Summary: Mothering her fiancé's children was her greatest desire, but now she was single again. Yearning to experience the joy of motherhood, the heartbroken woman decided to take an experimental lactation-inducing pill. Little did she know, this would lead to not only her, but also her surrogate sister falling in love with the same man. Naruto x Kurenai Yūhi x Anko Mitarashi. *One-shot*
Only once in a blue moon would she find some free time during the afternoon, but with the grace of Kami-sama, there was no paperwork for her to sign nor were there any meetings for her to attend. Her mountainous tits heaved up and down as she reached for her desk drawer, preparing to get hammered. Really hammered. Like so drunk that she wouldn't be able to walk straight afterward.
And then her former teammate jumped into her office through the window.
With a girlish squeal, she slammed the back of his head for scaring her shitless. Why couldn't he enter through the door for once in his life?! It was then her eyes widened, having completely forgotten that she was seeing him again after three years. If he was back, then that means her excitable ball of sunshine has also returned.
"Jiraiya, where's...the…" she trailed off as the blond in question came sauntering through her door with a gobsmacked Shizune walking beside him. The woman's reaction made complete sense as gone was his orange jumpsuit. Gone was his headband. Gone was him being a scrawny child. It was like he was a behemoth in human clothes. He had gotten so tall that he easily towered over her, his bulging muscles obscenely stretching the jet black shirt he had on.
It wasn't even the physical change.
With just the way he greeted her, it became clear to her that Jiraiya had also aided in mellowing him down from the hyperactive child she used to know to the calm, critical, authoritative adult standing before her. Apparently, this growth also extended to Naruto's ninja skills. People love to give him shit about his shadow clone spamming ability, but no one cares about feelings when it's a battle to the death. Due to his immense chakra and the Kyuubi sealed within him, he was pushing himself to his absolute limits. A thousand clones dedicated to fuinjutsu, ninjutsu and updating his knowledge base, while the real him would tackle taijutsu with the hermit...every single fucking day? She could see why he had become a force to be reckoned with.
It also shocked her to learn that Jiraiya had sat the younger man and revealed to him his birthright, informing him of his parents, and presenting him with everything that Hiruzen was able to save from the aftermath of Kyuubi's attack on the village. There was no anger on the blond's face while the Sannin was disclosing this information to her. Then again, all of this was kept from him, so it made sense for him to forgive the sage for being so transparent with him. However, none of this had anything on when Naruto unsealed a scroll from his wrist and then placed it on her desk. The contents that laid ahead nearly shattered her resolve.
Orochimaru's dead body.
Kabuto Yakushi's dead body.
Sasuke Uchiha alive, but in a comatose state.
She was now staring at her ex-teammate with so much shock that her true age started to show. Jiraiya went on to explain that the blond had done this by his lonesome with little to no intervention from him. All she could do was reach for her desk drawer, her hands shaking as she took out a jōnin jacket and then chucked it to the snickering whiskered shinobi.
"We left behind a pair of clones at Sound," said Jiraiya, ironing out the wrinkles on his forehead with his hand. "Those who were forced to stay by Orchimaru were let go. However, we've kept all of the scientists under captivity. We need multiple teams to study their journals. We are also in need for a medical team to study the medical journals."
She was a husk of her former self by the time all of this sank in. "...I need a drink."
"Well, I'll leave it up to you to take care of Orochimaru's bounty, baa-chan," piped in Naruto, thoroughly enjoying his surrogate grandmother's reaction. "In the meantime, I'm going to go check the state of my apartment."
Jiraiya laughed as the blond performed a mock salute before taking his leave. "Are you okay, Tsunade-hime?"
"...Jiraiya," whispered Hashirama's granddaughter. "Just how strong is he?"
All he offered her was a smile.
xXx
"Watch it, fuck face!"
Naruto chuckled as a mop of purple hair slammed into his chest just as he was about to corner the hall. Of course he had sensed the purplelette from a mile away, and he could've easily avoided the physical confrontation. But what fun would that be? "I see you haven't changed, Anko-san."
While she took a moment to study his face, he took in her ethereal beauty. Light brown eyes coruscated under the hallway lights like decadent milk chocolate. Her hair, as purple as rich violet, was styled in her usual spiky, fanned ponytail. Just as he remembered, she was still donning a fitted mesh bodysuit that was covering her from the neck down to her womanly thighs. She still had on an overcoat above her mesh suit, but the open front did nothing to hide the dimensions of her bounteous tits.
She was one fuckable woman.
From the corner of his eye, he noted a blackette approaching them from behind the infuriated purplelette. Under the spotlights he was drawn to her high cheekbones that excellently framed her deep ruby eyes. Long, black untamed hair reached down her upper back, with two bangs falling over her face. Pouty lips that inspired kissing and sucking finished off her idyllic features. Like Anko's, her outfit didn't change. She was still wearing a red mesh armour blouse that made it seem like she had on bandages with rose thorn patterns printed on them.
Having also thoroughly checked out the second older woman, he flashed her a foxy grin. "And it's good to see you as well, Kurenai-san."
"W-wait…" stammered Anko in disbelief when she saw the three whisker marks on each sides of the man's face. "You mean to tell me…you're the gaki?"
Kurenai was just as bewildered as she never expected for the younger man to undergo such a transformation. And now she couldn't help but study his immense body with rapt attention. "Welcome back, Naruto. I take it your training trip went well?"
"Well?" piped in Anko indecorously. "The gaki is no longer a little squirt," donning her trademark smirk, she began sashaying towards him with a sway of her childbearing hips. "Is the little gaki also bigger downstairs?"
"Anko!" chided Kurenai as her friend wasted no time in returning to her predatory self. "This is hardly the time or place!"
Naruto chuckled as the woman ignored the scolding and reached for a kunai from her holster. It probably was faster than a genin could've seen, but he saw it all unfold in slow motion. The air around them split as he flashed behind the woman just as she pounced on him. He now had her mushed against the wall, his mouth pressed into her ear. "Go ahead and feel how big I am, Anko-chan."
The purplelette was absolutely stunned as the blond her pinned with so much force that wiggling free proved inextricable. Shunshin'ing out of the way or using a jutsu was cowardly and would tarnish her reputation. And so she began grinding her hips against him, expecting him to shy away, only to gasp when she felt it.
'That can't be...he can't be…' thought the scantily dressed lady as her heart started hammering into her chest. The blond was using both hands to hold her so it wasn't possible that this was his arm. Then that means his cock was so colossal in size that even at rest it was nuzzling the middle of her hamstrings. 'Oh...that is one massive dick.'
"Mmm…you sure are one hot piece of ass," purred Naruto candidly. "Just say the word and I'll fuck the shit out of you."
