The sounds Hinata made in their small room were so loud, Naruto knew that their neighbours could hear it through their thin walls.
Something almost like perverted music, unbelievably wet and filthy sounds pouring from Hinata's mouth as she drowned his cock in saliva. Erotic gasps when Naruto pulled himself back, sloppy gags and harsh chokes when he pushed deep, his balls crushed against Hinata's nose, the quick breathes she took tickling his skin.
Hinata's head was hanging off the edge of her bed, hair splayed out like a dark curtain beneath her. Her pouty mouth stretched wide around the girth of his cock like she could barely handle the size, her lips sealed tight around him as Naruto fucked her throat.
It was almost like a second cunt, just as hot and tight, even wetter, the slide past her sucking mouth and into the stretch of her throat had Naruto's eyes rolling to the back of his head. Pleasure pooling in his abdomen, coursing down to his thighs, like his cock would never wilt as long as it was in Hinata's mouth, being serviced like this.
There was a thick mixture of saliva and precum that frothed all over the length of his cock, soaking into his pubic hair and dripping down to his balls. Each time he thrusted into Hinata's mouth, bending back into her throat, he could hear the spit pooling down the edge of her lips, could feel the way the mess she made on him stained her skin when her lips were kissed against the base of his cock.
"Fuckin' hell, still can't believe you're swallowin' me all the way down like this, 'Nata," Naruto moaned, fighting through the urge to close his eyes and bask in the sweet, wet heat of her mouth and instead looked down at his girlfriend. Her gorgeous eyes and pretty face cut off by the angle of his body hovering over her, slanted as his pelvis nearly bumped her chin.
Instead of his girlfriends blushing, angelic face, what he saw was her dainty throat, bulging with the impression of his fat cock.
It was pornographic, delightful to Naruto's most base desires, watching as Hinata's throat struggled to accommodate his size. The nasty, almost violent sounds of Hinata gagging and choking, her throat hugging on his cock. Her neck bulged like she had an Adam's apple each time Naruto rolled his hips, thrusting his cock and watching it slide down, and then disappear as he pulled back until on the tip was left in her suckling mouth.
Maybe it should have been repulsive or disturbing at the very least, the visceral sights and sounds of it, like Hinata's poor throat was being mercilessly bullied by the overwhelming size and girth of his cock — except for the way Hinata's hands gripped on the back of his thighs. Her nails digging crescents into his flesh like she was punishing him from even thinking of trying to pull back, her neck swivelling, trying to swallow him deeper.
Hinata so greedy and eager to worship his cock, with the loving twirl of her tongue and the gorgeous sucks, her throat leaving his skin stained deep with her saliva, like his cock in her throat was her only purpose in life.
Despite Hinata's nonstop dedication to his cock, Naruto knew she was close to losing her breath, and even then, he had to force himself off from her seeking lips.
"Noooo, what are you doing, Naruto-kun? Come back to me, please," she whined, her voice hoarse. A sexy rasp that Naruto wasn't quite used to but felt it down to the twitch of his cock.
"Hinata…"
Naruto took a step back, finally getting a good look at Hinata's face after fucking it for so long and he groaned.
The most beautiful woman in all of Konoha and Naruto had utterly sullied her. A thick, heavy mixture of drool and precum, tiny bubbles about as it clung to her chin, desperately trying to fight gravity and failing. It dripped down all the way over her flushed cheeks, even settling against the roots of Hinata's hairline, midnight black hair spotted with frothy flecks.
"What the fuck? How's it even possible, that I've made a mess of you, that I've got you all covered in filth from blowin' my cock…but, 'Nata, baby, you look so pretty like this."
She cooed for him and Naruto couldn't help himself from walking back toward her, pressing the length of his stained cock against Hinata's face. He gripped the base of his cock, rubbing himself all over the mess on Hinata's face, making it worse, like he was applying makeup instead of dirty spit and precum, collecting it on his fat tip and spreading it over Hinata's skin.
And she preened under his touch, basking in the way he ran his cock over his face, cuddling against it, letting Naruto fuck over the groove of her nose and cheek, jerking himself off on her face.
He could have blown his load like that, Hinata's half lidded eyes, lustful moons watching him in awe every time his hips moved back, egging him on. The slick, sloppy feel of Hinata's skin as he ruined it with slaps of his cock driving him insane — and the idea of that, ruining Hinata, turning her filthy, and knowing she adored it…pleasure poured through abdomen ready to burst through his cock, when Hinata opened her mouth and broke him from his stupor.
"It's not enough, Naruto-kun, right? You can make me prettier. Use my face, use my throat, whatever you want, but I want to feel your cum soaking into my skin, please."
Naruto swore, his cock slipping off Hinata's face, her mouth opening and her tongue sticking out, alluring like a siren's song.
Naruto knew it was impossible to fight his urge, to fight the call to fuck his girlfriend's throat when she offered it like that to him.
"Whatever my princess wants," Naruto grunted, and he slotted his cock against Hinata's seeking mouth, her lips and tongue working on his tip immediately.
And then he fucked it again, like a cocksleeve, or her cunt, strong rolls of his hips, balls slapping her nose when her lips kissed his pelvis.
Throat fucking Hinata like he didn't care if she could breathe or not, the guttural chokes and grunts that filled the room music to Naruto's ears, his cock not lasting long.
Naruto pulling back and coming with a grunt, working his cock as he spilled his load all over her face. Thick ropes that splashed onto her cheeks, chin and forehead, running down to her hair and clinging to it in globes.
She stared up at him, eyes the only part of her face not glazed with his spend, and the adoration in her eyes made his cock twitch back to life.
"Thank you, Naruto-kun. Now what do you think? How do I look?"
Naruto answered by using her throat once more, not stopping until he filled Hinata's stomach with a hot load — and she thanked him for that too.