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Sakura and the Thunderclap	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 28140 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The A/Bee Combo
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            Naruto had been puzzled since Sakura had come to him after alleviating the Raikage of the poisons. Though she said the process was relatively simple and A was very cooperative, she seemed winded, sweaty, and had the strangest, pungent scent lingering around her. When asked of it, she dismissed it, turning it back on him and saying that mentioning a woman’s smell was very rude; he took a hard knock to the noggin for his bluntness. The hit was so hard that he hadn’t the chance to even question her limp when she toddled off, announcing that she was going to take a bath.
            It was the next day – Killer Bee had inexplicably not shown up yet – when Mabui was sent for Naruto and Sakura. They were separate, of course, and Mabui found Naruto outside, lazily chasing a lizard around since there was nothing better to do; Mabui had already alerted Sakura to the meeting. When the stoic aide of the Raikage approached him, he frowned and asked where his Bijuu tutor was. “Tsunade-baa-chan sent me here to learn how to control the Kyuubi!” he groused while following the prim beauty back into the tower. “Isn’t this Bee guy supposed to be the Raikage’s brother? How come he doesn’t know where he is?”
            “Bee-sama often wanders out of Raikage-sama’s watch. He’s had many years’ practice doing so,” Mabui explained calmly. After leading Naruto to the Kage office, she turned and faced the pouting blonde. “I apologize for the inconvenience, but Kumogakure works at a different pace than Konoha.” She opened the door, bowed her head, and took her leave to attend to other matters.
            Confidently, Naruto strode in to find A at his desk, which was odd simply because there were no papers in front of him and he was not a man who liked to sit idle. Either way, Naruto kept a firm face. He did not like this man, Kage or not. In his own way, he could respect the Kages, but A was just plain unlikable to everyone; Naruto could tolerate when he was insulted, but when words were spoken harshly against Sakura…
            Speaking of whom, where was his girlfriend? Naruto looked left and right, but did not see his pink-haired lover. Hadn’t the Raikage’s attendant mentioned that Sakura had already been sent to the office? “Where’s Sakura-chan?” he finally asked, figuring that maybe the Raikage had sent her off already.
            A made a small grunt like he was insulted that he should know who Sakura was. “The girl?” he grumbled. “What responsibility is it of mine to keep track of your partner?”
            Naruto’s throat flexed. Thinking back, he and Sakura haven’t really had much time to spend together on this trip. Timings were always off; when she was working, he was staying out later than he should. Gulping, he lowered his head, ready to drop the subject of Sakura. He could look for her on his own when this conversation was done with.
            “I’ve put her on a special duty,” A suddenly offered. He leaned forward, his hips shifting a little in his seat behind the desk. “You needn’t concern yourself with it. It’s got nothing to do with you.”
            Naruto knitted his eyebrows in a deep glower. “If Sakura-chan is on a mission, I want to…”
            “Bee has returned to the village,” A cut him off swiftly, speaking in a hard tone that refused backtalk. This held Naruto’s attention. Bee was the only reason both he and Sakura were stuck in this tower. “He’s not come to me yet, but he has been sent orders to come to the tower as soon as possible. After I am done meeting with him, I will send him to train you.”
            That was about the first bit of good news Naruto heard since arriving at the Cloud Village; Sakura telling him of the success of her mission was half good news, half bad news given his distaste of the man responsible for issuing a death sentence for Sasuke. In spite of himself, Naruto smiled. “When will that be? I want to tell Sakura-chan so she can be ready to go!”
            “I’ve arranged for her to remain at the village for a little while,” A immediately explained, if only to dash Naruto’s hopes. “She’s proven herself a useful medic, and I’ve relayed a message to Tsunade that her healing abilities might be necessary for the start of your Bijuu training.”
            A doctor on hand would prove wise, though Naruto wouldn’t deny that he felt a shiver run up his spine. Just what kind of training would call for such a skilled medic? Didn’t Kumogakure have their own medics handy? Darui had explained to Naruto and Sakura that a man named C and that Mabui woman were both well-versed in medical jutsu. With some pride, Naruto mentally proclaimed that Sakura-chan was now the best medic-nin within the Cloud Village!
            “Is that all you needed to tell me?” Naruto asked, though he tried not to sound pompous or annoyed.
            “That should be enough,” A growled. He leaned back in his seat, his hand slipping underneath the desk smoothly. He made a soft noise – a grunt. “As I’ve said, I will send for you when I am done with Bee. Leave now.” It was less permission and more command. Either way, Naruto was glad to take the opportunity and head out.
            And not a moment too soon…
            Unable to hold her breath a moment longer, Sakura lifted her head from A’s lap too quickly, banging on the bottom of the desk quite noisily. She winced, and while she rubbed her cranial bump, she shot the Raikage a one-eyed glare from the cramped space beneath his table. She had been lucky to be hidden from her boyfriend’s sight, but still, doing these deplorable acts while he was in the same room left her with a wave of guilt. Granted, it was that very same rush of guilt and betrayal that led her to take roost beneath the Raikage’s desk, but she still wanted some of that guilt to convince her that she had something of a conscience in her.
            She had indeed arrived a handful of minutes before Naruto when summoned by Mabui. Who knew that a handful of minutes alone with her would be enough for the Raikage to ‘seduce’ her and lead her back into the debauchery they had shared the day prior? Maybe ‘seduce’ wasn’t the right word to use. He wasn’t exactly charming, sitting in his chair and glowering at her with that arrogant air. He inquired about how she felt after yesterday, and she prudishly denied having any enjoyment at all and declared that she wished to erase the whole experience from her memory and history. Sure, she kept up her strong front, until A scooted his seat from the desk and brought out his cock for her to observe. He’d taken off his large belt buckle and pulled his pants low enough for his member to hang free. Upon seeing it again, Sakura’s bravado quickly melted away. There was no denying that, last night, as she recuperated and gave herself embarrassing medical-jutsu healing to her groin, she had an urge to try a second round with that huge cock. After she’d been so thoroughly stretched, she liked her chances of overwhelming A like he had overwhelmed her yesterday. It was like taking a worthwhile challenge.
            On his instruction, she had occupied the space under his desk – thankful that it was so big when compared to Tsunade’s – and was soon crowded when A moved back into place. He didn’t have to give her a single word of instruction for her to take hold of his hardening tool and direct it into her mouth. She was very zealous right off the bat, demonstrating skill possessing more boldness than yesterday’s brief, upside-down oral venture. It was like all the other times a penis was jabbed into her mouth was a prelude to taking on the Raikage’s girth.
            When Naruto had entered the room, she hadn’t been entirely prepared for it. She stalled and gulped with a fourth of A’s full mast nestled between her stretched lips. Upset by her pause and after giving her boyfriend a vague explanation on her whereabouts, A had moved his hips in an indication for her to keep going; she hardly had any choice but to comply, trying her best to take in as much as she could while still gripped with the fear that Naruto may somehow sense her. Luckily, detecting presences wasn’t exactly his strong suit.
            After Naruto had gone, the pink-haired kunoichi tugged her mouth off of A’s shaft with a deep gasp. She’d held her breath far too long to be comfortable with, and could only glare at the one who had been clogging her throat for several long minutes. Even breathing through her nose was difficult when she was attempting to take his shaft down her throat. And of course, for all her efforts, he didn’t seem the slightest bit pleased.
