Chapter 82: Kushina [End] (18+)

Kael carried Kushina back to the bed and laid her down carefully. Water still clung to her skin. Her body trembled with exhaustion, but her eyes were open now, watching him with a mixture of resignation and something quieter. He sat beside her and ran a hand over her damp thigh.

"Mom, it’s not fair. I’m not the first person who used your pussy. It should have been me who should have made you pregnant."

Kushina’s voice came out rough and tired. "But if I didn’t have sex with your father, how would you have been born?"

Kael shook his head. "Even then it’s not fair. How about I use your different hole."

Before she could answer he turned her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up slightly, and guided her chest flat against the mattress. Her arms rested forward, elbows bent, the classic sphinx posture. Kael poured the last of the oil over the tight entrance between her cheeks and worked one finger inside slowly. Kushina’s breath hitched.

"Naruto... wait... that place..."

He took out the oil and put it in near her hole and he added a second finger, stretching her carefully while his other hand stroked his cock back to full hardness. When she felt open enough he withdrew his fingers, lined up the thick head, and pushed forward. The tight ring of muscle resisted, then gave. Kushina’s cry was sharp and high as the first inch sank into her ass.

"Ahhh—!"

Kael held her hips steady and fed himself in slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully buried. The heat and pressure around his cock were intense. He stayed still for several long seconds, letting her adjust, then began to move in short, careful strokes. The wet schlick of oil and the tighter drag of her ass filled the quiet room.

Kushina’s fingers curled into the sheets. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. Every thrust forced a broken moan from her throat mixed with soft, continuous cries.

"It hurts... ahh... Naruto... please... ahh—"

"Breathe," he told her, voice low while he fucked her. "You’re taking it. Just like that."

He kept the rhythm steady and deep. The sphinx angle let him watch every inch of his cock disappear between her cheeks. Her ass flexed around him with every stroke. Kushina’s moans climbed higher, raw and open. The pain slowly mixed with something else as her body adjusted. Kael’s hands spread her cheeks wider so he could sink even deeper. The wet pap-pap-pap of his hips meeting her soft flesh grew louder.

"Uh... uh... uh... fuck... ngh!"

He fucked her in the sphinx position for a long time, never rushing, letting the tight heat of her ass milk him with every thrust. Kushina’s cries never fully stopped. Tears ran down her cheeks into the pillow. Her body shook, but she stayed in position, taking every deep stroke.

When he wanted a different angle he pulled out slowly, the sudden emptiness drawing another soft cry from her. He guided her onto her hands and knees, then pushed her chest lower and her knees farther apart so her back arched deeply. He moved in behind her again, lined up, and thrust back into her ass in one smooth motion.

"No—don’t—ahh—I’m right there—!"

The new posture opened her further. Kael gripped her hips and set a harder pace at once. The wet slap of his body against her ass echoed through the room. Kushina’s arms trembled under her. Every thrust forced a high, broken moan from her throat. He reached under her and rubbed her clit in firm circles while he fucked her ass, the dual sensation making her cry out louder.

"Naruto... ahh... too much... ahh—"

"You can take it." He kept thrusting, the tight heat of her backdoor gripping him perfectly. "Your ass was made for this."

The wet sounds grew filthier. Oil and her own arousal mixed until every stroke was slick and loud. Kushina’s breasts swayed heavily beneath her. Her moans turned continuous, almost sobbing with the intensity. Kael’s fingers never left her clit. He rubbed her in time with his thrusts until her whole body tensed and a reluctant orgasm rolled through her, walls fluttering around his cock even in her ass.

"Ahh! Ahh! Fuck—I’m cumming—... ahhhhh~"

He fucked her through it, drawing the climax out until she was shaking and whimpering. Only then did he slow, still buried deep, and carefully turn her onto her back without pulling out. He hooked both of her legs over his shoulders, folding her nearly in half, and settled between her thighs.

The position let him watch her face while he used her ass. Kushina’s eyes were glassy, lips parted, cheeks wet with tears. Kael braced himself and began to thrust again, long and deep. The wet schlick of his cock sliding in and out of her tight hole filled the space between them. Her breasts pressed up against her own thighs with every movement.

"Look at me," he said. "I want you to watch while I fill this hole too."

Kushina’s gaze met his. She has now long forgotten the one she is fucking is her own son. He cummed inside her so many times and now it’s like it’s is the most natural thing to do.

Soft, broken moans left her with every stroke. The intimacy of the face-to-face angle made everything more intense. Kael leaned down and kissed her while he fucked her ass, swallowing her cries. His pace increased. The pressure at the base of his spine built fast and heavy.

"I’m close," he warned against her mouth.

"Ahh—ahh—too much—stop—stop!"

She tried to speak, but only a moan came out. Kael thrust hard one last time, buried himself to the root, and came deep inside her ass. Thick pulses flooded the tight channel. He ground against her through every spurt, forcing the heat as far as it would go.

"Grrnnngh... take it..."

He stayed locked inside her for several long seconds afterward, breathing hard, watching the dazed expression on her face. The system window finally flashed.

[Quest 10/100 : Fuck Kushina Multiple times ✓]

The quest was complete. The forced erections would stop. Kael slowly pulled out. A thick mix of cum leaked from her used hole and ran down onto the sheets. Kushina lay limp beneath him, body marked and trembling, eyes half-closed.

