Konoha Hospitality - 4 Chapter 4

Inside the guest room, the room was quiet, dimly lit by a bedside lamp. The two occupants were more focused on each other than anything else, with Hinata being preyed upon by Hachiro. She blushed deeply as Hachiro clapped her big ass. While she knew it wasn’t as big as Kushina’s, Hinata had always been embarrassed by the size, how it wobbled and shook when she walked. She couldn’t dream of dressing the way Kushina was in front of other people-so shameful.

“You’re so sweet, Hachiro. But…what am I going to wear to bed?” Again Hinata considered the tiny bed. Was Hachiro planning on sharing it with her? What a gentleman.

Hachiro shrugged in response. He couldn’t care less what she decided to wear, because this chesty little girl was going to get it all the same. But to Hinata, it looked like he was saying ‘Well, whatever makes you comfortable, Hinata.’ So nice.

“Well, I guess I should try to get comfortable,” Hinata said, without a hint of guile. Slowly, she bent over, feeling Hachiro’s gaze on her backside, flattered that he was going to watch. Digging her fingertips into her pants, she unbuttoned them slowly, still embarrassed to be undressing in front of someone else-especially a boy. Pushing at her waistband, she tugged the pants down, pulling them over the curve of her ass. Her skin was so pale and soft-looking, porcelain as she tugged, revealing her blue panties which covered most of her ass but still left two big chunks of the bottom on display. Hinata wiggled to get the pants off, setting her cheeks to swaying and rippling as she pulled her pants down around her ankles, bent way over. Slowly she stepped out of her pants, taking her sandals off as well. She couldn’t see what Hachiro was doing, but she heard a rustling sound, like something was rubbing against his clothes.

Hinata calmly folded her pants, setting them on the floor, round ripe ass bouncing as he crouched to set them by the door. Without standing up, she looked over her shoulder innocently at Hachiro, about to speak.

Smack!

Hachiro hit her ass with the flat of his hand, causing it to bounce inside her tight panties. She smiled.

“Oh, Hachiro, stop~!” She giggled slightly, batting at his hand playfully as he smacked the other side of her ass. Hinata was flattered he was paying so much attention to her.

Softly, slightly embarrassed, but honestly curious, Hinata asked, “What are you going to wear to sleep, Hachiro-san?”

Hachiro simply shimmied out of his bubble vest, which he set on the room’s dresser. Then he pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Hinata blushed, looking at his bare chest. A shirtless boy was in front of her, and they were alone together in a room. If this hadn’t been at her boyfriend’s house, people might have thought something strange was going on, but it was ok. But if that was how he wanted to sleep, that was fine by her.

Then Hachiro reached down and unzipped his pants, tugging them off. Hinata remembered how big his pants had bulged out earlier at the dinner table, and now she saw why. Wearing tight white boxers, Hachiro had a huge dark bulge inside. The shorts looked completely stuffed-Hinata had never seen anything like it, even when boy sometimes wore tight swim trunks to the hot springs. She was afraid for Hachiro’s sake that his boxers might split right open.

She was staring! How rude. Blushing furiously, Hinata looked away. “Ha-Hachiro-san.” She managed to say. What should she say? She didn’t want to make him feel bad or weird about how…how big he was.

“Your, your, um….”

Hachiro, grinning from ear to ear, enjoyed the view of Hinata’s ass and sock-clad legs as she faced away from him. “Yes, Hinata?” He said, savoring her name, making it sound secret, forbidden.

“Your penis.” She squeaked out, blushing even further as she actually said that word.

“It is big. So very, very big. It’s the biggest thing I’ve ever seen.” She went on.

Gently, Hachiro turned her around, and they were face to face. She looked up at him, even if she wanted to look down. Hinata could feel the presence of his penis between them, almost like it was a separate entity in the room. “How…how?”

Hachiro placed a hand gently on her hips. She didn’t notice that they were moving towards the bed slowly.

“How did it get so big?” She asked. Hachiro simply smiled.

“And how…do you walk straight with that? Does it hurt? Do you…pee a lot?” She continued to ask, blushing and trying to hide her face. She couldn’t believe she was asking such personal, embarrassing questions to someone she had only just met. But…well, she felt safe around Hachiro, he would forgive her rudeness. He was so kind.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t say such things.”

Hachiro simply laughed, running a hand through her hair. Suddenly they were at the bed, and they sat down on the edge, Hinata on the edge, her ass sticking out behind her. Hachiro was looking at her big breasts, his hand casually pulling down her zipper further, exposing her mesh top underneath. “Its ok, Hinata. It’s fine. And you know, people like us usually get along well.”

“People like us?” She was confused.

“Sure, girls like you with big breasts, and boys like me with big. Fucking. Cocks.” Hinata looked away, unable to believe the words she had just heard. But…well, she did get along with Hachiro, and he seemed to like her, which made her happy. Was it because she had those big breasts and he had….that?

She looked back, but not at his eyes. This time Hinata was studying was dick through his boxers-it looked like it must hurt, she decided, crammed in there. Maybe it needed to be let out every once in a while. What would that be like? She scooted over on the bed, wanting to examine every detail of the thing that she could see. She leaned forward slightly, making her tits press together and giving Hachiro a wonderful view of the vast expanse of her creamy titflesh. It was quiet in the room, only the sound of their breathing between them, both lost for the moment as they gazed at each other’s sexy bodies.

Knock-knock-knock.

Hachiro fairly glowered at the door to the guest room. “I’ll get it!” Hinata said, so eager to spare Hachiro from having to do…anything at all.

Hachiro waited for Naruto to leave during the conversation, barely speaking to the boy-although he did imagine his female form drooling over the sight of his underwear-stretching dick. Once the door slammed in Naruto’s face he was ready to get to work.

