Chapter 1 - Himawari arc : Chapter 2.

I watched as she carefully climbed on all fours on the bed and proceeded to rest her toned stomach on my lap. This was getting dangerous; my cock was trying to escape from underneath my thigh with all the force of a bijuudama. She then proceeded to grab a hold of the comforter and close her eyes as if to prepare herself mentally, as a shiver echoed from her body to mine.

"Ready?" I asked, looking over the contours of her tight ass stretching the fabric of her yoga pants so much I could see her skin through them even with her legs being close together. This also definitely meant that she wasn't wearing panties. At this realization, my palms started sweating, I wanted to see it, that forbidden place, no I needed to see it. I failed to realize that my right leg was lifting itself up along with Himawari as my throbbing cock was freeing itself from its trap.

I would have liked to say that I was doing this to discipline my daughter, but having her smooth stomach on my lap and having seen those luscious booty cheeks confined by her yoga pants, I could no longer think. I slowly rested my hand on her lower back, her skin burning against my hand, then I slid it down, curving my palm along her ass. Naruto's mind was no longer present, all that remained was a fat cocked beast and a fat ass, as he lifted his hand and prepared for the first spank.

"Wait!" she cried.

"What," I grunted nearly mad with lust; my eyes glued on my daughter's ass.

"You have to pull my pants down first Daddy."

"Yeah you're right you know," I growled barely containing my excitement as the rumble that went through my chest made that fat ass jiggle, if only slightly.

She nodded as she looked back at me, a triumphant smile present on her face I failed to see as my eyes were too busy.
Immediately, I grabbed the waist of her yoga pants and yanked them down. Finally, I could see the porcelain like skin of her ass clearly, as the object of my admiration seemed to expand after being freed from their confines. Those elastic cheeks, along with that ass crack that seemed capable of swallowing anything. Her sweet pussy unfortunately still hidden by her closed legs.

The view was simply too much. With a FWAP my cock liberated itself and executed a direct hit on my daughter's stomach.

"Hmm Daddy!" she moaned.

That was all it took, I let my hand fly.

"One!" I growled slapping that juicy ass meat.

"Ow!" she yelped, gripping the comforter even tighter as she lifted her ass slightly as if to give me better access.

"Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!" Naruto became a beast. He'd never spanked his daughter before, but he knew one thing with each connection of his hand on his daughter's bouncy ass flesh, he loved it. Not the spanking, but the touching. At this moment he wanted nothing more than to grab a hold of her ass with two hands and squeeze those cheeks for all they were worth. Just to feel her more, to slide his fingers between her legs. This was what had been missing from his 
marriage.

How dare Hinata deny him this? Did she know? Did she know how he had ached? How her body had tormented him? So badly he had needed this, he had to get it from his daughter. Goddamit, if she was right and her and Neji had been doing this all this time, just thinking of this made him so angry another animalistic roar rumbled from his chest.

"Mine!" He roared at the top of his lungs. "Seven! Eight! Nine!"

"Fuck, Daddy yes yours, I'm yours" Himawari whined.

"Ten!" I yelled, smacking her gravity-defying globes with all the strength and frustration in my being, hypnotized by the way the flesh rippled beneath my palms. My heart was hammering, my cock hard as rebar straining against her abdomen, when a shiver ran through her and she started twitching while curling into a ball.

"HMMmmmm moawh," she moaned, her body now tight, planking over my lap, a slight string of liquid leaking from between her closed thighs right onto my enclosed cock. Another shudder ran through her before she collapsed, her muscles giving out from under her.

"Fuuuuck!" she groaned, face hidden by her hair as she face-planted into the mattress, motionless except for the rhythmic twitching closely followed by a surge of liquid escaping that forbidden place between her legs.

All of a sudden Naruto's erection died out, what had he done, after all, He had never had sexual relations so how could he know that he had made his daughter cum her brains out with a mere spanking. In his mind he was panicking, did he hit one of her chakra opening by mistake, how else could she pass out as she did, he senses her chakra and thankfully it was not in disarray. He couldn't understand what could have happened that could cause a strong ninja like his daughter to eject fluid while passing out during a mere spanking. Perhaps he had hit that place by accident and like a man when hit in the jewels a female when hit there would render the person in terrible pain.

Yes, that must be it. That means it would pass right?

"Baby are you okay? Wake up, baby." He pleaded trying to wake her up by inserting his chakra into her.

