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An Awakening	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 100549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Okay. So at some point, he’d have to go home. Sasuke would have to return to the Uchiha compound, slip into the warmth and comfort of his family’s house, and face his two sisters that were potentially addicted to his massive cock. It might seem silly, to be afraid of the prospect of a duo of beautiful women wanting to slobber over him, but really - it had been one thing to fuck his siblings. That had been odd enough. But to claim them? He hadn’t… he hadn’t intended on doing that.
But he had. Subconsciously, perhaps, but he had claimed them. Their sweet little mouths. Their wombs, filled to the brim with his hot white cum, stained with his essence forever. The relationship they had would be forever changed by the actions they’d undertaken, and right now, it was changing into something more… medieval. Sibling love wasn’t something totally out of the ordinary in Konoha’s society, but it was still strange, a replica that was left over from the Warring Clans era when next to all marriages had been ‘in the family’. As far as Sasuke knew, he was the first Uchiha in quite a few generations to even sleep with someone closer than a second cousin, let alone two of them.
He scratched his cheek. It was a strange thought. Were they in love with him? Or… were they in love with his cock? But then again, that might as well ensure that they were, or at least eventually be, in love with him. There’s only so many times you can fill a woman with jizz, turn her inside out, make her scream your name before she fell for you in some sort of way.
Sasuke sighed. He was an incubus. Honestly, he should have expected some strange, twisted things like this to happen anyways. What use was there in fighting it? He couldn’t deny that he was attracted to the subtle curves of both Satsuki and Itachi’s lithe bodies, and there was no chance that they weren’t attracted to him in turn. He couldn’t avoid them forever. And sooner or later, his cock would yearn for a nice pussy to fuck - and like the loving sisters they were, one or both of them would bend over, jerk down their shorts and spread their dripping wet cunts for his long and thick cock to spearhead into.
As if it had known that he was talking about it, his member yearned, the front of his pants bulging out for a moment before settling. Even taking Ino hadn’t been enough to sate it - no, it needed more, and just the thought of Satsuki and Itachi waiting for him at home had already caused his enormous cock to stir.
And so, he followed it’s command. Because he was tired of waiting. Restraint was something Kushina had tried to teach him, and he tried his damndest - but, restraint didn’t mean he had to completely blow Itachi and Satsuki off… right? He just had to mitigate what he did with them. Take it easy. Ensure that he didn’t do something that he might regret.
By the time he was home, he was already sporting a partial, which in ‘incubus’ terms made it look as if he had stuffed a ventilation shaft down the front of his trousers. He kicked his sandals off. Father’s weren’t there, and neither were Itachi’s. Satsuki’s, however, were. Only she was home. Satsuki, sweet, innocent, cock hungry Satsuki.
She wasn’t in the living room, nor the kitchen. In fact, the house was silent - deafeningly so, the only sounds being the distant singing of crickets. Wood creaked beneath his feet, as he padded through the quiet home.
The door to his room opened soundlessly. And there she was, waiting in his room… apparently asleep. Face down on his bed, her head turned away from him, and yet posed in such a way that her lovely, plump ass was perfectly visible to his dark eyes.
Had he forgotten to mention that she was naked as well?
His cock hardened.
Sasuke closed the door behind him. He didn’t bother flicking on the lights, rather, his mind was focused on one thing, and one thing alone right now. He jerked down his pants. His cock was resting against his thigh, and yet with a jerk, it began to rise. Drooping slightly underneath the sheer weight that it possessed, but the unfathomably amount of blood pumping through the engorged member allowed it to remain jutting out in front of him, globs of precum the size of a normal man’s loads dripping from the tip.
He shrugged off his shirt. And then, he advanced forward.
Sasuke cringed slightly as he climbed onto the bed, the springs squeaking slightly. Satsuki didn’t even stir, however. He was so hard. So hard that it hurt. And he honestly couldn’t help himself. They had said that he could use their bodies how he saw fit, whenever he wanted, where he wanted, and if that meant while she was sleeping (in his bed no less), then that’s what was going to happen.
With a jolt, he realized that her hand was resting on her mound. Fingers slick with juices, and her snatch fairly wet as well. It clicked in his mind. She was in his room. Naked. Her head pressed into his pillow, her hand resting near her cunt. She had been in here, waiting for him, thinking about him, getting herself off to the thought of him. So long, had she waited, that she’d quite literally fallen asleep in a ready position, as if she had expected him to come home and want to fuck her.
Something primal stirred in his chest. A feeling of… of…
… ownership.
