Notes Of A Sweetheart

I couldn’t help it. I really couldn’t. He was far too tempting and I just couldn’t sit back and let him go about his business ignoring me. It drove me mad, the way he just casually strolled around the students, with his filthy book in his hand, making sure their tactics were right and stances were perfect. His backside looked gorgeous in his tight blue trousers, despite he only wore them for his classes and other such like purposes. I knew I was the worst student in the class, so he practically acted like I didn’t exist. There were four of us all together, I had to admit even though I was the second girl in the group; I personally thought I was the best looking. Sakura and I didn’t get on well at all, and I think that was down to the fact Sasuke and me talked much more then she did to him. And Sakura loved Sasuke. That wasn’t hard to see. But the man I wanted was Kakashi Hatake, the sensei and master. My teacher, to the simple mind, and that was a forbidden love. I don’t even think he’d thought about me that way to be honest. I was the shy quiet one who wore white with pixie styled, short hair. It was platinum blonde, and mixed horridly with my green eyes. But the one feature I had which I hated more then anything in the world was my hybrid appearance. I have no idea in the world how I got the way I look now but somehow I did. My nose was a bird’s beak, hard like rock and yellowish in colour. It was small and didn’t open and close and I didn’t eat from it, thank goodness, but it was awful for me. My nose was a beak! And my feet were human until the ankle, and then they also were a yellowish shade and went into three toes with claws on them. Bird feet, to go with the nose. I hated it, I normally cried when I was on my own, and wondered what an earth my family must have looked like to have a daughter who looked like this. I’d never know as I was abandoned when I was a baby. I turned up in a village a little way from here. As I grew up, I was teased a lot, and Kakashi-sensei never stood up for me. The only two people who did were Sasuke and Naruto, another student in my group. Naruto said I looked cute. I blushed and thanked him. Though with my experience with men, Naruto was probably trying to hit it with me, and that I wasn’t interested in. Well, not with him anyway. I always looked in that light longingly to my fantasy, my teacher.
We were in the lush woods that surrounded our village, Village Hidden in the Leaves, practising at this time, and I was lost in my thoughts. I was awoken from my thoughts when a rough finger jabbed me in the back. I cried out and stumbled, just catching myself and my face full of alarm to a rude awakening.
“Stop daydreaming, Chikatetsu. You’ll not learn anything that way, will you?” Kakashi stated calmly in that one voice he uses for everything, grabbing me by the collar of my mugen tenshin robe and yanking me upright again. I hated my uniform. It was all I had when I moved from my village to this place for classes. It was highly revealing at the cleavage as the white material crossed over my breasts from behind my neck, and fastened at the waist, high with a pink sash ribbon. It was like wearing a dressing gown, but with no sleeves and a loin cloth like front and back. It left my legs and hips bare, so I wore really long socks to cover most of it. I couldn’t wear shoes because of my weird feet, but my claws were bare and a good fighting device, so it benefited. The outfit though, was awful. I think the socks just added to the sex appeal I didn’t want, unless it was from Kakashi. And it never was.
Sakura sniggered, and I blushed furiously. “Sorry sensei.”
“Even the Genin are doing better then you at the concentration.”
I looked over at the other students. They were practising running up trees again using chakra abilities. Ninjutsu wasn’t something I could do. I never had been able to, and nor could I do Genjutsu. But I was complimented by Iruka-sensei for my Taijutsu often. I was never complimented by Kakashi-sensei. It frustrated me. “I’m sorry.” I repeated again.
“You will be.” He said his face still burrowed in his book, not looking at me once.
Those three words sent a shiver down my spine. I pictured me over my master’s lap, my panties around my knees and my rear out on show. I could feel my face turning crimson as I desperately tried to fight the thought of his palm on my buttocks, spanking me. My mind’s evil like that. It teases me with teenage fantasies that I wish were real. That’s the whole downfall of joining this class. I was in love with the teacher. It’s embarrassing but luckily I’m the only one who knows. I think so anyway. I’ve never told Sasuke and definitely not Naruto. I had an advantage though, for the other students were Genin, beginners in the ninja world. I was about four years older then them and had passed my Chunin exam, second place ninjas. I may have been slightly older then the other students and only a ninja rank down from Kakashi, who was a Jonin, but that still didn’t seem to change the way he treated me and acted around me. I had rejoined this team, Tem Seven, to brush up on my Genin skills ready for my own Jonin exam that was coming up soon.
Despite I was told to concentrate I didn’t. I would do anything to get Kakashi Hatake in my arms for even a single night, asleep against my naked chest after a sweet session of love making. I desperately wanted it. I looked at Kakashi, his eyes looking at me. I thought he must be looking through me. I saw his only showing eye, peeping out from just under his headband, fix on my bare hip as I kicked up in practise, his book in hand still. I shivered and blushed. He walked on. Had I just imagined that?

After class, I went back to my flat in the corner of the village. I lived alone and got by well. My flat was pretty much painted pink or purple, apart from the living room, which was a marine colour. I closed the door and walked to my living room. I slumped down on my sofa with a hefty sigh, staring at the wall opposite me. Oh Kakashi, I thought dreamily, my dearest sensei. I couldn’t get over the way his eye fixed on my bare pale skin. It left my body prickled with gooseflesh. It was hard to see his expression when that had happened; he wore a face mask that covered everywhere up to his nose bridge. Mouth, cheeks, nose, everything was hidden, all but one eye, hat peeked out from under his head band. The other eye was covered by his band. I had no idea why, but it was cute. Inexplicable almost, and I blushed. I knew the way he looked so well. I leaned over and plucked open a draw under my side table, pulling out my reading book. It wasn’t a normal book, or what one would call a normal book. It was naughty and didn’t help my dreams of my master every night. It was about women getting screwed against walls, and getting spanked and tied down. It was an erotic novel, and I knew my master read them too. He quite often read them when talking to the class about today’s assignment. I smiled weakly, knowing it was one thing we had in common. Though I could never ever admit it to my sensei, he didn’t know I read them. And I’m sure he’d see it unfit for a lady to read such material. I hung my head in shame at the thought. It was a letdown as I wanted to write them for a living after ninja school. I was a fan of Jariha’s work, and he also wrote the book Kakashi read in class. I took my book and lied down, opening it to the last place I read to, and started to read on. After the while, the character’s started to transform. I tried not to think about it, but my body needed it. It was me Kakashi was groping. It was me Kakashi was asking to be with. It was me Kakashi was touching in places I could only dream of and dare not speak about. I moaned and put the book on my chest, putting my aching hands behind my head. I needed to shower, as I hadn’t had the chance after training. I placed my book down and stood up. I went to the bathroom. I threw off my robes and stood there naked, my blonde curls bouncing around my shoulders.
