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Two Kinds	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 55229 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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A/N:
This story is not meant to be taken seriously. It’s purely intended as a fun, simple smut story, and I would advise leaving it at that.
I’m going to take a different approach with this one than I normally do, so don’t be surprised if something unexpected comes up. Each chapter, I intend, will have a different feel than the last.
This chapter follows a simple plot, but it sets up quite a bit. Pay close attention.
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Enjoy!
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Two Kinds
Chapter I
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In this world, things were very, very simple when it came to men, for there were only two kinds of them.
There were the numerous cucks, which made up a vast majority of the population. And then there were the much rarer, the much more elusive bulls.
Temari had known ever since their second date that her boyfriend was very much a cuck.
There was nothing wrong with that, nothing at all. Konohagakure was a large city, but there were only two known bulls in the whole village. One was happily shacked up with Haruno Sakura; the other, well, we’ll get to that.
Shikamaru was a sweet man, and Temari loved him to death. He had a big heart, strong morals, and his dick wasn’t even that small either. It was just his laziness, really, that left her as unsatisfied as she was.
She’d nagged him, time and time again, to please her. To eat her out, to go all out with the foreplay, to really go to town on her clit when he was thrusting into her. He just didn’t have the motivation.
Hell, it was his idea in the first place. He’d been saying it for years—she just hadn’t taken heed, until now that is.
“Stop nagging me,” Shikamaru would say, sweaty and panting after he’d cum and she was laying beside him, not having come close to finishing. “Just do what every other girl in the world does and find a bull; maybe then you’ll get off my back.”
Temari was from Sunagakure—things were different there, a little more rigid.
In her home village, bulls and cucks were a thing, but they remained monogamous. A lucky few women would find a nice bull to treat them well, but they definitely wouldn’t share. Every other girl had to settle with a cuck and that was that.
Here in Konohagakure, things were a little different.
It wasn’t unheard of, at least, historically, for bulls to have rather large harems of women; perhaps not wives or girlfriends, but certainly fuck buddies who would come around on a regular basis and get a good dicking.
Hell, it was traditional for bulls to sleep with women that were married, or going out with, cuckolds. It was expected, actually.
Temari had been a little revolted by that practice when she’d first heard of it. But now, she saw why people did it.
And now she was about to do it herself.
Again, there were only two known bulls in the city.
One was Uzumaki Naruto—happily dating Haruno Sakura. He wasn’t the type to cheat, and Sakura wasn’t the type to share. They were a rare exception, for Naruto was a definite bull and he could have half the women in the village if he so wanted. Instead, he was content with pounding Sakura into the mattress on a daily basis, her screams of ecstasy having caused most of their neighbors to move away.
The other was Uchiha Sasuke.
An elusive bull, to say the least. He wasn’t the type to live in a lavish mansion and have queues of girls coming in and out. Temari hadn’t heard of a single woman who had slept with him, aside from his girlfriend, Hyuga Hinata.
Still, she knew it was on the table.
She’d asked Hinata herself just the other day.
“Why doesn’t Sasuke have a harem?” Temari had asked. “Aren’t most bulls supposed to have one?”
Hinata had given her a thoughtful look.
“Well, m-most people don’t think S-Sasuke-kun is like that. They look at Naruto-kun and t-think that he’s the same, y-you know, monogamous. But he’s certainly not. H-he’s told me that he wouldn’t m-mind being faithful, but-” She paused. “It’s h-hard to say t-this...”
Temari tilted her head to the side. “What do you mean?”
Hinata’s face was red. “H-he’s a little too much for m-me to handle all o-on my own,” she said. “I-I’ve just been w-waiting for a-another woman to ask. No o-one has yet, at least, no o-one Sasuke-kun would want to sleep with.”
Temari watched as Hinata took a sip of tea.
Stories of Sasuke’s cock were infamous. Since they were kids, they’d all known that Naruto and Sasuke were bulls—a trip or two to the onsen had proven that. Yet while Naruto was a bull, Sasuke was a bull, almost literally.
