Futa Hinata fuck Husband Naruto first time

 The  room was dimly lit, creating a hazy sense of sensuality. Yet despite the poor lighting, Hinata would clearly see Naruto’s shining amber gaze, flickering uncertainly, and the hints of a blush that crept across his skin like fallen rose petals.

“H-Hinata…” the other’s voice was a whisper, his hands hesitantly placed against Hinata’s arms, just barely touching, as if trying to keep her at a distance.

“Xian~sheng~” Hinata’s voice was just as soft, melodical. She leaned in far enough to be just shy of threatening, putting none of her weight against his defense. She cocked her head to the side, eyes wide. The action made her deceptively young and innocent face seem even more so as ginger locks of hair swept over her cheeks. “What’s wrong?”

“This… This isn’t really… appropriate…” The way he tried to hold his composure together was adorable, ever the  gentleman. But she could taste the tinge of hesitation and fear in the air.

Naruto always forgot that he was an husband. He didn’t understand his instincts, his mind too unused to them. He didn’t notice the way he cowered away from Hinata’s dominance as if in submission, tilting his head just slightly to bare his neck to the Wife he was bonded with.

To gods, the whole idea of Wife and husband was a new, foreign thing, nothing they’d ever have to consider or worry about. But Naruto was no god, not anymore. Now, he was Hinata’s bonded husband. 

Her beautiful, clueless husband.

It had been so amusing when they had wed, Naruto considering himself her “husband”, but Hinata had indulged his innocence… She had cultivated this oblivious sense of chivalry, pride and guilt. He was a god, after all, and Hinata was but a mortal, so easily hurt...

Hinata ducked her head, allowing her ginger curls to hide her pretty face as her expression twisted into something dark and hungry. She breathed in the soft scent of fresh grass - what a strange scent for a once god of war - as she drew away from Naruto. 

Hinata’s voice softened with dejection and understanding.

“We’re already married, darling, and you still can’t trust me? Are you still worried that I’ll hurt your people…? Even though I only did what I did because of your manipulations? You kept me in the dark… and even now…” Hinata trailed off, looking up at the other, her usually cheerful expression frosty.

“No, I-” Naruto was at a loss for words, feeling his heart twist with guilt. “That’s not…”

“Then why do you push me away even now?” Hinata interrupted, taking a firm step forward back into Naruto’s space as the man began to back away, fingers clenched in anxiety. With every slow step the Wife took, her husband took one step back. It was pure instinct that had Naruto’s breath catching in fear and anticipation alike, but Hinata nonetheless latched onto it and used it against him. “See… you don’t even want to be near me.” Though her expression was unreadable, the bitter sorrow that tinged her voice was almost tangible.

Naruto stopped mid step, forcing himself to stay in place as Hinata once again stepped forwards, pressing against him.

“That’s… not true. I would not have wed you if I did not trust you… if I did not love you,” was Naruto’s gentle reply.

The unexpected response made Hinata’s heart flutter for a moment, the darkness clearing from her mind, but soon it returned with a hunger for more. An implied confession of love… how could that be enough? 

She wanted more from Naruto. She wanted to own him, claim him, mark him.

“Really?”

“Of course.” 

Hinata eyed him skeptically. “Then prove it.”

“Prove?” The confusion in his gaze was so cute. 

“Let me take control, Naruto-darling,” Hinata whispered, bringing her hand up to cup the side of Naruto’s face. 

Naruto averted his gaze, placing his own hand over hers. “... If that is what you desire.”

The thrill of dominance sung in her veins, called for her to act. But not yet… The time wasn’t right.

She wanted to break Naruto apart… unravel him bit by bit…

Her hands slid to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Amber eyes slid closed as Naruto followed her movements unresistingly. Their lips pressed together in a chaste, soft touch like a dragonfly landing on water.

“Open up for me, Darling,” Hinata encouraged gently, her slightly hairy lips brushing against Naruto’s as she spoke and her breath warm against his skin. She saw an almost imperceptible shiver travel through the husband’s body as the lips against hers parted, allowing her entrance.

Instantly, all semblance of gentleness disappeared.

Hinata pressed forwards, forcing her husband up against the wall, her tongue diving deep and plundering every inch of that hot, wet space, swallowing up the soft whimpers that vibrated between their tongues. She felt Naruto’s hands fly up to her shoulders, clenching and unclenching, but not daring to push her away. She saw his brows crinkle adorably, subtly pulling back as the sensations and scent coming from his Wife overwhelmed him, telling him to submit.

Unfortunately for him, he had nowhere to go.

Hinata’s hands slipped down, slowly beginning to strip her beautiful husband. The coat went first, and Naruto only hesitated for a split second before complying with her motions the best he could, his mind occupied by the intensity of their entangled tongues. Then his vest and his tie and his shirt soon followed, her hands exploring his smooth skin. She saw his eyes open, golden gaze hazy and unfocused, as her hands slipped into his trousers, squeezing that plump, delectable ass. Her fingers sunk lewdly into the flesh, clenching hard enough to leave bruises.

She felt a gasp and a moan vibrate against her, her leg forcing his legs apart and pressing upwards.

When she finally pulled away, Naruto looked utterly debauched.

His hair was tousled, his face red. He panted, saliva making his bruised, swollen lips shine. Amber eyes stared down at her hazily, confused and overwhelmed. His entire weight was slumped, held up by her leg and her hands on his ass, knees too weak to support him. 

Hinata was entranced, staring predatorially as she leaned in, pushing the man’s body down against her mascular leg.

She watched as his head fell back, mouth opening in a little “o” of pleasure.

So beautiful… she could almost imagine what it would be like to have him spread out under her, crying as she fucked into his cervix, brutalising his insides and filling him up with her seed. Hinata licked her lips hungrily as she ground her thigh up against Naruto’s hardening bulge, keeping up a constant stimulation as he panted and whimpered, too lost in pleasure to even remember his composure. She didn’t stop until his eyes rolled back, pretty pink tongue lolling out as wetness spread across his crotch.

Viscous fluid stained her fingers from where they pressed between his plump cheeks, down past his nervously fluttering hole and into the moist, hot flesh below. Like a flower bud, it was closed so tightly, trembling as she forced her way past those soft slick petals to its core.

Naruto’s entire body was shaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm, twitching weakly against Hinata. 

“Naruto-darling, do you feel good?” Hinata whispered, drawing her leg away. She was patient as she waited for him to come down from his high and return to reality. “Naruto-darling…?”

The sound of his name seemed to lull Naruto back to reality, his eyes beginning to refocus and his shivers slowly weakening. His golden gaze was misty, lost and disoriented. Hinata saw the moment his mind fully returned, saw the way his eyes went wide in shock and the tears of humiliation he blinked back, saw the flush that stained his cheeks so beautifully. She felt his thighs tense, trying to close to stop the fluid that dripped down his legs, but his movements were hindered by Hinata’s thigh between his.

Naruto squirmed in her grasp, ducking his head and trying to hold himself up on shaky legs. The delicate flower between his legs twitched nervously, clenching against Hinata’s exploring fingers. “H-Hinata… Please… I-” 

His Wife didn’t let him finish the thought. “Are you trying to get away again, Naruto-darling?”

“No! I just… it’s too…” Naruto’s voice trailed off, his usual eloquence failing him.

“Are you going to go back on your word? On your trust?” Hinata pushed, unrelenting, as her eyes narrowed dangerously. 

“...I… I would never… You know that…” Naruto’s voice was barely a whisper, but Hinata heard him loud and clear in the silence of the room. When his gaze flickered up nervously, Hinata smiled, warm and soft and trusting, and she felt the man’s body relax against his own as if a burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

“Did you feel good just now, Naruto-darling?” Hinata asked again.

“... yes…” the reply was almost inaudible, and Hinata hummed in satisfaction when she heard it.

