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Uzumaki Lust Drive	By : YamiWriter Category: Naruto > General Views: 45675 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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I know what you're thinking. "King Wanker! I thought you were on Naruto's side! Why would you do this to Kushina?" Simple. I'm treating Kushina the same way I treat Naruto in my story. An overpowered badass with skills so sharp it cuts wind and a sex drive so high they don't care who they fuck. So calm down the flames, see what I've got in store and enjoy the ride. Who knows you might just like it. If it helps, the final pairing in this series of seemingly disconnected one-shots will be Naruto x Kushina. I just want to build up that payoff first. So, chill. And if you do flame me, for fanfiction no less, I'll just write more stuff to make the mad people even more mad. Genius, Wanker. Genius.
'Bored' was a word.
A strong word. A word that conveyed how miserable one felt when everything they'd do every single day that would make them happy would no longer have that effect.
For one Kushina Uzumaki, bored was putting it mildly. Not that she wasn't grateful for the things she had in life, but man would she literally murder someone just for the heck of it. Now if only her son was with her at this moment. That would've livened things up. What a ball of sunshine he was, and she wanted her sun. Why couldn't he be with her all time?
"Life sucks right now," she wisely passed off her sageful advice to herself as her face sank into the couch. A knock on the door made her groan as she got up and answered. An ANBU. Well, between the two of us this guy is probably more bored.
"Lord Hokage has summoned you, Jōnin Uzumaki." The dick didn't even wait for a response. Good thing too. She was probably going to talk some shit to him anyway.
"Well, hopefully this won't be boring." Walking up the stairs to her room, the former wife of Minato Namikaze stared at what to wear while checking herself out in the mirror. Ever since the love of her life died some seventeen years ago protecting her and her child from the giant fox resealed into her gut, Kushina's body had matured. More. Prior to her giving birth to whom she considered absolutely the best son to have ever existed, Kushina's measurements were 33-22-34. Truly a figure worth of envy from people. However, however, however…when her dying husband resealed half the beast back into her to keep her alive so their boy wouldn't grow up alone, her body achieved a whole new level.
39-29-40.
She wasn't as big as Tsunade, but her breasts were nothing short of the finest pair in all the lands, and she had a bigger butt. Oh the stares she got annoyed her at first, but hey as long as they looked, didn't touch, she was fine with it. After all, one mad man learned his lesson the hard way when he tried to cop a feel and lost his fingers, then his hand, then his forearm, arm and a little bit of his shoulder.
It didn't just end there. Her body fat went down, her physical capabilities increased and her chakra coils after being damaged, then healing had grown larger too. After the Hokage and that lech Jiraiya, Kushina had no doubts she was the strongest in the Leaf ranks.
And that was without tapping into the Fox's powers.
Pure. Unadulterated. Badass.
Changing into a pair of black pants and black shirt, the outfit tightly clung itself to her body and whether she wanted to or not, flaunted her curves. The standard jōnin jacket hiding her bust only made men and women ponder what the outline looked like under the flak vest. Tying the Leaf band proudly around her forehead, Kushina took her most trusted ally in the whole village after her son.
Genjuro.
A katana forged in the Hellfire Forgery of Ashina Uzumaki, the Ogre as he was known to his enemies. The man fought to his last breath taking down the Second Tsuchikage, the Second Mizukage and the Second Raikage by himself before dying. Upon his death, the sword was reverse engineered with a variant of the Flying Thunder God seal. It appeared to Mito Uzumaki who believed the blade was cursed and its reputation was brought about the death of her village.
Kushina believed that too. Once. Then her husband died, and in that dark time of her life when there were times the redhead felt hopeless, Genjuro appeared in an almost translucent way. It was as if the sword called out to her. This power was hers to inherit and told her to take it. She did, and since then she'd earned her nickname.
The Red Ripper.
Sealing the door to her house, Kushina Uzumaki casually strolled past in the streets of Konoha, greeting a few people here and there before she ran into a familiar face. Anko Mitarashi was enjoying her usual dango as she too was heading for the tower. Kushina decided to make her presence known.
By slapping the back side of the woman's head.
"WHO HAS THE BALLS!"
"No balls, just grit." Kushina waved to the purple haired torture specialist.
"Senpai!" Anko whined. "Why do you have to ruin me when I enjoy my little treat?"
"Because I can, and stop feasting on those so casually. You'll be mistaken for an Akimichi one day."
"Oi, oi!" The special jōnin put up her hands in self-defense. "I can stop whenever I want."
"Let's put a bet on that." Kushina being the cheeky woman she was goaded Anko. "Make through two weeks without dango and I'll buy you all the dango you want after. Fifteen times."
Anko's eyes lit up with a fire that reminded her of her own when she was younger. "You're on."
"However," Kushina delivered a smug grin, "if you lose…you're going to have to ask him out."
