That wasn't the end.
Ino stood up straight, cum still glistening in thick, warm streaks across her flushed cheeks, dripping slowly down her chin and onto the soft swell of her breasts.
She didn't wipe it away with her hand—instead she dragged two fingers through the mess on her face, collecting the sticky release, then brought those fingers to her lips.
She licked them clean in slow, deliberate strokes—tongue sliding sensually over her digits, eyes locked on Naruto's the entire time, moaning softly at the taste as if savoring every drop.
The sight was pure, shameless arousal—her lashes fluttering, lips parted, cheeks hollowing slightly as she sucked her fingers clean.
Naruto's cock twitched hard at the display, already half-hard again despite just finishing. His breathing turned heavier, eyes darkening as he watched her.
'Fuck… she's unreal.'
He stepped forward fast—hands gripping her waist—and spun her around, bending her over the workbench in one smooth motion.
Ino gasped softly as her palms slapped down on the wood, breasts pressing flat against the cool surface, nipples dragging against scattered petals and ribbon scraps.
Naruto yanked her shorts down in one rough tug—denim scraping over her hips and thighs—revealing the soaked cotton of her panties clinging desperately to her folds.
A large, dark damp spot bloomed across the crotch, fabric translucent and molded to her swollen lips.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband and peeled them down slowly—teasing—watching the way the soaked material clung to her before finally peeling away with a wet *schlick*.
Ino lifted one foot, then the other, kicking the panties aside impatiently. Now fully naked—back arched, ass presented high, thighs trembling slightly—she bent over even further, spreading her legs wider and reaching back with both hands to pull her cheeks apart in blatant invitation.
Her pussy glistened in the low light—swollen, pink, dripping down her inner thighs in thin, shiny trails. The sight made Naruto's mouth water.
"Put it in, babe," she purred, voice drunk with lust, thick and seductive, hips swaying just enough to make her ass jiggle enticingly.
Naruto couldn't resist.
'She's so freaky,' he thought, arousal spiking sharp and hot at the sight of her willingness, her enthusiasm, the way she offered herself without a shred of shame.
The thrill of their shared desire filled the air—igniting a fire between them that burned hotter with every passing second.
He gripped his throbbing cock—still slick from her mouth—and lined himself up. The fat head nudged her entrance, parting her soaked folds with a wet *schlick*.
Ino whimpered—high and needy—pushing back against him impatiently.
He held her waist with both hands—fingers digging into soft flesh—and pulled his hips back slightly before thrusting forward in one long, deliberate slide.
Her walls parted around him—hot, slick, gripping him like a vice. She was so wet he sank in to the hilt with almost no resistance, balls pressing flush against her clit.
"Yess!!"
Ino's cry was sharp and broken—back bowing, head dropping forward, blonde hair spilling across the workbench as her fingers scrabbled for purchase against the wood.
Her pussy fluttered wildly around him, clenching and rippling as she adjusted to his thickness filling her completely.
Naruto groaned—deep, guttural—hips flush against her ass, savoring the way she squeezed him like she never wanted to let go.
"Fuck… so tight," he rasped, voice strained, thumbs digging into the soft flesh of her hips.
[A/N: SHE PLAY WITH DILDOS. BTW]
He watched as her ass cheeks rippled like water from his body slamming into them—soft, plush flesh jiggling with every deep, forceful thrust, the impact sending visible waves across her skin in hypnotic motion.
Naruto gripped her waist tightly, fingers digging into the soft curves of her hips, holding her steady as he moved slowly, deliberately fucking her with a stable, controlled pace so he wouldn't make her cum too fast like before.
Each slow withdrawal dragged his thick shaft almost all the way out—leaving just the head nestled inside her clenching heat—before he rolled his hips forward again, burying himself to the hilt with a wet, satisfying *schlick*.
"Harder!" Ino screamed loudly, voice raw and desperate, body trembling with need.
Naruto didn't follow her request—he wanted to fuck her at *his* pace.
He kept the rhythm steady, deep, teasing, making her feel every inch, every ridge, every slow grind against her most sensitive spots.
Ino whimpered in frustration—then started moving her hips on her own, pushing back against him greedily, rolling her ass in needy circles to chase more friction.
She rode his cock desperately, walls fluttering around him, slick sounds growing louder with every backward grind.
Naruto laughed low inside his chest—dark, amused.
He removed his hands from her waist and slid them up to the back of her neck, fingers tangling firmly in her blonde hair.
With a smooth shift, he rose from his knees and braced himself in a plank position over her—arms locked, core tight, hips still buried deep. Then he began to pound her hard.
*Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!*
His hips snapped forward in powerful, relentless strokes—each one driving him balls-deep, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the small room like rhythmic thunder.
Ino's cries turned sharp and broken—high-pitched, needy, echoing off the walls.
"Yesss—that's what I want!!"
He fucked her from behind with maximum efficiency—hips pistoning, cock dragging against every sensitive ridge inside her.
Her ass cheeks received the clapping of the century—rippling in the most magical way possible, flesh bouncing and jiggling wildly with every brutal thrust, the motion hypnotic and obscene.
It didn't take long for her to shatter again. Her pussy clamped down like a vice—spasming hard around his cock—back arching violently as a stream of clear juices gushed out around him, soaking his shaft and dripping down her thighs in hot rivulets.
Naruto pulled out slowly—watching the thick, creamy mix of her release coat his length—then plunged back in without mercy, fucking her through the aftershocks while she sobbed with pleasure.
