Naruto swore when he realized that he was late for a mission assignment, even by Kagome-sensei's standards. Odds were even that either Sakura or Sasuki would kill him if he didn't get there now.
Running back out into the hall, half-dressed, Naruto dashed to his room, running in to grab his forehead-protector and shuriken holster. He threw on his usual orange and black coat, grabbing a small, multi-purpose storage scroll and a half dozen kunai, as well as well as a knapsack packed with the sorts of various odds and ends that could always prove useful on a long term mission.
Last of all, as he used all the speed and grace inherited from his parents and cultivated by his training to flip out the nearest window and dash down the side of the house. The wind whipped in his face and tore at his clothes as he shot like an arrow from the bow, leaping from the side of the house once he reached the halfway point.
Closing his eyes for second, Naruto focused on his navel and willed forth a bit of kyuubi chakra: just enough to give his shunshin an extra boost. The instant he landed in the street, he flexed his legs and pushed, kicking back off the ground in an extra-potent body flicker. He disappeared in a blur of orange and yellow.
A fraction of a second later, a blond, whiskered comet impacted the side of the Hokage Tower, just outside the eponymous figure's office. A bit of plaster fell from the ceiling within as the walls of the structure shook from the force of the collision, and the eyebrows of a certain buxom, blonde medic-nin began to twitch.
"NARUTO!" she shouted in a commanding tone, her voice causing the windows to rattle. "Get in here!"
Naruto sheepishly poked his head in the window, smiling nervously at the glowering faces of the hokage and his teammates.
"Uhh... Yo?" he said nervously, hopping in through the window.
"You're late!" Sakura snapped at him angrily. "Even Kagome-sensei arrived before you!" She jabbed a thumb rudely in the direction of a curvy, masked, silver-haired kunoichi dressed in the tragically conservative standard shinobi uniform of the Leaf, with a forehead protector slanted over one eye.
"Yo, Naruto," said the woman casually, only briefly raising an eye from the garish piece of backroom literature written by the infamous Toad Sage Miraiya. She was smiling at him, as near as he could tell, and her visible eye was pointed down below his belt.
He smirked at her knowingly, and Kagome's smile widened. Sakura sighed, exasperated, and shook her head, cheeks slightly pink as she watched Naruto and their sensei mentally undress one another.
"What was the mission you wanted us for, Tsunade?" said Sasuki, cutting through with awkward tension with her usual degree of tact and delicacy. Nonetheless, this was sufficient to get everyone focusing back on the matter at hand, and the Hokage smiled softly.
"Yes," she said, "Your mission..." Tsunade paused to shuffle through the papers on her desk before continuing. "The other day, a border patrol captured three Cloud kunoichi trespassing in Leaf territory," said Tsunade with an air of authority and discipline. "We do not know what they were
doing here, but we have reason to believe they may have been sent to scout the village's defenses. None of our attempts to extract information from them has been successful, so it is up to you, Team Seven, to make use of your... unique interrogation methods."
Sakura flushed, though she did not look entirely unpleased. The silver-haired Kagome-sensei giggled pervertedly, already planning to try out some of the methods portrayed in Lady Miraiya's latest novel. Sasuki's expression was mostly impassive, save for a slight quirking of her lips.
But Naruto had a shameless, shit-eating grin on his face, and mischief was sparkling in his eyes.
"Anybody else you need questioned while we're at it?" he asked.
Tsunade frowned thoughtfully.
"Well... there is also that suspected spy... Kabuko Yakushi... She's a tough nut, though. We've had her locked up for three years, but nobody has been able to get her to crack. Maybe you'll succeed where they've failed."
"You can count on us!" Naruto replied cockily, and the rest of Team Seven reflected his confidence.
At the headquarters of the T&I division of the Konoha ANBU, situated in a secure location somewhere underground, three Kumo kunoichi had been forcibly stripped of their clothes and strapped to mechanical tables, which could be raised or lowered to suspend prisoners at any number of different angles. Right now, though, the tables were simply tilted 80 or so degrees upward, the captives secured upright in a cruciform position.