Her knees buckled as his hot breath penetrated her earlobe, his husky voice sending shivers down her spine. Somehow, with just a measly caress, he was able to trigger her muscles. It was then she realized that bijuu chakra was being channeled to amplify this sensation. Many men have acted the part, but none of them were able to walk the walk when she followed through on their offer. This brat was not fooling around as through his message alone she understood that this wasn't his first time fooling around with the opposite sex.
Try as she might, she wasn't able to convince her vagina to stay out of this and now it was starting to starting to react to him accosting her like this in front of her best friend. If she wasn't so aroused, she would've died from the humiliation! Although she didn't admit it out loud, she couldn't believe that this was the same boy she had teased so long ago.
"...kiss my ass, gaki."
"What was that?" cooed Naruto, amused by how meek the kunoichi sounded just now. "Do you want to repeat that, Anko-chan?"
"I said," gritted out the purplelette, infuriated that he was taunting her with that affectionate honorific. "Kiss. My. Fucking. Ass!"
"Gladly," was all Naruto said before slamming her further into the wall and using that momentum to strike her peroneal nerves. This was a deadly pressure point as it supplies movement and sensation to the lower leg, foot and toes. And now he was sliding his head up the hem of her overcoat. Licking his lips, he began tearing open her mesh armor from the back.
"What the hell?!" exclaimed Anko, a jolt of lightning coursing through her veins as she tried kicking him off, but her legs refused to budge. She couldn't even pull his head out of her rear with her hands because her overcoat was getting in the way.
Her liberated bottom was now getting parted and it made her tremble like she was at the mercy of an unexpected earthquake. There was no fabric concealing her treasures because she loved going commando. It made her feel empowered that guys would drool over her every time she would teasingly flash them her pussy through her mesh. This was the first time she was regretting that decision.
She had to give it to the brat. He was proving his worth to her. He was no longer a pipsqueak. To her morbid amazement, he started going crazy in her ass, breathing in deep, licking voraciously, indiscriminately everywhere, every inch of her butt crack. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"
Naruto purred from the depths of his throat as he pressed his lips around the older woman's anus with open-mouthed kissing motions, effectively massaging the area around her butthole with his lips. As much as he wanted to eat her from now till nightfall, now wasn't the time, and so he reluctantly withdrew from the valley between her ass cheeks. Rising to his feet, he grabbed the back of her head and reveled in the look she was giving him — it was that of a child who was lost.
"My place...9pm," whispered Jiraiya's student while leaning in, his hot breath transferring directly into her ear drums. "Don't be late."
A dark blush started marching across her cheeks as juices started dribbling down the sides of her legs. Accosting her was one thing, but violating her rectum with no warning was another. By taking advantage of her like this, he officially became the first man to out-tease her. Biting her quivering lips, she looked over at her best friend, who was giving a perfect imitation of a gaping fish. She wasn't ready to explain this to her, and so she Shunshin'd out of the Hokage Tower.
"I'm sorry for the lewd display, Kurenai-san," said Naruto, his attention now focused on the remaining jōnin. "But sometimes you have to fight fire with fire."
When a person stares at the dark too long, they will eventually see what isn't there. Her ruby eyes flickered when it dawned on her that the recent episode wasn't a figment of her imagination. Normally, she would've reacted sooner, but it was one of those rare times when the value of the moment didn't register in her brain until it became a memory. Her best friend had actually gotten put in her place by their junior. "You sure have changed, Naruto-san."
"Time does that," replied Minato's son simply. "Anyway, I heard from Jiraiya-sensei that you and Asuma-san had a falling out. I apologize for bring it up, but I genuinely hope you're doing okay now."
Although she had masked her features, she felt a pang in her heart from the poignant reminder of the man she had planned on spending the rest of her life with. It was not too long ago when they called off their engagement, just as they were about to go into planning their wedding. Like most couples, they had their fair share of disagreements. However, she couldn't remember what started the fight of all fights. All she could remember was her taking off her ring and slamming it down on the table. And just like their nearly half-decade long relationship was over.
"...thank you, Naruto-san," said Kurenai. "It was an intractable time for me, but I am dealing with it. Now there's...urgh…" she paused here, her face scrunching up as pain shot through her breasts. "D-damn it…"
Naruto was immediately beside her. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"I need to see Hokage-sama," gritted out the jōnin, her breathing labored as she resisted the urge to nurse her mammaries. "I'm having some medical problems."
"Does this have anything to do with your breasts?" if he wasn't so concerned, he would've laughed at her reaction. "As it turns out, I am a pretty decent sensor. I can actually perform a scan of your chakra network by just touching your skin. From what I can see, there's a blockage."
When she was a child, she heard that the Uzumaki were master sensors. Although she had never met any of the clansmen aside from Kushina, it was clear that the woman had inherited this amazing gift. She couldn't recall any time when Naruto had shown any skill in the art, meaning he must've started honing it over the past three years. What perplexed her was the fact he was able to sense such minor details. How was that even possible?
"Okay, yes. I was looking forward to becoming a mother, and so after my breakup, I did something foolish," another pause, this one coupled with her gnashing her teeth together from the pain rippling through her. "I took some experimental lactation-inducing pills yesterday and now my breasts are hurting."
He nodded, starting to understand what was going on with her. "Are they hard to the touch?"
"Yes," whispered Kurenai, confused at how this young man knew.
"I think you have one or more plugged ducts," said Naruto with a frown marring his face. "It's not something to be concerned about, but it can impede the flow of your milk and it can hurt like hell. Do you feel this pain in just one breast or both?"
Okay, now she was officially intrigued with him. But as much as she wanted to probe for details, right now she needed to take care of this damn pain in her breasts. "They both hurt, but the main culprit is the right one."
"I see," said Naruto while scratching his chin. "I think the best way to tackle this is for you to massage your breasts with a downward motion."
"A downward motion?" asked Kurenai. "And that should take care of it?"
"Unfortunately, I have no way of knowing unless I see how bad the problem is," replied Naruto and was immediately responded to with a look so cold that it could freeze hell itself. "Obviously you can see baa-chan about this and confirm it with her."
Kurenai wasted no time as she booked it for the Hokage's office.
xXx
"What do you mean there are no staff available?" asked Kurenai, glaring at the guard stationed outside the hospital. "There's not a single nurse or doctor who can see me right now?"
"I'm afraid not, Yūhi-dono," replied Hiro, a chūnin from Iruka's batch. "Hokage-sama called for an emergency meeting fifteen minutes ago. Every on-call staff member was forced to attend this meeting. Those who are on reserve have been ordered to monitor current patients."
