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Hey everyone, Kotokami here. I hope you are all doing fine.
This story is something I wrote way back when I saw 'The Last' for the first time. The movie inspired me, so I started writing, but then I lost interest. Then I started writing stories again a few days ago and saw it saved in my draft folder, so I figured I'd finish it.
Summary: In this story, the fourth Raikage, Ay, falls in love with Mabui after she survives the war somehow. He becomes her lover and starts a new chapter in his life with her. But as time goes on, he notices Mabui has changed a tad. Something was off about her behaviour. She seemed really distant. Terrified, he decides to snoop around and discovers something he wasn't supposed to see.
Disclaimer - This story contains adult-oriented content and mentions of other mature themes, read at your own discretion. If you're not a fan of reading stories like this, then please refrain from continuing.
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Mabui was beautiful.
Ay, the fourth Raikage of Kumogakure, could not help but think as he stared at her brilliant face while she talked to the other village leaders in the room. The way her eyes twitched with mirth, her lips curved upwards for a smile, and her face radiated with joy, it was impossible not to be charmed by her amazing presence.
"She is great." He whispered to himself and smiled when his secretary looked at him with a coy smile on her face and motioned him to join their conversation. Her offer was rejected, of course. He had no intention of engaging in conversation with other people, as he wanted to savour the chance to gaze at her face without interruption.
"Can't believe she is my wife."
The more he gazed at her beautiful face, the more his mind wandered, questioning the moment he had fallen for a woman and why it had happened. He was never meant to end up like this. He was Ay, the unforgiving and arrogant ruler of Kumo. His name oozed power, and he was supposed to embody it. Love and other trivial matters held no significance in his life, and he had made it clear when he took the title of Raikage.
His heart belonged only to his village and its betterment. It was supposed to be a place where thoughts of dominance and an insatiable thirst for power consumed every corner. Yet, it betrayed him when he saw her alive after the war.
"Now I know what B meant," Ay whispered to himself, remembering how his brother used to talk about love making people do strange things. Then, he would often brush off B's words as unimportant, but now he understood their significance.
Love was a powerful emotion, and it had defeated him in their very first battle.
"I'm glad that it did." Ay took a sip of the sake, savouring the smooth, warm taste as it flowed down his throat, and stole another glance at his lover. She was now smiling and talking to someone familiar. "Huh?" He squinted his eyes, trying to sharpen his vision and get a better look at the person his wife was speaking to. "It's him..." The sweet taste in his mouth quickly soured when he recognised the person she was conversing with.
Uzumaki Naruto, the hero of the war.
That was how the people of his village, and likely every other village, preferred to address him. For them, he was the saviour of the world - the second coming of the Sage of Six Paths - and Ay was no exception. He held the boy in high regard for his contributions to their world. However, after the event that occurred during the Moon rescue mission, he couldn't help but be wary of the boy's intentions.
The Naruto sitting next to Mabui wasn't the same Naruto who used to call him uncle. It was clear to Ay that the boy in front of him had undergone a significant change, and he could not deny his own role in it. After all, he was the one who destroyed the moon that day and killed the love of Naruto's life before he could even rescue her.
"But what is he doing with her?" As he took another sip of the warm liquid, he noticed Mabui leaning closer to him, her eyes filled with curiosity. What was she doing? He was on the verge of standing up from his seat, but stopped as he realised another person had joined their company. "Samui?" The confusion inside him intensified as the girl in question positioned herself uncomfortably close to Naruto, her leg almost brushing against his.
Was he seeing things that weren't there? Ay shook his head vigorously, attempting to clear his mind, and glanced at them, only to find himself staring at the same picture yet again. His wife was having a conversation with the boy, and Samui was trailing her fingers along his arm.
"Naruto is finally enjoying a party, it seems."
Ay turned his head to his side and came face to face with Kakashi Hatake, the Hokage of Konoha. "Huh?" In his irritated voice, he grumbled, not interested in entertaining the white-haired man. There were more important matters he needed to handle at that particular moment.
"I said Naruto is finally enjoying parties again, Raikage-san." The absence of respect did not escape Ay's attention, but he chose to turn a blind eye to it and let the man get away with it this time. "Yeah, the boy is speaking normally to people again," he responded, still not understanding what Kakashi was trying to say.
Kakashi's giggle broke the silence again, and suddenly everything clicked for Ay. "Not just people but talking to hot women," the hokage corrected Ay, much to the blonde-haired man's dismay. He did not want to be reminded that the boy was talking to his wife while sitting too closer to her.
"One of those hot women is my wife, Hokage," Ay's irritation grew as he observed the interaction between Naruto, Mabui, and Samui. He couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy coursing through him.
"I'm sorry, Raikage-san," Kakashi gave him his famous eye smile and began to rub the back of his head. "I completely forgot that and thought they were his new friends by the way they were talking to him," the white-haired man did not forget to emphasise the last part and smirked under his mask when the Raikage grumbled.