Crouched down, Hinata looked up at him, ass sticking out behind her. “Like this?” She asked, tugging down at Hachiro’s boxers. She had to really work at them, pulling them forward in the back-bringing her hands close to his boy butt, which made her embarrassed-just so she had room to pull them down and away from his big fat penis in the front.

Finally, with a swinging sound, Hachiro’s cock was freed from his boxers, and stood proud and tall in front of Hinata. Really fucking tall-it was larger across than her head, as thick as her bicep, and his balls were huge as well. Hinata’s mouth hung open wide, completely shocked. Hachiro smirked, he was all too familiar with this reaction. Hinata understood now why he had wanted her help, it was tricky getting such a big penis in such a small space, she thought. Hinata crinkled up her eyes a bit…it smelled a strong, pungent odor. And he was so hairy too, above his penis, and on his balls too. Were all boys like that?

Still, Hinata began speaking, embarrassed as she was. “I’m sorry I’m staring, Hachiro. It’s just so big.” She was breathless.

“You must be very proud. I’m sure not every boy has a big penis like this. It’s…impressive.” Hachiro rubbed the back of his neck idly, scooping up his hefty cock with his other hand.

“Well, thank you Hinata. But I need just a little more help.” He said, and then pushed forward, pressing his cockhead against Hinata’s lips. She almost jerked back in surprise-but she didn’t move, simply looking back at him, looking as sweet and naïve as ever. A vision of loveliness, beautiful round face and wide, white eyes next to a monster cock. It tasted funny on her lips, strange but kind of…good. And this wasn’t wrong, she told herself-Hinata wasn’t doing anything, Hachiro just needed her help with something. He pushed forward again, smearing the big tip against her lips. The tip was so large it stretched from below her bottom lip and the top almost touched the bottom of her nose as he smudged it against her lip. Her mouth opened further, in simple reflex. Her white eyes looked up at him, concerned, wanting to be a good friend.

“What can I do? I want to help, you, Hachiro-san.” She said, enthusiastic despite being slightly scared.

Hachiro continued rubbing his dick about her lips and face, a soft smile on his face. “Well, I can’t sleep like this, Hinata, it’ll get in the way. So,” His voice became slightly harder, insistent. Direct.

“Get to work.”

She was confused, not sure what he meant. She had heard girls talking about this sort of thing-you were supposed to put the boy’s penis in your mouth, right? But Hachiro’s was just so very big…would it even fit in her mouth? And what about Naruto, her beloved boyfriend? Well…it wasn’t wrong to just put it in your mouth right? That wasn’t really sex, so it wasn’t really cheating. Besides, she’d never done anything like this with Naruto, so it didn’t count. And Hachiro needed her help!

Hinata so desperately wanted to help him. It had to be hard, walking around with such a great big penis.

If she could do anything to make it a little less uncomfortable. So, summoning up her courage, Hinata opened her mouth and slid her head forward ever so slowly.It took all her strength to keep her mouth open this wide, and slowly wrapped her lips around the massive cockhead. It tasted-heavy, was the key word. And tasty, though, very hot. She worked it around in her mouth, tasting it, getting a feel for it, working her tongue around it. She was going to do her very best, to be as helpful as possible.

Never having done anything like this before, Hinata wasn’t sure what to do, but it didn’t seem that difficult. She just had to put the penis in her mouth, but the more she could take in was better, right? So slowly she tried to push her head forward-but even swallowing the whole head was difficult. But she was a Hyuga, a proud strong clan. And Naruto had taught her to be brave. So Hinata popped Hachiro’s cockhead in her mouth and pushed on, taking in a few more inches. She paused, struggling-it was so hard to breathe, and all she could smell was the hot, intoxicating scent of Hachiro’s balls. She looked up at him, apologetic.

Then she pulled back, sputtering and coughing. “I’m sorry, Hachiro.” She said, hair drooping over her face. “I’m trying to do a good job for you. Is this good?”

Before he could answer, she bobbed back down, wobbling her head back and forth like a little chicken-head. Her big tits bounced as she rocked forward, ass wiggling on her ankles. She wanted to do more, but it was so hard. The cock felt like a piece of metal in her mouth it was so thick and strong, fleshy and hot. But still, she couldn’t give up.

Hinata reached out, placing her hands on Hachiro’s thighs. Using them as leverage, she bobbed further, closing her eyes. She just wanted to focus on the task at hand-making her new friend feel good with her mouth. Just for an instant, Hinata wondered if Hachiro could do something like this to her. But, no that would be wrong! Her panties grew wet, despite herself as she thought about such a scandalous, wrong, filthy act. Her mouth croaked as Hinata tried to generate more saliva, lubricating the big penis going in and out of her mouth, trying to take a little more each time.

Opening her eyes, Hinata saw she had more than half of the penis left outside her mouth, and this was as far as she’d gone since she started! Oh, she wasn’t doing a very good job of helping Hachiro. She took the big penis out of her mouth again, drooling slightly. Wiping her mouth with the back of one delicate hand, she looked down at Hachiro, who seemed to be deciding something in his head. “I’m so sorry Hachiro, I’m trying to make you feel good.” She said, breathing heavily and getting spittle over his big cockhead. She placed one hand on the thick, hard base for support.

Hachiro didn’t look upset though. He gently touched her face, before reaching lower. “Say ‘ah’” Hachiro instructed, gripping the cool metal of Hinata’s forehead protector.

Hinata nodded, happy to be told what to do if it meant being better at this. “Ahhhhh.” She said, opening as wide as possible.

Holding on tight to her protector, Hachiro’s cock practically jumped down her throat as Hachiro pulled her forward by the neck, the straps digging into the back of her neck. “Gluurg!” Hinata gagged. She gripped on Hachiro’s thighs desperately for support.

