The courtyard of the Harem Seal House was still as the sun reached its peak.
The mist parted.
And chakra stirred.
She didn't knock.
She didn't wait.
She walked straight through the front gate.
Tessuna, the Iron Rock — Iwagakure's most feared Earth Style kunoichi.
Her skin was smooth but sun-bronzed, her abs tight and rippling like sculpted marble. She wore stone-armored leggings and a sleeveless wrap, breasts barely restrained beneath tight bindings. Her hair — short, choppy, white with streaks of clay-gray — blew like stone dust in the breeze.
And her eyes?
Locked on Naruto.
He stood, barefoot, robed, cock twitching under thin cloth. The moment he saw her chakra signature, it throbbed harder.
Tsunade stepped beside him. "Iwa sent a message ahead."
Sakura crossed her arms. "She's not leaving without a taste."
Hinata, quietly territorial, slipped her hand into Naruto's.
Tessuna stopped five paces away.
Her voice was low. Stoic.
"I've come to test his endurance. I don't need seduction. I need access."
She pulled her bindings away.
Her breasts spilled free — heavy, perfect, tight against her chest like sculpted stone.
No blush.
No hesitation.
Just strength.
Naruto swallowed.
Hard.
"I—I'm not sure I—"
Tsunade patted his back. "You're still hard."
He was.
The challenge began inside the practice room.
Tessuna didn't remove his robe.
She ripped it open.
Then shoved him against the wall with chakra-enhanced strength, grabbing his cock like she was appraising a weapon.
Her touch was precise.
Purposeful.
And then she straddled him — wrapping her muscular thighs around his hips, aligning her soaking pussy with his shaft.
"Don't hold back," she ordered.
And then she slammed down.
Naruto cried out, his cock swallowed in one crushing thrust.
Her walls were tight, hot, and controlled. Earth chakra pulsed through her core, creating rhythmic grips that massaged his shaft as she began to ride him in brutal, perfect tempo.
Slam.
Slam.
Slam.
Every bounce felt like a seismic quake.
He gripped her hips, nails digging into her flesh — but she didn't slow.
"You'll cum when I let you," she said coldly, sweat gleaming on her brow.
"And you'll be hard after."
His moans echoed off the stone.
Tessuna rode him harder.
Faster.
She didn't scream.
She breathed hard.
And when Naruto came — full, thick, deep — she didn't stop.
She milked it.
Rocked through it.
Ground against him until his knees buckled.
He collapsed.
She stood, cum trickling down her legs, breathing heavy but triumphant.
"Not bad," she said.
Then glanced at Tsunade.
"…I'll need him again in three days."
She walked away.
Didn't look back.
The harem gathered around Naruto's twitching body.
Sakura kissed his cheek. "She used you like a training dummy."
Hinata rested his head on her lap. "You moaned so loud…"
Tsunade just smirked. "Rest up."
Ino knelt beside his cock, which was already twitching again.
"Because we're next."