            “Were you upset that the Jinchuuriki was in here?” jibed A with his permanent scowl. He eased his chair back and permitted her a bit more room from the stuffy area beneath his desk. She followed him, one hand on his thigh and the other on his cock. The angry look on her face answered his question, much to his invisible amusement. “Be glad that I sent him on his way. I could’ve had him wait here until Bee arrived.” He leered darkly. “Or until I was satisfied.”
            Sakura scoffed at him, though she flushed from his implication. “You wouldn’t” was all she could come up with. She didn’t want to go on and say what she knew: A sent Naruto off as quickly as possible because he wanted to explore her more intimately. Sneaking around under his desk, sucking his cock while her boyfriend was in the room; she could attest that it had been very effective in making her cunt hot and ready to receive some the Raikage’s cock. This time, even after a night of recuperation, she was more confident in her sexual capabilities.
            For obvious reasons, she wasn’t about to take the initiative and offer the challenge, and in the end, A was always an instigator. “Stand up, girl,” he ordered her, “and take off your pants.”
            Just as expected… Sakura would’ve smirked if she wasn’t so intent on appearing reluctant and in control. To keep up the appearance of resistance, she grumbled something about how unpleasant he was, but nonetheless got up, faced away from A, and purposely drew down her spandex and panties with a generous bow. A’s eyes could not stray from her cute behind. Cheeks were taut and firm, perfectly rounded from appropriate exercise and controlled diet, complimenting her slender frame beautifully.
            Sakura blushed a little, but the echoing voice of Inner Sakura – who had been quiet for years now – resonated with pride at how the Raikage took such rapt interest in her. ‘Flat as a board’ was one way Ino had insulted her once, but that certainly didn’t discourage men from ogling her. She could only boast two lovers – Naruto and A – but to have them both so lustful for her was certainly something to be proud of, even if most men would cheer over seeing just about any woman naked in front of them.
            A was not fully rigid while under the desk; if he had been, it was unlikely that there’d even be room for Sakura to jam it in her mouth with the desk ceiling so low to her head. However, upon seeing her immodestly draw down her lower garments and give a full viewing of her ass and pussy – which, he noted, was dripping – his mighty appendage was displaying its full potential. He grumbled a little as he edged a little more out of his pants, bringing them down to his knees so that his groin could be accessed easier.
            When done with that, the large hand came up to thoroughly inspect the mounds presented to him. Sakura whimpered a little, falling against the desk while the Raikage pressed his palm to her ass with greedy force. Only his hands… or hand was large enough to cup her rear so completely. She bit her lower lip and looked back at the man massaging her cheeks. Sometimes, his thumb would stray to her vagina and nuzzle the juicy lips or push them open, but he kept most of his attention on her butt. She was rather grateful that he didn’t touch another intimate and semi-virgin part of her. As hot as she was for this deplorable Kage – more precisely, his cock – she wasn’t sure she’d be willing to cross the threshold of anal stimulation… Or was she?
            A took his big hand away to set on his armrest. Idly, he rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, testing the slippery texture gathered by flourishing his thumb against her twat. She looked back at him, a servant awaiting a command. “Get on me. Ride me,” she heard him say, and again, she would obey with very little objection.
            The only obstacle, however, was mounting him. He was a large man with a large appendage, after all, and Sakura found it rather embarrassing when she actually had to crawl on top of him, turning to face away from him when she would finally fit him inside of her. He saved his stern jests and simply supported her waist when she squatted over his dick. She gulped, recalling the feeling of intimidation when she was hovering over his spear before. Of course, that time, he was the one manipulating her, and she had to do nothing but hope that he didn’t ram in too fast or too hard. Now she was finally the one in control, though she wasn’t quite sure she was up to the responsibility.
            Her feet – still in their sandals – were balancing on his knees, where there was a thankful amount of surface space. With his right hand on the side of her waist, she kept herself up and balanced by pressing back on his abs, which kept one hand free to steady the erection underneath her to line him up. Courage was what it took to finally descend, though she had to take a few moments to find it.
            He was hardly beading his first drop of pre-cum when his dark head came against her pink labia. She slathered his head with her juices, knowing that the heavy coat of saliva she had applied earlier would not be enough to smooth this passage much. When there was nothing else that could be done and A made a sound of impatience, Sakura lowered herself over his crown and began to surround him like a sleeve two sizes too small. She made a shuddering gasp; amazing how even though she’d been thoroughly fucked by him yesterday, she still felt unprepared for his giant girth. She now had the experience to immediately channel her chakra to her vaginal walls to make them easier to stretch around the intrusion. She was gasping and already sweating while coming down on him. It might’ve been wiser to unzip her vest, but it was too late now; she couldn’t unhinge her left arm to undo her top.
            She got in less than she could the day before, and when A remarked on this fact – “Is that all you are capable of today?” – she embarrassedly had to tell him that she was still a little sore. A did not seem pleased by this, but he didn’t do anything except wait for her to commence. It took about a minute or two of her twisting and squirming before she felt comfortable with A buried inside her quim. She treaded carefully to avoid falling down too far, too fast.
            Therefore, she started at a slow rhythm, moving her hips up and down just a few inches instead of the whole of what she could fit inside. Already, streams of her nectar were running down his shaft, heading over his testicles. She moaned heavily, letting her head fall back so that A could catch a whiff of her blossom-scented hair. Being more of a primal sort, her intoxicating scent invigorated his lust; he showed serious self-restraint when he kept himself from driving up into her tight snatch. If he had it his way, and if he knew Sakura could handle it, he’d have her pinned to the desk and would be fucking her for all she was worth and then some.
            Sakura, after some time rocking her hips, bent forward, clutching onto A’s pants for support. Her ass bounced on him, though she was hastening her efforts as he was lubed. Already, the slick walls tensed warningly. Biting her bottom lip, her mint eyes squeezing shut, she focused, trying not to let the pleasure and excitement overwhelm her so quickly. The more she fought, however, the more intensely the fierce shockwaves roiled from her groin. The Kage hadn’t even touched her as she rode him, yet she was already melting to completion. It felt like a severe loss.
            She didn’t notice that the massive hand left her hips until he caught her bottom jaw. Gasping, her head was turned back to A’s, and his mouth immediately ravaged hers. Unlike the tender or passionate kisses of her boyfriend, A’s lips acted more like an anchoring point as his tongue stretched into her mouth, provoking her to defend – and eventually surrender – her territory. When the tongue-duel was thoroughly underway, the hand that felt like a shackle on her neck moved down, catching her floundering breast and pawing at it arrogantly.
            As her spit ran down the sides of her mouth, Sakura inevitably had to concede, withdrawing her tongue and turning back around. Her thrusts had become weak and lazy. Pumping up and down on a massive rod with the hope to bring the stubborn man to climax before her had turned out to be a farfetched dream; Sakura was over the edge before he even made a murmur of pleasure. Whimpering in pitiful shame, she squeezed A’s shaft with involuntary pulsations and coated him in hot, lubricating juice. If he had not been blocking her, she’d have squirted a fair distance while wheezing with her release. Nonetheless, the excess fluids dripped down A’s girth to pool in a suspicious, sticky puddle beneath his seat.
            Her pre-mature orgasm did not please or amuse the Kage, and he snorted. “Is this your limit already? Hmph, I should’ve expected as much from a kunoichi of Konoha.”
