The rain in the cemetery was nearing torrential levels, though the men and women gathered there seemed to care little about the weather. Hinata, her pupil-less purple eyes filled with tears, watched as Naruto's coffin was lowered into the ground. She felt terrible, though with how she looked, it didn't seem as though she was grieving as much as she was. Her black dress had two slits in it, her bare thighs open to the beating rain, with her neck line reaching her navel, the elastic tension of the fabric the only thing keeping her breasts from falling out. She hid behind a black veil, though it did little to keep the rain and tears from dropping into her cleavage. Her son, Boruto, was beside her, oblivious to her mother's clothing choices, though grieving just the same. The crows which gathered dispersed sooner than expected, with her son leaving to occupy himself as Hinata remained where she was.

Another figure unexpectedly approached her from behind, cloaked in a black tunic, with his white beard and hair standing in contrast to his clothing. He was slow to meet her, with her crying quite silent, though her body language spoke louder than any sobbing could.

"Hinata?" Of course, he knew full well who it was he was approaching. However, feigning ignorance wasn't too difficult for him to portray. A moved to her side, and she lifted her chin just enough for her to look at him. Trapped in her own thoughts, she was unaware of him approaching, though any other day she'd have seen him before he was within spitting distance.

"Oh, hello Raikage."

"You know full well I haven't been called that in quite a while."

"I know but…it's just a habit now. What are you doing here?"

"Well, I've actually made my home in Konoha as the ambassador for Kumo."

"Oh!" She looked at him in surprise. "You've moved into politics?"

"Well, not quite. I felt that my previous experience with the Hyuga clan – specifically, you – that would make me more suited for the task. I hope you don't mind my intrusion here; I was informed of this unfortunate news only hours ago."

"No, it's quite alright Raikage." Hinata moved her gaze downwards again, placing her hand over her heart, as well as her breasts, which moved with her simple touch. Though A had strict control over himself, he still enjoyed looking down to see her breasts glisten from the rain. She had really grown in the years he hadn't seen her, with her plump breasts filling out her widow's uniform quite nicely.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Hinata? I can take you for some tea in my new home." He moved towards her a bit, walking in front as he slowly moved closer. She didn't seem to mind, especially as his left hand began to rest on her hip.

"No, but thank you for the kind offer. I feel I might be more suited to do this in a few days' time."

"Nonsense, you're distraught now. I can't leave you alone now, I can only imagine what may happen to you if you're left with your own thoughts. If anything, you need company now. And I'd be happy to be that company." A's hand moved down, sliding over her smooth thigh, his fingers just reaching past the fabric as he could feel the lower bit of her ass on his fingers. He nearly broke his façade when he realized she wasn't wearing anything underneath the widow's dress.

"Why…well, then thank you, Raikage. I may take you up on that offer."

"Excellent, my dear, excellent. I needn't have you doing anything drastic without anyone to watch over you."

A moved his head over a few degrees to scan and make sure he was alone with Hinata. However, he was unprepared to see his nemesis' son, Boruto, approaching the pair. Boruto was surprised to see the Raikage, and infuriated to see his hand on his mother's leg, and rushed over to defend her.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" His outburst was almost immediately answered by his mother softly asking him to quite himself.

"I'm comforting your mother, surly you must know what a fragile state she is in, little one."

"To heck with that, what are you doing down there?!"

"I'm…comforting her, respectfully." His face was yet to break, though he felt that if he didn't shut him up now, Hinata might grow wise as to his motivations.

"Boruto, please, we mustn't let sadness cloud our judgement. He is offering us comfort and compassion, and we should take him up on it." The irony in her sentence wasn't lost on A, though he did enjoy it when she reached for him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Mom, don't you see?! He wants to replace dad, and he won't even wait until after this to try it!"

"Boruto, that's enough!" A was surprised to hear Hinata's voice raised, her temper unpredictable as of the moment, and turned back to A with a somber expression. "I apologize, Raikage, I'm not sound in mind."

"It's quite alright, Hinata, quite alright." He drew her closer, his hand moving further as his hand cupped her ass cheek, the firm muscle underneath his hand causing him to nearly sweat. Though, he was thankful the rain was there to hide it if he did break out. Boruto watched as his mother was groped by the older man, knowing he desired her more with each passing second. He wanted to make sure he could never have his mother, though.

"Hey, stop touching her there!"

A looked at him furiously while Hinata looked up in a bit of confusion. "Why are you holding me there, Raikage?"

"I, well, I'm comforting you to the best of my abilities. Why are you wearing such an…open…dress?"

Hinata's brief glimpse of common sense was drowned by memories at the mention of her dress. "Oh, my late husband got it for me. It was his favorite by far. I decided to wear it one last time for him."

"Nonsense, wear it more! Let me see it." He backed up a bit as she slowly turned, displaying all the angles of the dress: the curves of her breasts, her leg peeking from behind the canvas, her ass caressed by the soaked fabric. A could feel his lust building, frustrated he could not pin her down and breed her now instead of later. He needed the Byakugan in his village, which meant he needed the Hyuga clan in his village. Or, at the very least, the ex-heiress of the Hyuga. "Well, my dear, might you enjoy departing with me for tea?"