So desperate Satsuki had been for him, that she’d waited up all night for him. So desperate, that she had ensured she was nice and wet, so that whenever he got home, the sex could commence immediately. She wanted him. And this proved it more than anything.
She was his, wasn’t she?
He had claimed her virginity for his own. Her sweet little tongue had sucked his cock. She had swallowed down his massive loads with relish. Her tight little pussy, ruined for any other man by the monster in between his legs. Her womb, claimed, conquered, turned into a receptacle for him to store his cum. Her body, there for the sole purpose of arousing him.
It was so disgusting. So filthily misogynistic, to consider the idea that he owned this woman’s body inside and out. But he couldn’t help it. Blame it on the lack of a mother figure growing up. Blame it on his incubus instincts. Blame it on him being a possessive asshole. But he’d be damned if he didn’t exert his dominance over Satsuki in the best way he knew possible.
He pressed the baseball sized mushroom head of his cock against her entrance. Satsuki moaned. She stirred slightly, dark eyes gently fluttering open, but it was too late for her to stop it (if she even wanted to). With a thrust, he slid inside. “Yessss!” Satsuki let out, fully awake now, her voice muffled by the pillow case. Sasuke didn’t let her raise her head up - reaching a hand forward, pressing it into her raven hair and keeping her face smothered in the pillow case, leaving her just enough room to scavenge some air, but not enough to emit any sound less than a muffled scream of ecstasy.
Sasuke began to thrust. Harsh, and fast, unable to help himself. Thick, fleshy, squelching noises reached his ears - for the new position he was taking Satsuki in yielded her poor little pussy to a level that it hadn’t experienced yet. He was so deep inside of her. Whenever he sheathed himself to the hilt, it felt as if he was touching the back of her throat, all twenty inches stretching her out, her womb long since breached, her cervix offering no more than minut resistance to the massive invasion.
She mewled beneath him. She was so wet, so welcoming. Satsuki even reached her hands back - slipping them around the edges of her snatch, spreading her already stretched out folds, as if she was trying to allow him even further access. She moaned. Like a bitch. Like a little slut. His little slut. Like an owned whore who knew her place.
The thoughts were vile, and yet they turned him on so, so much. He pushed himself farther, deeper than any man was ever supposed to go inside of a woman. He was turning her inside out. Her depths would never be the same after a pounding of this magnitude, and yet, it seemed that Satsuki didn’t care. She came, again and again, muffling her moans into the pillowcase, her destroyed pussy rippling around his cock.
He was so aroused, her pussy so tight (for him, at least, because if any other man tried to take her they’d find little more than a cave), so warm, so wet, that he just couldn’t stop himself. He buried his cock into her depths, and came.
So deep inside of her Sasuke had penetrated, that the instant his cum splurted from the tip of his cock, it sprayed directly into her womb. Satsuki had no hope in a situation like this. She didn’t scream, she didn’t moan, she didn’t even convulse - she merely blinked, and then passed out, her body shuddering and her inner walls rippling around him. He pumped his load into her as he wished, and then pulled out, his cock as hard as ever and yet… sated somehow.
Sasuke took a moment to examine his twin sister’s destroyed cunt. It was so thoroughly claimed, cum pouring from the gash, her folds stretched out, the puffy skin red from the harsh pounding she’d received.
He gave her head an affectionate rub.
‘I can start practicing restraint later.’ Sasuke decided, after slipping beneath the covers - a cum sated, passed out Satsuki snuggling unconsciously against him. His cock was still hard, causing the sheets to form a sort of tent that was raised nearly two feet off of the bed.
He wasn’t going to jerk off, though.
Sasuke knew he didn’t have to.
He had two sisters who were more than happy to please him. A blonde bombshell that was more than ready to rubber stamp any psych evaluations or something of that kind of sort he might have, so long as he pumped a steaming hot load into her. And that went without mentioning the redheaded MILF that was more than eager to suck his cock, drink his cum, and then teach him how to not only catch women, but how to control his incubus powers as well.
Sasuke couldn’t help but laugh. His life was one fucked up, incest filled, twisted mess. But it was good, and he wasn’t going to deny that.
He fell asleep, a smile on his face.
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They said that a morning blowjob was the best way to start the day.
The soft, suction cup-like feeling on the tip of the cock. The way soft hands would glide over the base, or teasingly squeeze and cup the balls beneath. The tongue, lapping over the sides of the shaft. The knowledge that someone was so eager to please and to serve, that they would get started before the recipient of their blowjob was even awake.
Unfortunately for Sasuke, that wasn’t how he woke up.
Dark eyes gently opened.
