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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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This was actually written a few months ago, I just totally forgot to post it. Whoops.
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Temari tried to organize her thoughts, and boy, was there a lot to organize.

She had a wonderful boyfriend in Shikamaru; he had his faults, but then again, who didn’t? Regardless, he was almost the full package. A healthy income, a nice family, and the two of them worked together. Yet, at the same time, he was a cuckold.

Something she’d known since their first few dates. Temari had always excused it. It was something she could work past—she could live the rest of her life with most of her sexual pleasure coming from toys… right?

Then, a week ago, she’d finally done it. She’d found a bull in Sasuke and he’d rocked her world.

One week later and she had been feeling that itch again, that craving for a big cock to sate her needs as Shikamaru couldn’t, despite her and Shikamaru having had more sex in the past week than they had had in the month before that.

Temari loved blowing Shikamaru’s world, she really did. She loved making him love her more and more. But she had needs, and it was getting to the point where even her largest dildo just couldn’t fill her up like Sasuke did. She needed that cock, and she needed it bad.

So, she had paid a visit to Sasuke’s house, only to find it occupied solely by his girlfriend, Hyuga Hinata.

Hinata had showed Temari a rather tantalizingly video, namely, of her, Hinata, getting railed by Sasuke.

Said video had made the two girls rather horny, very horny in fact. So horny that they’d begun to touch each other, and in fact, soon they began to make out, to fondle each other… then go down on each other until they both came to a startlingly strong orgasm.

Now, Temari was shuddering in the glow of that orgasm.

It felt good, she thought, to cum from something other than a dildo being shoved in and out of her.

It would have felt better if Sasuke had made her cum, with that big cock of his. Yet, Hinata’s mouth was something she could settle for, at least for a little while.

Hinata recovered after a little bit, raising up and yawning cutely.

“Did you want some tea?” Hinata asked.

Temari laughed.

“Sure,” she said.

They both stood up, still naked, still gorgeous. Sweaty and glowing, breasts pert and perky, asses perfect, legs long as a highway. They strode to the kitchen where Temari sat down at the dining table and Hinata went to the stove.

It took only a few minutes for Hinata to prepare the tea, and it was piping hot and delicious. She set down the pot in the middle of the table, along with two mugs; she poured one for Temari, then one for her, before sitting down.

Hinata could confess that it wasn’t exactly strange for her to be naked in the kitchen. Though her being naked usually meant that she was about to, was getting, or had just gotten a rough pounding from her well hung lover.

Yet it was strange to be naked in her kitchen with someone other than Temari.

The young Hyuga’s face was hot, hotter than the tea she was sipping. It was strong, delicious stuff, yet even that couldn’t entirely wash away the taste of Temari’s juices in her mouth.

She shivered as Temari licked her lips.

“So,” Temari began. “How did you and Sasuke even meet?”

“Y-you know…” Hinata murmured.

“No, I don’t.” Temari took a sip of her tea, not even flinching at the heat of it. “One second you two were single, and then the next, you guys were going out. No one ever told me how you two got together.”

Hinata paused.

“Well, I suppose…” She swallowed. “It- it’s not the most glamorous of tales. We went on a few- few missions together. We spent time to- together. I got to know him; he- he got to know me. Neither of us- us wanted to ask the other on a date… it was actually Naruto-kun who shoved us together. He came up with this idea of-”

Temari laughed.

“I think I got the gist of it,” Temari said. “I think I’d rather know… what kind of sex life you two have, hm?”

Hinata’s words caught in her throat. Her face turned red once more, and she covered her embarrassment with another sip of tea.

“I-I…”

Temari, again, could only laugh.

“How about you start from the beginning? You two start to date,” Temari said. “What kind of sexual stuff did you two do first?”

Hinata gulped.

“When w-we kissed. He w-would… fondle me, I guess. Whisper into my ear just how much he loved my body.”

“Did you know he was a bull when you started dating him?”

“W-well, everyone knew, but that wasn’t the reason I da- dated him,” Hinata said. “Still, though, I had no- no idea what I was in for. The first time I saw his… his… his…”

She drifted off.

There was a dreamy look in her eyes.

After a moment, she moaned. Then she jumped, as if aware of her surroundings—her face hot as a tomato, she hid behind her cup.

