With her mother going away for the weekend for a girl's night out while her father was nowhere to be found, presumably taking some secret mission from the Hokage, Sarada found herself having to stay with the Uzumaki's. She was hesitant at first, but after hearing that the bumbling pest was away at a sleepover, the young kunoichi quickly changed her mind.
She had been more than happy to spend some time with the Hokage's family, to see for herself just what kind of life the Uzumaki's lived. But to Sarada's disappointment, it was just going to be Hinata and Himawari at home. Still, not wanting to be a pessimist, she was hoping to learn all she could from the family that were kind enough to look after her.
That was until she learned how mischievous Himawari could be.
Sarada was always under the assumption that the daughter of the Uzumaki family was an angel, that she could do no wrong, but after volunteering to take Himawari on a walk throughout the village, she quickly learned just how wrong she was. It came as quite a shock for the aspiring girl.
"Sarada! Sarada! Let's go in here!" Brimming with excitement, Himawari was several feet ahead of Sarada, bouncing up and down so innocently as she pointed towards one of the village's sweet stores. No one would think she was up to no good, but the bespeckled kunoichi was treated to a sight that left her utterly speechless.
From where she stood, Sarada was treated to Himawari's bare ass. Underneath her baggy yellow hoodie, the young girl had no shorts or underwear on; she was going commando. While one could assume that it was just a clumsy mistake, that she had been forgetful, it was blatantly clear that she was up to no good.
Having little option but to follow behind the troublesome girl, Sarada gulped hard as she entered the store and saw Himawari bent over, pushing her rear outwards and gently shaking it from side to side as she examined the shelf in front of her. As much as she wanted to say something, the black-haired girl knew it would cause a scene, that it would be nothing but trouble for the Hokage.
"Lookie here, Sarada. They've got green tea mochi. Can we get some? Please?" Batting her eyes as she looked over her shoulder, Himawari knew that Sarada's eyes were firmly locked onto her tiny little bottom. Deciding to be a bit playful, she reached backwards and parted her asscheeks, showing off her puckered anus.
"Himawari!" Raising her voice as she couldn't take it anymore, Sarada's body was responding earnestly to the sight before her. Despite knowing how wrong it was to harbour such feelings towards someone younger than her, and the Hokage's daughter no less, she couldn't deny that she was aroused with Himawari's attempt to seduce her.
With people in the store turning their heads to look at them, believing that the pair of kids were up to no good and likely about to shoplift, Sarada realised that she had to calm down and put everyone's worries at ease. Taking a deep breath, she managed to compose herself, even if Himawari was trying her best to tease her.
"L-Look, I'll buy it for you, okay? So can we please get out of here?" Shaking as she felt the distrusting gazes of adults piercing right through her, Sarada hoped that by raising her voice just loud enough so that people could hear her, that it would get them some peace and no longer be treated as the centre of attention.
Taking a step back and bumping her butt against Sarada's crotch, Himawari let out a surprised gasp, pretending that she had stumbled backwards when in reality, it was intentional. Rubbing her butt gently from side to side, the young girl could feel something hard poking up against her.
"Really? You'll get it for me? Sarada, you're the best!" Turning around so that her hoodie dropped down to cover up her rear, Himawari embraced Sarada in a hug, pressing her head against the almost flat chest as she shivered with excitement. The candy was an added bonus, as she had confirmed her suspicions.
Sarada was a futanari, much like the housewife of the Uzumaki family.
In a rush to get out of the store, the bespeckled girl was hunched over and trying to cover up the noticeable bulge in her red dress. Paying for the sweets to hopefully appease Himawari, Sarda followed hastily behind the cheerful troublemaker, who was skipping about joyfully while munching away on her mochi.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Sarada? Are you in pain?" Finishing her snack rather quickly, Himawari turned around and immediately noticed the look of discomfort plastered across Sarada's face. Smiling playfully, she closed the distance between them as she leaned in and stared at the prominent tent in the older girl's clothes.
Gasping as Himawari was so damn close to her that they were almost breathing on one another, a shocked and girly shriek left Sarada's lips as she felt the small hand brush over her crotch before tracing circles around it with a finger. "H-Himawari! C-Can we just go back to your house, please?"
