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The Restoration of the Uzumaki Clan	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 133404 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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“I’m sorry,” Kurenai wheezed, her voice slightly strained. “I mean, I- he’s just… kami… it was just too much.” How did you explain to your husband that he was practically nothing as a man? How did you explain that in one glorious day, she had been figuratively shackled to a certain blonde Uzumaki and his sadistic pink haired wife?
“It’s okay.” Asuma said, smiling slightly. “It’s- really, it’s okay. I mean… Sakura-sama and I were already going to… you know… set up something like this. I suppose this is for the best.” He was focused on two things - his lovely, conquered wife, and the way ‘Sakura-sama’ just flowed off of his tongue, as if her name just couldn’t be said without that wondrous honorific attached.
“You… forgive me?” Kurenai said.
“Always…” Asuma murmured, cupping her cheek, stroking her lips with a thumb - though not daring to even fathom the idea of kissing her, for that was a privilege reserved for her true Master.
And of course, Naruto being Naruto, he just had to come in and ruin a heart touching scene like this one.
“You know, Kurenai-sensei.” Naruto said. “Your ass is really tight… and I mean, tighter than normal.”
“T-thank you.” Kurenai said, blushing, casting her gaze down so that she could avoid Asuma’s piercing one.
Bent over the bed, completely nude, Naruto behind her slowly working the mushroom head of his cock into her virgin ass… Kurenai certainly didn’t look the part of the ‘demure wife’. She looked like a raving whore, her body giving in to every demand Naruto made of it and more.
Asuma was seated right next to her on the bed, fully clothed, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Though he couldn’t stop his erection, which was plainly noticeable.
Naruto managed to break past that initial barrier - and all at once, sheathed four inches of thick, fat cock inside of Kurenai’s ass. Her breath hitched. Her whole body shook, and then right then and there, directly in Asuma’s face, she let out a shuddering moan. “It’s too big!” Kurenai whined, her fingers digging into the sheets, her legs quaking. “Gah… it’s… just… big!”
“Bigger than me?” Asuma blurted, panting slightly, his cheeks red and his pants feeling uncomfortably tight.
“F-fuck…” Kurenai whimpered. Two more inches, and she came right then - her juices sloshing over the side of the bed, her red and puffy pussy crying in need. “So much bigger…” She murmured.
“How much bigger?” Asuma borderline demanded. “Is he thicker, too?”
“So thick.” Kurenai whispered. It was as if she was looking right through her husband. “So big. Kami… I- I can feel him so deep inside of me. Is this what I was missing out on?” Her lip wobbled. “What was I doing before him…?”
Asuma grinned, almost infectiously. Oh, how he wished that he could take off his clothes and start to masturbate right then and there… but he couldn’t. Sakura-sama had expressly forbidden him to, for his chastity cage hadn’t been made yet, and until he proved himself worthy, he didn’t deserve to glean any pleasure aside from visual from his wife’s downfall and his humiliation.
It was a testament to how much Asuma loved being demeaned that he was perfectly okay with that. He wasn’t a man. He probably wasn’t even human. He didn’t deserve pleasure, he deserved subservience to this god who had himself buried in Kurenai’s ass.
Naruto rubbed the back of his neck, a bit of guilt prickling at his scalp even as he continued to plunder Kurenai’s puckered hole. It had been one thing with his Inuzuka pet… but really, actually breaking another man’s wife had left Naruto in a rather uncomfortable state. Sure, they were willing and all… and he wasn’t going to give up his newest slut, either, but still.
“Remember, Asuma-sensei.” Naruto said, leaning forward and grasping Kurenai’s breasts, setting his head down on her shoulder. She seemed to push back against him in an almost desperate manner, turning her head, hot breath fanning out against his cheek, her eyes half lidded and yet the poor woman still so desperate to catch a glimpse of her Master. “If you need something, anything, I can bring Kiba or Hinata in here to take care of you… well, not sexually, but they can like get you a drink or something.” Naruto flashed Asuma a wink, even as he slid two more inches of fat cock into the Sarutobi’s wife.
“I… um… I think I’m good.” Asuma said. His hand rubbed his thigh rather vigorously, so close to his straining bulge. Oh, how badly he wanted to masturbate… but he knew that he would be punished for doing so. Naruto was nice, yes, but nice enough to not report something like that to his wife? No, Asuma knew that he couldn’t risk it. “So… where do… where do Kurenai and I lie on the… hierarchy?”
“Oh.” Naruto said, and there was a shred of primal possessiveness shining in his cerulean eyes. “Well… Kurenai is mine now, Asuma-sensei, I’m sorry to say.” It was best to break it to him fast, Naruto reasoned… he had never been one to skirt around the issue. He grasped Kurenai, pulling her back some, squeezing her tits as if to properly show his dominance. He wedged yet another inch of cock inside of her, and she gasped, moaning with no shame for her Master, her husband watching not two feet away. “I mean… I’ll let you two stay together, sure. But this pussy… this ass, these tits - if you want to touch them… maybe even look at them, you’ll have to ask permission.”
