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Chapter 9 - Breaking Hearts
Naruto entered the classy restaurant with his best shirt on, leading the group behind him, and was glad to hear some conversation flowing. Specifically, between the girls. Sure, Bolt was between the two of them and served as the common ground but still, Naruto liked to think that Hinata was warming up their would-be in-law. Paying the price of footing the bill for the meal seemed totally worth that and besides, he wasn't about to let Sarada pay despite her being part of the loss in their volleyball game, so this was an unavoidable cost.
The older blonde was helped to their table by a stewardess who seemed to do a double take at the group. It was understandable, Hinata often got them but the stewardess was likely also looking at Bolt who was fairly popular. Naruto looked back following her gaze and noticed that Bolt did have an arm around each woman and it made for a bit of an ostentatious scene.
A man with two women, dressed in flatteringly tight dresses of opposing colours. Hinata in white and Sarada in black against Bolt's grey shirt added to a potentially suggestive view.
"We'll send your waiter over shortly." The stewardess advised before leaving him to wait for the rest of the group.
Their chatter shifted to how nice the place was as Bolt guided Sarada to sit first. His hand lingered at her lower back in a warm gesture but then it became obvious that his other hand was lingering too, resting comfortably on top of Hinata's ass. Mom and son sat together and, without hesitating, Naruto took a seat next to Sarada.
"So, what have you and Bolt been up to in your secret relationship all this time then?" He opened jovially, drumming his fingers on the table.
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"I'm going to the ladies room." Hinata excused herself just as they finished the meal, dabbing her plump lips with a napkin. The group halted the conversation for a second as she stood and Naruto took a moment to stare at the scoop-necked dress and the way she bent over to leave the table. Her boobs looked better than ever.
"...So, maybe like a trip after-"
"Can I ask you something?" Sarada cut him off as Naruto tried to continue the conversation.
"Oh, yeah, of course…" He leaned back into the chair, appreciative of Sarada's interest. She really was a nice girl and he wanted to make her feel welcome.
"How'd you meet Hinata?"
"Oh, haha…" He laughed. "That's a long story I think, too long for tonight. But we were basically childhood friends, then the first and only partners…"
His mind drifted back to the early days.
"And she was always like this?" The girl's tone wasn't quite as enthused as he hoped but it made sense.
"No, Hinata is really a very sweet person on the inside…" He tried to play peacemaker as best as he could, phrasing his words in what he thought was best. "She's just protective of Bolt and naturally shy…"
"Shy?!" Sarada scoffed, a little rudely he thought.
"Yes, she's shy around new people, right Bolt?" The dad turned to his son to find Bolt's gaze off in the distance. "Bolt?"
"Huh?" The teen looked back for a second then ignored him again and this time Sarada was also looking in that direction.
"What's everyone- oh." He looked in the distance, just near the back where the restrooms were, and found his wife talking with their waiter.
"Fucking asshole wasn't happy with just a tip…" Bolt seethed in an uncharacteristic display of anger, his fingers wrapping around the back of Hinata's chair as they all watched.
"Is he crazy? He literally served us for the last two hours with you right here, Mr. Uzumaki…" Sarada chimed in.
"He's not flirting with her, guys. I'm sure it's just a friendly-"
"It's hardly friendly, he's staring at her like he wants her dress melting off!" Sarada added as an impatient tapping began with Bolt rapping his fingers against a chair. The duo in the distance continued to talk with Hinata standing steady while the guy seemed to edge closer to her. She was smiling and occasionally laughing but it was harmless.
"...Doesn't seem so shy to me…" Sarada's whined and suddenly he found himself snapping at her.
"Hey, you watch the way you talk about my wife!" Her black eyes were wide in shock, her face a picture of surprise and splashed with a deepening blush. So, his wife couldn't even talk to someone without being judged now. The older man felt a tinge of guilt at shouting at the girl but more than that he felt empowered, like he'd protected Hinata. Still, worries crept in as the silence held for a few seconds and he turned to find some support. "Right, son?"
They both looked to Bolt, Sarada presumably for help from her fiance, and both found an empty space. Two pairs of eyes tracked across the room and found Bolt storming up to his mother. An arm swung out, wrapping around Hinata's trim waist and pulling her tight to his frame, before words were exchanged. The waiter instantly became smaller and backed up a bit.
"What is he saying…" Sarada muttered quietly while they watched. Naruto couldn't hear either but visually Bolt seemed to be in full blown fight mode. His back was as straight as possible, giving him a solid six inches on the guy, his right arm was up, creating a divide between Hinata and the waiter, and his jaw was tense. His son was basically growling at the guy and his left seemed to be stroking Hinata's body while he spoke. The waiter took another step back and shook his head furiously before sparing a quick glance at Hinata and then mouthing what looked like…
"Sorry. He just apologised…" Then he was gone, almost running away with his tail tucked between his legs. Expecting them to return, Naruto continued to watch but they remained where they were. Words were exchanged between them, their faces close as Bolt kept her snug against him still. She smiled, they both glanced back at the table, and then Hinata rose to her tiptoes to give him a little peck. "What the fuck?!"
"..." What the fuck indeed. His wife's lips had just connected with Bolt's, only for a moment but it was something he'd never seen before, despite how much Hinata cared for their son. Bolt's hand snaked from her waist as he took a step back to the table. She took one towards the restrooms and then it happened. The young teen dropped his hand onto her ass and held steady. A few more words were had and all the while Bolt squeezed and pawed at her butt.
"What the fuck?! This fucking bitch!" Sarada was even more annoying now, her whiny voice getting shrill and sharp as she shouted on top of Naruto's mind reeling.
"Hey, can you control yourself?!" He snapped on her again, his own response to the display gone in place of a reaction to her. He frowned deeply at her outburst.
"Are you kidding me-"
"Sarada!" He silenced her. "I know that you're going to be a part of this family but let me be clear. You're here because of me and my wife and Bolt, don't forget that."
They both turned one final time and caught the finale as Bolt' smirked and nonchalantly slapped her ass, sending her off to her initial target, the restroom.
"I don't know what you think about something like this but there's nothing wrong with it…" His words began to fly out, coming from a place in his mind he didn't fully believe until he began to speak it. "They're close, they've always been close and sure that means that you'll see some things that seem odd but, if you talk to them, you'll understand."
It was true, they were always close and he hadn't had the kind of relationship they did with his own mother but he wouldn't stop them from it.
"Now, you grow up and decide what it is you're thinking when you suggest things about their relationship or call my wife a bitch in front of me!"
"But…" She averted her gaze and he liked the way it made him feel.
"But nothing, little lady. If you want to be with Bolt, then you'll need some thicker skin. Hinata has made a real effort, taking you shopping and spending time with you, and you'll appreciate it." Naruto punctuated his final sentence with a clearing of his throat. A moment later, the younger blonde arrived, a grin on his face.
"Good job, kiddo."