Gone was the fire, in its place stood a rigid and pale Anko. "You…you're not serious."
"I am." Kushina nodded. "I know you like him."
"Yeah, but…" The usually boisterous kunoichi looked nervous. "He's so young."
"He's a registered shinobi."
"He's seventeen!" Anko tried to reason with her, before pointing a finger at her. "Why are you always whoring your son out?"
"Please," Kushina put a hand through her hair and flicked the ponytail as some guy nearby had a stroke from watching such a wonderful sight. "With his looks and that stupid damned law making him a candidate for that stupid restoration program, I don't have to do anything. Girls flock to him like flies, and you know him, he keeps charming them without realizing it. If anything I'm filtering the girls out. If you ended up with him, I'd have no complaints. You're a way better option than that stony eyed stoic girl. And her mother. My own friend is after him, I can't believe it."
"Uuuurgh! It's useless arguing with you." Kushina took it as a victory. "Where were you going anyway, senpai? Before you ruined my dango moment."
"Hokage Tower. The Old Monkey summoned me for something."
"Must be a super SS Class mission."
"I hope so." The quicker she got this over, the quicker she could get back home to her son. Just thinking about her son made her heart skip a beat. He was tall, handsome, and strong for his age. Despite inheriting his father's looks, he looked much more mature than Minato did at his age. She attributed her own genes to that. Uzumaki were physically durable and stamina freaks. Maybe after this mission is over, I'll see how much longer Naru-chan can last. The last time he brought his sword out, it went on for hours.
The Third Hokage.
The Professor.
Such were the many titles he'd earned in his life and through hard work, diligence and occasional ruthlessness, he tried to uphold the laws and ideals his predecessors before him came to pass.
Even the everyday little things mattered. Even the stupid ones. And even the ones he wasn't proud of.
He did it all for the village and he would ask his shinobi to do what he would do. No more, no less. The knock came sharply and he gave his permission to enter.
She walked in like the goddess she was and despite well aging into nearly his seventies, watching Kushina Uzumaki made him something inside him stir. Especially near the nether regions.
He remembered when the she came to the village a young bratty girl, turning into a rash tomboy, a pretty flower, a beautiful woman and now the peak epitome of what the female race had to offer. Fair skinned, curvy in all the places, exotic haired and a face so beautiful Hiruzen wondered what those lips tasted like.
"Yo, old man." She casually greeted him as her son did. "You called for me?"
"Indeed, Kushina. Have a seat." He noted her sword and her attire. Especially her attire. "How have you been?"
"Bored. Please tell me you have a life threatening mission for me."
"Well," Sarutobi peeved a little, "not exactly, but it is an important one."
"I'll pass." She crossed her arms and Sarutobi wished she'd keep her jacket open. Did they jiggle or not? That was indeed the question all straight men in the village had.
"At least hear me out before you flat out refuse."
"Fine," she sighed and licked her rosy lips. "I'll bite."
I wish you did. "The Fire Daimyo is in the village and he's scheduled to leave for the capital today. You know how Asuma joined the Twelve Guardian Ninjas, yes?"
"Yeah," Kushina pointed a finger at the Third Hokage, the Professor, and laughed. "I remember you looked like you didn't take a crap for days."
He sighed. "Yes…regardless. Asuma changed his mind and decided to join the jōnin ranks. He'll be taking a squad once this batch graduates."
"That's good news." She clapped her hands, and then slouched. "But, uh, how am I in the equation here again?"
"The Daimyo's current crop of guards aren't that good to be perfectly honest."
"No, they're not." Kushina Uzumaki waved her hand and smiled. "They're trash."
She said it as a joke, but Hiruzen knew she meant those words. Ever since Minato passed away, Kushina Uzumaki converted her once famous temper into more methodical means. A sense of cynicism from the girl who once wanted to be Hokage surprised him from time to time even when he knew to expect it.
"That's one way to describe them."
"It's the only way, old man." Kushina leaned back, cracking her neck a bit. "I think I got the gist of things. So I protect the geezer, escort him and his party back to the capital and come back. Sounds like a walk in the park."
"Except it isn't." Sarutobi continued noting the confused expression on her face. "We received intel that the Tanjiro Hanya and his corps might make a move on the Daimyo. Given your reputation, chances are Hanya and his troupe will try their luck later. We don't want that."
"I'll use a henge." Kushina said. "My chakra is dense enough to make me look like a different person without letting off the idea of a disguise."
"Indeed, it was just what I was going to suggest you." Sarutobi felt something skip a beat inside him when she smiled. His successor was truly a blessed man to bag such a woman like her. Simply seeing her would melt the hearts of men and that was the second reason why he chose her for this mission. "But that's one part of the conversation. There's something else you need to do."
"What's that?"
