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Naruto's Fetish	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 233323 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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“We should do this more often.” Sakura said, grinning at her best friend - Naruto - who sat beside her. They were at Ichiraku’s, sitting side by side as they slurped away at bowls of ramen. Sakura was on her second bowl, while Naruto was… predictably… starting on his second dozen bowls.
“Yeah.” said Naruto. “It’s been a long time since you and I have just… ya know, hung out, Sakura-chan.” He gulped down the last of a bowl, sliding another in front of him. “So… how have you been?”
“Alright.” she said. “Sasuke-kun was gone on his mission, so I had to double down at the hospital to keep myself distracted.” Sakura grinned slightly. “He did give me a present last night when he got home… so I suppose it was worth it.” She glanced at him. “If I wasn’t a medical nin… it’d be a miracle if I was walking right now. He’s just so big, so good…” Her eyes turned distant, her legs rubbing together. “I mean - of course you of all people should know how big he is,” she said, emerald eyes locking with his blue ones. “He did tell me that he was paying a visit to Hinata-chan as well.”
“Yeah…” Naruto said, rubbing his neck. He could still taste Sasuke’s cum in his mouth, considering he had spent the better part of an hour eating out his creampie that he was dumped into his wife. “Anything else?”
“Oh!” Sakura perked up. “Can you believe what Ino-buta said yesterday? She was talking about-”
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Was it in? Should she ask if it was in?
Hinata pursed her lips together, resisting the urge to glance down. From the way he was grunting and groaning, it had to be inside of her. His arms were wound tightly around her, his thighs slapping against hers as he bottomed out inside of her, again and again - not that it was much of a challenge for him.
“Oh fuck, Hinata…” Naruto groaned. “Shit… you feel so good.” He took a deep breath, burying his head into the valley of her breasts. “Does… does it feel good for you, too?”
She gave him a hollow smile, stroking his sun kissed spikes with a gentle hand.. “As long as you feel good,” she said softly, her voice soothing. “I feel good too, sweetie. Just keep going.”
He smiled. Naruto didn’t last long - it had been awhile since he’d been inside of her, and despite the lack of her natural lubricant, she still felt unbelievably good.
Naruto thrust inside of her, and with a gasp he came - spraying a tiny little load into her cunt. It almost seemed to reject his seed, spitting it out as swiftly as it could manage, until nearly all of it was drooling down her leg.
He dropped to her side, panting. “I-I... uh… I’m sorry I didn’t last long.” Naruto murmured, unable to meet her gaze.
She rubbed his chest reassuringly. “It’s alright.” Hinata said softly. “Just go to sleep - you’ve had a long day.” Using the sheets, she wiped his seed off of her thigh.
“You mean… I can-?” Naruto began.
“Just for tonight.” said Hinata. “Just… don’t get upset if you hear me say some things in my sleep.” She flushed. “Sasuke says that I talk when I’m dreaming about… certain things.” Like having a fat cock stuffed into her snatch, so big and so thick that she could hardly breath when it was inside of her.
He pursed his lips together. “Alright.” Naruto said after a moment. He leaned down to kiss her on the lips - but she tilted her head slightly, so he merely brushed her cheek. “Good night, ‘nata.” he said, tucking his arm around her.
“Good night…” she said, her tone slightly strained.
An hour, maybe two passed, and Naruto simply couldn’t find himself able to sleep. At some point, Hinata had rolled over - unraveling herself from his arm.
He heard a rustle. Naruto shifted slightly, holding his breath as he glanced at his wife; who it seems, was awake as well. Her phone was out, Hinata hurriedly lowering the brightness so as to not flood the room with light.
Naruto saw her pull up her messages, and then tap on Sasuke’s name - affectionately titled ‘Sasuke-kun’ with a heart surrounding it on both sides. She quickly typed out a text.
‘Need some. Come over?’
A moment later, and her phone buzzed. ‘Give me a minute,’ Sasuke had replied. ‘Sakura’s being extra feisty tonight.’
Naruto quickly closed his eyes once more, once Hinata rolled back over.
She was… they were… wow. Naruto felt almost… giddy. Had it really gotten to the point where all it took was a mere text for his wife to receive the pounding she deserved? He could feel himself harden once more, glad that his member was small enough to be concealed beneath the blankets - if Sasuke had been in the same position, everyone in the room would have been well aware of his arousal.