"I think it might be a nice distraction." Hinata smiled a bit, her son grabbing her hand to pull her away from the former Raikage.

"Mom, what are you doing! It's…weird. He's flirting with you!"

"Boruto, he is being kind to us. Why not go with him, you can have tea too. It'd be nice instead of standing here in the rain." Would have none of it, his mother nearly hypnotized due to her sorrow.

"No, he's not getting you, not now, not ever!"

A felt his patience wavering, and felt if he stayed around the brat for any longer, he may break, pushing Hinata away. He swallowed his pride and waited for Hinata to turn to him again. "I believe I should take my leave."

"Oh, please, Raikage. I'm sorry for him, may we still have that tea?"

"Perhaps another day. I really must be going. Good day to you both." A exited form the cemetery, his rage building under his skin. He nearly punched the nearest headstone with how close he was. Still, the seeds were sown, which would involve waiting for them to blossom and Hinata to be his. Until then, he had stress to relieve, and he had no intention of waiting around here for it to dissipate on its own.

"Oh, Raikage, fuck me! Breed me like you have before!"

Tsunade was in the crypt just a few hundred feet away from the cemetery where he had nearly gotten Hinata. He poured his rage into punishing Tsunade, her old body still spry and tight as she grabbed a stone wall and let A plough into her. Her pussy was soaking wet, dripping down her thighs as his thick cock spread her with each thrust. She may have had a few too many cocks throughout her life, but this one seemed especially amazing for her. It wasn't the first time A had bred her, and it wouldn't be the last, her stretched pussy was used to his girth entering her, and with every thrust she felt it stretch further. Her wrinkled skin and loose pussy still tightened and grasped for him, her mind tired but still willing to have him spray his seed in her after so many times. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he fucked her harder, her eyes rolling back from the feeling of her G-spot being hit with each and every thrust. Her sagging tits swung around as he fucked her, slapping against her at point with how hard A ploughed her.

"Say my name, bitch."

"A, A, oh A, fuck!" Her tongue hung out of her mouth, nearly reaching another orgasm in the past few minutes. A's stamina had no limits, and without her jutsu, Tsunade was powerless in skill and stamina against him, sexually or otherwise. He grabbed her waist and began to lift her, gravity forcing his cock into her harder and harder, cum pouring down her thighs and onto his shaft and balls. She reached back and grabbed his shoulders, trying to support herself against something while she was fucked in the ancient crypt. Her aching body couldn't support her own weight coupled with the ecstasy A was giving her, and soon she was entirely in his grasp as he spread her used body open and poured every inch of effort into her. Her eyes began to roll back in her head from the pleasure, her orgasm rocking her body, but it did little to affect A. The only thing he wanted was Hinata, and it was all he thought about. He tried to imagine the decrepit old woman was his true lust, but it simply couldn't be: her skin wasn't as soft, her breasts not perky enough, her pussy not tight enough. A wanted to breed, and he couldn't do that with this cock sock he had. He focused all his might into cumming, and soon another orgasm rocked Tsunade. The shivering and quivering helped to pull his cock deeper into her, spilling cum inside her as she slumped over, spent from the sex. He pulled out as his balls tightened still and let loose even more strings of cum, glazing her tis and face, her hair and her frail chest. She looked at him with exhaustion and want, reaching for his cock as she latched her lips on it to try and get every last drop of cum from him and into her stomach. A felt nothing for her, but he didn't mind the stress relief every now and then. Hinata's damn kid was the one thing keeping her from being his, coming away with him and breeding powerful warriors for his linage. He would have her, eventually, but he needed her and her fertility now.

After Tsunade was done, she tried to pull him down to cuddle in the crypt, but he shoved here away, her frail body nearly breaking as she was accosted to the side. She looked at A still with lust, crawling after him as she walked away to think. "Tsunade, stay. I need some time alone."

"Yes Raikage." She kneeled obediently, smiling as h lifted his pants form the floor and readjusted his tunic. He had released what he needed to in order to relax, but now it was all business – his business.

"Tsunade, meet me at my room in the city, and prepare for Hinata's arrival. We will make sure she comes with us, regardless of where she wishes to be."

"Yes, Raikage." She stood, grabbing her own clothing as she struggled to put them on and exited the crypt. A was ready to go and get his new wife, and he knew his cock sleeve was ready to prepare her for everything she would soon give him, and his family.

Hinata jolted upright from her sleep, her sheets soaked with sweat as she looked down, still dreaming of her dead husband and how she missed him. She shook herself out of her train of thought and realized it was nearly eight in the morning, and soon found herself getting dressed soon after. A tight pair of short shorts and a tank top which revealed her tight midriff was what she chose, but decided against bra, just so she didn't feel restricted. Her large breasts and nipples poked through, and her plump ass cheeks peeking below the fabric of her shorts. She remembered seeing the Raikage yesterday, and how she felt comfortable around him. She slowly realized the way he looked at her and touched her, but for some reason, she didn't feel disgusted by it. Then again, she could barely remember him touching and caressing her?

