Chapter 17: Chapter 17 - Anko 1

It was a very strange situation in the wake of Pain's attack

After all: even though they were rebuilding, there were no rescue operations.

This is because everyone had been revived from the dead perfectly.

And during this small window of transition, two rare and meteoric forces collided.

Firstly:

Anko Mitarashi was an anomoly.

There was an exception to every rule, and in regards to the general submissive tendenccy of a kunoichi towards a stronger man, that exception was named Mitarashi

This was important because it was singular and absalute.

Any good Kunoichi was resistant to being dominated by a male from another country. Whether by mistrust, by training, or by the judicious use of seal-craft when on an away mission. There were countermeasures in place, naturally.

But more had been turned traitor than any would like to admit.

Yet…

Anko was immune, utterly, to that specific problem. She never felt submissive, ever.

It was a side effect born from Orochimaru's early forays into body modification.

Of course, damn him, but Orochimaru had fled the nation before he had rid her body of the desire to submit.

She couldn't submit, but her body still had the itch.

Her body still wanted to find a strong man to protect her during pregnancy.

So she was forever dissatisfied. Forever on top. With a collection of boy toys and deviant men as her own sort of Harem.

She was a BDSM Queen in certain circles.

Just another small grief to lay at Orochimaru's feet.

Secondly:

Naruto was another anomoly.

He wished for a normal life, for a very brief period.

He had seen too much death in recent weeks, including that of his teacher Jiraiya.

And even this girl currently clinging to his arm. A girl who said she loved him.

So Naruto was not too hungry for the Hokage title just exactly now.

Even his ardour for keeping his childhood promise to his childhood crush, and returning damn Sasuke-teme to the village had cooled.

He thought about the life others had experienced. The life he could only look on at.

He restrained his lust when he could. He dragged a giddy Shizune off to a closet when he couldn't. The shy assistant was a bigger whore than could be found in any brothel.

And he knew a thing or two about brothels. One couldn't travel with Jiraiya for 3 consecutive years and still be ignorant. The man hadn't been that dutiful of a teacher in regards to fighting, much less more practical matters between men and women. He only gave opportunities. And so, too, it was that they had stayed in more red light districts than not.

And Naruto, with mind on his eventual promise to Tsunade, had seen to his own education.

As ever.

And had come back to Konoha after his 3 year trip quite experienced.

He hadn't yet defeated Tsunade, but he could feel the day fast approaching.

And once he took her, he knew, that the world for him would change forever.

So he had to make the most of these days.

He wanted to go to the movies with a girlfriend. Holding hands with her. Taking off his jacket for her. Eventually, one day, he hoped he would be down on one knee for her.

He was contemplating gradually getting a bigger house. Having a group of friends. A little bit of hard earned respect.

Hard fucking earned respect.

He was briefly, in the wake of the terrible battle, recuperating by indulging in Vanilla play with life.

But one day some bitch pushed him too far and his lusts exploded.

"Hey there stud." Anko said as she slid gently up to the Hero of Konoha. "Out to have a little Hyuuga action?"

Naruto stopped his pace in the middle of the street, giving the Special Jounin an odd look.

Many Kunoichi wore a fishnet top.

Few wore a full fishnet one-piece.

But this lewd woman didn't even wear an undershirt. Her lewd nipples were poking out of her fishnet top.

Her only defense of her modesty was a khaki jacket that was far too small to button up more than the middle button alone, and a khaki miniskirt that looked like it would come off with a tug on her belt.

Beside him, his girlfriend Hinata poked her fingers together.

"You knooow~" Anko said sweetly, walking her fingers up the Hero's arm. "You two look like you could use some guidance. A little bit of experience goes a long way~"

"A little bit?" Naruto asked. "Lady, I think… that you think… that I don't know your reputation."

"Are you calling me a slut?" Anko asked, arms akimbo and eyes flashing dangerously.

Despite her aura of danger - a trait Naruto well remembered from his first Chuunin exam - the purple haired Kunoichi certainly had an… appeal.

Like a freshly bloody blade gleaming in the moonlight. Like a viper.

The allure of danger. If you were into that sort of thing.

"I'm definitely calling you a slut." Naruto replied. "Crazy examiner lady. I've been to the club. I've seen you get up on stage, get on all fours, and start taking dicks from the audience."

"Pft! Not bad kid!" The Special-Jounin said, slapping the Hero on his back and laughing openly. "And you girl, you're one of Kurenai's kiddies right? You've got a keeper! Nice, big balls on this one!"

"A-Ano…" Hinata mumbled. It was the first time she'd met Kurenai-sensei's legendary best friend. She turned to her boyfriend in shyness. "…Club?"

Naruto rolled his eyes and took his uneasy girl by one plump, sweat-pants hidden ass-cheek. He pulled the blushing girl into him and kissed her deeply.

It was instructive to Anko's experienced eye to hear the little girl's 'eep' of alarm, and see the speed of her transition into dazed acceptance. Seeing her cheeks move with the intrusion of a masterful tongue. Watching the pale eyed girl's eyes roll back among fluttered lids.

All this from a five second action.

