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Sex Education: Anko Mitarashi Style	By : TheDigger Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 14239 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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The Strip Jeopardy game Anko had made for her girl's class had gotten pretty down to the wire near the end of the period. So far, only two out of the entire class was left, Hinata and Emi, both of whom were left in only their panties. Everyone else in the class was completely naked and embarrassed.
"And we're down to our last question." Anko announced, pulling off the last card and read the question on the back;
"Complete the following common phrase: Sex is the best -?"
Both girls thought long and hard on this question, going over everything in their young, frightened minds that Anko had taught them.
"Anko-sensei has said that sex is a lot of great things…" Hinata thought.
"I think I remember her saying it was the best stress reliever, but there's only one word that can fill in…" thought Emi.
"Activity?"
"Drug?"
"Medicine? No, that's laughter…"
"Appetizer? No, that's something else…"
As the shy girls continued to brain storm what could possibly be the answer to the question, Anko began to silkily hum the 'running out of time' Jeopardy music. Snapping under the tension, Emi slammed her hand on the desk, acting like a buzzer and shouted,
"Sex is the best appetizer!" A long pause proceeded, in which every student stared at Emi, who was feeling horribly embarrassed for her outburst. Anko laughed loudly at these words.
"Sorry, hun." She laughed. "But that's wrong!" Even further embarrassed, turning red as the strawberry print on her panties, she took off her underwear and stepped back with the other losing girls. "Hinata, it's all on you." Anko continued. "Get this right, and the prize is yours!" Hinata gulped and just took a chance.
"Um… Sex is the best… exercise?" She squeaked. A moment of silence washed over before…
"Correct!" Anko shouted. "You got it, kid!" Hinata's heart lifted. She had won the suggestive, yet exciting prize! "Tomorrow's a weekend, so come into class then to pick up your prize."
"Yes, ma'am." Hinata nodded.
"And that's all the time we have for today girls, so I'll see you all Monday." Anko concluded, but nobody really even stood. "You can all put your clothes back on now." She laughed. Everyone sighed with relief, dressing back up and later piling out of the classroom. "Hinata, I'd like to talk to you before you go." She added.
"Yes, Anko-sensei?" said Hinata, going to the teacher's desk before she had even put her shirt back on.
"I have to know who you want to be drawn with." Anko told her. Of course, Anko already knew who Hinata's certain someone was, but she wanted to hear it from the source. Hinata turned redder and redder as she tried to build up the courage to say it. "I know it isn't Sasuke you want to have your picture with." Anko pressed. "Or is it?" She teased.
"No. It's um… I want to be drawn with um…" Hinata stuttered, taking a big, deep breath before whispering. "Naruto!" Anko smiled.
"So she finally said it." She thought. "Alright. I'll let him know, and we'll both see you again here tomorrow." She gathered her things and was ready to leave, before Hinata asked,
"Wait. I, um… do we have to be… naked?"
"Yep." Anko replied. "Don't worry, he'll be naked too, you don't have anything to be so shy about!" Though this statement was supposed to make Hinata feel better about being nude, all it did was further mount her embarrassment. She fainted where she stood, still topless.
Anko put Hinata's shirt and jacket back on her and carried her home. The Hyuuga household was a large and prominent place in the leaf village, so she knew perfectly well where it was. All the time Anko piggy-backed her unconscious student, she was trying to think of an excuse for why she was doing so to tell her parents, knowing that Hyuuga men weren't some of the most feared people in the Land of Fire for being kind and understanding.

Unfortunately, Hinata still hadn't awoke by the time she reached the gates of the Hyuuga compound, making Anko all the more nervous when she knocked on the tall, oak gates to the compound. A moment had passed, and the gates opened, revealing not cold-faced Hiashi, the lead of the Hyuuga house, but a woman.
