OC/Kurotsuchi(Naruto) - Commission for Simoa9 (Patreon)

Jokuro Nikos was in a single word, bored.

He didn’t even fully know why he was bored at the moment. Especially with all that was going on around him and the sheer fact that he was attending both a wedding and party that were pretty much the biggest events since the construction of the five main shinobi villages.

The marriage of Naruto Uzumaki himself. The woman he was wedding wasn’t really all that important, she might have been the heiress of the hyuga clan and a bodacious babe as far as Jokuro was concerned, but other than being arm candy for the hero of the fourth shinobi world war and future hokage, she just wasn’t all interesting. Naruto was the main attraction.

Idly thinking on the bride, Jokuro couldn’t help but think she didn’t really suit Naruto. He was loud and boisterous, charismatic and outgoing, the best type of friend you could have at your back and stood out like the Shinju among a flower field. Hinata Hyuga, the shy wall flower, demure to a point and barely able to meet the eyes of others didn’t really mesh with the kind of girl he imagined would be marrying the most elegible bachelor in the world.

Even after having only met her once and just exchanging some plesantries and passing on his congratulations, Jokuro could tell she wouldn’t be the type of partner that could help Naruto and his overall massive goal of bringing peace to the world.

Too bad Yugito was dead and gone. Jokuro imagined she would have been the perfect spouse for the Uzumaki hero. Yugito was strong and passionate, cool headed and ambitious, she spoke her mind and was loyal to a fault. Not to mention she was a Jinchuuriki herself before she died - the perfect woman to understand and support Naruto, the only use Hinata Hyuga had that he could think of was as a bed warmer.

If Naruto wasn’t really looking for a partner, and more a babe to plow and take the stress off from all the work he would no doubt be piled with in the future, well then more power to him - Jokuro wished him all the luck.

Why was he thinking about this? Well he supposed they were all a little bit in love with Naruto Uzumaki after he pretty much saved the world and led the battle against Akatsuki, then Madara and finally Kaguya the progenitor of chakra herself. He himself would have been among the many casualties if it weren’t for Naruto shielding him and everybody else in chakra cloaks. 

And it had been an amazing feeling. Being bolstered by just a fraction of the Uzumaki’s chakra had made him feel like he a Kage right out of legend.

But besides that - it was becaue he actually would need to start thinking about that kind of thing soon. The Fourth Raikage, A was retiring soon, and succeeding him was Darui, the man’s right hand besides his brother Killer Bee. Darui, whom Jokuro had been apprenticed to for years - he’d be taking the right hand spot when his mentor became Raikage and in the future, who knows, there was a good chance he’d end up Raikage himself.

What a daunting thought.

Regardless, he was still bored as hell. Sitting here thinking on politics instead of being out there sowing his wild oats like all the other teens at the party. He didn’t know any of them though and they were pretty much all caught up in talking to those they knew.

The most fun he’d had at this wedding had been when he had been talking to Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Haruno. They were both older than him and beautiful women beyond compare and they’d been quite receptive to his flirting. Until some bland guy named Sai had wandered up to them and put his arm around Ino’s waist - so there was a thing, he’d hit on another guys girl, not that she’d been in a rush to tell him that so no fault of his own. Then the guy had brought up that Sasuke Uchiha had sent a message by hawk to Naruto and asked if Saske was actually dating Sakura yet.

That just killed his mood. Honestly, what did that pink haired beauty see in that complete asshole? Many were willing to forgive him for his bullshit, but Jokuro didn;t really see why. Honestly, both Sakura the babe that she was and Naruto the pretty much messiah of their entire world could do so much better than that traitorous cunt of an Uchiha.

Which led him to now, a whiskey on the rocks in hand and just musing about the politlca climate while sitting all alone, even old A the surly bastard that the still reigning Raikage was had begged off to go gossip with Onoki of both scales, Mei Terumi, Subaku no Gaara and Tsunade Senju.

The biggest party in history, and he had nobody to enjoy it with, how pathetic of him he msued taking a brisk, deep gulp of his whiskey and revelling slightly in the burn it left down his throat.

