Chapter 24: Naughty Princess - Part 2
Fandom: Naruto
Tags: Voyeur, Consensual Infidelity, Massage, Huge Cock, Interracial, Edging, Slight SPH
Note: In the anime, Hinata shows she’s evolved her Byakugan to see in the Infrared spectrum. Again, I’m irresponsibly wielding my Author’s Powers magic stick to say she’s evolved it also to see clearly through solid objects, not just chakra.
She is a naughty girl, after all.
Once again, Hinata found herself soaking in Kumogakure’s heavenly onsen that evening, the picturesque view of the stormy mountain top range an alluring, but completely ignored backdrop.
It had been almost a week since her shameful, salacious evening spent with her husband and the Raikage, where she’d put his -
Hinata immediately stalled her train of thought, slapping her pale cheeks and flushing a deep crimson. She still couldn’t think about what happened that night without overheating both in her face…and in her core.
It had also been a week of what any sane, well-adjusted person would otherwise call pure torture, but her husband administered it with his trademark, vulpine grin. Despite her perverted mind screaming at her to just submit, to take what she, and her husband, so desperately wanted her to, her desire to stay pure and faithful won out.
Years of conditioning won out.
Naturally, her stubborn husband hadn’t been deterred. Her tummy fluttered, as someone who knew her husband better than anyone, she was well aware that the future Hokage would often get what he wanted…one way or another. To that end, her husband still hadn’t brought her to release, worse, he would often bring her right to the edge, then leave her there, pulling out of her embrace with that damn, lovable smile of his.
It got so bad that Hinata had finally decided to just take care of her desires herself…and it had been wholly unsatisfactory. Compared to what her husband - or, the Raikage, her traitorous mind offered - could do to her, the orgasm brought on by her own fingers just made everything worse.
It was as if Naruto knew her body better than she did, because at no point did he attempt to stop her from masturbating. It was as if he knew…
Of course he does… When it comes to getting what he wants, there are few men in the world that are a greater genius than Naruto…
Her husband was playing her like a fiddle…and she was powerless to stop it.
A week she’d held on, trying to honour her vows, but there was a growing sense of inevitability about her actions. She would falter soon, she knew, the forces arrayed against her too great for her to handle.
Chief among them…her own lascivious desires.
Her eyes snapped open when her sensitive ears picked up the familiar, heavy thwacking noises of flesh on stone coming from the private onsen next to hers.
Like clockwork…
She had very deliberately chosen to bathe here every evening, in this particular private onsen, due to who would also frequent the illustrious establishment at this time.
Closing her eyes once more, she sent a faint pulse of chakra to them as veins visibly bulged around her sockets.
The byakugan was a far more versatile dōjutsu than her family gave it credit for. Normally known for its ability to see all chakra, even through solid objects, in a mostly three-sixty degree dome around the user, it allowed her family to be one of the most feared shinobi clans in all of the Elemental Nations for generations.
Their eyes alone weren’t what made them so feared however. Rather, it was their dōjutsu, combined with their secret martial arts style that allowed them to target an opponent’s chakra flow throughout their body, that made them so deadly.
After all, what did a Hyuga have to fear from other ninja if their opponent had their chakra pathways sealed off before the fight had even truly begun?
Unless you’re a freak of nature like Gai-sensei, or someone like Naruto who could reverse the damage with a flex of his monstrous chakra…
Hinata had come to find, however, that her clan’s dōjutsu could be so much more than what she’d initially been taught. Not only had she honed her eyes to a level that she could now see heat - something her family had ridiculed her over as pointless and a waste of time - but as a curious, frightfully horny teenager, she’d achieved something far more humiliating and depraved.
She’d evolved her eyes so she could see clearly through solid objects.
It did not have the range that her regular chakra vision had - up to a hundred metres vs twenty kilometres if she focused in one direction - but it didn’t need to… not for her perverted purposes.
The bath next to hers was only ten metres and a thin, bamboo wall away.
With her eyes activated, Hinata bit her lip to stifle a needy whine and watched with perverse glee as the gloriously naked Raikage strolled towards the water, his huge, trunk-like penis swaying with each of his heavy footfalls.
Hinata’s fingers crept towards her womanhood as the visibly tired and weary man sank into the rejuvenating waters with a relieved sigh, his large hands almost immediately going toward and gripping his jaw-dropping member.
She ruthlessly quashed the sudden desire to moan like a wanton woman as their host started stroking himself hand over hand until he was hard, his erection floating against his abs with his tip peeking out of the water like an island.
In her experience - her shameful expert experience - men often touched themselves excessively when alone. Especially men with large penises.
It’s as if they’re patting it like a beloved pet…
She stifled the urge to giggle and just watched, her perverse peeping unseen by anyone as she touched herself, one hand groping a heavy breast and the delicate fingers of the other rubbing gently over her exposed clit. Hinata greedily drank in the sight of the Raikage’s huge penis, his fist-sized testes, the veins travelling along its immense length…
Her mind, as it often had during this week of sexual torture, screamed at her, bemoaning why she was watching behind a wall like a peeping tom.
She had her husband’s blessing!
If she truly wanted - and it was painfully obvious that she did - she could go over there and not only be welcomed with open arms, she could get a close up look at that fascinating penis. She could touch it, play with it, she could put it in her mouth, put it in her -
‘Tsk, tsk, naughty naughty…’
Hinata didn’t exactly shriek, but she’d swallowed a noise that she presumed would have been an almighty one through sealed lips. It was almost impossible to sneak up on a Hyuga with their dōjutsu active, even if their vision was embarrassingly focused in one specific direction…unless you knew of their blindspot.
However, Hinata had long since overcome the typical limitations of her family, she didn’t have a blind spot… yet her husband was still able to sneak up on her. She’d begged him for years to tell her his secret, but he just grinned at her in that damnable, sexy way he always did.
In truth, she knew how he must do it - he had to completely mask his chakra signature, it was the only logical explanation. The absurdity of her husband in particular being able to manage that given his legendary chakra reserves and the chakra beast sealed away in his belly aside, Hinata had no idea how he’d managed it.
And her husband was deriving far too much pleasure from not telling her, especially when he delighted so much in sneaking up on her in compromising positions…
Hinata, upon hearing her husband’s mirthful voice, instantly deactivated her eyes and tried to portray a look of innocence, but her flushing face and panting breaths most certainly gave her away. When she turned, she was greeted to her husband’s grinning face as he crouched on the stone directly behind her.
How long has he been there? So close…and I didn’t even notice…
The thought made her shiver with fear…and arousal. As much as she loved her husband because of his heart, and to a lesser, but no less important extent, his looks, his sheer power and ability drove her crazy for more reasons than its inexplicable nature.
Her husband’s smile only widened when he beheld the look on her face.
