WARNING: graphic content, adult/mature readers only. In fact some mature readers may decide this isn't for them. Read at your own risk.
NARUTO and its character are owned by Masashi Kishimoto.
Hinata reflected that it hadn't taken much to convince Aoba Yamashiro not only to follow her but to get his guard duty partner, Genma Shiranui to fetch his copy of Icha Icha Paradise and come along as well. Now they were in the woods north of Konoha with only one of Aoba's jutsus protecting the guard post. Hinata made a mental note to see Tsunade about seduction mission assignments first thing in the morning. Clearly, she had a gift.
Aoba was balls deep into her, pants around his ankles, jonin shirt and vest completely discarded. Though the man kept his sunglasses put. Hinata felt bark dig into her back and butt and relished the points of pain against the pleasure Aoba was giving her. Her hands were tied over her head and the rope went around the tree. A slight suggestion from her had Aoba overflowing with ideas.
Hinata cried out as Aoba lightly bit her nipple. "Augh! Come on, fuck me! Fuck me like you mean it!" She was sopping wet, but with her ankles tied to the tree only he could bring the brutality Hinata really wanted.
Aoba responded by jerking harder and faster, an iron grip on her hips offering no mercy.
On a log a few feet away Genma watched the two go at it. The senbon in his mouth waved lightly. And then he resumed reading out loud.
Junko sighed lavishly at Kazuhiko's heated touch. She leaned over her terrified prisoner, Eiko, and let her bare bosom slide over the other woman's bare, heaving chest. Eiko struggled fiercely but her tight bonds held ever fast. Junko smiled wickedly. She whispered into Eiko's ear, "Now, now, thrashing like that just thrills me more as you send your delicious body sliding around mine. Go ahead, keep it up. Kazuhiko-kun would like a show too."
Behind her Kazuhiko's hand found Junko's most private place and began a new, different exploration.
Eiko shook her head wildly, mutters and cries garbled against her gag.
Junko sighed ecstatically. "Can you hear that, Kazuhiko-kun? Eiko-chan can't wait to see what wickedness really looks like." She groaned loudly as Kazuhiko's clever fingers worked against her. "I hope you're ready quickly, I can't wait to have you in me!"
"Man," muttered Genma. "Out loud this crap really sounds terrible. It wasn't so bad when I read it by myself."
"No editorials!" called out Hinata. She gasped then as Aoba groaned into her throat. He bit her neck, grunting and groaning.
"Oh God!" He cried and then he stiffened and jerked sharply once, twice and finally he was done.
"Hm." Hinata wasn't even close to done. And that particular passage made her burn all the more to touch a woman. She tipped her head back against the tree and sighed.
"I...I'll get you down, uh, Hinata." Aoba sounded drowsy. He fumbled for his pants.
"Genma doesn't want me like this?" Hinata was a little surprised since Aoba had leaped at the chance to tie her up.
"Naw," answered Genma while Aoba pulled out a kunai and cut down the ropes binding her feet. "I kinda just want a blowjob."
"Oh." Hinata couldn't help the disappointment in her voice. She had once imagined two men at once would be more...intense. Her frustration went up yet another notch.
"Don't think it'll be that straightforward. I want you on your hands and knees. I want you to beg."
Hinata looked up. Genma had a very self-satisfied smirk on his face. Her tummy tightened. He wanted what? Aoba finished cutting the ropes around her hands. She rubbed the skin and looked at Genma expectantly. She took a step forward.
"Uh-uh," he shook his head. He pointed to the ground. "On your hands and knees, slut."
Hinata bristled but sank to her knees. She put her hands on the ground in front of her knees. She could feel the moisture roll from inside her and down her thighs. It was degrading. She felt a new feeling mix with arousal so sharp it made her shiver: anger. How dare he.
"Okay, come on over."
Hinata crawled the few feet until her head was between Genma's knees. She sat back on her ankles and reached for his waist.
"Oh, no, sweetheart. First you gotta beg."
