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Uzumaki Heat	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 33040 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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            She went to bed angry, lying on her back in her nightgown, glaring up at the ceiling, crossing her arms under her breasts. She was so angry, she couldn’t even masturbate, even though the heat of her crotch was there, reminding her that she was Uzumaki too. Uzumaki heat, and all that. Stubbornly, she tried to ignore that growing tingling as the night welcomed perverse thoughts to creep into her head. Past encounters with her husband, before he was her husband, when young need made them reckless in public. And even reckless when they were older and he was responsible for the entire Village…
            And what recklessness was passed on to their son?
            The thought of her oafish boy made her glare harder and turn her head like the ceiling was accusing her. But while she tried to bat the visuals away, they stuck and only became more potent. First, he kissed her; like a man kisses his wife. And then like a man kisses his woman. Harder, and he’d pull her body to him so that she could feel his shaft pressing through the layers of their clothes; layers that impatience and muscle did away with in fitful shreds. She’d normally be in control, but if he was this desperate… No need for pretense, she was wet enough already. She’d turn around, bend over the bed, and submit to him.
            Huffing, letting a moment of useless conflict between morality and arousal go at it, Kushina finally conceded, kicked back the covers, and ushered her new crimson panties aside so that her fingers could stuff inside of her. Never mind the bedsheets; she’d do laundry tomorrow.
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            Sounds of somebody in the home! Kushina sat up before she could even brush her anxious clit. Intruders? Unlikely, though Kumo did leave her with some trauma that only Minato soothed in the dead of night. And what home invaders would think to storm in on an Uzumaki household?! Never mind that Naruto was the renowned savior of the known world! The dread of a Red-Hot Habanero serving up mashed tomatoes was spoken even in the frosty peaks of the Land of Iron.
            Ever nimble, she kicked and scrambled off the bed, raced to the door, and listened. The movement was still going on; whoever it was didn’t seem too interested in stealth, but he – the voice – was definitely whispering. “…like that, alright.”
            Naruto?
            Kushina was relieved, but only for a moment. The sense of danger had passed, so now the danger of her could loom. She’d just begun to fantasize, and he’d arrived in time to interrupt her. Probably to sneak in and go to bed after gorging at Ichiraku! She should have investigated! She should have made sure he didn’t eat at all! Go to bed hungry and desperate!
            Well, I’ll show him, alright! She had on a predatory smirk as she moved out of her room, the slick of her pouring arousal making her thighs glide smoothly against one another.
            She prowled the corridors silently, like a fox with a fox’s smirk that Kurama would have commended her on. She reached his door and made for the knob. That habit of not locking doors; it came in handy sometimes. He was just settling in… not even bothering to put himself down with a new pair of her panties. He would not have been disappointed had he gone for one.
            She jerked the door open.
            “Naruto! What are you doing coming home this late, alright?! Were you at Ichiraku again?!!”
            She rushed out her words before she could have a chance to fumble them. She couldn’t even gauge the situation she had walked in one: Naruto behind Hinata’s rump, both of them naked, Hinata on all fours with her pale body suddenly flaring red. His hard dick was already buried in the forest of dark hair, concealing his full size and girth.
            They were… They were…!
            “Mom!” exclaimed Naruto, catching the rumpled blanket and swinging it over himself – before she got a chance to size him up – and Hinata. Hinata vanished under the covers, becoming a trembling mass of sheets and shame. “I-I thought you were asleep!”
            Normally, her retort would be swift and vicious, probably with an ear pull. But this scene had startled her so and put a stone in her stomach. Was it… jealousy? Longing? Disappointment? She was cowed, stepping back, shivering from her own raging pulse. Her backstep tried to find purchase, but it was uncertain, warning that her knees might give out. “I-I…” She couldn’t come up with anything. And then something switched; that maternal instinct. Everything was alright! The world was a kind place! Nothing to see here! She tilted, waving her hand and smiling a fake, joyful smile. “Just let me know when you’re done, alright~”
            She closed the door serenely, paused outside it, and breathed out calmly.
            …
            And then she sprinted as she never sprinted before, with her bottom lip pulled up tight and her eyes focused on her bed. This time, she locked the door behind her.
            Heavy minutes of listening to Naruto’s and Hinata’s rummaging passed.
            Sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging her knees to her chest, staring expectantly at the doorknob, Kushina bore the brunt of the night. There was the scramble outside, Hinata profusely apologizing as Naruto chased her around, trying to ease her anxiety. But there was nothing for it. She wouldn’t stay and wouldn’t be bartered. She’d keep her modesty, humiliation, and manners – “I’m sorry, Kushina-san” and Kushina could even hear the depth of her bow outside her door – and leave to be alone. That wouldn’t be the end of her, Kushina was sure of that much. But then, she had also been sure that she’d expect grandkids with pink hair who shouted “Shannaro!”(“Cha!”) when in combat. But Hinata was fine… and cute. And, of course, she had the best ‘traits’ that men loved among Naruto’s generation.
            They couldn’t even lift off the bed in that position…
            Kushina ducked her head, tried not to think or remember just a handful of minutes ago… actually, hours ago. She’d been sitting and stewing longer than she thought. The images and sounds kept playing in loop in her mind, her attention so rapt on the unmoving door, she actually lost track of time and reality.
            Naruto hadn’t made to mend the awkwardness. As far as she could tell, he also was holed up in his room, thinking about the disastrous mess made between two women.
            Whatever he was doing, he wasn’t coming in… even though, at some point – maybe when her arms and legs needed to stretch – she got up, quiet as can be, and unlocked her room. Let him have a chance to come in and explain. She did tell him to let her know when they were done.
            Motherhood…
            She wondered, then, how Tsume would handle the situation. Belt her lewd son? Praise him for such a fine catch? Leave him be to finish the process? Or would she hop in, giving firsthand instruction? Too perverted, Kushina reprimanded, shaking her head of those perverse fancies. Yet… she had to wonder regardless.
            Her wondering had lasted the night and the next day. Not that she was just sitting there, brooding nonstop. She used the restroom, brushed her teeth, did all the things she could in her room, and even slept. She slept well, too, with the blankets still kicked back, hugging a pillow one-armed to her head, snoring and splaying her legs. If not for the unease of waking, it was almost like a relaxing day off…
            Until the door finally opened.
            Naruto didn’t bother knocking. While cautious, he turned the knob, and Kushina – awake at the time and almost ready to break to the heed of her stomach – sat at attention. She shouldn’t feel like this when her son was entering her room: anxious, scared, excited, hot. She was like the little girl who was going to be scolded by her father… rather than being the mother who deserved some explanation as to why her son was sneaking Hyuga heiresses in his bedroom.
            “Mom?”
            Who else? Kushina tried not to look overwhelmed by any one emotion. Her bottom lip stiffened up. She wasn’t a complete wreck, at least.
            “Naruto,” she answered softly. A good start; at least her voice didn’t crack, nor did she hurl something at him. He didn’t deserve that… The rational part of her thought so, at least. But dwelling on it… She couldn’t imagine she’d feel much different if she had walked in on Minato cheating on her.
            Naruto stepped inside; the door was barely opened to the breadth of his body, so he sidestepped and closed the door behind him. Kushina inhaled sharply.
            “Uh… Heheh.” Naruto obviously didn’t know where to begin. He didn’t feel right saying that he had a girlfriend, because that wasn’t what Hinata was. Close and personal, maybe; possibly exclusive to each other’s loins. But admitting that to his mother that he’d grown up without.
