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A Lewd New World	By : EvilFuzzy Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 74834 -:- Recommendations : 12 -:- Currently Reading : 24
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A Lewd New World
A Naruto smutbunny
By
EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.
(setting out on a new mission!)

Sakura awoke feeling profoundly satisfied. She felt a warm tingling in her belly, and a pleasant buzz in her nether regions. Her body felt so loose and floaty, like she could have hopped right to her feet and started walking on air. Even the faint ache of her privates was nothing before the sense of utter spiritual release which filled her body.
She smiled, blushing faintly and feeling her heart flutter at the memory of last night. The surroundings of the Uzumaki house brought it all flooding back the second she opened her eyes. The confessions, the feuding, the reconciliations, and the sex.
Oh, lordy, the sex. It was everything she could have hoped for, and so much more. It had been magnificent, incredible, mind-blowing and fulfilling. She finally understood with one hundred percent clarity why everybody went so wild for her teammate's cock. It really was unlike anything else she had ever felt.
Blush deepening, Sakura purred a little in spite of herself.
What she did the day before had been done on a whim, confessing feelings she had only recently begun to come to terms with, admitting affection, admiration, and oh so much more for Naruto Uzumaki. From the moment she had conceded to Ino's wish to have Naruto join in on their fun yesterday, everything had just sort of clicked. Part of her now wondered why she had always refused to see it, before.
What happened yesterday may have been a spur of the moment whim, but Sakura Haruno did not regret it one slightest bit.
"Ahhh... last night was wonderful, Naruto..." she cooed sleepily, sitting up.
Then she blinked.
Sakura did not see anyone else here.
"...eh?" she said. "Where are they?" she wondered to herself. "Where did everyone...?"
Standing up, Sakura grabbed a towel that she had apparently been using as a blanket and wrapped around her body. She glanced curiously around the seemingly empty room.
Or at least, she'd THOUGHT it was empty...
"Ah, Sakura-kun," came the voice of the Yellow Flash, Mina Namikaze, momentarily startling the Haruno lass. "You're up, I see."
Mina clasped her hands in front of her bountiful chest, wearing naught but the tatters of a badly shredded apron. And his covered basically nothing, reaching scarcely below even her nipples. There was a look of considerable contentment on her face, though, cheeks rosy and eyes twinkling.
"Hehe, and looking pretty sexy in that towel, too..." added Kushina, whistling wolfishly and leering at the petite pinkette. "I usually prefer my gals more full-figured, but that body seems to suit you really well~" She was dressed in a dark green kimono, a pinkish flush to her own cheeks as she ogled the young medic-nin.
"M...Mina-sama..." said Sakura, feeling immensely abashed (and more than a little aroused) at the full-frontal view she was getting of that blonde bombshell's killer body. "Kushina-sama... you're up, too?" she said a touch lamely, unable to articulate anything more complex when faced with the sight of the pair.
"We are indeed," chirped Kushina. "Up and at 'em and rarin' to go, as they say!" She winked at Sakura, making the girl blush and squirm a touch nervously.
Glancing around bashfully, feeling very awkward talking so casually to two such famous kunoichi as Naruto's parents, Sakura noted that they were the only ones in the room.
"Ah," she said. "Where is everyone else?"
"Naruto, Hinata-chan, and Sasuki all went to Hokage tower," said Mina brightly. "Lady Tsunade wanted a word with them, I guess."
"Probably for a mission, right?" said Sakura.
"Maybe," said Kushina, shrugging dismissively. "But as for the slaves, they're busy practicing their routines. Samui, Karui, and Omoi have plenty to teach those four about exotic dancing!"
Sakura sweat-dropped.
"Is that so..." she said softly. "Well, I imagine Ino will have a lot of fun doing it... that sort of thing is something she's always been good at."
"Stripping?" said Mina.
Sakura shook her head, smiling a little. "No, dancing. She's got a very good body for that kind of thing."
Kushina nodded, stroking her chin.
