once I got over my initial shyness, looking into the mirror at myself and my Master, ‘Santa’, was so incredibly erotic. It took this moment to even greater heights.
We wound the coil up tighter and tighter as we moved urgently, savagely, towards that elusive treasure of orgasm.
And finally the coil snapped in half sending the parts deep into our sexes to radiate outwards. . . finally reaching our vocal chords and drawing such a violent screaming of each other’s name as never heard on the battle fields. . . . I felt my liquid honey flowing out of me and his hot cream that was erupting steadily into my eager womb filling me to overflowing.
“INNNNUUUYAAAAAAASSSHHAAAAAAAAA!!!!”
“KAAAAGGGOOOOOOOOOMMMMMEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”
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