The sun was still climbing when Naruto stumbled back into the main camp.
His body was sore — not from battle.
From love.
And the women knew it.
Sasuko was the first to see him, eyes narrowing at the way he walked. Not limping from pain. Limiting his movement from an overused cock.
"You fucked her, didn't you," she said flatly.
Naruto flushed. "We just—"
Tsunade stepped into view, arms folded under her breasts. "No excuses."
Sakura smirked. "We were going to let you rest before the journey to Kirigakure…"
Ino slid behind him, pressed her breasts to his back, and whispered, "But now we're jealous."
Ten minutes later — in the tent again.
Naruto was on his knees.
Panting.
Surrounded.
Sasuko had one leg draped over his shoulder, pussy dripping onto his face. He licked her slowly, moaning into her folds as she growled, "You kiss her like that? Then do it better here."
Ino had already mounted his cock, riding it reverse cowgirl, her back arching as her wet cunt squeezed him greedily. "Fuck—he's still thick—Hinata stretched this first, huh?"
Sakura sat on his hand, bouncing shamelessly. "I want his fingers in me while he fucks you," she moaned to Ino. "Fuck, yes—just like that!"
Tsunade watched for now — legs crossed, fingers buried in her own soaked pussy. Her voice was calm.
"Finish quickly. He needs to cum in me before we leave."
Naruto couldn't breathe.
His cock throbbed inside Ino — slippery, clenching, soaking him in a flood of need.
His tongue danced in Sasuko — every swirl met with a moan, her fingers in his hair.
Sakura's wet heat clenched around his hand, gushing against his palm.
And through it all, the tension built again.
Another orgasm.
Another load.
He groaned into Sasuko's cunt as his cock exploded inside Ino — thick ropes of cum pumping deep, soaking her completely.
She cried out. "YES—YES—FILL ME—AGAIN—"
Naruto pulled his mouth away from Sasuko just long enough to gasp, "I can't—"
Tsunade stood.
"You will."
Final round before departure.
Tsunade mounted him.
No foreplay.
No mercy.
She slid down onto his cock like a queen claiming her throne, her pussy sucking him in like he belonged there.
"Lick Sasuko," she commanded, rolling her hips in slow, brutal circles. "Finger Sakura. And don't stop until I cum."
He obeyed.
He had to.
Every muscle ached.
But his cock stayed hard — buried in Tsunade's tight, hot cunt, squeezed by her milking walls.
She came hard.
Her thighs locked around his waist, her orgasm spraying over his stomach, her pussy pulsing around him until he emptied himself again.
When she slid off, she wiped her slick from his abs with her fingers… and licked them.
"Now you're ready."