Lovers of the Blond Mother Lover

by supernaturalsex

He wasn't like most mortals; he could bend and sculpt the world, time, people's perceptions, turning every reality into a favorable situation. Having achieved his dream of claiming his mother, while falling in love and knocking up his best friend's mother, he was enjoying the fruits of his labor. But of course life always finds a way to fuck shit up. *Sequel to TBML*

If you're not familiar with "The Blond Mother Lover", you should give that a read before moving forward with this sequel. None of the harem members with the exception of Kushina and Mikoto have had sexual relations with Naruto in the prequel. Therefore, it's important for you to understand how those women were introduced and how they've developed as characters thus far. Not only that, but you must also experience the character growth of Naruto, Kushina and Mikoto respectively, as they were the protagonists.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Naruto franchise. If I did, the blond would be paired with Kushina and Mikoto, and fillers would consist of him nailing MILFs.

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Chapter #01: Densetsu no Senshi

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"I'M CUMMMMINNNGGGG, SOCHI-KOI!"

The trees hidden among the Leaves were conspicuous tonight as moonlight was engulfing the village with its grace. Among this glorious night were stars, as if the sky was the most perfect of black birthday cakes and the stars were sugar-sweets that Kami-sama had sprinkled upon it. With a gentle breeze carrying through the air, it was the quintessential night to lay down on an open field and just drink it all in. However, enjoying this gift from the heavens wasn't on the agenda tonight as his attention was rooted by the gaping of her mouth as she moaned, the rich tresses matted to her cheeks, the sweat trickling down her face.

Sex with MILFs was as close as a mortal man could get to heaven on earth in his opinion, but this was his mother.

His heavily pregnant mother.

She wasn't his best friend's mommy, so he would never fuck her that hard, but he stopped giving it to her rough soon after knocking her up. This didn't change even after Tsunade Senju had bolstered the redhead's cervix with medicinal chakra, as he refused to potentially harm his unborn child. Even now, he was tunneling in and out of her, but at a relaxed pace. This was rewarding in its own right as her big, rounded tummy wobbled with even the gentlest of his thrusts. Taking it slow also helped with reaching out and embracing the chakra signature growing inside her.

Most husbands were incapable of taking care of their wives, which was why he used to fuck the shit out of those neglected angels. One amazing quality of pregnant wives, though, was their immense sexual appetite — there was nothing quite like it. In his father's case, the man's tiny dick and finishing in a Yellow Flash rendered him absolutely powerless against his mother. She was already a goddess in the sack with her near infinite stamina, but powered with a pregnancy-charged libido?

Yeah, the cuck was no match against that kind of pussy.

There were a couple of downsides to her being pregnant, though none were more prominent than her mood-swings. She was already notorious for being temperamental, but there was no way any man other than himself could handle this extra Red-Hot Habanero. There was also some comical relief involved, such as her food cravings. After all, a normal person wouldn't think of dipping a chicken sausage into melted chocolate.

"Kami, look at those tits," whispered Naruto, pulling his hand away from her engorged clitoris as he was mesmerized by his parent's jiggling orbs of flesh. It was normal for pregnant women to experience swelling in various parts of their bodies. One of the more common areas was the feet, as "clown feet" was a term often given to expecting mothers. His mother was hit there as well as her arms, but the most significant areas that swelled up were her already luscious tits and ass.

Most women start producing colostrum from about sixteen to twenty-two weeks of pregnancy, but she had yet to produce it. This wasn't a red flag, however, because according to her, she didn't start leaking until the middle of her third trimester when she was pregnant with him. Once that happened with this pregnancy, however, she would have to pry him off her because he planned to milk her dry every single day until she gave birth to their child. Reaching down, he started squeezing and groping her tits, really testing the elasticity of her udders.

She wiped the sweat from her face, giggling within moans. "You are such a naughty son, dattebane."

Even now saying those words made her quiver with excitement. It's been nearly a year since she began cheating on her husband and the transformation she went through was inconceivable. Her self-esteem shot through the roof with the knowledge that her mate was helplessly in love with her. And of course, the constant sex was great, especially since he was so much bigger than her spouse. A somewhat uncomfortable nudge in her cervix brought her out of her trip down memory lane as he rammed his cock into the furthest reaches of her vagina. At times she still couldn't believe that the man fucking her was that adorable whiskered baby boy she gave birth to.

"I suppose I am," replied Naruto with a chuckle. Wet, squishy noises echoed through the bedroom as he began delivering deep, womb-bursting thrusts, all while forming deranged shapes with her tits. "Should I stop fucking you? Do you want to go back to tou-san?"

"W-why...would...I...ever g-go back..." whimpered the Hokage's wife, her violet orbs glossing over while her pregnant belly shook as though an earthquake had gone off in her intestines. "Tooo…Minato's...tiny...dick..."

Her massive tits began bouncing, almost to the point they were flopping up and around her chest. Around her navel, just above her landing strip, the words "sochi-koi's" were glowing a brilliant green, triggering her engorged clitoris. This tattoo was special as it was powered by fuinjutsu, making each contact of his cock with her cunt a cataclysmic collision. His girth was akin to her fist, but somehow his shaft became a little fatter, and at times she was forced to take a breather since the stretching would become too uncomfortable. Not only that, but the length of his shaft also grew, not by much, but it slid from fourteen-and-a-half inches to a full fifteen. It was fortunate that she had her cervix strengthened by Tsunade.

"Fuck...oh, fuck! I'm gonna cum again, dattebane!"

Meanwhile, in the Uchiha compound, a pregnant Mikoto Uchiha could be seen tapping her foot repeatedly, pouting like a baby whose toy was stolen away. "I want my daddy."

"You know, if Naruto-sama saw you like this...he'd take you upstairs," replied Fugaku, a thrill ripping through him at the thought of his wife getting screwed by their son's best friend. "I fail to see why you can't be at the Uzumaki compound tonight. You're bound to earn a visit from him anyway if you continue being sad."

"I..." began the married woman, only for the words to die down her throat. If she was in emotional turmoil and her love wasn't there at that very second, he'd automatically receive a distress signal from her ring, which was powered by a fuinjutsu seal that was linked to her emotions. Unfortunately, there was only so much he could do while they were both going crazy from pregnancy. It was wrong of her to want him at her beck and call, especially since her fellow MILF needed him just as much, but she couldn't help but feel this way.

It didn't help that she was desperately trying to repair the shaky relationship she had with her daughter-in-law. Her eldest had gotten married to his long-time girlfriend four months ago, but they had already moved out prior to that. She tried to stop them, stating that Itachi was the clan heir, and that she planned to give this compound to him as a wedding present. Izumi was not having any of that, however. She refused to stay under the same roof as "an adulterer", especially since the affair resulted in pregnancy. It pained her greatly to hear this from the girl who she considered her daughter, but she was forced to live with the consequences of her actions.

And then there was Miya, who her youngest son had proposed to two weeks ago. There was a special bond between them initially, but everything went to shit after the purplelette uncovered the truth. After Izumi left, the last thing Mikoto wanted was for her future daughter-in-law to leave her as well. Sadly, this couple was also out of her reach as the girl was heavily influenced by Izumi. She knew it was hard on Sasuke, but she also had to take his future into consideration. He wasn't in the same situation as his brother, but it may be for the best that he follows in his older brother's example. This would've been heartbreaking for the Uchiha Matriarch under normal circumstances, but while she was pregnant?

Thank Kami she wasn't handling this alone.

xXx

The sun was blanketing the planet's inhabitants in its generous warmth. Plants were greedily drinking it in and so were the trees as it had rained quite hard last night. However, not a being needed it more than Mikoto Uchiha, who was grabbing onto the rails of her balcony, taking in her surroundings, all while working the muscles in her glutes as her rosebud blossomed out and dilated around her son's best friend's cockhead. Red tomoes flared as her eyebrows knitted in concentration, her face cringing while raising herself on her tippy toes. The elastic rim of her orifice continued slipping over and clinging to his shaft until it was sucking him into her anus and welcoming him inside.

There was no gradual transition between the penetration and him going balls-deep inside her. Just seconds after cramming the tip into her, he grabbed her shaking hips before ramming the rest into her. She screamed as her asshole was forced to carve a new space for his shaft while her clitoris throbbed and wailed as his massive testicles smacked against it. The vehement thrust also resulted in a raucous hum as her bounteous tits clapped against the glass wall beneath the steel rail she was clutching for dear life. "YOU'RE SO DEEP IN MY ASS, DADDY!"

If applied right, fuinjutsu can take sex to the next level. There were two seals in place on the balcony. One acted as a dual-layer glass wall that allowed them to see out of it, but prohibited any pedestrians from peeking through it. This wasn't necessary for where they were currently located, seeing as they could only see greenery and a Suiton-created pond, but it was better not to take any risks. Then there was the second seal—a silencing barrier—which kept sound from exiting the balcony, allowing the blackette to scream to her heart's content.

Sex with him was overwhelming before he grew out of his already monstrous cock. But now that he was fifteen inches long and was a little thicker than before, she had to be extra careful, even though her chakra-enhanced cervix could probably handle it. The one thing that elated her was that this happened while she was pregnant, making her feel secure about the physical changes she herself was going through. While thinking straight was nigh-impossible, she was able to spot the flock of birds flying past her field of vision like it was happening in slow motion. She gritted her teeth, mindlessly bucking her hips, her g-spot overwhelmed by the desperate signals her anal ring was channeling through her core.

"Such a good girl," cooed Naruto, his eyes squinting slightly as his best friend's mother's butthole collapsed around his cock, nearly decapitating the head. Sliding his hands up from her shaking, pregnant belly to her chest, he began sampling her tits, squeezing and fondling them. She was already starting to produce milk, and he made sure to drain her during every one of their sex sessions. Unfortunately, she wasn't leaking right now because he had suckled her prior to taking her out on the balcony.

It was difficult arriving at an agreement, but Mikoto was able to convince her daughter-in-law to move out of the place she had purchased with Itachi and move back into the clan compound. The only condition was that she'd have to leave. Obviously, she wasn't thrilled, but she was okay with it since this also got Miya to come back with Sasuke.

And so, she brought up the idea to her best friend to construct a new compound away from their respective homes. Naruto tried, but both of his goddesses refused to accept his offer of leaving a shadow clone behind with one whenever he was with the other. It didn't elate the blackette that she'd have to listen in on her lover screwing his mother when it wasn't her turn, but there wasn't much she could do about that. This didn't exactly excite the redhead either; however, she also agreed that it was better than their previous situation.

With a strident growl, he began digging his giant dick out of his godmother's asshole. This was easier said than done because she was clenching her buttocks as well as her thighs, orgasming with all her might. Juices were splashing out of her, drenching the balcony floor and the fuinjutsu-powered glass wall isolating them from the outside world. Finally, he yanked himself out of her, causing the outer-rim of her anus to balloon out, gaping as it adjusted to the lack of cock stretching it open. "Let's head back inside. I want to see that pregnant stomach shake as you ride my cock."

Mikoto's matronly thighs were quivering as she accepted the younger man's hand. Leave it to him not to be even the slightest bit winded after making her cum so fucking hard. Her big, fat ass wobbled while her massive tits bounced against her chest as he began leading her back inside their bedroom through the sliding door of the balcony. She now found herself on the bed, standing on either side of him, the words of her "Daddy's girl" tattoo glowing just above her navel. Now hovering over his enormous tower of meat, she started lowering herself, her expanded tummy vibrating in anticipation.

The following screams easily carried downstairs where a red-haired MILF was sitting on the sofa, her arms folded against her massive chest. "All right, that's it. How can that bitch scream so loud?"

