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An Awakening	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 100549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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The next day started off rather quiet in the Uchiha household.
They all meandered in the kitchen, each of them lost in different worlds. Itachi had been stuck in front of the stove for the past fifteen minutes, occasionally stirring a pot as she made breakfast. Fugaku was reading a newspaper, taking sips from a mug of black coffee every now and then. Satsuki was humming something incoherent under her breath, her legs kicking back and forth beneath the table. Sasuke, on the other hand, was lost in thoughts about the previous night - desperately trying to keep his erection down as he imagined Itachi’s naked body bouncing up and down on his shaft, or the warm feel of Satsuki’s tongue against his orange sized balls…
After he had came inside of Itachi, the three of them hadn’t done much. In fact, they had… well, cuddled. Satsuki and Itachi snuggled up on either side of him, the three siblings quietly talking as copious amounts of his cum leaked from Itachi’s snatch. After a while, they had gotten up - Satsuki whining as Sasuke pulled on his pants, Itachi groaning as she put weight onto her sore thighs.
Itachi’s thoughts lingered on the previous night as well - perhaps a little more than Sasuke, considering she was constantly reminded of it. Having nearly two feet of cock stuffed inside of you was a rather… significant experience, and despite being trained to deal with pain on a far worse scale than this, Itachi simply couldn’t deny the soreness that she felt, both inside her snatch and in her legs and thighs.
The worst part was the cum. The sweet, delicious cum that her dear otouto pumped out by the bucket. He hadn’t held back - when he had came inside of her, her womb had been filled to the brim, and perhaps a little more than that. Even now, after hours and hours, globs of his seed would leak from her snatch. Already, she’d been forced to change panties twice - and everytime a particularly large glob of jizz escaped her, she was forced to bite the inside of her cheek to stop herself from moaning in front of her father.
Satsuki, however, was pretty content. She was a little bummed about not being able to get a piece of her twin - but, she was patient. She could wait, after all, although she couldn’t help but smile, and to think about those glorious twenty inches of thick, hot, and throbbing man meat hovering before her very eyes.
Soon, Itachi was slipping steaming plates in front of her siblings and father - and as one, the Uchiha family sat down to eat. For several peaceful minutes, their worries were alleviated, as they merely ate; occasionally, they would have sparse conversations, Fugaku asking about the state of Itachi’s training, or Itachi inquiring about when Sasuke would be getting off of leave. Other than that, the kitchen was filled with just the sound of munching and chewing, and occasionally the sip of a coffee mug or a cup of milk.
“Alright, I’ve got to get to the office.” Fugaku said, having finished first. He dabbed his mouth with a napkin, affording each of his three children a nod before sweeping out of the kitchen. A moment later, in the distance, they heard a door close.
There was silence for a moment.
“Fi-na-lly!” Satsuki cried out, the biggest, most shit eating grin spreading across her face. She flashed a sultry wink at Sasuke - before disappearing beneath the table. Soon, she had navigated herself in-between Sasuke’s legs. Her grin only widened as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his trousers, and then slowly, teasingly, she dragged them - and his boxers - down.
She began to salivate as his cock came into view. ‘Fuck,’ Satsuki thought, licking her lips, stopped from throwing herself at his member only by sheer willpower. She was woefully inexperienced - a virgin, but for all intents and purposes, her twin brother’s unfathomably massive cock had been her sexual awakening.
Ever since she had decided to ‘help him out’ by sucking him off, she just couldn’t get it out of her head. The size. The thickness. The tangy, musky taste of the bucketfuls of cum he could effortlessly dispense.
And when Itachi had informed her that they had to help him get off on a regular basis, in order to curb his newly found desires and urges? It had been like a dream come true. Seriously - the opportunity to fuck what was possibly the most massive cock in the world, day after day, night after night? Satsuki couldn’t fathom a better way to spend her days.
Satsuki reached a hand forward, fastening it around the base of Sasuke’s immense shaft. Well… she wrapped as much of her hand as she could around the bulk, not even managing to make it halfway around. She doubted that even with both of her hands available, she’d be able to complete that momentous circle.
