For this chapter we go really deep into the rare pairing department and take a trip to Suna.
It was a quiet night in Suna. Gaara was alone in his chambers, sitting on the edge of his bed, lost in deep thought. The young Kazekage may have been a fearsome ninja, but when it came to romance, he was as clueless as a newborn babe; therefore today's meeting with his elder council had left him feeling uneasy him, reminding him it was expected of him to take a wife soon. Suddenly, the door burst open and in strode Matsuri and Yukata, Gaara's most devoted fangirls. "Gaara-sama!" they cried in unison. "We've been waiting for you!"
Gaara blinked, caught off guard. "Wh-what's going on?"
Matsuri sauntered up to him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh Gaara-sama, we know how lonely you must be. But don't worry, we're here to keep you company."
Before Gaara could react, Yukata tackled him back onto the bed, pinning him down. "That's right, Kazekage-sama."
Yukata pressed her body against Gaara's, pinning him down onto the mattress. Her breasts heaved with excitement as she leaned in close, her hot breath tickling his ear. " Gaara-sama; we're going to teach you how a real woman pleasures her man."
Gaara's eyes went wide, his face flushing crimson. "Wh-what are you talking about? I don't understand!" he stammered, struggling futilely against Yukata's surprisingly strong grip.
Matsuri crawled onto the bed, running her hands up Gaara's toned chest. "Shhh, just relax Gaara-sama. We're going to take good care of you." She flashed him a coy smile before capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Gaara let out a muffled gasp, his body going rigid. He'd never experienced anything like this before - the soft press of Matsuri's lips, the weight of Yukata's body pinning him down. It was all so overwhelming, yet strangely exhilarating.
Yukata took advantage of Gaara's distraction, slipping her hands beneath his shirt and caressing his muscular abdomen. "Mmm, you feel even better than we imagined, Gaara-sama," she purred, nipping at his neck.
Gaara's mind was in a haze, his heart racing. He had no idea how to respond to the girls' advances. All he could do was lay there, trembling, as they lavished him with their hungry affections. He lay there, frozen in a mix of fear and fascination, as Matsuri and Yukata continued their sensual assault. Their hands roamed freely over his body, caressing his toned muscles and eliciting shivers of pleasure.
"P-please, I don't know what..." Gaara stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. He was utterly out of his element, having never been intimate with a woman before.
Matsuri silenced him with another searing kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth. "Shh, Gaara-sama, just let us take care of you," she murmured against his lips.
Her nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, slowly peeling the fabric away to reveal his toned, muscular chest. Gaara's breath hitched in his throat as she leaned in, planting soft, sensual kisses along the curve of his neck. "You're so tense, Gaara-sama," she purred, her warm breath tickling his skin. "Just relax."
Meanwhile, Matsuri continued her assault on Gaara's lips, her tongue dancing with his in a passionate embrace. The poor boy was completely overwhelmed, his senses assaulted from all sides by the girls' hungry advances. Yukata's hands trailed lower, caressing the firm planes of his abs, her skilled fingers made quick work of his belt, tugging his pants down to reveal those strong, muscular thighs. Gaara let out a strangled gasp, his face flushing deep red as his rapidly hardening manhood strained against the thin fabric of his underwear.
Yukata's eyes gleamed with wicked delight as she drank in the sight. "My, my, Gaara-sama," she purred, tracing the outline of his shaft with a featherlight touch. "Looks like someone's excited to see us."
Beside them, Matsuri giggled mischievously, her gaze locked hungrily on Gaara's crotch. "Don't worry, Gaara-sama, we're going to take very good care of you."
The girls exchanged a heated look, their tongues darting out to moisten their lips in anticipation. Gaara could only lay there, trembling, as they prepared to unleash the full force of their lustful desires upon him. Matsuri leaned in, capturing Gaara's lips in another searing kiss. Her soft, plump lips moulded against his, coaxing a quiet gasp from the bewildered Kazekage. As she distracted him with her passionate embrace, Yukata's nimble fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his underwear. Gaara's eyes flew open wide as she gently freed his throbbing manhood, exposing it to the cool air of the bedroom. He let out a strangled whimper, his entire body tensing at the sudden sensations.
The girls pulled back slightly, drinking in the sight of Gaara's flushed, aroused state. Matsuri traced the line of his jaw, gazing at him with a mix of tenderness and lustful hunger. "Don't be scared, Gaara-sama," she murmured. "Just let us make you feel good."
Yukata's fingers curled around his shaft, eliciting a shudder from the poor boy. "That's right," she purred, her touch feather-light and tantalizing. "We're going to show you just how good it can feel."
