Naruto Yandere Series

Izuna Uchiha Part 2

his c**k in her mouth. As she began to suck him off, he had to put his hands against the wall to brace himself. The tingling seemed to grow more. Is this what Madara had described? With what she was doing to him he lost all train of thought. As he got close, he gripped her hair with one hand roughly. This only made her suck his c**k all that much more intense. She let his pants fall and grabbed his balls in her hands. He closed his eyes as he came, she deep throated him taking every drop. He pulled her up then and kissed her deep, tasting the saltiness of his own juices. He picked her up hiking her dress up all the way. She spread her legs, begging for him. He smiled at her and shoved his fingers up inside her. She came over his fingers. He pulled his fingers out of her and licked one finger. She was sweet. She opened her mouth and let him put another finger in hers. She licked it and sucked it making his c**k harden all over again. Not yet. He lifted her up so that she sat on his shoulders. Her p***y at his mercy as he held her in place. He began to beat her c**t. Doing circles with his tongue around her c**t. She moaned when he nibbled on it. He buried his tongue deep into her p***y and shook his head, ravaging her. “Oh fuck.” Was all Siri could breathe. In a swift movement, Izuna dropped her back down until his c**k faced her entrance. He grabbed her arms and put them above her head before shoving his c**k into her. He began f*****g her again. The tingling sensation increased and he f****d her harder. He gasped when he slammed her against the wall in his frenzy. She was starting to fight him. He held her wrists with one hand, and covered her mouth with the other. The look of shock was intoxicating. Izuna closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head. When he looked at Siri, he could see tears begin to fall. He felt lost. Suddenly he got close to cumming and pounded into her. Still no release. He turned her around roughly. She yelped. He pulled her ass cheeks apart. His c**k seemed so much harder than before. He didn’t want this. Not with her. And yet the tingling increased and he found himself shoving his c**k into her ass. The tightness was like heaven as shoved himself into her. She put her hands on the wall to save herself from his relentless assault. He grabbed her arms and forced them behind her. Locking her wrists together. He then continued to f**k her, rubbing her bare body against the wall. He sneered. She would be full of splinters when he was done. He slammed her into the wall one more time as he filled her balls deep. He closed his eyes as he finally released. He heard a sigh of contentment. When he opened his eyes, he saw Siri still up against the wall, then he saw the blood running down the wall. He gasped and stood back. When he caught Siri and was holding her, he found a large splinter of wood impaling her chest. Her eyes were frozen. He reached out closed them with his hand. And began to sob. “Brother,” Madara stood there. Izuna turned toward him holding the lifeless body. “Now, do you see?” Madara asked simply. Izuna could only nod. “Go home.” I will take care of this.” Izuna turned and ran. When he got home, he hurried and showered. The blood and splinters from his encounter washing away. He began to sob. It surprised him. He genuinely cared for this woman, even in their short time together. He would have married her. As crazy as it seemed. Is this what a soul mate felt like?” Both finding them and losing them.

The following morning, he learned to what extent Madara had taken care of the situation. He had massacred the girls entire family that same night. He claimed that he had found evidence that they had intended to betray not only the clan, but the village at large. He had even convinced Hashirama. As far as it mattered. He was never punished for the murders. Izuna’s reputation was intact such as it was. The store owner had not heard or seen anything. Izuna was sure Madara had helped him forget. It occurred to him then. Madara had lied. He had never left for the front lines. When Izuna asked him, Madara verified it. Not only that, Madara had watched all his interactions with Siri from the beginning. He had watched and even pleasured himself as his younger brother brutalized this woman. Izuna threw up then. He knew his brother was sick, but he had no idea until now just how far his brother’s depravity would go. Madara put his hands on his hips. “Brother, we see so much worse on the battlefield. We together have raped the women of our enemies. Why is this any different?” As if in answer, Izuna went to strike him. Madara dodged easily. “Well brother, I’m off to the front lines, for real this time. How will you overcome this, I wonder?” He then began to laugh and walked out. Izuna fell in a heap, trying to work through everything that had happened. Madara had described his experience and it matched what had occurred to him. Unlike his brother, he got no thrill out of killing this woman. They did indeed rape the women of their enemies, often taking turns. He loved it. But Madara always did the killing when they had had there fill. This was different than anything he had experienced. He had not been in control. He remembered the pleasure, enjoyed it, but he knew he wasn’t the only one. Someone was watching from inside his mind. And then there was the fact that his brother was watching him as well. Why did it affect him so differently?