Naruto lemons

by Tartarusboi

Just Naruto lemons that I found over the internet. THEY ARE NOT MINE

31. Naruto’s temptations

CHAPTER 1

Naruto let out a groan as he flopped down onto the bed. His blonde hair was disheveled, his brow slick with sweat, his body stiff as a board.

"Was work tough today, sweetie?" a soft voice came from the bathroom. Naruto craned his head up slightly, just managing to catch the sight of his wife, Uzumaki Sakura, standing in front of the bathroom mirror. She was clad in a simple tank top and a pair of shorts - although she had the shirt pulled up, and was applying lotion to her swollen belly, her womb having been ripe for about eight months with their first child.

"Yeah," Naruto mumbled. "Tons of paperwork, like you wouldn't believe. I can't wait for my laptop to get out of the shop - having to go back to pen and paper is a pain in the ass." Even with Kurama hard at work, his hand was cramped, his fingers feeling as brittle as tissue paper, every little motion making them ache with pain.

He watched as Sakura washed her hands in the sink, before pulling down the tank top over her belly. Nimble fingers allowed her to tie her long, pink hair up into a high ponytail. She half-walked, half-waddled out of the bathroom a moment later, flicking off the lights behind her, and closing the door as well.

Naruto eased himself off of the bed, striding around the side and grasping his wife's shoulder - picking her up with ease and setting her down on her side of the mattress.

She pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek. "Thanks, baby." Sakura said, rubbing her stomach.

"No problem," Naruto said. He smiled sweetly as he worked his way around the bed, before climbing onto his own side. "So… not tonight?" he said.

Sakura rolled her eyes. "You know how big you are, Naruto." she said, putting a hand on his thigh and giving him a reassuring squeeze. "I don't want you to accidently hurt the baby."

"I'll be gentle…!" Naruto promised.

"It's only a while longer," Sakura said.

He groaned, exasperated. "Can you at least… you know… give me a blowjob?" Naruto asked, his tone hopeful.

"You know I get nauseous when we do that." Sakura said. "You don't want me to throw up all over your dick, do you?"

"No…" Naruto murmured. "So, handy?"

"Handy." Sakura said. She reached her hands beneath the covers, peeling back his boxers and grasping the base of his member. Gently, she began to stroke it, Naruto letting out a groan at the feel of her warm hand against his shaft. "So… what's going on at work, honey?" Sakura asked. "You usually aren't this tired."

"Maa… I don't know." Naruto said, as she continued to stroke him. "It's just- I've been Hokage for a while now. At first, I just felt so enthusiastic… but Kage Bunshin give me some serious migraines after a while, so I've had to do all the work on my own… and without my laptop, it's just a huge pain in the ass." He sighed. "I knew being Hokage was going to be tough, but honestly, I can see why Sandaime-jichan was so eager to give up the hat to tou-san."

Sakura pursed her lips together. "Have you ever thought about… I don't know… getting a secretary or something like that?"

"A secretary?" Naruto said.

"Yeah," Sakura said. "You could have her arrange meetings, maybe funnel some of the more menial work down to her… stuff like that."

Naruto frowned. "I don't know…" he murmured. "Who could I use as a secretary though?" Naruto said. "I can't use a civilian - I might have to show them classified stuff, and I can't trust anyone who isn't a kunoichi or a shinobi."

"What about Ino?" Sakura suggested.

"Ino?"

"Yeah!" Sakura said. "She's been looking to get out of the kunoichi game. Settle down, have some kids, you know. I could talk to her! Her being your secretary would be perfect. It's a win win situation, no?"

"I guess." Naruto said. "When can you talk to her?"

"Tomorrow." Sakura said. "Hinata, Ino and I are meeting up for lunch."

A small grin curled the blonde's lips. "Awesome!" he said, before letting out a light groan as Sakura intensified her pace, as she continued to stroke his engorged member. "If she says yes, send her up to my office. I can have her set up by the day after tomorrow."

"Sounds like a plan." Sakura said. "Almost?" she asked, her head tilted to the side.

Naruto gritted his teeth. "Getting there…" he murmured. Sakura only continued to intensify her pace, faster and faster, until- "Argh…!"

With a groan, he came, spraying a hot and sticky load into the inside of his sheets. Sakura grimaced, wiping her hand clean on the bed. "Good night, baby." she said, rolling over - reaching a hand out to turn off the lamp beside the bed - before slowly drifting to sleep.

Naruto sighed, before climbing out of the bed. He walked to the bathroom, wiped himself down, and then slipped back onto the mattress - Sakura's snores echoing throughout the room already. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, and then, drifted off to sleep himself.

--

"Are you saying that Naruto-sama is looking for me to be his personal secretary?" Ino said, astonishment in her gaze.

Sakura chuckled. "I said that Naruto is looking for a secretary in general," Sakura said, her voice slightly teasing. "And that I recommended you to take up that position."

Ino blinked, her blue-green eyes trained carefully on Sakura, almost as if expecting the pink haired woman to burst out in laughter, claiming that it had been some kind of joke. But… clearly, that wasn't forthcoming.

"A-Alright." Ino said, her voice rather shaky, although neither Sakura nor Hinata - who was calmly sipping her tea - seemed to notice. "When do I start?'

"Naruto said that he wants you to go straight up there… as soon as we're done eating lunch that is," Sakura said happily, the waiter in view - carrying a platter, with three small plates on top. A steaming hot cinnamon bun for Hinata, and two plates of dango for both Sakura and Ino. He placed them down in front of them, gave them a small nod, and then strode off.

Ino could hardly contain her excitement, all through lunch. She hardly spoke - only really answering questions that were asked, or asking herself whether Sakura and Hinata were finished eating. Again, neither of her friends seemed to notice… the both of them having lengthy conversations about the state of Sakura's pregnancy, and about a mission that Hinata had been wounded on about three weeks prior. Ino could feel her knees shaking beneath the table. Her hands felt clammy, her heart nearly beating out of her ribcage.

She stifled a shriek as the waiter finally, fucking FINALLY came with their check. She paid in cash, and as casually and at the same time as quickly as she could manage, Ino strolled out of the cafe, shooting hurried goodbyes to Sakura and Hinata.

Ino stopped about a block down the road, finally unable to stop the shrill cry of happiness that spilled forth from her lips, startling several nearby bystanders and causing more than one person to give her the stink eye. She merely glared at them in return, although her cheeks were tinted a slight pink in obvious embarrassment.

What luck! What fortune! Ino had to pinch herself on the arm, to ensure that she wasn't dreaming, that she, Yamanaka Ino, had the luck to be selected as none other than Uzumaki Naruto's personal assistant.

Why was she so happy? Well… it was simple, really.

Her crush on Uchiha Sasuke had been no secret, back when he had been in the village, and even a little after he had left. It had persisted for a while… but, as tales of his deeds reached Konoha, Ino knew that her feelings were slipping away. To be replaced by even stronger, more potent, more meaningful feelings towards her fellow blonde - who was none over than Naruto. She had watched, as he had saved the village from Pein. She had watched him battle Edo Tensei during the war, fight Madara and his lackeys, and had awoken to the news that he had been the one to save the world, alongside Sasuke, from the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

It was childish, she knew. But she couldn't help the way her heart would swell in his presence, the way her blood pounded in her ears, the way her eyes would trail his beautiful face or his muscled figure…

He was amazing.

And then… Sakura had stepped in.

She wasn't spiteful towards Sakura. She didn't hate her best friend, she simply couldn't. Sakura and Naruto… the writing had been on the wall long before Ino had developed her lo- crush on Naruto. She had watched as the two had bonded through tears, after Sasuke had deserted the village and had left Naruto hospitalized. She had watched them fight, tooth and nail to get him back. And… she had watched as their despair was renewed, after Sasuke had once again left the village on a journey of redemption.

It wasn't surprising. First… they had hung out. Then, their daily visits to Ichiraku's had turned to proper dates, first to Ichiraku's and then to higher class restaurants. It wasn't long before Sakura had proudly proclaimed Naruto as her boyfriend. It wasn't long, before Naruto had popped the question. Sakura hadn't even hesitated in saying yes. And it wasn't long… before Naruto had slipped that exquisite diamond ring onto Sakura's finger, in front of Ino - who had of course, been Sakura's maid of honor.

They were so happy. Sakura… aside from Naruto, of course, Sakura had first confided in Ino her pregnancy. She remembered watching Sakura pulling up her shirt, showing off her navel, coercing Ino into rubbing the smooth skin… where, beneath layers of muscle and skin, Ino knew that Naruto's seed was growing.

However, the fires of jealousy, of envy, were not so easily crushed. From the sidelines, she watched, as Naruto was the absolute perfect gentlemen to Sakura, the best husband one could possibly be, looking after her hand and foot, worshipping the ground she walked on. And Sakura… Sakura was the same! She was the perfect fucking wife! They were so perfect?! Why did they have to be perfect, while she, Ino, was forced to lounge alone in her apartment!

But now… an opportunity. Maybe - she could soothe her crush, by being around Naruto. Maybe… she could relax. Maybe, she could finally rest. She had to. She had to at least fucking try.

And so, with a heavy heart, she made the trip up to his office.

She had no time to change. It wasn't that she was dressed unnecessarily casual - but she wasn't in her shinobi gear, nor was she in anything fancy. A simple green shirt. A pair of knee-length shorts. Some sandals that showed off her feet, toenails painted a glorious emerald. Her hair was tied up in its usual do, a blonde curtain that obscured half of her face.

Ino, of course, attempted to… class herself a bit. She patted down her hair, wiped down the front of her shirt… not so subtly adjusted her bra in an attempt to make her bust that much more evident. And now, she felt that she was ready. She reached forward, standing in the hallway just outside of the Hokage's office… and knocked.

A pause.

"Come in!" that familiar, warm voice called, one that sent a shiver down Ino's spine.

She gulped. And then, she twisted the door handle, stepping into the room before her courage deserted her, and closing the door behind her. She turned to face him. His blue eyes trained on her, a small smile on his face - his figure hardly visible behind the mounds of paperwork on his desk.

"Ino!" he greeted. "I take it that Sakura managed to get you on board, hmm?"

She didn't trust herself to speak. And so, instead, she gave him a single, firm nod.

"Excellent." Naruto said, beaming. "Sit down, sit down." he said, clearing away some of his paperwork, so as to allow her to see him clearly, looking so positively amazing in his usual Hokage attire. Of course, that wasn't his intention - he merely didn't want it in the way of their conversation. "So… if you take this job, Ino, I'll have to ask you to sign a few forms." he said calmly. "The usual stuff… promising that any classified information stays classified, a simple contract to prevent you from quitting, benefits such as therapy on request… stuff like that. You alright with that?"

Ino swallowed once more. "Sure." she said, her voice… strong. It took her digging her fingernails into her palms so deeply that she drew blood to manage it, but finally, she could talk in front of her idol. "Um… could… could I ask you what the starting pay would be?" Ino asked.

Naruto smiled. "We can arrange that later," he said airily. "But… rest assured, it'll be more than enough for you to live comfortably."

She nodded. It wasn't that she cared - Naruto could pay her in dango and dirt, and she would likely still take the job. "So… once the signing is out of the way… when can I start, Naruto-sama?" Ino asked.

Naruto chuckled. "Please. Naruto-sama makes me feel way too old, especially from one of my friends." he said. "Naruto is fine."

"Okay... " Ino swallowed. "Naruto-kun."

He beamed. "You can start tomorrow, Ino." he said. "I've got the paperwork right here," he said, pulling a few pieces of parchment from one of the stacks, and slipping it in front of her, along with a pen. "Sign here. Initials here. Date of birth, full name here." He watched as she did so, noting the pretty way she wrote her name, with hearts above the lower-case 'I's and all. "Awesome!" Naruto exclaimed. "I'll have some clones put together your office," he said. "There's a spare room right across from here that you can use."

"Is… is that all?" Ino asked. She didn't think she could stay much longer in his presence, not without dropping her shorts and panties, bending over the desk and asking him to take her right then and there.

"Just about." Naruto said.

He stood up, walking around the desk with a few powerful strides. He gave a nod of his head, and instinctively she stood up. He was… massive compared to her, nearly a full foot taller, like a giant compared to her in frame and in height. And yet, she felt no fear as he gazed at her, those warm blue eyes sending tingles up and down her spine.

Naruto reached forward, wrapping those burly arms around her, and pulling Ino into a hug. "Thank you for doing this," he murmured into her ear, completely unaware of the fact that Ino had froze, gibbering against his shoulder. "You have no idea how much I've needed a secretary to help me in the office."

Ino could almost whimper. He was so… warm. His chakra was infecting her, influencing her body, making her feel all loose and…

"It's no problem, Naruto-kun!" she blurted, taking a step back and breaking the hug.

Naruto grinned at her. "Tomorrow, at seven in the morning." he said simply. "I'll have a clone meet you in the lobby, to show you to your office and such." He clapped her on the shoulder, nearly knocking his fellow blonde over on accident with his strength. "Have a good one, Ino!" he said.

"Y-you too…" she murmured weakly.

--

It was hard to believe.

In her first week of working with Naruto, Ino had been happier than she had been in ages. Doing the most menial tasks for him - bringing him paperwork, coffee, tea, food for when he forgot to eat… it made her heart positively race, and it left a smile etched on her face that persisted throughout the day. The tiniest word from him to her made her day. A 'thanks' here, a 'good morning' there.

However… she did notice… some things.

Sometimes, when she would go home fairly late and come back relatively early, Naruto would still be there in his office. Sometimes, he would be scrawling signatures on an upside down paper. Other times, he would be fast asleep. In the seven days she had worked with him, he had only gone home at a proper time twice. And both times he did, he came back looking even more tired than he had before going home.

What was wrong? Perhaps… was the perfect couple finally breaking apart? Ino couldn't help but feel absolutely horrible, for the idea of Sakura and Naruto splitting up sent a shiver of… of happiness through her! What kind of a friend was she? Sakura deserved Naruto, after how hard she had fought and clawed for someone like Sasuke, she deserved a nice man like Naruto.

But… something was clearly out of the ordinary. She had no idea how long this had been going on, but she, Yamanaka Ino, would get to the bottom of it.

And she did that the only way she knew how.

"Is there something wrong, Naruto-kun?"

Naruto nearly spilled coffee over his front, his blue eyes - shadowed by dark circles - widening ever so slightly. "What do you mean?" he said hurriedly, placing his cup of coffee down on the desk.

Ino placed a hand on her hip. She had managed to control herself in front of him now - and although her blood was still roaring in her ears, and her heart was still pumping fiercely, she looked calm and composed on the outside.

"Don't try and hide it from me, Naruto-kun." Ino pressed. "Obviously, something has to be wrong. Late nights? Dark circles? I mean, your pen's been out of ink for the past fifteen minutes and you haven't even noticed!"

Naruto, not so subtly, threw that pen in the trash, and retrieved a second one from a drawer. "Okay… maybe I'm a little off my game." he admitted a moment later, biting his lip. "Just-"

"Just, what?" Ino said. "You can trust me, Naruto-kun." she said soothingly. "I'm your secretary, no? That's practically another word for therapist."

Naruto chuckled. "Sure it is, Ino." he said, grinning despite his rather drab mood. "Alright. Sakura and I… it's been months since we've had sex. Literal months."

"Ah…" Ino murmured.

"I mean- that's not so bad in itself." Naruto mumbled. "But we used to screw like rabbits, all the time. And then she cut me off. Cold turkey. I- I don't blame her of course," he said hurriedly. "But… you know… it's been tough."

Ino sighed. She leaned down, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Don't you worry, Naruto-kun." she said, her green-blue eyes locking with his cerulean ones. "The baby's due super soon, isn't it?" she said reassuringly. "Just hang in there."

Naruto smiled. "I'll try." he said.

Unfortunately… things only seemed to worsen in the coming days.

Naruto wasn't sure why, either. At least, at first. Thankfully, a rumbling from Kurama - not that the fox did it on purpose - managed to clear things up for him.

"That blonde one is really trying to show off, isn't she?" Kurama murmured.

Naruto blinked. "What do you mean?" he asked his furry companion.

Kurama sighed. "Look at what she's wearing." he said simply. "Human females don't dress like that unless they're trying to attract a mate."

Truthfully, his conscious brain hadn't noticed it until Kurama had pointed it out - but, now that the Kyuubi had kindly pointed him in the right direction, it was all that Naruto could think about.

Her first week, Ino had stuck to simple clothes. A skirt here. Jeans. A variety of colorful shirts. Nothing flashy… well, flashy for Ino at least.

But… by the dawning of her second week, things started to be a little different.

The first day, she wore an incredibly tight violet skirt, one that showed off her rather ample rump. The shirt she wore was button-up, but even that seemed tight, straining against her bust.

The second day, she wore something similar… a pale lavender skirt, with a purple blouse that had the first few buttons undone, showing off a rather… inappropriate amount of cleavage.

The third day, she wore a small tank top that revealed her midriff, and a pair of skin tight black short shorts. Naruto had questioned her - and Ino had claimed that she was going to exercise after work, and didn't want to go home and change. At the time, he had believed her.

The fourth day, she wore a pair of yoga pants… so tight, so delicious, hugging her firm ass cheeks in such a way that Naruto had to excuse himself to the bathroom then and there, and jerk himself off.

And so on.

And so on.

Handjobs from Sakura at home weren't enough. Jerking himself off, it wasn't fucking enough. For a brief moment, Naruto had even considered making a Kage Bunshin turn into his Sexy jutsu form… but, he had quashed that idea at once. The thought of Sakura… or Sasuke, or anyone discovering that he was quite literally screwing himself...

The third week dawned. And Ino stepped things up a notch. Naruto just couldn't bring himself to stop this beautiful blonde. The outfits only continued to get tighter and tighter, more and more revealing… and then, she started to do… things.

Like for instance-

"Oops!"

Ino pressed a hand to her cheek, a sly smile on her face. Carefully, she bent over, her ass in full view of Naruto, taking her sweet, sweet time in collecting the papers that she had 'dropped', her hips wiggling from side to side in a teasing fashion.

Or-

Ino smiled. Naruto had asked for coffee- and being the attentive secretary she was, she had decided to bring the pot into his office. Now, she was pouring it… bent over his chest, making sure not to spill any of the brown liquid by making sure to pour it nice and slow.

Naruto's eyes were glued… elsewhere. To her cleavage, to be exact, which was so teasing… her breasts practically staring at him. He could just make out her bra, a forest green beneath her lime green blouse.

"Is it hard?" Ino asked.

"W-what?" Naruto blurted. Was she talking about…?

"Sakura's pregnancy." Ino said, smiling sweetly. There was a glint in her eye, however, that told him that her choice of words had been entirely purposeful.

There was the time that she-

"Oh… shit!"

"Ah, fuck!"

Naruto cursed. He was infinitely glad that the coffee was slightly old, or else it would have burnt the living hell out of his crotch. Ino clapped her hands over her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Naruto-kun!" she exclaimed. "Here, let me get that for you!"

"What are you- oh…" Before he could stop her, she had slipped beneath the desk… a wad of napkins clutched in her hand. Slowly, tantalizingly, she began to 'clean' his crotch with the napkins… rubbing her hand over the coffee stain, using varying amounts of friction and moving her hand from side to side.

Really, Ino was driving him crazy. Her body… her sexy, irresistible body, flaunted in front of him day in and day out, at a time when he couldn't use his wife's equally sexy body to relieve his frustrations. He was going insane. Mental. Fuck! What was wrong with him?

And then… push finally came to shove.

"Beautiful, I insist, Dickless needs to finally have his-"

"Sai, you can't do that today!" Naruto heard Ino snap. "Naruto-sama is hard at work, and he doesn't have time for you to paint some stupid portrait of him!"

"I assure you, that my portrait is not 'stupid'. Dickless, while he may be lacking in the bedroom department, has a very nice physique, and I'm sure a painting of him in the lobby of the tower would do well to inspire morale." Naruto heard Sai calmly reply.

Naruto cracked the door to his office open, peering inside. Neither of them seemed to notice him - even after he cleared his throat in a gratingly obvious way.

