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Naruto: All in the Pack
By Agent Orange
Author: Had a
name-change since I have been enthralled in the Green Lantern comics from DC, and with the main series’ arc and
character of the same name, I decided to do some research and read up on the
origin of the name; it just clicked.
Also, I apologize for being very, very late, but I was in
the middle of chapter two when my computer got the Blue Screen of Death and
when transferring files over to a temporary new home, I forgot to include a lot
of work, including this stuff; I had to recreate everything purely from memory.
Add in college, work, home stuff, and whatnot, and I just couldn’t get around
to doing the deed.
I also edited the story’s description to remove some
sex-elements I don’t see myself using anymore, the conflict of which to include
being a part of the long delay; I ultimately decided now to remove them because
I couldn’t make up my mind.
sajuuk21— The whole name-game thing between Kiba and Hana is
more a kink than a serious dynamic; she’s not his actual sex-slave, she just
acts like it.
Lady Slave— Glad you liked the story; I didn’t think this
would work well without at least something, and I’m not one for porn-plots
because they cause migraines.
Kipling— Don’t worry about the similarities, it’s all good.
That aside, onward with the story…
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Chapter 2
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Tsume stood at the top of the foyer stairs like a ferocious
judge, her eyes narrowed at her children below.
She was wearing her uniform, further indication that she wasn’t in the
mood for nonsense.
Nerves wracked, Kiba and Hana watched as Tsume descended the
stairs. They’d rarely seen their mother with such a stern expression as she now
wore.
When she reached the bottom, Tsume stalked toward her
offspring with the motions of a lioness about to soundly thrash a disobedient
pair of cubs. She halted a couple feet
from them, giving each a glance before speaking.
“When I told the both of you to get a move on and find a boy-
and girlfriend, I didn’t mean for the two of you to start fucking each other
behind my back.” Both tried to reply,
but Tsume’s shout cut them off. “Do either of you even grasp what the hell
you’re doing? Do you? I highly doubt it, because if you did, you
wouldn’t be juicing each other’s beds at night!”
“That’s not fair, Ma!” Kiba retorted. “You think we just decided to just fuck or
something?”
“It sure looks like it!” Tsume almost snarled. “Has it ever occurred to you that inbreeding
is dangerous because you’re not bringing fresh blood into the family? The clan stopped intramarriages because we
were getting stupid kids who weren’t that good at being ninja. You want to bring that back? Just imagine what it would do to us
all!”
“More like what it might do to you,” Kiba growled. “The high-and-mighty Inuzuka matriarch has
incestuous children, what a scandal that would cause you.”
“Watch it, Kiba, or so help me God, I will break your
jaw.”
“We’re not doing it because we feel like it, Mother,” Hana
said, finally piping in. “We honestly love each other.”
Tsume didn’t reply immediately. She studied Hana, particularly the girl’s
face. There wasn’t a sign of disbelief;
Hana truly felt that way.
“Yes, Mother, the sex is
incredible, but that isn’t why we’re together.”
She opened and closed her mouth a few times before the next words would
come out. “I just feel so comfortable
and happy when Kiba-kun and I are
together. Yes, he’s my little brother,
and I love him as a sibling, but I don’t feel disgusted with myself for all the
love-making we do; if anything, I feel stronger
in my love for him.”
“Just listen to yourself,” Tsume snorted. “You’re deluded, Hana. You said yourself the sex is great; people
will say how much they genuinely love their sex-partner when there’s enough
gratification.”
“We’re not in it for the sex, Ma,” Kiba said, forcing his
temper down; he was more and more certain Tsume would force their hand in some
ugly fashion.
“If you weren’t, you wouldn’t be having this farce of a
relationship,” Tsume said dismissively.
“And don’t bother giving me those looks, as if I don’t understand
anything here. I know perfectly well
what it feels like to have serious emotions for someone, and what it feels like
when someone you don’t love as a spouse touches you just right to bring all
your lust to the surface. Believe me, I
know.”
“I don’t think you do,” Kiba contested. “We keep trying to tell you that we’re not
just horny kids, but you really aren’t listening too good.”
“Oh, but I am,” Tsume said staunchly. “I told you I know what real love is like,
and what lust is like. Trust me, neither
of you wants to grow old in each other’s arms; you’re just horny.”
“We…are…not,” Hana insisted in a low, hard voice.
