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Short, Smutty Stories	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 72052 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Well, here's a second chapter of this particular short story. There's one more chapter left, so stay tuned! This one's a bit shorter than the previous one, but it should be good nonetheless. Enjoy!
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Once upon a time, Kiba had walked into the kitchen to find his sister and mother screaming at each other. Fists flying, the table upended, paint being scrapped off the walls, thousands upon thousands of ryo being wasted on repairs afterward. He honestly didn’t remember what the fight had been about -- but that day, Kiba had resolved that there was nothing that could possibly be worse to walk in on.

Until the day he woke up, pulled on a shirt, stepped out into the kitchen, and saw his mother gingerly lowering herself onto a cock.

He blinked once.

Sasuke made eye contact with him, and smirked.

And then, Tsume moaned as her folds parted and her body embraced Sasuke’s member. Right beneath them, Hana was seated on her knees -- suckling one of her lover’s balls, even dipping under to lap at his shaft, even as her mother sunk lower and lower upon it.

“Morning,” Sasuke said, leaning back a little.

Kiba turned, and walked in the other direction.

Two days later, Kiba walked into the kitchen again. The previous day, Sasuke hadn’t been there -- so he was reasonably hopeful that it had been a one time occurance.

That was not to be the case.

This time, Kiba walked in to see Sasuke gently feeding his cock into Hana’s lubed up asshole -- his sister bent over the table, gripping the opposite side of it, clamping her teeth and throwing her head back.

Tsume was at the stove, cooking breakfast as per usual… but she was naked. With cum dripping down the back of her leg, leaking from her bruised and battered asshole.

“Morning!” Tsume said, smiling at Kiba -- breasts bouncing as she turned to look at him.

Kiba turned, and walked in the other direction.

The next day, Kiba walked into the kitchen.

This time, it was just in time to see Sasuke fire a hot and sticky load across Tsume and Hana’s faces -- the two of them having given him a combined tit and blowjob, dead smack in the middle of the kitchen.

Sasuke groaned and fell back into a chair. Tsume immediately went back to work on his cock -- Hana stood up, and stretched.

“Morning!” Hana said to Kiba.

Kiba turned, and walked in the other direction.

And the next day…

He stepped into the kitchen, only to see a rather scandalous sight -- for what seemed to be the millionth time in a row.

Tsume, laid out on the table. There was no breakfast being cooked; it seemed they’d dropped that pretense. Hana was positioned in between her mother’s legs, lapping away at her folds, Tsume moaning and groaning beneath her daughter’s caress. And Sasuke was right behind Hana, pounding away, swatting her ass as he bottomed out inside of the Inuzuka again and again.

Sasuke glanced in Kiba’s direction.

“Get started on breakfast why don’t you? Make yourself useful,” Sasuke told him.

Kiba’s stomach rumbled.

He wasn’t sure if he could go another day without breakfast; and besides, it wasn’t as if this was the first time he’d watched his mother or sister get pounded. That DVD Sasuke had lent him had been on replay quite a bit -- though, Kiba had managed to resist the temptation to do anything past watch it.

Or, in other words, he still hadn’t jerked off to the sight of his family getting fucked by Sasuke.

Not yet, at least.

“Go ahead, Kiba,” Tsume said gruffly, though said toughness was interrupted by a little mewl as Hana teased her clit. “I’ve made you breakfast for two decades, so you had better not bitch out and refuse to make us some.”

Kiba swallowed.

“Yes, Mom…” he droned, stepping forward, turning his back to them so that he could tuck his erection into the waistband of his pants. Once he was done with that, the cooking commenced, and the entire time he was bombarded by Hana and Tsume’s combined moans.

“Fuck, yes…!” Hana groaned, as Sasuke swatted her ass and nudged that wondrous spot inside of her depths.

“Come on, pound her harder, Sasuke!” Tsume urged. “Pound it like you own it! Hell, who am I kidding? You do own it -- so prove it!”

Sasuke smirked. “You’re next,” he said with promise, looking Tsume squarely in the eyes. She looked right back at him, and grinned in that fiendish way. “After that time on Kiba’s bed, I’m not going to hold back in the least.”

“What?!”

Kiba wheeled around -- his erection more than obvious.

Sasuke chuckled.

“That was bait,” Sasuke said. “And you fell right for it, Kiba. Can I say I’m surprised? No, not really.” He let out another chuckle, still thrusting in and out of Hana. “Look at that… is it fun getting off to your mom and sister?’

“Y-you!”

“Oh, give it a rest, Kiba,” Tsume said, waving a hand.

“Yeah,” Hana grumbled. “The walls aren’t exactly thin -- we’ve heard you watch that DVD of us getting fucked at least a dozen times.”

