capitulo 22

From Hinata: Are you coming over tonight?

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From Naruko: hey man, two sexy girls here, both of us in desperate need of a fat cock. don't forget about us!

Accompanying the message from Naruko was an image of her and Hinata on the bed, clad in lingerie and looking desperately horny.

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From Himawari: just so you know, i didn't say anything to mom or mom about that video. whatever that is, it's your business. but seriously, can you at least respond to their texts? they think you got murdered or something…which is crazy considering literally no one except mom could even put a finger on you, but still. respond to them. or to me at least. okay? okay.

From Sasuke: I'm fine. Just taking some time to myself.

From Himawari: okay. i love you

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From Ino: hey hot stuff. what do you think about coming over tonight?

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From Hinata: my sister wants to know when she can have another meeting with her masked 'friend'. what should i tell her?

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From Sarada: papa~ do you plan on coming home any time soon? i miss you

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From Sakura: sasuke, what's the matter?

From Sasuke: What do you mean?

From Sakura: naruto and hinata are reaching out asking me what's the matter with you…sarada says you haven't been home in days…even ino asked me about you. what's the matter?

From Sasuke: It's nothing, I'm perfectly fine. I'm just taking some personal time, that's all.

From Sakura: okay, as long as that's all it is. i love you

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From Hinata: sasuke? what's wrong?

It wasn't a lie—he really was just taking some personal time.

Which, when put in perspective, it all did seem a little ridiculous on his part.

He had a literal harem of women back in Konoha waiting for him; women that he could be relieving all of his pent-up stress into right now. And it wasn't like he had to pay Naruko or Hinata a visit, either…he could always ring up Ino, or arrange to meet Himawari somewhere else, or just go home and fuck Sarada if he really wanted to.

The truth was…the video incident had just brought something that'd been lurking in the back of his mind to the forefront.

Ever since he'd chosen to resettle in Konoha—

Ever since Naruto came to him with a seemingly simple offer—

Ever since that night where he'd claimed Hinata for the first time—

His life was submerged into a neverending onslaught of debauchery.

Which, admittedly, at first it was all pretty nice. What man wouldn't enjoy having a literal harem of women to wait after his every want and need? If Hinata wasn't sucking him off, she was making him something delicious to eat; if Himawari wasn't throwing her hips back against him in pleasure, she was fawning over him. If Naruko wasn't—and so on, and so on.

No matter what though, it always led back to sex.

And he couldn't shake this nagging feeling that it didn't matter that it was him. Sasuke Uchiha. That if some other guy who just happened to be born with a big dick and the skills to back it up…

He'd been staying out of town for the past few days. He had stopped by his home to grab some things, then had left Konoha without a word. At least this time, he thought, I plan on coming back sooner rather than later.

He wondered. He admired the greenery and the scenery that he'd been missing out on the past few months in favor of relieving himself into an endless buffet of tight pussies and mouths on a daily basis.

And he let himself think.

They have to care about me at least somewhat…right…?

Hinata and Himawari were pregnant with his children for God's sake. And there were so many memories he could recall—the weekend at the resort, endless nights spent in the throes of passion with them…Himawari's text messages, filled with not concern about when she would get fucked next, but with worry for him.

Still, he couldn't shake those insidious thoughts.

Because the truth was this: if Hinata and Naruko were capable of deceiving him like that—

What else had they been deceiving him about? And how deep did this rabbit hole go?

Sasuke didn't want to know the answer to that.

"I miss Sasuke."

Hinata spent an hour making dinner that night—ten minutes in, she'd realized that she was making an extra portion for someone that wasn't coming.

Now they sat around the table, her, Himawari, and Naruko…

…and well, it was Himawari who said what everyone was thinking.

"Yeah," Hinata said glumly, picking at her food. "Me too."

Naruko grit her teeth. "What an asshole," she declared. "Skipping out on us like that…! Now I know how Sakura felt all those years!"

Maybe I'm just not hungry? Hinata thought. She did have a big lunch with Hanabi earlier.

"Sakura's taking it better than we are," Himawari said with a chuckle.

"Sarada on the other hand?" Naruko grimaced. "I haven't seen her this upset since I told her that ten year olds couldn't become Hokage."

Hinata swallowed.

"...do you think he's okay…?" Hinata wondered aloud. "I mean, do we think it was- it has- it's something to do with his family?"

"I…don't think so," Naruko said hesitantly. "But for him to run off like that? It must have been something that hit him hard." She scratched her chin thoughtfully.

Himawari chewed the inside of her cheek; Hinata offered her a sad smile. Her daughter was taking Sasuke's absence harder than anyone…and for good reason. He was the man she'd given her virginity to—her first (and only) lover. The father of her unborn child.

"What do you think, Himawari?" Hinata asked.

Himawari visibly hesitated.

