pitiful. | By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 10761 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Neji certainly had been the forerunner when it came to a possible lover. He was well-endowed and surprised her when it first popped out over his trousers. They had both been virgins – though her activity with toys and tools gave her an edge – and behaved awkwardly. When he had gained his manhood, he was bolder to touch her when propositioned, even if his hierarchy forbid passionate displays before wed. Still, he did his duty, always sure to leave her satisfied, sprayed down the small of her back or stomach, and then showed some manner of contrition with dignity.
She liked blowing him. He made such a fuss of indecency and proper decorum, like he hadn’t laid into her on impulse three times before out of sheer lust. He bowed over her kneeling form as if to shield the sight from possible prying eyes, but he wound up gripping her beneath her buns, staying her efforts, and arching his back as he exploded. Contrary to what had been told from other girls’ experiences, the flavor was not so terrible. But then, diet had everything to do with it, and Neji was partial to vegetables. His pale cock drooped out from between her puckered lips as she withheld his load, debating whether or not to drink it. Enough had gone down her throat that she felt the burn where it had oozed; she wondered if she would like more or less. Neji gave her a surprise when he kissed her… a deep, tongue-filled kiss! Everyone had their hidden perversions, perhaps, and Neji must have liked to share the load. Perhaps not to offend him, perhaps because it was not so much now puddling on her tongue and teeth, she swallowed and smiled.
She felt that she had tried Lee out of pity, or maybe an experiment as a virgin-conqueror. It had done him a favor to be seen during the end of a strenuous workout. His muscles bulged against his sweat-drenched tights, defining truth to his otherwise gawky appearance. She was not tied down to Neji – who had once confessed that he might be wed to either Hinata or Hanabi someday – and thought it best to explore options. Was Rock Lee a serious contender as a boyfriend? Absolutely not. He proved he was nothing she wanted for a lover: talkative, overly-nervous, and quick to shoot when she first touched his cock. She was left stunned with white streak running up her arm. All that banter she had put forth with him, him whining and holding back the tears for having lost Sakura-san to another! He had seemed like the type to punish himself by not taking another so long as his true love rejected him. She had hoped to break him from that spell of self-inflicted celibacy, yet he had grown hard by her closeness, exposure had raised his pulse, and her touch triggered him. He was in the midst of berating his lack of self-control when she went straight for it, shedding her clothes for him and giving him reason to get hard again.
He fucked her over a log, passionate and fast. He said he loved her, and she ignored it. He pounded her taut butt like his hips bounced off of it! And when he was readying his jettison, she dismounted and reached for him to finish him herself. His ropey discharge fired beneath her, catching the undersides of her dangling breasts, though she was surprised that his healthy barrage hadn’t clipped her face. Most, after the strong two shots, wound up on the grass beneath her. Well enough, she thought. At least she got him out of her system and could put a checkmark next to his name.
But Lee was not so easily written off. He had given her a bouquet the day after she took his virginity, and then announced that he was proud to be her boyfriend. Clearing that up all afternoon hadn’t been worth the pity sex, but she was able to get him over the rejection with a blowjob and a salty swallow.
She had been somewhat fascinated to try older men, after Ino had said older men had the right experience. She’d been done by Sakura’s father – as a slight to Sakura herself – and Iruka-sensei when older. “And… Choji’s dad,” she had tried to cover up behind a cough. But before the revulsion could sweep Tenten from the idea, Ino had been quick to point out that older men knew what they were doing! “They’ve made me cum each time, more than I have with Sai!”
Guy-sensei… was not experienced. He first thought Tenten was joking or asking for unique training when she tried coming on to him. It took a hands-on approach – grabbing his groin – to finally get him to lecture her on the dangers of men and women who acted so provocatively. But when she finally convinced him that she was willing to take this experience with him, he had shown her his cock. A man’s cock; all the bluster about it might’ve been what caused Tenten to drool when she saw it. The first time with Guy-sensei was the best experience with him, though he ruined it when fucking her from behind against one of Team Guy’s normal punching posts. “I… I haven’t had sex in so long,” he blubbered, and she felt big, hot droplets raining down on her butt. She was immediately turned off by the idea of her sensei weeping over her while shoving her quim full of cock.
She tried to let him fuck her least of all; her last resort when Neji and Lee were unavailable to her needs. After Neji had died, she cried in Lee’s arms the first night back in Konoha, then rode him until her grief ebbed. Lee forced her down so that his seed could take residence inside her. Of course, she made the necessary precautions the next day, but no precaution existed to prepare for another bouquet of flowers and a marriage proposal. After that, the most she had allowed him access to was his mouth to her cunt and her mouth to his cock – usually the former, to keep him quiet.