"We have nothing to tell you. The Hidden Cloud has nothing to hide from the Hidden Leaf. This was a purely diplomatic mission," said the buxom, pale, turquoise-eyed blonde who appeared to be the leader of the three-woman team. She spoke calmly and coolly, betraying no signs of fear or unease.
Ibiko, the tall, broad-shouldered, heavily scarred kunoichi in charge of the particularly messy interrogations, gave Samui (as she had identified herself) a frighteningly toothy grin.
"Is that so?" she said, eyeing the naked, curvaceous body of the blonde ninja with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Funny. I don't believe you. In fact, I think you're lying," she said in an almost conversational tone, casually removing a decidedly scary-looking torture implement from the pocket of her trench coat. "And I don't like being lied to."
A single bead of sweat ran down Samui's brow, but she betrayed no other sign of fraying nerves.
"Well, that's really more your problem," she said, nonchalantly impudent.
To either side of Samui, her teammates were suspended in a similar state. The slender, redheaded Karui had a look in her sharp, golden eyes like she was silently daring their captor's to try something. The modestly endowed, white-haired Omoi looked worried, though, and she was sweating quite visibly.
Ibiko chuckled grimly, and Samui shuddered a little at the wide, mirthless rictus of a grin that found its way onto the interrogator's face.
"You girls are lucky," she said ominously. "Lady Hokage has decided to appoint someone else to interrogate you. Something about how my methods would be toobrutal to use on shinobi from an allegedly allied village."
At precisely that moment, the door opened. In stepped four individuals, all recognizable, and the timing of their appearance was so perfect that the Cloud kunoichi could not help but idly wonder if it had been practiced beforehand.
The handsome, powerful, blond, male jinchuuriki, Naruto Uzumaki stepped into the holding cell with an undisguised smile. He was followed by the pink-haired slug summoner and medic-nin, Sakura Haruno, whose lack of mammary endowments were said to be more than made up for by a tight ass and sheer enthusiasm in the sack.
After her then came Sasuki Uchiha, the quiet, aloof, but undeniably sensual genius and rumored lover of Naruto Uzumaki. She had a fairly good bosom for her age, and a lithe, athletic figure that made her the darling of countless enamored fangirls. Last was Kagome Hatake, whose conservative uniform somehow seemed only to emphasize how stacked she was, with tits to rival Samui's and legs that just didn't quit. Her perversion and sexual prowess were highly renowned, and many believed that Kagome and Naruto had a sensei-student relationship of a very intimate nature.
Karui grew flushed in the cheeks at the presence of these four, and she reflexively attempted in vain to cover up her body. Omoi looked to be in a daze, perhaps already lost in wild imaginings of what these guys were going to do to them.
Samui, for her part, began to wonder how long she would be able to hold out under the anything but tender care of these people.
Without the slightest bit of hesitation, Naruto quite casually let his trousers drop. His massive, godly cock immediately sprang up to attention, catching the undivided attention of everyone in the room.
Ibiko licked her lips, seeing Naruto's fabled dick, the greatest weapon in all the world. It was said that no one lived who could resist its allure, and the head interrogator of the ANBU T&I was no exception. Her breasts, large like and crisscrossed with scars like the rest of her body, heaved beneath her trench coat, and every inch of her was instinctively longing for the touch of the blond's manhood.
Samui repressed a shiver at the sight of Naruto's dick. She could feel her pussy aching already, even though she could not imagine ever being able to fit such a monstrously huge thing inside of her. Her mouth was watering as she beheld it's marvelous length and girth, and she wondered in a horny delirium what it must taste like.
Karui moaned in spite of herself, her hips unconsciously bucking Naruto's direction. It was almost as though her pussy was being magnetically attracted to his cock, and no small part of her wanted very much to just let it in. She wondered, quickly falling under the spell of preternatural lust, if Naruto-sama would deign to touch her, with her flat chest and rambunctious temperament.
And yes, she was already calling him Naruto-sama inside her head. That was just the power of the greatest – and only – dick in the whole wide world.