“Well well, look who we have here,” a familiar, rather harsh female voice taunted from his side and he didn’t even have time to look around before they slid into the seat across from him.

Kurotsuchi, the grandaughter of the Tsuchikage Onoki favored him with a cocky grin, “I didn’t think I’d be seeing mr black lightning, heir to the storm release bloodline going stag at a party like this,” she said with a chuckle, “What’s wrong, couldn’t get a date?” the lava release user teased.

Jokuro eyed her over for a moment and had to admit, when she wasn’t wearing baggy robes, Kurotsuchi had quite the nice body. The white qipao she was wearing left little to the imagination and he could literally see her nipples if he focused on her chest enough. Too bad she didn’t wear clothes like that all the time, despite being a tomboy she was quite the nice piece of eye candy.

Her breasts weren’t big, nowhere near the size of the Hyuuga girl marrying Naruto today, not even as big as Ino Yamanaka’s whom he’d gotten a good feel of when she was pressing herself up against him earlier. The slit on the short white qipao dress though left her long, creamy legs on full display and he nearly cursed her for always hiding them away under fishnet. The dress really showed off that slim figure of hers well and he’d love to see what kind of ass this girl had on her, he was betting it would be amazing.

Jokuro chuckled into his whiskey glass, noting idly that he’d need a refill soon, “I wasn’t exactly given much time to grab a date before I got dragged to this party and my luck hasn’t been going that well to be honest,” he admitted.

Kurotsuchi chuckled and it did delightful things to her bosom, the heaving mounds jiggling noticeable beenath her qipao dress, “Weren’t you bragging to me about your prowess when it comes to girls during the war?” she teased again.

He snorted into his glass before finishing it in one last swig and setting the empty container down. In his defense, witth the baggy robrs she wore, he ha at first thought Kurotsuchi was a man, a very very pretty man, but a man nonetheless,it hadn’t been until she’d introduced herself to him as the grandaughter of the Tsuchikage that he realized his error. Not that many could have blamed him, Kurotsuchi was as foul mouthed as any man and got as much a kick out of girl stories as they did as well.

“I was having some luck earlier, “ he indulged  her with a lazy smile and making sure to keep his eyes above the neckline, she’d probably punch him with a fist full of lava if she caught him checking her out, “I was actually flirting with both Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka earlier and they seemed quite in to it.” he revealed, running a hand through his dark raven hair, topped with red highlights at the fringe.

“You know they both apparently have boyfriends right?” she asked, then paused, “Well Yamanaka definitely, I worked with the guy a few times on the field and I’ve seen them together a few times today at the party.”

Jokuro snorted, “That didn’t stop her from flirting right back at me and didn’t get her to stop me when I was feeling up tha sweet ass of hers,” he replied. Which was true, Ino was a lot more bold than Sakura and had only been to eager to feel his hands on her body when Sakura went to grab them some drinks, whispering sweet little nothings in to his ear as he sunk his hands her fat, round ass. If only she wasn’t dating that guy, that was the best ass he’d ever felt and no doubt if he weren’t in the picture he’d have been plowing the bodaicous flirty bonde instead of drinking whiskey alone at his table.

Kurotsuchi laughed loudly, “Hah! As expected! I admit i’d be a little disappointed in you if you were all boast and no substance,” the pink eyed girl grinned at him, “Too bad she had a boyfriend eh? You probably had a serious case of blue balls, getting all worked up to fuck a babe like Yamanaka only to get stone walled by the boyfriend she never bothered to tell you about.”

He rolled his eyes, “Thanks for reminding me,” He’d had to grab a rock of ice from a previous glass of whiskey to help cool himself down and not suffer the after effects of getting all worked up with the beautiful blonde.

“Aw chin up,” the stone kunoichi replied,rolling those vivid and exotic eyes of hers. Jokuro couldn’t help but idly think that they’d look awesome staring up at him while she was on her knees sucking him off, “It’s not like there isn’t plenty of horny kunoichi prowling around this wedding looking to let off some steam thanks to their jealousy of that Hyuuga bint.”

Jokuro snorted, “You offering?” he asked with a laugh.

Kurotsuchi snorted herself, “You wish punk,” she replied.

