Chapter One - The Gloryhole

Ino Yamanaka

"Finally! I'm back in the village!" The platinum blonde walked past the giant gates that lay open to the world. The breathed a breath of familiar air as she stepped foot in her home.

"You're not the only one that's happy too, Ino." The person who had responded was her sensei, Asuma Sarutobi, the son of the Third Hokage. Ino pouted.

"I know, Sensei. It's just that we were gone for three months. It's good to be back." Beside her stood her teammates Shikamaru Nara and Choji Akimichi. Shikamaru merely grunted in response as Choji kept eating away at his potato chips. 'I have to get away from them for a while,' Ino thought. Suddenly, an idea came to the girl. "Sensei?" She asked. Asuma barely looked in her direction as they continued to walk, his hand flicking his cigarette.

"Yes, Ino?"

"I'm feeling tired from the mission. Is it okay if we go tomorrow to hand in our mission report?" Ino's eyes gave off a puppy look that women always used to get what they want. When Asuma couldn't look away, he just gave a grunt.

"Fine. We'll do it tomorrow at midday, no later. After that, we'll go for some barbecue. My treat." Chouji cheered at the thought of having a barbecue while Shikamaru grunted in agreement, complaining about how troublesome women were. Ino cheered, glad to have had her way for once.

"Thanks, Asuma-Sensei. Bye!" Ino ran off full speed in the direction of her house.

"I thought she was tired?" Asuma asked no one.

Ino barged into her room, dropping all her ninja gear onto her bed. Her house was empty; her mother was running the flower shop and her father was out in a mission. Ino quickly grabbed a small pack and filled it with towels, makeup and an extra change of underwear.

"I think I'm all set," Ino said to herself. "Time to hit the hot springs!" She slowly walked out of her house, and after a brief farewell to her mom, Ino jumped up to the rooftops, and within ten minutes, she was standing in front of the hot springs. It was an expansive building, one of the largest around, but not very populated. Konoha springs were famous, sure, but most people tended to travel out of town to more reputable ones. Still, in Konoha, kunoichi's were given a discount, and ever since Jiraiya of the Legendary Sannin had passed away, it was mostly safe for women to go to. Ino walked inside. "Hi," she said to the receptionist, flashing the mousy, brown-haired girl a soft smile. "Can I get a private spring?" The woman glanced over Ino.

"Kunoichi, civilian, VIP…?" she asked.
"Kunoichi," Ino quickly responded. The receptionist punched in some numbers on the register. Once Ino had paid the price indicated by a board behind the desk, she was handed a key.

"It's the door second from the end," she said, jerking her head to a hallway. "Enjoy your time at Konoha Hot Springs."
"Thanks!" Ino said, beaming. She bounded down the hallway, twisted the lock into the respective door, and stepped inside. It was a small room with small lockers along the wall, but just big enough so that you could store your things inside. There were about a dozen or so lockers on either side of the wall. The place itself looked mind-numbingly clean; as if someone had rubbed floor polish on every surface multiple times. Ino stripped down, first off was her purple top and apron skirt, then her shorts, and then her matching pink lace bra and panties. She folded them up neatly, placing them inside the first locker. Making doubly sure that the door was locked behind her, Ino stepped inside the hot spring properly. The heat hit her full force and she couldn't help but sigh. She sat down on the edge… and eased herself into the water.

