"Thanks, Hinago, really this is great," Sakura practically cooed at me. We had just exited the water and were starting on the lunch I'd packed us, sushi took a lot of work, but this was kind of a special occasion, and it was good. We both ate eagerly under the beach umbrella, long towels the only thing between us and the sand. Well, and the bathing suits.
I had a simple pair of shorts, whereas my date wore a red two-piece, though not a particularly salacious one.
We didn't share a word until the plate was half empty.
"So um…" she began making me pause and look at her. "I brought a bottle of Chardonnay, would you like some?" she asked, seeming suddenly bashful. I rarely drank alcohol and never brought it along on picnics, unless Naruko expressly requested it, the reason for that I gave.
"Oh you go ahead, I… get a little weird when I drink,"
"Y-yeah," she said immediately, surprising me. "Naruko told me," her eyes fell on the plate between us. "I'd…kind of like to see it," she asked boldly.
Goddamn it of course. Why else would she bring alcohol?
"What brought this on?" I asked bluntly, though keeping the anger out of my tone. She seemed embarrassed, apologetic even.
"You don't have to drink, Hinago, it's okay. This is all still really nice of you," she offered, the faint embarrassment in her voice turning from hopeful to miserable.
"Naruko would probably agree to have you come… drink with both us, you know?" I offered, though that wasn't a fact I was happy about, my wife's continued infatuation with Sakura.
"Yeah and she'd ogle and grope and slobber and eyefuck me the whole time," she replied, suddenly dropping the code, "I'm not attracted to Naruko Nago!" she complained. "It's fine, forget I offered," she said, seeming to just barely keep a grip of herself as she pulled the bottle back.
I grabbed her wrist.
"Sakura, you know I'll absolutely never leave Naruko right?" I began, making one small compromise with myself.
"I know!" she assured. "It's just, she bragged about you and put it in my head and it's just been so long since I've had any sort of…intimacy," she rambled, eyes starting to water, cracks in the damn.
Goddamn it why did Naruko 'brag' about our private lives? To Sakura, this knockout of a woman I regularly took on unaccompanied dates? Did she think I was still faithful to her and get a kick out of tempting me? For lord's sake, I was only human!
"Do you have a cork remover?" I asked, making her suddenly pause and quieten down.
"I.. y-yeah of course," she declared, blinking back tears as a radiant smile appeared on her face.
Again that simple thought surfaced. What was one more time? One more woman?
She poured herself a cup first, even taking a drink. She was excited, her perfectly manicured fingernails clicked slightly against the glass. Oh, look at those, did she get them done before this? Nice nails didn't last long working in a hospital I imagine. Come to think of it she was being a bit more touchy-physical when we were out in the water too. Maybe she had decided to try and seduce me before she just, more or less, blatantly asked for me. If she had I'd failed to notice it.
"Your such an elegant woman, Sakura," I said, feeling bad at the possibility of having done that. I'd continued to look at her small, dainty hand, but her cheeks grew a matching pink in my peripheral vision.
"Oh?" she asked, still shyer than I expected, looking at the cup as she filled it up tall and handed it over. I brushed my fingers slowly over hers as I grabbed it, taking a deep breath, and chugging down the liquid in one long gulp. When I looked back at her she was once more not meeting my eyes, smiling with a slight blush and staring intently at the ocean.
I refilled my cup, as tall as the first one, taking my time to nurse it this time.
It didn't taste good, wine always just seemed like juice with an almost painful aftertaste. The only nasty thing about this otherwise lovely outdoor moment. Seriously, you might as well just drink juice! So why was I drinking it?
Why the hell was I paying attention to anything else when this was in front of me?
Sakura eeped in the most adorable way as my arms enveloped her. Just as I thought, her hair smelled like strawberries. My chin was resting on her shoulder as I sniffed, I realized this on a lag, and also realized that she had amazingly soft skin.
"Hinago!" she gasped out, voice trailing off into a laugh as my nostrils moved down to her body. It just smelled like the ocean, but she seemed to be enjoying it and that was nice. She was such a nice woman. Such an amazing woman, I wonder how many lives she'd saved since graduating? A bunch I bet, especially with her service during the war. So selfless. Sakura deserved to enjoy herself. Why didn't she come over more, spend time with friends instead of that sad empty house?
She broke out into a trail of laughs and I realized I was nibbling on her neck.
My cock was getting hard. I realized it quite suddenly, only then really appreciating the wonderfully soft bum squirming on top of it. It was easy to slip it out of the trunks, Sakura required more effort. To that end, she was pushed off, down into the sand with a messy plop.
"Hinago!" she parroted, this time somewhere between aghast and amused. I didn't have time to answer, removing that soggy little red barrier required utmost concentration. We weren't completely dry yet, would that be a problem? Well, just to be safe.
I licked her all over where I'd be entering, making sure any morsel of saltiness was wiped away, safely swallowed. An extra loud scream made me aware of the fact she was screaming. It should be fine, this beach was pretty sparse during the middle of the day, part of the reason it was worth driving so far up for it. A nice private time with Sakura, that's what we both wanted right? What on earth else were we going to do?
I felt ridiculous for ever thinking this might not happen.
"Oh Hinago, OH NAGO!" she screamed, gripping my head with those beautiful, feminine hands. Why was I thinking about her hands? Probably because they were trying to pull my hair out. I shifted my hands to grip her wrists, firmly but gently, and forced her to release me.
She didn't seem to mind after I pinned both hands under my own.
