Three Is Never A Crowd by Beautiful Silent Death

Three Is Never A Crowd

Three Is Never A Crowd

By Silent Death

A.N. Unlike Rin, I give no warning. You know my work by now. I am sticking to AU (Alternate Universe) I am a disgrace to canon. I will leave that to Rin. LOL Now, another thing. I wish I could put out One-shots as fast as my partner-in-crime, but I cant. So I will put some out as soon as possible. The weekends. Remember, I am a single mom, work full time, and go to college full time. Onward! To my next one-shot.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, don't make money off of them either. I just like to pet the males. *Pets Sesshoumaru on the head* "Such a good boy..."

I said ya shouldn't have worn that dress

Stone Temple Pilots, Sex Type Thing

Summary: Kagome is playing 'Dress-up with her boyfriend. She gets a pleasant surprise when a friend is there to join in the fun....

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Kagome fastened her raven ponytail in place while studying her curvy shape in the full length mirror. A wicked smile etched its way onto her pretty face. The schoolgirl outfit looked fantastic. The green skirt barely covered her black lacy panties. There will be no bending over for her; Not if she wanted to show off her womanly goods. The white button-down blouse stretched tight over her full rounded breasts. The sheer fabric did little to cover her black matching lace bra. Kagome latched the buttons on her cuff, her Professor disliked messy appearances. If one thing Kagome could say about her boyfriend, it would be he loved to role play.

'Now for the makeup.' Kagome strode forward with an added sway to her curvy hips. She felt sexy and allowed it to show by strutting. Kagome left the room, her destination being the bathroom. She stepped off the carpet of the hall onto the cool ceramic tiles, signifying her arrival to the powder room. She opened up a pink makeup case on the small countertop and looked at her supply of colorful face paint. After picking up a few, frowning and putting it back, Kagome finally settled on a pearly-pink lipstick. It added shine and accented her full lips. She then applied a small amount of matching eye shadow to her lower eyelid. The finished affect came in the form of black mascara, highlighting her brilliant blue orbs. 'Perfect.'

She made her way back to the bedroom, stopping by her closet. Kagome felt a naughty giggle escape her slender throat when she pulled out her knee-length, lace-up black leather boots. The heels were a good three inches high, giving her the much needed height for her later activities. Being only five foot, two inches put on a damper when Sesshoumaru stood at a good six foot, four inches. Putting the foot apparel on was always a daunting task, but she wont be removing them tonight, not until much later. Her boyfriend always had a thing for shoes.

Kagome was finally finished. Giving herself one last look-over in the mirror, she exited her room and made her way to the front door. Before opening the wooden fixture, she put on her knee-length black coat and grabbed up a bright lemon colored backpack, full of college textbooks. Making sure she had her keys, Kagome left her small apartment.

She didn't have far to go, so Kagome walked to her Professor's house. No need to waist gas by driving there. Her heels softly clicked as she strolled down the cement sidewalk. No one was out at this time of the evening. It provided for a quiet atmosphere. The sun was setting, giving her a beautiful display of deep pinks and soft purples lining the darkening sky. 'I'm late,' she frowned. It quickly turned into a mischievous smirk. Kagome liked the thought of her Professor disciplining her for being tardy.

Seven minutes later, Kagome arrived at her destination. She approached the small savanna colored brick house and knocked on the deep red door. She didn't have to wait long of a reply.

"Enter." Came the low smooth voice from inside.

Kagome wrapped small delicate fingers around the cool metal knob and opened the door. It was darker on the inside than out, and her eyes needed time to adjust to the difference. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her. Once fully inside the small foyer, Kagome shrugged her shoulder containing the yellow bag and slid it to the tiled flooring. She removed her coat and hung it on an awaiting metal hook. Making sure her back was turned to where she knew her Professor would be, she bent over to retrieve a couple of books from her bag, giving a lovely view of her lacy clad backside.

"Your late." The same voice rang out. "You know I don't tolerate tardiness."

