A Wild Night

It had been a week since the mission on Taki; the blonde said goodbye to Fuu and hugged each other; Naruto promised that she wouldn't be alone for much longer.

After the Upcoming Chunin Exams, you won't be alone anymore.

After pulling away, Fuu surprised everyone but Ino when she kissed Naruto's cheek; the blonde had blushed, scratching his cheek in embarrassment before murmuring an 'I liked it' when he thought only Fuu could hear him.

On their way back to Konoha, Naruto had been quieter, something everyone understood why; Taki had betrayed them, and they literally did nothing but walk away with their tails between their legs.

Shikamaru didn't voice it out, but he really disliked that the Hokage had done nothing, but since Asuma-sensei was his son, he had held his tongue. The same, of course, didn't apply to Ino, who did more than voice it out, screaming, claiming they should have beaten their asses. Asuma had tried to calm her down, giving excuses that even he knew wouldn't work. That went on until Naruto told Ino to stop; no point in crying over spilled milk.

At night, Ino and Naruto secretly shared a bed, but nothing happened except a few kisses here and there. Touching and cuddling, during their make-out session, Naruto would squeeze Ino's plump ass, earning a moan of pleasure from the other blonde, who loved the feeling of Naruto's hand on her skin; it always sent shivers of pleasure, her core clenching in need. The blonde's hand gripped her breasts through the fabric; Ino moaned into the kiss, hoping no one could hear them. Thankfully Naruto had made sure to put a 'Silence' seal before starting their 'training' session.

Soon the Team reached Konoha, and Asuma told them they could leave since they weren't needed in the office for the report; the team had quickly dispatched. Still, Naruto knew Asuma didn't want him in the office for fear of blowing up at the Hokage and perhaps saying something he shouldn't.

Naruto walked Ino to her house; the girl gave Naruto a quick kiss before stepping inside, swaying her hips on purpose, knowing it aroused him.

Naruto wanted to spend the night with Ino, but her parents were at home; therefore, Naruto made his way to his house, hoping that Anko was there.

Lemon

Arriving at his home, the door opened just as he was about to open it, Anko hugging him close. Naruto quite liked the feeling of her body against his, stirring something on him, feeling her DD cup breasts on his chest. They stand there, hugging in his entranceway, for a minute or two, and then she says. "Will you?"

He pulls back a little and looks down at her. "Will I what?"

Anko tilts her head up. She has the sweetest, darkest eyes. "I have waited for you, Naruto-kun; it had been lonely without you?" Her hands slide down to his ass, and she gives it a little squeeze.

"Oh!" he says, understanding coming the second before the blush does. "Oh... " He licks his lips, unsure what he is hesitating for.

She must notice because she reaches around and cups him in her hand, which only makes him swell faster.

"I could make you feel better," she says, her voice dropping to a subtly lower register, one that comes out sounding almost like a purr, and he's utterly lost.

He leans down and kisses her, digging his hands into her thick brown hair, feeling the silky way it slides through his fingers. He can feel the smile on her lips as she kisses back, and it makes him a little unsteady on his feet. The hand she has on his ass squeezes, pulling him closer so that his dick is pressing into her soft stomach.

"Huhh-- " he breathes out.

Anko pulls her mouth away long enough to whisper, "You're so hard already," then they're kissing again, and her tongue slips into his mouth, licking at his, and he groans softly.

Because he is, he is so hard for her wants her so badly he can hardly see straight. But that's ok... she can see for the both of them. She has him by the belt loops and she's leading him to the kitchen, where she stops. Then pushes him against the counter and kisses him some more, her fingers going to the buttons of his shirt.

She abandons his shirt halfway, her hand sliding lower to mould over his hard dick and squeeze, and he gasps. "Anko," he whispers, half protest, half plea.

"You're so... " He doesn't know what he means to say. Brash. Amazing. Forward. Perfect.