The boy wasn't too bad.

"I'll take you there later." Naruto told his new girlfriend in a low voice. "Maybe I'll even take you. There."

"A…A…" Hinata stuttered.

Anko thought back.

The special-Jounin had seen him at the club herself, sitting with no less than the Hokage and her assistant Shizune, in some far and dark corner of the seedy ninja-only den of lust and drink. Whether famous trio had made their way to her favorite bar of debauchery was a factor of their own preferences, or the simple fact that so much of Konoha had still to be restored after the attack of Pain, she didn't know.

All Anko knew was that she'd seen Shizune - shy, virginal Shizune collapse herself onto the blonde Hero's lap.

With the Hokage herself caressing his chest, the dark haired, flat chested, modest looking woman that was Shizune… all but howled as she had clutched to the blonde boy's shoulders.

In fact, to Anko's trained eye she could make out the most crucial fact.

Three hard, insistent shafts that worked for her pleasure in her pussy and ass, and even despite sucking languidly on a third, her eyes were not looking at any of her invited men, nor at the men and women of the cheering and jeering crowd.

She was utterly distracted and keen.

Shizune… shy Shizune… was having the fuck of her life, but her hips hadn't even fallen below the tabletop.

The Kage's assistant fucking herself, clearly, on the boy. Such gyrations and convulsions Anko should know like the back of her own hand and, in her opinion, were surprisingly experienced and skilful. Her Obi was still on, but her Kimono naturally parted with the wide spread of her pale legs.

Shizune was doubtlessly cumming her brains out the whole time.

The assistant had her elbows on the table, her body bent backwards, her mouth gaping wide while her hips ground with a life all their own.

The raven haired slut could barely seem to pump her hips below the tabletop despite all these vigorous efforts.

That is to say, Shizune could not slap hips with the Uzumaki. There was that much shaft left hidden under the table and despite Shizune's every whorish pump of her needy hips, she was unequal to the task of taking the rest of Naruto's length.

What an absurd thought. Anko had never seen anything like it.

Up on stage Anko couldn't stop staring. She didn't even notice when her boys nut in her. She soon found herself grinding on limp cocks and wondering if she should call her show to an early end.

All the time the boy - the hero whom had defeated Pain - sat there whispering with the Hokage. Eating with the Hokage. And sparing only a few words on the servile woman giving every effort to earn his seed.

The most attention he gave was one hard slap on the whore's thigh, which rang throughout the whole establishment.

Shizune had jumped in place on his cock, coming back to consciousness and mewling.

Even Anko had jumped in place.

She hadn't quite gotten off the stage. She didn't get off stage for any single man. She didn't chase men. She drew them in like a Venus fly trap.

She stayed on stage and drained men to their squealing orgasms, letting their cries of delight serve as her calling card. Proof of her skills to lure this Hero boy in.

But the boy hadn't looked twice to the stage. He hadn't come back the next night.

And Anko had to know.

For she was always in search of the right cock. For countless years she had agonized over it.

"Where are you lovebirds off to?" Back in the present, Anko asked this excitedly.

"My place." Naruto said shortly.

Hinata blushed powerfully.

"Ohhhh?" Anko asked, intrigued. "Room on the bed for a poor little slut who's date was over a little too quick?"

"A-Ano… over?" Hinata asked. "What happened to your date, Anko-san?"

"One shot." Anko replied, purposefully licking her lips with a pink tongue that seemed a little too long. "They don't make Chuunin like they used to."

Naruto rubbed his temples.

Ahh….

This was a familiar feeling.

'Ero-sennin…' He thought. 'I've encountered your other half. Though she sounds better at getting laid. A lot better at it.'

"Come on." Anko said playfully, tugging on Naruto's arm. "Come over here. The great Hero can't be blocking foot traffic. Don't you know that they need the street, as rubble is so often being moved around these days?"

Despite himself, Naruto followed the sexy woman into the alley - for he had indeed been blocking traffic. Hinata trailed after them.

"Listen." Naruto said to the fishnet-clad woman. "You seem crazy. And I normally get along with crazy. My traitorous rival is crazy. My perverted teacher was crazy." He assured. "But just right now, I'm taking my girlfriend home. Can you not get in the way? Can - and I can't believe that I, Uzumaki Naruto, am saying this… but can you read the mood?" He demanded.

"Not today?" Anko asked, walking her manicured fingers up his shirt. "Are you sure? Mmmmm… sweet boy, I think you should test the waters first?" Anko said, turning on the blonde boy. In the dark alleyway, she seemed like a different creature.

"You may…" she said slowly, sliding up to Naruto. She slithered into his space until her heavy breasts pressed into his hard chest, and she purred. "Find yourself…" Before Naruto could notice, he was pushed up against the brick wall behind him. Hinata was blushing furiously and stammering to one side. Anko tilted her head "Just a little interested?"

"You slut." Naruto hissed.

