The Restoration | By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 24278 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Just a nice little one shot, showing Fugaku getting his comeupperance. Enjoy!
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Sasuke padded through the halls of his home, a look of determination on his face. He was swathed in a black robe - the Uchiha crest sewn into the back - and... that was it. There was nothing underneath. A simple tug at the sash would leave him bare for all to see.
Of course, that was the plan.
Years ago, Uchiha Fugaku and a few other clan elders had hatched a plan. Namely, to overthrow the Sandaime Hokage, and to instill a new, Uchiha government to rule.
It failed spectacularly. By the end, most of the leaders had been hung from the gallows - Fugaku only left alive due to his position as clan head. The clan was stripped of much of its assets, most of the Uchiha compound being taken by the village. Now, his clan was trapped in a corner of what had once been their home, living from mission to mission in order to pay the bills.
Perhaps Itachi could have fixed things - but he was dead, taken to the grave by an incurable illness. His last words to Sasuke, had been to ask him to 'restore the Uchiha name'.
Eventually... Sasuke came to realize that only a single thing stood in his way, to achieving his brother's goals. Namely, his father... Uchiha Fugaku.
He was an old fool, who had driven their clan into ruin. Despite their poverty, despite their humiliation, he still clung on as leader - aided by the pathetic creatures of the clan council that refused to even consider a change from the status quo.
His father would not relinquish the title of clan head easily, something Sasuke knew very well. He would have to force it out of him - to humiliate him in front of the clan, to make him look like a mere boy in comparison to his son.
And after all... what better way was there to destroy a man, than to steal his wife, to fuck her right in front of him with Fugaku unable to do anything but watch. Perhaps to some, the idea of doing that to their mother would be repulsive - but Sasuke had qualms about it.
The Elemental Nations were a different place after all, with different customs. And his mother was still a very beautiful woman, with her large breasts, firm ass, and a tight, toned body. He would have no trouble fucking her into her and Fugaku's marital bed, to mould her pussy to the shape of his cock. He would have her screaming his name loudly enough for the entire clan to hear - ensuring his dominance, and more importantly, his father's downfall.
He had spoken with Mikoto before hand, and she had agreed - Fugaku had to go. And if she got to fuck her young stud of a son at the same time as disposing of her pathetic husband? Well, that was just icing on the cake.
While Sasuke was making his way to their room, Mikoto had initated 'sexy time', managing to coax her pseudo-husband into bed. Now she was stroking his cock, a dull look on her face while Fugaku groaned and moaned. It was puny in size, maybe an inch and a half erect, and so thin that she could wrap her pinky all of the way around the shaft.
Their marriage was arranged, if you were wondering. For years she'd had to rely on toys to get herself off. He hadn't even managed to impregnate her - she'd had to be inseminated to have his children. She still wondered how such spectacular children like Sasuke and Itachi had come from such a pathetic excuse of a man.
Sasuke stilled outside of the door. It was now or never - years later, he would tell his children that this, was the beginning of the reborn Uchiha clan. He took a deep breath. And then, he slid the door open.
He smiled upon making eye contact with Mikoto, who was nude on top of the bed, her large breasts and neatly shaven cunt bared for his viewing pleasure. That smile however, turned into a frown, as he looked at Fugaku.
“Sasuke…!” Fugaku breathed, flushing slightly and pulling the blanket over his modesty. “What the hell are you doing?”
In an instant, Sasuke’s sharingan was activated. Fugaku was trapped - paralyzed, unable to use his chakra or even move. Sasuke had given him no time to activate his own sharingan, and he was far too weak to break through the power of his son’s genjutsu.
“How pathetic.” Sasuke said stepping to the bed. “And I thought you would actually put up a fight. Disappointing, Fugaku-” He would not grace this man with a name like Father.” - I expected more from you.” he continued. “I guess I was wrong.” He sighed. “Just a moment, mother.” said Sasuke. “I'll have to deal with this trash.”
“Take your time, sweetie.” Mikoto said. “We've got all night after all.” Her tone was suggestive, and Fugaku’s eyes widened - able to comprehend everything that was going on despite the genjutsu that left him paralyzed.
