~Big Babe Duumvwrate~

When Naruto saw two beautiful, Uchiha babes come up to him with desperation in their eyes and pink in their cheeks, he knew at once what they wanted from him. He could sense their emotions, after all, and pretty much the only thing he could feel coming from them was unadulterated lust.

Naruto might not have recognized these girls as anyone he knew, but that had hardly deterred him from lending a hand before. Plus he was feeling really horny himself, at the moment, so his interests were almost certainly intersecting with the interests of these two cute and randy strangers.

"Heya!" he said with a cocky grin. "Like what you see?"

The blond removed his hand from his crotch to point, without an ounce of subtlety or tact, at the massive tent in his trousers. Then he did a couple of short pelvic thrusts to emphasize, and winked suggestively at the pair.

In spite of themselves, Obito and Madara only got more turned on by this, and they practically swooned at Naruto's feet.

"Yes," said the normally proud and stubborn but currently so-horny-it-hurt Madara Uchiha through clenched teeth, and her hands started scrabbling senselessly again at her armor. She was so desperate to strip, it seemed, that she couldn't even remove how to take it off.

"And then some," added the second girl, Obito "Tobi" Uchiha who was currently wanting nothing more than to be fucked by this gorgeous Adonis. She was visibly salivating, staring without an once of shame straight at Naruto's crotch.

Naruto chuckled, absentmindedly noticing that both of them appeared to have the rinnegan, like Pain-chan. The second one even had a sharingan, too. How odd.

"Well, I can say the same for me," he told them with a waggle of his eyebrows, playfully leering at Obito and Madara's very feminine figures. The two blushed under the cheerful scrutiny of those gleaming cerulean eyes, and they whimpered softly at the feeling of an exponentially increased wetness in their vaginas.

"You do?" said Madara, uncharacteristically giddy at the thought that Naruto might enjoy the sight of her body.

"Do you... think we're pretty?" whimpered Obito bashfully, unable to function at all properly with so much burning lust inundating her mind, body, and soul.

Naruto laughed. "Pretty?" he said, taking a short body flicker forward to move behind the pair and smack them both playfully on the rear. "Baby, I think you're smokin'." He gave her a Fonzie signature double-pointing thumbs up and a click of the tongue and a wink.

Obito's heart did gymnastics, and she suddenly felt far too hot to be so heavily dressed. Her cheeks were bright red, and she raised a hand to the scarred and creased side of her face.

"You... You really think so...?" she asked nervously, feeling far too invested in Naruto's opinion for it to possibly be healthy.

He smirked, and wrapped an arm around her waist, slipping a thumb down the waist of her trousers.

"I know so," he told her confidently, causing what little resistance Obito may have still had to crack.

"Take me now," she said to him, her mismatched eyes boring intensely into his. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body tightly and desperately against his. "I need this."

Madara scowled at Obito, feeling oddly jealous of the attention her stupid distant descendant was getting from their flaxen haired Casanova.

Naruto grinned, feeling the pleasant sensation of this stranger basically spooning him standing up.

"Heh heh," he chuckled. "Do you want your clothes in one piece, or do you want me to go wild on you?" He thrust his pelvis against the girl, rubbing his erection against her groin through their clothes.

Madara glowered enviously, and went up to press herself into Naruto from behind.

"No fair," she said peevishly. "I want him too."

Naruto laughed.

"Don't worry, ladies! There's plenty of me to go around!" he said.

Immediately, Madara heard a poof, and then she felt hungry lips on her neck, kissing and biting the sensitive skin. She moaned, turning around to see a Naruto shadow clone had been conjured up for her. The clone grinned at Madara suggestively, and she felt her armor fall from her body, undone in movements too fast for even her to follow.

She was left standing naked in the middle of the street, being ogled predatorily by a visibly lustful shadow clone of Naruto Uzumaki. Her full breasts heaved and jiggled with every breath, and her soaking womanhood was visibly reddened and swollen with desire.

Madara moaned, perversely delighted.

Obito, meanwhile, had decided that she wanted to go at it fast and furious.

"Fuck me raw!" she begged Naruto desperately, feeling so starved for sexual stimulation and moral degradation. "I don't care what else you do, so long as you please fuck me!"

Naruto chuckled, seeing the girl tearing lustfully at her clothes, desperately flailing to remove them. She threw them off, stripping shamelessly and swiftly in the middle of the street, completely uncaring who saw her like this. Her nipples were visibly stiff and hard, and Naruto leered companionably at her modest, heaving breasts and soaking, flushed womanhood.

Sweat beaded down the girl's skin.

Sweat beaded down the girl's skin, running down her arms and torso and legs. Moisture dripped down into the nice cleavage largish C-cups, glistening temptingly on her pale skin.

Naruto saw that the scarring extended all the way down the right side body. Even her right breast looked for all the world like it had been completely reconstructed after some terrible accident. It was far from off-putting, though. Shinobi like himself were far from inexperienced with messy injuries and bad scarring. What most civilians though of as ugly or grotesque, many shinobi would as a mark of pride.