A painting easel, folded up and compacted, was clutched in Sai's hand - along with a tub of what appeared to be a mixture of painting supplies. "Look," Sai was saying. "Just allow me to set up here, Beautiful." As he spoke, he began to unfold the easel. "I assure you, it will not take long!"

"Oh, no you don't!" Ino said. She leapt forward, grabbing the easel with one hand and the painting supplies with the other. "Naruto-sama has enough on his mind, and he certainly doesn't want you coming in here and making fun of of his penis for two hours!"

They struggled for a minute. Naruto considered intervening - but, before he could act…

SPLASH!

The tub of painting supplies had burst open. A myriad of different colored paints were sprayed across the front of Ino's blouse, the blonde momentarily frozen with shock, as Sai stared at her in a sort of blank yet oddly horrified way.

In that moment, Sai decided to flee. As Ino lunged at him, he melted into a puddle of ink - further ruining Ino's blouse. She shriekd in frustration, watching as the black ink disappeared into the floor, and yet the colored ink remained on the front of her blouse.

"Uh… Ino?" Naruto said.

She jumped. "N-Naruto-kun!" she said hurriedly, flinching as he closed the door to his office behind him. "You see, Sai and I-"

"Calm down, Ino." Naruto said, with a wave of his hand. "It's fine. "

"Oh, thank kami." Ino breathed.

"I'm going to go find someone to clean up this mess-" Naruto began. He almost turned to leave… almost. If he had left a moment later, everything would have been fine. And yet, instead, he was treated to the wonderful, wonderful view of Ino taking off her blouse, discarding it onto the floor and standing in the middle of his office in just her bra.

It was everything he could have dreamed of. Black lace, elegantly designed, her pink nipples just visible through the thin fabric. Her breasts… near perfect. Rounded. Plump. Perky. Just the right size, that Naruto knew they would fit near perfectly in his hands.

She smiled at him, almost knowingly.

"Uh- um…" Naruto stammered. His face was heating up… and yet, it was mid Autumn. Was it just him, or was it suddenly getting really, really hot in here? He couldn't take his eyes off of them… her, he meant her! "Here!" he blurted, taking off his coat. "Use this to- c-cover up!"

Ino grinned. "Thank you," she said, taking it from his arms, wrapping it around her shoulders appreciatively. Of course, it was a coat… and while he had expected her to wrap it around entirely, she was content to allow her front to remain bare… and thus, allow Naruto to continue to take in the sight of her bra-clad breasts.

She looked up at him.

"I'm so sorry, Naruto-kun…" she murmured. "I-I'm a horrible secretary. I mean… look at this mess!" She toed the mixture of colors staining the floor.

"It's- it's fine, Ino." Naruto said hurriedly, wanting, above all else, to make sure she knew that this wasn't her fault. "Don't worry about it. You're- you're my friend… a little bit of cleaning isn't going to make me get mad at you."

She smiled sweetly.

And then, she stepped forward, wounding her thin arms around his burly frame, and pulling him into a tight hug.

Naruto's mind… shut down. He couldn't focus. He couldn't think. All he could feel was Ino, her sweet scent, her breasts pressing against his chest like a pillow, her soft arms touching his tanned skin. Her nails gently raked his back through his shirt, massaging him. Without thinking, on pure instinct alone, he wrapped his arms around her as well.

"You really are an amazing person." Ino murmured, her voice soft. Naruto stilled. "So kind. So generous. Willing to forgive anyone and everyone, no matter how heinous their crimes, no matter how much they might not deserve forgiveness. Always willing to help everyone. Always there… for the village, even when they weren't there for you. For your friends. For your wife… for… for me."

He could feel her arms trailing down his back… until, they were tightly gripping his ass. He couldn't bring himself to push her away, even though alarm bells were ringing in his head.

"You have no idea how much this job means to me." Ino whispered. "The chance- to be around you. To see you. To talk to you. To… smell you. To feel you."

At that moment, she squeezed his ass. Naruto let out a light moan, feeling his body tense up ever so slightly. She looked up at him. Her green-blue eyes tinted with something very familiar to him… because he had seen that exact look in his own eyes, when he had gazed in the mirror. Lust. Mind numbingly powerful lust. She continued to squeeze his ass gently, sending ripples of pleasure up and down his spine.

His erection was so impossibly hard, that there was no way she couldn't feel it. And that much was confirmed not a second later, as she began to grind her lower body against him, rubbing her crotch up against his member, the layers of fabric not halting her for even an instant.

He couldn't think with his head anymore. At least… not the one on top of his body. His mind was a whirlwind of lust, and of desire. All he could see was her. Those beautiful, green-blue eyes… those even more beautiful breasts, still squashed up against his chest.

Without even thinking, he dipped his head down, and captured her lips in a deep kiss.

She leaned into it immediately. Hell, Ino was the first to add tongue to the action - slipping it in as a little tease, a little nudge against his own. Naruto answered with a fierce assault, pounding her tongue into submission, plundering her mouth relentlessly. One of his hands was gripping her blonde hair tightly. The other was holding her buttocks in a deathlock. Both of her hands were still on his ass.

They separated for air, a minute or two later.

Naruto stared down at her, his eyes darkened in such a way that sent tingles running up and down Ino's spine. "Get those fucking clothes off." he growled darkly. "Get on the fucking desk."

"Y-yes, Naruto-kun!" she said.

He turned, and as quick as his fingers would allow him, he locked the door. He activated a seal just beside it, one that would ensure no one would be able to hear anything from the outside, nor see anything through the windows - which merely showed him sitting in his desk, working as usual from the outside.

Once more, he turned. And there, she was, waiting for him. Her bra long since discarded. Her skirt, crumpled on the floor in front of his desk. Her panties, halfway down her thighs. And her pussy… oh, her delicious pussy. Shaven down to the very last blonde curl, her folds looking so appetizing, pink insides practically winking at him from her tiny hole.

Naruto shed his clothes in a flash. His shirt dropped to the floor. His trousers soon followed. And then, his boxers came off - freeing his hardened cock.

Now… Ino wasn't a virgin, not by any measure of the word. But, she had never been with a man such as Naruto before. His cock wasn't just the largest, or the thickest… it was the grandest. It looked almost majestic, veins and muscles throbbing along the length of it, small globs of precum leaking from the tip.

She shuddered, at the sight of it. It was all she had dreamed of, and more. He was the perfect man. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful. And with a cock that backed all that up and more, that would fill her in ways she had previously thought unimaginable.

He approached. His footsteps echoing throughout the office. His mind was screaming at him. 'THIS IS WRONG. THIS IS WRONG.' And yet, he didn't care. He didn't fucking care. His cock was so hard, so desperate. His libido was out of control. He couldn't stand another handjob from Sakura. He couldn't stand jerking off one more time. No… what he was going to do, was fuck this blonde beauty on his desk, and he was going to fuck her hard.

Naruto stopped just before the desk, his eyes dark as the night sky. He placed his hands on Ino's hips, and with a sharp jerk, pulled her close, his thighs slapping against hers. His member twitched once, before falling onto her belly, smearing precum on her creamy skin.

He dipped his head low, and captured her lips in a deep, fiercely heated kiss. His arms wound around her waist, as did hers. They were so close. Her chest pressed against his. Platinum blonde hair tickling his own. It was a very intimate position, and Ino very well knew that.

Her heart was pounding out of her chest. This was happening, right here, right now. She was naked. He was naked. She could feel his cock, resting on her thigh, so hard that it seemed almost like a steely pole poking against her leg. His body was so warm. His heat was so infectious, his chakra so sweet that she could almost taste it.

Two weeks of planning. Picking out her most provocative outfits, sometimes sacrificing her bra and panties, doing the best things she could think of to arouse him… it had finally worked. She had seduced him, Uzumaki Naruto. And now, they were to make love, here on his desk, in full view of the entire village.

She moaned as he eased inside of her, the fit of his cock so snug inside of her tight little pussy. He felt so… breathtakingly good. So deep, even with just an inch inside of her. So big, and so thick. She could feel his member pulsing inside of her, his engorged appendage somehow growing even bigger, and harder.

Thankfully for him, she was sopping wet. For him. Always, for him. A quick glance of those dark blue eyes… and she was scurrying off to the bathroom for a quick change of panties. And if he bit his lip in that incredibly sexy way, or put his hand on her shoulder? Kami, she knew that by nightfall, she'd be driving a dildo in and out of her pussy whilst moaning his name. She remembered him hugging her, and that alone had kept her sated sexually for a couple of days.

She was… addicted him. Was there any point in denying it? It was true. Ino loved everything about him, from the way he blinked, to the way he could raise her spirits with a few words. He was amazing. Everything about him… amazing. If he said jump, she would ask how high. If he said bend over, drop your panties and open your legs, she would do just that. He could ask her to do the most depraved, sick, twisted things - in the bedroom, or on the battlefield - and she would do it… for him… always for him.

And now, he was inside of her.

Naruto was overcome by how… warm her insides were. She was so tight, so deliciously tight and wet. He couldn't help the moan he let out into her mouth, or the way his hands tightened around her thin frame, holding her closer and closer, her breasts like a pillow of sorts against his muscled chest.

He began to thrust. In, and out. Only the first few inches of his cock was inside of her - he wanted to savour this after all, this feeling. Before this, he had been a man tied to one woman… Sakura. Now, he knew the feeling of another woman's insides… and he couldn't lie… he found himself loving it.

Don't get him wrong. Sakura was tight. Sakura was wet when he wanted her to be. Sakura was… terrific, in so many ways, that he still wasn't sure why she had agreed to marry him and have his child. But Ino was the same - minus the marrying and child parts. She was so beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful, with her plump breasts, beautiful eyes, platinum blonde hair… she was an angel in human form, one who had so conveniently fell into his lap as his personal secretary.

Faster and faster. Harder and harder. She was bucking her hips back against him, intent on giving him just as much pleasure as he was giving her. He was an attentive lover. If he wasn't kissing her, he was nipping at her neck, suckling her breasts, teasing her clit. He angled his thrusts like only a pro could. It took him a while to find her G-spot, but once he had, he pummeled it relentless, until Ino was a moaning and groaning mess beneath him.

It wasn't long before she came. Ino, in all actuality, was trying to blurt out - "I love you, I love you!" into his ear, but her words merely came out as animalistic groans instead, as he continued to thrust into her. Ino's legs and arms were wrapped taut around him, her body completely at the mercy of her fearless Hokage.

He couldn't help himself. Soon, he was pounded her like some sort of beast - almost like the one sealed inside of him. The wooden desk creaked beneath their movements. Papers fluttered to the ground, some soaked with her juices. But he couldn't stop. Wouldn't stop, more like. Her moans grew more and more frenzied, her finger nails leaving red trails down his back.

And then he stopped. One last thrust, and he bottomed out inside of her… and with a low grunt, came, spilling his seed inside of her. Ino moaned and groaned, shivering, the feeling of his warmth filling her up unparalleled by any other.

Almost as soon as he was finished, it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him. He went soft inside of her. Naruto pulled out, and took a step back, his blue eyes the size of dinner plates as he observed Ino - her legs still wide, and his cum drooling idly from her tight little pussy.

She smiled lazily at him, mewling every so often.

He gaped at her.

And then, in the same yellow flash that his father was known for, he redressed, throwing on his shirt, pants and boxers, sweeping up his Hokage cloak from where Ino discarded it. And then he was out, the door slamming behind him.

--

He… he cheated on his wife.

That was all that consumed his thoughts for the next day. He kissed Sakura on the lips, the same lips that had been kissing Ino before. He rubbed her swollen belly, ripe with the same seed that he had planted deep within Ino before.

The guilt was overwhelming, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to tell her. Truth be told, he was downright terrified. Sakura wasn't going to stay with him if he admitted that he cheated. She would leave him. She would take his child away from him. And he would deserve it.

He had feigned sickness, although that wouldn't hold up to any scrutiny considering Kurama. But… he didn't want to go to the office. He didn't want to face her. And he couldn't just fire her either, in the three weeks since she had started working there, Ino had become an important part of the office - ever since she had arrived, his workload had been reduced by at least thirty three percent, which was incredible.

Naruto managed to get out of going back for another two days. Sakura had readily agreed - saying he had needed a vacation, to get out of the office, to spend some time alone… or with her.

But… the withdrawals hit. And they hit, hard.

Months without sex had been bad enough. But, he had rationalized it then, his wife was in need, and he couldn't put his own needs over hers.

But… his wife wasn't the problem here. Ino was. And here he was, sitting at home, watching Sakura waddle about the house - while a blonde bombshell was waiting in the office, more likely than naught wearing one of those deliciously tight skirts.

Eventually, he had to go back.

He walked into the office at half past eleven, having put off going in by lounging around at Ichiraku's for a few hours. Ino was there. Waiting for him. A knowing smile on her face, as she sat on his desk - her legs kicked up, her skirt riding up to reveal a teasing amount of her warm, creamy thighs.

"We need to forget what happened." Naruto said, his voice low, the blonde forcibly averting his eyes from Ino. "It- it- that, it can't happen." he insisted. "We can't do it, Ino."

She sighed, almost dreamily, hopping off the desk. "I understand." Ino murmured, her voice soft, her blue-green eyes kind. "I do need you to sign some papers first," she said airily.

"Of course." Naruto said. He walked to his desk, sliding into his chair. Ino slipped the papers before him, and he scrawled his signature across each and every one. Smiling sweetly, Ino stacked them, folding them beneath her arm.

She began to walk away. And then, there in the middle of the room-

"Oops!" In possibly the most unconvincing manner possible, the papers simply went dropping to the floor. Ino pressed a finger to her chin… and then bent over. Her skirt rode up, further and further, until Naruto was given a glimpse of the violet thong she was wearing beneath it. Her hips wiggled from side to side, as she made a great show of gathering the papers.

Naruto blanched. "Here!" he said, practically leaping over the desk, and skidding to a halt beside her. "Let me help you with that." As fast as he could manage, he grabbed the remaining papers off of the floor, shoving them into her hands.

They paused for a moment.

Staring into each other eyes.

The papers drifted to the floor once more, as they slammed into each other, lips locked, arms grasping at each other's clothing. It lasted for a minute. And then, Naruto broke it off.

"Fuck!" he growled. "I- we can't!"

Another pause.

And then he leapt forward once more. Ino hopped, her legs wrapping around his waist as he caught her by the ass cheeks. Without pause, they began to make out once more, Naruto carrying her over to his chair, plopping himself down in it.

Ino smiled. Carefully, she slipped out of his lap. She was well hidden beneath the desk, pulling Naruto's chair towards it until his chest was pressed against the rim of the desk. If one were to walk in, nothing would seem out of the ordinary… nothing at all.

Naruto's eyes widened. He felt her unbuckling his pants, pulling them down. Quick as a flash, he summoned a clone - who gathered the papers up off of the floor and threw them onto his desk, before dispelling.

The instant Ino took his hardened member into her mouth, someone walked in. A glimpse of pink hair, and Naruto felt his chest tighten.

"Sakura-chan!" he greeted.

She beamed at him. "Why are you looking so surprised?" she said, coming to a stop just before the desk. "I didn't see Ino in her office. Where is she?"

"Coffee break, I think." Naruto said.

"Ah." Sakura said. "Well… I brought you your lunch." She dropped a wrapped up plate on the desk before him, a smile on her face. "Have a great day at work sweety."

She leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips - blissfully unaware of the fact that just below the desk, not three feet away, Ino was deepthroating her husband's enormous cock.

Sakura half-waddled half-walked out of the room, the door closing behind her.

Naruto let out a sigh of relief. And then, a moan. "Ino…" he murmured, staring down at the blonde tucked beneath the desk, her lips stretched lewdly around his significant girth, a happy grin on her face as she bobbed her head up and down. He tried to open his mouth to say something else - but couldn't, as another moan forced itself from his mouth, courtesy of her skilled tongue swirling around his shaft.

She was so damn eager to get him off. Her hands pumping him fiercely at the base of his immense shaft, her tongue and mouth hard at work. Her eyes glossy, filled with lust and adoration and a thousand other emotions that Naruto couldn't even begin to discern. And when he came, many minutes later, Ino didn't recoil - as Sakura would have - but rather, she took every last drop into her mouth. After she had slid him out of her warm cavern, she opened her mouth: revealing it to be full nearly to the brim with Naruto's warm and sticky cum. And then, just as clearly, she swallowed it all with an audible gulp.

It was no surprise to either of them, when Naruto's cock was erect once more in less than a minute.

Once that dam was broken, there was no going back. Months of pent up lust swirled inside of Naruto - and he had a more than willing recipient to accept it all, and return it with gusto.

"Naruto…! Oh- you're so deep, you're so big… faster, harder, harder, oh… right there… right there… ohhh…!"

For the fifth time in so many minutes, Ino shivered and came, her entire body convulsing against Naruto - who continued on, thrusting as hard and as fast as he could manage into the blonde bombshell sprawled out beneath him.

It was a little known fact that the Hokage had his (or her, in Tsunade's case) own private quarters. Of course, he didn't spend much time here, considering he had his home with Sakura, but considering his new affair with Ino… it made perfect sense to put his previously unused second home to work.

And now here they were. On the bed, Naruto quite literally fucking Ino's brains out.

He just… couldn't hold himself back. He couldn't. Not when he had this fucking drop dead beauty willing to do anything for him. If he wanted to order her to drop her panties in full view of the village, and ride his massive cock, she would. If he wanted her to be strapped up in a corner of his room, there only when he needed a warm hole to get himself off, she would do it.

She was perfect. And more.

Naruto did things with her that he couldn't even imagine doing with Sakura.

For instance - liberal use of the Kage Bunshin technique. He had tried it once with his wife. And when she had emerged from her temporary coma (that he had fucked her into), shaking and shivering, her pussy and mouth clogged with his cum, she had told him that they would never use it again.

Ino, on the other hand, had no such reservations.

She grinned dumbly, as a dozen Narutos appeared all around her - all of them naked, and all of them sporting the same, long, hard erection that the original was. She was naked as well, perched in the center of the bed, her luscious and curvy body put on display for all of the Narutos to enjoy.

Well… for only a moment. And then, they pounced, surging onto the bed like a tidal wave, surrounding her. She was more than a willing participant - and soon, a cock was slotted into her pussy, her mouth, her ass… one for each of her hands. One of the Narutos even slid his cock in between her breasts, while the other simply waited for their turn at the blonde bombshell on the bed.

And did he mention the anal? Sakura had never even entertained the notion of anal - she was much too scared that his immense size and girth would leave irreparable damage. But, once more, Ino had no such reservations. She would lube him up nice and well with her mouth, bend over the bed, and moan and cry as he fucked her tight and plump ass at a vicious pace.

Everything was on the table. Ino would spend long hours on her knees before him, hidden beneath the desk, alternating between either choking on his fat cock or giving him the titjob of a century.

He couldn't get enough of her. No matter how many loads she swallowed, no matter how many loads he shot into her pussy or ass, he could never tire. She was always willing, to ride his cock, to blow him.

And funnily enough, his new 'stress toy' helped his work out plenty. Naruto had never flown through paperwork as fast as he had when Ino was sucking him off beneath the desk - and truly, he loved his job, being able to fuck Ino doggystyle over the desk one moment, and then stamp a building permit for a new skyscraper the next.

Sakura was left blissfully in the dark. She had no idea, none at all. All she noticed was two things - that Naruto was a lot happier… and that he was much, much more assertive. More manly. More dominant. When he asked her to make him breakfast in the morning, she complied, a shiver running down her spine, Sakura wishing more than ever for her pregnancy to be over so that she could once more sleep with her husband.

Of course, Sakura being in the dark about Naruto and Ino's affair left her volatile to… opening certain situations for the blonde duo.

Such as this one.

"We should really have Ino over for dinner one night," Sakura said, absentmindedly rubbing her belly as she and Naruto laid side by side on their marital bed.

