Jiraiya, age 17
Tan thighs wrap around my midsection with a constrictive grip, almost serpent-like in their capture. Panicking, my hands fly down to my hips to paw uselessly at Tsunade's crushing hold. She'd suddenly adopted the form of a deadly snake, poised and ready to attack. Hime was bathed in the muted golden rays around us, as if absorbing candlelight into her scales. One glance at her defensive glare told me that I was now prey.
My voice shook with the knowledge that I've done something to make her feel threatened.
"Tsunade?"
I attempted to close the distance but couldn't move another inch toward her.
Muscles flex with tamed power as this young woman underneath me crammed my solid body in between two immovable thighs. Knowing how hopeless it is to compete with her brute strength versus my own, I squinted at her disheveled form with groggy bemusement.
"What do you not understand, Hime?"
My hands were tentatively wandering downward to rub away the tension from her legs while I sought out her troubled eyes for an explanation.
She only looked at me with fright, cheeks redder than the devil. The fiery glimmers of the candles accentuated the sheen of sweat on her forehead, highlighting her absolute distress. Some sick, secret part of me genuinely relished this flavor of Hime. Every quick intake of breath, every blush, every absent-minded lick of her lips was like a breath of fresh air to me. It was tough to admit to myself, but the disparity of control between us—now shifted in my favor, for a change—made me achingly hard down south.
"Jiraiya, please," she huffed unevenly, begging, but I wasn't sure what for. "I can't! You're crazy!"
"Crazy? How?"
I stared at her plainly for an answer, but she just regarded me with a frozen look of alarm.
"Think of it like a kiss, Hime. We've been kissing all night, haven't we? It's only just the two of us in here," my low voice drawled, rubbing circles in her thigh with my thumb, anticipating her to open up for me.
She did not.
"What is it that makes you wanna do it so much?"
Huh?
My face almost twisted into something rude and horrible, prompting me to scramble to calm my facial muscles and remember what's going on. You just don't expect a girl to ask something so pointless like that in the middle of trying to eat her out.
What is it about getting bonus pay after a mission that you love so much, Tsunade?
I kept nudging her calves with my ass until she let her legs fall from my waist. A defeated sigh left me as the back of my head hit the pillow next to her's with a soft thud. I folded my hands on my stomach and stared at the toad painting on the ceiling, collecting my thoughts. Trying to be nuanced at a time like this—when you're currently receiving zero blood flow to your brain—feels so hopeless. What kind of answer does she want from me, anyway?
Because it is there, Tsunade! That's why I want to! Because I am a man!
"I have a lot of reasons why I wanna do it," I muttered under my breath.
She sucks in a quiet, withdrawn breath and loosely hugs herself against my side. I can't help but reach out for her, pulling her curvy body to my chest, enveloping her until she's curled up against me tightly. Naked, glowing skin makes me throb fiercely, making me practically lose my train of thought.
"Tell me why," she demanded quietly, stroking my abdomen lightly with her fingernails. I inhaled a long, steady breath and craned my neck to really look at Tsunade. The urge to be a smartass was violently compelling, but I reigned it all in for the sake of my own well-being.
"It gets me hard thinking about doing it. Always has. Especially now that I've spread your legs myself."
She seemed mortified by my confession, throwing my limp arm around her face to hide it from me. I didn't let that stop me, though, as I extricated it from her grasp and turned her face to the side to look me in the eyes.
"You're so pink and shiny and wet... I can't stop thinking about how much I wanna taste it. You look like you would taste really, really good."
Saliva started to pool at the corner of my mouth the more I went into detail, so I wiped my mouth on my bare shoulder before she made fun of me again for drooling. "You know... what initially piqued my interest about the whole thing was this book I read once. At some point, this sexy older woman explains to the main character that most women prefer this sort of thing to actual penetration. Later in the story, he goes down on a girl for the first time, and it felt so amazing she basically fell in love with him on the spot."
Tsunade shook with nervous laughter, peering up at me through her full lashes. Chubby little cheeks painted light pink, lips slightly parted. She really is the most stunning kunoichi alive.
I wanna eat your pussy so good you'll fall in love with me, too.
"I mean, you like women, too, don't you? What if you were me, and Mizuki or Hayami was in front of you like this?" I grabbed a big handful of her asscheek, my eyes watching eagerly as I jiggled the skin wildly... until she batted my hand away. "Wouldn't you wanna do the same?"
