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Lust, Love, and Friendship	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 47457 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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This chapter has been a long time coming, and I apologize for the delay. There's really no tangible reason for it, but oh well. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter -- don't forget to leave a review telling me what you think; I'll really appreciate it.
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One week — he had exactly one week, seven days, one hundred and sixty-eight hours before he, Sasuke, and Sakura took the case to Hinata.

But, in the end, Naruto decided to circumvent what he had said a little.

He’d tried to hide what he wanted from all three of them, and in the end, Sakura and Sasuke had found out anyway. And they’d accepted him; embraced him for who he was. For what he wanted. He was a voyeur, a cuckold, a- a- normal human being with likes and dislikes just like any other.

Hopefully, Hinata would understand.

He did want to ease her into it though; Naruto figured, wisely, that dropping something like that on his shy wife would have to be handled carefully. And what better way was there to take that sort of news then with some alcohol on the side?

Four days into the week, Naruto came home from work to find Hinata silently reading a novel, curled up on the couch and clad in a pair of fluffy pajamas.

“Welcome home, sweetie,” she said, glancing up from her book to give him a smile.

“Hinata,” Naruto said, shrugging off his jacket. “I… could really, really use a drink.”

“It’s kind of early, isn’t it?” she murmured.

Naruto looked at the clock. “It’s… nine, honey,” he said.

“W-well…” Hinata’s cheeks turned pink. “T-that is early for drinks, isn’t it?”

He chuckled. “Come on,” he insisted. “It’ll ease the nerves. I know you and I could both use one, actually. Things have been a little stressful as of late, no?”

Well, not for him… mostly. But Hinata was still plagued by both sinful and regretful thoughts about their little arrangement with Sasuke and Sakura — a fact he knew well. She still felt guilty about feeling so good when she slept with Sasuke; after all, she wasn’t aware that Naruto enjoyed it just as much, if not more.

“I guess,” she murmured, tugging at her sleeve. “I’ll- I’ll go get the glasses and the sake,” Hinata said, standing up with a nervous smile curling her lips. Naruto sat down on the couch as Hinata went into the kitchen; he heard her open up cabinets, he had the clink of glasses, and then, she came back into the living room.

Hinata sat down beside him, handing a small glass to him. He accepted it; she undid the top of the sake bottle she’d brought, and filled up both of their glasses half way.

With a light tink, they tapped their glasses together — Naruto downed his in one go, while Hinata gingerly sipped at it. She giggled feverishly, her cheeks steadily turning a plump shade of red as she drank more and more of the sake.

As Hinata was pouring their second round of shots, Naruto decided to broach the question. “So,” he said. “There is something I wanted to tell you, Hina… and… well, I thought some alcohol might make the news a little easier to digest.”

Hinata took a sip of her glass, before lowering it back down. “What it is, honey?” she said.

He had thought about this a lot the past few days — and in the end, he’d come up with an elegant way to go about it. It would be perfect; the best way to keep things orderly, to make sure she was liable to go along with it. He knew exactly what to say.

“I-I want to watch you have sex with Sasuke!” Naruto blurted, cheeks turning pink.

And it was not that.

“Wha- what?” Hinata stammered, and she turned pink as well… perhaps a shade darker than Naruto. “Did you say that you- well, uh…” And then, that shade of pink turned to a plump red-apple color.

“Uh… fuck.”

He sighed.

“Hinata,” Naruto murmured, reaching forward and clasping her hands in his. “Do you know what a… kink is? As in, a sexual one?”

“I- I guess…”

“Well… everyone has one. Everyone. And- mine is… uh… you know. Watching.”

“Watching?”

“Mmm hmm.’” He swallowed. “You know, sitting there right beside the bed while Sasuke has sex with you. It’s just- it makes me feel so good. You know?”

“It does?”

“Yeah,” Naruto whispered. “I get so damned hard. And when I watched Sasuke fuck you, it was… something else. When I-” He gulped. “When I saw that he was bigger than me… it was like electricity going through me. When I saw how much you were enjoying it… God, you have no idea, Hina.” He panted lightly, his face red from the exertion of confessing all of this to her. “I’m not sure what it is.”

“What do you mean?”

“Whether it’s me being a voyeur or… something more,” Naruto said. “It could be, you know, a mixture. It’s better when I see you getting fucked, but I can see other women get pounded and enjoy it, just not as much. It’s weird.”