            “Sorry” was at least a start to a conversation, though a poor one. “I-I was having dinner with Hinata, and…” And outside, I started to fondle her. And she was nervous about getting naked behind Ichiraku, so I brought her here.
            Kushina scowled, unsatisfied. He could apologize, but she wouldn’t accept it. How could Hinata have…?! Kushina fisted and wrung the hem of her nightie. Maybe she should have dressed. She was vulnerable in this thin clothing. Nearly see-through; indecent before her son, though he had hardly the nerve to look at her after that embarrassing encounter.
            “I didn’t mean for you to see…” He trailed off.
            Just as well, for he wouldn’t be able to finish when Kushina rushed in with a frantic, “Then why didn’t you just lock the door?!” She came at him so fast with the question that she fell forward on her hands, leaning and causing her breasts to jiggle in her gown. Flushing, she brought an arm up to steady underneath them. Naruto probably didn’t notice. … Good… She settled back, her face pursed up in a self-conscious scowl. “Really, Naruto. You’re so reckless.”
            Naruto saw the chance for some levity and seized it, laughing in his impish way and saying, “I guess I got that from you, alright!” His reward was a painful pinch to his cheek.
            “I was never that careless, alright!!” She growled, twisting her fingers on him until he cried for mercy. Lucky he was her son, or she wouldn’t let go. Huffing, she crossed her arms and looked away from him, dwelling on her statement. It was a lie. When the Uzumaki heat hit, she was all sorts of careless, grinning mischievously as she encouraged Minato to take her in all strange and public places. Naruto at least had closed the door; there were times when she couldn’t even make sure the latch was made before she jumped Minato’s lap.
            There was a drawn-out silence between them again, and she thought for a second that he’d just slip back out the door like he had the other night, when she had expected something much more exciting to occur in her bedroom. Her pouty eyes looked up at him as if to make sure he didn’t make a move for escape. If they were going to talk about what was going on, they were going to get through it now. She would find out that her rambunctious son, like her, had found a solution to his irresistible urges – which didn’t include her – and she would be relieved for him, give him some appropriate, motherly guidance and wish him well with Hinata. Yet somehow, that felt cheap… and felt like she would have been cheated. She had put effort in to having Naruto notice her ever since she discovered his little panty obsession. Hinata, while cute and busty, didn’t have the flare to grab a boy’s attention!
            That was envy surging to the surface, but Kushina at least had the sense to keep it down before she’d blurt out something she didn’t mean. Hinata-san didn’t deserve her scorn.
            Stifling the obvious discomfort of the topic, Kushina asked in attempted-evenness, “Does that mean that Hinata-san is your girlfriend?”
            The topic was mutually uncomfortable for both of them. Naruto gestated with his answer, going this way and that, not sure how he’d describe the relationship; at least to his mother. “Well, not really,” he said after momentarily chuckling sheepishly.
            An answer that earned a mother’s rebuke again; same cheek being pinched. “What are you doing, messing around with the Hyuga without honorable intentions! Jeez!” She turned away, letting go of his cheek and folding up her arms again. “You really have picked up bad habits without me around.” She furrowed up defensively. “It was that Jiraiya-sensei, wasn’t it? Old pervert.”
            “No, no,” Naruto nervously laughed in defense of his late master. “It wasn’t Ero-Sennin.” Not entirely, at least; his behavior was pretty influencing to a growing, impressionable teen. “It’s just…” Naruto looked directly at his mom, and found her looking right back. There was a tense spark between them as she awaited his further explanation. He struggled… struggled to keep his eyes from dipping to the plunging vee of her night shirt. Her folded arms had plumped up her breasts. Her normal daywear didn’t accentuate her womanly figure like this – aside from those clinging black spandex that she sometimes wiggled into. His breathing hitched, and he was becoming aware that the unfinished business of Hinata’s visit was rearing again.
            Kushina noticed a sudden strangeness in his behavior. His settling grin was becoming strained, changing to a wrenching line and his cheeks were beginning to blaze with a passionate pink that highlighted the lines of the Kyubi.
            He confessed when the heat started to boil in his stomach. Surrendering control to Kurama’s rage wasn’t nearly as intoxicating as his. “Sometimes,” he gave out in a steamy breath, “I can’t help myself, alright.”
            She knew exactly what he meant. It wasn’t like she could control herself for long when she reached that age and imprinted all her lust on innocent Minato. But Naruto was different. Her thighs clutched together. She felt the perspiration at their juncture. That bothersome heat was starting to build; something in the air, in the room. She could tell her nipples were sticking out against her flimsy dress, so she avoided bringing attention there. Her arms slipped down to instead futz with the hem of her gown. Cold? No, hot.
            Naruto was sweating.
            It was hot…
            “Is it… just Hinata-san?” She needed to know.
            Naruto looked at her. A look of shame and apology. She knew the answer and swallowed deeply in preparation.
            “No.”
            She couldn’t contain herself then. The heat was clouding her sense, distracting her from the ‘what ifs’ of the immediate future. “Then why…?!” She started, caught herself, and then forced it out. “Then why were you taking my underwear, alright?!”
            Both recoiled simultaneously like a kunai had just swept between them. Naruto couldn’t mask his anxiety under a façade of jokes and goofy charm with this. His lips pulled away from his clenching teeth, hissing and stammering. He had been paranoid, like everyone else who indulged in their predilections, every time she cleaned up or asked an out-of-blue question. But this was the real thing! He was found out! Pulse racing but he felt all of himself heavy.
            “I…! I…!”
            Of course he wasn’t going to get anything out right away. Kushina tucked back, frowning but not in anger or disappointment. It was more the look of insecurity of one who did not allow herself to feel insecure anymore. “I found it a few days ago when I was cleaning your room…”
            His neck tightened. He knew he shouldn’t have risked it.
            “And I…” She sealed her mouth shut then. She wouldn’t tell him. It was too embarrassing to confess even now. She wouldn’t tell him that the panties she was currently wearing, riding up her backside, soaking in her arousal, was meant to be a present; something to thrill him as much as herself. But if he had Hinata…! And others! She became frantic and desperate again, needing to know what was going on! “Why did you take my underwear?! If you…! If you had girls already!”
            Naruto waited, steeling his nerve. His gaze was downcast, ashamed. At his sides, his hands were grabbing at his trousers. And, though she wanted to keep eyes locked, she noticed the anxious lump pushing out against his right pantleg. He’s just nervous, alright. It-it doesn’t mean anything. She forced her eyes to remain at his. She couldn’t be the vulnerable one here.
            The fists pushed down, away from his pants. He’d found that certain resolution; the ‘tough choice’ to be honest. Really, he was caught, and he wasn’t about to throw blame at Hinata or Sakura-chan; neither had anything to do with his panty raids. “Because,” he started, and then trailed off. It was harder to commit. She wasn’t any distance away from him, so near he could reach out and touch her… or grab her. “They… They were…!” His lips suddenly came together, smooshed tight like a pufferfish.
            Kushina couldn’t believe it. Her draw started to drop as it dawned on her mind. Jiraiya-sensei behaved very much the same way when she caught him doing something perverted like this in her panty drawer. She asked him the same question she had just asked Naruto: If you have others, why mine?! Their answer was identical: “Because… they’re yours.”
