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Lust, Love, and Friendship	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 47457 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Here's something I want to impress on you guys - some parts of scenes in this story are from a specific character's point of view. Characters may exaggerate, characters may undervalue something.

Anyway, here's the next chapter. It's a doozy, with lots packed inside, but I hope you guys will enjoy it. Also, we finally find out what Sasuke's kink is, so ;). There was a lot of interest about that, so I'm eager to see what you guys think of what it is.

Enjoy!

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“I loved you, Naruto...” Hinata whispered.

Sasuke continued to pump away into Hinata, a cruel smirk creasing his features. He grasped his best friend’s wife’s breasts - squeezing them in his hands. Both of their faces were cold, despite the heat in their bodies, the passion that passed between them as they made love.

“But I love his cock more,” she continued. “I love how big he is inside of me; I love how hard and long he can fuck me. And more importantly-”

“... I love that he isn’t you.”

Naruto blinked.

“Like I said, we can get right on with the arrangements, Hokage-sama.”

Ino was a lovely woman - respectable to his position, and knowing when to be casual, and when to be businesslike. She was easy to work with; and Naruto truly considered the woman a close friend.

Then why had it become so tough to look at her? All he could see was Sasuke - the Uchiha’s hands all over her. His touch. His smell. He had watched Sasuke go to work on Ino, and truthfully, Naruto didn’t think it was possible to erase his best friend’s taint once he had latched onto a woman.

He was too big; too domineering. He would fuck a woman’s pussy so rough that it could never properly grip another cock - he would cum so deeply inside of her that there would be no trace of another man inside of her.

At least, that was how Naruto saw it; Sasuke and Sai and Shikamaru thought differently. They had fun with the arrangement. All Naruto saw in it was a way to fulfill his twisted fetish… which, to be fair, might have contributed to his line of thinking.

“Hokage-sama?”

“Right, right,” Naruto said, waving a hand. “Go right ahead, Ino - you have my full permission to go ahead with the plans. I don’t think Boruto and Himawari are going to object to helping with Inojin’s birthday party…”

“Really? Awesome!” Ino chirped. “Thank you, Hokage-sama.” She leaned across the desk, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

It was an innocent thing - Ino wouldn’t purposefully try to fuck with him like that. But all Naruto could think about was the fact that those lips had moaned Sasuke’s name, that those lips had been wrapped around Sasuke’s shaft, that those lips had likely slurped up Sasuke’s cum…

He got goosebumps; he really did. This whole thing was getting to him more than he’d imagine - hell, he didn’t even check out Ino’s ass while she was walking out of the office. All he could think about was the blonde beauty riding Sasuke’s cock… and Naruto nearby, eager to watch and even help if called upon.

Apparently, his ‘little’ kink wasn’t something just reserved to Hinata. It was best with her by far - but it was something that could be applied to anyone. He just liked to watch… he liked to see a more skilled man go to town on a woman, regardless of who it was. It was just… it was just...

Naruto shook his head. He thumped his knee against the bottom of his desk, patting his hair down almost nervously - he glanced at the clock. Still so long to go! Tonight was the night, after all: tonight was the night that he got to see the thing he’d begun to crave.

He just hoped Sasuke decided to go with reverse cowgirl again - fuck, to see Hinata positioned like that had been a heaven send.

The blonde gulped, willing down the bulge that was threatening to develop beneath the desk; contrary to popular belief, it wasn’t good form for a Hokage to whip it out and start jerking off in the middle of his office. He had to think happy thoughts, different thoughts, something that wasn’t-

“I love how big he is, how thick he is, how much he stretches me out-”

Hinata would never say those words, Naruto knew, at least without coercion. But it didn’t stop his perverted mind from fantasizing those sinful syllables spilling forward from her lips.

It didn’t stop him from watching the clock, counting down the minutes, the seconds before he could leave the office and indulge in his most sickest of fantasies.

Naruto took a deep breath.

And returned to work.

‘Only a few hours to go,’ he told himself, grasping a pen and scrawling his signature across the bottom of a document.

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Sakura crossed her legs.

She had never been an overly nice person; that had never been her claim to fame. Uchiha Sakura could be friendly, yes, but she could also pack enough power behind a punch to cave in someone’s head and then some.