“Let’s get these off hm?” Naruto shuddered against her, leaning his weight forward in her embrace as she pulled her fingers away from the soft, wet opening, beginning to push his trousers and underwear off. Naruto lifted his hips obligingly as they slipped over the curve of his ass and fell to pool at his feet. 

Hinata wrapped a steadying arm around the man’s waist, sealing their lips together again and carry him in bridal style towards the bed. Her pretty husband stumbled in her arms , letting out muffled whimpers that she eagerly devoured.

As they reached bed, she put him on bed gently , letting herself fall backwards onto the soft mattress. The arm she had around Naruto’s waist pulled him down with her, causing the husband to let out a surprised yelp. The sudden motion had him throwing out his arms to brace his landing, preventing him from colliding with the Wife below him. He loomed over Hinata, hands on either side of her head and bare legs astride her lap, looking down at the smiling lady with wide eyes. 

Their position was rather embarrassing as he was riding his wife and Naruto felt his face heat up as he stuttered out an apology, making to get off the other. “I-I apologi- ah!” He didn’t even manage to get the words out before hands pulled him down so that his full weight rested on Hinata heavy breasts. He could feel slick wetness on the other’s fingers, and his face heated when he remembered how they had been… down there…

Her hands were back on his ass cheeks, squeezing and pushing them together in the most lewd way. He shut his eyes tight, biting his already swollen lip to avoid making any sounds, but he couldn’t stop his cry of surprise as he was suddenly flipped onto his back, Hinata having reserved their positions.

The sheets of the bed were warm with Hinata’s body heat, and he could taste seawater on his tongue. Something about this made him feel like heat was running through his veins, surrounding him and entrapping him with no escape. It was overwhelming in the strangest way, and though he had already reached orgasm, there was an itch inside that became more and more pronounced with every second that slipped by. 

“Naruto-darling, do you really want it this badly?” Hinata’s breath fanned over his neck as she lowered her head, kissing his throat gently. It wasn’t until he felt hands against his thigh and hip, pinning him down, that he realised he had his head thrown back, his body arched and his smooth legs rubbing at Hinata’s slighlty hairy legs.

How wanton… How shameless… 

He swallowed thickly, fighting back tears of shame as his face burned even hotter. 

He… he wasn’t usually like this. He didn’t know why, yet it simmered in his gut, pushing him to seek more than the friction of soft sheets under his body, more than the dominance of the Wife that loomed over him, her hair a curtain that caged him and hid him from the world. He wanted to feel more of that… of being possessed… of being owned…

Naruto fought to calm himself, taking deep breaths as teeth embedded themselves into his jugular, sending a tremor of fear and heat up his spine. He felt the other’s slick tongue against his skin, soothing the slight sting of pain and irrationally comforting the fear in his heart. His skin bruised under the force of teeth and her mustached lips.

“Tell me, darling, tell me the truth… Stop fighting it…” The words were soft like a lullaby, pulling at Naruto’s heart.

Naruto clenched his eyes shut harder, unable to accept it. His guilt and love warred with his shame, but ultimately did not come out on top. He felt Hinata’s movements pause atop of him, then he heard the other laugh softly.

“Naruto-darling.” There was a warm hand on his cheek and he couldn’t help but lean into the touch as if it were his only hope. “Open your eyes for me.”

Naruto blinked his eyes open, cor lapis bright in the dim room, and met the dark abyss of Hinata’s own blue eyes. A shiver ran through his body. 

His wrists were grabbed, pinned above his head for but a moment before Hinata released him once more, smiling lovingly down at him. It made Naruto feel so warm inside. “Keep them there for me, okay, darling? Don’t disappoint me...” her voice was so sweet and adoring that Naruto gave a small, hurried nod in agreement, afraid to let this moment of love slip through his fingers.

“Good…” Hinata kissed his cheek, tender and sweet, too short to be properly enjoyed. 

Fingers ran over the small, soft curve of his slightly developed breasts, indicative of a still developing husband. Hinata couldn’t wait to see them swell, blooming to full maturity as his belly grew round with the ultimate symbol of Hinata’s claim over him… His soft, small nipples were pink and delicate, like tiny flower buds. 

She couldn’t hold back her hunger any longer and leaned down to take a tender nub into her mouth, sucking and tasting the small bud and feeling it harden from her ministrations. The action drew a sharp cry from Naruto which was quickly stifled as he bit his lips, squirming under the sparks of sensation. It felt so weird and foreign in such a place, like electro under his skin. He wanted desperately both to feel more and get away at the same time, yet no matter how much he writhed and squirmed, he remembered Hinata’s order.

He had to show he trusted Hinata. 

He had to keep his hands still.

Slender fingers clenched into the soft bedsheets, hands trembling with the effort to keep them still, keep himself in this position, bared open for Hinata to do as she wished with his body. It felt so vulnerable… yet for some reason it felt so right...

“Ah!” Sharp teeth suddenly sunk into sensitive flesh, pinpricks of pain throbbing and spreading through his nerves as his flesh heated and swelled under the abuse.

His hands curled into fists, crinkling fabric.

As quickly as it came, the pain disappeared, a warm, wet tongue soothing it before it moved further down.

His thigh was bitten, hard enough to draw blood, trembling from the pain, but this time he managed to hold in his cries. He knew that Hinata wanted him to express his pleasure… but it was far too embarrassing… just listening to how lewd and wanton he sounded… he couldn’t take it… It was humiliating.

He didn’t want to upset his wife, but his shame was far too great.

Hinata wasn’t upset. She was far from. In fact, she found the way her pretty husband clung so hard to his composure and demeanor adorable. She wanted to see him break, lose himself in pleasure like he had just now, see him cry brokenly, humiliated, trying to hold together the tatters of his calm.

Just the idea made her hot and she could feel her underwear growing tight.

She wanted to ruin him now .

And why shouldn’t she? Naruto was ever so obedient… keeping his hands where they were meant to be, afraid of upsetting and disappointing her, she knew. There was no need for her to deny herself any longer.

She shoved Naruto’s legs upwards, causing him to rock backwards almost violently on the bed, hands scrabbling for purchase on the slippery, silken sheets. The husband’s soft thighs were spread, revealing his most private area.

Under his pretty, pink and twitching cock, bloomed a beautiful, moist rose, its petals slick and trembling shyly under Hinata’s hungry gaze. She leaned in, breathing in his sweet scent and teased those slick lips apart with the tip of her tongue, tasting him. Naruto’s thighs twitched and trembled in her grasp, but he never struggled as she dove in deeper, dragging her canines against sensitive flesh, and carefully exposing that tiny, firm bud of nerves with her teeth.

She could hear the muffled whimpers coming from the pliant, obedient body beneath her as her tongue pressed against that most sensitive flesh, dragging the rough surface over the trembling bud torturously slow. The Dominant wife felt her husband’s hips twitch, as if trying to buck into the sensations, but she held him firm and he did his best to stay still in her hold. 

She was far stronger than he was. So him being lay ever so obediently under her, submitting himself to her dominance had hardly any choice left. She couldn’t deny the rush of excitement and heat that thrummed through her veins at that idea.

It made the Hinata feel powerful in a way even battling and slaughtering her enemies couldn’t.

Her hands slid down to the base of his thighs so that she could use her thumbs to unfurl the fragile flower of his core, revealing the twitching, pink entrance. It winked at her rhythmically, as embarrassed and shy as its owner must be feeling, almost beckoning to be fucked open.

Hinata eagerly obliged.

She thrust two fingers inside, watching it tremble, opening up. She could feel the hot, swollen walls clinging to her and massaging her. Scissoring her fingers, her heart jumped with the rhythmic pulsing of blood she could feel and the way that delicate entrance strained to close, only to be forced open.

When Hinata tugged her fingers out, Naruto clenched around them, almost like he was trying to keep her inside. How lewd… how needy… and who was Hinata to deny him?