"It's okay, Hokage," As Ay took another sip of sake, bitterness tainted the once smooth taste. He couldn't shake off the feeling of unease in his heart now. How did Mabui become so familiar with Naruto that they could have a casual conversation? And why was Samui acting so familiar to him? Ay's mind raced with questions, his emotions clouding his judgment.
He then glanced over at Kakashi, who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the situation, probably trying to tease him. 'Annoying…' And it was working as the Hokage's amusement only fuelled Ay's frustration. It was like he was taunting him for something.
'No!' Ay shook his head and clenched his fists. There was no way something like that was happening. Naruto was a naïve boy, too dumb to even know what being with a woman meant. Also, he respected him a lot, something that he made clear when he refused to blame him for the death of that girl.
"I'm just being paranoid."
—=-=—
[A few minutes later.]
The sake was not helping him anymore.
It was dark everywhere around him, and the only source of light in the darkness was his Mabui, who was still sitting beside that boy. Her face was sporting a smile and her hands were placed too close to Naruto. Samui, the girl who was talking to them a while ago, was nowhere to be seen. Now, the couch in his dining room was only occupied by his lovely wife and Naruto.
"What are they talking about?" He wanted to join, but he knew if he did, he would end up asking some stupid questions. His warrior heart, hardened by battles and honed for combat, knew very little about love or courtesy. So, he took another sip of the bitter sake, feeling the sharp burn as it slid down his throat, while his eyes remained fixed on the duo in front of him.
He placed the cup down on the table and frowned when Mabui leaned in slightly towards the boy, her laughter bubbling up like a spring. 'She looks so happy…' He could not help but notice the difference between this smile and the smile she would usually have on her face, especially when around him.
'She is not even looking at me anymore.' His eyes narrowed slightly when her hand rose high in air and gestured animatedly towards the boy as she spoke to him. 'She's been staring at him for an hour.' Ay felt a strange tightening in his chest as he watched her interact with Naruto. It was as if she had transformed into someone else entirely, someone softer, more gentle. Someone who could melt his heart with just a single glance.
She was not the Mabui he knew. Ever since coming back from that mission in Konoha, something in his wife had changed. The Mabui in front of him was an entirely different woman. She lacked the discipline and manners. Unfortunately for Ay, his heart preferred this Mabui more, and it made him feel a little jealous that she was not like this for him.
'Why?' Ay's eyes softened with pain as they saw Mabui reach out to Naruto, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder with a small smile on her beautiful face. Her gesture was so natural, so filled with care, that Ay felt a pang of something unidentifiable. Was it jealousy? Protectiveness? Or perhaps a hint of inadequacy?
'Am I not good for her?' The Raikage could not help but ask himself. Why? Because if he was truly good enough, why was his wife allowing another man to get so close to her? Maybe he was inadequate in some manner. Although he did not want to accept it, the reality was signalling towards it heavily.
"Dear!"
In the blink of an eye, everything faded from his thoughts when Mabui's velvety voice called out his name. "Yes?" With a delicate motion, he placed the cup on the table and offered her a smile, his eyes momentarily betraying the pain he had been feeling.
"Come join us. Naruto wants to ask something about us."
His smile instantly stretched across his face, becoming even broader. His sadness had faded. 'I was being stupid.' The way she looked at him spoke volumes about the love she held in her heart for him. He was acting like a complete idiot for daring to question her faithfulness.
His wife was all his.
"Sure."
The Raikage rose from his comfortable couch and started walking towards the love of his life.
—=-=—
[Later that Night.]
Mabui was excited and scared.
Moving with a serpentine grace, her voluptuous figure seemed to glide through the dim hallways of her house, her dark skin reflecting a faint glow of weak moonlight that peered through the windows. Her careful footsteps were accompanied by the gentle sound of her long hair brushing against her shoulders as her alert eyes scanned the surroundings for any potential risks that could ruin her plan.
"Almost there…" She had been waiting for this moment all evening and did not want anything to ruin the moment now. As she reached the end of the corridor and entered the guest hallway, her eyes, a mesmerising green, twinkled with an unfamiliar emotion. An emotion that she had tried her best to hide from her husband all evening.
"There it is." Her eyes landed on the room where her guest, Naruto, was staying, and a rush of excitement coursed through her. Wasting no time, she began to walk towards it, all the while making sure no one was watching her. Being caught sneaking up on her guest was the last thing she wanted to happen to her.
In a matter of seconds, she was standing in front of his room. "Huh?" The door was slightly open, probably to have some light in the pitch-black room. "He is sleeping." She giggled softly, able to hear the gentle rhythm of his breathing from inside the room, and see the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath the cosy covers.
Mabui's heart raced with anticipation as she cautiously extended her hand to push open the door. It made a faint creak, barely audible, but it didn't disturb his peaceful sleep. With a silent prayer that her husband would remain oblivious to her nightly escapade, she slipped inside the room, closing the door with the same precise care she had used to open it.