Hinata frowned. “So, when we d-did those things with Sasuke-kun and Sakura-san?”

“It was a ploy,” he admitted. “I wanted to- try it out. To see how it felt in person, y’know? And it was so good. So damned good.”

“Do they know about it?”

“They didn't at first,” Naruto said, unable to meet her gaze. “But they figured me out. Sakura-chan first; she told Sasuke afterward. And they- they accepted me, Hina… they were okay with it. They even let me try it out, with full knowledge of what I wanted to see. I watched Sasuke fuck the living hell out of Sakura right in front of me, and it was just… amazing… just so amazing. You have no idea.”

He continued to ramble on and on, and he talked for quite a while; Hinata sat there, hands folded in her lap, a serene look about her as she gazed at her husband.

The way he talked about it…

It was with the same conviction that he had talked about becoming Hokage, if a little less. Only a step below the conviction he’d had to save Sasuke. This pleasure; this kink, or fetish, of his was evidently very, very important to him. It made him feel good — and it was only natural to want things that made him feel good.

And she, Hinata, held the key to his good feelings in her palms.

How could she refuse him?

“Honey, honey,” Hinata said, scooting close to him, wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling him close. “It’s okay. We- we can do it.”

“We can?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

Hinata swallowed. “Whenever you want.”

“Three days from now.”

She blinked, but said nothing about it. “Okay,” she whispered. “Three days. And- uh… can- can we do something to… adjust it? Just to make it a l-little more comfortable for me.”

“What’s that?” Naruto asked — he was grinning from ear to ear, so brightly that Hinata was positively stunned by it; she found herself grinning too.

“I don’t want Sakura-san there. At least, the first time,” she whispered. “It was awkward enough seeing her in there, but it’s just-” Hinata sighed. “I always feel so inadequate around her… when she talks about how active her sex life is with Sasuke-kun, there’s this part of me where I feel like… you… might… eventually… prefer her to me.” She said the last part very quickly.

“What?” Naruto said. “What would make you think that, Hinata?”

“She’s… bouncier; and more active. And if she can keep a man like Sasuke-kun in check I don’t want to know what she could do to you…”

Naruto wasn’t sure if that was a backhanded comment or an innocent observation; he wasn’t going to ask, either.

“Oh for the love of… Hinata,” Naruto said. He threw himself forward, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close — she gasped as she was thrown up against his broad chest. His lips were an inch away from her ear. “I love Sakura-chan, but as a friend; she’s my best friend, you know this. But saying that I’d eventually prefer Sakura-chan over you is like saying I should be worried about Kiba stealing you away because the two of you are best friends.”

“I-I know it’s silly,” Hinata whispered. “It’s just-”

“It’s just nothing.” He kissed her on the cheek. “Not a damn thing is going to happen that’s romantic between Sakura-chan and me.

Hinata was silent for a good minute — Naruto sitting there, keeping her close to him.

“Okay,” she murmured. “I’ll- I, uh, I still d-don’t want Sakura-san to be there. Please. Just- just to make it more comfortable for me, Naruto-kun. And I’d a-also prefer if we were to do it here, at our house. I just want-”

“Shh. It’s fine. Whatever will make you feel the best, Sasuke and I can work with it. Our house, their house, our old apartment… wherever you want. It doesn’t matter to me.”

Hinata smiled into his embrace. “T-thank you, Naruto-kun,” she said.

“Three days,” Naruto mumbled, pulling away from her. “Man, this is going to be the longest three days of my life, isn’t it?”

Hinata giggled, her cheeks a happy tomato red. She smoothed out the front of her chair, brushing her bangs out of her eyes.

“I’ll go make the arrangements with Sasuke. I don’t know how Sakura-chan’s gonna take it when I tell her she can’t come, but, oh well… we’ll see how that goes.”
—-
“Oh thank God,” Sakura huffed. “Finally, I can have the house all to myself! Thank you, Hinata!”

Naruto blinked.

“Wa- wait, what?” he said. “You’re happy not to be there?”

“Well, I mean, it’s fun and all. But, you know, ever since Sasuke-kun came back home for good… well, call me crazy, but I really miss having all that awesome ‘Sakura-time’. You know, kicking my legs up on the table, belching like a guy, eating all I want and watching some chick flicks.”

Naruto scratched his chin. “Well, I guess…”

“There is one thing I do want to tell you,” Sakura said. “Sit down, Naruto.”

