Three Of a Kind | By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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A/N: So a friend
mentioned that NaruInoKiba would be one hell of a
threesome, and this piece of unrepentant p0rn was the result. :3
Pairings: KibaIno, NaruIno, and KibaInoNaru
Warnings: PWP, oral
sex, voyeurism, dirty talk, threesome smut, sexually liberated!Ino
Disclaimer: Naruto is the property of Masashi Kishimoto.
I just have an unhealthy obsession with his characters.
Three of a Kind
Ino smiled to herself as Kiba’s tongue trailed down her stomach. At least half of
the guys she had been with didn’t seem to appreciate this particular act. They
usually either did it out of necessity (a means to an end) or didn’t do it at
all.
But never Kiba, she thought
contentedly as her legs parted and a hot mouth descended upon her. He groaned
against her as he took her ass in his hands and tilted her hips just so. She
loved it when he did this, and if his enthusiasm was any indication, he enjoyed
it almost as much as she did. Quickly wrapping her long legs around him, her
fingers dove into his hair as she prepared to hold on for the ride.
Of the ones who had gone down without prompting, all but two
others went at it timidly and awkwardly. If she ever stuck with any of them for
more than one go (two at the most), they might’ve grown more comfortable with
her body, but Ino wasn’t interested in any of that at
this point in her life. She was busy enjoying her freedom and only sought
subsequent meetings with those who seemed to share similar thoughts on the
subject (and were worthy of her time, but that went without saying.)
Two long, flat swipes followed by quick flicking and a light
application of suction caused her to forget momentarily about everything but
the man between her legs as an ‘oh’ escaped her lips.
Sakura had asked her more times than she can remember why
she didn’t just settle down with someone, but her pink-haired friend just
doesn’t get it. She tried explaining it once metaphorically, but apparently the
idea of not wanting to give up all her kunai for one favorite was just too
obscure for her. Or she just couldn’t relate it to people. Whatever.
Forehead-girl could continue not knowing what she was missing for all she
cared.
Fingers joined in the mix, and Ino
was glad the dog-loving shinobi had finally learned
how to properly clip his nails. Jagged claws weren’t really conducive to this
sort of thing, and oh damn, that was
good! Her back arched up off the bed as her legs tightened around him. Only two
people had ever found that spot.
Speaking of which, she still couldn’t get over how
surprising it was that Uzuamki Naruto
was even on her list of favorites,
let alone up there at the top. But she couldn’t deny that his enthusiasm was on
par with Kiba’s, not to mention how that filthy mouth
of his always managed to turn her into a whimpering, begging puddle of goo, not the coolly collected kunoichi
she was.
Kiba sped up his rhythm and her
hands were suddenly above her head, twisting in the sheets as she fought not to
scream.
When she finally unwound her legs and pried her eyes open, Ino watched, unfazed, as he grinned cockily and wiped his
mouth with the back of his hand. She simply smiled back. Confidence, as long as
they had the skills to back it up, was most definitely a turn on, and Kiba had a habit of not even taking his clothes off until
after she came for the first time. It wasn’t exactly a setup she was going to complain
about.
In fact, she realized as the dark-haired man before her began
shrugging out of his clothes, the only thing she could imagine that would be more fun than sex with Kiba (or Naruto) would be sex
with Kiba and Naruto at the
same time. As he flipped her over onto her knees and elbows, Ino decided that she would suggest it to them one day. One
day soon.
---
The subject was broached over a bowl of ramen as most
dealings with Naruto tended to occur.
He sat, still naked and sweaty from their romp, at his
kitchen table enthusiastically tearing into his styrofoam cup while Ino sat
equally nude on the table in front of him. Her legs dangled off the edge,
ankles crossed, side to him, and breasts roughly at his eye level. He most
definitely did notice that, she
realized with a grin as she caught his eyes on her even as he leaned down
slightly to meet his chopsticks.
Deciding to just throw it right out there,
she asked, "Have you ever had a threesome?" Ino learned long ago that there was no point in dancing
around a subject with Naruto. Despite being a shinobi, he just didn’t do subtle, and conversations would
inevitably turn frank anyway.
His eyes turned up to hers, briefly surprised before the
leer was back in place and stronger than ever. "Why? You got a friend you
want to bring over sometime?"
She swallowed a mouthful of noodles and with a slight smile, coyly replied,
"Maybe."
His leer turned into a wide, toothy grin at that as he leaned forward slightly
in his seat. "You horny, little slut,” he chuckled and
lightly nudged the outside of her thigh with the back of his hand. Ino put on her best fake pout. Somehow coming from Naruto it sounded like an endearment. “She hot?"
"Of course,” Ino snorted, “Hot, playful, enthusiastic." She emphasized the
descriptor with a quick quirk of her eyebrows. "And has a nice-sized
cock," she threw in nonchalantly as she took another bite of her noodles.