"Ever had a slut? A real, full bodied, nymphomaniac?" Anko asked, smiling. "Not just a poser. I mean a real Nympho. Medically. Properly. Unsatisfying. Able to go on forever, and willing the whole way. Indeed, addicted and inconsolably in need. Ever felt a warm, eager, prehensile tongue milk your little boy cock for as long as you want? Over and over? Never having enough? Oh, I'm a real slut. I'm such a bad, bad, slut. I've never not been eager for a good, strong man like you?"

To accentuate this she leaned forwards, close to the Uzumaki's face, and locked her violet gaze with his. And flickered her long tongue in a feathery, serpentine manner.

"Ohhh?" She whispered, feeling something harden against her thigh. "Not so little?"

"I-I-I!" Hinata stammered. "I also! Um… I can… with my… mouth… Um… Shizune-sensei taught me… And Naruto-kun guh-guided… me…"

The poor pure girl buried her face in her hands and threatened to teeter over.

To which Naruto grasped his date by the back of her head and pulled her in for a forceful kiss.

Hinata squealed. "Eep! Mm? Mmmm… Mmmmmmm… Naruto-kun?"

"Don't faint." Naruto chided. "I'm taking you home soon. Goddammit you're so cute I'm going to explode."

"Ah… Y-Yes Naruto-kun." Was the shy answer.

"And you!" Naruto addressed the saucy woman grinding her body against him. In fact he pushed her away, which was a feat of willpower the Special-Jounin had to respect. "Quit it. Cut it out. It's Hinata's day today. I'm going to pop her cherry." Naruto said unashamedly in a back alley.

Hinata buried her face in her hands in embarrassment. It didn't stop the rambunctious youth.

"Look at this spank-able ass!" Naruto brought his girl over, spun her around, and gave her tush a swift slap. "These huge tits she can't hide even if she wants to!"

"Eeep! Hyan!" Hinata cried meekly as she was turned around to have her sweater-clad chest mauled before the eyes of a stranger. The submissive Hyuuga could only gasp and hide her face from the world.

They had been dating for all of a week, but it had been such a turbulent week for Hinata. All her dreams and more.

Serving him. Kneeling between his legs, trying not to faint.

He already owned her to this degree. She could barely restrain herself when thinking of the future.

"Even this beautiful long hair. Did you grow this hair out for me?" Naruto asked of his girlfriend.

"Um… well… when we were young, Naruto-kun, you said you liked long hair and -"

"I know what I said." Naruto growled an interruption while grabbing a fistful of her ass. "You're so fucking cute I might **** you before we make it up the front steps. But-!"

Naruto said, spinning his attention onto Anko.

"That's not the objective!" He finished. "I'm gonna' treat her properly tonight. Wine and Roses and whatever. This girl has the body of a supermodel but she kept herself for me all this time, in a village full of randy crazies like you. And you want me to sidetrack to pick up a girl in some back alley?"

Anko was even more excited that the Hero could have her soft body pressed up against him, and he would still make out with his Hyuuga pet in front of her. She cooed in delight. "Oh… I heard that a Hero should have a manly appetite. One little Hyuuga girl can satisfy you? A small Hyuuga cherry? But I heard that the Uzumaki had endless stamina? Oh great Hero…. Gallant... Dashing…" Anko purred, sliding her hands over the blonde's chest one ab at a time. "Won't you save this poor girl? I'm burning inside… I need a real man to quench this thirst." She said, licking her lips. "Imagine a good girl kissing you softly, and a bad girl tossing you onto the floor and fucking you ragged, and think about what you really want. I'm not asking much you know. You just have to lay down Hero. I'll do all the rest."

Naruto was floored.

Certainly, he had been trained by Tsunade for years. He had practiced on Shizune for years.

Hell in his three year adventure with his teacher, Ero-sennin, he had met and satisfied many women. He had even failed to satisfy one or two, and learned from his defeat, and come back the more skilled for it in round two.

He knew what a slut was, and how to treat them right.

And how to treat them so wrong they begged for more.

And his instincts often demanded thus.

But Gods. This fishnet loving, open jacket, big titty whore was viciously persistent. Words just went in one ear and out the other.

If people said he was thick headed in his youth, it was nothing compared to this horny bitch!

Above all, he could feel the sexual need coming off of her. She said she was a Nymphomaniac in the true, maniac sense, and he believed her.

Her voice was sweet like honey. And her body was rubbing against him in a restless way.

Naruto grit his teeth with determination and sighed through them.

"Hinata!" He addressed sharply.

"Eeep! Y-Yes?" The Hyuuga girl asked.

Anko already brightened up from the sharp tone he was using on his Hyuuga girl.

"I'm really sorry. But if I take you home just like this, I really won't make it up the front stairs." Naruto promised. "One of you is getting raped in this back alley."

"A…Ah…" Hinata's fingers were fiddling so fast they might soon catch fire. "…Uh…"

"Ooooh! Me, me!" Anko volunteered, raising her hand like a schoolchild.

Naruto ignored her, and continued only to look at his girlfriend.

"I'm going to use this walking, talking cocksleave to calm down." Naruto explained, tilting her chin to force the shy girl to look demurely up into his eyes. "To take the edge off. If… that's okay with you." He said gently.

