First things first, HOLY FUCK GUYS DID YOU THINK I WAS DEAD? It's been, what? Two months? Three? That's a long fucking time. But I mean, you know what's up. School takes up a ton of time, friends take up a lot of time, other relationships take up a lot of time. A lot. So that's why I've been pretty dead for a while. ANYWAYS, I'd like to give thanks to ssvidel3 for suggesting a story like this, which I have decided to just incorporate into this, my story of a kunoichi's libido. Hey, see what I did there? Anywho, this chapter includes strap-ons and I guess a sort of sub and dom type thing.
Ino, for how well her life had been going, was bored. Over the past few months, she had successfully kindled her relationship with Sakura since that day in the forest. Turns out they were perfect for each other after all. They had started off slowly, unsure of how or if they were compatible for each other. However, they quickly got to know each other inside and out, physically and emotionally, and had grown to love each other in a short period of time. Because of their chemistry, they soon decided to move in meant that they both had to inform their parents of this new relationship, which worried them because lesbian relations really weren't common among kunoichi. Fortunately, both families took the news with stride, and, in Ino's case, happiness. Well, from her father anyway. Her mother was a bit resistant at first, but eventually supported her. She still remembered what her mother said to her on the day she was moving out. "Sigh. I may not be ready to let you go, especially for something as... unorthodox... as this relationship." Ino was about to argue at this point, but her mother cut her off. " But still. I love you, and I only want to see you happy." Ino was elated at the news. She left her home with what few possessions she had happily. When she asked Sakura about her experience, Sakura replied that her experience was pretty much the same, but wasn't interested in sharing it. Ino chose to think nothing of it, instead taking Sakura out to a nice dinner that night to celebrate. That night they spent hours together in bed, softly loving each other throughout the night in their new apartment.
This brings us up to date. Ino, for how well her life had been over the past few months, was entirely, unbearably bored. Her lover had been working too many shifts in the hospital due to a massive construction incident in the downtown of Konoha. Whenever she did get time off, she usually just slept, oftentimes in an on-call room rather than at their apartment. While she had been running missions and helping out with the Yamanaka Flower Shop whenever they needed her, but what she really wanted to do was spend time with her girlfriend. The loneliness was... depressing above all. Not really angering. Halfway frustrating. But mostly it caused a loneliness of the heart. Whatever the case, she couldn't wait until she and Sakura had some time alone.
Sighing, she grabbed a towel from the small, tidy linens closet that inhabited a small portion of the space of their master bedroom. She walked through the large wooden door frame that led to their ornate bathroom decorated with marble and stone. The entire bathroom was really just a single, open spaced room,. with all the amenities flowing into one another. The bathtub was just a large, four foot tall basin that sat within the multiple showerheads, with two large holes, one near the top of the wall and the other near the bottom, allowing water to flow in and out quickly. Jutting out of the bath walls were stone seats. The toilet and sink blended out of the walls and were aesthetically pleasing. The lights were nature-mimicking and came softly from the roof. Ino still couldn't figure out where the light actually came from, but then again, she hadn't ever tried very hard. One thing she could say of their lifestyles was that they paid well. she turned on the shower, twisting the handle as far to the left as she could, sending streams of scalding water into the cream- and cocoa-colored floor. She began to strip down, first unclipping her skirt, allowing it to slide down her creamy legs. Moving around her now unrestrained legs felt good, and she was now highly aware of the panties still restricting her lower half.
At this point, she began to slip off her bandages and fish netting that covered her arms and legs. Next she slipped off her purple top, disheveling her angelic hair and leaving her in just her matching set of purple underwear. She reached out one hand to check the temperature of the water. Finding it sufficient, she removed her panties, allowing the now-steamy air to touch her most private parts. Shivering, she unclasped her bra and allowed it to slip down the front of her body, exposing her soft, tender mounds to world. Now completely nude, Ino felt comfortable and content. She really was her happiest naked, strangely enough. Maybe it was because she was young... And horny. Ino shrugged her thoughts off and stepped into the heavenly hot shower. The streams of bliss instantly relaxed the muscles in her back. "Mmmmmm..." escaped her lips as she bent forward slightly, allowing the water to reach more of her back. She turned after a while, the water slamming into her breasts and taught stomach warming her through and through. She reached for a bottle of shampoo. It was actually one of those shampoo and conditioner mixtures, for convenience, but I digress. She lathered up her hands and began to scrub her head. Her self-inflicted massage was a pleasant sensation that cleared her head. As she was cleaning her hair, she realized how much she missed Sakura and how much she wanted her lover's hands on her head rather than her own.