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"See you kids in the morning." Naruto smiled as him and his crazy wife shot off in the the taxi while Sarada stood there in shock. Bolt was perfect, his face and body and personality and money being everything she wanted, but his family were fucking insane. A slut mom and a stupid, oblivious dad. God, the sooner the vacation was over the better. She'd get back, get some help from the family and move out, as far from the craziness as possible. She'd keep him clear of the influence that she was amazed hadn't ruined him already.
"So this is supposed to be like the best place here…" Her fiance nudged her shoulder as he spoke, taking her hand in his warmly. With the older couple thankfully gone, she was able to focus on her man and what she'd originally thought this trip would actually be about.
"It looks really nice." She smiled at him. "Do you think it'll be busy?"
"Gotta be, right? It's ten now and there's not many places open this late around here. Least, that's what the tour guide said." He was wearing that same dark shirt that fit him so well, the top two buttons were undone and it showcased the top of his chest and that glinting chain around his neck.
"Hey, maybe we should come back with our friends some time? You know, just us and the gang…" She pulled him close and tried not to think that the hand she was currently gripping had been squeezing Hinata's ass an hour ago. He smelt good which helped her move her mind on a bit.
"Yeah, maybe, but what's the point in coming back so soon? We've got to try new things? I mean, how else will we find out exactly what we like…"
"Right…" She agreed. Coming back would just trigger unwanted memories anyways. "Maybe we could go to that place Chocho mentioned?"
"...yeah…" Bolt seemed distant as they walked and soon they were walking together in quiet contemplation. Spotting a few things, she tried to get into a conversation she'd been waiting for.
"Sooo… now that it's all official…" She broached it broadly, pulling his hand into hers. "I was looking at some ideas for the wedding."
He looked at her and rolled his eyes with a smile.
"No no! I'm telling you, I really did just start looking!" She tugged him closer. "And I figure we need to start saving for it anyways right?"
"Yeah, that's very sensibly put…" Bolt agreed suspiciously.
"Exactly so I was thinking, we go traditional but with that venue that was built recently?"
"Is that uh…"
"The Grand! I knew you'd remember!" She beamed.
"Couldn't forget how you lit up looking at it. Obviously hatched your schemes a while ago…" He side eyed her comically earning a jokey jab to his ribs.
"Yeah well I asked about a spring wedding next year and they said they'd do it! For only 150k too!" Sarada paused a second to gauge his reaction and her rich fiance barely even flinched. God, she loved how she felt around him.
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"Spring weather would be nice and then it's not too long a wait? April I guess would be like five months away."
"Righttt! And then, I was thinking we'd do a reception at Victoria's, that won't be much. Maybe like 20-30?" Bolt made sure not to ease his grip as his fiancee began tossing out a barrage of costs.
"Flowers and stuff are really one of the big ones but the catering company is actually tied with this florist that will do it for barely 45! I said I wanted the azalea focus because it's a great sign of success!" Sarada yanked him over to a stray man standing next to the beach with a basket of roses. Bolt bought her one and then she held it tight, her eyes almost closed as she talked.
"It wasn't even really a question, I just said to go for it! I mean, when we're going all out, of course we'd want all the bridesmaids in matching outfits but custom made."
"Well I had to book well in advance, around 12 months, and so I had them set up a tab under your name. They were so nice about it, honestly! Oh except for this bitchy receptionist who was like trying to talk about how she was surprised you were getting married earlier."
"Oh?" Bolt perked up for the first time.
"Yeah, someone you went to school with. Well I told her that she could put us down for the spring because I'd managed to lock down the school hunk…" Sarada gave him a flirty look and at any other point, he'd have been happy about it. But, something was wrong.
"Did you book these things already?"
"...well yeah, babe." She sort of shrugged. "You have to for the availability."
"Right but, spring. So you booked it six months before I even asked you?"
"Oh, Bolt haha, I knew you were going to ask." She chuckled like he'd made a silly comment interrupting her.
"You did?"
"Yeah, duh, we'd been together for a year and a half, never argue and go on amazing dates all the time. It's perfect. Of course you were going to fall in love with me and the ring was coming."
"...oh…"
"I know everything about you, silly." Bolt grit his teeth a little. She walked ahead and his phone was in his hand before he knew it, sending a text.
Send me a picture of your tits.
As Sarada droned on about the next outrageously expensive thing she'd ordered for the wedding he hadn't even thought about yet, his phone buzzed and the blonde discreetly pulled it up, expectantly.
Send me a picture of your dick x
A small smirk hit his lips and Bolt walked down the strip with messages going.
I asked first
You did.
A picture loaded showing his mom's gorgeous face, still pretty dolled up from their dinner angled up for a top-down selfie. One that, criminally, showing only the tiniest bit of her neck and clavicle. God, she'd looked so good in that white dress.
But I want something in return x
I'm with Sarada right now. I can't x
Hmmm you can't or you won't? I've sent your dad out with his clients again so it's just me all alone in this big bed. I could get real creative with pictures if you wanna play with me x
A devil emoji came along with the message and Bolt felt it really summed up Hinata.
Come on, don't make me beg… x
Okayyyy x
Bolt was excited for it to show but the message never came. Instead, he was nudged firmly by Sarada who stared at him expectantly.
"Sorry, is something more important than our wedding?" She had a smile on but Bolt knew she meant it.
"It's my mom." He couldn't hold back what he knew would trigger her.
"..." Her face hardened and her lips pursed. "You guys kiss a lot?"
A jolt of electricity fired through his entire being and his cock began to rise a bit. Damn, Hinata really had done a number on him.
"Yeah, I mean…" He looked away a bit before committing. She'd seen him at the restaurant. He'd been crazy to do it but he wasn't about to let some asshole chat up his mom with him there. No he had to show that little shit who was boss. The kiss had just been Hinata's way of thanking him in that way she liked. It was the first time they'd been so open and, at the time, he couldn't think of anything hotter.
"It's just like a family thing. A little kiss here and there you know…?"
"...right…"
"We're close, Sarada… I told you already. She's opening up to you."
"... really close…" She clearly couldn't stop herself from commenting but the way she looked irritated him a bit.
"She's never made the effort to open up to any of my girlfriends…" Bolt tried to rescue the direction of their conversation, throwing his fiancee a liferaft. "The fact that she listened to you about her clothes and went shopping with you is pretty huge for her. Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?"
"Babe, I'm not being harsh. I-" She took a sharp breath, the rose suddenly limp in her hands. "I just thought we knew everything about each other. Now… I don't know. Your mom is a lot to deal with."
The blonde teen looked down at his girl, her eyes a bit hollow as she returned to slandering his mom. She wasn't the only one surprised to learn more about her partner. Bolt was finding out that Sarada didn't just have a streak of jealousy, she was clinical about their relationship. Over the two years they'd been together, she'd apparently been in total control, morphing him and choosing things for him that he hadn't even considered. Now, the first time in their life, he had gone off her script, she'd gone crazy. Effectively accusing Hinata of being some sort of nympho who would fuck anything even him.
The fact that he wanted to fuck her brains out too didn't factor into Sarada's world and it spoke to how well she knew him too. Didn't she realise that he could make decisions too? That he could go out tonight and have Hinata bouncing on his lap if he put his mind to it.
