#self-cest

“Is this how you like it?”

Being world famous as a nineteen-year-old woman was a tough racket.

Naruto found herself dealing with unwanted attention from men across the lands, trying to court her, often because they were enamoured with the idea of her and sometimes because it would benefit them politically.

And some because they wanted to fuck and say they tapped a war hero.

Their advances were almost always unwanted…but occasionally they weren’t.

The only problem was, of the men she’d slept with, none of them had been able to satisfy her.  

And even worse than that, sleeping around a little bit had given Naruto a new appetite for sex.

That hunger was how she found herself in her current position.

Naked on her bed, lying on her back. Strong hands wrapped around her ankles, keeping her legs spread wide apart as a long, fat cock stroked in and out of her soaking cunt.

“Boss, ya ignorin’ me?” Her lover nearly sang, the tone of his voice a dark and throaty rasp. It massaged parts of her brain that Naruto didn't even know she could get turned on from and before she could answer, he delivered a vicious thrust, the tip kissing her depths and forcing out a needy moan from her lips.

“N-No, oh fuck, y-yeah that’s how I like it,” Naruto mumbled around a pleasure induced stutter, her eyes running over her partner’s sculpted abdominal muscles, twitching as he worked her over. Her eyes bounced up to his toned chest before settling on his smirking face.

Not quite a mirror image, though, even then, you'd guess they were twins — the clone’s features sharper and harder than her own, taller with more muscle. The image of masculinity that Naruto had been crafting since she’d been twelve years old, slight improvements until, in her opinion, he was perfection.

The sexiest man in existence, her Sexy Jutsu.

The fact that it was based on herself might have been a bit of narcissism, but Naruto had no care to analyze that when her clone’s cock had Naruto's eyes crossing over as he stretched her out with his delicious girth.

“That’s great, boss. You know I live to please. Now why don't you give me a little show and start playin' with that cute clit of yours? I bet that'd feel so good for you while I fuck your brains out."

Her clone had been growing a big head, but Naruto was so close to the precipice, her thighs hot and aching with the promise of release that she followed the clone’s command. Her hand slipping down to her throbbing clit, fingers circling it as her clone pounded her cunt like no one else possibly could, like he could take her desires from her brain and act it out to a tee.

Long, deep, purposeful thrusts that had his balls smacking against her. Naruto’s arousal coating the clone’s cock so much that the tanned skinned glistened when he pulled back.

“That’s a good fuckin’ girl,” the clone groaned, his blue eyes hooded with lust as he drank her expressions in. Like he, a minute thing, never wanted to forget this.

Gosh, this stupid clone really was growing a big head.

"Come for me boss. Let me feel you clench down on my cock, baby."