Curious as to his reaction, she glanced over out of the corner of her eyes as
she tried not to smile. But there was no choking on his noodles or jaw hanging
open. Naruto only shrugged and asked, “Your idea or
his?”
Her brow furrowed momentarily as she wondered why that would
matter to him. “Mine.”
“Mentioned it to him yet?”
“…No.”
He grinned widely and leaned back in his chair. “Good. It’s
more fun if you don’t.”
Cocking her head to one side, she seriously wondered what
the hell he was talking about.
--
Ino gasped as the stone formation
behind her dug uncomfortably into her back. Meeting at the lookout over Hokage Mountain
had been Naruto’s idea. Even though it was quiet this
time of night, it was still a public place. And if the times on the balcony of
his apartment, the women’s restroom at the pub, and even that one time in the
stairwell of the administration building were any indication, he had a bit of a
kink for that sort of thing.
His tongue traced a path from her collar bone up to her ear,
and her head tilted up toward the sky. The moon was high above them and bright
enough that the sparsely placed lamps illuminating the walkway were surprisingly
unnecessary. She smiled, knowing it would make it easy to know if they had any
company. His hand skimmed over her breast and paused to pinch her already stiff
nipple through her shirt.
“What do you think he’ll do when he finds us?” His voice was
low, barely a whisper. “Do you think he’ll get angry? Jealous?”
His tongue traced the shell of her ear as his hand slid down between her thighs
to cup her. “Will he care?” His fingers pressed teasingly against her, and she
tried not to whimper. “Or.” His voice took on a playful
quality as his hand then slipped beneath her panties. “Do you think he’ll watch
for a while?”
Ino was already soaking wet by the
time he slid two fingers inside her. She groaned low in her throat and adjusted
her footing slightly. The rock digging into her shoulder blade was long
forgotten as Naruto went to work on her.
He chuckled quietly against her ear. “Not interested in talking,
huh? Okay. Check out the tree behind my left shoulder.”
Ino’s eyes went wide at that.
She’d been listening for him, but apparently she’d been more distracted than
she realized.
“That’s right,” Naruto
sing-songed in amusement. “He’s watching me
finger-fuck you. Has been for a while.”
She moaned loudly at that, surprised by the strength of her
reaction, as she peered over Naruto’s shoulder toward
the tree in question. Sure enough, there was Kiba
only half-hidden by the shadows. She met his gaze with hooded eyes and allowed
a groan to escape her throat. The expression on his face was blank, though; she
couldn’t read it.
Suddenly, Naruto’s hand removed
itself from between her legs and two wet digits appeared in front of her face,
the tips resting lightly on her bottom lip, her smell, thick and heady,
invading her nostrils. Ino’s gaze immediately shifted
back to the blond.
“Come on,” he teased, smile wide and eyes glazed over in
lust. “Show him how dirty you can be.”
It was that moment when Ino
realized there was probably very little she wouldn’t do if he asked. Her eyes
slid back to Kiba as she parted her lips and sucked Naruto’s fingers clean. She wasn’t entirely sure if the
shadows moving faintly on his neck were caused by him swallowing or the wind rustling
the leaves nearby.
“Good girl,” Naruto husked. When
he then took a few steps back and reached for his waistband, Ino flashed Kiba a sultry look as
she dropped to her knees. She realized rather regretfully when she took the
blond into her mouth that because Naruto was still
between them, she could no longer see Kiba or his
reactions.
Her disappointment was somewhat abated when Naruto tugged the binding from her hair and combed his
fingers through it. He’d always been fond of her hair, she mused. But then he
groaned – the sound went straight to the aching between her legs – and twined
his fists in the blond strands, urging her to go faster, and Ino found herself incapable of focusing on anything but the
here and now.
“Are you gonna sit there and jerk
off all night Inuzuka?”
Had the words been different, she would’ve reacted
completely different to the raspy tone, but as it was, Ino
gagged, having lost her rhythm in surprise at the sudden question. Naruto’s cock slipped out of her mouth as she stared up at
him. He was grinning nastily over his shoulder, and Ino’s
eyebrow twitched. ‘If they start fighting, I’m going to kick both their asses!’
she growled inwardly, glancing over at treeline
behind them where Kiba’s glare appeared to be trying
to burn a hole through Naruto’s head.
“You tellin’
me to fuck off? I’m not the one putting on a show. If you don’t want people to watch,
then get a room.”
Kiba’s gaze then turned toward her,
and she had no trouble at all reading his expression this time. The hint of
embarrassment amidst his irritation was all it took to appease Ino even as Naruto’s laughter
effectively pulled his attention away from her again.
“I’m not telling you to do nothing, man. Wank
off to my ass all you want.” He looked down at her and wiped a bead of saliva
off her lip with his thumb as he added, “I shouldn’t have to tell you how wet she is right now sitting
there with her knees in the dirt.”
