Conquests of the Raikage - Rabiator (2024)

Crashing the Wedding...and the Bride

The marriage of Naruto Uzumaki, the Hero of Konoha and Hinata Hyuga, former heiress to the Hyuga clan and a skilled shinobi in her own right, was a happy, heartwarming celebration. The great war and battles of the past were forgotten as some of the most influential and important shinobi from Konoha and beyond had journeyed to join the two as they forever cemented their lives together. Shortly after the ceremony was over, the reception was in full swing, as people danced, conversed, and ate to their heart’s content in a lavish covered tent nearby one of Konoha’s more luxurious hotels.

One such honored guest was A, more commonly known as the Raikage. A formidable figure already given his imposing size as well as the past conflicts between his village and Konoha, his appearance was a surprise to many of the other guests. Wearing his traditional hat of office as well as formal black robes, the only thing that stood out about him personally was his trademark boar’s head belt. The gold metal glinted in the bright lights of the tent, while the Raikage sat mostly alone at a table reserved for those guests who were considered highly respected, if not particularly close to the bride and groom. Most of the others had departed, leaving the dark skinned man to sit and sip at his drink by himself, which suited him just fine.

The few conversations he had put up with had been mostly boring pleasantries, the same innocuous questions and polite compliments issued back and forth. Only Kakashi, always a keen-eyed individual, had noticed anything worth commenting on, and that was about his arm-specifically his left arm. Some years ago, A had amputated his arm past above the elbow following a confrontation with Sasuke Uchiha-who was also at the wedding and had wisely avoided so much as making eye contact with the old, grudge-bearing Kage-yet he seemed to have recovered it since then. A had explained, tersely, that Tsunade had used her vast medical-nin skills in conjunction with her protege, Sakura, to craft an incredibly life-like prosthetic for him, one that looked, felt, and moved just like real tissue, even to the point of bleeding.

When Kakashi had asked what, exactly, Tsuande had been given by way of compensation, the Raikage had just chuckled before answering. The two of them, old enemies turned reluctant allies, had a complex relationship, and so all Tsunade had wanted was to get the better of the Raikage at a game of chance and skill they both enjoyed. It was one, he explained, that he was only too happy to let her win from time to time. Convincing the old Senju clanswoman had never been difficult for the wily man from Kumo-after all, they both had something the other wanted, but she couldn’t exactly get it anywhere else. At least, not at the same quality.

Now, alone again, the Raikage spent his time taking in the scene around him. Weddings weren’t exactly his idea of fun, but they were a great place to meet women, as he’d already learned about an hour or so ago-(what was her name again? She’d been a pretty young blonde, that much he remembered). Still, while there plenty of beautiful specimens at the wedding, all of them viable options for the muscular man. He was more intimidating than handsome, but not unattractive, and his position afforded him both status and an ability to know when to turn on the charm, how to read someone’s behavior. Still, even the cunning warrior was surprised when a most unexpected opportunity simply presented itself to him.

Up at the main table, the bride and groom had clearly been enjoying themselves, the former quite a bit moreso. Naruto Uzumaki, a powerful shinobi in his own right, although the Raikage considered him little more than a mighty fool had behaved like many young men on their wedding day. Lots of laughs and smiles, lots of pictures, some dancing with the new Mrs. Uzumaki, along with plenty of congratulatory sake with no more food in his belly than a few bites of wedding cake. As a result, the blond man was currently snoozing in his fine robes, slumped back in his chair, snoring so hard a little bubble could be seen forming at the end of his nose with each breath.

That left Hinata, resplendent in her white kimono, complete with a purple sash that draped across her shoulders, hurrying from the tent. A smirked as he watched, no doubt the doting bride was already all too eager to be a nursemaid for her husband, and was trying to find him something to both wake and sober up. Yes, it was a situation he’d seen plenty of times before, at those times when he could be bothered to go to weddings. Still, the whole thing gave him a rather unique and wicked idea-the sort he had always thought the best to-

Thump!

His table moved around a bit, as though something were scurrying underneath the long white tablecloth. There had been quiet sounds earlier, but they had mostly been drowned out by the music playing, the loud atmosphere of happy wedding guests chatting, and the soft patter of rain from the tent’s ceiling. Still, this one was a bit harder to ignore. A made a short sound of disapproval, before he leaned back in his chair to take a look underneath the table.

“Keep it down, would you? I’m trying to think here.”

Another reason A had preferred to be left alone this whole time was that he wasn’t alone at all. Underneath the table, on her hands and knees and currently choking herself red in the face on his mammoth black co*ck, was the blonde he’d met earlier. Ino something or other he remembered now, that was her name. All that time she’d been under there, nearly fifty minutes or so, and she’d still barely managed to stuff half of his huge co*ck down her throat.

Her beautiful pale face was horribly stretched around his co*ck, jaw pushed so far down it almost looked dislocated, while her shining aquamarine eyes glistened with tears. Her elaborate makeup streaked down her face, mascara making her look a drowned racoon while her lipstick left clear pink smudges along the Raikage’s throbbing veiny, ebony co*ckshaft. Still, for an inexperienced yet slu*tty blonde bimbo who’d clearly never been with a real man before, half wasn’t bad-that meant Ino had nearly fifty centimeters of a co*ck as thick as one of her shapely thighs stretching her gullet out and leaving a clear bell-shaped bulge psat her elongated, expanded neck, lodged clearly between her full perky breasts. Her cream colored dress was stained with tears and drool that slopped past the tight seal her lips formed around his dick, even as she coughed and gagged pathetically around it, her noises muffled by the sheer weight of his dick-though the vibrations they sent through A’s shaft were most enjoyable.

Growing tired of her meager efforts and with a more enticing prize in mind A decided it was time to finish things up. He shrugged and set his glass down on the table after quickly draining the rest of the cool amber liquid.

“That’s the problem with you young kunoichi.” He muttered, even as he grabbed a hold of Ino’s soft blond hair, done up in an elaborate braided hairstyle for the special occasion, now matted with sweat and hanging limply around her reddened, exhausted face. With a firm grip around her skull, A began dragging Ino’s face up and down his co*ck, using her face as nothing more than a masturabtory sleeve to pump his co*ck into. Ino moaned and squealed, her purple heels clacking off the floor as her legs kicked childishly, stuck in place by the huge co*ck spearing into her face.

“Always-mmf-biting off more than you can chew. Its a good thing you have someone with experience showing you what-hnnh-to do!”

With a series of grunts and quiet, intense breaths, A began to come right into Ino’s pretty little mouth. Her stomach was soon stretched as much, if not more, than her mouth as A’s ji*zz shot forth in massive, smelly, powerful jets. The pungent, virile seed piled up in Ino’s stomach like a rising tide, nearly drowning the brainless bimbo as A used her skull as a sperm receptacle. Ino’s hands slapped weakly at his muscled, iron-like thighs as her lack of air, the degrading facef*ck, and her own slu*tty submissive nature all drove her over the edge. Her pupils shrunk in her head, leaving her eyes nearly blank whites as her body shook, shuddering itself to an oxygen-starved hands free org*sm that seemed to explode like a firecracker through her body, obliterating her braincells. There was a wet, gushing sound as she squirted in her dress, sounding like she was nearly pissing herself as her issue hit the ground between her thighs.

Holding her in place for the next several minutes until his org*sm finally subsided, A glanced down. Pulling his co*ck out of her mouth with a heavy thick schlorp, he saw that Ino had passed out, completely overpowered by his co*ck. Still, he gave an appreciative scent that she’d come herself stupid from the experience-it was all a weak little white girl from Konoha could hope for the outcome to be, really, when faced with superior Kumo co*ck.

He pushed Ino off the rest of his dick without fanfare and she collapsed in an undignified heap under the table, ji*zz leaking out of her mouth and nostrils as her hands rested against her swollen baby like a mother cradling her unborn child. Someone would find her sooner or later, maybe that skinny sissy boy he’d seen her with earlier-Tai? Either way, she wasn’t his concern anymore. Not when he had his eyes set on another, even more attractive little Konoha piece of ass.

Barely pausing to button his pants, A strode out of the tent, enjoying that anyone who found themselves in his path quickly moved out of the way. His suit barely looked rumpled, though his co*ck was only slightly softened even after that massive comeload. As old and as endowed as he was, the Raikage had learned how to hide his co*ck-when he wasn’t trying to impress some hot slu*t with the sight of his bulge, that was. Speaking of such a thing...there was a blushing bride he had to give a wedding present to. With how gorgeously stacked she was, tit* nearly straining through her modestly cut wedding kimono, how could he resist?

Finding her outside, the Raikage wasted no time in sidling up to her, surprising Hinata with the rudeness of his appearance. Like a lot of young people who had never seen him in action, she was shocked that the monstrously big man could move so quickly.

“Ah, Hinata! Or should I say, Mrs. Uzumaki-san. I was hoping to speak with you.” Hinata was only just making her way back to the tent, apparently having fetched something from the hotel.