Returning to her position above Naruto, she swiftly pushed up her short skirt and freed her straining cock. If Naruto saw it, he would no doubt be shocked. It seemed huge even she is larger than her husband, veins bulging menacingly. The knot at the bottom was intimidatingly thick, even deflated. But poor Naruto, staring up into her eyes, mind hazy and pleasured-addled, was too entranced by the loving smile she wore to notice. His neck was covered in marks, bloodied and bruised, and Hinata watched as her husband smiled back, looking so happy to see his Wife happy.

And then Hinata pulled back, and pushed inside her huge cock . She saw the way that fragile entrance was made to stretch obscenely around her thick cock, being forced wide as it clenched weakly in objection. Felt that slick heat envelop her bit by bit… then with a sudden thrust , she felt something inside give away and tear under the force of her cock. 

His hymen , she thought to herself in delighted surprise, giddy with lust at the thought that she was the first to possess this beautiful husband. The first and only . Hers . Only hers.

Naruto’s amber eyes flew wide, his face the image of confusion, as if his mind couldn’t process what had occurred.

Hinata didn’t give him the time to figure it out. She immediately grabbed his slim, almost dainty waist and began to thrust into the slick heat, soft walls being forced apart by her intruding member. The force of her thrusts punched adorable, aborted little gasps and whimpers out from between Naruto’s swollen lips, getting deeper and deeper inside. Realisation and shock began to creep into Naruto’s expression as he scrambled to gather his composure back together, unable to stop the noises that he made. “Ah! Ah-ah-uh-hah-wai- too- ah! Fa-ast!” His words were broken as Hinata thrusted relentlessly, trying to find his pleasure spot.

Then… she seemed to hit something inside… something soft, yet firm, like a tiny, fleshy opening. Naruto’s entire body jolted, his hands nearly leaving their spot on the bed as his walls spasmed around her and his eyes rolled back. The loud, wanton moan had shameful tears rolling down his face.

Hinata’s smile turned feral.

She had hit her husband’s cervix.

Leaning down over her husband for better purchase, Hinata brutally shoved herself back in, aiming for that tender, and ever so delicate opening. She latched onto one of Naruto’s pretty, swollen nipples, sucking hard as his eyes rolled, overwhelmed by pleasure and shame alike. He couldn’t stop his lewd moans, like heavenly music in Hinata’s ears, yet his hands stayed against the bed above his head, pushing his chest up for more contact.

He felt like a cheap slut, and the wet squelch of his Wife’s cock and his own shameful sounds was all he could hear. His hips seemed to move of their own accord, pushing against Hinata’s thrusts as that place so deep inside was bruised and battered . His tears turned to humiliated sobs, and he cried brokenly as his nerves sung with stimulation, legs wrapping around Hinata’s waist for more… more .

It was too much… so much it hurt… yet it wasn’t enough. He wanted to please his Wife, he wanted his Wife to fill him even further, reach that terrible need so deep inside.

Teeth tugged roughly on the sensitive nubs on his chest, making him arch. His composure had completely shattered as he sobbed, impaled on his wife’s - his Wife’s thick cock, practically begging for her to open him up, fuck into him so deep and fill him full… 

His little cock, so small compared to the beast inside him, twitched and bounced against his stomach with the force of Hinata’s thrusts, and he felt her press their bodies closer, making more marks on his neck. Her soft yet heavy breasts brushed against his own in a way that still made him want to blush. His naked form felt so exposed, arms raised to bare himself to the still fully clothed Wife above him.

Each thrust of her hips rammed into him, brutalising his delicate walls and then…

That tiny entrance inside was battered open, and that monsterous cock filled him and stretched him like never before. 

Naruto’s eyes rolled back, his entire body spasming uncontrollably as he was impaled so impossibly deep, Hinata’s cock now moving in and out of his womb . The way he clenched so tightly slowed Hinata’s movements, but it didn’t take long for something even thicker to slip inside him, expanding and growing and stretching his poor entrance to the point of pain.

His vision went white as hot fluid gushed into him, his own cock twitching as he reached his second orgasm of the night.

Everything seemed to fade into endless waves of sensation.

When he came to, he realised he was still sobbing, tears rolling down his face as his body shuddered and twitched around the thick cock still inside. Lingering aftershocks of pleasure lanced through his spine from deep inside, forcing broken, hoarse moans from his throat. He panicked when he realised he had curled up, bringing his arms to his chest instead of where Hinata had told him to keep them and-

“Ssshhh, Naruto-darling, it’s alright… it’s over now…” Hinata’s voice was soothing in his ear as she ran her hand down his side, chest pressed against his back, a warm, soft, steadying force. It was then that Naruto realised they had changed positions, spooning on the bed as Hinata slowly rolled her hips against his. He was tuck up, still naked, embraced by her clothed form. “You did well… I’m so happy, darling…”

His mind began to calm, slipping into exhaustion with the soft, comforting words, even as sparks of electric pleasure continued to thrum in his veins. His stomach felt warm and bloated almost uncomfortably, but it was strangely soothing, even as more hot liquid gushed out from the thick intrusion lodged deep inside him, making it swell further.

“How about you get some rest, darling, the knot will take a while to go down…”

Sniffling, and too tired and fucked out to feel shame, Naruto gave a soft hum of agreement. He didn’t know what a knot was, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. His eyes slipped closed to Hinata’s melodic voice and he soon fell into slumber. Even the gross stickiness on their bodies didn’t seem to matter anymore.

“Sweet dreams… my pretty husband,” she said, soft and loving.

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Hinata fuck Naruto

For their date, Hinata had invited her boyfriend of some months to the Girl clan compound, citing the desire for a quiet, intimate dinner between the two. Naturally, hearing the reference to “intimate”, Naruto was terribly worried about whatever the Blue eyed young woman had planned for him. However, Tsunade’s words had inspired the boy to trust in the Futanari, hoping that everything would turn out fine come the end of their date.


Hinata, in the meanwhile, presented their homemade dinner in her room, and the two ate in companionable silence that was only broken up by whatever quiet conversations they brought out between them. At the same time, Hinata casually served her boyfriend a seemingly endless supply of sake, and as Naruto’s thoughts were elsewhere, he allowed the Girl heiress to coerce him into a drunken stupor that left him red faced and pleasantly prone to suggestion. As great as his regenerative prowess were, even he had limitations.


Hinata herself was buzzing with the drunkenness, which gave her just enough confidence to act out her sly plan for seducing the man Uzumaki. Sliding up to the boy’s side, Hinata leaned into the boy’s left side with a suggestive smile on her face.


“Oh, Narruuuto-kuuun,” Hinata slurred out; unable to help herself as she reached out to stroke the boy’s left cheek. Naruto dazedly leaned his face into the open palm, a content moan spilling from his lips. “H-how – hic – how loooooonng have we been dating?”


Some part of the boy might have recognized the intimacy of their position, might have been alarmed by the sudden fire in the Girl’s Blue gaze, but the rest was too pleasantly drunk to care and Hinata had always been kind to him, and she had such pretty eyes, and she was so strong too, and oh, did she smell good…!


“Hina-chan,” Naruto mumbled, half-lidded eyes flickering with renewed affection. Hinata smiled pleasantly at the boy’s obvious display of love and trust, bolstering her confidence enough so that she found the strength to lean forward and press her full, feverish lips against his.


A lingering moan drew out of Naruto’s throat as he shakily raised his arms to wrap around the Futanari’s neck. Both teenagers closed their eyes, savoring the connection between them. This was usually the point when Naruto would push her away, but the drunken stupor was too much for him to resist the Girl’s demands as she suddenly pushed him to lie on his back on the floor.


Her lips busied themselves with nibbling on the man’s lips, hands musing through man hair and smothering across toned and tanned skin. Her tongue parted his lips, brushing against the entrance of the hero’s mouth, silently both demanding and pleading for him to accept her. Naruto shuddered against her, mouth opening of its own accord, and Hinata took her chance, her tongue sweeping down into the manes mouth and scraping across teeth, gums, and the moist tongue that waited for her.


