Hinata sighed for the nth time. She's been dating Naruto for five months and it was the best time of her life. Maybe she was exaggerating but she has never felt so alive before. He was a doting boyfriend, the one that every girl wants. He would text her the moment she left her class (he memorized her schedule) and ask how she was faring. He'll stop by her apartment with the excuse to help with his homework but at the end they will cuddle and steal kisses from the other before she asks if he'll like to stay for dinner. Some nights he'll sleep over and she'll feel his body press up against her as he hugs her closer and places his leg over her own. It was sweet, something she thought she'll never experience. Not that her other boyfriends didn't do the same. They did. It was just with Naruto it felt different. A good different.
She wondered if, maybe, he was the one.
"Excuse me." She snapped out of her thoughts and blushed when a man smiled at her knowingly. She was running the sex shop today. It was a Friday and her friends called in for a quick favor before they left to attend a show for a bachelorette party. Not that she didn't mind. After all, she has many good memories here despite it being very a sexual place.
"How may I help you?" she asked politely, immediately taking in a professional tone.
The man smiled and placed a silicon vagina on the counter along with lube and a cock ring. Hinata, by now, was used to seeing erotic toys but it still left her embarrass—just a bit—and the occasional blush will surface.
"Will this be all?"
He leaned against the counter and gave her a flirtatious smirk, his eyes lingering on hers. "Yeah, how much is it?"
She, missing his move, ringed up the total and said, "It'll be $25."
He gave her a thirty and grabbed the bag. He was walking away before she even put the money in. "Keep the change." He smiled once more at her and left the shop.
Hinata bit her lip, feeling bad that he left a five dollar tip but business was business. Her phone vibrated and she glanced at the time. 7:15 p.m. She picked up her phone, glanced around to see if there were any more customers, and unlocked it. She smiled when she saw it was a text from Naruto and replied quickly, putting her phone down.
She's busy tonight once again, not that she's complaining.
Naruto decided to surprise his girlfriend with dinner at her studio. Of course he asked beforehand if he can enter her lot but he may have—he did—purposely forgot to mention that he'll be bringing dinner over and make the whole kitchen look romantic. He nodded, proud of himself. He was always dense in the ways of romance. His past experiences with dates always failed because he couldn't get the atmosphere right. He tried to flirt but it came out sounding worse than he imagined. At some point, he just gave up in the whole concept. But Hinata was different. His past girlfriends were always so loud, so out there, but Hinata was like a fresh of breath air, a different view of seeing something he always thought that looked the same. She tried to please him in every way possible. She always encouraged him when he felt that he was doing horrible on something he was working on. She smiled at the worst situations and guides him through very stressful days. Her texts were always asking if he was okay or how his day was. She'll try to make him feel special—something he was not used to—and by god she accomplished that goal. He never felt so bright in his life. He was seeing things differently and he didn't quite mind.
He heard her door unlocked and he stood up, eager to see her expression. Her eyes first looked at him and she smiled, the corner of her eyes crinkling with a happiness he can only bring. Then her gaze fell to the dimly lit kitchen that had ramen with a vase in the middle containing a dozen roses. He smiled sheepishly when she looked back at him. She closed the door and placed her bag and sweater on the couch. She walked towards him and hugged him in greeting before stepping back and grabbing his hands.
"Did you do this?" she asked quietly, awe in her tone.
"Yeah," he answered just as low, afraid that maybe she didn't appreciate it. "I, uh, wanted to surprise you since you always surprise me by taking me to my favorite café or restaurant. Do…do you like it?"
"I love it!" She hugged him tightly and kissed his chin. She then laid her head on his chest. "Thank you for taking your time to do this."
"Aw no problem, babe." He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. "C'mon, let's eat before the ramen gets cold!"
She giggled as he bounded to the kitchen and she followed suit.
Their night was filled with laughter and non-accomplishable flirting. But it was wonderful because it was just the two of them having fun and feeling loved. After finishing their meal and cleaning up, they decided to cuddle on her bed while watching a show on television. Naruto snuck a glance at Hinata and bravely pecked her on her cheek. She turned around and she noticed the glint in his eyes as he lowered his face to hers. She pressed her lips against his and felt him respond by taking in a sharp breath through his nose. He cupped the back of her neck and pushed her closer while simultaneously pushing her down with his body.
He moved his lips against hers and stuck his tongue inside her mouth. Their tongues touched and he became frantic in his movement. He shoved his tongue as deep as it can get, running it all over her mouth before moving away and swallowing her saliva. She was panting, her body warm from their activity and her vagina pulsing with need. She kissed him once more, moving her lips down his neck and nibbling here and there. This was a routine. Heavy make out sessions was all they do when in the private of their rooms. His hands roamed her body and stopped at the bottom of her back. He pressed her pelvis closer to his and grinded on her, making her bit his neck. He groaned from the painful pleasure that shot throughout his body and moved against her again. He tilted her head back and kissed her beautiful lips, moving against them as he grinded against her. His penis twitched and hardened, making him grinds against her more than he can control.