Naruto blinked. He had just been thinking about Ino as well - namely, whether he was going to get her to ride him cowgirl or reverse cowgirl the next morning. "Really?" he said, keeping his voice neutral. "She has been a big help around the office. I think having her for dinner would be a nice treat for her."

Sakura beamed. "Great!" she said. "Let's make it tomorrow night then, shall we?" Sakura said. "You can tell Ino at the office, right?"

"Of course." Naruto said.

And he did tell her at the office.

Ino swallowed his first load of the day, a bright grin on her face as she beamed up at him from beneath the desk. She, of course, had been listening to her Hokage as he explained that Sakura wanted her to come over for dinner - but she had decided to finish servicing Naruto before replying.

"Sure!" she exclaimed, wiping a bit of cum from the corner of her mouth. "I'd love to come over for… 'dinner'." she said, a lilt to her voice.

Naruto grinned. "It's tonight." he said, leaning back in his chair. "But… we've still got a ways to go until then. I'm thinking a titjob next, Ino." He scooted forward, and set to work… as Ino, likewise, set to work - unbuttoning her blouse, unhooking her bra, and wrapping her jugs around her Naruto-kun's massive cock.

He let out a sigh of contentment. Knowing Ino… dinner tonight, was sure to be fun.

--

And it was.

Sakura slipped their plates in front of them, piled to the top with steaming food. While, at first, Sakura had been a rather… poor (that was an understatement) cook, she had improved, with the help of some cooking lessons from Hinata. Now, she was as good as they came, and Naruto could honestly say one of the reasons he had married her was because of her delicious cooking.

The seating arrangement was simple. Naruto sat across from Ino. Sakura sat beside Ino - she hadn't seen the blonde in a while, and so she wanted to afford her the opportunity to feel her swelling belly. Of course, this gave Naruto and Ino an… opportunity of their own.

She gave him a significant look.

Naruto flashed her a smile. And then, he slowly unzipped his fly - allowing his flaccid member to escape from the confines of his trousers. He leaned back in his chair and began to eat.

Sakura and Ino began to converse. "How have things been at the office?" Sakura asked, through a mouthful of porkchop.

"They've been pretty good," Ino admitted. "Although… Naruto's been riding me pretty hard lately. Everytime I get home I just pass out."

Naruto felt Ino's feet begin to tease his member. Squeezing it gently between her soles, rubbing it up and down, slowly yet surely arousing it to the point where the tip was poking against the bottom of the table.

"That's unfortunate." Sakura said. "Naruto made sure that you have a lunch break and such, right?" she said, flashing Naruto the ghost of a glare.

"Of course he did!" Ino said. "Naruto-ku-sama, isn't so crass as to not afford me that." she said. She neglected to mention the fact that her 'lunch breaks' consisted of about an hour of Ino swallowing anywhere from two to four of Naruto's loads. "Besides, the pay is good. And I've been happier than I've been in ages. Being Naruto-sama's assistant… it's really a breath of fresh air."

She continued to give Naruto a footjob beneath the table. Naruto pursed his lips together tightly, to prevent himself from moaning or groaning as she teased his hardened member.

"How about you?" Ino asked. "How's the pregnancy coming along?"

"Oh, it's been great." Sakura said, smiling. She rubbed her belly, a fond look in her eyes.

Dinner continued on for a good, long while. Of course, Ino never quite brought Naruto to orgasm - Sakura would certainly notice the mess he would leave splattered against the bottom of the table - but she came damn close, always retracting her feet at the very last second.

Sakura wiped her brow with her forearm. "I'm tired," she said. "I think I'll go to bed."

"Alright," Naruto said. "Ino and I just have some office stuff to discuss, and then I'll come on up with you." He formed a clone without even thinking, the Kage Bunshin promptly swooping Sakura up. "Sweet dreams!"

"Love you!" Sakura called. "See you soon, Ino!"

"Good night!" Ino said, as the clone carried Sakura up the stairs.

Interestingly enough, ever since she had entered the later stages of her pregnancy, Sakura - quite honestly - slept like the dead. She would be out within a few minutes. And the clone knew to dispel the instant Sakura began to snore, a telltale sign that she was out for at least the next ten hours.

The clone dispelled.

And then, Naruto leapt at Ino. Their clothes were hurriedly discarded, and soon, Naruto had Ino bent over the freshly cleaned dinner table, her plump and delightful ass pressed out towards him. He took a moment, to simply explore her body… his fingers gliding over her smooth skin, Naruto squeezing her heavenly breasts, caressing her wide hips, or teasing her shaved mound.

She was so attentive. So responsive. Every one of his touches left her mewling before him, Ino casting glances back at him, trying to entice him with her beautiful eyes and her plump, full lips. But… she knew not to talk. He was taking her in. Savouring this moment.

Naruto, normally, was a… soft lover. With Sakura, he was exceedingly gentle, taking his time, making sure that she was pleased far, far more than he was.

With Ino… it was different. He wasn't gentle. He was rough. Brutal. He took her when he wanted, and she was all the happier for it. Naruto found that he loved being rough with her. He loved dominating her, to screw her senseless, to hear her moans and screams echoing off the walls of whatever room they were fucking in.

And he was good at it. Really good at it, he found. Sakura had always told him how big, how skilled he was… but, Naruto had never truly realized that until he had shacked up with Ino. He had done some nasty things to Ino. He had fucked her, literally, unconscious. He had fucked her until her throat was raw, until her hair was soaking wet from sweat, until her body was giving up on her. And he kept going. He made her cum, again and again, without fail.

Naruto had never been the most humble of people. Well - he was the fucking Hokage. He had fought, and clawed his way to his position. And now… he had no qualms as to the power he wielded over Ino. She was loyal, willing to do anything for him.

It was a feeling he could most certainly get used to.

Naruto let out a sigh as he eased himself into Ino's snatch. As always, she was sopping wet, to the point where even his incredible length and girth were given easy access.

Ino let out a long, shaking moan. Her hands clutched at the edge of the table. He was inside of her, a feeling that was equaled by none. So big. So deep. She couldn't get enough of it, no matter how many times he pounded her tiny hole, she couldn't get enough of it.

And then, he began to thrust.

Creak.

The wooden table truly wasn't built to support this kind of weight. Naruto slammed into Ino without mercy or quarter, rocking her entire body against the table. She could feel her nipples biting into the wood, her fingers growing sore as she held on for dear life, as Naruto used her body to his heart's content.

Not that she wasn't getting any pleasure out of it. Quite the opposite really - she had already came twice, and already, she could feel that familiar coil in her stomach wounding, ready to be unleashed the instant her blonde lover's cock hit that spot inside of her again. As he would, with ease.

It wasn't long before he came. It wasn't that he was a quick shot - but Ino was just so damn hot, so tight and so sexy, that he couldn't bring himself to last more than twenty minutes at a time with her.

Not that the night was over. Not by a fucking long shot.

Cum drooling from her pussy, Ino was hoisted up with ease by Naruto. He had a bit of an idea, and without further ado, he lead her into the laundry room, which was just to the side of the kitchen. Sakura had put a fresh load of laundry in the washing machine before she had gone to bed, and the machine was rocking like crazy, the sound of water sloshing around inside of there evident.

Naruto set her down on the shaking machine. She spread her legs accordingly, and without further interlude, he eased himself back inside of her.

The combination of the angle, the way the machine shook beneath her, and her well hung lover thrusting into her snatch nearly drove Ino crazy. She bucked her hips helplessly against him, her hands wrapped taut around his burly torso, ler legs similarly wound around his waist, forcing him deeper and deeper into her.

"Fuck, yes!" she cried out. "Harder you fucking stud! Faster! Fuck my little pussy, Naruto-kun, fuck me good!"

"Mmm…" Naruto grunted, a grin on his face. "You like being fucked like this, don't you?" he murmured, as he continued to slam into her. "You like me pounding your tight cunt, don't you?"

"I love it…!" Ino exclaimed. "It's amazing- you're amazing! Harder! Faster! Don't stop - never stop, please, never stop fucking meee…!"

The climax in the laundry room was the same as it was in the dining room. It ended with Naruto blowing his load deep inside of Ino, the blonde bombshell convulsing against him, her moans broken, the fire in her pussy being doused by his liquid essence.

After that… they decided to get a little bold.

They crept upstairs. Naruto's cock dripping with Ino's juices, her pussy leaking his cum down her thigh and onto the carpet in a trail that followed them.

Sakura's snores echoed throughout the upper floor of the house. Now, they weren't so foolish as to think their activities would go entirely unnoticed - and so, they took some precautions. While Sakura would easily be able to fend off Yamanaka clan techniques when she was awake, her being asleep left her rather vulnerable. Ino's hand glowed a luminescent blue, and as she pressed it against Sakura's forehead, she cast the jutsu on her. It was a simple one, that would ensure she stayed asleep.

The instant Ino turned around to report the news to Naruto, she had was swept up. Thrown onto her side, facing Sakura on the bed. Naruto was behind her - spreading her legs, nudging apart her thighs, slipping into her pussy once more, uncaring of the fact that he had already dumped two massive creampies into her. Her womb was already packed full with his cum, and Ino was sure that if he kept this up, she'd end up looking three months pregnant by the end of the night.

Not that she had any objections to that.

Back and forth he went, thrusting in and out of Ino's cum-filled snatch, only feet away from his soundly asleep wife. It was an exhilarating feel, Naruto thought. He hadn't had sex on this bed in months, but never had he imagined that he'd have sex with another woman on it. And never had he imagined that he'd fuck another women with Sakura on the same bed.

Even though they both knew Sakura wouldn't be woken by it, it was an incredible experience. Naruto wrapped his arm tightly around Ino's waist, capturing her lips in a deep kiss as he thrusted into her, harder and harder, faster and faster, his balls slapping against her thigh.

"Fuck my pussy," Ino murmured to him, their lips so close that it still appeared that they were kissing from an outside point of view. "Harder. Faster. Fuck me on your marital bed, right next to your wife, show just how much of a man you are, Naruto-kun."

He grinned ferociously. And, like clockwork, he began to fuck her harder. The bed squeaked beneath them, the headboard rocking gently against the wall.

Again, he came. On the same bed that he had impregnated Sakura on. He burst deep inside of Ino, adding another pint of his hot white cum to the already stretched out womb of Ino.

Of course, Ino still had to go home. And so… they decided to get 'clean' afterwards.

Ino had taken great care to set the mood. Dimming the lights to a sensual orange that hardly illuminated the bathroom. Spreading rose petals across the bubbly surface of the water, which she had found in a cupboard beneath the sink. And then, she and Naruto slipped into the bath.

They were intertwined beneath the water, their arms wrapped around each other's torsos, their legs tangled together. And once again, he was inside of her. Gently rocking his hips back and forth. They kissed sloppily, tongues and saliva being exchanged freely.

Ino and Naruto separated, for a brief moment. They stared into each other's eyes, blue-green meeting blue.

"I love you... " Ino whispered.

Naruto smiled kindly, before leaning in, capturing her lips once more in a passionate kiss.

It was a long time before they left the confines of that bathtub - and although Ino looked squeaky clean on the outside afterwards… Naruto had made sure to dump more than a few loads inside of her cunt, as a way for his fellow blonde to remember him.

--

"ARGHHHHH!!!"

"Calm down, Sakura!" Shizune said hurriedly, her face slightly red. "It's not time to push yet. Just breath. Breath, in , out, take it slow… take it slow."

Sakura growled. "Where the fuck is Naruto?" the pinkette practically barked.

Ino smiled. "Don't worry, Forehead." she said, standing up. "I'll go get, Naruto-sama. I'm sure he's just finishing up some important paperwork - I'll be back in a jiffy, alright?" She flashed another smile at Sakura, before hurrying out of the room, her blonde ponytail whipping around the corner and out of sight.

"I remember a time when you two were always at each other's throats." Shizune said, a small, content smile on her face. "But…" She sighed. "You and Ino really have come a long way, Sakura." Shizune said.

Sakura smiled, although it was strained considering the pain coursing through her body. "Yeah," she said. "Ino has just been… amazing throughout this pregnancy, helping Naruto out at the office, being there when I need her… she's just so dependable. I'd trust her with my life."

--

"YES! YES! Harder, faster, fuck me, fuck me!"

The Hokage's private quarters wasn't that far away from the hospital, only about two minutes away if you went by rooftops. Naruto had been in his office when Ino had found him. Now, they were in his quarters, both buck naked, sprawled out on his bed. And, as per usual, she was being fucked senseless - Naruto shoving his exceedingly large cock into her sopping wet cunt, and screwing her as if he owned it.

Which he did, of course. Ino refused at this point to allow any other man access to her body.

The funniest part was that she had told him, of what was happening to Sakura. And he hadn't cared. At this point, Naruto couldn't contain his lust. The moment he had seen her, he had picked her up - practically tore her clothes off, and shoved his impossibly large cock into her.

"Am I so much better than your wife, that you won't even be around for the birth of your son?" Ino said, spurring him on, whispering into his ear as he continued to fuck her.

If possible, he began to thrust faster and faster, his hips a blur, soft grunts escaping his lips as he fucked this blonde beauty into the mattress. He didn't care. So what if his son was about to be born? He - in this very moment, had yet another beautiful woman, who he was going to have a child with. He was sure of that much by now.

He suckled at her luscious tits, nipping and teasing her nipples with his teeth. Ino had her hands on his ass, pulling him against her, forcing him deeper and deeper into her sopping wet cunt until she could probably feel him in the back of her throat.

"Come on, fuck me harder, baby." Ino murmured. "Cum inside of me. Fuck a baby, your baby into me."

"I will…" Naruto growled.

Harder and harder.

Faster and faster.

He couldn't think about anything but her, and him, in that very moment. Her blue-green eyes trained on him. Her breasts bouncing, her skin shining with her sweat.

And then, he came inside of her.

"Argh…!"

"Oh…!"

--

"AHHH!"

Breathless, the two blondes burst into the hospital room, as another one of Sakura's piercing screams tore through the air. They had been able to hear her from several floors down - and Naruto had been spurred on by the noise, finally freed from his lust, at least temporarily. It hadn't been hard to bulldoze past the usual security checks and such, considering he was the fucking Hokage, and so, he and Ino had made their way up to Sakura's hospital room within two minutes of entering the hospital itself.

"What took so long?" Shizune asked, glancing back at them, from her position in between Sakura's legs.

Ino smirked. "We had some complications on the way up here." she said airily. "But, we made it in time, didn't we?"

"We did." Naruto said.

In the end, Sakura gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Naruto and Sakura had agreed on a name beforehand… Shinachiku. He was beautiful. Tufts of blonde hair growing out of the top of his head, emerald eyes shining from his tanned face.

Sakura held him in her arms, tears of joy pooling in her matching eyes. "He's so beautiful..!" she cooed, hardly aware of anyone else in the room.

Naruto was standing beside her, a happy smile on his face. Ino swooped up to his side. Under the pretense of bending down to get a closer look at the baby, she decided to grab a handful of his ass… Naruto smirking at the gesture.

Shizune noticed this. But, she played it off. Surely, it was just some joke from the office, nothing serious that she would have to worry about. "Sakura," Shizune said. "I hate to do this - but may I see him? I need to do some basic checks, nothing too serious I assure you."

Sakura bit her lip. "Oh, alright." she said. Once Shinachiku was safely secured in Shizune's arms, the pinkette leaned back in her bed. She let out a soft little sigh, before allowing her eyes to drift closed.

Ino seized her chance. She turned - pulling Naruto into a warm hug. "Congratulations, Dad." she said out loud. And then, she whispered to him - "How about we get started on baby number two? Make a Kage Bunshin… and find a nice empty room for us, Naruto-kun."

He grinned.

Five minutes later. They had left two Kage Bunshin behind in the hospital room, one posing as Ino, the other as Naruto. And now…

"Harder, faster, fill me up you fucking stud!" Ino practically roared into his ear.

Naruto's grin widened even further. He had to admit - life… was good.

Later that day, and once again, Sakura was sound asleep.

Naruto stood in the nursery, a smile on his face as he stared down at the sleeping form of his son. "Don't you worry Shina-chan.." he whispered, gently poking his son's cheek, grinning as the newborn wiggled in his cot. "I'll make sure you have plenty of little brothers and sisters to play with."

A pause.

And then he dispelled. It had been a Kage Bunshin, clearly.

Back in his own home, the original Naruto received his clone's memories. Not that he was focused on that. No, he was focused on fucking the living daylights out of Ino, who he was currently balls deep inside.

"Harder, harder, faster, fast-"

--

A couple of months later.

Shinachiku giggled happily, waving his fists around, his emerald eyes staring at the looming form of his father. Naruto waved a rattle above him, the baby loving the sound of the beads rumbling about inside of it.

"So… Naruto, did you hear?" Sakura asked.

"Hear what?" Naruto said.

"Ino-buta's pregnant." she said.

Naruto blinked, but kept his cool. "Really?" he said, his voice neutral. "That's surprising."

"I know…!" Sakura murmured. "I don't even remember her having a boyfriend or anything like that! Maybe it was a one night stand or something… but she seems really, really happy about it."

Naruto poked Sakura in the belly. "That's a little odd." A pause. "Anyways - I was thinking we should go out tonight. We haven't been to dinner in a long time. And… now that I think about it, I bet Ino could be our baby sitter. Might be some good practice for her."

Sakura smiled. "Yeah… that sounds nice." she said.

Naruto stood. "Tell you what. I'll go over to Ino's house and ask her right now," he said. "Not to mention give her my congratulations on her pregnancy. I'll be back in a bit."

"Bye," Sakura said.

--

Ino's baby bump was already fairly significant. While, it wasn't quite swollen yet, it was noticeable - and, unfortunately, Naruto had to tone down his rough fucking just a tad, to avoid hurting his kid. He was suckling at her lactating tits like a newborn, drinking her milk, gulping it down as if it were some kind of aphrodisiac.

"Don't worry about not being able to fuck me, baby." Ino whispered, gently stroking his hair. "So long as you're gentle, we can fuck until the day before she comes out."

Naruto smirked. Ino really was an amazing woman.

And he rewarded her promptly, shooting a massive load inside of her, Ino bucking and convulsing against him as she always did.

In the past few weeks, Naruto had learned something. He was a man. A powerful man, with powerful needs - that not Ino, nor Sakura could satisfy alone. Or even together. He had a clan to restore. A family to build.

And, he decided, it wasn't only going to be Ino and Sakura who would bear his children. Oh… no, he had something else in mind for that.

CHAPTER 2

Oh god!"

'Absence makes the heart grow fonder' was a well known phrase, both within shinobi circles and out. But to Uzumaki Sakura - that phrase had never been so real to her.

The first few months of motherhood had been… abysmal. She'd been left alone with Shinachiku, while Naruto was out working at all times of the day. Half of the time, he didn't even come home; instead, he chose to sleep at the office, or had just passed out right then and there at his desk.

But that was then, and now was now, and fuck, had the wait been worth it.

Ten inches of thick, fat cock had just been stuffed into her cunt. And like a volcano that had been waiting to erupt for centuries, she came, screaming and moaning, convulsing against her stud as his her pussy rippled around his member.

How did he get so good? That thought ran through her mind more than once - for this wasn't sex… this wasn't love making… this was a good old fashioned pounding, as Naruto took her warm and wet pussy like he owned it, shoving his cock into it and playing with her body, forcing his lips to hers as he forced her into tumultuous orgasm after orgasm.

She remembered before, how… soft and gentle he had been. Making sure that she was well and used to his incredible size, giving her enough room to breath, only giving her passionate kisses intermixed with tiny little pumps of his hips.

This particular round couldn't be any more different. Naruto knew what he wanted - her body - and he took it. The instant he'd gotten her clothes off, he'd swept her up, slammed her down on the bed, and had taken her right then and there. It was frighteningly easy for him to get her sopping wet, to the point where even his monstrous length could slip in with ease. He played her body like a fiddle, and soon her moans and screams of ecstasy filled the room.

Whatever he'd done over their break period, when she'd been pregnant and the months after, had worked to outstanding degrees of efficiency. Had he read every Icha Icha book a thousand times over? She couldn't be sure. Regardless, Sakura saw the change in her man - the domineering way he took her, the confidence he exuded with every harsh thrust… he had become a monster… a monster at sex.

