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Shogi Anyone?	By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 13931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's note: lots of smutty naughtiness in this chapter. Very adult.
The dinner was tedious. The food had been delightful; Sakura hadn’t had such spicy delicacies in a long time. But the company and conversation were a tiresome exercise in diplomacy. Even though she’d known what to expect it was still dreadful. Sakura had dressed for dinner in a rather slinky red dress Ino had given her. And she’d smiled graciously, bowing as Temari introduced her to the three councilmen and their wives. She’d even looked the other way as Genma and Shizune flirted shamelessly (though politely) throughout the meal. She’d noticed Gaara’s headache start up near the end of the main course. And while she wanted to heal it for him, she knew it was unwise to draw attention to the Kazekage’s ailment. It would be seen as a weakness by those who might exploit him. So, she left him to whatever his usual remedies might be. At least sleep would help him.
Sakura needed sleep herself; she was bone tired. Unfortunately, Genma really had gotten her hot and bothered during their trip and she needed to relieve her sexual tension before sleep would find her easily. She slipped out of the dinner dress, washed her face, and got comfortable in a pair of red silk pajama shorts and a matching tank top. She enjoyed the feel of the soft silk against her skin and the freedom of her breasts after being bound in a bra all day was joyful. Sakura laid back on the bed and eased her hand below the waistband. Her long, nimble fingers began their work stroking the folds of her nether lips and teasing at her clit. She allowed her thoughts to roam to Uchiha Sasuke, imagining him kissing her with his masculine but soft lips. Her other hand went to her face at this thought, her fingers lightly moving across her lower lip. She moaned softly, “Sasuke…” oh to hear him whisper her name in the throes of passion! Her fingers gained momentum, stroking, pulling, pushing as the tension in her abdomen mounted. She moaned softly again, “Oh, yes… yes…” as she imagined him using his own hands and his agile tongue to touch her intimately. She stroked her clit furiously and pushed down on it hard as she came. “Sasuke…” but then the man in her mind’s eye had red hair and turquoise eyes.
Sakura gasped as her body came down from the high of her orgasm. That hadn’t happened before. But then Sasuke had left her again hadn’t he? He’d given her a glimmer of hope when he left the village, but maybe he was just stringing her along. Ino had given up years ago. Of course, she was practically a nymphomaniac the way she had a new guy every time you turned around. At least she was getting some action. Sakura was still a virgin whose best date was her own hand. Her thoughts were clouded as she drifted off to sleep.
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Shizune was a vision of sexual hope and desire when Genma spotted her at the dinner table. The bright green dress she wore showed off her curves delightfully. They’d flirted through the meal and, being the gentleman he was, Genma walked her to her room. Never mind that her room was across a private courtyard and in the Kazekage’s thoroughly fortified home, it was still polite. And it was definitely the thing to do if a man wanted an invitation into said bedroom, which Shiranui Genma most certainly did. Ultimately, an invitation had been unnecessary.
The couple had walked down the hall, side by side, Shizune holding onto Genma’s arm as they reached her door (which was just around the corner from Genma’s room. He’d have to thank Temari for such a thoughtful convenience.) “well, Genma…” Shizune began to speak only to find her lips covered in a firm, crushing kiss. She reached behind her back with her left hand to open the door, her right hand grabbing Genma by his tie as she stepped back, pulling the senbon user into her boudoir all while maintaining the deep, passionate kiss.
Genma kicked the door closed behind them and lifted the dark haired kunoichi onto her bed. He broke the kiss briefly and growled in her ear, “It’s been too long babe.”
Shizune moaned into his ear, “I haven’t gotten laid since I left Konoha. Dammit Genma, fuck me hard.” To add emphasis to her words she grabbed his cock through his pants giving it a good squeeze when she whispered the word ‘hard’.
Wasting no time Genma already had his shirt off and her dress unzipped. “Babe, I will gladly stuff my cock into every orifice of your hot little body.”