"Hello. What can I help you with, ma'am?" The kind-faced woman asked. She didn't bare much resemblance to the typical Hyuuga, but it was quiet evident, even without the pale, pupiless eyes, that this was Hinata's mother. She was a very beautiful woman with long, dark ink blue hair, much like her daughters, a soft indigo kimono, brilliant emerald green eyes, and a smile that Anko never expected to see within the household of the sternest clan of the Leaf.
"Um, you're Hinata's mother, right?" said Anko awkwardly, her eyes turning to the girl she was carrying.
"Yes, that's me." The woman nodded. She then saw Hinata's unconscious form on Anko's back. "Oh, my! Did she faint again?" Anko blinked at her.
"So… this isn't the first time Hinata's fainted like this?" Anko blinked.
"Not at all. She's an awfully timid girl, so she occasionally faints when she's embarrassed too much." Hinata's mother replied.
"So I see…" Anko thought. "That's something I should be careful with from now on, I guess."
"Oh, where are my manners? My name is Hitomi. Pleased to meet you, Ms." Hinata's mom introduced herself politely.
"Anko. Anko Mitarashi. I'm one of Hinata's teachers." Anko replied.
"Pleased to meet you, Ms. Anko." Hitomi shook Anko's hand. "Would you like to come in for some tea?" Anko hesitated. It would be rude to turn down this offer, but then again, she would be about as welcome in the Hyuuga household as she would be in Suzume's house. "Don't worry; my husband is away for the night." Hitomi added.
"Alright then." Anko accepted. Anko had heard stories about the inside of the Hyuuga household, but she thought they were only stories. The house was immense, bigger than most shinobi clan's homes. She was lead by Hitomi through the traditional Japanese-style home until they came to the dining room, where Hitomi poured Anko some tea.
"So, what exactly is it that you teach Hinata?" Hitomi asked. This was one part of a conversation that Anko was hoping to avoid, but she did say that her prude of a husband was away, so it couldn't hurt too much… would it?
"Sex education." Anko answered, awaiting the furious, outraged, and/or incredibly embarrassed moment she was sure would follow. But it never came. Instead, Hitomi simply sipped her tea, not breaking the pleasant look on her face.
"I think it's good that young shinobi are learning that subject." She said. "I was fearing that Hiashi and I would have to tell Hinata the facts of life. So, how is Hinata coming along in your class?"
"Very well, actually." Anko grinned. She was immensely relieved that she could be herself around Hitomi. "In fact, there's even has a special reward for her tomorrow for doing so well in my class today." Hitomi looked pleasantly surprised.
"Really now?" she smiled. "So, what is this reward, if I may?"
"She's going to model for a portrait of herself with anyone of her choosing." Anko answered. She understood now that Hitomi was easy going, unlike Hiashi, but she didn't know how to tell her that Hinata was going to be in a nude drawing, but Hitomi seemed to get the gist, because she replied,
"That's awfully brave of her. Is there anyone in particular that she's going to be modeling with?"
"Yes. As a matter of fact, there is." Anko smiled.
"Would he happen to…?" Hitomi asked, leaning closer and whispering, "Have nine tails?" Anko nodded, and Hitomi gave a soft, pleased laugh. "I'm so happy for her."
"So you don't have a problem with…" Anko's eyes quickly darted over to Hinata, then returned to Hitomi. "With him?"
"Absolutely not." Hitomi shook her head. "He's completely undeserving of the hatred that's been thrown at him."
"I like this woman." Anko thought. Almost never had she heard anyone say this aloud.
"How well are you liking the class you're teaching?" Hitomi asked.
"I'm loving it." Anko replied with truthful enthusiasm. "I used to be an ero ninja myself, so I'm more than knowledgeable about the subject without the crappy curriculum they want me to use. And I've been working with each of the students individually as much as together to ensure they always get just the push in the right direction they need."
"That's almost kind of spiritual." said Hitomi admiringly. "I hope that you continue to work well with Hinata."
"I promise you, I will." said Anko. She checked the clock in the corner and added, "Hey, sorry to cut this conversation short, but there's a certain whiskered boy I need to talk to tonight before it gets too late."
