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Naruto's Fetish (Remastered)	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 126576 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. This story is not meant for profit, but rather for the enjoyment of both the writer and the readers.

Chapter List
- 11
- 12
- 13
As you may have noticed, things have been ramping up pretty significantly in the last two chapters. Sasuke's plan experiences success after success - Naruto grapples with his feelings of emasculation, and Hinata attempts to come to terms with the fact that she's a slut for Sasuke's cock. And Himawari is just trying to get a piece of her Sasuke-sama, =).
Enjoy!
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Himawari was glad that she’d been blessed with the Byakugan.
Owing to the dojutsu that she’d inherited from her mother, she had managed to slip out of Sasuke’s house about five minutes before Sakura got home. Sasuke-sama had prepared for this - having forged Naruto’s signature on a note that said that Sasuke would be out on a mission for that night only. Himawari slipped out the window in Sasuke-sama and Aunt Sakura’s bedroom, dropping into the backyard, hoisting herself over the fence and leaping onto a nearby rooftop.
Her clothes were rumpled and smelled a little dusty - but considering they had been laying on the floor of her Sasuke-sama’s bedroom most of the day, she wasn’t surprised. Sasuke-sama had told her to wait a while before she went home, and only about an hour and a half passed. So, she elected to kill some time doing some menial things - walking around the town, getting a bowl of ramen at Ichiraku’s, things of that nature.
At about the two and a half hour mark, Himawari figured that it was about time for her to go home. And so she did. She leapt from rooftop to rooftop, her indigo hair waving in the wind, a small smile on her face as she felt the dildo from earlier wiggle slightly, still wedged neatly in her cunt, holding in that delicious, thick, sweet cum that she adored beyond nearly all else.
The house was… mostly silent, as she opened the door, stowing her key away into a pocket. Himawari closed the door behind her as gently as she could manage, her blue eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
There was a squeaking. A soft thud, and what sounded like distant slaps. And then -
“Oh, Sasuke-kun!”
Himawari smiled. It looked like Sasuke-sama was still attending to her mother. Although there was a pang of jealousy somewhere in her twisted, cum-infected heart, Himawari knew that if anyone deserved a man as amazing her Sasuke-sama, it was Uzumaki Hinata. What with having to deal with a sometimes absent husband, Boruto’s fierce dislike of his father, and Himawari’s persistent mood swings when she had gone through puberty, Hinata had gone through a lot. She deserved a nice man, and although she knew her mother loved her father very much, what kind of man could compare to the power and virility of her Sasuke-sama?
She tiptoed up the stairs, as silent as a ghost. The logistics of the second floor lent a lot of aid to Sasuke-sama’s plan. Himawari’s room was on the very first right, while her parent’s room was near the end of the hall. From here, she could tell that the door was ajar… and if she tilted her head up a bit, she could just make out the shadows of her parents and Sasuke-sama.
Himawari couldn’t help herself. Remaining quiet, she crept up to the door, and with the kind of stealthiness only a kunoichi could possess, peered into the room. There it was. Sasuke-sama’s long and hard cock, pummelling her mother’s pussy, so glorious, so breathtakingly amazing…
She was tempted. Oh, so tempted, to throw herself into the bedroom, to pull her mother’s writhing body off her Sasuke-sama’s cock and inhale it, take it into her mouth, drink down one of his loads and fill her belly with his essence.
But she had to stay her hand. Sasuke-sama had told her what she had to do - and she would carry it out. She watched for a moment later, Hinata on top of Sasuke-sama, her well hung lover brutalizing her cunt with powerful thrusts from below. And there her father was, beside them, a half-twisted half-crazed grin on his face as he fiercely jacked his own member off. He was a lot smaller than Sasuke-sama, Himawari noted, although her gaze didn’t linger on him for long.
Himawari backed away. She reached a hand into her pants, carefully rearranging the dildo in her pussy. Her arousal had loosened it a tad, and a little bit of cum had trickled out, a true travesty that she couldn’t let happen again. She scooped it up, spooning the jizz into her mouth, repressing a moan as the sweet taste filled her, sending shivers of pleasure up and down her spine.
She slipped into her room. None of them had noticed her - far too caught up in their own activities to have detected Himawari’s chakra signature. Nor, did they feel the very small pulse of Byakugan activating, as she uncorked the dildo, and prepared herself for a long fingering session. Before, she had been forced to masturbate to pictures, or thoughts, or if she was lucky she could sneak out one of the magazines beneath Boruto’s bed. Ever since her Sasuke-sama had claimed her however… she either had access to the man himself, or in this case, a front row seat to her Sasuke-sama showing off his dominance and masculinity.