And kami, she loved it.

The difference in between the two was compounded by the finale of their first round. Where before, Naruto would pull nearly all of the way out - he would cum inside of her, of course, but in such a way that there was less impact to it. His seed would gently flow down her canal, and seep into her womb, and bam that was how Shinachiku was made.

Not this time. When he was ready to cum, he did it with gusto, driving his cock inside of her to the base, battering his way past her cervix and blowing his load directly into her warm and welcoming womb. Sakura swore she blacked out for ten seconds as he filled her up to the brim with his white hot jizz, the pinkette convulsing against him, screeching his name, without a care in the world aside from the fact that yes, her man was back, her man was back and they were together once again.

He wasn't done there.

By the time they finally settled down that night, a good hour and a half had passed… and Naruto had came inside of Sakura thrice. Even once in her mouth, Sakura swallowing every drop of gooey seed with relish, the orgasm-overload apparently causing her to forget her earlier reluctance.

She felt all loose, all loopy, all happy. Her pussy nice and stretched out by her husband's girthy cock, cum drooling from her folds, her pink hair in disarray and her body all sweaty and sticky. Naruto still looked as perfect as ever, and she shuddered as his arms wrapped around her, pulling Sakura into his lap and then yanking the covers over them both.

"I'm going to Kumogakure tomorrow, Sakura." Naruto murmured into her ear, his voice soft and yet commanding. He wasn't asking her whether he could go to Kumo or not… he was telling her. Kami… how wet could he make a girl just from words alone? "I know Ino's pregnant and all… but, I need her on this trip, so I'll be taking her along as well."

Sakura leaned up, mustering all the strength she had left and pecking Naruto on the lips. "Have fun," Sakura rasped - throat still sore from when Naruto had jammed his cock into it and shot a load into her belly. "And don't give Ino-buta a hard time, either. That means take it easy on the way there… don't push her, or the baby."

"You know me, Sakura." Naruto said. "I would never give Ino a hard time."

--

Well… technically, neither of them had specified what 'hard time' meant. Sakura had probably meant forcing her to go too fast on the road. And Naruto had plausible deniability on his side to say that he meant that as well…

… of course, Sakura probably hadn't anticipated the possibility that Naruto would find a nice inn with Ino, drag her into the room, bend her over a bed and shove his cock into her cunt. Not that she needed to know about that anyways.

"Kami, I love your tits…!" Naruto growled, bending over and mauling her breasts. They were so plump, and her pregnancy had made them so big and swollen that he could hardly stand it. Fierce pumps of his hips had left Ino shaking before him, thick slaps of his thighs meeting her luscious ass cheeks echoing throughout the room. He was brutal, so brutal that already, red imprints of his hands were visible on the milky skin of her tits.

And Ino was loving it. "Harder, you stud." she moaned, arching her back, forcing her hips back against him in order to maximize the pleasure for both of them. He placed her hands on his, helping him to squeeze her tits harder. Even with all her efforts, Naruto's sheer strength was astounding, and he still well and truly dominated her, making her feel like a little girl that had simply been lucky enough to have found a big strong man to take care of her needs. "Fuck, I bet Forehead's pussy isn't as tight as mine," Ino said, for even when she was in a position that showed how much Naruto desired her body, she couldn't help but boast. "Mmm… I bet she doesn't let you fuck as hard as you want to. I bet she's tired after a round - and only a single round for you, with those big, juicy, swollen balls full of that delicious cum? That sounds like a crime." She grinned. "Soon or later, you can have me over at your house… and when itty bitty Forehead can't live up to the task, I'll be there to drink your jizz, Naruto-kun. How does that sound?"

He didn't answer to any of her provocations - but he didn't need to. His actions told the entire story… he began to thrust faster, and harder, slamming her into the bed. The mattress creaked and squeaked before his vicious assault, his cock throbbing inside of her cunt. "Fuck!" Naruto roared, and with one last thrust, the bed cracked. Ino fell down - but Naruto still held her up, and the new angle gave him even deeper penetration. He thrusted once more, twice more, and then came inside of her, Ino screaming as his cum filled her, white hot semen being injected into her pussy at a rate that would have delivering quintuplets if this kept up.

After coming up with a suitable excuse as to why the bed was broken, Ino and Naruto continued their journey towards Kumo.

Of course, it took them nearly twice the typical time it took to travel there. Mostly because every morning began with a sloppy blowjob, and every night ended with a monstrous creampie - and they tended to lose a lot of time in between that, for the road was a lonely, lonely place, and being trapped with a hunk (in Ino's case) or a blonde bombshell (in Naruto's case) opened a lot of opportunities for… distractions.

Their actual arrival in Kumo was… eventful, to say the least. Even here, Naruto was regarded as a hero - and crowds of people cheered him on as he stepped in the village. Ino was at his side, her fingers twitching, blue eyes glaring fiercely at the rows upon rows of fangirls that seemed tantamount on getting a certain blonde stud to notice them.

The Raikage, when he met Naruto and Ino, gave them something that amounted to a smile in Raikage-ese. So, basically he didn't frown at him. Killer Bee, as 'exotic' as ever, was quick to wring Naruto's hand and delight his jinchuriki pal with a few chosen raps about this thing and that. A couple of other people were there… a blonde that seemed rather apologetic, a dark skinned man that said 'drab' in nearly every sentence - but more notably, a busty blonde woman and a busty, dark skinned, white haired woman. Naruto winked at them when no one else was looking - and they smirked right back, hands on their hips, their bodies contoured in such a way as to pronounce their great, bouncing tits even more.

Naruto grinned… oh, he could admit it now, his stay in Kumo was going to be fun if there were more women like that around.

However, potential plans for heading into town and seeking out a few women to fuck had to be scrapped, for the Raikage seemed intent on inviting Naruto (and by extension, Ino) to a gala. It was a very prestigious event, Kumogakure's elites having a meet together - and it was a win-win situation. Having the Uzumaki Naruto show up to your party was a testament to how well connected and influential the Raikage was. And being so 'kind' as to show up to a party gave Naruto a good impression with future businessmen and politicians he might work with in the future.

He needed a date. And… well, luckily for Naruto, he had a ready made, gorgeous blonde that would kill to 'play wife' for a night out. Despite her rapidly swelling stomach, the way she had begun to waddle as she walked, and her almost constant need for sex (seriously, he was starting to have reservations about what would happen if they had a daughter), she really was the perfect date for the night.

Ino being Ino, she came prepared for every little thing. And so, when he forwarded the information to her about the gala, she was ready.

Of course, his blonde slut being the sex crazed maniac that she was, practically every bit of 'information' he gave to her had to come alongside a massive load delivered straight inside or on her.

They were inside of a hotel room that the Raikage had specially prepared for Naruto. Naruto lay spread eagle on the bed, his monstorous cock jutting upwards into the air… and as you might expect, Ino was well and truly impaled on top of his, leaning forward, her baby bump brushing against the sheets as she gently rocked her hips.

"So… what you're saying is that you need clothes, Naruto-kun?" Ino said, not ceasing in her grinding for a moment, her wet and welcoming pussy feeling like a vacuum around his length. Naruto had a hand on her hip, gently steering her.

"Well… I can't go in those." Naruto said, pointing with his free hand at the discarded clothes that lay on the ground beside the bed. Sure, they might be good enough for traveling, and to meet the Raikage and such, but for a high end party they were almost certainly out of the question. Naruto wasn't known for his elegance and class, but there had to be a line drawn somewhere, especially for the Hokage.

Ino grinned. "I have just the outfit." she murmured, wriggling her hips slightly. "But," Ino said teasingly. "You know what I want before we even think about getting ready."

Naruto chuckled. "I'm in a… facial kind of mood." he said, teeth bared. "You know, you never look more beautiful than you do covered in my cum, Ino."

Her grin widened. "I'd have to agree," she said.

Of course, the next section of their getting ready was conducted rather normally - they were dressed, sort of, Ino having pulled on one of Naruto's much larger than her shirts, that fell all the way past her thighs, while Naruto had simply slipped on a pair of boxers.

'Rather' normally, of course, meaning that it wasn't entirely normal. The 'not' normal being the thick facemask that Ino wore, cum coating her cheeks, her chin, her hair, really everything on her face beside her bright blue eyes. She still looked radiant, her white teeth glinting beneath the facial that Naruto had so willingly given her.

"I'm going to need to take a shower before I put this on…" Ino mumbled, pulling a sleek dress from out of her suitcase, holding it against her pregnant frame. It was going to be a tight fit… but since when had that been a problem? It was sapphire blue, like her eyes, and it just seemed to flow, the fabric running over her hands like water. She set it down, before reaching back into the suitcase - which had been sealed into a storage scroll that she'd carried on their journey here - and withdrew an outfit for Naruto. Shiny black shoes, and a suit that would put a bank manager to shame.

Naruto really wasn't going to inquire as to why Ino had a suit and men's shoes in her suitcase - especially one that seemed to be exactly his size, and… tailored as well? Crazily obsessed with him and his cock Ino might be, but she certainly came in handy sometimes. As a reward, he gave her ass a juicy smack, Ino giggling.

"About that shower…" Ino murmured.

"We can't fuck in there." Naruto said plainly. "If we get started, and can't stop ourselves, we're going to be late."

She pouted, looking like a dog that had been deprived of its chew toy - and honestly, she looked way too cute, even with the way her cum coated face contrasted with the expression in her eyes.

"But," Naruto said, guilt stirring in his chest. "You can have the honors of washing my cock, Ino." He flashed her a smile, and Ino swore her heart melted right there and there.

"Deal!" she screeched, throwing herself at Naruto - and… well, she 'tried' to kiss him. Naruto stopped her, however.

"Uh… Ino."

She flushed, at least it looked like she did beneath all of the jizz covering her face. "Sorry…" she mumbled.

Naruto laughed. "Time for a shower," he said, giving her ass yet another juicy smack as they waltzed into the bathroom.

--

The gala itself was exceeding extravagant… as was to be expected. Kumogakure wasn't known for its humility, and whether it was boastfully demonstrating its power on the battlefield, or the wealth and affluence their village possessed through parties, arrogance was most certainly Kumo's forte.

And it showed. Busty waitresses touted platters topped with a variety of drinks, everything from old fashioned sake to rainbow colored whiskey. Upwards from dozens to hundreds of people roamed around the massive hall - an orchestra in the corner playing everything from flutes and traditional Japanese music to featuring one of Killer Bee's raps.

Sooner or later, a dance was orchestrated. A slow, steady song began to play - and Ino half dragged, half lead Naruto out onto the dance floor. There, they swept around, blonde hair standing out like a lighthouse in the room, her sparkling dress swishing beneath her. Kami, she loved this. She knew that many eyes were on her, some of them wondering where the Hokage's pink haired wife was, but most in awe at the beauty of the two blondes as they swirled around and around. She felt… she felt so right, here at this amazing event with her man, almost as if she herself were his wife already. It was a soothing thought, and as the music picked up and they danced quicker and quicker, she couldn't help but get lost in Naruto's amazingly blue eyes.

However, it didn't take Ino that long to notice that Naruto's gaze had been… drifting. He wasn't staring back at her - his gaze hadn't traveled south to her plump breasts or to her swollen stomach… instead, they were fixated on someone behind her and to the right a tad. She turned her hair, and had to bite back a growl.

There was a- a blonde bimbo making googly eyes at her man. Big breasted, like the whores here in Kumo, with blue eyes that made Ino want to jam them out with her thumbs. The Raikage had introduced her to Naruto, her name was… Samui, or something of that sort. 'What a whore!' Ino thought, though she couldn't deny how sexy the dress Samui wore was. It was stark black, and it clung to her curves like a second skin. Whatever straps that held it up had fallen low on her arms, and the way it hugged her ass and tits would make every typical man within a kilometer spring a partial.

Ino bared her teeth, and glared at Samui - purposefully trying to steer Naruto away from the big titted blonde, though her hunk's eyes seemed to wander again and again… she wouldn't tell him off, not here, not now, but damn it… if he kept this up, she'd have to drop to her knees, whip out his cock and deepthroat her man to remind him of who his heart really belonged to.

Of course, Ino was under the impression that only one woman had caught Naruto's eye that night. That was a falsehood, no, a second woman had managed to catch the attention of the blonde Kage… and that was none other than Mabui, the Raikage's secretary. Her dress wasn't conservative by any means, yet she still managed to pull off a 'mature' and 'cool' look. Regardless, the dark grey fabric hugged her breasts, amplifying their already significant size and perkiness. It fell to about mid-thigh, and her legs seemed to go on and on afterwards, dark chocolate skin an endless expanse that only stopped when a pair of pumps managed to end their reign of sexiness.

And the best part? Mabui and Samui were both sending him those undeniable 'fuck me' eyes that made him want to bend them over the nearest banquet table and dry fuck their asses. He had to hold off though.

Ino felt a bit of heat creep up her neck, as Naruto none too subtly licked his lips, his gaze still directed at Samui. "He- hey, baby…" Ino whispered, trying to make her voice sweet and sultry. "You know what we should go and do… erm… right- right now? I've always wanted to experiment with those shadow clones of yours…" she reached a hand forward, playing with a lock of his blonde hair.

Naruto didn't plain ignore her, he wasn't that callous. But damn, even the temptation of stuffing every inch of his cock into Ino's pussy ,ass, and mouth all at once couldn't distract him from the sight of Mabui and Samui in those damned sexy dresses.

He came to a rather quick decision.

"Sure." Naruto said, turning back to her, catching her off guard. "I'll meet you at the entrance, Ino." he said, leaning forward and pecking her on the lips - fast enough that no one around them would have seen, but lingering enough for it to be a real kiss. "I have to run to the bathroom." he said, to her questioning look.

"Okay!" Ino chirped. She practically skipped off, confident in the knowledge that she had enticed her man away from that blonde bimbo. It looked a little odd, for a pregnant woman with a swinging belly and bouncing tits to be skipping, but even Naruto had to stare at her jiggling ass as she disappeared into the crowd, before turning his attention back to Mabui and Samui.

Fuck… he had to bite the inside of his cheek hard enough to draw blood to stop himself from getting a hard-on then and there - just imaging the dirty, depraved things he was going to do to those two Kumo beauties.

He did go to the bathroom. It wasn't a lie after all, but more a… well, an omission of truth. Once he was inside of the bathroom, he did one thing - a speciality of his really, and that was to create two shadow clones. They stared at each other, matching smirks on each of their faces, and then they split off.

One clone was to keep Ino distracted.

Another was to seek out Mabui and get into her pants.

And as for the original? Well, he wanted to be fair, and Samui had caught his eye before Mabui.

--

Samui turned, and felt her breath hitch in her throat. He was standing there, not a foot away from her, looking so dazzling in that suit - the material clashing magnificently with his shockingly blonde hair and his bright blue eyes.

"Fancy a bit of fresh air?" Naruto said, his voice dripping with charisma, the blonde flashing her a grin that would have made a lesser woman's panties drop right then and there.

She swallowed, knowing that she had to hold her ground… just because this sexy hunk of a man was standing before her didn't mean she had to drop her 'cool' demeanor. She did have a reputation to protect, after all.

"Trying to get away from your date?" Samui said, glad to hear that her voice was steady and smooth, almost like silk.

Naruto laughed, a warm one that sent tingles down her spine. "Ino is pretty vivacious, I'll admit." Naruto said. "But… nah, she's taken care of. It's just a little stuffy in here, y'know?"

Samui pursed her lips together. "I suppose a little air wouldn't do me any harm…" she murmured, the glint in her eyes betraying her excitement. "Lead the way then, Naruto-sama."

"Please," Naruto said, raising a hand. "Naruto will be fine."

A thin smile curled her lips. "Lead the way then, Naruto."

The throngs of people seemed not to notice their departure… aside from scores of men who were hypnotized by Samui's bouncing breasts for a minute or so, before jerking their heads and turning back to their dates. Samui followed Naruto closely, as he lead her out of the main hall. The people thinned, the two blondes walking past couples making out passionately on benches, people leaned against walls smoking cigarettes, and the occasional shinobi guard.

Soon, they were alone, a sprawling and vast garden surrounding them. It was ethereally beautiful, and a nearby fountain provided them with some background noise, the sound of running water strangely soothing.

A conversation sparked between them, the two conversing as effortlessly as two long time friends would. "I never got to see you in action during the war," Naruto said, his voice a tad bit bitter - he would have loved to see her in a fight, surely those bouncing tits and swinging asscheeks had to practically paralyze any male opponent she went up against.

"Those damned sacred tools…" Samui mumbled. "I was out of commission until after the war was over." she said. "You should have seen how confused I was - one moment, our opponent was 'Uchiha Madara', and the next thing I knew, the fake Madara, and the real Madara were dead, you and the Uchiha were missing an arm, and everyone was talking as if a year had passed even though it'd only been a day or so."

Naruto chuckled. "A lot did happen in those twenty four hours." he said.

"Perhaps." Samui said wryly, a light sigh escaping her lips. She took a step forward, and her tits jiggled accordingly, Naruto feeling his member strain in his trousers. "I never did get to pay you back…" she mumbled, biting her lip.

Naruto arched an eyebrow. "Pay me back?" he said.

"Well," she said, voice seductive and sultry, sounding like hot chocolate on a warm winter's night. "You did save the world."

He smiled. "I had some help." Naruto said.

She took another step forward, so close that Naruto had to repress a shudder as the front of her massive, perky bust brushed against the front of his shirt. "Of course you had help." Samui murmured, tilting her head thoughtfully. "But still… if it weren't for you, every single one of us would be dead… or worse." She swallowed. "I would have been stuck inside of that sacred tool for an eternity, if you hadn't defeated Madara."

Samui spread out her legs slightly, the soles of her feet digging into the ground, and accordingly her tits jiggled. Naruto's gaze flickered straight down, lingered for a long moment, before glancing back up.

She had to repress a smirk. It was quite the power trip, to have the one of the most powerful men in the world all to herself in the present moment. But…

"I have to ask," Samui said. "You've been staring at my tits all night…" The look on his face was priceless. "... and yet, I couldn't help but notice the wedding ring on your finger earlier." A pause. "And… I happen to remember Raikage-sama congratulating you on your child being born."

'One kid, sure.' he thought. 'But I've got another on the way that they don't know about… and I'd love to keep that streak going.'

"A man like me can't be tied down by a single woman." Naruto drawled, once again flashing her that amazing and undeniably sexy grin. "I might be married… but there's only one woman who I have my eyes on right now, and she's standing right in front of me."

She stared at him, in mild shock. "Ar-" Samui began. She opened her mouth, and Naruto seized the opportunity, capturing her lips in a kiss so deep that you could compare the penetration to the Mariana Trench. He pushed his body against hers, his muscles and firmness contrasting with her heavenly, pillow-like breasts and her luscious curves. His hands slipped around her waist, and with no shame and no hesitation, he slipped his hands beneath her dress, and grabbed a heaping handful of her plentiful ass cheeks, squeezing them with apparent gusto.

'His lips…' she thought, as he continued to devour her body, with his mouth and hands. 'He tastes so good. And his- his smell, too… fuck, it's so manly and musky, and- kami, is he even a man? Or is he some kind of god?' He was so fucking cool. Able to take a woman like her - strong, proud, and independent - and twist her around his finger with ease. She felt like putty in his hands, as he continued to fondle the jiggling globes of her ass, as he shoved his tongue into her mouth and claimed her warm cavern for his own purposes.

Slowly, they descended, Samui joining in on the groping party by running her hands appreciatively over his taut muscles and broad shoulders. They fell onto the grass, Naruto in between her thighs, dress riding up to reveal the black thong she wore beneath. Her hair splayed out behind her, some of it pooling in the grass, but neither of them paid any mind, too engrossed in each other to consider things like grass stains or whether someone would come upon the Hokage and a Kumo jounin borderline fucking in the middle of a secluded garden.