He bucked his hips, pushing and pushing. Hinata squawked and retched as his cock moved deeper-she could hear it pushing down, forcing her throat to stretch out wide as Hachiro’s cock flattened her tongue, forced her jaw dangerously wide, pushed aside her uvula, and forced her esophagus to open so wide it constricted her trachea almost completely flat. Hinata looked up at him, tears leaking from her eyes, drool dropping down onto her big tits.

The thought of resisting didn’t even enter Hinata’s head, she simply focused on breathing through her nose, spluttering and gagging. She looked up at Hachiro, her eyes smiling while her mouth could not, stretched out in a wide ‘o’ around his penis. Still holding onto her forehead protector, Hachiro placed his other hand on the top of her head, so he could thrust and facefuck her even faster. He wasn’t going to stop, couldn’t stop, until this wobbly-titted girl took it all. He thought back to fucking Naruko right in this very room-first the blonde cunt, now her girl. They belonged to him now.

“Uh,” Hachiro moaned, and Hinata cooed at this, making her throat vibrate. She was happy he seemed please, humming and trying to please him. Forcing his way inside places untouched, finally Hachiro’s balls made contact with Hinata’s chin. The Hyuga couldn’t breathe at this point, and if Hachiro had bothered to look at her face, he would have seen it turned red. But, with his hands clenched in her hair, his eyes were nearly closed, grunting in sheer joy.

He rocked her against his pubes, and Hinata stuck her tongue out, touching his balls gently with the little pink nub, loving the taste and hoping this would make him feel good. She felt like she might pass out, but that wasn’t so bad, right? Not if it was for him.

Suddenly, Hachiro pulled out, and Hinata coughed up a big dollop of spit. “I’m sorry!” She said, as soon as she could speak again. “I hope you’re not insulted, Hachiro-san. Huh, I wish, huh, I was better at this, for you.” She panted, tongue lolling out. Her eyes were streaked red, face full of tears and spit.

“You did good, Hinata. Now stick your tongue out. Grab those big tits of yours and hold em up for me, press em together. I bet your stupid boyfriend likes your big fat tits like that.” Hachiro commanded, hand flying on his cock as he jacked faster and faster.

Hinata held her arms out awkwardly, elbows out as she smooshed her big tits together. Her jacket had come undone and Hachiro tore right through her mesh top with one strong pull.

“Hachiro-san!” She shouted, surprised, but pleased. He had just wanted to see more of her body. Hachiro wasn’t saying nice things about Naruto, but he wasn’t here, so that was ok, Hinata thought.

Her fingers wrapped around her nipples as her breasts were pressed together, forming a single tight line. Tongue stuck out, Hinata tried to speak, sounding genuinely curious and sweet, looking at him. “Is this good for you, Hachiro-san?”

It was an incredible sight, Hinata on her knees, tongue out, face a mess, practically begging and waiting for his load. Hachiro’s balls tightened up as Hinata jiggled her tits in her hands a bit, knowing boys liked it when they bounced.

“Uuhh!, urgh!” Hachiro groaned, his cock shooting out yellow-white jizz all over Hinata’s breasts. She gasped at the sensation, it was so hot on her bare skin, and it felt good, too. He hosed down her tits, covering them in a fine glaze of his seed, before splashing her forehead protector, and then getting his load all over her face. Her hair, her forehead, nose, cheeks, even her big white eyes were splashed with jizz like a rainstorm. And of course, stream after stream made its way into Hinata’s mouth.

She gagged, and coughed, but didn’t make the slightest motion to move her head out of the way. She swallowed, making room for more as Hachiro drained his balls for the third time that day. He exhaled softly, spent.

Hinata gasped, trying to get her breathing back to normal. Her throat still felt funny. “Hachiro-san…?” She asked, quiet, body frozen as her mind worked.

“Yes, Hinata?”

“Was this…did I eat this in the soup earlier?” The taste, that delicious sweet, sticky taste was impossible to forget. Hinata rubbed the stuff into her big, pale, juicy boobies as she wondered.

Hachiro took a step forward, draping his cock over her face. Hinata blushed again-having it in her mouth was one thing, but having this still huge penis on her face was quiet another. It felt softer, but still heavy, and so thick. Without thinking, she moved her head a little, licking and kissing at it. Part of her felt so ashamed-what if Naruto or Kushina walked in and found her like this, on her knees covered in this white, sticky stuff? But another part felt that she had done a good thing by helping Hachiro out with his big problem. Hinata just wanted to be a good girl, and she kissed his dicktip again, panties suddenly very wet.

”

Yes, Hinata. Everyone in this house has tasted my come today.”

She looked up at him, astounded. Everyone? Kushina, too? And even…sweet, handsome Naruto. How? Had Hachiro come in the food? Why would he do that? Not that she minded-it tasted really good and everybody seemed to like it.

“Oh, ok. I’ll keep it a secret.” Hinata licked up what was stuck to the tip of his cock, even dipping her tongue into the skin around his tip. Then she worked her tongue around her face, scooping the come up.

She looked down at her messy, sticky tits. “Oh, my.” She cooed. “What a mess. I look so shameful.”

Blushing, Hinata tilted her head down and lifted one ponderous, huge breast, licking and sucking at it to taste all the come. It tasted so good. She hoped Hachiro still liked her tits even when they were so dirty. To get him to keep looking, Hinata shucked off her jacket, also tugging off the remnants of her mesh top. Anything for him to like her. Now she was only wearing her panties and socks, covered in come from the nips up. Well, at least now they could get some sleep. Hachiro stepped back, his cock sliding down her face before drooping off, leaving a little valley of clean skin in the mask of come Hinata was now wearing. Again, Hinata lunged her head forward, licking and sucking off the excess come on his top as it dangled, before it fell to the floor.