“Oh! Uh...Raikage-sama, I didn’t expect to see you here. Well that is...I mean, I’m glad you could make it to our special day.” Hinata’s voice was a little shaky, as A could tell he was making her nervous. He wasn’t surprised, aside from his usual intimidating presence, there was the simple physical difference between them.

A short woman even in her high heels, Hinata was roughly a foot and a half shorter than the barrel-chested, broad shouldered Raikage, though her diminutive nature was hardly the most notable thing about her. While her face was lovely, in a delicate way with gentle features and the characteristic Byakugan eyes of her clan, and hair was both elegant and alluring what was most enticing about Hinata was her curvaceous, simply stacked and thick body. With a slender stomach and toned arms and legs born of practice, her enormous breasts were simply a genetic godsend each and of themselves, perhaps the most perfect pair even an old and well traveled man like the Raikage had ever seen. Each one was twice the size of her head, wide enough to strain at her dress with every soft dress she took, and big enough to be seen by someone standing behind her.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it. Though I was surprised to receive an invitation at all.” The Raikage replied, his voice rich and low, almost mesmerizing. Hinata certainly seemed entranced, her jittery eyes locked onto his own.

Probably the only thing as impressive as Hinata’s huge tit*, and likely the only thing that kept her from simply toppling over was her massive backside. Her ass stuck out behind her like a wobbling shelf, putting her wedding kimono to the test and forcing Hinata to take small, short measured steps at all times lest her ass shake and sway from side to side like a stripper trying to give customers a free show. Even in the lands of Kumo, A had scarcely seen a fatter, thicker booty and on a pale, soft looking girl like Hinata he found it all the more enticing.

“I wasn’t sure if you’d like this sort of thing really. I’m not sure how you people do things, after all.” Hinata said, still clearly on her backfoot but trying to play the part of a happy hostess.

“My people? What do you mean, Hinata-san? You mean, from Kumo? Us...black people, that is?” A wasn’t surprised by her attitude-the villages weren’t exactly known for their history of positive relations and cultural intermingling after all. On top of that, everything he’d found out about the Hyuuga clan with his extensive network of agents suggested that for most of her life, Hinata had lived a very sheltered life with her father, who was quite a piece of work. The elder Hyuuga’s experience in the Third Shinobi War, as well as his later lifetime with such conflicts as the Konoha Crush, had left him rather xenophobic, an outlook he’d passed to his daughter, however oblivious she seemed about it.

“Yes, that’s what I meant! I mean...I know you have weddings and all, I just assumed you would do things a little differently than we do in Konoha, that’s all. Eh, meaning no offense of course, Raikage-sama. I saw you earlier, dancing with Ino-san, you move rather gracefully for a big black thug.” Hinata suddenly gasped, as if only now realizing what she’d said. She clapped one hand to her mouth, blushing bright red.

“Eh...that is, I don’t mean to say...only, that is what my father used to say. Please, forgive me.” Hinata bowed low, hair dripping from her dark hair. Her arched back only presented her fat ass more obviously, as though she were a prize female waiting to be bred-the rain made the entire garment cling to her body and highlight her curves even more than usual.

A waved off her concerns, having heard far worse in his life, and knowing a clear conversational advantage when one was handed to him. Before she fully straightened up, though, he did take the opportunity to help himself to an eyeful of Hinata’s magnificent ass and her mouth-watering cleavage visible through her kimono, which was growing more sheer by the second.

“Oh, well I suppose you must be right. We do have our own unique way of doing things in Kumogakure, some of them might take you by surprise, given your rather sheltered upbringing.” A’s expression was as neutral as usual, but he managed to pack quite a bit of condescension with his usual intimidation-people who considered themselves sophisticated like those from Konoha found it extra galling to be talked down to by some “black thug”, as many thought of him. But A had yet to meet someone who’d actually been willing to challenge him on it.

“But your friend, Ino-kun, was rather more open-minded. She’d said she’d always wanted to get more knowledge of Kumo culture from a...first-hand perspective, if you take my meaning.” Hinata seemed a little slow to pick up on innuendos and the like, but that only further piqued A’s interest...something told him this sheltered flower would prove to be far more entertaining than her dumb blonde friend.

Hinata nodded eagerly, her head bobbing foolishly even as her tit* shook from the suddenness of her movement. She was glad that the Raikage didn’t seem offended by her words and so quick to latch onto his tone.

“Yes, I think I know what you mean. Ino had sometimes told me she always wanted to see what if it was true what women would say about nigg*rs such as yourself. Oh! I mean, not that you’re a nig-I just, that was what Ino would say...though perhaps I shouldn’t have shared that.” Hinata blushed even deeper than before, stammering like an idiot.

A crossed his arms, looking like he’d had just about enough of her slow-witted “slip-ups.” Though to be fair, Ino had said as much to him in the few minutes of conversation they’d had before he’d plugged her throat with his co*ck. He found her moans and gags to be far more enjoyable than her amateurish, cliched attempts at flattery.

“Well, I could certainly hope you don’t speak like that to all your guests from Kumo, Hinata.” Using her first name got some of the Raikage’s displeasure across, his voice low and rumbling. Just as quickly, he softened, knowing that he had Hinata right where he wanted her-or would, soon. A stroked his mustache as he sized her up, appearing both sagely and demonic at the same time, his light hair in stark contrast to his dark skin, especially in the overcast rainy night.

“You wouldn’t want to cause a scene at your wedding after all, would you?” The Raikage drew closer, casting a shadow across her body with his looming form. This close, the difference in their size was almost comical-the Raikage was broader than Hinata nearly twice over, and outweighed her by well more than a hundred pounds, making it obvious that he could break her in half if he wanted. Furthermore, Hinata realized that, standing away from the lit-up tent as they were, no one would be able to see her from behind the Raikage’s massive bulk.

“Uh...no, no of course not. I am sorry,” Hinata sounded genuine, her eyes shining with emotion.

“Perhaps I could make it up to you in some way?” She gave him a small smile, her expression cute in a youthful way that contrasted with the Raikage’s older, glowering face. Such a cute young look only turned him on more, and had he been anywhere else, A would have dispensed with the pleasantries and bent this stacked young bitch over and f*cked her brains out right then and there.

“Well, maybe I should apologize as well. After all, I know how stressful a wedding day can be for a young bridge. I tell you what, why don’t we head up to your honeymoon suite, and I can give you my wedding present in person?” He smiled with a hint of warmth, which was a lot more than he usually showed, drawing closer to Hinata and seeming to surround her with his sheer, overwhelming presence and aura.

Hinata looked confused, an expression she wore often which did little to dampen her beauty. She whispered, barely loud enough for A to hear, as though she were talking to herself. “Eh...the suite? You and I...eh, but father always said going anywhere alone with a nigg*r was asking for trouble, especially for a white woman.”

A glowered at her again, and there was suddenly a smell of burnt ozone in the air between them, like the air right before a thunderstrike. Sparks seemed to flash across his eyes just for a moment, and Hinata actually squeaked like a mouse, caught off guard by his sudden intensity. She realized just how small and lacking in significance she was compared to the Raikage, and Hinata was surprised at how much she actually liked that strange feeling.

“What was that?” He said dangerously.

Hinata shook her head, rain droplets flying from the end of her hair. “Oh, I meant, eh, I would be only too happy to accept your gift, Raikage-sama. Only, does it have to be in the hotel suite? That is, I’m sure everyone would like to see what you have to give me-to see my happy face as I take all that you have to give!”

A chuckled at that, though Hinata wasn’t sure what was funny. “You’re not wrong, but my gift is a bit more private in nature, something very near and dear to me. It’s also something a surprise, and I’m sure you wouldn’t want to share it with anyone else until you’d gotten to fully experience it for yourself. So please, lead the way. I insist.”

There didn’t seem to be anything else to say to that, at least not that Hinata could think of, and her resistance seemed to crumble like a sand-castle. She bowed once more, her hands clasped together, unthinkingly tightening her sash around her body-showing off her trim waist just above her thick, child-bearing hips.

“Hai, Raikage-sama. Of course.” In the face of such a bold, thuggish proposition, what more could Hinata do? She turned and started walking towards the hotel, aware that the Raikage was practically hovering beside her-she could feel the heat from his body radiating outward. She’d only been in the suite for a little while earlier that morning while she got ready, and Naruto probably hadn’t set foot in it at all. And now she was going to be showing the Raikage, this scary, monstrous man to it all by herself.

They’d gotten only just inside the hotel and into the elevator before Hinata found it in herself to speak again.

“Eh...I was surprised to see that you came by yourself, Raikage-sama. I thought perhaps one of your trusted kunoichi from Kumo might have accompanied you, as a sign of-oooh!”

Smack!

Hinata actually jumped in place, making her fat tit* bounce, as the Raikage suddenly slapped her ass, the impact burning her thick asscheek even through her kimono. Even as she settled back onto her shaky feet, heels clacking, he didn’t let up. Drawing closer, the Raikage used one massive hand to clamp onto Hinata’s ass, feeling it up roughly and without finesse, simply holding onto her firm, enormous rump the way someone might evaluate a prize-winningly large piece of fruit.

