Jeepers-Peepers

Spoilers: Not as many as you’d think.

This is the first fic I've ever posted here, so please R&R! If you don't, I'll cry, and have to write dirty, dirty stories for bad animes instead of good ones. That being said!


***

The sensation was, as always, at first surprising, then natural.

Ino had never felt so good, so complete, as when she was riding Naruto’s cock. The woman gently moved her hands along the blonde’s chest, her fingers working the oil into his skin, massaging his chest and nipples while squeezing his member with her inner muscles.

She wasn’t sure exactly how she ended up doing this…

***

“Come ON, Ino!” shouted Sakura.

The rough stone steps left small particles on Ino’s clothes as she stood up. Turning quickly to brush off her cloths, she reflected momentarily.

It had been roughly three weeks since Naruto had joined the rest of his comrades as a Chunnin. His return, followed shortly by his rescue of Gaara, made him a popular target for the women of the village interested in a new challenge. The fox-faced nin was still very outgoing, but he was surprisingly easy to embarrass with a well placed touch. At first, Ino had simply shrugged off Sakura’s old teammate, assuming that her old friend would soon stake claim on someone who had always pined for her. But Sakura, almost predictably, had ignored Naruto, his appearance only bringing deeply buried memories of Sauske back to the foreground of her mind. That left the field fairly open.

Naruto was mostly unchanged, other than some naughty habits. No doubt, these few modifications had been helped along by the legendary Sanin who trained him. Others had the opinion that they must have already been there to be cultivated so nicely. For the past two weeks, he’d been spotted peeking at the hot springs, a semi-sport that Naruto, his teacher, and a half-dozen other ninja enjoyed. Naruto has yet to reach their level of non-detection.

“Ino-Pig! LET’S GO! We’ve got training to do!”

Sakura might be content to hold her libido in check and merely pine away for Sauske, but Ino had far different plans. She finished cleaning her clothes off and made her way over to where Sakura was impatiently fuming.

***

Ino watched, mostly. Sakura had good chakra control, as she always had, and was practicing focusing it into kunai, then hurling the weapons and creating an explosive blast. At present, as she mostly did in their training sessions, Ino observed. Sakura’s muscles flexed with precision and force, hurling the weapons almost as well as Ino could, providing the blond Chunnin with a new source of jealousy.

“If this keeps up, I’ll never be as good as she is…” thought Ino, internalizing some small degree of resentful angst. Sakura had progressed much faster than Ino had.

In most ways. Ino still had the better rack.

“Are you going to do anything, or will you just sit there all day, Ino-pig?”

Ino’s reverie was broken by what had become a tongue-in-cheek comment from the pink haired girl. Ino smiled back at the grinning face.

“Why should I, big-forehead Sakura, when you can destroy more than enough trees for both of us?”

The two girls laughed. It had started as a joke, trying to figure out who had caused the most damage while training, but after a while it became obvious the Sakura was the more devious offender. As usual, their weekly training session ended with a quick chat over a cup of hot chocolate at the local Coffee Shop, followed by a long walk back to Ino’s parent’s shop. Ino had taken off her shoes and walked barefoot along the grassy edge of the road.

“Sakura,” said Ino, “why haven’t you moved in on Naruto yet?”

Sakura flushed visibly. “Ino, you know I can do that…”

He voice was almost as red as her face, seeming like a more Hinata-like reaction than Sakura.

“Too much like fucking a brother, eh?”

Sakura jerked her head up, eyes wide. Ino’s grinning face confirmed the joke, but Sakura still pouted.

“You KNOW I’m waiting for Sauske, Ino,” said Sakura.

“Then...” started Ino, “you won’t mind if I take your “brother” out for a spin, will you?”

Sakura looked at Ino like she was crazy. “Naruto?! That idiot? Why would you want him?!”

Ino stretched her arms upward, putting her hands behind her head.

“Just because you languish away for someone doesn’t mean I have to also, Sakura. May I take that as permission, then?” Ino gave Sakura her biggest smile.