Temari flashed her a smirk.

“I’ve seen it. I’ve had it inside of me. I know just how big he is,” Temari said. “I bet you fainted, didn’t you?”

She meant it jokingly, but Hinata turned redder and redder.

“When I came- came to, he was worried. But I was so- so… h-h-horny. I wanted him. But I was sca- scared too. I didn’t know what having h-him inside of me would do; w-when I touched myself, a single finger or two w-would feel tight. I thought he’d tear me in half. And I was scared too… I'm on the pill now, but I wasn't then, and I was sure he'd get me pregnant with how b-big he was…”

Temari listened intently.

“So what did you do? How did you compromise?” Temari asked, after Hinata had stayed silent for a good few moments.

Hinata closed her eyes.

“Well- I just got used to his c-cock, I guess,” she said. “I’d have him lay on his back on our bed, naked, and I’d just explore him. I’d rub it against my cheek, lick it, taste it.”

Temari dimly remembered that she’d done the exact same thing the first time she’d had sex with Sasuke…

“B-but it wasn’t a short term thing. I did t-this… maybe… for a week. Nothing but licking and kissing and touching. He w-was patient, though. He let me take my time. Then I sucked his c-cock for the first time. It was- it was such a thrilling experience—so amazing! He came in my mouth and I swallowed it, and it didn’t taste good, b-but I was just so happy that I’d done something more than just licked him.”

“His cum doesnt taste good?” Temari asked.

“Oh, no, it’s amazing. It’s just—” Hinata bit her lip. “I had to get used to it, I-I guess. The first few times I sucked his cock, he’d cum in my mouth and I’d swallow it, but I wouldn’t l-like it. After a l-little while, though… I s-started to love it. N-now, I-I c-c-crave it.” She took a sip of tea, fingers shaking.

“So, all you did was suck his dick? For how long?”

“A-a while,” Hinata murmured. “I’d do it every morning, every night. I’d swallow every time he came, and he was perfectly happy with that. Once, he came o-on my face… I loved it. His warmth all over me. Another time, he c-came on my breasts and I l-loved that too. I was just happy to make him happy, to have him cum, whether I got to swallow it or feel it on my face or my breasts.”

Temari’s smirk widened.

“And your first time with him?”

Hinata shuddered.

“I t-thought I knew his cock. I’d licked it, t-tasted it, felt it down my throat. But when I w-was on my back and he w-was about to enter me… God… it’s so vivid i-in my mind, t-that moment, seeing just how big he was. How small I was compared to it. I w-was scared.”

She took a few breaths.

“T-then he was inside of me. I don’t know how to describe you—y-you know exactly what it’s like.” She shivered, fingers gripping the table. “God, it was- it was-"

She rested her elbows on the table, cradling her head.

Hinata opened her mouth to continue.

But then, the both of them stilled.

In the distance, they heard the front door open then shut.

There were gentle footsteps. Temari and Hinata both turned—just in time to see Sasuke enter the kitchen… already nude from head to toe.

Hinata’s face was flooded with joy. She hopped up, in all her naked glory, and threw herself at Sasuke. KIssing him with all the passion she could muster, running her hands across his body, her lust and love overwhelming.

She rested her head against his muscled chest, her arms wrapped around him. There was a dreamy look on her face.

Sasuke smirked as he glanced at Temari.

“Nice of you to join us,” he said to her.

With Hinata in tow, he made to sit in the seat she’d been in just a moment before. When he sat down, she slipped into his lap, kissing his neck, her hands still roaming across his body.

Temari bit her lip. "Hello, Sasuke. How are you?"

"I'm well. I've gotten better since I got home.” He palmed Hinata’s plump ass cheeks, smirking as he squeezed them. “I can surmise why you can over, Temari. Yet, it seems as if Hinata wants it just as bad as you do.”

The blonde swallowed, arousal stewing in between her thighs. Despite that, there was still some clarity in her mind.

“I won’t try to get between you two,” Temari said. “If you want me to leave, I will.”

Sasuke laughed. Actually laughed, and that caught Temari off guard.

“I think you misunderstand,” he murmured. “Hinata—go ahead. I’ll get Temari going while you do your business.”

Hinata grinned feverishly, and Temari watched as she disappeared beneath the table. All Temari saw was the very top of her head, bobbing up and down.