He grinned at her, “Maybe a bit,” he repllied and she her eyes widened slightly when she heard the sincerity in the statement, “I had no idea you wer hiding a killer body like that under those baggy robes you always wear out on the field.” It was more than likely the whiskey in him, but he gave her a long, pointed and almost leerng look over, pusing mostly on the bare thigh shown in the slits of her qipao and the swell of her rounded bosom.

She ginned, holding a hand up and gesturing to her chest, “Oh-ho, like what ya’ see do you kid?” the pink haired kunoichi teased, making sure to puff her chest out tantalizingly and the way the white fabric clung to her moderate bosom was amazing, “That hard up for a hot girl you’re willing to settle for me, eh?”

She wasn’t that much older than him, he nearly rolled his eyes. Sure she was a few years older than Naruto’s generation, and he was a couple years younger than the, but still not that big a difference.

And Kurotsuchi might have been the tomboy that all tomboy’s aspired to be. But she didn’t really understand that good looking tomboy’s were actually hot as hell. Having those strong, confident women mewling beneath him was a high he couldn’t quite put into words. He’d fucked both Samui and Karui at the post war party, and despite the fact that Samui was soft as hell and had the most amazing natural curves he’d ever seen, fucking Karui had been ever better than bedding the voluptuous blonde, the way those confident and fiery golden eyes of hers went half lidded, the way she mewled and pleaded for more beneath him in a breathy little voice. 

He was willing to bet putting that expression on Kurotsuchi’s face, making her beg him to fuck her would be a high like no other. Just the thought almost made him rigid in his suit trousers again.

Jokuro snorted again, “You seem to be under the delusion that you are not in fact a hot girl yourself,” he pointed out.

Kurotsuchi waved him off, even as a fast beat began to play around them and loads of people began to drag others or get dragged up to the dance floor, “Pu-lease, I’ve only slept with a few guys and they couldn’t keep up at all,” She said, rolling her eyes in annoyance, “It’s got to the point where most of the guys around me are scared to ask me out. And I’m under no delusion to the fact guys prefer softer lays like Yamanaka and that busty Hyuuga bint.”

Jokuro laughed, “They must have been a bunch of pussies then,” he replied.

“I don’t deny that,” she near giggled, her Kurotsuchi, giggled!

The young kumo nin leaned over the table to get close to the older kunoichi and wiggled his eyebrows at her, “You up for it then?” he asked with a teasing smile, “I’m willing to bet it’s you who won’t be able to keep up with me,” to punctuate his statement, he stood up and held his arm out towards her, palm open and waiting for her to take it.

She didn’t move for a few momnets. Instead, Kurotsuchi looked at his hand, then moved on to staring straight into his eyes, searching for something.

When he merely arched his eyebrow and shook his hand as if to say ‘hurry it up’, she smirked and grabbed his hand, sliding her own surprisingly small, femimine hand into his own. He pulled her up out of her seat easily with his strength and smirked, “Let’s have a little dance and we’ll see where it takes us,” he said, “Shall we?”

Kurotsuchi snorted once more but didn’t do anything to deter him at all as he younger teen began to pull her along onto the dance floor, shouldering people out of his way so they could get in amongst the action, pulling her along behind him as he did so.

As soon as he found a spot with enough space for them to dance interrupted, Jokuro bodily pulled the stone kunoichi to him and near spun into the spot, wrapping his arms around her full and well defined hips and rcoking to the beat almost immeaditely.

Kurotsuchi laughed, “Wow, you sure do work fast dont’cha casanova?” she teased, pressing herself against his front, her wonderfully soft breasts squishing against his chest molding her groin to his, following in his foosteps and rocking against him

“I have a little motto!” he shouted into her ear over the music.

“Oh?” Kurotsuchi raised an eyebrow.

“Want! Take! Have!” he laughed. And then bodly, he slid both hands down from her hips and cupped her ass. His groin throbbed and blood shot to his nether regions almost immediately when he felt his hands sink into the large, rounded and bouncy mounds of her ass.

He whistled, “I always thought you’d have a killer ass,” he laughed, “But I never imagined you’d have such an epic bubble butt, I mean damn girl my hands don’t even sink in fully before your sweet cheeks bounce them back.” And what an ass it was, the rounded cheeks were so perky and spingry.