Ino watched as Kiba’s
expression shifted from irritation to confusion to jealousy to lust in less
than a second. His nostrils flared as he silently sniffed the air – taking in
the scent of her arousal, no doubt. She smiled slightly and grabbed Naruto by the pants hanging around his thighs and pulled
him toward her and over to the side, making sure Kiba
could clearly see as she took the blond’s erection
completely into her mouth once more.
One crook of her finger was all it took to get Kiba to join them. Almost instantly, he was on his knees
behind her, sliding his hands up the outsides of her thighs then pulling her
panties down and off. And then a hand was busy between her legs slipping back
and forth over her lips.
“So wet,” Kiba groaned as he slid a finger inside her. Ino’s responding moan was muffled by Naruto’s
cock as she steadied herself with a hand against his thigh.
Anticipation grew heavy in her gut, and she quickly found
herself pushing back against his hand craving for more. When Kiba removed his finger a moment later, though, she didn’t
whine. The rustling sound behind her told her all she needed to know. She
spread her knees further, her back arching eagerly as she tugged at Naruto’s pant leg.
Taking the hint, the blond lowered himself to his knees also
just as Kiba slid into her from behind. Ino’s eyes fluttered shut at the intrusion, allowing
herself to just feel for a moment. His
hands were under her skirt gripping her hips while Naruto’s
were still in her hair. Two sets of hands pulled her opposite directions, vying
for her attention. Ino couldn’t get enough of it.
“Is… is this what you wanted?” Kiba
growled, pushing into her harder than before. “You wanted me to watch you?
Wanted me to fuck you on all fours while you suck him off?”
‘Oh, damn! Naruto’s not the only one with a filthy mouth,’ she
realized as the energy that had been gathering deep within her seemed to unwind
and compress upon itself all at once. Ino’s only
response was to try to rock back against him. Not having much leeway, though, she
could do little more than sit there while Naruto
fucked her mouth – he was close; she could tell by the way his grip on her head
tightened and the way his breath was nothing but quick, ragged pants – while Kiba pounded her from behind.
Ino realized rather belatedly that
this was what she’d been unconsciously
waiting for, this … lack of control – something she gave up so rarely it was
practically taboo, much more so for her than the act of a threesome in public –
the feeling of being trapped between them, being pushed and pulled where they
wanted her, where she was needed.
“Aw,
yeah. Suck it. Just suck it. Just like that. Ungh!” Naruto was muttering an unending string of vulgarity, and
it made her stomach clench just as much as Kiba’s
finger on her clit. And then white-hot energy was coiling up Ino’s spine, splitting her apart as tremors swiftly rocked
her body. Her nails dug into Naruto’s thighs where
she’d been holding on to balance herself as her eyes snapped shut and her
muffled squeals echoed loudly in her head.
She’d barely caught her breath when Naruto’s
groan of, “Fu~ck!” was the only warning she got before
he stilled deep inside her mouth and came a fraction of a second later.
Kiba’s fingers tightened on her
hips. “You,” he started as the thrusting of his cock grew faster. “You swallowed,
didn’t you? …his come.”
Naruto ran his fingers through her
hair once more before pulling his pants up over his ass, sitting down, and
watching them with a satisfied grin. “She usually does,” he chuckled, and Ino had to stop and think for a second about what he was
talking about. But then Kiba pulled hard on her hips, pushing himself
impossibly deep inside her, and she stopped bothering to think. He tensed for a
moment then two then slapped her on the ass – a little harder than necessary,
she thought – as he pulled out.
“Hey!” Ino started to protest but froze
when she heard someone coming up the steps of the south side of the mountain. It
only took one glance at Kiba for him to jump up and
fix his clothes, but Naruto looked perfectly content
to sit there with his pants undone and looking like he just got laid. She
rolled her eyes and took off down the other set of steps.
He caught up with her and Kiba by
the time they reached the bottom.
“You and your public places,” Ino half-heartedly
complained, feeling slightly uncomfortable. There was dirt on her knees and
under her nails and something sticky threatening to run down her leg. The trip
home would need to be a quick one. “Next time will be in someone’s apartment or
at least someplace where I can clean up afterwards.”
“Next time,” Naruto added
helpfully, “Dog-boy can be in the middle.”
“What the hell?!” Kiba snarled, looking both
shocked and disgusted at the other man.
Ino rolled her eyes and
interrupted what was she bet was about to turn into a spectacular argument. “Hey,
where are my panties?”
Tearing his glare from Naruto, Kiba simply grinned and shrugged.
--
Izumo scratched at the back of his
head in confusion. He was pretty sure that he’d heard people up here just a
second ago. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a flash of something near
one of the benches. And as he picked up a pair of lavender, satin panties off
one of the shrubs, he was certain the echoing screech of “Damn it!” was not his
imagination either.
End
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