You could only get scars from injuries that didn't kill you, after all. Just surviving the kind of physical trauma that would induce such extensive scarring bespoke a considerable grit and toughness. Shinobi were those who endured hardship. Naruto had taken this lesson firmly to heart.

So as far as he was concerned, it only made him that much more intrigued to see that this girl had so much scarring. She was obviously a kunoichi. and one who had gone through Hell and still managed to come out the other side. That was hot, in the sense that he perceived her to clearly possess many beneficial traits to pass on to a next generation.

Her eyes in particular.

Naruto knew of the rinnegan from Pain-chan, his distant BDSM-loving cousin who ruled Ame, where she was worshiped by the people a living goddess. It was an exceedingly rare visual prowess of considerable lineage, yet both of these girls possessed it. That intrigued him. Because even as thick as he could be, Naruto was no fool. He knew that there was something special about these two girls, even if he couldn't tell exactly what.

He smiled, eyeing this girl's naked body. As far as he was concerned, the scars only made her that much more desirable.

"You want this?" he said again, chuckling softly as he casually dropped his trousers down to his ankles. "Well, alright then, babe."

He gave her a wink, before pushing her back into the side of a building, pinning a moaning Obito against the wall as he began.

Naruto bit this girl on the neck, grabbing her breasts in his hands even as he pushed his hardness up against her pelvis. He groped her lustfully, giving her violent red hickeys all up and down her neck and shoulders as he thrust himself roughly into her.

Obito gasped as Naruto entered her. Not from pain, because it did not hurt. No, she gasped for the sudden surge of ecstasy that flooded her body. The instant Naruto went into her, the last of her resistances crumbled. She wailed out shameless at the top of her lungs, scraping her nails up and down the blond's back as he pounded her private place hard enough to make the building behind her shake just a little.

Like a hammer, Naruto nailed that beautiful, tough bitch to the wall. He fucked her hard and without restraint, giving her a feel of his full strength.

Madara, at the same time, was bent over on all fours, mewling and whimpering as Naruto's shadow clone violently plundered her bountiful booty with a sword of flesh great enough to rival one of steel. Her considerable breasts swung back and forth like pendulums with the rocking of her body. Her curves jiggled, was the best way to put it, as the shadow clone fucked her with all the dominating ferocity and power of a bull in rut.

"Oh, yes!" Madara moaned, ripples of pleasure and kinetic energy alike making her lascivious figure act like a gelatin sculpture, wiggling and wobbling as she whimpered and mewled. "Yes! Yes!" she repeated, gasping and panting, chest heaving delightfully as the horny shadow clone jackhammer-ed her. "Grind me!" she wailed. "Grind me into dust with that marvelous cock! Oh, God! YES!"

The shadow clone grunted as it thrust back and forth frenetically inside of her. There was a grin on its face, though, and it leered down at this woman playfully.

"Hehe, and here I don't even know your name," it said, pumping inside her body like a marathon runner's heart.

"Mari!" replied Madara without a second's hesitation, supplying a fake name for the clone. Except, a part of her was already taking to that name, and wanting to make it her one and only identity. "Mari Uchi-!" -ha, she tried to say, but her words were cut off as a sudden, loud cry bubbled up from her throat, her body shuddering in delight as she came unto the shadow clone.

The clone grinned, seeing Mari melt into a puddle of orgasmic euphoria. Her face was red, and her tongue was lolling out of her mouth as she panted, squealing and whining in delight as it fucked her.

"That's a nice look for you, Mari-chan~!" said the shadow clone brightly, before casually redoubling its efforts.

Madara - now Mari - let out a scream as the clone took her to heights of ecstasy of which she could never before have conceived, until now.

The original Naruto, meanwhile, was still thrusting the daunting full length and girth of his manhood into Obito, who was moaning and gushing nectar and tears, whimpering and wailing with unimaginable arousal as the blonde fulfilled these new desires she had never before known. Filling her up, in particular, which he did and then some, bumping her innermost depths with a nigh lackadaisical ease, Naruto made this girl feel things she had never before imagined could be possible.

He kissed this scarred beauty hungrily as he fucked her, stealing her breath while he gave her his meat. She moaned and she groaned as he made her his own, pounding her poon with a pen island cone extra thick and doubly creamy.

"YESSSS!" she wailed, feeling herself come as Naruto slammed her ass against the side of some building on the side of the street, punching right through her allegedly lost heart with his kindness and prowess in life and the sack.

Naruto smiled, smelling the intensity of her sex, and feeling the heat and the wet of her magnificent womanhood.

"I'm glad you like it so much!" he said cheerfully, licking his lips as he took in her visage. "Hehe, we should totally get together again sometime, once we're finished!" he added, thrusting into her again, eliciting a gasp from the girl.

"Obi...!" she squealed, head rolling on her shoulders as Naruto picked up the pace. "Uchi...!" she yelped, scarcely able to think or to speak as he fucked her.