But… if there was one thing Sakura had always done, it was keep her secrets. She didn’t let a single one spill past her lips. She’d never told a soul that Ino had slept with her teddy bear for weeks after her father’s death. She had never even thought to tell anyone that Tenten was probably, sort of, okay she was a lesbian.

There was always an exception to a rule, though, and that was Sasuke; because without fail, no matter how inconsequential or important it was, she told him everything.

Luckily, he didn’t care how much of a lesbian Tenten was so long as he got to watch and sometimes participate when she had her fun with the weapons master. He didn’t care about how long Ino had slept with a teddy bear so long as she knew how to suck cock. So, for the most part, it was fine.

This was a different story.

This was Naruto. And she - Sakura - was about to tell Sasuke her best friend’s biggest secret.

But… she had to. It wasn’t fair - not to Sasuke, and not to Hinata either, that they had no idea what their new found sexual relationship was really being used for. And while Sakura was going to allow Naruto to tell the latter on his own merits, she herself wanted to tell her husband. She didn’t want to deceive him; and if he chose not to continue with the affair, well… that was just the price Naruto was going to pay. And Sakura too, to a certain extent - she really had been having some fun with it.

Sakura sighed.

Her fingers tapped on the seat of the couch; she looked up at the clock, almost casually, before returning her gaze to the front door. Any minute now.

Her sense of time seemed to be on point - because quite literally less than five minutes later, the front door twisted open, and Sasuke strode into the house.

“You’re late,” Sakura drawled, leaning back and leveling a ‘look’ at him.

Sasuke smirked. “My bad,” he said, slipping out of his sandals. “I ran into Temari, and she was in one of those moods; you know, when Shikamaru takes on too much work and she starts getting frustrated. I decided to… help her out a little.”

“How nice of you,” Sakura said, with a smirk of her own.

Their relationship was… an odd one. You couldn’t really call it open since every single one of their partners had to be vetted and trusted - Sakura could sleep with Sai and Shikamaru whenever she wanted when they were on missions or when Sasuke was busy, for example, but she couldn’t just hit up a bar and bang some random man. Sasuke could have Ino and Temari blow him at the same time in an alleyway, but that didn’t mean he could go to a brothel on one of his journeys and spend the night pounding every worker in the place into submission.

Still, it worked. Sakura got to fulfill her domination kink, and Sasuke got to fulfill his-

“What did you need?” Sasuke asked, falling onto the couch beside her.

Sakura heaved yet another sigh - there was this feeling in her gut, but she couldn’t just ignore what her brain was telling her… that Sasuke would likely be much less receptive (and more disgruntled and maybe even offended) if he found out about it through other means. Best to get it out of the way.

“I need to tell you something,” she murmured.

The corners of his lips curled downward. “Oh, shit.” Sasuke rubbed his forehead, letting out a grunt. “What happened now?”

“Well, it’s… nothing serious,” Sakura insisted. “Just - something I feel you need to know, going forward.” She gulped. “You know that little arrangement we have with Naruto and Hinata?”

He glanced at her. “Yeah…?”

“Well… there’s… um… another reason, that Naruto decided to do it,” Sakura mumbled. Her voice got lower and lower as she spoke - she had to scoot closer to Sasuke so that he could actually continue to hear her.

“Another reason?”

‘Please don’t hate me for this, Naruto,’ Sakura thought.

“Well, the thing is… Naruto… likes to watch.”

“He likes to watch,” Sasuke deadpanned.

“More specifically,” Sakura continued. “He likes to watch you and Hinata together; he likes to hear how much bigger you are compared to him, he likes to her Hinata moan your name… he- he likes to watch, okay?”

“Oh.”

“Oh?” Sakura said. She scooted closer, looking right at him - there was this strange… queer look on his face.

“What am I supposed to say, Sakura?” Sasuke grumbled. “I didn’t think that… well… I mean… fuck, I don’t know. I didn’t judge Temari when she told me she likes to be choked; I didn’t judge Ino when she kept telling me to pull her hair and treat her like a whore - but what am I supposed to say to this?”

“Does it make you… uncomfortable?” Sakura asked, resting a hand on her husband’s shoulder.

“A little,” he admitted. “But… I…”

“What?”

“I find it a little… arousing as well,” Sasuke murmured. “To have him watch me screw his wife; I get this little feeling in my gut when I think about it. I wouldn’t say it’s anything, you know masculine or…”

“Macho?”