As she cleaned her pristine body, her mind couldn't help but to drift to the first day their relationship started. It may not have been what some may call "normal" or even "emotionally and respectably stable" but it worked for them. The stress, the danger, the domination, the retaliation, hell, even the thing with the wolf. Ino thought that that was one of the best days of their entire relationship, and definitely one of the best of her life. Either way, it turned her on the way Sakura told her how she even got involved in the ordeal on their first casual date to Ichiraku Ramen.
" I was just out in the forest, coming back from a mission to deliver a shipment of medicine and decided to stop for the day." Sakura explained between bites of her soup. " I hadn't been able to... you know, release, for a few days because I was the one escort assigned to this caravan. Well, it was really more like this nerdy doctor guy." Ino giggled at this "Either way, I was pent up after being on the road all day, so I decided to let it all out. Then I found this nice little meadow with these big, shady trees with strong branches, and, being both horny and precautious, decided to just stay on the branch and do my business. I was almost instantly out of my pants and unbuttoned my shirt. I started rubbing myself as fast and hard as I could before shoving my fingers inside me and spreading them while pumping in and out wildly. Anything I could do to get myself off." Ino crossed her legs at this point, noticing a dampness coming from her hips. "Then I saw you, a few feet away and below me." Sakura smirked with memory and a lustful blush crossed her face before she continued.
"There you were, leaning up next to this tree trunk that was only a few trees away from the one I was on, clothes mostly disheveled and bare skin showing everywhere. I was worried for a second, then the wolf came. I became EXTREMELY worried at this point and considered jumping down and killing it before it killed you. But I didn't, because he didn't look like he was in hunting mode. He looked mostly curious, which was probably why he rummaged through your basket. Then I saw you collapse and the wolf looked more under control. I was relieved slightly, because at least you were in control of the situation. Then you surprised the shit out of me when you just started humping yourself." They shared a giggle at this. " No, but seriously, you and that beast really turned me on. Kami Ino, I never knew you were able to move like that until, you know, that same day a few minutes later." She reached over the table and grabbed Ino's hand at this point. "And I seriously thought I was being quiet on my little branch! Apparently I was a bit too excited, because that kunai throw was dead on." Ino grinned this time. "Well, I have been practicing." Suddenly, Sakura got up and walked around the table, tracing her hand all the way up Ino's arm and around her collarbone, before bending down behind Ino and whispering in her ear "What else have you been practicing?" "Kami, Sakura-chan, this is our first date and you already know how to turn me on." Ino had quietly whispered back while shivering from how close Sakura's mouth was to her ear. "Well, Ino-chan, we have been friends for more than a few years. We should start being more than friends from now on." Sakura lightly licked Ino's ear. At this point, Ino could no longer hold back and flipped around, knocking over her seat and slamming her's and Sakura's lips together, locking them in a heated make out session for a few intense seconds. They left the shop as fast as they could, throwing their coins behind the counter and stripping on the way to the nearest alley where they officially consummated their relationship.
Ino smiled softly at that first few days were wild and crazy, days on end spent together, touching and exploring every inch of each other's bodies. Aside from the sex, the astounding, crazy, powerful sex that would shake Ino to the core every time, the two really did love each other. It was a strong emotional connection that sprouted out of their petty rivalry over the dark-haired defector. Strange as it was, it felt right and no one could ever tell Ino that her and Sakura's feelings were naught. Maybe this emotional connection was what made their love-making so intense.
