Naruto was understandably nervous as he attempted to scrub himself clean under the weak, running water. The short length of the square teal shower was downright tight while sharing it with another person, especially one as wide around the chest area as Ino. Thankfully, she didn't have any qualms about squirming real close together.
The poor woman was all but wedged up against the back wall as he tried to reach every last spot where she'd left a smell on him. Why the hell did a fucking psychologist have such a small apartment anyway?! Why had she just pounced on him so suddenly? Was the mouthwash really that strong?
Was it good or bad if it was?
"Mmm, so am I better fuck then Sakura?" a certain blonde minx whispered in his ear, breaking him from his thoughts.
He groaned as the began poking at his half-hard cock.
"Ino come on…" he dared complain.
"What? Doesn't it make you happy to hear you're worlds better then Sai?" she snickered in victory when the question made his cock bob and twitch and go fully hard. Sakura had complained about him before, amidst their various girl talks. Complaints about how needy and horny her husband could be, how he'd pester her when it was the last thing on her mind, how often conversations 'subtly' spurred into talk about how hot she was to him.
Well, if her friend was having such troubles, she had no qualms about giving Naruto all the pussy he could handle. As long as he kept fucking her like that. She wrapped a hand around his rod as her lips peppered along the base of his neck.
"You're cocks bigger too~" she whispered.
"Ino, don't you feel at least a little guilty about this?" he dared ask, even as he enjoyed the velvety hand gliding up and down his rod.
"Why should I? Sai doesn't own me, and Sakura doesn't own you," she bluntly rebutted, surprising him with her abrupt seriousness. "And that's what fucking monogamy is all about, what it all comes down to if you ask me, ownership," she spat the word like a slur. "As far as I'm concerned, anyone who loves me, and wants to be with me, shouldn't give two shits who I doink when we're not together. If they do, they didn't love me, they loved me being theirs,"
"It's still lying,"
"Oh you've never lied to your spouse, not even about something small? I'll tell you you're a serious societal oddity if you haven't; little lies about how much you spent, or drank, or liked the look of something? Tell me, why exactly is it so much different when you're lying about where you bumped your pelvis against? It's all because of ownership," she summarized.
"I… guess that's a perspective. Still, I should really tell Sakura about this," for several reasons, really.
"What you should tell her is that you hung out with me for a couple hours, and if she wants further details you can tell her it's none of her damn business," she countered, no longer touching him as she'd come to rest herself against the damp plastic wall. "Though if you'd rather 'massage the truth' you can just tell her that I showed you the painting and talked your ear off about it. It'll explain what took so long and why you're so flustered,"
That was a thought.
Another thought, whether Sakura blamed the mouthwash or him, whether she could forgive him or not, she'd certainly never want him within a mile of Ino again. There was no doubt about that fact. If he told Sakura, it was either over with his wife or he was never going to feel this soft, buxom, pillow of a woman brushing along his body ever again. Never again would he see that gorgeous hourglass in all its damp, nude glory. Seriously, how the hell did a woman with such a tiny waste have such enormous breasts?!
He'd never get to play with big breasts again.
Dammit he was only a man! It'd be so easy to have an affair with Ino, she lived so close, and Sai was always out of the house for his so-called work. Could he at least wait and decide later? Potentially after the massive fortune was made off this miracle product? God knows Sakura could be spiteful and cheaters didn't typically make off well in divorce court. The fact he was a lab monkey at best and she had a doctorate certainly wouldn't help anything in the dispute for him.
Naruto still hadn't really made a decision by the time he'd cleaned, dressed, and slipped away from the constantly roaming hands of his sexy neighbor. She'd been pouting on the bed, still naked, when he took his last look. Her eyes inviting him to stay silently. Just one of the many factors that left his mind still utterly scrambled when he got home. Thankfully for the young man he saw his wife splayed out and snoring softly on the bed as he entered.
A second shower seemed like a decent idea, a way to make himself smell like his normal soap if nothing else.
This brilliant idea fell apart when he came out to find Sakura awake, if groggy, standing in the bathroom waiting for him. She didn't look upset at least, he noted. Still, while his brain lagged the silence lingered, giving her the first question, and one he didn't know how to answer.
"Why did you shower again?"
"Uhhhhhh-"
"-what, was Ino super flirty?" she asked with a tilted head as her husband's uhhhh passed the five second mark.
"Yes! Yes I uh… I needed a cold shower," he offered, cursing himself when the silence lingered again. "She sort of… well she asked me if I wanted to see a painting and- literally that's what she asked all she said, then we went into her room and it was uh… well it was a nude portrait," he continued.
