Multiversal Cheaters, Hotwives and Cuckolds - Chapter 15 (Patreon)

Chapter 15: Naughty Princess

Fandom: Naruto

Tags: Naruto/Hinata, Hinata/Ay, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Huge Cock fetish/curiosity, Blow job, Boob job, Hotwife, Corruption

Notes: I’ve always loved the idea of this smut pairing, never loved how it was handled. This is my take. Using my author powers to wave away the weird history between Kumo and the Hyuga - would make things awkward.

When her husband was finally elected to succeed his teacher to become the Nanadaime, Uzumaki Hinata had been moved to tears, such was her happiness.

When the Rokudaime gave them leave to essentially travel the world in the guise of a diplomatic mission before Naruto accepted his mantle - allegedly, to strengthen the ties between Konoha and her allies - the deliriously happy couple had all-but snatched at the chance.

As full-time shinobi of Konohagakure, and some of its finest, they’d had no real time to go on a true honeymoon after they’d wed. Both Naruto and Hinata treated the mission as such, spending just enough time meeting old friends and allies to not appear rude before escaping as quickly as possible to take in the sights, and spend as much time with each other as possible, in private.

If Hinata could use one word to describe the trip so far, she’d have to go with ‘magical’. With little to distract them other than fun evenings with old friends, they spent most of their free time re-igniting their passion for one another.

Hinata flushed prettily as she recalled some of the…naughty things they’d gotten up to so far, the scandalous thoughts making her subconsciously pull her wet towel more tightly around her body.

I never knew Naruto-kun could be so adventurous… 

Her blush deepened and she giggled quietly to herself as she recalled some of their more risque adventures over the past month. Each one could have easily been ripped directly from her collection of erotica no one knew the existence of - not even her husband.

Goodness, that would be so embarrassing…

Their next stop had been Kumogakure, the Raikage greeting them with open arms and hearty back slaps when he sensed them and heard the good news.

After their journey, the large, powerful, dark-skinned kage insisted on putting them up at their famed hot spring resort. Though Yu no Kuni boasted the largest variety of hot springs and matching ryokan in the Elemental Nations, Lord Ay had assured them that theirs was the best in the world.

When they’d been led to it, both Naruto and Hinata found it hard to disagree. 

Kumogakure itself was nestled high up in the mountains, in an incredibly defensible valley surrounded by treacherous cliffs and virtually unscalable slopes. Ay led them through one of the mountains however, and on the other side, along with his own mansion, stood a resort with a very traditional architectural style similar to most ryokan they’d visited, only much larger.

It had reminded Hinata of the Daimyo’s palace.

Ay dropped them off and the helpful staff saw to their every need. First, they had a couple’s massage that had them melting into satisfied puddles of goo within minutes, the entire experience lasting for well over an hour.

Then, they’d been led to a shower room where they could wash off before heading into one of their many hot springs. Hinata had left her husband behind to chat with some of the visiting dignitaries before heading out to witness the picturesque - according to the staff - scene for herself.

It had been…for lack of a better word, breathtaking.

Rather than have a single, large hot spring, the resort had several, smaller, more exclusive pools to soak in. When Hinata had ascended the stairs, she’d found herself in a traditional pavilion, a hot spring with an infinity edge taking up most of the space and giving those soaking a truly jaw-dropping view of the nearby mountain vista.

This high up, they were above the clouds, and though the air was thinner than she was used to, it allowed them an unobstructed view of the perfect, blue sky while a sea of clouds obscured the storms below.

Getting in the pool, her timidity causing her to keep her towel on even though she was alone, Hinata had shimmied right up to the edge and gazed out at the view with wonder.

She loved her home…but they didn’t have anything like this.

When her sensitive ears picked up the sound of flesh pattering on stone, she turned to the stairs and smiled wryly as her grinning husband finally joined her, his towel carelessly draped over his shoulder and his soft, shrivelled penis dangling between his legs without a care in the world.

I wish I could be so confident…

Her husband’s goofy smile slipped from his face and he gaped at the magical view. Hinata giggled, wondering if she had looked just as thunderstruck as her handsome husband.

‘Woooooow,’ Naruto whispered in shock, his voice thick with awe and wonder. ‘Ay wasn’t kidding…’ he turned to her, his smile lighting up his whiskered face. ‘What are we gonna show him when he comes to visit? Starting to feel a little inferior here…’

Hinata giggled and nuzzled against her husband’s thigh as he sat down on the edge of the spring next to her, groaning as he submerged his legs into the medicinal water.

‘Maybe as Hokage you can make it a priority to beautify Konoha?’ she teased, staring up at her husband with her loving, pale eyes.

Naruto snorted, though he didn’t look like he disagreed. ‘Can you imagine how the other clans would react if I used our budget to build a forest resort instead of boosting our shinobi? I’ll be the shortest reigning Hokage in history…’

Hinata’s hand broke the surface of the warm, heavenly water and she rubbed Naruto’s thigh soothingly. ‘You underestimate yourself, husband,’ she whispered softly, but with conviction. ‘They all adore you. As long as you can prove it will bring the village a lot more money, they’ll follow.’

Naruto tilted his head from side to side as he thought on her words before smiling wide. Leaning down, he planted a soft, lingering kiss on the top of her head and Hinata cursed herself and her shyness when she felt her cheeks heating up almost as much as the rest of her body. ‘I’m so glad I married you, Hime.’

Blushing an even deeper shade of red, Hinata matched her husband’s smile and leaned against his side.

‘And given that we’re married,’ he trailed off, his teasing tone instantly putting her on guard. ‘I want to stare at my wife’s amazing tits! Yoink!’

Hinata gasped and squealed when she felt the cool, mountain air on her cleavage and collar bone.

‘Boooo!’ Naruto whined like an adorable child, his cheeks puffed up and his lips pursed in a ridiculous pout. ‘Come out of the water, I want to play with your boobs!’

‘Naruto-kun!’ she squealed, half mortified, half exasperated and just a tiny bit amused as he reached into the water and palmed her heavy breasts.

‘Squish, squish,’ Naruto joked, giggling like a child as he played with her. Sighing, her face still flaming red in embarrassment, she mostly calmed herself down and smiled fondly at her husband. Leaning back against the edge of the spring, she smiled shyly and subtly stuck out her chest even more, giving him easier access.

