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Shogi Anyone?	By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 13931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sakura woke up to the sight of her Shishou on one side of the bed and Temari on the other. She tired to sit up only to have Tsunade’s strong arms gently hold her down. “Hello there, kiddo. Just stay where you are for now.”
Sakura’s eyes widened as she realized there was an IV in her arm. Her other hand immediately went to her abdomen, relief washing over her features as she felt the young lives within her body. “What? … What happened?”
Tsunade went into lecture mode. “It seems you’ve been overdoing it quite a bit, young lady. Ino and Temari found you passed out on your bathroom floor with the toilet full of your vomit.” Sakura winced at the revelation, but she knew better than to argue with her mentor when the sanin was in such a state. The godaime went on, “it’s been a bit tricky to treat you quietly, but we’ve managed to run some blood work. You’re anemic. A twin pregnancy, overwork, inadequate diet, excessive vomiting… what would you tell such a patient, Sakura?” The older medic glared at her protégé.
Sakura closed her eyes briefly, gathering her thoughts as she prepared herself to eat a large helping of humble pie. “I’d tell her she simply must cut back her schedule, eat properly, and give her body time to adjust to being pregnant.” She was so busted. Sakura braced herself for the orders.
“That’s a good start, Sakura. You are hereby put on three days of bedrest. You will eat everything on your plate at meals, you will take your supplements, and we will keep you on an IV until this vomiting has been stopped. After that, you will adjust your schedule to accommodate your needs for extra rest and extra meals. You’ve obviously lost a lot of weight; we need to reverse that trend immediately. Any questions?” The hokage glared at her virtual daughter.
“But… I’m supposed to spar with Kankuro on Tuesday and …”
“Sparring!?! There will be no more sparring until these boys are born, Sakura! You are restricted to genjutsu practice and throwing weapons. Do I make myself clear?” Her angry scowl bored into Sakura’s face.
The young medic sighed in resignation, “Yes, Shishou.”
The older woman held her gaze, unrelenting instruction in her voice, “Repeat the orders, Sakura.”
Sakura always felt like a genin again when her shishou spoke that way. “Yes, ma’am. I will eat a balanced diet, take my vitamins, and continue the IV as needed for nausea. I will not spar, but instead will restrict my training to genjutsu and target practice. I will remain on bedrest three days.” Three days would probably feel like three years, but there was no choice. Well, no choice if she wanted to be a good mother, that is. So, yeah. No choice.
The triumphant mentor smiled, then sat at Sakura’s side holding her hand as her voice softened. “I have some good news for you. Gaara is awake.”
Sakura squirmed, trying to get up in vain as both Tsunade and Temari held her in place. “I have to see him!” She begged. “Shishou please.”
Tsunade shook her head. In a way, this episode was a godsend. Hopefully Gaara’s memory would be in better shape in three days. “Sakura, you know the precarious situation here. The story is you have a 72 hour flu and have been quarantined. You’ll just have to wait. In the meantime, you’ll be happy to know he’s speaking clearly, recognizes everyone, and is every bit his usual dazzling personality.”
Sakura giggled at the sarcastic description of her stoic lover. At least he was well. That meant the world to her, “All right, Shishou. I will be good… Somebody had better find me some good reading material though.” She looked over to Temari.
The sand shinobi smiled, “I think that can be arranged, Sakura… I’m thankful my brother and my soon to be sister in law are both going to be well in time for their wedding.”
Tsunade stood, stretching as she yawned. “I’m going to get a nap. I’ll send Naruto to keep you company. He can always send a clone for anything you might need. Get some rest, kiddo.”
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An exhausted Yamanaka Ino wandered into the Gaara’s home library. Despite the long hours of the past two days, sleep eluded the buxom blonde. She went in search of some light reading to calm her nerves. Ino quietly perused the shelves, wearing only her tiny pink teddy, matching lace thong, and sheer pink robe. It would have been wise to wear more clothing, but she figured no one else would be around so late at night. However, she was wrong as a sudden presence near the door caught her attention.

