Cheating on Naruto II - Hinata x Reader

Hinata Hyuga was known for many things: being the wife of the Hokage, the inheritor of Hamura's chakra, the Hyuga Princess, and—

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SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—!

Having some of the biggest tits in the Land of Fire as well as a gentle voice. She wasn’t the type to cry out. She often muffled herself to prevent her shame from spreading.

But at the crack of dawn, after hours upon hours of cock, Hinata broke.

“Naruto~! Naruto~! I'm so sorry~! So sorryyyy~! But he's JUST so much bigger than yoooouu~!”

Getting fucked doggy-style, her ass jiggled and her breasts bounced back and forth. The MILF was crying tears of joy, white eyes rolled back and utterly relishing in the pounding. This wasn’t like Naruto. This wasn’t like her husband. This was different. Better. It shouldn’t have been. For all intents and purposes, it was slower than the fastest man in the world.

“Naruto really doesn't plow you, eh? Unh! Unh!” Imagine that ass of hers perpetually bouncing off your pelvis. Imagine your cock swallowed up by her pink pussy. “You're so damn wet!”

But it wasn’t about specs alone. Naruto might have been able to kill the individual and the cock that was causing his wife several orgasms, but that didn’t change his lack of skill. Naruto Uzumaki was a god. Fucking at the speed of light, beyond Hinata’s comprehension, seemed to be the correct move on paper. Dick her down so hard that she didn’t even know what was happening. However, that logic was flawed. Fucking that hard and fast led to wasted movements. At that speed, eighty percent of his thrusts wouldn’t and weren’t registered by his wife’s pussy.

You were different. You were plowing his wife with supreme efficiency. Honestly, whether you were doing it on purpose or out of pure instinct was hard to tell from an outside perspective. Only you knew the truth. Were you just better than Naruto at sex? Or were you simply a better fit for Hinata Hyuga? 

"Yes…! Yesshh~!” The married woman was panting wantingly, her hands gripping the bed sheets. "More... ! More! More~! Pleeeease~!” 

Each thrust mattered. Each thrust was felt. Unlike with Naruto who did as he wanted without asking, you asked. You adapted. You changed things up and made sex enjoyable. 

You adjusted your thrust sliiightly right, hitting that magic spot. Hinata cried out, throwing her back. "Yes, right there! Right there! Right where Naruto can’t reach! Don't stop, please!"

“I have no intention of stopping. Cum for me, Hinata. Cum.”

And she did. Her pussy clenched down hard on your cock, and she shouted your name as her juices flooded onto the mattress. You kept pounding her through the orgasm, building toward your own orgasm until realizing she had become a hysterical mess.

“Haaahhhh~! Naruutooo~! Narutooooo~!” Poor girl was crying out for her old crush in a fit of confusion and overstimulation, not realizing that he wasn’t here. 

Your fingers seized those child-bearing hips of hers, remembering that she gave birth to two of Naruto’s children—and thrust! You reached deep enough that Hinata snapped back to reality, orgasming and tightening and moaning like a virgin. She lost feeling in her arms and toppled over, the natural curve of her spine doing god’s work and letting you absolutely smash her cunt.

‘Naruto definitely didn’t get this far.’ 

For sure. Unquestionably. Her moans were growing louder and with more desperation. This was new territory—for both you and Hinata. Your cock was throbbing hard, growing as a result of your nearing climax. Cum was slipping out and you had the strong desire to dump your load inside.

Hinata reached for a pillow to stop herself. It worked. Somewhat. 

“Ah~! Oh~! Nnnghhh~! Gsshhh~!” Hinata’s ass was waaay high up. Her face, meanwhile, was biting into a pillow and suppressing any further screams or moans or delusions. The wife of the Hokage was humiliated. She had betrayed her husband in the worst way possible and yet…her body didn’t feel guilty. Not in the slightest. It just wanted more. It wanted more of your dick—your superior dick. 

“Gonna cum,” you muttered. You were almost casual in your thrusts. If Naruto was seeing this, he would have had a heart attack. You were casually doing that which he could not: make Hinata cum. Standing on your knees, destroying that lonely pussy of hers, and just making her let go.