And so, she settled down for a long night, a grin on her face, veins pulsing around her eyes as she watched in vivid detail her Sasuke-sama thoroughly fucking her mother.
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He felt kind of… cold.
All over.
He was naked, Naruto dimly realized, his blue eyes struggling to open, a yawn that would put a bear to shame escaping his mouth. That wasn’t altogether an uncommon occurrence - but typically if he fell asleep naked, he had Hinata to warm him up, or at the very least the covers. Last night, it seemed, he had gone to bed without either.
Sort of.
The details were still a little fuzzy. Sasuke… Hinata… something incredibly large and warm in his hands… feeling so demeaned, so emasculated, and yet so good at the same time… Hinata’s piercing moans bouncing around the walls of his ears…
He shook his head. Finally, he managed to push himself into a sitting position, his eyes forcing themselves open, Naruto forced to blink several times as his vision adjusted.
Sasuke smirked at him. “Sleep well?” he said, his hands gently resting on Hinata’s hips. She was asleep, her head resting against Sasuke’s chest - and from his position, Naruto could plainly see that Sasuke had remained sheathed inside of his wife all night.
“Yeah…” Naruto murmured, almost as if he wasn’t truly recognizing what he was seeing. Well, his body was - his four inch erection standing at attention like a tiny soldier. “You spent the night?”
“Wasn’t planning on it.” A lie, Sasuke knew, but the circumstances had helped him out. “She passed out… every time I tried to get her off me, she’d start moaning and groaning like she was having a nightmare or something.” Sasuke explained. “Didn’t want to wake her up - so, we just stayed like this.”
Hinata looked so happy, Naruto thought. There was the cutest little smile on her face, her hands loosely wrapped around Sasuke’s neck, her soft body entirely pressed against Sasuke’s burly and muscled one. She seemed so… content, despite the fact that she’d spent the last couple of hours as a cock warmer for all intents and purposes.
“That’s fine, I guess.” Naruto said.
“But… it’s time to get up, I suppose.” Sasuke said. “How about you help me out?” he suggested. “My arms are still half asleep.”
“Sure.” Naruto said.
He gripped Hinata’s thighs tightly, and with great effort, began to lift her off of Sasuke’s impossibly long cock. True to Sasuke’s words, she began to moan and groan as he did so - but Naruto persisted, and soon with a squelch, Sasuke’s cock was freed. It was still hard, Naruto thought dimly. But then again, eight hours inside a pussy like Hinata’s could keep any man erect, he supposed.
Sasuke’s arms ‘mysteriously’ decided to work now, and together, they gently laid her down on her back at Sasuke’s side. Naruto got a good look at her cunt - and he couldn’t help but flush slightly in shame, as his cock grew ever harder at the sight.
Overnight, the many creampies that Sasuke had dumped inside of Hinata had… congealed. The cum looked less like a goo, and more like a thick cloud of mush, stuck to her lips and vulva, backed up - Naruto was sure - all the way up to her womb. Sasuke got up, turning his back to Naruto, stretching luxuriously. Naruto couldn’t help himself. He reached a hand forward, resting it on Hinata’s stomach, unable to help the grin that spread across his face as he quite literally felt the cum inside of her, rocking against the walls of her most inner place.
He withdrew his hand before Sasuke had turned around, and same as his age old rival, pushed himself off the bed. Hinata was stirring now, shifting ever so slightly, throwing out a moan every now and then.
“I’m going to take a shower.” Sasuke said. There was no response from Naruto - who merely watched as Sasuke disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Naruto smiled slightly, before slipping on a pair of boxers.
“... ugh…” Her voice was hoarse. Croaked, like a frog. Her throat was red and raw, her vocal cords sore from the amount of moaning and screaming she’d down the previous night.
Pale eyes fluttered open. And the first thing they saw was Naruto looming over her, a small smile on his face.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi.” Naruto said.
There was a moment’s pause, as husband and wife stared at each other. In the bathroom, they could hear the shower kick on - steam soon flowing through the crack under the door separating the rooms.
“How- how do you feel?” Naruto asked.
“F-Full.” Hinata said. “B-but… empty at the same time.” She bit her lip. “I’m not really sure how to explain it.”
“That’s alright, you don’t have to.” Naruto said. “Are you sore? Does anything hurt?”