She looked from Naruko to Hinata, the light catching her hair and making it shine.

"I…" She swallowed. "Maybe- maybe it has something to do with us?" Himawari said. "I mean, he had no problems responding to Sakura…but…he didn't respond to any of us."

"What could we have done that'd piss him off?" Naruko murmured.

Her and Hinata exchanged a glance.

Wordlessly, they communicated.

You don't think…?

No…he couldn't have found it.

They looked back to Himawari.

"I- I don't know, Hima. Maybe," Hinata admitted. "I guess we'll just have to wait for him to come back around."

They all went to bed after dinner was finished.

Hinata spent half the night tossing and turning.

So did Naruko.

Himawari?

Himawari laid awake wondering if she should have just told the truth.

He stared at the sky, a wistful look in his eyes.

Was it all a lie?

White eyes, blue eyes.

No, it couldn't be.

Warm smiles, warm meals; gentle laughter carried on the winds of pleasant conversations that he relived every moment he spent outside of the village.

I miss them, Sasuke realized. Do they miss me? Or do they just miss…

His fists tightened into balls at his side.

He had been through a lot in his life—

So much—

To the point where he'd broken, and shattered into a million, billion pieces. It had taken years and painstaking efforts to put him back together. Even now there were still pieces missing—pieces of him, of his soul, of his very essence.

It might seem ridiculous.

But they…

They had done so much to help him.

Sakura and Sarada were his family, yes—

But Hinata? Naruko? Himawari?

They were his clan. 

They'd all become a tightly knit group, one that he would fight and die for.

The idea that they'd betrayed him…

Betrayed his trust…

It…

…it…

…it…sucked.

He closed his eyes.

Despite that, he still missed them.

I wonder—

He tensed.

His campsite wasn't exactly hidden; an open clearing, with a tent and a roaring fire that billowed smoke into the air that could be seen from kilometers around.

But honestly, in this day and age, no one ventured into the wilderness anymore. They either stuck to the beaten path or stayed in one of the many hotels that dotted Konoha's skyline.

So who—?

A figure jumped down about ten meters away.

She approached, her hips swaying, a calm look in her eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke asked, turning toward her.

Hanabi Hyūga smiled, her snow-white eyes sparkling.

"I came looking for you, obviously," she said softly. "The Sharingan might have more tricks than a famous magician, but that doesn't mean my family's dojutsu is entirely pointless." She smiled, brown hair framing her soft face.

He's seen her at her most vulnerable—blindfolded, utterly defenseless, impaled on the end of his cock and writhing with pleasure.

Yet what was she doing here?

She shouldn't know that he was the man who'd doused her with that pleasure.

He said nothing. Whatever she was here for, she would say. Had Naruko sent her? Hinata? Himawari?

"I came at my own behest," Hanabi told him, answering his unspoken question. "Sasuke—I know it was you. You're the father of Hinata and Himawari's babies, aren't you?"

Well, that cat's out of the bag.

Besides, Sasuke had never been one for lies.

"I am."

She chuckled. 

"Be honest with me…" Hanabi murmured, taking a step towards him. "Is your dick really as big as it feels? Or do you just how to work it so well that it seems three times bigger?"

It was his turn to chuckle.

"A bit of both," he admitted. "Come on, take a seat."

They sat by the fire, the cool Autumn air clashing with the heat it exuded. Hanabi put her hands over it, the orange-and-red flames reflecting off of her eyes.

"What brought you all this way?" Sasuke found himself asking.

"...it's kind of a long story," Hanabi said. "Do you have the time to listen?"

"I've got nowhere to be," he said. At least, places I want to be.

"That's not true."

Hanabi heaved a sigh, then trudged onward anyway.

"Do you want to know how I figured out it was you on the other side of that blindfold?" she asked.

"How?"

"By the impact your disappearance had on my sister and her family," Hanabi said, smiling.

He recoiled. "What do you mean?"

"I had lunch with my sister not to long ago," she said. "The way she looked…it was as if a piece of her soul was ripped out of her; she even brought you up a few times, though she didn't say anything too incriminating." Hanabi smiled. "I had a talk with my niece yesterday—she's not doing much better, and again, she mentioned you a few times.. Then I spoke with our Hokage, and he mentioned something about how you'd been out of the village, but wouldn't tell me why. From there, all I had to do was put two and two together."

"Smart," Sasuke said. "Though they didn't exactly make it hard for you, either."

"They did a good enough job of hiding it before," Hanabi murmured. "I guess when you lose someone you love, it's hard to keep up that same facade, isn't it?"

Love?

Sasuke closed his eyes.

"Hinata…and Naruto…violated my trust," he said quietly.

Hanabi glanced to him.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

He sucked in a breath, then exhaled slowly.

