The sun had fallen hours earlier, the soft sheen of moonlight passing through the windows somehow stronger than the aging tube lights.

Naruto yawned, cracking his knuckles after he finished going over and signing the last document he had in his pile, putting them away inside a drawer.

"A good day of work, hm, Sarada-chan?"

The Hokage rested his chin on the back of his folded hands, fingers intertwined, his elbows splayed on his desk.

His eyes scanned over the spectacle of the night, keeping him entertained through the doldrums of monotonous paperwork.

And what a delicious sight it was. His naked clones spit roasting his son's best friend.

Her skirt had been discarded; black panties pulled to the side. Her tube top tugged underneath her tits, pink nipples hard.

Naruto's clones were rough with her, one gripping her waist so tight, its fingers bruised her waist, the other pulling her arms forward as he fucked her throat. Her petite frame suspended off the ground between the two cocks, her bare feet hovering, red painted toes, curled, barely brushing the floor as she swayed.

His clones weren't worried about Sarada's pleasure, using her mouth and cunt like toys. Rough thrusting, every slam of pelvis against her ass sending her mouth deeper on the cock in her throat.

The pounding made her soft tits jiggle, her firm ass cheeks bouncing from the force of the fucking, the black choker on her neck distended so much it seemed on the verge of snapping when thick cock filled the back of her throat.

Tears tracked down her rosy cheeks, bringing along with them lines of ruined mascara that stood stark and gorgeous against the pale hue of her skin, glowing in the moonlight.

Her mouth and cunt were both so messy, both so used. Each pass of cock in and out each hole left them stained wet, one with arousal and the other with spit, the tanned skin glistening.

A frothy mixture of precum and spit hung heavy from her lips, rolling down her cheeks and clinging to her chin. Her arousal was not so eager to fight gravity, splattering on the ground with each thrust, like new polish for the wood grain.

The sounds they made were pornographic. Filth echoing in his chambers, dripping cunt being stuffed to capacity, the sloppy gags and harsh chokes of a cock throated too deep.

Naruto rose from his desk, walking toward the trio, his own cock throbbing from the delicious scent of womanly sweat and well-fucked cunt.

"You gonna ignore me, Sarada-chan?"

She tried to hum around the cock in her mouth, but of course it was impossible for her to answer him, being double stuffed.

Two girthy cocks pillaging her holes, ruining her for anyone other than Naruto.

He watched her patiently, until he saw the toned muscles of Sarada's stomach clench. Until her thighs trembled, her toes clenching and unclenching — signs he knew like the back of his hand.

With a poof, his clones disappeared, and they took Sarada's impending orgasm with them. She cried out in frustration, the second it left her, then grunting when her body hit the floor, her glasses knocked off her face from the impact, clattering away from her.

Sarada alternated between big gulps of air, recovering her parched lungs, and wet sniffles, congested from being used so roughly and the acute pain of losing her orgasm. She stared at him, wide doe-eyes glossy with unshed tears of frustration.

"Don't cry," Naruto cooed, unclasping his cloak, letting it fall to the ground. Sarada's gaze dropped to the massive tent in his pants, her small pink tongue coming out to swipe at her lips like a pavlovian response. "You want to come, right? Service your Hokage, and I'll reward you."

Sarada ran the back of her hand over her eyes, wiping away a few stray tears before crawling toward him, her hips swaying salaciously.

She settled by his feet, looking up at him through her long lashes, her hands riding up his legs, cupping the bulge of his cock.

"Of course. Whatever you wish, Lord Seventh."

She unbuttoned his pants, unzipped it, pulling them down. That pavlovian response again, tongue wetting her lips as Sarada couldn't help herself from stroking Naruto's cock over his boxers. Her nimble fingers running from his shaft to tip, a hand cinching the cloth at the base. Naruto groaned as Sarada milked his cock of precum, ruining the front of his boxers, a dark stain growing, her eyes wide watching it with fascination.

"Sarada." His tone was enough to warn her, Sarada reaching for his boxers and pulling those down too.

"Oh,Naruto-sama."

It was a powerful feeling, an elicit one, having a woman half his age, a woman that was his subordinate — who was the daughter of Naruto's two closest friends — on her knees nearly salivating from the sight of his cock as if she weren't being spit-roasted on them a moment ago.

The feeling of her small, hot mouth on him felt even better.

