Kushina's Mistake

This was totally inspired by the doujin about the sister with drooping tits.

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            She’d done bad.  She knew at least that much on waking.  After one of the most restful sleeps she’d ever known, when her senses and memories of the night returned, she’d sat up in bed and knew right away something was off when her breasts floundered freely outside of her usual nightshirt.  She pursed up her face, staring incredulously across the room.  Clothes scattered on the floor leading inward from the open door which was always closed at night.  The throbbing of a hangover was a certain reminder that she was a bad drinker; always going in for more when she knew she couldn’t handle it.  “Another!  Don’t count me out yet, tebane!” she cheered to the fellows who egged her on despite protests of her closer confidants.

            “You’re hopeless,” Mebuki had said at her side.  She had gone with her under the pretense that it was a mom’s night out for a little booze.  An open bar; nothing scandalous could happen in the open!  Or so was the assumption until she was provoked by an Inuzuka to snatch up a bottle of sake, rise fully onto the table, and show off how much she could chug while her friend implored her to get down.

            “What would Naruto say if he could see you?”

            “Aw~”  Kushina had thrown an arm around Mebuki’s shoulder, leaning fondly on her while also needing support as the entire establishment seemed to twirl in an effort to supplant her from her seat.  “Naruto’s not old enough to drink!  Hee!  But I bet he would sneak some~♥  He’s such a naughty boy”—She fondled Mebuki’s throat with a coaxing finger and then pressed her lips close to Mebuki’s ear—“just like his mother.”  She’d planned to kiss her full on the mouth, not caring who saw, the prolonged abstinence of her motherhood boiling over with womanly need.  She’d planned to… but was interrupted by the need to hurl.  She lurched with a “Hrp!”, swallowed hard before the bile could rise, and then pitched herself backward to the applause of the other bargoers.

            She’d lost.  What exactly she had lost, no one could be sure – aside from her dignity – because anyone who had offered to drink beside her had already had the wits to go home.  She was decked out on the floor, her eyes spiraling, her body naught but deadweight that Mebuki could not hope to bring up.

            But as fortune of the night would have it…

            “She drank too much, huh?”  That familiar chuckle made her stir.  A sensation of relief and embarrassment mixed as she slurred some nonsense and reached out to the yellow head now appearing next to Mebuki’s.  “She says eating too much Ichiraku is bad for me.  Here, I’ll take you home.  Thanks, obasan.”

            “Naruto,” droned Kushina as she was lifted up to her unreliable feet.  He could carry her easily, but when you could replicate yourself to lighten the load, why not?  A double of himself appeared at her other side so that she needn’t step at all.  He said his thanks to Mebuki again and to the bargoers, even if they had egged her into this state.  Silly…  Something he’d have fun teasing her about in the morning.

            “I was just… feeling lonely,” Kushina explained when they were a good way from the bar and her faculties were closer to her own.  Maybe a bit more honest, if not too honest…  “Without your dad…”

            “Heheh!  It’s alright, I understand,” said her son, who knew all too well the pain of loneliness and what it could drive a person to do.  “But, you don’t have to feel that way!  And neither do I!”  He gave her his big grin.  “Because we have each other, tebayo!”

            Kushina’s heart throbbed at his sincerity.  Oh, Naruto~♥

            She was mush for him, and the excitement of the drink hadn’t fully ebbed.  The abundant honesty was there.  She felt it necessary to sweep close to his ear to tell him a secret.  “I was going to kiss Mebuki,” she whispered her dirty secret, which made him flinch awkwardly.

            They were alone, and an alleyway was convenient.

            “Now… I’m going to kiss you.”  With a sudden jerk and mustered strength, she pulled away from the clone to catch her hands on Naruto’s shoulders and press him between herself and the wall, and quickly sealed his lips with hers in a very amorous kiss.  The little pecks they’d shared as mother and son were nothing like this.  She put her heady arousal in the force behind it and added her tongue for good measure.

            Instinctively, she prepared for him to repel her, to have the common sense and moral ethics that the sake made her lack.  Yet, after the initial shock that all had upon such a sudden act, he remained still.  His clone dissipated; perhaps she’d hit it too hard or it was just his own will.  She expected him to throw her away and implore her not to behave like this.

            She didn’t expect him to actually embrace her and return the kiss.  Her reaction was much more immediate, like she had come to her senses before him.  She looked at him with disbelief.  He seemed just as incredulous, though his disappointment came from the sudden stop now that he reciprocated.  “Na-Naruto!” she gasped out as if he’d offended her.  “What…?”  She came up short, unsure which question she should pose for them both to break apart, wipe their mouths, and never speak of this again.

