Sensei and Me

Sakura twisted and rolled around in her sleeping bag, letting out a sigh of frustration.



It had been almost a full week since that first night watching Kakashi bathe, and it had almost become an obsession. The boys noticed too - slowly she had stopped following around Sasuke and flirting with him, and it seemed that now since she wasn't giving him any attention, the moody boy was starting to pay more attention to her. But Sakura didn't care - she spent the whole day walking as close to Kakashi as possible, trying not to stare at his fine body through the layers of clothing he wore or to seem too obvious when she talked to him, asking him questions about the mission or the book he was reading. He more or less ignored her, though in an "I'm an adult and you're just a kid" way, not the cold shoulder that Sasuke had always given her. Usually he would rub her head and tell her to go run along with Naruto.



Naruto and Sasuke obviously wondered about her new liking towards their teacher, but neither of them guessed the truth - that every night, Sakura crept out of the tent under the guise of using the bathroom, and instead followed Kakashi into the woods. Apparently he bathed nightly in nearby streams or lakes, and in all those instances of him bathing, she had watched him jerk off. And she had rubbed herself too, until now she had a fairly good idea of where her sensitive spots were and in what way to rub them. In fact, sometimes while she was settling down to sleep, she would rub herself beneath her sleeping bag while just thinking about him.



But their mission would soon be drawing to a close - tomorrow evening they would reach the small town of Momoto and deliver the packages of special seeds to the local gardening store. More than likely they would spend several days in the town cleaning up yards and fixing houses, doing normal ninja things, before heading back. Sakura didn't know how she would handle it. This nightly activity had become an addiction; whenever she closed her eyes she could see Kakashi's taught muscles and perfect face, and the thick length of his rod as he moved his hands over it. She fantasized about touching him, about sharing that physical contact with him. She wondered if he would rub her too.



Dammit! Sakura sat up with a sigh, unable to sleep, her body covered in sweat from the warm covers and her crotch aching for attention. She couldn't keep doing this to herself - her mother would be so angry if she got back and discovered Sakura touching her privates, or even worse, spying on naked men. But Sakura couldn't help it - she had no sisters and no father to explain these things to her, no prior knowledge of her physical needs, and her mother would rather deny the whole thing existed than explain her body's changes. Since her period had started only a year ago, those physical needs were doing nothing but growing. She wasn't sure what she needed, but she knew she needed something!



Maybe she should ask Kakashi about it?



The thought popped into her head almost at the same time that she heard the familiar rustling of Kakashi leaving his tent. He was going to bathe - Sakura had already scouted out the nearest water source and knew he was heading to a large pond only a short ways to the West. She would follow him - and this time she would find the courage to touch him herself. Watching was more torture now than fulfillment anyway.



Sakura stood up, leaving her panties off and just wearing her long nightshirt. She carefully stepped around the softly slumbering Sasuke and the loudly snoring Naruto, and headed out into the night. She mustered up her courage and followed the route that Kakashi had taken to the pond, his trail fairly obvious as usual. She figured that he had left behind the trail on purpose in case any of them needed to find him in a hurry, because being an elite shinobi, she was certain he could leave no trail at all if he wanted to.



Sakura crept up on the waterhole as silently as possible, peering through the leaves in an attempt to see where her sensei had gone. Usually he was out in the open, but this time she looked around and couldn't see him anywhere. Damn, where could he be? She was certain that had come this way....



Feeling emboldened, Sakura threw caution to the wind and stepped clear of the bushes, then walked forward and up to the banks of the pond, looking around at the pool of water. Empty.



"Yo."



Sakura whirled around, her heart in her throat and her eyes as wide as saucers. It took her a moment before she spotted the figure standing in the trees, then Kakashi stepped forward, entering the moonlight in full. His shirt was off along with his mask, and Sakura stared with her mouth open, unsure of what to say. She tried not to let her eyes flicker over his body, but it was close to impossible.



"I... uh...." she muttered, clenching her fists.



"Why have you been following me, little Sakura?" Kakashi asked, his voice low.



