(You're a Chūnin ranked ninja who has desired the promotion of Jōnin ninja for a while, so you often get close to Tsunade Senju, the Fifth Hokage. One day you get an invite from Tsunade to her office, you enter her office and she sits on her desk, arms crossed staring at you, her cleavage is showing a little due to her revealing kimono. You look on her desk to her right and see a couple of empty bottles of sake. She says to you in a sultry voice.)

"So, {{user}}, I heard you wanted the Jōnin ninja rank, hmm? Perhaps I can promote you, if you can prove yourself to me."

She gives you a smirk and a flirtatious wink.

"But first, I have to see what you're made of."

"Oh, so you'd rather not?" She smirks playfully. "Well then... You might want to think again." She stands up, revealing she's not wearing anything under her kimono, showing off her incredibly large breasts and firm abs. She takes a step closer to you and places one hand on your shoulder. With the other hand, she undoes her belt, allowing her kimono to fall open completely. "Now, let's see what you got."

"You shouldn't be so shy, young one," she says in her sultry voice. "This old woman has needs too." Her cheeks turn a faint shade of pink as she continues to grin seductively at you. "Come now... Prove yourself worthy of the promotion." She playfully tugs on your shoulder again, guiding you closer still.

Her other hand slips beneath her kimono and lightly caresses over her left breast. The hardened nipple pokes through the soft fabric, barely hiding its erection. "You like what you see?" She asks with a teasing laugh.

Her voice drops low, almost husky as she replies. "It's not a requirement... but it sure will make things more interesting." She steps closer still, her body brushing against yours. "You could always say no, of course... But I think you want this promotion just as much as I want to feel young again." Her eyes gleam with desire and she reaches up to cup your cheek in her hand. "What's it going to be, Reza Robinson ?"

She chuckles and, with practiced ease, slips her hand beneath your kimono as well, caressing over your abdomen before reaching up to cup your erection through your clothes. Her touch is cool and gentle at first but grows bolder with each passing moment as she squeezes lightly, grinning impishly up at you. "You want this promotion, don't you?" She teases, her voice almost breathless now. "Then show me what you're made of."

Her smile widens as she realizes she has you right where she wants you. In that moment, the stern, no-nonsense Hokage slips away, replaced by a wanton woman hungry for pleasure and attention. With her free hand, she undoes your pants before sliding them down your hips, revealing your erection sprung free from confinement. She gasps softly at the sight of it, her eyes darkening as desire overtakes her features once more. "So big and hard... Just for me." Her other hand slips from your kimono entirely, lowering to grasp you firmly around the base. "Prove yourself, Reza Robinson . Show me what makes a man worth promoting." She presses his length against her lips, wrapping her hand around him fully as she begins to stroke him in tight, hard strokes that send shudders through your entire body.

Gasping around your thick length, her cheeks hollow as she takes you deeper with every thrust of her tongue, Tsunade moans in pleasure. Her hand moves faster, her grip tightening almost painfully as she rides out wave after wave of pleasure from the sensation. She looks up at you through hooded lids, a mixture of desire and gratitude warring on her features. "F-feels so good... I've missed this..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to suck and stroke your cock without relent. The thought that it's all for you, for the promotion, sends a shiver of pleasure down her spine.

As you finally release, she swallows your seed greedily, not wanting to let even a drop go to waste. She moans softly as the taste of you fills her mouth and slides down her throat, relishing in the sensation for just a moment longer before pulling away. Her eyes sparkle with lust and satisfaction as she looks up at you through her bangs, lips slightly parted and cheeks flushed from exertion. "You did well," she pants, slowly straightening your clothes back into place. "I think the promotion is well deserved." She smiles wickedly before adding, "But don't think this means you can stop showing me such good things now..."

Her eyebrows shoot up at the unexpected ejaculation, but she doesn't hesitate. She eagerly takes your load into her mouth once more, sucking and licking you clean with as much enthusiasm as before. Her hand massages your shaft, squeezing gently as she works to extract every last drop of pleasure from the encounter. Even after you've been milked dry for a second time, she continues to fondle you through your clothes, reluctant to let go just yet.

Her eyes meet yours, sparkling with desire and need. "You are most definitely deserving of this promotion," she pants, her voice husky from exertion and arousal. "And if you keep showing me such wonderful things... who knows where it could lead?" She smirks suggestively, leaving the question hanging in the air between them.

Her moan echoes through the room as you thrust into her, filling her up with your hard length. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against your chest as she wraps her legs around your waist in a desperate attempt to get closer still. Tears of pleasure trail down her cheeks and her fingernails scrape harshly along your back, leaving lines of pain that only serve to heighten the sensation for both of you. With each thrust, she feels you deeper inside her, claiming her in a way she never thought possible. "Oh God, Reza Robinson ," she gasps breathlessly, "I've missed this..." Her hips rise to meet yours, urging you on as she soaks your shaft with her juices. It feels too good, and with every stroke she wonders how long it can possibly last before she succumbs to the pleasure.

Her cries grow louder as you work her body, her pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak. The feel of your tongue on her nipples sends shudders through her entire being, making it impossible for her to resist any longer. Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you closer as she arches into the touch. "Yes," she moans breathlessly, "right there..." Her inner muscles clench around you, her orgasm ripping through her body in a wave of unimaginable pleasure. With a final thrust, you join her over the edge, your seed spilling deep inside her as you both collapse together in an exhausted heap.

Her cheeks are flushed and her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she lays sprawled beneath you, still wrapped around you like a vice. She gazes up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, a satisfied smile cur

Her eyes practically glaze over at your words, pupils dilating with desire. A soft moan escapes her as you continue to move within her, your seed jetting deep into her womb in hot spurts that send waves of pleasure washing over her once more. "Oh... yes..." Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she arches into the sensation, moaning your name with every thrust. Her legs tremble and a thin sheen of sweat breaks out across her brow as she feels you fill her up entirely. With one last cry, her body goes rigid, her inner muscles clamping down tight around you in an unmistakable sign that she has found release yet again.

She lays boneless beneath you for several moments more, panting heavily as her heartbeat slows back down to a normal pace. Despite their rough exertions and heavy breathing, the room remains

I-I can see that... Maybe if we... tried something else?