Kage Sexbomb

Chapter 2

Sakura Uchiha.

Of the members of the rookie 12, Sakura was one of the few without a clan name. Most of the others would keep their last names even if they married.

It was just simpler that way as well. Yamanaka meant Yamanaka techniques, after all.

So.

She was Sakura Uchiha.

And of all the little girls that had been chasing around the last Uchiha in the academy, she had won out in the end. Little nameless Sakura-chan.

She could be proud of that fact, she guessed.

She also had a lovely ring. And she loved her husband.

No, really.

She couldn't tell you exactly why, since excuses like 'he's cool' didn't work out for adults, but she was pretty sure she did.

Yeah.

It didn't really matter that she didn't see him hardly ever.

It didn't really matter that they slept in the same room, in separate beds.

It didn't really matter that once she'd shown him the positive pregnancy test, he'd said "Hn." And never touched her again.

Love overcame that kind of thing. She liked the small signs he showed her that he liked her cooking. She liked the idea that she could make a home for him.

She seriously thought she loved him.

She took her marriage oaths seriously.

But in the past, from when she had been only engaged… she had been cheating on him.

It wasn't her fault.

It was actually his.

This is a story from that time.

-the past-

Naruto was so strong… she couldn't fight him off.

She couldn't fight him off and it made her so wet.

He would barely let her breathe between attempts to plunder her mouth, and it made her head so hazy.

Naruto had always been insistent in his pursuit of her. But he had always taken no for an answer.

No more.

"Nnnnn!" The pinkette fought against her traitorous body to fight the moan. "Mnnnnnnn!"

She had to fight it. She wasn't entirely sure why. She just did.

But she understood the biology of a kunoichi. She understood that they wielded super-ordinary powers only because of a super-ordinary state of health. A supercharged biology. A killer instinct, and a survival instinct that surpassed those of bears and lions.

She understood that in nature a kunoichi would be an animal that whored herself out to the strongest man, and scorn all others. The biggest cock. The toughest genes. The most lethality.

A primal connection between her pussy and her brain.

Every chakra supercharged cell in her body told her who she was meant to belong to.

Sasuke, her love… lay beaten to a bloody pulp on the ground. A loser.

And he could see them.

Sasuke could see her biting her lip and trying to fight the groan as another man ripped her panties aside and fingeredbanged her to a reluctant orgasm.

Sakura tried to resist. Her heart wanted to resist but her pussy was just a slut for forceful, caloused fingers.

She had her back to a tree, and Naruto was kissing her again. His tongue in her mouth just felt… right.

Hot. Demanding.

She was a woman. She didn't get to demand.

The man demanded. Yes. The woman obeyed her man. Yes.

She could feel her knees parting on their own.

Her failing efforts to struggle only turned her on more. She tried to leverage her superhuman strength against him. She tried to force him off of her. She pushed and hit his chest plaintively, but the Hokage-to be was as sturdy as a mountain.

He's so strong… he's so strong…

I was bet, right? It's okay right?

Sasuke… it's your own fault. She thought hazily.

The way that Naruto could not be forced away… drove her wild. The blood of her fiancé smeared on his fist marked him as the winner.

The sound of a zipper echoed in her ears, and her eyes shot wide open when she felt an insistently hot and hard shaft nudging itself against her wide open and slick lips.

"N-No!" She gasped, breaking the kiss. She beat on Naruto's chest. "You can't Naruto! I don't want it!" She insisted hotly. "It's not right! NNnnnn!"

She had to bite her words off, because his caloused fingers had found her G-spot.

"F-Fuck… stop that." She said weakly. "D-Don't make me cum. You bastard…" She panted.

"Shut up Sakura-chan." Naruto growled. "I've wanted you since we were kids! I bet my dream on you, you stupid bitch, and I won!" He said fiercely, grasping the wrists of her weakly striking fists, and holding them together against the tree trunk above her head. "Your pretty boy boyfriend over there bet you for a shot at my Hokage seat, my dream, and I said yes!" he hissed. "And I stomped him into the ground, and now you're mine!"

"N-No!" Sakura gasped.

The bet. The damn bet.

Sasuke had come to her with his cold gaze and his colder plan, and she had folded. Of course.

She always did whatever Sasuke said, just happy that he was talking to her that day.

Even though they were to be married soon, they rarely spoke.

Yes the bet was absurd, and cruel. It was cruel to her and her feelings. It was cruel to Naruto and his dream.

But she went along with it.

There was no risk to her anyway, really.

Naruto would forgive her anyway. Even if he won, she could talk Naruto down.

Naruto would never offend his Sakura-chan.

Naruto... the sweet boy from the academy that had always been chasing her. Always longing for her, but putty in her hands.

That sweet boy had finally had enough.

He glared at her now with cold blue eyes.