Hinata was clearly under the impression that he was still asleep. They both knew that if he actually was asleep, that he’d be practically dead to the world. And so, she spent some time nudging him to the side, until he was teetering on the edge; allowing her and Sasuke all the room they needed once he got there.
Using his spare key, Sasuke entered the Uzumaki household. Creeping through the halls and up the stairs, he slipped into their room - closing the door gently behind him.
He stripped, Hinata activating her byakugan so as to gaze at his cock despite the darkness of the room. Sasuke climbed onto the bed, Naruto knowing so based on the way the mattress dipped down slightly from his weight.
“We have to be quiet…” Hinata murmured.
Naruto could almost hear the smirk in Sasuke’s tone. “Why?” his best friend said. “It’s not like the dobe will mind - he likes it.”
Hinata smiled. “I know that,” she said. “But… I want this to be private.” A small sound, like the pressing of two pairs of lips together. “He tried so hard to please me… but he just can’t give me what I need, not like you can, Sasuke-kun.”
“Shh…” Sasuke said. “Just relax, Hinata.” One of her small moans hit Naruto’s ear. “I’ll give you what you need.”
Soon, the bed began to shake, the springs squeaking. Hinata tried, oh she tried to be quiet - but it was impossible, with a stud like Sasuke pounding her, she could never hold her desires in. Moans and mewls, groans and cries - the most she could do was muffle them, either by pressing her head into the pillow or by pressing her lips to his.
Naruto could hear every wet smack of Sasuke’s thighs against Hinata’s. He felt the bed move and shift beneath him. He could smell Sasuke’s musky scent and Hinata’s sweet one mixing, along with the stench of sex. It was intoxicating. It was just what he needed.
“I’m cumming, Sasuke-kun,” he heard Hinata whimpered. “Oh… oh… I’m cumming…!”
Naruto slipped a hand beneath the sheets. He- he couldn’t help himself. Sasuke and Hinata were far too distracted in each other to notice, and soon he was stroking himself, one of his blue eyes half open as he watched Sasuke’s silhouette pound Hinata’s.
When Sasuke came, Naruto could almost hear the jizz being pumped into his wife, injected so deep into her that he was sure her insides would be caked with his seed for a month.
Naruto repressed a moan, squirting his pathetic little load into the inside of his sheets . And, on the other hand, his best friend had just deposited an absolutely torrential load into the warm and wet womb of his wife.
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Hinata was so happy that morning, bouncing around the kitchen with a grin on her face. Of course she should be happy, Naruto thought. Sasuke’s seed was probably still sloshing about inside of her, having washed out the tiny amount of jizz Naruto had put into her himself.
“Here,” she said. “Have some more tea, honey.” Tipping the pot over, she refilled his glass of sweet tea - before putting the teapot back onto the counter.
Himawari and Boruto ate quickly. Himawari had a meeting with one of her friends from the academy, and Boruto said that he had promised to hang out with Sarada and Mitsuki before they went on a mission later that day. That left he and Hinata alone in the kitchen.
“Hinata…” Naruto began. “I-I’m sorry.”
She blinked. “What are you sorry for?” Hinata asked, glancing at him.
He avoided her gaze. “I heard you and Sasuke last night.” Naruto murmured darkly. “He… he had to finish the job, ‘cuz I couldn’t.” Naruto glanced down at the table, his fist balling up at his side. “I’m sorry for not being good enough.”
Hinata sighed. “Shh… sweetie, it’s okay.” she said, stepping over to him, gently caressing his cheek. “So what if you’re not as big as Sasuke? Or as thick?” She smiled at him. “You’re still Uzumaki Naruto - you’re still you. You’re my husband. And even if Sasuke owns my body…” She pecked him on the cheek. “You still own my soul.” Let’s call it 60/40, she decided inwardly.
He smiled. “So… it doesn’t matter?” he said. “The size?”
Hinata chuckled. “Oh… it does matter.” she said. “You’re going to be spending a lot more time eating out Sasuke’s creampies than you would have hoped,” she teased. “Don’t worry.” She pressed her lips to his. “You’re still better at eating me out then Sasuke is. It’s not like he’s better at everything, honey.”
Naruto neglected to mention that Sasuke didn’t need to eat a girl out normally - all he needed was to stick his dick inside of them, and they were putty in his hands. But… he decided not to say anything, to preserve the moment.
