The Uchiha Slut | By : C0113ER5 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 47819 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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A/n: Here's chap 2! Stayed up late to write since I got a couple reviews about 10 minutes after I uploaded it. To address some concerns; no, I won't just be writing about Mikoto getting it on with nameless Uchiha men. She WILL be getting it on with nameless Uchiha men since that's kinda the point, but I'm just going to be mentioning it throughout the story, not really writing all her encounters in. Notice i did put the incest tag on, so you can expect sasuke to get a bit of action. Also trying to think of a way to get little Naruto in there. Enjoy
The Slut's Show The room darkened when everyone had seated themselves. Sasuke swallowed the lump in his throat. Somewhere a drum beat started. It was slow, but started to build up. It came to a crash and started to play loudly when the curtain opened up, a spotlight shining on Uchiha Mikoto, Sasuske's own mother. “Okaa-san!” Sasuke was up on his feet, hands patting on the window. “Calm down, Sasuke. It's a one way mirror, she can't see you. And the noise from this room does not travel into that one, shouting is useless.” “How can you just watch this?” Sasuke could not believe this. His mother was wearing a...bikini? Could it even be called that? The material was a dark purple color. The two tiny pieces that covered her breast were held up by a small string that went around her neck. The bottom of the pieces were attached to two strings that went down her front and back to the piece barely covering her privates, JUST her privates. It left her sides completely bare all the way up to just under her breasts, her naked waist and ass cheeks just made her already long and sexy legs seem even longer and sexier. She strutted down the middle of the stage to the pole at the center, the spotlight following her movements. “ We have to stop this.” Itachi put a hand on his brother's shoulder. “We can't stop this, little brother. This is the clan's way.” “Nii-san, that's out mother they're gawking at. We can't let her do this.” “She has been doing this since before we were even born, Sasuke.” Sasuke shut his mouth at that one. He needed to calm down. This was the way of the clan and he had to accept that. He looked out at the stage again. The men leering at her were cheering and hollering for her to get the show on. Mikoto had one hand on the pole, the other resting on her hip which was cocked, giving a great view of her firm, round ass to those behind her. She bent down, running the hand that was on her hip down her legs. She got all the way down to her ankles and stopped, slowly she started coming back up caressing her leg along the way, her knee bending slightly as she passed it. Sasuke's eyes were glued to that hand, as were all the other eyes in the building. Going to the back of her thighs she came farther up, when she reached her ass she stopped on it, and pulled her cheek away a bit before letting it go. Every eye followed the slight jiggle of her cheek. She brought her hand to her front now, running it up her stomach, over her soft boobs. She turned her hand up, brought one finger up to her face and pressed it lightly against her bottom lip. Sasuke gasped having finally got a good look at her face. She was smiling sweetly. Her eyes, though completely black like all of the Uchiha seemed to be glowing with mirth. She was beautiful. Though she was thirty-eight years old she did not look a day over twenty. Her skin was perfectly smooth with not a single blemish or wrinkle. Her breast were large, DD at least, and perky. Everything about her was just to perfect. Sasuke understood why she was chosen every year. Her smile grew and she gently bit her bottom lip while wiggling her ass suggestively. All of the sudden she wrapped her bent leg around the pole and started twirling around it. Heat started gathering in Sasuke's groin before Itachi spoke again, snapping Sasuke out of it. “You should probably leave. I'm not sure if you should see this.” “No.” He spoke firmly. “This is a clan tradition I knew nothing about until today. I need to watch this.” Itachi stayed silent for a few seconds before sighing again. “Very well, little brother. But I will take my leave. I have seen this spectacle enough times already.” And with that Itachi slipped out the door. Sasuke moved his attention back to his twirling mother. She was wrapped sensually around the pole, spinning slowly while pulling herself up it a few feet. She brought her legs up, sticking one out and giving the men a good look at the tiny piece of material covering her sex. The heat was gathering in Sasuke again. Mikoto slid down like that, still spinning so the whole room could see between her legs. When she reached the ground she crawled to the side of the stage stretching like a cat, pushing her tits out. She threw her head back and ran a hand over her chest. Flipping over, she spread her legs for the other side of the room. Sasuke couldn't believe this hot, sexy woman was his mother. God...she even made standing up look like a sexual act. This was going to be a long night. It was nearing the end of Mikoto's hour long show. Her whole body seemed flushed red, sweat from her activities covered her. About 10 minutes ago her dance had become even more sexual. She would rub herself against the pole and moan loudly every once in awhile. The bikini top was pushed to the sides, exposing her hardened nipples for all eyes to feast on. She pinched and tweaked those nipples countless