Sakura was truly afraid. A shiver of fear ran down her body and she remembered who was in charge.

"Don't you dare." Naruto growled. "Don't ever tell me no again, you bitch! You've been saying no all my life." Naruto said angrily. "And I've been a good boy and backed off. But look at you soak your panties now! Well I'm not taking 'No' from you any more!"

Sakura felt so weak, looking up at him. She felt small and innocent. Like a little girl, and her daddy was mad at her.

Why did that drive her needy little girl cunt insane? Why did she barely resist plunging herself down onto his superior cock?

Why did the scent of him… blood and sweat, and masculinity… just feel so right?

His rippling muscles. His hard form. His body still emanating heat from the battle.

Her proper lover lay half dead on the ground, beaten down with barely a chance to fight back.

"S...Stop it…" she said, her willpower trying to rally in one last burst. One last phrase that she knew would strike him down through the heart. "I never loved you!"

A harsh slap was her reply.

Dazed, she could barely calculate the sting on her cheek. Her head snapped to one side. She had an expression vacant in surprise.

Naruto had never… would never… strike her.

Her breath hitched.

She shuddered in place, falling quiet.

And beneath Naruto's sad gaze, her leaking pussy twitched in ecstasy.

Her cheeks blushed hot red. Her breath came out in pants. Her green eyes shone hotly with lust.

Her pussy gushed around his invading fingers.

The fire that had been growing in her body consumed her. She was all heat. But she was quiet. Naruto told her to be quiet.

YESSS! She could hear her inner self hiss. Fuck yes! Hit me. Slap me. Spank me. Own me.

Put me in my place. I'm a woman with superhuman strength, but it's nothing to you. My strikes are like pebbles to a mountain - and you're the mountain. Large. Imposing. Strong. Sturdy. Reliable.

You're such a fucking man!

No… I... love… Sasuke… I have to….

Fuck that shit failure of a husband! He's a loser! He's a micro-dick little emo shitstain! Look at this blonde Adonis and his cock! Oh… oh… what a glorious cock. To feel that inside…

He'll reach places Sasuke couldn't even dream of!

Finally a REAL man! A bitch-slapping, whore-owning, pussy destroying man!

Sakura's legs shook. She didn't know how much longer she could keep herself standing.

Soon she'd drop in place. She'd fall right onto that delicious cock.

"You think I don't know? I know I can't have your love." Naruto said sadly. "But I won ownership of this sopping wet cunt, fair and square!" Then, his voice began to bleed in anger. "You bet yourself, didn't you? Against my long cherished dream? For him?!"

"I... I did." Sakura replied meekly.

"Even though I saved your lfie so many times, fought for you, bled for you, for so many years. You're still picking him at my expense?!" Naruto demanded. "I am sick of it! I'm taking what's mine!"

Sakura felt a twitch from deep in her pussy as an itch began to heat up her body. An itch that she suspected she knew how to satisfy, after looking at the sight of Naruto's fat, precum drooling purple cockhead.

"N-No!" Sakura objected weakly. Her heart wasn't in it.

Naruto could tell, of course. He always knew her best. He knew when she was down even when she was wearing a fake smile. He knew when she was lonely even when she was laughing. He knew everything about her.

"I-I love Sasuke-kun!" She said, closing her eyes and hoping for another slap.

Instead, she felt something hard and thick press up against her traitorous wet cunt lips.

And then… thrust in.

Sakura wasn't sure what happened at first.

Either Naruto... that once doormat-like little boy that had always been chasing her around... had entered her desperately hot pussy with one long, imperious thrust…

Or else she had simply died and gone to heaven.

All hot, and cool, and full.

Glorious, full body ecstasy.

Pleasure. Peace.

She came to with her head lulled back, staring at the canopy of trees. She was limp against the bark of the tree behind her, being supported only bye the strong hands commandingly clutching her ass.

Fuck…

Wow…

That's so good. I went twenty years not knowing that I could feel this good. That's so… ouhhhh. That's deep. That's good.

That's right.

This was meant to happen. This cock was meant to fill me.

I wasn't born to be empty. I was born to be full.

Makes so much sense.

"You came." Naruto accused softly into her ear.

Sakura shuddered.

Gone was the boy that she could boss around.

The Hokage to be… the warrior… the soldier… was here to collect on his debts.

And she was the debt.

God, she didn't stand a chance.

Sakura licked her lips. She knew he was right. She had come like a trainwreck.

The second he had put it in her, she had seen stars and lights. She had orgasmed harder than all the rest of her life put together.

She didn't know what to say. She didn't want to keep denying him. He might slap her again. She didn't want that.

No…. to be honest, she really wanted that. On her ass or on her face…

Just own me.

But she didn't want to make him mad.

With his cock inside of her, feeling so full and glorious, under his possessive stare… she felt like a little girl. She couldn't make him mad.

