After feeling Hinata’s hand on Naruto’s crotch, I turned to look at her. She was blushing, her face a deep crimson that matched her dress, but she wore a nervous, excited smile.
I grinned back at her, a silent acknowledgement of our shared secret, and then looked at Naruto’s face. He was also blushing but still in conversation with the rest of the table, trying desperately to focus on Shikamaru’s explanation of the Chunin exams. Everyone kept trying to get his attention as he was the man of the hour.
However, he shot me a questioning side-eye, his pupils dilated. I smiled at him—a predatory, knowing smile—and reached under the tablecloth. The heavy fabric provided the perfect cover for what was about to happen.
I found the zipper of the suit I had bought him just hours ago. Zzzzip… The sound was faint, masked by the clatter of bowls and the slurping of noodles, but to us, it sounded like a thunderclap. I reached inside his boxers, feeling the heat radiating from his groin, and pulled his dick out. It sprang free, already semi-hard and leaking pre-cum.
I took the base, wrapping my fingers firmly around the thick root, and Hinata, taking her cue perfectly, took the top end. Her soft hands were trembling slightly as she began massaging his head, swirling her thumb over the slit just as I had taught her during “hand job class” earlier that day.
His dick was big enough for both Hinata and me to hold it simultaneously, a solid rod of flesh connecting the three of us in a circle of lust.
We sped up our handjob. My hand worked the shaft, twisting and pulling, while Hinata focused on the sensitive glans, her grip tightening with every stroke.
Schlick, Schlick, Schlick…
The wet sounds of our hands sliding over his lubricated cock were muffled by the noise of the restaurant, but the sensation caused Naruto and Hinata to start to breathe heavily. Their chests heaved in sync, but no one noticed as the food was being delivered. Bowls of steaming ramen were placed on the table, the scent of pork broth mixing with the rising smell of Naruto’s musk under the table.
My years of practice told me he was close to cumming; I could feel the tell-tale twitching at the base of his shaft, the way his veins pulsed against my palm. Seeing my chance while everyone else was distracted by their noodles, I used my other hand to bring my empty wine glass under the table and next to Naruto’s cock.
Hinata saw me and, without missing a beat, did the same. We positioned the glasses like we were catching rain.
Once Naruto realised what we were about to do—turn him into a human dispenser—he erupted while stifling a moan, biting his lip to keep silent.
“Ohhh…”
“I’m with you, Naruto; that ramen smells good!”
Said Choji to Naruto, completely oblivious, shovelling noodles into his mouth.
But all he could manage was a nod and a small whimper, but only Hinata and I could hear it as we sat right next to him.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Splat!
His cock sprayed cum all over our hands and filled each of our empty glasses to the brim. It came out in thick, hot ropes, coating our fingers and splashing against the glass. The heat of it was shocking against the cool air of the outside restaurant.
Hinata and I both brought our cum-covered hands and cum-filled glasses up as our meals arrived. Luckily, the tablecloth hid the mess on our laps, but our hands were slick and white.
“Here’s to Naruto’s return!”
I shouted, raising my glass of fresh, warm semen.
“Cheers!”
Everyone shouted back and drank their drinks. Hinata and I downed half our glasses of cum in one go.
Gulp… Gulp… Gulp…
Gulp… Gulp… Gulp…
It was thick, salty, and incredibly warm. I licked the rim of the glass to get every last drop. Then, we licked our fingers clean, savouring the taste of our success right in front of everyone.
“Mmm… Delicious…”
There was still some cum on our hands, but luckily, I had ordered some bread to dip into my ramen broth. I subtly wiped my hands on the bread before dunking it into my bowl. Hinata didn’t have any bread, so she just quickly cleaned up with a napkin.
Since the table was full of ninjas, the chances were good someone noticed, but no one said anything. I didn’t think Naruto or Hinata realised we had most likely already been caught, and personally, I just didn’t care. Naruto quickly put his dick away and stared at us both. We both slowly drank from our glasses.