“Yeah, that,” Sasuke said. “It ties in with how I am.”

“I know,” Sakura murmured. “I know.”

Sasuke had a kink, a fetish, like anyone else.

And his… was being something of an exhibitionist. He wasn’t about to walk naked in the streets and put the town’s male population to shame or anything like that - but if Naruto liked to watch, then Sasuke liked being watched. That feeling he got when Sakura watched him pound another woman… when they made eye contact and when she smiled as he buried himself balls deep inside of a woman who was most definitely not his wife…

It was something else.

But now, with Naruto. He liked to watch; Sasuke liked to be watched. It was almost fucking perfect, wasn’t it? Too perfect. They’d always been opposites… and this seemed to be another way to show that.

“Are you okay with it, baby?” Sakura whispered. “I - I didn’t find out until the second time we did that, you know. I just wanted to tell you and make sure that you knew what you were getting into.”

“Am I… okay with it?” Sasuke mumbled. “Well… I guess so.”

“Really?”

“Think about it,” Sasuke said. “It’s practically a license to enjoy my… kink, as you would call it. He wants - no, loves to watch; I… like being watched. It fits. And, well, I suppose as long as we all know about it, and it’s all consenting, and Naruto isn’t being hurt by it… what’s the harm?”

“Hmm,” Sakura hummed. “I’m not so sure about Hinata, though. She was already nervous enough when we all thought it was a free swingers kind of thing - I’ve got no clue how she’ll react to something like that.”

“I’m still not sure how comfortable I am with it, to be fair.” Sasuke murmured. “It’s one thing to talk about it - but I can’t imagine what I’ll think in the moment, knowing that Naruto is watching me fuck his wife.”

“Well… we could try it out.”

“What?” Sasuke said.

“Not with Hinata,” Sakura clarified. “But… with me, I suppose. We invite Naruto, fill him in, and… well, he could watch you and I making love together. Not stealthily like we’ve been doing - but he could be really in the action. We could see how it is… for all of us, risk free. And if we don’t like it, no harm done, right? If we do… well…” She chuckled. “That’s a lot of opportunities to be explored, no?”

“I don’t know; would Naruto even agree to that?”

“Sweetie…” Sakura chuckled, shaking her head. “Naruto and I didn’t even sleep together last time - he spent the entire time watching you have your way with Hinata. And he loved it, and I’m not even exaggerating. I gave him a handjob-” She mimicked the motion of closing her fingers around a member. “And whispered these things into his ear… they were so wrong, so dirty, so damn fucked up, but I loved saying them - well, I loved seeing how he reacted to what I said-. He was so happy, Sasuke-kun, you wouldn’t believe it; he came so hard I’m sure he saw stars. There’s no way he wouldn’t agree to it, especially if we phrase it in a way so we can try and get Hinata on board if nothing goes awry.”

Sasuke thought it over for a long moment. Really, the pros were endless and the cons short - he wouldn’t have to go out of his way to make Ino or Temari moan for him to divert their spouse’s attention. It would all be consensual. No need to keep the window open to spite his neighbor and get that little bit of a high from it. He could just plow his best friend’s wife while he looked on, and everything would be fine. He could have his fix, Naruto could have his fix, and Sakura could finally go out and get some of the free time back that had been stolen by Sasuke’s incessant need to have his fun.

Because sure, Sakura had her fun with Shikamaru and Sai - but what she hadn’t told anyone was that Sasuke was the one to push for those swingers nights more than anyone save Naruto…

He heaved a sigh. “I suppose we can give it a try,” Sasuke said. “How do we go about proposing this to Naruto, though?”

“I don’t think we’ll have to be very inventive,” Sakura told him. She flashed him a broad grin, and Sasuke couldn’t help but frown a little. “Give me… an hour. Then, head over to Naruto’s place - I’ll have taken care of everything.”

“Okay…?”

“Just go!” Sakura said, shoving his shoulder. “Or rather, wait - I’ve got to go; things to arrange, people to convince… oh, this is going to be so much fun! I can’t wait to see the look on Naruto’s face when he realizes that you’re okay with his kink!” She squealed as she practically hopped and skipped out of the door, Sasuke looking at her back with a dumbfounded expression.

