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Naruto was stoked. More than that, he was on a high; something along the feeling he got when Sakura-chan complimented him or acted like his presence didn't offend her to her core. No, this was better! The boy, though under the gloom of Amegakure's curtain of rain, nearly pranced. He was happy! The bulge in his pants was just an effect of that happiness, but he felt truly happy.
Tezuna-chan… Tezuna-chan! Naruto nearly bowed in half, clenching his fists and going in a fit of boyish giggles. He could see himself marrying that wonderful woman. He went in, not a day since she did that wonderful thing with her mouth. He asked for her, shyly speaking to the lady who had such an opinion of Tezuna; she hardly flinched, smiling at him and fetching the cow woman from the back. Solitary and dignified, just as he knew she'd be. She warmly met him, taking his hand and leading him back to their nook. It was theirs, not just hers anymore.
"Back so soon? Most men need a break," she teased and already brought out a tray. Naruto, though blushing, boasted that the next Hokage – himself – needn't take breaks, yet he confessed he had no great funds for her. That was alright, she assured him and still poured him some tea. "I like your company." No payment necessary.
"Me too," Naruto gushed, fidgeting on the couch as he tried to keep from gawking at her.
That visit was soothing to the soul. They just talked, but he took stray purchase of her thighs as often as possible, and was playfully admonished when he slyly tried to cup her breast. "Ryusui would be upset to know you touch me so much," she lightly scolded, and then erased all doubt in Naruto when she kissed him on the mouth. Should he toss his money down now, just for that kiss? It felt… weird to do that, so he held onto his money unless she asked him. She didn't, even though she kissed him twice more during their meet and let him slide a hand between her dress and breast. "No peeking," she told him; a game of touch-don't-look. Naruto swore he almost exploded cream into his pants when he found her pebbled nipple. "And don't tell anyone," she added.
Fourth kiss had tongue.
Naruto left there elated, even saying a nice goodbye to the woman at the front. Rain and bleakness couldn't erase his fox smile. He got to see his woman, got a few free smooches, and still had the build of his next visit firmly in his pocket.
He dove to work after that. He went to restaurants and shops, anywhere he could be of use, whether with ninjutsu or just odd jobs. He carried trash through the rain, swept floors with a pitiful brush, served customers outside with a warm smile.
Nothingcould bring him down, and he was all the happier when the week ended and he saw the stack of money he had accumulated (and smartly hid from Ero-Sennin's knowledge). Yes, this would buy a whole evening with Tezuna-chan, even if her stupid fiancé came back. He wouldn't spend it all, though. His plan was divided. After the next visit, he would make his play. After all, he knew his training wouldn't be here forever.
That was where the extra funds would come in handy; to persuade Tezuna-chan.
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Naruto was feeling cocky. Add to the stack of cash a weekend's worth of heavy work! That was enough, he decided. He stashed his greater profit underneath a floorboard in the inn he and his master were staying in; the rest would go to Tezuna-chan today.
"You seem especially happy today," Jiraiya pointed out with a smile to his protégé. He fixed his vest after switching from his pajamas. He then probed Naruto's forehead with a finger, grinning knowingly. "When a man looks like that, it means he's found a girl. Kukuku! Have you met someone special, now that Sakura-chan's not in the way?"
Naruto beat away the digit and swung away from the hermit, unable to keep his smile from his face. "No way! I'm just… learning a lot about a new country."
"Is that so?" Jiraiya stood up straight, once again fixing his vest. "Well, don't get too comfortable. We'll be leaving in the day after tomorrow. There's just a bit more inspiration to coax from this poor land." He cupped his chin, smiling slyly to the side.
Of course it was no small wonder what inspiration he needed. Naruto rolled his eyes. The Rain might've had its hidden treasures, but Ero-Sennin wouldn't find it with any of the floozies he bounced around with. "I'm going to the market, alright?"
"That's fine, that's fine," said Jiraiya, sauntering out the door with a hand waving dismissively at his side. "You know where to find me. There's still a battle to be waged." And poor Gama-chan would be all the skinnier when the battle was through. Damned Ero-Sennin.