Sakura just laughed. “Do what you want to with him, Ino. Just make sure I get him back for my training in two days.”

Ino softened her grin to a smirk. “In that case, I’d better run now. Goodbye, big-forehead Sakura!”

“Goodbye, Ino-pig!”

Sakura watched Ino run down the road, jumping alternatively on different feet as she got her shoes on. “Well,” she thought, “I guess she has no idea what she’s getting into…”

Sakura smirked, knowingly, and allowed her mind to drift to better days as she continued down the road. Naruto had been pretty good, actually.

"No idea...," thought Sakura.

***

Ino ran past her home to Konoha’s downtown district, knowing exactly where she was going. She stopped off quickly at one of the stores, bought a small container of skin oils, and continued on her way, skipping and running, whistling all the way. In took her less than twenty minutes to reach the bathhouse, and even less time to notice the shaking bush. Naruto seemed to be enjoying the view of one of the private bath areas. Ino counted off on her finger, figuring out that it must be number four or five that he was peeking in on and quickly let herself into the building.

She followed the hallway down to the fifth booth, waving to Ten-Ten who was just leaving the stall in huff.

“That IDIOT!” she grumbled. “I’ll KILL him!”

Ino’s eyes widened, and she caught Ten-ten’s arm as she went past.

“Ten-ten,” asked Ino, innocently as she could manage, “what’s wrong?”

“If that idiot Naruto thinks just because he’s been gone for three years that he can just do whatever he wants, he’s got another thing coming!”

Ten-ten looked murderous, and Ino had to spend a good five minutes calming her down.

“Listen, Ten-ten, let me take care of things. You’d be amazed at the things you can do when you take over someone’s mind…”

Ino gave Ten-ten an evil, smirking grin, without saying anything. Ino learned long ago that whatever someone could come up with in their head was a hell of a lot better than anything she could create.

Ten-ten almost giggled with glee at whatever mental image she’d conjured and gave Ino a small salute.

Ino nodded, still smiling, and Ten-ten strode off down the hall, marching with purpose and barely hidden murderous intent.

Ino sighed mentally and entered the bathhouse, noting that there was still a blue-irised eye at the hole, and stepped closer to the water. She let her robe slide down to her waste, acting as if she was just letting her body adjust to the heat. She kept her back to the hole, noting the whole time the increase in breathing she heard from outside the room. Glancing up at the sky, she turned her body, adjusting so that the side of her breast was showing, before flexing her body and sliding down into the pool.

The warm water flowed around her, mustered into a whirlpool by the changing temperatures. Ino felt her muscles relax after the long, hard run, and slowly maneuvered her hands down to cup her own breasts, massaging them slightly and making small happy noises, listening happily to the panting from the other side of the peep hole.

She kept her back to the hole, slowly moving her hand down to the mound between her legs and gently fingering herself, sighing in pleasure as she leaned back onto the rocks behind her, allowing the peaks of her breast to show, affording her watcher the barest hint of her nipples. She craned her head back and looked directly at the hole in the wall, making contact with the eye on the other side.

“You know, Naruto, you’re allowed join me.”

The crashing noises were quite audible, and she almost laughed as she heard the voices from the surrounding rooms make started exclamations, and listened to the feet of people getting up to see if anyone was watching them.

She smiled as she saw the two hands grasp the top of the fence and pull themselves up and over, landing without a sound.

“Hello, Naruto.”

The other blond ninja’s muscles flex as he stood back up from the squatting position he’d landed in, the bulge in the front of his pants obvious. Naruto’s face was flushed. He was obviously embarrassed, probably more from being caught than from being faced with a naked girl.

“H-h-hello, Ino.” Naruto’s hands went behind his head, and he flashed a big, fox-faced smile at the girl watching him from the spring.

“Well,” said Ino, adding an indistinct purr to her voice, “are you going to join me or not?”