"Yes, yes," she said. "She's got a very good and wiry body, flexible and lean, but still with enough curves to really bounce around, if you know what I mean. Super buxom women like Samui or Hinata, or even those Suna sisters, might make more money at the entry level, but someone like Ino is really better suited to becoming a master of the art than most of her peers."
Sakura boggled momentarily at how effectively and shrewdly Kushina had said all of this. Maybe the woman wasn't that great of a ninja, according to herself, but she seemed to know stripping like nobody else.
Mina giggled warmly. "Yes," she said. "Just like you, dear~❤"
Kushina blushed cutely. Raising her hands to her cheeks, she squealed girlishly and bent forward a little, sticking her bum out at her lover as she wriggled her body.
"Ohhh, you~~~!" she cooed, tittering and batting her eyelashes at Mina. "You know just how to make this old lady's heart go all aflutter~"
Mina smiled lovingly, placing a hand gently on her wife's posterior. She squeezed, visibly kneading a generous handful of the redhead's buttocks through the fabric of her dress.
Sakura blushed, averting her gaze shyly.
Then she paused, realizing something.
Wait... she thought. That still leaves three... Where are Kumiko and those maids? she wondered, before furtively shooting a sidelong glance at Mina and Kushina.
A bit of blood trickled from her nose, watching the two beginning to really go at it.

Shuriken, check.
Kunai, check.
Explosive notes, check.
Naruto nodded to himself, doing a mental inventory of his weapon supplies. While combat was not strictly guaranteed on their mission, it never hurt to be prepared. They were going to be making contact with those Akatsuki, after all, and Orochiko. Even for him, those would be dangerous people to cross.
The blond smiled at the slight heft of the standard issue holster strapped to his thigh, loaded down with top grade ninja tools straight from Tenten's stash. The girl had been supplying him with quality weapons for a while now, ever since they started getting it on. She gave them to him the way most girls would give their dates flowers or chocolates, and Naruto was always more than happy to show the weapon mistress his appreciation.
Absentmindedly, Naruto's hands went to the scrolls in his coat pockets. Most of them were just miniature storage scrolls for things like toiletries, field rations, or medical supplies. But a couple of the ones by his breast were special. Secret weapons, one might say.
Assured that he had all of his supplies on hand, Naruto then glanced sidelong at his teammates for this assignment. They were outside the Hokage Tower, now, headed down the street to leave. Mikoto-chan was beaming gaily, eyes twinkling as she smiled at him.
She had been extremely happy to learn of the engagement between him and Sasuki, and had been perfectly ready to show her "appreciation" right there in Tsunade's office. Only Sasuki's intervention had kept her mother from jumping the blond, and while Naruto would have enjoyed the sex he understood why that had been necessary.
Mikoto was his mom Kushina's best friend. And, as they say, birds of a feather flock together. The Uchiha matron was an incorrigible pervert and insatiable nymphomaniac. Once she got going, she would keep you in her grip for hours, not letting go until she was absolutely one hundred percent satisfied.
With most girls, Naruto would only use Kumiko's chakra as a way to enhance the experience. With Mikoto, he had to use it just to keep his heart from giving out.
That woman was as scary as she was beautiful.
"I'm so happy to hear I'm going to be a grandmother!" cooed Mikoto, sounding almost giddy. And Naruto just knew she would be the sort to adore her grandchildren and spoil them rotten.
"And Sasuki pretty happy to become a mom, herself," said Naruto offhandedly. "Although I think you might have snapped her neck with that hug..."
Mikoto laughed sheepishly, dressed in standard jonin apparel. Like most of her generation, she wore the military uniform of the Leaf out of habit. And to be fair, the conservative nature of the uniform did much to make one wonder about what might lie down beneath...
"At least you didn't smother her in your bosom," said Asuka cheerfully, a cigarette dangling from her lips. Like Mikoto, she was dressed in a dark green flak vest and deep navy jumpsuit, although she bore also a sash with the character for fire on it, a remnant of her time as one of the daimyo's twelve shinobi guardians.