Dimly, he realized that Satsuki was still snuggled against his chest. Her soft, pillowy breasts pressed against his side. Her raven hair tickling his arm. It was apparent that she was still unconscious - clearly, she hadn’t expected a reawakening like the one he’d given her last night.
Then again, Sasuke doubted that she was complaining. Being woken up with a near two foot long cock driven into her cunt was probably one of Satsuki’s favorite dreams, now that he thought about it.
He couldn’t stop the smirk that curled his lips.
Sasuke wrapped an arm around Satsuki, pulling her close and pressing a kiss to the crown of her forehead. She smiled happily.
He slipped out of bed, taking great care not to awaken his twin. His cock bobbed in front of him, feeling slightly swollen, obtaining a partial without any stimulation - as if it were… hungry. He was tempted to use Satsuki again, but her pussy had already been ruined by his cock, he wasn’t willing to claim her ass (yet), and trying to shove his manmeat into her mouth while she was sleeping probably wasn’t going to end well.
Sasuke sighed. He was just going to have to find some other way (or some other pussy) to get off with, then. He yanked on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. And after a minute which he spent carefully tucking his member into the waistband of his pants, Sasuke departed his room, making sure to carefully close the door behind him.
The house was silent. It quickly became apparent that Father had left, and that Itachi was still out of the house - likely on a mission, or something of that sort.
Something occurred to him.
Kushina hadn’t specified a time when he was supposed to come back.
A thin smirk curled his lips.
In all likelihood if Sasuke had his way, he would have gone to Kushina’s house right then, and likely give the redhead the same awakening he’d given Satsuki the previous night.
Otherworldly forces seemed to conspire against him, however.
For the third time in so many days, a hawk called at him, sharp talons clawing at the window. Sasuke sighed. He strode across the living room, pulled open the window, and glared at the hawk for a moment, as if it had chosen to send him the letter. ‘What the hell does she want?’ Sasuke thought, accepting the scroll from the hawk, slamming the window shut after it had flown away.
He unraveled the scroll.
B rank mission. Come immediately. Team already decided. Not a yes or no matter.
Godaime Hokage, Senju Tsunade
Another sigh. A mission. He should have expected it - Uchihas were always in high demand for missions, and he had just gotten off of leave… but seriously, he was hoping that he could work in another lesson with Kushina before he had to go anywhere.
He went back to his room. Satsuki was still far too deep in slumber, and so, Sasuke collected together his things unmolested - swiping up his sword, strapping pouches full of supplies to his thigh, quite literally taping his cock down to his thigh so that it wouldn’t flop around in a fight.
Sasuke was ready to go.
And so, he departed, leaving a still slumbering, cum packed Satsuki behind.
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The mission itself was simple.
A man went missing on the journey between Konoha and Iwa. His son wanted him found, whether it was dead or alive. And so, he had commissioned Konoha to search for him. Foul play was suspected, so a team was put together for the purpose of a recovery mission.
There was him, Sasuke. A battle shinobi, able to take on the supposed kidnappers with ease.
There was Hyuga Hinata. Prim, proper, extraordinarily beautiful, but a consummate professional. He had worked with her before, and though she was a little hesitant, she was the best candidate if you were trying to track someone down.
And then, you had Yamanaka Ino. Able to infiltrate someone’s mind with her clans potent technique, and get them to spill their dirtiest secrets. The perfect person to interrogate a person on the fly, and directly obtain evidence that would help them locate their target.
The problem being that Ino’s womb was likely still swollen with his jizz. The problem being that she had eyed him like a piece of meat the instant he had stepped into the Hokage’s office. The problem being that he was facing anywhere from three days to an entire week of being trapped with a blonde beauty that wanted his cock more than anything.
He wasn’t sure whether to be exceedingly happy, or very, very horrified.
Thankfully, Ino managed to keep it in her pants. Even after they had departed the gates of Konoha, flinging themselves through the trees as they went towards the place where their target had disappeared from, she managed to keep herself in check. But her attraction obvious. The lingering looks she would give him. Subtly licking her lips. Whenever they paused for breaks, she would stretch in such a way that would amplify her bust, or the slim curve of her hips.
Sasuke swallowed.
It was sheer willpower, agonizing willpower that kept him contained. Restraint was much harder than Kushina had made it out to be - and that likely went tenfold for an incubus, considering the fact that every pore in his body was begging to simply bend Ino over the nearest tree, and fill her with his monstorous cock.
But he himself managed to hold off.
They stopped at an inn. The three of them had dinner, a few glasses of water, and then retired to their room. It was standardized procedure for all members of a team to share a single room - and this mission was no different. Hinata had worked with Sasuke enough to not be too uncomfortable around him, and Ino, well… that was a forgone conclusion.
