Ika and Anon's First Time

“One more try, Anon. Come on!”
“Shinobi… Ten-shin!” You can feel the surge of chi rushing through your body, your chakras fired into overdrive by sheer force of will. In theory, it should be easier for you than any of the girls, as men have slightly more yang than yin, but as always, all you get is a blinding pain behind your eyes and a burning sensation in your muscles that causes you to pull your arm in from where it’s outstretched in front of you, clutching your scroll. Your stance disrupted, the flow of chi fades and the pain subsides just as quickly.

Ikaruga sighs and shakes her head. “That was a good try, Anon, but not quite there. Once more! I know you can do it!” She cheers you on in her own serious way, standing with her arms folded under her heaving bust. She transformed before you, to show off how it’s done properly, but if anything, that’s just damaging your concentration more!
You reach out your right arm again, left fist under your forearm, near to the elbow. Your scroll, hand-written with painstaking care, is held by your right thumb, ring and pinkie fingers, while your index and middle fingers are held upright. It took a lot of work just to find the stance that worked with your chi paths. You were never meant to be a ninja, but after all the effort that’s been put into you, to fail now…

You can’t deny how effective Ikaruga’s training has been. You can hit a target the size of your hand with a shuriken at ten paces, four out of five times; you can run almost flat-out for five miles and be only slightly short of breath; and in the few regular classes you still attend, your physique has attracted looks of mixed admiration and envy. Eight long, gruelling months of waking up before dawn to train; of undergoing trials both physical and spiritual that you were almost certain were going to kill you (especially when Kiriya-sensei checked in); of getting the snot beaten out of you be HIBARI-CHAN whenever you spar; of enduring it all, just to be with the girl you love literally more than life itself… And you’re still stumbling at the last hurdle.

“Shinobi ten-shin!” Yagyuu-chan has drilled you in ninpo; Asuka-san has helped your fitness and to keep your spirits up; Katsunee has surprisingly taught you stealth techniques (mostly by the pair of you peeping at the others whenever you get the chance. The punishments haven’t been… TOO terrible); Hibari-chan has sparred with you (taking a little too much delight in having someone ‘her own level’ to train with); and your beautiful,ever-attentive Ikaruga has taught you combat techniques, ninja tools, strategy and everything everyone else had skipped. Your body and spirit are almost there, so very nearly a ninja…

The scroll clatters to the floor with a wooden ‘clunk’ as you slump to your knees.
“I saw it!” Ikaruga exclaims, kneeling in front of you and taking your hands, stars in her clear blue eyes. “Just for an instant, I saw your shozoku! I knew you could do it!”
“Yaaay…” you groan. It was a start, but you needed to be able to hold onto it. An outfit that was there for all of a second was worthless in combat. That doesn’t matter though, as you can feel something impossibly soft envelop your head. Ikaruga hugs you to her ample chest, cradling you as life and energy returns. A shinobi’s transformation isn’t especially draining in itself, otherwise it would be almost useless; but the strain of pushing your body past its limits always leaves you in this state, at least until you have a chance to re-charge, just as Ikaruga is letting you do now.

Sure, you could just rest, or take a bath, or eat, but you both enjoy the direct resonance Ikaruga can set up between you. Hanzo-sama told you once, that a ninja pair like you has great potential, as your stamina is effectively doubled, if you have just a few moments of closeness. Of course, you and Ikaruga prefer a few MINUTES, but the great ninja doesn’t seem eager to correct you. Ikaruga pulls you a little closer, the soft, stiff fabric of her jacket pressing against your cheeks. You rest your hands on her thighs, tight pantyhose covering silky skin and firm muscle and you can hear her gasp softly, feeling her smile as you slide your hand slowly higher…

Ikaruga’s never been particularly shy about her body around you… You suppose Katsuragi (may blessings never cease to pour upon her) has somewhat deteriorated your girlfriend’s sense of prudishness. All the same, in eight months, you’ve only directly touched her skin a total of three times, outside of kisses and holding hands. Somehow, there’s never been a truly perfect time. Both of you are new to the idea of having a significant other and you suspect the idea might actually scare Ikaruga a little. It certainly has given you pause every so often, usually when her cheeks are flushed, her bouncing chest heaving for breath and her legs are oh-so-slightly parted… The sheer force of need and desire that thuds through you like your pulse honestly makes you afraid of what you might do if you lose control.

