Chapter 26: Chapter 26 - Kushina 4

Thank God it was a dream. Naruto blamed everything on it being a dream.

For Naruto greatly respected and admired his father.

Naruto didn't want to think badly of his father.

His father had been a great man, and the reason for most of the goals in his life.

Even before he had known the blood relation between them, the Yondaime was his childhood hero. His aspiration. His idol.

But hearing that this woman who so clearly was made for sex… had been sitting trajically unfucked, had filled Naruto with a sense of derision. That dark feeling of superiority that wells up from the heart of the beast called man. The drive to sully that which should not be sullied. The drive to drag down that idol from his pedestal and plunder everything away.

The sick taste of taboo desire, to fuck his own mother. To stretch his own mother out with his youthful energy and his painfully hard cock.

Look at those plump pink lips. His father hadn't fucked those?

Look at the eager way she moistened those cock-pillows she was puckering as if to present them for the taking.

His father hadn't grabbed that flaming red hair and used his mother's throat?

This sex-bomb of a MILF was sitting at home with a virgin throat?

Naruto clamped down on the urge to laugh out loud in derision. "That's a waste." He muttered. "But no. You can't underestimate father. He is a great shinobi. He must be hard to fool. There is also the taste. Don't you kiss your husband with tongue?"

"I'll stop." Kushina promised instantly, the words coming from the bottom of her heart with no filter at all. On her knees, before her lovely son, her mind was too full of cock to put too many thoughts together. "If you wish it, darling."

Naruto shook his head, wondering how that would work. His father would come home from… whatever work he did in this dream world, tired and seeking a kiss. His loving mother meeting his father in the doorway, wads of fresh son-cum hidden in the nooks and cranny's of her teeth, meeting her husband's attention by turning her face away so that he would kiss her cheek. She dared not to open her mouth and let the musky scent of her son's jizz waft over her husband.

It wasn't tenable.

"That's even more obvious, mother. Do you want to get caught by him?"

"...No. It would break your father's heart. Your poor, dutiful father. I'm such a dirty slut for wanting it. I'm a dirty, desperate housewife." Kushina said sadly. "And I've loved him so long. I couldn't break your father's heart."

So she said.

But Naruto noticed something about his mother.

Even though she looked ashamed. Even though she protested with those pretty, cock-loving lips.

Her eager hands didn't break stride as she pumped his shaft.

Kushina also knew that her actions and her words didn't add up. Her son's disjointed gaze filled her with shame. But her fingers had a mind of their own now. The leathery feel of his foreskin felt hot under her impatient fingers ash she pumped her son desperately.

Naruto was torn between lust and disdain for his mother.

The image he had held in his mind all those years shattered as she revealed that was as much a whore as any other woman.

He tried not to blame her. He said he would not blame her. And he wouldn't.

But it took some effort on his part to maintain that frame of mind.

As they said, women had needs. Who knew so, better than him?

That's right. It wasn't her fault.

She couldn't help herself if she was a whore. She was a kunoichi, and unsatisfied.

And if he didn't take care of her, some random asshole on the street would do it instead, and wouldn't hold back.

"I'm just maintaining and taking care of you." Naruto promised, moaning. "And you're doing the minimal to help me. Believe me, mother. You're lucky I don't throw you down and mount you where you lay."

"Y-Yes." Kushina's voice came out in a squeak. "Thank you dear. You're such a filial son." Kushina breathed. "You take very good care of your dirty mother."

The mother needed both hands to work her son's thick shaft, and it made her feel like a child kneeling at his feet. It made her forget that she was a mother.

And staring that the drooling purple cock-head inches from her face drove Kushina wild. She felt every vein underneath her hands. She felt the throbbing of his pulse. She wondered how that throbbing would feel from the deepest parts of her insides. But her son wouldn't fuck her. He was a good son, and he wouldn't break their family apart. He wouldn't cross the line with her. "Not my throat then. I'll try to suck it without trying to deep-throat?" She asked tentatively. "I'll just… stuff your fat knob into my mouth? Baby?" She edged.

Naruto hissed at the combination of his mother's eager efforts and her slovenly words.

"Mmmm…" He groaned. "This again? We just started, and already you want to suck? At that rate you'd be on your back before the sun goes down."

Kushina had seen what happened to Yamanaka Ino after taking her son's cock once between her lips. So it was hard to refute.

But she wondered if that had been the moment of no return.

She wondered if just the first sight of his Masterly presence hadn't set the Yamanaka's destiny then and there in the Hokage's Office?