It does feel rather nice…

‘Hup!’ Hinata yelped as Naruto dragged her out of the water and sat her on his lap. Even if it was just the two of them, she felt completely exposed now that she was out of the water - she was completely exposed. Groaning, Naruto bent down and started planting kisses on her pliable tit flesh, his fingers pinching and pulling her pale, pink, pebbled nipples.

‘I wish you’d do this more often,’ Naruto groaned, as he peppered her breasts with more and more kisses. ‘You’re so beautiful, it should be a crime that you cover up so much…’

Though still thoroughly embarrassed, Hinata couldn’t help the thrill of excitement that shot through her body when her husband praised her, inordinately pleased that he found her so desirable.

She was so distracted by her goofball of a husband that she momentarily forgot their spring, though exclusive, wasn’t private.

Hinata froze like a deer before a tiger when she heard much heavier, meaty thwaps against the stone stairs steadily approaching. With a startled eep, she mentally cursed her mischievous husband for throwing her towel away and instead settled for diving back into the water and leaning against the edge, her heavy breasts pressed against the cool stone and hiding her nakedness.

Naruto sighed and rubbed her head affectionately. ‘One day, I hope you’ll understand how beautiful you are and take pride in it…’

Her blush, already at dangerous levels, grew somehow even darker at hearing her husband’s desire.

He’s always trying to show me off, to get me naked around others. Whyyyy?

She pouted, glaring up at the love of her life as Lord Ay joined them, a small towel wrapped around his midsection. It offered little in the way of modesty, and just as Hinata thought her blush might be receding, it darkened once more when she noted his…substantial bulge.

What made it even worse… her husband caught her staring. His cheeky grin and lustful, smouldering crystal blue eyes inflamed her core as much as it mortified her.

What was that?!

‘Yo Ay! Glad you could join us!’

With a tired sigh, the Raikage only gave Hinata a polite nod but otherwise treated her nakedness as a non-issue. Slipping into the water opposite them, his arm hanging off the edge into infinity, the large man dunked his head in the hot water before re-emerging and sighing in relief.

‘Kid, make sure the first thing you do as Hokage is get yourself a great assistant. It will literally add years to your life…’

Laughing, her husband and the Raikage continued to chat, their easy camaraderie contagious. In no time at all, Hinata found herself relaxing and joining in on the conversation, her nakedness no longer a crippling concern, though she still kept herself covered.

As if proud of her, Naruto put a hand on her thigh under the water. She melted against his side, her head resting on his shoulder, but then she froze when she felt Naruto’s hand slide up.

Both the Raikage and her husband continued to chat as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and it took all of Hinata’s considerable willpower to not react when Naruto’s fingers found her womanhood, the tips brushing her tingling lips.

It’s only mortifying if we’re caught. It’s only mortifying if we’re caught. It’s only mortifying if we’re caught…

Miraculously, repeating the mantra in her mind actually calmed her. Lord Ay didn’t have a bloodline like hers and the water was so cloudy it was basically opaque.

The only way he’ll find out is if you give him a reason to be suspicious!

Letting out a deep, relaxing sigh, Hinata melted further against her husband’s side, luxuriating in the feeling of not only the warm, medicinal water on her perfect, pale skin, but the spikes of sensation that constantly ignited her pleasure senses as her husband teased her nethers.

The Raikage dunked his head in the water once more and emerged with a weary sigh. ‘Another lesson for you, kid. No rest for the wicked. As much as I’d love to stay and shoot the shit, I need to get back to work.’

‘No worries old man!’ Naruto shrugged it off, returning the Raikage’s informal term of endearment with a wide smile. ‘Come hang out after you’re done though - if you’re gonna pay for the room we’re staying in, you should at least enjoy some of the perks!’

Ay barked out a laugh and wrapped himself once more in his tiny towel before standing. His bulge was, somehow, even more noticeable and Hinata averted her gaze, her mind instantly conjuring naughty images of -

No! Bad Hinata! You’re a married woman! You can’t be thinking about other men’s penises!

She blamed it on Naruto’s mischievous, dextrous fingers. They were the reason she was acting out, nothing more.

Do you really believe that…?

‘I might just do that…’ Lord Ay acquiesced with a tired grin, holding out his fist for Naruto to bump. ‘They have some of the best sake in the village here, I haven’t had any for a while…’

‘It’s a plan!’

They bumped fists and the huge, dark-skinned Raikage disappeared back down the stairs, his immense, beefy muscles rippling with every step.

When she could no longer hear the sounds of his heavy footsteps on the stone, Hinata attacked.

‘Oioioi! Calm down!’

‘What. Were. You. Thinking?!’ Hinata hissed, stabbing him mercilessly with her Jūken-powered finger pokes. ‘What if Lord Ay caught us?!’

Her lovable, cheeky husband wrapped his arms around her to stop her assault and pressed his lips against hers. Sighing, the fight instantly drained out of her and she sagged against his chest, moaning into his mouth as she eagerly returned the kiss.

No fair…how am I supposed to stay angry at him?

When they pulled apart, Naruto was still grinning. ‘So what?’

‘Hm?’ her brain was still a liddle muddled after the kiss.

‘So what if he caught us? He’d have seen a loving husband and wife getting handsy, it’s not the end of the world.’

Groaning in exasperation, Hinata didn’t even bother trying to argue the point. She’d always been taught when growing up that you couldn’t argue with stupidity, and while she winced at using the idiom when referring to her husband…it was his own fault for fitting the bill so perfectly…

-

After a fruitful afternoon spent exploring the village and sightseeing, Naruto and Hinata had returned to their palatial suite at the hot spring resort, a giddy, giggling mess. As he’d been doing for the entirety of their trip so far, Naruto made sure to continue pushing his wife’s buttons, and her boundaries.

He loved Hinata, dearly. The day they wed was without question the happiest of his life. However, as his baachan always told him, no relationship was perfect.

Yet.

His wife had never really grown out of her awkward, shy teenager phase, even as womanhood graced her with curves in all the right places and a chest that he could barely keep his hands off. His wife was, without question, the most beautiful woman in the world to him, which only made it even more maddening that she had such low self-esteem.

As for her libido, thankfully, he’d already seen progress. The Hinata of old would have fainted on the spot had they been joined in the hot spring by another man, especially while she was naked. Not only had she calmed down and rolled with it - eventually - but he’d even caught her staring at the old man’s impressive bulge in his towel.

