Sarada Uchiha was heading home towards the Hokage's Residence when she spied Boruto Uzumaki, her boyfriend and sworn protector waiting outside for her. She walked up to him and hugged him tightly, his broad arms and solid musculature in contrast to her soft and curvy body feeling extremely comforting around her. Boruto's hands felt up Sarada's sexy hourglass figure as they hugged. After they pulled apart, Boruto's gaze lingered on Sarada's ample breasts, tracing the seductive curves of her hips and ass, with her minidress not leaving much to the imagination. Boruto said, "You look really fine today babe", his voice thick with lust. Sarada looked up at Boruto and practically cooed, "What are you doing here today, Boruto-kun?"
Boruto smirked, "I couldn't wait to see you today. I have something i want to try out immediately." He reached under Sarada's Hokage coat and squeezed her squishy ass, giving it a hard smack for good measure. Sarada gasped, her pussy instantly flooding with arousal. She blushed and squealed, "Let's do it inside Boruto-kun". Boruto, with one arm fondling Sarada's ample chest and another wrappped around her soft supple waist, pulled Sarada inside the Hokage's Residence.
After removing Sarada's Hokage coat, Boruto growled, "I want to fuck you along with my shadow clones today." He immediately used the Shadow Clone Jutsu to create two shadow clones which poofed into existence. Sarada stared at Boruto and his two shadow clones and immediately blushed at the thought of being gangbanged by Boruto and multiple shadow clones. Her pussy moistened even further. Sarada rubbed her pussy though her minidress, growing more horny with every moment she spent thinking about it. Boruto and his shadow clones hissed, "You fucking slut." They simultaneously removed their pants and underwear, their thick, throbbing cocks jumping out. Their cocks bobbed heavily against their chiseled abs, the engorged heads glistening with precum. Sarada's pussy leaked at the sight, a fresh wave of arousal flooding her core.
A shadow clone sauntered over to the plush armchair nearby in the living room of the Hokage's Residence. The clone settled into it, his posture relaxed yet emanating pure dominance. His hard cock jutted proudly from his lap, an enticing invitation. "Come here, Sarada," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. "Crawl to me like a good girl." A shiver of excitement raced down Sarada's spine at his authoritative words. Sarada loved it when Boruto took charge like this, his dominance igniting a primal hunger within her.
Sarada removed her minidress and got on her knees, revealing her crimson lace bra and matching thong panties, the scant scraps of fabric doing little to preserve her modesty. The balconette cups of her bra lifted her watermelon-sized breasts invitingly, her creamy full breasts threatening to spill out with every shaky inhale. Boruto groaned appreciatively as he took in the erotic sight of Sarada bent over before him, her round ass elevated and barely covered by the cheeky panties. "Fuck, baby, you're a hot piece of ass," Boruto rasped, his large palms smoothing reverently over Sarada's ass before giving the plump flesh a firm squeeze. "I could stare at this perfect ass all day." Boruto's words, and the blatant hunger in his voice, sent another rush of damp heat to Sarada's already soaked panties. Sarada pushed her ass back into his touch wantonly, silently begging for more. Boruto chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating down Sarada's spine and igniting every nerve ending in its path. Boruto growled, "Eager little minx, aren't you? Don't worry, baby, I'm going to give this sexy body all the attention it deserves. For now, crawl on your knees to my clone."
Slowly, seductively, Sarada began to crawl towards the clone, her hips swaying with each deliberate movement. The clone's heated gaze followed Sarada's every move, his blue eyes darkening with lust. Sarada could feel the weight of the clone's stare on her jiggling ass, her heavy breasts swaying underneath her. As Sarada reached the clone's spread legs, she sat back on her haunches, gazing up at him through her long lashes. Her soft hands came to rest on his muscular thighs, her fingers lightly stroking his heated skin. "Please, Boruto-kun," Sarada purred, nuzzling her cheek against his inner thigh. "I want to taste you so badly." The clone's hand tangled in Sarada's silky hair, He muttered, "Good girl".
