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Naruto's Fetish	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 233323 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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This is chapter 11. I'm planning on the next chapter to be the last, so I hope you enjoy these last couple of chapters. Without further ado... enjoy!
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His reaction was instantaneous - not even a split second wasted. He was one of the world’s most powerful shinobi, matched only by Naruto. Even in the throes of passion, he was constantly on guard, and it took less than a second for him to ensnare Sarada in a powerful genjutsu.
She swayed back and forth for a moment, a dazed look on her face. And then, she slumped against the door, dropping to the ground like a sack of potatoes. It was clear that she was unconscious, caught off guard by her father’s powerful eyes.
Sasuke unsheathed himself from between Himawari’s lovely tits, a look of clear panic on his normally stoic face. He leapt off of the couch, Himawari following close behind. Sasuke swept Sarada up bridal style, depositing her limp body onto the sofa. Himawari closed the front door, making sure it was locked.
“Oh… oh fuck…” Sasuke whispered, staring down at the sleeping form of his only daughter.
Himawari stood at his side, a mixture of disappointment and horror on her face. Disappointment because she hadn’t been able to drink down one of his loads - horror because her brother’s teammate had walked in on them. More specifically, walked in on her giving her father a titjob. ‘Oh fuck’ was indeed an appropriate action.
But… she couldn’t see why he was so panicked.
“What’s wrong, Sasuke-kun?” Himawari asked. “Can’t you just like… I dunno… erase her memory or something? You do have that fancy sharingan thingy.”
Sasuke glanced at her, a blank look on his face. “The sharingan isn’t magic, Himawari.” he murmured, his voice dark. “It doesn’t just fix every problem by default. I can show you my memories - I can bring repressed thoughts and feelings to light - but I can’t just get rid of her memories. It doesn’t work like that.”
“Oh…” Himawari mumbled. “This is bad. Like, really bad.”
“You’re telling me.” Sasuke said. He sighed, rubbing his forehead irritably. “I- ugh… fuck…!” he growled, kicking the side of the couch in anger. “This is fucked!” He ran his hands through his spiky hair, nostrils flaring. “Kami… it wasn’t supposed to come to this. This shouldn’t have happened, I-I should have been more careful…”
“Sasuke-kun,” Himawari said, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You need to calm down. Think. Getting angry isn’t going to help anybody. We can work through this together. Everything is going to be fine.”
He took a deep breath. “Alright.” Sasuke murmured. “Alright. She- she’s going to be out for a while. I made sure of that.” Sasuke took a step back, shuddering slightly. “Oi, dobe!” he hollered up the staircase. “Hinata! Get down here, now!”
The sound of footsteps. And then, the two came down the stairs, confused looks on their faces. They had been in the middle of one of their little roleplays - and as a result, both were completely naked. Sasuke decided not to question the collar wrapped taut around Naruto’s throat, not now at least.
“What’s wrong?” Naruto asked. “What… what’s Sarada-chan doing here?”
“Oh no…” Hinata whispered, pale eyes widening.
Sasuke sighed. “She… used a spare key to get in.” he said. “Himawari and I were… she saw us…” Another deep breath rocked his body. “Yeah…”
“Oh shit.” Naruto said, taking a step forward. “Sasuke, I-”
“Can it.” Sasuke snapped. “This is-” he restrained himself at the last moment, closing his eyes and attempting to calm himself down - before he did something he regretted. “We need to figure out what we’re going to do.”
“W-well…” Hinata said. “We can’t let her go. Sarada-chan is a… a bit of a gossiper, Sasuke-kun. She’d tell Chocho-chan about it, and then the entire village would know before long.”
“You’re right.” Naruto murmured. “I mean, maybe she would listen to me if I ordered her as Hokage to keep it a secret - but I doubt it.”
Himawari frowned. “What are we going to do then?” she said. “We can’t let her go out on her own. We can’t erase her memory. We can’t force or buy her silence. We’re… we’re… well, fucked.”
There was silence for a long moment. The four of them stood in front of the couch in a semi-circle, the only sounds being the gentle snores spilling from Sarada’s mouth.
“If no one else is going to say it…” Naruto began. “Then I will.” He turned to Sasuke, a serious look on his normally jovial face. “Without Sakura-chan, there’s no way we can force her to stay quiet. So… if you want to keep this under wraps… you’re going to have to break her, Sasuke.”