She gave him a few tentative strokes, Satsuki squeally internally as Sasuke let out a soft moan. “I love how big your cock is, nii-san…” Satsuki cooed, continuing to stroke his member, the younger of the twin Uchihas (by only a few seconds) loving the intoxicating feel of him growing harder, thicker, bigger in her very hands. She leaned forward, giving the immense head of his member a loving lick, circling her tongue around it and scooping up the copious amounts of precum that had already begun to leak from it.
Itachi put a hand on her hip, her eyes narrowing slightly as she watched Satsuki’s head of midnight blue hair hover over what appeared to be a fleshy light pole sprouting from Sasuke’s crotch. “Really? In the kitchen?” Itachi said, her voice exasperated.
Sasuke rubbed the back of his neck nervously - but honestly, he wasn’t about to force his sister to stop sucking his cock. “Sorry, nee-san.” he said.
Satsuki heaved a sigh. “Oh, fine…!” she whined, reluctantly crawling out from beneath the table, her lips shining with precum. “Into the living room, nii-san!” Satsuki said, seizing his hand and pulling him from the chair. Again, he wasn’t about to complain, and so he followed her - casting a glance back at Itachi, a small grin on his face.
Itachi swiftly washed up the remainder of the dishes. After she was done, she strode into the living room, her lips a thin line.
There was a trail of clothes that lead the way. Sasuke's trousers, Satsuki’s pajama bottoms and then her panties… not to mention what seemed to be globs of precum that had seemingly leaked from Sasuke's engorged cock.
It wasn't long before she was standing before her siblings, both of them totally naked. Satsuki was straddling her brother, the dark haired girl grinding her hips back and forth, a lazy grin on her face.
Sasuke's cock wasn't inside of her yet, Itachi noted. “Were you two waiting for me?” she asked shrewdly, the ghost of a smirk curling her lips.
Satsuki started, apparently not having noticed Itachi’s presence until that moment. Itachi honestly couldn't blame her - twenty inches of monstrous cock sliding against your slit could certainly take your mind off of things.
“Of course!” Satsuki said, all too obviously lying through her teeth. In actuality, she had simply been taking her sweet time before getting to the main course.
Sasuke himself was feeling pretty damn content. He was smiling, a hand draped over the back of the couch, the other resting on Satsuki’s hip.
“There's no point in being left out, is there, nee-san?” he said, his eyes flickering to Itachi for a moment, before returning to Satsuki’s heaving bosom.
Itachi chuckled. “I guess not.” she admitted, her voice soft… but with an underlying tone that sounded vaguely sultry.
With one hand, she peeled off her t-shirt, letting it drop to the ground at her side. Clad in just a silky black bra, and a pair of skintight short shorts, Itachi crawled on the couch at her sibling's’ side.
She wrapped an arm around Sasuke's neck, not so subtly pressing her small yet perky bust against his flank.
Itachi bit her lip, forced to beat back her ordinarily overwhelming protective instincts. It was one thing, she thought, for her to do the deed with Sasuke… but it was another thing for Satsuki, sweet little Satsuki, to do it.
The thing was, Satsuki was a good deal… well, smaller than Itachi, who had several inches of height on her. Which was worrying, for if Sasuke's immense size could hurt Itachi… she didn't want to think about what it could do to Satsuki's presumably tighter and virgin snatch.
But… it was Satsuki's choice. If she was willing and able, it would only hamper her from getting the cock and cum that she- no, both of them now craved.
‘Oh well.’ Itachi thought. There were certainly worse fates for either of them to suffer… and honestly, if the sex continued to get better and better, she could scarcely imagine ever wanting to stop sleeping with her well hung, incubus little brother.
After a short while, Satsuki finally deemed her to be ready. She was already sopping, positively pouring wet, her pussy lips pink and puffy with need. On top of that, Sasuke's cock was more than slathered in her honey, Satsuki’s senseless grinding having certainly aided in that monumental task. It was a testament to the girl's overwhelming arousal that she even managed to get anywhere close to completely covering Sasuke’s shaft in her slick juices.