"I'm so glad you're here," she completes the sentence for him. Then she takes his hand and slips it under the hem of her skirt. He slides his fingers up her thigh, then reaches around to cup her bottom, and freezes when he realizes she's bare under her skirt.

"You're not... " he trails off, his dick giving a slow twitch, and he swears he'll finish a sentence soon.

She smiles up at him. "Is faster this way."

"Oh," is all he can say, helplessly aroused. She's been walking around like this, she answered the door like this, only a flimsy skirt between her naked body and the world. He cups her ass and holds her body against his and kisses her neck, his other hand drifting up and down along her side, the full swell of her breast brushing against the inside of his wrist. On his next pass upwards, he draws his hand inward, so that he can rub his palm over her breast.

"Yeah," she moans into his mouth, and turns slightly so that he can get his whole hand on her, and he groans and squeezes. She's so soft and full, and he can feel the hardness of her nipple even through her bra.

She draws back just enough to reach for his shirt buttons again, and it's a confusing tangle of limbs between their bodies until she finally untucks and slides his shirt open and off his shoulders. Then she pushes the sleeves down, and he has to let go of her to pull his hands through the cuffs. He lets the shirt fall to the kitchen floor, and before he can even reach for the hem of her blouse, she's pulling it over her head.

The bra she's wearing is lacy and pale blue, and he can see the pink circles of her areola through the gaps in the lace. Her nipples are pressed hard against the fabric, straining, and her boldness makes him bold; with a deep groan, he leans down and presses his mouth over one of the hard little nubs. He licks and sucks at it through the bra, soaking the lace with his spit, and her hand is on the back of his head, urging him on, and god, he wants his mouth on her skin.

Moving to suck the other nipple, he reaches behind her, under the thick curtain of her hair, and begins to unfasten her bra. It comes easy to him, with his dextrous tailor's fingers, and he slides the bra away. Her breasts bounce as he lifts the cups away from her, and he drops the bra immediately to the floor, he's so eager to get his hands on her.

Her breasts are so large and soft and heavy and they overflow his long-fingered hands, and he sucks on a hard nipple, squeezing carefully. Anko moans and runs her fingers through his hair. "Naruto... I love it when you do that," she breathes.

"Mmh," he groans, and pulls his lips away from her nipple. It's fast and hard now, and he gives it one more lick before moving to the other side. He's aching in his pants, so hard and turned on he's leaking right through his briefs. He gives her nipple one more slow suck, thumbs the other one, and straightens to kiss her.

Anko's nipples slide against his chest briefly before she leans in closer and all he can feel is the warm softness of her breasts. Then her hands are slipping down his sides to his belt, moving inward, undoing his buckle. He groans when her fingers rub along the hard line of his cock as she unzips him, and soon his pants are sliding down his legs to puddle around his feet. Her face is pink and hazy as she pushes his underwear down his hips, and she pulls in a long, deep breath when his dick springs free, so hard it's at a sharp angle to his belly, the foreskin already withdrawn, the head dark pink and slick with precum.

"Naruto," she moans softly, taking him into her hand. He wraps his arms around her and holds on as she strokes him, long, slow strokes from base to tip. Once she stops to swirl her fingers over his wet tip, and he groans and squeezes her, half out of emotion, and half just to keep standing up.

Then her hand is gone and she's wiggling in his arms, and in the quiet apartment, he can hear the sound of a zipper opening. She presses up against him, and now her bare thighs are bumping against his, and he's keenly aware of her pussy just inches away from his dick, and he's about to lose his mind with lust.

Kissing Anko, he scoops her up by her bottom, and she makes a little surprised noise, then wraps her legs around him as he carries her to the bedroom. He lays her on the bed there, then climbs over her, kissing her as he goes, her thigh, her hip, her belly, her collarbone, her neck.

"Oh, Naruto, I want you," she moans, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips. His cock rubs against her soft belly, leaving a line of slick on her skin.