"It smells so good." The air in the room was heavy with the mingling scents of sandalwood and his familiar manly musk, which caused a slight wobble in her knees. "I'm already going crazy…" She inhaled deeply and could feel his presence in the scent that surrounded her, and soon, a satisfying smile spread across her beautiful face.
This is what she wanted. This is what her young body needed. Throughout the evening, she had to control herself from jumping on him due to her husband being there with them, but now, she was no longer bound by the chains of faithfulness.
"I'm free to do as I please now." Mabui's eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room, allowing her to make out the outline of his form on the bed. His body was sprawled on the bed, with one hand lazily placed on his chest and the other loosely draping off the edge of the mattress. His body was tightly wrapped in the sheets, outlining the powerful muscles that lay beneath. "But I want to surprise him first." She moved silently, her steps as quiet as a cat's, careful not to make a sound that could give away her presence. The floorboards, on the other hand, let out a soft creak as she walked on them.
Naruto's eyes snapped open, and in that instant, time seemed to stand still for both of them. In the silence, the frantic beating of her heart reverberated loudly in her ears. "Who is there?" As he sat up, the sheets slipped down from his body, exposing his bare chest and revealing toned muscles there hidden underneath it. "Mabui?" His gaze searched the darkness and flickered with recognition and surprise, before widening in shock. "What are you doing here?"
Mabui smiled, her green eyes never leaving his blue ones as she stepped closer. "I couldn't sleep," she replied, her voice dripping with hunger and her breath coming in shallow gasps. "I needed to... see you."
"Aww…" Naruto's initial surprise turned into understanding, his mouth curling into a knowing smile that seemed to say it all. "Look at you." He sat up straighter, the play of light and shadow adding an extra layer of charm to his already pleasing presence for Mabui. "You just couldn't stay away, could you?" He asked, his eyes shifting towards the door. "Did your old husband see you coming here?"
Mabui's eyes narrowed, and she took another step closer, her finger gently pressing against his lips, hushing his words. "He's not old," she whispered, her warm breath tickling his skin. "He's just a little less young than us."
Naruto giggled, his eyes twinkling with amusement at her cute response. "Relax," he murmured. "I was just joking." He whispered and grabbed her hand, playing gently with her fingers with his own.
A flush of heat crept up Mabui's neck, but she couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at her lips. "You always know how to lighten the mood," she whispered, her voice barely audible, yet filled with appreciation. "That's why I like you so much, Naruto-san." She did not know when she reached the edge of the bed, but she did not mind.
"You do?" Naruto asked and didn't move to stop her when she sat down beside him, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight.
"Do I not?" Her hand found his bare shoulder, the warmth of his skin sending a shiver down her spine. He had one of the best bodies in the word and as she traced the line of his muscles, the power she could not help but fall for them again, just as she had done in Konoha.
As Naruto leaned into her touch, he could feel the tension between them. She wanted something from him and he was not going to refuse anything to her tonight. "Did you just come here to see me?" He ran his finger along her arm, taking in the feel of her smooth, dark skin.
Mabui's heart raced, her head shaking slightly as her eyes darted down to his chest for a moment before meeting his gaze again. "No," she whispered, her voice trembling as she felt the slight pinch on her waist.
As he held her soft flesh between his fingers, Naruto's warm breath brushed against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Then what?" Moving closer, he playfully nipped at her ear, eliciting a soft moan from her.
As Mabui's heart quickened, she could feel her face turning red with embarrassment. She wasn't usually one to act coy, but there was something about this man that made her feel like a teenager with her first crush. "I want you inside me again," she whispered, her fingers tracing a path down to settle on his chest as he kissed her cheek. "I need you to make me feel alive again."
"What about your husband?" Naruto took his lips off her cheeks and gently held them. "What if he catches us?"
Mabui placed her hand on his hand and looked at him. "He won't," she smiled when she saw the hunger flicker back in his eyes. "He is sleeping right now."
"Great…" With no need for more words, Naruto leaned in, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that was both tender and commanding, leaving her breathless. It was as if he had been waiting for this moment just as long as she had. His hands traced every corner of her body, discovering the hidden curves she had covered up beneath her loose clothing.
"Naruto…" Mabui couldn't help but moan inside his mouth as they kissed, her body responding on its own. This is what she was missing. The connection with a man who knew how to please her body. Their skin was only separated by her small nightgown and lingerie, and she moaned again when he swiftly removed her gown. His hands brushed over her covered breasts, igniting a burning sensation that she had long forgotten in the past few months. "Ahh!" As his thumb brushed against her nipple, a gasp escaped her lips, making her squirm under his hold.