‘You could go over there right now,’ he whispered, playing the role of the devil on her shoulder to supposedly counterbalance the angel in her mind… only her mind was just as much a horny devil. ‘Imagine how it’d feel in your hand, in your mouth, imagine how amazing it’ll feel stretching your little pussy wide - how long have you fantasised about it? About how incredible it’ll be for someone with such a huge cock to take you like the horny little slut you are?’
Hinata’s face had grown steadily redder, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes wild with lust. Her breaths were coming out in excited pants, and it was as if Naruto was the one with the dōjutsu, those gorgeous, crystal blue eyes staring directly into her perverted soul.
‘Just imagine, Hime…’ he continued, his voice having a dreamlike quality to it, her mind foggy with lust, ‘Imagine how life-changing that first orgasm would be, after so long… What about the next five? Ten?’
Her husband had been doing this to her all week, whispering such deliciously naughty things directly into her ear and never touching her. It was torture, because not only did what he say sound incredible, but he hit upon each and every one of her perverted fantasies.
It was as if he could read her mind, and parrot back what it had traitorously been whispering to her all week, with the added weight of it carrying his blessing.
At this point, is Naruto the one torturing me, or am I torturing myself?
Her breathing became more laboured as her heart tried to thud its way out of her chest.
Then, Naruto started to touch her, his fingers expertly running over her body and touching her in places they both knew she loved. Her breasts, her delicate nipples, her neck, her throat, her ears, her belly, the inside of her thigh, her clit, Naruto made her feel indescribable pleasure, but expertly stopped before going too far and pushing her over the edge. Hinata held his arm against her chest, refusing to let him go.
Maybe, just maybe, if she forced him to stay by her side long enough he’d have to give her an orgasm.
Eventually, her beloved husband ended his torture with a soft chuckle and a kiss on the back of her neck before disappearing in a puff of smoke, the solid grip she had on his arm rendered moot.
Shadow clone…
When she was once more alone, she hurriedly activated her eyes and whimpered when she found the bath next to hers empty. Her bottom lip trembled and she almost cried in frustration.
He did that on purpose!
Hinata took several deep, calming breaths. She was so horny she could cry, and she couldn’t take it anymore! She’d come to a realisation during this last, painfully short session, and she refused to ignore it.
Naruto wasn’t doing this to her, she was doing this to herself. Why? Her husband was all but begging for her to act out on her illicit desires - why was she holding back?!
Because I’m afraid…
Hinata sneered in disgust and self-hatred. That was always the answer, what it eventually came back to.
It was that very same fear that had almost cost her the chance of being with her husband in the first place…
What has your caution, your cowardice, ever gotten you?!
Nothing, she admitted to herself, finally answering the sinister, perverted, lustful demon inside of her own mind.
Her back firming in resolve, she recalled the weary, bone-tired look that permeated the Raikage’s entire being before he slipped into his bath that evening, and her tummy started fluttering with butterflies.
With flushed cheeks and a face set into a determined scowl, she exited the bath and stood tall, the water cascading down her heavenly physique as she confidently strode towards the exit without even covering herself with a towel.
She had a plan.
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Naruto shook with excitement as he watched his wife dress after her soak. Though she’d only thrown on a simple black turtleneck and lavender leggings - that clung to her figure deliciously, to be fair - she’d also unsealed some scented candles and a bottle of oil before bundling them in a towel and making her way to the Raikage’s office.
This is it! She’s actually gonna do it!
Growing up in a village of ninja, he’d become a master of stealth out of necessity to be able to pull off his brand of mischief without getting caught. That skill had grown extraordinarily over time thanks to his teachers, and learning new techniques that synergised so perfectly with subterfuge and skullduggery.
Techniques as simple as silently swapping positions with any of the countless shadow clones he could summon on a whim, or as advanced as turning completely invisible. Being able to evade the eyes of the Hyuga or the senses of a Chakra Sensor was an order of magnitude more difficult, however.
Thankfully, he’d taken after his parents and Jiraiya and become a master of the sealing arts.
Seals are so broken, I dunno why they’re so underused.
He grinned as he looked down at the complex seal that he’d had running almost constantly over the past week, one that completely sealed away his chakra and made him invisible to those that required sensing it to see him.
Skill issue…
Naruto didn’t need to tail his wife, knowing exactly where she was headed. Instead, he silently swapped positions with the clone he already had stashed, undetected, in the rafters of the Raikage’s office, his seal not only keeping him undetectable, but also masking the brief flare of chakra his usage of the kawarimi necessitated.
And people still think Kurama is the only reason I’m so awesome…
He was happy to keep letting them think that.
One of the greatest lessons Jiraiya ever imparted on him was to be happy and encourage his enemies underestimating him - Naruto would always have the last laugh.
Believe it.
Naruto only had to wait five minutes before a soft knocking at the Raikage’s door heralded the arrival of his horny, naughty, sexy little princess.
The Raikage’s sexy assistant slipped into his office and bowed at the waist.
‘Raikage-sama, Lady Uzumaki is here to see you.’
Though his large hands were folded and covering the lower half of his face, Naruto still caught the amused grin on his hard features from his vantage point from up above.
‘Let her in,’ he purred after several moments of tense silence, his deep voice reverberating across the large, open room.
Mabui, the Raikage’s assistant, wasn’t pale of skin, but she was several shades lighter than Ay. It was enough for Naruto to notice her cheeks slightly reddening in embarrassment.
She knew. Or at least suspected.
She’s probably seen a lot of wild shit in her time as Ay’s right hand…
Backing out, Mabui ushered Hinata in and closed the door behind her. Naruto sighed forlornly, having hoped she’d come straight from the onsen in nothing but a low-cut kimono that highlighted her cleavage, but he quickly admonished himself.
His wildest, most desired fantasy was about to play out before him, there was no need to be greedy.
Hinata stood on the other side of the Raikage’s desk and bowed slightly. The larger man offered her a seat, but she politely refused.
‘How can I help you, Lady Uzumaki?’
Naruto applauded his buddy for keeping up such a professional, nonchalant tone. He didn’t doubt the large man wanted nothing more than to rip those clothes off his wife and bend her over his desk.
He admired his restraint, if for no other reason than being overly aggressive would have scared Hinata off.
His wife hesitated only briefly before answering, her tone quiet but firm. ‘I hope I’m not being too forward, Raikage-sama, but I’ve noticed you looking incredibly weary when I see you about the village.’
Ay chuckled deeply, leaning back in his seat and rubbing his muscled neck and shoulder. ‘As I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough, Lady Uzumaki, a Kage’s work is never over.’
His wife smiled politely and offered the large man a short bow. ‘My clan has developed several techniques to help with such things. After Raikage-sama was so generous with his accommodations, I would ask you to please allow me to return the favour by showing some of them to you.’
