capitulo 5

Naruto typed away on his laptop, though his mind was clearly elsewhere.

The people who worked around him, of course, noticed. They asked him if he was okay, to which Naruto would simply answer: "Yeah, I'm great. Just got some stuff on my mind, that's all." With that, they would leave him alone, albeit with some worry curdling in their gut.

The people who were closest to him...the choice few he called family...knew exactly what was on his mind, though.

Last night.

He stopped typing suddenly.

The blonde Hokage turned in his chair to face the rising sun, a yellow orb that slowly shined its light over his great village.

Slowly, he exhaled.

And allowed himself to be taken back to last night, a night which he knew would have ramifications far reaching.

Naruko yelped, as Sasuke gave her a good push—the blonde was shoved right onto the bed, dead in the center of her wife and daughter, her pig-tails smacking weakly against their shoulders.

The Uchiha looked between the three women.

There was Hinata on his left, busty and buxom, a beautiful dame that was itching to get fucked.

There was Himawari on his right, more lithe than curvy, her legs going on for miles.

And then there was Naruko in the centre, a combination of both, buxom and sexy, curvy and lithe, her body tooled to be the ultimate sex toy.

He smirked.

Hinata was confused—but in equal amounts she was intrigued too. The idea of getting fucked side-by-side with the sexy jutsu version of her spouse somehow felt...right. She couldn't help but smile.

Naruko's heart was racing; this body felt so off compared to her normal form. She couldn't take her eyes off of that beautiful cock in between Sasuke's legs, all hard and stiff, and instinctively she licked her lips. She and Sasuke had agreed that she would simply be a part of the activities and not actually get fucked (yet), and despite that...she wanted it. Bad.

And Himawari was just there, a little perturbed that she seemingly had a second rival to compete with when it came to Sasuke.

"How about we show our blonde friend here the basics?" Sasuke smirked. "Let's start with what I know is a favorite of the both of you—sucking me off, of course."

Predictably, Himawari deflated, knowing that she wasn't first in line to get pounded.

Then she registered exactly what Sasuke had said, and like clockwork, a big, dopey grin spread across her face. She dove down from the bed, smartly rolling and coming to a stop exactly in front of Sasuke. Settling down onto her knees, she looked at his cock as if it were a five-course meal, licking her lips. 

Hinata smiled. "Come on, dear," she said, gently tugging on Naruko's wrist. She swept down from the bed, pulling the blonde behind her, until the two of them were nestled right beside Himawari.

Sasuke stared down at the three girls, a small smirk on his lips.

It went without saying that he was riding quite the high right then and there—having three gorgeous women openly staring at his cock was any man's dream after all. 

And...well, though he would never admit it to anyone, it wasn't as if he had never had a thought or two about Naruto's sexy jutsu form.

It was quite literally a form meant to be nothing but sexy. A body tooled to be the ultimate sex machine. Sure, he hadn't flipped his lid and spurted blood out of his nose like the late Jiraiya, may he rest in peace, but Sasuke would be a damned liar if he pretended as if he didn't want to fuck her.

He had to admit—staring at beautiful little Naruko, down on her knees in front of him, flanked by her wife and daughter...was quite the satisfying sight.

Hinata and Himawari both leaned in, already accustomed to the contours and wonders of Sasuke's cock.

They ran their tongues along the side of it, staring up at him, blue and lavender eyes alike filled with nothing but lust. He reached his hands down, slipping one each into their hair, groaning as they continued to lick and lap at his gargantuan cock.

"Don't be shy," Hinata said quietly, glancing at her blonde-haired wife. "Give it a shot—you won't regret it. I promise."

Naruko looked at her, and then back at that big, juicy member. She licked her lips, in anticipation and in anxiety equally.

Himawari and Hinata leaned back, giving her the floor. The blonde gulped—she glanced back and forth, from daughter to wife, both of them looking at her expectantly.

She was anxious beyond belief...and yet, a small part of her decided: fuck it. She was going to go for it.