            Jiraiya received the beatdown of his life for that response. But for her own son to admit it like that. She felt far from upset. She felt… flattered… and relieved. All that pining without reciprocation; Naruto was just dense, not uninterested. Her woman’s intuition was just as keen as ever!
            She understood the gravity and what it meant to Naruto to have confessed. She had to let the room breathe for a moment, calm down from his revelation. So instead of contemplating, she made a play for levity like her son. “Is that so? You get your good taste from your father, then!” Kushina’s tone changed back quickly enough, unable to keep up the façade of jest and lightheartedness.
            Naruto wasn’t sure that joking in their current situation was appropriate, and not when he delivered such a taboo bombshell. But there was no denying it: she was drop-dead gorgeous, and he had told her so repeatedly in their ephemeral meeting. At first, it was giddy butterflies at finally meeting her. But that effect quickly transpired to hard lust and desire. He quenched what he could with Sakura-chan and Hinata. But there was just something he was not getting from them, and that was her; Uzumaki Kushina.
            And here she was now. Now that she hadn’t erupted in a burst of rage and contempt – which would have likely left him in the hospital with a concussion and amnesia – he had a chance to acknowledge her form. His mouth shut as his eyes went over her form. No, this gown did nothing for his imagination. Every curve and supple swell were right where the gown showed it. Her clothes thighs held onto the gown, pinching it toward her groin – the only part of her left mysterious. He knew right where her nipples were; he could reach out and pinch them if he was in the mood to get a serving of smashed tomato. But there they were, sticking out from her chest.
            Kushina wouldn’t pretend not to notice his objectifying gaze. That he was so bold to do so, after confessing his predilections, was a testament to how desirable she was to him. She could grant him a reward for that courage and flattery.
            Or else, they would be wasted.
            Kushina behaved very much like Hinata, tucking her chin in and looking at him with big, doe-like eyes. He couldn’t appreciate the rest of her when she was looking up at him so vulnerably, so intimately. “Would you… like to see something I got for you yesterday?”
            He blinked. The last thing he was expecting at a time like this was a gift! But a gift from his mother – growing up an orphan – was something he always wanted. True, she gifted him here and there with clothes or the occasional – very occasional and restricted – coupon for free Ichiraku. But right now, this seemed like it would be a very personal gift, very meaningful. He didn’t know what to expect, because there were also times Sakura-chan would draw him in with kindness before giving him a royal beatdown.
            However, when he skeptically nodded, she didn’t lean into him with fist or headbutt. She reclined. Slowly, she reclined, moving one leg out in front of her, and then the other. Naruto reddened right away just from the fact that it was such an indecent posture. He even was going to say so to preserve her modesty until she reached down, plucked the hem of her nightgown, and rolled it back. Naruto gave a blubbered start, heaving as more and more of her smooth and slender thighs were uncovered, and just when he thought she’d stop, she went even further.
            Her legs were open, knees hiked up, brandishing the apex in full view for him. What should have given him a nosebleed – and put Ero-Sennin back in the grave should he have seen – caused a very different, more obvious reaction. He felt it pulse against the inside of his pants, hurting with discomfort. He could have made a grab for it, adjust it to point upward and trap it in his waistband. But the sight of these panties, this unchartered frontier for his gaze…! He had to map it, memorize how the fabric blocked off her nether lips, but flashed her contained pubic hair – which hazed in the mix of scarlet silk. They hugged her crotch tightly, pulling into the subtle meat of her waist to show their impression as well as her slight suppleness.
            “I-I got them yesterday when you went off with Kiba,” she told him as if in admittance. “I… thought you’d like them and want to play with them, alright.”
            Naruto was beginning to wheeze, his fingers twitching to grab onto something for stability and comfort. That was a wet stain on her erotic underwear, spreading from her center. And it closed and squeezed up at the back. If he didn’t do something to calm down, he feared that the abundant precursor to his ultimate relief would actually turn into his ultimate relief and be wasted down the inside of his pantleg.
            “Well?” asked the impatient Kushina who needed to know if this was a waste or not. “Do you like them?”
            Naruto felt a hot flash and cold chill. It was only guilt and common morality that kept him from answering straight away. That common morality – pesky thing it was – advised him to tell him mom to lower her gown, that she looked beautiful in it, and that it would excite any man. But common morality be damned, and Naruto got out a choked and very honest, “Yeah…!”
            Kushina grinned, blushing like a virgin bride, and nodded. “I’m glad, alright.” The fingers holding up her gown eased down and eased aside the crotch of her panties, exposing the hot, wet pussy that had been aching for him all this time. The hair was drenched by her arousal, her lips engorged and open. Her insides, just from visual observation, were puffy, firm, and soaked. She played with her little pink pearl, giving it an eye-grabbing tap that made Naruto’s gaping mouth gape even more.
            “Can you…” She stopped, met his eyes, and they both trembled in their mutual heat. “Will you…?”
            Naruto needn’t wait for more than that. Even waiting for her to partially ask was a crime to him! Whatever had happened, whatever sin he had committed the moment she lifted her gown, he could not be blamed! He didn’t undress; he went straight for his pants, straight for his buckle, fly, and button.
            Kushina couldn’t wait either. She wouldn’t dare let herself – or Naruto – turn back now. She saw the eager lump in his pants, and she was determined not to let it be wasted on Sakura or Hinata. Hers and Naruto’s hands tripped over each other to get all that confining bother out of the way; when they opened, she reached for the sides of his pants and helped get them off. However big he was or how small he was, she wanted him, and absolutely everything that came with it.
            Luckily, it was the former, she was happy – initially shocked – to discover when his boxers came down and his erection swung up to his lower belly and thwapped his sun seal. He must’ve been close to twenty-one centimeters (8 in.)! He didn’t get that from his father – who was no less impressive, in her eyes. But still, the slab of meat rearing in front of her made Kushina’s breath hitch with excitement. This thing… is Naruto’s… She wanted to caress it, coddle it, suck and worship it for making her pine for it. This smell… Is it Hinata-san…?
            Naruto didn’t give her time. His cock was twitching and his patience had reached its end. He’d imagined this moment, fantasized and spoiled her panties on countless occasions imagining any scenario where he could have her like this. And like any fantasy that could drive one to madness, it did not occur as coordinated as planned. He always thought he’d take his time and show awe to every part of her. Instead, with his jacket still on, his pants caught between his ankles, he rushed on the bed and bulled Kushina over, mounting her, breathing like a restless beast as he made his aim. A miss, though the slide against her pussy and clit energized Kushina more. Her thighs were pushed up over his; better access to her gash. She reached down and touched him – he found it a miracle it didn’t trigger him – and applied him to her hole. Quickly, their eyes met, chasing a moment of intimacy before committing.
            Naruto went in without hesitation, and he came instantly. He needed this and wanted her so bad. It was like his cock could discern the difference between other girls and his mom and could not withstand the glory of pushing in. She was so wet and hot, tightness all around him! He strung webs in his course inside of her, his thick and blunt head charging the cervix with a stockpile of streaming cum.
            “It’s been so long, alright!” sobbed Kushina, clutching onto her son as he ejaculated inside of her. She arched her back, also in the throes of orgasm when he pushed his twitching piece in. She felt him already slickening her walls with his cum; that was fine by her. The gestating and anxious waiting had made her hypersensitive to his touch. The moment he pried through her threshold, she knew she wasn’t going to be able to prolong the sensation. She threw her arms back overhead, grabbing at her blankets and twisting them like she wanted to tear them. His throbbing was so powerful! She felt it against her walls and new right when a new splatter of incestuous heat would quench her body’s thirst. And thank heavens, he made it to her womb in time to spill his essence into it. She curled her hips, eagerly harboring his seed, hoping in her desperate heat for a successful breeding.
