"Huh?!" Hinata replied in shock. "You're here now?!"
"Yes, now! Why are you so shocked?" Hanabi pursed her lips exaggeratedly and then shifted to a silly pout. "You don't want your baby sister around…?" Hinata stared for a moment at her ridiculous sister. The woman was leaning over, batting her eyelids as if she was entirely innocent.
"Are you outside?" The mom asked, glancing quickly around the room.
'There's nothing that could tip her off…' Hinata confirmed to herself, knowing that the semen splattered clothes were in the wash already. Then, her mind jumped to the images that had her attention only moments earlier. 'The pictures!'
"Why are you so jumpy? Is someone in the room with you? You keep looking around."
"Huh?!" Hinata jumped, a strong blush striking her pale skin. "No! Hanabi!"
"Are you kidding me? Are you with him right now?!" Hanabi's brighter tone turned almost tinny as she squealed in excitement. Hinata's sister's lips curled and her smoky eyes narrowed. "Did you just fuck?"
"Hanabi!" Hinata snapped sternly. "Bolt is at home right now!"
"...oh." Hanabi's tone changed and her enthusiasm was entirely gone. "That little shit."
"I'm coming to let you in, but please don't mention anything to Bolt. I don't want him thinking badly of his Mom…" Hinata asked softly as she began to make her way out of the living room.
'It's bad enough that he thinks I'm a slut…'
"Sure, sure Hinata. Don't worry, I'm not going to be talking about stuff like that with a kid around." The phone clicked and Hinata approached the front door tentatively. She hadn't expected Hanabi to arrive so soon but then it was probably for the best. The navy haired mom wasn't sure how to handle her son anymore and having a buffer would at least help.
'I just need to make sure she doesn't notice anything strange…' The door swung and the sisters came face to face, each with their own expressions. Hinata with a worried smile and Hanabi with a confident smirk.
"Come on in." Hanabi Hyuuga entered the Uzumaki household with open arms. She beamed at Hinata and, despite her worries, the mom embraced her sister. Their bodies melded together as Hinata wrapped her arms around Hanabi's neck and her sister took Hinata's waist. The familiar silky perfume hit Hinata and it took her back to their childhood for a moment before Hanabi snapped her back.
Slap!
"Ahhn!" Hinata yelped as the firm slap resounded in the hallway. Her asscheeks shook through the skin tight black jeans she'd worn as she glared at her sister.
"I said I wouldn't talk but that doesn't mean I won't touch…" Hanabi laughed off Hinata's gaze and instead circled the mom with an appraising look. "Damn, what do you eat to keep a body like that sis?!"
"Hanabi!" Hinata chided, twisting her head to keep up with her vivacious sister. "Stop… Bolt's just come out of the shower…"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah…" Hanabi shrugged off, stopping her slow scan. "Whatever, the snotty little kid is probably busy with his games still…"
"More importantly, what'd do you think?" Hanabi smiled confidently, her soft lips pulling back into that easy grin Hinata was so familiar with.
"What?" The older sister asked with a raised eyebrow. Hinata looked her younger sister up and down. Her long brown hair, her denim jacket and the white tank top beneath it. It was cropped and showed off her toned midriff nicely along with the navel piercing.
"What?" Hanabi parroted. "What do you think?" The brunette twirled, her long silky hair swishing around her as she spun.
"Be honest, I look good, don't I?" Hanabi smirked.
"Hah…" Hinata scoffed. "So, that's what you meant…"
"That's a weird way of saying I look hot, sis." Hanabi narrowed her eyes.
"..." Hinata ignored her. Hanabi did look nice. The denim jacket suited her small shoulders and matched the tattered jeans she paired them with. A light blue that was more threads than whole and showed off the firm legs beneath. The more surprising bit was that it was ripped around her ass too and exposed the base of her rounded cheeks. "Get inside and get changed. I don't want Bolt seeing his aunt like this…"
"..." Her sister didn't reply immediately.
"Hanabi."
"Hmm…" Hanabi pouted exaggeratedly but she nodded, pulling a large suitcase from the doorway into the hall.
"You can leave that here, Bolt will take it up to the guest room later." Hinata gestured to the side and turned to head for the kitchen.
'As long as I keep Bolt at bay while Hanabi is around, it'll be okay…'
"Hey, Hinata, what are you doing right now?"
"Huh, I'm just going to make some lunch…" She picked up a knife and a cutting board.
'It'll be easy. I just need to control him and Hanabi will make that easier. Bolt won't be as free to act up with her around me…'
"Do you have that credit card still?"
"Yeah…" Hinata answered absentmindedly, her thoughts consumed with her sexually charged son. "I can make you something-"
"No, we're going shopping." Hinata spun around as her sister's firm tone grabbed her attention.
"What?"
"Shopping. Now. You, me, tiny dressing rooms." Hanabi rephrased just as matter-of-factly.
"Hanabi, I don't have time to go. I need to do a bunch for the house-"
"Aren't you loaded?" Hanabi strolled after her and placed a hand on her hips.
"Hanabi-"
"I know you are sis…" Hanabi shook her head. "Just get a maid to do all that shit. Better yet, let me get one and then we can save time choosing one."
"Haha…" Hinata laughed slowly. Her sister had always been funny. "No, Hanabi, we can't just get a maid…"
"Why not?" The brunette pushed. " It doesn't need to be a live-in butler. Just a two-three hour job every few days to keep everything in check so you can take it easy."
Hinata opened her mouth to disagree but found the words lacking. Her sister always had a way of pointing out the easy route. Often, Hinata would refuse instantly but this time it gave her a moment. A maid might help with Bolt too, and she would be able to relax much more. After all, he wouldn't try to fuck her with a stranger around.
"We're not going shopping now." Hinata changed the subject, hoping her sister wouldn't pick up on her moment of weakness.
"Oh come on, when's the last time you actually used all that money for something? Why live like this when you could have a comfortable life?" Hanabi ran her eyes over Hinata and then reached out to grab at her necklace.
"Hey!" Hinata called out.
"This rock is fucking huge!" Hanabi spoke in awe as she rubbed her fingers against the emerald. "See, you do know how to spend, I don't know why you're acting like you're fucking broke."
"No shopping." Hinata reiterated, tugging the chain back and letting it settle around her neck again, before setting about the fridge to take a few items out. "What do you want to eat?"
Hanabi showed up again beside her, pushing right against Hinata and rubbing their shoulders together.
"Come on, do it for me~" Hanabi cooed in her ear, her voice extra sweet.
"No."
"Just a few stores, I promise…" Hanabi mewled, wrapping her arms around Hinata's waist.
"No, Hanabi."
"Oh come on sis! It'll at least get you out of the house…"
"..." Hinata paused, putting the knife down on the counter as her brain worked.
'Out. Away from Bolt…'
"Come on~~" Hanabi pushed again, rubbing her back encouragingly and it stopped Hinata.
"No, Hanabi. Now stop trying and help me with these sandwiches."
"Tsk!" Hanabi tutted in annoyance, pulling away and releasing Hinata from her warm grip. "I'm going to put my stuff away then."
"Hey, is that Hanabi I'm hearing?" Bolt's voice rang out and Hinata's body was instantly on edge. She turned and watched as her sister scoffed, clicking at her fancy phone as she replied.