A knock at the door caused her to run over and grab her robe to cover herself as she opened the door, to see none other than the Raikage there, smiling at her. "Hello Hinata, how are you this fine morning?"

"Raikage! I mean…A. Hi, sorry, I just woke up. What are you doing here so early?" She felt her guard lower, her robe slipping down her arms as the tight tank top and the translucent view of her tits coming into view.

"I came to see how you were doing. After all, yesterday must have been hard for you."

"Yes…but thank you very much for being there, I don't know how if I'd be out of bed were it not for your compassion yesterday…" She reached forward and touched his arm, feeling it up and down as her robe slipped lower, and his hand reached to grab the fabric and reveal her beautiful Double-D tits.

"My…you've grown over the years…"

"Yes…I'm not little anymore." At that moment, Boruto raced from his room to see the Raikage standing in front of his mom, and his only instinct being to try and stop whatever he was planning on doing.

"Hey! Get away from my mom!"

"Boruto, stop being rude! The Raikage deserves to be treated with respect." Hinata crouched low to comfort her son, who did little to calm himself with the intruder at the door. "I'm sorry again, Raikage."

"It's honestly no trouble. Look, since you just got up, why don't you go make yourself something to eat, and I'll wait here for you." He smiled as she stood and approached him closer, letting him grab her top and pull it up slightly. He wanted the little brat see him violate his mother, and after a tug, her tits flopped out to be seen, pink and puffy and ready to be played with. But after a few moments, she covered them with her robe and backed away.

"Yes, you're right. I'll be right back. Boruto, behave." She gave a stern look towards her son as she walked off quickly. He in turn looked back at Raikage with an untrustworthy eye about him, trying to figure out the older man's game out.

"Listen to your mother, little one."

"I'm not that little, I'm big enough to know what you're doing is wrong."

"Wrong, really? By whose account?" The Raikage leaned down, his face level with Boruto's as he smiled. "I'm comforting your mother, she lost someone quite important to her."

"No, you're just using her to do…stuff…with her. I can see that!"

"Well, little one…" The Raikage leaned in closer to him, "You're right. And she'll never believe you if I tell you. I'm going to get your mother, spread her wide, and breed her until she can't walk. And then, you're going to have a lot of new brother's and sisters…and a new dad too."

"You won't win; I'll get her to kick your…"

"Boruto!" Hinata came just in time to hear her son nearly curse, to which the Raikage stood and Boruto to jump a bit in surprise. "I'm so sorry again. I feel like all I do is apologize."

"Please don't blame yourself. Look, you're obviously busy, but how about later we can train and get our minds off things? You could use some sparring practice, and who better than with me? After all, only I could match…his level of skill."

Hinata thought about this, the Raikage's lust growing as he watched the heavy mammaries wobble behind her robe. "Yes…yes please! I'd love that!"

"And bring the little one along, he could learn a thing or two." The Raikage's cock hardened just imagining penetrating and breeding her, and looked at the kid, smiling as he felt like he was getting closer to Hinata, and his goal.

"Okay Raikage, I'll meet you at your dojo in a few hours. Have a great day." She leaned over and kissed his cheek, then embarrassingly pulling away and closing the door. The Raikage's plan was coming along well, regardless of the brat. Now, to see if he could slip his cock in her while the sparred. He wanted to test the pussy out first BEFORE he spent his days using it over and over again.

Hinata walked in with Boruto into the Raikage's dojo, a monstrous pagoda with a bottom level entirely devoted to training. She didn't expect the Raikage to have gotten something this amazing after where she had last seen him, though she was honestly impressed by the scale. Boruto saw her mother's mind wandering – and biting her own lip – and shook her arm. "Mom, what are you thinking about?"

"The Dojo, it's huge!" Just then, the Raikage emerged from the back of the dojo, wearing his regular garbs. Hinata wore something far more form fitting under her own robes, and hoped that he would appreciate it. He smiled and beckoned the widow towards her. "Hello, Raikage."

"Good morning, Hinata. I'm glad you and your son could make it." He smiled down at the small Boruto, who looked back up in disgust at the older warrior. He went behind Hinata and assisted in removing her robes, revealing her supple figure caressed by her sports bra, tight legging, and exposed midriff. Her breasts bounced and stretched the fabric of the bra, and her ass pushed the strength of the pants to their very limits. A's very lust surged just seeing her hourglass figure from behind, her thick birthing hips twisting as she made herself comfortable. She felt his eyes watching her every move, and did her best to turn around without attracting too much attention to her breasts. "So, my dear, I'm hoping you haven't completely forgotten your training. Will you be able to keep up with me?"

"I believe so, Raikage." Hinata brought her feet together, bringing her arms up and preparing her form. She closed her eyes and breathed, feeling herself slip into an old, familiar rut: fighting, the rush of the art of battle. She opened her eyes and prepared her stance, to which A watched intently, nodding both in approval of her form, and of her body. He approached her, cupping her body and moving her ass closer to his crotch. "Does my form need improvement?"

