Cheating on Naruto III - Hinata x Reader

"I like the apron."

Hinata Hyuga was a certified MILF with a nice round ass and big boobs. Her figure was made with great love and you were certain that Jiraiya, author of the Icha Icha Series, would approve of her as a female protagonist. Hinata was that smoking hot. She almost didn't seem real.

But she was. The Hyuga Princess lived in your reality. 

Nude save for the apron hugging her front, Hinata made breakfast. She went over to a lower cabinet and bent over.

Seeing that pussy alone was nut-worthy. You stared, you ogled, and then bothered looking away even as she returned to her full height and hummed cutely. The side-view, the show of her boobs, was almost as invigorating.

Everything about Hinata radiated cute sex appeal. Her big tits, the innocent glimpses of her wet pussy, and her child-bearing hips. She was a woman that had been raw-dogged twice by her husband and yet that didn't diminish her allure in the slightest. As a matter of fact, it was the opposite; it made her better. Big-titty Hinata Hyuga had everything. A loving husband, children, and wealth.

But she lacked one thing and one thing alone: satisfying sex. The Seventh Hokage, unfortunately, was born with great amounts chakra in exchange for small dick. Truly, a shame. He was almost perfect.

Alas, no man could be perfect.

"Here you are." 

Waffles topped with sliced strawberries and blueberries along with a scoop of ice cream. Your gaze flickered up to see a pleasantly smiling Hinata. This was no doubt the best way to begin your day.

The tits. The waffles. The tits.

...

Seriously, her tits in that tight apron was just fucking addicting. Tearing your eyes from it was borderline a crime.

You quietly ate the waffles. As you did, Hinata watched anxiously, arms to the side of her tits and intertwined. You ate, chewed, and gulped.

"It's good."

Those two words brought immense relief to the half-nude woman. The apron clung to her, highlighting her thicc creamy legs. Your cock throbbed openly. Unlike Hinata, you had decided to eat completely nude. No apron, no clothes, nothing. You sat on Naruto's chair with your dick out.

Hinata didn't notice. Not until she activated a small burst of her Byakugan and saw your throbbing cock.

Your cock was truly desperate, thick and veiny, the head glistening with pre-cum. Hinata gulped, Byakugan fading, and suddenly disappeared from view.

You already knew what she was doing though. While eating your waffles, you felt a hot breath. Hinata Hyuga was under the table.

"Haa…"

Her hot breath earned pre-cum. That was when you knew this was going to be incredible.

Leaning forward, Hinata took the tip of your cock into her warm, wet mouth. Her soft lips wrapped around you like silk, and she sucked gently, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head. You groaned in pleasure, your hands grabbing your utensils tightly. She took more of you into her mouth. Your grip tightened.

"Fuuuck…"

Hinata was a natural cock sucker. She bobbed her head up and down, taking you down to base every single time. Her tongue danced along the underside of your shaft, flicking and teasing, while her hands gently massaged your balls. She made lewd, wet sounds as she sucked, and the casual eating experience made it all the more better.

You ate.

Hinata sucked.

You chewed.

Hinata's tongue swirled.

You swore again. You couldn't help it, not when the Princess of the Hyuga was pleasuring you.

You thrust your hips upward. Hinata gagged slightly, but it only encouraged her to try harder. Her eyes watering, she relaxed her throat and took you all the way down until her nose pressed against your pubic bone. The Byakugan was activated, her beautiful lavender eyes and focus at full attention.

Up, down, up, down. Hinata took the entirety of your cock with relative ease. However, one thing could be said with certainty: through life and death, Hinata Hyuga struggled more with your cock than she ever did with Naruto Uzumaki's; Naruto, the Saviour of the World and the Seventh Hokage. 

Suck, suck, suck.

Pop!

Saliva connected her lips and your cock. She went in for a kiss before swallowing your cock. Hinata's talents were shining. 

How could you not cum?

You looked down and saw a pair of cute eyes. Obedient eyes. Damn, Naruto really was a lucky guy—

"Ngh!"

The sensation was overwhelming. You felt your balls tighten as your orgasm built. "I'm gonna cum," you warned. Hinata nodded cutely in response, throat clenching around your sensitive cock and pushing you over the edge.

With a grunt, you exploded into her mouth. Rope after rope of hot, sticky cum coated her throat, but the married Hyuga swallowed it all greedily. She milked your cock with her skilled mouth, not caring that you were not Naruto. No, perhaps that was why she was so enthusiastic. If this was Naruto, the cum wouldn't have tasted good nor had it been this thick. She sucked and swallowed until you were spent. 