Mulling over her lover was caused a familiar heat to blossom inside Ino, one that seemed ever-present in her highly sexual relationship with Sakura. Ino quickly washed the remaining shampoo from her hair and stood solidly and unmoving underneath the warm streams of water. Ino moved her hand to follow the water as it cascaded around the curves and contours of her vanilla-shaded body, rolling over her breasts, down her stomach, around her hips, and through the gentle sloped "V" that signified her core. She put her hands in familiar positions, one on her breast and the other at her entrance. Both lightly played with their respective part, the hand on her breast shifting it around, trying to get a solid grasp that allowed access to both the mound and the nipple. Her breath began to come in shallow, spaced apart breaths. As her excitement grew, the hand rubbing her pussy lips dedicated itself to finding her clit. Being a medical student aware of her own body, Ino quickly and easily found it, giving it little squeezes and rubs. She unwittingly let out a small grunt at the new attention and spread out her legs to give her better access to herself.
Spreading her lips apart with two fingers, she pushed the third in and allowed her head to tilt back slightly, biting the bottom portion of her lip as she imagined her lover touching her rather than performing solo. The images that flooded her head were enough to deepen and spread her blush. She quickly inserted the second finger into her tight slit, dissatisfied by the first slender digit. The two fingers were quick to begin pumping in and out, eager to please their owner.
Curling the fingers that were already inside of her as to give herself a better angle for pleasuring herself, Ino stopped kneading her breast back and forth, instead opting to push her large right mound towards her face. Ever since the first encounter with Sakura, Ino had become quite the sexual deviant. She loved the feel of her lover's body beneath her hands. And when her lover wasn't available, she revelled in her own body, turned on by her amazing form.
Taking the nipple lightly in her mouth, she began tugging back and forth on the slight pink nub, allowing it to grow harder and longer in her mouth. Her other hand changed tempo, opting for slow, powerful thrusts into her pussy rather than the feverishly fast paced thrusts they had been moving at before. Her breath coming in heavy pants, she was forced to lean against the warm tile wall in the shower now, as her chest heaved and she released the nipple from her mouth.
She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, before quickly and rather roughly rubbing her pussy lips with an animalistic urgency. Her pants came a bit faster as she pleasured herself in this way. Ino's second hand returned to her breast, this time roughly squeezing at it rather than gently kneading it. She was loving the feeling and the effect she was having on her own body, but what she was doing had no effect on the burning lust in the pit of her stomach.
Becoming frustrated that her pleasure wasn't bringing her near an orgasm, she quickly reached for showerhead they had chosen; twelve modes of pressure and pulsation, perfect for any sensual evenings they would have been having save for the fact that they lived their lives as shinobi. Ino quickly adjusted the setting to match her favorite mode; a constant, low, humming vibration that spiked every few seconds into a very intense vibration. She placed her improvised sex toy at her entrance and allowed it to do its work.
The spray of water itself was pleasing; like a consistent tender rubbing on her entrance. But the real pleasure came from the vibrating shower head itself. Allowing it to brush up against herself every few seconds, every vibration of the device sent much larger vibrations through her body than it should have. The water flowed heavily down her weak legs, accentuating their slender form.
Finally, Ino could handle no more of teasing herself and pressed the makeshift vibrator fully into her slit. The pattern of low intensity to high intensity vibrations sent Ino curling over herself, forcing one hand onto the wall to support herself. Each time the vibrations picked up, she would curl up more with a small grunt before relaxing the slightest bit as the intensity subsided, only to repeat the process. Her platinum hair now sticking to her face, she wished she could move her hand to pleasure her clit, to push her over the edge. Unless she wanted to fall to the floor at the moment, a thought she was now seriously considering, she would have to let the water instrument do the job. Another intense vibration had her erupt from her deep heavy breath to extremely loud pants.
