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When Naruko woke, she found her body mostly recovered from the activities of the previous day. All but her pussy, which was still stretched slightly from the extended fucking she had gotten from the glass dildo. She reached her arms above her head, sticking out her breasts as she stretched languidly.
“Rise and shine, Naruko,” Jiraiya said, again writing at his desk. “Miho and Takumi dropped by this morning and left something for you.”
Naruko was suddenly awake, wary because her two instructors had come in so early.
“They also told me you were to remain naked for the remainder of your stay here. So no more of those nice, comfortable robes!”
“Naked? I have to be naked everywhere?” Naruko sputtered, clutching the blanket to her chest.
“I know that makes you uncomfortable, which is why they left your present.” Jiraiya gestured to the box that was sitting on the floor. Naruko kept hold of the blankets as she stood up.
Jiraiya cleared his throat. “That counts as clothing, Naruko. They said you had to be naked. Unless you want to be punished again?”
Naruko paled and quickly dropped the blanket, exposing her whole body to him. She blushed as his eyes trailed up and down her body. Though she knew he had seen everything she had to offer over the past few days, it was different now that the sun was up and it was a new day.
She lifted up the cover to the box and picked up three rubber objects, two which looked like flowers and another that was curved into an odd shape. She tilted her head in confusion, jumping slightly when Jiraiya appeared behind her, looking over her shoulder at the items.
“Oh that’s kind of them. They gave you something to wear! Why don’t you put it on, Naruko-chan?”
“Where do I put it?” Naruko asked, puzzled, holding up the two flowers.
Jiraiya chuckled. “Well, like this of course.” He unabashedly grabbed one of her breasts and took one of the flowers, sticking it directly onto her nipple, pinching it to make sure it was on tight.
Naruko jumped at his sudden touch, but didn’t protest when he picked up her other breast and put on the other flower the same way.
“As for this,” Jiraiya said, holding up the last item in the box. “Spread your legs for me.”
Naruko blushed but obeyed, parting her legs enough for him to have access to her crotch. He then took his fingers and spread her pussy, neatly sticking the last item onto her clit.
“There we go, now everything important is covered up. Aren’t your instructors so kind to think of your comfort?”
Naruko nodded, looking down at her chest. Though it wasn’t much, it did make her feel better now that she wasn’t completely naked. As long as she didn’t bend over or spread her legs, no one would be able to see a thing.
“But now that you’re naked, Miho-san and Takumi-san wanted me to remind you not to leak everywhere and make a mess of the inn. They would also prefer if you only peed in the bathroom.” Jiraiya said, grinning when Naruko’s face erupted into a bright red blush again.
She had forgotten about the later part of the night when she had lost control of her bladder, delirious from all the stimulation she had gotten that night. And in front of all the audience too… the last time she had an accident had been back when she had been a kid! And now she had to see all of those men today around the inn.
“Come one now, you’re up in time for breakfast which is good,” Jiraiya said, enjoying her discomfort. He led her towards the door, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, hand brushing against her bare breast.
Naruko allowed herself to be led towards the dining hall, feeling safe under Jiraiya’s arm even though she was practically naked. Luckily they didn’t run into any men on the way to breakfast, but when they approached the room, Naruko could clearly hear what sounded like the majority of the inn in the dining hall.
She took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders as Jiraiya pushed open the door. She strode ahead of Jiraiya, looking straight forwards as she headed to the area where they get the food. She ignored the silence that filled the dining hall as all heads turned towards her. She ignored all of the eyes taking in her pale, bare skin, watching as her breasts jiggled as she walked and her butt bounced with every step. By the time she reached the waiter with the food, she felt more confident than she had before. She could definitely get through this day.
“Oh, are you the one who left the big mess yesterday?” the waiter asked her gruffly, pulling back the food tray before she could take it.
Her confidence crashed as laughter filled the hall. She flushed, her arms coming up to hug her body as she remembered the puddle she had left the previous morning from being so aroused.
“I’ve been told to tell you that we have a special area prepared for you, so when you leak it’ll be less of a pain for us to clean up,” the waiter continued, gesturing to an area near the front of the hall. It was on a slightly elevated part of the room, a small stage where usually a musician would play to give the hall nice background music. There was a tall table and a towel on the ground, along with a regular table with a single chair behind it for Jiraiya.