The only Naruto had seen this side of his wife was during their honeymoon—and that was because she was new to sex. The reactions of a virgin versus a mother that had given birth twice should have been night and day due to experience. In reality, it wasn't. Hinata was getting fucked anew. 

“I promised~! I promised~! I promised myself that I wouldn't scream~! I promised not to humiliate myself~!”

Her voice was muffled and nearly incomprehensible. Perhaps it was because you were connected. Perhaps it was a trick of the mind. However, you understood.

The thought that you had broken another one of her tenants was orgasmic. Quite literally, your balls swelled and you erupted. But knowing that Hinata was already full from the previous creampie…

Pop!

You pulled out. Her snatch clung onto you needily. You sighed, slapped your cock onto her ass, and nutted. Spurts of cum shot down her back and hair. “Hah…”

Your shoulders relaxed. Your balls tightened as they emptied themselves.

‘This is the life…’

Cumming inside Hinata Hyuga. Cumming outside Hinata Hyuga. There was nothing in the world better than that. Naruto, as Hokage, was too busy to invest time into such a hobby.

You weren’t. You kept cumming until you were wrung dry.

Her baby daddy, her husband, was locked up in his office counting the days until he got to see his girl again. Meanwhile, she was letting some random dude, you, cover her back with a fresh batch of cum.

Hinata blinked weakly. She was a ninja and the wife of the Hokage. She thought she could at least outlast some random non-ninja.

“Mmmphh…!” Hinata exhaled loudly through her nose, her arched figure shaking from the aftershocks. Slivers of cum were dripping from her pussy too. Your little birthday gift.

You glanced at the clock. It was well-over one o'clock. It was no longer Hinata's birthday. Sleeping beside a creampied Hinata on a motel bed teetered on being a rash or a phenomenal idea. 

You pined for the second. This was your night and you wanted the whole experience. If you got to fuck Hinata at night, then you also wanted to know what it was like to wake up next to her in the morning. You wanted to know what it was like to be her husband.

***

Waking up, you felt at peace. A blanket enveloping you, your morning boner was comfy and hard. Last night felt like a dream. It wasn’t.

You turned your head slightly and found yourself gazing at Hinata Hyuga.

“Ah!”

Hinata was already awake.

The princess’ face flushed red, her white eyes looking at you with a mixture of embarrassment and something else—something almost like contentment.

Hinata's legendary rack was wholly exposed. From the bottom of your heart, you wanted to thank whatever higher being there was for these huge tits. Your eyes flickered down, your fingers already remembering. Hinata blushed harder and hurriedly grabbed the blanket to cover herself, pulling it up to her chin as if that could somehow hide the fact of what had transpired between you both. Her cheeks glowed a brighter shade of red, but weirdly…there was no regret in her eyes.

"Hinata," you murmured, your voice still rough from sleep. "Good morning."

Hinata bit her lower lip, her eyes darting away for a moment before returning. "Good morning," she replied softly.

Your cock was already throbbing. Her beauty was the type to seduce boners out of men. No wonder Naruto kept her as a housewife. If she went too far with clothes, if she wore an outfit that was remotely revealing, she would witness bigger, better cocks everywhere she went.

This was it. This was the view Hinata’s husband saw. If it were up to you, you would fuck her brains out and steal her for yourself. You elected not to since staying for too long would be suspicious.

“Naruto will wonder where you are,” you said. “The rain is gone too. I should go.”

You removed the blanket from yourself and got off the bed, nude. Hinata’s breath hitched when she saw your proud morning boner. Whether it was three inches or nine inches, it was bigger than Naruto's. That was what mattered.

“W-wait.”

“Hm?” You turned. Hinata was already sitting up, blanket placed aside, her milky body out for you to consume. The princess was a radiant star like no other. A one in a million beauty with amazing tits and a kind personality to compliment it. 

“Here.” Hinata patted her thighs. “Sit.”

“Sit?”

She nodded. “Just for now. I…want to savour this.”

You hesitated for a moment before moving closer to her. With a gentle but firm touch, she guided your head into her lap, creating a lap pillow for you. Her soft, warm thighs cradled your head, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of emotion at the intimacy of the gesture.

"Hinata…" you began, but she placed a finger on your lips, silencing you.

"Let's not think about anything else right now," she said softly. "Just… stay here with me."

