Sasuke didn't know what to feel, part of him was beyond aroused and another was disgusted.
He stared at Sakura's grandfather's fully erect penis. He had agreed, willingly, to let Sakura's grandfather have one last round of pleasure before he inevitably died. Sasuke was slightly creeped out by the grandfather's specific desires for Sasuke's wife, but then, Sakura did remind the old man of his late wife. Sasuke shuddered… at least it was just for this once, maybe. Though he refused to convince Sakura to do the deed, he never wanted Sakura to know that he basically gave her to an old man for a night. Still, even without Sasuke's input and without Sakura knowing that he was okay with it, Sakura had been willing to do it for her dear Grandfather. She had asked Sasuke if he was okay with her 'sleeping' in the same room as her grandpa to 'spend grandpa-granddaughter time' with him for a night and he had, tightlipped and hesitantly, nodded yes, even when he knew she was about to cheat on him. So, really, this was his fault for not being able to refuse the old pervert's demands in the face of the impending afterlife, obviously the old man was not entirely right in the head. After all, he was dying, and Sasuke, while incredibly aroused and disgusted, didn't want to make the man's last days miserable. Partly because that would look very badly if the grandfather were to flap his lips to the town gossips, but partly because of his high position on the list of people Sakura valued most. How could he fault his wonderful wife, she loved her grandfather so much. She would never do this with anyone else…right? She'd never really cheat on him.
The man gestured for help, somehow the old man convinced Sasuke to help him prepare, what was it that people called men who acted like he was right now? Cucks. Was he a cuck? Sasuke hesitantly stepped over to the already naked old man. His cock, which was about 8.5 inches and already hard as a rock and would need a larger condom than Sasuke kept stock of to accommodate it. And now, to his building horror, Sakura's grandfather gestured to the packet of condoms on the bedside table. Sasuke swallowed bravely and, with slightly shaking hands, scooped up the condoms from the table and ripped open the package grudgingly. When the grandfather made no move to help Sasuke, or guide the poor boy's hands, Sasuke was understandably intimidated. He wasn't sure what of, but it was likely the massiveness of the erection and the fact that he didn't want to touch a man in any terms that could be described as sexual. But he had to suck it up, he knew, or the old man would not be happy… and to Sakura, her grandfather was her whole world.
Unfortunately for Sasuke.
Because of the man's frail fingers and aching joints, Sasuke was forced to actually put the condom on the old man. He delayed this for as long as was possible, rolling the condom up and down to make sure, absolutely sure, that he was putting it on the right way. He did not want Sakura getting pregnant, what a scandal that scenario would be! And, to avoid scandal, Sakura might want to keep the baby, as a last reminder of her grandad and to preserve their reputation. But Sasuke would be mortified to pretend that the baby conceived of a twisted fantasy acted out was actually his own. The old man cleared his throat very obviously, and his intent was so clear that even the often-obtuse Sasuke understood it. The old man was basically saying, 'she'll be here at any moment, get this condom on me already so we don't waste any time getting to the good stuff'. Sasuke's will wavered for a second, and he thought about pulling out of this whole thing. But the old man had spent a good week, or almost that much, convincing Sakura, and it had taken all of his energy from him. Sasuke didn't have enough rebellion in him to suddenly halt the proceedings. He just wanted to get this condom on the old fuck and get out of there, maybe he'd get drunk.
And so, Sasuke rolled the condom onto the throbbing erection of the grandfather, for a second jealous of the size, and then he realized that Sakura was doing this out of pity for her dying grandfather, not because she actually had any sexual desire for her grandad, and he relaxed a tiny bit. It was enough to make him quickly make sure the condom was snuggled on tight, the latex both slick and catchy, before he backed a good twenty feet away. Sasuke wanted to be far from the man he had just helped put a condom on. Even a mile wouldn't be enough, especially considering that this was his wife's grandfather. It didn't get more incestuous than that. But thankfully for the grandad, Sasuke was a man of honor, and he did not brag of things done in bedrooms, and he also was a sympathetic man. Or maybe he was just a beta-male with a cuck kink. Either worked to describe him in this situation.
Then Sasuke heard it, his wife was getting closer to the door, and he didn't have enough time to make his escape, he told her that he'd be out with friends for the day which is why she's doing this today. In a split-second decision, Sasuke nearly dove into the closet and hid.