Hinata was aching. She was still a virgin—a topic she was afraid to confess in fear of Naruto's reaction—so she doesn't know how a dick would feel inside of her. But what she does know is the pleasure of sex, as told by her friends. Sometimes during late nights as she lays awake thinking about Naruto and their sensual activities, she'll feel a pulse down there and sometimes a need for him. A need that can only be satisfied by having sex. But she was afraid. What if she was no good? What if he has experience and she fails to achieve his sexual hopes?
Her train of thoughts were broken when he kissed her on her neck and slowly moved down to her collarbone.
"Can I take off your shirt?"
He was hard and horny. He wanted to take Hinata here and now. But it wasn't only to satisfy his dick with the feeling of her vagina surrounding him. It was more like claiming what's his and feeling connected. Maybe it was too soon to have sex or maybe he's being a hypocrite but he wants to have sex with her. He never thought that this would happen so soon. He tries to think on why he changed his mind so quickly but right now it was a bit too hard considering his hard dick was pressed up against her rather hot vagina. Clothes in between, it doesn't matter. He wants more.
The feeling of pleasure suddenly stopped when she heard his request. Hinata was always a self-conscious woman ever since she hit puberty. Her breasts were bigger than girls her age and she'll always attract unwanted attention. Not only that but she began to notice that she wasn't necessarily thin like the rest of her friends. She had large thighs with a bit of a belly and wide hips. Stretch marks were sprayed out on her stomach and ever since she discovered a magazine and saw a model with a flat tummy with perfect skin, she was afraid to wear specific clothes. Would Naruto be disgusted?
He saw her recoil and he immediately stopped his ministrations. Did he say something wrong? What if she doesn't want this? He moved away and wiped away some strands of hair out of her face. He looked into her eyes and saw fear and nervousness.
"What's wrong?"
"I…" How does she tell him that she's afraid of how he'll see her body?
"Hinata." She looked up and gasped when he kissed her on the lips. It was sweet, longing, and warm. It took her breath away. He parted from her and kissed her nose, his smile tight. "We can stop if you want."
She didn't want to stop. She wanted more. "Naruto…" She collected herself and cupped his cheek. Be honest, Hinata. Be honest. "What if…you don't like what you see?"
He nearly burst out in laughter. Not like what he sees? "Hinata," he smiled and kissed her once more, "I like what I see. I like it so much that my little friend," he pressed up against her making her arch, "got hard by just seeing you. I like you for you and your beautiful body is just a bonus. I promise," he grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles, "that I will praise your body like you were my own goddess." She smiled at that and he laughed, kissing her once more.
"Y-Yes, you can take off my shirt." He smiled and she threw her head back when he took it of .
"Beautiful," he breathed out, taking in the view. He saw the stretch marks, yes, but he doesn't mind. They're just something that makes her even more beautiful in his eyes. What he wants now is to pleasure her and nothing else. He grabbed one of her breasts and through the fabric of her bra, he saw her harden nipple. He ran his thumb over it and looked up. He saw how she closed her eyes in pleasure, panting loudly. She felt a tingle run up and down her body the more he touched her nipples. They were sensitive and hard and wanting attention. She was thrusting by now and was close to whining. But was she ready to take it to the next step?
"Hinata." She opened her eyes and looked at him. "I think we should stop for now." Involuntarily she gave him a look of hurt. "No, it's not you!" He sat up, still straddling her body. "I just…" He looked down at his bulge and she followed, her face turning a nice shade of red.
"You're not ready yet?" she asked quietly.
"I just don't want to have sex with you because I need it. You're so damn hot that it's hard not to pounce on you, ya know." He laughed and she giggled as well.
"I suppose I'm not ready too…I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize." He got off the bed and grabbed her shirt, handing it to her and kissing her nose. "I don't want to push things too fast. I think we'll both know when we're ready." He crawled next to her and kissed her cheek, his erection still bothering him. He'll have to take a cold shower. "Is it alright if I sleep over? And take a shower." He smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Of course, Naruto." She sat up and kissed his lips. He jumped off of bed and took his shirt, turning back to wink at her.
Once the door to the bathroom closed, Hinata can breathe once more. When will she—both of them—be ready to have sex? Her vagina pulsed and she rubbed her thighs together. Maybe it'll be soon.
Hours later, they find themselves cuddling close together. Neither felt the need to sleep despite it being one in the morning. He couldn't help but stare at her beautiful face, her eyes shining with a love that left him ridiculously happy. She loved the way he looked at her, love struck with such a gentle smile that it soothes her soul.
"I love you," he confessed suddenly, a look in his blue eyes that made her gape and a serious glint that meant he was telling her from the bottom of his soul.
Her eyes tear up and he rubbed her nose. "I love you too, Naruto." It felt good, saying these words yet it didn't reflect how she feels deep down inside.
They finally fell asleep. Their bodies were close and their hearts beat in unison.