Temari breezed through the library door a moment later with, “Hello, Ino. I figured you’d be sound asleep by now.” She smiled at the scantily clad Leaf kunoichi.

Ino looked Temari over with a curious eye. The sand shinobi had her hair down, hanging in loose curls around her shoulders. She wore a black silk robe, open to the front over a matched set of black silk shorts with a sleeveless top. The tips of her pert nipples showed through the silk as her breasts bounced freely with each step. Those long, lean legs and bare feet enticed the medic. Ino licked her lips absent mindedly as she considered her sexy friend’s behavior from the early morning.

“Oh, I’m just having a bit of insomnia and thought I’d find something to read. What are you doing up so late? You must be exhausted.”

Temari caught Ino’s suggestive body language. Did she really go both ways? With those massive tits she carried, Ino sure would be fun to play with. Plus, she’d seen her in those tiny pajamas before. That ass begged to be spanked. “Oh, I am tired, that’s for sure. But I promised Sakura I’d keep her stocked with good books while she’s on bed rest. For some reason, she doesn’t trust Naruto to choose quality literature.”

Ino chuckled as she moved behind the other girl, her hands going to stiff shoulders, rubbing them lightly, “Temari, you are so tense. You should totally let me give you a massage.”

Temari practically melted, “Mmmm, that feels so good.” The feel of soft healing hands loosening her burdened muscles relaxed the wind user. She tilted her head back, reflexively yielding to the hedonistic suggestion. “Ino, your hands are magical.”

Ino continued her ministration, leaning in to whisper in the kunoichi’s ear, her face brushing through the wavy blonde locks as her lips neared Temari’s neck, “If you like this, you should come to my room with me. I have massage oil there, so I could … take care of you… properly.”

The sultry voice and warm breath against her neck set arousal coiling in Temari’s loins. The floral scent of Ino’s shampoo and the earthy pheromones she exuded drew her in. “Oh? … I think I’d like that… a lot. Let me drop these books at Sakura’s room and I’ll be right there. I’d be grateful for your… care.” With that last word she took hold of Ino’s hand, bringing it to her lips briefly as she kissed the back of her hand with a small lick of her tongue inviting the buxom blonde to get physical.

Ino gasped as the sensuous lips and playful tongue teased the back of her hand. She bit her lower lip, stifling a moan, and displaying her lust for the athletic woman, “I’ll have… everything… ready for your massage, Temari.” She turned around, bending to pick a book off the bottom shelf, intentionally showing off her nearly bare ass. Then she walked down the hall, pausing briefly to blow a kiss over her shoulder at the flushed sand shinobi.
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Ten minutes felt like ten hours when the soft knock finally came at Ino’s bedroom door. She’d dispensed with her light robe and let her hair down, so she wore only the short pink teddy and matching thong as she answered. Her nipples, already hard with anticipation, peeked through the soft fabric as her braless tits longed for contact. “Come in, Temari.” She motioned the young woman into her bed chamber.

The sultry vixen in front of her fueled Temari’s already lusty fire. She smiled. Ino had a few candles glowing softly around the room; a bottle of massage oil on the nightstand welcomed her for a night of decadence. “Ino, you look delicious.” Temari closed the door behind her and stepped close to the object of her arousal. Her hand cupped the back of Ino’s head as she captured the other woman’s lips in a passionate kiss. The medic’s strawberry lip gloss flooded her taste buds as the soft, delightfully feminine lips yielded to her advance. Her tongue swept across Ino’s lower lip, seeking admission to explore further.

Ino replied eagerly, opening her mouth to Temari’s able tongue. She wrapped her hands around the sand shinobi’s waist, stroking along her back in a gentle embrace as their tongues dialogued in lustful communion. Finally needing air, she broke the kiss, a gentle admonition in her seductive voice, “Temari, slow down or I won’t be able to… finish… your massage.” She motioned her to the bed as she stepped back, a hand still on her side. “Please… take off all your clothes… they’ll only get in the way.”