Clothes continued to fly off their bodies as tongues desperately entwined with lips. Shizune was panting as she managed to speak between kisses. “I want your cum in my pussy, in my ass, and on my face. Fuck me raw!” She whispered greedily in his ear.
Genma sucked hard on her neck, nibbling, marking her. He growled into her now bare tits, “It would be my pleasure.” He didn’t even bother to check if she was wet. She probably was, but even if she was dry, she’d like it just as well. He relished not having to be careful with her; she was a strong kunoichi and a medical nin at that. She could heal herself in the morning and give him head again at lunchtime. She was fucking fantastic. He thrust his hard cock deep into her cunt at once. She was wet for him. And tight. Damn… so fucking tight as he set to riding her hard and deep.
Shizune moaned. She nearly came on his first thrust she was so cockthirsty. Her ankles wrapped around his waist and her fingernails dug into his back as he pounded her pussy. She gasped loudly as one of his hands grabbed her left tit, squeezing hard enough to bruise. His lips found the nipple and he suckled at it hungrily as his hips worked their magic on hers. “Fuck! Oh Genma! Yes! Fuck me!” She was practically yelling now as her moaning intensified with his harsh pounding.
Genma bit down on her nipple hard enough to draw blood as his hand pinched her clit playfully. Shizune’s body shook with the force of her orgasm as she moaned loudly. The walls of her pussy clenched around his hard member setting off his culmination too. Genma thrust hard and deep; his cum streaming into her tight snatch as he moaned with her. A few more thrusts and he was spent.
Shizune’s legs flopped out to her sides as Genma lay on top of her panting. As she slowly regained her senses she exclaimed, “Fuck, Genma! That was so good.”
Genma kissed her lightly on the lips, “Glad you like my cock babe. But you know, we are just getting started, right?” He grinned lasciviously as his hands caressed her body from her shoulders to her hips as he positioned his head above her sex. Now that his pressing need for relief was appeased, he would take his time with this sexy little hell cat. Shizune only smiled at him and licked her lips in anticipation. Her pussy itself was a thing of great beauty in Genma’s eyes. The small patch of dark pubic hair was neatly trimmed as her nether lips gleamed with the sheen of cum. Hers was clear and sweetly scented while his muskier thick, white cum oozed from her tight snatch and trailed down her inner thighs. He spread those thighs wide as she opened like a flower for him. Admiring the view, he breathed on her, cooling the heated flesh lightly and sending goosebumps up her arms.
Shizune moaned lightly, “Oh! Genma!” as her hands fisted in the blanket beneath her. She knew how he liked to eat her out and she knew she ought to be still. But as his tongue lapped at her nether lips and barely touched her swollen clit, she couldn’t help herself; she grabbed his head with both hands and pressed his face into her needy cunt.
Genma came up for air with a smirk on his face. “Babe, you know the rules. Hands.”
Shizune sighed and held her hands out with the wrists together in front of her. Genma grabbed his necktie. In a single, swift motion, he bound her wrists together, lifted them over her head, and secured them to the bedpost. Angling her body diagonally across the bed, he spread her thighs apart again, pressing her knees hard into the mattress and straining the ligaments in her groin. Shizune moaned at the pain knowing the pleasure was on the horizon. Genma resumed his ministrations, lapping his tongue at her nether lips and licking lightly at her swollen nub of nerves as she moaned his name “ohhhh, fuck! Genma! OOhhhh!”
Genma looked up at her as she bit her lower lip in the heat of passion; her bare tits emblazoned with his hickies heaving as she breathed deep and fast. “Ah, ah ah.” He chided his lover, “We wouldn’t want to stuff your face with my boxers to keep you quiet, would we babe? Now, shut the fuck up or talk dirty.”
Shizune replied with a string of curses that could make a sailor blush as she begged him, “Fuck, please you damn bastard, fuck me more! Please fuck the damn shit out of my cunt!” Her filthy tirade continued as Genma methodically licked her needy pussy. He slowed as he sensed her nearing completion, which only served to intensify the torrid speech emanating her normally refined lips. Finally, after three rounds of begging and receding, her brought her to a mind splitting orgasm. Cum shot across his face as her hips raised up off the bed and her wrists yanked at the bindings.