She again focused on her work.

Kushina pumped her son's cock for ten or so minutes. Her husband would have long since spent, but her son's powerful shaft showed no signs of being satisfied other than the pre-cum drooling tantalizingly from the tip. She became a little wilder in desperation to see her son's completion. To feel him spray his Jizz all over her upturned face. "Cum for me. Cum for your mommy." Kushina breathed. "Let mommy take care of you, darling." She couldn't help but stare at his huge, glistening cock-head. "…Just the tip?" She asked of her son.

Her son shook his head. "You better stop tempting me." He growled. "I know you're acting like a whore. Because you can't help it. Your body is crying out. But you're beautiful, mom. You're wonderful. If you keep asking me then I'm gonna say yes to something, and it won't bode well for your marriage to father. I don't want my parents getting divorced."

"No matter what we do, I would never leave your father. I have loved him since we were children."

"I can make you love my cock even more."

"Th-This and that are different. This is physical. What I have with your father is -"

"Mom, I said don't tempt me." Naruto warned, grasping his mother's thin wrists and using his hips to spank her blushing cheeks with the full length of his cock. "Or else I'll show you how a whore loves, and you can tell father if it exceeds the love of a wife or not."

Kushina whimpered.

Kushina fell silent, but wiggled in place. She didn't remember what the argument was about, either.

She wiggled needily and soon she found that without a word, her son pushed his right leg forward, his foot resting between her spread legs.

With a sense of deep shame, Kushina looked up at her son. He silently caressed her red hair and said nothing more. He only looked at her with understanding and compassion.

At what a whore she was.

Kushina's shame became as deep as the ocean. She had met a new low as she began to grind her needy cunt on her son's ankle. She could not think of a more servile way to get off

But she couldn't finger herself. She couldn't dream of sparing one of her hands from pumping her son's shaft.

Her son's fingers had given her more bliss than her husband's whole cock. But even his ankle? It was so crazy, the heat that suffused her just from grinding her pussy onto her son's leg like some randy stray dog. There was just something about her son. He was so strong and experienced.

The minutes ticked by in a warped haze. She came when the hard bone of her son's ankle rubbed her engorged clitty.

But her son's shaft still stood stubbornly. Her son was so used to being buried balls deep inside of a woman. It was as if his cock was simply too rugged to succumb to her naive handjob.

Kushina was desperate to satisfy her son.

Because he wouldn't let her suck, Kushina desperately raised into a stoop and tried to drip drool over her son's cock. She did not lick him. She would do anything if he would let her lather his cock up with her tongue directly.

But she dare not cross the line her son had so firmly set, and so she could only stick out her little pink tongue and let her copious saliva drool over him as if she was coating him in her gravy. She had no shortage of saliva because of the hunger for his cum that she felt suffuse her whole body.

She had never done this for Minato either. But Minato had never given her the need.

Soon her son's shaft was glistening. Shiny with her throat lubricant.

It only made her want to cram his tasty looking member down her throat even more.

The minutes again ticked by. Her son continued to spend fat droplets of precum from his even fatter cock. Yet Kushina was not sure she was any closer to satisfying this beastly son of hers.

Kushina was panting with need.

Her son made her cum again when he began to grind his big toe into her poor clit. It was shameful for her to mewl under his feet, but the simple truth was that he could do more to her son-loving cunt with one of his toes than any other man could do with their whole bodies.

She was desperate for him.

He said she couldn't suck him off. But she wanted him to cum on her face. She wanted him to make her hair sticky with his spend. She wanted him to spray a hot load down her chest. She wanted him to take a handful of it and spank his incestuous sperm into her ready cunt.

Her eyes flicked to the calendar. It wasn't a safe day.

Her heart felt sick at what she wanted, but thrilled at the same time.

She felt thrilled because it was sick.

She was ovulating. She could give her son a brother. She could give him a brother-son from his potent sperm.

Or a Sister. A little sister they could raise together as his daughter.

But they wouldn't do that. It was just a fantasy.

Unless her son decided to do it. Unless her son scooped up a handful of his hot spunk and told his mother to raise her ass and spread her pussy for breeding.

In which case Kushina did not trust herself to close her legs to him.

Her breath was hot. Her body was flush. The cock in her hands was shiny with her spittle.

"Baby… Baby… come for mommy. Go on baby. Cum all over your mommy's face." She whimpered wildly. She no longer gazed up at her son. Her eyes were magnetically attached to the glistening head of his fat cock.