Omoi was even worse off than her teammates. The first glimpse she got of Naruto's cock was enough to make her come, and her modest C-cup breasts felt decidedly like they were lactating just from the presence of the Uzumaki's baby-maker. Her head was rolling wildly on her shoulders, and she was moaning shamelessly. Already she was begging Naruto to fuck her, and the smirk she got from the blonde was enough to make her come a second time.
"It's always entertaining to watch people react to seeing Naruto's penis for the first time," drawled Kagome-sensei, smiling with her eyes at the way the three Kumo kunoichi were squirming and squealing. "And look, we haven't even started the show."
Sakura blushed, glancing sidelong at their sensei as the silver-haired woman casually grabbed Naruto's dick with one hand. Its girth was so great that her fingers couldn't wrap all the way around, but this did not daunt her from lazily and shamelessly beginning to stroke her hand up and down the blond's shaft.
The Kumo kunoichi (and the Konoha ones, too) watched in rapt attention as Kagome teased Naruto up to the brink with her hand, finally pinching the head between her fingers to make him come. Naruto grunted pleasurably at the sensation, and Samui, Karui, and Omoi just about lost it as he shot a bit of his seed onto each of their flat, naked bellies.
Despite the obvious arousal the three Kumo kunoichi were experiencing, they still refused to say anything. They were still holding on, if only by a thread. The allure of Naruto's was certainly potent, but not so much so that the sight of it alone could make these kunoichi abandon their training.
"I'm surprised they haven't given in, yet," Sakura remarked, watching the three girls squirm and come from the feeling of her teammate ejaculating on them. She pointed at Omoi. "I mean, that one is literally begging Naruto to fuck her, yet she still won't give us any information."
Ibiko nodded, her bandanna removed to reveal closely cropped dark hair. Her trench coat was also open, exposing a fair deal of her intriguingly scarred cleavage. "Kumo makes 'em tough," she said. "It'll take more than just a hand job to break them."
Kagome-sensei lazily quirked an eyebrow at Ibiko. "How much more?"
Ibiko smirked, and she shrugged her trench coat off her shoulders. Her dark kunoichi blouse underneath was low cut, to emphasize her goodly tanned D-cups, and her trousers rode suspiciously low on her wide, adult hips. She stretched her arms over her head, casually leaning forward and thrusting her big, firm ass backwards – giving Naruto a good and thorough view of her X-marked nether cleavage as her pants slid even lower.
Ibiko Morino was not, perhaps, the prettiest kunoichi in the Leaf (particularly not with the extensive scarring that covered her body) and her large, amazonian body made her look usually more intimidating than enticing, but this was not to say that she was without her feminine wiles. She was stacked any way you looked at it, and rumors abounded regarding her allegedly abnormal bedroom preferences.
"Naruto," she said huskily, a wicked grin on her lips as she eyed the three Cloud kunoichi, "Do you mind? I think we need to give them..." She hooked her fingers under the rim of her pants and slid them down. She wasn't wearing panties. "...a more thorough demonstration."
She wiggled her hips, making her ass jiggle, as she backed herself up onto Naruto's erection. The blond gripped her hips tightly, his dick being quickly enveloped by Ibiko's anus. The interrogator was not one to mess around, and she preferred to get straight to the point.
To wit:
Ibiko let out a theatrically lewd moan as Naruto began to thrust inside of her. She rocked her hips against his pelvis, making a point of demeaning herself as much as possible while he fucked her. She rolled her eyes into the back of her head, let her tongue loll out of her mouth, and threw her head to and fro letting out wild, animalistic cries of passion.
Contact of any sort with Naruto was indeed an incredible experience, and having actual sex with him was nothing short of mind blowing, but still Ibiko took the incredible things he was making her feel and exaggerating them for the benefit of their captive audience. The Kumo kunoichi needed to be
shown the futility of resistance, and what better way to do so than by showing them how much she, the intimidating and stoic Ibiko, debased herself upon Naruto's manhood?
And, in all fairness, a good part of the show she put on was quite genuine. Especially the praises she sang of his penis.
The blond was an incredible lover