"Ano. I-I already know that I share you with Shizune-sensei, and Tsunade-sama, and any others you have not yet seen fit to inform me of. And, um, it-it's actually hard to do even that. My throat is sore just to struggle with half of you, yet you train me so gently. I'm filled with such guilt when I leave you hard and full of cum. If my submissiveness and purity can balance the scales I'll always be grateful. I love you so dearly, you know. This woman may be a Nymphomaniac but I'm, um, a-a Naruto-maniac and I'll do anything. I'll do anything." She said with a blush. "And, um, if it makes you feel good then I'll be a good girlfriend and hold your coat. You can, and should, slake your lusts over and over on this woman we've just met. Since I… I… am so inexperienced and… and shy… and not equal to the task here in broad daylight. I am only sorry I cannot serve you dutifully right here and now. But… Ano… Here?" Hinata asked, shocked. "in the alley?"

The alley was long and a dead end, but even at the farthest end of it, the people on the street could surely still make them out.

But this cute darling was driving Naruto mad with lust, and if he didn't slate himself on some ready bitch on hand, then he knew he would regret it.

For Hinata's devotion was driving him to a ruinous mood, and Koyuki stood as proof as to what happened to an innocent virgin that had to endure such a shocking night with him

And morning.

And all day after.

Until the woman couldn't to this day couldn't complete another of her well received movies. For she would disappear once a month, regardless of the film shooting arrangements, to find and crawl at his feet in desire that had become madness itself.

But this fishnet bitch could take it, and would take it, and had taken even more, if half the tales of her prodigious exploits were to be believed.

Naruto kissed Hinata softly. "We'll work up to it." He promised. "All of it. I'll train you until you slurp me down as easily as breathing, and prefer me to air itself the whole time. But right now…" He kissed her fiercely. She mewled weakly in his arms. "I love you." He whispered, "and I'll have to take things with you in my own, slow, careful way. As if I'll mold you out of clay, carefully, perfectly, and all according to my own plans. It's the way of it. Don't worry. I've had some experience."

Hinata swooned in delight, her heart racing.

"Oooh~" Anko sighed, cutting through the tender moment between two young lovers. "Good boy. Hero, I'm so impressed? I adore a decisive man." She said, eagerly working the boy's zipper while leaning in to give her new catch a nice long french kiss. The type that no other could replicate. The type that would lodge in his memories forever.

Anko really was relived. The slut had only drank down one guy's single watery load. A huge disappointment.

But a hand was held up to stop her. Naruto thought of teasing her to put her in her place.

She was, it was said, both experienced and indomitable.

So he had no fear of anything serious coming of it.

"Hold on!" Naruto said angrily. "There's cum on your breath? Did you just come right over from one of your guys?"

Anko froze. "Excuse me?"

Naruto gave her a cross look. "Slut, don't kiss me. Don't lick me. Don't breathe on me. Sloppy seconds are a pet peeve of mine."

"Ex… fucking excuse me?" Anko asked rhetorically. She was a slut but she still had her pride. Growing up abandoned by Orochimaru, and then ostracized by her home town had left her with a distorted, but proud heart. "I'm Mitarashi Anko. I'm a Special Jounin you little Chuunin punk." She said hotly with narrowed eyes. "My date was a minute man so I thought I'd give your little boy body a ride for the hell of it. But it looks like my pickup lines went straight to your head! Do you really think you're some great Sex God or something? Hell, I've met hundreds of boys that thought the same! I long since gave up on finding a real man in this fucking world. I was just in need of something cock shaped to scratch an itch, and you were it! I was going to ride you until I spoiled you for vanilla sex. Poor boy, I was going to fuck your little brain out until your blushing little pure Hyuuga girl couldn't satisfy you anymore!"

Naruto scowled.

At first she was all over him, and then she got mad at him.

He was getting flashbacks of stepping on landmines with Sakura.

Certainly, his mouth had gotten away from him. He was famous for blurting out his thoughts.

He was probably a rude and thoughtless man.

But even now his body had little sores from the battle of weeks past. Even now he sought to maximize his little precious time, for at any moment Akatasuki may turn their fangs on him in earnest.

These precious moments between battles when he could make his peace with his new love were not times he could get back.

So if the slut was going to press up against him then he'd treat her in the same way. He was not one to balk at a challenge.

This slut was reeking of desire. She was clearly on the prowl to turn him into another notch on her bedpost.

Whatever she said, he hadn't offended her to the point where she was willing to stop grinding her hard nipples into his chest.

Before the Special-Jounin could get her tirade going even further, Naruto put one calloused hand on her shoulder.

With a casual display of force, Anko found her knees hitting the floor.

"Hey!" She spat, forced to look up at him. For all her training and experience, she couldn't get up from this boy's one concrete grip on her shoulder. She had to kneel there and look up at him like he was better than her. In fact a lot of men had also tried this. But they were an endless display of disappointment in the end. Everyone let her down in the end. "I may be a slut but I'm not a whore! You can't treat me like -"

"Well point me to a whore then." Naruto said firmly. "I need a whore. I need a cocksleave that I treat like an item, who I can fuck like a rag-doll and leave drooling cum in the same place where I found her. Do you want me to treat you like a woman? To have a sudden romance with you while my girlfriend is right here? It's her special day. Should I be making her wait while I make love sweetly to some bimbo in fishnet and a micro-skirt? Fuck no. So if you're not willing to be a cocksleave then I'm really disappointed in you, and I'll have to find some other way to drain these blue balls you've given me. But you know what? Fuck it. There's an easy way to check if you're a whore or not."