Somehow, Hinata speaking all stuffy and noble-like was making this even hotter for him. He imagined a future where he hid away in his office, his greedy, perverted gaze peering deep into the Hokage’s crystal ball, and watching his wife greet other dignitaries for him. So pure, so formal… so naughty.
He also grew excited knowing exactly what techniques she was referring to. Calling it a simple massage was like calling Sasuke a little pain in his ass.
The Raikage’s eyebrows rose high on his forehead, clearly intrigued and excited. The Hyuga clan was feared and respected all across the Elemental Nations, their techniques and secrets shrouded in mystery.
Turning to the tall pile of paperwork on his desk, Ay sighed and shrugged his big shoulders. ‘At this point, I’m happy enough with you just being a rather beautiful distraction, Lady Uzumaki, anything on top of that and I would count myself fortuitous indeed.’
She blushed prettily at the praise, a small smile tugging at her lips. Naruto was smiling so wide his cheeks hurt - his wife was enjoying this. As much as he wanted to see this happen, had Hinata not been enjoying herself, Naruto would have jumped down and called it all off in an instant.
His naughty wife needed to want this as much as he did, otherwise, he couldn’t have enjoyed it even if he wanted to.
To call the Raikage’s office plan would be generous. It was a large, empty space with one-way windows that looked out over the village. In the middle sat his large desk with chairs either side of it, over to the one end was his personal gym, and on the opposite side of the room were some sofas arranged around a low coffee table, no doubt when he had important guests he needed to entertain.
Normally, the couch would have suited her purposes fine, but the Raikage was too large, his frame making what she had in mind difficult. Instead, she strolled over towards his personal gym, ignoring the bench-press and heavy punching bag and instead bent down to pick up the extra large, rolled-up yoga mat.
Naruto grinned as Ay’s eyes immediately went to his wife’s plump rear when she bent over, looking positively incredible in her tight leggings. Unfortunately, she hadn’t opted for the scrunch-butt style that left nothing of her incredible ass to the imagination, no matter how many of them he bought for and tossed her way.
Maybe after tonight…?
Strolling back over to the other side of the room, her cheeks pink and her gaze locked straight ahead, Hinata made a bed out of the sofa cushions and rolled out the yoga mat atop it, sitting the bundle of cloth she carried in her other arm down beside her.
Turning to Ay still sitting behind his desk, Hinata patted the makeshift massage bed and smiled politely. ‘Please, make yourself comfortable, Raikage-sama.’
With a comically little amount of resistance, Ay shrugged and stood, his frame looming ominously over the once large-looking desk. He trundled over towards the makeshift bed, but before he could lay down, Hinata stood, slinking behind his towering frame, and slid his long, white jacket off his broad shoulders.
Then, boldly - much more boldly than Naruto had expected - she moved around to his front and started to unlatch his oversized belt. Before it could fall, Ay caught it and laid it down on the floor with an amused grin, the loud thudding as it made contact with the wooden floor making it evident that the belt was extraordinarily weighted.
Hinata paid the belt no mind however, her face growing steadily redder and threatening to overheat as she started to untie his pants while shifting back around to his back. Ay didn’t resist, but chuckled when Hinata let out an adorable, startled eep when they fell around his ankles, revealing the huge man to be wearing no underwear.
‘I-I h-have a towel you can use, R-raikage-sama,’ Hinata sputtered, her voice implying she wanted to look away, but her desires forced her eyes to remain locked on his naked, muscular behind.
‘That won’t be necessary, Lady Uzumaki,’ Ay replied with the expected amount of nonchalance, shrugging then crouching down onto his hands and knees before laying down on the makeshift bed. Naruto grinned as his wife tried, and failed to catch a glimpse of his large, soft member, pouting cutely when the Raikage laid out with a tired sigh, his member tucked against his abdomen.
With a face that was quickly resembling a tomato, Hinata eyed Ay’s big balls resting innocently between his massive thighs before shaking herself out of her stupor and reaching for the bundle of cloth she’d brought with her. Unwrapping it, she revealed several scented candles and her bottle of massage oil.
The blush on Hinata’s cheers faded as she silently got to work, the sexual tension in the room so thick and delicious Naruto could cut it with a kunai. Deliberately, Hinata set seven candles around the Raikage’s massive, naked form, one near his head, and two near his shoulders, waist and feet. His wife lit the wick’s with a simple application of fire chakra control, their intoxicating scent as the candles burned quickly filling the room.
While she waited for the candles to take effect, Hinata picked up her bottle of oil and, with more fire chakra manipulation, gently warmed its rejuvenating contents.
Eventually, as the thin trails of smoke from the candles started to swirl around Ay’s body, the large man froze and grunted in surprise, tension seemingly oozing out of his body in an instant.
You’ve seen nothing yet, buddy.
Of course, in more concentrated doses, the fumes given off by the candles could be lethal, shutting down the body before the target even knew they were under attack. The kunoichi of Konoha had no idea they had his beautiful, pure, innocent wife to thank for one of their most potent weapons…
In controlled doses like Hinata was using however, the fumes instead helped to relax those who inhaled them. Naruto watched as every single muscle on the Raikage’s enviable physique seemingly untensed and, with a pleased sigh, he sank deeper into his impromptu bed.
Hinata had only just begun her seduction, however. Naruto admired his wife’s restraint, having expected her to attack Ay the moment the door had closed behind her, weeks of teasing and encouragements erupting in a storm of sexual frenzy...
Maybe I went a little too easy on her?
With the oil suitably heated, Hinata poured some from her bottle out onto the Raikage’s broad back, put it aside, and started rubbing it into his aching muscles. She hummed a gentle tune while doing so, her powerful fingers and hypnotising voice making the Raikage feel like he was lying on a bed of clouds rather than on a makeshift bed on the hard floor of his office.
The oil that Hinata was rubbing into Ay’s skin was another of her inventions, this one more personalised and less widely useful to the general kunoichi populace.
Hinata gave the absolute best massages in the world - and that wasn’t just because she was gorgeous and had powerful fingers. His wife expertly incorporated a myriad of aspects from her family’s secret martial arts style, infusing chakra into all aspects of the massage to mind-numbing effect. The oil she used activated upon being infused with her chakra, seeping into the target’s skin and coating the muscles she worked on with rejuvenating energy that not only aided in recovery, but felt incredible.
The Raikage’s surprised moans and guttural groans were a testament to this. Naruto noted, with a wide grin, he was more vocal in his appreciation of her massage than he had been with her blowjob the previous week.
That says less about Hinata’s talented tongue and more about how much money his in-laws were leaving on the table by not opening up massage parlours around the Elemental Nations…
Hinata, now with her eyes blazing, didn’t only focus on Ay’s muscles though. Using her dōjutsu, his wife mapped out the Raikage’s chakra network in its entirety and started to manipulate its flow like a master conductor, improving its overall balance and aligning his energies perfectly.