A few minutes later as the cycle of twitching and shivering stopped, Naruto finally sensed that Himawari was awakening.

"Baby are you alright? Do you need a doctor?" He panicked.

She turned around, facing him her face flushed and relaxed as if it was impossible for her to frown at this moment, a drunken smile answered him as she bit her bottom lip lightly, face covered in tears and snot.

"Hhmm Daaaddy shoo gud." She moaned like a drunk person, before grabbing his arm like a pillow and curling around it. "Shleep naw." She said as she closed her eyes.

A sigh of relief rushed through Naruto when he realized that she was not hurt in any way. He looked at her again skin moist and flushed with the exertion of whatever just happened to her, he still blamed himself for potentially hitting one of her chakra pathways, but at least he now knew she wasn't hurt.

Damn him, how could he treat his daughter that way, it was supposed to be a simple punishment, and an end to the excessive affection they had shown for one another, but he instead he had lost control again and taken his frustration out on his daughter, even if a few minutes ago he had promised himself never to do it again.

What pained him the most was that for the most part, he wasn't that ashamed of having lost control, he was used to that as a jinchuriki, in his youth he had lost control quite often this was nothing new to him. What really irked was how frustrated he was that his daughter had seemingly passed out rendering him unable to continue, his fat hog now remained unpacified straining against his pants, painfully throbbing, the tip having made an abnormally large spot of precum in the fabric as if grieving the loss of contact with his daughter's stomach.

"Fuck." He whispered, he wished he could do something to ease the pain in his balls, they felt fuller than ever before, and he had no idea what to do about it.

"I can't believe you actually spanked me, Daddy." His daughter moaned burying her face in his bicep both her hands squeezing the muscles there as if to measure them.

His face fell as he realized she was awake again, worry seizing him once more. "uhm, uhm, you told me to you know."

"Uhm, I know Daddy." She said finally looking up blinking multiple times when she saw my face as if to clear cobwebs from her head.

"Are you okay? What happened to you? Did I block your pathways?" Naruto suddenly panicked as if realizing that she could still be injured.

"wha… wait you really don't know what happened Daddy?" she said seeming surprised yet somewhat happy at the same time.

"How would I know what happened? Am I supposed to?" he asked incredulously.

"You would if mom was doing her job, don't worry Daddy I'll teach you." She giggled an evil smile materializing on her face.
Shivers went down Naruto's spine, the look Himawari sent him reminded him of the way she had looked, and how she had reacted when he spanked her, he started to feel himself losing control of himself when both of them jumped in place as the front door opened.

Himawari put her shorts on at an unbelievable speed and dashed to the bathroom.

"Himawari!" Naruto called after her, wanting to explain himself before Hinata could catch them, but she had already disappeared.

I was worried now. I'd spanked my little girl, hurt her. I hated myself. Should I have known that she would pass out if I did that? It was my fault I never should have agreed without knowing the repercussions.

I walked out of her room, and into the kitchen to greet Hinata before she got suspicious, my previously swollen balls calmed by the weight of my guilt.

"What's that on your pants?" Hinata asked after I asked her what was for dinner.

My face reddened as I panicked, wondering if she knew what I had done, she possessed the byakugan after all.
"uhm.."

"Daddy spilled water on his pants while drinking earlier, you know how he is mom," Himawari exclaimed while coming down the stairs, looking perfectly normal, if a bit flusher than usual.

"Yes, that's what happened." I quickly confirmed hoping to end this conversation as soon as possible.

It turns out he was scared for nothing, as Hinata immediately dropped the subject and continued to prepare dinner.

Naruto would always remember this as one of the most awkward meals he had ever had, unable to taste anything he had been so ashamed of himself the entire time he refused to look his wife and daughter in the eyes during the duration of the meal.

When they were all done Hinata stood up and asked Naruto to do the dishes as she was sore from her workout. After disappearing upstairs, he was left alone with Himawari, and he knew he had to apologize for what he had done.

"Honey, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. It's just that you said that was what you wanted; I never knew that could happen."

Himawari stayed turned around her back to me for a disturbing amount of time after I said that. I was certain by this point that she hated me now, and that I had ruined everything.

She suddenly turned around, but to my surprise, she didn't look mad at all, on the contrary, she was smiling.

"Gotcha!" she said.

"What's going on?" I said.