Anko was going to pick a choice comeback.

But her well trained ears made out the sound of a zipper opening before she felt a meaty slap on her face.

And Anko's whole body seized up.

Ohgod Ohgod

Ohgod Ohgod

Ohgod Ohgod

Ohgod Ohgod

What a big, juicy cock.

Thicker than her wrist. Rubbing it's vein-y form against the right side of her face.

A thick scent. A thick, musky scent for a thick, lewd cock. It rested long and hard on her face and she just couldn't think straight

"I…" Anko said with dry lips. "Uh… Jus…Just because…" She licked her lips. She tried to swallow to quench her suddenly dry and itchy throat. "Just because… you're a little big…"

Hinata came to attention.

"Naruto-kun. Let me. Shizune-sensei gave me this just in case." Hinata knelt down in the alley beside Kurenai-sensei's friend and began to tear open the iconic condom package.

"Hey." Naruto grunted, sparing a moment from staring coldly at Mitarashi Anko to slap his girlfriend's face with his cock.

"Ah!" Hinata's head snapped to the side mostly via reflex. When she turned again to look at her boyfriend, a trail of precum smearing her cheek, her own Hyuuga lust was becoming impossible to hide. "Ah…"

"Your training." Naruto reminded.

"Y-Yes. I'm sorry I forgot." Hinata burned in shame, fighting every instinct to not turn and look at the busy main street behind her. She used Byakyugan to make sure that no one could see her face, other than her lover and this Special-Jounin he had found. She hesitantly put one corner of the dark red square package in between her teeth and held up her hands in a puppy dog pose. "W-Wan! W-Wan! I'm... I'm your bitch! I fe... fetched Master's condom!"

"Good girl. Go on." Naruto said.

Hinata flushed in shame and excitement and joy at his praise, but tore the package with her teeth and began to nimbly unroll it upon her boyfriend's shaft.

"Ah…" She murmured. "Should I cast a Genjutsu?"

"If it were you, I'd jealously hide the face you make when you cum, and the shape you hide under those baggy clothes. But this is just a whore." Naruto explained, cock-slapping Anko with his condom-covered shaft with meaty thwack after thwack. "And the men of this village are probably all used to seeing her being railed in an alleyway. It's hardly news."

Anko was kneeling there in a daze, mind racing about how she would deal with this monster shaft.

She could handle it. She could handle anything. But she was always on top. She was always in control.

She milked boys by the score. She sat on a throne with a wine glass in one hand, her chin resting on an elegant palm. She had no wine bottle. Men lined up to jack themselves into her little wine glass. She picked among them the most promising, and gave them the rides of their lives.

But new she couldn't move. Her body knelt like a statue, in a daze, as if the oversized symbol of masculinity simply had cast her under a dark spell.

"Yuh…" Her words failed from her dry and parched throat. Had it been such a hot and desert-like day? She swallowed a wad of drool - for she found herself drooling so much that a thin line trailed down her chin - and continued. "You can't treat me like a whore. I'm… on… top. Yuh…" She swallowed again, a thick wad of drool. She was still thirsty, and got more so every second her eyes followed the bobbing of this man's hard shaft. "You… uh… get on your knees and… and ask nice and I'll… uh… uh… slurp… lick… suck… um… uh…"

Words failed her.

She couldn't quite remember what she'd done with those men - boys - from before.

Did she make them eat her out, hands tied behind them?

She couldn't imagine this figure of masculinity with his hands tied behind. He had such a work of art, hard and insistent, between his legs. She could only imagine him between her legs in return.

What a nonsensical waste was the idea to chase after his tongue.

His pretty cock twitched and the Nymphomaniac's heart thrilled. She lost her train of thought all together.

"Oh yeah? In case you hadn't noticed this about yourself:" Naruto prefaced towards the kneeling kunoichi. "You're a whore."

"Why would you say that?" Anko asked with false bravado. "You don't know me. No one knows me."

"Because I'm not holding you down anymore." Naruto said calmly, swaying his hips, slapping her face. Anko wondered if he'd leave a long, thick cock mark on her face. "And you're just sitting there letting me slap you around with my cock." He said in amusement.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

"You're just a whore." Naruto said playfully. "What are you getting mad about? I'm just calling a whore a whore."

Smack. Smack. Smack.

"Is it my fault you're a whore?" Naruto goaded. "I call it like I see it. That's me, Uzumaki Naruto. I see a slutty whore that needs a good dicking, and I comment on it. So what?"

Smack. Smack. Smack.

Anko's mind snapped.