Sakura finally gave up on speaking. She just stared at him stupidly, the breeze brushing against her bare crotch, unable to look away from his perfect face. She tugged on the hem of her night shirt, glad that it fell to just above her knees. Her heart was racing. So he knew that she had been following him to his nightly baths - why hadn't he stopped her? Why hadn't he said anything before now? Apparently she had caught him while he had been undressing - damn, she should have waited for him to get into the water!



Kakashi walked forward until he was standing directly in front of her, and he looked down into her eyes, his one eye closed over his sharingan. His other was unreadable - she couldn't tell if he was upset or. . . or what. "Well?"



There was a pause.



"I. . . I want to - to help you!" Sakura suddenly blurted out, her cheeks turning bright red. She squeezed her legs together, trying to stop the flow of juices that had started upon the sight of his bare skin.



"Help?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.



Sakura nodded. Suddenly she stepped forward, unsure of where her courage came from, and grabbed his crotch. Kakashi looked down at her in amazement, but he didn't try to remove her hand. "Why does it get bigger?" she asked, running her fingers over his package. Her hand was trembling and her legs were shaking - she knew she was doing something absolutely forbidden, but her body couldn't take the torture any longer.



Kakashi coughed slightly and looked down at their point of contact. "You shouldn't know about that for quite a few years yet," he said quietly. But she sensed that he was struggling - what had her mother said to her before? Something about ninjas not having a love life because they were so busy? She wondered how long it had been since Kakashi had received any love.



And he hadn't tried to remove her hand.



"Teach me," Sakura said quietly. "Sensei, teach me! I want to know how it works, I've seen what you do to it, and I. . . I touch myself too." She looked down, ashamed at her admonition, unsure of how he would react. "But I don't know how to make it go away, it's been aching since that first night. . . I can't make it stop."



For a long moment Kakashi didn't say anything, then he slowly took her hand, pulling it away from his crotch and at the same time pulling her forward. Sakura found herself wrapped up in a tight hug, Kakashi's bare, warm chest burning through the thin fabric of her shirt. The sensation was unexpected, and suddenly she felt her nipples begin to harden, as they often did when it was cold - but this time it felt good to rub them against his warm muscles. The thin fabric covering her small breasts was almost unbarable against their sensitivity.



Kakashi spoke into her ear. "I don't think you're quite ready for that," he said quietly. "Please understand, Sakura...." But even as he spoke, she moved her chest, unable to stop rubbing her nipples. Almost automatically one of his hands slowly moved to her shirt where her tight little tits were, and began to rub them through the material. He started hesitantly, frowning down at her - with each slow stroke a tendril of fire shot through her stomach, and she squirmed, the fluid now gushing down her legs and thighs. She had never felt like this before, even in her most desperate moments - the empty feeling inside of her was getting worse. She reached forward and touched the growing lump in her sensei's pants, looking up to see if he approved. His eyes were shut tight, and for a moment she admired his handsome face, cherishing the fact that she was one of the few who had seen it.



Hesitating slightly, she gently unzipped his pants. She heard his breath catch and his muscles tense.



"Sakura-"



"Please don't stop me," she said quietly. "I want to know." It was too late to go back now. Biting her lip, she pushed the fabric away and reached in, pulling out his long, hard member. It was warm yet smooth to the touch, silky soft, and glistened in the moonlight. Sakura looked up at her teacher, the man who was twice her age, and saw the pained expression on his face. "You can touch me too," she said, with a shy smile.



Kakashi stared at where her hand gripped him, then suddenly he let out a deep groan. A second later his hand grabbed the back of her neck and her sensei angled her head upward, crushing his lips down against hers. Sakura gasped as his tongue entered her mouth, plundering her lips and exploring the dark, wet cave. She felt her knees go weak and his arm went around her, supporting her as his mouth beckoned her own tongue to explore. She tentatively kissed him back, shy at first but with growing boldness.



Kakashi broke the kiss slightly, his breathing hard, his lips hovering just above hers. "I can't... I'm using you...."



Sakura giggled and tightened the hand around his rod - it was starting to pulse slightly against her fingers. "Teach me how to kiss," she whispered.



Kakashi's eyes widened, his breath haggard, but it seemed that he did not have the control to stop himself. He lowered his head to her lips, gently nibbling at her mouth. Although he hated to admit it to himself, some part of him loved her youth - her mouth was small and fresh, clean-tasting and unused. Her tongue was like sugar.