She froze as she felt a slender hand slip around her waist from behind her, the hand slipping by her hip and over her thigh, gently grasping the shower head from her grip, while the other hand glided up over her midriff, dividing the valley of her breasts before wiping away a few strands of Ino's hair that had become matted to her face. Ino completely melted into the familiar arms of her lover as Sakura spoke haughtily into her ear "What a nice surprise to return home to." As she did, she dropped the shower head to the stone floor and slid three of her fingers into Ino's now aching core. Her other hand travelled down from her lover's face to the breasts that both held in such high regard.
Ino had completely given herself to Sakura, trusting her to bring her an intense orgasm. And Sakura did not disappoint. With her head resting onto the slightly shorter woman's shoulder, Ino's hips bucked and thrusted against the expert fingers of the only woman that her knew her completely. Her legs buckled, and her entire weight was now supported by her lover's massive strength. The added weight did nothing to stop Sakura from leaning over and planting her lips firmly onto Ino's. Their tongues immediately intertwined and battled for dominance, even though Ino's attempts were half-hearted at best. At this point, she wanted Sakura to completely own her body.
Sakura, content with the amount of influence she held over Ino at this moment, picked up her ministrations, sending Ino's body writhing against her's. The pale beauty's slender and curved form moving against her, her round, substantial behind thrusting into Sakura's own core and the way that her lover's spine bent and arched when she was coming near to her orgasms quickly pushed Sakura close to the primal lust that Ino had been feeling.
Finally, giving her enough time to reach her peak, Sakura broke out from their intense and passionate lip lock, allowing Ino to take in the deep, gasping breaths that she needed, but Sakura had other plans. She quickly sank her teeth directly into Ino's long, delicate neck, right over her pulse. It was one of her favorite things to do when she was overpowering her lover, and one of Ino's favorite feelings as her lover claimed her as her own.
The rush of the unexpected bite pushed Ino past her peak, at a violently explosive level. Her pants and moans turned into a high pitched scream and whine as her hips bucked forward roughly three times, shifting Sakura's arms back and forth, an impressive feat, and her legs shook furiously with the force of her orgasm. Sakura gently lifted her out of the tub and carried her back into the master bedroom, laying her lithe, prone form down onto the bed softly. Ino offered no resistance as she very relaxedly rolled over, apparently asleep.
Sakura sighed, looking down at her cute lover with a small, content smile. She stared at the sleeping beauty for a few more moments, taking in the long strands of her beautiful hair, the one thing that Sakura considered her best feature, the curves of her hips and breasts, a close second contender, the tone yet soft abdomen, the endless creamy legs that Sakura had always been jealous over, the pool of her own juices still flowing out, staining the bed sheets even as she layed there. Sakura sighed and turned towards the bathroom, intent on gathering the clothing strewed on the ground. Hearing the moans of her lover caused her to rush into the bathroom, and all of her clothers were immediately off and strewn about the room. Not to mention that everything was probably wet from her dropping the shower head….She sighed once more.
However, before she could make it to the steamy domicile, a familiar hand with articulate, slender fingers grasped her own and spun her around. Expecting to see Ino standing behind her with a mischievous grin adorning her lips, Sakura had donned one of her own. But behind her there was nothing but a disheveled bed. At the bottom of her vision she could just make out a line of platinum blonde hair before there was an insistent prodding at her entrance. The surprise visit caused her to let out an audible groan, her legs separating slightly to allow the blonde better access at her now dripping pussy.
Ino had decided the shock-and-awe tactic would work best, and it was working out pretty well in her opinion. Sakura hadn't seen it coming and now she had her lover in the palm of her hand. Reaching around quickly, she grabbed two handfuls of her lover's ass, squeezing and kneading them together as Sakura played with her own breasts. Sakura, in an effort to assist Ino's attempts at bringing her to orgasm, had pushed her breasts together to rub the nipples against one another.
Ino, continuing to surprise Sakura, decided to take advantage of her momentary distraction by lifting her entire body from underneath and tossing her flat onto her back on the bed. Sakura, surprised by this change in behavior, could only lay there in a dazed confusion from the sudden change in scenery. However, her confusion soon gave way to pleasure as Ino had once again resumed her mantle, licking and sucking at Sakura's core. Sakura moaned once more, arching her back slightly to find a weight resting parallel atop her body. That was unusual.