Sasuke stared at him. “What… what exactly do you mean by ‘break her’?” he said, eyes narrowed.
Naruto stared back at him unflinchingly. “What do you think I mean?” the blonde retorted.
The Uchiha’s hands tightened into balls. “You…” he murmured. “You have the audacity, the suggest that I… I do that, to my own fucking daughter?” He bared his teeth in a snarl.
Naruto sighed. “Hima, Hinata…” he said. “Would you mind stepping into the other room for a moment?”
The two Uzumaki women exchanged a glance.
“Of course,” Hinata said. “Come on, sweetie.” A hand on Himawari’s shoulder, she lead her daughter from the room - the two disappearing into the kitchen, out of earshot of the two men.
Naruto waited a while, to make sure they were truly gone, before rounding on Sasuke.
“What do you think this is?” he whispered, teeth gritted. He stepped up - until he was face to face with his age old rival. “You realize just how much we both have to lose if this gets out, right?” A pause. “My tenure as Hokage is over if the people find out about this. Konohagakure will be a laughing stock among nations, upon finding out that the ‘great Nanadaime Hokage’ is a cuckold.”
“I don’t see how that affects me.” Sasuke muttered.
“We’re best fucking friends, Sasuke.” Naruto said, pressing his finger into Sasuke’s chest. “Brothers, even. Konoha is the leader of this new world order, the spearhead of the peace that I dreamed of, that you dreamed of, that Itachi dreamed of. There’ll be nothing left of that order if they find out about this. Maybe I’m being overdramatic… but you have no idea the consequences that this could entail.”
Sasuke’s face hardened at the mention of his long deceased brother. “Go on…” he said grudgingly.
Naruto reached forward, putting his hands on both of Sasuke’s shoulders.
“Look,” he said. “You’ve fucked my wife. You’ve impregnated my daughter. Hell, you’ve even fucked me in my sexy jutsu form. Until now, this has been our dirty, filthy, twisted family secret. I’ve given almost everything up to you, Sasuke.” He closed his eyes, a serene on his face. “Please… just do this. For me. For Hinata, for Himawari.”
Sasuke was silent for a long time.
“Okay.” Sasuke said, his voice hardly above a whisper. “I’ll do it.” He swallowed a lump in his throat, mismatched eyes flickering to his daughter for a brief moment. “I’ll… I’ll break Sarada. She…” He paused for a moment. “I will make sure she won’t talk about what she saw.”
Naruto smiled. “Thank you, Sasuke.” he said. “Now… we can make this a little easier on you, I suppose. I have a plan. Want to hear it?”
Sasuke sighed. “What is it?” he asked.
The blonde’s smile widened. He leaned in - and whispered directly into Sasuke’s ear, his voice inaudible to anyone aside from the Uchiha himself.
Sasuke’s face twisted slightly. “Better than any plan I would come up with,” he admitted. “Let’s… ugh, fuck… let’s just get this over with.”
Naruto clapped on the shoulder. “It won’t be too bad,” he said, clearly attempting to cheer his friend up. “You’ve just gotta have a little faith.”
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Sarada jerked awake.
Papa! Papa and… and… Himawari, of all people! The image was clear in her mind. Her father, lying on his back - Himawari wrapping her breasts around his member, a grin on her face, a smile on Papa’s face… oh kami… oh what had she walked into? All she had wanted to do was ask Aunt Hinata if she could have dinner with them, and she had ended up seeing that instead.
Her hands were bound. That much was clear, with some sort of zip tie that refused to yield even to her chakra enhanced strength. It seemed to… absorb whatever chakra she built up in her knuckles - clearly a high quality, the kind that her… father… oh fuck.
Sarada opened her eyes. Was she… naked?
She glanced to her right, mouth dropping open as she caught sight of the Nanadaime Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto sitting beside her on the couch - as naked as she was, an interested look on his face as he watched the television at the far end of the room.
“N-Nanadaime-sama?” she gasped.
Naruto jerked up with a start. “Oh… you’re awake.” he said. “Heh… I’m sure you have a lot of questions, Sarada-chan.” Naruto murmured, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Questions?!” she said. “Like - why am I naked? Why are you naked? Why am I in your house, with my hands tied? Why the hell are Papa and Himawari fucking? You’re damn right I have a lot of questions!”