"What's the matter, Sarada? I'm just playing," grinning mischievously, Himawari applied a bit more pressure, squeezing down on the bespeckled kunoichi's bulge and causing her to squirm. Despite her age, the only daughter of the Uzumaki family was a huge cock tease, and Sarada was only learning now what trouble awaited her over the course of the weekend.
Shivering as she was practically being jerked off through her clothing, albeit without the usual force and speed that she used while alone, Sarada pulled away from Himawari, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as she looked around, wondering if any passersby on the road had caught them doing something so crude.
"Aww, you're no fun. Fiiiine. Let's go home then," pouting as she puffed out her cheeks, Himawari wasn't about to leave Sarada alone for long. She had the entire weekend ahead of them, and with only her mother to worry about, there was little worry of being interrupted while she made the older girl squirm.
Maintaining a good distance as she followed behind the skipping Himawari who was waving to villagers who recognised her, Sarada was at a loss for words. She was almost a teenager for crying out loud, and here she was, having to be careful around someone several years younger than her.
None of her own girl friends were this bold despite most of them being futanari like herself, and Sarada could only assume that Himawari had stumbled across a dirty magazine that belonged to her meddlesome older brother. Making a mental note to slap the idiot over the head the next time they crossed paths, she realised that they had reached their destination while she was immersed in her thoughts.
"Mom, we're back!" Kicking off her shoes as she announced to her mother that they had returned home, Sarada let out a sigh of relief as there was no need to keep her guard up inside of the Uzumaki household. With the diligent Hinata present, there was no way Himawari would try anything. Right?
The sound of gentle footsteps could be heard before the short-haired woman appeared, wearing her usual lavender hoodie. Flashing a smile at the two young girls who had just arrived, Hinata had been enjoying the peace and quiet, giving her ample time to take care of some chores without getting distracted. "You two are early. You didn't drag Sarada around, did you, Himawari?"
"Nope. She was really nice! She even bought me some sweets, mom," gleaming as she turned around to face the older girl, Himawari was acting like the energetic and innocent child that her family knew her for. It was almost uncanny how she could go from behaving so mischievously and so perverse one moment to acting down to Earth the next.
Shaking her head as she wanted to scold her daughter, Hinata could only assume that Himawari had begged Sarada to buy her something. Not wanting to come across as too strict, she made it clear as she bent down, flaunting her huge breasts, "You should know better, Himawari. How many times have I told you? No snacks before dinner. I'm sorry about this, Sarada."
"I-It's fine. I'd rather buy Himawari something than that intolerable dork," getting frustrated at just the mere thought of the blonde troublemaker, Sarada took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She couldn't act out in front of Hinata, having heard from her mother just how terrifying she could be once angered.
As much as she wanted to raise a concern about Himawari's deplorable behaviour earlier and have Hinata inform the young girl that it wasn't acceptable, Sarada decided to hold her tongue. It wasn't the time or place for that, and the longer she thought about it, the sooner it became apparent that no one would believe her anyway.
I mean really? Himawari trying to seduce me? It's so far-fetched. Shaking her head as she just had to accept that there was no point in trying to discuss this with Hinata, Sarada could only hope that the playful girl would mind her manners and keep to herself for the remainder of her stay at the Uzumaki's.
All was well until dinner, where Sarada was seated across from Himawari. Being treated to a glorious feast by Hinata, the bespeckled kunoichi licked her lips as she began to salivate, it reminded her of her own mother's cooking, but with way more effort put into it. It was like the meals that were prepared whenever her father returned home, as rare of an occasion as that was.
"How many times have I told you, Himawari? Don't slouch, especially at the dinner table," scolding her daughter who was sinking back into her chair, Hinata couldn't believe that Himawari was misbehaving and acting like a delinquent. She could only blame her son for being a poor role model.
Shovelling food into her mouth as she ignored her mother's lecture, Himawari was more focused on the girl seated across from her. Sitting here at the dining table was a prime opportunity for her to test Sarada's willpower, and just how well she could last while being stimulated.
Letting out a shriek as she felt something rub against her thigh, Sarada's eyes went wide as she noticed the cocky grin of the young girl seated across from her. Without having to look down and confirm her suspicions, she knew that Himawari was up to no good, that it was her leg causing her to jump in surprise a moment earlier.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Sarada? Do you not like the food?" Caught off guard by the sudden noise escaping the bespeckled girl's lips, Hinata noticed that Sarada was flustered, her cheeks a light shade of pink, and that she hadn't taken a bite out of the meal situated in front of her.
Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Sarada had little choice but to gracefully scoop some food into her mouth with her chopsticks, not wanting to come across as a rude guest despite the discomfort she felt. "N-No, it's not like that. I was just.. Surprised by how much food you made."
"Oh, I'm sure Sakura does a fine job whenever your father comes home. I'm just used to feeding a glutton," flattered that she was being praised over her cooking, Hinata wished that her own family showed this much gratitude. Sure, her husband was always thankful, but he was never home, and her kids seemed to forget their manners from time to time.
Wanting to get a rise out of Sarada, Himawari rubbed the sole of her foot against the distressed kunoichi's crotch, making sure to roll around in a circle as she felt the bulge growing larger by the second. She was barely able to see over the table at this point, yet she wasn't about to stop now.
"Himawari! How many times must I tell you? Sit up straight already! You're making us look bad in front of Sarada," growing somewhat irritated that her daughter was behaving like a sloth, Hinata slammed her chopsticks down against the table, feeling her blood begin to boil as she didn't want another delinquent child. One was bad enough.
Rising up straight as she shivered, Himawari couldn't bring herself to go against her mother's orders. Witnessing her father and brother be scolded by the devil herself was still fresh in the young girl's memory, and she didn't want to face Hinata's wrath. "S-Sorry mom. I was just feeling a bit tired."
"Good grief. Take a bath after dinner and go to bed, okay? Sorry about this, Sarada. She's not normally this troublesome," shaking her head as she composed herself, Hinata began to gracefully eat her rice, her temper having subsided as if it never existed. She was a truly terrifying woman when she wanted to be.
Sighing a breath of fresh air as she was no longer being toyed with by Himawari, Sarada gazed over at the mischievous girl and saw her pouting right at her. Feeling somewhat relieved that this appeared to be the end of things, the bespeckled kunoichi resumed her meal while making small talk with Hinata.
Dinner was quickly finished, and while she had offered to lend a hand with the dishes, Sarada was turned down and told to go join Himawari in the bath. It was terrible news for her, yet she couldn't bring herself to go against Hinata, not after getting a glimpse of just how intimidating she could be.
"I get to bathe with Sarada! Yay!" Chirping up as she was overflowing with excitement, Himawari was looking forward to this opportunity more than anything. In the bathroom, the two would be naked, and she would have plenty of ample chances to tease Sarada, to test just how long the futanari could hold out for.
To Himawari, this was all a game. Growing up in a household where her mother was strict and her father was absent for prolonged periods of time, she had grown to rely on finding her own source of entertainment, and after only just recently discovering what a futanari was, she felt compelled to toy with Sarada, especially after hearing that they'd be spending the weekend together.
Knowing that she had to do this, that she had to take a bath with Himawari or else she would have to go to sleep smelling of sweat and feeling gross, Sarada resigned herself to her fate. She could only cross her fingers and pray that the young girl would keep to herself, even if that was just wishful thinking.
The energetic youth rushed off down the hall towards the bathroom with Sarada dragging her feet as she followed suit, unable to help but imagine what awaited her. She was certain that she'd be treated to the sight of Himawari's bare ass yet again, and just thinking about being felt up made her shiver with guilty pleasure.
As much as she detested the idea, Sarada was excited to be teased by Himawari.
Stripping her yellow hoodie and jumping into the bath that was filled with bubbles, Himawari turned to face the bespeckled girl who was slowly undressing herself, taking her sweet time as she slid out of her red dress. Putting her glasses down, Sarada placed her hands over her chest and crotch in a futile attempt to cover herself up.
"Hurry Sarada, or I'll splash you with water!" Grinning as she was behaving like a child, Himawari was just biding her time, awaiting the opportunity to leap forward and toy with Sarada once more. Her mother wasn't present this time, so there was no worry about being stopped partway through this time around.
Sighing as she couldn't help but smile at the pure childish nature of the girl before her who was sitting in the bath and gleaming at her, Sarada stepped into the hot water and sank down, sitting on the opposite side of the bathtub to Himawari. "Oooh this is perfect. I could stay here forever."
