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Chapter 51 by Yellowjack42 Yellowjack42

Introduceing the super sexy and single Mitrashi Anko

Snake Charmer

For a moment you are slightly stunned by the woman’s appearance and attire, her barely there fishnet top only just barely covered by a floor length tan trench coat while her rather skimpy skin tight skirt threatens to bear it all should she stretch the wrong way. However, given the recent events of your life thus far you can only sigh and shrug, “What the hell, why not? I’m alright, and how about you?”

The woman regards you with a mischievous and predatory eye before she smiles, standing up from her seat atop a small wooden bench beside the massive pile of Dango as she quietly nibbles on the end of the remaining stick of her latest snack, “I’d say I’m doing juuuust fine sexy…so when did you come into town hot stuff?”

Blinking a few times you raise an eyebrow, “Hm? What do you mean come into town?”

The woman gives you a confused look for a moment before quietly shrugging, instead returning her eyes to her rather lecherous and hungry gaze over your body, “Konohagakure big boy, you know, the village hidden in the leaves? When did you get in…and why wasn’t I informed that a tower of man meat like yourself showed up?”

The last part of her question is stated with more a whispering tone but you hear it loud and clear, your eyes rolling at the rather obvious lust and desire coming from the woman. However, not wishing to cause a fight or anything of the sort you decide to play along, your hands sliding into the pockets of your pants as you speak, “Not too long ago, probably an hour or two.”

“Really now?” the woman says with a wide grin, the light of the midday sun gleaming off a single sharp looking canine tooth, “Well let me introduce myself hot stuff, the names Anko Mitarashi, Snake mistress of Konoha.”

Giving Anko a small smirk you bow slightly, “John Doe at your service Anko-chan.”

Anko’s body shivers a bit and before you can even register her moving she vanishes, her entire body seeming to blink out of existence in a swirl of leaves before reappearing behind you with a blade to your throat, “Tisk, Tisk…calling a girl chan before you even know her? I’d castrate most men who did that John-kun~”

Instead of being worried you can feel how light Anko’s touch is on her blade, her hand only loosely holding the handle of her steel showing her lack of conviction to cause you any harm, “Then should I call you Anko-hime? You certainly look like a beautiful princess to me.”

Your words send another shiver through her body which causes Anko’s hand to jerk slightly, her blade slipping and lightly cutting the underside of your jaw and drawing a small line of blood to appear on your skin. With a low chuckle Anko leans into your body, her knife now held steadily at your throat as her surprisingly long tongue licks the blood from your cut with a slow and sensual lick, “Brave or stupid…I can’t decide which it is Johnny-kun~”

You grin a bit at you hear Anko’s voice fall into a lust purr, a deep throated moan accentuated the moment her tongue contacts your coppery blood, “Why can’t it be both…my lovely Anko-hime?”

Anko chuckles right back, her blade removing itself from your throat as she pulls away slightly, “Now I know…definitely stupid.” Before you can say a word or register what is going on you feel a pair of hands on your shoulders, your body spinning around before Anko grabs a tight fistful of your shirt collar, “Lucky for you, I like it.”

With a sharp pull you are roughly drawn into a deep and passionate kiss, Anko’s kiss nearly wiping every single thought from your mind save for the instinct to kiss her back, to show your strength and your primal fire in the vicious kiss. Deeper and deeper the kiss becomes, tongues twisting and twining with one another as hands grab and squeeze at each other’s bodies. More than one you can feel Anko’s hands on your ass, something that prompts you to return the favor and more, echoing moans rising from Anko’s mouth as she presses ever tighter to you, trying her best to feel your skin from beneath the several layers of clothes separating you.

With a sharp pop the kiss comes to an end, both of you panting for air as you give the purple haired seductress a roughish smile, “I like you too Anko-hime…”

Dimension Distortion

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