“I’m very sorry,” Jiraiya came from behind her, bowing slightly to the waiter. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t cause trouble today.”
“Be sure that you do,” the waiter grumbled, giving them both their food.
Naruko headed over to the toweled area, her head bowed in shame. All along the way she could feel the eyes of all of the men following her, trying to peak between her legs to see the pussy that she had shown off yesterday. Naruko felt her pussy clench a bit at the thought that most of the people in this room had seen her naked last night, had seen her coming all over herself, had seen her peeing all over herself.
By the time she got to the stage, Naruko was feeling the slightest stirrings of arousal at her thoughts. She felt so ashamed of herself, getting turned on at the thought of all of these men seeing her fucked in front of them. But her thoughts combined with the steady burn of their eyes were indeed making her pussy wet.
Jiraiya noticed her arousal, smirking as he sat down at his private table off to the side. He gestured to the stage, indicating that she should stand on the towel. She did so, putting her food down on the tall table.
Turned with her back towards the hall, she began to slowly eat, aware of the dozens of eyes taking in her naked form. The eyes trailed from her slender back down to the perky curve of her butt. They followed the gentle curve of her waist down her long, long legs until they reached her tiny feet standing on a towel placed there because she wasn’t able to control herself.
Naruko’s breath picked up and she rubbed her thighs together slightly, glad that her arousal was hidden under the orange pasties that the instructors had provided her. She continued to eat the delicious breakfast and took generous gulps of the juice they had provided her. She’d never had anything like this before. All of the food had a strange undertaste that she decided she liked. She ate and ate until her plate was empty and a waiter came over to take the tray.
“Liked the food, eh?” he said, his eyes taking in her flushed face and heaving chest.
“Yes, it was delicious,” Naruko said, squirming in place. She felt oddly warm and her body was tingling everywhere. She glanced at Jiraiya, wondering if they could leave. Jiraiya had gotten caught up in a conversation with a few of the other men and his plate was still mostly full, meaning she would be standing there for a while.
“Well I hope you enjoy your time here,” the waiter said with a wicked smile, leaving her alone on the stage.
Naruko wondered what he meant but was quickly distracted when she shifted and realized that her pussy was soaking wet. She bit her lip and tried to hold still, wondering if she had been squeezing her thighs together too much while eating.
Jiraiya caught sight of her expression and paused from his conversation. He came over to her and said lowly, “If you’re getting turned on I don’t want you to make a mess of this room. Make sure everything drops onto the towel, okay? We don’t want to make the dining staff mad.”
Naruko nodded stiffly, feeling even more aroused when she felt his breath touch her ear. Jiraiya eyed her strangely and then went back to his table. Naruko was left to stare at her hands and breathe slowly, trying to control her arousal.
“Excuse me, miss,” another waiter said from behind her.
Naruko looked over her shoulder, not wanting to turn around and show the rest of her body to the room.
“Miss, I think you’re starting to make a mess,” the waiter said with a frown, pointing at her legs.
Naruko looked down and blushed when she saw that both of her thighs were now covered in slick. When had that happened?
“We don’t want you to cover your legs in fluids and then walk out of here, making a mess as you go. Would you please kindly spread your legs and let the fluids drop directly on the ground?” the waiter asked politely.
It seemed like all the men in the hall were listening the conversation, judging by the way a wave of chuckles spread through the hall. Naruko gaped at his brazen suggestion and was about to yell at him when she caught Jiraiya’s eye. He gave her a look, telling her to obey the waiter and to not make trouble.
She hesitated and then obeyed, slowly spreading her legs until they were shoulder width apart. She started to hear whispers from the crowd of men eating behind her as they watched her reveal her pussy to them again.
The waiter bent down and peered between her legs, trying to assess if they were spread enough. At his action, Naruko felt her pussy release more fluid that started to drip down the side of her leg.
“You need to spread more, miss. It’s still getting on your legs.”
Naruko spread her legs wider, feeling humiliated as her pussy lips spread from the stretch. She knew the men closer to her would have an unobstructed view of her hole now, seeing as the little patch her instructors provided only covered up her clit. Another dribble of fluid leaked from her hole, this time falling neatly onto the towel.
“Very good, miss,” the waiter said. He grabbed one of the towels slung over his shoulders and moved up to her. “Now I’ll just dry your legs and everything will be nice and clean.”
