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Author's note: contains a 3-way scene. Also refers to some of the darker content from chapter 11 as a memory. Please review and give feedback. Enjoy.
Hinata scurried about cheerfully with her clipboard, the warm spring weather a perfect backdrop for the celebratory pool party she’d planned. Her sister, boyfriend, and the Uchiha returned victorious from the jounin exams 3 days ago. Fortunately, she’d anticipated their success and had most of the work done in advance. She rounded the Hyuga pool pavilion once more, checking on food, the DJ, pool toys, beach volleyball set, decorations… Then the conservative kunoichi stepped into the pool house bathroom, bravely donning a skimpy black swimsuit and a nearly sheer black coverup dress.
It was Naruto’s request. Ironically, Hinata was the only one reluctant to agree. All the women from the original rookie 12 would be in string bikinis for the day. Naruto had his camera set to capture the day in photos. The only thing better than watching hot women in bikinis was photographing them that way.
…
The party atmosphere waxed joyously throughout the afternoon – vibrant tunes from the DJ blended with the savory aroma of meat on the grill as the Leaf shinobi swam, laughed, and chatted. A follow the leader diving contest had them all basking in athletic fun. Lee won, although Hanabi had given the tai jutsu specialist a good run for his money. Now it was time for beach volleyball.
Sasuke selected the teams and contests at ‘random’ under the Hokage’s watchful eye. As Sasuke suspected, his porn loving old sensei managed to not see him fix the bikini clad kunoichi into one set. Now that the game was going, everyone gathered for the show. Naruto’s camera was in for a workout of its own.
Ten-Ten and Hinata faced off against Sakura and Ino. All the women ditched their cover-ups and sarongs for the volleyball match.
Sakura’s red string bikini amounted to little more than four small triangles of bright red spandex held together with four inviting bow ties. The white bandages on her new toes probably covered as much skin as her swimsuit. Her pink hair had grown out significantly and today she had it in two French braids. The youthful look complemented her long, lean legs and gentle curves.
Ino’s ensemble was nearly pornographic. Her traditional violet color accented pale, creamy skin. The bottom was a tiny thong, showcasing her perfect ass from behind and leaving little to the imagination in front. Her ample tits defied gravity as two small purple triangles withheld her perky nipples from public view. She wore her trademark pony tail; the sleek blonde’s hair covered more flesh than the tiny bikini.
The normally shy Hinata allowed her blonde ninja boyfriend to talk her into an amazingly sexy, black string bikini. She had more coverage than Sakura, nevertheless the buxom kunoichi blushed as she shed the dress for the volleyball game. Four tantalizing bows secured the suit to her voluptuous form. Her wide hips and luscious thighs were framed sensually by delicate black fabric. Bare, flat abs led up to enormous breasts peeking around the edges of the cloth that nearly reined them in. Nearly. Long black hair in a braid down her back framed her delicate face coquettishly.
Ten-Ten sported a white bikini. She swam the full length of the pool just before the game, her wet white suit leaving nothing to the imagination. The outline of her landing strip groomed pussy suggested wanton thoughts. Hard, dark nipples showed through the triangles covering her tempting tits. While Ten-Ten’s boobs were nowhere near the size of Hinata or Ino, she clearly knew how to use the assets she had. Ten-Ten loved to tease.
Sakura served first, the white ball sailing up into a series of bumps, sets, and spikes. The competitive women dove, jumped, and stretched, keeping the ball in play.
Naruto worked his camera feverishly, capturing images of bouncing breasts, spread legs, and divine feminine flexibility. He’d already promised Kakashi and Sasuke a calendar from the best shots. If the girls knew it was a set-up, they didn’t seem to care.
From the sidelines, Might Guy lectured endlessly about the beauty of youth. No one complained as all eyes focused on the erotic display.
“Damn… I want to tap them all.” Inuzuka Kiba whispered to his friend.
Shino replied, “Definitely… I never want this game to end.”
For his part as referee, Kakashi did his solemn best to call the game in such a way that it did last forever. But all good things must come to an end, so while his efforts did prolong the game, eventually Ino and Sakura prevailed.