Gaara lay there, his mind reeling as the girls' hands caressed him with agonizing slowness. He was completely out of his element, torn between the overwhelming desire coursing through him and his total lack of experience. His heart raced, face flushed bright red as he trembled under their tender ministrations.
Matsuri gazed down at him, her eyes shining with affection. "Oh Gaara-sama, you look so adorable all flushed and flustered." She leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead.
Beside her, Yukata couldn't help but tighten her grip ever so slightly, drawing a soft whimper from Gaara's lips. "Don't worry, it will feel so amazing," she murmured, her voice dripping with promise.
The girls exchanged a heated, lustful look, their fingers caressing Gaara's throbbing manhood with increasing boldness. They were determined to shower their beloved Kazekage with the attention and affection he'd been so cruelly denied for so long. After all, he deserved nothing but the best. Despite their own relative inexperience, Matsuri and Yukata showered Gaara's trembling body with passionate kisses, trailing down his chest and abs until they reached the engorged, sensitive tip of his eager cock. They met there, their lips locking in a sensual dance as they lavished his sensitive cockhead with featherlight licks and teasing nips.
Gaara let out a strangled, guttural moan, his hips bucking involuntarily. The sensations were unlike anything he'd ever experienced, overwhelming his senses and sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through his body. He was completely at the mercy of these two insatiable vixens, utterly powerless to resist their wanton advances. The girls pulled back slightly, gazing up at Gaara with eyes heavy-lidded with lust. "Don't worry, Gaara-sama," Matsuri purred, her tongue darting out to trace the outline of his swollen, glistening tip. "There is more to come."
Yukata followed suit, her hand wrapping firmly around Gaara's throbbing shaft. She began pumping it in long, steady strokes, her hot breath caressing the sensitive flesh. "That's right, Gaara-sama," she purred, her voice dripping with lust. "Just relax and leave the rest to us."
Matsuri didn't waste any time, leaning in and wrapping her lips around the swollen, glistening head of Gaara's cock. She swirled her tongue around the tip, drawing a strangled moan from the poor boy's lips. Gaara thought he must have died and gone to heaven. The sensations were unlike anything he'd ever experienced - the wet warmth of Matsuri's mouth, the firm, confident strokes of Yukata's hand. He was completely overwhelmed, his body trembling with unbridled ecstasy.
Gaara was in pure bliss, his mind reeling from the sensations overwhelmingly pleasuring his body. The wet warmth of Matsuri's mouth had been heavenly, but now Yukata took over, her lips wrapping around his throbbing shaft with an intensity that made him see stars. She bobbed her head up and down, her tongue swirling and licking with an almost primal hunger. He let out a strangled moan, his hips bucking involuntarily as waves of ecstasy washed over him. This was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before - the girls were utterly relentless in their pursuit of his pleasure.
Matsuri watched with glee, her hand stroking him in firm, confident strokes to match Yukata's oral ministrations. "That's it, Gaara-sama," she purred. "Just feel how good it can be."
Gaara was powerless to resist, his body trembling uncontrollably as the girls lavished him with their wanton affections. The sensations were simply too much for the poor boy to handle. His cock twitched and throbbed uncontrollably, aching for release after being teased and stimulated by Matsuri and Yukata's skilled ministrations. He let out a guttural moan, hips bucking as he neared the edge of ecstasy. The girls exchanged a hungry, triumphant look. They knew their Kazekage was about to come undone. Yukata picked up the pace, her mouth bobbing faster along his shaft, while Matsuri stroked him firmly, coaxing him ever closer to the brink. "That's it, Gaara-sama," Matsuri purred. "Just let it all out for us. We want to see you lose control."
Gaara threw his head back, his vision blurring as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. With a strangled cry, his hips bucked and his cock erupted, unleashing a torrent of cum that spilled forth into Yukata's eager mouth. Wave after wave of mind-shattering ecstasy wracked his trembling body. The girls were utterly shocked by the sheer volume of Gaara's release. Matsuri's eyes went wide as she watched Yukata gulping it down, her cheeks bulging. "Wow, Gaara-sama," she breathed, "I had no idea you had so much pent-up inside you."
Yukata pulled back, a trail of pearly white spunk dripping from the corner of her mouth. "Mmm, you taste delicious, Kazekage-sama," she purred, licking her lips. "I could get used to this."