Sakura was nearing orgasm. Ino could tell by the way that her breathing had picked up, coming now in shallow pants, with short moans mixed in in seemingly random intervals. She smirked in mischief as she began to pick up her pace, hitting Sakura in all the sweet spots she knew the other woman had, causing the slight grinding of her lover's hips to intensify. Completing her evil plan, she stopped her actions almost entirely, withdrawing from her lover's core leaving only one slender finger to circle around the outer lips.
Sakura, for one, was entirely miffed at having her fun spoiled, especially after being so close. She bucked her hips against the delicate finger that was teasing her in the worst way, but Ino was careful to not let her tip over the edge quite yet. Sakura was squirming now with desire, desperate to achieve her orgasm. It was then that Ino dangled her petite hips over Sakura's head, placing them into the 69 position, with Ino on top.
"So that's how she wants to play it, huh?" Sakura thought devilishly before copying the blonde's tactics. She slowly reached up with one of her fingers to trace circles about the pink folds, teasing the girl with as much mirth as she had been teased with. Then, all at once, she attacked with as much vigor and intensity as she could, pushing her tongue as deep as it would go into the younger woman's pussy and using her vast medical knowledge to find the most vulnerable spots.
Ino couldn't suppress the sharp inhalation of breath nor the moans that followed Sakura's manic assault. Her long pale hair fell over her shoulder as she began to rock her hips back and forth into Sakura, attempting to increase the pleasure she was experiencing by any degree. She lost any shred of control that she was still holding on to and begin to buck and grind against Sakura's face, quickly approaching another intense orgasm.
Just as she was about to cross the peak into climax, Sakura entirely stopped her movements, save for a single delicate digit tracing around her lover's lips. Ino let out an annoyed groan at Sakura's game, but could find no one to blame but herself. In her moment of disappointment, Sakura took the opportunity to latch onto Ino's legs and roll them over on bed, so that she was lying on top of the blonde woman. She turned her body and repositioned their legs so that their pelvises were aligned.
"We should finish together, ne Billboard-Brow?" Sakura huskily asked her lover with a smirk. A look of annoyance fleetingly crossed Ino's normally pleasant visage. However, it disappeared along with her retort as Sakura pulled both of their bodies together, sliding their cores together and allowing them full access to each others bodies'.
At this point they were both in a sitting position, bounding roughly into one another, anything to ram their pelvises together and rub them with a feverish intent. Ino, fast approaching her delayed orgasm, wrapped her slender arms around her lover's back, raking her fingernails harshly over Sakura's angular shoulder blades. Sakura, feeling her own orgasm approaching, wrapped Ino into a lover's embrace, pulling her close enough so that their chests mashed together and their stomachs were only a couple of inches apart. She pulled the girl into a passionate kiss as they both rode out they're orgams, denoted by their individual moans of ecstasy into the kiss, as well as Ino clawing harder into Sakura's back without releasing her hold.
They paused like that for a few moments, each breathing heavily against each other, their chests heaving up and down, synchronized, in exertion. Sakura gently tilted them back, softly laying on her back with Ino lying atop her, content. They stayed like that for a while, the time passing slowly, enjoying the sound of each other breathing, Sakura's chest rising and falling, raising Ino up and down every so slightly, Sakura twirling Ino's lustrous hair around her pointer and middle fingers. Ino lifted her head from its comfortable position on her lover's bosom.
"Anything you'd like from the kitchen, Billboard Brow?" Ino queried, grinning ear to ear, seemingly recovering all the energy she had just spent.
Sakura snorted before replying "Sure thing Ino-Pig. Wanna make us some tea?"
"Just what I was thinking." Ino replied, nodding her head once with a happy smile on her face before bounding away from the bed, carrying a youthful energy with her as she went. Sakura shamelessly leered at her partner's retreating backside, revelling in the thought that it was hers and hers alone.
Ino hummed a small, low tune as she rummaged through the cabinets of their shared apartment. She found all the things she needed; tea leaves, a stovetop set to high, all except for a kettle, almost as if for no reason.