            It seemed Naruto was likeminded. The cords of his neck flexed, his face drawn in determination as he bumped at her wall insistently, forcing every tadpole he could to swim up into her inner chamber and continue the Uzumaki legacy.
            But, after hovering over her for a moment, he slumped, fell partway, gave one of his reassuring smiles to compensate his apparent fatigue, and then dropped on his mom with an “Oomph!”
            After a reflecting moment of heavy breathing coming back down to steadying breaths, Kushina carefully unwound her fingers from the bedsheets – her passion had twisted them to tight knots – and put her arms around her precious boy. He was still seated in her; her walls flexing, but he was stubbornly stationary.
            “Sorry…”
            She could barely hear him, his face nestled and voice muffled in the crook of her neck. Sorry? She gave a short laugh and held him to her; arms and legs embracing. “Heh! What are you saying sorry for? I was starting to worry it was never going to happen, alright!” And it wasn’t like she didn’t share in his completion. Not even her talented husband had brought her to such heights in so short of time!
            Yet… Naruto seemed unencouraged, pulling against her hug, dragging himself down towards the edge of the bed, making his exit from her insides. She made a soft whimper when that corking head of his popped out of her and let his abundant semen run out of her hole to saturate the bed. The lewd stream actually leapt out of her initially, her insides so filled with him and her body’s tightness quickly returning.
            It was an erotic and satisfying feeling, but Kushina – training her eyes to no apparent point on the ceiling – became conflicted with worry. Her normally chatty son was quiet and sluggish and quick to pull out of her. Oh no… Did he regret what they just did? Not Kushina; she was prepped to take his weight all night and let him soak in her while they slept and rested. Another man, not her husband… Yet she didn’t feel guilty for it at all! There was a powerful sense of relief when Naruto first pulled his cock out and pushed it up against her pussy. No foreplay or reflection or anything! Just basic instinct to be inside of her, no matter the cost. He did it so that he couldn’t work up the will to back out, she gratefully guessed. And she wanted to tell him, even in repose, that she was so happy that he had! That sexual tension that had her so vexed was finally sated! If it was for her that he lamented, she’d tell him that it was wasted!
            It was amazing, alright!
            He slid off the bed, leaving her cold and alone. Desperate not to feel that way, to at least cuddle a bit and give her a chance to explain the Uzumaki heat to her boy – which should hopefully ease his guilt – Kushina hurried her elbows beneath her to prop herself up, calling out to him by name.
            The next instant, she threw herself back on the bed with a strong bounce, crossing her eyes with a silly face, and calling out to him by name. She was absolutely mistaken. Naruto wasn’t sulking; he was just getting started with her, shoving her legs wide open, presenting her pussy – thong disheveled, but enough out of the way – and shoving his tongue up against her clit. Naturally, he evaded long, explorative strokes with his tongue, remaining fixated and doting on the point of greatest pleasure.
            And, to Kushina’s mind-blazing surprise, he was incredible at it! She had always thought he’d be clumsy and shy and even need instruction when mouthing down there! It seemed he learned – or maybe was just a natural – some tricks with his lovers. He pushed her nub back and forth, flicked it with deliberate, upward strokes, peeled back the hood with his thumbs to have unhindered access. And Kushina was already on the cusp of release – the surprise of his attack a great booster – when he eased a finger (and then a second) into her, twisting them and coaxing at the sensitive ridges inside of her, churning his batter inside of her, pressing her walls apart and smearing his cum into them.
            What’s he doing?! Kushina absently thought as her chest took quick and heavy, broadening breaths. Her back was arching off the bed, her hips jutting and chasing the adoration of his mouth. He’s going to…! He’s going to make me…!
            “Again, alright?!!” She snapped like a rubber band, pulling off the bed in tension before coming undone and curling toward the sensation of pleasure and release.
            “Oh!” Naruto’s big blues went wide, instinctively pulling back when his mom’s convulsing cunt burst with wetness. Ah, she’s like Hinata, he observed while watching her squirt over the front of his shirt and on the bed. Of course, in her throes, he couldn’t help that cheeky grin of his. “Hehe! You’re a squirter~” he teased, assisting the duration of her messy climax by twisting his fingers and fluttering them within her undulating pussy.
            “Don’t say that, alright!” Kushina sobbed, even though the lewdness helped her achieve an extra influx of pleasure. Right in front of her son’s eyes, she streamed out her pleasure, showing him just how she looked in full ecstasy. The initial embarrassment of it – she had shoved Minato’s face in between her tits and cried “Don’t look, alright!” the first time she had such a showy orgasm – didn’t hinder her at all when she got a glimpse of Naruto’s eyes gazing down, smiling at her writhing. “Ghnnn~!!” She actively rode those final tremors, really wanting to wrench out the last of her pleasure – incidentally letting his fingers experience how tight she could become – and then falling back in a satisfied heap. There was even a smile on her face.
            Chuckling proudly, Naruto eased his fingers out of her. As expected, they came out streaked with a thick mix of her and him. The semen clung on a string sloping between his fingertips and her snatch; the string broke and dangled before he wiped it on his jacket. He already needed to throw it in the laundry now that his mom made a mess on him… Not that he wasn’t obscenely proud of that, grinning as he shrugged it off and made to take his shirt off too.
            His dick was feeling hard and heavy now. The difficult part had passed. He had gotten inside his sexy mom and filled her up with his seed. Now, with the ease of his nervous erection abated, he could introduce her to a more confident cock.
            Kushina wasn’t even aware of the impending predicament, too busy basking in a healthy, long overdue afterglow of dual orgasms. I can barely get to one by myself, she reflected joyously among her huffing and puffing. Her limbs all tingled. She was so comfortable and tired that she could just stay there all night, just like that, and sleep like a baby!
            But that only lasted until she felt hands on her. “Huh?” She looked down at her son. He was naked – only covering left on him were the bandages of his right arm – and taking an interest in her gown; an interest in removing it, smiling to himself as he guided it up over her hips, swallowing excitedly as he exposed more and more of his body to his lustful gaze.
            “Naruto?” In mindless obedience or simple instinct, she lifted her bottom to help get her clothes out from under her. He left her thong where it was, though it was stretched and messy now. His reaction upon unveiling her breasts seemed a bit patronizing; she’d gotten an eyeful of what Hinata was packing under those bulky clothes of hers.
            But, Kushina considered with a bit of an arrogant flush, Naruto did seem honest as he salivated upon her disrobing. Her breasts had augmented some since bearing Naruto through her loins, though she never got the chance to employ them in feeding before her milk dried up. Simple B-cups upgraded to C’s that felt comfortable and just a bit heavy when she raised them in her hands. Nothing compared to the backpain of Hinata-san or Tsunade-sama for sure. But they wobbled and moved without bra support and did all the things that men liked about breasts – which was why she kept them so conserved, restricting access only to men who had complimented her hair.
            “Wow,” Naruto uttered, a look of interest on his face as he lowered to her chest, delicately prodding one of her risen nipples with his fingertip. “So these are what Mom’s boobs look like, alright…”
            “Mm! Don’t-don’t say such things, alright,” she whimpered, anticipation already making its rounds again and bringing sensitivity to her flesh.