Matsuri wasn't about to let a single drop go to waste. She leaned in lovingly, her tongue darting out to lap up the remaining cum clinging to Gaara's softening shaft. She peppered the sensitive flesh with gentle kisses, savouring every last bit of his essence. Gaara lay there, utterly spent but thoroughly satisfied. The girls had milked every last ounce of pleasure from his trembling body, leaving him in a haze of blissful afterglow.
"Looks like our Kazekage has a lot more where that came from," Matsuri purred, exchanging a heated look with Yukata. "I think it's time we really put him to the test."
Gaara's eyes went wide as the two girls stood up, their fingers hooking into the waistbands of their skirts. With slow, deliberate movements, they began to undress, layer by layer, revealing their luscious, curvaceous forms.
Matsuri peeled off her top, exposing her full, pert breasts encased in a lacy red bra. She gave them a tantalizing wiggle, watching Gaara's gaze hungrily drink in the sight. Next, she shimmied out of her skirt, the tiny scrap of fabric sliding down her long, toned legs to pool at her feet.
Yukata mirrored Matsuri's movements, her supple body coming into view as she stripped down to her matching black lingerie. Her breasts strained against the delicate lace, the globes of flesh nearly spilling out. Gaara could see the glistening wetness already soaking through the fabric of her panties, a clear sign of her arousal. With a coy smile, Yukata hooked her fingers into the waistband of her underwear, slowly peeling them down to reveal her clean-shaven, glistening pussy. Her labia were swollen and parted, begging to be tasted.
Beside her, Matsuri shrugged off her bra, unleashing her perky, full breasts. Her nipples were hard and erect, just begging to be sucked and nibbled. She ran her hands down her toned stomach, pausing to tease the hem of her panties before sliding them down, unveiling her own dripping wet slit. Opposite to Yukata's smooth, glistening mound, Matsuri's pussy was crowned with a thick bush of sandy hair. The curly, unkempt strands framed her swollen, pink folds, which glistened with her arousal. Gaara could only stare, his face flushing crimson as he drank in the sight of such unbridled beauty.
The girls exchanged a heated look, their bodies practically vibrating with pent-up desire. They had reduced the mighty Kazekage to a blushing, trembling mess - and they were only just getting started.
"What's the matter, Gaara-sama?" Matsuri purred, her fingers dipping between her slick, swollen lips. "Aren't you going to come play with us?"
With a sly grin, she held her wet, glistening fingers right up to Gaara's mouth, teasing him with the musky scent of her arousal. "Come on, Kazekage-sama," she cooed. "Have a taste. I know you want to."
Beside her, Yukata began slowly caressing her own body, her hands tracing the curves of her hips and breasts. "We're waiting, Gaara-kun," she breathed, her voice dripping with temptation. "Don't you want to join us?"
The girls were utterly shameless, putting their sinful bodies on full display and taunting their captive Kazekage. Gaara felt a primal hunger stirring within him, his spent cock throbbing with renewed interest. He knew he shouldn't give in, but the allure of their wanton charms was simply too much to resist. Matsuri grinned wickedly, smearing her glistening juices over Gaara's parted lips. The musky scent and tangy flavour were too much for the young Kazekage to resist. Hesitantly at first, then with growing hunger, he began to suckle her fingers, lapping up every last drop of her arousal. Yukata watched the lewd display with hooded eyes, one hand drifting down to tease her own slick folds. "That's it, Gaara-kun," she purred. "Show us how much you want us."
Both girls leaned in, pressing their soft, supple breasts against Gaara's face. They urged him to kiss, lick and suckle, encouraging him with gentle pats and coos of praise.
"That's a good Kazekage," Matsuri murmured, her fingers threading through his hair. "Worship our bodies like the loyal lord you are."
Gaara was powerless to resist, his mouth eagerly latching onto Yukata's nipple, drawing it deep into the wet heat of his mouth. His tongue swirled and flicked, eliciting gasps of pleasure from the girls.
Matsuri ground her hips against his leg, coating it with her arousal. "Mmm, yes, Gaara-sama," she panted. "You're doing so well. Now show us how much you crave our pussy." Very gently, she wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft, stroking him back to full hardness. Gaara let out a strangled moan, his hips bucking involuntarily into her skilled touch.
Yukata watched the lewd display with hooded eyes, one hand drifting down to tease her own dripping slit. "That's it, Gaara-kun," she purred. "Show us how much you want us."
The girls showered him with praises and encouragement, their bodies undulating sensually as they worked his cock. Matsuri's thumb flicked over the sensitive head, eliciting a shudder of pleasure, while Yukata ground her slick folds against his thigh, leaving a glistening trail of her arousal. Gaara was utterly powerless, his mind clouded with lust as the girls' shameless seduction broke down his last shreds of restraint. He was theirs now, a willing slave to their wanton desires. "Very good, Gaara-sama," Matsuri crooned, her hand picking up pace. "Now let's see how many times we can make you cum..."
