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The Lone Wanderer	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 135548 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter List
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This is the final chapter of the main storyline of the Lone Wanderer. Sorry for the long wait - but this is a monster of a chappie. Every single woman in Sasuke's harem is featured. So enjoy!
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“Hey.” Sasuke said, throwing a coat at the blonde that was sitting on his couch. “Let's go for a walk.”
Naruko blinked. “Really?” she said, deftly catching the jacket. “It's already dark out.”
He smiled wryly. “So? I'm not scared of a little darkness.” he said. “Come on.”
She shook her head slowly. “Fine…” she grumbled, standing up. Naruko slipped the orange coat over her shoulders, zipping it up.
Sasuke opened the front door, and she stepped out of his apartment - he following soon after, having locked the door behind him.
“Alright.” said Naruko. “Where are we goin’?”
Sasuke felt a soft smile settle on his lips. “Just follow me.” he said. “Try to keep up.”
They walked side by side, Sasuke directing them through the village. Crowds of people packed the streets - the glowing lights of the city drowning out the stars, although the moon still shone high above them.
He lead her onto a bridge. The same bridge, Naruko vaguely remembered, that Team 7 had spent long hours waiting for Kakashi-sensei on - her and Sasuke spitting insults back and forth, her trying to cozy up to Sakura-chan when she’d still be lukewarm towards her, Sakura-chan fawning over Sasuke…
It all seemed so long ago. Like a whole ‘nother world entirely. What had it been… seven years, since those simple days of their youth? So much had changed. For better… and for worse.
Naruko stared at him, her blue eyes narrowed slightly.
“Sasuke…” she began. “Why am I out here?”
He smiled. “I… wanted you to be the first to know.” Sasuke took a step towards her, so close that she could see the goosebumps on his skin. “I’m staying in Konoha.” A pause. “For good.”
Caught off guard, Naruko could only gape at him. “But…” she said. “I thought you were-”
“Looking for redemption?” he said. “Yeah.” Sasuke took a long breath, a gentle breeze fluttering across the wind - lifting his hair out of his eyes to reveal the ominously glowing violet rinnegan. “I… found that I was doing more harm than good, leaving the village.”
He thought of Karui, of her explaining to him how much it hurt for him to leave, for him to travel all over without a home. Gina and Temari… Kurotsuchi… Samui, Karui, and Mabui… Konan, Mei, the list went on and on. He had sunk his teeth into every corner of the Elemental Nations.
Perhaps, in the end, he had realized how childish it was - to seek redemption for actions that nearly everyone had forgiven him for. He had three children on the way, four if you counted Shion. He was nineteen years old, not fifteen.
“You saved me, Naruko.” said Sasuke, his voice evasive. “You… you brought me out of the darkness, you fought for me when no one else would.” He swallowed thickly, avoiding her gaze. “You know of the women that I have seduced. I… I can’t expect it to stay so casual for long.”
“What are you getting at, Sasuke?” Naruko said. “You’re… acting weird.”
He withdrew a small black box from his coat pocket. “Uzumaki Naruko…” Sasuke said, dropping onto one knee. He opened the box, revealing the diamond ring inside. “Will… will you do me the favor of becoming Uchih-”
Before he could react, a yellow blur had crashed into him - a soft pair of hips straddling his chest. “Do you even have to ask, idiot?” she snapped at him, before pressing her lips to his, her tongue sliding into his mouth.
They made out for a while, the distant sounds of the city drowning out.
She pulled back a while later, her lips parted, cheeks flushed. “You… you really mean it, ‘suke?” Naruko murmured. “You want to get… married?”
“Would I lie about something like that?” he said, a smirk on his face. “I… I’m pretty sure that those other girls are going to guilt me into marrying them as well, at some point. Sakura… Ino… Temari… I just can’t see a way around that.” He took a deep breath. “But… there’s only one person I’d want to be my first wife. You.”
Naruko smiled. “Sasuke…” she murmured. “You’re an idiot for thinking you can handle two dozen women.” the blonde told him. “But… I suppose I could help you with that a little bit.” Her smile widened. “Until I become Hokage, that is.”
He shook his head slowly. “You underestimate me, Naruko.” he said. “If I can put up with you, I think I could put up with a hundred other women.”
“Hey!” she said, poking him in the chest. “What do you mean ‘put up’ with me?”
“You know exactly what I mean.” Sasuke said teasingly.
“Oh… shut up, you teme.” she said. “Before I make you sleep on the couch for a whole week.”
“That doesn’t work on me, dobe.” he replied.
“I’ll make it work.” Naruko retorted. “It’s not like I don’t have Kage Bunshin or anything.”
He smirked. “Bring it on.”
She chuckled. “Oh…” she whispered. “I’ll bring it.”
Once more, she pressed her lips to his. Before, their kiss had been full of passion, of energy - this time, it was slow and deliberate. Every push of their tongue, every little feeling… they savoured it.
“Sasuke…” Naruko told him, resting her head on his chest. “I love you.”
He smiled, rubbing his head against hers. “I love you, too, Naruko.” he said.
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Epilogue
Sakura wound a brush through the silky strands of dark hair, a soft smile on her face.
“Mmm… sometimes, I still wish you had gotten my hair, Sarada.” she murmured. “Pink would look so much better on you.”
