A flower can never blossom if not given the proper care.
Hinata was that flower.
She felt numb as she stared out of the window. There wasn't a cloud in the sky as the Hidden Leaf Village came to life. Looking at the people as they went about with their business, Hinata felt the serenity from them as they all knew they were well protected by their watchful Hokage. However, Hinata's mood dampened when she thought about her husband. No one outside of this home knew the truth about what Naruto Uzumaki was really like. Was he an awful person? No, but he was a neglectful one. Hinata thought back to their childhood when she became so enraptured with the boy who proclaimed that he would become Hokage and win the respect of everyone in the village. There was so much to admire. Now, Hinata realized she was looking at Naruto through rose-tinted glasses.
Perhaps in another life, he was the person that she had fallen in love with. But, Naruto wasn't like that. Their marriage felt like a sham. He poured himself completely into his work. Hinata always came second. And when his only devotion was to the title of Hokage, that left the rest of his world empty and cold.
Hinata sighed. She couldn't leave. What would the people think of her if she stated her desire to be apart from the Hokage? Naruto was the hero of the village. It didn't matter how inattentive he was. He was hardly home. She couldn't remember the last time they had spent a night together. Hinata had dreamed of starting a family and having children at this stage of her life. But, it looked as if that would only remain an unattainable dream.
A knock at the door startled Hinata. She quickly brushed away the tears from her eyes and hurried to the door. There was no way that was Naruto. He was rarely home. And Hinata hardly had any visitors. When she opened the door, her heart fluttered as she was greeted by a familiar and friendly face.
''Hey, Hinata!'' Sakura smiled. ''I thought I'd stop by. It's been a while.''
''Sakura?'' Hinata beamed as the two hugged each other. ''You're right, it has been so long. It's good to see you.''
When they pulled apart, Sakura glanced over Hinata's shoulder as if she was searching the interior of the home. ''Your husband isn't home?''
Hinata shook her head. She wanted to say something, but she kept her lips sealed. Her action didn't go unnoticed by Sakura, who waited for Hinata to invite her inside. The disdain on the pink-haired ninja's expression was apparent. She and Naruto used to be close during their time together on Team 7. However, with every step Naruto made as he got closer to his dream of being Hokage, the more distant he became from the others around him. It wasn't just Hinata who suffered. Sakura was also left in the dust as her old friend continued to advance. While Hinata was able to grin and bear the burden, Sakura made her frustration with the former delinquent abundantly obvious.
''Would it kill him to at least remember that he has a wife and home outside of his office?'' Sakura grumbled.
''Oh, please, don't say that,'' Hinata said quietly. ''I know he's busy. He has a whole village to look out for.''
Sakura scoffed. ''That's not an excuse. Other Hokage have managed to take care of the village whilst still being a decent person. He let that cocky side consume him.''
When the room fell silent, Sakura turned to Hinata and could see that she was feeling conflicted. She wanted to agree with Sakura, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. The years of learning to accept the neglect and loneliness had taken their toll. It saddened Sakura to see her friend in such a state.
Her smile returned as she patted a hand on Hinata's shoulder. ''Hey, I'm not here to talk about that knucklehead. I'm here for you…''
Hinata's eyes widened.
''I was thinking we could head to the market and pick up some stuff. If you're not busy, how does a girls' day out sound?''
Hinata's heart had skipped a beat. For a split second, she thought that the conversation was going to take a drastically different turn. She cast away those forbidden thoughts. How could she think of such a thing? She was married. Sakura was one of her dearest friends. Taking her words under a different meaning was hardly appropriate. Though, she couldn't blame herself. It had been her dream to hear someone say that they were here for her. Those words coming from Sakura's lips were also a pleasant sound. She wasn't sure if Sakura was aware of this fact…but, in her youth, Hinata had felt a slight pang of jealousy toward Sakura. She was beautiful. Strong. Confident. She was the woman that Hinata hoped to be.