He was Uzumaki Naruto. He shouldn’t be ashamed of who he was - what he had, or what he could do. He should just be… him.
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Later that night, after Sasuke had pumped yet another load into Hinata, he unveiled something that both shocked and horrified her.
“Naruto.” he said. “Hold her down, will you?”
The blonde grinned, hopping off of his couch and grabbing her arms - a clone popping into existence beside him, to hold down her legs.
In his hand, was a chastity belt. “I had this specially made.” he said. “Enhanced with chakra resistant elements, made of steel of the finest quality - it’s nigh unbreakable, even with your gentle fist.” He smiled, wounding it tightly around Hinata’s waist. He twisted a key into it, firmly locking and closing off access to her pussy; also consequdently locking the jizz he had dumped into her womb inside of her.
“No…” Hinata whined. “W-what are you doing?”
Naruto grinned. “Well… you’ve been a bit of a bad girl, Hina-chan.” he said. “So Sasuke and I decided that we’re going to teach you a lesson.” He let go of her arms, his grin widening as she fumbled with the chastity belt. “That thing is going to stay locked for a whole month. You won’t be getting anything until then.”
Her eyes widened. “A-any- any what?” she blurted, feeling as if the world was crashing down on her shoulders.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Sasuke murmured huskily, stroking his long and thick cock - Hinata licking her lips at the sight of it looking so majestic, like a tower of meat jutting out from his crotch. “For the next month… this cock is off limits.” He smiled, his eyes glinting malevolently. “For the next month, no one is allowed to touch you. Not me, not Naruto, not yourself.”
She almost shook in fear. “N-n-no-o…” she whimpered, trying in vain to break the lock with a well aimed Juken strike. “No… no… no…!”
Sasuke’s smile widened.
“Well…” he said, standing up, his cock bouncing hypnotically to the ex-Hyuga. “Hima-chan is waiting for me in her room.” He turned. “I’ll see you later, Hinata, Naruto.”
“Nooo!” Hinata cried - reaching out after him, only to fall off of the bed, the chastity belt clanking. “No, please, please, please don’t do this!”
He was already gone. Sasuke had the only key to her chastity belt - and while Naruto could probably break it if he truly felt like it… he had to admit, watching his wife squirm was strangely adorable.
Hinata’s eyes widened, the ex-Hyuga glancing down. Some of Sasuke’s cum had seeped out past the chastity belt, dripping down her thigh and onto the floor.
She almost felt like she could cry.
Sasuke smirked, padding down the hall until he reached Himawari’s room. He opened the door and closed it behind him. Himawari was on her back, legs spread and glistening folds revealed for Sasuke’s viewing pleasure.
“Is everything alright with kaa-san?” asked Himawari.
“Hinata’s just fine.” he said. “She might be a little… irritable for a while.” An understatement if there ever was one. “Now… how do you want it tonight, Hima?”
“I wanted to… erm… talk with you about something first.” she said, her cheeks flushed a light tint of pink. Himawari pointedly avoided his gaze, her blue eyes instead focused on his chest.
“Sure.” he said, eyeing her strangely. He climbed onto the bed, setting himself in between her legs - his engorged member resting on her thigh. “What is it, Himawari?”
Himawari swallowed the lump in her throat, her gulp audible to Sasuke. She looked… cute, reluctant as he was to use that word, all flustered like that, her lips parted, cheeks tinted a faint pink. Clearly, some vestiges of her innocence remembered - even after he had quite literally fucked most of it out of her, corrupting her inside and out with his cock.
They both knew that he had claimed her body. Her pert little breasts, her plump lips, her tight little cunt… he might as well have owned them. Like mother, like daughter, Sasuke supposed - watching as she struggled to form the words that she wanted to tell him.
Finally, it seemed, she was ready. “I-I…” Himawari began, her voice soft. “I want your baby, Uncle Sasuke…” she murmured. She took a deep breath, locking her bright blue eyes with his mismatched ones. “I want you to… to impregnate me. To make me yours… for good.”
He stared at her for a long moment, Himawari wincing beneath his blank gaze.
Sasuke sighed softly. “Have you… talked this over with Hinata, or Naruto?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No…” she said. “I wanted to leave it up to you to decide.” Himawari bit her lip. “I… didn’t take my birth control today,” she told him. “If you want to - you know… you know what to do. And if you don’t… we can just do whatever else you’d want to do, I guess.”
