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Special Training Indeed	By : enifoot Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 63258 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor have any rights to anything afilliated with it including characters. I am doing this purely for entertainment and make no money off of it.

Chapter List
- 1-Special Training Indeed
- 2-2: New Clothes and Mushroom Sauce
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So this story is a response to the Challenge "Porn Fic Naruko" 2 by sneaky 666. This is only the first chapter so I'd have a starting spot, and I only read it over once to make sure it isn't utter shit. As long as there is an interest, I'll probably keep writing when I have free time. There will be some light fetishe material and eventually some medium bondage, but no scat, guro or anything light that. Later chapters may have beastialtiy or soft vore (gumming, tonguing, but now shredding and devouring) but that's a while off yet.
Also, reviews always highly welcomed! I'm new to writing sex scenes so I'm open to any advice!
Special Training Indeed: The Night that Started it All
               “No no no!” Jiraiya raged at his student. One full year had passed since they’d left the village, and he regretted it every day. He’d give Naruko a scroll and an overview and then go off to… gather information. And she’d practice her plump ass off but never progress. Do you know why she wouldn’t progress? Most people would say “Because she’s dumb!” Some villagers would add “Because she’s a demon!” But really, neither of those was true. She was a rather intelligent jinchuriki with plenty of promise. But she had no motivation.
               He’d left a shadow clone behind to watch for a week now and for seven days straight the girl would practice for an hour, maybe two, then take a nap until he came to check on her at the end of the day. By then she’d have jogged and done another hour or so of exercise to appear worn out. And then she’d beg for more personalized training than throwing a scroll at her and leaving! Well, he’d show her “personalized training” all right!
               “You know, Naruko,” he started, playing the part of the sympathetic teacher. “It’s not your fault that this is happening, it must be my fault. I must not be a good enough sensei to you.”
               “What?” Naruko asked in shock. She’d said she wanted more one on one help, sure, but she didn’t actually think he was a bad teacher. “No, sensei! I’m sorry I’m just not learning faster!”
               “But you know, Naruko, we have another two years before we have to return, so I’m going to make each day worthwhile! Starting tomorrow, I can send a clone to get any information I need. I’ll be here training you!” he declared proudly.
               “Awesome! You’re not that bad after all, Ero-sennin!” she yelled in joy.
               “Ero-what-now?” he asked, eyebrow twitching.
               “Uh, I meant Jiraiya-sensei.”
               “Much better.” He smiled. “Tell you what, starting tonight, I’ll do the cooking. You just have to catch our food.”
               “Yatta!” she shouted in glee, leaping into the air and running off into the woods to find a meal.
               “And while she’s gone, I’ll prepare my special sauce…” he laughed to himself.

               That night, dinner was done right. Naruko had come back with a few hares which Jiraiya quickly spitted and roasted before making a fine traveler’s stew. Just as Naruko was about to take a bite, however, Jiraiya decided to ask her about it. “Hey, before you start, why don’t you try some of my special sauce?” he asked. “I’ve been saving it up for years now, perfecting its flavor. I’ve never really liked the taste myself but every woman I’ve cooked for has loved it!”
               “Sure!” Naruko said, always ready to try new things. Jiraiya took a small bottle of a white, creamy sauce and dumped a generous quality into her bowl before stirring it in, slipping in a clear chemical with it that Naruko didn’t even notice.
               “Great! Now, before you eat it make sure you inhale the scent deeply.” She leaned over the bowl and breathed in the wonderful aroma.
               “It’s almost musky!” she said. “But it smells even better now.” Maybe she was just hungry, but the scent was so nice it was almost going to her head.
               “Well, dig in, then!” Jiriaya called out as he started devouring his own meal while inconspicuously keeping an eye on Naruko while she ate.
               “Mmmm!” she practically moaned as the flavor exploded in her mouth. Jiraiya paid careful attention to her young, B-cup breasts, hoping to see her nipples perk in the natural way bitches’ nipples do, but her clothing was too bulky for that. It was enough for now that she was breathing slightly heavier.
               “Now that was a good meal, wasn’t it?” he asked, leaning back against a tree stump.
               “Definitely!” she nodded in agreement.
               “But the spoons still dirty!” he cried in dismay. “Why don’t you lick it off?” he prompted as he stuck the spoon straight at her face.
               “Sure!” she couldn’t help but want as much of the stew as she could get and why let good stew go to waste? Her tongue started thing the spoon in little, dainty movements, up and down, back and forth, in a circle until the smallest bit of her pink, succulent tongue brushed up against Jiraiya’s hand holding the spoon and she quickly withdrew. “We need to do this again!” she commented.
               “Don’t worry, we will. For now, why not go to bed, I’ll take first watch.”
               “Sure thing, sensei!”
               About a half hour into his watch Jiraiya made a clone to take over while he stealthily made his way to his student’s bed roll. She really was beautiful, his student. She had long blonde hair that fell to her waist, begging to be tugged on. Bright blue, mischievous eyes that would only look better rolled up in a fucked silly face. Six dainty whisker lines, three on each cheek, directed vision right at her plump, pink lips that pouted even in her sleep.
               He feet and hands were delicate, though somehow just as tan as the rest of her fine body. Her waist was slender and small, easy to throw around and her neck, too, was skinny enough that he could wrap around it with his two large hands. He gazed at her breasts that would only get bigger in time. Through the thin black nightshirt she wore he could see that her nipples were in fact erect.
               But two pointy nipples led down to a perfectly flat, toned tummy as he could see due to her shirt riding waaaay up. He hips were meant for fucking and breeding, easily wide enough to bare many children. And there was the crown jewel of the collection. A small, weeping, perfectly folded pair of untouched pussy lips that begged to be cruelly spread apart by his massive cock. But that would come another night. For now, he’d only play lightly. It was the first time he’d used that drug and he wasn’t sure how strongly it would affect a jinchuriki.
               With that in mind, he took two fingers and inserted them into her puckered lips. Just like the spoon earlier tonight, she eagerly lapped at his appendages. He shivered at her subconscious eagerness. But then again, a slut was a slut and being unconscious wouldn’t stop her. Take his fingers out, he replaced them with his tongue as his hands started to wander her body. Fingers caressed nipples and teasingly stroked along her soft, tan skin, making her moan into the kiss she was giving her sixty year old teacher.
               Soon, his mouth started to move too. He kissed down her check to her neck where he started suck a little harder. Should a hicky form he was confident it would be gone by morning with the fox. One hand caressed her nipple while another molested her ass. Then as he gave the smallest love bite he could manage, she let loose a breathless mewl. Her neck was sensitive, eh? Then, he wondered as he dragged the tip of his tongue over her skin to her shoulder, what would her armpit taste like?
               He lifted her arm to provide access and, without warning, flattened his tongue and gave her one powerful, long lick all the way along her perfectly hairless arm pit. She shivered, struggled, and moaned, really moaned as her bare pussy erupted in a small spray of moisture. He quickly got up and replaced his clone. Surely the drug wasn’t that powerful on the girl, not strong enough to sleep through a small orgasm? As he waited for her to wake and replace him on the next watch, he savored the taste of sweat that only beautiful young girls can make sexy. Now, how would he start his “hands-on” training in the morning?
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