"Without going into details…Hinata wanted me to act a certain way in bed," Sasuke said. "She wanted me to- treat her as if she were a plaything, a toy and nothing more."

"That's not too bad," Hanabi said.

"Well, I didn't exactly enjoy doing it," he told her. "You know my history—acting that way, heartless and as if everyone around me are mere puzzle pieces…it brought back a lot of memories. I told her I didn't want to do it again, and she said that was fine. Even still, she brought it up a few times, as if she were trying to wear down my defenses…and then…"

"What? Did she just ask one too many times?" Hanabi wondered.

"No," Sasuke said. "I think she knew I wouldn't want to do it again—so she…secretly took a video of when we did it that first time, I suppose. Himawari and I found it saved onto Naruto's laptop."

"...ouch. Yeah, that's kind of fucked," Hanabi admitted.

He scratched the back of his neck. "The thing is—"

"You still care about them?"

He smiled. "Yeah."

"Do you want my advice?" Hanabi asked.

Usually, taking other people's advice didn't work out well for him. But—

He didn't know what to do.

"...sure."

Hanabi tucked her knees close to her chest, returning her gaze back to the fire that breathed in front of her.

"Naruto and Hinata have forgiven you for things that are far, far worse than what they did," Hanabi said quietly. "Does that make it okay? No, it doesn't—you've atoned for those sins, and what they did was a blatant violation of your trust. However…you care for them; they care for you. Don't keep running away from this, Sasuke. Just tackle the problem head on, sort it out with them, and then you can choose whether to forgive them or not."

He stared at her for a long moment, his mismatched eyes pensive. His lip curled—Sasuke let out a sigh.

"You're right," he admitted. "You're right."

"If you go now, you might make it by dinner," Hanabi said with a soft smile. "What are you waiting for?"

Sasuke stood up. He stared at the sky, his pensive gaze replaced by a look of determination.

"I'd ask how I could possibly pay you back…but…I have a feeling I know exactly what I need to do to pay you back," he said with a half-smile, half-smirk.

"I'm a simple woman, Sasuke," Hanabi said. "Go get your family back—and tomorrow or whenever you're up to it, I'll come over and you can blow my back out; that will serve as my repayment."

It always comes back to sex, doesn't it?

"Alright," Sasuke said.

He vanished.

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Twenty seconds later, he came back.

"Do you mind packing up all my things and bringing them back…?" Sasuke asked, looking around his campsite. "I had tunnel vision for a second there."

"Shoo," Hanabi said with a flick of her wrist. "I'll drop it off at your house tomorrow."

"Thanks."

He disappeared for real this time.

From Sasuke: I'm on the way there. Don't tell them.

From Himawari: ok

Dinner was a humdrum affair.

Hinata poked at her food.

Naruko stared at the ceiling.

And Himawari sat there, tapping her foot against the floor.

There was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" Himawari announced, jumping up.

Naruko and Hinata didn't even flinch—they remained where they were, like zombies in a horror film, utterly vacant and lost to the world.

Their daughter sprinted to the door.

When she threw it open, her heart leapt into her throat.

"Hey," Sasuke said, offering her a smile.

She grabbed him by the collar, and with all the strength in her petite frame, yanked him inside. The instant the door closed behind him—pushed shut by her foot—Himawari pressed him against the wall and glomped him.

They kissed. It was deep, passionate, borderline romantic if not for the fact that she was squeezing his ass. He pulled her close and squeezed her ass right back, hefting her into the air so that her legs could wrap around his waist.

Despite the fact that he was about to have a (potentially) very serious conversation with her parents…

He let her have it.

This was the longest she'd gone without seeing him since the night he'd taken her virginity. They had a special bond now—albeit one formed under…less than ordinary circumstances. Regardless, Himawari hadn't violated his trust; in fact, if it weren't for her, he might never have found out that her parents had done exactly that.

When they parted, she stared up at her, her blue eyes shimmering.

"I missed you," she said. "So fucking much."

"...I missed you, too."

It was the truth.

Gently, he set her down. Himawari squeezed his arm affectionately, a smile on her lips.

"Are you ready to face the music?" she asked.

He hesitated and for good reason, too. He was fully prepared to confront Naruko and Hinata about their deceit; however, he had played this conversation in his head half a hundred times on his way here and in no scenario did it end well.

But still it was like Hanabi said: he couldn't keep running away from it any longer.

"Yeah," he murmured. "I'm ready."

With Himawari trailing a few steps behind him, Sasuke made for the dining room.

He rounded the corner to find Naruko and Hinata sitting at the table.

Their gazes swiveled around—they looked at him with shock, their jaws falling open.

"Sasuke—"

"Sasuke…!"

Catching them halfway out of their chairs, he froze them in place using nothing but his words.

"I know about the video," Sasuke said quietly.