You nodded, closing your eyes and letting yourself relax in her comforting embrace. Her fingers began to stroke your cheek gently, the motion soothing and calming.

You lay on her lap. You opened your eyes to see her face but found that her tits were too big and were blocking it. Your view was full of the pale, cushiony mounds. Your cock was struggling. Without touching her, without any blowjob or handjob or pussy, you wanted to cum.

Okay, so maybe you understand Naruto's premature ejaculation problem now.

“You're very hard,” Hinata said almost innocently.

“Hinata, going soft in front of you is impossible.”

She smiled sadly. “Naruto used to be like that.”

“You said it's been five years since Naruto made you orgasm.” A chuckle almost broke out from you. “You said he was terrible.”

“I-I…” Hinata stopped playing with your cheek. “It was, erm, the heat of the moment.”

“Be honest with me. I deserve that much.”

You buried both hands between the underside of her cleavage and parted it to see her face.

“Well…” Hinata’s smile was accompanied by flushed cheeks. “There's a reason Naruto takes quick dips at the hot spring. His cock isn't exactly Hokage-level.”

Your dick was thrilled, pre-cum breaking out. Hinata bit her bottom lip and reached over to the sack of clothes on the table. From the pockets of the pants, she got out a photo. 

“But…he made up for it with Shadow Clones. Lots and lots of Shadow Clones.”

Hinata slipped the photo between her boobs. You caught it with your hand and checked. It was a photo of the Uzumaki family.

Cute photo, sure. To you, what was most important was that Hinata was smoking hot here. The light blush and the big tits...sheesh.

“Like here. This was a photo shoot that we did for a history book.” You shifted herself over so that you were sitting horizontally rather than vertically. You could hear the discord in her voice, the excitement. “That morning, I was surrounded by a hundred of his Shadow Clones. Naruto creampied me ninety times, made me swallow thirty times, and came on my butt and boobs sixty times. I had never been so full.”

Wow. Okay, now that was crazy. You fucked her knowing there was steep competition but still. Ninety creampies? God damn.

“Good for you,” you said. “No wonder the two of you're blushing so hard here.”

“Mm.”

Naruto Uzumaki was the greatest source of Yang chakra for a reason. Yet in spite of the happy memories, she reached over and grabbed your cock. Gently, she jerked you off.

“It's been five years since then,” Hinata murmured, voice contrasted by her handjob. “The last…”

“The last orgasm you had?” You finished.

“Mhm. After this, Naruto became busy with being Hokage. The mental stress made his loads, erm, become thin and watery. Shadow Clones lasted a couple minutes in bed and at some point…they just stopped.”

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—!

She wasn't looking down. She couldn't, her boobs were too big. Instead, she gazed upon your cock and stroked it eagerly. There was regret in her. Dissatisfaction. It should be Naruto enjoying the lap pillow, not you.

Reality wasn't so easy, however.

“Most Leaf men aren't even a third that size.” Hinata giggled. “What are you eating exactly?”

“Me? Just some ramen.”

“If eating ramen was all it took, then Naruto would be as hung as a horse.”

Buuut that wasn’t the case. That was why Hinata herself couldn't be mad at herself. You and Naruto were on different levels.

“We all have our special skills and genetics. Naruto can kill gods. I can fuck goddesses.”

One soft hand pumped your cock till completion. Spurt, spurt, spurt! You came and your world went white.

***

It was time to go.

Hinata wore a simple lavender dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her waist and the gentle swell of her hips. Her hair was slightly tousled, giving her an effortlessly beautiful look.

“I’ll see you then.”

“Himawari will need tutoring in three days,” Hinata said as if the two of you hadn’t fucked and were back to your routine. “What time suits you?”

“Hrm, four?”

“Would five work?”

“That works for me.”

Hinata stood at the open door, smiling. Groceries in hand, patient and lovely as always.

Before she left, you pulled her close one last time, kissing her deeply. Your hand slipped down to her butt again, giving it a squeeze. Hinata was pulled up and deeper into the kiss.

"Take care," Hinata said, smiling and giggling. 

"You too," you replied, watching as she left the room. The door closed softly behind her, and you were left alone with your thoughts.

Well…that was fun. 

