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Naruto's Fetish (Remastered)	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 126613 -:- 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.

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This chapter...
This chapter.
Well, let's just say - my beta went absolutely insane over how much he loved this chapter. Really, this is the climax of all that's happened before this - and I think it came out excellent. Before we dive in, however, some review replies. Haven't done those in a while, so it ought to be a treat.
Hidden slut - Let's just say, if you think the story up to now has been sinful, you haven't seen anything yet. I doubt Naruto will be getting his ass fucked... but, there's always other possibilities to degrade him further. Birth control is a wonderful thing - and I'd assume ninjas have other ways to keep from getting pregnant, even if Sasuke's dumped gallons of cum into both Himawari and Hinata. But, he is going to use them to further restore the Uchiha clan, there is no doubt about that.
BagelTiger - Understatement of the century.
ANON (Nothing else after this) - Interestingly enough, about half of my stories are adapted from other people's ideas. And while I'll admit I'm a Sasuke fan, I have plenty of stories with Naruto as the protagonist, :)
Jamse and Dangerous_Zombie - I already have a Cuckquean story up, called Loveless... which, consequently, I aim to update in the near future. While it hasn't quite strayed into cuckquean territory yet... there's no need to despair on that front.
Woo! Now that those are out of the way, we can finally get to the fun. Enjoy!
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After Sasuke’s return, things went back to normal.
Well, in a way.
Now, whenever Sasuke found himself free of Himawari, Sakura, or of his normal day-to-day life, he’d make sure to come over to the Uzumaki house… and make his presence known.
Hinata yelped as Sasuke swept up behind her, his arms wounding loosely around her thin waist, his lower body grounding against her firm, tight ass. “Morning, Hinata.” he said, his voice low and husky, like smooth velvet.
“S-Sasuke-sama.” she whispered. Naruto was at work - and Himawari was out of the house. She dared not to refer to him as anything else when they were alone together. The mere sound of the Uzumaki Hinata saying that could arouse him like nothing else could. Which was both good, and bad. Good because she got her brains fucked out on a regular basis, like any good slut needed. Bad, because she regularly had to replace the table cloth, clean the couch cushions, fold and wash the bed sheets… it was a little exhausting, although she wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Sasuke was happy about her choice of attire for today. A thin, black skirt that fell to her mid-thigh. A small, blue shirt that looked delightful, strained against her perky bust. Her long, indigo hair tied up into a neat, orderly ponytail.
He laughed, his hands running up and down her body, Sasuke busy examining the merchandise so to speak, while Hinata shuddered at the warmth his fingers transmitted into her sides, hips, and breasts.
Another yelp spilled from her lips, as his fingers slid beneath her skirt. “You won’t be needing these today…” Sasuke murmured, his deft fingers yanking her panties down her legs. Hinata stepped out of them obediently, Sasuke laying them down gently on the table. “And these.” Like a slippery snake, his fingers slid beneath her shirt, unhooking her bra and pulling it out from beneath the blue fabric.
She sat there for a moment, as Sasuke examined her. Her nipples clearly poking through her shirt. Her face flushed. And traitorously, a thin trail of her juices trailed down her legs, drops of her honey spilling onto the floor.
“What will I do with my little fucktoy today?” Sasuke murmured, his breath fanning out against her neck, Hinata shuddering once more. “I really have no idea. There’s so, so many things I want to do to you… but, I just can’t pick any of them.” He grinned, almost evilly. “Do you know how many different sexual positions there are, Hinata?” Sasuke said. “How many different things, how many different ways I could fuck you?”
“H-how many, S-Sasuke-sama?” Hinata asked, her voice… her voice curious. So far, he’d only really had sex with her in about a half dozen positions - but each of those had been more mind blowing then the last.
“More than you can even imagine, Hinata.” Sasuke said, a smirk on his face. “But… after giving it some thought… I think I have the perfect idea.”
She heard a small zi-i-i-p. Hinata turned her gaze slightly, gasping as she saw his long and thick cock flop out of his trousers through the slit he had unzipped.
“Let’s play a little game, Hinata.” Sasuke said, grinning cruelly. “If you can resist sucking my cock for the next hour - I’ll let you put these back on,” He gestured to the bra and panties laying on the table. “When Naruto and Himawari get home. If you can’t?” Sasuke said, as if he knew she were about to answer that question. “Well… you can help me out with a little something I have planned later… along with you keeping those undergarments off.” His smirk only widened. “Well… I’m going to go catch up a little reading,” he said, to Hinata’s dumbfounded expression. “I’ll be on your couch.”