"Hehe. Mom always heats the bath before dinner, but she usually joins me since dad's rarely home," giggling as she played with bubbles for the moment, Himawari was just waiting for Sarada to drop her guard before she made her move. She was thankful that her mother was around, knowing that it would be impossible to do anything with Hinata present.
Leaning back and soaking in the tub, Sarada had almost forgotten that she was with a crude little girl who had been acting like an utter pervert throughout the day. It wasn't until she felt the water shift that she realised something was up, but it was far too late as Himawari was situated right in front of her.
"You're huge, Sarada. Just like mom!" Awestruck as she was staring at the kunoichi's flaccid member that rested beneath the water, Himawari had thought that Sarada was packing something large, but this exceeded her expectations. Seeing it twitch as she brought attention to it, the young girl gasped as it began to grow in size.
Blushing as her penis was the centre of attention, Sarada tried to cover herself up as she grew erect. All of the memories of seeing Himawari's bare butt, being grinded against and even getting teased by her foot at the dining table rushed through her mind, and the kunoichi hated that her body was reacting in such a way.
"You can't just say that! And not so loud! What if your mom hears us?" Raising her voice as she didn't want to alert Hinata that something inappropriate was taking place inside of the bathroom, Sarada desperately tried to hide her erection, but it was futile. It was simply too big for her hands to conceal.
Brushing aside Sarada's arms, Himawari wrapped her tiny hand around the futanari's huge member, gasping in shock that her fingers couldn't even wrap around it. It wasn't quite as large as her mother's, but it was still quite impressive. "Well you should just keep your mouth shut, Sarada. Or do you want me to scream for help?"
Being met with a mischievous grin from the young girl, Sarada knew that she couldn't make a scene here. If Himawari did cry out and cause Hinata to burst in to see what the trouble was, she was certain that she would be held accountable for this. Still, having her dick held like this was somewhat thrilling, despite how wrong it was.
"Hehe, that's what I thought. Sarada, I saw the hunger in your eyes earlier. I just know you wanted this," giggling as she began to pump her hand up and down slowly, running along the entire shaft from top to bottom, Himawari wasn't as naive as everyone made her out to be. She was rather mature for her age, and she saw the lustful gaze Sarada was giving her while they were out in public during the day.
Sure, she had only just learned what a futanari was only recently, but that didn't mean that she was unaware of what sex was. Her brother didn't hide his dirty magazines after all. It was only a matter of time before Himawari found them, and as she spent her time at home with her mother, she was able to study the contents without an issue.
"I-I wasn't.." Lowering her head in shame as she knew that the young girl was speaking the truth, Sarada could only blame herself for getting so worked up and being weak. Being grinded up against by Himawari and witnessing her going commando earlier had made her stare lustfully, even if she knew how wrong it was.
Continuing to pump her hand as she was met with whimpers from the kunoichi, Himawari was enjoying the reactions from Sarada. The erection was throbbing all the while, encouraging her to pick up the pace, and she wanted to see what other erotic sounds the futanari could make.
Yet the sound of the bathroom door opening caused her to stop dead in her tracks.
"Sorry you two, but you don't mind if I join you, do you?" Apologising as she stepped inside and began to undress without being given any confirmation, Hinata was in desperate need of some relaxation, especially after tending to chores throughout the entire day. As she unclipped her bra and pulled her panties down her long legs, she noticed Himawari and Sarada were rather close.
Her daughter was leaning back against Sarada, sitting between her legs and splashing about in the water while playing with the bubbles. Realising that nothing was amiss, that Himawari was just being affectionate, Hinata shook her head with a pleased smile on her face as she stepped towards the pair.
"Himawari, dear, you shouldn't sit so close to Sarada. She probably just wants to relax and not have someone playing around right next to her," kindly informing her daughter to mind her manners, Hinata thought that it was a pleasant sight. She was used to Himawari doing the same to her; sitting in her lap and behaving like a child.
Sticking out her tongue playfully, Himawari quickly rose to her feet, giving Sarada a face full of her dripping wet ass. Stepping out of the tub, the young troublemaker wasn't quite in the mood to fool around anymore. No, she wanted to take things to the next level, and she knew exactly how to go about it. "Mom, can Sarada sleep in my room tonight?"