Hinata had once tried to show, using her hands, just how big Sasuke’s cock was when it was erect—prompted by a curious Ino. Needless to say, there was a lot of shocked looks when she did show it, and questions asking Hinata how she was even able to walk around.
Temari swallowed.
“What about me?” she asked.
Hinata smiled.
“I-I thought you’d never ask…” the young Hyuga said, grinning nervously.
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Now, a couple of days later, and the date had been set.
Hinata had organized it all for Temari. The Hyuga had privately confessed to her that she was almost glad to have Sasuke out of the house for a night; getting her pussy rearranged nearly every day since the two had started going out had taken its toll, and she definitely needed some recovery time.
Temari was just nervous all around, butterflies in her stomach.
She dressed up nice; no makeup or anything like that, but she put on a nice, flowing kimono. It was a black one, tied at the waist, and it kept her curves hidden.
It was the kind that a man would simply want to rip off her body, to see the treasure that lay underneath.
With bated breath, she waited on her bed, hair flowing down her back, her heart thudding against her chest.
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Sasuke knocked gently on the door.
He needed to wait only a few moments, before it swung open. Shikamaru stared at him, placid.
“Sasuke. Are you here for Temari?”
“I am,” said Sasuke. “I assume she told you what’s going to happen.”
“She did.” Shikamaru shrugged. “Just don’t make too much noise and I won’t really care all that much. I’m going to try and get some sleep down here.”
Sasuke smirked, as he stepped into the house, Shikamaru shutting the door behind him. It was a nice home—simple, traditional. Hardwood floors and plain colored walls.
The young Uchiha turned to Shikamaru.
“I can’t promise anything,” he said.
“Fair enough. I’ve seen what Naruto can do to Sakura.” Shikamaru scratched the back of his neck, appearing almost bored. “Head up the stairs and it’s the first door on your left.”
“Thank you,” Sasuke said.
He took off his shoes, setting them down beside the door. As Shikamaru trudged off into the living room, Sasuke looked at the staircase.
It was strange, how normal that conversation had seemed. This was new territory for Sasuke.
He and Shikamaru could have been talking about the weather for all Shikamaru seemed to care. It was as if the Nara didn’t give a damn that his wife was about to get dicked by a bull.
Sasuke couldn’t fathom having an attitude like that.
Then again, he was a bull. Possessiveness was in his nature. Whereas a cuckold simply had to learn to share his woman.
He cracked his knuckles.
It wasn’t as if it mattered much in the long run, what Shikamaru thought of the arrangement. If Temari wanted some dick, then she would get it, whether her boyfriend liked it or not.
Sasuke calmly walked up the stairs. As he went up, he was already taking off his clothes—pulling off his shirt, his pants, his boxers, carefully folding them and holding them in one hand.
When he got the master bedroom, he was naked from head to toe.
He pushed the door open.
Temari about had a heart attack—she’d heard him coming, but she hadn’t expected him to be naked already. One glimpse of that fat cock between his legs had made her rethink this whole thing.
‘Really—how the hell is Hinata not in a wheelchair by now?’ thought Temari.
Sasuke glanced around the room. It was simple, like the rest of the house. Two dressers on either side of the bed, one with a mirror over it. The bed itself was a large one, king size perhaps, and simple white sheets were spread over it.
She watched, heartbeat accelerating, as Sasuke locked the door behind him, before setting his clothes down on a dresser.
Then he turned to her.
“When I started dating Hinata, she and I set up a few ground rules.”
He eased himself up and onto the bed. Temari shivered, though he was still a foot away from her. He sat down cross legged in front of her.
“Like what?” Temari asked, curious.
“Things that she liked and didn’t like. We talked about protection. We talked about how far she wanted me to go.” Sasuke appeared calm, a complete contrast to Temari, who had begun to sweat slightly. “I suggest we talk about the same sort of things.”
