Rival Swingers

*Hangs head in shame* This story i blame on all my loving writer friends. the second half of this chapter is written directly in response to a demand, cause i wanted a picture off a friend's computer. she in turn, wanted another chapter of our egg baby- this little PWP story. hopefully the next chapter won't take as long to come out, i have a feeling i'll be on a roll if simply allowed enough time to type.
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Without further ado, Chapter 2......


Chapter 2


Sakura was drooling. All out, saliva trickling from the corner of her lips and sliding down her chin, drooling. Of course, she’d be drooling harder if the objects of her attention were much closer, and rubbing, and doing other things her dirty little mind was supplying her images of. But she couldn’t complain either way.

Naruto and Sasuke were kissing in the kitchen of the house they’d come to. One of the Uchiha residences had been cleaned up, and Sasuke had made it his home a while back, away from the haunting memories of his childhood home. The cream walls backlit the scene in her mind. And then, it was all over. They pulled apart from each other, a blush crawling up Naruto’s face in a dark wave.

Unsurprisingly, even though the guys had seemed willing enough, they’d paused less than a foot apart, neither willing to make that last little move. It had taken a harsh but not quite caustic comment referring to their lack of courage that spurned them to move. And gods, it had so been worth whatever the price coming to see that moment. Sasuke stepped away first, apparently just a little more quick to recoup his pride and himself. And still, she watched Naruto, seeing a cute blend of his younger naïveté on his older face and body. It was cute, endearing. She wanted a taste. Not because she wasn’t content with Sasuke, but because she’d liked both her teammates for a while. Sasuke had just been her man of choice and when he’d shown interest, she’d pounced without a second thought.

Sasuke knew the look in his woman’s eyes. Sakura was a closet pervert, and he enjoyed seeing her squirm. Not that she realized it- she probably didn’t even know that a line of drool was on her face, or that her fingers were twitching, wanting to touch. Even Ino had that glassy, dazed look in her eyes. Perfect score. “Naruto.” He hissed, the blue orbs barely turning his way. “Go take care of Ino. I think she’s about to drop from sheer lust.” He watched in fascination as his rival, friend, and teammate didn’t move, but simply stood there a minute, nostrils twitching and flaring.

“She’s soaked, wet and ready. Sakura-chan is aroused as well. Who knew, eh?” Sasuke had never seen that look, one of pure predatory possessiveness, on his friend before. At least, not that he could remember. Then that impish grin was back. “Bet I can make Ino come before Sakura does. Without fucking her.”

Sasuke felt his eyebrows raise before he could control it. A sexual challenge, from his dobe? Could he even resist? Nope. Not really.... New territory deserved something interesting. And made him a bit bold. “Loser gives up his girl for the night.”

A moment of silence hung in the kitchen, punctuated only by the sound of heavy panting from the girls as the guys still stood almost close. Naruto turned with an uncanny grace, stalking across the kitchen into the living room, going wide to circle Ino. It seemed to be a common move, she tilted her head just enough to flash a straight line of flesh, and the responding growl filled the room. He circled to behind her, until she lay relaxed in his arms, neck still bare to his gaze. He grinned, a flash of teeth but luckily, no fangs, before bending and gently nipping along her shoulder. She shuddered, and his eyes lifted to the Uchiha’s, flicking towards Sakura. The raven saw him whisper something and Ino nodded as he moved to collect Sakura in his arms. “Sakura, I know you’re turned on. You willing to let this go a bit farther?” She moaned and briefly nodded. These were teammates, friends, not strangers, and right now, it was okay. Hell, she was more than willing to have her ‘itch’ scratched… How almost didn’t matter.

Sasuke tipped her face up slightly, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. When she whimpered in the back of her throat he finally wrapped his arms around her, hands sliding down her body. She squirmed against him. He smirked at her reactions and firmly rubbed her breasts, making her moan against his mouth and try to get closer. “You liked watching us, didn’t you?” He whispered in her ear, and she pushed against him again, body moving in slight undulations. “Turn around and let them watch what I do to you. I want to make you come for us, Sakura. Let us see your pleasure.” She turned for him, rocking her ass backwards against his groin. This time it was Sasuke’s turn to moan as she rubbed against him inciting a response in his body as he played with hers. Seeing her so wanton for them was making him hard. But he stayed diligent, teasingly running his fingers over her body, lightly pinching nipples and teasing her skin in feather-light caresses. When she panted and could no longer stay still, he backed up and sat down, planting her firmly in his lap. He looked up to see Naruto had taken Ino down to the floor and had his larger hands tucked into her clothes. The raven did the same, burying his hands between the seams in Sakura’s dress and palming her bound breasts. His left hand slid down, brushing over her stomach and then her pussy. She shuddered in his arms in return.