“Did you know, when I first meant your friend Ino, she asked me a similar question? I think she was trying to be cute. I explained to her that big, strong, nigg*rs like me love a fat white ass...like yours.”

Smack!

He suddenly struck her other cheek too, his big, calloused hands seeming to be the perfect size to handle such a mouth-wateringly huge, heart-shaped booty like Hinata’s. Hinata had never been spanked like this before in her life, not since her father used to discipline her, and she suddenly found herself feeling very hot and light-headed, her breath coming in slow, quick gasps. She blushed deeply, unable to keep her words from spilling from her mouth.

“Hah...is that true? Do you really like my...ass? Even though its so big?” She’d heard such things about black men before, from disapproving Hyuugas of all stripes, from her grandmother, to her father, to her mother as well. Even her little sister Hanabi had often made fun of Hinata for being so curvy (though in recent years, she’d blossomed into rather a thick young woman herself, nearly as stacked as her big sister), saying that no white man would ever want a woman with such an embarrassingly large, bouncy, dump-truck ass.

The implication had been that only beasti*al, out of control black men would ever be attracted to such a woman. She had heard tales of such things, and the few women from Kumo Hinata had heard of all had been rather...large, in certain areas. They also seemed much freer about their bodies-why the Raikage himself flaunted his muscles like a much younger man might, and that hideous belt buckle he wore was surely only to draw attention to his crotch.

“Oh yes.” The Raikage was so close now, his voice coming from barely an inch away from Hinata’s ear. He was bent low, and suddenly the elevator seemed barely large enough for the two of them. Hinata was so enraptured by the situation that she barely noticed when the bell dinged and the doors opened. The Raikage simply led her forward with one hand, gripping her lightly by the upper arm-Hinata was amazed at how strong he was without even trying. Her athletic bicep was completely swallowed up by his massive, firm hand, making her feel like a weak little girl before such a big, strong, virile man.

Hinata moved as if in a trance, unlocking the suite and taking larger, less ladylike steps as she entered, as if trying to show off her fat bouncing ass without meaning to. Her huge booty cheeks bounced off each other quietly as she walked, swaying from side to side with a hypnotizing quality as the Raikage followed very closely behind, his eyes never leaving that amazing stupidly thick white ass.

He closed the door quietly behind them, not bothering to lock it. While he didn’t like interruptions, he wasn’t expecting any, and he certainly knew how to deal with them in any case. It was a nice place, lush and well furnished. Hinata reached to turn the lights on, but the Raiakge cut her off quickly.

“Eh, Hinata, it would be better to leave the lights off. A moonlit night is the perfect atmosphere for a wedding gift, yes?” His voice had the same quiet confidence and authority as before, and Hinata couldn’t help but agree to everything he said-he just seemed so sure of himself at all times. It was quite different from Naruto’s habit of looking before he leaped and just assuming things would work out.

“Oh, I agree, Raikage-sama. It’s almost...romantic.” Hinata replied, not quite sure why she’d said that. The room suddenly felt very small, despite being a large chamber with an entry room and then the larger bedroom beyond-Hinata glanced in the direction of the wedding bed, strange thoughts whirling through her mind. She looked away suddenly, taking a moment to watch the rain, which had picked up in speed and volume, as it lashed against the large, floor to ceiling windows of the far wall. She leaned forward a bit, putting one hand on the glass as she watched the rain fall, sticking that thick booty out behind her with an air of unintentioned yet obvious sexuality.

Feeling his bulge growing, the Raikage took in the sights for a moment while Hinata did the same, before he eventually cleared his throat loudly. Hinata turned around, as if suddenly remembering he was there-despite surreptitiously eying him in the windows reflection (Hinata had always been too conscientious to use her Byakugan to spy on others when they out of her “normal” eye line, even if she was somewhat tempted in A’s case) before she straightened up, hands clasped again.

“I’m sorry, I got a little distracted there for a moment. Now, I believe you have a gift for me?” Hinata beamed at him, warm and looking every bit the elegant newly married bride. A almost felt bad for Naruto, considering what he had in mind for his busty little shortstack of a wife...almost.

“Yes, but first I have to make sure you’re ready to receive it. Please, come closer, Hinata-kun.” The familiarity in his words made Hinata blush once more, but she happily stepped forward, her drying kimono still clinging to her body with every step.

Between the cloth getting wet and then slowly growing dry from her body heat, it had gotten somewhat looser on her body, the silk belt tying it about her waist hanging low and letting it fall down her shoulders a bit, revealing the top of her arms, her slender collarbone and just the hint of her massive, just barely uncovered cleavage. When she was close, Hinata paused, her voice low, looking up at the Raikage.

“I’m...ready, Raikage-sama. Please, give me your gift.” In the darkness of the room, he seemed even larger than before, only barely lit up by the partially obscured moon. He smiled down at her, his teeth bright white and shining in his large face, that massive, bear-like visage suddenly very appealing to Hinata in a way she couldn’t explain.

“Oh, I’ll be the judge of that. But don’t worry, I’ll help you get ready. Like this.”

The Raiakge suddenly wrapped one arm around Hinata’s waist, pulling him towards her. For a moment, their bodies were pressed firmly against each other, and Hinata surprised both of them by moving slightly, grinding her ass against the Raikage’s body without even thinking about it. She had just a second to process what she felt there, a huge firm hardness against her ass as she rubbed up and down, before A contorted her body again, bending her in half as his hand traced up her body. He just lightly brushed above her enormous tit* with his hand, before seizing both of Hinata’s wrists in his hand and holding her arms out in front of her, bent over at the waist.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ahh! Ooo-wahh!” Hinata yelled in surprise and pain-wracked shock as A began spanking her ass with greater force than before. He paused for a moment, rubbing her suddenly reddened asscheeks, as Hinata just gasped, trying to catch her breath. He pushed her kimono up rudely, clumping the material around her waist as he resumed smacking her ass, painting her fat white ass red with bright, clear handprints. Hinata yelped again, her legs stiff as she unconsciously thrust her ass out more to meet the Raikage’s firm unyielding hand.

“Ahhh! Raikage-sama, puh-please...what are you doing?” She said, tossing her head back to look over one shoulder at him. Hinata bit her plump lower lip in worry and a strange kind of anticipation, a trickle of sweat beading in an inviting way down her pale brow.

“Getting you ready, like I said.” The Raikage’s tone was very casual and matter of fact, as though this was something that happened every day. To him, it might very well have been.

“Would you like me to stop?”

Hinata didn’t even pause before she answered. “Ah-no, no!”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ha-annh!”

Hinata had no choice-had wanted no choice-than to simply stand there and take it as the Raikage beat her ass with almost angry force. He would vary his approach so that she would never get used to it, striking her so hard her spine tingled and her breath caught in her chest. He would focus on one plump asscheek for a while, before going to the other, and then switch back and forth very rapidly, not letting Hinata get used to it.

She found herself at first just enduring the sudden spanking onslaught, and then after an embarrassingly short time...she began to enjoy it. First a dozen slaps, then another, then, fifty. Hinata felt sweat trickling down her body, even as her thighs rubbed together. Her breath grew faster and faster reaching some kind of release.

“Do you still want my wedding gift, Mrs. Uzumaki?” The Raikage sneered. Hinata's nipples were obviously hard now, nearly poking through her kimono as she kept shaking her ass in his face between spanks, clad in a lacy web of underwear that did nothing to hide her rump and only made her ass look that much more sinfully large and round.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“HNNGH! H-hai! Yes, I want it, I want it, please!” Hinata said, before he clapped her cheeks again, making her toes curl inside her heels. She turned her head to one side, biting at her upper arm to try and muffle her screams. Another twenty strikes, then twenty-five more. Hinata couldn't believe that something like this was affecting her so much, but it was obvious her puss* was practically pouring at this point, her thighs slick with arousal. Hinata huffed and puffed, barely able to breathe-Naruto had never made her feel like this, not even close, not once.

“Uh...sir, sir, Raikage-sama, I’m going to, gonna...if you don’t stop, I’m gonna-oh!”

Hinata nearly collapsed as the Raikage suddenly let her arms go, his hand falling away from her ass. She still felt a heat building up in her, but now it seemed unable to progress, having reached some critical point, and stopping juuust short of crossing the finish line.

The Raikage suddenly sat down in a plush, high-backed red chair, having grabbed one of the hotel’s complimentary bottles of champagne from somewhere. He popped the cork off with one thumb, before taking a long swig.

“Now you’re ready, Hinata-kun. Get on your knees, and close your eyes, right here and I’ll give you your present.”

Hinata almost fell to her knees, not only in a hurry to obey, but simply because her legs were on the verge of giving out. She scooted closer to the Raikage before she closed her eyes-still able to maneuver around perfectly well thanks to her Byakugan. Hinata wasn’t an idiot, she was fairly sure she knew what was coming, and a part of her was very, very excited, always having heard rumors from girls like Ino and Sakura about what black men like the Raikage had swinging between their legs.