            Sakura, though winded, looked back at the man who had insulted her pride as a Leaf ninja. He frowned back at her – not angry, just disappointed. That alone provoked Sakura to prove herself. Orgasm or no, she was going to make A acknowledge her as a kunoichi and know of the pride of her village!
            After a deep and focusing breath, she balanced herself and grabbed her knees for support. She sat up straight. Much to A’s surprise – however little he showed – she began to bounce up and down on him with more gusto than before, building to a shout of “Shannaro!!”
            Was she actually using Tsunade’s strength technique in her thrusts? That must’ve been the reason A was buckling each time she drove down on him. If she was able to take the entirety of him, would she have started to bruise his pelvis?! Sakura looked back at him from over her shoulder. Her hair was streaked across her wide forehead, matted with sweat. There was crimson filling her cheeks, but her eyes remained strong. She certainly was proving herself. Though she was not able to maintain her straight-backed, upright position, when she fell forward, reaching out and holding onto the close desk for support, she continued to buck ferociously on him, even when her thighs began to burn with exhaustion.
            The intensity awoke the beast within him, more fearsome than any of the Tailed monsters! Snarling savagely, A yanked Sakura off of him, and before she knew it, he had her flipped over and sprawled over his table. Whatever paperwork was on it was thoughtlessly thrown to the floor in a terrible mess. Sakura nor A paid any mind to the clutter; Sakura was more worried about the seemingly-out-of-control Raikage looming over her, and A was more concerned with fucking her senseless.
            “Wai… Wait, wait!” Sakura pleaded. She had much more nerve when she was in charge; when A stole that from her, there were no guarantees that he wouldn’t charge too deep. She felt him slide up and down her folds first before positioning accordingly at her gaping hole. Again, she implored him to show restraint.
            In a stunning display of self-control, A slipped slowly through her abused passage until he could go no further. He was measuring her tolerance for him. He pushed her left leg away, keeping her spread as wide as possible so that he had better access. Her inability to sheathe him completely was still bothersome, though; all of her vigor could not change that.
            Luckily, the Raikage did not start pounding away. Either he was enjoying the moment of just being surrounded by her or he was giving her a moment to catch her breath; Sakura thought the former notion was far more likely. Even so, Sakura took the opportunity to breathe in deeply and start steadying her nerves. It did not hurt as much as yesterday, thank goodness.
            She was lost in A’s shadow when he bent over her. His bulk hid her from the sunlight coming in through the window. Again, she fretted the possibility of someone spotting them, but if no one had seen her yesterday – supposedly – when her naked breasts were pressed up against the glass, it was unlikely that anyone would be peeping in through the Raikage office window. All they would see was the Raikage’s back and her wide-spread legs; he hadn’t taken off his Kage cloak.
            The desk trembled when A made his first thrust, a slow but hard movement that struck Sakura deep in her core. She whimpered and sputtered, knowing that she had to keep her voice down as much as possible. Was the door even locked? Naruto could barge in at any moment and find her trapped underneath the Raikage!
            “No~!” she howled when she came around A again, this time spurred by the mental image of being caught by her boyfriend. While she may have stalled during her release, A just kept on pumping like a machine: not slowing or hinting at any sign of fatigue. He bared his teeth while growling. If he kept on like this, he’d be pumping her full of his spunk within a matter of minutes. Did he like the idea of this girl carrying his child back with her to Konoha? He decided not to care.
            Sakura was coming close to the point of mindlessness. Her eyes had already begun to roll up, and the only sense she displayed was gripping at his arm or the edge of the desk. Her legs had tried to hook around A’s torso, but now they hung lifelessly; over the crook of A’s arm, her leg flopped in time with his thrusts.
            “Rah~!” A shoved deep, challenging the barrier to her womb. In response, Sakura arched her back with a shriek. She was brought back from the brink to feel that nearly-painful stab. It was a significant gesture, and she gaspingly told him not to do it inside of her. Well-versed in medical jutsu, Sakura had been privy to anti-pregnancy techniques, but she’d not practiced in some time and would hate to have to go to Tsunade-sama for advice. “Please…!” she choked out in between wheezing breaths. “Not inside…!”
            After she begged him to do it on her stomach or face, A simply harrumphed. “You think I’m done with you, girl?” She felt him thumping inside of her while he stood still, but there had yet to come a vicious torrent intent on impregnating her. Instead, she was vacated entirely, albeit slowly. Quivering and mewling from the feeling of his heavy girth sliding out of her, Sakura unconsciously lifted her hips when the head eased out of her body.
            A’s large hand clasped around her slender neck as if to strangle her. His grip hadn’t tightened at all. “I’ve more to do with you,” he promised in a gravely whisper. “Now stand up.” He stepped back to give her room to comply.
            She was a little woozy, but nonetheless stood up. She panted slightly, her eyes facing forward, though she did not seem to be focusing on A’s torso. Absentmindedly, she reached for her vest. A did not mind to see her top unzipped and the bra underneath quickly discarded. She did not bother to shrug off her garment, figuring it’d at least provide some cover should they be walked in on.
            A hopefully unlikely scenario…
            “Get to the front of the desk,” A ordered her again, and again, she obeyed. She stumbled and held onto the table for support. When she got to the front, she was dimly aware that she’d be on full display to anyone who would happen to open the door. Maybe she should hurry over and turn the lock.
            “Turn around.”
            She almost jumped out of her skin. Just how quick was this giant? He was at her side before she even realized it. Either he was too quick, or she was too slow; he manually spun her around, and she grunted softly when she was forced to bend over the desk with her butt jutting out and her legs spreading. He must’ve intended to take her from behind. She gulped and braced for impact.
            She was quite surprised to feel his palm on her rather than his tip grazing her folds. He was touching her ass, first one cheek and then the other. There was a hard-to-swallow lump in her throat when his thumb opened her crevice. He wasn’t observing her snatch; she could feel his stone-hard gaze on another hole. She was certain of this when his thumb pressed on her pucker. She gasped.
            “What’re…?!”
            “Has the jinchuuriki kid ever tried this?” A inquired, pressing his thumb harder, almost nudging her open. An anxious whimper answered his question. He gave a quiet grunt. “Then it’s time for you to try.”
            Sakura stuttered. “But…! But…!” She tried to gulp while watching A round the desk to grab a small bottle. Some type of jelly; lubricant, she guessed. The cap was removed and the bottle was set on the desk. A made a show of extracting an abundant wad with two fingers. Her head turned to follow his hand, but he roughly told her to face forward. It was difficult, but she gritted her teeth and stared forward out the window.
            Then she felt the warm glob pass over her asshole. A’s fingertip bumped against her anus, and if it were smaller, he might have been able to slip through.
            The finger moved away, but Sakura still heard the slide of lubricant. He must’ve been prepping himself now! “Ah~!” She jerked forward when the bulbous head came to her posterior. Surprisingly, he did not seize her then and there to impale her; he showed some clemency for her virgin hole. “I don’t… Ah-huhn!” She sobbed when he pressed more of his weight against her. Her legs folded slightly against his push, but her asshole was still too small for his blunt push to penetrate. Hearing him growl, Sakura tensed and grunted as he made another attempt to fill her anally. He made some headway, but hardly managed to breach her with his very tip. In response, she yowled like a cat. “It won’t fit!” she screeched to him. “Stop!”