With a hungry growl, Matsuri straddled Gaara's hips, positioning his rigid cock at the entrance to her slick, quivering pussy. This was her moment - she would take her precious Kazekage's virginity, and he would take hers in return. Gaara's breath caught in his throat as he felt the tip of his shaft brush against her swollen, sensitive folds. Matsuri paused for a tantalizing moment, locking eyes with him as she slowly, deliberately sank down onto his throbbing length. "Ahh, yes!" she cried out, her walls clenching around him in a vice-like grip. "You feel so good, Gaara-sama. So big and hard..."
Matsuri carefully and curiously moved atop him, her slick folds enveloping his rigid shaft. She let out a shuddering breath as she felt him filling her, stretching her in the most delicious way. Tentatively, she began to roll her hips, experimenting with different angles and motions. Gaara let out a strangled moan, his hands gripping her thighs as sparks of pleasure shot through him.
Yukata watched hungrily, her fingers dipping between her own glistening lips. "Don't be shy, Matsuri," she purred. "Really ride him. Show Gaara-sama how much you want his cock."
Emboldened by her friend's encouragement, Matsuri picked up the pace, grinding her hips down to sheathe him fully. She threw her head back, crying out in ecstasy as she claimed his virginity and he claimed hers in return. The tight, wet heat was almost too much for Gaara to bear. He bucked his hips up to meet her, his control slipping as the girls' shameless seduction overwhelmed him. He was theirs now.
Yukata couldn't hold back any more. With a cheeky smile, she ordered Gaara, "Open up and say 'ahh', Kazekage-sama." Before he could react, she straddled his face, grinding her dripping pussy against his lips.
"Time for you to put that talented mouth to work," she purred, tangling her fingers in his hair. "Show us how good you are at pleasing a woman."
Gaara was utterly powerless, his protests muffled by Yukata's slick folds. But as she began to rock against his face, he couldn't help but respond, his tongue instinctively lapping at her sensitive nub. Tentatively at first, Gaara's inexperienced tongue explored Yukata's most intimate places. He traced the outline of her swollen lips, dipping inside to taste her tangy arousal. Yukata let out a shuddering gasp, grinding harder against his face.
"That's it, Gaara-kun," she purred. "You're a natural. Now suck on my clit like a good boy."
Gaara obeyed, closing his lips around the throbbing bundle of nerves and sucking gently. Yukata cried out, her hips bucking as waves of pleasure washed over her. Beside them, Matsuri ground down on Gaara's cock, driving him deeper inside her slick heat. Matsuri picked up the pace, slamming her hips down to sheathe Gaara's rigid shaft to the hilt. "Mmm, yes, Gaara-sama," she panted. "Your cock feels so good inside me. Don't you dare hold back - fill me with your cum!"
Yukata ground her dripping pussy against Gaara's face, chasing her own release. "That's it, Gaara-kun," she moaned. "Make me cum with that talented tongue of yours. Show us how much of a man you are!"
Gaara's hips bucked and he cried out against Yukata's sensitive flesh as the stimulation became too much. With a strangled groan, he spilled his seed deep inside Matsuri, painting her walls with his hot, thick release. Matsuri threw back her head, keening in delight. "Yes, Gaara-sama! Flood me with your cum! Make me yours!"
Yukata shuddered as Gaara's tongue relentlessly worked her sensitive nub. The dual sensations were too much, and with a shuddering cry, she came undone, her juices gushing against his face. The girls rode out their peaks of pleasure, so proud of their Kazekage. Yukata lay down next to him, her face flushed with satisfaction. Matsuri leaned forward, kissing him deeply, her heart brimming with joy.
"Gaara-sama," she murmured, brushing a stray lock of hair from his face. "Did you enjoy that? Was it everything you dreamed of?"
Gaara blushed madly, still reeling from the intensity of their encounter. "I-I... Yes, Matsuri. It was the best thing I've ever experienced." He pulled her close, savouring the warmth of her body against his.
Matsuri was overjoyed, showering Gaara with passionate kisses. With each press of her lips, Gaara's blush deepened, until finally, to the girls' delight, he let out a soft giggle. Her face lit up at the sound. "Gaara-sama, you have the most adorable laugh!" She cuddled up to him, nuzzling his neck affectionately. "I'm so happy we got to share this special moment together."
