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The Kunoichi's Trial	By : Jayrich Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 4909 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The Kunoichi’s Trial

“The calculations should match up…”
Donatello told himself that as he stared at the chemicals he just mixed together in the vials in front of him. For the last four hours he isolated himself from his brothers, determined to find the correct mixture of chemicals to cure the mutagen menace that has plagued the life of him and his friends. But he currently found himself in front of a mental roadblock as his works have all led him to a dead end.
“I’ve gone over this countless times.” He said to himself. “It all should add up, the solution should be here, so why can’t I find it!?”
He slammed his fist on the table in frustration, before noticing the time on the wall in his makeshift lab; 4am. The last few days were hectic for the team, and tonight’s patrol being uneventful was considered a blessing for them. Leonardo, Rafael & Michelangelo were all in their rooms, knocked out from exhaustion. Don would’ve joined them if not for his restless mind wanting to find the cure.
“Gotta remember to keep it down.” He told himself. “Last thing I want is Raph waking up all cranky again. I should focus back on—!”
“Ahh…”
That sound stopped Donatello dead in his tracks. It was immediately identifiable and could be heard by him even in the midst of an argument between Leo & Raph…it was April. Curiosity overwhelming him, he peered his head out of his lab and scanned the main area of the Lair. A moment later, he would find his female friend on the couch, in front of the TV; moans emanating from her as a rerun of Super Robot Mecha Force Five played on. Using his ninjutsu training, he left his lab and stealthily approached the couch. Slowly he crept closer and closer, inquisitive about what April could be doing…until he got his answer.
There was his crush, spread eagle on the couch in his Lair, two fingers deep in her own pussy. Her jean shorts were on the floor in front of her as her leggings were rolled down to her knees. Her shirt was also lifted above her chest, showcasing her perky breasts as she fondled them with her free hand. Her eyes were closed as her was completely lost in the moment, oblivious to all around her.
Donnie was in awe at the sight. Doing the calculations this was a 1 in 63,489,000 moment. Things like this never occurred for real, only in the erotic films Mikey & Raph watched when they bribed him to pipe in cable premium channels. It was a sight that he could watch forever…unfortunately it wouldn’t last that long as Don also became oblivious to his surroundings, and knocked over a soda can.
The sound caused April’s eyes to shoot open as she grabbed her Tessen and flung it with force, nailing Donatello in the forehead. He stumbled back, but regained his balance as April jumped to her feet, recognizing him.
“Donnie!?” She whispered loudly. “What are you doing!?”
“Me!? What are YOU doing!?” He whispered back. “I mean, That? Here!? In the Lair!?”
“Well if you wouldn’t have been so nosey…” She countered. “Listening in on everything!”
“It’s called being a Ninja!” Don retaliated. “It’s in my training to here…random…moans of passion.”
April sighed. “I know, I know. I just…with everything going on, I get so pent up that I…I just need a release; as wrong as it sounds.”
“It…doesn’t sound wrong.” Don debated. “And to be honest I can be to blame, too. If I wasn’t working in my lab I probably wouldn’t have heard you.”
“Yeah, I thought you all were asleep.” She said. “I was trying to be as quiet as possible.”
Donnie chuckled. “Yeah, looks like you could use some more training in that department.”
That comment put an annoyed look on April’s face. “Wait, what? I think I’m pretty great at stealth.”
“No, no, no, no, you’re good!” He told her, backtracking. “It’s just that…it takes time to hone the stealth arts…and you’re not quite there yet. Making great progress, though.”
“Are you kidding me!?” She argued. “I can be as quiet as a field mouse. I could…do…what you just saw without anyone of you knowing about it.”
“Oh, yeah? Show me.” As soon as those words left Donatello’s lips, he started mentally kicking himself. Whether it was arrogance, curiosity or just plain lust that contributed to it, he knew it was exactly the wrong thing to say…at least until he heard her reply.
“Fine.”
Donnie’s jaw almost dropped to the floor. He couldn’t believe he actually said those words without consequence, and he was dumbfounded that she actually agreed. Sitting back down on the couch, she took a deep breath and exhaled before spreading her legs like before; much to Donnie’s astonishment.
“I can finish, and I won’t make a peep.” She told him.
“Alright, fine.” He agreed, sitting down next to her. “But I’m staying here, that way you’ll have an alibi for when you fail.”
April narrowed her eyes. “I. Don’t. Fail.”
Fill with determination to disprove her reptile friend, she leaned back and began rubbing her pussy lips, slowly working up her arousal again. Her middle and ring fingers worked slow circles over her snatch as she began to caress her breast like before. Focusing on the action on-screen, she let herself fantasize different scenarios, helping to up her mood even further. Her breath became more audible as Donnie could her slight gasps and pants, but nothing loud enough to draw attention from across the room, much less their entire lair. What did draw attention, however, was Donatello’s manhood, which emerged from him and began to harden from watching her. His mouth hung open in awe as she lovingly attended to herself, yet remained almost completely silent. Her work even caused him to let out an audible yet inexplicable sound of approval.
April smirked as the sound crossed her ears. “Now who can’t be the quiet—Whoa!”
It was then that her eyes crossed the massive creature between Donatello’s legs. She never imagined what a turtle penis looked like, but knew that couldn’t be human. Needless to say she was shocked to see Donnie’s did look human, though she attributed it to his mutation.
