Congratulations

"I want you Bolt..." Sarada leaned slightly forwards enticingly. Bolt turned back to her and let his eyes run up and down her nude body. Sarada was a small, tight package. She had developed well and now, at eighteen, stood at 5'4". Bolt's schoolmate had grown a set of B cups, and had some curve to her ass. That combined with her lithe body and pretty eyes made her attractive in Bolt's eyes.

It was definitely a victory then to have her as his fiancée. To have fucked her. To have cum on her face and glasses. Something Bolt could be proud of.

"Come here then." He finally replied. Sarada approached Bolt and leaned in for a kiss. He reciprocated and wrapped his arm around her waist to bring her closer. Sarada's hard nipples pressed against Bolt's chest, and she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Bolt explored her mouth but quickly slid his hands down to grope Sarada's ass cheeks. They sat comfortably in his hands, and felt good. Bolt knew that they needed to get ready and leave but he was horny and intent on fucking.

~oOo~

"I fucking hate her." Hinata stared up at the ceiling as she spoke.

"Ungh."

"I mean, it's not just me right, she's such a little bitch." She added, shifting her body slightly on the large king sized bed.

"Ungh."

"Naruto, are you even listening-"

"Ahh, fuck… fuck!"

Hinata tilted her head down and, looking through her cleavage, could see Naruto hunched over. Cumming into a tissue.

"Ugh, are you kidding me! You haven't heard a fucking word I've said have you?" Naruto had his eyes closed and his mouth open, and didn't respond. Hinata honestly couldn't believe this was the man she was married to.

The navy-haired kunoichi waited a moment before pushing again.

"Well?"

Finally, with the secondary prompt, Naruto focussed himself again and addressed Hinata.

"Something about Sasuke's daughter right?" He asked as he discarded the soiled tissue. Hinata sneered at her partner.

"Eat me out."

Naruto didn't hesitate before angling himself. The Hokage positioned his body such that he could get his tongue as deep into Hinata's pussy as possible.

Naruto looked up to her, waiting until Hinata nodded her head before he began pleasuring her. Naruto didn't know how to use his tongue but it was long, and that meant that Hinata would still enjoy it a little when he used it on her pussy.

"She came over yesterday with the worst story I've ever heard. Said that she'd been assigned an escort mission and wanted some advice from Bolt." Hinata scoffed. "Advice, are you kidding me?"

She ran a slender hand through her silky hair haughtily, and cast her gaze to the door.

"That bitch is so desperate."

"I think she just really likes Bolt, honey." Hinata snapped her head back to Naruto, staring down at him angrily.

"Keep going."

Naruto leaned back down and began running his tongue against his wife's clit. The small bud was totally hidden but Naruto was attempting to coax it out.

"She's not right for him." Hinata returned to her thoughts. Naruto paused to take a breath and tried to settle her.

"Sarada's a sweet girl."

Hinata's lay fully back, enjoying the feel of the pillows underneath her. The mother of two cast her eyes back on the door to the master bedroom.

"She's not good enough… not for my Bolt."

~oOo~

Sarada brushed her hair back gingerly, already fully dressed. Bolt was still throwing on a red t-shirt when she asked.

"Are you coming to the lake later?"

"Yeah, of course. Everyone's still coming, right?" He questioned back.

"I think so," Sarada confirmed. "No emergencies have popped up or anything."

"Then, yeah." Bolt quickly scanned the ground for his missing shoe. It seemed like in the rush of getting some private time with his fiancée, he'd misplaced it.

"Yeah." Sarada repeated, as Bolt caught her loving gaze. "I'm excited. I wonder how people will react to us." She laughed slightly.

Bolt reached under his bed and found the missing article. He returned Sarada's laugh as he laced his shoes.

"They'll love it. Chōchō especially. She's always wanted us to get together."

"Yeah… together." Sarada sighed her words dreamily, and though Bolt wasn't looking, he could tell that she was staring at him again. They'd kept their relationship pretty private for the last year and only their parents really had some inkling based on how often they were at each other's houses.

"You're too cute Sarada."