And he walked off. His majestic cock flopping in front of him, bouncing with every step he took.
“Oh, and one more thing-” Sasuke added, turning his head slightly. “I know I said sucking my cock… but that’s a little too… avoidable.” He smirked. “Let’s say even touching my cock, in any way shape or form, and you lose.
While, it might sound like this deal was a little… one sided, it really wasn’t. She… she couldn’t let Naruto see her like this - so subservient in every way to Sasuke. It would be humiliating…! And… and Himawari? At this rate, by the time Himawari got home, she’d have poked a hole through her shirt with her nipples. She couldn’t, wouldn’t let her daughter see her in such a state.
‘It’s only an hour, right?’ Hinata thought. ‘How bad can it be?’
The answer was simple: very, very bad.
After about ten minutes, current Hinata was positively screeching at ten-minutes-ago Hinata. She still stood in the kitchen, her fingers gripping the countertop so tightly that her knuckles were bone white, her pale eyes staring into the living room longingly. Even from here, she could just make out the tip of his cock.
Was it wrong, to want something that she shouldn’t- couldn’t- wouldn’t… wanted…
Hinata grit her teeth. The urges, they were so strong, strong enough that she was forced to grip the back of a chair and hold on for dear life as her body cried out for him. It was so difficult. It was so tough. Her life was always so much easier with a nice warm load in her belly or womb - and yet, it only got ten times harder whenever she wasn’t filled with his essence.
Another ten minutes passed.
And now, she was on her knees before him - Sasuke not even bothering to look at her. She hadn’t touched his cock yet. No, instead, she was staring at it, as intently as one could possibly manage. She marveled at it, as if the mere sight of it could soothe her pains. Even flaccid, it was tremendously large, resting against his pants leg, the soft tube of meat looking uncomfortably dry - perhaps she should lube it up, with some spit, or some of her juices-
‘No!’
She had jerked forward, as if to lick it - and she could tell that Sasuke’s eyes were on her now.
Sasuke chuckled at the look of despair he shot her. “Alright,” he said. “I suppose I’m not heartless.” Sasuke smiled. “You’ll still be helping me with what I’m going to do latter… but, I suppose you can put your bra and panties back on when Naruto or Himawari get home.”
It was so sudden, that if Sasuke hadn’t been… well, Sasuke, he wouldn’t have seen her move. In a blur of blue and white, she was upon his cock, one hand fastened around the base, her mouth inhaling his length as fast as she could manage, Hinata letting out a moan of complete and utter ecstasy as she felt it harden like quartz in her mouth.
It was so good! It tasted… felt… looked… better, better so much better than what she had remembered. She couldn’t help but moan, her tongue lapping at the edges, her fingers tracing engorged veins and muscles that throbbed along his incredible length.
She couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow as she withdrew from his cock, his member slipping free from her throat with a schlop. But, his eyes widened in understanding. Suddenly, Hinata was infinitely glad that he had removed her panties - as she hiked up her skirt so that it was bunched up around her hips, mounted Sasuke, and eased his massive cock into her desperately burning pussy.
She let out a moan that seemed not even human, as all of her worries and challenges were washed away by the mere act of him entering her. Hinata rocked her hips ever so gently, overcome by the waves of pleasure that coursed through her. She grinned so brightly that the gleam of her teeth nearly hurt Sasuke’s eyes, her hands resting on either side of him as she began to ride him like a cowgirl would her stallion.
As Hinata quite literally fucked herself to death on his cock, Sasuke…
… well, Sasuke returned to reading. He had just gotten to a cliffhanger before she had distracted him, and busty indigo haired woman riding his cock or not, he was intent on finishing this chapter before he pumped the first load of the day into her.
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The next part of his plan was left up to chance.
Let’s take a look at the checklist.
Made sure that Naruto and Hinata knew that Himawari was aware of their relations with Sasuke: check.
Continue to degrade Naruto, until he couldn’t even get it up anymore without Sasuke doing the fucking: check.
Break Hinata. Check.
The next step?
Well, it took some careful planning. Not of the intricate webs, layer after layer kind of planning… but more of a precise timing kind of thing. Most of it came down to Naruto. Himawari was a factor - but considering she was at his beck and call twenty-four seven, all he had to do was snap his fingers and she’d pulled up her skirt and hop on his cock.