Now, however, Satsuki felt she was ready, more than ready, really. She reached a hand down, wrapping it around his thick, slippery shaft. She lifted herself up slightly, angled herself, so that her sopping wet cunt was only a few centimeters away from the engorged, purple head of his cock.
She offered Sasuke a shy grin, although the tension in her body wasn't lost on either Sasuke or Itachi. “Here goes nothing.” Satsuki mumbled.
And then she sunk herself down.
The effect was instantaneous.
“Oh!” she cried out, startling her siblings. Just barely, she had managed to quash the head of his mammoth cock into her quivering twat before being forced to stop by a combination of two things.
The first being the initial bit of pain - and the strange feeling of stretching, as her comparatively tiny, and incredibly tight body was forced to accommodate to the size of her brother's massive prick.
The second being the wave of pleasure that flowed through her body. It wasn't as good as she knew it could be - that came later - but fuck, it felt great. It felt… right. Satsuki felt right at home there, mounted like some sort of ornament on top of her twin.
She grinned ferally, Sasuke shrinking ever so slightly at the almost twisted look on his sister’s face. Satsuki clamped both of her hands down on Sasuke’s burly shoulders, and then, with a look of great concentration, began to cram his cock further into her awaiting depths. She managed… another inch, before being forced to stop, her teeth gritted, her eyes screwed closed.
“You’re- you’re so big, nii-san…” Satsuki whispered. She wasn’t idle, of course, still grinding her hips back and forth, ensuring that the three inches or so of his cock penetrating her were being well serviced.
Itachi flashed her a knowing smile. She reached a hand up, ever the doting big sister, brushing a curl of raven hair out of Satsuki’s eyes. “Don’t worry,” Itachi said, her voice nice and soothing. “You can take it, imouto. Anything that I can do, I’m sure you can do better.”
“I’m trying, nee-san.” Satsuki whined, thrusting her hips down and managing to take another inch. “He’s just - argh! How the hell are you so damn… big, nii-san?”
He smirked. “I hear that whole… ‘being an incubus’ thing can typically help with your size,” Sasuke said, his voice teasing.
Satsuki and Itachi rolled their eyes.
Itachi slipped off of the couch. “Let me see if I can help you, imouto.” she murmured, biting her lip as she surveyed the scene. She was silent a moment, watching as Satsuki continually tried to cram more inches inside of her - although it was growing more and more difficult. “Alright,” Itachi said finally.
The eldest of the three siblings wrapped her arms around Satsuki’s chest, her fingers linking up just beneath her sister’s heaving bust.
“This might hurt a bit,” Itachi murmured into Satsuki’s ears.
“Don’t worry about it, nee-san.” Satsuki said, although her voice was slightly shaky. “I can take it - I promise.”
Itachi said nothing else, but gave her a soft nod. Her impossibly dark eyes rested on Sasuke’s stony face for a moment, before closing, her grip tightening around her sister.
And then, with the strength cultivated from years of kunoichi training and vigorous missions, Itachi began to drag Satsuki down on her brother’s cock. Satsuki moaned and gasped - but Itachi paid no heed, biting the inside of her cheek hard. Eight inches. Ten. Satsuki came for the first time at that point, and afterwards it was considerably easier. Fourteen. Sixteen. Eighteen. And finally, all twenty inches of Sasuke’s thick cock was sheathed inside of her.
Satsuki huffed and panted, her eyes wide. She looked down, astonished to see some kind of… bulge running along her thin stomach, almost all the way up to in between her breasts. With a jolt, she realized that it was Sasuke. He was so big, so thick, that it was very much possible to see him even from the outside.
“Holy-” Satsuki gasped. Even her voice sounded tilted, as if Sasuke’s cock was quite literally rearranging everything about her. Her pussy… she couldn’t see it ever being the same after the stretching he was subjecting it to. His cock seemed to be rearranging her own internal organs, and that was without him even thrusting into her. Her breathing felt… labored, as if those stone-sized dribbles of precum were infecting her lungs as well.
Sasuke placed both of his hands on Satsuki’s hips. He looked at Itachi - and they both gave each other a nod. As one, brother and sister united in one purpose, they began to drag Satsuki off of Sasuke’s cock, the raven haired girl gasping and moaning, whining as she felt a sudden emptiness invade the places where he vacated.