Eyes closed, she stuck her chest out without realizing, kneeling on the floor obediently, head tilted up at the Raikage.

“Yes, just like that, stay right there. I’ve got a big surprise for you, Hinata-kun. Just take your hands, right here, yes that’s right. Now just pull on that and open your present.” The Raikage chuckled, downing the rest of the fizzy champagne before he let the empty bottle roll away to some unseen corner of the room.

Ziiiiip! Flop!

Something wide, long, heavy and hard smacked Hinata full in the face, with enough impact to nearly knock her backwards. Surprised and caught completely off guard, Hinata could barely speak, totally unprepared for anything like this. The smell of it made her nostrils flare, even as Hinata felt herself licking her lips on pure reflex.

“Neh-what? Oh….ahhh-wowww~” Hinata couldn’t believe what she was seeing. This huge, veiny, pulsating, massive, black piece of meat in front of her was the Raikage’s dick, its heat and sheer girth practically vibrating against her face. Her eyes widened in her head, cheeks flushed a dark red as something strange and primal seemed to awaken in Hinata’s body, already spurred to life by the harsh, arousing ass beating the Raikage had given her, and now the sheer presence of this co*ck seemed to have sent her into an empty-headed, concussive state. Her body and libido were in overdrive, a strange situation for the very reserved woman whose sexual exploits were quite limited and even then had only been shared with Naruto. At the same time, her rational mind quite simply didn’t know how to process what she was seeing, as it was so in odds with what she thought to be reality.

Oh my f*cking god he’s so f*cking huge! Naruto’s penis is just around the size of my finger, but this...thing, I can barely see where it ends!

Hinata actually had to rock back on her haunches, tit* wobbling as she scooted backwards, that big long co*ck leaving a trail of sweat on her face as she pulled back. Getting the whole effect, Hinata was just as stunned as before, if not more so, like someone staring down the barrel of a cannon. The Raikage’s co*ck had to be two, no three feet long-more! Thicker around than one of Hinata’s thighs and with a massive, dark tip that seemed to flare, a pronounced prick helmet that was the size of both of Hinata’s small fists pressed together, leaking a thick, viscous cloudy substance from the piss-slit.

Into the quiet, overwhelming silence, the Raikage just laughed boisterously. He’d been expecting a reaction just like this, and Hinata didn’t disappoint.

“What’s the matter? Never seen a big black dick before...or as you might say, a fat nigg*r co*ck?” He chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying his complete control of the situation, sitting above Hinata like a king in his throne, while she simply stared at his co*ck, unblinking, body shaking in disbelief. Her mouth kept moving, but nothing but broken syllables and confused, high-pitched moans shot through with tones of need escaped her plump lips, made up in a dark purple shade. The Raikage shrugged out of his robes as Hinata remained silent, until he was completely naked with his black muscles on display, tattooed body exotic and strange to Hinata, yet very arousing-or at least it would have been if she could stop staring at that dick.

“Well, you know what to do right? I want to see you enjoy your wedding present, Hinata Uzumaki.” His voice mocked her, even as the Raikage reached down, leaning over Hinata and reminding her again just how huge he was, massive in every respect from his height and muscles to this monstrous, appendage-like co*ck of his.

Smack!

He spanked her fat ass again, making her thick cheeks clap off of one another, again and again. She gasped and moaned, unthinkingly nuzzling her face against A’s co*ck as he spanked her ass, unable to deny how much she loved it when he slapped her, like she was a dirty, foolish disobedient bitch. Raikage could tell that Hinata was clearly a slu*t for getting spanked, a fat-titted busty piece of ass with more tit* than brains who clearly had a fetish for getting spanked by a big strong man, especially an older one, so he knew not to let up. Stopping was the last thing either of them wanted.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Now, put that pretty little mouth of yours to work, Hinata, and suck my co*ck.” He punctuated his words with a harsh, two handed slap of Hinata’s ass, and she gasped, moaning as her puss* responded again to the treatment, her whole body feeling like it was on fire. Her response was automatic, as though it was the only thing she could say, the absolute right thing to say.

“Ahh Y-yes, daddy!”

Before she even knew what she was doing, before she realized exactly what she’d said, Hinata leaned forward, her tongue rolling out of her mouth slowly, sensually as she licked all around the massive tip. Spit slathered up around the massive bellend as Hinata swirled her tongue around the Raikage’s sensitive foreskin, peeling it back a bit so she could really get a taste of his dick. The sensation of it burned on her tongue, and only made Hinata coo in delight at the raw, dirty, virile taste of that nasty, huge f*cking nigg*r dick. Hinata licked it like it was the tastiest treat she’d ever had, and for a moment there was a sheer sign of delight on Hinata’s face as she swiped her tongue around this man’s co*ck, a man she’d never spoken to until today, a huge hulking black man that her father would call a dirty thug, all after she’d just gotten officially married to Naruto only a few hours ago.

Then suddenly, Hinata pulled back, just for a moment. A part of her was horrified at what she was doing, or at least that was how she looked. The Raikage noticed that she never stopped looking at his co*ck though, even as her face went through the motions of looking shocked and ashamed.

“I...I don’t know if-” Hinata said, but then she stopped, as she felt the Raikage’s hand squeezing her head. The sheer force of his grip stopped her right in his tracks, but it made Hinata even wetter than before as she realized, as big as his hand was-able to palm the back of her head like a child would hold a ball-and as strong as he was, the Raikage was barely actually squeezing at all.

He’s so...strong! What a f*cking big black brute!

“Look, I don’t have all night, Hinata. Get those pretty lips of yours to work...or maybe I should just leave?” The impatience in his voice, the way someone might address a child throwing a fit that even the child didn’t think would work, cut right through to Hinata.

Again, Hinata moved forward without thinking, beginning to slather the Raikage’s co*ck with spit. There was no point in thinking, she realized. She knew what she wanted, and what she wanted was this big fat co*ck. She licked it up and down, having to shove her face forward to get further down A’s shaft, swirling her tongue around the head, taking long, hungry licks at the veiny underside. Hinata moved back to the tip of his co*ck, finally reaching up with both hands to stroke and pump his thick manhood with firm, eager force.

“It’s so big! My hands barely even fit halfway around it!” Hinata said, her voice breathless in true awe and amazement. Stroking a little faster, loving the way that hard thick co*ck felt between her soft, dainty fingers, she pressed her face right against the tip. Opening her mouth wide, she heard the Raikage groan above her and blushed deeply as she began to kiss at his co*ck with a hungry, submissive and eager to please air.

She rarely even kissed Naruto with such passion, and now she was making loud, exaggerated lip-smacking noises around the Raikage’s co*ck even as her tongue slurped up and down his distended piss-slit. Hinata’s eyes watered at the pungent taste, not quite unpleasant but very, very strong, yet she kept going.

Before long the Raikage’s co*ck was shining with her spit, great frothy bubbles of the stuff forming at her lips as cloudy ropes of saliva hung between her mouth and his co*ck. The Raikage had to admit she was somewhat impressive for such a wallflower type-not just a hot pair of ass and tit*; once she had a real dick in front of her, Hinata’s inner submissive slu*t seemed to just take over.

“Good job, Hinata.” The Raikage said, and Hinata cooed at this, her heart skipping a beat at this brutish man’s blunt, condescending praise.

“Now open wide and get to ready to suck that nigg*r dick.” He commanded, and Hinata simply opened her mouth as wide as she could. Sticking her tongue out and feeling her jaw ache, Hinata knew that things were progressing well past any point of return, and somehow that just turned her on more. She just wasn’t even sure if the Raikage’s huge fat co*ck would fit in her mouth, not when it was so long and thick and-

“Glchhhh! Hwaaark!”

Hinata suddenly gagged as A shoved his dick past her open wide lips, with no preamble or warning sign. A grunted above her, holding her firmly in place as he speared into that hot, wet mouth. His fat black co*ck was so large, the tip so flared and engorged that even though Hinata thought her mouth was as open as it could be, her jaw creaked and opened just a little wider so she could fit that co*ck into her mouth.

From there, A was done playing games with Hinata. If she couldn’t his dick any better than Ino could-well, he’d be disappointed but not terribly surprised. He put Hinata through her paces, pushing farther and farther down her throat. Her face turned red as she gagged and choked, spittle flying out of her mouth as she coughed, her entire upper body retching.

“Oh yes, that’s it Hinata, just like that. Swallow that big fat co*ck, you dirty little slu*t.” The Raikage hissed, dragging Hinata’s face up and down his dick.

“Glaggh, glagggh, glacck!”

Tears shone in Hinata’s eyes as her make-up began to run, and smudged rings of purple lipstick marked her progress down the Raikage’s co*ck. His dick was a blur as he thrust into her tight mouth, even as Hinata’s cheeks hollowed out and her eyes turned red from the exertion. Her tongue kept moving eagerly, and she reached out, stroking at the base of his co*ck and rubbing his fat black balls. Hinata could barely think, but she was still amazed by the sheer size of A’s nuts, fondling one with each hand and barely able to contain the sweaty, leathery skin.