Slowly, Naruko leaned forward, biting her lip. She opened up, nice and wide.

Sasuke watched as she carefully took his cock into the warm depths of her mouth.

"Mmm," she moaned, at the taste, the thickness, the feeling of it humming thoughtfully between her lips. She bobbed her head back and forth, big blue eyes alight, her entire body tingling as she sucked him off. It ought to be degrading; it ought to be humiliating. But she was enjoying herself so, so, so much. Who knew sucking dick could be so much fun? 

"Shit," Sasuke swore, chewing the inside of his cheek.

Naruko stared up into his eyes, a smoky look in her own, her lips spread nice and wide as she took that fat cock as far as she could go.

There was no way she could deepthroat it like Hinata could. She wasn't as young and as enthusiastic as Himawari was. Yet, she was clearly a natural. Despite it being her first time ever with a cock in her mouth, Naruko was already right at home, and Sasuke was more than enjoying it.

"Come on girls," Sasuke murmured. "Don't let her do all of the work."

Hinata and Himawari grinned—maybe they had given Naruko a moment to get acquainted. But now it was time to treat their lover to something most men could dream of...a blowjob from three women at the same time. They leaned forward, taking position.

Himawari licked and lapped at the base of his shaft, licking her lips. Naruko merely kept bobbing her head back and forth, utterly lost in the act of sucking him off, probably not even registering anything but the fat dick stuffed inside of her mouth.

Sasuke couldn't help himself; he allowed his Sharingan to come forth, his black eye turning into a deep crimson.

He had a funny feeling that this was a moment he would want to remember. There was something so perfect about it, so serene. Watching the Uzumaki family submit to him as one was something to behold.

Yet, he knew it wouldn't be fun to just have Naruko blow him. Slowly, a smirk spread across his lips.

He tugged at the back of her hair, making the poor blonde gasp—he yanked her back, his cock slipping out of her mouth. She looked at him pitfully, a doe-like look in her eyes, precum and salvia dribbling down her chin.

"Don't look so disappointed," Sasuke murmured, his grip tightening in her hair. "I'm about to give you a taste of something much better than sucking me off."

Naruko breathed through her nose, her bosom heaving. "Are you- are you going to…?" She blinked up at him, wiping the salvia from her lips. "You're going to…"

"You know exactly what I'm about to do to you," he said. "I'm going to fuck you nice and good—just like I did to your wife and your daughter." The smirk on his lips grew slightly. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

Her breathing quickened—her heart raced. She blinked once, twice, thrice.

Then, as if her brain was finally catching up to the conversation, she gave him a rushed nod.

"What about us?" Himawari asked, biting her lip.

Sasuke glanced at her, chuckling. "You two have had plenty of fun today," he told her. "You can be patient and let someone else have the limelight for once."

She pouted up at him. He reached his free hand over, giving her an affectionate head rub.

"You'll be fine," Sasuke said. "Let your mom enjoy her first time with this dick."

Himawari chewed the inside of her cheek. "Fine," she said, sounding like a moody teenager. "But...I know she's technically my mom right now, but is that what we're supposed to call her?"

"I don't like the idea of calling her Naruto…" Hinata admitted. "At least, not while she's in that form. What do you think, honey? Any ideas?"

All three of them looked to the Hokage, who said nothing.

"Sweetie," Hinata gently said, giving her a light push on the shoulder.

"Huh?"

She started—blinking rapidly, the blonde looked from side to side.

"Babe." Hinata couldn't help but giggle. "We're trying to figure out what to call you while you're in that form."

"Oh, sorry...I guess I got a little distracted," she admitted, rubbing the back of her neck. 

Which had been obvious—she'd been blatantly staring at the mammoth cock that was still throbbing and twitching just a few inches away from them. Not that Hinata or Himawari could blame her.

"Hmm," the blonde hummed, a thoughtful look in her eyes. "You know...Jiraiya-sensei had a nickname for her. He liked to call my sexy jutsu form Naruko."