            But Naruto’s gaze broke with that cheery smile of his again.  “I guess…  Haha!  Well, if my mom’s so beautiful, and she wants to do that…!”  He trailed off in a small fit of snickering laughs.

            “No!”  Kushina spun away from him, touching her reddened face.  Just how much had she sobered up after this?  Had she at all?  She had begun to tingle.  She must have still been drunk.

            She must have imagined the ridge that had started to form against her outer thigh when she was pressing him up against the wall.

            In her mental turmoil, she felt a hand grip softly but urgently at her shoulder.  “We’re almost home…”  He left it there, in case she wanted him not to be at home with her, if she wanted him to go home while she walked this off, or…

            She spun at him, hair flourishing dazzlingly around her, adding to the intensity of her eyes.  No way could a drunk woman make such a face…  She snatched his hand in hers and dragged him at a brisk pace behind her.

            They were going to do this.

            And they did.

            Kushina recalled it better, bit by bit.  How they’d eagerly climbed the stairs to their home, how she fumbled to get the door open and how the moment they were through they were at each other’s lips.  How, for a moment, she separated them at arm’s length, glowering at him and telling him that they should stop now and think this over.  How quickly they had thought it over and came to the same consensus of being willing and ready.  How they’d kissed again for her to stop them once more to grab at his hand and drag him along to her room.  How they couldn’t even remember to close the door before their passionate fit made them shed theirs and each other’s clothes.

            Naruto had gone for her pink nipples the moment they were showed from under her classy-but-playful bra.  He hefted one breast, mentioning that they were bigger up close – compliment or no? – and latched onto it with a suckling mouth.  Kushina had groaned and offered her chest to her boy, guiding his hand to fully explore the other one.

            Yet he seemed to have an understanding about women that she hadn’t thought he would have.  When his mouth switched breasts – more tongue-use and eye contact with this one – he did not start to massage the neglected one; he instead blazed a trail southward.  Where had he come up with this technique?!  Had training with Jiraiya-sensei embolden him?!  Or was it firsthand experience?!  Jealously, she chose to believe he had sexual acumen, but forgave all suspicions when his fingers combed through her hair and dabbed at the wet flesh between her legs.

            He gestated with the nub excitedly, caressing it between thumb and forefinger before pressing the pad of his middle finger down on it and gyrating vigorously until she clutched his shoulders – only his t-shirt and opened pants remained, as he was more intrigued to see her out of her clothes first – and called out to him in a way that resonated with the tight lump in his pants.  She felt the smile forge around her nipple right before its warmth departed.

            He was chasing the path of his hand.

            “Wait!” she gasped, now holding his shoulders to try to stop or slow him.  “What are you doing, tebane?!”

            Actions speak louder than words, and Naruto showed her just what he was doing.  No pause, no uncertainty, he shoved the lower half of his face right up into the gap between her thighs, though she had tried to close them and prevent his tongue from supping at her moisture.  The moment his tongue wagged against hers folds and clit, she was conquered.  Her head flung back, crimson tresses flashing and catching the shafts of moonlight piercing the parted curtains of the window – Dammit, she’d have to close them or risk a nosy Villager! – and cried out, “That’s amazing, tebane!”  She came quick, the heightened senses from long drinking, long celibacy, and short fuse all bringing her to the cascading ecstasy that even shocked her son as she wet his face.

            His tongue retracted, his blue eyed fixed on the dripping pussy.  “Already?” he asked himself, astounded, and then worked a pair of fingers up into her.  She made a noise like an airy snort as he stuffed the digits through her plumped-up walls, confirming that her tension was up and, yes, already.  His jammed fingers tried curling and scissoring, but her dense muscles did not allow much wiggle room.

            “Dammit!  I’m sensitive, tebane!”

            “Yeow!”  She was yanking at his hair.

            “Give me a moment!”

            And Naruto did; a little.  He didn’t try to provoke her clamped-closed cunt by stretching it out, but his embedded fingers did pump in and out, acting as a replacement for a cock.  Her juices squelched around his arrogance indulgence, and while she mewled and bucked her hips a few times, he wasn’t going to press his luck by going after her clit; not that he hadn’t wanted to see if she’d fall over if his tongue suddenly started to flick against it again.

