Naruto all but danced his way into the bathroom, bursting with energy as he strolled naked to the porcelain toilet bowl of his humble apartment! Just looking down at his meaty pole as he pissed pulled up the grin. God, the way Sakura went wide-eyed when he pulled it out! How hypnotized, how utterly engrossed she was in every step of their little fuckfest had set his soul on fire!

He'd always liked Sakura more than she liked him, even when they were kids, and this was felt more than anywhere in their sex lives. Not to say the young man was at all unhappy in his marriage. It was a problem so common it was almost a fact of life: the man wanting more sex than the woman, the husband enjoying physical intimacy far more than the wife. It was an issue in almost every marriage. Not to mention the multitude of women who couldn't even orgasm or enjoy sex properly with their spouses, at least not every time.

Precisely why his brilliant wife's magic potion was such a miracle. As soon as it was ready to hit shelves, they'd be helping millions, if not billions, of people! All the research had paid off! Selling his noodle stand and helping her build that lab had been the best decision of his life! Well, that or marrying her in the first place. They were going to change the world!

Not to mention they were going to be sooo goddamn rich.

That final revalation hadn't fully sunk in yet.

There was too much good news to process, and even without sorting that out, he still had the widest grin of his life as he strolled out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom. Even seeing Sakura snap her candy pink sweatpants back into place around her perfect round butt didn't kill it. He was a little tired himself.

All the same, he lurched over her smaller form, resting his chin on her shoulder and looking casually over it onto the notepad. The words appeared almost as rapidly as he could read them, almost like a typewriter in their blocky precision. Of course, she hiccupped a bit in this work when he draped over her. This action also produced an adorable pink blush on her frazzled face, and his staring at that distraction bought her a pretty good lead in the writing.

"That's pretty explicit," he teased, reading the first few hundred words. Half a page and they weren't even done undressing. Although the bit about his dick coming out and entrancing her into crawling across the bed for a quick warm-up slobbering was quite detailed. He was still chuckling over the vulgar text when she turned it over and set it none-to-gently on the nightstand. With her lips pursed and her eyes focused, she might have looked angry if that blush wasn't still lingering. "I love you so much, baby,"

That brought the smile back.

"I love you too. I'm just so excited!" she squealed, going weightless as she leaned back into him. Not a care in the world with his strong arms holding her aloft. It sure was a relief that he wasn't as utterly drained of life and energy as her; just pulling herself upright to make her notes had taken a great deal of effort. She hadn't even finished and the bed was already silently screaming for her to return!

"Your incredible is what you are. The most brilliant, beautiful, spectacular doctor on the face of the earth," he praised into her ear, loving the reddening of her blush as he kissed her neck. "I don't know how a fucking oaf like me ended up marrying you. You're not going to throw me aside when you're rich and famous, are you?" he teased, even as she fell into laughter again.

Trying to lay her back down on the bed resulted in a gentle shove as she sat upright.

"D-don't get too excited now; we're still only on an N of 1," she said, just a smidge more serious.

"N?"

"Sample size, the mouthwash seemed to work on me, but that's not enough. There's always the possibility that I'm an outlier, or even that it was a placebo effect,"

"I don't think it was a placebo effect," he said flatly.

"Either way," she began, averting her eyes and blushing harder at that stupid smug look he couldn't seem to shake. "We're never going to get any interest, let alone investors, with such a small study,"

"So we need to organize a clinical trial or something?"

"Oh yeah, let's get right on that with all that money we have," she mocked. "We'll just have you keep using it daily and record the results; we need to do that to check for side effects anyway,"

"You said the stuff was completely safe, I thought?"

"It is! You know, mostly. Theoretically, nothing in that mouthwash is going to have any direct adverse effect on a human body," she assured with a smile.

"So…. what am I supposed to do then?"

"Right now? Shower, brush, and swish my Magic Mouthwash for another thirty seconds; we need to have the same starting point when you see Ino,"

"Is she coming over?" he asked curiously.

"You're going over to see her. Grab the bowl by the kitchen sink and bring it with you so you have an excuse. Just greet her, chat, and make note if she acts any different, especially if she comments on your breath,"

"Okay, I guess," he agreed uncertainly. Redoing his morning routine was no inconvenience; he needed a shower anyway, although he had hoped his wife might share that with him. His mood was still far too high to really mind. Although the little quest did leave him uncertain. Ino wasn't really that close of a friend; how would he go about starting a conversation with her? He could always ask about Sai; her husband was an old friend of his.