Hinata flushed. “My… my b-b-butt hurts.” she said. “A lot, actually.” Naruto couldn’t even feign surprise at this notion. Even with all that lube, nearly a fifth of the jar altogether, there was no way a virgin asshole like Hinata’s could take a monster cock like Sasuke’s and not feel sore in the morning.
Naruto rubbed the bridge of his nose. “That should pass,” he said, trying to keep his voice light. He couldn’t help but notice the love bites that Sasuke had left behind on Hinata. Maring her breasts, her neck, the insides of her thighs. Sasuke had been hard at work last night… more than making up for the three day long break that they’d had.
They sat in silence. Sasuke, thankfully, took fairly short showers - and he was out of the bathroom five minutes later, a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist. Hinata was on her feet by then, and limping slightly, she entered the shower after him - closing the door behind her.
“So… does Sakura know you’ve spent the night?” Naruto asked, to break the silence.
“Don’t worry about that.” Sasuke said. “You hear what they’ve been saying about that terrorist attack in the land of Tea?” he said.
“Heard about it?” Naruto said. “That fucking shit has been on my desk for the last two days.” he grumbled. “Thirty dead. A hundred wounded. And the worst part, we don’t even know which side orchestrated the attack. What a nightmare.” He sighed. “Well… it’s not all bad news, I suppose. Did you hear Inojin managed to complete his first solo A-rank?” he said.
“Really?” Sasuke said. “I’m sure Ino and Sai must have been over the moon about it.”
Naruto smiled. “Yeah,” he said. “The kid had to go to the hospital - sprained his ankle on the way back - but other then that, it went pretty smoothly.”
“That’s good.” Sasuke said.
And once again, they lapsed into silence.
Once Hinata was out of the shower, they were clear to go downstairs. Naruto really hadn’t done all that much last night - unless you counted acting as an anchor for Hinata as she was pounded senseless - so, he was pretty much fine.
They dressed. Hinata and Naruto pulling on their pajamas, Boruto and Himawari used to seeing their parents wearing them, while Sasuke pulled on his clothes from the previous night - a blue shirt, and a pair of black trousers.
As Sasuke caught that familiar smell, that mouth wateringly delicious scent, he knew that Himawari had remembered his plan.
“Himawari!” Hinata said, as she, Naruto, and Sasuke stepped into the kitchen.
“Hey, kaa-san!” Himawari said, beaming. “Hey, tou-san. Hey-” She hesitated for the slightest of moments. “Hey, Uncle Sasuke!” She smiled, as bright as the sun that was shining outside. “I went ahead and made breakfast,” she said, gesturing to the food on the stove. “Do you guys want a plate?”
“Sure,” Hinata said. There was no way she would ever turn down a chance to not have to cook herself - eighteen years of making three square meals a day, all year long, could do that to someone. Naruto and Sasuke nodded as well.
Soon,the four of them were sitting around the table, eating their breakfast, Naruto scarfing down bacon and Hinata tipping back a glass of orange juice. Sasuke, sat there, a smirk on his face as he nibbled at his food.
He and Himawari locked eyes. And then, he gave her a small, curt nod.
She waited for the perfect opportunity.
“So,” Naruto said, about three minutes later. “When’d you get home, Himawari?”
She smiled at him. “Last night!”
Both Hinata, and Naruto froze.
“La- last night?” Hinata stammered.
“Yeah,” Himawari said. “Her mom had to go do something, and she didn’t want to leave us there alone for a couple of hours, so she told me to just go ahead and go home.” She put a finger on her chin, almost in thought. “It was funny. There were these really loud noises coming from your room, kaa-san, tou-san. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I didn’t want to intrude on your privacy, so I just went to my room and went to bed.”
Naruto and Hinata exchanged a significant look. “Well,” Naruto began, his voice shaky. “We-”
“Your mother and I were having sex.” Sasuke interjected.
Once again, Hinata and Naruto froze.
Naruto gritted his teeth. “Sasuke…!” he hissed. “What the hell?”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “She’s eighteen years old.” he said. “She’s not a kid anymore - there’s no point in hiding it from her. Just tell her the fucking truth.” He shot Himawari the faintest of winks, before taking a great bite of a strip of bacon.
“You guys were having sex…?” Himawari said, her voice carefully level. “But… I thought… you and tou-san!” It was clearly rehearsed, at least to Sasuke. But, Naruto and Hinata fell for it, as Sasuke had anticipated.
Hinata swallowed. Sasuke was right, supposed. Himawari… was technically an adult, now, even if she and her brother still lived with them. She deserved to know the truth, especially now that there was no hiding it any further.
