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Naruto's Fetish (Remastered)	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 126575 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. This story is not meant for profit, but rather for the enjoyment of both the writer and the readers.

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Hey there. Fresh chapter right off the press, but first, some review replies.
anon21 - Naruko didn't give up being Hokage because Sasuke was a 'good fuck'. She gave up being Hokage because in that story, Sasuke had literally broken her mind and turned her into a cum slut with the Tsukiyomi.
Thatguy - I wouldn't anticipate that being the ending of this particular fic. But, I'm glad you're enjoying it regardless.
ANON Guest - Okay.
Ynk - I hope this chapter sates that! :)
Zod - Why would Naruto being trained by Jiraiya and Kakashi make him skilled in bed? What are they going to do, toss him into a brothel and say 'go get'em!'?
Jamescun - We'll have to see.
And now, with those out of the way, we can get to the story. Enjoy!
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“Sasuke-kun… please, fuck me.”
There was an incredibly long, tense moment of complete, total, absolute silence.
Sasuke didn’t do anything. He merely stared at Hinata - his mismatched eyes unreadable. She quivered beneath his gaze, her face progressively growing more and more red, until she resembled a beat or a tomato.
He glanced past her, almost as if he were expecting the blonde spikes of Naruto to come into view.
Sasuke took a deep, shuddering breath. And then, he talked. “Hinata…” he said, his voice soft, although clearly slightly strained. “What the hell are you doing?”
She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, avoiding those beautiful violet and obsidian eyes. “U-um…” she stuttered. “T-trying to s-sleep with you?”
He sighed. “Yeah,” said Sasuke. “That was the impression I got.” He put a hand against the doorframe, closing his eyes. “Hinata…” he began once more. “I- I’m not the… erm… I’m pretty sure that Naruto isn’t aware of this little visit, is he?”
Hinata slowly shook her head. “No…” she said, sounding like a mouse being trodden on. “H-He isn’t.”
She looked so small and frail, standing on his porch, seemingly closing in on herself. She shrunk before his piercing gaze, her pale eyes filled with a mixture of fear and… loathe as he was to admit it, lust. Hunger. A look he had long since gotten familiar with, considering it was the same look Sakura shot him morning and night.
“You don’t want to do this, Hinata.” Sasuke said, his voice low and deep. “It’s one thing when the both of us are doing it for the dobe - but this? This is an entirely different matter.” He paused. “Go home. Get back to sleep.”
He made to close the door - but she stopped him, throwing her body weight against it, catching him off guard and sending him staggering back a step or two.
“W-wait…!” she said. “Just… please, please hear me out, Sasuke-kun.”
A low growl escaped his throat. “You have one minute.” he said sternly.
“I-I can’t get you out of my head!” Hinata confessed, her face flushing. “You… you just won’t leave it! No- no matter what I do, all I can think about is you…” Her gaze drifted downwards. “... you and your c-cock.” A shudder ran down her spine. “Y-you have no i-idea the t-things it does to m-me…” she murmured. “Whenever y-you’re inside of m-me, S-Sasuke-kun… I-I feel so full. So c-complete. There’s no-nothing like it.” A pause. “I need it. I need you- I-I need your t-thing inside o-of me. Please…!”
Contrary to popular belief, Sasuke wasn’t heartless.
His instincts were telling him to slam the door in her face - to curse her off for attempting to do this to her husband. But… he couldn’t. There was something in her eyes - some sort of desperation so strong that it nearly took his breath away. She was pouring her heart out to him. It wasn’t her fault that he had done this to her - her body was just something she couldn’t control. It would hurt Naruto if he ever found out. But… it would hurt Hinata more if he just cut her off, cold turkey. For the last twenty seconds of the minute he had allotted her, two sides fought in Sasuke’s mind - the compassionate side, that was whispering promises of ‘Naruto will never find out’, and the cold logical side that was yelling ‘It doesn’t matter if he finds out or not!’
“Fuck…!” Sasuke growled, baring his teeth. “Fine- just… fuck it. Get in here. We do this once. Once. You got that?” There was a fire in his eyes, one that sent a shudder running down her spine.
A bright smile spread across her face, pearly white teeth nearly blinding him. “T-thank you!” Hinata blurted, stepping past him and into the house. Sasuke closed the door behind her.
He jerked his head. “Follow me,” Sasuke said. He took the stairs two at a time as he went up, Hinata following closely behind as he lead her to the master bedroom.
A firm hand pressed the door open, Sasuke stepping into the room without another word. Hinata cautiously strode in after him, examining his and Sakura’s bedroom with a keen eye.
