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Sasuke-sensei	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 46417 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-Sensei
- 2-Tutor
- 3-Picture
- 4-Home
- 3
- 4
She blinked.

“Wait,” she said. “That’s it?”
Sasuke peered over her shoulder, squinting at the paper.
“Mhm. Nothing more to it then that.”
Naruko blinked a few more times, disbelieving.
“I’m not going to lie, when you first went over this in class it came across as freakin’ rocket science, sensei.” She looked back at him, smiling. “But man, the way you put it just now- it’s like all the cogs are clicking into place! So, hold on, wait…” She scribbled an answer down onto the page. “So this would be the right answer?”
He looked down at the paper once again.
“No.”
Her face went from overjoyed to downcast in the span of about two milliseconds.
“But you were close,” Sasuke said, placing a hand on her shoulder, a reassuring gesture. “Very close.”
Naruko bit her lip. Carefully, she erased the wrong answer, and jotted down another one. “How about that?” she asked.
“There you go,” he murmured.
She breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank God,” she expressed. “I thought I was going to be stuck on that forever.”
Sasuke chuckled. “Well, you got it, so no use in worrying about that.”
He picked up the paper from in front of her, sliding it onto a pile from his desk; they’d been going over class work from earlier that day. She would still keep her original grade, but having a fresh understanding of what he had taught was going to come in handy.
“You ready to go?” he asked.
“Yup!” Naruko said, jumping up.
Surprisingly, the young blonde was more or less silent as they made their way out to the parking lot. Getting into the car, she yawned, leaning the seat back as soon as she sat down. Sasuke began to pull out of his spot.
“Hey sensei,” she began, a hesitant tone about her voice. “Can I ask you a question?”
He glanced at her for a moment, adjusting his rear-view mirror. “It depends on what it is.”
“You probably won’t like it,” Naruko admitted.
Sasuke sighed. “Just go ahead and ask,” he said.
She tapped her fingers together, reminiscent of a certain Hyuga.
“Do you live alone..?”
“I do.”
Naruko swallowed. “So like, you don’t- have a girlfriend or anything like that? Or you’re not talking to anyone right now?”
“I don’t, no, and I’m not talking to anyone.”
His hands gripped the steering wheel dangerously; Ino and Sakura’s visit to his classroom just the previous day was definitely fresh in his mind.
“Oh, okay,” she said, staring out of the window at the passing scenery.
“Why do you ask?” Sasuke questioned.
“I don’t know,” Naruko said. “You’ve just been a little off from your usual self, that’s all.”
“A little off?”
“Heh… I don’t really know how to explain it,” she murmured, scratching the back of her head. “I just like you a lot as a teacher, ya know? And it’s kind of obvious when there’s something off about you. I was hoping that you just had a girl or something that was distracting you, but I guess it’s something else.”
He looked away from her. “Yeah…”
“It’s pretty bad, huh?” Naruko asked.
After a moment of hesitation, he nodded.
“Want to talk about it?”
“It’s the kind of thing that could-” Sasuke paused, thinking over how he wanted to word this. “It could get me in serious trouble if it got out.” He twisted the steering wheel as he made a turn. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, Uzumaki, but-”
“Sasuke-sensei, I’m not going to tell anyone if you don’t want me to,” she insisted. “I’m good at keeping secrets. Hell, we can pinky promise if you want to.”
He sighed.
“You know you’ve reached a dark point in your life when one of your students is pretty much the only person you can confide in…” Sasuke murmured, more to himself than anything.
“So you’ll tell me?” Naruko said, looking hopeful, her big blue eyes staring into his soul. He was glad that he had to keep his eyes on the road—if he was making eye contact about now, he probably would have spilled his guts already.
“When the time’s right, Naruko. When the time’s right.”
Ordinarily she would push, and push, and push until her target gave up all of their secrets.
But she liked Sasuke; as a teacher and as a person. She could sense when it was best to just let sleeping dogs lie.
For now.

He was expecting it—he knew that, inevitably, it would happen any day now.
Yet just yesterday he had given them his address.
Were they really going to come collect so soon?
Sasuke had never envisioned himself in a situation where he was being blackmailed; let alone by three teenage girls with rainbow colored hair. It was a mortifying situation, that much was for sure.
There was a knock at the door, a few short taps that echoed through his house. He was in his study, going through the learning plans for the next week.
When he opened the door, Ino and Sakura smiled at him, their eyes twinkling deviously.
“Hi, sensei~” Ino cooed, waving at him.
“Ino and I argued for hours over who got to come over and visit you first,” Sakura said, smiling, her eyes shaped like hearts and her cheeks flushed. “We couldn’t decide on which one of us would get that honor, so, well, we decided that we’d both just come and pay you a visit?”