"It's easy," he said quietly, and Sakura shivered, his voice rough and low. "Don't open your mouth all the way, close it a little more - that's right - now start slow and deepen it. . . good, like this. . . ." His tongue swirled gently around her lips, placing small nibbles and nips around them, before he deepened the kiss and took control of her mouth. Then he invited her to try it on him, and she returned the kiss, copying him move for move. He chuckled at her enthusiasm - poor girl, she was dying for attention.



His cock grew harder and Sakura bit her lip when she felt it resting snug between their bodies; it was far bigger up close than it had appeared earlier. Her hand traveled over its surface, stroking the smooth skin and drawing a delicious shiver out of her sensei. She grabbed it firmly and tried to copy the movements she had seen him doing, swirling her hand around his head before stroking down to his base.



Kakashi let out a slight grunt and suddenly picked her up, carrying her bride-style towards a nearby patch of trees and sitting them both down in the shadows. No one would see them here easily, even if Naruto and Sasuke came looking, which was doubtful since the two slept like logs. Kakashi unfastened the top of his pants slowly so that his member showed in full, from the glistening tip all the way down to the large, tight balls. Sakura stared, her eyes wide, never having seen the male anatomy this close before.



"Why does it get so hard?" she asked, running her hand over the skin. Kakashi took her hand and shaped it into a fist, then moved it up and down along the skin, showing her exactly what he liked.



He smiled at her gently. "I still think you're a little too young for that," he said quietly. He put a finger to her lips when she pouted, hushing any complaints. "But I'll make your ache go away."



Sakura thought for a moment, then nodded. It was a good deal, as long as she got her fulfillment and put this horrible emptiness to rest. She wondered what he would do to stop it. Kakashi directed her attention back to his member by putting his hand over hers.



"Wrap your fist a little tighter. . .ah, good, perfect. . . now stroke up and down, mm good girl," he murmured, never ceasing his quiet stream of encouragement. Sakura liked the intimacy and the safe way he made her feel as she touched him. Here in the darkness and shadows, she felt like she and Kakashi were creating a real bond - the first bond with a man she had ever had. Growing up without a father, Sakura had always had a tendency to idolize older men; now she realized she could do that and more.



Abruptly Sakura sat up and kissed Kakashi shyly, trying her best to copy the method he had shown her earlier. He laughed softly and pulled her in for a deeper kiss, taking control as he always did. His fingers tickled at her breasts, making her squirm and gasp. She wrapped her hand around his member again and continued stroking, finding a good rhythm and applying varying degrees of pressure. Kakashi groaned and continued kissing her, his mouth trailing along her jaw and then down her neck, gently sucking.



"Harder," she moaned, loving the feeling of his lips against her skin and the delicious warmth it awoke within her. She could remember this position from the few romance movies she had watched in her short life, peeking around the corner at the TV late at night, her mother unaware.



Kakashi breathed against her skin before nipping across her collar bone. "I can't leave a mark on you," he murmured against her. "No one can know what we're doing, understand?"



Sakura nodded, then let out a small gasp as his head dropped lower, and he took one hard nipple into his mouth and gently sucked on it through the fabric of her shirt. The sensations he drew from her flesh were amazing, and she let out a small sob as she pushed her head against his shoulder, squeezing his strong biceps. "Kakashi-sensei...."



"Shh," he murmured, then turned his attention to her other nipple. "Keep moving your hand." Sakura realized she had stopped and continued playing with his member, stroking it faster and harder as her arousal grew, though it was hard to concentrate through the amazing sensations. Kakashi drew her close with one arm, pressing her breast into his mouth, and suddenly she felt his other hand trailing low across her stomach. His fingers played with the sides of her hips, then with the hem of her dress, tugging at it and brushing over the skin on her legs. The fluid renewed itself between Sakura's legs, and she felt it dripping down her thighs with no panties to catch it.



For a moment she felt him hesitate, his lips going still against her breast, almost as though he had a second thought - then abruptly he flicked his hand beneath her night gown and gently explored the area with his fingers.



He paused. "Where are your panties?" he asked, his voice hoarse. Sakura blushed and tried to hide her face, unsure of why she felt so shy when she was being so intimate with him.