Ikaruga’s strong hands, still soft despite her swordsmanship, gently clasp your cheeks and turn your face towards hers, as she leans down. Delicate, peach-coloured lips touch yours and the pair of you lean into a long and loving kiss. Her arms and body look so slender, but they hide a thrilling strength that sends a shiver through you and is returned by your lover, as her tongue timidly slips into your mouth, meeting yours. They rub along one another and you feel a subtle shift in her attitude. Something is new, something you’ve not felt in Ikaruga before, but which has your heart beating loudly. Her lips pull carefully away from yours and Ikaruga looks into your eyes, her own seeming as beautiful as the horizon where sea meets sky.

“I need you.” She breathes it in a whisper. Despite how quiet it is, the word is like she had just run an elegant finger down your spine. If it’s a big deal for a girl to say ‘I love you’, then to say THAT-! “I need you, Anon.” Your arm reaches behind her and pull her close reflexively, your body responding before your brain has caught up. The quiet moan she makes as you do so leaves you breathless, as does the feeling of her cheek nuzzling against yours. “Anon, I… I’m sorry. I can’t stop myself… I don’t want to wait any longer.” Her lips find yours again, kissing you passionately, her tongue intruding on your mouth with an eagerness you’ve never felt before! You feel her hook one long, sexy leg behind your hips and pull you down, on top of her. You lie there for a moment, on the tatami floor of the Academy’s break room. It’s late at night and no-one is likely to disturb you, but…

“Ikaruga- Wait, w-we can’t…” You gasp out, causing her amorous kisses to stop for a moment.
“Sorry,” she mutters, blushes a gorgeous shade of deep pink. “I’ve waited so long. I don’t want to hurt you, so I thought-“
“Wait, hurt me?” you blink, perplexed, “But… I was afraid of hurting you?”
Now it’s Ikaruga’s turn to look confused. “Me? But-“ She suddenly laughs and throws her arms around you, hugging you tight. “That’s exactly why I love you, Anon. You’re always so… So gallant-!” She pulls back and smiles, her beautiful face captivating every instant of your attention. “I’m an elite ninja, Anon. The chance of you hurting me…” Suddenly you remember who you’re lying with. In your mind, you’ve always seen Ikaruga as just a girl; her ninja abilities and strength never really registered to you. Of course, she wasn’t scared of what YOU might do if you lost control; she was scared of HERSELF, just like you were! You can’t help but join in her laughter at the absurdity of your concerns.
“Ikaruga…” you manage, just after kissing her once more, “I know exactly how you’ve been feeling, believe me. And you know something? I trust you. I’m not afraid of you and I never will be. I love you, Ikaruga. I need you too.”

Your lover makes a sound halfway between a moan and a contented hum, pulling you  and your lips back down. It doesn’t take either of you long to regain the mood and Ikaruga soon tugs at your shirt, groaning in inarticulate want. Your own hands aren’t idle either, stroking up her sides and over her supple, heaving chest, to where you slowly start to un-fasten her jacket. Little by little, the crisp whiteness opens, revealing her neat black shirt beneath. Soon, that too lays un-fastened, displaying a black bra so racy, it makes your face burn to look at.
“I… My shozoku changed a-after we started going out…” Ikaruga timidly explains, “I-it reflects our inner ideals and psyche. It used to be plainer, but…” You silence her with another kiss, your fingers tracing over the hem where lace meets skin and eliciting the kind of drawn-out moan of need that Katsuragi wishes she could get from her vic- friends. “Pleeease..!” Ika sighs, the buttons on your shirt snapping away as she tugs it fiercely open. “Touch me moooorrre..!”

With her clothes lying beneath her like a blanket, you reach to un-hook Ikaruga’s bra, only for her to whisper in your ear breathlessly, “I can fix it later. Please..! Don’t waste time-!” You seize offending article and with a brief wrench, tear it apart. Fabric and catches snap and tear, as Ikaruga jolts under you, uttering a gasp of delight and shaking in such a way that you realise she might have cum just a little from your display of lust. Ikaruga bites her lip as you reach for her chest and then lets out a moan of raw desire so loud she covers her mouth, afraid of being overheard, as your fingertips and then your palms make contact with her skin. Her chest is so soft and warm, so bouncy and pliable..! Her nipples are as hard as small rocks, rubbing against your hands and she’s so sensitive-! Every little movement brings with it a fresh moan and a new squirm of her lithe body, until she locks eyes with you, licks her lips and reaches for your pants.

