Routine

Hinata shuddered at the memory. This time it was NOT from fear. "He came in my mouth. Just fucking pumped cum past my lips until my cheeks bulged. I almost choked and I had to really work my throat to get all that thick yogurt down. 'Course it tasted like cheap ramen because that was still pretty much all he ate Any suspicions Sakura might have had slowly melted away. She hadn't had any decent sex in years. What with the stress of her job and Sasuke's... Er, anyway. Logically she should have seen the cracks in the façade. Seen the trap Hinata set for her. But a woman could only be so vigilant.

Another long drink calmed the hot point of pain behind her forehead. Her drink had just enough alcohol to soothe its hard edges.

As ashamed of her small breasts as she was, her firm little mosquito bites were fierce. Sensitive and prone to stiffening at the worst times. An embarrassing faux pas for a professional like her. It wasn't the only reason why she'd started padding her bras, but it was a nice excuse for why she did it.

Now though, her hot little pink daggers were naked. Exposed in the steamy air. There was nothing to hide her shame. A warm breeze filled the canal. Soft and subtle, not even enough to shift the steam. But oh did she ever feel it.

Warm cotton batting in her head cushioned her raw nerves. Weighted heavy on her eyelids as she listened to Hinata babble. Out of body, she saw herself drift closer to her friend. She tried to keep some kind of dignity, but Hinata's toned shoulder just looked so comfy. When she succumbed, and let her cheek rest where it wanted to, Hinata simply combed her wet hair from her face and continued;

"After that, well, we just had to keep going, you know? I was fucking hooked on his semen. Mama needed her fix. We stayed in that shitty hotel room and fucked like animals. So, obviously, we missed our reservation." Hinata sighed. Less concerned about that than what came next. "But you know how it is. There's always a catch. Turns out he could only make so much magic cum in one day. And we couldn't do much about that while renting some shitty hotel room. So shit kind of ended up on hold you know?"

Ino was much less inhibited. Her thicker gumdrops weren't quite so sensitive. What with the family 'curse' of being low-key aroused all the time, well, she was pretty much always halfway there. And she'd developed a tolerance for it. Meaning she took some serious filth to get her going. Luckily, Hinata's story was the perfect kind of nasty fuel to get her motor purring.

Thankful for the obscuring steam, she tried to pinch and roll one of her buds. But the second her nail grazed her nipple, Hinata locked on to it. Oh shit, right, she'd forgotten. X-ray vision.

Hinata didn't seem bothered though. She just petted Sakura's hair all kittenish and gave her one of those subtle reverse nods.

Go on. You know you want to. Those white eyes said.

"But it didn't stop there. Once we got back and I started seeing Tsunade. Well, I realized just how powerful my man's cum really was. And I wanted to keep growing. So I tried to really milk his big dick dry, you know? I slobbered all over his balls. Really trained myself to love their nasty stink. And that got another good shot or two. But it still wasn't enough."

Sakura let out a cute little whimper and squirmed a little. Hands vanished beneath the steam, beneath the water. Ino didn't know what she was doing down there but her imagination filled the blank with all manners of naughty imagery.

"So, I went for volume next. Daily blowjobs. Then multiple in one day. One in the morning to wake him up. And another at night to help him sleep. But after a while, that didn't satisfy me anymore. I was getting to be just as insatiable as him. So to feed my new appetite I started gulping that thick sausage down after lunch too. In hindsight, I think that's when I started to really lose myself."

Losing herself… in the lust and the flesh. Restructuring her whole identity around sex. That all sounded very familiar to Ino. Better orgasms, longer and more often. A legal drug that could never be banned. Older than alcohol and tastier than cocaine. The first true vice.

She knew that feeling. It had hit her on her eighteenth birthday, like a ribbed dildo-sledgehammer to the cooch. The gnawing emptiness of it. The itching. The hunger for a touch her family could never and should never give. She'd gotten through the other side more or less functional. But she'd had a big and very understanding clan to help her live with her turbocharged libido.

Hinata had nothing. No guidance besides a man every bit as enchanted and addicted as her. And Ino doubted a clan as stuffy as the Hyuuga ever bothering talking about sex. Or desire. Or love or any of those important things. She'd taken on The Rut alone. And she'd fallen deep into the darkness and the wetness and snug undulating heat of it all. Somewhere Ino could have easily found herself. A place that she'd learned to fear, even while it morbidly fascinated her.

What demons had Hinata found down there? What secrets of absolute pleasure? Ino didn't know. She knew she should not want to know. But it didn't matter. Disappointment with her marriage swept aside all the lessons her mother had taught her about moderation.

She wanted to go back to The Rut. To let it take her as it should have all those years ago. Sakura had always considered her a slut. But the conventionally lustful young woman didn't know how deep her best friend's appetites ran. 

But somehow, Hinata did. One moment of contact with those pearl-white eyes told her everything about Ino. Whose fertile, erotic imagination made her hear a soft voice in her head. Feminine and silken-venomous.