The Raikage had gotten over a foot of his co*ck down Hinata’s throat, while she sputtered and spewed up spit and his own pre-come. Her throat was practically squeezing his co*ck, sucking at him with a mind of its own, spurring him to go even faster and harder. Still holding Hinata in place, he stood up, towering above the kneeling girl. Stepping forward, A bent Hinata nearly in half, her back arched as he f*cked down into her throat.

Fifteen minutes went by, then thirty, then forty. In between the Raikage’s tirade of dirty talk and the sounds of Hinata’s gagging, choking throat spasms, the room was filled with loud smacks as he reached down to spank and slap at Hinata’s ass.

“Oh f*ck that’s good, Hinata! Stay right there, you little co*ck-sucker! I’m not done with you yet!”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Finally, he thrust forward with all his might, spearing his co*ck as deep in Hinata’s mouth as he could make it. Her beautiful face, smeared with spittle, tears, snot and her ruined make-up, was hidden from view as he towered above, squeezing her skull like some primal animal dominating a weak mate. Hinata had just enough time to realize what was happening as the Raikage’s co*ck seemed to grow even stiffer inside her stuffed gullet. His co*cktip was visible through the skin of her stomach, bulging out her trim belly like a massive bell as his co*ck began to explode with his second and even larger load of the night. Then Hinata lost all rational thought, as she began to come herself, riding out the org*sm as her oxygen dwindled and his big black hands kept abusing and smacking her reddened and sore ass.

“Hwaaark!~” There was a distinct and twisted sound of pleasure to Hinata’s cries, her eyes rolling fully back in her head as she was used more deeply and roughly than she’d ever imagined. The blushing bride taken by another man and used as his sexual plaything, and she’d loved every minute of it. ji*zz speewed out of Hinata’s nostrils and from her lips as the Raikage filled her up, puking up his come enough to deflate her stomach-right before another series of ropey, tacky blasts of spunk filled her right back up again. This pattern continued for nearly six full cycles before the Raikage was finished-nearly.

Having had this in mind ever since he’d first taken an interest in Hinata, he pulled out, even as his co*ck continued to shoot hot shots of spunk all over Hinata’s face. She gagged, but covered her mouth with one hand, trying to drink down everything in her mouth with loud, exaggerated swallowing sounds like a teenager gulping down an oversized beer.

“Use your tit*, Hinata, give me those fat f*cking jugs!” The Raikage demanded, using one hand to tear Hinata’s stained kimono open without a care to the value of the wedding garment.

Schri-iiip!

Hinata’s tit*, draped in lacy wedding lingerie, looked even better than he imagined and A wasted no time in sticking his co*ck between them. His dark, bulbous co*ck between Hinata’s pale, creamy enormous tit* was a sinfully lewd sight, and it only made his org*sm continue that much harder. Hinata gasped and mewled while A grunted and groaned, the two of them lost in their sordid sex acts as the Raikage fufliffled the fantasies of many a young shinobi and f*cked Hinata’s tit* as hard and fast as he could. By the time his org*sm subsided, Hinata’s face, her neck, and her entire upper body was covered in ji*zz, even as more of it streaked into her hair, matting down the strands on top of her head until they stuck to her scalp.

“Hahh..hahh...oh my gawddd.” Hinata said, her voice thick as left-over ji*zz sloshed around in her mouth. Her stomach felt so full, so hot from A’s come, and with a quick use of her Byakugan, she could actually see it. Seeing how he’d defiled her insides so thoroughly almost made Hinata come all over again, and she might have reached down and fingerf*cked herself rotten to that image, if A had given her the chance.

Instead he hauled her to her feet, holding on to a thick handful of her hair and pulling Hinata about like he was using the reins of a horse. Hinata followed him as best she could on wobbly legs much shorter than A’s, but found a strange delight in being yanked around. The pair entered the bedroom and the Raikage didn’t even slow in his stride, picking Hinata up by the waist with one hand and tossing her onto the large bed, upholstered in white linens and embroidered with gold accents. She bounced on the bed, her breasts jiggling inside the tight lingerie, which only pushed Hinata’s breasts up to even more sensual heights than normal.

In an instant the Raiakge was atop her, straddling her body and creating an indent in the bed that Hinata sunk into. She was pinned beneath him completely, his big strong body throwing her’s into shadow as his dick lay between them like an iron rod.

“Now, Mrs. Uzumaki, I’m gonna show how a sexy little slu*t like you is supposed to be treated and give you the wedding night of your life. By time I’m done with you, your tight little f*ckholes will be completely reshaped, until you’ll only be able to feel big black co*ck. I bet Naruto can’t even compare, can he?”

It should have made Hinata ashamed how fast she was to join in running Naruto down, but instead it only made her puss* wetter. Besides, she was only telling the truth.

“No, no he can’t! His co*ck is like a tiny little worm compared to your’s, Raikage-sama!”

A smiled at her, brushing a stray strand of hair out of her face with surprising gentleness.

“Now, now. What do you really wanna call me, Hinata-kun?”

“...Daddy. I want you to f*ck me dad-eeeee!”

Hinata’s lewd request turned into a shrill cry as the Raikage drilled straight down into her tight puss*, his co*ck not so much sliding in as punching her puss* open. Hinata wasn’t a virgin-Naruto had talked her into having sex a few months before the wedding-but compared to what this felt like, getting speared open by nearly forty inches of rock hard black co*ck, she might as well have been. The brutal, male dominated mating press f*ck was like nothing Hinata could have imagined, her body unable to do anything but lay there, get held down and be f*cked within an inch of her life.

Wham! Wham! Wham!

The bed shook and creaked beneath them, for what felt like hours. Hinata moaned, and screamed, and howled, trying her best to hold onto the Raikage’s broad back, trying to hold onto some semblance of sanity. That big fat co*ck was rutting so deep inside her, it was rearranging her guts, as the Raikage hit the back of her womb hard enough to reshape it. He was turning Hinata’s sacred most intimate place into more than a living condom for him to hilt his co*ck into, working against the back of his uterus like a particularly angry boxer working a speed bag.

“f*ck, f*ck, f*ck! I’m f*cking coming on your fat nigg*r co*ckkk!” Hinata cried, feeling her puss* clamp down on the Raikage as she squirted, gushing her hot, high-pressure puss* juices all over his dick. She lost count of how many times she came-a dozen, at least, probably half again as many times. A bent low over her, his mouth meeting her’s in a filthy, saliva-swapping kiss. It was silly, but Hinata felt like this was just one more way in which the Raikage was superior to Naruto-his lips were bigger, softer against her own, and his mustache scratched at her face in an enjoyable sort of discomforting way. Hinata opened wide, sucking on his tongue greedily. At the same time, her legs weakly tried to wrap around A’s waist, to help anchor him inside her puss* as he f*cked her silly.

Eventually, he whispered in her ear, holding her head back by the short hairs near the back of her neck. Hinata cooed at this rough treatment, her face a bright shade of red, even as their hips slapping together filled the room with its relentless, off-beat rhythm.

“Time to give you your next wedding present, Hinata. I’m gonna knock you the f*ck up, gonna get you pregnant on your wedding day, like a good little slu*tty bride! Ah f*ck, here it comes!”

“Yes, yes, yes! I want your come, please come inside me daddy! Oh, daddy, daddy, daddy!”

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

The Raikage didn’t stop f*cking Hinata as he came, still building up to a faster and faster pace, his body a blur. Hinata used her Byakugan once more, watching as her body was filled up by spunk again, her uterus inflating like a balloon as those fat, enormous black balls emptied themselves deep inside her puss*. Their mouths met again in a lewd kiss as the Raikage pinned her arms above her head with one hand, and Hinata marvelled again at his strength.

By the time he was finished, Hinata was hyperventilating, her body pushed nearly to the limit by the Raikage’s size, speed and sheer sexual passion. She might have been able to keep going for another hour or so, if she got the time to rest. Babbling to herself, Hinata brushed some hair out of her face, sweat sticking the silken strands to her forehead.

“Puh...pregnant. I’ve got a nasty nigg*r baby inside me, I’m a knocked up cheating dirty whor*…” She should have sounded more upset about it, but Hinata actually came just from realizing this simple fact, and the slick sensation of the Raikage pulling his co*ck out of her puss* one final time. Her puss* lips seemed to suction onto his dick, stubbornly trying not to let him go before his co*ck eventually came free. Amazing, very little ji*zz leaked out of Hinata’s puss*, as though her body were simply trying to hold onto every drop he could.

Her heart rate had barely had time to slow down when the Raikage flipped Hinata over, her fat ass sticking up at him, still bright red and even fatter than he’d thought before, now that it was a few inches from his face. Hinata scooted up on her forearms, her tit* pressed into the mattress as the Raiakge slammed his dick back inside of her puss*. In this prone position, he used all his leverage, his strength and weight, to bottom out deep inside of Hinata’s c*nt. She moaned and yelled, shrieking like a banshee before the Raikage grabbed her head and shoved it into a pillow.

