I
'Naruto has been really stressed as of late...' Hinata observed her beloved reading papers on the desk. She could tell he was tense. This had been going on for months now, with things taking a turn for the worse recently. Being Hokage was tough.
She verified once more that Boruto was asleep. Then, she approached Naruto from behind and put her hands on his shoulders. "Honey? Can I give you a back rub?"
He didn't respond immediately. He just kept looking down at his papers with an expressionless face, eventually turning around and shaking his head. "Thanks, Hinata, but I really gotta deal with this."
She noticed the bags under his eyes. Naruto was a cheerful guy. For a Hokage, he was likely too easygoing, but she loved that about him. However, it caused problems when dealing with other villages that played hardball during negotiations.
As a consequence, over the last few years, Konoha became isolated. Other villages strengthened their ties, and rumors of a potential conflict in which Konoha would be vastly disadvantaged have spawned. Naruto's failure as a leader had become a central topic. It crushed his soul, and Hinata, who was so intimately in love with him, felt it too. She greatly felt it on their sex life. 'It's been months since we had proper sex... And when we do, it doesn't really feel...' She shook her head, feeling guilty. She could control her needs for as long as Naruto needed.
She sat beside him. "Why don't we go over the situation while drinking some hot tea?" She wanted to console him so he would relax.
Even now, Naruto tried to maintain his easiness. He laughed at her comment. "That sounds great, let's do it."
Naruto briefed her on the situation over a cup of tea. She attentively listened. "I see... So, it's all going to depend on the former Raikage..."
"Yeah... And I'm not too optimistic. I should have done things very differently, but now... He has us by the balls." His expression was somber. "Ay will come to Konoha after tomorrow for our final negotiations. I can never get a good read on him, and he knows how weak our position is." Naruto sighed. "Man, I really botched this Hokage thing, huh?!" He laughed into the air, deprecating himself. "Sorry, I didn't mean to burden you."
Hinata put her hand over his. "You're wrong. Nobody could say that, considering everything you've already done. You'll get through this." She offered a kind smile to reassure him. "Plus, you should be more willing to take my help, we've spoken about this before. When I was heiress to the Hyuuga clan, I received more than just combat training."
"...You're right. I'll have to claw us out of this mess, one way or another." Hinata's support pumped him up. "When I meet with Ay, I'll find a way to soften him up."
"Ay, huh..." Hinata had met the former Raikage before when accompanying Naruto on trips regarding Hokage matters. 'That guy is an absolute manwhore...' During every single social occasion, Ay flirted with Hinata. More than once, he had the audacity to touch her body or invite her to 'form a bond between Hyuugas and the Kumo village'. Evidently, never reciprocated. 'This is a crucial moment... Naruto is willing to sacrifice his sanity for this. It's a bit dirty, but I could help too...' When she was a child, everyone knew Hinata as a timid girl. As an adult, she was still introspective. However, there was nothing weak about her. "Naruto, this is a really important deal."
"It's the most important deal I will ever make as a Hokage. Succeeding or not, it'll become my legacy. No matter what, I have to convince Ay when he comes." He kept bouncing his left foot in anticipation. "Absolutely. No matter what."
"Naruto." Hinata's expression turned serious. She squeezed her husband's hand. "Let me help."
Naruto looked out the window of his Hokage office. There was commotion near Konoha's entrance. Clenching his fists, he sat down and took a deep breath. 'Everything will be alright. I'm the Hokage, I can do this.'
The door opened. Hinata walked in, ready to play her role. "He's going to be here any minute now, Naruto. How do I look?"
"You look..." His jaw dropped. Hinata looked incredibly sexy. She wore a skintight sleeveless white top with a broad horizontal cut on the chest, providing ample view of her cleavage. On her lower body, she wore a short black skirt that highlighted the beautiful curves of her bubbly ass. "...Amazing... Are you comfortable like this?"
"Honestly, no. It's a bit out of character for me, don't you think?" She giggled nervously. "But it was my idea, so don't worry. I know I look amazing in these clothes." She turned around seductively, showing off her outfit to her husband.
Naruto swallowed hard. "Uh... Yeah... I guess..." He couldn't keep eye contact anymore. The sight of his wife in such sexy clothing made his cock throb. "I bet he won't keep his eye off you."
"Does it bother you?"
"Yes. But I'll maintain my cool. I would never force you to do something like this, though... You could still back off and leave it to me if you want."
"No. I don't like it either, but this is pretty light. A few odd looks on my way here and his idiotic gaze is nothing if it helps us tame him." Hinata asserted herself. With both of them together and consenting, this was not a betrayal of any kind.
Their plan was simple. Ay was known for being a lustful man who spends his free time doing nothing but debauchery. He shamelessly flirts with women he deems attractive. The rumors around the number of women whom he had slept with were absurd. Considering how beautiful Hinata was and her more liberal outfit, Ay would certainly lock onto her as his target. 'I don't think Hinata is particularly skilled at seduction, but she is gorgeous enough to make up for it. If she can lead him on for his full stay here, he might be friendlier. It'll already have been worth it if he softens up just a little bit.' Naruto perceived no risk whatsoever of Ay actually sleeping with Hinata.
"It'll be fine, Naruto. I'm a big woman, you know? I'm sure I can play him for a fool!" Naruto appreciated how she continuously tried to keep him cheered up. "Just focus on your side of things, okay?"
With their conviction strengthened, they awaited Ay's arrival.
It did not take long. The large, black man walked in without bothering to knock. He stood by the entrance, observing the room. Despite seeing Naruto first, he fully ignored him upon noticing Hinata, locking onto her instead. "Why, hello there, beautiful wife." Ay took her hand and kissed it while keeping his gaze aimed at Hinata's cleavage. "I'm so happy that Konoha demonstrates my importance by outright offering me the Hokage's wife's breasts in plain sight!"