She fidgeted but still met my eyes, tilting her head in thought before nodding begrudgingly.
"Well, what makes you think I'm any different, Tsunade?"
She steeled her shoulders, shutting her eyes and letting out a deep breath. "Can I tell you something, Baka?"
"You can tell me anything."
"I once overheard something that really messed me up," she began, her voice faint, but my sharp ears detected a hidden tremor. "A few weeks back, I had gate duty. A bunch of these chunin were returning home, bragging about all the pretty girls they hired while away on their long assignment. The loud-mouthed one mocked this woman for wanting him to please her, you know, orally. Anyway, he gave all these reasons why women are just... gross down there and the rest of them agreed. That our parts are unpleasant, "slimy," and it's not worth the hassle even trying to please us."
"Uhh, wow. Okay? What does that asshole have to do with us, though?"
"I— well... nothing technically, but—"
"Who was it?" My tone edged, irritation trickling from my voice. Tsunade just gawked at me, looking all out of sorts. "Tell me who it was who said that shit."
"Why? What're you gonna do?"
"I'm going to rock his shit when I see him."
"Oh my god."
"What? If it weren't for that coward, I'd be feasting on your pussy and making you scream my name as we speak."
Her breath hitched at my vulgarity, deepening the semi-permanent blush already on her face.
"So... there's no part of you that secretly agrees with him?"
Ahhh. So that's what this is about.
"None at all, Tsunade. He sounds like a fucking tool, like, for real. Think about it! Slugs? They're wet and slimy, eh? But we still love them all the same! That's just the way they are. Pussy is quite similar in that respect."
The appalled look on her face said I was losing her. I grimaced, facepalming. "I don't know, forget I said that last part, maybe."
I tapped my chin, trying to contemplate the skewed philosophy of those off-duty bastards.
"Why wouldn't you want the girl to be wet, though? That means you did that. You're the one who made her that way. How is that not arousing?"
"I guess when I heard them all going on about it, it made me picture how dreadful it would be for a guy to think like that about me."
"Just so you know, they probably don't even feel that way themselves. The task of getting a woman off is daunting and not for the faint of heart. I bet those dickheads are painfully aware they lack the experience. So instead, they shit on her without attempting to give her what she wanted in the first place. Can't fail if you never try, right?"
"So is this... something you have experience with? Getting a woman off, I mean."
My eyes squinted when I noticed her chin trembling with discouragement. Is the thought of me with another girl really that upsetting? Could that mean she wants me all to herself? The mean-spirited part of me almost wanted to exploit this moment because her envy was stroking my ego nearly to completion. But imagining another man touching her intimately made me want to sob, so it's best just not to even go there. For all I know, this could be a fluke, and I'll be replaced expeditiously by another man—someone who's elegant and perfect—like that condescending prick Ryuji Uchiha.
"Tsunade, I've barely had physical contact of any kind, let alone oral," I try to reassure her with a smile, reaching out carefully to stroke her cheekbone with the pad of my thumb. She seemed to relax at that, letting out a breath I had no idea she was holding.
She poked me in the ribs shyly with a pointy red fingernail.
"It's not like I know what you've been up to all these years! Sounds like something you've maybe done before."
I chuckled, tucking a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. Her pout made my heart squeeze with adoration. I bring her in for a tight hug so that I can squash her painfully with the sheer force of my love. My lips peppered her face with kisses. She made a slight grumpy noise, but the softest sigh reached my ears as well, letting me know she was enjoying it.
"I haven't done it, but... how hard can it be? I've already spent years fantasizing about it."
"Oh?"
Hime smoothed her cheek against the rounded skin of my pectoral affectionately. Ever since my shirt came off, Hime's been weirdly fixated on them, running her hands over them and nuzzling the smoothness of my skin right there. It made me wonder if that's how girls felt about their breasts when other people just couldn't get enough of them.
"Does that mean you've thought about doing that to me?"
Don't call her a dumbass again, Jiraiya. Once is enough for tonight.
"I do that to you in every fantasy of mine."
This seemed to shock her for some reason.
"Whoa, even the one where we get married?"
The dumbstruck look of astonishment on her face almost made me bust up from laughing.