"Why don't we keep the damn teapot closer to the damn tea?" Was Ino's last thought in regards to her beverage, as something hard and long penetrated her from behind, lifting her off of her legs as it pushed her forward and bent her body over the counter, her hands landing on the smooth surface to keep her balance.
Sakura wasted no time in letting her lover adjust to the girth that was placed inside of her; she knew just the ways to drive Ino crazy, and this was one of them. Hard, fast, and passionate; this was the way that Ino enjoyed most things in life, this being no exception. Sakura quickened her pace, so that the slapping of their thighs together when she rammed herself forward was audible, echoing throughout the whole apartment. This sound was only amplified by the juices that had begun running down Ino's legs from her excitement.
Ino, for one, didn't quite grasp what was going on. All thoughts of making tea had flown out the window when she felt her body being taken. However, she couldn't for the life of her figure out what was going on. What was inside of her, and how did it get there in the first place? Ino, for one, didn't quite care. The pleasure was intense, especially after the session she and Sakura just had in the bedroom. Her mind sparked upon that thought, and she groaned out in between the hard poundings from her behind "S-Sa-Sakuraaaa…."
The pounding stopped, if for a moment, as she felt her long hair being pulled into a ponytail, before a hot, familiar voice tickled warmly against her ear. "Yes, Ino-chan?" Sakura questioned, dragging out the last part, making Ino whimper, both at the immense feeling of fullness coming from inside of her and the shiver that her lover had just raced down her spine. She sure did know how to drive Ino crazy.
Ino's reprieve was short-lived, however, as the hair that had been firmly in Sakura's grasp was pulled tight, snapping her head back and arching the top half of her body, opening her bosom for Sakura to grope with her free hand, pulling the two closer together. She continued on, first with fast strokes, steadily building up Ino's pleasure, before slowing it down to a moderate pace, thrusting powerfully enough inside of her as to lift her off of her feet entirely, having only enough time to fall back onto the balls of her feet before another thrust sent her a few inches into the air. Sakura once again began to pick up her pace, thrusting into her blonde lover faster than she had before, the speed and power of her thrusts pressing Ino harshly into the counter and causing her eyes to close.
Ino could feel the explosive orgasm rising up inside of her. she couldn't help but squirm, but the force of Sakura's mechanical thrusts were keeping her from moving on her own too much. Reaching her climax, she settled for tilting her head back and letting out a hot, passionate moan as she came around the phallic object inside of her, her muscles tightening and locking it in place, even as Sakura attempted to pull out of her. She rode the orgasm as far as it would take her, releasing a tension filled breath before gasping in much needed air into her spent body.
As Sakura released her from her grasp, Ino spun towards her in an attempt to figure out just what had gone on. To her amazement, and lusty approval, staring her in the face was a large, 9 inch black strap-on, tied securely around Sakura's waist and glistening in her released juices.
She looked up, locking her eyes to the seafoam pair that belonged to her lover. "Just something I picked up on my way back from the hospital. Like what you see?" She smirked dangerously, a glint in her eye that Ino had only ever seen since they started their relationship. Sakura stepped back, pulling out a chair from under their dining room table.
"Why don't you come over here and see what else we can use this thing for?" Sakura suggested to her partner from her reclined position, motioning to the permanently erect plastic penis that was lopsidedly standing at attention on her naked form.
Ino, whose eyes had been watching Sakura's every movement, snapped her eyes to meet the pink haired girl's. The same glint flashed in her azure eyes, before she sashayed over to her sitting lover. She made a show of it, running a hand across Sakura's collarbone, up her jawline before grabbing her chin. At the same time, her other hand had come to rest on her lover's thigh, slowly sliding up it toward her hip. Upon reaching her chin, she managed to reach around Sakura's backside and grab a handful of her ass, before quickly reaching over and grabbing the erect member that was still warm from being inside her hot core.