Temari stepped back, her eyes drinking in the now thoroughly aroused Leaf ninja, the wet spot on the front of that tiny pink thong growing by the second. She licked her lips lasciviously, “As you wish, Ino, dear.” She moved slowly, teasing the medic with a tantalizing striptease. She peeled the black silk robe off each shoulder an inch at a time, eventually allowing the garment to pool at her feet. Then she caressed her breasts with her hands, finger tips teasing her own nipples hard beneath the small silk top. Temari’s assets were smaller than Ino’s, but she knew how to work them to her advantage. A hand lifted the edge of the top, showing her sculpted abdominals momentarily. She swayed her hips to imaginary music as she slowly turned, showing off her ass and legs as well. By the time the top was off, she saw Ino’s thong dripping. She smiled demurely, “Oh Ino, I hope I’m not slowing down too much for you.”

Ino bit her lip, a moan escaping her at the lewd display. She wanted more. She wanted to fuck this hot kunoichi all night long. But no way was she going to speed things up yet. “Oh, not at all, Temari… I’m enjoying the show. Just like you will enjoy my… massage.” There were advantages to picking up medical ninjutsu whether your partner was male or female. Ino enjoyed both. A hot partner made for great sex as far as she was concerned; the equipment was secondary.

Temari flipped her hair playfully at the taunt. She continued her sexy dance as her hands roved across her own curves schooling the young medic in how she liked to be touched. As she gently eased her shorts off her well-toned rear, she feigned surprise, “Oh my! I seem to be wearing no underwear Ino. Is it okay if I’m completely naked for this massage?” The wind mistress was bare now, her glistening folds covered only by a small patch of blond curls.

Ino smirked with anticipation. “It’s definitely better to be naked. Now, get on the bed face down please.”

Temari grinned, “Yes, ma’am. Let’s begin.” She laid down in the middle of the bed, her head turned slightly to the side and her curly hair splayed across the pillow. Her lithe body tingled with anticipation.

Ino grabbed the massage oil, pouring some into her hand to warm it, “That was a delightful little show, Temari. Now let me show you a few things.” She spread the warm oil across Temari’s bare back, her hands continuing down across her buttocks, shapely thighs and lean calves. Reaching her feet, the medic pulsed a tiny charge of chakra to her finger tips as she rubbed each foot in turn.

Temari moaned softly as all the tension of the past several days began to melt under Ino’s care. “That feels amazing.” The chakra enhanced massage was possibly the most luxurious feeling in the world.

Ino beamed as her hands made their way up the woman’s calves, easing tension from her athletic muscles methodically. “Honey, I’m just getting started with you.” She paused from her treatment to run a provoking finger between the exposed cheeks on display, teasing Temari’s puckered rosebud for emphasis.

Temari gasped, squeezing her glutes at the delightful tease. Lust gripped her loins as her legs spread themselves out further, revealing her dripping snatch.

Ino giggled with glee as she bypassed Temari’s luscious ass to rub her back first. This earned her a desperate moan from her subject as she continued loosening anxious muscles in their proper order. Once she finished Temari’s back, the medic massaged each arm in turn.

By the time Ino reached her neck, Temari was practically melting into the comforter. She couldn’t recall ever being this thoroughly relaxed and awake at the same time. It was better than any bath she’d ever had. Ino’s hands were magic. She moaned again, the sensual pleasure driving all thought from her mind.

Ino grinned, this was exactly what she wanted. She reached in her bedside drawer, quietly removing her favorite toy and lube as Temari drifted in bliss. The medic went back to those luscious butt cheeks and set to massaging them just as she had all of the wind user’s other muscles. As she neared completion, Ino set to teasing her, occasionally running her fingers along her slit, her ass crack, and her inner thighs as she worked.

Temari growled as Ino aroused her, passion coiling in her loins as those nimble fingers touched her most sensitive places.