"Hello, there, Ambassador Ay!" Naruto jumped in to protect Hinata from an embarrassed reaction. He could tell she was already blushing. 'I can't let her discomfort show!' She had frozen.
"Oh, hello there to you too, Hokage. Sorry, your wife was so eagerly dressed for me that I wound up forgetting about you." Ay shook Naruto's hand. "I'm sure you don't mind it. She's an eyeful!" He gave her a sleazy smile.
"Y-yes. Sorry for staying silent, Ambassador Ay. You were just so charming that I was stunned... Have a seat over here, I'll accompany you." She sat on the sofa. Ay sat beside her, and Naruto sat on the one in front of them.
It felt wrong to have his wife on Ay's side, but it was part of their plan to keep him stupid. "Would you like some sake, Ambassador Ay? Nobody likes talking about boring stuff like this while sober, right? Let's make things easier on ourselves."
Ay laughed loudly. "You don't like talking about diplomacy, Hokage?" He turned to Hinata and continued to laugh, pointing at Naruto. "Sweety, you wouldn't believe how incompetent your husband here is at this. I don't know if he should drink, it's just going to be worse for him. What do you think?" He put his arm on the back of the sofa, over her back.
Naruto was already starting to lose his patience, though he remained composed. 'What an irritating asshole...!' Ay's show of dominance by putting his arm over his wife did not go unnoticed. 'He knows how weak our position is and how much we depend on him right now... Hopefully, he'll be so overconfident and distracted by Hinata that we can get a good deal!'
"Naruto's doing his best, ambassador..." Despite her best efforts, shyness was getting through. "I'll get the sake for you guys."
Ay glared at Hinata's jiggly ass as she left the room, and then grinned at Naruto. "You must be really desperate if you're willing to whore out your wife just to make my dick hard, huh, Hokage?"
"...I don't know what you're talking about." They had been seen through. "Let's just start."
"Of course..." Ay chuckled.
An hour had passed. Negotiations were falling apart for Naruto. Though he did not drink much, he felt dizzy and furious. 'He won't cede on anything! Somehow, I need him to back off on these nine points, and he simply won't agree to anything! What do I do?!' He looked at Ay sitting closely together with his wife. He had touched her legs, her face, her shoulders, her arms, and her hair multiple times during the past hour, many times while smirking at him. This enraged Naruto more. 'This plan was stupid! He's much smarter than we gave him credit for!' Naruto hated the face of discomfort that was constant on Hinata's face. 'She must think I'm a failure too... Agreeing to her going through this humiliation and still getting nothing done...'
"Oh, boy! You really aren't good at this! At this rate, Konoha's screwed! Don't you think so, baby?" Ay once again played with Hinata's hair.
"I'm sure we'll come to some sort of agreement that makes everyone happy..." Hinata had gotten more used to being touched by Ay, no longer stuttering.
"Ay..." Naruto's tone changed enough so that both Ay and Hinata's eyes opened wide. "...Just say it. Are you willing to budge on any of these nine points?"
"Hm... Not with you."
"What does that even mean?" Naruto's frustration was rising fast.
"I'm willing to negotiate a lot more if it's with a hot babe. Like, say..." He circled Hinata's waist and hugged her close to his body. "...Your scorching hot wife here." His grip on her waist was firm.
"No." Naruto did not take even a fraction of a second to respond. "Kumo already knew how this would go, they just sent you to us as a joke. We're done. Get your hands off her." Naruto stood up. From his body language, it was clear that he was ready for a fight. His common sense had broken. He enjoyed seeing Ay's smug smile crack for a second, when suddenly…
"Naruto...!" Hinata called his attention. They locked eyes. Though she had no means to verbalize it, her expression made clear the immensity of the mistake he was about to make.
'What am I supposed to do here?! I'm not going to subject you to any more of this degrading behavior!' His head raced in anger.
Hinata broke the tense silence. "Naruto, why don't you go and get us more drinks while I speak with the ambassador for a moment? No need to hurry, o-okay?" She continued to be hugged tight by Ay's big hands.
After taking a long pause, Naruto's threatening aura wavered. "Good idea." He decided to take a breather and follow Hinata's advice. 'She won't die if she's alone with him for a few minutes. I have to think.'
Naruto took a long walk around the building, taking the most roundabout route he could before bringing the sake back. 'Shit...' His mind calmed down. 'Hinata's right, have I gone nuts? Crap, I'm not made for diplomacy with bad-faith actors like this... I need to fix this somehow...' He hoped that spending a few minutes talking with his wife had softened Ay up, allowing for some sort of reconciliation.
He made it back to the room. "Hm? What's that sound...?" He heard something from inside the room.
"Sluuurp... Blrhrlh... Ghlrlrl... Sluuuuuurp... Bhlrhllhr..."
Naruto tried to enter the room, but the door was locked. As if on cue, the sound stopped immediately. The door unlocked, and Hinata opened it for him. "W-welcome back, Naruto...!" She had a weird smile on her face.
'She's probably stressed from how annoying the guy is.' Naruto put the drinks on the table, while Hinata sat back close to Ay. "Hm?" He noticed something on her face. "Honey, on your mouth..." He tapped his own lips to point out the area for her. "I think there's something there?"
"Ah!" Hinata rushed to clean her lips. There was a random strand of hair and some spit dripping from her lips, but now it was okay. "S-sorry... We spoke so much that I didn't even notice, honey..." She seemed nervous.
Ay, on the other hand, seemed pissed. Naruto found this interesting. Under different circumstances, he would like to add salt to whatever wound he had, but he held back. "I think we should..."
"There's no need to say anything else, silly little Hokage." Ay separated two of the papers on the desk and handed them over to Naruto. "I think you'll be pleased by this."