Even though the system had released him, the heat of her body and the way she still clenched around nothing kept him hard. He looked down at her—red hair tangled, breasts rising and falling, thighs open and wet—and decided the week was still his. Minato would not return for days.

He thought it’s not like she is my mother.

Kael leaned down, kissed her softly, and pushed back into her ass one more time. Kushina’s soft moan rose under him as he began to move again, slower this time, savoring every tight inch.

The rest of the day and the days that followed blurred into the same rhythm: her body open for him whenever he wanted, her moans filling the house, her protests growing weaker until they faded into nothing but the wet sounds of him taking her again and again.

The days that followed blurred together.

With the quest completed the forced erections stopped, yet Kael’s hunger for Kushina’s body did not. He took her in the kitchen the next morning while she tried to prepare breakfast, bending her over the counter and sliding into her from behind while the rice cooker steamed. Her hands braced on the wooden surface, soft moans mixing with the quiet sounds of the house. She told herself she was still only helping him, that the lingering need in his body was something she had to manage until it fully settled. The wet slap of skin on skin said otherwise.

He fucked her in the bathroom again that same afternoon, pressing her against the tiled wall under the warm spray and lifting one of her legs to his hip so he could watch her face while he moved inside her. Water ran over both of them. Kushina’s arms looped around his neck for balance. Her voice broke on every deep thrust, but she did not tell him to stop.

The bedroom remained their most frequent place. He woke her with his mouth on her breasts and his cock already hard against her thigh, then rolled her onto her stomach and took her slowly from behind until she came with her face pressed into the pillow.

Later he sat her on the edge of the low table in the living room, spread her legs, and fucked her there while the afternoon light spilled across the floor. Her back arched. Her hands gripped the edges of the table. Soft, continuous sounds left her throat with every stroke.

One evening he led her outside into the small enclosed garden behind the house. The air was cool. He bent her over the low stone bench, pushed her nightdress up, and entered her in one smooth thrust. The quiet night carried the wet sounds of their bodies farther than either of them expected. Kushina bit her lip to stay quiet, but the moans still escaped. Kael’s hands stayed firm on her hips while he used her under the open sky.

Through all of it she kept the same quiet justification in her mind. She was helping her son. The strange hunger that had driven him needed an outlet, and she was the safest one. Yet every climax that rolled through her body chipped at that explanation. The pleasure was too sharp, too repeated, too easy to fall into. Something inside her had begun to shift. She noticed it in the way her body responded faster each time he touched her, in the way her thighs pressed together when he was not around, in the way her eyes followed him across a room.

By the fourth day the change became clear even to her.

Kael was sitting on the edge of the bed reading when she entered the room without being called. She closed the door, crossed to him, and sank to her knees between his legs. Her hands opened his pants with quiet certainty. He was only half-hard. Kushina leaned forward, took him into her mouth, and began to suck in slow, deliberate strokes. The wet gluck of her lips sliding down the shaft filled the quiet space. She used her tongue the way she had learned he liked, pressing along the underside, swirling around the head whenever she pulled back. Her hand stroked what her mouth could not reach. Within minutes he was fully hard against her tongue.

Kael looked down at her, fingers grabbing her red hair. "Mom..."

She did not answer with words. She only took him deeper, eyes closed, the soft wet sounds of the blowjob steady and focused. When she finally pulled off, a thin string of saliva connected her lips to the head of his cock. She climbed onto the bed, straddled him, and sank down until he was buried inside her. The quiet moan that left her was pure want.

From that point on she came to him without being asked. Sometimes it was a handjob while he tried to eat. Sometimes it was her mouth in the middle of the afternoon. Sometimes she simply lifted her nightdress, guided his hand between her legs, and showed him how wet she already was. The justification of "helping" still lived somewhere in her thoughts, but it grew thinner every time her body moved toward him first.

Kael took everything she offered and more. He fucked her on the kitchen floor, against the hallway wall, bent over the bathroom sink while she watched their reflection. He came inside her so many times that the evidence of it stayed on her thighs for hours. Kushina’s voice grew softer when she moaned his name. Her hands pulled him closer instead of bracing against him. The line she had once tried to hold had dissolved under the weight of repeated pleasure.

On the morning Minato was due to return, Kael woke her with his cock already sliding into her from behind. He took her slowly, one hand on her breast, the other rubbing steady circles over her clit until she came with a quiet, shaking cry. Afterward he helped her bathe and dress. Kushina moved through the house with a calm that almost looked normal, though her body still carried the faint marks of the week and the deeper change that no one else would see.

When the front gate finally opened and Minato stepped through with his travel pack, both of them were already waiting.

Kushina smiled the same warm smile she had always given her husband. Kael stood slightly behind her, one hand resting low on the small of her back. As Minato raised a hand in greeting, Kael’s fingers slid lower and squeezed the soft curve of her ass through the fabric of her dress, firm and possessive, hidden from view by the angle of their bodies.

Minato walked toward them, smiling, completely unaware.

Kushina’s breath caught for only a second. She did not step away.

The week was over. The house was about to fill with three people again. And the quiet pressure of Kael’s hand on her ass said the new balance between them had not ended with Minato’s return.

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