"Oh… yes..." Ino groaned as the hot water soothed her muscles. It encompassed her body, flowing around her, making her feel amazing. The steam tickled her nose. She pulled her long blonde hair into a messy bun, her light blue eyes narrowing in concentration. Ino simply relaxed for a few moments, a happy smile on her face. She slowly kicked her legs back and forth, in and out of the sitting water, watching the water flow off her perfectly smooth skin, her back pressed against the thin wooden wall separating her spring from the next one over. In the distance, she could hear the sound of others splashing around and talking in their own private springs - although the one behind her seemed to be silent, aside from the occasional shift of water that signaled someone was moving.
She glanced around the onsen, her keen blue eyes simply… looking… looking for nothing. It was kind of boring in here without someone to talk to - but still, it was nice. Silence had never been Ino's preferred state, but silence while in a hot spring was a hell of a lot better than just being quiet in say... her apartment or a store.
Ino blinked, then, she giggled, wading through the water. 'Is that what I think it is?' the blonde thought, grinning as she stopped before what was… unmistakably, a gloryhole. It was a big one too. 'Probably,' Ino thought, 'the Sannin Jiraiya had used it more than once to peak on whoever was in the springs.' Had the occupant of the spring on the other side been looking at her? She was curious. She pressed her eye to the gloryhole, glancing around. Ino couldn't see anything, aside from the hovering steam mist and the spring on the other side.
'Huh,' she thought. 'I guess no one's home.' Weird… she had almost been certain that someone was on the other side. Maybe it was just her imagination.
A devious grin spread across her face. "He-ll-ooo!" Ino called through the hole. "Anyone over there wants to have some fun with a hot, young blonde? I promise I don't bite… much." She grinned, chuckling. Ino turned around. The chance of someone actually accepting her offer was slim, but whatever, she wasn't worried. If someone was on the other side there, the only thing they would get a good view of her back and - Ino yelped, jumping at least a meter into the air. Something had… something had poked her in the back! Ino turned around, her blue eyes quickly widening while her jaw dropped.