"I understand completely." Hitomi nodded. "I hope to see you again soon, Ms. Mitarashi.
"Good bye, and thanks for the tea." Anko waved as she stepped out of the dining room. She inched back and asked, "Um, sorry. Which way to the door?" After Hitomi showed her the way, Anko leapt on over to Naruto's house to speak with him. She knocked on the door, but to no answer.
"Naruto! Hey, kid! I wanna talk to you about something!" She called, knocking on the door again. Still no answer. A moment later, the door opened and a rather teary-faced Naruto appeared, kunai in hand. "Hey! Whoa! I just want to talk to you. Put the kunai down!" Anko recoiled slightly. Evidently, Naruto typically expected bullies and attackers to come to his doorstep. He dropped the knife and blinked up at Anko, his face turning red-hot, slamming the door shut.
"Why can't I get those messed-up thoughts outta my head?" Naruto yelled at himself, throwing himself onto his bed and staring at the ceiling.
"What messed up thoughts?" Naruto's eyes became wide and flung up in bed to see Anko sitting in the window sill. "What? You didn't think I made Jounin by using the front door all the time, did you?"
"What're you doing here?" Naruto demanded.
"First off, relax." Anko told him with a mix of seriousness and calmness, wondering what was getting him so bothered. She moved and sat next to the saddened student. "Second, I don't know what that shit at the door was about, but I just came here to tell you about something happening tomorrow you're gonna like." Naruto blinked at her. "In my class earlier today, a certain Hinata Hyuuga had won a special little prize."
"That weird shy girl who's always blushing?" Naruto clarified. "But, what does that have to do with me?"
"Well, the prize was to get a nude portrait done of them with whoever they want." Anko answered. "And guess who that someone is that Hinata chose?" Naruto squinted his eyes, unsure who that someone was, or what it had to do with him. "She chose you." Anko stated, making Naruto blush.
"So I have to...?" Naruto stuttered, Anko nodding.
"And I'm not taking no for an answer, so show up in my classroom tomorrow, or I'll stick a kunai up somewhere REALLY uncomfortable." Anko stated in a joking manner. Though, of course, Naruto didn't really understand her sense of humor.
"Um, okay, just don't hurt me!" said Naruto quickly.
"I won't." Anko chuckled. "Now, I'll leave you be soon, but first, I have to ask you something. You said something about having 'messed-up thoughts' lately. So tell me about them." It became abundantly apparent that Naruto was deeply uncomfortable with the direction this conversation was going. "You can tell me, I'm your teacher. I'm only here to help you." She added.
"Ok." Naruto sighed. "Well, ever since that day when you did that thing with your your boobs, I've been having these nasty dreams about you."
"What kind of nasty dreams?" Naruto blushed as he thought on it, and Anko grinned as she began to guess he was having some sort of erotic dreams. "It's ok, come on." she urged him on, rubbing a hand on his thigh, making a small bulge grow, which he tried to hide. He glanced to the side before he began.
"It's usually morning, and I'm just waking up," Naruto explained. "And you're there in my room, usually the one waking me up, and you're always naked." Anko raised an eyebrow with interest. "And when I get up, you ask me if I want to have a bath or breakfast first. It changes, but no matter which one I chose, you always accompany and do something really suggestive with me."
"Like what?" Anko prompted, her hand still stroking across his thigh, softly.
"If I choose breakfast," Naruto went on, now really wishing Anko wasn't here in his house. "Either you tell me to 'have as much of you as I want,' or you're laying on the table for nyotaimori (A/N nyotaimori is where Sushi, Sashimi, etc. is served across a naked woman's body)."
"And bath?" She whispered having leant in with a smirk, to his ear. Her breath making him feel all the more warmer as he got more turned on. He gulped a little, and felt one of her fingers just touch his bulge, on tease, as it stroked up his thigh, like it was an accident.
