Sakura's eyes widened as one of Hinata's hands travelled towards her vulva.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Hinata bit her lips, her face still hidden behind Sakura's back, as she tried to think of what to do next. Personally, she would have been happy to spend all of her time with Sakura's breasts. They were so petite, so cute! But she wasn't doing this just for herself. She was doing it for Sakura. She had to sell the whole 'skinship' thing well enough that the boys no longer thought that Sakura's orgasm was unusual.

Of course, the problem with this is that her actions were now center-stage, even if she was mostly hiding behind Sakura as she performed them. And thanks to her father's training sessions, Hinata did not do well under the pressure of observation. Her mind blanked as she tried to think of what else she could do to make 'skinship' seem like something natural and normal that any girl did.

With her mind blank, she panicked, frantically trying to think of what to do next. What could she do that would convince the boys and that Sakura wouldn't mind? Then, she remembered the sand incident from before the other other boys showing up: Sakura had shown she had no problem with spreading her pussy and rubbing it in front of others. That was one thing she knew that the other girl was okay with!

Nervously Hinata prepared to do to someone else that she'd sometimes wanted to do to herself, if she didn't live in the middle of a clan of people who could see through walls. Her right hand stopped caressing one of Sakura's small breasts to trail down the girl's stomach, aiming for her most private place.

Sakura's eyes, which had been closed in pleasure at the sensations of Hinata massaging her tits, widened as she felt one of the girl's hands traveling towards her vulva.

'...She wouldn't!' she thought in disbelief.

All of the boys leanedm forward a little as the shyest girl they knew trailed her hands down Sakura's stomach. Even the most skeptical among them felt their doubts on the 'skinship' excuse waver at seeing Hinata's fingers trail over the pink hair of Sakura's mons.

Hinata closed her eyes, as if by not seeing everyone she could turn invisible, as she ran her fingers down into Sakura's sparse pubic hair. Her head lay sideways against the pinkette's back, her ear pressing against the other girl's skin. Through the palm of her left hand, which was resting against Sakura's chest as her fingers gently squeezed the pinkette's left breast, she could feel a thumping heartbeat.

The Hyūga girl felt another flash of self-confidence as she realized that Sakura's heartbeat was rapid... excited... excited from her touch? Emboldened by the thought of affecting the bolder girl in such a way, her fingers inched down a little more to caress the pinkette's still-sensitive-from-orgasm labia.

_ '...she did!' _Sakura thought, her mind whirling as Hinata caressed her pussy. Another person was touching her pussy! Another person was twiddling her twat, in front of a bunch of boys! Even Kiba, who hadn't found her sexy, was now sporting a growing erection at the sight of her being fondled. Her face heated up in mortification under the lust-filled stares she was surrounded by. The newly ingrained habit she'd forcefully developed of stopping herself from covering her breasts and slit stopped her from covering herself from the boys' sight, so she did the only thing she could to hide her shame. Both of her hands rose to cover her blushing face, even as her legs instinctively parted a little more to allow Hinata access to her most private place.

Hinata swallowed as Sakura leaned back against her. She could feel the girl's legs parting further, inviting her in, surrendering control to her. She'd never felt so in control of anything in her life as she had control of Sakura's body right now. Sakura, the bold girl who thought nothing of bathing naked with boys, was implicitly showing Hinata that she trusted her with her body.

She'd never been as turned on as she was right now, with her fingers slowly caressing Sakura's slit, occasionally spreading the girl's outer lips to give the boys a glimpse of the hidden pink flesh inside. Once again, Hinata felt a strange sense of embarrassment over being the only one clothed. She was basically masturbating Sakura... and you weren't supposed to be clothed when you had sex, were you?

An errant thought gained more prominence the longer this went on: she was doing this wrong. This wasn't how such an intimate event should be done. She should be feeling Sakura's skin against hers, with no thick cotton barrier muting the sensations. Sakura should be feeling the evidence of Hinata's own enjoyment of this event, she should be feeling two stiff nipples against her back. The towel was getting in the way!

Distracted by that thought, one of Hinata's fingers slowly slid along Sakura's increasingly slippery labia and into her pussy.