She started with small bobs of her head, her hands stroking from the base up, her tongue circling his sensitive tip whenever she exposed it, pulling his foreskin back while jerking him off. Sarada was sloppy and had no shame about it, letting saliva pool in her mouth, then sticking her tongue out against the bottom of his shaft, drooling down the length of his cock. Her small hands came up to collect her spit, spreading it on his cock, polish for his tanned skin.

"That's it, that's a good girl. I think you can take more, yeah?" Naruto rasped, his bandaged hand resting on the back of her head, a little force to encourage her.

Sarada hummed, eyes blinking up at him, her hands moving down to his thighs, bracing herself as she slid more of his cock down her throat.

It was like a magic trick, watching his size being swallowed by the petite girl, only a couple of rough gags impeding her effort, saliva running down his inner thighs. Sarada worked her jaw, inch after inch of tanned cock disappearing into her greedy mouth, being squeezed by the walls of her throat. Naruto stared down, heat pulling at his core as Sarada's lips kissed his pelvis, her head gently turning left and right, brushing her nose against the roughness of his pubes.

Her face was pressed tight against him, most of his vision occupied by the sight of Sarada's scalp alone.

It was intensely erotic, feeling how deep his cock was down her throat being massaged by the muscles, and yet couldn't see a trace of it, like a genjutsu being placed to hide something in plain sight.

And then the naughty minx slipped her tongue out, trying to lick at his balls.

"Fuck!"

Naruto thrusted his hips, his hand clenching in Sarada's hair, using it as leverage to make her deepthroat his cock.

He treated her throat like a cunt, pistoning in and out, leaving only the tip for her to bathe with her tongue before he had her nose bumping his pubic bone.

Sarada's lips stretched tight around him, her cheeks hollowed when she sucked and swallowed, fat tears tracking down her pale cheeks, her face angled up at him in supplication, eyes begging for his cum.

Naruto was close, how could he not be? Strung up from the memories of his clones, from Sarada's thirsty mouth milking his cock. Even the look of her alone, sultry eyes locked on him, face used and dirty. Naruto's balls tightened and his movements became rougher, Sarada gagging and choking as he fucked her face.

"Ready for your treat?" Naruto grunted, releasing Sarada's hair. She took over for him in an instant, keeping the tip in her mouth, her tongue swirling over his throbbing head. Her hands worked the length of his cock, stroking up until her enclosed fist kissed against her lips.

She gazed up at him with red eyes, the dark blur of tomoe spinning, always addicted to the sight of him coming.

He wondered how many faces of his she had memorized.

"That's it, perfect, gonna make me come, fuck!"

Sweet suction on his tip as he unloaded into Sarada's mouth, too much for the poor girl to handle, already rivers of white dripping out the seam of her closed lips. Naruto fought the urge to thrust, letting Sarada's cute tongue lap at his slit, lapping down each rope of cum, her hands working his shaft trying to draw out every drop.

"Shit, that's a good girl." Naruto placed his hand back on her hair, pulling her off his cock. Her lips pursed around his tip until the last second, finally releasing his cock with a wetpop.

"Thank you for coming in my mouth, Lord Seventh. It was delicious," she mewled, kissing the tip of his still erect cock, leaving behind a line of cum on her lower lip. She leaned her head, running her tongue along a thick vein, shuffling forward on her knees, lapping at his balls before taking one into her mouth.

Naruto moaned as Sarada worshiped his balls, switching from one to the other, his cock resting on her face. His cock bobbed with every suckle Sarada made, tapping against her face and leaving behind messy streaks of cum and spit that stained her face making it match the filth that clung to her jaw and chin.

"You did an amazing job, baby, time for your reward."

Naruto stepped back from Sarada, her eyes blinking up at him, mouth pouty and whining from being forced away from his cock.

Naruto chuckled, tapping the wood grain of his desk, Sarada nearly jumping off the floor as her lust-addled brain understood how he was going to reward her. "Come here."

"Yes, sir!"

She pulled her panties down and kicked them away, stepping toward the desk and lying back on it, spreading her legs wide for him. Naruto followed suit, removing his pants and box and facing Sarada.

She was aching for it. Fat, flushed pussy, dripping so much it was like Sarada had come already, but Naruto knew that wasn't true with the great care he took to make sure she was being edged. Her arousal ran down over her asshole, seeping into the wood of the prestigious Hokage's desk.

And soon it would stain the Hokage's cock too.

Naruto ran his hands over Sarada's lithe legs, thumbs brushing back and forth on her skin as he reached her hips.

Sarada's mouth was open and panting, red eyes hungry on his cock.

"Hokage-sama, please. I can't wait any longer."