Sasuke reached forward, brushing a small lock of indigo hair out of her eye. “My child…” he murmured. “You would really want to have it?” said Sasuke. “To carry my seed in you for nine months, to raise him or her for eighteen years?”
Himawari gave him a determined look. “I don’t want you to act like I’m talking this lightly, Uncle Sasuke.” she said, her voice low. “I’m ready. Y-You need to restore your clan, don’t you?” Himawari pointed out. “You’ve already got Aunt Sakura. So why not add me on top, just to help ensure the Uchiha’s survival?”
He was silent for a moment. But, he leaned down, pressing his lips to hers, his tongue sliding into her warm mouth. Her thin arms wound around his torso, pulling him closer as they passionately kissed.
“There’s no going back if we do this.” Sasuke told her, their lips a mere inch away from each other - the two lovers so close as to appear as if they were still kissing.
Perhaps, if he had been a lesser man, there was a chance that this particular night wouldn’t result in the conception of their child. But Sasuke knew better. His seed was potent, his loads massive - so large as to be enough to fill a pint glass all the way up to the brim with his sticky jizz. If he came inside of her, and she wasn’t on birth control… her pregnancy was practically certain. She would carry his child, and help to continue the legacy of the once- no, still great Uchiha clan.
Her face was serene, her lips curled upwards in a breathtakingly beautiful smile. “I love you, Uncle Sasuke.” Himawari whispered, pressing chaste kiss to his cheek. “There’s no going back… and I don’t want to go back. I want you to take me, I want you to plant your seed in me. Just do it.”
“Alright.” he breathed.
He was gentle. With his mouth and hands alone, he played with her. He teased her rosy nipples with his tongue, nipping and biting at them as well. A finger slid into her glistening folds, the digit immediately being soaked in her juices. He nibbled at the creamy skin of her neck and throat, leaving dark purple hickeys that would likely stain her fair skin for days… not that she minded.
Sasuke knew her so well. He knew exactly what buttons to press and where to press them, forcing ripples of pleasure to course through her. He built her up, a coil tightening in her stomach, ready to burst. And yet, he avoided that one spot - her clit - knowing that he was torturing her by doing so. A mere nudge would drive her over the edge, and yet he refused to even dare breath on the engorged nub. Her attempts to touch it herself were quickly foiled, Sasuke holding both of her hands down above her head with one of his own.
“Fuck…” Himawari whimpered. “Pl-please…”
He smirked. “Please what, Hima-chan?” he asked, his hot breath tickling one of her nipples. “What do you want? Tell me.”
“Oh… kami…” She wiggled her hips. She was trapped - hands and legs penned down, helpless to resist as he forced her to tell him exactly what she wanted. “Please…!”
“That’s not telling me.” Sasuke said, his voice low and husky. His cock was hard enough to cut diamonds, pulsating against her thigh. He wanted to fuck her so bad, to feel her inner walls grasping at his member… but before they could get to the good part, he wanted her to beg. And they both knew it was only a matter of time before she gave in.
And give in she did.
“F-Fuck…!” she groaned. “Just… just… just fuck me,” Himawari blurted out. “Take that long cock of yours, and give it to me good. Fuck me, fuck your baby into me, I need it, I need it so badly, Uncle Sasuke…!”
He chuckled. “Oh… you bad, bad girl, Himawari.” Sasuke scolded jokingly. “What would your mother think to hear you like this?” Then again, her mother was in the other room, likely trying her hardest to pry off that chastity belt and get to the gooey creampie he’d left inside of her twat. “Ah… I suppose it doesn’t matter.” Sasuke leaned down, until his lips were right beside her ear. “I’m going to fuck you nice and good, Hima-chan…” he murmured, his hands running up and down her curvy body.
They kissed, tongues swirling in the space between their mouths. Sasuke gripped the base of his throbbing member, lining the stiff pole up with her entrance. They shared a groan as he slid inside, her inner walls clutching at the sides of his shaft as if her life depended on it.
“Mmm…” she groaned, her legs wrapping around his waist. “So big…” A little wiggle of her hips sent shivers of pleasure up and down both of their spines. “You fill me up so well, Uncle Sasuke.”
He smiled. “I think just Sasuke will do, Hima-chan.” he said softly.
“Alright…” Himawari said. “... Sasuke-kun.”
His pace was slow. And yet, his incredibly long and thick cock seemed to hit everywhere inside of her. Himawari glanced down at the place where they were joined, watching as his member forced her to submit, her pussy lips stretched lewdly around his immense girth.