"Calm down, Kushina-sama," commented Minato, amused. "You're just angry you lost that game of rock-paper-scissors."

"It was stupid to not follow our time-schedule and bet on who gets sochi-koi tonight. And that baka crow even deactivated the silencing barrier! Just you wait, Mikoto..." hissed the expecting, cheating housewife. There wasn't much to the schedule, really. For a few days in the week, she'd have Naruto in the morning while Mikoto would have him during the night. After a couple of days, the timing would be swapped, thus allowing them to share him fairly. Outside of sex, they'd both be able to be with him since they were living under the same roof now.

He shook his head; his wife could be a little over the top sometimes. When she was pregnant with their son, she was like a ticking time bomb as any little thing could set her off. It didn't help that he was spending most of his time in the office, something he still regretted to this day. Not much has changed during this pregnancy, seeing as she was still as emotional as ever. Although he was here more often now, his presence wasn't as necessary to her as his master's was.

Early on in his marriage, if a fortune teller had informed him that in the span of one year, his focus would go from serving Konoha as the Hokage to serving his son as an obedient cuckold, he would've had them executed. But here he was, sitting beside his wife while she was eagerly waiting for the young man to finish fucking her best friend.

Such was one of life's greatest mysteries.

xXx

When presented with a chance to lay in a cotton cloud, what else was there to do other than roll around on it without a care for the world? Suddenly, playtime was over as the light shining down on her became engulfed by darkness. She focused her cerulean blue eyes and began kicking her little feet, a smile threatening to split her face. "Bah, gah!"

He cachinnated while fussing over the three-and-a-half-month old infant who had stolen his heart, just as their mother had. "You little munchkin!"

"Dah!" argued her week-older companion, shaking her head as her black hair fell over her face. Suddenly, crimson pupils swirled around, replacing her baby blues, easily peeking through the forest of her hair. A deep rumble then erupted from her tummy, and she began laughing as her father began tickling her sides.

"Okay, okay," said Naruto with a grin. "You win, Setsuna-chan."

His daughter with Fugaku's wife was an anomaly because she was born with an active sharingan, thus shattering Itachi's record for being the youngest Uchiha ever to activate the dōjutsu. This shocked him and his married lover; however, they both arrived at the conclusion that this had to do with her inheriting his bottomless chakra. Tsunade later confirmed this to be the case.

Because it was harmful for his daughter to keep the sharingan active, Naruto was forced to seal it via fuinjutsu. A couple of weeks later, when she was turning one month old, Mikoto began giving her visual demonstrations on how to activate and deactivate the sharingan. It may have proved impossible for a normal baby, but with her dōjutsu unsealed, Setsuna was able to record the process and perform it with ease. She was a month and a half older now, and could manipulate it at will, though it'd force-activate if the situation demanded it.

Both he and his mother were chakra monsters, so it made sense that their daughter would become one as well. Unsurprisingly, Akane Uzumaki was born with chakra levels exceeding that of the average jōnin. Angering her was a foolish idea because she was capable of unconsciously summoning Adamantine Chakra Chains if pushed over the edge. This only happened once to Jiraiya when he was annoying her, but it was enough to send her parents on high alert. Thankfully, she was a happy baby, and she was the most content with her sister.

The vast majority were aware of Kushina's pregnancy, but no one in the general public had seen Akane so far. It was protocol for the royal infant to be isolated from society until it was deemed okay. This was the case when Naruto was born, as the first time the redhead showed him off to her friends was when was around four months old. This was also a similar case for Mikoto when Sasuke was born, as she waited about three months before going out in public.

The Hokage was obviously allowed to see Kushina's daughter because he was her husband as well as their son's cuckold. Similarly, Fugaku and his sons were allowed to see Setsuna because they were immediate family. Izumi had also paid the babies a visit a handful of times, but Miya hadn't bothered to do so — she was one stubborn girl. Tsunade was also an exception as she was granted regular access, but that was because she helped deliver the babies and was their family doctor.

"Ba?" cooed Setsuna, reaching out and flailing her hands about. "Da, da!"

Naruto was full of emotion as he lifted the infant out of the crib and she instantly latched onto him like a lifeline. There were no words that could describe how heartwarming it was that his little angel was so possessive of him. It was then a whimper made his entire world come to a screeching halt. Looking down, he saw his red-haired daughter staring up at him with watery eyes. "Sorry, Akane-chan."

Even the hue of the afternoon sun was mere candlelight when put against the brilliance of her smile as her father freed her from that prison. A hand gently then tapped against the puffiness of her cheek, just as she was about to nuzzle her cheek against the blond's face. She giggled as her sister cooed and babbled at her. "Una, bane!"

"Did you hear that?!"

The blond bull grinned as the girls began shuffling around in his arms as their mothers came sauntering towards them donning silk robes that were practically glued to their voluptuous curves. Tsunade had recommended that they both wait six weeks to have sex again, which was ludicrous to him. He still went along with that, though the mothers commented nearing the end that they wished to prolong this dry spell, just until they get back into shape again.

It was obvious that they felt they weren't good enough with this excess weight, but even thinking so was an insult to the undying love he had for them. However, seeing as they were so determined, he decided not to comment as he respected their opinion more than his own. Even though their worlds were orbiting around the babies, they were working out whenever they got the time. A month has passed since then, and he couldn't believe how fast they had brought themselves back to their pre-pregnancy MILF physiques.

"She just said 'Una'."

"She's saying her sister's name already," cooed Mikoto, her black hair swaying as she collected the red-haired baby from her mate. "You're so smart, Akane-chan!"

Kushina was giggling as a tiny Uchiha was on her like a moth to a flame. It took all she had not to squeal as she began speaking in baby talk, playing with her long, red hair, just as she had with her sister. "Why are you so cute, una-chan?!"

The dream was for his lovers to accept one another as equals and realize that neither could ever replace the other. Obviously, this was easier said than done. But there was no point of a goal if it was easily accomplished, so he refused to give in and continued working on their relationship. By the end of it all, his life's purpose was met and it was cemented by the fact that the MILFs genuinely treated the other's biological daughter as their own.

Time has a way of standing still because the arteries leading to the heart can freeze if the moment is precious enough. That's exactly what happened as he observed his lovers cradling their baby daughters. He wasn't sure how long he was trapped in that trance, but when his mental clock started ticking again, he found that the excitable girls had fallen asleep in their mothers' arms. He watched in silent amazement as the MILFs placed the babies back in their crib.

"Oh, daddy," twittered Mikoto, puckering her glossy pink lips that looked perfect for stretching around a thick cock. "I think I'm in need of punishment."

Kushina giggled as she brought her hands to the knot tying her robe together. "No offense, but I think sochi-koi is more interested in watching me get naked for him."

The Hokage's son hadn't seen his mother in a state of undress for two months now because he didn't trust himself with her or her surrogate sister. But now the saliva was drying up in his mouth, watching as inch after inch of flawless, creamy skin was exposed to his now-hooded eyes. Clad in a skimpy, black lace bra, her massive tits were jiggling with the slightest movement she was making, threatening to burst through the garment. The material of the bra covered the bottom portions of her big tits and not much else, leaving a huge expanse of smooth, bare flesh exposed, as well as fully showcasing the canyon of smooth, mouth-watering cleavage in between.

He wasn't presented time to continue visually worshipping her as his other baby mama undid her robe as well. It was then they began masterfully teasing him with their robes, showing him just enough to stir the monster trapped within his trousers. The training had paid off as their bodies were back to their pre-pregnancy states. In full honesty, they looked even better than they did then, if such a thing was even possible. The robes were now dangling near the magical territory between their legs, but his eyes were focused on their tattoos, his heart racing from seeing "Daddy's girl" and "Sochi-koi's" proudly decorating their respective skin.

By the time he snapped out of it, he found that they were both donning underwear, sheathing their pussies from his lustful eyes. Oh, how he wanted to have them slide those pesky things an inch to the side so he could feast on their delicious, rich, puffy pink folds. It was then they spun around, almost as though they knew he was desiring to see if this training was fruitful for their bubble-butts. Packaged nicely in a pair of lace panties, he began drinking in the sight of the garment riding along the upper clefts of their perfectly formed, firm, juicy and absolutely fat asses.

He swallowed a lump in his throat, his voice hoarse. "What's going on, here?"

"Oh, I think you know," quipped Sasuke's mother as she began twerking, slowly, picking up speed only for a second before slowing down again. "History has a way of repeating itself, and so now we're going to revisit that threesome."

"And before you ask: this was our idea, dattebane," chimed in Minato's wife, who was also twerking, her babymaker flopping up and down, practically shaking out of her panties. "You didn't complain when Mikoto-chan and I told you we needed additional time to get back into shape, even though the lack of sex was killing you. So now you are getting rewarded for it."

The first time they had a threesome was also the last as things were awkward between the MILFs from that night onward. It wasn't obvious the morning after, but it started to sink in during the two weeks Mikoto was there with them. They were best friends, but at times it felt like they were complete strangers. He didn't say anything then since the blackette was set to depart to Konoha so that he could enjoy some private time with his mother. However, he did confirm that only after her departure did the redhead ease up.

The first thing he did after returning home was sit them down for a chat. Hosting this open conversation ended up being the right call because it was just what the women needed to clear the air. It was through this he confirmed that neither of them regretted having a threesome with him. All it boiled down to was not knowing how to act around one another after the fact. It was understandable that there was embarrassment from their end — Kushina more-so than Mikoto.

"Giving you both time to adjust isn't grounds for a reward," said Naruto finally, mesmerized by the ladies' routine. It was obvious that this was rehearsed as their choreography was fluid. "Besides, I didn't even notice how fast time has passed because of our girls."

"Oh, but you're wrong," argued Mikoto, flawlessly thrusting her hips and raising her arms as though she was twirling a semi-transparent wrap through the air. Sliding and gliding like a ballerina, she closed in on her son's best friend and pressed herself against him, her bounteous breasts mashing against his right-hand side. "You think that you haven't done much, but that's just you being you. This is more than you taking care of us. This is more than you giving us the space and your support. This is even more than you being a doting father."

Kushina nodded, swaying her hips left and right, like the pendulum of a clock, moving with her brain-conjured beat. Her big, juicy tits were bouncing around within her bra, which was surprisingly containing them throughout her routine. Having also just approached her son, she pressed herself against his unoccupied side, smothering him with her luscious tits. "Things were a bit weird between Mikoto-chan and I the last time we did this, but I can promise you that we will handle it a lot better this time around."

There was no immediate action from his end, not even when the MILFs began peppering kisses on the sides of his neck. It took a moment for his brain to register this as genuine acceptance as their actions backed their verbal claims. His heart was racing as he dragged his hands down and gathered handfuls of their delectable booties. He didn't fondle or squeeze; he just held onto their asses like he was cradling precious cargo.

Mikoto was closest to his face at the time as she began working her mouth up to his jaw. Craning his head slightly, he smashed his lips against hers, and just with that one act he was rendered immobile. Kisses have a way of channeling feelings that not even words are able to convey. However, they were losing themselves just pressing their lips together while staring into each other's eyes. Wet smacking noises soon filled the room as they began working their respective jaws, smooching one another tenderly, sweetly, lovingly, lustfully.

"Mmm…" moaned Sasuke's mother, instinctively closing her eyes as her saliva sizzled against the delicious exterior of his tongue. Her voice was muffled, but it was tremulous — and for good reason. After all, there was no sex to be had in the past two months; not even a kiss. Although the latter wouldn't have been so bad, she didn't want to take any risks since his libido was ungodly. It wasn't like she was happy about it, either. Kami, how she had dreamt about cutting her training short and jumping his bones.