Mabui's own hands were busy, wandering over his shoulders and down his back, getting a feel of the tight muscles hiding under his skin. Her nails dug in, telling him to come closer and she smiled when he went along with it, pushing her onto the bed, kissing her even more passionately, his tongue exploring every part of her mouth. "Haa…" With a moan, she melted into his kiss, her body rising to meet his as her now bare breasts demanded his touch.
"You are so hot, Mabui."
Her eyes flickered with hunger at his words, reminding her why she loved him more than her own husband. It wasn't just his physicality, though that was certainly part of it. There was something raw and untamed about Naruto that her husband lacked, a primal energy that made her feel alive in a way she hadn't felt in years. The thrill of cheating on her husband only intensified that energy.
"And your tits are even hotter." Naruto's hands reached down to her chest, grasping at the pillowy flesh of her, squeezing the mounds of breast flesh as his hands sunk against their touch. They were too large for his grasp, but that didn't stop him from fiercely squeezing and groping them. "Just look at them," his deep voice echoed in the room as he pinched her erect nipple, toying with it gently while moans escaped her lips.
"Ahh…"
Mabui's moans filled the room with their intoxicating sweetness.
—=-=—
[Ay's Room.]
His room was engulfed in darkness, and not even a single sound could be heard.
Ay, who had been awake for a while now, scanned the room once again, hoping to catch a glimpse of his wife, but all he encountered was an eerie stillness and pitch-blackness. They were suffocating, but bearable. What was not bearable was the absence of his wife.
"Mabui…" He whispered her name out to the darkness, hoping to hear her voice in return. But nothing happened. The silence followed, and his fear increased.
His wife should have been sleeping beside him right now, but she was nowhere to be seen. She should have been cuddling to him right now, but her warmth was long forgotten by his body now.
"Where is she?" Ay rose from his bed, his weary eyes trying to look out for her once again in his room. He wanted her to be there, not anywhere else. 'Is she-' he stopped the thought before it could taint his mind. It was impossible, and he did not want to question his wife's loyalty again.
She was pure and disciplined, just like him. So, Ay knew he had nothing to worry about. Their love was strong, stronger than any jutsus he had ever mastered. 'Stronger than the temptation of a young boy.' Like a pathetic being that he had become, he eventually ended up thinking about that boy.
"No!" The Raikage exclaimed, not wanting to believe that something like that was going behind his back. It was evil and, most importantly, it was heartbreaking. He did not want his heart to be broken, just like he had broken Naruto's heart years ago.
Was the boy taking a revenge on him? Ay shook his head. Naruto was not like that. As much as he hated his guts these days, the boy was too innocent and pure to plan something like that. Even while talking to him at the party, he could tell the boy help a lot of respect for him.
"Then why am I shaking?" His eyes looked down at his legs and narrowed when he saw how badly they were shaking. "Get a hold of yourself, Ay!" He screamed at himself and clutched his leg with his right hand, trying to stop it from shaking. "You are not weak!" His roar echoed in the but still could not reach his mind as his legs continued to shake.
He was being weak, and that hurt him more than anything else. Weakness was something he loathed. According to him, weakness had no place in a shinobi's life and yet here he was, shaking like a pathetic weakling that he had become.
A jolt of pain surged through his right leg when he pinched it hard enough to draw blood. "Stop!" He almost pleaded to himself, something he had never done in his life. Only weak pleaded, and he was not weak. He was not until he sent her to that mission.
If she had gone missing like this in the past, he would have shown no concern whatsoever. However, the current Mabui was not the same as the Mabui of yesteryears. She had changed. His wife had changed a lot.
"I need to find her first before coming to such a conclusion."
A flicker of hope bloomed in his heart, only to wither when he turned around and saw the door to his room cracked open.
"Mabui…"
—=-=—
[Hallway.]
The silence in the corridor was as suffocating as it was in his room. Except for the distant chirping of insects and people outside his house, his ears could hear nothing. It was as if everything had become silent all of a sudden just to taunt him as he struggled to hear his wife's voice in the dark. His eyes, sharp as the lightning that was roaring outside in the skies, darted left and right, searching each room for a sign of her.
"Where is she?" As he walked past yet another room, filled with nothing but silence, the Raikage whispered to himself. Frustration was now consuming him as his patience wore thin and his anger surged uncontrollably. Yet, his wife was nowhere to be seen. She was not in the kitchen, not in the dining room and even her own room, which she usually used for her works, was empty.
"Ahh!"
Finally, he strained his ears and caught a faint sound of pleasure, muffled but unmistakable, echoing from a room down the corridor. 'No…' Ay's hand clenched into a fist, his knuckles turning white as he recognised the familiar warm voice. It was Mabui, his lovely wife.
With the quietness of a seasoned ninja, he approached the room, his steps so silent that not even the shadows noticed his presence. As he drew closer to the source of the sound, his heart pounded in his chest, its rhythm resembling the booming of a war drum. 'It can't be…' His mind was numb with pain, only filled with thoughts of confrontation and betrayal.