"That's Aunt Hanabi to you, you… oh…" Hanabi's words fell away as she lifted her head and took in the teen opposite her. Hinata watched as her sister turned quiet, her phone forgotten as she looked at her nephew. Deep inside her, a worrying feeling began swirling.
~oOo~
"Damn, Aunt Hanabi, you look great!" Bolt complimented easily as he set his eyes on the younger sister of his mom. Hanabi Hyuuga was a rare sight for Bolt even when he was younger. Stories of multiple trysts and marriages to foreign nationals and businessmen surrounded her but he'd never known her well enough to verify them. He stepped closer, his eyes running up and down her body as she did the same silently. The only thing Bolt really knew about his aunt was that she didn't like him when he was younger.
"Hey, Bolt… Babe, wow…" Hanabi had a huskier voice than her sister. "Hi, and yeah, call me Hanabi…"
"Hanabi then." Bolt stopped a few inches from her, their eyes still appraising each other openly. "You look hot."
"Thanks babe, you too…" Hanabi closed the gap and her hand reached out to stroke his chest. "Fuck, you've grown up a lot, huh?"
Hanabi had a slightly messy head of long brunette hair. Though not as striking as Hinata's navy, it gave her a sexed-up feel that had Bolt reacting immediately. Her hand was adorned with numerous rings of all designs and she had no hesitation at all as she ran it down his pecs, over his abs and stopped just above his bulge.
"A little bit." Bolt laughed. "It's been a while since I last saw you Hanabi."
"Yeah, shit, I guess it has been. So…" She trailed off and bit at her bottom lip. They were soft looking, with a sheen that Bolt's eyes were drawn to naturally. She was facially similar to Hinata, but has sleeker eyes and different cheekbones. The difference gave her a more youthful look though she was in her thirties too.
"So?"
"So, what about me? How do I look?" She laughed loudly and stepped back, putting her hands out and inviting him to look. It was a game of course. Both had looked plenty already, but Bolt was happy for more time. Hanabi looked younger with the way she dressed too. She wore a flashy crop top, her jeans were shredded and she had a pair of heels on that made her toned legs stand out even more.
"I look hotter than you remember, right?" She twirled for him, offering the teen a lewd view of her ass.
'And what a fucking ass…' Hanabi's backside told a story that she was determined to beat her sister. Hinata had gigantic, perfect, jiggling tits that no woman could compete against. Combined with her stunning face and a fat juicy ass made the milf unbeatable but Hanabi was trying. Her ass jutted out obscenely, looking almost unreal with how firm it was in her tight jeans.
"You look good, Hanabi…" Bolt smiled at her. "Really, really good…"
"Aww… thanks babe…" Hanabi giggled softly, tucking her hair back behind her ear to expose a number of helix piercings.
"Hey, why don't I help you get moved it while Mom cooks?" Bolt offered. "I can show you my bedroom and we can get to know each other…"
"Oh…" Hanabi glanced back for a second and spotted a frozen Hinata.
"Yeah, babe. I'd love to. I haven't been out in Konoha recently either. My boyfriend is so boring… I bet you could help me to have a good time."
"Yeah, I can give you a good time." Bolt smiled confidently at her.
'Damn, I guess the sluttiness is hereditary.'
"Actually," Hinata spoke up, cutting through the tension building. Forgetting the food, she strutted closer and explained. "Hanabi and I were just about to go shopping."
"I thought you didn't want to?" Hanabi replied quickly, shifting her body closer to Bolt and more specifically, that thick ass.
"No…" Hinata shook her head. "No, I didn't say that… I actually need some new clothes anyways."
"Oh, why Mom? Something happen to your old ones?" Hanabi glanced from mom to son while Bolt kept his eyes locked onto the watching Hinata. His mom's jaw clenched at the implication he was clearly making.
"They're too old-fashioned now. And one got stained really bad."
"What kind of stain?" Hanabi pushed to Bolt's benefit and the blonde watched his slut mom glance at him.
"A sticky one. Yeah, I don't think I'll be able to get the smell off ever again."
"Okay, well hey! I've got a great idea!" She clapped her hands together. "You should totally come with us, Bolt!"
"Huh?" Hinata questioned, too distracted by the hidden meaning of her reply to shut her sister's suggestion down.
"Yeah! I'd love to get a man's opinion about the stuff we'll be getting." Hanabi took Bolt's arm and wrapped herself around it, pressing it into her soft chest excitedly.
"I don't-"
"That sounds like fun." Bolt smirked.
"Perfect!"
~oOo~
Hinata adjusted the blouse around her bust and admitted to herself that she liked the item. It was a strappy yellow number, made of a light silky material. The sleeves were three-quarters length and it had a deep cut at the neck. Normally, she wouldn't have even considered buying it.
'But I do look really good…'
"Damn bitch, you look hot as shit!"
"Hanabi!" Hinata threw her hands up in exasperation as her younger sister poked her head further through the changing room curtain.
"You're definitely buying that one. God, it makes your tits look even bigger than usual!" Hinata settled for rolling her eyes and turned to look at herself in the mirror once more. She caught a glimpse of her sister's grin in the mirror and it broke her.
"I do look good, don't I…?" Hinata smiled.
"Hell yes, sis! You look smoking hot!"
"I haven't worn something like this in years…" Hinata admitted. "Not since my twenties…" Hanabi entered the changing room entirely, still wearing her own clothes but with a number of items on coat hangers.
"Buy it." She said firmly.
"Maybe."
"Buy it." Hanabi repeated. "Listen, you've been holding back for so long and now you're finally being yourself. The way you dress is a part of that."
"You think?" Hinata felt her resolve crumble a little as her sister's words rang out.
"Yes, fuck, I mean look at how sexy you are. Hinata, you're stacked as hell but everything is perkier than a teenager." Hanabi stepped closer, dropping her items on the floor and wrapping her hands around Hinata's waist. Their bodies connected and Hanabi planted a kiss at the back of Hinata's neck.
"I mean shit, I'm getting turned on just looking at these boobs…" Hanabi casually reached over to bounce one breast in her hand. Hinata felt better as her sister encouraged her and she pushed out her chest.
"I am hot aren't I? Just because Naruto's blind to it, doesn't mean I'm not."
"Yes sis, now I want you to buy this, but first. Try this on." Hanabi lifted up one of the items from the floor and Hinata's jaw dropped a little.
"Is that a thong?"
"Yeah." Hanabi replied easily, stepping back to spank Hinata softly. "Now get this off and put 'em on."
~oOo~
Bolt sat back in the boutique clothing store waiting area, looking around casually when he grew bored of his phone. It was empty, with only three staff members present who were happy to be able to talk at the till after he dismissed them. It had been a while since they'd come to the store and Hanabi had flirted with him the entire way, with Bolt happy to fire back as he watched Hinata grow more and more concerned.
'She wants to protect Hanabi but Mom hasn't accepted the real reason she'd worried yet…' The blonde teen cast his gaze to the changing rooms and smirked as a voice called out to him.
"Bolt, babe, come here. I need your opinion on this…"
'Don't worry Mom, I'm planning on keeping you satisfied for a long long time.' Bolt approached the changing rooms again and this time, he listened out for his aunt's voice. She spoke again and he zeroed in on the room, standing outside before speaking.
"I'm here Hanabi."