Kushina, in the meanwhile, was ardently kissing along her son's neck, covering every inch of his skin in love-bites. Her hands were also hard at work; her right caressing the upper slope of his back while the fingers of her left were circling his abs through his shirt. Being together with him has helped catapult her evolution into the MILF she is today. Despite this, she still felt jealous of her sister because the blackette had five years on her.

But every time she would feel like she wasn't worth it, her son would step in and prove her wrong. True enough, as she lifted her head, he crashed his lips against hers, pulling her in for a deep, passionate kiss. Her eyes fluttered as she began smooching him for the first time in two months. "Mhmm…I…missed this…so much."

Mikoto drowned out her friend's moans as she reached behind her back, and with deft fingers, effortlessly unclasped her bra. The garment practically slingshot forward from the massive force it was trying to hold back, causing her big, juicy breasts to plop out before bouncing around, jiggling into place. Massive, round, and full, they vaulted off her chest, firm and proud, riding close together to form a perfect chasm of cleavage while also standing out on the sides. The icing on the creamy white cake, of course, were her rosy pink nipples, which were throbbing in excitement. "Tonight I'm going to be the naughtiest mommy in the whole world."

His heart had just secured first place in the marathon it was participating in as he overwhelmed his mother's mouth with his tongue, all while angling his hands to where he was sliding them down the MILFs' respective panties. It felt incredible digging his hands through their rear-valleys, feeling his palms burning from the heat emitting from their buttholes. He dragged his hand further, until he was cupping their pussies. He began massaging their outer lips, teasing them both with his fingers.

Just then, Fugaku and Minato both came sauntering through the bedroom door, having been mentally summoned by their master. This was made possible through a fuinjutsu seal that Naruto had created. Radio technology allowed shinobi to communicate with one another through an earpiece. However, this seal was a permanent fixture on their foreheads, though it was invisible to the naked eye. This seal would activate from the blond's end, and he had the choice to speak to one or both cuckolds.

"I'm going to need you both to watch over the kids tonight," commanded Naruto with a tone of finality. "I'll be having sex with your wives all night. Oh, and make sure you both have breakfast prepared for us in the morning."

Itachi's father swallowed a lump in his throat, his tiny pecker swelling in his trousers. His sexy wife was getting played with in front of him, but he wasn't sure if his master was touching her pussy or her asshole since she was wearing panties. Because he was forbidden from seeing them fornicate, witnessing them in this illicit setting was making him delirious. "H-hai, Naruto-sama."

Minato wasn't faring any better than his fellow cuckold as he was clenching his chicken thighs together, nearly crushing his little balls. Oh, how he wished he could go with them and watch, but he dared not question his master's orders. "We won't let you down, sochi-sama."

There was no response from Naruto other than a nod, not that he needed to acknowledge them with anything more than that. Then, without warning, and with a thrust of his hands, he scooped the men's spouses up by their pussies, balancing them on just the palm of his hands.

"E-eep!" squealed Kushina in a tone resembling a frantic schoolgirl. This was one of those times when she was reminded that despite being a voluptuous MILF, her son was like a god compared to her husband.

Mikoto smacked her lips together, her creamy complexion slowly turning sanguine. "You're so strong, daddy."

He was all smiles while making his way out the bedroom, carrying both MILFs like trophies.

xXx

"K-k-kaa..."

Venelana Gremory's once well-kept flaxen tresses were now wild and messy, marked by dirt and the blood of her enemies. This didn't just extend to her hair; her clothes were torn in multiple places, and her glistening skin was littered with cuts. But the condition she was in mattered none as she was cradling her eight-year-old daughter. She had ordered a pair of servants to take her baby girl away and not return until they were in the clear. Unfortunately, the servants were killed on-route, leaving the child completely exposed. She was caught up in fighting when she heard the news, but by the time she got there, it was already too late — Ophis had already made her move.

So now she was sitting here, in the middle of the battleground, surrounded by hundreds of corpses, hugging her dying daughter. The emotional turmoil she was in only skyrocketed when the girl tenuously grabbed onto her hand, just like she used to when she was a baby. "It's okay…it's okay…you can close your eyes now, Rias-chan."

The next five minutes felt like a lifetime as she stared emptily down at her now-deceased daughter. There was no chance for treatment as there were almost no souls left in the Underworld. It started off with that warning, but then Ophis began exterminating devils one by one, and at random intervals, so they never saw it coming. Her husband was still of the opinion of handing Grayfia over, but she would never let that happen. She fought him when he wanted to arrange a marriage between their baby girl and Riser. How could she call herself a mother and then take away her daughter's choice at love? Her husband was acrimonious, but she ultimately won that standoff.

Needless to say, she put her foot down, and as expected, her husband didn't take this opposition lightly. Not only did he argue with her, he had the temerity to threaten her. That was the boiling point for her, so she let him know that either he let go of this foolish notion of blabbing to the elders or she would be forced to take matters into her own hands. Being the arrogant man he was, he couldn't stomach the idea of obeying her command.

Going against her husband was one of her defining moments. She betrayed the sanctity of their marriage by breaking their vows, but she didn't regret it — he had forced her hand. And so, with a heavy heart, she killed him in their living room. Others feared him, but he was all talk and no bite, and he was nothing against her Power of Destruction. Although those from the Gremory clan were outraged, they could do nothing about it as she was biologically a Bael. Having usurped his seat, she called for an immediate meeting in which she informed all of devilkind to prepare to wage war against the Infinity Dragon.

She craned her head, paying a cursory glance at her fallen kin. Their corpses already looked devoid of skin and were starting to get pitted by burrowing insects. This may have come to a shock to humans, but it was nothing new to her as the decomposition rate for devils was rather quick. None of these people were aware that the reason they had perished was to protect her daughter-in-law. Among them were her parents, both of whom had shared her husband's viewpoint, but fortunately overlooked it because of their love for her. All of these deaths would hang over her for the rest of her days, and her heart would bare it because there was no price she wouldn't pay to protect her family.

Gently laying her daughter on the ground, she pushed herself up on her knees and rose to her feet. Unfathomable hatred was burning through her peripherals as she spun on her heels. Ophis was the strongest entity out there, but she wasn't unbeatable. Thanks to her son's stratagem, they were able to land one decisive move with an amalgamation of their powers. She had stepped away to tend to Rias, but now it was time for her to deal with this monster.

"Ready to speak now?" hissed Venelana while accosting her captive, her expression blank as a fresh canvas. "Talk! How do we stop this curse?!"

"It...it surprises me...still...you got all these people killed…" gritted out Ophis, blood dribbling down the sides of her mouth. "Such...devotion...pitiful…"

Sirzechs looked up at his mother, his eyes red and swollen from having bade farewell to his sister earlier. It wasn't that he ever doubted her love for him, but he didn't think she'd sacrifice everything in her attempt to save him. She had offered herself up, which was denied by Ophis. She stood up against his father and killed him for disclosing this matter to the council. She stopped at absolutely nothing to protect him, and he loved her from the bottom of his heart for it.

Grayfia was unknowingly thinking along the same lines as her husband. There was no blood relation between them, but her mother-in-law did what not even her biological mother would've done for her. Even if she had multiple lifetimes to do it, she wouldn't be able to thank her enough. 'Kaa-sama…'

Little did the devils know, the fun wasn't over just yet. It was ludicrous to hold all eggs in one basket, and so she sought counsel from a mage beforehand. By tucking away a portion of magic away from her main reserves, she had it so this half would start coursing through her on the off-chance that she was incapacitated. This ended up being a perfect safety precaution as the devils had sealed her magic shortly after capturing her. The only problem was accessing it, which was why she willingly sat through the torture, all while gathering energy at a rate so slow that it was undetectable.

...and now it was showtime.

"Hey!" cried Venelana, having sensed the spike of energy. "Stop her!"

Sadly, not even Sirzechs, who was closest to her, was fast enough. All four of them were now engulfed in a bright light as a wormhole of sorts tore through the air. Ophis' tumultuous laughter filled their surroundings, only to be replaced with a scream as Grayfia jammed her hand through the dragon's chest, just above her heart. They couldn't afford to land a killing blow because they had to get that information out of her. But doing so didn't stop this portal from sucking them in. When the light died down, all that remained on the battlefield were the bodies of the now-exterminated devil race.

Traveling through space and time is fine in theory, but it's a completely different matter in execution. Perhaps it may prove fatal to humans because of their pathetic genetic makeup, but it wasn't harmful to beings like devils. Be that as it may, this current form of travel was proving onerous for even the devils. Because Ophis wasn't a hundred percent at the moment, the wormhole wasn't fully juiced up, and so the experience was unbearable for the devils as it felt like their souls were getting ripped from their bodies.

"Urgh," gritted out Sirzechs, slowly blinking back to reality as millions of light particles bombarded his field of vision. "Where are we?"

Grayfia shared her husband's confusion. They were now surrounded in lush, thick greenery, but it was a little difficult appreciating the beauty of the thickets and crystal blue pond nearby. Firstly, the situation they were previously in demanded that they remain vigilant. The most important reason was that breathing was proving onerous because of the shift in oxygen levels from their world and this one. The gravity here appeared to be a little heavier than the Underworld, but she was able to acclimate since she was a devil. What threw her off guard was the chakra she could sense for miles on end.

"What have you done?" sneered Venelana, grabbing a fistful of Ophis' hair. "Talk now!"

"Or...or what? You'll kill me?" spat Ophis, though the excruciating pain she was in made her sound like a frightened child rather than an evil dragoness. "News flash, bitch: that last move drained the last of my reserves. Do you know how fatal that is for a dragon?" she chortled with as much enthusiasm as she could muster when the devils went silent. "So, let me tell you a goodnight story just as a courtesy."

"I thi—"

"Wait," interrupted Venelana stonily. "Let her speak."

Grayfia simply nodded, deciding to trust her mother-in-law's judgment.

"Magic is all about balance," began Ophis, her exhaustion clearly evident as the color was fast draining from her face. "You can be the most gifted mage on the planet, but nature would never allow a spell like the one casted on the biblical God. Such a spell is derived from sinister means, and I like to call this the Fallen Angel effect."

Grayfia narrowed her eyes, running through everything she knew about mages. When she was younger, she was intrigued with magic, only to realize that she didn't have the talent for it. Serafall, her rival, on the other hand, had the best of both worlds with how naturally she picked up the art. Her heart clenched as the image of the bubbly woman invaded her thoughts. She used to get on her nerves, and at times she had tried to get her to leave her alone…and now her wish had come true. She would never be able to bother her again.

She was dead, just like the rest.

"I thought you made this clear when you first appeared to us," commented Sirzechs, scowling at her. "You mentioned back then that I was the first to get hit by the curse after God. How is that to surprise me now?"

Venelana shook her head, just as their opponent was about to speak. "No, honey: I think even an entire covenant wouldn't be enough to curse God. A spell of that caliber would've required them to gather energy from another source. That source could easily be another world."

"Wow," replied Ophis with a chuckle, idly grazing her fatal wound. "That is impressive. And yes, you're right. There was someone else who got struck down by this curse, but it was someone from another dimension."

"...this one," muttered Sirzechs, tensing as it sank in. "It was someone from this dimension."

Grayfia nodded along, slowly, as she also pieced the puzzle together. "If magic being about balance remains true, then that means this could've affected this person differently, sort of like Yin and Yang. You called this the 'Fallen Angel' effect. Do you mean to tell us that that faction was created from this curse?"