They were in the Uchiha family’s living room — Sakura sat down on the sofa, and Naruto plopped himself down a moment later. She was clad in a t-shirt and some shorts, he still draped in his Hokage garb.

“You need to realize that…” Sakura inhaled. “Okay, look. You know how finicky Sasuke-kun can get, with all that guilt weighing down on him. He really does feel like he still has to atone for what he did all those years ago still…”

“I know, Sakura-chan,” Naruto said. “But what does that have to do with this?”

“Look, Naruto, I’m going to be frank. You’re not as good in bed as Sasuke-kun is; there’s nothing wrong with that, but… well, that’s just how it is. He’s bigger. He’s thicker. He has a hell of a lot more experience than you. I’m not trying to shame or insult you, I’m just trying to be factual. But the important thing is that Hinata realizes this. It would take an idiot not to realize that Sasuke can fuck a woman much better than you can through no fault of your own, Naruto.”

“So?”

“So?” Sakura said. “Sasuke’s going to feel guilty if you handle this incorrectly, Naruto,” she told him. “He doesn’t care about what Shikamaru or Sai think when he sleeps with Temari or Ino. But you, Naruto? You’re his best friend. If Hinata starts craving sex with him… if she starts… well… the thing is, be careful.”

“What are you suggesting then? Should I, like, ration how much sex Hinata and Sasuke have? Should I ask him to go easy on her? What am I supposed to do, Sakura-chan?” Naruto said.

“I’m not sure,” she murmured. “But, there is a big difference between you and Shikamaru slash Sai. You like watching your wife get fucked.”

“I do,” Naruto whispered.

“So make it obvious,” Sakura told him, leaning a little closer and lowering her voice. “Sasuke doesn’t deserve to have that kind of guilt hanging over his head. So, make it absolutely clear to both of them that you don’t care how good the sex is. Hell, if Hinata ends up enjoying sex with Sasuke more than she does with you, then that’s a good thing considering your kink.”

“I thought I’d made that obvious enough,” the blonde muttered.

“Well, I mean — it- it’s easy to underestimate that kind of stuff,” Sakura said. “People like Sasuke and Hinata… their kinks are pretty normal. But me and you? I like to dominate people, Naruto. Sasuke doesn’t realize that; he really just lets me sleep with you and the other guys because he gets to exercise my kink. He wouldn’t let me dominate him even the slightest bit because he just doesn’t realize how important it is to my sex life. And Hinata? I don’t know what her kink is, but she clearly doesn’t have the big picture of yours. She probably thinks it’s just some innocuous thing — but you and I both know it’s bigger than that.”

“Yeah…”

“I doubt my advice will help you much. You can only make it so obvious to them before you have to let nature take its course.” Sakura sighed, leaning back and shaking her head. “But you get what I’m saying, right?”

“I think so.”

“Good.” She reached a hand over, placing it on his knee. “I want you to be happy, Naruto. I know you’re doing the right thing by experiencing your kink like this, in the safest manner possible. But you can’t let yourself hurt other people in the process.

“Nobody’s going to get hurt,” Naruto murmured. “I promise.”

Sakura smiled. “I hope the three of you have fun,” she said earnestly.

Naruto allowed a smile to tug at his lips as well.

“I hope so too,” he said.

—-

The details were worked out with Sasuke via text messaging. A date, a time, a place — there was nothing that would impede what was going to happen now.

On the exact minute Sasuke had said he would arrive, there was a knock at their door.

Hinata audibly gulped. Naruto rubbed her shoulder reassuringly, before standing up and heading to the front of the house, peeking through the window to make sure it was him before wrenching open the door and greeting him warmly.

“Sasuke!” the blonde said, grinning from ear to ear.

There he was, clad in that big black cloak of his, looking as tall, dark, and charming as ever. His hair had been brushed back from his rinnegan eye, and it seemed for that night he would wear a look reminiscent of his youth — hair spiked up in the back, his rinnegan eye and his not-so-matching ebony eye staring directly at Naruto.

“Good evening, Naruto,” Sasuke said placidly. He looked past the blonde, at the blushing ex-Hyuga on the couch. “Hinata.”

“Come on in, Sasuke!” Naruto beckoned, gesturing Sasuke inside. He waited at the side of the door for Sasuke to step inside, and once he did closed the door behind the Uchiha. “Alright,” Naruto said, smiling toothily. “How are you guys feeling?”