“Get up, Hinata.” Hachiro said, and she swooned as he took her hand, letting her stand up. Come dripped from her tits onto the floor as he led her to the bed. “You first,” He motioned, waving her to the bed. Hinata smiled demurely at him.

“Thank, you Hachiro-san.” She layed down, still wondering how they were going to sleep on this small bed. She’d have to scootch small so Hachiro could have as much room as he needed. But rather than get in the bed on her side, Hachiro laid down right on top of her, pushing Hinata flat on her back, taking her upper arms and pinning them to the mattress. What a strange way to sleep, Hinata thought, feeling the heat of Hachiro’s body and especially his penis against her. She realized with a start that his penis was throbbing so strongly, and so steady that she could actually feel his pulse as his length rested against her inner thigh, just to the side of her panty-covered mound. Should she say something? No, if this was what Hachiro wanted, after all he was the Uzumaki’s guest. She opened her mouth to say ‘good-night’, even though Hinata felt the urge to thank Hachiro again-for what, she wasn’t really sure. Letting her taste more of that sweet, wonderful stuff?

Knock knock.

It was Naruto, again. Hachiro grumbled softly, annoyed. He must have really wanted to get to sleep, Hinata thought. “Everything ok in there? I heard some strange noises.”

Hinata smiled-her boyfriend was so thoughtful. But even though it hadn’t been cheating, really (sucking a penis didn’t count, right?), Naruto didn’t need to know the truth.

“Oh, everything’s fine, Naruto-chan. I was just helping-Hachiro!” She gaped as Hachiro’s fingers slipped inside her panties. With a minor exertion, he snapped them at the sides, pulling them down. Hinata blushed furiously as she looked at Hachiro’s face-she was so wet down there, she hoped Hachiro didn’t mind.

“Um, I was helping Hachiro spread the covers out. He was kind enough to let me sleep on the bed,” She said. Hinata was telling the truth, after all, she was just leaving out that Hachiro was in bed with her. Suddenly, she felt it-a warm throbbing pressure against her wet pussy lips. The tip of Hachiro’s big thick penis, he was already hard again. Hinata thought boys needed to rest after they shout out their cream.

“Oh, that is nice of him. ” Naruto’s voice came from the door. Hinata looked at Hachiro, her hands coming up against her chest. She thought about pushing him off, and even gently tried to force him away, but it was really more of a nudge. Hachiro simply smirked at her, rubbing his cockhead up and down her lips, getting moist with her dripping juices. Even this merest touch felt like a fire in Hinata’s mind, and she soon stopped pretending to trying to push him away, instead running her hands across his chest and abdomen. He leant over her ear, grunting. “Get rid of the dummy.” Hachiro growled.

“Well, Hachiro is really tired, Naruto. Goodnight.”

“Oh, goodnight.” Naruto said softly.

Hinata, closed her eyes, glad her boyfriend was so considerate. “I luh-” Hachiro slid started pushing inside, his cocktip splaying her lips out to the side as her virgin pussy started to stretch out to many times its default size.

“I love youu~!” Hinata gasped, the breath knocked out of her by the cock starting to penetrate her. Naruto may have responded, but Hinata couldn’t hear him.

Her own breathing was building in speed, and her heartbeat was pounding in her ears as she suddenly felt a great pressure-as though Hachiro had encountered some inside resistance inside her. Rather than tense up, Hinata rubbed his upper arms, trying to relax. Hachiro simply smirked at her and flexed, pushing inside her. With a soft squeal, Hinata’s hymen was torn apart by Hachiro’s giant prick, but she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth, not wanting Hachiro to think she was bothered by this or wanted him to stop at all.

Hachiro moaned in her ear, setting Hinata’s little hairs standing up on end. She was the tightest, wettest thing he’d felt in quite some time-better than her or Naruko’s throat, and even a hotter fit than the MILF’s smashed together sweaty tits. This was going to be fucking fun. Hinata was speechless, mouth hanging open as Hachiro continued shaking his hips, slowly sliding more of his immense length inside her. She was having sex, a boy was putting his penis inside her, he’d broken her, her virginity. She wasn’t a virgin anymore! Hinata had always been embarrassed to think about sex, but she had thought that when she first had sex, it would be with Naruto, not some stranger, who even though he was very nice and sweet, she hadn’t known for very long. Still she looked up at his, happy smile (or maybe it was more of a smirk), and she decided it was ok.

She could hear Naruto’s footsteps departing, and evidentally Hachiro heard them too, because he suddenly sunk another few inches of his cock inside her, pushing her head up against the backboard.

“Uhh, ahh.” Hinata moaned, biting her lower lip. She was trying to avoid making too much noise, but it was hard. It felt so good, her pussy stretching around Hachiro’s length, accepting him like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Looking down at her big tits, which began to shake and jiggle as his cock shook up Hinata’s insides, Hachiro smiled at her little expression, twisting her lip between her teeth and trying to avoid gasping. He had been going slow at first, to avoid making too much noise-although the that of the fat-ass MILF coming in to check on them and finding him with his cock halfway sunk inside her son’s busty bitch sounded like a lot of fun to Hachiro. He’d have to finish breaking this one in first, though.

Hinata looked up at him, eyes wet. She licked her lips, stifling back another moan as he thrust up into her, hair bouncing around her head. “This…isn’t cheating, right, Hachiro-san?” Maybe if she said it enough, it would be true. “Because…I love Naruto.”

Hachiro nodded, willing to say whatever he said. “Oh, I know Hinata, and if you love him, then this is totally fine, trust me.”