"But, you know, once we get back, we can look at places to move out and I'm sure this phase will blow over…" Sarada smiled saccharinely at him. "Chocho's mom said there's a neighbourhood near their place which…"
Her words turned into background noise as Bolt disappeared into his own thoughts, his own base instincts growing more dominant in the battle against his sensible mind. Before he said something he'd regret, the teen took a firm step forwards.
"I think there's a nice place further down there." Bolt changed the subject, pointing out the brighter light further down and pushed back the darker thoughts that had been forming in his mind.
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"We're going to this special private beach." Hinata beamed as her little stud arrived at the table for breakfast. His plate, stacked with a flurry of veg and rice, made her appreciate the effort he put in to make up for his insane appetite.
"Oh right?" The little bitch chimed in unnecessarily. "What kind?"
"A local paradise apparently. Really really exclusive but one that I've always wanted to try. I hear the sand is so pure and it's amazing for your skin. Like a little alcove almost with rocks surrounding a quiet patch of water." Hinata gushed about the location she'd been excited to see.
"It's recommended by the firm too, actually. A lot of the guys knew about it." Naruto offered his support while tucking into a bloated portion of cake.
"Oh okay, I think me and Bolt were hoping to have some time doing our own thing actually…" The pathetic girl nibbled on a piece of asparagus while stroking Bolt's arm.
"I've already booked it though…" Hinata pouted. "There's a car coming to get us in like an hour…"
Her large eyes fluttered at the young blonde opposite her, her leg rubbing his under the table and they shared a look.
"I'm not getting in between you two again, haha. Maybe we can look at some pictures and decide?"
"Oh, I've got some ready!" Hinata jumped in, pulling up her phone and sharing another look with her hot son. Swipe, swipe, swipe. She flicked through a bunch she'd downloaded intentionally and then stopped. "I got these last night."
Bolt's fingers found her leg and a hand brushed her skin. Just one more swipe and she'd show Sarada exactly why she'd been on her phone late last night. But she was willing to wait.
"It looks incredible right? And apparently, they only let a few people in so we'll have a ton of privacy." Hinata locked onto Sarada.
"...It's nice, but there's a lot of stuff on the island to do." The dark-eyed girl met her gaze. "Like a local history museum, and oh! That guided tour."
"I think I know it, but it'll be way too hot for a walking tour until the afternoon anyways, won't it?" Hinata countered expertly. "I don't know about you, but there's not many more layers I can take off here to cool down, haha…"
"No, yeah… that's fair. Erm, maybe just a few museums then or like- maybe we just split the group for a bit?"
"Well sure, but I don't think you'd want to hang out with my husband for very long, would you?" Both men laughed at the joke while Sarada managed a terse smile. The girl was clearly ramping up to just say what she was thinking when, for once, the bumbling idiot did something right.
"I don't think we want to split the group. Bolt and his mom really don't get a lot of down time together with things the way they are now…" The bitch went silent. Apparently, so weak that even Naruto could silence her.
"..." A pause passed and then Hinata announced her victory. "Well, it's settled then, we get ready to leave in an hour."
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Naruto almost drooled at the sight of his bombshell wife. Wearing a bright blue bikini top, with three straps coming across where the majority of the cup should have been and a tiny nipple covering hoisting the huge breasts as best as they could. The neck straps formed a cute bow at her slender back, while the bottoms were a high waisted style that looked pulled up even further up her ass. Not that Hinata's butt wouldn't do that anyways, each jiggly cheek shifting the tiny fabric into a thin line every step. Ontop, she covered up with a sheer, white embroidered kimono thing that was more thread than fabric. The item was loosely tied at her stomach and allowed for a luscious view of thighs and ass and boobs.
"Hey mom, damn…!" Bolt took the words right out of his mouth. "You look good, and wearing the choker too… awesome."
His son was referencing the shell-beaded short necklace he'd bought her at some point, the thing hugged her neck like a choker and made her look like an island milf. It paired well with the anklet and bracelets.
"Not so bad yourself, baby…" Hinata stroked his shoulder as they briefly hugged. Naruto's boy was wearing a rumpled white cotton shirt, slightly loose on him and with a fair few glimpses of his chest. That led to the red shorts Hinata chose for him and they appeared even more snug than before, bulging out embarrassingly. He didn't like it but Hinata and Bolt did, so he held back from mentioning it again. Wearing his own board shorts and a t-shirt, he felt more of a tourist but it was too late to change, especially after he'd joked to Hinata that she was overdressed.
"Hey guys." Bolt's fiancee appeared last, with a few minutes to go for the taxi and donned a pretty flattering two-piece, covered up by flowy, summer dress. "We good to go?"
The trip would last three hours in total, with the return already booked and paid for. Naruto had shelled out a fair chunk for this thing, with the prices being expensive even for this place. His coworkers had laughed and told him he'd be crying when he got back but that he'd love it while there and Naruto was banking on that. More so, the blonde had Hinata on his back about it, telling him how excited she was and how much she couldn't wait so he felt he had to give it to her.
He watched her get dressed with his mouth open and she winked at him a few times, leaving him thinking only one thing. A private beach five times the price of anything else was sure to lead to some action for it. Offering extra to the taxi driver to be discreet then was an easy yes.
Naruto's phone buzzed and he clapped his hands.
"That must be the taxi, guys." The group smiled as he pulled his phone from his bag. The towels and sunscreen and all of Hinata's things were in there so getting to the phone took a while. The group began to head for the exit as he did and then he froze. "Shit."
"...you coming, Dad?" Bolt slowed to wait for him as the girls went out and he was glad about it.
"Damn…" He stared at the screen again and cursed his own luck as Bolt approached with his own rucksack in tow.
"Dad?"
"Son, sorry about this. My client just texted me. There's been a huge mixup on the deal and they need me to go look at it right now…" Naruto looked up at his son, expecting disappointment and maybe even some harsh words but there were none.
"It's okay, I get it."
"You do?" Naruto blinked slowly.
"Yeah, I get it. VVIP, right?" His son took the news like a champ. Like an adult.
"Yeah, exactly son." Naruto smiled a little. "They've gotta have me look over a few things just for a bit. I'll probably only be a few hours…"
"I get it. Sucks you won't get to see the beach…" Bolt reached down for Naruto's bag and hoisted that to his other shoulder as Naruto rose from the ground.
"Glad you understand, son." Naruto patted him on the shoulder and chuckled. Hinata was definitely not going to be happy about this. Bolt may have been cool about it but his wife would probably explode. Unless. "Uh, hey, bud, could you… err… tell your mom for me?"
"What really?" Bolt's eyes widened a bit but Naruto tried to goad him into it.
"Just you know, she'll hear it better coming from you…" It was a bit manipulative, sure, but it wasn't his fault and Hinata would treat him like it was, at least for a day or two.
"I mean, I can but don't you think-"
"No no, don't overthink it kiddo, just head out and tell her that I had a work call…" Naruto felt his confidence growing now and fished out a single item for Bolt. "Keep her happy, whatever she wants, you know."