Ophis couldn't help but laugh, despite knowing it'd hurt. "You sure are an intelligent bunch. Those angels who came in contact with God after the fact ended up falling from grace. While it's an interesting story, I have no time to go over that...urgh..." she paused here, panting slightly while gritting her teeth. She could barely see from her eyes right now. "Anyway, you're right to assume that someone from this very dimension was also cursed. It was a young man who showed promise, a man who was destined for greatness...Indra."

When the covenant came seeking her assistance, she was all-too happy to aid them in finding an appropriate dimension. It had to be one with a vast amount of natural energy, and it had to be full of life. She had traveled to the Elemental Nations a couple of times prior to that, but stopped when Kaguya disappeared into thin air. Deciding on this planet was like killing two birds with one stone. It'd give her a reason to restart her search for her friend as well as commencing one for the curse's unfortunate victim. When she finally got around paying this place a visit, she was shocked to learn that Kaguya's grandson ended up being the aforementioned victim.

When Hagoromo's sons were born, only his youngest had inherited his godly powers. This obviously created a rift between the brothers, especially for Indra, the eldest, since this contrast left him incapable of becoming heir to the throne. All of that soon changed, however, as he was out training on one fateful day. He didn't know what hit him, but by the time he awoke from his unexpected slumber, the entire landscape was reduced to rubble and his dark pupils had become replaced with a pair of glowing, swirling red tomoes.

From the get-go, the effects of this never-before-seen dōjutsu began taking a toll on the young man. However, the full picture became evident to Ophis when she saw Indra beating his meat while watching his wife getting screwed by his more powerful brother. This wasn't a one-time thing, as the curse got passed down to his descendants, thus giving birth to the Curse of Hatred.

"Enough," snarled Venelana, yanking the dragoness from her thoughts. "Can this curse counteract the one casted on sochi?"

"Well..." what was a sarcastic response turned into a whimper as the exhaustion hit Ophis like a freight train. "F-fuck...I thought...I had more time…"

"Don't die yet, bitch!" cried Zeoticus' ex-wife, watching as the monster's eyes started to flutter. "Tell us!"

"Sad I can't...see...you...get cucked...by...Na...ruu…"

And with those final words, she closed her eyes, shuddering a few times before going limp, never to be heard from again.

"...no," whispered Grayfia as tears welled in her eyes. "No, no, noooo!"

Sirzechs knew there was a very strong possibility that he would die in the war. However, he never thought that he'd end up dying in a place so far from home. The reality was that he couldn't give his comrades a funeral. He couldn't give his friends a funeral. He couldn't even give his baby sister a funeral.

This was even worse than dying.

Venelana wasn't faring any better, but she knew she had to be strong, here. Ophis could've brought them to a barren dimension without any natural resources, yet she brought them here.

Why?

It was then her eyes widened as the dragon's final words came back to her. In particular, what she was trying to say, but wasn't able to get out. It was the name of the man Ophis wanted to impregnate Grayfia. '...Naruto Uzumaki.'

Now, they would just have to find him.

xXx

Minato's wife respired softly while grinding her hips on her son's right thigh, her panty-clad pussy throbbing as her outer lips smooched the hard skin of his immense quads. Her best friend was doing the same while perched on his left. Presently, they were inside a chamber located on the roof of their compound. The isolation from the rest of the bedrooms aside, it was the perfect location for sex because the entire structure was secured with silencing barriers. Then, of course, were the cameras that were installed inside the chamber, allowing them to film every second of their sexual escapades.

"I'm going to need some milk," said Naruto in a deep, husky voice. "Who wants to feed me first?" he saw that Sasuke's mother was about to answer, but he cut her off. "Actually, I'll let your tits decide."

Reaching out with both hands, he captured a healthy amount of his mother's breast with his right hand while doing the same to Fugaku's wife with his left. His mouth started to water, feeling the milk sloshing around in those udders. Not having sexual contact with them for two months had left him starving for them and he planned on making up for lost time. It made him feel a little bad that he'd be stealing food from his daughters, but they'd have to make do.

Daddy's gotta eat, too.

"Kami...I've missed this so much," mewled Mikoto as fireworks went off in her head. The pads of his fingers were laced in chakra, allowing him to manipulate her flesh as he groped her. "I want to get fucked so badly."

"Urgh...oh...so...mhmm...me...too, dattebane..." whimpered Kushina, her violet orbs glossing over as her son dragged his fingertips across her tit, just barely grazing her nipple. She could feel the bumps on her areola growing more pronounced, only to harden as he wrapped his hand around her aching nub.

The Black Maiden, being a true Uchiha, never wasted an opportunity to get the upper hand on her best friend. Her wedding ring smoothly weaved through their lover's golden spikes as she sank her hands in his hair while rocking her hips back and forth, sliding the creases of her vagina along his thigh, teasing him whilst stimulating herself.

Doing this allowed the excitement to carry over to her tits, causing milk to foam out of the pores of her nipples. This in turn resulted in him moving his head towards her heaving breast and sealing his lips on the tip of her big, puffy, leaking nipple. So much time has passed since he last suckled her that she was thrown off guard by the powerful suction of his mouth. Setsuna was never this needy, nor was Akane who she had fed on more than once occasion. Kushina did the same for Setsuna, of course, and she was sure the redhead would share this viewpoint.

"...baka crow," muttered Kushina, realizing she had fucked up by not keeping a close eye on her childhood friend. It wasn't all too bad, though, since she would be next to get suckled. Bringing a hand to her heaving, unoccupied breast, she began squeezing it, doubling the pleasure she was in since her son was still groping her other orb of flesh.

Just then, a beam of light entered Mikoto's peripherals and she let out a deep wail as creamy goodness spat out of her nipple like fumes from a launching rocket. There was something about discharging milk that was different from an orgasm, and this experience was so pleasurable to her that milk even began shooting out of her unsuckled-breast. "A-ah...soo...mhhm...yesssss...I'm cumming, daddy!"

Naruto was practically growling like a rabid beast as he consumed the married woman's breastmilk. The taste and the warmth of her milk was enough to set his chakra network ablaze, though nothing was reacting stronger than his awakening cock since she was also drenching his thigh with her gushing, panty-clad pussy. Finally, he disengaged from her heaving breast, only to latch onto her other one. Because this one was already leaking, getting her to squirt again proved to be a rudimentary task.

The female Uzumaki was practically dying for sexual release, as she was so close to orgasming from rubbing her cunt against her son's thigh that a fog was enveloping her brain cells. It was then she heard her best friend scream out for a second time, informing her that she was cumming again. There was no time granted to her to complain, however, as her son tightened his hold on her tit and then closed his mouth on her painfully erect, bubbling nipple.

"F-fuuuuccckkk!" hollered Kushina, her violet orbs fluttering as the weight she was carrying on her shoulders and in her breasts was lifted from the thick, creamy milk exploding from her nipples. "F-fuck...yessss...drink my milk, sochi-koi!"

She unknowingly thought along the same lines as her harem sister in comparing the intensity of his suckling to that of Akane and Setsuna. The little redhead in particular was a needy baby, but she wasn't even close to being as hungry as her son was when he was her age, let alone now. It was still a little overwhelming to her that their daughter was technically his sister, and that she was technically her granddaughter. However, such was the beauty of incest, a relationship that most close-minded civilians can never hope to understand with their primitive brains.

Her vagina reacted mere seconds after the milk started shooting from her breasts and now her juices were flowing out of her panties and soaking her son's trousers. Because she was still a greater squirter than her best friend, it took nearly half a minute for her to stop cumming. By the time she was done, she was a quivering mess, looking like a prostitute who just walked out of her first day on the job. Her moans edged on screams as he turned his attention to her other breast, ensuring that not a single drop goes to waste.

Mikoto, in the meantime, was breathing heavily, a hand buried in her soiled panties. "...that's so fucking hot."

It wasn't until his hunger was stated that he let go of his parent's tit. He leaned back, basking in the sight of his lovers riding their sexual highs. Although this did wonders for his mind, heart and soul, his cock was nowhere near content. Gathering the MILFs by their sides, he scooped them up while raising to his feet. He then lowered them to the ground just as he stood up.

Tucking his hands in the hem of his trousers, he tugged with a vengeance, watching on as his lovers obediently sank to their knees. It seemed like his cock would never end as inch after inch after inch of serpentine semi-soft shaft emerged from its fabric prison. Finally, the enormous mushroom head pulled free, and the full shaft flopped heavily out, laying before them, barely half-hard and easily as long and almost as thick as the forearms all around it. Thick veins wound all across its surface, leading their eyes in crazy, winding routes over his length, and a flared, reddened crown capping its tip.

"So fucking big," whispered Kushina, gnawing on her bottom lip. "How was I ever able to take that thing inside me? Kami, it's going to hurt so bad."

"I can't wait," purred Sasuke's mother, the red tomoes of her sharingan flaring as she absently activated her dōjutsu. With a grin dancing across her lips, she began caressing the mighty slab of cock-flesh, urging it towards its full, glorious size. The blood was now nearly visible as it coursed its way through the crisscrossing network of distended arteries and veins covering his lower abdomen, pumping through the prominent dorsal vein on the top of his immense shaft.

While her bestie was working the blond's cock, Kushina was reaching under the man's shaft, digging into his briefs once more and hauling forth a pair of jism-backed balls from the confines. She was in heaven as she began to heft and squeeze the heavy orbs, feeling the oceans of thick, creamy jism sloshing within. "I want to be stuffed with cum tonight, dattebane."

"I think I can make that happen," cooed Naruto, a wave of pleasure coursing through his throbbing dick as the MILFs fed blood to the monster. With every throb, it swelled larger, longer and thicker, growing harder and harder. Bowing in the middle, it began straining to lift its own weight as it grew stiffer and stiffer before finally giving a mighty lurch, standing proudly from his hips. A tempestuous pulse brought a spurt of precum through his urethra, and unsurprisingly just this single dollop was more than a normal man's entire load.

Mikoto cooed from the depths of her throat from inhaling the powerful, musky scent as reminded her why her husband lost her to this young man all those years ago. It could only be described as the pure essence of manliness, an entire gender distilled into an intoxicating odor, and it was potent to the degree it was soaking her thighs in a flood of her womanly nectar.

Her lips parted as her tongue peeked out, the pink muscle reaching forward toward the object of her desire. The oral contact was electric, and her vagina exploded as her plush, pillowy lips wrapped around him, engulfing him in a warm, wet embrace. Her cheeks hollowed as she began to suck, slurping hungrily, her eyelids fluttering with pure lust as she sucked the precum straight from the source. She wasn't allowed to spend a second more as her best friend bumped her aside and threw her mouth on his cock. "Greedy bitch."

Kushina's smirk was noticeable even as she planted kisses atop her son's cockhead. The pecks became less and less chaste as she began pressing her lips harder against him, before parting them as her tongue pushed through to join in, flattening against the side of his shaft to taste his musky essence. Soon, her lips formed a lewd "O", her head twisting this way and that, lustily making out with the unyielding flesh, leaving a soft pink ring of lipstick on the side of his beefy shaft.

Sensing his delight, she moved back to his cockhead and promptly lowered her mouth onto it, sucking it with so much force that she dragged out his precum with relative ease. Her loins were on fire as the familiar flavor of his potent cream drowned her taste-buds and the pure masculine musk flooded her nostrils. Her womb clenched deep inside her, her thighs suddenly soaked in sweet, womanly nectar.

Just then, she got thrown aside, as her best friend decided to return the favor. She grumbled as she worked her throat, savoring every last drop of the precum that she had summoned from her son's cock. "I'll have my revenge, baka crow."