“Don’t argue with me, Hana, I’m not in the mood for
it.” She jerked her head toward the
stairs. “Get your asses upstairs and put
some serious thought into whether or not you two want to continue your little
tryst or if you want to stay in this family, because I absolutely will not have
my kids fucking each other.”
For a moment, neither lover moved, and then they took the
stairs together, one step at a time.
Tsume began up after them, still inwardly smoldering at the entire
situation. She loved her kids, but if
they had any real idea just how bad inbreeding made things…
The trio had reached the halfway point when Hana’s foot shot
backwards, catching her mother square in the face. Half-senseless, Tsume rolled back down the
stairs and across the foyer floor, her head smacking into the wall; she was out
cold.
Silence reigned for several minutes as Kiba, stunned, could
only gape as his mother lay crumpled.
Eventually, Hana spoke.
“Help me get her upstairs.
We need to make her understand.”
“I don’t think hitting Ma was such a good idea, Hana,” Kiba
said, hesitating.
Hana scowled at him.
“Unless we put her in the same situation we’re in, she won’t
understand. We’re not going to hurt her,
we’re going to prove our love to her.”
“Having a meaningful relationship with your sibling is one
thing, Hana, but what you’re talking about is tying our mother up and raping
her!”
Hana gave Kiba a very hard stare and growled, “No, I’m
not. Rapists don’t genuinely care about
the people they have sex with. We,
however, deeply love Mom. I’m not saying
we keep her tied up and fuck her until she agrees, I’m saying we tie her up and
make love to her, the same as we do with each other.”
“That’s the same thing,” Kiba said, blinking.
Hana shook her head.
“If it was, I wouldn’t be suggesting it.
We put our emotions into it, Kiba, not our sexual lust. Mom will be angry at first, but she will
understand if we do it my way.”
For a few moments, Kiba had to think about it. He’d never considered the matter in such a
way, especially toward his mother. Could
he do it? Unlike with Hana, he didn’t
have romantic feelings for Tsume, though he wouldn’t lie to himself: She had a
great body for a woman her age.
Just focus on that,
he told himself. You love your mom and sis, and they’re both attractive. Just put that together with how much you love
Ma, and how much Hana means to you, and you can do it. He took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.”
Hana returned the nod and gripped Tsume under the arms while
Kiba took her ankles. After a few
minutes, they’d carried their mother up to her bedroom, plopping her somewhat
unceremoniously onto the queen-size.
“Off with those clothes,” Hana said, and they got to work.
Once finished, Kiba reaffirmed his idea of Tsume’s body: She
was in amazing shape, even for a kunoichi.
Her athletic build was enthralling, her breasts (a mild B-cup) and firm
ass gave her an arousing figure, and her neatly-trimmed pubic area looked
delicious. Hell, even her four-pack was
tempting. Her body had a light
complexion, and the various scars she’d accrued over the years as a ninja,
though all healed over, were slightly visible, adding a further exoticism to
the elder Inuzuka.
More and more, Kiba felt certain that making love to his
mother was indeed the solution.
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Her head was aching when she woke up.
Blinking, Tsume tried to move into a sitting position to
massage her temple and found she couldn’t; her hands were bound behind her at
the waist and encased in deluxe padded fist mitts. When she gave a grunt of astonishment, she
became aware of the ball gag strapped around her head, its sharp purple sphere
effectively muzzling her. Shifting her
body a bit, Tsume also found herself tied at the ankles, the kink ankle cuffs’
inside D-rings linked with a short measure of chain. Her last bit of sexual attire was a Story of
O PVC collar.
At least she was in her own bedroom instead of a sex-dungeon
transformed from her own basement or something bizarre like that.
Goddamn it, they’ve
gone off the deep end, Tsume thought, trying to calm down; it was hard to
resist the mounting tension after waking up in such a manner and concluding
that one’s own children were no doubt planning rape. Swallowing despite the gag, she began to
formulate a plan.
The door opened just then, interrupting her thoughts.
“Good, you’re awake,” Hana said as she and Kiba entered,
both completely naked. The younger
female had a hefty bust, almost double Tsume’s own, with an unmarred body and
bald crotch; Tsume felt a slight twinge of annoyance at the lack of pubic hair,
mostly from her own body’s condition and the general mindset of an Inuzuka.
Kiba was athletically built, his figure trim and pleasantly
(though not overly) muscled. Oddly, he had little body hair, and what perplexed
his captive mother was the complete absence of pubic hair; did he and Hana
shave it off, or were they natural?