“I’m fine.” “A-a little nervous…” Sasuke and Hinata respectively recited their feelings on the matter at the same time.

Sasuke finally saw what Hinata was wearing. It was a simple, sky-blue colored kimono — tight and clinging to her curves, though Sasuke was positive that wasn’t the intention. He figured that the intention of her wearing that… was so she could dispose of it quickly. A thin sash was all that prevented her voluptuous body from spilling out, and judging by the way her breasts were so pronounced against the front of the kimono, he had to guess she wasn’t wearing a bra. And the only reason he knew she was wearing panties was because she hadn’t bothered to cross her legs, and he could stare quite clearly up her kimono as he walked around to sit in a chair beside the sofa.

She blushed as she noticed that he was looking in her direction. With red cheeks, Hinata pressed her bangs out of her eyes once more — Sasuke vaguely remembered her wearing her hair rather long when they were younger, at least right after the war, but now it was short; cropped in a manner that framed her soft, round face.

“I’m surprised that you didn’t want Sakura here,” Sasuke commented, still looking at Hinata. “I would have imagined she would have made it more comfortable for you.”

Hinata laughed nervously. “I guess you imagined w-wrong…” she mumbled.

Naruto made a strange face; he hadn’t told Sasuke why Hinata hadn’t wanted Sakura to join in on their little party that night. And he wasn’t planning on telling him either. It was her business — and he wasn’t keen on making his wife’s insecurities known to his best friend.

Sasuke smirked. “I suppose I did,” he said. “Let me guess: nervous she would upstage you in front of Naruto?”

Hinata shot a look at Naruto — who blinked, bewildered. The blonde mouthed: ‘I didn’t tell him anything!’ at her.

“H-how did you know?” Hinata stammered, cheeks turning redder and redder.

“Educated guess,” Sasuke murmured. “But I wouldn’t be worried about that, Hinata. Sleeping with Sakura and sleeping with you are two very, very different things — and Naruto experiences the side of my wife that most men aren’t too fond of… the side that turns him into a whimpering mess after fifteen minutes of been ridden like a horse.”

Naruto blanched. “I don’t think I got quite that far,” the blonde said.

The Uchiha chuckled. “You should have seen that moron Sai the first time Sakura got her hands on him,” Sasuke said, smirking. “He looked frightened out of his mind — shivering like a someone with hypothermia by the time he and Ino walked out of our house.”

“Wish I coulda seen that…” Naruto mumbled.

Hinata laughed. “Does she really scare them that much?” she asked Sasuke.

His smirk only grew wider. “Shikamaru looked as if he was about to have a heart attack after she was finished with him,” Sasuke murmured. “He told me afterward that Sakura definitely topped Temari in terms of ‘scariness’ when she really got into it.”

She giggled. “Maybe I shouldn’t have been so worried,” Hinata whispered quietly, leaning toward Naruto so Sasuke couldn’t hear her words. “She might be a little more ‘energetic’ than me, but I doubt you would want to b-be limping every time we spend a night with her and Sasuke…”

Considering the fact that he’d only half-paid attention to Sakura when they had slept together, and she’d seemingly gone easy on him, he wouldn’t have been surprised if that was the result. “You aren’t kidding…” Naruto mumbled.

Hinata giggled once more, leaning back, a relaxed smile curling her lips, still flushed face looking much more content rather than tense as it had been before.

“Are you two ready then?” Naruto said, after a moment of comfortable silence.

“Hm.” Sasuke pursed his lips together. “How about a drink first? Let’s loosen our nerves a little before we get into anything.”

“Sure,” Naruto murmured, standing up and stepping over Hinata’s feet, walking into the kitchen. “Sake fine?”

“That’s fine,” Sasuke said. Hinata nodded her head in agreement. Naruto disappeared into the other room for a moment — Sasuke absentmindedly examined the living room while HInata…

… well, Hinata felt a little adventurous. She allowed her eyes to ‘wander’... and she finally allowed herself to get a good look at Sasuke for perhaps the first time in her life. She had seen him before; she had looked at him before. But did it really count when the longest she’d spent gazing in his direction had been when he was steadily pumping his length into her, and she was mewling beneath him.