But that’s nothing new for my perverted little princess…

A part of him used to feel bad and pushy for trying to change his wife like he was, until he realised she was doing the same with him. His wife had already curbed a lot of his over exuberant, idiotic tendencies and calmed him down in general.

He liked to think the changes were not only making them better, more rounded adults, but they also played a crucial part in making sure their marriage would be a long and fruitful one filled with love and adventure.

With a sigh, Naruto leaned back and stretched, groaning as his joints popped one after another. Almost absentmindedly, his wife reached over and pressed a familiar series of spots on his back with her magical fingers and Naruto nearly fainted in bliss.

‘Heh,’ Ay chuckled knowingly, the deep sound rumbling in his broad chest, ‘Just realised how incredible it must be to have the Hyūga’s most talented practitioner of their family style as a wife…’

Hinata blushed prettily but looked incredibly pleased at the praise while Naruto threw an arm around the love of his life and drew her close. ‘Right?! She’s so talented.’ He turned and grinned slyly at his partner and gently tickled her side. ‘Maybe if you’re good I can convince her to give you a massage too - you haven’t had a massage until you’ve had one by Hime I promise you!’

‘Naruto-kun…’ Hinata whined, burying her face in his side while Ay chuckled at their byplay.

‘That’s okay, I wouldn’t want to impose.’

After they’d returned to the suite, Naruto and Hinata had gone for another soak before retiring to their room for the evening, the Raikage eventually joining them for dinner where the hotel had offered them a feast fit for a king.

Or Kages, duh.

They sat around a low, elegant table dressed only in thin, silky robes as plate after plate of delicious food was brought in for their enjoyment. It was enough to feed an entire unit, and while Hinata still ate like a normal person, Naruto and Ay devoured their portions with gusto.

Naruto had always been a bit of a glutton, while the Raikage likely needed to consume a lot of protein to keep up with his no-doubt crazy weight lifting regime.

The maids had just finished collecting all the dirty dishes while the three of them enjoyed each other’s company. Their room was truly luxurious, the furniture traditional but pricey looking while the tatami mats were made of the finest of rush grass, the zabuton cushions made of the softest cotton.

The nearby shoji doors opened up on a beautiful, tranquil meditation garden while the room itself was furnished with tasteful, traditional art that even he could appreciate.

It honestly kinda reminded him of his in-law’s estate, which shouldn’t have come as a surprise given how uppity that lot were.

Conversation flowed between the three of them, with even Hinata chipping in more frequently than she was accustomed. The few cups of sake had definitely loosened her tongue, her perpetual blush this time for a reason other than embarrassment - though Naruto made sure to regulate her intake.

Hinata was a bit of a lightweight when it came to alcohol.

Though he desperately wanted his wife to loosen up and wasn’t against a bit of alcohol acting as a social lubricant, he made sure she never went beyond tipsy.

Despite his desires, he was far more concerned with his wife’s feelings and emotions. If she were to loosen up, it had to be because she wanted to, not because she was drunk.

‘Not gonna lie kid, your generation is pretty impressive,’ Ay observed after a natural lull in the conversation. ‘I guess that’s what war does, unfortunately. You’ve achieved so much already at such a young age…’

This time Naruto was the one who blushed at the praise as he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

The conversation shifted to how they got together, and how Naruto, essentially a street rat, was able to win over his in-laws.

They all laughed at their shared anecdotes, with Ay taking particular pleasure in hearing how Naruto got one over the stuffy Hyūga.

‘What about you, Lord Ay?’ Hinata asked politely, seated on her knees like the perfect princess beside her husband. Naruto was just glad she was taking an active part in the conversation, but in her defence, she'd been trained to mingle with dignitaries her entire life. ‘Is there a special woman in your life?’

‘Pshaw,’ Ay waved off with an amused huff. ‘I very much doubt two young specimens such as yourselves want to hear about an old man’s love life -’

‘No, don’t be silly!’ Hinata urged sincerely. ‘It feels like we’ve been talking about ourselves non-stop, we’d love to learn more about our gracious host.’

‘What she said,’ Naruto joked cheekily with a tilt of his head towards his wife.

The Raikage shrugged nonchalantly before leaning back on his tree-trunk-like arms. ‘There’s not much to tell, to be honest, I’m single. Always have been and to be honest, I kind of prefer it that way.’ He turned to Naruto, his face serious. ‘Not to bring the mood down kid, but this job demands a lot. It’ll be hard. I suspect your teacher knows that too - that’s why he sent you out on this mission before giving you the hat.’

This was nothing he hadn’t been told before, especially from Tsunade. He and Hinata had discussed it at length. They were partners, not just romantically, but in life, and they’d had in-depth discussions on how they’d split professional and personal responsibilities when they eventually started a family - among many other things.

Hinata, however, was frowning in distress at the Raikage’s words for another reason. ‘That…sounds like an incredibly lonely life.’

Ay barked out a laugh and waved her concerns away. ‘Just because I’m single doesn’t mean I’m wanting for companionship.’ Seeing their confused expressions, he elaborated with another careless shrug. ‘I have several lovers that see to my needs. Again, just because I’m single doesn’t mean I’m lonely.’

‘Oh.’ Naruto couldn’t think of anything else to say, his cheeks dusted pink. That was nothing compared to Hinata’s reaction however, who looked like she’d dunked her head in a bucket of red paint, though, adorably, she tried to play it off as if it were no big deal. 

‘W-why did you never get together with any of them?’ Hinata asked innocently. ‘It can’t be the case that they never wanted more. You’re too nice a person!’

Ay’s chuckle was deep and reverberated in their chests. ‘That’s kind of you to say, but that’s really quite impossible - by design, I should add.’ He paused, apparently considering if he should say more, before shrugging and powering on. ‘They’re all happily married, after all.’

Naruto’s eyes widened in shock and Hinata gasped in surprise. As if only just realising how bad what he said sounded, the Raikage winced. ‘I probably should have rephrased that more delicately, but it’s the truth, and I assure you, everything is entirely consensual on everyone’s part - including the husband’s, and there’s no coercion going on either, before you ask.’

That made Naruto’s brain short-circuit, which was nothing compared to Hinata’s reaction. His innocent-presenting wife froze like a statue, her eyes wide and her blush covering her entire body.

