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Secrets of the Hidden Leaf	By : Sessakag Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 114078 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Chapter Nineteen
- 7
- 8
- 9
Chapter Eight

May 19, 2011

Her heart was hammering, pounding against her chest. Face pressed to the soft cushions, Hinata wavered, wanting it but scared. She hadn’t gotten a chance to open the kit, to see how long, how wide the plugs were. They hadn’t talked about which one to start with or how they would use it. She’d have to trust his judgment, to put faith in his hands.
The idea was terrifyingly erotic.
She was face down, toes barely touching the floor, ass in the air and on the verge of having a foreign object stretch her bottom. A toy she’d never laid eyes on. It was almost like her experience with the blindfold. The uncertainty. The vulnerability.
She was in the dark, so to speak.
Vulnerable.
Exposed.
At the mercy of her boyfriend.
Even more frightening was thinking about how she would react to it. With just his fingers, she enjoyed the strokes inside her rear end, was turned on by his careful pounding, but this wasn’t his fingers. This was something bigger than digits. Unexplored territory. She didn’t know if she’d like something bigger in her hole, if she could relax enough to enjoy it.
And after.
When it was over.
Would he still look at her the same way?
If she didn’t like it, if she reacted badly, or in a way that was out of character, would he look at her different?
The thought alone was scary.
She wanted to be what he wanted. Wanted to please him but…
Soft lips pressed against her stinging bottom, his finger whispering over her forbidden entrance.
“It’s your call, Hinata,” he told her, “We can try it out another time, there’s no rush.”
She swallowed, gathering her courage, reminding herself of how they’d gotten here in the first place.
She bought the kit.
She made the decision to open herself up physically and emotionally to the love of her life. This was about her too. She wanted to please him, but he wanted to please her too. They were both opening themselves up for a deeper connection, one that would expose their insecurities in ways that wasn’t always comfortable.
She took a breath.
She wanted this. Not just for Naruto, but for herself too.
And she was determined to go through with it.
“N-Naruto-kun I…let’s…use the kit.”
He was silent behind her and she almost straightened to see what was wrong. The memory of his earlier edict to stay still along with the subsequent spanking kept her head where it was.
Desire twisted in her tummy.
His authoritative voice, reinforced by the hard slaps to her bottom made her wet. Made something inside her hot and squirmy. She liked when he was forceful, when he told her what to do…and when he made her bottom sting with his hand. She jerked, wrenched from her thoughts as his palm glided over her cheeks again, squeezing and kneading the pliant flesh, groping her with hands that were more than a little rough.
Her body stirred.
“Let’s do it then, ‘ttebayo.”
His voice was rough, coated with lust. She shivered, releasing a shuddering breath.
Cool air brushed her wet core as he moved. Her eyes closed, panting softly with anticipation, listening to him shuffle around the living room. Her breath hitched as the sound of the anal kit container opening reached her ears. Tension coursing through her body as more sounds reached her ears. The unraveling of plastic, the shifting of the box.
Moments later, she felt the heat of his body as he moved back between her legs.
Her heart was pounding again.
Her mind half fearing something large and hard was about to be violently shoved inside her bottom. That even if he was gentle with the toy he’d chosen, that the action would feel more like a violation of her body rather than an exploration of sexual proclivities.
“You trust me, don’t you sweetheart?”
The low question cut through her anxiety, the answer coming instantly to her lips.
“Yes.”
His hand smoothed over her buttocks, sliding down to stroke the tension from her thigh.
“Then I don’t want you to worry, okay baby? I want you to enjoy this, not be scared.” he murmured, “if it hurts, tell me. If you don’t like it, tell me.”
She swallowed, taking a shuddering breath, before nodding.
He moved again, the sound of a top popping off then back on reached her moments before she felt the brush of his lubricated fingers against her anus. She pushed out gently as she’d read in her book, relaxing as much as her panicked imagination allowed. Two thick fingers slipped through tight muscle, the sensation offsetting a flame inside her abdominals.