"Well, you join me in the bath, and wash my back and my… front, which you then claim to 'squeeze the insides clean.'"
"Really, now?" Anko was trying as hard as she could not to put on a lewd grin, or say these words in a sensual manner, trying to keep her teasing as if it wasn't meant to be such, though she could tell she was arousing him. "Well, there's nothing wrong with having dreams or fantasies like that. That's just part of being a healthy, growing boy."
"Is it?" Naruto blinked. He highly doubted this. In his mind, it just felt plain dirty. And her touching wasn't helping him, as he was trying to hold back how much he was aroused. The pressure inside of him growing.
"It may not feel that way now," Anko assured him. "But yes, it is." She examined Naruto's skeptical look. "Alright, if you don't believe me, I got a little homework for you tonight: Next time, when you have that dream, try to focus how it feels, rather than just what happens."
"W-why?" Naruto stuttered, as she 'accidently' stroked his hardened bulge again, and again with a brush of her finger.
"Well, something you should know," Anko couldn't help but smirk as she said this, her hand now no longer stroking his thigh, but his bulge. "Is that sex feels good for a very good reason." She could swear that she could see steam coming out of Naruto's ears as he became more and more embarrassed. "Well, I'll let you go for tonight. Just remember to come to my classroom tomorrow at about 2. Kay?" Naruto blinked as her hand moved away from his hidden erection.
"Alright." Naruto muttered awkwardly. "But um... could I ask one more thing before you go?" Anko raised an eyebrow.
"What's that?"
"Could I... see what you look like, uh... Naked?" Anko could swear she could roast a marshmallow over Naruto's face, it was so red and glowing. She couldn't help but giggle at his embarrassment.
"Of course." She smiled, stripping right in front of the embarrassed boy, slowly inching each piece of clothing off of her curves, revealing her beautiful body slowly to the ever aching Naruto, who was already to the peek of cumming from her previous actions, but her striptease was pushing him further. Naruto stared in awe at her naked glory. He felt a sense of amazement and beauty from seeing her exposed breasts before, but nothing like this. Anko had what could only be described at the perfect grown woman's body. Nothing out of proportion, no flaws, just womanly perfection.
"Well? What do you think?" Anko asked. "Do you like what you see?" Naruto could only stare unblinkingly at her and nod. "Would you like to have a feel?" A spurt of blood shot from Naruto's nose before he grunted. Anko blinked, and then smiled as Naruto face grew even redder. "Did you just cum?" she grinned. Naruto looked away, embarrassed. Anko just moved to her knees and undid his range pants, and pulled them down, along with his boxers, his cum stained erection popping out, a few drops slattering to Anko's face.
She giggled a little, and then used her finger to clean herself and lick it up. Naruto looked to her and blinked, and was about to say something, before he let out a moan as Anko began to run her hand up and down his shaft.
"Such a naughty boy cumming without me like that." she teased, "Do you masturbate a lot?" she asked.
"What?" He moaned out, not sure of the word.
"Oh my, you don't even know?" she smirked. "When you get horny, this is what a boy does." she expalined stroking his cock faster. "Girls use their fingers and push into their vaginas." she said, as she pushed Naruto down on to his back, and moved over him in a 69 position, as she continued to stroke him with one hand, resting on her elbow, as her other hand reached down, with Naruto's head between her legs with a full view of her pussy, which was a little wet now, and began to finger herself.

"I... I wondered why i would do that." he said.
"Oh, so you instinctively did it?" She smirked. "Show me." Naruto gulped as he watched Anko masturbate above him, and began to stroke his cock slowly, as Anko watched him. "Good." she moaned out a little as she got aroused, "Now... open your mouth." Naruto blinked, but did so, as her pussy juice began to drip in. Naruto was surprised with the taste, but drank it down, and instinctively moved up and began to lick her pussy.