"Perfect!" The curtain was drawn suddenly and his aunt was exposed to him wearing only a grey bikini top and bottoms that were cut high up her waist. She effectively bounced on the spot and her lithe body jiggled enticingly. "What do you think of this?"
"It's nice…" He offered passively. Hinata was likely right behind them in the opposite changing room and his cock didn't want to be interrupted right away.
"Nice?" Hanabi twisted her body, showing off her slightly tanned, flawless skin. Her stomach was toned deliciously with a dangling navel piercing drawing his eye. "I don't know, it's a bit plain isn't it?" He ran his eyes upwards and after drinking in her small cleavage, his gaze leapt to the small nubs at each breast.
'Pierced ears, bellybutton, nipples… and what else…?" Bolt licked his lips and looked down to the mound between her attractive legs.
"Turn around."
"Are you asking me or telling me?" Bolt simply folded his arms and his aunt smiled because of it. She turned obediently and drew a sharp hiss from the teenager.
"Unnhh…" His jaw dropped a little and his cock jumped a lot as her incredible ass revealed itself. His initial feeling had been correct and Hanabi was a woman with a perfectly rounded, perky ass which filled out her bikini bottoms and then some. Her sculpted cheeks were like melons kissing, an obscene amount of flesh hanging from the high cut bottoms and calling out to him.
"It makes my butt look really good." She claimed confidently, pulling him from his hungry gaze. "But, up top, it's a bit…" She tilted her head, her long brunette locks swishing as she did, but trailed off. She glanced around as if she was worried about being overheard.
"What?" Bolt stepped into the changing room, closing the gap between them as Hanabi watched him from the mirror in front of her. She smelled incredible, whatever fruity perfume she used tickling his nose and increasing his appetite, as he was acutely aware of how close his inflating cock was to her ass.
"Well, my tits just don't look that good…" She pouted exaggeratedly, reaching up her body to grope and hoist her chest up. "See? What do you think?"
"I think it's worth trying some other ones." Bolt offered her, taking another step towards her. Hanabi was clearly unrestrained and watching the way her perky breasts were cupped by her delicate hands had his cock nearing full mast.
"Thank you. My boyfriend is just useless when it comes to these things!"
"Well, I'm here for you, whenever you need a helping hand…" The teen closed the distance fully, pressing his crotch against her butt.
"Hmm…" Hanabi pursed her lips lewdly, remaining still as he placed a firm hand at her toned waist.
"Yeah, what kind of help can you give me now that you're a big boy…?" Hanabi purred erotically and pushed her hips back keenly. "Does my little nephew have something for his aunt?"
'God, she's incredible…' He groaned inwardly, and quickly reached behind them to pull the curtain shut. Within a few seconds, he slipped a hand up to her perky chest and began dry humping her rounded ass.
"Hmm… Mmmn…" Hanabi moaned breathily as he ran his fingers across her pierced nipples. Bolt worked quickly, confident that this woman was already more than ready to go further, pinching her nipples and tugging on them while pawing at her tits. Hanabi didn't remain still for long, and took hold of the hand he kept at her waist. She dropped her head as she breathed heavily and directed his hand to her heated pussy.
'Oh no, you'll need to work harder to get that…'
"Haaah…!" Hanabi moaned huskily as he cupped her mound, pressing keenly into him in an attempt to get more friction at her needy pussy. Bolt denied her that and only aimlessly stroked at her for a few moments, enough to get her desperate for more. "Babe…" She caved.
"Yeah?"
"Here…" She took control of his hand and moved him to begin brushing her bikini bottoms aside. It was obvious that she believed he was lost and in her excitement, she would help him to give her what she wanted. Bolt let her do so for a moment, pulling her bottoms to one side and then clumsily rubbing her slippery cunt. She raised her head to the mirror and for a moment he could see that she was disappointed. Their eyes locked and then, suddenly, he pushed two fingers inside of her slick hole. "Ohhnnn!"
"Hanabi? Are you okay?" His mom's voice came over the top as his aunt's knees buckled slightly and her mouth formed an O shape. Hanabi snapped her gaze up at him in the mirror, her expression containing shock which morphed into excitement as she spotted his own cocky smirk. She'd understood.
"I'm fine sis. Just so fucking hot in this bikini…" Bolt began pumping his fingers inside of her tight, clutching pussy, causing Hanabi to throw a hand up behind her around his neck. Her cunt was hungry and squeezed his fingers hungrily doing most of the work for him.
'Can't wait to feel this incredible pussy on my dick…' Bolt smirked darkly as another slut came into his circle. Hinata didn't speak up again, probably used to his aunt's oddities, and Hanabi took full advantage of that, rocking her hips to get his fingers deeper and at more angles.
"Hnng… hmmm…" She moaned quietly, the heat of her body against his naked arms delightful despite his early morning deposit with her sister. The ring was truly incredible, increasing his already high sex drive to absurd heights. "Ahhn…" Hanabi bit at her bottom lip as he pinched a nipple particularly hard and then, he stopped entirely.
"What…?" Hanabi questioned with eyes glazed over with lust. She turned and found him unbuckling his belt. "Oh…" His aunt watched, mesmerised, as he undid his jeans and pushed them down.
"I expect my women to work for me." He laid out arrogantly. Every woman was different of course but he knew that his aunt was a whore. Inside and out. She was nothing like her prim and proper sister. Not at all an obstacle that would bring him joy to break down. "I expect a dirty filthy slut to do what I tell her to…" There was a long pause, an extended silence. And then, Hanabi shuddered.
"Fuck…" Her husky voice sounded even breathier and then she reached out to grip his bloated cock in her small hands. "That's so fucking hot…" Bolt smirked as she began pumping his length, her brown eyes locked onto it and his abs as she worked him actively. Her face was the picture of a woman in heat as she gaped at him. Her free hand joined the first and stacked on top of the other to cover more of his dick as she squeezed and twisted expertly.
"Unghh…" Bolt groaned in satisfaction. "You're good at that…"
"Yeah?" Hanabi mewled. "I've had a lot of practise… never with one as big as this though…" He groaned again at the lewd compliment, his ego flaring up.
"You were staring at it the second we met." Bolt pointed out cockily as he raised a hand to her neck, wrapping around it to pull her gaze up to meet his. His right hand snaked across her lithe torso and once again, dipped two long fingers into her soaking pussy.
"Haahh…!" She moaned, dropping her head to his shoulder. "Uhhmm… fuck you're good at that…"
"I've had a lot of practise…" He smirked into her ear and could hear her do the same. Their breaths close in the cramped changing room, and with little option to make noise, they settled for quiet moans and whispers.
"Ohhnn, I bet… I can't believe how much you've changed- Unngh… I mean, this fucking weapon between your legs alone would be enough for most but you've gotten so fucking hot too…" Bolt leaked copious amounts of precum which Hanabi stroked into his shaft while he curled his fingers and rubbed at her sensitive inner walls purposefully.
"Uhh… I remembered you being a pretty, free-spirit." He replied. "Mnngh… Didn't expect a sexy woman with a dirty mind and a filthy body…" She directed the tip of his cock against her skin and quickly her toned stomach was covered in his glistening liquid.
"Hah… I work hard to look the way I do and I appreciate that in my men…"
"I appreciate my women having the stamina to keep up with me." He fired back. Hanabi glanced up, her brown eyes wide at his attitude. "Now… We don't have all day so you'd better start for real."
