Narutoverse Penthouse Letters | By : katsuyo Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 3710 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author's Note:
This is a compilation of a series I posted on Y! Gallery.
This is Shikamaru's letter to the Penthouse Letters Forum.
Warning: Graphic sex depicted.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the Penthouse Letters Forum. I don't make a red cent from this.
Office Party Rendevous (Shikamaru's Letter)
Dear Penthouse,
I’m not what you would consider a risk taker.
Hell, let’s be honest…even my best friends consider me at best to be the laziest bastard on the planet.
So, what would prompt me to write a letter to your fine publication you ask?
I’m ashamed at my recent behavior and I don’t think I can face my friends if they found out what I had done.
However, I know the guilt is going to eat away at me….so I figure this was a safe avenue for me to make my confession.
I was at an office party celebrating the merger of the company I work for with another when I saw him standing by one of the large office windows.
It was his attitude that intrigued me. He was staring out of the window, casually sipping his drink and making no secret that he was ignoring the loud blonde trying to talk to him.
“Hey, did you hear a word I said?!” hissed the woman, unaware that every conversation in the room had stopped and all eyes were now on them, eagerly anticipating the confrontation.
Hell, I’m not going to lie. I wanted to know what he was going to do next because it wasn’t often that I saw a man ignore this particular woman.
She was the office man magnet but she obviously wasn’t pulling in this guy, much to her dismay.
“When you finally sprout a dick between those skinny thighs of yours....then I might be interested in what you have to say.” Murmured the man in a cutting tone, turning his face towards the secretary and pinning her with a death glare from the most striking pair of eyes I had ever seen.
Deep emerald eyes, a smooth olive complexion that hinted at a foreign origin and unusual facial tattoos that only seemed to heighten his appeal.
He was gorgeous in an unconventional sense and yet, that acerbic tongue of his, only increased his attractiveness in my eyes.
My female colleague, however, thought otherwise and I dimly heard the gasps and surprised murmurs as she slapped his face before stalking off.
I didn’t notice her pushing past me and knocking my drink out of my hand in her haste to leave because I was too busy drowning in those eyes.
Yeah, I know it sounds a little clichéd but hell, it was true. I was feeling as though he was drawing me in and I admit - I was finding myself in that moment willing to be drawn in.
“You might want to clean that off before it stains. It looks like an expensive suit.” Murmured the man with a hint of amusement in the tone.
I glanced down and sure enough, the material was starting to stain.
I was pissed because I was hoping to stick around a little longer but it looked like the party was over for me.
“Tsk, what a drag. These pants are dry clean only.” I muttered under my breath, tugging at my ruined pants in disgust.
“You heading out then? A pity…I was hoping I would get the chance to talk with you for a little while.” Replied the man in an undertone.
In hindsight, I am appalled at myself because I usually don’t take the initiative but on this rare occasion, I heard myself exchanging light banter with the guy.
“You sound almost disappointed.” I returned with a half smirk.
“I am. I was hoping that I could convince you to spend the night with me.” He countered with a smirk of his own.
Any smart ass response I had, pretty much shriveled up and died at that comment.
Che, I sure as hell didn’t need convincing.
“The answer is yes.” I murmured impulsively, licking my suddenly dry lips.
If anything, those emerald eyes of his got brighter before he leaned close and whispered, “I will meet you downstairs in the main lobby in fifteen minutes.”
It didn’t take me long to make my excuses and leave shortly after that little exchange.
In fact, my female colleague had given me the perfect alibi.
He was waiting for me when I finally emerged from the elevator, an overcoat draped over one arm.
I let him take the lead and he seemed more than content to be in charge.
We ended up heading uptown and booking into a hotel room, where he proceeded to play tonsil hockey with me shortly after we got into the suite.
I sure as hell wasn’t complaining because I returned his attention with equal intensity and judging by his reaction – he loved my boldness.
We tore at each others clothing like starving wild animals and in a way we were.
I felt his hot mouth on my neck, sucking and nipping as soon as our clothes dropped to the floor.
All I could was reach out and hold onto his broad tattooed shoulders as his hands drew me close and his mouth continued to lick a path down my body.
“No…not like this.” I gasped as I watched him drop to his knees in front of me, his breath brushing over my hard dick, teasing a pearl of precum to the surface.
I thought I was going to burn up in flames when he looked up at me and asked with a sultry half smile on his lips, “What do you have in mind?”
“Let’s do it together.” I replied with a smile of my own.
“Are you sure you can handle all of me at one time?” he countered with a sly chuckle, one of his hands dropping down.
I was confused until I glanced down and finally saw what he was gesturing to.
Now, I have been with big guys before but this was my first experience with a true trouser anaconda and I admit - a part of me was a little nervous trying to fit my mouth around that thing.
“We won’t know unless I try.” I replied as I felt my lust kick into overdrive at the thought of deep throating that monster cock.
So, just how big was his dick, I hear you ask? Roughly ten inches in length, nearly two inches wide and cut…and yeah – I was itching to stuff as much of that tube steak down my throat as I could handle.
“Indeed…then go ahead and have your way with me.” Murmured the man as he sat down on the edge of the bed.
Fuck, I wanted to push that bastard down when he gifted me with the sexiest, bone melting smile I’d ever received.