Naruto receipted the act, awkwardly rolling his tongue across hers. Both were inexperienced with the act of kissing, or physical affection at all, but they were eager. Hinata, delighted at the boy’s compliance, poured every bit of lust and affection that she felt into the kiss, savoring the tart taste of the boy’s mouth from the orange sauce and sake from earlier.


She was like a wild fire in a lush, dry forest in the summer, all-consuming and out of control. She couldn’t stop herself, nor could Naruto hope to contain her mounting lusts. Naruto in the meanwhile shuddered underneath her bigger body, wriggling from the sensations that her dominating actions were evoking in his body. He’d only felt lust a few times in his life, and the majority of those times were because of this woman. In her company he’d grown to accept and even appreciate the affections that his lust had on his now cursed body.


Hinata was just moving down to push her hands underneath his shirt when the thought of his curse crossed the mane’s intoxicated mind, immediately causing him to jerk away in fright.


Hinata’s lips were pulled from Naruto’s, making her heart suddenly plummet as she opened her eyes and got a look at the boy’s suddenly pale face. She grasped at him, but Naruto was already crawling away.


No! Hinata’s thoughts spiraled with need, lust, desperation and fear. A check of her body found her straining against her bindings, but she felt sure that she hadn’t touched him beyond her hands and lips.


The fear sobered the two of them, so that as Naruto sat weakly against the wall and Hinata knelt there in the spot that the hero had vacated, Hinata’s fearful eyes locked onto the watery, terrified eyes of her boyfriend.


“I’m sorry, Hina-chan, I just can’t,” Naruto sobbed, shutting his eyes and pulling his knees to his chest. At the confession, Hinata’s pained heart ached; feeling like it was trying to leap out from her body through her throat.


“Naruto-kun, why?” pleaded Hinata, her own eyes tearing up as she looked shamefaced down at her own body. “Is it because of my body? I thought that you didn’t care about something like that, since you decided to start dating me.”


That depressed expression made the boy whimper. “No! I really…like your body…but…”


“Why?” Hinata asked again. Naruto’s words conflicted with his actions, so the confused Futanari began to crawl his way. Seeing her approach, Naruto tried to bury his face into his arms.


“It’s…m-my b-body…” Naruto whispered. As she heard the whisper, Hinata’s confusion grew all the greater, prompting her to reach out to urge the boy to look her in the eyes.


“What is it, Naruto?” Hinata inquired, dearly hoping that whatever it was it was something that they could overcome. She really wanted to be with the boy, but if there was something horribly wrong with his body that made it impossible for her to be with him, then she didn’t know what she would do.


 eyes met Blue, Hinata’s love, devotion and affection causing the hero’s thoughts to spiral and drown in a tide of emotions. Naruto’s  gaze filled with tears, which dripped down his cheeks. Of course Hinata would try to comfort him, even if he knew it was a useless gesture.


They were pressed nearly completely together, Hinata’s sizable bust smothering his knees and her hands running over his cheeks, hair and shoulders. Naruto desperately wanted to be with her, to consummate their feelings and take their relationship to the next level, but that fear of abandonment was creeping into his mind.


Hinata, in a moment of clarity, sensed the rising doubts in the boy’s mind, and gasped out, “Please don’t leave me, Naruto-kun.”


Naruto gasped.


Hinata’s insecurities closely matched the man’s. Her plea mirrored Naruto’s mental one, both desperate for them to finally throw away the barriers that prevented their copulation. Both of them staring back at each other with their fearful and needy eyes that exactly reflected the other’s emotions in their depths besides hue and shape. The realization of their desires, their need stole upon the man hero of the Fourth Shinobi World War, prompting a gasp of amazement from his lips.


“C-c-cursed,” the word fell from Naruto’s lips before he had time to question or think about it. He immediately colored, jerking away from Hinata’s soothing touch, but Hinata pushed him again to the ground before he could escape from arm’s reach of her, her lips upon his open mouth.


“Naruto,” Hinata said softly, drawing back with hooded eyes, “No more running, please?”


Hinata’s strong body was perched above him, waiting. Naruto’s eyes scanned her tentative, gentle face, fearful of what he’d find. And yet, she waited patiently for him to begin.


So, hesitantly opening his mouth, Naruto began to speak.


To Hinata’s amazement, Naruto weaved the tale of the final hours of the Fourth Shinobi World War, of the battle Naruto and Sasuke had fought between Kaguya Otsutsuki, the mother of chakra after the Infinite Tsukiyomi had been cast. Naruto and Sasuke had proven themselves to be deserving inheritors of the Sage of Six Path’s will, fighting on equal grounds with the goddess in human skin. Eventually, they managed to combine their powers to seal Kaguya’s chakra and expel the biju from her body. But she’d already claimed Madara’s body and converted it for her own, so despite her chakra being sealed by her reincarnated grandchildren, Kaguya was still alive and kicking. And as an act of revenge, she cast curses on her grandchildren with the last of her chakra.


Naruto and Sasuke had fainted, and been carried to the real world by Kakashi and Sakura, alongside an equally unconscious Kaguya. In the real world, Naruto and Sasuke regained consciousness long enough to form the seal to break the Infinite Tsukiyomi, immediately passing out soon after.


By the time Naruto awoke, both Sasuke and Kaguya were imprisoned and had more seals placed on them, so he didn’t get a further moment to speak with either Sasuke or Kaguya. Remembering Kaguya’s threat of a curse, Naruto asked Tsunade to examine his body.


This was when Naruto learned just what the curse entailed.


Blushing furiously at the memory, Naruto fell silent. Curious at the boy’s hesitance, Hinata inquired, “But why does this curse make you afraid of intimacy between us?”


Naruto turned his face away, shivering in a mixture of fear and trepidation. Hinata could literally taste his honest to the gods fear of rejection emanating from the boy’s pores. Her own eyes watering at the boy’s terror, Hinata gently pressed her lips to the edge of his mouth, drawing a shocked gasp from Naruto.


“Naruto-kun, please…no more secrets,” she urged. Naruto’s eyes turned back to her,  locking with Blue again as he studied her expression. Finally, he relented.


Mumbling softly, Naruto admitted his shame. Hinata’s bushy eyebrows, however, furrowed in confusion as she hadn’t been able to catch his confession.


“What was that, Naruto-kun?” she leaned further over him, desperately wishing that he could trust her enough to get this over with. Taking a huge, steadying breath, Naruto began again, slightly louder.


“S-she…did…s-something…to m-my…” his eyes flickered, courage wavering. Hinata got the gist of it, however, looking down between their bodies.


“Oh…um…h-how bad is i-it?” Hinata asked bracingly. Her left hand pushed between their clinging bodies to slowly work down his chest and to his waist. He shivered, but made no move to pull away. Hinata’s gaze locked with his again to see him fighting a blush of shame.


“I…uh…” he faltered, breathing deeply to calm himself. “It’s…impossible for me to…um…please a…” his eyes avoided hers, beseeching the ceiling to tell him what to do.


“Naruto-kun,” Hinata asked with concern. Naruto took another steadying breath, and elaborated.


“I can’t…with a…woman,” and he fell silent, daring to meet her eyes.


Hinata turned her gaze back to his, concerned.


“Just a woman, not a Futanari?” she inquired. Confused at the askance, Naruto’s brows furrowed.


“Yes, women, you know…Futanari, like you…” Naruto explained. At this admittance, Hinata cocked her head to the side.


“Futanari…women?” she stated her confusion, narrowing her eyes in thought… “Naruto, how much do you know about Futanari?” she questioned, mind whirling with her thoughts.


“Uh…y’know…stuff,” Naruto blushed, wilting into the ground.


“Were you…ever give the ‘talk’?” Hinata asked, concerned. Naruto nodded vaguely, fighting a blush at the reminder of his own ‘talk’.


