Shapeless Indulgences | By : DreadCraft Category: Naruto > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 7868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Love is such a drag. At least that’s what Shikamaru would say. Foe Ino Yamanaka, that’d be right. Being in love was great … until you no longer have access to your lover. Then it was quite frustrating. Her girlfriend, in particular, had been gone for nearly three weeks on a mission. “Such is the life of a kunoichi.” Ino lamented in her head.
She laid in bed by herself, struggling to find sleep like every other night her girlfriend – Sakura Haruno – was away. “Damn the sexual relief, I’d settle for a good night of rest.” As if the gods had heard her thoughts, she heard the door to her apartment open. In great anticipation, Ino bolted out of her bedroom, ready to greet her lover with open arms. Sakura’s mission was a three-week marathon of death. Her team battled Sound forces up and down the border without limitation. She stank of dirt, blood, and rot. Somehow, this was insufficient to stop what was coming next. Her exuberant girlfriend tackled her to the ground in a fierce embrace. “I’ve missed you so much Sakura-chan.” Sakura replied tiredly. “I’ve missed you too, but I don’t really want to do much more than crawl into bed, baby.” Finally taking the time to observe her paramour, Ino noticed her disheveled state. Her normally vibrant hair was matted with blood. Blood was also caked under her nails. Her dress was soiled and full of grit. Sakura herself looked slightly more gaunt than normal; her cheeks were not quite sunken, but not full either. “Oh you poor dear.” Ino cooed. “There’s some leftovers in the fridge. Why don’t you grab a bite while I prepare you a bath.” After three weeks in the field, a bath seemed like an unimaginable luxury. She couldn’t pass one up, especially if she didn’t have to go through the trouble of drawing it herself. “That actually sounds nice. Thanks piggy-pooh.” Sakura found the remains of a Cornish hen and an arugula salad with cherry tomatoes. She devoured it all, surprising herself with her hunger. Done with her mean, she could hear Ino shut off the water, signaling the bath was drawn. She staggered out of her chair towards the bathroom. Reaching the bathroom, she could smell the fragrant bath oils. “Rose and cherry blossom, mmm.” She was hustled inside by her lover, who actually began to help undress her. Once nude, she fell into the rather large tub with a mild splash. She submerged herself, savoring the warm water as it formed a cocoon around her. Sakura sat up and gathered her hair behind her back. Slightly off to the side of her vision, she saw her girlfriend halfway undressed. When Ino let her panties fall to around her feet, Sakura understood her lover’s affectionate manner before. “She really missed me.” Laying comfortably in the tub, she admired the view. Ino was bent over from disrobing. Her nicely toned legs led up to an ass that was flared provocatively. Ino turned and leaned over the tub, giving Sakura a face full of gravity-defying firm breasts. Ino climbed into the tub, one leg, then the next. Sponge in hand, Ino whispered to her lover. “Relax, let me do the work.” Sakura complied with a feminine sigh of contentment. Ino scrubbed down Sakura meticulously, placing feathery kisses over the areas she had cleaned. First the neck, then she scrubbed down her arms. Sakura shivered when Ino’s sponge grazed the tip of her breasts and the ridges of her ribcage. The shiver didn’t go unnoticed. Ino leaned in for a kiss before cleaning her lower parts. “Yummy, you are those cherry tomatoes in the fridge.” They both giggled playfully. Ino finished wiping down her lover’s legs, ass, and even more sensitive areas, eliciting a more powerful shudder of pleasure. When done, Ino toweled herself off and retrieved another dry one for Sakura. For her part, Sakura tried to get up and came crashing back down with a groan. Ino smiled at that. “Let me help you with that.” The blonde partner picked up her girlfriend in the towel and dried her off as she carried her over to the bed. Ino crawled on top her lover and trailed kisses down her neck, side, then thigh. Sensing her ardency, Sakura regretfully stalled her actions. “I’m sorry Ino-chan. I’m sore and I feel tired deep into my bones.” Ino made a cute pouting face, but was unrelenting. “It’s okay. Let me handle this. You trust me?” Ino asked in the sweetest tone she could manage. Sakura nodded slowly. The Yamanaka heiress made her signature handsign. “Shintenshin.” Now inside Sakura’s mind, she turned to face the once dreaded inner Sakura . Now that she was dating the real girl, she found her inner self to be more ardent than the original. “So this is what you had in mind?” The psychic replica asked. Ino nodded and crushed her lips to the mental projection. The two mental dopplegangers wrapped themselves into a “69” position and began a game of nipping, suckling, and licking. Though there was no sense of taste in this cerebral playground, there was a heightened sense of feeling. Soon, the two were wound up to the edge of sensations and came hard. “Could you please let me through? There’s something I want to try.” Ino said to the impassioned avatar. “Alright, baby. Don’t be a stranger now.” The mental projection bid farewell. Ino proceeded to commandeer her lover’s body and use their signature lovemaking technique. Nearly salivating at impending release, Ino dove on top of her physical self and starting pumping away hard. Her body’s needy state caused her vaginal walls to clamp down readily, eliciting a powerful climax. Soaked in both their juices, Ino continued fucking herself silly. The wet slapping sound of Sakura’s hips driving against her own upper thighs reverberated throughout the room. She thrust into herself over and over for several orgasms until the viscous seed dripped from her cunt. Wanting even more release, she flipped her physical self over and attacked her own ass. From her vantage point of Sakura’s body, the tight hold of her anus clamped onto her rod was a heavenly feeling. She slowly drew her unnatural phallus in and out, this time, savoring the thought of imminent climax. She came into the tight hold, finally sated. Refreshing the penile appendage once more, she finally withdrew her consciousness from her lover’s mind. In a final act of lust, she grabbed the instrument of their lovemaking and drew herself to it. In her own body again, she pleasured her pink paramour with her tongue before encompassing the whole member in a wet slurp. Playing around with the appendage using her tongue, she worked it up as hard as she knew it could get before guiding it down her throat. Sakura, now fully in control of her faculties once more, let out a throaty moan. The penis squirted its salty contents into Ino’s mouth and down her throat. Ino righted herself once again and kissed her lover, sharing the hot, salty cum between them. “Fair is fair, now I’m as sore as you feel.” Ino told her lover, eliciting giggles from both of them. Sakura leaned in, planting her face into the blonde’s shoulder. 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