"Especially that one, are you kidding? That's like, the first thing I do!"
Tsunade encircled her arms around my neck, ducking her face in my chest. With her thigh slung over my hip, I could feel every single pulse of her sex that was still nestled against my erection. Instinctively, I bucked upward, startling her with my slight hiss, when that heady feeling of bliss set in. She gasped a little at the sensation, sitting up swiftly to climb my hips and straddle me.
We both sighed in unison as we drove against each other carefully.
"So... what are your thoughts? Can I...?"
You know.
Tsunade pressed her lips together, deciding to play dumb.
"Can you what, Baka?"
Can I fuck you with my tongue?
Tsunade made no move to get off me, but she buried her face in her hands, exasperated. I'd never seen her look this flustered in my entire life, so I was seriously milking it.
"Part of me does want it, Jiraiya, but it's just... so intimate. Like, I'd have a heart attack if you were to do it right now."
"Hmm," I consider this as I rub soothing circles into the flesh of her inner thighs. "More intimate than actual sex?" Her whispered cry of 'fuck me, Jiraiya' has been playing over and over in my head all night, taunting me.
Tsunade swallowed, glowered, then smacked me in the chest.
"Of course it is, Baka! Don't be dense."
"Alright, alright. I won't put any more pressure on you. Please forgive me."
My shorts started feeling uncomfortable, so I shimmied my hips out of them with Tsunade's help. She peered down at me bashfully when only a flimsy pair of boxers stood between me and her naked skin.
"Thank you, by the way," she whispered with a slight, sinful turn of her hips. My hands found purchase on her waist as she began to grind me beautifully.
"What for?"
"You make me feel at ease. I thought I was going to have a panic attack earlier." The pleasure she was inflicting on me made me whine pathetically, throwing my head back when I felt her soak the thin fabric of my underwear. "I feel so much better now," Tsunade sighed with another circle of her hips. "Like so much better..."
I could make you feel even better than this if you'd only let me.
"I still wanna know who the fuck said it," I muttered bitterly.
So I can kill him.
I observed her with wonder as a full-blown shiver wracked her lovely frame. She closed her eyes with a shaky breath, riding me sweetly.
"No, you already hate the guy. Just forget about it."
I reached back and smacked her ass hard. She yelped and ground herself hard against my dick, planting her hands flat on my chest for leverage.
"Ahhh—if I told you... you'd—mmmm, you'd just start some shit."
I gave her ass another slap, and she whimpered loudly. Adrenaline lit my body up with each one of her reactions. It felt like a parallel universe opened up and swallowed me whole. If someone told kid-Jiraiya that rude, flat-chested Tsunade would one day grow huge tiddies and make sounds like these while she lets me spank her booty...!
The news alone would have probably killed me.
My hand smacked that round ass again like it had a mind of its own, going extra hard for my younger self. It's what he would've wanted.
"Oh! Jiraiya, please," she begged, bouncing and cooing as she gave me the best friction I've ever known in my life.
"Tell me his name."
"Fine. But I'm not letting you eat me out until you make him pay."
I swear on my mother's life, Princess Tsunade.
"He's dead meat for offending you. You have my word. I don't care who he is."
Tsunade moaned before clearing her throat. She halted her movements altogether, but I was incapable of keeping still. I grabbed her by the hips harshly and ground my hips with a chaotic rhythm.
She made an effort to keep her voice level as I chased my high, taking care not to moan another dude's name while dry humping me.
"It was Toge Inuzuka."
I snorted rudely, my hips not stopping despite the news.
"Ha! Dog boy is afraid of a little pussy?" I barked. The grip I had on her waist was so firm I just knew she'd have bruises in the morning.
My thrusts were relentless at this point, now partly fueled by the hatred I've always harbored for Toge Inuzuka. Since we were kids, this asshole would disrespect my mother every chance he could get. He'd call my mom a whore, encouraging some of our dumber peers to join in. All because my mom shot down his dad several times before we were all even born. Well, there's a little more to it than that. Mom once told me after turning down the head of the Inuzuka Clan for the last time, she eventually broke down and straight-up told the man he smells like dog piss. But still, why does Toge even care? Their whole family smells like pee; it's common knowledge at this point.