Two seconds of processing, then her emerald eyes went red.
"That fucking WHORE! I can't believe she made a pass on you, she tried to seduce you!" she roared, immediately turning around and spurring her naked husband to follow her. "I swear I'm gonna kick that skanks ass!" she declared, dangerously close to the door.
Dangerously close to the bed in Ino's apartment that probably stank of their combined sex juices too, come to think of it.
"S-Sakura come on come on, you don't need to go storming down there right now uh…. you'll see her at the hospital tomorrow anyway! You can tell her off there!" he tried desperately, even grabbing her arm, and sighing as she finally slowed.
"H-hey at least this all bodes well for the experiment, right?" he asked, earning a begrudging grumble. That little angry pout his wife did so often and that he loved so much. "You're so fucking cute when you're all worked up,"
That earned a smile.
She even let him lean down to kiss her, a peck that turned into a flurry of short smooches until she turned her face away. The pink blush on her face was another thing he loved so much about her, the way it matched her hair, how bashful she could get about intimacy. It was such a contrast to her usual state, it was hard not to feel full of himself causing it.
"You're insatiable," she 'complained'.
"Or, you're just supernaturally sexy," he countered, smiling wider at her laugh.
"Oh yeah, totally, I look like I just stepped off a runway," she replied dryly. Her hair was still mussed and messy from lying down in bed, same as her wrinkled jammies, her eyes were still crusty for Gods sake! None of this deterred her husband from sliding a hand down either side of her lithe torso. It didn't stop him from taking another kiss, this time a long, lingering one.
"You're sexier to me than any supermodel, anytime of the day," he assured her honestly.
She said nothing but smiled warmly, her eyes already slowly closing as he pulled them back together. In that moment, he wasn't even thinking of distracting her. Ino was the furthest thing from his mind as the love of his life purred against his lips, holding onto either of his arms as their tongues poked and played. They slowly melted together as they made out, until she was practically limp in his arms.
From there she only squealed a short playful noise as he picked her up, carrying her back to the bed and away from the door she'd so nearly stormed out of. They fell onto it together. Neither wanted to separate, to waste their mouths with words during this magical moment. Sure, it was fun to make her scream and squeal as they fucked, but this sort of lovemaking was fulfilling in a whole other way.
Staying so close, so connected as their hands slowly roamed the other's body, secure in the knowledge that their partner wouldn't mind anything they wanted to do. Even if all Naruto wanted to do at that moment was gently comb her body, taking the occasional squeeze of her wonderful pear of an ass.
For Sakura even that was too much exertion. One hand hooked around his neck as she hummed out her pleasure, the other lightly scratching through his short blonde hair as they gradually built up their bodies. As she slowly became more heated by the bulky man pressing her to the bed and grinding his rod lightly against her cloth covered snatch.
The heat grew even faster when the kiss broke.
"I love you Sakura, I love you so much," he mumbled into her ear, sounding almost guilty as he slid his fingers under the waistband of her pants. Her breathing began to speed up. It was an unusual move when he slid his cock in immediately, but not an unwelcome one. Certainly not when he left it buried to the hilt and moved one of his huge hands to begin teasing and tracing the outside of her pussy, giving special attention to her clit.
She was relieved when the kiss resumed before any embarrassing noises began to spill out of her.
The way he swallowed her moans always comforted her, the way he just locked his mouth to hers and seemed so reluctant to release her. Like he wanted to devour her. Exhilarating.
Even so, she wasn't half as excited as Naruto. For all the tenderness he was being made giddy by the moment, by the pleasure bombarding his cock. His cock that had been in Ino not an hour ago! The rocking grew in tempo quickly. That little, vulnerable part of his body completely engrossed and warmed by his wonderful wife, smiling up at the ceiling happily oblivious to the 'exploring' that her husband's rod had been up to!
FUCK what a rush!
It was like he was a dumb kid again hiding his involvement with some massive and hilarious prank! Not that the young man had any doubts about the seriousness of his sin. It was just the feeling. That pride and accomplishment mixed so deliciously with his guilt, so addictively. It might have made romp even better then the spectacular surprise sex Ino offered him.
He certainly finished quicker, gasping in relief the moment he felt her tighten around him. Pounding harder into her soft flesh as his orgasm slipped out and flooded her insides with warm, viscous cum! God the feeling of satisfaction doing that was divine too. A joyous feeling that fed that part of his brain to primal and stupid to understand birth control. That there was virtually no way he could impregnate his wife right now.
Wait…was Ino on birth control?
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