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The Conquering Hero	By : CyberXIII & CyberXIII & CompassOpposites Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 630060 -:- Recommendations : 14 -:- Currently Reading : 28
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NotherAnonymousPleb: Well, sorry, but unrealistic sizes happens to be our fetish.

TheSinful: Well of course.

DesertFox: Yeah, we’re kinda sick of all the Sasuke-ness.

Tanky1000: Well, considering how slow this chapter’s coming along, I’m glad you decided to check out the first one.

TheDerangedOne: Yeah, I like numbers too. Glad you liked it. As for Incubus, that chapter IS coming along...just slowly.

Chapter 2:

When Naruto woke up, it was to find that the feminine weight lying on top of him was a lot heavier than i was when he had fallen asleep. Opening his eyes, he saw that Sakura was somehow even more bloated than before, groaning and gurgling helplessly atop him.

It seemed that even in his sleep, he had continued thrusting and jizzing inside her, his energetic shota-dong not tiring with the rest of him.

“So how did you sleep, Sakura?” Naruto asked smugly, grabbing her hips and beginning to give her overused asshole hard, slow thrusts.

“Kuh-ghleegh~!” she gurgled in response.

Giving a particularly hard thrust, Naruto tilted her head back to look at her face, only to feel a strange mix of guilt and pride at what he saw.

It seemed like his crush had not gotten a lot of actual sleep, by any means, because her eyes, completely rolled back and slowly leaking tears, had large bags beneath them. Her mouth was slack, with her tongue lolling out, drooling down her chin and onto her bust and enlarged belly.

Her response to his question was apparently a complete fluke, because her expression set off another explosion of nut cream deep into her already flooded insides. Sakura failed to react in any way to it at all, nor the hard slams of his hips into her bright red asscheeks as he jerked himself off with her hole.

GIving a few lazy pumps of his hips to wring out the last of his seed, Naruto gently rolled her onto her side and slid out of her. Despite several hours of continuous, albeit slow use, his cock was looking hard and ready for more. It was exceptionally filthy however...

A sharp “Whap!” sound rang out as he cockslapped her slack face, poking her limp mouth with his head.
“Clean up your mess.” He ordered, wondering if her body would obey even if her brain seemed to have shut down completely.
No such luck, unfortunately, her only response was to drool and burble.

Shrugging, Naruto grabbed her messy pink hair and eased himself into her mouth. He didn’t go very deep, not wanting to risk choking her. It was enough that his movements caused a steady ‘gluk, gluk, gluk’ as his slowly cleaned the top six inches or so of his cock with her flopped tongue and excess saliva.

“There we go,” he declared, pulling out and nodding at his partially cleaned cock, “See you around Sakura-chan, we have to do this again sometime!” he called over his shoulder as he left the room.

Since the two had made such a straight line towards her room the previous night, his clothes were very easy to find. He barely even broke stride as he journeyed towards her door, covering himself steadily as he went.

Leaving the Haruno residence, Naruto took a deep breath of the fresh, morning air and smiled a wide grin. The past few days had been fantastic, and the upcoming ones promised to be just as amazing.

Speaking of, his recently softened prick jerked to life in his shorts as he saw and recognized an early morning shopper come around the corner in the distance.

Yamanaka Ino, in all her blonde bimbo glory, was out to run a few quick errands before her family’s flower shop was set to open.

Naruto marvelled at her body, just drinking in the sight for a few seconds. Clearly she was taking the day off, because her clothes were completely useless for ninja duties: A purple halter top draped across her budding bosom, technically covering them but hiding nothing, leaving her lean belly bare. The fabric clung tightly to twin C-cup mounds, which stood high and proudly perky, jiggling with every step. Her skirt was nowhere near as short as Satsuki’s, but even without flashing her panties, it still fell along the perfect, spherical peach of her bubble butt. Her long ponytail bobbed and swayed behind her, enticing Naruto with the desire to pull on it. Her skin, like Sakura’s, was pale, creamy and perfectly smooth.

He went right for her in his typical fashion. “Ooooi, Ino-chan!” he called, waving, “What’s up?”

The blonde turned, her ponytail swishing around her in a way that seemed almost practiced. Her sky-blue eyes widened as she took in Naruto’s appearance, from his tight shirt to his ill-fitting shorts. How the sweat glistened off his young, hairless, dark-tanned skin. She swallowed, licking her suddenly dry lips, eyes drifting lower and widening sharply at the blatant erection bobbing around in his baggy orange shorts.