~oOo~

"Hinata, have you seen my coat?" Naruto asked as he wandered into the master bedroom. He wasn't looking up, as he was fiddling with his cloak. Hinata pulled away from the dresser mirror and quickly looked around the room.

"It's not here, did you check by the boiler?"

Naruto didn't respond but Hinata knew that he was heading there. She sighed as he left the room. Hinata really didn't know what Naruto was thinking sometimes. He was so childish and would miss or forget the most simple of things.

The retired kunoichi sighed before returning to her position in front of the mirror and checking her makeup again.

"God, I'm hot." Hinata took in her pretty face. She had large, pale violet eyes, a slim nose, and plump lips. Her hair was shorter than when she was young but it maintained its silky feel and the deep navy looked as great as always. Hinata was aware that her face had matured but it had changed for the better. She was prettier than she had ever been and wasn't ashamed to say it.

Her body had altered too. As a teen, Hinata had a decent shape. She had large breasts but carried them oddly, and without confidence. She had a flat stomach which was great but it was heavily muscled from all the track running, and she had a small curve to her ass which looked okay.

But as she grew older, had Bolt and Himawari, and began to look after herself more, Hinata's body became insane.

The pale-eyed woman stood to look at herself fully, turning to either side, to fully appreciate her luscious figure.

Her already large breasts grew to massive F cups, yet still defied gravity despite all the odds and hung as they'd done in her twenties. Her stomach lost its overly muscled look after retiring and Hinata simply maintained the perfect flatness she liked. Finally, her lower half filled out and as Hinata took to regular gym sessions and squats, the navy haired beauty crafted a thick, juicy ass that stuck out almost obscenely from her slim frame.

Hinata didn't think it was egotistical to say that she was basically the ideal woman. She'd never seen anyone in recent years that she thought looked anywhere near as attractive as her. It was almost unfair really, when Hinata thought about it, that all those other girls younger than her couldn't even compare to her perfect body.

"Hinata, it's not here!"

Hinata sighed, and stopped admiring her shape. She spared one last look at her dress.

"I'm coming, Naruto."

Hinata slipped on her black earrings, grabbed her black clutch and went off to help her hopeless husband.

~oOo~

Bolt sighed to himself as he showered. The hot water warmed his tight muscles and relaxed him. He'd always found he could think best in the shower. It was without distractions and despite the watery fog, his mind remained clear. Having already washed up, Bolt was just letting his body soak, and his thoughts wander. The young man felt his lips widen into a smirk as he remembered Sarada's actions before she left.

The blonde had always thought his teammate liked him a little, but it was a surprise the extent her feelings went. Sarada had been asking him to hang out and train more and more and then finally asked him out when they finished combat tactics training.

Bolt wasn't sure if he felt the same way but he'd accepted and he had fun with Sarada on their first date the way they always did. After that, well he was caught up in the whirlwind of it all. Bolt opened his eyes and glanced down at his soft dick.

The sex didn't hurt either.

Bolt smirked to himself. The day so far had been pretty great, excluding the limitation of his time with Sarada, and the lake was only going to be better. If he could sneak away, he'd fuck Sarada again and quench his unfinished hunger. The idea of doing so while hiding from their families sounded pretty exciting. As Bolt ended his thought, he felt his cock twitch lightly and he knew that he needed to leave the relaxing shower now if he wanted to make it to the party in time. Bolt quickly stepped out and toweled dry before choosing his clothes. A pair of black jeans, with a navy shirt, and grey boots. He fixed his hair and left his headband in the drawer.

~oOo~

"Bolt, baby…?" Hinata bit her lip as she reached the door to his room. She was in her tight dress and wanted to get Bolt's opinion before they left. He would definitely appreciate her display, and imagining all the scenarios that could play out made Hinata warm. "Come on, we're going to be late."

The mature mom smoothed her dress as she waited for a reply. She was eager to see his reaction.

Hinata stood for a full minute until she decided it was acceptable to walk in. After all, something could be wrong, if he hadn't replied to her yet. She had to enter to make sure he was safe.

"Bolt, I'm coming in." Hinata was ready to catch a half dressed Bolt but instead entered an empty room. Her eyes scanned across the slightly messy room before settling on the vacant bed. The distinct smell of cum lingered in the air. "Bolt's already gone, Naruto, hurry up."