Little Sarada swung her legs beneath her, a smile on her face. Dressed in a cute little red dress, she looked positively adorable, with her big black eyes and soft features so like her mother’s.
“I like my hair, kaa-chan.” she said. “But… your hair is cool, too.”
“My hair is way cool.” Sakura said, chuckling lightly. “On a scale of one to ten, how cool is it Sarada?”
“Eleven!” she said.
“There’s a good girl.” Sakura said, smiling.
Just then, a figure swooped into the room.
“PAPA!” Sarada cried, jumping up, uncaring of the way her hair still look - half of it brushed and combed, the other half disheveled from when she’d been playing with Boruto. She ran across the room, her little feet carrying her directly into her father’s arms.
Sasuke swooped her up, a small smile on his face. “‘Hey, sweetie.” he said, kissing her on the cheek. “Did you miss me?”
“I saw you this morning, silly!” she said, poking him on the nose.
“Aww…” he fake whined. “I missed you.” Sasuke turned to Sakura, his smile widening slightly. “I missed you too, Sakura.”
Sakura smiled, dropping the brush onto the bed. She walked to Sasuke, pecking him on the lips. “I missed you, Sasuke-kun.” she murmured. “Now… want to stick around and help me with Sarada’s hair? Hers is just like yours - completely untamable, unless I use half my supply of hair spray.”
He smiled wryly. “It’s not my fault she inherited my genes.” he said. “Who knows…? Maybe the next one will get yours.”
Sakura smiled. “Mmm… and my hair.”
Sasuke frowned. “I will eat my own foot if there’s ever an Uchiha with pink hair.” He shuddered slightly. “Keep those genes to yourself.”
A smirk spread across Sakura’s lips. “I guess you’ll be eating your own foot at some point, Sasuke-kun.” she said. “After all… there’s no way I’m planning on stopping after two.”
He hadn’t heard her simultaneously prophetic and suggestive words, of course, too busy teasing Sarada.
Sakura shook her head slowly, unable to help the smile on her face.
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Samui sunk lower into her bath, bubbles filling the tub until they were just under her chin. There was a serene look on her features, her hands resting on her swollen belly beneath the waterline - ripe with her and Sasuke’s third child.
“You know…” a deep voice murmured. “You look really sexy in the bath like that.”
She turned, blue eyes looking Sasuke up and down appreciatively.
“Why don’t you join me?” she purred. “We can look sexy together.”
Sasuke smirked. “Don’t mind if I do,” he said, pulling his clothes off in record time. Soon, he had sunk into the bath opposite her - their legs intertwined with each other. “How’s he feeling?”
“She.” Samui corrected. “We’ve been over this, Sasuke - it’s going to be a girl this time.”
He chuckled. “You can keep dreaming, Samui.” Sasuke said. “An Uchiha’s instinct is never wrong.”
She pursed her lips together, kicking his leg. “Stop trying to jinx it…!” Samui whined.
Sasuke smirked. “What should we go with this time?” he said teasingly. “Daisuke?”
She kicked him again, water splashing over the sides of the bath tub.
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Sweaty bodies rolled across the bed, perky breasts and damp snatches pressed against each other.
Two sets of plump lips were locked, tongues intertwined as the two beautiful woman pawed at one another.
At some point, both Karui and Mabui - along with Samui of course - had gotten the Raikage’s reluctant permission to live in Konoha.
They didn't fit in as well as they had hoped with the Leaf kunoichi… but they still had each other… as evidenced by their rather steamy activities.
Both of them jumped when they heard the door open and close. Their eyes widened considerably, as Sasuke’s domineering frame stepped up to the bed.
“Go on,” he said with a smirk. “Don't let me distract you. I was rather enjoying that little show you two were putting on.”
His smirk only widened as two pairs of arms pulled him onto the bed. Soon his clothes were off, and moans and gasps began to fill the room.
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“Come on, you bastard!” Tsunade growled. “Blow your load already! I need some of that cum!”
“T-Tsunade-sama…!”
Sandwiched in between Sasuke’s legs, her world-renowned tits having wedged his enormous cock in the middle of them, Senju Tsunade made quite the sight.
Beside her Shizune gently fingered herself, panting lightly, cheeks flushed. She was just as nude as her well hung lover and former teacher - and just as, if not more horny.
Sasuke grunted, and soon great shots of his seed were hosing down Tsunade’s youthful features, so thick and gooey that she was near unrecognizable once he was finished.
Shizune leaned forward, running her tongue up and down the blonde’s cheek, collecting as much cum as she could manage.
“Is it my turn yet?” she pouted, having swallowed down his delicious jizz.
Sasuke smirked, patting his thigh with an expectant look on his face. Taking his cue, Shizune hopped on - slotting his enormous cock into her tight little cunt.
It wasn't long before she was bouncing up and down, moaning and gasping like a little whore as Sasuke brought her to completion again and again. He wound his arms around her waist, suckling at one of her ample breasts.
And Tsunade simply waited her turn, a smile on her face as she watched her former apprentice bounce on the cock that neither of them could get enough of.
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A gag was stuffed into her mouth. A blindfold had been slipped over her eyes. Two thick earbuds had been slotted into her ears. And two little blockers had been jammed up her nostrils. Her arms and legs were bound with ropes. She was completely nude, every inch of her skin exposed.