Ice spread through their veins, locking them in their chairs. Sasuke drew up a chair at the head of the table, Himawari choosing to remain a spectator at the edges of the room.

"Wh- what video?" Naruko said with a nervous grin, her eyes shifting back and forth.

Hinata turned beet red. "I-I can explain!" she blurted. "You see, we just- I just wanted- I wanted to-"

They both went silent.

Then—

"We're sorry!"

"We're sorry!"

Sasuke closed his eyes.

In the darkness, his heart thumped once…twice…three times.

"I thought I was a part of the family," he murmured. "You two taking that video of me and hiding it from me like that—it made me feel like I was just some kind of sex toy to you two." He clenched his fingers into a ball beneath the table. "You knew I didn't want to do it. I put that aside to make you happy, Hinata. But that video was a step too far and you know it—that supposed to be between us. And Naruko, I suppose, if you wanted to share the details with her. If you had said something to me, maybe I would have been okay with it, but to sneak around my back like that? It's absolutely unacceptable."

Beneath Sasuke's powerful gaze, Hinata wilted like the flowers her daughter was named for.

"Don't blame Naruko," Hinata said quietly, hanging her head. "All she did was keep the video hidden—I was the one who decided to-"

"It was me!" Naruko blurted. "I convinced her to do it."

Sasuke looked between them, his lips pressed thin.

"It's fine," he said. "It doesn't matter to me who did what, so long as it doesn't happen again."

"It- it won't!" Hinata said in earnest. "You're family, Sasuke…we shouldn't have done something like that in the first place."

There was silence. 

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"I want to take that next step," Sasuke said. "I think it's time we…really become a family."

Hinata beamed.

"I-I—" She smiled, looking to Naruko for a moment before fixing her gaze on Sasuke. "I found a place! While you were gone! I was just- we were just waiting on you to get back!"

"Did you want to show it to-" Hinata was already out of the room, her chair falling over backwards from the force of her departure. "—me…?" Sasuke finished.

"She was really stoked about it," Naruko said. "It's been the only thing to make her smile since you pulled your little disappearing act."

Sasuke folded his hands across his chest.

"You didn't have anything to do with the video, did you?" he said.

Naruko deflated. "No," she said. "I just helped her keep it hidden. And we got off to it a bunch of times together whenever you weren't around."

Sasuke sighed, shaking his head.

He really should be angrier, but honestly, it was hard to stay mad at anyone in the Uzumaki family. They were all just so…genuine. And he knew their heart was in the right place.

Hinata came back down the stairs; she was dressed comfy, that was for sure, in grey sweatpants and a blue t-shirt with no bra on. A laptop was clutched in her arms.

She set it down on the table, turning it so that Sasuke could see it.

He saw the house. The picture was front and center on the screen.

It was…nice.

"Take a look," Hinata said, wrapping her arms around his bicep and putting her head against him. "We could be moving into it by tomorrow if you wanted to."

Sasuke looked again.

He had to admit—

He'd missed this.

Them.

And beyond that, the house Hinata had picked out was an exquisite one. It was beautiful, with a hybrid modern-traditional theme that jumped out at him. It was pricy, but that was nothing that a few weeks of running S-ranked missions couldn't fix.

"I like it," Sasuke said.

Hinata squealed, throwing her arms around him and kissing his cheek. "Yay~!" she said.

God she's so cute, he thought. How could I stay away?

Himawari cracked a grin. "What are we waiting for then?" she said, hands on her hips. "Let's do it! Let's buy the place!"

"Hell yeah!" Naruko said.

The two of them high-fived.

Them too, Sasuke thought. I—

Himawari and Naruko joined the hug, gifting him with a kiss on the cheek apiece.

—really do care about them, don't I?

"And look," Hinata cooed. "There's even a pool~!"

"I've never worn a bikini," Naruko said thoughtfully. "I wonder how it feels."

"Me either," Himawari said.

"Same here," Hinata said. "I've always stuck to one-pieces. Buuut," she turned her head to Sasuke and winked. "I do like the idea of having a little bikini photo shoot for a certain somebody."

"Heck yeah," Himawari said. "We can make Sasuke his own calendar."

"I'd pay for a copy of that," Naruko said with a cheeky grin on her lips.

Sasuke looked at these three girls of his.

I love them.

"Buy the house," he said, pulling the three of them close and giving each of them a kiss on the cheek. "We'll start packing right away."

"Not right away, surely," Himawari said, a finger on his chest. "The four of us have a lot of things to…catch up on." She grinned.

Sasuke let out a small sigh.

"You girls are insatiable," he said, unable to help the smile on his lips.

There wasn't much they could say in their defense—after all, Hinata had already snuck a hand down the front of his pants.

"It's been a little while since we had a foursome," Naruko purred. "We ought to make it one to remember."