He was gentle when he didn’t even have to be, Himawari dimly realized. If she were to be completely honest with herself, he could pound her like a jackhammer, and she’d go along with it - screaming and moaning like a bitch in heat. And yet he didn’t.
“You look so beautiful, Hima.” Sasuke murmured, nipping at her neck. “So tight…” He gave her a thrust, his shaft nudging her G-spot and forcing a long groan from her mouth. “So fucking gorgeous.” Another thrust. “You could have had any other man aside from me… and yet you chose me.” Yet another thrust. “Why?”
“Even I don’t know the exact reason…” Himawari murmured, her voice soft. “But… I don’t think it matters now.” Her back arched, a groan escaping her lips. Kami, he was so deep. “I just… I love you so much, Sasuke-kun.”
He smiled. “I… I love you too, Hima-chan.” Sasuke said.
Something dawned on the young Uzumaki. This wasn’t their normal, raunchy fucking, where he forced her to come again and again with a combination of his massive cock, and skilled hands and mouth. No… this was something else entirely.
They weren’t fucking. No, instead, they were making love. And that thought, more than anything else, filled Himawari with a infectious giddiness that she had never felt before.
Maybe, she would never be as important as his first wife, her Aunt Sakura. Maybe, her body could never compare to the incredible figure of her mother. And yet, that didn’t matter to him. He loved her all the the same, as Uzumaki Himawari. And… maybe… if he and Sakura were willing… maybe he would love her as Uchiha Himawari some day.
She could only hope.
“Faster, Sasuke-kun.” she groaned against her ear. “Harder… give it to me… give me your all.”
Sasuke smirked..
And then, as if a switch had been flipped inside of him, he began to pound her, as if he were a hammer and she was the nail. His cock burrowed its way into her cunt, so deep that Himawari could hardly breath as he filled places she hadn’t even known existed before. Every thrust, every kiss, every caress, served as a reminder that she was his.
He was so big compared to her. And she didn’t just mean his cock - which, on its own, was on the verge of being too huge for her He was just so… huge. His burly frame dominated her thin one. She felt suffocated by him… in a good way, if that was possible. If he truly wanted to, he could hold her down and use her body as he pleased, and she would be helpless to resist. If she even wanted to resist, that is.
She came again and again, her orgasms so potent that she could scarcely believe she was still conscious. Her broken moans bounced off the walls of her room - so loud that Sasuke was forced to silence her with a kiss, lest they risk waking up Boruto. Himawari wasn’t sure why he was worried; her brother was practically dead to the world until ten o’clock in the morning, at least.
Himawari could feel him throbbing inside of her, his enormous member readying itself for a creamy end to their steamy session of love making. His thrusts became shaky, his grunts and groans like music to her ears as he neared his limit.
She orgasmed one last time, and that was it. As her walls tightened around him, Sasuke drove himself as deep into her as he could go, his member popping through her cervix, and entering her warm and fertile womb.
Like a geyser he exploded, hot jets of his sticky cum filling the beautiful Uzumaki. She clawed at his back, shivering violently as he inseminated her. So deep. So good. The warmth spreading inside of her was so delightful, like a birthday cake to put an end to what had been one of the best nights of her life.
Finally, he stopped. His member acted like a seal, holding his seed inside of her womb, the liquid unable to escape down her canal. He panted softly, while Himawari on the other hand was breathing fast and hard as if she had just run a marathon.
“We can… tell them it was an accident.” Sasuke murmured, blowing a damp lock of black hair out of his eye. “That the birth control didn’t work… and that you didn’t realize it until it was too late.”
“Sounds good.” Himawari said. She gasped - as he slowly began to move inside of her, his cock as hard as ever.
“What?” Sasuke said with a smirk. “We’ve got to make sure, don’t we?” He leaned down, digging his teeth into her neck to leave yet another hickey. “It’s only one o’clock, Hima-chan.” he mumbled. “We’ve got all night.”
She shivered at the sheer promise in his words. And soon, he was thrusting in and out of her anew, her moans and gasps filling the room.
After that, everything was lost in a haze of bliss. Only one thing was certain - yet another child of the clan Uchiha had been created. Sarada was the beginning of its rebirth. And his and Himawari’s child would be yet another stepping stone on the path to rebuilding his clan.
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