"mmm... yes." Anko moaned out, "G-good instincts, Naruto. I... I knew you had g-good..." she moaned out, Naruto was driving her crazy, his tongue was licking her out so good, like he was licking out the last bits of soup from the bottom of a ramen bowl.
Anko moaned out loudly. She was even blushing. This was the second student that showed skill in pleasing her without previous experience. Anko couldn't bear it. She leaned in, bringing him in to her mouth, sucking down his length, rapidly, and sucking him like a vacuum, making him moan out as he tried to eat out her wet pussy. This didn't go on long, though, as a few moments later, Naruto erupted in to her mouth, and she swallowed it as she came, her juices gushing from her, and across Naruto's face. He fell into a faintly sleep, his face still red as a tomato.
"I guess I overdid it a little." Anko thought. "Well, night, kid. See ya tomorrow." And, not even bothering to dress herself, she gathered up her clothes and jumped from the window, returning to her house.

The next day, Naruto had come to the classroom as requested, to a very blush-worthy sight; Once again, Anko Mitarashi lay before him in all her naked glory in a suggestive pose on a loveseat where the teacher's desk should have been, while Shikamaru Nara was drawing her, occasionally looking up and squinting with concentration before returning to his drawing.
"Um, hello… Naruto…." Naruto turned to see Hinata waiting by one of the desks, wearing a bathrobe. Her face was as red and embarrassed as he'd ever seen her before.
"Hi, Hinata. Um, I thought we were the ones being drawn today?" Naruto asked.
"Anko-sensei wants Shikamaru to be prepared before it's our turn." Hinata explained. "Um, I'm sorry to drag you into this. I know it's really embarrassing, but…"
"Don't worry." Naruto grinned. "I'm alright with it." He peeked at Shikamaru's work. "Wow. He's really good."
"M-hm." Hinata nodded, trying to imagine how she and Naruto would be positioned when it was their turn. A little while later, Shikamaru said,
"Okay, done!" And Anko hopped off the loveseat, stretching out and taking a look at the talented boy's canvas.
"Now THAT'S pretty impressive!" She said enthusiastically. "Yeah, I'd say you're ready for our lucky prize winner and her…" She giggled. "Lucky little man." Not bothering to dress, she sat slouched and reclined at a desk and said, "Alright, kids. It's your turn." Hinata gulped and walked down to the front of the room with Naruto. Awkwardly, she asked,
"How do you want us to be positioned?"
"You can do it however you two feel comfortable." Anko replied lazily. The two considered for a moment how they wanted to do their picture, some sitting, some standing, and some laying on the floor. In the end, they came to an agreement, Naruto sitting closely with Hinata on the loveseat, embracing each other's bodies closely to one another, their faces very close together, as though about to kiss.
"Not bad! That'd make a wonderful picture." Anko remarked.
"Yeah. It's perfect." Shikamaru agreed.
"Now that we got that worked out. You two, strip." Anko told the art models. Naruto stood, stepped to the side, and with great embarrassment and reluctance, he stripped off his clothes, one piece at a time. Hinata suppressed a gasp as Naruto finished, pulling down his boxers. Though he still had a rather young and not very muscular figure, his body was quite slim and fit, not a trace of fat on him.
"Can't wait to see what that looks like all grown up!" Anko thought hungrily. Hinata then squeaked and covered her face with her hands as she saw Naruto's little man… a term used rather loosely. "He may still just be a boy now, but what a man!" Anko thought as her eyes fell on his dong too.
After taking a deep breath, Hinata closed her eyes, stood, and let her robe drop to the floor, revealing a very developed body for someone her age. Like Naruto, Hinata didn't by any means have a full woman's body, but her figure was nevertheless slender, perfect hourglass form, nicely rounded and proportioned rear, and C-cup breasts, her nipples a cute shade of pink. Anko had to repress giving a little whistle at her body. She was a bisexual and old or young, she knew good bods when she saw them. Even Shikamaru had to admire the nude figures of his models.