The blonde blanched slightly. “Man, you really are Sakura-chan’s daughter.” he said with a chuckle. “I can give you a few answers, I guess. Your naked because your clothes would only get in the way.” Naruto said. “I’m naked… mostly because it just isn’t as fun for me when I’m dressed. Your hands are tied because we can’t have you trying to escape. Satisfied?”
“What… what is this, Nanadaime-sama?” Sarada whispered. “What do you want from me?”
Naruto sighed. He leaned over, pinching her cheek with a sorrowful expression on his face. “You’re a good kid, Sarada-chan.” he said. “I didn’t want it to come to this. But… there’s no other choice. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, kiddo, and let’s just say your life is never going to be the same.”
Sarada gulped. “Are-” She paled. “What are you going to do to me?”
“I’m not going to do anything with you.” Naruto clarified. “You’re in for a wild night, Sarada-chan.” he said, a small smile on his face. “Buckle up.”
He turned, at the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Tou-san!” Himawari chirped. “Everything’s about ready up there.”
“You bitch!” Sarada snarled. She attempted to rise - but Naruto held her down with an arm. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, sleeping with Papa? You-”
Himawari chuckled. “Aww… don’t worry about it, Sarada-neechan.” she said, putting a finger on her chin cutely. “Sasuke-kun doesn’t have any problem.” A pause. “And neither does Auntie Sakura either.”
Sarada grit her teeth, watching as Himawari sat down on the other side of Naruto. It was strange - they were both naked, father and daughter, and yet they acted so nonchalant about it. As if it were a normal in their household. What the hell was going on?
“How… how long?” Sarada ground out. “How long have you and… and Papa been…” Her voice drifted off, but the implication was clear.
Naruto smiled. “Well… she couldn’t tell you an exact date.” he said lightly. “Although…” He reached a hand to the side, to rub Himawari’s navel affectionately. “I can give you a minimum. You’re about two months along, right, Hima?”
“Just about.” Himawari replied. “Mmm… I bet you’ve always wanted a sister, didn’t you, Sarada-neechan?” she said. “I hope you won’t mind if it’s only a half-sister, though.”
“No…” Sarada whispered. “No…”
“Have you thought of any names yet?” Naruto inquired. “You seem pretty sure that it’s going to be a girl, Hima. I mean…” he chuckled. “I thought Hinata and I were going to have two boys, one after the other.”
“A mother always knows.” Himawari said rather sagely.
Sarada could feel her mind go numb. It… it just wasn’t possible. Her Papa. He had not only slept with Himawari… but he had impregnated her? And Nanadaime-sama not only knew, but encouraged it?
She hardly noticed as Naruto and Himawari eased her off of the couch, one of them on either side of her. They dragged her up the stairs, Sarada dimly aware of a rapidly approaching squeaking and slapping, as they grew nearer and nearer to an open door about midway down the hallway.
Naruto and Himawari pulled Sarada into the master bedroom. She glanced up - and there it was. Her Papa, pounding a sex-crazed Hinata into the mattress missionary style. She watched as his long and thick cock speared her aunt in half, Hinata’s broken moans bouncing around the walls of her brain.
The father-daughter pair dragged her up to the foot of the bed, easing Sarada down onto her knees. She was so close. She could smell the combination of her Papa’s musk and Hinata’s arousal. She heard every slap of her Papa’s thighs as he drove himself in and out of her aunt’s hot and wet cunt. It was… entrancing. She couldn’t tear her eyes away, no matter how much her brain screamed at her to do so.
“Y-your wife…” Sarada whispered, glancing at Naruto for a brief moment.
“Yeah.” Naruto said simply, a glazed and distant look in his bright blue eyes. “Look at how much she enjoys it.” he whispered, his comparatively small member fully erect, poking against the side of the bed. “Kami, she’s so hot when she gets like this.”
Himawari was simply staring at the sight of her mother getting railed, with clear jealously in her eyes that were so like her father’s. “She’s so lucky, don’t you think?” Himawari whispered. “I’ve only been with Sasuke-kun for a few months. Kaa-san has been with him for over a decade.”