With shaking hands, Ay summoned the courage to crack the door open, just wide enough to glimpse what lay on the other side. 'No…' The scene that greeted his sad eyes pierced his heart like a dagger.
His beloved Mabui, completely naked and enveloped in ecstasy, had her body wrapped around a young man who had striking spiky blond hair and distinctive whisker marks adorning his cheeks. The room was softly lit by a single candle, its flickering flame creating dancing shadows around them. As Ay looked closely, his worst fear became a reality when the light of the candle fell on the face of the boy.
'Naruto!'
Naruto, the boy he had come to hate a lot in the past few months, had his arms wrapped around Mabui, gripping her hips as he moved inside her with a pace that felt like it was shaking the entire bed. "Ahh!" Mabui's moans were going louder too, and Ay could see she was trying to match the boy's pace really hard. Her beautiful strands of silver hair, that had once been his favourite thing to look at, were scattered all over the place, some sticking to her flushed face while others running down her chest and pooling beside her boobs.
Ay stood frozen in the doorway, gripping the doorknob tightly as he tried to understand what was unfolding before him. 'Why?' Despite knowing it was pathetic, his eyes couldn't resist soaking in every enticing detail of the scene in front of him, causing them to shimmer with tears. The way Mabui's breasts were jiggling with each powerful thrust from the boy, the glistening sweat that was shining on their skin in the dim light, and the raw, unrestrained bliss that was etched on her beautiful face, his eyes were noticing everything.
It was unbelievable and heart wrenching. Witnessing his wife, usually so composed and reserved, lost in such an animalistic embrace with another man, was not only disgusting but strangely, it was igniting a deep sense of arousal within him. He was feeling like a weakling again and his mind was struggling to cope with a torrent of conflicting emotions that were flooding it. His heart, which had been hard as a stone for most of his life, felt like it was being ripped apart, caught in a wild storm of anger and longing, creating a total mess of feelings.
"You are enjoying it, aren't you?" Ay wiped away the tears when Naruto whispered those words to his wife. His eyes widened when the boy slapped her ass and pushed his cock inside her again, his muscles flexing with each thrust. He was being too rough with her, Ay wanted to tell him, but the moan that followed Naruto's thrust silenced him before he could even speak. It was riddled with passion and raw hunger, something he had wasted years to hear but never did.
The flesh around Mabui's hips rippled with every thrust and Ay couldn't help but grit his teeth in a mix of jealousy and arousal. She was never like this with him. His breath hitched when Mabui's nails sank into Naruto's back as she placed herself on his lap, leaving red marks behind that probably did not hurt the boy but crushed Ay's heart. The Raikage clutched the doorknob hard when his wife wrapped her thick thighs around the boy's waist, drawing him in deeper than he already was.
Ay stood frozen, his breath shallow and ragged, as he tried to control his anger. The sight of his wife's body being so carelessly fucked by another man, one that he hated a lot, felt like a dagger twisting in his gut. But for some pathetic reason, he found himself unable to tear his eyes away from them. The wet, intoxicating sounds of flesh slapping flesh and the smell of their lovemaking that permeated the air, was making it hard for him to ignore them. 'Her face looks so beautiful.' Every gasp, every whimper that was escaping Mabui's swollen lips was like a slap of betrayal to his face, echoing through the stillness of the corridor.
"Haa…" He almost gasped when Mabui's voluptuous body arched to an angel that seemed impossible to reach and moaned out the boy's name. Her breasts, the round big mounds of flesh that he loved to suck on so much, were now bouncing with the force of Naruto's movements and were being kneaded roughly by his right hand. Her nipples, her soft brown nipples, were stiff and swollen. They looked like as if they were begging to be played with again, but not by him. 'Aghhhhh!' Ay felt his fist tighten around the metal knob, his knuckles white with the effort of not storming into the room and tearing the two of them apart.
He wanted to kill them, destroy them and take Mabui in front of Naruto, but he knew he could not. The kid was way more powerful than him, and his wife meant the world to him. So instead, he remained in the shadows, watching as the boy, he had once considered an ally, claim his wife as if she was rightfully his. The sight of his wife's body moving in such a carnally satisfying way was both repulsive and bewitching. Her dark skin, which would usually be so smooth and untouched when they fucked, was now all red. Her red juicy lips, that once served his dick, were now swollen from the kisses she was sharing with a shinobi from a different village.
'Why is she doing this?' The Raikage still could not believe that his wife was acting so obscene with another man. She was almost worshipping Naruto's dick with the movements of her slim waist and large ass. While the boy, who was busy fucking her with speed and passion he could never match due to his age, was ravaging his wife's large boobs. They were jiggling and were being sucked dry by him.
"Shit, you are still so tight, Mabui!" Naruto's voice, filled with a sense of complete satisfaction and hunger, reached Ay's ears, making the man alert again.