Kagome, still bent over, mocked a pout and wiggled her ass. "I'm sorry, Professor Sesshoumaru, it wont happen again."

Sesshoumaru leaned back on the couch. Comfortably wearing a pair of kakis and a white tee-shirt. He lifted an elegant brow at the wiggling rear. She wore his favorite lace underwear. The lace panties were see threw, showing off her rounded and shapely cheeks. Kagome had to have the nicest backside he had ever seen. Just feasting in the sight made his groin twitch in eagerness. "Be sure it wont."

Kagome straightened up and pivoted in her heel, facing him for the first time. That was when she noticed Sesshoumaru wasn't alone. "Oh!" Kagome started. She wasn't expecting the extra guest, but kept the act going. "Who are you?"

Sesshoumaru spoke up for his friend, "Kagome, this is Miroku. He will be....assisting me this evening."

"Hello Miroku." Kagome greeted with a sway of her rounded hip. She flopped her ponytail over to one side to give an affect of innocence, but still sensual, look.

"Hello Kagome." Miroku replied in a low husky voice. He was wearing a pair of faded jeans with a tight black shirt.

Kagome forcefully kept her face trained in place. She had to keep her act up. It was hard when Miroku came to 'play' with them. She felt lavender and intense golden eyes take in her scantily clad body. They both lingered on her lace-up boots. Kagome was gifted with shapely legs, making the said boots look good.

"Come and sit with us, Kagome." Sesshoumaru suggested.

"Yes Professor Sesshoumaru." Kagome moved around the dark oak coffee table until she stopped in front of Sesshoumaru. "Professor, where am I to sit?"

Both men kept a straight face. It was easy for Sesshoumaru; the man always kept you guessing on what ran through his mind. Miroku was another story. His eyes shined with lust and his lips would twitch upward every now and then. "It appears you will have to sit on my lap." Sesshoumaru emphasized with a pat on one of his relaxed thighs.

Kagome grinned wildly and turned to place her books on the low table. While sitting them down, she purposely bent far forward, giving the men a closer view of her ass. Kagome had to stifle the giggle threatening to spill out when she heard a quiet moan in Miroku's direction. Not quite straightening back up, Kagome leaned back in Sesshoumaru's lap, wiggling her rear onto his quickly hardening length until her cheeks snuggly rested around him.

Sesshoumaru gritted his teeth at her firm feel. He had to fight of the temptation of placing his large hands on her slender hips and thrusting himself into her. His time will come. He was finally allowed some relaxation when she stopped wiggling, but that was only a short lived. Kagome started wiggling again.

"Professor," she playfully whined, "I cant get comfortable."

A lustful grin split through Sesshoumaru's stoic façade. "Than perhaps we shall assist you in that problem."

Miroku nodded at Sesshoumaru, indicated he was getting up to approach Kagome. He rose from the couch, letting his baggy jeans rest low on his narrow hips. As he closed the short distance between them, Miroku freed his upper body of his tee-shirt, carelessly tossing the fabric to the floor. He pulled loose his rattail, liberating his coal colored hair to frame his handsome face. He stepped in front of Kagome, giving her a full view of his toned torso. Soon he felt her small digits caress his pecks and nicely formed abs.

Kagome could feel her mouth watering as she gazed upon Miroku's luscious chest. She traced his muscles, admiring the natural beauty standing in front of her. Kagome leaned forward and slipped her small pink tongue from her parted lips, tracing his navel. She felt delighted when he sighed and a noticeable shutter raged through his body. She then lowered her head, rubbing a soft cheek against his throbbing cock, the denim fabric brushing her skin. Kagome turned her mouth to the pants clad tip, breathing hot air on it, knowing Miroku would feel it through the thick fabric.

Sesshoumaru reached up and pulled the clip out of Kagome's hair, freeing her inky locks to fall gracefully down her back. He then brought his hands down to the curve of her waist and finally granted his own aching cock some relief by pressing up into her steadily heating core. He enjoyed the show of Kagome rubbing her face wantonly against Miroku's pants clad erection. He leaned forward and traced his fingers up her velvety inner thigh until he reached the lacy undergarments. He pushed aside the panties finding her hot nether lips. Sesshoumaru got a nice surprise.