Hanabi blinked slowly at his words, and then increased her pace. The ferocity of her jerking geared up and she dropped one hand to cup his swollen balls, massaging them to induce a stronger reaction.
"Unngh, that's good." Bolt complimented her, appreciating that Hinata's skills were apparently passed down though Hanabi was a little bit more aggressive. He responded by squeezing at the sides of her slender neck and slipping a third finger into her clutching wetness.
"Haahnn!" Hanabi moaned slightly too loudly and prompted him to increase his pace.
"Normally, I'd split this tight pussy with my cock right here but Mom is waiting for us and you can't control your mouth so we're wrapping this up." He splayed his fingers inside of her, scraping gently at her depths as his thumb curled to assault her throbbing clit.
"Ahhn…!" Hanabi yelped, biting down on his shoulder to quieten herself, while dropping her hands from his cock to focus on her own sensation. "Oh fuckkkk…! Keep going! Mmmh!" His aunt cried out hungrily, clamping down harder at his shoulder in what would surely become a mark. Her lithe, toned body quivered and quaked as he fingered her pussy at that same speed she liked so much, pouring juices out to coat his digits.
"Aunt Hanabi." His voice grabbed her attention as she looked up at him with wide eyes. "I want you to cum for me. Cum for me right now."
"Hnngh!" Hanabi gasped breathily, her lips leaking spit as she lost control of her body and began to rock her hips erratically on his hand. Bolt shifted his hand from her throat to her jaw, and slipped his thumb into her mouth knowing it was the only way to silence her. "Mmph…!" She instantly began suckling on his thumb, her cheeks caving in enticingly as an orgasm began to wrack her body.
"Cum."
"Hnngppphh…!" She moaned girlishily as her pussy clamped down on him, her hips stilled and she vibrated in elation. Her eyes squeezed shut and she moaned wordlessly as her body visibly exploded with pleasure. Bolt's cock went unattended as his aunt focused on herself but he had no issue with it. He let her ride out the waves
~oOo~
Hinata gasped quietly to herself as she tried on the third outfit. Her hair was slightly spoilt now from pulling a blouse on and off but her body looked incredible. A pair of booty short and a crew-necked thin pink blouse that was cut so low she could almost see her nipples. The blouse didn't allow for a bra with how low it was and Hinata would usually have tossed the pink blouse aside without a second thought.
'Maybe though…' She thought to herself as she appraised just how good it made her look. Her perky tits pressed the thin material out obscenely and firstly showed a deep canyon of cleavage, before creating shadows that clearly showed her nipples. It was incredibly soft and lush a material despite being so tight that it dipped into her bellybutton. 'But it's so expensive…' She reasoned with herself.
Her housewife nature was kicking in again, arguing against her instincts as a woman. The mirror of the changing room showed a young, attractive woman who could catch any man's eye without much effort. Her housewife side suggested that she'd embarrass herself by revealing how hot her body was around the house.
'Then, again… It's only Bolt and Naruto at home… Both have already seen everything.' Hinata had a faint blush hit her cheeks at that realisation and her mind quickly forgot about the price issue she'd raised. 'Besides, I need to stop Bolt from trying anything with Hanabi…'
Hinata's jaw clenched as she remembered that conversations between her sister and her son on the way to the clothing store. They were flirting, that much was clear. Hanabi did so naturally with attractive men, and Bolt was a stud, while her son was obviously horny enough to fuck any woman who caught his eye.
'In a way, I'm protecting Hanabi…' Hinata nodded to herself and placed the pink blouse with the other items she'd already said yes to. There were no items in the 'No' pile but everything just looked so good on her. The navy haired milf glanced over the booty shorts, a short, skin hugging item which put her juicy ass on display and exposed her long, full legs nicely. Her husband would love to see her in it. 'And, Bolt definitely would…'
"Those are a 'Yes' too…"
~oOo~
"Ucck… Mpph... Uggkkk… Uhh…" Hanabi voiced her contentment and eagerly dropped to her knees to inhale his shaft after she'd cum. Bolt had simply waited for several moments until her eyes began slowly opening once more and then commanded her to finish him off.
"We need to be totally clean so Mom doesn't suspect anything… you understand don't you Hanabi?"
"Mmmph… uhhhmmm!" She moaned as she gagged on six inches of thick cock.
'Not quite as talented as your sister but you'll be perfect for your role.' Bolt smirked to himself while Hanabi played with his balls. She fondled his sac, encouraging his seed as she puckered and sucked his dick.
"Urggh…" Bolt groaned deeply at her eagerness. His eyes scanned across her body, and landed at her discarded bikini bottoms. The item was soaked in her juices and lay dangerously close to the curtain.
'We have been a while now…' Bolt realised as he spotted the curtain behind him. Though, he then spotted the mirror and was unable to help himself. He took a calming breath to slow his own approach to orgasm and pulled his phone out. Without his input, Hanabi pushed her ass out, showing off the enticing heart shape she'd worked so hard for and fixed her hair behind her.
"God, you're a good little whore aren't you?"
"Mmph…!" She moaned contentedly up to him, before dropping her head again to focus on his cock. She slurped and gagged lewdly, filling the changing room with the smell of sex as he lined up his camera and took a picture in the mirror. A still with the top of his face cut off, only his smirking lips showing, his muscled arms with the tank top, and then a long-haired brunette. Slim and lean but with a thick, juicy butt and naked except for the tiny strings of her bikini top.
Bolt snapped a couple more but they told the same story either way and he was soon content with his images. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, the blonde teen glanced down at his aunt and slid his fingers into her silky locks.
"I'm going to cum now Hanabi." He said calmly. She meanwhile, began a number of actions. Hanabi retracted, keeping her lips wrapped only around his bulbous cockhead, raised her gaze to lock eyes with him, and left his balls to jerk the unattended nine inches of dick.
"Cum in my mouth please babe…!" She alternated between sucking voraciously and letting his tip rest on her chin to speak. "I've never been so fucking horny before and I need to taste your load."
"Haah…! Shit…" Bolt hissed at the dirty language. His milf mom's sister was very good.
"This big fucking cock is so amazing and I bet you cum a fuck ton too…" Her husky voice sounded like pure sex and she jacked his cock off excitedly. "I bet if Hinata wasn't around, you'd fuck my tiny little pussy into the fucking ground."
"Yes…" He groaned.
"You'd churn up my tight cunt and would fuck me into a coma wouldn't you?"
"Yessss…! Fuck yes…!" He clenched his jaw as his balls twisted and tightened in anticipation.
"If my sister wasn't here, you'd have broken me with your stupidly big dick and you'd fill me up with a huge load of baby batter wouldn't you, you fucking stud…?!"
"Yes!" Bolt growled animally, as she pushed him over the edge, unable to control his voice despite knowing better. "Yes, you dirty fucking slut…!" Her sleek, brown eyes narrowed as she pushed her tongue out and opened wide just as Bolt began spew.
"Aahhh…" She voiced as his cock erupted and sprayed spurt after spurt of thick, hot cum into her waiting mouth.
"Unngh…! Urrggh! Uhhh!" Bolt moaned and groaned as he stared down at the vixen taking his semen. His body shook with excitement and pleasure while his balls worked to pump out more and more seed for her.