Having been on the receiving end of this technique countless times before, Naruto recalled the sense of wellness and fulfilment both he and Kurama felt afterwards.
Normal masseuses worked blind, targeting general points of tension in the human body and other pressure points to help relieve stress and cure aches - while they typically spent their entire lifetimes gaining experience to help them in doing this…his wife cheated. She could see her patient’s body, both physical and spiritual aspects of it, and respond to its ebbs and flows in real time.
That was all well and good, but Naruto’s thigh started to bounce with nervous excitement as he waited for his wife to bring out the big guns.
And he wasn’t just talking about her tits…
Hinata, so far, had been focusing mostly on Ay’s back, shoulders and neck. As she worked her way down his muscular body, her hands gliding over and groping his thick behind, she hurriedly made her way down to his feet. Even if the man was crazy enough to object to the blatant groping, Naruto very much doubted he was in a clear enough state of mind to have even noticed.
The pleasurable haze that clouded your mind when on the receiving end of one of Hinata’s massages was both scary and formidable. Ninja of both Ay’s and Naruto’s level could typically brute force their way out of it, but it was a sign of the trust the older man felt towards the couple from Konoha that he didn’t feel the need to, despite the irresponsible, precarious situation he’d allowed himself to be put in.
Ay would be rewarded handsomely for that trust.
Her patient completely relaxed and at her mercy, Hinata’s magical hands worked their way up from his large feet, to his bulging calves, his powerful thighs and, finally, his muscular ass. Naruto wanted to laugh as he watched his wife’s reaction to seeing his massive balls, but rather than falter, she frowned in concentration and continued.
When Naruto noticed what Hinata had moved on to doing next, his grin turned positively vulpine. In tune with her gentle, hypnotic humming that she’d kept up throughout the massage, he felt his wife start to send out pulses of chakra directly into the Raikage’s body in a matching cadence, in perfect sync with her voice.
Naruto still didn’t understand how she did what she did, or how it worked, but the technique his wife was using didn’t just promote the release of endorphins, it essentially made them flood your system.
However incredible the Raikage had been feeling before, he was quickly about to find out that he didn’t know the true meaning of pleasure.
Ay had been keeping up a steady cadence of grunts and groans before, moaning in pleasure whenever Hinata found a particularly hard knot of muscle and loosening it. When Hinata had started up her newest technique however, he visibly froze before letting out his loudest, most pleasure-filled groan yet, his deep voice reverberating in the large, mostly empty room.
There was nothing controlled about his moans and grunts of pleasure now. The Raikage was experiencing first hand the magnificence of a Hyuga masseuse. He was also finally starting to understand what a treasure he’d been gifted when Naruto decided to encourage his wife to take him as a lover.
Hinata worked over the entirety of Ay’s back-side for another half an hour. She took her time, making sure to give each muscle and inch of skin the respect and care it was due. His groans of appreciation had lessened over time, but Naruto suspected that had more to do with his throat being sore than any lessening of pleasure.
When Hinata finally decided to flip her patient over, her face was flaming such a deep red Naruto was surprised steam wasn’t coming out of her ears. With her eyes activated, she’d no-doubt had some idea of the prize that awaited her, but seeing the towering, angrily throbbing pillar of manflesh waving back and forth and narrowly missing her chin by an inch, precum leaking from its tip like a faucet, still somehow caught her by surprise.
Ay was staring up at Hinata reverently, no doubt massively appreciative of her technique, but she didn’t notice his look at all. Instead, her eyes were locked on to his heavy, waving cock as she started to breathe more heavily and lick her suddenly dry lips.
With a truly monstrous application of willpower however, his naughty little princess was finally able to tear her gaze away from the object of her desire and continue her massage. For now.
While the Raikage lay there in a boneless heap, his body tingling and flooded with tension easing, pleasure inducing chakra, Hinata finally started to remove her own clothes - likely feeling a little ridiculous and overdressed with the Raikage’s member waving about so freely. She stood on shaky legs, her leggings going first, her hips dancing from side to side as she slid them down her pale thighs. Then came her thin turtleneck sweater, her shoulder-length hair getting all mussed up as the tight garment cleared her head.
Hinata stood there bashfully dressed in only her sexiest set of lace lingerie, and Naruto mentally apologised to his wife for bemoaning her choice of clothing earlier. She could wear her old, baggy jacket for all he cared as long as she wore that lingerie.
She hadn’t stripped naked, not yet, but the sexy underwear provided very little when it came to modesty. The lace was almost completely sheer, her large nipples and bald pussy clearly visible despite being covered by the lingerie.
She flushed under Ay’s ravenous gaze and knelt down beside him once more with an embarrassed, delighted wiggle of her hips. He kept watching as she folded her clothes into a neat pile before returning her attention back to the Raikage. They hadn’t spoken a word to each other since the massage began, but they didn’t need to, the looks in their smouldering eyes saying enough.
With her breasts dangling, barely restrained by a bra that cared more about showcasing the goods rather than supporting them, Hinata continued her massage by starting on Ay’s facial muscles.
This put her heavy, pendulous breasts range of Ay’s itchy, roaming fingers, and the man didn’t hold back. While she ran her chakra-infused fingers carefully along his brow and temples, the Raikage reached up and gently pinched her large, puffy nipples through the incredibly sheer, thin lace, tugging at them and earning adorable squeaks and moans from his horny wife.
Despite how much she secretly loved having her nipples played with, Hinata continued focusing on the massage, the only sign that she’d even noticed Ay’s actions, her heavy breathing, red cheeks and cute moans.
Though Ay was having fun absently playing with Hinata’s hanging teets, it was clear his mind was focused more on the pleasure she was giving him, his continued, appreciative moans and groans a triumphant testament to that as much as his colossal shaft that waved around like a hearty tree in the midst of one of Kumo’s legendary storms.
Eventually, Hinata moved on from his face and worked her way further down Ay’s muscular body, and though it brought her heavy breasts out of his reach, his naughty wife still made sure to drag them across his muscular chest and even brush them across his weeping member.
Naruto grinned as he watched her pendulous, teardrop shaped tits - barely restrained by the lightweight lingerie - deliberately brush against Ay’s cock repeatedly, the Raikage screwing his eyes shut and groaning loudly in appreciation each time. The sheer amount of endorphins running through his body at this point made even the most gentle of touches against his hyper-sensitive shaft feel like lightning bolts of pleasure striking each of his senses.
Naruto marvelled at Hinata’s self-control. Even after all the teasing and denial of sexual gratification, she still had the will and wherewithal to do the same to the Raikage. She didn’t grab his cock when she finally made her way down to his groin, even though he knew she desperately wanted to. Instead, she bypassed the area entirely and made her way down to his bare feet again.