"Why Kagome," he breathed against her ear, causing her to tremble in delight, "you completely shaved for us."

Kagome let a smirk spread on her face as she ran her delicate fingers down to the zipper on Miroku's jeans. She never shaved herself completely, only her bikini line. She knew Sesshoumaru would appreciate the small offering of easier oral pleasure. "Yes, Professor. I wanted to be smooth for you."

Kagome groaned when Sesshoumaru slipped his fingers between her lips, going straight for her sexual pearl. He started out slow, making small traces around her nub. Sesshoumaru always enjoyed feeling the gradual process of making it engorge. Kagome's clit was always a little bigger, making it easier to suck. He watched as she opened Miroku's fly and pull his erect member out. It delighted Sesshoumaru as he watched his girlfriend run the tip of her little tongue over his mushroomed head. Pre-cum eased out only to be eagerly lapped up.

Miroku felt small electrical currents of intense pleasure every time her tongue brushed against his tip. He ran his fingers through the black silk of her hair, enjoying the feel if it as the fine strands slide between his fingers. On the second pass, Miroku grabbed a good hand full. "Take it into your mouth," he lustily breathed out. To show his want, Miroku pushed lightly on the back of her head. Kagome gave into his soft demand and stopped teasing him. She let her lips stretch over his length until his nicely sized dick seated itself halfway into her mouth. She brought her head back and pushed forward again, this time taking more of him in. Miroku unconsciously tightened his fingers in her hair, showing his approval of her oral ministrations.

Sesshoumaru ached painfully when witnessing, up close, Kagome take his friend into her mouth. He could hear Miroku's breathing pick up as his hand started helping with the bobbing motion. Sesshoumaru couldn't help but move his fingers from Kagome's clit, to her warm, tight opening. He never gave her the one finger treatment, no, Kagome liked it hard and fast. He shoved three fingers up into the warm cavern and pumped while he took his other hand and ripped down the front of her blouse. Buttons popped and could be heard as it fell to the floor, bouncing upon impact. Kagome moaned at the rough handling of her person and show it with a loud moan. The vibrations must have been nice, Miroku followed the vocal sound with a shaky one of his own.

"F...uck...Ka..gome," Miroku panted out. He shut his eyes in ecstasy. Miroku knew he were nearing and didn't want to cum yet. "Stop," he ordered, pulling her mouth away from his pulsing member with a small suction sound, "I don't want that yet."

Kagome sighed, part from Miroku taking her sexual treat away and part finger-fucking she was receiving from her horny boyfriend. She could feel Sesshoumaru take one hand and grab a good handful of breast. He tightened his hold on Kagome and pulled her flush against him. "Mmm...Please, more...," she breathed.

Sesshoumaru smiled and pressed his erection up into her backside hard. They needed more room. "Miroku," looking at his friend, "my room."

Miroku released her inky hair, "Sure thing."

He stepped back as Sesshoumaru lifted the petit female in his arms. Her blouse had met an unfortunate end by her boyfriend's eagerness. On the way down the short hall, he heard a loud rip. A green skimpy skirt fluttered to the ground as they continued on to their destination. "Well, so much for Kagome stripping for us." Miroku heard Sesshoumaru let loose something a kindle to a growl and couldn't help but chuckle.

Sesshoumaru stepped into his room and made a beeline for his bed. The king size bed would hold all three of them easily. He dropped Kagome on the bouncy surface and ripped the last of her shirt off. Sesshoumaru never cared about destroying her dress up clothes. He bought them all at Love Stuff anyway. All he had to do is go down there and purchase some more. He loved that store.