‘Okay, Sakura,’ he thought, taking a look at the time. ‘One hour; let’s see what kind of magic you can work up tonight.’

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He waited exactly fifty minutes.

Sasuke stood up, dusting off the front of his shirt. He’d… daydreamed a little - well, that was the best way to describe what he had done at least; there wasn’t much he could do with so little time, so he’d merely… somewhat… sort of… fantasized about scenarios that they could carry out if everything went alright with Naruto and Hinata. He was like Naruto in a way - the only difference being that he’d found a way to get small doses of his kink long before Naruto had even contemplated acting on his.

He took a few deep breaths as he walked out of the door. ‘You are on your way to have sex with your wife,’ Sasuke told himself. ‘In front of Naruto. With Naruto watching; with Naruto maybe even helping me. Fuck. Fuck.’

This was happening, and it- well, Sasuke wasn’t sure if it was a dream come true or a nightmare. Fuck!

He couldn’t stop himself from walking, though. The second he reached the pavement, he flickered away - the shunshin no jutsu carrying him to a position just across from Naruto’s house.

And he waited. There was still about eight minutes to go by his estimate.

Sasuke eyed the house with caution: the blinds were closed, the light off, everything suggested that everyone had gone out for the night. Were Naruto and Sakura were even there?

He waited longer - minutes ticked by, second seeming to last an eternity.

The porch light flicked on.

The Uchiha swept forward, footsteps echoing throughout the silent street. The porch light - that was a figurative green light if Sasuke had ever seen one. They - well, that had to be it.

He stood in front of the door.

Sasuke inhaled a solemn breath, before reaching a hand forward and knocking. His body was teeming with anticipation - Sasuke did not often get excited for anything, but this… well, this was a different story. This was something he’d wanted for a long time, if not in this specific way or scenario.

There was a sound on the other side of the door - then, it opened. An obviously naked Naruto looked him dead in the eye for a split second… and there was this moment, this connection: a voyeur meeting an exhibitionist, a bull meeting a cuckold, a- well, it was hard to define. They each had their kink, the thing that got them off - the thing that excited them like no other. One kink inspired a man to pound a woman to hysterics in front of another man; the other kink inspired a man to sit there and watch.

It was just how they were.

That didn’t change the circumstances though. That Sasuke was bigger and for all intents and purposes better in bed than Naruto, even if the blonde held several advantages. That Naruto would be doing the watching; that Naruto would have to listen to his wife moan while Sasuke fucked her.

And that was just how the dice had fallen; it was a good thing that the two best friends could use each other for these kinks then, rather than strangers.

Naruto’s gaze lowered; the blonde stepped to the side, and beckoned Sasuke in. He closed the door behind them quickly. Sakura lounged on the couch, as nude as Naruto was, her legs crossed and a sweet smile on her face.

“Let’s get this show on the road, then!” she said, hoping to her feet, breasts jiggling with the motion.

Sasuke followed his wife, who had directed herself up the stairs to the master bedroom; after a moment of hesitation, Naruto followed close behind.

“How did you manage this…?” Sasuke murmured to Sakura.

“Easy,” Sakura said. “I ‘mentioned’ to Ino that Hinata had some free time tonight, and of course, she went right ahead and invited Hinata to a girl’s night out. Boruto’s gone on a mission, and I arranged for Naruto to have one of his clones take Himawari to Ichiraku’s. They’ll probably be there for a few hours, so…”

Sasuke blinked. “And Naruto?”

“It took me five minutes to convince him,” Sakura said. “It wasn’t as hard as you might think - he had trouble believing that you were okay with his kink, but I think he was just as excited about it as you were.”

“Hmm.”

They stopped at the door to the master bedroom; Naruto had trailed at least four or five feet behind them, the married couple having kept their voices low enough so as to not be overheard.

Sakura gently opened the door - but that was where her gentleness ended. With a running leap, she hopped and skipped onto the bed, turning around and smiling at the two men. “Before you do anything, Sasuke-kun,” she said. “Naruto and I are going to have a little fun; come here, Naruto~!”

There was an audible gulp from the blonde, but he stepped forward nonetheless.

“You know what I want you to do,” Sakura murmured. Another gulp; but finally, Naruto took his position. He eased himself onto his knees, palming Sakura’s legs and spreading them open so that her pristine snatch was revealed to both of them. “Now, Sasuke-kun, you need to take the lead; I won’t always be around to direct things.”