            A did not respond well when being told what he could and could not do. In defiance of her, he pulled her to him until, with great pain and stress on her, his head squeezed into her rectum. Already, her muscles worked hard to expel him. “You can handle it,” he snapped at her when she once again persisted that he was too much for her. The lubricant he had applied hardly helped – though it didn’t feel like it helped at all. And even A had to admit that it was becoming difficult when he tried to force his second inch in.
            Sakura couldn’t remember the last time she felt such pain. Though it didn’t really seem wise to defy the mighty Raikage, she tried pulling away from him. If she mounted her chakra strength, she could yank herself free of him, but it was just so difficult to concentrate. Besides, using such a technique caused the majority of her muscles to contract, and that could spell big trouble: either for her ass or A’s cock. She could warn him, use the fact as leverage to turn him out of her.
            Before she could manage the words, he growled in frustration. Other women had been able to take him back there; for some, it was easier than vaginal! But for this girl – particularly a virgin in this area – he was far too much. Such a shame, he thought, and then began to retreat.
            Sakura couldn’t begin to describe her relief when the humongous head vacated her asshole. Her natural reflexes gained from training under Tsunade kept her from suffering any severe injuries; most girls in her position would’ve been torn! Instead, she just felt some soreness that was quickly fading – but would not soon be forgotten.
            She could almost thank the giant for understanding reason. However, he did not appear to be in the mood for gratitude. In fact, he seemed quite irked by her failure to cooperate. He glowered at her, and though she felt a sliver of fear in her gut, her pussy quivered anxiously.
            “On your knees,” he ordered, slowly rounding her as she meekly picked herself up off of his desk. He took his spot in front of her; his cock came against her stomach, and she had the urge to close her hands around it. When she looked up at him with those glistening, mint eyes, A repeated himself more fiercely than before. “Suck it,” he clarified as she began to sink down.
            Sakura didn’t hesitate, despite that his dick was just at her backside; she wasn’t even on her knees yet when she fixed her lips over the cockhead. Her mouth opened wide to accommodate him, but even then, it didn’t seem like enough. But like her studies, she was persistent. The more of A’s cock she took in her mouth, the flatter her tongue was made beneath it; the most it could do was flex against the underside of A’s dick.
            She was heading to dangerous territory when she slowly drew him closer to the back of her throat. If she voluntarily took him this deep, he might assume that she could go further; in that scenario, he was likely to force as much of himself down her throat as possible, in which case, she was likely to suffocate. Yet, for all her concerns, she inevitably swallowed a small portion into her throat. She gagged and squinted her watering eyes, coughing around the clogging phallus.
            At this standard position of kneeling, it wasn’t exactly an easy experience – particularly with a cock of such stature. It was much more prudent of her to not kneel, and instead bend over at the waist to keep her respiratory tracts in a straight line. Sure, it was a bit uncomfortable for her neck to keep her head bent up for her mouth to keep aligned, but it was worth a little cramp for Inner Sakura to boast how deep she’d taken the huge Raikage.
            A was very impressed by her moxie. He thought he could write her off as just another weak Konoha shinobi, but she was proving her mettle when she took him so very deep in her esophagus. And the strategy wasn’t too bad either, though other women preferred to lie on their backs and let him ease himself down their throats instead. She was receiving that ‘A’ for effort, especially when she began to rock back and forth – slowly, of course, modest breasts swaying elegantly beneath her.
            Her throat visibly bulged when she pushed him in; as if having a sore backside wasn’t bad enough, now her other end would no doubt be aching later. Yet she persisted, even as A’s great hand slid over the taut cheeks of her butt. She could feel him leaning over her, his feet cemented in place as to not disrupt her cock-sucking while his large palm groped her ass. It was a bit embarrassing – especially while her ass was facing the door… the still-unlocked door – but she endured the strange sensation of his fingers tickling her pucker. At least he wasn’t trying to break through like before…
            Maybe she spoke too soon. His fingers were thankfully not as thick as a cock – let alone his own – but it still felt significantly worrying and uncomfortable when he pushed in. Due to his earlier penetration of that hole, there was less stress to the muscle, but Sakura would still protest to fitting more in (if her mouth was not occupied).
            All at once, though, those fears were banished with a far greater threat. The door was opening! First, there was the faint sound of the handle being grabbed, and then the knob turning. Was it Naruto?! Sakura couldn’t even pull A’s cock out of her mouth completely when she turned to look over her shoulder. Would A rescue her dignity as he had before? Carry her at lightning speeds to handle things from an unseen position? Unfortunately, A’s graciousness was not to be repeated a second time. If it was Mabui, he could simply dismiss her with an order for her silence, and she would obey without question. If it was Naruto… A would simply deck him with a lightning-fast punch that would possibly shatter the blonde’s neck before he could even start forming a Rasengan!
            The door was thrown open.
            ♪Yo~ Bro~♪
            A burly man – almost like A, but more round around the middle – swaggered in the room, arms up and bumping in a mental rhythm that he was working out in his head. Like A, he had blond hair, but his attire was totally different, consisting of a white scarf and Kumogakure flak jacket, the traditional headband, and a pair of clip-on sunglasses. He had two tattoos: one on his left shoulder, the kanji for ‘iron’, and the marking of bull’s horns on his left cheek – modified to represent the beast dwelling within him. This was the Eight-Tails Jinchuuriki, Killer Bee.
            He sauntered forward a bit and closed the door behind him as if the sight in front of him either did not bother him, or it hadn’t sunk in yet. Whatever the case, at least the door was closed.
            The beat of his arms stopped, and they lowered at his sides. Sakura could not clearly identify his expression with those shades over his eyes, but she could feel him staring directly at her. How embarrassing! And A still was spreading her ass open, exposing all of her for this stranger to see.
            “Brother!” shrieked Bee, throwing his hands high above his head. He stammered. “What is this?!”
            A glowered at this nuisance. He’d expected his brother, but not this soon; Bee’s rap-marathons usually lasted hours. “Bee…”
            “How could you not tell me we had such fine company to exploit?” Bee interrupted, leaning forward and seeming genuinely distraught. This appearance did not last long, as inspiration swept Bee up, and he sang in a heartfelt but poorly-executed rhythm, ♪My bro brought a fine-ass girl up here~! But he didn’t tell me, so I’ll shed a tear~!♪
            Finally sliding A’s dick out of her mouth, coughing a little into her fist, Sakura wanted to hide under the desk again and never come out. Cheating was one thing, but being caught…? This guy was going to be Naruto’s bijuu mentor; there was no way he wasn’t going to blab about this to her boyfriend!
            To her surprise – and A’s annoyance – the husky rapper jaunted over, grunting rhythmically to his own beat. He was uncomfortably close, especially for Sakura’s tastes. She thought about standing up so that she wouldn’t be eyelevel with his crotch. Why wasn’t A interfering and sending his brother away swiftly?
            ♪Yo, there, girl~! I don’t know your name~♪ sang Bee. ♪But, I want you to suck my dick if it’s all the same~♪
            Sakura’s flushed face paled with his sudden and unexpected request. She stared up at him, and those sunglasses peered right back. “What?” she stammered, unsure if she really heard him correctly.
            ♪Ya don’t know me~ but take a look and you’ll see~ it’s true to a ‘T’~ I’m the Killer Bee~!♪ He threw his fist in the air with his index and pinky fingers extended for the bull’s horns. ♪Whee~!♪
            Was this guy serious? Sakura could recall two other people just as goofy, un-cool, and unattractive.
~~~Elsewhere~~~
            Lee and Gai both sneezed.