Which is exactly what he wanted her to do in this instance. And so, a few days after he had broken Hinata - and his subsequent visit to cement his dominance-
Naruto took a sip from his mug of coffee, a content look on his face as he eyed his wife out of the corner of his eye. She was standing just in front of the stove, a white apron draped over her front, her black skirt flaring out at the back. Hinata bit her lip in concentration, one hand holding her phone, the other lazily stirring a steaming pot.
Now, Naruto wasn’t the most attentive of people - although he had gotten leaps and bounds better in recent years. Still, even he had realized that his wife had been a little… unhappy, in the past month or so. Was it a lack of Sasuke? His inability to get it up? Was she pregnant again, heaven forbid? He wasn’t sure… although a quiet voice in his brain whispered that it was obviously the first one.
He took another sip of coffee.
Still, she was a lot happier now. (‘That Sasuke’s back,’ that same voice whispered.) For the past two weeks or so, she hadn’t even bothered to snuggle with him, but, last night she had. She’d been muttering something under her breath, if he remembered correctly… something that ended with ‘-sama’. He had wondered what it was she was mumbling… and Naruto being Naruto, decided to ask her in the morning when they had both woken up. The result: her blushing up a storm, stammering out something incoherent, and disappearing into the bathroom - leaving a perplexed Naruto behind in their bed.
He had decided to drop it. With some luck, and a little delegating, he’d managed to get home in time for dinner. The sun was still bright in the sky, shining through the window, although it was very clearly getting nearer to the horizon. Himawari was upstairs, relaxing in her room. And her parents were mulling about the kitchen, Naruto lost in thought, and Hinata typing away on her phone.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom,” Naruto told Hinata, setting his mug down on the table and standing up.
“Mmm.” she mumbled, her mind clearly elsewhere. Her cheeks were slightly rosy, Naruto noted, although he didn’t think anything of it.
As he walked up the stairs and to the bathroom, Naruto detected a strange noise. It sounded like… squeaking? A strange noise, that sounded as if someone was clapping their hands together feverously. It was odd, no doubt, but just like with Hinata’s red cheeks, he didn’t think that much of it.
Well, at least, until he had done his business in the bathroom, washed his hands and had walked out into the hall. For the very instant he walked past Himawari’s room-
“Oh!”
He froze.
Slowly, his face twisting in shock and surprise, his hands rigid, he turned towards the door. It was plain - aside from a small sticker on the front of it, that read ‘Hima-chan’s Room’ in cutesy hand writing.
Had he... was… she?
No. It couldn’t possibly be. Sure, his little angel was eighteen now… but- she couldn’t possibly have brought a boy over, when her parents were home, when they could come knocking at any time to announce dinner. What kind of a boy could get her to do that?
He bit his lip. Uzumaki Naruto was by nature, a very curious person. And although he knew that he could possibly be intruding on his daughter’s personal affairs - he had to make sure. He just had to.
‘Please let her be watching porn,’ Naruto pleaded inwardly, gripping the handle tightly and opening the door up.
For the second time in only so many minutes, he froze.
The first thing that hit him was the smell. Musky. Manly, tinted with something… flowery. It was the smell of sex - mixed with… with his daughter’s perfume.
Then, he saw Himawari.
Her cheeks flushed as red as Hinata’s had been downstairs. Her indigo hair, slick with sweat and sticking to her face. Her blue eyes half lidded. Her face twisted up in a look of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
He took a step back, as he took in his daughter’s naked body. It wasn’t a sexual thing, oh heavens no. No… Naruto was much more focused on the man that his daughter was riding. He could see a monstrous, breathtakingly large and thick cock spearing her cunt - stretching it out to the point where he was sure it would hurt.
Mismatched eyes met with blue ones.
Sasuke smirked, one hand on Himawari’s hip, guiding her up and down as she rode him reverse cowgirl style, the other holding his phone. Really, Naruto couldn’t have picked a more perfect time to walk in.
With frightening ease, Sasuke dragged Himawari all the way down his cock, holding her tightly to him as he came, deep inside of her, splattering her insides with great quantities of his seed. Naruto was able to see as his balls pulsated, the sack helping to empty the contents of his load deep inside of his daughter. Himawari shivered and shook on top of him, her tongue lolling out, the poor Uzumaki letting out a gut wrenching moan before falling forward and going still.