"No…" Mabui's moan broke Ay's heart, but he did not close his eyes. "It's just that you make me feel really good, Naruto-san!" Her lips left Naruto's lips, and she started moaning when his cock reached a point in her pussy that she did not know was even possible. Instinctively, she raised her large round ass and lowered her it on his enormous dick again, mimicking the behaviour of a bitch in heat.
"Bet your old husband can't do this." Ay gritted his teeth in ager when the boy taunted him, all the while rubbing his dirty hands over his wife's ass. He was rubbing it, like he owned her.
"He can't!" Mabui's whisper echoed in the room as her legs began to tremble. "He is not as good as you, Naruto!" Ay, still in shock due to what he had just heard, saw her try to get away from the boy's cock, but her pussy started to clench down on the large veiny rod, and the round head of his dick stayed inside. It was just too big and round, unlike his, which could be grasped easily.
"Then let me make you forget that fucker!" Naruto grabbed her and started pounding faster into her, feeding his hips into her red ass-cheeks. All the while, Ay just stared at them in shock with his wet eyes. "I'll make you mine again tonight," The boy's thrust became faster and more powerful, something Ay thought was impossible to handle, but his wife proved him wrong. She was taking him all in with a strange smile on her face.
"Then fuck me harder, Naruto-san," her voice ignited something withing both men's minds. "Make this unsatisfied wife your whore again." As soon as those words left her lips, Ay's body started to respond to the scene before him, despite his mind screaming in protest. 'No!' He tried to resist, but the way Mabui's lips began to place kisses down on boy's face stirred the flame of betrayal inside him harder. "Ahh!" Her moans grew more desperate, and so did his heart.
Ay's pathetic, hungry gaze then went down to the spot where their bodies were becoming one. 'He is huge.' He could see Naruto's enormous dick going in and out of her pussy, the veins on it pulsating each time the walls of his wife's pussy clenched on it. The soft glow of the candlelight danced across the room, casting shadows that accentuated every contour of his body and every curve of his wife's figure, intensifying the reality of the scene. 'She is enjoying it so much.' He watched as Mabui's soft hands, hands that she had promised to dedicate solely to him, reach down and wrap themselves around the base of Naruto's member, guiding him in deeper.
"Don't worry..." Naruto's eyes shot wide open as they locked onto Ay's through the gap in the door. For a fleeting moment, surprise and fear flickered across his face, but was swiftly replaced by an arrogant, predatory smirk. "I'll make you forget everything, Mabui." Instead of stopping or slowing down, he began to thrust harder, his thighs slapping her ass cheeks harder than ever now. "Even your old, useless limp dick husband." A surge of fresh fury coursed through Ay, causing him to almost open the door and attack the boy. But a single glance at his wife's face stopped him.
"Yes!" Mabui's bliss filled voice silenced his anger. "Make me forget about him!" Her large chocolate ass rose in the air, and with a loud moan, she pushed it on Naruto's enormous dick again. "Make me yours, Naruto-san." Her voice turned into a whisper when the boy kissed her again, while something in his pants began to harden at the sight of them.
"No…" With trembling hands, Ay reached down to unbuckle his own tear stained pants, freeing his own semi erect member that was begging to be taken care of. "I don't want it…" He slowly wrapped it with his trembling hands and began to stroke himself, his movements slow and deliberate, matching the pace of the lovers in the room. The feeling was both foreign and exhilarating, but he did not stop. For now, he just wanted to escape the pain.
"Yes, pain…" Ay's wrinkled hand started to glide faster around his small cock, his tears working as a lubricant to allow him to match their pace. "She is so hot," he whispered as he saw her squeeze her eyes shut and scream inside the boy's mouth. The way she tried to muffle her scream stirred something inside her. 'She is trying to make sure no one hears her.' He felt a strange sense of power in that moment, knowing that he was the one who she was trying to hide her screams from. She knew how powerful he was, and that filled him with some pride. He could easily end this in a second, yet choosing to let it continue was a testament to the power he held.
"Harder, Naruto-san!" Mabui's nails dragged across Naruto's back as she hugged him tightly, leaving crimson trails behind. "Hah!" The blond shinobi grunted in response, his hands tightly squeezing her ass.
"She is being so dirty," The sight of Naruto's hands drowning in the soft flesh of his wife's large ass brought a dark smile to Ay's face. "I could never slap her ass like this." The image of him slapping her ass instead of Naruto began to flood his mind, causing his grip around his dick to tighten and the veins in his hand to bulge. He always wanted to do it, but she never allowed him, saying it was inappropriate. "And now she is begging him to do that." Ay's hand for stopped a second when a thunder roared outside, but resumed when its sound weakened, mimicking the thunder that once dwelled in his heart.
"Ahh!" Mabui's moans grew louder and Ay could see she wanted to do something. He waited, his desire spinning out of control, his hand moving faster and faster, his breaths coming in shallow gasps like hers. "Call me a whore, Naruto-san," her words sent a jolt of electricity through his veins, making his heart bleed and his dick twitch madly.
