Damien Kova
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Cheating At Game Night WIP (Naruto)
🕑 Added 2018-07-06 17:00:02 +0000 UTCWith both families finally having a day with no worries or mission to go on, Hinata and Sakura thought it’d be a nice thing to bring both of the families together for a game night for Sarada’s birthday. Unfortunately, as the night went on, the cake and snacks began to dwindle to the point of needing more, prompting Hinata to rush into the kitchen and start making some more, leaving the pink-haired mother out in the living room with everyone else to worry. “Hey... I’m gonna go and help Hinata with the cooking. It’s not fair that she’s doing it alone.” Of course, all she got was a simple nod from her husband, a meaningful thanks from Naruto, and an excited sound from the children. But it was still enough to make her smile and feel a bit better as she walked into the kitchen, seeing her purple-haired friend putting a fresh batch of cookies in the oven.
“Oh, Sakura…” Almost right away, the mother of two could see a look of slight concern on the other’s face, causing her to smile before turning around to set the timer on the oven. “You didn’t have to come and help. You could’ve stayed and enjoyed game night.” Hinata did her best to sound cheerful toward the other woman, gasping as she suddenly felt Sakura’s arms wrap around her stomach, pulling her into a tight embrace. “S-Sakura?”
“You’ve grown into a wonderful person, Hinata. I still remember that shy little girl who would always watch Naruto train in her free time because she had a crush on him.” Sakura smiled as she rested her forehead against the back of Hinata’s head, keeping her voice soft and quiet. “We’ve both come far now that I think about it, being with the one we’ve always wanted more than anything in the world. Only problem now is we still can’t seem to keep them around long enough.~” The pink-haired woman couldn’t help but giggle with her friend as they both knew that the comment was true enough to be funny for them.
Hinata finally gave a soft and genuine smile as she brought her hand on top of Sakura’s, nodding. “Things never really change, do they?” The white-eyed woman turned her head to try and look at her friend, only go groan and blush a deep red at the feeling of the other mother’s hands on her massive chest. “S-”
“I’ve always been jealous of this rack… I mean, it must hurt your back, but I’ve always been jealous of your size. Even when we were younger… You were always bigger than me.” Sakura sighed and continued to gently fondle her friend’s large chest, squeezing the soft mounds in her hands and earning a few quiet and almost unnoticed moans from the woman. When she finally noticed that Hinata was blushing and moaning each time she squeezed, the pink-haired woman almost began stuttering over herself, not letting go. “I-I’m so sorry, Hinata! I… I don’t know what came over me! Just reminiscing over old times and before I knew it, I-”
“I-It’s okay, Sakura…” The purple-haired woman brought a hand to her chest to try and focus her breathing and calm herself down, not exactly being able to easily with the feeling of Sakura’s hands still on her breasts. “My… My breasts are my weak spots… Naruto’s gotten so used to teasing them and playing with them when we… That it’s just gotten worse…” Hinata did, however, smile and shake her head, turning to look to see if anyone could see them from the living room. “You… You don’t have to stop if you don’t want to… I won’t tell anyone…”
The green-eyed woman nodded and slowly got back to what she was doing, now with a different goal in mind entirely compared to earlier. Squeezing the soft mounds harder than before, Sakura didn’t hesitate to listen to and savor the other woman’s quiet whimpers and moans, a smile coming to her face the more she heard them. “I didn’t know your voice was so sweet when you were horny, Hinata…” There was a strange sense of calmness in her voice as she continued to play with the other mother’s chest, slowly slipping a hand down toward her thighs and gasping when she realized just how wet Hinata had become from the little bit of teasing. “You’re this wet?!”
