Grandfather's Lust

Summary: Hinata's Grandfather moves in with her, and his lust soon takes over. Please message me ideas for next chapter.

1. Chapter 1

Naruto kissed Hinata on the cheek as he scuffled out from the bedroom, ruffled and sleepy. Like the good little wife she was, Hinata was already done with breakfast and had somehow managed to bathe and dress their two small children- who were currently weaving in and out of Naruto's leg, babbling in greeting. They were too young to make sense yet, but Naruto was still such a child inside that he always knew what they wanted from him just by how they tugged at his pants or frowned. Hinata's breasts had swelled, as some womens' do after pregnancy. She hadn't suffered, however, from any weight gain- and if she had gained any, they had only filled her out in ways her grandfather certainly appreciated.

He was sitting at the table, as stately as ever, though the way his eyes rolled over Hinata's skin like water droplets wasn't respectable in the least. No one ever noticed, it would seem, since people tend to be focused on themselves. Fortunate for him, not so for Hinata. He smiled at one of his grandchildren, who sat down at the table. He wondered if they were really Naruto's children... not that Hinata slept around.

Once they had all been seated and Hinata had served them, the grandfather fell silent as the kids told him stories of their lives. 'Granpa' was over quite a lot, but they of course _had_ to fill him in on what he had missed. New scrapes, new tragedies. Another day, another disaster. His eyes strayed to Hinata, who was right next to him. Naruto sat at the head of the table, as he was the man of the household. The grandfather slipped his hand under the table and onto Hinata's bare thigh, as she was wearing a skirt, and started to rake his fingers over her delicate skin. Hinata, blushing, merely slapped his hand away, though it wasn't hard- her grandfather knew she didn't have the heart to truly refuse him, to make him feel bad.

He smiled when Naruto got up to put dishes in the sink. The children had turned on the television set and were now cheering along with the show they had selected randomly. "You look lovely today, sweet girl." He petted her head once, but he didn't pull away. Instead, his fingers combed her hair and he tilted her head towards him. "Mmmph." Hinata warned, very quietly. But all the old man did was stare down at her shirt. It was low cut- not so much that it was indecent, but obviously Hinata had clearly wanted to make Naruto happy. He suddenly put his hand on the back of her neck and massaged her thigh, though it was but seconds before he used two fingers to slowly stroke the sides of her panties. He felt a burst of warmth as Hinata's boy reacted.

Naruto could be heard walking to the table, and so the grandfather ate the last bits of his breakfast as Hinata panted a little. Naruto gave her a look, and she gave him a hinting smile. They would take the children to the school, and then-

"Oh, wait. Can you take them to school?" Hinata asked her grandfather, hastily getting up and going to Naruto's side. Lust was still in her eyes- she was still that same little minx who had wanted her granddaddy to know that she loved him more than anything. But she knew her place now, though she was still plenty clueless about how love really worked.

It was obvious to Hinata's grandfather what would happen, and so he nodded eagerly. He took a shortcut to the schoolhouse and waved goodbye before they had even gotten through the door. He knew they were safe. He ran- rather, hurried- as fast as his legs would take him towards Naruto's house. He slipped in a side door, silent, and simply listened. Within a minute he picked up on the sound of Hinata's flirtatious yet lilting voice, and Naruto's completely entranced tone. Hinata's raspy begging, that sweet voice that just about no one could say no to. Foreplay, really. The grandfather hurried to their bedroom and hurriedly ducked into the closet. They barreled in about a minute later, already turned on to the point that they immediately stripped off their clothing.

The old man's lips were as dry as the Sahara desert, but that didn't distract him from the sight in front of him. Nothing everyday could ever distract him now, not even if a hurricane had formed around him and he suddenly had a toothache- no, he wanted to drink this in, and his eyes were seeing every detail with a bit more clarity than usual. Excitement did that to Hinata's grandfather, especially since he was always looking for a small spark to light his seemingly insatiable desire for-

"Ahhh!" Hinata mewled, her large breasts bouncing up and down as Naruto slowly stuck his cock inside of her. It was about time- he finally did it after an exhausting amount of foreplay to try to get an erection… and failing to be impressive to anyone but Hinata. Hinata didn't know this, as she had never had sex before, but Naruto- even with whatever erection he had- was almost pathetically small compared to most men. Compared to Hinata's grandfather, Naruto's manhood was a small stick next to a long and hunky log, a log that hadn't gone rotten yet despite so many years use. Hinata, though, was oblivious to this somewhat obvious knowledge and seemed content to let Naruto fumble around inside of her.

Her grandfather- who was unabashedly peeping on the two- didn't mind Naruto's inexperience either, as long as Hinata kept moving the way she did and moaning that sweet little moan he had always loved. His breathing got shorter and shorter as Hinata wiggled her hips, as if to intensify the pleasure. Hinata's mouth dropped and, as she moved to try to get Naruto deeper into her, her eyes shut and she leaned back slightly, her voluptuous hourglass figure obvious thanks to the moonlight- which was so bright tonight that you could see absolutely everything. And seeing as how Hinata was naked, the grandfather definitely thanked the moon for cooperating.

Hinata rolled over, following Naruto's lead. He lay back in a fairly lazy position, but not because he didn't want to have sex- he was used to a woman dominating him. Usually, Naruto's performance was so poor- or rather, just not anything hot enough for most- that he was now used to his partner taking the reins a bit… or at least doing as she liked on top of him, which was a win for him and for her, as he got the best view in the world and Hinata… well… she was making adorable little moans by now, but there was something underneath the surface that told Naruto and the hiding grandfather that her blood was boiling and she was absolutely loving it.

The old man's hand twitched toward the huge erection that was visible and, thanks to his size, very obvious even with thick pants on. He licked his lips once more and studied Hinata's face with lust in his eyes. Slowly his fingers crept downward. Before he could really even unbuckle his belt, Hinata made a little soft scream of pure pleasure as she bounced on top of Naruto like a kid on a bouncy ball. Her silky hair swished across her face, which was contorted into a mask of crazed lust. It was beautiful, like a sculpture an artist long ago had made and hidden from other people. It was something rare, a beauty you could only see in the bedroom, and really only with the most beautiful girl- which was Hinata, according to the old man and many admirers of the girl.

Hinata ground her hips further down, trying desperately to swallow more of Naruto up into her soft yet tight pussy. In the heat of the moment, Hinata hadn't noticed that Naruto was already all the way inside of her- or if she did know, she was having such a mind blowing experience that she didn't care. Hinata was a virgin, and though usually it was supposed to be accompanied by some form of discomfort, awkwardness, or plain and simple pain… Hinata, such a sweet and innocent flower, couldn't feel anything but fire. By now she was dripping, and they hadn't even done much- really, Naruto was basically a man lying there and groaning loudly as this young beauty bit her lip and swayed and gyrated on top of him, her hands often in her own hair or gripping the sheets.

The grandfather, hiding shamelessly, was getting turned on alarmingly fast, until his pants felt so hot and wet that he couldn't handle not feeling the pleasure he knew would be so, so intense… his gnarled hand fiddled clumsily with his buckle, but even though his hands shook from age or excitement, he had done this so many times he still got the belt undone faster than most teenage boys would have. His enormous cock could barely fit in the jeans, and so he pulled it out, which felt much better. Just having his cock out, so close- really close, too close- to Hinata was making him hornier by the second.

It was completely and stiffly erect, curving out in front of him and almost dripping with anticipation. He was in the closet, peeking through the door that was cracked only a sliver- just enough to show him what he had hidden here for. The bed was close, and luckily Hinata was faced in exactly the right direction- if she had cared to peer into the closet, she would see him, but her granddaddy was so experienced that he still kept enough away from the door to be hidden in shadows.

Luckily, Naruto was now moaning none too softly, and since it was obvious he wasn't going to stop, Hinata's grandfather knew that he could too make noises that would be easily muffled out by Naruto and the closet's walls. But limiting himself- by not making any noise at all- was amping up the lust even more. He tried to start slow- at least, that's what he told himself to do- but didn't even stop his hand from pumping his own cock vigorously. It was pulsing now, but he forced himself to stand still, leaning against the wall of the tiny closet for even better leverage.

Hinata bent over Naruto, kissing him sloppily and sexily. She nipped his lower lip and sucked on it and ran her tongue across his, none of it affectionate but all of it greedy and seductive. In her heart, she didn't really _love _love Naruto, but god, how good this felt! Like ice cream and new cute clothes- usually, since her grandfather bought her things, the skirts were way too short and her panties thin and see through- and Grandpa's lollipop candy all in one. But she felt no desire to suck on Naruto or taste him- the thought actually repulsed her the tiniest bit, as Naruto's candy wasn't near as big or fruitful as her loving grandfather's.