With his hands now behind his head, Ay looked down the length of his naked body, admiring Hinata’s mostly naked form hungrily and groaning at her ministrations. Working her way up from his feet, she massaged his shins, calves, knees, thighs, quads and, finally, his hips. Ay’s noises of appreciation grew steadily more insistent as Hinata made her way closer to his core - hilariously dodging his massive, flailing shaft with an embarrassed, naughty smile - his pleasure steadily mounting.
When Hinata finally reached her well-earned prize, her soft, tender hands gripping his throbbing cock gently, it was finally too much pleasure for the writhing Raikage to handle. Arching his back, Ay gasped as his member started to spew like an active volcano, coating his wife’s chest, neck and hands with his seed.
The explosion of semen didn’t deter his wife however, and Naruto almost groaned with pure desire as her tongue poked out and she licked up some of the stray shots that landed close to her mouth. Hinata didn’t stop stroking Ay’s oil and precum-slick cock, running her hands along its entire length in a hand-over-hand motion, her dōjutsu focused intently on the towering erection.
When Ay finally finished cumming, it took him a few moments to regain his bearings. He’d barely grunted when filling her mouth last week, this time he’d all-but roared his release like a bear. When his mind partly cleared of the pleasure-induced fog, he gazed down at Hinata reverently, who was still gazing at his flagging erection with an intense stare.
It might freak the ignorant out to have a Hyuga using their gentle fist technique on such a sensitive part of their body, but Hinata was the greatest user of her family’s arts alive - maybe even ever. With an expert touch and application of chakra, she not only continued stimulating the release of endorphins in Ay’s body, but she also encouraged blood flow in his colossal shaft.
As long as his naughty little princess willed it, the Raikage’s mighty shaft would remain hard for her.
Naruto thanked his lucky stars every day that he had enough stamina to outlast his deceptively perverted wife, otherwise she could very easily drain him dry and leave him an empty husk - if she were horny enough.
Ay raised himself up on his elbows and, with his body quaking in pleasure, stared at Hinata in disbelief. She was still furiously gazing at the Raikage’s massive member, her slick hands running along his entire length hand-over-hand. After each cycle, Ay’s body would quaver in pleasure again, as whatever Hinata was doing sent spikes of pleasure that lit up each of his nerve endings.
However good the massage had felt earlier - and Naruto could say from experience that it felt incredible - that was nothing compared to her chakra-infused handjob. The endorphins flowing through the Raikage’s body reached an all-time high, and the chakra Hinata kept circulating through his colossal shaft heightened his pleasure to unheard of levels.
He could only stare, his jaw clenched in a pointless display of machismo as Hinata brought him more pleasure with her hands than he’d likely ever felt in a woman’s core.
Though I’m sure he’ll enjoy Hinata’s tight pussy well enough…
His wife made the Raikage cum four more times before she finally decided her massage was complete. As she wiped her soiled face and chest clean of his enthusiastic release, Ay lay flat on his back, his breath coming in ragged, heavy pants and his arms and legs akimbo, his cock still hard and throbbing against his abs. The look on his face was priceless, his shock growing more pronounced after realising each of his ejaculations felt better than the last.
Naruto stifled a mischievous chuckle, shifting uncomfortably to ease the strain of his own throbbing erection. The Raikage finally understood how terrifying his wife was - thankfully, he was doing so in the best, most pleasurable way possible.
Giving him a few minutes to regain his senses, and his breath, Hinata gave another short bow while still kneeling beside Ay’s huge, naked form.
‘I hope you appreciated my lowly efforts, Raikage-sama…’
Ay, understandably, wasn’t as well versed at reading Hinata’s queues as her husband was, so he wasn’t able to detect the minute amount of humour and mischief in her polite tone like Naruto did. Instead, he stared at the Hyuga, his mouth gaping open wide in disbelief.
Finally, regaining his wits, he answered with a scratchy voice that had grown worn with his incessant groaning. ‘I’ve had incredible, mind-blowing sex with some of the most beautiful women in the world that didn’t even feel a fraction as good as you just made me feel…’
Hinata squirmed and did her best to hide her pleased smile while her eyes kept darting back to Ay’s towering, throbbing erection.
Ay steadily rose from his position on the floor on shaky legs, as if expecting them to give out underneath him. Instead, he appeared, in his eyes anyway, surprisingly sprightly. His face furrowed in concentration, he executed a series of stretches, marvelling at how his body was responding.
Naturally, his naughty little princess only had eyes for the hard cock that hung almost down to his knees, her kneeling form tantalisingly close to her prize.
‘I haven't’ felt this good in years…’
Hinata tore her eyes away from the mouth-watering appendage and smiled up at her patient. ‘My massage is therapeutic, as well as…pleasurable.’
Ay stared at her in wonder for several seconds before letting out a deep chuckle and shaking his head in disbelief. ‘You have any aunts or cousins looking to settle down? I’m being completely serious, by the way.’
Hinata smiled bashfully and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as her cheeks flushed. ‘I’ll keep that in mind, Raikage-sama.’
‘None of that shit,’ he gruffly replied, offering his hand for his wife to take and stand. ‘I think it’s about time I extend to you a little more of my… hospitality, and I sure as shit won’t be calling you Lady Uzumaki when doing so.’
Hinata tried to hide her excitement as she pulled herself to her feet, her lithe, pale body dwarfed by the statuesque man beside her. Before she could reply or say anything, Ay reached down and snagged the bottle of oil Hinata had brought with her.
He poured some out on the hand that wasn’t holding Hinata’s and eyed it critically before turning to his wife with a wry smile. ‘I noticed this had some relaxing properties to it. Your own recipe?’
Hinata nodded shyly, quivering in excitement now that she was so close, so achingly close to the fulfilment of a long-held, naughty fantasy.
‘Good,’ he purred, bending down to place his lips directly against her ear. Hinata shuddered as his hot breath washed over her, her face a beet red. Ay ran his huge, dark hand down her flat, toned stomach and rested it against her damp panties. ‘You’re going to need it…’
Hinata’s breathing became increasingly erratic and excited as Ay led her over to his desk. Without so much as a care for the headache he was creating for his assistants, the Raikage swept a huge arm across the heavy wooden surface, clearing it of paperwork and stationary alike in one fell stoop.
Now that he had an empty, solid surface to work with, Ay lifted his wife up like she was a toy and plopped her gently down on his desk. Before she could even squeak out her surprise, Ay was already sliding her soaked-through panties down her trembling thighs before flicking open the clasp of her sexy bra with a snap of his fingers, her heavy breasts succumbing to gravity and hanging lower on her chest.
Ay purred with delight as he devoured Hinata’s naked form with dark, smouldering eyes. ‘You’re… exquisite.’
Hinata’s face resembled a tomato at this point - a delicious mixture of embarrassment and arousal - her pale, heavily lidded eyes desperate, needy, and glued to Ay’s huge cock.
‘T-thank you.’