Naruto had watched Sasuke for a minute, his breath teasing along Ino’s flesh. She had learned quickly that appealing to his instincts had turned her on, so leaning compliantly against his body as he let her feel his strength was an incredible turn on for them both. He licked the blond in his arms, nibbling along her neck and softly catching her lips with his, before growling and feasting at her mouth. She always tasted delicious to him, and her willingness to let him boss her around a bit during sex was so very good. He rewarded it by rocking his hips against her ass, letting his hardening member be felt through their clothes. It made her whimper for him, and he rewarded her by promptly shoving his hands under her shirt. He’d taught her to crave, need his sometimes forcefulness, so she would never be scared when he needed more of a fucking, instead of making love. It made her pliant, and he used that to his advantage, groping firmly, grabbing, pinching. It took only moments before she was writhing against him. When his hand finally slid down and cupped her wet mound, she was whining and moaning. She squirmed against him and he needed more, but no fucking, not yet. He used his two-point grip to drag her backwards with him, using a chair as a line of support as he slid onto the floor, settling her into his lap. In no time flat she was rocking against him as he worked the sensitive spots. Her scent was tormenting his nose, as was Sakura across the room, and they both sounded close, so very close. Naruto plunged two fingers into Ino’s wet hole as he bit down onto her shoulder, growling a bit and letting the vibrations rock her world as his fingers rocked it in a whole other way. She came in his arms, spasming hard between the points of contact, almost screaming his name.

Sakura’s moan across the room sounded very nearly at the same time, and the blonde duo looked up to see Sakura sprawled across Sasuke, limp and relaxed. She had a very lazy, satisfied, cat- got- the- cream look. Ino broke the momentary silence by coughing, her throat dry from its previous endeavors. Naruto let her slide into a slight heap on the floor as he got up and walked into the kitchen, gesturing Sasuke to follow. Naruto went to run cold water through the tap, leaving the Uchiha to retrieve glasses from whichever cabinet he stashed them in. “Have we ever tied like that?”

“Hn. For once I don’t think I can argue with you.” Naruto blinked. Allowing that much was rare from Sasuke- who always had to win, or be right... “What’re we going to do now?”

Shadows loomed in the doorway to find both girls having appeared. “You are both going to let us decide.” Evil smirks were adorning both flushed faces, and the guys felt sudden apprehension. “You two have had all the fun, and besides, you’re not the only competitive pair in the house. Getting us off may have seemed a challenge to you two, but you know our bodies. There’s no required skill for that.”

Sasuke and Naruto glanced at each other, identical ‘oh crap’ looks bouncing between. Somehow they’d forgotten the girls were as mischievous in their own way, and in less than two minutes, had already come up to an idea, and arrangement. The only question was whether they were doing this for themselves- or to get back at them. No matter how agreeable they may have been under intense horniness, they were still women.

Women could be damn fickle.

“There is skill for sucking cock, however.” The leers on both girls sent pure lust pounding through their men. Were the girls going to see who could suck better? And how was it going to work? And then the girls were moving forward, stalking the guys, lecherous and sultry. But the sense of something quite different compounded as Ino slid against Sasuke and Sakura pinned Naruto ruthlessly against the cabinet. It was painfully obvious what was about to happen- and neither male had any complaint. Groans filled the kitchen as hands brushed against aroused cocks, before the evil smirking women backed away. “Living room.”