When you finally got home, the exhaustion from the night before caught up with you. You collapsed onto your bed, the scent of her lingering on your skin. As you drifted off to sleep, you couldn't help but wonder what the future held, but for now, all you could think about was the happiness you'd seen in her eyes.

You hoped Hinata felt the same. 

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Hinata stepped quietly into her home, her thoughts still lingering on the events of the night before. The house was silent, a rare occurrence with Boruto either complaining or Himawari laughing. She found her husband in the living room, Naruto Uzumaki. Tall and with whiskers on his cheeks, there was no doubt that it was him. 

Her stomach dropped. “N-Naruto…”

His bright blue eyes lit up when he saw her. Meanwhile, Hinata’s pussy quivered at the sight of him. 

"Hinata!” Naruto grinned. He crossed the room to meet her, pulling her into a gentle embrace. "I missed you."

Hinata smiled, though a pang of guilt tugged at her heart. She returned his hug, feeling the familiar comfort of his arms around her. "I missed you too, Naruto."

He kissed her, his lips soft and eager against hers. As he deepened the kiss, his hands roamed down to her butt, giving it a squeeze. 

“So…” Looking back, Naruto smiled lecherously. “The kids aren’t here, ya know?”

“O-oh, really?”

“Yep! Himawari is still at the sleepover while Boruto is out training.” Suddenly, she felt it. His cock poking her stomach through his pants. A tent that already had a dot of pre-cum. Looking down, Hinata was shocked and…well, thrilled.

Naruto’s cock looked particularly excited today. This was her husband, her crush. 

Hinata tensed slightly, her mind flashing back to the night before. But she tried to forget it. She grabbed his cock and stroked it. “Well…I don’t mind—”

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes. Her fingers followed his shaft and went to his balls, caressing them once. That was when it happened.

“H-Hinata!” 

Huh? What was with that voice crack? And his cock…it was throbbing a little too hard. She peered down. ‘No way…’ 

Naruto stiffened against her, his breath hitching. The dot in his pants became larger. A wet spread of cum that nearly dripped through the fabric. Then, after ten seconds, his cock calmed down and just disappeared. No more throbbing, no more hardness, it was soft again. 

Suddenly, Naruto pulled away with a sharp intake of breath. "Hinata... I... uh..." he stammered, his cheeks flushing red. Hands on her shoulders, he seemed utterly embarrassed. 

‘He came…he came in his pants…’ 

Naruto Uzumaki, the strongest man in the world, had prematurely ejaculated. It was an issue that had been happening more frequently lately, though she hadn’t realized it had gotten this bad. Three, no, four strokes and that was all it took to make him pop. 

Naruto recognized just how bad this was. “I, er…blue balls! It’s been a while!”

‘You came this morning…’ Trying to keep her expression neutral, Hinata stepped back slightly and offered him a gentle smile.

"Why don't I make us some ramen?" she suggested, trying to ease the awkwardness of the moment.

“Ramen!? Homemade ramen!?” Naruto's eyes were bursting up at the mention of ramen, and he nodded eagerly. "That sounds great! Thanks, Hinata."

“Err, you should get changed too.”

“Ah.” He glanced down, reddening again. “T-that was an accident.” He ran off, mumbling as he did. “Good thing Kurama isn’t here anymore to spectate. Would have never heard the end of that,” he mumbled.

Hinata suddenly wished Kurama was here and that he could humiliate Naruto. Seriously, that performance had gotten even on her nerves. After what you did—

“No, stop.” Hinata drew in a breath, hand on her chest. “Ramen. Remember, I love Naruto. He loves ramen, he loves me, and that’s…that’s all that matters.”

The hot mood was quickly forgotten as Naruto came back, his enthusiasm for ramen taking over. Hinata was in the kitchen and busied herself with preparing the meal.

‘I want to get dicked down.’ That was all she could think about. The sheer contrast between her moments with you and her life with Naruto was staggering. Several orgasms and mind blowing, attentive sex versus ramen and premature ejaculation. The guilt was there, but so was the undeniable connection she'd felt last night.

When the ramen was ready, she brought it to the table where Naruto was already seated, a big smile on his face. “Thanks, Hinata! Love ya!” He dug in with gusto, chatting animatedly about his day and their plans for the future. Hinata smiled and nodded, her heart heavy.

‘I’m sorry, Naruto.’ 