"I want you too," he pants, giving her a hot, open mouthed kiss. "But I want to..." He kisses her again instead of finishing the sentence, then crawls down her body to stand on the floor at her feet. Reaching out to grip her hips, he tugs gently and says, "Please scoot down."

Smiling, Anko moves down the bed, until her hips are positioned at the edge and her legs are hanging over, feet on the floor. Taking a deep, shaky breath, Naruto kneels between her legs and kisses her lower belly.

Naruto runs a slightly shaking hand up her inner thigh. Caresses a pale bruise, drawing in a deep breath to smell her, and when he reaches her center, he strokes her outer lips lovingly, using his thumb and forefinger to gently part her, to see the pink inside her.

He loves everything about her pussy; the sight, the feel, the smell, the taste. The way she reacts to him touching her there, the way she moans when he slides a fingertip between her soft lips, feeling the wetness already slicking her up.

Head spinning, he draws back to look at her. The bruises on her inner thighs from the last time they'd done this are almost faded away, just pale yellow smudges on her fair skin, and he kisses the one on the left, then the right, then trails wet kisses deeper down, licks at the tender crease between her leg and her pussy, and "Naruto, please," Anko moans. Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath and smells her, so humid and real and delicious, and then seals his open mouth over her perfect pussy.

"Oohhh Yesss, There RighTTT THERE" she moaned in pleasure. Listening to her moans, he opens his mouth wide and presses his tongue out to slide between her lips, to lick deeper, and she's so wet inside it makes him tense his hips forward, though kneeling on the floor like this, there's nothing to thrust against.

He wants so badly to be buried in that wet heat, to feel it grip and cling to his dick, to have her arms clutching him and her legs wrapped around his hips. But first, he wants to make her come.

Another long lick, and "Naruto... " she breathes. Hearing his name in her hoarse voice like that is still a thrill, and he groans as he seals his mouth over her mound and begins lapping at her clit.

"Oh!" she cries out, and reaches for him. Her fingers slide through his hair and grip the sides of his head, trying to pull him closer, so he presses his mouth hard against her and sucks on her clit, moaning when she moans. He looks up her body, and her breasts are pressed together by her arms, bouncing as she moves, the nipples big and hard.

A hard tremor rocks her. "Oh god," she whispers, then, "Naruto, your fingers."

Her pussy is sweet and soft and pliable, and it takes two of his long, strong fingers as easily and hungrily as if it were an open mouth. She whines and rolls her hips as he slides them in deep. She's hot as a furnace inside, and his mouth goes slack with lust for a second. But then he gathers himself up and runs his tongue over the hard little bud of her clit again, and he's back to rhythmically sucking and licking, and she's shivering and moaning, her body squeezing down on his slowly thrusting fingers.

Naruto wants to take the hand he has curled around her thigh and touch himself with it, is drunk and needy and near mindless with arousal. But he holds off, he waits, because he knows how much better it will be if he slides into Anko untouched. So instead he nudges her leg over his shoulder and reaches up, cups and gently squeezes her full breast.

"Yesss More Please MORE" she screams in pleasure. He slides his hand, squeezing gently again, and she moans as he takes her hard, hard nipple between finger and thumb and squeezes. Her thighs begin to shake. He sucks on her clit and tugs gently on her nipple and fucks her with his fingers, and she's crying out, one hand clenching his hair so hard it hurts and the other flying up to grip her pillow. "You're gonna make me come!" she cries, eyes squeezing shut, and she's coming already, her hot insides squeezing rhythmically on Naruto's fingers, her taste becoming even stronger on his tongue.

He continues licking, thrusting, squeezing, ramping down in intensity as she begins to come down. Finally she's panting and boneless on the bed, her face glowing with a fine sheen of sweat, little strands of hair stuck to her forehead and cheeks. Groaning, dick aching, he gives her one more long lick before beginning to climb off the floor and up her body.