A low moan left her lips as she was catapulted back to the frenzy of earlier. Hips lifting in supplication as he began a moderate pace, stroking hers insides deep enough to make her clit throb. The slippery thrusts spreading warm lubricant along her clenching channel. The wet suction of his fingers pumping her tight butthole was shocking, erotic to hear. The arousing squelching growing louder as he increased his pace, slamming his moist digits in and out with enough force to wake her body up.
Bliss pebbled over her skin, the awakening of a new and welcome sensation involving the tingling nerve endings at her rear sucking the air from her lungs.
“Ooooohhh.” she moaned, fingers gripping the chair beneath her.
She trembled, mind spinning.
It felt so good.
The pounding cadence of his wet digits driving her crazy.
She panted, lifting her ass higher for more.
Her clit throbbed, insides clenching viciously. Pleasure bloomed, gathering between her cheeks and infecting every nerve ending that made up her ability to feel. Sinking blunt teeth into her lower, Hinata gripped the cushion below, sucked in a harsh breath and held it, straining for impending detonation. A whimper her lips as the sinful fingers fucking her ass twisted, stroking lubricated flesh with quick, hard thrusts. Stimulating new areas of her body, opening her mind to sensations she felt ill prepared for. Blood boomed in her ears, barely audible over her erratic breathing. She recognized this avalanche, toes curling as her body began a familiar climb.
Blanket ecstasy emptied her mind, toes curling, focus narrowed to that amazing throb tingling in both neither orifices. It was coming, she knew what it was, a climax in a place she’d only read about.
She was stunned, reeling that it was about to happen to her.
Blown away by the building force, frightened by its intensity even as her lust glazed brain put name to the type of climax she rushing towards.
Anal orgasm.
His steady pounding between her cheeks was whipping her towards roaring chaos.
She was trembling, so bad but she couldn’t stop it.
Her end was coming, but she didn’t want to stop it.
She was going to cum.
Was about to explode but with a different orifice of her body. An area she knew little about aside from what she read. It was scary, this sharp tension clenching her insides, this dark forbidden ecstasy circulating her frame, it was foreign, terrifying, exciting and oh so soul consuming she wasn’t sure she could handle her impending crash. And in that moment, she honestly didn’t care if this culmination broke her in half.
She ached.
Lord above she ached.
Shaky mewls left her throat, lips whispering nonsense as she raised her hips. Begging with word and body for her lover to send her careening to heavens gate. She strained for the elusive culmination, weary and excited to see what her body would do.
His fingers stilled.
She wanted to cry.
Dissatisfaction and unspent desire swept her veins, leaving her trembling, confused and battling her urge to weep. Her body hurt. Hovering right on the edge, teetering on the cusp of something she’d never experienced.
Why had he stopped?
Disappointment spread, washed away as he leaned over her crumpled form and spoke.
“Relax, okay?”
Blunted.
Lubricated.
The cool tip of something other than her lover’s finger’s penetrated her rear entrance, slowly sliding forward. She panicked despite his coaxing. It was certainly bigger than his fingers, but not monstrously so. Her mind struggled to put a picture to the size and circumference of the object. She wasn’t sure if seeing it before hand would have kept her heart calm, her anxiety at bay.
Her rosebud parted further.
Goosebumps pebbled her flesh.
She sucked in several breaths, counting like she’d read in her book.
It was harder than she though to take it up her bottom, mentally rather than physically. Her mind said “accept” while her body screamed “resist”.
A callous palm stroked her tense thigh, coaxing her to relax as he breached her rectum deep enough to alarm; pausing when her shaking muscles locked, then pushing further when they eased. She had no idea how long this slow filling lasted, only that her tightening sex, and burgeoning arousal was slowly driving her insane..
The sensation leaving her breathless.
He cupped her bottom, smacked a cheek then gave her other attention before spreading both globes as he pushed deeper, murmuring approval when she delicately pressed out with her inner muscles, finally engulfing the widest section of the plug. It made her happy his praise, his words of pride forcing back her apprehension.