“Yeah…Teuchi-san gave me the ‘talk’ just after I graduated,” this really wasn’t surprising, actually. Old man Teuchi Ichiraku from the Ichiraku Ramen Stand was as much a father figure to him as any male adult. When he’d seen the boy struggling with his attraction to his daughter he’d decided to sit the boy down and properly explain the differences between males and females.


“Teuchi…from the Ramen Stand?” Hinata wondered, suddenly brightening at the possibility. If she was correct with her assumption, it was possible that their distancing relationship wasn’t even because of her own body, something that would make everything so much easier on the pair. Though it worried her about what the man’s reaction would be if her suspicions were correct. She kneaded her lips thoughtfully, asking, “So, you’ve only been given the civilian version of the birds and the bees, then, right?”


Naruto frowned, finding it suddenly hard to concentrate. In the calm since his confession most of his terror had fled, leaving the adrenaline in his body to slowly drain from his veins, which made him dizzy with the remainder of the drunken stupor that had affected him only moments prior. The buzz made him pleasantly pliant, relaxing into the floor and the warmth of Hinata’s body, and the way that she was now squeezing his waist was distracting him from the conversation.


Hinata had consumed much less sake then her boyfriend, so that the adrenaline rush of their fear had cured her of much of her drunkenness. Instead, she was left to contemplate where they were going with an almost sober mind.


“Y-y-yeah,” Naruto blushed, squirming as his lusts renewed. Over the months since the final battle of the Fourth Shinobi World War, Naruto had grown used to the odd way that arousal affected his body. Hinata recognized the desire in the boy’s eyes, and the smell of his lust wafting from him was making her a different kind of dizzy that would be difficult to hide unless she concentrated on the conversation.


“So you don’t…” she blushed herself in embarrassment, feeling very strange at the thought of having to explain the differences between a normal girl and a Futanari. Steadying herself, she once more locked eyes with the man. “You don’t know the differences between a girl and a Futanari?”


“’Course ah do,” Naruto blinked at the two versions of Hinata in his vision, “One’s male and female, after all.” Naruto found Hinata’s amused reaction to his admittance somewhat confusing.


Shaking her head, long dark strands of navy  hair spilling over her shoulder and brushing across the face of the man underneath her. Naruto’s feminine pheromones were encouraging her own bodily reaction, darkening the scent on her skin with her own masculine musky scent of lust that made the boy underneath her squirm with further rising lust.


“No, Naruto-kun,” Hinata giggled at the boy’s lack of knowledge. Some of her lingering drunkenness gave her the courage to press her pelvic front to his pelvic, making him gasp at the weight wedged against his stomach. “There is no such thing as a female ninja.”


“Hinata…” Naruto panted, lust, fear, trepidation, and curiosity darkening his skin further with a blush as he wiggled against her. “You’re a…guy?”


Hinata’s eyes searched the boy’s expression. Naruto’s hair was mused from being pressed into the ground, tear stains made his cheeks shine, his eyes red, and lips swollen. He was panting with desire, wriggling his lean frame against hers. The sight of which and the feeling of his body moving under hers made new heat pool in her loins as she pressed him further into the ground. The feeling of her strong body wedging him against the floor made Naruto gasp, something that Hinata took full advantage of to press her now needy lips against his and demand entry.


Elation, satisfaction, love and so much desire nearly overwhelmed the young Girl to finally have her boyfriend react favorably to her affections. His body was burning hot like a furnace, and his soft looking muscles were soft to the touch as she reached down to fan greedy hands over his cheeks, shoulders and arms. The feeling of him acquiescing to her lusts was proving far too much for her, and despite her attempts to control the raging torrent of need that inflamed her loins Hinata found herself pumping her hips against her boyfriend’s body, making the man cry out into her mouth.


Separating from his lips, a trail of saliva still connecting them, Hinata stared mesmerized down at her sexy boyfriend with wonder and adulation. Her fingers traced the lines on his cheeks, cooing as his eyes closed in dazed pleasure at the soft touch. Everything about him was just so tempting, and he was all hers!


“Naruto-kun, I love you,” Hinata was surprised at the sound of her voice in the quiet room, having not intended to give voice to her emotions. Naruto’s eyes flickered open, tears at the edges, but the smile on his face spoke of his elation at the confession. This would be only the second time that Hinata had ever given voice to her love for him.


“I love you, too, Hinata,” Naruto softly told her, a tender smile on his own face. This would also be the first time he’d ever said the words to her, and to the young Girl there was no sweeter words that she could ever think of.


But she had to ask…


“You don’t mind, do you…that I’m like a man?” Hinata asked, breaking the gentle moment between them. The fire in her loins needed to be sated, regardless of the tender moment. She didn’t want there to be any doubt or complications between them for their first time.


Naruto relaxed into the ground, an unconcerned smile on his face as he languishingly wrapped one arm loosely around her neck.


“No,” he shook his head, surprisingly calm and relaxed despite the nature of their conversation. His eyes squinted in confusion, wondering apparent on his face. “But just how are you a man, anyways, Hinata? And what does that make a Futanari?”


There was so much to discuss between them, so many things that her boyfriend was ignorant of. Instead of answering, Hinata pressed one slender finger against his lips and smiled lovingly and indulgently.


“Later,” she promised, immediately trailing her long finger against his cheek, long nail scratching pleasantly across the over sensitive whiskers of his cheek. Naruto shivered in lust, the scent of which made the Girl ache with need. “Oh, Naru-chan…” it was the first time she’d ever given voice to her secret fantasy. With the hints that he’d dropped about his curse, she was strangely confident about who would be wearing the pants in their relationship.


“Hinata,” he shivered. But then he gave a concerned frown, blushing as he asked, “D-do y-you prefer the compliment k-kun, o-or…c-chan?”


“Oh, chan, definitely,” Hinata smiled teasingly, leaning down to lap at his right cheek with her moist and hot tongue. The feeling of this action made her lover groan with pleasure, something that she took delight in greedily.


“Hinata-chan!” gasped Naruto as Hinata’s urges took command and she found herself humping  back against his body again. Hinata really enjoyed the strangely feminine sounds of his voice and his reactions to her touch. It was invigorating her through every single cell of her body.


“Naru-chan,” Hinata groaned, shutting her eyes while savoring the feeling of his warm body pressed flush against her sex. She desperately needed to be with him, to fill him and shower him with her love. Taking a breath, Hinata opened her eyes and forced herself to think of him first, though.


“Can y-you…” it was difficult to concentrate as Naruto continued to wriggle his soft body against hers, unknowingly urging her to sink herself to the hilt inside him. She bit her lip, flushing with embarrassment and need as she gasped, “Can you…still feel…good?”


Naruto gasped against the heat of arousal focusing around his sex and back end. Before the curse, he might have desperately needed to feel something wrapped around his male bits, now, after the curse he found those desires had shifted to his asshole.


He still heard her question though, through the haze of arousal that was making his body hum with lust. He counted himself lucky that despite the curse that his Futanari friend was uniquely equipped with a dick so that their situation was still manageable despite the complications between them. When he was younger he’d thought the idea of what he now wanted to be strange and undesirable. Kakashi’s actions during the bell test had really turned him off from the idea of same sex relations. But then, Kaguya’s curse had greatly altered his body, and now the thought of what was trapped between them, connected to his Futanarifriend…it was proving too distracting to think about.


“Y-y-yeah,” He whimpered, flushing as he admitted another secret to his Futanari friend, “I-in my…” he trailed off, too embarrassed to continue. The truth however, was just what Hinata wanted to hear, the fire of her arousal burning like the fabled “Will of Fire” that every Hokage had lectured upon.