Sasuke pushed Himawari off of him, climbing to his feet - his long and still hard cock swinging to attention. Naruto couldn’t take his eyes off of Sasuke’s member, blue eyes trailing along the length, which was slathered in the juices of his daughter.
Naruto gaped at Sasuke, pointing at him, his eyes the size of dinner plates. “You-” he stammered out. “Himawari-” He looked as if the weight of the world had come crashing down on him.
Sasuke chuckled. “Sorry for being a little loud,” he said nonchalantly, a dark smirk playing on his lips. “But… Hinata was being a little persistent - so I decided to speed things up.” Sasuke brandished his phone in front of Naruto, showing the blonde clearly the text Hinata had sent the Uchiha not a few minutes ago.
‘Please, come over.’
Naruto stared at the message for a second.
“Well,” Sasuke said, pulling his pants up. “I’ve got business to attend to, dobe.” His smirk only widened. “I’ll be downstairs.”
He walked past Naruto, making extra sure to brush his shoulder past the blonde.
And Naruto stood there. His face frozen in the same expression of shock, the Hokage having to grip the side of the doorway to even remain upright.
It wasn’t long before the moans began to start up once again, this time, from downstairs in the kitchen.
“Harder!” Hinata moaned. “Faster! Yes, Sasuke-sama, yes, yes!”
And at the same time, Himawari began to groan as well. Her legs spread wide, cum drooling from her pussy, her hands resting gently against her belly. She appeared to be half-asleep, half-awake - although she was murmuring something.
“Sasuke-sama…” Himawari mumbled, just loud enough for Naruto to hear her. “Right there, Sasuke-sama, just like that…”
His eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
“Oh… oh kami…” Naruto whispered, his voice cracking slightly.
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He wasn’t sure how long he stood there, petrified. But by the time he had summoned the strength to move from the doorway to Himawari’s room, Hinata’s moans had finally stopped. They were still bouncing around inside of his brain. They wouldn’t go away - and neither would the image of Sasuke pumping a load of cum into his daughter’s womb.
He walked down the stairs almost robotically, his blue eyes focused only ahead. Naruto shuffled into the kitchen, noting that Sasuke was sitting at the table - Hinata still in her place in front of the stove. And yet, he also noted that her skirt was hiked up, her panties pooling around her legs, her cunt drooling a steady stream of hot white cum.
A surge of anger rushed up through Naruto, as he gazed upon the well-fucked woman leaning against the stove..
‘He comes into my home,’ Naruto thought. ‘He fucks my daughter, he fucks my wife, and then he sits down at my table, to eat my wife’s fucking cooking?’
Naruto grit his teeth, stomping up to Sasuke’s side and glaring down at him. “You fucking asshole!” Naruto snapped. “You- you fucked my daughter!”
Sasuke stared up at him, his face stoic. And then, he smirked. “I did.” Sasuke said.
“My wife wasn’t enough?” Naruto said, pointing to Hinata - who seemed not to be aware of what was going on, much more focused on playing with her gaping pussy and giggling at odd intervals. “You had to go for my daughter too?!”
“Correction,” Sasuke said. “Your daughter came after me.” He leaned back in the chair. “And, if memory recalls, you handed your wife over to me.” He took a sip of tea, from a cup that he’d had Hinata prepare for him. “Besides, you have no right to complain about Himawari.” Sasuke drawled. “She’s of age. I’m not breaking any laws - and she has every right to come crawling to the same cock that your wife does.”
Naruto’s face twisted. “You-” His voice faltered for a moment. “But-”
“But what?” Sasuke interjected. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he sneered. “A strong alpha to come into your house, to fuck your wife however he pleased? That’s exactly what you wanted, dobe. Don’t fucking complain to me because your wife knows who the better man is.”
“B-better man?” Naruto said, his voice stuttering due to the sheer rage coursing through his veins. It was taking every ounce of his strength not to punch Sasuke again - knowing that the Uchiha would be expecting it this time. He didn’t want to destroy his house by fighting him, so he had to- to argue this out. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”
Sasuke smirked. “Are you kidding me?” Sasuke said. “Don’t act like you have any claim to Hinata’s body now.” he drawled. “I’ve fucked her, sent her into heights of pleasure you could only dream of giving her. I’ve bathed her womb in my cum, claimed her ass, forced her to swallow my loads - and you think you still have any right to her?” Sasuke chuckled. “The only reason you get to sleep in the same bed as her, the only reason you get to even have the right to have sex with her - is because I will it… Naruto.”