It was so erotic was a noisy lover she was. Didn't Sasuke use to call her noisy woman or something? Gah Sasuke was such a jerk, served him right that someone was properly appreciating his wonderful wife. Her hands squeezed my fingers hard enough to hurt, she even hurt my ears with the pitch of the yell she released. I'd have to remember to cover her mouth when I put it in her.
"Boy you two are hard to track," a sarcastic voice quipped.
Sakura screamed again, shorter.
I sat up in a bit of a daze, smiling at the lovely site that approached me. Ino's swimsuit looked a lot like that unbearably sexy dress, two slants of purple just barely covering her tits, joining together on the lower end to just barely cover that snatch. All her limbs were on full display as she closed in the last few yards on us.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sakura said, starting to stand, and starting to freak out.
I amended both issues by pulling her into a hug against my shoulder, giving a reassuring squeeze as Ino answered.
"Oh give me some credit Sakura, you think I didn't know exactly what would you would do after I told you about our wonderful night together? I just had to come see, for myself," I chuckled at the pun, but Sakura seemed horrified. Wait why was Ino waving her cell phone like that.
I didn't have time to ponder this as she quickly kneeled right on top of me, a limber leg on either side of my body.
"And you, you've been a very naughty man," she scolded, poking me in the cheek before she kissed me, completely ignoring that gasp of indignation that came from somewhere on my left. "You're supposed to visit me at least three times a week, I made you a schedule and everything," she pouted, slouching down lightly.
"Shit Ino I'm sorry I just-"
"Do not apologize you oaf! You shouldn't be visiting her at all! You shouldn't be having sex with anyone except Naruko!"
"Uh, hey pot, meet kettle," Ino teased, giving me another sloppy kiss as Sakura replied.
"You fucking slut! You- you couldn't find any other time to do this? Literally any?" she shrieked. In the time that sentence took Ino had managed to get me onto my back in the sand, moaning in delight into our liplock and grinding against my bulge. She broke the kiss to reply.
"I needed the pictures though," she explained as if that was an unavoidable errand. Why did she need pictures again? It was hard to think with a tongue in my mouth and a wonderful, soft body against me. She was even softer than Hinata, in a way, less squish more smooth. Her skin was just so flawless.
"GAH!" she choked out when I slid inside her. Oh god, she was just as soft on the inside, she was like a living doll built by the greatest, perviest scientist in the world. Her body was just perfect for sex.
"Hinago!" Sakura called, tears in her eyes slowing me down.
"It's okay Sakura, come here, please?"
Ino was upright and bouncing on my cock now, groaning with delight as my date inched closer. I gripped her arm with mine and, with some effort, forced her down onto her side next to me.
"Everything'll be okay, it'll be just the two of us next week won't it? We'll be careful to not tell her where we're going," I suggested, giving a reassuring kiss that she gasped into. "Your beautiful too, your both so beautiful I'll be able to love you too," I promised before returning my lips to hers. Such a soft, sexy mouth, so pink and plump and perfect. How had I never snuck a taste of them before?
Well, it was time to make up for lost time.
I used my left arm to keep us joined, enthusiastically enjoying her lips as I brought my head back to rest, flat on the sand. Before long she rested some of her weight on my chest, one hand coming up to the collarbone and gripping me firmly.
Ino speeding up caused me to groan down her throat, squeeze her head a little tighter, and open my eyes. The blonde beauty was jumping like a jackhammer on my rod, making me feel so good with her body. I brought my free hand up to squeeze her sinfully soft thighs in appreciation for the energetic hops.
She screamed out her pleasure to the world, making my heart swell with pride knowing that I caused it, I made a grown-ass woman scream at the top of her lungs basically just by hugging her. I was orgasming myself before I realized it. We both sucked in a few deep breaths. My mouth slacking against our mutual friend's face.
"Whew, okay, you can have him back," my sexy blonde lover declared, taking to her feet and leaving me flat on my back. "But you better start coming over!" she demanded, earning an immediate apology and assurance of obedience.
It's not like I didn't like Ino, or that I didn't thoroughly enjoy joining with her, I just had my plate full. There was a woman I loved who'd just discovered a passionate love for sex and wanted me to get her pregnant. Plus my wife! Oh fuck my wife. Would she be mad at me for this? No, it was fine, I'd already had sex with Ino it was okay.
A sniffle brought my attention back to my date.
"Shit Sakura I'm sorry that happened," I offered, pulling her closer and onto my chest. She seemed to fight this motion for half a second, before resting her face there. "I meant it you know, your beautiful too, your so colorful and cute and sexy," I said, hand finding my way to her ass. "And your such a better person than her, you'd never interrupt someone's date like that, and she'd never dedicate her life to being the best doctor ever either," I said, rolling over on top of her, noting the sharp inhale of air she replied.
Both hands came up to grip her head, holding her in place as we kissed, she was kissing back, so I guess everything was fine now.
"Such an amazing woman, can I still make you feel good my little candy?" I asked after another couple minutes of making out.
"Yes…" was all she muttered, looking towards the water and sounding utterly defeated.
All the same her cries rang out just like before as I inserted myself.
We lay molded together, legs entwined, her arms around my back, my own hands still holding that sexy, pristine face still for me. Our mouths remained unbroken for the entirely of our lovemaking, gently pecked and massaging each other until she screamed into my throat, popping me off like she'd said the password.
We came apart but said nothing.
The soft crashing of the tide, the gentle call of sea birds, it was such a wonderful day.
Thanks for reading, next chapter, Good News, features Hinata!
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