But replenishing his jailed toad would come later. Naruto kept his word and went to the marketplace first, where he had become known by name amongst the workers. "Hi, Naruto!" "Hey, Naruto-chan! Want to take some trash out for me?" "It's gonna be a busy day! I could use a busboy like you today!"
Naruto politely turned down all offers, saying that his schedule was taken by someone special. "Special, huh? How about you give them this?" A florist handed him a dusky gray flower; dismal, yet beautiful. "It's a rare flower only found in Amegakure. Your friend would certainly be impressed by it."
Naruto, liking the idea of Tezuna-chan gushing over such a thoughtful present, accepted the sale eagerly. Sakura-chan and Ino had once criticized him for not knowing how to woo a woman when his idea of a present was treating Sakura-chan to Ichiraku. He'd make a great step towards wooing women, though after Tezuna, he could not imagine anyone but her – unaged while he had matured into a strong and handsome adult – standing with him during his inauguration for Hokage. Her, clapping proudly behind him while Baa-chan admitted to her age and tiring muscles; Sakura-chan would be in the bloom of womanhood, sobbing for him and rejecting Sasuke, who had been dragged by the short hairs back to Konoha. And the dream started with the flower he held in his hand.
Giddy, Naruto said to the florist, "This is perfect!"
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Tezuna received Naruto in natural fashion, pecking him on the whiskers without so much as a coin shown to her before holding his hand and leading him to their room. The money came out first, a heavier stack than the wad he had last offered her. She was astonished by his fortitude and ability to make such money just in town! "My fiancé never brings this much home," she confessed with wonderment. "Not even after C-Rank missions!"
Naruto hated when she brought up her fiancé, but when it was to compare and have Naruto come out the better, he wouldn't complain. And it wasn't so much stealing a woman as it was him trying to give her a life better than what her fiancé was willing to provide. "And, and I want you to have it all, alright?" he murmured, stammering but firm in his conviction. Before Tezuna could refuse, he said he didn't need it, and that he earned it all for her. "My, you are certainly a resourceful man." There was a shine in her eyes when she beheld him. Respect? Admiration? Love?
Naruto swallowed hard. If there was ever a time to earn it, it was now, and he thrust his hidden hand forward, giving the single flower over to her. "And! And I want you to have this too!" His lips screwed together, afraid to jumble and trip and say something stupid. Talking too much always led him to saying something that Sakura-chan took offense to. At least Sakura-chan had coached him well.
That shine in Tezuna's eyes faltered when she beheld the gift. Naruto was afraid to look at her, so he did not take notice. He'd rather her say something, say what she meant from the heart before breaking his!
"It's… lovely, Naruto-chan," she said in a weak voice and accepted the offering. "Thank you." Hurriedly, she got off the couch – Naruto missed her by his side already – and said that the plant needed water. She pitched it in a disposable cup with hardly any water, and then seemed to forget about it.
"You're so thoughtful, Naruto-chan."
"I saw it and wanted you to have it!" Naruto immediately blurted, needing her not to take notice of him and the erection holding out his pants. Show some restraint! caution warned him.
"Heh." Tezuna put a hand on her hip, leaning her head gently to one side with a small smirk. He remembered then how much she reminded him of Baa-chan, and he felt guilty for the sudden, appreciative lurch underneath his boxers. "You haven't been in Amegakure long, yet you seem to have grown." She must've known how much Naruto liked it when she leaned forward and put the straps of her dress under pressure. He groaned out, feeling the tension mounting as he ogled. "Could it be that you are ready to learn?"
Naruto remembered how close he had been to touching her most intimately last time she had jibed about his learning with her. He had been unprepared and weak then; he'd just ejaculated twice, after all. But his burgeoning lust insisted upon it now. It was why he brought such a heady stack of cash; not just a present, it was a commitment.
"Yes!" he shouted, feeling a bit too much like Lee when he stood up, awkward and straight like a pencil. "I… I would like to learn!" It was perhaps more respect than he had ever shown the Toad Hermit.
Tezuna enjoyed his enthusiasm. Yes, he would take this lesson as much as she would. "Very well… Naruto-sama."