They continued until just the tip of his cock was left inside of her. And then, with her combined strength, they shoved her back down his member - that task considerably easier than the last time, with Satsuki being nice and stretched out, and her already numerous orgasms helping to make her insides wetter than ever before.
Eventually, Sasuke no longer required Itachi’s help - and so, she returned to her place at his side.
As a consequence of the rather… hot scene occurring before her very eyes, Itachi was feeling pretty fucking horny. She’d already disposed of her shorts, and now clad in just her bra and panties, she was really hoping that Sasuke would finish up with Satsuki sooner rather than later, and give his dear ‘nee-san’ a turn with that delightful cock. In the meantime, however, she busied herself with other things… namely, experimenting a little. Nipping at the skin of his neck, licking it and delighting in Sasuke’s soft moans.
Her mother certainly hadn’t been lying. Everything, everything - without fail - about him was just… intoxicating. His skin, so soft. It tasted like sweet velvet, and she couldn’t stop herself from exploring him, running her fingers over his biceps, teasing his broad shoulders with her tongue.
She sighed almost dreamily, resting her chin on his shoulder, her dark eyes glazed as she watched her little brother drag their sister up and down his unfathomably huge cock. Satsuki’s cries and moans of pleasure were so adorable, the youngest of the three siblings unable to control her desires, having came upwards of a dozen times in the relatively short period they’d be fucking.
“Your so big, nii-san!” Satsuki cried, her raven hair sweaty, sticking to her face in places. Her cheeks were scarlet, her lips parted, her chest heaving up and down as Sasuke’s strong arms continued to pull her up and down on his cock. “So good!”
Sasuke… well, Sasuke felt… at peace.
This was what he had been born to do, right? Perhaps, he hadn’t known it. Perhaps, it had taken sixteen long years to discover his calling but now, now he knew what he had- wanted to do. It had been a long time since he had felt this good. Really, he should be beyond disturbed right now - but in all actuality, he was relaxed.
There his twin sister was, mounted on his cock, screaming and moaning, convulsing in orgasm every twenty seconds or so, hardly in control of her own body as he continued to use her like some kind of limp sex toy. His elder sister, at his side, clad in just her bra and panties - perky nipples poking through the bra, and her panties already soaked through from what he could see.
He let out a sigh, a small smile on his face.
“Are you close?” Itachi asked, her voice soft and dreamy.
Sasuke’s smile grew ever wider. “I’m getting there.” he said, not having ceased in hoisting Satsuki up and down his cock for even a split second. She was so tight - tighter than Itachi even, though not by a huge margin. So… wet, as if his cock was locked inside of a water slide that was a little too small for it.
“Don’t cum inside of her, otouto.” Itachi murmured, her hot breath fanning out against his cheek. “Remember? Satsuki said she’ll have some things to do later… and we don’t want her to have to deal with the… erm… ramifications of that, not when she’s so inexperienced.”
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “Ramifications?” he repeated, a smirk curling his lips.
Itachi rolled her eyes. “Just… don’t cum inside of her. Alright?”
He gave her a soft nod. “Alright.”
It wasn’t that much longer before he reached his limit. And with a sigh, and a fleshy squelch that echoed throughout the living room, Sasuke pulled Satsuki off of his cock. She gasped and whined, but her body was far too weak to resist.
He dropped her before him, Satsuki clumsily falling onto her knees. She was quite unfortunate. The moment she lifted her head - and the instant Sasuke caught sight of the look in her eyes, wild and untamed, so full of lust and a thousand other emotions he couldn’t even begin to comprehend… he came.
The first shot splashed across her face, as if she had been doused with a bucket. Her hair. Her cheeks. Her lips, and her nose. All completely covered in a thick glaze of his cum. She recoiled back slightly, blinking rapidly as some of it had gotten caught in her eye.
Thankfully, Sasuke had the presence of mind to grip her by the back of her head, and shove the tip of his cock into her mouth - unless she wanted a second coating on the already significant face mask he had given her. The second shot bulged out her cheeks entirely, and with great difficulty, she swallowed it. The third was a repeat of the second - but with the fourth, Sasuke managed to slide his cock deeper into her throat, to the point where Satsuki didn’t even need to swallow in order to take his load down.