            Naruto just smiled and disregarded her shyness. He caressed her pink nub and pressed it like it was a button before stretching out all fingers and smoothing his palm against the entire breast; he did the same with the other, laughing a little as he playfully kneaded them.
            “Mmm~♥” Kushina stifled her apprehension behind her lips. Minato was normally so reverent and careful with her tits! Naruto, on the other hand, used them like playthings. She knew there was no reason for her to be embarrassed by it, not after he had put his seed in her belly and demonstrated the dexterity of his tongue! Still though, it was quite a thing to watch her own child be so appreciative of her body.
            Finally, squeezing a breast firmly to plump up her nipple, his mouth latched. Hot and wet, tongue already rolling against her nipple. She yelped right before containing herself to biting her finger. Can’t make too much noise! Though the apartment was empty, she knew she could wake the dead if she allowed herself to act on her feelings.
            Naruto rhythmically squeezed and massaged the breast he was nursing on, his dedications so thorough that it seemed like he was trying to get some nourishment out of her. He’d be sucking all night and longer before he got a drop. Maybe when the possible child he put in her was birthed would she encourage him to give it another try, to breastfeed him like she had looked forward to when she was pregnant.
            He switched, but for the other, he was more erotic; less latching, more kissing and licking and even biting. Not hard, but when his teeth closed on her, she sucked in a harsh breath and arched her back. And to aid with these rapturous feelings, his left hand slithered between her legs and began to pat at the white mess still oozing out of her. “Oh, Naruto!” She never thought she’d hold onto him like this! It was the parents’ job to be the support for their child, yet she was clinging needfully to him, shivering as his hands ran up and down her sides when they were not molding her breasts.
            His tongue flattened and dragged slowly against her nipple, gleaming up at her, knowing it was the visual that was even more stimulating than the rub. He was right. Her looking right into her son’s eyes sparked an almost-orgasmic rush to her loins. Her hips swished this way and that, finding that the panties he’d left on her were more uncomfortable than ever: providing friction, but hardly enough for her to settle on. Her thighs rubbed desperately.
            He picked up on her desperation, lifting his foxy grin with a laugh and knocking her knees apart with his own. His patience was checked now; he could tease her more when he was dialed back like this. Leaning forward, he found her heat, and just when she lifted her hips to provide him a good angle, he refused to enter. Though he was already dripping with renewed vigor, he could taunt his whining mom. “You know,” he began huskily, and then met her lips, refraining from plunging just yet even as she groaned out in frustration, “I wanted to do this after we went to the hot spring.”
            Kushina clutched at him, her violet eyes locking to his blue ones, her head nodding eagerly in understanding. “You came in here. I thought you were going to…” She bit her lower lip and felt her son carefully stuff his head into her; nothing more than that.
            “What?” Naruto asked breathlessly, the smile gone, his anticipation peaking.
            She panted heavily. “I thought you were going to try to fuck me.” Another inch rolled into her; a reward for her honesty. Another confession followed: “I wanted you to, alright.”
            Naruto gasped out, sinking in probably more than he intended, wanting to get more information out of her. It was alright. She had a loose tongue right now and wanted him to know. “I was even looking at your cock—ah!—when we were in the bath!”
            He couldn’t help himself with that. He had a suspicion that her eyes seemed intrusive and nervous on that visit, but wrote it off as his taboo imagination. The panties he took that night received the payload of what he could have imagined to have happened in that bath.
            He pressed further and further with controlled – albeit trembling – hips until he smacked up against her cervix again. Filling her out made her opening squelch and spit out some of his leftover cum. “So you bought the underwear to seduce me?” he asked her, already knowing the truth.
            She nodded eagerly. “If you found them,” she gasped, already reaching for the bedsheets as Naruto began to withdraw, “I hoped you’d get jealous—pant!pant!—jealous enough to fuck me, alright.” Well, she did get her endgame, that was for sure.
            The bright look on Naruto’s face shifted. “No one else,” he told her, and began to beat her pussy to emphasize his claim on her. She shook her head back and forth, whimpering in pleasure and swearing, “No one else!” He slammed her in reward, making her scream out. “Only you, Naruto! I need you, alright!” Her tits rocked up and down to the pace of his thrusts until he grabbed one shifting breast, massaging it and ogling the other’s continued free motions.
            She grabbed the sides of his face so that he couldn’t look away. She was so very sincere and desperate when she implored him, “I want to have your baby!”
            Naruto shoved his mouth against hers, and she held onto him, moaning into his lips as he pounded his cock into her. He had already acted on the intention to breed her, but hearing her confirm it fed his passion. He kissed her for as long as he was able before he pushed her down – she took the chance to wriggle the gown all the way off – and hurried his hips.
            Hinata had missed out on a good night, Kushina gloated as she came. Her hips thrust, moving separate from Naruto’s methods, stuck in the shock of her own nerves. “So good!” she slurred, her tongue stretching from her mouth until it was sealed back in Naruto’s. He kissed ravenously, sucking on her and being very aggressive with his tongue. She puffed, struggling to breathe while enduring a climax that didn’t hitch his pace in the slightest.
            “I wanna do this every day,” he whispered to her, his lips barely apart from hers, “until you’re pregnant.”
            Again, she nodded eagerly and kissed him again as his warmth began to flood inside her once more.
            He stayed in her longer this time, both of them breathing easily again, though he hadn’t gotten off of her. Like mother and son, they cuddled; his head on her breast and her hand petting his hair soothingly. She reflected on what they said to each other: I want to have your baby; I wanna do this every day until you’re pregnant. The pit of her stomach was certainly hot with a good batch of his semen, and his cock was a suitable stopper to keep it all inside of her. She waited for that feeling of urgency to come, of realizing their mistake and getting nauseous, running to the toilet, and hurling; of at least saying that she didn’t want his baby and that it would be horribly wrong of them.
            That feeling never came. Instead, she closed her eyes, prayed quietly to conceive, and then pressed on Naruto’s shoulder to roll him off of her. He moved like dead weight, groaning out in displeasure when his semi-wilted cock came out of its comfortable sheathe. “What’s wrong, Mom?” he complained. He was honestly on the cusp of falling asleep while inside of her.
            “Hmph! Do you expect that we’re done?”
            A blue eye peeked open.
            She was off the bed, smirking down at him with her hands on her wide hips and her long red hair tied up in that attractive ponytail of her younger years as a kunoichi. Amazing that her tits and body and pussy were on full display – though her pubic mound was obscured by the still-worn thong – yet her flashy eyes and smirk were what started to put life back into Naruto’s penis. “I expect more from my son, alright,” she said, and then went down on her knees, pulling on Naruto’s to slide him closer to the edge of the bed; until his legs were halfway dangling and her mouth could reach his dick.
            “Mom,” he wheezed, sitting up and knowing what was going to happen.
            A nice dick; Kushina reveled in the scent of it as she plucked it from its arch and held it straight up. It smelled pungently of raw sex, semen, and him. And though the size was different, it reminded her of her dear husband. Doing this for Naruto—her violet eyes flashed with wicked delight up at him to watch his expressions play out—it almost felt like doing it to Minato for the first time. Her lips slipped over the head, and immediately she felt the organ begin to stiffen faster. Her first taste of him: cock and semen. She loved both; loved it enough that she had to disengage with a whorish moan to lick up the sides, gathering every bit of sperm she could to swallow. Not before showing Naruto, though… She held out her cum-covered tongue to him, let him watch his potential children slosh around in her mouth, and keeping his eyes on her, she closed, swallowed, and opened again. Not a trace left.