She would have to face the consequences of her actions eventually. But for now, she wanted something other than a premature ejaculation.

“How long will Boruto and Himawari be out?” she asked.

“Well…” Naruto put the bowl down, gulping down the noodles. “Boruto is gonna be back in three days. As for Himawari, I think picking her tomorrow is fine, don’tcha think?”

“And you?”

“Actually, I gotta go back to the office soon. But…” Sluurrrrp! “I wish I could stay! This is as good as Ichiraku’s!” 

Hinata smiled. ‘So I’m going to be home alone for the next two days.’ 

***

You woke up, the sun shining bright through the window. It was…Friday? Something like that. The start of a long, hot summer weekend. Perfect weather for a ninja. Stretching your arms above your head, you yawn, the events of last night flooding back to you. Hinata, that gorgeous, timid housewife, her big tits and soft curves, that needy pussy – you fucked her senseless. A smile spread across your face as you recalled her moans, the way she clung to you, begging for more.

“Narutoooo~!”

She called that name because of how much better you were. Gotta feel bad for her husband. Maybe. Assuming you sympathised with the hero of the world. If not, then…yeah. The memories kept flashing through your head without guilt. 

Just as you were about to get up and start your day, there was a gentle knock on the door. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you padded over and opened the door. A mailman stood there, holding a large envelope. 

"For you, sir," the mailman said, handing it over. Curious, you took the envelope, closed the door, and found an invitation inside. 

Would you mind cumming to my home? 

Sincerely, WEB

“Web? What does that mean?”

Web…web…

“An acronym for white eyed beauty?” You laughed. “No way. Is Hinata…?”

Yep, that had to be it. The sexual innuendo, the mention of “cumming” home when their plan was for him to come in a couple days.

Yep, this was Hinata.

After a shower and a change of clothes, you made your way to the hotel, a pulse of anticipation throbbing between your legs. Hinata’s pussy was that good. Arriving at the Uzumaki home, you took a deep breath and knocked.

Nobody answered.

You lightly prodded on the knob. Huh. It was open. You stepped inside. The living room and kitchen were empty. Nobody was here. You decided to go upstairs. Himawari’s room was empty. So was Boruto's. That left…

‘Naruto and Hinata’s room.’ 

There was definitely something different about it. An aura that leaked from the bottom. The door creaked open.

Immediately, you were hugged by a seductive ambiance. Your breath nearly stopped in your throat as you spotted Hinata. Hinata Hyuga, a married woman, standing by the master bed, wearing sexy black lingerie that did nothing but show her ample cleavage and curvy hips. Her hair fell softly around her face and those white eyes of hers held lust as well as anxiety.

"Hinata," you breathe, closing the door behind you without breaking eye-contact. "You’re…ravishing.”

Because that was the type of woman she was. The big tits, wide hips, and innocence that was so fucking hot that pitched a tent, like counting one-two-three. 

Hinata bit her bottom lip. She looked like she wanted to explain herself.  "I-I'm not a slut. I-I just… want… need something more."

You walked towards her, taking in the sight of her curves adorned in sinful see-through lingerie. She wore this during her honeymoon. She didn’t say it but that was the hunch you got. "And what is it that you want, Hinata?"

Black see-through lingerie. A G-string.

It was obvious what she wanted.

Her flared hips were complimented by her huge breasts which were already perked up with arousal and see-through. The contrast between her pale skin and the soft pink areola around her nipples added an endearing charm to her appearance. All of it coming together to her smile; to the delicate features of her cute face.

Hinata took a shy step toward you, her eyes glancing down briefly. "I want your cock. I need it. Please…"

The size difference. Her hand went down. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes…

Hinata shuddered. You didn't cum early. You were already doing better than Naruto. 

Without another word, Hinata pulled you towards her, crushing her lips against yours. She tasted of strawberries and lust, and you groaned into the kiss as her big boobs pressed against yours. Her hands roamed your chest, fingers curling into your shirt as she pulled you closer, her tongue dancing with yours.

Breaking the kiss, you trailed open-mouthed kisses along her jaw, nipping at her ear lobe. "I can’t believe Naruto refused to fuck you. That’s why you’re here, right? I can't wait to feel my cock inside that tight pussy again."