Freezing up as the words echoed through her head, it seemed so innocent, yet Sarada knew the implications and what Himawari was truly after here. She didn't want to come across as ungrateful however, so she decided to keep quiet, hoping that Hinata would be reasonable enough to not pair them together.
"Hmm. Are you fine with that, Sarada? Himawari can be a bit pushy at times, but she seems rather fond of you," having already arranged the guest bedroom earlier, Hinata didn't really have a problem with letting Sarada sleep with her daughter during her stay. At the very least, it meant she was less likely to have Himawari climb into her own bed and disrupt her beauty sleep.
With the spotlight on her once more, Sarada's mind was a complete and utter mess as she scrambled to pull herself together. Her eyes had been glued to Himawari's backside, even after the young girl stepped out of the bath, and the kunoichi could only pray that Hinata didn't catch her ogling.
"N-No, it's fine. I think she's just excited to have someone to play with," Sarada shook her head from side to side as she tried to deny the accusation that the little troublemaker was pushy. While it may be true in a sense, there was another reason she chose to go along with Himawari's little game.
They'd be sleeping in the same room, giving her ample opportunity to repay Himawari for all the blatant teasing she'd done.
"I suppose you're right. Himawari! Don't walk around the house naked!" Raising her voice as she spotted her daughter leaving the bathroom without even a towel to cover her undeveloped body up, Hinata rubbed her temples as she let out a groan, finding that Himawari was behaving almost as unbearably as her brother.
Rising out of the bath as she covered her chest and crotch, Sarada felt compelled to follow suit to see what else the rascal had in store for her. She knew it was wrong, but Himawari clearly knew what she was up to, and the bespeckled girl wanted to at least get some form of release out of this nonsensical teasing.
Wrapping a towel around her petite body, Sarada made a quick stop to the guest room to get changed into her pyjamas before searching for Himawari. It didn't take her long to spot the misbehaving child, who was bent over, her bare ass and pussy presented and on display as she rummaged through her drawers.
Gulping as she felt her pants tighten, Sarada stepped into the younger girl's bedroom and closed the door behind her, silently approaching the blissfully unaware Himawari who was humming a tune to herself. She was taking her sweet time looking through the contents of her drawers, almost as if it were intentional.
But that couldn't be true, could it? Himawari wasn't even conscious of Sarada's presence after all.
Feeling frustration that had persisted throughout the day swelling up inside of her, the bespeckled kunoichi was tempted to pounce on the naive girl and teach her just who she was messing with. Creeping ever so closer, the floorboards creaked as Sarada was so close to laying her hands on Himawari.
"Himawari, have you gotten dressed yet? Oh Sarada, what're you up to?" Stepping into the room as she called out to her daughter, Hinata was shocked to see that her guest was standing right behind Himawari. Her first thought was that Sarada was curious as to what was happening, but she got the feeling that something was amiss.
Jumping as she spun around, Sarada felt as if she had just been busted. She hadn't even heard Hinata enter until it was too late, and she could only hope that she didn't notice the sheer hunger in her eyes. "Uh.. I-I was checking up on Himawari, and she seemed to be searching through her drawers for something."
"Found it! Mom, Sarada was giving me a hand. Look, I found that set of pyjamas that you thought went missing!" Raising her voice excitedly, Himawari pulled out a matching pair of pink sleepwear, feeling no shame whatsoever for standing naked before her own mother and Sarada. She was a quick thinker, and knew just how to erase all suspicion.
Letting out a sigh as she had been wondering where those pyjamas disappeared to, Hinata didn't understand why her daughter was behaving like a nudist with Sarada present. It was beyond her, yet she could only fathom that it was a phase of sorts, one that would hopefully pass by swiftly. "Just get dressed already, Himawari. You're making things awkward with Sarada."
"Okay," Himawari began to pull her clothes on, not bothering with any underwear as it would just hinder her plans moving forward. Noticing that her mother had left the room and closed the door, the mischievous child grabbed Sarada's hand and shoved it down her pants, letting her fingers rub against her privates.
Sarada's eyes went wide as she found herself suddenly feeling up the Hokage's daughter, with the girl's mother having only just outside in the hall. As immoral and wrong as it was, she found herself pressing her fingers against the tender folders, easily sliding inside Himawari's inexperienced pussy.
