Challenge! What It Means To Love And Be Loved!

Shizune had knocked several times at the door, but there was no answer. Tsunade was out of the office for three hours with no good reason.



Shizune: < You’ve got so much paperwork to do Tsunade…what could you be wasting your time on…> “I’m coming in.” < Hopefully she’s not drinking again…> She opened the door and saw Tsunade, buried into her shag pillow, bent over and holding herself open with both hands. < Ugh…not again, I should leave until she’s decent. I hate it when->



Tsunade: “simumu…is that you?” Her words were muffled as she pulled her face out of the white fur. Turning her head she saw part of a form disappear past the door. “OY! Shizune! If you’re going to leave me here, shut the door! I can’t just have people looking into me!” She turned over and sat down. The Hokage was holding herself in one hand. She didn’t know why she would do this afterward…it was just for comfort. < Shizune…why won’t you help me, it would be easier.>



Shizune: “You should have more control than this, Tsunade.” < Why am I talking to her, I just should have left and come back later.



Tsunade: “What would you know Shizune?!” The subordinate’s eyes rolled and a ‘not this again’ expression found her face. < What would you know…> “I’ve been given this!” She pointed to her body…although nobody was watching…maybe Jiraya. “This! It’s not that it’s a matter of control! When you have a body like this it needs to be appreciated! I can’t help it! It’s what these…” *sob* “Giant breasts…” *Sob* She rubbed herself lightly. “this…huge crotch…” She turned and planted her face in the pillow again, wailing. “and this giant ass is for, and they all know it!” Shizune took a few steps back into the doorway.



Shizune: < She’s always so dangerous when she’s like this…I can’t get too close…> “Tsunade, you have paperwork.” Her head shot of from the pillow and her eyes were those of the lion as she shot a scornful look back at Shizune.



Tsunade: “There’s always blasted paperwork. Now come over here and shove your hand in me! The whole thing! That’s an order!” < You better do it, too Shizune. >



Shizune: < Oh god. > “Tsunade. How many times have we gone over this, I won’t do these things with you…”



Tsunade: “Why not?!!!”



Shizune: “It’s not right, and it’s not a ninja’s duty, so I’m disregarding the order…again.” < Just stay in the bed. > Tsunade had these outbursts before. It’s not like she had feelings for Shizune, it’s just that she would be convenient. She had gone so far one time as to force Shizunes face down between her legs and mash it into herself. < Besides, you taste horrible, not that there would ever be a good tasting woman. >



Tsunade: “But you do have to help your comrades, your subordinates, your superiors.”



Shizune: < Here we go again. I thought she could stop this when she took office. > “I don’t like women Tsunade. Not like that.”



Tsunade: “Then find me a hand! A MAN’S hand. Find me a man! You’ve done that much before.”



Shizune: “You’re Hokage now, the complications-“



Tsunade: “Then don’t get any ninja! Just grab the civilian boys that can’t find anything else to put themselves in and bring them here.”



Shizune: < But only ninja could satisfy your craving Tsunade. Villagers can’t handle you, some of them pop before they even touch you…> She sighed. “Tsunade, they’re like toys to you, they’re only going to fuel your frustration. None of them can finish after you. This is going to get messy…”



Tsunade: *Sob* “It’s been so long since I felt a man, it doesn’t matter, any man. If they just touched me it would be enough. Go get one, that’s an order.”



Shizune: “You still have paperwork to do. Where and when do you want me to bring the villager?”



Tsunade: “Right here, right now! I’ll do all the paperwork in the world after I’ve had my man! Go!”



Shizune: < You’re hopeless Tsunade. I care for you, even if it wasn’t my job, but, this side of you, I can’t handle it. > The blunt and flat taste of Tsunade hit her tongue again. She spit even though it wasn’t really there and decided to go scouting. “You better not be picky…”



Jiraya was walking about after cooling down, the moon set on Konoha, he decided he would see if Naruto was sleeping well before turning in himself. He was almost completely sober by this point.



Jiraya: “I wonder if Kiyoko made it home? Come to think of it, it was rather rude of me not to walk her back. And the way she was staggering down the street…you’d think she was drunk.” He noticed he was on the right street to get to Naruto’s. “She still has a lot to learn that one, I don’t think she’ll ever get there though, she’s to simple minded.” He noticed a bit of commotion as he reached the apartment. He only caught a flash, but he was sure it was Shizune. “That spoiled woman, what did she make poor Shizune do now.” < Now, Shizune, there’s a woman who would take romance seriously. Of course she’s put in a position where that’s all but impossible. Fraternization rules and all. It’d be a lot easier if she liked women, but then Tsunade would have even more work for her to do no doubt. > A dumb smile befell his face. < Hot, steamy work.>



He hopped up to the window and noticed Naruto was sitting up in his bed staring at nothing like a zombie. Jiraya faked a bit of a stumble at the window to make some noise. Naruto snapped from his trance.