She beamed, her smile broken up a second later when grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard. “Oh, Hachiro-san. I feel, so, so good. So hot…” Hinata moaned, and as Hachiro’s thrusts grew stronger, her tits bounced and jumped up into his twisting, gripping hands, fingers teasing and pulling on her nipples. She wanted him to feel as good as he was making her feel, and Hinata’s hips began to buck up off the bed, swallowing down more of Hachiro’s length. She cooed and threw her head back as Hachiro latched onto her tits with his mouth, sucking and licking. His tongue swirled around one sensitive, engorged nipple before he bit down on it, tugging it back and forth with his teeth.

“Oooh, Hachiro-san!” She moaned, feeling something, some pleasure, building inside her. The bed began to squeak and creak beneath them, rocking back and forth as Hinata’s soft, luscious teenage body was plundered and used by this smirking jerk and his huge cock. Even if it wasn’t with the boy she had planned, Hinata thought this was a wonderful way to lose her virginity.

Hinata looked down, curious. She could see it-Hachiro’s big penis. It looked even bigger now, sandwiched between their bodies, sliding in and out of-was that her vagina? Her pussy was spread so wide open, Hinata barely recognized it. She wondered if it would close back up when Hachiro was done with her-but she avoided thinking about that, because she didn’t want this to end.

She noticed that Hachiro was more than just stretching her pussy out, with another swing of his hips, there was a bump in her crotch, near her belly button. Was that his penis, inside her? She nearly screamed at that, feeling so good. Hachiro was still biting and working at her tits-it hurt but that just made all the pleasure Hinata was getting from his penis and tongue feel that much better. Pretty soon she was going to –

“Hachiro-san, I think I’m going to, going to-uhh!” Her words choked off in a gasp, feeling him hit a sensitive spot inside her. Hachiro spared her a look, voice mockingly curious.

“Going to what, Hinata?”

She was almost afraid to say it, but “I’m going to come, Hachiro-san! I can’t help it any longer!”

Suddenly, his thumb jammed against her clit, rubbing it in rough little circles. She looked down again and saw that, with a final thrust, Hachiro had forced his entire cock inside her. Hinata had never felt so proud, to be able to take the whole thing in her little pussy. He moaned against her, relishing in her tight heat. “Call me Hachiro-sama,” He said, biting her neck.

With a scream that Hinata quickly muffled into Hachiro’s shoulder, she came, legs shaking and her back arching up off the bed. Her tits bounced and swayed as her first ever vaginal orgasm ripped through her mind. Hinata hadn’t realized it was possible to feel this good, and that helped her get over her embarrassment, all her juices running out, getting the bed wet and splashing onto Hachiro’s big hairy balls.

“Ooh, Hachiro-sama, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She said, giddy and dizzy. He was ignoring her, clenching onto her back as he kept cramming the last few inches of his huge cock back inside her, her walls clinging to him with every motion. She was so snug, like her pussy just didn’t want to let him go. At this rate…

“Hinata, you’re making me feel so good!” He whispered to her, knowing that would make her feel proud. She blushed and smiled, holding onto him for dear life as he began pounding her even faster. Her eyes showed confusion as she felt pleasure building up again-was she going to-again?

“Oooh, god!” Hinata exhaled, her second orgasm even stronger than her first. And then her third, and forth. Hachiro kept up a brutal pace, barely taking time to focus on smacking her tits around with his hands as his own orgasm rapidly approached. Hinata could hear his penis inside her, moving around, making wet squishy noises, forcing her eyes closed with mind-numbing feelings every time she felt his balls smack against her tight, overstuffed cunt. He was so huge her body had no choice but to rearrange itself, organs moving around as Hachiro battered at the entrance to her womb.

She managed to focus enough to look at him, realizing that Naruto could never make her feel this way. Hinata hadn’t seen his penis yet, but she’d felt it before sometimes when they would make out and rub each other’s bodies against her each other. At the time, she had thought it felt pretty big, but now-she doubted she would even feel it if Naruto entered her, not after this. And that was ok, she still loved Naruto so its ok if she only had sex with Hachiro.

Wait, was she going to have sex with him again, she wondered. She hoped so.

“Oh, you fucking slut,” Hachiro groaned, about to bust. Hinata squealed shaking her face. She wasn’t a slut, was she? Hachiro was just saying dirty things. She heard that boys liked to do that. She spoke, nervous, voice wracked with pleasure and another oncoming climax.

“Hachiro-sama,” Calling him that just felt natural now, he was the most masterful, powerful boy she’d ever met. “I wanted to know-ungh!-are you going to…pull out? I know boys don’t like to, I hope that won’t be a problem.”

Hinata shook her head, voice pleading. “I don’t want to make you unhappy,” She whispered kindly.

Hachiro reached down and smacked her big bouncy ass, looking her square in the eyes. “Hell, no. Now get ready, bitch. Here it comes.” Hinata opened her mouth, thinking about protesting, but quickly shut it. If that’s what he wanted. “Ok, Hachiro-sama. I just want you to feel good!” She squeaked as he buried inside her, grunting.

“Fucking, dirty, cheating whore!” Hachiro spat out, hands clamping onto her tits with a vengeance. Her breasts were already sore and slightly bruised, with one big hickey on the top of her pale right tit. Then she felt it, a hot, liquid, spurting sensation inside her, as Hachiro painted her pussy and splashed off against the entrance to her womb with his come. Hinata wondered if it could all fit, remembering how much goo he’d splattered on her face and tits-most of it was dried now, crusted to her lips and the underside of her neck, the top of her chest.

She found out when she looked down again, and what she said made her toes curl in yet another orgasm. White, thick cream shooting outside of her pussy as Hachiro thrust faster and deeper, his every motion squelching the come out just to make room for his next half-dozen shots.

Hinata’s legs came up, wrapping around his waist. She didn’t want to ever let him go. “Will you please keep this secret for me, Hachiro-sama?” She asked, as her own orgasm died down. He’d stopped jazzing, but was still thrusting.