‘How does that even work?’ Naruto finally asked with a puzzled frown after several moments of tense, awkward silence. ‘Why would the husbands of the women ever agree to that?’

Even as he asked the question though, his mind conjured sinful images of his wife and the huge man sitting at the table across from him locked in the throes of passion, her pale skin contrasting deliciously against his dark, as if emphasising her infidelity.

Much to his surprise, his cock stirred.

Again, Ay chuckled before replying wistfully. ‘We’ve been talking for so long I sometimes forget how young you two really are…’ Shaking his head, he slipped a large hand into his robe to scratch his belly before continuing. ‘There’s lots of reasons. Some men have injuries that have left them irreversibly impotent while others get off by just watching - this sounds terrible and I honestly don’t mean to brag, but I’m rather…adept in the bedroom. Word gets around. I’m never wanting for willing partners.’ He shrugged, picking at his teeth with an elaborate toothpick. ‘We all like the arrangement, it keeps things relatively uncomplicated and I get my needs seen to without the messiness of a relationship I can’t ever dedicate all my time to.’

Hinata poured herself another drink in the following oppressive silence, her hands noticeably shaking and her face veritably steaming.

Naruto’s reaction couldn’t have been more different. He found himself fascinated by the Raikage’s lovelife, and curious - he wanted to know more.

‘That’s so interesting!’ Naruto gushed, unable to keep the wonder from his tone, or the naughty images from constantly bombarding his mind. ‘Why do couples keep coming to you though? You said you were good in the sack, but is that really it? Is it because you’re the Raikage?’

Instead of answering, Ay turned to Hinata and frowned. ‘We should probably drop the conversation,’ he admitted reluctantly. ‘Your wife looks uncomfortable.’

Naruto mirrored Ay’s frown and pulled his wife close until she was leaning against his side. ‘You good, Hime?’

‘Sorry,’ she mumbled in embarrassment, her face still bathed in crimson. ‘I’m…not used to people being so forward but please, continue, I’m now curious too.’

His thick eyebrows raised, Ay gave her a long, considered look before shrugging his huge shoulders. One thing Naruto had learnt quickly about his soon-to-be colleague was that, though polite and courteous, the man didn’t really have any shame.

He proved that again the very next second by grabbing the hem of his thin, silk robe and pulling it aside. It took Naruto an embarrassing amount of time to realise what he was looking at, but when he did, he instantly understood why women seemed to be throwing themselves at the older man.

And why husbands were eager to watch their wives do so - the images being conjured by his own mind now had new, added, deliciously erotic details.

It turned out that the impressive bulge behind the Raikage’s towel hadn’t been a trick of the light, or a simple, fortuitous fold of the cloth. After pulling his robe aside, the man reached down under the lip of the low table and hefted up a cock bigger than any he’d ever seen. At almost a foot long and as thick around as his wrist, Naruto had only ever seen one man that came close.

Ironically, also at a hot spring.

Ay let his cock drop back to the floor with an audible thunk on the tatami mat and shut his robe once more. ‘Some men really get off on watching their wives with someone of my endowment.’ He chuckled knowingly, ‘and, obviously, some women really like it too. We all get what we want and I don’t have to deal with the complications of a relationship - it probably wouldn’t work for most people, but it does for me.’

Naruto whistled in appreciation while Hinata steamed like a tea kettle next to him. 

Unable to help himself, his hand slipped under the table and in between his wife’s powerful thighs. Hinata stiffened as his fingers started to brush against her shockingly moist lower lips.

‘Hey, I’ve always wondered, how do you handle being so big?’ he asked curiously with a tilt of his head. ‘Most women are nowhere near as deep, isn’t it frustrating?’

The tense atmosphere had instantly, deliberately been dispelled by his innocent, if genuine question and Ay chuckled. Hinata’s fingers dug painfully into his arm, trying to get him to stop without drawing attention to them, but Naruto ignored her.

The images being conjured by his mind were too titillating, too alluring.

For his goal in ultimately making his wife a more sexual, confident woman, this was an opportunity too good to pass up.

And it’s…really hot. I blame Ero-sennin and his stupid books…

‘It was a lot more frustrating when I was younger,’ Ay admitted conversationally. ‘With experience, I learned control. As long as I don’t thrust away like an animal and I make sure my lover is, err, suitably prepared, it’s a thoroughly pleasurable experience for everyone.’

‘That’s fascinating,’ Naruto remarked genuinely, not specifically at the Raikage’s words, but at their noticeable effect on his wife. Though she tried to discourage his misbehaving fingers, Naruto now suspected that had more to do with how turned on she clearly was, her womanhood leaking copious fluids throughout the illicit, candid conversation.

Deciding to just go for it, Naruto plastered a thoughtful look on his features before starting as if he just had a brilliant idea.

‘Can you show me?’

Ay’s eyebrows raised in surprise while Hinata froze beside him in shock, letting out an adorable squeak. Her grip on his arm had genuinely become painful, but Naruto did his best not to let it show on his face.

‘W-what do you mean?’ Hinata asked with a kind smile that, for once, didn’t reach her beautiful eyes. ‘Perhaps you’ve had too much to drink, husband.’

Naruto barked out a laugh. ‘I think we all know alcohol has no effect on me.’

His loving, adoring wife genuinely looked ready to throttle him the way Sakura used to when they were kids. It wasn’t what he was going for, but he took his victories where he could get them - anything that brought her more out of her shell was a win in his book.

Ignoring the crushing grip on his forearm, Naruto used his other arm to brush a lock of silky, black hair behind her ear and stared deep into her eyes. The ferocity of her grip instantly lessened and the tightness around her eyes relaxed. ‘I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to, Hime,’ he said, adding an extra, hidden emphasis to his words that caused his wife’s eyes to widen in surprise. ‘I’m really curious. I’d love to see you try and take something like that,’ he finished, motioning his head towards the Raikage’s groin.

Hinata was blushing so hard Naruto was worried steam would start coming out of her ears.

‘Don’t you think we should have talked about this first?’ She hissed with a desperate, pleading look. ‘In private?’

Hah. If I’d tried this while you were stone-cold sober and we were on our own we wouldn’t have gotten anywhere.