Her throat moved as he pumped what seemed to be several quarts of hot, thick, gooey jizz into his twin sister. She looked so happy, Sasuke thought. Down on her knees before him, her face sticky with his cum, her body sweaty, her hair disheveled, his cock jammed into her throat as she swallowed copious amounts of his seed.
Finally, he was spent. He allowed himself a moment later to relax - merely basking in the sweet sensation of her throat constricting around his still hardened member - before reluctantly unsheathing himself, spittle and cum flying forth from Satsuki. She doubled over, cum dripping from her face and onto the floor, as she struggled to regain her breath.
Not that she was angry. Quite the opposite actually. Itachi managed to catch Satsuki before she made another lunge for Sasuke’s cock - the elder sister jerking her younger counterpart back by the shoulder.
“No.” Itachi said, her voice resolute and firm. “You have to go take a shower, young lady.”
“Nee-san…!” Satsuki whined, the face mask of cum she wore glistening. “But-”
“Now!” Itachi said.
Her head hung, and her expression defeated, Satsuki climbed to her feet. With a not so subtle limp, she walked off, her pussy leaking juices all over the floor, bits of cum dripping from her face and down onto her bust.
A shifty grin appeared on Itachi’s face, her eyes almost feral. “I’m still a little sore,” she admitted. “But… I have no problem with my mouth.” Her grin only widened, as did Sasuke’s, as she bent down - slowly taking his swollen length into her mouth.
Perhaps half an hour later, the trio of siblings were in a similar position to the one last night. Sasuke was in the center, his arms wrapped around both of his sibling’s necks, his cock still standing proud and tall.
Satsuki was clean, fully dressed, her face woefully scrubbed off and still slightly pink. Well… actually, she wasn’t entirely clean. She had her eyes closed, a sleepy smile on her face, content to listen to the soft ‘swish’ of her brother’s cum jostling about inside of her stomach.
Itachi’s lips were smeared with precum. Although her mouth wasn’t wrapped around her brother’s cock, as it had been for the last while, she wasn’t entirely idle - one of her hands had long since buried three fingers deep into her sopping wet snatch, the elder sister uncaring of the slight twinge of pain that it caused her still swollen folds.
Her other hand? Well, of course, she couldn’t just leave Sasuke’s cock unattended - so it was wrapped around the base of it, pumping it for all it was worth while Sasuke merely smiled.
“Caw! Caw!”
The three Uchiha raised their heads. There was a tap, tap, tap at the window - a hawk sitting on the sill, with what appeared to be a scroll clutched in its talons. Satsuki, being the one that wasn’t currently busy stroking someone off or being stroked off, got up - crossing the room with a poorly disguised limp, and opening the window. She accepted the scroll from the hawk, giving it a small nod before closing the window once more with a thunk.
She unfurled it, her dark eyes roaming the parchment for a brief moment
“Looks like you’re getting called out, nii-san.” Satsuki said, handing the paper to Sasuke.
Sasuke Uchiha,
I require your presence at my office. Immediately.
Godaime Hokage, Senju Tsunade.
Beneath that, her scrawled signature.
He sighed.
Itachi pressed her lips together. “Are you… erm… close?” she asked.
Sasuke shook his head. Reluctantly, Itachi retracted her hand. He got up, went to his room and dressed, and was out of the house in five minutes.
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Tsunade scratched her cheek. “Your leave is almost over, correct?” she said, her voice slightly tilted. Judging by the way she kept rubbing her head, and the hollowed out nature of her cheeks, Sasuke guessed (correctly) that she was rather hungover.
“In just a few days, Hokage-sama.” Sasuke replied.
Tsunade nodded. “Alright… good.” she mumbled. For a moment, she dug through the mound of paperwork stacked up in front of her. She extracted a manila folder from it. “You’re going to need some psychiatric exams or something,” Tsunade said, waving her hand nonchalantly. “Blah, blah, blah, it’s a law, so you’ll do it and you’ll like it. Understand?”