"Hehe," Naruto's laughs reduced the twitching a bit, but when he looked at him, Ay cursed himself and began to stroke his dick again. The arrogance in the boy's eyes was bewitching for some reason. "You," the way Naruto grabbed his wife's tits tightly made him gasp and squirm in pleasure. The face she made as he did so only increased the pleasure. "Are my whore, you bitch!" Ay's eyes widened in shock and arousal when the boy took both of her swollen erect nipples inside his mouth and began to slap her ass cheeks with his hands. At that moment, he could not help but curse himself for losing a hand in the past.
"Ahh… slow down, Naruto-san," Mabui's moans were filled with pain, but her face betrayed her voice. It was covered in sweat, tears, and bite marks. "It's too fast and is making me go mad." As he watched her squirm and moan from the small crack, Ay felt like a spectre, a ghost haunting the edges of their love, unable to touch but feeling every tremor of pleasure that shook her body. Yet, he did not stop and continued to stroke himself, his rhythm becoming more erratic as he witnessed his wife's face morphing into that of a low-priced prostitute. The shame, the guilt, were still present, but were overwhelmed by pleasure.
"More…" He whimpered, his hands now burning due to how fast he was going. "Make her face turn more beautiful." The tears on his face had dried up and were replaced by saliva as Ay channelled more power into his hands. And then, without warning, the boy stopped thrusting, making him stop too. He saw Naruto pull his cock out of her pussy, the large rod of meat glistening with her juice heavy, and push her down to the bed on her fours. "What happened?" Mabui's eyes snapped open, her body protesting the sudden emptiness, just like he was doing inside his heart.
"Beg for it," Naruto whispered, his voice a low rumble that froze Ay to his place. "Beg for it like a slut that you are." The challenge in the boy's eyes was unmistakable, and the way he smirked at his wife did something to Ay's tiny old cock. It began to twitch, eagerly waiting for what his wife would say.
"I…" He saw Mabui's green eyes widen, their pupils dilated with lust as she looked up at the boy with a mix of surprise and need. For a moment, she hesitated, making him feel hopeful that she would not allow herself to go that low. She was his wife, for heaven's sake. The wife of the Raikage, one of the most powerful man in the world, known by everyone for his incredible physique. Unfortunately, everything, along with his pride and hope, came tumbling down when, with a soft moan, she reached behind her back and wrapped her fingers around his glistened cock, her grip firm and demanding. "Please," she breathed, and Ay almost started crying again. "Please fuck me, Naruto-san." Her voice was shaky and full of shame, something that made his pathetic dick excited again. Seeing her like that, pleading with someone, stirred desire within him. He wanted to kill himself, but he could not deny the thrill it brought to his heart.
"I could not hear you," Naruto's knowing smirk made Ay mad, but the slap that he placed on his wife's ass cheeks was enough as a compensation for it. "That's not how you beg, slut." The boy leaned down on her back and grabbed her face to kiss her, his tongue claiming her mouth as his hands slid down to cup her large breasts. "Sluts beg louder than this." His hands squeed her tits while the thumbs flicked over her nipples, making both Mabui and Ay moan. "So," He broke the kiss, leaving her gasping for air. "Beg for it again, my Kumo whore. Tell me how much you want this Konoha dick." His right hand let go of her tit and grabbed his large dick to place it in between her soft ass cheeks.
"Please," Mabui tried to say something but was silenced by a harsh slap to her ass. "This kumo slut." Ay closed his eyes when his wife called herself a kumo slut. The boy knew how much he prided himself on being a kumo-nin and was trying to taunt him through his wife. And his wife, being the whore she had turned into, was doing whatever he was telling her. "Needs your dick, Naruto-san. Please, fill me again."
'Why… just why, Mabui?' He thought to himself, his hand still moving up and down on his erection. 'Was my love not enough for you?' He stopped and gripped his dick tightly. 'Was my dick not enough for you?' The sight of his pathetic dick resting in his large hand made him look away from it. It was repulsive, and the tears that were sliding down his cheek agreed with him. 'No wonder she doen't like it.' His blurred gaze peered through the crack again, only to come face to face with the sight of his beautiful wife's ass being slapped by the boy. Her tits were jiggling and her mouth was open in a silent scream as the man behind her slapped her soft flesh with no care of her being. Naruto was an animal, and Ay could see he had no to little respect for his wife. 'Fuck!' And it made him harder.
"Look at you!" Naruto's eyes sparkled with triumph as he saw the Raikage's lovely wife squirming under him, begging for more of his dick, which only fuelled his own desire and ego. He was finally taking his revenge, and he was loving it. "Finally acting like a slut," he stopped slapping her ass-cheeks and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer as he lined himself in front of her wet entrance. "Well, here, take your reward, bitch!" With a powerful thrust, he was back inside her, filling her completely. Mabui's eyes rolled back in her head, and a blissful sound escaped her lips - a mixture of a moan and a sigh of relief.