Hinata blinked at him. Perhaps she had overestimated her gift. Over two weeks ago Kiba had been so easy to control. Since then any young man she had targeted had followed her like a puppy, and today Aoba only needed appealing to his kink. Out of the corner of her eye she saw he lay on his side, head cradled in hand to watch them.
"He's not gonna help you, babe. Now. You want something from me, you beg. Go on, slut. I know you know how."
Hinata took in the man before her. His hands were digging into the log with a white knuckled grip. A muscle jumped out his jaw. And his eyes...would not stop rolling over her curves. He barely looked at her face. He seemed to especially like lookng at her rear end.
Hmph. He was desperate to let go. He just wanted to feel like it had been his idea all along.
Hinata fell back to all fours. "Please, Genma-sama, let me see your cock."
Genma shifted. "What was that? I couldn't hear you."
"Please. Genma-sama, I want to see your cock. Won't you take it out?"
"Huh. That so. What're you going to do with my cock when you see it?"
"I think I should like to suck on it, Genma-sama. Please."
"Well, I guess that's not too bad." Genma moved in his seat and unbuckled his belt.
Hinata swallowed. A man's belt being undone. A zipper pulling down. What wonderful sounds.
Finally he reached into his shorts and pulled out an engorged brownish-red penis.
Hinata moaned and looked at it adoringly. In truth it wasn't that exciting, but she liked the feel of earning the view. She loved persuading a man to pull it out. And now it was right there, an inch away, and already sweating with pre-come.
He had better not come too soon, she thought to herself. Genma didn't know this but he had challenged her to make him want to fuck her, and she had accepted the challenge. She licked at it in small nips, underneath and around, then on the head. She kissed the sides and licked his balls. Then she put her lips to the tip and hummed.
"Tsch, quit fooling around and suck me off." Genma slipped his hand through her hair and wrapped it tightly in his fist.
It hurt. But it also focused Hinata. He was going to pay. Who the hell was in a hurry during a free blowjob? She took him into her mouth deliberately slowly, pressing against the pressure from his hand. She resisted when he pulled her hair. She sucked and licked and hummed.
Hinata pulled off his cock and ignored Genma when he growled to her to keep on going. She ran her teeth lightly on the sides and noted that his voice shook as he cursed at her. Maybe Genma didn't get women who took their time. Maybe Genma didn't get much attention here at all.
She took him fully into her mouth again, sucking as hard as she could. He groaned and forgot to pull her hair. Hinata decided to make her move. As she laved the shaft, she reached for his balls with one hand. She cupped them and slowly began to give them a firm squeeze.
"Mmh, oh God." Genma moaned. His head was thrown back. The senbon slid from his mouth and flipped onto the ground beside her.
Hinata released and then squeezed again, slowly enough to not be sudden, but still as tightly as she could manage. A kind of gasp escaped the man like there was no air. Then he finally reacted according to his character.
"Hey, bitch, what do you think you're doing?!" He pulled her hair hard but she couldn't stop sucking his cock. Finally he jumped up, forcing her back on her ankles.
"Why, I'm sucking your cock, Genma-sama." Hinata gave him a slight pout, like he was depriving her of a treat.
"You're also...also...you know!"
"Oh? And you don't like that? It seemed to me like you did." Hinata rose fluidly to her feet. "It seemed like you liked it very much when I grabbed your balls."
Genma choked. "I-I..." He glanced in a panic at Aoba.
Hinata smirked. "He's not gonna help you. Let me guess. You've gone down on each other before."
Aoba jerked like he was electrocuted. Genma stumbled backwards to the log, his legs still wrapped in his pants around the shins.
Hinata nodded to herself. "Well it makes sense. Guard duty is pretty lonely work. And Aoba knew just the place to bring me. And you, Genma, knew exactly where to find us with your book."
Aoba sat up. "Hey, but you know I'm not gay, right? After that..." he waved at the tree to which he had recently tied Hinata.