He was a good looking man. She knew that; Sakura and Ino had spent plenty of time gushing over him in the years of their youth — many a day had been wasted away at the onsen, listening to the two fangirls pass back and forth detailed descriptions of Sasuke. In their genin years; even a little into their chunin years before everything had gone awry and times of relaxation passed.

Age had refined his features. Boyish features had turned into the broad, stern features of a man hardened by war and years of travel. His eyes were enchanting — while she adored the blue eyes of her husband, there truly was something about the mismatched gaze of Sasuke.

She blushed prettily, looking away from him before he noticed. What an improper thing to do, staring at another man even considering the circumstances… yet, it would be a lie to admit it didn’t send a thrill down her spine. It was — well, she had seen him looking at her earlier. And… if he liked the looks of her as much as she liked how he liked… what was wrong with it? It wasn’t as if Naruto or Sakura were opposed to them getting closer so long as it remained a platonic relationship outside of the bedroom.

Hinata swallowed a ball of hot lead in her throat, fanning her face with a hand as they awaited Naruto’s return.

Which, thankfully, did not take too long. With a clone carrying three glasses and the original Naruto carrying the bottle, they stepped back into the living room. Once the glasses and the bottle were placed on the table, the clone dispelled promptly. Naruto uncapped the bottle, pouring into each glass a heaping amount of honey-colored sake — he handed a glass to Sasuke, then to Hinata, then took one for himself.

There was no need for a toast; Sasuke took immediately took a sip of his, Naruto downed the entire glass in one great gulp, and Hinata drank about a third of the glass in one go, eager to calm her nerves.

She wasn’t much of an alcoholic; but really, over the past three days, with the knowledge of Naruto’s ‘kink’ burned into her mind… well, the sake really helped.

It was a few minutes of comfortable silence, spent doing nothing more than drinking. But once they were all done with their glasses, a second one wasn’t poured. There was no use procrastinating, after all — it was show time.

They went up to Naruto and Hinata’s bedroom, the blonde taking the lead while the other two trailed behind him. He opened the door, gesturing them inside before carefully shutting it behind him, slightly anxious despite the fact that both of their kids were out of the house.

Sasuke eased himself onto the bed, laying his head on the pillow and smirking. “Well, this is comfortable,” he commented.

Hinata stood at the bed’s edge, but went no further. Her fingers fiddled with the sash of her kimono, and her flush got darker and darker as time went on. Naruto stayed at the doorway — he sensed it would be better to stay out of it… for now. It was better for Sasuke to ease Hinata into this, Naruto thought.

“What are you waiting for?” Sasuke murmured. “We’ve done this before, Hinata. I don’t want to have to practically force you every time, especially when we both know you want it.”

She gulped audibly. “I-I’m n-nervous…” she whispered.

Sasuke chuckled.

“What?” he said. “Do you need a little encouragement, Hinata?”

“E-encouragement?”

His smirk grew ever wider — and without an ounce of hesitation, he peeled off his shirt right before her eyes. She gasped; which was amusing, considering she’d seen far more of him before. The ‘far more’ which he was about to reveal incidentally, as he slid his pants off and kicked them off of the bed, leaving him there in just a pair of boxers. With his smirk still in place, Sasuke slipped off his boxers, then clasped a hand around his member.

He looked at Hinata, shamelessly staring at her ample curves — heavy breasts, wide hips, voluptuous body. And he began to stroke himself. She watched, in awe, as he hardened, grew erect, his member throbbing in his hand.

“Mmm…” Sasuke groaned. “How about you get on the bed and ‘help’ me, Hinata?”

She nodded her head wordlessly, easing herself onto the bed, almost tripping over her feet in the process.

“Ho- how do you want me to h-help?”

“Stroke me,” Sasuke said simply. “Wrap your hand around my cock and stroke me, Hinata. That’s all you need to do.”

Again, she nodded wordlessly — after a moment of hesitation… she dipped her hand down, wrapping it around his member and moaning as she felt him pulse in her hand.

She’d done something like this with Naruto… once or twice. Not much, since her husband was very easy to arouse most times. And — well, she’d remembered enjoying it.

But this was a tad difference. Sasuke was quite a bit girthier than Naruto was; wrapping her hand around his length was… different. He was so hard… throbbing in between her fingers, veins pulsating before her very eyes.

On sheer instinct she stroked him, pale eyes taking in every inch of his member. It was… beautiful in a way. Elegant. She almost wanted to dip her head down and see how it tasted, too — but her anxiety prevented that for happening quite yet.