Plush, red sheets on what was at the very least a king sized mattress. The wall paper was a glistening white, with blue curtains covering the windows that ran along one of the walls. Two dressers were parked side by side, some of the drawers open. On one dresser, she could spot what were obviously women’s clothes - and the other was filled with clothes that could only be Sasuke’s.
She directed her gaze back to Sasuke, before gasping - finding out that he had already stripped down to just his boxers.
“Get out of those clothes.” Sasuke told her, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Hinata gulped. She stripped down to her underwear, pulling her shirt and pants off and setting them down carefully on one of the dressers. Her panties were the next to come off, and then, her bra - Sasuke’s eyes trailing her naked body appreciatively.
He stepped up to her, and with ease scooped her up in his arms. Sasuke set her down on the bed, and climbed up onto the mattress with her, stripping off his boxers as he went. He wrenched her legs apart, giving his member a few slow pumps in order to get himself hard. And then, Sasuke positioned himself at her entrance, readying to thrust into her wetness.
“S-Sasuke-kun…?” Hinata’s piercing voice stopped him in his tracks.
Sasuke drew back slightly, his eyes half lidded as he looked at her. “Hmm?” he grunted.
Hinata hurriedly swallowed down a lump in her throat. “Do you…” she began before drifting off. Another harsh swallow. “D-do you t-think you could be… um… g-gentle?”
All the times she and Sasuke had slept together, he hadn’t been rough - well, except for that one time - but he hadn’t been gentle either, but rather somewhere in between. Naruto was always rough, and whenever she asked him to be gentle, he was always clumsy, often ruining the mood on accident.
Sasuke sighed. Once again, the infamous Uzumaki puppy dog eyes had felled him - it seemed that Hinata had easily been able to pick up what had originally been her husband’s technique.
He retreated his member from her entrance, instead choosing to lay the engorged appendage down on her thigh. Sasuke gripped her hips, pulling the indigo haired beauty close to him - her legs gently wrapping around his waist, locking in place.
Initially, he had planned on getting this the hell over with - but, clearly a change of plans would be necessary if he were to accommodate her request.
And so, he decided to start slow.
Gently, he leaned down, taking one of her breasts into his mouth. His lips suckled at her nipples, his hand cupping the outside, giving it an occasional squeeze. His other hand wasn’t dormant - instead it was carefully groping her right breast, nimble fingers teasing and tweaking her second nipple.
“Oh…” Hinata moaned, arching her back slightly. “T-that feels good, S-Sasuke-kun…”
He detached his mouth from one of her breasts, instead leaning upwards and nipping at the milky skin of her shoulder and neck - leaving small hickeys there, as his hands continued to knead her breasts like dough.
Already, she was growing wet - juices dripping from her hot snatch, leaking down and trickling over his shaft and balls. Sasuke adjusted his member slightly, until the shaft was positioned against her slit - and slowly, teasingly, he began to grind his hips against her, his cock sliding up and down, coating itself in her liquid fire.
He played her body like a well tuned instrument, plucking and pruning her up. Every now and then she would let out a shuddering moan, her legs only wrapping tighter and tighter around his waist. Her hands reached up, to wound loosely around his neck, pulling him even closer to her. The smell of her arousal filled the air, pungent.
Sasuke dipped down, retracting himself from her a tad, his member falling away from her slit. With his tongue, he teased her folds, a smirk plastered itself on his face at the gasp she let out.
With the skill of a professional, he began to eat her out, burying his head in between her creamy thighs. His tongue slipped inside of her, the Uchiha greedily lapping up her juices. She moaned and groaned, arching her back and jutting her chest out, her eyes darkening with lust.
A coil slowly began to wound itself in her stomach, tighter and tighter. The tension in it rose, to the point where a hair trigger could release it. That hair trigger being Sasuke giving her engorged clit a good nudge, sending her head over heels past the edge.
Hinata threw her head back, a guttural moaning escaping her throat. What seemed like a river of her juices flowed from her snatch, straight into Sasuke’s awaiting mouth - who slurped it up with gusto, loving the delightful taste of her honey. He normally wasn’t a fan of sweet things… but this was one of those times that he could make an exception.
He repositioned himself, pulling her close - his member once more resting on her thigh. Her legs wound around his waist once again, this time so tightly that he doubted he could even force her to allow him any room.
Sasuke hooked his arms around hers, his hands gripping the back of her shoulders firmly. With feeling alone, he pressed his enormous member against her entrance - the tip poking teasingly at her folds.
And then, with a soft pump of his hips, Sasuke slid inside of her.