"Not too much, but you could just bring your center forward slightly…" He pushed her body forward, seeing her focus and balance despite her massive breasts. He felt her ass push against him more, his thick cock hardening under his loose pants. He was unaware if she felt it, but part of him hoped she hadn't so he could get himself fully hard before revealing his size to her. He moved his arms gently over hers, letting him feel every inch of her soft, beautiful skin. Hinata's eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling. It wasn't that she felt like she needed him or sex from him, but being recognized as a fighter, feeling someone care for her form, for her in general, she missed it so.

The Raikage helped her form for many stances, all the while sporting a boner which visibly protruded from his pants. The only three people there were him, his quarry, and her son, who watched with fiery anger in his eyes. The next stance proved difficult, her left leg holding her body up as she balanced and raised her right leg up, keeping her arms and hands together. He helped her prepare the stance, moving his hands up and cupping her breasts slightly, feeling their firmness and watching them bounce as he slid past them. As she continued, she put her leg down and stretched down, doing a semi-split as she lowered her body down to stretch, and her ass poked itself high up in the air. Hinata nearly toppled over, tilting to the left had A not grabbed her and steadied her. His hands were firmly grasping her hips, moving down to grasp her ass to 'steady her' further. Looking down, he caught a glimpse of the fabric of her leggings sliding between her pussy lips, the tufts of skin easy to see even if she was standing up. He wanted so badly to reach down and caress it, make her wet and horny, strip off her leggings and plunge his cock into her. He walked forward and rubbed his massive boner against her ass cheeks, sliding them between them gently as to not arouse suspicion from her.

"Uhm, Raikage…how long should I hold this position?"

"A few more seconds, Hinata, just a few more." He finished pleasuring himself with her ass, pulling away and helping her up. She grasped at him to steady herself as she stood straight, only for her hand to brush against his hard cock. She blushed, ignoring it and hoping he didn't notice the soft touch of her hand. She looked over at her son who was fuming, angered seeing another man touch his mother.

"Boruto, dear, would you like to come and train with us?"

"No!" He screamed in defiance, trying to bury his head in his legs and look away from the sexual tension building in the couple in front of him. Hinata shrugged, feeling as though her son was going through something, possibly a subset of grief. He knew better than her, of course, and she was blind to what he saw clearly.

"Don't worry about him, Hinata. He's just upset. I'm sure he'll feel better soon. Until then, shall we continue?"

"I suppose so…are there any that you've recently learnt of? I might want to get out of just doing the same movements over and over."

"Of course." The Raikage smiled and instructed her to lay on her back, pushing herself up with her arms and legs to form an arch, her breasts flopping down and hanging as she closed her eyes and stretched her back. He went around and grasped her sides to help her get into a comfortable position, thinking of how easy it might be to pull his pants down and stuff her mouth full of his cock. He loved flexible women, and seeing her in this vulnerable positioned made him want her more, and he instinctively grasped her breasts, kneading them and feeling their firmness. Hinata yelped and fell backwards, falling on the mats with a soft thud and looking up dazed. The Raikage hit himself and kneeled down to see if she was alright. He saw in the corner of his eye, Boruto grinned and smiled, happy to see his rival's chances diminished, even slightly.

"What happened there..."

"Sorry Hinata, you were falling and I tried to grab and steady you but...I seemed to be too slow."

"It's…it's quite alright. Thank you, Raikage." She smiled and brushed off the grope, feeling it was for a more noble purpose than it truly was.

The next position found Hinata bent over, poking her ass into the air as she stood with her feet and hands flat on the mats. The Raikage walked up behind her, steadying her as she was slightly nervous of falling again "A, do you mind steadying me?"

"Of course, Hinata. You called me A for once…" He smiled as he grabbed her waist and began grinding his cock against her ass cheeks, hoping the angle would prevent her from feeling it too much.

"Raikage! I'm sorry, I must have slipped. I mean, it feels as though we're becoming far more casual with one another. I mean this in a good way, of course."

"Yes, I understand Hinata." He smiled as her approached orgasm, feeling her supple ass cheeks squishing his shaft, repeatedly moving back and forth slowly, steadying her as she stretched further and further. He was caught unaware as she slowly raised herself, her ass still clutching his cock as she brought herself up and arched her back, laying her head on his shoulder. She reached back and grasped his shoulders, stretching her back further.

"Just give me a minute to stretch my lower back." She was unaware of what her ass was doing, only feeling stretching and tugging at her lower back. The Raikage had an urge once again to simply grab her ass and fuck it to oblivion, but he felt it might be tasteless. After all, he rather her surrender her will to him freely. It would be far more satisfying breeding and corrupting her when she's willing to be part of his harem…

She let go of his shoulders, walking forward as his cock was released and slapped against his body with a thump, still dumbfounded that he got away with it. Hinata smiled meekly at him, sitting on the ground as she lay spread eagle, trying to stretch her legs. "Raikage, do you mind continuing your assistance?"