Naruto flushed even darker, but before he could answer, Ino pushed herself out of the water and walked over to where he was standing, pulling him down into a kiss. He resisted a little at first, eyes wide in surprise, but quickly the blond man remembered what he was doing. He rubber his hands along Ino’s back, down across her ass, almost to her upper leg, stroking her with the slightly calloused hands of a trained ninja.

Ino backed off of him and dropped to her knees, undoing his pants and pulling them off as he quickly discarded his shirt. He was hot and sweaty, probably from watching her earlier, and she led him over to the water and stepped down into it. She sat down in the warm liquid, almost went over head, pulling him closer to her and, in the process, knocking off the annoying, animalistic scent he was giving off. Their legs intertwined as he kissed her, as she straddled one knee. Naruto kissed down her neck, grazing her with his pointed canines, before moving down to her breast to gently suck at her nipples. Ino sighed a little, enjoying the attention that she usually gave to men as it was lavished upon her, and relaxed as Naruto continued his work.

He stopped suddenly, causing Ino to open her eyes curiously, feeling his hands placed on her hips. He picked her up smoothly, sitting her on the rocks at the edge of the pool. Gently opening her legs, Naturo moved his head forward to the neatly trimmed bush of hair.

Ino moaned quietly as his tongue found her. She’d never had a man go down on her like this before, almost lapping at her like a dog, sucking at her bundle of nerves while alternating sliding his tongue down to penetrate her lips. He was all over the place, managing a speed of movement unheard of coupled with a surprising gentleness she’s never have expected from him.

As enjoyable as she was finding this, Ino was not normally one to be dominated, She leaned back and grabbed the bottle of oil, reaching down and pulling Naruto’s out of the water and onto the flooring next to the spring. He looked at her, surprised, as the turned him over on his back. Settling down on his stomach, Ino grinned at the lascivious look on Naruto’s face and opened the bottle, pouring it onto his chest in and smoothing it with her fingers. Naruto took the hint, rubbing some of the spiced oil off himself and slowly working it into her breasts and abs. He teased at one of her nipples as she smiled contentedly. Ino leaned down to Naruto and kissed him, deeply, closing her eyes. As she opened them, she looked into his and narrowed them happily. She raised herself up again, moving back slightly as Naruto, taking the implied hint, moved further up. Ino reached around her back and between her legs to grasp his firm member. Naruto moaned gently, and she felt him quiver with anticipation as she began to slide it within herself.

The sensation was, as always, at first surprising, then natural.

Ino had never felt so good, so complete, as when she was riding Naruto’s cock. The woman gently moved her hands along the blonde’s chest, her fingers working the oil into his skin, massaging his chest and nipples while squeezing his member with her inner muscles.

The blond ninja below her seemed to growl almost, but it was a sort of happy noise, almost like a cat in the sunlight, purring with the sensation. Her hands worked over him while she moved up and down, alternately flexing and releasing, tweaking at his nipples.

Naruto rubbed Ino’s breasts, massaging her with his hands, working to match the rhythm of their bodies as they worked toward climax. ‘Naruto was the perfect size,’ Ino thought, smiling inwardly at how he seemed to fit her perfectly. Grinning at her captive, Ino quickened the pace, working at his groin and fighting to keep her climax growing.

Naruto was apparently doing the same, a look of concentration on his face similar to when he competed in the Chunnin exams, a sheer determination not to come without her. Ino looked at him and smiled, appreciating his effort. Naruto, for his part, grinned, and leaned up to kiss Ino, deeply.

Ino began to shudder as she felt herself release, and at the same time she felt a warmth flooding her, making her break Naruto’s kiss and lean back, savoring the sensation’s lingering effects as Naruto gently held her lower back, thrusting the rest of his orgasm into her.

Still holding his cock in her, she leaned forward against his chest, the oil making her breasts take up weird positions before they stopped sliding, and sighed contentedly against Naruto’s firm, well muscled body.

“Well, Ino-kun. It’s nice to see you again, too.”