"Uff… ahhff…!" Hanabi moaned back as the steaming how cum filled her mouth and coated her tongue. It felt like minutes of climax before Bolt's torrent slowed to a small dribble and the entire time Hanabi remained still as a vessel for his deposit.
"Oh… oh fuck…" He panted quietly, finally, pulling back from his aunt to pull his jeans back on.
'Fuck, the temptation to just pound her pussy right here…' Bolt grit his teeth and then stepped back again. He needed to be in control.
"Aunt Hanabi." The teen began. "Drink." Hanabi gulped immediately, her eyes rolling back as if intoxicated by the taste of his cum. She moaned softly, her throat moving several times as she worked to get his entire load into her stomach before shakily getting to her feet.
"That was…" She reached out to him only for Bolt to step back. "Huh?"
"I'm going to go out now. In a few minutes, you can do the same." The mature woman nodded, her hands absentmindedly dropping to her soaked crotch. She didn't have a clit piercing the way he expected, but either way he enjoyed her body tremendously. The teen offered his phone wordlessly and his aunt began punching her phone number in. Without any more talking, she handed it back and he turned to leave the changing room.
~oOo~
Hinata stepped out of the changing room with an embarrassed blush on her face. She'd gotten so into the clothes that she'd cheered loudly numerous times. It was childish but she found it happening naturally as she felt her youth return to her. She'd like dressing up when she was younger and shopping with her sister certainly added to the feel that she was in her teens again.
'Hanabi's still in the stall.' She noted before venturing out towards the benches by the entrance. There, her teenage son sat, his dark blue eyes focused on his phone. 'I suppose it's not really his fault. I didn't specify what I was asking for… He just thought I meant the pictures and not everything…'
He looked so handsome in the light of the store and she felt her hesitation fading slightly. With a heavy breath, and pushing her chest out, Hinata walked confidently towards her stud son and greeted him with a small smile.
"Hi baby."
~oOo~
Bolt was a perfect gentleman the rest of the shopping trip, offering to carry their bags and never intruding on her in the changing room the way Hinata was expecting. She was sure that he was going to barge in, see her in the erotic clothes she was purchasing and would get her involved in some depraved sex act. She was convinced that he would have his big, powerful pole inside of her in some capacity and yet it never happened.
'He didn't even try…' She bit her lip as she watched her son disappear into the house ahead of her, his attention still on his phone.
"So…?" Her sister's voice grabbed her attention and Hinata looked away from Bolt's broad back finally. Hanabi glanced at the direction Bolt had gone, and confirming he wasn't returning, she grabbed Hinata's hand and began rushing to the bedroom.
"Hey! Hanabi!" She griped as she was tugged along. Bolt had placed their many bags by the door and simply taken off without even speaking to her. "Hanabi…!" Her sister didn't answer, giggling to herself instead, until they arrived in the master bedroom. The door clicked shut as Hanabi shoved Hinata in, and with a turn of the lock, they were isolated.
The younger of the two locked her chocolate eyes on the older and a predatory smile took her lips.
"What…?" Hinata asked tentatively.
'That smile is always trouble…' Hanabi strolled over, her smile spreading further on her full lips.
"Did you fuck him again?"
"Hanabi!" Hinata gasped, throwing her head to the side to check the door behind her sister.
"Did you?" Her sister hadn't been so direct before but after the trip, it seemed she didn't care about Bolt being in the house anymore.
"I- What are you even talking about, Hanabi-"
"Oh my fucking God, you fucked him again!" Her sister's face beamed in the way she imagined a thief would.
"I didn't fuck him." Hinata clarified quickly. She didn't particularly want to relive the details, especially not with her sister. Hanabi was completely the opposite though, her eyes lighting up at the small rope Hinata had accidentally thrown her.
"So you didn't fuck, but foreplay?" Hanabi smiled like a cheshire cat, sauntering closer and forcing Hinata back onto her marital bed. "Did he get to your box or did you play with him mostly?"
'Shit… Please Hanabi…' Hinata pleaded with her sister inwardly. The brunette didn't care though and instead mounted her, locking the milf in place.
"What was it? All of today, you've had this look on your face like you're dick drunk… You definitely fucked him this morning." Hanabi's intuition was annoyingly accurate.
'Why are you only smart when it comes to this stuff?'
"I didn't." She denied again.
"Hinata, I've never seen you so compliant. It's obvious that you got plowed this morning." Hanabi glanced at her blushing face and then around the room. "Damn, did you fuck him in here? On these sheets?"
"No!" Hinata finally shouted. "Fuck, no! I-I…" She bit at her plump bottom lip.
"Yeah…?"
"I just sucked his dick a little bit... in the garden. He ate me out and then he wanted me to swallow his cock in public…" The blush deepened as she revealed what Bolt and her had done in the morning.
"God, you dirty little whore…" The words sent a shiver down her spine. "Did you swallow?"
"That's what you want to know?" Hinata exasperated.
"Oh my God, you did! You gargled his cum right there in the garden!"
"No… no." Hinata defended herself. "He came on my face."
"... Fuck, I'm so jealous… You total fucking slut." Hanabi was salivating at the description, Hinata could see and her younger sister dropped her hips to sit on Hinata slightly. "I can't believe he got you looking like this just by 69'ing…"
'Hinata, just stop here…' The mom told herself. 'Just excuse yourself and you can escape this sinkhole…'
"He didn't…" Her voice slipped out, earning a confused eyebrow from Hanabi. "He ate me out yesterday. All that happened today was that I blew him…"
"Holy. Fucking. Shit." Hanabi's tone brought a small smile to Hinata's face along with a darker blush. "Are you kidding me? You've been walking around like a woman drunk on dick because you got to suck his cock?"
"..." Hinata couldn't think of anything to say.
'Did I really look that different?'
"Hmm…" Hanabi's moaned softly and suddenly Hinata realised that her younger sister was sat on top of one of her legs, rocking her hips slightly.
"Hanabi…" She voiced quietly, drawing her sister's gaze downward. "We shouldn't…"
"He must be incredible… hmm…" She ground her mound on Hinata more firmly. "I mean, it's no surprise that this was the guy who finally broke you… I had someone recently that was incredible too…"
"It's not a competition, Hanabi…"
"Hmm… haa… aah…" She moaned, placing a hand on Hinata's stomach and writhing her hips more hungrily. "He is super fucking hot… A young guy with a tree trunk for a dick…"
"Yeah?" Hinata narrowed her eyes and reached up from laying on the bed to stroke Hanabi's side. "Mine is thicker than anything I've ever seen before and his stamina… Oh…" The milf raised her fingers, tantalising her sister's skin before squeezing her perky breast.
"Haannhh… Ahh… Well, mine had me swallowing his cock within an hour of meeting him…! Hah!" Hanabi smirked, leaning down to mock Hinata, but only causing the older sibling to pinch her pierced nipple harshly.
"Mine had me deep-throating him with Naruto at home!" Hinata threw back triumphantly to a stunned Hanabi. Her sister paused her undulating hips as they stared at each other with eyes glazed over with lust. Thoughts of Bolt's incredible sexual prowess had Hinata wet and it was clear that Hanabi's latest boy toy was doing the same to her. The sisters glared at each other for a moment long and then Hinata spoke up. "...I think we should- Mmpph!"
"Mmmh!" Hanabi moaned simultaneously with her as their lips were suddenly pressed together in a searing kiss.