“You see,” Hinata began, thinking her words over carefully. “Your… um… your father has a… particular fantasy.” Her ears were pink. “He- um… he likes… to watch Sasuke-kun and I have intercourse. It… um… it-”
Naruto sighed. “It… gets me off.” He said, what Hinata was unwilling to say.
“Oh…” Himawari said. “Okay.”
Naruto and Hinata blinked. “Okay?” Naruto said.
“That’s i-it?” Hinata said.
Himawari shrugged. “Well, I mean, everyone has a fantasy, right?” she said. “And if Uncle Sasuke is willing to complete that fantasy for you, and all of you guys agree on it, what’s the harm?” She smiled. “I’m glad you guys were honest with me.”
Sasuke gave her a faint nod.
“You’re alright with it…?” Naruto muttered, his mouth agape.
Himawari nodded. “I mean… it’s a little weird.” she confessed. “But, I mean, I’m not going to stop loving you or anything, tou-san.” Himawari said. A pause, as she elected to add her own little bit to the plan Sasuke had laid out the previous night. “I wouldn’t tell nii-san about this, though…” she said. “I don’t think he’d be quite as accepting as I am.”
Himawari knew that her Sasuke-sama had an ulterior motive for doing this. But, then again, so did she. She had a slight suspicion that Sasuke-sama was trying to twist tou-san and kaa-san around his finger… but… it wasn’t as if it was that bad. To her, she couldn’t imagine anything better than being able to serve Sasuke-sama. Her reason for participating in the plan was simple - eventually, she wanted her parents to know about her relationship to Sasuke-sama. She knew that they could never reveal it to the village, or Aunt Sakura, but at the very least she wouldn’t have to hide her desires around her own parents, that is if Sasuke-sama’s plan was successful.
“Will do.” Naruto said. The blonde couldn’t stop himself from smiling, as he shoveled another bacon strip into his mouth.
Step one: ensure that Naruto and Hinata were aware that Himawari knew of their secret. Status: complete.
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Sasuke knew that if he wanted to properly enact his plan, he’d have to exert his control over the Uzumaki household. He didn’t mean say, stealing the deed from Naruto or anything like that - but, if he wanted his plan to work, he’d have to eventually get their bedroom activities to spread throughout the rest of the house. It couldn’t simply remain as a nightly thing, no, it had to become something that was merely a way of life, to both Naruto, and Hinata. He’d already accomplished that with Himawari… but as it seemed to be with everything, it would be more difficult with the blonde Kage and his wife.
There was a slight problem, however. Namely, that blonde Kage’s son.
Sasuke could admit that he was rather fond of Boruto - years of teaching the kid typically had that effect. He was a little spoiled… he was a little annoying (not as much as his father could be, but he had his moments), but he was an eager student, and most importantly, he idolized Sasuke.
Which made the next step of his plan that much easier. Step two: get Boruto out of the house.
Training sessions between Sasuke and Boruto consisted of two things. Either Sasuke would run Boruto through a technique, over and over, until the blonde could quite literally perform it in his sleep - or they would spar. And by ‘spar’, Sasuke meant he would beat Boruto into submission, pick out the holes still remaining in the blonde’s fighting style, and then they would repeat the process.
When they had first began their training, Boruto could last… a second. In the years since, he had come along nicely. Now, he could last about five seconds. Which, considering he was going up against one of the most powerful shinobi to ever live, was a pretty damn significant accomplishment.
And so, this step went about as easily as the first step had.
“You know…” Sasuke said, standing over Boruto - who was huffing and puffing on the ground, purple bruises glowing on his skin. “You should really think of getting your own apartment.”
“What?” Boruto said, blinking. “Since when have you cared about my living arrangements, Sasuke-sensei?”
He smirked ever so slightly. “You’re eighteen years old, Boruto.” Sasuke said simply. “And you make more than enough money from your missions to afford a place of your own regardless.”
Boruto leapt up. “Why do you care?” he said. “When did you start living on your own? When did you move out of your pare- oh… right.”
Sasuke actually laughed at that. “I’ve been living alone since I was eight, Boruto.” he said, a small smile on his face. “If you want Naruto to stop looking at you as if you were a kid, Hinata to stop treating you like a baby… moving out of the house is a good place to start.”