Come to me my child. Come to me. Let me tell you more of my story.

"But then we hit another wall. Turns out five blowjobs a day was his limit. After that his spunk came out all watery and clear. No flavor at all. He didn't even have anything left for sex after that!" Hinata wiped a tear from her right eye. They couldn't tell if it was real or affected. "So, you know, we did what any sane couple would've done. We sat down and talked about it."

"And then you agreed you might have a problem?" Sakura lifted her head, a little too hopeful.

Hinata looked at her like she had lobsters crawling out her ears. "What? Fuck no. We figured out a way to make his balls bigger. I mean, I shouldn't be the only one that has to change to make the sex better, right?"

"I… I, guess." Sakura felt a headache coming on.

"So what'd you do?" Ino asked, eager as ever.

"Well, duh. Isn't it obvious? We started doping his balls with Horse Stud Juice."

Both girls blinked. "Horse… Stud Juice?"

Sakura's headache ratcheted up a notch. A dash of Tequila Sunrise took the edge off.

"Yup, it's what the samurai use for their war horses. They're always short on stallions 'cause they use 'em for war and breeding. So, the male horses they can spare gotta have some mega big spunk tanks." Hinata put a hand on her chest and let out a wistful sigh. "You should've seen the balls on those stallions. I shit you not they're like fucking basketballs."

"Wait a sec. You two traveled to the Land of Iron." Ino interjected. "That's, like, weeks of travel. Even at top speed."

"It was just a day trip. Naruto taught himself the Flying Thunder God, remember? He teleported us there."

Sakura hadn't forgotten. She'd seen him use the legendary jutsu hundreds of times. He'd absolutely BLITZED her husband into the ground with it during their final climactic duel. Sasuke was still salty about it. Hinata babbled on, oblivious to the narrator's exposition.

"So, we stole a jar of the really potent stuff. Like the shit the big breeders use. Then Naruto snagged a syringe and 'ported us both back here. We didn't wanna wait either so we snuck into a public bathroom in some convenience store. Naruto got his pants off and sat on the toilet. Then I got between his legs and gave him a big shot in each nut."

Hinata shuddered at that particular memory. The girls swore they saw a glimmer of fear in her eyes.

"It, uh, might have been a little too much in hindsight. Like a double or triple dose or some shit. The first shot made his cock so hard you'd think was gonna fly off. And the second? It made him fucking shoot right over my head. He splattered the whole stall door white." Hinata's breaths came quicker and heavier now. And she wasn't the only one. "He just kept fucking spewing and spewing jizz. We tried flushing it but he clogged the pipes. I chugged a lot of it and oh, god was that shit ever thick. All beefy and savory and sour 'cause it'd gotten all backed up."

Ino drifted closer. Resistant, but the pull would not be denied. Two buoyant, meaty somethings bumped against them. Like pale pontoons made of jello. Breasts? Were those breasts? They might have been, but they felt so massive. Ponderous even while weightless in the water. Teardrops lifted horizontal by buoyancy and too huge to be natural.

They couldn't see them, but they felt them. Lesbo-circuitry in Ino's head lit up bright. Enchanted, her head fell onto Hinata's left shoulder. And her hand rubbed a long journey along Hinata's left tit. Until her adventurous fingers found a gummy nipple. Short but as thick around as her thumb. Sakura mirrored her touch and found an equally ridiculous appendage on Hinata's other side.

The woman herself crushed their slender, fit bodies to her. An arm around each toned waist. She was tauter than they expected. Especially around the middle. Not the firmness of muscle but the tightness of a stretched abdomen. Bigger breasts, glowing skin, more lustrous hair, a swollen belly. Neither would-be gash-lapper put two and two together.

"Then… what happened?" Sakura panted.

Hinata whispered the next part in her ear. Ino strained to listen. "I did what any good girlfriend does. I took care of my man. I was scared out of my mind but Naruto needed me, I couldn't just bitch out. So I opened the stall door. Told all the other men to get the fuck out. Stripped my clothes off, bent over a sink. And offered myself to him."

"You what? Right there? In a public bathroom?" Sakura gasped.

"That's fucking hot." Ino panted. All while she toyed with Hinata nipple. Hinata moaned from the stimulation. Ino felt a slender leg work up between her wet thighs.

"Damn right I did. It was the sluttiest thing I'd ever done. Right there in front of all those strange men, I spread my legs and invited my boyfriend inside me. You should've seen the looks on their faces when my man staggered out and mounted me right there. You girls should've been there. I've never seen so many average dicks shrivel up in shame.

He stuffed me all the way to my womb until my fucking stomach bulged. I shrieked like a bitch in heat just from the first insertion. After that was just one long silent scream from me. While my poor little fit tummy reshaped around his monster dick. Then he used my tits for handholds and went to fucking town. Nnh! Nnh! Nnh! Nnh! Every thrust made his balls gurgle and blast inside me. It came out even faster than when I stroked or sucked it. I shit you not it felt like he was pissing on my cervix."