Anko shivered in anticipation, having to rely on touch alone, the rest of her primary senses deprived from her. Her slit was gently dripping juices down onto the sheets, the violet haired beauty whimpering around her gag. He loved making her wait - he loved watching her squirm, so desperate for his cock that she was practically crying.
His touch made her jump, a mere brush against her navel. Warm hands slid up and down her body - teasing her rosy nipples, or gently groping her large breasts. He caressed her thighs, even gave her firm rump a smack or two. But he avoided her snatch, purposely, just to tease her that much more.
Until finally, she felt his member press against her soaked folds. Oh, his cock, oh, his glorious cock. She needed it so bad - gyrating her hips, turning her head from side to side, making incoherent noises around her gag.
And then he slid. Deprived of her other senses - it was… fuck… it was breathtaking. She came from the mere sensation of him entering her, inner walls tightened around his cock. She moaned and groaned, tugging at her bonds in vain.
He was everywhere, and nowhere at once. Inside of her. Rubbing her breasts, biting at her neck. Smacking her ass, or even slipping a finger into her puckered hole. Anko was like a pool of goo in his arms, unable to resist in any way.
She wished she could scream. She wished she could see him - see his massive cock slamming into her again and again, forcing her to moan and writhe like a bitch in heat. Fuck, he was so good.
And when he came inside of her, the sensations were multiplied ten fold. She could feel every spurt of his jizz inside of her, Sasuke continuing to thrust so it swirled into a froth inside of her. She could only groan around her gag, tears of joy dripping down her cheeks.
And then he left. He left her there - bound, gagged, blindfolded, his cum dripping from her pussy like a fountain. And she loved it. Every little movement caused his seed to swirl around inside of her. She needed him, she needed more, more, more, more, more-
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Karin could only buck her hips, essentially powerless to resist as she was fucked.
“Fuck…” she groaned, red hair matted with sweat and grime. “Just- oh… just like that, Ayame-chan.”
Ayame grinned. Strapped around her crotch was a fairly large purple dildo - not as large as their well hung lover, heavens no - but a respectable eight or nine inches. And she was putting it to work, hands gripping Karin’s hips firmly, burying it inside of her again and again.
The door opened, and Ayame smiled as Sasuke stepped in. She still kind of missed the days before the kids had gotten old, where they all could just roam the compound nude - Sasuke bending them over and fucking them whenever they pleased. Still, having him drop in on them every now and then was still a treat.
Sasuke stripped quickly, his clothes falling to the floor. He strode to them, pecking Ayame on the lips.
“Has Karin-chan been a bad, bad girl?” Sasuke murmured, eying the rather erotic sight of Ayame pounding the redhead with a strap on.
Ayame smirked. “Let’s just say… little Karin-tan missed you a lot, Sasuke-kun.”
“Oh… I see.” said Sasuke. He climbed onto the bed in front of Karin, his rapidly hardening cock mere inches away from her mouth. “I think a nice blowjob would be suitable… what do you think Karin?”
There was no hesitation on her part. In an instant, she had gobbled down his cock, sliding inch after inch of his meat into her warm cavern with a lustful grin on her face. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, Karin bobbing her head up and down whilst Ayame continued to slam into her from behind.
Sasuke groaned, as Karin went down on his member, as eager as one could be. Her ruby red lips stretched around his girth, her crimson eyes glazed over with lust. She moaned around his cock as she came, Ayame having managed to nudge that spot deep inside of her.
He grinned. Soon, she was gulping down his cum as if it was the most important thing in the world, a slutty smile on her face as his seed dripped from her lips.
Sasuke rubbed her hair affectionately. “Good job, Karin.” he said. “Clean me off, with you?”
And once again, she took him into her mouth.
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For as long as she could remember, she had longed to be married.
One might think that her - the Mizukage, with an amazing figure, large breasts, and firm ass, would be able to net herself a man rather easily. But… it was hard. Along with that impressive body - and not to mention her numerous kekkai genkai - came an understandable… reluctance, to just leap into bed with her. All of Kirigakure had seen the way she had intimidated Ao from even the slightest mention of marriage… what the hell would happen if one were to actually be dating, or heavens forbid, engaged to her?
But… in the end, she had found herself a fiance. They had wed. And now, she sat, leaning against a wall - gazing at the diamond ring on her hand, that glistened in the dim light of the restaurant
He walked up to her. Even nearly ten years later, he was still as beautiful as ever - as beautiful as he had been in battle at the Kage Summit, and as beautiful as he had been when they’d made love for the first time.
“Mei,” Sasuke said. “Our table’s ready.” There was a small smile on his face, as he gazed up and down her body. She had dressed out for this occasion, clad in a tight red dress that left little to the imagination. “I hope you’re enjoying your birthday so far.”
She chuckled. “Oh… I am.” Mei murmured. “But…” She leaned forward, until her hot breath was tickling his ear. “I think I’m going to enjoy my ‘present’ later as well.”
His smile widened. “I think I can arrange that.” he said. He jerked his head. “C’mon.” Sasuke said, giving her a slight smack on the rump. “Don’t want to keep the waitress waiting.”