“I wouldn’t want to make Naruto jealous of our…special fun.” She said, making it sound like some cute friendly activity and not a mind-numbing fuck.

Hachiro nodded. “Ok, Hinata, I guess I can do that for you.” He allowed, so generous like always. “Could you do something for me, Hinata-chan?” She smiled, widely, glad to hear how he referred to her.

“Open your mouth,” He whispered. Hinata did so slowly, closing her eyes, hoping they were going to kiss. Even though that might have seemed wrong, it was ok, she told herself. Everything was going to be ok.

Hachiro’s lips pressed against hers, and she cooed, hips bucking against him. To her it was a sweet romantic moment, his hardness still filling her up so warmly as they kissed. To Hachiro, it was yet another way for him to claim this hot piece of ass, and before he broke the kiss he bit her tongue softly.

Then he pulled away, and she looked disappointed. Reaching down, he scooped up some of their mixed juices on his hand. “Don’t-um-you dare-ungh!-close your mouth,” He warned, cockhead knocking against her cervix. Hinata was only too happy to comply, looking up at him like an eager puppy, mouth stretched wide.

Hachiro shoved four of his fingers, coated in jizz and pussy juice in Hinata’s mouth. Not expecting this, she sputtered and gagged, choking on the taste. For just a second, Hachiro worried he’d gone to far, but then Hinata’s hand shot up, grabbing his wrist. Holding tightly, she locked eyes with him and made noisy, thirsty slurping sounds, sucking all the come off his fingers. She even gently nudged his thumb with her other hand, until Hachiro popped that in her mouth as well.

Gagging and choking, mouth stretched wide and eyes furrowed closed, Hinata licked him all clean like a good little girl.

Sex was about making your partner feel good, and she would do whatever Hachiro wanted. She knew that if he even had to ask, that would be bad.

Slowly, reluctantly, she let his now all clean hand pop out of her mouth.

Hachiro withdrew from her pussy, a few trickles of jizz coming out with his length. Looking, down, he admired his handiwork. What was formerly a fresh, pale, completely shaved virgin cunt now looked like the mouth to a cave, gaping, red, raw and wide, a yawning chasm that leaked his own come and Hinata’s constant leaking juices. Rudely, Hachiro smacked her pussy, eliciting a shocked gasp from Hinata.

“Ohh, Hachiro-sama. Thank you so much.” She breathed, unable to think of anything else to say to someone had made her feel so good. Except…”Is there anything else you want me to do?”

Hachiro nodded, working her body around as he laid his bed flat on the bed-the mattress felt different, compressed. Its every spring groaned at their slightest movement now. “I want you to ride me, Hinata. Show me what a good girl you can be.” He smiled her, a disarming smile that Hinata meekly returned, red-cheeked.

“Oh-ok.” She said, maneuvering around to straddle him. Surprising herself with her bravey, Hinata grasped the big, slippery cock in her hand, pointing it straight up. Hesitantly she looked at him, pussy lips stretched to the max again as she lined up with his cock. “Like this?” She asked.

“Uh, now just slide down.” Hinata nodded, and her powerful thighs rippled as she squatted, taking his cock right up inside her sensitive, over-stimulated cunt.

“Oh, my gawdd!” Hinata said. This new angle felt incredible, even better than before. She wanted more of this feeling, and she let go of the base of Hachiro’s cock, dropping her ass down as her pussy sank down onto every last inch of him. The two ground together, Hinata’s clit mashing against Hachiro’s pelvis, his pubic hairs feeling rough but also good in a strange way. Growing bolder by the second, Hinata played with her breasts, glad to be with a boy who liked them so much.

Soon she was lifting up and dropping down on his penis, faster and faster. It took a lot of effort, but it was worth it, Hinata decided. Anything to make Hachiro feel good. “Put your hands behind your head,” Hachiro ordered. Hinata complied-he was the perfect boy, she thought-telling him to do exactly what would make them both feel better. He didn’t hesitate, he just took charge, and that turned Hinata on so much.

Hachiro admired the view-her legs, clad in those sweaty socks, outstretched over his hips, soft pale stomach rolling as Hinata ground and bounced on his schlong. Tits heaving, bruises already visible on the underside, his red fingerprints on her hips and tits. She rose up and down, almost getting all the way off his cock (but she was very careful to not let that happen) before crashing her big ass back down on him. Her tits jiggled and bounced with a mind of their own, completely out of control-it was one of the best things Hachiro had ever seen.

Soon her tits were swinging up and down, shamefully on display. When Hachiro started thrusting up himself, making their motions even faster and more frantic, Hinata’s tits actually smacked into her own face. “Ooh, I’m sorry, Hachiro!” She moaned, embarrassed.

“I must look so silly.” She breathed, trying to hide her face-but only succeeding in lowering her head just as her tits bounced up again and smacked off her mouth. “Aah!”

Hachiro reassured her, rubbing her big, bouncing ass, giving it a sharp smack. “Oh, don’t apologize Hinata. You look so sexy.”

“Oh, thank you Hachiro-sama. Thank you so muuuch!” She bit her lip again and closed her eyes, juices splattering out. Hachiro was still going strong, simply hungry now.

They continued to fuck for hours, and Hachiro had her bent over the bed next. Hinata sighed a little at this-she was sad that she didn’t get to see his face. But soon she was squealing and curling her hands up in the covers from how hard he was reaming her out from behind.

Hachiro held onto her big hips like a mountain climber, making her ass shake and clap with, his pelvis bouncing off her soft, cushiony form. With one hand he smacked her big pale cheeks, and the other he wound in her hair, holding her face down in the sweaty stained covers. Overloaded with orgasms, Hinata was soon screaming into the blankets, over and over again.