There was a knock at the door, I groaned because I wanted the shower so much. But I answered the door, running to it from across the room and throwing a towel on.
“Hey chicken.” It was Naruto. He called me that for an affectionate nickname. It kind of stung my ego but it was something too petty to bring up and make a fuss out of, so I let him off it. I blushed and stopped tugging, turning to meet his gaze.
“Hey, Naruto.” I sounded cheerful to hide my disappointment f being delayed my water bath.
His eyes fixed on my towel then my breasts. He blushed slightly then looked into my face. “Washing?”
“I was planning to.” I admitted, resting against the door. It was cool and hard. I longed for that hot water on my skin. “What are you here for?”
I was lonely. Can I stop by for a bit? I brought ramen.” He held up a shopping bag.
“You still can wash. I won’t peek, I promise. I’ll make ramen after you get out.” He grinned, but I knew he was telling the truth.
“It’s aright, I’ll do it later.” I was crimson in the face.
“Nah, come on. Better to wash with me then Sakura. She’ll drench your clothes and tease you again like the beach.” He was right; she really hurt my feelings last time I showered with her. We’d gone to the beach a while back and she threw my clothes in the sea. Luckily, Kakashi was asleep so I managed to wade naked and retrieve them. I couldn’t believe a girl younger then me could have such hate just because I talked to someone she liked. Ino was no nicer to me about the matter. She was Sakura’s best friend until the rivalry for ultimate ninja began and they were placed in separate groups. Ino also liked Sasuke, and treated me no better. She was there at the beach incident. I knew Naruto better. He was trustworthy and a good person. I nodded.
“Okay.” And turned my back to him. And he followed me into my home. He’d been here before and he plonked himself down on the couch, watching me head for the bathroom.
“Can I talk to you from behind the door?” He asked sweetly. I smiled. He was only thirteen like Sasuke and Sakura.
I nodded, and walked into the bathroom locking the door. I dropped the towel and his voice called from just behind the door. “Hear me?”
“Yes.” Water started spraying out. I was very embarrassed to be washing with my friend so close to me, even more so one that thinks I’m cute. I sighed when the water hit me and I started to wash with my cloth and soap in hand. My bathroom was my favourite room; it was pale pink and so calming with candles everywhere. I hated electric in this room, so I disabled the lights in here. It was Naruto’s favourite room too. No one had ever seen my bedroom, which was next door to the bathroom. I kept it locked with a key that was tucked under my tight sash with a chain to hold it.
“I saw you get told off in training today.” His voice was weak over the sound of water but I heard him just.
“Yes.” I looked over my shoulder and squinted through all the steam. I had no idea why I expected to see him there, but I was glad he hadn’t peeked. I smiled.
“What happened for that to happen?”
I gulped, and let the water run through my hair. “I was daydreaming.”
“I heard that much from Kakashi-sensei.”
“It doesn’t matter. That’s all that was happening. I was daydreaming.” My hair matted to my neck and face and I shook my head like a shaggy dog, loving the water.
“About what?”
“My past.” I washed my body over and my face, wiping water from my eyes.
“About the past?”
I knew he was only curious but people showing much interest in me annoys me. I sighed. “Yes, if you must know.”
“That’s not all.”
“How do you mean?” I stood there under the shower, feeling its comforting heat.
“You’re thinking of something else.”
“How do you know?”
“Believe me, I know. It’s my senses.” I forgot he had the nine-tailed fox inside his body. He had a strange ability to sense things others don’t.
I decided to let him in on it, but not the whole thing. I took a deep breath. “I’m in love.”
Naruto went quiet. I shut the faucet off. I didn’t hear any pattering of feet, so I presume he was still standing there.
“With who?” There was a tone of surprise in his voice. I don’t think he had any idea, genuinely. I felt a bit more relieved, and stared to talk more openly.
“That doesn’t matter. The point is, I don’t think he likes me. And I have no idea how to get him to notice me.” I stepped out of the shower and picked my towel up, dabbing and rubbing here and there on my wet body.
“That’s easy; you just don’t see it because you’re too damn shy.” Naruto laughed and I heard a few patters. I guessed he was going to make ramen. I left the bathroom with my towel around me and my dirty fighting robes under my arm. He wasn’t as much as a pervert as people make him seem. I felt sorry for him.
“How do you mean I’m shy?” It was a stupid question because I knew I was shy, and I couldn’t help it. But I’d have asked any stupid question to get any help for Kakashi to like me. Naruto tore the lids off of two instant ramen pots and looked at me with his big blue eyes. He was so sweet. He glanced me over and smiled.
“You gotta be teasing. Kakashi likes those books, you know? I don’t have any idea what’s in them but gathering by the front cover, it’s something real naughty.” He giggled but I didn’t, I read them and I knew damn well what books Kakashi read, I’d read all the ones he had three times over, and I knew them back to front.
“So you mean, be provocative?” I was confused and dreading asking him anything by this time. But I needed people’s advice, no matter how degrading.
Naruto poured boiled water into the plastic pots and stirred them, carrying them to the table, with chopsticks in them.
I’m sixteen years old and being sexy isn’t my role. I sat at the dinner table with Naruto and we talked and over looked the street from my apartment. It was quiet, apart from the distant laughter from villagers and a crying baby next door. I wanted to move out. Kakashi lived no where near here, and the only neighbour who was within a sensible walking distance was Naruto, who came over frequently. I didn’t mind, I liked his company. I didn’t know anyone my age in the village. I was new to the Village Hidden in the Leaves, because I’d travelled from the Village Hidden in the Sound. The founder, Lord Orochimaru, had become even more heartless and cruel to the people, so I ran away. I used to be his guard, and was countlessly seduced by many of the people there, including the Lord himself. I was being followed by a tracker ninja a while back, and they planed to annihilate me for being a runaway Shinobi. I’m safe though, as long as I reside in the village here, and I think I’ve lost them for the time being. I sighed, wondering where my life was heading. I couldn’t tell Naruto about Kakashi and my infatuation. Not only would it get around, it would cause too many questions, and I didn’t know which one I hated the thought of more.

After Naruto left mine, I headed back to my living room. After about half an hour of reading and being curled up in my towel, my door went again. I answered and was stunned to see Kakashi there. I looked up and my mouth hung open. His head was buried in his erotic novel and he tossed me a side glance. His eyes fixed on the shadowed area that must have been between my breasts. I noticed that and put a hand over them quickly. He went back to his book.
“Just finished showering?” A strange question indeed for a teacher to ask his pupil, some may have seen it as disturbing, but I didn’t. I secretly hoped it was my dream coming true. “Yes.” I said in a small dry voice. I licked my lips wet again.