“Mine,” Hinata growled all her need, and silencing her embarrassed boyfriend by capturing his lips with hers and aggressive entrance again. He let her, arching against her body as she urgently coerced his tongue into her mouth and ground her pelvis against his stomach. The possessive nature of her actions was strangely satisfying to the man hero, the dominating behavior of her feelings and the sensation of her rocking her body against his and the scent of her lust in the room was quickly stealing upon his mind, ridding him of conscious thought and reason.


Then she was tearing at his jacket with her hands, nails sharpened like claws with chakra as she purposely undressed him. All reason had left her, every hesitation or insecurity lost as she stripped him bear with the singular purpose of sating her arousal with his body. Naruto gasped and shrieked as her nails pinched at his tan flesh and as she aggressively tore his clothing to shreds. The ferocity of her actions might have been concerning any other day, but they were both feeding on the action of her domination unknowingly.


Divested of his jacket and mesh undershirt, the tan flesh of Naruto’s toned chest and abs were exposed to Hinata’s eyes. Greedily taking in the sight of her lover’s naked torso, Hinata grinned to herself at the thought that he belonged to her and her alone.


“Hina-chan,” Naruto panted in the lull of their bonding, allowing him to refocus on his eager Futanari friend. The sound of his voice was more than Hinata could stand; urging the Futanari to press her face to his throat and smother his skin with kisses and flicks of her moist tongue. Naruto groaned in a dismay that had completely nothing to do with revulsion, instead all to do with his feverish flesh that just needed her, absolutely and completely.


And then she was lowering her mouth, suckling and nipping at his small nipples, forcing the boy to stuff his hand into his mouth and bite down as she teased his heated flesh.


Hinata rolled the skin of Naruto’s throat in her mouth, sucking at the flesh with such intensity that there could be no doubt that her boyfriend would be displaying some truly impressive hickies come the morrow. Down further she went, suckling and biting and lathering the expanse of his torso, delighting in his wanton moans, leaving bruised flesh every few inches.


And then she was again at his chest, breathing her hot breath across his right pectoral and budding his pink nipples at the strange sensation. He was bare, not only on his chest and stomach, but also his arms and back. In fact, she’d never once seen a single speck of hair on his body besides what grew from his scalp. Hinata murmured a silent prayer as she pressed her face to his chest and began suckling his skin with the intent to leave her mark everywhere that she could.


Naruto seemed submissive to her intentions, shivering like a girl under her, thrusting his chest to her face, panting and squealing with his euphoria. When her lips wrapped around one pink nipple he nearly bucked her off his body. But she pressed down him, demanding his inaction, and he welcomed her domination over his body.


When she was done with the first nipple, she pulled her mouth from the wet and now darkly red nipple, and moved onto the other, repeating the process to her boyfriend’s delight. But she only stayed for a while, quickly straying from his chest down his stomach leaving a trail of hickies and salvia in her wake.


Naruto didn’t even fight her as she began undoing the buckle at his waist, helping her completely undress him as he didn’t want all his clothing to be ruined by the fury of her lusts. With each inch of skin that came to be displayed to the room, Hinata pressed her lips to his flesh and marked him again and again, so that by the time his boxers were finally removed him was very nearly bruised for every few inches of skin on his body.


At last confronted by the sight of Naruto completely undressed below her, Hinata’s hand went out to lightly cup at the boy’s flaccid cock, pointing a questioning expression his way.


“This…is the curse?” she asked for clarification. Naruto gave her a nod, which she replied to with a reassuring smile. “This is…doable. But to think that Kaguya’s revenge would be such…” Hinata giggled, idly teasing the length of his male flesh and making her boyfriend blush in embarrassment and arousal.


“It was a lot different…b-before,” he stumbled, making Hinata giggle at his explanation.


“I-I know, Naru-chan,” Hinata smiled pleasantly, leaning back down to press her lips back to his open mouth. Naruto looked at her in amazement, and in answer Hinata jerked her thumb up to her eyes. “I have the Byakyugan…r-remember? S-so I…” she trailed off, blushing embarrassedly at the admittance of another of her secrets.


Boggling at the explanation, and flushing red with growing embarrassment, Naruto squeaked, “Y-you…p-peeked?”


His utterance of the secret made the Futanari blush, nodding her head quickly as she claimed, “Once or twice; y-you were growing so well that I-I honestly thought that someone m-might have taken y-you for their self if t-they had realized just how great y-you were…”


The explanation made Naruto hang his head, depression sinking over his whole frame. “Yeah, well, I s’pose you don’t have to worry about that now, do you?” he grumbled moodily. Hinata smiled, and reached out to gently thump him on his nose.


“Don’t say that, Naru-chan,” Hinata urged, moving her other hand from his crotch so that she could lie on the ground beside him. “There’s a lot about you that’s desirable. Something like this,” she mentioned, hand sweeping again over his still flaccid penis, “wouldn’t be such a setback for a Futanari. In fact, if other Futanari knew just how accommodating you were to our ‘condition’, you’d have trouble just avoiding the attentions of every Futanari in the village.”


“Oh,” Naruto murmured, distracted by the way his Futanari friend was playing with his male parts. He could no longer feel pleasure from such an action because of his curse, but her fascination with it was distracting him. Blushing, Naruto stammered, “T-that’s…good, I think?”


“Mmmhmm,” Hinata agreed, pressing her lips to his ear and tugging at his earlobe with her teeth. Naruto shivered against her, and distracted at the feeling, he didn’t resist as she placed his palm onto the bulge in her pants. “See how good I think it is?”


Naruto turned to her, gulping at the furious lust he could see in her eyes. Unconsciously, his hand tightened around the length of flesh straining in her pants, bringing out a moan from his “Futanari friend’s” lips that did things to parts of his body that would have made homophobes balk in anger and disgust. Instead though, Naruto found himself suddenly contemplating how he could get her to fill him up properly, at the same time subconsciously comparing her to as he was before the curse.


“It’s about…twice as long,” he mumbled, unaware that he spoke aloud. Hinata giggled at his statement, drawing the boy’s eyes to her amused face.


“Don’t sell yourself short, Naru-chan,” Hinata complimented, leaning forward to scrap her lips across his in another brief and tempting kiss. “You were quite impressive, actually, but I’m just on a whole other level.”


“Y-yeah,” Naruto panted, his focus waning as he felt Hinata’s big dick pulse powerfully underneath his fingers. His mouth felt dry, but not in horror or terror, but in the sudden need to see her, all of her. His eyes found her Blue orbs, his voice cracking as he asked, “Can I-I…see y-y-you?”


Hinata, smiling, nodded, agreeing with the simple request, and helped him by sitting up and working alongside him to properly undress her body. Soon, they were both completely naked, and free of its confines, her massive erection bobbed in time with her heartbeat.


Naruto gulped.


“W-what do you t-think?” Hinata asked hesitantly, leaning back so he could get a good view of her totally naked and supple body. Naruto’s eyes were roaming all across her body, and his silence was making her both curious and worried.


“Beautiful,” Naruto gasped, openly amazed at the magnificence of her body. Hinata smiled, appreciating his wonderment, something that only made her love the boy all the more for his complete acceptance of her body.


Hinata was perched on her side, one arm curved up in between her cleavage; hand in a fist, the other arm lying innocuously across her boyfriend’s shoulders. Her dark hair spilled down her neck and shoulders, both framing her massive, soft and completely natural bosom and also pooling down around her body. Her face was soft, her eyes wide and Blue, cheeks rosy and neck long and slender. Her body was shaped like an hourglass, her waist tiny and her hips wide, curving out to strong hairy legs and a massive bubble butt tempting to male. And rising out from her pelvis from a large ball sack was a truly gigantic penis that would be the envy of any male. It dwarfed any he’d seen on his peers while in the hot springs or in the porn magazines he’d sometimes pursued for inspiration on new perverted jutsu. Needless to say, at sixteen inches it put his prior eight inch penis to shame easily.


“Naru-chan,” Hinata broke the silence between them, beckoning towards her by tugging at his neck, “I want to fuck you,” she pleaded to him. Interestingly enough, Naruto didn’t doubt her, as her sex was very erect and pressing up against the bottom of her giant tits.