Hime moaned loudly, bending down to kiss a line up my neck. The sound she made when she started to nibble my ear was so filthy that I had to bite my lip to keep from cursing too loudly.
"Enough about him, Baka. Don't take your eyes off of me," she ordered, her voice sultry yet stern as she overtook control of our rhythm. "If you take your eyes off of me, you'll be a naughty boy. Understand?"
Shit.
"Yes," I gasped out needily, my voice utterly wrecked. I could feel Tsunade's wet slick sliding along my shaft through the light fabric, adding pressure to the tip of my dick. "Yes, I wanna be a good boy."
"I bet you do, baby. Prove me right, mmkay?"
Her gentle encouragement made me groan desperately as my head fell back in euphoria. Her hands went to my shoulders when she started circling her hips even faster. Whimpers and incoherent babbling flew past my lips as I dug my nails into the soft flesh of her hamstrings. She smirked down with mock innocence at me. I looked up at her with awe, hoping to convey something urgent with my eyes.
Use me.
"Look at you," Tsunade whispered with a smug look of wonder. "So desperate and needy." She casually pinched one of my nipples, rolling it expertly between her fingers. I squeezed my eyes shut, the pleasure becoming too overwhelming and raw to handle.
A crisp slap across my face brought me back to reality.
"What did I say about keeping your eyes on me?"
I licked my lips and dug my nails even harder into her skin. The pain only added more comfort and fun, but I still gave her a half-assed sincere look of apology.
"Please forgive me, Princess Tsunade."
She leaned down and flicked my earlobe gently with the tip of her tongue. "I won't tell you again," she whispered. I shivered and nodded my empty head, ready to give in to whatever she tells me to do. Her brown eyes were warm and playful, but I've known her long enough to tell when she means business. I watched Hime use my body for her own pleasure with an astonished look on my face. All the shifting and sliding going on was so hypnotic I couldn't tear myself away even if I wanted to.
Breaking eye contact was a mistake I did not make again.
"Tell me what you want," she whined softly, her breaths uneven and puffy.
I can feel my mouth watering again as I took in the sight before me. Tsunade doesn't stop moving as her heated skin starts to glisten with sweat at the exertion. Her nipples were so pert and proud as she bucked and bounced on top of me. Looking down, I can plainly see just how hard I am, stretching the material of my underwear almost painfully tight as she grinds herself at the base of my cock. It does something to me, knowing that I'm the one who put Tsunade in this state. I'm the one making her wet and flushed, and excited.
"Tell me what you want, Jiraiya," she pants.
I prop myself up on my elbows so I can look at her properly.
"Can we try something?" I murmur, leaning in close to nose along her neck.
She nods, silently giving me more access to her neck and jaw. I grinned at her reaction before locking onto Tsunade's pulse point, sucking gently and savoring the startled little gasp it elicits. Like me, she was really touchy there. I lick over the red mark a few more times before I drag my mouth back to her ear. "Are you ready?"
She maneuvers herself off me, waiting for my direction. I inched toward the edge of the bed to sit with my legs crossed. Tsunade stepped past me to blow out the candles, but I gingerly pulled her by the arm to stand in front of me.
I emptied my lungs completely, my chest caving in almost abnormally as I exhaled. Wordlessly, my hands form the hand sign for bird, or tori. I closed my eyes to concentrate my chakra to my lungs, ignoring the ache when I did so. The room gradually turns to darkness on my deep inhale as I almost rid my bedroom of oxygen entirely.
"Wind Release, I'm impressed," Hime purred, her voice catching a little at the end because I disrupted her natural pattern of breathing. "You probably can't return it safely in here, though."
I blew a steady stream of air and chakra back into the room, making sure to control the velocity, so I don't destroy everything we own. The gentle flow of wind chakra blew out all the candles I didn't get on the first try. We were suddenly bathed in only the moonlight gleaming from the balcony. Tsunade sauntered over to crack the doors a little bit and let the cool breeze waft back inside.
"So, what do you want me to do?"
I cleared my throat, gesturing to the space in between my crossed legs.
"Sit right here. But I want you to face the window."
"I'll do it, but first," Tsunade placed her hand on the waistband of my boxers, looking at me expectantly in the dark. "Get these off."
I gulped. "Are you sure? I doubt you'll find it comfortable."
"I'm sure it can't be more uncomfortable than wearing something tight, moist, and cold."
