Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Cougar	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 46357 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I own any of the characters in it. This is a purely non-profit work, meant for entertainment, and I reserve the right to delete and/or edit it as I see fit.

Chapter List
- 1-Cougar I
- 1
Tags: cheating and slight NTR, not to mention an obscenely large cock. You have been warned.
___

She’d never pictured herself to be that woman.

The cheater. The kind of someone that her husband shouldn’t trust, but was simply too naive not to. The woman that dealt in lies and secrecy, that slunk in the darkness while Minato shone in the light, whose body and maybe even heart was so eager to commit adultery even if her mind was screaming ‘no’.

But she couldn’t stop herself.

She remembered how it happened—how could she not? It was just two days ago.
___

Her son had come home, late, beaten up and bloody. His friend had slung Naruto over his shoulder; he was beaten and bruised as well, but to a lesser degree.

“Training?” Kushina asked, as she held open the door.

“Mhm,” grunted Naruto’s friend. “Kakashi’s a slave driver.”

Kushina smiled slightly. “Take him upstairs, to his room. And don’t you go disappearing yet, either—I’ll have to take a look at you. Make sure nothing’s broken.”

“Fine.”

He dragged Naruto up the stairs. The boy had been here quite a few times in his youth, and thus, he found his way quite easily to the blonde’s messy bedroom. Dragging him inside, he laid him on the bed.

Kushina was right behind them. Brushing her son’s friend out of the way, she took inventory of him, poking bruises and grasping his jaw, giving him a once-over.

He was a beautiful boy, she thought, just like his father. Big blue eyes, blonde hair, tanned skin. Even covered in dirt and grime and bruises, he had a certain sense of appeal to him.

He wasn’t quite unconscious, but he wasn’t all together there, either. He groaned every now and then, especially when she poked a sore spot, but his lips formed no words.

“He’ll be fine,” Kushina decided. “He won’t have to go to the hospital, at least.”

She turned toward him.

Her son’s friend acquiesced as she went about inspecting him.

He was a pretty boy; there was no other way to put it. Dark, dark eyes… dark hair… fair skin… chiseled, symmetrical features that wouldn’t look out of place on a statue.

She’d known him his entire life, yet at the same time, she didn’t really know him. He was her son’s friend; he was her friend’s son. Uchiha Sasuke.

“Can I shower here?” he asked. “My parents won’t take kindly to me coming home like this.”

Kushina let out a slight giggle. “You’ve asked me that a hundred times before, Sasuke-kun,” she said. “Of course you can shower here. I’ll wash your clothes while you’re in, okay?”

“Sure.”

He stepped out into the hall; she heard the bathroom door open a moment later. Waiting patiently, she waited until the door closed behind him.

Kushina stepped out in his wake—they’d done this enough that there was a bit of a routine to it. He’d strip down, leave his clothes in the hall. She’d scoop it up, wash it while he was showering and getting himself into a presentable state, then hand it to him through the door. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Except…

She’d been—experimenting a little.

With so-called ‘household’ jutsu.

Aka, using her chakra powers to speed up a few needlessly time-consuming tasks. She’d been washing muddy clothes from the second Naruto had learned to walk—truly, she’d been trying for years to find a way to speed up the process of washing them.

Now she had.

The details weren’t important; it was a clever application of water jutsu and a hint of seal work. Simple stuff for an Uzumaki like her.

Needless to say, she got the job done a good while earlier, far before Sasuke had even finished his shower.

She wasn’t the most ‘private’ person.

The amount of times she’d burst in on Naruto masturbating or doing any of those things—Naruto practically had PTSD flashbacks from that sort of thing.

Privacy wasn’t even in her vocabulary.

She walked up those stairs, Sasuke’s clean and nice smelling clothes bundled under her arm. She went up to the bathroom door; she knocked thrice. Then, she opened it.

“I’m going to leave your clothes on the towel rack~!” Kushina cooed.

Then she stopped in her tracks.

A brief description of the bathroom is necessary.

It was small—narrow. There was a sink, the toilet, a towel rack, and then the shower. Smooth white tiled floors, marble walls, it looked rather nice. Most importantly, the shower had two curtains. One was opaque, the other was clear and see-through.

Naruto and Minato had gotten so used to Kushina walking in on them while they were in the shower that they had simply gotten used to pulling both curtains back.

Sasuke had not.