He didn't like what he was going to say. She would like it even less. "The Daimyo has been getting rather cheap on us recently despite us knowing his revenue has been steady as ever."
"So do I beat the money out of him?"
He sighed deeply. "No. He may not be as strong as a shinobi, but his word is the law. I want you to convince him if you can to increase the budget in a more subdued way. Perhaps sweeter words instead of your sword."
"Eh?" With a single word her entire demeanor changed. The rage was clear and the despise even more. Her foot was on the table, underneath her pants he could see the thigh jiggle and she leaned in close against his face.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was scared and horny.
"Are you telling me to fuck that guy for money? Like a whore?"
"Absolutely not." He would never whore out such a woman. If anything, he was trying to figure out (for years he might add) how to charm her. Maybe one day he would. "How you convince him is up to you, I'd prefer you do it in a way that doesn't involve life threatening manners. That's an order by the way."
"Tsk. No wonder shinobi go rogue. Stupid old men and their diplomacy. Fine." Kushina said before turning around and leaving. His eyes were fixed on that bubble butt of hers and he enjoyed how he could watch the cheeks jiggle. Jiraiya's novels had ruined him.
"Make sure not to wear official Konoha uniform." He informed her as she looked back and her perky ass stood out even more. "And please, try to keep collateral damage to minimum."
Her devilish smirk made him realize the last request was disregarded.
"I hate your smile."
"Huh?" He was confused at the statement his friend made. "Why? Do I look bad?"
"It's too bright," she explained. "It looks like you don't have a worry in the world. Makes anyone who sees it can't help, but smile on their own."
"Why would you hate something like that?"
"You're too naïve." It wasn't the first time she said that to him, and if knew her well, this wouldn't be the last time either. "You place your trust in people too easily and you think they'll all be Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes like you. You disgust me."
"Oi, oi, Satsuki," he waved his hands, trying to calm that side of hers down. "If I was that disgusting, why do you still hang out with me?"
Satsuki Uchiha, heiress to the Uchiha Clan, marked by betrayal and cursed with vengeance, looked at him straight in the eye and repeated a phrase she'd told him often. "You're the only person I like."
Every time he heard that, a little bit of pink would hue his cheeks and his heart would thump a little louder. "See? I'm not that bad."
"Dumbass."
"Bitch." Naruto Uzumaki hit back with a loving note and she gave him that stink eye. "You looking to fight? I'm leading, you know?"
Sasuke grunted in displeasure at being reminded of that fact. Their rivalry had started since childhood. She started tree walking, he would reveal his larger chakra coils. Satsuki awakened her Sharingan, Naruto discovered he had the famed Wood Release. Right now, he led 122-120 over their individual fights. The fierce competition resulted in both of them graduating earlier, and more importantly he helped a friend in pain. Like Satsuki, he was also being called a genius at the academy. He quickly shut that conversation down.
"I have to go and help Mother."
"I heard she was finally rejoining the corps," Naruto clapped his hands with stars in his eyes. "The Great Mikoto Uchiha returns to make people shit their souls out of their eyes!"
"She was hardly great." Let it be noted that Satsuki Uchiha was a harsh critic. Part of her ruthless honesty was why he'd gotten stronger in a much shorter period of time. "But she's still better than most. See you later."
"One of these days I'm gonna make you say goodbye properly, Satsuki-chan!" He shouted it loudly as she walked away, earning her ire and glares from the populace. He blew a raspberry at one of the old women who had a scowl on her face and made sure to flip the bird at a guy who called him a disturbing nuisance.
He wasn't always this way. Once an obnoxious, boisterous loudmouth wearing orange, Naruto Uzumaki quickly realized at a young age how deep prejudice and malice ran. A sweet old lady tried to poison him once, someone tried to drown him and some even tried to put him on trial for breathing. Tried being the operative word. His protector, his most precious person in the world, the one person he loved and trusted above all protected him.
His mother.
He shuddered what life without her would be. Despite her overprotective nature, her clinginess and other habits that he was sure other more normal mothers didn't have towards their son, Naruto could gladly say he was glad to have Kushina Uzumaki as his mother. Now, he thought with a heavy mind, if only she stops getting so…touchy. His mother said Uzumaki were a wild and close knit bunch, often being territorial with people close to them and since they were a dying breed, she insisted they spent nearly all their time together when not on missions or training.
And due to that, somehow his mother became rival with Satsuki. And Mikoto…who somehow started (almost) being a teasing flirt with him. He wasn't sure how that came to pass, but here he was. An overly clingy mother who absolutely had no intentions of respecting privacy, a best friend who treated him quite coldly if he didn't give her enough time, and a woman he used to see as an aunt now acting similar to those characters in a questionable magazine he used to enjoy as a kid.