Kiba turned vermillion. “Y-you t-two know about that?” he stammered.

“Of course they do,” Sasuke grunted. “Did you think I would give you that video without clearing it with them first?”

Kiba’s mouth was agape like a fish’s -- mostly because, yes, he had definitely thought that. He wasn’t going to blame himself for that one, though. After all, he still wasn’t sure if their entire relationship revolved around the hot, steamy sex they had on a regular basis, or whether there were actual feelings involved.

It could go either way. They couldn’t keep their hands off of each other, so the former was possible; but then again, maybe there was just so much passion, and maybe the sex was just that damn good. It wasn’t as if he would know how good it would feel.

“Come on, little bro,” Hana said. “Why do you think we’ve been doing this?”

“D-doing what?” he stuttered.

“Fucking in front of you,” Tsume murmured. “Making you come out of your room every day to watch your dear mom get a hard fucking, or watch your sister suck some cock. It’s because we know you like it — and we know that you’re repressing what you really want to do.” She tapped Hana’s head, and her daughter pulled away from her sopping wet folds; Tsume swung her legs over, and eased herself off of the table. “Do you know what I think you want to do, Kiba?”

“M-Mom?”

“Come here, mutt,” she said, wounding an arm around his torso. “And watch the magic.”

Tsume lead him right to the side of where Hana and Sasuke were, the latter still steadily thrusting away. She directed him onto his knees… and there they sat, less than a foot away from where Sasuke’s cock kept spearing into Hana’s core.

“Look at it,” Tsume murmured.

“M-Mom…”

She reached a hand over to his crotch, and jerked his pajama pants down; his hardened cock flung out, and Kiba’s face only turned redder.

“Kiba,” Tsume warned. “Grab your cock — and you’d better start jerking off. This is an order Kiba.”

“M-mom!”

“Here, we can do it together.”

Tsume slipped a finger into her burning folds, and without hesitation, began to touch herself. She let out a moan — the arousal seeping from her slit encouraged her to add a second finger before long, and then a third. It wasn’t long before she was pumping three of them in and out of her, moaning and groaning along with her ministrations.

Kiba swallowed.

Sasuke had begun to thrust faster and faster — and what a sight it was; watching the Uchiha’s cock disappear inside of his sister, and come back out an instant later, soaked in yet another layer of her arousal. And then he would pump it back in, and then pull it back out. He played with Hana’s breasts, he nibbled at her ear, he slapped her ass and yanked her hair — all of which she seemed to love, purring like a cat (the irony) and moaning in tune with everything he did.

He- he couldn’t help it.

Kiba reached a breaking point: that limit where he was just too fucking drunk with arousal to care anymore. It took him a moment to even realize that he was jerking himself off, but there he was. Tsume grinned.

“Atta boy,” Tsume said, a moan slipping out afterward as she continued to finger herself.

Inuzuka Kiba sat on the floor and jerked himself off to the sight of his sister getting pounded; Uchiha Sasuke thrusted into the warm, wet pussy of one of his lovers, her moans echoing off the walls. There was no question where each of them stood.

And although Sasuke had been going for a bit (read: a lot) longer than Kiba, both men were nearing their orgasm. For posterity’s sake: Kiba had only been going for less than a minute… that went to show you what holding off from masturbating for nearly a week could do.

Sasuke let out a grunt as he came inside of Hana, her greedy pussy milking his cock for all he was worth. He ground his hips against her, rocking the girl back and forth against the table.

Kiba’s member twitched once in his hand; and then, he fired a few jets of watery cum across the floor. It didn't go very far, in fact, about half of it splattered against his thigh.

Tsume reached a hand over, dipped her finger into her son’s cum and popped it into her mouth as if she were sampling a sauce.

“Jeez,” she grunted, wiping off her finger on the side of Kiba’s shirt. “Maybe you should try improving your diet a bit. I've told you that junk food isn't going to do you any favors with women…” she chastised.

“M-mom!”

“You sound like a broken record by this point,” Hana murmured, her cheek against the tabletop. “Fuck…”

Sasuke pumped the last of his seed into Hana, and then pulled out. Hot, gooey, massive globs of cum began to spill from her insides — leaking down the back of her thighs and legs, dripping onto the tiled floor.

The Uchiha took a step back, leaned against a wall, and gestured to Hana.

Tsume knew exactly what her lover wanted to see — and truthfully, she was more than happy to give in to his wishes. Especially considering it would only make him more aroused, which typically meant that both mother and daughter would get a round or two with their lover before they all went out for the day.

And so, the matriarch of the Inuzuka clan scooted forward. She put her hand on either of Hana’s legs, coercing her without words to spread them further — which she did. With plentiful access to her well used pussy, Tsume leaned forward, and began to lazily lap up the creampie Sasuke had so deeply injected into her daughter.