"We will," Hinata promised, lightly massaging his member through the fabric of his boxers.

"I call first dibs," Himawari said.

Sasuke laughed. "Everyone will get a turn," he promised.

They made their way upstairs, laughing and giggling all the way. They pulled their clothes off as they went, not wanting to waste any time—by the time the door to the master bedroom clattered open, they were all naked from head-to-toe.

The three girls leapt onto the bed.

They turned towards him, striking a pose each—

Hinata laid on her side, hand behind her head, the other on her hip; she smiled seductively, her white eyes brimming with lust.

Naruko was on the edge of the bed, her legs spread, her arms outstretched; she was grinning from ear-to-ear, ready at the drop of a dime to engage in a lot of coitus.

And of course there was Himawari, saddled up on her knees, her chest jutted out and her blue eyes twinkling.

Sasuke took a breath.

He climbed onto the bed—

And leapt straight into the lion's den.

They were on him in an instant.

Tonight was not a night where they intended to rush things; it was going to be a slow, methodical process. They had every intention of enjoying every single second of what was about to transpire.

Himawari went down low, wrapping her mouth and her hands around Sasuke's mammoth cock—first she coaxed it from flaccid to erect, a process which only took about five to ten seconds considering the circumstances, and then she worked him over and warmed him up for the night's festivities. For a girl who was a kissless virgin a year ago, she did a damn fine job.

Her parents had a similar goal in mind, though they operated on the less sensitive parts of their shared lover's body.

They peppered him with kisses: on his jaw and on his cheeks, on his chiseled chests and his firm biceps, too. They ran their hands everywhere they could reach—through his soft and dark hair, along his strong jawline, and even along the contours of his arms and thighs.

Sasuke felt as if he were floating on the clouds of heaven; being pampered and served by three drop dead gorgeous women would do that to just about anyone. How had he managed to spend so much time away from them? Even managing a day without their soft lips and softer touch was a miracle to behold.

He was hard enough that it made him lightheaded. During his brief hiatus from the village, even his (as of late) incredible libido had taken a break—but now it was back with a vengeance.

"Himawari first," Sasuke grunted.

The girls grilled as they assumed their positions—the three of them flat on their backs, legs spread and pussies at a the ready. Himawari adopted the middle while Naruko took the right and Hinata claimed the left; they made quite the sight.

Yet Sasuke was in no mood for sightseeing; he was ready to give each one of these women a good, hard fuck.

He yanked Himawari close, resting his cock on her belly—she squeaked with delight, wrapping her legs around his waist and tossing her arms around his neck. He bent low, and the two of them began to make out, her tongue sliding into his throat.

"Mmm…I missed you…" she purred in between them making out, pressing her chest against him, soft globes of flesh like warm pillows against him.

"I missed you, too," Sasuke admitted.

They kissed for a moment longer—

And then, he proceeded to insert himself inside of her without further ado.

Himawari squeaked and moaned as he slid those inches inside of her. She was always unbelievably tight—every time he claimed her snatch, he was flashed back to that night he took her virginity. Now she was one of the family, with his baby on the way and a fiery temperament that even the Second Hokage's Water jutsu couldn't douse.

He loved her. Just as much as Naruko and Hinata. Just as much as Sarada and Sakura. Why had it taken him so long to come to terms with that?

In these moments, it was as if her body existed to please him.

People could drool over Hinata, they could desire Ino, and even a scarce few were brave enough to admit how attractive they thought their Hokage's Sexy Jutsu form was—

But Himawari was something else.

She was young, slim and beautiful—she'd inherited Naruko's spunk, but also Hinata's demure nature. She was funny, quirky, interesting in a way he couldn't say the same for the others…

If he were twenty years younger, he could even imagine a future with a girl like Himawari. Not that they didn't have a future now—but it was different when she simply one in a line of girls that all (on paper) meant the same to him.

He breathed deep as he thrust into her, holding her tightly and enjoying sublime, tight cunt that was well and truly his.

Maybe he couldn't give Himawari everything that she'd hoped for—

Because she deserved it.

Sakura had tried to kill him once upon a time. (Even if he deserved it.)

Sarada was his daughter; her love had to be unconditional by the laws of the world.

Naruto and Hinata…well, that went unsaid. The whole reason he'd left the village for a few days was because of them.

But Himawari?

She'd stuck wit him.

She'd given him everything she had and more—her heart, her virginity, her womb, her trust and her affection.

There was a scarce few things left to take from her now. Some men might consider Himawari Uzumaki to be used up now, but Sasuke didn't think that—

If anything, he was sure that their relationship was only in an early stage.

He kissed her.

He fucked her.

And as he drove her into the mattress, their fingers intertwined. She squeezed his hand as she moaned his name into his mouth.