"Huh?" Naruto was confused. The atmosphere in the room seemed to have shifted to a more amicable one. Hinata's eyes obsessively followed the handing of the papers to Naruto, as if begging him to take them fast. This denoted to him the importance of the motion.
He accepted and read them. "Wh-what...!? Really?! Is this for real?!" Though he knew it was better to maintain a cooler stance, joy escaped from his lips. "Y-you're really just going to just give these two points to us like this?!" His signature was already on the paper, meaning there was no going back unless Naruto refused to sign.
"I will. Your wife was VERY persuasive." He smirked while staring at Hinata's lips. His sleaziness annoyed Naruto, but he could let it go this time. "She's a much better negotiator than you are. The only condition is that I negotiate exclusively with her from now on."
"Ah!" He stopped right before signing. 'I see... The opportunity is too good to pass up... These were two big ones too... But I can't just throw her to the wolves...'
"Naruto." Her voice pulled him from his isolated thoughts. They looked at each other. Hinata slowly moved one hand and rested it on Ay's lap. "Y-you trust me, right?" She rubbed Ay's leg slowly while staring at his eyes awkwardly to signalize the hold she had over him.
"Obviously." No more words had to be said. Naruto signed the partial deal. With this, they had managed to tackle two of the nine obstacles for the safety of Konoha. The relief he felt was enormous. This had been the smoothest negotiation he had in months. 'I should have let Hinata be our diplomat or something ages ago, God!'
"Then, let's get going, sweetheart." Ay stood up, pulling Hinata along. "I won't give up on the rest so easily, so don't expect her back anytime soon, Hokage." He laughed menacingly, groping Hinata's ass on their way out.
"H-hey!" Naruto felt the need to interject, already regretting his decision.
"Naruto!" Hinata's words again reached his mind. "It's fine. Let me handle it, okay?" She smiled at him. Her face said everything.
Naruto sat back down, still basking in the feeling of relief. 'I can trust her to handle this...'
He was glad to have such a dependable partner.
'Time for another great day at work.' Boruto put his uniform on. He had started working at a restaurant that was part of a large chain of adult businesses. It was tied to a strip club, motels, sex shops, and other facilities. Today, he was a waiter. He had his father's approval. Naruto concluded working anywhere was a good way to develop discipline. Hinata, naturally, had no idea.
The real reason he got this job, however, was to observe lewd acts. With their inspiration, he would often jerk off at home, or in the bathrooms.
A hulking black man walked into a booth while accompanied by a curvy, big-breasted blonde woman with a fat ass and a sexy outfit composed of a tight, short dark skirt and a sleeveless white top with partially exposed cleavage.
"Hey, I'll take care of that table, alright?" He told his coworker.
She could still taste his precum 'It was so nasty... Blowing him right in Naruto's office...' They were sharing a booth in a place where VIP men often brought prostitutes. 'Is that what I am now…?' Ay sat by her, his arm holding onto her waist, pulling closer. Hinata stared at the waiter button on the table. With it, she could call someone to interrupt Ay's flow, if needed.
"There's no need to behave so shyly, Hokage's wife. Any proper man can tell what sort of woman you are. It's not like anyone will recognize you while using a jutsu to disguise your eyes and hair. Now you just look like a common whore, which is what you intrinsically are."
Her heart sank. It killed her to be with such a disgusting, sexist man. Hinata wanted to argue against him, but he spoke the cold truth. In a desperate negotiation to fix Naruto's rageful blunder, they struck a deal. 'Out of good faith, he conceded two points of contention to appease Naruto and gain my trust... And I...' She touched her lips. 'Serviced him with my mouth...' Her tongue's flavor had been tainted by his strong odor. 'It was so big...' She timidly stared at his bulge, processing the implications of their agreement. 'It's not like we defined some complex legal agreement, but... He's definitely going to make me take him... There's just no way it'll fit... But I wonder what it would feel like... I've heard black guys are so much bigger and better…'
"Oh, don't worry, honey." Ay harassed her legs, massaging her pussy over her skirt. "I can tell what you're thinking. Even for a black man, I am gifted, don't you think?" He put her hand over his girthy bulge. "Don't be shy. You were very professionally making love to it with your cute, slutty little lips." Ay forced a thumb into Hinata's mouth. For the sake of keeping up relations, she gently sucked on it. "You'll find that your pussy is a lot more elastic than you think..."
"E-elastic? Mmhn..." She swirled his fat thumb with her tongue. 'Maybe I should order drinks. Alcohol might benefit me in more ways than one... If he gets dizzy, then...'
"Yes, elastic. Trust me, I've broken more women than you can imagine. Often, they find that it's a tight fit, but with a bit of force... Every girl can stretch wide for a big, black cock... Especially a fine specimen like yourself. Come on, sit on me." He tapped his own lap, calling for her.
"Wait, ambassador." She needed control of the situation. "We should discuss-" She tried to reach for the waiter button.
"Don't lose focus, now!" He lifted her, resting her on his lap with her back to him. "Good girl! Now spread those legs too." Using his hands, he forced her legs apart and raised her skirt. "Let's take a look here..."
"Ngh! Wait a moment...!" She felt his rigid bulge pressing against her ass.
"Hm...? Oh, what's this?" His hand played around her clit, rubbing it firmly. "I guess it shouldn't be a surprise that you're already so wet."
"Th-that's not true. Let's talk for a moment!" Her breathing sped up with the lewdness of the situation.