Sweat and bits of sand clung to the panting women as the signal for the final point meant the match was theirs. Sakura jumped high with an enthusiastic cheer, landing in Ino’s arms. The effervescent blonde dove in, kissing her friend and lover fully on the mouth, their tongues dancing lasciviously for all to see as she swung her partner around.
While Naruto’s camera was put to the test, Sasuke stepped up to the scantily clad women making out on the volleyball court. “Congratulations, Ino and Sakura.” He handed them a small trophy.
The girls broke their lusty kiss as Sakura held up the trophy, smiling.
Ino stroked Sakura’s delightful, heart shaped ass as she whispered, “Let’s go back to my place and have some fun.”
Sakura turned, looking into the blonde’s big blue eyes, “As you wish.” She licked her lips seductively.
Ino caught Sasuke staring; their eyes exchanged a heated glance. “Sasuke… Would you like to join us for a drink back at my place?” She winked at the brooding man.
Sasuke stepped up, wrapping his arm around the buxom blonde, “Absolutely.” He smirked at the two smoking-hot kunoichi.
…
There were no drinks at Ino’s house. Though Sasuke’s lips were so dry, anything to wet them was welcome. His lips were dry, his cock ached, and his eyes could barely believe the lewdness of his former classmates…..
20 minutes earlier…
The three shinobi were barely through the front door when the sexy blonde whispered to Sasuke, “Just watch at first. Wait until she comes to join us. I promise you’ll like it.”
He watched in eager frustration as the hot women made out next to Ino’s bed. Bikini parts dropped to the floor as their hands fondled each other. Ino’s nipples were broader, a darker shade of pink than Sakura’s. He drooled as feminine hands teased erect nipples, the girls warming each other up. His eyes wandered down their flat stomachs to the sweet mounds between their thighs. Sakura’s rosy curls were shaved except for a small heart shaped patch atop her glistening slit. Ino was similarly groomed, but with a round patch of blonde at the crest of her nether lips.
After several minutes of dueling tongues and molesting fingers, Ino broke the kiss, smiling wickedly. “Get on the bed, Sakura.”
With the cutest little whimper, Sakura complied, situating her naked body with outstretched arms, “As you wish, Ino.”
Ino pulled two long, red silk sashes from her dresser drawer. She wrapped the soft cloth around Sakura’s left wrist, securing her to the bedpost. She bit her lower lip in thought, a decadent twinkle in her eye as she laid hold of Sakura’s left ankle, tying it to the same corner.
Sakura gasped, “Ino! My feet too this time?” She wriggled against the binding.
Ino reached out, kissing Sakura softly on the lips. “Shhh… you’re flexible and you’ll like it. Trust me.” She kissed her again, the slight bit of anxiety quelled. Ino repeated the bindings on Sakura’s right side, putting the naked medic on the center of the bed with her wrists and ankles tied to the bedposts, knees slightly bent.
Sakura’s luscious flower topped with the sweet pink heart dripped with arousal as Ino made a show of her precious girl. Ino kissed Sakura’s inner thigh, working her way inward, then skipping the centerpiece, she switched to the other side, lavishing kisses along the medic’s athletic legs.
Sasuke stood watching from the foot of the bed, the erection in his pants painful with desire. He longed to free his member, but experience told him it was better to wait. So, he licked his lips, watching, waiting for his opening.
Sakura moaned in frustration, “Ino… you fucking tease! … arrgh…” She strained against the bindings, but not enough to break them. Her breasts bounced playfully as her bosom heaved in her struggle.
Cautious of her partner’s triggers, Ino decided to move things along. This was the first time they’d gotten this far with a man in the room; she wanted to be sure it went well. Ino kissed Sakura’s clit softly.
Sakura arched her back as much as she could, nearly bounding off the bed at the erotic touch. “Yes!” She cried out.
Ino set her tongue to work on the soft folds of Sakura’s sweet petals, lapping at the luscious nectar she found. Sakura always tasted like fresh strawberries. Finding Sakura so wet and inviting, Ino slipped one, then two fingers inside her yearning cavern, stroking the girl into sexual oblivion.
Unable to make coherent words any longer, Sakura moaned erotically under Ino’s ministrations.