Hinata laughed. "Oh I know that, I'm not saying either one of you is gay. Quite the opposite. I'm saying you're both in desperate need of a feminine lay." She looked Genma in the eye. "So quit fooling around with what you've already had plenty of."
Genma swallowed hard. "So...so what do you want me to do."
Hinata smiled prettily for him. "Nothing complicated, Genma, just fuck me. Aoba will help complete the scene."
"I will? uh..." Aoba looked deeply uncertain.
"Don't worry, I won't ask you to take out your cock again, Aoba. He already had a turn. Just lay down, right here." Hinata arranged Aoba so he lay a little bit away from the tree, pointed like a ray. She pulled his arms over his head and tied his hands together, and wound the rope around the tree.
"Oh, right, I get it!" Genma got up and pulled off his clothes. "Like in the book. Too bad Aoba isn't as hot as Eiko."
"Hey! I'm plenty hot."
"You're right, Aoba, you are. Pity about not having breasts though." Hinata studied the man prone on the ground. He would do, but it truly was a pity.
"Uh wait, I can fix that!" Aoba wiggled around a little bit and twisted his arms so he could give his hands some slack. He went through a few signs and grunted in effort.
Hinata blinked. And now Aoba was female. Luscious breasts sat on her chest, sliding off to the sides slightly, long black hair curled under her, and the pants now stretched over hips but fell flat along the zipper. "Oh a genjutsu!"
"Right. I can hold this for a while. Everything should feel real enough." Even his voice was high and lilting.
Hinata smiled for real. "Thank you, Aoba."
Aoba smiled back.
"I...I...uh, wow." Genma stood beside Hinata, looking down at his friend. "You're..."
"Shut up," snapped Aoba. "It's not for you."
Genma smirked. "Sure."
Hinata straddled Aoba and got on her hands and knees. "Give me a moment," she whispered. Gently she put her face to one breast. The skin was smooth as silk and the flesh gave way like a pillow. The genjutsu chest even rose and fell in time to Aoba's breathing.
Hinata wiped her hands on Aoba's pants and then slid them up the genjutsu rib cage and over the breasts. The flesh was amazing, it gave and it held in place. It was soft and buttery. No wonder men went so crazy for them. But... she knew what hers felt like, what did it feel like to lick...?
She tried it out, licking one of Aoba's nipples. She heard a sigh. The feeling was very peculiar. Not like licking a male nipple. It was a little nub that was growing and hardening. It teased her lips. She switched nipples and felt Aoba squirm under her.
Then there was a hand at her ass. It traveled around as if in search. Hinata chuckled. Genma took things so literally. She hummed as his fingers delved into her most private area.
Aoba sighed as Hinata stretched over him (her? even Aoba wasn't quite sure), their breasts rubbed together and nipples kissed lightly. Then Hinata kissed Aoba. She relished the full lips and sucked on the lower one with delight. She moaned against Aoba's mouth as Genma's fingers penetrated her.
"Ready to get seriously wicked?" Genma growled.
Hinata started. The word "wicked" stuck in her head and made her shudder. Yes, this was a new level she had sunk to, and she could go even farther, if she had her way. "Do it, Genma," she called softly.
Hinata's breasts shook over Aoba's and the feeling made a tingle work its way down her spine and then back up. And then Genma was grabbing her ass and spreading it, his cock pressing at her entrance.
She was a wicked girl, wasn't she? She kissed Aoba deeply as Genma speared her.
Genma rocked insistently behind her, his rod drilling her like it was on the hunt. It was the perfect punishment for her, Hinata thought. Pleasantly painful in her cunt while she leaned into the gentle softness of Aoba's genjutsu curves.
Genma plowed in and out with a fervor that was almost mindless. Soon Hinata couldn't help the little screams that came out as he slammed in, again and again. His pelvis slapped against her rear end and he growled curses, calling her a slut and "giving it to her." Yup, he thought it was all his idea.