~~~
            A grumbled at Bee’s enthusiasm. His younger brother’s intentions were already made known, but he didn’t need to keep rapping about it. Bee was free to do as he pleased, but while within the Raikage tower, he was to demonstrate some level of decorum.
            “Bee!” roared the Raikage, his deep voice making the office tremble and Sakura’s heart jump in her throat. The younger sibling closed his mouth and looked silently at A. Some would have thought that he’d done the wrong thing by causing such a ruckus in his office, but really, he made it more secure; when the shinobi within the mansion heard him take that tone of voice, they knew it was best to stay as far away from him as possible.
            “If you don’t keep quiet,” growled A, lifting his tensed hand, “you’ll be punished with the Iron Claw.”
            Bee staggered in fear. ♪No, not that! I can’t take the Claw! You got it, Brother! You’re word is law~♪ Looking back down at Sakura, he took the initiative and began to remove his pants. Before she could give even a word of objection or opinion – she felt she should have a say in what was happening – Bee’s tattered pants dropped down to his ankles, and he presented her with a seven-inch erection. Thick, but it didn’t compare to A or Naruto. Somehow, after the enormous members she was involved with, she could almost find reason to smile in relief.
            ♪For chatter, we ain’t got the times~! So why don’t you suck it while I bust some rhymes~?♪
            Sakura was yanked forward by Killer Bee, and the cock plugged deep into her mouth. He felt so thin and small after she’d been choking down A for so long; it was a relief, though she was reluctant to cooperate with such an impulsive gesture. Her brow furrowed irritably, but the husky man wasn’t dissuaded from keeping himself in her mouth. She could’ve sent him flying with a flick of her finger on his pelvis, yet she decided to follow through, against her more sensible judgment.
            Her tongue had freer movement – not much, but more than earlier – so she began to flourish it around the dick. She felt a bit disgraced that this stranger so quickly took her mouth, but at the same time, it roused her. Groaning eagerly, her green eyes looked up at his bearded face as she carefully swallowed him into her throat.
            Bee groaned, tilting his head back. Though he considered himself a rapping legend, the truth of the matter was he had less groupies than he had good rhymes. He’d snagged a girl or two before, but this pink-head was of a different level than those fatties. ♪Look at how her mouth takes in my cock~! She must really know her way ‘round the block~♪
            Sakura didn’t know about that. She may have had some practice, but the amount of ‘lovers’ she’d had just barely went up to three with him. The thing was that these lovers were insatiable; Jinchuuriki lust in a young boy was a powerful thing. Honestly, it actually made it a little difficult for her to handle Bee, simply because he was not the size she was used to. When A’s mighty hand brought hers to his cock, it was far more familiar, and she began to pump him earnestly.
            Years of silence… But with all these wild actions, Inner Sakura was slowly growing strength from the deep recesses of her mind, cheering herself on for these deplorable acts. As if to give herself reason to cheer, Sakura held her breath, closed her eyes, and sunk her mouth deep over Bee’s erection until her nose was touching his pelvis and her lower lip was against his balls.
            “Whoa!” Both of Bee’s hands clamped on her head, holding her deep on him. He shuddered and seethed viciously at the feeling, keeping her from moving back even when she made choking noises. Puckering his lips, he droned for a while before finally letting her pull back and catch her breath. She only took three deep breaths and pushed her hair out of the way before she resumed her work on his prick, tending to the tip with her tongue before her lips sealed around it. Her back-and-forth motions were restricted solely on the tip, knowing that the glands on the underside of the rim were particularly susceptible to stimulation.
            The hand that had been bracing on Bee’s thigh edged away to grab him at the base; this would hopefully prevent him from shoving too deep down again, and with the extra motions opposing her mouth, she hoped it’d trigger his release sooner. That was assuming that he hadn’t the terrifying stamina of the Raikage.
            Her hand could barely hold his cock, but A was nonetheless amused by the sight of it. With her halved efforts, he’d die of old age before she made him cum. Still, watching her lips wrap around another cock had him eager to fuck her again. Yesterday, she was so determined to deny her lustful feelings; now she was quick on the decline of being a pure slut. After all, not many women would so easily invite another man’s cock into her mouth while already sucking another guy off.
            A moved off the table and knelt behind Sakura. She was lifted from her kneeling position to stand on her toes, her body bending at a right-angle while she continued to slurp on Bee’s dick. Even on her tiptoes, her sex didn’t measure up to A’s height; the giant had to kneel to line his bulk up with her quivering snatch. The knob pushed against her entrance. A whimpering moan vibrated around Bee’s dick when her damp folds yielded to the pressure. With a slick, audible slide, her crotch swallowed a significant portion of A’s erection.
            As before, when that huge slab pierced her slit, Sakura cringed and felt that he would destroy her. How many tries would it take to accept him with ease? She’d be the ‘loosest’ woman in Konoha by that time. Spurred by intense arousal to test her own limits, she pushed back against the dark pike, experiencing every inch in painful ecstasy. Opening her mouth wider around the dick in front of her, she grunted sharply as A slowly plowed to her core and bucked hard against her womb. Of all things, it probably caused the most discomfort to her when he collided mercilessly with her cervical wall. So deep… Too deep…!
            Expecting a reaction, A pushed against her twice to see if she had the nerve to fight back. If Bee wasn’t there, she’d probably snap at him; it may have just been their second encounter, but she’d grown significantly bolder than the easily-folded (in more ways than one) girl he’d fucked yesterday.
            “Is this what you like, girl?” he growled sadistically to her. His hand clasped onto her side, moving backward slowly so that she could fully experience the drag. She gave a moan that sounded close to a sob muffled against his brother’s dick. “Hn, you’ll still need more practice to handle me!” As if to mock her, he struck in hard and deep, causing her to arch off of Bee’s shaft and transforming her drawn-out sob into a high-pitched wail. Her cry of anguishing pleasure was quickly muted when A’s hand – brought from her waist – shoved against the back of her head to impale her orifice with his brother’s dick again. Fervently, Sakura tightened her lips around the shaft to commence suction.
            “Thanks for the hand, Bro, my man,” snickered Bee. Gingerly, he slid his fingers back into Sakura’s silky hair. Short, it may have been, but she still took extra-good care of it. He moved in and out of her mouth at a very subtle pace, for he didn’t want to conflict with A’s building rhythm. He watched as Sakura’s closed eyes squinted hard whenever A’s mighty manhood plunged deep into her. If he was going full bore, she wouldn’t even have the presence of mind to take care of another dick; that was a frightening thought, as Bee contemplated her teeth biting down to cope.
            Of course, the impetuous Killer Bee was hardly known for following his brother’s direction. ♪Hey, pretty lady; I know my brother makes the calls~! But to switch things up, how ‘bout playin’ with my balls~?♪
            He was even less charming than Naruto, but Sakura nonetheless complied. She might’ve given more thought to acquiescing to his suggestion had A not been – reservedly – pounding away at her cunt. Picking Bee’s cock from her mouth and keeping it propped up with a hand that generously stroked it from time to time, she nuzzled the sensitive orbs underneath. His shaft might’ve been less impressive, but his testicles were a bit larger than her boyfriend’s; not that it really mattered to her, as they didn’t affect sex much into terms of experience.
