Chapter 25: Chapter 25 - Kushina 3

When the pleasure dazed Kushina finally came back to her senses, she was collapsed on her knees before her son in a puddle of her own feminine juices, panting for life giving air.

Her famous crimson hair was matted with sweat, sticking to her face and giving her that freshly fucked look.

Her right breast still had a pink palm mark from where he manhandled her. Her left breast still had little bite marks from when he toyed with her.

Kushina leaned heavily against the sink cabinet while blissed out in the afterglow.

Still in a daze, she let herself be manhandled by her son, doing little more than mewling in assent.

When he grabbed a fist-full of her ruby red hair and tilted her head back, she followed him willingly. He pressed a glass of water to her lips, and the dehydrated mother drank from her son's cup thirstily.

"There." He whispered, tucking her hair away behind her ear. "Doing better?"

Kushina smiled like a love-struck child.

The demonic lust in her heart had finally subsided underneath her satisfaction. And Kushina began to think clearly for the first time in a long long while. It dawned on her what she had done. And that she had done it with her own flesh and blood.

With clarity, ironically, came shame and regret. The light of reason once again illuminated her dirty deeds.

Her weakness was astounding to her. She could barely even face her precious boy.

She blushed until she threatened to match her hair. "Oh… Darling… My darling son… You-You really know your way around a woman." She stammered out.

Naruto chuckled.

"Your father… must never know." She said urgently. "I love you, honey, I do. My love for you eclipses my love for your father, for I love you as your mother. And that cannot be matched by my love as a wife. It cannot be matched by anything. But I… your father… I promised him… and I love him too…."

"Of course." Naruto replied reassuringly. "Mom, don't worry. I don't want to get between you either. I love you both." He said gently.

"Thank you dear." Kushina gushed in relief. "Only… Only this one time." She said shakily. "Never again."

"Mn." Naruto shook his head side to side and made a disagreeable sound. "I can't agree to that. I will do it when it is necessary." Naruto told his mother firmly, causing her eyes to widen. He stood over his collapsed mother. His enormous bulge was inches from her face. The fire she thought her son's magical touch had quenched began to burn again inside of her chest. "Just as I maintained your sink, I will maintain you too, mother. I will maintain you as a woman. Come on. How do you feel? Don't you feel better?"

"I… I can think clearly again. My head was so clouded every day, by… you… you know…"

"By lust." Naruto said with a twinkle in his eye. "For your own son."

"Don't say it!" In reflexive embarrassment, his red hot habanero mother surged to her feet and struck her son's arm in punishment.

If Naruto hadn't been used to fucking firecrackers like Sakura and Tsunade, he might have been punched through the wall.

But he was used to it, and did not budge an inch. Only smiling patiently back.

His mother noticed her son's sturdy arms, and how he took her blow without a flinch. She blushed, fighting the urge to squeeze her own son's biceps.

Her hips twitched, and gave way in weakness. She collapsed again.

Her son caught her gently by her shoulders and lowered her back to where she knelt before him.

"Are you all right?" Though he had been the one just struck, Naruto asked her, worried.

"I can't feel my hips." Kushina blushed.

"That's all right." Naruto told her, tucking a wild strand of his mother's hair into place. "Give it an hour or so. And, you'll get used to it as time goes on."

"Y-You're very familiar with it."

"It happens quite frequently with girls on their first time."

"I… dear, I'm not a virgin…" Kushina said bashfully. "Obviously, dear."

"I meant their first time with me."

Kushina blushed. "You… You didn't even put your big thing in me… did you?" She asked, wondering if she had been so dazed underneath his manual prowess that she hadn't even been aware of anything specific her son had done.

With a start, she realized that if he had shoved his huge cock into her spasming cunt, she would have been in such a daze that all she would have noticed was an even greater pleasure.

"It doesn't really matter" Naruto shrugged. "Fingers. Tongue. I spanked this slutty chuunin once. She was so keyed up that she came on my palm until she couldn't stand anymore. It's just your first time with me. Your body will adjust."

Kushina blushed, and whimpered weakly. "You're… my son." Kushina said, turning her face away from her son's manly bulge. "You can't talk as if we'll do it again and again. It's incest. It isn't right. What would people say? We absolutely can't. Not ever again! You're my son!"

"Your son." Naruto said, lifting up his mother's chin. "Is a man."

Kushina felt a thrill run from the tips of her ruby red hair all the way down to her aching pussy.

She tried to work her lips into some kind of denial.

But the feel of his calloused fingers still reminded her of her deepest place, as if he left fingerprints emblazoned inside her thrumming cunt.

And she already felt her needs re-surging. She must really be a slut.

Oh, Minato…. It was his own fucking fault. If only her husband was here to satisfy her, she wouldn't have to trouble her son.