Naruko held perfectly still, letting the waiter pat the lower sections of her thighs dry with the towel as everyone in the dining hall watched. He slowly moved the towel up, rubbing her legs in circular motions to make sure everything was dry. When he reached her upper thighs, he readjusted the towel so it was just covering his palm. Then he placed his entire hand on her pussy and began to rub it there. Naruko trembled and held herself still, biting back moans. The waiter continued to clean her pussy until he felt her body tense up. He quickly took the towel away, so that when she finally came all of her juices squirted out directly onto the towel below her.
The waiter nodded in satisfaction. “It seems the new system is working. Please hold this position until you leave.”
Naruko nodded weakly, feeling her legs shaking from the suddenness of her orgasm. He had barely even done anything to her and she came! Did this mean the sensitivity training wasn’t working properly?
“Naruko! How are you doing today? Do you remember us?” A familiar voice came from behind her.
Naruko turned her head and saw that the two men from the hot springs, Masahiro and Takashi, were standing behind her. She had both of their eyes directed between her legs, or more specifically at the little droplets of fluid that were still leaking from her pussy.
“Hello,” she replied weakly, giving them a small smile.
“We wanted to know how your day went yesterday,” Masahiro said with a friendly smile. “After you left the hot springs, that is. This inn is just lovely, isn’t it?”
“Ah, yes it is,” she agreed, still talking over her shoulder, her back to them as she tried to preserve her modesty.
“Naruko, is that how you hold a conversation?” Jiraiya snapped at her from his table. “Face someone when they talk to you.”
Naruko swallowed but obeyed, closing her legs long enough to turn around before spreading them again. She closed her eyes, hearing the tittering of the men in the hall as took in the rest of her naked body.
“Oh, weren’t the waiters angry at you for getting your legs wet before?” Masahiro asked, pointing at her thighs with a concerned look on his face.
Naruko looked down and realized in dismay that as she was turning that she had gotten juices on the insides of her thighs again.
“Here, I have some napkins. We can help clean you up,” Takashi offered.
Naruko couldn’t stop them when they stepped forwards to help her. Stuck in the position she was with her legs spread, there was no way to block their groping hands as they reached between her legs to drag the napkins over the inside of her thighs. Their bodies blocked her hands from view of the other men, so no one could see when they reached their fingers up to prod at her soaking hole as they dried her legs. They brazenly thrust two fingers each into her pussy and fingered her vigorously, acting as if they were only cleaning her off. She whimpered, feeling her arousal build as they teased her, fucking her at the same time in front of everyone.
She cried out and came again. Feeling her pussy clamp down on their fingers, they stepped away, revealing her body to the crowd again, letting everyone watch as she squirted for the second time.
“It was nice seeing you again,” Masahiro said, giving her breast an affectionate squeeze as he left. Takashi did the same to her opposite breast, leaving her panting on the towel alone.
“Ready to leave?” Jiraiya finally approached her, finished eating at last.
“Yes please, Jiraiya-sama,” she said, looking up at him from her spread position.
“Hm, but how will we get you out of there while you’re leaking this much?” Jiraiya pondered, watching her pussy leak drop after drop onto the towel. “Oh, I have an idea.”
He grabbed a napkin from a nearby table and rolled it into a cylinder. Then he turned her around and bent her over again, forcing her to show her pussy to the entire room. The men behind Jiraiya jostled for a better position to see, but Jiraiya ignored them. He teased her hole with his fingers first, dipping the tips of one and then two into her entrance. She was so wet that his fingers slid into her without resistance, so he added a third. Naruko moaned when he started to move his fingers, stretching her out. He fingerfucked her until she was on the brink of coming, and then shoved rolled up cloth napkin into her pussy without further ado.
She moaned and came, clenching onto the napkin as waves of pleasure shook through her. Jiraiya pulled her after him, forcing her to walk as she continued to orgasm. Each step she took made the napkin rise and fall in her, as though it were fucking her as she moved. All of her fluids were caught by the napkin, much to the approval of the waiters they passed.
By the time they reached the door to the dining hall, Naruko was flushed and trembling from coming. She leaned against Jiraiya as he pushed open the door, squeezing against the napkin in her pussy as she came down from her orgasm.
To their surprise, when the door opened it revealed her two instructors, Miho and Takumi.
“Just who we wanted to see,” Miho said with a smile. “Before you leave, we wanted to announce something to all the guests staying here.”