            She daintily rolled her tongue under one testicle, and then doted on the other. She opened her mouth a little more, and after gasping during one of A’s latest thrusts, she supped the sac between her lips. Bee huffed above her, and she watched as his lips puckered while he hummed how good it felt. A’s brother… and she had him squirming with pleasure. Now if only she could handle the actual Raikage with such ease…
            “C’mon!” She wasn’t given much time to lavish his scrotum when Killer Bee grabbed both sides of her head to pluck her off. In no time at all, her mouth was redirected back onto his cock, only this time, she was held still so that the bulky man could thrust at her mouth. She could tell he was entering the final laps towards an orgasm, and on instinct, her tongue roiled around him to help aid him in his sprint.
            ♪Keep it up now~! You’re almost done~! Get ready now~! I’m about to cum~♪ And sure enough, with that last verse, the Eight-Tails Jinchuuriki unleashed his wad into Sakura’s mouth. He pressed in deep after the first blast painted her tongue with white, and she’d no chance to savor the thick, bitter fluid; it all was sent down to her stomach in rapid gulps. The spurt of spunk that she did get a sample of was the most bitter thing she’d ever tasted, and she wrinkled her nose in distaste. She was surprised she had the stomach to gulp down the rest.
            Bee experienced one of the odd, prolonged moments of his mouth keeping shut while he grunted and fed the pink-haired girl a great quantity of his vital seed. Like the only other woman who’d performed oral on him, he could identify the look of disgust for his ejaculation. After he was spent and Sakura had the opportunity to pull off of him and gag offensively, he scoffed and said, “Well, it ain’t gonna taste like milk and honey, bakayarou! Konoyarou!”
            Spoiled milk would be an accurate description for the taste, but Sakura fought back the urge to spit over the Raikage’s floor. When the final traces of Bee’s pungent cum were gulped down, she sighed, panted a little, and stifled a gag. Just… awful!
            Not much time to get over the disgust… She gasped when the floor fell away beneath her. A’s arm had curled around her midsection and was lifting her with the effort of adjusting a twig. Before Bee could complain about the delectable girl being taken away, A snorted that he was to have his own way first. Like a pair of cavemen…
            A sat down at the edge of his desk, holding the girl on his lap. Her back was pressed tightly against his sternum when she reclined. That pillar of muscle jutting between her legs was meant to go somewhere; she had to maneuver her hips accordingly to even angle A’s shaft towards her entrance.
Good little girl; finally taking the initiative. A almost smirked while the pink-haired kunoichi rubbed his bulbous tip at her soaked and swollen cleft. She took him in a bit easier, hardly uttering much more than a throaty grunt when he delved in deep. She meant to reaffirm her stance on him, keep her control of the situation as to also keep control of the pace, but her methods were far too sluggish for the Raikage. He manipulated her solely with the arm locked around her midsection. Staving her own methods, he countered with his own, and like always, Sakura could hardly catch her breath. In no time at all, mewling whimpers of mercy were creeping from her jarred mouth, and A was completely deaf to them. “A ninja should not expect leniency, even a kunoichi,” he growled. His hand wound down to start probing at her clitoris. In response, Sakura lifted her legs, shut her knees together, and wriggled atop A’s lap.
He churned within her. As if to steady her and banish her rowdy behavior, A tugged her and held her down on his pulsating member. Sakura’s hands shot down to hold onto his muscular thighs, her nails clawing into his dark, steely skin. Rather than make quick thrusts, A switched to harder jabs with longer pauses in between. Each time, the pink-haired girl made a sound like she had just taken a punch to the gut.
            “Uhg…! Ah! Not… Kya~! Not so hard!” she wheezed, but A would hear none of that. She would keep the pace he’d set whether she wanted to or not. Her strength afforded her much, but against a Kage of speed and strength, she could only submit to letting him fuck her brains out. She’d much rather trade her strength-enhancement for endurance at a time like this.
            The heavy desk rumbled underneath A’s rapidly-lifting hips. As he growled, steadily building up his tempo, tendrils of electricity began to shoot across his body. His hair slowly began to rise from the static slowly filling the air. He may not have been a Jinchuuriki, but there were plenty of times when A’s chakra acted on his excitement. If he was not careful to keep himself in check, he would wind up shattering Sakura’s pelvis before even getting the chance to release.
            Sakura felt the coursing electricity even in her snatch, radiating sharp and precise heat in her loins. It truly was becoming too much for her, especially when she came. A flood of her juices squirted down over his testicles, the insides of his thighs, desk and floor. As she tried to catch her breath, she realized that A was quickly losing control of himself. He hit her cervix harder and harder until she felt more pain than pleasure. Acting fast, mounting her chakra as much as she could in her sex-frazzled state, she slammed her mighty hands down on his thighs, shouting a resonating, “Stop it, shannaro!!”
            A’s backside was slammed down to the table, hitting hard enough to test the durability of his custom-made desk; he broke so many with his fists in times of fury that Mabui insisted that his furniture could endure more than the normal abuse. The downward impact echoed and knocked A back to his mind. It seemed the Konoha girl still had some spunk to show. He’d happily pound that out of her.
            Before he could mockingly warn her of her provoking mistake, A’s attention was drawn. Bee had yet to leave after his orgasm, and like his brother, he demonstrated sexual resilience even after ejaculation. It was more accurate to liken him to Naruto’s stamina, as they shared the endurance of bijuu containers.
            ♪Yo, Bro! That ain’t fair~! You can’t hog her to yourself~! C’mon and share~!♪ Bee took a ‘stylish’ pose, pointing with two fingers at Sakura while still addressing A. ♪I got an idea~! Whaddya say~? You take her ‘V’, and I’ll take her ‘A’~!♪ ♪If you do that, it’s just fine with me~! We can demonstrate the combo power of A ‘n’ Bee~!♪
            A could’ve done without the rapping explanation, but he didn’t really intend to hoard Sakura to himself. “Hmph… Very well, Bee.” And with ease, he rotated Sakura on his cock, twisting her so that her breasts were flat against his solid abdomen.
            Sakura quivered from having the large cock turned while within her. But when she was pulled against A in a one-armed embrace, her butt jutting out behind her, she was fairly alarmed. Not accustomed to Bee’s peculiar speech patterns, she fearfully stuttered, “What?”
            “Hn, didn’t you hear me? My bro’s got dibs on your ‘V’, and your ‘A’ is all mine,” Bee said. Recognizing the still-uncertain look in her eyes, he decided to be a bit more direct. “That’s ‘vagina’ and ‘ass’ in layman’s, bakayarou! Konoyarou!”
            Sakura’s eyes widened when it dawned on her the significance of her prostrated position. “What?! No!” She squirmed.
            But it was too late; Bee was behind her, pushing her modest cheeks open to present her asshole. After A tried to barge through earlier, she felt apprehensive about anyone treading back there. She’d only barely just recovered, and now Killer Bee intended to pry her open again? Granted, his was not the monster A’s was, but there were reasons she’d never even let her boyfriend fuck her up there. It hurt and just seemed so unnatural and undignified.
            That certainly didn’t stop Bee from pressing insistently against the pucker. Leftover lubricant would help, and A’s brief encounter loosened her, but Bee still found it a chore to bust through. “Bro, would you happen to have..?”
            A step ahead of him, A was already passing the salve for Bee to lube himself up with. ♪Alright~! Leave it to my brother when things are tight~!♪
            Sakura looked back, wide-eyed as she watched Bee paste his dark shaft with the viscous gel. He used an abundant amount of it, even more than A had used, and then carelessly dropped the container at his feet, slathering himself up in his fist – though his fingerless-gloves made it a little messy to do. With the excess on his thumb, he donated to her tense sphincter.
