In a lot of ways being Hokage was an unenviable position to have.
It was stressful, full of responsibilities, and required an immense amount of attention and sacrifice. During times of peace, the paperwork could stack up to the ceiling. In times of conflict, not only did the Hokage have to lead but it was likely to end up costing them their life as well. Great power, great responsibility and all that.
As a boy, Naruto Uzumaki certainly hadn't imagined all the hardships that would come with the title when he dreamed of becoming Hokage. He spent so often fantasizing about achieving it, he never really gave much thought as to what would happen after he did.
With all that said, Naruto would be lying if he said that the position didn't come with its perks.
"If you keep moaning like that, you're going to get us caught" a voice called from beneath the seventh Hokage's desk.
"S-sorry, Ino," Naruto muttered, not feeling particularly sorry about it, "It's hard to hold back when you do that with your tongue."
Ino fixed him with a gaze but bit back any further comment, satisfied with the compliment in his explanation her mouth moved back to the cock in front of her.
Naruto might not be the indecisive, nervous kid he was in his youth, but he was still, despite what some thought, human. And even he was susceptible to letting out a sound that was a little too loud when the buxom blonde had her lips wrapped around his length. Could she really blame him?
Ino had always been a bit abrasive as a youth. Not afraid of a challenge or getting into a fight. She was as aggressive as they came. In a lot of ways, she had been a typical tomboy. However, even with that her beauty had never been in doubt. As they grew older, her beauty only increased. There had been a number of times that Naruto caught himself staring at her.
Like all ninjas, Ino kept in shape. However, unlike Hinata, Sakura, and others; she had never been shy about showing off her body. If anything, the confidence only made her sexier in his eyes. The Hokage wasn't afraid to admit that he had more than a few fantasies about Ino over the years. Many of them involving gripping her iconic ponytail while fucking her face as he pleased. Or sticking his cock between her supple mounds. Though he could safely say that none of them compared to the real thing.
Naruto's head fell back in pleasure as Ino went to work. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, sucking at the tip before she would take his fill length into her mouth and down her throat. He still remembered the first few times when she couldn't manage to take all of him. Ever the competitor, Ino kept trying until finally she was able to swallow his length without triggering her gag reflex.
Her throat bulged as she held him there, humming and sending pleasurable vibrations through his cock.
"You do that and expect me to stay quiet?" Naruto moaned softly.
"Mhm," came her muffled response, light blue eyes looking up at Naruto as she kept her mouth full.
It was a sight to behold. Ino Yamanaka, her mouth full of the Hokage's cock while hidden beneath his desk. If someone were to walk in now, they would have no clue she was there. At least as long as Naruto could maintain his composure in such a situation. That and if they ignored the vulgar sound as Ino pulled her mouth off his length, a sucking sound filling the office culminating with a pop.
A small string of saliva connected her lips to his length, only adding to the perfect picture.
"I thought you might like that," the proud tone in her voice was unmistakable.
Ino flattened her tongue, running it from base to tip before she sucked on the sensitive head again, earning another low moan from the Hokage. For as kind and caring as Ino could be, the reality was that a competitive fire still burned inside her. However, instead of competing in the Chūnin exams, she got her adrenaline from making Naruto weak in the knees. She might never admit it, being friends with Hinata and all, but Naruto was fairly certain the idea of making her friend's husband come hard gave Ino a certain sense of satisfaction.
"I didn't realize you thought about this in your free time, Ino" Naruto commented, slouching slightly in his chair.
"I think about a lot of things," Ino corrected him, her hand stroking his length, "I'm always thinking of ways I can improve. It's not just about impressing you."
"So it is about impressing me a little bit."
"Naruto."
In his youth he might have backed down at that warning. Or fumbled his way through some kind of drawn-out backtracking. Sometimes he still got the feeling that there were those in the Hidden Leaf who thought he was still the same dumb kid. That he had only gotten this post because of his power. However, he had changed. Grown even. He could still be a fool sometimes but gone was the bumbling hot head some had viewed him as.
"I just want you to admit you think about my cock in your free time, Ino" Naruto continued.
Ino gave him an annoyed look at first. Rather than spit back a response her mouth moved to his erection. Her hand continued to stroke him while she placed a loving kiss to the tip. Her second hands moved to his scrotum, fondling his balls for further stimulation. Naruto's cock twitched under her ministrations, doing his best not to let out another loud moan.
"Does that answer your question?" Ino commented. Pulling back and wiping at her bottom lip.
"Uh huh," he nodded, more than satisfied. "What else have you been thinking about, Ino?"