Naruto grinned at her, reaching down to grip the base of his cock, lining the tip against her entrance.

"What kind of man would I be, if I kept my baby waiting, huh?"

He reached around her thighs, his hands resting where they met her hips, gripping that space like handles as he gave a full-bodied thrust. His cock stretched her out, his tip kissing the back of her cunt.

It was a hot, squeezing pressure. Sarada's pussy walls pulsing, her skin trembling underneath his fingertips, her toned stomach muscles flexing.

"Oh, fuck, ohmigod!" Sarada's eyes rolled back, whites replacing red. Her hips canting up off the desk, swaying and grinding on him, sticky arousal flowing down their thighs.

Naruto shook his head and laughed, pumping his cock in and out of Sarada's wet, gripping cunt, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Really? You came from just the insertion? Are you really that much of a slut?"

Sarada moaned, low and long, Naruto's hands pinning her hips down to the desk, thrusting deep and hard. Her legs were wrapped loosely around his back, her hands around his wrists like a set of cuffs, like she was scared he might try and pull away.

Cute, but hilarious. He wasn't leaving until Sarada's cunt was leaking from too much of his cum.

"It's all your fault, Naruto-sama —oh, please, just like that!"

Her Sharingan blazing again, the ultimate kekkei genkai of the village, being used to burn the sight of Naruto's cock piercing her pussy over and over, tattooing it into Sarada's brain.

The depravity of its misuse sent coils of pleasure down Naruto's spine, it made his fingers dig deeper into Sarada's pale skin, more bruises to mark her as his.

"My fault? And what exactly did I do?"

She was gushing on him, each pass of his cock into her pussy made his tanned skin glisten more with coatings of her arousal. The hem of his shirt damp with it, his pubic hair darkened and matted with it.

"You, ah,ah, teased me all night with your clones, oh fuck! S-stuffing me with your fat cocks, ngh, n-not letting me come on purpose…watching me from your desk with that sexy look on your face…"

No matter how many times she said it, Naruto was always flattered by her compliments, her attraction to him. The earnestness behind her words, the hunger even. It made him feel him like a man ten years younger, and he sped up his hips, fucking her like a younger man too, fast and harsh.

She was fluttering around him again, her hips trying to buck up, her thighs twitching.

"D-daddy, fuck, you're so big, feels so good getting fucked by you," Sarada whined, "I love how deep you get, how you stretch me out. Oh god, daddy, you're going to make me come again!"

"Yeah? Gonna squeeze all around daddy's cock again?" Naruto grunted, sweat dripping down the back of his neck, his balls heavy, cock twitching, heat pulling from his core. "Touch yourself, play with your clit, I know it's aching baby, I know it'll make you come so hard. Do it for daddy, yeah?"

Sarada's hand slipped off his wrist and onto her clit, rubbing rough circles, her cunt walls pulsing rhythmically, desperate for Naruto to fill her up.

He pulled his cock back, angling his flared tip and fucking her shallowly, kissing against her g-spot with each roll of his hips. Tagging that same spot over and over, turning Sarada into a writhing, moaning mess.

"Nooo, daddy, t-too much, that's way too much! Oh shit, daddy, I'm gonna —fuck!"

Sarada's face contorted, eyes wide, brow furrowed, teeth digging into her bottom lip — her cunt squirting all over him.

So much, so wet, it was like she pissed herself, the scent and colour the only thing to distinguish it from that, soiling his desk, running down his cock and dripping off his balls onto the floor.

Sarada's expression had the ease of a woman well fucked, lax mouth and soft eyes, her Sharingan faded. She whimpered as Naruto stepped back to pull his cock out of her cunt, her lips stubbornly clinging to his tip until the last second.

Staccato breaths, her chest rising and falling, elbows planted on the desk and neck extended, her eyes glued to his cock. "Why did you stop? You haven't come yet, Lord Seventh."

"I'm Lord Seventh again?" Naruto teased and the blush on Sarada's cheeks ran down her neck.

"Sorry, I lost myself, I didn't mean to slip up, you're just so…" She bit her lips, lashes fluttering as she soaked him in with her eyes.

Naruto truly was blessed.

"It's okay, baby," he cooed, and Sarada giggled, sitting up on the desk, gently stroking his cock, the skin sticky with her arousal.

She looked him in the eyes, dark and pretty, like the rarest gemstones. "You didn't come yet, daddy, that's not right."

"Well, who said I was done with you, hm? Turn around, show me that fat ass."