The teen took his credit card.
"Just so she isn't too pissed off about this… Promise I'll make it up to her…" He grinned sheepishly and began walking back from the exit before Bolt could reconsider. Sure Hinata might yell at him for letting Naruto go, but she was always going to be softer on Bolt. So really, this was better for everyone.
"Yeah, fine dad… haha… " His son laughed a bit, shaking his head in disbelief and Naruto laughed with him, before they parted in the hotel lobby for the day.
The older man looked at his phone again and shook his head.
Ohara screwed up and she's expecting you to fix it. Better get over here and get ready to kiss her ass after you do.
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"God, he's so fucking useless!" Hinata raged in the small, cosy taxi. "I mean seriously, he can't take a bit of time off to spend with us!"
Sarada sat back on the right side, with Bolt as a barrier between her and the psycho mom, but hearing the bitch talk crazy was still hard.
"..." Her fiance didn't say much, just that his dad had been called by work and wouldn't be coming. Okay, what was the big deal?
"Just typical, really. It's always about him and his career. He doesn't even know what's going on with us!"
"..."
"Did he tell you what it was? Did he need to go kiss the ass of his 'VVIP' or make sure to kneel so she could clean her shoes off?" The old lady hissed and shrieked like a banshee, her eyes wild even as Sarada pretended not to be looking. Was this what Bolt meant by opening up? Hinata Hyuuga, not a quiet, pretty mom but a crazy toxic bitch who liked to slut it up?
"He just had a message. I didn't ask…" Bolt's hand found Hinata's leg and Sarada twitched at that but she held back.
"You know he doesn't even need to do this shit anymore?" That perked Sarada's ears. Beyond the general batshit insane things, Hinata had never hinted at the money. Rumours put the Hyuuga family as multi-millionaires. A family of surgeons with exceptional eyesight who owned half the practises in the city. "He could just stop, end with some dignity, but nooooo! He wants to wipe up after smug assholes to give himself something to do. To feed his fucking ego…"
"Yeah, I know…" Bolt slipped up too and Sarada latched onto that. The things she wanted were expensive and her man hadn't even blinked. He was rich and she loved that. She loved knowing she'd be able to do whatever she wanted once they were together. He loved her and would let her do anything she wanted once they were settled. But still, he'd never straight up told her how wealthy he was. And Sarada, being a smart girl, had never asked to ensure she didn't look like a gold-digger.
She was his and he was hers so she'd inherit that same wealth in time anyways.
Still, it's not like she wasn't curious.
"Did I tell you about the VIP's little friend too? Mr roaming hands…"
"Huh?" Bolt's voice tensed up.
"Yeah. What a fucking asshole that guy was too…"
"He touched you…?" Sarada could hear the rage building in her man.
"No but he wanted to… Your dad barely even reacted. Can you imagine that, Sarada?" Suddenly, eyes were on her and the teen rushed to the correct answer.
"That's horrible." A real man would protect her, like Bolt. Hearing this Sarada figured the restaurant made more sense now or at least, Bolt's actions did.
"He is." A pause hit the taxi and then Bolt took the lead.
"Okay, you got it out of you now?" His fingers brushed Hinata's leg, soothing her with it and his gentle tone. "Take a breath, let it out and let's make the most of it."
"He's such a fucking loser…" The whiny bitch muttered quietly, her hand landing on Bolt's intimately.
"Yeah…" Bolt agreed to soothe her and then he switched the tone again. "We'll be there soon and it'll be paradise. Just you and me on a gorgeous beach…"
"..." Sarada bit her tongue, knowing he was just doing it for Hinata. Inwardly though, she knew that there was no way in hell she'd be leaving them alone together no matter what.
"Okay?" Bolt leaned in close and Sarada watched as the crazy bat breathed out heavily.
"Okay, baby."
"Good." Then it happened. Hinata angled her head, Bolt adjusted himself and the distinct smack of a soft kiss tore into Sarada's ears. The duo pulled apart, their hands now holding each other as Bolt's free hand found her own and there she sat, trying desperately to accept the fact that this was normal for them. Trying to focus on the life she'd have once they were married and she ripped him out of this fucked up dynamic,
~oOo~
"What?"
"Yes…" The attendant managed in accented english.
"No, that's not acceptable." Sarada repeated herself in disbelief. Bolt glanced over to his mom and found her there with a deliciously evil smile. God, she'd definitely planned this bit.
"It is rule." The attendant shrugged, pointing at the board again. On it was the same rough impression sketch that had Bolt confused moments ago.
"We've paid for this beach, we should be allowed to-"
"Madam, it is part of rule, you pay for beach, you follow rule."
"Bolt, can you talk to them?!" Sarada spun to him with a bright red face. "This is ridiculous!"
"It's unexpected for sure…" The teen dropped the bags down and walked closer, looking down at the wiry attendant. His eyes were clearly more interested in the milf with them than talking to Bolt but the blonde went for it anyways. With very little real interest in succeeding, he spoke. "Hi, can we maybe go to a different section?"
"Beach small." The guy shook his head.
"How about towels?"
"There."
"Maybe swimwear?"
"No."
"Right…" The blonde turned back to find Sarada's arms firmly crossed and a scowl on her lips. Hinata, just behind her, was smirking and when their eyes locked, she licked her lips a little. Damn. "Maybe we try it?"
"Are you crazy?!" Sarada shrieked. "Sorry!"
She immediately apologised but rushed over and grabbed his arm, tugging him along into a corner.
"Bolt, this isn't okay." She flat out refused.
"Well, we can't go back, there's nothing around here, and we have paid for it."
"Who cares about the money, just pay the guy to get us out of here or something."
"..."
"Or why don't we just stay here for a while?"
"I figure me and mom can go in if you're not-"
"NO!" She glanced over to the others over her outbreak. "No way…"
She bit her lip aggressively and Bolt felt bad for her but he wasn't about to turn down the experience he'd have in there.
"Listen, it's barely different to having bikinis and stuff on really… Mom won't be weird about it."
"What a surprise-"
"Hey."
"No but…"
"Come on, Sarada… we're on vacation, Let's enjoy it for what it is and then we can go back and talk about the crazy shit we tried out here… huh?" Her dark-eyes flickered in thought, glancing back and forth between him and his mom. She didn't trust it, and given Hinata had been the one to set the trip up, Sarada probably suspected Hinata knew about the rule too. It made sense but Bolt wasn't interested in sense anymore. She thought she was running every aspect of their relationship, even their engagement, well he could make decisions too and this was one he wasn't budging on. "Come on… a funny little story for after we're married…"
Her face lit up and the blonde knew he had her. He turned without waiting for a reply and nodded at the attendant.
"Go to room, lady will take clothes."
"Thank you…"
"Thanks."
"...yeah thanks…"
The trio politely headed through to the next room, a large wooden area with nothing except for a small slotted gate and a little box next to it.
They all looked at eachother and the Hinata cheerily spoke.
"Let's get naked."