In fact, Hinata barely was able to think to herself through the fog of teeth-grinding pressure, Naruto was also limp, not at all like grandpa's sturdy stick that led to huge, glistening suckers. Maybe not suckers… more like sacs of sweetness that she could lick to make her granddaddy groan in delight. She always wanted him to know she loved him- so Hinata happily sucked on his "candy stick" to show him how much she really loved him. She always felt aroused, as well, getting hot between her legs. Now, as she paused from swiveling her hips frantically, she allowed herself to think of her granddaddy- which only made her slicken so much that as Naruto shifted, he felt his cock slip in and out of her as easily as if he had soaked it in lube.

Amazed, he rolled over- a wave of pleasure coursed through Hinata- and he was on all fours on top of her, her legs spread out so wide that it hurt. Her toes curled into the covers for some kind of grip, because really Naruto was only concerned with keeping his body propped up, not holding her took all his strength not to ccollapse on her and mindlessly fuck her like a… well… like a doll, really, since only the best dolls had features like Hinata- beautiful skin, large eyes, perfect body. Of course, dolls didn't make sound, and they were far far less attractive than the girl he had mounted.

Hinata didn't notice Naruto's trembling body- she was so focused on this new type of heat and indescribable thing that made her breathing stop. Her legs were propped open, Naruto's cock jammed into her, and her head lay back almost off the bed. Her large breasts bounced erotically, her nipples seemingly hard enough to physically hurt Naruto- but he obviously didn't mind. His bare chest sometimes brushed her chest when he got a little overwhelmed and lowered himself down. Her nipples raked across his chest, making him moan loudly and clutch the sheets tighter in his hand. His face was actually in her boobs now, as he had shifted to a better position to pound into her faster- not really fast, though, as he was, after all, Naruto.

Her grandfather was loving this- Hinata's hair trailed down the edge of the bed, and her head was all the way back, her eyes closed and her legs wide enough to form really slanted parallel lines. WWhen she did open her eyes, they were foggy and beautiful from crazed desire, and she rolled her neck and arched her back a lot. Naruto had taken to sucking on her nipples now, none too skillfully, but it was messy and exciting enough that it made Hinata hotter, and she cried out. "Mmmn… oh!" She gasped as her orgasm seemed to approach, her hips bucking without her control.

Granddaddy was mercilessly jerking off by now, but if he made so much as a peep he "punished" himself by moving painfully slow, forcing himself to watch his little goddess of a granddaughter squirm and twist under Naruto. Soon, however, he just had to climax- he had to go harder. He tightened his grip so much that it almost hurt- but it was such sweet pain- and at an unbelievable speed he teased his own cock, pumping up and down. His hips were still- he was getting old, really- but leaning on the wall so heavily while watching Hinata's huge boobs bouncing was erotic enough.

Hinata twisted her legs and her body, obviously too aroused to be anything close to still, but Naruto grabbed her legs- why couldn't she stay still?- so he had an easier way to pull his cock in and out of her, hitting a few sweet spots shallow enough that his short manhood could reach. It only made Hinata's climax come closer, as the feeling of domination- if only being held still by her legs- turned her on massively. Her head was thrown back as she screamed sweetly, unable to not make any noise as her pussy wettened and dripped in preperation- her orgasm had finally arrived, and it was going to be long- she was determined.

Cute little Hinata had her mouth open, holding her body as still as possible so that the orgasm would last longer. No sound came out, as she was in that blissful state of rapture and pleasure where one cannot even think. Her body then twitched uncontrollably as she started to come, Naruto still weakly thrusting into her- he had climaxed very quickly and a little while back, his hot juice sliding down into Hinata, the liquid making her shake her head in wonder and wiggle so it would go deeper.

As she came, she felt her own hot arousal mix with his, and as it started to drip- well, pour- out of her in little trickles to stain the silky sheets, she did make noises- strangled ones, short ones, little "ah… ahh…. ahAHHH!" She yelled so loudly it was as if the grandfather, desperately looking for release- felt it in his bones. At the sight of Hinata being pleasured so greatly he increased his hand's speed- if that was possible- and even switched to the other because he had gotten tired. His hands were wet with his own juice, but only as his granddaughter climaxed in the most satisfying way did he come. Surprisingly, he lasted almost as long as Hinata did, his come squirting out of him and his noises of delight loud. Thankfully, Hinata was louder.

2. Chapter 2

Hinata laughed, bemused, as her youngest child sloppily shoved the contents of his plate into his mouth. He looked so much like Naruto that sometimes Hinata joked that she had given birth to a little clone of her husband. Her older child began to copy his younger brother, and with intently concentrated faces they began to race each other. Hinata watched in disbelief as they mowed away the food as if they hadn't eaten in months; in actuality, they had had a hearty breakfast consisting of strips of thickly cut bacon with small heaps of hashbrowns and eggs and toast slathered in butter. A clearing of the throat brought Hinata's attention back to where it rightly belonged, on her poor grandfather.

He'd recently lost the ability to really chew food, as it seemed like his teeth were Tic-Tacs that kept simply falling out. With scant tears in her eyes, Hinata had told the family that she would take care of him, even if that meant having to chew his food down to a pulp- Hinata had never really noticed how little she herself chewed while eating regularly, so it took a lot of her time to actually grind the food down with her molars so that it was mush for her Grandad. Though a few of her cousins had exchanged looks of a secret joke or a sense of knowing, Hinata felt that this was the only reasonable thing to do. If Grandad couldn't eat, he'd die. And she hated thinking of him in one of those bland places where people take their old family members to wait for death.

She would never allow her poor grandad to waste away slowly and painfully.

Hinata put a large mouthful of rice on her tongue, knowing that when she chewed it for a long time, it would take up substantially less room in her mouth. Her grandfather was a bit impatient, but then, Hinata thought sympathetically, she would be too if she had to rely on somehow to chew her food for her. Despite the aching of her teeth, she chewed hard and faster. When it was acceptably mushy enough, she carefully leaned over her Grandad and let it drip into his wide open mouth. Rice was easy, though Hinata soon switched to hash browns, as they were very soft as well, and her grandpa would appreciate variety.

He took her by surprise when, upon getting in position to drop the hash browns into his mouth, the frail old man managed to jerk upwards so that his lips met Hinata's. Being so naive, she saw no problem with such a thing, but she was shocked because he hadn't uttered or given a warning to her. She backed off once done, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and dutifully shoved the next spoonful of food into her mouth. On the next mouthful, he simply stuck his tongue inside of her mouth and seemed to caress her teeth as he very slowly swept the food into his own mouth. Hinata leaned back, blinking a few times before dropping any oddness she had about this. She had almost no qualms, anyway- it was just her grandad. He had always shown her the most love, always showered her with praise and presents, and was always right at her shoulder when she needed a pick-me-up.

Hinata peeked at her grandad's impassive face and let her shoulders relax, though there was barely a twinge of tension to begin with. She turned and wiped her mouth off with a napkin, did the same to her grandfather, and picked up the wooden spoon to continue the routine. Hinata shoved the food in her mouth right as her grandad wiped the perverted smile off his face, and he immediately sagged a bit more and opened his mouth like a baby bird.

A baby bird that was now passionately attacking the mouth that fed him.

Her grandad let out a relieved sigh of contentment, and Hinata had to turn away for a moment to wipe the tears from her eyes. He appreciated everything he did for her, and though he was the one who seemed grateful, Hinata couldn't have imagined her life without him. She innocently asked him if everything was allright. She had tucked him in- quite literally, so he was snug and warm- and she waited patiently to serve him in any way she could. Hinata couldn't imagine what she would be like at his age, knowing she would soon be… Hinata forced the thought away, because it only brought more tears of love for her grandad.

His "yes" was so soft that Hinata immediately had to shuffle in closer to him, awkwardly and slightly embarrassed, as he sucked in enough breath to gain strength for whatever he was to say. He began to speak, and he seemed rather flustered about it. He stammered out, "Could… you ch-change my, um, my-" But Hinata caught on quickly and just nodded, and he seemed relieved to not have to describe the act in detail. Hinata left to fetch a clean pair of underwear and, just thinking about it, her grandfather started to get a little hard.