Of course, that risk, the danger of being caught only made it all the hotter - and if Naruto was hard right now (which he was, erect enough that he was sure a little more sexiness and he'd split his pants in two), then Samui was twice as aroused, her thong already soaked through, her pussy so wet and needy and red that she was grinding her hips against him already.

They switched positions, Samui now straddling Naruto. With a firm hand, he pulled down the front of her dress, causing it to bunch around her waist. WIth nimble fingers, he unhooked her bra, flung it to the side, and began to quite literally maul her breasts, taking one of the massive globes into his mouth. His hands ran freely over her body, over her wide hips (perfect for child bearing), her fat ass, her curves that seemed to flow endlessly.

As Samui's hands descended to his belt buckle, Naruto couldn't help but grin…

--

Naruto couldn't help but frown.

"You know," he said, idly shifting the handcuffs locked firmly around his wrists. "I expected Kumo girls to be a little… exotic. I hadn't planned on this though." He kind of wished he could see Mabui right now - but the dark cloth slipped over his eyes prevented that. Naruto was tied down, legs cuffed to the bed, his hands (obviously) bound as well.

Otherwise, he was naked. He wasn't hard, but he knew that Mabui's gaze drifted to his member more often than it should, because even flaccid, it was quite the sight to behold.

Mabui grinned mischievously. Gone, was the dark gray dress she had sported at the gala - no, she wasn't naked… rather, she had a part to play. An elaborate black latex outfit was what she wore, complete with boundless amounts of cleavage, a thin line running down the middle revealing her navel and midriff, midnight black gloves that went past her elbows, and a skirt so short that most of her thighs were exposed (and a quick glance up it revealed that she wore nothing beneath, either).

"Now, now." she said, slim fingers running over the coiled whip in her hand. "You agreed to this, Naruto." Mabui purred, her other hand gently caressing his thigh.

"I guess I did." he said. He wasn't trapped here, after all. It would take him less than a minute to get out of these binds if he really wanted to… but he didn't. Sure, he enjoyed dominating and asserting his claim over a woman - Ino and Sakura being prime examples, no man would dare go near them at this point - but, sometimes a little variety was nice.

Of course, Naruto was blindfolded. So, he didn't quite see the array of 'toys' that Mabui had brought out for the night. The whip itself was bad enough - but there were other things. Nipple clamps, but those were more for her feminine partners than anything. A special something that she had in stock - shaped like a simple black ring - that was… well, it was specialized. All you had to do was slip it over a man's erection, and every time he got close to cumming, the device would use his own chakra against him to stop the ejaculation and essentially blue ball him.

Adding to that were… more pairs of handcuffs. A ball gag, in case he got rowdy. And other things that… well, really shouldn't be described ever, for she had gotten them from under the counter places, and she wasn't too keen on the Hokage discovering their illegality. So those would stay unused for tonight, much to Mabui's disappointment.

Her first step was to straddle Naruto, her back facing towards him, slim hips resting on his midriff. Mabui felt a shudder run through his body, her hands dancing across his skin, the warm feeling of her body mingling with the smooth latex to create an already pleasurable sensation for the blonde.

She picked up the slim black ring, the one designed to prevent his orgasm - in the most torturous manner possible. He would feel pleasure… it would build, and build, but then it would just stop. He would still be erect, and all that delicious cum would still be churning in his balls, but he wouldn't be able to let it out, no matter how much he tried.

Mabui grinned, slipping it over his member. It was a flexible ring, able to stretch immensely in order to accommodate Naruto's incredible girth and thickness. With ease, she slid it down, until it was nestled at the very base. Her touch around Naruto's cock had coerced it to begin to harden - and as his member turned into the monster that had impregnated two women, the ring began to glow a thin blue, a signal that it was activated.

And she began to stroke him.

Her hand, fastened around his enormous cock. Long, lingering, powerful strokes that hit every pleasurable point on his member - from the sensitive tip that dripped globs of precum, to Mabui ensuring that his cum-filled balls were well taken care of. She took her time, drawing it out, speeding up at a slow pace.

But, when she did speed it up, it was with gusto - until her dark skinned hand was a mere blur, stroking up and down, Naruto moaning and groaning as his member twitched in her grasp. She bent her head down, swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock teasingly, Naruto letting out a gasp at the sensation.

She just kept stroking, his already girthy cock thickening even further in her hand, twitching like mad, enough blood pumping through the engorged appendage to fuel a thousand blood banks. "Fuck." Naruto groaned, the chains around his legs and wrists clinking as his back arched. Her hand was so damned soft - he'd thought Ino's blowjobs had been amazing… but with just her hand and tongue, Mabui was already driving him close to the edge… he could feel his orgasm building, his balls churning as they tightened, ready to deliver a load of-

The feeling disappeared, but his erection didn't. His eyes widened, as a feeling of… well, the only word he could use to describe it was constipation tore through him, his cock throbbing and practically begging to blow a hot and sticky load, and yet something was stopping it from doing exactly that.

"W-what the fuck?" he moaned, as she continued stroking away, without a care in the world.

"Shh…" Mabui whispered, shaking her hips tantalizingly. She was so wet, juices seeping from beneath her skirt, down her thighs and onto Naruto's stomach. "Just let it happen, Naruto." She grinned, like the little dominatrix she was, fondling Naruto's massive balls as she continued to jerk him off. "Or don't." She let out something that sounded like a mix between a giggle and a sneer. "Oh… I can feel all of that cum stirring around in there," Mabui purred, as his ball sac overflowed in her dark fingers. "Mmm… you just want to let it out, don't you? Do you, Naruto? Do you want to shoot your cum all over my face? My tits?" She bent down, swirling her tongue around the mushroom head of his cock again. "Maybe down my throat?"

"Ye- yes." he got out.

"Too bad." Mabui said. "You're going to cum when I want you to…" Oh yes. She was going to make this as long as possible… she wasn't going to let up, and remove that cock ring, until he was ready to shoot a massive load - and she was going to make him cum inside of her, that was a damn promise. She was going to delight as his seed filled her womb, his wife be damned.

The pleasure built up again, faster this time, until - at the same point where he would normally ejaculate - it stopped, right in its tracks like a pubescent boy being caught jerking it by his mother.

"Mab- Mabui." Naruto growled. "You-" She wriggled her hips against, and he moaned, as she intensified her strokes. He was so lost in his own pleasure (and anguish), that he couldn't even fathom the idea of trying to free himself. Of course, he would stop it if things went too far, but for now… fuck, this was certainly an introduction to BDSM that he never would have anticipated.

"You certainly have the equipment befitting a Hokage." Mabui whispered, her hot breath fanning out against his erection as she continued to pump him for all he was worth. "Why… I don't think I've ever seen a cock so big… so fat… so thick. I'm sure you make that harlot you call a wife very happy, Naruto." she purred. "Kami knows, you've made me very happy tonight. I'm going to enjoy this, Naruto, because after all - it's not every day that you get to fuck a Kage."

This time, when she bent down, she inhaled the entirety of his cock - with frightening ease, for taking in ten inches of fat cock was no mean feat for even the most experienced of women, and Mabui did it as easily as if she had slipped a popsicle into her mouth. Her tongue lapped at the edges of his shaft, and Naruto felt his mind spin, for the warm insides of her mouth were so incredibly good, her throat constricting around his member in a way that made him want to cum…

But of course, he couldn't. It stopped once again, and he let out a moan of anguish, because fuck, if there was something he wanted to do more than anything else right now, it was blow his load straight down Mabui's tight little throat. He tried to jerk his hips slightly, but he was unable - without control of his hands or legs, Mabui was easily able to hold him down with her body.

She kept his cock jammed in her mouth for longer than he thought possible, breathing easily through her nose. Mabui was as nonchalant about it as one could be, brushing a curl of silver hair behind her ear, even taking a moment to rub a scratch off of her nose that had been bugging her. All the while, Naruto's cock throbbed in her mouth, twitching greatly, the shaft battering against the sides of her throat with every twitch as if clawing to release its load. To no avail, because even a Kage was unable to overpower the cock ring, at least without knowing the inner workings of it. Perhaps if he tapped into the Kyuubi… but even that would be pointless, because Kurama made it a point to hibernate before every single one of his sex sessions - and right now, the fox was sound asleep in his seal, unaware of his partner's physical anguish.

Not that Kurama would interfere, even if Naruto asked. Surely, the sight of 'Mr. Macho' getting dick teased by Mabui would have amused the fox, and he likely would have let him suffer for a while longer before intervening.

She brought him to the point of orgasm at least three more times before she finally withdrew from his cock - each point of ecstasy horrifically cut off right before the best part. Naruto was a whining and mewling mess, his wrists grinding into each other painfully, his body coated in sweat and his hair disheveled.

"Fuck!" he growled. "Stop, just let me cum, just let me cum, just let me cum-!"

Mabui silenced him - for in one smooth moment, she turned around, bent her head down to his and forced her lips onto him. Unprepared, Naruto was helpless as she shoved her tongue into his mouth, plundering it relentlessly, the only small comfort for the blonde being the warm and squishy feel of her latex-clad tits pressed up against his chest.

She drew back, ever so slightly, and Mabui was sure that if he could see her he would have shot her a puppy dog eyed look that… well, probably would have guilted her into letting up. Unfortunately, Naruto wasn't so lucky - the blindfold was still securely in place, and so Mabui continued on with her devious plan, where it was time for phase two.

Mabui yanked up her latex skirt, bunching it up around her waist and revealing her sopping wet pussy, so flooded with her juices that it appeared red and puffy, her folds crying out for a nice fat cock to fill them. Of course, said fat cock was hovering just below her - impossible for Mabui to miss - and, she deemed it time to truly commence their 'love' making.

With one smooth drop of her hips, she sunk all the way down on his enormous cock, taking every inch inside of her warm and wet hole - she bit a moan back, for again, Naruto was her biggest ever, and even her mature pussy was being stretched out by his girth. Still, she soldiered on, lowering and lowering until her pussy lips were brushing against the cock ring secured still at the base of his member. All the way sheathed inside of her, Naruto couldn't help but moan… in defeat, for just the mere feeling of entering her after such an extensive borderline torture session had caused him to 'cum', and for the next ten seconds any feelings of pleasure were erased.

Mabui was feeling pretty good about it, and she wriggled her hips tantalizingly, grinning as she felt his cock shift inside of her. It seemed to flex, so big and so fat, truly a cock fit for a Hokage. Mabui reached down, once again fondling his cum-filled balls as she began to grind her hips back and forth, twisting her pussy around his member, making it ripple and tighten and do all sorts of evil, twisted things that brought him to the point of 'cumming' within three minutes.

"Fuck- fuck you…" Naruto gasped, as she sped up her ministrations.

Mabui grinned. "You're doing that right now, aren't you?" she teased.1

She did take pity on him however. Mabui lifted herself off of his magnificent cock - but only for a moment, just long enough for her to gently pull off the cock ring, allowing its effect to wear off. Then, she slammed herself back down, and began to ride him. Up and down, her fat ass clapping against his thighs, her great tits bouncing in their latex prison.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…!" Naruto groaned. He was so close, so close-

Now, Mabui didn't know that this Naruto was a shadow clone.

She wasn't gentle in her bouncing up and down on top of him.

And so… with one particularly vicious bounce, she inadvertently popped the clone - and found herself falling onto the bed in a tangle of sweaty limbs, her pussy suddenly void of a fat cock, feeling so unfulfilled without a nice warm load to fill it.

Her neighbors likely cringed when they heard the scream of rage that came from her bedroom.

--

A little bit earlier…

As they passed back through the gala, Samui and Naruto quite literally had to fight to keep their hands off of each other. Stiffly, they walked, Naruto none too subtly concealing an erection, while Samui's breasts bounced and jiggled with every step, the busty blonde beauty having to wipe away a trail of juices that went down her leg every now and then.

Samui had actually rented a room for the occasion - not that she had planned on seducing Naruto in particular, but she had planned to drag whatever brave soul she'd managed to land back there, and fuck his brains out without having to clean up the next day.

So they went there.

The second they came upon a hallway that was devoid of people, they slammed into each other again, tongues swirling, Samui shamelessly grabbing his crotch, while Naruto groped her breasts with glee. They actually continued to walk as they did this, and luckily for them the rest of the way to Samui's room was clear, elsewise they would have given quite a few lucky bystanders a softcore porn show.

They battered their way into the room, Naruto clumsily slamming the door behind them. Like clockwork, Samui hopped up, wrapping her legs around her waist, Naruto holding her up by her ass as they continued to make out.

Naruto tossed Samui onto the bed. There was no time for teasing foreplay or slow, sexy strip teases - they were both horny adults, and they wanted to fuck. Clothes came off in a flash, and soon Naruto had thrown himself onto the bed as well, his long and hard cock immediately drawing Samui's gaze.

They slammed against each other, and he didn't even wait. She was so incredibly sopping wet, that there was no lubrication required - he jammed the tip against her entrance, and slammed inside, so harshly that the bed gave a great squeak beneath them as the two lovers shared a moan.

Naruto slammed his lips against Samui's once again, her legs thrown spread eagle as he began to slam into her. He pushed himself harder and harder, driving his fat cock into Samui's tight cunt with as much force as he could muster, her plump tits wobbling and jiggling, her ass digging into the bed so deeply that there was likely to be an imprint after they were done.

"Fuck, fuck!" Samui growled, their lips so close that he could feel her breath fanning out against his face. "Your cock is so damn big!"

Naruto grinned. "It better be." he said boastfully. "This pussy is nice and tight I'll admit, but after I'm done with it, you'll be as loose as a Kiri whore."

She smirked. "Trust me, so long as I get a few nice poundings between now and then, I think I'll be alright." Samui bucked her hips back against him, unable to help the moan escaped her lips. "Fuck… that's deep… that's deep…!"

Soon, they found their positions reversed, Samui on top of Naruto and riding him for all he was worth. It continued like that - Naruto mauling Samui's breasts, Samui's hands resting on his chest as she bounced up and down on his cock. Until…

Ring! Ring!

They stopped.

Slowly, Samui still impaled on his cock, Naruto reached down… extending his hand towards his discarded pants. It took him a moment, but eventually, he managed to grab them - and with a little fancy maneuvering, managed to retrieve his ringing phone from his pocket.

He saw the name on the front. And grinned, flashing Samui a wink.

"Hey, Sakura-chan." Naruto said, leaning back, his vision filled with the sight of Samui on top of him. She grinned mischievously, and began to rock her hips back and forth gently, clearly understanding his intentions.

"Hey baby!" Sakura said, the sound of a giggling Shinachiku heard through the receiver. "I just wanted to call and say that I miss you… and to ask how your trip is going, of course."

"Oh, it's been going great." Naruto said, as Samui continued to grind on top of him, his eyes locked on her jiggling tits. "You know, it's been going so great that I was almost considering moving out here and starting a family." he said jokingly.

At least, that was how Sakura took it. "Oh really?" Sakura said, laughing.

"Really." Naruto said - one hand holding the phone to his ear, the other mauling one of Samui's massive tits. He gave her breast a squeeze, grinning cheekily.

"Well, I'm glad things are going well. Is Ino alright?"

"She's fine. There was a party, and she went back to her room early… the baby, you know."

"Oh… that's unfortunate to hear." Sakura said, blissfully unaware of the fact that Ino was probably getting her three holes plugged by some of Naruto's shadow clones right about now. "Well, I won't hold you-"

"Oh…!" Naruto moaned, right into the receiver - as Samui twisted her hips in such a way that felt so damn good.

Sakura paused. "What was that?" she asked.

Naruto chuckled. "Well… uh… you know when you sit down in a really comfortable chair after standing up for a while, and you just feel that really good sensation? That's what happened there."

"Oh, okay." Sakura said. "Well, I won't hold you. Love you!"

"Love you too," Naruto said, as he gave Samui's fat tit another squeeze. The line went dead, and he dropped his phone onto the nightstand. His now free hand seizing Samui's spare breast, he began to thrust upwards into her almost vengefully, there was a playful grin on her face - clearly, making him moan hadn't been unintentional.

They changed the position ever so slightly. Samui was still straddling him, but she had leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her chin on his broad shoulder. Naruto had bent his legs - gripping her ass for leverage as he sent a barrage of brutal, punishing thrusts up into Samui's wet cunt, thick slaps of their thighs clapping together echoing throughout the room.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Samui chanted, like a manta, having already lost count of how many times she came.

"I swear… you're too damn tight," Naruto ground out. It was a room full of sounds that could only be associated with love making - moans, gasps, groans, slaps, and fleshy squelch. The pungent smell of sex filled the air, both of them sweaty and flushed, pressed so close together that they appeared like one blonde mould.

He didn't cum inside of her - not yet at least. No, he pulled out, tossing her down onto the bed. WIth a fiery glint in his eyes, he straddled her stomach, fiercely jerking his cock. With a grunt, he came, shooting a hot and sticky load all over her massive tits, bathing them in a sheet of white that left the milky globes entirely covered. Samui encouraged him, grinning, even holding her mammaries together with her hands as to better present a target for her new stud.

"Fuck, you're too damn sexy." Naruto growled. And then he pounced, and it wasn't long before he was back inside of her.

--

Later that night, Naruto found himself reeling. Samui was left in her room -a cum filled, jizz covered, sweaty mess. She was still conscious, a miracle by all means, but after a half dozen rounds she had called him off, saying something along the lines of 'I'm not a machine' while her pussy flooded with what seemed to be gallons of cum.

Of course, she had told him to pay her a visit later, just after she had recovered a little.

He'd been given the memories of his clone's rather… unfortunate treatment at Mabui's hands. Really, he had been sorely tempted to go and pay her back that very night - but… he decided to go check up on Ino instead, having gotten his other clone's memories as well.

She was still conscious as well, but just barely. Every inch of her was covered in cum, from her silky blonde hair to the soles of her feet. Her plump tits were stained with jizz, as was her baby bump and her long, smooth legs. All of her orifices had been soaked with jizz as well - her mouth leaking semen from the corners, her pussy and ass overflowing with his creamy concoction.

Taking special care to be gentle with her, Naruto fished a soldier pill from her traveling bag, and slipped it into her mouth. It took her a few moments, but soon she was capable of actually moving again, though she did so with the rigidity of a person who was in a full body cast.

"You need a shower." Naruto said rather tersely, though it was for the greater good he knew.

"Join me?" Ino said weakly, smiling just as weakly up at him, her cum stained skin glowing in the light of the room.

Naruto shook his head. "I need to get some sleep." he said. "We've got some unfinished business left to attend to in Kumo… and I'm pretty tired." Ino, of course, thought he was tired after fucking her for several hours with a variety of shadow clones - that was partly the reason, but that went without adding his lengthy torture session with Mabui and his fuck party with Samui. Even he was starting to feel a little worn. "Shower." he said, and she complied without question this time, stumbling into the bathroom.

He slipped out of his clothes, and then into the bed, naked as the day he was born. Naruto fell asleep, a smile on his face, knowing that one beauty had been conquered tonight… and that the other was sure to follow soon after.

Naruto awoke the next morning to a nice blowjob from a cum-clean Ino. She looked so eager, tongue swirling around his shaft, her hands pumping him at the base for all he was worth, the cutest little look on her face as she tried to strain a load from him - apparently not even the slightest bit tired of his cum, despite her near total coverage by said jizz the previous night.

He reached a hand forward, rubbing her head affectionately - as if giving her a 'good job!', as a master might to his pet. He was sorely tempted to throw in a "Good girl," as well, though he didn't in the end.

When he blew his load down her throat, she drank every drop dutifully, still pumping his shaft as if to ensure every milliliter of liquid cum was forced out. When he was spent, she leaned back - her mouth still full of cum. She swirled his load around in her mouth, opened it up for him to see, and then swallowed it just as plainly, opening her mouth again to reveal that she had downed every last bit.

This time, he really did say- "Good girl," giving her head an affectionate rub once more. She nuzzled against his touch, a happy smile on her face, a bit of cum dripping down from the corner of her lip.

Naruto eased himself off of the bed with a sigh, his still hard cock flopping around.

