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Two Kinds	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 55229 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor do I own any of the characters in it. This story is meant for entertainment, is not meant to be taken seriously, and I have no intention of making a profit off of it.

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A/N:
Thanks for checking out the previous chapter guys. I've been hard at work on this new one and I'm proud to say it's ready. You guys better enjoy it!
Some responses for the reviews from last chapter...
MisatosPenPen -- Well, both you and Temari won't have to wait too much longer!
FakeAcc -- I can't really make any promises. My inspiration is fickle and I figure you guys would rather I update and/or post anything compared to me trying to push out a chapter of something I'm just not feeling it for.
Crowfeast -- How far am I going to go? Well, I suppose it depends on what you mean by that. As for Hinata being included, well, I'd say just read this chapter. And how many women will be added? We'll see. ;-).
With those out of the way, we can hop right into the chapter. Enjoy, and don't forget to drop a review after you're done!
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Within seconds of him cumming, Shikamaru was out; like a light switch being flicked off.
Temari smirked as he began to gently snore.
She eased herself off of him, his limp member slipping out of her snatch. Temari, almost caringly, took the condom off of his cock.
They’d had sex every day since Sasuke had come over about a week prior. And every time Shikamaru had came inside a condom like this, Temari couldn’t help but mentally compare it to the condom Sasuke had cum inside of.
The difference between the two, really, could not be stated enough.
She tossed the condom away, then laid down beside Shikamaru. She inhaled.
Temari loved Shikamaru—she loved him so, so much, and rocking his world like she had just done was fun. But it came with the knowledge that he just could not satisfy her.
Only one man could.
She exhaled.
Maybe it was about time she paid Sasuke another visit.
Another dose of Uchiha cock would do her some good. Once a week seemed an apt arrangement; her and Shikamaru’s relationship had never been stronger, and it was all because of her uplifted mood after getting the dicking of a lifetime.
She needed that fix, Temari was starting to realize. Sure, she could go without it. Sure, it wasn’t an addiction.
But at the same time, everything was simply better when she was on Sasuke.
Temari rubbed Shikamaru’s cheek lovingly, planting a kiss on his lips.
She pulled out some toys from the nightstand beside the bed. It was time to finish herself off, she thought.
Temari bit her lip as she gently eased a dildo inside of her.
“... Sasuke…” she was moaning, moments later. “Sasuke…!”
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Figuring out where Sasuke and Hinata lived, thankfully, didn’t take that long. Temari had never been—she’d been invited once or twice, but things had always come up.
She wrote down the address on a piece of paper, found it on a map, and took care to memorize it.
Setting out from her own house, it took maybe fifteen minutes to get there.
It was a nice house, painted a baby blue. There was a flourishing garden out front, with bright, colorful flowers that gently waved in the wind. The path up to the front door was manicured, swept.
Temari stood at the end of the path, nerves stewing inside her gut.
She ran a hand down the kimono she had donned; in fact, it was the same one she had worn on that first night with Sasuke.
To be fair, she was wearing something underneath this time… though it was just a lacy thong.
She swallowed.
Then, with purpose, she began to stride up the path.
Stopping in front of the door, she stood still for a moment. Several times, she tried to will herself to knock on it, but it was as if her nerves were causing her body to shut down. Her legs felt like jelly.
It was surreal to think that perhaps ten minutes from now, she’d be getting fucked by that bull, Sasuke, once again. She would be in ecstasy, writhing with pleasure, completely and totally sated.
She wanted that feeling, so badly, yet the anticipation of it was so strong that it made her worry.
Temari gulped.
Hand shaking, she finally managed to raise her knuckles up to the hardwood, and knock firmly, three times in quick succession.
It was chilling, sitting there, knowing she would be face to face with a true bull within seconds.
The door swung open and her heart leapt into her throat.
Hinata blinked.
“Oh, T-Temari,” she said. “How are you?”
Temari couldn’t conceal her disappointment, which was evident on her face.
Hinata merely giggled. “W-were you here for Sasuke-kun?” she asked sweetly. Hinata was dressed in a gorgeous, flowing sundress—it was a deep, eye-catching red, and it framed her curves perfectly.
“... he’s… not here?” Temari murmured.
“Naruto-kun dragged him out of the house a little while ago; I’m not sure where they went.” Hinata appeared genuinely sorry for the lustful blonde. “Do you want to come in?”
Temari exhaled slowly. “I guess,” she said, tone a little somber.
She stepped inside, Hinata gently closing the door behind her.
The blonde glanced around.
The house was almost like her own—traditional, with hardwood floors and similar walls. Yet, it had that touch of Hinata to it. A vase here, a carpet there. The living room was vibrant, colorful, the couch a plush blue and the coffee table a clear glass.