Naruto stared at him, his blue eyes still wide.
“How about a little demonstration?” Sasuke said. “Let’s see.” He turned towards Hinata. Sasuke lifted up a hand - and snapped his fingers. “Hinata,” he barked. She jumped to attention instantly, broken from her daydreams. Hinata looked at him attentively, a dreamy smile on her face. “Suck,” he said, pointing below the table to his still half-hard cock.
“Yes, Sasuke-sama…” she mumbled, not even seeming to notice Naruto. Instead, she got down on her hands and knees, and crawled beneath the table - leaving a trail of cum behind her. Without even taking a deep breath, she inhaled his cock, Naruto able to see her head of indigo hair bobbing up and down beneath the table.
‘Sasuke-sama…’ Naruto thought. ‘She- she called him Sasuke-sama.’
“Look at her.” Sasuke said. “I’ve turned your wife into a fucking whore, Naruto.” he sneered. “I’m sure she still loves you - but she loves my cock more. That’s the plain and simple truth. And as for your daughter?” He smirked cruelly. “Himawari!” Sasuke shouted.
Naruto’s ears perked up, as he heard his daughter stumbling around upstairs. Soon, Himawari came bounding down the stairs, her clothes crumpled, her hair unorderly, the crotch of her pants soaked through with either cum or her juices, Naruto wasn’t sure which.
“Yes, Sasuke-s- um… Uncle Sasuke?” Himawari asked, smiling sweetly, her entire body exuding the smell of sex.
Sasuke smirked. “Join your mother.” he drawled. “I’m thinking two Uzumakis are better than one. What do you think?”
Himawari smiled, her eyes drifting from Sasuke to Naruto, almost knowingly. ‘Finally,’ she thought. ‘The charade is up!’
“Sounds good to me… Sasuke-sama.” she said, grinning. And the same as Hinata, she crawled beneath the table, and began to lap at Sasuke’s balls and shaft as Hinata bobbed her head up and down on his member.
Sasuke leaned back in his chair, sighing contently as two eager bitches went down on his cock. He reached his hands down, one slipping into Hinata’s hair while the other gripped Himawari’s.
“This isn’t something you can control, dobe.” Sasuke said, a smirk on his face. “My advice? Just accept it. Learn your place. Because Hinata and Himawari? They’re mine. You try and cut them off from me… and you’ll just find them coming home in the dead of night, their pussies full of my cum.” His smirk grew ever wider. “If you accept it? You’ll get to watch your wife and daughter get fucked by me - a real treat, I’m sure. Maybe, I’ll let you even have a turn with Hinata every once and while, if I’m feeling generous.”
Naruto continued to stare at him. His anger was fleeting, replaced by a… a sick, gut wrenching feeling of being turned on. This was what being humiliated, truly humiliated felt like. To have his wife and daughter lapping at another man’s cock like some common whores. And it felt good.
When he finally spoke, his voice was shaky.
“Al-Alright, Sasuke.” Naruto said.
“Sasuke…?” the Uchiha spoke up, smirking.
Naruto glared at him.
Sasuke chuckled. “I suppose you’re not that far along, yet.” he said. “Oh, well.” Sasuke said.
He leaned back, pushing Hinata and Himawari off of his cock.
“Heads together, girls.” Sasuke grunted, stroking his monstrous member in front of them. “Open wide.”
They both weren’t even completely aware of what was going on. Their pussies full of cum, their taste buds sated with their Sasuke-sama’s glorious cock, they could be getting arrested right now, and they wouldn’t care.
And so, obediently, they pressed their heads together, indigo hair interlocking with indigo hair, blue and pale eyes staring up at him as they stuck their tongues out.
With a grunt, he came, plastering both of their faces with his hot white seed, burying their features beneath layer upon layer of his cum. By the time he was done, they were both near unrecognizable - aside from the blue and white eyes shining beneath the mask of jizz he had given them.
Sasuke made sure to look Naruto in the eye as he said this next part. “Now,” he said. “You’ll be staying in the house for the rest of the day.” Sasuke said. “You are not to clean off your face until I say you can. Understood?”
“Yes, Sasuke-sama.” the girls chorused.
“Good.” Sasuke said.
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Naruto felt his hands tighten in his lap, bunching up the sheets that covered his nearly naked body. “Hinata,” he finally blurted out - unable to hold it in any longer. “Are you… are you okay with Sasuke… umm… m-making love to our daughter?” he asked.