Ino was a mess—face flushed and tear-streaked, slightly puffed from the excessive crying, not from pain but from overwhelming, mind-melting ecstasy.
Drool slipped from the corner of her mouth; her eyes were glassy, unfocused, lost in bliss.
'This is the best,' she thought, body trembling uncontrollably.
Naruto was already thinking ahead—planning how he'd move her into another position as soon as she came again.
The second her walls fluttered with a fresh wave, he raised her by the wrists—pulling her upright so they were both standing.
He spun her around, pushed her forward against the nearest wall (the rough texture pressing into her breasts and stomach), and hooked one of her legs over his arm, spreading her wide open.
He thrust back in—harder than before—facing each other now, eyes locked. The new angle let him drive even deeper, hitting spots that made her eyes roll back and her mouth fall open in a silent scream.
Her cheeks clapped rhythmically—*Pa*Pa*Pa*Pa*Pa*—loud, wet smacks echoing through the room like a primal drumbeat.
"Fuck me hard, Naru!!" Ino cried, voice hoarse and pleading.
Naruto was already fucking her hard—but if she wanted more, he'd give it.
He turned her around fully—lifting her leg high, hooking it over his shoulder so her pussy opened completely for him. The position gave him maximum access—every thrust now slamming against her g-spot with brutal precision.
They faced each other—eyes locked, breaths mingling, lust pouring off both of them in waves as they indulged in the raw, animal pleasure they gave each other.
' 'Man, this is fun,' Naruto thought, hips never slowing.
Her walls fluttered again—another orgasm building fast—body trembling, nails raking down his back as she clung to him like he was the only thing keeping her grounded.
He didn't let up—driving into her with everything he had, chasing both their peaks in the heat of the moment.
Naruto kept her leg hooked high over his shoulder, thigh trembling against his chest as he drove into her with deep, punishing strokes.
Her slick pussy swallowing him to the hilt every time, walls fluttering and clenching around his thick length like she was trying to pull him in deeper.
Each thrust slammed against her g-spot with brutal precision, the wet *schlick-schlick* of their bodies colliding filling the small room, punctuated by the sharp slap of his balls against her ass.
Ino's head tipped back against the wall, blonde hair sticking to her sweat-damp neck, mouth open in a continuous stream of broken moans and gasps.
Her nails raked down his back again, leaving fresh red trails across his skin. Her breasts bounced with every impact, nipples hard and flushed, brushing against his chest in delicious friction.
"Fuck—Naruto—right there—don't stop—" she panted, voice cracking, thighs shaking violently around him.
He didn't stop. Couldn't. The sight of her—face wrecked with pleasure, lips swollen, eyes glassy and half-lidded—pushed him harder.
He leaned in, forehead pressing to hers, breaths mingling in hot, ragged pants as their eyes locked. Lust poured between them in thick waves, raw and animal, every thrust a silent claim.
"Feel that?" he growled against her mouth, hips grinding deep, rolling slow for a second to drag every inch along her sensitive walls.
Ino whimpered—high and needy—nails digging in harder, hips bucking to meet him.
"Yes—yes—god, so deep—gonna cum again—!"
Her walls fluttered wildly, fluttering around his cock like a heartbeat gone frantic.
Naruto felt it—the tight, rhythmic squeeze, the fresh rush of wetness coating him—and it snapped something inside him.
He picked up the pace—faster, harder—hips snapping forward in relentless rhythm, cock slamming into her over and over, the wet.
*pa-pa-pa-pa*
Of flesh on flesh echoing louder, faster. Her leg over his shoulder trembled uncontrollably; her whole body shook, back arching off the wall, breasts bouncing wildly.
"Naruto—fuck—I'm—!"
"Do it!," he rasped, voice low and wrecked, hips stuttering as his own release built like a storm.
She shattered.
Her pussy clamped down like a vice—spasming hard, gushing hot and wet around him in rhythmic pulses that soaked his shaft and dripped down his balls.
Ino's cry tore from her throat—sharp, broken, echoing off the walls—body convulsing, thighs clamping tight around his waist as wave after wave crashed through her.
Her nails bit deep into his back again; her walls fluttered and squeezed him mercilessly, dragging him right to the edge.
Naruto groaned—deep, primal—hips slamming forward one final time as he buried himself to the hilt.
His cock throbbed hard inside her, swelling impossibly thicker as he came.
"Fuck—Ino—"
He spilled deep—thick, hot ropes flooding her walls, pulse after heavy pulse filling her completely until it leaked out around his shaft in creamy white trails.
His hips jerked with every spurt, grinding slow circles against her to milk every last drop, the euphoric rush crashing through him in blinding waves.
His vision whited out for a heartbeat—pleasure so intense it bordered on pain—every muscle locking, breath punched out of his lungs in a ragged groan.
They stayed locked together—bodies trembling, slick with sweat and release—foreheads pressed, breaths mingling in harsh pants.
Ino's walls fluttered weakly around him, aftershocks still rippling through her as she clung to him like he was the only thing keeping her upright.
Naruto exhaled shakily against her mouth, pressing one last soft kiss to her swollen lips.
"Fuck…that felt great" he breathed, voice wrecked.
Ino laughed—soft, breathless, still trembling.
"It really did"
They stayed like that—tangled, spent, hearts hammering in sync—until the world slowly crept back in.
The war could wait a little longer.
TO BE CONTINUED
[A/N: yeah im done with Ino's scene. Sure they'll bang again, but it might just be a fade to black scene. Hinata next!"]