Naruto kissed her again, this time more softly, and he felt Hinata relax. ‘No pressure, Hime. I’m only interested if you’re into it anyway.’

His words were accompanied by his finger finally slipping inside her soaking womanhood, and Hinata sucked in a startled breath, burying her face in his shoulder.

‘You are remarkably wet though…’

‘This is crazy,’ she whined, her voice muffled. Ay remained silent and was fine with just watching the minidrama playing out before him with a raised eyebrow, his sake cup at his lips. It was a good thing too, his wife would have instantly clammed up had he butted in. ‘You’ll hate me…’

Naruto frowned and Hinata’s whines grew more intense along with his fingering. ‘I could never hate you,’ he hissed vehemently before taking a deep, calming breath. ‘Why don’t you go and sit next to our host? Keep him company, he’s been so kind to us, after all. You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.’

Hinata had somehow fooled herself into thinking they were in their own little bubble, the mention of the Raikage making her start and blush up a storm once more. After another kiss and an encouraging nod though, his wife bit her lip adorably and got up on shaky legs, rounding the table and kneeling beside Ay with a stiff posture, a good foot of space between them.

Shaking his head in disbelief, Ay wisely didn’t even address the situation further and the two of them lapsed into easy conversation once more, the older, wiser Kage imparting on him invaluable wisdom for his upcoming role within his own village.

Hinata was painfully shy and stiff at first, but as Naruto and Ay’s conversation continued, she slowly relaxed, taking a few more sips from her cup and shuffling closer to their host until their bodies were in contact.

Naruto felt his excitement grow as Hinata grew more noticeably comfortable, eventually even joining their conversation once more, her inputs no longer filled with embarrassment but rather charm and good-humour instead.

That’s it, Hime! You’re doing so well!

So smoothly that Hinata didn’t even notice at first, Ay casually brushed his robe aside once more. Naruto couldn’t see anything other than the discrete motion itself, but he knew that the Raikage had exposed himself once more when Hinata froze in shock with her sake cup at her lips, her wide eyes staring into his lap.

Their conversation continued on like nothing had changed, but something undeniably had, the energy in the room noticeably more charged. Hinata, his beloved, beautiful, sexy, shy wife continued to stare agog into the Raikage’s lap, completely ignoring their conversation. Naruto imagined what she was seeing, his mind’s eye offering him an image of the Raikage’s huge, heavy, dark cock laying flat on the floor like an anaconda.

He wondered if anything would happen if he left them alone for a couple of minutes, perhaps his wife might even be more relaxed if Naruto weren’t there watching like a perverted hawk.

He stood and stretched his stiff legs. ‘I need to go to the bathroom,’ he suddenly announced. ‘I’ll see if they have anything else to drink in the kitchen too.’

Hinata watched him go with wide, panicked eyes and Naruto only smiled in return, giving her a cheeky wink that had her perpetually blushing cheeks turn a shade darker.

He struggled in the bathroom, his dick so hard it made pissing an annoyance. He quickly rubbed one out to calm himself down, mental images of the Raikage ravishing his wife making it a record-breaking session.

Making a quick pitstop in their suite’s kitchen, his eyes widened in surprise when their liquor cabinet had a bottle of daiginjo sake. Naruto wasn’t really a drinker - there wasn’t really a point - but one didn’t spend years around Tsunade without learning a thing or two about alcohol. This bottle of daiginjo had been aged for over a decade.

He smirked as he had a naughty idea.

If Baachan ever finds out about this, I’m a dead man.

When he returned to the table, he grinned as his wife started in surprise, her blush the deepest yet. By the look on her face, she looked as if she’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar - judging by how close they were sitting, and how her hand disappeared under the table in the vicinity of his lap, he didn’t think his joking observation was far from reality.

He thanked God he had the foresight to quickly rub one out.

‘Oh ho?’ Ay remarked with his eyes on the bottle in Naruto’s hand, showing remarkable composure despite the fact Hinata very likely had a hold of his massive shaft. ‘You found the good stuff, then?’

‘Aged ten years,’ Naruto confirmed joining them on their side of the table. The way they were sitting, and with how their robes fell, it actually did a good job of hiding his wife’s delicious, naughty behaviour.

But he knew better.

His wife shuddered with desire as he knelt behind her and brushed her long, silky, obsidian tresses aside to reveal her pale, slender neck. Pressing his lips to one of her more powerful erogenous zones, Naruto gently slipped his wife’s robes off her shoulder, causing her to freeze in shock.

Each of his actions was taken with the utmost care. He was treating his wife like a terrified kitten that wouldn’t take much to startle and spoil the mood, or ruin the charged atmosphere.

Hinata’s robes pooled around her waist, her large, pendulous breasts hanging low on her chest. He’d always been a sucker for big boobs, and his wife had some of the best he’d ever seen, and judging by the look in Ay’s eyes, the older man didn’t disagree.

‘Naruto-kun,’ she whined piteously, her eyes fluttering closed and her cheeks heating up. She didn’t shy away though, or flinch at her sudden nakedness, which was massive progress in his eyes.

Though to be fair, that probably had something to do with the fact she was currently gripping another man’s dick.

‘Cradle your tits for us, Hime,’ he purred softly, his wife noticeably shivering as his warm breath hit her ear. ‘We’re gonna drink this incredible drink from your amazing cleavage - use the arm that’s not playing with Ay’s huge cock…’

He kissed her neck again to soften the blow of his sexually charged words and it evidently worked. Hinata mewled softly but didn’t pull away or deny what she was doing. Ay chuckled at their interaction, but said nothing else, clearly not wanting to spoil the mood either.

Hinata, her blush intensifying, shook her right hand out of her sleeve and did as asked, resting her heavy tits on the low table until they slightly pooled and wrapping an arm around them. She knew what he wanted, they’d also done this on their wedding night.

‘Good girl,’ Naruto purred, capturing her lips in a heated, passionate kiss while his finger toyed with a pale, erect nipple. ‘You’re so brave, Hime, I’m so proud of you…’

The smile she gave him only betrayed the slightest hint of tipsiness. To call her beautiful was somehow a horrific understatement, her features akin to a perfect, unattainable princess. That juxtaposed with her actions that evening, her naked breasts in front of company and her naughty hand under the table… it was an intoxicating combination.