Upon grabbing the tool, Ino locked lips with Sakura, flitting her tongue in between her lips and twisting her head to the side as she quickly tugged on the black plastic, her own spent juices acting as a lubricant. Knowing that just tugging on the piece wouldn't get her anywhere, she quickly slid down Sakura's toned body, taking care to slide a tongue down between the crevice of her breast and over the flat stomach commonplace in kunoichi that every civilian woman, and man for that matter, would kill for.
Upon reaching her destination, Ino took the liberty of lickign the entire shaft of the pretend cock, taking great enjoyment out of this game. She puckered her lips together, leaving a wet, sloppy kiss on the tip of the head when she reached the peak. She hazarded a look up, and it seemed that Sakura was rather enjoying the idea herself, her head tilted back and her breathing coming in fast, deep breaths.
Ino decided to add something a little more in. As she opened her mouth to slide the first portion of the strap-on down her throat, she slowly pressed two fingers inside of Sakura's partially uncovered lips, earning her an appreciative groan from her partner. Smirking at her own ingenuity, she continued to go down on the plastic cock. She gradually took more and more into her mouth, sucking and gagging on it for all she was worth. The dildo was wetter now than before, which was saying quite a bit as Ino came hard around the plastic cock.
Sakura placed one hand on top of Ino's head, allowing it to bob up and down with the motions that Ino was making. The blonde was doing an excellent job with synchronizing the movements of her head with the movements of her fingers, to both of their delights. Sakura was beginning to get really into it, with her groaning becoming louder and louder, before she started lightly bucking her hips into Ino's face. Ino took this as a good sign, and, working the magic that her fingers held over Sakura, sped things up. She began to bob her head up and down on the black plastic quicker and quicker, her fingers pumping into Sakura at a matched pace. Two separate wet sounds could be heard, one from Ino's taut lips drawing over the saliva covered dildo, and one from the two fingers moving at a blur in and out of Sakura's hot lips.
Sakura's breathing was now coming in as sharp, rapid gasps for air, a moan along with a groan escaping here and there, the bucking of her hips growing more wild and eccentric before she thrust one final time into Ino's mouth, expending a low, contented grown as her core clamped around Ino's fingers, and she felt the strap on rest at the back of Ino's throats for a long moment before Ino removed herself from her pelvis.
Ino sat back on her haunches, a long string of saliva connecting her to Sakura's tool, a remnant of their latest game. She quickly wiped it away, before returning her focus to catching her breath, her well-endowed chest heaving up and down, an action that Sakura lecherously took note of. Sakura stayed in her reclined position, attempting to catch her own breath from their recent activities together.
Once again, the break didn't last for long before Ino made the first move. She rose from her position on the ground, standing and stretching her hands above her head as if to work out any kinks remaining in her body from being in a crouching position for as long as she had been. She made sure to sway her hips as much as she could as she walked the two steps to Sakura, placing her hands on the shorter girl's shoulders. She leaned in, her breasts hanging tantalizingly directly in Sakura's field of vision, so much so that it would be impossible for her to turn away, not that she would want to, of course.
Ino positioned her legs on either side of Sakura, so that their pelvises were aligned. She flipped her hair to one side of her head before flipping it backing, showering it down in front of her face slightly as she reached one hand down to position Sakura's still wet member. She slid with little resistance onto the plastic phallus, this time taking the opportunity to allow it to slowly fill her up, spreading out her lips and stretching out her velvety insides.
Ino sharply gasped as it reached a particularly tight point before looking down. She saw that there was still quite a bit of it left to fit inside of her. She shortly wondered why it was that Sakura had such little trouble ramming it into her when lowering herself on seemed something difficult. Those thoughts were quickly cut off when an impatient Sakura took the situation into her own hands and thrust her hips sharply upward, piercing the remaining few inches into Ino's tight core.
Ino inhaled sharply before letting out a low "fuuuuuuuuck" at the new feeling. It was entirely different being completely straight than being bent over a counter. Although she would take either one, any day of the week. The feeling of it inside of her, shifting about was much more intense this time around. She looked down at Sakura, whose green eyes peered back in hunger.