"It is man's work." Naruto said simply. "To look after a woman's needs."

He said those simple words. And she knew she would need him again, Kushina realized. She needed him above her. Inside her. Just as much as before.

Just like that.

Dazed, Kushina looked up at her son. "Ok." She said submissively."You're the man." She told her son. "And it is man's domain. Whatever you say."

"Don't worry." Naruto told her. "It's not real incest. I only touched you a little. We didn't cross the line. It's like a massage. Don't all dutiful sons massage their weary mothers?"

She had no idea what he meant.

If that mind blowing, dominating experience wasn't crossing the line, then the line had no meaning.

"And it's not really cheating, really." Naruto argued. "You haven't accepted another man's cock into your body."

With a start, Kushina realized that her son hadn't actually fucked her yet.

Yet.

It seemed obvious. But to the woman kneeling weakly in a puddle of her own cum, unable to feel her hips, and feeling deeply and savagely fucked by her son's four inch fingers, it seemed utterly amazing.

Her husband's six inch prick lost all lustre in her mind.

Her womb was itching.

"But there is a problem." Her son told her, snapping Kushina out of a daze. "I've been trying to wake up by mentioning father, or questioning the state of this dream. But nothing works anymore."

"Have…you? I didn't hear. H-How long was I out?"

"You were shivering and dazed for 15 minutes."

After being finger fucked by her son, she had been senselessly cumming herself dry on the kitchen floor for 15 minutes.

"But there's a new problem. Mom, I am so used to being with a woman." Naruto told his mother.

Kushina was well aware.

"And so these days I don't really feel anything when I touch myself. In fact, there is a small riot in the house if one of my women catch me 'wasting' a perfectly good opportunity for one of them to be bent over the nearest horizontal surface. "

Kushina felt herself nodding in agreement.

"It's hard to ask, mom. But I've taken care of you." Naruto told her, his nerves seeping into his voice. He licked his dry lips. He hesitated one more time.

But his kneeling mother was so, so pretty and ready. She had moaned so sweetly.

It was just a massage... right?

Ziiip.

"So take care of me in the same way, mother." He told her, voice husky with lust.

Kushina's ears perked up at the sound. Whereas she had been staring adoringly up at the clear blue eyes of the son that had so satisfied her, now she snapped her gaze down to her son's pants.

And met a face-full of rock hard cock slapping her cheek.

She was dazed to feel the hot slab of man meat thicker than her wrist.

Kushina was so dizzied by the event that she felt like she had been struck by a tree trunk.

Kushina drew back to try to gaze at her son's cock, and paused. Because she could swear she should see the end of it already. She pulled her face back another three inches, then paused again. She looked up at her son and whimpered.

In the end she had to shuffle her knees backward and stared, hypnotized, at her son's prideful thirteen and a half inch cock.

Tree trunk hadn't been far off.

Naruto tried to pump his own shaft with a disjointed expression. When his shaft swayed up, her nose followed it up. When his shaft bobbed left, her whole body swooned after it.

His mother followed the bobbing cock-head as if she was a starving puppy following a tasty steak.

With a prankster's surge of willful playfulness, her son took his cock and slapped her cheek once more, and Kushina's head turned aside from the strike.

Not under the weight of her son's admittedly heavy cock.

But out of instinctive submission to it.

Kushina was dazed, and only looked back when she heard her son speak again.

"I am all backed up mother." Naruto accused. "I'm in agony after watching your beautiful body thrash under my fingers. My balls are fit to burst. And it's all your fault. You'll have to do something. Will you help me mother? Just your hands. You don't have to betray father. Just help your son with a little manual effort. I'm in agony from the womanly scent coming off of your sexy body. Look at what you've done to me."

Kushina's gaze locked on to her son's shaft in disbelief, a small gasp escaping her lips.

He had been hiding that python in his pants this whole time, and now he expected her to…?

He wanted her to…?

He was allowing her to…?

Entranced, she reached forwards with shaky hands.

It's wrong. It's incest. It's immoral. It's cheating. It's unforgivable.

His cock was so hard. He twitched in the air, so clearly desperate to be buried inside one of his many supple whores.

"It's not incest if I don't fuck you." Naruto said reassuringly, as if reading her mind. All the while, he gently caressed her crimson Uzumaki hair. "If I'm not prying open your womb and spilling incestuous seed inside. If I don't breed you. Just use your hands. It's the same as what I did for you. There's nothing wrong with it."

Kushina swallowed the drool collecting in her throat. She didn't know if her son was trying to convince her, or if he was convincing himself.

But one thing was sure. That angry purple cockhead deserved attention.

He was so much bigger than what he looked like in her visions of his everyday life.

The weight of the cock she had gazed upon obsessively was finally in her hands, heavy and warm.