Temari knew what was going on, but she still wanted to see it with her own two eyes. She stood up, and there it was, clear as day—Hinata’s pert lips wrapped around Sasuke’s massive cock, the gorgeous woman going down on him with gusto.

She shuddered. There was something so exhilarating about seeing it.

There was no shame in admitting that she’d sucked Shikamaru’s cock—a lot. She didn’t find it particularly pleasing, but it was an easy way to bend him to her will.

Yet sucking Sasuke’s monster was clearly a different experience.

A good comparison was this:

Sucking Shikamaru’s cock was like luring a mouse into a trap with cheese; simple, effective, effortless.

Sucking Sasuke’s cock would be like trying to hunt a wooly mammoth with a toothpick.

It was a challenge to behold. A challenge that Hinata had long since overcome—she hadn’t conquered Sasuke, but she had learned to cope. She was sucking his dick like a pro, that much was for sure, and she seemed damn happy to do it too.

The soft ‘glug glug’ of Hinata deepthroating Sasuke filled the room.

Temari stared, and stared, transfixed.

God damn was she horny—sweet mother of God. It was worse that she was already naked, because it didn’t take much imagination to picture her, bent over the kitchen table, getting railed by this long dicked bull.

She shivered.

“And what do you want me to do?” Temari asked, her voice anxious.

Sasuke seemed to stare at her for a thousand seconds, but in reality, it was only two.

“You don’t have to do anything,” he murmured. “Just get on the table and let me have my way.”

She hesitated, but only for one reason—letting Sasuke have his way with her seemed a sure fire way for her to wake up the next morning unable to even walk.

Yet, at the same time, she wanted that feeling again. That soreness, that sweet soreness that spoke of just how much fun she’d had. She wanted it, she wanted him.

“Alright.”

Carefully, Temari moved the cups of tea and the pot off of the table. And then she eased herself onto it, settling on her back, her legs spread wide for him. He could see her snatch, pulsating and drooling arousal, looking so positively delicious.

Despite being satisfied—despite having a gorgeous woman already going down on him… Sasuke wanted more.

He grasped Temari’s ankles, pulling her closer, until her prize was just a foot away from him.

Sasuke licked his lips.

Then he went for the kill.

“Oh~!”

She was the canvas, and his tongue was the brush. He was the skilled artist, knowing exactly where to put his brush to make the perfect painting.

“Fu- fuck!” Temari moaned. Her legs wrapped around his neck, trapping him against her snatch; but he had no intention of going anywhere. He kept at it, a merciless bull even if he wasn’t using his grandest piece of equipment quite yet.

Pleasure beyond her wildest dreams overwhelmed her. She'd have thought that clamping her legs around his head would have trapped him. Quite the opposite it would seem.

She bucked, she moaned, throwing her head back with her eyes screwed shut.

"Pl- please!" Temari moaned even louder than before.

Her back arched up and off the table. Sasuke redoubled his efforts.

All the while, Hinata continued to go down on Sasuke beneath the table. Sucking his fat, juicy cock as if her life depended on it.

Temari couldn’t do much other than grip Sasuke’s hair and hold on for dear life.

She just had to sit there as he ate her out. She could feel what was coming, she could sense it, taste it. “God…” she whispered, closing her eyes and bracing herself.

All it took was a few more seconds, a few agonizingly long seconds. With a hoarse moan, Temari came.

She wasn’t even aware of where she was.

It was as if she’d been swept up by a tornado—thrown asunder, her mind and body in two different time zones.

By the time Temari settled down, she was soaked in sweat. Her hair was unkempt, matted, tangled. She blinked, raising her head up with considerable effort, her legs twitching.

In front of her, Sasuke wasn’t even looking at her. He was leaned back, fingers in Hinata’s hair, the young Uchiha grunting and groaning as his girlfriend continued to go down on him.

“Oh fuck,” Sasuke grunted. He looked up, finally noticing that Temari had stirred from her orgasm-induced coma. “Get out of here,” he said.

“B-but-”

“I’ll come over later,” Sasuke said. He was smirking, and she felt a rush of arousal run through her. “I just want to spend some time with my girlfriend, that’s all.”