A shuddering moan tore through Hinata’s body. It had only been a scant nine or ten hours or so since she had last experienced this feeling - but kami, she had missed it dearly. She hadn’t been lying to him, after all, there was nothing quite like the feeling of having him inside of her. It was a fullness she couldn’t bring herself to describe with mere words, a sense of completion akin to slotting the last piece into a thousand-piece puzzle.
Inch after inch of his delightfully long and thick cock slid into her hot and wet cunt. His head rested on her shoulder, his chest pressed against hers, their bodies so close that she swore that he could feel the thick thumping of her heart against her ribcage.
‘This feels so right.’ she thought serenely. Perhaps her mind was addled with lust - but she hadn’t felt this happy in a long time, since perhaps when she had given birth to Himawari. Oh sweet heavens above, what had she done to deserve this? Her husband… her husband, much as she loved him, just couldn’t complete her as Sasuke could.
She moaned, as he finally bottomed out inside of her, the mushroom head of his member squashed against her cervix. He was still for a moment. And then, Sasuke began to slowly withdraw - reaching perhaps the halfway mark, before gently thrusting back into her.
His pace was incredibly slow and steady, a complete contrast from when he had snapped and fucked her into submission. And yet, she couldn’t help but feel as if the same result was approaching. Every thrust seemed to fill her in ways she had previously thought unimaginable, hitting her in places she hadn’t known existed before tonight.
He was so deep inside of her. Where was he? She felt as if he were brushing against the back of her throat, her body seeming so small when you compared it to the thick rod that was impaling it.
One of his thrusts brushed ever so gently against her G-spot, and that was it for her. Once again, she threw her head back and screamed, as she came like she had never cum before, her walls rippling around his shaft. Only his strong arms and body held her in place, as he continued to thrust into her without ceasing for even a millisecond.
“Sasuke-kun,” she moaned. “Oh… oh, Sasuke-kun…!”
He knew that if he really felt like he, he could last much, much longer. But, looking at the state of her, it was probably best if he went ahead and wrapped this up.
Although his thrusts didn’t pick up in speed, they most certainly picked up in sheer intensity. Each one was like a sword driving deep into her, carving its way through her insides in the most pleasurable way possible.
His balls tightened beneath his shaft, his enormous member expanding ever so slightly.
“Where do you want me to cum?” Sasuke murmured into her ear.
“I-inside…” Hinata whispered. “P-please… d-do i-it inside…”
Last night, it had been a tease - he had no intentions of cumming inside of her then. But this time, he doubted he could pull out even if he wanted to, considering the death grip her legs and arms had on his body.
One last thrust drove home inside of her.
And there was a moment of peace, of quiet, where the only sounds were of their breathing. Sasuke drew back slightly, his mismatched eyes staring deeply into Hinata’s pale ones.
He came.
Thick, fat ropes of cum spurted from the mushroom head of his enormous member - shooting deep, deep within the indigo haired beauty. Her cervix faltered beneath the assault, and soon copious amounts of his jizz had seeped past it, flooded her womb with wave after wave of his seed.
Hinata came once more, just from the feeling of him blowing a delightfully massive load inside of her. She could only shiver against him, bucking her hips slightly, as warmth spread inside of her, filling her, sending a tingling sensation shooting from her toes to the crown of her head.
“T-thank you…” she moaned. “Thank you…”
And then, he was done.
She was filled to the brim. There was enough cum inside of her to impregnate an entire village. She felt so full, so warm, as if she had just devoured a feast and had decided to lay down inside of a sauna afterwards.
He made to pull out, but she stopped him, wrapping her legs around him even tighter (if that was possible).
“No, p-please!” Hinata blurted. “S-stay inside o-of me…”
Sasuke sighed. “You know,” he said. “I have things to do.”
She stared at him.
“U-um… d-do you t-think you c-could…” Her face flushed. “T-take me a-along with you?”
Another sigh. “Oh… for fuck’s sake.” he grumbled. “Fine.” A pause. “Keep your legs wrapped around me, and make sure your hands are too. I’m going to need my hands.”
She nodded, tightening her grasp around him.
Sasuke eased himself off of the bed - bending down to swipe his phone from his discarded pants, before pulling the door open, and striding out into the hallway, Hinata still impaled on his thick and meaty cock. He took the stairs slowly, Hinata moaning with every step he took, as he was still buried balls deep within her.
Five minutes later, he found himself seated in the living room - attempting to write down something while at the same time peering around Hinata’s thick indigo strands.
“W-what a-are you doing…?” she asked, her head resting on his shoulder.
