Sex Stories: Mr. LarsBar's Nut Factory

Summary: Everyone knows about Sasuke Uchiha and his wife, Sakura. How he leaves her on a dry spell for years on end and expects her to stay loyal. Well, what if after a busy day, Sakura sees a cock much more delectable than her husband's and decides to give in. And what if that cock was yours?

Themes: Cheating, Blowjob, Bigger Dick, Doggy Style (Patreon), Desk Sex (Patreon)

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Sakura Uchiha, formerly Haruno, director of the Medical Clinic and its top healer. Something like physical inspections was below her paygrade, but with the rise of a new virus in the Leaf Village, precautions needed to be taken, especially for a foreigner like you. Sakura had to step in and examine every person she could, sick or otherwise. Busy, busy, busy, that was how it was at the hospital.

You were nervous as you entered Sakura's office. It was supposed to be a normal check-up but when the receptionist told you in advance about the circumstances, highlighting your status as a foreigner, your heart started racing. Sakura was a figure nearly as famous as the Hokage. A war veteran and the greatest medical ninja today, she was a kunoichi in every sense of the word. The greatest of them all, perhaps.

The office was large with a counter at the front and a bed at the side, its placement out of order and probably forced by the hospital director. Her presence was immediately noticed by you—partially because of her tight ass and her already standing position. Clearly, she was busy, her desk a big clutter. Seeing her hum to herself, looking at some paper on her desk, you tore your lecherous gaze away and waited. Her pink hair was short and parted to one side, mature and attractive.

"Welcome," Sakura said, smiling. Her white coat fluttered behind her, giving a glimpse of her hips. Her high heels made an echo with every step. "I'm Sakura Uchiha and I'll be conducting your physical check-up. Now, I'm going to ask some questions, is that okay with you?" She gestured for you to sit on the hospital bed. Without complaint, you did.

Afterward, Sakura went right into it. Your name, your background, family, and medical conditions. You answered truthfully and she jotted down every bit of information.

"Alright. Now…" A dust of pink smeared her cheeks. "...I'm sure you've heard the rumours and well…they're true. You have to take your clothes off. Sorry, it's just how these things work." Sakura really did seem apologetic.

"Right," you said, anxiety creeping up. "Should I start now?"

"S-sure." The doctor, for all her professionalism, was embarrassed. "I've seen it a thousand times so don't worry."

Her words instilled no confidence in you. Still, without making too much of a face, you slip peeled your garments off. First, your shirt, which was met with a grim smile, then your pants. That was when shit the fan.

Sakura's jaw dropped.

Left in your boxers, displaying what you assumed was an ordinary bulge, you asked, "This too?"

You tugged on the waistband and Sakura nodded. "Y-yeah."

Keeping eye contact, you pulled your boxers down and stepped forward. An audible gulp emerged from her. "E-eh…?" That reaction was a little too intense.

You kept your gaze down at your manhood. You didn't think you were anything special. All your life you believed you were something of an average person.

'Maybe not?'

Sakura Uchiha, a married woman and an experienced doctor, was exasperated. Jaw trembling, eyes blinking widely, clipboard held against her chest.

"You're, ah, hehe, packing a lot of heat, I see." Sakura averted her gaze, cheeks pink. "

You looked over yourself. Your flaccid cock rested on your sack as it did. "Am I…? Thank you."

"Mm." Gathering her breath and reverting her gaze, she couldn't keep her eyes off your naked body. After a sharp inhale, she took her coat off and folded it on the nearby coat rack. You were instantly on guard. She wore a red sleeveless qipao top that exposed her belly button, the back side carrying the Uchiha Clan crest. A reminder that the woman was happily married.

Well, maybe not happy. He heard the rumours of the legendary Sasuke Uchiha and how he rarely stepped home. 

"I-it sure is hot," Sakura muttered, fanning herself. You nodded politely. "A-anyway." She stepped closer and bent forward. Her eyes penetrated every detail and vein on your manhood as if in a trance. Without saying a word, she scooped it up and pulled it close, her breath tickling your dong. You clenched your fist, trying your damnedest to stop an erection.

"Doctor...?" 

Sakura didn't seem to hear you, eyes wide while muttering, "...bigger than Sasuke…"

Sasuke? As in…Sasuke Uchiha? The second strongest man in the world? Sakura's husband? Oh fuck, your cock was not going to stay calm after a comment like that. There was just no way. Your cock pulsated in her hand and she blinked. She knew what was coming and she couldn't stop herself from not looking. She had to see. She had to see this cock that was exponentially bigger than her husband.

In her mind, she rationalized, "It's for science! For research! For study!" But these were surface-level excuses. She knew the truth the moment she touched your cock. She knew what she was seeking. Throb, throb, throb—

"Waaay bigger than Sasuke. W-wow, I didn't think a cock could be so…big."