Her skin was the colour of tomatoes. Despite how filthy they'd fuck, spit-roasting her, having her deepthroat his cock, it was his crass compliments, his blunt praises that seemed to affect her the most.

She released his cock and turned around, tucking her knees together on the desk and raising her ass up, swaying it side to side for him, looking over her shoulder to watch everything he did.

Naruto ran the back of his left hand against the inside of her thighs, his knuckles tacky as his hand reached her cunt, sinking his thumb into her.

Sarada whimpered, high, from the back of her throat, displeased. Her eyes sad, needy for heavy cock and not a tease.

Naruto winked at her, flexing his thumb, brushing over her g-spot again, Sarada's hips stuttering.

"Naruto-sama, daddy,pleaaase."

"Okay, okay, god you're such a cutie, Sarada-chan. Here comes your favourite cock."

He removed his thumb from her cunt, right hand guiding his cock into her cunt, slipping in easily, how stretched out and wet she was from coming twice. Naruto fucked her lightly, coaxing her to roll her hips, her ass slapping back against his pelvis as she took his cock to the base.

Naruto grabbed Sarada's hips, his palms half resting on her ass, his thumbs pulling at her skin, spreading her cheeks apart, a clear view of her cunt swallowing his cock.

And a clear view of her cute asshole, winking at him.

"Ah,fuck, I love your cock Naruto-sama. Uh, hey, wha — ohmigod!" Sarada squealed as Naruto pressed his cum soaked thumb deep into her asshole, the muscles clenching harsh around him, her cunt clenching in tandem.

Naruto grinned as Sarada lost coherency, mixing his name with curses and praises, her fingers clenched around the edge of his desk, her toes curled, grinding her cunt down on his cock.

He was beyond his limit, his cock hot and throbbing, on the cusp of spilling, but he'd have her pulse around him once more.

It was the least he could do for her, as her Hokage.

"You like that? Why am I asking, I know you do, your pussy is fluttering around me like you'd die if I took my thumb out. You gonna come again for me, that easy, yeah? Come for me Sarada, milk my cock and make me fill you up."

"Yes, yes, coming, coming for you daddy!"

She sounded delirious, like a woman possessed — possessed byhim, coming nearly on demand, wet sobs as she broke, Naruto breaking too, grunting as his cock spilled, a rope of cum with each twitch of his cock.

Sarada collapsed on the desk and Naruto wanted to as well, exhausted from fucking Sarada like he was in the prime of his life rather than in his forties.

He stepped away from Sarada, his cum slowly dripping out of her messy cunt, a stream of thick white against pretty pink.

Naruto's cock twitched again, still semi-hard. Maybe he was underestimating himself?

He summoned a clone and carried Sarada off the desk, her head snuggling into the crook of his neck, her sweaty hair tickling his skin. Naruto walked to his chair and nearly fell over as he slumped into it, cradling Sarada in his arms.

His clone came back and dropped off their clothes on the floor next to his chair, leaving Sarada's glasses on a clean corner of the desk before poofing away.

Naruto ran his hand through Sarada's hair, stroking it, his other hand rubbing soothing circles on her back.

"Naruto-sama," she purred, her hands circled around his neck, nose brushing against his whiskers, her lips there after, soft kisses, almost childish compared to their fucking. "That was really naughty."

Naruto laughed. "You gonna tell me you didn't like it?"

"That's not it, you know I did." Sarada leaned her head back, lips sucked between her teeth, eyes narrowed and coy.

"What? I'm not liking that look of yours…"

She should have been tired, on the cusp of passing out. He ran her through the gauntlet after all, but she sank into him, ass on top of his cock, wiggling her hips and Naruto moaned as it stirred back to life, the dirty tip smearing on her skin.

"I was just thinking, maybe we should start training that hole too?"

"Huh?"

Sarada giggled, rising to her knees and facing him, pressing her forehead to his, her breath kissing his lips. She reached a hand down, working his sore cock, her thumb swiping at his overly sensitive tip.

He was like putty in her hands, and Naruto wondered who really had the control in their relationship.

"Won't it be hotter," she murmured, the dark of her eyes screaming with lust. "Watching me stuffed with three of your cocks, a perfect human onahole for my daddy?"

Naruto had much to do, even in the late of night. He needed to clean the room, especially the desk, spray some fucking air fresheners and then get a good night's sleep before Shikamaru dragged him to work way earlier than a man should work.

He could do all that after though. After he taught this teasing minx a lesson.

That the Hokage wasalwaysin charge.