            With how strict and temperamental she was, Naruto would never have expected his mom to be able to act like such a seasoned slut! He knew it was wrong to try to visualize the acts she had done with his father, but then, it was also wrong to let his mom’s mouth slide down on his cock and give him the best blowjob he’d ever gotten! Her ponytail bobbed with her practiced movements, swinging when she’d turn her head in corkscrew motions so that he couldn’t get used to her mouth. Was she challenging herself? Trying to see how quickly she could make him cum?! If so…
            Naruto surged, his hips leaping from the bed to her mouth. He fought to at least keep one eye on her as she knowingly restricted herself to his tip.
            … she had broken all previous records. Her right hand slipped from opening his thighs to cradle his sac and massage the balls. She felt them pulse, his cock swell. Her lips formed a tight seal at his rim and her tongue flashed against his slit just in time to swirl up his premier shot. Naruto moaned loudly and made a fist at the base of her ponytail; he was smart enough not to pull, but she did like the tension.
            No showboating this time; Kushina downed the salty drink as quickly as it spurted, though she had to concede that she had expected her son to be running on empty by now. “Mmph!” She sunk a little lower to bring his tip closer to her throat; quicker to swallow. Is this male Uzumaki vitality?! She very well could be pregnant!
            Fastest to make him cum, but her mouth had a limit. “Blahh~!!” she went, giving up trying to swallow it all down. What was contained in her mouth spilled out as she pulled back, dropping a torrent of Uzumaki seed down her body, onto her breasts to drain down to her stomach and into her panties and pubic hair. Absentmindedly, she pulled on his dick to keep the flow going and drain her son, but he was better practiced at it, grabbing above her fist and angling it more extremely so that the few last shots could land where it counted: her face. A sloppy mouth needed a few bursts of cum landing against her cheek and eyes to really complete the image. But when he was done and slumped back onto the bed with a grateful sigh, his mom groaned loudly in dissatisfaction.
            “Ah, Naruto! Look at the mess you made!”
            Naruto did look and made sure to commit the image to memory: his pony-tailed mother, leering up at him from her knees with one eye plastered shut under a shot of his cum, her scowling mouth dripping his essence down to her high, supple breasts with semen-glazed nipples, the heavier trails of his outpour pulling down her flat stomach and the barely-visible stretchmarks from her pregnancy, to finally soak into silk and pubic hair, rolling into the creases of her sex to drip to the floor from between her legs.
            Kushina chose not to acknowledge Naruto’s flagrant attraction to her messy body, lest she wanted to not get anything else done in the morning. He’d inseminated her twice, made her cum a number of times that she actually couldn’t count, and she reciprocated with her mouth in the end and gave him a lewd visual that he clearly appreciated. She decided not to look straight at it, wanting to believe that the thing that was sticking up was finally starting to quiet and that the Uzumaki Heat was cooling for him.
            It would come back; she was sure of that. Her husband had been well-aware of it himself, and her longing hadn’t gone with him when she revived and he didn’t. Naruto would sneak back into her room, but hopefully not for panties next time. She didn’t mind losing an hour… or more… of sleep to assist her son and help him sleep.
            But…
            “I can’t go to bed like this, alright,” she announced, standing up with her eyes pompously shut, her stance of a stern, inconvenienced mother who would consider the tidiness of the room. Up and down, his eyes went.
            That thing wasn’t quieting, nor was the heat cooling. Her attitude alone kept it stoked and burning.
            She held her hands up to her chest, grimacing at the slime clinging to her body. She felt it running down her – some still coming out of her from the last bout – and thought that she couldn’t just lay down, close her eyes, and fall asleep like this. A creampie, she could have. The circulating warmth and the thought of her lover’s seed nosing at every nook and cranny of her insides gave her comfort and a thrill that put good dreams in her sleep.
            Her ponytail was tossed as she turned sharply for the bathroom adjoined to her bedroom, declaring her intentions to wash up first. “Just make the bed a little, and you can take a shower in the morning, alright,” she said from the doorway, turning only her head to her son.
            Naruto’s eyes were interested elsewhere. He hadn’t had a chance to size her up from behind. To his pleasant surprise, her ass was just as shapely as the rest of her! Not any great exaggeration, but her cheeks were high, round, and taut with just the barest minimum of a jiggle with her steps.
            He didn’t say anything to her, but Kushina trusted that he’d make the bed comfortable – too many rumpled sheets and wet spots to just fall asleep where they lay. Luckily, their incestuous rutting was confined nearer to the foot of the bed. The wet spots wouldn’t be any trouble until the morning.
            The water turned on, she tested the temperature with her hand, and then walked in with a sigh. Never mind the cum, she needed this after marinating in her sweat for the entirety of the day, writhing this way and that on her bed, thinking of her boy wedged up inside the stuffy Hyuga Hiashi’s firstborn. And then following that was the nervous sweat of confronting Naruto, and finally – most gratifying – the sweat of heavy sex; the kind of sweat that made joining bodies glide against one another, made her tits up smoother against his chest.
            She giggled to herself like a smitten schoolgirl as the semen washed in slow droves down her body and slopping to the drain. Worry over nothing, it seemed. She knew her son’s heart by instinct, but had hesitated because of her own insecurities and indecisiveness. After all, with Minato, he had made the first move, and she pulled her in the wild whirlpool of the Uzumaki Heat.
            Her eyes went to the drain to watch the water circle with Naruto’s sperm.
            Two Uzumaki spiraled faster, she considered with a contented grin.
            She had just gotten the shampoo in her hair when the shower stall was thrown open. Some suds over her left eye; she couldn’t risk a two-eyed stare. “Oh? You want to shower now?”
            She just heard Naruto’s usual, hardy laugh, which was declaration enough of his intentions.
            “Yah!” She was pressed against the wall, her ass jutting behind her. Frantically, she turned to him. “Again?!”
            His hardness found her entrance, angled, and gave her his answer. She wailed. Immediately, she clamped up around him while his hands went up to her chest, squeezing at her nice and clean and slippery breasts. He made it halfway inside of her before he felt the counteracting effects of a running shower during sex. He made a face of discomfort, but she compensated for him, bearing her hips down, groaning to have him fill her out completely again. Now joined, both of them waving and adjusting their hips for comfort, he said, “One more time, alright.”
            Kushina was a bit wiser than that, though, knowing he was up to shenanigans. Panting, reaching back to hold the back of his neck and hoist her right leg up into his hand, she scowled at him – her blush weakened the intensity of her eyes – and firmly said, “Last time! Then we sleep, alright!”
            They couldn’t keep to that restriction.
            Whatever schedule Kushina had hoped to salvage come morning, it did not come to pass. At some point in the night of vigorous rutting, they had found a consensual stopping point and slept. They fell asleep wholesomely, cuddling and petting – Naruto daringly going to suckle on her breasts some more until she swatted his nose and said “Don’t even try!” – and then reverted to their normal, sprawling sleeping habits. Kushina came out the better in that instances, with Naruto’s face smooshed under her stretched arm, his body half covered by hers when her legs kicked out. She had woken up first, though, stretching, yawning, and just unable to smile. After every romp, she dreaded that the guilt and shame of what she had done would arrive with rest. Nope. Still glad, still satisfied, still harboring her son’s essence greedily inside of her.
