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😈Mission gone wrong?😈

Scenario: You have to distract Jiraiya so Itachi and Kisame can kidnap Naruto but that goes horribly wrong in the best way possible 😀

Pairings: Jiraiya x reader. Kisame x Reader x Itachi.

Warnings:18+, very dirty and smutty. Be warned.

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Taking in a deep breath, you watched the door knob turn, absolutely regretting everything at this point. If you had to turn back now, you’d ruin the entire mission and would have to face your team mates disappointment, nevermind the entire organization’s. In stepped the man you were sent here to distract, your breath hitching at the sight of him. He stood quite tall, much taller than Kisame you’d say, and he was even bulkier, his solid frame spiking your nerves and anxiety. So this was the legendary Jiraiya that Itachi spoke to you and Kisame about. If he’s so legendary then he might notice I’m just fronting, you thought, but he loved himself a beautiful young lady like you. The mini black dress you wore hugged your curves so sinfully, while the knee high, six inch heels elaborating your already long legs, made you look much taller and even sexier. Jiraiya was ready to empty his load inside you with those long legs wrapped around him.

Biting your lip you awkwardly placed your hands on your hips, trying your best to seem casual and sexy. “Hey there big guy”, you greeted as soon as he closed the door to the hotel room. “Damn you’re way more luscious than I expected, no wonder why they charged me such a hefty price”, he spoke, leaving you wondering if he was expecting an answer, or if he was just thinking out loud. “I hope you can satisfy me sweetheart, it would be a real shame if all my money went to waste”, he said with a frown on his surprisingly handsome face. Swallowing, you tried to keep your cool, forcing a smirk and bringing your hand up to twirl one of your braids, “Of course daddy”, you tried to flirt, dismally failing at that. Jiraiya grunted in either lust or disapproval, already guessing he’d be a little bit much for you. “Strip”, he commanded, making you accidentally cough in surprise. “I’m sorry?”, you blurted, not expecting him to jump right into this so fast. Man you were really bad at this. Itachi and Kisame would kill you themselves if you didn’t get this right. They need time. “Why rush into this when we have the whole afternoon love”, you said, slowly walking over to him, your hips sensually swaying while you were at it. His narrow dark eyes leaving yours for a second to skim over your curves, following them as you came closer, placing your hands on his muscular chest and slowly running them up and over his broad strong shoulders, absolutely stunned that you were enjoying the way he felt under your hands. Grabbing your neck you hissed in surprise, his fingers wrapping around the back and pulling you of off of him. He looked over at your face and he could see the uncertainty in your brown eyes. Little did you know he had long known this was a trap to distract him from Naruto and this was all artist of his plan . “On the bed. Now”, he spoke, his voice loud and stern. Immediately obeying his command, you hurried over to the bed, gulping as came closer, his frame towering over you, making you swallow again. Were you still fooling him? Or did he already know this was your plan. He roughly pushed you back so you fell into the soft mattress. Before you even had a chance to take the next breath he pulled you by your thighs, until your bottom sat right on the edge of the bed, his hands already pushing your dress up, exposing your clothed puss to him.

This was the very first time you were actually engaging in the act of sex and did not expect the act to actually take place. The first time an actual, real, manliest of men ever touched you like this. You were prepared to flirt with him and get him to relax, dragging the situation out as long as you could before Kisame and Itachi would burst in and distract Jiraiya, giving you an opportunity to get away. That was the plan, so how did you end up having a man as masculine and intimidating as Jiraiya sniffing your feminine parts and tracing his thick middle finger along your clothed folds, causing a shiver up your spine. While you struggled to adjust to how spread out your thighs were on his broad shoulders, he hooked his finger into your panties and pulled them right off of you. He was quick with his moves, as though he was in a rush, leaving you no time to get yourself together and push him off of you. The moment you were finally able to realize what was happening after being manhandled like that, you felt his warm breath on your core, making you ache in ways only your imagination would let on, your intense nerves only heightening the experience. You always got extremely horny when you were either nervous or afraid. “No wait!”, you whimpered, the fierce look in his eyes telling you he had no time for little games. He needed to work you up and fuck you so he could get back to other important matters. You placed your hand on his head in an attempt to push him away from your puss, but you gasped when you felt a strong stroke of something warm and wet drag from your wet entrance to your urethra, just missing your clit before repeating. Your hand on his head went from pushing him to gripping onto his thick, white mane. “Oh my god!”, you breathed out in surprise, not expecting the pleasure that coursed through your body like electricity to feel this intense. Instinctively bucking your hips, you pushed forward to try get him to lick the one part of you that throbbed to a point where it hurt, small whines involuntarily leaving your lips.