She held her breath, fearing the wide end wouldn’t fit, slight discomfort crinkling her brow.
Feeling the toy pop into place, her body flinched, lungs deflated, sweaty fingers clenching the cushion as he pushed until the flared, curved base settled between her buttocks, locking the object safely in place.
She panted, delicate muscles fluttering, squeezing around the plug shoved in her asshole.
She felt full.
Filled and stretched, the pressure in her bottom melding into heated lust. It was inside of her.
She’d done it.
And God did it feel good inside her.
Heady and dirty.
Naughty and delicious.
Her empty pussy clenched, aching for fullness.
Bent over the couch, ass full of the toy, Hinata began to squirm. Her nipples were tingling devoid of touch, her skin so sensitive the slide of moisture felt like a caress, her clit throbbing its desire for her lover’s devastating fondling. A thrumming beat echoed from soaked cunt to engorged clit to painfully erect nipples.
Her body was begging, screaming for relief, driving her insane with its insistent cry.
Could he hear it?
If she could catch her breath she’d tell him, whimper her need for his harsh brand of loving.
She wanted more than his gentle strokes, his soothing tracing of her flesh.
She relented with a harsh gasp, fingers slipping between her thighs, reaching desperately for her pleasure button. One stroke bowed her spine, the next clenched her buttocks around the plug.
Trembling shivers crawled up her spine, pleasure exploding.
“Ohhhhh, mhmmmmm, ohhh yesssss,” she panted, eyes squeezing shut; shame and lust burning her cheeks.
She was primed and ready to explode. Divine bliss suffused her body, fingers rubbing frantically, her muscle stiffening with tension. She whimpered, tremors wracking her body, pussy tightening in warning. He was watching her, she could feel the heat, the weight of his eyes on her, could hear his harsh breaths.
She wanted him to look.
Wanted him to watch her touch herself as she hurtled into climax.
Orgasm ripped through her.
She shuddered, body jerking, contorting, arching beneath breath stealing ecstasy, fire kissed her spine, lapping her limbs and contracting sex. Her hips were lifted abruptly, her shudders returning full blast as a wet tongue slid inside her spasming cunt, twirling several times, gather the evidence of her shameful enjoyment before slathering her sensitive clit. Crying his name to the ceiling as he sucked on her excited hood alongside her own slender fingers milking her climax.
Lust pounded through her veins as his wiggling tongue and her desperate fingers brought her to another shattering climax.
Sweet ecstasy blasting her insides, sending body and pussy into convulsion, leaving her shaking and disoriented. She mewled, dimly aware of being lower back to the armrest. She barely touched down before a barrage pelted her unsuspecting bottom, cutting through the euphoric aftershocks of her climax. Hard frenzied slaps lit her ass on fire, forcing a gasp from her lungs, then high pitched screams. Pain explode in both cheeks, the stinging whacks of his hand spreading and spanning her entire rear end.
She grimaced, letting out several shrieks as he delivered each punishing blow. His strength unrestrained.
She shifted away from instinctively, hitching breaths leaving her lungs as he struck her unprotected buttocks. His unmerciful grip stilled her squirming, the steel force of a forearm holding her in place for burning discipline. She strained, mind swarmed in rapture as she was torn between pain, pleasure and fullness, her fingers fondling her clit with more desperation than she’d ever felt.
A groan of frustration left her as she strained for zenith.
“Please,” she whimpered, “I need-”
A quick yank to her hips, his hard thigh spread hers and finally, finally he filled her. There no time to adjust, not time to brace herself for his invasion and God did she love the ache it brought her as he squeezed inside.
She could feel the plug more than she had before, pressing her back door each time his dick slammed home. She wept her ecstasy, fingers leaving her clit in favor of gripping the couch as she hung on for dear life. Her body rocked, his cock hammering her core with the force of a jackhammer.
His merciless strokes deep and hard.