“How long do you think Sasuke will be out?” asked Temari as she turned toward Hinata.
“A while, most likely.”
Temari frowned.
“Fuck,” she swore, running her hands through her hair. “Son of a bitch, I-” She paused, staring at her feet. “I really needed some cock.”
Temari felt a rush of shame, but a moment later, she quashed it down.
Hinata smiled.
“I k-know that feeling,” she said, brushing a curl of hair behind her ear. Her cheeks turned a little red. “Especially when Sasuke-kun goes on m-missions. I’ve found ways to cope, th- though.”
Genuine intrigue flickered through her.
“How?” Temari asked.
Hinata was still smiling—yet, and perhaps Temari was merely seeing things, but it seemed as if her smile had turned a little… devious.
“Come,” said Hinata, and she began to walk. Temari trailed after her.
Hinata motioned for Temari to sit down on the sofa, which she did. Opposite her was a rather large television set, set on top of what seemed a dresser. There was a DVD player connected to it.
Temari crossed her legs, eyebrow raised. Hinata made for the TV, turning it on with a press of a button. She knelt, opened up a drawer beneath the television, and pulled out—a disc?
It was labeled with something, but Temari couldn’t make it out.
She just managed to catch a glimpse of what seemed to be dozens more DVDs inside the drawer before Hinata gently closed it.
Standing up, Hinata opened the DVD player, put the disc in, then pressed play.
Hinata sat down on the couch beside Temari.
“Just enjoy,” she said softly.
Temari was glued to the screen from the first second.
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Hinata was posed on the bed, clad in revealing lingerie. Her face was hot, red; her chest heaved up and down. She wasn’t tired—she was just unbelievably horny.
The camera was adjusted a little, until it perfectly framed the mattress. And then Sasuke stepped into the shot.
Naked as the day he was born, with his ‘third leg’ hanging proudly between his thighs, he cut quite the figure.
He eased onto the bed, capturing Hinata’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
The two melded together, bodies intertwined, the two rolling over and over on the bed. Hinata was ready for it, she didn’t need foreplay, and the both of them knew that.
When they surfaced for air, Sasuke dove right in.
Hinata moaned as he entered her.
Temari watched, astounded.
And, quickly, it became obvious that she was becoming just as horny as the Hinata on the screen.
And the one beside her.
Hinata bit her lip; Temari glanced at her, then looked away. The young Hyuga’s hands had snuck beneath her sundress, and it was no secret what she was doing mere inches away from Temari.
“S-sorry,” Hinata mumbled.
“Oh God!” Hinata moaned.
Sasuke was throwing himself into her, rocketing his hips against her. His big cock stretched her out so much and there was no end to her pleasure—unlike with Temari, he showed Hinata no restraint.
His express goal was to overload her with pleasure, and he was already well on his way to accomplishing that.
“I love you, Hinata,” he groaned as he continued to slam into her.
“I love- I love-” She couldn’t get the words out. Every thrust stole the air from her lungs. She had to content herself with merely kissing him, and the two seemed to become one.
The front of her thong was soaked— soaked.
Hinata was moaning beside her, face hot with shame and yet it seemed as if she wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.
Temari swallowed.
Well, it wasn’t as if she had anything to hide. She and Hinata were one and the same; both of them had been rearranged by Sasuke’s massive cock. Trying to hide her lust away wasn’t going to do anything but frustrate her even more.
Chewing the inside of her cheek, Temari reached a hand underneath her kimono… slid her thong to the side… and began to finger herself.
Sasuke was an animal unleashed, pounding Hinata until she was a shell of her former self.
He went at it for a decent while, then switched it up a bit. He got off the mattress, yanked Hinata down as well, then bent her over the mattress. Sliding himself inside of her once more, he began to fuck her from behind, rough as he could, his thighs smacking against her plump ass cheeks.
He smacked her ass as he thrust into her, harder, faster, deeper. “Fuck!” he moaned, holding her hips tightly as he drilled her.
“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” Hinata chanted. She was in a different world entirely.
Temari let out a choked moan. She’d started with one finger—now she was at three. She looked at Hinata and it seemed as if the busty Hyuga had lost all hesitation in her actions.
There they were, two gorgeous women, side by side, touching themselves to what was unfolding on screen.
Sasuke went harder, faster, deeper. He had everything to prove and nothing to prove. This was his girlfriend—he could rock her world or take it easy, and she would love it either way.
Hinata’s moans grew louder, more hoarse, more wanton. She was clawing at the sheets, her legs like goo, her body only held up by Sasuke’s firm hands.
“God damn,” Sasuke growled, as he continued his assault upon his poor, defenseless girlfriend. “Fuck.”
He didn’t have much left in him, but thankfully, Hinata was already on the brink.