Just as boldly, Kurotsuchi pressed backwards, pressing her ass into his groping hands, “You’re a lot bolder than I gave you credit for,” she replied with a grin, “Maybe I should have worn something more revealing instead of my battle gear at the after party of the war.” She teased, peering up at the slightly taller boy with those exotic pink eyes of hers full of mischief.

Jokuro sniggered, “If you did, no doubt I’d have had you screaming my name all night long back then instead of just tonight.” he replied without missing a beat, punctuating his statement by thrusting his groin hard against her, making sure she got a good feel for the long, hard meaty length he had stashed away just waiting for her.

Kurotsuchi’s eyes widened when she felt his hard length pressing against her, she couldn’t even get a rough estimate of his size, but from what little she could feel pressed against her - damn was the kumo teen hung. She couldn’t help the way her nether regions began to glisten with arousal.

To be fair, Jokuro took after the legacy of the Kumo elites, he was tall for his age, with a killer musculature, but unlike the likes of the Raikage A and soon to be Raikage Darui, he didn’t have a real ugly mug - he was almost a pretty boy really, except that he was a bit too masculine looking to be called pretty and instead came across more as rougishly handsome even at his young age.

The iwa kunoichi had to feel it again. She ground her core into him and shivered lightly when she felt more of his turgid cock beneath his clothing, it was huge, it felt like one of his damn muscular arms, and she had a good feel for his arms with the way they wrapped powerfull around her waist, leading down to his hands squeezing and fondling away at her ass.

She wanted him, she could admit it to herself. They’d gotten along great near as soon as they met, thick as thieves with how similar they were. She couldn’t have helped being fond of him really, not when he literally blitzed a reanimated kage with his Kuraiton no Yoroi (Black Lightning Release: Armour) and saved her from getting annihilated by the powerful shinobi. From there they;d fought back to back for the entire war and bantered all the way.

She’d been impressed by his confident demeanor and his apparent skill with the ladies - despite his age, she’d believed him with his strength and good looks. And Kurotsuchi had always gotten along well with guys; especially since she didn’t put much stock in the girly activities that most other females preferred, she was a total tomboy of the highest magnitude and she got a total kick out of talking about guys banging girls, most of them were so casual about it while girls were so uptight about it, it just made for a funny topic.

She was no blushing virgin either. She’d fucked herself hard with toys since she hit puberty and she’d fucked quite a few guys too, not that any of them were any ever good. Never able to keep up with her physical conditions or were total wimps who couldn’t handle how rough she could be and liked to be in bed.

Kurotsuchi liked rough sex and she was not ashamed to admit it.

She’d finger fucked herself near silly at the camps and even back home after meeting Jokuro. She wasn’t crushing on him or anything lame like that, it was just that he was like the best friend she never had growing up, he just got her on so many levels and his good looks and apparent bedroom skills didn’t hurt at all either.

Her grin turned nasty and her pink eyes filled with lust, “Oh yeah?” she whispered back in his ear, grinding into him harder. She let loose a little breathy moan and felt victory shoot through her when he shuddered in want, she knew he’d like that, “And how are you gonna fuck me big boy?” the short haired woman purred.

His hands slid from over her ass, down her thighs and then in one smooth motion jerked up quickly again, sliding under her qipao and his hands sunk right bank into her ass cheeks again, only this time it was bare skin on bare skin. She literally felt his cock throb thorugh their clothes, vibrating right through against her groin and it shot a sliver of pleasure shooting upwards from her juicy pussy.

“No panties, eh?” he rumbled, tipping forward just a little bit more and biting the the outer rim of her ear gently. She licked her lips, humping harder against him in response and wiggled her eyebrows at him when he pulled back from biting her ear, “That’s hot,” he laughed.

“I know, right?” she sniggered lustfully, pressing forward herself to blow in his ear and then kiss down the side of his jaw, “Don’t worry though, I’ve got plenty of sexy bra and panties to model for you another time.” she said, pulling back with a chuckle, leaving his cheek slightly wet with her saliva, not that he cared.