One of the reasons Sasuke was the perfect sensei for Boruto was the circumstances of Sasuke’s life. When Boruto tried to bring up things, scathing replies about how ‘bad’ his own life was, Sasuke would calmly put him down. His father was absent because of his work? Sasuke’s had been murdered. His teammates were nosy and inquisitive? Sasuke had been saddled with Naruto, and Sakura.
Really, Boruto just couldn’t win in that department. But, in the end, it had lead to humbling him a tad. He was still spoiled, sure, arrogant, sure, but he respected his father and his sacrifices now. He knew right from wrong, he knew how bad things used to be, and he knew how hard his father had worked to improve life for everybody nowadays.
Boruto sighed. “Yeah… I guess you're right, Sasuke-sensei.” he said. “Apartment hunting isn’t that hard, is it?”
Sasuke smirked. “Just talk to your father about it.” he said. “There’s apartment buildings out there set aside exclusively for shinobi. Ever since the war, a lot of them have been vacant… so in all likelihood, you could move out of your house by tomorrow. One more thing - don’t tell Naruto or Hinata I told you to do this. They’d have my head if they found out I was trying to get their ‘precious little boy’ to move out.”
“My own place…” Boruto whispered, almost to himself. “No more kaa-san making me eat greens, no more Himawari poking through all my stuff, no more tou-san trying to give me those stupid speeches he loves so much.” He grinned. “Sign me up!”
Sasuke chuckled, reaching forward and ruffling Boruto’s hair affectionately. “Alright, but you can do that after we’re done training.” he said. “Fists up, legs apart, combat stance. You have five seconds to prepare.”
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Sasuke’s gambit worked. And within two days, Boruto had spoken with Naruto, and had arranged for him to get his own apartment. A father-son team of Kage Bunshin moved all of his stuff out of his room, and soon, Boruto was out of the Uzumaki household for good.
Now, the house was exclusively occupied by people that knew about the affair. And so, Sasuke was given a lot more leeway when it came to what he could, and could not do.
For instance-
Sasuke decided to drop in for breakfast that morning, Hinata and Naruto accepting his flimsy excuse about ‘not having anyone to cook for him’, although Sasuke knew full well that he could have just gotten Himawari to do it for him. Actually, she was waiting for him at his house right now - but, Sasuke had something else in mind first.
Naruto was sitting at the table, calmly sipping at a mug of coffee. Hinata was leaning against the kitchen counter, her finger tapping on the wood, her pale eyes watching as the bacon gently sizzled in the pan.
There was a slight wisp of air. And then - the slightest of squeaks spilled from her mouth, as she felt someone wound a hand around her waist. Naruto seemed not to notice, his back to them, and Hinata turned her head around - to stare into the mismatched eyes of Sasuke.
Sasuke smirked at her. “Just checking up on you…” he whispered huskily, nibbling at the skin of her neck. Hinata allowed another squeak to escape her, as she felt him press his lower body against her rump - his hard-on obvious despite the layers of fabric separating them. “What with Boruto moving out and all… I haven’t been able to make time for you, Hi-na-ta.”
She shuddered. “S-Sasuke-kun…” she murmured, her eyes flickering over to Naruto, who seemed blissfully unaware of what was going on right behind his back.
“Shh…” Sasuke whispered. Gently, he slipped a hand beneath her shirt, fingers gliding over her smooth skin. He slipped his hand beneath the fabric of her bra, gently groping one of her large breasts, squeezing the globe in his hand. “Oh… how I’d like to bend you over this counter, and take you.” Sasuke murmured. “What do you think, Hinata?” he asked, almost rhetorically. “How would you feel - me shoving my cock inside of you, right here, right now, in the middle of your kitchen?”
She couldn’t help it. “Y-yes…” Hinata whispered.
Sasuke smirked.
And then, as suddenly as he had pounced on her, he was gone - wounding around the counter and slipping into a chair at the table. He and Naruto struck up a conversation.
Hinata stood there. Her panties uncomfortably wet, her cheeks rosy, her pale eyes the size of dinner plates. Just below the table, she could make out Sasuke’s bulge - and the sudden urge to throw herself beneath the table, to rip off his pants and take his swollen length into her mouth overcame her. She physically had to grip the counter to stop herself from doing that, a helpless shudder running down her spine.
Her cheeks the color of Sakura’s hair, she went back to making breakfast, before it burned on the stove. Naruto wasn’t sure why Sasuke’s typical smirk seemed so pronounced this morning - or why he had the strange feeling that he was missing something. But, as Hinata slid a steaming plate topped with delicious food in front of him, any worries he may have had were washed away.