She giggled. “Love you, Sasuke.” Mei said.
“I love you too.”
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To think, that a scant decade ago, she had been alone - friendless, teetering on the brink of depression. Her duties had consumed her life, her responsibilities all consuming. Taking care of a village all on your own was a monumental task… and although sometimes, she missed the towering peaks and endless rains of Amegakure, she was glad to finally have some peace.
Perhaps, at one point, the love of her life had been Yahiko - with those big brown eyes, and that wild orange hair. Some part of her still loved him… but those were just memories. Memories of a painful past, where life had been near meaningless and all she knew was death, war, and sorrow.
Now, the love of her life was clear.
A fist went flying towards her jaw - and Konan caught it deftly, a look of determination in her hazel eyes. Soon, her opponent twisted, and she just managed to stop the round house kick that would have sent her crashing to the ground.
“Not bad.” he said. “But…” Her eyes widened, as he executed a maneuver she thought impossible, lifting himself off of the ground with a small hop and sweeping her legs out from beneath her. He did a cartwheel, landing in a crouch. “You’ve still got a long way to go, Konan.”
She staggered to her feet, panting lightly. “Argh… I think you twisted my ankle.” Konan murmured, a grimace on her face.
“Ah… sorry.” he said. Footsteps rapidly approached, and soon she was swept up in his arms. Now, he wasn’t a medical nin on par with say Sakura, or Tsunade… but he could mend a twisted ankle. Green chakra glowed around his hand, and soon, the pain fled.
“Thanks.” she said. “I think we can call it a day, no?”
“Oh… we can call it a day for sparring.” Sasuke said, a smirk on his face. “But… I’m not done with you entirely, Konan…” He pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers. Her legs closed around his waist, and soon he had her pressed up against a tree.
Clothes came off. And soon, moans and cries of pleasure filled the clearing.
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“Does this dress make my butt too big?”
“Ino-”
“And my hair… kami, look at it! He’s not gonna like this… I-I need to redo it!”
“Ino, I-!”
“And look at this!” she say, squeezing her breasts. “Damn… I knew I should have worn my push-up bra!”
“Ino!” Tenten lunged forward, grabbing both of her shoulders and turning the blonde towards her. “You need to calm down. It’s going to be fine.”
Ino groaned. “I know, Tenten-chan.” she said. “But… this is the first time in months that Sasuke-kun and I have been on a date. I wanna look my best!”
Tenten smiled. “You look amazing, sweetie.” she said, reaching forward to pinch her cheek. “Getting all angsty about it isn’t going to help anything.”
The blonde took a deep breath. “I guess you’re right…” she murmured. She shook her head softly, sitting down on the bed. “I dunno… I guess I’m just kind of giddy.”
“Why?” Tenten asked, leaning against her dresser.
Ino grinned. “Well… I kind of started throwing up the other day.” she said. “I thought I might be sick or something - but after it kept happening… I went and asked Forehead to give me a once over.” Her grin widened. “Let’s just say… it’s a girl!”
Tenten stared at her. “You mean…?”
“Yeah!” Ino said, nodding eagerly. “I’m pregnant!”
The brown haired woman couldn’t help herself. She darted forward, pulling her friend into a tight hug. “Oh…” she cooed. “I’m so happy for you, Ino-chan! Are you going to tell him tonight?”
“That’s the plan.” Ino said. “I know it’s our second… but I still want it to be special.”
Tenten grinned. “Don’t worry about it,” she said, socking Ino gently on the arm. “Sasuke’s going to love you either way. Just be yourself, and you’ll be good.”
“Are… are you sure?” Ino asked.
Tenten put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “I’m sure.” she said.
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There was a bit of a schedule, in the Uchiha household.
You see - the logistics of Sasuke’s wives had gotten a little… hectic. Especially after they had begun to move into the compound in droves, to the point where the manor was stuffed to the brim with his harem.
At first, they had all slept in one big bed. But… that hadn’t worked out very well. Elbows were thrown, and it wasn’t that uncommon for fights to occur over who got to snuggle up next to him. It didn’t last long.
And so, they came up with a calendar. Every night, Sasuke would lie with a new woman. And it worked, too. Of course, he reserved the right to choose whatever wife he pleased should he have a particular craving. And there was always exceptions for birthdays, or pregnancies… but mostly, the schedule remained more or less the same.
Tonight, it was her.
And oh… Temari was certainly enjoying it.
She rode him as a cowgirl would her stallion, her hands resting on his muscled chest. Up and down she went, his enormous cock filling her up as well as it had on their first encounter. Maybe even better. Every roll of his hips, every twitch of his member, every caress of his hands on her breasts or her clit… it all served to remind her of just how amazing this man was.
One would think that after eleven years of pounding, she’d have grown desensitized to him. But… if anything, it was the opposite. Even now, he was finding new ways to send her crashing into the throes of passion - new ways to make her scream his name, crying out like a little whore beneath, on top of him… fuck, it didn’t matter what position they were in, she submitted all the same.
And then he came inside of her. His seed was so hot, so potent - her womb felt like a balloon being pumped full of air, filled to the brim with great jets of cum spurting from the mushroom head of his cock. She shook violently on top of him, her teal eyes rolling back into her head.