A sharp flapping caught her attention behind the boy however, and she caught sight of the small Haruno family flag atop the building Naruto was jogging straight away from. Her eyes once again darted back to him, noticing the ruffled clothes, even wilder hair and, most telling, the long wet spot appearing from inside his shorts.

Ino wasn’t innocent by any means; while having never had sex, she was an avid follower of the bartering system. If she could get an outfit she wanted for 90% off in exchange for a bit of time throating some clerk’s cock until he spurted his load down her esophagus, she would, and had, absolutely done it. She knew up close just how musky men smelled when they worked up a proper sweat.

Her previous experience with this smell was utterly dwarfed by the stench radiating off of Naruto though. Her nostrils flared when he was a full 10 feet away, and by the time he was within 5 her knees were weak, her nipples were hard, and her pussy was rapidly warming up.

She licked her pouty, full lips again, immensely pleased when Naruto’s gaze jumped to them instantly. “Good morning, Naruto-kun. I’m doing a bit of morning shopping, why don’t you join me?” she offered with a salacious smile.
Naruto jumped at the offer, “Of course Ino-chan, I’d be happy to help!”

Ino brought a hand up to her lips, running her index finger across them in ‘thought.’ “I’m afraid I skipped my breakfast smoothie. I don’t suppose you could help me find something nice, creamy and thick to drink, do you?”

Naruto saddled up next to her, the musk coming off him causing her breathing to speed up. He wrapped an arm around her waist, boldly clapping a hand on her ass, palming one of her perfectly round cheeks through her skirt. “I think I know just the thing,” he claimed with a heated murmur, grin shifting to a smirk.

CH

Miso Uzumaki found herself marching around the village, on her day off, with a twitching eye and her teeth clenched. Her brother hadn’t come home the night before, and her mother would just titter with that insufferably smug look on her face whenever Miso would ask about him.

Naruto had promised to take her to Ichiraku a few days ago, and she was aiming to collect. The fact that she had to search the whole damn village for him instead of calling to him from across the hall had her mood plummeting.

She hadn’t even had her first bowl of ramen for breakfast! No sane human being could truly blame her for being in such a terrible mood with these conditions, right?

A little growl escaped her at the mental image of a bowl of ramen flying away from her, heavenly white wings flapping majestically as it escaped her hungry mouth. “Nii-san…this time, I’ll empty out your wallet, dattebare!” she swore to herself.

She was broken out of her internal rant by a voice. “Oooh, yeah, right there, Ino-chan.”

“Huh? That’s Nii-san’s voice, isn’t it?” wondered Miso.

She heard another moan, accompanied by a nasty, wet gagging noise. The twin-tailed blonde flinched in surprise and looked around, trying to figure out where it came from.

“HHHhhhhgghghll~!” This time Miso heard the sound quite clearly from a nearby alleyway; choked gurgle, like someone with a tremendous object lodged in their throat.

Sounds like someone’s in trouble-ttebare! Miso pressed herself up against the side of the building and peered around the corner. If something bad was happening, then she needed to-

She stopped cold, her eyes wide, her jaw hanging open.

Her brother! Her brother was back, in the alleyway, and he was...was...

“Nnngh,” groaned the Uzumaki prince, head lolling back in ecstasy, “Y’know, Ino, you look like you c-could use a bit more for breakfast, so you can just eat this meat for as long as you like!”

He leaned against the wall, both hands supporting him against it. A kneeling girl was between him and the wall, clearly choking on something. Miso couldn’t see who exactly it was, what with his hips in the way, but judging by his words and her clothes…

The hyperactive blonde couldn’t quite focus on that, however, her eyes fixated on the two huge, hairless nuts that swung from between Naruto’s muscled thighs. His pants had long since been dropped, letting them hang free, totally shameless. Miso couldn’t believe her eyes! She had of course been educated on male anatomy, never before had she seen any man, let alone her own brother, so hung!

A part of her wondered; if Naruto was this virile, masculine, and powerful now, what would he be like in a few years? Absently, Miso pictured him as a spiky-haired stud, built like a greek god, yet hung like a stallion.

Her fingers trailed down to her shorts, slipping into the front while she watched the action unfolding before her.

Ino’s eyes rolled back in her head as Naruto used her throat as a masturbation aid. She gagged erotically on Naruto’s thick, meaty shaft, her eyes rolled up. All she could do was suck and swallow, uselessly flailing the bulging underside with her tongue. Her jaw was pried so far open by his girth that even if she wanted to she couldn’t close it.