Hinata unsealed a futon from a scroll in her pouch, set it out, and then promptly fell asleep on it. Loud, raucous snores tore through the room not seconds later.
Sasuke blinked. “Is she…?”
Ino giggled. “I… may have slipped a few sleeping pills into her food earlier.” she said, grinning mischievously. “After all… we’re going to need our privacy, aren’t we, Sasuke-kun?” The way she said his name, so sultry, so lustful, telling him that there was only one thing that she wanted right now, and it was contained within his trousers.
It was a testament to just how much she wanted his cock, that she had quite literally drugged their teammate to achieve said ‘privacy’. If anything, it was more fortunate for Hinata - if Ino hadn’t had the foresight to bring those sleeping pills, then the poor Hyuga would have been forced to stay up all night… minus the fun, which is what they were about to have.
Sasuke shrugged.
It wasn’t like he was going to run screaming in the other direction because a busty blonde offered her cunt to him. And he was going to have to be with her for the next few days regardless. Might as well make the most out of it.
Within five minutes, they were both nude. Ino hadn’t wasted any time - practically tearing off her clothes, and yet taking her time with his own. By the time his boxers had come down, any patience she’d had was long since gone, and in a flurry of limbs and lust, they’d made their way onto the bed.
He took a moment to examine his handiwork. Her poor little pussy still hadn’t recovered from his previous conquering of it, cum still dribbling from the folds, her insides stretched out beyond belief. But she was eager, so wet as to soak the sheets beneath them with her fluids. Again, he shrugged. Then, he jammed his cock inside of her, and went to work, pumping away into her depths with gusto.
Ino was a good sport about the whole thing. Remember, she had been waiting hours for this. Staring at his back while they flew through the trees, eying his package when they paused for breaks, waiting for Hinata to eat the food and fall asleep… she’d built this moment up in her mind so much, and it paid off.
She came in five seconds flat. And it was with a scream, her back arching, her arms and legs twisting about as his glorious cock filled her. “Yes!” Ino screeched. She couldn’t hold it in. Sasuke didn’t care, for even though this kind of noise, Hinata still seemed to be fast asleep.
Sasuke seemed almost languid. Simply pushing his hips back and forth in an orderly fashion, his face slightly pleasured and yet mostly stoic. Despite his general lack of effort, Ino was positively writhing beneath him, yelling about one thing or another, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders as she held on for dear life.
Deeper, and deeper he went, like a miner excavating a tunnel. What was he searching for? Ino didn’t know. Her pussy was already his. Her cervix busted, destroyed. Her womb, claimed. She shuddered in orgasm yet again, her eyes rolling back into her head, her entire body convulsing.
All she remembered from the rest of that night was mind numbing pleasure.
And more importantly, the feeling of absolute warmth and ecstasy as he pumped his boiling hot seed into her womb.
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When Itachi arrived home from her mission, she was a little tired.
She took a shower. She dressed in simple, casual clothes - a loose fitting t-shirt and some shorts. Itachi tied her hair into a simple ponytail.
It actually took her a while to realize that both Sasuke and Fugaku were out of the house. But, she couldn’t help but notice that Satsuki’s sandals were still near the door. She had to be home. But where?
She searched. The kitchen, the living room, Satsuki’s room. All to no avail.
There was a sinking feeling in her gut, as she opened up the door to Sasuke’s room. But there she was. Fast asleep, curled beneath her twin brother’s covers, a happy little smile on her face. Her shoulders were obviously bare, and it didn’t take a brain surgeon to realize that the rest of her was as well, beneath the sheets.
Itachi couldn’t help herself. She just couldn’t.
She reached forward, grasped the covers, and pulled them back. She gasped.
The inside of Satsuki’s legs looked like a warzone. Dried, cracking cum coated her thighs. Her folds appeared red and bruised. Her tight little hole had finally managed to return to it’s normal, tiny size, but cum still dribbled from it. Sasuke had clearly gone to work on Satsuki at some point, and he’d left a truly conquered cunt behind.
Something prickled at Itachi’s chest.
She reached forward, grasping Satsuki’s ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed.
What was she doing?
Itachi bent her head down, so that she could inhale the musky smell of Sasuke’s cum exuding from Satsuki’s folds.
This is wrong!
She leaned forward, her tongue sliding out of her mouth…
Stop! Stop!
Itachi licked, running from the top of Satsuki’s slit to the bottom, scooping up a heaping mouthful of cum. She swallowed it all, shuddering and moaning, her shorts feeling uncomfortably damp.