As the years went on, Hinata didn't understand why that jealous nature didn't grow. After all, Sakura was living her best life. She had travelled the world and trained to the point where she was almost comparable in strength and skill to Naruto and Sasuke. Speaking of Sasuke, both he and Sakura had worked tirelessly to bury any rumors that they were together. Sakura's childhood crush had careened into the void. As far as Hinata knew, Sakura was single and ready to mingle.
Why did Hinata have to phrase it like that?
Afraid that she was stalling, Hinata hastily nodded. ''Sure, I'd love to go shopping with you.''
Sakura clapped her hands together and smiled. ''Perfect! I'm going to make this a day you'll never forget!''
XXX
For the first time in a long time, Hinata had spent the majority of the day smiling. This was the most fun she has had in ages.
It almost felt like Hinata was seeing the village for the first time. Sakura dragged her to every shop that she knew, dotting on Hinata at every opportunity. It was such a strange sensation for the Hokage's wife. The attention that Sakura was giving her felt alien. Nothing was off limits as Sakura took her to the most luxurious clothing stores so that they could be as stylish as they wanted. Restaurants were next on the agenda. Hinata's senses were overwhelmed as Sakura tempted her with multiple cuisines. Hinata was overjoyed and stuffed by the end of the day.
Is this was couples usually did?
Well, the two of them weren't a couple. Though, if the two of them weren't famous among the people of the Hidden Leaf, they could have been mistaken as such. A sense of sadness drifted into Hinata's subconscious. Sakura's fame was due to her own power. People admired her for who she was. Whereas Hinata's claim to fame was the ring on her finger that showed she belonged to someone famous. Arguably, the most famous person in the world. It should have been a symbol of pride. But, it only reminded Hinata of what she couldn't have and what she was missing out on. Sakura's efforts to show her a world of fun and happiness left her in a whirlpool of contrasting emotions. It pained her to think that by the end of the day, they will go their separate ways and Hinata's world would turn black and white once again.
However, she wouldn't have missed this for the world.
When they returned to Hinata's home, they had collected the ingredients needed to prepare a lovely meal. Hinata rolled up her sleeves and promised to cook the finest meal for her guest…only to be forced down onto the chair by Sakura.
''You probably do enough cooking,'' Sakura stated, giving her friend a wink. ''Let someone take care of your needs for a change.''
Hinata was left stunned and silent as she watched Sakura head into the kitchen to cook. She felt her cheeks burning. Hinata flinched when she realized that she was blushing.
Was this wrong?
No, it was just an innocent dinner between friends. There was nothing more to this event. Hinata was just letting her imagination get the better of her. She'd be lying if she said that she didn't want something like this. She loved to cook. But, there was this sense that it was all she was being used for; to feed the Hokage whenever he did retreat to his home if things at the office became too hectic or stressful. Hinata felt less like a wife and more like an outlet for her husband to use whenever he needed to recharge. All of his needs were tended to. Every day, Hinata was left unfulfilled and forgotten.
Not with Sakura.
''Enjoy!'' The pink-haired ninja shouted proudly as she set the food on the table.
Hinata's mouth watered. Sakura went all-out with the meal. It wouldn't have surprised Hinata if people mistook her for being pregnant considering how bloated her stomach would be from all the food.
But, that could never happen with Sakura…
Oh, wait…it could.
After they had finished their dinner, Sakura was quick on her feet to tidy up. She refused to let Hinata do any of the work. She was going to treat her today. Hinata was thankful, but she couldn't speak. Her mind began to wander. All it took was one glance. When Sakura came over to collect Hinata's plate, she looked down and noticed a slight bulge between Sakura's legs.