"You're going to use your body to be my personal-use sex bimbo." He played with her pussy, sliding a finger inside. She released soft moans. "For every day that I feel satisfied enough, I'll concede something. Within seven days of honest work on your end, you and the weak Hokage will have everything you want. If I feel bad faith or unsatisfied, well... You understand." As he shifted to a threatening tone, his fingerbanging also sped up and became harsher. "If you don't agree, feel free to leave whenever you want, but if you stay, I'll take it as a silent agreement on your end!" His fingerbanging caused her to leak juices. Her nipples were erect as she panted while her body trembled violently. He paused for several seconds, giving her the time to catch her breath. With Hinata making no motion to leave, he continued. "Then, if we're in agreement...!" He added two more fingers into her pussy, beginning to stretch her.
"Ah! Ngh! Be gentler! You're too rough! At this rate...!" Hinata struggled with her feelings. Ay's aggressive fingers were stirring up her pussy so badly that she was already on the verge of orgasm. 'Why am I so wet in the first place?! I can't be genuinely enjoying this, can I?! This is just humiliating...! But if I stop him, he might change his mind...!' Her body twitched frantically. An incredible feeling was about to wash over her. The loud, juicy sounds emanating from her pussy violated her ears. "No way... I'm! Going! To...!"
"Hello to the couple." A third-party voice surprised them, prompting Ay to stop.
Hinata thanked the gods for the break. When she saw her savior's face, she froze.
"Hello to the couple." Boruto took the initiative. Walking by their booth while serving others, he could hear bits of the woman's moans. 'These guys are wild! Look at her body! She's smoking hot and already cumming to his fingers?! This is the sluttiest prostitute I've ever seen here!' He snuck a look at the fluids dripping on the floor. The black man's large hands were clearly working on her. "Sorry for interrupting. I wanted to see if you needed anything."
The black man was initially annoyed, but he started grinning after glaring at Boruto's. "That was good timing, actually." He nibbled on the blonde prostitute's neck, making her shiver. "My whore here is being needlessly shy and I want her to open up a little."
Boruto noticed the way she looked at him. It was almost scary. "I-I something wrong, miss...?"
She was paralyzed. Instead, the man spoke. "She's just nervous. It's her first day at work she's never had a proper fucking. She's worried I'll ruin sex with her husband's tiny prick forever. Right, sweetheart?" He squeezed her boobs under her top harder.
She broke her silence. "Yes... That's... It..."
Boruto felt sympathetic toward her. 'I don't know her, but... I weirdly want to help her...' He noticed the man continued to grope her body, despite her unresponsiveness. "Miss, is everything okay? Is he hurting you...?"
The man got annoyed. He expressed his irritation by pinching the prostitute's nipples so strongly that she yelped. "Look what you've done now, whore! I bet your son thinks you're just a useless bitch! You're getting a much better deal out of this than any of your whore coworkers, so why don't you start showing it? If you're not happy, then you can tell your husband we've finished, and I'll go back to Kumo!"
"Hey! She-"
"He's telling the truth!" The blonde woman finally spoke up with confidence. "Sorry, it's just my first time with such a... Big man! Why don't you bring us some drinks, Mr. Waiter?" Showing her loyalty, she began to grind on the man.
"I see..."
"Let's prove to Mr. Waiter that you're being honest!" Without further warning, the black man shoved four fingers into the prostitute's cunt. She squirmed and grunted while he pounded her pussy with his fingers. Her legs trembled as she tried to hold onto the man by grabbing the back of his head with her hand. "Come on! Why suppress your voice? He can tell you're loving it!"
"Nghhn...!" The woman's moans began to elude her control. Despite clenching her teeth, her body's sweat and shivers made it abundantly clear that she felt pleasure. "Ghn! Oh! Ooh! Your fingers are too...! Slow down...! If you keep fingering me like this...!" She panted between words, her abs contracting while her pussy lips pulsated with his thrusts. "G-go get us some drinks...! Just go away!" She tried to kick Boruto out while groaning in pleasure. "Ooooh!"
"No way! He needs to see that you want to be here, whore!" Punishing her, he slapped her nipple.
"Gah! Ah! Oh, fuck...! If you do it a little more...! Let's go to a room! Please!"
"No! Cum in front of him! Stop holding back and show some good faith here, you slut!" He buried his fingers into her and began to only move their tips against her pussy walls.
"Hooah! There! That's right where I...! I'm going to...! Right there, right theeere, I'm cummiiiiing! No, pleeeaaase!" The prostitute's whole body thrashed about in a convulsive orgasm. Her eyes rolled back while she dug her fingernails against the man's leg and nape, involuntarily raising her hips, shooting her female load all over the table. "Nhghnnnn! It feels gooooooood! Ghhnng!" Her gritted teeth showed the intensity of her efforts in trying to shut her voice, though unsuccessfully.
"Come on, come on! I know there's more where that came from!" The man continued to brutally finger her. As each thrust made contact with her exploding juices, splashing sounds overwhelmed their voices. Her pussy juices aromatized the booth.
"Stoooop fingeeeeriiiing! My pussy can't taaake iiiit! Fuuuuuuck!" The woman moaned incoherently as the man relentlessly fingered her. After a short period of intense stimulation, her second climax hit. "Gaaaaaahh! I'm cumming so easilyyyy, noooo!" She squeezed her legs to block his hand, but the man was too powerful to be stopped. He simply scraped through, gouging her pussy out with his large fingers. The woman continued to rant nonsensically while cumming her brains out.
Boruto was amazed. His dick had never been so hard. The whore in front of him was the absolute hottest piece of meat he had ever laid eyes on. Seeing her orgasm like a madwoman was a real treat.
"Oh, we're not stopping yet! Hey, Mr. Waiter, go get us those drinks! We'll keep having fun here!" He winked at Boruto, while the woman's convulsing squirt continued.
"Y-yeah, sure thing..." Boruto left the booth.