“Take the lead?” Sasuke grumbled.

“Assert some control, hubby,” she told him. “Direct how Naruto goes about this - he’ll listen to everything you say, so long as you’re moderate about it. Just do it and see how it feels.”

“Just… do it, Sasuke,” Naruto mumbled. The first time he had spoken since Sasuke had arrived.

Sasuke sighed. “Alright,” he said - he took a moment to undress, before gently taking a seat beside his wife.

He had to find his footing - some ground to work with. What would a man in his position say? He had to… find some way to put Naruto down.

“How does she look, Naruto?” Sasuke asked.

Naruto leaned in closer, closing one eye and peering at the pussy in front of him - freshly shaven, pink folds looking so warm and appetizing.

“... amazing…” Naruto admitted.

“How does she smell?”

Naruto blinked - but he went with the flow. The Uzumaki leaned forward, taking a great sniff. “I… I don’t know how to describe it,” he admitted. “Pungent? Or- or… h-hot. Not like, hot hot, but… hot.” Sasuke glanced down, and a quick glimpse was all he needed to see that the blonde was hard, erection pressing against the foot of the bed.

“Give her a taste.”

He leaned forward - hesitating, perhaps for a moment. Slowly, his tongue slipped out of his mouth… then, he gave one lap right across Sakura’s slit. She gave a light squeal, giggling slightly.

“She tastes… I dunno… tangy?” Naruto said. “Kind of… sweet?” A pause. “Can I..”

“Go ahead.”

Naruto gave another lap across Sakura’s slit. “Yeah…” Naruto mumbled. “Sweet and tangy… it tastes really good, actually.” A hard swallow, audible to both Sakura and Sasuke. “You must have a really good diet, Sakura-chan…”

“I try,” Sakura said, grinning slightly. Sasuke glanced at her, and she gave him a nod - he was doing good so far.

“Now… you need to warm her up,” Sasuke murmured.

“Warm her up?”

“Get her aroused,” Sasuke said. “Sakura’s easy to get going - just shove your tongue around in there a bit and that should do the trick.” It was a little more complicated than that - Sasuke knew every focile of his wife and he knew a little ‘button’ inside of her that would get the juices flowing immediately - but Naruto should have had no problem with it.

Thankfully, he didn’t. Naruto leaned forward, and again with only a little reluctance, slid his tongue into Sakura’s depths. She grunted appreciatively, wiggling her hips as Naruto wiggled his tongue inside of her; true to Sasuke’s words, it didn’t take long for that trickle of arousal to hit Naruto. And if he’d thought her ordinary taste was good, her juices were… something else.

He wondered how Hinata tasted - he had never gone down on her before… and to be honest, he kind of liked it.

“That’s enough,” Sasuke said.

Instantly, Naruto pulled back - he surprised even himself with the speed of his withdrawal. The blonde blinked, then looked at Sasuke.

“Alright,” Sasuke said. “Scoot to the side, Naruto.”

He did exactly that, shifting about a foot and a half to the right. Sasuke stood where Naruto had knelt a moment before - Sakura grinned, spreading her legs that much wider as her glistening slit practically winked at its owner’s husband.

Naruto watched, his mouth strangely dry, as Sasuke waved that thing he called a cock around. It wasn’t anything say, inhuman - but it was just… big. All those times Sasuke had been teased by the guys for not wanting to go to the onsen… maybe he had been wary about putting literally everyone to shame in the room.

Again, it was just… big. Naruto wasn’t quite sure how to describe it - but how could you describe something so heavy it drooped under its own weight? That it visibly throbbed before their gaze? That it dripped drops of precum in a trickle that could equal an ordinary man’s load?

Sakura grimaced as Sasuke brushed it against her tiny slit. It had been one thing to witness it from across the room… but Naruto could only watch in astonishment up close, with the best seat in the house.

The Uchiha sucked in a deep breath - and then, he began to push.

It was such a sight, to watch Sakura’s pussy lips have to stretch to accommodate her husband’s generous package. Naruto heard Sakura’s moan; no matter how many times she took Sasuke inside of her, there was no way she could truly get used to him. The fit was snug, but he was still much too rough with her, much to domianeers… every time she thought that she’d finally figured him out, he found a new way to fuck her brains out.

