4 Chapter 4 - Giving And Taking (2/2)

”Oooh, Hachiro-san!” She moaned, feeling something, some pleasure, building inside her. The bed began to squeak and creak beneath them, rocking back and forth as Hinata's soft, luscious teenage body was plundered and used by this smirking jerk and his huge cock. Even if it wasn't with the boy she had planned, Hinata thought this was a wonderful way to lose her virginity.

Hinata looked down, curious. She could see it-Hachiro's big penis. It looked even bigger now, sandwiched between their bodies, sliding in and out of-was that her vagina? Her pussy was spread so wide open, Hinata barely recognized it. She wondered if it would close back up when Hachiro was done with her-but she avoided thinking about that, because she didn't want this to end.

She noticed that Hachiro was more than just stretching her pussy out, with another swing of his hips, there was a bump in her crotch, near her belly button. Was that his penis, inside her? She nearly screamed at that, feeling so good. Hachiro was still biting and working at her tits-it hurt but that just made all the pleasure Hinata was getting from his penis and tongue feel that much better. Pretty soon she was going to –

”Hachiro-san, I think I'm going to, going to-uhh!” Her words choked off in a gasp, feeling him hit a sensitive spot inside her. Hachiro spared her a look, voice mockingly curious.

”Going to what, Hinata?”

She was almost afraid to say it, but ”I'm going to come, Hachiro-san! I can't help it any longer!”

Suddenly, his thumb jammed against her clit, rubbing it in rough little circles. She looked down again and saw that, with a final thrust, Hachiro had forced his entire cock inside her. Hinata had never felt so proud, to be able to take the whole thing in her little pussy. He moaned against her, relishing in her tight heat. ”Call me Hachiro-sama,” He said, biting her neck.

With a scream that Hinata quickly muffled into Hachiro's shoulder, she came, legs shaking and her back arching up off the bed. Her tits bounced and swayed as her first ever vaginal orgasm ripped through her mind. Hinata hadn't realized it was possible to feel this good, and that helped her get over her embarrassment, all her juices running out, getting the bed wet and splashing onto Hachiro's big hairy balls.

”Ooh, Hachiro-sama, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She said, giddy and dizzy. He was ignoring her, clenching onto her back as he kept cramming the last few inches of his huge cock back inside her, her walls clinging to him with every motion. She was so snug, like her pussy just didn't want to let him go. At this rate…

”Hinata, you're making me feel so good!” He whispered to her, knowing that would make her feel proud. She blushed and smiled, holding onto him for dear life as he began pounding her even faster. Her eyes showed confusion as she felt pleasure building up again-was she going to-again?

”Oooh, god!” Hinata exhaled, her second orgasm even stronger than her first. And then her third, and forth. Hachiro kept up a brutal pace, barely taking time to focus on smacking her tits around with his hands as his own orgasm rapidly approached. Hinata could hear his penis inside her, moving around, making wet squishy noises, forcing her eyes closed with mind-numbing feelings every time she felt his balls smack against her tight, overstuffed cunt. He was so huge her body had no choice but to rearrange itself, organs moving around as Hachiro battered at the entrance to her womb.

She managed to focus enough to look at him, realizing that Naruto could never make her feel this way. Hinata hadn't seen his penis yet, but she'd felt it before sometimes when they would make out and rub each other's bodies against her each other. At the time, she had thought it felt pretty big, but now-she doubted she would even feel it if Naruto entered her, not after this. And that was ok, she still loved Naruto so its ok if she only had sex with Hachiro.

Wait, was she going to have sex with him again, she wondered. She hoped so.

”Oh, you fucking slut,” Hachiro groaned, about to bust. Hinata squealed shaking her face. She wasn't a slut, was she? Hachiro was just saying dirty things. She heard that boys liked to do that. She spoke, nervous, voice wracked with pleasure and another oncoming climax.

”Hachiro-sama,” Calling him that just felt natural now, he was the most masterful, powerful boy she'd ever met. ”I wanted to know-ungh!-are you going to…pull out? I know boys don't like to, I hope that won't be a problem.”

Hinata shook her head, voice pleading. ”I don't want to make you unhappy,” She whispered kindly.

Hachiro reached down and smacked her big bouncy ass, looking her square in the eyes. ”Hell, no. Now get ready, bitch. Here it comes.” Hinata opened her mouth, thinking about protesting, but quickly shut it. If that's what he wanted. ”Ok, Hachiro-sama. I just want you to feel good!” She squeaked as he buried inside her, grunting.