Hinata glanced at him.
They were laying, side by side in their marital bed - Hinata naked, and Naruto draped in a simple pair of boxers. In the distance, easily heard due to the door being ajar, they could hear Himawari’s moans and Sasuke’s grunts, as he gave Himawari the regular maintenance she required.
It was later that same day, and of course, Hinata’s face was still stained with dried and cracking cum, her normally pale features looking almost white through the mask.
“Well… I… thought about it after I calmed d-down.” Hinata said. It had taken a while for her to settle, the joy of Sasuke giving her both a creampie and a facial too much for the poor Uzumaki, who was still growing used to the feeling of Sasuke being around once more. “And… well… I-I don’t really have a problem with it.”
Naruto gaped at her. “You… don’t?” he asked, dumbfounded.
Hinata shook her head, small flakes of dried cum falling from her nose. “No,” she admitted. “Himawari’s eighteen now… and, well, she’s a woman. If she wants to be with Sasuke-kun, then she can be with Sasuke-kun. And if Sasuke-kun wants to have Himawari around when me or Sakura aren’t… then I guess that’s fine as well.” A pause. “I mean - why does it matter? It isn’t all that different from what Sasuke-kun did to me.”
“It is different,” Naruto protested weakly.
“How?” Hinata said. “Is it because Himawari was the one to seek out Sasuke-kun? Is it because you didn’t find out until just now?” She reached a hand over, placing it gently on his shoulder. “This is… well, this is exactly what you asked for, Naruto.” Hinata murmured. “And it’s not like you're not happy, right?” She smiled. “Even if Sasuke’s claimed my body… you’ll- you’ll always have a place in my heart.”
Naruto smiled. “I’m still not happy about it,” he confessed. “But… there’s really not all that much I can do about it, is there?”
Hinata’s smile turned almost sad. “No,” she said. “There isn’t.”
Soon, Himawari’s distant moans stopped. The two could hear soft footsteps - and then Sasuke came padding into the room, his long and hard cock bobbing with every step he took. He chuckled upon seeing Hinata’s cum-caked face, before closing the door behind him.
“You know what?” Sasuke said. “I told you that I would give you a turn or two with Hinata whenever I felt generous, right?” he said to Naruto. “Well… I’m feeling generous.” He smirked cruelly, sitting down in the same chair that Naruto typically sat in whenever he and Hinata fucked. “Go right ahead,” Sasuke said. “I’m waiting.”
Naruto flushed slightly - for two reasons. One, the sudden reversal of situations. Two, the fact that he was hard, as hard as he’d been in a long while - his cock managing to create a miniscule bulge in the sheets.
Hinata glanced between Naruto and Sasuke. “U-Umm… Sasuke-kun,” she spoke up. “You and I are going to… um… you know, afterwards, right?” Hinata asked.
Sasuke smirked. “Of course.”
She grinned. “Okay then!” she piped up. “Let’s do this, Naruto!”
Hinata threw the sheets off of them both with a flourish, and then yanked Naruto’s boxers down, freeing his rather small erection. She knew that it would probably only take her a minute or two to coax a load from him if she used her mouth - but… it had been a while. And besides, she was going to have Sasuke-sama tidy things up afterwards, so a minute or two lost before she got to the real man wasn’t all that bad, was it?
Well, it was. But she could throw her husband a solid, as a testament to their bond.
She eased herself onto her back, spread her legs nice and wide. Hinata closed her eyes for a moment, thinking back to earlier as Sasuke had pumped a load into her womb. Within seconds, she began to moisten - and soon, her juices began to drip down her thighs.
‘That’s a handy trick,’ Hinata thought cheerfully, smiling at Naruto.
“Come on, baby.” she said. “Let’s do this.”
Naruto flushed, casting a glance between Sasuke - who was sitting there smirking at him - and Hinata. But, his member wouldn’t be denied, and with a heavy heart, he eased himself in between Hinata’s thighs. A little maneuvering, and soon, he’d slipped his erection into Hinata’s entrance-
Only to feel nothing.
Well… not nothing. But hardly anything really, a bit of wetness seeping past the tip of his cock, a slight… pressure, and nothing else. Naruto blinked, staring down at Hinata. It took him a moment to realize what had happened.
But once he did, his erection if anything only hardened.