Sensing Sakura’s impending climax, Ino thrust her own rear into the air, her knees parted beneath her hips, making her accessible to Sasuke. She crooked her finger back at the Uchiha motioning him forward as she sucked hard on Sakura’s clit, sending the medic over the edge or orgasmic bliss.
Ino kept her face occupied in Sakura’s streaming pussy, drinking her like a vagabond at a desert oasis, so she didn’t see Sasuke drop his pants, but Sakura saw. The mind- crushing orgasm kept her from speaking, but her eyes went wide at the sight of him.
Sasuke smirked at Sakura’s mid-orgasm reaction to the sight of his manhood. He knew he was a big boy. That Ino was so confident that she didn’t even look before offering her orifices to him made his next step all the sweeter.
Sakura stared at Sasuke’s cock. The only longer one she’d ever seen was Saizo, and Sasuke was close. But his girth! Where did he put such a fat cock every day? She suddenly realized that she’d never seen Sasuke in anything form fitting since adolescence. And it was so hard to think at all while Ino gave her head. Ino’s talented tongue made another swipe across her clit sending Sakura reeling in bliss once more.
Sasuke mounted the bed with his knees on either side of Ino’s, steadying himself. Her teased her slit idly with his fingers, “Ready Ino?” His voice, smooth and deep as velvet belied none of what was to come.
Ino simply shook her head yes, not wanting to bring her lips away from Sakura’s delicious mound.
Sasuke smiled decadently as he slid his massive cock into Ino’s tight snatch. He managed to get a third of it in, before the resistance compelled him to pause.
Ino screamed at the sudden, extreme stretching. She’d taken plenty of cocks in her day; surely this was not Sasuske’s actual penis but some trick or extreme toy. She looked up at a sympathetic Sakura, still panting in aftershocks. Sakura shrugged her shoulders at Ino’s questioning glance. It was the only communication she could give at the moment. Ino looked back over her shoulder at the smirking Sasuke.
“I’m not more man that you can handle, am I Ino?” Sasuke taunted the blonde kunoichi, knowing how she prided herself in sexual prowess.
Ino would be damned if she’d let him off so easy. Her pussy could take anything and she was not going to risk her reputation just because Sasuke was on the big side. “Not at all, Sasuke. Just caught me a bit off guard. Sakura’s so tasty, you see.” She dipped her fingers deep in the medic, then held them back to Sasuke.
Sasuke licked Sakura’s juices off Ino’s fingers, relishing the berry flavor as the sweet scent mingled with Ino’s arousal. “hmmmmm… so sweet… Save some of her for me too, Ino.” Sasuke eased himself back a bit, then pushed back into Ino’s tight pussy, gaining some ground.
Ino forced her core to relax, breathing deeply as she gradually accepted Sasuke’s gargantuan cock. She knew he was touching places no man had gone before and she’d probably need Sakura to heal her in the morning, but damn… the feel of such a mammoth moving in her flesh got her hotter than an oven. She moaned, diving her face back to feasting on Sakura while Sasuke fucked her from behind.
Sakura’s hands and feet were immobilized, but she had the most spectacular view. Not only could she see her darling Ino lapping at her folds, she had a full view of a naked Sasuke plowing into her from behind. Sasuke’s dark hair and eyes still gave him the same brooding good looks he’d always sported. His body, however, was no longer that of a boy, but a man. Broad shoulders supported muscular arms. Ripped pectoral and abdominal muscles decorated his torso like a living sculpture of a Greek god. And that cock! Oh that cock! Nearly as long as Saizo and twice as thick. She wanted that cock. Her deep green eyes connected with his black orbs, the lust between them palpable even though they were both in mid fuck with Ino.
Ino screamed as the intense orgasm wracked her flesh. She lost her grip, Sasuke’s next thrust pushing her face up between Sakura’s tits. She grabbed Sakura’s torso, desperate for leverage as her experienced vagina took the pounding of her life. Just as the orgasm began to wane, another climax took its place, drawing another lurid cry from the blond.
Sasuke hummed as he fucked Ino. His eyes held Sakura’s gaze while his cock took its carnal pleasure from Ino. Ino already had Sakura submitting to her; soon, he’d have both these beauties submitting to him. Hot, fuckable women. He longed to see their bellies swell with his seed. He was a patient man. Tonight was just the first step. Sensing Ino close to passing out, Sasuke allowed himself his own release, streams of thick white cum stuffing the blonde kunoichi to overflowing.