His growling groans reached her ears, brutal fingers fisted her silky strands.
Her teeth rattled, toes curling, her mind shattering beneath the backbreaking thrusts. She sank beneath a wave of ecstasy, eyes rolling, small frame contorting as she reached nirvana. Her pussy wept, bathing his cock in hot slippery fluid as he fucked her senselessness. She was delirious and horny, her world narrowed and divide to the plug stuffed in her asshole, the hard dick pounding her cunt, and the stinging pain in her butt cheeks. Light headed, gasping for breath, Hinata braced for the next crest, twisting beneath the delicious torment. Desperation twisted her gut as he held her down for the relentless fucking, his pace grueling and ruthless.
Tension snapped.
She cried out as she lost control of her body, launching into convulsions, orgasms crashing one after another. She was lost in a sea of sensation, sucked beneath a brutal storm of carnal pleasure.
White stars burst and reality spun away…
Reality returned moments later, awareness a beat later. Heavy weight between her thighs woke her flagging mind, throwing her back to the here and now. The here and now that was quaking, sweating and getting fucked within an inch of her life. Her limp body jerked with each driving thrust. She was exhausted, uncontrollable spasms coursing through her limps. She panted into the damp cushion below her cheek, tears and sweat bathing her face. She was tired but horny. Disoriented and aching.
A hard sting pierced her comatose state.
A shuddering breath left her lungs, adrenaline spiking, the terrible lust of earlier returning with a vengeance.
Need, desperate clawing need gripped her mind.
She wanted more, needed more.
Propping herself on shaky forearms, she rocked her body into the man between her legs, begging him to give her what she needed so bad. Her unspoken plea was answered a moment later. Punishing fingers gripped her hair, wrenching her head back as he rammed her body. Reality slipped away, her toes curling as terrible tension built. Indescribable pleasure morphing, skating the razor edge of pain.
“Oh yes! Oh God! Harder! Harder! Oh, oh!” she screamed, rapture unfurling.
She was full.
Full of cock.
Full of the toy.
Bent over the armrest and receiving the hardest fucking of her life.
It was amazing.
So tortuously good she didn’t think she could take it another moment.
She moaned, the sound distressed, fighting the coming explosion, felt it rushing towards her, the building tsunami growing with the hammering of her pussy.
It hit her full force, exploding with the force of a thousand waves, dragging her into a pit of sensation too sharp to be borne. She was screaming, clawing the couch, straining away from the rough hand tangled in her hair, his tight grip holding her in place, forcing her to take every earth shattering thrust of his cock.
“Where you going, baby?” he growled, “Where do you think you’re going, huh?”
The wet squelch of their genitals meeting reached her ears, his cock jackhammering her slippery cunt with enough force to cross her eyes. It hurt so good, the pounding of her insides so deep, so hard, her wet walls thrown into chaos, her mind soaked in pleasure.
The incredible sensations not only physical but mental.
The power dynamic invading her mind as deep as his cock invaded her body.
She felt vulnerable and powerless.
Held down by his greater strength.
Open.
Exposed.
At the mercy of her lover.
She wasn’t going anywhere.
Couldn’t move unless he let her.
It was erotic.
Lewd.
And she loved it.
Loved being forced to yield, held down to be spanked and fucked into submission. Tension coiled, aching heat engulfing her lower body. Unbearable lust bloomed in her gut as she answered his question.
“Nowhere.” she whispered.
“Louder.”
“Nowhere.” she whimpered, trembling voice muffled in the cushion.
“That’s right, baby,” he panted, “No fucking where. You’re gonna stay right here and take it, aren’t you?”
She couldn’t answer.
Couldn’t breathe.
Couldn’t speak.