“Ahhhhh!”, you almost screamed when he finally latched onto your button, sucking so hard you thought you’d explode into a million pieces. It barely took any effort on Jiraiya’s part to get you to turn into a moaning mess, his tongue working your entire pussy before occasionally sucking on your nub. He was so focused on his actions that it seemed to you he didn’t care about how you felt, like he was drinking you up, sucking on your nub yet again, before gently grazing it with his teeth, plus a thick finger stretching your untouched pussy open, the lubrication making it way easier for him to fit in his middle finger to the knuckle making you scream out in a mixture of confusing pleasure and pain. You’d arched your back so hard multiple times, his giant head keeping you open for him to continue his work while his one arm gets you down to the bed. His finger hit a spot inside of you that made you instantly tremble, like your body was being forced into the most intense orgasm of your life. Shutting your eyes tights your cries and screams filled the room, Jiraiya’s mouth still on your nub making you squirt out all over this face, some of your juices falling to the sheets drenching them, the sanin perfectly managing to keep up with the mess you were making, the overstimulation driving you absolutely insane.

In the midst of the intense orgasm you were experiencing, you heard the door bust right open, the edge of your second orgasm quickly catching up with you, the pleasure distracting you from paying attention to what was happening in the room. “Oooh f-fuck!”, you cried, worried that you couldn’t manage to get your shit together during a time like this and because Jiraiya just wouldn’t stop sucking and finger fucking you. In the corner of your eye you thought you saw Itachi and Kisame just standing there, watching the sanin mercilessly eat you out. Your heart skipped a couple of beats, intensifying the second orgasm that took you by surprise. “Ahhhhh!”, you cried out again, your body violently shaking, forcing you shut your eyes to better anchor yourself, your free hand coming up to grip the sheets near your face.

When you finally managed to open your eyes again, your body still shook a little, occasionally shivering while you still whimpered like a puppy, your legs shut and your back still arching in the sexiest sinful way. “Oi, looks like you dismally failed the task y/n”, you heard the familiar voice talk. Your brown eyes shot open, fuck.

“K-kisame”, you said, afraid to meet his gaze and face whatever it was they had for you. You’d just lost them a very important mission. “You can’t even talk? Damn”, Kisame laughed, sitting down on the bed right beside you, his hand slowly rubbing your shivering thigh. Itachi stayed where was, very surprised that you were still drunk on your little orgasm. Is this her first time? He wondered, amazed that something like having someone eating you out would leave you this disoriented. You? A woman he actually didn’t want to mess with, in such an adorable mess over getting your nub sucked on? Your nub...pretty. He thought, cocking his head to side to continue eyeing your slick cooch, Kisame casually holding your thigh up so he could get a better look, benefiting the two of them. “Seems like that legend really made a mess out of you y/n”, Kisame teased, your cheeks flushing at the sudden realization. Kisame and Itachi were both analyzing your private. “I-tachi, Kisame”, you managed to say. “I’m sorry”. You’d never felt so worthless and ashamed in your life. “I’m not a whore, it just happened so fast”, you tried to defend yourself when you saw their expressions unchanging. You noticed Jiraiya wasn’t there anymore. When Itachi saw the slight confusion on your face he spoke, “That was simply a shadow clone”, his dark eyes set on your dripping pussy, hungrily licking his lips. You would just run away forever you figured, the thought making you feel a little less terrible. Trying to shut your thighs together you felt a resistance. Kisames larger hand keeping you wide open, adding to the disgrace you felt you were. Looking over at him you whined, “Please let me get dressed. I’ll leave”, you started to say before Itachi cut you off. “But you’re a mess. Let’s get you all cleaned up before we leave”, Itachi spoke, nearing you with every word. Were they going to clean you up? Why? “No thanks I’m good, I’ll just go”, you almost desperately pleaded.