Shikamaru was right, he thought with deadfish eyes. Women are a deadly combination of dangerous and mysterious. Stepping through the threshold of their house, Naruto Uzumaki watched as the seal encryption key shut the entrance tight after he closed it, only to see his mother standing before him amidst a pile of clothes scattered around the ground. Oh, and she was wearing a pair of black bra and panties which looked too short and too tight for her figure as her assets jiggled. She turned and almost immediately, he thought he saw hearts in her eyes for a second. He knew what was coming next.
"NARU-CHAN!" He was glomped by his dear darling, loving mother. A dear, darling, loving mother who was absolutely gorgeous, stunning, 'thicc' as they said nowadays, busty and until recently, his greatest test in life. She looked at him with vibrant violet eyes and a blushing heat in her cheeks that matched her hair. There was something almost attractive in an animalistic way that he just couldn't come to terms with. And he hated himself for it. Firstly, he found her attractive, secondly, he didn't really try to stop her when she latched on to him, and third and most importantly…he liked it.
"Mom," he said as he felt her breasts press up against his chest, "please get off me."
"No~" She said in a singsong voice, her lips dangerously close to his ears, "I like being this close to you."
"Yeah, but I just got home and I really need to freshen up. I have dirt all over me." Instead he got a tighter hug.
"You smell so good," the words reached his ears as he felt her taking in his essence. "You always do somehow. Even after you get all sweaty and wet and-"
WAAAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION! He got up and pried his redhead vixen of a mother off of him. Now he could think with his head. "I think it's the Wood Release. It always keeps me fresh."
"I'll say. Don't think I'll be forgetting this," Kushina Uzumaki cracked her knuckles in front of him. His mother really wasn't subtle with threats. "Now, help me pick out clothes. I'll be going to the capital."
"Why?"
"A mission."
"Okay," he droned further, "What mission though?"
"I have to protect the Feudal Lord as he's escorted back to the Capital." She pressed a finger against her lips. "And convince him to increase the budget he sends us."
"Might not want to threaten his life if you're gonna do that." She pouted.
"I'm not that bad."
"Mom," he said, trying his best to ignore how cute and sexy she looked with her arms crossed underneath her magnificent breasts, "You broke a guy's collarbone once after he wouldn't sell that mask to me."
"He was asking for an absurd price!" Her hair started floating. Not a good sign. "And I know why he did it! That son of a bitch was trying to squeeze money out of cause of that stupid dumb fox inside you."
I don't like her tone.
Calm down, buddy, he told his tenant. Odd as it was, Naruto Uzumaki somehow befriended the Nine Tailed Fox inside him. Years ago. No one ever talked to the poor thing.
Poor? Excuse you and your entire pathetic species?
Chill out, Kurama. I got enough on my hands as it is. "I know, I know," Putting his hands on her shoulders always relieved her a bit, and she pressed her head against his chest. He was just a few inches taller than her, and apparently he was going to grow more. "Think of it this way, Mom. It's a mission, right? Just get it over with and come back home."
"Hmmmm," she rubbed her head more against his chest more as his heartbeat betrayed him. Thankfully she got up, "Okay. But you owe me dinner after I get back."
"Deal." He agreed to it, but he needed her to not be half naked right now. It was making stiff... "You were saying something about outfits? What's up with that?"
"Apparently, Hanya and his lackeys are after the Daimyo, and since they know what I look like," she paused and flicked her hair a bit, and he watched as that red drape beautifully cut through the air in slow motion. "I have to put on a disguise and make sure they never breathe again. Good stuff."
"We need to get you some therapy. Oh right. Giant fox."
"Yes. Now come on! Help me pick!" she grabbed his hand and pulled him with her as his eyes fell on her jiggly behind.
You came into this world from in between those hips, you sick fuck. Stop staring!
In his long life of 45 years, Daimyo Shinso had always been pampered and spoiled.
From the day he was born to the castle servant pouring a cup of saké for him at the moment, there was never a time where he did not get what he want. However, underneath the Feudal Lord was a bit of a weak side. His father, Feudal Lord Shinzo before him, had told his son frankly that he was a coward. A babe suckling at women's teats who beyond his own small pleasures would never ideologically strive. And honestly, Shinso agreed with his father.
He was weak…in arguments.
He usually didn't like to drag a conversation of conflict for more than five minutes, and when regarding the case of shinobi, he was even less meddling.
To him, the Leaf was strong only when big names were involved. A shinobi village without big name shinobi was weak and nor worth his attention. It was this decision that led to his forces attacking the outskirts of the Land of Fangs and taking that territory for himself. No other Lords or Villages seemingly had a problem with it. Except one Tanjiro Hanya, the Wolf as they called him, who used to reside in that village and apparently his lackeys had upset him with their little attack.