Couldn’t think as she shattered. She came apart, deteriorating into fierce convulsions, hot fluid gushing from her core. She felt adrift in a world of ecstasy. Dimly aware of heated ropes of semen coating the stinging flesh of her buttocks.
xxxxxx
Hinata awoke, cradled in familiar arms. Hazy steam billowing from the hot water filling the tub drifted by her sleepy eyes. The sound of dripping water reached her ears moments before the warm liquid slipped over the curve of her hip. Her bottom was satisfyingly sore, inside and out. Her pussy much the same, the explosive pleasure of earlier a mere echo.
She felt dreamy and relaxed.
Comfortable and euphoric, cloistered in the arms of her lover, Hinata sighed her contentment as he bathed her tired body.
“You alright?” he murmured, pressing his lips to her crown.
“Mmhm,” she sighed.
“Good,” he replied, running wet hands over her skin.
An hour later, the two were back on his couch, Naruto dressed in sweats and t-shirt, Hinata settling for a loose, silky, mid thigh baby blue dress, foregoing her underwear in favor of avoiding irritating her pleasantly sore behind. Bathed, rear end covered in healing cream, she lay on her side, head resting in his lap, his strong hand stroking from the very top of her head, down her side and over the curve of her hip before repeating the process. The distant sound of the television was as lulling as the caress of his hand.
The gentle petting in the aftermath of such intense emotions left her feeling comforted, almost weepy with tranquility.
She felt more than a little needy, basking in the affection he offered.
He’d touched a part of her that she was just beginning to learn about herself. Had brought out in her, a piece of herself that was dirty.
Naughty.
…Slutty…
And... he was okay with it.
He wasn’t shying from her. Hadn’t looked at her any different than he had this morning or the day before. Was instead putting her at ease, bathing her tenderly, covering her bottom in soothing lotion and was even now, sitting on the couch with her and touching her with gentle, loving hands.
Seated on the couch she’d climaxed on, caressing her with the very hands that had spread her back door with a sex toy and spanked her to shattering orgasm.
He had seen her.
Had seen her out of her mind with the need to be fucked.
More animal than poised femininity.
And it was still okay.
Nothing had changed for the worse, but had instead changed in a way that made her incredibly happy. Dull heat filled her cheeks, flushed with joy at the deep connection she felt to the man that held her in the aftermath of self discovery. She blinked sluggishly, sleepy eyes barely making out the images on the screen across from them. Soft lips touched her temple, then her cheek before the stroking began again.
Her eyes closed.
She knew they’d be discussing the events of earlier at some point later, but for now, she merely soaked up the acceptance and comfort she found beneath his hands.
xxxxxx
Temari yanked weakly at the bonds at her wrist, her mind unfocused, eyes rolling as ecstasy pounded her veins. The pulsing at her clit was painfully good, the sensation excruciatingly amazing. Her lower body twisted, desperate to end her torment. Shikamaru was being unusually stubborn, pushing her well past her limits as well as his own.
The dark haired Nara was winded, his hard cock buried in the clenching moisture of her body, struggling just as hard as she was to hold back climax. His inky black orbs were fierce and determined, far from the bored and uninterested heavy-lidded gaze he normally wore.
She was impressed with his resolve.
Turned on to see him working so hard to make her submit.
She panted, teeth sinking into her bottom lip, watching to see what he would do next. His finger slip through her wet folds. She jerked, the soft touch painful against her over-sensitized clit.
“All you have to do is give up and I’ll let you rest.”
She was tempted to give him what he wanted, didn’t know how much longer she could endure. She was drenched in sweat, excited and dreading the next assault to her genitals. She was tired, her muscles sore in a way she couldn’t recall ever having been in the bedroom. Her fiancé had proven himself crafty and efficient, making up for his lack of stamina by depleting hers first.
She sucked in several breaths, mouth forming the words she’d given him for the past hour and a half.
“Not a chance,” she gasped, “Just wait until I- ooooohhhhh yes ohhhh fuck!! Yes, fuck my pussy yesss!”
She gritted her teeth as the clone pinched her nipples, rolling and rubbing the hardened buds. The vibrator found her clit, his cock thrusting slow and deliberate in contrast. The conflicting speeds were devastating to her psyche, sending her into toe curling ecstasy.