Mikoto was back with a vengeance, her eyelids fluttering as she was buried in her son's best friend's cock. She kissed, sucked, and licked at every inch of the immense ball she could reach, spit-polishing the heaving, churning nut with unfettered lust, swiftly leaving every inch of the globe glistening with her saliva, giving the occasional muffled moan around a mouthful of ball-meat.

And when she began force-feeding herself his god-sized rod, she wasn't methodical like she normally was. Not having sucked him off for so long, deep-throating him was proving onerous, but she fought back her gag-reflex as her throat stretched lewdly around his thickness. Tears welled in her eyes as she stuffed inch after inch of his cock into her tight throat, swallowing over and over as she reached the halfway point, milking his shaft hungrily.

With a gasp, she released him from the depths of her throat, her breathing coming in ephemeral bursts. "I'm glad we're teaming up, Kushina-chan. I honestly don't think I'll be able to manage this without you."

The Hokage's wife could only nod, feeling the same way. Wrapping her hand around their lover's cock from the left, she began pumping up and down, with her fellow MILF doing the same but from the right. When they did this last year, they weren't in sync and it was kind of awkward. And while it was still awkward now, it didn't last long as they were able to find their rhythm. She turned her head, just slightly, not enough to take her eyes off his shaft, but enough for her to meet her best friend's gaze. She began pumping with burgeoning excitement, a wide grin curling to her lips, matching the one that the blackette was directing at her.

Naruto stared down at his married lovers, his eyes carrying so much lust that it was seducing the air around him. He reached down with his hands, sinking them into their scalps. Using that hold on them as leverage, he dropped to his knees before taking a seat on the floor. They responded in kind, knowing exactly what he wanted. Maneuvering their bodies around, they dug their knees into the ground, kneeling on either sides of him. A sigh escaped his lips as the MILFs resumed with jerking his monster cock, trying their best to draw out his jism. Bringing his arms around their backsides, he reached into their soiled panties while channeling Fire and Lightning chakra to his fingertips.

"O-oh...fuck...that's...so good..." whimpered Mikoto as one her son's best friend's fingers, which was laced in lightning chakra began teasing the rubbery, twitching ring of her sphincter. She tensed up, nearly losing momentum of her handservice, allowing him to push his finger knuckles-deep into her anus. The inevitable moan was a wholehearted one, one that came from the depths of her soul as her tiny, forbidden entrance clenched around his finger.

Her pussy started secreting a fresh batch of nectar as he began masturbating her butthole, gently but determinedly. The heat emitting from his palms was intense, even for an Uchiha, and it was legitimately making her sweat. The electricity didn't help as each jolt resulting from his thrusting fingers drew her closer to an impending climax. She began grappling his cock, massaging it, all while moaning out her appreciation of his touch. Suddenly, milk bubbled from the pores of her nipples and her body started spasming in seismic waves. "CUMMMMINGGGG!"

"FFUUCCCK!" hollered Kushina, her long, red hair swayed from side to side as every nerve in her body and brain was electrified. It was like her butthole couldn't handle the reunion with his fingers, and because of that everything in a five meter radius was now glistening in thick, creamy nectar, which had obliviously merged together with her bestie's juices. It was difficult seeing from the stars invading her field of vision. However, she slowly regained her bearings and found that she had never once lost momentum in her efforts of stroking his monstrous cock. It was almost as though her body was acting separately from her vagina.

Mikoto was just starting to come down from her orgasmic high when her son's best friend grabbed her by the head and began forcing his cock in her mouth. She struggled at first, but began working her lips, taking more and more of him into her mouth as his giant testicles hung there, burning with the desire to paint her face with jism. Her tits swung gracefully, at times smacking against his knees. Gathering saliva into her mouth, she began bathing his cock in saliva, smacking and sucking, pausing to push the sweaty strands of hair out of her face.

Kushina wasn't sitting idly by while her best friend was giving head to their lover. It took a bit of adjusting on her part to angle herself just right, but now she was face-deep in his testicles, sucking and chewing on each one with the utmost love and affection. It was because of these magical orbs that she was blessed with her baby daughters, after all. Having thoroughly bathed them in her saliva, she withdrew her head, only to get smacked by her friend's chin as the blackette was just starting to deepthroat the blond. She grumbled as the woman didn't even bother to apologize and just kept ramming her head up and down, clearly intoxicated with dick.

She lost herself in that moment, though. Her son sat there, his eyebrows knitted together, his lips pursed as his muscular chest expanded and contracted with each breath. His hands were holding onto her best friend's head as he was driving himself into her mouth. The blackette, in response, was gagging but not letting up as saliva bubbled up around her lips, falling in dripping strands to the floor. Even when she had to force him out of her, she simply wiped the frothy wetness from her mouth, stroked his massive cock in her dainty hand and went back for seconds.

Creamy nectar started oozing from the entrance of her cooch, so aroused with that display that she couldn't help but bring a hand to the entrance of her vagina. All of a sudden, her vision went black as her parted mouth was taken advantage of. It happened so quick that she barely had time to register it, but her son yanked his cock out of Mikoto's mouth, grabbed her by the head, and then forced it down her throat. She expelled her breath in a muted gasp, instinctively throwing her hands around him as she clutched onto his hips.

She idly thought back to when they shared him the first time and recalled that she wiped his cock after her friend was done sucking him. This time around, the Uchiha's saliva was undoubtedly bubbling around hers, but she honestly couldn't give two shits about that right now. With a renewed vigor, she began driving her head back and forth, her tongue intermittently savoring the juice seeping from his urethra.

"Atta girl," cheered Sasuke's mother, watching as the meaty edges of her lover's big, fat dick popped in and out of her best friend's lips as she worked up and down his shaft, sliding back and forth along its length.

Because the redhead was occupying their baby daddy's entire crotch, it left no room for her to butt in and double the pleasure for him by toying with his testicles. Well, not orally, at least. She did now what she didn't do back when they first shared him, which was admiring the hard-working mother from afar. Minato's wife had come such a long way and could now legitimately stand as her equal. There were still areas of sex her harem sister couldn't compare, however, such as how ruthlessly she could take a cock-beating. Kushina just couldn't handle that level of hardcore sex, which was good because this was something special she had with her daddy. Conversely, she didn't have that essence of taboo that the redhead had with their lover.

With a cute little grin, she crawled behind him and began drinking in the mass of his huge body eclipsing the deep-throating MILF. He had just stood up, allowing her friend to get up on her knees, but all she could see other than his wide back were strands of red hair flying every which way around him. She swallowed a lump in her throat, openly lusting at the breadth of his developed back and shoulders, the striations of each muscle, the curve that leads to the small of his spine.

Something that always got her rocks off from their sex-tapes was watching him screw her either doggy-style or in the missionary position, or any variant of sexual position that allowed her to see those rippling muscles as he took her. The firm, round globes of his buttocks were her Achilles Heel, but the spheres were being somewhat obscured from view right now because her friend was clutching onto them with her hands, her wedding ring digging into his glute-flesh.

Naruto gritted his teeth as carnal pleasure rippled through him. Two months without any sexual activity was doing a number on his stamina, and so this orgasm was going to be intense, even by his standards. Gripping his mother by the head tightly, he yanked her down whilst collapsing to the ground, earning a muffled scream from her. However, he didn't give her time to interrogate him as he continued smashing his cock into her throat. "Miko-hime...kaa-hime...get ready."

All Kushina could see, hear or think was cock right now, but her brain still managed to register those instructions. Mikoto, on the other hand, was like a child at a candy store. Sharingan spinning to near blinding speeds, she was bouncing on the balls of her feet, her tummy rumbling for some cum. At long last, her best friend was allowed to leave the blond's cock, and unsurprisingly was panting raggedly, drenched from the mouth-down with a foamy concoction of precum and saliva. She reacted instantly and began pumping her lover's humongous cock with both hands, seeing as her bestie was out of it.

Naruto closed his eyes, chakra starting to seep through his entire body. His entire face screwed up as the muscles in his jaw tightened, while his growls grew progressively deeper until finally letting out a monstrous roar. "I'M CUMMING!"

Seed rocketed up his lengthy shaft as it lurched against his best friend's mother's grip, surging forth until it finally blasted forth like the spray of a firehose. A finger-thick rope of pearly spunk arced through the air, a seemingly endless stream of creamy cum that hung in the air for what seemed to be an eternity before finally splattering into Mikoto's open mouth. It walloped the back of her throat with such force that she wobbled, and she would've collapsed to the ground had it not been for her clinging onto his cock.

The volume of this first load was so significant that despite swallowing without skipping a beat, her mouth overflowed, rivulets of thick, pearly ball-batter escaping from the corners of her full, pouty, dick-sucking lips, streaking down her cheeks and tracing the contours of her neck as they flowed past her desperately-swallowing throat, down to her chest. The rivulets branched out like roots, splitting into dozens of thin lines as they met the slopes of her massive melons, flowing into the deep valley of her milky-white cleavage.

"Next one's mine," hissed Kushina, having just regained her composure. She wasted no time as her son fired off another salvo of seed. Unlike her best friend, she lowered her mouth on the blond's spurting cock and began swallowing mouthful after mouthful of hot, creamy jism. Her mind was laser-focused; the flavor, the scent, the sensation — all of it crystal clear. She savored his seed, the scent filling her nose, the texture flowing over her lips, the flavor bathing her tongue, the heat sliding down her throat and pooling in her stomach.

Sweet nectar began running down her thighs in glistening rivulets, her knees squeezing tight in the search for some measure of relief. Her body knew this flavor, it knew that it was almost invariably followed by hours and hours of earth-shaking sex, and it had to get ready. Her pussy was soaked, her core clenching with each mouthful, her entire body aching for the pleasure that it knew would soon come. If she weren't actively drinking down his titanic load, she would have been drooling for a taste of him. She wasn't able to swallow more as she got yanked off his cock. She grumbled while licking her cum-soaked fingers, while her best friend accepted their lover's third load.

"Mmm..." purred Mikoto Uchiha from the depths of her throat, swallowing her son's best friend's sacramental spunk, her eyes closed in rapturous lust. His taste was making her delirious, not that it surprised her. As his load tapered off, her eyes flickered open, the haze of lust slowly clearing as she blinked, surfacing out of her cum-drunk trance as everything that had happened around her clicked into place.

By the end of it all, the married housewives had successfully downed nearly ten loads of jism each. He was now panting raggedly, a broad smile curling to his lips. "I….don't even have words for how fucking good that felt."

"And now you're going to feel even better, dattebane," replied Kushina, her throat slightly sore from all that cum she had swallowed. "I gave Mikoto-chan first dibs last time, but now I'm going to be first."

Mikoto nodded, though she was pouting rather adorably. On the night of their first threesome, her best friend had given her the green signal to show her why and how she was able to steal the blond's heart. It went without saying that she was able to prove to her that she was worthy of his affection. "Yeah, yeah. Hurry up, tomato."

Akane's mother wasn't in any mood to dawdle anyway, so now strands of her red tresses were touching the sheets as she plopped down on the bed. Now bent over with her delectable booty raised high, bowing to the sheets, she began peeling her panty down her matronly thighs revealing her oozing womanhood and puckered anal ring to her bestie's and son's eyes. Big, juicy tits swung gracefully beneath her. as she reached beneath her and began fiddling with her clit, readying it for the massive balls that were soon going to smack against it. "I want it so bad, sochi-koi."

