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Lust, Love, and Friendship	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 47457 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Sasuke rolled his shoulders.

“They want to do it again?” he questioned, something like a frown playing at his lips. “Even Ino and Sai wanted to give it a week we did it a second time.”

She was down on her knees in between his legs--both of her hands absentmindedly playing with his hardened member. “It’s their decision,” Sakura murmured, inhaling that masculine scent of her husband. She gently licked her lips. “And besides: I know you enjoyed your time with Hinata…”

Sasuke chuckled. “She does have a nice body,” he admitted quietly. “But she’s got nothing on you when it comes to enthusiasm; or skill.”

“Good answer,” Sakura whispered. “We’ve settled on tonight--I know it’s kind of soon, but Naruto talked with Hinata and she said that she was fine with it. We’ll be going over to their house this time.”

“Oh?”

“Naruto said something about making sure Hinata was as comfortable as possible,” Sakura told him. Sasuke nodded, and went back to his work--he was currently in the process of making a jutsu scroll of his own; something for later generations to study and learn some of his techniques from.

Of course, it was very stressful. There were a lot of variables that could go wrong--accidently writing down the wrong hand seal for instance, which could result in a fatal accident. As a result… Sakura saw fit that Sasuke needed some relaxation while he worked.

Or in other words, she used it as an excuse to blow her husband’s brain out with her skilled mouth while he tried to keep his mind focused on his work.

“Did you have fun with Naruto?” Sasuke asked. “He looked a little… out of it last night I have to admit.”

Sakura pursed her lips together. What was she supposed to say? ‘Yeah, he was out of it… he was too busy trying not to jerk off to the sight of you fucking Hinata that he couldn’t go for a second round with me.’

She didn’t imagine something like that would go down too well. For now, at least, Sasuke would have to be kept in the dark about Naruto’s ‘desire’.

Already she had come to terms with the fact that she wouldn’t be getting much pleasure from this arrangement. Naruto had gone through with it to see Hinata and Sasuke together--having Sakura there to ride him was only a side benefit. Besides… Naruto worked hard; and Sakura was still finding new reasons for her to owe him. Helping him sexually was the least she could do for the man who had saved their world.

Plus, it wasn’t like she didn’t have Sasuke to please her. Or Sai and Shikamaru and on occasions Choji to have her way with. Naruto was to be the jewel in her crown… but she could relinquish a fine specimen like him--well, so long as he promised to finger her or eat her out on occasion while Sasuke was busy.

Sakura scratched her chin. “I think he was a little under the weather,” she said. “Nothing to worry about tonight though. He didn’t make me sick at the very least.”

“Good,” Sasuke said. There was the sound of him dipping a quill into ink--and the moment he put it to the parchment, Sakura began to stroke him. “Sakura…”

“Yes, Sasuke-kun?” she asked innocently.

His mouth felt strangely dry. “I’m almost done with this page,” he said, the quill remarkably still in his hand. “And by the time I’m done, I expect to see you upstairs, on our bed, with nothing on; do I make myself clear?”

Sakura grinned, having already begun to take off her shirt.

“Crystal,” she murmured.

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His hand idly played with her hair.

“Ar- are you sure you want me to wear this, Naruto-kun?” Hinata asked softly. “I usually like to save it for special occasions…”

Naruto couldn’t help the grin that crossed his face. “I think you look amazing, Hina,” he mumbled. “And it just feels so wrong to keep Sasuke from seeing this.” His finger gently pulled at the strap of her bra. “Think of it as a treat for me; a way to show that you’re as interested in this as I am.”

Hinata gulped. She was… transfixed by her reflection in the mirror; Himawari had helped to brush and comb her hair, under the pretense that she and Naruto were going out on a date. Naruto had taken the time to rub lotion across every inch of her skin, giving her a glowing look… reminiscent of when she had been pregnant. And the lingerie she wore: black, lacy, so tight as to be almost constricting--hugging her bosom and her rump, making her look like some kind of super model. A hint of eye shadow, some makeup… and Hyuga Hinata had been transformed into a beauty beyond beauties.

She took a deep breath. “I guess…” Hinata murmured.

Naruto smiled. He leaned forward, pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek.

“It’s about time we get ready,” he said. Himawari and Boruto were out--the former at a friend’s house, the latter having been gone on a mission for the past two days. They had the house all to themselves--soon, it would be all to themselves and the Uchihas.

