Chapter 67: Kurenai [2] (18+)

Kael pulled his cock free with a wet schlick. Thick cum immediately spilled from Kurenai’s used pussy and ran down the inside of her thighs in heavy white streaks. Her legs gave out. She collapsed onto the tatami on her hands and knees, breathing hard, milk still leaking slowly from her swollen nipples.

Kael stepped behind her, grabbed both of her ankles, and yanked her legs up and back. Kurenai’s upper body dropped lower, her palms flat on the floor for balance, ass raised high in the air. He spread her thighs wider with his hands and lined up again. One hard thrust drove him back into her dripping cunt to the hilt.

"Ahhh—!"

Couch surfer. Kurenai balanced on her hands while Kael held her legs up and open, fucking her from behind with deep, steady strokes. The wet pap-pap-pap of his hips meeting her ass filled the hallway. Cum from earlier frothed around the base of his cock with every thrust and dripped onto the floor beneath them.

"Listen carefully, whore," Kael said, voice low and calm while he kept pounding her. "You’re going to take me to your room. Crawl. Use your hands. Don’t stop moving."

Kurenai’s arms shook. "N-Naruto... please... I can’t—"

He slammed in harder. "You can. You fucked my father in a hotel like a cheap slut. Now you can crawl while I use this pussy. Move."

She started forward on trembling arms. Kael stayed buried deep, matching her pace, fucking her with short, vicious strokes every time she advanced. The wet slap-slap-slap of skin on skin never stopped. Kurenai’s breasts hung heavy beneath her, milk still beading at the nipples and dripping onto the floor with every jolt.

"That’s it," Kael said, gripping her ankles tighter and spreading her wider. "Crawl for me. Show me how a home-wrecking slut moves when she’s got cock in her. Pap-pap-pap. Feel that? That’s what you get for spreading your legs for Minato."

Kurenai crawled toward the stairs, arms trembling, moans spilling out of her with every thrust.

"Ahh... ahh... Naruto... it’s too deep... ahh—"

"Keep moving. Up the stairs. Don’t you dare stop."

She reached the first step and struggled upward on her hands while Kael held her legs elevated and continued fucking her. Each step forced her to push higher. Every time she lifted herself, Kael drove in harder, the wet schlick-schlick of his cock sliding through the mess of cum and her own juices loud in the stairwell.

"Look at you," he said, voice rough with pleasure. "Crawling up your own stairs with my cock buried in your married cunt. Does it feel good, Kurenai? Does getting fucked like a dog while you climb make that slutty pussy drip more?"

"Ahhh—please—slow down—ahh—"

"No. Faster. I want to hear those tits slap while you crawl. Smack-smack. That’s the sound of a whore who couldn’t keep her legs closed."

Kurenai climbed higher, arms shaking violently now. Kael never pulled out. He fucked her through every step, the angle making his cock drag against her front wall with every thrust. Her moans turned higher, broken, almost continuous.

"Uh... ahh... ahh... Naruto... I can’t... ahh—fuck—"

"You can. You took my father’s cum on a funeral day. You can take mine while you crawl to your own bed. Keep going."

They reached the top of the stairs. Kurenai collapsed onto her elbows for a second, gasping. Kael didn’t give her time. He yanked her ankles higher, almost folding her in half, and slammed back in.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap. Move. To the room. Now."

She crawled down the hallway on trembling arms, Kael still buried deep, still thrusting. Milk continued to leak from her breasts with every jolt, leaving pale drops on the floor. The wet sounds of their bodies filled the quiet house—slick, rhythmic, filthy.

"Your daughter’s sleeping somewhere in this house," Kael said, voice low and mean. "And here you are, crawling like a bitch in heat with cock balls-deep in you. What kind of mother are you, Kurenai? The kind who lets other women’s husbands ruin her, then lets their son finish the job."

"Ahhh—stop saying that—ahh—"

"Why? It’s true. You opened your legs for Minato. Now open them for me. Crawl faster."