“Thanks, Hinata!” Naruto said.
Sasuke’s smirk grew ever wider. “Thanks, Hinata.” he said, flashing her the ghost of a wink.
She flushed. “Y-you’re welcome, Sasuke-kun…” Hinata murmured.
After Hinata was done eating, she ducked out of the room - her cheeks still rosy with embarrassment. That left Naruto and Sasuke alone.
“Did you hear?” Naruto said. “They’re talking about trying to rebuild the statues at the Valley of the End.”
Sasuke blinked. “Really?” he said. “Hashirama and Madara again then, huh?”
Naruto smiled. “Nah,” he said. “They’re going to put us up this time.” His smile turned to a smirk. “I better make sure they get it right… you on your back, my foot on your chest, my head held high in victory…”
“It was a draw,” Sasuke insisted, as if they’d had this conversation a thousand times before. “I conceded defeat after we fought to a draw.”
“Uh huh.” Naruto said. “That’s loser talk.”
This time, it was Sasuke’s turn to smirk. “Ah,” he said. “I guess you must have forgotten the details of our battle when you were watching your wife claw at my back the other night.”
Naruto frowned. “You’re going to go there, huh?” he said.
“Well, you continue to insist that you won, even though it was a draw,” Sasuke said. “I just wanted to bring up something that we both know I won at.”
“What do you mean you won?” Naruto said.
Sasuke smirked. “What?” he said. “Do you want to whip out our cocks and measure them?” Sasuke said. “See who’s the bigger man?”
Naruto was silent for a moment. “Dick,” he muttered under his breath, folding his arms over his chest.
Sasuke chuckled. “Fine.” he said. “You… won that particular battle in the Valley of the End. Happy?”
“A little,” Naruto admitted. “You coming over tonight?” he said.
“Maybe.” Sasuke said.
‘Quite the dilemma,’ he thought. ‘Either I get to fuck Hinata… or, I get to see the look on her face when she realizes that she’ll have to fuck Naruto tonight.’
He was done eating next, Sasuke picking the plate up and depositing it into the sink with a clatter. “Thanks for the food,” he said nonchalantly. “I have some things to go do, so just call or text me a time and I’ll see if I can show up.”
Sasuke had to admit - the knowledge that he had reduced Naruto’s daughter into something resembling a cum slave was… satisfying. Their old rivalry wasn’t quite as strong as it had been in their teen years, and yet Sasuke couldn’t help but smirk, at the thought of Himawari at home - likely naked, her legs spread and her pussy awaiting her beloved Sasuke-sama.
Not to mention he would get to experience the same thing tonight with Hinata. After that little ‘incident’ when she had been cooking breakfast… he was sure that she was upstairs right now, getting herself off to the thought of him.
And there Naruto was. Sitting in the kitchen, eating breakfast, while his wife and daughter were consumed by lust for the man that he had sworn was his rival.
Honestly, he had to resist the urge to whistle under his breath as he waltzed out of Naruto’s house. He really hadn’t expected his plan to have gone so smoothly. Hopefully, what he had planned tonight would help to further his manipulations that much more.
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Sasuke was feeling pretty good.
Just as he expected, Himawari had been waiting for him at home. And like the good little slut she was, she’d swallowed his load - and had allowed him free rein over her body for a good long while. Once he was done, all of her holes were packed to the brim with cum, and Himawari was hardly coherent, moaning and twitching on his bed, a slutty grin on her face.
He’d gone to visit Sakura at the hospital. They’d talked - ate lunch together - and then, they had ducked into her office, closed the door, cast a genjutsu over the room to ensure that no one could hear them, and had made love on the desk right then and there.
And now, he was standing in the entrance hall of Naruto’s house.
“Hinata’s upstairs,” Naruto was explaining. He tilted his head to the side curiously. “You seem happy,” Naruto noted.
“I’m feeling alright.” Sasuke admitted. Right now, his cock was crusted with the dried juices of both Naruto’s daughter and his old crush. And now, he was about to add a third set of liquids to that, the juices of his wife.
“Cool,” Naruto said. “Let’s go upstairs?”
“Yeah.” Sasuke said. “Let’s.”
Naruto and Sasuke stepped into the master bedroom, the blonde smiling and the Uchiha walking about with a smirk plastered on his face. Hinata was curled up beneath the covers, the pale eyed beauty refusing to meet Sasuke’s gaze as he stepped in, her ears turning pink.