Ino shuddered in orgasmic aftershocks as Sasuke pulled out of her. She felt so full a moment before, and now so empty. Exhausted, she rolled to Sakura’s side, panting for breath.
Sasuke eyed Sakura with a deep hunger. Still, the things Hanabi said niggled the back of his mind enough for him to know fucking a naked, bound Sakura with a cock like his was not the best first approach. She flinched as she saw him make a hand sign. Sasuke released two tiny puffs of fire, instantly melting the bonds from Sakura’s wrists.
Sakura gasped as Sasuke’s jutsu freed her without burning her at all. She smiled as he rubbed her ankles each in turn. His eyes drank in her naked form like cool water on a hot summer day. Those eyes.. so penetrating, so observant. She could spend hours just watching Sasuke’s eyes.
Sasuke crawled up Sakura’s body as Ino struggled to stay conscious next to her. “Sakura… you are so beautiful. And your pussy… I love your pussy. It’s such a fuckable pussy.”
Sakura’s body tensed as his words struck a painful chord in her mind. Bitch… You are so fucking tight… I love your pussy. Such a fuckable pussy. Then the barrage – whore, cunt, spy, bitch, it’s all you’re good for, fuck-toy…
Sakura jumped from the bed in a sudden panic. “Ummmm… I’m sorry. I forgot. I have to go home. Bye.” She threw on a t-shirt and shorts from Ino’s drawer in seconds, slipped into her sandals and rand out the door.
A shocked Sasuke sat on the bed calling after her “Sakura?!?”
Ino sat up, grabbing Sasuke by the arm, “Let her go. She’ll be alright. It’s a flashback.”
“Shouldn’t… Shouldn’t one of us go after her? Is she safe like that?” He was seriously concerned for her.
Ino shook her head. “She’ll go home. Always does… I’m sorry, Sasuke… Please… Please don’t take it personally. She’s trying.” Tears ran down Ino’s face as frustration and sorrow for her beloved Sakura spilled from her eyes.
Sasuke reached over, gently wiping her eyes, “I… I heard it was bad. I just… I just didn’t realize…”
Ino leaned against Sasuke’s chest, his arm around her providing an extra measure of strength. “Yeah… It’s that bad… Sasuke, we should talk. I’m not at liberty to tell you everything. But I’ll share what I can. After that, you have to talk to Sakura.”
…
Sakura ran to the apartment, all her things, including the apartment key, abandoned at Ino’s. She pounded on the door, “Kakashi! It’s me!”
The silver haired ninja barely cracked the door when a pink haired blur flew across the threshold and into his arms.
“Kakashi!” Tears ran down Sakura’s face as she buried her face in the older man’s bare chest.
“Shhh… Sakura, I’m here. You’re safe. You’re safe.” He spoke gently to the frightened young woman, knowing her pain all too well. After the party he’d showered and put on sweat pants, expecting Sakura to be at Ino’s for a long time. Seeing her here so soon in Ino’s clothes meant she’d been triggered again.
Sakura clung to her Hokage with a death grip as she blabbered incoherently, her face pressed into his torso.
Kakashi scooped up the frightened kunoichi, kissed her softly on the forehead, and carried her to his bed. Climbing into bed he spooned up behind her, his arms wrapped around her midsection. “You’re alright, Sakura. Breathe. Just breathe.”
They laid there for some time, just breathing together. Kakashi pulled the covers up once Sakura wore herself into sleep. They were in for a long night. She’d tell him everything in the morning. She always did. How he’d become something of a therapist for his favorite kunoichi was something of a mystery to him. He’d always told his students they could talk to him about anything, but Sakura was truly taking him up on it. She shared everything with him. Details of her time in captivity. Details of her sex life with Ino. Her inability to have sex with a man right now. The nightmares. Her fears. The grief. It cut him to the core to see her suffer. Anything and everything he could do to help, he would not hesitate. She deserved so much more, so much better than what she had. She had no idea how talented and beautiful and incredible she was. He found himself drinking in her scent as their bodies lay together. His scarred heart longed for something he knew he could never have. Her.
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