Surely that would at least get him through a few sentences of small talk. In any case, he came up with no better ideas on the way over. Though their apartment was only two sets of stairs and a hallway separated from his, in the young man's defense. It took very little time for him to knock on the door.

The taste of his wife's 'potion' still lingered in his mouth. A hot, smokey flavor, like a good scotch mixed with peppermint, a little intense but not at all unpleasant. Though the pungent nature of it made him wonder how it smelled on the other end, he'd have to have Sakura swish some around to see. The chemical concoction wouldn't affect a male the same way she claimed, but surely he could at least pick up the odor.

He was broken from these thoughts when the door opened.

"Oh, thanks Naruto," Ino offered casually, her sky-blue eyes immediately landing on the ornate red bowl in his hands. She tugged and frowned upon the bowl not being released by a certain idiots hand. "Something wrong?"

"Uhh… no, sorry," he answered, letting go and laughing awkwardly as he scratched his scalp. "Is uh, Sai around?"

"He's out doing a landscape, sorry. I'll tell him you came by," she offered, squeezing the doorframe but… not shutting it. Wasn't she going to shut it? Right then, at the end of that sentence? So why didn't her hand move there? "Something's different about you," her words came out slowly, almost suspicious.

"Really!?" he exclaimed, quickly falling into a cough to pathetically try and quell his outburst. "Uh… like what?"

No haircut, no lost weight, no new clothes….

"I don't know," she replied, leaning in, getting a closer look and honing in when she got back to his face. Was it the smile? That confident, excited grin wasn't exactly his default expression, and it had been there basically since she opened the door. It was cute. Cuter now that he was turning faintly pink and frazzled stiff.

Ino took a deep inhale through her nose, an excuse for how close she'd come in her little examination.

"New cologne?"

"Nei-nope. Just the usual stink killer," he replied, craning his neck as far as he could get away with. Ino was staring at him so intently, like he was something strange and foreign. Also, Ino was goddamn gorgeous and her face was about two inches from his! Those soft, pointed cheeks just about brushing his chin, her platinum blonde hair close enough to smell the shampoo, her full lips a fraction of a second from his if either leaned in. It would be uncomfortable enough if he hadn't just spent the last two hours fucking his wife into a coma!

God, it was a relief when she pulled back.

"Well, whatever, you want to see Sai's new painting while you're here?"

"Sure, I guess," he agreed without thought. Strolling into the entryway-studio-kitchen-living room that made up the bulk of the apartment's layout. It wasn't quite as bad as the laboratory that completely ate Naruto's kitchen and then some, but Sai's painting supplies took quite a bit of the limited space. It was a surprise to see Ino stroll past everything and through a doorway, rather than approach the parcel out, but he followed all the same.

To his relief, there was indeed a painting in their bedroom.

Though it flustered him the slightest bit to see the painting was a near photo-realistic rendition of Ino splayed out over the satin red sheets, fully naked and staring haughtily right into his soul. Like a deer in the headlights, he just stared. He couldn't even begin to think of what the appropriate thing to do in this situation was; how long to look, let alone what to say?!

Ino was biting her tongue to keep from laughing. The big lug was pink about up to the ears, stunned speechless, literally! It was nice to be so admired and so powerfully dominating; and to a man so sweet and suave and sexy was all the more delicious. She'd spared this idea a thought over the years, once or twice, but ultimately decided that fucking Sakura's man was just more of a potential headache than it was worth. Fuck, what had changed about him?

Seriously, it was like the second he opened his mouth she just wanted to float up against his meaty, muscly chest~

To just breathe him.

Taste him.

"Yeah! Pretty hot, right?" she complained loudly, snapping his form up and making him blink. Ino ignored this. "Can you believe he didn't fuck me after all that time posing for him? After I got all waxed and dolled up for his little project, spent hours posing; he just complained he was too exhausted after all the painting!"

"That's…" God, he'd briefly been relieved when she spoke and finally interrupted his gawking. "I'm sorry?"

"Thank you; it's just hard," she replied genuinely, continuing on as if she were unaware of the ten tons of awkwardness she'd been heaping on him. "I-I try so hard to stay attractive for him. All the dieting and shaving, all the nice outfits I wear, not to mention the hours I spend on skincare," she continued rambling off, keeping her eyes wet and sad while cheering behind her face at the pity washing over Naruto's. "Seriously! I spend over an hour every day making my skin soft. Feel it!"