“Paying bills.” Sasuke answered simply. “Damn television - I remember when you all you could do was read, or go outside and. But now Sakura’s either passed out upstairs, at the hospital, or watching this stupid fucking thing. Ten thousand ryo for a fucking cable package… argh.”
Hinata chuckled. “B-Boruto u-used to s-stay awake a-all night, just watching the T.V.” She said. “A-at least… until I-I made him go to bed.” A pause. “Himawari w-was b-better about i-it, though.”
He felt rather uncomfortable upon her mentioning Himawari - and decided to just drop the conversation altogether. Sasuke scrawled down his signature on one of the bills, before pushing it out of the way. He made to start reading the next paper - before his phone began to ring.
He picked it up, reading the caller ID. ‘The Dobe’ aka Naruto.
Sasuke glanced at Hinata. “Be quiet,” he told her.
He answered the phone.
“What’s up, Naruto?” Sasuke said.
“Nothing right now, but...” Naruto said from the other end of the line. “I need you to come up to the office. I’ve got a meeting with the daimyo's ambassador and I want you to come up here, stand behind me while I talk with them, and looking intimidating. Alright?”
“Alright.” said Sasuke. Incidentally - he forget that at that very moment, he had a beautiful woman sitting in his lap, impaled on his massive cock. And as he moved, his shaft nudged her G-spot, forcing a loud and piercing moan to spill from Hinata’s lips.
A pause.
“What the hell was that?” Naruto asked.
Sasuke stared at Hinata - who had turned stark white.
“I’m…” Sasuke began. “... watching porn.”
Another pause.
“For fuck’s sake.” Sasuke heard Naruto grumble. “You seriously couldn’t pause it for a conversation with me? Really?”
“Heh. Sorry about that,” Sasuke said. “I’ll come up there as soon as possible. See you.”
“Bye.” Click. The line went dead.
“I-I’m sorry…!” Hinata blurted out, as he placed the phone down on the couch. “I-I-”
“Shh…” Sasuke murmured. “It’s fine. Now, here’s what we’re going to do - you’re going to get yourself cleaned up, and you’re going to go home.” He gripped her chin tightly, making sure that her gaze was locked with his. “This goes without saying, but this never happened. Sakura and Naruto can not know about this. Got it?”
Hinata gulped. “G-got it.” she said.
“Good.”
He made to stand up - but she stopped him. “S-Sasuke-kun…?” she said, rather nervously.
“Hmm?” he grunted.
“T-thank you.”
Sasuke sighed. “It wasn’t a problem.” he said.
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She stared intently into the mirror, a dark look on her face.
Hinata, hours later after all the lust and pleasure had finally faded away, had come to realize something. She had cheated on Naruto. She had appeared on Sasuke’s doorstep, and had begged him to fuck her.
Oh… oh and he had. He’d taken that majestic cock of his, and had broken her down into a moaning and quivering mess with ease. And much to her shame, she had loved every moment of it.
It was one thing, when he had forcibly came inside of her. But it was a transcendent experience when it was consensual - better than anything she had experienced before. She had hit nirvana, screamed out his name. Even now, globs of his load still leaked from her slit. Her womb was at least still half full, and considering the amount of cum he had packed into her, it wasn’t all that surprising that six hours later, she was still filled with it.
And look at her now.
Flat on her back in the bed - her legs spread wide, her hands holding her pink folds open, Hinata watching in the mirror as Sasuke’s seed steadily spilled from her gaping hole.
And… and he was coming over tonight too. She couldn’t conceal her giddiness; she wasn’t going to be filled up once today, but twice. It was a dream come true.
What would he teach her and Naruto tonight? Already, they had covered blowjobs and cowgirl. What was next? She felt like a little kid in the academy again, eager for her next lesson - although there was a distinct difference between learning a jutsu and learning the best way to get fucked by a man who was not her husband.
She eased herself off of the bed, shuddering as drips of cum began to leak down her thigh. Hinata strode over to the dresser, pulling open the top drawer. What should she wear? Lingerie? Mmm… violet or red? Or better yet, maybe she shouldn’t wear anything at all…
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Something occurred to Naruto, late in the day - as the sun waned, and the streets of Konoha filled with people going to and from various leisure centers throughout the city.
It wasn’t totally out of the ordinary for someone to have two fetishes, now was it?
Longs hour of menial work gave him plenty of time to think. About life. About… his situation with Sasuke.
His friend, his old rival… fuck. ‘There’s something wrong with me,’ Naruto thought, rubber stamping a building permit. ‘Something seriously wrong.’