Sakura stepped into the room, swathed in a black bathrobe that was in fact so translucent and clingy that the hidden Sasuke wondered why she even bore the pretense of even wearing it. The grandfather, already nearly orgasmic with the promise of such pleasure, took her in with his eyes very appreciatively… and the robe wasn't even off yet. Sasuke, luckily, wasn't looking at the grandfather, but at his gorgeous wife with clear admiration in his eyes. As the grandfather awkwardly slid underneath the sheets, Sakura dropped the robe. Her fully curved figure was something straight from the hands of a famed sculptor, and her hair was like silken fabric hanging from her head and around her ethereal face. It broke Sasuke's heart a little, to know Sakura would be, he shivered, her grandfather's, and not Sasuke's. At least, for now. Even with the cracks forming in his heart, his small cock still started to stiffen.
The grandfather coughed a few times for added dramatic effect, and for believability as well. But really, aside from his afflictions related to age, he was ready to fuck Sakura like a very perfect rag doll. Sasuke seemed to be startled as the voice penetrated his consciousness, which had been full of a half-naked Sakura. Sasuke was now once again painfully aware of the old man's presence, and with an apologetic and regretful look at his wife, he almost jumped out the closet door. He wanted to stop this. Even though a tiny, hated part of himself really wanted to watch a cock much bigger than his stretch out his wife.
Sakura wasn't fully naked, though the two men had been picturing taking off her clothes, obviously, but instead had donned a cutout black number, with skimpy panties and a bra and transparent black thigh highs. It was sexy to the maximum, both by classic and modern standards. Sexy was sexy, and the grandfather was no less turned on because of the trendy skin-baring cuts of the fabric. In fact, it wasn't the sexiness of the garments that really made him feel gratified, but the fact that Sakura had tried. Tried to be sexy, tried to be her best for him. Actually, he was slowly remembering it now, his wife had something fairly similar. It was as if Sakura had known what her grandfather wanted and was trying to play the part to the best capacity she could. She had on heels that were stacked high and which gleamed a glossy black, boosting her up a few inches and accentuating her ass even more.
Sakura glided over like a sinuous snake, though she was not poised for the kill. However, it was clear that she was purely determined to get this task over with as well as trying to do her best. The grandad didn't particularly care about her motivations, he just wanted her NOW.
Besides, he was fairly confident that he would have his way with her for a much longer time than any that Sasuke could claim.
Sakura's grandfather was doing some foreplay-ish flirting, and it was extremely uncomfortable for Sakura, especially when he praised her body as if he worshipped at the shrine of his granddaughter. Just as she had thought that, as if on cue her horny grandad, in a voice people usually reserved for prayer, intoned, "Never has a sunset as radiant as heaven been as beautiful as the peachy tones in your cheeks. Your lips are so dark, my love... Was it pomegranate juice that stained them? Considering our lovemaking-' He cooed. "It has stayed on remarkably well."
That was creepy, but Sakura was doing her best to smile and fake her way through it, though it pained her to do so, especially when she remembered that she was cheating on husband, not that that was something new. But what was new was that this time she's the one that set this up, this wasn't one of Naruto's schemes or horny teens having their way with her, this was her fault fully this time. There was nothing and no one to blame but her. She dodged her grandad's attempt at kisses and tried to maintain her train of thought so that she would not notice the way this man now fiendishly suckled her left nipple, as if expecting milk. Where had she been? Oh, her being a filthy cheater after all.
That broke her heart just a little, until her mind started wandering, her husband was never all that into sex, she was always the one to initiate. What if he didn't enjoy sex and that's why they did it so rarely. Maybe he'd be okay with her finding other ways to sate her needs. However, she couldn't handle the idea of cheating on him so openly, but she could handle the idea of her husband sharing her… say, if he wanted to watch her fuck another man. That fantasy was quite common, Sakura knew. But this was nothing that had ever been in Sasuke's fantasies to her knowledge.
It would be a shock to the poor woman if she was able to see through walls. She'd see her husband, peering through the slit in the closet door with one hand on his cock, slowly pumping as he watched her fuck an old man.
Oh well, this is it then. 'After tonight, I have to go back to Sasuke's perfect loving wife. But for tonight, since it's my…last…foray in the world of adultery I might as well enjoy it. Right? He would understand, family means a lot to Sasuke as well, he would understand why she had to do this for her dear old grandaddy, so what if she enjoyed his special attention for one night.'
Her grandfather suavely slipped his large erection into Sakura, who was shamefully wet. With her grandad sucking hard on her full breasts, neck, collarbone... Anywhere he could leave a mark as a signal that Sakura, if only in this moment, had been his. Her arousal was immediately apparent, as he slipped into her. Sakura let out a long and low moan, she was glad she had Naruto scratch her itch at the BBQ the other day, otherwise she was afraid that she would be showing a very different and slutty side to her dear grandfather.
