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Torn	By : AnuKat Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 4392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Many thanks for the wonderful reviews everyone! I know it's taken a while but I finally finished another chapter!

Now fire up yer dildo's. Chapter 8 us UP. ;)

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Her nails dug into the sheets as his mouth teased her; licked the outer labia, ignoring her inner folds his very touch drove her to the brink of insanity. She felt her nerves melt and her self control was slipping away every agonizing moment.

Her claws drew the sheets out from their pockets as she thrusted against his face in frustration, only for his strong hand to press down on wildly eager abdomen, suppressing her wanting movements once again. He lapped around her hole, cleaning the excess liquid that had been seeping out and swallowed it. He gently pinched her clitoris and rolled it between his fingers, while he simultaneously licked her.

Her want for him flew out of control,
“Oh, Sakiiiii”…
Hearing her cry his name sent him flying. He growled and rewarded her with lascivious strokes over her clit, his lips oscillated against her vulva; he could feel her fully swollen, baby-pea sized clit now completely out of its hood and it seemed to be reaching for his touch. His chin was completely covered in her wetness, her sweet odor mesmerized him as he savored her slippery, eager puss. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her moans grew louder, “Yes… Oh yeah… yeaaahhhh…. ooohh Saki… please, make me yours…”

His heart raced as he heard her last words, his tongue now lightly tickled her clit in tiny circles and laps which drove her over the edge, and then he took her clit between his lips and gently sucked it into his mouth. He withdrew, and quickly swirled the tip of his tongue on her vulva in two large circles, then sucked on her clit again. He gave only enough attention to her clit then withdrew and licked the vulva again. His tongue slowly slid up and down her slit, her clit so frustrated that the pressure built so much that her body finally released.

Her cries now desperate, as she climaxed she moaned helplessly, almost sadly, she felt as though he was consuming part of her, like the blissful release was feeding him some of her energy, if not her very soul. It felt beautiful; she writhed and moaned for a good 30 seconds, his tongue now coddled her clit, sticking to a continual rhythm, prolonging her orgasm, and eventually he slowed his pace down, her cries softened. She collapsed, dazed; her heart pounded furiously in her chest as she lay limply, her body took on a pink glow.

There was plenty of lubricant he finished lapping up, her clit was now very sensitive and when he brushed against it occasionally she twitched. Finally he raised himself up, licked his lips and wiped his chin with a satisfied smirk as he loomed over her limp body, her panting diminished as she almost felt like falling asleep. Her eyes closed, head tilted to the side like a rag doll.

He crawled up beside her, brushed her hair to the side and kissed her damp, blushing forehead.
Eventually she found herself less dizzy and began to feel more awake again. In fact, she almost felt rejuvenated. She noticed his pupils were extremely dilated and alert. He kissed her mouth, giving her a taste of herself. She turned to him, and pressed her body against his, reciprocating his kiss. Her hand caressed his chest, around to his back, igniting his passion. He took her hand, brought it between his legs offering himself to her. She took his manhood in her hand and stroked; he guided her down to his balls and helped her rub them. He let go for her to touch him freely, and then lifted her chin to meet his, kissed her face and her lips. His hips began to thrust as she gripped his shaft and fucked her hand vigorously. His breathing hastened, and suddenly she found him on top of her; his hands locked her down while his mouth pillaged hers, his cock nestled between her legs. She looked up at him almost shocked, yet she found it erotic; she realized he was more than ready and her eyes widened as she prepared herself for pain.

“Wait…” She broke the blissful silence with her imploration. He looked down at her, slightly aggravated.
“What is it…” he asked dangerously calmly, and noticed her face flushed intensely has she bit her lip. Her breathing hastened as she tried to speak.
“Can… can you…” she couldn’t form the words.
“Anything…” his mouth enveloped her ear as he whispered, “what is your desire…” his hot breath and lips sent delightful shivers down the side of her body to her groin. He waited for her to respond, her hands lightly traced his triceps as she tried to form the words. He realized she was embarrassed about something. He lifted his attention from her ear to look into her eyes. She returned his gaze, only to look away when she tried to speak again, and gulped as she beheld something in the corner. He followed her survey to the chair in the corner where he piled his armor and cloak just before following her into the shower earlier. He turned back to her; his black eyes studied her face quizzically. She couldn’t handle the scrutiny and bore her head into his chest.
“It’s absurd.” she muttered. He cupped her head in his hand and stroked her hair. “I can’t say it…” her arms tensed around his shoulders.
“Don’t be shy. Ask away.”
After a long pause, Anu took a breath and clenched her eyes shut.
“Could you please make love to me while wearing your cloak and shoulder blades.” she held her breath, her face hot with humiliation.