Ten years. That was how long this had been going on. Ever since she and Boruto had entered the academy, and Himawari had been a toddler, this… this affair had been happening. Was this really what her beloved Nanadaime-sama was? A man who was willing to watch his wife be moulded and reshaped by her Papa’s massive cock for a decade?
Sarada watched, as her Papa’s thrusts became quicker and more erratic. His member expanded slightly, and with a low grunt, he bottomed out inside of her aunt - his cock pulsating, balls twitching. His daughter could see every jet of cum as it passed along the length of his shaft, before being deposited in fat wads deep within the cunt of Hinata.
Hinata could only moan and whine, wriggling her hips as her well hung lover gave her a nice cream filling.
Sasuke pulled out of her. And then, he disappeared in a puff of smoke. A Kage Bunshin, Sarada dimly realized.
The cum-packed former Hyuga grinned dumbly. “Oh…” she moaned, as copious amounts of Sasuke’s seed leaked from her cunt, trailing down her thigh. She reached her hands down, spreading her pink folds open and allowing even more to drip out in a virtual waterfall. “Want a taste, Sarada-chan?” she said teasingly. “It’s good…”
Unsurprisingly, Sarada didn’t respond, merely gaping at the sight of her sweet, demure aunt acting like a whore right in front of her.
“Naruto-kun…?” Hinata chirped.
“You didn’t even need to ask, babe.” Naruto said, a grin on his face. He reached forward, grabbing Hinata’s legs and pulling her close to him. Like a man dying of thirst, he latched himself to her folds, slurping up cum and her juices alike.
Sarada felt something snap inside of her. Her idol… not only was he a cuckold… but he allow- no, loved being humiliated so. To eat out the creampie that another man had injected deep into your wife… that took a sort of twisted enjoyment she couldn’t even imagine.
He stopped after a moment, pulling back. Naruto licked his lips, before turning to Sarada, a sick grin on his face.
There was no time for her to react. In an instant, three sets of arm latched onto her - Hinata, Himawari, and Naruto all pulling her onto the bed. They laid her in the center of the king sized mattress. The trio retreated on the nearby couch, more than eager for the show that was to come.
And then he appeared in the doorway - Hinata and Himawari almost squealing in glee at the sight of him, muscles on display, hardened member hanging in between his legs.
Sarada’s eyes widened in fear, and dare she say it… excitement, as he strode across the room towards her. He slipped onto the bed, a soft look in his eyes as his gaze trailed the length of her naked body, from her pert breasts all the way down to her glistening folds.
There was a lump in his throat. His angel, oh his sweet little angel. He’d been there when she had been born - had been the second to hold her in his arms. And now here she was, bound in front of him, wet and ready for his member.
“I didn’t want it to come to this…” he whispered, brushing her cheek with his thumb. “But I have to do this, Sarada. You’ll enjoy it. I promise.”
“Papa…” she murmured. “You… you’re not going to… to take me… a-are you…?” She glanced down, at his enormous member - more suited for a breeding horse than for a man. “Y-you’re so b-big, P-Papa… i-it looks like i-it’d hurt…”
“Shh…” Sasuke said. “Just relax.”
He took it slow, and exceedingly gentle. Sasuke was never one to half-ass anything - and if he was going to do this to his daughter, he was going to do it right.
Sasuke took his time, intent on exploring every inch of her body. His hands ran up from the soles of her feet, to her long and smooth legs, past her wide hips, over her flat navel, teasing her perky breasts and rosy nipples, and all, all the way up to her plump lips.
It was quiet in the room. Incredibly so, silent enough that Sasuke could hear his fingers gliding over her skin.
The way she reacted to his touch, jumping and whimpering at every little teasing tap with his fingers. It didn’t take a brain surgeon to figure it out.
“You’re a virgin, aren’t you, Sarada…?” Sasuke whispered, silent enough so the other three in the room couldn’t hear him.
She froze, her eyes widening like a doe’s. There was nothing she could do, Sarada realized. Her father was doing this - here, now. Claiming her, in front of her aunt, her idol, her teammate’s sister. He was going to take his massive cock, and jam it into her, taking her virginity in the process. It was such a… a dirty thought, the idea of her father taking her innocence.