”Fucking, dirty, cheating whore!” Hachiro spat out, hands clamping onto her tits with a vengeance. Her breasts were already sore and slightly bruised, with one big hickey on the top of her pale right tit. Then she felt it, a hot, liquid, spurting sensation inside her, as Hachiro painted her pussy and splashed off against the entrance to her womb with his come. Hinata wondered if it could all fit, remembering how much goo he'd splattered on her face and tits-most of it was dried now, crusted to her lips and the underside of her neck, the top of her chest.

She found out when she looked down again, and what she said made her toes curl in yet another orgasm. White, thick cream shooting outside of her pussy as Hachiro thrust faster and deeper, his every motion squelching the come out just to make room for his next half-dozen shots.

Hinata's legs came up, wrapping around his waist. She didn't want to ever let him go. ”Will you please keep this secret for me, Hachiro-sama?” She asked, as her own orgasm died down. He'd stopped jazzing, but was still thrusting.

”I wouldn't want to make Naruto jealous of our…special fun.” She said, making it sound like some cute friendly activity and not a mind-numbing fuck.

Hachiro nodded. ”Ok, Hinata, I guess I can do that for you.” He allowed, so generous like always. ”Could you do something for me, Hinata-chan?” She smiled, widely, glad to hear how he referred to her.

”Open your mouth,” He whispered. Hinata did so slowly, closing her eyes, hoping they were going to kiss. Even though that might have seemed wrong, it was ok, she told herself. Everything was going to be ok.

Hachiro's lips pressed against hers, and she cooed, hips bucking against him. To her it was a sweet romantic moment, his hardness still filling her up so warmly as they kissed. To Hachiro, it was yet another way for him to claim this hot piece of ass, and before he broke the kiss he bit her tongue softly.

Then he pulled away, and she looked disappointed. Reaching down, he scooped up some of their mixed juices on his hand. ”Don't-um-you dare-ungh!-close your mouth,” He warned, cockhead knocking against her cervix. Hinata was only too happy to comply, looking up at him like an eager puppy, mouth stretched wide.

Hachiro shoved four of his fingers, coated in jizz and pussy juice in Hinata's mouth. Not expecting this, she sputtered and gagged, choking on the taste. For just a second, Hachiro worried he'd gone to far, but then Hinata's hand shot up, grabbing his wrist. Holding tightly, she locked eyes with him and made noisy, thirsty slurping sounds, sucking all the come off his fingers. She even gently nudged his thumb with her other hand, until Hachiro popped that in her mouth as well.

Gagging and choking, mouth stretched wide and eyes furrowed closed, Hinata licked him all clean like a good little girl.

Sex was about making your partner feel good, and she would do whatever Hachiro wanted. She knew that if he even had to ask, that would be bad.

Slowly, reluctantly, she let his now all clean hand pop out of her mouth.

Hachiro withdrew from her pussy, a few trickles of jizz coming out with his length. Looking, down, he admired his handiwork. What was formerly a fresh, pale, completely shaved virgin cunt now looked like the mouth to a cave, gaping, red, raw and wide, a yawning chasm that leaked his own come and Hinata's constant leaking juices. Rudely, Hachiro smacked her pussy, eliciting a shocked gasp from Hinata.

”Ohh, Hachiro-sama. Thank you so much.” She breathed, unable to think of anything else to say to someone had made her feel so good. Except…”Is there anything else you want me to do?”

Hachiro nodded, working her body around as he laid his bed flat on the bed-the mattress felt different, compressed. Its every spring groaned at their slightest movement now. ”I want you to ride me, Hinata. Show me what a good girl you can be.” He smiled her, a disarming smile that Hinata meekly returned, red-cheeked.

”Oh-ok.” She said, maneuvering around to straddle him. Surprising herself with her bravey, Hinata grasped the big, slippery cock in her hand, pointing it straight up. Hesitantly she looked at him, pussy lips stretched to the max again as she lined up with his cock. ”Like this?” She asked.

”Uh, now just slide down.” Hinata nodded, and her powerful thighs rippled as she squatted, taking his cock right up inside her sensitive, over-stimulated cunt.

”Oh, my gawdd!” Hinata said. This new angle felt incredible, even better than before. She wanted more of this feeling, and she let go of the base of Hachiro's cock, dropping her ass down as her pussy sank down onto every last inch of him. The two ground together, Hinata's clit mashing against Hachiro's pelvis, his pubic hairs feeling rough but also good in a strange way. Growing bolder by the second, Hinata played with her breasts, glad to be with a boy who liked them so much.