“Must have been nice to be in hot relaxing water.” He sighed, and took his head out of the book. “I may have one later.” He looked at me and my heart almost died. He was beautiful. I had mail on the floor. I mumbled a sorry and bent to pick up my mail on my entrance mat. By accident, the corner of my towel slipped slightly, showing the pale ring around my nipple but not my actual nipple. I stood up straight and saw his gaze. His eye that was visible was large with surprised and I could see a slight blush peeking out from under the mask across his face. I quickly pulled my towel up over my breast and he looked back at my face. He cleared his throat, and I smiled.
“Problem, sensei?” He looked at me; his eyes fell to my huge cleavage again. I had to admit, I had a nice pair of boobs, they were more then a couple of handfuls for even someone with adult hands. Like Kakashi. His breath was shallow and sweat was on his brow. I didn’t look at his crotch because I knew what I’d see. “I have to go and get changed. I’m cold.” My nipples were pushing out against the towel but it was too thick for anyone to see through it.
“Yes, of course.” He mumbled.
“Will you come in?”
“No, thanks. I just came to tell you to be at the training spot in the woods tomorrow at nine am.” He then turned and walked off down the corridor. I close the door and started scratching my beak like nose. I decided to get changed, so I unlocked my bedroom and went inside.

Late that evening, I was sparring with Sasuke at the academy grounds. He’d wanted me to show him how powerful I was, being a class higher then him. I was hoping we’d be alone but Sakura came out to cheer him on and boo at me. She still bothered me, but it wasn’t as offensive as it originally was. Naruto wasn’t anywhere in sight and Kakashi was sitting under a tree with his book in hand, but he was watching us. Sasuke had promised to use physical only, because I didn’t have the chakra energy to use Ninjutsu. He flew at me, with a kick that hit me hard in the stomach. My white sash that held my robe together loosened with the force of the kick, and I looked at Sasuke. “We’re not playing undress each other, okay?” I pointed out with a smile. Sasuke smiled back his black hair sweeping across his face like a main of a grand stallion. “Okay.” He grinned, a twinkle in his eye that would have made Sakura jealous if she was close enough to see it. I thumped him back with my fist and I caught him on the shoulder. He flinched so I took the chance to kick him with my large three toed feet. The one time I liked them was fighting. The middle claw of the three on my left foot caught him shirt and ripped a hole in it, exposing part of his chest through a diagonal gash. I saw Sakura feasting her eyes on the exposed muscular chest flesh, and then she yelled at me. “Hurt him and you’ll have to face me! And I won’t be so easy on you!” She yelled from her sitting position on a rock near Kakashi’s tree spot.
“Oh please, Sakura.” Sasuke rolled his eyes and threw himself at me. I blocked it and did a back flip kick, cutting him clean in the chin with my large sharp toes. He flew up a few feet then hit the floor, stunned, everyone watching gasped. Even Kakashi looked alarmed. I gasped and kneeled next to him, holding him and looking worried. Sasuke opened his eyes weakly and blushed seeing me holding him. I then realised it was more then likely because my boobs were in his face. My robe had slipped off one shoulder and exposed the top half of my large breast. My tattoo was exposed. A skull in a black rose. Sasuke saw it, smiled. I blushed and mumbled, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, that was an amazingly powerful kick.” He wiped a few splats of blood from his chin.
I said thank you, and we got up and tidied off the dust on our robes. I retied my sash and looked at Kakashi; he was watching me, his eyes looking me over very slowly. I felt myself burn with excitement. He stood up and walked towards me, his eyes on my face. Sakura sniggered and teased me yelling, “hot for teacher!” I prayed she didn’t actually mean that but I ignored her, for denying it would only look more suspicious. I bowed politely as Kakashi reached me. “Sensei?”
“You’re terrible. Learn chakra then maybe you’ll stand a chance.” He walked off towards the town, most likely back home, and I felt embarrassed.

When I got back to my flat it was dark. I dressed in basic crisp white strap top and tight dark jeans, my tattoo peeking out the top. It was highly uncomfortable across my breasts, but all my clothes were like that. In fact, the only one that was comfy was my mugen tenshin costume, which was in a neat folded pile on my small dining table with my kunai on top of it, all cleaned. Who the hell did Kakashi think he was embarrassing me like that today? I was reading my erotic novel when my door went yet again. I checked the number of the page I was on, placed it down and answered my door. To my absolute surprise, it was Kakashi, staring down on me. I looked at my wall clock. It was really late at night, about eleven. Everyone would have been asleep. Apart from me and Kakashi it appeared. I looked up at him, brushing my blonde fringe out of my eyes. “Sensei?”
I thought he was drunk, so I let him stumble into my living room groaning and slump down on my sofa. I quickly looked down the corridors and saw no one, so I closed my door and locked it. I put my back to it and mumbled about why I was too nice. I wanted Kakashi but not in this state. The best thing I could do was nurse him to sober and send him on his way. I must admit I was the best person to come to when intoxicated in my opinion but I thought he hated me. He turned over on my sofa, laying on his back, and eyed me. I eyed him back.
“You teased me today.”
He wasn’t drunk. He’d faked it. I was angry at him, if slightly relieved. I folded my arms across my chest and frowned at him. “No I didn’t, I fell and you just happened to catch me at bad points. I did not tease you.”
He sat up groggily. His eyes were dazzled and everywhere, and not only on me. Plus, his smelled strongly of rice Sake, an alcohol in Japan. It was my surname. “Nice room.” He complimented, looking around.
“Why are you here, sensei?” I queered. “You don’t like me.” He looked at me then. He looked offended but I wasn’t sure. Damn face mask…
“And what do you mean?”
I sighed. “The way you treat me in classes? Accuse me of not trying? Humiliate me in from of our class?”
He snorted. “Sure, you can’t do chakra techniques but I still admire you for your physical power. Your Taijutsu is amazing… not to mention you’re rather cute.” This had to be a joke. Kakashi Hatake, the man I wanted since I joined this class to brush up my techniques, had told me I was cute? I stared at him, unable to accept as true to what I’d just heard. He started rummaging on my sofa, generally complimenting my choice in furniture and how soft it was and such. I saw him reach his hand out, and pick up my book in limp fingers, and stared at it like it was alien. There was silence as I waited for an explosion of how young ladies shouldn’t read this material. Instead he turned to me. “I haven’t got this one. Can I borrow it after you, Chikatetsu?”