He looked up at her and smiled, “I’m hard again, babe.” And with a swift move, he rolled her over onto her stomach. “Knees!” He commanded her sternly. Still shaking from her second major orgasm, Shizune managed to bring her knees up a bit on either side of her hips. She put her weight back on them so her ass was in the air as her arched back went down into the bed. Her head was turned to the side so she could breathe as her arms stretched over her head still tied to the bed post. She was entirely vulnerable to him; not knowing if he’d take her ass or her pussy.
“Decisions, decisions…” Genma’s view of her presented ass and her pussy still dripping his cream pie was truly delicious. “How about both?” He smirked. “Shadow clone jutsu.” He quickly produced a clone. “You get the pussy and her ass is mine.” The clone simply slid beneath the bound submissive woman, fondling and nibbling those luscious breasts along the way, as he stuffed his hard cock into her wet, weeping pussy and nodded at Genma with a moan, “Oh, she’s tighter now. She’s getting raw.” Genma nodded. He fished a small tube of lubricant from his pants pocket on the floor and smeared his hardened member quickly. He rubbed the extra from his fingers onto her puckered asshole as Shizune moaned in anticipation. Then he was in her ass balls deep. Damn. So tight.
Shizune screamed. Damn it hurt and felt so good all at the same time. Shit. She was cumming again. The clone was going at her pussy, “Cum on me bitch. You are such a slut. You love being stuffed with cocks, don’t you?” She only nodded and moaned incoherently. Her pussy and ass were being roughly used and yes, she loved it. Loved the feeling of being split in two by cocks; of having her raw pussy abused and her ass reamed. The juxtaposition of pain and pleasure was sheer perfection.
Genma’s hand smacked her butt cheek hard. “Beg for me slut.” He smacked her hard again.
Shizune gasped, “FUCK! YES, OH PLEASE GENMA! FUCK ME! FUUCCK PLEEAAASE!”
He smacked her ass repeatedly as he rode her, her pleas and moans music to his perverted ears. He lost count of her orgasms and finally, the clone said, “Gotta cum, man.” Genma nodded as his clone came hard poofing away in a wisp of smoke. He caught her body with his arms and rode out his orgasm in her ass as she moaned incoherently and shook beneath him. She must’ve held her breath too long, because she passed out completely as Genma finished up in her red and swollen ass. He collapsed on top of her with his cock still buried in her back door as he slowly caught his breath. “Damn… Shizune, just … damn woman.”
He noticed she was still passed out and supposed he’d fucked her into oblivion. He smiled because while he was tired, this opportunity was too good to miss.
Genma located his pants again, reached into another pocket, and pulled out his camera. Photography was a wonderful hobby. And if you occasionally took photos of wildflowers and mountain vistas, no one gave you grief about it. But the real reason Genma had a dark room and all the equipment was to preserve moments just like this.
First, he put her up as she’d presented herself for him and his clone – face down on the bed with her ass in the air and her knees on either side of her hips. Except now her butt cheeks were bright red from the spanking, her asshole was angry red and oozing cum, lube, and feces, and her pussy lips were swollen and raw with thick white cum still dripping from her snatch. He flicked her clit a few times with his fingers to bring it to full attention. Then he snapped several photos, wanting every angle for his collection.
Next, he turned her onto her back. Her tits and neck were littered with hickeys, but he knew this could be better. He laid the camera on the nightstand and stroked his cock hard again. It didn’t take much because the photography was getting him hot again. And it didn’t matter if she was unconscious, this much, he knew she’d be good with. Genma sat down on her abdomen with his dick out hard between her ample tits. Then he reached back for some of the cum oozing from her spent pussy and rubbed it on her boobs. Taking one in each hand, he plowed his swollen member between them relishing the sight of her drooling mouth as he fucked her tits. He kept a fast pace and quickly came shooting a necklace of wet white pearls on her throat, chest, and hickey bruised breasts.