Kurenai wanted to strangle the rat-bastard since this meant she would have to stomach this pain for longer than she had expected. The only reason why she hadn't gone to the hospital before was because Tsunade had advised against it, seeing as she was the one who had created these pills for her. Unfortunately, the Hokage wasn't in when she got to the office and neither was Shizune. And now the hospital was under lockdown. It was then she felt a large hand clamping over her shoulder.
"Naruto-san."
"I was about to inform you that I couldn't sense baa-chan in her office, but you ran off before I could tell you that," said Naruto, sensing kunoichi's desperation through her body language. "I know you're not a fan of the idea, but I can take care of this problem for you."
Never in a million years did she imagine she would Shunshin this young man into her apartment. However, the pain was too significant for her to ignore, so now she was standing in front of him in her living room. "What do I do?"
"Well, you have to undress for starters," replied Naruto stolidly, not at all trying to embarrass the older woman, but needing to help move things along.
Kurenai was an exemplary ninja, in that she rarely let emotions get the best of her. Sure, it made sense for her to be uncomfortable right now, but that wasn't why she was so hesitant about seeking the younger man's aid. The truth of the matter was that he was her student's crush and going any further with this meant she would have to bare her breasts to him.
"Kurenai-san," voiced the jinchūriki. "It's okay if you're not ready. Let me sneak into the hospital and try to seek out baa-chan's help. If not, I'll try to see if I can find someone else to help you."
In theory, she should've accepted the ultimatum without question. However, confusion at times is the best form of communication because it's left to be unexplained. That's why, despite the sirens going off in her brain, she found herself relaxing under his compassionate gaze, resulting in her instinctively reaching for her shoulder straps.
There was pin drop silence met from Naruto Uzumaki as he was basking in the sight of the kunoichi's bountiful tits springing forth from their confinement like watermelons bouncing on a trampoline. They tumbled triumphantly forward, showing little to no sag, spectacularly full, the nipples wide and pink and slightly erect. They were so full of milk that he could sense the creamy goodness sloshing around within her udders.
"I hope you don't mind me saying that Asuma-san was a damn fool for leaving you, Kurenai-san," said the blond breathlessly. "You are so beautiful."
Just as ripples spread out when a single pebble is dropped into water, the actions of individuals can have far-reaching effects. All at once a metaphorical pebble splashed in an ocean of blood and ripples started carrying through the arteries leading to her heart. This compromised blood started rushing to her face and began marching across her cheeks. His cerulean blue orbs held nothing but sincerity, his voice carrying no deceit — he was genuinely enamored with her.
"T-thank you, Naruto-san," replied the jōnin, failing in her attempt not to let it show that his compliment had affected her. "So, as I had informed you earlier: my right breast hurts the most, right above the nipple," she proceeded to place her hand over the aforementioned spot. "The left one is sore too, but more nearing its side."
This was a case of plugged ducts for sure. Other than learning jutsu and growing stronger, he was also knees-deep in mature pussy. The first time he copulated with an older woman was when Jiraiya took him to a brothel at the very start of their training trip. When that thirty-six year old mother of two came out wearing nothing but a thong, he was on her like a moth to a flame. Ever since then he lost the urge to mate with girls his age. Every woman he's had sex with for the past three years was at least a decade older than him.
One of the women he had a casual relationship with was Kira, a native of Grass Country and a mother who had just given birth to a daughter. It was thanks to her that he became so comfortable with lactation. Because she was divorced, he didn't have to fret about becoming a homewrecker, so he would regularly pay her a visit. Plus, Jiraiya had drilled into him the importance of studying the female anatomy. After all, banging chicks is easier when you know what you're doing.
"Do you remember me mentioning a downward motion massage?" he awaited her nod before picking up where he had left off. "Okay, with your hand, start at the top of the sore area and push into your breast. From there, begin moving your hand downward toward your nipple."
Expelling a deep breath, Kurenai followed the younger man's instruction and immediately felt a difference. With each downward motion of her hand over the sore spot, she felt her breast starting to loosen up. "...it's working."
"Good," said Naruto, pleased with the relief in the woman's voice. "With the downward motion, you are hopefully helping to release the plug. Now I before I go, I would like for you to try the same thing with your left breast, just to be on the safe side."
Unfortunately, this method didn't seem to work with her left breast. She shook her head at him, looking exasperated. "What am I doing wrong?"
"Well, you need to really press hard," answered the blond as a frown usurped the smile that was just starting to curl to his lips. "Try it again."
No matter how many times she massaged and squeezed her left breast, it just wasn't giving her the response its twin had given her. "The pain is still there and my breast is still hard."
Naruto stared at her for a moment, taking in her discomfort, before finally opening his mouth. "Do you mind if I feel them?"
"Oh...I don't know, Naruto-san," said Kurenai, the guilt of betraying her student once again rising up from the pit of her stomach. "I think it would be best if I wait for the meeting at the hospital to finish."
"Kurenai-san," whispered Naruto, refusing to let this golden opportunity slip. "Please let me help you."
"...okay," replied Team Eight's former sensei, only for the weight of her response to come crashing down on her.
Frankly, why she consented to this was beyond her ken. Perhaps it was because he was so confident, like he was the only person who could provide her with the relief she needs. Perhaps it was because she was still emotionally damaged from her breakup. Perhaps it was because of these lactation-inducing pills were spiking her hormones to unfathomable levels. Whatever the case may be, he was now reaching out and cupping her aching marshmallow of flesh. Even though he wasn't touching the areola or nipple, she had to bite back a moan because it felt like invisible ants were crawling over her breast, invisible feathers tickling her there.
"Well, you have at least two plugged ducts in your right breast," said Naruto, reigning in the desire to latch onto the heaving mound. "And as for your left one," he continued, now grabbing onto the tit in question. The plugged duct in her left breast was so close to her nipple that he couldn't avoid slightly brushing it with his hand as he maneuvered around the breast.
Kurenai drew in a sharp but quiet breath as she watched her student's lifelong crush make contact with her left nipple. Try as she might to control it, the stubborn nub started hardening and growing in size to nearly the tip of her middle finger. 'Oh, no! Not now!'
Although he wanted to suckle that delicious looking pink treat, he decided not to embarrass her further. And so, he relinquished his grip on her left breast. "I'm afraid your plugged ducts are going to be stubborn."
She sat back, her breasts jiggling as she ran her hands over her face. "I see. Well, I'm still thankful for your help."
"I didn't say that it's hopeless," replied Naruto, realizing that the kunoichi was about to slide her shoulder steps back up again. "What I was trying to get at is that just a hand massage isn't going to be enough. We're going to need a ton of suction in order to free your plugged ducts."
Kurenai stared at the young man for a moment before closing her eyes. "You wish to provide this suction with your mouth I assume?"
Naruto nodded, not at all surprised that the woman had figured it out. "Yes."