Sakura being Intersex and having a penis was common knowledge amongst her friends. They had all known since their days as ninjas-in-training; whenever they frequented the bathhouses to clean after an exhausting day of training and missions. But, that was so long ago. Hinata only had fleeting memories of Sakura's nude body…not that she was trying to stare. She just couldn't help but admire her friend. With her powerful physique, it was no wonder why women were quick to flirt with Sakura. Hinata remembered those rumors about Sakura and Ino staying behind after hours in the bathhouse when the others left. She went red thinking about it and quickly turned away so that Sakura wouldn't see. How big was she now?
No! Bad Hinata! You're married! You can't think about stuff like that!
Is it cheating if Hinata was just thinking about it?
Who said anything about cheating?
As Hinata sat in her seat in silence, Sakura finished cleaning the cutlery and strolled over to the sofa. She looked to Hinata and patted the open space next to her, gesturing for her timid friend to join her. Nervously, Hinata approached and sat beside Sakura, feeling her eyes burning into her side. Suddenly, the air had become too thick to breathe. Hinata felt her heart thumping against her chest. It took all of her willpower not to glance down and gawk at Sakura's bulge again.
Why was it so prominent? What had set Sakura off to become so excited?
''Hinata?''
''Yes.'' Hinata squeaked.
Sakura grinned. This reminded her of when they were younger. Hinata's shyness never left. It had only become masked behind the face of a woman who pretended to be fulfilled. ''Is something wrong?''
Hinata shook her head frantically. ''No, nothing's wrong. I had a lovely time. It's what I needed.''
There was a slight pause before Sakura continued. ''You're right. It's what you needed. And it's what you deserve.''
''Huh?''
All of a sudden, Hinata realized how close they were. Did Sakura advance forward? Hinata couldn't think straight. This feeling of powerlessness was new to her. She had never felt this nervous even with Naruto. No, she didn't want to think about him right now. All of her attention was focused on Sakura, who was slowly coming closer.
''It's not fair how you're being treated.''
''I don't know what you're talking about…''
''Yes, you do!''
Hinata gulped. Sakura didn't raise her voice, yet her tone was so strong and dominating. Hinata felt a wave of excitement rush over her body. Sweat poured down the back of her neck as she suddenly felt Sakura's hand on her leg. Her touch was tender. Sakura didn't move her hand. She kept it fixed on that spot for a short while. The desperation for Sakura to move with excruciating. Hinata wanted to tell her to do something. But, what about her marriage? What about her husband?
''Sakura?'' Hinata panted.
''I'm not going to do anything you don't want to do,'' Sakura said in a low voice. She moved forward until she was practically climbing on top of Hinata, forcing her down onto the sofa, leaving her breathless and flustered. ''But, I'm not going hide the fact that I want to please you, Hinata.''
''You do?''
The disbelief in her voice was evident. Sakura's eyes were steely, yet warm. ''I know that we haven't seen much of each other recently. But, I can tell that you're being neglected by your husband. It's wrong. You deserve someone who will treat you right. You deserve to know what true pleasure feels like. Would you like me to show you? You can say no.''
It should have been the easiest thing in the world to say no. As much as Hinata wanted this, she knew that every moral voice in the back of her mind was screaming for her to put an end to this madness and move on with her life.
What life?
A life where she was hardly a factor? A life where the person she was supposed to be closest to in the world never gave her the time of day? Sakura was the first person in a long while to truly see her and acknowledge her needs and desires. Today was amazing. It reminded Hinata of what she had been missing. She didn't want to let that feeling go. She clung to it as if her life depended on it; resulting in her clawing her fingers into Sakura's shoulders. The two locked eyes as Sakura noticed Hinata's change in demeanour.
''I need to hear you say it,'' Sakura said.
Once again, Hinata was given the option to end this. The longer she gazed into Sakura's eyes, the more certain she was of what she wanted.
''Make me feel like a wife, Sakura.''
The pink-haired ninja's lips curled into a sly grin.