Sasuke grit his teeth slightly. “Understood.” he said, his voice a little strained.
Another nod, this one approving. “You will be examined by... “ A small smirk curled Tsunade’s lips. “Yamanaka Ino.”
“What?”
Tsunade continued on as if she hadn’t heard him. “You will meet her at the hospital in room two-one-one.” she said.
Sasuke frowned. “This has Naruko all over it,” he grumbled.
Tsunade smirked. “Well… in her words - ‘don’t blow off your friends and refuse to get ramen with them’.”
He rolled his eyes.
“Another thing,” Tsunade said. “I noticed a… limp you had, walking in here.” she said, her hazel eyes narrowed slightly. “Have you gotten it checked out at the hospital?”
Sasuke blinked. He had been limping… but, he hadn’t gotten hurt or anything. More so, he was still unused to the extra pounds of weight hanging from his front, and as a result… well, you get the idea.
“Umm… no.” he said rather awkwardly.
Tsunade frowned. “Damn Uchihas and their pride,” she mumbled. “Well, let me take a look at it.” Tsunade said, standing up and stepping around her desk.
Sasuke stepped back. “There's no need, Hokage-sama-” he began hurriedly.
“Be quiet, brat.” Tsunade said, closing the distance between them with several long steps. “Frankly, the only reason I'm doing this is because you're a friend of the gaki… you should be honored to have me of all people looking over your injury.”
He opened his mouth - but closed it, recognizing defeat. He watched as Tsunade crouched in front of him, one of her hands gripping his leg, her fingers not centimeters away from his monstorous cock.
“Hmm,” she hummed, her voice showing interest. “There doesn't seem to be anything wrong.” Tsunade commented. “Have you been training with sealed weights recently?” she asked.
Sasuke shook his head. “No,” he said, forcing his gaze to peel away from the glorious view he had of her seemingly endless cleavage.
Tsunade pursed her lips together. “That's strange.” she said, straightening up. Tsunade shrugged. “Doesn't seem to be too serious, though. At any rate, you're more than fit for a psychiatric exam. So get a move on.”
Sasuke bit the inside of his cheek. “Yes, Tsunade-sama.” he said. And then, as fast as his legs would carry him, he hurried out of the room.
Following her advice, he decided to just go ahead and get the ridiculous exam over with. He was an Uchiha, after all. Why would he have any need for a psychiatrist?
Regardless, an Uchiha he may be, but he was still loyal to the village… and by extension, his Hokage. Not one to disobey a direct order from her, with great reluctance in his heart, he trotted off towards the hospital.
They let him in without much trouble. He wasn’t a regular visitor to the hospital - but, if you were friends with Naruko… you tended to find your way into the place one way or another. He made his way up the stairs, uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was quite literally walking into the lair of one of his most persistent fangirls.
There it was. Room 211. Sasuke stood before the wooden door for a moment, an almost pained expression on his face. He steeled himself, before wrenching open the door and striding into the room, letting it close behind him.
“Hello, Sasuke-kun…” Ino purred.
He blinked.
Tight. That was the best word he could use to describe the attire she was wearing - a white, button-down shirt that had at least four buttons undone, revealing scandelous amounts of cleavage. A thin, form fitting violet dress… Ino, of course, having strategically sat herself down in a way that allowed him to glimpse the blue panties she wore beneath it.
But… he was used to sights like this, honestly. Try having half the female population of Konoha lusting after you for sixteen years - and you would definitely see some shit. Braless and pantieless women prancing around him, getting flashed regularly, and practically molested on more than one occasion… and that was just the tip of the iceberg.
Then again, he was a fully awakened incubus now. His sexual desires were multiplied nearly a hundredfold now, and Ino was, admittedly, a very attractive woman. Sasuke was forced to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from getting even slightly hard… which would likely give Ino the wrong idea.
He sat down in a plushy armchair opposite her, Sasuke carefully keeping his face stoic. “Let’s get this over with,” he said, his voice neutral.
Ino pressed her lips together in what was unmistakably a pout, but relented. A clipboard in hand, a pen in the other, she began to run him through a variety of questions.