Naruko nodded, still slumped against Jiraiya tiredly.
“Esteemed guests,” Takumi began, raising her voice so everyone could hear. “Thank you again for joining us in Naruko’s training session yesterday. We wanted to announce that the training session would also require your participation, if you would like to join.”
Naruko stiffened, standing up straight at the news. Audience participation? What did they mean?
“This will be an all day training session to teach Naruko how to handle people targeting her weak spots,” Miho picked up from where Takumi had stopped. “Everyone will get a point for each second they spend touching her weak spots. Namely her nipples and clitoris.”
With that, Takumi walked over to Naruko and ripped off the orange flowers on her breast and tore away the covering on her clit. Naruko squeaked and quickly covered her body with her hands, feeling exposed now that she was totally naked.
“We put markers on her this morning that will detect who is able to touch her in these regions and for how long. The winner of this competition will get a prize and the competition will last until sunset.” Takumi smiled. “Good luck. The competition begins now.”
Naruko was frozen in shock at the sudden training session that had apparently just begun. The men took advantage of her shock and suddenly there was a crowd of groping hands that were reaching at her breasts and pussy.
She fell out of the dining room onto her back and was immediately accosted by dozens of hands. She couldn’t help but moan as hands groped at her breasts, aiming for her sensitive nipples. Meanwhile her legs were spread wide and another dozen of men reached for her pussy, rubbing her clit to gain points in their competition. The napkin still inside her was forgotten as they focused solely on her clit.
Naruko moaned as she was brought to orgasm by the dozens of men, soaking the napkin once more. The men were relentless, continuing to stroke her as she came, roughly pushing and shoving at her body as they tried to keep their hands on her sensitive spots. They didn’t give her a break even once her body started to get overly sensitive, mercilessly grabbing at her body. She quickly realized that this training session would be the worst that she had yet, since all of the men would be vying to gain points for this secret prize. She had to get out of there.
Sensing her intentions, the men pinned her arms and legs down to the ground more firmly. Covered in dozens of men, Naruko could only moan and writhe as they continued to fight to touch her body, pushing aside each other to get a finger on her nipples or clit.
They inadvertently pushed her to orgasm over and over again through their actions, her body trembling from the release. Through her squirming, the napkin was pushed from her pussy, leaving her free to squirt all over the crowd of men. This further excited them, leading to wandering fingers trailing the outside of her pussy, feeling her squirt onto their hands.
Naruko sobbed when she began to feel fingers press into her. It was too much, she was still too sensitive after having so many orgasms in a row. In a brief moment of clarity, she mustered up the strength to make the sign for kawarimi, teleporting herself out of there. She landed down the hall where a potted plant used to be, stumbling as her body took a second to realize it wasn’t being stimulated anymore. The men shouted when they realized she was gone. It didn’t take them any time at all to see that she was now down the hall.
She took off, followed by a stampede of men. She weaved through the halls of the inn, trying to find somewhere that would be safe. The roof!
She ran outside and then channeled chakra into her feet, running up the walls. She could just hide out on the roof until the day was over. The civilian men down there would never be able to reach her!
“Now Naruko, this is cheating,” Jiraiya said from behind her.
She spun around, not even noticing that her sensei was there. “It’s not cheating,” she replied, crouched down on the roof with her pussy leaking onto the tiles. “I’m using all of my skills to win this training session.”
“I disagree. You’re undergoing this training so you don’t react when someone does this.” He pinched her nipple, making her yelp. “Or do this.” He reached beneath her legs and began to stroke her clit, making her almost fall over.
Naruko panted as Jiraiya started to stimulate her body, frozen by a strong wave of arousal. She fell onto her back, letting him push her legs apart so he could lay between them.
“See? You can’t even fight me off,” Jiraiya murmured. “You’re just letting me do whatever I want with you, regardless of the consequences. What if I were your enemy? It would be so easy to overpower you and do whatever I want with your body.”
His hand moved down from where it was teasing her clit to stroke her wet hole. Without warning, Jiraiya slipping three of his fingers into her pussy, fucking her quickly. The air was filled with the lewd sounds of her wetness, squelching loudly whenever he thrust into her. He added his pinky easily, stretching her pussy even wider around his hand. Then he curled his fingers, targeting a spot inside of her.