She couldn't help it anymore, her long tongue slithered out between ruby-lipsticked, puckered lips. As if charged with a will of it's own, her tongue slithered to wrap once, twice around the thick shaft before her and her lips were pressed passionately to the condom-wrapped cock before her.

Why… why did he have to put this fucking barrier between them?

Just because she sucked off some loser earlier?

Who the fuck did he this blonde Adonis think he was? His cock reeked of musk, spice, and three or four different pussies.

Presumably, none of them were his cherry girlfriend.

But Anko herself sucked one limp-dicked loser off in a restaurant bathroom stall, and now she didn't have the honor of slurping up and down… tasting him?

Who did he think he was? Barring her from running her tongue up and down every inch of his flesh directly?

He was sure full of himself. Just because her tongue and lips were so happy just to slurp on this fucking rubber that contorted so fucking tightly to his shaft.

She was… She was…

"Thew canth… *Slurp* *Slurp* treath me… *Slurp* *Slurp* like thith..." She began, her speech impeded by the long tongue that would not obey her. Her tongue only coiled and jacked off this man's beautiful shaft. The feel of his veins through the thin rubber which separated them were utterly distracted, and Anko couldn't even finish her thought.

"Whatever." Naruto grabbed the whore's face in both hands and with a sharp jerk of his hips buried 13.5 inches of cock down her gullet in one whore gagging, slut choking motion.

"Glrk! Guh! Hrk! Guh!"

Anko's mouth went from a small puckered kiss that barely let her slippery tongue out, to a wide and stuffed orifice that swallowed not only the thickest shaft she'd ever seen, but even swallowed her own slutty tongue that was wrapped so lovingly around it.

Anko's whole body strained. She could feel him fucking almost to her stomach. She couldn't breathe whatsoever.

Her mouth desperately produced copious saliva to cope, and her thick desperate drool made small, frothy bubbles as it squeezed through the tight seal of her lips.

It hurt. It was violent.

It hurt so good and so deep that it shut Anko down.

When she couldn't even breathe around the thickness in her throat, she was not a high ranking kunoichi.

She was not an experienced dominatrix that only sucked boys when they had bought her enough pretty things.

She was a woman. A servile thing.

And god…

Despite a burning utter shame at her defeat, she came.

Her fishnet was wet as she squirted powerfully in a random alley to a boy young enough to be her student.

But her tongue still writhed the shaft in her mouth.

Her tongue didn't listen to her, slipped once more out from between her lips, spiraling around the monster shaft that was choking her, and she knew that she would do anything to lick and caress this man's sack with her thirsty serpentine tongue.

"Tch." Naruto grunted. "You whore. You cock-sucking whore. All the way down in one thrust. That's really something."

Hinata sighed in admiration.

Anko felt a thrill against her will at the compliment. It competed in her chest against the pleasure of his cock's unbelievable girth straining her elastic throat.

To her disbelief when he forced himself once more to the base, she could feel her lungs shove slightly aside from his meaty circumference.

As she struggled for air, but not freedom, she began to feel as if her body were floating away.

The proud, experienced Nympho that she was, she even felt her eyes roll back simply from taking such a cock.

"Gggglrlg…Mgggh…" The poor Special-Jounin could not even gasp or properly moan. She could only gag silently and weakly, and judging by the growing stain on the alley floor… she loved every second of it.

Hinata saw this and shivered in place. "N-N-N-Naruto-kun? C-Can I? Can we?"

Naruto spared her a glance and, seeing his woman's face, showed a look of amazement on his own.

"Hinata, you really want treatment as extreme as this?" He asked.

"A-A-Ano…" Hinata poked her fingers together furiously, unable to meet her man's eyes.

Ironically, looking downwards only blessed her with the sight of her man's cock disappearing down this serpentine woman's throat.

The nympho's tits were barely restrained by fishnet, and the woman herself seemed to be struggling to breathe under the weight of her boyfriend's monstrous cock.

Oh

Hinata knew the feeling well.

She could sympathize as Anko tore at her flimsy fishnet, ripping it up and letting her hefty fuck jugs sway freely in the alley air. The desperate woman must have felt this would help her to breathe. Indeed, she also shucked her kahki vest.

But it did not help that much.

Anko would not breathe, Hinata knew, other than by her own boyfriend's allowance.

She would suck when he made her suck. She would breathe when he let her breathe.

And yes, HInata wanted it too.

She couldn't imagine the cold-hearted woman that wouldn't want it.

In evidence:

The slippery sounds of the once proud Jounin's gagging echoed in Hinata's ears.

But it could not hide the sound of Anko's squirting in time with every thrust, a little bit at a time. As if her lover were literally fucking the girly cum out of a soft woman.

Until she was stooping above a puddle of her own juices.

Anko certainly wasn't talking trash to her boyfriend now, Hinata thought with a vengeful air.

Rapid little choking bitch orgasms also echoed in Hinata's ears.

It was the epitome of helplessness.

"I'm choking her." Naruto explained, grinding his hips against the alley slut's lips for emphasis. Pinning her skull, as it were, between his hips and the brick and mortar of the alley - leaving her no escape. Anko gurgled messily in delight. Hinata almost fainted at the sound. Naruto continued: "She has placed her life in my hands for the sake of a little action, and I could end that miserable whore life." He said in amazement. "With nothing but my casual neglect."