Mouth dry, Naruto let his Futanari friend pull him towards her, accepting her needy kiss on his lips and letting her dictate where they went from here. He knew of some of what sex entailed, but he was hopelessly a virgin and he’d never given thought about what would be required for a relationship between two males to work, regardless if one of those males looked convincingly like a Futanari, complete with apparently real breasts.


To prove the thought correct, Hinata urged him to place both his hands onto her giant breasts and massaged the soft flesh. The first contact of his warm flesh on hers caused her to moan into his mouth, pulling away from his lips just to gasp, “More…”


So Naruto let go of restraint and began to gleefully maul at her tits, making her squeak and moan lustfully as he tugged and rolled her flesh while demanding her to continue her addicting kisses. His fingers pinched at the dark nubs at the center of those massive globes, feeling them bead and tighten under his clutch. Soon, Hinata pulled away from the kiss only to push Naruto’s face down to her chest.


“Suck them,” she order, desperately, and Naruto complied with fervor, clamping his lips around Hinata’s right nipple and trying to imitate her earlier actions by sucking heartily at her breasts. The sounds of Hinata gasping and crying out, the feeling of her fingers in his hair, nails scratching at his scalp and ears, and the sensation of her cock pulsing with need underneath him was all overriding all his thoughts and reasons. The only concern he had was her, and just how good she made him feel.


She pulled him away from her right teat, the nipple now swollen and red to go with the dark areola, to push him at her left, and he went willingly, desperately clamping his lips around the new offering and suckling heartily.


“More, Naruto, more!” she urged continually, glad as his hands went right on to fondling at her other breast and cock while he nursed on her. This was all better than she had ever dreamed the sensation of finally receiving Naruto’s touch more than she could be, and she loved it. And Naruto was only too quick to give into her requests, prompting her to hug him to her bountiful chest and squeal urgently for his touch.


It was too much…


Hinata pushed him away from her chest, panting for breath. Naruto was panting right along with her, somehow experiencing some level of pleasure just by helping her find hers. And this fact was distracting the Futanari.


They both sat up, naked in the chilly room, alone, horny, and ready to give each other everything that they could. Hinata’s eyes flicked to the bed, hoping.


“Naru-chan…do…d-do you want to…t-to c-continue?” Hinata fidgeted, desperately wanting him to say yes, but knowing it was a lot to finally seal the deal between them. Naruto grinned, drunk now with lust rather than the alcohol that had fled his bloodstream after all their conversation and actions.


Naruto slowly stood, offering his hand to his Futanari friend, and as she accepted, quickly rising, her soft and tantalizing body bouncy with the sudden movement, Naruto spoke to her.


“Of course, Hina-chan,” Naruto agreed, reaching out to her and pressing their bodies together as they kissed. Hinata was good three inches taller than her boyfriend. Hinata murmured prayers and her affections into the kiss, pushing her boyfriend against the bed. He didn’t fight her as she slowly pushed him down to lie on his back, climbing over him to stare lovingly into his eyes.


“I love you,” Hinata professed again, making the man smile. They crawled to the head of the bed, pressing against each other as she continued to murmur her love and devotion into his flesh as she explored his body.


Naruto lay gasping on the bed, euphoric at the attention and the love that she was freely giving him. All his life he’d prayed and wished deeply for someone, anyone to love him, either as family, a friend, or as Hinata did; a lover. Now, Hinata was his and he was Hinata’s. She accepted him, all his oddities and even his curse, and he accepted her, especially since he was only now realizing that she completed him in ways that he had never known he needed to be completed.


And then she pulled his legs up onto her shoulders, raining a hail of kisses and flicks of her tongue across his soft penis, suckling on what Kaguya had left of his male flesh, before dipping down under his now shriveled balls to lap at the crinkled opening of his star.


At the first touch of her tongue on his asshhole, a fire the likes Naruto had never known defused into the rest of his body. As the onset of the curse became known to him, and as his relationship with Hinata had progressed, he’d felt just how his arousal affected that part of his body, and had sometimes given into the compulsion to play with himself in the hopes of ridding himself of his desires. But it had never quite been as intense as this!


Hinata suckled, nipped, tongued, and slurped at the asshole, a fire of her own building in her loins at the erotic cries and gasps of her lover at her attentions. She’d sometimes fantasized in her youth about getting to fuck Naruto this way, but she’d always known that shinobi and men in general didn’t really like anyone playing with their assholes unless they really trusted their lovers. She’d always had confidence issues, especially since Naruto always seemed to favor other Futanaris over her. So she never thought that they’d ever get to the point that he’d find it acceptable to let her have her way with him beyond just being the submissive to Naruto’s dominant. But now, thanks to luck, a curse, and love of all things, she was the dominant and Naruto was the submissive.


The taste of Naruto was surprisingly clean, something that she might have asked about if she wasn’t being driven mad with arousal by the taste of him, the touch of him, and the sound and scent of him writhing in ecstasy underneath her. Sometimes, it felt as if she’d been wishing and hoping that he’d accept her, all of her, for forever now, and the knowledge that she now had him so completely were driving her crazy with the need to sink into him.


“Hina-chaaaannn, stoooooppp! If you d…d-don’t, I’ll…!” Naruto cried his euphoria, the expulsion of which drove all reason out of Hinata’s mind as she began to demandingly and frantically thrust her tongue into the ring of his star. Naruto’s return squeal was the greatest thing she’d ever heard in her fucking life!


Cum, cum, cum for me, you fucking sissy bitch! Hinata screamed in her mind as she continued to tongue fuck his ass, feeling him beginning to clamp down on her as she tongued him into a completely hands free anal orgasm.


“HINA-CHAN!” Naruto shrieked to the high heavens. Hinata heard his wail, felt his body suddenly lock, his asshole clamping, and immediately withdrew from his ass to suck the head of his flaccid penis into her mouth.


“AH!!” a rush of warmth expelled into her mouth and across her tongue, the taste of which made the heiress groaned in appreciation and close her eyes to savor the taste. Naruto’s seed was better than she could have ever imagined. She’d dreamed of one day tasting it for herself, and now she was finding it hard to imagine ever giving it up for anything.


She gulped and suckled and slathered his soft prick for the next few minutes. He’d cum for half a minute, about twice as much as the ordinary male, and she’d been so completely in love with the taste on first contact that she just sat there for several minutes nursing on his prick as she tried to drink in every single drop.


Eventually, she had to relent. Pulling him from her mouth, she looked up to see him watching her, blushing from his face to his stomach, sweating heavily and panting a storm. She grinned happily and slyly, pleased when he didn’t shy away from kissing her when she raised back up to plant her lips against his. The taste of his mouth after all this that they’d shared between each other was driving her completely insane.


She pressed a kiss to his throat, then to his collarbone, then to his chest and stomach, and finally knelt between his legs.


Looking to her boyfriend pleadingly, Hinata begged, “I really need to fuck you Naru-chan, now.”


Naruto grinned in honest joy, lust, love and trust displayed openly to her as he nodded. “I’m glad you’re so masculine down there, Hinata.” He admitted, making Hinata blush prettily and grin from ear to ear, positively shining with her own happiness.


“Mmmmhhmmm,” Hinata agreed, slapping her cock onto his soft and now tiny package, making her boyfriend jump before letting out an erotic groan. “It makes things so much easier if I’m the man in our relationship now that your cock is useless.” She stuck her tongue out at the boy at his halfhearted glare, and amending, “I’m teasing you. I love you even with the curse, you dummy. I was like to fuck with my cock only and never let anybody fuck me in my pussy.”


Hinata pulled back, lifting the boy’s legs to hang over her shoulders, before wedging the fat head of her cock against his entrance. Naruto twitched at the keen heat, biting his lip as he looked up into his Futanari friend’s eyes with worry.