Temari swallowed. She watched as Hinata continued to suck Sasuke’s fat cock, the busty and gorgeous Hyuga utterly unaware of anything else that was going on.

The blonde sighed.

“Okay…” she mumbled. “Later? How later?”

He looked down at Hinata, then back at her, still smirking.

“I’d wait up,” he said.

Temari could feel her arousal intensifying with every slurping sound Hinata made. She had two options: get the hell out of here, or throw herself at Sasuke and hope that was enough to seduce him.

Knowing Sasuke, however, she knew that the latter had next to no chance of succeeding. And God knows how he would ‘punish’ it. Perhaps it was best to…

...play it safe.

As awful as that sounded, maybe she didn’t have a choice.

She swallowed. “Alright; I’ll wait up… Sasuke.”

With a lingering glance, Temari crept out of the room.

As she left, she looked back—just in time to see Hinata being bent over the kitchen table, Sasuke slotting his thick cock inside of her.

It was painful to see that.

So badly, she wanted to be in Hinata’s place. To be the one getting fucked, pounded, satisfied.

But she had to wait.

Temari left the Uchiha home, unfulfilled despite having came on two separate occasions. She still had an itch that needed to be scratched… and Sasuke had made her the promise that that very night, he’d pay her a visit to scratch it.

She hoped, desperately, that he didn’t take his time.

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He did.

But she waited.

Temari waited, and God, was it agonizing.

She sat, utterly naked on her bed, touching herself helplessly. It didn’t do much—she couldn’t bring herself to well and truly masturbate, because, well, she wanted dick. Not her boyfriend’s dick, not any dick she could pull off the street.

No, she wanted Sasuke’s big, fat, juicy cock. She wanted it now, and the fact that she had to wait for it seemed criminal.

With bated breath, she awaited her well hung lover.

Clearly, Temari expected Sasuke to come in the way he had before—through the front door, up the stairs, and right into her room.

Perhaps she hadn’t expected that he might do something a little different.

Noiselessly, he crept up to her window. It wasn’t ajar—but he was a ninja of considerable skill, and it wasn’t exactly hard to open it up without making noise.

Especially considering Temari had her back to him, her eyes fixated on the door, the young blonde moaning as she gently fingered herself.

He slinked into the room, still utterly silent, like a ghost. Sasuke couldn’t help but smirk. He took a condom out of his pocket, then pulled his shirt over his head.

As he disrobed, still remaining quiet, Temari couldn’t help but feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She stilled.

Sasuke’s smirk widened. Quite calmly, he opened up the condom packet, making the tiniest of noises, then slid the condom on.

Temari jumped.

She turned her head, slowly, and just managed to catch a glimpse of the fully nude Sasuke, condom safely fastened on his already hard, already massive cock.

“Oh-”

He was upon her.

Their bodies blended together. Her eyes were open, wide open, and she could plainly see what he was doing to her.

His hands palming her pert breasts. His fingers brushing against her inner thigh. His lips ravishing her neck.

She was already slick with arousal; even his ample length would be able to enter her without a problem. Yet he didn't care—he strived to make her even more horny than she already was.

"Sorry I took so long," he panted into her ear. His cock rubbed against her leg, humming with power. "But Hinata was insatiable—I'd make her finish, but she would want more just a few minutes later." He chuckled darkly, then smirked. "Let's just say that I had to really finish her to keep her satisfied."

His hand brushed over her belly in a suggestive way. No, no, not her belly—her womb.

It seemed that Hinata had gotten a rather happy ending. To have such a well endowed man cum so deeply inside her. Perhaps not impregnating her, but certainly putting her out of commission from the sheer overload of pleasure.

"You're going to need to do the same to me," Temari rasped.

"I doubt it."

She opened her mouth to protest, but instead of words, all that escaped her was a rattling moan as Sasuke's skilled lips continued their attack.

“You know, you’re different,” Sasuke murmured, his hands still roaming across her body.

“Different—different how?” she breathed.

“Hinata, when she and I first started sleeping together… well, she would try to hide her lust.” He smirked. “I’d have to tease her, torture her even, play with her until she admitted she wanted me. You?” Sasuke laughed. “You just want my cock, don’t you? You’re not even ashamed of it.”

Temari’s face appeared conflicted for a moment—should she be ashamed? Or happy?