Kagome gasped at her boyfriend's needful roughness. She couldn't help but feel proud that she opened his more wild side. For anyone to meet him, they would say Sesshoumaru was as stiff as a board. She knew different. The man had a wildness to him. Kagome knew first hand he could be a nymphomaniac. She let out a lusty moan as he attacked her laced breasts. Sesshoumaru took one into his mouth, dampening the fabric, while he nipped at her nipple. He took her small wrists into his large hands, pulling them well above her head. Sesshoumaru broke away from his ravaging and looked up at her with a lusty gaze. Kagome knew that look. It promised a good fucking. Well, no oral pleasure for right now. He seemed too eager for other things.

With out looking away, Sesshoumaru spoke to Miroku. "Take her bra and panties off."

Miroku all too happily obeyed. With a noticeably practiced skill, he undid her bra with one hand and let a wicked grin work its way across his face, enjoying the bounce of her perfect tits. He slid down her lacy garment, being mindful of the long heels. Miroku watched as Sesshoumaru went back to mauling her nipples as Kagome ached into his mouth. Miroku discarded his jeans. He moved around to the headboard, leaning back against it, while taking one hand and putting it on his still raging staff. Miroku rubbed the engorged cock as he watched their act being played on. He never handled his women like Sesshoumaru. The man just released the beast as he had his way. They never had a complaint though. Kagome is the first woman he took as a girlfriend, but he could see why, she kept up with his wild ways.

Sesshoumaru lifted his golden eyes and pinned Miroku with an intense gaze. His friend was obviously liking what was going on. But he couldn't let Miroku sit it out alone. He rose up and let go of Kagome's wrists, moving them down to wrap them around her waist. "Move up." He simply ordered.

Kagome followed his gaze and instantly moved to Miroku. She was greeted with open arms as she settled herself on Miroku. She shuttered when Two of his fingers went straight for her dripping sheath. "You are nice and wet for me, Kagome." Miroku whispered to her, his warm breath fanning her lips with their nearness. Kagome closed the tiny distance and placed a hungry kiss upon his mouth. Her lips parted his and their tongues met in a lustful battle. His fingers left her core and he moved his mouth back, leaving her breathless from the kissing battle. Miroku brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting her nectar.

"You are divine, Kagome. Bear my children." Miroku joked with a lopsided grin.

"Oh shut up and fuck me," Kagome replied. She located his dick and sank her warmth around him, hearing the sharp intake of breath from her current fucking partner.

"Ah shit!" He gasped out, feeling Kagome's muscles constrict around his shaft as she started moving up and down on the hard pole.

Sesshoumaru felt a hungry smirk appear on his face. He watched as Kagome rode Miroku like there was no tomorrow. Pulling his clothing off in record time, he kneeled beside Kagome and ran a hand up the outside of her boot clad calf. Sesshoumaru fixed his gaze on her tits as they bounced from her movements. Kagome shifted her blue orbs to meet his and Sesshoumaru pulled her head to his in a rough kiss.

Miroku grabbed her hips and moved her faster. He had to close his eyes and concentrate on other less exciting things. His orgasm was too near for his liking. When he reopened his eyes, Miroku fixed his gaze on Sesshoumaru as he released Kagome's lips, leaving them swollen and red from his kiss. He noticed Sesshoumaru move to the bedside table and open the small shallow drawer. 'What is that man up to now?' His mental wandering was answered when he saw a bottle of warming KY jelly being removed. He let a throaty laugh leave his lips as Kagome continued to ride him.

"What is so....funny....Miroku?" Kagome questioned, just now starting to break a light sweat from her sexual workout.

Miroku leaned forward to capture her lips in another searing kiss. "You will see, my dear Kagome," he replied against her lips.

Sesshoumaru came behind Kagome and squirted some of the lubricant in the center of his palm. He gently applied it to his shaft, thoroughly covering his thick head. When he felt he lubricated himself well enough, Sesshoumaru placed his hand between her shoulders and gently pushed her forward, giving her time to balance herself so not to fall on Miroku.

"Stay still." He told her as he maneuvered himself to where he wouldn't put any weight on Miroku's legs. He placed the tip of his large dick at the entrance of her tight ringed anus. With a slow push, he broke through her resisting ring, not bothering to take it slow.