I almost admitted that it's usually pretty swampy for men down there, but I decided not to argue with her logic. I allowed her to slide off my last piece of clothing, straightening my legs out over the edge of the bed till I heard them drop to the floor. The cool air of the room hit my dick so deliciously I sighed, feeling it start to twitch and jump. Tsunade reached down to grab my cock, but I twirled her around swiftly so that her back was facing me. "You first, Hime," I whispered.
She made a hushed sound of frustration but didn't say anything as I got back into position, crossing my legs and pulling her by the hips until she sat between my thighs. She made an excited sound when her skin made contact with my hard cock, which is now resting against her lower back.
"It's so warm," she marveled.
"Yeah?" I breathed, adjusting myself when she puts more pressure on it.
My right arm snaked around her waist and pulled her tighter to my chest, sighing at how right she felt in my embrace. My other hand goes up to swing her long hair to the side, my mouth latching on to her exposed neck.
"It's not uncomfortable for me at all."
She presses her ass a little harder against me, eliciting a low grunt from me as I bite her shoulder. Hard.
"Aahhhhh! Fuck, Raiya, please touch me."
I clutch onto her breasts with rough hands, testing their weight with my palms and just caressing them all over. It felt like heaven in every conceivable way. A few hours ago, I was still running through the forest on my way to the village. Now, I'm in my room hearing Tsunade make sounds I've never heard her make before. All because of me.
Nothing in the world can be better than this, not even close.
I lavished her neck with affection while she pants raggedly in my arms, now a shivering, flustered mess with purple hickies blooming on her shoulder. I brush over her nipples with my thumbs, and Hime moans my name so loud that I had to softly coax her to be quiet as I tweaked and pulled on them with gusto.
"Ssshhhh. My parents are asleep, remember?" I mumble, letting my hands travel down to both of her knees. I pried them apart, placing her ankles on the outside of my thighs.
Hime gasped in shock but didn't try to shut them like she did the first time.
"So, this was your plan?" She asks with a battered breath as one of my palms slides down from her knee to her inner thigh.
"Yeah," I breathed. "So, can I touch you?"
"Mmmm hmm."
I didn't waste another second. My fingers took a dip into Tsunade's heat, her face burning up the side of my cheek as I gazed down her body. Her juices made my fingers shine in the dark of my bedroom. My fingertips went straight to the sensitive bundle of nerves, evoking a high-pitched keen from Hime. I kept rubbing it in tender circles, increasing the pressure based on her reactions. Her breast founds its way back into my wandering free hand, my fingertips pinching and rolling her nipple in time with the hand on her clit.
Tsunade's head was thrown back, eyes wrenched shut with the onslaught of pleasure currently overtaking her. Her mouth was singing incoherent praises so beautiful to my ears that every pretty sound she made earlier tonight might as well have been a bunch of wet fart noises.
"Jiraiya, don't stop, don't you dare stop," she kept repeating, hips twitching against my thighs.
I nipped the shell of her ear. "I'm not stopping until you cum all over my fingers."
I moved from her clit down to her dripping hole, which was fluttering madly around nothing. I couldn't hold in my groan when I felt all that wetness leaking out. Gathering some of it with my fingertips, I brought them to my mouth, sucking them inside without hesitation.
"Fuck," I cursed loudly, making Tsunade jump in my grasp. "You taste so fucking good."
She whimpers at that, turning her head to kiss the taste of herself from my lips. When she slides her tongue into my mouth, I sink two fingers knuckle-deep inside her pussy.
Her cry was swallowed up by my mouth, our tongues still dancing and sliding over one another. The hand on her breast went south to circle her clit again while my fingers were disappearing and reappearing inside of her, over and over. I curled them inward, savoring the gratifying squelches coming from her wet pussy with every move I make.
Tsunade broke away from our kiss, choking out a sob at the new sensation.
"Ahhhh! Jiraiya— I'm! Something's... happening!"
"Go ahead and cum."
She throws an arm behind her, wrapping it around the back of my neck. Her hips slam upward every time I thrust inside, making me fuck into her even deeper than before. Suddenly, her movements halt, but her lips keep moving.