Ay grunted in amusement and emptied some of the special massage oil onto fingers that were each almost as big as Naruto’s own cock. Hinata was breathing shakily, leaning back and supporting her weight on Ay’s desk as the older man reached for the junction between her thighs and, with his eyes locked on hers, slipped an oiled up finger inside her.
He kept staring her down as his wife let out an adorable, aroused squeak, her entire body jolting at the pleasurable intrusion. Then he added a second, large finger and Hinata’s eyes fluttered closed and she moaned.
‘This is nothing, sweet Hinata,’ Ay teased, his voice rumbling with amusement. ‘My cock is gonna stretch you so much more than my fingers…’
Each word seemed to trigger an explosion of pleasure in Hinata, the absolute filth coming off the older man’s tongue driving his shy, incredibly horny wife wild. Unable to help himself, Ay bent down and sucked one delectable nipple in between his lips as he continued fingering his wife’s soon-to-be much looser womanhood.
His fingers pistoned in and out of her, spreading the oil deep into her vagina while also spreading them steadily wider and wider, getting her used to the feeling of being split open. His wife whimpered, her face resting against the top of Ay’s head as he suckled and feasted on her puffy nipples.
Apparently satisfied that his lover was ready for him, Ay finally pulled back, but instead of immediately burying his massive cock inside her tight, warm womanhood like he knew the man desperately wanted, he took another step back and started lathering his cock with even more of the oil, his eyes boring into Hinata’s.
Say it, c’mon man, say it!
‘I’m gonna need you to tell me what it is you want from me, exactly… naughty little Hyuga princess…’
Eh, close enough.
And indeed it was, with Hinata’s body jolting as if struck by electricity at the title he’d given her, her eyes flying wide in disbelief. Her breath was coming in heavy, ragged pants, her body trembling and leaking with need. She stared blankly, incomprehensibly at the Raikage for several tense moments - her expression screaming; Why aren’t you fucking me already?! - but when she finally understood and registered the meaning behind his salacious words, her cheeks burned and she looked away in embarrassment, biting her lip adorably.
‘I… I w-want -’
‘Yes?’ Ay prompted, stroking his hard cock with a massive hand and staring down at his future colleague’s wife hungrily.
Come on hime, do it, say it! You know you want to!
‘I… I w-want to f-feel your huge p-penis inside m-me, please Ay-san! P-please, f-fuck me!’
Naruto almost cheered with victory and came in his pants at the same time from the sound of her sexy pleas alone. Thankfully, he didn’t, otherwise he might have missed the insanely erotic sight of Ay spreading Hinata’s thighs wider apart, stepping closer and pressing his thick, purplish head against his wife’s glistening, oil-slick pussy. Naruto almost forgot to breathe as he watched Ay gently apply pressure, and his wife’s lips spread to accommodate his obscene girth.
Hinata watched her womanhood with fascination, watched as the Raikage’s mushroom head parted her folds and eventually slipped inside her with her mouth hung open in a perpetual silent scream. His wife had never had anything so large inside her before, though she’d fantasised about it endlessly.
After slipping inside her tight, wet, warm tunnel, Ay was able to get almost half of his length inside her before Hinata clenched, and her scream of pleasure became a lot less silent.
‘Ooooooh!’ Hinata cried, her head flung back and her arms wrapping around her lover’s shoulders. ‘I, this is, ooooh! So big!’
As Ay kept up a steady, gentle, thrusting rhythm, Naruto watched the couple fucking while shaking with excitement. This was, without doubt, the sexiest he’d ever seen his wife, completely uninhibited and screaming her pleasure for the world to hear.
Naturally, she no doubt had seen the silencing seals activate when she’d entered the Raikage’s inner sanctum, and that was why she felt so comfortable being so vocally approving of her lover’s monstrous length plundering her depths.
Can’t have that…
Grinning mischievously, Naruto silently and remotely deactivated the silencing wards with a disrupting seal he flicked towards the array that powered it.
His wife continued to cry out in ecstasy, weeks of teasing, of unsatisfying, self-inflicted orgasms leading up to this moment of pure, uninhibited release.
‘Oh! You f-feel so good, so good!’ She cried, collapsing back onto the desk with her elbows supporting her weight. Each thrust had her glorious tits jiggling on her chest, her pale legs wrapping tightly around her lover’s waist and pulling him closer with each of his thrusts, deeper. ‘Oh, oh, oooooh, deeper, yesss!’
And now Mabui can hear everything from her desk just on the other side of that door… As can anyone else who strolls by…
Naruto watched, enraptured and hornier than he’d ever been as the facade his naughty little princess used to shield her inner, perverted self crumbled under the assault of Ay’s massive cock. The Raikage followed Hinata down onto the desk, his forearms planted either side of her head, his hips bouncing and gyrating as he worked his member deeper, his only limitation the depth of his lover’s core.
‘How does it feel?’ Ay purred, leaning down to put his lips right by Hinata’s ear, allowing Naruto a clear view of his enraptured wife’s face, her wide eyes and attempt to muffle her erotic squeals by biting her lip speaking volumes. ‘Is it everything you desired?’
Her face now perpetually red with a mixture of lust and embarrassment, his wife groaned out her ascent.
‘S-so good!’ she cried, wrapping her arms and legs around Ay’s domineering frame and clutching him tighter. ‘Y-you’re stretching me s-so m-much! G-going s-so deeeep!’
She was so embarrassed by the wanton things she’d just screamed Hinata squealed and buried her face in the chuckling Raikage’s shoulder, her moans muffled by his flesh. Ay laughed, his hips never stopping their erotic, bouncing dance as his balls bounced and continuously clapped against his wife’s plush rear.
‘But how does it feel?’ he reiterated, purring directly into her ear and kissing her temple. ‘When you sat in the bath next to mine and watched me stroke my huge cock for you, is this how you imagined it would feel inside of you?’
Naruto’s vulpine grin as Ay used the information he’d passed onto him to enhance his wife’s embarrassment and pleasure couldn’t be beat. His wife’s despairing cry upon hearing she hadn’t been as sneaky as she’d hoped was only matched by the one as Ay sank deeper still, his cock no doubt pressing right up against her cervix - something Naruto couldn’t provide even on his best day.
‘I love it,’ she whimpered, clutching onto his frame like a lifeline as her body rocked with his thrusts. ‘I l-love how your big, manly penis f-feels inside me!’
‘Good girl,’ Ay purred, brushing her hair back and kissing the side of her face. ‘Or should I say… bad girl - because that’s what you are, you’re a no-good, bad, naughty -’
The rest of whatever Ay was about to whisper into his wife’s ear was interrupted by a euphoric wail, the stimulation and dirty talk too much for Hinata. She came, powerfully, her body shaking as it convulsed with pleasure. Ay made it feel better for her by not letting up, his overbearing frame overwhelming all of her senses as his weight pressed down on her and his cock sank deeper still.