Yukata looked on with a warm smile, proud of how far her friend and their beloved Kazekage had come. "You two are just too cute," she teased. "Looks like we've really brought Gaara out of his shell, haven't we?"
Gaara ducked his head shyly, but there was a newfound contentment in his expression. For once, he felt completely at ease, surrounded by the love and acceptance of these two wonderful women. The trio basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, their bond stronger than ever. Matsuri and Yukata doted on their precious Kazekage, showering him with affection and adoration. In their embrace, Gaara had found a sense of belonging he'd never known before.
Yukata leaned in, kissing Gaara boldly and lewdly. Her skilled fingers wrapped around his rapidly hardening shaft, stroking him with practised motions. "Mmm, Gaara-kun, you're getting all worked up again," she purred. "Looks like we still have some unfinished business to attend to."
Matsuri watched hungrily, her eyes drinking in the sight of Yukata's shameless display. "Yes, Gaara-sama, let us pleasure you again," she cooed, her own hand dipping between her glistening folds. "Show us how much of a man you truly are."
It only took a little coercing before Yukata had Gaara laying on top of her, his rigid shaft poised at her dripping entrance. "That's it, my stallion," she purred, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Take me and make me scream."
Gaara was powerless to resist, his control slipping as the girls' wanton seduction overwhelmed him. With a guttural groan, he plunged into Yukata's welcoming heat, his hips pistoning as he claimed her once more.
Matsuri watched the lewd display, her own fingers furiously working her sensitive nub. "Yes, Gaara-sama! Ravish her! Show us how much of a man you are!"
Yukata pulled Gaara down into heated kisses, her heels digging into his ass to drive him deeper with every powerful thrust. Their bodies collided in a frenzy of lust, sweat-slicked skin sliding together as they chased their shared climax. "Fuck, Gaara, you feel so good inside me," Yukata gasped between kisses. "Don't you dare hold back - give me everything you've got!"
Gaara was utterly lost in the sensations, his hips moving of their own accord as he surrendered to the girls' wanton desires. Matsuri's cries of ecstasy only spurred him on, fuelling the fire that burned within. Yukata expertly coaxed him, guiding Gaara's thrusts to hit all her most sensitive spots with his nice, thick cock. She cried out in pure bliss, her back arching as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Yesss, Gaara-kun! Right there, don't stop!" she panted, her nails raking down his muscular back. "You're making me feel so good, my stallion. Now fill me with your seed!"
Gaara couldn't hold back any more, his hips pistoning with wild abandon. Yukata shamelessly met his thrusts, her hips rolling to drive him deeper. Matsuri watched hungrily, her own fingers furiously working her sensitive nub until she cried out in ecstasy.
With a cute but pathetic moan, Gaara finally surrendered to his pleasure, his hips bucking uncontrollably as he flooded Yukata's waiting pussy with his hot, thick seed. Rope after rope of his potent release coated her inner walls, dripping down to soak the sheets beneath them. The girls revelled in their triumph, their gorgeous Kazekage utterly spent and at their mercy. Yukata clenched around him, milking every last drop from his twitching shaft. Matsuri watched with hungry eyes, her own fingers dipping between her glistening folds as she pleasured herself to the lewd display. Gaara was powerless to resist, his vision going white as the waves of ecstasy crashed over him. Spent and drained, he weakly collapsed onto the bed, chest heaving. The girls looked on adoringly, their expressions filled with affection and gratitude.
Matsuri leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to Gaara's brow. "Thank you, Kazekage-sama," she murmured, her voice soft and reverent. "You were wonderful."
Yukata followed suit, planting gentle kisses along Gaara's jawline. "We're so lucky to have you," she whispered, her fingers tracing the contours of his face. "You're everything to us."
Matsuri hugged him possessively, like an oversized stuffed toy. "Gaara-sama, you have to take me on a date now," she declared, her eyes shining with excitement. "Deep down, you know 'no' isn't an answer."
Gaara felt a flutter in his chest at her words, a warmth he hadn't experienced in a long time. These girls, these wonderful women, truly cared for him - not just as the Kazekage, but as a person. The thought of spending more time with them, getting to know them better, filled him with a sense of anticipation.
"I... I would be honoured," he murmured, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Matsuri let out a delighted squeal, snuggling even closer, while Yukata beamed with pride. At that moment, Gaara knew that he had found a place where he truly belonged. Surrounded by the love and affection of these two incredible women, he felt a peace he had never known before. This was his sanctuary, his safe haven - and he wouldn't trade it for anything.
This was something different I guess. The next threesome chapter is already in the making and probably will be the most anticipated one yet.
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