His hands tightened on her ass cheeks, digging almost painfully into the bouncy round flesh, it might have had a wimpy girl lke the Hyuga yelping, but Kurotsuchi just moaned in delight, “Definitely hot,” he repeated himself, then his own grin appeared again, full of dirty, implicit desire, “But not as hot as  it’s gonna be when I get you back to my room.” he promised.

“Oh yeah?” Kurotsuchi responded, “And just how are you going to fuck me big boy?” she repeated her earlier question, boiling with lust and needing to know.

His eyes burned into her own, smoldering with liquid lust, “I’m thinking I’m gonna turn you around and pick you up by the thighs…” he began.

“Mmm, yeah?” she moaned, “Go on.” Kurotsuchi urged, she wanted to hear more.

“I’ve got this big wardrobe mirrior in my hotel room,” he continued, and then to her surprise, with his grip on her ass he lifted her slightly into the air, “Gonna lift you up nice and easy just like this, then I’m gonna fucking bounce you up and down on my huge cock like a little slut and make you watch yourself get fucked silly by me in the mirror.” Jokuro snarled, pulling her tight against him and thrusting fully against her, letting her feel the full length of him and what would soon be inside her, not once putting her down as he did so.

“Fuck,” Kurotsuchi hissed, her pussy throbbing almost painfully with pleasure, almost cumming just from the sheer thought of the nasty declaration. It was such a hot image! She couldn’t wait anymore, she didn’t care about this stupid lame ass wedding or party, she couldn’t give a fuck about her grandfather, hell she couldn’t even give a fuck about foreplay right now, she just wanted him to take her home with him and fulfil his little statement. “Fuck..I can’t wait anymore, let’s get fucking out of here and have some fun right now!” she snarled right back at him, sliding her hands from around his neck, upwards until they were fisted in his black hair.

She barely had time to react before his face launched forward and his mouth caught hers in an animalistic kiss. He snarled into her mouth, and she snarled right back. Their teeth near clashed and their tongues met with a mighty clash His thick and strong, hers nimble, long and agile. The pink organs clashed between their mouths before he thrust forward and pulled her higher into the air. Instinctively the pink eyed iwa kunoichi wrapped her luscuious legs around his waist, unminding of anyone around them and moaned into his mouth when his tongue wrapped around hers and he began to sunk hard, beating it into submission.

She felt him beinning to walk, heard angry curses and shouts as the powerful teen shouldered his way through the dancing crowd around them even while feeling up her ass, having her wrapped around him and near raping her tongue into submission with his own - her eyes near rolled up into the back of her head, she had no idea just making out could make her feel so hot, make tingly pleaure rolle down her throat.

She did notice when they got to the edge of the hall and he kicked the door open roughly. For a moment, Kurotsuchi fully expected him to slam her against the wall and just fuck her up against it right and there. But then, black lightning surrounded their forms and they moved at a speed Kurotsuchi would have had trouble keeping up with fully cognant never mind out of her mind with lust and intoxicated.

With the speed of a young prodigy Elite Jonin, enhanced by the power of black lightning, it took them a minute at most to reach their destination, blitzing through the hotel and up to his room, all the while she was still attached to him, holding on for dear life and trying to wrestle his tongue off of hers so she could beat his down this time, to no avail.

Time passed for Kurotsuchi as a blur, but it couldn’t have been any more than three minutes while she was lost in the deep tongue wrestling kiss, writhing and wantonly moaning against the younger Kumo shinobi before she heard the door bang shut behind them after he jerked his foot back and kicked it shut.

When  the iwa kunoichi felt him peel her legs from around his waist and set her on the ground she opened her beautiful exotic pink eyes her loins throbbed harsh with desire, her breathing began to deepen all the more further than it already was from lack of breath due to their kiss and she began to near shake with excitement.

Why?

Because the white qipao clad stone kunouchi found herself looking into her own beautifully exotic eyes, peering back at her from a large, room wide mirror, “Oh god…” Kurotsuchi moaned in desire, she could literally feel the juices from her wet pussy dripping against her thighs. It’s a good thing Jokuro was so fast, or in her panty less state she’d have been dripping her womanly nector all over the wedding slash party hall.