I almost died of relief, laughing. I smiled and walked towards him, sitting on the floor in front of my sofa. “Of course, sensei. I have loads more.” Kakashi’s face lit up, and I think he also realised we had this in common, like I did. We sat for a good half hour talking about books and picking out what ones he wanted to borrow. He picked out three, and I said I’d find them out for him. I felt my heart warm up, I was all fluttery inside. “Sensei, are you drunk?”
“No, just tipsy. Sake’s gorgeous, and I love the way it’s your surname. Good parent’s choice… And you did tease me today, intentional or not.”
“I didn’t mean to.” I said honestly.
“You still have to be punished.” He grinned through his mask.
“Oh, sensei! It wasn’t my fault!” I exclaimed.
He looked at me, and swung his legs off the sofa, so he was sitting in front of me from my position on the floor, looking down at me with his bored-like expression. “I know you want me, Chikatetsu Sake.”
I sat there, totally frozen, staring him like he was insane.
“No, I don’t.” I denied.
He raised an eyebrow. “Yes you do. I have this.” He tapped the eye covered by his metal plated bandana. The Sharingan eye, it could foresee things. It’s too hard to explain so I won’t try, but it’s an amazing rare power that Sasuke also has.
I was stunned that my way of hiding it had been seen through like a glass pane. I nodded and mumbled that it was true, my face turning pink. The Sharingan was useless to lie to.
He chuckled and wagged his finger side to side. “I have my ways, don’t I? You’re a naughty girl, Chikatetsu. Wanting the teacher? Tut, tut. But you are a rather lustful figure. You’re not from around here are you?” He put his hands on either side of my face and closed in on me, pressing his lips to mine. They were soft because of the mask on them. My whole world stopped for this moment. Time froze and waited for me. He smelt of alcohol, but I didn’t care. I sighed and took the kiss, still wondering whether or not this was still a dream from one of my books. Maybe he’ll forget it tomorrow. I suddenly realised what I was doing, and I pushed him away gently, shaking my head.
“We can’t.” I protested, and it was a strong protest. He watched me, his hands still on my face and his lips inches from mine. He was confused alright.
“What’s wrong?” He asked in a quiet voice.
I shook my head and looked at him. “You’re a teacher, I’m a student. If people found out, only god knows what would happen.” I stood up and walked to my wall opposite the sofa, putting my head against the marine coloured concrete and repeating the words “life’s not fair” and “crap” over and over. My head was spinning; I didn’t know what to do. In fact, I didn’t even know what I wanted anymore. Kakashi, of course, but I could have the man I wanted right now. I knew I couldn’t. Was this karma? Karma was a bitch in my experience. It was so unfair. I felt a hand on my back. I turned and faced him, my eyes full of sadness. He was so sweet and sympathetic, I wanted to cry.
“I never thought you liked me.” I mumbled, feeling the sorrow overwhelm me. I didn’t want to break down on him.
He planted a row of small sweet kisses on to my lips, cheeks and forehead. “I didn’t think I did either. Buy somehow, something just clicked and that was it.”
I started kissing back. I couldn’t resist, so to hell with what other people thought if it was found out.
“You’re just so stunning. The way you look just blows me away. Especially your breasts.” My arms wrapped around his neck and he pinned me to the wall, moaning into my mouth, saying my name over and over again.
“I’m glad you approve of them.” I gasped as his hand groped my breast through my top. He mumbled something about “big tits”, and then buried his mouth in my mouth, not removing his hand from my chest once. I was still in a dream state, this seemed so unreal. He pulled from the masked kiss, breathless.
“Where’s you’re bedroom?” He asked in a small voice.
I didn’t resist. I nodded across the room. “Over there. My door is open.” I allowed him to sweep me off my feet and carry me to my bedroom. He kicked open the door with a loud boom. My room was mauve and filled with candles and had a double bed. It was rather magical looking, and it was my favourite room next to the bathroom.
“It’s very nice.” He commented and placed me on my bed, I sunk down into the mattress with my heart beating like crazy. What was going to happen? He lit a few candles around my room with my lighter.
He climbed on with me, kissing me all over and working his hands on my jean buttons, undoing them with ease. His breath was hot on my skin and his voice was small gasps for air. My jeans were undone, a triangle of my white panties. He reached up and pulled hi mask down and I stared at his face. He was so handsome without his mask, I almost swooned, Pale flawless skin and a mouth that was asking to be kissed by a goddess. He watched me and smiled, his hands rubbing my arms that held his green jacket, now open from my fumbling.
“Like what you see?” He asked, perched on the side of my bed and staring down on me like Prince Charming to Snow White.
I could only nod meekly, mesmerised by his mask. I was honoured to see what the others couldn’t. I felt special all of a sudden. “You’re beautiful.” I mumbled.
He threw his head back and let out a small laugh, he looked gorgeous. “Everyone who’s seen me like this says that. And believe me, not a lot of people have seen me with out a mask.” He went back to kissing me, freely this time, and the wetness of his lips was amazing. It made me wet between the legs and I wanted him so badly. I ran my fingers through his silver hair and plucked the ninja headband loose, pulling it away and placing it on the floor with a small clank. I gasped when I saw his eye. The Sharingan, it was red with black symbols around the pupil. I had never seen one before, it startled me. He ignored my reaction and kissed me still. His hair was so soft. I gasped as he leaned down and buried his face into my neck, nibbling my throat. His hands slid my top straps down my shoulders and rubbed the bare skin gingerly. I sat up and removed the top from over my head, my black bra exposed for his viewing. It was lacy and enticing. He licked his lips wet, for they were dry now. He leaned into me, both of us sitting up, and he unclipped my bra, pulling it off and down my arms. He pulled out the kiss and stared down at my huge heaving breasts. He shakily put his hands on them and sucked in a quivering breath. “They’re so… huge and gorgeous.” He moaned, and groping the soft flesh and tweaking my nipples. He acted like he’d never touched a woman before, and that I doubted.
“I’m not a virgin.” I confessed, like it was a huge deal. I heard him chuckle but he didn’t stop kissing me.
“Just as well. It means I don’t have to teach you.” He whispered and ducked his head down and kissed a ridged pale nipple. I gasped and he took it into his mouth, flicking it with his velvet like tongue and grazing lightly with his teeth. His mouth was amazing, it was no wonder he didn’t want anyone else to see it. He openly licked my entire breast and then moved his head to my other one, repeating the procedure. I loved it; it was my dream come true. He was still fully dressed apart from his face mask and headband removed, but I wasn’t complaining. He finished with my boobs and then kneeled on the floor in front of me, and started to pull my jeans down my legs very slowly. It was so teasing I bit my lip to try and muffle a cry. He reached my bid feet and started to slip them out of the legs of my trousers. I didn’t want him to cut himself on my sharp nails, so I offered to do it for him.