"H… Holy shit…" she mumbled, her mouth suddenly having gone dry. It seemed that someone had answered her call… for the longest, thickest, most glorious cock had been slotted through the gloryhole. She stared at it… and stared. Could a man really be that big? It seemed impossible. The thickness alone seemed to be most men's length, and it was so long that she could hardly comprehend it. And it was flaccid. Hanging there, almost limply, the baseball-sized mushroom head drooping almost to the water. She felt her face… and other things heat up. "Can… can you hear me?" Ino asked. There was no answer. Ino gulped. "Okay… if-if you can hear me, knock once on the wall," she said. A moment passed, and then, there was a knock on the wall. Another heavy gulp. For, she knew there was no way she was going to leave her without getting a feel, or a taste of that magnificent cock. "Okay… if… if you're fine with me… sucking… sucking you off, just… just knock once on the wall. If you're not fine with it, knock twice." Another pause, and then, a knock. Just one single knock. Ino didn't need to be told twice. She reached forward, fastening her hands around the base (at least, the base of it poking through the hole), gasping at the texture of it. Even both of her hands wrapped around it couldn't link around the entire thing. She let out another gasp as it began to harden. Ino could feel the blood pumping through the appendage. She watched as it rose like some sort of skyscraper, veins engorging and muscles throbbing. She had to side step out of the way or else it would have pushed her back. Now, it was pointing straight forward out of the hole - so heavy that it actually dropped slightly under its own weight.
Her hands were still wrapped around it. She could feel it pulsing in her hand as if she was feeling the mysterious man's heartbeat. It was so hot as if she were pressing her fingers into the lit burners of a stove, and yet, it didn't hurt. She slowly pulled her hands back and forth, giving it a long, sensual stroke. She jumped, as it twitched, and a glob of precum the size of oranges splashed into the water. Ino leaned forward and licked it. She ran her tongue along the side of it, and the taste of it hitting her at full force. It was so good. So musky, so manly, yet so masculine that she could hardly wrap her mind around it. She wasn't a slut, but she wasn't a virgin either, and she knew what a good dick tasted like. And this… this monster… this beast topped a 'good dick's taste' by at least a hundredfold.
She couldn't help but, for lack of a better word, maul it. She wanted to explore it. She wanted to know it. She ran her fingers over every inch, graced every vein and every muscle throbbing along the magnificent length with her tongue.
Ino sidestepped until she was staring down the barrel of it… and then she darted forward, slipping her tongue into the slit, scooping out a glob of precum and gulping it down. Her knees went weak. She felt her head spin. That taste… fuck… that taste. What the hell was that taste? What was it about this cock?
It was the perfect package. Breathtakingly massive. And everything about it was delicious. The taste. The smell. His cum. Had she hit a jackpot? Had her little joke landed her what was possibly the biggest cock in all of the Elemental Nations? If only she could see his face…
She was like a wild beast. Ino just couldn't get enough of it. It wasn't long before licking and touching it wasn't enough. She opened her mouth as wide as she could… and then some… before taking him into her mouth. Her lips stretched lewdly around his monstrous girth. The taste, infecting her mouth, made her feel as if a five-star restaurant didn't have anything on this beast that she called a cock. It was so big. Again, she wasn't a whore, but she wasn't a novice to sucking cock, but nothing had ever, ever prepared her for this. She couldn't even get a fourth of it into her mouth before it hit the back of her throat, and she couldn't go any further, no matter how hard she tried. There was a big problem that Ino hadn't realized. She had no idea who the man on the other side was. He wouldn't talk to her. And she wasn't sure if he was a quick shot or a marathon man.
But, neither of those mattered. Her relentless assault had brought the mystery man to the brink and before she could react, the cock throbbed madly in her mouth. Her eyes widened and, like a shotgun, it exploded, bulging out her cheeks. If she hadn't had both of her hands wrapped around the shaft, she was sure it would have blown her back. She barely managed to swallow the first blast of cum, before the second came. It seemed even bigger than the last one, and Ino choked. Again, she managed to swallow, but the third proved too much. Her body kicked into 'survival' mode, and she was forced off of his cock. She blinked once. The cock twitched. And then, without warning, another massive shot of cum exploded across her face. Ino was blinded, she couldn't see. All she could feel was more shots being fired onto her face, coating her in the man's heat, his musk, his taste. She swallowed the third shot in her mouth, groaning as it slid down her throat. She managed to latch back onto the head of his cock, just in time to catch the last jet of cum. Finally, it seemed, he was spent.
She reared back, wiping cum away from her eyes, blinking, her eyes stinging. Cum was dripping freely down her chin, onto her breasts, into the water. Her belly felt so full. She felt so warm… and she knew that wasn't from the hot spring. Ino glanced up only… only to realize that the cock hadn't gone limp, or flaccid. If anything, it looked even harder, still throbbing, still more than ready to go another round.
"You're- you're a monster…" Ino whispered, her voice horrified. "Please- please, tell me who you are, please!" A pause. And then, two knocks. What had she said earlier? One knock yes, two knocks no? 'No,' was his answer. He wouldn't tell her who he was. Ino whined, her face still smeared in what seemed to be ten layers of cum. "Okay… okay…" she muttered, her chest heaving up and down. "Do you think… do you think we could have an… an arrangement?" Her voice sounded so desperate. Was this what men felt like when they lusted after her? "Like... like a way for us to keep something like this going?" A pause. "But… but not in the hot springs?" There was a pause. And then, the cock retreated through the hole. Ino could feel tears prickling at her eyes, and then, there was a knock a little further down the wall. Another, further still. She followed it. The man continued to knock. Soon, they reached the end of the wall. She could hear him getting out of the water, the sound of footsteps… he was going into the locker room on his side!
She hurried into her own locker room, her eyes keen and her ears perky. There! A knock. She skidded to a halt in front of a bare section of wooden wall. He was knocking there now. And then she heard, dimly, some rustling on the other side. Then, a thunk. Another thunk. The tip of a kunai bit through the wooden wall. Ino watched, transfixed, as the mystery man crafted another gloryhole, right here in the locker room. It was a little makeshift, sure, but it worked. And no, she couldn't peek through the hole and see him because A: she wasn't going to put her eyes mere inches away from the pointy end of a kunai, and B: the man was making sure to keep to the side, so she couldn't do exactly that.
The hole was finished.
There was a pause. And then, a beat later, the wood reappeared. Ino blinked. 'What?' she thought, crouching in front of where the hole had been. She reached a finger forward… and it went straight through. 'Genjutsu!' Ino realized. It was perfect. Covert, but still accessible. The only way they could see each other as if both of them walked into their respective rooms at the same time, which she was sure her well-hung friend was going to avoid if he wanted to keep himself so private. The genjutsu faded. There was a squeak as if someone was positioning their feet on the floor. And then, Ino fell back, as the cock was once again slid back through the hole. And then, it retreated again. Ino couldn't help but grin. "You magnificent bastard…" she whispered. "Okay. Okay. Do… do you have like… like a number or something? A way I can reach you, whenever we want to… want to hook up, I guess?" There was a pause. She heard the rustling of cloth as if the man were digging through a bag. The scribbling of something being written down. Then, a note was passed through the gloryhole, Ino gently taking it from his hand.
She read it.