Temari swallowed.
“I- I’m not really sure what I like and don’t like,” she admitted. “Shikamaru and I haven’t really done much more than the standard, so I haven’t had time to try out new things.”
“Alright. How about protection?”
“I am on birth control, but I don’t want to risk a damn thing. You’re okay with wearing a condom, right?” She paused. “I hope you brought your own, because Shikamaru’s… erm… won’t fit.”
“That won’t be a problem,” Sasuke said.
Temari nodded slowly, some of her fear lifting off her shoulder. “Good. What was the other thing you wanted to talk about? How far I want you to go?”
Sasuke exhaled.
“Look down,” he said, and he put a hand around the base of his member, lifting it up.
Temari could only shiver as she stared at that thing he possessed. It wasn’t hard yet, but it was still so, so large. Hinata hadn’t been lying.
“I don’t know you,” Sasuke said. “I don’t know whether you want me to be gentle, or rough. Whether you want me to split you in half, or if you just want a little bit at a time.”
It was a loaded question—how far did she want him to go?
Yet, she had another question on her lips.
“How far did Hinata let you go?”
Sasuke couldn’t help but smirk.
“She let me do whatever I wanted,” was his quiet response.
The implication of those words made Temari’s heart race once more. On top of that, however, she could feel herself grow… aroused.
“Let’s start slow,” Temari decided. Prioritizing rationality over her lust seemed smart. “Then, let’s see where the night takes us. How does that sound?”
“That is alright with me,” Sasuke said. “Is there anything else you want to say?”
She looked down. Really taking in his cock, from the base all the way to the tip.
Temari gulped.
“Your dick is fucking scary,” she said, and she meant that with complete sincerity.
Sasuke laughed; she chuckled a bit too.
“You’re nervous,” he said, reaching a hand forward and brushing her cheek. “You have every right to be. You’ve never been with a bull before, have you? Only Shikamaru.”
She nodded. “I’ve never even seen another man’s cock… well… until now, I guess.” She took another look at Sasuke’s member, gulping once more.
Sasuke smirked.
“Let’s ease you into this, then,” he said.
He slid up the bed past her, laying down on his back. He put his hands behind his hair, interlocking his fingers.
“I’m not going to move a muscle,” Sasuke told her. “I’m going to simply lie here.”
“And what am I going to do?” Temari questioned.
“You’re going to get acquainted with my cock.”
Almost on cue, his dick twitched, lifting off his thigh for a moment before falling back down with an audible smack.
Temari leaned forward, unsure of herself.
She could feel Sasuke’s eyes burning into her. Watching her intently.
“Could- could you close your eyes?” she asked.
“If that’s what you want.” He did as she asked.
Temari put her head just a few inches away from his dick, staring at it. She sniffed—a warm, manly scent filled her.
Anticipationhkg ran through her body. She reached a hand forward, gently grasping the base of his member.
It was hot, hotter than she’d thought it would be. Just holding it made her appreciate just how thick it was—it was the kind of girth that one couldn’t really understand from just looking at it.
She stroked it, gently. She couldn’t help herself—she gasped as it twitched, as it throbbed in her hand and began to harden. It felt like a living breathing thing was clamped between her fingers.
Her mouth was practically watering.
This was every woman’s dream, after all. The best of both worlds.
Not only did she have a boyfriend that she loved to death—but she also had another man, one with a nice, big dick that could fulfill her in ways her boyfriend just couldn’t. On top of that; they were both okay with it. Perfectly happy with sharing her.
She continued to stroke him, in awe. Now, it seemed, he was fully hard.
He was a shower, not a grower, but that didn’t mean he didn’t still get bigger when he was erect. Now that it was towering upward into the air, Temari could truly appreciate its sheer size.
Curiosity overcame her.
Before she could overthink it, she leaned forward and gave his dick a good lick. She ran her tongue along half the length of it in one go.