You’re not sure what it is about the training, but every shinobi girl you’ve met is attractive. Even that Mirai girl has a cuteness about her. You’re not sure if your own training has helped in that regard, but it certainly hasn’t hurt. As Ikaruga un-buckles your belt and lowers your pants and underwear however, her hands touch your hard, hanging cock and her eyes widen. Maybe it has helped after all… She opens her lips and moans long and lustfully as her fingers curl around your shaft and stroke it down and up. “Please, Anon… I want you.” Her legs open as you tear a hole in her pantyhose, exposing her soaking, black panties. She’s definitely cum already. As your fingers move her underwear aside, she sighs in bliss, licking her lips again and holding her breath as you position yourself. She mouths the words, “I love you,” just before you enter.

There’s a slight resistance as you push in. Even wet as she is, Ikaruga’s nethers are so tight! She winces slightly, giving a soft whimper of pain as you take her virginity, but before you can ask if she’s alright, she kisses you with an earnest moan of enthusiasm. From there, you push all the way in to your hilt, her insides feeling like a velvet glove wrapped around you. You lose track of time, as the song-like notes of her moans and cries urge you to thrust into her, ever harder and faster, over and over, until her body shakes and her back arches with every motion! Her muscles clamp and pull at you as she cums and for a brief moment, you’re horrified that you haven’t used protection, before one of Katsuragi’s offhand comments about ‘ninja contraception’ wipes concern from your mind. Without warning, as you pounded through her first, Ikaruga has a second, moaning, bucking, wide-eyed orgasm, joined by yours, your hot seed filling her insides as you groan in long-awaited relief.

As you gasp for breath and lose track of where you are, you feel yourself being rolled over onto the softness of Ikaruga’s discarded clothes. You open your eyes to see her stripping off the last of her attire, sitting in your lap, naked and heart-stoppingly sexy. “Mmmmh~ My turn now, Anon,” she purrs. “You just lie back and let me make you feel good…” Her hands rest lightly on your chest as her slick nethers grind along your manhood. She slowly worms her way down, finding it only half-erect after the force of your orgasm and licks her lips, tutting. Suddenly, you’re convinced you’ve died and gone to heaven, as Ikaruga clasps her soft, sensitive breasts in her palms and wraps them around your swiftly re-stiffening dick. Seemingly acting on sex-driven instinct alone, she pushes them back and forth against your groin, then up and down, bringing your shaft up to its full size. Then, with you watching, she wraps her flawless lips around your tip and flattening her chest against you, lowers her head as far as she can go.

Ikaruga can’t quite fit all of you in, but the lewd slurping sounds she makes and the feeling of her tongue writing over your privates almost has you cum there and then! Sensing she’s maybe a little too stimulating, Ikaruga sloooowly pulls her head back, only to swiftly push down again and pull back up, before returning to rubbing your engorged member in her valley of cleavage, tiny, glittering beads of sweat running down and mingling with your clear, oozing precum. Her eyes half-close as she grasps your prick and teases its sensitive head against her hard, perky nipple, rubbing back and forth before she stares down at you, panting. Without a word, she raises herself up and presses her lower lips against you.

She pushes down all at once, throwing her head back and moaning as the act of penetration pushes her lewd body over the edge. Her hands grip at your shoulders now, as she pants, lifting her body up and down, her hips swaying and circling with your dick inside her. Your mixed moans fill the break room as she breathlessly rides your dick faster and faster, seemingly on the edge of one long, indescribable orgasm! The sight of her lustful body bouncing on your cock, coupled with the sound of her cries is too much for you. With a yell, you flood inside her again and she leans forward, her heavenly breasts swaying inches from your mouth. At once, you lean up and clasp her waiting nipple between your lips, prompting a high-pitched cry from Ikaruga, as she cums hard enough to spray onto your lap!

At last, spent and exhausted, she lays on top of you, your slowly-softening mast still inside her, while she makes half-moaning, half-purring noises of contentment in your arms. You reach up and run a hand through the long, silken darkness of her hair, love suffusing you as you cuddle together. A subtle movement catches your eye and you glance to one side to see the blonde-near-naked figure of Katsuragi peeping in through a crack in the screen door. She’s waving to you and seeing your eyes widen, she silently giggles and pokes her tongue out, giving you a thumbs-up. With a wink and a blown kiss, she vanishes, leaving you to wonder, partly in dread, what she has in store for you and your beloved princess…