            “Now let’s try this again,” she heard the corny rapper mutter to himself, and again, she was pushed open indecently. What mortification she felt; what sexual frenzy! Her petite chest heaved when she felt Bee’s cockhead nudged her rear opening. “Surprise! Buttsecks!” jeered Bee before applying more pressure to her. Telling him to stop was pointless; she knew that. Arguing against him and A? Impossible… She could only grit her teeth, hold on tight, and grunt when Bee made his move. Try and relax, she futilely told herself.
            Her asshole pressed inward, resisted a bit longer, and then steadily gave way around the swollen tip. That alone made Sakura squeak and whine. Her insides felt like they were burning from the amount of friction caused by Bee’s forceful entry. Teeth clenched, and Sakura seethed as he slowly made his way up her backside. “Gah!” Her back arched. She bore down on him, hoping to relieve some of the strain of taking a cock fully back there.
            A was patient, but that would only last for so long. The tight space around his own erection clamped down hard on him due to the space of Sakura’s rectum being filled. He grunted a little and held Sakura tighter. Her nails raked down his pectoral muscles, trying to distribute and vent some of the anguish of her ass opening up for the foreign member.
            ♪Just hold on tight~♪ wheezed Bee, still gingerly working his cock through the ring of unwilling muscle. ♪Your ass is putting up quite the fight~…♪
            Take it out! Inner Sakura screamed. As wild and frenzied as she was, even the crazier side of Sakura couldn’t tolerate this pain well. First the Raikage, now this? Why didn’t Tsunade-sama give me training for these scenarios?! Shannaro!
            “Grah!”
            Sakura snapped her head up, beads of sweat flying from her face. Bee made a sharp jab, and she felt his pelvis smack against her buttocks. Fed up with doing things slowly, he’d decided to cram it all up there in one fell swoop. It was like ripping off a band-aid: it gave a sharp sting, but it ebbed quickly. Even so, Sakura was overwhelmed. Double-penetration? She honestly never believed herself capable…
            Behind her, Bee droned. He may have anchored himself deep inside of the pink-head’s bowels, but her involuntary muscles continued to quiver and push against him. If he let up when pulling back, he was very sure that she’d unintentionally expel him. His teeth clenched, and he made a wheezing noise. “Whoa, girl! You’re a lot tighter than I thought,” he gasped. His hands sealed onto her sides as if letting go would fling him from the room. With a ragged grunt, he jerked his hips, lifted himself on his tiptoes, and jabbed in until her buttocks were flattening against his pelvis.
            Two at once; the sizes may have been drastically different, but Sakura was astounded that she could tolerate such treatment. Each breath was a struggle; either she was panting too quickly, or it was too difficult to inhale. She pawed at A’s chest as if begging for mercy, though A definitely did not have any to give. The moment she resigned to her status as ‘slut’, she was forfeit of all niceties. And despite the warnings her brain was spouting, her body subconsciously rocked a little, testing her new circumstances. Painful and stretched, but her knowhow of medical Chakra-use would protect her from irreversible damage – if any.
            “Start moving, girl,” ordered A. “You’ve had enough time to relax.”
            Though she felt winded, Sakura still managed the strength and mind to flash him one of her most annoyed looks. At exactly what part did she have time to relax? First, there was the under-desk blowjob that took place with her boyfriend in the same room; then she rode A to her first orgasm and beyond; after which, she took her first anal-abuse when A tried to shove his humongous cock back there; when Bee appear, her workload only doubled, and drinking down his spunk wasn’t pleasant in the least! Now she was sandwiched between the two – her first double-penetration, no less! – and expected to do all the work. Damn this bastard!
            Yet she still complied. Grabbing A’s shoulders with a bit of malice and intent to hurt him, Sakura slowly dragged herself up. The sensation of two tightly-packed appendages sliding out of her at the same time made her breath hitch again, and she was forced to stall to settle herself. She had thought that she would’ve been accustomed to A by now, but when she replanted herself on his erection, it still stung a bit to stretch around him. Add to that the pain of Bee digging in her ass, and the only thing that kept her going was arousal and the hope that she’d become familiar to this dual sensation.
            Bee was groaning in his throat while his right hand glided against her posterior. Not much to grab onto, he assessed, but enough. Grabbing the mounds of her ass with both hands – a gesture that tugged on Sakura’s nerves and modesty – he spread her apart so that he could get a clearer view of where his dick was lodged in her body. “Dang, that’s a sight,” he whistled. “You sure know how to pick ‘em, Bro.”
            “Quiet, Bee,” A rumbled. He didn’t care for Bee’s continued chatter, not when he was focused on the pink-haired medic. His hand drifted up from her waist to maul her breasts. His hand completely covered her modest mounds, and he fondled them with the technique of molding clay.
            “Guh~!” A may have expected her to fulfill their lusts, but Sakura could not manage. She was too winded to carry on for the two brothers, and with a failing exhale, she fell against A, gasping and heaving. “I… I can’t…!”
            No more of this… A was fed up with her wilting attitude. He looked over Sakura’s head. “Bee…”
            Killer Bee simply nodded, understanding the Raikage on a level transcending words. Sakura wouldn’t have understood, even when Bee’s hands left her waist to latch like large shackles onto her ankles. A bit uncomfortably, Bee pried her legs open, wide open! She was pretty much doing the splits on A’s lap!
            ♪Better get a grip~! It’s gonna be a trip~♪
            Sakura unwittingly howled in apprehension and ecstasy when A suddenly rose, his arm hugging her midsection to fasten her to his body. She found herself tightly sandwiched between two giants; Bee holding her legs apart allowed them unhindered opportunity to her body. And short of using her monstrous strength to wrench herself free, there was naught she could do about it!
            “Take a deep breath and enjoy the ride,” Bee husked out before his brother began to move the girl between them. Feeling the younger brother’s flak jacket grind against her back was perhaps the most uncomfortable part; Sakura was astonished by how nice it now felt to have their cocks sliding in and out of her. Bee didn’t quite move as smoothly, for her ass still held some resistance. He wasn’t complaining. Far from it; he was making quiet rap sounds to the rhythm of their fornication! Once or twice, he stopped his beat to tickle the shell of her ear with his wiry tongue.
            “Yeah, you like it, baby? You know you do,” he husked in her ear. Was he trying to sound erotic? He failed at that. She almost suggested to the elder brother to put some tape over his mouth to shut him up. Unlike her, A was accustomed to tuning out his adopted sibling. But perhaps to drone out the sound of the annoying Bee – or maybe he was just frustrated by his eluding orgasm and the slow pace being set for Sakura to get used to – A pushed them into high gear.
            As A subconsciously tapped into his lightning-based chakra, an electric aura began to course over his body, delighting the sensitive nerves of Sakura’s pussy when even his cock pulsated with the shocking currents. He twitched sporadically within her; whether from excitement or his amped-up chakra, Sakura could not guess.