            He slowed and gave her a true moment to calm down, though it only rosed the beast in his boxers when he watched his fingers withdraw from her slit.  They came out looking shiny and new.  “Wow” was all he got to say before he was suddenly flung by fearsome strength; around her and onto the bed, his legs dangling over the side.

            Kushina was one whose passion could strike fear in a person’s heart, and Naruto had gotten her riled.  She actually looked the part as she approached, seeming ravenous, a wild smile and blazing eyes, the back of her arm wiping spittle from her chin.  “It’s my turn now, tebane.”

            Naruto recoiled, thinking it was more of a threat than anything.

            She went for his pants with a vengeance.  The near-romantic tidings of before, the slow reverence of their taboo now an exhibition of ravenous sin, she wanted to get to the underneath of his trousers and boxers.  It was an emasculating moment for Naruto, but he redeemed himself when she came to pause for the exposure of his cock; something she thought she was ready for, but clearly was not.  She wasn’t expecting it to grandstand, lifting by its own strength from his bellybutton in healthy throbs.

            She’d birthed such a monster?!  Short time though she had seen it, it was… miniscule when he was born, nothing out of the ordinary; not that she was taking purchase of it.  She’d never thought that she’d be in this position with him!  But…

            “I-I didn’t think it’d be so…”  She trailed off, her breath shuddering as she grasped it with both hands, drawing it upward, almost coddling it to her bosom like a treasure.  He was embarrassed that she was treating it like that, but also felt a little boastful, knowing her reaction was a good one.

            But his haughtiness soon vanished when Kushina’s wicked smirk reappeared with a small “Heh.”  She wasn’t going to be daunted by his endowment, just because he exceeded the size of her breasts!  Even if she was petite – in comparison to the Tsunade-types of the world – she more than made up for it with her boundless vigor.

            Her hands contained him toward his tip, leaving the head exposed so that her tongue could dance and flounder around it, taking particular interest in licking up the beading precum the moment it surfaced.  She swallowed the precious little amount that she accumulated, though fully knowing this was only the start.

            There was a reason the handsome Minato’s eye never strayed from his uncouth wife, and she imparted it to Naruto.  She drank him slowly; the tip was massaged, and then her hands descended, offering her orifice a bit more, and more after that.  And then…

            “Glk!”  Her face pinched up, her eyes opening in varying sizes, one side of her nose crinkled up, and her mouth distended unevenly.  He’d gotten to the back of her throat… and she wasn’t really for it.  She suppressed her reflex then and stubbornly pressed onwa“GLK!!  Pft!”  Spittle rained on his lap from her stifled sputtering.

            Naruto wanted to press into her throat, but if this was all she could manage.  He didn’t want her to hurt herself.  “It’s alright,” he told her awkwardly, holding up a hand as a means to stop her.

            But she flashed him a challenging glare right before taking him out.  What a sight, to see her mouth open, slobbering and rising up off of his cock.  “Don’t think you can be so cocky,” she told him.  She crawled onto the bed, and just when he was thinking he was going to be mounted, she flopped around… backwards.  On her back, head dangling over the edge of the bed; she looked somewhat comical if not erotic from her naked breasts obstructing the view.  “Do it like this!  I can handle it!”

            Naruto, picking himself off the bed, wasn’t entirely sure what she meant for him to do until she actually explained that she wasn’t ready to give up so easily.  So… she wanted him to do it… like this.

            Was it the alcohol, or was his mom always a freak?  His cock loomed in front of her face as he got off the bed, and with her flashy smirk, she opened her mouth wide, tongue hanging – or lifting – out to give room, and shuffled to keep herself lined up.  He couldn’t help it; he thrust in with a grunt, his hands landing on her breasts and squeezing for support as he thrust through her mouth, ignoring her cough, and plunged into her throat.  Immediately, her body coiled up, hands shooting upward and her legs closing together.  Naruto too responded, groaning deep from the pleasure, ignorant to the plight of her body.  Involuntarily, he thrust and felt spit well up around him.  “Ah!  Mom!”

            Hearing him call out to her with such pleasure in his voice made Kushina tense up.  Was this a mini-orgasm she was feeling?!  From having her son say her name while balls-deep in her throat?!

            His-His balls are on my nose, tebane~

            She truly struggled to breathe, but she did not repel him.  Her legs kicked every so often when her lungs reflexively tried to expand.  She wondered if it was a mistake.  Her eyes screwed up, and she gulped down whenever her gag reflex acted up.  If she relaxed – nearly impossible – she wouldn’t have that problem, but oxygen was sorely missing.  But Naruto’s thrusting had gotten more fervent.  His balls bounced off of her nose each time he plunged.