Sasuke hefted his father up, slinging his limp body over his shoulder.
His mother had a chair by the dresser that she used when grooming herself in the mornings. Sasuke dropped Fugaku like a sack of potatoes on the seat, turning it around and angling it so he would have a perfect view of his and Mikoto’s bed.
“Ready, kaa-san?” asked Sasuke.
Mikoto smiled lecherously, running a hand up and down her curvy body. “As ready as I'll ever be…” she murmured, her tone low and husky.
Sasuke smirked. With a mere tug, his robe slipped off of his broad shoulders, dropping to the ground and revealing his flaccid member. It looked majestic, like a thick tree trunk compared to his father's puny twig. Even soft, it was nearly ten times the size of Fugaku’s erection.
He slid onto the bed. Mikoto straddled him, a grin on her face as their nude bodies pressed against each other, her soft frame moulding neatly with his firm body.
They kissed, Sasuke's hands resting on the supple cheeks of her ass. She moaned slightly, feeling his rapidly rising erection pressing against her thigh, as hard as steel and looking as if it could cut through diamond.
She had really only ever been with one man… if you could even call him a man, with a ‘tool’ that was more fit for a boy than anything else. Her pussy was as tight as a virgin's - and judging by the copious amount of juices dripping from her slit - more than ready for a good pounding by her son's enormous cock. Preferably with a nice cream filling at the end.
Sasuke took it slowly, exploring every inch of her body. He wanted to make sure that any trace of his father’s touch was gone. He would claim her wholeheartedly - every bit of her anatomy, every bit of her soul… they would be his. If he was to lead the clan as its patriarch, he’d have to make sure the matriarch would be his as well, after all. His father had been lucky enough to have his parents arrange their marriage… but Sasuke would ensure his domination, through will and fierce love making.
It was a coup de gras of the highest order, a rearrangement of the clan’s upper orders - starting with the former head being forced to watch as his beautiful and lovely wife screamed their son’s name in front of him again and again, on their marital bed no less. The bed where the both of them had lain as man and wife for well over a decade. The bed where she had rested, exhausted after a long day, lugging a belly swollen with their child. Now, the birthplace of a new Uchiha clan. A stronger one, a better one.
“Mmm…” Mikoto groaned. She kissed her way down his chest, leaving little smudges of ruby red lipstick on his pale skin. Soon, she was face to face with his member, at least a foot in length, and nearly as thick as her wrist. Mikoto felt her loins moisten at the mere sight of it. “You’re so big, Sasuke-kun…” she purred, nuzzling against it, loving the way his raw heat felt against her face. “So much bigger than Fugaku…”
“Take it into your mouth, kaa-san.” Sasuke said. “Don’t stop, either - I want you to keep it in there, until you’re choking on my load.”
She grinned. “Your wish is my command…” she murmured, opening her mouth wide. And then, she dived down onto his member - her hand holding it in place at the base. Inch after inch slid into her warm cavern, stretching her lips lewdly around his girth. He bulldozed down the column of her throat, his great cock stuffed down her esophagus. She gagged, but forced herself to keep going, until all thirteen inches of his stiff pole was inside of her mouth.
Mikoto moaned, although it sounded incoherent considering the rather significant package obstructing her vocal cords. He felt so hot inside of her, like someone had shoved a heating rod down her throat. The little groans he was emitted was so cute, so adorable.
A hand brushed against his ballsack, and Mikoto grinned - feeling all of that sweet cum sloshing about inside of them. On his best days, she was lucky to get a few drops from Fugaku; today, she was going to get a pint of jizz… at the very least.
She pulled back a few inches, if only so her hand could pump him at the base. Her other hand fondling his balls. Her head bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling around the mushroom head of his cock, the Uchiha matriarch eager for a massive load to be dumped into her mouth.
And Sasuke most certainly didn’t disappoint.
Fugaku was forced to watch, still paralyzed. His son grunted, and then came, hosing down his wife’s mouth with more cum than the disgraced head of house had ever produced in his entire life. He watched her swallow it all down - her audible gulps reaching even his ears, the sheer volume of his seed visible along the lining of her throat.