Guy-sensei had had her one more time himself. Him wheeling around in his chair, getting stuck at curbs and corners. Another round of pity sex… she thought she would’ve learned better after Lee, but after escorting the old man into her shop, she had locked up, drawn the window flaps, and got out of her pants. He was already crying, but she thought that it’d stop as soon as he pushed into her. She pulled his cock out first; he had certainly withered after the fateful Night Guy. What was once impressive, hard muscle now struggled only to make a flimsy mast. It took some provoking, but her hand got him prepped for entry and eased him in. His hands took up her ass, cradling each cheek firmly while she buried his face in her bosom. It was a sweet gesture, but not really; she just couldn’t stand seeing his face contorted in sorrow while she rode him. He spoke ill of himself, so she held him tighter. He was pathetic, but maybe sowing his seed inside her would liven him up.
His voice crackled with a moan before she started to fill with his cum. She was not close, but she put on a show for him. Only when his middle finger pressed against her asshole did she give an involuntary yip. But before she could explore that diddle, Guy-sensei had lost all energy and went slack in his seat. “The Springtime of Youth hasn’t left you yet, Tenten,” he told her after she dismounted and began mopping up his jizz with a rag.
She swore off bob-headed men after that, going instead for the disheveled. Naruto was with Hinata when she seduced him, and Kiba had just been in the gravitational pull of her arousal to be apart of the private ceremony. Naruto, just as he finished peeling off Tenten’s shirt, anxiously made them swear to secrecy; Kiba agreed without hesitation, wanting only to get into Tenten’s pants. Tenten was somewhat reserved, wondering about her integrity and morality, but committed to both boys regardless. They both boasted larger cocks than Guy-sensei and Lee and even Neji. Naruto seemed more interested in her back, but Kiba was insistent that he get to take her from behind. So she rode Naruto while the other licked his fingers and stretched out her unused hole. When the blunt tip came into contact, all activity had to stop. Her body was slow in accepting it, but Kiba jerked against her and finally made the lock. And with Naruto crowding her pussy already, she felt the pressure all the more. And Kiba was not patient when it came to filling her again and again, putting her to his own pace though Naruto struggled to keep her at his.
She would later be glad that Kiba was there. Hinata confided in her that Naruto sometimes spawned five or more clones during their extreme exercises. None would be sated with waiting, and Hinata only hinted that she knew what it was like to feel two cocks in her holes all at once. It was enough to make Tenten spit up her ramen.
So she avoided Naruto after that. Kiba was a normal partner until that Tamaki girl persuaded him to only give her interest. Choji was a phase after him. His plump cock stretched her out a few times, the last time being when Karui joined them. She was all about spanking and degrading, and Choji reminded Tenten of Guy-sensei: making pitiful faces while balls deep inside of her. Karui squeezed her chin at the end, forcing her hubby to jerk out his orgasm across her face.
Shikamaru was a no-go. Tenten only had to blow him once to know that he was uninterested and uninteresting. His cum was sticky going down, and he offered her a cigarette afterward that she refused.
Uchiha Sasuke, though heralded as a girl’s dream, was even duller. Aside from refusing Tenten’s advance, Tenten had quickly learned that Sakura was being warmed in the bed between Naruto and Hinata to fulfill her need.
So, with the men mostly used up, Tenten turned to the single thing she knew best…
“Ah! Ah-an-ahh~!” The hilt of the katana felt so smooth going up her snatch. And its stamina was her own. Her hands would not tire quickly just jamming it into her sopping pussy. She could imagine anyone, too. Lee and Guy-sensei would not be so miserable! Naruto and Kiba would sync up and fuck her together! Choji would not be dictated by another, and Shikamaru would not be so lackluster! Sasuke would be the playboy he was played-up to be! And Neji… would be alive.
“Almost there!” Tenten doubled over herself. She was atop her glass counter, staining it with her running fluids, giving a peepshow of her asshole and inanimate fornication to the unsold weapons underneath. She chewed her bottom lip and went quickly through her list of memories. Who? Who should she cum to?! “Oh! Please! Cum inside me…!”
The name came up short when the door to her shop opened. She, completely naked and lost in the throes of orgasmic bliss, had no way to avoid the customer!
“Sniff! Tenten!”
Tenten’s tension shifted to disappointment. “Oh, no…”
Guy-sensei wheeled in, wiping his tears on his sleeve. “Do you have time to see me?”
In a matter of sniveling and pleading minutes, the teacher was able to wear down the student’s resistance, and she was giving Guy-sensei a pity-fuck all over again.
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