To Bag the Teacher | By : Trollmia Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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PART 4
Iruka had no
idea what he was doing. Well, actually he did. He was making out with the
Kazekage’s older sister, in her kitchen. She was sitting in his lap, doing all
kinds of wicked things with her mouth. And as his body seemed to know more about
what was going on, he managed to lure a very arousing mewl from the blonde
bombshell.
And that mewl
got his member to twitch in excitement. The heat raced through his veins. His
heart was beating faster than it ever had done ever. He could feel the softness
of her breast against his chest. The taste of green tea and eucalyptus was
overriding any rational thought he might have.
And before his
head could comprehend to what was happening, his body was securing the flaring
emotions inside him, making him go with the flow. But damn if he would let this
woman top him.
Oh no, he might
be a mellow and kind teacher, but he was a man. And he was going to show it to
this woman. Yes, indeed he would.
And with his
manhood back on top, his fingers began to untie her kimono. He could feel her
gasp against his mouth as he took charge of this little make out session. If
she wanted him so bad, then he would give all of him to her. And then we would
see who had the last laugh. If this were some kind of prank, then she would
regret it dearly. He would make it so that she never looked at another man
again. Iruka would indeed be the centre of her universe from now on.
~~
Temari was
surprised to feel the assertiveness of the teacher. From having being like a
blushing bride, it was now she that was the uncertain one. But she had to admit
that she liked this side of the otherwise so soft Iruka.
And before she
could say ‘Kiri Kiri Mai’, she could feel his callous large hands on her
bare back. He had managed to undo the upper part of her kimono. She was naked
from the waist up, her perky breast out in the open for Iruka to drool over. Her
breath was caught in her throat as one of his large hands came up to cup her
left breast, his thumb moving over the hard nipple.
“Iruka-san,
p-please,” Temari whispered against his lips.
“Are you still
sure about this Temari?” Iruka asked but the answer came quite quickly as she
arched her back, letting him fully feel the softness of her soft flesh against
the palm of his hand.
‘Good, because I
don’t think I can hold back for very much longer,’
he thought to himself as he grabbed hold of her behind and rose to his feet. He
placed Temari on the kitchen table and moved to stand between her parted legs.
He pushed up the lower part of her kimono so it rested around her waist and with
a few quick moves with a kunai he had thrashed her panties.
“IRUKA-SAN!!”
Temari yelled, her blue eyes wide with surprise.
“You wanted me,
now you got me, Temari-san,” Iruka growled, his voice thick with arousal. He
cupped her face and leaned in for another kiss. He felt her lips, wet and soft,
open up for him. The kitchen was steaming with sexual tension.
Temari’s hands
were entangled with chocolate locks of hair as she tilted her head a bit, giving
Iruka deeper access inside her. The realization that she was sitting on her
kitchen table, her garment folded around her waist and her panties sliced into
tiny little pieces was egging her on. But she was a bit disturbed that Iruka was
still fully dressed.
‘Nothing that
can’t be helped,’
she thought grimly and let her hands fall from his hair and down to his chest.
She quickly undid his chuunin-vest and removed it. She let it fall to the floor
as she began to unbutton his shirt. But she became annoyed that it took so long,
so she simply ripped up his shirt. The buttons flying all over the place.
Finally she had
the opportunity to watch him. He was well formed. Tanned soft skin rippled over
hard muscles. He had scars here and there and she knew that his back held a
prominent scar from when he protected Naruto from a crazed man named Mizuki.
“Damn, you are a
beautiful man,” she whispered and licked her lips as her fingers moved over
Iruka’s tanned chest. Her nails scraped over his stiffened nipples, causing him
to gasp.
“And you
Temari-san, are a very beautiful woman,” Iruka said in response and mimicked her
movements and placed his hands on her full breasts, his thumbs gently massaging
her nipples.
Iruka watched as
her hands fell lower to his trousers. Her eyes were glued to his as her fingers
slowly unbuttoned his pants. He helped her along and let them fall down to the
floor together with his underwear.
“So you are a
brief-barer? Ehh, Iruka-san? Very sexy.”