The bed would be large enough to hold the three of them,
Hana was certain; it was queen-sized, after all. It was also definitely very sturdy,
considering how much raw sexual passion it had endured from her parents over
the years. The smooth silk sheets were a
deep shade of green, which Tsume had always thought gave the bed an exotic appeal;
it had certainly spiced up her own sex life.
As the children approached, Hana continued, “I know you’re
probably expecting the worst from us, but I assure you, Mom, both Kiba and I are
doing this out of love for you. You’ll
understand soon enough.”
At that point, Kiba made his move: He crept onto the bed in
a predatory manner, his member becoming more aroused by the moment, the head
lightly dragging across the silk sheets and boasting at his length. Upon reaching Tsume’s knees, he gently
gripped them; her resistance to having her privates displayed was met with Hana
softly massaging each of Tsume’s hips, a subtle jutsu relaxing her muscles and
allowing the limbs to be spread.
Kiba’s eyes glinted with desire as he viewed his mother’s pussy. Leaning in, he pressed his nose to the bottom
of her patch and inhaled, savoring the rich scent. For her part, Tsume made an indignant sound,
which escalated to a squeal of surprise—and a hint of arousal—when Hana slide
in from behind and began groping the older woman’s breasts.
“You have great skin,” Hana commented sweetly. She took a second to pinch Tsume’s nipples,
eliciting another cry from her mother.
Grinning, the wayward daughter nuzzled Tsume’s neck, licking the flesh
and PVC.
Kiba continued to orally pleasure his mother, applying his
entire mouth to her vagina. Despite her
obvious reluctance to be party to such perversion, Tsume’s lower lips were
heating up rapidly, and becoming wet almost as fast. Kiba slid his arms under Tsume’s thighs and
gripped the tops, anchoring himself into place as he plunged his tongue deep
into her folds. She writhed, her face
flushing bright red in both embarrassment and arousal. Her previously indignant cries had gradually
given way to pleasured moans, all muffled by the ball gag.
There was a soft clinking sound as Kiba removed the small
length of chain at Tsume’s ankles; he tossed it aside before spreading the
woman’s legs wider than before and quite literally dove into Tsume’s snatch,
his reward being the elder’s loudest and deepest moan yet.
In back, Hana steadily ground her hips, the fist mitts
teasing her clit. So far, Hana had been
able to suppress the lusty groans, but her mother’s “accoutrements” threatened
to overtake her willpower. She began
grinding harder against the mitts, coming closer and closer to climax.
Abruptly, Tsume arched her back, pulling her mitts away from
Hana’s cunt just enough to prevent the younger female from getting off. Kiba had bitten her clit, and the sensation of
pain-laced pleasure pushed Tsume over the edge, her vaginal muscles seizing up
and her juices splurting out onto the bed sheets.
The elder female collapsed on her daughter, panting heavily
through her nose. For a few moments, the
Inuzuka trio lay in an erotically sordid peace, and then Kiba climbed higher
up, bringing his face level with Tsume’s breasts.
Cupping one, he said, “I’ve been really eager to try this
tonight, Mom. You’ve got wonderful
breasts.”
As she watched, he leaned in and began suckling. His free hand quickly started fondling her
remaining tit, and Kiba finished things off by grinding his hips against his
mother’s.
Tsume could feel her son’s dick pressing against her gut
like a heated knife, and she dreaded the moment when he’d decide to slip it in
her.
Several agonizing minutes passed, Kiba sucking and kneading
her harder and harder, and Tsume was sure she’d be bruised for the next couple
of days. Finally, the son gave a particularly sharp suck, making sure to gently
bite his mother’s hardened nipple before pulling away.
“You’re delicious, Mom,” he complimented. “Just like a bowl
of pork and rice noodle soup.” At this,
Tsume blushed fiercely, and thankfully it was mostly hidden by her red
cheek-fangs.
Abruptly, Tsume’s body dropped down fully onto the mattress
as Hana slid out from underneath her.
Reaching down, the daughter quickly and deftly removed her mother’s
ball-gag, tossing it away.
“Go on, Mom,” she encouraged, shifting her hips side to side
seductively. “Give me a good lashing.”
Tsume felt Kiba thrust into her, his girth smoothly pushing
aside her vaginal walls. Over the years, the lack of sex and the rigorous ninja
lifestyle Tsume engaged in had tightened her back up to a close degree of what
she’d been like before having kids, and her rare fingering never got past a
second digit; she didn’t even own a single dildo.