I took my time dropping down to my knees in front of him, trying not to let on how excited I truly was at the sight of his huge dick but I should have known better because he seemed to sense it without me putting into words.
“It turns you on, doesn’t it? The thought of my big cock buried to the balls in your ass…stretching you wide as I push it deeper inside your nasty little hole.” Murmured the man as he spread his legs wider, causing his cock to sway with the movement.
“Yes, it does...but not as much as this.” I murmured before I leaned forward and inhaled his cock into my mouth.
I glanced up in time to see his head fall back and a low groan drag out from his slack lips as the head of his dick hit the back of my throat.
It was a tight fit. I struggled to breathe through my nose as I controlled my gag reflex but my persevere won out and I felt that chunk of meat slide slowly down past my tonsils one painstaking inch at a time until his balls kissed my lips.
I was stubborn. I now had a point to prove.
I don't know how long I kept still but I knew it had been long enough when I heard him begin to beg.
Kami, it was the sweetest sound too.
Low and coarse, like the hands stretched out and tangling themselves in my hair.
He was begging me to move but I wasn't ready.
In my mind, he had not earned it yet. I decided then and there that I needed to hear him scream, so I did the one thing guaranteed to get the reaction I was after – I swallowed.
“Fuckfuckfuck...Kuso...Kami...do it again.”
That's all I needed to hear.
I swallowed once more, feeling my throat muscles work that hard organ once more before pulling back and feeling it slide back out my mouth.
His low groan was music to my ears.
Part pain, part pleasure before it ended in a low growl.
I was on a roll now.
I wanted him to cry and pant for me now and I achieved that particular goal when I slammed my lips down on his cock, forcing that hose back down my throat.
“FUCK!! FUCK!!...PLEASE...PLEASE...”
I never thought I ever would have that kind of power over another human being, let alone a man as big, powerful and sexy as this one but when I realized it – it was a heady feeling.
Yes, I was getting off on this but then it got better.
I felt his big fingers, slick with lube rim the edges of my tight asshole.
Kami, it felt so good, him teasing me like that. I let out a low growl, the sound vibrating around the fatty between my lips.
His reaction...fuck.
“Fucking cock tease!”
My eyes almost fell out of my head as I felt a large blunt finger push in home.
Everything about this man was large.
Those big digits stroked me long and slow in time to my sucking.
It was maddening. If I pulled him in long and deep, his fingers would mimic my actions.
My jaw ached, my ass needed to be filled and yet, he was in no hurry.
Worst of all, I wanted to come...hard and often.
Now it was my turn to beg.
Yeah, me. The laziest bastard on the planet forced to work for my right to shoot my wad.
It was laughable really but I tell you, I'm not too proud to beg and begged I did.
I lifted my puffy swollen lips from his horse cock and begged him to fuck me.
I wasn't too discriminate at this point.
Here I was, sprawled across the man's lap, his big dick slapping my face as he shoved half his hand up my now gaping, twitching ass.
I wanted to be fucked – hard, deep and often.
I was beginning to feel the familiar tingle now. My body was stiffening, preparing to fire my jizz all over that man's hot hard body when I felt his fingers pull out.
“Kami...pleasepleaseplease...fuckme...Ineedit...fuck...”
There was no warning.
He lifted me up and onto that horse cock, his large hands riding my narrow hips.
It was both too much and not enough.
It was tight. I had to take quick breaths through my nose and mouth as I felt him bottom out and settle.
I thought I was going to die impaled on his spike and then he moved.
“FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK....YES...BASTARD...FUCK!!”
“That's it...milk my cock.” he panted, moving his hands to cup and spread my ass cheeks.
“Yeah...grabmyass...fuckmyneedyass...”
I felt my body slammed up and down on that fucking log of his after I said that and could feel my sanity slowly slipping away.
Che, I had been fucked hard but this was different...this was a religious experience and this man was getting me closer to god with every stroke.
“Kami...fuckfuckfuck....kami...I'mclose...fuckmebastard!!”
I was tired and close to letting loose the entire contents of my nuts but shit, I wanted to feel that hot spunk shoot up high inside and coat my bowels.
Kami, at this point, I badly wanted a hosing.
I needed it. I badly needed it.
“Kuso...fuck...messmeup.”
I used my last ounce of energy to slam my aching ass on his fat cock and feel that fucking thing punch a hole in my prostrate.
In that moment, I heard his breath hitch and get raspy.
Thank kami I looked up because I would have missed it.
I never felt so damn sexy as I did then.
His eyes blistered a path down my body and I felt his body lift and stiffen.
“FUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!”
My eyes dilated in shock and pure lust as I felt the first spurt, hot and warm splash against my swollen bundle of nerves.
It was what I needed to go over the edge and kuso, I fucking fell over that edge head first.
I was shaking hard as I felt my come shoot out hard and fast over his torso.
I was a mess. There was come on me, in me and my greedy ass continued to take every last drop this man servicing me was willing to dish.
Yeah, it was by far, the best sex I had ever had - period.
So, I know what you're asking...I had this amazing sex and yet I feel guilty as fuck.
What gives, right?
Well, the reason I feel guilty as shit is last night I attended a party that my oldest friend's sister was giving for a guy she went to college with and had just recently relocated.
Wanna guess who the guy was?
Yeah, what a donkey punch to the balls.
Signed
Pineapple Head
Address withheld
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