In her tummy was a zephyr as metaphorical butterflies started to flutter when the mental image of him suckling her bombarded her. Because of the pain she was in, a part of her wasn't at all concerned with the consequence. However, doing this would make him the second man who's ever touched her in a sexual manner. The unfortunate truth was that this didn't make her reel in disgust. And then it hit her like a ton of bricks. 'Hinata-chan…'
"Naruto-san," said Kurenai. "If I let this go untreated, could it lead to complications?"
"Yes," replied Naruto matter-of-factly. "Having said that, what I've done should hold you for a couple hours or so. That means it's not necessary for you to let me provide this suction."
They say silence isn't always empty because at times silence speaks when words fail. But this silence wasn't full of answers. As a veteran kunoichi and a vigilant woman, she knew from the moment he laid eyes on her that he was at least somewhat interested in her. Be that as it may, she didn't take offense at the fact he had been checking her out because he was a healthy young man.
From a young age they've been taught to lie, cheat and steal, to do whatever is necessary to protect and serve, so transparency was a rare trait for a shinobi to have. So why was he speaking to her with such candor now? She just had to find out. "…then why?"
"I think you know why, Kurenai-san," replied Naruto softly. "Am I taking advantage of you while you're in a vulnerable state? Sure, I guess that's true. Then again, as ninja we aren't exactly honorable. The reason I'm confessing this to you is because I've always been attracted to older women," he paused here, making sure to meet her gaze. "So while I'm in this to help you, I do have ulterior motives for wanting to touch you. But if you aren't comfortable with continuing this, you have every right to stop me."
When she took on Team Eight, Kiba sure was a thorn in her side. However, that had entirely to do with him being a hormonal preteen who was born into the Inuzuka clan. To this day he was quite the horndog, though not once had she raged out at him for it. Once he scores a girl, those tendencies would loosen up — at least that's what she was hoping for. Shino was still as emotionless as ever, but he had improved leaps and bounds as a shinobi. However, neither of those two could hold a candle to the enigma before her.
Calling it quits on her relationship with Asuma had taken a significant toll on her. Hell, even now her heart ached from just thinking about it. She was the only one from her group of female friends who hadn't played the field — the bearded idiot was her one and only boyfriend. Hitting rewind on her memories, she contemplated on how she was putty in Naruto's hands when he was groping her earlier. If wangling her into his bed was his plot, she knew it wouldn't have taken much for the seduction to have been successful. Instead, he decided to tug at her heartstrings by opening up to her like a real man.
Even as a child she was extremely selective. That's why while the majority of her friends were in awe of ninjutsu, she was fixated on genjutsu. There was something about casting illusions and mentally tricking opponents that spoke to her. She also found it unfair how the Uchiha were naturally gifted in the art, whereas she had to bust her ass trying to get to their level. Her dream was to one day surpass them. And whenever she would doubt herself, she just had to recall her colleague Might Guy, who despite only being skilled in taijutsu, was irrefutably one of the most powerful jōnin in Konoha.
This selective nature also extended to her personal life, especially when it came to her preference in men. People have called her a "man hater" for years, but that was the furthest thing from the truth. She simply wasn't attracted to slim men, meaning there was almost no man in the village who she was intrigued with. This was something her friends had teased her mercilessly about. Then entered Asuma, who had just returned to the village from the Fire Capital. In mere seconds she was hypnotized by his muscular physique, which was what led her to ask him out. Naruto's shoulders, on the other hand, were broader and wider than even her ex-boyfriend's, and supported biceps the size of boulders that were so easily observable through that skin-tight black shirt he had on. Try as she might, she wasn't able to stop her hyperactive mind from picturing what he must look like underneath that shirt.
Despite the pandemonium within her, she didn't stop staring into his eyes nor did she bother to cover up her breasts because of the undeniable sexual tension brewing between them. It didn't help to hear that he had a penchant for older women because that temporarily squashed her guilt of betraying Hinata. Besides, this would be mutually beneficial for both of them. She could find some relief and he could sate his physical desire — it didn't have to result in anything.
And so, having mulled over it over a dozen times, she let her tense shoulders sag while exhaling a long, deep breath. "Don't make me regret this, Naruto-san."
Inwardly, he was performing jumping jacks out of victory, having successfully reeled in this ruby-eyed goddess. Outwardly, he was breathing heavily from once again cradling her big, juicy tits in his hands. Even without his sensory abilities he could feel the milk sloshing around within her udders, begging to be released, begging to be tasted. There was no way he was going to let this gorgeous older woman escape his grasp — she was his now. Like a predatory snake, his tongue slithered out of his mouth and began scoping her left areola, swabbing and swirling around it in spirals, circling her aching nipple before finally letting his tongue lick across it, warming it.
"O-oh…you're...being...urgghh…" gritted out the genjutsu mistress as even more stimulating than the suckling was the ardent manner in which he was massaging her left nipple, plucking and pinching it with his fingertips. It was then that he really began working his jaw, chewing on her tit with such passion that her pussy began weeping through her panties. Writhing and squirming on his lap, she cupped the back of his head while her nostrils started drawing in his musky, masculine scent, triggering her already hyperactive hormones.
And now she could feel it.
Oh, how she wished it was his arm, but it wasn't. No, it was his cock and by Kami was it was monstrous. Even through his trousers she could feel it throbbing beneath her. Not only was he manifold more experienced at tit-sucking than her ex-fiancé, he was obviously far bigger than him as well. And then, like a volcano, her breasts began simmering as white wisps bubbled from the pores of her nipples like fumes.
"Naaarrruto-sssaaaaaann!" sang Kurenai, unable to help carolling the blond's name as she was hurled into a semi-languid state. It was like a weight was lifted from her shoulders when breastmilk exploded from her left nipple and went squirting into his eager mouth. For what felt like hours he continued consuming her milk. Then, he finally disengaged from her heaving, glistening tit and looked her in the eye. What happened next was something she would remember for years to come.
She kissed him.
"Mmmpph!" exclaimed Kurenai while hurriedly pulling back from his lips. "Oh, shit! I don't know what came over me!"
Despite it lasting only a second, it felt like an imaginary router had powered on and established a connection between their hearts. And now packets of hitherto emotions began traveling through this device while the world had faded away—at least from her perspective—because whatever that wasn't her or him had become a figment of her imagination. In many ways this felt like her first kiss, that electrical feeling that people remember wistfully for the rest of their lives.
She exhaled a shuddery breath as he leaned in, clearly intent on picking up where she left off. This was the perfect time to turn her head or vocally inform him that this wasn't a part of the plan. Instead, she puckered her lips and sank into him when he brushed his lips against her. This kiss was also brief, yet it managed to impact over her solar plexus and the air was forced out of her lungs, like how rambunctious laughter made her smile out of pure reflex.