“Yes. As soon as we clean you up you can leave”, Itachi said, placing a cold hand on your other thigh, spreading you even wider. His other other hand came up to his mouth, dipping his middle and index fingers inside to start sucking on them, getting them all nice and warm for you. “Fuck, you smell so good y/n…let me taste you?”, Kisame asked, leaning forward and placing his arm over your thigh, leaving you trapped with your pussy right in his face. Licking his lips, your teammate looked up at you for approval, noticing the bewildered expression on your face. “I’ll just clean you up, and then we can go…like you asked”, he said, hoping you’d be a little more convinced. Shyly, you nodded your head and at that moment Kisame went straight for lapping at your pussy, forcing his tongue inside of your tight cunt in desperation, the stretch making you moan aloud, gripping into his hair to slow him down. His tongue kept on exploring you, traveling over your clit, flicking it hard with his tongue, making you moan even louder since you were now so sensitive. “Kisame!”, you cried in such a sexy way, making the man between your legs growl before slowly suckling on your tender button, alternating between hard licking and gentle sucking, quickly driving you to the edge. Itachi could not take his eyes off of you, such a strong woman like you falling apart under a man’s touch. Interesting.

Itachi finally pulled his fingers out of his mouth, immediately burying both of them into your heat, his dick twitching at your reaction, your back arching and your hand immediately death gripping his wrist, the sexiest cry leaving your lips. His sharingan rapidly spun at the sight, he barely got to the knuckle and you already couldn’t handle it. She’s so tight, he thought, it really must be her first time. Kisame began focusing on your clit, his sideways position forcing him to roughly flick your clit in left to right strokes, before stopping to suck hard, distracting you from Itachi’s actions, making you fall back into the sheets and scream out loud. How could the two men that you feared and respected also reduce you to an independent needy mess. You felt so weak. But you also felt so good. Itachi pushed his fingers a little deeper inside of you, settling for a fast and rough pace when he found your gspot, immediately making you gush like a tap, your screaming like music to Kisames ears, enjoying the way you drenched his face, literally drinking you up like your pussy was a fountain. “Ahhh, there you go”, Itachi spoke, letting go of your thigh to bury that hand into your hair, tugging your head up so you could look at him. “Maybe if you cum a few more times just like you did right now for me, I’ll feel better about the failure of this mission y/n”, he said. “B-but…. Ooooohhhh!!!!!”, your grunted, Kisame never ceasing his actions while Itachi slowly rubbed your gspot. “What’s the matter y/n? Now you can’t talk? Answer me”, he groaned, moving his fingers a little quicker, adding a little more pressure. “Ahhhhhhh!!!! M-muuuuchhh oooohhhhh! P-please!”, you babbled, Itachi gruesomely finger fucking you to orgasm, your body now violently shaking, the strength of the two men keeping you right where they needed you. When you calmed, his fingers started moving again, long whines instantly leaving your lips. “Again. Until I feel better”, Itachi said, coming back up to hold your other thigh open. It didn’t matter if you were crying, screaming and kicking. Itachi was obsessed with watching you squirt and Kisame unable to quench his need to keep tasting you. Your team mates used you like this, and took turns carrying you back to the hideout, mildly conversing about doing this again. Maybe even fuck you next time.