Ay's cheeks were wet with fresh tears as he increased the intensity of his strokes, the sensation of betrayal and arousal growing more intense with each stroke. He wanted to kill the boy, maul him in front of his wife. But his pathetic heart could not deny the dark thrill that shot through him with each stroke as he watched Naruto fuck his wife like a dog. Soon, as he continued to watch them, he found himself hoping—no, praying—that Naruto would increase the power and speed behind the thrusts and fuck his wife harder than he ever could, even in his wildest dreams.
'She looks so good beneath him…' He bit his lips and whimpered. Seeing his wife's body being used like this and marked by someone other than him felt so good for some reason. Ay knew the sight in front of him should disgust him, but instead, it only served to fuel the inferno that was raging inside his dick. His dick wanted to see her shattered, wanted to hear more of her screams of pleasure that were drowning out the thunder outside. He wanted to see her satisfied.
Right now, he felt like a caged beast, watching his territory being claimed by an intruder, yet unable to do anything but stand and watch. 'I will kill him after this…' His hand moved faster, the slickness of his own arousal mingling with the sweat that coated his palm. "Hah…" Ay gasped as he heard Mabui's moans grew louder, her body moving in a silent dance of passion that was both mesmerising and maddening. Each time her ass made contact with Naruto's thighs and rippled, A felt a surge of pleasing pain shoot through him, his cock getting despite the tightness he felt in his chest. 'Fuck!' He cursed himself for being a mere observer during the most intimate moment of his wife's life. A cuckolded husband left with no choice but to pleasure himself in the shadows.
The word 'cuck' echoed in Ay's mind and broke it completely. He stopped and glanced at his cock, only to burst into tears when he saw nothing but a shrivelled piece of meat drenched in his sweat. 'What am I doing?' He had always been the strong one, the leader, the protector of the village. Yet here he was, rendered powerless by his own pathetic desires and the betrayal of the woman who had sworn to stand by his side. 'Why does this feel so good?' His hand began to move again almost mindlessly, a silent admission to his failure.'Why do I want him to fuck her harder?' Each stroke of his cock brought a fresh trail of tears with it.
"Ahh, it hurts, Naruto-san." Ay gulped and watched as Mabui's breasts bounced with each thrust while she tried to keep her voice down. He knew he should be the one making her feel this way, not this boy from the Konoha. 'But he looks so hot with him…' The thought only stirred his pathetic desires more.
"Hah… so goooood….!" Mabui's moans grew louder and Ay began to stroke harder. The anger and arousal inside him grew with each moan as he watched her body tremble around the boy's large young cock. 'She is close…' He bit his wet lip to keep from making a sound as he awaited her climax. He knew that face. He had seen that once a few years ago when they started dating first.
"Fuck, your pussy is so tight!" Ay looked away when Naruto grabbed Mabui's waist and forcefully pushed his entire cock inside her pussy. 'So hot!' The Raikage immediately looked at them again when Mabui's ass cheeks started clapping audibly. The sound was too good to ignore and the view even better. As Mabui tried to control herself, Naruto did the opposite and began to pound her even more violently, treating her like a toy for pure enjoyment.
And then it happened. Mabui's body tensed up, her back lifting off the bed as waves of pleasure washed over her in a silent release. "FUCK!" Her eyes snapped open, and for a brief moment, Ay could see a mysterious emotion dance within their depths. Before he could examine them further, his wife succumbed to ecstasy and collapsed onto the bed, allowing Naruto to do as he please.
"Here I come!" Naruto followed closely behind, his muscles tightening as he reached his peak. "Take my sperm slut!" His eyes scanned the shadows until they locked onto Ay's. "Lets see if I can make you pregnant…" The arrogance in his stare and voice hit like a punch, but for some twisted reason, the boy's words made his cock sprung to its maximum length.
"Hah…" Ay breathed heavily as his eyes saw spurts of cum escaping from his wife's pussy. The more he watched the white liquid, the more his hand started moving faster around his dick, trying to make him reach the climax too. "Fuck… I'm close…" The words of the boy rang inside his mind again and he felt a pressure building within him. 'Pregnant with his child…' Ay stood up and began to walk away from the door, not wanting to see his wife's cum covered body while climaxing.
He continued to walk for a while before he reached near a window and started stroking harder. "I'm cumming!" With a strangled cry, he finally released all the pain that had been building inside him, his body trembling as thin ropes of hot white sperm erupted from his dick. "Hah…" With a gasp, he slowly turned his gaze towards the window, where his sperm had created a sad, painful picture.
His seed covered the reflection of the broken moon on the glass, rendering it whole, and within that reflection, he could see his own pitiful face and bloodshot eyes filled with tears.
—=END=—
So, how was it?
I know it's not something that one might see normally here but I really wanted to write it. The idea sounded cool to me and I was free, so I guessed why not lol.
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