Before he could pull away, she deepened their kiss and began breathing in from her nose, her sense of smell inundated with his musky aroma. It was timeless, coupled with the movement of hands, from their faces to their necks, running down the sides of arms and around waists. A groan escaped her when she suddenly felt his tongue slip from her mouth, pulling between her teeth and lips. But then, as his body began to move away from hers and the taste of tongue began to cool in her mouth, it felt a little bit like a spell had been broken. Not entirely, of course, because she was still feeling the after-effects of his perpetual sexual energy.
She was now panting like an exhausted dog, a bright red hue suffusing across her entire upper body. "What...what's happening, Naruto-san? I'm not like this. I'm not thinking straight."
"Don't be afraid, Kurenai-chan," said Naruto, accentuating the honorific as much as he could in order to drill it into her head that he wasn't about to stop here. Just as she shot him a look of utter astonishment, he ducked his head and took her right nipple into his mouth.
He was now fastidiously worshipping every millimeter of her heaving chest and blood was rushing to her head, her mind spinning, her heart racing, milk starting to bubble from the pores of her nipples. When he pulled away this time, she did nothing as he gathered her in his burly embrace before setting her down on her carpeted floor.
"If you want me to stop, you just have to say so," whispered Naruto while lifting the woman's egs, rolling down the rest of her dress until she was in just her panties. "But if you give me the chance, I promise to show you pleasure the likes of which you have never experienced before."
Again he was searching her for consent, exhibiting to her how serious he was. If she so desired, she could order him to back off and he would do just that. On the other hand, should he keep the ball rolling, there was a very real possibility that she may never want him to stop. Closing her eyes, once again mentally apologizing to Hinata, she nodded her head, not trusting her voice.
Before she knew it, he began peeling down her panties, all while turning her into a puddle of goo from how passionately he was gazing at her. She was on fire as he sat up and began leaving an unbroken chain of kisses down along the underside of her breasts, across her stomach, her belly button and then down, slowly, between her legs. She wasn't sure how long it took for him to make this journey, but it felt like hours as every place his lips touched stirred her honeypot. His spiky hair trailed across her glistening skin, tickling her gently and soothing the flame of his kisses.
In a matter of minutes, he had arrived at his destination and was now drinking in her puffy outer lips and beautifully pink inner lips that resembled the color of her nipples. Sitting on top was her engorged clitoris, which was clearly glistening with arousal. Never in her life had she come across a man with so much lust in his eyes. It was like his arousal was contagious because she found herself spreading her legs. But rather than drowning in guilt, she felt at peace when he directed a smile at her.
And now he was running along the cleft of her vulva from the entrance of her vagina to her clitoris, rolling the engorged folds of her inner labia between his fingers. There wasn't an inch of her inner walls that was dry because of how aroused she was at the moment. And then he began dexterously drawing and sliding his finger, scraping the texture of her cunt.
"O-oh, Naruto-kun!" blurted out out Kurenai, not at all surprised that she had applied that honorific to his name because she was forgetting her identity, where she was, or who she was. Never had she felt this way towards a man, not even her former fiancé.
Another finger worked itself within her, and this one gave her trouble. She gnashed her teeth together as he was somehow, with just two fingers, stretching her wider than Asuma had ever stretched her with his dick. It was then he suddenly raked his tongue along her clitoris, laving her flesh in tender affection as a tingling feeling began to build in her stomach. He then began swabbing and swirling his tongue around in spirals, circling her hardened nub before blowing on it with fire chakra. Occasionally he would give her clit a little nudge with the tip of his tongue, just to give it a small taste of what was coming, teasing it further and driving her mental. The warm wooden floor of her apartment now felt like magma as he began tormenting her outer labia with his tongue.
And when his tongue finally entered her sacred tunnel, he was methodical in exploring her, like a blind man feeling his way around a room for the first time; probing, touching every surface with a gentle caress. Staring up at the banal ceiling, she began foaming at the pussy as she let out undecipherable sounds while her nerves sang with pleasure so intense it ached, all thought burned away, leaving her mind blank, unable to think, for what seemed an eternity. "I'm gonna...I'm...oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!"
"Mmmmhhmm…" purred Naruto, his heart hammering hard into his chest as he consumed her with all his heart. Not only was this grade-A kunoichi pussy, it felt incredible to be eating her out because he had already become besotted with her.
For what felt like hours he kept torturing her by languidly brushing her cunt with his tongue like he was painting a masterpiece. Drool started pooling around her mouth as his chakra was entering her body from his tongue and flowing like a river through her flesh into her pussy. Deciding to confuse her cooch further, he withdrew his tongue from her depths and began lashing her labia lips with his dashing, twirling tongue, poking and prodding it, all while massaging her clitoris with his thumb so as to coax even more blood to that swollen marble.
Her body started compressing, thrashing, contorting over and again as she grasped his head, digging her fingernails in his skull. Her cervix wailed as it frantically closed its door, her vaginal walls contracting so hard that even her anus retreated into a fetal position. Suddenly, a surfeit of milk exploded from her nipples, gushing out and punching through the air before splashing everywhere. At the same time, her eyes gazed upward as every nerve ending, every muscle, all thoughts, and every element that made her a woman was uniting in a miraculous and fantastic onslaught of orgasm.
"I'M CUMMMINGGGGGG!" bellowed the black-haired kunoichi, tears streaming down her flushed face while squirting so hard and long that it was like a piece of her life-force was being dragged out by his tongue. Everything around her was spinning and she had no idea where she was or what was happening to her. Finally, a tingling shutter ran down her spine as the last vestiges of her climax waned, her body slumping on the floor as she closed her eyes and let the soothing sensations wash over her.
Her ex-fiancé didn't even rank as a novice when compared to this sexual pundit.
Finally, Kurama's host withdrew from the older woman, satisfied by the delicious nectar which her pussy had brewed for him. "Are you ready to cum again, Kurenai-chan? Because I'm just getting started."
'Forgive me, Hinata-chan...please forgive me,' repeated Kurenai as though she was repeating a mantra. Uncoiling her quivering legs from his neck, she prevented him from eating her out again, even though she was salivating at the idea of him going back for seconds. It took a moment for her to find her bearings, but now she was leading him into her bedroom.
xXx
"...screw this," muttered Anko under her breath as she turned away from the returning jinchūriki's apartment door. "I knew this was a bad fucking idea."
Back in the good old days, she was just like every other bubbly, naive girl who didn't know any better. Like a myriad of girls, she was also guilty of crushing on her sensei. It was only after Orochimaru betrayed the village that she transformed into this promiscuous woman who had no quarrels with stringing men around. Doing so ensured that she would never get heartbroken again.