It wasn’t normal, to get hard at the thought of watching his wife get pounded senseless by his best friend. It wasn’t normal to look forward to it every day, jerking his cock off to the sight of his wife riding Sasuke to completion. And most of all… it wasn’t normal to relish in his inferiority - to relish in the fact that he could never please Hinata as Sasuke could.
A shudder ran down Naruto’s spine.
Hinata… oh, how he loved his beautiful, innocent and demure wife. At first, he had thought she had been at her most beautiful on their wedding day - hair done up, makeup accentuating her already pretty features, that white kimono looking so amazing contrasted against her curves… but, Naruto had found that she was even more beautiful somewhere else.
Namely, impaled on Sasuke’s massive cock, writhing beneath him, crying out his name in mind numbing pleasure. Even now, her soft voice echoed in his head. “Sasuke-kun, Sasuke-kun!” So filled with lust, and hunger, hoarse from how much she had screamed and moaned.
Naruto closed his eyes, willing down his erection.
His sex life had never been better. Every night, after Sasuke was done fucking Hinata into submission, Naruto got his own turn with his wife - and he always went wild. It was just so hot, the idea of being her sloppy seconds, of jamming his cock into her stretched out folds, knowing that she was practically numb to her husband’s member as a result of Sasuke’s terrific love making.
“Fuck…” Naruto growled, leaning back in his chair. His hands ran through his blonde spikes, blue eyes widening.
Slowly, subtly, he glanced around his office. Empty.
“Cat, Dog.” he said. “Leave.”
Two puffs of smoke announced the departure of his ANBU bodyguard.
And then, Naruto undid his buckle, pulling his pants down and freeing his hardened member. Soon, he was stroking himself as quickly as he could manage, his face flushed, his eyes closed.
Hinata, on her back, Sasuke’s massive cock jammed deep inside of her. “Sasuke-kun, Sasuke-kun!” she cried out, clawing at his back as he fucked her.
“Oh… fuck…” Naruto moaned.
The paperwork on his desk lay forgotten.
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Naruto sighed.
“Yeah.” he said, phone pressed to his ear. “I understand. No, tell Sakura it’s fine. Mmm hmm. Alright. Talk to you later.” He pressed the ‘end call’ button, before setting his phone down. Naruto sat down at the foot of the bed, sighing. “He’s not coming, not tonight at least.” he told Hinata.
She whined. Flat on her back, legs wrenched open, her glistening folds revealed - Hinata was quite the sight. She pulled herself up from her erotic position, a pout on her face.
“Did Sakura finally get away from the hospital?” Hinata asked.
Naruto nodded. “Maa… whatever.” he said. “The teme can’t come over every night,” Naruto murmured. He crawled onto the bed. “Want to try that new position Sasuke taught us?” he asked.
“W-which one?” Hinata asked.
“Mmm… the one where I’m lying down.” he said. “I want to try the other one, too, but I’m a little tired for that today.”
“Alright.”
A moment later, and Hinata was straddling Naruto - his member inside of her snatch. Soon she was bouncing up and down on top of him, Naruto moaning and groaning, his eyes closed, his cheeks flushed.
She kept a steady pace, her hands resting on his chest.
Hinata stared at him, pale eyes trailing his blonde hair, his tanned skin, his whiskers.
“Hinata…” he moaned, as she continued to go up and down on top of him.
She bit her lip. Hinata closed her eyes, throwing her head back. ‘Sasuke-kun…’ she thought, repressing a moan, as black hair and mismatched eyes appeared in her mind. She intensified her pace, until soon she was bouncing up and down like a jackhammer, thick slaps echoing throughout the room.
It wasn’t long before they came.
“Hinata!” Naruto groaned, shooting a small load into her.
‘Sasuke!’ she thought, a moan spilling from her lips.
Hinata collapsed onto his chest, his arms wounding around her torso.
“I love you…” Naruto murmured, kissing her forehead.
She smiled sleepily. “I love you, too…” Hinata whispered.
‘I’m… I’m a terrible person.’ she thought.
Hinata had to bite her tongue, to stop the words from spilling out - to stop herself from confessing what had occurred between her and Sasuke that very morning. She stared up at Naruto as he slowly drifted to sleep, his breaths slowing to a crawl.
It was strange. Here she was, lying on her husband’s chest - his flaccid member still inside of her, a tiny rope of his seed in her as well. She should be all his. And yet, nothing could be further from the truth. Her mind longed for the caress of a different man. Her womb was still caked with Sasuke’s dried cum. And kami… she knew it was awful, she knew it was terrible, and yet she couldn’t help but wish beyond all else that Sasuke would actually show up the next night.
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