You slumped back in your chair, breathless. Hinata sat under the table, a satisfied smile on her face, strings of cum connecting her lips to your softening cock.

But your cock had other ideas. As you caught your breath, it pulsated, growing hard again. 

"Oh!" Hinata noticed your persistent hardness and blushed, a soft smile crossing her face. "W-wow…"

She grabbed your wet cock—

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—!

"Again?"

Hinata cocked her head. Fuuuck. She didn't even think twice about it. Sucking your dick or jerking it off, it didn't matter. The Hyuga Princess was the definition of, "Keep his belly full and his balls empty." Once, it was Naruto that sat here earning her love. Today, it was you.

"You're amazing."

Your hard cock received a handjob from the shy woman who smiled and blushed. "T-thank you."

The kneeling Hinata looked innocently sexy as with one hand she pumped your cock and with the other she wiped her mouth of your cream.

"Can I ask something?"

Hinata's lavender eyes looked up, again hitting you with that cute innocence. Seriously, was it legal for a woman to be this cute while pumping the cock of a man that wasn't her husband's? "Sure."

"You and Tsunade—" 

Hinata made a face as if saying, "Ah."

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

Her strokes became faster. She didn't want to answer. "You already know it?" you asked with a smile.

"It's…hard not to notice."

"So settle the question: who has the bigger tits? You or Tsunade?"

Hinata averted her gaze, her pace slowing down. "Um…right now, it's me. But at our primes, we're the same, I think."

She thinks...ha.

"Sounds like a copout. Whatever, in this case, it still means I fucked the woman with the biggest tits. You know, I seriously can't don't understand why Naruto doesn't come home often. With a babe like you…" Your balls tightened and you sighed. "I could never stop cumming home."

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

Hinata hesitated to answer. You noticed.

"Come on, spill it."

"N-Naruto is amazing. He just…er…" Hinata jerked you off harder, as if hoping you would cum. You didn't. You clung on and refused to let the pressure rise from from your sack. Hinata bit her bottom lip and blurted out, "Because of his, err, vitality, Naruto always struggled with…cumming fast."

You knew he came fast but...

"Like...all the time? Not just once or twice? But since the start?"

Hinata hesitated but nodded.

"The Seventh Hokage? The strongest Hokage? A premature ejaculator?"

"Mhm."

"Should I be surprised?"

"Too much Yang chakra is good for vitality but too much is…"

Too much led to leakage. Too much led to premature discharges. Damn.

"Wow. Even with Shadow Clones?"

Hinata spoke as if wanting to say this to someone for a long, long time. A dam that had silently broken. "I…I think it's because of the Shadow Clones. During our honeymoon, it wasn't so bad. He could last two or three minutes. He was still overleaking with Yang chakra and cum but not that much. But when he started using Shadow Clones, it got worse. All the experiences and memories of the clone after they pop are shared. After doing it so much, his body built up even more Yang chakra and became even more sensitive. And so now…now, he can barely last ten seconds for anything."

You, in comparison, were still going. A handjob that ordinarily would have made her husband was merely getting your cock to spew out some pre-cum.

"But...the first time was amazing," Hinata admitted, smiling. "He was just..." She sighed, gushing at the memory. "I will never forget our honeymoon."

"The greatest Hokage in history goes from a stud to a quickshot," you murmured. "You mentioned the Nine Tails too?"

"The loss of Kurama was the last nail in the coffin. Losing Kurama was like losing apart of himself and a part of his…size." Hinata looked up at you, her hand stopping at the base of your cock. "Oh, um, but let's just say even prime Naruto doesn't stack up to you. S-size wise, not anything else!"

She didn't want to admit you were better than prime Naruto. That was fine. Maybe he was better. Who knows? It had thirteen years since then. Memories could be warped.

"Haha, glad to hear it."

But the fact that you were bigger was reality. No amount of memory warping could change that.

And with that, you came again. Your cumshots landed on her dark brown apron, specifically the tits. You sighed and leaned back. The angle of the cumshots were angled by Hinata. She did it all so perfectly. She didn't suck, she just kept jerking you off. She kept draining you of your seed until it was over.

Until the boobs of her apron were glazed in white. Hinata stared at her chest. She was thinking. "This was…"

"A two-night stand?" You interjected. "I get it. Naruto was too busy to satisfy you. I did what he couldn't.."

Hinata bit her bottom lip. "Naruto's... it's not exactly fair to compare them," was what she ended up saying.

Which, frankly, was the worst thing she could have said. She was treating her husband like a little boy. 

So you got up and decided to live up to the expectations of a man. You grabbed her ass cheeks, lips nearly touching but not quite. Your cock was sandwiched between her thicc legs, rubbing back and forth.