Naruto was like her in the sense that they used to be social outcasts. But while she still had some friends, the blond had no one aside from a select few. However, unlike what's depicted in some retarded fics, neither of them got physically harmed by acrimonious villagers who would stereotypically be chanting for their death whilst holding up tikki torches.
It was asinine of her to think this tryst would be different.
"Anko-san."
She instinctively stiffened as an ANBU member approached her from behind. "What the hell do you want, Owl?"
"Hokage-sama has requested your presence," answered the thirty-six year old masked war veteran, unfazed by the girl's impudence. After all, she was notorious for not adhering to ninja etiquette.
Schooling her features, the jōnin Shunshin'd out of the blond's neighborhood and appeared inside the Hokage's office. Normally, she would announce her presence with a frankness that only she (or that brat) could pull off. But right now the words had died down her throat because atop the desk was no ordinary decapitated head.
It was Orochimaru.
Dead.
"...this...how...what…" mumbled Anko, her world having come to a screeching halt. "Who was it?"
"Naruto," answered Tsunade, observing the shock spreading across her subordinate's face. At first she thought she would get tired of seeing the reactions of those who would step into her office, but she was wrong — it was still comical. Unfortunately, her amusement was soon going to end because tomorrow morning Orchimaru's head would get cashed in.
Ninja were taught to roll with the punches, but this was ridiculous. How on earth was that brat able to kill her former sensei? The greater part of her required no elaboration on this matter because her ultimate dream had come true. Although it was her desire to kill that bastard herself, just knowing he was dead was enough to regain a part of her that she assumed would never resurface.
Seeing that her subordinate was ready to hear more, Hashirama's granddaughter proceeded to unseal the scroll that she was holding in her hand. Smoke filled the office as a blade appeared in its place.
"K-Kusanagi."
"I told the brat to hang onto it because it may come in handy, but he wanted you to have it," explained the huge-breasted Hokage. "It's yours now, Anko."
She caught the blade with ease when it got chucked at her. However, there wasn't the slightest bit of emotion on her face while holding it. Not once had she bothered to befriend the kid during his darkest days, even though she would occasionally watch over him from afar. It wasn't that she was against the idea of becoming a role model. She just wasn't in the right place in her life to be anything more than a stranger to the hyperactive child. The only real interaction she had with him was during the Chūnin Exams and even that wasn't a cordial encounter.
"...why would he give this to me?" said Anko, her right hand starting to match the color of her hair due to how hard she was clutching the weapon. "He doesn't even know me."
"Oh, but he does," replied Tsunade while shaking her head. "You see, Anko, during the training trip, I gave Naruto a side-mission to brush up on the background of those ninja who are higher in rank than he is. It's his dream to protect his precious people and become Hokage, but he cannot do that unless he isn't prepared for the worst. Because of the intelligence he was able to gather, he knows all about your past," she paused here, idly resting her chin in her palm. "Perhaps he felt that you both share a troubled past, which is why he decided to give the Kusanagi to you. But that's just speculation on my part. You would have to ask him about this yourself."
It took years to perfect this "tough bitch" persona, but all that hard work crumbled in a matter of seconds as tears began trickling down her cheeks.
xXx
"Are you sure, Kurenai-chan?"
"I am," whispered the jōnin, reaching for the hem of the whiskered shinobi's shirt. "I don't care if it's wrong, or if it's too soon, but I want you to make love to me, Naruto-kun."
The garment came off lickety-split, but she spent a solid minute glued to what the fabric had been hiding. His shoulders, oh-so broad and protruding out, bolstered the definition of his massive biceps that spoke volumes of his immense upper body strength. She licked her lips while lowering her gaze, analysing his rock-hard abs and that v-shaped torso tapering sexily to his narrow waist. That reaction, however, had nothing on when she yanked down his trousers.
The color drained from her face as out came charging the biggest, thickest, monster of a cock she had ever seen. Her ex-fiancé wasn't even remotely in the vicinity of this younger man's size. It was so long that she was having a nervous breakdown from just guesstimating its length. So thick that she glanced down at her hand, mentally declaring that that thing was more corpulent than her wrist. That mushroom head was gigantic, and it didn't help that dark blue veins were running down the sides of his shaft like bolts of lightning striking down the night sky.
"K-Kami…" muttered Kurenai, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead. "Naruto-kun, there's no way you're going to fit inside me."
"I promise I'll be gentle," reassured the jinchūriki while scooping the tremulous woman up in his arms, bathing her with his warmth. Once he felt her easing into his embrace, he placed down on the bed and proceeded to grab her ankles in each hands, lifting her legs up until he had them extended straight up in the air. Because he was in no rush—even if he had somewhere to be, fuck those plans—, he dawdled as he moved them as far out to each side as he could reach.
Kurenai was breathing raggedly, her tits heaving up and down, her body tingling with arousal as her student's crush made a wishbone out of her. She noticed that he was positioned far back, way further than she used to be when her ex-fiancé used to take her in this position. Then again, with his plentiful smaller dick, she could see why Asuma had to get up close and personal. With her head propped up on the pillow, she had a perfect view of his throbbing erection poised mere inches from her cooch. '...it's happening...he's gonna split me open…'
"Relax," whispered the whiskered adult while leaning forward, his cockhead pressing against the kunoichi's slick labial curtains. His heart was beating a vociferous heartbeat as he felt her spreading open to encircle him.
Her breath caught in her throat as the inner lining of her pussy collapsed like it was going into the fetal position from the dome-shaped crown trying to punch its way inside her. And when he managed to cram that gigantic head within her, it elicited a deep bellow from her as goosebumps ran up and down her shaking legs. Just him penetrating her was making her spiral down the earth at terminal velocity. He was so huge and so hard that she could pretty much feel an exact map of his cock inside of her through the thick veins that were criss-crossing it.
"It's going to be okay, Kurenai-chan," reassured the jinchūriki in a calm, nurturing voice. "Start channeling chakra to your pussy. It's going to help you accommodate me."
She nodded reluctantly and began sending waves of chakra through her entire body before directing all of it to her nether region. A slight push and then she felt him stop. She realized he'd reached a point of resistance inside her, the furthest point that her previous partner had ever reached. She looked down between their bodies to see her labia stretched taut as a drum, yet more than two-thirds of the younger man's gargantuan cock was still sticking out of her.
Despite her hysterical cries, she genuinely wanted every last inch of his mammoth cock filling her cunt until he totally possessed her. In utter euphoria, she pummeled her childbearing hips up against him, letting him know she was his for the taking. He didn't falter, wasting no time to heed to her silent request, and now she was accepting the enormous stake he was crucifying her with. It was fortunate he had earned her to channel chakra to her crotch because this energy was the only thing preventing her from passing out from the pain.