            Is this what Tsume-san feels? Is this why she does it?
            Her head turned to him, and she just smiled some more. And eyeing his morning erection – He really doesn’t stop, alright. – she was happy to take care of it for him, straddling him openly and lining him up with his own, personal love sleeve. Anytime, she decided as she arched her way deliciously onto his cock, easing slowly to not rupture his pleasant rest. Anywhere… He filled her out, and she gave a relieved sigh. Honestly, she was a bit raw from the nonstop activity last night, but there was something so refreshing about morning sex that would just put anyone in the right mood for the day.
            Either it was her skill of stealth, or Naruto was just that tired and a deep sleeper, but he didn’t wake up as she rode him. She didn’t bounce and flail like some paid, unrestrained whore, though; she moved gingerly, slowly, treating it more like a massage. Naruto’s face only tensed up when he was close – he lasted about five minutes – and his eye cracked open. “Mom?” he grunted out, his hands instinctively clamping on her hips.
            She, with her sex flush making her face extra cute, just giggled and continued until she was forced down – she allowed it – and took the upheaval of his release. “Oh~♥” She ran her hips forward and back, limited by Naruto’s inescapable grip, but having the talent to move her backside in provocative gyrations. His orgasm didn’t last long, though his rest seemed to be enough to replenish his semen reserves. Honestly, Kushina would be shocked if she wasn’t made pregnant now.
            Huffing but satisfied, she leaned over her son. She made an example of easing her full breasts down to flatten on his chest as she kissed her panting boy’s lips. “Good morning,” she said afterwards.
            With a spring in their step, they made ready for the day. They mopped up their genitals with tissue – though Kushina made a jest of asking if Naruto believed her panties would do a better job, to the effect of him blushing – parted ways to get dressed, and then reunited in the kitchen. Naruto was starved, and feeling the same, Kushina rolled up her sleeve – orange shirt, black spandex, and ponytail today – and promised a banquet.
            He was fucking her not long after she cracked the third egg. “But breakfast…!” she cried, holding onto the edge of the table for support after Naruto had laid her upon it and left her spandex and panties clinging only to one leg. He just chuckled and promised to be quick. And he was, though extracting himself, Kushina eyed the messy cock and decided that he couldn’t go around with such a mess in his trousers. Rather than use tissue – or panties – to clean up again, she went on the floor, spatula still gripped in her fist as she held his hips, and began to blow him. That swishing ponytail became quite crucial to the control of their blowjobs; he’d seize it and slow her down when she was a bit too much for him to handle in such a sensitive state.
            For this following oral, though, she didn’t bring him to completion. “Just to clean you up, alright,” she informed him, looking much too erotic when gazing up from his crotch with cum-glistening lips, his penis heading towards her face, and just one leg covered and her snatch oozing his semen onto the floor. He made a mental note to remember this moment the next time – which was unlikely to be too far off – he mated her.
            Truthfully, Kushina, feeling as good as she did, was hoping that after breakfast, she and her son could go on normally throughout the day, to prove that their shared taboo wouldn’t change them. She might have to wait for another day; they didn’t leave the house. Naruto almost seemed determined to share with her every trick and trade he’d learned from Hinata and Sakura and even by reading Ero-Sennin’s books. She had been done everywhere, in every room, in a variety of positions. When finally tucking in again for the night – she lamented that she wasn’t able to make dinner tonight, while lunch was served with her bent over the table, Naruto eating the grilled sandwich above her – Kushina was worn out.
            Panting as her son snored contently next to her, she had to wonder: Is this what Minato had to go through with the Uzumaki Heat?
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            “I’ll take some leeks and cabbage, alright!” said Kushina merrily to the grocer, who just as merrily met her order and asked if she was taking good care of Konoha’s finest hero. She giggled to herself with a proud blush. “You bet! Still trying to balance out his diet, though!” No secret that Naruto was a glutton for Ichiraku and ramen; she and the grocer laughed. And when the transaction of patronage was done, she moved to other shops and groceries in the market, prepping for another fine meal at the Uzumaki house. She seemed so very excited and relieved, unlike the trepidatious little mouse she had become when she carried those woes for her son’s perversions.
            It was balancing out… maybe. Naruto was convinced not to bang her every second of every day. “We still have things to do outside the bedroom, alright,” she told him when they were both on her bed, sitting up and naked. “We can do it at night and sometimes during the day! But we can’t do it like we have for the past two days, alright?”
            Naruto nodded in understanding even though he seemed upset by it. Well, Kushina turned that frown upside down when she laid back and opened her legs for him. It was, she reminded him with a sly smirk, nighttime, after all.
            So now, while he was a bit more energetic in the bedroom – to put it mildly – he was being conditioned not to hoard all of her time to being his Uzumaki breeding bitch. She would set up more restrictions – like they did need to sleep in the night, and she should be able to shower without it being an hour-long process – but currently, they were reaching a good equilibrium.
            “Ah!”
            Kushina stopped, her smile vanishing from her face as she heard the frightened gasp and came face-to-face for the first time since the incident with Hyuga Hinata. The shy girl trembled – Poor thing. – and looked like she was about to break down and cry in front of Kushina. However, she composed herself and gave a respectful bow to the Uzumaki matriarch. “G-good morning, Kushina-san!” “I’m sorry” were the spoken undertones of her entire demeanor. She carried shame and disgrace for what she had been caught doing with Kushina’s son.
            Kushina stared at her for a long moment, like she was thinking what should be done with this Hyuga harlot. Slowly, she approached, and with her head still bowed, Hinata prepared for a mother’s scorn, whether by tongue or by the cold dismissal she had become accustomed to by her father as a child. She was not expecting Kushina to pat her shoulder, nor was she expecting to be met with a warm smile by the beautiful redhead.
            “Please take care of Naruto, Hinata-san, alright,” Kushina said with sincerity and warmness.
            Hinata, who was supposed to nod and be grateful for this blessing, just stood in wide-eyed shock. And that was enough for Kushina, who giggled in passing and went to finish her shopping.
            A good reaction. Tsume, watching Kushina from within the crowd, could smell the change of the Uzumaki. She wouldn’t be bothered by her for advice for her indecision anymore. And that should be a good thing. The mother was there for the son in their heat. That should be enough.
            Tsume turned away, a subtle smirk on her painted lips, and began her own grocery shopping.
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            Kushina liked Naruto eating her out from this position: her upper body relaxing on the bed while her ass lifted like a horny bitch. He hadn’t cum in her yet – he pointedly abstained to achieve a maximum payload – so his tongue swaths were long and intrusive. He sifted through her fold, turning them through and caressing her clit in circles.
            This must have been thanks for such a generous meal, she praised herself. True enough, she kept him fed and healthy with her delectable meals – now uninterrupted, as part of the standards for their relationship. He had better vitality than when he just ate at Ichiraku; at least she thought so. And his tonguing was so thorough and relaxing!
            Until…
            “Yah~♥ Naruto! What are you doing?!” She looked back at him with a flush of embarrassment.
            Naruto didn’t answer her. Unless she forcibly took him away, he would just keep circling and flopping his tongue against her anus. Her reaction was well-worth it alone. She sounded so funny when she was surprised. And then, though she was shy about the feeling of being licked there, she leaned into it with a satisfied groan.