He tried to pay the man off, but no that vile savage wanted his head. When he heard Asuma Sarutobi, the son of the Hokage, would be leaving his royal guard, Shinso was worried. Worried that without the presence of the Hokage's son looming over him like a trusty umbrella against the overwhelming rain of Hanya, he would be dead. So he was surprised, but trusted the Third Hokage when he sent one single kunoichi, a brown haired, short, unassuming lithe woman in a white kimono as their escort.
Apparently that wasn't her true identity, and she was posing as a concubine. Shinso put his faith in the woman, after all if one hair on his body was damaged he would slash more budget to the Leaf given how the expenses were rising.
Tanjiro Hanya had appeared with his entire troupe, the Masked Wolves with their terrifying masks and sharpened blades. Two of his guards fell while the kunoichi stayed close to him. Hanya had appeared before him and looked to take him, but the next moment Tanjiro Hanya's head was lying before him. The brown haired woman had a sword in her hands, tipped with a red edge and more quicker than he could respond, all the assailants were killed. One of them managed to scratch her, well her kimono at the shoulder as it fell from one side and she stood proudly over them all.
That was when she revealed who she truly was.
He'd heard rumors of Kushina Uzumaki's beauty, the wife of the late Fourth Hokage, someone he praised and voted for to be Hokage when he freshly became the new Daimyo, believing that young blood was needed. The rumors truly did not do the Red Ripper justice. Just a few meters away from him, sat the most unearthly beautiful woman and strongest person he'd ever met. Just looking at her made him giggle a little. Her power and looks made him think of her in awe. She also saved his life. And he had already thought of rewarding the woman with a fat stack of ryo for getting rid of such a large problem he had in Hanya.
As the time passed, Shinso relaxed in his giant room and the pictures of the day kept jumbling around his head. How she gracefully sliced through the enemies that came for him, how she slammed her foot through an assailant's chest and then dragging him up from the dirt, giving him a grin, telling him to calm down. Oh it made him giggle as he did when he was once a boy.
"Kushina-san is so beautiful," he told himself as he imagined what she would look like without more clothes. He'd seen her smooth shoulder, the hint of large breasts taped up under the kimono when the cloth was cut and it was driving him mad. Then he saw his own face in the mirror. Unattractive, older than her and nowhere near physically capable enough to handle her. "You're so pathetic, Shinso. Why would you even think that?"
Depressed, he went to lie down when there was a knock outside his doors.
"Speak, guards."
"Jōnin Kushina Uzumaki requests to meet you, my Lord."
"Why are even asking for permission, idiot! Send her in!" Like a lost puppy he jumped up in excitement as the door opened and in walked a crimson haired goddess in human form. She strutted in wearing a dark orange shirt and black pants. A flare heated up in his cheeks as all the curves became prominent with the clothing. He was sure no matter what clothing she wore, they would stand out.
A natural beauty. Unrestrained and untamed.
"Sorry for bothering you at this hour, my Lord," she bowed her head a bit and his eyes searched if there was any chance of seeing any cleavage. There was not.
"No! No! No! Please don't bow to me. I should be doing it. You saved my life!" Shinso said bowing his head instead. "It's the least I can do."
"Thank you, my Lord," she rose and sat in seiza position as she cleared her throat. "Lord Hokage didn't just advise me to protect you on the way back, he also charged me with discussing something with you."
"And what would that be?"
"The annual capital you've set aside for the Leaf village," Kushina Uzumaki spoke professionally. "In the last few years, expenses for the overall forces have gone up. You're probably aware that the Feudal Lord of Wind Country has been hiring us."
"Yes, I've been notified." How did I forget?! He needed to play this cool. "You see there have been problems with the trade merchant association. Due to instability with the Land of Fangs, other traders were quite upset with Fire Country, and hiked their prices up."
"My Lord," he noted how her eyebrow twitched a bit. "Didn't that happen…because you procured land there…in a less than legal manner."
"Well," Shinso raised his fan to hide his lower face, "I didn't intend to."
"And wasn't that the reason why Hanya came after you in the first place?"
"…when you put it like that…" He could see the woman's frame was physically shaking a bit. He felt scared, but her eyes made him excited.
"And I fixed that problem for you today. Didn't I?"
"That you did," he answered gleefully.
"So don't you think," Kushina put on a smile and he melted seeing that, "you should reward the village for doing that?"
"In all fairness, my dear Kushina Uzumaki," he said, putting on his best charming voice, "that was all you. I can give you a reward, but to increase the overall budget for a village…it seems too high."
"My Lord," Kushina stood up and her frame in that moment towered over him. He was shorter than her, but this just added a level of intimidation. And aroused him in a way making him feel small. He could see just how strongly her breasts defied gravity. "Are you saying you don't want to finance the army that protects your village from the other countries?"
"It's not as simple as that!" Shinso cried out not being able to handle the glare from those violet eyes. "Even if I do increase the budget, you have to deal with the merchant association."