She was cheating on her boyfriend. Yet it wasn’t cheating; he was aware of it, he was fine with it.

There was one man that she connected with, that she loved, cherished.

Then there was another man that could fuck her good and treat her like a woman.

Was there anything wrong with having both?

No, she decided, there wasn’t.

“What can I say?” Temari said, grinning in a cheshire manner. “When I want some dick, I’ll get it.” She wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him close so that their chests were rubbing against the other’s. “Speaking of which—I need it, now. Put it in me.”

Sasuke sighed.

“Alright, but only because you asked so nicely.”

He spread her legs, palmed the base of his member with one hand, then calmly, carefully, pressed the tip of it against her entrance.

Oh, he had a biiiig dick alright. She’d almost forgotten.

“Damn—oh damn that’s good,” Temari moaned.

She tightened her grip around his neck. Moist hair hanging in her eyes.

“You want this,” he muttered, pumping into her. “You want this fucking cock, don’t you?”

Temari moaned.

She groaned.

She threw her head back and let out a week’s frustrations.

“Oh, you know I do.”

He kept a savage, vicious pace. The kind that left her breathless.

Her tits bounced back and forth. Her pussy stretched and quivered around his thick length.

Thick, wet slaps.

He groaned as he unleashed his passion into her.

Even a wild fuck session with Hinata not too long before now couldn’t dampen his lust.

He was a bull—a man who lived for sex.

Busty, shy, sexy Hinata could only do so much.

Temari was needed as well.

He exhaled deeply.

The blonde could only moan as he continued to thrust into her.

“You’re so big!” she groaned.

They weren’t making too much noise surprisingly. Mostly because his lips were buried into the crook of her neck, and because her mouth was buried in his chest.

“I know I am.”

Oozing confidence, Sasuke kept at it.

His sheer sex appeal made Temari unable to fathom how Hinata could be willing to share a piece of meat like him.

She was getting there, getting close… at least, until he stopped.

Baffled, Temari opened her mouth to ask why he had stopped.

She soon found out why.

As grabbed her, forced her to flip over, throwing her onto all fours. Her tight ass jutting up into the air, her dripping wet pussy hovering just beneath that.

He was inside her not a few seconds later, and Temari could only let out a shuddering moan as she was filled up once again.

She wasn’t just letting out a moan every now and then—no, it was a constant slew of moans that escaped her. Gasps, groans, as he thrust in and out of her.

Temari bent her head down, screwing her eyes closed.

She wasn’t ashamed of wanting Sasuke’s dick. That was out the window.

Yet moaning like a bitch in heat as he fucked her… well, maybe she was a little ashamed of just how much she enjoyed it.

She sank her teeth into the sheets, muffling her cries of ecstasy. “Keep going,” she groaned.

He smirked.

Hands on her hips, he continued to pump into her achingly hot pussy.

Her breasts swung back and forth with the force of his thrusts.

She could feel that tension in her belly, that spring growing tighter and tighter.

God! He was so big, so thick!

It was only her ample arousal that allowed him to thrust into her so easily.

Temari loved how enthused he was.

This wasn’t a chore to him.

It wasn’t like Shikamaru, where he’d rather sit back and lay still as she rode him.

No—he truly enjoyed fucking her.

Sasuke made her feel… wanted.

That big cock of his was just icing on the cake. And its sheer thickness was the cherry on top.

“Mmmpf!”

She let out a muffled moan as he nudged that itsy bitsy spot inside of her, the one that drove her wild.

Temari was so close.

She could taste it, feel it.

There was just one more hiccup before that could happen.

Both of them registered the footsteps outside the door, but neither of them seemed to acknowledge them.

The door swung open. Shikamaru was in mid-sentence.

“Hey, Temari, you said that Sasuke was coming over, right? Well, how much longer is he-”

Shikamaru paused in the doorway.

Of course, the first thing he saw was his girlfriend’s face screwed up in ecstasy. And the next thing he saw was Sasuke right behind her, the hung Uchiha still thrusting into her even as Shikamaru stood there in shock.

“Oh.” Shikamaru blinked.

“Did you need something?” Sasuke asked, the bed springs creaking beneath them as he continued to pump into Temari’s wet snatch.

“No, I was just-”

Shikamaru shook his head.

“I’ll be on the couch, I guess,” he said, looking away.