"Sasuke~" she cooed. "I love-mmm, God—I love you~"

Sasuke buried himself to the hilt inside of her, the tip of his cock scratching against the womb where his child was growing.

He hesitated.

Then—

"I love you too."

The look of joy on her face was immediately submerged by the pleasure that washed over her as he began to hammer into her at full speed.

Hinata and Naruko clutched at his arms.

"Don't forget about us," Hinata said with a grin.

"I won't," Sasuke promised.

He gave Himawari another kiss, then pulled out of her. She whimpered and moaned with every inch ejected from her, but he was far too strong for her to overpower.

"Hinata," he said, seizing the former Hyūga by the waist and pulling her into place.

Honestly?

He was still a little irritated with her.

Not that he wanted to show it; she'd apologized. He'd forgiven her.

But that didn't erase the irritation that lingered beneath the surface.

Which…

Well, he did have a way of letting out some of that irritation on her.

And ironically enough, Hinata would enjoy every moment of it.

So as he shoved his cock inside of her and slipped his hands around her throat—

Hinata Uzumaki looked as if she couldn't be happier.

Even as he squeezed. And thrust himself so harshly and deeply inside of her that the unborn child growing within her was tempted to complain.

It only took a few pumps of his hips for her to cum viciously.

Hinata jittered and shook, her ample breasts jiggling as she moaned his name. "Sasuke~!" she squeaked out, grinning as the hands around her throat and the cock plunged deep inside of her drove her over the edge.

He relinquished his grip around her throat, replacing it instead with tender kisses pressed against her jaw and cheeks. His hands found their way to her tits, squeezing them, Sasuke's hips working a rhythm back and forth that kept her orgasm going for longer than she would have thought possible before all this began.

"You know," Naruko said with a smile on her lips, "I feel like I should be more upset at the fact that the first thing you do when you get home is fuck my wife and daughter."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. He knew her well enough that she wasn't actually upset about him fucking Hinata and Himawari first—

All she needed was at least a little attention.

The Uchiha crept a hand between Naruko's shapely thighs, his fingers finding their way to her weeping slit. As he slid one of his fingers inside of her, Naruko moaned.

"You know me so well," she grinned, bucking her hips against his hand as he bucked his hips against her wife.

"No fair~" Himawari whined.

Sasuke rolled his eyes yet again—

His other hand quickly found its way in between Himawari's legs. Before long, he had two fingers buried knuckle deep inside of her; it was no substitute for his cock, but it kept them sated while he continued to hammer away at Hinata.

Here he was, screwing three women at once…and…and…

He felt happy.

Genuinely happy.

He was excited to see where life would take them—

He was excited to be doing this again.

It all felt so different compared to before. Every moan, every kiss.

This was all borne of love.

True, genuine love.

And he was happy to be apart of it.

"I love all of you," Sasuke said in earnest, his fingers pumping inside of Himawari and Naruko's dripping wet cunts, his cock buried to the hilt inside of Hinata. "Remember that."

"I love you too~" Himawari squealed.

"Mmm…I love you…" Hinata moaned.

"Fuck~! Hell yeah, I love ya!" Naruko said.

He grunted as he pumped himself deep inside of Hinata. They hadn't been going too too long, but he had been out of the village for a while—

And honestly, he just couldn't hold himself back much longer.

"I'm close," he informed them.

He pulled his fingers free from Himawari and Naruko, four digits total dripping their juices, and he pulled out of Hinata.

They clamored into place in front of him, grinning from ear-to-ear. This was a time-honored tradition, one that most of the Uzumaki family had come to savor and enjoy: getting to sit side-by-side with one other as Sasuke coated them in his seed.

He knelt in front of them, a grin on his lips—

Three hands, one from each girl, wrapped around the shaft of his cock and began to stroke.

It took only ten to fifteen seconds of anticipation. The girls licked their lips, wanting, waiting, on the verge of begging.

Then, as always, Sasuke delivered.

"Fuck," he swore.

His thick member pulsed once, twice, thrice. And then he came, spurting his load over the majority of the Uzumaki family, the girls stroking him with every shot of his virile side that burst forth.

He was pent-up. On an ordinary day, his loads were massive compared to the ordinary man's. Today, he was capable of painting the three girls in a white mask of his seed…and even then he had more to share, spraying some of it onto their ample bosoms and savory bodies.

Even after he was spent, they kept stroking him, forcing out the last few drops.

Somehow—

Somehow, he was still hard.

If anything, after dumping an enormous load on these three beautiful women and getting to see them covered in his cum…he was even more erect than before.

"Naruko," Sasuke growled.

The blonde yelped as his hands sprung forth, seizing her by the legs and pulling her close. He flipped her onto her belly, then yanked her until her shapely ass was pressed up against his thighs, his massive cock resting against her supple ass cheeks.