When Boruto came back a few minutes later, he wiped the table clean with a towel and served their drinks. The woman was still sitting on the man's lap, back supported against his body, recovering. 'It seems she squirted a few more times... I could hear it from the counter. This is wild…'
Five minutes later…
Boruto was summoned again to serve them drinks. The woman was now kneeling on the floor, naked. She bobbed her head up and down, servicing the man's glans. "Bhrhlrh... Sluuuurp..." She used her hands to massage his heavy sack and stroke his shaft at the same time. The man rested one hand on her hair, controlling her pace.
"Good girl... Keep it up and hubby will be very happy... Look, our drinks are here again."
"Mmmh?!" She tried to stop blowing him, but the man's hand did not let go. Instead, she was pressed down. She resumed sucking.
"No stopping this time." He smirked at Boruto and sent him off again.
Fifteen minutes later…
Boruto brought them appetizers. Inside the booth, the prostitute was still blowing him, though the harshness of the act had intensified significantly.
"Ghlurghl! Ghrhrlluhgh!" He was forcing her to take over half his length into her throat, which was absurd for any woman. There was a thick bulge curving out her neck, showcasing her dedication to him. Bubbles of spit were spread all over her lips. The woman desperately coughed whenever the man gave her a break.
Boruto felt that she focused even more on her deepthroating act when he was around. 'Maybe she gets turned on by an audience...?'
"That's it, whorel! I can tell you're really enjoying your new toy! Much bigger than your husband's impotent one, isn't it?!" The man reached around and groped her ass. "You should thank your lucky stars that I'm so benevolent, you filthy slut! Come on! Let's use those fat tits of yours! They were made to sandwich my cock!"
The woman heeded his instructions. She lifted her head, sliding his massive pole out of her throat. After a lot of gagging, it was finally out. She fought to stabilize her breathing. The man's penis was drenched with spit and precum. She gave Boruto a few shy glances, but whenever he tried to make eye contact, she looked away.
The man laughed. "Do you see how weird sluts can be? She was sucking my cock like a pro with her cum-hungry throat, and yet, she won't look at the waiter! Cute, isn't she? Acting all holy while leaving a puddle of horny juices for you to clean later!"
Boruto looked at the floor. The man was right. Despite her shyness, she was evidently enjoying the rough treatment.
"Come on, whore, get those boobs up here. Even the waiter is tired of seeing you laze around." He signaled for Boruto to leave.
As he did, he observed the woman start bouncing her tits while pressing against the man's massive cock. It was so large that its head was still seeable above her boobs. She danced around it with her nimble tongue, looking at the man straight in the eyes.
Thirty minutes later…
"That's it, bitch! Keep working hard! You'll get your first load outta me!" They were doing a standing 69 position. He held her legs up in the air. While he ate her pussy, she indecently lapped his cock up, gripping onto his muscular ass, now that they were both nude.
"Ghlurhgh! Grhlurgh! Ghlrhugh!" She senselessly gurgled while destroying her throat with his mammoth-sized meat rod. Her eyes were red with tears, makeup destroyed by the subhuman treatment. Her eyes implored the man to cum.
"H-hey, I brought the drinks." Both parties' attention turned to Boruto.
"That's just...! Perfect timing...!" The man's voice was strained from bordering climax. "I want you to watch this and bear witness, Mr. Waiter! This will be the official signature of my agreement with this cum-seeking whore!" He bolstered the pacing of his thrusts, facefucking her so roughly that she lost her grip on his hips and simply took his lunges while her arms flailed about.
Boruto watched. The woman recurringly threw glances his way, greatly discomforted by his presence. 'Most prostitutes don't mind if someone's looking... This one's pretty unique. But it's clear that she's a total slut. I'm so gonna jerk off thinking when I get home!'
"That's it! Get down, bitch!" She was lowered back to the ground even though her legs still shook erratically. "Get your dumb face over here!" He pulled her by the hair.
"Ooooh!" Boruto wondered whether she groaned of pain or pleasure, considering she was clearly orgasming while being bossed around. She breathed like a maniac, trying to recompose herself after the rough slamming of her throat.
"Like we practiced...! Bitch...! Or you already know...!" He furiously jerked off, about to bust his load on her face.
The woman looked straight at Boruto with a cracked smile. She raised both her hands in a peace sign. "P-please... Look at me while Mr. Ay covers my face with his superior BBC brand of cum, Mr. Waiter! Give me that strong, black sperm wh-while this pathetic white waiter observes and learns, daddy!"
"His name is Ay? Not sure who that is...' Her eyes were locked with Boruto's, making his own dick twitch. The prostitute noticed his tent but managed to maintain eye contact. 'This is the craziest play I've ever witnessed. It's just acting, so I don't really care... But it's a little humiliating. I could just leave, but...' He rubbed his own dick over his pants. 'I'm so turned on...! What a whore!'
"Take it...!" His grunts turned bestial. The man began firing load after load of dense, musky cum on her face. Each shot had a strong impact, with splatter hitting her clothes, the floor, the man's own clothes, and Boruto's uniform. "I'm going to mark you with my smell forever, you cock-hungry bitch!"
"Yeess, daddy, make sure my skin remembers your superior black cock forever!" Despite receiving no direct stimulation and doing nothing more than taking voluminous loads on her face, the blonde prostitute was squirting on the floor. Her pussy lips throbbed frantically while her body absorbed the tremendous orgasm wrecking over her. "Give me all your juicy miiiilk!" It was hard to tell how much was acting, and how much was genuine ecstasy.
After several shots, the man finished. The prostitute's face had become a messy puddle of sperm. Her eyes barely opened, and there was more semen than visible skin. She had stopped squirting on the floor too, though it was stained all over. "Aah... Aah... Aah..." The woman seemed to finally be getting her breathing on track.
"That was really good! Well done, Hok-" Ay looked at Boruto. "Well done, my personal-use bimbo whore. If this keeps up, I'll be very satisfied by the end of the day."
