Naruto Yandere Series

Jaraiya Part 2

him and scratched him. “Whoa.” He said with a gasp. “You are a wild one.” He began to slide his c**k in between her breasts when he felt a strange sensation run through his body. “What’s this?” He heard himself ask. Suddenly he plunged his c**k into her p***y and began f*****g her. She grabbed hold of his sides as the intensity increased and hissed as she scratched him deep enough to draw blood. And yet he kept f*****g her. “Even I don’t have this speed and stamina.” Jaraiya thought. “Is she using a jutsu on me?” When he came it was more intense than he had ever experienced before. He watched as he flipped her over. She shrieked. “Yes, Master Jaraiya. Please f**k me.” “Yikes.” Jariaya thought. This was a type of research he had been avoiding. He was still debating whether his fans could handle it. When he shoved his c**k into her ass, she became even more wild. The tingling sensation became more prominent. He kept f*****g her and smiled when she began rubbing her c**t. They both came at the same time. Rather than be satisfied, she lay on her back, spread her p***y lips. “Please, Master Jaraiya, show me what you can do.” So be it. He thought. Whatever was going on, he was going to enjoy it. And write about it later. He buried his face into her p***y and ravaged her. It was fine until for some reason he bit her c**t. Hard. Rather than her beg him to stop, she came explosively. This was getting way out of hand. Before he could do anything, she was on top of him like a maniac. She began sucking his c**k again. All he could do was lay back and let her. For some reason he couldn’t fight back. He didn’t want to hurt her. And she certainly wasn’t hurting him. As soon as he got hard, she slid on top of his c**k and began bouncing on him. “Yes, please. Master Jaraiya. f**k me.” Jaraiya shook his head. Who was this woman. He could feel his body match her momentum. He was using more power than he would have liked. Surely at the pace he was going now, her body would suffer some form of damage. Whatever this jutsu was, she didn’t seem to care. And he couldn’t stop her. “More.” She begged. Suddenly, she scratched him hard and deep. He threw her off of him making sure she landed on the bed safely. He heard a growl. Not from her. After a moment, Jaraiya blinked. And then winced at the pain. She had scratched him deep enough, he would need medical care. And yet Nami was ready to spring on him again. He hated to do this. He struck her, knocking her unconscious. He grabbed his towel and ran back to his room. He gathered up his belongings and got out of there as fast as he could. The young girls he had been looking for were outside playing ball in just their swim suits. Jaraiya walked right past them and hurried to his next destination.

When he arrived at the hospital in the leaf village and described his wounds the nurses hurried him to a room so that he could be looked after. As he lay in bed, a shadow crossed his window. “Yo,” It was Kakashi. “What happened to you?” Jaraiya wasn’t even sure how to explain what had happened. “I ran into something that was more than I expected.” Jaraiya responded simply. That sounded interesting. “Care to elaborate.” Kakashi asked. Jaraiya thought about it. If he couldn’t tell Kakashi, who could he tell. When Jaraiya finished his story, the color drained from Kakashi’s face. Jaraiya raised an eyebrow. “Kakashi?” “I had a strange experience only a few days ago. I won’t go into detail, but it was almost as though I was someone else.” Jaraiya was silent for a moment. He had thought that the woman he bedded, or rather who bedded him had used a jutsu. And yet Kakashi was describing a similar incident. He would need to look into this. If anything, it would make for an interesting addition to his collection. After he had been treated, he decided to get on his way. After his last encounter, he felt that a break from his research would do him some good. This mystery was intriguing. Since he was supposed to be locating Orochimaru, maybe he would ask him about it when they met. Orochimaru would come to him later on via one of his snakes and describe his encounter. Though the snake destroyed itself once the message was delivered. Of course Orochimaru wouldn’t make finding him a simple task. He had relayed the information to Jaraiya as a friendly gesture, nothing more. For old times sake. Jaraiya took notes on everything he had learned. This would make an interesting book indeed. Enough that his research could be put on hold and he could actually take the time to sit and write the newest addition to his Icha Icha Series. Though he wasn’t sure how his fans would respond to it. What would he call it though? Icha Icha Violence? Jaraiya shook his head. He certainly learned a lot about himself during that encounter. Certainly more about what he was not. He was more of a lover than a fighter, that was for sure. He enjoyed chasing the women, telling them about his adventures, drinking. Jaraiya sighed. Well better to get this over with, then he could go back to what he did the best. Whatever this mystery was, he was sure more information would present itself in time. All he had to do was keep his eyes and ears open. He found a small inn, paid for a room and set to work on his writing. This edition would certainly be different, boy were his loyal fans in for a surprise.