Hinata nodded. Naruto was already dressed… but it only took a moment for her to slip into a sweater and a skirt, hiding her scandalously revealing lingerie beneath layers of thick fabric.

He made a hand sign, and several shadow clones appeared: with a nod, they went into the other room. There were to move in a second bed and make room for it while Naruto and Hinata entertained the other two down stairs.

Naruto’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, and read the text message aloud: “Sakura-chan says they’re on their way.”

“Okay,” Hinata mumbled. There was two possibilities: either a. With the use of the shunshin, they’d be here in less than a minute, or b. They’d be here in less than twenty minutes.

By the time they made their way downstairs, there was a knock on the door. Hinata figured they’d g one with option A in that case.

Naruto went into the other room to grab a bottle of wine and some glasses; Hinata, on the other hand, was left to greet the lovely couple.

“Hinata!” Sakura chirped as Hinata opened the door. She wasn’t dressed quite as extravagantly as last time--a simple t-shirt and shorts was all she was chosen to don. Sasuke stood beside her, also draped in casual clothes.

“Sakura-san, S-S-Sasuke-kun,” Hinata said. Normally she was rather collected in front of the two--but when the only thing she could think of when she looked at Sasuke was his nude body and the feeling of him inside of her… well, it presented problems she’d never had to deal with before.

Like that sudden physical attraction. For Hinata, attraction had always been uniform--she’d only wanted one man, and that had been physically and mentally. But when it came to Sasuke... it was obvious to her that it was merely the former; it wasn't that she was repulsed by Sasuke's personality, but she didn’t have an inkling of that kind of attraction for him. It was what it was.

She bit the inside of her cheek, stepping to the side and allowing them in. Sakura bounded inside, Sasuke close behind--and Hinata gingerly closed the door behind them.

Naruto saved her from further embarrassment by coming back, a violet bottle of wine in hand and four glasses balanced in the hands of a shadow clone. The both of them set the things down on the table before the clone dispelled.

“Sit down guys, make yourselves at home,” Naruto said. Within a minute, the four of them were seated on the couch--Naruto opening the wine and pouring each of them a glass. “So… you said that the rules and guidelines we follow change after the first time,” Naruto continued. “What did you guys mean by that?”

Sakura raised a finger, already halfway through her first sip of wine. “Well,” she said, setting the glass down. “It’s pretty simple. We can either loosen up the rules a little, or we can tighten them up; and around this time is when they aren’t the same for both parties. You know… maybe one couple wants to make things a little kinkier while the other wants to put some more ground rules down. That kind of stuff.”

“I see,” Naruto said.

“W-what kind of rules do you normally do?” Hinata asked.

“It’s usually up to the woman,” Sakura said. “Ino and Temari usually let Sasuke do whatever he wants; and since I normally control the flow of things with Sai and Shika, there’s nothing to worry about when it comes to rules since they’re fine with pretty much everything. We dropped the rules after a while with them, but you know, with you two we wanted to be a little more… conservative.”

Hinata flushed. By conservative, she figured they meant more accomodating for her in particular.

“D-do we h-have to do it like this?” she mumbled.

“Like what?” Sakura asked.

“I-it’s embarrassing to talk about h-how… h-how Sasuke-kun is going to… erm… you know… do that.” Hinata swallowed. “It’s e-embarassing to talk about i-it in front of N-Naruto-kun, I mean…”

“Ah, I see.” Sakura said. ‘Can’t blame her,’ the pink haired woman thought, taking another sip of her wine. ‘The first few times I found it weird to talk about fucking other men in front of Sasuke; it’s too bad she doesn’t realize that her husband likes it.’

“I guess we can just talk about it separately,” Naruto said.

“That’s fine with me.” Sasuke give a noncommittal shrug.

There was a moment of silence, as they all sipped away at their wine - Naruto downed his in one gulp, Sakura depleted the last of hers after a few moments, and Sasuke and Hinata finished at around the same time.

“Well,” Sakura said. “I suppose there’s no point in delaying things any longer; let’s get this started, shall we?”

“That’s fine with me,” Naruto said.

In unison, they all stood up. The wine, the greetings, it had all been a formality - all four of them, even Hinata, were well aware of what the true purpose of this; whether you were the eccentric Sakura, the quiet Hinata, or the stoic Sasuke… not one of them was going to deny that they were there for anything less than a hot, steamy night of sex. Hinata was anticipating her husband afterward - Sakura was in the same boat, and Sasuke was more than fine with the prospect of Hinata first, and then Sakura when they got home.