“Be patient, honey.” Ino chided playfully. “I’m not finished with you yet…” She slowly twirled her fingers around Temari’s clit.

Temari was on fire for Ino. She didn’t usually take orders, but this felt too good to pass up, so she went along with the program. “Ino, you are such a tease.”

The mind shinobi grinned lasciviously, “Like I said, Temari. I’m still warming you up.” She spread the sand shinobi’s legs wider and set her hands to exploring and stroking the fine assets on display – the muscular and rounded ass, soft skin over lean thighs, and the delightfully damp patch of blonde curls over the glistening folds of her nether lips. Finally satisfied with her preparations, she eased the soaking pink thong off her own body, replacing it with the strap-on she enjoyed so much. The teasing didn’t stop until she entered Temari with a smooth, slow stroke.

She was so ready, Temari nearly came on penetration. She moaned lustfully, “Yes! Oh, yes! Ino! More!” Her hands reached out to the sides, grasping Ino’s thighs, urging her on.
Ino leaned over her lover’s back, hands planted on either side of her shoulders as she set a slow, steady rhythm, pounding into the luscious womanhood with every stroke. She nuzzled her neck, leaving tiny kisses as she fucked Temari thoroughly.

Temari groaned, her hands desperately seeking purchase in the buxom blonde’s ass and thighs as she took a hammering from behind. The feel of those extra-large breasts spreading across her back only added to her arousal. “Fuck… Ino! Yes! … OH FUCK!”

Ino smiled as the woman beneath her spasmed in an earth shattering orgasm. Damn, she was so fucking beautiful screaming in ecstasy. Ino didn’t let her down. Instead she continued, increasing her pace and extending the orgasm for as long as possible. Finally, when she feared her lover would pass out, the medic stopped, leaving the toy buried in her partner’s pussy as she held her, kissing her shoulders as the aftershocks finally abated.

Temari panted heavily. She was seriously fucked over. Damn it felt so good. She finally found the ability to speak, “Talk about a massage with a happy ending. Damn, Ino. You’re amazing.”
Ino laid lazily on her lover’s back, her hands caressing the ninja idly as the connection between them remained. “Thank you. I’m glad you liked it…” She reached a hand around to tease Temari’s still swollen bundle of nerves, when she suddenly found herself on her back, the connection broken, and Temari smirking lewdly over her.
“And now my luscious leaf, it’s time for you to follow orders.” She quickly pulled the pink teddy over her head, using the garment to bind her hands above her to the headboard. “You won’t be needing this… At least not this end.” She chided as she removed the strap on from Ino’s curvaceous hips.

Ino gasped at the sudden shift of authority. She wondered idly if Temari and Kankuro knew just how alike they were in bed. “Temari, you vixen!”

Temari leaned over her naked lover, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Her tongue thrust into the medic’s mouth as she took the upper hand in their encounter. Finally coming up for air, Temari grinned wickedly, “Let me have my way with you. I want to have fun with your body.” Ino’s voluptuous body was a pleasure playground for the wind mistress. She set herself to molesting Ino’s massive tits, her hands eagerly fondling the gravity defying orbs. Feminine fingers teased the perky pink nipples to attention, the kunoichi squirming under her ministration. “Be still for me. I’ll make you feel good… eventually.”

Ino settled herself by strength of will. “Damn, Temari. You make me want more.”

Authoritative lust oozed from the sand shinobi, compelling the younger woman to follow her lead. She suckled at Ino’s nipple, her hand teasing the other with gentle caresses. “After all, you teased me relentlessly. It’s only fair for me to return the favor.” She fondled the erect nipples lustily, leaning in to lick at each sensitized teat in turn. She circled the areola with her tongue a few times, carefully avoiding the tip as she taunted the medic beneath her. Eventually, her sinuses were overwhelmed by the scent of arousal. Damn this girl was so fucking hot. “Tell me what you want, Ino.”

A sheen of sweat shone atop pink flushed skin; Ino was so turned on she could barely think. She struggled, finally formulating a reply, “Temari, please! Please!... Please make me cum.”