A cock bigger than her husband's. Fuck. It was so hot to hear the married woman say it. She swallowed, almost innocent with the way her green eyes blinked and observed. However many inches you had, it was far above what Sasuke had. Throb, throb, throb. The tip of your cock was between her brows. She didn't stop bending over, hands on her knees, the white of her pants giving her ass cheeks a semi-transparent cling to it.

You cleared your throat, trying to distract yourself from the throbbing sensation. "Doctor?" you called. "Is something the matter?" 

Sakura blinked and looked up at you, before suddenly smiling. A cheeky expression that told you that this was going to end exactly how you thought it was. "You're much bigger than my husband," she remarked, getting down on her knees and staring directly at the crown of your cock. Suddenly, your cock lurched forward as soft lips kissed the delicate tip. "Mm~!" 

A kiss to the cock. A gesture full of love and affection that should have been for the man whose last name she took. But no, she was giving that kiss to you instead. Among all the men in her life, you were deemed the worthiest. Your thoughts ran faster than a train. Why was this happening? Merely because of your size? Were you so much bigger than Sasuke or just big in general? Sakura probably largely dealt with Leaf Villagers and you were one of the rare foreigners. If it was a matter of reference, then did that mean…?

'Do men from the Leaf have micropenises or something? I mean, I did hear rumours that the Hokage was nothing special…'

A soft embrace came around your erection and your knees nearly buckled. It was a tender sensation like no other. A professional-like grip that threatened to bring you to climax in record time. Sakura Uchiha looked up at you with a sly grin, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Don't worry about Sasuke," she purred, releasing her grip to run her fingers lightly over your length. She traced the veins on your cock till she reached your balls and went down, down, down to outline the shape of them. You were quite loaded from the past couple weeks due to work and the virus. "He's too busy with his own affairs to pay attention to me." 

You swallowed. "And…?"

"And…" Her grip was tight around your member. Fingers capable of shattering mountains were now attempting to please you. It worked too. Her strokes were slow and she said, "I think I should have an affair of my own. A reward for putting up with the lack of child support. Don't you agree?"

Well, when she gave you that sexy smile and fuck-me eyes, how could you say no? Seeing the acceptance in your eyes, Sakura leaned in and took you into her mouth. Her lips were agonizingly soft, just like her hands. You genuinely couldn't understand the reason for a man to deny Sakura a chance to show her dick sucking skills. She was phenomenal.

Her lips wrapped around your cock, her warmth enveloping you, she went deeper and deeper. Her tongue danced with expert precision, flicking and swirling, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. She bobbed her head up and down, taking you deeper into her mouth until she reached the base. Her nose was pressed to your pelvis and for a second she did nothing. 

Then her eyes caught yours—and stayed locked. She inched back, then went forward again. Your scent was like an addiction that she didn't want to pull away from. For the sake of your pleasure, she did. She went back, back, back until your lips were solely wrapped around your pulsating tip. "Mmmm…!" Then she inched back deeper again. Inch by inch. Inch by inch…

"Fuuuck…!" You could feel the wet heat building around your shaft, a delicious friction that made you want to explode. But Sakura wasn't interested in quick release. She wanted to savour every inch of you, to tease and torment you until you were begging for more. She pulled back to your tip and her hand moved up and down your length, adding just the right amount of pressure to intensify the sensations.

"Fuck…!" You groaned through gritted teeth, unable to resist the intoxicating mix of pleasure and torment that Sakura had mastered so well. She was a professional in more ways than one.

Pop! She pulled back, releasing you from her tight embrace. A wicked smile played on her lips as she looked up at your throbbing cock those eyes filled with mischief. "I hope you're enjoying this little taste of what I can do," she purred seductively. Throb, throb, throb! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Just start blowing me again, your cock demanded. Instead, as your member went wild and pre-cum poured out, she kissed it, giggling. "Ya know, most men think Hinata and Temari are better, but I doubt they can do handjobs and blowjobs like me. I'm a doctor and the student of the Legendary Sucker. I know exactly how to rile men up."

Her hand began jerking you off—and the wet schlaps were utterly delightful to hear. Another groan tempted to leave your lips but you resisted. Sakura giggled again.

Schlap–! Schlap–! Schlap–! Schlap–! Schlap–! Schlap–! 

"My handjobs are pretty good too, huh? I might not have tits like my sensei but I do have a better hand." If you came right then and there, no one would have blamed you. But you didn't. You held on to the sliver of pride within you and Sakura was very impressed. "Sasuke usually cums after a few strokes. I guess bigger is better."

With a smile, she went back to sucking you off. But with the way your hips bucked forward, it was more like you were fucking her mouth. One hand on her head with the other by your side, finding her soft lips and wet saliva to be a safe haven. As you filled her throat up, all thoughts of Sasuke vanished from her mind. It was the same for you. All that mattered was the incredible sensations coursing through your body as Sakura expertly brought you closer and closer to the edge.