Grabbing Sarada's face, the clone shoved his cock into her willing, soft mouth. The clone moaned, his fingers tightening in Sarada's hair as she took in his swollen head. "Fuck, Sarada," the clone grunted. his hips rocking back and forth. "That pretty mouth feels so good". Sarada moaned around him, the vibrations making the clone shudder. Inch by inch, Sarada took more of the clone's cock into her eager mouth, relaxing her throat to accommodate his generous size. Sarada's head bobbed up and down, cheeks hollowed as she sucked him with wanton enthusiasm. Saliva dribbled down her chin, adding to the deliciously debauched picture she was making.
The clone's free hand came up to palm Sarada's watermelon-sized breast through the sheer lace of her bra, his calloused thumb rubbing over the hardened peak. Sarada whimpered around his cock, her nipple ultra-sensitive from his ministrations. "That's it, baby. Take it all," the clone growled, guiding her head further down. The clone's words spurred Sarada on, making her double her efforts. Sarada relaxed her throat even more, allowing the clone to thrust up into her mouth, fucking her face with hard strokes. Tears leaked from the corners of Sarada's eyes as she gagged around him. Her own arousal dripped down her inner thighs as she kneeled there, orally worshipping her man.
After a while of Sarada's throaty gagging echoing around the living room of the Hokage's Residence, Boruto and the other clone removed her bra and panties. Boruto growled, "I'm going to take your pussy now. You are just a fucktoy for me now, you fucking cumdump." He asserted control, his hand clasping Sarada's hip with unyielding strength. Boruto then drove his demanding cock into the depths of Sarada's receptive pussy, ensuring that she was fucked in both ends. The foreign warmth of his arousal filled Sarada to the brim, With a shudder, Sarada's throat released a carnal muffled gag, all that she could do while her moutb was stuffed full with cock. "That's it baby, take it," Boruto growled, fingers digging into the flesh of her hips. He drove into Sarada harder, faster, stealing her breath. "Gonna fill this sweet little cunt, my sex doll. Pump you full of my cum. You want that? Want me to breed this pussy?" "Yessh! Glurk gluck", Sarada sobbed and gagged, not being able to speak with her pretty mouth stuffed full of cock but wanting, needing to be owned by Boruto so desperately, eyes rolling back as the wicked words stoked the inferno building in her core.
"That's my girl," Boruto growled as Sarada's inner muscles instinctively clenched around the cock nestled within her sopping snatch. Boruto's voice, deep and possessive, made Sarada melt inside. These words branded her psyche. She was his—the possession so completely involuntary yet eerily right, fixing her into this emblem of femininity that craved his rough touch and the degradation that shoved her into the abyss of carnal hunger. Boruto's hand squeezed roughly at her watermelon-sized mammaries, pinching and tugging on her large brown pencil-eraser sized areolae until delicious sparks of pain-pleasure shot straight to her pussy.
As Boruto repositioned himself, withdrawing his still-throbbing member from her violated slit, the cool rush of air against her slick inner walls provoked a shiver that rippled through her spine. The loss, though temporary, left an aching emptiness that Sarada instinctively knew only Boruto could fill again—his cock, his seed, his forceful domination of her. As Boruto gripped her hips, Sarada felt the insistent press of his engorged cock against her sopping pussy lips. Sarada's flesh enveloped Boruto's cock greedily, every inch of her hot, silken walls clenching around the invading hardness. There was a primal satisfaction in being so completely speared, so fully stretched around the thick shaft that pumped into her with relentless urgency. Each thrust forced a fresh squelch from Sarada's drenched pussy, a testament to her uninhibited lust.
The last clone slapped Sarada's ass and grinned, "Time to fill your asshole with cock too, fucking breeding sow." He rammed his cock into Sarada's asshole, effectively spearing her on three ends. Sarada could only emit gags and gasps at this point, her mouth, pussy and asshole all being used and abused. The last clone slapped and smacked Sarada's ass as she was filled in three ends. He hissed, "Fuck, your ass is so squishy. You're just a sex doll for us now, you fucking whore." His cock pumped in and out of Sarada's asshole, spearing her deeply as he clapped her ass hard. Sarada's ass rippled and shook as her ass was getting clapped.