She reached the bedroom door. Kael kicked it wider with his foot and shoved her inside. The moment they crossed the threshold he released her ankles. Kurenai dropped fully onto her hands and knees on the bedroom floor, panting, ass still raised, his cock still buried inside her.

Kael didn’t pull out. He walked forward, forcing her to crawl the last few steps to the bed. When they reached it he sat down on the edge of the mattress, still deep inside her, and pulled her back onto his lap in one motion.

Hot seat. Kurenai ended up sitting on his cock, back to his chest, legs spread wide over his thighs. Kael wrapped one arm around her waist to lock her in place and grabbed a fistful of her dark hair with the other, yanking her head back against his shoulder.

He started thrusting upward hard and fast.

"Ahhh—Naruto—!"

"That’s right. Say my name while I use this cunt." His hips snapped up, the wet pap-pap-pap of his cock driving into her loud and wet. "You feel that? That’s Naruto’s cock stretching the same pussy my father stretched. How does it feel knowing both of us have filled you?"

Kurenai’s hands gripped his thighs for balance. Her breasts bounced with every upward thrust. Milk still leaked from the nipples in thin streams.

"Ahh... ahh... too rough... ahh—"

Kael pulled her hair harder, forcing her spine into a deep arch, and fucked her faster. "You don’t get to complain. You started this the day you decided Minato’s cock was more important than your marriage. Now take what you earned."

He reached around with his free hand and pinched one leaking nipple hard, rolling it between his fingers while he kept slamming up into her. More milk spurted.

"Look at that. Still leaking for me. Did you leak for him too when he fucked you in that hotel? Did you moan his name the same way you’re moaning mine?"

"Ahhh—please—ahh—Naruto—"

"Louder. I want the whole house to hear what a slut you are." He yanked her hair again and thrust harder. The wet smack-smack-smack of their bodies grew faster. "Tell me how it feels having your lover son’s cock buried in the same hole your lover used."

Kurenai’s voice cracked. "It... it feels... ahh—too full—ahh—"

"Good. It’s going to feel fuller in a minute." Kael’s pace turned brutal. He held her hair tight and used the grip to bounce her on his cock, the wet pap-pap-pap never slowing. "I’m going to fill this married pussy again. And you’re going to sit here and take every drop like the home-wrecking whore you are."

Her walls started fluttering around him. Kurenai’s moans climbed higher, broken and desperate.

"Ahh—ahh—I’m going to—ahh—Naruto—!"

"Come on my cock then. Show me how much you like being used by both of us." He pinched her other nipple hard and slammed up into her. "Come for the son of the man you cheated with."

Kurenai shattered. Her pussy clamped down hard, pulsing and squeezing around him as she came with a long, high cry. Kael kept fucking her through it, the wet sounds turning even filthier as more of her juices mixed with the cum already inside her.

He didn’t stop. He kept the same brutal rhythm, hair still locked in his fist, bouncing her on his cock while she trembled and moaned through the aftershocks.

"That’s it. Keep squeezing. Milk me with that slutty cunt the same way these tits are still milking for me." He leaned forward and bit the side of her neck hard enough to leave a mark. "I’m close. You’re going to take every drop deep. Understand?"

"Y-yes—ahh—Naruto—yes—"

Kael’s thrusts grew shorter, harder, more erratic. The wet pap-pap-pap turned frantic. He yanked her hair back one last time, buried himself to the root, and came hard, flooding her already-full pussy with thick, hot pulses.

"Take it," he growled against her ear. "Take every fucking drop, you cheating whore."

Kurenai sobbed out a moan as the heat filled her. Kael kept grinding up into her, forcing every last spurt as deep as it would go, until his cock finally stopped twitching.

For several long seconds the only sounds in the room were their harsh breathing and the soft drip of milk and cum onto the sheets. Kael stayed buried inside her, one hand still tangled in her hair, the other resting on her stomach where he could feel the mess he had left.

He gave one slow, deliberate thrust, pushing the fresh load deeper, and spoke against the side of her neck.

"Next time you decide to fuck my father," he said quietly, "remember how this feels. Because this is what happens when I finds out."

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