Rivulets of clear saliva spilled from her ovaled lips, running down to his swinging cum-tanks, as well as her chin and chest, soaking her prodigious bust. Her slender neck bulged obscenely from the huge tube stuffing it, which pulsed eagerly, spurting with more precum. Naruto grabbed the base of her long pigtail and began to pump his hips, drawing forth more wet gagging and sputtering as his prick pistoned in and out of her throat pussy.

He slammed her down all the way, nose pressed into his pubis, and grunted as his cock jerked and spasmed inside its warm temporary home. Gritting his teeth, Naruto felt the orgasm building, pushing its way up through the shaft and visibly making his great cock swell before he blew his load inside her.

Naruto kept his hands locked around her head, his hips thrust up to her face, her nose nestled in his blonde pubes as his nuts smacked into her chin.

Ino feared she might drown as each spurt of thick, gooey cum shot down her gullet. How much did he have!? She knew men were only supposed to cum for a few spurts, not great bucket loads!

Her pussy streamed with juices, soaking through her panties to dribble onto the ground, her moans thrumming against the meaty shaft plugging up her throat. His great, ponderous, pendulous testicles twitched and clenched mightily, purging as much of their hot, fertile load as possible in audible squelches.

Miso finally tore herself away from the sordid sight and fled, gasping and clumsily still rubbing herself all the way home. All the while, the vision of her big brother’s face screwed up in pleasure was burned into her mind. She had to wonder how such a feeling could be attained on her own…

Meanwhile Naruto continued to thrust his hips, spearing his newest whore’s mouth at a more languid pace and still jizzing. He’d given her a generously heaping helping of her ‘morning smoothie’ and then some. Her flat belly bulged out steadily, packed full of boy-slop that just kept pumping in. Ino’s difficulty in breathing was such that she felt ready to pass out, the lightheadedness bringing with it a sense of euphoria.

Finally, with a wet, sticky slurping, Naruto pulled himself free, groaning as Ino’s cheeks hollowed out in an unconscious vacuum-suck. It was torturously slow going for him, his toes curling as the pressure prolonged his orgasm, until finally, when his fat head was left inside her mouth, he accidentally popped off again. Hot, porridge-like sperm flooded her cheeks and drowned her tongue in one long, fat burst.

The sudden immersion in such a heavy, viscous and manly taste made Ino cum, squealing against the cockhead in her lips as her empty pussy quivered and gushed.

Finally, he freed himself with a sticky, wet pop, a strand of jizz connecting his slit with the platinum blonde’s swollen, puffy lips. She knelt before him, dazed and content with her cheeks packed full of his nut-batter. A little of the cum spilled out of her mouth, making her swallow it back, but more spilled out of her bulging cheeks.

Naruto patted her on the cheek, smirking, as he pulled away entirely.

“Good girl, Ino. I gotta go home now, don’t want my parents to get upset later…”

He tucked himself away, and walked out, completely carefree, leaving a fucked stupid Ino to lie there for ages.
Unbeknownst to him, Miso followed him, deeply aroused...

CH

The blonde young lady’s fingers shlicked and pumped in and out of her spasming twat, three at a time, her squeals muffled by the shirt clenched between her teeth. Her full, lush breasts bounced about in the open like two sun-kissed meat-buns, gently jiggling and wobbling with her movements. Miso whimpered, arching her back slightly as her delicate fingers found a particularly good spot that made her gush.

And yet, no matter how much juice flooded from her tight, scarcely-touched quim, the heat in her belly refused to die down. The image of her brother’s naked sack was burned into her eyes, sloshing with musky, virile seed. It called to her deepest, most womanly instincts, making her writhe and whimper. Experimentally, Miso shakily reached up with her free hand to grope one of her generously endowed titties, sinking her fingers into the soft, fatty flesh.

A moan escaped her as her digits dug into her boobflesh, compressing it and setting off a jolt of pleasure. She squeezed again and again, finding the perfect amount of pressure to use, occasionally wincing as she got too enthusiastic.
It wasn’t enough though, the heat in her belly wouldn’t subside, it just grew and grew.

Her head shot up as she heard her brother’s distinctive footsteps come down the hall. He must have been in a hurry, because within a minute he had entered his room and the distinctive sound of running water.

Body aching with need, Miso’s bare feet started moving long before her brain ever entered the equation and she started sneaking towards his room, not even bothering to get dressed.