Ino leaned forward, blonde hair shining underneath the porch light; it was getting dark outside, dusk rapidly being replaced by night.
“And well, sensei, Sakura and I really did appreciate you letting us swallow that big load yesterday…”
“But, well, Ino and I were hoping for something a little different today,” Sakura completed.
Sasuke looked between the two of them, his face impassive.
“Let me guess…” he said in a hollow tone.
Ino and Sakura grinned. “How about you fuck us?” Ino said.
“If you don’t mind,” Sakura continued.
“We’ve both been aching for more of that cock…” the blonde purred.
“... and we really wouldn’t want any incriminating photos to get out, would we?” Sakura said.
“So maybe you’d ought to just let us in and show us where the bedroom is,” Ino murmured. “You can finish whatever it is you were doing—we’d just like to get acquainted with that beautiful bed of yours before we get fucked on it.”
He stared at them for a long moment, his face like a marble statue.
Swallow your pride, he told himself.
If they spread that photo around the school, he was finished.
Sasuke stepped to the side.
Smiling like witches standing over a bubbling cauldron, Ino and Sakura sauntered in as if they owned the place. He closed the door behind them, locking it, hoping that no one had seen them.
“Down that hall on the right, the first door on your left. Make yourself… at home,” he said, bitterness in his voice.
Sakura grinned. “And when will we be expecting you to join us?”
He had to physically stop his eye from twitching. “Soon enough—I have some stuff for my first block I need to tidy up.”
Ino giggled uncontrollably. “Okaaay,” she said, looping arms with Sakura, the both of them making their way towards the bedroom. “Don’t take too long! We’ll definitely be ready, sensei.”
He heard the door open, then close. After that, hushed voices.
Robotically, he made for his study, sighing as he fell into his chair.
Sasuke stared at his laptop for a moment, closing it when he came to the realization that he wasn’t going to be able to get a damn thing done with those two girls laughing, giggling, and talking right in the other room.
He ran his hands through his hair. What am I going to do?
For right now, there was only one thing he could do:
Go in there, and fuck those two girls senseless.
There were worse things he could be blackmailed into doing. It wasn’t as if they were unattractive, and the age difference wasn’t that bad, he was young as teachers went. But still—his father would probably disown him if he found that he was being blackmailed by a couple of teenagers.
Sasuke rubbed his eyes.
He wasn’t worried about being able to perform. This would be his first threesome, sure, but his sexual appetite had never exactly been small and if he had a review page when it came to his sexual partners, there would only be glowing reviews. Good genetics and a healthy work ethic definitely came in handy when it came to sex.
There had to be something he could do, and yet, nothing came to mind. Not one damn thing. Their voices grew quiet, and at last, it was silent. But that just meant that they were ready, waiting for him. The tension settled in the air, so thick that he could cut it.
With one last sigh, Sasuke stood up.
“Let’s do this,” he murmured to himself.
Making his way out of the study and to the door of his bedroom, Sasuke paused. He hesitated, just for a moment.
Then he twisted the knob and pulled the door open.
Two beautiful girls, clad in nothing but bra and panties, greeted him from their positions on his bed. They were laid out, Ino on the left and Sakura on the right, lying on their sides so that he could see every inch of their bodies from head to toe. Ino wore warm blue; Sakura hot pink. Both looked drop-dead sexy, and he felt his pants tighten before he could even think.
He let out a sigh.
With a resigned look about him, Sasuke began to undo the buttons of his shirt.
"Huh," Ino said, head tilted curiously as he discarded his shirt to one side. "That was easier than we were expecting."
"It was," Sakura quietly admitted.
Impassively, fingers beginning to unbutton his pants, Sasuke looked at them.
"I'm not one to beat around the bush," he said. "Let's get this over and done with."
He pulled his pants and boxers down in one go, unveiling that beautiful cock.
Simultaneously, Ino and Sakura licked their lips. "Yes please," Ino said with bated breath.
They bat their eyes at him.
“Well?” Ino asked, a lilt to her voice, those big blue eyes of hers sinful and innocent all in one sexy little package. “You can have our pick of us—me first? Or little miss pinky over there?”
Sakura glared daggers at the blonde, but said nothing, instead opting to give Sasuke a look of ungodly lust, running her hand alongside her lush body.
Sasuke looked between them, naked as the day he was born, already hard as he possibly could be. And judging by the way they were looking at him, as if he were a Greek God that they had come across, he was sure they were already soaking, sopping, ready to be fucked and then some.