"You need to rest," Naruto said kindly, resting a hand on her distended belly, a fond smile on his face as he rubbed the place where - mere inches away - his child was growing. "We've got a long journey ahead of us, Ino. We'll be heading out sooner or later, and I want you to have every last bit of energy, alright?"

"Alright, Naruto-kun." she murmured, placing her hand on his. "Love you."

He nodded. In five minutes flat, he yanked on some clothes, combed his hair into something that wasn't a messy look, and walked out the door, leaving a naked Ino behind in their room.

--

When Mabui had felt Naruto disappear underneath her the previous night, she was sure that she had missed her shot. After all, the Hokage was slated to leave the village very early the next morning - and short of breaking into his hotel room and raping him (which was out of the question, considering the security, so tight that even her prestige wouldn't get her past), she was out of luck.

She had not gone to bed a happy woman.

The next morning started out rather slowly. She hadn't actually bothered to change out of the latex outfit from the previous night, her spirits still rather low, her breasts jiggling and her ass cheeks wobbling as she waltzed about her kitchen, making a fresh pot of coffee for the morning. She blew a curl of silver hair out of her eye, then took a sip from her coffee mug, letting out a refreshed sigh at the sweet caramel taste

There was a knock at the door. Mabui let out the softest of sighs, setting down her coffee mug - pulling on a jacket over the top of her latex bondage outfit, so as to not look a BDSM nut to the person at her doorstep, probably a postman or something of that sort.

She opened the door without even looking at the peephole. And then, a whirl of blue and orange had thrown itself at her. She tried to gasp, but a hand clapped against her mouth - her struggles in vain, for the man who had entered her home was simply too powerful for her. She heard the door slam with enough power to shake the furniture, and soon she was dragged into her bedroom, kicking and pushing with all of her might.

To no avail, of course.

Mabui was shoved, roughly, against the end of the bed. There was a poof - out of the corner of her eye, she saw… Naruto, a clone of him she supposed since she was still being held captive, fishing through her drawer, before withdrawing a pair of handcuffs.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Naruto?" Mabui growled. She was helpless, as Naruto wrenched her arms behind her back, locking them in the handcuffs and leaving her looking oh so vulnerable. With the power of a man ten times his size, Naruto jerked up her latex dress, until her sopping wet pussy and her pink asshole were revealed to him.

"Shut the fuck up." he snapped, and she yelped at the fury in his voice. Naruto reached forward, grasping the back of her hair, forcing her face down into the mattress. She heard a poof of smoke - that had to be the clone dispelling - and the rustle of clothes. He was disrobing, that much was clear, and soon she felt something hard brushing against her entrance. She shuddered.

"You-" Again, he pulled her hair, and she gasped.

"What?" Naruto mumbled into her ear. "You get to treat me like a submissive little bitch last night, and that's all right? But I come in here, push you down, tie you up and get ready to take you like the dirty little whore you are, and suddenly you're protesting?" He laughed, high and cold, so unlike the warm Naruto the world was accustomed to - for this was a Naruto that was well and truly pissed. "And you really are a slut, aren't you? I could feel it. You were wet before you even realized it was me." He laughed once more. "This is one of your fantasies, isn't it?"

"N-no…" she whispered, voice hoarse.

"Of course it is." Naruto said. "You act like some kind of dominatrix… but what you really want is to be tied up, to be shoved against a wall and fucked by a real man. Isn't that it, Mabui?"

"No, that isn't- AHH!" Her attempt at protesting turned into a scream of ecstasy, as he shoved his fat cock into her, all ten inches stuffed into her cunt at once. She let out a moan, a mix of a whimper and a cry, her head buried into the sheets once again.

"Almost as tight as Samui was!" he grunted approvingly, pumping his hips back and forth. "Kami, I swear, I could not live in this village. If all of the women are as sexy as you and Samui are… I'd be spending three-fourths of my time fucking you gals into submission." He said, chuckling, not even doubting the very idea that he could do exactly that.

She came, shuddering and moaning, as Naruto filled her desperately needy pussy with long and piercing thrusts of his lengthy cock. He was so big. He was so deep. The angle of his penetration caused her mind to go wild, for he hit places in herself that she hadn't even known existed.

"Fuck…!" Mabui whimpered, the handcuffs still pulled taut behind her back.

He had sapped her of all control.

Every last bit.

There was nothing she could do. Her hands were bound. Naruto's grip on her hair holding her body in place - and the firmness in which his other hand held her down on the bed prevented her from doing anything else, like bucking her hips back against him or struggling. She was helpless, as he drove his cock into her, making her feel unfathomable pleasure.

She came again.

And again.

And again.

"OH FUCK!" she screeched - if she had control over her body, it would have convulsed, but Naruto's immense strength held in her place. He continued to pound her, Mabui's fat ass clapping against his thighs as he fucked her tight little cunt from behind, delighting in her little moans and the feel of her rippling walls.

When he came inside of her… she blacked out.

That was it for Mabui. Her womb, filled and packed to the brim with his gooey cum. Her body went limp, the handcuffs clinking as the strength in her arms gave out. Naruto gave her unconscious body a few more harsh thrusts, unleashing the last of his load into her before pulling out, shooting one last jet of cum over her fat ass before his member finally fell still.

He gave her ass a juicy smack. "I think I enjoyed that a little more than I enjoyed last night. What do you think, Mabui?"

Of course, she didn't answer.

--

It had taken a little while for Mabui to wake up - and when she did, it had taken two shadow clones to pull her off of Naruto's cock, for the instant she had awoken she'd thrown herself at it, slobbering over his meat pole in an attempt to get another load.

Once she'd calmed down, they had gotten dressed - Mabui putting on something a tad more appropriate than the latex outfit from the previous night and that morning.

They headed to Samui's apartment, which she'd given him the address to the previous night before he'd departed her room in the gala building. Of course, Samui was waiting there, naked as the day she was born, a bright grin on her face as Naruto and Mabui came strolling into the room. Naruto was already undressed by the time Mabui realized what was going on - and by then, Samui had already begun to suck Naruto's cock.

What followed was a rather lengthy threesome.

In which Naruto, if he hadn't the previous night, truly cemented his claim over the ebony goddess known as Mabui, and the busty blonde known as Samui.

He creampied the two beauties, injecting his seed deep enough inside of them that it was unlikely that it would ever leave their bodies. He made them scream his name. He pulled their hair, mauled their tits, left hickies on their necks, truly marking them as his own personal property, for all intents and purposes.

And they loved it. Wrapping their legs around his waist as he came inside of them, as if spurring him deeper. There weren't any clones involved - for Naruto knew that the true claiming of a woman deserved the attention of the original Naruto. Rather, while he was busy with one, the other would egg him on, rubbing their bust against his arms or pressing it into his back as they passionately made out, Naruto still steadily thrusting into the one that was undoubtedly writhing before him.

They weren't subtle about it. It was loud, Mabui and Samui's screaming echoing throughout the apartment. He was surprised that the neighbors didn't come running when he creampied them especially - because at that point, it sounded as if someone was being murdered. Their activities didn't go entirely unnoticed… a bird watched them curiously from a branch outside Samui's window, as if the sight of the blonde Hokage pounding two busty beauties was mildly interesting.

And then, the true claiming happened.

Naruto hadn't spent the past few years just dilly daddling around, after all. Only recently, he'd managed to successfully recreate his father's greatest jutsu… the Hiraishin. And his first test subjects were to be the lovely dames that he had claimed, one after the other. He gave them the option of where the seal would be inked. Samui chosen for it to be placed on the underside of her right breast - Mabui chose her left ass cheek.

Once the seal was marked, they were truly claimed. He could come to them any time… fill their pussies with cum, and they would be all the happier for it. Whether he was in Kumo or in Konoha, he could come to them at any time - and remind them of exactly who their man was.

He did have to go, unfortunately.

Before he left, the two gave him a small 'goodbye present' - a double blowjob, Mabui and Samui slobbering over his cock for the better part of twenty minutes before he blew a massive load over both of their faces. WIth that lovely sight greeting his departure, Naruto bid them farewell, a grin on his face.

--

He knew that something was wrong when, for the first six hours of their journey home, Ino didn't speak one word to him.

Nor did she try to fuck him.

She hadn't touched him, she hadn't dragged him against a tree and tried to suck his dick dry, nor had she shoved him onto the ground and gotten straight to riding him like a cowgirl.

"Ino, what's-"

"I know what you did." Ino snarled at him, her blue eyes fiery, her pregnant belly jiggling slightly as she turned to face him. "You fucked those whores, Samui and Mabui! I fucking know it!" She had been the bird on the tree outside, watching them, utilizing her Body Transfer Jutsu. She'd had a hunch, acted on it, and what she had saw had left her feeling…

… betrayed. That the second he had claimed her, impregnated her, the second she thought he might be returning her feelings a little bit… he would run off the second two busty beauties came along, and leave her and his unborn child in the dust.

"I'm sorry." Naruto said, earnestly. She blinked, in mild surprise. "But… I just can't help it. When I cheated on you with Sakura… I-I guess it awakened something in me, Ino. I'm not just an ordinary man, Ino, you know this - no matter how much you throw yourself at me, you alone won't ever be enough to satisfy me. So yes, I fucked Samui and Mabui - I made them mine… but… just because Samui and Mabui are addicted to my cock means I don't value you any less, Ino."

She blinked. "Wh- what do you mean?" Ino said, sniffling slightly.

"I mean…" Naruto said. He sighed. "I had meant to do this some other time… but, I suppose now is better than never." He bent down, on one knee. As if he had practiced this moment before, he slipped a small box from his pocket - and opened it, revealing a diamond engagement ring.

"Yamanaka Ino, will you marry-"

"YES!"

Before he even got finished with the sentence, she had seized the ring from the box, and shoved it onto her finger. And then she had glomped him, sending them both tumbling to the ground.

"Ino." Naruto said, and she stopped. She was on top of him - her shirt already halfway off, but the tone of his voice had given her pause. "I love you."

She gulped, blinking away tears. "I love you too," she said.

Ino gently kissed her way down his chest, before not so subtly undoing his trousers.

"And I think I know a way to repay that love…" she mumbled teasingly, as she pulled down his pants.

--

Naruto sighed.

He was feeling a… a tiny bit guilty.

Why?

Well, he hadn't paid for that engagement ring from his own wallet. The pension the Hokage was given was pitifully low, and between taking care of Sakura and Ino's needs, not to mention Shinachiku's, he was nowhere near rich enough to afford a ring like that.

So… he'd skimmed a bit of tax money from Konoha. So what? Big whoop. Konoha was one big happy family, right? Surely, the citizens wouldn't mind him extending that family a little… at least, that was how he reasoned it in his head, to make himself feel a little better.

He sighed, as he stamped another building permit. Being back in Konoha was boring… already, he was tempted to test out his Hiraishin and go pay Mabui a visit.

The door opened. His mouth was already halfway open to protest - he really didn't like people coming into his office unannounced - but it closed, when he saw the serious look on Hyuga Hinata's face.

"I know everything." Hinata said.

Naruto froze.

CHAPTER 3

"I know everything," Hinata said.

Naruto froze.

There this look on his face — this… this pause. His nostrils flare, his blue eyes appear thrice as keen, and for a moment, Hinata believed that the person sitting before her wasn't the Naruto she had known all these years. But the moment passed, and soon, he was Naruto again. The Naruto she knew, the Naruto she-

He stood up suddenly, and went straight into action. "Close that door," he growled at her — and there was this authority in his tone that made her do what he said almost immediately. Naruto drew the blinds closed, drowning the office in darkness aside from a lamp on his desk. His hands flew through several seals, activating a number of jutsu placed in the room that would prevent anyone from eavesdropping on them.

Once those preparations were done, Naruto made his move.

There was a stern look on his face — he was not playing around. The way Hinata spoke, Naruto could already figure out what she knew; but, he had to confirm it first. This was vital: had she told anyone? Had she written it down and sent it to the press? If so, it could spell the end of his marriage, perhaps even the end of his affair with Ino, the ruination of his reputation... and that was something he would not allow under any circumstances, any one of those three. Sakura was his; Ino was his; the mantle of respected Hokage was his, and there would be no compromise from that position, not while he still had the power to keep things in check.

"Hinata," Naruto murmured. "What do you think you know?" He quite literally disappeared from her sight — only to reappear about a foot or two in front of her. The blonde took a threatening stop forward, towering liberally over the indigo haired girl… he seemed to be the better part of a foot taller than her, and much broader on top of that. She felt like a child, shadowed by the mighty Hokage.

She was so, so tempted to simply clamp up, to stutter out a 'N-nothing!' and run away, to shrink back into her old hoodies and her old way… stuttering, shy, pathetic, Hinata. But not today: she was determined, and thought the temptation almost got to her, it didn't in the end.

"I-I-" She started stammering, stuttering, and Hinata had to clench her teeth for a moment to keep her nerves in order; Naruto continued to train his stare at her, blue eyes unflinching. "I know you're- you're cheating on Sakura-san with Ino-san." She swallowed. "And- and… knowing that… I think it's quite obvious that Ino-san's unborn child is yours, isn't he, Naruto-kun?"

Naruto said nothing, instead heaving a great sigh in response to that revelation. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back. Great… Ino wasn't going to be all that happy when she found out that someone else knew about their affair; he opened his eyes suddenly, and Hinata flinched.

"How did you find out?" Naruto asked.

It wasn't lost on Hinata that he didn't even bother to deny the accusation — he wasn't the type to lie about something if he was ousted like so.

She swallowed, opened her mouth, and began to talk.

—-

Hinata didn't go on many solo missions — after all, she wasn't exactly that powerful of a shinobi in her own right. Usually, she was accompanied by Kiba or Shino or maybe even both. But not this time, though; she'd gone out on her own for a B ranked mission, and had come back no worse for wears. A fact she was immensely proud about, actually.

Not much had happened in Konoha as of late — well aside from the ruckus that had arisen from when Naruto-kun had went to Kumogakure about a month prior; she had worried deeply for him, and though Hinata knew Kumo was their ally now, she couldn't shake that preconceived bias she had against them. Something that had stuck with her ever since the kidnapping attempt when she was young.

She was heading home — taking a shortcut through a training ground; the Hyuga compound beckoned, with its hot showers and warm beds. She was so eager to get home — but, that eagerness didn't stop her from detecting something… strange.

What was strange?

Well, that distant noise.

"Mmppf- mpppf- mpppf-!"

Hinata wasn't sure what it was — but she had to investigate. It was a shinobi's creed to do so, because the investigation of a simple noise had unearthed more consparcies than one could count. It was her duty.

She crept toward the noise, and once she deemed that she was close enough to achieve a good view, activated her Byakugan.

Hinata gasped.

"Fuck…!"

Naruto growled as he pummeled into the busty blonde before him — none other than a heavily pregnant Ino, who was gyrating against him, her back digging into the bark of the tree she was pressed up against.

"God, you're so fucking — just… God," Naruto grunted, as he continued to piston into his newly engaged lover. "You'd think getting you pregnant would mellow you out a little; but all far as I can tell, it's only made you more and more insatiable."

Ino grinned feverishly. "Like you'd have it any other way," she murmured.

"You're right," he said. "I wouldn't.

Naruto leaned forward, latching his lips onto one of her nipples — large, plump, pregnant breasts, lactating slightly. It was like a taste test: inspecting the milk that his child would drink when he or she was born. At the same time, Ino quite literally grabbed Naruto's ass, pulling him closer against her — deeper, so deep that she swore his cock was scraping against the womb that was swollen with his seed. She let out a cry: her sensitive breasts, her womb, her G-spot, all bombarded by this titan of a man… there was no stopping her moans, louder than ever, as she underwent a massive orgasm that had a decent chance of literally changing the constitution of her body.

Back with Hinata…

The poor girl felt her legs turn to jelly.

Of course, she wouldn't tell this part of the story to Naruto, later on when she told him of seeing he and Ino in his office.

That girth — that length… the power he put into every thrust, the sheer manliness he exuded from every pore. His chakra rippling through his body, pulsating. That shaft stretching out Ino's needy cunt; those great balls swinging against the blonde's thighs.

She couldn't help herself; Byakugan still activated, Hinata sunk to the grass. Her pants were pulled down, cotton panties pooled around her ankles, and still watching the love of her life cheating on his wife, Hinata began to touch herself…

Soon, more than one girl was moaning in the dead of night.

--

Naruto chewed the inside of his cheek, and had to resist the urge to palm his forehead; how could he be so careful with something so damned important? He somewhat blamed Ino and her borderline obsessional lust for his cock — having a blonde that was willing to do anything with him could get to his head a little, and perhaps he'd overstepped his boundaries a tad by bringing her outside and fucking her there, just for that thrill of being caught.

Well, they'd actually gotten caught. Fuck.

"I- I can't believe y-you'd d-do this to Sakura-san!" Hinata scolded, twisting her face into her best impression of disapproval, and failing at that miserably. "Y-you already have a child with Sakura-san! Y-you're always so kind… and loyal… a-and perfect! A Naruto-kun that could do this isn't the Naruto-kun that I know!"

She stared at him for a moment, before perhaps realizing what she had said. Her face turned pink after a moment, but she head her ground, not retreating an inch.

"Have you told anyone else about this, Hinata?" Naruto asked lowly.

"W-what?"

"Have. You. Told. Anyone. Else?" Naruto said, enunciating every word.

"N-no!"

He paused for a moment.

She could have gone to Sakura long ago, and Naruto wouldn't have even thought to stop her; his entire life could have been ruined if she'd chosen to do so. But she hadn't. Why?

Did she want something?

No — Hinata wasn't like that; but perhaps she wasn't even aware of what she wanted. A subconscious desire was still a desire, and Naruto could read people like a book. He had an idea of what her body wanted — but first, he would have to go on the offensive.

"What are you trying to blackmail me for, then?" Naruto demanded.

"W-what?" she stammered yet again.

Naruto closed the distance between them with a single sure step, wrapped his arms around her waist, and began to nibble at the porcelain skin of her neck. And Hinata… and Hinata melted into his touch — she'd forgotten just how warm Naruto could be, and the way his heat seemed to infect every inch of her body had to be unique to only him.

"Naruto-kun…" she purred.

"I think we can come to an agreement," Naruto said, and he was already undoing his belt buckle. "I'll give you all the love you could ever need, Hinata: and in exchange, you'll keep my secret. Alright?"

Apparently, in Naruto's world the best way to cover up adultery was more adultery. Or was it adultery times two, considering his engagement to Ino? That was a can of worms he'd rather not open, so instead, he focused his attention on the mewling woman before him.

She was frozen into silence, into submission, into — what was she doing? She didn't know… but his hands running across her hips, his lips nibbling at her neck, all of those things made her forget. What had he wanted? Some kind of agreement? She didn't know — all she could feel was that hardness pressing against her…

Then, there was a knock at the door.

Naruto jumped back like a water-soaked cat, a look of poorly suppressed anger on his face. "What?" he said gruffly.

"It's not my fault if I caught you in the middle of your nap," a voice drawled through the door. "Can I come in?"

"Fucking Shikamaru…" Naruto growled. "Give me a moment!" he called, pulling his trousers back up and redoing the belt buckle. He took a few steps back, sitting down in his desk once more. "Alright, Hinata," Naruto said, smoothing out his hair and allowing that typical, bright demeanor to overtake him once more. "I'll be over tonight to complete the terms of our arrangement. You're dismissed — let Shikamaru and Temari into the office on your own out."

She stared at him for a moment — blankly, placidly, and with an uncomfortable amount of arousal seeping in her loins.

Hinata said nothing: she simply fumbled for the door knob, wrenched open said door, and walked out. 'He's nothing like the Naruto I know!' she thought fervently. 'Nothing!'

She steamed past Shikamaru and Temari, her sandals clicking against the floor — she whipped around the corner and out of view, the last thing being seen her long indigo hair streaming behind her.

"What was that about?" Temari asked.

Naruto winced. "Don't worry about it," he said, waving his hand as if dismissing what had happened. "You know how it is — more Hyuga bullshit that they like to lay on the poor girl."