“Fuck,” Sasuke groaned, as he fed his cock into her. “Oh… oh look at that, Naruto - just get a good look.”

And Naruto did; point blank, right up close and personal, to the point where he could see Sakura’s arousal leaking past the plug Sasuke’s cock formed. He took another sniff - that smell from earlier had only intensified.

He was so fucking hard right now - harder than steel, to the point where it almost hurt. As Sasuke continued to ease his member into the warm and wet depths of his wife, Naruto palmed his shaft, and began to stroke himself off.

“Naruto,” Sasuke said, and the blonde jumped.

“H-huh?”

“Spread her legs.”

“What?”

“Spread her fucking legs - push them as far open as you can; don’t ask, just do it.”

Naruto gulped, but he leapt into action anyway. He had to make a clone to manage it without contorting his body - soon, one Naruto was holding Sakura’s leg to the left, while the other held it to the right. All the while, Sasuke had begun to thrust in and out of her, palming her breasts and devouring her lips, shoving his tongue into her mouth and making her moan and squeal like a horny little bitch.

It was so strange to see Sakura like this. Where had the dominatrix gone? The woman who had shoved Naruto onto the bed and ridden him as if he was merely cattle?

It was fortunate that the task of holding wide one of Sakura’s legs required only one hand; because both clones were more than busy jerking themselves off to contemplate the intricacies of Sakura’s personality shifts around Sasuke.

“Fuck her,” one Naruto whispered - the clone, perhaps a little emboldened. “Fuck her harder, Sasuke.”

As if adhering to the blonde’s plea, Sasuke did exactly that. Soon, he was practically slamming into the pink haired woman - his thrusts weren’t fast, but they were packed with power, with force, jolting the bed beneath them, Sakura jerking against him and moaning into his mouth.

It was all too much, for both of them. How much time passed? Five minutes? Ten? Sasuke was ashamed - typically, he lasted much longer. Naruto could at least pull fifteen minutes out of himself on a good night. But then, they both lasted near the same time, around eleven minutes.

Thankfully, Sasuke managed to make Sakura cum around the nine minute mark, a simple nudge to her clit and a tweak of her sensitive nipple doing the job.

Still, it was just… fuck; he didn’t know how to describe how hot it was to Sasuke to know that Naruto was watching. To know that Naruto was sitting there, impotent and powerless as Sasuke pounded this beautiful woman into the mattress. To know that he liked it.

And the same went for Naruto; to watch Sasuke dominate Sakura was like a dream come true. To hear her moan Sasuke’s name - to watch her glance in Naruto’s direction during the deepest throes of her orgasm and seemingly not even recognizing him. To see the woman he had once loved so lost in her lover’s cock that she seemed to lose a significant portion of her sanity when he was inside of her.

Both Narutos let out a grunt at the same time. The clone came first - he jerked himself off, shooting a few strings of cum onto the side of the bed. The original came second, some of his seed landing on the bedside while a small strand landed on Sakura’s foot inadvertently.

Afterward, the two of them could only pant, flaccid members sticking wetly to their thigh. Sasuke was still going though, still shoving his cock into Sakura - the angle offered by the position allowing him to penetrate so deeply that she swore he was hitting places she hadn’t known existed.

“Stop- fuck, stop holding her legs open,” Sasuke rasped.

“What?” both Narutos said, in perfect unison.

Sasuke’s chest heaved - because this, what was about to happen, was a scenario he had imagined so, so many times, more times than he would ever admit to anyone. “Dispel the clone… get back down there,” Sasuke said. “And watch.”

Naruto’s eyes widened - was Sasuke about to…?

The blonde had never scrambled so fast in his life. The clone was gone in an instant, and Naruto had thrown himself back down onto the floor… now he was poised, watching as Sasuke’s cock stretched out Sakura’s snatch again. His member visibly throbbed and twitched; he was close, so close, and now that everything was in place he could let loose.

Sasuke buried himself all the way inside of his wife. And with a grunt, he came deep inside of her, in full view of Naruto. The pulsating of his cock - the throbbing of it, the little grunts he let out… Naruto could almost envision the hot seed being injected deep into the pink haired woman. Sakura went still, moaning loudly, her toes curling.