'I don't want you having my actual number. I'm going to go get a burner phone. Meet me here tomorrow at noon.'

It wasn't signed.
"You got it!" Ino said, beaming. She actually made to get up and get dressed right there, but there was a slight problem. Her face was still completely doused in his dried cum, a slight problem if there ever was one. Although she really, really wanted to just scoop it up and spoon it into her mouth. But, she didn't have time for that. She wanted to try and get a glimpse, at the very least a look at the man who possessed that cock. She darted back into the spring, dunking her head in the water, washing away the cum as quickly as she could.
A quick glance at a mirror inside the locker room told her that she was clean now. Ino dried off with a complimentary towel. Then, she threw on her clothes, grabbed her stuff, and scurried out of the locker room, the key to it clutched tightly in her hand. She locked the door, her fingers fumbling uncontrollably. She ran into the main lobby, her eyes wide. The receptionist was still there, looking at a magazine.
"Excuse me!" Ino said, catching the poor girl off guard. "Who was the guy in the spring right next to mine?" The receptionist gave her a soft smile.

"Sorry," she said. "But we typically keep those things private here." A pause. "Not to mention he gave me a little extra to not tell you. I'm sorry, Yamanaka-san." Ino grit her teeth.
'Calm down,' she thought, striding out of the building. 'Tomorrow at noon. Tomorrow at noon. You can wait until then, right?' Fuck. She could still taste it. Feel it. His cum was still sloshing around inside of her belly. Ino licked her lips as if hoping she could slurp up some remnants of the jizz he had so readily deposited onto her face.

Noon tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. She was… she was kind of… jealous? Anxious? Nervous? No… Ino wasn't sure what the proper word was to describe what she felt. Ino rubbed her shoulder. The rest of yesterday had been… painful, after she'd waltzed out of the hot springs with a belly full of cum and a promise for more the next day. Hours had passed. Slowly, the warmth in her stomach faded. She couldn't quite smell him anymore. Even picturing the cock was getting harder, she could remember the size with perfect clarity, but the finer details… the veins, the muscles, the color… they were all fading away. She'd only been exposed to it for about five minutes, after all, and it was only natural that she'd forget something that she hadn't seen for very long.
But she didn't want to forget it. She wanted to remember it, to cherish it, to recall his cum blasting down her throat and onto her face as clearly as if it had happened a scant five minutes ago. It was just her luck, wasn't it? For years, she had waited for a well hung, cute, funny, smart stud to walk into her life - and it just had to happen when the only way she could access his equipment was by said stud slotting it through a hole in the wall. She was really jumpy. It was eleven, now. She got dressed an hour early, combing her hair to perfection, brushing her teeth, fiddling with her clothes despite being well aware that he wouldn't even see them. Eleven thirty. She was pacing, back and forth across her apartment, a look of intense concentration on her face.
Finally, at eleven forty-five, she left the house. Ino hardly had time to lock the door before her before she flew down the hallway, her blonde hair swinging behind her. Into the elevator. Patiently waiting as it brought her down to the ground floor. And then, she was out, swerving around a kindly old lady and throwing herself through the doors of the complex. Onto the rooftops. And then, sailing through the air towards the hot springs. She arrived with five minutes to go.
"Can I get the key to the hot spring I had yesterday?" Ino asked, stopping before the receptionist's desk, huffing and puffing, her face slightly red. The girl shot her an odd look. By the time she had retrieved the key, Ino had already slapped a few bills onto the countertop. The blonde swiped the key up, and shot down the hall, and into the private locker room once again.
She shed her clothes in record time, her shapely, curvaceous body coming into plain view. Normally she would take her time to examine herself in the mirror - because Ino knew she was a bad, sexy bitch, and she enjoyed flaunting it, even if it was to herself - but for now, her mind was focused on something else.
Tick. Tick. She could almost hear the seconds passing. Ino skidded to a halt in front of the place where she knew the genjutsu was disguising the hole. Almost panting with anticipation, she dropped to her knees, huffing and puffing, her chest heaving as she waited with bated breath.
There were footsteps, soft ones, that she could hear. The sound of clothes slipping off, the cloth falling to the ground almost noiselessly. The genjutsu vanished. And then, a hand reached through, a small piece of parchment clutched in it. Ino took it from his hands, unraveling the message and swiftly reading it. There was a phone number, and below it, a message.