            “Oh…! Kya~!” Squished between the two powerhouses of Kumogakure, suspended spread-eagle high above the floor, Sakura couldn’t even form a coherent thought, not beyond the two cocks moving so frantically through her body’s lower orifices. While A boasted the grandest size in perhaps all the nations of the ninja world, it was the pass of Bee’s cock through her untried asshole. A was electrifying, and Bee was scorching her raw nerves with unknown pleasure. It must’ve been because she was so adverse to the action, refusing even her eagerly-experimental boyfriend’s attempts to that passage. Each thrust – which was considerably deep, despite her just barely becoming accustomed – made her buckle and grunt huskily. Once, against his eager brother’s wishes, Bee locked his fingers onto her hips – letting go of her legs, which she instinctively wrapped around A’s torso – to force her all the way down on his shaft. He groaned obscenely as his groin shoved against the flushed cheeks of Sakura’s posterior. In response to his actions, Sakura’s involuntary muscles squeezed more vigorously than before; she grunted long and deep from the reaction.
            “Ah, damn! I ain’t gonna last long against such a tight hole, y’know, dattebayo?” Bee took pause, and even in the current circumstances, he pondered the odd phrase he just blurted to make the awkward rhyme. Would it hold in a rap?
            “Bee!!” roared the titan. Quick to follow his irritated shout was the dreaded Iron Claw! It was up to Sakura alone to hold herself aloft, now that both men abandoned their grips on her. A furiously squeezed Bee’s face in his palm, eliciting cries of mercy. “Enough of your fooling around!” The matter at hand was becoming more like business or a matter of doing than sheer, primal lust.
            “Sorry, Bro!” squealed the rapper. Supporting the undersides of Sakura’s legs once more, Bee began to move her double-time. This had to be finished… Bee was all for slacking and taking leisurely time to do things, but there was still the matter of those Konoha visitors. He was still quite unaware of Sakura’s purpose, despite their intimacy.
            Likewise, Sakura hoped that the brothers would finish soon. Having lost count of her orgasms thus far – her apex a mess of sweat and dripping juices – this had become more of a workout than anything else, stretching muscles to their limit. If she thought she had been sore yesterday… “Finish…” she droned, her face buried against A’s chest.
            This was fatigue that A knew all too well. All lovers in the past inevitably wore out before he could wind down. Sakura may not have thought so, but A tapping into his lightning powers was helping him to speed the process. The tug in his groin was stimulated and intensified from the static charging through his very veins. Really, at his mere whim, he could finish.
            ♪I think it’s time, Bro, to stop foolin’ around~! Let’s put her on the desk and pound, pound, pound~!♪ Bee accentuated his last lyrics with timed thrusts that filled Sakura’s tender ass.
            Sakura was far too frazzled to make complete sense of Bee’s lyrical suggestion; some clarity was afforded to her only when her pussy – fucked raw to the point of numbness – finally had some space returned. A slid out of her without preamble. His were methods of swiftness and action; no pussyfooting around, especially for a Konoha whelp!
            Still impaled on Bee’s turgid length, Sakura was swiftly spun around to land on her back across the Raikage’s table. The length of it didn’t meet hers; her head would be hanging off the end if she let herself lay back. She kept herself propped up on her elbows, though, still gasping and watching Bee mercilessly slide in the space beneath her throbbing slit. Without A occupying that hole, taking Bee in felt a bit smoother. But she would know better than to assume that A was done with her.
            And sure enough, his massive hand gripped her shoulder from behind – she hadn’t the time to notice him while Bee was so frantically fucking her ass – and forced her down, her head hanging over the edge of the table. Glowering, without much thought, she snapped, “What do you think you’re doing, shannaro-ugh!!” Her mouth being open was all the opportunity the large man needed. He wedged his cockhead between her lips and then spread them wide. Sakura – aside from biting down – had no choice but to open her throat for the impatient man. She was tearing from the intense provocation to her gag reflex, but A permitted no quarter and continued on. Lying back in such a way made the action easier. In another position, it would not have been so easy to oblige him.
            Her bulging throat was surrounded by A’s palm, not to strangle her, but for leverage; he was doing enough suffocating by shoving his slick phallus down her esophagus. Lightning still jolted from him, but he seemed less tempered than before.
            In fact, when Sakura had gathered her wits enough to figure out how to breathe in time with A’s steady pace, she realized how perfectly in sync the brothers were. Obviously, they had done this before – a disturbing thought for her to later ponder – so they were in perfect sync! They filled her at the same time, which caused her to grunt from Bee jamming up her backside, which caused intense vibrations around A’s prick.
            Bee heaved himself against Sakura, hugging her thighs with either arm to keep the position nice and open for him. Feeling rather elated by this conquest, he brought a fist out in front of him, asking A for a bump. A flat-out ignored him, set solely on filling Sakura’s throat. “What a letdown, Brother,” moped Bee. Yet despite his downed mood, he kept the pace of his brother. Not for an instant did either fail to hit the ‘beat’.
            But it did not go for much longer. A was great, but not everlasting. The self-stimulation of his boundless chakra and the reluctant suction of Sakura’s lips had worked too much on him. He’d held off long enough. He was close to orgasm, but Sakura would have no way of indicating it. That was, until, with a throaty and somewhat angry growl, A unclogged her throat. Immediately, she went into a fit of coughing and wheezing. She meant to sit up, but A returned his hand to her gullet, keeping her in place. As if to respond to her would-be defiance, the object that had just been stuffed in her mouth swatted her across the face.
            “Stay down” was all he offered her before relinquishing his grip on her throat. He replaced the hollow of his fist with his cock and began to stroke. Sparks shot off of him. Sakura knew what was coming, and before a protest could be made, she was abruptly and copiously masked with white. Hot bursts randomly accompanied with more bursts of electricity; Sakura gasped both from surprise and for breath when A’s essence spread quite thickly across her face, drizzling from her chin to her forehead and hair.
            A was still spouting when Bee finally felt weary. Huffing and puffing, red in his face, he leaned over Sakura’s body. His indications of release were far more obvious. He twitched, made a strange face or two, and then pushed deep. He emptied his final load in her bowels. He stayed in her for a few seconds in recuperation, but before he could begin to wilt, he yanked himself out swiftly and turned his sunglasses to her gaping hole. The anal creampie was deep, but apparent. He admired his work as he breathed heavily, prolonging the sight by holding her anus apart with his thumbs.
            “How ‘bout that? All the inspiration I need, bakayarou, konoyarou!” At last, he let Sakura be, and it seemed that even A was done with her. Together, the A/Bee duo collected themselves and casually began to dress. Sakura, on the other hand, barely had the strength to sit up, breathing heavily and struggling to even open an eye open beneath A’s generously-donated seed. She should yell or scold them for abusing her so, making such a mess of her.
            “How am I supposed to get cleaned up?” she grumbled, wiping some jizz away from her right eye to glare at A for an answer.
            The giant scoffed at her understandable query. He should not be bothered with her troubles. “I’ll call for Mabui,” he said simply, turning away from her to gaze out the window and over his village. “She’ll escort you in secret.”
            Unacceptable! Sakura simmered after getting over her initial shock. Like she would let anyone see her in this state, let alone a woman as refined as Mabui! “You can’t do that!” Was that a threat or a plea?
            Bee, in place of his stone-cold aloof brother, returned, ♪Don’t be scared; you got the power~! Just go down the hall, and jump in the shower~!♪
            And then copier got fed up and just decided to end the story there…
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I know everyone (kinda) was looking forward to the Kumo gangbang and crap, but honestly, this story... So... 'A Blossom Blooms in Kumo' will take over all the anticipated events that were planned for this story. Maybe lazy; maybe slapdash... but I'm copier
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