But… at the same time, she couldn’t deny the wetness that was prevalent in between her thighs. Her mind was screaming no, and yet her body was screaming the exact opposite. This was so wrong. So wrong…
“Maa… I wouldn’t worry about it.” he said, obviously attempting to comfort her. “I took your mother’s virginity. Himawari’s. Hinata obviously wasn’t one - but considering how tight she was the first time… she might as well have been.” Sasuke took a deep breath. “But, enough about that. We're going to start by focusing on your pleasure, Sarada.” he said, pulling back slightly, prying her legs apart. “Enjoy...”
He gave her no time to prepare. In an instant, his head was jammed in between her legs - hands clamped down on her thighs, keeping her cunt nice and exposed. With the finesse of an experienced lover, he began to eat her out - pink tongue slipping into her folds, lapping up her sweet juices.
Sarada could only whimper, and moan. Kami, why did it feel so… good down there. His tongue was like liquid fire against her molten core - every touch, every lick sending shivers of pleasure coursing up and down her spine. There… there was something coiling up inside of, just above her navel. It wound tighter and tighter, as Sasuke continued to work at her hot and wet folds.
He was ruthless, like a gladiator in an arena with a housecat. He showed no mercy, and even as she cried and begged for him to stop - to end this twisted nightmare, he continued with his assault.
Sure, perhaps it was a little unfair. He wasn’t going to be humble - he knew how to please a woman. You could ask Hinata, Sakura, Himawari… hell, even Naruko about that. And to match someone like him against an inexperienced virgin like Sarada was just asking for a one sided battle. She stood no chance beneath his skilled tongue.
“Papa…” Sarada whimpered, unable to help the mewl that escaped her lips. “Oh… oh kami…”
Hinata smiled. “She doesn’t even know what’s coming.” she said softly.
“Yeah…” Naruto and Himawari murmured dreamily.
Every inch of her willpower was being exerted in an attempt to stop herself from… from cumming beneath the caresses of her own father. But she was fighting a losing battle. It was over when his tongue flicked against her G-spot, Sarada rearing her head back and letting out a guttural moan as she came, her juices flowing down the length of her canal and directly into Sasuke’s waiting mouth. He slurped up her liquid honey greedily, relishing in the delicious taste of her juices.
She twitched in the aftermath of her orgasm, a thin sheen of sweat coating her skin. Sarada gasped for air, her chest heaving up and down.
Sasuke stared at her, a thin smirk on his face. “I told you that you’ll enjoy it, Sarada.” he said, pulling her close to him. “And I’m a man of my word.”
Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. His enormous member rested on her thigh, pulsating, so big and meaty that Sarada could feel fear rising in the pit of her stomach just at the sight of it. Would… would it even fit inside of her? It looked as if it would split her in half with ease. Sarada gulped. She hoped it wouldn’t hurt. At this rate, there was no stopping her Papa - whether she wanted him to or not. Her emotions felt jumbled, her mind running at a thousand kilometers per hour. She knew this was wrong. But why did it feel so good? Why was her body giving in so easily? It was sickening, and yet she simply couldn’t help it.
He wound an arm loosely around her torso, his other hand gripping the base of his cock. He pressed himself against her entrance, her pussy looking so small compared to his enormous member.
And with a soft thrust, he slid inside of her - the mushroom head entering with a fleshy pop. Sarada gasped, unable to help the flicker of pain that ran across her face. Fuck… he- he was so big, stretching her slit far past where it was meant to stretch. It wasn’t a pain as if she had been stabbed by a kunai - but rather, a persistent stinging as if a bee was continuously stinging her.
Sasuke frowned. He was no stranger to just how big he was. Naruto was average at best, and even then, Sasuke positively dwarfed the blonde’s size, making him appear like a child compared to him. He knew that it would ache for a while longer, until she got used to him. He didn’t really know what to do - and so, he decided to try and alleviate her pains, if just a bit.
He leaned down, until his hot breath was against her ear.
“You know…” he whispered. “I never asked for any of this.”
Sarada groaned, as he sunk another inch deeper into her. “W-w-what do you mean…?” she managed to get out, her voice hoarse.