~oOo~

Naruto slowed his pace as they approached the lake front property. He glanced down at his clothes and wiped some loose fibres off. After all, he needed to look his best for tonight.

Naruto strolled slowly through the large blue metal gates that were wedged open. The size wasn't particularly useful at stopping trouble but their presence acted as a deterrent. Not many places had such domineering walls.

Naruto focussed his mind, feeling himself getting distracted again. The speech. He needed to focus on his speech. Naruto wondered what he'd say. He wanted to be casual, and make his point off the cuff, but as the time neared, he thought that he would have appreciated some notes or guidelines.

The inner lawn was large and subtly decorated with flower arrangements and large oak trees. The front door of the house seemed to be crafted of oak too. Naruto shook his head. The speech.

The doorbell rang and Naruto was by how quickly the door swung open. He lost his train of thought totally when he was suddenly face to face with Ao. The stern man was uncharacteristically bright and smiled at Naruto while offering his hand.

"Narutoooo, it's a pleasure to see you againnn."

"Ao, good to see you too." Naruto shook the man's hand and smiled back widely. Ao laughed and then his eyes shifted to Naruto's left.

"We've been waiting for you to arrive. Chojuro wanted to discuss some very important things with you." Ao did not look back at Naruto as he spoke, and the Hokage wasn't sure how to react but decided a simple nod would do. Suddenly, Ao's gaze snapped back and the older man leaned in to Naruto. His eyes steeled seriously.

"He wants to know if you can beat him at drinking a bottle down!" Naruto recoiled at Ao's loudness and took a step back as the blue-haired old man burst out with laughter.

"Ah, well, thank you for letting me know, Ao. I'll make sure to speak to Chojuro soon." Ao's gaze softened and a goofy smile appeared on his face. And then, just as quickly as he'd answered the door, Ao spun around and vanished into the large house. Naruto looked down at his hand, finally free of Ao's grip, and then smirked. The old man was finally learning to relax.

"He's drunk." Naruto realised abruptly that Hinata was to his left, when she spoke up. "Really drunk."

"Yeah," Naruto agreed, looking at Hinata, "Isn't it awesome?"

~oOo~

Hinata pulled the door shut behind her and immediately began to scout the room out for her friends. Naruto was still grinning over his interactions with Ao and it brought out a frown in the navy-haired kunoichi. She honestly thought her husband was blind. Naruto hadn't put any effort into his own outfit, with his chunky robes and disproportionately small coat, for such a big occasion, and didn't even make any comments about Hinata's stunning get up.

Then, when they had been at the door, Ao was so obviously intoxicated. His face was a bright red, he stank and he was only half dressed. There was even a bottle half tucked in his pocket. Yet, Naruto hadn't noticed anything. The Hokage hadn't even realised that the old man was staring perversely at his wife's tits. No, Ao was gaping blatantly, running his eyes hungrily over Hinata's tight form and voluptuous curves, and Naruto didn't even notice.

So, Hinata was determined to move away from him as soon as she could.

"Go find your friends, I've got to speak to Ino."

"Okay, Hinata, I'll message you." With that reply, Naruto vanished into the crowd, and Hinata found herself free. She smiled, pulling out her phone and typing out a quick text.

Ino, are you at the party yet?

Hinata slipped her phone away and headed towards the nearest drink, which was available at a small side table located in the corner of the room. She grabbed a glass of wine and leaned herself against the wall. Hinata's pale eyes scanned the room and quickly discerned that she knew no one in this particular crowd.

That made sense, it was the first room and likely filled with those who weren't really all that close to the main invitees. Her phone buzzed inside Hinata's black clutch and she quickly finished the rest of the glass before looking at the response.

Yes, babe. Me and Sai got here a few minutes ago. Are you here? X

Yeah. Naruto's gone to speak to Chojuro. Where are you?

I'm by the pool. Just come through the front room and then you'll see it. It's impossible to miss me x

Hinata smirked lightly, the stern expression on her face finally lifting. She glanced down at her own outfit and laughed inwardly.