Naruto laughed even as he pummeled her sex with his multiple gigaton penile warhead.

"Obi-chan, huh?" he said. "You must be Mari-chan's little sister!"

Obito, now cum Obi, did not refute or in any way dispute this claim. Whether this was because she thought it would be a good cover, or she just couldn't bring herself to care while Naruto was ravishing her, nobody can say for certain. Not even Obi herself.

All she would be able to remember, looking back later on, would be how incredible Naruto had been, then and every inevitable time after.

Time flew quickly as Naruto and his shadow clone did Mari and Obi. Though it was not perhaps as long as an hour that they had sex with the pair (it was doubtful if the girls even had enough stamina for that) it was nonetheless certainly a nontrivial stretch, at least relatively. But they could not last forever, not against a lover like himself, and the girls were rendered unconscious after some tens of minutes of hardcore Uzumaki intercourse.

So naturally it was over when the girls passed out. The shadow clone dispelled, shooting a load into Mari (and interestingly speaking, a shadow clone's semen was as good as Naruto's own, and did not vanish when the shadow clone dispelled) and Obi went limp from exhaustion, smiling beatifically up at Naruto.

The blonde hummed to himself as he glanced between the two girls, wondering what he should do. On the one hand, the gathered crowd of civilian spectators could certainly be trusted to bring the girls home safe wherever they lived. On the other hand, though, Naruto was curious about these two very unusual girls.

It wasn't mistrust, or doubt of their motives. He had sensed well enough that they'd been completely up front about what they wanted, and aside from that he was not even a particular mistrustful person to begin with.

But he was still curious. The rinnegan alone would be enough to warrant inquiry, and he had been able to feel out the chakra of these two girls.

They were strong. Strong as a kage, at least. Obi-chan was at least on par with Kagome-sensei, he could tell, yet he had felt also an incredibly potent chakra inside of her. It was hollow and frail, but it could not be mistaken for anything but what it was: sage chakra. And Mari-chan, too, had a crazy amount of chakra, and a body like wrought iron reinforced with damascus steel and a healthy outer layer of Version 2 kyuubi cloak.

So of course Naruto wanted to get to know them better. He was very interested in these two girls. Few people ever managed to intrigue him this much (at least without whipping out the fishnet or maid outfits...).

Which was, in the end, probably why Naruto decided to dress the girls back up, summon a toad, and ride with their unconscious bodies the rest of the way to his house. He could let them rest in one of the guest rooms, and have his mothers or the Cloud girls take care of them while he went off to his date.

"Thanks for the lift, Gamachu!" said Naruto, stepping off the toad with Mari and Obi swung over either one of his shoulders.

"No problem, boss," the summon replied dutifully, before promptly dispelling.

Walking through the smoke, Naruto pushed the front door open with his foot, walking casually into his house carrying the two Uchi babes. His family's place was pretty nice, by all accounts, and the blonde grinned a little looking at the swanky decor. It was stylish without being stuffy, and spacious without feeling empty.

"I'm home!" he called out cheerfully. Obi and Mari stirred a little, purring contentedly as the snuggled themselves up against his warm body while he carried them.

In a flash of yellow, his blonde mom Mina appeared. She was dressed in her shinobi clothes, breasts bound down to allow ease of movement. At her feet, a hirashin seal was cleverly woven into the pattern of the welcome mat.

"Hi, dear," she said warmly, eyes glittering as she beheld her son. "Who are your friends?" she asked him, smiling at the two lovely ladies slung over his shoulders as though this kind of thing happened every day.

And, honestly, it more or less did.

"Obi and Mari Uchi," said Naruto cheerfully. "I met 'em on the way home."

Mina laughed. "My, but you were busy today!" she said. "First those girls from Kumo, and now these two? Oho, Kushina will be delighted to hear that you've started to take your role as clan head seriously!" she clapped her hands together, smiling lustily at the two girls in a way that made it all too clear just what she meant.

Naruto blushed. "Ah!" he stammered, "N-no, it's not like that... with these two at least... I just thought I'd bring them over since they conked out after doing it."

Mina smiled and shook her head.

"Oh, how sad your mother will be!" she said mostly jokingly. "She was really hoping you gather yourself an amount of chattel properly befitting the next Hokageand Uzumaki Clan headsman. She was even talking about taking you down to the market tonight..."

"Er," Naruto's ears were bright pink, knowing exactly what kind of market his mom was referring to. "Well, I kinda have a date with Sasuki-chan tonight..."

Mina perked up at this. "Really?" she said. "Ooh, how sweet! You must tell me all about it when you get home!"

"Well, um... it's not for another hour, yet..." said Naruto sheepishly. "And besides that, it's... ah, not exactly a going out on a walk sort of date, if you know what I mean."

Mina smiled wolfishly, leaning forward a planting a hand on her son's behind.

"Oh, I know exactly what you mean," she said huskily.

Naruto squeaked.