“I was happy, you know.” Sasuke murmured. “I had a loving wife, I had you… things were perfect for me. But… he, he came into my house - he sat in my kitchen, and as- no, begged for me to sleep with his wife. I didn’t know what to say, but he was so persistent… I just gave in. Sakura was alright with it, and so, I came over here, and I think you can figure out what happened next.”
“W-wait…” Sarada whispered, eyes widening. “M-Mama… Mama really k-knows about t-this…?”
“Oh… she knows, Sarada.” Sasuke said. “Not only that, but she loves it. The idea of having Hinata and Himawari lusting after me and my cock, knowing that she was the one that I’d always return to in the end.” A pause. “Himawari… she walked in on Hinata and I, just like you did. And she came onto me. I took her right there in front of Naruto, and he watched with glee as I corrupted his innocent little daughter.”
Sarada was dimly aware of the fact that he had sunk another inch deeper into her. The pain was a long distant memory - the pleasure swiftly building.
“W-what’s your point, Papa?” Sarada cautiously asked.
Sasuke inhaled. “I never thought it would come to this, Sarada.” he admitted, honesty prevalent in his tone. “But… Naruto explained it best. I wanted, oh I wanted so bad to be able to trust you to keep our dirty little secret - but I know you. I know that nine times out of ten, you’d have rushed out of here and told the entire village about what we do in this house.” He leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers. “Up until now… I’ve been toying with you.” Sasuke whispered. “Playing with you, building you up. But from here on out, I’m not holding back. I can’t leave any room for error - and so, by the time I’m done with you… you’ll be no better than Hinata or Himawari or Sakura. A slut, begging for my cock, for my cum.” He pressed a chaste kiss to her cheek. “I’m sorry, Sarada.”
He pulled back, gripping her hips tightly. Sasuke reared back, pulling out until just the tip of his cock was left inside of her - and then, with a low roar, slammed himself into her. His enormous member burrowed its way through her tight and hot cunt, eventually battering against her cervix like a ram against a castle gate.
“Oh… fuck…!” Sarada blurted. It was instant. The coil in her stomach tightened and burst in a split second, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her. One thrust. That was all it had taken, and she had cum. He- he had been taking it easy on her. Oh… oh kami, she didn’t stand a chance, did she? Her mother, Aunt Hinata - they were some of the strongest people she knew, and even they had been felled beneath the assault of her father’s massive cock.
She sounded less like the beautiful, smart young woman she was - and more like a dying animal as Sasuke truly began to fuck her.
Every thrust was designed to penetrate as deeply and as effectively as possible. He angled his member, ensuring that every inch of her inner walls was properly reshaped by his mammoth cock.
Sarada realized just how… how small she was compared to her father. Everything about him completely and totally dwarfed her - his burly and muscular frame, his large and dominating hands, and that was without even mentioning the massive cock that was on the verge of being too big for her aching pussy. He was anywhere and everywhere all at once, all around her. All she could see was him. All she could smell was him. All she could feel… was him.
She lost track of how many times she had came. What… what was this? Was this even fucking possible? She couldn’t believe that this was reality. No man… no man should be able to do this to her. She felt like a child again, before this titan of masculinity that was her father. He was breaking her, and all she could do was moan and whimper as he did it.
Her hands were free from their restraints. And yet, all she did was wound them around her father’s torso, pulling him even deeper inside of her.
“Y-Yes…!” she whispered. “Ugh… oh… oh Papa… yes, please…!”
“Fuck,” Sasuke growled, grinding his hips against hers, his mushroom head rubbing up against her cervix. “You’re so tight, Sarada.” He took a deep breath, not halting in his thrusts for even a split second. “I know I shouldn’t enjoy this. But, I just am.” He chuckled, a shiver running down Sarada’s spine. “I’m going to cum inside of you.” Sasuke whispered. “I’m going to fill you with my jizz, I’m… I’m going to claim you as mine. At least this hole in particular. There’s still two more I need to work over, just to… make sure that you remain silent.”
It was clear in her mind, what had occurred about twenty minutes before. The sight of her father packing Aunt Hinata full of his seed - the look of euphoria on her face, the way the cum had dripped from her slit… and he was going to do the same thing to her. A shudder ran through her body, and she came once more just from the mere thought.
“Pleaseee…!” she whimpered. “P-please cum inside of me, Papa. I-I need it!”
Oh, how she had fallen.