"You said a one-night stand but I don't think there's anything wrong with some morning fun?"

"T-that's…" Hinata exhaled. "I don't…disagree…"

…

…

…

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

Bent over on the breakfast table, Hinata was getting her ass cheeks clapped. Her boobs were trapped by her apron, juggling inside the thin fabric.

"I love it! I love it~! Nnnggghhh~! I love it more than NARUTO'S~!"

No two ways about it. You were better. You were bigger. Seeing those ass cheeks clap, feeling them against your bare pelvis, it was like heaven. You ate and then fucked a wife—not your own but someone else's. The hero of the world's wife. 

You felt kinda bad. Naruto didn't deserve it.

"So much better than Naruto! So much bettteeeerrr~! I can't! I can't go back to him!" Tears were flowing down her cheeks. There was having sex and there was getting dicked down. This was the latter.

Hearing her voice and the sheer lust, you realized that Naruto didn't matter. This was all about Hinata.

"I-I miss this~! I miss this pleasure! I-I can't let go of it~!" 

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

Hinata was slamming back. She wanted to get fucked. No lies were detected in her words. Ever since yesterday, Hinata had accepted this. Boobs jiggling, ass cheeks clapping, and a man that wasn't her husband balls-deep. She accepted all of this. 

Hinata howled.

"So much BETTER~!" 

She screamed.

"EVEN ON OUR HONEYMOOON—!"

Hinata orgasmed and heaved, cunt keeping you parked in her womb. 

"CUMMIIING~!"

So did you. You busted inside her and filled her up in Naruto's place. Sighing, balls deflating, and feeling like her slippery wet cunt was heaven itself. 

***

You walked up the familiar path to the Uzumaki household, the late summer evening air warm and still. Your steps echoed in the quiet, and the hum of cicadas filled the spaces between. It had become a routine for you to come over to tutor Himawari Uzumaki, a task you looked forward to with both professionalism and a touch of personal excitement. 

Himawari's mother was your personal fucktoy. A couple times a week, you would rail her brains out. She didn't stand a chance, especially since Naruto never touched her and left wanting and begging. 

You reached the door and knocked softly, expecting the usual quiet response. Instead, the door swung open to reveal—

"Oh! Hey there, man!"

Naruto Uzumaki, the Hokage himself, standing there with a broad smile.

"You're Himawari's tutor, right?" Naruto asked, squinting as he tried to place you.

You nodded, suddenly feeling a knot of anxiety in your stomach. "Yes, sir. I'm here for Himawari's lesson."

Naruto scratched the back of his head, looking slightly embarrassed. "Ah, right. Hinata and Himawari went out for some grocery shopping. They probably forgot to tell you. But come on in, don't want you to waste a trip."

There was no way to refuse the Hokage, even if every instinct screamed for you to leave. You followed him into the house, trying to calm the rapid beating of your heart. The house was as you remembered: cozy, filled with family photos and mementos of Naruto's many adventures.

As well as the places where you ravaged Hinata. You winced when you saw one of the glass photos. At the corner, you swore you saw a stain of pussy juice. 

Naruto led you to the living room and gestured for you to sit. "Make yourself comfortable. Want something to drink? I've got some sake."

You hesitated but nodded. "Sure, thank you."

Naruto disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a bottle and two cups. He poured generously, his demeanor relaxed and friendly. You took your cup, sipping cautiously, while Naruto downed his with gusto.

"So," Naruto began, leaning back in his chair, "how's Himawari doing with her studies?"

"She's doing well. Very bright and dedicated," you replied, keeping your tone neutral.

"That's great to hear," Naruto said, pouring himself another cup. "Work has been so busy. Don't have the time, ya know?"

"Yeah, I get it."

"Tutoring must be tough in its own right, right? I get it. My Academy teacher had his hands full with me, haha! He was my tutor and my teacher!" 

Eh. Not really since Hinata paid you a lot for fucking her. Expensive little gifts and envelopes of money were common. Hinata did everything she could to keep you down to her.

Whereas Naruto...he was out fighting gods and managing office work and politics.

Yeah, it really wasn't that hard for you out there. The Hokage's wife and her pussy was in fact quite easy to fuck. 

"Cheers!"

Naruto said that without knowing anything. Without knowing that your dick had been declared the better between the two of you. 

Cling!

But you tapped glasses anyway. He was the Hokage, regardless of the size of his dick or how bad at sex he might have been. 