"U….Ummm….mm….." Hinata's wide, pale eyes swam about. Her face was red with passion.

Naruto could read her like a book. Her eyes may seem inexpressive to some. After all she had no pupils to either dilate nor sharpen. But to Naruto her desires could not be reflected more clearly, than that pair of ever violet mirrors she had for eyes.

It was a real wonder that before his three year trip with Jiraiya, he had really been so oblivious.

"It looks like you need the edge taken off, too." Naruto muttered.

"I…I…" Hinata teetered in place, nosebleed overwhelming her.

Naruto chuckled. "Don't faint." He ordered.

He grabbed her by the jacket collar and gave her a little kiss on her jaw.

"Ah…" Hinata couldn't believe what was going to happen,. Even while her boyfriend thrust his fat cock down the throat of a Special-Jounin he, without breaking his pace, pulled her in to what she new would become a lewd exploration of her body.

He had toyed with her jawline, her neck, and her entire body far too much for her not to see the signs. She could only sigh and try not to collapse on the spot. "Th-Thank you…" She murmured as he trailed little kisses down the side of her throat.

"Keep your Byakyugan on." Naruto warned.

"Y-Yes. Yesss sir." Hinata gasped. "Thank you sir."

"Glrk Glrk Glrk." Went the gagging of Anko in the background.

With a familiar tug, Naruto drew down the zipper of her jacket. He then snaked deftly one calloused hand underneath the top of her own fishnet top and hooked the Shibari underneath in his fingers.

The sensual rope binding skills had been their own lesson from Tsunade. It had been of great practical use in keeping his girlfriend ready and willing without sacrificing her modesty in public.

"Hyahn!" Hinata cried. As her boyfriend tugged on the turtle-shell bondage she wore underneath her clothes, she couldn't help but squirm in delight. It wrapped and framed her body lovingly, and the silken rope was knotted quite purposefully to rub into her clit with the slightest provocation. "Ah! Ah! OOOhhh!"

So that when her master tugged on her silky bondage so much that her toes almost left the ground, Hinata could only blush her pretty pale face and try not to scream.

And her ears rang with the gagging of Anko in the background.

"Glrk Glrk Glrk."

The thought that her boyfriend was so masterful as to subdue two such kunoichi with this utter ease only made Hinata shudder further.

Naruto chuckled. "Is that good?" He asked. "Do you like that?"

"Oh! Oh, Naru-Naruuuu…"

"Well?" He asked, tugging her around.

"C-Cumming… Cumming for you…" Hinata squeaked shyly. "I'm… I'm… N-Narutokun NarutokunNarutokunNarutokun." She babbled.

Naruto sealed her hazy babbling with another deep kiss. He couldn't seem to tire of the act.

"Glrk Mmmnnng Guh Gh. Hmmm. Glrk Glrk." Anko slurped and choked below. Hinata mewled into his mouth above.

Naruto had hands on both women, and moved them to his will.

And that itself drove both kunoichi still further wild.

Hinata was twitching on her tiptoes in a daze of little, embarrassingly public orgasms when she felt her lover groan into her mouth.

She heard Anko moan below. "Ggh! MMMMMMNNNN! Ggh! Ggh!"

Hinata realized what must be happening.

Her lover of only a few weeks took his hands off of her, to some small disappointment on her part.

Yet she was far more excited to see what lay before her, as the once proud woman knelt wide-eyed under her Naruto-kun's power.

With a messily strained expression and upturned, watery eyes, Mitarashi Anko's throat fluttered in a desperate instinct to swallow steaming load after load of life-giving semen.

Hinata could just make out the stone floor of the alley being sprayed with the Special-Jounin's squirting girl cum.

"That's a good whore." Naruto muttered, even as the woman's face was firmly affixed in his grip. He took one large palm and started to rub her hair with some shadow of affection. "Like that. Take it like that."

Anko shivered, and if Hinata thought she had looked strained before, now she seemed in overdrive. She hummed and moaned and her throat fluttered as if she was trying to guzzle a whole keg in one breath.

Anko felt the cum swell in her throat. His cock already seemed to reach through the whole length of her throat and almost to her stomach.

The frustrating, thin skin of rubber that separated her from the true fleshy body of this beautiful cock swelled under the strain of blast upon blast of cum. She ached to taste it. She dreamed that she could taste him through the rubber.

She determined that if only she sucked hard enough then surely the rubber would rip to pieces. It already seemed so insufficient to the girth.

She felt it a failing if she would not suck the condom right off of him and keep going unobstructed.

Yet it was not to be.

She felt the hot cum balloon swell in her belly.

A sense of satisfaction and frustration welled within her, for that fucking condom kept master's cum so near yet so far.

"That'll do." He said, slapping Anko's cheek gently as if in approval of a mare or a cow which had pleased him. And saying so, he pulled himself backwards swiftly.

His shaft popped free of the tight and eager seal of Anko's puckered lips.