'Text only, no calls, I will not answer them. I don't care which part you present - mouth, pussy, or ass. Just text me which, so I can have an idea of what I should expect.'

Ino swallowed. He wanted her to choose. But... but how? How could she choose between three equally appetizing options? Option number one was for him to brutalize her throat with that gloriously massive cock. Option number two was for him to jam it into her cunt. And option number three was for him to tear her ass in two with frightening ease. Her hands shook, her tongue sliding out of her pert lips and wetting them in turn. She was so, so tempted by option one. To feel his heat sliding into her mouth… and to receive another god-like facial to the face or even better, to receive his load down her throat, to take it in and feel it pool in her belly.
Option three was out of the question, for now at least. Without lube, she knew that his prodigious size would leave her hurting for weeks, though she knew he wouldn't short change her on the pleasure, either.
But option two. She wasn't a virgin, that much she was obvious. But… to take something like that… the girth, the length, the size… she doubted that she would be able to handle taking any other cock afterward. To feel it sliding past her folds, penetrating her depths… but what truly drove her over the edge, was the mental picture of him dumping a fat, steaming wad of that glorious cum into her womb. Juices pooled steadily down her thighs. Ino grinned, seizing her phone from her discarded clothes not a few feet away. She added the mystery man's name to her contacts - his contact didn't receive a name, instead, it was just a row of three hearts. She swiftly typed in the first message, the true beginning of their relationship. 'My cunt.' it read. Only fifteen seconds passed before she received a reply.
'Get yourself ready, then. Knock on the wall when you are.' Ino knew that she couldn't do some strange gymnastics to ensure her pussy was pressed up against the hole - mostly because she was pretty damn sure that the instant he was inside of her, she was going to lose control of her body. There were several benches, presumably so people could sit down after a nice soak and talk or relax. They weren't bolted down, so Ino took a moment, dragging it over to the hole in the wall, the muscles in her petite arms rippling. They were heavy, very heavy, but she was dedicated, and eventually, she managed to wedge it into the proper place. She took a second, a millisecond really, to rest. And then, she settled herself in. Swinging her legs over the bench, spreading them nice and wide. Draping her body backward, she scooting forward until her pussy was positioned just in front of the hole. Ino couldn't stop herself from grinning, her red, puffy pussy lips practically straining for a nice, fat cock to fill them, to stretch them out, to make her truly feel like a woman for perhaps the first time in her life.
Carefully, her knuckles white with nervousness, Ino knocked on the wall, and instantly, not even a second later, a gloriously massive cock was slipped through the gloryhole. Her mouth watered as she stared at it. Of course, it wasn't perfectly aimed - it didn't go straight into her cunt as she would have preferred, but instead it rested on top of it, the tip resting near her belly button.
She wasn't complaining, though. The angle allowed her to truly appreciate her man's cock, for even when it was flaccid, it was still by far larger than anything she had seen up until yesterday. It was amazing. So, so, so fucking amazing. Her poor little stud. His cock looked so swollen, so juicy, and she couldn't help but want to caress it with her fingers - to make it nice and thick, and so mind-shatteringly massive as it normally was. She had another idea though, one she was sure her mystery man would appreciate. Ino gripped the base of it, licking her lips sultrily. Carefully, smoothly, she directed it until the tip was pressed against her folds - and with a small little shove, she slid his length inside of her. Again, it wasn't hard, but even then it was big, and she could feel herself stretching to accommodate him.
"Mmm… oh, yes…" she moaned, but after a minute, she had adjusted. And it felt snug, his flaccid member inside of her welcoming folds. As if it belonged inside of her; filling her in ways she could previously dream of. "It's in…" she whispered, her toes curling ever so slightly. Despite the fact that the vast majority of the glory hole was plugged up by his monstrous cock, she knew that he had heard her.
And as if on cue, he hardened.
It was one thing to see it before her eyes, the blood pumping through his appendage, turning it into the monster that had bathed her face in cum and left her wanting for more. But to feel it growing erect inside of her was… an otherworldly experience. It thickened, it grew in length and girth. A moan spilled from Ino's lips, for it felt so good, her legs twitching and her fingers clutched the sides of the bench. He began to pump, back and forth through the hole, his glorious cock hitting places in her pussy that she hadn't known existed before today. She gasped… she moaned… she shuddered as his unique girth filled her again and again, to the point where she could hardly fathom the idea of being anywhere else aside from here, impaled on her mystery stud's magnanimous cock.
True to her previous thoughts, she lost control of her body. It was impossible not to. This man was practically a god, and she found herself twisting and turning, unable to move simply by the fact that her grip on the bench and his cock jammed into her cunt refused to allow her to scoot forward or back even an inch. He continued to thrust through the hole, back and forth, so roughly that she could hear his cum-filled balls slapping against the wood on the other side.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, oh!" She'd tied her hair up into its customary ponytail - expecting that he'd want to use her sweet mouth for a second time - but now, that was moot. Her platinum blonde locks had come loose, draping down her face, obscuring her vision. She couldn't summon the energy to blow it out of her eyes, hardly able to keep her lungs working properly as her chest heaved up and down. She was so aroused. Her pussy was sopping wet, her rosy nipples so erect that they most likely could cut diamonds. And he just kept pumping away, so hard and so thick that it felt as if someone were driving a wooden log into her snatch, a wooden log that made her see stars and question how she had ever looked at other men.
And then he stopped.
Something resembling a cry escaped her lips. Ino tried to buck her hips against him, but he wasn't having any of it, regardless of the fact that he was still inside of her, making her full. She was sure that if he had actually pulled out, she would have started bawling then and there.
Her phone buzzed. Her hands seemed not to want to work the right way, but eventually, she managed to swipe it up. There it was; the three hearts she had set his contact name as.