So good…
Again, she leaned forward, slipping her tongue into Satsuki’s snatch, gobbling up more of her little sister’s pussy and more of her little brother’s cum.
So amazingly good.
She ate, and she ate, and the stream of Sasuke’s jizz seemed never ending.
I can’t get enough.
It was a long time before Itachi moved from in between her sister’s cum plastered thighs. But when she did move, it was with a belly full of seed, her lips white and shiny, and a bright smile on her face.
Even when Sasuke wasn’t here, everything about him seemed to infect their lives.
And Itachi wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Hinata felt as if she’d slept like a rock.
Her body felt heavy. She physically had to force her eyes to open, her body to sit up in the uncomfortable futon - that was so unlike her comfy, plushy bed at home. Her limbs seemed like stone.
She glanced to her left.
And kind of… paused.
As if she wasn’t really understanding what she was seeing.
Sasuke was lying in the bed. Ino, nowhere to be found. There was a… a bulge in the bed. Two feet high, it seemed like a tent in the sheets. And it was moving slightly, and occasionally something oddly shaped like a head would push against it, before settling down once again. And, now that her vision had cleared up slightly, Hinata could clearly see a pair of dainty feet poking out of the sheets.
It clicked.
Ino was… beneath the sheets… servicing Sasuke. Was that… that tent… was that his…
Her face turned stark red.
Was it possible for men to get that big? Calling her well versed in the realms of sex would be a lie… but, seriously, there was- there was no way it could be that big. And thick, too. Hinata could see the outline of it at the top of the tent. Would it even fit into her mouth? She could… she could almost smell it…
Sasuke paused, though Ino didn’t beneath the sheets. “Morning.” he said, as casually as he could manage, as if receiving head from a blonde bombshell beneath the sheets was nothing out of the ordinary.
“Mo- morning.” Hinata stammered. She had to. She had to… confirm it. “Is… Is Ino…?”
“Under there?” Sasuke said. “Yeah,” he murmured, nodding.
“Oh.” She could almost picture it now. Ino’s blonde bob of hair going up and down… was she licking it? Was it in her mouth? She couldn’t be sure. “I’ll just… um… go downstairs and get breakfast then.”
“The restaurant downstairs isn’t open yet.” Sasuke said. He gestured to the clock beside him - which read 5:29. “They don’t start serving food until six.”
“I was-”
“Don’t let us bother you.” Sasuke said. He couldn’t help the smirk that curled his lips. “I’m almost done anyways.” Sasuke reached a hand beneath the sheets, and it appeared as if he was helping Ino as she bobbed up and down on his cock. The movement beneath the sheets paused - Sasuke let out a groan, and Hinata could swear she could hear his member throbbing as it pumped a load into Ino’s awaiting mouth.
It was a moment of silence. Sasuke’s dark eyes staring into Hinata’s white ones, as he nonchalantly filled a beautiful woman’s belly with his seed. There was a schlop, which Hinata assumed was the sound of Ino pulling herself off of Sasuke’s cock. And then, the blonde herself appeared from beneath the sheets. Her hair was disheveled, her skin glowing, and a thin line of something white dripped down from her cheeks.
“Morning, Hinata…” Ino purred. Pressing her head against Sasuke’s chest and giggling. Her belly and womb were far too full of cum for her to even consider being disturbed or upset by the circumstances.
“G-good morning, Ino-san.” Hinata whispered. What was that in between her thighs? So unfamiliar, the burn, and yet it felt kind of good at the same time.
“Do you mind turning around?” Sasuke said. “We’re not exactly clothed under here.”
“O-of course!” Hinata said. She turned, her face as red as Sasuke’s distinctive sharingan. She heard giggling (Ino), the sound of a hand hitting something that sounded plump and almost… juicy, followed by another giggle (Ino, again). The rustling of clothes for a moment. Then...
“You’re good.” Sasuke said.
She turned around again. Sasuke and Ino appeared no worse for wear - actually, Ino looked as if she was positively glowing in a pregnant sort of way. Huh. She hadn’t bothered to wipe away the white stuff trailing down from the corner of her lip.
Hinata felt her gaze drift downwards. To Sasuke’s crotch - which aside from appearing a little bulged, seemed the same as usual. How did he hide it? That kind of equipment… it seemed impossible to hide. Did all men have to hide that much? Or just Sasuke. Was her mouth watering? She realized that she had been staring, and with her flush darkening, Hinata tore her gaze away.
“We- we shouldn’t be too far away from where that man disappeared.” she whispered. “Let’s- let’s go.”
Sasuke smirked at her, almost knowingly. “Sounds good.” he said.
“Let’s do this guys!” Ino cheered.
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