It wasn’t some mind shattering experience. It didn’t turn her world upside down.
Temari pulled back, digesting the taste.
And one thought ran through her mind.
‘Damn, that’s good.’
Another lick, another taste. She moaned, hand still stroking the base of it.
She was horny, that much was for sure. Underneath that flowing kimono, she could feel her snatch pulsation with arousal. She couldn’t help herself—as one hand continued to stroke Sasuke, the other slipped beneath the garment, two fingers sliding into her slit.
Temari fingered herself needily, giving Sasuke’s dick another lick. Then another. Soon she was kissing the side of his shaft, moaning as she thrust her fingers in and out of her. She raised her head up—then kissed the tip of his cock. Then she took the tip into her mouth, stretching her lips around it.
Sasuke rewarded her with a moan. His eyes were still closed, his hands still above his head. He’d just been enjoying the sensations of her hand around his cock, his tongue on her shaft, and now her lips wrapped around the tip.
He inhaled. Her arousal was evident in the air.
“Enjoying yourself?” he said teasingly.
Temari couldn’t help but grin. “I think it’s about time I get a receipt,” she said, lifting herself up.
“Consider it done.”
Sasuke opened his eyes and moved forward. Temari’s grin widened as his hands wrapped around her waist, Sasuke picking her up with ease and setting her down in the same position he’d been just a moment before.
He hiked up her kimono, not batting an eyelash at the fact that she was wearing nothing underneath it.
Temari gasped.
He went straight for the target.
Within seconds, his tongue was already inside of her. His fingers were digging into her thighs, holding her legs open.
She was moaning.
Her breathing uneven, her face red, sweat rolling down her cheeks.
“Fuck,” she groaned, chest heaving.
It wasn’t exactly fair. Whereas she had to deal with a monster like them when giving head, all he had to deal with was a normal pussy.
Still, she wasn’t complaining. Especially as he made her see stars.
She closed her eyes and soaked in the sensation of being eaten out. Shikamaru certainly didn’t bother to do it; definitely not on a regular basis.
He did it for a decent while, but he paced himself.
Sasuke never let her get too close to the edge. He would let her feel it coming—that spring in her stomach, winding tighter and tighter. But he would always stop it from happening. He would pause, and she’d lay there, whimpering, the pleasure still racking her body. He would look her in the eye, smirking, letting her settle down. Then he would dive right back down and do it all over again.
When he decided he was done, he was done. Temari was on the verge of being spent already, despite not having orgasmed yet.
“God damn,” she groaned, as Sasuke finally surfaced from between her thighs. “You’re a damned saint.”
Sasuke laughed. “We haven’t gotten to the good part yet,” he said, grasping the base of his erect member and stroking it slowly. “Are you ready?”
No, she wasn’t.
Yet her mouth was writing checks that her pussy couldn’t cash.
“I am,” Temari murmured.
“Good.”
Sasuke eased himself up and off the bed, and he didn’t take his time. In his clothes, carefully set on the dresser, he fished out a condom.
Watching him put that condom over his erect member was almost frightening—it was as large a condom as someone could buy, and it barely fit.
Temari shivered.
When it was on, he came back to the bed and made his move.
He helped her out of her kimono—so to speak. All Sasuke did was rip it open, pull it off of her, then throw it off the bed.
Her nude body revealed, he was upon her. Teasing her pert, ample breasts with his hands. Rubbing his erect cock against her thighs, making him feel his length. Kissing his way up and down her exposed neck.
She was putty in his hands, moaning. Part of her wondered if Shikamaru could hear her, passionately moaning in the arms of another man.
In the moment, then and there, she didn’t care. All she wanted was to get the ball rolling for real.
“No more foreplay,” she whispered. “Fuck me, and you’d better fuck me good.”
“Consider it a promise.”
Temari bit her lip as he spread her legs, nice and wide, her pulsing pussy exposed to him.
He grasped the base of his cock.