Naruto desperately wanking to pull his dick out and jerk off, the sight of Ay’s massive cock splitting his wife’s pussy wide and thrusting down into it almost too hot to bear.
He saved it though, saved it for his naughty little princess.
She was going to get it later, and he wanted to be at his best to give it.
Incredibly, Hinata’s second orgasm came shortly after her first and none were more surprised than the woman herself. Her eyes widened and her back arched as she sang. These weren’t little orgasms either, each one seemingly hitting her like a rasengan to the gut, her pent-up sexual desire being released as pulses and waves of pleasure perpetually flooded her luscious, slutty body.
After her third mind-bending orgasm, Ay decided to flip his wife over so she was bent over his desk - not that Naruto could blame him, the first thing he was gonna do when he was officially made Hokage was bend his wife over his new desk too. His wife braced herself on her elbows, her heavy breasts resting on the desk and jiggling each time Ay’s hips crashed against her meaty rear.
Whether it was the new position providing a different, fresh sensation or the eroticism of being bent over and fucked on the Raikage’s desk getting to her, Hinata’s moans ratcheted up in intensity, her cries of passion almost deafening in the otherwise silence of the large office.
Through this illicit little affair, Naruto finally witnessed something he’d been desperate for ever since he decided to set the Raikage up with his wife - he witnessed Hinata embracing her sexuality, gleefully. Her inhibitions looked utterly discarded as she met her lover’s thrusts with ones of her own, her head tilted back as she cried out her passion for everyone to hear - not that she knew that.
His beautiful, pure, innocent wife was having a sexual awakening, and Naruto couldn’t be prouder.
Or more turned on.
Naruto watched the action from directly above them. Looking down, he could see the peach shape of his wife’s ass with Ay’s massive hands resting on her wide hips, his thick, colossal shaft spearing in and out of her canal. He thrust in deeper than Naruto thought possible and, when he pulled out, it was like seeing a magic trick, as more shaft than he thought possible was revealed, its obsidian length coated in a frothy combination of their excretions.
Ay didn’t unload inside his wife until after her fourth orgasm, and the feeling of having her womb flooded by his thick, warm, viscous seed seemed to trigger yet another.
‘Oooooooooooh, you’re f-filling me up, oh my God, that’s so w-wrong, so dirty! Mmmmmnnnh!’
In the midst of her fifth orgasm, Ay flipped her over once more, whatever his wife had done to stimulate blood flow in his erection working wonders as the older man fucked her like a machine. Hinata flung her arms back, her body going boneless as her lover crashed his groin against hers, her breasts jiggling like jello as she cried out in bliss. Unable to help himself, Ay let go of Hinata’s pale thighs and gripped them like handholds, squeezing the pale flesh so hard he left red imprints, her soft titflesh seeping out from between his fingers.
Hinata stared right up at the ceiling as the Raikage fucked her, unknowingly, directly at him. Grinning wickedly, Naruto briefly dropped his invisibility technique and winked at his wife, mouthing the words I love you before disappearing from sight once more.
Hinata flinched at his unexpected appearance, her shock and mortification giving way to bliss and serenity when she realised what he’d mouthed to her. Naruto had underestimated how much his wife needed to feel assured and hear - or rather see - those words. Biting her lip, she smiled naughtily in his direction as her moans grew more uninhibited, his words freeing her.
Hearing the soulful wails coming out of such a normally shy and reserved beauty was a prize all on its own, one he would cherish for the rest of his days - when he wasn’t ripping them out of her himself, of course.
Naruto’s perverted show was finally interrupted by an urgent knock at the door, followed by Mabui, the Raikage’s assistant, slipping inside unannounced and closing the door behind her. He wanted to cackle at how embarrassed and flushed the woman looked, reminding him so much of his wife in that moment Naruto wanted nothing more than to drop from the ceiling and fuck her right there.
‘What is it?!’ Ay barked, refusing to take his eyes off Hinata’s mortified face and jiggling breasts. ‘I’m busy!’
‘Raikage-sama, we’re getting complaints!’ Mabui cried, unsure where to look as she tried valiantly to avert her eyes and address her boss at the same time - none of this was helped by Ay refusing to stop fucking Hinata through all this. Hinata’s hands had clapped over her mouth at their uninvited guest, her eyes wide and pleading with Ay to stop out of sheer mortification. ‘Please activate the silencing charms if you’re going to, to, to do this!’
If Hinata was embarrassed before, that was nothing compared to her reaction upon hearing her erotic performance hadn’t been as private as she’d hoped. She squealed, the sound muffled by her hands, while Ay turned around and looked at Mabui in confusion.
Apparently refusing to be out of his wife’s warm, tight canal for any length of time, Ay picked her up from his desk and rested her against his broad chest as he made his way over to the seal array, completely unbothered by Mabui’s presence. Hinata squealed with each step he took, gravity making her sink deeper each time. Ay absently bounced her on his shaft like she weighed nothing at all, his expert eyes examining the seal and finding the wards were, indeed, not activated. His brow furrowed in confusion while Hinata buried her face in his neck and desperately tried to muffle her squeals of euphoria.
Mabui was doing her best to look everywhere but at the rutting couple having an illicit affair. Naruto wondered what she was thinking. Did she think his wife was cheating on him? That thought sent a thrill of excitement through the perverted, voyeuristic blonde.
Reactivating the silencing charms, he nodded and waved his assistant away with his free hand, the other supporting his wife’s weight on its own with a powerful grip on her meaty ass. Mabui sighed with relief and gladly slipped back out of the office, happy to be done with this tricky, potentially disastrous situation.
Ay pressed Hinata against the heavy door and sank as deep as his mighty tool would allow. Hinata’s back arched and she wanted to squeal, but she bit her forearm to mask any more embarrassing sounds leaking out.
‘Cry out as much as you like, naughty girl,’ Ay grinned and whispered in her ear. ‘There seemed to be some kind of error and the seal deactivated. I hope they do not get deactivated again,’ he mused aloud, pointedly, supposedly to himself.
The Raikage had no proof that he’d been the one to deactivate them, of course, but it was no secret he was gifted with seals, so it was a logical guess.
Keeping his wife pressed against his thick, office door, Ay showed off his wife’s flexibility by lifting one of her legs up until it rested against his shoulder, the other dangling free as he thrust up into her. Naruto wanted to laugh as Hinata finally felt safe to moan out to her heart’s content. If his wife wasn’t so drunk on pleasure, she’d probably have realised that Ay continuing to fuck her against his door had the naughty effect of causing it to rattle on its hinges.
Mabui heard nothing of their passion, but she certainly knew what was causing the doors to shake. He wondered if she was turned on by the sight. He created a shadow clone to spy her reactions too - if nothing else, it would give him a good laugh when he dispelled it later.