'What the fuck am I doing?' The mother wracked her brain for an answer but failed to find anything before her talented sister split her mouth and began a steamy, tongue filled kiss.[Evening]
Bolt paced around his bedroom as the phone call ended. His face was slightly stiffened and his fist was gripping his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. The girl from the village of Nima, where he'd found the ring and necklace, Yodo, had sent him another text. He planned to ignore her as he'd done the last few times she'd reached out to him or sent him pictures but this time her messages forced his attention. As a result, the blonde had spent the rest of the afternoon going back and forth as he took the information he needed from her.
Yodo had spoken to some of the older members of their village and turned up some concerning facts about the so-called curse. Bolt raised the phone to his face again and frowned.
If you aren't acknowledged as the true owner, the gems will betray you. It's benefits will be lost and even reverse to turn into the negative.
'So… It's not quite the simple acquisition I thought it was.' Bolt ran his thumb against the dull green gemmed ring. It had certainly affected him, it's power infusing him with energy that boosted his already unnaturally high abilities and drive. He liked it, and a simple solution would be to simply remove the item. 'Mom is already mine so I could take her's away too without any problems but...'
The blonde teen stopped midstep. If he did, his own plan would become severely hampered.
'No… I don't need to rush this. The ring has served me so far. All I need to do is find out the criteria to this selection process. What does it mean to be the true owner?' His mind worked. 'It's such a vague explanation… too vague…'
Bolt began pacing again and then it struck him. The teen scrambled to his bedside table, pushing aside the various items buried in the bottom drawer to find a rolled up piece of scrap. The scroll that he'd found in the decrepit home in Nima. He retrieved it and, settling on his bed, began to read.
'Senshin. Dear Wakamatsu, our family has always acted honourably. We are a family of leaders, of powerful spirits and dominating auras.' Bolt read to himself. 'As time passed we became known for imbuing our spirits, our very essence, into items. The Karashi family became a modern dynasty in the world with our expertly crafted, living jewellery. With an intoxicating tale of a meteoric rise to power down solely to Karashi Senzaimon's incredible crafting ability... This is a lie.'
Bolt shifted in his comfortable bed, his head dipping as he became absorbed in the script. He'd heard of the Karashi family a little, mostly from his dad. They were close to the daimyo.
'Karashi Senzaimon is not a real person, and we are not a family of jewellers. No, Wakamatsu, we are a family of desire. You will no doubt be familiar with Senzaimon's Heart and Might, the treasures of the Karashi family. The first, a sleek, hypnotizingly beautiful necklace and the second a powerful, attention-grabbing ring. They are not creations of our family, rather, they were stolen by your great-grandfather.' Bolt's heart began racing. He'd been so caught up in the enjoyment his new ring afforded him, he hadn't thought much about the reasoning behind it. At the time, all he cared about was having found a result after his intense search.
'Both treasures are imbued with strength that amplifies a person's deepest desires. Whatever that might be, and it provides the wielder the energy to achieve these desires. I'm sure this is all a bit confusing Wakamatsu but all you need to know is that Senzaimon's Heart and Might are not to be toyed with. Your great-grandfather and grandfather used them extensively, one to create impossibly perfect jewels and the other to achieve incredible wealth. Now, it is your turn to keep watch over them and you cannot fail. I was unable to stop myself from gambling our wealth away, but you... You must succeed or the power within the gems will corrupt you and kill you.'
"Holy shit…" Bolt voiced as he realised he hadn't taken a breath for a few moments. For all the mysticism that surrounded Senzaimon's treasures, he hadn't expected this to be the real story.
'I know you will be scared. But, what you must do now is return to our family home. When you return, you will find all that you need. I trust that you will be able to find it…' The note ended with a scrawled signature and nothing else. The blonde teen rolled it up, his mind racing with the ideas while he wrestled with the new facts. When he'd left home to begin his search, he'd hardly even expected to find anything, Now, he was being told that there was a curse upon him that had doomed an entire lineage.
'So all this in a single message for the son, Wakamatsu, but then…' Bolt thought it over. 'Why would he send Wakamatsu back to the house? Surely, if he was asking his son to break away from the mistakes of their family, he would suggest they move further away. Abandon the treasures entirely?'
The teen scratched his head, glancing aimlessly around his own room, before he paused.
'The drawer at the Karashi house!' He jerked forwards as he remembered. In his panicked rush, Bolt had never gone back through the disguised drawer. That, combined with the note, cemented what he would do next.
"I need to go back to that house…"
~oOo~
Hinata walked in a daze through the large house, her body warm and her lips bruised. Her mouth was slightly dry and her throat parched as she brushed her fingers against her puffy, pink lips. They were tinged with a darker shade, the one her sister liked to wear.
"Hina?"
"Yes!" She jumped in her own skin, twisting awkwardly and pushing against the wall besides her.
"Whoa… hey… Are you okay…?" Her husband stepped in through the front door, his suitcase stuffed and his shirt wrinkled.
"Naruto, yes! I'm completely fine! How are you? How was your day? I bet you're probably tired, I'll make you a drink!" She rattled off to a bewildered Naruto, before escaping towards the kitchen.
'Shit! Shit shit!' Hinata cursed inwardly, clenching her fists around her long sleeved blouse. The cream item was a tight sweater with sleeves that covered half of her hands but a neck that was a deep U. It offered some relief as she mauled the fabric within her palm but she remained panicked. Naruto rounded the corner and found her by the fridge, tapping impatiently at the handle.
"Hinata, is everything okay?" The mom turned to face her husband, hoping he wouldn't notice the expression on her face nor the blush at her porcelain cheeks.
"Fine, Naruto. I'm just feeling a bit hot…" She lied. For all her son's mockery, her husband was actually fairly sensitive to her mood.
'He'll see right through me…' She worried.
"Oh, yes, well it is pretty warm in the house." Naruto turned and began heading towards the hallway again without sparing a second glance back at her. Hinata stood dumbfounded, her jaw slack at the way he'd simply accepted it and moved on. He began removing his shoes and unbuttoning his shirt as if there were no way she had done something wrong.
'Oh… That's good…' Hinata bit at the inside of her cheek as she suddenly couldn't remember the last time he'd noticed a change in her mood. With him unaware of her skittishness, how would he possibly guess that she'd just had Hanabi's tongue down her throat. The older sister gulped at that description. Laying it out so plainly in her head sent a strange shiver through her but then, if Naruto didn't notice it, she was okay, wasn't she?
She hadn't cheated on him. Sure, Bolt had pumped her insides with his huge, thick cock but the thin rubber condoms separating it from her hot, wet pussy had ensured they didn't actually cross any lines. Anything with Hanabi was even more harmless then.
'I'm sure that it's fine. As long as I stop now, we can keep all of this quiet and we can just move on from it. I won't do anything with Bolt and we can move on as a family…' Hinata's body seemed to calm at her realisation of Naruto's obliviousness. She still had her perfect family and would do so long as she stopped anything more from happening between her and her stud son. The mom wandered over to the entrance hall and crossed her arms beneath her bulging chest, the brand new cream blouse and the flattering bra beneath it showing off her curves incredibly well. She liked the blue yoga pants too, their thick, stretchy material offering a comfortable and yet complimentary grip around her waist, ass and legs.
"Hanabi arrived this morning." She told her husband as he took his first step onto the staircase.