His plans on how to fuck her repeated in her head, her legs felt like jelly beneath her in sheer anticipation.

Thankfully for Kurotsuchi, she short haired woman didn’t need to wait for long. She heard the tell tale of a zip being undone and through her parted legs, she could just see a pair of powerful bare legs come into view as expensive suit trousers pooled at their feet, followed by a silky white shirt, shimmering silver tie, velvety waist coat and just as expensive jacket fell behind them. With one step, those powerful legs stepped out of the trousers and she felt ttrong and yonug muscular arms wrapping around her waist.

With how big his cock felt, it was a wonder the pink eyed stone kunoichi didn’t see his thick meat dangling past his knee cap. But she realized why she didn’t an instant later when he pressed fully up against her bouncy rear end from behind and she felt what felt like a hot, throbbing baseball bat pressing against the bottom of her rounded ass and leading right up to between her petite shoulder blades. It was absolutely massive, she couldn’t wait to see it eye to well eye. She almost sniggered at the little joke, but was too turned on for the joke to really get her amused.

His lips placed themselves against her neck and he began to roughly smooch his way up, one, two three kisses before he reached her ear and bit it again, this time a little rougher than he did before, drawing a moan out of the woman, “Ughhhh,” her eyes rolled back slightly and she couldn’t help but press her fabulous ass up against his turgid prick.

“Ready fat ass?” he sneered in her ear and Kurotsuchi shivered in his grasp again, the deragatory name just turning her on all the more. Like she thought, he was just like her. Getting real into it, name calling and rough, just the way she liked it. “I’m about to rip this sexy little dress off of you and make you a slutty little ornament on my cock.” he continued to hiss in her ear.

It was a bit odd to Kurotsuchi. The power in his frame, the lustful drive he had, the massive cock, all of it, it made her want to submit to him and his domineering sexual prowess. She’d been the dominant one each time she’d fucked a guy, but right here and now they hadn’t even gotten his cock in her yet, hell she didn’t even have her dress of yet and already she wanted to be his slutty little..cock ornament, just as he said.

Usually that kind of thing would piss her off. Kurotsuchi was loud, proud and strong, she was no little weakling. But right now, with Jokuro, it just made her body shake with more desire and her pussy drip needily.

She was going to throw herself full in and willingly, damn her pride.

“Mmmm,” she moaned, licking her lips. Lifting her hands up, she trailed the petite limbs up backwards, over his chest and around his neck and looked up sideways, catching him in her peripherals and smooched his cheek with a submissive little kiss, “I’m ready big boy, rip it off and stick me on that fat cock like the little whore I am.”

His hands left her waist, and she felt chakra surge powerfully in one of his hands. Black lightning cackled ito life but she didn’t flinch, instead the pink eyed kunoichi continued to smooch at his cheek and stare almost adoringly up at him through her peripherals. His hand clad in lightning slid up her side, severing her dress unnecessarily despite how easy a qipao was too take off, really while it happened she was only thanking her lucky stars that the slutty Yamanaka and the pink haired babe Haruno got caught up with the Yamanaka’s boyfriend before they fell prey to his manly charms, otherwise he’d probably be reaming both of those beauties silly right now instead of about to be railing her.

With her dress cut with one hand, he pulled with the other and literally tore the rest of the white qipao from her petite frame and tossed it to the side, leaving her standing naked in his presence. She moaned wantonly and loudly as she felt his thick throbbing man meat against her bare ass cheeks and slender back. It was so hot and each moment the thick veins on it throbbed against her skin with almost enough force to nudge her forward.

Then his hands wrapped around her full and luscuous thighs and began to lift her into the air - her breath hitched and she moaned needily in anticipation, so close!

She turned around from kissing submissively against the kumo teens cheek and watched herself in the mirror. She moaned once more, louder than before when his thick cock appeared under her - to call it a cock was almost an insult, that was to say that any other cock she’d seen could be even close to being identified as the same as the one she was ever so slowly before lowered towards. No, more apt names for the beastly man meat underneath her were along the lines of pussy destroyer or bitch breaker.