She screamed and came, squirting around his hand, her cum leaking out between his fingers. He kept on fucking her as she squirmed underneath him, pushing her pussy down onto his hand.
Jiraiya watched as her breasts bounced with every thrust, enjoying the look of pleasure on her face. He pushed his thumb into her pussy as she continued to come, slowly working his hand deeper and deeper into her hole. Her pussy clenched at his hand through her orgasm, pulling him farther in. With his careful thrusts and the sucking motion of her pussy, it wasn’t long until his entire hand popped into her canal. His hand fully encased inside, he paused to let her recover from her powerful orgasm.
Naruko panted, her face flushed from the strong orgasm that Jiraiya had pulled out of her. She could still feel his fingers inside of her and she clenched her pussy in satisfaction, feeling comfortably full.
“Naruko,” he purred, “I think you deserve a punishment for coming so much during a training session.”
She tensed up, wondering what he was about to do. Before she could move, he teleported them both down into the middle of the lobby. There were a few men passing through, still looking frantically for her.
Jiraiya smirked and sat up, his hand still in her pussy. “Looking for her?” he asked.
The men were on her in a second, tugging at her nipples and clit relentlessly. Naruko tried to push them away, still too sensitive from her recent orgasm, but she was trapped by Jiraiya’s hand still inside of her.
Jiraiya took the opportunity to start fucking her again, this time with his full fist. He pulled it almost all the way out of her pussy and then shoved it back in, drawing out a lustful moan from her. He distracted her from thoughts of escaping by continuing to fist fuck her pussy as she was trapped underneath the hands of multiple other men.
It wasn’t too long until she was coming again, pushed over the peak by his thick fist moving in and out of her and the sly fingers of the other men rubbing at her clit. He pulled orgasm after orgasm out of her, not giving her any time to recover. The other men didn’t give her a break either, rolling her breasts in between their hands and pinching at her nipples.
She was crying in pleasure and pain by the time he removed his fist from her hole. He stepped back to watch as another man immediately took his place, his fingers thrusting deep inside of her. The other man was able to fit all five fingers in at once, and it wasn’t long until his whole fist was fucking in and out of her.
Jiraiya smiled as he walked away, leaving Naruko screaming out as she came yet again.
By the time sunset hit, Naruko was a wreck. She wasn’t able to escape the lobby after Jiraiya left her there, caught on the fists of various men. By the time Miho and Takumi called the end of the competition, she was a mess from the groping and fist fucking she had experienced all day.
Jiraiya wandered back in at the end of the competition, staring in interest at Naruko’s collapsed form. She laid on the ground with a dazed expression, drooling as she stared at the ceiling blankly, with her legs spread, bent at the knees. Her pussy was ruined, lips stretched out by numerous fists, still gaping open even though there was nothing in her anymore. The ground below her was a huge puddle of her cum, which she had gotten covered in throughout the day of rolling around in it.
Miho and Takumi were holding a conference amongst themselves, trying to figure out who was the winner of the competition. Finally they called the men’s attention, announcing that someone named Koga was the winner of the day. A tall, muscle-bound man looked smug as the other men around him grumbled in disappointment.
Jiraiya nodded to Miho and Takumi as they called the end to the day, walking over to scoop up Naruko’s limp body. He carried her over to the hot springs, figuring that all the men would be starving and heading to dinner after the long day. Naruko curled up in his arms, pressing herself closer to his chest as he walked.
He soaped up her body absentmindedly, thinking about how her training was going. She was about ready to go to the next stage, he decided. After she got some rest.
He gave her until the morning before implementing his plan. As the sun rose, he gently drew the blankets from her body, revealing her nude form to his eyes. The Kyuubi’s healing factor had kicked in overnight, healing all of the bruises that had littered her skin from yesterday’s rough ordeal. He spread her legs to look at her pussy. It too was fully healed from its prior gaping appearance, back to the tightness it was before she lost her virginity to that glass dildo in the auditorium. Perfect.
Jiraiya opened his robe and stroked his hard cock, gazing down at her beautiful figure. “Naruko,” he said gently, shaking her awake as he worked his cock.
“Mmm… Jiraiya-sama?” she murmured, blearily opening her eyes. She sat up in shock once she caught sight of his cock. “What are you doing?”
“I’m so proud of you,” he said, running a gentle hand across her cheek. “You’re progressing well in training, especially yesterday when you managed to handle all of those men. Today you move onto the next step.”