Only Naruto was there with the assumption that he wouldn’t be enjoying the sex itself.

As a group, the four of them made their way upstairs. “I had a few clones move a second bed in here,” Naruto told them as they entered the master bedroom. “It’s a little cramped-” That was an understatement… there wasn’t even a foot of room in between the beds. “- but it should work, yeah?”

Sakura sighed, nonchalantly pulling her shirt over her head - the forest green bra she wore beneath on prominent display. “I suppose it’ll work,” she said. “Now take off your clothes.”

Naruto grinned nervously, and began to shed his clothing. Sasuke began to do the same - the blonde refrained from looking down at Sasuke’s package… not wanting to reaffirm what he already knew about their size difference. It wasn’t a ludicrous difference, but to two prideful men even a centimeter could wound one’s pride.

‘I guess it sort of works for this…’ Naruto thought, almost bitterly. It would ruin his illusion of being a ‘cuckold’ if Sasuke wasn’t bigger than him - the whole bull dynamic and all. At least the Uchiha had the courtesy to not flaunt it about, then again, maybe fucking his wife and making her moan like that was his way of doing it; it was too bad Sasuke didn’t know that didn’t do anything more than get Naruto off easier.

Naruto was literally pulled from his thoughts, as Sakura gave his arm a tug and yanked the blonde onto the bed - with a feverish grin, she threw the covers over them. “Shh,” she whispered, and it with with glee that she straddled him… but they did not go any further. Sakura rocked her hips back and forth to give the impression that she were already riding him; but she had no intention of doing that tonight… this was Naruto’s night after all.

Hinata stared at that sight for a moment - before Sasuke not so subtly cleared his throat. She jumped. “S-sorry, Sasuke-kun,” Hinata mumbled. It was with now small degree of hesitation that she sat herself down on the bed - the original bed, her and Naruto’s martial bed… suffice to say, Naruto hadn’t steered him and Sakura to the alternate purpose on accident.

Sasuke slipped onto the mattress. “You need to relax,” he murmured into her ear, wounding his arms around her waist. “I’m not going to bite you - or hurt you. All that tension does is make this less enjoyable… for both of us.”

Hinata swallowed. “I'll t-try…” she murmured, unable to help the way she shook in his arms.

His hands crept down… lower… lower… until he caressed her hips - wide, perfect for birthing, the kind that any prospective father would goggle at. Sasuke took a moment to rub them softly, before he slowly eased that skirt off of her… dragging it down her long, luscious legs until he pulled it off all the way, and set it down beside him.

“Hmm.” Sasuke pressed his lips together - Hinata flushed stark red.

The front of her panties were damp.

He didn’t say anything - but the implication was clear. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize what her wetness meant… especially when there was only one possible cause for her arousal, and he had his arms wrapped around her in that very moment.

His fingers caressed the front of the damp cloth, and she shuddered in his arms. “S-Sasuke-kun,” Hinata whimpered. “I- I…”

“Shh.” He pulled his hand away, gently grasping the hem of her sweater. “Lift up your arms,” Sasuke told her. She complied - and he pulled her sweater over her head, so that her breasts were revealed to the world… just concealed by the bra she wore. “You dressed out today,” Sasuke murmured. “I’m impressed.”

He cupped one of her tits in his hand, Hinata stilling at his touch. Her breast was full, round and plump - Sasuke couldn’t help but marvel at it… he’d never had any regrets about marrying a woman like Sakura, who had more in the ‘back’ than the ‘front’; but there wasn’t anything wrong with appreciating a nice set of tits. Besides - that was part of what this was for, no? Sakura got to have her fun with other men, expressing a dominance she couldn’t with him; and in return, Sasuke got to have his pick of Konoha’s women. Variety was the spice of life in his book.

Sasuke chuckled. He rubbed his fingers against the front of her panties once again… and there was no halting her rapidly increasing wetness. “It’s starting to look like we won’t need much foreplay,” he said, a bite to his voice that would have sounded teasing coming from anyone else.

Her breath hitched as he pressed his erection against her back. It throbbed--so big and so hard that she was sure she could feel his heartbeat through the pulsing of his member.

