As her teammate, Naruto goes first, resting a hand on one of her breasts.

Naruto was not the kind of boy to hesitate. He was the kind to rush in, head first, and seize any opening given to him.

“Ow!”

...This was not always a good thing.

“S-Sorry!” Naruto said, even as he continued to squeeze Sakura's left breast too hard. Sakura just bit her lip, her forehead crinkling a little in a wince.

Hinata, from her unique vantage point right behind the mauled girl, winced in sympathy. As a taijutsu focused kunoichi who sparred daily with guys and her not-very-sympathetic father, she knew all too well just how much it hurt to get hit in the tits. Having one squeezed like a vice had to be equally bad. It was this ability to almost sympathetically feel Sakura's pain that gave her a courage to intervene that she would normally never have been able to raise with Naruto in the picture.

After a moment's hesitation, she shocked even herself when she spoke up. “Y-you're squeezing too hard,” the shy girl said as she reached around to gently grasp Naruto's hand. Her face, flaming red, hid behind Sakura's back as she touched her long-time crush's skin. “D-do it gently. L-like this.” With that, she gently guided the boy's fingers, loosening their grip and then lightly pushing them so that they traced a circular motion around Sakura's abused tit.

“Oh!” Naruto blinked, looking down at the small hand overlapping his. As the village's social pariah, he wasn't really used to people touching him gently like this. Especially not when the person doing it was hiding away behind someone else. But after a few moments, the opportunity to fondle Sakura's breast made him forget about the strange sensations of having someone sort of hold his hand, and he returned to feeling up the girl in front of him, letting Hinata guide him in his molestation.

Sakura somehow bit back a sigh of relief as her aching tit was slowly soothed by Naruto's now-gentle motions, lightly guided by Hinata's hand. She reflexively swallowed as she registered the strange sensations of differing texture between Naruto and Hinata's alternating fingers running over her sensitive little breast. The difference was most noticeable when their thumbs – Naruto's first, then Hinata's – occasionally ran over her stiff nipple. After a short while, though, she sort of got used to the sensation.

It might have even started to feel nice, if it wasn't Naruto (and not Sasuke) doing it. She knew full well that actually getting to touch her tits would only make him double-down on asking her out on dates from now on – a situation that today had been supposed to prevent.

From the sides of her eyes she could see the other boys watching, which only helped to destroy any chance of her getting comfortable. They seemed to be giving Naruto a bit of space out of respect for him being her teammate, but it was only a matter of time before they all descended on her as well to feel her up.

Of course, she could stop them with a single 'No'. They may be taking full advantage of the situation that she'd handed to them, but they weren't the kind of guys to keep going after she told them to stop. The only problem was the questions that would be raised if she did halt them. Questions about why she'd considered everything before to be okay, but not this. There was no way she was going to back down and chance this charade coming down around her ears after all she'd been already been through. So the boys would get to feel her breasts. She didn't have very big breasts, so it wasn't a very big deal. They'd soon get tired of it and she could finally make her excuses and get out of here with Hinata and forget that this day ever happened.

Hinata bit her lip, using the mild pain to focus and stop herself from growing faint. She would never forget this day, as she was holding Naruto's hand! Sure, most other girls would be either angry or jealous that the hand-holding was being done to guide the boy in feeling up someone else's breast, but Hinata simply wasn't really the angry or jealous type. Besides, she had Sakura and the pinkette's incredibly open attitude to public nudity to thank for this situation in the first place, so she was quite happy to help Naruto enjoy Sakura's cute little tit, and to help Sakura enjoy the fondling that (based on her easy agreement) she clearly wanted to experience.

Naruto, meanwhile, resisted the urge to pinch himself. How had this day gone so incredibly well? Seeing Sakura naked, and so at ease with him seeing her naked... so at ease even with him feeling her breast... it was a side of her that even someone as optimistic as him could never have dared hope for. Would he have been able to do this with Sakura ages ago if he'd only asked her to go to the public baths with him? Was it as simple as that?

Looking up at Sakura's face, he couldn't quiet believe this wasn't somehow a dream so he silently braced himself as he asked, “So... you're okay with me touching your breast any old way, right?”