Oh goddd! He’s f*cking me so deep with that big black co*ck! I thought he’d be done by now, but he’s just still going! He’s making me come again!

Hinata’s last conscious thoughts were of how good it felt to just get held down and f*cked like this. Nothing more than her big black daddy’s co*ckslu*t, getting the most amazing experience of her life, and happy that his animalistic grunts and groans above her showed that she was making him feel nearly as good. But eventually, she could take no more, and even as the Raikage dropped another massive, several liters full load of puss* into her already overstuffed c*nt, Hinata passed out. The sheer pleasure had overwhelmed her, and she moaned, delirious into the pillow.

“Fugkkk...dahhdyyy.” Her cires were muffled, but the Raikage got the message. Just like Hinata was going to, when she woke up.

“Hwaark!”

Some time later, Hinata awoke with the Raikage’s co*ck tunneling into her throat again, as he relaxed in her marriage bed. It wasn’t the most comfortable, not with two broken legs and the mattress already having several broken springs, but he’d been in less relaxing positions when a hot slu*t was sucking his co*ck.

At this point, Hinata simply did her best to keep her mouth wide open and take that co*ck as best she could, humming sensual vibrations into his shaft and stroking his big black balls with eager, almost worshipful skill. She was gonna be a good black co*ck slu*t for her daddy, because it was no less than he deserved and exactly she wanted to do.

“f*ck you’re a good little co*ckscuker, Hinata. I’m f*cking impressed. You’re one of the sexiest pieces of white f*ck meat I’ve ever had, and I’ve had a lot. I think I might just keep you actually.”

Hinata squealed at that, her puss* dripping as her thighs rubbed together. She knew she should protest, though she couldn’t quite remember why, but it was the farthest thing from her mind at the moment.

“Of course first, I’ll have to try out that fat pale booty of yours.”

Even as she coughed and retched on dick again, Hinata’s cries had a distinct note of disbelief and shock to them. But she didn’t have long to think about it, as the Raikage pumped another fat load of ji*zz right into her stomach-by now, Hinata felt like she’d gained several pounds just from swallow the taffy-like thick ball batter, and her only complaint was that she didn’t get to taste more of it with A’s dick stuffed so far down her throat.

The Raikage eventually pulled Hinata to her feet, again by the hair, with her following gamely along. She mewled as a few strands of her delicate dark purple locks broke off in his strong hands, reminded again of his might. Her new black daddy was so big and strong, it made her knees shake and her heart race.

With a grunt, the Raikage threw her against one of the tall windows of the suite’s far walls, and Hinata caught himself clumsily, palms outstretched. She let out a surprised, staccato laugh, feeling her head swim from how dickdrunk she was off A’s big black co*ck. A was behind her, sliding that huge club of dickmeat between her fat asscheeks and Hinata wiggled her hips back at him. Her skin was slick with sweat now, glistening in the moonlight streaming through the window and making Hinata’s pale skin look even more ethereal as A very slowly and deliberately sawed his co*ck between her asscheeks.

The sight of all that fat pale white booty wrapped around his dick made his blood boil with arousal, even as Hinata felt herself stuttering and looking back at him with desperation in her eyes.

“Puplease, daddy, just..not my ass. You can f*ck my puss* some ore, I’d love that, but you dick is just too big. It would never fit in my tight little pink asshole. You’d rearrange my guts with that co*ck, you’d f*cking destroy me on that big, nasty nigg*r dick.”

If she was trying to convince him to hurry up and get started, she could have picked a worse way to do it. As is, Hinata’s ass never stopped moving around that co*ck, squeezing him firmly with all the muscle and sheer weight she packed into her thick booty, and she stepped up on her toes to get a better angle. This left her upper body pressed against the window, her huge tit* flat on the glass as the Raikage loomed above her, his hands squeezing her waist like holding onto a chicken’s neck, his fingers able to wrap around completely and keep Hinata in place like she was little more than a f*ckdoll.

The Raikage just looked down, ignoring Hinata’s babbling as he spat onto his co*ck, which already glistened with Hinata’s own cloudy saliva and the few flecks of his own ji*zz she hadn’t managed to gulp down. He leaned back, linging with his dickup with her asshole, pushing against her tight pink entrance like someone trying to bury a fencepost inside a miniature flowerpot. Hinata didn’t believe it was possible, but she should have known better by now, as her natural submissive nature seemed to extend to her body as well, just as much as the Raikage’s personal dominance and need to conquer was best embodied in his co*ck, which put most clubs and truncheons to shame.

“Oh fu-uuuuckk!” Hinata screamed, her hands slapping the glass weakly as the Raikage slowly forced his co*ck into her ass, spreading her open even as her fat asscheeks were still wrapped around his invading shaft. Her eyes bulged nearly out of her head as she felt that co*ck sinking deeper and deeper into her ass, stretching her wider than she ever thought possible, as the Raikage pushed deeply. His grip on her waist was inescapable as he pumped into her asshole, leaving clear marks of his fingers all over her trim waist. Hinata was pushed further against the glass as her body twitched, and with a sudden cry she came, her puss* squirting wetly on the floor even as her asshole tightened further around A’s co*ck, nearly milking him with its hot, slick embrace.

Hinata’s eyes fluttered as she tried to catch her breath, feeling like she was going to pass out-again. Once again, the Raikage had different plans, as he wanted her to be awake for every second of this; at the same time, he wanted to speed things along. He had an idea in mind for both goals.

There was a sudden glow in the dark suite, along with a jagged crackling sound and Hinata realized what was happening only dimly. She should have been more worried but at this point with nearly two feet of dick lodged in her ass (and quite a bit more to go), there was little that surprised her. Behind her, the Raiakge was suddenly enveloped in blue electricity, activating his Lightning Release chakra. It was if someone had stuffed a live wire, wrapped around a baseball bat, up into Hinata’s guts and she yowled loudly, her hot breath clouding the glass in front of her.

Taking a hold of her hair in one hand, the Raikage held onto Hinata’s hips with the other, using all his leverage and the new speed afforded him by the lightning chakra to f*ck even faster into Hinata’s ass. Each thrust got deeper and deeper, until an obvious bulge appeared in Hinata’s stomach, tenting out her poor body as her formerly untouched sh*tpipe was brutalized by the thick black co*ck.

“Ohh-ooowahhh!” Hinata’s eyes crossed as she came again, feeling her sanity began to slip away even as her tongue stuck out of her mouth like a foolish drugged up whor*.

His dick is too big! My mind...mind is melting, I feel like my body is on fire! This huge, nasty f*cking nigg*r is trying to kill me with his ❤️️co*ck❤️️!

The glass shook and slammed in its frame as the Raikage f*cked deep into Hinata’s guts, and with a final sick warbling cry from Hinata, along with several deep grunts of triumph from A, his dick finally sunk balls deep into her ass. His hips smashed against hers as he moaned lewdly in Hinata’s ear, licking and biting in her neck. Hinata had not managed to take every inch of that huge nasty dick up either of her other holes completely before and now that enormous, longer than an arm dick was lodged completely in her ass. The newly married Hinata Uzumaki was nothing more than ass f*cking, come guzzling, knocked up cheating whor* for black co*ck.

Something snapped in Hinata’s mind, and she spent the next hour yelling and moaning as the Raikage proceeded to rearrange her body, tearing that ass up as he got fast and harder with his thrusts. His body was a blur of electricity as he railed Hinata’s asshole, and her thrashing spasming form writhed in his grasp as she came again and again-the sheer size, speed and anger of his f*cking was too much for her, while the electicity surrounding her body made Hinata’s hairs stand up on end as she was quite literally shockf*cked into a series of drooling, wailing org*sms.

“f*ck you’ve got a nice ass, Hinata!” The Raikage hadn’t cut loose like this in a long time, and his balls were beating off of Hinata’s wet puss* hard enough to make her come all over again, while his hips turned her asscheeks bright red all over again.

Even as she shook and screamed, Hinata couldn’t help but blush at this compliment. Unknown to her, her constant squirming had caused one of her arms to hit the catch for the upper half of the window she was pressed against. It slid down as the Raikage kept railing her from behind, hard enough to lift Hinata off of her feet, and soon he had bent out of the window, legs kicking weakly in the air as he slammed into her like she was nothing more than a fleshtoy to be stuffed.

Perhaps more than an hour after he’d first stuffed his dick into her ass, the Raikage groaned deeply, calling upon even more chakra reserves.

“Hinata, I’m gonna turn you into a true co*cksleeve, dirty fat assed white bitch!” The Raikage’s legs widened as his thrusts grew deeper, nearly withdrawing his entire co*ck before hilting himself in Hinata’s anal f*ckhole again and again. His hands left her hair and grabbed her neck instead, throttling the shortstack slu*t as she leaned out of the window.