Naruto uncorked the ancient-looking bottle with a pop and poured a shot into his wife’s immense cleavage. Hinata gasped as the cool liquid hit her flush, warm skin and Naruto bent down to suck it up, his cheeky tongue spending as much time licking her titflesh as it did sucking up the sake.

‘Mmm, delicious.’ Hilariously, he kinda meant it. He wasn’t really one for sake and only drank in social situations, but this drink had a really complex, unique flavour profile that set it apart from the rest.

He didn’t want to know how much it cost.

When he refilled Hinata’s cleavage, she shivered with delight, her cheeks darkening and squeaking adorably when Naruto motioned to the Raikage. ‘This stuff’s delicious, try some.’

‘Cleavage sake is the best kind of sake,’ Ay admitted as the Raikage turned to his wife.

Hinata was staring up at the larger man with wide eyes, but didn’t protest when he leaned down over her, slowly moving to her cleavage. He maintained eye contact for as long as possible before turning away to slurp up the liquid gold, humming in approval at the flavour.

His dick wasn’t the only thing that was large. Naruto watched with interest as his tongue snaked out and, just like he’d done, licked up the leftover moisture once the majority of the drink had been consumed. He came perilously close to brushing against her nipple - so close Hinata even jutted her chest out further, hoping he would - but the long appendage disappeared before he did, keeping his horny wife wanting.

Hinata was panting with desire at this point, her eyes wide and her head bouncing between Naruto and the Raikage with disbelief.

His naughty wife was so aroused, she’d started to absentmindedly stroke the Raikage length, the cloth in his lap jumping up and down with her pumping.

‘How was that?’ Naruto asked in the hopes of keeping her distracted.

Still blushing prettily, she looked down, unable to meet his gaze. ‘It was…nice.’

‘Oh?’ Naruto teased, sucking in a startled breath as Ay brushed his robe aside once more, exposing his cock to the room again with one noticeable difference.

This time there was a pale hand wrapped around his absurd girth as it glided up and down his glistening member, spreading pre-cum in its wake. Hinata’s hand was small, delicate and didn’t even come close to closing around the obscene girth, and while that was hot and interesting in its own right, what really caught his attention was the sparkling wedding ring on her finger.

Seeing his wife’s ring so close to the towering obsidian pillar of flesh was so naughty, so wrong, he could scarcely believe it.

I can’t believe this is actually happening!

Naruto’s mouth felt like the deserts in the Land of Wind as he devoured the insanely erotic sight, but he kept his cool and turned to her with a sly smile.

‘Do you want a drink too?’

His wife licked her dry lips and shyly nodded, though she looked confused when he corked the bottle of sake once more and put it aside.

‘You don’t need that,’ Naruto said with a perverse grin, waving at the bottle dismissively. ‘You have your own drink you’ve been preparing for a while, after all.’

Hinata’s confused look was so adorable he wanted to squee, but when understanding finally dawned on her features, she turned to her left and gasped when she saw Ay had exposed himself once more.

How she hadn’t realised before then was a mystery to him.

Her head snapped in his direction, as if about to apologise or beg for forgiveness, but Naruto stopped her by putting a finger on her soft lips.

‘Go on,’ he urged with a sexually charged whisper. ‘Show our host how appreciative you are of his hospitality.’

Ay had the wisdom to know not to speak in this situation. They were in uncharted territory as a couple, and even the slightest mistake could spook Hinata and ruin everything.

Biting her lip in sexy indecision, his wife looked between the cock she was still stroking and her husband several times before Naruto finally bent down and captured her lips in a soft, passionate kiss.

It was time to bring out his secret weapon.

After their kiss, he put his lips to her ear and whispered. ‘Go on. I want you to be my naughty little princess…’

She froze in shock at his carefully considered words. He was no mind-reader, but he knew his wife well enough to know exactly what she was thinking. Were his choice of words deliberate? Or were they a coincidence?

She could convince herself of the latter, but it was definitely the former. Either way, the magic words lit a fire in his naughty wife, and when she pulled back, her pale eyes blazed with desire.

Biting her lip, she turned to their host but refused to look him in the eye lest she lose her nerve. Instead, with an adorable squeak, she angled the colossal shaft towards her and bent down to place a tender kiss on the purplish tip.

It took every ounce of his considerable willpower to not cheer like a retard on the spot. That would have definitely ruined the mood and set him back months.

Hinata had kissed the Raikage’s huge dick like one did when they were jumping in a cold pool - quickly, to get the worst of it out of the way.

Now that she’d crossed that forbidden, taboo barrier, she was much more relaxed when she bent down once more and placed another kiss on his crown.

This…this is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love her so fucking much!

Ay grunted in approval, his hand steadily rising to thread his fingers through her ebony tresses.

Naruto quickly caught his eye and firmly shook his head in the negative, making a cutting motion towards his neck. The man nodded in understanding and returned his arm to his side, humming in approval as Hinata finally spread her lips wide and took his large head between her lips.

He slowly circled around until he could comfortably lock eyes with his wife as she sucked the Raikage’s dick. Her lips were spread obscenely wide as she accommodated his girth, and her cheeks were a brilliant crimson, but otherwise Naruto was glad to see she was enjoying herself, her eyes heavily lidded with desire.

Now that she could comfortably see him while her head bobbed up and down, she noticeably relaxed. When he smiled encouragingly at her, she returned the gesture, the corners of her lips curling even though they remained spread wide around Ay’s shaft.

‘You’re so beautiful, Hime,’ Naruto encouraged in a breathless tone. He couldn’t believe how hot watching Hinata suck another man’s cock was. She had both hands wrapped around the colossal shaft now and was stroking independently, her pink lips focused on the dark, purplish head while the little moans and slurps she made as she did her thing were out of this world.

He thought he understood the men who willingly let their wives warm the Raikage’s bed, there was just something so unbelievably hot about watching his dear, sweet, innocent wife acting like a naughty little slut for him. Combine that with watching her service a member so ridiculously huge made it feel like he was watching very own personalised porno. The fact that Ay’s skin tone was so much more darker than his own highlighting and emphasising the fact that this wasn’t him enjoying his wife’s ministrations.

When Naruto stood and made to circle back around the table to sit on his wife’s vacant side, his modest six inches was noticeably tenting his robe. He couldn’t imagine how he’d be feeling if he hadn’t rubbed one out earlier.