But when she came back and peeled back the covers from him, yanking off his pajama bottoms gently, he suddenly stiffened until his cock was straining against underwear to stand straight into the air. Hinata felt her neck flushing brilliantly red, but she ignored it and put her fingers delicately on the waistband of his underwear. But before anything happened, the old man was insisting on something- begging, actually. He screwed his eyes up tight, making a face of slight pain- he wasn't acting, it was excruciating to have her hands so close but unable to pet him in the way he needed. "It hurts." He whimpered pathetically, turning his head away from her as if ashamed. And there was a hint, for a moment, of shame, but any sort of scruples had abandoned him years ago when it came to the delicate blossom that was Hinata. "Please, can you just, ouch, oh…" His pleas faded away as he grimaced more tightly this time, grinding his teeth together. It really was unbearable.

She timidly pulled down his underwear. She paused, astonished as his erection was freed of the taut fabric and seemed to spring to life in front of her eyes and hands. Without looking at him- it was easier not to- she rubbed it soothingly up and down, noticing that despite his condition as his age ascended, he seemed to be very much active in some activities. But this was her grandad! She banished any traitorous thoughts and cleared her head, allowing her hands to take over as her mind wandered. Hinata tried to ignore her grandfather's little groans of approval or relief or his breathless, raspy state when she did something that was very pleasing.

When she glanced at the clock, she inwardly fretted- it had been almost twenty minutes! Her legs and shoulders, tired from having to bend over to tend to her grandfather's 'problem', suddenly seemed to scream at her like a real person might. Not words, but with feelings. And so she sank to the ground, kneeling- but her posture suggested this was only halfheartedly- even as her leg muscles shook and cramped. Hinata was fairly fit, what with running after her children and chasing her husband around asking what he wanted for dinner. She did a lot of that, since he changed his mind sometimes. And running from chore to chore was a laborious task as well. Yet this, when she was using her hand, was the most tiring.

After another strenuous ten minutes (Hinata was sure- she had checked the clock as if waiting for it to verbally signal when she was supposed to finish) her grandad began moving around a little in his bed. This was a very encouraging thing in and of itself, because it had become hard for her grandad to move around as easily as he used to. Now he moved with only a little friction between himself and the air, instead of his joints being jolted and causing him to pause a lot. Right now, he was constant motion. She figured it was a good sign. Hinata was sure that the problem was almost taken care of.

She prematurely stopped for a moment, to give her fragile wrist a break, but her poor grandfather looked so confused at the sudden lack of motion that Hinata took pity on him and resumed jacking him off at once. It was hard to tell if he was getting more excited, because his enthusiasm was leaping from his mouth freely, and sound didn't increase- he was quiet, though loud enough to echo throughout the room. It was the type of noises that changed. At first it had been tiny sighs from the hands that seemed to appease, and then he groaned a bit and more frequently the farther the time stretched.

Even though this was her grandfather, Hinata couldn't help but subconsciously note that he had the most endurance of any man she had met. How strange! He had once been, she reminded herself, in the prime of his life, similar but still unlike Naruto in ways... had he always been like this? Hinata scoffed at herself for her distracting thoughts, realizing that she wouldn't ask and therefore would never know- she hadn't been born until her grandfather was already 'over the hill'.

She got a second's warning, which wasn't nearly enough for her to move out of the way or duck. Then again, Hinata would have just stood and release his cock, and she would've been blasted anyways. White, milky yet sticky liquid erupted from him, and Hinata felt it sink under her clothing until she was soaked with it- drenched was a better word, but this certainly was not water. It wasn't humanly possible, to erupt like a legendary volcano, but it was all very suddenly there, covering the bedsheets and everything else within at least a five foot radius.

For a second or two she made a noise, or rather attempted to, but her face was unrecognizable under a mask of what could've been plaster but was not any earthly sort of clay. Her grandfather rested his head on the pillow, almost instantly asleep, and Hinata was left to clean herself off. At least she was spared having to speak after that. What could she possibly say? She was sociable to a fault, and so very sweet and lovely that everyone in return either loved her back or hated her when bitten hard by jealously... it happened when wives discovered growing bulges in their husband's trousers as they stared in a memorized state at Hinata's impressive cleavage. It was hard to hate Hinata, because she knew how to segue and to switch subjects if it became uncomfortable for someone. She was sensitive to that. Still, she was at a loss for words, so she fetched cleaning supplies after attempting to wipe most of it off herself.

"Good night." He whispered happily, watching her ass sway as she quietly started to scrub the floor free of the stubborn stains. "Good luck." He giggled to himself, as she didn't hear, and finally- only when his eyes got as heavy as lead- gave himself to sleep.

3. Chapter 3

The meat sizzled on the racks of the barbeque loudly, snapping whenever a bubble of grease appeared. The smell was mouth watering, and the grandfather stood in front of the BBQ almost proudly. Almost, but not quite, because he had some quite harrowing knowledge that would make any man somewhat gloomy and depressed. As Naruto gravitated over, no doubt keeping his eyes on the prize- food, in this case- Hinata's grandfather gestured to him to come closer. Around them, the gardens were filled with flowers in their prime. Bursts of color were splashed across the green haphazardly, as if Naruto's children had been let loose and done some spastic finger-painting.

When Naruto neared him, Hinata's grandad began speaking without formalities or pleasantries. Since his life was no longer laid out as a long road ahead of him, he was trying to make every moment and every breath count. "I'm dying. I estimate that the time I have left has been whittled down to a few weeks at most"

Naruto, being the expert conversationalist, simply made a befuddled noise that was closest, in words, to, "what"? He was obviously stunned, though he knew the man was a very ripe old age now. Still, the grandfather was implying that he knew something more than the general impending death that was rather obvious for people even mildly old. Thankfully for Naruto, the grandfather ignored his utter lack of eloquence, and charged on like a freight train chugging along with no ability to stop.

"Yes, I am dying. I can feel it within my bones, in my soul." The grandfather intoned seriously, staring down at the charred meat on the grill as if it would tell him the meaning of life. He sorrowfully flipped the meat over before speaking again, trying to let Naruto absorb the shock. Hinata's granddad would need Naruto to recover quickly, because he was about to drop another bomb- this one larger, and more meaningful- maybe even more so than his remaining days.

"I would like to have sex one last time." Seeing Naruto's slightly repulsed and confused stare, he sighed and carried on without blinking. "I would like it to be with Hinata." Before Naruto could even accept any of what he was saying, the grandfather sniffled a little, though tremors wracked his body subtly. Naruto felt a tiny prick of respect for the older man, who was so obviously grieving in so many ways but had enough strength to rein it in to a respectable level. "She… reminds me… of… her…" The grandfather closed his eyes. "My… my wife."

However, Naruto wasn't charmed once the inflections of everything the grandad had said began to set in for him. The father of his wife's father or mother… wanted to have sex with his wife. Dense as Naruto was, even he understood how complicated such a thing was. He visibly balked, and the grandfather sighed resignedly and turned back to the grill. "I understand, Naruto. It's, admittedly, an odd last request. But you may agree that, for a man's last wish, it's rather humble. I am not asking for riches or for land or for glory, I just want the simple pleasures of life."

Naruto winced at 'simple pleasures', the mental image of this man and his wife in bed giving him the shivers- not the good kind, either, not the type Hinata was able to create simply by putting her soft hands on his bare skin. "This is all I would like, Naruto." Hinata's grandfather burst into his thoughts, sounding very remorseful and hesitant. This emotion, finally, pushed Naruto into a state of somewhat sulky agreement. Naruto nodded, still uncomfortable, and crossed his arms as if for protection against another mental image. Naruto's eyes had gone from flurries of emotion to two blank circles. The only way to handle something this, for lack of better word, traumatic, he needed to retreat deeply within himself. So he mumbled something that sounded agreeable, nodded the tiniest little bit by jerking his head awkwardly, and shuffled away at the same time. He almost ran towards the tables of food at the BBQ, desperate to escape the situation, as if his lack of physical presence made their conversation irrelevant and imaginary.

Hinata arrived moments later, her bustling children announcing her arrival with shrieks of excitement that punctuated the smoky air that was now fully filled with the scent of food. The little troublemakers ran towards the pool, which also happened to be where the food was located- a double win, for them, really. Hinata's ass, already very attentive and perky, was made all the stiffer by her heels, and her trim body was only covered in a somewhat skimpy bikini that draped itself lazily over her, ready to fall off at any moment. Yet, it didn't fall off, even when she bounced over to greet her grandfather. They exchanged short stories about silly things they had experienced in their time away from each other- as was the unspoken custom, because Hinata and her grandfather were very close. In fact, her grandad arguably knew her better, though Naruto held that title because of his status as her husband. Even if he wasn't particularly bright.