"Wow," Naruko said. "That was a lot—"

He inserted himself inside of her without a word; she was drenched, so wet that it was seeping down her thighs, and the tanned blonde could only gasp as he buried himself to the hilt inside of her in one fell swoop.

"nnng—" Naruko's back arched—he held her hips against him, even as she spasmed and shook. It was the same story that it'd been with Hinata and Himawari; even a short time away reset the resistance they had to him.

By his very nature Sasuke was a hungry beast in the bedroom, and getting fucked by him was not like walking on water was to a ninja. It wasn't something you could withstand once and suddenly be able to take it on a regular basis. Even Hinata, who'd spent months getting fucked on a daily basis, couldn't withstand him.

Naruko especially stood no chance.

Her body was built and designed for pleasure—and that included the tight little cunt between her legs, ribbed for pleasure both for the man inside of her and for the woman attached to it. Even an average man could probably get Naruko off with little to no trouble; a guy like Sasuke could throw her into system shock without too much effort.

All he had to do was grab her hips and thrust his fat cock inside of her in juuust the right way. And before long, Naruko was moaning so loud that Hinata had to clap a hand over her mouth just to keep the neighbors from hearing.

"That's another plus to the new house," Hinata said with a smile, as her wife's muffled moans went through her fingers. "It's isolated—we'll have ten hectares of land to do whatever we want with."

"That'll be nice," Sasuke said.

"Oooh~" Himawari cooed, still playing with the cum on her face, running her fingers through it and popping them into her mouth. "So we'll all get to moan like little sluts for Sasuke as much as we want?"

"Within reason," Hinata said with a grin. "I've heard how you can get, sweetie; we wouldn't want to pop anyone's eardrums."

"Look who I got it from," Himawari said, gesturing to her other mother.

Blue and white eyes swiveled to Naruko, who was currently spasming in the midst of her second (or third?) orgasm. Her blonde hair clung to her cheeks; her tanned skin was flushed, and her heavy tits swung back and forth with every thrust Sasuke plunged into her aching core.

Before long, it was simply too much for her. She went slump, shivering and convulsing every so often, but otherwise, simply laying there and soaking in the pleasure that Sasuke so effortlessly doused on her.

By the time of her fourth orgasm, which only took maybe another three or four minutes to achieve, she was practically lost the world. She didn't even notice when Sasuke pulled out of her—Naruko just let out a soft moan, her eyes closed and her head buried into the sheets.

"Mom's kind of a lightweight, isn't she?" Himawari noted.

Hinata reached over, rubbing the small of Naruko's back affectionately; she was sweaty and flushed, panting in her delirious state.

"Just give her a few minutes," Hinata murmured, a smile on her lips. "In the meantime, we can have fun in one of my favorite positions~"

Sasuke had a funny feeling as to where she was going with that train of thought.

Approximately forty-two seconds later, as Hinata straddled his face and Himawari straddled his lap, it went without saying that the formerly last Uchiha wasn't surprised in the least.

"Typical," Sasuke said, a sly smile on his lips as he found himself eye level with Hinata's slit. Some of her juices dribbled onto his jaw.

"What can I say?" Hinata said cheekily. "I know what I like."

Sasuke knew what she liked too. As he dove into the delightful treat that was her precious cunt, he knew exactly where and how to prod her to have her purring and moaning right on top of him.

With Sasuke preoccupied, Himawari took the lead. She straddled him, her cock lined up with her belly, her dripping wet slit rubbing against the base of it.

She smiled, holding it against her, enjoying the size of it, the way it throbbed against her.

"I feel bad for all the other girls in the village," Himawari said with a dreamy sigh. "Can you imagine having to settle for a normal dude when there's a cock like this in the city?"

"I don't—mmm—I don't have to imagine," Hinata purred. "That was my life for twenty-odd years."

"That must have sucked, Mom," Himawari told her.

"It had it's moments," Hinata said with a soft smile on her lips. "But—" Her white eyes drifted over to Naruko, who was still vibrating in the aftermath of her many orgasms. "I think everyone won out in the end; especially Sasuke."

Sasuke said nothing—considering his tongue was buried inside of Hinata's pussy, working its magic, he didn't really have much room to speak his opinion. But if the constant throbbing of his cock was anything to go by, he definitely enjoyed how things had turned out in the end.

Himawari grinned.

"Well, I think that I definitely won out," she purred. 

Carefully, she hefted herself up—she dangled her petite body over Sasuke's mammoth cock, dipping her hips down so that the tip of it was only a hair's width away from her entrance.

"I'm glad I don't have to deal with any of that~" Himawari confessed. "I just get to enjoy Sasuke with his massive dick and his amazingness~"

"I'm glad," Hinata said with a smile. "Now hurry up; can't you see he needs a little relief?"