Naruto watched his wife servicing the Raikage for several more minutes, the silence of the room broken only by the adorable and erotic sounds she was making as well as the Raikage’s pleased grunts. Ay was leaning back on the palms of his hands, his head tilted back in bliss.

Hinata froze but quickly relaxed when Naruto leaned down to embrace her, his lips pressed to her ear. ‘Hime, use your tits, that would be so hot seeing that huge dick being wrapped up by your perfect, beautiful breasts… I bet Ay would love that.’

His wife adorably looked up into the eyes of the man she was fellating, as if asking if her husband’s words were true. Ay returned the stare and grunted with amusement, nodding silently while gently brushing an ebony bang behind her ear.

Ay repositioned himself further away from the table to give Hinata room and his wife crawled closer into his lap. Her heavy breasts swayed and hung low without support, and when she palmed them, they looked like two, heavy, teardrops. Ay held his towering, obsidian shaft aloft as Hinata repositioned, glistening with a mixture of Hinata’s spit and his own excretions, it looked imposing and angry and Naruto shuddered as he imagined watching that pussy pleaser slide in and out of his princess.

When Hinata wrapped her breasts around his own cock, it mostly disappeared in her cleavage, his modest six inches almost completely swallowed by her huge breasts. When she wrapped them around the Raikage’s cock, there was more cock leftover than he had available on his best day.

With an adorable squeak, Hinata bent down and suckled the angry, purple head back into her eager mouth while stroking his shaft with her pillowy tits. Naruto turned to Ay and gave him an encouraging nod and, as if waiting for the signal, his hand eagerly shot up and entangled itself in his naughty wife’s silky hair, guiding her in how he liked to be sucked.

Much more relaxed now after over ten minutes of taboo, sexual action, Hinata didn’t respond negatively to his unexpected touch. Instead, she moaned from deep within her being, a mixture of disbelief and arousal notable in her tone.

Sliding in close, Naruto slipped his hand under his wife’s robe and found her womanhood. He was unsurprised to find her utterly drenched and, as soon as she stood, he would be even less surprised to find that she’d left a mess on the floor.

‘I’d call you a good girl Hime, but I’d be lying,’ Naruto purred into her ear and his wife froze. ‘Because you’re not a good girl, are you? You’re my naughty little princess…’

Her entire body shuddered at his words, but he continued.

‘Could you imagine what your father would say if he saw his perfect daughter acting like such a wanton slut?’ he purred, his fingers slipping inside her drenched love tunnel and pistoning in and out of her.

She whined adorably in protest, but didn’t stop either her sucking or her boob-job. She even shifted slightly to give him easier access to her womanhood. His wife was turned the fuck on, even if she was just as embarrassed.

Or rather, embarrassed to admit it.

‘I’m so happy to be married to such a naughty, slutty wife,’ he whispered and Hinata shuddered again. ‘I’ve always wanted you to be like this for me. Uninhibited, sexy.’

He could feel her womanhood clench tight around his fingers, her arousal spiking.

‘I’m nearly there…’ Ay’s voice was much deeper than his, but he spoke softly, warning his wife that she was about to have the drink she’d been working at so diligently.

Hinata whined again and Naruto went in for the kill.

‘This is just the first step Hime… could you imagine how it will feel when your pussy stretches wide around that huge dick? Will you even feel me afterwards? Or will your naughty, slutty pussy only accept huge ones like that afterwards?’

His wife’s entire body shook and her womanhood clenched so tight around her pistoning fingers he no longer thrust with them and instead just rubbed her g-spot. She was cumming.

He immediately pulled back before she tipped over the edge, her muffled, despairing wail of unfulfilled pleasure exactly what he'd been hoping for.

Hinata wasn’t the only one turned on by the situation though and Ay grunted urgently. ‘Cumming!’

His wife’s eyes shot wide when Ay gasped and shot his first torrent of cum down her throat, followed by another, then another. It was so much that cum started to escape from the corner of his wife’s lips and she couldn’t keep up.

Pulling off his colossal shaft with a gasp of air, Hinata only just managed to close her eyes when Ay gasped and grunted again, a final rope of cum shooting out of his quivering pillar of flash and splattering across his wife's previously pristine features.

With a relieved groan, Ay palmed the portion of his cock poking out of his wife's cleavage and coaxed the rest of his discharge out with a few strokes and a pleased shudder. Not only had he marked her face with his powerful, viscous discharge, but more still was dribbling out of his slit and coating her breasts in his pearly fluid.

Naruto could see realisation dawning on his wife’s features, somehow the Raikage’s orgasm making everything feel so much more real. She pulled back, unwrapping her breasts from around his colossal member and stared blankly down at the semen coating her breasts. With shaking hands, she then did likewise with the cum dribbling down her narrow chin.

She’s about to have a panic attack.

‘I’m sorry!’ she blurted in a soft, distressed voice, shooting to her feet and hurrying towards the bedroom of their suite. It pained him to hear his wife sounding so upset, but he knew her better than anyone.

He knew exactly what she was thinking.

‘You’re playing a dangerous game, kid.’

Naruto turned to their host with an easy grin. The man had calmed and tucked his impressive weapon away the second Hinata had scurried off, looking remarkably composed for someone who’d just had his dick sucked by a woman almost forty years his junior.

‘Don’t worry about Hinata,’ Naruto assured the huge, older Kage. ‘She’ll be fine.’

Ay grunted, a troubled frown creasing his features. He didn’t reply immediately, staring off in the direction his wife had hurried off into. ‘I’ve been doing this for a long time kid, trust me when I say I’ve heard that before.’

Naruto didn’t doubt it.

‘Thanks for your concern,’ Naruto replied diplomatically, and smiled. ‘But trust me when I say I know my wife.’ He motioned to the bedroom, ‘Right now, she’s on the verge of a panic attack - not because of what she did, not really. She’s thinking I’ll hate her now or something equally ridiculous, and because it’s so ridiculous, she’ll realise how silly she’s being and calm herself down.’

Ay’s eyebrows had risen at his calm explanation and he shrugged when he was done. ‘If you say so…’

Naruto chuckled. ‘I love my wife, dearly. But our marriage isn’t perfect, not yet. There’s years of conditioning I’m trying to undo and, believe it or not, you helped a lot tonight.’

He held out his fist and the bewildered Raikage bumped it without question.