Once he was finally done, she fell on top of him, huffing and panting.
“I feel so full…” Temari moaned. “Your cum feels so good inside of me, Sasuke-kun…”
Sasuke smirked. “Oh… don’t you worry, Temari-chan.” he purred, nibbling at her neck. “I’ve got plans for you tonight. How does a nice facial sound?”
She grinned. “Amazing…” Temari murmured. Oh… was she glad it was her night to have a bite of the delicious Uchiha Sasuke.
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With one sweep of his arm, the desk was cleared. He slammed her onto it, attacking the beautiful redhead with a combination of hands and mouth. He ground his crotch against hers, her feeling his rather significant bulge.
Gina gasped. “Sasuke…!” she groaned, as he pulled off her pants, dragging them and her panties off and down her legs. Her glistening folds were revealed to him, looking as appetizing as they had when he’d first seen them.
A simple closing of the shades had dimmed the light of the Kazekage’s office. A seal - which she had activated by running her finger over a specific spot beneath the desk - offered them privacy, preventing anyone from entering the room without her express permission.
She was still the Kazekage after all. And although she would love to go to Konoha, to live with him and his other girls in that grand manor that she had seen once or twice, she still had a village to lead.
Of course, that didn’t stop him from paying her occasional visits.
Nimble fingers pulled down his own pants, freeing his rapidly hardening member. A few strokes while gazing at her amazing body brought it up to full mast - and then, after he had pressed himself against her folds - a single thrust slid him inside of her.
They shared a groan. “Fuck…” Sasuke murmured, wounding his arms tightly around her torso. “Still as tight as ever, Gina.”
Only one man had ever had the pleasure of seeing her like this. Only one man had ever taken her. And… only one man would ever have the right of giving her his children.
She smiled. “I love you, Sasuke.” she said.
Sasuke smirked. “I love you too, Gina.” he said in response.
---
For the women of the Inuzuka clan, there had always been one very simple dream - the dream to be domesticated, to be dominated by a man… heart, mind, body, and soul. To bear his children, to love and be loved… and most importantly, to be fucked senseless whenever they so desired.
Ever since they had moved in with the young Uchiha stud that had stolen their hearts and bodies, Hana and Tsume had been on a cycle. To be more specific… a nine month cycle.
Call it an addiction. Call it a craving. But jizz, cum, Sasuke’s cum to be more exact, had become nearly their entire life. Whether it was a load dumped on their face, their tits, their curvy bodies - or shot deep into their pussy, ass, or throats, it didn’t matter to them. So long as they got their creamy surprise, nothing else did.
Two weeks ago, they had given birth.
And now…
Slam. Slam. Slam.
The sound of the headboard smacking against the wall filled the room.
Like a beast. Like an animal, Sasuke was driving into her - his incredibly long and thick cock pummelling the cunt of the former Inuzuka matriarch turned Uchiha baby factory.
“Fuck! Fuck, oh, you’re so big! Oh… fuckkk!”
How did he do this? It was so easy for him, to turn her into a pathetic whore, begging for his seed. Once, Tsume had possessed a great deal of pride. She had been an example to all Inuzuka women - the shining symbol of their clan. And now… now she was reduced to this, a mere cock sleeve for Sasuke to inject his cum into.
And she loved every moment of it.
Again and again he drove himself home. The minutes had blended in with each other, the orgasms never ending - until finally, she felt the telltale throbbing of his cock deep within her.
He bottomed out inside of her, and with a low groan, came.
The feeling of his cumming inside of her tight cunt was unparalleled. A great warmth spread within her, coursing through her veins, making her feel alive. Her womb was filled to the brim. And long after he had pulled out, her gaping pussy still leaked his seed.
He left her there, twitching, tongue lolling out of her mouth as she mewled at the cum sloshing about inside of her belly.
Sasuke simply crossed to the other side of the room, to the matching bed where Hana lay - having watched her husband dominate her mother for the past half an hour. She spread her legs willingly for him, and without delay, he slid himself into her folds, his cock still slathered with the juices of Tsume.
Just as he had Tsume, he used her daughter for his own needs. And soon, a load of his cum was injected deep inside of her - with no birth control or anything of the sort to halt the advance of his incredibly virile seed.
And just like that, another nine month cycle had begun.
---
Hinata planted a kiss on her cheek, a bright grin on the ex-Hyuga heiress’ face.
“Mama!” Himawari chirped. “Are we going to visit Uncle Neji today?”
She smiled. “We can do that later if you’d like.” Hinata said. “But we’re going to go visit Uncle Itachi today. It’s been a long time since he’s seen you, sweetie.”
The walk to the grave was rather short.
It was unmarked. And unremarkable really. The truth had never been revealed to the village as a whole - and although she may wish she could, Naruko couldn’t exactly erect a monument to someone who the village still perceived as a mass murderer.
Still, it was something. Sasuke made it a point to visit here every year on the anniversary of his death, to prey, to talk, no one was really sure.
Call her sentimental. But she always made it a point to regularly visit the graves of the dead - in some vain hope that perhaps they would rest a little easier, knowing that somebody was missing them.
She knelt in front of the grave, Himawari at her side.