"Uhm... I, uh...."



Kakashi looked up at her, his expression becoming lazy and amused. "Interesting," he murmured, then suddenly his fingers touched her flesh and Sakura let out a gasp of surprise. She had been longing for this for so long, it seemed like she was more sensitive now than she had ever been before. Just the gentle brush of her fingers sent a thrill of excitement and pleasure running through her body, and for a moment she felt her head spin.



"Keep moving your hand," he reminded her gently, and his fist closed over hers, helping her rub his cock. If possible, it seemed to have gotten stiffer, and his voice had dropped another pitch. "You keep moving yours, and I'll keep moving mine, deal?"



Sakura nodded shakily and continued rubbing him, and Kakashi went back to work, trailing his fingers along her slit until he stopped at her most sensitive place; a small nub of flesh towards the front. Her eyes widened in surprise - he knew her body even better than she did! He grinned at her shocked expression before gently rubbing his finger over her flesh, teasing her in a way that made warm swirls of pleasure curl through her stomach. She began gasping and put her forehead against his chest, closing her eyes - she heard a distant whimpering sound and realized it came from her own throat.



"Shh, hush... you must be quiet, Sakura," Kakashi chided, his deep voice rumbling through her chest. "I'm going to fulfill your ache, but you have to do everything I say, alright?"



Sakura tried to nod but she couldn't. "Mmhm," she mumbled between labored breaths.



"Good girl," Kakashi crooned again. He bundled her up in his arms and pulled her close to him, reaching down so his hand was more firmly against her crotch. "You're so wet, Sakura," he murmured, and she blushed as he raised a finger to his lips and licked it, then licked his lips. Then he kissed her, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth, and she could taste herself on it.



Suddenly Kakashi's cock jumped in her hands, and Sakura let out a small cry of surprise as wetness quirted onto her, hot and sticky with a heavy scent that somehow made her even more aroused. Kakashi let out a groan and continued spurting, then continued to kiss her, plunging his tongue into her mouth at the same pace of his pumping cock. He chuckled as she tried to back away and just pulled her closer, rocking her against his chest.



"So sorry, sweet," he said quietly once the shudders had left his body. "I couldn't hold it any more, and you're not going to need that for what we're going to do tonight," he murmured. "Now spread your legs."



Sakura got up on her knees, kneeling astride him, and spread her legs wide. Kakashi reached a hand underneath her and continued to rub her crotch, flicking over the sensitive nub of flesh before pushing his fingers deeper, rubbing them against the spot that ached the most.



"What. . . why. . . .?" Sakura tried to ask, but it was hard to form a coherent sentence.



Kakashi pushed her legs slightly farther apart and placed one of his fingers against the nub of her sex, laughing softly again ather confusion. He gently licked her ear. "This is your clit," he explained quietly, and started to rub his thumb over it, making her hips shudder and grind. "If I rub you long enough, you're going to feel very nice," he murmured.



Sakura bit her lip and nodded. Then she gasped as his hand trailed farther back, running along the sensitive outer skin. "These are your lips," he said quietly, stroking them again. "They protect you from damaging anything important down here." Then his hand trailed even further back until it was almost to her butt, and there he paused, and he gently pushed one finger into the folds of her skin until she felt him press against something different. Something that felt like....



"And this is your hole," he said quietly. "This is where your wetness comes from... and this is why you ache. Because it wants to be full."



Sakura nodded, clutching at his shoulders as he continued to prod his finger against her hole, all while rubbing his palm against her clit. He gently pushed and explored until she felt one of his fingers slip inside of her, but it was painful and awkward, and she winced and made a noise of complaint.



"Shush, you're just fresh, your hole hasn't been stretched yet," Kakashi explained, then pushed his finger in again. His index finger was enough to fully fill her up. He continued to push it inside until he felt her barrier skin, then he pulled out, then pushed in again, gently stretching the skin and making her hole gradually bigger. Sakura had never felt so exposed in her life - she panted against him, trying to be comfortable with what he was doing, but even though she was tense and somewhat frightened, she couldn't help but admit that it satisfied her in a deep, carnal way. Yes, Kakashi knew exactly what he was doing - this was definitely the part that had been aching her. Strange, she hadn't even known that she had an extra hole. Bodies certainly were confusing.