"I'll deal with them." Something in her voice told her she wasn't joking. "We should have one of them in Konoha. Do you know who he is?"
"It's Kizashi Haruno." At the mention of that name, she blanched. "You seem rather upset with that name. Do you know him?"
"Yes. Unfortunately." She palmed her face. "He was in class with us as a kid. Always knew he'd turn out to be a civilian."
"I see. Well, before I can increase the budget, you'll have to talk with him and convince him to make his associates come to a new deal." Shinso was still staring at her breasts, then travelled all the way down to her feet. She could probably crush him like an ant. So strong.
"I'll take care of him and his lackeys. You get that budget ready, my Lord."
"Um," Shinso poked his index fingers together while staring at her breasts. They had jiggled with each movement. "That's a lot of money. I assure you I am grateful to you for saving me today, but the amount is so large and honestly, I don't see what I gain from all this."
"My Lord…what are you looking at?" OH NO! He choked on his own breath. "Oh I see."
"No! NO! You misunderstand!" He clapped his hands and bowed down. "Please forgive me. I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you in my life. I'm not a pervert."
"I see. Well," he looked up to see Kushina Uzumaki sigh. She rubbed her forehead before sighing again. "You said that I'm the most beautiful woman you've ever seen, right?"
"Yes! Yes! Without a doubt! The most beautiful woman to ever exist! Your husband was the luckiest man in all of existence. Oh what I'd give to be in his place."
"So, what do you think having a night with the most beautiful woman is worth?"
"…what?" Shinso must've heard wrong. "Could your repeat that?"
Her elegant foot moved. Her toes raised his chin making him look at her as she undid the ponytail to let her crimson locks loose. "I said what do you think the most beautiful woman you've ever seen is worth?"
"Everything." He said without missing a beat.
"Think of it this way, Mom. It's a mission, right? Just get it over with and come back home."
Her son's words rang back in her head, and honestly Kushina Uzumaki was tired. And angry. And bored. All at the same time. She needed to get the scummy little bastard to increase the budget, and given how he was shamelessly staring at her since she dropped the henge, she'd been considering it. She hadn't been with anyone since Minato passed away. Her fingers and her sword handle were all the loving company she needed.
Sometimes her hormones would go out of control and she'd rush to the bathroom to fix herself. Though that happened a whole lot more around Naruto. It was so wrong, the way she got hot so quickly whenever her son was around, whenever she'd get close to him. There was just something about her son…that brought something out in her. And that was what made this worse. Today she didn't get the chance to get herself off after hugging and rubbing against her son in her underwear today, leaving her understandably horny to shove something inside her.
Fuck it. Just get it over with and then go back home and think how to get your son in your bed. Her brain froze. That was wrong. You sick fuck. Your own son. Rubbing her temples, she moved her foot, her toes guided under his chin to make him look up at her, and with the most minimal of efforts, she had the target. Might as well get it over with.
He was a bit taken back at first out of nervousness and barely contained excitement, but Kushina's next act helped him cross that line.
Her hands roamed around her body undoing and pulling off parts of her outfit. First she started with her tight shirt, lugging it off over her head as her chest came into view, her breasts bounced free in round supple glory with rosy nipples perfectly shaped and pointy. Her hands came to her waist next, taking off her pants and panties in one go, letting her smooth creamy legs into view as she took her time.
There were no flaws whatsoever in her female form. Both articles of clothing came off and were kicked away leaving her barefoot and naked in all her glory. She watched as his eyes were glued to her nude body, the arousal slowly taking over all his senses as his breathing fell off a bit.
Just a bit more, you cheap slimy fuck.
Kushina took slow steps forward, standing in front of him as his raggedy breaths became more audible. Reached for his arms, she took hold of his timid hands and placed them on her hips, slowly easing him into rubbing and caressing her.
She said nothing despite the Feudal Lord getting particularly greedy with her breasts, Shinso then leaned down and started licking her body starting from her abdomen up to her breasts where he sucked and chewed on each nipple. She bit her lower lip, moaning loudly as she goaded him in further, caressing his head.
"You've been lonely, haven't you?" She asked him as he stopped and the redhead took off his headdress, putting on her most alluring smile she could
"Y-Yes!" He said a bit too loudly. She licked her lips as he shivered a bit.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of you."
Like a babe, he began suckling her teats more and she tilted her head to the side with eyes shut as she felt her body react to the Damiyo's suction of her tits. Being without her husband for so long did leave some natural cravings, but Kushina was better than that and slowly gnashed her thighs together, making his arousal rise.
His worship of her breasts was cut short when Kushina held his face and pulled him up for a kiss. Shinso now held his arms over her shoulders pulling her closer and causing her to hunch a bit while his lips massaged hers in growing intimacy.
The man was positively starving.