Soon she was lifting up and dropping down on his penis, faster and faster. It took a lot of effort, but it was worth it, Hinata decided. Anything to make Hachiro feel good. ”Put your hands behind your head,” Hachiro ordered. Hinata complied-he was the perfect boy, she thought-telling him to do exactly what would make them both feel better. He didn't hesitate, he just took charge, and that turned Hinata on so much.

Hachiro admired the view-her legs, clad in those sweaty socks, outstretched over his hips, soft pale stomach rolling as Hinata ground and bounced on his schlong. Tits heaving, bruises already visible on the underside, his red fingerprints on her hips and tits. She rose up and down, almost getting all the way off his cock (but she was very careful to not let that happen) before crashing her big ass back down on him. Her tits jiggled and bounced with a mind of their own, completely out of control-it was one of the best things Hachiro had ever seen.

Soon her tits were swinging up and down, shamefully on display. When Hachiro started thrusting up himself, making their motions even faster and more frantic, Hinata's tits actually smacked into her own face. ”Ooh, I'm sorry, Hachiro!” She moaned, embarrassed.

”I must look so silly.” She breathed, trying to hide her face-but only succeeding in lowering her head just as her tits bounced up again and smacked off her mouth. ”Aah!”

Hachiro reassured her, rubbing her big, bouncing ass, giving it a sharp smack. ”Oh, don't apologize Hinata. You look so sexy.”

”Oh, thank you Hachiro-sama. Thank you so muuuch!” She bit her lip again and closed her eyes, juices splattering out. Hachiro was still going strong, simply hungry now.

They continued to fuck for hours, and Hachiro had her bent over the bed next. Hinata sighed a little at this-she was sad that she didn't get to see his face. But soon she was squealing and curling her hands up in the covers from how hard he was reaming her out from behind.

Hachiro held onto her big hips like a mountain climber, making her ass shake and clap with, his pelvis bouncing off her soft, cushiony form. With one hand he smacked her big pale cheeks, and the other he wound in her hair, holding her face down in the sweaty stained covers. Overloaded with orgasms, Hinata was soon screaming into the blankets, over and over again.

At first she was saying his name, talking about how good she felt-muffled though she was-but pretty soon Hachiro's prick had stolen the ability to speak from her, and she simply gasped, shouted and moaned, sounding like a dying animal. ”Aoooh, Ahhh, unnnh!” She moaned, high and long, over the constant clapping sound of his thin hips bouncing off her fat ass. Hachiro tensed up, leaning down and chomping onto Hinata's neck.

Squeezing and biting, he held his cock into her packed-out cunt, this position allowing him to get even deeper inside her. Before long he was coming again, the backsplatter shooting out and getting on his balls and thighs. He waited for her own orgasm to subside, so that she could actually hear again. Then he pulled out, slowly, tortuously.

No longer having the patience to treat her gently, Hachiro spun Hinata around by the air, bringing her face to face with his crotch, soaked with juices, pubes matted down flat, balls dripping.

”What a mess you've made Hinata. What a bad girl.” He smacked her cheek with one hand, and she gasped, shaking her head furiously.

”Oh, I'm so, so sorry, Hachiro. Here, let me help!” Hinata threw her head forward, burying it in her crotch. Licking and slurping, she got a noseful of jizz-soaked pubic hair, taking the dark strands in her mouth and sucking on them greedily. She jacked off his wet, glistening cock, which was only slightly softer now, before she moved her head to his big balls, going from one of the other.

”I'm sorry!” She said again, gasping at his nuts, spit spewing from her mouth as she licked up every trace of their delicious, mingled juices. ”I just can't get them-ungh-both in my mouth at the same time.” Oh how she tried, puffing out her cheeks with his sack, getting pubic hairs stuck to her tongue, inhaling the sinful scent of his body, but she just couldn't do it.

She looked up at him, cock laid out across her face, still slurping at his undercarriage. ”I hope you're not mad,” She mewled softly.

Hachiro shook his head. ”I guess not, its only your first time. Now, here, squeeze your fat tits together for me, girl.”

Hinata eagerly complied as Hachiro pulled back, placing his length inside her cleavage. She looked up at him as she held her breasts in place, but still they wiggled and bounced all over. Hachiro was kind enough to help her, adding his hands to hers and using more force than she could, causing her big tits to smother his cock as he thrust and rocked, wrapped in her jugs. Hinata didn't even know you could do something like this!