The clone pressed his mouth to hers, muting her cries of pleasure, sucking the air from her lungs as she shuddered.
The clone exploded in burst of smoke, the pounding between her thighs no longer slow and deliberate. His thrust were frantic and erratic, desperate and deep. Her legs wrapped around his waist, hips rising and falling as he gripped her hips.
“Give me the Nara dick! Oh yessssss!” she cried, back bowing as her body climbed to another peak.
She screamed, twisting her bound arms as she exploded. Shikamaru buried his nose in the hollow of her neck, pressing her into the mattress, his body straining.
He groaned, long and deep, filling her spasming cunt with hot semen.
The collapsed, sweaty bodies plastered together, panting hard in the aftermath of shared climax. Her body was quaking, shaking uncontrollably, her head lolling. She swallowed several times, moistening her mouth so she could speak.
“Nice…try…” she said between harsh exhales, “Next time…try harder.”
“What a drag.” was his muffled reply.
xxxxxx
May 24, 2011

Sasuke watched the squirming, softly panting woman with more than a little curiosity. She shifted in her chair, face flushed, thighs squeezing together surreptitiously. Her spaghetti strapped shirt was tight around her large, bra-less breasts, the thin material outlining hard nipples. She wouldn’t look at him, avoiding his gaze like the plague.
He didn’t need her to look at him to know what was making her squirm.
She was aroused.
Horny and wet right across from him.
His dark gaze moved to his friend, wondering if he was aware that his shy girlfriend was in need of…attention.
Sharp cerulean eyes were glued to the pale Hyuuga, his lust glazed gaze leaving little doubt that the blonde was well aware of his significant others’ wanton state. Sexual tension coiled between the two, and he wondered dimly how likely it was that they’d clear the breakfast table and appease their mutual lust right in front of him.
Seated at the small kitchen of his best friend’s apartment, the three shinobi had just finished a very strange breakfast. The moment the dark haired Uchiha had stepped through the front door, he’d sensed the undercurrent of tension surrounding the pale woman. Her face had been redder than the reddest apple, her lilac eyes skating away from his as she mumbled a greeting. He’d chalked it up to discomfort about their meeting in the woods and subsequent teasing, debating whether an apology would be something to consider in order to smooth over the situation.
With Naruto helping him find a solution for his pardon, he would be in close proximity to the female quite often.
He didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable every time he came around.
He’d decided to have a direct conversation with her next time he had a moment alone with her and hash out the situation but as time passed, he started to get the impression that she wasn’t uncomfortable because of him.
Not this time.
While making the two chatting shinobi breakfast, the quiet woman had been…walking funny. Moving around the kitchen in a way that immediately caught his attention. Beneath her snow white, knee length skirt she’d been squeezing her thighs and buttocks together. It wasn’t glaringly obvious but with an eye for detail, the subtle clenching didn’t slip by him.
He initially suspected her behavior originated from an overindulgence in morning tea, that she would excuse herself for the bathroom, but after several minutes, he drew a different conclusion. A half turn from the stove gave him an unimpeded view, presenting her side profile and his attention zeroed in on the expression paining her face.
The dull heat in her pale cheeks.
The parting of her plush lips with each slightly labored breath she taken.
Her thighs had squeezed again, her nipples outlined beneath the cotton of her skinny strap shirt.
It didn’t take him long to put two and two together.
She was aroused.
Horny while she cooked breakfast.
His blonde friend had chatted away, seeming blissfully unaware of the state of his lover. She set the table with shaking hands, her gaze avoiding theirs as she sat in her own chair. Naruto carried the conversation as was usual. Eating and grinning and being his normal sunny self. Hinata had been subdued, her light lavender eyes heavy lidded. She’d eaten in a way that had felt almost erotic to him, slow and savoring.
Knowing what he knew about her, unbidden, his mind returned to the books she held in her possession.
Books she’d clearly put to use in some form or fashion.