"M-Mmn. So you're finally being honest, Sarada?" Grinning after stifling a moan, Himawari had the older girl exactly where she wanted. Things were going according to plan, and the only hindrance would be whether or not Hinata would walk in unannounced again. Still, this was going to be a weekend for the history books.
Sinking two of her digits deeper and deeper inside of Himawari's inviting womanhood, Sarada began to wiggle her fingers around, brushing up against the walls and causing the little troublemaker to moan louder. She couldn't hold back much longer, not after being toyed with and seduced for so long.
"A-Aaah! How about we climb into bed and play, Sarada?" Shrieking ecstatically as her weak spot was rubbed repeatedly, Himawari was eager to skip to the main event. She could see the lustful gaze in the bespeckled kunoichi's eyes, and it made her shiver with excitement as she knew it was going to be a long night of fun.
Swallowing hard as she understood the implications quite well, Sarada silently nodded her head as she reluctantly slid her fingers out from the mischievous girl's twat, finding that they were covered in a slick, wet fluid. Bringing it to her mouth, she shivered from how sweet Himawari's nectar was.
Laughing as she pranced over to the lightswitch, Himawari watched eagerly as Sarada climbed onto the bed, sitting up straight as she was blatantly tense. Flipping the switch, the young girl pounced on her prey, the room slightly illuminated from the street lamps outside, giving the two a good look at one another.
Pinning the kunoichi to the bed with her body, Himawari planted a brief yet playful kiss on Sarada's lips, hoping to entice her into giving in to her carnal desires. Grinning, the troublesome girl shimmied downwards until her face was mere inches away from the futanari's crotch.
Hooking her fingers underneath Sarada's pyjama pants, Himawari effortlessly pulled them down, letting out a shriek as she felt something long and hard smack her in the face. It was only a matter of seconds before her shock subsided, and she wrapped her fingers around the huge member.
"You're so naughty, Sarada. Just who got you all riled up like this, huh?" With a mischievous smile on her face, Himawari began to slowly pump her hand up and down. She was incapable of getting her digits around the circumference of the throbbing phallus, but that wasn't about to deter her as she leaned in and licked the head.
Moaning and tossing her head backwards, the rough texture of Himawari's tongue was more than Sarada was ready for as she bucked her hips, surrendering herself to whatever the little devil had in store for her. Panting, she confessed to who the culprit was behind her erection, "Y-You did this to me, Himawari! Grinding against me in public, showing that butt of yours to me, rubbing your foot against my crotch. T-This is all your fault!"
"Uh huh. But you didn't try to stop me, Sarada," smirking as she rebuked such accusations, Himawari stopped working her hand as she planted several affectionate kisses all along Sarada's shaft, going from the tip all the way down to the base, even giving the futanari's heavy ball sack a quick smooch.
Trembling as she was being toyed with by someone younger than herself, Sarada's pride was at stake here. While it was true that she didn't try and put up a fight, she didn't want to invoke the wrath of Hinata by making Himawari upset. Yet after being seduced again and again, she wanted nothing more than to teach the young girl just who she was messing with here.
"D-Don't you give me that! You're the cock tease here!" Raising her voice as she sat upright, Sarada wasn't about to be pushed around for much longer. No, she was going to ensure that Himawari learned a valuable lesson on who she was trifling with. The only problem was, they could be interrupted at any moment.
As Himawari wrapped her lips around the tip and began to swirl her tongue around, smothering the futanari's member with saliva, Sarada decided to make her move. Placing a hand on the back of the mischievous girl's head, she bucked her hips upwards, forcing several thick inches inside.
Groaning as her mouth was suddenly stuffed full of girl cock, Himawari couldn't protest even if she wanted to. She was held into place by Sarada, who had a pleased grin on her face as the cards were now in her favour. Determined to not be taken advantage of, the young girl decided to bob her head and roll her tongue around on the underside of the shaft.
Pressing her partner who was sucking on her dick so enthusiastically further downwards, Sarada let out a deep, unladylike moan as she felt herself slip down Himawari's throat. It was hot and tight, and she relished in the pleasant sensations running up her spine. "Oh that's good! Where's that cocky attitude now, Himawari?"