Hachiro just moaned, and she beamed. That was a happy sound, one she would never grow tired of hearing, and she was so glad she was the one making him feel this way. Hachiro grunted and groaned-her tits were even firmer and softer than the MILF's. Even if he had to take the time to teach her more, Hinata was a good little piece of cockmeat. Too bad her stupid boyfriend would never get to find that out.

He fucked in a myriad of different positions, at one point making her lay her shoulders and upper back flat while she raised her ass high up. Then, facing away from her so he could get a better grip on that ass, he fucked down into her, savagely piledriving a girl who had only lost her virginity a few hours before, and was now taking more cockmeat, harder and faster than most women twice her age ever had. Hachiro threw back his head, eyes closed, as Hinata was kind enough to reach up and play with his big bouncing balls, smacking into her. She simply closed her eyes and focused on a new trick she'd learned-squeezing her insides to make her cunt even tighter for him. The last thing she wanted was for Hachiro to get bored before he was done with her. However long that would take. Her own face grew red as blood rushed down to her face, leaving her dizzy, on the verge of passing out as Hachiro began really beating her ass now, hands rising and falling in a frenzy. This time he pulled out, but held her ass up and pointed his jittering, jumping cock down at her face, splattering the Hyuga in another huge load. She sputtered, surprised, but still opened her mouth and gulped down all she could.

A while later, Hachiro was lying flat again, reclining as Hinata was spread out before him. Her legs were pointed back, on his sides, while her head was flat, over the edge of the bed as her hands held onto the bottom posts. Her ass clapped for him as she rode him again, this time stretched forward so all he saw was that big white ass, cheeks clapping, sweat dripping down her shapely, red, abused cheeks. Gritting his teeth, Hachiro ground into her every time she fell all the way down on him, muttering to himself, ”Tight…fucking…cunt.”, while Hinata simply focused on not passing out. And while she managed to stay awake for the next few minutes, she simply couldn't keep up with him.

Finally, Hinata was on her back again, legs thrown wide, arms hooked over them, knees behind her elbows. She was bent in half like some twisted sex toy while Hachiro pillaged her gash, splitting her into two. Her hips were sore, her legs hurt, her ass and tits were bruised so hard they probably wouldn't be normal for a week, and Hinata's eyes rolled back in her head, unable to endure this any longer. But she wouldn't stop until Hachiro told her to.

Finally he looked down at her and held one hand out, choking her. Her eyes opened as he fucked her contorted teenage body, tits bouncing against her chin. She stuck her tongue out weakly between her teeth, face turning purple. ”Hachiro-sammma.”, was all Hinata could manage to say.

That image, of this perfectly pliable, obedient little teenage slut was the final straw for Hachiro. He'd lost count of how many times he'd come, but somehow this was the biggest yet. Sperm practically flew out of her overstuffed cunt as he railed her as hard as he could, her body creaking underneath him, his own legs and hips practically numb from how fast and hard he was pushing his body.

Finally finished, sated-for the moment, Hachiro looked down at her. Face covered in jizz, lips swollen up from rough kissing and her own breasts constantly knocking into him, Hinata was red faced, glassy-eyed. As he pulled out, she made no response, completely demolished by his cock, she had succumbed to unconsciousness, but not from lack of trying.

He surveyed her ruined body as he slid out, come dripping from her gaping pussy once more. Her facial features were barely distinguishable underneath the mask of come she now wore, and bubbles softly grew and popped on her lips and nostrils as her body struggled to breathe. Her neck was read, the skin raw and chafed from him choking her and where her forehead protector had bent into her from their tangled positions.

Getting ready to pass out himself, Hachiro clambered up on top of her, grabbing a handful of her formerly luxurious, dark hair. He used it like a rag, wiping their juices off his cock before giving his pole one last tug, causing a final dollop to splash out right on her forehead.

”Good whore.” He whispered, before collapsing, making sure to snuggle his still amazing soft cock between her warm fat asscheeks.

Knock, knock.

The sun was shining brightly as Naruto cracked the guest bedroom door open, hoping to greet his girlfriend and his new…friend, for lack of a better word, for the new day. He'd hoped they slept well-he hadn't. The young blonde had been plagued by strange dreams-it sounded like something was rattling and shaking the whole house, and he could have sworn he heard frightful, almost unholy screaming and deep, guttural groaning. Must have been a nightmare.

Half inside the room he stopped, shocked. Sunlight shone through the window onto the sleeping pair-they were both on the bed, under the covers! That was odd, and the room smelled too, a very strange scent, powerful, something Naruto was not familiar with. Crinkling his noise, he surveyed the room-Hachiro's clothes were everywhere and-were those Hinata's panties? Her mesh top was on top of the dresser rudely, and the two must have been naked under the bed. Maybe they'd just gotten hot, he thought.