Sasuke’s breath cascaded against her ear; he pressed his chest against her back. With ease, he lifted her up, allowing his member to slip underneath her and poke at her inner thigh.

It was almost teenager-like to allow her to keep those undergarments on hers on. But Sasuke couldn't deny his penchant for them - or the way his member yearned as he gazed at her curvaceous body, clad in that bra and those panties. In a way, it seemed only to enhance her beauty.

Her anxiety was palpable - he doubted she would ever truly get used to sleeping with another man. But her arousal was just as evident… and even if she herself could not bear the embarrassment of asking him to do her, she didn't have to. Her body did all the talking - and every fiber of her being seemed to be screaming at Sasuke to take her.

Which he did with gusto.

Sasuke eased the front of her panties to the side, Hinata shuddering as the cool air of her bedroom brushed against her slit. Still holding her up above him with one powerful hand, Sasuke grasped his shaft, angled it against her quivering entrance… and slid inside of her.

Hinata let out a cute little squeak; then a darker, lower, more lust filled moan. His girth was something she seemed hard pressed to believe - Naruto was thick on his own merits but Sasuke was just…

“G-gah…” Hinata stammered as he slowly pulled her down his shaft.

Across the room, Naruto and Sakura watched. The latter was not straddling Naruto anyone; rather, she laid beside him… their lack of participation in the ‘fun' concealed by the sheets that Sakura had pulled over them.

“Anything goes?” Sakura purred into Naruto’s ear - the blonde’s eyes were fixated on the sight of Sasuke and Hinata across the room. From his point of view, he could see everything - the way his wife’s pussy lips clenched around Sasuke’s member, the way he stretched her out… the flushed and aroused look on Hinata’s face, the way she moaned and wiggled her hips unconsciously.

Naruto couldn’t help his erection. He couldn’t help how he simply could not look away. And he especially couldn’t help the fact that the sound of Hinata moaning for another man was one of the hottest, most arousing things he had ever heard.

He swallowed. “Do your worst,” Naruto murmured. “I want - I want to see what it feels like… to be treated like… like…”

“A cuckold?” Sakura said softly.

Naruto nodded. “To be… humiliated, I guess. Demeaned.” Another harsh swallow. “And you’ll never tell anyone about this… right?”

“Of course not,” she mumbled, stroking his hair in a comforting way. “We’re friends, Naruto. I’d never hurt you like this if you didn’t ask.”

They were friends; they could share almost everything and neither would hold it against the other.

Sakura gently wrapped her fingers around the base of Naruto’s erect shaft, and began to stroke him. She leaned forward - pressing her lips against his ear.

“Look at it,” Sakura whispered. “You like seeing my husband’s big, fat cock inside of your wife, don’t you, Naruto?” She continued to stroke him - his erection only growing harder as her words spurred him on. “Do you like hearing her moan? Do you like hearing ‘Sasuke-kun’ on her lips?”

“I- I do.” Naruto’s face was strained - his member twitched violently in Sakura’s grasp; he was aroused beyond belief… her words… the vision of Sasuke finally bottoming out inside of Hinata, it was too much.

“Can you imagine how happy she was when you told her that Sasuke-kun and I were coming over?” Sakura murmured. “She was ecstatic I bet - ‘Finally, I can be with a real man again.’ Because you aren’t a real man, Naruto; you’re a man who likes to watch his wife get fucked, what kind of man is-”

Naruto came with a grunt, and splattered his sticky load across the underside of the sheets.

Sakura retracted her hand, and a decidedly anxious look overtook her features. “Did…” She gulped. “Did I go too far, Naruto? You said I should do my worse, but… I mean… I didn’t think I would be that into it…” She was a little scared herself - those words had come easily, so fluidly… it was as if they had jumped to her lips. She didn’t believe any of them of course, but it seemed rather easy for her to leap into the role of ‘dominatrix’.

Naruto panted.

He’d came hard enough to turn his vision white - to make his mind go loopy. “F-fuck…” he groaned, eyes crossed… yet his gaze always fixated on Sasuke and Hinata. “You… you’re fine, Sakura-chan.”

She nodded. For now, he was spent - so they both directed their gaze to the other couple… who were still in the midst of it.

Hinata was in bliss.

Naruto had always been more than big enough for her; she’d never had any qualms about his size, the fullness that she felt, the pleasure he gave her even if she didn’t cum every time.