After a very short greeting period Hinata said that she needed to feel the warmth from the sun on such a nice day, quickly followed by something in a tone of polite dismissal. She went to sunbathe without further fanfare. An admirer (she had many) brought her a plate of various foods for her to sample, and the smile and the way her boobs jiggled in delight was enough for the young man to justify his somewhat unusual efforts to make her notice him. He had captured Hinata's attention for only a second or so, but that was enough to make him lope off towards his friends with a triumphant smile, though it was clear it was not the sexy lovefest he had been expecting to be the result of his charms.

Hinata took a hot dog from the plate and dropped it gently, wincing, as it was just off the grill. She waited a few moments before trying again, and though the meat still burned her tongue, she was famished enough to ban any pickiness about the temperature. When people were that hungry, they tended to cram food into their mouths rather quickly, and Hinata was no different. She was definitely more graceful than most, and a lot more alluring. She licked the ketchup off the hot dog, unintentionally giving her grandfather and the many captivated men a show. In her innocence, she was oblivious to anything she was doing, and that made it all the more sultry and attention grabbing. She bit into the hot dog and proceeded to shove it in her mouth as she relished in the feeling of being fed after hours of no food in her stomach.

In the next yard over, two boys talked lasciviously about how they'd love to feed her their hot dogs. "I would fuck her so hard." The first mumbled, seriously turned on by the way Hinata's skin glowed, her body barely concealed.

"She would never let us-"

"No, maybe not, but all they need is a little…. Persuasion." He almost moaned out the last word, staring in admiration at the voluptuous woman. "I think she would like it rough." He whispered to his friend raggedly. The friend nodded, but his lust filled eyes never drifted from Hinata. He was carefully working his shaft now, as if building up pressure for a main event.

After a while, and a few more hot dogs on Hinata's part, the old man needed some kind of release. So he staggered over to Hinata weakly, dramatizing his conditions only a little bit to stir her concern for him. He sat down very near her, and suddenly he asked, "Allow me to help with this lotion? You cannot possibly reach your back." His argument was both reasonable and tenderly delivered. Moments ago, her granddad had been content to watch her applying the thick, goopy white stuff. But now, as he realized how close she was, how sensual, he couldn't stop himself from inserting himself into the situation somehow. Two young men on the other side of the fence, in the neighbouring yards, seemed to have the same idea. They watched the unveiling scene with hardly concealed excitement. One was already pumping his erection with his hands, quickly and clumsily. Luckily for the two, even if their own hands could not please them, the sight of Hinata could elevate their sexual arousal to new levels.

Hinata was feeling particularly amicable that day, so she nodded with a smile and allowed her doting grandfather to rub the lotion into her skin, almost as if he were giving her a massage. He worked efficiently, but drew it out, and besides the anticipation it gave him, it also gave his joints a tiny bit of rest between areas. Finally he instructed her to lay on her front so he could do her back. She flipped over without comment. By now, the teenagers next door were masturbating feverishly, ignoring any possibility of being caught. If the grandad had looked up, he would've caught them. Unbeknownst to them, along with a scolding they'd also get a wink, or perhaps he would pretend as if he hadn't seen them. Hinata's grandfather had learned a long time ago to not hold grudges against men who thought Hinata was worthy of their fantasies. After all, the number of men were countless, and he wasn't capable of that much irritation or rage.

Hardly pausing at all, her grandfather whipped out his throbbing cock and began to jerk himself off, working in harmony with the two men in heat next door, now so turned on their hips moved of their own accord. After that tiny and unnoticeable pause, he untied the string on Hinata's bikini. She did not protest, as she didn't want unsightly tanning lines. In fact, for a second, she appreciated her grandfather's intimate knowledge of her mind and the way he seemed to do whatever she wanted without having her spoken a word.

Little did Hinata know that she was just one half of the scandal unfolding in the tucked away sunspot, which was indeed a bit close to the fence. The laughter and yells from the barbeque were muted, but still they were enough to cover up the two neighbours' cries of excitement and sheer white hot joy. After a while the grandfather slipped his cock against Hinata, between her fine ass cheeks. She either didn't notice- perhaps she was asleep, the sun was indeed very relaxing- or she didn't care. Still, Hinata was the amusement of all three men, and she made them fixated as if they had been hypnotized.

As he slipped his cock from between her ass cheeks and back again, he suddenly reached his climax- and it felt glorious, to this man whose only attraction now belonged to his granddaughter. He came somewhat loudly all over Hinata's back, but again, she was none the wiser. It could have been lotion warmed by the sun, for all the girl knew. The two guys on the other side of the fence, now jostling each other so that their erections brushed a little as they tried to see through the one peephole, were dangerously close to climax as well. After a minute or so, Hinata got up and stretched (by this time, her granddad had been smart enough to shove himself back in his pants) so that the tiny triangles of her bikini only barely covered her nipples and pussy.

Oblivious to the other two viewers, Hinata's grandfather groaned in appreciation as the sleek fabric of the bikini rose to show hints of her areolas. He found himself getting a hard on, after only a few minutes of reaching his goal. Well. He thought happily as Hinata laid back down. I suppose I have some things to look forward to, after all.

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4. Chapter 4

Naruto was, to put it mildly, not happy.

He stared in barely concealed distaste at Hinata's grandfather's fully erect penis. He had agreed- willingly, though rather blatantly disapproving- to let Hinata's grandfather have one last round of pleasure before he inevitably died. Naruto was slightly creeped out by the grandfather's specific desires for Naruto's wife, but then, Hinata did remind the old man of his late wife. Naruto shuddered… at least it was just for this once. Though he had agreed to convince Hinata to do the deed, he had been reluctant at best to do so. Still, since it was Naruto (and, after all, her grandad did have quite the sob story) Hinata had been willing to try it. She had asked Naruto if he was okay with it, and he had- tightlipped and hesitant- nodded yes. So, really, this was his fault for not being able to refuse the old pervert's demands in the face of the impending afterlife- obviously the old man was not entirely right in the head. After all, he was dying, and Naruto- while incredibly disgusted- didn't want to make the man's last days miserable. Partly because that would look very badly if the grandfather were to flap his lips to the town gossips, but partly because of his high position on the list of people Hinata valued most.

The man gestured for help, and Naruto haltingly stepped over to the already naked old man. His cock, which was about ten inches and already hard as a rock, and would need an incredibly large condom to accommodate it. And now, to his building horror, Hinata's grandfather gestured to the packet of condoms on the bedside table. Naruto swallowed bravely and, with slightly shaking hands, scooped up the condoms from the table and ripped open the package grudgingly. When the grandfather made no move to help Naruto, or guide the poor boy's hands, Naruto was understandably intimidated. He wasn't sure what of, but it was likely the massiveness of the erection and the fact that he didn't want to touch a man in any terms that could be described as sexual. But he had to suck it up, he knew, or the old man would not be happy… and to Hinata, her grandfather was her whole world.

Unfortunately for Naruto, that was.

Because of the man's frail fingers and aching joints, Naruto was forced to actually put the condom on the old man. He delayed this for as long as was possible, rolling the condom up and down to make sure- absolutely sure- that he was putting it on the right way. He did not want Hinata getting pregnant- what a scandal it would be! And, to avoid scandal, Hinata might want to keep the baby, as a last reminder of her grandad and to preserve their reputation. But Naruto would be mortified to pretend that the baby conceived of a twisted fantasy acted out was actually his own. The old man cleared his throat very obviously, and his intent was so clear that even the often obtuse Naruto understood it. The old man was basically saying, 'she'll be here at any moment, get this condom on me already so we don't waste any time getting to the good stuff'. Naruto's will wavered for a second, and he thought about pulling out of this whole thing. But he had spent a good week- or almost that much- convincing Hinata, and it had taken all of his energy from him. He didn't have enough rebellion in him to suddenly halt the proceedings.

And so Naruto rolled the condom onto the throbbing erection of the grandfather, for a second jealous of the size, and then he realized that Hinata was doing this because he wanted her to, not because she actually had any sexual desire for her grandad, and he relaxed a tiny bit. It was enough to make him quickly make sure the condom was snuggled on tight, the latex both slick and catchy, before he backed a good twenty feet away. It seemed like that, at least… Naruto wanted to be far from the man he had just helped put a condom on. Even a mile wouldn't be enough, especially considering that this was his wife's grandfather. It didn't get more incestuous than that. But thankfully for the grandad, Naruto was a man of honor, and he did not brag of things done in bedrooms, and he also was a sympathetic man. So empathetic was he, that it was perhaps a fault rather than a virtue. Considering what was about to happen, he considered it a crippling weakness.

