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Homecoming
By : c0p13r
Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female
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            “Glug! Glug! Ahh~ Guwahaha! It may be from Konoha, but alcohol always tastes best in the homeland of Kirigakure!” Tazuna threw his head back and laughed riotously as his daughter fussed with the dishes and bedding.
            “Honestly, Dad.” She shot him an impudent look while folding the teacher Kakashi’s used bedding to be washed later. Bad enough her dad had conned a great nation to provide bodyguards, now she had four extra mouths to feed on a very tight budget! And Tazuna had spent money on liquor! “What an example to set for Inari! Buying alcohol when we can hardly feed ourselves! How selfish!”
            “I smuggled it over from Konoha,” snickered the intoxicated old man. “It’s quite cheap over there! And I have to feel good if I’m going back to construction tomorrow! A relaxed foreman is a focused foreman!” He chugged the bottle empty.
            Tsunami wasn’t convinced and saw it simply as a bad habit. “Really,” she grumbled to herself, making her way to the sink after depositing the blankets in the laundry basket. Normally there were only three cracked platters to wash, and now there were seven. And the blonde kid ate so much! They might have been there to help on the cheap – even knowing they were swindled – and they had already saved her father’s life, but with the difficulties of living in the Mist, any extra chores were taxing. “How long do they intend to stay here, eating us out of home?”
            “Inari’s out,” she heard the old man grumble as he staggered to his feet. “I saw him following the path of those ninja kids. Heh! It might do him good to watch them. They’ve got some real spirit! Especially that runt!”
            Tsunami was unimpressed and just continued washing the dishes that they’d have to reuse tonight. “Do you plan to keep them here long? If they charge by the day, you should know we don’t have the funds for it.”
            Behind her, footsteps approached; heavy bare feet. And then strong arms embraced her, but she acted indifferently to her dad cuddling her. “It’s just that I was thinking, watching those brats…”
            Tsunami scoffed. “You were perhaps too drunk to be thinking clearly, then.”
            Tazuna went on unabatedly, “It’s about time Inari has a companion. Someone around for him. And I’m getting up there in age, and who knows if I’ll be protected by those shinobi!”
            Morbid thinking; Tsunami ignored these drunken musings even as a hand fell upon her breast. Intentionally. Squeezing. “It’ll be fine,” she told him indignantly as her cheeks began to fill with color. Tazuna had found her nipple – She couldn’t afford everyday bras lately. – and began to stimulate it. She continued to behave as if she wasn’t being affected. “Inari is growing up strong.”
            “Ah, but a boy needs warmth too, or he grows rigid like ice.” He pushed his hips to his daughter’s backside.
            Speaking of rigid…
            Tsunami pursed her lips and closed her eyes, groaning in frustration and pausing her washing hands when Tazuna’s hand went down the collar of her shirts. His hands were calloused and rough and large; her big breasts fit nicely in the one that came down to fondle her. Anxiously, she dropped the dishes and grabbed onto the edge of the sink, knowing what her father wanted.
            “I was thinking he needed a younger brother.”
            “You have no control over that,” she said irritably over her shoulder as he plucked her nipples alternatingly until they showed up against the front of her blouse.
            “Or a sister,” Tazuna hastily replied, laughing and removing his hand to reach for the hem of her shirt and raise it over her breasts. For a mom, she had high, tight breasts. It was no wonder other men were so willing to assume the role of husband when the father-in-law was a drunken ass and the son was whiny and weak.
            Tazuna turned her around by the shoulders; she complied with some feigned irritation and let him ogle her breasts. “Whoo! Still just like your mother in her prime!” He cupped her breasts and hoisted them to point her brown nipples upward for his fat tongue to lather over.
            Tsunami shifted. She’d gone without this sort of stimulation ever since he’d gone to Konoha. That night, he was gruff and cranky, complaining about how he needed relief before dealing with the stuffy people of a prosperous village. Now, he’d come home with only nice things to say – if you read the subtext of his insults – and was playing with her breasts with a kind of hopefulness.
            “Inari will be back soon,” she whispered as she slipped her hands into his short gray hair.
            “Hmm!” he agreed with a mouthful of tit. It slipped free as he turned up to her. “Then there isn’t any time to waste!”
            Immediately, he bunched up her dress to her waist and raised her onto the counter. She scowled at him, but it was a loving kind of scowl. They’d been at this since his wife, her mother passed. There was a recession of their taboo when Kaiza entered the picture, but that was a short-lived moment, and they continued not long after Gato ended him.