It was beautiful and powerful and moments later, she felt its thick, head, like the massive fist of the Raikage himself pushing against her opening. Tinglnig pleasure began to shoot through her, the she screamed as he thrust forward powerfully, never bothering to go slow - she was so wet it didn’t matter and he crammed as much of his meat inside her as possible in one thrust of his hips.

Her navel and lower stomach bulged almost grotesquely, and it was just too much for her. The build up tot his moment had her so wet and horny, in that instant she couldn’t hold it back. Kurotsuchi screamed loud enough to wake the dead, her hands leaving his neck and clawing at the air desperately as the most powerful orgasm she’d ever felt ripped through her entire being, pussy juices exploding outwards from her well stuffed flower and arcing outwards like a fountain, slashing against the carpet and all over the mirror. For just a mere moment, she caught her glimpse in the mirror while she jerked and clawed like a madwoman; she looked as if she’d gone insane with pleasure.

All the while Jokuro just looked at her, peering into her eyes through the mirror, meeting her own through his reflection and wearing a smug, satisfied smile on his face.

It took a good two minutes for her body to stop spasming and another two for her just to regain full coherecy, and even then her fingers keep twitching every few seconds.

Kurotsuchi met his eyes in the mirror, taking in her reflection, pussy gaped with his massive cock, him holding her up by the thighs, totally naked, her thighs and his man meat completely drenched in her pussy juices, her chest shiny and slick with sweat, deep breaths making her peach sized tits jiggle on her chest, small pink napples dancing lightly in the air - and the bulge, oh god the bulge in her navel was just so nasty.

She grinned, “Holy shit,” she gasped, meeting his eyes in the reflection, “You just fucking put it in and I came like a stupid cock whore.” The pink eyed woman laughed. And god how hot was it that he hadn’t even moved, just put it in her and literally held her there - like a cock ornament, that was how she looked in the mirror!

“Told you i’d have you screaming,” he laughed, idly nudging his cock into her a bit more and drawing a started yelping moan from her.

“Mmm god that was good,” she sighed as he stopped moving before replying to what he said, her grin coming back, “Yeah you did big guy, but then I figured you’d be a good lay, but I didn’t think you’d be packing a dick big enough to club the fucking Juubi with.”

He smirked at her in the mirror, giving her body a once over and leering at her chest, “Nice tits you’ve got there, and such pretty little pink nipples.”

She shook her chest a bit, laughing when they bounced and rippled on her chest, “Like em?” she teased, “Not really big enough to get your massive cock in between for a titty fuck like that Yamanaka whore’s, but they do bounce around a lot and have some serious jiggle to them - I always have to tiie them with bandage wrappings when I’m working.”

“They’re perfect,” he grinned, “And I’ll get to see them bouncing all I like in a few seconds once I start fucking you good and hard.”

She shook her chest against, making her nipples dance in the air and then wiggled her eyerbrows suggestively, “Well once we’ve had a nice good fuck I’ll make sure to wear something nice and sexy to show them off for you,” she told him, then her grin grew wider, “Maybe a little hot pink lacy push up bra?” she remembered him telling her back during the war he loved girls in pink underwear, especially little lacey numbers that clung to their forms and molded around their curves.

He groaned, “Minx,” the then growled, when she laughed, he tightened his grip around her thighs and then thrust up once more, causing her to squeal mid laugh. Jokuro smirked, relishing in the velvety tight walls around his cock, “Just for that I’m gonna pound this little pussy so hard you won’t be walking for a week.” he threatened with a snarl of lust.

Slightly more used to the beast gaping her womanhood and the pleasure it made rip through her, Kurotsuchi just laughed lightly, “C’mon then big boy!” she replied, “The dirty banter is hot as fuck but I want to you to make me scream!”

That was all he needed to hear. He lifted her up on his cock and she watched in baited breath, tingling as she slid up his rigid pole, and then when she reached the point where only his thick jed head was bulging her womanhood, he dropped her and speared her to the hilt, breaking right into her cervix in one punishing motion.

Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, pleasure shooting through her, “Oh fuck!” Kurotsuchi screamed, “So big! You’re so big fucking you’re tearing my pussy apart!”