Kushina was surprised by the sudden enthusiasm he was showing, but she chalked it up to the man not being with someone like her. Of course it was that. She knew how damn good she was and would make him owe her for this.
She closed her eyes and relaxed into the kiss parting her lips and allowing his tongue to enter, it did and Shinso wasted no time in rolling it around inside her mouth causing her to feel a bit disgusted, yet she carried on. She then felt his hands drift from her shoulders to grab one of her breasts and grip her buttocks from around the side as he continued his tongue rolling lip-lock.
"Mmmmh! This...feels good!" The Feudal Lord said loudly as she lured him in more and more, making him lost in the forbidden bliss and her hands roamed over his shorter, hunched body to undress him from his robes.
Shinso went along with it, occasionally breaking off from her lips in order to shed his clothing, but when he became shirtless Kushina started to have second thoughts. He may have been a Feudal Lord, but he was too scrawny to the point she questioned if seducing him was worth it or not. Not only that but she could tell he never probably worked out for anything in his life. Even being fat seemed like a better option.
Kushina's spirits sank even lower upon seeing this, almost making her want to not do this. Tsk, the things I do for the village. She looked back to him and knelt down to remove his pants and became surprised by what she saw next; Shinso, despite his weak frame had a semi-decent cock. Not big, but not small either.
"Look at you," Kushina teased him, rubbing her index along the urethra making him groan. "So excited."
"I want you to suck it." He almost ordered and to that Kushina looked at him with a raised brow. He coughed and seemingly realized his mistake. "I want you to please suck it."
"That's more like it." This was a new low for her, but in the long run of things, she knew there was a lot more to parted her mouth wide open and inched her head forward slowly engulfing his member inch by inch. Shinso winced in pleasure and started breathing a bit faster as she took him for a tour in her throat. Maintaining her pace, Kushina swallowed all six inches of his dick. Her throat literally acting like a sheath for his 'sword'.
She closed her eyes and hummed, as Shinso tilted his head back relishing this newfound feeling that had him on the edge of cloud nine.
"S-so...tight! It feels so good." He commented to himself in excited breaths as he started groaning more as Kushina started to move her head back and forth, her face rubbing against his pelvis over and over.
Wet slurping noises gushed between the two as Kushina expertly kept his dick held inside her mouth and throat while he slid it back and forth inside. Shinso was getting further into it as time went on, and so did Kushina who now felt a growing wetness originate between her legs. Like sucking off an popsicle Kushina was working Shinso's length determined to make him burst, it wasn't long before the ruler of Fire Country was ready to burst.
Groaning out deeply Shinso grabbed Kushina's head with his hands and felt himself cum.
"Mmmpfh!" Kushina moaned loudly for him to hear, with eyes wide open when she felt the spurt of semen splash into her mouth. She was expecting to be disappointed, but he had let out a decent amount as Shinso humped her face into his crotch with childlike excitement, after a couple of seconds had passed he was going soft and finishing up. Kushina stuck her tongue out, showing off his semen before swallowing it, making him think she had never tasted anything so good before.
Her violet eyes then gazed back at his length noticing how there was some semen still clinging to it. Kushina looked up to him from down below, seeing him breathing hard in post orgasm while wearing a drawn out face.
"Don't tell me you're already done," Shinso looked apprehended at her words. "The most beautiful woman in the world is naked before you. Don't waste this opportunity."
"I won't!"
"Good, now go lie down." She wanted to giggle at how obediently he listened to her. Now laying sprawled on the bed, his dick soft and limp, Kushina crawled over to Shinso's prone form with one hand on his length and her tongue scraping off the remaining seed. She watched him grow anxious as she got into position and circled the head of his dick with her tongue, pumping him more and more, before sitting over him.
"Aaaaah~" he moaned in pain…and pleasure. This guy is a freak. Kushina kept the thought to herself as she rubbed her now moist pussy against his erect length. "Please…let me put it in."
"What's wrong?" Kushina's face was close to his as she licked his lip making stick his out to get some of hers. She moved away as he groaned. "All good things come to those who wait. And you're a good Daimyo, aren't you?"
"Yes!" He said pathetically. "Yes I am. Please. Treat me."
"Okay~" She cringed at her own sweet voice. Shinso let out a moan as she shoved the first two inches of his dick past Kushina's slit and into her cunt. She lowered himself even more so and shoved all his inches into her body making him thrash about with legs jerking and spine arching. Kushina smirked as she felt him nearly lose it. She was using some chakra to tighten her inner muscles and was having the results she expected.
With a grin Kushina carefully raised her hips before bringing them down again, as if she was trying out squatting only with a dick inside her. Kushina let out another wail of pleasurable sensation while throttling her head back, trying to make the man under her lose more control. Her powerful and thick thighs tightly compressed his sides to make him feel more constricted.