Now for more pictures he chuckled gleefully. He spread her legs wide to show off her abused snatch and her lithe body at the same time. Her arms were still bound over her head. He arranged her hair as he liked and wiped the drool from her delightfully cute face. What else? Ah! He reached under her butt and grabbed a handful of Santorum. He smeared the substance on her face and hair. Then he left a handprint of it on her stomach. He grabbed the camera and took several raunchy photos. These would make cold winter nights warm for certain.
Finally, Genma took the time to clean Shizune up a bit and untied her hands from the bedpost. After all, he wanted her happy, so he’d be getting more hot rough sex all the way back to Konoha. Then he took off the soaking blanket, replaced it with a fresh one from her closet, tucked her under the covers and climbed into the bed next to her. He smiled despite himself. Yep, Shizune was going to have to heal her ass before she could get up in the morning. Genma felt a surge of manly pride at the thought.
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Sakura had just fallen asleep when the moans and cries of sexual pleasure coming from Shizune’s room woke her up. Good grief, she was a loud screamer! Why, oh why had they not put a soundproofing genjutsu on the room? Damn Genma and his pride. They were going to wake everyone in the house at this rate. She threw off the covers and with no thought to her attire, jumped up and ran down the hall to place the genjutsu herself. Just as she sealed the room, she looked up to see the Kazekage round the corner wearing a pair of shorts and a robe.
“Gaara…” Sakura blushed at the sight of the well built young man and suddenly realized she was wearing almost nothing herself. “I… um…” she searched for words in vain.
Gaara held his breath at the sight of the lovely kunoichi in her tiny red silk pajamas. Her long, lean legs were bare, and the nipples of her perky breasts showed through the thin fabric. He blushed as well. “I’m sorry Sakura, I was just going to seal… well, it was loud, so… ummm… but you got here first.”
Sakura was dazed, she’d never seen Gaara at a loss for words. He was always so calm and poised. And he blushed! This was incredibly awkward, but yet he’d blushed at the sight of her. She noticed his palm over his left eye and latched onto the opportunity to discuss anything besides Genma and Shizune’s noises. “Um, yeah… but hey… Do you have a headache again?”
Gaara sighed. He was grateful for another topic of conversation, but his headaches were something he tried to keep to himself. “Please don’t say anything to the others Sakura. I don’t like to show weakness.”
Sakura nodded. “Of course. You can rely on my confidentiality.” She stepped forward and reached her hand up, releasing a small ball of chakra at Gaara’s temple. She frowned lightly and spoke softly, “Do you have them often?”
Gaara nodded, “It’s only been happening since Shikaku… was removed.” There was a pained look on his face at the mention of the one tailed beast. “And stressful situations seem to bring them on.”
Sakura nodded. She took his wrist in her hand to check his pulse as she ticked off his vitals and examined him with her chakra strands. “How often do you have them?” She asked as she took notes mentally.
“Every two or three days. But once one starts, it will last until night and I sleep it off. I’ve tried several remedies – pain medicine, a few teas – but sleep is the only thing that really works. I must thank you; I feel much better already.”
Sakura sighed. “You are absolutely welcome Gaara. I’m glad to help. Clearly, my relief is only temporary though and you need a good night’s rest. As soon as I can I’ll do a full physical for you. I suspect it may take some research to really get to the root of the issue though. In the meantime, if you are feeling bad and I’m not doing surgery or something, I’ll be happy to help you. Discretely, of course.”
Gaara couldn’t stop the smile from his face, “Haruno Sakura, the mere fact that we are standing in this hallway both with the intent to camouflage our friends’… nocturnal activities … with a genjutsu, wearing only our pajamas knowing that we will not speak of this incident again means that we are both people who value discretion immensely.”
Sakura giggled and blushed again. “Goodnight Gaara. Sleep well.”
“You too.” He bowed slightly and was gone in an instant.
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