Hinata, Himawari, and Naruto silently watched what was transpiring on the bed. It was a sort of ritual, Naruto supposed. There was a reverence in their eyes as they watched the claiming of Sarada - Hinata and Himawari growing incredibly wet, and Naruto’s puny erection jutting upwards like a tower.
All three of them knew there was nothing quite like the first time. It was a height that just couldn’t be reached - although you certainly could come close. On that bed, Hinata had been claimed. Himawari had been claimed. Naruko had been claimed. And now, Sarada was being claimed. If those sheets could talk… they were sure to have many, many stories to tell.
Sasuke knew that he was drawing close. His shaft throbbed, and expanded. His ball sac tightened up, great quantities of cum ready to be delivered within them.
With one last, vicious thrust, he broke through the barrier of her cervix - the last of his enormous member slipping into her hungry womb. That was it for him, and with a growl, he came deep inside of her.
She could feel every spurt of his cock as it jettisoned an enormous load into her most inner place. Warmth swiftly spread out inside of her body, his seed so potent and thick, able to fill her womb up to the brim with just a few shots. He pulled out, and fired the last few ropes of cum over her flat stomach, staining her skin white with his jizz.
Just as her mother, just as Hinata and Himawari and Naruko had before, Sarada was claimed. Unconsciousness beckoned to her - and there was nothing she could do as she slowly began to slip into the black abyss, her womb full of cum, and a slutty grin on her face.
But, before she passed out, she saw one last thing.
Sasuke leaned down, pressing a kiss against her forehead. “Sleep well, Sarada.” he said. “You’re mine now.”
And then, there was blackness.
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For the second time in recent memory, Sarada jerked back to consciousness.
There was no temporary amnesia. There was no denying the warmth that was inside her. She knew exactly what had happened - her father, her Papa, had taken her. He had fucked her into the mattress, filled her with his jizz, had claimed her as his, and his alone.
Dark eyes gently fluttered open.
She wasn’t on the bed anymore, but rather on the couch that was beside it. Her legs were propped up on the side of the sofa - presumably so as to not allow any of the sweet cum packed into her to spill from her gaping slit.
Sarada glanced at the bed, a sleepy smile on her face. Her vision was blurred - but it took her only a moment to locate her glasses on a nearby nightstand, she slipped them onto her face, blinking rapidly as her sight was restored.
And there on the bed, was an orgy that she just had to assume happened rather frequently in the Uzumaki household.
Naruto, flat on his back. Himawari splayed out on top of him, also on her back. Hinata straddling her hips, passionately making out with her daughter without any sense of decency. And of course, Sasuke - behind Hinata, pounding her like an animal unleashed.
The blonde Kage was in the perfect position to feel everything. Every thrust that rocked his wife’s body. Every single one of her moans, as Sasuke filled her in ways he could never even dream of. His own erection pressed eagerly against Himawari’s thigh - although it was ignored by the three women of the room, a mere distraction compared to the incredibly long and thick cock that was pumping in and out of the Uzumaki matriarch.
It wasn’t long before they were done, Sasuke depositing a load deep within the womb of Uzumaki Hinata.
“Sarada-chan…!” Hinata cooed, a slurred grin on her face at the feel of the cum sloshing about inside of her. “Come… come join us!”
There was no hesitation in her dark eyes, as she eased herself off of the couch. She rose to her feet - whimpering as great quantities of her father’s cum trickled down her thigh and onto the carpet below. She limped over to the bed, crawling onto the mattress to join her fellow cum sluts and her Papa.
It was late. Sakura was still busy in Kirigakure with her humanitarian efforts - and as such, they all had plenty of time to continue their pleasure another day.
In the end, they all fell asleep. Sasuke was in the center of the bed - surrounded by Hinata, Himawari, and Sarada, sleepy smiles on their faces as they pressed closer and closer to his warmth. And Naruto, on the outer edge of the bed, a good foot away from the other three. His hand was wound loosely around Hinata’s waist, although it was clear her attention was focused… elsewhere.
Of course, this story wasn’t done quite yet. There was still one more thing Sasuke had to do - something that he should have done a long time ago. A plan was already put together in his mind, and soon, he would put it into action.
For now, however, he would sleep. He would bide his time, and wait… until the perfect moment arose for him to strike.
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