“Name?”'
"Uchiha Sasuke."
“Have you experienced any nightmares or traumas as of late?”
“No.”
Ino scribbled something down on her clipboard. “Mmm hmm.” she hummed. “How many kills did you record on your last mission?”
“None. It was an escort job.”
“Any injuries suffered in the last six months?”
“A cut on my thigh. Sakura fixed it up, no scar.” Sasuke said.
“Favorite color?”
“...”
“It’s on the questionnaire!” Ino insisted.
Sasuke sighed. “... blue.” he said.
She grinned. “Favorite kind of food?”
He pursed his lips together. “Don’t think it isn’t obvious what you’re doing, Ino.” Sasuke said.
“Oh?” Ino said, the most innocent expression on her face, her pen pressed against her chin. “What do you mean, Sasuke-kun?”
Another sigh. “Well… some of these questions seem less focused on assessing my mental state, and more focused on learning things about me.” A pause, as Ino began to smirk. “It’s as if someone is asking these questions with the intent of trying to get into my pants.”
Ino dropped her clipboard onto the table in front of her, along with the pen. “Well,” she said, hands falling into her lap. “You got me, Sasuke-kun.” She grinned, slinking off of her chair like some cat, crossing the short distance between her and Sasuke. “But… that doesn’t mean you’ve passed this psych exam.”
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “Are you trying to blackmail me?” he asked.
“I don’t know…” Ino murmured.
With a grace that only a kunoichi could achieve, she eased herself into his lap, her skirt riding up to show her slightly damp panties. Her arms wound loosely around his neck, Ino purposely angling her chest so that Sasuke was given a view of her cleavage so deep that her bra was visible.
“A big strong man like you,” she mumbled, playing with the front of his shirt. “I’m sure you would just hate not being declared fit for duty.” Ino’s grin widened. “I’m sure all you’d have to do to make sure that doesn’t happen… is give a woman a good time.” She leaned in, her hot breath fanning out against his ear. “What do you think… Sasuke-kun?”
He couldn’t help it.
His cock… twitched.
And Ino jumped, nearly a foot into the air, rebounding off of him with her eyes wide. “W-what the hell?” she stammered, looking at the bulge that had appeared in his trousers, her mouth agape. “I-Is t-that?” Ino couldn’t seem to find her voice.
Sasuke smirked. He stood up, drawing himself up to full height - taller than Ino by nearly a full head. Her gaze, however, was still low, directly at his crotch.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of his pants, and slowly, tantalizingly, dragged them and his boxers down. His cock came into view - before springing out, quivering for a moment before stilling, pointed out directly from his pelvis like some kind of tower.
Ino stared at it in awe, her cheeks flushed, her blue eyes trailing up and down the massive, thick, long, twenty inch erection. It was… glorious, she thought. Everything she had ever dreamed of, and more. If before, she had thought Sasuke was the greatest man she had ever met - there was no doubt in her mind now. She had seen her fair share of cocks, both as a nurse and as a way to ease her needs, and nothing, nothing had compared to what Sasuke had so cruelly concealed.
“Like it?” Sasuke said, his voice low.
“I… love it…” Ino whispered, dropping to her knees before him. She stared at it, eye level with the engorged head, the blonde entranced with the throbbing pole that was hovering before her.
And then, with a jerk, Sasuke pulled his pants and boxers back up - Ino letting out a whine as his cock was concealed from view. “Sorry,” he said, his voice scathing. “But… I’m not inclined to sleep with women who try and blackmail me.” Sasuke smirked. “Of course… maybe, if the results from that test come back positive…”
“T-They’ll be positive!” Ino said hurriedly. “I promise…!”
His smirk grew ever wider. “That remains to be seen.” Sasuke said. “I think we’re done here - so, I’ll catch you later… Ino.”
With a walk that was more of a strut, he left the room, making sure to close the door behind him.
Ino was left behind. Still on her knees, her panties soaking wet, her face as flushed as Sakura’s hair. There was only one thing on her mind. Namely, a twenty inch thing that she had just seen walking out the door…
Needless to say, Ino made sure that Sasuke received full marks on his exam.