“No, let me.” He said, and finally after a few moments got both my feet out of my trousers without hurting himself. I remained in just my white panties. He looked at them and smiled. He reached once more with shaking hands and took them in his fingers. They peeled down slowly, and I lifted my rump to make it easier for him. They were also removed and discarded on my bedroom floor. His hand went between my legs, shaking and wet.
“Oh god.” He groaned as he felt there was no hair on my pussy. “It’s beautiful. I could eat from it all day.”
“You’re welcomed to.” I mumbled, and felt him push me back on the bed gently. His head went between my thighs and he took a deep breath, taking in my musky sent. I was shaking with anticipation. His tongue came out and touched my large buzzing clit. I jolted in surprised and moaned. He held my hips still and tight and continued tracing his somewhat skilled tongue along my clit, tracing it to every detail.
“Kakashi-sensei…” I started, but became lost for words when he clamped his mouth on it and changed licking to sucking.
I moaned loudly and threw my head back and stretched my legs out from their position over his shoulders. His hands held my hips firmly as he sucked my clit. My orgasm started to build up and I thrashed my head from side to side, wondering if I’d wake up from this dream yet. I prayed I wouldn’t. He stuck his tongue into my pussy and swirled it around fast.
“Kakashi, I’m going to come.” I whispered out, flexing all the muscles I had from waist down.
He then removed his head from between my legs and I cried out in frustration. I sat up and looked at him, my face wild and my hair a mess. My body was teased to the brim and demanded release. He stood up and looked down on me, his face plastered with a smile of satisfaction. He unzipped his jacket and removed it, tossing is casually across my room. It was followed by his blue shirt, and I tell you now, his chest was amazing and so well built. I gazed at it, oblivious he was undoing his trouser buttons and removing them. His book fell out of his pocket as he removed his trousers, so he picked it up and put it on my bed stand. “I’d normally read it but I have more pleasurable things to attend to.” He chuckled and stood naked before me.
I didn’t know where to look first; his well built legs and chest, his newly shown handsome face, or the huge projecting cock that had a bead of precum on the tip of it. I stared as he climbed naked, apart from his gloves on, into my bed and embraced me, kissing and groping. I reached out and smoothed his chest with my hands, rippling over the gorgeous muscles lined with a small amount of sweat. He gasped at my touch and took my hand, guiding it down to his huge penis. I wrapped my fingers around it, hearing him moan and encourage me with mumbles, it was so warm. The veins were high and visible and the bed of precum was stuck to my thumb, as I pressed it to the head of his cock. He kissed me and groped my breast while his other hand rested on my shoulder. We were lying next to each other, teacher and pupil, naked as anything and touching each other in ways I’d only dreamed about. He pushed his penis between my thighs and it touched my pussy. I bit my lip and hugged myself to him hard, wishing for it. Was this real?

I woke up to the sounds of ruffling clothing. I turned over, naked under the covers and weakly watched Kakashi dress. It was really early in the morning, and he looked at me smiling. His face mask was back on. He was tying his headband on and sliding it over one eye.
“Good morning.”
“Good morning to you.” He turned to me, and smiled, he had an erection in his trousers to die for. My naked exposed state after our night of amazing passion beyond my dream was too much for him. “I’ll be back later.”
“Where are you going?”
“I can’t be seen here with you in bed.”
I was hurt. “What do you mean?”
He seemed to ignore me and pulled his shoes on. I wanted him so badly, to stay in bed with me and hug my spent body to his. Neji would have never done this. He was who I’d lost my virginity to. I smiled and remembered. Neji Hyuuga had taken that from me in a forest a few months ago. It was when I first brought my flat. He started off as the first person to welcome me to the village and we spent time together, and then we began to fall in love. We had each other in a forest outside the village in tall grass and bluebells, and it was the most amazing moment to date I had ever experienced, until last night. We made love several times after that, experimenting and teasing. No one knew of our love affair. It was beautiful while it lasted, but when my classes started, I broke it off. He wasn’t pleased but had no choice. I didn’t even know if he still felt that way now. We were in the same class until teams were formed. He used to glare at me, that wanton in his white eyes and that smile that called me to him. I resisted and started to fall in love with Kakashi. I watched Kakashi leave and close the door behind him. The faint sound of footsteps went silently as possible past my room vanished. I heard the faint sound of my front door closing and I hated myself for not stopping him. I’d made him lustful and he went and left me. I started to dislike him a little, as I pulled the covers over my head.

Later that morning, I was awoken by rapid knocking on my door. I squinted at the clock on my wall and cursed to myself. It was nine, half an hour till class. I got up and checked my appearance in the mirror. As pretty as a bird girl could get, I suppose, apart from the mattered hair from the pillow. I then opened the bedroom door. Kakashi was standing there, fresh and calm. I crossed my arms over my chest raising and eye brow, aware my hair was all sticking up and looking silly. I was wearing nothing, and I wasn’t thrilled to see him. Okay, maybe I was a bit. “Class is starting soon, sorry I didn’t come back sooner.” He stared to explain but I raised my hand impatiently and stood aside for him to enter my room. He did so, and I closed the door behind him with a shaking thud. He was reading his book, not even looking at me once.
“How did you get in my flat?”
You didn’t lock the main door.” He said, and sat on my bed, still reading.
I picked up my folded robes with my kunai. I left the kunai on the dresser and slipped off my dressing gown, my back bare and so smooth. My breasts were perky and the nipples were hard and pebble like. I heard Kakashi breathing deeply and mumbling. I looked over my shoulder and saw him eyeing my thighs and backside and then my face. He looked up from his book to watch me naked? Typical. I glared at him. “Problem?”
“You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled, standing up and walking towards me. I quickly ripped my robes on and tied them at the waist with my pink sash. He groaned in defeat, he was only a few yards away from me. I felt so naked and bare. He put his book away in a pocket pouch.
“Beautiful.” He repeated, eyeing my chest now covered by my robe.
“Oh yeah? So beautiful that you couldn’t return here? That you couldn’t be seen with me?”
“Chikatetsu.”
“Don’t ‘Chikatetsu’ me, sensei. Kick me out of the class if you think I’m mouthy, I’m a higher Shinobi grade then the teaching you’re doing anyway. You think I’m a freak.”
“What!?” The word shot out like a bullet. He looked stunned. Maybe I was wrong. But I didn’t let it be known.
“You never wanted to come back. I was a quick bit of fun.”
“I haven’t ever thought that way about you. I left to prepare class and then Iruka caught me. So we had a chat. And I never used you in that way, I wouldn’t dream of it”
“Then how come you didn’t tell him you had a prior engagement?” I accused him.