"Naruko…" Sasuke murmured. It felt nice on his tongue, the word sliding right off.

"I like it," Hinata said. "It's different, but it's still...you."

Himawari cracked a smile. "I've got to admit, just changing one letter feels a little corny...but you're right, Mom. It does suit you perfectly—Naruko."

Naruko flushed ever so slightly. "Thanks, I guess," she said, looking back and forth between the two of them. "What do you think, Sasuke?"

"I think we're all in agreement on what to call you," Sasuke told her. "Now—are you ready to get fucked, Naruko?"

To that, all she could offer was a frenzied nod.

He smirked, as he descended down on her...

Naruto inhaled deeply, feeling the cool air seep through his body. The sun had just fallen, and a chill had gone through the town. He could hear the churning of the building's heater, which had automatically switched on in tune with the temperature, yet had not been on long enough to have any significant effect.

He rubbed at his eyes.

Tired—he was tired. That wasn't uncommon in his line of work, but today, he was especially tired.

There was a knock at the door.

It opened and Sasuke stepped inside.

"I saw your text," the Uchiha said, lingering in the doorway. "What's up?"

"Come in, close the door," Naruto murmured.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow—he did as Naruto asked, flicking the lock once the door was shut. He sat in the chair opposite the Hokage's desk, his hands folded in his lap.

"What's this about?" asked Sasuke.

"It's about last night," Naruto said, leaning forward. "We need to talk about what happened."

The Uchiha frowned. "And what exactly is there to talk about, Naruto?"

Naruto exhaled.

"Maybe I misspoke…" the blonde admitted. "What I meant is that we don't need to talk about what happened."

"Elaborate," Sasuke said, waving a hand.

Naruto ran a hand through his hair. "I think we should forget about what happened last night; pretend like it didn't happen. We can still do the usual with Hinata and Himawari...but Naruko…" He exhaled. "I think Naruko should stay a memory."

Sasuke squinted at him, evaluating him, his head tilted to the side curiously.

"...what brought this on…?" he found himself asking. "From what I saw, it seemed like...Naruko enjoyed it."

Naruto had a steely look in his eyes. He smiled, ever so slightly, readjusting himself in his chair.

"She did enjoy it," Naruto admitted it. "She enjoyed it...a little too much." He gripped the desk hard enough to turn his knuckles white. "I—don't want to think about it," the blonde murmured. "I just want to put it behind us."

Sasuke exhaled.

"Okay," he said.

Naruko gasped.

Her blue eyes, wide as saucers, stared right into his.

Sasuke chuckled as he spread those dainty legs of hers apart.

She was soaking wet, oozing her liquids. Her arousal was palpable, from her puffy pink folds to the flushed tinge of her skin. And she was shaking, teeming with anticipation, with anxiety.

"Shh," he said, pressing a finger against her lip. "Stop moving so much."

"I- I can't," Naruko whispered.

He raised an eyebrow. "Either stay still or I'll make you."

"S-Sasuke," she whimpered, and his words certainly didn't help. Her entire body was vibrating as if she were on a massage chair—he held her thighs spread open, but she was wiggling, squirming so much that he couldn't have penetrated her if he wanted to.

"It's fine to be nervous," he murmured. "I understand. But I'm hungry…" He licked his lips, looking her gorgeous body up and down. "And I'm going to fuck you."

Sasuke leaned back slightly, head tilted to the side.

"Hinata, Himawari," he said.

The two girls sat up—they were beside them on the bed, watching the show with interest. "Yeah?" asked Himawari, who glanced at her mom and then back at Sasuke.

"Hold her down," Sasuke told them. "Don't let her move a muscle."

Naruko gulped.

"Are you sure…?" Hinata asked.

It wasn't Sasuke who spoke, but Naruko.

"D-do it," the blonde whispered. "I want...I can't stop myself from shaking. But I want to enjoy this."

Himawari and Hinata nodded in unison. "If you insist," said Hinata.