Sure, he was a cuck. But not every cuck liked watching his girlfriend get pounded.

He’d consented. He’d known that Sasuke had a big dick, that he could please Temari like he couldn’t.

Yet knowing about it and seeing it were two different things.

Shikamaru swallowed.

He backed away, gently closing the door behind him. His footsteps shuffled away.

Sasuke hadn’t stopped thrusting at all.

Temari had barely registered he was there.

Her head was buried in the sheets, her face twisted with pleasure.

Sasuke’s big cock was driving into her, hitting places she hadn’t known about.

It wasn’t ecstasy. It was something more.

She felt as if she were on top of the world.

And now it was time to fall down from that perch; to be pushed over the edge.

Temari bucked her hips and moaned.

A few more thrusts was all she needed. Right into her core.

He made her cum with authority.

As she came, Sasuke roared, driving his cock as deeply within her as he could manage.

Despite the condom, his orgasm seemed to fill her up to the brim.

She could feel his thick length grow even thicker—it seemed to jut deeper with every throb within her.

Temari twitched, her entire body reverberating. Her eyes seemed to cross; she reared her head back, sheets falling from her mouth—and finally, finally, she let out a loud moan, one so powerful that it echoed off the walls of her room.

“God damn,” Sasuke groaned, giving Temari’s plump ass a fond pat.

The blonde slumped, her chest heaving.

Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief, a twinkle of relief in his eye. He leaned back, sitting down, legs spread. With a kind of twisted satisfaction, he pried the full condom off of his enormous member, tying it tightly and then tossing it into the bin beside the bed.

Vision impaired, Temari glanced back. The way she was positioned—flat on her stomach, a frightened look on her face… it looked as if she were crawling away from some kind of predator.

Which, to be fair, Sasuke was if anything a beast to be feared.

The way he stared at her. She felt as if she were the center of his world—only there was no love in his eyes, no affection. No, it was the most primal of all feelings: lust.

He smirked at her.

With a single finger, he beckoned her toward him.

Temari’s limbs were weak; her bones felt as if they’d been turned into jelly.

Still, his wish was her command.

She quite literally crawled toward him.

His cock hung in front of her face. Still very much erect, still a monster that couldn’t be conquered by any ordinary woman.

He need not say a word.

Like the obedient little whore she was, Temari began to lick and lap at his shaft.

To think—all it had taken was a few good dickings to get to this point.

“Hinata’s got her work cut out for her,” Sasuke said approvingly. He reached a hand down, rubbing the side of Temari’s head as if she were a pet.

Temari moaned in contentment.

She felt as if she were on a different plane of existence. Still, there was that nagging voice in the back of her mind… reminding her of the fact that she was in her and Shikamaru’s bed, her boyfriend right downstairs.

Too bad that voice seemed to vanish whenever she focused on the gorgeous cock she was currently licking.

“I-”

She hesitated.

Sasuke tilted his head to the side, thoughtful.

“Speak up,” he said, a little more forcefully than necessary.

Temari swallowed.

“I’m- I’m on birth control,” the young and sexy blonde managed to stammer out.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” His cock seemed to harden further before her very eyes, stiff as a pole.

She nodded, ever so slowly, lips pursed together and a naughty look in her eyes.

“If you want it raw, then I don’t have a problem with giving it to you that way.” Sasuke’s tone was low, purposeful. “But if you get pregnant, the baby isn’t my problem. It’s yours.”

Temari didn’t even seem to register the words he was uttering. All she understood was this: that she was about to get fucked by that monster between his legs, and that it was going to be as raw and passionate as it could get.

Sasuke waited a moment. And then he pounced.

Shoving her onto her back. Her body on display for him to gorge on.

He stroked his hardened member, eagerly anticipating what was to come. His cock—a living, breathing thing—seemed to be just as eager. Happy that it was about to destroy a pussy without having to be confined to a condom.

Plus there was nothing more that Sasuke, or his cock, enjoyed than cumming directly into a woman’s womb.

Her pussy was wet, hot, needy. Even after getting pounded not but a couple minutes before.

He was ready.

Spreading her legs as wide as they could go, Sasuke calmly inserted himself inside of her. The warm throb of her pussy comforted him—he repressed a groan as he slid inch after inch of mouthwateringly thick cock into her.