“Because he doesn’t need to know. You’re my special female. I want to keep you to myself.” It was then I realised he just didn’t want to be questioned. I was feeling so stupid, to accuse my teacher of such things.
I headed for the door to avoid explaining my stupidity, but he was too quick. He stood in my way and watched me, his eye unblinking. “You’re not still mad at me for that misunderstanding are you?”
Why shouldn’t I be? I thought bitterly. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine, mumbling sweet nothings into my mouth. I thought they were sweet nothings anyway. Maybe they weren’t, but I wasn’t sure. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him away gently.
“No, Kakashi.” I whispered. “Class is starting soon, so we have to go.” He placed his hand inside the front of my robe and squeezed my large bare breast, moaning to himself. I tried to resist the buzzing excitement growing but it was so hard.
“They’re so big, and round. A perfect pair of tits.”
“Kakashi.” I pleaded.
“I could have easily whipped that towel from your body yesterday and had you before I did. I want to see them bare once more, please. Last night was amazing.” He was begging me. Did I really drive him that insane with lust? I sighed and untied my sash again, letting it fall to the floor. I pulled open my robe slowly and my large bosoms tumbled out of their constricting covering and my pussy was on show. Kakashi moaned louder and fell to his knees, burying his face in my cleavage and breathing deeply. I placed my hands shakily on the back of his head, running my fingers though his grey hair. It was so soft and tickled my nipples. His hands held my hips still, and then I felt them run down my thighs and around to my pubic mound. “I want to eat it again.”
“We have to go.” I repeated, ignoring his comment that teased me so much. He shook his head, my breasts wobbling side to side with his movements.
“No, I want you. It’s been too long since last night.” He stood and placed a hand under my sock-clad knees, sweeping me off my feet and carrying me to my bed. I was in a panic, and I worried about cutting him with my feet in my struggling protest.
“Kakashi, no.” I said again, but my own protest was fading. He placed me on the bed and held my head with both hands and stared into my eyes. The one eye I could see was glazed and full of lust, it was quite terrifying. There I was, laying on the bed with the sun falling on me; with my teacher and my robe open showing all my hidden treasures. And he was going to have them, because I was going to let him.
“I want you. I wanted you again this morning. I couldn’t stop thinking about you when I prepared for class. But if I was caught in bed with you this morning, we’d have some explaining to do.”
“I told you that was a factor we’d have to consider.” I reminded him, rolling my eyes.
“Yeah, but right now, I don’t care if we’re caught. I want you, now.” He planted masked kisses across my face and down my neck. I closed my eyes and sighed through my nose.
He reached my mountain like breasts. He smothered them with kisses that made me quake with ecstasy. I gasped as a nipple was squeezed roughly in between his hard fingers. “Do you want me?” He asked, lounging next to me on my bed, eyeing my body down and then back up. I wondered if I declined if he would just take me. I didn’t want to risk it though. Anyway, I did want him.
I pulled him in close to me and kissed his covered nose. “Yes, oh god, take me.” I mumbled. I felt his hands sweep my body like a sea breeze as he quickly reached down and unzipped the fly to his navy trousers. His huge cock popped out from the gap in his trousers, veins everywhere and bulbous, just like last night. It had a tight leather like head and looked awfully teased and strained. I was in fear to even touch it because it looked like he’d spray his seed everywhere on impact. I sat up to look at it better. In the shadow under his trousers, I could see his tight balls. I wanted them in my mouth, something I hadn’t ever tried but dreamed of.
“Looks like I’m not the only one who didn’t bother with underwear today, was I, sensei?” Kakashi looked at me; his eyes glazed with wanton and ignored my comment.
“Get on me, fuck me. I need you.” He kneeled up, his cock producing out like a spear. I was only to happy to oblige to his gasps of wanton. I got in front of him and bent over, my hands holding my headboard and put my head down so my backside was high in the air for him to see. I was worried that it wouldn’t fit in me despite it did yesterday with ease. He grabbed my hips and forced me to take it, a huge pounding thrust. He left it in me for a moment, both of us savouring the moment and the feeling. It is indescribable to tell you how it felt. The cock twitched and throbbed and he gasped and cursed about how good it was. Some men have funny ways of showing there pleasure. I didn’t know he’s style of sex was to swear, but I liked that. Dirty sex was great. It’s what me and Neji did several times. He used to tie me up though, and remembering it made me shiver and bite my bottom lip. I and Kakashi had slow and sensual sex last night; it was nice to try it this way. I preferred it, and I think he did too. Kakashi started to rock back and forth, his legs spread so he could build up speed. We both kneeled there, fucking and crying out, but trying to be as quiet as we could manage. I didn’t want to be caught, despite my door was locked. I had made sure of that. He was so strong, steadying himself on my hips with his really strong arms. He reached a hand out which was resting on my hip, and grabbed my golden hair, tugging it. I cried out and called him a bastard, and he chuckled, still fucking into me as steady as before. It was nice to see the swearing didn’t affect him. He sped up, pumping hard and fast into me. The chakra training improved his stamina, so he was very steady and powerful in his thrusts, and could go for a long time. Plus he had amazing thighs and legs. Every time he dived into my soaking hot pussy, I tried hard not to scream out in pleasure. This was much better then last night could ever have been. He reached under me with one hand and played with my large boobs, that were swinging with the thrusts and he fingered the greedily.
“Oh my god, you have a tight pussy, Chikatetsu. I couldn’t wait to put it into you last night.” He gasped and squeezed my boob. “And a fine pair of tits on your chest. T-t-turn over…” He choked and pulled out of my body with a wet sloshing sound.
I mewled in disappointment but obeyed him, turning over and laying on my back. Kakashi sat on my chest and poked his wet and sticky cock in between my boobs. He grunted with effort as they were very big which made them tight but sighed in pleasure as they finally clamped his cock tightly on either side. I helped by holding my breasts to his cock with my shaking hands. He began to pump again, swearing. “You’re a very dirty little bitch, aren’t you?”
He moaned, as I dipped my head down and took his cock head in my mouth, sucking on it hard and rough. He cried out in shock and threw his head back. “Oh, yes! Do that, good girl.” He cooed and sped up so fast I was worried he’d saw my breast off with his cock. As I was flicking my tongue against his cock slit, he came; a powerful set of wet jets that flew like birds. Thick and creamy white fluid shot from his penis and into my mouth, hitting my tonsils and making me cough and splutter. He moaned and his cock twitched, draining of its life seed, and he then lay by my side, breathless and groaning in approval. I noticed the front of his blue trousers was lined with a drying layer of my cum. I think he’d notice it, because if he didn’t the other students would be asking a lot of questions. We tidied up without talking and left the bedroom, Kakashi buried in his book again.

