Temari stretched like a cat in heat, lounging naked on the bed like she owned it.
"I'm not here to play second to any of you," she said, licking Naruto's cum off her fingers without shame. "If you can't keep up, step aside."
Sakura's fist clenched.
"You think you're better because you bounced on him once?"
Ino smirked. "Honestly, it was hot. But don't get cocky."
Hinata, cheeks crimson, murmured, "T-This isn't a competition…"
"Isn't it?" Temari purred.
Itachika stood slowly. "Then let's make it one."
Sasuko's Sharingan spun to life. "A game… to see who makes Naruto break first."
Naruto, dazed, blinked. "Wait, w-what do you mean by—"
But no one was listening.
The Rules Were Simple:
Naruto stays in the center.
Each girl gets a turn.
No holding back.
Whoever makes him cum the hardest, loudest, or most uncontrollably wins the night.
He had no say.
He was their toy now.
Round One: Hinata
The quiet one started first—surprising everyone by straddling him without a word. Her shyness vanished as she slid down his cock slowly, eyes fluttering closed, body trembling with restraint.
She kissed him softly, whispered his name like a prayer, and clenched around him like she'd trained for it.
Her hips rocked with careful, devastating rhythm.
Naruto nearly broke right there.
Round Two: Sakura
Sakura didn't play nice.
She flipped him on his back, locked his arms down, and rode him hard. Her moans were loud, wild—hair flying, nails digging into his chest.
She came three times before Naruto even got close.
"This," she gasped, "is what a real teammate feels like."
Round Three: Ino
Ino was pure filth.
She slithered down, sucking him deep, then climbed up and took him in reverse, bouncing on him while her hands explored every other girl watching.
She fingered Hinata while moaning Naruto's name.
She kissed Sasuko while riding him to the hilt.
He came once—but she didn't stop.
Round Four: Sasuko
She didn't move.
She sat on him slowly and stared into his soul—Sharingan swirling, her expression blank and dangerous.
Each thrust was timed. Controlled.
She leaned in and whispered, "You only cum when I say so."
He obeyed.
Round Five: Itachika
Silence.
Then sensation.
She blindfolded him, tied his hands, and took him in total silence, letting only her breathing and the dripping heat of her folds guide him.
She broke him with nothing but her hips and her control.
Final Round: Temari
She strutted over last, grabbed his jaw, and spat into his mouth.
Then rode him like she was claiming land.
Her thighs slapped, her voice growled commands, and she bit him as he came—twice—screaming her name.
When it ended, Naruto was nothing but a twitching, broken mess of sweat and pleasure.
The girls gathered around, smirking.
"Well?" Ino teased. "Who won?"
Naruto could barely breathe.
"…I did."