All it took was a few more well placed thrusts to have her cumming around him—even to the viewer it was obvious. Her entire body seized up, as if she were being electrocuted, and her moans reached a peak in intensity. She writhed, she cried out his name in pure ecstasy.
Right beside Temari, Hinata seemed to be on the brink of the same kind of ecstasy. Well, perhaps not the same kind, but at least a watered down version. She just needed a little nudge to get over that edge, however, it seemed no matter how much she tried, she just couldn’t finish the job.
Neither could Temari, who had long since gotten accustomed to cumming with her toys. Fingers just weren’t enough by this point.
Both of them looked to the side—they stared each other in the eye, as Hinata’s moans coming from the television boomed throughout the room.
For a brief moment, they returned their attention to the screen.
After she was finished, Sasuke was ready for his own finish as well.
He pulled out of her, jerked her off the bed, and threw her down onto her knees. Her eyes were cloudy—she barely managed to stay upright. She watched, cross eyed, as Sasuke fiercely jerked himself off right in front of her.
With a grunt, Sasuke came all over Hinata’s face.
It was a big load, and she took it with relish. She was smiling, so sweetly, so serenely.
When he was spent, he moved forward, and Hinata knew exactly what to do. She took his still hard cock into her mouth, cleaning it off lazily, a smile on her face.
She looked toward the camera, flashing it a wink before returning to her duty.
Temari groaned.
The tape continued, but Temari and Hinata got to be a little… distracted.
“Temari,” Hinata choked out. “I—”
Temari really, really needed some dick. Sasuke’s dick, to be more exact.
However, if she couldn’t get that, well, it wouldn’t hurt to settle for something else.
“Oh, fuck it,” Temari said. “You’ll do.”
She reached across the couch and grabbed Hinata, pulling her close.
Hinata’s eyes were the size of saucers, but she didn’t resist. Even as Temari pressed her lips against her own, kissing her deeply. It wasn’t a passionate kiss like Sasuke and Hinata had shared on the tape—it was a lustful, fiery one.
When they separated, Hinata was stunned. She wasn’t complaining, though.
Temari pulled her kimono off, casting it to the side. Hinata took in her body, and unconsciously, or perhaps consciously, the Hyuga licked her lips.
Hinata raised her arms, and Temari pulled her sundress off as well. Underneath, all Hinata wore was a set of silky lingerie, deep purple in color.
There was a sinful look in the blonde’s eyes. Pulling her thong to the side, Temari turned her back to Hinata.
She crawled back, positioning her sopping wet snatch over Hinata’s mouth.
Hinata hesitated. Did Temari want her to—?
She gasped.
In the blink of an eye, Temari had slid Hinata’s own panties to the side, and had dug right in. Tongue and mouth working overtime to bring pleasure to the gorgeous woman.
“O-okay,” Hinata managed to get out, before she went right to work on Temari.
Two hot and beautiful women, going down on each other right in the middle of Hinata’s living room. If Sasuke had walked in right there and then, he would have been in for the threesome of a lifetime.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to be the case this time.
Still, the two of them seemed content with just each other… for now.
Hinata moaned and whimpered, and it wasn’t long before she was on the brink once more. It was only a second later when she came, hard.
Temari smirked in victory, but she was determined not to give Hinata a break. She ground her hips back against the Hyuga, forcing her pussy deeper into Hinata’s face, making her lick and lap even as she came.
It wasn’t exactly fair for Hinata. She was a master at sucking dick—not so much when it came to going down on a woman.
On the other hand, it seemed as if Temari had a knack for the latter… they would have to see if she was ready for the former, especially with someone of Sasuke’s size.
Still, her skills were passable. It wasn’t that long before Temari came as well, the blonde moaning lustfully, shuddering and shivering on top of Hinata.
After they were both done, they slid off each other, sitting down beside the other, both of them panting and red faced.
The tape on the television was just coming to an end.
“Oh God!” Hinata moaned, as Sasuke came deep inside of her. Despite the condom he wore, it was still such a thrill, a rush, and the Hyuga came just as hard as her well hung lover did.
Hinata was down for the count.
As Sasuke pulled out, he took off the condom and disposed of it. He flashed a smirk at the camera, then made to turn off the footage. The screen cut to black.
Temari breathed hard and deeply. Hinata did the same—she seemed half-asleep by this point.
Hinata leaned over, resting her head against Temari’s ample bosom.
The blonde sighed.
‘I wonder what it would be like make a sex tape of my own.’
And not with Shikamaru, either.
Temari smirked.
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A/N:
This chapter isn't as long as the previous, but it's here for a reason. The next one should be out before long, so stay tuned and keep your eyes peeled for it. I've got plans aplenty, you better believe that.
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