Asuma averted his gaze.
“I’m not a harsh man.” Naruto said, as he continued to pump in and out of Kurenai, the red eyed woman gasping against him. “I won’t steal Kurenai-sensei away from you… entirely. You two can still be married.” He pause for a moment, biting the inside of his cheek as he finally, blissfully, bottomed out inside of Kurenai. “Hell… if I give her any kids, I’ll even let them call you uncle. But I really want you to know this, Asuma-sensei. She’s mine. If you touch her… if you even sneak a kiss behind my back, I won’t hold Sakura-chan back when she finds out. You got what I’m saying?”
Asuma swallowed. He had averted his gaze, but he could still hear them. The sound of Naruto’s monstrous cock squelching inside of his wife’s ass. And her moans. Kami, her sweet moans - louder than anything he had even hoped to elicit. “N-Naruto…” she sobbed, as if tears of joy were glistening on her cheeks. “You f-feel so good… oh… please…”
“I understand.” Asuma said quietly. A pause, pregnant, as Naruto continued to thrust. “Can… can I look, Naruto-sama?”
Naruto smiled. “Of course.” he said. “I’m… almost done though.” He groaned, and his hips spasmed as he gave Kurenai a few short thrusts. “Ah… there we go.” He came, and as always the load he ejected was massive - far larger than anything Asuma could ever hope to match. Kurenai bucked and fell forward, her hips rocking back against him, her puckered hole spasming.
Of course, she came again. “Naruto…” Kurenai muttered, so glad that she had found her master - her kind, magnanimous master, who wouldn’t let one of his sluts leave the house in the morning without giving them at least a half dozen orgasms.
He pulled out, and the gaping hole he left behind was hardly recognizable. Great, fat globs of his cum spilled from it - falling to the floor with messy plops. She was limp, unable to move aside from the occasional twitch of her arms. Red eyes distant… a slutty smile on her face. She was staring right at Asuma, and yet it seemed as if she didn’t even notice him.
“Ah… there’s nothing quite like working out a new hole.” Naruto said, his voice brimming with contentment. “Kiba!” Naruto called.
Footsteps, near immediately, approached. Kiba shuffled in - buck naked, his chastity cage bobbing. “Yes, Master.” the Inuzuka said hoarsely.
Naruto grinned at him. “Give Kurenai-sensei a good cleaning.” he said, rubbing one of Kurenai’s asscheeks with fondness. “Really get in there. I want to take her for a ride later… she’s still not used to my cock yet, not all the way. I want to fix that.” He laughed, giving Kurenai’s ass a swat. “Ciao, Asuma-sensei!” he said. “I think Ino needs some loving… it’s been a while since I’ve taken her ass. I bet we could call today Anal Tuesday!” Again, he laughed, and then he was out of the room.
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Kiba was well aware where he stood on the totem pole.
He wasn’t plump and fuckable like Ino, Hinata, Tenten, Tsunade, and now Kurenai. He wasn’t an able wind user who could help hone Naruto’s skills, like Asuma. He was luggage. Up until that point, he had essentially been the butler of the Uzumaki household.
A role that suited him well.
There wasn’t even an ounce of hesitation in his soul, when he knelt down behind the woman he called sensei, spread open her cum packed, ruined asshole… and for lack of a better word, dug in. His tongue was swift and nimble, and Kurenai moaned as he licked up the large load that Naruto had so happily deposited inside of her.
And fuck, if he said Sakura and Naruto hadn’t trained him to love the taste of his Master’s cum, Kiba would be a liar. Because he did. It was so warm and musky… a constant reminder. It stuck to his teeth, it slid down his throat so smoothly… and the feeling of it settling in his belly was almost heavenly. This was the one chance he got to be with his Master like the girls were. And he was glad that Naruto afforded him this opportunity.
He was glad that he had a Master so kind as to allow him the privilege of slurping up his sloppy creampies.
Once he was done, Kiba quite literally burped. He rubbed his stomach. And he set about the second half of his chore… for Kurenai was done for quite a while. She was limp, her eyes not open any more. He picked her up, and set her down on the bed. Tucked the sheets in around her. Gave her asshole one last tongue over to make sure every last bit of their Master’s essence was gone.
Gone for a short while, until he inevitably came back and filled her up once again. As was his right, after all.
Asuma had scurried out of the apartment sometime during his wife’s cleaning. Perhaps, wanting to get a break from his new life. Or simply overcome by the urge to masturbate - a sentiment Kiba could sympathize with, though the Inuzuka was quite literally barred from that right by the cage around his crotch.