~oOo~
Hinata tossed her kimono cover into the box and then encouraged Bolt to do the same with his shirt. His cut body was exposed and she chuckled at the sight of Sarada hiding in the corner.
"Come on, Sarada, it's just us." The girl refused to acknowledge her and it caused the temptation to grow inside her. "Baby, maybe we should leave it. She's obviously not confident in this…"
The short whore snapped her head back but quickly shied away, unable to confront Hinata's still-covered curves.
"No way, Mom. We're going in. Sarada's cool."
"Okay tiger, well let's get those shorts off huh?" She giggled eagerly, earning a look from him that had her pussy creaming.
"Same time as you, Mom."
Sarada's summer dress fell just as Hinata tugged her panties down and her stud son shuffled his tight red shorts off. God, she was so turned on.
~oOo~
"Can you help me with my top?" Sarada wanted to scream at the gross question. Although she really didn't want to turn, she forced herself to. She threw her bikini top and bottoms away and almost roared as she turned only to be stunned into silence.
"Yeah, course." Bolt was behind Hinata, his hands freeing her monstrous chest from her obscene bikini top while his exposed dick was almost touching her massive ass.
"...hey…" Her voice was too quiet to even be heard as she stared incredulously.
"Thanks baby."
"No worries…" He said, as if she'd asked him to pick up the TV remote or something and then, in almost slow motion, Hinata turned to face him. Sarada watched as the duo looked each other over. Hinata's boobs had to be fake. They were so big on her little waist and didn't even sag despite her age. Each massive melon was capped with a perfect pink areola and nipple. What a fucking slut.
Her chest vaulted out, her stomach was taut and slim but then her waist was wide as hell, heading onto full thighs and shapely legs.
It was the pussy that broke Sarada most though. She'd known about Hinata's huge rack and thick ass but this was really unfair. A perfect triangle of hair and bald, perfect lips on a tiny little pussy. Her mound was like something from a magazine; it was so unnaturally faultless. No tattoos or anything which surprised Sarada, the woman was like something created in a lab and she had to tell herself that most of it was probably fake. Bimbo whore. No one looked like that. She only hoped Bolt thought that too and that the thought was tinged with disgust over it being his own mom.
If he did feel that way, Bolt sure hid it well.
"Ready?" Her fiance turned to her, his rock hard, chiselled body and legs on full show and serving like a gigantic neon sign pointing to how hung he was. The mom and son stood side by side, totally naked, and looked to her in anticipation. They didn't cover anything and they weren't shy so it was down to her to sheepishly agree with one hand over her pussy.
"...Yeah."
~oOo~
"It's gorgeous here, right?" The sun blasted down on them ferociously as soon as they exited from the little entrance way. Bolt took the lead with Hinata just at his side and they talked as if nothing were out of place at all. With every single bit of control he had in him, the blonde refrained from openly gawking at the drool-inducing thickness of his counterpart. The sun seemed built to just highlight how insanely gorgeous she really was, the light causing Hinata to almost shine.
She drew the gaze of the few people dotted around, with the men breaking their necks to stare at her with slack jaws. His mom was definitely too bright for Sarada because the skinnier girl was a full three or four steps behind, her hands still fumbling around for coverage on her form.
Bolt made sure to look back at her and smile a few times, but mostly he needed to concentrate on not getting hard. Part of that was appreciating the beach, and it was immaculate too. Even more so than the first few, this place was like a paradise on earth, with waves of white sand untouched by humanity, huge towering palm trees swaying in a seaside breeze and gentle rolling water.
"Incredible Mom…" He managed as she looked to him for approval. "You picked a great spot…"
The pleased grin she sprouted was confirmation he'd said the right thing and Hinata raised her arms up to the sky as she stopped for a moment. The blonde took an extra step and then stopped, turning to appreciate her form. Fuck, she was so sexy it hurt.
"Are we going to sit down anywhere?" An intrusive voice broke the spectacle and Bolt tried to bite back the desire to tell her to go away.
~ooOoo~
"Oh, sure honey, there should be some sun loungers and some…" Bolt's mom scanned the horizon and finally landed on some loungers which were sat on top of a wooden hut-esque structure. A large parasol hung above and there was a small enclosed section too. Thank God.
"Let's go." She instructed the group, unwilling to hold back on her tone this time. Ignoring the crazy setting, Sarada figured she could at least cover up a bit once there. There would definitely be some towels and regardless of what the dick at the counter said, she'd be using it. A series of paces later, she turned back and seethed at the scene.
Under the blazing sun, Bolt stood still, his hands behind his head causing his huge arms to flex, staring out at the shimmering waters, while Hinata stared too. The older woman's ridiculously toned ass sat like a fucking shelf on top of her shapely legs and it left Sarada left out. The only one not included in the instragram-bait porn pose. All around the private beach, the scattered people all stared, every single man and woman gawking at the absurd display of human attractiveness.
"Come on, guys!" The sooner this was over, the sooner the nightmare would end.
~oOo~
The hut was a godsend, with the sun disappearing between the huge parasol just as she spotted a multitude of towels and a small cooler.
"Oh my god, the towels!" Sarada raided the set instantly, taking hold of the largest one and wrapping it around herself from shoulder to ankle. "Thank fucking Go-"
"Oh cool, they have drinks here?" Bolt took a step onto the wooden decking under the parasol and she noticed it. His dick swung a bit heavier than before.
"See if they have any cocktails in there, baby. It's hot…" Hinata took a step on too, except she stopped in the sun, stroking a hand over her bouncy chest and stomach. Her ridiculous cleavage glistened in an obnoxious way even as the perfect orbs bounced with each step.
"What's the cooler got, Sarada?" She frowned at him. "...err, everything okay?"
Bolt stepped into the shade with her and finally seemed to notice the towel.
"Are you seriously more worried about the drinks than having your dick out on show…?!" She hissed at him, tilting to look behind him for a second before continuing. "I mean, that guy was crazy, but you don't need to listen to him. We've paid for this, there's no way he kicks us-"
"We paid for it, Sarada…" He stopped her, stepping close to move out of earshot and owning the space in that small hut. "My family. I can't just be an asshole about it. It's not right…"
"Are you-!" She felt a fuse blowing. "You're loaded! Just pay the guy and he'll literally do whatever you want! Hell, give me your card and I'll-"
"No."
"Excuse me?" She couldn't believe him.
"I said no, Sarada. Mom wanted to come here and I'm not about to ruin it because you're jealous of her."
"What…?!" She shrieked quietly, pushing back into a corner and making sure that his slut mom couldn't see her as her brain tried to comprehend the insanity of his words. "Me, jealous of her?! Are you crazy? She's a-"
"I've seen you looking at her, Sarada. I can tell."
"I'm not jealous, Bolt, and if you think-"
"Did you think she was pretty?"
"What?"
"When she took her clothes off, did you think she was pretty?" His question lingered for a second. "Or did you think she looked like a bimbo? A slut?"
"I didn't-"
"You did." His hand landed on her shoulder and the other at her cheek, raising her gaze to him again, soft and tender. "I know you, I know what you thought. You hate her gorgeous face and amazing body and don't want it around me."