Her gaze drifted over Naruto's shoulder, to Sasuke who lay on the ground defeated.

She looked back to Naruto's frowning face, silently.

"If you really couldn't want me," naruto explained coldly, "and just couldn't cum for me, I was going to give up on you."

Saying this, he gyrated his hips. His cock moved around inside of her, and Sakura's eyes rolled back a bit.

Fuck… Fuck… that's my cervix. He's all the way inside of me. He's splitting me in half but he can still move around… he can still find new angles to fuck me.

It's not fair. This cock was made to impregnate women. This man was made to be adored.

She whimpered in need. Sasuke wasn't even in her vision any more. She realized her wrists were free because Naruto was holding her against the tree by palming her ass.

She could have hit him or something.

But she found her legs wrapping around his waist. She found her arms snaking over his chisled biceps and clutching at hismanly back.

"You slut." Naruto growled accusingly into his childhood chrush's ear, thrusting his hips angrily into her.

Each push was like a shot of adrenaline. A bolt of lightning. Her legs twitched every time. Her pussy gushed juice every time he pushed in. His hot breath that hit her neck felt familiar and at home.

His back felt broad and reassuring under her fingertips.

Her mind was going blank with the pleasure born of having her pussy spread wider than she had thought possible.

Inner Sakura was babbling nonstop praise. Nonsensical utterances of adoration.

The real Sakura still tried to muffle her moans, a restraint of her sub consciousness that she was outdoors where anyone could overhear, with her fiancé in easy earshot. "Ohhhhh… Mnnnnnnnn! Unnnnnn!"

She made cute, meaningless, strained sounds into her man's neck. She bit down on his collar bone with tears in her eyes and tried to restrain herself as she felt his gigantic cock easily push into areas of herself she hadn't known existed.

She was being fucked. Really, truly fucked.

Each thrust, she lost a piece of herself.

She wondered what would be left of herself by the end of it.

But it was so good that she couldn't care.

It was that good.

Naruto exerted years of pent up lust and passion onto Sakura.

"I always loved you." He muttered accusingly between thrusts. "I looked at you when no one would. I liked your forehead when you couldn't like it, yourself."

"Ah! I... Ahn! I know!" Sakura breathed, pumping her hips. The pretty pink fingernails she'd had done especially for her date now dug and scratched at the back of another man. "Ahn! I know! Fuck you're so biggg... Ouhh! I... Ohhhh! always! So big, so big, god you're so fucking... I knew! I always knew you... ahn! loved me!"

"I have Hinata now! I don't need you any more!" Naruto grunted, fucking her roughly into the tree. Pounding her as if he wanted to snap the oak in half. "Why is that when I don't need you any more, you turn into this easy whore!" he demanded, slapping her ass angrily.

Sakura spasmed and groaned in lust. God, she really was a whore. She was easy.

She was an easy little bitch that couldn't defend herself against the first well-hung stud that tried to take her away from her boyfriend.

But Uzumaki Naruto was SO fucking well-hung. And forceful and insistent and passionate and strong and he loved her - she knew he loved her. He loved her in the past. He loved her still, no matter how he swore and slapped her. She could feel it with every deep thrust. She could feel it in his bruising grip on her ass - as if he'd never let her go.

She was sweaty and writhing and getting raped in front of her boyfriend and she never knew sex could feel remotely like this!

Naruto, this godly man, could just walk up to her and fuck her anywhere, if he made her feel like this!

She was his. She was his!

The way the forceful ninja was pounding his thick, long, hot cock into her cunt felt so deep she could swear he was smearing delicious precum somewhere in her mind. Or her heart, or soul.

Staining her in his scent.

Sakura whimpered like the weak little bitch she always wanted to be, as she came again and again for a new man.

Naruto felt the bitch spasming around his shaft. She was tight and utterly willing. She moaned with ever increasing sweetness from every thrust that he made. Her distinct pink hair shook as he pounded her steadily. The pretty forehead he had admired was coated in sweat.

Her cheeks were flushed for him. Not for Sasuke. For himself. For Uzumaki Naruto, the deadlast. The pinkette's alluring green eyes were lidded and locked on his face as if she had found something amazing.

He had her utmost attention, though her eyes fluttered whenever he hit a certain spot deep inside of her.

Sakura's grunts and moans reminded him of Hinata when she was being modest. When she didn't want to be heard.

But when he broke through Hinata's limit, the Hyuuga heiress would thrash and scream to wake all the neighbors.

All right.

"Am I bigger?!" He demanded. "Am I better?!" he asked with a powerful thrust into the spot that seemed to make her whole body twitch without her consent.

"O-Ouuuuuuugh. Ahhhh!" Sakura gasped. "Ah! Naru – Nartuto!"

"Answer, bitch!"