As he pushed into her, he was surprised and a little confused. He knew her body would react to his size after only having experienced her husband's small dick. Although, he was alarmed at how easily her pussy took in his cock. It was as if she was used to taking large cocks, but that couldn't be, he saw how small Sasuke's cock was and his granddaughter has never been with another man. Maybe she was a natural? That must be it. Or maybe she used large dildos to pleasure herself. How shocked both the grandfather and Sasuke would be if they knew that the reason she was able to take him so easily was because Naruto's massive cock has been stretching her for a long time now.
Her grandfather was moving at a suspiciously whirlwind speed, a pace that no one with such geriatric hips should be able to keep up with, let alone initiate. Sakura found herself amazed with it, as it was dizzying for, she herself, and she was young and flexible! Her body, while supple and prime. was not able to match that frenzied speed. Yet still, it felt great, evident by her moans.
The grandfather used gravity to his advantage, allowing his hips to drop fully into hers and then lifting himself up and repeating the same cycle. Sakura had subconsciously predicted that such an excited elder man would blow his load within a few pathetic minutes, but when she glanced over at the bedside table clock, she realized it had been 10 minutes. How… was that even possible?! She did feel a bit tired, but that was only a result of her soreness and the aggressive pace her grandad set, as her grandfather was pounding into her like a horny gorilla. It felt like he was taking her by force, though this was mutual…to her shock and disappointment 5 minutes in she found herself matching her grandad, thrusting her hips up to meet his and by the 7-minute mark her legs were wrapped around him. Sakura had planned to lay here as a realistic fleshlight for him to use but his enthusiasm and skill had made her want, though she wasn't particularly thrilled at this sudden series of events. She wouldn't admit it to herself, but she did admit it through her moans, the moans that's started off low and infrequent were now picking up in their volume and frequency.
Meanwhile, Sasuke had came twice already into his underwear and was working on a third. He couldn't believe what he was hearing and seeing. The only time he ever made Sakura moan this loud was…last week…they really didn't have much sex, did they? Last week was the first time he touched her sexually in months. Was that the only reason he made her moan that loud? Is this why she kept her eyes closed the entire time? She was picturing a big dicked man pounding furiously into her, nothing like him. Over the course of his realization, he had cum yet again, his dick was sore but he couldn't help himself.
Back to the couple. As her grandfather's swollen, velvety balls beat against her ass as he fucked her mercilessly and in such a ruthless way that she entirely believed that in his delusions he was not seeing her and instead really did think that Sakura was his late wife. She knew she had a certain resemblance, but before now she had questioned it. But with the gusto he was going at this with, Sakura now truly felt that he was just depressed. He was about to die, or, at least, he felt that he would, and he couldn't accept it without having a last, great fuck he could take to heaven with him. In Sakura's head, that sounded slightly weird, but the way her grandfather was moaning distracted her to no end and made excited, excited that a man could enjoy her body this much. She glanced over, once again, and almost let out a frustrated howl when she saw that only another 5 minutes had passed. Her grandad made a similar noise in reply, a bit sly and teasing. He watched her beautiful breasts bounce out of the black, naughty lingerie. Very suddenly Sakura had realized the old man, earlier, had gotten to her nipples through the material. With the cloth damp and the constant shifting of Sakura's negligee, it had irritated her nipples greatly, and they now stood like horizontal soldiers at attendance. "Wet for me, aren't you?" The older man licked Sakura's ear as he whispered this, then slid his puckered mouth down to toy very deliberately with her enlarged pleasure spots.
She was, her pussy was weeping for him, but she refused to admit it, especially to him.
Her body was, though without her own fully acknowledged permission, growing increasingly wet at the ceaseless thrusting motion of the grandad's aging cock, she couldn't help but tighten the hold her legs had on him and meet his hips with hers with even greater gusto. She was moaning feverishly at this point; it took nearly all of her concentration and willpower to not scream out her grandads name. Admittedly, he was much, much, much longer and thicker than Sasuke, the only thing that stopped her from losing herself to this debauchery was the thought of sex with her grandfather. Which didn't stop her from drenching his pelvis and letting out screaming moans when their hips met in just the right way.
"Mhmmm, fuck. I can't get enough of this perfect body. Your pussy was made for my cock." Her grandfather proclaimed, his gnarled hands caressing Sakura's young and perfect body settling on her bubble butt. Finding herself mildly disturbed at a sentence she never though her grandad would direct at her, she checked the clock once more, very sneakily. It's been 25 minutes since they started?! She dug her spiky black heels, at least three inches long and torturous to wear when actually walking, into her grandfather's folds of skin of his back. She knew from past experiences that his back was speckled with age spots, and wrinkles were as plentiful as a shirt left to dry in a crumpled ball.