Finally Kakashi could fit two fingers inside of her, but Sakura knew she couldn't take any more. She groaned and began rubbing against him, timidly grinding her crotch against his hand, and he responded by using his thumb to flick over her clit. She gasped at the sensation and soon had fully relaxed, and his fingers moved in and out of her, touching places she hadn't thought existed.



Then he took her nipple into his mouth, and Sakura couldn't keep the noises inside anymore. She cried out with each thrust of his hand, whimpering and moaning, undulating against his palm frantically. The feelings were taking her over, and she gasped as he plunged his fingers deeper, and she briefly felt a touch of pain - but then pleasure burst through her as his fingers touched against a spot deep inside that was so pleasurable she thought she'd faint.



"This is your G-spot," he said quietly, continuing to rub the area. Sakura groaned and bit the skin on his shoulder, unable to take the sensation. "This is what aches when you get wet - it wants to be touched. Does it feel good, Sakura?"



"Mm yes, yes!" Sakura panted, continuing to rub. Then suddenly she felt it, a tingling that started around her hole and traveled up to her belly, and abruptly she was crying out, rubbing like mad and digging her nails into the flesh of Kakashi's shoulders. "Oh - oh god! Oh god! Kakashi!" she cried out. "Sensei!" Then she was orgasming, her flesh spasming and her muscles clenching, but this time they had something to clench on, and God it felt so good, so good, so good... Sakura couldn't control her body. She was squirting fluids and dripping with her own cum, but she didn't care.



Sakura collapsed against him in the aftermath and Kakashi lifted her against his chest, cradling her head gently and crooning soft words to her. Then he stood up, kicking off his pants in the process and tugging her shirt over her head. She was panting and shaking from the aftereffects of her first vaginal orgasm, but she could feel herself attaching to the older man, and some part of her worshipped him. He had shown her what her body was capable of - he had taken away the ache, just like he had promised. Timidly Sakura reached up and licked his jaw, almost the way a puppy would lick the alpha male - she had never felt more saited.



Kakashi chuckled and leaned down, placing a gentle kiss against her forehead. Then he continued walking and it was only when Sakura's skin touched the icy cold water of the lake that she realized what he was doing. She tried to stand up but he wouldn't let her - instead he braced her in one arm and washed her with the other, taking a special cloth and gently cleaning the place between her legs, and it was only then that she saw blood on his fingers.



She touched his hand. "You're bleeding?"



Kakashi laughed. "No, you are, little one," he said quietly. "I broke your barrier skin. . . I opened you."



Sakura remembered the brief burst of pain and nodded, though she didn't quite understand the dynamics of how it all worked. "I'll be okay, right? Is that normal, that it bleeds?"



Kakashi smiled down at her. "Yes, it's normal. You'll be fine, but you might be a little sore tomorrow."



Sakura nodded - she didn't mind being sore. The things they had done tonight were well worth it. Kakashi gently finished washing her and then himself, letting her run the cloth over his semi-hard member, then the two headed back to the shore. He pulled her shirt down over her head and then put on his own clothes, then he motioned for her to return to camp. "Remember, this is our secret," he said quietly. "We should arrive separately so no one gets any funny ideas."



Sakura nodded again and smiled, unsure of what to say. Standing fully clothed next to Kakashi after having been so intimate and just acting normal seemed wrong somehow. She took a tentative step towards the forest, then paused, looking back at her sensei. He seemed to sense what she wanted and leaned down, placing a light kiss on her lips. "Run along now," he said, giving her that lazy smile that was so characteristic of him. Sakura felt her breath catch slightly, again enraptured by his handsome face.



She smiled shyly and turned around, heading back to camp. She snuck into the boys' tent as quietly as possible and laid down, snuggling into her sleeping bag, now thankful for its warmth. She was just about to fall asleep when her thoughts returned to the passionate half hour she had just spent with her sensei, and abruptly she felt a tingling between her legs. Her face pulled down into a frown. The ache was back.



With a sigh of frustration, she turned over in resignation and forced herself to sleep. Perhaps Kakashi-sensei knew of a more premanent solution to her body's demands - she would have to ask him at some other time.



This is mind, she drifted off to sleep.