"Raiya, Raiya, Raiya," she chanted softly, clamping down on my fingers with a vice-like grip and engulfing my hand with her warm juices. She fell limp in my arms, her breasts heaving with each labored gasp. Deciding to let Hime catch her breath, I suck every last bit of her still left on my fingers, my eyes rolling into the back of my head at the flavor of her arousal.
I uncross my legs and stand up, lifting her with me.
"Baka, what are you doi—waaaah!"
I threw her onto the bed unceremoniously, taking my cock in my hands and working myself over while she peers back at me in confusion.
"You thought I was going to stop there?" I murmur, crawling on the bed toward her splayed form. I kneeled over where she lay on her side. My thigh brushed her ass as I bent over her, jerking myself off as I stared at her naked body. "It's my turn, Hime."
She was biting her lip. "Let me touch it."
"Wait, stay just like that. There's something else I wanna try."
I guided myself between her soaked thighs, spreading them slightly with one hand and slipping my cock between them. Her skin was so slippery that I slid against her folds until the swollen tip prodded against her clit. She jolted, an uneasy, frightened noise escaping her.
"I won't put it inside," I whisper, seeking to comfort her. I dragged my hips back, coating my cock with her warm arousal before gliding back up again, making sure to avoid that tight little hole. I could see the head jutting out from the front of her thighs every time I pushed forward. "Is this okay, Hime?" I ask softly, making sure to drag the tip of my cock over her clit each time.
She sank her face into the bed, babbling to herself as she rammed her ass against my thighs with every snap of my hips.
"Guess I'll— take that—as... a yes," I grunted, draping my body over her back and thrusting even faster. I started licking the shell of her ear when I felt her wet hole fluttering again, only this time against my dick instead of my hand.
"Yeah, just like that," Tsunade cooed.
"Mmm, so you like it?" I drawled fondly.
"Uh-huh, right there," she sighs, practically humming.
Hime pressed her legs together, generating even more friction for me to fuck against. It was heaven, our fluids all over her thighs, dripping down her legs and mine. I wanted more.
"Fuck, Tsunade, squeeze me tighter," I mumble against her neck, my cock rubbing along her soaking pussy. "Squeeze me with those strong muscles."
Her breath hitched a little, looking over her shoulder at me with wide eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Don't break my dick, but yes. I'm sure."
I went back to sucking and nibbling on her earlobe when I felt the most delightful, crushing pressure from her thighs around my cock. The groan that left my lips was so harsh she started to tease me a little, but I was too far gone to care. I knew instantly that this once-in-a-lifetime feeling couldn't be replicated by anyone in the world, nobody but Tsunade Senju.
"I love you like this," I said, panting as my thighs slapped her ass repeatedly. "When you do exactly as I say."
She let her muscles relax in retaliation, so I let my hand fall hard on her luscious ass. I must have spanked her five times before she gave in and started to squeeze me again, pussy wetter than ever.
I caressed the red handprint I left behind with the softest of touches, gazing at the mark reverently. When her moans got higher and her skin started buzzing against mine, I knew it was about to be all over for me. I covered her body with my own, encircling her entirely with both of my arms. It was technically a taijutsu move, one where you pull them tightly to your chest while restraining them with your arms. Tsunade didn't fight me at all, either. She just let me do whatever it is I wanted.
"So obedient for me." At least she is after I put her in her place. "So gorgeous for me."
The rhythm of my hips began to stutter as I rag-dolled her, yet she didn't struggle whatsoever. "You okay, Hime?"
"Yeah, sorry, I just, ah, came all over you."
Her words short-circuited something inside my brain because I couldn't formulate a response to that even if the world depended on it. The only noise in the room was the sounds of skin slapping against skin and my panting.
"I want you to cum on me, too," she whispered, arching her back with a spellbinding twist of her hips.
I groaned, my hips burning as I thrust against her wet heat.
Anything for you, my lady.
She gasped as hot, white ribbons of cum shot off between her thighs and onto the bed in front of her lap. I stopped breathing as I started fountaining off, my orgasm ripping through me violently.
I moaned so fucking loud my ears rang; I'm sure everyone in our entire village had to have heard me.
I was only faintly aware of Hime next to me as I collapsed onto my bed. Her face looked dazed and dreamy, but she placed a dainty hand on my forehead, looking almost concerned. She's saying something to me, but I don't know what.
For the very first time in my life, I couldn't hear a sound.
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