"NNNnnnn....," Kagome scrunched up her brows at the evasion. Sesshoumaru was much larger than Miroku and with the combined cocks, she felt like her lower region was splitting in two.

Miroku put his hands on her shoulders, helping her keep the small distance between the two. He could feel Sesshoumaru's large length rub up his own between the thin membrane separating the two cavities. The added presence made his end even tighter. A low groan slipped from his lips. What was tight already, became much more.

Sesshoumaru echoed Miroku's groan as he started a steady thrust into Kagome's lovely ass. "Fuck woman," He breathed out, his one arm sliding around her waist while the other braced the headboard to keep him from going forward as he increased his pace.

Kagome could feel a wicked orgasm coming when the two male bodies started to thrust into her. Her cries came soft, but escalated when Sesshoumaru and Miroku sandwiched her and quickened the pace. It felt so good and their sweat coated bodies rubbed sensually against her. Kagome's nails found a place to dig in when she grabbed onto Miroku's shoulders and she could feel Sesshoumaru's hand move up to one of her bobbing breasts, encasing it in a painful grasp. It felt delicious with the rising sea of pleasure consuming her body.

Sesshoumaru lowered his mouth near her ear, licking the outer shell in a teasing manner. "You like two cocks stuffing you, don't ya?" He breathed out. A smile creased his face as she nodded her agreement. "But you love my dick the most."

Kagome squeeze her eyes shut as the coil wound so tight, she thought herself to explode. "Yes Sesshoumaru...I love yours the most!"

Sesshoumaru chuckled as he looked Miroku in his lavender orbs. The two men were very close and both needed relief soon. Sesshoumaru turned his attention back to Kagome. "Then cum for me, bitch."

At those words, Kagome could take no more. Her dam broke, sending her over in a sea of ecstasy. "AAaaaa!" She cried out. Her walls clenched both men, causing them to join her in orgasm. Kagome could feel herself filling with their hot cum, making her feel even fuller than before.

Miroku slammed his lips into Kagome's as the force of his bliss subsided. He welcomed her small weight as she slumped forward on him, no longer aided by Sesshoumaru's strong arm. He could feel Kagome's hot breath panting on his neck as she fought for controlled breathing again. Miroku ran a soothing hand over her hair. Silently telling her he enjoyed the use of her wonderful body.

Sesshoumaru had to use both hands to support himself. If he didn't his weight would have been added to Kagome's exhausted body. He finally pulled out of her and lowered himself to the side of the two worn out bodies.

"Give her to me," Sesshoumaru panted. He needed to feel her small form next to his.

Miroku nodded and moved Kagome over to Sesshoumaru's side. He released his hold as the other man grabbed his lover up and melded her to his much larger form.

"I love you," Sesshoumaru breathed against her neck. The action caused small shivers to run down her spin.

"I love you too." Kagome sighed with a smile.

Kagome looked over at Miroku and ran a free hand down his bare shoulder. "Thank you."

Miroku laughter filled the spacious room. "No, my dear Kagome. Thank you."

Kagome giggled and pressed farther into Sesshoumaru's side. "I wish Sango could have been here. To bad she was sick."

Sesshoumaru nuzzled her neck. "She can join us the next time, my love."

Kagome grinned widely at the future promise of sexual conquest with her best friend. "That would be nice."

"Do you want me to remove your boots?" Miroku asked as he slung an arm over his eyes. Sex was always such an exhausting thing when it came to these two. He could use a few hours of sleep now.

"Mmm...later. I sleepy now." Kagome answered with a small yawn.

Sesshoumaru let his eyes drift shut. Nether of them bothered with the ruffled blankets. They were too hot for that. Later on, when Miroku went home, he would cover them. In the mean time, a nice nap was in order.

Fin

By the way, if you live near or in Birmingham, Alabama, Love Stuff is a sex shop. Really fun things are sold there. You should go visit. I in no way am southern. I am very proud to be a Damn Yankee. Just like living in the warmer areas.