Cheating on Naruto II - Hinata Hyuga 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—

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

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.