He’d only pulled back the see-through one.

And he was facing toward her.

She saw everything.

It was a struggle to keep herself from shuddering.

‘Oh my god.’

He turned his back to her, but the damage was done. “Alright,” he said, rather awkwardly, ears turning pink as Kushina averted her gaze.

She practically threw the clothes on the towel rack, then ran as fast as she could the hell out of there, only just remembering to close the door behind her.

Kushina went to her room.

“Holy shit,” she said out loud, sitting down on her bed.
___

And that brought her to now.

What was there that needed to be said?

Sasuke was hung.

Not just hung.

Just—

Holy shit.

He was huge; so big and thick and just… juicy looking.

Her leg twitched as she sat on her bed. She should have done something. Called him out. ‘Called him out for what, idiot?’ she thought. ‘You’re the one who burst in on him.’

Called him out for having the biggest cock she’d ever seen. Called him out for filling her mind for two days of the most dirty, filthy, disgusting thoughts.

To be fair, it was probably a good idea she hadn’t tried to call him out, or say anything.

If she’d stayed in that bathroom a moment later… she probably would have ended up jumping into the shower with him then and there, and sucking his fat cock dry. Maybe. The temptation was there.

God, she was horny.

Why was her husband always so busy?

He should be here, pounding her.

Not working. Like always.

Her leg twitched.

She bit her lip.

Kushina leaned back; she closed her eyes. Arousal was seeping in her loins.

She tried to picture a scene. Minato, hovering above her, grinning in that boyish way of his. Cock erect and ready. She was even more wet and ready than he was erect. They were kissing, sparring with their tongues.

He was inside of her—she was moaning.

Then she could feel herself being stretched out. It almost hurt. But it felt so good.

She looked down. Minato’s perfectly average cock had been replaced by the monstrosity that Sasuke possessed. Now it was Sasuke above her. Dark eyes condescending, a smirk on his lips. His enormous member being slid inside of her too tight pussy.

“S-Sasuke…” she whimpered.

Kushina sat up in an instant, sweat rolling down her cheeks.

‘God…’ she thought, rubbing her forehead.

What was wrong with her…?

___
The jump from ‘fantasy’ to ‘reality’ was not quite as far as most people thought.

Decade long relationships could be ruined by a single, impulsive decision, much as they could be saved by one. It was a toss of the dice that could decide the future of their entire lives.

He was over at their house again.

“Is Naruto here?” questioned Sasuke.

Kushina shook her head. “He left this morning,” she said. “Said he was going to go train with Jiraiya.”

“Hm.” Sasuke frowned. “I suppose he forgot the two of us had plans, then.”

“I guess.” Kushina chuckled nervously.

There was a pause; Sasuke gave Kushina a quick once over.

She was beautiful, there was no doubting that. Red hair shining in the sunlight. Curves ample and just hidden beneath a casual green dress. Her violet eyes equally mischievous and anxious.

“I’ll be seeing you, then—”

“Why don’t you come in?” she said suddenly.

Both of them froze slightly. That awkwardness still hung between them.

“... sure…” he mumbled, after a moment.

A moment later, they found themselves in the living room. She’d made a pot of tea about an hour ago—it was lukewarm now, but at least she had something to sip at. Sasuke was seated in the chair Minato normally sat in; she was on the couch.

“You know what I saw, Sasuke-kun,” Kushina said.

Sasuke froze up. He paled slightly.

“Yeah,” Sasuke muttered. “I know.”

An awkward pause.

“It’s so—” Kushina couldn’t bear to look him in the eye. “I thought I had imagined it at first. It was something unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.”

Sasuke chewed the inside of his cheek. “That’s not the first time I’ve heard that.”

Another awkward pause.

Mostly because Kushina was staring directly at his crotch.

How had she never noticed that bulge before? That magnificent bulge.

“U-Uzumaki-san?” Sasuke murmured.

“Can—can I see it?” she asked.

He froze. His first instinct was to think she was merely joking, but it was plain that she wasn’t. Her tone was serious. And now that she was staring him in the eye once more, Sasuke could see exactly how… lust filled they were.

This was no homely housewife in front of him.

This was a horny bitch.

One that had seen a big, fat cock, one that—

He cut himself off there. Mostly because his conscience was telling him that this was his best friend’s mom, the Hokage’s wife. That even looking at her in that way was probably punishable by death or worse.