She was going to watch; there was no looking away from this spectacle.
As he pushed the tip of his member against her entrance, she moaned.
She was so wet, so aroused. He slid right in.
“God…” Temari whispered.
Sasuke inhaled, then exhaled as he slipped into her depths. Temari watched, starstruck, as his cock disappeared inside of her. Inch after inch of the fattest dick she’d ever laid eyes on.
Inside her.
She kept biting her lip, trying to hold back a moan. It was a losing battle, however. Her hands were on either side of her, gripping the white sheets of the bed.
He paused. Temari looked down.
Sasuke had gotten… maybe about the length of Shikamaru’s cock inside of her.
There was still a lot, and she meant a lot more to go.
“I won’t go too hard on you this first time,” he said, hands on her hips.
He began to thrust into her, staying within that safe zone. He remained in charted territories, not venturing past that point quite yet.
It definitely wasn’t the same as when Shikamaru fucked her, however.
She was being stretched out so damned much—she felt so full, and it felt obscene to see that thing inside of her, to see her pussy lips form a near perfect circle around his swollen length.
Temari couldn’t stop herself.
She moaned. Loudly. Loudly enough that she surprised herself, hell, she even surprised Sasuke a little.
He smirked.
“Hinata always tries to stay quiet,” he murmured, still kissing his way up and down your neck. “But I don’t think you’ll be able to manage that. I think I can make you scream, Temari.”
“... maybe…” she whispered. “Maybe you will.”
He was thrusting inside of her, slowly, with purpose. One hand on her hip, the other crept up, gently cupping one of her breasts. Temari whimpered as he drew back—then he thrust into her, hard, and hit that sweet spot inside of her.
She bucked.
Again, she moaned, even louder than before.
Sasuke chuckled.
“Oh, I could make you scream, Temari.” He was clearly amused. “But not tonight. Shikamaru did ask us to keep it down.”
He uncupped her breath, then clamped his hand over her mouth. Temari’s eyes widened as he withdrew from her once more…
Then he slammed himself back inside of her with authority.
She moaned once more, and though it was muffled by his hand, it was still loud. It would have echoed throughout the house if he had silenced her.
“Fuck!” Muffled, yes, but still audible. Sasuke smirked.
He switched it up a bit.
Instead of those slow, passionate, purposeful thrusts, he went with a quicker, swifter pace.
Fast and swift. His fat cock being thrust in and out of her. Temari was moaning, not as loud as before, but still moaning. Her eyes were as wide as dinner plates.
“I think you’re close,” he said. “I’ve still got a ways to go.”
Temari shuddered.
“This is definitely not fair…” she protested.
“Fair?” Sasuke laughed. “I don’t do fair.”
He kept thrusting into her and the words were stolen from her mouth. Sasuke pressed his forehead against hers, their eyes an inch away from each other.
Temari didn’t back down, to her credit. Sasuke kept smirking the whole while.
They gazed into each other’s eyes as Sasuke thrust into her.
Temari was transfixed. There was no stopping him, even if she wanted to.
When she came, she turned into a puddle of goo, shaking and moaning. The whole while, she was still staring at Sasuke. He was gazing into her soul and there was no stopping him. He could see her every secret, her every layer.
He gazed past the tough exterior and saw the woman underneath it all. And he smirked.
Sasuke kept thrusting for a moment, then stopped.
She was still cumming, still shaking, still shivering. When she finally settled down, her head still spun. It almost hurt.
Temari blinked three times, still looking at Sasuke.
“I- I didn’t scream, did I?”
Sasuke looked at her for a moment.
Then he chuckled.
“No, no, you didn’t.” Still chuckling, he began to thrust into her once more.
Temari couldn’t help but laugh. And moan at the same time, but it was mostly laughing.
“How much longer do you need?” she asked.
“It depends,” he said. “Do you want to cum again?”
“Again?” Temari replied. “I’m pretty sure I’d be unconscious if I came again. Just hurry up and finish.”