Hinata stepped into the room, swathed in a black bathrobe that was in fact so translucent and clingy that Naruto wondered why she even bore the pretense of even wearing it. The grandfather, already nearly orgasmic with the promise of such pleasure, took her in with his eyes very appreciatively… and the robe wasn't even off yet. Naruto, luckily, wasn't looking at the grandfather, but at his gorgeous wife with clear admiration in his eyes. As the grandfather awkwardly slid underneath the sheets, Hinata dropped the robe. Her fully curved figure was something straight from the hands of a famed sculptor, and her hair was like silken fabric hanging from her head and around her ethereal face. It broke Naruto's heart a little, to know Hinata would be- he shivered- her grandfather's, and not Naruto's. At least, for now.

"Leave, please, would you? It's very… wrong to have you here." The grandfather stopped a few times to cough for added dramatic effect, and for believability as well. But really, aside from his afflictions related to age, he was ready to fuck Hinata like a very perfect rag doll. Naruto seemed to jump ten feet into the air as the voice penetrated his consciousness, which had been full of a half naked Hinata. Naruto was now once again painfully aware of the old man's presence, and with an apologetic and regretful look at his wife, he almost ran out the door. He couldn't get out of there fast enough. He knew that he would certainly not allow any images in his mind- he would have to distract himself with other tasks while the special request was fulfilled.

Hinata wasn't fully naked- though the two men had been picturing taking off her things, obviously- but instead had donned a cutout black number, with skimpy panties and a bra and transparent black thigh highs. It was sexy to the maximum, both by classic and modern standards. Sexy was sexy, and the grandfather was no less turned on because of the trendy skin-baring cuts of the fabric. In fact, it wasn't the sexiness of the garments that really made him feel gratified, but the fact that Hinata had tried. Tried to be sexy, tried to be her best for him. Actually, he was slowly remembering it now, his wife had something fairly similar. It was as if Hinata had known what her grandfather wanted and was trying to play the part to the best capacity she could. She had on heels that were stacked high and which gleamed a glossy black, boosting her up a few inches and accentuating her ass even more.

Hinata glided over like a sinuous snake, though she was not poised for the kill. However, it was clear that she was purely determined to get this task over with as well as trying to do her best. The grandad didn't particularly care about her motivations, he just wanted her NOW.

Besides, he was fairly confident that he would have his way with her for a much longer time than any that Naruto could claim.

Hinata's grandfather was doing some foreplay-ish flirting, and it was extremely uncomfortable for Hinata, especially when he praised her body as if he worshipped at the shrine of his granddaughter. Just as she had thought that, as if on cue her horny grandad- in a voice people usually reserved for prayer- intoned, "Never has a sunset as radiant as heaven been as beautiful as the peachy tones in your cheeks. Your lips are so dark, my love... Was it pomegranate juice that stained them? Considering our lovemaking-' He cooed. "It has stayed on remarkably well."

That was creepy, but Hinata was doing her best to smile and fake her way through it, though it pained her to do so- especially when she remembered that her husband- of all people!- had convinced her to do it. She dodged her grandad's attempt at kisses and tried to maintain her train of thought so that she would not notice the way this man now fiendishly suckled her left nipple, as if expecting milk. Where had she been? Oh. Naruto's insistence.

That broke her heart just a little, and always after thinking of that, she then stopped thinking about it. Automatically. Because she could handle the idea of her husband sharing her… say, if he wanted to watch her fuck another man. That fantasy was quite common, Hinata knew. But this was nothing that had ever been in Naruto's fantasies.

Her grandfather suavely slipped his massive erection into Hinata, who was understandably dry under these conditions- even with her grandad sucking hard on her full breasts, neck, collarbone... Anywhere he could leave a mark as a signal that Hinata- of only in this moment- had been his. Her lack of arousal was immediately apparent, as he had some resistance when he pushed into her.

It didn't deter the old man, though, as he knew her body would react to his size soon enough. He was so big, in fact, that Hinata had to wiggle her hips weirdly to try to get him in. It was her attempt to make it more comfortable, but it just wasn't. Her grandfather was moving at a suspiciously whirlwind speed- a pace that no one with such geriatric hips should be able to keep up with, let alone initiate. Hinata found herself amazed with it, as it was dizzying for she herself, and she was young and flexible! Her body, while supple and prime. was not able to match that frenzied speed.

The grandfather used force to his advantage, allowing his hips to drop fully into hers and then lifting himself up and repeating the same cycle. Hinata had subconsciously predicted that such an excited elder man would blow his load within a few pathetic minutes, but when she glanced over at the bedside table clock she realized it had been a half hour. How… was that even possible?! She did feel a bit bored, but that was only a result of her soreness, as her grandfather was pounding into her like a horny gorilla. It felt like he was taking her by force, though this was mutual… in one way, at least. Hinata had nodded her consent before it began, though she wasn't particularly thrilled at this sudden series of events.

But, as her grandfather's swollen, velvety balls beat against her skin as he fucked her mercilessly and in such a ruthless way that she entirely believed his delusions that Hinata was his late wife. She knew she had a certain resemblance, but before now she had questioned it. But with the gusto he was going at this with, Hinata now truly felt that he was just depressed. He was about to die- or, at least, he felt that he would- and he couldn't accept it without having a last, great fuck he could take to heaven with him. In Hinata's head, that sounded slightly weird, but the way her grandfather was moaning distracted her to no end. She glanced over, once again, and almost let out a frustrated howl when she saw that an hour had passed. Her grandad made a similar noise in reply, his a bit sly and teasing. He watched her beautiful breasts bounce out of the black, naughty lingerie. Very suddenly Hinata had realized the old man, earlier, had gotten to her nipples through the material. With the cloth damp and the constant shifting of Hinata's negligee, it had irritated her nipples greatly, and they now stood like horizontal soldiers at attendance. "Hard for me, aren't you?" The older man licked Hinata's ear as he whispered this, then slid his puckered mouth down to toy very deliberately with her enlarged pleasure spots.

Her body was, though without her own fully acknowledged permission, finally growing wet at the ceaseless banging motion of the grandad's aging cock. Admittedly, he was much, much, much longer and thicker than Naruto, but any kind of flame on her wick had been tamped out at the thought of sex with her grandfather. Which, ironically, was what she was enduring right now. "Mhmmm, fuck." Her grandfather cussed, his gnarled hands caressing Hinata's young and perfect body. Finding herself mildly disturbed, she checked the clock once more, very sneakily. Two hours?! She dug her spiky black heels- at least three inches long an torturous to wear when actually walking- into her grandfathers folds of skin of his back. She knew from past experiences that his back was speckled with age spots, and wrinkles were as plentiful as a shirt left to dry in a crumpled ball.

She was beginning to wonder if her grandfather was not, in fact, a genetically enhanced being. What man could last through sex for more than an hour?! Hinata started mildly hyperventilating, imagining the next week in this same sorry position- legs almost up to her shoulders (as guided by her grandfather's arthritic hands) and her pussy pounded into submission. She was sore just thinking about it. Meanwhile, as the grandfather cussed and whispered compliments to his lovely granddaughter, he heard her sped up breathing. Thinking she was finally reaching climax, he impossibly increased his speed, causing Hinata to look up in hope and alarm. Maybe this was the end? If it wasn't for the violent rocking of the intertwined bodies, she would've fallen asleep long ago. She was tired- as tired as she had ever been in her life, even after a few days of labor.

Hoping to speed it up a bit (and wondering why she hadn't thought to do that before) she rocked on her plump ass to give more friction. It felt unnatural and a bit sick, though the way her grandfather's enormous cock slid easily in and out thanks to her hot juice was fairly natural in theory. She thanked her body for being able to speed this up, even when she felt her throat closing up as she watched her wrinkled grandfather prop himself up with his hands as he relentlessly swayed his hips above her. It was scary, in a way, how much strength this old man had when suddenly aroused.