Kiba stood up, and walked to the ever familiar sounds of wet smacking. Of course, just as Naruto had said, he had gone to service Ino. The once proud Yamanaka from their academy days was long gone - replaced by a raving whore. She looked fierce… wild, her blonde hair in disarray, her clothes non-existent, her body ravaged with hickies and slap marks. Her nipples looked purple and swollen, her pussy red and sore, and yet all she did was claw at Naruto’s back for more, more, more.
And Sakura was always there. Perhaps… to gloat over her ‘rival’s’ downfall. For Sakura was the exception. She didn’t claw at Naruto’s back like the other girls - they didn’t fuck like animals, the two of them made love. For hours at a time, the two Uzumakis pawing at each other, exploring each other’s bodies, Sakura making clear her dominance by eliciting every moan possible from Naruto even though with the other girls they’d be lucky to make him groan.
Kiba walked through the rooms, Ino’s incessant moans grinding against his ears. He pulled open a drawer. “Master, we need more lingerie.” He swallowed - for the thought of even trying to say his master did wrong was a difficult task for him at this point. “You can’t just keep ripping them off the girls whenever they beg for your cock.”
Naruto looked guilty at the torn lingerie hanging off of Ino. “It’s not my fault they look so damned sexy wearing it!” he insisted, still pounding Ino like an animal unleashed, his fellow blonde convulsing beneath him.
“Tch.” Sakura grunted, shooting a disdainful glance at Kiba. “Take cow tits and go get some more then, mutt.” she said. “Naruto and I are busy here if you hadn’t noticed.” Sakura herself wasn’t busy, but she wasn’t going to take time out of her day to go get clothes for the slaves. She herself had a drawer full of sexy clothing to wear for Naruto - and that wasn’t going anywhere near Ino’s filthy body, let alone Hinata, Tsunade, Tenten, or Kurenai.
“Of course, Mistress.” Kiba said, bowing.
Hinata was busy wiping down the kitchen. Wearing nothing but a flimsy little skirt that did little to cover her cum sodden folds. Clearly, she had received a load of her own not too long ago - and she looked positively blissful, a rag in her hand, washing down the countertops as her master’s jizz trickled down her leg.
Kiba wasn’t subtle. He dropped to his knees behind Hinata, stuck his head beneath her skirt, and began to lap up the jizz drooling down her thigh.
Hinata giggled. “That tickles!” she said, beaming down at him. “Is Master ready for another go with me, then?”
Kiba pulled back, his lips dripping cum. “No.” he said. “We have to go to a lingerie store and get some more bras and panties for you girls.”
“Oh!” Hinata said. “Okay.” She smiled sweetly. “Do you think I could change into something a little more… appropriate first?” Hinata said, gesturing to the skirt she was wearing. It wasn’t that she had a problem being draped in something like this - if her Naruto-kun asked her to, that is. She wasn’t going to allow a bunch of lecherous men peak on her Master’s property, and that meant if she had to wear those heavy jackets and loose pants outside of her Master and Mistress's apartment, she’d do that without a thought. “Can you finish cleaning me off though?” she asked, pulling up her skirt and gripping the side of the counter.
“Of course.” Kiba said.
And like the good little mutt he was, he slurped up the last of his master’s load. He drank and drank, until he was quite literally suckling at Hinata’s pussy lips, as if beckoning more to come sloshing out.
“All clean!” Hinata said, smiling. “Time to get ready, Kiba-kun.”
“Alright.” Kiba said.
They got dressed, listening to the warm and comforting sounds of their fellow slave, Ino, being turned inside out by their master’s cock. Hinata brushed her teeth and combed her hair, and Kiba… combed his hair. He wasn’t going to brush his teeth - not when he could still taste his master’s cum, feeling it on his breath. Not to mention Hinata loved to talk to him when she could smell their Master coming from his mouth.
Ino’s hoarse moans still following them, Hinata and Kiba made their way out of the apartment.
The two of them practically lived there by this point, though they still ‘officially’ dwelled with their respective clans. The Inuzuka didn’t really care. And as for the Hyuga… well, there wasn’t much they could do - Hinata was eighteen years old, not the heir anymore, and more than free to move into her Master’s apartment.
Trekking to the lingerie store didn’t take that long, as the two already knew the path there. In fact, this wasn’t the first time they had been sent out to fetch new batches of bras and panties - and aided by the sheer wealth of the Hyuga, a blank check of sorts, there was no problem with the quantity or quality of what they were buying.
Ironically enough, the staff of the shop were actually under the impression that Kiba and Hinata were dating. Which was so ludicrous to the two of them that they’d actually had a good laugh about it afterwards. Still, it was a good cover… boyfriend and girlfriend going out to acquire items instead of two slaves.