Naruto merely watched, eyes the size of saucer, his a moment ago flaccid member swiftly restored to its erect state.

The Uchiha panted a little - fuck, he had came so… so hard. So much. He hadn’t shot that much cum into his wife since that two year dry spell the both of them had had. It was incredible.

He was still hard, too. With Naruto right there, with Sakura moaning beneath him, with all these filthy lecherous thoughts running through his head, Sasuke couldn’t even fathom the idea of going soft.

Sasuke let out a grunt, wringing out that last little bit of jizz into his wife. Then, he began to pull out - it took a while… Sakura was incredibly sensitive and Sasuke had a lot of cock to take out of her. Still, he was soon out - taking a few steps back and collecting himself.

Naruto, subconsciously or perhaps entirely aware of his actions, scooted forward. His face was perhaps a foot away from Sakura’s pussy - eyes focused directly on it. For a few moments her slit merely winked at him, still trying to yearn closed after the massive invasion that was Sasuke.

Then his cum came pouring out, and there was just… so much. It kept coming and coming, drooling down her thighs and staining the bed sheets, like some sort of lewd waterfall. Naruto stared at it, transfixed. He did this to Sakura almost every night - he left her looking so happy and satisfied, so fulfilled and full.

He could do the same to Hinata, Naruto thought. He could fill her up to the brim with hot cum, rock her world, then step aside and let Naruto have the sloppy seconds - which he would gladly indulge in. Fuck. Fuck.

Sakura gently spread open her folds, allowing even more of her husband’s seed to come pouring out. “What do you say, Naruto?” she purred, like a tamed cat - her hair was sweaty, her body in the same state… her skin flushed, her pussy pumped full of cum… she looked declawed, even.

Naruto shakily stood up, as did Sasuke.

“Yo- you know,” Naruto said. “I think… I think I could get used to this.”

“I could, too…” Sasuke murmured.

They glanced in each other’s general direction, yet were unable to look each other in the eye. Distinct flushes overtook each man’s face, even Sasuke’s.

“Let’s… let’s get going, Sakura,” Sasuke said, already pulling his clothes back on.

“What?” Sakura said.

“I think we need to - uh, let this stew for a few days,” Sasuke said. “You know… kind of… get what the fuck just happened organized in our heads; that’s probably for the best.”

“Yeah - I, I… I need to think,” Naruto said.

Sakura looked between the two of them strangely. “Alright…” she mumbled. “Just let me clean up and we can go.”

She disappeared into the master bathroom for a few minutes, leaving a thin trail of cum behind her. There was a total and complete silence left in her wake - Naruto and Sasuke stared at completely different corners of the room.

Maybe in a day or two or three, things would go back to normal. But for now, after doing that, the two men… well, they had seen more of each other than they’d ever expected to. Maybe a short break from each other was what they needed.

Sakura came back out a few minutes later, fully dressed and looking immaculate - she’d left her clothes in the bathroom, perhaps as a bit of foresight. Naruto escorted the two downstairs.

Naruto swallowed. “Uh… Sasuke? Sakura-chan?” he said, as he pulled open the door and hid his naked frame behind it.

“Hm?”

“Let’s… let’s say a week; give me a week to… think this over,” Naruto murmured. “Then call me. And if I’m still okay to do it, then… then we can take it to Hinata and see how that goes. Okay?”

“Alright,” Sakura said. “Have a nice night, Naruto.”

The Uchiha couple stepped out of the house - Naruto didn’t bother to give them more than a hurried ‘Goodbye!’ before closing the door behind them.

Sasuke sighed. “That was… an experience,” he grumbled.

“That was fun!” Sakura chirped. “And one week from now, we’ll see how much more fun you and Naruto will be having with Hinata,” she cackled.

Another sigh came from Sasuke. To think so much had happened in such a small period of time - hell, he was still reeling from the revelation that Naruto was… well… a cuckold. A voyeur? He wondered which term the blonde preferred.

“Let’s just get home,” Sasuke said. “One week to go, and until then, there’s no point dwelling on it.”

Sakura nodded. She grasped his arm and together, they flickered away. The Uzumaki house was as silent looking as it had been when Sasuke appeared on that street - the blinds closed, the lights all off.

Then, the curtains opened; the lights turned on. Everything looked normal at the Uzumaki house again - even if it was anything but.

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