Despite Hinata’s technique making the Raikage last longer than usual, all good things must come to an end. Ay fucked Hinata against his door for another twenty minutes before finally giving out, and Naruto lost count of the amount of times his wife finished in that period - smaller orgasms, for sure, but her continuous, soulful cries of pleasure let him know she didn’t care one bit.
When Ay came in her again, his explosion of seed so violent some of it splattered out from the tight seal Hinata’s pussy had around his monstrously girthy shaft, the Raikage finally seemed out of stamina. Still, he carried Hinata over to his sofa as she hung limply in his arms, supporting her weight like it was nothing with one arm while the other put his cushions back on the sofa.
When Ay gently laid Hinata down onto the soft cushions, he finally slipped out of her love canal for the first time in what felt like hours. Naruto would forever remember the erotic image of another man’s cum spilling out of his wife’s gaping and abused pussy. As expected, Ay had cum a lot, his seed spilling out of Hinata in an endless stream and looking like lava. His wife gazed at her womanhood in an equal amount of shock as Ay looked on proudly.
Naruto’s cock surged with excitement when, instead of squealing and covering her face in embarrassment, Hinata sank deeper into the couch and massaged her labia, coaxing more of Ay’s seed to slough out of her and onto the wooden floor.
‘That…felt incredible, Ay-san.’
The man in question chuckled deeply, his cock finally soft and covered in their combined juices, but still hanging halfway down his thigh.
‘Glad I could be of service.’
Naruto watched on as they slowly recovered and got dressed once his wife’s pussy stopped leaking cum. Finally presentable, Ay led Hinata to his office door arm in arm, as if he were simply a perfect gentleman taking a noble lady on a guided tour rather than a prime bull that had fucked a woman a third of his age into oblivion and was about to set her on her walk of shame.
Before they parted ways, Ay turned Hinata to face him and bent down to capture her soft lips in a searing, domineering kiss. There was no tenderness there, Ay was making sure there was no confusion with where things stood.
When they finally pulled apart, Ay was smirking and Hinata was flush and breathing heavily.
‘If you’re ever feeling up to it, at any time of the day or night,’ Ay began, his voice deep and seductive. ‘Come find me and I’ll eagerly show you my hospitality again and again. As many times as you like. Okay?’
Hinata flushed prettily but bit her lip and nodded, a naughty smile on her beautiful features.
‘As always, you’ve been a most gracious host, Raikage-sama.’
Though they’d dispensed with formalities earlier, there was something different about the way she respectfully addressed him this time. Her words were naughty and thick with promise.
Hinata was flirting and Naruto adored her for it.
Before she could leave, Ay snatched her elbow and offered Hinata one final bit of advice.
‘I’m sure you’ve realised this by now, but your husband played a little prank on us.’ Naruto would have been annoyed at having been ratted out so readily, but there was no way his wife wouldn’t have realised herself when her mind finally cleared, the excitement of finally having a huge cock inside her fading over time. Hinata’s eyes widened at the Raikage’s words but he ignored them and continued. ‘You’ll likely get a lot of looks as you return to your hotel. Hold your head high, you have nothing to be ashamed of. What you did tonight you did with your husband’s full blessing and you loved every second of it.’ The last bit came off a little boastful, but he certainly wasn’t wrong. ‘Own it, own your pleasure. Own your sexuality.’
Naruto smiled fondly at the older man’s words of wisdom - he couldn’t have said it better himself, and though he’d been trying to impart those lessons on his wife for years now, they just hit differently coming from someone older and more experienced.
Though her cheeks were still flushed, his wife’s back subtly straightened at the pep talk, an unseen before confidence oozing out of every one of her sexually satisfied pores.
Naruto swapped positions with one of his clones and made his way back to their hotel in silence, his raging erection leading the way.
He needed to fuck and he needed to fuck now.
-
Hinata pointedly ignored the incredulous, disgusted, envious and lascivious stares. By now, every single one of the Raikage’s staff would know she’d had sex with their leader by now, thanks to her devious, no-good, perverted husband and, by the end of the day, the entire village would be whispering about it.
With the Raikage’s words still lingering in her mind however, she didn’t pay these insignificant ants any mind. What she’d done, she’d done with her loving husband’s complete blessing, and it had been one of the most pleasurable, sexually fulfilling experiences of her life.
Her childish fantasies of having a huge dick inside her hadn’t come close to the splendour and intensity of the real thing. She shuddered with phantom pleasure, her lips curled with delight.
She felt incredible, she felt powerful.
When she finally returned to their room, she was unsurprised to see three copies of her naked husband ready and waiting for her. One on the bed, one standing beside it and one ready to guide her over from the door. Hinata grinned sexily at the sight, the feelings of power giving her a previously unseen amount of confidence. Sashaying over to the bed, she bent down and gave the real copy a chaste kiss on the lips.
‘I hope you enjoyed the show, my love.’
Naruto smiled excitedly, his crystal blue eyes wild with lust. ‘It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen!’ His gushing was positively adorable. ‘You were so beautiful, so sexy. Perfection!’
Despite her confident demeanour, Hinata couldn’t help the heat that suffused her cheeks, the pleased flush a result of the knot of worry in her belly unwinding, the last vestiges of her insecurity being washed away. She’d secretly been concerned that Naruto would regret his decisions when she saw how…vociferously her copulation with the older, well-endowed man had been received.
His excitement and the pure love shining in his eyes dispelled those silly notions in an instant, and a wicked grin graced her beautiful features.
‘Oh, that’s nice,’ she said disinterestedly, before pointing at his far less impressive erection with mock disdain. ‘And what, exactly, do you expect me to do about that?’
Her husband gaped at her in shock, at a complete loss for words for the first time in his life. Hinata’s smile widened and she channelled more of the power she felt surging through her veins.
Is this what confidence feels like…? Is this how Naruto feels all the time?!
‘I’m rather tired, my love,’ she lied, her pale eyes twinkling with mischief. ‘But, even if I wasn’t, if I truly wanted to be embraced, I think I'd just go pay Raikage-sama a visit instead… avail myself once more of his…generous hospitality.’
Seeing her husband’s flushed, whiskered cheeks and look of incredulity, Hinata felt a surge of excitement shoot through her core. Her smile widening, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his ear.
‘Did you truly think there’d be no consequences for what you put me through this past week?’ She took power from Naruto’s shocked inhalation of breath and, channelling every bit of her newfound sexual liberation and freedom, she infused as much lust into her voice as possible - she was about to say something she didn’t mean, but knew would drive her perverted husband insane with desire.
Pinching his far less impressive erection between her thumb and forefinger, she whispered more naughty words directly into her husband’s ear.
‘Besides…what can you offer me with this little thing that Raikage-sama and his superior, manly cock cannot?’
As she slipped into the bathroom to clean herself, a pleased, excited thrill shooting through her core, she quietly giggled when she heard her husband’s tortured, lustful groan of desire.