Naruto: “Who are you? And why are you in my window so late?” He was only half awake.



Jiraya: “I have come here to ask you a question.” He shuffled through his things as Naruto rubbed his eyes.



Naruto: “I’ve seen you before…” < But where…> Soon the man in the window pulled out a piece of paper. He held it out to Naruto. Captured on it was the artistic figure of a naked woman, her form as modest as could be.



Jiraya: “What do you think of women like this?” He noticed something snapping Naruto awake.



Naruto: < That…that without a doubt looks just like the girl at the waterfall. She was beautiful…but…the picture’s a bit tall for it to be her. > “Get out of my window, I don’t have time for perverts to bother me. I have to train tomorrow.” Jiraya knew he was lying. He could see something had happened in the youth’s mind. He leapt down from the window.



Jiraya: < Well, my dear Hyuuga, it seems no matter which way you grow, you’ll be just fine for him. Now I have to see what I can do to help you two get together…>



Shizune had made her way back to Tsunade’s room, the door was still open.



Shizune: < Don’t tell me after yelling at me that you didn’t even close the door while you sat there and rubbed yourself even more mad…> She looked at the man she brought over. He had lost his wife and child in an earlier attack, and had been working alone, miserably as a mason with no other aspects to his life. < The village will thank you now. > “Wait here one moment please.”



Mason: “Sure.” < I don’t know why I’m here…> He remembered the pep talk Shizune had given him. Something about a deadly buildup in middle aged males if they didn’t get a proper release. He said he didn’t want love anymore, and she replied saying it would be only lust, get in and get out. She told him the village needed people like him for a long time, and that if he died early because of something so simple, she would be to blame.



Tsunade: “That was fast, Shizune, bring him in, hurry.” < I wonder what he looks like…no, that doesn’t matter, I wonder what he feels like :) >



Shizune: “I can’t believe you’ve just been sitting here, rubbing yourself silly.”



Tsunade: “How much paperwork was there waiting for me?” Shizune gained an agitated look.



Shizune: “Come in, this is your doctor, your relief.”



Mason: < I thought it would be this nice lady. Who could-> He rounded the corner and saw the great mountain of sex that was Tsunade splayed out on the bed. < Woah! > “Are you sure this is right?” He asked Shizune, but she had already left for the office.



Tsunade: “Come here.” She commanded. He then stood at the foot of her bed. “Stick it in, enjoy yourself.” She turned around and bent over again, resting her head on the shag pillow, her ample rear enshrouding the width of a pit that was Tsuande. The mason didn’t take much time to get his pants off and he was already worked up. He stepped forward and used his hand to place himself inside her.



Mason: < She’s so hot, but I could fit a dozen of me in here! Oh well. > He would be getting more of the pleasure from his eyes then his rod. He began to rock back and forth and it felt pointless, but he continued nonetheless. He took special care not to grab her or bump up against her, this was a gift after all.



Tsunade: “I said enjoy yourself, you can put your hands on me, you can be rough, this is to help you live longer, I’ll take whatever you want to give me.” He put his hands on each of her cheeks her skin was on fire, still aglow from the ‘spa treatment’. He pulled himself into her and at last she could feel his balls tapping against her clit and the opening of her urethra. < That’s more like it. >



Mason: < Why am I here, why did I get to be with this woman? Why now? > Everything felt amazing, even if there was no resistance to his member, he felt he couldn’t let the moment go to waste, he began to make love to Tsunade as if She were his lost wife. Soon she could feel her breasts swaying back and forth.



Tsunade: < About time…> She lowered her chest a bit and arched her hips, making him slide up and down her slit while inside of her, at the same time, letting only the tips of her erect nipples drag across the < rough > bed sheets. She moved the pillow and lifted up a bit so her nipples were dragging across its shag instead. A sad smile spread across her face, but happiness was in her eyes. < It had been so long…> She was lost. She didn’t notice until the end when he became slightly violent, but his thrusts became sporadic.



Mason: “Ugh…Gah Gaaaah….Gah….Uh..” He was dispersing sparsely to her inside corners. She was already so hot inside she barely felt a difference, aside from something penetrating deeper. She shot the lion look back at him and noticed he had black hair.