"Are they going to finally get around to deciding who the heir is?" Temari asked.

Naruto shrugged. "We'll see," he said, stacking some papers in front of him. "Sit down, please."

As Temari waltzed to his desk, Naruto couldn't help but… daydream for a moment. Her hips, swaying from side to side — and though he couldn't see her ass, he'd taken more than a few glances at it over the years, and it was a fine one indeed. Firm in all the rights places, toned and athletic. And those thighs… damn those thighs! The kimono she wore on a regular basis didn't help Naruto's erection any — he was mightily glad there was a desk in front of him, or else the both of them would have seen the literal tower that was his bulge.

'I have to admit,' Naruto thought. 'She's going to be a good mother some day.'

And for a man that had birthed an astoundingly beautiful child — soon to be two, once Ino was due — that meant Naruto's word carried quite a bit of weight.

Shikamaru closed the door, sat down beside Temari, and the meeting began.

Hinata would have to wait until that night… after all, he still had his duties as Hokage to attend to.

--

It was laughably easy for Naruto to sneak into the Hyuga compound; even the clan of the all-seeing white eye couldn't detect the legendary Hokage when he didn't want to be found.

He appeared in the center of Hinata's room — and there she was, seated on her bed, hands folded in her lap and her head bowed. Clearly, she had been expecting him.

"H-hello, Naruto-kun," she whispered.

Naruto drew himself to his full height; and, with complete and supreme confidence, began to undo his belt buckle.

"Hello, Hinata," he said.

"N-Naruto-kun!" Her face turned red, and she stood up, fists balled. "I've made up my mind, Naruto-kun," Hinata huffed. "I will not go along with whatever foolish arrangement you think we have! I'm… I'm going to tell Sakura-san everything! And- and we'll see what the village will do when they realize their beloved Hokage is… this!"

"You'd do that to me?" He did not appear worried.

"You're not the Naruto-kun I know and loved," she hissed.

Naruto rolled his neck from side to side.

He allowed his trousers to fall to the bedroom floor, and stepped out of them.

"Shut the fuck up, Hinata."

She gasped.

"You think I buy your little act?" Naruto said. "That you'd really tell Sakura-chan what's been going on between me and Ino? If wanted to do that, you would have gone to my wife after you'd left my office. But you didn't. I have to admit that — I'm impressed. Would you have had the balls to stand up to me two, three years ago? I think not. Hell… maybe if you'd acted more like this, I would have married you instead of Sakura-chan. But hindsight is twenty-twenty, isn't it?"

"N-Naruto-kun…" Hinata squeaked.

"Again — do you really think that I don't see right through you, Hinata? You loved me; you told me yourself. With every fiber of your heart, every fabric of your being. Do you really think that me fucking Sakura-chan and Ino changes that? No, no it doesn't change anything. That's why you didn't tell my wife anything — that's why you waited here for me to show up and make all your worries go away. Well, don't worry, Hinata…"

"... I'll make all of those worries go away."

He flickered forward — and with a firm shove of his hand, pushed her onto the bed. She gasped as she fell onto her back, indigo hair pooling underneath her.

"Come on, Hinata," he ribbed. "I thought you were strong now? I thought you didn't want this?" Already, his fingers were grasping at the waistband of her pants — and slowly, tantalizingly, he dragged them down, revealing her cotton panties underneath. "Fucking stop me if you don't want this, Hinata; hit me, scream at me, yell at me, do something. Raise a finger and I won't fuck you right here right now. Look away from me and I'll stop. Do something, anything at all!"

And…

She did nothing.

"That's what I thought," Naruto said.

Clearly, it would taken quite a bit more to yank Hinata out of her shell. It would take drastic measures to get Hinata to reveal her true self to him — but that was all for the better. Naruto had never been one to turn down a challenge after all.

He quite literally tore her panties off of her body. He yanked off the jacket she wore, tossing it behind him; her bra came next, until she was lying entirely nude before him. That curvaceous body, put on display: heavy, plump breasts, wide birthing hips, the body of a fucking sex goddess hidden underneath the facade of some shy, bumbling girl. Naruto knew there was more underneath; he just knew it. All he had to do was bring it out.

The first thing he went was after those massive tits — because what man wouldn't? Oh, and he loved them. Sakura's were nice — Ino's plump, pregnant tits were as well. But Hinata's? Oh, they were a treasure. Unmarked territory, never before turned by man; never marred by his own hickies, never mauled by any hands aside from Hinata's own. His own property.

He took one into his mouth, gently suckling at her rosy nipple. He rolled his tongue around it; and with her other breast, he squeezed and groped at it, twisting her nipple. Her breasts were so sensitive… she was already moaning and mewling before him. He could see the arousal seeping in between her legs: the little horny slut. It seemed that her 'resistance' hadn't been quite as potent as she'd have liked to believed.

And speaking of in between her legs…

God, there was something about that too — almost like her breasts. Untainted, untamed territory, puffy pink folds, with bits of indigo hair here and there. Sakura and Ino kept themselves well shaved down there, but it seemed Hinata didn't have the same strict routine; in a way, it showed just how 'virtuous' she was. In her mind, it would be a long time before any man went down there — so why bother?

Not that Naruto minded.

He palmed her thighs, spreading her legs apart with ease — Hinata whimpered, as he leaned forward, hot breath cascading against her weeping slit.

"Sweet God," Naruto murmured. "I don't think even Ino was this wet our first time together," he said, teasing her folds with a finger. He spread them open with two fingers, watching as her arousal trailed down her thigh. "Have you ever touched yourself, Hinata?"

She stared at him.

"A- a little," she confessed.

"My oh my." Naruto chuckled. "Dirty little Hinata touches herself in the comfort of her room — though, I have to ask, how far have you gone? Have you… put your finger inside of yourself? Have you reached orgasm?"

Her chest heaved up and down. "I-I-I-"

"I'll take that as a no," he said. "A little light touching; quite standard, I imagine. Sakura and Ino though, they played with every toy under the sun and then some; yet, they still said I stretched them out more than they could imagine. I wonder what your virgin little pussy could take, Hinata? Can it take me? My big, long cock?"

"Naruto-kun…" she whispered.

"Oh, don't worry," Naruto told her. "I'm going to warm you up a little first."

Before she could say anything, before she could process those words, he'd latched himself to her pussy lips and had begun to eat Hinata out. And he was skilled indeed — Sakura and Ino were typically in hysterics when he went down on them, and they were used to it. Contrast that with a virgin Hinata, and… well, he actually had to hold back quite a bit, or else her moans would alert the entire Hyuga compound down on them.

Still, even with half of his potential tempered by caution, Hinata was… in bliss.

His tongue was — something magical. Truly, an instrument that was playing her like a violin and turning her into something much darker than her typical self. She began to moan; gyrating her hips back and forth, fingers digging into the mattress. Her white eyes widened — her toes curled. "N-Naruto-kun…" she stuttered out once more, twisting her head from side to side, part of her wanting to get away yet the vast majority of her body screaming at her to moan for him. To moan for the man who had cheated on his wife; the man who was now cheating on the woman he'd cheated on his wife with.

Her juices were plentiful; a flood that washed down the length of her canal and into his mouth. Sweet, tangy even — his tongue working away at her folds, one of his fingers thumbing her clit. He even reached a hand up to work over her ever-so-sensitive breasts.

And really, how long could innocent, virgin Hinata temper this assault? Not long at all, as one might expect.

It took a minute? Maybe two? And that was pushing it.

Finally, she let out that one moan — her pussy pulsated, her juices washed down, and she just… lost it. Her orgasm swept her up and left the old Hinata into the dust — she was reborn in a way, but Naruto's tongue. And if he could do this much with oral, what- what the hell could he do with that thing he called a cock?

He continued to lap at her slit, brutalizing her overly sensitive cunt even while she was still cumming. It wasn't until she finally settled down that he pulled away, juices dripping down his chin as if he was a wolf drinking from a pond.

"Well, congratulations," he said jokingly. "It's kind of a milestone to experience your first orgasm, Hinata. Remember and cherish this moment — because the second one is going to come very soon if I have anything to say about it."

He yanked off the rest of his clothes, before liberally hopping on top of the bed. Hinata was limp, and it was with ease that he arranged her around, placing her in the simplest of positions — missionary. What better way was there to take a woman for the first time? She could watch his cock enter her: he could see the look on her face when she realized her virginity was gone. And though people called missionary 'boring', clearly they had no idea how to work what they had in that particular position. Because with someone like Naruto, no position could be 'boring' to a woman.

Yet, her eyes were closed.

"Open your eyes, Hinata," he murmured. His cock was pressing against her thigh — he shifted his head from side to side, allowing the steely pole to flatten up against her; precum smeared against her porcelain skin.

"N-no.."

"Open them, Hinata."

"N-no!"

"Open them."

She did.

And she caught sight of his absolutely massive cock — breathtakingly big, and poised to enter her. Her white eyes widened to the size of saucers; but before she could do anything, Naruto pressed himself against her entrance, and eased himself inside of her sopping wet pussy.

In one stroke, one thrust, her virginity was taken: conquered by Uzumaki Naruto.

"Ohh… oh… ohhh…!"

He began to thrust into her; long harsh strokes that would leave her gasping for air — so deep, scraping at her cervix, at her womb. And she looked down, only to realize that he had not yet managed to get all of his cock inside of her, that there was still an inch or two or three or four of that monstrosity outside of her cunt.

"Your body is betraying you," he said softly. "You can bite your tongue all you want, Hinata, but everything else about you says the opposite — the way your pussy clenches around me… how wet you are… the way you want, no, need to moan for me."

And she was moaning. And biting her tongue; despite that, with every thrust inside of her, a loud, piercing moan would be expelled from her lips. She was left with no choice — her body needed that sort of outlet.

"Tell me how you really feel, Hinata," he chastised. "Tell me. Be honest."

After a few minutes, he stopped altogether; the message was clear. She had to give in if she wanted a hard fuck — and with the way her pussy was clenching around his cock, the way her juices soaked her bed, the way every ounce of her body wanted him… she… she-

She, through sheer surprise, managed to flip them over — Naruto grunted as he suddenly found himself on his back, Hinata on top of him, his cock still buried deep inside of her. She panted for a moment, breasts heaving up and down, indigo hair covering her eyes.

"I love you, Naruto-kun…" Hinata breathed. "I love you so much."

He couldn't help the smirk that creased his lips.

"B-but I… I… I fucking hate Sakura!" she snapped.

Now, the smirk was wiped away — replaced by a wide eyed look of astonishment.

"She's so… so.. pretentious…!" Hinata growled, placing her hands on Naruto's chest — with every sentence she uttered, she would bounce up and down on his massive cock, her words intermixed with lewd moans. "Always trying to console me. 'You'll find someone else', 'There's more fish out there in the sea'. Well has she ever thought that I don't want to be jealous? Has she ever thought that I might be jealous that she has the best man in town? And she doesn't even care — she acts so entitled! She's married to the Hokage, she has his child, and she acts like it's no big deal! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!"

She leaned down, a wild look in her eyes, as she bounced up and down — harder and harder, groaning as his cock twitched inside of her; breasts heaving up and down, slapping together with the force of her ministrations.

"But I love you, Naruto-kun," she muttered. "I love you so much. And you're cheating on her with me, so that makes it okay; anything that hurts Sakura is fine with me. And God, being with you is everything I expected it to be. You're even bigger than I imagined you'd be and even that was pretty big…"

She giggled strangely, tossing her hair over her shoulder. Sweat soaked her nude body — her white eyes still manicial almost. She looked… obsessed with lust, with love, with him. Hinata reached down, running her hands through his blonde hair, giggling as she felt the coarse, sweaty texture. She inhaled: and quite literally moaned, not at his cock inside of her, but at his masucline scent.

Hinata began to grind her hips back and forth — Naruto was just… in shock. What the fuck had happened Hinata? Why was she acting so different, so dirty, so promiscuous.

"Naruto-kun…" she purred. "Tell me; what part of me do you like best?" She began to bounce up and down — and yes, his favorite parts of hers began to bounce up and down, almost rhythmically.

"Your tits." It wasn't even a question.

"Ooo…"

Without warning, she suddenly hopped off of him — Naruto opened his mouth to complain, until he saw what she had planned. Wrapping those big, juicy breasts around his mammoth cock — lapping at the mushroom head with her tongue and she began to work her tits up and down around his shaft.

A titjob from Hyuga Hinata was a fine titjob indeed, Naruto thought. His previous shock seemed to melt beneath the caress of her tongue and the warmth of her breasts — he allowed himself a sigh, as he leaned back, and basked in the sensations.

"Are you close, Naruto-kun?" she asked.

"Not even," Naruto murmured.

"Good." she said.

Working those massive tits around his shaft could get tiring — with any other man, her breasts would have dwarfed their shaft, but it seemed Naruto defied even that rule. The tip poked out of the top of her breasts, and she rewarded that accomplishment with barrage of kisses, scooping up precum and gulping it down, relishing in the taste, his taste.

"I can imagine Sakura now," Hinata murmured. "Sitting at home, wondering where her husband is." She giggled. "Are my tits bigger than hers, Naruto-kun? I- I know they are, but I want to hear you say it."

"They're bigger," Naruto said.

He decided not to tell her that Sakura's ass was a lot nicer — that was a conversation for another time.

"Oh God…" Hinata purred. "Your cock is so warm, Naruto-kun! It's so hot, and big… I can feeling it beating between my breasts." She squeezed her tits tighter around his shaft, rubbing them up and down. "Are you sick of my breasts? Could you ever get sick of my breasts?"

"Hinata, I-"

"You're sick of them!" She laughed slightly. "Oh… oh, don't worry, Naruto-kun. My pussy is more than ready for you." Hinata threw herself onto her back, spreading her legs nice and wide, spreading open her dripping wet folds for him. "I know I'm tighter than Sakura; I'm not a loose whore like she is." Hinata giggled once again. "Come on, fuck me, Naruto-kun! Fuck me as hard as you can~!"

Naruto probably would have taken her up on that offer either way, but right now, he was more afraid of what she would do if he said 'no' to the prospect of fucking her.

He really, really didn't want to see what she would do.

So he lifted himself up, settled himself in between her legs, angled his member against her entrance, and slid inside of her with a single, one thrust.

"Oh… yes…!" Hinata groaned. "Oh yes, I love how big you are, Naruto-kun!"

He began to thrust — lewd moans filled the room. They sounded so… odd. Exaggerated, like a porn star's might be, but Naruto knew each and every single one was genuine. Was she getting off this much?

Naruto accidentally brushed her clit with his thumb, and she quite literally came around his cock.

Oh. Well, maybe she was getting off that much.

"F-fuck!"

Five minutes?

Ten?

He honestly… lost track. Hinata's moans seemed to become louder and louder — to the point where Naruto had to clap a hand over her mouth. He continued to thrust into her, deeper and deeper, his cock scraping against places he hadn't known existed in the female body.

"Ouch!" Naruto retracted his hand, as she scraped her teeth against his skin.

She hadn't done that to let out a moan — no, she had something else in mind.

"Cum inside me, Naruto-kun," she begged. Her legs wrapped around his waist — she wound her arms around his torso and pulled him as close to her as she could manage. "I want you to get me pregnant, Naruto-kun; I want to show you just how much better our children will be. Ino, Sakura, neither of them can be as good of a breeder as I am…!"

"Hinata, I don't think that's such a good idea-"

"Cum inside me!" she snapped.

"Okay…" he said rather meekly.

Naruto thrusted — harder, faster, deeper. Her fingers clawed at his back; she came again; and then a third time; and then a fourth time. All in the span of about ten minutes — the added benefit of him constantly teasing her clit aided that feat.

In one night, he'd taken her virginity, gotten a terrific titjob, had his entire opinion of her upended, and had this beautiful women ask- no, demand him to impregnate her.

He doubted anyone would blame him for cumming like he did — with a loud grunt, bottoming out inside of her, his cockhead scraping against the entrance to her womb. Hot white jizz exploded into the Hyuga… and she let out this sound. He couldn't quite describe it, but it sounded like the apex of victory; like a woman who had gotten everything that she could possibly want in life.

And once he was done, and his seed had been pumped into her — so much hot cum as to nearly bloat her belly — Hinata was…

Tired. And sweaty. And bruised, and battered, and sore.

Even then, she started to gyrate her hips against him; even then, she continued to whisper dirty, filthy things into his ear and claw at his back. Naruto began to thrust anew, still as hard as ever.

She didn't make it quite as far as he would have liked… another one of those mind shattering orgasms simply sapped whatever energy she had left. Hinata went limp — her seed filling her womb, a happy smile on her face. And, unfortunately, he had not cum a second time.

'You know,' Naruto thought. 'This new Hinata isn't that bad.'

It would remain to see if 'alpha bitch' Hinata would continue to persist outside of the bedroom.

Naruto eased himself off of the bed, drawing himself up to his full height and stretching. Fuck, he was still hard — all he could hear in his mind was Hinata begging him to impregnate her; something that would keep any man on the top of their arousal. He knew Ino would still be awake for a booty call; or perhaps Mabui or Samui would be up for some fun? He was just about to make his way out of the room, when-

The door opened.

A figure stepped into the room, veins pulsating around her eyes — her Byakugan had been activated, and she saw everything.

"Hello, Hokage-sama," Hyuga Hanabi said. "Did you have fun with my sister?"

CHAPTER 4

A figure stepped into the room, veins pulsating around her eyes — her Byakugan had been activated, and she saw everything.

"Hello, Hokage-sama," Hyuga Hanabi said. "Did you have fun with my sister?"

"Hanabi," he murmured. His mouth felt strangely dry, but it didn't show — he stared her down with the stoicism of an Uchiha, uncaring of the fact that a passed out, cum packed Hinata was sprawled out on the bed only a meter or two away from him. "What are you doing in here?" Naruto asked. "Actually, I don't think there's any need for me to ask. You were spying on me and Hinata, weren't you?"

"Oh, how'd you know?" Hanabi said in a joking manner — the veins around her eyes were still bulged out, the prime example that her Byakugan was activated. "But, yeah, I was, Hokage-sama. Got a problem with that?"

"Not particularly. You could watch me fuck any woman you want, so long as you keep your mouth shut," Naruto murmured.

"I will. Don't worry about that." Hanabi allowed a smile to curl her lips — she stepped further into the room, shadow crossing her sister's face; the younger of the two Hyuga sisters looked down at her elder with a soft smile. The cum drooling from her slit, and the whore-ish moans she exuded seemed only to be quaint touches, cute little things like a ribbon tied into her hair… rather than the ultimate sign of her downfall, as it truly was. "Oh, nee-san," Hanabi cooed. "You could have done so much more to satisfy our great Hokage… and look at this. You've passed out — I think you should have been able to do a little more at least. Oh well. I'm here now, so I guess it doesn't really matter."

She looked at Naruto, giggling in a childlike manner despite her ripe age of twenty — Naruto knew how old she was, considering he'd been the guest of honor at her birthday party only a short while back.

"You want me to keep this a secret?"

"Mmm hmm. I assume there's some sort of 'price' I'll have to pay," Naruto muttered.

"If you could call it a price," Hanabi joked. "Let's just say… you follow me to my room, and the two of us can have plenty of fun." She turned her back toward him — and hiked up her kimono, bending over slightly so he could see her bare, athletic, positively plump ass jutted out toward him. Juices leaked freely down her thighs, and the entire room was soon filled with the pungent smell of Hanabi's arousal on top of the scent from Naruto and Hinata's previous activities.

Hanabi winked at him, swaying her hips from side to side in a hypnotic and undeniably seductive manner; then, without another word, she stepped forward and out of the room. Behind her, a trickle of juices that left a thinly marked trail behind her — as if Naruto didn't immediately follow her regardless of whatever path she was leaving in her wake.

At the threshold of the door, he hesitated for a moment — before darting back into the room. He stepped up to the bed, jerking the cum packed Hinata closer to the edge, flipping her off of her side — she rolled onto her back, tongue lolling out of her mouth, cum still flowing freely from her well fucked pussy. He placed one of his seals, the same he'd put on Samui and Mabui, onto the Hyuga — then, he darted out of the room, using the trail of juices to follow closely behind another Hyuga.