"I've been thinking about where else this cock has been," Ino started. As she spoke, she began a steady rhythm with her hand on his length. Smearing the mixture of saliva and pre-cum from tip to base. "I can't be the only wife in the Hidden Leaf the Hokage is satisfying, am I?"
Naruto didn't answer her, instead closing his eyes and moaning softly. Kind-hearted Ino smirked, her pace quickening.
"Have you been with Sakura yet? You always had such a crush on her as kids. And Sasuke is never around…"
He didn't give a verbal response to her words but the way his cock throbbed in her grasp was answer enough. Ino raised an eyebrow, the look in her eye only becoming more mischievous. "Have you been keeping her bed warm, Naruto? She denied you chasing after Sasuke for so long I bet you fuck her good now don't you?"
Naruto didn't confirm or deny the claims. The truth was, he and Sakura weren't having an affair. But that didn't stop the fantasy from coming into his head. The image of Sakura on her knees in front of him instead of Ino. Of hearing Sakura cry out his name as he stretched her out for the first time. They were fantasies that he had long given up on but one that Ino was breathing new life into with her actions and words.
"Unless…you haven't gotten the chance to yet," there was a questioning tone to her voice which quickly turned to satisfaction when she saw the way Naruto glanced away. "I've had the Hokage's cock before Sakura?"
Ino and Sakura had long since put their childhood rivalry aside in favor of a loving friendship, but there was a hint of that old competitive nature being renewed in her words. In a way it made sense. Of course, she hadn't yet. If Sakura had been fucking Naruto in his office, there was no way she would have been able to keep that a secret from her for so long.
"What's stopping you?" Ino questioned genuinely, her hand moving a bit quicker now that she realized how turned on the blonde male was getting from this conversation. "You're the Hokage. You could have whoever you want."
If Naruto had been capable of talking, he would have told her how things with Sakura were complicated. That it wouldn't be a simple physical rendezvous like it was with Ino. He also might have explained how he was pretty sure that his status as Hokage didn't serve as any appeal to Sakura, let alone a sexual one. However, his brain was currently short-circuiting as Ino ran her tongue along his length and visions of bending one of his best friends over his desk filled his mind.
"I'm sure she would love it," Ino resumed her taunting, "you can tell me all about it after. How she begged for you. Maybe we could eventually see who is better. Or maybe we could just share…"
The blonde craned her head down, taking his scrotum into her mouth as she continued to rapidly stroking his cock. It was a combination that Naruto didn't know he needed until that very moment.
The physical pleasure combined with the new prospect of enjoying both Ino and Sakura together was too much. Unable to hold back anymore, the Hokage let out a cry and a name that didn't belong to the woman who currently had his cock swelling in her grasp.
"Sakura!"
"Naruto?"
What happened next was like a domino effect. A familiar pink-haired woman opened the door to his office. Naruto's eyes shot up in panic and dread. At the same time, seeing Sakura in person was the last trigger he needed to hit his orgasm, coming hard all over Ino's hand and his desk. Though, a small saving grace was that the scene had been covered by the blonde being crunched under his desk.
Sakura tilted her head, looking at Naruto with a confused look. "How did you know I was outside?"
The Seventh Hokage was faced with a near impossible task. One that might be taller than any he had faced before. What task might that be? Trying to keep the dread off of his expression and making sure that Sakura Haruno didn't realize that he had just ejaculated all over one of her best friend's. The same best friend that was still currently situated under the Hokage's desk with his cock still in her hand.
From where he was sitting now, he didn't see anyway how he was going to get out of this without blowing his cover.
"S-Sakura! What are you doing here?" he stammered, a nervous smile crossing his features as he scooted just a bit closer to his desk.
He really didn't need to see Ino licking off her fingers right now. At least, not if he wanted to maintain some semblance of self-control. It was hard enough trying to steady his breathing and reduce the flush that had crept upon his skin.
"I was hoping I'd be able to talk to you. It seems like I'm not able to catch you anywhere if it's not at work," Sakura teased.
Though, she wasn't wrong. Despite his best attempts to manage a better balance between work and life he still found himself getting home well after dark, rarely making it in time to have dinner at the table with the family. Of course, now there was another reason he was late, and it wasn't always work related.
"Yeah," Naruto chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
Despite Ino prior egging on that he should take charge to get what he wanted; Naruto found himself falling back into old habits when talking with Sakura. It might have also been in part to the fact that he wasn't yet fully convinced of Ino's logic. That just by fact of him being Hokage he could have any woman he wanted. Though, as he looked at Sakura with adrenaline still running through his veins, he was starting to consider the possibilities if that was the case.
