It was one of those restless nights in the Uzumaki house. Boruto couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning in his bed, the moonlight spilling through his window like a tease. The house was dead quiet—too quiet—until faint noises started creeping down the hall. At first, he thought it was nothing, maybe the wind rattling something outside. But then he heard it: a low, throaty moan that made his ears perk up and his stomach flip.
“What the hell?” he muttered under his breath, sitting up. The sounds were coming from his parents’ room—Naruto and Hinata. His curiosity burned hotter than his common sense, and before he knew it, he was out of bed, barefoot and sneaking down the hallway like some ninja on a mission.
The closer he got, the louder it became—moans, gasps, and the rhythmic creak of a bed getting a damn good workout. His heart hammered in his chest. He knew what those noises meant; he wasn’t some clueless kid anymore. But knowing it was his parents? That hit different.
The door was cracked open just enough, a sliver of light spilling out, tempting him closer. Boruto hesitated, his hand hovering near the frame. He could turn back, pretend he never heard a thing. But fuck that—curiosity won. He leaned in, peeking through the gap, and holy shit, he wasn’t ready for what he saw.
There was his dad, Naruto, stark naked, his ripped body slick with sweat, looking like some kind of wild beast. He was on top of Hinata, Boruto’s mom, who was just as bare, her legs spread wide, taking every inch of him. Naruto was slamming into her, his hips moving like a piston, and Hinata? She was loving it, her big tits bouncing with every thrust, nipples hard as hell.
“Oh, Naruto, fuck yes! Harder!” Hinata’s voice was loud, desperate, echoing through the room. Boruto’s jaw dropped. His shy, sweet mom was screaming like a porn star, and it was hot as fuck.
Naruto grinned down at her, all that cocky energy he had in battle now aimed at pounding her senseless. “You love this dick, don’t you, babe?” he growled, grabbing her hips and pulling her closer, burying himself deeper in her dripping pussy.
“Yes, fuck me harder, Naruto!” Hinata begged, clawing at the sheets like she was losing her damn mind.
Boruto couldn’t move, couldn’t blink. His eyes were glued to the scene—his dad’s thick dick sliding in and out of his mom’s wet, pink pussy, the way her juices glistened on his shaft. It was raw, messy, and so fucking erotic he felt his own dick twitch in his pants. He palmed himself through the fabric, trying to keep it together, but that wasn’t gonna cut it. This was Naruto Hentai level shit, straight out of some dirty fantasy.
He glanced around quick—no one else was up. Good. He pushed the door a little wider, just enough to see every sweaty detail. Naruto shifted, pulling out for a sec—his cock shiny with Hinata’s wetness—before flipping her over. He yanked her up onto her knees, ass in the air, and slammed back into her from behind. Hinata let out a scream that could’ve woken the whole village if the walls weren’t thick.
“Ahh, Naruto, you’re so fucking deep!” she moaned, pushing her hips back to meet him, her tits swinging wild.
Boruto’s hand was in his pants now, no hesitation. He wrapped his fingers around his rock-hard dick and started stroking, slow at first, syncing up with his dad’s thrusts. Watching his mom like this—so open, so sexy—it was doing things to him he couldn’t explain. Boruto X Hinata Hentai thoughts crept in, dirty and wrong. What if it was him making her moan like that? What if he could feel that tight pussy gripping him instead?
Naruto slapped Hinata’s ass, leaving a red mark that made her yelp. “You like that, huh? My dirty little wife,” he teased, his voice rough and low.
“Fuck yes, I love it,” Hinata panted, her face flushed, hair sticking to her sweaty skin.
Boruto bit his lip hard, stroking faster. His mom’s curves, the way her pussy took every thrust, the sounds she made—it was too much. He could smell the sex in the air, thick and heady, and it drove him wild. Hinata X Boruto Hentai flashed in his mind again—her soft lips around his dick, her moaning his name. He knew it was fucked up, but it made his balls tighten, his cock throb.
Naruto reached around, his fingers finding Hinata’s clit, rubbing it fast and hard. She went off like a rocket. “I’m cumming, Naruto! Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” she screamed, her whole body shaking, pussy clenching around him.
Naruto groaned, deep and primal, slamming into her a few more times before he lost it too. “Take it, Hinata!” he grunted, unloading inside her, his cum mixing with hers.
That was it for Boruto. Seeing his parents hit their peak pushed him over the edge. He squeezed his dick tight, cum shooting into his hand, hot and sticky, as he muffled a groan with his other fist. His legs shook, and he leaned against the wall, panting like he’d just run a marathon.
He peeked one last time. Naruto and Hinata were collapsed on the bed now, breathing hard, tangled up in each other, sharing soft kisses. It was almost sweet—if he wasn’t such a perv for watching.
Boruto pulled his hand out, wiping the mess on his pants, and slipped back to his room before they noticed the door. He flopped onto his bed, staring at the ceiling, dick still twitching a little. His mind wouldn’t shut up—replaying his mom’s moans, her bouncing tits, the way she begged for more. He felt guilty as hell, but damn, he’d never been so turned on in his life.
Tomorrow, he’d have to face them like nothing happened. But tonight? Tonight, he’d jerk off again just thinking about it.