Hinata clasped her hands together. “I hope you are well, Itachi-san.” she said softly. “Your brother, Sasuke-kun, is. I bet you wished you were alive, don’t you? Just so you could see all your little nieces and nephews. I think it’s up to… what, twenty-six now? Twenty-seven? I don’t know. I lost track,” she admitted with a chuckle. Hinata glanced at Himawari. “Do you want to say anything to your uncle, Hima?” she asked.
Himawari grinned. “I hope you’re doing really cool things up there, Uncle Itachi!” she said. “Man, I wish I could have met him. All the stories Papa told about him - he must have been the coolest person!” She paused. “I mean… not as cool as you, Mama!”
Hinata’s smile widened. “Aww… it’s alright if you think Itachi-san is cooler than me.” she said. “He did save the village after all.”
“Anyways…” Himawari continued. “I really wanna tell you about what happened the other day! Sarada-neechan was going on and on about-”
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Not much needed to be said about how the demon, Rias Gremory, turned out.
“MASTER!” she wanted to scream, although her voice was blocked by the cock stuffed down her throat. One was shoved into her tight cunt, and another inside of her incredible ass. One was in each of her hands - Rias stroking them with an eager look in her blue eyes.
Like clockwork, they came. Great loads of her Master’s cum shot down her throat, into her pussy, into her ass, and onto her. And then they backed up. A few moments of stroking later, and then another volley of loads came - completely soaking the redhead from head to toe in thick, gooey jizz.
She grinned. “More…!” she said. “More!”
The many Sasukes were more than happy to oblige.
---
Sometimes, she wondered just how pissed her grandfather would get if he knew exactly what Sasuke had done to her. He had fucked her in every imaginable position - forced her to do some pretty fucking depraved things (not that she’d objected). Her cunt and her ass had been moulded to the shape of his massive cock, and at one point or another, every inch of her - inside and out - had been stained with his sticky cum.
And now… this?
Man, she loved the way her husband’s twisted mind worked.
You see, there was a monument inside of Iwagakure - aptly named the Stone Monument. It was on par with the Hokage Monument for its significance to the village, revered among the populace even if the actual monument itself wasn’t of much worth.
And now, here they were, screwing a few scant meters away from it. It had been easy to clear the area - under the guise of a ‘private ceremony’ - and a simple Sharingan genjutsu made it so no one could see their activities.
And now here she was, on her hands and knees, his enormous member feeling as if it were tearing her ass in two… in a good way, if that was possible.
“Fuck, Kurotsuchi.” Sasuke groaned. “You’re so damn tight. Always so tight.” He gave her a slap on the ass, a hard thrust accompanying it. “How does it feel, huh?” he demanded of her. “How does it feel knowing that you - the Yondaime Tsuchikage - are the weakest of all the Tsuchikage? To allow someone to do this to you in such a sacred place.” He sneered. “Pathetic.”
One might think his words were rather scathing. But… it was all a game to the two of them. A twisted and evil one, perhaps to some, but a game nonetheless.
“Fuck…!” she cried out. “Yes, yes, yes, it feels amazing, Sasuke-sama!” He reached a hand forward, slipping it into her black locks and pulling her head back, forcing her back to arch. “Oh… you’re so big! Fuck!”
The creampie he dumped into her ass didn't disappoint. And once he was done with her, she went limp - falling onto her chest, face to face with the water that surrounded the monument. She could see her reflection, hair disheveled, brown eyes glazed over with lust.
A thin stream of his cum leaked from her stretched asshole. It dripped down - running along the stone, until it ran into the water of the fountain, staining the once clear water a light tinge of white.
---
“Fuck…” Sasuke groaned, a hand slipping into the raven locks of his only civilian wife. “Just like that Tsunami-chan.” he urged. “There we go.”
Addiction was something that many of Sasuke’s wives had gotten used to. Addiction to him. Addiction to his cock.
And even now, eight months pregnant, Tsunami could scarcely go a few days without a hot load of his cum shot directly down her throat. There was a grin on her face as she went down on him, settled squarely in between his knees - her swollen belly resting on a pillow.
With a low groan, Sasuke came. Tsunami drank down his seed greedily, pumping him at the base of his enormous member as he shot jet after jet of his sticky goo into her belly. She pulled away, resisting the urge to belch considering all of the cum he had packed into her throat.
She attempted to rise, but nearly fell - only caught by Sasuke’s strong arms that rushed to grip her by the shoulders. Wounding an arm around his shoulder, she rose to her feet, a shaky smile on her face.
“Oh… Sasuke-sama!” she said. “The baby… she’s kicking!”
“Really?” he said. He reached a hand down to her stomach, running along the smooth skin there. He felt a little tap, a little kick - of his soon-to-be daughter, who was ready to come out in a few weeks time. “Wow…” No matter how many children he had, there was always a sense of awe that ran through him, of wonder at how amazing the female body was for being able to produce such a miracle. He gazed into her brown eyes. “I love you, Tsunami-chan.”
Tsunami smiled. “I love you too, Sasuke-sama.” she said.
They kissed.
---
Haku was possibly the most unique of all of the women that he had bedded. There was one reason for that - namely, the fact that she hadn’t become his wife, unlike nearly every other of the girls that he had fucked into a stupor.
Of course, they still talked. And occasionally, they made love - although they were both aware that it was a physical only thing.