She looked up at him in disbelief. "The end of the day...?"
"That's right... We're going to a private room now. Sorry, Mr. Waiter. I know you enjoyed watching, but the fucking I want to give her has to be in private." He pulled her up from the hair again, making her stand up. Her legs remained unstable. The man groped her tits. "I'm going to break her really badly today... Sorry for the mess. I'm sure she can tip you somehow, right?"
There was silence. The prostitute, still covered with his semen, hesitated.
"It's fine, you don't have to..." Boruto really wanted whatever this 'tip' was, but he felt her reluctance and decided to cover for her. 'I'm horny, but I'm still a good guy, you know! Even if she is just hiding being a total cock-addict whore!'
"I don't know... I think I'll be a bit unsatisfied otherwise..."
Ay's words sparked her to action. "M-Mr. Waiter..." Her cracked smile again took form on her face. "I-if you want, you can play with my boobs. But not too much, because Mr. Ay's cock still needs to be... Taken care of." They both looked at Ay's monstrous penis. It remained hard, veiny, and thick.
"Then, if you don't mind...!" He grabbed both her fleshy mounds, played with them, squished them in his hands, and even pinched her nipples a little. Hearing the sweet moans that came out of the prostitute's voice simply made his dick stiffen up even more. "Maybe I should get an hour with you sometime! What's your name?"
"I am called... Hm... Nghn!" She could not speak through the moans from Boruto's sloppy treatment of her tits. It made him feel manly and proud.
"I like calling her 'Negotiator'! She's shy about it, so let it go. And it's been enough, waiter, you can stop now." He pulled the prostitute to his side. They began to leave.
"W-wait! Our clothes and my face..."
"Hm... I guess so..." Ay stopped.
"Oh, don't mind that, Ms. Negotiator." Boruto spoke up. "This sort of thing happens here sometimes. No one will mind seeing you naked or dirty. You can just head on to the private rooms."
"Really? Then, let's show the world your cum-covered face, sweetheart."
"I-is that so...? I'm so glad you told us that, Mr. Waiter... Thank you…"
They left the booth. 'Oh, man, I'm gonna have to clean all this up myself...' There were pussy juices and sperm all over, not to speak of all the sweat the woman left on the seats.
"Someone bring a box with several XL condoms to our room!" Boruto heard the man shouting while still leaving the restaurant.
'Several?! This guy will really break her. I feel like I witnessed something special today...!'
"Wait! You'll break me!" Hinata had her hands on Ay's chiseled chest, struggling to hold him back. She was lying on her back. Ay was naked on top of her, his huge cock towering above her pussy, rubbing against its entrance, stimulating her clit. 'He'll break my pussy! I keep caving, so he just does as he wants! If that thing gets inside me, I'll lose it! It's too big, but I can't stop him either! I'm so sorry, Naruto...!' She gazed all over Ay's broad, muscular build. His physique far surpassed Naruto's, making her feel small and submissive before him. His cock, too, was much bigger and girthier. The veins that covered its shape turned her on, despite the condom covering the skin. It was a tool made to destroy women. 'It's going to destroy me...! And it's making me excited...! This is wrong...! Are all black cocks so manly...?!'
"It's cute how you pretend. Look how much you want me!" He slapped her wet, swollen slit with his massive cock. The impact of its heavy weight landing on it made her body jerk. "You just let your son grope your tits! He saw how much you enjoyed it!" He continued to crush her slit while pinching her clit.
"Ngh! Ghn!" Her body shuddered repeatedly. "That's not true! I didn't have a choice...! I'm only doing this for Konoha...!"
"Hey, now, Hokage's cute little wife... I won't be satisfied if you lie so blatantly... You came a lot back there, didn't you? Your body was shaking like an earthquake! Be truthful!"
"Ghn...! A few times... I did orgasm..."
"And who was looking at you while you came your brains out?!" He squeezed her clit tighter. He abused her most sensitive spot and threatened to treat it even rougher.
"M-my son! He watched...! Me…! Cum... My brains out...!" She felt a big one inching closer.
"That's right! And right now, are you excited to be fucked by me or not?!"
Hinata continued to grunt and moan but hesitated to respond. 'I can't back down now...! But if I tell the truth, it's like I'm betraying Naruto...! It's like I'm confessing to being a cheating slut, like Boruto probably thought of me back there...! I'll lose myself!'
"Let's work together here, my personal-use adulterous wife!" Ay maintained his finger on her clit and used his other hand to grab her hair, raising her head enough to look at their hips. If Ay moved even an inch forward, he would enter her. "Look..." He released her clit right when she was about to go over the edge and positioned his tip against her hole. "I can tell you're yearning for it... You've been hungry all this time, haven't you? Your little husband can't satisfy you, can he?"
Hinata paid careful attention to his words. Her gaze obsessively focused on his enormous, veiny cock waiting at her hole. 'Just a little bit more...! A little…!'
"I know you're curious, aren't you? There's nobody here but us! I want to hear your true feelings!"
"I-if I say it..." Feeling his girthy glans poking against her pussy was whittling away at her sanity. 'Move forward! Just an inch! Just a bit more!'
"Then I'll shove it into you and mold your body to my shape. Once we're done, I'll be satisfied, and you'll have lost all ability to enjoy sex with your husband ever again. Well, we both know you haven't been enjoying anything, but still..."
"You'll shove it into me...?" She whispered. 'He'll break my pussy... Just say it...!'
"That's right! I'll show what true breeding sex is like!" He tugged forward slightly, teasing at the moment of penetration. "But you have to tell me you want it! You have to work for it by making it very clear how much you want it!"
"D-do it...!"
"Hm...?! Do what?!"
"Shove it in! Break into my pussy until you're satisfied! Do it! Push it in!" Once she crossed the line, Hinata lost herself. "Fuck me! Breed me! Stretch me! Show me what a big, black cock is like! Use my body!"