‘You’re a strange one,’ Ay admitted with a deep rumbling chuckle. ‘Though I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t inordinately pleased to help.’

Naruto snorted and returned the man’s easy grin. ‘Oh, we’re just getting started. Promise me you won’t turn her down when she comes to you in the coming days - and she will - out of some misplaced sense of honour.’ He stood, retying the knot of his silk robe as Ay did likewise. ‘You’ve got my full blessing to go as far as she wants.’

Ay bumped his fist again and grinned. ‘I’m starting to think that may be a lot further than I was thinking five minutes ago…’

Naruto’s smile was so wide and mischievous it looked like he momentarily channelled his buddy Kurama. 

‘You’ve got no idea.’

-

He hates me. He hates me. Oh my God, what have I done?! He’ll hate me! He’ll definitely divorce me!

Hinata was in their shower scrubbing at her once-again flawless, if redraw, skin over and over, as if trying to remove the taint left on her from the Raikage’s semen.

She was in a panic and not thinking clearly, she knew this, her inner kunoichi was constantly interrupting her bouts of hysteria to remind her, but it had been successfully drowned out until she’d given herself time to naturally calm.

‘I’m being ridiculous.’

‘You’re being ridiculous.’

She was too much of a seasoned professional to scream when her husband slowly wrapped his arms around her naked waist, his presence previously unknown to her.

In a village filled with shinobi, it was hard to startle.

She sighed and melted into his embrace,  the scalding hot water spraying over the both of them.

‘You were so incredible,’ he praised, his hands gliding up her flat belly to cup her heavy tits. Hinata moaned as he started to plant gentle kisses on her neck while squeezing and fondling her titflesh.

Her husband was very much a boob man. She credited this fact to Tsunade, but rather than be envious of the beautiful, older woman, Hinata had always been grateful.

She’d instilled in her future husband a fetish that had ultimately helped her win him over, after all.

‘It’s going to feel so amazing when you fuck him,’ Naruto purred in her ear and Hinata froze, her eyes widening in shock. ‘Don’t give me that look, I know you want it.’

‘I- I don’t,’ she denied, her voice bordering on desperate, pleading.

‘You think I don’t know my own wife?’ Naruto challenged, his voice like an animalistic growl in her ear, challenging, daring her to defy him. ‘Do you really think I don’t know how much of a pervert you really are?’

‘I’m not!’ she desperately denied.

She yelped when her husband roughly spun her around and pinned her against the tile wall. Her eyes widened in surprise, but then burned with desire when she beheld his chiselled, naked form. Sure, he wasn’t as gifted as the Raikage - not even close - but Uzumaki Naruto was the most handsome man she’d ever laid eyes on - his body, his face, his hair…those crystal blue eyes that always made her knees weak…his heart…

Hinata moaned when he slipped his fingers into her slick womanhood, slick not just because of the smouldering look he was giving her.

‘You think I don’t know about how you used to peep on the men in the hot springs with those dirty eyes of yours?’

Hinata’s face immediately flushed crimson, her head bowed in embarrassment.

‘Or how your favourite targets, other than me, were Gai-sensei and Ero-sennin?’

Hinata was sure that if her face grew any redder, her head would explode. How did he know? How did he know?! It was an absurd question to ask when she lived in a village filled with ninja, but one she was desperate to know nonetheless.

Naruto had often gotten a bad wrap for peeking on the girls in the hot springs just like his old master. While he’d not done it since he was a boy - or rather, had never been caught since then - the same couldn’t be said for Hinata, who would often use her family’s bloodline to do the same.

Specifically…ever since she’d flowered, she’d been fascinated by large penises. If her puritanical family knew the reason her bloodline was so developed was because she’d used it to indulge in her perverted fantasies, she’d have been disowned on the spot.

Naruto continued, an amused grin on his handsome features.

‘You think I don’t know about your collection of erotica, my naughty princess?’

Hinata froze, like a prey before a predator, her eyes once again wide with disbelief and shock. No one knew about her collection of erotic fiction, at least that’s what she’d thought until that very moment. She owned the entire series of novels in the Misadventures of the Naughty Princess collection, her absolute favourite. She’d spent her entire adolescence and teenage years with her nose buried in said books, her fingers likewise buried in her womanhood.

‘They were a little, um, flowery for my tastes,’ Naruto joked and Hinata wanted the ground to open up and swallow her hole when she saw the amused grin on his gorgeous lips. ‘Though I did like the ones where the naughty princess would sneak away to fuck her guards behind her prince’s back…so naughty…’

Hinata, though mortified, was panting with need. Her core felt wound so tight it could burst at any moment. Naruto leaned forward until his lips were pressed right against her ear. ‘I don’t want you to be my perfect, idealistic, boring wife. I want you to be my naughty princess. Always.’

Hinata shuddered, his words bringing to life a fantasy she’d held since she was a young woman, one of being uninhibited…wanton…lascivious.

A part of her was ashamed by how much the thought turned her on, another part, a far, far larger part of her felt relief. Her husband knew her deepest secrets and still loved her, accepted her.

Unlike with her family, she didn’t need to pretend to be someone she wasn’t.

Not around him, her lover, her partner.

Naruto’s smile grew wider and wider as he stared down at her face, studying her expression intently.

‘I love you so much, Hime,’ he whispered, his pet name for her taking on a whole new meaning. Hinata wailed and threw her arms around his neck, pulling him close and crashing her lips against his.

She was so close, an entire day of teasing and erotic stimuli and she hadn’t cum once. His fingers were bringing her there though, so close, so near…

And then he pulled away, a mischievous smile on his vulpine features as he switched off the water and grabbed a towel to dry them both.

‘If you want release, Hime, you know what to do…’

She bit her lip but otherwise stood still as her husband dried her body, making extra sure to not give her the stimulation she desperately desired when he reached her womanhood.

She did know what to do, what he meant. Her body shuddered and her knees wobbled, images of the Raikage’s huge member flashing through her mind’s eye, how warm it had been in her hand, how hard, its taste, its scent.

Naruto caught her before she could stumble, a mischievous grin on his lips as he beheld his wife’s flush features.

I… I can’t. This is too much!

Yet when she laid to rest that night, her dreams were filled with the Raikage’s colossal, obsidian shaft. So warm, so hard, so huge…

She wanted it.