Jokuro wasn’t done there though, he lifted her againd and dropped her again. Once, twice, three times and then he began to pick up the speed and thrust into her on each drop.

Slap, slap, slap the wet meaty thuds of skin slapping skin rang out loud enough to be be heard through the walls, though drowned out by the high pitched screams and squeales that left the proud stone kunoichi’s throat on each pass.

“Shit she’s tight!” Jokuro groaned. He knew she’d be tight, what with how tight and toned her body was, with how much she trained her legs as she told him during the war, but he wasn’t expecting the her to be just so velvety and clinging. He’d enver felt a pussy cling so tightly to him before, not even when he broke in some little virgin girl. And the image in the mirror just made him throb all the more. Her glazed over pink eyes, so sexily rolled up into the back of her head, her tongue hanging limply from her mouth and drooling down her front as he bounced her on his cock, looking like a stupid brain dead little whore - that look was a dime a dozen on normal girls, but on the face of the proud Kurotsuchi?

It was too much.

Truning around from the mirror, he thrust his full body forward and landed on the bed, pinning Kurotsuchi beneath him on the silken covers, moving his hands from her thighs. One wrapping around her waist, the other taking a handful of her chest and sinking into her delightfully soft breast - then he began to savagely thrust into her like an animal.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Went the headboard of the bed and he could feel the springs tremble beneath his powerful thrusts. He didn’t care though even as the bed neared its limit and surged towards its breaking point.

Then Kurotsuchi’s pussy clamped down on him and his vision went near white. Thrusting forward once last time with all the strength he had in him and roaring loudly, he came!

The bed snapped beneath them on his final thrust and even as he emptied a massive load into the petite woman beneath him, it buckled and hit the ground with a massive thud that sounded almost like the floor was going to cave in beneath them as well.

He clung to her in that animalistic position for a good two minutes, emptying his massive white load into the stone kunoichi before puttering to a stop. He sighed a deep breath of satisfaction and rolled over, letting go of her soft breast and full waist, his massive cock, still hard as can be pulled from her gushing pussy with a loud wet plop, and slapped hard against his stomach and chest as he rolled to the side and lay looking up at the ceiling panting deeply.

“..holy...fuck,” Kurotsuchi gasped minutes later, peering at him from where she lay, bouncy round ass up in the air, her pussy gaped open like a cavern and leaking pussy juices and thick white sperm like a river, her short hair matted against her scalp - she peered at him through her matted fringe, face still down on the bed with her still slightly glazed pink eyes, “I can’t feel my legs.” she suddenly laughed.

Jokruo snorted,” I’d be offended if you could,” he replied, especially since there at the end he totally lost control and railed her as hard as he could. The only other girl he’d fucked that hard had been Samui and she’d been fucked unconscious within moments - granted he’d then gone on to fuck her unconscious body and use her any which way he pleased, but that lack of input had been galling…

What was he on about again?

Oh right. He grinned over at the older kunoichi, “So about that pink lacey underwear?” he chuckled, reaching over and giving her her ass in the air a hard spank, making the bouncy cheeks jiggle.

She yelped slightly at the unexpeted motion before wiggling her ass and grinning at him again, “It’ll have to wait till I can actually feel my legs big boy,” she laughed and then wiggled her eyesbrows again, “On the plus side, it seems my ass is in prime position for a spanking isn’t it…….daddy?” she trailed off into a little breathy moan.

It made Jokruo’s groin throb and lust for more, and the way she called him daddy so submissively, it was so hot! This vixen really was too much. But on the bright side, he had been wanting to spank her into a mewling mess since he met the girl. Rolling up onto his knees, he lined himself back up behind the girl, grasping her full hip with one hand, he reared his other hand back and grinned at her, “Who’s been a bad girl?” he played along.

She blinked prettily at him and grinned toothily, “I have...daddy?” Moaning loudly when his hand surge forward and delivered a punishing spank to her bouncy round buttox.

It was going to be a long long night for her Kurotsuchi realized, shuddering as the next spank met her ass cheeks and moaning dutifully like a little slut. But, she wouldn’t have it any other way. And maybe after this, they could have a little more fun. She wondered how hot it would be to watch him break in that slutty Yamanaka?