The two girls swept forward, clutching at Naruko's swinging limbs, holding them down. A leg and an arm each. They held her arms pinned up over her head, her legs spread nice and wide.

Naruko bit her lip, staring down at Sasuke's mammoth, twitching cock.

It jerked up against his belly; almost as if it could sense her eyes on it. If she didn't know better, she would think it was a living breathing thing with a mind of its own—and even though she knew better, Naruko still felt as if it were taunting her. Flaunting its overwhelming size with every throb and every twitch.

"Ready?" asked Sasuke, as he crept forward, resting that twitching beast against her slim belly.

"Yes sir," Naruko said, licking her lips. Even with Hinata and Himawari holding her still she was still shaking slightly. She looked from that beautiful member up into his eyes—the look in them was one of hunger, and it made her feel goosebumps up and down her arms.

"Alright then. No more fucking around."

And he meant it.

With his hand on the base of his member, Sasuke angled it perfectly...and pressed it up against her sopping, dripping wet entrance.

Naruko bit her lip. He smirked.

Then he thrust inside of her—just like that. A pump of his hips, and suddenly, Naruko was in heaven.

She could feel him humming inside of her. Every inch of his cock feeling oh so pristine, so perfect. He pushed, he pushed, he pushed...and she took every little bit he had to offer.

Her pussy was as perfect as they came; not only was she ungodly tight, but it wasn't to a point where he found it difficult to burrow his way inside of her. No, it was like Goldilocks, juuust right, and Sasuke found himself groaning as he eased inch after inch into that perfect little pussy.

"Fuck," Sasuke swore, putting his hands on her hips, bearing down on her with a hunger that had only just begun to be sated.

Hinata watched on with astonishment. Not so long ago, she'd been a faithful, happily married woman. Now in the span of just a few weeks, she had submitted to Sasuke...and watched as both her daughter and her husband-turned-wife did exactly the same thing. It was surreal; yet, at the same time, she couldn't deny how right it felt, to hold Naruko still as Sasuke claimed her.

As for Himawari, well…

She was an odd girl. The only thing she had on her mind was jealousy; wishing that it was her taking that dick and not her mom.

Naruko threw her head back, blue eyes widening.

Sasuke growled as he pumped his hips in and out of her. Thrusting deep enough that his thighs slapped against hers.

He could get used to this…

Addicted, even.

Naruko was mewing and moaning in tune with his thrusts, making the cutest little sounds imaginable. It made that beast in his chest roar with approval—was there anything more satisfying than having the Hokage moaning like a little bitch for his cock?

No, Sasuke thought. He could scarcely think of anything that came even close.

"Fuck," he moaned, as he palmed her breasts, squeezing them between his fingers. They were perfect.

He leaned down, taking one into his mouth. Suckling it greedily, running his tongue along the rosy nipple.

Being inside of her...it was wonderful. So tight, so warm, so wet. Quite literally as if it this pussy had been made for his cock. He grunted and groaned as he thrust into her, her little moans driving him to go harder, faster, deeper.

"Hold her still," Sasuke growled. 

Hinata and Himawari yelped—they tightened their grip on the blonde, but it was difficult, what with a fully grown man slamming into her at break-neck speeds. It was like trying to hold a piece of cloth still in the midst of a hurricane: totally fruitless. Yet they had their orders, and they had to try, even as their pussies burned with arousal from watching their lover go to work.

"Oh God," Naruko squirmed, as he kept at it. "Oh God is that-" She threw her head back, plump lips pressed together. "I think I'm- I think I'm going to cum…"

Hinata couldn't help but giggle. "You'll have to know which feels better afterward, honey; this, or your male form's orgasms…"

"This," Naruko chanted. "This this this, a million times this. Oh fuck you're so deep, Sasuke." Her chest heaved up and down—her tight little snatch clenched and squeezed around his considerable girth.

He was merciless; even as she grew closer and closer to the edge, he didn't stop, not for a moment. If anything he grew more intense, his thrusts more powerful, and Hinata and Himawari were struggling more and more to keep Naruko still as she was pounded into submission.