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Sasuke was left with a slight problem, however.
Sure, he had effectively forced a proud, headstrong woman into submission just by brandishing his cock around - he definitely felt good about that. Basically ensuring that he was good to get off of leave was great as well.
But he was horny.
Ino was hot as well. Just as hot as his sisters really, with her long blonde hair, her perky bust, her slim legs… and that outfit she had worn had only made those facts all the more obvious. On the way back home, he took to the rooftops - his half-hard cock bouncing uncomfortably in his pants. He knew that not sleeping with Ino had been the right choice there, but still, he was eager to get home, to his two sisters who he was sure would be more than eager to… ease his needs.
It was quiet when he got home.
He kicked his shoes off at the door, noting that Satsuki’s seemed not to be present at the front of the house. He remembered, with a jolt, that Itachi had said that Satsuki had some place to be. But, his elder sister was almost certainly still here, Sasuke thought with a smirk.
Sasuke walked through the house, his lips sealed, his footsteps quiet.
He came upon a rather… well, amazing sight in the kitchen.
Itachi, a rag in hand, bent over the table - her round and shapely ass moving from side to side as she wiped the dining table off. The short shorts she wore were practically skin tight, and just the sight of her like that brought Sasuke to full hardness quickly.
Sasuke came up behind her without warning, his hands seizing her sides and bending her over the table. Itachi was startled - her kunoichi instincts kicking in. But, without any tools, Sasuke was able to quash those instincts with sheer strength, leaving her bent over the table before him.
He jerked down his pants, a feral grin on his face. And then, without even thinking about it, he yanked down Itachi’s shorts as well. “No panties?” he said, his voice teasing, his long and hard cock already positioned at her entrance.
“Otouto, what are you- ohh!”
Sasuke didn’t wait for her to finish what she was saying - rather, he instead simply crammed himself inside of her, six inches of his monstrous cock burying its way into her depths. Itachi came instantly, convulsing against the table, her walls rippling around his cock.
He began to thrust into her without further ado - one hand on her back to keep her bent over, the other clamped down on her thigh. Sasuke didn’t even give it a second thought. Itachi, after all, had told him that any time he had urges… she would be there for him.
And, well, he had urges, no? And she was. Her nice and tight pussy ready for him, neither Fugaku nor Satsuki in sight to interrupt them.
He was brutal. Merciless. Itachi could hardly think, as Sasuke gradually forced more and more of his cock into her, until all twenty inches were shoving their way in and out of her now sopping wet snatch. She came, again and again, her moans echoing off the walls of the kitchen.
“Sasuke!” she cried, her voice hoarse. “Oh, harder, faster, yes, yes-!”
And when he came, it was when he was sheathed all the way inside of her - his cock having long since crashed past the barrier of her cervix. He came, directly inside of her womb, filling it to the brim with a massive load of his hot, thick cum.
He felt himself go soft. Between Satsuki earlier, the blowjob from Itachi afterwards, Ino’s teasing and this quickie with Itachi - he felt pretty sated. Well, for now. Even now, as he watched Itachi slump against the table, cum pouring from her snatch, he could feel his cock twitching, as if the monster he possessed just couldn’t wait to get hard again.
“Sasuke…” Itachi mumbled, only remaining upright by her death grip on the side of the table. “Oh… oh… Sasuke…”
He cracked a smirk. “I might have gotten a little… carried away, there.” Sasuke admitted. “Here, let me help you into the shower.” Itachi moaned as he scooped her up - stripping off her shirt (her bra having not been replaced either), and carrying her into the bathroom with ease. He started the water, and once it was nice and hot, eased her into the tub.
“Thanks,” Itachi murmured weakly, her cheeks pink. Normally, it was her taking the lead with this kind of stuff… but Sasuke had really caught her off guard, and she was still twitching slightly from the orgasms he had forced on her.
“No problem.” Sasuke said.
He allowed himself the pleasure of trailing her naked body once more, from her perky breasts to her cum-filled pussy, before stepping out of the bathroom.
‘Today,’ Sasuke thought. ‘Was a good day.’
And with any luck… there were many good days to come.
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