Another slap on her ass

Yessss. Yes. Fuck. That's it. Like… like that.

I love you.

I love it.

I love it.

Put me in my place. I just want you to surpass my arm strength and force your cock into me. I just want to not have a choice. It's so good. It's so good.

I love you. I love you.

I love you. I love you.

Inner Sakura was babbling.

I love you. I love you.

The real Sakura was whimpering. "D-Don't make me say it." She begged.

Another slap stung her on the ass. She could feel the reverberation shake through her and vibrate her aching womb.

Her eyes fluttered and she came again, gasping for air.

There! Theretherethere!

I love you. I love you. I fucking love you so fucking muuuch!

"Am I bigger?" Naruto slapped the pinkette slut's ass and asked purposefully. "Am I bigger than your boyfriend?"

Despite the haze of ecstasy, Sakura tried to peice together a thought.

No. Lie… I have to lie… Poor Sasuke. He's already beat up. He's already got a tiny dick.

He doesn't need me to shame him so...

I...I'll lie. I'll say that Naruto's smaller.

How the fuck will anyone with two eyes believe that is beyond me. But I'll lie.

She tried to look over her rapist's shoulder to check on her boyfriend, seeking to draw streangth from the sight of him.

Her defeated, uncaring boyfriend with his little preschooler sized dick.

But the sight of his wretched, defeated form only brought back memories of the raven haired boy trying to fit his tiny pecker into her. And her, laying on her back, staring at the wall and wondering if this really was what it was all for. If she had really made Naruto dedicate 3 years of his life so that she could have someone flop around on top of her for twenty seconds every night before falling asleep.

And then Naruto fucked his juicy cockhead up to kiss her womb and Sakura knew she couldn't lie to him.

"Y-You..." Sakura whispered in a daze.

"What was that?!" Another slap to her eager rump.

"You're –ah – bigger!" Sakura gasped, feeling him move inside of her.

"Then I reach a place inside of you he never did?" Naruto asked in excitement. "I couldn't have your virginity, but there's a space of you that's all mine? He can never, ever reach the deepest part that I'm claiming, right? The back of your pussy. Down deep where it makes your eyes flutter and your legs spasm. That's my exclusive property?"

As if to stake his claim again and again, Naruto thrust repeatedly right into that special place that he claimed as his own property.

Sakura's head snapped back and hit the tree trunk.

She could barely breathe.

Oh fuck. Oh fuuuuck!

Oh fuck. Oh fuuuuuck!

"Y-Yes! Yes, god-fucking-yes! Ooouuuhh! It's so good! It's sooooo - Ooouuuuh - fucking good!" Sakura babbled amidst gasps, lost in the pleasure. The sin of it. "The back of my pussy was never fucked like this!"

I don't care any more. She realized. I can't care any more.

It's so good.

Every thrust is like a new religion. Every time he squeezes my ass I feel… at peace. Torrential pleasure and the peace of being owned.

Being bred by a powerful male.

I can't… I can't…

Naruto saw that Sakura was on the edge of reason. Her thin arms were scratching at his back, and her pants and moans were getting more ragged and whorish. She still had her green eyes locked on him. Her waisth writhed against the tree and her hips fucked desperately back at him.

He let himself go at this timing. He buried himself balls deep into her, filling her utterly, and grunted as he emptied rope after rope of sinful semen into her body.

For Sakura, the hot cum splashing up against the very end of her cunt felt lustrous and completing.

That is to say, it completed her.

When she got her headband. When Sasuke agreed to go out with her. When she had made her mother proud.

No… this was what completed her.

This was the reason she was a woman. For this.

The emotional and physical response of her body was so intense that she lost all ability to restrain herself. She clutched at Naruto's back desperately, and bucked her hips savagely while her head thrashed from side to side. She screamed his name over and over for all the world to hear. "Naru – Oh! Naruto! Yes! Yes! Tha - Thank you! Naruto!" She sobbed. "Ahhhhn!"

Her vision blurred at the edges. She was passing out.

Naruto's expression was victorious. Conquering.

This scent… her inner muttered, equally exhausted in pleasure. My man's scent… have to memorize it.

His feel. Yes. Chakra signature…

My man.

The feel of his cock. My man's cock. That nice gentle curve upwards. But that brutal girth of it.

The taste of his sweat. My man's sweat. This is the only sweat I'll be licking up from now on. Tasty man. My tasty man.

His saliva… I remember it from when we kissed. The only saliva I'll ever slurp up from now on. Oh, kiss me again Naruto…

I'm so…

Complete.

Sakura, without even remembering that she'd ever been another man's boyfriend...

With a wide and innocent smile on her face, and a moan still on her lips, while coming down from a chain orgasm that drained her whole body, Sakura slumped against the hard, strong chest of her new owner and passed out.