Naruto: NTR Journey!

When she finally came to, the white fading from her vision and Naruto's grinning face appearing in its place, all Temari felt was warmth.

In her womb; throughout her entire body. She just felt… warm. And full. Why was it that every time she thought she was as full as one could be, he would surpass that feeling with something even more delightful? Only, 'full' seemed to understate what she felt. Something like 'bursting at the seams' seemed more accurate… it felt as if fully one-fourth of the liquid in her body was now his hot, gooey, thick, hot cum.

"Oh, you're awake. I thought for a second I might have-" Naruto paused for a moment, shaking his head. "Oh well."

She felt him twitch inside of her.

"You're- you're getting hard again…?" Temari whispered, voice hoarse, teal eyes half-lidded and hardly able to remain open.

"I can't help myself," Naruto whispered, tipping his head down and running his tongue against one of her delightfully plump breasts. "I just can't help myself."

Temari whimpered as he began to move in and out of her once again.

What followed had to be some kind of pleasurable torture… Temari's sore, battered pussy was forced to take his cock again, it was forced to stretch, and she was forced to feel the ecstasy that he could so easily provide. It was the same position; he shoved no more of his cock into her unexplored depths, only thrusting into territory he'd conquered before he had came the first time around. But even then, Temari couldn't withstand it. For a while, everything was little more than a blur of pleasure and slight pain as her sore folds stretched to accommodate his rapid thrusts.

He lasted a few minutes shorter than he had the first time, because just like then, Naruto wasn't infallible. Temari was too tight, too wet, too hot — even with her more or less lying there, moaning and taking his cock without any sort of response aside from her hips gently bucking back against him, Naruto was more than ready to cum for a second time.

For Temari, there was a God — after all, it was either Him or a simple impulse that caused Naruto to pull out of her just before he came for a second time.

Regardless of why he pulled out, he did. And he ended up firing an equally massive load across her belly — her belly button was filled with gooey cum, her midriff was coated entirely, and the strands of jizz shot far enough up that some of his jizz even stained the underside of her breasts. She just laid there, idle, unable to do anything but groan.

"Whew!" Naruto rubbed his forehead, finally, blissfully, easing that massive cock out of her. He was sweaty and flushed, but he wasn't panting — he pushed himself off the bed with a grin, and Temari couldn't help but look down and notice that he was half-hard already just from eyeballing her nude body. "I think I'll go take a shower. Which way is the bathroom?" he asked.

"First- first door on your right," Temari murmured.

"Awesome." He went and bound out of the room without another word.

Temari tried to move — but she couldn't. Her legs ached; her pussy felt as if had a train had been run on it… sort of. It didn't hurt… it just felt strange. She looked down and visibly watched as her folds had to return to their original tightness after the invasion of Naruto's beyond enormous length. Cum drooled freely out of her now, leaking down her thighs; the jizz on her belly didn't help her terrible state either. She could smell it, and it was such an overwhelmingly manly scent that she couldn't make heads or tails of whether she wanted to lap it all up or allow it to remain, so the blonde could continue to inhale the smell of his essence.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck…" She wasn't one to swear like a sailor in most circumstances, but the situation certainly called for it.

This was supposed to be a fling; a one night stand. She was supposed to have sent Naruto on his way the very next morning.

But, right then and there, Temari knew that she would drag Naruto back into her bed the next morning if she had to.

She wasn't broken yet; she was still perfectly rational. She could say no to him if she wanted to, but the thing was, she didn't. There was still a ways to go before Naruto became an addiction… but at this rate, that day was coming fast.

Naruto showered. By the time he was done, Temari had regained control of her legs… mostly. She went and took a shower of her own — by the time she came back, he had fallen asleep in her living room, snoozing soundly on her couch.

A small part of her was pissed that he hadn't gone to sleep in her bed, but she wasn't about to wake him up over it.

Temari limped into her room, and closed the door behind her.

The next day would be an interesting one, that was for sure.