"Horny, are we, kaa-hime?" teased Naruto, having joined his mother on the bed. He also remembered that time all-too well, but he didn't comment on it as there was no need. Replacing her hand with his, he began working her clit with his middle and index finger. He felt a quaking spasm drawing near and slow to a circling movement, caressing the sensitive skin above, below and to the sides of his finger and thumb. "Starving for that dick, hmm?"

"Not any more than I am," reminded Sasuke's mother, glaring at her lover with her active sharingan, her tomoes spinning wildly in need of sexual release. "I might explode if you don't shove that cock in me soon."

The moonlight entering the bedroom bounced off Kushina's wedding ring, which was just barely visible due to how tightly she was clenching her sheets. She craned her head so she could stare at her offspring. This was her time, and he was essentially neglecting her so he could entertain her best friend. It was then his forefinger found its way into her aroused vagina, probing its inner recesses. She quickly sank into the sheets, only for another finger to invade her contracting pussy.

Being an Uzumaki, she had inherited their clan's recuperative traits, ensuring that her vagina regains its tightness even after the roughest of sex sessions. Therefore, the lack of sex over these past two months had rendered her cunt virgin-tight. Now her walls caved in as the girth of his fingers swirled around her inner lips, pulling them out, then transferring the lubricating moisture to her ripened clit. Every motion was calculated and was executed with the goal of making her beg for it.

Torturing his mother wasn't his intention, but he couldn't just shove his cock into her without setting a fire in her pussy. Retracting his fingers, he knelt down and buried his nose right into her cunt, instinctively snorting her juices directly into his nostrils. Her scent was intoxicating, carrying with it a hint of flowers, female musk, and raw sex. His cerulean blue orbs sparkled for a moment before glossing over as the beast in him was unleashed. Reaching for her clit with his tongue, he began taking deeper, longer hits of her vagina.

"Y-yessss!" cried Kushina, going mental as her son sucked on her clit, laving it with his tongue. She was already on the verge of an orgasm when he was teasing her with his fingers, so now her toes were curling, her nether region aching.

"Mmhmm…" mewled Mikoto, unable to resist the urge to engage in a thumb war with her clit. "You better lick me too, Naru-koi."

Giving his mother's clit a respite, he began to slide his tongue into her pussy. The grip it had on him now was insane, and it was like it was trying to embrace him and welcome him home. He responded in kind, and began to swirl his tongue inside her, his brain cells scattering from the thick, rich juices that were coating her walls. All of this was taking place while his nose came to rest directly on her anus. A sharp inhale later, both the head of his monster cock and his actual head were spinning. It was difficult escaping this fog of lust, but he was able to do so after realizing that he was neglecting his other baby mama.

"Come here, Miko-hime," ordered the blond bull, withdrawing his tongue from his mother's vagina. "Let me get some of that pussy."

What he expected was for Mikoto to crouch down beside his mother, bend over and present herself like an offering. She shocked him, however, by standing over the kneeling redhead before settling down on her back. So now both of their bubble butts were stacked like a tower of creamy goodness, their pussies and assholes fully exposed to him as Mikoto had long since ditched her panty. How could he possibly control his monster cock now?

"...baka," said Kushina, embarrassed as her best friend rested her face against the back of her head while her massive breasts sank into her back. "Couldn't you have laid down beside me?"

"You know how Naru-koi is," whispered Mikoto, seeing as she was right in her friend's face. "This is the easiest way to sate his hunger. Besides, we'll both be getting what we want, so it's a win-win. Don't tell me..." she trailed off, a smirk dancing across her lips. "You aren't aroused right now, are you?"

"S-shut up," gritted out Minato's wife, a cerise hue creeping up to her face. "Why would I be aroused by a crow on top of me?"

Fugaku's wife giggled as she pecked the side of her friend's face. Obviously, the woman wasn't aroused. It was just sudden, so she wasn't sure how to react. Honestly, she didn't even think she'd end up doing something as wild like this. But it was because she had gave her mind, body and soul into this decision of a threesome that she felt comfortable doing this. She wasn't able to think longer about it, though, as her son's best friend started running his tongue along her perineum. "Oohh...mmh…"

The heady aroma of Sasuke's mother's pussy mixed with the musk of her asshole was like taking psychedelics as it was sending his neurotransmitters firing in a blaze. His mouth was watering as he split her pussy with his tongue and began tongue-fucking her with abandon. The resulting scream egging him on, he began slamming his face into her ass, pushing his tongue as deep all while lathering her walls with his saliva. He couldn't neglect the musky aroma hitting his nostrils, either, so he yanked his tongue out of her pussy and began licking around the crinkly pink folds guarding her most precious entrance.

Mikoto mewed with filthy enjoyment, wiggling her ass back at him trying to force his tongue into that hole as well. "Urgh...so fucking good, daddy!"

One thing that Naruto took pride in was the fact he had ungodly self-control. However, this was one of those times where he had to surrender to his basic instincts as a man who was capable of cuckolding husbands. Despite the state he was in, he knew exactly who he was feasting on. Not only was there a difference in the texture of whichever hole he was tasting, their scents were different and there was a natural reaction to his tongue that set them apart. Then again, mastering their bodies was expected of him as their lover.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed since everything became a blur from that moment onward. All he could see, think and breathe was them, and he consumed them from the depths of his soul. By the end of it all, he was sitting back with juices trickling down his chin, having dragged out an orgasm from them both. "Now that was a meal."

Mikoto purred like a contented kitten as she crawled off her best friend and settled down on the sheets. A fire was going off in both her entrances now, but sadly she wouldn't be able to provide them with what they truly needed. She watched in rapt attention as the blond placed his hands on the redhead's quivering buttocks and pried the cheeks open. 'It's time, you lucky bitch.'

Thankfully for Minato's wife, her son didn't torture her for too long as she soon felt his massive cockhead brushing against her outer labia. The muscles in her jaw tightened as the skin directly around her clit flared, stretched and then caved in as her vagina was split open. "Fuck me, dattebane! YESSSSSSSSS!"

She arched her back, digging her knees into the sheets while tears welled in her eyes. Obviously, she knew the lack of sex was going to be rough for her, but her poor pussy just couldn't handle the circumference of her son's cock. It took tremendous effort on her part, but she managed to use her vaginal muscles to adjust to his size. She instinctively hesitated as he rocked his hips, trying to feed her more of his shaft. Even her married pussy began wailing in protest as it frantically erected a metaphorical barrier to hinder his progress.

How in the fuck was she ever able to handle him?

Naruto groaned, his deep, masculine voice bouncing off Mikoto's neck as he stopped kissing her creamy white skin. Not even an adroit poet could put into words how amazing it felt to be inside his mother again. It took a moment for her pussy to realize that there was no point of prolonging the inevitable. With one, trenchant hip-thrust from his end, he was able to punch into the ingress of her cervix, invading her with the thickest piece of his cock while his massive testicles swayed and clapped against her engorged clitoris.

Fugaku's wife was breathing raggedly, roaming her hands across the younger man's chiseled pecs and abs as he crammed himself inside her harem sister. "How's her pussy, daddy?"

"So fucking good," replied the whiskered bull hoarsely, bringing the hand he was using to cradle the back of her head over to her face so he could caress her cheek with it. "I am going to cum buckets inside her. And then I'll be doing the same to you."

"Mmm...I can't wait," chirped back Mikoto Uchiha, flushing redder than the color of her red pupils. "Now give it to her."

He nodded, a smirk dancing across his lips. The angry head of his cock popped free from his mother for a moment as he retreated from her depths, leaving her pussy gaping and confused. Realigning himself, he plunged harshly into her whilst bringing his free hand over to her wobbling buttocks and swatting her across one of her luscious cheeks, leaving one heck of a handprint. The resulting scream shook the bedroom, but he used that to his advantage by steadily sliding half of his erection back and forth inside her.

Saliva started running down Kushina's chin, drenching the tear-stained sheets. Pregnancy did a number on her pussy and despite her former sensei confirming that she should be good for intercourse again, the woman clearly didn't remember that she no longer had an affiliation with her husband's little dick. On and on her hung son traversed through her, and she was sure that there was now a visible outline of his prodding length in her stomach. She tried to verbally express the emotional turmoil she was in, but now that she began biting into the sheets, there was no telling what was actually coming out of her mouth.

Plopping down beside the incestuous couple, the Black Maiden gnawed on her bottom lip, watching in perveted fascination as her lover's cock disappeared from view, the curls of his pubic area meeting his mother's clit. 'Kami, that looks so fucking good.'

As the blond began grinding his hips, she jumped up and stationed herself behind him. Her sharingan flared from the vista of his broad back tensing into a topographical map of muscle, his glutes tightening, not to mention his heavy balls swinging and slapping between his mother's legs. There wasn't a clear view of her friend from this angle, mainly because the redhead's face was mushed into the sheets and the fact her long, red hair was splayed all over and around her. Then again, she didn't need to see her to know the pleasure that she was in.

Oh, how she wished to be in her position right now.

A pressure started accumulating in the pit of her stomach. However, she wasn't able to truly savor that feeling as he picked up the pace and began fucking the shit out of her. Ripples were crashing along the shores of her doughy-packed butt cheeks as he reduced her to a mindless slave. And as a slave, she could speak only in submission. This was the kind of sex he had refused to engage in while she was pregnant. Obviously, it wasn't anywhere like the brutal mating he and her best friend engaged in, but it was still mind-boggling for her.

Moreover, she wasn't just soiling the sheets with her tears and saliva as milk suddenly spat out of her swinging breasts. She was befuddled for a moment, but then the pressure exploded within her and her violet orbs rolled to the back of her head. "CUMMMMINNGGGGGG!"

It shouldn't have surprised Naruto how powerfully his mother was orgasming, seeing as she came not too long ago, and the fact he's fucked her hundreds of times since they first got together. However, he was still mesmerized by the sheer amount of creamy nectar flooding his thrusting cock. By the time he pulled out of her, the sheets were absolutely soaked with her juices. A smile curled to his lips, watching as she collapsed on the bed, shaking like a leaf.

Turning his head, he directed his attention to Sasuke's mother, who was biting her lips, her eyes locked on his glistening cock. He wasted no time as he grabbed her by the shoulders and shoved her down on the sheets. She tried to act cute by squealing and shaking her head, but he simply settled down between her legs, his massive organ pointing directly at her. "I'm taking that pussy, Miko-hime."

She was always ready to fire back with her quick wit, but she was too busy staring at the juices oozing down his cock. It wasn't because she wanted to gobble up her best friend's fluids. It was because she wasn't grossed out by the notion of him penetrating her with his cock still wet with the woman's cum. After all, when they had that threesome, she and Kushina had it so when one's turn with the blond was over, they'd wipe him clean before he got with the other. Perhaps this was because she had truly accepted her as her equal.

"…okay, daddy," whispered Mikoto, sounding so shy that her voice could've melted any man's heart. "Please be gentle."

'Tch…what a slut,' thought Kushina, observing the duo while laying on her side. Even though she was an Uzumaki with near-infinite chakra, her body had forgotten the toll a round of sex with her son took. Besides, he made her cum three times, which also did a number on her. Unlike her friend, she was a little stunned that the woman didn't bother wiping Naruto's cock. Didn't she care that his cock was drenched with her juices?

Meanwhile, Sasuke's mother was crying to the heavens, her vaginal tube extending dramatically in width and length, creating enough room to engulf her blond mate's giant dick. She could feel every rib and bump, the contours of his knob — even the blood pumping through its veins as it throbbed inside of her. Lifting her feet off the bed, she threw her legs around his flexing glutes, rolling like a comma. Red tomoes started spinning, basking in the visual of his muscular pecs bouncing up and down as he drilled in and out of her, sensually fucking her with almost half the length of his giant dick.