She quickly found his door was actually cracked open, as was his bathroom door, and happily pressed her face against the crack to peer inside.

In the bright light, it was all too easy for her to see Naruto. Her big brother had his back to her, letting her see just how well his ninja training had sculpted his lithe back muscles. She could tell, when he got older, he’d be a true studly ninja, a man that could manage a harem of women! As he tossed his shirt into the hamper, she settled into a more comfortable position, squatting with her legs wide so that she could resume masturbating. She shivered, a blissfully perverted smile spreading across her face as she blushed, spying on her brother as he stripped down.

Miso gasped as he turned towards the door, though he didn’t see her, tugging down his pants, and she was greeted by the awe-inspiring sight of his massive cock tumbling out. It dropped nearly all the way to his knees, a heavy, dense length of boy-meat that swung gently between his thighs. Just the sight of it made her breath hitch, her pistoning fingers speeding up; it was astonishing that her brother couldn’t hear her heated panting and the shlick-shlick-shlick of her fingers plunging deep into her soaked, fertile hole. She drank in the scent, the heavy masculine scent that belonged to her brother’s virile weaponry, mixed with the humid steam of the shower.

Her libido, freshly awakened and still in top gear from her earlier masturbation, overpowered her common sense. The fact that this was her own brother that she was ogling and gushing over simply did not occur to her lust-drowned brain. Her plump, juicy pink lips, parted in a breathy gasp, tingled with the urge to just go in there and suck on that dangling hunk of meat. To feel his strong muscles overcome her soft, plush femininity…

Naruto didn’t hear the door opening, what with the shower running hot. Nor did he think to look back and see his horny twin crawling on all-fours towards him, her sun-kissed curves on full display. Her full, perky funbags swayed and wobbled underneath her, just the perfect size and firmness for a man to reach out and grab, nipples stiff and aching to be sucked.
However, there was no way he wouldn’t notice when Miso suddenly glomped onto his muscular back, slender arms wrapping around his ribs, and squishing those juicy orbs into his shoulderblades. “O…Onii-chan~” she moaned, and that single word went right to his groin.

His thick, flopping cock surged upwards, blood pumping into it to engorge and harden the thick, brawny muscles as Naruto groaned, looking over his shoulder to see his twin sister in heat. She leaned heavily on him, panting, face flushed, eyes glazed over with dumb, animalistic lust. In the face of such a prime breeding stud like her brother, she’d gone absolutely weak in the knees.
Naruto shivered. That relatively tiny hand felt so good around his shaft, and it only grew more pleasurable as she started to stroke it.

“Miso...we...we shouldn’t. You know what would happen.” The words sounded weak and ingenuine even to him as they left his lips. He wanted this. His sister’s warm, plump, feminine body felt perfect on his, and he wanted to take the ultimate pleasure from her.

Miso responded by grabbing that dick she craved so badly at the base, squeezing the hard, dense muscle. “I don’t care! I want you, brother, and you want me! Please, don’t ignore me now. Don’t just toss me aside so you can bone everyone else!”
She clung to him, her breasts mashed lewdly against his muscled back, her lips pressed into his neck as she whispered to him. She continued the impromptu handjob. “Let me make you feel good, onii-chan.”

Naruto turned to face her, and smiled. “Alright.”

CH

Kushina sighed as she stepped into the doorway. She was tired.

It seemed like her list of chores would never end.

Abruptly, upstairs she heard a familiar voice. A pair of familiar voices, in fact.

“Ah~! Onii-chan, it won’t fit in there~!”

A chuckle behind her. “Don’t worry, Miso, I’ll make it fit. If Kin could take it, I know you could.”

Kushina took another couple steps up the stairs, listening in to the muffled thumps, groans, and moans of pleasure.
As she grew nearer, the voices grew louder and more frantic.

She came near Naruto’s room, hearing a rhythmic fap fap fap of skin on skin. The telltale sounds of two people making love in her son’s room.

Kushina put two and two together and flushed as red as her hair. Her children were fucking!

However, unlike any normal mother, who might barge in on them and give them a verbal flogging, the Uzumaki MILF only remained where she was, listening to her twins copulating like a pair of wild monkeys. A small smile spread across her face, before she nodded. “Sounds like they’ve got some healthy libidos,” she told herself, “Hopefully one of them is responsible enough for protection!”

Chuckling, she bustled off, her wide, child-rearing hips swaying hypnotically, but naturally, leaving Naruto and Miso to continue rutting.
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