She slid him from her mouth with a pop, a freshed gasp falling from her lips. “Fuck…” she groaned, rubbing her thighs together. “You taste so good, Sasuke-kun.” She opened her mouth, showing that not a single drop had been wasted. “Mmm…”
Sasuke couldn’t stop himself. With ease he picked her up - slamming her down onto the bed. He spread her legs open, and once he lined himself up with her glistening folds, slammed himself in.
She let out a gasp, at the feeling of being filled unlike she ever had been before. He was so big. So thick. Her tiny little cunt didn’t stand a chance, stretching and stretching beneath his assault, Sasuke drilling her so deep that he was pressing against her cervix - mere millimeters away from the womb from which he had been born
“Fuckkk…” Mikoto moaned, her vision turning white as she came - harder than she ever had from the caress of her own fingers or toys, her entire body shaking violently. And yet, Sasuke didn’t stop, not even for a second. He just continued to pound her, watching as her breasts bounced with every thrust of his hips.
The tiny hole in between her legs stood no chance against his long and thick erection, and soon she was screaming, fingernails clawing at his back as her son quite literally fucked the brains out of the woman who had given birth to him. Like an animal, he drove himself home again and again, his cock twitching deep inside of her incredibly tight cunt.
Fugaku watched. He watched as Sasuke pleased his wife in ways he could never dream of - bringing her to orgasm after orgasm, when he’d never been able to give her even one. And the sight of her, her dark hair matted with sweat, her eyes glazed over with lust, her breasts bouncing… it brought his puny member to full mast.
Sasuke wanted to cum inside of her. He wanted to fill her up with his jizz, he wanted to claim her as his and his alone. But… he wanted to make a point. Already, she had submitted to him, her body, her mind, her soul, brought out to bare before him as he pounded her into submission.
Now, came the final act.
He pulled out of Mikoto, drawing a whimper from her. With a firm grip on her hand, he dragged her off of the bed - and down onto her knees just in front of Fugaku’s chair. Sasuke stood in front of her, stroking his massive cock with a malevolent grin on his face.
Sasuke blew his load all over her face, staining her soft features and her large tits with his jizz. Nothing was spared. Not her silky raven hair, not her pointed nose, not her soft cheeks, not her rosy nipples… by the time he was done, she was coated in his cum - from the chest up.
Mikoto soaked in it, his warmth covering her. It felt right, to be covered in his jizz. As if this was the way it was meant to be - on her knees, her well fucked cunt leaking juices, covered in her own son’s cum.
She wiped it away from her eyes, glancing at Fugaku with a smirk. Mikoto leaned forward - and with her pinkie, tapped his tiny little erection. That was it for the fallen man, and he came, squirting a few pathetic little drops onto his chest.
Sasuke and Mikoto both laughed at that. To see him, so pathetic, was like sweet nectar poured on top of the honey that was Sasuke’s victory. Here he was, his cock shriveled so small as to be nearly nothing, a few drops of bitter cum staining his stomach. And then there was Sasuke - his enormous cock still hardened, the new Uchiha head having just given a breathtakingly beautiful woman, Fugaku’s wife no less, a massive facial.
With a foot, Sasuke toppled Fugaku off of the chair - sending him sprawling onto his back, still paralyzed by his son’s genjutsu. Like a king he sat down, Mikoto slipping into his lap.
“We still have a while before our meeting with the elders, kaa-san.” said Sasuke, a triumphant smirk on his face. “How about we make sure little Fugaku-chan knows his place?”
She smiled, his cum still staining her face. “That sounds good, Sasuke-kun.” she purred. “Or should I say… Sasuke-sama?”
Sasuke smiled at well. “To a new Uchiha clan.” he said.
Mikoto grinned. “To a new Uchiha clan,” she agreed, sinking down onto his massive cock, where she belonged. Soon, her moans and gasps filled the room - the new Uchiha patriarch indulging in pleasures of the flesh with the matriarch.
A new era had begun for the clan Uchiha. And it had began here, in this very room, with the downfall of the pathetic worm Uchiha Fugaku - and the rise of his second son, Uchiha Sasuke.
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