Having a little Fun with Sakura

Chapter 2

Sakura’s shock grew as she watched the blonde haired girl before her undress. Closing her eyes in embarrassment she hoped to escape the images being bared to her. The other girls began to giggle at her predicament and she only felt her cheeks redden even more.

A sound of annoyance met her. “Open your eyes and look at me,” came the harsh demand. Slowly her lashes fluttered as a tiny whimper left her lips. Slowly her eyes drifted open again. Turning her head she got a full view of her enemy in the nude. She was beautiful, golden hair spread over her shoulders and back. It caressed arched perky breasts ad trailed down a flat stomach to tease similar curls at the junction of her thighs.

With a smirk, Ino ran her hands over her body just stroking her sensitive areas before she looked into Sakura’s eyes. “Like what you see?” and she waltzed over. “Now I want you to lick my pussy. Do it right and you won’t get hurt.”

She got pleasure seeing the look on Sakura’s face. Her mean, shrewd eyes widening in shock. “You want me to…” she seemed to choke on the words. “… lick you… there?”

“That’s right. And make it good.” She stepped in front of the seated girl, her privates just meeting the pink-haired slave’s face. “Let her hands go. I want her to touch me.”

With a whimper Sakura felt her hands loosen from the previous death grip. Her eyes only seeing shadowed pale stomach and trimmed private hair. She jumped when she heard the, “Well? What are you waiting for?” and the cold touch of a knife casually pressed against her chin.

Whimpering again, Sakura experimentally darted out a tiny tongue and ran it over the smoothed shaved skin. Ino moaned and shivered. She was really horny and needed it badly. Feeling the knife slacken, she did it again longer this time, running her tongue over the skin until it was moist.

She ‘eeped’ as Ino’s hands got buried within her hair as she went on tip toe pressing her female heat closer to the talented tongue She was rewarded as that tongue drifted lower to dip into the top slitting of her pussy lips. It just touched the base of her clitoris but that sent shivers through the girl’s body

“Oh fuck yes. You’re good at this. Been sucking on other pussies haven’t you?”

Sakura sobbed and gasped as her face was pushed into the open legs of a very aroused girl. Her next breath was a deep gulp mingled strongly with the scent of Ino’s arousal. Sakura taught herself sniffing again. It wasn’t a bad smell, sweet. Tentatively her hands drifted to grip onto Ino’s butt as her tongue darted out to taste the source of the sweet scent.

It was strange, but it wasn’t as bad as she had thought. And so her tongue started to work through the flesh licking. She heard a moan and blushed as she realized that it was from her. Clenching her hands tighter, she pulled Ino closer to her roving tongue. If they wanted to do this well she would show them. She would definitely show them. She wasn’t into girls. But she knew what she liked and did just that to Ino.

Letting her hands drift down the soft skin she caressed the firm muscles of her thighs before drifting up to touch the wet swollen flesh under her stroking tongue.

Smoothing her fingers over the pouting flesh, she felt a triumphant smile touch her lips as moisture drifted down her fingers. Without a second’s hesitation, she thrust her finger into the waiting opening as she took the nub of want between her teeth to concentrate her stroking. She was rewarded with a soft throaty moan. With gentling fingers, Ino released the hair that she had previously been clenching to enjoy riding the finger piercing her so fiercely. She knew that she was close but she wanted to enjoy this for a little bit longer.

Crying out, she arched her back as Sakura pushed in two fingers to the moist clenching flesh. She felt the other hand drift down to her butt to caress the opening and immediately pulled away. Her chest rising and falling, she gave Sakura a fierce look. What she got in return was a defiant satisfied look from Sakura, her juices left a trail down her pink haired rival’s face..

Turning to her companions, she found them writhing in a pile on the floor. Having seen the sight of Sakura and Ino they had been unable to control themselves and were currently pleasuring each other with gusty moans and breathy sighs. With a shake of her head, she looked back to Sakura.

“Talented aren’t we?”

“Or maybe you’re just easy?” Sakura answered earning her a slap across the face.

“Is that so?,” Ino slid down her body sitting upon her thighs before taking her mouth in a fierce kiss. Gripping the pink hair again in a tight hold, she ground their lips together as she pressed her body against that of Sakura. It felt really good.

A pained sound escaped Sakura’s lips as she was abused by the one who she thought was a friend, but this was exciting her as well. With determination, she again grabbed hold of Ino’s bottom as it was very easy to hold and pushed her friends body into hers. The friction was amazing. Moaning into her mouth she did it again, earning a gasp from Ino.