"FFFFFUUCCCKKKKKK!" shrieked Mikoto as her son's best friend slammed forward, banging into her womb with one, vicious thrust. The nub that was her clitoris ballooned out as the base of his shaft made contact with it. Her entire body locked up in that moment, her head rearing forward, her eyes bulging, her jaw hanging as her mouth fell open.

With his every thrust, juices splashed out of her as her vagina began weeping in joy. The connection with her g-spot was established during penetration, so now it was simply openly communicating with his rigid shaft as it drilled in and out of her. It was then he paused, knelt up, grasped her ankles, pried them wide open, and then lifted her bottom off the bed so that only her upper back and shoulders were touching the mattress. She gasped, knowing better than anyone that this variant of the missionary position was not for the faint of heart.

It wasn't too long after their first threesome that her hardcore sessions with the blond seized to exist. Even back then he was holding back because she was pregnant, stating that he couldn't treat her like a slut while she was carrying their child. However, he refused to entertain even the slightest bit of roughness with her when her tummy started to expand as their unborn baby grew. But now he was about to really give it to her now.

True enough, the whiskered shinobi began smashing into her, a glint of lust-crazed fury smoldering in his eyes, his hot breath inches from her face. "You love that dick, don't you?"

"I-I love it!" hollered Mikoto, now violently bucking her hips, a tiny dot of concentrated energy exploding into a million directions within her. "I LOVE HOW HARD YOU FUCK ME, DADDY!"

He then smashed his lips against hers, and she responded by thrusting her tongue out of her mouth. Her dōjutsu didn't help when the periphery of her vision started blurring as her eardrums filled with obnoxious humming, almost as though an uncontrollable force was starting to reel her into its clutches. All at once, she lost all connection with the outside world as the center of her being extending from her throat to her toes contracted again, again, and again. She couldn't remember anything from that moment onward as she threw her head back, orgasming with all her might.

Kushina Uzumaki swallowed a lump in her throat, a bead of sweat trickling down the side of her face. The bed was shaking, and there was clear indication that it wasn't going to endure any more of this brutal mating. "K-Kami…you two are like animals."

Tremors were running through the Uchiha Matriarch long after the blond shinobi pulled out of her. She stared up at him with half-lidded eyes, the red tomoes of her sharingan no longer spinning. "O-ohhumm…that was…so…fucking good."

"I know, right?" replied Naruto, his monster cock still so painfully hard that he could hammer nails with it. He then craned his head, his lips curling into a dark grin. "Now then, kaa-hime: are you ready for some butt-sex?"

The strength left her knees for a second as the cute little button that was her butthole puckered up, instinctively shielding itself from his cock. However, the Red-Hot Habanero in her awoke as she relaxed her glutes, soothing her anal muscles. Her son had tested her numerous times and not once had she failed to impress him. There was no way she'd fail this time simply because they hadn't had sex for a while. "The real question is: with or without lube, dattebane?"

Mikoto giggled as the room vibrated from her lover's genuine laugh.

This was going to be one hell of a night.

xXx

"Doton: Tobi Tsubute!"

When the ground starts shaking beneath one's feet, the natural reaction would be to get the fuck out of dodge. However, Irene Belserion just stood there, unfazed as a multitude of rocks ripped through the earth and began flying towards her. This technique was classified as B-Rank as it could trap enemies within a dome of rocks, but the likelihood of its effectiveness against a veteran shinobi was slim at best. Unless of course sealing tags are used in conjunction with the rocks to restrict the enemy's movement. Sadly for the poor fool, with just a swing of her sword, she made quick work of the rocks. Hundreds of thuds went off around her as puny pebbles landed on the ground.

"I-I surrender, Tsuchikage-sama!"

She lowered her blade, her features blank as a canvas. "I told you not to waste my time, but you were adamant that you deserve a field promotion. You will remain a chūnin, Hiro."

Becoming jōnin when Onoki was in power was a rudimentary task. However, the field promotion rate dwindled significantly since Irene took up office, so participating in the jōnin exams was now the easiest way to get promoted. Those who were looking to get field promotions, such as himself, were not in luck as she personally oversaw these matters. He knew this, yet he still took the risk — now he was paying for his mistake of believing in his teacher.

"Kinda brutal, unh?" chimed Deidara, watching as his student limped away. "He should've been promoted."

"And that's why you're not Tsuchikage," replied the redhead. "Now why don't you carve a dildo out of clay and go fuck yourself? I have some training to do."

Deidara glared at his former comrade, but he wisely held back his tongue. Hiro was one of the brats he had taken under his wing, and he genuinely felt that the kid was ready to become a jōnin. His taijutsu was good; great, even. Ninjutsu was his forte as he was blessed with two affinities. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough in their leader's eyes. Since there was nothing left for him now, he took his leave, knowing that the woman was going to train until exhaustion.

She uncaringly turned her attention to the pile of rocks she had burned to a crisp earlier. She used to be proud of her taijutsu skills, but that whiskered bastard was able to counter her every move with ease. To remedy this, she began training herself to the bone. She even enlisted Belserion's services to expand her magical abilities, especially her dragon slayer magic. Naruto became more than an obsession to her, and when she learned that he was on vacation, she decided to pay him back for defeating her so soundly. She didn't care that her subordinates disapproved. Belserion wasn't a fan, either, but he understood her better than anyone, and he knew there would be no talking her out of it.

What she hadn't anticipated was that the blond's mother had accompanied him on this vacation. The Red-Hot Habanero was every bit as legendary as Mikoto Uchiha, the Black Maiden, and every bit as famous as their teacher, Tsunade Senju. The meeting between them was tense, seeing as Kushina knew exactly who she was. She would be lying if she said the idea of battling her fellow redhead had never crossed her mind, but she wasn't the reason why she had embarked upon this journey.

Thankfully, the whiskered shinobi was willing to entertain her offer. Since he was an Uzumaki, she wasn't surprised that he had sensed her long before she arrived at where he was sojourning. She wanted to question him about his wife, who had invaded her village and scared the shit out of her with that cryptic message over a year ago. However, she forgot all about that in the heat of the moment. She was a little curious as to why Kushina hadn't stepped forward. Little did she know, the redhead was confirmed pregnant, so fighting was out of the question, not that she minded. After all, the only thing she was looking for right now was a rematch.

...yet again he sent her home a bloody, limping mess.

"Irene."

Her massive tits jiggled, her body instinctively juddering from hearing the deep, booming voice piercing through her eardrums. "What is it?"

"It's time for you to return to your office," replied Belserion, patting the massive boulder beside him with his tail. "I can sense that the men you had sent to collect information about Namikaze's son are headed there now."

She gnashed her teeth together, frustrated that she wouldn't be able to take her anger out on these rocks after recalling that brutal memory. However, her dragon parent wouldn't have brought this up if he didn't feel that a storm was brewing. 'Just you wait…Naruto Uzumaki...'

xXx

If one were to pick a random civilian off the street and ask them who they thought was the most powerful person in Fire Country, "the Hokage" would most likely be their answer. However, only those who gave a rat's ass about the hierarchy were aware that the Daimyo was really in charge. Back in the day, Hashirama answered to Wataru, and presently the Yellow Flash answered to Kenji, the current Fire Daimyo.

The aged man in question was standing by the Hokage Tower's balcony, his ceremonial garments swaying with the zephyr. "Shall we, Yondaime-sama?"

There was hesitation from the blond, but he eventually bowed his head. "Hai, Daimyo-sama."

Taking a few steps forward, Kenji glanced down at the assemblage of Konoha residents. Many appeared to be tense, which made sense since less than a handful were informed of this addressal ahead of time.

"Ladies and gentlemen," began the aged man. "The world came to realize Konoha's power when Naruto-dono fought the Yondaime Tsuchikage a year ago. She hadn't usurped the throne at the time, yes; but the major villages attending the Kage summit had all witnessed the battle. The two met again in combat not too long after that, only this time she was the Tsuchikage."

Bingo books were catered to criminals, and these criminals were categorized by the ranking structure: D, C, B, A and S, with "D" being the weakest and "S" being the strongest. Those who were affiliated with villages were not granted such ranks because there was a unanimous ranking system—genin, chunin, jonin, kage—with the obvious exceptions of special ranks that were exclusive to each village.

Be that as it may, Daimyos were free to include anyone they deem a threat in this book, often with monikers. Iwa updated theirs through their Daimyo after the third shinobi war, naming Minato Namikaze the Yellow Flash. History repeated itself after Naruto defeated Irene Belserion as he was appointed the moniker Susanoo. This moniker was actually bestowed upon Naruto by the Raikage through their Daimyo, who was gobsmacked to learn how effortlessly the blond had manipulated the weather.

This news was well-received by Konoha since this only furthered their village's reputation. It was most welcomed by the Uchiha clan, as the man they all essentially hailed as a hero was being referred to with a moniker that was so deeply rooted with their clan. Mikoto, of course, was the biggest supporter from within the clan.

The news of the rematch began spreading across the Elemental Nations even before Irene made it back to Iwa. Back then the leaders of major villages broke the news, so no one had a reason to doubt it. However, it was difficult accepting the word of a random bystander. It was fortunate that among one of the observers was Baku—a journalist from the neighboring town of Rain—who specialized in recording battle data and selling it to bingo book authorities.

He cleared his throat, and the noise level shot right the fuck down. "I've been in talks with the elders and Yondaime-sama, and we decided that jōnin is no longer applicable to a ninja of Naruto-dono's caliber. With the power entrusted in me as Daimyo, I'm updating his shinobi classification to Densetsu no Senshi."

"Holy fucking shit!" hollered Anko, making those around her cringe at the volume. "That's my jacked gaki!"

This outburst wasn't just because of her personality since she's always had a special bond with the younger blond. She used to check up on him when he was in the academy as part of her patrol. That was her last assignment prior to being promoted to jōnin. He was reserved even back then, but he also knew how to lighten up. It had disappointed her that he stopped giving a shit about missions, especially since he had so much potential.

But now he was getting what he deserved.

The stentorian reaction was only met with additional calls from the civilians. Then again, the average civilian was a sheep and cheered for pretty much anything, really. Those who truly understood the significance of this revelation were serving or retired ninja, and they were all flabbergasted. One of the turning points for Konona was when Jiraiya, Tsunade and Orochimaru became Sannin, as that cemented their superiority over other villages. Being called Susanoo was one thing, but there was no telling how the world would react to Naruto becoming the first ever Legendary Warrior.

'You earned it, Naruto,' thought Kakashi, his broad smile evident through his mask. 'Densetsu no Senshi…that has a nice ring to it.'

Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was standing by his fellow advisors, couldn't help but chuckle. He knew what the blond was destined for, but the youngster refused to apply himself in the ninja life because of his predilection for raking in dough. Honestly, he could see the reasoning behind it. Most people opted to become ninja out of necessity, and very few did it out of desire to protect and serve. After all, it was a thankless job and the majority wouldn't hesitate to take employment elsewhere if they could earn the same amount of money.

Minato stepped forward, finally showing his face to the villagers. All at once, the audience bowed their heads. The resulting emotions were nostalgic and a bittersweet smile curled to his lips. "I am standing before you not as your Hokage, but as Minato Namikaze."

'Hmm…interesting,' thought Shikamaru, his mind already fast at work. 'Why would he start off like that?'

It was troublesome coming to terms with his friend's promotion. Not because he was jealous like a bunch of folks were. No, it was just troublesome since the Hokage wasn't donning his ceremonial garments and this news of his friend was being dropped — it was a little fishy. He turned his head, glancing at the look on Kiba's face. Even back in the academy, everything came naturally to the blond and it was not easy for other students to stomach. He had a feeling that this news was going to create a greater divide between the armed forces.