"Things have a way of piling up around here. I'm trying to get better at managing it."
As they began their small talk, the stowaway beneath his desk was practically forgotten about. A fact that the blonde quickly started to pick-up on. She wasn't necessarily angry; she had grown out of that phase in her life. But she was annoyed. Ino couldn't help rolling her eyes at how quickly Naruto folded from the man she knew he could be. Fortunately, she was in a position to do something about that. Or at the very least make his pleasant conversation more fun.
His cock was still hanging outside of his pants, having lost some of its umph since his orgasm. Ino could take care of that easily, her only regret was that she wouldn't be able to see his face once he felt her warm hand wrapping around his length again. It was weighty in her hand as she slowly began to stroke him again, already lathered in their earlier session. When Ino first saw how big the Hokage was, she developed a theory that Naruto's lack of intelligence in their youth had been caused by all the blood rushing to his lower head.
In that sense she was doing a service to the village to make sure their Hokage was completely focused and attentive by relieving him.
"I know there was talk of having an event for everyone to catch UP" the last word was said in a different tone, quickly clearing his throat to cover up for it.
The cause of that change was Ino, who currently had her mouth wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue teasing his most sensitive part and bringing it back to life. He had been able to ignore when she started to massage him with her hand. A tough task but he was hardly the overeager hormonal teenager anymore. But her mouth had been a surprise. He didn't think Ino would go that far. Now that she had, it wasn't like he could stop her. At least not without exposing everything to the unassuming blonde across from him.
"Are you actually going to show up or will you be too busy again," Sakura asked, one of her manicured eyebrows raised in a signature expression.
"I'll definitely come," Naruto answered her, causing a certain blonde to smirk "I-I mean I'll be there for sure."
Arms crossed over the blossom haired woman's chest, still fixing Naruto with a questioning gaze. He had ever been good at lying in general, even less so when it came to Sakura. With that said, he had learned a lot in his time as Hokage. He preferred to use term withholding the truth to lying. Sometimes it was better to protect people from the truth, that was something he never really understood as a brash youth. In this case though, that line of thinking took on a far more dire meaning.
"Are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm fine, Sakura!" Naruto insisted. In fact, with the way Ino was playing with his balls one might say he was over the moon.
"Alright, alright," she conceded. "I'll make sure to give the details to Hinata. Just in case."
With Ino's lips slowly bobbing up and down his length, Naruto was finding it harder to focus on what Sakura was saying. Instead, he found his mind drifting back to his earlier fantasies of the blonde. What he wouldn't give to watch Sakura strip down and get on her knees before him.
"I've been waiting for you, Naruto," Sakura spoke in a dreamy voice. Her fingers dipped between creamy thighs, finding her already dripping sex. "I need you."
She would pull her fingers from her wet hole, offering her glistening fingers as evidence to her claim.
It was the kind of image that would only happen in a fantasy but that didn't stop him from dreaming about it. Certainly, didn't stop his cock from swelling in Ino's mouth as he thought about it. For a moment he had even forgot that the real Sakura was staring at him.
"Earth to Naruto!"
"O-oh. Sorry. That sounds good to me. Whatever you want to do."
Sakura placed her hands on her hips and let out an exasperated sigh, shaking her head slightly. "You're hopeless sometimes you know that? I'll let you get back to work since you're clearly distracted."
Normally he might insist that she should stay, but in this case he desperately needed her to leave before he really lost it. "I-it's just a busy day, Sakura. Just let me know when everything happens I'll be there."
The blossom haired samurai looked at him with a questioning gaze but otherwise didn't voice her doubts. "Alright, I'll be sure to let you know. And try not to work yourself too hard."
With that she turned on her heel and made her way out of the office. Guiltily, Naruto glanced at her ass, hugging her tan pants and felt his cock give a twitch inside of Ino's mouth. The moment his door was closed Naruto leaned back and looked under his desk. There, on her knees in her familiar purple outfit was the guilty party, her lips popping off his cock. However, the look Ino was giving the Hokage was anything but guilty. She was looking at him with shameless, lust filled eyes. Eyes that said she wasn't sorry and that she wanted more.
"Get up here." Gone was the fumbling banter from before, replaced by determination and arousal.
Ino wet her lips before crawling out from under the desk, giving her long limbs a stretch. "I thought I was going to make you cum before you got her to leave." As much as she loved Sakura, Naruto wasn't the only one with an aching need between their thighs that needed relieving. Her fingers had started to tease her swollen clit while under the desk, but she could only do so much. Even less while trying to stay quiet.