Hinata smiled at him, snuggled up against Hachiro. She did like to snuggle, Naruto knew. Barely covered by the sheets, her breasts crushed up against his thin chest. Hachiro seemed much less awake himself, bleary-eyed, yawning. ”Good morning, Naruto!”

She was as chirpy as ever to see him, eyes sparkling-although they looked strange, bloodshot, like she hadn't slept. There was white gunk at the corner of her eyes and mouth-sleep stuff, he figured, and she hurriedly wiped it away with the sheet. The sheets and blankets were spotted with darkness-must have been sweat.

”Sorry, Naruto, but Hachiro and I were both so warm we had to take our clothes off and get under the covers together.”

”Oh, that's ok,” He replied, still trusting her completely. His eyes drifted down from the smiling, beautiful face of his innocent girlfriend to something else-a big tent in the sheets, something poking nearly through them. It also occurred to Naruto that Hinata only had one hand above the covers, the other nowhere in sight. Hachiro merely smiled, sleepily. Their hair looked awful-they must have really been tossing and turning. Hachiro grunted something in Hinata's ear and she blushed, his own hands out of view. It must have been a joke or something.

”Um, Naurto-chan?” Hinata said, trying to get his attention. Had he been staring?

”Oh, uh yes, Hinata-chan?” He asked, looking back at her sweet face.

”Could you…please leave? I have to get dressed for the day, silly. You don't want to be a pervert-chan, right?”

While Naruto did indeed want to see Hinata's naked body, she had a point. It would be too embarrassing with Hachiro in the room anyway, although…well just thinking about Hachiro made Naruto think about another girl's naked body, his own. Feeling what he told himself was morning wood growing, Naruto nodded hurriedly, backed towards the door slowly, short shorts bouncing.

”Get lost, blondie!” Hachiro yelled. Hinata gasped slightly, shooting Hachiro an embarrassed smile. She snuggled closer to him, but was facing away, her back against his front.

”Oh, Hachiro-sama.” She giggled, running a hand through his hair.

Embarassed, Naruto hurriedly left, the door slamming behind him.

A little while later, Hachiro and Hinata passed Naruto in the hallway. It looked like Hinata was trying to grab his hand a little, but Hachiro kept pulling it away. Naruto smiled at them both, glad to see they were dressed. Hinata had her jacket zipped up even higher than normal-which was weird, like she was trying to hide something.

”Well, we have to shower now, Naruto-chan.” Hinata told him, cocking her head at him, smiling warmly. ”We'll see you after, ok?” Naruto thought it was strange she kept saying 'we'-he got that they were going to shower one after the other, but it sounded strange the way that she was saying it.

Hachiro almost completely ignored him, opening the bathroom door, now his hand finally reached for Hinata's. Naruto moved forward, smiling in his white t-shirt and tight blue shorts. ”Ok, I'll see you soon, Hinata-chan.” He tried to lean in forward for a good morning kiss on the lips, but Hinata moved quickly, giving him a little peck on the check.

”Hachiro-sama” (Was Naruto hearing that right?)

”Is very hungry, Naruto, he built up quite an appetite.” Naruto wondered how.

”So, roasted vegetables, and eggs, on the table please, ok, sweety?” Hinata blew him a kiss and then shut the door loudly before Naruto could respond.

Hachiro threw his clothes off in the bathroom as well, turning the shower on.

”Hurry up, big tits.” He snapped, causing Hinata to blush and shake her head. What a cute nickname. Still, she gingerly took her clothes off, because she simply couldn't move any faster. She felt sore all over, and when she unzippered her jacket, her tits looked like someone had worked over them with a baseball bat, bruised, dark purple bite marks marring her pale skin all over, hickies everywhere. She limped like she had a sore ankle, and her voice was slightly hoarse-when she' first woken up, she'd had an awful cough that only ended when she spat up a small glob of come.

Hachiro snapped her out of her reverie with a smack on the back of the head.

”Knees, soap, let's go, slut.” She cooed and got under the water, lathering up her big tits. White bubbles covered her tits like a child's bath as Hachiro got in the shower too, cock rising to attention.

”I'm sorry I got you so dirty, Hachiro-sama,” She said, seeing her own crusted juices in Hachiro's pubic hair.

”Well stop apologizing and clean me up stupid!” Hinata hopped on her sore, bruised knees, waddling forward to wrap his cock up in her tits. Anything for her new best friend!

To Be Continued...