Tsunade: “HEY! Did I say you could CUM IN ME?!” < The bastard, he doesn’t even have white hair. > He stood there, the last dribbles still working their way out of his head, buried inside of her. He let go of her rump with a shocked look on his face. He mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry.’, but no voice would come out. He began to stutter. “Hey, just get out of me.” He took a step back and fell, limp, out of her opening, only a small white stream trickling down to the tip of her triangle.



Mason: “I’m so sorry…I…” He stammered again.



Tsunade: < It’s alright, I don’t care, it’s been so long since I’ve had seed in me, it won’t matter just this one time. But Shizune was right, he didn’t even last 3 minutes. The throbbing is gone, but I really didn’t have that much fun. > Her eyes glassed over as she looked at the corner of the bed, her rump still in the air. “Dig it out, get it out of me, take responsibility.”



Mason: < I’m not a doctor…> “I…I…wouldn’t know how…”



Tsunade: “Just use your hand, it’ll fit, don’t worry.” She sank down a bit, making the collected pool of the man’s efforts slide to her cervix. She would make him reach for it.



Mason: “I don’t want to hurt you…” Tsunade let out a laugh, what was left of his seed that rested on the level surface of her opening spurted out.



Tsunade: “Hurt me, you’d be lucky if I don’t swallow your arm!” He swallowed. Slowly he crept forward and slid four fingers into her crack. Not much farther and the thumb went in.



Mason: < She really wasn’t lying…> He formed a small cup with the hand and started scraping the bottom of her walls, pulling back to the opening and only seeing small amounts of juice run down to her splendid blond hair. He tried going deeper and ran into a bump, it felt like a wet nut of some sort, a big one in it’s shell. < It can’t be safe to go past here. >



Tsunade: “You’re not even getting any of it out, you’ve got to reach in deeper!” She flattened the middle of her tube, keeping his seed in a pocket at the end, and his hand relatively close to the opening. He tried to push in, then a little harder. “That’s all the more you got warmed up, you’re going to have to shove.” He did, and as he did, she relaxed he sank in…almost to the elbow.



Mason: “Ouch… Are you okay?” < That didn’t hurt, why did I say ow? I hope I didn’t damage anything…> His hand had opened while he was ‘falling, and all of his fingers were resting perfectly on the rim of Tsunade’s cervix. She felt amazing. < I can feel it, around this…plug, I can feel the cooler slime, this must be me…> He began to scoop his seed out back to her opening, but much of it slid around his hand. This would be a drawn out process, at least he didn’t have to keep shoving in there after the first try.



Tsunade: < Why didn’t you just try to pull the ‘plug’ you silly man, that would have been wild, I’d be doing paperwork in no time, and my liquid would have shot you through the wall!> She smiled as she began to work her hips to his forearm. Waves began to flood over her and her breathing became heavy. Blood raced to her face.



Mason: “What…what…I’m sorry…” < I suppose this is uncomfortable, and I’m just digging around, it’s got to hurt her…>



Tsunade: “I’m just trying to help you out, keep going.” And he did. She began to cry out in lust as she was finally getting fucked again. After another minute, she was riding his arm, her breasts slapping up against the remnants of the headboard. He had stopped moving now.



Mason: “I think I got it all….” She stopped and took a few breaths.



Tsunade: “Then go, your part is done.” He slipped his arm out of her and tried getting dressed with only his dry arm. He wasn’t quite sure what had just happened, but he knew he felt better. He got to feel his wife again in this woman, and now he would sleep well at night.



After he left the room, she rocked her hips back and forth a bit, the air from the room was making it’s way in and out of hew wide opening, so she squeezed it shut. Soon, just by rocking in air, her pussy began to contract. It wasn’t powerful, but it would be enough for her to sleep. And the throbbing was gone. She then lay in their juices, thinking about everything that had just happened. Holding on to her crotch with one hand as she tried to lock the memory away, it in case she never got it again. Eventually she fell asleep.



Shizune: “I suppose it is late.” < And she’s gonna cry herself to sleep because he didn’t have ninja stamina. I’ll leave her be, she’ll be dutiful in the morning. That poor man, I hope she didn’t hurt him. I hope his life picks up. >



When morning came, Shizune was right, Tsunade didn’t even give her any mean looks she seemed tired, but was running through her paperwork nonetheless.



Jiraya was up and about, looking for the Hyuuga girl. He would have a few words with her when he could find her.