A smiled and responded silently, leaning down to stretch her legs further, her eyes closing from the pain of the stretch, her arms grabbing the mats quite tightly. The Raikage put his body weight into stretching her, simultaneously pushing his cock against her pussy lips and rubbing back and forth. He had to do it subtly, of course, because he could only image what she might do if she looked to see him doing it. He rocked back and forth again, but this time, he wasn't the only one getting aroused. Hinata stayed focused on the stretch, but her body fought against her, her pussy moistening and releasing juices which soaked her yoga pants. She was unaware of it due to the intensity of the stretch, letting the Raikage rub harder and harder, hearing her begin to pant and moan a bit. "Raikage…it really hurts…I think I can relax now…"

"Just a few more moments…" HE rubbed harder and harder, seeing her pants grow damper and damper before he pulled away, letting her stand slowly. Her legs wobbled from the extension of her legs, and she looked to see her pussy was wet and her leggings soaked. She blushed, not aware that she had become involuntarily aroused, and tried to dry it as best she could, frightened of what the Raikage might think. But, if she made it known, he might get the wrong idea. "R-Raikage, maybe we can try another stretch…it's a bit odd, it involves me on top of you. Do you mind?"

"Hinata, have I ever minded?" He grinned sinisterly knowing what he had done to her, but kept it to himself. He lay on the ground, letting her straddle him as the pussy juices on her legging soaked through his own robes. The scent was intoxicating, but Hinata might run if he drew attention, and let her enact her next stretch pose.

Hinata straddled his pelvis, hooking her feet under his legs, and leaned back to stretch her back, her workout top rising due to her tits, and soon the Raikage saw a fantastic view of her under-boob, grasping her firm body to make sure she didn't fall and hurt herself. His cock was extremely heard, to the point of hurting from how lustful he was, and did his best to avoid her pussy to make sure she didn't feel it too much. Still, he caressed and massaged her abs as she stretched them, even going as far to bounce a bit to simulate cowgirl position, his mind racing with possibility. He leaned his head back to see Boruto in his seat again, pouting more watching his mother violated by the Raikage. Hinata finally came back up, nearly falling full on top of A. She stumbled and threw her hands out, her face only inches from his as they looked at each other.

"So, shall we continue, Hinata?"

"Yes…yes, Raikage." She smiled meekly and stood, helping him up as they continued their forms and training.

The training session lasted a little over five hours, but afterwards, Hinata was sweating quite profusely, enough that her sports bra became to fade into translucence, revealing her pink nipples poking through the fabric. The Raikage had noticed it, but of course, he couldn't do much. Not for now, at least. He slowly grabbed her robe and draped it over her, letting her fall into its soft comfort before turning and smiling at the Raikage. "Thank you, this was nice. I needed an escape from the house today."

"Of course, my dear. It was my pleasure. Though, you could join me tomorrow for dinner, alone, to thank me."

Hinata recoiled a bit at the proposition. She hadn't even thought of beginning to see other men or look at any with an inkling of attraction, let alone agree to a dinner. "Raikage, I don't think…"

"Hinata, it'll be my treat. You need some time alone, and I can help you achieve that. I can pick you up at eight at night tomorrow, we can grab some food somewhere, or I can cook, and we can talk and just relax."

"Raikage…"

"Hinata, I know you have mixed feelings, but It'll be good for you, I promise." He hugged the small but well endowed woman, feeling her breasts against him as he kneeled down to say goodbye to her son. "Goodbye, small one."

"I know what you're doing…"

"I know, small one." He winked at him, a sinister smile growing on his face as Boruto once again scowled. "take care of your mother, alright."

The child turned away in anger, the Raikage nodding in goodbye as Hinata smiled and left, her head filled with confusing thoughts. She missed Naruto oh so much, feeling an emptiness that nothing could fill, and the constant onslaught of offers and kindness from the Raikage made her feel almost uncomfortable. She trusted him, but felt like she was moving too fast trying to relax and get over her husband. Regardless, she knew he'd be at her house the next night whether she argued against it or not, and felt perhaps a night out with him would satisfy whatever he needed, and let her have some peace of mind. At lease, for now. She turned away ands looked at the pagoda which he lived in, imagining living in there instead of her tiny house. The thought of all that was alluring, but she wouldn't use her vulnerability to get things from those who wanted to help her. The dinner he offered was enough, and she'd happily agree to it if it sated his want to help.

The Raikage, on the other hand, was far more impatient than he had seemed earlier. His cock was hard again, from the anger of not being able to breed Hinata that day, as well as from imagining her tight pussy engulfing his shaft. He needed to get anger out, but not conventionally with training. No, he needed something to let out his anger and sexual frustration, to release everything. Perhaps his old friend Kurenai would be available to talk and help…or perhaps her daughter, Mirai. She had grown into a fine young woman, and it was a shame she had yet to have a gentleman suiter. A took it upon himself to get dressed and head to the house of the Kurenai Clan, and perhaps use the two sluts living there for his needs.