Iruka, faithful
to his ever present habit of blushing, did just that, blushed. But when he felt
her slender fingers move and encircle his length he felt the need to dominate
her again. He put his fingers under her chin and tilted up her head.
“This is going
very fast, but I will not regret it.” His voice dark and growling as he pushed
her legs further apart and moved her to sit on the edge of the table. He pressed
forward so that his manhood brushed over her moist warmth.
“Damn it Iruka,
just do… something,” Temari gasped breathlessly as she felt the tip of his cock
rub against her slit. Gods above, he was torturing her with his teasing.
Iruka smiled and
guided his length inside the vibrant young woman that had chosen him as her
mate. With one swift move he was buried deep inside her welcoming body. He felt
as if stars exploded all around them as he felt her wetness surround his shaft.
Temari was just
as much in a bliss as he invaded her body with his thick member. She had lovers
before, a few, but none had given her such satisfaction. But this was different
on so many levels. First of all, she loved this man. She loved him so much. And
the knowledge that the man she loved was now inside her, deep inside her, it
almost made her tearful.
Temari’s heels
dug into the teacher’s backside, making sure that he was firmly planted deep
inside her for every move forward. But it was not enough for the forward young
kunoichi. So she made a move and got Iruka to sit back on the chair and she
followed him down on the seat.
Iruka grunted as
the air went out him when Temari enveloped his shaft in her wonderful heat once
more. She put her arms around his neck and he looked into her dark blue eyes and
saw the love she held for him there.
“You are a
s-strange woman, T-Temari-san,” he whispered hoarsely. “But damn I starting to
like it!”
“Good, because I
r-really like this too,” Temari purred as she started to ride Iruka’s hard
flesh. She would do her best to get this man to fill her up with his love. She
wanted to bind this man to her soul for as long as he would have.
“T-Temari-san,”
Iruka growled as he felt his limit closing.
“Iruka… I really
d-do love you,” Temari gasped as she lowered her lips to his once again and
kissed the gentle man that had caught her heart.
And now there
was no doubt in Iruka’s mind. Temari, the strong Sand-woman, had chosen him as
her mate. She could have had almost anyone in the hidden village of Leafs and
yet she had chosen Iruka. She had chosen him.
That knowledge
alone filled Iruka with a power that could rival that of the S-classed Youma
named Kyuubi. He felt he could conquer the world just knowing that Temari loved
him and him alone.
Iruka grabbed
hold of Temari’s hips in a firm grip and helped her to ride him right there on
the chair. The movement of them both were as ancients as the birth of the sun
and yet it was like they had done it for just as long.
“I-Iruka,” cried
Temari as she reached her peak and fell forward against the teacher. He embraced
her in his strong arms and a small grunt could be heard from him.
Temari could
feel something warm fill up her womb and she smiled against the warm brown chest
where her head was resting.
They sat like
that for a while before Temari finally lifted her head and looked at Iruka.
“So… want to
join me at the Hokage’s office?” she asked.
“Huh?” came the
reply from Iruka.
“Well, you want
to make an honest woman out of me right?”
Iruka blushed
and nodded eagerly.
“Or perhaps we
should wait a couple of days… we could have a double wedding,” Temari theorized.
“Ehh?”
“Well, you see…
it seems as if one of your girls here in the village have a thing for my stumped
out brother… you know Gaara-chan?”
Iruka’s large
brown eyes widened.
“W-who?”
“Apparently this
white-eyed girl who seems to glow with blushes every time she speaks.. Hinata,
is that her name? Well, she has a thing for my crazy little brother… and let me
tell you, he has a thing for her… perhaps we can be wed at the same time, what
do you think?”
“Ghhha!!!”
“Good, then it
is settle. Come on, let’s take a shower first, and then I want to know more
about my new little brother..”
Temari rose to
her feet and dragged a stumbling and mumbling Iruka behind her.
A good union
indeed.
THE END!!
Poor Iruka, he
is in for a helluva life don't ya think...
Well, this is it
for this time.. Hope you had fun reading it.
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