"That's not- I'd be crazy to-"
"Exactly. Babe, do you see how crazy it is that you are jealous?" He leaned in close, his handsome reassuring face so near her. "She's family. Yes, she's attractive but we're family. Do you really think that you've got anything to be worried about?"
"I-"
"Huh?" He seemed to encourage her stifled speech.
"I don't…"
"No… Come on, I know it's something new but she's trying to get to know you. Just make an effort too and you'll be on good terms before you know it…"
"I can't be naked around her, Bolt…" She ducked her head.
"Hey, that's okay…" His thumb stroked her cheek supportively. "Look, let's just get comfortable and you can see how you go okay?"
"Uh huh…"
~oOo~
"Okayyy, so we've got pina coladas, towels and a bathroom with a working shower…!" Bolt stepped out onto the decking, feeling a blitz of heat strike him.
"Oooh, one pina colada please, handsome." Bolt walked over to the sun lounger and deliberately stood next to it, with a drink in each hand. God the view was like something of a succubus. Laying down, her massive tits spread slightly, while her ass and legs flattened to an even bigger size, turning her already raunchy body up to eleven. Her tight little pussy teased him most though, it's perfect walls calling for him to split them apart.
Hinata turned to him and glanced up at first before checking for Sarada's presence.
"Your future wife not joining us?" He could hear the sarcasm dripping off her voice.
"She is, figured I'd give you a good look before she put a stop to it…" Bolt smirked down at her, shifting the one can of pre-mixed cocktail right next to his swinging meat.
"..." The naughty milf reached out and slowly took the drink from him, leaving him a bit disappointed. Walking nude with her and Sarada had been so hot that he was keen for more. The cracking of the can presented another opportunity which he took.
"Taste good?"
"Delicious." She took a slow sip, slurping it audibly as her plump lips pursed. "Try some…"
She stared up at him suggestively and the blonde smirked back.
"How about I serve you some of my special drink?"
"Right here? How would you do that, stud?"
"..." Bolt glanced back and then leant close. "I was thinking I'd fuck you until you blacked out before I served you a glass of thick, fresh cum…"
"..." Her eyes glazed over with lust and he smirked arrogantly at the idea of it before Sarada's voice came again.
"There's some water here too."
~oOo~
"I totally get it, Sarada. Whatever you're comfortable with." Hinata lied with ease as the trio took their final places. Bolt lay in the middle, Hinata on the right and Sarada sat underneath the parasol, her towel across her legs to hide that skanky vag of hers. Apparently, she thought the world wanted to see her mosquito bite titties.
"I know you probably think it's a bit embarrassing but I've never really done anything like this." It was really more embarrassing that she had taken up the seat with a view of both Bolt and Hinata, as if she could stop them by keeping an eye over them.
"Oh, don't worry honey, it's a new experience for us too."
"Really?" Sarada seemed surprised and glad. What a stupid bitch.
"Yeah, it's not exactly easy to find a place and time where it's okay to strip off with your son."
"Haha… right…"
"No really, I understand you being shocked." Bolt was laying back without saying much and the relaxed atmosphere prompted Hinata to be particularly devious. "Have to say, you're not the only one that's shocked."
"...Oh, what'd you mean?" Sarada leaned forwards and then Hinata dropped an anvil on her.
"His dick is really big."
"..." The little bitch's mouth dropped and Bolt turned his neck a bit too, staring at her with those smouldering blue eyes. Fuck, she was so naughty.
"I mean, I always knew it was big but god, that thing is ridiculous baby…"
"What can I say…" Bolt joined in, throwing his hands behind his head cockily and adjusting his hips a bit as if wordlessly encouraging her to go on. His heavy package lay arrogantly between his muscular thighs, a lone thick vein pulsing in approval of her words.
"You definitely didn't get that thing from your dad…"
"Haha, thanks Mom…"
"You're a lucky girl, Sarada… His dad can barely do the job but you must have no trouble with that thing…"
"I don't know if…" The ratty whore tried to cut in but her baby boy knew just how to stop it.
"Guess I got your genes, huh Mom?" He flirted back openly, throwing the attention back to her sensual body.
"You did… Though, I think with you swinging that thing around, I should be calling you Daddy…"
The comment was followed by a small laugh but no one really seemed to find it funny. Her own nipples twitched, Bolt's cock pulsed and Sarada looked absolutely horrified. The trio held their positions, locked away from the real world and it was finally the same naughty temptress who broke the standstill.
"Can you see if they've got any oil back there? I want to tan a little…" The request was unspoken but he knew what she wanted.
"Haha… Maybe if you behave yourself…" Her hunky son chuckled as he rose from the lounger, seeming to slow intentionally near her so she could appreciate his long, beautiful cock.
~oOo~
Bolt almost shivered with anticipation as the wet splurt of the oily tan lotion squirted out into his palm. The blonde put the bottle to one side and adjusted himself behind his fiancee as he rubbed the oil lightly between his fingers to warm it. In the heat, it hardly mattered but Sarada appreciated it as his hands began to rub at her shoulders and neck. She'd taken a spot to the left of his lounger, in the shade, while he was getting the oil and now he was facing her as she lay face down on it.
"Mhh…" Soft, gentle moans of approval sounded as he covered her back and legs until it finally came to her ass. The towel over it hid her but he was keen to have her naked at least. He couldn't help his ego wanting to experience having two women totally at his fingers. "Uh?"
"Come on, it's just us here… Try it."
"Okay…" She accepted and he quickly tossed the towel aside and set about kneading oily lotion into her slender cheeks. The whole time he worked, he was quick and efficient, knowing that the real prize was two sun loungers away. With her just barely coated, the blonde moved from her and paused.
"Think you're up next, Mom."
"Huh-" Sarada turned a bit at that and Bolt did have a moment of guilt as she stared at him, very blatantly asking him not to.
"Come on then, baby, I'm getting red already…" Hinata flipped too only, for her, it meant she was laying on top of two huge airbags which bulged out wildly on the sides. Avoiding Sarada's unvoiced request, Bolt moved and another thick splurt of oil sounded as he took his position. With a smirk beneath his cool exterior, Bolt straddled his thick mom and made sure to dig his hips in deep forcing his soft shaft to lay itself across the crack of her ass.
"Hmmm…" Hinata moaned hornily as his hands first found her small shoulders and her thin arms. The blonde took his time with his hot mom, making sure to knead her soft body and the lean muscle beneath it as he rubbed her downward. Every single inch of her back was slathered with the tanning oil and he made sure to stroke her neck a little before finally addressing the two big problems. Big, thick, asscheeks.
"Bolt… you're…" Sarada voiced from her lounger and suddenly Bolt realised himself. His dick was awake and pulsing from time to time between his hot mom's cheeks. The tempted blonde looked back at his fiancee and smiled warmly, beckoning her over to the mom-son couple.