"Oh?! Like this?!" He pushed one inch into her. "Fuck! I'm barely in and you're already squeezing like a motherfucker!"
"Hooooooh! Nghhn!" She tried to throw her head back in sick pleasure, but Ay held it in place, forcing her to stare at the moment of connection. "Again! Push it in!"
"Again? Like this?!" He moved another inch into her, struggling to open space into her narrow walls.
"Hhghn! Hoooooohhh! More! Another inch! Hyyyaaaaah! Cumming...! I'm cumming on that big, fucking coooock!" She clenched her teeth while basking in the sight of her hole being brutalized by the man's black dick. She could not look away, completely engrossed in the act. "Further iin! Go fuuurther iiiin! Hoooooohh!"
After several pleas and crazed moans, Ay had penetrated her with half of his length. "You're too fucking small, shit! No wonder you're so gloomy and timid, your husband's dick is useless! He can't even stretch you a little bit to help me out!"
"Nooo, don't say thaaaat! Just break my pussy open without mocking my husband's smaaller diiick!" Her body intermittently convulsed in orgasmic pleasure. 'He's so big! My hole's going to change forever! I'm going to become addicted to big, black cocks!'
"Alright! No more holding back!" He let go of her head. Her upper body immediately fell flat on the bed. Ay put both elbows on the bed, to the side of her head, crushing her body in a mating press. "I don't care what you say now! If you want to change your mind, too late! Now you'll just take it!"
Despite her crazed state, his words scared her.
This fear vanished once he began to violently pound her.
"Hooooooh! Ooooh! Ooooaaah! Hyyyaaaah! Nghhnn! Hoooooh!" She moaned like a howling animal. Hinata had no control over the situation. She hugged the man's hulking upper back, dug her fingernails against it, and braced for the ride of her life. "You're breaaaaking my pussyyyyy! Hoooohh! If you push right theeeere! That's iiiit! Haaarder! I'm cuuummiiiiing!"
"You like it?! Where'd that shy girl go?! Hng! Fuck, you're too tight, make some room, whore! Do you have no respect for me?!" He increased the power of his slams, slowly making room into her cervix. "Alright...! Get ready for the first one!"
"Fiiirst one?! Oooh, feed me! Milk your cock with my slutty puuusssy! Use my incestuous little pussy to feel goooood!" Hinata was in love with the incredible abuse being applied to her body. 'Black cocks are amazing! It's okay to enjoy it! He'll like it more this way, Narutoooo!' With minimal effort, she rationalized her continued enjoyment of the fat cock inside her.
The man grunted like a beast while filling the condom with his load. Hinata could feel it expanding wildly inside her. After an eternity, he stopped and pulled out, breaking her hug. "Here you go!" He pulled the condom out of his cock, knotted it, and threw it on her body.
"Hah... Hah... How is there so much...?" She was confused by the mini-balloon resting on her belly.
"Because I'm a real man. Turn around! We're not done!" He put another condom on his dick.
Hinata eagerly obeyed him. She lied on the bed with her back up, ass positioned for the taking. "O-okay. You can go ahead."
"Ahead with what? Say it properly!"
'This is wrong, but I must do it for Naruto! I-It was worse with Boruto watching, so I can't frail now... Even if it does feel amazing!' She took a deep breath. "Go ahead with breeding my little married hole with your big pussy-breaking cock, Mr. Ay! Hooh!"
He gave her ass a skin-marking powerful slap and quickly lunged into it. Ay treated her much rougher this time, pounding her like an object right away. Hinata did not take long before reaching another series of orgasms, moaning like a madwoman.
"You like my black cock, bitch?!"
"Yeeesh! I love your black cock!" The words instinctively came out of her.
"Does it make you cum, bitch?!"
"Yeeesh! It makes me cum sooo good!"
"Have you ever been fucked like this?!"
"Nooo! I've never been fucked properly like thish! It's my fiirsht tiiime!"
"Is that so?! Who's better?! Me or your husband?!"
"It's yoooou! His cock! Barely reaches! In! Yours is so faaaaaat!"
"I see...! That's why you made this deal with me, isn't it?! You needed to feel like a woman! You wanted to feel like the cock-dependent whore you are! Your husband's dicklet is too small for you!"
"Oooooh! He doesn't crush my pussy like you do, daddy!"
"Of course not! You can tell he's a small dick loser just from talking to him! You really screwed up by having a child with him. Your son's little thing is also ridiculous!"
"Nghhn! Hooooh! He can make up for it in other waays! Even if he has a small! Inferior! Little! Dick...! Hngh...! And can't please...! Women...! Ghhng!"
"Oh, so you didn't enjoy him playing with your tits?!" He started to reach his own orgasm. Ay grunted aggressively, resting his cock deep into her cervix.
Hinata felt him cumming. It melted her reasoning. Her brain had turned to mush, focusing all its energy on the depraved pleasure imposed on her. "I diiiid! But that's just because you had made me so hornyy befooore! Hooooh! I'm cumming with yooou!"
They both spent a moment breathing to recover themselves. Ay once again pulled out, delivered a knotted condom to her, and put another one. "Let's keep going. I rented this room for a long time. Turn around!"
Hinata obeyed him. "Yees... Daddy... Use my pussy to cum lots and lots..." Hinata had never been dominated so badly. 'It's so wrong, but I'm loving it...! He's fucking me so good...! For so long...! Naruto never did this to me...! I always had to stop short, but...!" Ay's tip began to enter her. As her walls squeezed his invading penis, her body readied itself for a powerful overflow of endorphins. '...This man can keep up with me...! I'm curious to see how far I can...! Nghn...!' She gritted her teeth. "Cummiiiiing!"