Kushina moaned out loud again and held her head as she bounced up and down, continuously tightening up more and more. His toes curled and the way he was reacting, she could tell his body was feeling waves upon waves of sheer bliss as her slick inner walls clamped down on his dick.
Shinso's shorter body shook as she kept slamming down into his pelvis with her moist pussy, he held onto her wide hips for dear life. The Daimyo was lost in a sea of bliss and boundless satisfaction as she made him one of two men who had ever shared a bed with her. Part of her felt bad that she was whoring out like this to get the mission done, but she tried to imagine going back home. To Naruto.
What would he think if he saw her like this? Would he be ashamed? Aroused? Or would he get angry and crush the man's head like a melon and take her for himself?
"Nobody touches you but me," Naruto held her shoulders with his burly hands as he pushed her into the bed. "I am all you need."
"Oh Naru-chan~"
The thought of that rejuvenated Kushina with vigor. Drawing on her imagination further, she increased the speed with which her hips were clashing down on him. Lewd thoughts of sinful times with her son fueled her lust.
She could admit right now she was enjoying herself a bit, not having an actual dick inside you led to that, but thoughts of her manly son and wondering what size he was like drove her more. Her thoughts about the young teenager started making her savagely move her hips more, ramming his dick into her hole at en even faster pace.
Shinso clung tightly to her body, his hands barely reaching around to grab her buttocks as she jackhammered her way to making him go insane.
"Oooohh yeess!" Shinso moaned out, the Daimyo's eyes roll up to their sockets as his tongue rolled out due to the tightness. Her toes curled and her breasts smothered against his face as their bodies rocked back and forth together in wild sweaty bliss. Kushina felt his body suddenly tense up and shudder in sporadic convulsions.
Shinso winced as her vaginal muscles squeeze down on his meat as it was going in and out of her, the juices of her snatch soaked his dick as her body continued hopping up and down for a minute. Afterward Kushina started moaning out loud again as she wanted Shinso to cum soon, so she could go and take a shower.
Shinso craned his head back and let out a rumbling moan as his dick puslated and throbbed before she felt him unloading a good load of semen being let out inside her. Kushina clamped down hard on him, pretending to experience an orgasm of her own as she moaned his name and felt him soften up inside him.
Getting up, Kushina saw that some semen was leaking out of her cunt. Gave him less credit than I thought. She took a careful few steps, her feet was on either side of the Daimyo's head and she sat down on his chest with her meaty ass. Her semen stained pussy inches away from his face.
"So, my Lord," she said, her thighs coming up to enclose both sides of his face, "wouldn't you say that's enough to change the budget?"
"Oh, yes, yes~" Shinso said with closed eyes, still cumming steadily from the afterglow of it. Kushina couldn't hide her giggle. "Anything for you, Kushina-sama."
Oh she liked the sound of that.
"Then clean my pussy with your mouth." She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but clearly she expected too much. Shinso was sloppy when it came to eating a woman out and she got up after he grew tired.
Taking a small shower to clean herself up, Kushina didn't wait for too long until heading out the next day. With her enhanced abilities, it didn't take her long to get back to the Leaf Village. She'd run into the occasional bandits, but nothing she couldn't handle. The Hokage was elated to hear how she'd convinced the Daimyo to increase the budget, but now she'd have to talk with the Merchant Associate representative in Konoha.
Kizashi Haruno. He was one of those guys who made fun of her red hair as a kid, peeked when she went through puberty and asked her out a lot of times before being shot down every time. Hell, even to this day, he'd get all smiley and simpy around her. It was pathetic honestly, but she could probably honey him up with a few words.
More importantly though, her son was waiting at home.
Think, Kushina. Think. She mentally made up her plans. You like your son…a lot. In a way you shouldn't, but you can't handle yourself around him. So…just take it slow. It's not like you want to fuck him, right? Images of that erotic sight told her otherwise, and she slapped her cheeks harshly scaring everyone around her as she walked home with that dilemma in mind. I know, just sneak into his room, pretend to be sleepy and cuddle up against him.
A glint shone in her eyes as she entered her home and noted something…strange. It was quiet. Too quiet. Then she heard something. Her son. Grunting. Struggling to breathe. Unsheathing the bloody sword Genjuro, she rushed to his room and kicked the door open. It flew and crashed against the wall as she prepared to save her suffocating son from…Mikoto who was sitting on his face.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
And that's it for the first chapter. Don't flame me yet, read a couple of more chapters, see where I'm going then come at me with your pitchforks and torches. Like I said in the description, it's a very hentai-ish plot, it's not gonna make a whole lot of sense to begin with. Again, I'll be treating Kushina and Naruto in a similar manner, badasses with people who want their world rocked by them. And no, Kushina will not become anyone's slut. She's too strong for that. She'll make everyone else HER slut…except Naruto. Now, this is Le Wanker, King of Wankety Wanks, royally fucking off.
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