            Naruto!  Her eyes were crossing and rolling to the back of her head.  Are you going to…?!

            “Cumming!” he exclaimed just as she felt hot globs jet down her gullet.  She practically came from the experience herself, her pelvis jumping off the bed, trying to fuck an imaginary partner hovering above her.

            The amount of Naruto’s semen pouring down her esophagus felt like it’d bloat her belly!  But when settled, the cock receding somewhat, she was still as she was a moment ago; just sweatier and a whole lot sluttier.  The cum mixed with booze and left her feeling light and happy, though that may have just been the asphyxiation.  She swooned when the long cock slumped out of her mouth, cum bubbling and running out and up her cheeks as she gave a goofy smile.  “Amazing♥” she drawled when Naruto awkwardly asked if she was alright.

            Her answer was good enough for him.  He was far from done.  He set her right on the bed, bunching her head up in the pillows and taking his stance above her afterwards.  His cock, covered in slobber and semen, dragged down her pelvis to make its way to her sopping pussy.  “More?!” she gasped between excitement and disbelief.  She opened and readied her legs regardless, and Naruto pushed hard into her, shoving her head and shoulders into the headboard, the pillows sliding ineffectually off to the side.  “Ahn!  Uhn!  Yes!  More!!”

            Not an ounce of sense was reclaimed by either of their orgasms; if anything, they went at each other more frenzied than before.  She hooked her legs around him, telling him that she refused to let him out unless he came inside her.  He, ignoring the sloppy stains around her mouth, kissed her hard on the lips and introduced her tongue to his own again.  Her hands clamped on the sides of his head, keeping them pressed firmly together.

            Again and again, she was banged into the headboard by his impetuous, passionate thrusts.  “Just like that, tebane!” she told him when their lips were not glued together, embracing him tight, burying her face in the crook of his neck.  “More!  Fuck me more, tebane!”

            Naruto surely would have been the first to cum, his mom’s words and actions being a bit too much for him; the looks she gave him when she pulled back, eyes dark with lust, her mouth making lewd smiles and gestures with her tongue or turning to wide O’s in a particular fit of pleasure.  But Naruto was always one to seek an opening and advantage.  With his fake hand, he reached between them and pressed against her gem with his thumb, strumming it back and forth, but it was the words he rasped at her that undid her: “I’m gonna cum in you, tebayo!”

            It was… what she wanted.  “Y-Yes…!” was her reply, nodding, knowing that they should do anything but that!  Outside, on her stomach, on her leg, face, breasts, she’d even turn around and…!  Not there, yet that was all she wanted at the same time!

            Her interests conflicted painfully with her conscience, so her body remedied the debate by closing and locking her heels underneath Naruto’s backside, jamming him as deep as she could take him – His tip shoved her cervix inward, her vagina not having taken something so big before – and began squeezing and undulating around him, squirting before she felt his hot jettisons firing through the channel to occupy her womb.  She couldn’t recall if it was a safe day for this – Such things had been unimportant with no interest in men – but the thought of harboring Naruto’s child did instill a sense of fear and ecstasy.

            O Naruto!  She kissed him deeply as he rolled his hips into her groin, groaning each time he landed inside her.  You make your slutty mom crazy, tebane!

            With a final surge, she saw his face drawn in its orgasmic delight before he gave out.  His weight pinned her down, breathing heavily.  She draped an arm over her head, smiling out the window.

            I didn’t get to close it…

            No matter.  She was asleep in seconds…

            And now she was awake, musing over the cum that was caked and flaking between her thighs, proving that it had all happened.  Naruto had slept next to her before, so it wasn’t proof of anything.  But the cum was proof.

            Her expression flattened.  She was not wooed anymore; the alcohol had turned against her, made her feel nauseous and made her head hurt.  Dammit, what was she thinking?!

            And I let him do it inside me!  She almost had to urge to knock his head, give him a hard wakeup call and show him the insides of her thighs.  “What are you going to do about this, tebane?!” she’d yell at him.

            But before the violent impulse could take place, she saw him smile in his sleep, and that calmed her down.  Still a little angry, though, she took her revenge by flicking his nose; he scrunched, but didn’t wake up.  “Foolish,” she whispered, but not to him, and then stumbled to the bathroom to wash up.

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