001. Teen gets fucked hard and cums

Sakura is almost screeching into her pillow as Sasuke drives into her, fast and hard. Trapped beneath his weight as he straddles the back of her thighs, she has long given up on keeping up with his unforgiving rhythm. She's a mess underneath him, her knuckles as white as the sheets she's clutching. Her mind goes blank with every curse he rasps, every stinging slap on her ass, every deep thrust. And he feels her pussy clamp around his cock.

He slows down when he feels her nearing climax and she whines in response, pushing her hips back desperately. She writhes helplessly as he leans forward, his hands planted on either side of her, caging her in. He places an open-mouthed kiss to her nape, her shoulder, his hot mouth trailing down her spine, and he relishes the way she trembles. Smirking, he pulls out of her completely.

"No!" she cries out in frustration, her release escaping her altogether.

He grabs her by the elbow and flips her onto her back. A low moan escapes him as he takes in the look on Sakura's face, cheeks flushed and eyes bright with unshed tears as he keeps denying her the completion she so desperately wants. He nestles himself between her open legs and claims her mouth hungrily, ignoring the movements and light shuffling in his peripheral.

"I want to see your face when you come," Sasuke rasps against her parted lips. Then he swallows her moans, running his tongue along the back of her teeth while slowly grinding his throbbing length along her pussy's swollen lips.

He pulls away from her again so that he could see all of her. Her face, twisted with need. Patches of red, purple, and yellow all over her neck and all across her chest. The way her tits rise and fall with her every breath, her hard nipples begging to be touched, to be licked and sucked on. Right down to the place where they are touching, where he continues to tease her at his own expense.

Sasuke rubs the tip of his cock against her clit and Sakura whimpers, quivering. "Please…"

He lowers his hands to his sides and lets her take control. She begins to grind against him, sliding her folds up and down his length. She holds his gaze the entire time and he sucks in a sharp breath when she raises her hips enough to grind against his tip. "Fuck me," he implores, nearing his own limit.

Without missing a beat, Sakura slowly takes him into her tight cunt, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as he fills her once again. She rocks against him, artfully clenching and unclenching around him to get back at him. And he only lets her get away with so much before he gives in to his own desire for completion.

He stills her movements and raises her hips slightly. She licks her lips in anticipation when he pulls out, only to drive himself into her to the hilt. Then he bucks savagely against her and she's brought closer and closer to the edge as the room is filled with his low groans and animalistic growls, skin slapping harshly against skin, and her own cries.

Sasuke starts fucking into her at an angle, hitting the spot that makes her thighs quiver and her eyes roll back. "Oh god, yes! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

She tightens around him and she cries out his name in a low guttural moan that she hides in the crook of his neck and he only has a second to be annoyed that he could never hear her moan his name the way that he's always dreamed of before her release undoes him, too. He pulls out and her fingers quickly wrap around his cock, getting rid of the rubber. His eyes slipped shut in ecstasy, feeling her squeezing him tight and pumping him fast until he's spilling himself on her flat stomach.

He only gives himself a moment to admire the way he stains her skin before he collapses on top of her and her arms go around him in a lax embrace. Sakura closes her eyes as she tries to catch her breath, her harsh breathing almost deafening to her own ears. Then she feels Sasuke's soft lips pressing lazy kisses to her neck, her breast, her stomach, right on the spot where her heart beats rapidly. She cups the nape of his neck and plays with his damp hair, giggling as he continues trailing kisses across her skin while she comes down from her high.

Then he presses his lips to her forehead and it's so tender that her eyes snap open, and she finds herself looking into hazy pools of black−

"And cut!"

Then the illusion fades and Naruto comes into view with a camera in his hand. Of course, she tells herself, that's all it is. Sasuke Uchiha is just a much better actor than she gives him credit for.

"Good job, guys! That was, um−really good. Looked like a lot of fun. As always."

Sasuke reaches for a pillow and chucks it at their cameraman before he falls next to her in exhaustion, arm still draped over her middle and she laughs.

"Fuck−Sasuke−god," she mutters incoherently, bringing a smug smirk to his lips. She cups his cheek and kisses his jaw. "That was amazing," she sighs, still reeling from it all, still tingling as she crawls out of his hold and drags herself out of bed. She makes a beeline for the bathroom, as is their routine.

Sakura gets into the shower right after peeing and runs it cold. She doesn't want to, not really. She wants to lay with him in the afterglow. She wants to feel Sasuke's touch linger on her skin for just a little longer, but she's slick with sweat and she's sticky between her thighs and his cum is smudged across her stomach, and she doesn't want her friends to think she's weird for not wanting to clean all of that off immediately.

Sakura and Sasuke have been making amateur porn videos for almost a year now, something they resorted to in desperate times, in order to make ends meet. It's not until three months ago that they asked Naruto for help, him being a film major and all. And it's a good side hustle; they make enough money to pay for rent at the end of each month and they have enough leftover for savings. Five videos in and Sakura should have enough to put her through one year of medical school.

That's all it is, a job. It's porn, it's acting . But sex with her childhood best friend is explosive and mind-numbing and not one of the multiple orgasms he's ever given her is just acting . And as she massages her scalp with shampoo she remembers the way he kissed her forehead and she wonders how long she could keep this up… pretending, in the small windows of time when they are filming, that it's real…

Frustrated by her silly little childhood crush, she pushes her face into her hands, forgetting that they are covered in shampoo. The burning in her eyes is immediate and she's flailing blindly when she hears the subject of her thoughts come up behind her.

"The fuck did you do this time?" he asks with fond exasperation. Shaking his head and rolling his eyes, he takes her face in his hands and gently rubs the soap out of her eyes, directing her face towards the spray of the shower. She tries not to shiver when his hands trail down her sides and her hips before he completely steps away.

"Ah! Stop laughing at me!" she groans and when she opens her green eyes, they're red. She turns her back to the shower to rinse her hair, her soaked body facing towards him. She closes her eyes again and completely misses the way his eyes trails up and down her form. Then he shakes his head, internally berating himself for looking at her that way when she's so trusting, so comfortable in his presence.

He clicks his tongue impatiently and grabs her by the waist, switching their positions so that he could use the shower−and to hide his half-hard dick from her view. She merely sticks her tongue out childishly then proceeds to lather herself with body wash, both of them secretly wishing it were his hands roaming all over her slick body.

Sasuke turns the shower knob to the coldest and closes his eyes under the freezing rain to clear his mind, to calm his arousal. And his breathing only evens out when Sakura starts humming from behind him. And he thinks that no matter how good it feels to be inside her, to have her lips around his cock, these moments just hit differently. The comfortable intimacy, close but not touching, being naked and not having to be sexual. It almost… makes it all feel real…

He shakes his head before the thought leads to anything. It wouldn't do him well to entertain these thoughts, especially not when one of their agreements included maintaining professionalism and, above all, maintaining their friendship.

It's not until they've turned the shower off, about to dry themselves when they notice their friend still there, sitting on the toilet bowl with his camera still directed at them.

"You're still here?" Sasuke growls.

"Come on, they love this domestic shit!" Naruto reasons, backing up towards the door when the other boy glowers at him. "Makes them feel bad for being single and jerking off."

Sakura wraps her towel around her and crosses her arms over her chest, fuming. "Get out, Naruto!"

a/n: so this does have plot. the title is just... because ssk n skr make porn... without plot...