This woman, with her tanned skin, short spiky hair, and rough overall appearance, had her own kind of charms to contrast with Mikoto's. While Naruto was not personally a fan of cigarettes, or their smell, Asuka Sarutobi was nonetheless a real tiger in the sack, and a heck of a pugilist too. And the fact that she usually coupled nigh monogamously with the beautiful and buxom genjutsu mistress Kurenai only made the prospects of a night with her all the more tempting whenever the opportunity came up.
Idly, Naruto thought back to the night the two had asked him to help them conceive. He grinned widely, a bit of blood trickling from his nostrils.
That had been one HELL of a night.
Miraiya's eyes twinkled, catching the faintly perverted look on her student's face as he side-eyed Asuka and Mikoto behind them. Sasuki and Hinata had headed back to his place, already, and Gaara had stayed behind to talk politics with Tsuttan. But it looked to the Toad Sage that her pupil was already hankering for some pussy.
"Hehe," she sniggered slyly, winking at the blond. "Those two are pretty sexy, aren't they? Or maybe you're getting horny thinking about those cute little brides you've got waiting for you back at home~?"
Naruto blushed as they neared the main gate of Konoha, averting his gaze sheepishly.
"Um, ahh..." he stammered, caught off guard by Miraiya's comment. Usually the boy had plenty of confidence, but the white-haired toad summoner knew just how to disrupt his equilibrium. "M-maybe a little," he admittedly shamefacedly.
Miraiya laughed, catching the attention of Mikoto and Asuka, who had been idly chatting in the back of the formation – the motherly Uchiha giving the Sarutobi ace some pointers on good parenting.
"Don't act so ashamed, handsome!" teased the powerfully built cougar. "If I'd had such a nice harem at your age, I never would have left the house!"
Asuka smirked, amused. Mikoto giggled demurely, smiling indulgently.
"I dunno," said the former. "Personally, I think the best part of having a cute young wife is being able to come home to their smiling face after a hard mission... Hehehe..." The Sarutobi chuckled pervertedly, in contrast with the seemingly almost wholesome content of her words.
Miraiya grinned rapaciously, licking her lips.
"Naked aprons are the best," she said dreamily, gazing off into the distance. Asuka nodded fervently at this, and Naruto sweatdropped.
"You guys are just perverts!" he snapped, though his tsukkomi was without any real heat.
He had a fondness for that kind of play, himself.
"Mm, yes, it's so nice to welcome your lover home with a meal at the ready, a hot bath drawn, and nothing on your body but a paper thin apron..." cooed Mikoto, blushing girlishly and wiggling her hips as they walked. "Heehee, oh, Fugako loves that kind of thing. It always gets her so horny, to see me bending over and shaking my butt just for her after a hard day down at the station."
Naruto blushed, feeling himself get a little hard at the mental images Mikoto was evoking. They were right at the gate, now, too.
He glanced aside at Tetsuko and Izumi, the two semi-perpetual sentinels stuck with the most boring job in the world. The pretty chuunin couple smirked at Naruto's attention, and waved him and his group by. They winked suggestively at the blond, leaning forward over the desk.
The two were, notably, wearing their flak jackets in a way that revealed a modest amount of cleavage. While they were not that buxom, the pair were still very enthusiastic, and they certainly had nice enough bodies.
"Have fun on your mission, lady killer~!" chirped Tetusko with a wave of a hand.
"Bring us back plenty of souvenirs❤" said Izumi, completely shameless.
Miraiya ogled the pair appreciatively as they walked past them. Mikoto returned their wave with a cheerful smile, and Asuka gave a lusty chuckle.
Naruto grinned.
"Here's one for you right now!" he said roguishly, making a cross-shaped handseal and conjuring a few randy kage bunshin. "You guys be sure to get off plenty for me, alright?" he said to his clones.
Those lucky bastards of chakra constructs gave their boss a sharp salute, grinning widely and pervertedly.