“Oooh-wah! Hwnggg? Hw-aarrrk!!” Hinata gagged and choked, confused, until the Raikage thrust into her another half dozen times. A spiderweb of cracks appeared in the lower half of the window as he f*cked still harder as Hinata realized what was happening just before it did. Thrusting as deep as possible, using chakra to enhance his co*ck, A slammed balls deep once more, f*cking all the way through Hinata’s body. His dick stuck out of her mouth, spearing her jaw open all over again. Lifted off of her feet, held aloft only by A’s co*ck and his strong hands, Hinata came again and again, folded in half like a pretzel, all the better for her holes to service that black dick.

Down below, Hinata’s father Hiashi happened to be walking aside, taking in some fresh night air now that the rain had stopped. A sound like thunder made him look up, expecting another deluge to begin, but instead what he saw stopped him in his tracks. It was his beloved daughter, Hinata, getting f*cked several stories up, sticking out of a window like some common exhibitionist whor*.

“Oh f*ck!” Her cries rang out, carried by the wind and only audible when A’s co*ck wasn’t lodged in her throat.

“I can’t take it anymore-you’re tearing me apart! This big black co*ck is going to kill me! I’m nothing but a dirty nigg*r’s white f*cktoy!!”

While Hinata may have been exaggerating, slightly, what was going to happen to her, Hiashi was no less affected. Realizing what he was seeing, his heart suddenly spasmed and the old xenophobe collapsed in the dirt, his breathing short and shallow. Someone would find him soon, passed out and weak, knocked unconscious by the shock of seeing his beloved daughter get pounded senseless by a black man.

Back in the hotel, the Raikage pulled back just for a moment, still keeping most of his co*ck in Hinata’s ass. He was anchored in her now, and it was clear to Hinata that this would only end when A wanted it to-another surrender of control that made herindescribaly happy. Keeping her body still, the Raikage suddenly spun Hinata, her ass making wet, schliking sounds as she was turned around without his dick pulling out of her.

Hinata stared up at A now that she was facing him, her body weak and trembling with sweat even as her face remained locked in a passionate, blissed out stare. A hefted her legs up as he hooked his hands under her knees, soon holding her close to him as he f*cked her ass in this brutal, stand and carry position. He barely had to thrust at all, not when he could hold tightly onto Hinata’s small body and yank her up and down on his co*ck while her hair bounced in the air behind her and her fat tit* clapped up and on her pale chest.

Hinata was barely awake at this point, but some part of her refused to pass out again, not when she was having the org*sms of her life nearly every minute with how fast and hard she was getting f*cked. A was impressed, she couldn’t really handle him, but she tried a lot harder than most girls he’d been with, even as she was mindf*cked into a kind of overjoyed oblivion.

With a deep grunt, the Raikage began to nut deep inside Hinata’s ass, turning her innermost guts into a swampy cavern full of his hot, off-white ji*zz. Propelled at almost painful speeds by his lightning enhanced thrusts, the Raiakge pulled out entirely, leaving Hinata’s asshole gaping. She took a deep breath and then screamed bloody murder as he slammed back into her puss*, a few sparks of electricity flying from Hinata’s mouth. She was so close to the Raikage that his lightning chakra spread across her body, and co*ck, still spewing a massive load of ji*zz this time into her puss*, just made her puss* walls contract and her legs spasm as her glistening pink cl*t was shocked into a sudden, soul searing org*sm.

Lost in their shared f*ck frenzy, the pair continued throughout the room, overturning furniture, f*cking against walls on top of furniture, and rutting on the floor like animals. It was some time until they were interrupted, and not in the fashion either might have expected.

“What the holy f*ck?!” A shrill voice rang out, but one familiar to both of them. Hinata was unable to look, not when she was riding the Raikage’s co*ck with her ass, her hands on the floor while he relaxed on the bed, as she bounced up and down on his dick in a reverse cowgirl f*ck. Her ass was high in the air, twerking and clapping as she f*cked herself silly on that co*ck which for the moment was no longer covered in lightning. The Raikage knew the speaker well, she had been one of the first white women he’d ever f*cked.

It was Tsunade, an old rival of his and sometimes love interest, holding in her arms Naruto Uzumaki. The poor boy was still passed out drunk while Tsunade carried him in her eyes like a sleeping prince. At the sight of the nasty cheating se in front of her, Tsunade simply dropped Naruto onto a nearby sofa, unable to believe what she was seeing.

“Oh god, daddy! I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come on this nasty f*cking nigg*r dick! f*ck my ass daddy, harder, please!”

Smack! Smack!

“That’s right you little slu*t, come on that co*ck. Work that fat white booty for me, take all that big black dick.” The Raikage slapped Hinata’s ass, making her gasp and moan lewdly before she went into overdrive on that co*ck. Only then did he spare Tsunade a glance, while she simply stared.

“Hinata has a truly amazing ass, Tsunade, one of the women who could ever take my dick up my ass. A real nasty anal f*cking whor*.”

Hinata gasped, shaking her head weakly as though protesting what was painfully obvious. Still, her body knew how to respond, and with a sudden grunt, she came hard, puss* squirting as her hand tore at the carpeted hotel floor, panting and shaking like a beast.

“Now then, Tsunade, why don’t you bring your fat ass over here so you can get a proper dicking as well. I know its what you want.”

Tsunade bit her lower lip, crossing her arms and trying to look away. She’d been with A many times before in the past, but she’d always tried to keep it a secret. Not out of modesty, but simply because it embarrassed her to have given up her f*ckholes to someone who had been an enemy of her village, and so easily.

Modesty was clearly far from Tsunade’s mind, going by what she was wearing. Her short black dress ended near her lower thighs, but was cut high enough to show off a significant portion of her wobbly, huge MILFy ass whenever she walked. Her black boots stretched up to her knees, with long heels that only enhanced her lithe legs and made her look like a high class prostitute. A diamond had been cut out in the top of her dress, showing her perfect, milky cleavage and stopping just underneath her navel, revealing her trim midsection, even at her age.

It was all a trick, a product of Tsunade’s vanity, using Jutsu to enhance her body. And as she watched the young, more tit* than brains Hinata f*ck herself to one screaming, red-faced org*sm after another on the Raikage’s dick, that vanity won out over her again, along with jealousy.

“Fine then, you nasty f*cking nigg*r.” Tsuande hissed, though A saw through the fake rage in her voice.

“I’ll show you what a real slu*t can do.”

As she stepped forward, A casually pushed Hinata to the floor, where she collapsed in a psongy, shaking heap. Tsuande concentrated, and enhanced her already impressive body augmenting Jutsu. For a woman with the strength of a hundred shinobi, looking hotter than any other hundred woman was an easy feat. Her tit* stretched large enough to be seen from well behind her, bouncing against each other as they tore her dress, and her ass grew as well, looking nearly like two beach balls clapping and shaking. Even Tsunade’s lips were a little fuller, made for sucking co*ck.

Tsunde dropped to her knees, sparing a glance for Hinata as her perfectly manicured nails stroked at A’s co*ck.

“I’ll show you how a real whor* takes nigg*r dick, Hinata-chan.” She teased, before tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder. Blue eyes glinting, Tsunade threw herself into her task with a passion, shoving her face down on A’s fat co*ck. She retched and choked, but didn’t slow down in the slightest. A encouraged her, holding one hand in her blonde hair but still let her do all the work.

“You couldn’t resist could you, you saw me with another slu*t, a younger one, and you just had to try and outdo her, you f*cking bimbo! Now swallow that nigg*r dick, Tsunade you slant-eyed c*nt, swallow it down, Legendary Sucker slu*t!”

“Hwaark! Glacch, glacck!” True to her name (which had nothing to do with gambling, though few knew that), Tsunade nearly killed herself as she did her best to inhale the Raikage’s co*ck. Pumping her pretty face up and down on his co*ck, she soon had her delicate nose buried in his pubic hair, even as her tongue stuck out and licked along his balls. If she’d wanted to, Tsunade might have been able to stop the nasty cheating sex, to shock Hinata back to her senses and send the Raikage packing. But this was all she really wanted.

Later, after swallowing a big fat load from the Raikage’s heavy balls, both women stood in front of him as he sat up on the bed. Squatting lewdly, hands on their knees, Tsunade and Hinata shook and twerked their fat asses all around his co*ck, before pressing their bodies together and hotdogging him between two of the most perfect pairs of fat, jiggly, firm pale asscheeks in the world.

“Oh god, black daddy, your co*ck is still so hard! I can’t believe how strong and manly you are!” Hinata gushed, giggling like an idiot.

“I can’t believe you did this to such a poor young girl, you brute. But I’m not surprised she went along with it-how could any woman resist such a fat, hard nasty black co*ck! Oh f*ck, you’re getting me so wet just grinding on that f*cking co*ck!” Tsunade yelled, her asscheeks now even larger than Hinata’s as she did her best to remind the Raikage who the real whor* was in the room.

After thoroughly enjoying the twerking show, A decided he’d had enough of Tsunade’s superior attitude. She might have had experience over Hinata but the younger girl had an eager submissiveness and enthusiasm to please that made her very appealing indeed. Time to see who could really take more, and he wasn’t going to stop until they were both begging for mercy. From there, the rest of the night (and much of the next morning) passed in a series of flashes for both women, as everything they knew was reduced to that hotel room and the hung brute giving them both the most overwhelming, mind-blasting f*ck of their lives.