She shuddered, her breath coming in short gasps. "Please, don't make me wait. Naruto is a quickshot, I just…I just can’t wait! I want to be satisfied! I don't want to be lonely anymore! I want to be the first option!"

So Naruto abandoned her with terrible sex and a reminder that she was second to his work as Hokage. Aw.

You reached behind her to unclasp her bra, setting her large, round breasts free. Leaning down, you took a nipple into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it as you tease it with your teeth. Hinata moaned and her head fell back.

"T-that's...yes, that's what I want," Hinata muttered, gasping. Sucking harder, you slid a hand between her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her core. She was already wet for you, her juices coating your fingers as you stroked her tender bud.

“I still can’t believe a MILF like you is an unsatisfied housewife. What a waste.”

Teasing her with gentle touches, you pulled away, leaving her breathless and wanting. Hinata's eyes fluttered open, a plea in their depths. Without speaking, she turned, crawled onto the bed, and presented her deliciously round ass to you, framed perfectly by her lacy black G-string.

What an ass. People talked about Hinata's tits all the time but she had a great ass too.

Your hands went forward and gripped her ass down to the last finger. You gave that thicc ass a good spank. Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle. Hinata placed a hand over her mouth, muffling any embarrassing noises. As always, she wanted to be dignified about it.

'Let's see how long that lasts.'  

Spank!

After witnessing one last set of jiggles from her ass, you decided to play. Your erection swept up and down the thin fabric of her G-string, letting her feel just how much you wanted her. Already, she remembered that you were thicker than Naruto.

“Much thicker…” Hinata murmured. 

With a finger, you snapped the fabric in half, letting your eyes feast on her pink, swollen pussy lips. They were positively glistening with need. However, doggy-style was already done. Time for a new position.

You stroked your throbbing cock, smirked, and then hooked your hands over her legs, and heaved her up. Your cock slipped inside her nicely and she let out a loud moan. 

“A-ah~! This is…!”

She wasn’t facing you. No, she was facing the married bed. She was facing the place where Boruto and Himawari were conceived. You stood on the carpet of the room, cock inside the married slut’s pussy, and did your second thrust.

“Haaahhh~!”  

Hinata peeked down, her breath quickening. This was already too much—too much better than Naruto. You could feel it too. She had gotten tighter. Was it because she totally wanted this? Because she made peace with it? Whatever it was, she was clamping down on you hard. With a third smooth thrust, you sank balls-deep into her hot, tight cunt again.

“Mmmphh~!” Hinata cried out, her head falling back. “Y-you~! You’re so much deeper than Narutoooo~!” 

You paused, giving her a moment to adjust to your size before pulling out almost all the way and slamming back into her. She whimpered, her body trembling as you began to piston in and out, your balls slapping against her ass with each powerful stroke. Standing and fucking wasn’t something she had ever done with Naruto. The Hokage was very vanilla.

“Naruto never do this?”

“N-never! Neeveerrr~! Nngghhh~!” Thrust, thrust, thrust. Her lips parted. Her eyes widened. “C-cumming~! I-I’m…nnnghh…cumming~!” It was almost a low whisper at the end, a return to the old Hinata. 

She wanted to hold back. She wanted not to humiliate herself in her own house. But it was hard. The switch from quickshot Naruto to you was too extreme. The way you two completed each other was like something fate foresaw. 

"Mmmpphh~! Nngghhh~!”

“Say it, Hinata! Say it proudly!”

“I-I…I just…!” 

You kept thrusting. You kept fucking. Your balls slapped and her cunt tightened. You could feel her reaching the edge of her limits. Her legs and boobs bounced wildly.

“I…!”

“Say it!”

“Harder~! Fuck me harder~! HARDER~!” Hinata cried, pushing back against you, meeting your thrusts. “FUCK ME LIKE NARUTO NEVER HAASSSS~!”

The whispers were broken.

You were happy to oblige, grabbing her hips and pounding into her with fierce abandon. He stepped onto the bed, her juices spilling.

“Yessshhhh~! IT’S SHHOOO GOOODDD~! SUCH GOOD DICKKK~! DICK THAT DOESN’T CUM EARLY~! DICK THAT FUCKS PROPERLY~!”