Sakura couldn't help herself. With Inner Sakura maxed out and unable to shoulder any more of her emotions, she couldn't hide her reactions anymore. She was lewdly exposed in front of every boy of her class except for the one boy she might want to see her like this, unable to run due to her need to maintain the illusion that this was normal, engaged in the most intimate of acts for them to all see. She'd never been so embarrassed in all of her life, and her humiliation only grew when a finger that wasn't her own entered her all-too-ready cunt for the first time in her life, forcing out a mortifying moan from her lips.

Hinata froze as Sakura's low moan washed over her and she felt the girl's inner walls contract around her probing finger. She hadn't meant to stick her digit in like that – it had slipped in while she'd been thinking about her towel. But the bold pinkette wasn't protesting the invasion, or telling her to stop. Was the moan Sakura's way of non-verbally telling her to take this 'skinship' a step further?

Hesitantly, cringing a little in anticipation of a rebuke, Hinata pushed her finger in deeper, waiting for the inevitable demand to take it out. But it never came – Sakura just sat there atop her, the girl's legs spread as all of the boys watched the pinkette's pussy taking in Hinata's finger

Hinata felt another surge of admiration for Sakura's body bravery. Naked and exposed, with a finger in her pussy, and the pink-haired girl didn't faint or run away like she would have. Hinata wished she had a tenth of Sakura's courage, that she could be as brave about her body as the other girl.

Feeling her spirits uplifted by her interpretation of Sakura's moan as encouragement to go further, Hinata drew her finger most of the way out, before slowly pushing it back in again. As she did this, she shifted her feet for stability and raised her knee to a higher angle, drawing Sakura's lower body out of the water so that the brave girl could get her unvoiced request to be exposed.

'Noooooo! What are you doing, Hinata!?' Sakura thought to herself in despair as her pussy was fully exposed both to the air and to the boys' collective enraptured gaze. Hinata's finger was slowly increasing its pace, pushing a little deeper with each thrust.

Sakura sat there in stunned disbelief. How did it come to this? She was being finger fucked by the supposedly shiest girl in the village, in front of a group of stiff-dicked boys who weren't even pretending to be looking anywhere besides her exposed slit. The worst thing of all was that it felt incredible. She couldn't even ignore the sensations, because Hinata's finger was hitting every one of her nerves like the Hyūga girl knew where they all were. How was a shy introvert like Hinata so good at fingering her pussy!?

Hinata leaned against Sakura's bare back, the veins around her eyes signaling that she had silently activated her Byakugan. Her clan's ability proved to be a mixed bag in her current situation. Firstly, she could see through Sakura and see all of her chakra points, which allowed her to see exactly where she needed to hit to make this as pleasurable as possible for the pinkette. Unfortunately it meant she could see all of the surrounding naked and erect boys as well. It was made worse that she was also currently seeing through her own towel, so even though she could feel the waterlogged cotton on her body, to her bloodline limit's vision she appeared to be naked. Naked in front of everyone.

It was terrifying. But strangely she didn't feel the need to faint. She didn't even pause in her now-rigorous fingering of the girl in front of her. Perhaps because she knew it was an illusion? Or maybe it was the strange, building sense of exhilaration she felt that stopped her from going unconscious? She had wondered what it would be like to be as naked as all of the other people here. In a way, she was seeing that, even if she was the only one who could due to her special eyes. And she'd been right – being naked felt less embarrassing, somehow: like she now fit in with her peers.

But she wasn't fitting in, was she? After all, she was still wearing a towel. It was only her eyes here that could see through the covering. So to everyone else, she was still the outsider. Her nudity was an illusion, and she knew it would remain that way. She'd never have the courage to actually strip off.

Sakura's face burned even brighter as she heard the sound of Hinata's finger going in and out of her pussy, in a noise that could only be described as 'schlicking'. It sounded so lewd, and so loud against her ears. She knew that everyone could hear it – that, and the moans that she was finding harder and harder to control.

To try and regain control, she shut out the thoughts of the boys and concentrated on the finger inside of her. Her hips bucked as she tried to match its rhythm, tried to get herself off as quickly as possible so that this would all be over. And then, Hinata ground her palm into her erect clitoris and Sakura groaned as she saw white, her body going taut and then limp in the aftermath of another orgasm.