"You should have seen yourself during dinner, you were as stiff as a board it was hilarious." Himawari laughed." I told you I liked it, even if it hurt a little don't worry about it. As for what happened to me, don't worry I'll teach you since mom is useless."

"I thought you were mad at me… I didn't know what to do, and goddammit don't speak about your mother that way." I sat down on one of the kitchen chairs in relief that I hadn't ruined everything.

As if on cue, she climbed up on my lap sitting while facing me, her glorious tits pressing against my chest although some distance was separating our waists.

She reached out and put her arms around my neck. "I'm sorry Daddy, it was just a joke, I could never be mad at you, and as for mom she deserves it." She cooed giving me that pouty lip.

"Himawari, come on."

She placed her hands on my chest, unfortunately with movement those luscious globed were no longer pressed against me. "I know you hate it when I say this 

Daddy, but you can do so much better. You're not happy or satisfied, and I want you to be both."

"I am very happy with my life. Your mother and  I have no problems, and as for being satisfied how could I be anything else when I have such a wonderful daughter in my life."

She smiled arms lowering to my lips as she once again pressed those ginormous breasts onto my chest so she could come closer and kiss me on the cheek. 

"you'll always have me. But Daddy, you need more, you need a woman to satisfy you."

"What do you mean baby? You take care of me."

"While that's true, I meant a woman you can fuck Daddy."

Naruto blushed furiously at that, completely embarrassed that his daughter would know how humiliating his bedroom activities were. "Language young lady, and 
I'll have you know that your mother and I do those things quite often."

"Please if you did, you would have known what it was that happened while you were spanking me, and not acted like a clueless virgin." She said. "I know you and mom have never had sex. Otherwise, there is no way you wouldn't know what an orgasm was with how massive your fat cock is."

"Himawari, that's not appropriate."

"You guys sleep in different beds, and if that wasn't enough our bedrooms are right next to one another, I can't remember hearing anything sexual ever come out of that room, and I can hear your blanket move when you sneak out for midnight ramen. She never does anything to take care of you, she never touches you, she doesn't love you."

"That's enough, this is over." A buzzer sounded from the basement.

"Looks like the laundry is done," Himawari said. "Are you going to fold it?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I'll help you!" she beamed at me in a way she knew would appease my anger regardless of what she did. As she got off my lap, I realize knowing my daughter pitied my sex life had killed the hard-on that had been forming from her sitting on my lap. It's the little things in life. As soon as I arrived in the basement, she came from behind me and hugged me.

"I'm sorry, Daddy."

"I know." I sighed kissing her on the forehead.

Himawari in answer kissed my chin and rubbed her nose against my jaw. "Mm, I love yoouuu Daddy, and I love it when you kiss me."

"Then I'll kiss you again," I said mindlessly, leaning down and pressing his lips to her cheek.
Cooing she tightened her arms around my shoulders. She turned her face to mine and gave me a kiss in return, but instead of my cheek, she put her lips on mine for an instant before pulling away, giggling.

"All right, I know you think I need it, but stop flirting with me," I said. "We have laundry to fold."

I turned her around, and as if pulled by universal attraction, my hand flew, giving that fat ass a smack. Before I could second guess what I had done, she squeaked and went to open the drying machine and started pulling out clothes and putting a load of what appeared to be underwear and towels. She hopped on top of the washer, sitting there as she started to fold. She tossed a pair of panties in my face "Those are mine."

I looked at them. They always looked smaller than I expected when I did this, how could so much ass fit in them.

She tossed me another one.

"Clean," I said as I folded them.

"You know, every boy I've ever met would kill to get their hands on these." She said with a grin, playing with a towel.

"And I would kill them in return," I said with the authority of the strongest man in the world.

She laughed, as we finished the rest of the clothes. The last one was a huge bath towel. "It feels so warm." She wrapped her shoulders around it and mooed. " Mmm, its so nice." She opened arms and beckoned with the towel. "Want to share it with me?"

"Let's just get done with this," I said wanting to finish this, I no longer trusted myself when my daughter wanted to share affection.

She reached out, pulling me in the embrace of the towel. I stepped in between her knees, right up against the washer, as she wrapped her arms and the towel around my back.

"Warm, hhuh?" she said.

"Yeah," I said, putting my hands on her waist, squeezing the hourglass figure unable to help myself.

"No, you can't feel it with all of these clothes on you.  Take off your shirt." She purred like a cat.

