Sex Ed Sidestories | By : TheDigger Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 6048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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At one point or another, I had always wanted Emi to meet Onnasuki, and have a little moment of character development between both of them, but as with many of the sidestories, I couldn't find a place to properly fit it in with the storyline. Additionally, I wanted Anko to be the one to mold Emi into the woman she becomes by the end of the series, so this moment with Onnasuki had been cut. As such, this scene is noncanon to the main series of SE:AMS.
Anyway, enjoy! "Pervert!" "Skank!" "You like kissing girls, don't you? Freak!" This was just a typical day for Emi. She had always been known for most of her years in the Ninja Academy as a lesbian, and her difference in sexuality led to her being subjected to quite a bit of bullying. Though it was rare for bullying people because of sexual orientation these days, thanks to Emi's sex ed teacher and idol Anko Mitarashi, that didn't stop Emi's regular bullies from hunting her down outside of school and kicking her around, literally in some cases like tonight. "Stop!" She whined, trying to get back up, but being kicked back down to the ground. "Shut up, dyke!" "What did you call me, you little shit?" Everyone turned to see a rather furious young woman with short black hair and dark red eyes standing over them, holding the boy that called Emi such a dirty thing by the scruff of his neck. "I called that girl a dyke, cause she's a dirty little dyke!" The bully barked, screaming as the woman kicked him in the balls. "You do NOT call anyone that." She said coldly. "I'm personally proud of any girl strong enough to admit that she's a lesbian." "Why? Cause you're a dyke too, and...?" The bully was cut off by a sharp punch to the face. "Call me a dyke ONE. More. Time." The woman snarled coolly. The bully was half ready to back off and tell his gang to do the same, but no... "Dyke." He said defiantly. Strike Three. The lesbian flung the offender almost a hundred feet away, where he landed right into a can of garbage. "New game, kids." She smirked, cracking her knuckles. "It's called Garbage Day!" The rest of Emi's bullies freaked and ran away, knowing not to push the grown-up any further. "You okay, kid?" She offered a hand to help Emi up. "Th-thanks..." Emi grinned weakly, gladly taking the hand. "Who are you?" "Another proud lesbian. Onnasuki." Emi blinked at her, misunderstanding her last words. "You just said that you were a lesbian, you didn't need to say you like woman..." She said. (A/N: For those of you who still don't know, Onnasuki's name literally means "I love women.") "That's my name, silly." Onnasuki laughed. "Anyway, do you get crap like that often?" "Yeah." Emi sighed. "You know, you don't have to take that shit. It's women's unwritten law; if a guy gives you shit, that gives you the right to beat his ass. Or at least get 'em in the nads." "But if I could do that, I wouldn't be teased or kicked around at all." " I disagree." said Onnasuki. "I've seen how you fight, and you're not bad, definitely better than those little fuckers. You're not so much weak in body, just weak in mind; you let your mind become too clouded by what others think of you." "What do you mean?" Emi blinked. "Come on over to my place. You look like you could do with a good bath." Onnasuki offered. Sure enough, Emi's clothes were fairly scuffed from her hassle with the bullies, she was covered in dirt, and she stunk of garbage, as she had a can of it dumped onto her some time before Onnasuki's arrival. "H-huh? Are you...?" the bullying victim blushed, thinking Onnasuki was coming onto her. "No, I just want to help." Onnasuki answered. "It'll just be harder on you if you have to explain to your mom why you came home like this." "Oh. Um, thank you." As Onnasuki led her through town, Emi couldn't help but blush at the tomboy's appearance. She wore a black shirt held on with only a single strap on her left shoulder, and an extremely short pair of shorts which didn't cover any of her legs at all. She even had a red spiral tattoo like those adorned by the ANBU on her inner right thigh, which would have otherwise been covered by shorts of any normal length. "You interested in me?" Onnasuki teased, noticing Emi staring. "Uh? N-no!" Emi blushed, turning her eyes forward, though tempted to see just how she looked from behind. "It's fine if you are. We're both lesbians here." Onnasuki assured her. "No, I just... your tattoo." "Hm? I'm not actually an ANBU, if that's what you're thinking." Onnasuki assured her. "Here we are." She said, coming up to a small house a short ways outside of the more busy area of Konoha. For someone as unusual as Onnasuki, Emi expected something way out of the ordinary as a place for her to live, but her place seemed about as normal as all the other homes surrounding it.The inside, too, seemed fairly normal. Normal living room, with a long sofa and TV, and a normal dining room, with a short table, refrigerator, stove, and sink, were visible upon entry.
"Make yourself comfortable, kid." Onnasuki grinned, pulling down her shorts, much to Emi's surprise. "W-w-what are you doing?" She asked, scared this was going somewhere she wouldn't like. "Chill. I'm just taking my clothes off." Onnasuki answered as though this was a normal thing to do in front of guests. "But why?" Emi turned away, her face bright red. "Cause I don't like 'em." Said Onnasuki simply, tossing her shirt aside. "You know those little kids that parents just can't get to keep their clothes on? I've always been one of those. And I don't give a crap if anyone sees me naked." "I don't have to, do I?" Emi blushed, fumbling with her shirt. "Not unless you want to." Emi's face glowed brightly as she caught a glance of Onnasuki's naked body. Though not incredibly shapely or incredibly busty, her body was very well proportioned, slender, fit, and attractive, and her breasts, while neither large nor small, were clearly very well built for a woman who never seemed to wear a bra. "Uh... where's your bathroom?" she asked, trying to take her mind off of the arousal she felt seeing Onnasuki."Oh...! Why?" Emi simpered, taking off her garbage-stained clothes and turning on a steaming hot shower, rinsing out all sorts of gunk from her hair that she never would have thought to be there. "Why do I have to feel this way around women?"