He licks her mound, dips his tongue into her little navel, kisses the lower curve of her ribcage, then the swell of her breast, and takes her nipple into his mouth and sucks. It's gone softer, but it expands and stiffens as he sucks, and he moans at how big and hard it feels in his mouth. He tongues her nipple, feeling her hand go to the back of his head, rolls it in his mouth before pulling off, still sucking. It pops out of his mouth and her whole breast sways slightly from the motion.

He's so hard he can barely stand it. But he wants her to have a chance to recover, to get her breath back, so he moves to the upper slope of her breast.

He kisses her neck, her cheek, then her parted lips, sliding his tongue smoothly inside. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses back, the lethargy leaving her second by second, until they're making out with abandon, his hand cupping her breast and her hand squeezing his ass, his dick leaving trails of wetness on her belly.

"Anko," he whispers against the side of her face.

"Naruto," she coos. "I want you inside me."

He presses their mouths together again, then reaches down, grasps himself and rubs his tip up and down her wet slit.

When he enters her, it's like sliding into warm oil, she's so slick and ready for him. Then she clenches around him with a low moan, and he has to freeze for a few seconds, panting.

"You feel so good," he whispers breathlessly, then opens his mouth against her throat in a wet kiss.

"Oh god, so do you," she answers. She rocks her hips and he groans, and he figures that this is about as in control as he's going to get. So he pulls back, almost all the way out, and glides back in slowly, loving the way her arms tighten around him more the deeper he goes. He gives her another long, slow thrust, then pushes himself up on his arms and looks down between them.

Her body clings to him when he slides out, and his dick is wet and shining in the dim light of the lamp. When he pushes back in, the hard ridges of his hips line up with the faded yellow bruises on her inner thighs, and that makes him want to make them darker. To claim her with his body, to mark her where only they can see. Still looking down, he fucks her faster, then he has to close his eyes.

Her fingers are digging into his back, pulling him closer, urging him on. His mouth is open against the side of her face, and he fucks her harder, harder, lost in lust and delicious, dangerous heat.

"Let me get on top," Anko says, her voice low and mouth close enough to his ear to bring up a rash of goosebumps.

"Okay," he breathes. He regrets the loss of her heat as he pulls away so that they can rearrange, but soon he's on his back, head propped up on her frilly pillows, and she's straddling his hips, reaching for his cock.

Her fingers are cool when they wrap around it, They give him one stroke, two, and she whispers, "You're so hard for me, Naruto."

All he can do is moan. He can feel his orgasm approaching, swirling and tightening between his hips and tingling in his cock, and he almost comes when she presses his wet head against herself and slides down his cock with a long moan, slowly enveloping him in her heat.

Anko plants her hands on his chest and begins moving, slowly at first, just little curls of her hips that make her body clench inside, make him groan. Then she speeds up, using her thighs to move up and down on his dick.

Her full, round breasts move and sway with the rocking of her hips, and Naruto reaches out to take them into his hands. They're so soft, so soft, and he'll never get tired of the way they're just too big for his hands. He gives them a light squeeze, then caresses her nipples with his thumbs.

"Naruto, suck them, please," Anko says, voice hoarse. Her eyes are heavy-lidded and glistening behind her eyelashes, and she leans forward to brace her hands on either side of his head. This puts her breasts right in his face, and even if he's not able to thrust as deep like that, it's a fair trade when he takes one of her nipples into his mouth and she moans. He sucks, feeling it swell even harder in his mouth, loving the slippery firmness of it against his tongue. Then he presses the flat of his tongue out to lick at it, lapping at her areola before giving the nipple one more suck, then moving to the other breast.

Anko's started to push down harder against his dick, moving faster, smearing wetness in his pubic hair as she slides up and down against him. She cries out, then her breasts are moving away, and Naruto loosely grips her waist as she sits down fully on him, taking his dick deep once more.