“Does it include… that?” she asked, her eyes transfixed on his member.
“Yes it does, Naruko,” he murmured, moving closer to her. He let go of his cock and spread her legs, moving so he was pressed against her pussy. “Are you ready?”
Naruko’s breath sped up and he could feel her begin to leak slick onto his cock. “Are you going to fuck me?” she whispered.
“I am,” he confirmed, pushing his hips forwards to the head of cock dipped into her hole enough to get coated by her moistness. “And with this you’ll take one more step towards getting rid of your weakness forever.”
“Please,” she moaned, her pussy clenching at the air as she remembered what it was like when he filled her with his fist.
“As you wish.”
He pushed steadily against her hole, feeling her lips spread around the head of his cock. Slowly he stretched her tight hole apart, entering her deeper and deeper. She whimpered when he was all the way in and he groaned, feeling her virgin-like tightness clench around his cock.
“Now it’s time to go to breakfast,” he said, still embedded in her.
“What?” Naruko asked, dazed. She squealed when he picked her up, moving so his cock remained fully inside of her the entire time. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist so she wouldn’t fall. This position pushed him even deeper inside of her and put pressure on her clit that made her moan.
“Make sure you hold on tight,” Jiraiya said cheerfully. He strode towards the door with Naruko sitting on his cock, each step bouncing her up and down.
“What are you doing?” she shrieked when he opened the door. She struggled against him, trying to get down.
“This is the next stage,” he replied with a frown, stilling her movements. He readjusted her so she was sitting comfortably on his cock again. “You are to remain on my cock the entire day.”
“The whole day?” she asked, her face turning red. “In front of everyone?”
“I don’t know why you continue to be embarrassed,” he said, exiting their room. “It’s not like they haven’t seen you being fucked or coming before.”
“Ah,” she moaned, distracted when his strides caused her to fuck herself on his cock. She clung to him even harder when he slid open the door to the dining room.
He strode in confidently, Naruko bouncing on his cock with every step. She whimpered and moaned into his neck, hiding her face from the other men. They murmured in jealousy as the watched him walk around, a gorgeous girl riding his cock as he moved.
“I guess today she won’t be making a mess,” the waiter joked, his eyes glued on where Jiraiya’s cock penetrated her as he passed over a tray of food.
“Nope,” Jiraiya replied cheerfully, thrusting his hips up so she squeaked.
He plopped down on a chair in the middle of the room, Naruko still astride his lap. He began to eat, not paying any mind to the way she was grinding her hips down onto his cock.
“Amazing, she’s no longer gaping wide from yesterday,” Koga, the winner from yesterday, commented as he took a seat next to Jiraiya.
“She’s resilient, this one,” Jiraiya agreed. He slid a finger into Naruko’s pussy next to his cock. “Want to feel?”
Koga nodded and slipped his finger into Naruko’s hole as well, causing her to moan from the stretch from Jiraiya’s cock plus two new fingers. “We could do something fun with that,” Koga said with a smirk.
“Maybe later,” Jiraiya replied, nodding along. “Right now I have plans.” He stood up again and bowed politely, his movement pulling his cock slightly out of Naruko’s pussy. When he stood up, he slid fully back in, making her moan.
“Jiraiya-sama, please,” Naruko whimpered as he made his way towards the outdoors. “I can’t stand this.”
“This is training for you,” he said sternly, pushing open the door to exit the building. “Not for pleasure. Now I’ve got to do some training of my own. I’ve been busy with watching over you this whole time that I need to take care of myself. Make sure you don’t slip off while I do this.”
“Do what?” she asked.
He didn’t reply, but rather started to lightly jog around the perimeter of the building. Naruko gasped as she was nearly bounced off of his cock. She tightened her legs around his waist and moaned, feeling his cock jerk in and out of her as he ran. Jiraiya picked up speed, inadvertently fucking Naruko on his cock as he ran. The faster he went, the harder she would be thrust back onto his cock.
It was finally too much when he hopped up into a tree. Her body nearly left his cock and when he landed, he slammed back into her. He did this twice more and then she was coming. She moaned loudly on his cock, squeezing down on him as he continued to jump through the trees, fucking into her roughly. She squirted, her juices dripping down onto the forest floor as they traveled.