Sakura blinked, not sure what he meant by that. Touching it any old way? How many ways of touching were there? Did he want to rub the back of his palm over her breast? With a shrug, she smiled as she kept up her air of easy going body acceptance. “Sure. As long as you don't go below my belly button you can touch me however you like.”

'I feel a sudden sense of foreboding,' Inner Sakura noted.

'What?' Outer replied. 'What else can he do that he hasn't already?'

'I don't know,' Inner hesitantly thought. 'But if anyone can think of a way to make things worse, it's Naruto.'

The blond in question proved the pinkette's inner personality right as he splayed his fingers (taking Hinata's with them) so that the middle of Sakura's pert breast was uncovered. At the same time he bent down, his head moving into position as his tongue reached out to lick the girl's stiff nipple.

Hinata gasped as Naruto's tongue briefly touched one of her fingers, leaving the faintest sense of wetness behind. She had to double the force of her lip-biting to prevent herself from falling unconscious. Naruto had licked her! Sure, it was as a by product of licking Sakura's breast, but he had still touched her finger with his tongue! Did... did that count as second base?

Sakura's nostrils flared as the only visible sign of her shock. In a seemingly calm voice, she asked, “Naruto, what are you doing?”

He looked up at her. “I'm touching you with my tongue. You said it was okay!”

She blinked, before silently cursing herself for agreeing to let him do this. “R-right.”

_ 'Touch us in any way. I knew that would bite us,' _Inner groaned.

Sakura swallowed, before returning to her smile and replying to the boy. “Of course it was okay. I just wanted to make sure you hadn't done it by accident.”

“Nope! You taste really nice, by the way!” With that, Naruto leaned down again and licked her nipple for the second time.

Sakura leaned back a little into the surprisingly comforting weight of Hinata behind her. She needed that reassurance right now.

Okay. So Naruto had just added licking to the things that the boys would do to her. It wasn't a big deal. A tongue trailing over her skin wasn't so different to a wet finger, right? She was fine with-

Ever one to push boundaries, Naruto leaned forward a little more after his third lick, taking her nipple into his mouth as he started to suck on her sensitive skin.

Sakura could see the boys leaning in to watch through her periphery vision. Even without seeing them head-on, she could tell enough from their body language to know that they'd just rewritten in their heads what boundaries they had with her. Sucking was now on the table, too.

If she could see behind her back, Sakura would have added one more interested party to that group, as Hinata used her Byakugan to stare at her long-term crush sucking on the breast of her newfound crush.

The Hyūga girl didn't wish that she was in Sakura's position, per se – she didn't have the courage to be on display like that. But she did wish that she had even a fraction of the pink-haired girl's boldness and self-assurance. Or Naruto's. She couldn't help but wonder how Sakura's breasts tasted, herself.

Maybe she did have a fraction of that bravery, though? Hinata had summoned the courage to hold Naruto's hand, after all. Maybe being in close proximity to a girl as confident in her body as Sakura was starting to seep into her? If so, who knows what she might be able to do with more exposure? Maybe... maybe she'd even find the courage to look into Naruto's eyes when speaking to him! Maybe, just maybe she could go even further - maybe she could suckle Sakura's breast after Naruto was finished. Wouldn't that also count as an indirect kiss with the blond boy?

Somehow, Hinata fought back against the urge to faint without biting her lip this time. Perhaps it was the tingle of arousal that had just shot through her that staved it off this time?

Sakura, unknowing that she was being perved on by the girl behind her just as much as the boys surrounding her, was looking down at the blond who was messily sucking on her small tit. It sounded pretty gross, with all of the loud sucking and slobbering sounds that the boy was making. But what made it worse was that she could feel a twinge of arousal starting to shoot through her. Naruto might be too inexperienced to have any technique, but her breasts were still pretty sensitive after the orgasm that Hinata gave her, so he didn't have to be great to get a reaction.

This was clearly the worst. Nothing Naruto could do from here on could be worse than him arousing her, even if it was only slightly.

'He's about to try something else,' Inner noted in a resigned tone. 'You can tell by that stupid 'I'm trying to be cunning' look on his face.'

'What else is there to try?' Outer Sakura wondered. '...He better not try and kiss me!'