"You know, Hinata is really proud of her," Naruto said after a long, long gulp. His smile grew, cheeks slightly pink. "And I'm proud of Hinata too. She's amazing, you know? Beautiful, smart, kind."

"Mhm." You nodded, unsure where this conversation was leading. Naruto's eyes had a distant, affectionate gleam as he spoke about his wife.

"She's got this way about her," he continued, his words slightly slurred. "And those... well, you know... she's got quite the figure. Always did." He chuckled, a hint of boyish embarrassment in his voice. "I still can't believe she chose me sometimes."

You forced a smile, your discomfort growing. Naruto's candour was both endearing and painful, knowing the secret you harbored.

"She's... really something," you managed to say.

"Oh, come on! You got to have seen those tits! Huge, am I right?" Naruto made a wide gesture, trying to emulate his wife's big jugs. "Trust me, I won't be mad! Hehe, it's not like you get to touch them."

Err…about that…

"Yeah," you agreed. "Huge."

"See!? Hehe." Naruto drank again. Probably not a good idea but it wasn't like you could stop the head state of the village. "Ahhh…"

Naruto was practically wasted. You patiently waited for his next act. Knowing his old knuckle-headed nickname, it was sure to surprise you. The drunk Naruto leaned forward, lowering his voice as if sharing a great secret. "To be honest, I can barely last a minute with her. Her pussy is that good." He laughed, a loud, boisterous sound that filled the room.

You shifted, taking another small sip of your drink to avoid having to respond. The door creaked open, and Hinata walked in. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw you and Naruto.

"Oh! Naruto! You're back!"

"I'm back!"

Immediately, she smelled alcohol and winced. Hinata pursed her lips and addressed you. 

"Sorry, Himawari won't be here today. Himawari met a friend along the way and decided to have a sleepover." Hinata cleared her throat and dashed to the kitchen. She returned with a tray of drinks. The housewife's instincts were incredibly efficient. "Naruto, I brought more drinks," she said softly, placing the bottle on the table. Her gaze flicked to you, a mix of surprise and something unreadable in her eyes.

"Thanks, Hinata," Naruto said, pulling her closer with one arm. He was clearly more intoxicated than you'd realized. As she bent over to set the bottle down, Naruto's hand slid to her butt, giving it a playful squeeze.

God damn. Naruto was, if anything, a smart husband. You would do the same.

Hinata blushed deeply, her eyes darting to you. 

"Naruto, not in front of our guest," Hinata murmured, gently pushing his hand away.

Naruto laughed again, seemingly oblivious to the tension in the room. "Sorry, sorry. Just can't help myself sometimes."

Hinata straightened up, smoothing her dress. "I'll get some snacks," she said quickly, retreating to the kitchen.

Naruto turned back to you, still smiling. "She's something else, huh?"

You nodded, unable to find the words to respond. The rest of the evening passed in a blur of forced conversation and awkward silences. Naruto continued to drink, his laughter growing louder and more frequent, while you nursed your cup, feeling more trapped with each passing moment.

Until finally…

"Hinata…Hina…"

Naruto fell unconscious. A cup in hand, drooling over the table. Hinata sighed upon her return and began to clean up. 

"Thank you for keeping Naruto company," Hinata said, her eyes unable to meet yours. There was a silent plea in the way she cleaned up. Bent over, to the side, between you and Naruto. One asleep, one awake. 

You reached over and slapped that ass. The ensuing jiggle was a surprise and yet…

"Mm."

Expected.

There was a free room upstairs. Before you knew it, your lips collided with hers. Standing in the middle room, groping her ass cheeks, lifting them upward. Tonguing this slutty wife, her big tits pressed to your chest.

All the while her husband lay asleep two feet away. It was a risk that could earn death. You didn't care. Hinata was wearing a pink shirt and a long, ankle-length skirt. The same outfit she had worn when knitting Naruto's red scarf.

She was allowing her ass to be squeezed while in these clothes. Kissing another man. Tonguing them. 

Pulling back, she stared into your face. She gnawed on her bottom lip again and side-eyed Naruto. Then, she stepped back.

Not to say, "We shouldn't be doing this."

But to say, "Follow me."

Your cock twitched in your pants. Hinata smiled and stroked your member through the fabric. She then went lower, turned and displayed her ass, and walked.

Up the stairs, through the hall. Seeing her hips sway and skirt press to her booty was aggravating for your cock. 

Leading you by the sack, she guided you to the master bedroom; where she and Naruto slept. The room was dark and quiet, the only light coming from the moon shining through the window. She locked the door behind you, turning to face you with a hungry look in her lavender eyes.

"Naruto might hear," she whispered, her breath hot on your ear. "So let's be quiet."