She shimmied out of her long skirt, exposing her bare legs. The only thing shielding her sex from Naruto's gaze was a thin pair of thoroughly drenched panties. But right now that didn't matter. He wanted her and showed as much as he surged forward, picking her up and sitting her atop his desk. He paid no head to the papers that fell to the ground as he pulled her panties to the side, his cock stretching her as he slipped inside her warmth. After the evening he had, the room for hesitation had gone out the window and Ino loved it.
This was the Hokage she knew he could be.
As the two went out it atop his desk, barely muffling the sounds of their union; what they didn't realize was that the door to his office had cracked open. Standing on the other side of it, equal parts horrified and aroused was a certain ninja, staring in disbelief of what she was seeing.
After a long day of work, alongside some extracurricular events, Naruto was exhausted when he got home. Which wasn't too different from how he felt on a regular day of work. He had tried to get better about having a healthier work-life balance but thus far it was proving to be a task easier said than done.
"Hey," he greeted, a tired smile when he saw his wife step into the hallway.
"Welcome home."
She greeted him with a familiar soft smile. Her long hair was tied in a messy bun as she sometimes did before bed. Her body was covered in a purple negligee that stopped at her thigh. To some it might be just standard bedtime wardrobe but Naruto couldn't help but let his eyes wonder over her voluptuous body. The Hokage couldn't help but think that while he was exhausted, maybe he'd have just enough energy for one more activity.
"Are the kids in bed already?" he asked, making small talk.
"Mhm," Hinata stepped towards him. She slid his coat from his shoulders. If she was discontent with him, she never let it show in her tone. Sometimes he wondered if it'd be better if she snapped at him. Showed passion, even if it was in the form of anger. "There's still leftovers if you're hungry."
"That'd be great."
"I'll heat them up."
Hinata pressed a kiss to his cheek sweetly before making her way towards the kitchen. Naruto watched her wide hips sway as she walked down the hallway. Did she even realize how much of a bombshell she was? Despite the workout he had put in today with Ina, he couldn't help but let his mind drifting.
What if he just pined her up against the hallway and had her then and there. When was the last time they had been spontaneous in their passion like that? Naruto could imagine his sweet wife's features turning a bright crimson as she did her best not to cry out. He'd have to cover her mouth so she stayed quiet, but that need for discretion just made it more exciting.
He found himself thinking back to Ina's words. Surely, they applied in his marriage as well? The Hokage shouldn't be involved in a passionless marriage. Or rather, he shouldn't be afraid of injecting passion into it. The question was, how would she react.
"Naruto," a voice broke him from his fantasies, "Are you coming?"
"Y-yeah, coming," Naruto called back.
As he made his way towards the kitchen he wondered if Sakura had reached out to Hinata after she left the office. From what he knew his pink-haired friend had been oblivious to what was happening under the desk. To the lips of her best friend that had been wrapped around his engorged cock. But while Sakura had remained oblivious, Ino had succeeded in planting the seed in Naruto's mind.
As recently as tonight while making his way home Naruto had paused when he saw the light on in her house. From what he remembered Sasuke was still away. What would have happened if he knocked on her door? If he took her in the doorway even. The fantasies that used to stay buried in the deepest corners of his mind were suddenly crawling to the forefront. However, instead of acting on those thoughts and questions, he continued on his way home.
Ino may have planted the seed, but it was clear that it still needed some nurturing before it came to fruition.
"Um, Naruto?"
"Yeah?"
"Your, uh, thing..."
He had been spaced out sitting at the table, not realizing that his wandering thoughts had caused his cock to swell beneath his pants. Now Hinata was standing next to him, plate of food in her hand and her eyes transfixed on her husband's growing bulge. A soft crimson had started to color her cheeks; torn between flattery, arousal, and embarrassment.
It was the sight of that blush that stopped Naruto from ushering some rushed apology. Instead, he eyed Hinata with hunger and opportunity. The fact that he had been with another woman didn't change the fact that his wife was gorgeous. Her round mounds were the envy of every woman in the village. If what Ino said was true, then that had to include Hinata as well.
"Does it bother you?" was his question instead.
"Huh?" Hinata's eyes went large, briefly snapped out of her trance by the directness of her husband's question. "Um...no. Not exactly."
Her gaze drifted back towards the bulge as if transfixed by it. They were hardly celibate as a married couple but it would be a lie to say their marriage hadn't been lacking a certain passion and intimacy over the recent years. Maybe all it took to bring that back was him being clear about what he wanted.
"I'm just surprised is all," Hinata continued unprompted. "You're usually exhausted after a long day of work."