'Are you on birth control?'

The implications. The sweet implications were that if his seed entered her womb, his baby would grow in there, and she'd be able to feel him with her at all times regardless of whether his cock was inside of her or not. But she had to be truthful, of course. She typed back a reply with shaky fingers, having to press the back button numerous times as she hit the wrong letter.

'Yes, I am.'

Another text.

'Good.'

And then he was thrusting against. The phone slipped from her hand, clattering to the floor, and yet she couldn't summon the energy to care. "Oh, oh, oh… yes!" Ino chanted. Oh, kami above, she had never felt so complete in her life. Where had this man been all her life? So long, she had waited. If only she could see his face. If only she could feel his body pressed against hers. If only she could kneel and kiss the toes of the one man who she could love…
Owing to his 'secretive' nature, there was no warning when he came. He merely thrust in as far as he could go and spurted his load inside of her. It was like a geyser - rope after rope of hot white semen shooting into her womb. She shivered and moaned, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, a proper 'ahegao' look appearing on Ino's face as her depths were plastered white with her hunk's cum. Moments later, he pulled out, his seed leaking down her thighs in copious amounts almost immediately. He was still hard, frightening so, and she had to wonder - just how much would it take to bring a beast like this down?
Her phone buzzed. It was a miracle that it hadn't cracked, she thought, swiping it up for a second time. The same three hearts, that marked her mystery man's contact.