"Mmmmh! Nnngh! Ssssh~!" Harder and faster. That was Sakura's motto. As taught to her by her mentor, she sucked with vigour no civilian woman could imitate. The level of chakra control involved in the dick-sucking technique would flabbergast even elite Jonin. You couldn't help but let out a string of curses in your head as you experienced the syphoning of your cock and balls. As though trying to wring you dry, you felt the intense sensations building inside of you. The weeks of build-up combined with her technique were making your balls feel like tangerines. Sakura's lips were like a symphony of pleasure, her tongue dancing and flicking with expert precision, and her cheeks narrowing as she sucked and sucked. You could feel your body tense, ready to explode at any moment. Her eyes locked onto yours as she continued to suck you off. "Mwah!" She retreated to give that classic kiss. "Good, right?"

You nodded, unable to form words as she swallowed you whole again, waves of pleasure washing over you. Sakura was a fucking goddess when it came to giving head. The only reason you could come up with as to why Sasuke never paid any attention to her was because his balls were dried empty from her blowjobs. 

Right now, you stood there in his place, your erection on the cusp of a legendary climax. With a single touch, Sakura could push you to the edge. She didn't. She waited for the angry cock to simmer down, smirking up at you the whole.

Oh, you couldn't wait to wipe that arrogance off—

"Here we are. Mmm!" Finally, as your cock stopped twitching, with one last teasing stroke of her hand, Sakura took you into her mouth. This time, there was no hesitation or reluctance in her movements. She wanted to bring you to climax just as much as you did.

Your moans grew louder as Sakura's strokes became faster and more intense. The pleasure built within you until there was nowhere left to go but over the edge. "Gah!" Unable to hold back any longer, you exploded into Sakura's waiting mouth with a loud cry of pleasure. Your balls convulsed, the pressure shooting up your length and leading into over a dozen thick bullets of cum. Long and thick and virile, Sakura was genuinely taken aback and wrapped her arms around you as she swallowed.

She did not let a single drop go to waste. She took in everything and did so with calm, eager gulps. Her hands caressed your lower back lovingly while you emptied your balls inside her. Truly, a scene that only a willing husband and dutiful wife could do, yet that was not the sake. You were a nameless stranger. 

As the waves of ecstasy subsided, you felt your knees melting. Sakura Uchiha…she truly was the Legendary Sucker's successor.  "Haa…" She pulled back once your load tapered off and became thin pellets. One last lucky wad of cum landed on her bottom lip. Sakura lapped it up like a good little slut.

"Mmm…" She chewed, she swallowed, and she smiled. "Tastier too." She eyed your softening cock and ached for more. Abruptly, she grabbed your sack from where it was attached and did hand signs with her remaining hand. A modified ox hand sign, then a tiger, and following that, a green glow…

Wait, what? Did…did she just activate healing ninjutsu on your balls? Instantly, you felt your sack swell and ache deliciously. The sheer heftiness was akin to not masturbating for a year—times three. Your cock hardened like a steel rod and Sakura cooed. "I knew it, you're more than ready."

Sakura got up and nearly kissed you. She backed off at the last second, turning on her heel and walking to her desk. As her ass wagged, the patch of wetness was plain to see. She gave you a certain look and smile before pulling her pants down—and revealing she had gone commando. Your mouth dried. No wonder she was so fucking horny. Sakura bent over and presented her ass to you.

Seriously, what the fuck was wrong with Sasuke? Sakura's ass was glorious, both in shape and tone. Perfectly heart-shaped from years of training and very fuckable.

"So? Are you going to do it? Are you brave enough to fuck when I'm married as an Uchiha?" She spread her cunt wide, tempting you. But frankly, it was no question. Sakura Uchiha, a married woman, a superhuman beauty, wanted your dick and she wanted it bad. What use was there in saying no?

You sauntered over, cock bouncing and dripping with pre-cum, and pressed against her wet entrance. It was like a match made in heaven—and you weren't even inside yet. You leaned over her, cock juuust about to penetrate her needy cunt, and whispered "I'm going to fuck you so hard that Sasuke won't recognize you or your pussy."

"Ruin me then," she whispered. 

You straightened up and observed that phenomenal ass of hers. She gave a tempting wag, asking you to fuck her like she meant to. Taut, well-defined, and lonely, her ass cheeks were begging for a man to pound her, her pussy aching to be fucked. The sheer amount of gushing fluids caused your cock to respond in kind, spewing out pre-cum.

You pushed into her slowly, savouring the feeling of her tightness around you. Her back immediately arched as if you were already deeper than Sasuke—

"You're already deeper than Sasuke!"

Well, damn! You were a third way in. Maybe your theory on Leaf men having micropenises was true. You went deeper, deeper, deeper, and by the time you were fully inside, Sakura was a panting mess.

"I'm deeper than your husband ever was, huh?" You smiled. "I'll fuck you till you're mine."