And along with his shaft, thanks to the pink condom now frothy with drool, he also fished up his hot load of cum from the depths of this whore's throat.

The big breasted woman hacked and coughed weakly, in total defeat. Though she took grateful gulps of air her tongue still extended and would not release it's hold of this blissful shaft.

Her mind, already dizzy from low oxygen content, was further mixed up with fear and lust.

Then shame, incredulity, and ecstasy.

But her eyes transfixed on Naruto.

"...Haaa….ah…. *Cough**Cough* haaa…. Mmmm…" Anko swallowed air. She looked up with watery eyes. The thick cock once more came to rest upon her forehead, a large ballon of chunky, sticky cum resting on her eye. Anko drooled and panted with her tongue hanging low. Her eyebrows pressed upwards and her saliva-shiny lips puckered as if begging him to finish the job and choke her to death with his cock. And Anko smacked her lips and broke into a very uncharacteristic sweet grin. "Haaa… Ahhh… MMnnn... Hmmmnnn."

Naruto sighed and muttered. "You see, Hinata? Her miserable face? Do you really think you want this kind of treatment?"

The question almost offended something deep inside of her womanly heart. Hinata was so weak at the slutty sight before her that she collapsed on her boyfriend's shoulder and shamefully ground her pantie-covered shibari into his wrist.

"Please?" Hinata begged weakly. "Oh… please? If-Ano-If I'm good? If I'm real-really a good girl for you?"

"Hmmm… You're so cute." Naruto smiled, caressing her fat Hyuuga ass. "You really know how to beg. For now, tie me off."

"Y-Yes. Yes Sir." Hinata agreed instantly. With fingers shaking from the lust burning in her heart, the Hyuuga quickly worked to slide the used condom off of her man's shaft.

Both Hyuuga and Mitarashi's eyes were pealed on the process.

The semen covered, slippery, sloppy cock that was slowly revealed drove both wild.

The scent of his freed erection hit them both like a physical wall of air, causing Hinata to stagger in place, and making Anko's gasping for life-giving air take on a brand new meaning.

Hinata whimpered in suppressed need.

Anko groaned throatily.

Using all of her obedience to temper her own desire to lunge onto her boyfriend's still semi-hard shaft, Hinata with shaking hands tied off the condom which was now heavy with a large pool of cum.

She could only marvel at the engineering of this custom ordered product. The once dark red rubber was now stretched until it was almost transparently light pink. Her boyfriend's titanic load sloshed around inside, yet the material still hadn't given up.

"Hey." Naruto chuckled, seeing his Hyuuga blush and hold his used condom to her chest possessively. "That's not yours."

"Ah…" Hinata had been caught.

Anko sighed as the murky white cum balloon was placed on her upturned forehead. She felt as if she was bathing in the very presence of this man.

"No hands." Naruto warned. "This is a memento for you, but no hands or there will be trouble."

"Ye-kuh." Anko interrupted her first words with a cough. Her throat was sore and hoarse. Her voice had become gravely. But she marshaled herself like a good whore. "Yes Sir."

"Is it Sir now?"

Anko blushed. As ordered, she dare not move her hands. But her long serpentine tongue snaked out to wrap her beloved condom package up. She slowly drew the pink, lewd balloon down to her teeth. It left a slimy trail of a combination of her own cock-sucking saliva and traces of her Sir's cum.

Yes. It was Sir now.

She could feel what he was doing to her echoing through her body.

As for what this mysterious feeling was that could tame such a slovenly hussy?

It was silence.

Silence echoed throughout her body. The raging storm of lust felt as if it gradually calmed as she stared up at his eyes. His hands were running through her hair. She breathed in his scent.

He was going to satisfy her. The promise felt so real.

Her mind told her: no. That it was Orochimaru all over again. The man had used her ever since her early life. He had used her, abused her, and left her behind. Left her unsatisfied. Left her unable to ever be satisfied. She didn't need a man. She just needed dicks. She just needed a human dildo to shut the fuck up and take it. She didn't need a man to obey. They didn't deserve it. Men couldn't satisfy her. They were limited. They were too small. Too quick to fire. Too slow to recover. Too small. Too ready to give up. Too intimidated by her reputation. Too weak to hold her down. Too small. She didn't need a man.

But.

If one could.

If one could really make her cum not once or twice. But a man could just pound her over and over until she crested some unknowable peak. If she could be used to her limit.

Just when the itch in her body was beginning to resurface, Naruto made his move.

The massive, veiny cock slapped her cheek once more. It left a long, slimy mark on her cheek and Anko came. She came, just like that. Her body was so hyped up for him. Her eyes fluttered in bliss. She panted around the used condom in between her teeth.

Her body felt… secure. Her body knew that it was going to have it's needs met.

Sir, now and forever.

The whole while her thistle-purple eyes locked onto his in a loving gaze.

She held her prize within pearly white teeth, like a little puppy bitch.

"Hands on the wall." Naruto said.

Anko beamed in happiness.

And she answered through her teeth, around the used condom to her best ability, right before scrambling up and presenting her her naked ass for Sir to do with as he pleased.

"Yesh Sir."