Class was hard to focus on because of what had happened over the past few hours. I had fucked the man of my dreams twice and many more times were to come. Kakashi acted normal around the other students but when he walked past me, he snuck me a teasing grope and a spank. No one saw, and I knew then that he hadn’t just used me for a bit of fun. He was genuinely interested in me. Maybe in love, like I was with him. He’d told me as we walked to the training grounds that we could return to his place for the night and do anything we wanted. I accepted his offer and couldn’t stop thinking of all the things we could do. We were mixed with another group, Neji’s group. He watched me but I refused to acknowledge it. A rough finger jabbed me in the back and I cried out in surprise. I turned and saw Kakashi. I tried not to smile. The angle he was standing behind me plus with his height, I knew he had a great look down my robe front. That was probably the idea, sly fox. “Sensei?” I asked sweetly.
He looked at me with the single visible eye. “You’re improving with those high kicks. You have very strong legs.” I knew it was an obvious flirt line but no one else in the group seemed to realise it. Apart from Neji, whose face burned with rage and he bared his teeth.
I smiled and bowed to him, deliberately showing my cleavage. I heard him take a deep breath of frustration. “Thank you, Kakashi-sensei.”
He leaned down and put his mouth close to my ear. “Come to my room tonight. You’ve been a very naughty girl.”
I giggled and he chuckled. He walked on to check the other students. Little did I know Neji was watching me, hate in his eyes.

After class, I had a shower back at my place. The wash room was clean and I rubbed myself over, thinking of my dear sensei. I then retreated to my room to pack my night things for my stay in Kakashi’s room. There was a knock at my front door. I thought it was Kakashi as I threw open the door, beaming. But Neji was at the door. He wasn’t wearing his special smile for me like he used to. In fact, his face was thunder.
“Can I come in?” He asked in a small voice that I had to strain to hear him. He looked around my room from the doorway, as if expecting something.
I nodded for him to enter and closed the door behind him with a small click. “What’s up?” I asked sweetly, turning to him. I liked Neji and I know he liked me, even if I had ended what we had.
“Are you seeing someone?” The question hit me like a rock. I didn’t know what to say? Yes, the teacher? Yes, someone? No, on one? I went with the second one.
“Yes, I’m seeing someone.” I admitted.
“I thought so. You seemed much happier recently.” He sat on my sofa and looked at his shoes as if they were the most amazing thing in the world right now. He sighed and rubbed his wrists. I sat next to him, clutching my night bag, feeling guilty for some reason.
“Why?” I said.
“I’m just jealous.”
I refused to fall for his innocent play. Was he trying to get me back?
“Jealous? Aw, come on. There’s some one out there for you.” I patted his back, totally ignoring what he was aiming at. He looked at me; his beautiful handsome face looked so good I could have eaten him. I smiled at the prospect.
“I’m still in love with you, Chikatetsu.” He said,
I glared at him. Silence froze the room. Neji coughed once.
“I’m sorry, but I’m in love with someone else.” I was worried this would happen some day.
He looked at me, almost lost in his own world. “Please, I’m begging you. I know that this relationship with this guy has been happening for at least two days now. It’s not like it’s a long term thing surely? And I’m not the one who’s made you happy anymore. I thought you liked me, more then a friend.”
I looked away and shook my head sadly, wondering if I’d made the right choice after all. Neji grabbed me and pulled me towards him, looking angry, and his eyes ablaze with rage. “And as for this other person, I’m going to be someone for him to be jealous of. You’ll hate the fact you weren’t with me when I’m done with you, Chikatetsu.” It sounded threatening, but I knew it wasn’t. Neji placed a hand on my shoulder. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. His kiss was delicate and frail, but with meaning and passion. I felt so cruel to be with Kakashi when one of my best friends just admitted they were in love with me. Kakashi would have got furious if he saw Neji kissing me like this, but I think that’s what Neji wanted- this ‘other man’ to be jealous of him till he turned green with envy, and make me crave him more and more, as I was a sucker for passion and love. I was praying I wouldn’t. I felt Neji’s hand slip down my arm and squeeze my elbow lightly. His lips still stayed on mine and I started to kiss back to him, what harm could a kiss do? It might make me feel less guilty.
As if reading my mind, his other hand then reached up and trailed along my dressing gown neckline, making my boobs tickle. The hand on my elbow moved up and pulled my gown sash open. I pulled out of the kiss. “No, Neji. I can’t, I’m sorry. But not anymore.”
“Please, Chikatetsu. I want you. Let me do what I want, this is all I’ve ever wanted since you ended it. I can’t stop thinking about fucking you.” He whispered and pulled me back into the kiss. I didn’t resist, and I let him open my robe and finger my breasts. My mind was spinning with images of Kakashi going red with fury at us if we were caught. I tried to force the images out of my mind and focused on Neji. He was staring at my breasts for a bit, totally fascinated by them in all their bare glory. If I had a penny for every man who told me they wanted me, I’d be rich. His hands trailed over my breasts and I threw my head back and groaned.
“Is that good?” He asked in a whisper so laced with so much lust it sounded insane.
“Yes, it is.” I mumbled. As one of his hands stayed on my bare boobs, the other strayed down to my pussy. I looked at him through weak eyes, and his expression was priceless. His fingers prodded my wetting folds and he sighed. I gasped and bit my lip as he leaned forwards and bit my neck lightly, his teeth grazing across my windpipe. Neji slipped to the floor in front of me and pushed me back against the sofa. I laid back and gazed down my body at him. He spread my legs with strong and confident hands. Kneeling on the floor and crawling towards my pussy, he stared wide eyed at my wetness, leaking and excited from what could happen. I was shaking in expectation, all images of Kakashi gone from my mind like magic.
“You’re beautifully shaved.” He mumbled and kissed my clitoris, which was high and pebble like with excitement. “I missed this so much.”
I gasped loudly, for Neji had ever done that to me before, only Kakashi last night. I thanked Neji for complimenting me, and cooed as his lips and tongue got to work on my pussy. He dipped his devilish tongue deep into my folds, swirling it around like a fan blade, withdrawing it and then running it up to my clit, of which he suck feverishly on until I moaned a little to loudly. For someone who’d never done it, he was skilled. Another lover, perhaps? I felt a twinge of jealousy. My head was swimming as I felt my orgasm building. It got higher and higher. I begged him not to stop, my mouth open and my thighs shaking around his head. His fingers stroked my legs and stomach, telling me through mouthfuls of cunt he wouldn’t stop for anything. All I could focus on was my orgasm. It was delicious and I longed for this new sensation to over take me.