Hinata stopped breathing as Sakura lowered herself onto her. When their lips touched, it was like fireworks were exploding inside Hinata's body. This wasn't her first kiss. It felt like it. The thrill of being kissed by Sakura, coupled with the knowledge that she was doing this whilst being married made for an exhilarating sensation. When Sakura deepened the kiss, Hinata couldn't stop herself from moaning with delight. Encouraged by the sounds coming out of her mouth, Sakura let her hands roam. A sharp gasp escaped from Hinata when she felt Sakura cupping her breasts through her shirt. Already, her touches were setting Hinata aflame.
Is this what sex is supposed to feel like?
Hinata mewled and whimpered as she felt Sakura grinding against her. Being pinned down on the sofa like this was something Hinata didn't expect to enjoy so much. Sakura's treatment was soft even with how forceful she was being. She wasn't going to do anything that Hinata was uncomfortable with. Still, that didn't mean that the pink-haired ninja was afraid of pushing some boundaries and testing how far she could go with the married woman. She began to kiss her way down until her lips became attached to Hinata's neck.
''Ah! Sakura!''
Sakura purred with delight. The sounds of Hinata's gasping breath and desperate moans fuelled her. Hinata clawed down her back as she nibbled on her sensitive skin. Her teeth raked against the flesh. It wasn't enough to hurt her, but it most certainly would leave a mark behind. There was a flash of panic from Hinata. That would be difficult to hide from Naruto. But, he would have to pay attention to her to notice. After that tense flare-up, as the thought of her transparent husband incensed her slightly, she relaxed her body and succumbed to Sakura's wicked ways. Her friend had lulled her into a trance-like state of ecstasy.
''Don't stop! More, please…'' Hinata begged.
Her cries were soon followed by the feeling of Sakura's hands sneaking their way under her shirt to pull it above her head. Hinata gasped and became quite flustered as she soon found herself topless. Sakura effortlessly removed her shirt and bra without any hassle. Sakura didn't hesitate to reach out and grope Hinata's large breasts. The married woman's moans were loud and quick as Sakura palmed her busty chest firmly and enthusiastically. Sakura then leaned back down to pepper her boobs with sweet kisses. Her tongue circled each nipple before sucking on them, shifting between the two until they were both given the proper love and care they needed.
Hinata was left a quivering mess as Sakura's hands and mouth explored her body, refusing to leave any inch untouched. ''Moan for me, Hinata,'' Sakura whispered in a husky tone. ''This is all for you. Whatever you want, I will do it. Tell me what you want.''
There was so much that Hinata wanted. Firstly, she didn't want Sakura to stop. Her dominating power mixed with the tender care she wanted to show excited Hinata to no end. Hinata's hips bucked against Sakura. She felt her excitement pool between her thighs. Instinctively, she closed her legs to hide what was happening to her. However, Sakura placed her hand on the inside of Hinata's legs and forced them open. Hinata gasped and froze. That was unexpected. Hinata loved it.
''Tell me what you want!'' Sakura purred.
Hinata pressed her finger against her lips as if stating her desires was somehow taboo. The guilt she felt regarding cheating on her husband was slowly fading into nothingness. Now, all she felt was pleasure and curiousness over how far Sakura was willing to take this. ''I…want you t-to…lick me?''
Her voice was timid. But, despite the stammer, Sakura knew it was what Hinata truly wanted. She smiled devilishly. ''Hold on.''
''Hold on for wha-''
Hinata shrieked as Sakura suddenly rolled them over so that the pink-haired ninja was now beneath her. Along the way, Sakura somehow managed to get Hinata out of her pants. Truly, her ninja skills were on another level. As Sakura placed a pillow behind her head, she moved Hinata upward so that she now had her knees on either side of her head. When Sakura's intentions finally dawned on Hinata, she blushed furiously. This wasn't what she had in mind when thinking about Sakura eating her out, but she wasn't going to complain. Hinata had never sat on anyone's face before. She didn't know if she should stay up and wait for Sakura to guide her, afraid that she would smother her. Though, that was probably Sakura's goal. She straddled Sakura's head before her friend grabbed her hips and gently lowered her. Every muscle in Hinata's body was burning as she hovered over Sakura's face. Then, Sakura's felt her tongue and wailed in ecstasy.