'Clean me off.'

Not that he needed to ask. It took her a moment to heave herself into a proper position - down on her knees, his white fluid flowing down her legs and onto the floor, her mouth positioned just in front of his still erect cock. She had to push the bench back a tad, to give her enough room to work. She treated his cock less like a piece of male genitalia, but more like a holy artifact. Ino handled it with great care - gently cupping the base with her soft, soft hands, running her tongue across the head that was slathered in her juices and his precum. The concoction tasted delicious, and without a hint of regret, she took him into her mouth.
Considering his incredible size, girth, circumference, and well… everything, it took her about five minutes to fully clean him off. Perhaps she could have done it in three, but Ino had really wanted to enjoy it, and she took her sweet time doing it. When she finally withdrew, her lips were smeared with precum, and her face broke out into a dazzling smile. The man pulled out through the hole, his freshly sparkling cock disappearing - and with it, the genjutsu reappeared, concealing the hole. The phone buzzed.

'Nice and tight.'

Ino blushed at his praise of her nice, sweet little pussy.

'Two days from now. I have something to do tomorrow.'

She hurriedly texted him back.

'Okay! See you then!'

She had to refrain from adding a 'Love you!' to the end of the message. Her face red, Ino set about to work, using one of the onsen's complimentary towels to mop up the cum and juices that had leaked onto the floor. Soon she was dressed, her hair brushed, though she doubted she could have managed to scrub all of the cum out of her pussy even if she wanted to - so deep he had injected it so that it filled her womb and continually leaked out.
Of course, her hunk was long gone. But that didn't matter. Now, she could picture his cock near perfectly, and with the promise of a third meeting two days from now in her mind, Ino could honestly say she was happy.

Ino wasn't happy. Her foot tapped impatiently on the ground. With a huff, she swung her head - her loose ponytail going with the head movement. She folded her arms across her bust, uncomfortably aware of the throbbing in her nether regions. Was cock withdrawal a real thing? She wasn't entirely sure, but what other way was there to describe what was happening to her? There was an ache in her loins, an innate need for her needy cunt to be filled with the cock that haunted her dreams. She stared about the room, glaring at the occupants as if it was their fault that she wasn't getting any cock. The Konoha Twelve liked to have reunions every now and then. Food, drink, talk, conversation… it was all passed around, the old academy classmates mingling with each other. For the first little while, Ino had managed to hold her urges at bay by… briefly… entertaining the idea that Mr. Horse Cock was one of the Konoha Twelve. She'd thought of Naruto at first - but would he be careful enough to ask if she was on birth control before he came inside of her? She thought of Sasuke - her heart swimming at the idea that her former crush was her mystery hunk - but she'd quickly dismissed him as well. She just couldn't see Sasuke being interested in things like glory holes. Besides… he was somewhere out there with Orochimaru. Her third thought had been Shikamaru, but she'd dismissed that almost immediately. The idea of Shikamaru managing to tear himself away from cloud watching long enough to blow her mind was… laughable. The same went for Choji and his eating habits. Sai? No, Ino was pretty sure he was asexual… or gay, maybe. She just didn't know! It was so tough. Her eyes gazed around the room, again and again, running through the same candidates and coming up with nill. She saw Naruto talking adamantly with his twin, Naruko. Sasuke milling in the corner, a surly look about him. Shikamaru and Choji muttering to each other as they shared a bag of chips. Sakura chasing after a disheveled Sai, that sickly smile on his tapped on her shoulder.
"Is… everything alright?" None other than Temari of Sunagakure asked her, those teal eyes staring at her. "I'm not one to usually pry into other people's business," Temari continued. "But seriously, you look a little fucked up right now." Ino swallowed.
"Temari…" Ino began. "Do you think I could tell you about something?"
"Sure."
"Well, the other day I decided to pay a trip to the onsen…"

Original work by FanFiction user BigE2955's "Gloryhole Adventures".

Reposted, edited and reviewed by INSAGNIA with permission by the author.

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