The clock struck eight at night, and Hinata stood in front of the mirror in her tight black dress. Her cleavage was insanely visible, and a slit on the side of the dress revealed her long, slender leg, and a thick hip, connected to her plump ass. She felt both hidden and exposed in the dress, and felt a tingling of sorts wearing it. It made her feel sexy for the first time in a while; perhaps this date would be good for her. She had decided not to put on a bra or panties, her dress pumping up her already firm breasts and airing out her pussy, the cool air wafting through the slit of the dress. Her son was upstairs, asleep alone as she approached the door, waiting for her 'date' to show up. He hadn't given her much of a choice for the date, but then again, it didn't seem like he was trying to do anything. He was just friendly, and she was glad she could rely on someone. A knock at the door just a few moments after eight preceded, and she ran to the door to reveal the Raikage in his formal attire. "Raikage! My, you look phenomenal."

"And you, my dear, look…" he tore her clothes off with his eyes, imagining putting his thick cock inside her, hearing her beg for more, spraying cum in her, breeding her for the good of the clan, creating a harem with her at the head of it. "delicious. Shall we head out?"

"Of course. And, we won't be too late, right? Boruto shouldn't wake up in the morning with me missing…"

"You shouldn't be long at all, Hinata. Come, I'll give you the ride of your life." He smiled and put his arm around her waist. As they exited, his cock hardened under his attire, imagining the brat waking up to see his mom staggering home, the Raikage's cum leaking from her used pussy. He didn't want to lie to her, but he knew that even if she didn't want to spend the night with him, she would. No matter what.

Hinata and A sat in the small restaurant, her breasts leaning on the table, as sitting straight was beginning to hurt her back quite a bit. The Raikage kept his eyes on her massive cleavage, but met with her eyes regularly to not be rude as they sat together. "How have you been, Hinata? You look well. A lot better than the past few days."

"Thank you, Raikage. I fell…I suppose, a bit more together. Things have seemed clearer after our practicing at your dojo. It felt good to get back into the old rhythms again."

"I agree." He leaned forward, trying to reveal his arms a bit more to get her enticed by his presence. "Tell me, Hinata, you must have quite a few gentleman suitors now. After all, being more…available. I'm sorry if I offend."

"No, it's quite alright. I feel like it'll take some time to get better, but for now, I feel relieved there aren't men lining up to court me, or undress me, or who knows what. Besides, I feel like there's already someone I know that has my attention."

"In what way?"

"In…in a way that they're someone I can trust, and talk to, and perhaps confide in. After all, they were there for me when I was devastated. I owe them something for their kindness." Hinata looked up at A and smiled, her eyes meeting his as his jaw slacked a bit.

"Well…well Hinata, you know you can stop calling me Raikage. After all –"

"Yes, you aren't the Raikage anymore, A." She winked, giggling to herself as her smiled himself. "What can I say, I try to see the best in people, which often reminds me of them at their best. When I see you, I still see the Raikage that was ferocious in combat, and a bit too protective of B."

"Well, I'm not all heart." The Raikage smiled as the meal came, Hinata having to pull her massive breasts away from the table so as to prevent the plate from being pushed to the other side. "I do have a bit of a rough side to me."

"Yes, when you fight, as you had when you fought my husband…" Hinata's eyes drifted downwards, the Raikage leaping to action to try and get her mind off of it.

"Yes, yes that was quite a time. But look at you now, you could probably hold your own against me, especially after I saw what you were capable of in my dojo. You've become a formidable fighter, Hinata. Someone surpassing even my own skill."

"Oh…stop, Raikage."

"I mean it. Truly. You're a gifted woman: strong, funny, gorgeous, determined, desirable." She looked up to see him chuckle a bit. "See? I knew you'd look up at that."

"Fine, fine you got me." Hinata held back her tears, trying her best to recompose herself. "I'm so sorry, Raikage. I'm a mess."

"You aren't a mess. And, before you say anything, you won't ruin the night. That's my job."

Hinata smiled, looking down again as she slipped her foot out of one of her high heeled shoes, rubbing his leg with her foot. "Whatever you say, but I'm sure that I could do a worse job."

"Nonsense. Besides, your meal will get cold. Don't tarry any longer."

"Yes, A." She smiled, moving her focus to the meal as her mind drifted off, thinking of her situation, and how the only thing she could really think about was the strong, masculine man sitting across from her, teasing her with his muscles and his mannerisms…

"Come, Hinata. Let's go."

"Where?" Hinata looked up just as she was finishing her dinner, the Raikage already standing next to her.

"To the floor. I want to dance with you."

"Do…do they do that here?"

"Does it matter?" Hinata looked over and did see a few other couples dancing, and she nervously took the Raikage's outstretched had as she helped her up and led her over to the dance floor. The Raikage grasped her tight waist, his fingers barely drifting over her plump ass, and another hand grasping hers firmly, but gently. Hinata reciprocated with her hand on his back, letting him guide as the began to dance. She looked up at him, and his eyes were glued on her, his steps in sync with her own, the both of them moving in unison.

"Well, you're quite the dancer, Raikage. Color me impressed." Hinata smiled and giggled, the Raikage revelling in the sound of her laughter.

"I'm not a barbarian, no matter what anyone else thinks of me. I can be civilized."

"Not too often, right? Else people might think you're going soft."