''Ah!''
When she felt Sakura's mouth on her pussy, she almost buckled and fell on top of her. But, Sakura was able to keep her in place. Sakura groaned eagerly as she began to lick Hinata, lapping up the juices that started to leak from her hot pussy. Sakura's grip on her hips strengthened as she licked her faster, teasing her entrance with her tongue before forcing it inside. Hinata rolled her hips back and forth, grinding her wetness against Sakura's face. She shuddered as she felt Sakura's tongue being thrust in and out of her. Both of her hands went through Sakura's hair, gripping tightly like a mount as she closed her eyes and drowned in the overwhelming sensation.
It didn't take long for Sakura to settle into a rhythm below her, licking over and over again. Her tongue moved up and down, side to side, revelling in the sweet nectar that drenched the lower half of her face. Just when Hinata thought this couldn't get any better, she felt Sakura's finger make contact with her sensitive clit, causing her to buck wildly.
''Sorry!'' Hinata whimpered.
Sakura had said something in return. But, it was too muffled for Hinata to understand. Soon afterwards, Sakura devoured her pussy more hungrily, as if it were her last meal. Hinata threw her head back and rode Sakura's face like there was no tomorrow. The unbelievable feeling left her on the brink of collapse. Sakura craved more as Hinata became wetter with every lick. The married woman was lost in a valley of pleasure and desire, listening to the breathy moans that escaped out of her mouth and the slick sounds of being licked with no mercy. Remembering where she was, Hinata looked to the side at a full-size mirror and watched herself. The sight was so erotic. She couldn't believe this was real. She saw Sakura's hands grabbing at her body to make her buck harder and faster. Hinata's face was bright red. She could only imagine what Sakura's face must look like at this very moment.
Drenched in her wetness.
Hinata moaned louder than ever before. She didn't want to hold her voice back. Even if there were neighbors close by that could hear her, she wasn't ashamed to let them know how good Sakura was making her feel. Finally, she felt good in her own home. She was with someone who put her needs on equal footing. Hinata felt like she finally belonged.
Feeling Sakura's tongue inside of her, dragging along her inner walls, was driving Hinata closer to her first release. Hinata couldn't remember the last time she had an orgasm. Other than by her own hand, this might be the first time. When Sakura stalled, Hinata feared that she had done something wrong. However, that moment of dread was short-lived as Sakura's fingers delved between Hinata's legs to find her clit and rub it whilst continuing to lap up her juices with her tongue. Hinata let out a joyful scream as the double pleasure of Sakura's mouth and fingers turned her mind into a mess.
Sakura's multitasking was commendable, and it was a miracle that she hadn't suffocated. She wasn't going to stop, especially with Hinata rocking her hips to continuously ride her mouth. Sakura fucked her pussy with her tongue, driving it deeper and deeper. For Hinata, it felt like knots were being tightened in the pit of her stomach. Her thighs clenched around Sakura's head as she tried to hold on.
''Sakura…'' Hinata cried out breathlessly. ''I think I'm about to…'' she hesitated, too embarrassed to finish her sentence.
Lifting Hinata enough to free her mouth, Sakura planted sweet kisses along Hinata's thigh. ''Do it! Cum for me, Hinata. Let go and don't hold back.''
After being lowered onto Sakura's mouth once more, Hinata bucked her hips and rode her lover's face, arriving closer to the edge. Sakura's persistence paid off as she was rewarded with the glorious sound of Hinata coming undone. She screamed to her heart's content as grinded against Sakura's mouth, riding the waves of her orgasm. Sakura's tongue and fingers didn't stop. Hinata felt her wetness drench the pink-haired ninja's face. She wanted to apologize, but her voice was too weak. Grabbing a fistful of Sakura's hair, Hinata's body quaked as Sakura lapped up her release, moaning with satisfaction. Hinata had never experienced anything like this.