She was beginning to wonder if her grandfather was not, in fact, a genetically enhanced being. What man could last through sex for more than 15 minutes?! Besides Naruto of course, that man was made to have sex. With her, a treacherous part of her mind intoned.
Sakura started mildly hyperventilating, imagining the next week in this same position, her legs were now almost up to her shoulders, as guided by her grandfather's arthritic hands, and her pussy pounded into submission. She was sore just thinking about it. Meanwhile, as the grandfather cussed and whispered compliments to his lovely granddaughter, he heard her sped up breathing and recognized the way her moans got louder but shorter. Thinking she was finally reaching climax, he impossibly increased his speed, causing Sakura to look up in hope, alarm and barley contained lust. Maybe this was the end? She couldn't take it anymore, the same motion over and over without making her cum, usually by now Naruto either switched positions or did something extra to make her orgasm. But she was growing tired of being slammed into, as good as it felt.
Hoping to speed it up a bit she rocked faster on her plump ass to give more friction and grabbed at the back of his head to pull him to her breasts, hoping the extra excitement will get him to burst. The way her grandfather's enormous cock slid easily in and out thanks to her hot juice was fairly nice. She thanked her body for being able to speed this up, even when she felt her throat closing up as she watched her wrinkled grandfather prop himself up with his hands as he relentlessly swayed his hips above her. It was scary, in a way, how much strength this old man had when suddenly aroused.
Suddenly, her grandfather was beneath her, obviously wanting her to finish him off by riding cowgirl style. With an internal gulp, Sakura hastily started grinding her dripping pussy's walls against her grandfather's condom covered cock. She leaned back, trying to pretend she was riding a horse, though her grandfather's little noises of excitement were not exactly endorsing that harmless daydream. Faltering a few times, though of course her grandfather did not mind in the slightest, Sakura tilted from side to side, as if handling a joystick at a classic arcade game. Her grandad was brought back to the days when Sakura was barely at the tender age of twelve or thirteen, and he would take her to festivals and watch her lean over the game stalls deliciously. She was voluptuously shaped even back before puberty, now that he was remembering it. "You always teased me." Her grandfather scolded her. "You little minx, you had me awake at night for years!" Sakura stopped moving and was soon swept up in her grandfather's movements in much the same way a swimmer loses the battle with the current. She swallowed vomit that was now acidic in her throat. She shook her head firmly, as if that would do any good.
Thanks to this very invading memory, the grandfather was brought back to his own body right as he hit the climax, and hard. Sakura, impervious to this, was staring at the wall with slightly detached eyes while she bounced on his cock as she might a balance ball, her granddad's hips now bucked, ignoring her repulsed reply to his sexy admissions. Her grandfather did not notice such emotions, however, as his eyes were scrunched shut very, very tightly. He had assumed Sakura was averse to talking because she was so feverishly breathless and pleasured so much more than she was when with any other man, especially Sasuke. Which was true, partially. Again, not that she would consciously admit it but her grandad was the second best man she's ever had sex with.
His orgasm, though probably expected by many assuming minds to be stutteringly short because of his age, was almost a minute long, forcing Sakura to endure the blasts of cum that steadily shot out of her grandfather as he climaxed. She forced herself a few miles a second, so to speak, thinking shamefully of Naruto to help her climax, as she knew her grandfather would never stop this until she was pleasured to the fullest extent. She was on track to climax from him until he started getting…weird. The realization that she was, in fact, fucking her grandad hit her hard and thinking of Naruto was the only way to get her to reach the climax she had been so close to.
So, through the help of her imagination, Sakura came with a submissive gasping moan, then a screaming cry as her grandad gave her one final thrust coupled with an ass jiggling slap to her behind. Her grandfather, still having a climax induced seizure underneath her, was further spurred on by the noise into a second climax and Sasuke was spurred into his eighth.
"Ohhh, I KNEW you'd love it if I fucked you, ahhh, oahhhh." His orgasm gripped him by the cock and made him surrender any speech. Such a long period of cuming! This was unheard of for a young man, let alone a man of his dignified and ripe age. But, as Sakura came above him and the condom swelled with his own juices, her grandfather was very, very satisfied indeed… even for an old man with very little life left. He sat back, satisfied, allowing himself to triumphantly sink into the silky sheets. "I knew you'd love it." He groaned, already replaying the situation in his mind.
In the closet, Sasuke slumped to the floor, panting, with cum staining the front of his pants and tear stains on his cheeks.