“Gentle, please?” he requested. Hinata groaned, but gave an accepting nod.


“I’ll…t-try,” Hinata laughed. Naruto bit his lip again and nodded his acceptance.


And then, Hinata was pushing, gently at first, but as Naruto’s hole resisted her attempts to enter she began to push down hard until she was nearly forcing it in. Naruto was crying underneath her, clenching his teeth and shutting his eyes against the pain. Then, with a sudden, loud pop, Hinata managed to force her meaty head into her lover.


Hinata breathed deeply, concentrating on stopping her gut reaction to pound all of it into her boyfriend, but it was a very near thing. It was Naruto’s pained expression that kept her focused; not liking the knowledge that she was hurting her one true love. Naruto’s agonized whimpers were like a knife wound, almost feeling as if she was being physically harmed by them. Despite her lust, Hinata found herself reaching out to brush at his teary eyes while whispering soothingly.


He trembled and wept at the pain, but even so, there was some euphoria to finally having her connected with him. Granted, the act of pushing herself inside his anus was not as either of them envisioned for their first time together, but they were just thankful that they could still express their love despite the problems that had continually confronted them since Hinata had originally confessed to him.


And through the pain, Naruto opened his eyes, to stare transfixed at Hinata’s concerned visage. Such love, affection, devotion and lust was too much for his body to handle, to know the honest to the gods truth that someone finally loved him overriding everything so that Naruto clutched desperately to her even whilst giving an orgasmic cry as he expelled himself onto his own stomach.


Hinata shivered at the cry, worried at the apparently pained filled scream, until she felt the wet splatter of male ejaculation across their stomachs. Naruto’s arms around her neck prevented her from seeing the effects of their copulation, but there could be no doubting that sticky warmth that was firing between their bodies even as her boyfriend continued to wail.


Finally, Naruto spent himself of his newest orgasm, hanging limply from her neck while gazing star struck into her Blue eyes with such utter love and complete devotion that Hinata found herself smiling fondly, before she leaned her face down to indulgently rub the boy’s cheek with her nose.


“Mmm…Naruto, you naughty boy,” Hinata giggled, feeling her boyfriend shudder underneath her as she began whispering erotically into his ear. “Cumming like that, all just from having a stiff she-cock stuffed right up your bum?” she tugged at the lobe, suckling on ruby red flesh as her lover’s blush burned on his face.


“Hina-chan,” Naruto whispered, before crying out again as she slowly pressed down with her hips, pushing another few inches of her shaft into his butthole.


“Don’t worry, no one’s here to watch,” Hinata urged, wanting to see more of those lusty reactions he had to being stuffed by her cock. “You can be as girly as you want. I want you to be girly.”


Naruto avoided her gaze, but his arms were still wrapped around her neck, and she was pressing him nearly in half as she still had his legs hanging on her shoulders. He turned his head, blush on full burn, and bit at his lips in an insecure gesture that was driving reason from Hinata’s mind.


“R-really?” he asked hesitantly. Hinata smiled, pressing her lips to his face again.


“Mmmhhmmm…” Hinata giggled at his squeak as she managed to stuff another few inches into him. “It’s a huge turn on…seeing that you love my cock so much…”


Naruto’s eyes flickered back to her face, eyes half-lidded while whimpering as she forced another couple inches in. Nearly ten inches in and he wasn’t showing any signs of discomfort, good.


“Hina-chan,” he gasped, before Hinata silenced him as she claimed his lips with hers and thrust another few inches in.


Finally, after a couple of minutes of distracting him with her lips and her hands groping at his chest, she finally managed to work her prick balls deep into his anus. Finally filled to full with his Futanari friend’s massive erection, Naruto could do nothing but squeal into her mouth and expel another hearty load between their bodies.


Hinata clenched her eyes shut and grunted into Naruto’s mouth. It was the second time he’d had an orgasm with her inside him, but now, with all of her flesh sheathed in his ass she could feel the full effects of his body clenching with his orgasm. As she was a virgin, she also naturally didn’t have that much staying power. She shuddered against him, pulling out nearly to the head before stuffing herself back inside. She needed to set up a rhythm, because she was determined not to cum until she at least got him off one more time.


Naruto shuddered against her, wriggling as she sunk back into him, head jerking back, eyes clenched tight and teeth clenched as waves of pleasure took his breath away. He was helpless to resist as Hinata began a quick pace, pressing his body into the mattress and fucking him hard. All he could do was hang onto her neck and bite down onto the sheets that covered the bed, hoping that he could survive this.


He’d never given thought to the possibility that anal sex could feel so painful. After Kakashi’s first bell test he’d pretty much figured that his ass was an exit only. Somehow, the way that Hinata was pounding her big cock into his ass was drowning him in a pleasure that exceeded any he’d known from Cumming with his penis.


Neither would know that Kaguya’s curse did more than shrink his cock and balls and make his penis permanently flaccid. It had also deadened the way the nerves in his ass felt pain and heightened the way they felt pleasure. It was the ultimate revenge. Because he’d dared to defy her, his goddess and his grandmother, she made sure that he’d live the rest of his left as a sissy cock addicted slut.


Neither Hinata nor Naruto was aware of this fact, nor would they care if told of this during this moment. All that mattered was the way Hinata felt inside Naruto’s ass or the way Naruto’s ass felt wrapped around Hinata’s cock.


Of course, being virgins meant neither had the stamina to continue for long. Hinata had never had the pleasure of fucking something warm and welcoming with her cock and Naruto had never felt the pleasure of ever orgasming with his ass, so within moments of Naruto’s last hands free anal orgasm, Naruto felt another coming along, and the feeling of Naruto’s body tensing around hers was pushing Hinata to her very limits. Hinata dearly hoped that she could last much longer, and Naruto dearly hoped that he could finally feel Hinata explode inside him.


Gasping for breath, Hinata paused for only a moment before beginning again as she quickly tried to express her problem to her love.


“Naru…I’m…going to c-cum soon…do you want it…o-outside?” she panted for breath, hoping that she could last long enough to get an answer. Almost immediately she felt Naruto’s body tightening even harder around her, as she’d unknowingly helped push Naruto further towards his own release.


“Inside!” he demanded immediately, clenching his arms and legs down on her neck and shoulders, growling through his teeth and glaring up at her, daring her to refute his answer. Hinata grinned viscously, the expression more like a grimace as she immediately began throwing all her weight into her thrusts, determined to give him everything that she had now that he had given her his acceptance.


When it came neither of them were ready, but both wanted it. Hinata fired off a few quick thrusts, before feeling her balls contract and her shaft pulse deep inside her lover. At the same time, Naruto screamed her name, cumming around her cock and bursting another impressive load over their stomachs and chests. His tightening anus milked her shaft with all the demand of slut demented with the addiction for cocks. Hinata pressed him hard into the mattress, growling through clenched teeth as she began firing off her most impressive load to date. The explosion of which was so powerful that they both saw stars in their eyes, clenching and twitching around each other helplessly, uncomprehending of just why everything was just so much better together.


Minutes later, they both relaxed into the now messy and sticky sheets, humming and giggly tiredly while musing with each other’s hair and sharing tender kisses full of love and devotion.


Both Hinata and Naruto snuggled tiredly against each other, whispering quiet expressions of their love while reflecting on their relationship. The exhaustion was kicking in, so that they were beginning to fade from consciousness, when Naruto unknowingly mumbled a question to her.


Hinata smiled happily, leaning over to whisper into his ear. Naruto smiled his own happiness, laying his cheek across her right breast as she stroked her fingers through his sweaty man hair.


Smiling indulgently at her now slumbering boyfriend, Hinata reflected that she’d need to have this conversation with him again in the morning when they were well rested. But she didn’t think he’d disagree with his subconscious proposal. He never went back on his word, after all.


And so, Hinata fell asleep while imagining what the rest of her life would be like with her new fiancé.