Hinata peeled off, likely to go collect her own special brand of lingerie. Kiba knew all the girls’ cup sizes like the back of his hand, and soon his hands were swimming with shockingly large bras (for Tsunade), moderate bras (for Ino and Kurenai) and a little below average sizes for Tenten. He actually had to go get a basket to carry it all… they really needed to restock. Panties were next, and Kiba knew the sizes for those as well.
He and Hinata met up at the front of the store, a few artfully picked items in her hands - though they would likely meet an inglorious end, ripped off and discarded as their purchaser writhed on her Master’s cock.
“Wow!” the cashier said. “Doing some experimenting in the bedroom, huh?”
Hinata beamed. “In a way.” she said, locking eyes with Kiba. He grinned back at her. Together, they walked out of the store, bags full of bras and panties weighing them down.
---
Threesomes could be a slippery affair.
What if one girl was preferred over the other? What if one of the girls liked the other girl more than the man? What if the man just plain didn’t like either girl and was only part of it for the theatrics? There was a lot of things that could go wrong.
Not in this situation.
It was plain what the dynamics were.
The two women were hopelessly in love with their stud master. And he… liked them back, though they would always be second to his wife.
Kurenai was straddled on top of Hinata, their hips pressed together, sopping wet snatches mere inches away from each other. Their breasts squashed, their hair sweaty, the two able to feel the other’s breath cascading against each other.
And Naruto, of course, had his pick of the litter. He still wanted to work on Kurenai a little more, so he chose her - and the way her breath hitched was more than enough for Hinata to realize that she had been kicked down the queue.
He slid inside of Kurenai, and even her (relatively) tight pussy seemed to accept his cock with ease. As it should - what good was there in having a slave if her cunt wasn’t ready to accept his member at all times?
Pitifully, Asuma wasn’t there. He had some errands to attend to.
Still, it wasn’t as if Asuma’s absence didn’t make Kurenai’s pussy any less sweet. Naruto began to thrust with impunity, a grin on his face, his hips smacking against the red eyed teacher’s thighs.
“So big…” Kurenai rasped, bucking her hips both back and forth, causing both her and Hinata to rock like a baby would in a cradle. “F-fuck. How are you so big?”
Hinata whined… he was so close, his cock, so close - only inches away from her wet and needy pussy. Never in her life had she hated Kurenai, but now she could say that she did - how dare she come in here and get the first load from their master. Hinata had been the second one of his slaves! The most dedicated!
“Calm down, Hina.” Naruto said, patting her thigh affectionately. “I’ll get to you in a bit.”
Just like that, all of her anger evaporated.
She could never be mad at her Master, after all. And if he wanted to fuck his other slave’s cunt before hers, then… well, she’d just have to live with that. So long as she got a warm load in her womb by the end of the night, Hinata would be happy.
Alas, things weren’t meant to be.
Sakura, ever the dominatrix, decided to put an end to Kurenai and Hinata’s fun.
She stepped into the room.
“You’re on my time now, Naruto.” Sakura said, already fully nude, her pristine and gorgeous body on display. “Clear the bed, will you?”
Naruto grinned brighter than Hinata had ever seen him grin. “You got it, Sakura-chan!” Naruto said, pulling out of Kurenai’s needy pussy. He wasn’t so callous as to throw them off of the bed or anything like that… more so, he nudged the two ladies off, the two landing on the carpet in a pile of tangled limbs.
“W-what?” Kurenai stuttered.
“Mistress always comes first.” Hinata whispered.
Naruto, his member still dripping Kurenai’s juices, swept Sakura up. It looked like something out of a sappy romance movie - the two embracing, their lips locked, their bodies rubbing up against each other. “I missed you so much,” Naruto breathed, pulling her onto the bed.
“Mmm… show me how much you missed me.” Sakura murmured.
It was slow… passionate, truly a show of how much they loved each other. Naruto proved that through every thrust, every kiss, every moan that he exuded into his wife’s mouth. It was such a contrast, to the way he treated Hinata and the others. He pounded his slaves like the raving sluts they were, fucking a load into her wombs as they writhed in ecstasy against him. With Sakura… he seemed so refined, so civilized, that it threw her head for a spin as she witnessed it on the floor beside the bed.
That sort of passion didn’t lack the power that he used with his other girls, though. Whether it was Sakura or a slave, he was still committed to doling out as much pleasure as possible. The bed creaked beneath the wrath of his thrusts, and both Naruto and Sakura’s moans gradually began to fill the room.
While Kurenai and Hinata lay on the floor, unfulfilled, forced to finger themselves to the sight of their Master while Sakura was given the best night of recent memory.
As it should be.
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