“You’re such a horny little slut, Ino…I love to hear you beg.” She reached a hand down, barely touching the outer folds of her sex and brushing slightly across her clit, baiting the sexy blonde.

Ino was at the edge of ecstasy, so close, but so far. “Please! Please Temari! I’m your fucking cum slut! Please fuck me! Please make me cum!”

“Very well, my little medic…Cum!” She pushed a skilled finger onto Ino’s swollen bundle of nerves, the ensuing river of juices flowing across her hand, evidence of her lover’s ecstasy.

Ino’s face stretched with pleasure as an orgasmic scream left her lips. Her muscles twitched as the climax shook her body, Temari’s fingers sending her over the top again and again. She lost count of the peaks.

Finally satisfied with her first round with her playmate, Temari pulled her soaked fingers to her mouth, licking the luscious nectar lewdly. “You are delicious, Ino. Now I’ll let you taste me.” She moved up, straddling the medic with her knees on either side of Ino’s head, giving her a view down the length of her shapely body.

Ino looked up into Temari’s well fucked folds, the filthy sight driving her wild with desire. She set her tongue and lips to work, licking and kissing her lover’s open womanhood with gusto. She moaned at the slightly sweet and earthy taste, eagerly lapping away at the swollen clit in her face.

Temari grabbed Ino’s tits for leveraged as she rocked her hips and worked her pussy on Ino’s mouth. She rode the kunoichi hard, sometimes leaving her breathless to the verge of fainting. She relished the power of face fucking a restrained shinobi; it made her hot and wet. So very wet. “Faster, Ino! Lick me off and drink it!” She felt the thrust of tongue as Ino’s lips closed around her clit, sucking hard and sending her over the edge.

The rush of fluid was too much for the compliant kunoichi, she chugged down as much as she could, but the river in her mouth overflowed, running across her face, down her neck and clinging to her long, straight hair.

Temari grunted, the orgasm bringing release to her once more. She turned to the side, noting her cum covering the girl beneath her. “You have a talented tongue, Ino. I think a dirty girl like you needs a spanking.” Her strong arms flipped the medic onto her stomach. She followed with a resounding smack to Ino’s rounded ass.

Ino bit her tongue to suppress the yelp in her mouth as her rear stung with her lover’s handprint. It shouldn’t excite her to be spanked, but it did. She felt her pussy dripping again as arousal built once more. “Oh! Temari!” She exclaimed, wiggling her ass for more.

Temari smacked Ino’s ass to a candy apple red, the bright color on her round butt cheeks fueling her lust. She took ahold of the strap on Ino used earlier. After all, turn about was fair play.She positioned herself behind the Leaf ninja, her knees on either side of Ino’s thighs. With one swift stroke, she ploughed into Ino’s back door, eliciting an uncontrolled squeal of pain. She stilled for a moment, a hand reaching around to fondle Ino’s clit. “You’re going to like this… I’m going to fuck your ass and make you cum on my hand while I do it… Your going to like it and beg for it, aren’t you?”

Ino’s ass was on fire. Her cheeks still stung from the spanking and now her asshole had stretched far and too fast. She caught her breath, forcing her core to relax. The stimulation of her lady parts juxtaposed intense desire with the searing pain, pushing her to obey the seductress on top of her. “Yes, Ino. Please fuck me hard.” She yielded, enjoying the feel of her partner’s aggression.

Temari felt the arousal building in her lover once again. She smiled wickedly. Ino was such a great fuck. She pounded her ass repeatedly as her fingers worked skillfully at the swollen clit and wet nether lips. She teased her to near the top, then stopped, not wanting to let her cum too soon.

The mind ninja cried at the loss of her lovers’ hand, “Please, please Temari! Please make me cum! Please!” She had no dignity left, she just wanted to cum so bad.

Temari taunted as she pummeled the red, round ass “But Ino, I’m not sure you really want it… “ She taunted.