Naruto had stripped naked in the meantime, and he himself eased onto the bed as well… trying to minimize his presence so as to not interrupt them.

“Alright, Naruto,” Sasuke said. He batted Hinata’s hand away. “I think I know how we should do this the first time around — the first time that we’re all aware of what’s going on at least.”

“What do you want to do?” Naruto asked.

“Fuck your wife,” Sasuke said. He grasped both of Hinata’s hands, pressing her onto her back and putting her hands above her head — when he let go she didn’t move them, and that allowed him, with ease, to undo her kimono. Once that was taken care of he flung it to the side, leaving her clad in nothing but a pair of blue panties that were obviously damp in the front.

“You want me to-”

“We’re going to treat this like a threesome,” Sasuke murmured. “So, yes. You’re going to fuck your wife for a little bit — then you can tag me in and I’ll take over. Alright?”

Hinata smiled slightly. “T-that might be a little m-more comfortable for me,” she said, hands still not having moved from above her head.

“Oh… uh… alright. Sure. Cool with me,” Naruto said. He gave his member a few strokes, only having to gaze at his wife’s body to get himself nice and hard.

Truthfully, he was more than eager to cut to the ‘fun’ part with him — namely, watching Sasuke fuck Hinata instead. So, without any interlude, Naruto pulled the front of his wife’s panties to the side, slipped his member into her folds, and began to thrust away.

She smiled up at him as he thrusted his cock into her, tiny moans spilling forth from her lips.

Hinata had come to realize a few very key differences between her husband and Sasuke.

Sasuke had technique. He had finesse. When he fucked a woman, he went out of his way to pleasure them — twisting his cock, deepening how far he could thrust, purposefully continuing foreplay like nibbling at her neck or fondling her breasts. He’d make her feel sexy when she was being fucked; he knew exactly how to thrust into her in order to get her closer to that eventual orgasm.

Naruto was the opposite. He lacked all technique — he thrusted into her with wild abandon, not caring for how or where he was doing it, or how deep, or how much she enjoyed it so long as she showed some sign of enjoyment. That reckless attitude could work for some things… but for sex, relentless, mindless thrusting didn’t do much.

And there was the size difference.

Naruto wasn’t small. Not by a long shot — he was a good deal bigger than most men, in fact. Yet, when he was sheathed all the way inside of her… HInata felt as if there were something lacking. A tiny bit of her that wasn’t satisfied. As if Naruto only needed to be an inch longer, in girth or in length, to fill that hole… yet he had long since grown himself out.

Then there was Sasuke.

It was easy to tell the difference there: when Sasuke nestled every inch of that cock inside of her, she felt full. She felt like she was on top of the world — he made her feel so good and it wasn’t his fault or Naruto’s. It was just… something.

Still, that didn’t stop her from wanting to encourage her husband.

“Come on baby,” Hinata whispered.

Naruto grinned, continuing to thrust into her.

But, in reality, he was really uncomfortable. As was Sasuke.

Naruto liked to watch; Sasuke liked to be watched. And what they hated most was doing the opposite. Naruto had trouble staying hard knowing that Sasuke was watching him with Hinata; the only reason Sasuke had stayed hard was because he’d closed his eyes and thought back to the other day when Sakura had given him the lapdance of a century.

After a few minutes, Naruto just couldn’t handle it anymore. “Alright!” he said, pulling out of Hinata. “Your turn.”

Sasuke’s eyes snapped open. “Excellent,” he muttered. He took his position, settling in between Hinata’s long, long legs with a smirk curling his lips. He gave his cock a few good strokes — Hinata was practically purring with anticipation, hands still above her head; on sheer instinct she spread her legs wider

He pushed himself forward, pressing the mushroom head of his member against her rapidly wettening folds. The large-chested woman shuddered as he entered her, biting her lip and looking away from Naruto, not wanting to look her husband in the eye as another man slipped his cock into her depths.

Sasuke paused for a moment — he’d slid fully two inches inside of her.

He pulled out… slowly… until the tip, the very tip of his cock was left inside of her. He put his hands on her shoulders, and with a grunt, thrust all the way inside of her, every inch, every vein of his cock sheathed into her sopping wet cunt without a millimeter to spare.