Hinata bounced off of him for another minute, enjoying herself well enough but not quite overwhelmed to the point of finishing. Then she began exercising her muscles, bearing down and squeezing Genma's cock. Yet more curses came from him but they became disjointed as he pounded hard enough that he could barely speak.
He pulled out almost all the way and then slammed in, out and then in. Hinata cried out each time, but fought him with her muscles. The sting was strong and she felt powerful.
Finally she reached a hand between her legs. Hinata pressed her face to Aoba's chest. So perfect. The flesh moved just right. She reached a fingertip to her bud as Genma's tempo began to increase. She rubbed her clit in a tiny circle as Genma's speed grew.
Hinata bucked against him as the pressure built for them both. Thrust and push, pull, then slam. Thrust and push, pull then slam. Hinata felt a rush of cool just under her skin, tingles radiating up her spine. She was perfectly nasty. It was wonderful.
She came and Genma held her hips still in a crushing grip twitching out his release.
Hinata gasped and collapsed on Aoba. He released his genjutsu and she could feel his hard abs against her breasts. Genma followed in collapse on her.
But a minute later Hinata wriggled out. She was done here. She ought to do a little research to present her best case to Tsunade for a seduction mission. She gathered her clothing from around the tree as the two men untangled themselves.
"Aw, going already, bitch?" Genma tried to be sly in his tone, but it shook too much. "All through being ours, slut?"
"My name is Hinata," she ground out. "And yes, I'm done. I'll let you know if I want your time again."
Aoba whimpered. "Ignore Genma, everyone knows he's an asshole. Hinata, won't you..." He wriggled his hips. An obvious erection tented his pants.
Hinata stood over the pair, now fully clothed. "Get your partner to do it. He should satisfy someone other than himself today." She crouched down and gave Aoba a peck on the forehead. "And don't be embarrassed to tell him how you like it. He might not know."
"Aw, Hinata," began Genma, half sad she was leaving and half irritated to have to please his partner.
She stood again. "Don't neglect your friend, Genma. Or I might never see you again. Be a good sport." And then she turned and left.
Aoba groaned. "Genma..."
Genma made a face then crawled over to Aoba and untied his hands. "Well don't say I never did anything for ya, buddy." Then he reached for Aoba's pants.
"Ahhh, thanks man. But don't even try to act like you've never done this before."
"Just shut up," muttered Genma. He unzipped Aoba's pants and buried his face in his buddy's crotch.
_m(0.0)m_
Hiashi Hyuuga paced in his courtyard. Servants tried to convince him to sit and drink cool water or otherwise calm down but nothing worked.
"Where the hell is my daughter?" He roared.
"Sir," a servant began.
"I don't care, she should be here!" He shouted. "Bring her cousin Neji to me at once!"
"Yes, sir," the servant answer, quite relieved to get to leave the scene.
"First that fool Naruto is trying to date my daughter and then all of a sudden she doesn't want to see him no matter how much he begs to be let in. Then all these damned flowers start showing up every day and no one know knows where Hinata is. And finally I'm hearing these rumors about my baby that... that... HYAAA!" Hiashi let loose a mighty air punch. It punched a six foot hole in a stone wall twenty feet away.
The remaining servants trembled and huddled together.
In less than a minute Neji appeared before his uncle. "Sir, you called for me."
"WHERE IS HINATA?" He exploded.
Neji stood still, face calm, eyes closed as his uncle made a tiny typhoon around him. When the man was calm enough to hear an answer Neji spoke. "I am afraid I do not know. We were scheduled to train an hour ago and I did not see her."
"WELL FIND HER AND BRING HER HOME AT ONCE!"
"Of course." Neji bowed and disappeared before he finished standing up straight.
I don't mind suggestions but I'm particular (don't like incest, do like drama). Go ahead and leave 'em, but I know most of the plot. Maybe I'll try to accommodate, read & find out.
Next time, not so much sexiness. Plotting and drama that will lead... well. You'll see.