Hinata, uneasily and a bit nauseously, began to bounce a bit more. Suddenly, her grandfather was beneath her, obviously wanting her to finish him off by riding cowgirl style. With an internal gulp, Hinata hastily started grinding her dripping pussy's walls against her grandfather's condom covered cock. She leaned back, trying to pretend she was riding a horse- though her grandfather's little noises of excitement were not exactly endorsing that harmless daydream. Faltering a few times, though of course her grandfather did not mind in the slightest, Hinata tilted from side to side, as if handling a joystick at a classic arcade game. Her grandad was brought back to the days when Hinata was barely a tender age of twelve or thirteen, and he would take her to the arcade and watch her lean over the game deliciously. She was voluptuously shaped even back before puberty, now that he was remembering it. "You always teased me." Her grandfather scolded her. "You little minx, you had me awake at night for years!" Hinata stopped moving, and was soon swept up in her grandfathers movements in much the same way a swimmer loses the battle with the current. She swallowed vomit that was now acidic in her throat. She shook her head firmly, as if that would do any good.

Thanks to this very invading memory, the grandfather was brought back to his own body right as he hit the climax- and hard. Hinata, impervious to this, was staring at the wall with slightly detached eyes while she bounced on his cock as she might a balance ball- her granddad's hips now bucked, ignoring her repulsed reply to his sexy admissions. Her grandfather did not notice such emotions, however, as his eyes were scrunched shut very, very tightly. He had assumed Hinata was averse to talking because she was so feverishly breathless, and pleasured so much more than she was when with any other man- especially Naruto.

His orgasm, though probably expected by many assuming minds to be stutteringly short because of his age, was almost a minute long, forcing Hinata to endure the blasts of cum that steadily shot out of her grandfather as he climaxed. She forced herself a few miles a second, so to speak, thinking of Naruto to help her climax- as she knew her grandfather would never stop this until she was pleasured to the fullest extent.

So, mostly faking this orgasm, Hinata "came" with a submissive gasping moan, then a fairly unconvincing screaming cry. Her grandfather, still having a climax induced seizure underneath her, was further spurred on by the noise into a second climax. "Ohhh, I KNEW you'd love it if I fucked you, ahhh, oahhhh." His orgasm gripped him by the cock and made him surrender any speech. Such a long period of coming! This was unheard of for a young man, let alone a man of his dignified and ripe age. But, as Hinata came above him and the condom swelled with his own juices, her grandfather was very, very satisfied indeed… even for an old man with very little life left. He sat back, satisfied, allowing himself to triumphantly sink into the silky sheets. "I knew you'd love it." He groaned, already replaying the situation in his mind.

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5. Chapter 5

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The accident had not been fatal-yet- but for Naruto it had been immensely damaging. Without the needed surgery he would surely be meeting death shortly, and when Hinata had received the estimated cost of the operation she had not breathed for at least a minute. So many zeros could not be possible! Her poor husband lie on the cheap hospital bedding, put into a medically induced coma. If he were awake, he would be screaming in pure pain. Hinata, who was faced with almost no options, had paid the small fine for him to be put on the pain meds. Not doing so would have been inhumane.

It hadn't been a day that seemed any different from the last. No ominous thunderclouds, nothing out of the usual… it was almost comical how great Hinata's day had been going. A visit to her grandfather- which had been very light hearted, thankfully, and she hadn't noticed any of his pervy moves- and a nice day of shopping for groceries and clothing. Naruto hadn't been with her that day, and her child was at daycare- it was a period of time where Hinata could simply relax. No one to cook for, no cleaning to be done, just some menial tasks.

That was why it had shocked her to learn that Naruto, always such a careful driver, had been hit by another car that was being driven recklessly by a drunken old man. Aside from the obvious broken bones and such, Naruto had such heavy internal bleeding that he would require a lengthy and complicated surgery to ever live normally again. Without it, he would inevitably die or live the rest of his life as a brain-dead person. And the decision needed to be made speedily, for the damage was only worsening with every moment. Hinata called her grandfather, desperate and out of options. She had not called her grandfather since the incident, as Hinata was not one to waste time calling her poor old grandad while her husband lay dying. It hadn't seemed a reasonable thing to do, and certainly not the most urgent of tasks. But now she realized she needed to heavily rely on her grandfather if she had any hopes of paying off the hospital for Naruto's surgery. The world, which ran on money and money alone these days, needed the funds _before _they started operating, regardless of Naruto's failing condition.

Hinata had done the calculations over and over again, both in her head and on paper- the operation would leave Hinata with no money to feed her husband or herself or their children, let alone give them a nice cushion of wealth for Naruto's recovery period. Hinata would have to work so hard, in fact, for them to eat at all that the only option would be something very lucrative, like prostitution. And that was out of the cards. Hinata knew Naruto would never want her to tarnish her reputation for him, even on the brink of death. Her husband was noble to the very, very end.

"Grandfather, Narutowashitbyacarandtheoperationcostsafortuneand-"

"Slow down, granddaughter." Her grandfather said patiently, in that wise old voice of his. With his ailing ears, which had begun to play tricks on him, it was hard to understand normal speak- much less this gibberish. Hinata was a reasonable girl in the best of times, but it was abnormal for her to be so excited. "What's got you in a tiff?"

Hinata took at least twenty calming breaths before she could begin to speak. Thankfully, her grandfather did not bother her while she composed herself. "Naruto was hit by a car." She got through that part with no problem, as it was black and white fact, but her voice broke as she tried to get through the next part. "He'll d-die if this operation… it's s-so much money we can't…" She broke down at this point but managed to cry out, "Is there anything you can do?!" The nurses, just coming in to check Naruto's vitals, glanced at each other sympathetically and backed out, Hinata none the wiser. It was bad enough to be a blubbering mess in the sole company of your battered husband- the presence of people would worsen it.

Her grandfather was silent for so long Hinata thought that she had accidentally pressed the end button while sobbing against the phone, but at last he spoke. "I do have a bit of retirement money I had saved up-"

"Oh, thank you, thank-"

"Dear child, listen." He commanded gently, seeing that Hinata was in a very shakeable condition and that she was as delicate as freshly blown glass. "I have some conditions?" He phrased it like a question, but said it as a statement- he knew she would not resist the surgery that would restore her beloved husband to his prime… or, at least, the land of the living. Hinata was tripping over herself now in agreement- she was in no condition to think back to the time her grandfather had fucked her senseless, something her husband had agreed to. It had baffled her at first, until she found out that her grandad was due to die in a very short amount of time. The only reasoning that came to Hinata's aid now was that fact that, if her grandad was short on time, he would not need the retirement money anyway! So surely, the conditions would not be too bothersome!

Her grandfather was still talking, but the elated Hinata was too harried to bother with rules or pleasantries. Feeling somewhat sheepish, she interrupted him. "You need to wire the hospital, or write a check, or, I'll call a nurse, just bring in the money or a bank transfer slip and they can surely do it that way oh thank you so much grandfather you've saved Naruto!"

Hinata went on in this way for a little while, while her grandad sat patiently in his recliner and listened to the endless stream of instructions from his granddaughter's end. It needed to be done posthaste, Hinata insisted, and her grandfather could see why- Naruto was obviously in an unspeakably awful condition, if Hinata so blindly agreed to whatever the grandfather could dream up. And so he, without too much complaint, hung up on Hinata and called his bank. It was almost impossible to transfer such a huge sum of money without his presence, but Hinata's grandfather had become fairly immobile as his age grew. He couldn't make it to the bank to bother with the annoying brokers- but somehow everything was arranged, and a staggering sum was sent to the hospital.

Within the hour, nurses were putting up the guardrails on Naruto's flat hospital bed and tying up the IVs. Prepping him for surgery with skill and poise, a team of four nurses seemed to ignore the ecstatic Hinata as they worked over Naruto. Knowing the numbing medicine would wear off very quickly without the constant flow of a machine, they tied everything up and wheeled him to the operating chambers. Hinata was left behind in all the bustle, feeling moody- no one had discussed her husband's operation or condition!- and happy- oh, thank God, someone was going to help Naruto!- and all of a sudden very, very aware of the dread slowly budding in her heart as she replayed the phone call in her head.

Naruto's surgery was starting just as Hinata arrived home- her grandfather had called her back to tell her to get home that instant. He had paid the babysitter so that the children were kept away from the house- he was very good at executing his fantasies as if he had mapped them out like a vacation instead of dreams. He had instructed her to put on her frothiest lace and thinnest negligee- her grandad was intent on capturing her once more, but this time without Naruto no doubt waiting in the kitchen and timing the whole event. He would not be there to comfort Hinata after the dirty deed, and Hinata was depressed at this turn of events, but Naruto was being cut open at that very moment… and so she marched on with her pretty head held high.