With their plates cleared of food and the trio now sipping coffee, he would be hard pressed not to admit to the throbbing of his cock beneath his dark pants. Hinata Hyuuga was an attractive woman, and he an unsatisfied male. He would have been more disturbed if his cock hadn’t take notice of an aroused female in his immediate area. While his libido wasn’t in question his failure in the marriage bed had effected ego. Bruised his pride as a man and left his cock screaming for satisfaction.
It was hard not to be a little envious of his friend.
The blonde jonin was quite clearly getting what he need and maybe a little more from his girlfriend while he himself saw no relief in his near future. At least not until he’d attended the scheduled marriage counseling with his wife. He agreed to the meeting with heavy skepticism and still did to a degree, but with his dick rock hard in the middle of breakfast at his friend’s apartment, the dark haired male was willing to try anything if it brought him and his wife closer to finding a happy medium in the bedroom.
One where she didn’t need to pretend to enjoy his rough touch, and he didn’t have to hold back to the point of disinterested boredom.
To find a place where she could get off and he could too.
What that would look like, he couldn’t say.
The only thing he did know was that he had need.
Unfulfilled needs that were beginning to wear on him.
xxxxxx
“You’re squirming again.”
Hinata stilled, glancing over at the pinkette next to her, heat blooming in her face.
“Sorry.” she murmured.
The group of women around the table looked over at her curiously. Karui, Temari, Ino and Sakura were gathered at the Yamanaka’s residence, chatting away and sipping tea. The horny Hyuuga hadn’t heard a word of the conversation.
Her clit was throbbing, gut clenching with lust, her wet pussy dampening her panties.
The thick plug between her cheeks was ratcheting up her arousal. Naruto had spanked her that morning before stuffing an anal plug up her bottom with the desire to see her keep it in until he got home mid afternoon. The idea had given her a private thrill. Having it in around other people with only her and her boyfriend aware of her dilemma had piqued her curiosity. Breakfast with Sasuke had been uncomfortable and erotic, tea time with the girls stimulating her to the point of madness. She was embarrassed by her aroused state, turned on that she was wet in the company of friends.
Her thighs pressed together, her body screaming to be touched.
“I-I just have to…I need to-”
“Use the bathroom.” Ino questioned, her tone of voice indicating something.
Sakura looked confused, Karui thoughtful and Temari merely brought her tea to her lips.
The undercurrents went right of her head. The fidgety Hyuuga was up and out of her chair a moment later, doing her best not to sprint down the hall. She found the pink, flora guest bathroom and shut the door being her.
Desperate hands lifted her shirt, pulled down her bra and tugged hard at her, sensitive nipples. Relief, ecstasy, lust exploded through her body.
“Ohh,” she breathed, pinching the peaks harder, biting her lip to silence her moans.
Twisting and tugging, twin slivers of pain shooting through her breasts as she abused the throbbing buds. Imagining the rough, calloused hands of her boyfriend in place of her own. Her thighs squeezed, her body arching to her tip toes with each pinch of her fingers. Pleasure and pain pooled in her abdomen, the churning sensations soaking her panties.
Frantic, she leaned against the sink, head resting heavily on the mirror behind her as she lifted her skirt and shoved her hand in her panties.
The horny Hyuuga slipped two fingers deep into her heated core, pumping hard and fast, the wet smacking of her frenzied thrusts filling the bathroom. She gasped, swallowing a whimper as she slammed her fingers in and out, her body straining for relief. She clenched her buttocks, tightening her inner muscles around the plug in her rear.
She shuddered, bringing her wet fingers to her clit, rubbing the throbbing nub until her toes curled before sliding back into her fluttering core, setting off a chain reaction. She covered her mouth as she finger fucked herself to shattering orgasm, slumping against the sink, bracing her wobbly legs as her needy cunt gushed excitement.
Her body convulsed, squeezing her fingers and the plug, the sensation leaving her aching for more.
She trembled in her friend’s bathroom, panting softly in the wake of an earth shattering unsatisfactory climax.