And she hoped that it wasn't the only time she would get to delight in a moment like this.
Hinata slumped onto the sofa when Sakura released her hold. The Hokage's wife was settled down into a comfortable position, gasping for air as a thin layer of sweat covered her body. When Hinata looked up, she saw Sakura staring down at her with a coy grin. Her mouth and chin were soaked. Hinata blushed fiercely upon the sight. Did she really make such a mess on Sakura's face? She didn't know she had it in her.
''How was that?'' Sakura asked as she sucked on her digits, tasting more of Hinata's release.
''Wonderful,'' Hinata panted. Her voice was hoarse from the constant screaming.
''Good.''
Without warning, Sakura began to strip. Hinata felt as if she was going to melt into the sofa as she watched Sakura shed her clothing, revealing her toned body to the flustered housewife. Hinata didn't know what to gawk at first. Sakura's biceps needed to be stroked. Despite her breasts not being as nearly as big as Hinata's, they still looked delightful. Hinata would love to get her hands on them. Sakura's ab muscles glistened with sweat, making Hinata's heart skip a beat as she stared at them and licked her lips. However, the best was saved for last. Once Sakura's pants came off, her massive length sprang into view, giving Hinata the perfect view of the biggest cock she had ever seen.
She had definitely grown.
Hinata could see that the thick shaft was throbbing with need. A droplet of pre-cum leaked from the tip, begging to be licked by Hinata. There was a moment of hesitation for her. She wasn't the most experienced when it came to this sort of thing. She was gripped with worry that she wouldn't be good enough. But, after what Sakura had just done for her, Hinata was willing to pleasure her in return. It also helped that Sakura's cock looked positively delectable. Hinata shifted over and opened her mouth wide, expecting Sakura to ram her cock down her throat.
''No.''
Hinata blinked and stared up at Sakura in confusion. ''No? You don't want me to…''
Once again, Hinata was too shy to say it.
''I don't want you to what?'' Sakura teased.
''To suck your dick?''
That strangely felt easy to say. Hinata had never felt this bold before. Something about Sakura was bringing her dirty side to the surface.
''As much as I would like that, today is about you. It's your pleasure that matters most right now. I don't mind missing out on your lips around my cock. I think it'll be better for you if I used it elsewhere.''
Hinata trembled. The way Sakura spoke so candidly about having Hinata sucking her cock made the housewife feel so hot. While Hinata wouldn't have minded doing it for Sakura, it was clear that she was fully confident about the idea…yet. That will have to be another time.
Another time? Was this not a one-time thing?
As Hinata pondered on these questions, she felt Sakura climbing on her again, pushing her down onto the sofa. One of Sakura's hands cupped the inside of her groin so that she could separate her legs, exposing her glistening pussy. Sakura's massive cock twitched with excitement as it was guided towards Hinata's entrance. As their bodies got closer, Sakura surprised Hinata with another kiss. Their tongues met as their embrace intensified. The passion shown by Hinata made Sakura smile against her lips. There was not an ounce of apprehension from Hinata. She was fully committed to this erotic act. Hinata moaned as she felt Sakura's cock rubbing against her pussy. This was it. There was truly no turning back now.
Wait, what about a condom?
Screw it, Hinata didn't care anymore. Well, she did care but only with regard to how she felt. Sakura wanted her to not hold back. So, Hinata was more than happy to enjoy herself in the ways that she wanted. And what she wanted most of all was to feel Sakura inside of her without any restrictions. She wanted to feel Sakura cum inside of her; to fill her to the brim with her seed. Then came the possibility of this making Hinata pregnant. If Sakura unleashed herself fully onto Hinata, there would be no restraint. She would pump her full of seed and breed her. The thought made Hinata squirm with desire. She'd wanted children for so long. Now, she had that chance to fulfil her wish with Sakura.