Her moans reached a crescendo—she couldn't even make human words after some time. All she could do was blink those pretty blue eyes and hope she would still be sane on the other end of the tunnel. That coil in her gut wound tighter, tighter, tighter…

And then it sprung.

Naruko came with the force of a dozen- nay, a hundred of the orgasms her male form experienced. It was incredible; she could taste the pleasure, see so clearly, feel the blood surging through her veins. It was so intimate, feeling Sasuke pulsate inside of her, his engorged appendage feeling right at home inside of her then.

The Uchiha grit his teeth as she tightened around him. It was too much, even for him.

She thought she was on top of the world...that nothing could beat the sensations that she was experiencing.

Then she felt him jam that cock all the way to the hilt inside of her, and let loose with a tremendous orgasm of his own.

Or in more plain terms: he creampied her right then and there, while her wife and daughter held her still. Her legs and arms jerked violently, but the two girls did their job, and Naruko was powerless. Sasuke thrust his hips back and forth, his hands wrapped around her waist, grunts falling from his mouth as jet after jet of hot cum spilled into her depths.

She was made of strong stuff; she was the Hokage for Christ's sake. She wouldn't pass out like Himawari or Hinata did, upon getting fucked and creampied for the first time…

...but she definitely came close.

Naruko blinked up at him, her mouth agape, as he held her down and made sure every last drop of his seed was deposited into her womb.

"Fuck," Sasuke swore, when he was finished. He unsheathed himself, his cock still hard, dripping juices and cum down onto the sheets.

She'd finally come down from her own high. Between the unbelievable orgasm she'd experienced and feeling all that hot cum shot in her...Naruko was in another universe. To be honest, she couldn't even think straight. Sasuke could shove a bill under a nose hereby declaring Uchiha supremacy in the village and she probably would have signed it.

Sasuke nodded at the other two. At last, they let Naruko down, and she fell on her back with a thump, cum already oozing out of her pussy.

"That was...amazing…" Naruko mumbled, staring up at him. "Goddamn."

He laughed. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said.

Without even thinking, Himawari had already stooped down, taking his member into her mouth and cleaning him off dutifully. Sasuke reached a hand down, ruffling her hair affectionately.

"What do you think, Naruko?" Sasuke asked. "Was it what you were expecting?"

Naruko chuckled. "God...that was not what I was expecting," she said, pushing sweaty blonde locks out of her eyes. "I thought it was going to be good. Instead, it was...heaven."

Sasuke couldn't help but smile.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said.

Hinata was beaming as well—she'd had her worries, but really, it seemed as if things were going swimmingly. Naruko was happy, full of cum, and seemingly content. Himawari looked to be having the time of her life cleaning Sasuke's cock off.

And Hinata was just happy that everyone else was happy.

Things really did seem to be looking up for them.

"Never again, huh?" Sasuke asked, pausing in the door.

Naruto offered him a soft smile, from where he was seated behind his desk.

"You can still have your fun humiliating me in front of Hinata and Himawari," the blonde said in jest. "That won't change. Just...let's leave Naruko in the past. I already told Hinata and Himawari this morning about it. They said they'd pretend like nothing happened."

Sasuke exhaled.

"Alright then," he said. "I guess I'll be seeing you tonight then. Hinata already sent me a text."

"I guess so," Naruto said, still smiling. "Take care, Sasuke."

The Uchiha lingered for a moment longer. Yet, there was nothing to say. With a nod, he let himself out of the blonde's office, the door closing with a thunk behind him.

Naruto stared at the door for a long while, his blue eyes conflicted.

He bit his lip, scratching his arm, then the back of his neck. He was exhausted—having tossed and turned all the previous night. Naruto needed something to distract him...luckily, he had plenty of work that could do just that.

With a heavy heart, the Hokage returned to his laptop, already thinking about an e-mail that he should have sent hours ago.