And so, naturally, she gasped when Kiba’s hefty manhood
penetrated her, and her mouth flew onto Hana’s snatch. A similar gasp escaped
from the daughter’s lips and she began kneading her own tits.
Hana then began to hump her mother’s face, forcing Tsume to
pleasure her orally as Kiba slid his hands from Tsume’s hips to her ass,
getting a good feel. Aside from the sweat, he loved it, how taut and smooth it
was in his hands. Her pussy was also great, clamping down on his dick with a
touch that was almost burning; he didn’t want to admit it, even to himself, but
his mom might actually have a better pussy than his sister.
The pace of this thrusts picked up, and his hands moved from
her ass to her hips again, to keep his grip on her. Hana was rocking her hips wildly, her breaths
coming in ragged bursts and her head lulling from one side to the next. She wasn’t even massaging her breasts
anymore; the excess of pleasure Tsume was bestowing upon her had made her pinch
herself on the nipples and hold it there.
For his part, Kiba was also being overtaken with sexual
bliss. Tsume had somehow gotten even
better, the slickness of her walls and their incredible warmth creating a
paradise for his cock. He could feel her
tightening even as his climax approached rapidly.
“I’m…I’m gonna…cum!” Hana rasped out as she continued to
ride Tsume’s face.
Kiba attempted to reply, but his orgasm suddenly hit him,
and he only managed to give Tsume a fierce, final thrust as he emptied his load
into her, a ring of white pushing out of the older woman’s sex to encircle his
member. The youth then collapsed
backwards, his dick staying in his mother.
Hana, similarly, hit a ripping climax. Her legs clamped momentarily around Tsume’s
head, and stars filled her eyes; even in her wildest fucks with Kiba, she’d
never had her pussy plumbed so well. Pitching forward, she fell face-first onto
the bed.
For a long moment, only the heavy breathing of the
sexually-exhausted children filled the chamber…
…And then Tsume sat up, slipping the fist mitts off and
discarding them as she rose from the bed.
“You two knock this incest shit off, you hear me?” she
gruffly demanded. “And no more trying to
fuck me into submission or partnership or whatever you were trying
tonight. Don’t make me raid your toy
chests, wherever you have them, and get vicious.”
“Why?” Kiba panted.
“Why can’t you just let us have sex?”
“It’s not like we’re hurting anybody,” Hana weakly
added.
“Let me tell you two something,” Tsume growled. “My husband took my virginity, God rest his
soul, but my father took my children.”
There was a deep, almost painful silence before Kiba asked,
“What? That makes no sense.”
“Your dad had sour cream, all right?” Tsume admitted. “He and I kept insisting that we could find a
donor good enough for the family, but my old man was too fucking hard-nosed to
accept it.” Her fist clenched as she made
herself say the rest. “He decided he was
the best donor, and pressured me into letting him have his way with me so that
the family didn’t have to ‘take a gamble.’
The only thing your dad and I were able to get in our favor was that he
would get my virginity so that my old man didn’t deprive us of that particular
honor.”
She paused for a moment and then said, “Get yourselves
cleaned up and get with the program. I
won’t have any kids of mine ending up like me.”
She stalked out the room, leaving the siblings alone on the bed.
“Got no choice, then,” Hana groaned dismally. “Mom was taking advantage of us when we were
about to climax; someone her age has to know a dozen ninja sex tricks to
totally fuck over people.”
Kiba frowned.
“…Fuck.”
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Author: Yes, the
end of the ride. I never intended for this to be more than a couple of
chapters, and here we are.
I entertained different endings before arriving at this one:
Would the threesome convert Tsume into a submissive addition to Hana and Kiba’s
relationship; would she become a reluctantly compliant partner but not a
sub? Once I thought of her deeper
motivation of separating them being her own relationship with her father, and
by proxy her relationships with her children, I decided that was a better track
to take.
With this story concluded, and with the Naruto series giving me a bit of grief over the past while, in
addition to growing interest in other series, I’m going to move from Naruto for a little while. I’ve lately
been experiencing a hell of a lot of love for the Pokemon franchise (much of it nostalgia from my Red and Silver
days), and have become rather interested in Avatar:
The Last Airbender. That said, I’m
going to work on a two-shot next featuring Aang, Katara, and Toph from Airbender. Be warned: It will contain futanari/shemale,
of which I have a fetish.
Thanks, everyone.
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