Temari’s eyes rolled back into her head. She let out a slutty moan, the kind that bounced off the walls of the room.

“Fuuucck!”

Her eyes flickered like a hummingbird’s wings.

He was inside her.

Only there was no condom to dampen the feeling.

All she felt was his heat, his warmth, his strength flowing through her…

Not to mention his imposing size. His dominance. His big and mighty cock making her feel like a woman. Telling her that he wasn’t just a man, but a bull, built to conquer her.

His nostrils flared; hands on her hips, Sasuke thrust into her, hard and fast, his face screwed up in an unmistakable look of determination.

“You asked for this,” he hissed.

“Oh God! Oh God!”

“You wanted this,” Sasuke continued.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me please!”

“Is this what you wanted? To be my bitch?”

His thrusts only intensified, so much power as to make the bed springs wince and squeak with every pump of his hips.

“You know what I’m going to do, right?” he murmured. One hand still on her hip, the other gently closed around her throat—he pulled her head back, so that she had no choice but to stare directly into his eyes.

She was still moaning, her teal eyes crossed from the pleasure.

Still, despite the haze, she hung onto every word he uttered.

“I’m going to cum inside of you.”

He stopped thrusting—he bottomed out inside of her, and God, he was so deep.

“I’m going to make you mine.”

Slowly, slowly, he pulled out. Inch by inch.

All the way until just the very tip of his member was left inside of her.

“I don’t need your permission, or Shikamaru’s, or Hinata’s. This isn’t a request, or a fantasy, or even dirty talk. I’m telling you what’s about to happen… and you and I both know that you’re going to like it.”

He let that sink in for a moment.

Temari sucked in a deep, shuddering breath.

She opened her mouth to say something…

Just like that, Sasuke sheathed himself inside of her; all the way to the hilt.

But there was no pause, no wait. He pulled almost all the way out again, then slammed himself back within her just as harshly. And he repeated the process, again and again, with so much power and passion that Temari had entirely forgotten what she was about to say.

She was in a different world, a different dimension.

He put all his heart into this, this exact moment, this coupling. There was nothing that could stop Sasuke… nothing, not a person or thing, that could prevent Temari from being conquered right then and there.

But who were they kidding?

She was already conquered.

It was simple genetics—he was a bull and she was a woman. His cock provided her what she needed: it scratched that itch, it made her whole.

From here on out, she’d do anything for him.

And he would do everything to her.

Deeper, deeper. Harder, harder.

“Please, please, please~!”

Sasuke growled.

He pushed himself as far as he could go, until Temari was quite literally writhing against him. Even still, he kept going.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me-”
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He heard the footsteps.

Soft creaks of wood as someone made their way down the stairs.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end; Shikamaru sat up, unable to stop himself from frowning.

Sasuke cracked his knuckles as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

“That was enjoyable.”

He smirked at Shikamaru, the young Uchiha fully dressed and looking no worse for wear. Yet, all Shikamaru could see in his mind’s eye as Sasuke behind Temari, thrusting into her, his girlfriend moaning another man’s name…

“Have a good night,” said Sasuke.

With that, he pulled open the door and left.

Shikamaru waited a moment, and then involuntarily, swallowed.

He couldn’t help himself—he had to check.

With speed unbefitting of his typical attitude, Shikamaru made his way up the stairs.

To his and Temari’s bedroom.

The door was cracked open, and he couldn’t hear any noises from within.

Shikamaru swallowed once more.

He pushed open the door.

Temari was nude upon the bed, her face red, her chest heaving. Her legs were spread nice and wide, and the first thing Shikamaru saw was the enormous load that had been…

… splattered across her belly and the underside of her breasts.

Not a drop, it seemed, had made its way inside of her.

“Hey,” Shikamaru said, averting his gaze. He couldn’t bring himself to look at her like that, knowing that he’d never come close to giving her that kind of post-sex glow.

“Hey baby, tomorrow... tomorrow...” She pushed sweaty blonde hair out of her eyes. “You might want to find something to go out and do..."

Shikamaru frowned.

“Why’s that?” he asked, knowing that he wasn’t going to like the answer.

“... because… Sasuke’s going to pay me another visit…”

She couldn’t help but grin.

“... tomorrow.”
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