She wanted to suck him. Lick him. Worship him. Her plump pink lips were only ruby red by the lipstick she especially wore every day for him. She had been prettying herself up every day for him, even before she consciously knew how much she needed her son's manliness. Now she wanted to mark his cock all over with her ruby red kisses. She wanted to leave a big red ring on the base of his cock after sucking his big monster all the way to the root. The fact that she couldn't, by his own order, only made her want it more.

"Can I kiss you?" Kushina wildly begged. "Mothers kiss their sons all the time. When my womb was still heavy from carrying you, I used to dream of kissing you better, if you were injured. If you were ever hurt. You're hurting now, baby, and it kills me that I did this to you. It kills me that my slutty body gave you blue balls like this, and I just want to make you feel better. I want to kiss you better, baby. Let mommy kiss you, oh please?"

Naruto chuckled.

"You're such a slut, mom." Naruto told her.

Kushina shivered. She almost came again. She kept humping her son's ankle like some kind of raunchy mutt. She was his mother. She should be the one telling him how things would be. But he had her begging for scraps, even while his Hyuuga whores got to take thirteen-and-a-half inches of prime beef down their throats every day.

But when you are a stray, with no owner to care for you, with no male to mount you, you would do anything to take the Master's scraps.

She would kill anyone that tried to pry her fingers off of her son's beautiful cock.

And she kept waiting on her son's reply.

She hung on his every word.

"All right. Go on." Came his deep, manly voice. Like an order from God. "Keep it chaste."

Just a kiss. Such a small thing. Perhaps one of the smallest possible checkpoints on the way to being a full blown sex slave.

But Kushina went wild over the right to chastely kiss her son's shaft.

Kushina eagerly pressed her plump red lips together as she did her best to kiss the drooling slit of her son's massive cock.

The line. The fucking line which he insisted on. It blazed so tantalizingly in her mind. They mustn't cross the line. But the promise of crossing it only teased her mind more.

It seemed so firm. It seemed as firm as her son's own willpower. Which is to say, it was absolute.

But now it budged. Just the smallest little bit. Such a small thing.

She had kissed her husband's penis before. A cold kiss. Not out of will. It was such a slutty act, after all, and only fit for porn. Real people didn't do that kind of thing. So embarrassing. And the act had filled her with reluctance. A brief peck and she was done. Simply to help encourage him to hardness after one of his hard days at work. To get her tired husband hard, when words and lingerie alone were not enough. To accomplish a task, that was all.

When she kissed her son's big cock, she was not cold. Her lips were hot and needy. She felt joy and excitement from the act. She kissed him and humped her hips into his ankle again.

She kissed him as her hands still vigorously pumped his thick shaft. In all intents, it looked as if she should have her lips wrapped around his cock head at the least.

But she could not. She was her son's servant in this matter, and could only hold a prolonged, chaste kiss on his cock-head as she pumped his shaft furiously. The promise of his taste lay so tantalizingly close. A simple word from her son would have unsealed her lips at any time. He did not have to beg for a blow-job. Nor was it reserved for birthdays or anniversaries. One word and she would be happy to choke herself on his shaft. Only one word and her servility kept her lips sealed.

She knew he had an excuse for things to come to this strange state - only a paper thin margin of technicalities keeping her from blowing her son's cock.

But it felt like he was simply teasing her. As if he could not possibly cock tease her any more than this.

And it filled Kushina's heart with a forbidden thrill. Though chaste, she kissed her son's pre-cum drooling piss slit with more passion than when she had met Minato at the altar.

If only she were in her virgin white wedding dress. Her old dress hung uselessly in the master bedroom. If only she was wearing it now, kneeling before her son's cock. Her pleated white dress pooling around her legs. Her virgin white dress elbow length dress-gloves helping to give her handjob an extra silky feel for her son. Her wedding veil pulled back. Her proud red hair wildly disordered as if freshly fucked ragged. Her skull held firmly in her son's iron grip. Kissing her son's slit while she desperately worked his shaft. Trying to coax her son into blessing their union with his incestuous seed. Vowing to him. What a pretty sight she would make.

Kushina drew back, her ruby red lips glistening with her son's incestuous pre-cum, and smiled up at him. "After…" She placed another chaste kiss on her son's cummy piss-slit. "This…" Kiss. "Can you… " Smooch. "Put me against the counter." Kiss. "Again?" A long, lingering kiss, where only Kushina's iron Jounin will kept her from disobeying her son and slurping all over his cock. "Will you." Kiss. "Take care of your mommy again?"