It took mere seconds to get from the kitchen with its potentially uncomfortable edges and tools to the luxurious comfort of the living room couch. Sasuke took the armchair sitting a few feet from the couch, angled to have a great view of the whole room. Ino was by him in a flash, curious to know what her once long-time crush would taste like. The girls had shared a lot with each other, but hearing about it and discovering for oneself were too very different things. Carefully, despite her eagerness, she undid his pants and peeled them away enough to expose the hard flesh hidden underneath. There were no underwear hindering her way, so she simply tilted it out a little, leaned in, and licked across the tip. Clear fluid met her tongue and she hummed, pondering the vaguely salty taste pre-come could have. He tasted different than her own lover, but not bad different, just unique. She licked leisurely again before taking the tip and the next couple inches into her mouth. Only when she had let the fluid seep into her mouth more did she notice that sweeter under-taste, teasing her tongue and urging her to try for more. She pumped a hand around what her mouth hadn’t gotten to yet, eager to taste more. He tasted faintly- if her recognition was accurate- of peaches. She moaned and concentrated on her task- trying to get Sasuke off, while enjoying the hell out of herself.

There was no shame in enjoying something she’d spent years fantasizing about, when it was finally coming true.

Sakura wasn’t in too much of a different mindset- after hearing so much about Naruto from Ino, she’d begun to wonder what it’d be like to be with a commanding but generous lover. Sasuke had too much pleasure from teasing her until either she took charge or broke down pleading. But as she watched Naruto recline on the couch after unbuttoning and doing the zip himself, she wanted to drool. The blonde went well with the caramel crème of his skin, which proved to cover every inch of his skin. Even the groomed curls nestled around the base of his cock were bright, clashing only with the almost angry-red tip of his cock. He propped his hips forward and tucked his hands behind his head, and with a sassy grin invited her to do as bad as she dared to come up with. Sakura couldn’t ignore that look. She gripped the tanned member in her hand, careful not to hurt it, but letting Naruto feeling exactly how well she could manhandle him if she wanted. The firm grip moving slowly over his cock drew out a ragged groan. “You’re gonna lose, Sakura.” Those blue eyes twinkled at her, and she flicked to the side to notice Ino already devouring her husband’s cock.

“Shut up, Naruto.” With those words she wrapped her lips around him, swallowing hard and fast, her tongue dancing across his head as tight suction drew him deep into her mouth. She worked him quick and furiously, determined to win against Ino at any rate. She knew how to get Sasuke off fast, especially when he was already worked up, and Naruto shouldn’t be too different. As that thought crossed her mind, in the middle of an upsweep of her head, she made little notations otherwise on the differences between the two men. Naruto was about the same length, maybe an inch more, but he seemed meatier, thicker. Not blatantly so, but she was pretty sure her tongue was flattening out more than it was used to. The ridge around the head- for both men were cut, she was happy to note- was the same, except for a little dimple effect on the side. Her tongue wanted to test that spot more, see if it was as sensitive as the rest, but she forced the desire aside for the moment. He was groaning with that edge to his voice that said she didn’t have to do much more before he’s be shattering. The fingers of her free hand sneaked down and stroked over his balls, and the moan changed pitch. With a little added suction, that moan turned to a low growl. It was the only warning she had before almost hot splashes of come were hitting the roof of her mouth, making her pull off a couple inches so she could taste it all. Musky, salty, almost something she could smell as well as taste. She purred happily around her mouthful and was rewarded with an extra shot and a whine.

“Kami, Sakura-chan. You can do that anytime.” Naruto collapsed against the couch and lazily grinned over at Sasuke, who was staring speechless. “I think Sakura won, teme.”


Sasuke stared at Naruto for a few stunned minutes. The blond had just come, hard, if looks were apparent, just moments ago. But the erection had barely wilted before again starting to pulse with blood and swell. Was he on something?? Sasuke had never been able to respond so quickly after one of Sakura’s blow jobs- she was damn good. He always needed at least a few minutes before being ready for another round. And here his friend was sporting another raging hard on mere moments after getting sucked dry.

A particularly hard suck from his own cock drew his attention back down to Ino, who was smirking around him. With a last lick she pulled off, leaving him bouncing and still hard. “He can do this all night. The first few may come off fast, but he’s quick to recover and then, well, let’s just say his endurance can be amazing.” He stared down at her, still on her knees, and she gave him that look that said ‘I know what you’re thinking’.

“Sakura won, but then, you knew she probably would, didn’t you?” Sasuke grumbled. Ino simply glanced at Sakura then shrugged. “Hn.” Annoying wench, she probably planned for this to happen. A cheeky and thoroughly too-pleased voice interrupted his thoughts.

“So does this mean you’ll give up Sakura-chan for the evening?”

******** End chappie ******

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