Real.

Everything she had always dreamed it would be, and more.

He was majestic.

Such a crazy word to describe a lewd and veiny slab of man-meat.

But he was. It was indescribable as any other way.

He was majestic. It made her want to bow and worship and obey.

These were things she would have said if her mouth was still operating as a mouth - and not as just an empty, dry cocksleave that needed to be filled.

She felt her son's warmth burning her hands.

With his girth underneath her fingers, Kushina understood that her son really was backed up. He was hard as steel, and hotter than she could believe.

And he wanted her. She had done this to him. Her poor son.

And it was all wrong. Taboo.

Him fingering her senseless was wrong, even though it had tantalized her every womanly inch. And her son had only had to do so because she had been weak.

And now her jacking him off was also wrong.

Kushina gave her son's thickness a few tentative pumps, her son's drooling cock engorged painfully within her grasp.

Almost afraid at how lewd a sight awaited her, Kushina held her breath as she slowly drew her son's foreskin back.

He was beautiful.

Her lips were drawn towards the head as if magnetically attracted.

But her son, playfully, ignored her lips and tapped her cheek gently again with his pretty, pretty cock. He didn't have to slap her, she realized. Just a little tap on her cheek made her mind blank in a very similar way.

And Naruto worked his cock under Kushina's chin, then shifted his hips.

Naruto's bulbous purple cock-head twitched and raised his mother's chin upwards. And she had to stare again into her son's smokey gaze. She saw his playful, little, confident grin.

One day, away from the sight of this boy that seemed chisled from granite, and his dick that seemed to entrance her with it's perfect shape, Kushina may come back to her better senses.

But at that moment, she would have given her son everything.

"Don't worry mother. I love you." Naruto told his kneeling mother.

"I love you too baby." Kushina mumbled in answer.

"We won't cross the line." Naruto promised, caressing his mother's pretty red hair. "It's not incest yet."

"If you say so." Kushina answered submissively, licking her lips. "Can Mommy try to take care of you with her throat? I-I never tried with something so thick and long, but your Mother will do her best..." She promised with breathy gasps.

She had experienced a long and torrid romance with Minato. And had once thought she was satisfied. So she couldn't complain about him. After all she had never complained before. She had never thought she should. She had never asked him to take her roughly. She thought she liked it gentle. She thought seven inches was above average. She thought 10 minutes were, too.

She didn't think her husband had anything to be ashamed of. She didn't think size mattered, anyway.

She had been happy with him. Satisfied.

She was sure she had been happy.

With shivering fingers Kushina traced one huge, purple, throbbing vein that ran up the length of her son's shaft, and swallowed a thick mouthfull of the saliva her body was desperately producing to ready her throat for penetration.

She corrected her old thoughts after simply tracing that one thick vein.

No. She hadn't been satisfied.

True satisfaction was the back-bending, mouth-gaping, mind-melting sex that she saw her son give to the women underneath him day after day.

Naruto shook his head. "Oh Mom, don't be silly. What do you mean you'll use your throat? That's the line mother." Naruto said, his grasp on his mother's hair the only thing keeping her from gorging herself on his shaft. "Just use your hands."

"What?" Kushina snapped, recoiling at her son's words. Her whole body was offended by the idea that this masterful cock wasn't going right down her needy throat. Her hair flared up and glowed hot red from her angry chakra. "Why?!"

Not just her husband - other Kage across the world knew to back the fuck off when she flared up like this.

Her son's hard gaze wilted her famous temper instantly.

She remembered that he was a man. And she was a woman. She remembered the feel of his hand over her mouth and his his calloused fingers buried knuckle deep in her most delicate place.

Her voice became little and weak. "wh-why? if you… don't mind… answering…" Kushina asked. "You sucked my titties. You sucked and licked and drove me crazy."

Naruto sighed. "Because if I stretch out your throat - "

Kushina shivered in excitement.

"- Then father will surely notice when he tries to use you there. For instance Anko - You have mentioned that you've seen me with Anko - is the most talented sluts I know. To me, she is pretty tight in all of her holes. But when I order her to fuck, or even suck off one of her previous lovers, she cannot even tell if he's put it in. I have stretched her so much that the boy may as well try to fuck a cavern. It is stupidly telling." Naruto explained patiently. "The first time you deep-throat father after me, the whole secret will be out. And we would break his heart - or maybe he would try to break my legs."

Kushina got the feeling that her son had already experienced this phenomenon while plundering the wives of other men. But she smiled up at her caring son. Her hands still pumped his drooling cock insistently, and a trail of cock-starved drool trailed down from the corner of her shy, gently parted lips. "Oh, please, darling…" She said, with an ample blush on her cheeks and a small, shy, but vivacious smile. "As if I ever did anything dirty like that with your father."