"Urggghhh..." hissed Kurenai while coiling her legs around the jinchūriki. "YOU'RE SO MUCH BIGGER THAN ASUMA!"
"And don't you forget it, Kurenai-chan," cooed Naruto while levering his hips back slightly, teasing her with the remaining seven inches of his cock, each inch with her name on it. Obviously, she didn't need to tell him he was bigger than her ex-fiancé, but he greatly appreciated her honest admission.
Her heart was in her stomach, and her vocal chords were somewhere in the vast nothingness of her soul. She tried to thrust herself up against him, but he held her where he wanted, maintaining compete control. It was like he was stirring a thick batch of wet cement, the teasing motion causing her to climb the walls, wave upon wave of wanton desire spreading from her throbbing pussy throughout her entire body. She was unable to offer anything other than incoherent gurgling noises, so she responded to him by gathering the heat her steaming walls and vaginally breathing it out right through his erection.
Pushing the jōnin's legs slightly back towards her shoulders, he spread them even further out to each side, opening her up as much as he could. He could feel her insides resisting as he forced his cock into her. But where there's a will, there's a way, and soon her cunt muscles started to yield, she bathed him with hot, oily, feminine nectar.
"I…I feel…I don't know if I can't handle much more, Naruto-kun," whimpered the ruby-eyed kunoichi, her head tipping back as she tugged at the sheets, the muscles in her legs quivering, the nerve-endings deep within her ravaged cunt sending pulsing sensations throughout her entire body. Before she knew it, the pain of being stretched and completely filled by his ungodly large cock went from being horribly painful to immensely pleasurable.
Naruto felt like heaven's keeper as he watched his shaft sink in the older woman's now-ruined pussy. He stared down into her eyes, his cerulean orbs squinting as her searing tissues contracted so hard that gallons of blood rushed from all over his body and filled his already engorged organ. He watched in perverted fascination on as her face became shadowed by her hair, her arms flailing around like a ragdoll, her whole body spasming as he managed to make her orgasm just through going balls-deep inside her.
Her moans were now guttural, deep from the throat. It was like he was attempting to dig his way through her cunt and come out of her mouth. Feminine nectar was bathing every inch of his cock as she squeezed it with her powerful vaginal muscles. He kept himself buried all the way inside her, but rolled his hips, driving her crazy as her climax went on and on, delicious paroxysms of pleasure shaking her to the very core. How was he doing this to her?
Espying that she was on a high, he cradled the sides of her face and began flexing his hips, giving it to her deep and slow. Her face was now a mask of lust as she wrapped her legs around him, her arms around his upper back. She began bucking and writhing against him as he settled into a sensual tempo. Her body was totally covered in a fine sheen of perspiration as the nerve endings in her body had her tingling all over from him pushing her to well past her limits.
"I'm…I…" trailed off Kurenai, her mate once again sending her over the edge with how fervently he was pounding her. She dug her fingernails deep into his upper back, her toenails drawing blood from his lower back. "Fuck, Naruto-kun. I'm gonna cum all over your cock!"
"Then do it, Kurenai-chan!" roared Naruto, having concluded through his sensory ability and his wealth of experience that the woman can take a little abuse. "Cum!" he continued, holding her head firmly while ramming her up the pussy so hard that a glob of saliva came shooting out of her mouth. "Cum for me!"
That aggression was the straw that broke the camel's back. Or in this instance, the thrust that ruined her for every other man on the planet. First a myriad of emotions rose through her toes and shot through her feet. Warmth then radiated out from where they were linked and sensual energy pushed through her stomach and went straight to her massive tits, which were squirting out milk like there was a demand for dairy. And so she relinquished herself to another ferocious orgasm, but he kept hammering into her rattling torso, his huge balls slamming hard against her buttocks. "I'M CUMMMMINGGGGG!"
The hung shinobi's heart was racing as he held the hysterical woman tightly as she shook and gyrated, her pussy squeezing down on him like a hot buttery fist. She was babbling incoherently now, her head lolling from side to side, sweat streaking down her forehead mixing together with the tears that were trickling down from the weight of her titanic orgasm. He vowed there and then that every single orgasm of hers from here on out should be just as memorable. Ignoring the blood running down his back from her clawing him, he gently captured her lips in his.
There wasn't even a hint of hesitation from her end as she began making out with him with all the passion she could muster. But like they kissed with their mouths, they kissed with their eyes, just like they kissed between their legs. Their hips met in the fondest of ways as they became aware of their fingers, arms, touching, the way their bodies were melting into one another. They were totally one in that moment, their bodies, hearts, and minds intertwined and totally in tune with one another. '…I am so sorry, Hinata-chan, but I think I'm falling in love with Naruto-kun.'
xXx
"Naaaarruuuttto-kuuuuuuunnnn!"
"That's it, Kurenai-chan! Bounce on that fucking dick!"
Tsunade Senju slammed her hands on her desk, nearly obliterating it. Thankfully, she didn't channel any chakra into her strike because of the crystal ball that was positioned on the desk, displaying Konoha's newest couple mating like a pair of demons in heat. Her hazel orbs were darker than the abyss as she directed her glare over to her former classmate. "You godforsaken pervert...I warned you not to corrupt him."
"N-now wait just a second, Tsunade-hime," stammered Jiraiya while wisely taking a few cautionary steps back. "Don't you think the gaki's allowed to have sex with anyone he sees fit? I mean just look at what he's packing."
His lips curled into a lecherous grin when his lifelong crush's face lit up like an erupting volcano. Not too long after Naruto took off from the office was when he also prepared to leave. It was then he sensed that the blond was conversing with Anko and Kurenai. Having taught him for the past three years, he knew the young man inside out and could tell that something sexual was going to happen. This was confirmed by conjuring a shadow clone who he promptly hid under the Invisibility Cloak. As soon as he caught wind that Kurenai was having breast problems, he told his leader to host an emergency meeting at the hospital.
It was his onus as a teacher to get his student laid, even if said student had surpassed the master in every way.
The Hokage chewed on her bottom lip as not only was the woman in her enthralled with her godson's mammoth dick, but the medic in her was salivating because it was medically impossible for a man to be so big. Currently the couple were fornicating on the floor because the whiskered jinchūriki had destroyed the bed with how passionately he had been taking Kurenai. The sheets looked worse for wear as the woman had repeatedly clawed into them with her nails. She idly crossed her legs, her panties soaked.
"Jiraiya...he's going to kill her," whispered Tsunade while crossing her legs, having soiled her chair cushion with her bedewing pussy. "Just how long is he going to fuck her? This is absurd!"