"Come on baby, don't be shy…" Hinata encouraged him, turning her head to look back at him and in doing so pumping her ass up a bit. The trio seemed to take a second, as if knowing the depravity of what was about to occur, but eventually, Bolt acted. His eager, lubed up hands pressed downward and groped the butt in front of him. "Ohh…. Hnnggh…"
Her ass felt so fucking good, it hurt. Soft and supple and toned and huge, his hands barely managed to cover half of each wobbling cheek as he circled and palmed them. Time seemed irrelevant as was the obvious attraction in this new state. This intoxicating feeling had the blonde going nuts.
Hinata turned full slut too as she mewled over his treatment and Bolt was just a man after all. He couldn't resist the temptation to knead her ass under the guise of oiling her up before pulling the firm cheeks apart and shifting back to let his meat drag across her puckered, pretty asshole. Glancing back at his partner, Bolt watched for her reaction but in the end he acted, pushing his right hand across and, with everyone aware of it, running his fingers down her asshole and cupping her pussy.
~oOo~
Sarada watched in horror as her fiance, the man she was going to marry, effectively lubed up a whore in front of her. She sat and watched, completely useless, as Bolt's now hard dick scraped against Hinata's shapely legs while his hands roamed her body leisurely. Every single sculpted shape and muscle, every single dip and all her holes were attended too as Sarada sat there and had to deal with it silently.
She'd used up her tether too early and now, the raven-haired girl didn't know how to pull them away from each other without seeming like a bitch.
Hinata moaned and Bolt worked, his fingers regularly rubbing the sides of her breasts and her butt. Surely, it was enough but her fiance continued to lather his mom up in a display of the most fucked up family dynamic yet. What was worse was that, if they didn't stop for her, Sarada could only imagine how they acted when it was just Naruto as witness.
"I've always wanted to sunbathe in the nude." The oiled up slut added needlessly. God, didn't she have any shame at all?
"Oh yeah?" Sarada's fiance didn't seem bothered at all, his brain warped by the whore who'd brought him up.
"Yeah, you know that red bikini I wear in the backyard?"
"...oh yeah… damn, so that's like a compromise?"
"Don't want the delivery boy seeing the girls, as much as I'd like to go for it." Hinata laughed as if they were not in the middle of a sensual massage and Bolt seemed to act normally too. His raging hard cock apparently playing no role in the conversation as he finished up with a slow massage of Hinata's feet. A quiet moan sounded as Bolt evidently hit some sore spot for his mom and thankfully, it marked the end of his wandering hands. Sarada could put it behind her hoping that Hinata felt fake and plastic to her man.
"Just my front and then Sarada can do you, baby." What.
"What?" Sarada let loose.
"Oh, sorry honey, is that a problem?" Hinata flipped over and was basically shoving those massive boobs out while acting coy. Fucking hoe.
"No, I just… err…"
"No, Mom, it's fine, haha…" Bolt chuckled Sarada's concerns away and then gripped the bottle of oil without any more discussion.
"Oh good, you know I want you to be as comfortable as possible with us…" Hinata smiled, flashing perfect teeth and full lips but it didn't stop Sarada noticing the small bumps. The slut was turned on by Bolt. Her nipples were definitely hard. God, she was sick. She was the problem. She was the one ruining everything Sarada had planned and wanted. "A real part of the family… Mnnhhh…"
Bolt's fingers brushed her legs, rotated around her thighs and then it happened again. That unreal, pink pussy was wrapped by his fingers.
"Ahhhnn…" Hinata whimpered as the blonde rubbed the oil all over those glistening lips and Sarada hoped desperately that they were only wet from the lube. "My stomach now, baby…"
"...Yeah Mom…" Bolt hunched over a bit, shifting his hips back and letting his meat slap down across her legs as he scooped up the sides of her hips and cupped those huge fucking knockers.
~oOo~
Hinata gushed as her man grabbed a hold of her rack, his amazing hands confidently squeezing her as his cunt girlfriend watched like the bitch that she was. Fuck, if only Naruto were there to watch too, she was sure she'd have cum right there and then. The milf cooed and mewled seductively as their eyes stayed connected, Bolt dragging his slab of cock all over her, adding his precum to her oil and getting them so worked up. The nude beach had been a masterstroke and she was intent on using it fully.
He'd just begun to get lost in it, his thumbs clearly rolling her areolas when she looked at Sarada and smiled.
"My neck…" She asked, getting his eyes off her perfect chest. The stud bit his lip lightly and did as she wanted, leaving one hand on her chest and stroking up through her cleavage, across her clavicle and wrapping his fingers at her throat. "Uhh.. yeah baby… That's good."
~oOo~
Bolt also lost it as his slutty mom's eyes rolled a little, her eyelids fluttered and she pushed her hips towards him. She really did like being choked.
"Sarada, can you get me some more oil?" The blonde didn't even look at her.
"Uh- maybe-"
"There should be a bottle at the back." The blonde ran his thumb over Hinata's throat and simultaneously gripped her tiny waist, in awe of just how sexy she was. Everything about her was just incredible and, as she shone like a goddess in the sun, all he would think was this was perfect for anal. How she was perfect for it.
Sarada stood hesitantly and rushed to get the oil, leaving them a private moment and that was when he felt something in him click. That was her. Hinata Hyuuga, she was a temptress and a flirt and a tease. So he'd give her the worst back. As his fiancee padded back into the wooden outdoor area, Bolt made his mind up.
"I think you're done, baby…"
~oOo~
Sarada handed the bottle over to Bolt as he finally released that lewd body, glad to have pried her partner away.
"I'll do you now-"
"I've got it, honey. Don't worry." Hinata cut her off and suddenly Sarada felt paralyzed. It was one thing for the whore to ask for suntan oil, it was different to let her touch Bolt up and down.
"No. I'll do it." Sarada refused, pulling Bolt away from his mom and forcing him to sit at the lounger between the girls again.
"Why don't you both do it?" The blonde offered in what he probably thought was a settlement but it only pissed Sarada off. The slut was going to jump at that compromise and she hated that. Seeing her face, he clearly realised but he was too polite to say anything. Instead, Sarada found herself kneeling at Bolt's left and Hinata at his right, her mammoth breasts resting on the side of his lounger and brushing his body.
A wet splurt of oil splattered across Bolt's abs and then Hinata was talking again, her small, dainty hands rubbing and massaging his body right in front of Sarada.
"No surprise, the man is happy to have two women touching him."
"Hey, what can I say mom, I'm trying to keep the peace." Bolt lay back, his chest flexing and his arms tensed as he wrapped his hands behind his head.
"Yeah sure, and I only do missionary."
Sarada tried her best to occupy Bolt's attention, touching him erotically and edging towards his hard cock pretty often while Hinata seemed to stay at his chest and his right leg. A win as far as she was concerned. The insanity of their family was at least limited while she was around and if she had her way, Bolt would never be around his mom like this again.
"...so, how big is it?" Sarada snapped out of her daze as she found the slut asking her a question.
"Huh?" There was no way she was asking.
"I'd ask Bolt but he'd have no idea. He's such a guy about things like that but you must know right?" Hinata's hands were at his inner thigh, her forearms and fingers dripping oil and highlighting that ring on her finger. God, if only her husband had come along.
