Sakura decides to step up and give Hinata her release.

Sakura’s resolve crumpled as she looked down at the trembling, panting girl who was limply writhing in front of her. She couldn’t leave Hinata like this, begging in front of all the boys. The poor girl would never live it down if this is how the day ended.

‘It’s for her own good!’ Inner declared in solidarity as Sakura resumed her ministrations, her nimble fingers plying the wet, warm flesh of Hinata’s welcoming cunt. With the dark-haired girl so close to the edge, it didn’t take long for the inevitable to happen.

Hinata’s eyes rolled back, her back arching as she pushed her pubic mound up into Sakura’s palm, grinding her clitoris against the other girl’s hand for a few brief moments before she froze. In her short, inexperienced life she had never experienced sensations like this. So intense, so primal, so… so good. It didn’t matter that so many boys were looking on as her most private place was fingered by another girl. Something so embarrassing, so humiliating, so completely mortifying that she’d have screamed and fainted if she’d been told it was going to happen to her at the start of today was actually happening to her, and she was feeling too good to be ashamed anymore.

If anything, the pleasure was overwhelming her more logical thoughts. To a brain so unused to and inexperienced about such sexual pleasure, Hinata couldn’t help but associate her oncoming orgasm with the people watching, even if most of her pleasure was truly coming from Sakura’s nimble fingers.

She was being finger fucked in public in front of a half dozen boys. She felt incredible pleasure. Therefore, she was feeling incredible pleasure because a half dozen boys were seeing her being finger fucked in public. It wasn’t a conscious thought, but one that settled deep in her mind, hovering around unspoken in the subconscious parts that drove her more basic impulses.

Hinata stood there on all fours in a crab posture, her stomach pointing at the sky, her knees wide apart and feet planted on the spring’s ground and her hands resting on Sakura’s thighs, shame completely forgotten as she put herself completely on display as she let out a guttural gasp a moment before a high-pressure gush of clear girl’s cum arced up and fountained out of her raised pussy.

Naruto’s eye widened. As the boy who was sitting right in front of her, and with other boys packed in on either side, he had nowhere to dodge as the gushing liquid of Hinata’s limb-locking release splattered over his face.

A second spurt of girl cum followed, and then a weaker third, ending with a fourth weak spurt that splattered into the water below. After that, Hinata sighed and collapsed from her lewd crab pose, laying there atop of Sakura with her flat stomach rising and falling upon each gasping breath in the aftermath of her chain of orgasms. Her firm tits jiggled slightly with each breath while her arms lay limp in the water and her legs splayed out immodestly with her exposed pussy twitching and spurting increasingly small dribbles of her girl’s cum onto Sakura’s thighs below.

All of the boys stared in disbelief at the aftermath of the shyest girl they knew having gone through the lewdest, filthiest, wettest orgasm they’d ever seen, and perhaps would ever see in their lives. This would normally be the point where they’d all collapse backwards into unconsciousness with blood spurting out of their nostrils, but all of the spare blood in their bodies was already being used to keep their painfully stiff cocks at a steel-hard full mast.

Sakura blinked as she hesitantly pulled her fingers out of Hinata’s grasping cunt.

‘Holy shit.’ Inner whispered, even though it wasn’t like anyone besides her Outer could hear her.

The actual silence was broken when Naruto hesitantly reached up to touch the sopping mess that was dripping off his face. “Did… did she just pee on me?”

“No, you lucky bastard,” Kiba growled. “She cummed. She cummed like a high powered water jutsu.” He turned away from Naruto to look at Sakura, a growing gleam of respect in his eyes. “I think I totally misjudged you, Haruno. If you can make a squirter-”

“More like gusher,” Shikamaru mumbled.

Kiba ignore him. “A squirter out of Hinata of all people, then you’re definitely a bro in my books.”

‘Bro? Is he saying I’ve got the tits of a boy?’ Inner hissed.

Sakura herself couldn’t muster the energy to agree with her inner personality. What had she done? How would Hinata ever forgive her for putting her through such a humiliating display? Wincing at what she expected to see, she looked down to Hinata and saw-