The bed creaked beneath you, the sound of your sweaty bodies slapping together filling the room. Her pussy gripped your cock like a vice, milking you with each thrust. You could officially say you did not blame Naruto for being a quickshot—this big-titty slut was way too tight!

“Not that I’m complaining but you should really be saving this tight pussy for your husband! For Naruto! He’s the Hokage! He should be rewarded!” 

“Haaahhh…haaahhh…! Cumming~! I’M CUMMIIING~!”

Your question wouldn’t be answered until later—when the orgasm died down and you went slower. Her breath was heavy and her voice went back to normal—to the shy Hinata. That was how you knew she was being honest here. No heat of the moment excuse here. 

"I-I mean, I love him..." Hinata said, her voice barely above a whisper as she moved up and down your shaft. "He's always been there for me, protecting me... and our family... but sometimes... I need more than he can give." 

Slow and steady wins the race.

However, so does fucking hard.

Your hands went to grope her tits, fingers kneading and sinking in. They were like fresh melons made of marshmallows. You squeezed them firmly and accompanied that with a hard thrust. Hinata moaned softly as you fondled them, rolling her nipples between your fingers. "O-oh, that’s—! Haaahhh~! Mmmppphhh~!” 

Faster. With every passing second, your thrusts went faster. Deeper. Better.

“Does Naruto really not touch you? Grope you? Fuck you?” One hand went over to grab her cheeks and turn them, meeting her featureless white eyes. “Did his balls shrink or something?”

“T-that’s…”

Oh wait, they did. 

As her words trailed off, you started picking up the pace, taking advantage of your superior size. Faster, faster, faster…!

“There it is~! Yes, yes, yessshh~!” Her eyes rolled back. Harder, faster, better-! “I’M ALREADY CUMMIIIINNGGG~!” 

PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—!  

“PLEASSEEE~!” Hinata pleaded, slamming down harder and harder. That ass of hers was jiggling. "FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM! SHOW ME HOW MUCH BETTER YOU ARE THAN MY HUSBAND!”

One hand went over to squeeze one of her bouncing breasts. Hinata screamed, her pussy clenching around you as she rode out her sixth powerful orgasm. Her juices flooded your cock, making your thrusts even more pleasurable.

Feeling your own orgasm approaching, you lean over her, your breath hot on her ear as you whisper, "Fine. I'm going to fill that tight cunt with my cum, Hinata.”

“YESSSH~! DO ITTT~!” 

"This is where you and Naruto made Boruto and Himawari, right?"

She nodded frantically, words failing her as another orgasm washed over her. Your balls clenched. 

"YESSSHHH~! THIS IS WHERE I LOVE TO GET CREAMPIES! DO IT~! PLEAASSSEEE~! GIVE ME YOUR BETTER, THICKER SEED~!"

“Hinata, Hinata, Hinata…!” You grit your teeth. There was no stopping it at this point. Hinata was experiencing too many orgasms. She was tightening too much!

“I’M CUMMIIIING~!” Her shrill announcement bounced off the walls. The family photo of the Uzumaki family sheened.

Once, this was a mating place for Naruto and Hinata. A place to bring their children into the world.

Now, it was your personal breeding site. A little home for you and Hinata to fuck till your heart's content and maybe think of a child. Whether it was born or not, whether it was yours or Naruto's, that did not matter. The ecstasy, the hunger, the gasps, the moans, the orgasms; that was what mattered here.   

The sudden tightness milked you to your climax. You erupted inside her, your hot cum spilling into her waiting womb. Groaning, you dropped to your knees, Hinata still in your arms. The busty MILF was the one to actually fall over, her ass high.  The bed creaked loudly. A sound not foreign in Naruto and Hinata's sex life and yet somehow better with you.

Pulling out of her like that, you were able to admire the sight of your cum leaking from her well-fucked hole in huge globs—and on Naruto’s bed, no less. What a day. At the hotel yesterday, you creampied her. Now you did it again on their shared bed. The bed that consummated their marriage. The first piece of furniture they got for this house.

“Hahhhah….ngghhh…cumming…!” Hinata mumbled, toes and legs shaking. Her pussy was overloaded in a way Naruto had never been able to with his Shadow Clones. “Shoo good…shoo good…cock....cock...!”

This time around, there were no apologies to Naruto. All she could mumble was your cock and your name.