She moaned. Loudly. “”G-god!” she hissed, unable to stop her hips from gyrating back against him. “It’s- it’s-!” There it was. That fullness; that fullness that Naruto… just couldn’t achieve. She had missed that feeling.

Sasuke smirked, before drawing himself back and thrusting every last inch of his cock into her again. And again. He set a pace and stuck to it — it was a brutal pace… not fast, not slow, but steady… but more importantly, it was powerful. Every thrust caused the bed to creak beneath them; her breasts bounced up and down, her pussy clenched almost painfully around him.

Naruto couldn’t even prevent himself from acting on the urge to stroke himself — it was only moments after Sasuke entered his wife that the blonde began to touch himself.

“S-Sasuke-kun…” Hinata moaned, as the Uchiha continued his relentless assault on her body.

“Don’t just sit there,” Sasuke muttered in Naruto’s direction. “This is a threesome, remember? Do something.”

‘Oh, right…” Naruto murmured.

He wasn’t really sure what to do, with Sasuke thrusting away into his wife’s cunt and Hinata looking oh so satisfied with that thick clock plugging her up. The blonde idled for a moment — before learning forward, taking one of HInata’s breasts into his mouth. One of Naruto’s hands fondled her other breast… his second hand was still busy stroking himself off.

It was a little much for Hinata to be fair. She was still relatively green in the area of sex — having her breasts fondled, her pussy pounded by a nice and fat cock… not to mention when Sasuke began to nudge and ground on her clit a moment later… well, it was a lot to take in.

A coil wound tighter and tighter.

She was being swept in a wave, a tsunami — taken to a place she’d only experienced in dreams. Minutes passed as she tried to withstand the assault, but she just couldn’t — it was too late. Before she could do anything more than let out a lingering moan, Hinata came… her walls clenched around Sasuke to the point where he had to thrust three times as hard to achieve the same penetration. She moaned right into Naruto’s ear, and it wasn’t lost on the blonde that it was because Sasuke had done such a good job satisfying his wife’s pussy.

“Alright,” Sasuke said. “Let’s switch again.”

Naruto chewed the inside of his cheek — and with obvious reluctance, he swapped places with Sasuke. The blonde eased himself back into his wife’s depths a moment later… and was it just him, or was she the tiniest bit looser after Sasuke had pounded her so thoroughly? It would make sense — Sasuke was only two or three inches longer than Naruto, but he was certainly a good deal thicker.

The blonde never thought that fucking his wife would be satisfying, but it really was. Sasuke was right there. Naruto wanted Sasuke to fuck Hinata. He was sure that Hinata wanted Sasuke too even if she wouldn’t admit it. Why didn’t Sasuke?

Maybe it was that guilt thing that Sakura-chan had mentioned.

But Naruto couldn’t bring himself to care about Sasuke’s ‘guilt’ when his wife needed a hard fucking.

Naruto thrust into Hinata for a few minutes, but it was clear he was slacking off on it. Hinata stared into his eyes — and it was as if they both knew exactly what they would prefer in that moment. It would be better if Sasuke was in place of Naruto; Naruto’s turn could wait for after Sasuke left. That was fair. That was normal for them, now.

After a few minutes, Naruto, again, couldn’t deal with it anymore.

“Your turn!” Naruto said hurriedly, scurrying out of the way, waiting with bated breath for Sasuke to take his wife again.

Sasuke appeared surly — it was with borderline glee that he took his place in between Hinata’s legs again. And this time, she wrapped them around his waist. She was giddy as he eased himself back into her depths… moaning freely as he sheathed himself all the way inside of her in that glorious way. The Uchiha leaned down, caressing both of her breasts with his hands and nibbling at the porcelain skin of her neck — he began to thrust into her, and soon she was melting beneath him, moaning and purring and feeling so damned good. And Naruto was of course stroking himself off to the sight.

“Damn, you’re tight,” Sasuke growled. A thrust. “And hot.” Another thrust. “And so wet.” A thrust that left him planted inside of her to the hilt — he paused for a few moments, grinding his hips against her, having to resist the temptation to kiss her as he would Sakura in this position. She shuddered as him.

“Sa- Sasuke-kun,” Hinata moaned. He looked up — she gazed into his eyes. And the look she gave him was… frightening, almost. Not because it was Hinata, but because of what it seemed to transmit. That she loved this; that she loved his cock. That she hardly seemed to acknowledge her husband right beside her.