Naruto and Hinata sat back down on the loveseat in the same position as before, but this time, it felt completely new to them. The difference between being clothed and nude was massively apparent as they embraced, their skin warm against each other, each one able to feel the other's body heat. They leaned a little closer as though about to kiss again, and Hinata put on a little smile that seemed to be a bit more than just part of the pose, which Naruto returned.
Indeed, it felt a little hard for Naruto not to kiss Hinata after holding their pose for several minutes, while Shikamaru reproduced the scene on canvas with precision and focus. Hinata's skin was very soft, like silk, her eyes, though almost identical to the other Hyuugas, had such loving and warmth to them, her breasts pressed against his chest were like nothing he had ever felt before. He remembered the feel of Anko's boobs to some extent, but these had a different, yet just as good feel to them. Whereas Anko's were large, bouncy, and experienced, Hinata's were firm, soft, and young.
Hinata felt the urge to faint, among other sexual emotions as she maintained her pose. Naruto, in her mind, was a true man in the making, though he had little visible muscle, he still had a firm, ridged quality, yet he was still young and soft to the touch. She could even feel the muscular quality of his chest against hers. And though she didn't know what to make of it, the hard shaft pressed against her leg felt oddly warm, and for some reason, she wanted to touch it with her hands. His deep blue eyes made her even more want to kiss him. Why couldn't she? What would it hurt? Their faces were only inches apart. She could kiss him now and it wouldn't throw Shikamaru off at all.
"Finished." Shikamaru said after what felt like hours.
"Well done, kids!" Anko applauded. "And with bodies like yours, you're born nude models."
"Um… thanks…" Hinata smiled awkwardly, not sure if Anko was praising her or not. "Mmm?" Both Anko and Shikamaru stared as the kids' lips locked, Naruto's eyes now closed, kissing Hinata purposely on the mouth, unable to help himself anymore, while Hinata's face invented a new shade of red as her eyes went wide with astonishment. She wanted to do it herself, but it was just as satisfying for Naruto be the one to kiss her instead. After about a few minutes, their mouths parted, and the room was left in total silence.
"That was… my first kiss…" Hinata thought, her mouth a tad slacked. "And… he used his tongue…. Where did he learn something like that? Was it… Anko-sensei?"
"I can't believe I just did that!" Naruto thought. "Hinata's probably gonna hate me for this… although, that did feel really good… Anko-sensei taught me that in my dream last night. I didn't think it would actually feel so incredible…"
"So… anyone want to see it?" Shikamaru asked, breaking the silence. Naruto and Hinata broke out of their embarrassed and confused trance, and peered around to have a look at their portrait. It was just so… There was really no other word for it… beautiful. Shikamaru performed a little hand sign, creating two copies of the picture, one for each of them.
"Thanks, Shikamaru." Said Hinata, admiring her copy of the picture as she got dressed.
"Um, Hinata, sorry about…" Naruto began, but Hinata had already dressed herself and left the classroom, her copy in hand, glowing red. He then noticed something hanging off one of the chairs she missed. "Wait, you forgot your…" But she was already out the doors of the academy by that time. Naruto blushed at the item Hinata had forgotten. What he held was a pair of her underwear, a pair of silvery-blue panties with a little white bow just below the waistband.
"You can return them to her Tuesday." Anko told him. "That's a class that I'm holding with boys and girls. You hold onto them until then." Naruto nodded, pocketing the girl's undies. "By the way, before you leave, tell me… How did it feel last night? Your dream?" Naruto felt much less shame in admitting it now that he had just posed nude very closely with Hinata, but it was still quite an uneasy topic.
"It felt…" Naruto swallowed. "It felt really nice. And, thanks, Anko-sensei." He clothed, picked up his copy of the picture of Hinata and himself, and left, giving his sensei a little wave.
"Thanks?" Anko repeated in her mind. "For what?"
"Could I keep the original, Anko-sensei?" Shikamaru asked.
"'Course ya can. It's your work, after all." Anko told him.