"Huh, I suppose you're right." The Raikage smiled as Hinata pulled herself closer to him while they danced, her cheek resting against his chest as they continued. "Tell me, Hinata, did you dance often before?"

"Not too often, I learned to dance years back, but I never got around to actually doing it often. I feel so rusty, it's weird to do."

"So…are you enjoying yourself, then?"

"I am! With you it feels natural, it feels easier to get back into it. You're as good a dance teacher as well as you are a fighting teacher." She winked at A, who smiled back.

"I can't say no now, can I?"

"Nope." She gripped his back tighter, bringing herself in closer. "So, what were you planning on doing tonight after our little dance?"

"I was thinking of heading to my dojo, maybe practicing some techniques before I sleep."

"You're so lonely there, don't you ever have someone stay with you?"

"Not usually, maybe some day, but I feel better alone."

"Well…I mean, you shouldn't be alone all the time. Would you like to come back with me, we can spend some more time together before you head home."

"Y-yes Hinata, I'd love that." The Raikage felt his heart beat faster, getting closer to his prize. He wanted to make sure nothing ruined this, and chose his words quite carefully. "Would we be going there now?"

"Well, heels often wreck my feet quite badly, I wouldn't mind heading him to rest. But first, let's dance more."

The Raikage continued spinning her around and playing with her as if she were a doll, her face becoming softer as she succumbed to the alcohol in her slowly. The Raikage moved his hand up and grasped her breast, feeling it in its firm, bouncing glory, kneading it and finding the perky nipple under the dress. He realized she wasn't earing bra, and finally knew what her bare breast felt like…nearly. Still, he leaned down, her head rolling back as he put his face between her breasts and kissed her, slowly kissing up to her neck as she pulled her head up and looked at him. "My, my, Raikage. You're awfully talented."

"I try, Hinata."

"You don't seem like you need to try very hard, at least." Hinata grabbed him again, letting his hand move to her ass as he slapped it, slipping his fingers under her dress to grab the mass of fat and muscle. Her ass cheek felt heavenly, bouncing nearly as much as her massive breasts, and he moved his fingers around it, discovering a lack of a panty string, or panties for that matter. Perhaps she was trying to be comfortable, but perhaps she also knew this might happen. She rolled her head back again, the alcohol gaining a grasp on her as she nearly fell to her knees. "Raikage, I think…I think I need to head home."

"Say no more." The couple stopped dancing, and the Raikage grasped her hand, leading her out of the restaurant and into the night. When they exited, he hoisted her into his arms, Hinata laughing and enjoying her little flight as the Raikage carried her down the street to her house. He was so close to his goal, he hoped it wouldn't be false hope he was riding on.

The Raikage opened the door to Hinata's house quietly, bringing her inside as she peeled her heels from her feet, throwing them on the floor and putter her tired feet on the floor. The Raikage grasped her waist and picked her up in his arms, making her yelp quietly and laughing as he carried her through the halls. They passed Boruto's room, the child fast asleep as the Raikage opened the door to Hinata's room and laid her on the bed, letting her spread her body out and watching her relax, her mind bubbling with wine and satisfaction. She smiled and closed her eyes, moving her hands over her huge breasts and down to her waist. "Tell me, Raikage. Did you put anything in that wine?"

"No, Hinata, why do you ask?"

"Because I'm a bit more tipsy than usual, and I need to blame someone."

The Raikage pulled her dress up, revealing her thick hips and tight waist, along with her shaved pussy which ached for his cock. He crawled on top of her, kissing her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in close as they embraced. The Raikage moved his fingers from one hand up to grab her breast, turning her on further as she quivered and massaged her other tit. His other hand, however, became free once he rotated himself onto his side, the fingers moving to her tiny pussy as her juices were already leaking onto her lips. The Raikage felt her clit, playing with it as he opened her pussy lips, dipping his fingers into the warm hole, pulling out and spreading the juice over his fingers. Hinata pulled her mouth from his, looking at him in wanting as she spread her legs.

"Raikage, I missed this feeling. Please, be gentle, it's been so long."

"I promise I will, Hinata." He put one finger in her slowly, the minor movement shaking her as her eyes rolled back and she felt his finger reach into the very depths of her womb. His rough finger played with the ribbing inside her pussy, moving to her G-spot as he began to flick and rotate his finger around it, her own hands grasping him and the sheets as she braced herself. The Raikage leaned in and kissed her, Hinata barely able to kiss back as she struggled for breath during the onslaught of sensations. Still, she closed her lips around his, her tongue poking into his mouth as his did the same to her. As the Raikage continued fingering her, her pussy began to give enough that he could comfortably enter and retrieve his finger from inside her, so much so that he took his middle finger and rubbed juices onto it, pushing the two fingers into her as she moaned louder, feeling her body stretch to accommodate him. As she moaned, the Raikage grabbed her mouth and looked at her, whispering "Shhh, your son is sleeping."

Hinata nodded while smiling, her mind far from thinking about Boruto as the Raikage pushed his fingers deeper into her, up to his knuckles as he felt his fingers reach the back of her pussy, the full sensation inside Hinata enough to finally make her cum across his hand, spraying her juices over him and making her shake uncontrollably. "Raikage, A, oh A, can…can I do something for you?"