"Hoooh! I'm cumming again, daddy! I'm cumming again on your big, black cooock!" The slutty woman was riding the man. She squatted up and down with perfect technique. The wet splashing sounds that covered the room were incredible. After several moments of her dedicated bouncing, both came together. She fell forward. They kissed while she raised her ass to allow his condom to be removed. It looked romantic.
She put the condom on him with her mouth that time.
"Yeeeessh! It's tearing me uuupp! Please cum for me, daddy! Cum for me...!" The perverted woman implored the man to release yet another proof of pleasure into the condom inside her. "Show my pussy what it's been missing all this time!
"Fuuuuck! You're incredible stupid whore! I've never fucked a pussy this good! I'm nutting!"
"Yeeesh! Nut inside me with your BBC cuuuum! Hoooooooh!"
The man was lying down with his arms crossed behind his back, relaxing. He seemed to be taking it easy after all the physical effort exerted to tame his depraved prostitute.
Meanwhile, the woman rode him in a reverse cowgirl position. "Daddy! Please cum whenever you waaant! But no hurry either, okay...?! I'm loving...! Riding...! This...! Amazing...! Hoooooh!" Her ass jiggled with the intensity of her bounces.
There were a dozen condoms thrown around on the bed and floor.
"Nooo, daddy! What if someone sees uuuus! Hooooh!" They were having walking sex while the man forced her toward the balcony. He held both of her arms with one hand. She barely resisted as he railed her rear with each step. She was too busy orgasming like an absolute addict to offer any defiance.
Then, they saw Boruto.
He had been standing on the balcony all this time, peeking on their mind-breaking sex.
The woman's body was quivering from yet another intense orgasm. Still, she glared at him in pure shock. She continued to instinctively groan and tremble, as Ay did not stop pounding her, but her expression did break into a confusing mix of euphoria and fear. "Wh-why are you here...? Hoh! Nghn!"
"He he he... This is just too good to be true... You're jerking yourself off, Mr. Waiter...?"
"I-I'm..." Boruto had his pants down. He arrived an hour ago and could not hold back. "I've never seen a crazy woman like this! Y-you're the single most degenerate woman I've ever seen, Ms. Negotiator! I can't get you off my mind, I think I might be in love!" He did not really mean the love part, but his brain was raging with horny hormones. "So, I had to watch and... Masturbate! I'm so sorry! Please don't tell anyone!"
"Noooo! Why is this happening...! You're watching...! Me get fucked...! Nghn...! Like a loser...! This is soo wrooong...!"
"Why is it wrong?! You're just a prostitute to him!" He slammed hard and remained hilted into her with each sentence. "He wants to jack off to the sight of you getting ravaged, slut! What do you think?!"
"If you can't help it...! Go for it...! But that's sooo...! Beta male...!" She tried to speak coherently while dealing with the flood of orgasms breaking into her brain.
"She's squeezing so much tighter now that you're watching! I think she likes seeing your small dick jerking to her!"
"S-small?! C-come on... I know yours is bigger, but still..." The insult did not stop him from stroking.
"It's not a lie! Oooh, Just do it already...! If I keep squeezing...! I'll seriously go nuuuuts!"
"Damn, you're amazing, girl!" He slapped her ass harshly. There were dozens of marks on her buttocks already, from the insensitive treatment she had to endure thus far. "You cum like crazy, but you can keep up with me! This is the first time I fuck a girl with so much fire in her! Usually, I need multiple women, since they all pass out after a few orgasms! But you have a body built to be bred!"
"I-I think so too!" Boruto wanted to participate. "I've seen so many people fucking around here, but you two are unique! You're just made for each other!"
"Ah... Don't say that...! That's wrong...! I love my husband...! Even if he has a beta little needle...!" She was trying to fight the next orgasm already rising in her spine. "This alpha cock is breaaaking meeee...! Just shoot your weak little load alreaaady! So I can get back to focusing...! On daddy...!"
"Not just that! Why don't you mark her too? After all, we put you through a lot of work, Mr. Waiter!"
"Mark her?"
"Yeah! Here, bend over properly, my bimbo! Let him nut on your face!"
To Boruto's surprise, there was no disagreement from the woman. It seems that Ay's words and ceaseless thrusts had thoroughly corroded her defiance
The prostitute gave him a wicked grin. The depravedness of the situation aroused her immensely. "Give me your baby milk, Mr. Waiter! However much you possibly can with that small, cute thing you have there...!"
Usually, Boruto would be a little more reluctant, but with how horny he was, he did not care. He just needed a few strokes to contribute to the spermy puddle on the woman's face. His loads were much thinner and smaller than Ay's, but he still did his best.
"Well, that was a little pathetic, but what should we expect from a creepy voyeur like this? It's what I'd expect from some beta loser who begs to cum on the face of a prostitute."
Boruto wanted to defend himself, but the reality of the situation made him look bad enough that he simply wanted to leave. "I-I'm sorry for everything. Please don't tell anyone."
"We won't! She doesn't mind it either, right?!" Ay tried to get a prompt out of the prostitute.
"Oh! Ooh! Ooooh! Idontmind! Nghhnn! Hooooh! Ghnnh! Thanksforcumming! Ghhnnhg!" The woman's eyes were rolled back, and her tongue danced out of her mouth. She was losing herself in what was likely the most explosive series of orgasms she had so far.
"Told ya. Look at her! I bet she's cumming this badly because of you! She's clamping down on my dick like a bitch, you have no idea, but I'm fighting my best here! Now get the fuck out while I crush her womb! If we want someone to watch, maybe we'll come find you some other day!"
Boruto jumped out of the balcony and ran away, feeling lucky. 'That woman... She's incredible! I hope I meet her again! Though I do feel bad for her husband and son…' He would later hear that the couple in question remained for several hours more after that.