She wasn't wrong but Naruto had a feeling there was more to it than that. He might not be the smartest person in the village, dense certainly described at the worst of times when he was younger especially. But Naruto wasn't blind, nor was he naïve. He knew the fire hadn't been there in their intimate moments. Even if Hinata refused to explicitly state it in that way.
'Even now she's still using her words to protect my pride' Naruto thought to himself. 'She deserves more than what I've given her.'
Noticing her husband had gone quiet, Hinata nervously played with her hands. Had she said too much? "...Naruto?"
A squeal left the buxom beauty as her husband suddenly rose from his seat. The chair fell over, disregarded as Naruto embraced his wife passionately. Ino was right, he didn't have to be humble and reserved. Least of all with Hinata. Like a man possessed he pushed her back until she collided with the counter, gasping softly into his mouth.
As the shock of the sudden action wore off, Hinata's fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt. Her body relaxed into his grasp. It might have been sudden but it was clearly not unwanted. If Hinata was honest with herself, she needed this more than she was willing to admit. Something that was becoming apparent in the way she was responding to this sudden action.
Her thighs parted for him as Naruto lifted her up, seating her atop the counter, her cotton negligee riding up shamelessly. The Hokage was like a man possessed, quickly freeing his erection, the thing that had started this spontaneous moment. Another gasp left Hinata's lips at her husband's brashness. At how he yanked her panties to the side before sliding his cock inside her warm entrance.
"Naruto!" the cry fell from Hinata's lips, unable to restrain herself.
She had no idea what had come over him. Typically, an exhausted Naruto would barely make small talk before heading to bed. Now he was stretching her insides with vigorous thrusts, her eyes rolling back for a moment as the sudden pleasure overwhelmed her. Her fingers tried to find purchase on something, anything. Attempting to grab grasp the counter before eventually clutching at his shirt.
"Ah! Ha ~"
The mews left her, barely containing her volume.
For his part, Naruto was entirely lost in the moment. He could practically hear Ino coaching him in his ear. Fuck her harder. Make her scream. Show her what the Hokage is capable of. Judging by the way her walls were squeezing his length it felt safe to say he was doing just that. Hinata could often be show and reserved despite her body that drew the eyes of men and women alike. But her body had always told him just how she was really feeling.
From her pussy that was dripping with arousal and covering his length with her arousal each time he entered her. Her nipples had hardened, pressing against the cotton fabric of her clothing. At this point it was barely containing her bouncing breast, threatening to spill out of her top each time Naruto jolted her body with a hard thrust.
"Naruto...! Ah...!"
Any further cries of pleasure were muffled as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue pushed its way past her lips and into her waiting mouth, dancing with hers in the kind of embrace they hadn't shared in some time. In her eyes it was like he had become a totally different man. Though, if Ino were to be believed, he had always had this inside of him. It was just a matter of getting him to believe in himself. And, where Ino was concerned, getting him to do it outside of his marriage.
But currently all that was an afterthought, somewhere in the recess of his mind. He was more focused on the pleasure at hand and the feeling of Hinata desperately rocking her hips in an attempt to get more of him.
Muffled moans vibrated against his lips and he could feel Hinata's nails digging into his skin. She was getting close and when he pulled back Naruto could see it in her glossy-eyed gaze, her mouth hung open and moaning openly. With renewed purpose he began filling her with hard thrusts, determined to bring his wife screaming over the edge and finding her orgasm atop their kitchen counter.
Hinata obliged, any attempts at keeping her volume low entirely forgotten as she clenched around her husband. Even her attempts to tell him what was coming were flustered and fumbled.
"N-Naruto...I'm going to...I'm-"
"Let go, Hinata" Naruto grunted, hips slamming against hers as he buried himself deep inside her. "Let go for me."
That command was all it took, the last straw that broke the dam. Hinata's walls clenched around him, her orgasm rocking her body as she rolled her hips into his. With his task accomplished the Hokage wasn't far behind her. His thrust were primal, rutting against her through her own orgasm until he felt a familiar sensation was over him.
"...Naruto...Naruto?"
Blonde head jolted up at the feeling of a hand shaking him. "W-what?"
It took him a second to assess the situation. They were still at the counter; he was still inside of Hinata in fact, now coated in their combined juices. Had he...blacked out? Shit. That was new.
"Uh...sorry" he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. Hinata let out a airy laugh, hand stroking his cheek. "I guess we should get cleaned up, huh?"
A light blush colored Hinata's cheeks as she nodded. Leaning forward she pressed a soft kiss to her husband's lips, "Thank you for that, Naruto."
"A-anytime!"