Shredder laughed wickedly.
“Exquisite.” He pulled himself off the bed and made his way to the chair. “You kinky little bitch. I knew we belonged together.” She watched as he swung his cloak over his head and adjusted the shoulder blades. He then turned to her, his eyes alit with furious desire coupled with a portentous smirk- an expression that terrified her, for not knowing what was swimming in his mind- what demonic thoughts possessed him now? There was no way she was going to ask, either. He slowly crawled from the end of the bed towards her, his expression remained even as he mounted her. He looked down at her, her countenance rather amused him. “Oh, calm down, you look like someone who is about to be shot.” He kissed her nose, she smiled and let out a little giggle. His kisses to her neck and cheek soothed her, his warmth and natural musk sublime, she brought her hands up to his chest and felt his hard pecs. He lifted himself a little higher to allow her more room to explore, watched her hands as they stroked his broad chest and abs.
“Beautiful…” she whispered.
“That’s for you.” he said softly, and maneuvered his body so his manhood rested between her legs. Her hands slinked up to his back, and the feel of his cloak that draped around them felt comforting. She drew him closer, and he carefully brought his chest down to her offering it to her, and so as not to cut her with his shoulder blades as he readied himself to make his way inside her. She kissed and stroked his smooth hard chest, causing Saki to flex most of his muscles on his torso and upper arms in pleasure. He pressed forward, and she tensed; suddenly her legs pushed out and she squawked,
“Wrong hole!!!”
He kissed her. “Ok, guide him in.” he lifted his body up, and she daintily reached down and found the head, caressed down to the shaft and guided the head to nestle in the outer folds of her vagina. She then brought her hand back up as she took a breath and limply prepared for pain.

The soft, large, mushroom shaped head slowly pressed into her, and she felt her lips envelop it, then seal around his sulcus. Her mouth quivered as she gasped shortly. He kissed her some more, his tongue played coy, persuading hers to come out and play. He opened his mouth wider, hers followed his lead and their tongues danced together vigorously. When he felt her grip on his head relax, he pushed in some more and felt her insides tighten, her hands quickly gripped his arms. She didn’t demonstrate any signs of being in much pain, although she took short, exasperated breaths as she felt him slowly fill her. His girth became wider the further he filled her and she bit her lip when finally he hit her cervix, and his cock was only a little over halfway inside her. “Tell me if I hurt you.” he said.

“It’s okay…” she nodded, trying not to get too exasperated. “it’s more pressure than pain.”
“Don’t worry, women adjust to accommodate their mate’s size. I’ll start slow.” He slowly glided back so his head was the only part inside again, paused, and slowly crept back in. He continued this as he felt her muscles soften, she could feel every pulsing vein, every detail of his cock in her lips as it thrusted slowly, his foreskin provided divine friction which she could feel at this almost excruciatingly slow pace. Her eyes closed as she relished every movement, every curve of his hulky shaft; the head curled up just enough to stroke her G spot, even though his size alone already did the trick, as it filled her inner walls up tight. Her hands stroked his smooth back, “Yes…” he whispered blissfully. “Touch my back.” her caresses were now more pre-determined, and his pace slowly accelerated from the excitement. Her first moan indicated she was enjoying it, and wasn’t experiencing pain. This encouraged him to try an even quicker pace, to which her moans became more frequent and intense. Her voice was music to his ears, pleasing her was inflating his ego. Her legs propped up higher and opened more, inviting more of him in. He began to hit her cervix and watched her to be sure she was enjoying it.

She bit her lip with a wince and a breath. He pulled back; she opened her eyes and saw he was looking her in the eyes. The look in his eyes was a mix of danger and adoration, the intensity made her feel beautiful. Vulnerable.