Biting onto her lip, Sakura pulled back from the brutal kiss to look up at her former friend with anger. “I hate you,”

“I hate you more,” and Ino pulled her back into another bruising kiss. In no time, the two women were on the ground writhing, fighting. for dominance of the other. Ino did not mind at all. She found the struggle turned her on more as she came into contact with more flesh and if she needed it she had two friends ready to aid her at any moment.

With a groan, she found herself on her back with Sakura sitting on her chest, her hands above her head. She shivered visibly as she looked up into the hate filled eyes of Sakura. This was better than she had ever thought possible. Her excitement grew as she felt wet heat drip onto her stomach. Sakura was getting off on it.

With renewed need to dominate, she swung her legs around the waist of the girl and pushed her down to the ground. They rolled around again, groans and hisses escaping them as they struggled for power. With a powerful push, Ino forced Sakura onto her back, a reverse of her own previous position.

Grinning, she looked into the eyes of her opponent, Chest heaving with her fight for air. The hatred and malice in Sakura’s eyes was a tangible thing. “You little slut, You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” she whispered.

“As if!” she shouted only for it to end as a moan of pleasure as Ino ground her aching flesh against that of Sakura. Closing her eyes as Ino straddled a thigh, she almost begged her to stop. She knew that if she received any simulation to her flesh she would respond. She had enjoyed it. The name calling, the abuse, the sexual touches, the struggle. All of it she loved it and she wanted more but she would never let that woman know.

Her back rose up from the ground as Ino ignored her and pressed her own heated flesh against Sakura’s thighs, gaining stimulation in the same time pressing her own thigh against Sakura. Taking a nipple between her lips, Ino enjoyed the moans of pleasure that came from her enemy. She felt her pleasure rise. Her heart pounded thunderously within her chest and she trembled. It felt so good. Wrapping an arm under Sakura’s arched back; she pulled her in closer so she could feel more.

She was rewarded as she felt Sakura’s hand dig into her hair on her moan. She was pressing herself closer to Ino grinding against her in earnest desire to reach her peak and that drove Ino on. Looking onto the desire filled eyes of Sakura, she could not resist the urge to kiss her.

The two enemies withered against the ground as they struggled to get closer to the other. They had completely forgotten about the two others but they didn’t mind. Temari had pulled out her camcorder a while back when they two had began writhing on the ground and she knew that later on she and Tenten would have a lot of fun watching it in the privacy of her apartment. In the mean time, they touched each other as their eyes remained riveted on the two women.

Gasping into Ino’s mouth, Sakura felt her body stiffen as she came hard and long. Griping onto Ino she pressed her flesh hard against her, wanting to prolong the feeling as it roiled through her tense body.

Under the harsh treatment of Sakura’s orgasm, Ino found herself reeling over the edge of her own cliff and enjoying the nails pressing into her. She cried out as she felt the best orgasm of her life. With a sob, she pressed her aching flesh against that of the thrashing Sakura, her entire being quaked.

Finally her need calmed and with a satisfied sigh, she looked up at the one she hated with such a passion and grinned at the horrified blush that met her. Standing in her naked glory she surveyed the mess before her. Sakura’s thighs where covered in her moisture, the pink haired girl covered in dirt and bruises. With a nod, she turned to her friends and gaining the okay to leave, she turned back to Sakura. “Thanks for a nice time bitch,” and all three left with a puff of Shinobi jutsu.

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Tired, Sakura got up and with tears blinding her; she covered her body and made her way home. As she got within the house she fell to the floor and cried until she was too tired to do so anymore. Getting up, she entered her bath and washed away the evidence of the encounter. She was in shock. As she sat in the tub, washing her skin, she thought back to the incident and felt shame.

“I hate her,” she said as she got out of the tub and went to bed.

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Days went by and slowly she stopped feeling bad about the incident. She had not seen the others since and had assumed that they had gone on a mission. Bidding Naruto good bye, she entered her home. Turned on the lights and let out a tired yawn. Stretching, she walked into her bedroom only to be pushed against the wall of the darkened chamber. Terror assaulted her. Her eyes darted from left to right trying to figure out who it was. She was disappointed that her shinobi senses had not alerted her of the intruder.

“Hello little slut. Did you miss me?” she heard and hatred clouded her mind.