"Yes, of course." The Raikage pulled his fingers from inside her, Hinata leaping onto him in a flurry of lust as she pulled his pants down to retrieve his cock from the recesses of his clothing. The monster cock she pulled out was as large as the huge log she noticed when the had practiced together, the thick shaft nearly as thick as her wrist, and far longer than she initially thought it would be. She grazed in awe at the cock in her hands, playing with his juicy balls as well, and slowly stuck her tongue out and lapped at the head. His pre-cum was already oozing from his cock, the taste quite alien, yet pleasant, to Hinata, and she moved closer and opened her mouth wide, pushing the huge head past her lips and teeth and deep into her mouth. She rubbed his balls, hearing him moan from pleasure, and smiled a bit, enjoying the fact that she could excite him so. She wrapped her lips around the shaft which was inside her mouth, and sucked at it as she played with his testicles, peeling her dress off as her breasts fell out, free and bouncing from their size. The Raikage saw this and grew harder, surprising Hinata as his cock thickened from the sudden rush of blood into it, making her squeal in delight. She looked up and locked eyes with him, putting her hands on his chest as she grabbed him while sucking his cock, making it look like she was helpless to his whims. The Raikage placed a hand on her head, helping her bob up and down on the cock, her slurping and gagging resounding around the small room as she forced the cock deeper into her mouth.

Eventually, she pulled the cock from her mouth, several bridges of spit and pre-cum spanning the gap between her succulent lips and the scrotum. "Raikage, can we…can we do something more?"

The Raikage slowly pushed Hinata to the bed, crawling on top of her as his cock rubbed against her moist pussy, juices already soaking through the sheets from where he had fingered her earlier. He slowly leaned into her, his cock pulling her pussy apart as it entered. While his fingers were big, Hinata was unprepared for the shaft to enter her, the thick log bigger than his fingers, and very, very filling. Her eyes rolled back and she nearly screamed in surprise had she not grabbed a pillow and screamed into it as it entered. She felt dazed after the insertion, her pussy already at the verge of cumming from simply being penetrated, but the Raikage was yet to be done with her. He leaned into her and locked lips with her again, thrusting with his pelvis as his cock entered deep into her womb, hitting the back of her pussy repeatedly as he fucked her. Hinata writhed and grasped the Raikage's shirt, tearing it apart as she grabbed, stabilizing herself from the sex. The Raikage pulled away from her, looking into her eyes as she was pushed against the bed from his thrusts.

"Hinata, I love you. I have since the moment I saw you, and I've only dreamed of this moment."

"Raikage…I feel something for you too…maybe I love you too…but I can't…say that yet."

"I don't care, take as long as you need. But I love you."

"Thank you, A." Hinata smiled and kissed him again, letting him have his way with her as his hands wrapped around her waist and began to plough deeper into her, stuffing her hole with his monstrous cock, filling it to the brim with meaty joy. Hinata couldn't contain herself, not even her late husband's cock was this big, and she wanted more of it. She felt horrible and dirty, but for once she shut that part of her mind out, enjoying the feeling of being lusted for and wanted again, and kissed the Raikage more as he sped up his thrusts. She couldn't take any more, her pussy tightening and her orgasm beginning. The Raikage, however, wasn't planning on stopping, and fucked her harder and harder, each strike of his cock through her pussy making the orgasm intensify tenfold. She was out of breath and words, unable to speak, scream, or make any noise whatsoever, and before long, her pussy tightened further and further, clasping down on the Raikage's thick cock. While A wanted the sex to last forever, he knew he couldn't compete with the feeling that Hinata's womb had on him, and let himself relax and his balls begin to push cum to his cock. His body shook along with hers, their intertwined orgasms pushing and pulling his cum from his cock, the gooey sperm shooting into her womb and filling her to the brim with the liquid. She orgasmed yet again, the feeling of cum entering her more effective than any cock. Her orgasms pulled his cock and cum further into her womb, the juice entering the deepest recesses of her womb as it continued to shoot from his shaft. His testicles relaxed and eventually the stream of cum stopped, but for Hinata, she felt like it was still cumming inside her, and held onto the bed as though she were being torn in half. The Raikage pulled his rapidly softening cock from her womb, her eyes refocusing and her body relaxing after the multiple orgasms which had shot through her.

Hinata grabbed the Raikage, pulling herself close to him as they embraced once again, feeling his muscular arms wrap around her body as she drifted to sleep from exhaustion. "A, that was amazing. I can't believe I came like that…"

"Well, Hinata, perhaps it was meant to be. Only I could make you cum like that."

"Yes…yes Raikage." She kissed him again, leaning back and putting her head on the pillow, feeling his cum drip from her gaping pussy. "I can barely stay awake. But perhaps tomorrow…or just a bit later…we can do it again?"

"Of course, Hinata." The Raikage kissed her, watching her fall asleep as he cuddled up to her, waiting for the moment she will be ready to go again. And again after that.