An overwhelming guilt tore at Sasuke’s gut — with a grunt he tried to pull out… only to find that Hinata’s legs, wrapped around his waist, prevented him from doing so. “Time to switch,” Sasuke growled. She didn’t move — neither did Naruto. “Time to switch!” he repeated.

“No,” Naruto whispered.

Hinata wound her hands around Sasuke’s back. “C-come on,” she urged him.

“Fuck her.” “F-fuck me.”

Sasuke blinked.

“Fuck her!” Naruto repeated.

The Uchiha looked between the two, stunned into silence. And without another word spoken, he began to resume his thrusts into Hinata’s sopping wet cunt. He thrust harder, faster, guilt gnawing at his gut yet the feeling of a tight pussy clenching around his cock seeming to help cancel that. And Naruto’s watchful eyes only further aroused him.

“I can’t go much longer,” Sasuke murmured. He was in the middle of one of his most prominent sexual dreams — a busty woman sprawled out beneath him, somebody watching every motion that the two of them made, and no inhibition or circumstances to stop them. He was so damned hard. It was incredible just how good his kink being fulfilled could make him.

“Then cum, Sasuke,” Naruto said.

“Where?”

“Inside of her.” Naruto’s cock throbbed in the blonde’s hand — the thought of Sasuke doing that to his wife was almost too much.

“You sure?”

“D-do it,” Hinata whispered.

Sasuke’s lip curled. But if both of them were asking him to — and his primal mind was screaming at him to do it… then he would do it.

His thrusts grew faster and faster, up until the point where his hips were a blur and wet slaps echoed throughout the room. Hinata’s moans picked up in volume; Naruto continued to stroke himself.

“Fuck!”

Sasuke hammered himself into her cunt with one final thrust, burying himself balls deep inside of her.

And he came.

There was one final difference between Naruto and Sasuke. Where Naruto had a respectable load… Sasuke’s were absolutely massive.

Add on top of that the fact that this was his first time cumming inside of her, and well…

Hinata came for a second time around his cock as her greedy womb was figuratively filled to the brim by his bubbling hot seed.

Sasuke continued to pump in and out of her throughout his orgasm, grunting and groaning with every jet of cum that shot into the busty ex-Hyuga. A moment later, Naruto came, several strings of somewhat watery cum splattering across his belly.

“Fuck…” Sasuke whispered once more, as he thrust into Hinata in order to get the last few strings of cum out.

If she’d thought she had felt full before, with every inch of his cock sheathed inside of her, then she had no idea what she felt like in that moment. It seemed as if every inch of her insides had been painted white — she felt so hot and content, a hand pressed against her stomach and a moan spilling past her lips.

Sasuke pulled out of her pussy with a wet slop, having to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from groaning as he watched his thick cum begin to spill forth from her slit. Hinata rolled over onto her side, purring like a tamed cat, and went still.

Naruto and Sasuke proceeded to stand up.

The Uchiha sighed.

“Well?” he said. “Was it worth it? Was it worth the wait?” Sasuke asked.

Naruto nodded fervently, a grin plastered on his sunny features. “That was… awesome,” he said. “Seriously fucking awesome. I can’t- just… thank God you and Sakura-chan and Hinata are okay with him who I am.”

A slight smile curled Sasuke’s lip. “I’ll admit it — I enjoyed that. It’s much better knowing that you’re there, watching me, instead of having to rely on Shikamaru or Sai glancing over whenever I made their wife cum.”

The blonde chuckled. “You heading out, then?”

“Mhm.” Sasuke wiped the juices off of his cock using the sheets on top of the bed, before pulling on his clothes. “I’ve got some things to do and I don’t want Sakura to worry about me. So, I’ll be going. Enjoy the rest of your night.”

“You too,” Naruto said, grin widening.

Sasuke stepped out of the room — a few minutes later, Naruto heard the front door close.

Naruto eased himself onto the bed, intent on rolling Hinata over for a steamy round of sex… yet, it seemed she had already fallen asleep. Her hands were pressed against her belly almost lovingly — Naruto could almost imagine Sasuke’s hot, thick cum stewing in there. It was probably going to be leaking out of her for hours if not days..

He shook his head slightly.

“We can do it in the morning,” Naruto whispered, slipping beneath the covers and pulling the blankets over Hinata. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close, burying his head into her indigo hair. “Good night, Hinata.”

It wasn’t long before they were both asleep.

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