A family with Sakura? That sounded wonderful.
Hinata could no longer wait. She locked her legs around Sakura's waist. The tip of Sakura's cock rubbed against Hinata, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from her.
''Oh, fuck!'' Hinata gasped when Sakura's throbbing dick finally entered her.
''Whoa, such a dirty mouth, Hinata,'' Sakura purred as she kissed Hinata's neck. ''Keep talking. Tell me what you want.''
Hinata needed a moment to embrace the bliss. Sakura was inside of her. She could feel her lover's cock pulsating as her walls clamped tightly around the thick shaft. ''I…I want you to make love to me. I want you to fuck me, Sakura.''
''That's more like it.''
Upon Hinata's command, Sakura began to thrust her hips back and forth, sliding her cock in and out of Hinata's pussy. The room was filled with the sound of Hinata's moans reverberating off the walls. After a few thrusts, Sakura managed to bury her entire length deep inside Hinata. The housewife's wetness soaked the shaft, dripping down towards Sakura's balls. Sakura pushed up more aggressively, causing Hinata's legs to loosen around her waist. When Sakura planted her hands above Hinata's shoulders for support, she finally started pounding, causing Hinata to scream with pleasure like never before.
Sakura was pressing down on her like a feral animal hoping to breed its mate. The relentless thrusting made Hinata's insides coil and ignite. Her screams matched the sound of their bodies colliding as Sakura thrust into her harder and faster.
''Does this feel good?'' Sakura groaned between thrusts. ''Slower? Or faster?''
''Faster! Faster!'' Hinata pleaded. ''Give me more!''
Sakura followed her instructions flawlessly. She hissed through gritted teeth as she felt Hinata's fingers scratch down her back, but she didn't slow down. Instead, she used the pain and spurred herself into a frenzy, giving Hinata the fucking that she craved. Their moans echoed throughout the house. Hinata was whimpering and sweating profusely beneath Sakura.
''Keep going! I want this! I need this!''
''Am I giving you what you crave?'' Sakura grunted as she kissed Hinata's neck again. ''Tell me that you deserve this.''
Hinata didn't answer. At first, Sakura thought that Hinata was still holding back from her true feelings. However, it was simply a case of Hinata being unable to find the strength in her voice due to her unrelenting screaming. ''I deserve this! I want you to give me everything, Sakura! Fuck me as if I'm your wife.''
A fire flickered in Sakura's eyes. She bit down on Hinata's flesh, leaving another hickey behind as she slammed her body down onto Hinata's. In this position, Hinata was powerless to stop Sakura. But, stopping her was the last thing that Hinata wanted. She finally felt true pleasure. As Sakura moved her into a mating press, they came together for another heated and passionate kiss. Hinata wanted to kiss Sakura when the moment came…literally.
Sakura was going as hard and as fast as she could without completely breaking Hinata. Hinata's nails dug into Sakura's back, leaving red marks in her wake. Their climax was almost here. Hinata desperately held off for as long as possible, wanting to cum at the same time as Sakura…and Sakura let her. Hinata could finally know what it felt like to let go. She let out a high-pitched scream and her eyes rolled back as her body convulsed. Sakura bit her bottom lip and grunted loudly. In the split second before she exploded, Sakura couldn't help but feel elated at the thought of knocking Hinata up.
To say that the feeling of Sakura erupting inside of her was beyond blissful would be an understatement. Hinata's pussy clenched tightly around Sakura's cock, refusing to let her go as they climaxed at the same time. Sakura's seed filled her, leaking out of her pussy as Hinata's juices splattered over the throbbing length. Sakura's body jerked a few more times as she made sure that every drop of her cum had jetted inside of Hinata. Hinata gazed up at Sakura before cupping her face and kissing her.
''Hinata?''
Oh no.