Donnie looked down, finally noticing his emerging erection. “I, uh…I…that is to say…”
“You talk about me not being stealthy, that thing can poke through walls.” She said.
“I was just…caught off guard, that’s all.” He disputed. “In a true life or death situation, a Ninja would be able to completed ignore any form of distraction and remain perfectly silent.
“Fine.”
There was that word again. Don wasn’t prepared for what occurred afterwards the first time it was spoken, and the same could be said now as April shuffled over to him, and climbed onto his lap. Donatello was about to lose his mind over this sudden development.
“If that’s true, then as a Kunoichi, it applies to me as well.” She told him.
“April…what are you doing!?” He asked, trying his best to keep his voice at a whisper.
“Turning this into a contest.” She answered. “Since you’re such an ‘experienced’ Ninja, me being right here shouldn’t bother you at all!”
She intensified the moment by slowly grinding herself against Donnie’s rod. “And from the feel of this, I’d say you’re plenty distracted.”
Though the moment was beyond pleasurable for the intellectual turtle, it was also annoying to hear April gloating while having the upper hand. And something he wasn’t about to stand for. “OK, then how about this!?”
Suddenly, April felt her breasts grabbed from behind by Donnie, and groped lovingly. That, along with her pussy lips against his hardening cock nearly brought out a pleasurable cry from the feisty redhead. But she bit her bottom lip and covered her mouth, effectively muffling the sound, but not enough for Don not to hear.
“Now who’s distracted?” He asked smugly.
“I…I am…” She answered, her voice trembling. “So good…”
“Yes…it is quite…pleasurable…” Donnie agreed.
“I don’t think I can take anymore.” She confessed. “Donnie, put it in!”
That statement nearly stopped the Turtle’s heart. “Wait…you mean, into you vagina?”
“No, not there.” She said, repositioning herself. “I may be half-Kraang, but I’m not quite ready for hybrid babies yet…or ever.”
Donatello couldn’t argue with that logic. “True, who’s to say what percentage the child would have of which species he or she could inevitably—!”
“Just stick it in my ass, Donnie!”
Hearing that demand, Don ceased his thought process and followed her orders. Her pussy juices worked wonderfully to make his cock slick enough for entry as he poked the head to her asshole, and slowly pushed forward. April gritted her teeth at first, feeling the girth of Donnie’s size enter through her backdoor. But as he slowly pushed in further, the discomfort faded and was replaced with pure ambrosia. She leaned back against Donnie, letting his shaft slide deeper into her asshole until it met the hilt, placing him balls deep inside of her.
Donnie appeared to be in a euphoric trance over the sensation of being so deep inside his crush. “I could die right now a happy man…”
She started moving her hips, slowly rising up off of Donnie before lowering herself again. Don mimicked her movements and made sure to go at a leisurely pace, not wanting to do any harm. Only pleasure occurred though, as the two moved in unison, Donnie’s manhood working in and out of April’s ass like a slow-moving piston. She began to finger her own snatch from the intense pleasure, her tongue almost hanging out as she began to speed up her movements. Donnie removed his hands from her breasts and placed them on her thighs, wanting a better hold of her. Surprisingly, despite the escalation of eroticism happening, both of them remained relatively silent. Only heavy pants could be heard along with the sound of skin smacking against skin. April’s breast jiggled and jumped around as her pace significantly quickened. She continued to take him balls deep, bouncing on his cock with a lusty delight in her eye. It was so good to them both, as they neared their climax together.
“April…” Don said, still trying to remain silent. “…gonna…cum!”
“Do it.” She encouraged him. “Do it, Donnie.”
With that encouragement, he reached his orgasmic climax, letting loose his load deep inside her ass. Her orgasm arrive almost simultaneously as she squirted her juices onto the carpet in front of her. Their bodies shivered in climactic delight as April raised up enough to release Don’s cock from her ass. She then collapsed back down onto the Turtle, both of them spent from this impromptu ninjutsu trial. The jizz oozed from April’s asshole onto Donnie’s dick, but neither of them could care less as they basked in the glow of post-coital delight.
“OK…maybe…your stealth skills…are great.” Donnie conceded.
“…told ya.” April replied. “And I…really needed that.”
Donnie agreed. “Well, sexual encounters can be considered a form of stress relief…”
“Well, that’s the last thing I am now…” April responded. “…just tired.”
Climbing off of him, April found herself falling fast asleep. This didn’t go unnoticed by Don, who opted to straighten out her clothes and place a blanket over her. Feeling weary himself, he decided to join his brothers as he retreated back to his room. Traveling down the hallway, he was shocked to see the youngest Turtle, Michelangelo, coming out of his room.
“Oh, Mikey! Hey…” He said, trying to act nonchalant.
“Hey…” Mikey replied wearily.
“So…why…are you up so early?”
“Pizza craving.” He answered. “We still have some of the Peanut Butter and Banana slices, right?”
Donnie nodded his head as he walked passed, then grinned to himself and did a mini-fist pump, thinking his time with April had indeed gone unnoticed. A moment later however, he would be proven wrong.
“By the way, might wanna keep it down the next time you’re boning April, Bro…”
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