He knew that she was still devoted to her old master, Momochi Zabuza. Even long after his death, she was still subservient to him. Sasuke recognized love when he saw it… and although he could likely break Haku into becoming a slave to his cock if he truly wanted to, he didn’t. Perhaps out of respect to what had been Team Seven’s first true challenge, or something else, he didn’t know.
But despite all of that, she ended up carrying his child. A boy, with her brown hair and his dark eyes - that she had named Zabuza. He was her life, her newest purpose in her world.
And Sasuke couldn’t have been any happier for her.
---
It was an intoxicating feeling, Sasuke thought, to know that he possessed such power over these gorgeous women. If he ordered them to strip, they stripped. If he ordered them to choke on his cock, they choked on his cock. If he ordered them to carry his child… they would carry his child.
He leaned back, purposely keeping his face impassive as the two beauties, one purple haired and the other raven haired, worked his cock. They was a sort of desperation on both of their faces - worry in their eyes, as he refused to allow a single groan or moan spill past his lips.
Kurenai and Yugao glanced at each other worriedly. Were they doing something wrong? Had he finally tired of them, of their bodies? No… no… it couldn’t be!
With hands and mouths, tongue and breasts, they attempted to bring out even the slightest noise of pleasure from their shared husband. His cock was hard, and they could feel the cum sloshing around inside of his large balls, and yet he just wouldn’t give them what they wanted.
Perhaps after five minutes of this, and Sasuke couldn’t hold it in anymore. He chuckled.
They glanced at him. “What is it, Sasuke-kun?” Kurenai asked.
He grinned. “Nothing.” said Sasuke. “You two are adorable when you’re trying to get me off, but can’t.” The Uchiha patriarch leaned back, arms folded behind his head. “Keep it up, girls. You’re doing great.”
Matching grins appeared on their faces as well. Soon, they went back to work, in perfect tandem with each other as they strived to make their lover cum.
And he did. When he came, he came, his load even larger than usual - spurred on by the amount of teasing he’d had to endure while keeping up his little game. He shot his cum all over both of their faces and tits, until they were dripping in his seed.
His grin widened, as they began to make out - tongues and hands running wild, as they made sure to ‘clean’ themselves of his jizz.
And once they were done, neither of them were surprised to see his still hardened cock jutting straight up from his crotch.
And once more, they descended, slutty grins on both of their faces.
---
Many a man had lusted after her breasts.
They were large and plump, soft to the touch. Perfectly rounded, topped with perky nipples that she knew any hot blooded male would beg to suckle. Hell, she could admit that she had spent time alone playing with them herself. She could certainly see the appeal.
But… no man seemed to love her breasts as much as him.
Straddling her, he slotted his cock neatly into her cleavage - both of his hands pressing against the sides of her bust in order to create the delicious friction that would get him off. She was helpless to resist… if she even wanted to, that is.
“Fuck, Robin…” Sasuke groaned, thrusting in and out of the valley of her breasts, a look of euphoria on her face. “Kami, your tits are fucking fantastic.”
Robin grinned. “I’m glad you like ’em.” she said, rejoicing in the raw heat that was sandwiched in between her bosom. Just being this close to him, this intimate, was making her horny. Her juices were dripping onto the bed, soaking the sheets with her arousal.
He was insatiable. No matter how hard she tried, she could never tire him out. Load after load, shot into her cunt or pussy or throat, that or shot onto her face or tits - and yet he never stopped. More often than not, their nights together ended with her passed out, a massive creampie lodged deep inside of her womb.
And so far, this night was looking to end up the same exact way.
She could feel the throbbing of his member, and a grin spread across her face. Soon he came - spurting his cum all over her face and breasts, plastering her with his essence. He didn’t stop until she was unrecognizable, only her eyes visible beneath the glaze of his jizz.
He pulled her close to him, and soon, his cock was inside of her cunt. He began to thrust… and the rest of the night was lost in a haze of pleasure and ecstasy.
---
He rubbed his head gently, a grimace on his face.
“You hit really hard, tou-san.” the boy said.
Sasuke shot him a wry smile. “I didn’t hurt you, did I, Daichi?”
He smiled as well. “Nah.” he said. “It just stings a little. Can we call it for today? I wanna go get something to eat - I have a ton of things to tell you.”
“Alright.” said Sasuke. “Let’s ask your mother where she wants to eat. Oi, Shion!”
The blonde glanced up, having been meditating a few meters away from them. “Yes, Sasuke-kun?” she said.
“Daichi says he wants to get something to eat. Is Ichiraku alright with you?” Sasuke said.
“Ichiraku?” Shion said, frowning slightly. “Aren’t you sick of that place? I know Naruko-san drags you there every chance she gets.”
He shrugged. “It grows on you,” Sasuke admitted. “Still, you didn’t answer my question.”
Shion shook her head slightly. “Ichiraku is fine.” she said, climbing to her feet. “We can’t stay long, though. Daichi and I have to get a good night’s sleep - we’re due to leave pretty early tomorrow morning.”
Daichi and Sasuke strided over to her. Sasuke leaned in - pressing his lips to Shion’s, the blonde leaning into the kiss.
“Eww…!” Daichi whined. “Gross! I don’t wanna see that!”