"Uhmm I don't know what your…"
"It's got to be like seven inches at least right? I'm just thinking that it must go up to your chest." Hinata had no shame apparently and Bolt seemed happy to look down at them. Pleased by the looks of it, pleased that his mom was opening up.
"It's-"
"It's eight and a half inches, Mom."
"God…" Hinata bit her lip and before Sarada could react, those oily fingers were wrapped around the base of Bolt's shaft. "And it's the thickest I've ever seen too… Fuck, you'd rearrange a girl's guts with this monster."
"Stop." Sarada finally confronted Hinata, her fingers slapped away by the fiancee. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
"What?" Hinata laughed casually, sliding back across the gap and this time taking hold of his smooth balls. "It's a nude beach and I'm supposed to pretend like he's wearing five layers?"
"This is so fucked up! And we-"
"Hey, babe…" Bolt began but Sarada had had enough.
"You think this won't get us in trouble?"
"Am I causing trouble, baby?" Her huge tits pushed against Bolt's side as she looked up at the man with wide eyes.
"No, Mom…" His hands left the back of his head and found Hinata's shoulder, massaging it encouragingly and infuriating Sarada. "Babe, why don't you lie back and relax, let Mom handle the rest of the suntan oil…?"
"..." She wanted to say no, she wanted to scream but it felt impossible. The image of Naruto in her head and his words rang out and more strongly, Bolt's reiteration of them did, before she reluctantly pulled away. The image of her dream wedding and dream man holding as a light at the end of the depraved tunnel she was in.
"Thanks Sarada, we're just trying to get a nice tan right? What's the worst that could happen?" There was a pause as the atmosphere seemed to settle, and then he turned to the slut. "Keep going, Mom."
~oOo~
Bolt shuddered invisibly as Hinata lifted his cock and began drizzling clear oil over it. With Sarada right there and watching, his smokeshow mom pushed a palm against his meat and began slowly stroking him off. Her soft, small hands quickly wrapped themselves in a double fisted approach as she cooed softly. God, this was so fucking raunchy. He hadn't been sure how Sarada would react to the nude beach but it seemed that she was so obsessed with her view of him that she couldn't even consider the possibility that he was the one driving this filthy transaction. That he was enjoying the erotic attention he was getting.
Pump, pump, pump. The 'coating' began to glisten and her hands were slowly rising higher and higher just about to cover his cockhead when Sarada spoke up.
"I think you're done, babe."
"What'd you think Mom? How am I looking…"
"Delicious." She smirked and then released him, her fingers slimy with his precum.
"Bigger than Dad, huh?"
"Way wayyyy bigger baby…" Hinata giggled as they got off on the sick mockery. It was embarrassing how easy it was. Naruto had basically given Bolt money to fuck his wife and damn if he wasn't going to.
"I don't know if I could take it all the way… Sarada, are you taking my baby's big thing to the hilt for him?"
"Mom, don't embarrass us…"
"What? I'm not allowed to worry about my son's happiness? Well Sarada? Are you laying back and letting him push up inside you?" Her slippery hands spanned across the length of his pulsing cock before placing that distance from her own pussy and reaching the base of her big tits. "God you'd be so far inside me, I'd probably taste it…"
"We're fine!" Sarada replied curtly, her hands now clenching the side of the sun lounger in frustration. Bolt couldn't stop though.
"We usually get about half, right?" He looked to his fiancee while knowing who he was really telling.
"No way! Only half?" Hinata put on an amazingly convincing worried face, it was the small smile after that showed the real her. "So allll of this… you're wasting?"
His milf mom stroked the bottom half of his meat and then lingered at his balls, openly rubbing them in front of Sarada.
"It hurts her…"
"Oh yeah I guess some girls don't like that…" One hand slipped between her legs as she shuffled her way onto the lounger, straddling his calves at first. "But you'll blow him right? Throat him until you're gagging?"
"..." The silence was insanely loud and Hinata seemed to take it as cause to shuffle up higher, now sitting on his knees. Her ass felt so good and he could look down and watch her pretty little pussy glisten for him.
"Oh…" She sounded like she was talking to a puppy, it was so hot! "Well, you know everyone has their preferences…"
"Yeah, exactly, we're not all sex-craz-"
"If it was me though, I'd give him everything… and my ass."
"Mom…!" Bolt chided her disingenuously. "Sorry, Sarada, you know she's just trying to open up…"
"Is this the real you then, Mrs. Hyuuga?" Sarada's jaw was tense. "You fawn over Bolt and shit all over Mr. Uzumaki whenever things happen?"
"Oh honey, I don't need to do either of those things but I enjoy it…and I'm pretty sure your boyfriend does too…" With a slutty grin, Hinata then fully sat on his lap, letting her gorgeous body sit flush on his stomach and thighs and crotch. Raw cock and bare pussy touched and then Bolt took his chance.
Clap.
"Stop being a bitch, Mom…" Bolt slapped her ass, feeling her body flex on top of him as her hands landed on his stomach. His hand then simply held her cheeks, making sure she didn't act out again.
"Sorry Daddy…"
~oOo~
Sarada watched in horror as Bolt began to take things too far. Up to a point she'd been willing to blame the whore but this was too much. Her fiance was letting another woman ride him right in front of her. With oil all over the place and not a single item of clothing, she sat there and watched. Well, it wasn't going to happen.
She reached back and grabbed her phone, angling it and with a neutral face, pulled the trigger.
"Hey, guys, let me get a picture of you."
"Err… seriously?" Bolt spoke up, pissing her off even more.
"Yes, babe, it's a beautiful day, we're exploring and like you said, this is your family and I'm trying to be okay with that… Now come on, look over…"
"Ooh, yes~! Take a few, hon!" Hinata was instantly into slut mode, not even thinking to cover her nipples and instead, adjusting her posture to make her chest look even more massive while showing off her slender back and thick ass. Bolt flexed too, raising his hands above his head while his mom put her hands at his hard chest and they both smiled charmingly at the camera.
Click. Click. Click.
With the sun blazing in the sky and both mom and sun glistening with oil all over them, Sarada made sure to shoot the most suggestive photos she could. If the slutty bitch was going to whore herself out to her own son, well she had no need to pretend to be a nice little girl either. Bolt was blind to his mom's attitude but his dad would certainly have something to say about this.
"Let's get a few by the beach too…" Hinata suggested and Sarada grit her teeth before nodding. The raven-haired girl snapped pictures on her phone as Bolt and Hinata took turns by the beach. Her fiancee took a picture of her too but it seemed that Hinata's frail ego needed her to be the one in most pictures and so the final one was a set Bolt took of Sarada and the bitch standing awkwardly next to each other.
"This has been the best day yet… Thank you Sarada! Oh, and send me those pictures." A fake looking smile hit her bloated lips and Sarada bit back a scathing comment, knowing that what she was about to do would be even more venomous than the old hag could expect.
~ooOoo~
A/N: So, a much longer chapter. Had a lot of fun writing this to be honest though I hope it doesn't feel too jarring for those who were enjoying the slow teasing.
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