~oOo~

"Hey, motherfucker! About time you got here!" Iwabe shouted loudly the instant Bolt entered the room.

"Ah, Bolt, how you doing man?" Inojin added as the duo approached the entrant.

"Hey guys, yeah, I got held up at home." Bolt explained. He was hoping to get a few drinks into his system before he was caught by his friends.

"Held up doing what?" Denki walked over, probably from the noise Iwabe had made, holding a glass of champagne in his hands.

"Just cleaning up my room really." Bolt elaborated before angling his body towards the drinks table. "Is that champagne?" Denki stepped back, opening up the tight circle that had formed around Bolt.

"Yes, you should get a glass before it's all gone."

Bolt nodded and quickly took the opportunity to move away from the crowd. Picking up an extra glass Bolt figured he'd drink faster to make up for lost time. He knocked one back and reached for a third glass before leaning up against the wall. It wasn't long before Bolt found his eyes fixated on someone.

His mom, Hinata. Bolt could see her through the glass door pane. She was surrounded by her usual group of attractive friends and Bolt found himself staring. Hinata was mostly hidden, but her silky navy hair was easily recognisable despite the crowd in-between them.

Hinata was speaking to Shikadai's mom, Temari, along with Sakura, Sarada's mom. From his angle Bolt could see that Sakura had opted for a black sundress, loose flowing but tastefully short. The light beamed through the thin fabric and showed off the lithe frame underneath it. Bolt honestly thought it was a shame that Sakura wasn't more risque with her dress sense. Ever since he had hit puberty, the young blonde had known that Sakura was pretty but he had a hunch about her body that he wouldn't mind confirming. A more daring outfit here would have helped with that for sure. Shikadai's mom was still wrapped up, with a grey summer kimono. And the permanent scowl on her face was out in full force.

Hinata was the prettiest of them all though. She had large, doe eyes, a slim nose, and plump lips that were coated in purple lipstick. She had luscious navy hair that contrasted her incredibly fair skin, which looked almost angelic, while her pale violet irises complimented her skin tone. Shikadai's mom seemed to be mid rant and moved for emphasis, revealing all of Hinata behind her. And Hinata was dressed to kill.

Bolt's mom was wearing a tight, dark purple dress. It had a low, scooped neckline that showed off a large amount of her delicious cleavage, while maintaining decency. The taut material clung to Hinata's curvy body, stretching obscenely at her massive breasts, cinching around her small waist and then flaring again to accommodate her wide hips and rounded ass. The fabric ran down some of her thigh before it stopped, highlighting Hinata's ass even further. Her slim legs ran long and smooth down to her feet. Those were encased in black strappy heels that were a few inches high.

The added height lifted Bolt's mom a few inches and she was closer to his length now. The young teen could feel his body reacting and lifted his eyes from Hinata's figure to stop himself. Bolt's gaze landed on her face and he allowed himself one more moment to appreciate Hinata's pretty face.

"Bolt! Hey, you're here!" A familiar voice called out to him and the young Uzumaki found himself forced away from the sexy view, back to his gaggle of friends. And his fiancée. Sarada gripped Bolt by the arm and dragged him quickly back to the group. With the light music playing in the house as the only cover, the Uchiha heir began the conversation.

"So," She looked at Bolt for a second, a warm smile on her face, "Bolt and I have an announcement to make."

~oOo~

Hinata had to admit, Ino was brave. The blonde kunoichi who had called her over to the pool was wearing a tiny black bikini that poorly constrained her large breasts and ass. And paired it only with a silky sarong and small sandals.

To say that she was exposing a bit too much skin at the Mizukage's home was understating it.

It was funny all the same, especially when Ino's husband Sai approached her. The poor man was obviously not on Ino's level and had meekly tried to pull her away from the pool. The droplets of water falling over Ino's skin sexily were too much even for him. But Ino had refused, she just about put her sarong back on and sent Sai away, murmuring to Hinata about how frustrating her husband could be.

Even now, Ino was openly talking to Temari about Sai's lack of enthusiasm in bed, though her conversation seemed to spark something in Temari who was showing her agitation with Shikamaru.

"Hinata, what do you think?"