Hinata hung her copy of the picture with love and care on the wall, making sure it was the first thing she saw after waking up. After getting it in just the right position, all she could do was sit on her bed and look at it, remembering the unbelievable pleasure she felt posing for it with the boy she secretly loved. And if her assumption was correct, Naruto loved her too. Then, she felt herself around the waist area. It felt quite different than it normally did. A horrible thought came to her, but she hoped beyond hope she was wrong. She pulled down her pants, and squealed in fright. She forgot her panties!
"Oh…! So embarrassing!" She whispered to herself. "Those were my favorite pair, too! I hope Anko-sensei found them! Wait, if Anko-sensei found them…! Oh! So embarrassing!" She fainted onto her bed, falling asleep soon after, still naked from the waist down.

Naruto , finished with his day, changed into his pajamas. He smiled at it his copy of the picture as he lay in bed. He picked up Hinata's panties, which he placed on the nightstand, and felt them. They were soft, and he could just imagine Hinata wearing only this pair. They were somehow even still warm from her body.
"I'm feeling a little better about it, but I still feel so screwed up!" Naruto thought, putting the panties away and going to bed. "But… it felt really nice. That kiss… I hope I can do that again… someday…."
To Be Continued...

[Sex feels good for a very good reason: Extra]
"I'm… here, Anko-sensei." Young, timid Emi Shiawase said nervously, entering the nearly empty classroom. She had been happy, yet incredibly embarrassed about winning this prize all night last night.
"Good to see you didn't chicken out." Anko teased. She was already wearing only her fishnet bodysuit, which left nothing to the imagination at all. "And it looks like you came prepared, too." She added. Sure enough, Emi was dressed in nothing but a bathrobe, which was a very embarrassing thing to be dressed in, considering she had to walk from her house to the academy. She regretted this decision, but there was no going back now.
"You ready, kiddo?" asked Anko, pulling off her fishnet and putting aside with the rest of her 'clothes.'
"Um…" Emi looked as though she was having second thoughts about this whole thing, but Anko pulled her over to a loveseat in the front of the room where the teacher's desk should have been, and sat down.
"Now would be the time to lose the robe, kid." Anko whispered huskily. Emi gave a timid little whimper, then fumbled with the sash of her bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. Her body was very underdeveloped, even for her age, she was flat-chested, her curves just barely showed, and her pubic area was completely bald and smooth, but there was just something about her nude figure that seemed so… perfect in Anko's mind. She pulled Emi down to be seated in her lap, and held her close, as though she were her child, both of them looking directly at Shikamaru, as though posing for a family photo.
"So… soft…" Emi thought, her arms around Anko's upper chest, her head against her breast. For the entire time she and Anko were being drawn, Emi was in utter paradise.
"She looks like she's into this." Shikamaru thought as he took a moment to focus on the scene he was drawing, looking into Emi's emerald green eyes. After some time, Emi got to loving the feel of Anko so much, she was almost disappointed when Shikamaru said that he was finished.
"Wow! It's fantastic!" Emi gasped as she saw Shikamaru's masterpiece. "Can I have it?"
"It's yours." Shikamaru nodded.
"Thanks!" Emi smiled.
"There you go! That's how a person with a name like 'Emi' should look." Anko thought. "Hey, kid. After you get that back home, how about you get some clothes on, come over to my house, take 'em off, and do a little… extra credit?" Shikamaru ducked out of the room, giving a quick word of thanks. Emi's blush contrasted greatly with her green eyes as she said,
"Um… alright…" She pulled her robe back on, hung her new picture of Anko in her room, and made a beeline for Anko's house, forgetting to change into better clothes.
"Glad you could make it." said Anko, leading Emi to her bedroom, already nude. "So," She spread herself across her bed. "You ready for your extra credit?" Emi swallowed nervously, and pulled off her robe. "Guess so." Anko smirked.
[Sex Feels Good for a Good Reason: Extra: End]
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