"Oh…" Naruto replied slowly, stopping for a moment. "Is she still around?"
"She's in her room I think. The guest bedroom." Hinata explained to her nodding husband.
"Right, well I've got an early morning so I'm going to get ready to go to bed. Tell Hanabi I said hi." His eyes looked disinterested but Hinata couldn't blame him. Hanabi's exuberance was never an attribute that he liked. It was part of why she'd toned down her own sex drive too. He didn't like that side of her. She simply hummed in agreement then as he began trudging up the staircase. Hinata blinked a few times after he was gone and then glanced down at her exposed chest.
'They look even better than usual and he didn't even look.' The new clothes really did highlight her body well and Hinata had caught herself stopping near mirrors as she passed them. Despite everything which seemed so crazy to her, she had a newfound appreciation for her immaculate figure and face.
"Hell of a view, Mom…" Hinata snapped her head up to the top of the stairs to find her teen son gazing down at her. His dark blues were so clearly drowning in her deep cleavage and the smug smirk on his lips told her that he had no problem with it.
"What are you looking at?" Hanabi's voice rang out and Hinata panicked, jumping back to hide the fact Bolt had been staring at her tits, as her sister appeared at the stairs landing next to her son. Hinata curled up awkwardly and looked up with an awkward smile.
'Please baby… please don't-'
"Mom's new clothes." Hinata took a quick breath, surprised by the rather tame comment. "She looks fucking hot."
'Oh God…' Hinata fought back the blush that began creeping across her pale skin. She didn't want to see her sister in that moment.
"Ooh? Let me see…!" Hanabi pushed closer, brushing against Bolt excessively. The mom took in their attire then, Bolt wearing a long sleeved navy t-shirt with grey sweatpants and Hanabi in almost matching grey sweatshorts that were clearly not made for actual exercise. Her long, toned legs and thighs looked good in them though, Hinata had to admit, as did her lithe frame in the bright white frilled blouse. The item was sleeveless and had two strings which were obviously meant to be tied at the neck but her sister left them dangling and thereby exposed a large amount of her perky chest. "Dang sis, you do look good! I'd be careful hanging those puppies out around Bolt though, your son's a total horndog!"
Hanabi playfully nudged Bolt, a small grin on her lips as he gasped jokingly back.
"Are you accusing me of something? Because I think Mom knows she could get her tits out for all I care. I'm not stupid horny every minute of the day unlike some people." Bolt leaned over the bannister, smirking. "You better watch out for Aunt Hanabi, Mom! I'm pretty sure her nipples were hard just walking back home."
"Guys…" Hinata tried as she watched the duo become more and more absorbed in each other. She didn't like it. Hanabi was supposed to have shown up to help protect the mom against Bolt's advances. Now, Hinata was having to worry about those same advances working a little too well on her little sister.
"Oh, I'm not over here drooling at the sight of Hinata's ass bouncing, but I bet your dick was harder than it's ever been, you little perv!"
"Guys, please…" She tried again while Bolt turned his body and Hanabi lightly pushed his chest.
"Sorry, Mom. You know I've been trying to keep Hanabi under control but I don't think I can stop her." Hinata watched as the two of them came down the stairs and soon the trio were worryingly close.
'What have they been talking about?' Hinata scanned over her sister and son, keenly searching for any indication that her illicit activities had been given away but none presented itself. Instead, Bolt and Hanabi flirted using her as a bouncing board.
"Why don't you get me and your mommy a drink, babe, before you get too worked up…?" Hanabi grinned at the teen who surprisingly turned and did as she asked. Hinata's little sister watched him move in silence while the pressure seemed to mount on the older one. She needed to say something.
"...Listen, Hanabi… about earlier…" Hinata could feel her porcelain skin heat at the memory. "I think that we were just a little overexcited, and- Aahn..!" Her little sister groped her firm ass openly, keeping her brown eyes on the blonde teen rifling through the fridge.
"Hanabi!" Hinata cried as her sister's skillful fingers caressed and squeezed her buns in the presence of her son.
"Don't think that just because you stopped playing for so many years that I gave up." The mom glanced at her counterpart in surprise. "I've been getting better for years, working on my technique and my sizzling body…"
"Hanabi, I'm not-"
"Hinata…" Her voice was suddenly breathy and her husky tone sent shivers down the older sister's spine. "You're playing again, and I'm going to prove once and for all that I'm better than you…"
"I'm not interested in playing, Hanabi."
"I'm younger and tighter and… so much dirtier now…" Hanabi continued unfazed by Hinata's deterrence. It was obvious to the older sister that the chip on Hanabi's shoulder hadn't been resolved as she'd aged.
'Well, it doesn't matter. I'm putting an end to all this insanity anyways…'
"Hell, even Bolt wants to fuck me, sis."
"What?" Hinata snapped at her sister, grabbing Hanabi's arm and pulling her toward the older, more mature sibling. Hanabi didn't even flinch, her smokey brown eyes locking on Hinata's victoriously as her hand groped the mature sister's ass roughly.
"Don't pretend you didn't notice… A hot stud like Bolt is always looking and he wants to do a lot more than look with his hot young aunt…" Hinata clenched her fists, her mouth twitching in desire to retaliate but she held onto the barest of sensibility. Instead, the mom stormed off in a huff, charging through her own house aimlessly with her frustration at her sister at its peak.
'God, it's like we're teens again fighting over a boy! What the hell is wrong with her?! And Bolt was looking but that's only because he wants me so much...' Hinata recalled the way they flirted upon their first meeting, certain that it had only happened because she'd run from Bolt. He would hardly be interested in his aunt when his much hotter mom was available to him.
In the flurry of her anger, Hinata didn't watch where she was going and somehow she found herself in the toilet, pushing her yoga pants down and cupping her heated mound.
"Hmm…" She mewled softly, her fingers stroking at her clothed lips in a deliberate wave motion.
'Hanabi you don't have the slightest clue what Bolt wants…'
"Aah…" She whimpered, bending over the toilet and resting a hand across the wall as she worked herself up. Thankfully, Naruto hadn't been to the bathroom yet and she was free to explore her heated pussy freely.
"Damn, Mom." Her son's voice came from behind her..
"Shit! Bolt!" Hinata twisted suddenly, her heaving breasts shaking erratically from the motion, facing her stud son with her fingers buried inside herself. "I can-"
"Shh…" He shushed her, raising a finger to his lips, before indicating to the door behind him, "No lock on this door and I don't think you want Dad coming in and seeing you like this, do you?"
"...uh." Hinata stumbled over her words, unable to find anything to say.
'How did I forget about the lack of a latch…?' Bolt didn't seem to truly care though as he closed the distance between them. He looked so good, bulging in the sweatpants, and he smelled incredible too.
"You're probably confused about why you're here, Mom… Well, I can tell you."
"What are you talking about…" Bolt took her arm and leaned in close to kiss at her neck.
"Mmhh…" He moaned deeply, dragging his hot lips across her succulent skin as he stroked her shoulder. "You're jealous."
"That's ridiculous."
"Don't worry…" He was smirking, she could tell even as she threw her head back from his heated kisses. Her son pushed his body against hers, the limited space in the bathroom stopping her from evading him. "I'll help you out..."
"Ahhn…!" Bolt pulled back to stare down at her. The teen reached out to lift the necklace he bought her from her cleavage before sliding into her cream sweater, his fingers slipping beneath her fancy bra to cockily grope her full breast.