At first she was saying his name, talking about how good she felt-muffled though she was-but pretty soon Hachiro’s prick had stolen the ability to speak from her, and she simply gasped, shouted and moaned, sounding like a dying animal. “Aoooh, Ahhh, unnnh!” She moaned, high and long, over the constant clapping sound of his thin hips bouncing off her fat ass. Hachiro tensed up, leaning down and chomping onto Hinata’s neck.

Squeezing and biting, he held his cock into her packed-out cunt, this position allowing him to get even deeper inside her. Before long he was coming again, the backsplatter shooting out and getting on his balls and thighs. He waited for her own orgasm to subside, so that she could actually hear again. Then he pulled out, slowly, tortuously.

No longer having the patience to treat her gently, Hachiro spun Hinata around by the air, bringing her face to face with his crotch, soaked with juices, pubes matted down flat, balls dripping.

“What a mess you’ve made Hinata. What a bad girl.” He smacked her cheek with one hand, and she gasped, shaking her head furiously.

“Oh, I’m so, so sorry, Hachiro. Here, let me help!” Hinata threw her head forward, burying it in her crotch. Licking and slurping, she got a noseful of jizz-soaked pubic hair, taking the dark strands in her mouth and sucking on them greedily. She jacked off his wet, glistening cock, which was only slightly softer now, before she moved her head to his big balls, going from one of the other.

“I’m sorry!” She said again, gasping at his nuts, spit spewing from her mouth as she licked up every trace of their delicious, mingled juices. “I just can’t get them-ungh-both in my mouth at the same time.” Oh how she tried, puffing out her cheeks with his sack, getting pubic hairs stuck to her tongue, inhaling the sinful scent of his body, but she just couldn’t do it.

She looked up at him, cock laid out across her face, still slurping at his undercarriage. “I hope you’re not mad,” She mewled softly.

Hachiro shook his head. “I guess not, its only your first time. Now, here, squeeze your fat tits together for me, girl.”

Hinata eagerly complied as Hachiro pulled back, placing his length inside her cleavage. She looked up at him as she held her breasts in place, but still they wiggled and bounced all over. Hachiro was kind enough to help her, adding his hands to hers and using more force than she could, causing her big tits to smother his cock as he thrust and rocked, wrapped in her jugs. Hinata didn’t even know you could do something like this!

Hachiro just moaned, and she beamed. That was a happy sound, one she would never grow tired of hearing, and she was so glad she was the one making him feel this way. Hachiro grunted and groaned-her tits were even firmer and softer than the MILF’s. Even if he had to take the time to teach her more, Hinata was a good little piece of cockmeat. Too bad her stupid boyfriend would never get to find that out.

He fucked in a myriad of different positions, at one point making her lay her shoulders and upper back flat while she raised her ass high up. Then, facing away from her so he could get a better grip on that ass, he fucked down into her, savagely piledriving a girl who had only lost her virginity a few hours before, and was now taking more cockmeat, harder and faster than most women twice her age ever had. Hachiro threw back his head, eyes closed, as Hinata was kind enough to reach up and play with his big bouncing balls, smacking into her. She simply closed her eyes and focused on a new trick she’d learned-squeezing her insides to make her cunt even tighter for him. The last thing she wanted was for Hachiro to get bored before he was done with her. However long that would take. Her own face grew red as blood rushed down to her face, leaving her dizzy, on the verge of passing out as Hachiro began really beating her ass now, hands rising and falling in a frenzy. This time he pulled out, but held her ass up and pointed his jittering, jumping cock down at her face, splattering the Hyuga in another huge load. She sputtered, surprised, but still opened her mouth and gulped down all she could.

A while later, Hachiro was lying flat again, reclining as Hinata was spread out before him. Her legs were pointed back, on his sides, while her head was flat, over the edge of the bed as her hands held onto the bottom posts. Her ass clapped for him as she rode him again, this time stretched forward so all he saw was that big white ass, cheeks clapping, sweat dripping down her shapely, red, abused cheeks. Gritting his teeth, Hachiro ground into her every time she fell all the way down on him, muttering to himself, “Tight…fucking…cunt.”, while Hinata simply focused on not passing out. And while she managed to stay awake for the next few minutes, she simply couldn’t keep up with him.

Finally, Hinata was on her back again, legs thrown wide, arms hooked over them, knees behind her elbows. She was bent in half like some twisted sex toy while Hachiro pillaged her gash, splitting her into two. Her hips were sore, her legs hurt, her ass and tits were bruised so hard they probably wouldn’t be normal for a week, and Hinata’s eyes rolled back in her head, unable to endure this any longer. But she wouldn’t stop until Hachiro told her to.

Finally he looked down at her and held one hand out, choking her. Her eyes opened as he fucked her contorted teenage body, tits bouncing against her chin. She stuck her tongue out weakly between her teeth, face turning purple. “Hachiro-sammma.”, was all Hinata could manage to say.

That image, of this perfectly pliable, obedient little teenage slut was the final straw for Hachiro. He’d lost count of how many times he’d come, but somehow this was the biggest yet. Sperm practically flew out of her overstuffed cunt as he railed her as hard as he could, her body creaking underneath him, his own legs and hips practically numb from how fast and hard he was pushing his body.

Finally finished, sated-for the moment, Hachiro looked down at her. Face covered in jizz, lips swollen up from rough kissing and her own breasts constantly knocking into him, Hinata was red faced, glassy-eyed. As he pulled out, she made no response, completely demolished by his cock, she had succumbed to unconsciousness, but not from lack of trying.

He surveyed her ruined body as he slid out, come dripping from her gaping pussy once more. Her facial features were barely distinguishable underneath the mask of come she now wore, and bubbles softly grew and popped on her lips and nostrils as her body struggled to breathe. Her neck was read, the skin raw and chafed from him choking her and where her forehead protector had bent into her from their tangled positions.