She had always felt uncomfortable about her own desire towards the same sex, and on all too many occasions tried to persuade herself into thinking that she was attracted to boys; but every time she searched a dirty magazine filled with fit, naked men, she always found herself uninterested, and putting it down in favor of one filled with busty, shapely women. "Must be nice... not having everyone revolted by you." Emi sighed as she washed herself,It was here that Emi understood why the rest of the house seemed too normal; her bed was much too large to be for only one person, Emi assumed that at least 6 could sleep in it at once and still have enough room to move around.
Three booths were integrated into the wall across from the bed, each with a metal pole that connected from floor to ceiling in the center. Emi couldn't help but stare at the center booth, somehow imagining Onnasuki dancing up and down the pole. "Like that?" Onnasuki derailed her train of thought. "I work part-time at the Cozy Condom, if you ever wanna see what I can do. Or would you rather me show you right now?" "N-no, that's alright." Emi blushed, though was indeed intrigued by the idea of seeing Onnasuki do a strip dance. "Password for lady's night this week is 'Vagina Junction,' by the way." Onnasuki teased. "Can you read my mind?" The thought had bugged Emi all evening. "No, you're just easy to read." Onnasuki answered simply. "Anyway, your clothes are still in the wash, so if you want anything to wear, sorry if it might be too revealing..." She took out a thin red slip and matching thong. "Actually, it doesn't feel half bad being naked..." Emi felt a little ashamed for saying such a thing out loud, but knew it to be true, having gone over ten minutes without covering herself up. "I can see why you would prefer to be nude." "I'm glad someone finally did." Onnasuki grinned, pulling back the covers. "Is there anything you want before going to bed?" She offered. "Actually..." Emi eyed the stripper booths again. "I kinda want to see you dance..." "I knew you did." Onnasuki smirked, putting on a bikini that left little to the imagination, even less so when Emi remembered that she had seen her entire naked body. Onnasuki pulled a concealed viewing seat from the wall under one of the booths for Emi, who sat on it in front of the middle booth, which Onnasuki stepped into, humping the pole against her crotch as she hung the top half of her body loosely. She lowered her panties, revealing how wet her pussy was, before pulling them back up, and spinning around the pole seductively, Emi impressed at how arousing, yet professional from a kunoichi's standpoint her movements were. Despite whoring out on a stripper pole, Onnasuki definitely showed some level of shinobi skill as she danced gracefully inside her box. "Want a lap dance, beautiful?" Onnasuki offered as she noticed Emi subconsciously touching herself. Emi found herself falling more and more out of her comfort zone all night, what was one lap dance? "Okay." She answered, albeit nervously. Onnasuki hopped down from her booth, placing her hands on Emi's shoulders, and rocking her body sensually against Emi's, her knee nudging against her pussy, as she took her top off, pressing her bare breasts against Emi's chest, rubbing one enticingly with her hand before moving up, her boobs in Emi's already reddened face, and as her knee continued to prod at Emi's pussy, Onnasuki felt Emi moan right into her chest. She backed up and slowly slid her panties down her legs, giving a slow turn and giving Emi a fine view of her ass. Onnasuki sat in Emi's lap, rocking up and down as though riding her. The young lesbian gave a little moan as her clit was teased by these actions, and understanding now why they called it a strip 'tease.' Onnasuki turned back around and stroked her hands down Emi's hips, feeling a very slight trace of curve in her smooth skin. Emi opened her legs, welcoming whatever Onnasuki would do to her, but was a little surprised to see her moving up rather than down, the stripper's hands caressing her flat torso, and feeling a pair of tiny buds in her chest, which she teased with a sensual massage, Emi fighting back moans as she slowly fell onto her back, Onnasuki mounting her, and drawing her face within an inch to Emi's. "Let's finish this in bed." She suggested, throwing back the covers, offering to let Emi in first. Emi lay in the middle of the bed, Onnasuki diving in over top of her. "I don't know if I'm ready for this..." Emi gulped nervously. She wasn't sure if she was ready to lose her virginity just yet. "I'm not going to do that." Onnasuki laughed. "I'm just going to give you one more joyride for the night." She dove beneath the covers, pushed Emi's legs open a little, and dove her face right into her pussy, Emi crying out loudly in ecstasy as the more experienced lesbian sucked, licked, and ate at her cunt in ways she never would have thought would feel as good as this. As Onnasuki's mouth dove deeper into her pussy, Emi's mind blanked out. For a few glorious minutes, all that occupied her mind was sexual bliss, and as Onnasuki finished her off, making her spray all of her juices into the hardcore lesbian's mouth, her body went limp, a smile occupying her face, which to Onnasuki made Emi look unrecognizable in comparison to the bullied girl she found on the streets several hours ago. "Like that?" Onnasuki grinned, drawing herself up next to Emi. "M-hm..." Emi sighed dreamily, laying her head on Onnasuki's breasts, and snuggling into them happily. "So… believe me now?" Onnasuki smirked, Emi's only reply being a nod. Thanks to Matt as always for proofreading, as well as providing me with some of the initiative to make this story possible. See you 'round!While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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