As Anko rolls her hips, she grinds down on him, mashing her mound against his pubic bone and moaning. She keeps it up, moving rhythmically, slowly gaining speed, her insides so hot and squeezing him so tight. Color is high in her cheekbones and splashed against her upper chest. "Naruto, I'm gonna come again," Anko breathes, words slurring together. "Are you close?"

"Ah! Almost," Naruto says, panting. "If you--"

"OOOH GOD YES, I'M Cumming" She screams in pure pleasure, and her pussy is clamping down on him in rhythmic squeezes, and the glide of his dick inside her is suddenly even easier with more wetness that soaks his balls and his pubic hair, and oh god, his dick jerks and pulses and fire rushes through him and he's coming so hard. She's smiling down at him, her hair a beautiful mess around her face and shoulders, and their hands are clasped together. The tail end of his orgasm is still spiraling through him, making the head of his cock and his nipples tingle pleasantly.

"That looked like it felt really good," Anko says softly.

Naruto nods, swallowing. "It was so good. I can't begin to describe it." He breathes for a few seconds, then asks, "What about you? How do you feel?" He'll gladly go down on her again if she's not completely satisfied. His dick, still inside her, gives a weak little twitch at the thought.

But she smiles, wide and sleepy, and says, "I feel perfect."

He slips out of her when she does, and they both sigh. Her cheek is pressed against the middle of his collarbones, her arms tucked under his shoulders, and her hair smells like apples and vanilla even after all that. He cards his fingers through it, lifts it off her sweaty back to drape it over her side and she sighs.

"Thank you," she says, then she gives the side of his neck a little kiss.

"You're welcome," he says, "For what?"

"What I was thanking you for is... you always make sure I feel good, before you even start on yourself. It's... polite," she says with a little laugh. "But it is also, most definitely, NOT polite, the way you eat me out." His face reddens again. "That is downright raunchy, and I love it," she says, her eyes going hazy.

Naruto chuckled before Anko's hand moved to his hard cock. Leaning closer to his ear, she licked her lips seductively.

"One more round?" She suggested; their 'one more round' turned to four more until Anko collapsed, not being to handle Naruto.

Lemon Ends

Akatsuki

The group had gathered yet again, this time to discuss the spectacular failure of Kakuzu and Hidan.

Everyone kept quiet as Kakuzu reported what had happened. To hear that a Genin had defeated his S-Rank Shinobi was an insult to his pride, yet what shocked him the most.

"Sharingan?!" Pain repeated in shock, quickly glancing in Itachi's direction, who seemed just as shocked as him; Konan narrowed her eyes, either Itachi was an outstanding actor, or he really didn't know himself that apparently, the Jinchuuriki of Kyuubi had the Sharingan.

"How?" Pain demanded, turning to look at Itachi, who didn't look fazed by his glare or his KI, while Deidara and a few others would sweat at the KI; Itachi kept his composure, not showing fear in front of anyone.

"I wasn't aware that Jinchuuriki of Kyuubi has the Sharingan, Leader-Sama," Itachi responded, his voice emotionless.

Pain narrowed his eyes at him, looking for even the slightest sign of him lying. He found none whatsoever, but he knew Itachi wasn't an S-Rank Shinobi for nothing; from all his members, Itachi was probably the strongest behind him and Madara. Right now, he didn't know if Itachi was lying, but he had no proof of that being the case, turning to Kakuzu, who apparently had lost three of his hearts.

"That changes little; you still allowed yourself to be beaten by a Genin, Sharingan or not," Pain spoke, looking at Kakuzu with contempt, the tension rising.

"We had a chance to capture Kyuubi and Nanabi at the same time; now, not only did you fail, but you made Konoha aware of our existence. Itachi, Kisame, you two are to capture Kyuubi the next time we make our move," Pain ordered.

Itachi and Kisame nodded, the latter grinning like a maniac, while the Uchiha held a blank look on his face.

Naruto, you seem to have gotten stronger than I actually thought possible. I will need to inform you soon...