He was right after her, seeing Hanabi's hair whip around the corner every time he rounded one. Until, finally, he saw that hair follow her womanly figure into a room — the door to which was wide open. Sakura; Ino; Samui and Mabui; Hinata… it was routine for him now. Pounding and filling up another pussy to the brim. Hanabi was another notch on his belt, another cunt that had to be stuffed with cum in order to keep his skeletons hidden. He'd pamper her, he'd fuck her until she couldn't articulate anything but his name… and in return, she'd be a good little slut, a good girlfriend or wife or booty call or whatever.

Just like the others.

As he stepped through the door, she ambushed him — though he, the Nanadaime fucking Hokage saw it coming of course. He caught her, and slammed his lips against hers; he groped her ass with wild abandon, picking her up and pushing her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist, but he didn't pay it any mind… he set every part of his body to pleasuring her.

She wasn't as busty as some of his other lays. In a way, she reminded him of Sakura — not particularly curvy, but slim, athletic, almost like a gymnast. Her breasts weren't plump but they were perky; her ass wasn't fat but it was tight as all hell. Her legs seemed to go on for miles, and the way she just seemed to fit against his broad frame felt so… right.

And she was already wet; so desperately, naively, completely lost in her arousal. She had watched the well hung Hokage pound her sister into submission — and now, she wanted a taste of his Uzumaki stamina. She wanted to get fucked, and hard. She wanted to get pounded in the home of her ancestors; she wanted to be taken like a jackhammer and driven into again and again until he came wherever he pleased.

It was such a sweet thought, to be dominated like that by so powerful a man.

"How do you want it?" he whispered into her ear.

"Rough," Hanabi panted. "Fuck me like you own me, Hokage-sama."

"I do own you."

He said it without hesitation — and she had no time to process those words before he'd arranged her exactly where he wanted her: pressing her against the bed, bending her over until that wonderful ass was thrust out towards him, wet, dripping, puffy and pink pussy lips begging to be filled.

Naruto was hard beyond belief — he stroked his cock, groaning as he did so… he was so erect, agonizingly, almost painfully erect. It was as if he hadn't already pumped a load into Hinata's womb. But that didn't matter… he was just… unstoppable. Scarcely a night had gone by in months where he hadn't ended it with his cockhead breaching a woman's womb, his seed swimming into her most inner place — whether it was Ino or Sakura, Samui or Mabui, it didn't seem to matter. He kept going, and going, and going… from Kumo to Konoha, from his special fuckpad with Ino to his marital bed with Sakura. Sometimes it was all of them in one night, other times he took Mabui again and again for hours until she was near comatose. He was a beast, a force of nature, a… a fuck machine.

And Hinata and Hanabi were, quite frankly, no match for him. It wasn't a question of 'if' he would fuck them into unconsciousness, but rather when he would do it. The clock was against them, the odds were tipped overwhelmingly in his favor, and all they could do was claw at his back as he fucked his seed into them. Hanabi hadn't had a proper taste of it yet — but she'd seen exactly what he had done to Hinata: fucking her until she was unconscious, drooling his cum, moaning his name, her body forever imprinted with his touch.

He inched himself forward, until he finally pressed the tip of his enormous cock against her weeping folds — Hanabi groaned with need, fingers clutching the sheets, her face already buried into the mattress. "Fuck that's big…!" she hissed.

Naruto placed a hand on her hip, and eased himself inside of her. An inch of deliciously fat cock shoved squarely into her dripping wet cunt — and already, to her, it felt like the most wondrous thing in the world. She moaned freely, arching her back, rocking her hips back against her Hokage with wild abandon.

"Settle down," he grunted. "You don't have to do a damn thing here, Hanabi. I'm going to fuck you senseless whether you want to participate or not."

"I want to do it though," she groaned, pushing back against him — surprising him as she forced at least two more inches of him inside of her. "I want to… make you feel good. Better than my sister made you feel, at least."

"She put up quite the showing," Naruto murmured. "You'll have to try pretty damn hard to top her."

"I'll try until my pussy's broken and the only name on my lips is going to be yours," Hanabi assured him.

"We'll see how long that takes," Naruto said.

He placed both of his hands on either side of her shapely hips, then began to feed the rest of his cock into her depths. She was so hot, so incredibly wet — and above all else was the tightness. If there was one advantage to a thin and lithe girl, it was simply how agonizingly tight they could be.

"Ah, God!" Hanabi groaned. "I- I saw that you were big when you were with nee-chan, but seeing and experiencing it are two different things…"

"Mmm hmm. How does it feel?" he asked.

"Full," she purred. "As if there's an emptiness inside of me that your amazing cock plugs." Hanabi gingerly pumped her hips back and forth — Naruto simply stood there, and she spent a good thirty seconds forcing his cock in and out of her. She was still so aroused… his shaft was positively slathered in her juices, and more still leaked down onto the floor beneath them. Her smell was pungent — it filled the entire room and then some… to her, the temperature of her bedroom had seemed to sky rocket. She felt so hot, sweat dripping down her cheeks, her entire body flushed; and more so was how hot his cock was inside of her… the little drops of precum that trickled down the length of her vaginal canal felt like molten lava. She didn't even want to imagine what his load would feel like, after he undoubtedly (because she wouldn't let him do anything else) pumped it into her greedily fertile womb. It was a pity she was on birth control.

"Well, you said you wanted it rough." Naruto rolled his shoulders, stretching for a moment. "I suppose I'll have to deliver that."

Then, without warning, he slammed himself in to the base; every last inch of his cock was driven into Hanabi's impossibly tight cunt — she bucked, she jolted as if she had been electrocuted, and it wasn't long before she was mewling and moaning like a stuffed whore.

He began to thrust in and out of her at a swift pace — harder, faster, rougher than he had been in a while. "God damn!" he swore, reaching a hand forward… with no hesitation, he grabbed her hair, twirling it around his wrist and using it as leverage, allowing him to drive deeper and harder inside of her. Hanabi's head was jerked back; she moaned louder, her back arching as he pulled at her hair.

"Y-yes…!" she hissed. "Keep it up, Hokage-sama… it… it feels great!"

"I know it does," he growled. "Now shut the fuck up and enjoy it."

He pounded her exactly as she asked for: as rough as he could. She'd asked to go until her pussy was broken and until 'Hokage-sama' was the only word she could utter — and he was committed to keeping that promise. One tight and hot pussy in a night wasn't enough; Hyuga Hinata, a literal sex bomb by any means, wasn't enough. It seemed that Hyuga Hanabi was about to meet her downfall on the same night, a few rooms away, with the same man, the same cock… the same cock that was still slathered in Hinata's juices.

It wasn't all that long before he finished; after all, he hadn't shot a second load into Hinata before she'd passed out.

"I'm cumming inside of you," he muttered, yanking her head back via her hair so she could hear him clearly.

"An- and?" Hanabi groaned, rocking her hips back against him — he had a hand on her hip, fingers digging into her skin, giving him the leverage he needed to continue his vicious assault on her tight little pussy. "I want you to cum inside of me, Hokage-sama. I wouldn't stop you for anything in the whole wide world — so do it. Fuck me! Pump that cum into me, Hokage-sama, I want it… I need it!"

"Fuck," Naruto growled. He jerked her head back even further — he leaned forward, so that his lips were pressed against her ear. He thrust harder, faster… his cock so deep inside of her that she couldn't comprehend it.

With a grunt, he slammed himself into her, balls deep, to the hilt, to the point where his muscled thighs were pressed up quite comfortably against her firm ass.

And then he came.

"There we go…!" Hanabi threw her head back, a sick and almost demented smile curling her lips; her entire body was coated in a thin sheen of sweat, particles of water flying from her hair every time Naruto jerked it back. "Oh God, it's so fucking hot, Hokage-sama." Almost scalding, even… his cum was simply so virile and near burning that there was no mistaking the feeling of him cumming inside of her. "Damn. I don't think he would be all that happy that his 'Boss' is getting to creampie his girlfriend…" she jested.

"He'll get over it," Naruto said, still thrusting inside of her, getting every last bit of jizz out — he went flaccid for a few moments, still buried inside of her… but she still groaned and rolled her hips, moaning about how full she felt under her breath.

The blonde pulled out of his newest lay, another grunt spilling from his lips as he stretched and popped the bones in his back, twisting himself from side to side.

"That was good," he admitted. "I'm impressed — of course, you'd still be ready to go for another round."

"And you think I wouldn't be?" Hanabi cooed. "I think you're underestimating me, Hokage-sama… I could go all night if you wanted me to."

"Well, then."

His head perked up slightly, and a flicker of something went through those sky-blue eyes of his. He drew himself up to his full height, his face schooled into a calm and controlled look… too bad Hanabi didn't see it, the Hyuga still entirely focused on his half-hard cock, slathered in both her and Hinata's sparkling juices. Hanabi eased herself off of the bed, cum sloshing down her thighs… she tiptoed forward, to make for his cock, but Naruto stopped her.

"Your sister is awake," he murmured.

"So?" Hanabi jeered. "That doesn't mean I'm going to let her get another round with you on my watch!"

"Hmph. I was going to challenge you to something, Hanabi," Naruto murmured, folding his arms across his chest — he absolutely, positively towered over her… a massive, giant man who was so broad and tall and simply well built that Hanabi looked so frail and fragile in comparison. She was at least a foot smaller, and everything about him was just bigger — just a single glance up and down at him (with another pass over of his cock) made Hanabi ponder just how he'd been able to fit that cock inside of her tight, lithe little body.

"Challenge me to what?" she questioned.

"I want to see whether you can really compete with your sister. I remember her telling me about the little rivalry the two of you had when you were younger — why don't we settle that question, once and for all, right here and now?"

Hanabi smirked. "That is quite the challenge…" she muttered, stumbling to her feet, moaning and groaning every few seconds as his seed continued to pour from her well used pussy. "I accept, Hokage-sama. Of course. We'll see just how much of a fight nee-chan can put up."

Naruto said nothing — instead, he stepped forward, wrapped a hand around Hanabi's waist and teleported them back to Hinata's room using the seal he'd put on the elder sister before departing.

Hinata didn't even hesitate; she did not even spend a single second contemplating how Naruto had teleported back into her room. She lunged at him, tiny hands pressing into his stomach — only sheer surprise, and his swift realization of what was going on — allowed her to push him onto her bed, back first, his already hard cock jutting upward into the air.

With a frenzied look in her eye, Hinata began to work over Naruto's arousal-slathered cock — she was adamant about pleasuring him, a need in every pore of her body to make sure the love of her life was as satisfied as humanly possible. Her hands roamed over the wide expanse of his member, rubbing and stroking him… her tongue lathered the mushroom head, her mouth opening wide to take his length into her mouth. Cum continued to pour from her cunt, but so did arousal… arousal that seemed unending whenever she was in Naruto's presence.

With a forlorn look, Hanabi joined in. Considering that Naruto's glorious cock was (quite rudely, in her opinion) hogged by Hinata, the younger of the two Hyuga sisters decided to work over another part of him. Namely, his balls, the contents of which had christened the wombs of Hinata and Hanabi only moments before, not to mention Sakura, Ino, Mabui, and Samui before.

"Fuck." Naruto groaned, slipping a hand into each of their scalps — fingers running through indigo and brown hair respectively. He rubbed them gently, and in response they merely deepened and intensified the blowjob they were giving him… Hanabi taking his balls into her mouth, rolling her tongue around the sac… Hinata striving to work over every inch of his shaft with her salvia, fingers, lips, tongue, whatever she could manage.

However, when Hinata took a breath and went to deepthroat her lover…

"Oh hell no!" Hanabi hissed, and she pushed Hinata away — before her older sister could react, Hanabi had sucked in a deep breath inhaled Naruto's cock. She grinned cheekily as his immense shaft went past her lips, Naruto rewarding her efforts with a groan. Hanabi went lower and lower… until Hinata placed a hand on the back of her head, forcing her down a little too far a little too fast… Hanabi gagged, and was forced to retreat.

Hinata took advantage of Hanabi's retreat to take the place where her sister had been a moment before — with a wild, frenzied, animalistic look in her white eyes, she threw herself at Naruto's cock, giving it a few loving licks before deep throating him just as Hanabi had done. She managed to take a little more than Hanabi had, but it was for naught — Hanabi reached a hand forward and jerked Hinata back by the hair, almost as Naruto had done her.

Naruto merely leaned backward, put his hands behind his head, and languished in the warm feeling of two beautiful women fighting over who got to not just suck him off, but deep throat his cock. Now, that was something he could certainly get used to.

"Alright, that's enough of that," he said, after a few minutes of that… there was only so much fighting he could allow before they started clawing at each other like wild animals, and considering the ample amount of hair pulling and dirty looks shot between the two normally friendly sisters, Naruto expected that to come relatively soon if he allowed them to keep it up. "Let's get this party on the road for real."

Hanabi and Hinata glanced at each other, saliva and precum dripping down both of their chins and onto their busts — they were both red, sweaty, hair grimy and disorganized… cum flowed freely from their snatches, and the smell of Naruto's seed along with the sisters' arousal seemed to fill the room from corner to corner, wall to wall. In the span of a night, Hinata's room had been turned from a virtual stronghold of chastity to a fuckden where she and Hanabi fought over the man who had already conquered both of them.

"What did you have in mind?" Hinata asked, a curious look in her eye. Hanabi tilted her head to the side thoughtfully, letting out a little moan as a particularly large glob of cum spilled from her well fucked slit.

"Heh."

Naruto formed a hand seal — and a shadow clone appeared at his side, standing up, his cock just as long and hard as the original Naruto's was.

"Let's see which one of you can last the longest," the clone said.

"And whoever lasts longer gets a reward," the original murmured.

"A reward?" Hanabi and Hinata said in unison.

"I think a nice morning facial will be more than enough compensation," the clone muttered, a smirk tugging at his lips. Both Hyuga's eyes lit up — just the idea of being bathed in their Naruto's hot cum was more than enough incentive for them to try and last as long as they could.

"Alright!" Hanabi claimed.

And so, the battle lines were drawn: the original Naruto tagged with Hanabi, and the clone with Hinata. Of course, there was really no difference — both versions of Naruto were virile, hard, and ready to fuck a good pussy into submission. Only semantics really divided them.

The 'challenge' began with both women in the same position — the all too classic missionary. Hanabi and Hinata both on their back, side by side, so close that their hair intermixed slightly. The two Narutos promptly slotted themselves into their respective cunts, and began to thrust away. Hinata's large breasts were rubbed and teased by the clone; the original made sure to work over Hanabi's clit, gripping her thighs and spreading her legs wider so he could thrust deeper.

"Fuck!" Hanabi hissed.

"Oh God!" Hinata cried.

Hanabi came first from a particularly good rub of her clit; Hinata followed soon after, moaning and groaning, unable to keep her eyes open through the crescendo of pleasure.

"Fuck," the original Naruto groaned. "She is tight."

"You're telling me," the clone muttered.

A few minutes of that followed — then, they decided to return to the position that Hanabi had first been taken in. Namely, doggystyle… a classic as well. Both girls bent over the bed: Hanabi's pert, athletic ass jutted out, alongside Hinata's fat ass. It was a wonderful sight, indeed, and it wasn't long before both Narutos had shoved them back inside of their conquest's cunts and started hammering away again. They built up a rhythmic; claps rang through the room, one after the other, as each Naruto had their thighs slap against either Hinata or Hanabi's ass cheeks whenever they bottomed out. Hinata got her fat ass slapped a few times, a good spanking causing her to mewl with pleasure — a red imprint of Naruto's hand soon bloomed on her skin. Hanabi got her hair jerked back once more, allowing the Naruto pounding her to dig into her G-spot at an angle that seemed unreal.

But, it was never not fun to take things another step. Doggystyle with two women at the same time was an incredibly fun indeed, but there was plenty more to do… in that same position. Just with a bit of a twist to it; an incestous and lesbian-ish twist to be more specific.

Both Narutos hefted their respective pussies — or in other words, women — up onto the bed. They turned them toward each other… angled their heads properly… then forced them to connect lips.

"Kiss," Naruto, the original, ordered. The two sisters grinned — and without question they began to french kiss each other, a task made rather difficult by the fact that both of them were still being relentlessly fucked. Still, they managed; and they kept it hot too. Hanabi dipped a finger down, scooping up cum from her thigh and shoving her fingers into Hinata's mouth — Hinata blinked once, then they connected lips once again, swapping Naruto's cum in such a lewd and sexy manner that both Narutos let out a groan.

It was a long, very fun night.

And… eventually… Hanabi won out. With a shudder, as Naruto pumped another creampie into her womb, Hinata groaned and passed out. Hanabi — who had taken a second, equally massive creampie into her womb as well — barely had time to celebrate her victory before she slumped down on top of her sister as well.

"Well," the clone muttered. "That was fun!"

"Yup," the original Naruto said. "You can go ahead and go now."

"Cya."

The clone popped, and Hanabi slumped down further.

Naruto pulled the two sisters close to him, Hanabi on his left and Hinata on his right — they snuggled up close to him, cum flowing from their snatches, peaceful untroubled smiles on both of their faces. Naruto's still-hard cock pulsed angrily… but there was plenty of time for sex later.

For now, he would simply relax with his two newest conquests.

—-

"Ah… God! You have no idea how heavy this little guy is." Ino turned to Hinata, a grin and a wink shot in the Hyuga's direction. "Of course, you're gonna be feeling that one in a few months too, Hina."

Hinata blushed, a hand reaching down to the navel of her gradually swelling belly.

Sakura laughed. "I still can't believe both of you got pregnant, and neither of you will tell me who did it! Like, what gives? Who was it? Spill it already!"

"I guess you'll see when my baby comes out," Ino teased.

The two friends sparked up a conversation, and Hinata was left on the sideline for now.

And, like a car pulling into its parking spot, it suddenly dawned on her the truth of what had happened to the three of them.

Three women; three kunoichi; all of them impregnated by the same man. By the man she loved, by the man she was supposed to have all to herself… all three of them… Uzumaki Sakura, Yamanaka Ino (though, in actuality, it was Uzumaki Ino) and Hyuga Hinata…

Tears pricked at her eyes as she started to think it over.

Ino rolled her eyes. Naruto had, of course, told her about what had happened between him, Hinata, and Hanabi — and she'd been more than expecting. Well, after a hot load had been pumped into her greedy womb, but that was beside the point.

'What an idiot,' Ino thought. 'She's going to bust this whole thing wide open.'

"Hina?" Sakura mumbled. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Pregnancy hormones," Ino said. "I'm gonna take Hinata to the bathroom and help her clear her head. Come on, Hina." She grabbed Hinata's shoulder and jerked her to her feet — the Hyuga, stunned, tears dripping down her cheeks, reluctantly went along with the blonde as the two heavily pregnant woman waltzed to the bathroom.

The bathroom was empty, and Ino gently pressed Hinata against the wall — they were so close that their bellies almost touched, Naruto's seed able to say hello to each other in a spiritual manner.

"What's wrong with you?" Ino said, distaste in her tone. "You think Forehead won't realize what's going on if we start acting like that in front of her?"

"I-I'm sorry," Hinata whimpered. "I-I j-just…"

"Shut the fuck up," Ino pissed. "You think it's just your little crush that's at stake here? No. I won't let my reputation be fucked up because you're too weak — and if the village, or even Sakura finds out about what Naruto's relationship is with us? They'd crucify us. So you'd better zip it, or I'll zip it for you."

Hinata gulped.

She took a moment to compose herself, wiping away the tears, taking short ordered breaths.

"T-thank you…" she whispered.

"Don't thank me," Ino grunted. "I'm only looking out for Naruto here — not you. Let's go back, so Forehead doesn't get worried."

As they walked back to the table, Ino thought it over.

'I need to take control of this,' Ino thought. 'The way things have gotten, a single thing's going to implode me and Naruto-kun's relationship… and I can't let that happen. I need to make sure I can stay with Naruto… forever.'