"Honey, please we can't…" I tried protested as she started pulling my shirt up, but in the end, I allowed her to take it off.

Her hands rapidly came down from my shoulders, her fingernails running down my chest raking my pectoral muscles, and tickling my tummy before wrapping me in the towel with her. Leaning into her my hands braced on top of the washer, as she squeezed me in the towel's embrace.

"See, you like this much better don't you Daddy." She whispered nose to nose with me.

"Yeah…" I couldn't stop myself.

Smiling, she planted another kiss against my lips. Before I could argue with her she had already placed her head to rest on my shoulder as she held me tight, I felt her feet come up and lock around my waist.

"I love that you are my Daddy, you feel so good against me."

I also loved having my daughter hold me like this, forgetting my earlier promises I wrapped my arms tight around her waist and picked her up from the washing machine.

"Kyaa!" she squealed.

I carried her over to the couch resting in front of the big screen I had installed in the basement last summer. She adjusted her legs straddling me.

This was normal right? Yes, Naruto told himself, it was okay as long as his intention were benign after all he and Himawari had been doing long before she became so attractive, he couldn't look at her without becoming aroused. With that in mind, my hands ran up and down her back, skittering over her sports bra touching the perfectly plump and smooth skin that laid on both sides. I teased her a little, sliding my finger under the fabric as I started to tickle her.

She wiggled and smiled looking up at me, I could see how much she loved me in her blank eyes. "I'm so glad to be back."

"I'm glad you are back as well."

"I miss you so much when I leave," she said with a frown.

"I miss you too baby."

She bit her lips in what seemed like frustration, that simple act scrunching her face in the cutest of way, Naruto began to wonder if she was really his daughter how could she be so pretty? That train of thoughts was quickly interrupted as she moved her lips to mine again, planting a soft and slow kiss on them. I tried to gently kiss her back controlling my raging lust, the wetness of our lips made them stick together as we pulled apart.

"Baby, you know we talked about this. You shouldn't kiss me like that."

"But I love kissing my Daddy, does it even matter where I kiss you?" She cooed as she pouted with her lips.

"I know, but it's not right."

"Why are you like this? I don't see what's wrong with kissing my Daddy? It's not like we're Frenching, I'm just kissing your lips, it's not a big deal yet you keep making a big deal out of it." She sighed.

"It's just… your mother wouldn't understand," I said trying to come with an excuse that wouldn't get me in too much trouble.

"I won't tell her if you won't." she shook her head. "She'd freak out from pretty much everything we do when she is not around Daddy, even just me being in your lap like this, but I've been doing this for years and I'm not stopping now just because it makes you hard as fuck." She smirked before sighing and putting her head on my shoulder. "I hate when you make me feel bad about loving you."

I felt horrible. "I know. It's my fault. It's just hard sometimes, you're just so pretty and I don't want to lose control and lose you forever."

"What do you mean?"

"You know damn well what I mean," I said a little embarrassed. "When you sit like this, you know what it does to me."

"Uhh? I have no idea what you mean?" she said, and then of course I felt her shift her position, moving her crotch against my crotch. The contact of her heat through the shorts made my cock swell instantly, I could feel straining against the waistline of my pants before it popped through and ten good inches hid under my shirt. I hoped she hadn't noticed I thought as I blushed harder than I ever have before.

"You definitely know what I mean." I gave her a look.

"Know what Daddy?" She said shit-eating grin plastered on her face.

She deliberately wiggled her hips, rubbing the base of my painfully hard cock against her core.

"Humph!" I pinched her fat ass, as she squeaked and ground even hard against me, eliciting a moan from both of us.

"What do I know Daddy? Uhh, what am I doing to you?" she grinned as she lifted her hips slightly noticing the bulge extending past my pants into my shirt, before slamming back down and grinding even harder. "Mmm, tell me Daddy."

"Okay, okay, enough."

She obviously kept bouncing, a clapping sound emerged not only from her smacking against me but her fat ass cheeks smacking against one another, music to my ears as our crotches kept rubbing against one another. "Tell me what I do to you Daddy, I won't stop till you say it." She really put her back into it then, her ass clapping even faster as she threw her head back and humped so hard the couch was moving under me.

"Damn it, Himawari, enough. You make me hard as fuck okay, is that what you wanted to hear?"

"What? Little old me?" she gasped feigning surprise.

"You always do this," I said holding her firmly so that she would stop.