It was seven on one but the contest still was not fair. Synchronized by sheer virtue of desperation, the seven studs found their flow state and pounded her fat, bred body from every conceivable angle. Fleck of oil flew in the air. Scattering the prismatic light across the obscenity below. Her poor pussy felt ready to go on strike. And the rest of her holes were fixing to follow suit. But she psyched herself up and pushed on.
She was the future queen of the world dammit! No stud could best her! Gangbanged harder than a hentai slut, Hinata held on for dear life and rode out the wave.
Seven cumshots blasted her all at once. Thick multi-second streams of man gravy. She gagged on semen, it splashed deep inside her ass and whelmed sticky thick against her cervix. Semen glued her tits to her tummy and stuck her fingers together. Hinata visualized the seven contact points where cock touched slutty pale skin. And pulsed chakra through them. Down their long shafts and into their hefty balls. To supercharge their crotch muscles and make them really shoot. These seven were serious studs, and she needed to empty them all out now.
Seven more champagne bottle pops signaled their defeat. Ten to go. But these ten were the worst yet. The most aggressive and inconsiderate. One wrapped her long hair around his cock and fucked her that way.
Asshole; that was how a girl got split ends!
Another four attacked her stomach. She found herself shoved on her back and mounted from three sides. Two from below, one from the left and right. Their hefty ten inches fucked her belly hard. Four pairs of fat jizztanks spanked her tender belly. She bit down on a moan at the kinky pain and pushed them against her wrecking ball womb.
The extra stimulation was just enough to make the belly-humpers all pop. One after another like some kind of four-rifle salute. The jerkwad jerked off his wad into her hair and blasted white jelly all over her scalp. She made a mental note to steal the prick's wallet later. She'd need a spa visit to rescue her hair. And his sorry ass was gonna pay for it.
Five were left. And they played rough. Two pimpslapped her face back and forth with their dicks. Sadistic, they shot extra thick shots all over her face and tried to get them in her eyes. They missed of course but still. Both men got a good slap to the nuts for that.
Three and Two spit-roasted her back and forth. Impressive shows of strength, they didn't need to hold her in place with their hands. The erective might of their cannons was more than enough. They pulled out at the last second. She caught herself before she fell, but they jerked off huge ropes of cum all over her back.
One presented the biggest problem. A colossal slab of muscle, race indiscernible in the dark. Deep blue eyes gave way the intelligence inside his brutish frame. But Hinata couldn't tear her eyes from his dick. He tried to scoop her up like a saddle bag, but she snagged his long python first. The first stroke drew a grunt from the brute. And her second got his half-empty third leg jutting erect.
A final shape arose from the stud pile. Shit! One of them was man enough to keep going. She didn't know if the interlocuter was number eight, ten, or maybe even twenty-one. But he tried to grip her hips and lift her. Hinata just barely squirmed away and caught his prick too.
Breathy she milked both hoses to completion. Smooched their fat spongy heads and tongue kissed them. She praised one for being so long. So ready to drill a girl deep and mash her cervix. While she gushed over the delicious girth of the other. Which could stretch a naughty girl wide open. She even compared the veins, how one had a thick track across the top (perfect for stimulating her clit), and the other had lots of lightning bolting tracks across the sides (a texture she'd be able to really feel inside her).
Finally, at long last, she coaxed them to the end. Both men let out a strangled gasp. Hips humped her soft hands and sacks pulled tight. She aimed their barrels at her pregnant belly and begged both men to paint her babies white.
The studs obeyed. Long streams blasted her twinner tummy, coaxed by her stroking hands. No care given for their post-nut sensitivity. Death-gripped until their strained organs bulged, she administered a penile punishment so rough that it put both men down for good. They were gonna be sore in the morning.
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Naruto watched his wife work with pride. Most other men would've been emasculated at such a display. Seeing their beloved wife blowbang dozens of men rapid-fire. He was not most men. For him, the redemption of this scene was in the details.
None of those other men were as big as him. Even without his Viagra amp. The biggest of them barely broke ten inches. And even the studliest among them never lasted more than a minute or two. Every passing minute of those lesser men failing to tame his wife only fed his ego. That was something only he could do.
…When he felt like it.
His drink swirled in its glass. Amber liquid which caught the light and scattered it through a spherical ice cube. Sakura was still at the bar. He'd been worried at first, when she'd opted for sealed booze only. But once he saw the bartender top up the second bottle with tainted seltzer, well, he didn't need to worry.
