Chapter 129.5 » Yusuke's Grand Feast {+18}

In the Land of Spring, formerly known as the Land of Snow, a grand four-story mansion stood tall. On its top floor, expansive glass windows offered a panoramic view.

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

Yusuke reclined calmly against white pillows on the bed's edge. A raven-haired woman bobbed her head along his shaft, coating its entire length. As she gazed up, her white irises radiated an ethereal beauty.

This woman was none other than Hinata Hyuga — Yusuke's devoted and submissive wife who reveled in giving pleasure. Years of attentive care and retirement from ninja duties had bestowed her with curves in all the right places. Her breasts had grown fuller, her hips wider.

But she wasn't alone.

Sakura, Yusuke's other wife, gently suckled his right ear. Like her sister-wife, she too had gained a softer silhouette, her pink tresses now cascading to her bottom. Her face flushed crimson as his powerful hands explored her most intimate areas.

Ino, the third wife, pressed her breasts against his face, stifling moans as his fingers probed her backdoor. Her long blonde hair was neatly bundled atop her head, and her azure eyes watched with delight as he indulged in her ample bosom. Years of contentment had transformed Ino's once-slim figure into a more voluptuous form.

Yusuke reveled in the paradise of pleasure his three wives provided, a contented smile gracing his face.

After wreaking havoc in Konoha with Naruto and Sasuke as his weapons, he retreated to the Land of Snow with his women, seeking a peaceful life. He transformed the region into a more hospitable place, eventually owning most of the country's hot springs.

Years of indulgence in love, food, and intimacy had softened his wives' once-slim figures. Though far from overweight, they had grown more voluptuous — a change Yusuke was about to savor.

He arranged Hinata, Sakura, and Ino in a row on their backs, their legs intertwined to display themselves fully. Yusuke approached each in turn, savoring the sight.

"Tight..." He murmured, gently tapping Hinata's moist entrance, admiring the triangle of dark hair.

"Soft..." He continued with Sakura, her pink slit already parted, framed by heart-shaped hair of the same hue.

"Sticky..." Ino blushed as Yusuke smiled, moistening himself before toying with her blonde strip.

Without further ado, he began with Ino.

"MMM~UUMM~"

He thrust deeply, withdrawing completely before plunging back with full force, eliciting another moan from Ino before she could voice any protest.

Thrust after thrust, he pounded her vigorously, his hips eliciting wet sounds from their union. With each movement, glistening threads formed between them, soon leaving them both slick and sticky.

His hands remained active throughout. While pleasuring Ino, he fingered Sakura, preparing her for what was to come. Hinata watched with flushed cheeks, eagerly anticipating her turn.

As time passed, each woman had her moment. After sating them all, he began another round to ensure no one was left wanting, using the holes he didn’t explored before.

It was a thorough experience indeed!

When their curves were flushed from his attentions, Yusuke paused to admire his handiwork. His respite was brief, however, as two more guests arrived.

"Our turn now!" Tenten exclaimed, smiling as she entered.

"Is this my reward for tending to our children?" Anko quipped, her tone playful.

"Disrobe and cease your complaints." Yusuke said with a grin.

They obeyed without hesitation.

Tenten and Anko, both voluptuous beauties, shed their garments and let down their hair. They knew he'd use their tresses as reins in their passionate dance.

And so the passionate encounter continued!

Tenten, despite her resilience and vast repertoire of positions, was the first to yield. Her husband's prowess proved too overwhelming. As a gesture of apology for her boldness, she tenderly cleaned him before joining the other three exhausted women.

Anko, though older and more experienced, couldn't endure much longer. Years of focusing on childcare rather than rigorous training had left her more inclined to simply receive her husband's impressive endowment without protest and tiring easily. Eventually, she found herself atop her sisters, unable to stand, as Yusuke thoroughly satisfied her.

As Yusuke finished, his vigor remained undiminished, his arousal unabated. It seemed these women needed rest, unable to continue for the day.

At that moment, another of his wives appeared. A red-haired woman entered, clutching a small finance notebook. She was about to address her husband when an familiar scent caught her attention.

"My, what's that smell—Kya!" Karin's query was cut short as a shadow materialized behind her, silencing her instantly.

The notebook clattered to the floor as her clothes were torn away. She gasped as she felt her husband's impressive girth claim her forcefully.

And she relished every moment!

Karin's expression transformed into one of ecstasy as she eagerly welcomed her husband's passionate advances. Regardless of the time or her prior engagements, she was always prepared to receive Yusuke's affections. On any hole he wants.

With each powerful thrust, Karin edged closer to blissful unconsciousness. Her fervent devotion to her husband's pleasure knew no bounds, even if it meant succumbing to the intensity of their lovemaking.

Eventually, she joined the other women on the bed, all glistening with sweat and other fluids. They suspected this encounter might lead to another generation.

These gatherings had become so frequent that they were now an established family tradition: The Procreation Party!

"Yusuke!"

Bang!

The bedroom doors burst open. An irritated blonde woman strode in, casually raising her fist at him. Behind her, a long-haired brunette entered, wearing a weary smile.

Both women were nearly naked, with only sheer robes draped over their skin. Their breasts were swollen with milk — droplets even leaking from their nipples — evidence of their recent nursing duties.

They were, of course, Tsunade and Shizune, the household's living milk banks.

"I swear, if you give me one more child to nurse, I'll wallop you!" Tsunade shook her fists as she approached, her anger almost endearing.

"Tsunade, please be gentle with our husband..." Shizune, visibly calmer but equally exhausted from nursing, tried to soothe her wife-sister.

Some of the babies were hers too, but the others — especially Hinata's voracious offspring — were particularly demanding.

Meanwhile, Yusuke laughed, captivated by the sight before him. It was like offering water to a parched man.

"Well then, it's time for me to nurse you. Come here."

"Hmph!"

"Now, now, my dear. That's no way to behave."

Despite Tsunade's angry snort and Shizune's mild protest at his lack of decorum, both women knelt on the floor and began to do exactly as he commanded.

Such was the result of well-established family dynamics!

Cradling their heads, Yusuke savored every moment before rewarding the two women with his own "milk".

Soon after, he began to "steal" milk from his own children by latching onto their breasts. Both women moaned beneath his touch, feeling his nips and bites across their milk-dampened chests.

One by one, Yusuke finished with each woman. The eight of them, glistening with sweat and other fluids, rested on the bed for a few moments. Soon after, they all went to the bathroom to take a good bath and get ready.

They were all preparing for the second part of the party:

The Hot Spring Drinking!

This was the true competition to determine the best wife. The two who placed last would become the next breastfeeders!

Let the WWW — Wondrous Wife War — begin!