"Well, I mean, Sai was always a little plain, wasn't he?"

"Yeah, but he was much more open when we were alone."

"Maybe you should talk to him?" Sakura offered.

"Maybe? I don't know, he's become so much more reserved. He never tries to be spontaneous with me, and I'm…" Ino looked around and then stepped closer. "My pussy is on fire all the time."

The last, whispered line was a surprise for the group, who collectively recoiled. Hinata held back a smirk, as she received confirmation that Ino was being extra showy because of the lack of attention she was getting.

"Ino! The kids are around!" Temari harshly whispered back, her head turning side to side.

"What are you girls talking about?" Naruto appeared suddenly behind Hinata.

"Nothing, Naruto." Hinata quickly dismissed, not turning to face her husband.

"Ah," Naruto laughed, "Well, I think we're heading to the main hall." Hinata resisted a groan and settled for a sigh. The navy haired beauty addressed her friends once more.

"Let's go."

~oOo~

Hinata didn't like the main hall. It was much too cramped with all the people inside but she knew she had to be there. Bolt and all his friends were here somewhere. Hinata zoned out the Mizukage as he began to introduce Naruto to the front, and didn't bother watching her husband begin his speech. She was looking for a very different blonde.

Bolt was often the centre of a large crowd, always the star. Hinata loved that about him. Bolt was a confident, handsome young man that attracted people from every walk of life to him. As she began to wander in search of him, Ino stayed with her. Hinata didn't bother explaining what she was doing, Ino knew already.

Hinata knew that was why Ino was tagging along in the first place.

"Oh, I think that's him." Ino whispered into Hinata's ear. Hinata followed Ino's line of sight and her gaze landed on Bolt. He was in the middle of familiar faces. All his friends from the academy days. His core group of friends, the sons and daughters of many of Hinata's ninja friends. There was a slight gap between Bolt and the rest though, as was usual. Hinata's son just stood out. Bolt was handsome, with his sweeping blonde hair, deep blue eyes and strong jaw. He was taller than his father, around 5'11" and was filled out with lean, but strong muscle.

"Damn, Bolt looks hot as fuck." Hinata spun her head to Ino and shot her a glare.

"That's my son, Ino." The pretty blonde took a moment and then smirked.

"I know…" She leaned in, placing a hand on Hinata's back and whispered into her ear. "And you care just as little as I do…"

"You little slut…" Hinata whispered back harshly, eager to use worse words. Ino didn't seem to mind and instead licked her plump lips softly then winked.

~oOo~

"Let's go tell your parents!" Bolt hesitated at that.

"Umm, yeah…" Sarada was excited, having received the endorsement of all of their friends, and it was clearly pushing her confidence up. She took his hand and began hurrying through the crowd. Hinata came into view and Bolt dug his heels in a little.

"Maybe, just put it lightly…?" He suggested, only to be met by a quizzical expression.

"Why? I've known your parents for years… They're going to be so happy for us!" Sarada obviously felt sure of her position but Bolt knew that she was wrong.

His mom didn't like Sarada. Frankly, Hinata didn't like many of Bolt's friends but Sarada in particular rubbed her the wrong way. His usually amicable mom had never directly said anything but there was always a scowl or a slight directed at Sarada. There was a vibe that Hinata didn't like her. He wasn't sure how his mom might react to news that his fiancée was the girl she so disliked.

"Come on…!" Sarada laughed and Bolt gave in. What was the worst that could happen? They scythed through the remaining crowd and found Hinata standing with Naruto. Bolt's parents turned to him and suddenly it felt like they were the only people in the packed room. Sarada nudged him and he tore his gaze away from his mom's scrutinizing face. She was staring directly at the couple's clasped hands.

"Mom, Dad… We have a little announcement…" Bolt smiled as best as he could and tried to find the words. How could he word it to prevent the worst case scenario?

"We're engaged!"

Bolt cursed inwardly. Sarada meanwhile squeezed herself against him, smiling excitedly, and then planted a kiss at his cheek. His mom's stare turned vacant, and fell on Bolt, searching for an answer from him. Thankfully, before he felt obligated to say something, Naruto came to his rescue.

"Congratulations!"