Oh well, no time like the present. Time to bring the house down. He tossed back the last of his old fashioned and popped the cherry into his mouth. Biting the stem like a cigarette.
"Okay girls!" He clapped his hands to get their attention. "Everyone assume the position. We can't let Hinata have all the fun can we?"
The blondes were still stuck in their yuri game. But that screeched to a halt fast (much to Ino's disappointment), no amount of girl-on-girl action could compare to their master's brutish love.
"Didja hear that sis? Little bro's gonna fuck us first!" Nori (or was that Naruko?) Clapped her hands and squeeed like a yaoi fangirl.
"Oh fucking finally. We still haven't tested our belly paizuri trick on him yet." Naruko (or was that Nori?) answered, distracted as she was, she still found the wherewithal to tweak Ino's nipple.
Ino herself emerged from her lesbo-haze worse for wear. "Hey wait a sec. Nobody said anything about actual sex. We don't have to try and shove that big fat snake down our throats do we?"
He fears fell on deaf ears. Tsunade flushed, folded her arms under her cream-filled puff puffs and looked away from her master. "You can start with Ino or the twins, brat. I don't mind being second place."
Naruto chuckled. "Heh heh, tsundere."
"Sh-shut up." Tsunade reddened.
The twins slunk over as one. Synchronized to perfection. Ever since their pregnancy, their bond had grown stronger. Ino was their hapless cargo. Dragged by one sister and pushed by the other. Closer and closer to their king stud. Ever foot closer made Ino's stomach butterfly faster. She'd always talked a good game when it came to sex but this? Could she even take that much man all at once?
Then she slid into the danger zone. With only a single one of the twins between her and sexual, adulterous doom. The twins snuggled up next to their man on one his right side.
While Tsunade 'reluctantly' smushed her near-naked tits and fishnet-covered belly all over his left. The twins peppered him with questions. About which of them he wanted to take first? Maybe he wanted to break Ino in? Or save her for last so she could see what was going to happen to her?
Tsunade cut in with invitations of her own. Insisting that she didn't care if her new love neglected her. Even though she very much did. Her body language betrayed her. How she slunk an arm around his neck and inched her ruby lips closer with every syllable. Until she was practically nibbling his earlobe…
Naruto, for his part, soaked up the praise until he'd had quite enough. Then he opened his mouth to silence them.
"I never said anything about who'd go first." His fingers formed a cross hand seal. "Why should I have to choose?"
Kage Bushin no jutsu.
Three more studs puffed into existence. One swept up a yelping Tsunade bride-like and easier than a feather. A second picked up Ino by the waist and bent her over the table. Tsunade found an impromptu bed on the booth's deep faux-leather seat.
Like always, the twins took their stud two-on-one. Almost as animalistic as their brother, they coiled up, wiggled their butts, and sprung on him. Cattish they rode him to the sticky floor. Tanned hands and press-on nails clawing at their stretchy orange thongs.
Within seconds they'd fished out his massive organ. Four hands barely covered the damn thing. One straddled his hips and stuffed it deep up inside her. While the other forced a nipple into his mouth and guided his hands to play with her. One to feel her belly kick and the other to finger her with his thick, callused fingers.
They mewed in one voice as their eyes reflected the prismatic lightshow. The twin on top bounced on him to the dubstep rhythm.
Tireless while her sister locked her legs around his waist and ground her plush muff on his side. Within seconds they were cumming, long and powerful keens which undulated high and low. Synced as if each sister could feel the other's pleasure. And it grew stranger still when their dirty talk blended together. When the began to finish each other's sentences…
Tsunade knew better than to fight back. So she didn't complain when her stud rolled her onto her side, so close to the seat's edge that her pale womb hung off. Her Naruto slid in behind her. Strong arms encompassed her bust and her belly. Hefted all her added weight with ease. Hugged her close and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Sappy romantic stuff to soften her prickly guard. She mumbled and tried her best to play the part of sexless, cynical matron. But the woman inside her would not be denied. By the time his fist-thick ruddy rod knocked its veiny side on her front door, she was mush in his arms.
Tearful with joy at last, she locked her fingers with his and parted her darkened entrance. To kiss his shaft with the soft and wet pinkness inside. She took him with slightly more trouble than the twins. But she didn't care for her body's limits. She summoned up her old hokage persona and faux-sternly commanded Naruto to fuck her hard.
That's an order soldier.