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Peacetime changed Sakura’s priorities.
It wasn’t that she didn’t understand the need to take on missions, but she preferred to be at the hospital where she always believed she was doing her best work.
It wasn’t that Sakura didn’t want to train, but without a stubborn goal like ‘Bringing Back Sasuke,’ she didn’t mind lazing around a little more. Going on girl dates with Ino, enjoying spa treatments and eating an extra-large bowl of anmitsu.
And it wasn’t as if Sakura wasn’t in love with Sasuke anymore — but she was in her early twenties, horny as all hell and the concept of ‘saving herself’ for marriage had completely lost its appeal.
Sakura wanted to fuck, and while she had a lot of suitors for that endeavour, she found herself asking a friend for help.
Naruto was a safe choice, Sakura thought. Kind and enthusiastic, and she knew she could teach him exactly how to pleasure her.
That was the concept, at least. What actually happened was that Sakura found herself being plowed into his mattress.
“Oh my god,” Sakura moaned, something that was so loud and pathetic as Naruto’s weight pressed down on her with each stroke of his cock. Naruto had her making sounds that she didn’t know were possible — both with her throat and with her cunt, a soaking mess as he pushed into her deep, his fat tip curved against her walls. She badly wanted to tuck her face into his pillow to drown her moans, but the last time she tried, Naruto bunched her hair in his hand and tugged her off it, telling her that those moans belonged to him.
What the fuck was that? Who taught him to talk like that? Who the hell did he think he was?!
That’s what her mind said. Her treacherous cunt clenched around him with a giddy need at his words.
And, now, Naruto grunted in approval when Sakura voiced her pleasure instead of hiding it.
“Mmm, feels so good fillin’ you up,” Naruto said, his voice a raspy husk, the kind that would haunt Sakura’s wet dreams in the future. “Stretchin’ out this tight little cunt to the shape of me, you love it don’t you?”
Sakura wanted to scoff at Naruto’s ludicrous statement. ‘To the shape of him,’ what nonsense.
Instead, her lust addled brain, which was buzzing with endorphins, her senses assaulted by the scent of sweat and sex, the filthy sounds of it, and the heaviness of Naruto’s cock as he pounded into the cherry on top, making her open her mouth and say, “Yes.”
Naruto made a pleased sound, his fingers tightening their grip on her waist. When he bottomed out inside of her, he swivelled his hips, grinding his cock against her depths, the action rubbing her clit on his mattress.
“Oh god, like that, f-fuck, Naruto…”
He did as she wanted, his strokes steady and ending each with his tip kissing the back of her cunt. Her arousal must have coated his cock from the base to the head, the sounds of their fucking so damn wet.
“Fuck, how the hell — Naruto, oh god, Naruto!”
Naruto decided the mattress wasn’t good enough for her, his hand slipping around her hip and he palmed her mound, long fingers resting directly on her clit. His arm was pinned by both her body and the weight of his, but it didn’t seem to matter to Naruto as he fucked her with strong thrusts, her swollen clit rubbing against his fingers with each pass of his cock.
“I’m gonna ruin you,” Naruto groaned and she wondered what sort of malicious look he’d have in his eyes, the threat more of a promise than anything else. Sakura’s heart stuttered in her chest, butterfly wings flapping a tornado in her stomach, and her cunt ignorant to Sakura’s turmoil, gushing and pulsing around Naruto’s cock.
“D-don’t,” she whined, her eyes rolling to the back of her head when he started thrusting shallow, his head catching against her g-spot with purpose.
“Why not? You deserve it don’tcha? To have your big brain fucked dumb, yeah? Let me do that for you, so all you can think about is this cock.”
“F-fuck you,” Sakura moaned, her thighs trembling to the point of an ache, heat rolling down her stomach and washing up her thighs, meeting at her core and coiling in preparation.
“You already are, babe,” Naruto laughed, and then he leaned down and kissed her shoulder. Sweet and chaste and innocent — an absolute joke as his cock brought her to the edge of her destruction.
How did he have the patience, the dedicated intent to keep those same thrusts, over and over, his cock barely sinking any more or less with each stroke? Naruto had done as he promised, her brain melted through and rebuilt with only cock on her mind.
“That’s it, that’s it, don’t fight it, Sakura-chan. Keep clenchin’ on me, yeah? Come for me.”
“Fuuuuck!” Sakura groaned, her vision blurring out as her walls tremored around Naruto’s cock. His hand was pushing up on her, keeping her body enough off the bed so that he could rub on her clit, his hips rolling as he fucked her slow.
As her body trembled, her thighs wet with her slick, cunt still pulsing around Naruto, she expected him to punish her with his cock. For his thrusts to become sloppy and greedy, to seek his pleasure and to fill her up, but he kept that frustratingly perfect pace as he fucked her, his fat tip catching her most sensitive area and extending the heat of her orgasm.
When her mind started to clear, Naruto had stopped moving, his cock seated inside of her as he kissed along the curve of her neck. “That was awesome, Sakura-chan, you did so well.”
Sakura was still processing how hard she came, her soul coming back to her body as her walls still gave soft flutters around his length. She mumbled something appreciative, not quite a coherent set of words and Naruto huffed a laugh.
Naruto reached for the back of her head, tilting it so she could see his face out of the corner of her eye. “You okay?”
His words were innocent, his expression tender, but it pissed Sakura off. What the hell was his problem, giving her a mind-blowing orgasm and then asking is she was 'okay?' Where did he get off speaking to her like that?
“No I’m not okay!” Sakura snapped. Naruto seemed shocked, his eyebrows shooting up his forehead. He pulled out of her and began to back away, the loss of his weight almost painful.
"Oh shit, Sakura-chan, I didn't mean to — wah!”
Sakura turned around on the bed, her legs wrapping around Naruto, her heels pressing in his lower back and pulling him toward her. They nearly smacked their heads together from the force she applied but Naruto braced himself with his hands on his mattress, his eyes wide as he stared at her.
“You fuck me like that and don’t even finish? Are you making fun of me?”
“No, I mean, you seemed exhausted, I was just —”
“Shut the fuck up and fuck me until I feel you coming inside.”
Naruto blinked and then grinned at her, wild like back in their youth. “Well how the hell am I supposed to say no to that, huh?”
His cock slid back into her, the emptiness soothed away by his size bottoming out. Sakura moaned as Naruto began fucking her again, but in that greedy, selfish way that turned her on more than it should have.
“So you like it this way too, Sakura-chan? Nice.”
Sakura pulled his face down, kissing him just to shut him up. Naruto’s tongue rolling against hers in time with the roll of his hips. Pleasure flushed through her body, each stroke of Naruto’s cock priming her sensitive walls and he knew it too, from the smirk against her lips.
A lot had changed since she’d first known Naruto, but not how annoying he was.
But it was much more palatable, these days, when he and his amazing cock were able to fuck orgasm after orgasm out of her.