Seeing no need to delay things longer than they had been, Ino slid herself high up, riding the 9 inches to the tip before plunging herself harshly back down onto Sakura, earning a sharp gasp from them both. She quickly repeated the process, slowly gaining speed and power. With her hands sharply grasping Sakura's shoulders, she set a strong pace, her breasts bouncing excitedly as her moans begin to fill the room, bouncing off the walls.
Once she began to steady herself and pick up her speed, Ino leaned back and lowered her hands to Sakura's breasts, rubbing and kneading the flesh there while breathing shallowly. Sakura stared, entranced by the beauty's body, the way her breasts were swaying in front of her face, the contracting and releasing of the muscles across her body, the creamy skin that was rubbing against her own, the angelic hair cascading down around her, shifting with every bounce, the deep blue eyes screwed shut in pleasure, the way she bit her bottom lip tightly whenever she was truly enjoying herself.
Sakura took in all of these things and decided to take charge of the situation. Wrapping her previously unoccupied arms around her lover, she quickly leapt to her feet, securing the blonde with her massive strength. A surprised "Eep!" came from Ino as she felt her center of gravity change before she was quickly slammed against a wall, indenting it slightly.
Sakura stood, pressing the blonde beauty into the wall and began thrusting into her once again. Ino's arms found a new place around Sakura's neck, holding onto her for support, her legs naturally wrapping around Sakura's waist, clamping just above her buttocks.
The new position seemed to excite Ino more than anything else. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Sakura! Don't you dare stop!" She all but screamed at her powerful lover, who simply grunted in response. Sakura relished this. The creamy skin she adored rubbing up against her own, their breasts mashed together tightly, slipping past each other with each mighty heave of Sakura's hips. At this point, the only sound that could be heard above the violent sound of constantly slapping flesh were Ino's wild, animalistic moans. A deep blush spread across her body, a rare occurrence for Ino, and her mouth was agape from the intensity of the sounds escaping her mouth.
Ino screamed out into the night her pleasure in the form of her lover's name, one long, continuous sound, but Sakura did not stop. Nowhere near, in fact. She pushed harder and faster, with her last bits of adrenaline fueling her to go as hard as she could. Ino's scream only grew louder, her voice breaking off and turning it into a high pitched whine as Sakura slowed down to her last few thrusts into her lover.
Ino's head fell to rest on Sakura's shoulder, their chests rising and falling simultaneously. Sakura slowly slipped out of Ino, a squelching noise being the only sound remaining in the apartment aside from their tumultuous breathing. A groan reverberated into her chest from Ino as the strap-on fully slid out of her. Instead of setting her down, Sakura carried Ino back into the bed, noting how wet the…. everything…. was on her way back to their bedroom. The bathroom was likely flooded at this point. She gently laid Ino down on the bed before taking a short amount of time to remove the strap-on from her waist and set it aside. Ino appeared to be sleeping peacefully after their activities, so Sakura decided to leave her there before scrambling around to clean their apartment. A long job ahead of her, Sakura sighed and turned away from her lover's sensual nude form, before, for the second time that day, delicate fingers once again reached out and intertwined with hers, firmly pulling her back to the bed.
"You weren't planning on leaving me here to sleep all alone, were you?" Ino questioned sleepily, her words coming out in a hazy tone that represented a saturated form of pleasure.
Sakura couldn't help but to smile a sweet smile at the lovely blonde that had claimed her heart. "I wouldn't dream of it, Ino-pig."
Ino snorted. "You're damn right you wouldn't Billboard-brow." And with that final statement, Sakura climbed into bed, pulling the covers over the two young women before the fell asleep in a lover's embrace.
Well there you have it guys, the latest chapter of Kunoichi's Libido. Hope you guys enjoyed. So drop me a line, tell me how you liked it, what story I should update next, what story that I've mentioned I should write next, or pitch me a new idea for a story entirely. The inspiration for this story was a conversation I had with one of you wonderful people (you know who you are) so don't be shy, m'kay? Alright. Thanks guys.
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