The Toad Hermit chuckled, his dick straining his pants from watching the man of the hour in question on screen. Oh, how he wished he was there to record this with his video camera. Though he wasn't all that disappointed, seeing as his invisible clone was scribbling notes like a madman. "Like I told you earlier: she's never going to be the same again after this."
Meanwhile, in her apartment, with bags under her eyes, a haggard, sweaty Kurenai Yūhi was working her childbearing hips with all her might, milking her lover's cock with all her vagina was worth. Accommodating such a prodigious shaft was great in theory, but the reality was that her pussy has been begging for mercy for a while now, having never been pushed to such extremes by her ex-fiancé.
"P-please, Naruto-kun! I can't…I can't take it anymore!" wheezed out the genjutsu mistress, legs cramping up from her strained position, even though had been channeling chakra to them. The truth of the matter was that she's been getting fucked for over thirty hours now — that too with little to no breaks. Naruto didn't need the rest because of his ungodly stamina, but she was forced to pop open a chakra pill two different times just so she could keep up with him. The amount of times he's made her cum since they started this mating session has already well exceeded the total number of times she's climaxed with Asuma in all the years they've been together.
And now she was cumming again.
"That's it...it's okay, Kurenai-chan," whispered Naruto while kneading the crying woman's bubble butt like it was dough. "Just take it slow. I promise this round will be the last. And then we can sleep. Okay?"
"...okaaaaaay," mewled the blackette, riding the high of her orgasm as creamy milk oozed down the pores of her nipples. Frankly, she wanted to drop dead here and now, but it was music to her ears to hear that he was finally going to let her take a breather. And so she took this moment to just sit, relax, and take in her surroundings.
Once her brain was functioning normally again, she placed her hands on his chest while staring down into his eyes, mesmerized by how much affection he was showering her with. She soon began rotating her hips like his cock was the sun and she was the earth elliptically orbiting it. His hands were now chockablock with her booty as he began giving her a deep tissue massage, motivating her to give it her all in this final round. For the next hour, she met his gaze as he drank in her every wince, every smile, every moan – every ounce of emotion pouring out of hers. If that wasn't enough stimulation, he eventually reached up with his right hand and began kneading her heaving breast, all while rubbing her ass with his other hand.
Pushing down on her boyfriend's chest with her hands, the jōnin drove her hips up to rise up, his monster cock sensually withdrawing from her folds until just the mushroom head was wedged within her. She took a deep breath, her sweaty tresses matted on either sides of her face as she flashed him a cute little smile before lowering her torso again. This time it wasn't via sliding, but by pushing down for him to rise within her. And then her body was lifting again, all the way back up until once more, just his cockhead remained lodged within her cunt.
"I...oh, fuck...so good," maundered Kurenai, now slowly and sensually riding the younger man like an angelic cowgirl. "I lovv..."
Her lips trembled as she trailed off there, her heart performing jumping jacks in her chest. It wasn't that she felt it was too soon to say those dreaded words to him. She had just gotten out of her first and only relationship, but she couldn't deny that she had already fallen deeply in love with this younger man. Obviously her pussy was in agreement, seeing as he had relinquished control so she could go at her own pace, allowing her to understand the inner workings of his cock.
Each thrust was hitting her in the cervix, each landing resulting in her clit squashing against the rough texture of his testicles. Her left tit—the right was still getting pampered by his hand—was swinging freely in the air and her hair was flying all over the place. Rather than him caress her ass, he started spanking her. And now she was gasping out her breaths as a wave of sexual release started from somewhere around her clitoris and exploded throughout her body, reaching to her head and her toes. "URG-UGGGGHHH! SO DEEEEEEEEEEP! I LOVE YOU, NAAAARRUUUTO-KUUUNNNNN!"
Ruby orbs turning white, she slumped forward, only for him to clamp his hands on her sides to keep her upright. Fluids were violently gushing down her depths, but he kept thrusting, and in her mindless, ragdollish state, she felt as though his cock was doubling in size and its head felt like an apple massaging her g-spot. The greater part of her was scared of what was about to happen. Having witnessed how much jism he could release in an orgasm when she blew him earlier, and how she was barely able to survive swallowing it all, she couldn't understand how she would be able to accommodate all of that cream in her already stuffed-to-the-brim pussy.
And he exploded.
"I'M CUMMING, KURENAI-CHAN!" announced Naruto with a bellowing roar, sending painfully loud sound waves from his mouth while shooting the first of many thick, creamy, steaming hot ropes of jism inside his new girlfriend.
That eruption of jism worked as fuel on the still roaring fires of yet another rumbling climax, yanking her out of the earth and teleporting her to a gate overlooking a garden of radiant sunbeams bursting through fluffy white billows. Just basking in its warm presence was divine but she knew nirvana lay on the other side. Suddenly, the gate flew open and she fell over the precipice in a free-fall dive as her lover's jism splattered so hard and far up her womb that it made her kidneys churn. Her vagina started collapsing on itself as the metaphorical workers producing creamy nectar all began working overtime. She began foaming at the mouth, drool running down her chin while milk exploded from her tits.
For what felt like ages she kept drifting in and out of consciousness, only to pass out before his fourth load could hit as the third one was so powerful that it proved to be more than her mortal body could endure. She wasn't sure when she awoke, for all she cared about then was the man whose arms she was in. She sighed, her heart racing as he began peppering the creamy skin of her neck with kisses. "I can no longer deny it, Naruto-kun. I really do love you."
"And I love you, Kurenai-chan," whispered Naruto while caressing the sides of the older woman's face. "In fact, I fell in love with you even before I drank the milk from your tits."
She gnawed on her bottom lip, looking slightly abashed that there was no stereotypical buildup to their coupling. However, there was nothing for her to complain about because she has never felt this way about anyone, not even Asuma. With a silly smile dancing across her lips, she leaned up and claimed his lips, knowing for a fact that she was now Naruto Uzumaki's woman.
xXx
"What's wrong, Asuma?"
The bearded jōnin exhaled deeply, releasing a plume of cigarette smoke into the clean air. "I don't know."
"It's that all nicotine, I tell ya," chimed in Hiro, a fellow guard at the Fire Capital. "It's rushing to his head. Damn bastard can't leave those cancer sticks alone for one minute."
Chiriku, who had spoken earlier, chuckled warmly at his co-worker. "Oh, that's an excellent way to put it. Cancer stick."
A smirk wiggled its way to Asuma's features as there was nothing like a banter between friends. Despite now being in a better mood, something was still nagging at him. Perhaps it was the stress of guarding Daimyo-sama through this new mission that they were just informed of earlier today. However, a part of him knew this had to do with the way things ended with Kurenai. Maybe taking a break would lead to them reconnecting romantically.
Or so he thought.