Scarcely ten minutes passed after Hinata's initial undressing and redressing before her grandad arrived. She had done herself up in high heels- four inches, at least- and intricate lingerie, the kind that made her body look as if it were made by Michelangelo's hands. He lived a while away, and for a fleeting second Hinata wondered how he had made the trip in such a very short amount of time. Not for the first time, his 'I have a few weeks left to live' spiel seemed very suspicious. But she could barely think that before her grandfather was on top of her, wrangling his enormous erection out of his pants and getting ready to plunge it into Hinata. Hinata squealed in protest and wriggled away, but her grandfather's eyes went fiery and Hinata suddenly knew enough to lay back, resigned to her fate. It was disgusting not to use a condom- with Naruto, riding bareback had been a very fun event, something to look forward to- but the possibility of getting impregnated by her _grandfather _made bile rise to Hinata's throat. And so that was how Hinata ended up coughing on acid in her disgust while her grandfather guided his meaty cock inside of her understandably dry pussy.

The black lace brushed rawly at her nipples as he began his pounding, and Hinata regained control of her breathing, even though her throat was scratched raw by the bile. It was hard to maintain a steady pace of breathing when she wanted to burst out crying like an eleven year old when she was denied a shiny new toy. It felt like something akin to rape- though Hinata had thankfully never been raped and the only thing that could come close to something like that was the last time her grandad had arranged to fuck her. Suddenly her grandfather pulled out, barely a moment after he had gotten inside of her. Hinata, understandably confused, sat up, her eyes glimmering with the hope that he had changed his mind.

No such luck.

"Darling granddaughter." His voice rumbled and Hinata caught sight of his shrunken Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed. He whetted his tongue and tried to continue, his dry cracked lips moving ever so slowly. "I seem to have forgotten that I have not been properly… cleaned." He did his best to make his voice sound both fatherly and fuckworthy. He had a deeper voice, and to some (perhaps if they had not seen his face or known his age) it would have been arousing… but Hinata was simply put off.

Hinata nodded, her eyes crinkling as she shut them in disgust. That made sense to her, as her grandad had a hard time getting to and from the shower these days- it didn't make sense for him to be so rigid in his cleaning schedule if he was destined to die soon. What she didn't know- though she was about to become very aware- was that her grandfather's cock was very dirty indeed. In the folds of his foreskin was dried up cum from his previous affair with Hinata, and it was currently peeling off in some places- though the granddad had not bothered to wipe it off yet. It gave him a sick kind of perverse pleasure in knowing that he was about to make her scrape it off with his teeth- maybe that was why he was so nice to her now, trying to sweet talk her. "Aren't I big, Hinata?" He wanted to hear her say it.

She, fully aware of how big he really was, nodded honestly. Hinata wasn't one for lying… in fact she was terrible at it, so it wasn't worth the bother. Her grandfather raised his eyebrows subtly, obviously wanting her approval in verbal form. Hinata was reluctant to give it, but she knew he wouldn't give up, and so finally she uttered, "Yes." Unsatisfied, her grandfather roughly entwined his fingers in her silky hair, finding satisfaction from the fact that it would be undeniably filled with his cum by the time he was done. It was odd that Hinata was so accepting of this treatment, but then again, she needed her husband better and her grandfather needed his fix, so this agreement was good for both sides. "Clean it off." It was two parts a demand, two parts a whine- and Hinata was forced to oblige, no matter what her grandfather had meant it as. He really wanted his granddaughter to desire him, but as this was almost impossible in this situation, he made do with ordering her about like she was a submissive little minx.

And indeed, now she was- she got on her knees, albeit not enthusiastically- leaning over his cock with an apprehensive look on her face. She cautiously peeled away the slick, thick foreskin, which was dotted with dirt and crusty dried… Hinata recoiled, though her grandfather pretended not to notice. It was a daunting task… so much so that Hinata was tempted to ask if they could take this to the shower so that she could properly hose him off. The way her granddad was looking at her, though, made it clear she was expected to lick it off. It wasn't as if he was being cruel- his face was still that fatherly facade- but it certainly didn't look appetizing.

As she spat on his cock- lubrication for his blowjob- she felt his fingers tighten in her hair as he guided her luscious lips around his massive, dirty erection. She pumped his cock with her nicely manicured fingers- she even resented getting a manicure as it was now, as maybe those few dollars would have helped Hinata pay for Naruto's surgery. Speaking of Naruto… she wondered how he was doing. She hoped for dear life that he was well, that even as he was being cut open he would end up healthy and capable of caring for his family again. His wife wished him well even as she was sucking another man's cock- that was dedication.

Her grandfather moaned erotically and loudly at that, and Hinata (against her will) felt her pussy slicken with juice, so much so in fact that she was reminded of a slip n' slide that her children loved to play on. Her grandfather noticed the way her lower lips clung to the moist black satin and his cock seemed to get a second wind. It hardened admirably as he watched Hinata cough- the tip of his cock was pressed against the back of her poor throat, but he wasn't letting up. Good thing her gag reflex was repressible, she thought sourly as he fucked her throat roughly. Soon enough, the cock slipped out from under her slippery tongue, and she felt him throwing her back against the bed. Her thighs pressed against the end of the bed and Hinata felt herself being bent over Her grandfather fingered her and she moaned hotly, embarrassed but horny now.

She couldn't deny her body what it wanted, unfortunately, and so she allowed her granddad to pull off her panties so abruptly that they ripped right off, hanging from her hips attractively as his cock found her dripping pussy. The foreplay had been very beneficial for Hinata, and now she was sufficiently aroused. It was easy for the grandfather to shove his cock inside of her, regardless of the massive size, because though Hinata was very tight and resisting (which made them both all the hotter, really) she was very well lubricated. She felt her thighs jiggle as her little grandfather pounded his hips into her ass, thus pushing his cock further into her. Hinata still didn't welcome the absence of the rubbery friction that a condom provided- the absence of it reminded her that she could very well be impregnated by her very own grandfather… even when hot and horny, that was absolutely awful to Hinata. Still, she felt her grandfather's hands find her impressive breasts, which bounced jauntily as he fucked her mercilessly and hard.

"So naughty." Her grandfather growled at her as she began to thrust her ass backwards in an attempt to mount him further. In response her grandfather forced her legs so far apart that it was basically a perfect split. Hinata heard herself whine for more as her grandfather shoved her onto the bed, never once leaving her tight pussy. She groaned and in response he yelled out her name as he began to approach his climax. She was desperate to get on that level, but luckily when he was fucking her from behind in this way she could ignore the loose skin of her grandfather flapping against her back. She focused on the groaning from his throat and the hot pleasure she derived from this demented ride and began to squeal like a little piglet. Though it was odd, her grandfather certainly liked it. He ramped up his speed and Hinata found her face pressed into the bed and the rest of her lingerie being recklessly ripped off. As her grandfather began to orgasm, she flailed her arms wildly until she could grab onto the sheets. Hinata rubbed her clit against his stiff cock until she too reached the threshold.

Hinata came with a fiery scream of passion, and for the first time that day she had no regards for her husband- who was currently in a life or death surgery- as she squirted all over the sheets. Her grandfather came as well, his white hot cum dripping from inside of her and onto the bed. Her grandfather breathed heavily into her hair and pinched her sore nipples, making her back arch pleasantly. She breathed raggedly and tried to get a grip, but all she could think to say was, "More." It came out in a whimper and, she was delighted to find out a moment later, resulted in her granddad pushing her into the bed even harder as he fucked her like a young stallion and not the aging thing he was. She sighed happily as she gave in to the rounds of pleasure that were coming on rather quickly and gripped the sheets, getting ready for another wild ride.

6. Chapter 6

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Hinata maneuvered awkwardly, her slightly swollen belly sticking out unhelpfully. Even though it wasn't very noticeable, it was still there impeding her movement. Her kids swarmed around her ankles like rabid dogs, whining for their breakfast. The loud beeping from Naruto's machine made it hard to focus, and had Hinata glanced at the limp and helpless figure of her husband, she probably would have broken down inside. It was hard enough to know he was there, just a room over, while she pleasured her own grandfather- what was worse, or at least very bad, was how Naruto had been reduced from a great warrior to someone who needed near constant monitoring and care. Not that Hinata minded- she would have roped in the moon for him, but unfortunately that wasn't an option in this certain case.

Hinata made a shooing motion to her children, which simultaneously broke her heart and aggravated the already-hormonal Hinata even more. Being pregnant wasn't ideal in terms of angelic behavior, but dealing with a horny old man and hungry children only stuck her in the side further. "I said NO." She thundered as she made her way to the stairs, only to discover her children had been following like abandoned kittens. "GO."