Sasuke smirked. “Get used to it, kid.” he said teasingly. “Your mother and I haven’t seen each other for a long time.”
Shion smirked as well. She leaned into his ear - whispering so silently that Daichi couldn’t hear her. “We’ll be sure to get ‘reacquainted’ tonight, won’t we?” she purred.
He grinned. “Sounds good to me.” said Sasuke.
---
For approximately one week in the Uchiha manor there was a special… attraction, of sorts. Visitors were of course ushered away from it - as it was more of a ‘private’ thing. A little fulfillment of sorts, for a certain redhead.
She was chained to the wall, hands held up above her head by thick steel manacles. Her legs were on stirrups - her glistening folds revealed for all to see. A small piece of duct tape was placed over her mouth as well. Below her was a fairly large tank, which was filled about halfway up with some sort of white goo that released a pungent, musky smell all throughout the room.
A woman walked into the room, whistling contentedly.
“It’s chow time, Erza-chan!” Kushina said, a smile on her face as she stopped before the redhead. There was a plate in her hand - a sandwich on top. And in her other hand, an empty cup.
The Uzumaki crouched low, dunking the cup into the tank and filling it to the brim with the white goo. She leaned forward, getting a good sniff of it. “Wow…!” she said. “Sasuke-kun sure filled you up good earlier, didn’t he?” Kushina dipped a finger into the tank, stirring it around. “Mmm… I think I’ll have to ask him if I can have a turn where you are. Looks fun.”
Placing the cup on the floor, she grabbed the sandwich. Opening it up, she grabbed a spoon off of the plate, slathering some of the cum inside of the tank onto the lunch meat. She put the sandwich back together, before standing up - cup in hand.
She reached a hand forward, tearing the duct tape off.
“Tilt your head back.” Kushina said.
Erza was obedient, and she did so promptly. Kushina took the cup, pressing it to the cum slut’s lips and allowing the jizz to drain into her gullet - audible gulps echoing throughout the room as she downed its contents.
Breaking the sandwich up into tiny parts, she gently fed them to the redhead, watching as she chewed and swallowed the bread and cum and lunch meat as well. Once Erza was done eating - she gently put the duct tape back on.
“Alright, Erza-chan.” Kushina said. “I’ll be back tomorrow morning with your breakfast! Which would you prefer, eggs with jizz on top, or jizz flavored bacon?” She chuckled. “I think you’ll enjoy it either way. Ja ne!”
And with that, she strolled out of the room.
Minutes… hours… days… she wasn’t sure how much time had passed. But, footsteps forced her to perk up - and in walked him.
She began to struggle against her bonds at the sight, her juices dripping down into the vat below. Erza grinned beneath the duct tape, muffled noises the only way she could communicate with the love of her life.
Sasuke didn’t speak. He merely pulled down his trousers, put his feet on either side of the vat, and slid his long and thick cock into her tight cunt.
Erza moaned, although it was muffled for reasons that should be rather obvious by now.
He had ruined her. Long years of endless pounding had broken her. No other man could satisfy her like he could. Her pussy was made for him, her ass and tits designed for his cock to fuck and use to his heart’s content. He was her life. Her sunshine and joy. Her sole purpose for living, along with the sweet, sweet cum that he deposited inside and on her.
She was a cum dump. A slut. A whore. Only for him. Always for him. He could have her, her body, her soul, her heart - so long as that cock was put inside of her on a regular basis. She was his. His.
Sasuke used her cunt for as long as he pleased. He injected an immense load deep inside of her - filling her womb up to the brim with his hot and sticky jizz. Then, as if nothing had happened, he tucked himself back into his pants, and walked out.
She watched as his seed began to drip from her gaping cunt, trickling down into the storage tank below her.
His. All his. She would stay up here forever if he asked her too.
“Master…” she wanted to say. But she couldn’t, due to the duct tape.
He knew what her muffled words had meant as well. He knew the power he had over her, the dominance. And he enjoyed every second of it, of making this beautiful and (once) prideful woman crumble beneath the might of his cock.
Sasuke strided away, humming a small tune under his breath.
---
Naruko lounged in her chair, blue eyes staring at the ring on her finger.
Sasuke sat beside her, arm wound around her shoulder.
“Something got your tongue?” he asked.
The blonde shook her head. “No… it’s nothing.” she said. “I was just thinking.”
It was a rarity for her to get a day off from her duties as Hokage. Sometimes she spent them with Boruto… other times she spent them alone, simply relaxing. This time, she was spending it with the love of her life, the apple of her eye, Uchiha Sasuke.
Uchiha Naruko smiled.
“What do you want to watch tonight?” she asked, leaning into his chest.
Sasuke paused for a moment, having begun glancing at the ring on his own finger. It was a ring like any other - although there was a small seal on it. If he were to funnel chakra into it, many more rings would pop out, one for each of his many wives.
“Whatever you want to.” Sasuke said.
“Alright.” Naruko murmured. “‘Love you.”
He smiled. “I love you too, Naruko.” Sasuke said, planting a kiss on her cheek.
Finally, the Uchiha clan was restored. Konoha was at peace. The future generation was assured. And Sasuke was happy, his journey completed, his goals achieved. Life quite honestly couldn’t get any better.
The End.
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