Sasuke smirked. “Alright; you asked for it.”
Now he was going as fast as he possibly could, his hips a blur. He wrapped his arms around her torso, thrusting hard and swift, yet still remaining within that safe zone. He put his cheek against hers, her hoarse breathing in his ear.
“Fuck…” she moaned, as her sore pussy continued to be abused by his enormous cock. “Fuck, you’re a beast.”
“I know.”
Harder, faster. Not deeper, unfortunately, but there would be plenty of time for that.
He was groaning now, even moaning every now and then.
Temari was still in awe.
He was so big—she could feel him throbbing inside of her. She could feel him twitching, pulsating. He was getting closer and closer by the second, and with every thrust inside of her, he seemed to be getting harder, thicker, bigger.
Sasuke exhaled deeply, and Temari cooed.
She felt the warmth, even through the condom. Sasuke grunted and groaned as he came. It was such a pleasant feeling—the two of them seemed so close. His arms wrapped around her, his head still against her cheek.
“Mmm…” Temari purred.
He pulled out of her without ceremony, taking the condom off by instict.
Temari gawked.
Shikamaru’s loads were a few strings at best. The condom Sasuke had worn only a second later appeared more like a water balloon with all of his seed packed inside of it.
Sasuke tossed it nonchalantly into a trashcan that was beside the bed. He leaned back, puffing out his chest, a little sweaty and yet looking no worse for wear.
“Not bad,” he said, rubbing his chin. “I suppose you’re not up for another round…?”
Temari laughed. “Maybe in another lifetime,” she said, jokingly.
He smirked.
“Some other time than,” Sasuke said. He reached a hand forward, gently tapping her forehead. “I’ll be in touch. Whenever you feel the need—you know I’ll be ready.”
She looked down.
Perhaps, a part of her had expected it. Yet, she was still shocked.
He was still hard. Hell, he be harder than he’d been before.
Still smirking, Sasuke eased himself off of the bed. He got dressed. Temari sat there, still naked on the bed, her chest heaving up and down.
“See you around,” Sasuke said, disappearing out of the bedroom.
Something occurred to Temari.
If he’d wanted to, he definitely could have made her cum again—hell, he probably could have made her cum a few times .
It wouldn’t have even been difficult.
Which was astonishing to Temari—she’d never cum twice in a row. Hell, she came once in a blue moon when Shikamaru fucked her. She usually had to finish herself off afterward.
Rubbing her face, Temari swung her legs off of the bed and planted them on the floor, though she remained seated. She wasn’t sure if she could walk—her limbs felt like noodles after that tremendous orgasm.
She glanced in the trash can, eyeing that condom Sasuke had fired his load into.
Temari tried to picture him firing that much cum… say… inside of her. Her womb would have been filled to the brim. If he gave her a facial? She’d have been bathed. If he shot it down her throat, she wouldn’t need to eat dinner for a week at least.
She sighed in contentment.
Yes… it seemed signing up to become Sasuke’s second victim had been a good idea indeed. She definitely didn’t have any regrets.
Temari grinned.
She almost felt bad for Shikamaru. She’d definitely never been so vocal for him—she’d definitely never been so wet, so horny for him. Maybe she ought to throw him a bone, fuck his brains out.
Temari could definitely rock his world. It was easier if she wasn’t trying to cum herself, and well, Sasuke had definitely gives her enough pleasure for a lifetime. It was only fair that Shikamaru get his fair share too.
She crept up and off the bed. Creeping downstairs, she eyed her boyfriend, who was sound asleep on the couch.
Not a moment later, he was roused.
“Huh…?”
Temari grinned, then dove down, wrapping her lips around his member.
Shikamaru groaned.
Needless to say, everybody went to bed happy that night.
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A/N:
That’s it for the first chapter, but definitely stay tuned for more. I’m feeling hot with this story and excited for it in ways I haven’t been in a long while, so get ready!
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