times. At one point she even bent her head down while pushing one tit up and licked her nipple. The bottom of her outfit was soaked, and not just from her sweat. She was getting off on this and everyone knew it. Sasuke was eternally grateful that his brother brought him to a private room. He had unfortunately chosen today to wear a pair of shorts that were perhaps a little to small for him. After making sure his door was locked he had unzipped his pants to let his erect member free. This was just to make himself more comfortable of course. He had no intention of jerking off to his own mother, despite the fact that her little show gave him the biggest hard-on of his life, right? The drum beat stopped, as did her dance. The cheering and whistling of the men got louder. Mikoto walked to the very front of the stage and reached behind her neck. The bikini came loose and fell, sticking to her wet groin for just a second. She stepped back and away from the outfit and walked slowly around the pole to give the whole room a good look at her bare form. She sat by the pole and leaned back against it, facing the front of the room. Kneading her big perky tits, she spread her legs showing off her bare vagina. She ran a hand down and brushed lightly against her lower lips. Sasuke couldn't believe his eyes. His sweet mother was pleasuring herself in front of the whole clan. He was only vaguely aware that his hand had gone to his member and started stroking it. Mikoto was done teasing herself. She started rubbing herself harder, moaning when she applied some pressure to her clit. She was blind to the men in the room now, and deaf to their shouts. Only one thing mattered at this point and that was her impending orgasm. She stuck a finger in and used her thumb to keep the pressure on her clit. Her head flew back along the side of the pole, her hand that wasn't working her sex grabbed at the pole above her. “Oh! Yes!” She moaned. She added a second and third finger into herself and started thrusting her hips up to meet them. Her motions were becoming hurried, she was so close. “Oh!” Her hips left the floor entirely, feet flat on the floor to keep her up. She frantically worked herself over the edge and screamed into the pole,”I'm cumming!” And she came, squirting her juices onto the stage. Sasuke was having the best orgasm of his life beating off to his mother. She was just so fucking hot. He shot his load right on the window like he was aiming for her. After he squeezed out the last of his load he was hit with shame. This was his mother. How could he look at her like this? He used a cloth that was on the side of the couch to clean his mess and threw it in a trash bin in the corner and sat down, his mind still reeling from the intense pleasure and shame mix. He jumped when he realized he had just been sitting there in a daze for a few minutes. Had someone been talking? He thought he heard someone. Looking into the room he saw it was empty. Almost. The audience must have go home to take their sexual frustration out on their wives. There were now only two people in the main room. His parents. His mother had stepped off the stage and they stood in front of it, where he assumed his father must have been sitting during the show. “An excellent performance as always. Mikoto.” Fugaku said as he put a robe over his wife's shoulders. “Thank you very much, Fugaku-sama.” She bowed her head to him slightly.”I am glad I can still serve the clan in this regard, despite my age.” “Haha, your age makes little difference. In fact you seem to become even better with age.” He wrapped an arm around her hips and kissed her gently. “You are to kind, Fugaku-sama.” She smiled up at him when he pulled away. He grinned at her. “Let's see if you're still saying that later. Now come. You have more duties to fulfill at home.” He started to pull her away but she held him back. “Fugaku-sama.” He looked back at her questioningly. The playful smirk on her face was to die for.”Why must those duties wait till we're home?” Fugaku paused for just a second before pulling her to him and yanking the robe he just put on her off. He shoved her against the side of the stage and gave an open mouth kiss, forcing his tongue into her mouth desperately like he was a drowning man and she was a breath of fresh air. Sasuke gaped at his parents. They're going to do it right here? Right now? He was about to hurry out the door until he heard his mother moan, “Oooohhh, Fugaku-samaaaaa....” He paused while reaching for the handle. He slowly turned around to look at his parents again. Fugaku had turned Mikoto around while taking his dick out. He pressed her against the stage again as he thrust himself into her moist opening. She had moaned his name on entry, making his dick twitch inside her. He started to pound into her hard. She was already all warmed up from the dancing and ready to be fucked. Sasuke was feeling that heat again. 'Am I really getting turned on from watching my parents have sex?' He asked himself. He reached down to his member and felt that it was already hard. He gave it a couple pumps and groaned, shutting his eyes. He didn't think it was possible to get hard again so soon after an orgasm. He looked again at his parents. His father had grabbed his mother's leg and pulled it up while he fucked her, giving Sasuke a clear view of their joining. Sasuke started to jerk himself off again. Tonight was going to be a long night. A/n: Left you with another tease cause I'm evil. Probably gonna have to wait longer for the next chap. Should I make the Chapters longer? 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