"You see Aunt Hanabi flirting and parading her hot little body around and you want the same attention…" He rubbed her hard nipple, rolling his thumb over it casually and exciting her body to no end. "You want my attention."
"Unngh…!" He pinched the rubbery nub cockily, their eyes locking as he so arrogantly claimed he was the cause of their strife. That wasn't true, was it?
~oOo~
"Hina, how long are you gonna be in there?" Naruto's voice rang out from outside of the bathroom, followed by two firm raps on the door. "Hey-"
"Ah, wait…" Hinata couldn't mask her moans fully, though she tried to continue her sentence as if normal. "I'll be out... soon!"
"Are you feeling sick? You've been in there for a while…" Hinata turned away from the single door that blocked her husband and wrapped her arms around her hot son's neck.
"Mm!" Her heavy chest pressed into him, her voluptuous melons bulging lewdly and shaking erotically as she bounced on his lap. "Hah!"
"Ughh…" Bolt groaned in her ear, kissing and licking at the sensitive flesh as he pawed at her fat ass hungrily.
"Mm… Y-Yes, Naruto! A bit sick…!" Hinata barely replied, her mind more focused on the way she was being split apart by her son's domineering cock. Her lips were stretched so far and he filled her up so fully as she rocked her hips on top of him. She locked her arms tight around him, her knuckles turning white as she held on for dear life.
"Listen, I really need to get in there to get ready for bed… Are you gonna be done any time soon?" His words sent panic coursing through Hinata's veins as she momentarily imagined him walking in and finding his wife with her brand new, black thong pulled to the side as a bloated, thinly condom-covered cock churned her insides.
"No." Bolt answered to her, sending further shivers through her. He'd already commanded her into taking off her expensive bra, made her roll her sweater up and tossed her yoga pants aside for the sake of having easy access to her assets. This only made the situation hotter and had her hot, clutching cunt squeezing him harder.
"No, Naruto. We- Mm…! I am going to be a while…" Bolt smirked conceitedly, smug in the knowledge that she was following his lead. Though, with his huge dick buried in her, she hardly had much choice.
'At least, I managed to put a condom on him…' Hinata initially congratulated herself, recalling her resistance to her son taking her raw prevailing when he'd stripped naked and sat on the toilet. Though, as she rode him on the same toilet, her pussy and ass twitching obscenely, Hinata wasn't sure if congratulations were really in order.
"I'll be quick, Hina." There was a rattle at the door as Naruto took hold of the doorknob and a blanket of fear came over Hinata.
'Oh my God! No! NO NO NO!'
"Naruto, no! Mmh!" She twisted on top of Bolt, his strong hands refusing to let her go and instead curling around the straps of her thong to use as holds for fucking her. "Stop Bolt… Ohhn- We need to…!"
"I'll just…" The door clicked open and Hinata threw herself into Bolt's cool grip, clenching her eyes shut and seeking comfort as she thought her dirty secret was about to be exposed. All her efforts to maintain their normality were about to be lost. Everything she'd done would be wasted.
"Naruto?" Hanabi's voice cut through the panicked pounding of her head and heart.
"Hanabi… Hey." The door clicked shut again as Naruto turned away, leaving Hinata a quivering mess. Her entire being had tightened up in that moment, her body in overdrive and through it, reaching a pleasure induced nirvana.
'Fuck, what is wrong with me…?' Bolt was sick too, having not for one second stopped his indulgence in her soft body despite the risk of exposure they'd experienced. But she hadn't even moved.
"Hi. Did you just get back from work?" Hanabi asked brightly. "I can't believe you're still working those long ass hours…" Hinata listened keenly for any indication that the door would be opened as her arrogant son continued plowing her slippery pussy. Bolt powerfully held her up by her thighs and gave himself a good few inches of space to slam up into her. As far as evidence, there was a lot. The toilet served as a way to catch the fluids they collectively leaked but there was still the dull smack of flesh against flesh as they fucked next to her husband.
'Pretty soon, he's going to smell it too…' Hinata realised, the scent of their bodies mixing into a potent cocktail of aromas that wouldn't disappear all too quickly. And of course, catching his wife naked with his son ruining her pussy was pretty damning.
"Yeah, listen, I'd like to talk but…"
"Are you kidding me? I haven't seen you for like a year now, we're sitting down and you're telling me." Hanabi was incredibly insistent and Hinata could picture her determined little sister's face as she refused to hear a no. As Bolt pulled her thong up, getting her to lift her hips by doing so, she thanked her sister for saving her from total humiliation.
"Mmmh!" Deeper down, she was also glad that she got to enjoy Bolt's meat scraping at her inner walls, as he began longer, more powerful strokes.
"Unngh…!" Bolt groaned too, obviously enjoying their naughty fuck session. They were on limited time, regardless of Hanabi, and so Hinata stroked her son's soft hair, brushing her throbbing nipples against his chest, as she began undulating her hips rapidly.
"Hey?" Naruto was still outside though Hinata felt unable to slow down now.
"Mm! I'll come soon okay… So, go wait in the living room with Hanabi, okay honey, aah!"
"Alright… But hurry." Her husband sounded defeated and soon she could hear her sister take over the conversation.
'I'm helping really, I'm just trying to be quick so that Naruto can go to sleep sooner…' Hinata justified to herself as she shook and jiggled on top of her son, tensing her muscles to milk his thick cock.
"Unngh, that's good Mom… You're riding my dick so good…!" Bolt encouraged her lewd motions, releasing her tiny thong to allow her the full freedom to work his shaft. Hinata took advantage but was quickly distracted by him playing with his phone.
'Not another video…!' The violet eyed beauty was wary of her son's filming proclivities as he pushed her shoulders back to put her upright.
"Ohhh fuck!" Hinata cried out at the feeling of having all of her son stretching her out, her eyes locking on the phone once more as her tits bounced from the movement. "Don't baby… please…!"
'God, all I can do is beg, he's so good…!'
"You don't need to beg, Mom…" He read her large pale violet eyes perfectly, before turning the phone to her. "I told you I'd help you."
Hinata glanced over the text screen she could see and suddenly, the mom felt her body explode with desire.
Get Dad away from the bathroom.
It was a text to Hanabi. Her little sister, who had just been exposed to their illicit relationship.
"What have you done, baby…?" Hinata whimpered, her eyes near rolling back into her head at the idea of her baby sister knowing the carnal details.
'All that effort I put into hiding it from Naruto and Hanabi, and he just told her…'
"Hah…" Bolt laughed in her ear, cupping and rubbing both her juicy rounded cheeks posessively jovially. "Don't worry Mom… I've got everything under control… She doesn't know."
"Wha- Mmpff!" Her stud son silenced her, stopping her from even thinking as they engaged in a searing kiss. Hinata writhed her body, stroking Bolt's back as their tongues melded in a steamy, spit-swapping smooch. Pretty soon she was cumming. "Aahhn! Haaa!"
"Give me everything. Leave everything to me… Forget everything else except the way I fill you up and your own lewd pleasure, Mom…" Bolt's deep, calming tone in her ear, his hot hard body against her and her thick meat filling her up were too much and she indulged in them as she climaxed ferociously. It was late and had been a long, fun day. Whatever needed to be done would simply be done tomorrow.