Sarada was acutely aware of every bulging vein, the textured ridge of the cocks of Boruto and his clones as they plunged through the clinging embrace of her mouth, pussy and asshole. Her body's response was involuntary and damning—her mouth, pussy and asshole sucked at rheir cocks with each withdrawal, desperate, hungry for that thick meat stuffing her full. The slap of flesh on flesh was lewd, the sound of her wet holes being hammered reverberated through the room, mingling with her wanton moans. Each thrust jostled her sensitive breasts, swollen and heavy with arousal.
The moment Boruto and his clone began to cum inside her pussy and asshole, it was like a dam broke inside of her. Sarada felt the hot rush of seed fromb both Boruto's as it shot deep, a succession of heavy, creamy loads painting her holes. Every pulse of their ejaculation filled her further, the heat of their cum a scalding contrast to her slick holes. At the same time, the clone who was fucking her mouth tightened his grip on her hair, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his peak. "Gonna come," he pants, his abs flexing. "Swallow it all." With a final thrust, the clone buried himself to the hilt in Sarada's mouth, his cock pulsing as he cummed in her throat. The warm, salty-sweet semen slid down her throat as she dutifully tried to swallow it all down.
Sarada imagined that she could feel each jet as it shot from their tips, a loaded warmth blossoming and seeping through her mouth, pussy and ass corridors. The fullness was intense, overwhelming. The cum of Boruto and his two clones started to overflow, drooling out around their still-firm cocks, but inside her holes, it felt ike a pool of molten desire. Each spurt stretched Sarada a little more, inflated her with more of him. Sarada became slick, sloppy, a cum-stuffed mess, but it was the feeling of being so wholly claimed, so utterly dominated by his deposit that sent arcs of degraded pleasure through her trembling frame. As Boruto and his clones finally stopped thrusting into her mouth, pussy and asshole, their cocks twitched one last time inside her. Sarada was left feeling swollen, sticky with their thick seed leaking from her in obscene rivulets. Their cum was a tangible proof of Boruto's possession, filling her to the point of debauched, dripping excess. She orgasmed violently, her puusy juices leaking out as she spasmed.
Feeling Boruto and his clone's cum cooling within her pussy and asshole, Sarada was exhilarated—a conquered, cum-filled fucktoy utterly ruined by the relentless claiming of her mouth, pussy and asshole. Sarada was utterly drenched in the stink of sex, the musky scent of Boruto's cum filling her mouth, pussy and asshole. Boruto groped Sarada's watermelon-sized breasts, heavy and swollen with a woman's fullness. His fingers pinched and kneaded, claiming ownership over the soft flesh of Sarada's tits, each tug symbolizing her submission. The rasp of his calloused hands against her smooth skin was a physical assertion of Boruto's manliness against her femininity. And then there was the uncomfortable weight of the half-hard cock of Boruto and his clones, twitching inside of her mouth, pussy and asshole as if to remind her of their presence, their dominance. The feeling of Boruto's semen cooling inside her stretched pussy and asshole was obscene and intimate.
Boruto and his two clones removed their cocks from Sarada's mouth, pussy and asshole. Her pussy and asshole, though vacant of cock, was still full—stuffed with the weight of Boruto and his clone's thick, creamy load. The perverse wetness was a reminder that she was now a vessel for carnal release—a body meant to be filled, fucked, fondled at the whim of her man Boruto. Dragging a sluggish hand over the curve of her ample ass, Sarada could not ignore the ghost of spanks that rendered the flesh tender to the touch. Her ass, was just a bouncing, supple globe, a beckoning target for slaps, caresses, and the depthless penetration of her man Boruto's vigorous thrusts.
Sarada's tongue lolled out of her mouth, a dazed expression on her face. Boruto, with an edge of masculine pride gleaming in his eyes as he took in Sarada's just-fucked state, waved a hand in front of her face. "Hey, Sarada?" A clone said, "Looks like she's fucked stupid." Boruto carried Sarada into her bedroom, lifting her up with a princess carry. A while later, Sarada recovered, finding herself in her bed and spooned by Boruto, his cock pressing against her plump backside. Boruto smirked, "Did you like the gangbang and being fucked by three cocks all at once?" Sarada blushed, "Yes, Boruto-kun. Let's do that again next time."