But this… this was something else entirely. From wall to wall, Sasuke’s cock filled her - it packed her to the brim in a way she could hardly describe… she could still feel herself stretching to accommodate him.

There was something about the act of sleeping with Sasuke, too. Something new, something mysterious - so sinful, when all her life she'd done nothing but abide by the rules. A Hyuga must listen, a Hyuga must obey, a Hyuga must do what is right - 'Well, otou-sama,' Hinata thought. 'Is this right?' Was it okay for her to be impaled on another man's massive cock? Was it okay for her husband to be just across the room, buried inside of another woman?

Was it okay for Hinata to be more turned on than she could remember being?

She couldn't say that she didn't care - if Hinata were to be honest, she cared a lot. But there, with Sasuke inside of her, and all that pleasure being bounced off the walls of her brain... she couldn't stop herself. She couldn't halt the tide.

"S-Sasuke-kun," she moaned, as he thrust up into her. So big, so full - she could hardly breathe. The direction and angle of his thrusting only made it all the better for her; a far cry from her and Naruto's sex life, which revolved around one or two positions without fail. She'd never been in a position like this... a position designed to make her feel so much cock inside of her that it seemed impossible. A position designed for him to control everything - she couldn't even see him, look at him, or resist whatever he did to her... she was under his influence, and all she could do was remain impaled upon him as he thrusted up into her, and did what he would with her body.

Not that she had any complaints about that.

But, something had to snap.

And it seemed that moment came when she... well, came.

It like a firework popping off in her mind - her vision went white, and she moaned her loudest yet... as Sasuke drove into her G-spot, palming her breasts and thrusting up into her, nibbling at her neck and hitting about a dozen erogenous zones at once with ease.

She couldn't breathe as she came - it was too much, too much, too much. Like a ram being driven into her gut, as if someone had tapped her solar plexus... thankfully, she managed to take air into her lungs once again before she started going purple. Her orgasm lasted a while after that - and even after it had died down, her inner walls continued to clench around his member.

And when he began to thrust into her anew, she couldn't take it.

"S-stop." Her voice was hardly above a whisper - but Sasuke heard her... and to her infinite gratitude, he stopped, pulling out of her, member slick with her juices.

"What's wrong?" Sasuke murmured.

"I'm so- sorry," Hinata stammered. "I just... I just couldn't take it anymore." She turned her head. "It was... too g-g-good... I w-was afraid that.."

"Don't worry about it."

She blinked, as he rearranged their positions - setting her down on her back. It was with smooth movements that he gently unhooked her bra, setting it down beside her skirt and sweater.

"But I haven't gotten off yet," Sasuke said. "If I can't use this-" He teased her slit with a finger and she whimpered. "Then I'm going to use something else."

She stared at him in shock.

"M-my?"

"Your breasts," Sasuke said simply. He grasped either side of them, and spread them apart - and without further dialogue, he slid his hardened member into the valley of her gorgeous tits. "I'm not going to cum on your face," Sasuke murmured. "But there was never any rule against dumping a load on your tits."

She gasped as he began to thrust - pressing as hard as he could against either side of her breasts, so as to create as much friction as possible. The bed creaked and squealed beneath his ministrations.

“Y-you can do this?” Hinata managed to get out. “Just with m-my… m-my breasts?”

“Of course,” Sasuke said, as if it were obvious. “Why wouldn’t I?” He didn’t halt his thrusts for an instant.

“I-I thought…” She bit her lip. “I never imagined that a m-man could… um… f-finish like that… I always thought…”

Sasuke chuckled. “Hinata,” he said. “I’m going to be truthful with you - I could probably get off with any part of you; your tits, your mouth, your ass, your cunt… I don’t compliment women often, but I’d be damned if I said you weren’t attractive. I would fuck you all night long if I could.”

She continued to stare at him. “Y-you would?”

“Without a doubt.”

And he continued to thrust, seemingly not to understand the implications of what he had said.

Hinata had always been a… outcast. No one had ever really acknowledged her looks, considering her curves had always been buried underneath sweaters and baggy pants. Her eyes were considered strange by most - her hair an odd indigo instead of the typical shades of brown, black, or blonde.

No one had ever called her beautiful before Naruto.

No one had ever called her sexy. Not even Naruto.