Sakura was slim, sexy, fit and lithe; she had a perfect little body wrapped up in a tight little package. Ino was busty, fit as well but more curvy than thin. He was sure that they would both be more than a joy to relieve some pressure with… but who to go with first?
In the end, it wasn’t his personal taste that decided who he picked. It was that all too classic vindictive Uchiha streak.
After all, Ino had been the one to take the picture of him that they were using to blackmail Sasuke—and hell, Sakura probably came up with the idea, as it was actually a intelligent plan all things considered, but Ino definitely had been the one to encourage her to actually go through with it.
Ino could wait for a little bit. Sasuke would be more than happy to fuck Sakura in the meantime.
He advanced. They had their eyes on him, like the prey of a pack of wolves, watching as he slowly closed in on them.
“I think I know what I want…” Sasuke murmured, his voice low and dangerous, laced with the kind of want that made shivers go down the two poor girls’ spines.
The teacher crawled onto the bed, his two students shrinking back. Their gusto and confidence was fading more quickly than they could have imagined—giving him head had been one thing, but here they were, really about to go through with this.
And that look in his eyes…
It was intoxicating. Sakura could feel her heart thumping in her ears; Ino heard nothing but his breathing and gentle words. He so effortlessly absorbed the rest of their worlds, becoming the thing that they fixated on with scary ease.
“Ino,” Sasuke said.
She froze up, moving up, ears perking up like a dog whose owner said its name.
“Back up a bit and give us some room,” he murmured, a cold smirk on his lips. Sakura gasped as Sasuke seized her by the ankles, pulling her close to him. “You’re up first, Sakura.”
Sakura was breathing hard and heavy, bosom heaving with every beat of her rapid-fire heart.
He pulled her even closer, his pelvis pressing against her soft thighs, his cock resting atop her belly. She breathed—as her chest rose and fell, she could feel his member coiling and reverberating against her skin.
Sasuke pulled her panties off with ease, Sakura gladly lifting her legs up to help him. As expected, they were soaked, and he flung them away without a care in the world.
Licking his lips, he gazed down at her, all softness and beauty. Blackmail or not- “I’m going to enjoy this,” he murmured, and her cheeks turned pink as her hair at his words.
Sakura glanced at Ino, who was glaring at her, gyrating her hips gently back and forth in desperate need. She grinned, then looked at Sasuke with all the lust she could muster.
“It’s all yours to enjoy,” Sakura said, her tone jovial. “As much as you want, to your heart’s content, sensei.”
He chuckled. “Good,” was all he said.
Sasuke reared his hips back, his beautiful, gorgeous cock throbbing. She bit her lip as he angled it ever so carefully, grasping the hilt of it with his palm, lining it up just right with her needy and tight pussy.
Part of him wanted to take it slow; for all intent and purposes, even if she was of age, perfectly willing to consent, and had the lush body of a grown woman… she was still just a girl. Sex to teenagers was a chaste affair compared to what he liked to bring to the table. Karin had had a taste, and she was aching for more. He knew that if he had his way with these two girls, they wouldn’t stop at just this… they would want it again, and soon.
But if he was going to be totally honest with himself: was he even capable of holding himself back at this point? Here he was in bed with them, both of them aching to get fucked. Begging him with their eyes, their words, their curvy and tight bodies.
He was a gentleman; a refined man who had aced his college years and was, despite his relative youth, one of the more respected teachers in the school. He had been roped into this world of blackmail by his students… but that had been beyond his control, for the most part. He was still savvy and intelligent, crafty and clever.
Yet, he was a man. And unfortunately like any man, he tended to think with his dick more often than with his brain, and right now, his dick was craving to pound both Sakura and Ino until his mattress gave way.
Sasuke swallowed. Fuck it.
He entered her… slowly.
At first.
One inch, two inches—a gentle advance that left her cooing and breathing hard. Her pussy lips stretched egregiously around his considerable length, and she already felt all full and stretched out. A quick glance down almost scared her, because there was still so much left to take.
She bit her lip. “Sensei-” she began.
But her words caught in her throat as he slammed into her, all the way to the hilt, a wet and resolute slap echoing through the room.
Her green eyes rolled back into her head; she made a choked noise.
So many sensations slammed into her, all at once… the feeling of being stretched out; it had been so long since something other than her fingers had been inside of her. A twinge of pain, because even then, nothing quite as large as Sasuke had been inside of her. And beyond that, such incredible pleasure, doused upon her all at once so as to make her entire body reverberate and shake—she could only stare up at him, aghast and awash with enough pleasure to nearly overload her senses.
“Oh- oh my god…” was the only, brief sentence she could manage.