            Not like it was her first rimjob, but she and Minato had taken months to work up to it. He was so prim, and she was a little nervous about sharing certain fantasies with him sometimes. Now that Naruto had seized the initiative, she chose not to be embarrassed and just let this erotic feeling go uninterrupted.
            He sure had a keenness for ass-licking, she decided. He spent more time there than he ever had when licking her pussy. It didn’t even seem like an affront! She loved it! And she shivered when his tongue pressed dead-on and writhed to get inside. She tucked her face into her folded arms beneath her to stifle a giggle reacting to the feeling.
            He then lifted with a loud exhale, the lower half of his face wet with his saliva. “That should do it,” he said vaguely, running the back of his arm over his sloppy chin.
            “What?” breathless Kushina asked, turning from her arms to look back at his cheeky grin.
            “Heehee!” He was high on his knees, forcing her hips down a bit to slope in conjuncture with his plans. She felt the ready press of his cockhead, blunt and strong, but it was not seeking its usual wet entrance.
            “Huh?! There?! No way!!” Not that she hadn’t fantasized, nor had she and Minato never not try it, but… It was the one time Kushina backed out. Minato had pressed and pressed, but when his head finally got through, she screamed so loud that there was no way someone hadn’t heard and was running over to inspect a possible injury. They hadn’t tried it since, and died before they could again.
            Naruto seemed confident that she was ready now, though. He pressed harder, feeling the tiny hole give way just slightly. “Yeah,” he breathed to her, meeting her worried eyes with his flashy ones, “Hinata loves it like this, alright.”
            Hinata-san?! Kushina had trouble believing that the anxiety-ridded girl actually liked splitting her plump cheeks and letting such a large cock running up her backside! Did she scream like I did? Kushina shook, but fortified her posture. She leaned into the mattress with her cheek, her hands going back to spread herself. She pushed back – thankful that he had been so liberal with the application of saliva back there – and tried to relax that hole enough to take Naruto’s long and thick dick up there.
            “Ah~♥!! It’s so big, alright!!”
            Outside, there were some who heard her cry when her timid asshole began to open and embrace her son’s penis. But it was the voice of a frenzied Red-Hot Habanero… Smarter to just keep moving along and not investigate.
            “I’m in, alright,” Naruto panted after shoving in two inches, his head certainly locked behind the convulsing anus, and Kushina flashed with angry elation, “I know you are, alright!!” Whimpering, shifting her butt side to side to try to find some alleviation to the pain of this hole being spread so much, she said weakly, “Just go slow.”
            “Right.” Naruto wanted to ram it all in, just to hear her reaction. He did that with Hinata sometimes; she’d gasp out his name, quake, and would often succumb to instant orgasm, spraying his balls with her release before he even began to really pound her.
            But his mom – the newbie – he’d show a bit of restraint. Not easily; there were times when trying to wedge another inch in, he got impatient, growled, and surged, bullying her tight guts apart to make way while Kushina howled and screamed at him not to go so fast.
            “But you’re getting so deep,” she also confessed. No matter the speed, he was shoving her open further than she though. Her rim felt like it was burning with pleasure from his arduous passing. She could only imagine what it’d be like when he started thrusting, pulling back and forth through her bowels.
            Her fingers squeezed anxiously into the meat of her buttocks.
            Though she wailed in protest, the final inches of Naruto’s cock had to shove into her in a melting sigh – “That hurts, alright!” – and keep himself there for a moment. Just for this romp, he’d not try to get her pregnant. Best as he could without hurting her, he began to pull back.
            Kushina’s breath froze in a gasp! This sensation…! It felt like her insides were being pulled into a vacuum! She chased his cock, but Naruto held her fast and maintained slow, partial extraction. “You’re so tight, Mom,” he breathed.
            Of course, alright! Kushina mentally sniveled. It’s my first time! Naruto could probably guess that on his own.
            He didn’t pull out as far as he would with Hinata; he came to halfway before plunging back in and filling the space that her insides tried to close back up. “Oh♥” Kushina bounced. She listened to Naruto chuckle and tease her reaction, but she couldn’t come up with a comeback when he slid out again, and then rushed back it. He seemed to be going carefully, but her body was quickly acclimating to this sodomy. The searing sensation of her asshole had turned into actual, intense pleasure rather quickly, and she was learning the appreciation of his balls banging up against her drenched-wet pussy; the lips kissed his sac, and when he retreated, there was a lingering string of her arousal clinging to them and beckoning them back.
            Smack-smack-smack… “Uhn…” SmackSmackSmack…! “Ah!” SMACKSMACKSMACK!! “Not so fast!”
            But Naruto didn’t listen. He was attuned to her body; something about anal made a deeper connection to the resilience of the other’s body. She could take it now. Maybe not at full force, but she could take a good ass pounding. She grunted and cried out and came quickly, squirting just like Hinata, squeezing him with her colon.
            “More!!” she screamed in her orgasm.
            He wasn’t expecting that. Perhaps she grew accustomed quicker than he thought! He wouldn’t disappoint! He yanked her hips back to him, her cheeks clapping into his pelvis. His own stream of moans soon clashed with hers, though they both liked listening to the sounds his cock made going inside of her and her butt colliding with him. Her flushed skin was becoming slick with sweat, difficult for him to hold onto. Luckily, her backward, willing thrusts helped keep the tempo, and the increase in perspiration helped keep her hole lubricated.
            Was her body growing hotter?! Or was it him? He didn’t know, but it was intoxicating. His mom was in her second throes. Good, he thought. No reservations about cumming now! He procrastinated his release best as he could, but the clutch of her ass was much too convincing to hold off for very long. He dug in deep, Kushina yelling happily in response, and then started spraying her snug insides with the bounty he’d been stockpiling.
            Heat all through her, rushing up her bowels! Kushina gasped, bringing her hands down from behind to grasp at the bedsheets beneath her. What a feeling! The tide gushed and roiled, sloshing up the narrow tract until it was backed and started to flood back out of her around him.
            Naruto grunted, making severe thrusts to keep his seed nice and deposited inside of her. In the last raging bursts, he kept still and deep, watching Kushina quiver as she accepted having her bowels topped off with cum. Then, with only dribbles of white leaving him, he slumped into her and let it be known that he was sated entirely for the night.
            “That was amazing, Mom,” he snickered, thinking that he could just drift off while still plugging her backside.
            But the momentary reprieve of mutual orgasm was hardly a long duration. Kushina flung him onto the bed harshly, bucking him off her backside, and began pulling at his ear. As he cried for mercy, she warned him, “Don’t try that again without warning me next time, alright?!”
ccc End of ‘Uzumaki Heat’ ccc
It is the end of ‘Uzumaki Heat’. This is had a lot of hard choices for me to make; I even made a poll for one of the decisions (whether Naruto would be a virgin or not when Kushina got to him). The Bonus Content, it was between anal or a DP with a Shadow Clone… Some (or many) will say I made the wrong decision. But, as a whole, I hope this is a chapter that many of you enjoyed.
As always, it’s reviews that often determine the speed of updates. I hope, with this conclusion, I made up in some small way for the embarrassingly long time it took for me to complete this story. Please know that I appreciate the time you readers take to leave a review, as do other writers. Now’s when I say ‘Ja ne’… but I don’t do that ‘American who tries to act Japanesey’ schtick. So I’ll just say thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed.
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