“Neji! Oh god, I’m close.” I choked out feeling myself at the peak of my orgasm. The door suddenly creaked open, and me and Neji snapped our heads towards it. To my embarrassment and horror, Kakashi stood there, in silence, his book in hand and open at his reading spot. He didn’t look horrified surprisingly, just stunned at discovering us here, in my bedroom, having oral sex. His eye narrowed at Neji who had wet thick fluid around his mouth and dripping down his chin. He was gasping far air, as if he’d been underwater for a lifetime. He and Kakashi locked eyes and not once looked at me for several moments. Silence filled the room. Did Neji know it was Kakashi I was with? He must have now. I was slightly relieved that I wasn’t glared at improvingly by Kakashi, but couldn’t believe I’d betrayed my beautiful sensei like that in a matter of moments. I blushed and closed my robe, holding it together with one hand, feeling exposed. Sweat was all over my slender stomach and huge breasts. Kakashi lent against the doorway and watched me, gasping and shaking in my ecstasy that was dying very quickly with a spectator. He then looked back at Neji, who wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, still looking at Kakashi.
“Finish her orgasm. I’d do it myself but-” He tapped his mask and smirked. Neji didn’t need convincing; he was lapping me to my peak once more. Through my dazed state I heard Kakashi lock the door and walk somewhere around near Neji’s crouching form. I opened my eyes and through my gasping. I saw Kakashi looking down on me from behind Neji’s lapping head between my legs. His eyes fixed on mine, I couldn’t tell his expression. Was this punishment for being filthy or was he interested in watching what he wouldn’t do with Neji here?
I couldn’t tell and nor could I care, I just wanted to come and enjoy my orgasm. I reached it and grabbed Neji’s head, holding him to my drenched pussy as my fluids pumped out and hit his mouth. He moaned deep inside me and after I’d caught my breath I let go of his head. He’d drunk down my juices like they were some form of godly fluid. To him, they probably were. I panted and sat bolt upright, looking at Kakashi, my mouth open ready to explain.
“Close that mouth or I’ll put something in it.” Kakashi said calmly. I did so, and he grabbed me and pushed me back down, my back to my sofa.
“Sensei, I’m sorry forgive me.” I whispered. He was tugging at his fly; Neji was cleaning his face off on one of my towels, watching Kakashi from the corner of his eye.
“You’re forgiven, Chikatetsu.” He said instantly, and produced his cock from his fly. Again it was as perfect as I remembered it. He inserted it into my ready wet pussy and on his knees while I leaned on the sofa, he took me. Fast and rough, grunting with his thrusts. I made small whimpering sounds. My vocal approval wasn’t impressing Kakashi I guessed, as he stared to fuck me faster, until I screamed with agonising pleasure, to which he grinned. I think he was trying to make Neji jealous. He placed his hands on the backs of my thighs to keep my legs high and pussy accessible. His cock made sloshing noises as it pulled in and out of me. Neji looked down at me from the behind Kakashi, watching my face. He then straddled my slouched chest and the sound of purring metal came from in front of my face. Within seconds, another bare and vein layered cock was produced in my face.
As Kakashi rode me to his orgasm, grunting and moaning “oh yes”, I sucked Neji off with all my strength, and passion I could have mustered into a single blowjob. Neji fucked into my mouth with quick jolting movements of his hips. My tongue flicked and swivelled his full length and leathery head, coating it on my saliva and his precum. “Oh, Chikatetsu, that’s wonderful.”
Most people would have though I was being used but I knew that both these men had feelings for me beyond just sexual. I had no idea what I focus on- the cock in my mouth that I loving so much or the fucking cock that was stimulating me to orbit. Kakashi threw his head back and loudly moaned, and Neji cried out, grabbing my hair to keep me at his crotch. His black pubic hair made my nose tickle but I loved the salty taste of his cock in my mouth. Kakashi threw back open my robe I’d closed loosely and squeezed my breasts, expressing his pleasure so loudly I worried if someone heard us. “You have such a tight pussy, Chikatetsu. It’s gorgeous!”
“Thank you, sensei.” I gasped, as he delved in and out so fast I couldn’t catch my breath. My voice was muffled as cock filled it. Neji looked back over his shoulder at Kakashi through half closed eyes. He was close to his orgasm. “She’s very filthy.” He agreed. “You’re very lucky.” He choked, as I sucked harder and deeper on him with my black hole of a mouth. He pulled my hair as he came into my throat, gasping and complimenting on how good his orgasm was, my head buried into the sofa cushions.
I swallowed his seed down, it tasted bitter. He pulled his limping penis out of my mouth and slumped down on the sofa next to me, gasping for air. Kakashi came next, in my pussy, a few moments later. My vaginal muscles flexed on his twitching cock as his seed filled my cunt; I couldn’t help but cry out.
“That was amazing.” He groaned, and kissed my buzzing and sweaty clit before also sitting on the floor. I sat up, fluid leaking like a broken tap from my raw folds. I jumped up and cleaned off, and went to Kakashi and Neji with towels. We cleaned off, and dressed. Well, did. Sasuke and Kakashi just put their now limp penises back in their trousers and did their flies up. We sat me on the bed and them on the floor. There was silence, for none of us knew what to say. Neji broke the silence.
“You’re the one with Chikatetsu?” He eyed Kakashi across the room. There was envy in his voice as well as relief. Kakashi nodded, and beckoned me over. I went to him and straddled him in sitting position, snuggling into his neck. Neji watched his white eyes coy.
“At least she’s with someone I can trust if not me.” He complained half-heartedly, bringing his knees up to his chin and wrapping his arms around his shins.
I looked at Kakashi and kissed his cheek. He smiled and placed his hand on the back of my head, protectively. I wondered if I was just something to play with until the teaching was all finally over, I prayed not.
Neji got up and excused himself, leaving my flat with a slam of the door. I knew he knew he’d been defeated.
“Do you like him, Chikatetsu?” Kakashi asked.
“Like who?” I replied.
“Neji. After our little eloping session back there, I thought you would have preferred him. I’m that little bit older then you and-” I placed my finger on his lips and shushed him into silence. I leaned forwards from my straddle and kissed his forehead.
“Don’t you think I considered that factor? I’ve thought about you for ages, since I started this class, actually. You’re the only man I wanted and still want, for as long as I live. How old are you?” I smiled sweetly and after a pause, I think I’d encouraged him to believe in me.
“Twenty-eight, which is much older then you.” He blushed and adverted his eyes while he mumbled it. I laughed and cuddled into him.
“It’s only thirteen years older.” I said, like it wasn’t a big deal. In fact, it was the most unimportant thing to me in the world right now. I loved him, and that was my world.