Sasuke was hard already; member pulsating, jerking upward against his belly. But he made not a move.

Kiba’s breathing quickened. His face was red, so red that the markings on his cheeks blended in with his flushed skin. The cum splattered across the floor and his thigh had begun to dry — his member rested against his leg, flaccid as could be, yet twitching, because if Kiba had a shorter recovery time (like Sasuke), he would have been already hard again.

“Fuck,” Tsume hissed. “Now there’s a man’s cum.” She ran her tongue along the entire length of Hana’s slit, her daughter shuddering against the table. “A good diet, good genetics, and a nice touch of just plain goodness.” She moaned, gyrating her hips slightly. “You could certainly take some tips from Sasuke,” she said to Kiba. “Unless…”

“Huh?”

Kiba was caught off guard — and as a result, Tsume trapped him. She lunged at him, hooking her arms underneath his shoulders and pulling him over to where Hana was bent over the table.

“Come on, Kiba,” Tsume said. “I know you liked to watch us get fucked; clearly, you’re practically rearing to go just a bit further. What kind of mother would I be if I didn’t… help you along?”

He frozen. Complete, and totally still.

It was… beautiful. To watch the hot white cum gush from his sister’s wonderfully satisfied pussy; to see it spill over her skin, to drip down to the floor. He inhaled — and there was that wonderful scent. He was an Inuzuka: he knew what a good smell was. And it was so manly, so masculine, the mark of an… of an… well, this was really fucking cliche, but it was the mark of an alpha, there was no question.

Tsume reached a hand forward, scooping up a heaping amount of cum that dripped from Hana’s cunt. And then, without hesitation, she popped her fingers into Kiba’s mouth — cum and all.

He froze.

“Tastes good, doesn’t it?” Tsume chortled. “Good boy — now, lick up the mess he made. I’ve done it, Hana has done it, and that means you’ve got to do it too.”

Kiba made no move to do anything; so, Tsume took things into her own hands. She grabbed her son by the back of his head, and forced his head into his sister’s cum-filled pussy, smearing his nose with Sasuke’s jizz.

It was reluctant at first: but gradually, Kiba’s tongue slipped out of his mouth. The taste… the taste… the taste. It wasn’t good by traditional standards, but it was musky — the kind of taste that would make a woman’s panties drop where they stood. The kind of taste that made a beta realize where he stood on the food chain in comparison.

“Come on, Kiba!” Tsume urged. “Don’t be a fucking pussy about it. Get in there!”

He shuddered. Sasuke was right behind him — watching him, as Kiba had watched Sasuke pound his mother and sister. Except Sasuke wasn’t watching anything like that… no, he was watching another man lap up the cum he’d deposited into the fertile pussy of a woman. He was watching another man disgrace and emasculate himself, and therefore empowering him.

Tsume reached a hand down, and wrapped it around Kiba’s now erect member.

“There you go,” she murmured, stroking her son’s cock. “Come on — you need to put more effort into it.”

Kiba gulped.

And then, he latched his lips to Hana’s slit — with quite a lot of hesitation, he began to drink down the creampie that Sasuke had delivered only a few moments before. He drank and drank, and yet the cum kept coming. There seemed to be no end to Sasuke’s load.

The man in question folded his arms across his chest, and sighed.

Finally, Kiba had been put in his place.

Sasuke turned, and smirked as he saw the glittering red light of the camera — artfully positioned to capture everything that had happened in the kitchen. When Kiba went to ‘review’ the DVD Sasuke had given him before, he would find something a little different.

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Not that he minded it.

No, Kiba had no qualms anymore. No shame. How much lower could he go, after all? He’d spent what seemed forever slurping up another man’s creampie — he had watched, again and again, as that same man had fucked his mom and sister in front of him. He’d been goaded, teased, and emasculated by his mother and sister, who had practically pushed him into it.

And he didn’t care.

So, as the video came on, and Kiba was forced to watch his humiliation from an outside perspective…

He began to jerk off.

Stroking his cock as fast as he could go, red faced, wild eyed — he was beyond all hope now. There was still quite a ways to go before he was completely submissive, but Sasuke had already made the biggest dent to the Inuzuka’s psyche.

And, on the other side of the wall, the thumps started.

Two assaults: one undertaken entirely through noise, with his mom moaning incoherently on the other side of the wall. And the other on the DVD, where Kiba watched himself give up every last bit of manhood.

It was less than thirty seconds later that he came, splattering a watery load against his belly.

And it would be thirty minutes later when Sasuke finally came, depositing a warm load into the fertile womb of Kiba’s mother…

As things should be.

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