He kept her on his cock as he ran around the entire mountain twice, fucking her the entire time and making her come over and over again. By the time they returned to the inn, she was delirious from the pleasure and his cock was soaked in her juices.
“Look at you, you’ve exhausted yourself and we’ve still go to eat dinner,” Jiraiya scolded her as he brought her back inside.
She moaned in response, her pussy clenching down on his cock as he brought her to the dining hall.
“How was your run?” Koga asked them, sitting next to Jiraiya again.
“I felt great but Naruko here was being naughty,” Jiraiya said.
Koga slipped his finger into her pussy alongside Jiraiya’s cock. “I can feel it. She’s a lot looser than before, must have come a lot.”
“She did,” Jiraiya sighed. “And now she’s not as tight anymore. And she needs a punishment. As winner of yesterday’s competition, would you like to be the first person to help?”
Koga’s eyes glinted. “Gladly.”
Jiraiya smiled and picked up Naruto from his cock, keeping in just the head as he turned her around to face Koga. She started to look more awake when she realized she was back inside and that there were other men around. Jiraiya sat her fully down on his cock again and spread her legs.
Naruko started to panic when Jiraiya and Koga began to finger her, stretching her pussy even wider than she was stretched on Jiraiya’s cock. It wasn’t until Koga deftly began to massage her clit that she calmed down, moaning loudly in the middle of the dining hall.
Jiraiya nodded and Koga took her distraction as an opportunity to slip his cock into her pussy, alongside Jiraiya’s. Naruko gasped and then tried to push him away, but was unable to do anything before he started to thrust into her. Jiraiya coordinated his movements with Koga’s, finally fucking into her like he was desiring to do all day. Naruko was bounced between the two cocks, her clit relentlessly stimulated by Koga’s fingers. She came within a minute, squealing as she squirted all over the dining hall floor. It wasn’t long after that that Koga came too, spreading his cum all over her pussy. He pulled out, satisfied, and gave Jiraiya a nod before he left.
“Mind if I cut in?” Masahiro asked, barely waiting for Jiraiya’s nod to slip his cock into Naruko’s pussy as well.
She began to moan again when he started to thrust, barely recovered from her first experience and already being double penetrated for the second time in her life. Their movements caused her to orgasm again, once again dirtying the dining hall floor. Masahiro came inside of her as well, and then pulled out to let the next man in.
Jiraiya and Naruko continued this for the entire night. Jiraiya held back from coming until the last man had used Naruko. By this time she was practically sleeping in his lap, exhausted from being fucked by a few dozen men. But Jiraiya wasn’t done. He pushed her onto the ground and began to fuck her again, this time letting loose with the intentions to come. He used his full strength to batter her pussy, thrusting in so hard she woke up again with a scream.
Naruko could do nothing as Jiraiya took his pleasure from her body. He fucked her so hard that she started to feel aroused again, something she hadn’t expected after coming at least twenty times that day. He thrust in and out of her, changing his angle to hit the sweet spot inside of her. She moaned and came around his cock yet again, but he didn’t stop. After coming down from her orgasm, Naruko could feel another one building directly after. With barely a pause in between, she came again, clenching down on Jiraiya’s cock. Finally it was enough and he came with a roar, his cum pulsing inside of her, extending her orgasm to be the best one yet.
When he pulled out, cum gushed from her pussy from all the men who had used her that night. She was unconscious so he picked her up and spread her legs, letting all of the cum drip out of her. It continued to stream out of her for minutes, until he became so impatient that he started carrying her back like that, with her leaking cum onto the ground of the hallway leaving a trail wherever they went.
When they reached their room, Jiraiya hesitated about bringing her in. She was so filthy and still leaking cum that he didn’t want to deal with it. He nodded in resolution and headed outside instead. No need to mess up the inn any more, after all. He dumped her body on the ground and made sure her legs were spread so all the cum could drip out of her pussy overnight. Then he went back to his room and fell asleep.
The next morning he awoke with no Naruko in the room. He suddenly remembered he had left her outside the night before and went to find her. There he found she was in the middle of a gangbang with all of the inn’s guests, moaning in pleasure as she was fucked and choked down cocks of all the men. He sighed and teleported in, grabbing her. Well, it seems the desensitization training had failed and now he was left with a cock-hungry slut. At the very least he would be entertained during the next two years he had with her before she would return to Konoha.