“I’m- I’m still a little sore today.” she said quickly. She hadn’t gone to the hospital or anything - how would she explain those symptoms away, limping like she had a clubfoot even though something on the outside was wrong with her? She couldn’t, not without embarrassing herself. And so, for the past few days, she’d had to simply deal with the after effects of three and a half hours of Sasuke’s rough pounding.
“Don’t worry about it.” Sasuke said. “There’s a reason I made sure to only use two of your holes the other night.” He smirked. “You’ve still got to work on your blowjobs, Hinata,” he said, as if he were a teacher talking to his student. “If you’re still gagging, then you’re obviously not trying.”
Her cheeks, if possible, turned pinker. It wasn’t her fault! She’d sucked Sasuke’s cock… what, two, three times? Practicing on Naruto was a lost cause - he was simply too easy for her to inhale. But Sasuke… it was like trying to stuff a light pole into her mouth. She knew that it would take a lot more practice before she could take all of him down without some help.
‘Well,’ a depraved voice inside of her said. ‘I’m sure Naruto wouldn’t object to you working on that.’
‘Shut up!’ Hinata said to the voice - said voice merely snickering in response.
Hinata was nude beneath the covers, a fact obvious to the two men by the way her nipples poked through the blankets. In a flash of blue and yellow, Sasuke and Naruto disrobed as well - Sasuke’s mighty erection already standing at attention, while Naruto had to give his a few tentative strokes to get his three inches to grow into the normal four.
Sasuke climbed onto the bed. Naruto merely pulled up a chair - and sat down to watch, recognizing that he had no business intruding tonight, considering Sasuke had no need for him to prep up any of Hinata’s holes.
Hinata would never, ever, ever admit this to anyone - but she had been anticipating this all day. Ever since Sasuke had borderline groped her at breakfast… her body had been going crazy, teeming with lust and with arousal. She had counted the hours, busying herself with cleaning up the house and reading books as images of her and Sasuke’s previous nights flashed through her mind.
She’d had to change her panties three times today, lest she leave a trail of her juices behind her whenever she walked.
Now, Hinata couldn’t even fathom the idea of holding back. She threw her embarrassment and shyness to the wind, throwing herself forward, one of her hands wrapping around the base of Sasuke’s cock as she inhaled it, moaning around his shaft as she took a good five to six inches of his member with the first push.
Sasuke smirked. “Eager, are you?” he said, reaching a hand down and brushing a lock of indigo hair out of her eyes, so that he could capture that look of lust, and ensure that Naruto could see it as well.
Hinata hummed something around his cock, bobbing her head up and down, her lips stretched lewdly around his incredible girth. Kami, his taste. Hinata still couldn’t get over how… good his cock was, how good it smelled. Today, there was a little… tangy flavor on it. She blinked - recognizing it to be the same flavor that she’d detected that one time she had sucked on her lover’s cock, after he had just finished pounding her cunt. But… she hadn’t slept with him today. Had he had sex with Sakura right before this?
‘What a stud,’ Hinata couldn’t help but think. ‘Sakura’s wrapped around his finger already… and then there’s me.’ Her pussy was practically weeping, pouring juices at an alarming rate, her sweet nectar pooling beneath her on the bed. She needed to sate it slightly, and without thinking, she began to reach a hand down to in between her thighs…
Before she could react, Sasuke had seized her hands by the wrists. With overwhelming power, he held her hands down on either side of her. “No,” he growled. “You don’t get to get off until you get me off.”
She whined. It was fruitless to try and free her hands. Sasuke was just far too strong, and she was far too weak to even try and fight back against this titan of masculinity. So, she was forced to go along with this - bobbing her head up and down with the aid of her hands, gagging pitifully around his monstorous cock every now and then.
Sasuke knew that she was distracted now. So, he took a moment, readjusting his legs so that they pinned down her arms instead, freeing up his own hands. “Come on,” he growled, sinking his grip into her indigo hair, Hinata’s eyes widening. “Deeper. If you think that shit’s going to cut it, you’re sorely mistaken.”
Again, she whined. But, with painstaking effort, she forced her head down further and further. Despite the fact that Sasuke had a grip on her head - he wasn’t doing anything to help her. No, this was all of her own accord, deepthroating his massive cock, Hinata attempting to get used to the incredible feeling of his swollen length being jammed into her hot throat.
Sasuke dipped his head down. “How does it feel, Hinata?” he murmured. “Do you like my big cock stuffed in your mouth? How does it make you feel?”