Sasuke had so thoroughly fucked, and claimed his wife that even her pussy had begun to stretch out, beneath the relentless assault of his best friend’s much larger cock. At this point… Naruto could hardly feel anything, and he was sure Hinata couldn’t feel anything. And if things kept going this way… soon, it would be like sticking his cock into a yawning cave.
His cock grew even harder.
And a sick, depraved grin curled Naruto’s lips, as he hooked his arms beneath Hinata’s legs, and began to pump into her. He still couldn’t feel much - but that knowledge, along with the look of disappointment on Hinata’s face, as she kept glancing at Sasuke off and on… it drove him wild like nothing else could.
He could admit, he got a little carried away. Hinata could admit that he was enthusiastic - she even felt a twinge here and there, although it wasn’t much, and was practically a blip on the radar compared to Sasuke’s enormity.
After a while, he lost sight of things, lost in his own self-humiliation. At least, until a strong hand gripped his bicep, and quite literally pulled him back, sending him flopping onto the bed, his tiny erection springing free from Hinata’s yawning cunt.
“Sorry about that,” Sasuke said, smirking at him. “But… unfortunately, I don’t think I can bear the sight of a little beta like you trying to please a woman.” His eyes glinted cruelly. “Don’t worry about it, dobe.” he said, crawling onto the bed - easing himself in between Hinata’s thighs, her legs wrapping around his waist almost welcomingly. “I’ll let you watch as much as you want.”
And then, with a single thrust, he buried himself up to the hilt in Hinata - her pussy stretching around his incredible length, the indigo haired beauty crying out in orgasm as she came, hard. “Yes, Sasuke-sama…!” she groaned, arching her back, her cum-caked lips parting. “Just like that!”
“We’ll have to make this quick, Hinata.” Sasuke said, pumping away as he spoke, Hinata writhing uncontrollably beneath him. “I’ve got to get home to Sakura… I’m sure she’s been missing me.”
“You’ll be over tomorrow, Sasuke-kun?” Hinata asked, her arms wounding around Sasuke’s chest.
“Of course.” Sasuke said, casting a glance back at Naruto - who had taken to fiercely jerking himself off to the sight of Hinata being fucked in front of him for the first time in a month. “After all… I’ve got to make sure there’s a man around here, who can get things done.” He smirked, almost cruelly, his mismatched eyes glinting mercilessly.
Naruto came within a minute, spraying two pathetic, watery strings of cum across his bare stomach.
And when Sasuke prepared to shoot his own load, he did it with a low roar - hosing down Hinata’s womb with his seed, causing her to quite literally convulse against him.
One man, laying on his back, his stomach stained with his own watery seed, his wife’s insides being rearranged by another man’s massive cock.
And the other man, having just pumped a breathtakingly large load into a beautiful woman’s womb - having just done the same to another woman twenty minutes before, and with a third beautiful woman waiting for him at home.
Sasuke smirked as he withdrew from Hinata, the poor woman going limp on the bed, her tongue lolling out and her eyes glazed.
“I’m going to bring something over tomorrow, dobe.” Sasuke said to the blonde, who was panting, his chest heaving up and down. “I’ll need your help setting it up - so make sure to get out of work early again.”
A pause.
“Of… of course.” Naruto stammered out.
“Good.” Sasuke said, smirking.
And then, he walked out the door, to pick up his clothes from Himawari’s room, and return home to his wife.
Naruto crawled up the bed to Hinata’s side, pulling the sheets over him and her limp body. She probably didn’t even know he was there, twitching every now and then, muttering, “Sasuke-sama,” on occasion.
He hesitated for a moment. And then, he leaned forward, giving her cum-caked lips a deep kiss. “I love you, Hinata.” Naruto said.
Her sightless eyes glanced at him, Hinata still clearly in la-la land. “I love you, too, Sasuke-sama…” she whispered, almost dreamily.
Naruto sighed.
There he lay, on the bed where not three minutes ago, his wife was being fucked into oblivion by the massive cock of a man. He could still feel the heat on it. His legs brushing against wet spots where Hinata’s juices had spilled onto. The smell… so pungent, so all consuming that he felt as if it would persist long after he and Hinata would go to sleep.
He turned out the lamp on the nightstand beside his and Hinata’s bed, and then, went to sleep, his wife snuggled up at his side, her pussy drooling the cum of another man, and her face smeared with the same man’s essence.
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Unfortunately, the rapid updates of this story are likely going to slow down. I plan to go to some of my more neglected stories, and give them an update as well - so, this might lay dormant for the next few weeks. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed the chapter.
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