Ino was utterly helpless in the wind user’s grasp. “Please, please fuck me! Please, Temari, let me cum! Make me cum, please! Please! I’ll do anything! Please!”

Temari went on mercilessly, teasing Ino’s cunt as she rammed her ass from behind, gleefully watching her hands struggle at the binding as she dominated her in every way. “Anything? You’d do anything for me, you horny little slut? What would you do for me?”

Ino was so close. She knew her ass was completely destroyed by the hard fucking and spanking, but she just had to cum. She’d do anything. “Anything! Please! I’ll do anything! I’ll eat out your asshole…. I’ll lick your cum off the bed… Please, please!”

Temari continued, tormenting her lover delightfully. “That’s a little better… Tell me… would you eat out another woman in front of me? Would you suck a dick off if I told you to? Tell me what filthy things you would do for me.”

Ino yielded, desire and frustration driving her mad, “Yes! I’ll do anything you ask! Fuck anyone any way foryou, Temari. Just please, please PLEASE! Make me cum, please!”

Temari smiled lewdly, “Ah, now, that’s a good girl. Enjoy your reward, my pet.” She thrust into Ino’s ass hard as she finally pushed her weeping clitoris over the edge of oblivion. The woman beneath her shook, her body quaking with the powerful orgasm. Satisfied she was coming down, Temari pulled out, eased the strap-on off her own aroused sex, stroked her clit quickly a few times, and came on Ino’s back, her fluids coating the rest of the blonde’s mussed hair.

Ino felt completely used as she lay in a puddle of their cum. She’d lost count of the orgasms long ago. She’d seriously underestimated Temari’s abilities in bed. Just as she felt herself drifting off, the sand shinobi flipped her over once again.

Temari locked eyes with her shinobi lover. The cum covered kunoichi looked like a filthy whore. She loved fucking a kunoichi hard, breaking her to your will. “Ino, my sweet pet, I want to reward you again, but I need to be… reassured. Tell me again, what you will do for me.”

A swirl of emotions ran through Ino’s mind. This was all a game, right? Just a night of passion. Temari was engaged to Shikamaru, so… “Temari, I’ll do anything you say.”

Temari held her gaze, “If I tell you to fuck a guy, or go down on a woman, or take a piss on a busy street, you’ll do it for me, won’t you?”

Ino swallowed hard, she knew she would. Fuck, Temari was so good at sex, she would do anything for more of her. “Yes… Anything to please you.”

Temari smirked at the filthy bound blonde, “Good girl.” She held Ino’s thighs wide apart as she dipped her head between them, her tongue lapping at the open flower before her. She licked eagerly at the pink folds and dripping clit as she slipped a pair of fingers into the tight walled cavern, penetrating the orifice for the first time that evening.

Ino groaned and moaned as her lover ate her out, the talented tongue subduing her easily. “Yes, oh please! Please Temari, please! Please I’ll do anything you say! I’ll be yours! Please! Oh yes!!!” She begged and moaned, her pleas matching her filthy appearance as she came again hard.

Temari continued fingering Ino’s pussy, bringing her play thing to orgasm again as she indoctrinated her, “You are my special pet, Ino. I don’t care who you fuck on your own time, but when you’re with me, you’re mine. ”

Ino panted, gasping for breath as she nearly passed out from the intensity of the last peak, Temari’s words seared in her brain. “Yes, Temari. I’m yours. I’m your girl.”

Temari looked over the spent kunoichi, her legs still spread wide. She memorized the lascivious display of her pleasured cunt and swollen ass on her cum covered body as those compliant words rang in her ears. “Good girl, Ino.” She bent and kissed her lips warmly, the gentle, feminine touch contrasting with her authoritative side. She untied the hands, freeing the exhausted kunoichi. Stepping away from the bed, she slipped into her pajamas and robe. “we’ll talk later.” She blew her a final kiss as she stepped out of the room, leaving a spent Ino in a heap of cum.
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