She moaned something intangible. Kami, she felt so… so hot right now. If her pussy had been weeping before, it was practically crying out now - her lips puffy and swollen red with need. In a fruitless attempt to get herself off, she rubbed her snatch against the sheets, back and forth, back and forth, almost crying as the friction did little to sate her.
“Come on,” Sasuke teased. “Just a little bit more to go. Almost there. Almost there.”
Finally, she managed, her nose pressed into his crotch, his length twitching in her mouth. Hinata’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as she stared up at him - her gaze saying one thing. ‘Did I do good?’
“Use that sweet little tongue of yours, Hinata.” Sasuke said, urging her on. “Come on. I know how much you want to swallow my load. You love the feeling of my hot cum inside of your belly, don’t you? You love feeling it slosh in there, like a nice warm meal.
She closed her eyes, desperately bobbing her head up and down on his cock, adding her tongue to the mix. She continued to grind her hips against the bed, her hands struggling uselessly against his heavy legs. Now, Sasuke was helping her along - his powerful hands dragging her head up and down on his mighty cock. Thick, fleshy squelching noises spilled from her mouth as he plundered her throat, saliva and precum leaking down her chin in copious amounts.
“Fuck,” Sasuke growled. “You know, I’ll admit it - your throat is a little tighter than Sakura’s.” Now, he was pumping his hips forward, Hinata helpless to do anything as she was manhandled.
She couldn’t breath. She couldn’t think. She could only focus on two things - the cock jammed in her mouth, and the overwhelming burn of her aching pussy.
“Here it comes,” he murmured.
‘Yes!’ she screeched in her mind. ‘Cum down my throat, please, please, please!’ Her cheeks flushed red with shame despite the fact that neither Naruto nor Sasuke could hear her internal plea - but it didn’t matter.
With one last thrust, Sasuke sunk himself balls deep into her throat… and then, he let loose.
Hinata’s mind went blank. Some kind of animalistic, unearthly sound escaped her, her body twitching and shaking. She was cumming… she was cumming… he was cumming. Her body swallowed on pure instinct, his hot and thick cum sliding down her throat and into her belly in great quantities. It just kept coming. And coming. His cock pulsating in her mouth, her lover dumping a breathtakingly large load straight into her stomach.
And then he was done. He lifted her off of his cock - and at the same time, allowed her hands to go free. Hinata gasped and sputtered, her breaths coming hard and fast, her body twitching ever so slightly.
‘I came…’ she realized.
Naruto sometimes had to struggle for half an hour, an hour, sometimes hours just to get her to cum once. But… Sasuke… Sasuke hadn’t even touched her. All it had taken was his voice, his cock in her throat, his rough handling of her, and she had cum like a trainwreck.
She panted. Out of the corner of her eye, she could just make out Naruto - a grin on his face, his belly sticky with the two pathetic strings of cum he had fired onto it. Huh… she had forgotten that he was there, far too caught up in Sasuke and his glorious cock.
Unable to think about the implications of that, Hinata laid her head down.
Sasuke chuckled, easing himself off the bed. “Sorry to cut this short,” he said curtly. “But I’ve got to get home.” He looked at Naruto, resisting the urge to smirk. “I’ll be ready to go by seven tomorrow.” he said.
“Co- cool.” Naruto stammered. Oh… yeah… the mission. He’d almost forgotten. “See you…”
Sasuke picked up Naruto’s discarded trousers, using them to wipe his cock off. He dressed - and soon disappeared out of the door.
Hinata moaned weakly.
‘When I said I was sore,’ she thought. ‘I didn’t mean he couldn’t take me down there…’ Hinata thought rather pitifully. What did he mean he would be ready to go by seven? Was he going to come back over for breakfast again?
Her heart rose slightly at the thought, and she couldn’t stop herself from smiling.
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Hinata was wrong, however.
Naruto had needed someone to go to the land of Tea, and personally settle the civil war that was occurring there. Sasuke was the perfect candidate, and so he went. He had cleared things up with Himawari and Sakura before leaving… but conveniently, he had forgotten to inform Hinata. And clearly, Naruto hadn’t thought to tell his wife about his mission either.
Sasuke left Konohagakure the next morning.
And he didn’t return for an entire month.
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Dun... dun... DUN...
Tell me in the reviews - how do you think Hinata, Himawari, and Naruto are going to cope with this unexpected Sasuke absence? Will Himawari be able to keep her sanity? Will Naruto comes to terms with being a beta bitch? Will Sakura finally make an appearance that isn't incredibly minor?
Find out next time. Thanks for reading, and as always, have an awesome day.
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