But here Sasuke was, nonchalantly saying that he was… eager to make love to her - eager to sleep with a woman who he deemed ‘attractive’, which for Sasuke was equivalent to calling her a supermodel.

And to her mild shame, Hinata couldn’t the way her chest stirred with pride, and her cheeks bloomed with a red color.

And Sasuke continued to thrust - he was growing closer and closer by the moment… having spent a good amount of time fucking Hinata, not to mention enjoying a rather delightful titfuck, he was about at his limit.

Sasuke pulled back a minute later, and stroked himself off to a massive orgasm. Hinata watched idly as he sprayed down her breasts with his load… soaking them with his seed, burying her rosy nipples and her plump skin underneath a sheet of white cum.

He breathed a little heavy once he was done, his member still half hard. But he knew Hinata was done for the night - and he allowed himself to go flaccid. A single load, fired across her creamy tits… that was more than satisfying for him.

Sasuke eased himself off of the bed. “You two done?” he asked Sakura and Naruto.

Naruto had to shake his head from the sight of his wife’s breasts being covered in Sasuke’s load - a vision that seemed almost holy to him. “Yeah,” he said, trying to subtly cover up his rapidly renewed erection. “Uh… I’ll take my shower first.”

He hopped up and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Sakura stowed beneath the covers.

“Did you have fun, Hinata?” Sakura asked, a grin on her face as she sat up in the bed.

“F-fun?” Hinata mumbled.

Sakura stood up - Sasuke’s eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed her obvious lack of the ‘after-sex glow’, sweaty limbs and shining skin, but did not comment. The pink haired woman crossed the room, that devious grin still plastered across her features.

She dipped a finger down, running it across Hinata’s breasts and gathering up a good helping of her husband’s cum, before spooning it into her mouth. “Delicious,” Sakura moaned. “It only seems to get better, Sasuke-kun,”

Sasuke smirked. “I’m flattered.”

“It- it tastes good?”

Sasuke and Sakura turned to face Hinata - who was staring down at the cum on her breasts with a distinct level of fear. She could feel the heat it exuded, feel it drip down her skin, smell the masculine scent that came off of it.

“Of course it does,” Sakura said. “Then again, every girl has to decide whether she likes the taste of cum or not - and not every guy’s load tastes the same. Naruto’s isn’t bad - how does he taste to you?”

Hinata turned stark red. "I-I-I've never..."

“Ahh,” Sakura said. “Well…”

She dipped her finger down in her husband’s load once more, and this time, spooned it directly into Hinata’s mouth.

Hinata would later tell herself that she did it on instinct - that it was an automatic response to lap at the cum gathered on Sakura’s finger and take in its taste.

Sakura grinned.

Hinata’s mouth formed a tiny ‘O’... and she looked at Sasuke in shock. “T-t-t-that’s… yours?” she stuttered. “Y-y-y-your…” She looked back down at her breasts, still coated in the Uchiha’s load.

It tasted amazing.

Like- like the most fulfilling meal or drink one could take in. Like fine wine on a summer’s afternoon beside the pool. Like champagne passed around a group of friends.

Hinata unconsciously licked her lips - and even more subconsciously… thirsted for more.

She wouldn’t get more now, though.

Naruto didn’t really have to clean up much - he came out of the bathroom a moment later. Hinata was shepherd in afterward, and she stared with a forlorn look as the cum was washed off her body and swirled down the drain.

But she would remember the taste, the consistency, the thickness, the smell…

And it became more than obvious to Hinata just how much she wanted to do this again.

Naruto took her home after she was done with her shower - and once again, they had a long night of sex. Once again, she came twice in one night... something that was before seen as impossible in her eyes. And when he turned to her afterward, and asked: "Hinata, do you want to do that with Sakura-chan and Sasuke again?"

She only had one answer on her lips.

"I-I d-do..."

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Something I should clarify. Hinata really isn’t obsessed with Sasuke - she’s more so… a prude. A complete and total prude who’s being exposed to a brand new world; Sasuke’s cum isn’t some holy nectar… she just likes the taste the cum, the smell of it. She would like Naruto's as well. Sasuke is of course better at sex than Naruto, but a big part of that is how Sasuke and Sakura experiment and do more than just missionary.

I probably gave the wrong impression there, and if I do, my apologies. Next chapter should be out relatively soon - as always, be sure to leave a review… I really do appreciate every comment that you guys leave me.
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