Sasuke—with his face still buried inside of Hinata's cunt—couldn't chime in himself. But the incessant throbbing of his cock had reached a fever pitch. Himawari grinned, stroking it slightly.

"Alright, alright…" said the young Uzumaki.

She lowered herself down onto her lover's dick, squeaking and moaning as she did so; her tight little pussy stretched to accommodate him, and her pussy lips clung to the sides of his shaft with every inch that she took into her body.

In another life, Himawari might have grown up to be a perfectly ordinary girl.

She was beautiful; she was smart. Any guy would be happy to date her. She might have had two or three boyfriends, before finding one that really captured her heart. They'd get married. She'd learn to enjoy sucking and fucking his perfectly average cock two to three times a week, maybe once a week once they got older. She'd have three kids, who would be perpetually pampered by a retired Naruto and an elderly Hinata. She would be happy.

But that wasn't the life she was meant to have.

No—

Himawari Uzumaki was meant to loser her virginity to Sasuke Uchiha of all people.

She was meant to spend her days getting fucked by a dick as big as her forearm, and to cum so hard and so much for him that any other man wouldn't be able to keep her satisfied in the same way.

She was meant to have his child,  and to smile at the village and try to pretend like she hadn't gotten impregnated side by side with her slutty mother.

Himawari loved it.

She loved everything second of it.

She even loved having to be coy with her friends about why she would come to their get togethers limping on occasions—

She loved the filling of getting fucked so hard that it scrambled her brains.

She even loved having to share him, because truly, no woman would be enough for Sasuke. Having Naruko and Hinata, Sakura and Sarada, and even Ino and Hanabi to split him with made the task of keeping him in check seem all the more manageable.

It felt amazing to take him inside of her; all the way to the hilt, so that he was mere inches away from the unborn child she carried.

She loved riding him…really riding him, her hips bouncing, her tits jiggling, moans falling from his lips as she went full throttle—up and down, back and forth, riding him until he could hardly even focus on eating her mother out.

"Sasuke~" she squeaked, gripping his chiseled chest with both hands. "You're close~"

"I am," he admitted, his voice muffled by Hinata's generous thighs.

"Dump that load into me," Himawari breathed. "I've been aching for it~"

"Aching?" Hinata said, smiling.

"Yes, I've been fucking aching, Mom," Himawari said, panting with exertion as she continued to ride Sasuke with the vigor only a young woman her age could possess. "Haven't you?"

Hinata would be lying if she said no.

"Fuck~!" Himawari whined. "C'mon, you're so close! Blow that load in me, Sasuke! Do it! Come—ohhh~!"

Before she could finish her last sentence…

Well, to put it in layman's terms—Sasuke blew a load in her put even his previous one to shame.

Stroking himself to completion all over the faces of three beautiful women was one thing—

But cumming inside the warm, wet, tight and fertile pussy of his former rival's daughter was something that Sasuke would never—and could never—get enough of.

He groaned into Hinata's cunt, not even able to keep eating her out as her daughter milked him for all he was worth. His cock just kept throbbing; incessantly. And she just kept riding him, bouncing up and down, rocking her hips back and forth, not willing to let even a milliliter spill out.

"I can't wait until the baby comes~" Himawari cooed, grinning from ear to ear. "Because once I'm out of the hospital, I swear I'm gonna lock us in a room until you knock me up all over again~"

Sasuke wasn't going to complain.

Himawari gasped as she lifted herself off of him—it only took a few moments before his seed began oozing down her thigh. She sat on the bed, groaning and moaning, spreading her pussy lips so that more of her lover's essence could spill forth.

Hinata removed herself from Sasuke's face—

And immediately straddled his lap, pressing his still hard cock against her belly in the exact same position her daughter had been in not too long ago.

By this point, Naruko was already stirring.

"Sweetie," Hinata said. "I believe it's your turn to take the seat of honor."

The blonde chuckled. "Don't mind if I do," she said. 

Even after multiple orgasms, she was still aching for more—and a seat on Sasuke's mouth meant next crack at his cock. And she still had to earn her creampie, the same way Himawari had earned hers and Hinata was about to.

Needless to say, the passion of that night went on—

And on—

And on—

Until the three girls were all dripping his seed.

After that they showered.

Then they settled into bed, talking into the early morning hours about the house they would soon live in. Naruko and Hinata's bed had just enough room for the four of them to squeeze onto.

"Our new house needs a bigger bed," Naruko stated.

"This one is already a King size," Hinata said, running her hands over the fresh sheets they'd put on it after the night's festivities. "What's bigger than a King-sized bed?"

"I dunno, but I guess that means we'll have to come up with something." Himawari giggled. "How about a Sasuke-size bed?"

"That's creative," Sasuke said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

They all laughed.

"We'll figure something out," said Hinata. "For now, let's just enjoy this."

And enjoy it they did.