Saki sat up and curled his legs under her, pulled her closer by her bum, and continued thrusting softly as his eyes remained locked on hers. He looked massive and despotic in this position, yet it was strangely comforting. She looked at his shoulders and chest, his spiky armor emphasizing his exceptional physique, her fingers stroked her abdomen while his explored her thighs, she would close her eyes and still feel his eyes burning, and when she opened them, sure enough they were still possessively consuming her. Her hands came up and stroked her breasts, and he gently massaged her ass. His eyes drifted to between her legs where he could watch himself partly disappear inside her, then reappear, disappear, reappear... It was all he could do to keep himself from fucking her as fast and hard as he could, it was almost agonizing, yet he didn’t want to hurt her. His temptation to be rough almost took him over when suddenly she took one hand and stimulated herself. This was a titillating distraction for Saki to observe her finger rolling her clitoris around and softly stroking it. It surprised him even more so when her other hand took his and brought it up to her face, she licked his middle finger and then put it inside her mouth, sucked and licked it while looking back at him; his eyes softened as he watched her delicately yet hungrily suck his finger. He gently thrusted his finger to match his pelvic thrusting; she moaned submissively, sending vibrations from his finger up his arm to his chest, producing goose bumps. She trailed her fingers up his arm to his back and pulled him to her to kiss his chest. He hovered, supported himself with his arms, flexing as her mouth found his nipple and intently kissed it. Her tongue licked around it, her right hand traced the other breast, his thrusting ceased as he reveled in her touch. Anu groaned with her mouth full and thrusted her hips up, drawing her legs around his waist and pulling him inside her. This pleased him, and he allowed it for a short while, then pulled away so only his glans was inside her. He protractedly pumped this in and out of her lips, provoking her; she enjoyed this yet wanted more of him inside her. He would not let her have it, no matter how tempting it was, for her precious pleading gratified him. She tried to pull him in again, but this time he grabbed her legs and pushed them out to the side to demonstrate that he was in control, and with scolding eyes, grunted at her contemptuously.

As punishment, slowed his pace. She whipped her head to the side, her eyes like saucers, sobbed to herself as her ego deflated. He took his head out and rubbed his shaft on her vulva, and then nestled it back in, then out, rubbed again, her head jerked back and forth, her chest heaved as despair took her over. She mewled, hoping for him to give in, yet this only made him slow his pace even more as he cruelly bent her legs further to her sides. She finally surrendered, went limp and sadly gazed to the pillow next to her in silent lamentation. He waited several moments, his frenulum barely touching her vulva, he looked down at her pussy and noticed the lips move like blooming flower pedals. He eased his grip on her legs and caressed her inner thighs, took his penis in one hand and rubbed the tip of his head over her opening, up and down her labia minora; she wanted to cry out how wonderful it felt but was too afraid he’d stop. He knew this, and relished it. Her clit pulsed in despair, and finally he pushed his head back inside her, where she let out an uncontrolled moan. He pressed in and out of her again, her pussy not quite quenched, but she let out a great cry of satisfaction. He allowed this, and thrusted to appease her. She began to wail seductively, being careful not to move, as much as it killed her not to.

He finally subdued her with his kiss, her voice now muffled and quickly her voice went from desperate caterwauling to soft moans; his cock slipped further inside her, a reward for her compliance. His shallow thrusts hastened, her breath and moans seemed to be controlled by his pumping and her grip on his cock tightened as if not to let it go, he permitted her to drape her legs around his, caressing them complacently. Slowly her legs and abdomen stiffened, her appreciative moans entranced him and he kept his peaceful pace perfectly, he could feel her pressing down and finally her voice erupted as her pussy ejaculated. She was unfamiliar with this and thought she was peeing all over, yet she couldn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop, it felt too wonderful to let go, and as she succumbed to her volition, despite her embarrassment she continued to press down and allowed herself to spray, she could feel the hot liquid flush out in violent spurts, which drenched the sheets and their thighs.

Her body fell limp, her face flushed. She looked up at him in mortification, hoping for him to not be disgusted. She was surprised that he looked rather satisfied. She then wondered if he was unaware of her mistake.
“I… I’m sorry… I couldn’t help it,” she breathed.
“Don’t worry that’s not urine.” he smirked. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
“I felt it… it came out from my-” he shut her up with his kiss, then pulled away.
“I know where it came from. That’s female ejaculate; you women think you know everything… now just shut the hell up.” he said calmly, and proceeded to thrust.

It was his turn.
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