Getting ready to pass out himself, Hachiro clambered up on top of her, grabbing a handful of her formerly luxurious, dark hair. He used it like a rag, wiping their juices off his cock before giving his pole one last tug, causing a final dollop to splash out right on her forehead.

“Good whore.” He whispered, before collapsing, making sure to snuggle his still amazing soft cock between her warm fat asscheeks.

Knock, knock.

The sun was shining brightly as Naruto cracked the guest bedroom door open, hoping to greet his girlfriend and his new…friend, for lack of a better word, for the new day. He’d hoped they slept well-he hadn’t. The young blonde had been plagued by strange dreams-it sounded like something was rattling and shaking the whole house, and he could have sworn he heard frightful, almost unholy screaming and deep, guttural groaning. Must have been a nightmare.

Half inside the room he stopped, shocked. Sunlight shone through the window onto the sleeping pair-they were both on the bed, under the covers! That was odd, and the room smelled too, a very strange scent, powerful, something Naruto was not familiar with. Crinkling his noise, he surveyed the room-Hachiro’s clothes were everywhere and-were those Hinata’s panties? Her mesh top was on top of the dresser rudely, and the two must have been naked under the bed. Maybe they’d just gotten hot, he thought.

Hinata smiled at him, snuggled up against Hachiro. She did like to snuggle, Naruto knew. Barely covered by the sheets, her breasts crushed up against his thin chest. Hachiro seemed much less awake himself, bleary-eyed, yawning. “Good morning, Naruto!”

She was as chirpy as ever to see him, eyes sparkling-although they looked strange, bloodshot, like she hadn’t slept. There was white gunk at the corner of her eyes and mouth-sleep stuff, he figured, and she hurriedly wiped it away with the sheet. The sheets and blankets were spotted with darkness-must have been sweat.

“Sorry, Naruto, but Hachiro and I were both so warm we had to take our clothes off and get under the covers together.”

“Oh, that’s ok,” He replied, still trusting her completely. His eyes drifted down from the smiling, beautiful face of his innocent girlfriend to something else-a big tent in the sheets, something poking nearly through them. It also occurred to Naruto that Hinata only had one hand above the covers, the other nowhere in sight. Hachiro merely smiled, sleepily. Their hair looked awful-they must have really been tossing and turning. Hachiro grunted something in Hinata’s ear and she blushed, his own hands out of view. It must have been a joke or something.

“Um, Naurto-chan?” Hinata said, trying to get his attention. Had he been staring?

“Oh, uh yes, Hinata-chan?” He asked, looking back at her sweet face.

“Could you…please leave? I have to get dressed for the day, silly. You don’t want to be a pervert-chan, right?”

While Naruto did indeed want to see Hinata’s naked body, she had a point. It would be too embarrassing with Hachiro in the room anyway, although…well just thinking about Hachiro made Naruto think about another girl’s naked body, his own. Feeling what he told himself was morning wood growing, Naruto nodded hurriedly, backed towards the door slowly, short shorts bouncing.

“Get lost, blondie!” Hachiro yelled. Hinata gasped slightly, shooting Hachiro an embarrassed smile. She snuggled closer to him, but was facing away, her back against his front.

“Oh, Hachiro-sama.” She giggled, running a hand through his hair.

Embarassed, Naruto hurriedly left, the door slamming behind him.

A little while later, Hachiro and Hinata passed Naruto in the hallway. It looked like Hinata was trying to grab his hand a little, but Hachiro kept pulling it away. Naruto smiled at them both, glad to see they were dressed. Hinata had her jacket zipped up even higher than normal-which was weird, like she was trying to hide something.

“Well, we have to shower now, Naruto-chan.” Hinata told him, cocking her head at him, smiling warmly. “We’ll see you after, ok?” Naruto thought it was strange she kept saying ‘we’-he got that they were going to shower one after the other, but it sounded strange the way that she was saying it.

Hachiro almost completely ignored him, opening the bathroom door, now his hand finally reached for Hinata’s. Naruto moved forward, smiling in his white t-shirt and tight blue shorts. “Ok, I’ll see you soon, Hinata-chan.” He tried to lean in forward for a good morning kiss on the lips, but Hinata moved quickly, giving him a little peck on the check.

“Hachiro-sama” (Was Naruto hearing that right?)

“Is very hungry, Naruto, he built up quite an appetite.” Naruto wondered how.

“So, roasted vegetables, and eggs, on the table please, ok, sweety?” Hinata blew him a kiss and then shut the door loudly before Naruto could respond.

Hachiro threw his clothes off in the bathroom as well, turning the shower on.

“Hurry up, big tits.” He snapped, causing Hinata to blush and shake her head. What a cute nickname. Still, she gingerly took her clothes off, because she simply couldn’t move any faster. She felt sore all over, and when she unzippered her jacket, her tits looked like someone had worked over them with a baseball bat, bruised, dark purple bite marks marring her pale skin all over, hickies everywhere. She limped like she had a sore ankle, and her voice was slightly hoarse-when she’ first woken up, she’d had an awful cough that only ended when she spat up a small glob of come.

Hachiro snapped her out of her reverie with a smack on the back of the head.

“Knees, soap, let’s go, slut.” She cooed and got under the water, lathering up her big tits. White bubbles covered her tits like a child’s bath as Hachiro got in the shower too, cock rising to attention.

“I’m sorry I got you so dirty, Hachiro-sama,” She said, seeing her own crusted juices in Hachiro’s pubic hair.

“Well stop apologizing and clean me up stupid!” Hinata hopped on her sore, bruised knees, waddling forward to wrap his cock up in her tits. Anything for her new best friend!

To Be Continued…