Red stained her cheeks.
What in the world was she becoming? How had she become so…lewd? Never in a million years would she have thought she could behave this way…that she’d gotten so carried away in someone else’s home.
She felt dirty.
Shameful.
Turned on…and unsatisfied…
She wasn’t satisfied.
Not in the least.
She wanted more.
Wanted her bottom pounded.
Wanted her boyfriend to fill her ass with the thick, heated length of his cock.
Lost in a haze of need, she straightened her clothes and left the bathroom. Panting softly, eyes to the floor she mumbled an excuse about a tummy ache and made a hasty exit, four pairs of eyes watching her stumble out the door.
xxxxxx
Blonde brows crinkled, concern crossing his face.
“What’s wrong, Hinata? Something happen?”
Naruto was confused to see his girlfriend so early. After he and Sasuke parted ways an hour after breakfast, the determined Uzumaki had sought out the rest of his friends, hell bent to enlist their help in his push for Sasuke’s pardon. He’d found Kiba, Lee and Choji at one of their frequent hang outs.
Training ground five.
Interrupting the sparring session, the group had sat down to discuss the situation when Hinata had strolled up to the group. He’d stood from the log he sat on and moved to meet her a few feet from the group, asking the concerned question.
Instead of answering, she’d began squirming.
Heat creeping up her neck; exploding into her cheeks as she fidgeted, lungs heaving with lust and embarrassment. Her pleading eyes met his, plump lips parting with each heavy breath.
“N-Naruto-kun…please,” she whispered breathlessly, “I need you…”
His cerulean orbs widened, then grew hooded as he surveyed her slightly disheveled appearance, tracing plush parted lips, lingering at the distinct outline of erect nipples and watching hungrily with each subtle squeeze of her thighs.
He knew what she needed and was more than ready to give it to her.
It hadn’t left his mind all morning, the anticipation of their noon rendezvous. Though, according to his watch, it was a half hour before twelve, thirty minute short of noon.
He reached for with a mental shrug.
Close enough for him.
xxxxxx
Kiba watched the pair retreat, lust stirring in his gut as he sniffed delicately.
The flimsy excuse the blonde had given for taking off with his pale teammate unable to fool his senses.
The lingering scent of arousal and the mouth watering smell of recent feminine release teased his sensitive nose. He knew what they were about to do, what his long time teammate had done minutes before she’d come to make her whispered plea to Naruto.
His cock was hard beneath his pants, the knowledge that shy Hinata had masturbated before begging her boyfriend to take her home for a desperately needed fucking sliding over his skin.
The perverted Inuzuka wasn’t interested in missing out on the action.
Making his own excuse, he made his way home, anticipation crawling up his spine.
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Sorry about the wait! Got so caught up in writing Monster XD but here’s the next chapter! Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! Next chapter we get to see Sakura’s side piece! Hopefully it’ll throw you all for a loop! Don’t forget to review and I’ll see you in the next!
Anonymous34- I’m glad you enjoyed it! Hope you enjoyed this one too. The gangbang is in the near future, I assure you its absolutely gonna happen XD Thank you for reviewing!
ANON - on November 10, 2017- They are absolutely getting used to the kinky life, Hinata is thriving in it :D Next chapter is the reveal for Sakura’s side piece so stay tuned for that! Thanks for reviewing!
JJ- Hey! Nice to hear from you again! Next chapter we get to see who Sakura is doing and you’re right that she’s looking for someone she can easily talk to. Glad you enjoy Sasuke’s teasing and Tema/Shika love life! It was my first time writing those two and I’m glad it came out okay. Hope you enjoyed this chapter as well and thank you so much for sharing your thoughts again!
SEF- To be honest I’m still deciding. I plan things out but it never goes according to plan. I’m glad you’ll stay for the ride either way it turns out and thank you for the compliment! I enjoy writing smut XD Thank you for sharing your thoughts and I hope to hear from you again!
Laters
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