Ino stared at her, big blue eyes alight with jealousy, the blonde seething at the fact that it wasn’t her impaled upon that glorious cock. Soon, was the only thing keeping her sane, knowing that once he was finished with her pink haired classmate, Ino was next on the menu for him to conquer and enjoy.
He rolled his hips back, unsheathing an inch or two. Just enough for her to let out a breath, to regain some sense of control and stability, as tough as that was with something so delightful pulsing and throbbing deep within her.
His hands were on her thighs, holding her twitching legs open. She clutched at his wrists, squeezing tight and holding on for dear life.
For good reason, for it had only been a brief reprieve. Just as soon as she’d taken in the fact that he had pulled out just a little, he hammered himself back home, again all the way to the hilt, and Sakura could have sworn inside of a shrine that she had ascended to some sort of higher place.
“You are so goddamn tight,” Sasuke swore, almost startling the girl.
She was used to him as he presented himself in the classroom—refined, terse, calm. Seeing him like this, nude, flushed, aroused… it was a shock akin to stepping foot into a foreign country.
“Fuck,” he swore once more, thrusting in and out of her a few times, biting his lip. “You’re so damn tight.”
Her voice was hoarse, like a traveler’s who had been lost in the desert. But she managed to form the words that came to mind.
“I’m glad you enjoy it,” Sakura croaked.
“Oh, I’m enjoying it,” Sasuke growled, gripping her thighs tighter as he began to thrust some more.
Wet smacks echoed throughout the room. Ino bit her lip, watching unblinkingly, her face screwing up with poorly concealed desperation with every thrust of that cock into Sakura’s wet and hot core.
“Sensei~” Ino whined.
“What?” Sasuke said, looking at her.
She leapt back slightly. “Please hurry up,” she said after a moment, biting her lip. “I wanna get fucked too.”
He stared at her for a moment.
Sasuke reached a hand up…
… and seized her by the hair, pulling her close. So close that their lips nearly touched, but not quite. She could gaze into the very deepest recesses of his eyes; it felt like a window to his soul.
“You sit there and wait your turn,” he said lowly, still thrusting into Sakura even as he said those words to Ino. “I have to put up with enough complaining throughout the day at school… I don’t intend to hear it when I have to deal with you two after school. You sit there, you watch me fuck her, and then, and only then, am I going to fuck you. Do I make myself clear?”
“Sensei…” Ino whimpered.
That low tone, his deep, uncompromising, unforgiving eyes. It was a side of him she had never seen, but had imagined many times. It was so damned hot that she could feel her hips gyrating even as he spoke.
He leaned forward and kissed her at least, a deep thing. His hand was still in her hair, pulling her toward him.
Sasuke pulled back after a moment, a thin line of salvia connecting their lips.
“Trust me,” he whispered, voice dark and full of promise. “It’s going to be worth the wait.” His fingers tightened in her hair and she winced. “But if you want to be so impatient… maybe I can make the wait a little easier.”
Sakura whined as he withdrew from her, the emptiness overwhelming and her orgasm having only just begun to build.
Ino had discarded of her lingerie during the brief fuck, making the next part just a bit easier. Sasuke pushed her onto her back.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered, and she did so obediently. “Get on top of her, face away from me,” he said to Sakura, and she followed his instructions to the letter as well.
On top was Sakura, plump ass jutted out toward him, dripping pussy just underneath. On the bottom was Ino, legs spread as wide as they could go and her own utterly drenched pussy just a few inches below Sakura’s.
Sasuke gave Sakura’s ass a ripe smack, and then immediately inserted himself back inside of her. He began his thrusts anew, and this time they were harsher, faster, and his thighs would slap against her ass roughly, enough to make her cheeks ripple.
Ino bit her lip, turning her head as Sakura uncontrollably moaned right into her ear.
She wasn’t sure if this was better or worse—sure, she could feel the force of Sasuke’s thrusts and imagine it was her getting the pounding. But she could feel the force of Sasuke’s thrusts and know that it was Sakura getting fucked, at least, for now.
It varied, between torture and something else entirely. She took what she could get, wary of what disobedience would get her—a little complaining had gotten her a stern talking to, and quite a bit of rough housing. She didn’t want to know what full blown mutiny would earn her.
Thankfully, she wouldn’t have to wait much longer for her turn.
Sakura’s orgasm built and built, until finally, she came. It was a hard thing, her moaning louder than ever, the pink haired girl grabbing at the nearest thing—Ino—and holding on for dear life. Ino winced, but said nothing as Sakura clutched at her and came her fucking brains out around Sasuke’s cock.
Sasuke grunted, groaned, bottomed out inside of her, and came as well. A nice deep creampie; it was a big load too, and Sakura moaned as he filled her up to the brim and then some.