Trying to talk with her mouth full, Himawari's efforts only resulted in the vibrations rushing down along Sarada's penis, causing her to cry out joyfully as she was being deepthroated so eagerly. Not wanting to be made a fool of, the young girl continued to bob her head, unfazed by how it was sliding down her throat.
"Himawari? Sarada? Have you two gone to bed already?"
A knock on the door followed by a gentle yet worried voice stopped the pair dead in their tracks, and in the heat of the moment, they scrambled underneath the bed sheets in an attempt to not expose their deeds to Hinata. Sarada was resting her head against the pillow, but Himawari seemed reluctant to let the futanari's prick go, continuing to slobber all over it.
Opening the door and poking her head inside, Hinata couldn't help but notice the obvious shape of someone hiding underneath the covers. Looking Sarada in the eye, she sighed as she felt the need to ask, "And just what do you think you're doing, young lady? Hiding from your mother, are we?"
"Yep! I can't believe you found me so quickly!" Popping the erect penis out from between her lips, Himawari playfully replied, sounding like a child that was proud of their efforts to hide. She didn't even try to act disappointed as she immediately went back to eagerly sucking on Sarada's member.
Squinting as she felt the vacuum-like suction return once again, Sarada was trying her best to remain calm and collected, to not make a noise to arouse suspicion from Hinata. She figured that this would be enough to get her off of their backs for the night, but she felt the need to chime up, "S-Sorry about this. I'll try and get her to calm down so we can get some rest."
"Just call out if you need anything, okay? I'll be just down the hall," thankful that there was someone she could depend on to behave in a respectable manner, Hinata closed the door behind her, her footsteps disappearing down the hallway as the sound of another door closing filled the silence.
Sighing a breath of fresh air as she couldn't believe that they were almost caught, Sarada lifted the covers to look at Himawari's stretched out lips and how she was enthusiastically bobbing her head, taking the entirety of her 9 inch dick with ease. "You wanted us to get caught, didn't you?"
Slowly dragging her lips along the shaft before popping them free once more, Himawari just smiled innocently as she caught her breath. Sitting up and tossing the bed sheets back, she began to pull her pyjama pants downwards while playfully blurting out, "I don't know what you're on about, Sarada."
"Playing dumb, are we? Be grateful I haven't gone to sleep in the guest bedroom," giving the young girl a reminder that she could leave at a moment's notice, Sarada felt like that would be enough to get Himawari to behave. Or at least, not act so recklessly and unpredictably. After all, being caught would spell the end of the kunoichi's life.
Straddling the bespeckled girl's lap with her legs parted as she threw the covers backwards, Himawari rubbed the wet dick against her crotch as her knees grazed against Sarada's thighs. She could see right through the blatant lies, and she knew that there was no chance the futanari would dare miss out on an opportunity to get some relief. "Are you sure about that? You don't sound very convincing, Sarada. Now when you're throbbing with anticipation.
Staying silent as she couldn't refute such a claim, Sarada needed this more than she was willing to admit. Being stimulated and seduced all throughout the day was wearing away at her, and she was in desperate need of some release, no matter how guilty or immoral it was. Hinata could just never find out about any of this.
"Hehe. You're so weak, Sarada. Getting pushed around by me without even trying to resist. How about I do this?" Giggling as she felt powerful, Himawari aligned the head of the kunoichi's member against her small pussy, grinding against it as if to entice Sarada to thrust upwards.
Biting her lip, Sarada was trying her best to resist the temptation, yet her willpower was quickly fading. Placing her hands on Himawari's hips, she bucked her hips, plunging several thick inches of her girl cock inside of the inexperienced girl, claiming her first time. Or at least, it would have been if she hadn't experimented with toys beforehand.
It was so wrong, yet felt all so right.
Letting out a scream as her insides were spread apart, Himawari's mouth was immediately preoccupied as Sarada leaned forwards and stole a kiss, desperate to not alert Hinata to what they were up to. It was an intimate kiss that neither could pull themselves away from, even if it was spurred on by a need to keep things a secret.
Pushing her tongue inside of the young girl's mouth, Sarada could feel the tight walls of Himawari's pussy clinging to her desperately, making it a challenge to reach deeper. Though that only made the futanari all the more determined to bury the entirety of her 9 inch dick inside, to claim this troublemaker's insides as hers.