“What are you two drinking?” asked Tenten. Hinata and Naruto looked a bit panicked.
“Shhh! It’s cream whiskey I brought from home. Don’t let anyone know I snuck in outside booze.”
I whispered in response to Tenten before either Hinata or Naruto could confess. She seemed to believe me. We went back to eating and talking with everyone while Hinata and I drank from our glasses full of cum. I offered her a piece of my tummy bread, and she clumsily accepted it. Hinata seemed to be in a daze. Which made sense; she had already proved to me she was a big fan of the taste and texture of semen during our ‘training’, plus she was drinking the cum of the man she loved most. That might not seem romantic to most girls, but when it came to cum sluts like her, it was.
Naruto leaned in and whispered to me. He seemed a little angry.
“Sakura, what’s going on? Where is Hinata?”
I smiled and pointed past him to her, savouring her drink with her eyes closed.
“Right there enjoying her meal.”
“Come on. I know that’s one of your shadow clones transformed into Hinata. Where is the real one? Seriously, I thought she really liked me when we were flirting, but it was just you. You may not want to be my girlfriend, but I really want one.”
I tried to keep from laughing and whispered back.
“Seriously, that’s Hinata.”
He looked back at Hinata just before she leaned in and kissed him. She started making out with him, and everyone stopped talking and stared at them. Neji looked like he was going to say something, but Tenten held his hand forcefully, and he stayed silent. Everyone else smiled or shrugged, went back to their meals, and talked with each other. I was all for public displays of affection, so I also returned to my meal.
…
It took Hinata a few minutes to break away from Naruto, but she eventually did. Everyone finished their meals over the next hour, and when I was sure everyone had finished, I stood up.
“I hope everyone enjoyed their meals. Please give a round of applause for Mr Teuchi and his beautiful daughter Ayame for catering for us.”
I paused for everyone to clap and thank Mister Teuchi and Ayame.
“Now, if you are all ready to leave, let’s head to the Shushu-ya Bar. I have booked the place for three hours of private karaoke in the VIP section. But you’ll have to pay your own tabs.”
I picked up my handbag and left with Naruto and Hinata. I didn’t care, and it seemed neither did Hinata, so we walked to the bar, each holding one of Naruto’s arms. It seemed everyone else was coming. I was worried we might lose some people after the free meal was over, but it looked like I was anxious for nothing.
I said, looking Naruto in the eyes and sucking on my index finger. He looked like he was about to pass out, his face a mixture of shock and pure bliss.
“Seriously, that’s Hinata.”
He looked back at Hinata just before she leaned in and kissed him. She started making out with him, and everyone stopped talking and stared at them. It wasn’t a shy, tentative kiss; she practically devoured him, her tongue exploring his mouth with the same enthusiasm she had just shown his cock.
Neji looked like he was going to say something, the veins near his eyes bulging, but Tenten held his hand forcefully, and he stayed silent. Everyone else smiled or shrugged, went back to their meals, and talked with each other. I was all for public displays of affection, so I also returned to my meal, slurping my noodles with extra gusto.
…
It took Hinata a few minutes to break away from Naruto, but she eventually did, leaving a trail of saliva connecting their lips. Everyone finished their meals over the next hour, and when I was sure everyone had finished, I stood up.
“I hope everyone enjoyed their meals. Please give a round of applause for Mister Teuchi and his beautiful daughter Ayame for catering for us.”
I paused for everyone to clap and thank Mister Teuchi and Ayame.
“Now, if you are all ready to leave, let’s head to the Shushu-ya Bar. I have booked the place for three hours of private karaoke in the VIP section. But you’ll have to pay your own tabs.”
I picked up my handbag and left with Naruto and Hinata. I didn’t care, and it seemed neither did Hinata, so we walked to the bar, each holding one of Naruto’s arms, pressing our breasts against him as we walked down the street. It seemed everyone else was coming. I was worried we might lose some people after the free meal was over, but it looked like I was anxious for nothing.