“Holy… oh… what… mmm…”
Sakura, needless to say, was incapable of coherent words at the moment.
Ino bit her lip, having heard Sasuke’s grunts and groans and assumed the worse… that she would have to wait until he recovered before her turn would come. She peered around Sakura’s heaving frame, and watched as he pulled out…
Her eyes widened as she saw that his cock was still hard.
Sasuke met her gaze.
He didn’t even let her take in the moment… he merely lined himself up with her snatch, member still glistening with Sakura’s juices, and shoved himself in.

In all honesty, Ino totally forgot what happened in the next few minutes.
It was a blur. An earth-shattering, pleasure-filled, utterly orgasmic blur, but a blur nonetheless.
She remembered three things:
One; no lube was needed. She was so slick, wet, and horny that even his ample length slid right in.
Two; he fit so perfectly inside of her, and her heart beamed with pride as she heard him mutter “Tight,” under his breath as he bottomed out inside of her.
And three; nothing could compare to this. Nothing.
She arose from her stupor ever so slightly, as she grew used to the immense pleasure forced upon her. But she was still barely coherent.
He was animalistic by this point, thrusting harder than ever, and she could feel herself stretching to accommodate him. Was she going to be sore in the morning? Yes, she definitely was.
Was it worth it?
Yes, it definitely fucking was.
And when all was said and done…
She got a nice deep creampie, same as Sakura. Maybe an even bigger one, because Ino felt him pump every last drop of that cum into her womb and then some, and she could scarcely imagine a man as potent as him.
Had she cum? She wasn’t sure—either she’d come once or twice, or that whole ordeal had been one long-lasting orgasm. Either way, she was exhausted and satisfied.
Between her and Sakura, they must have made quite the sight. Stacked up on top of each other, their pussies overlapping, both drooling ample amounts of cum. Their hair disheveled, faces twisted up with lingering pleasure.
It was something to behold.
Sakura was half-asleep, slumped against her. “Get off…!” Ino muttered, trying to push her off, yet realizing that her limbs were like noodles after the harsh pounding she had endured.
When she finally managed to get Sakura off of her, she blinked a few times. She’d felt the bed shift as Sasuke had got up… but now she saw him, and what he was doing.
She saw him, standing right in front of the bed, phone in hand, smirk on his face.
“Maybe I’ll do flash for this one,” Sasuke said, and then Ino was blinded.
“Hey, wait-”
“Shut up and listen,” Sasuke said.
Ino leaned back, shivering slightly. Her body was still all warm, and his cum was still pooling inside of her and oozing out of her, but goosebumps rose on her arms as she saw the look on his face. Sakura blinked a few times, leaning upward as well.
Sasuke turned his phone toward them, and slowly began to scroll.
Pictures of the two of them stacked on top of each other, creampied and utterly pathetic. Pictures of Sakura nearly passed out. Pictures of Ino staring at the camera blearily, drooling pussy on display.
The two girls bit their lip, realizing that their plan was unraveling before their very eyes.
“You’re both of age,” Sasuke said. “No legal consequences would befall me if these pictures… got out,” he murmured. “I’d lose my job, but oh well. I would lose it anyway if you leaked the photo you took of me, wouldn’t I?”
Ino nodded carefully, not trusting herself to speak.
“I have these photos,” he said in a measured tone. “And you have yours. We each have blackmail on each other, that much is clear. If you release the photos of me, I release these, and we both go down. If your parents and peers saw these… I think you get the consequences.”
The blonde swallowed; Sakura shuddered. Their parents would murder them—the boys of their age group would gawk at the pictures, and the girls would vilify them for having slept with their precious Sasuke-sensei. Nothing good would come of it.
“Obviously, nothing’s stopping you from releasing the photos you have of me, should I let these photos get out.” Sasuke lowered his phone. “So I propose a compromise.”
Ino swallowed again. “Which is…?” she squeaked out, in way over her head.
“I assume a condition of not releasing the photos of me is keeping this arrangement going. So, we’ll do that—we can keep meeting up under these circumstances, given we keep it under wraps. But you don’t surprise me; you let me know when you’re coming in advance. And if either of you breathe a word of sleeping with me to any of your classmates…” He tapped his phone threateningly.
They both nodded.
“And one last thing,” Sasuke added. He smirked, unable to help himself. “In the bedroom… what I say goes. Understood?”
They looked at him, and then down at that beautiful cock, still half-hard. Now that part of their new arrangement they could get on board with.
Sakura and Ino glanced at each other, and then back at him.
“Yes sensei,” they said in unison.
He nodded. “Alright then.”
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