A grabbed Tsunade by the waist, before throwing her down onto the bed. She yelped, slightly surprised, but that was cut off into a ragged moan as he took her from behind. His dick slammed into her ass which, while not a virgin like Hinata had been, was still very tight indeed.

“Ah...f*cking sh*t! You black bastard, you’re ripping me open!”

Wham! Wham! Wham!

The Raikage just grabbed Tsunade’s hair as he f*cked her ass raw, making her newly enhanced ass cheeks ripple and clap. He wrapped her hair into pigtails around her hands, using them like reins as he f*cked deep inside Tsunade’s anal passage, forcing his wet, slimy co*ck, still coated in puss* juices, his own ji*zz and more, deep into her asshole. Bent over the bed and f*cked roughly from behind, Tsunade’s face contorted into an expression of pained ecstasy as her hands slapped weakly at the bed, fingers coiled up in the sheets.

“Ahh f*ck, slow down! My ass can't handle so much fat nigg*r dick! I’m gonna go crazy! Ahh-hwaark!”

Just like Hinata before her, the Raikage slammed all the way through Tsunade’s body, spearing his dick out past her lips. He’d show this bitch exactly how much her ass could really take, and if she couldn’t put up with it mentally, that was just too bad. Hinata simply watched, enraptured as the Raikage turned Tsunade-the strongest woman in the world, a woman Hinatad had never really liked but had always looked up to because of her accomplishments-into just another assf*cked whor*. Hinata realized that this was what she had looked like when getting totally destroyed by that nasty nigg*r dick, and that thought made her come all over again.

Spurred on to be part of the sordid f*cking, Hinata was soon licking and sucking at the Raikage’s fat black balls as he pulverized Tsuande’s ass. The three made a chorus of lewd sex noises as A rutted into Tsunade’s tight asshole, gouging into her guts and reminding the blonde woman that for all her accomplishments and status as a fellow Kage, she was just another slu*t to him, to be used until she couldn’t take anymore-and then used further.

Eventually the Raikage blew another fat load in Tsunade’s ass, causing ji*zz to spew out of her mouth as she came herself silly. She stuck one hand between her legs and almost angrily rubbed her puffy puss* mound and wet cl*tor*s, feeling her mind break as her ass and puss* came at the same time. Hinata just watched as the sheer volume of sperm caused Tsunade’s body to expand and then contract as the nasty black ball batter was forced out of her mouth, in an almost comical sequence like a series of obstructions passing through a hose before being blasted out at high speed. It was clear that for all her legendary co*ckscuking skill, Tsunade couldn’t handle the Raikage f*cking her ass the same way Hinata could, which the younger woman considered to be a badge of pride.

Before Tsunade could recover, the Raikage had thrown her onto the floor onto her back. Flinging her lithe toned legs backward until her ankles dangled around her head, A hoisted Tsunade’s ass up, his own feet stretched wide on either side of her body. Squatting above her like some foul executioner, the Raikage slammed down deep into Tsunade’s puss*, railing her stupid a rough piledriver f*ck.

“Ahh god, I’m coming! I’m coming on your big black co*ck, you bastard! Oh f*ck, yes yes yes give it to me just like that, right there!”

Tsunade babbled like a whor* as Hinata watched, while A reduced her to nothing more than a pile of rubble in the shape of a slu*tty woman. The floor cracked beneath Tsunade as A slammed down deep into her. Tsunade shrieked and came so hard she looked like she was pissing as the Raikage activated his lightning shroud, something he’d never done to her before. Her hands flopped from side to side helplessly as Tsunade came over and over again. By the time A came deep inside of her, nearly an hour later, she just babbled, realizing that he’d never come in her puss* before, always saving it for her slu*tty mouth.

“Puh-pregnant! You’re gonna get me pregnant, I’m gonna be nothing but a barefoot knocked up whor*!” Tsunade didn’t sound as put out about the whole thing as she might have been.

Later, Tsunade resolved to teach Hinata how to “suck nigg*r co*ck right” and the Raikage sat on a chair-the same chair he’d been in when this all began-as Hinata bobbed up and down on his co*ck noisily. To “help” her, Tsunade raised one high heel up in the air, before stomping down on Hinata’s head with her boot.

“Mmm-blpph!” Spittle and pre-come shot from Hinata’s nose as she was impaled on A’s co*ck. There were wet tunneling sounds from her throat as it bulged out again, further than before and Tsunade didn’t stop until Hinata’s gorgeous young face was pressed right into A’s smelly, hairy crotch. Tsuande took enormous pleasure in turning Hinata into a face f*cked little slu*t, rubbing her own huge tit* as she dommed the other woman out of a sense of vindictiveness and petty jealousy, grinding her slowly on the co*ck, cutting off her air supply. Unable to do anything else, Hinata just kept licking at A’s balls, bringing her own hands up to her neck and massaging his co*ck bulge inside her skin.

“You stupid cheating white slu*t! I may be the biggest whor* in Konoha, but at least I don’t pretend like I’m some sweet little innocent flower. Poor Naruto-he’s always been an idiot, but he deserved a better wife than just some fat-assed whor*! Look at that, your little puss* is coming just from getting your face f*cked, what a dirty nasty slu*t you are for big fat! nigg*r! co*ck!”

Tsunade punctuated her words with a series of stomps as Hinat gagged, until A gripped the sides of his chair hard enough to crack the wood. He came hard in Hinata’s throat, her body milking him with a mind of its own as she made exaggerated, slu*tty swallowing noises.

It wasn’t until much later when the rutting trio were interrupted again, this time by Hiashi. The old man walked in just in time to see Tsuande and Hinata giving the Raiakge a double titf*ck, Tsunade’s fat melons stacked on top of Hinata’s huge jugs. The Raikage reclined like a king as the pair competed to see who would grip him the hardest with their tit*, who could milk his dick the fastest. They pushed at each other lightly, wanting to earn his affection as they licked at his dick, until the pair of lewd slu*ts were making out over the Raikage’s co*cktip. Saliva smacked between their lips wetly as they madeout hungrily, finding a sick kind of twisted sistership in their mutual submission to a fat black co*ck.

“Ah, Hyuuga-san, you’re just in time. It's not everyday a man gets to give his daughter away at her bride and also see her get impregnated as well-its just too bad her husband’s not the father. Ah well, there will be plenty of children to go around, I think your daughter is going to give you at least two black grandchildren. Or four.” He snorted, completely dismissing Hiashi from his thoughts as he thrust between the heavenly embrace of both women’s amazing tit*.

Hiashi shook his head, trying to deny what he was seeing, but his Byakugan activated almost on its own. It was obvious the Raikage was telling the truth-in an X-Ray impression, Hiashi saw that Hinata (and Tsunade) had a stomachful of his stinking, black seed, along with her uterus completely full of ji*zz. Hinata’s ovaries had been stolen away from Naruto as much as every other part of her, and both she and Tsuande were hopelessly impregnated by the virile, nasty nigg*r come.

For the second time that night, Hiashi passed out. In a strange coincidence, just as he fell into unconsciousness, Naruto woke up.

He was just in time to see the Raikage standing over Hinata and...was that old lady Tsunade. Each woman looked f*cked out of their minds, faces a wreck of ruined make-up and tears, hair askew, and both of their f*ckholes gaping and leaking sperm. Naruto figured he could shove his arm in Hinata’s asshole up to the shoulder and probably not even touch the sides, she had been so distended. In his drunken stupor, and due to the sheer impossibility of what he was seeing, he could do little more than watch, stunned and otherwise unable to react.

“Oh, don’t pass out yet girls.” The Raiakge chuckled, stroking that mammoth dick of his slowly.

“I’ve got something special for you, since I know you have such trouble sharing. You won’t have to anymore because after all, there’s plenty of me to go around.”

There was a sudden crackle of lightning and a puff of smoke as shadow clones appeared, five in total. The six Raikages crowded around the slu*tty busty bimbos, three for each of them, grabbing and pulling at their bodies, spitting on their pretty faces, commanding them to get to work and degrading them in the strongest, lewdest language.

“Hinata-chan...why?” Naruto croaked, unable to believe what he was seeing. He passed out to the sight of Hinata getting a co*ck in her ass and her puss* while Tsunade got the same treatment, the blonde already choking on co*ck with her face twisted into a lewd ahegao, hollow-cheeked expression.

Hinata didn’t hear him, but she spoke all the same, staring up at the Raikage as her holes were destroyed, gasping and moaning. Barely finding the strength to speak, she blew bubbles on the co*ck in front of her, jerking him off furiously with one hand, her wedding band shining in the room, which was now lit by the morning sun.

“I love this big fat black co*ck! I can’t wait for my tit* to get even bigger from carrying your babies, you nasty f*cking nigg*r! I love you, black daddy!”

The End...