[* 3rd Person POV *] The first time Naruto pulled out, Hinata’s empty, fluttering pussy gave a soft, involuntary twitch, as if it already missed the thick stretch.
But he was not finished.
He flipped her onto her stomach with surprising gentleness, sliding a pillow under her hips so her back arched perfectly.
His hands settled on her waist, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh above her ass.
When he pushed back inside her, it was slow, deliberate, inch by inch, until his heavy balls rested flush against her clit.
Hinata moaned into the pillow, the new angle letting him sink even deeper.
Every ridge of his cock dragged along her front wall, brushing that spot that made her see stars.
Naruto stayed like that for long minutes, rocking his hips in tiny, controlled circles, letting her feel every vein, every pulse.
“Feel that?” he whispered against her ear, voice rough with pleasure.
“That’s your pussy gripping me like it never wants me to leave.
You were made for this, Hinata.
Made to take all of me.” She could only whimper in response, pushing back to meet him, desperate and trembling.
The rhythm built gradually slow rolls of his hips that turned into steady, deep thrusts.
Each one dragged over her cervix, and Hinata felt her womb clench around him like it was trying to pull him deeper.
He’s hitting so deep… I can feel him touching something inside me… I’ve never been this full… this loved… Naruto reached around and found her clit, rubbing slow, perfect circles while he fucked her.
Hinata’s second orgasm built like a wave slow at first, then crashing.
She came with a choked cry, walls clamping down so hard her vision blurred.
Naruto groaned her name, hips stuttering as he followed her over the edge, flooding her again with thick, hot pulses of cum.
They stayed like that for what felt like hours, but was probably only minutes him buried deep, her trembling beneath him, both of them whispering soft praises between kisses.
Eventually he pulled out again.
Hinata whimpered at the loss, but he was already moving her into the next position.
He sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her into his lap facing him.
She straddled him slowly, sinking down until she was completely full.
Naruto’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her in long, lazy rolls.
Hinata’s breasts bounced with every movement.
She loved the way his cock filled her, the way her walls stretched around the thick head, the way his balls slapped gently against her ass.
She rode him like she had all the time in the world, savoring every inch, every thrust.
“You feel so good,” Naruto murmured, one hand sliding up to cup her breast, thumb brushing the nipple.
“This pussy was made for me.
Every time I come home it’s like coming home to paradise.” Hinata moaned, rocking faster, chasing her third orgasm of the night.
She came again, sobbing softly into his neck as her body shook.
Naruto followed, pulling her down hard and filling her with another heavy load.
They didn’t stop.
When he finally laid her back and slid between her thighs once more, it was slower, more intimate.
He kissed her deeply, tongues sliding in a lazy dance while he rocked inside her.
Hinata wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his back, whispering how much she loved him between every moan.
They changed positions again and again her on all fours while he gripped her hips and drove into her from behind, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing softly in the candlelit room.
He bent her over the edge of the bed, one hand in her hair, the other rubbing her clit until she came with a broken scream.
She rode him reverse cowgirl, watching over her shoulder as he thrust up into her, mesmerized by the sight of his cock disappearing into her again and again.
Every time she came, he praised her how beautiful she looked when she came, how perfect her pussy felt, how much he loved watching her fall apart for him.
Every time he came, he called her his wife, his goddess, his everything.
The potion kept them burning, turning them into mindless beasts who only wanted to fill each other, to breed each other, to lose themselves completely in the ecstasy.
Hinata squirted again and again, soaking the sheets beneath her, her voice hoarse from screaming his name.
Hours blurred into one endless, sweaty, orgasmic haze.
Only when the first pale rays of morning sunlight finally filtered through the heavy curtains did they finally collapse.
Exhausted, spent, completely spent.
Naruto rolled onto his back, pulling her limp body on top of his.
She collapsed against his chest, still impaled on his softening cock, their mixed fluids leaking out in a slow, sticky trickle down her thighs.
They were both nude, skin glistening with sweat, bodies trembling with aftershocks.
Hinata’s face was buried in his neck, tears of overwhelming bliss on her cheeks as she whispered, “I love you… I love you so much…” Naruto’s arms wrapped around her protectively, kissing her temple with one last, devoted kiss.
“I love you too, my perfect wife.” And as the sun rose higher, they stayed like that collapsed over each other, nude, completely in love, hearts beating in perfect, unbreakable sync.
Later that morning, the bedroom was quiet except for the soft sound of their breathing.
Sunlight poured through the windows, painting everything in warm gold.
Naruto lay on his back, one arm still loosely around Hinata’s waist, his softening cock resting against her thigh.
She was curled against him, face still pressed to his chest, fingers tracing lazy patterns over his skin.
Their bodies were sticky and warm, covered in dried sweat and the faint scent of sex.
A soft knock sounded at the door.
Hinata lifted her head, brows furrowing slightly.
Naruto’s eyes opened.
He didn’t move to cover himself.
The door opened without waiting.
Tsunade stepped inside.
She wore something completely different from her usual dark-green medic attire or her Hokage robes.
The outfit was unique to her rich, deep burgundy silk that hugged every curve like it had been tailored just for her body.
A high, slit skirt revealed long, powerful legs, and the top was a deep V-neck that showed the generous swell of her breasts without being vulgar.
A single gold chain rested at the hollow of her throat.
She looked… regal.
Seductive.
Incredibly gorgeous.
Naruto lay there completely naked, cock half-hard and glistening, Hinata still straddling his lap, their mixed fluids slowly leaking from her pussy.
Tsunade’s eyes didn’t linger on Hinata.
They zeroed in on Naruto’s cock.
A small, knowing smirk curved her lips as she closed the door behind her.
Naruto exhaled slowly, voice calm and warm.
“Morning, Tsunade.
You’re up early.” Tsunade’s gaze finally slid to Hinata, but her expression didn’t shift.
She simply tilted her head, eyes flicking to the scene before her with open appreciation.
“Looks like you two had a very productive night,” she said, voice smooth and low.
“Good morning, Hinata.
Hope the ‘special training’ went well.” Hinata’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away.
Instead, something unexpected bloomed inside her chest pride.
Warm, bright pride.
She could feel her pussy still twitching from the night before, still leaking Naruto’s cum, and now even Tsunade could see just how perfect he was.
Just how big, how thick, how much of him she had taken all night.
She sees it… she sees how good he is… how much I got to feel… I don’t even feel insecure fle some reason…
It’s… prideful…
Although…
I do wonder what state would She be turned into after my husband fucks her~ The thought shocked her for half a second, but it didn’t feel wrong.
It felt right.
Exciting.
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