            “I’ll try to be super quick,” he wheezed as he uncovered her panties. She, however, reached and exposed her muff herself by prying back the crotch of her underwear. Despite their troubles and woes, she still found the time to trim back the silken raven hair, leaving her quim mostly bare and alluring. If she wasn’t stressing about her son returning, he would have happily dove his face between her legs to pleasure her with his grizzly mouth.
            “This is why Inari needs a playmate! Someone to distract him while we”—He paused, chuckling as he excavated his cock from his trousers—“bond, as father and daughter.”
            “Don’t say it like that,” Tsunami snapped at him, embarrassed to be caught up in this incest when, in actuality, it was rather prevalent in the country. Brothers and sisters, fathers and daughters, cousins, aunts and uncles with nephews and nieces; when he was old enough, Tsunami would not be surprised if Inari would someday be aligning himself with her like her father now was.
            His cock was girthy, but had lost its stature. She remembered a time when it could grow hard from base to tip, flexing and boasting that his generation was just made of tougher stuff. Now, though he stroked himself to get just a bit harder, age had sapped his stability. “Well, it still works,” he insisted and applied it to her quim.
            Her knees tucked around him, feet lacing at the small of his back to pull him inward. His hand needed to brace his length to prevent bending, but he got in just fine. She moaned softly and he gave a relieved sigh as he fed more of his cock into her. “Just how I remember,” he said, pulling her to his strong body and planting himself deep.
            She mewled into his shoulder, her hands grabbing at the towel hanging loose over his neck. So big, even now; much bigger than Kaiza. She couldn’t act desperate, or he’d get a big head and want this more regularly. “Hurry,” she told him breathlessly.
            “Right.” He planted his feet, still a bit inebriated from the drink and the high of quick sex, and drove at her womb. She gasped and held on, and Tazuna retracted just to go right back in. “Need to-Need to work you open first!” he yammered. “You’ve gotten super tight!”
            It hadn’t been that long, but Tsunami was stressed and anxious and wanting, so she came quickly, even before he set his pace and placed his thumb to her clit. That became extra oomph for her as her dad swung pendulously between her legs.
            His glasses fell askew down his nose, but Tazuna gave it little thought. He could still see his daughter’s tits flopping up and down when he pulled back. Should have removed his shirt, to feel them press up against him! They were so soft and tender and warm, though she had such a cold demeanor. At the very least, he could bring a hand from supporting her waist to manage her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her hardened nipples.
            “Oh! This is how a homecoming should be!” he wheezed, sounding his age as his neck stretched over Tsunami’s shoulder. He gritted his teeth, seething as spittle ran out the sides of his mouth, his neck flexing and his tan complexion darkening with the endeavor. His balls burst and sent the load up his tired cock and into her, his anxious swimmers exploding in a writhing cloud of white inside of her. He howled, his voice a higher octave than normal as he shoved into her nice and deep. Tsunami gave a few grunts herself, deepthroated and husky as the heat burned in her. It seemed he was actually determined to follow through and give little Inari a sibling! Normally, he had the sense to withdraw and spill into her small patch of pubic hair, on her breasts, or – against her protests – her face and mouth.
            “Another mouth to feed, Dad?” she lamented in the afterglow, while he still caught his breath over her shoulder. “You’re so reckless.”
            “Gahah! Is that any way to talk to the man who’ll save Kirigakure with the great bridge?!” He laughed, and then went right back to panting and wiping at his brow. “Whew! That trip took a lot more out of me than I thought!” He and his daughter broke apart, both staring down at his carefully-retreating penis. Tsunami consciously squeezed her pelvic muscles to retain the mess, but the moment he slipped out, a good amount sloshed to the floor and made her frown.
            “Oh well. You were cleaning anyway, weren’t you?”
            “You have to clean that up!” Tsunami shouted at him.
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            Tsunami was more than ready to grow the family now, expressively telling her father so, now that the community was united, her brave Inari took a large step toward manhood, and Gato’s forces were gone. And though they spent a good amount of time kissing, with her fondling his cock – which was notably larger and stiffer than before – Tazuna had to hold her back.
            “Well, I was thinking,” he said, sounding like he’d had second thoughts. The daughter’s eyes reflected her shock and disappointment, that her dad would end their relationship just when it had a chance to flourish! “An old man like me has his legacy already! And I think… it’d be a super good idea… if we had a hero in the family!”
            Thus, the namesake of the bridge came up, and Tsunami was successfully bred by a brat ninja from Konoha, while her dad watched from the corner, touching himself and saying that the life of a cuck would be super after all.
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Just one of those goofy ideas I get while reading the manga. I’ll gestate with the idea of Tsunami getting a proper fucking from shouta Naruto as I finish the Zabuza arc.
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Homecoming	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 841 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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