All her mark managed was a spasm and an 'uhh' as she grabbed one of his larger hands and placed it on her shoulder. It was soft. Way softer than Sakura's, but that comparison only brought the reminder that his wife was just a couple staircases away, and that she probably wouldn't appreciate him brushing his thumb on Ino's smooth, lithe, little neck. The thin straps of the tanktop she wore gave skin-to-skin contact to almost his entire hand. His hand, which wished nothing more than to crawl just a foot down to the plump cantelopes she called breasts, the top third of which were already straining to poke out of the flimsy sleepwear.

Those looked a lot softer than Sakura's too.

"You think I'm sexy, don't you Naruto?" she asked, voice holding just a ghost of vulnerability, but mostly low, breathy and dangerous.

"Y-yeah," he admitted, still struggling to come up with the rest of the sentence when she continued.

"Yeah? Well, don't tell Sakura, but uh… I think you're real sexy too," she whispered as she came closer, her eyes narrow and predatory as the grin returned to her face. Pulling up further as he sucked in a breath at her pillowy chest pressing against his as she leaned in, wrapping her arms around his waist and bringing her mouth an inch from his!

When he opened it to speak, she finished it.

Finally, fucking finally kissing him, tasting him, and sinking yet further into the hard arousal of his manly aura! She was so lost in it that she barely noticed when either arm came up to hold her, grope her. It only made her snicker against his lips when he did, pushing her tongue deeper into his cavern and wiggling it playfully as he went on feeling her up.

Fuck her ass was soft. As soft as her breasts? Ino eeped as the digits moved up, grabbing and kneeding the bosom without warning, then laughing as he broke the kiss to begin kissing the top of them. Naruto tasted the smooth, faintly salty flesh against his tongue whenever he paused for a long lick or bite to earn another special squeal.

His head was swimming, his thoughts a million miles away, where only the most interesting and enticing of them could be gleamed for more than a second. Thoughts about how fucking hot Ino was or how she'd react to him shoving her against the bed where he could grind her snatch on his knee while he continued his onslaught.

As it turned out, she screamed gleefully and let herself fall backwards over the furniture. Although she only enjoyed his continued slobbering of her breasts for a moment. There was something yet more interesting that kept brushing on her leg as the dolt continued trying to fuck her with his kneecap, something a lot smaller but infinitely more enticing. Still, so dazed and drunk on pleasure, she felt it was all that she could manage to get one dainty hand on the bulge.

"Mmm, come on blondy, fuck me!" she pleaded, one hand tugging at the golden locks of his hair with the request.

His cock twitched at the request.

It's been straining against his pants for ages, crying out to be free, and now freedom was requested! The damn fool about ripped his pants fully off, so lost in the moment and eager for its finale. His partner certainly seemed eager as it popped into view, gasping at the sight of the girthy, nine-inch hardon. That was certainly a pleasant surprise, a detail her friend had failed to mention.

That greedy little pig.

This irrational thought was only amplified a hundredfold as the head of this log split into her.

Naruto, for his part, was just trying not to pop early. It was unbelievable; he was really halfway inside of his wife's gorgeous best friend! The warmth melting him was about the only thing convincing him that it was real, that splendid warmth creeping up further and further until his cock was buried to the hilt in her body!

The way her toes and fingers curled when he finished this made his spirit soar! He was making her feel so good; he felt so fucking good! They were both buried in bliss as the bed shook beneath their rocking. As his short thrusts produced short, hiccuped breaths out of her mouth with every rut, laughter spilled out of his mouth.

"Ohhhhhh, you feel so hot around me Ino, oh fuck, you feel incredible!" he prattled out without thinking.

"HAHahaha, I-I bet I do!" she replied, sucking in a hard breath for the air. "F-feels incredible. Kiss me!"

A fresh squeal rang out as he fell down on her in an instant. Torsos squished and arms wrapped together once more as their fucking sped up, as Ino clenched and sqeezed and finally snapped with Naruto's new succulent taste flooding her mouth!

Naruto groaned long in utter relief as she finished, slamming his thrusts three more times before burying himself up to the hilt and letting go without thought. His new lover didn't seem to mind as she continued licking his gums greedily. They continued kissing, softening up a bit as spasm after spasm sent cum deep into her womanhood. When they finally broke, she only smiled behind half-lidded eyes, snickering as he pulled himself upright without exiting her.

God, the sight of her flushed and sweaty, red cheeks with a smile splitting her face as she lay there naked was enchanting. How did she look even sexier now? How was he even hornier now than when they started!?

"AH! Naruto~" she cried as he burried himself down to the hilt again!

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