“No…” Sasuke mumbled, though his voice lacked firmness.

Her face was red; it had dawned on her exactly what she'd said.

“I… ah- sorry!” she mumbled.

She took a few deep breaths to try and calm herself, to no avail.

“Just let me see it!” Kushina blurted. She moved forward toward him, violet eyes shining.

Picture his position.

This breathtakingly gorgeous redhead is practically begging him to show her his cock. Forget that she was his best friend's mom. Forget that she was the Hokage's wife.

He couldn't help himself. Perhaps it was pride; maybe arrogance. Something possessed him to gently undo his trousers, right then and there.

Kushina watched with bated breath. She could already feel that unfamiliar wetness pooling.

It just… slipped out.

He unzipped his pants, he reached inside, and he fished it out as casually as if he were taking out his wallet.

Kushina felt as if the wind had been sucked from her lungs.

It was one thing to see it from a distance. Then, it had been massive. But to see it from so close…

God.

She felt herself moving closer. Closer. She inhaled that glorious scent; so manly, so masculine.

He was so big. An anaconda that rose from his crotch. And he was soft, flaccid. What would he be like hard? She wanted—had to know.

Sasuke gasped as her hands suddenly wrapped around his shaft. It was almost comical how small her palms and fingers were in comparison to the monstrosity that they held.

Kushina stroked him. It was with wide eyes as she watched—and felt—as Sasuke hardened.

It was beautiful. She could have sworn tears were threatening to streak down her cheeks.

She was so goddamn horny in that moment. Would Sasuke mind if she stood up, hiked up her dress, and sunk herself down on that glorious dick? Probably not. Then again, Minato had never liked the idea of doing anything in his chair...

Oh God.

Minato.

She didn't even say anything. She just turned tail and literally fled—up the stairs and out of sight.

Sasuke shuddered. His hard cock throbbed quite angrily.

He was at an impasse.

Go after her, or leave.
___

He didn't knock. He simply pushed open the door and stepped inside.

What was he doing? This was so wrong. It was a betrayal of his best friend; of his honor; of the village.

But he couldn't help himself.

For years, he'd been pent up, dealing with teenagers his age that blanched and cowered at the sight of his cock. He was no virgin, but most girls only dared to sleep with him once or twice before they backed off.

He couldn't settle for a girl. He needed a woman. A fully matured, bad bitch that didn't flinch.

He realized now that Kushina was more concerned about her husband than about his cock. She was entranced by his member, sure, but she wasn't scared of it; quite the opposite, actually.

She kept running away because of… Namikaze Minato.

Sasuke tried to rationalize it; he was good at that. He knew Minato worked day and night, as Naruto had rambled on and on about that fact. He knew Kushina had been bored and lonely for years—another tidbit Naruto had supplied him with.

Maybe he was just helping them out by doing this. Minato would have a happier wife. Naruto, a more loving mom. Kushina herself would be happier in the end.

That's what he told himself as he climbed onto her mattress. Kushina was there, curled up in a ball.

She looked up; she gasped as Sasuke loomed over her.

Her resistance was shot from the moment he pressed that cock up against her leg.

Sasuke pulled Kushina towards him. She was practically whimpering with need.

With one smooth moment, he hiked up that green dress she was so fond of. It bunched up around her waist. Her silky violet panties were near totally soaked through with arousal.

He was in no mood for foreplay, and honestly, it seemed Kushina would be livid if he even tried.

With two fingers, he yanked her underwear to the side. His cock was so long and hard—he felt almost light headed from how erect Kushina had made him.

He pressed his member against her sopping wet entrance.

Her lip wobbled; a whimper escaped her.

She could only shudder as he began to slide into her. Stretching her out. Making her—his.

“S-stop…”

He did.

Kushina threw her head back. She gasped, she moaned. Even him just sitting there, throbbing with only an inch or so inside of her, made Kushina kewl like a conquered little bitch.

Sasuke panted. His face as red as Kushina’s hair.

“I don’t want to stop…” he whispered, leaning down, pressing his head into her luscious crimson locks. He inhaled deeply. “But you made me stop.”

He was an Uchiha. Not a gentleman by any means, but still with a code of honor. He wouldn’t force himself on her if she didn’t want it.

But she did want it.

“T-take me.”

That was all he needed.