"The Hokage…" the blond paused just as he began as the sounds of footsteps started closing in on him from behind. He turned his head, only for silky red tresses to envelop his field of vision. His wife was now standing beside him, wearing a kimono that was catered for royalty. Since becoming their son's lover, she opted out of her usual attire and began wearing yoga pants, low-cut tops, and trendy outfits that'd show off her curvaceous figure. Dresses were reserved for the more extravagant events. He wasn't complaining about her current attire, though, as she never looked more like an angel than she did now.

Beside the redhead was Mikoto Uchiha, who was donning a black, sumptuous kimono. Tiny rubies decorated the front of the dress in the form of a rose while diamonds littered the back in the engraving of her clan's emblem. She exhaled slowly, paying a cursory glance down at the assemblage of villagers from the comfort of the balcony. Her onyx orbs softened as they landed on her two sons, both of whom were with their significant others.

It was then Naruto stepped forward, sandwiching himself in between his goddesses. The crowd went wild in return, probably because he was cradling his baby daughters, as only an extremely rare few had seen them so far. This didn't extend to just the little ones. Kushina's or Mikoto's closest friends hadn't seen them since their third trimester let alone afterward. What was truly throwing the villagers in attendance for a loop was the fact he was donning a dark hat and a long, jet black cape with the kanji of "Godaime" decorated on the back in white.

Kenji couldn't help but share the younger man's amusement. "Are you ready?"

"I suppose so," replied Naruto with a chuckle, balancing his excitable daughters in his arms. The little munchkins were all about his robe and couldn't stop toying with the collar. The hat was also a big hit. They were so infatuated that they hadn't even noticed the crowd yet.

"Well, you deserve it, sochi-koi…oh, sorry," purred Kushina, bumping her hips against her son's. "Hokage-sama."

Mikoto giggled and nodded. "She's right, Naru-koi."

Relationships are like a flower. If given enough time, care and affection, it can blossom into something magical. He made the effort of giving everything he had into his relationship, not because he wanted anything in return, but because he loved his girlfriends that damn much. Nothing else in life mattered to him, as he'd sacrifice the planet for their sake if it came down to it. And then came their daughters, the two angelic souls who had him rooted from the second he laid eyes on them.

The MILFs presenting him with a threesome, not once, but twice, was just confirmation that he was doing right by them. They had promised that things wouldn't be so weird between them afterward this time around, and they made good on that promise. There were still a bit of awkward moments, but it was nothing major. Besides, it was only natural for them not to be a hundred percent comfortable after the fact.

...never did he imagine that the threesomes would just continue flowing.

It wouldn't be considered bragging if he claimed that he knew them better than they knew themselves — it was a fact. However, even he was thrown off guard when they came strutting naked into the bedroom not even a week after their second threesome. It was then they explained to him how they planned to make this a regular thing from now on, and that this was something they felt was the push in the right direction for their relationship. Obviously, this affected the son, bull, boyfriend and lover in him differently. And he'd be lying if he said his monster cock wasn't getting a nice workout every night from fucking the shit out of those voluptuous MILFs.

"The stage is yours, Hokage-sama," said the Yondaime, obediently bowing his head. He remembered collapsing in his chair when the Daimyo informed him that he wanted him to step down as Hokage. Obviously, he knew it was for the best since his son was better than him in literally everything. He was bigger, both in frame and cock size, and his wife loved their son more than she did him.

Power wise, comparing him to the younger man was akin to comparing a pebble to the Hokage Monument. He wasn't even sure how powerful Naruto truly was. That chakra output during his fight against Irene Belserion was only about twenty percent of his total reserves, and just that alone was more chakra than every Konoha villager, including Kushina, had put together.

Truthfully, he always knew in the back of his mind that this day would come. He knew his son had no love for the job, but he'd only accept it for Kushina's and Mikoto's sake. If he ever wanted to go public with his relationships, this would be the way to go since it would cushion the backlash. There would be no eliminating it, though — people love to talk shit, after all.

But as logical as it was to hang up the job, doing so would leave him with nothing. He would just be a cuckold. It wasn't like his advisors hadn't brought this up to him in the past. Danzo couldn't shut up about it, saying that it was only right that the strongest shinobi be Hokage. Hiruzen was also of the same opinion, though the man wasn't so brash with his words. He broke from his musings as his master for a son began to address the gathered crowd.

xXx

A sweet, smooth, mellifluous music flowed gently through the glass. Suddenly, the instruments began playing in full force, and it was too much for the poorly constructed pane to endure. It shattered into a million pieces, but the orchestra was undeterred as the music continued echoing through the stadium. The dulcet golden melody slowly washed over everything, leaving a sort of glow in its wake. Honeyed, sweetly mellow, liquid, rich, smooth, euphonious.

Slowly, she began to emerge from her slumber. All of that magic had just been a figment of her imagination. She breathed out softly, deciding to see just where in the fuck she was. The last thing she remembered was dozing off while using her vast mental powers with one man in mind. It was then her glowing eyes caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a speeding bullet.

"I'm going to be Hokage someday, dattebayo!"

'D-Danna-sama?' thought Kaguya, blinking owlishly at the retreating figure. This version of her destined one was far scrawnier than he actually was at this age. He appeared to be fleeing from a handful of ANBU, and it didn't take her long to figure out why — he had just painted all over the Hokage Monument. Not only had he done this during the middle of the day, but also while donning a repulsive orange jumpsuit.

This brat was nothing like her Sun God.

"Kaguya-dono?"

She returned with a gasp, her big, juicy tits bouncing and jiggling, partying in her kimono. Peering into other dimensions was within her capacity, but that appeared to be some sort of parallel universe. How was that even possible? It took a moment for her breathing to level out, and she took that time to file her findings for later. "I apologize, Higashi-san. I was lost in thought for a moment."

He relaxed his posture, relieved that she hadn't noticed that he had been ogling her for nearly two minutes now. Kaguya Ōtsutsuki was every bit as gorgeous as she was intelligent. Her track record in business was marvelous and everything she touched turned to gold. What was more impressive was the fact she was able to expand her reach to the Western Continent. Being an influential man, and a wealthy one to boot, he thought he'd be able to charm her with a business proposition.

"So, what do you think?" prodded Higashi. "I'm sure this will be prosperous for both sides."

"Yes, you're right, but I'm not sold by this technology," replied Kaguya, sitting up in her chair. "Wireless communication was introduced three years ago by Uzushiogakure Incorporated. Your technology is supposed to outclass theirs?"

The man nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "Of course! Our technology isn't going to be as distance limited as theirs. By speaking into a handheld device, our clients will be able to communicate across cities with no issue. They can talk to whoever they want, whenever they want."

Kaguya was indeed impressed with the concept, but this had nothing on what her Sun God had coined. With the help of fuinjutsu, he invented an earbud of sorts that could fit into the human ear. This could allow two or more parties to communicate through the tiny microphone embedded in the earpiece. Every shinobi nation was aware of this, but only Konoha ninja were lucky enough to be handed this technology. None of the knockoffs that came to market were good enough to compete with his, making the demand for Naruto to release it to the general public all the more significant.

"Well, I suppose this does suffice for the time being," said Kaguya as she gracefully rested her elbows on the desk. "We also need to decide on a price. If it's too expensive, we will only be able to sell to rich merchants. I am looking to sell to ninja."

Higashi sighed, his expression shifting at the mention of price. "Yes, that may be an issue because of the initial cost for setting up the radio towers. But we must remember that this is more than just a walkie-talkie, or the primitive technology that is readily available from Uzushiogakure Incorporated. I feel this will defeat even their private technology."

"You're ambitious, that's for sure," replied Kaguya, a smirk dancing across her lips. "But I'm pretty sure we can work something out. I nee—" she was interrupted by the sound of a knock. "Make it quick, Ami!"

Higashi was a little taken back by the beautiful young woman slipping through the open door, just as she had when she had guided him into this office earlier. She was a sight for sore eyes, bred in the heart of Grass Country. An intelligent one at that, she was clearly destined for more than a shopkeeper, which was why Kaguya employed her on the spot.

"Kaguya-sama," chimed Ami, politely bowing her head. "I just wanted to let you know that there's been a development...of the golden variety."

Her violet orbs widened, and she fought hard to hide the shit-eating grin from splitting her face. "I'm sorry, Higashi-san, but something has come up. Can we reschedule this for later today?"

"Uh…" began the man lamely. "I suppose that's fine. I can swing by after lunch if that's all right."

"Yes, sure," replied Kaguya with a wave of her hand. "Thank you again, and I apologize for canceling our meeting so abruptly."

He bit back his tongue, feeling that she was disrespecting him with her nonchalant dismissal. "Until then, Kaguya-dono."

Hagoromo's mother waited until her potential business partner was out the door before glancing over at the corner of the room. Her subordinate needed no instructions as the girl flipped on the large television screen that she had installed into the wall. A bright light filled the office and a myriad of waves graced the screen before settling to the image of her Sun God. This was made possible by creating a small tear through space and time with her powers, allowing her to peek into anything she so wished.

Her heart fluttered, watching as he took to the stage, flanked by his two lovers and their daughters. It didn't surprise her to see that he was being awarded this new ninja classification. Frankly, no rank was good enough for him as the shinobi world had no idea just what he was truly capable of. All she had while trapped on the moon was time. And while there were some notable figures over the years, no one captivated her more than Naruto Uzumaki.

He was a literal god as his power was beyond the realm of comprehension. However, instead of using it to rule over countries, he had channeled it into fucking enough whores so that he would be ready to steal mother from his father. Having studied him since he was a teenager, she knew everything about him and knew just why he was taking up the role of Hokage. Her lips curled into a smile that completely hid the sinister thoughts coursing through her mind.

He was being referred to as Susanoo, but now some may start referring to him as Densetsu no Senshi while the rest would be calling him the Godaime Hokage. There was no telling if her Sun God would end up getting awarded yet another moniker. However, none of these titles could ever live up to the legend of The Blond Mother Lover.

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The prequel depicted a blond and his two MILFs, and that's what I wanted to encapsulate in this prologue. The evolution of Kushina and Mikoto has been gradual, but now you're witnessing the full picture of their character development. This was fundamental for them as fleshed-out characters, but it's also going to be crucial for their scenes with the other harem members. And while I didn't shine the spotlight on all of them in this prologue, rest assured that they will all receive their share of character development.

I touched on the submissive Uchiha genes in the prequel, but now you are starting to get the full picture. Indra and God were targets of the same curse, but were affected differently by it. In the DxD world, the angels who came in contact with the deity fell from grace. In the Narutoverse, this curse carried through Indra's descendants, but it only affected the males.

Special thanks to ReaperOfBalance for helping me with this project's outline.

FINAL harem list

1. Grayfia Lucifuge

2. Irene Belserion

3. Izumi Uchiha

4. Kaguya Otsutsuki

5. Kushina Uzumaki

6. Mikoto Uchiha

7. Miya Uchiha

8. Tsunade Senju

9. Venelana Gremory (blame/thank Reaper for convincing me to add a final harem member)

This sequel has been two years in the making, so it goes without saying that the expectations for this project are high. Unfortunately, I'm struggling both personally and financially right now (as those in the Discord are already aware), and it will be a while before I'll be able to return to a life of normalcy. I will try to commit to a monthly update schedule, but even that will prove onerous, so just keep in mind that updates will be sporadic at best.

Anyway, hope you all enjoyed the prologue.

Until next time,

~ supernaturalsex