"Sir, yes sir!" they chorused, eager and enthusiastic.
Naruto laughed, looking askance at the pleasantly surprised Izumi and Tetsuko.
"Take care, alright?" he said.
The two gate guards nodded furiously, eagerly proceeding to strip off their clothes as horny Naru-clones started to swarm, multiplying themselves excitedly.
Naruto, Miraiya, Mikoto, and Asuka walked out of the Hidden Leaf Village to the sound of lewd and lusty moans erupting behind them. The Toad Sage was smirking, the Uchiha matron licking her lips, and the former bodyguard of the daimyo was laughing heartily.
"This should be an interesting mission," said Miraiya, chuckling.
"My daughter shouldn't be the only one to get a piece of that..." purred Mikoto, looking almost scary with the intensity of her gaze.
"Those two won't be walking straight for a week, from the looks of it," chimed in Asuka with her two cents.
Naruto beamed.
"Let's go!" he declared, getting pumped up for this mission. It was the only thing he enjoyed as much as sex. "Akatsuki or bust!"
"We'll need to hook up with Occhin first," pointed out Miraiya. "To find out where their headquarters are."
"Okay!" said Naruto, pumping a fist into the air. "Otogakure or bust!"
"And we'll need to find out the location of that village, too," said Asuka.
Naruto scowled, one of his eyes twitching. He put a hand to his forehead, massaging his temples.
"Dammit..." he muttered. "...this mission is gonna be really complicated, isn't it?"
Mikoto shrugged. "Probably."
Naruto sighed.
"Cripes. What friggin' pain in the ass..." he muttered.
Somewhere back in the Leaf Village, Shikamari sneezed into her green tea.

In a dark chamber somewhere far away, nine figures stood before the Gedo Mazo, the Heretical Statue of the Outer Path. Six of those nine were semitransparent, flickering and multicolored. They were indistinct, mere projections.
The three at the base of the statue, however, were fully physical and present. All of the figures wore long, concealing black cloaks decorated with red clouds, and most also covered their heads with wide-brimmed hats of straw. But not the three at the head of the group.
A woman with purple gray eyes, pattered like ripples in the surface of a pond, stood in between two others. She was slender and fair-skinned, with long red hair reaching down past her waist. Her expression was strange, as she looked out at the others, seeming faintly perturbed.
On her left, stood a more visibly buxom woman with short, spiky orange hair. A face which looked accustomed to smiling was instead now furrowed into a worried frown. Against her waist she propped a large, menacing iron club. To her back was strapped a long, keen trident.
On the other side was a woman with piercing eyes and blue hair, a single piercing visible on her chin and a single paper rose resting on her head. Her skin was fair, eyes lined with dark makeup. Her build was somewhere between the other two, though her curves maybe a little close to the club-bearing one.
"I think..." said the redhead in the center, addressing the assembled personages with a stern gaze from her rinnegan eyes. "...that you all know why I have called you here."
There was a murmur of assent through the projected images, and the women flanking her also nodded.
"Things have proceeded far beyond what we had ever expected..." murmured the blue-haired one.
"...what the hell did you guys get into, after I died...?" muttered the latter, orange-haired one, glancing concernedly around.
The redhead sighed.
"It's a long story, Yahiko. A very long story."
The orange-haired one glanced askance at the holographic kunoichi assembled on the Gedo Mazo's fingertips.
"...I think I have the time, Konan, Nagato," she said lowly.
The others waited patiently as their leadership proceeded to converse in hushed whispers.
Akatsuki was stirring.

A/N: For those who haven't noticed, I started a thing for oneshots/drabbles that are related to this fic and its setting but not necessarily canonical as far as the story is concerned. It's Accounts of Perversion and Obscenity, and there's only one thing for it right now. But who knows what might happen? ;)
Also, I feel like if Konan's an "angel" and Nagato's a "god", would that make Yahiko an "oni"? XP
Also, also, wow, this fic is seriously featured in 16 different C2s? That's crazy.
Updated: 2-21-14
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