Applying downwards pressure on Himawari's hips and she thrust upwards, Sarada was slowly but surely digging herself deeper into the cock tease's womanhood. It wasn't long before their crotches were rubbing against one another, a sign that they had connected so intimately.
Separating from the kiss as a bridge of saliva connected their mouths together, Sarada began to buck her hips back and forth, building up some speed as she pounded away at Himawari's excruciatingly tight pussy. To her surprise, the young girl was moaning euphorically, evidently enjoying herself despite being deflowered mere moments ago.
"You're a slut, Himawari, you know that? You're actually getting off even though this is your first time," mocking her partner as she scraped her dick against the inner walls, Sarada felt that she wasn't going to last much longer at this rate, the sheer tightness squeezing down on her hard, putting her own masturbation sessions to shame.
Just as Himawari was about to open her mouth and respond, the pair heard footsteps coming from down the hall. Rushing to cover themselves up and act natural, they hurryingly pulled the bed sheets over their bodies as they were practically hugging, their genitals still connected as the door gently creaked open. Hinata quietly peeked her head inside, checking to see if the two were asleep yet.
Despite how nerve wracking this situation was as they were so close to being caught red handed, Sarada just couldn't help herself as she continued to swing her hips, using her hand on Himawari's hip as leverage while the other groped her behind. She wanted to repay the favour from earlier in the day at the dining table, consequences be damned, and the futanari hammered away at her partner's tight pussy, all the while the ignorant Hinata watched on.
The two were facing one another, so Hinata couldn't get a good look to see if they were actually asleep or not, but she saw some shifting underneath the covers. Assuming that they were kicking their feet at one another, she let out a heartfelt sigh as she informed the two, "Settle down already. I can hear you both from down the hall."
"S-Sorry mom. I-I was just.. A-Aaah! So excited to have Sarada sleep over that I can relax," offering an insincere apology as her insides were gouged out, a sensual moan escaped Himawari's lips as she could feel the penis pounding away at her moving faster. She had the feeling that Sarada was approaching her limit, but she couldn't just ask with Hinata present.
Tilting her head to the side as she sensed that something peculiar was taking place here, Hinata noticed that the two were breathing heavily, that they were clearly up to something. She could smell a familiar scent in the air, but she didn't want to make accusations about her own daughter and Sarada.
Groaning as she couldn't help keep it in any longer, Sarada crashed forward one final time, bottoming out inside of Himawari's snug pussy as she began to erupt, her cock swelling in size. Molten hot spunk blasted from the tip, making the young girl squeal as she tossed her head backwards and moaned euphorically.
The sensation of being cum inside was making Himawari's mind melt, and she could hardly process what was happening as she quickly lost track of how many times she felt the warm goo crash against the back of her womb. Her entire body was trembling, squeezing down tightly on Sarada in an attempt to coax every last drop out of her.
Holding her partner close to her, Sarada grinded her hips as she felt like she was releasing more than she did on average. She could feel her semen bubbling up and trickling down around her pulsating cock, yet the futanari couldn't just flip the sheets to see the mess she was making.
But the fact that Himawari's stomach was gradually swelling in size and now rubbing against her told Sarada all she needed to know. She was inflating the young girl with her cum, making her look like she had a baby bump, and just repeating this information inside of her head made the futanari desperate to start round 2.
The pair revelled in their orgasms together for a good while, neither one of them aware of the awestruck woman staring at them in disbelief. For Himawari and Sarada, they were loving every second of this deprived act, not caring for the consequences in the slightest, even as the bed sheets they laid atop grew damp and sticky from the copious amounts of semen leaking out.
Stuttering out as she finally found her voice, Hinata had just witnessed her own daughter be creampied, that her precious Himawari was now no longer an innocent maiden. She was conflicted, but the absurd tent in her pyjama pants was a sign of her honest feelings. "H-Himawari.. Sarada.. D-Do you know what you two have just done?"
"M-Mom!?"
"M-Mrs Uzumaki..?
The two called out in shock, having completely forgotten that Hinata had been conversing with them just mere moments ago. They were paralysed with fear, unsure on what to do in this situation. They'd just had sex right in front of Himawari's mother after all. Just thinking of what kind of scolding awaited them made the pair shiver.
Hinata was a terrifying woman after all.