Loose in the head and craving more in her sex, Sakura begins rocking her hips slowly. It isn't long before she craves more friction and quickly picks up the pace. Not only did she enjoy the stability of his rock hard body, the way her soft breasts and hard nipples pressed against his in the motion of her bucking hips, the control of riding his thrilling pussy-stuffer at her leisure, but she also enjoyed the itch her rectum percolated with as he kneaded her plump split rear.
Sakura's round butt humped his glistening cock repeatedly all the while he whispered in her ear how amazing she feels; "Your pussy feels so great," and, "I love how wet you are," and, "keep- mmn squeezing me Sakura. Just like that," and, "your pussy's going to make me cum, Sakura. I'm going to cum in your pussy." On and on as she rode him madly, until Naruto slapped her white sweet-cheeks and the itch in her ass and the pleasure coil in her cunt snapped. Sakura impaled herself to her rupturing depth, hugging him for vital stability as she moans and cums powerfully. Her soaking climax pushed him over and he breaks his balls letting flood after flood inside of her, sending her over against at the molten seed filling her birthing chamber yet again.
For a moment, Sakura lost all awareness of time and inhibition as she weakly leans back in the radiating oven that is his embrace. Naruto moves a bit of her sweaty pink hair matted to her forehead, delicately cupping her face as he woefully admits, "you look so… beautiful."
Though he should be overjoyed to be doing such an intimate act with her, his first love, his eyes and brows strain mournfully, like the abrupt loss of a life-long comfort, and despite the way her body sings, that saddens her. 'I did that,' Sakura's groggy mind accuses. Regardless of what Ino made her do, she went through with it, and Sakura hates the way that makes her feel. Rather than suffer this ugly truth, however, Sakura leans down and kisses Naruto. Her lips dance with his, deeply, openly until their tongues meet and Sakura actively seeks to forget her offense, her shame, her love, and just be.
Though it wasn't a representation of mutual love, Sakura and Naruto have fevered passionate sex throughout the night, steaming the room with their pungent fluids. Sakura was so mindless, she even asked Naruto to scratch the horrible itch in her ass, and though she meant with his fingers, Sakura came so hard from his cock-pistoned thrusting and ultimate climax, that she passed out from the exhaustive pleasure. Her need to forget and his need to accept what will never be, drive them to share this one comfort. If they could think, they might regret it, but it simply felt better to escape into ecstasy, if only for the night.
Despite having to wait for her to regain consciousness after nearly every one of his orgasms, a scorned Naruto came in or on her twelve times before morning, knotting her five times. He did eat her sweet honey-hole, he did cum in her rectum, he made her cum repeatedly, and by the end, the demented grin on her face made him proud of his clear skill, yet, hurt him at the same. This was nothing more than base sex with someone he truly wanted to marry at one point. Now, however, he knows things between them will never be the same.
The room is bathed in morning sunlight and Naruto just zips up his orange jacket while gazing a slumber Sakura covered in bed. Thinking of his future counter-part and what might've been with Sakura, he admits to himself, "I wanted an answer." Naruto sighs as the ache sets in, sorrowfully adding, "but I didn't want it now…"
Naruto leaves her in bed, and in the coming days, skips team meetings and practices, though it took Haku, Hinata-chan, or Kurenai no time at all to notice his mournfully dour depression.
INO
"…Oh, sweet Kami," Sakura moans after another tremor, repeatedly recalling that Uzumaki Naruto made her cum so hard she passed out, multiple times.
Sakura's in her bedroom, on her bed, showered, yet unable to remove the Bottom Butter lubricant in her ass, and changed into comfortable home wear, reminiscing. She'd been hugging her stuffed bunny, reflecting on the most monumental physical milestone in any young girl's life. Sakura was a woman now. Sakura didn't really talk to other girls beside Ino, and never about sex when she did, so the pink-haired girl can't be sure how the experience is for everyone, however, she's fairly certain, the first time isn't usually so mind-blowing. 'I asked him to scratch my ass and didn't care he did it with his dick!' her flabbergasted mind yells in disbelief.
"So I take it he was good?"
Surprised, Sakura shrieks as her green eyes snap on Ino like a whip, unsettling her and asking on reflex, "what are you doing here?"
Upon seeing the confusion on Sakura's face, Ino answers, "you've been in a blushing daze since this morning, mumbling, 'sweet Kami,' like every thirty minutes. You told me to give you a minute nearly four hours ago!" At Sakura's shocked, blushing face, Ino huffs in complete understanding, noting the obvious. "…Guess he rocked your world, huh?"