Sasuke ground his hips forward; Kushina could only moan and buck and whimper as he continued to push into her. So big and so fat. She was no novice—she’d been having sex for decades, even if the rate had slowed considerably since Minato had become Hokage. And yet, he made her feel like a virgin. He was stretching her out. It hurt, it brought tears to her eyes, but at the same time, she was lost in the pleasure of it.

“Damn,” Sasuke swore. He put his hands around her waist. Not even a fourth of him was inside of her, and yet, she already felt so full.

She could only gasp and grovel as this young, well hung stud, continued his claiming of her.

Her body felt like mush. Her brain was so overloaded with pleasure that her eyes were crossed. There was no forming coherent sentences with so much fat cock inside of her.

It was obscene how much he stretched her out; her pussy lips forced to the point where it seemed as if they were on the brink of tearing.

“God.” She was so tight; tighter than anything he’d experienced, aside from when he had taken Sakura’s virginity. It was incredible. So wet and so hot. He was losing himself.

His cock throbbed angrily, pulsating, almost as if it had a mind of its own; it wanted to be deeper, just one-quarter was nowhere near enough to totally satisfy it. It wanted to be buried balls deep inside the pussy of this lovely redhead.

But his will was iron. Perhaps not strong enough to stop himself from fucking Kushina in the first place, but certainly strong enough to not destroy her.

Depending on your definition of ‘destroy’, of course.

“I-I can’t take anymore…” she whimpered, rolling her hips. He had come to the same conclusion—he’d been rolling his hips forward for several seconds, but no longer would her pussy accept more of his shaft. She’d need time to take more. He was about a third of the way buried inside of her. The rest of his cock presently not stuck inside of her was steadily becoming soaked with her arousal, juices leaking past the plug his shaft formed.

He began to withdraw; just an inch or so. Then he shoved that inch right back in.

She bucked and moaned. She didn’t even have feeling in her legs or arms anymore—it was as if her body had shut down everything but the parts that transmitted the overwhelming pleasure to her brain.

It was ludicrous, how helpless she felt. Being impaled by him. Stuck good with that massive cock, made to mewl like a whore on her marital bed.

Kushina knew when it was coming.

It was obvious.

The female orgasm—a wonderful thing. Minato could get one out of her pretty easily, but they’d been married so long that he knew all of her sweet spots. This was Sasuke’s first time with her. The only thing he knew about her was that she liked a good, fat cock. Nothing else.

And yet he was about to make her cum.

When she did cum, it wasn’t with a moan. It was with a whimper; a shudder. Her entire body shook violently, as if there was an earthquake going on. She probably would have rolled right off the bed if Sasuke’s cock still wasn’t jammed inside of her, holding her in place.

He rested a hand on her hip, the other on her shoulder. He stared down at her, not moving, not doing anything but… examining. Watching this A-ranked kunoichi cumming on his cock was a vision that seemed heavenly.

When she finally came down from that high, Kushina was spent. Physically and mentally.

“Stop…” she whispered, lips hardly able to form the words. “I can’t go on.”

Sasuke nodded slowly.

He began to pull out of her. Every second, every inch, was like torture to her. So much pleasure—her sore cunt just couldn’t take it. She was practically begging by the time he finished pull that fat cock out of her sopping wet slit.

Kushina panted.

“I didn’t cum,” said Sasuke quietly, lowering his head. His throbbing and still so hard cock rested against Kushina’s thigh.

Now it was Kushina who was at an impasse.

This could be a one time thing. Or, it could become something much more.

Her mind suggested one thing, but her body said another. And her body won out by an immense margin.

“Next time…” Kushina mumbled. “I’ll make sure you do.”

“Next time?”

Kushina grinned from ear-to-ear. Despite the state she was in, she still had some of that characteristic perkiness.

“Yeah,” she said. “Next time.”
___

Thank you for reading. As always, if you liked the story, then I recommend you drop a comment down below with some feedback about what you thought. It's important for me to say that every comment matters, and that neglecting to leave one is essentially saying you didn't like the story. At least, to me.

If you'd like to get in contact with me, there's numerous ways to do that. You can join my discord. Link: https://discord.gg/4qdeJcx. You can email me at bige2955@gmail.com. Or you can message me on FanFiction.net, my username being 'BigE2955' there.

Again, thank you for reading. Have an awesome day!
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Cougar