But her children were like her, and as such were very persistent. They pawed at her body insistently, frowning and mewling. Their tiny hands met a depraved looking outfit of scanty, cheap lace and heels so high only a whore would ever wear them as anything more than a joke. Her garters squeezed her thighs attractively and the corset hugged her body nicely, though of course her children didn't really think much of the outfit. She'd been dressing like this for a little while now, so why should they make it a big deal? It was nothing out of the norm at this point.

Hinata balanced the tray with the food on it in very wobbly and unstable way, but she managed to open the door and proceed into her grandfather's bedroom. She felt no enthusiasm, which was both a blessing and something unfortunate. If only she could muster some enthusiasm, her grandfather might let her alone… then again, Hinata realized, if he thought she liked it, he'd only demand more and more of her. So perhaps the best thing, then, was to act bored and listeless and dissatisfied? Perhaps if she acted like this was a chore, he would like it less?

Well… it was worth a try.

Hinata swaggered in the room with her usual little sway of the hips, but it wasn't sultry. If anything it could be best described as an annoyed walk, as if she wanted to get this over with. Her grandfather didn't seem to notice- he never did, though- and honed in instead on her outfit. It seemed as if the cheaper she looked- obviously overapplied lipstick, tons of eyeliner, less clothing than most prostitutes wore- the higher his erection reached… to Hinata's utter disgust.

Her children watched in horror as Hinata primly set down the tray and proceeded to crawl stiffly into bed beside him as her grandfather started to stroke himself. Her children- instead of being sensible and deciding to leave while they could- instead stood with mouths dropped and eyes huge and horrified. They watched as their mother hissed as she scratched herself with one of the heels- these damn torturous heels- on accident, but still pursued the purpose of her mission and started to swallow his swollen cock with her lipsticked mouth.

Dark red lip gloss got on the veiny erection, but it wasn't as if the grandfather minded- though Hinata had hoped to irritate him in this way. Instead, he gripped her hair with no regard for her own comfort and made her bob her head in such a way that his cock was ramming the back of her throat. She choked, her gag reflex kicking in slightly. Still her grandfather moaned and laughed in ecstasy, while his grandchildren watched on with grotesque fascination and repulsion.

The main event, however, wasn't too far away- her grandad got impatient with her lack of suction on his erection and pulled her head up for a kiss, regardless of the pre cum dripping from her bulbous lips. He licked it from her lips, and Hinata instinctively pulled away, only to be yanked back in by her impatient grandfather. The toast and eggs and the trimmings for the breakfast lie abandoned on the side table, but the children were too shocked to reach for it- besides, their appetite had been stemmed for now… and perhaps forever. Oddly, as the children watched their grandfather shove his hips toward their mother's dry pussy, Hinata's son noticed the bacon and licked his lips. Luckily, Hinata didn't notice this. She had gotten very good at zoning out the horrors of everyday life- and as such, she was sort of in zombie mode as her grandfather began to fuck her brains out.

His cock slid in and out roughly, making an odd but fleshy noise against the sheets. Frustrated, her grandfather pulled her from her little cocoon of sheets and exposed her underwear- now ridden up and soaked with milky white pre cum from the grandad- to her kids, who watched with rapt attention. Her grandfather, who for a second noticed the silence of the room, frowned and prodded Hinata with his fingertips. "Why are you so quiet? Our audience would like a nice performance." He purred, grinning at his stunned grandchildren with charm.

Hinata, refusing to be yanked from her haze, remained in her stupor but began making fake sounding "oh's" and "mmm's" and other such erotic noises. It sounded more like a porno than an intimate encounter, but her grandfather was pleased nonetheless. Nothing wrong with pornography! Nothing wrong with faking it. He'd pleasure her soon enough. He was sure of that.

And so, he began ramming into her with all of his feeble strength. Oddly, his rest allowed him a bit more strength with which to ram into Hinata- and as such, her grandfather didn't really mind resting so much in solidarity. She made sure to keep him away from her children and her half dead husband as much as she could without being suspicious, but her grandad hardly minded if this was the payoff.

Hinata moaned, and though the sound was faux, her pussy began involuntarily slickening, making the fucking much easier for the grandad. He positioned himself above her, his body heavy on hers, and wiggled his hips to drive his cock deeper. Hinata protested, disliking the huge erection, but he put his hands in her hair and pulled at it to silence her. Or, rather, make her shriek with irritation rather than protest his advances.

Her grandfather reached completion in record time- the presence of the children made him horny and satisfied as hell- and he came inside of her, holding her down even as she tried subtly to get away in time. Sadly, she had failed, and she felt her cavity fill with his cum. Annoyed by the heat of it, she cleared her throat loudly. He was currently trying to cuddle up to her breast, his face inbetween them, but she instead asked if he was hungry, thinking this would distract him sufficiently. Unfortunately for her, he began suckling on her breast like a little infant… one with wrinkles and yet another erection at the interaction.

Hinata sighed, relieved that it was all mostly over, and glanced at the clock. "It's time to feed her."

Her grandfather nodded, gesturing that he could share the other breast. Hinata winced, but finally looked up to her daughter and son, her eyes clearing. Her face reddened with shame and embarrassment, but she still reached for her daughter and positioned her mouth to her tit to feed. Her son- appetite now fully returned to him- reached for the bacon and nibbled on it as he watched his grandfather and his little sister suckle his mother's breasts.

7. Chapter 7

Hinata's body, which was the target of much admiration and jealousy-powered hatred ('it must have been surgery' the gossiping older women tittered, 'nothing that good is natural'- to which everyone besides the speaker would eagerly agree, glad to have a group that would funnel their own spite into words), was anything but glamorous in this state. It was wracked with soul crushing sobs, her skin sheathed in a hospital gown that hardly covered or protected anything. Hinata,'s face, also an enviable feature of hers, was coated in tears and slightly puffy from her skin absorbing the salt.

"It's fine." Naruto beckoned to her from his bed, she at his bedside, but even has he had said the words Hinata had very nearly collapsed entirely. Luckily, she was saved from falling onto the hard tile floor by the standard bedside chair, which her arm had become tangled in on the very short way from the low bed to the ground. Naruto still held, in his battered but muscled arms, the love child of Hinata and her grandfather. Though, Hinata thought loathingly, it should really be called a hate child in this case. Or perhaps a your-husband-needs-medical-care-and-I'll-give-you-the-money-to-fix-him-if-you-let-me-fuck-you child. By this point, Hinata thought she was allowed to be a little bitter.

Naruto, who was blissfully ignorant of any his wife's thoughts and even more unaware of the affair (if one could call it that), was baffled at Hinata's response to their baby. Or, as Hinata knew, her grandfather's inbred baby. The urge to tell him everything was present in her, but the sense to refrain was even stronger, so much so that all she could do was get caught in the crossfire and cry. Hinata cradled her own body, tears making a _plip _noise as they fell to the pukey flecked hospital flooring. Naruto, unsuccessfully, tried to lure her back up to his side with soothing sounds and comforting words.

"I know he's- it, it is a _he_, or- we'll raise this child-" Naruto artfully sidestepped the gender question. "-just like we did our previous. Hinata, birth deformities happen all the time. I mean, just because we don't know anyone affected by them, it doesn't mean… it doesn't mean those children can't be happy. He's got a beautiful mother, and a warrior father-" Hinata burst into a fresh new round of tears at the mention of the father, but Naruto, not knowing what else to do, carried on as he cradled the newborn awkwardly. "-so he should be able to get through life not knowing how cruel people are. We can protect him- her- this child-" He fumbled, since she had not been able to stop sobbing long enough to tell him the gender, though Hinata loathed the thing regardless of whether it was feminine or masculine.

Naruto tried to lean over the bed, which was getting easier and easier because his recovery was nearly fully complete- while awkwardly juggling the baby (if it could be called that) and balancing himself so he could reach to his wife. He dragged her up to him gently, kissing her wet cheeks as she cried. Hinata's eyesight was suddenly raised over the bed to the baby he held, and she shook her head furiously while a cry of agony escaped her. Still, like is human nature, she could not look away from the horror that she had carried for nearly a year.

It's little hand grasped for it's mother, since newborns are ingrained with this knowledge, but unfortunately for the little baby it's mother only thought of awful things when she saw it. Flashbacks plagued Hinata in an instant, even as her husband attempted to comfort her. The many times she had been made to pleasure her own grandfather- her very own grandad!- even though he knew that this outcome was entirely possibly, hell, the bastard probably loved having proof of his conquests with his own granddaughter!

It was sick and wrong and awful, but who could Hinata tell?