Chapter 18 - Wedding Fun

The day passed slowly as usual, though a grin kept reemerging whenever I caught a whiff of what Hanabi and I had done. Part of me still couldn’t believe it. It seemed work was going to be a lot less boring here from now on. Even so, most of the time was still spent dicking around, scrolling around on my work computer without really reading anything. I missed working the noodle stand. God, I had to find something to do with myself while I was just sitting around in this office. 

Maybe bring a book or something?


Sakura was going to be home at least through the weekend. I’d have to make something up about Friday, tell her I was working late or something. She would go ballistic if she found out about this. Well, I could tell her I was going to some kind of mandatory work party, that wasn’t too far from the truth. Hanabi was taking me as her date to some dinner thing with Mei, that was my in, said she expected me to fuck her by the end of the weekend. 

It would be the second time I cheated on Sakura while she was here in the country, the first being Hanabi just this morning. I hadn’t even thought about that. The first time I ever broke my, granted unspoken, promise to my wife. Well, I guess there was also that one time just before our wedding. 

Despite my guilt and distress, a smile crept across my face at the memory.

Hinata had picked up I was nervous, that something big was happening soon and that it was weighing on my mind. Maybe it was stupid but I’d told her about the wedding coming up. I don’t know how she found out where it was being hosted.

We’d rented out a nice ballroom at some fancy hotel. A luxury I could afford with the job my current wife’s dad had given me. Getting ready didn’t take any time at all compared to the bride and her crew, and I’d planned to spend the morning before the ceremony napping. Then I walked into the hotel room rented for this express purpose and saw that little minx on my bed.

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“Hinata!?” I asked, startled, and more than a little dazed by the sight. Dark purple lingerie on her body, hair curled and sexy as all hell, she was even wearing makeup, professionally done if I had to guess. It contrasted sharply with the borderline terrified look on her face.

“AH! Uh Naruto, I uh…” she coughed. “I-I-I was waiting for you,” she stammered out, hiding her face behind her hair as she awkwardly struck a pose. She was lying on her side facing me, chin rested on a propped elbow and every naughty part of her body on full display to me. 

I thought about it for perhaps five seconds.

She cried out as I practically pounced on her. I say practically because I was careful, the little bump on her belly was my reminder. She was just starting to show. Her tits were bigger too. I eagerly devoured them as she continued her babbling. Sure this was shitty to Sakura, but Hinata was letting me take a second wife for god’s sake, not to mention giving me a kid, how was I ever supposed to deny her anything she wanted?

Also, boobs!

So huge and soft and perfect. Wrapped up like a gift in that sexy purple ribbon, just begging to be devoured. I didn’t stop sucking on them until she finally managed to get a sentence out.

“I-I’m your first wife right Naruto? I…I’m first?” she asked, bringing attention to the fact her eyes were watering. I went still. With careful precision, I crept up, brought my face up to hers, to her beautiful, beautiful face. I kissed her gently on the mouth.

“Your number one Hinata, forever. If you ask me to we’ll both leave right now,” I promised, punctuating with another kiss. This one was long, lingered, and turned into a second, then a third. We lay there embraced a long time, and while part of me dreaded that she’d take me up on that offer after we separated, it was still a wonderful, tender moment. It was just unbelievable an angel of a woman like her would let me touch her, let alone put up with all this shit!

Her panties had a hole, gave me easy access to the wonderful little cave down below without needing to remove it. These clothes really were more like a ribbon than actual underwear. She gave no reaction to my slow fingering other than to hum with a bit more fervor into my mouth. 

It was amazing how little she did to drive me so utterly wild. There was something about how into it she got, how she seemed almost in a trance, completely engrossed in the moment. It was like the whole world stopped existing for her when we were joined like this, like it was just the two of us.

I wasn’t so lucky. 

I couldn’t stop thinking about Sakura. About her kicking in the door, about her eagerly getting dressed and dolled up downstairs, about the countless friends and family who’d all tell me exactly what a bastard I was for this. Didn’t she need it though? Didn’t Hinata deserve to feel good, to be reminded that she was the one I was really spending my life with?

Hell in a way Sakura owed Hinata a lot.

Fuck I was so turned on.

I slid in too hard, caused her to gasp, wince, look up at me in alarm. She went right back in her trance when our kiss resumed. I breathed deeply into her mouth, letting myself calm down as I rested inside her. She was so wonderful. She was like a well of pure, delicious pleasure, of comfort, a goddess that happily smiled and laid down every time I was thirsty.

There was no doubt in my mind anymore that I loved her. We’d been together long enough, we were going to have a kid together. Honestly, her surprise pregnancy might be what made me realize it. The fact her carrying my child brought me nothing but joy, no regret, no fear or worry, just absolute amazement. 

I realized my hand had trailed down from her boob to gently stroke her belly. It was an ego boost too. The fact that she was happy too, that she was excited and wanted to have the kid. My kid. How the hell had I gotten a woman so amazing to think so highly of me as to eagerly agree to breed with me? Half a year and we were going to be taking care of a baby together. Would it be a little purple-haired girl? A little mini-Hinata? 

Sweet god that was almost too cute to imagine.

I was so fucking lucky.

It was easy to keep this thought in mind as I slid in and out of her. She broke the kiss to cry out, quiet, but high in pitch. Her breaths were speeding up too. I leaned into her ear and whispered in that husky voice she liked.

“I love you so much Hinata, you’re the most amazing wife a man could ever have. Thank you, thank you so much for loving me, for putting up with me,” I kissed the side of her head as I sped up. The sounds of her happy sobs set my heart on fire. This was right. This was what I was supposed to be doing how the hell could I have thought otherwise?

We rocked together faster.

“So sexy, and cute, and beautiful and kind and sweet and soft-” I rattled on, adding every compliment I could think of as my hands came up to cup her breasts. “-and nurturing and hot and fuck I love you Hinata!” 

“I-I-I love you too NaruTO!” she called out, clamping down hard, with everything. Arms and legs locked me in place while her snatch did everything it could to make me cum. I saw no reason to resist. 

She felt so wonderful.

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Hinata. There was a comfort in knowing I’d always have her. I’d be sad, miserable, if I lost Sakura, but I’d just be lost without Hinata.

I could do this, to help out her family.
 
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