Chapter 88: Boruto's Special Training

Chapter 88: Boruto's Special Training

So, for two hours, Naruto tried to accustom Sarada to this shameless occupation.

And in the end, an excellent result came out. A long tongue, a small thread of saliva falling from its tip and a rather obscene face of a kunoichi, opened up to him in all its glory. She averted her eyes, but this time she let him look. It was not even worth talking about the flood that took place in her panties and the situation with her body. Sarada had never experienced such difficulties before. That's just, perhaps by accident, but she managed to convince herself that unwittingly, but she began to control herself. Perhaps Naruto's workout was really effective ... The thought of him helping her take control of her body made her shine with happiness!

This simple workout has paid off. Self-deception or not, but the flood in Sarada's panties did not weaken at all, even Naruto could already see the droplets flowing down her legs. Here, the blind man will probably understand everything, but he confidently pretended not to see anything, although he continued to be amazed at such an amazing reaction.

"This girl is something with something ..."

The Hokage bent down slightly and contemplated Sarada's obscene face with delight.

- Ha ha, you did it! I was not mistaken in you, you are a wonderful student!

He praised her and licked his lips, he wanted to take her first kiss and touch this sweet place with his tongue. Recently, he got tired of simple sex with small elements of perversion, he wanted something more ... Ino showed him very even obscene language games, from which he wanted to have fun with Sarada. But, he was still aware of the situation and could only admire and swallow the coming saliva. It is difficult to restrain yourself from such a depraved sight ... Until she understands where everything is going, then it is impossible to act.

Already out of habit, he stroked his sweet girl, once again bringing her warm pleasure, Sarada returned her tongue to its place and embarrassedly lowered her head, enjoying his caresses herself.

As usual, he withdrew his hand suddenly. Under her slightly displeased and at the same time begging look, he simply winked and waved his hand:

- Come on, you lack confidence, in the next days I will help you. While the workout is over, you can work out at home in front of the mirror.

"I-got it.

- Well, the main thing is that you can please yourself. As soon as you see something special in the mirror, show me next time.

Sarada nodded quickly - the result of this strange workout impressed her and the effect showed itself instantly. Maybe there is another secret, but it was enough for her that being as excited as possible, Naruto did not notice anything at close range!

"I managed! H-ah ... "- a heavy sigh seemed to wash away all the experiences of today. She may not want to admit, but, for some reason, even from such a strange practice and such an embarrassing action, she felt good ...

Already returning home, Sarada kept thinking about it:

"I'm not like her, I just can't like this ..." - swallowing, she stopped and sighed:

Naruto was right next to him, sat down and admired the bloody face of his son, slapped him on the forehead, bringing him to consciousness:

- Don't sleep kid!

- Eh ... Khaaa! Grabbing his bleeding nose, Boruto screamed as if stung.

- Aaaa! It hurts! You!!! I'm your son!

Spitting blood, the guy himself did not notice how his tears came out. Naruto just laughed, and then held out his hand, but did nothing dangerous, but just smiled and stroked Boruto, as he did recently with Sarada.

"You missed a good punch in the face. The father must teach his son three basic things for a street fight: make him beat a superior opponent, run away, and then get him in the face with his eyes open. You need to be able to take a punch, remember.

Now Naruto seemed more serious than ever, Boruto even for a moment forgot about the pain and looked at his father in bewilderment. He seemed to him surprisingly ... Cool!

But then...

`` Y-you ... Just ... '' Boruto growled, still moaning in pain, `` Y-you broke my nose ...

- It will be a lesson. Naruto shrugged his shoulders. "Even your girlfriend or boyfriend can hit you in the gut or spit in your soul. Always be ready for this, and if you missed a blow, then do not dismiss your snot. Standing up, Naruto showed his son his sinister grin for the first time.

"And if they rush without stopping, let them flow down your chin and keep fighting!

"W-what ?!" Boruto flinched, Naruto shocked him even more. It seemed that he could do everything in the world ... His words seemed to be imprinted in his soul, like this evil smile, full of self-righteousness and cunning.

Naruto turned around and waved his hand.

- Don't die here, wash yourself and blow home. You worked hard, eat well and go to sleep, tomorrow there will be training again.

Already when the man walked away, Boruto involuntarily lowered his hands, allowing the blood to drain onto his clothes:

- I-understood, father ... - involuntarily his bloody lips stretched out in a semblance of his father's grin, his blood-stained teeth did not sparkle so brightly, but looked rather ominous. Tears came out. For the first time in his life, Boruto felt such a strange "care" from his father and for the first time he treated him this way ... But, for some reason, he was happy.