"N-no," Sakura pitifully tries to lie and feeling her face flush with warm blood. "He d-didn't… he couldn't!" Sakura felt defensive in front of Ino. She couldn't allow her rival to see her vulnerable truths… her reality of self-doubt.
"You know I can tell you're lying, right," Ino points out. "How good was he?"
"He wasn't!"
"Oh, my," Ino humorously chants, taunting the pinkette. "It couldn't be… you're not scared Naruto might affect your feelings for Sasuke-kun, are you?"
"…You're so childish Ino," Sakura answers without her usual fervor, still feeling the waves of him inside her sex and ass, drilling her walls until she erupted in gushing bliss. Sakura's body just couldn't shake Naruto off, however, her mind was her own and she weakly responds, "you like to think you're so smart because of your parents, but you're really just pretending; spouting stupid nonsense until something finally sticks. Did you really think sex, no matter how amaz-… no matter how satisfying it may have been, could change what I feel in my heart?"
Sakura felt hollow in her defense, but she certainly wasn't expecting Ino to laugh horribly amused, to the point Sakura questions the blond's sanity. "No, actually," Ino eventually answers, reading the pinkette perfectly, and at Sakura's confused face, she verbalizes, "then why have you fuck Naruto, you're wondering… Easy. This was never about Naruto," Ino states with authority. "He was just the best option to prove my point-"
"That I wouldn't love Sasuke as much just because Naruto so happens to be good- because he's not the worst in bed?" Sakura never likes when confident Ino targets her. The girl's certainty can be unnerving, and in panic, Sakura also asks, "how pathetic is that?"
"It had nothing to do with how he was in bed either," Ino answers. "But that's a surprise to hear," Ino effortlessly lies.
"Then what!" Sakura yells in clear agitation, feeling fragile in fear of the answer. "What? What was all this about!"
"Kami, how can you be so blind," Ino huffs with sheer disbelief. "This has always been about you! Not Naruto, not me, not Sasuke-kun, but you! In all your witless declaration of your supposed love, you actually convinced yourself that having sex with me, having sex with Naruto, was the only way to prove your love for Sasuke-kun; as if it was some hard-fought victory! 'Here, look at how much I suffered to validate Sasuke-kun's the only one for me,' like a simpleton. Only weak-minded people who lack any self-respect fall for stupid shit like that. How is Sasuke-kun supposed to love someone who thinks so little of their own self-worth?"
"I…" she pauses when she feels her eyes grow humid and prickly. Swallowing she yells through the horribly mounting ache, "I do respect… myself!"
"You respect yourself but you also had sex with Naruto," Ino questions as obviously ludicrous. "Someone you don't even love-"
"Because of you!"
"I always gave you a choice," Ino further bullets as Sakura's mind recalls all the times Ino gave her the option to back out and even the chances Naruto gave her to back out. 'But I couldn't,' Sakura's mind yells in defense. 'Not if it meant losing Sasuke-kun!'
With fear-inducing accuracy, Ino continues, "but you never took it, did you, because you were all to happy too throw away your self-respect, your dignity, if it meant you wouldn't lose your precious Sasuke-kun." Sakura couldn't keep her surprised brows from rising or shocked eyes from shaking as Ino adds, "it's because you have no respect for yourself that you can't see Sasuke-kun could never love a doormat like you."
All her research on obsessive love plague her mind like a virus and her cum filled stomach sinks as Ino adds, "I bet Sasuke-kun could beat you, could try to kill you, could try to kill your parents, your teammates, or even everyone in this village and you would still 'love' him," Ino declares with such confidence. "Do you think that's normal? Do you? Because that sounds like the delusional fantasy of what some anti-social man thinks a woman's love is."
"…Sasuke-kun wouldn't… He'd never… How could you say something like that!" Her mind hops on the nearest branch of sanity, yelling, "this just proves you don't love him!"
But Ino is just as stern, just as defiant, just as confident as Sakura always remembered her to be when she refutes, "I never want him to feel so much hurt he would descend to that level of darkness. It's actually my biggest fear and it would break me to hear how much his hatred has consumed him, but no, Sakura, it proves I'm not blind to the lengths his pain and suffering would take him. I see him, and I won't ignore what his vengeance is capable of just because I love him! You don't have to believe me, but it's okay. I'll help you get your own answer."
Ino takes out the last photo; a good shot of Sakura licking Naruto's third leg before Ino explains, "this last photo is for that conversation I originally wanted you to have with Sasuke-kun. You'll meet me after to take this last one when you ask him what his vengeance is worth: you, his teammates, our village, our country. Ask him if…" Ino pauses to keep the tears at bay as her voice fights to finish asking, "if we got in the way, what does he feel in his heart of hearts he would do?"
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