The title gave him the shakes. He had imagined people saying it when he was the Sixth Hokage, but now… Something about the way those red lips formed the words, the way the voice flowed from her lips, the way he heard them flutter to his ears; she might've licked his ear for how tantalizing it sounded.
The betweens of her boobs were visible, but her dress – revealing as it was – kept them locked well unless tampered with. And Tezuna did some radical tampering. Naruto blubbered and gushed when she let out one mountainous breast, then freeing the other, wide pink nipples facing him in their aroused state. Cupping them and squishing both globes only exacerbated Naruto's reaction. As one hand gently lifted the right tit, its flesh spilled over her grip, alluding him to their softness. He recalled them, how they felt, how they tasted the time she wedged a peach nub between his suckling lips! The 'touch, don't look' game seemed restrictive, but Ms. Cow Lady was willing to approach him bare.
"A man much learn to touch a woman, don't you agree, Na-ru-to?" Tap-Tap-Tap to the nose with each syllable, and he dumbly nodded in agreement. Yet still he kept paused. His hands were prepped, ready to take hold of Tezuna's breasts and molest them to his heart's content. Somehow, though, he heard – or felt – something wailing within him; a deeper something than just lusting for a grab at some titties.
It was different, more personal than the swelling rampage of the Fox inside of him. He let out a gasp-turned-whimper and threw himself to Tezuna's bosom. His impact teetered her to take a stabilizing step back, and then she glimpsed down and saw him latched to one nipple. Not sucking on it like a sex-starved pervert… His fondness for her breasts… She remembered the truth that he hadn't a mother who could have nursed.
"There, there, Naruto-chan." She'd give him some comfort, though the money on the table committed her to more than just a bit of breast-play and mothering. Carefully guiding him to the couch, she went down and held the boy across her lap, cradling his face and pressing it to her chest.
Naruto thought… If his mom was alive… Would she be beautiful and wonderful like Tezuna-chan? Would he do this…?
His cock had not given innocence to this dry feeding. He pulled his lap to her side, stabbing at her ribs with his eager cock. The pressure of her against his tip only made him frustrated, and he gave out that frustration with a snort and a groan. He jabbed again and put his teeth against her soft flesh, growling softly.
She grabbed his cock hard through his pants and yanked with a certain authority that made him quiver and fear that he'd let loose before she even unearthed him and gave him his money's worth. "Are you upset, Naruto-chan?" she cooed. She receded her touch, squeezing gently now, using the friction of his clothes to her advantage. Her breast spilled out of his mouth when he droned. His boxers felt wetter than before; not drenched yet. She'd have to take him out soon, or he'd be ashamed…
"Tezuna-chan," he whimpered, barely able to look out of his eyes and cast her his weakness.
"Don't worry." She brushed her lips along his whiskers. "I'll take care of you."
She was so practiced in the art, making him jealous and dazzled at the same time as she did away with his button and fly quicker than his own hands were able. Out he popped, a stubby mass of flesh and muscle glistening with his own arousal.
Without hesitation, she took it in her hand and made a pull on it; the pull sounded wet from his pre-emission. She could make do with such lubricant, but found it more gratifying to hover her lips above it and drop a bull's-eye dollop of spit right on top of his cock's slit. Hardly a great impact, yet Naruto responded loudly, arching his back from her and moaning out her name. Too long without her! Days were too long! Hours were too long!! She tortured him when she started to rub her spit all over his erection, going deep enough to balance his balls in her gentle hand.
"Don't finish yet," she advised him, losing her mother's tone for the moment as she work, edging him, wanting to build up his inevitable load. She stroked him over and over, holding his head to her chest, though her focus was divided mostly to the tempo of his short cock. She checked diligently for the pulse of his dick, and unsurprising, he was pulsating furiously. She gave him credit for not blowing his load then. It seemed merciless to release him, but as he sobbed and begged. "Just let me~" he would cry, erection twitching lonelily, his hands strapped down at the wrist by Tezuna's. "Not yet," she told him. "Behave."
Naruto felt a rush from the pit of his stomach, surging to his head rather than his groin, and he was filled with mind-numbing fear. What if I lose control?! He would, but not to the Fox. He thrust hard at the air, searching for a close, warm area for just one good, setting-off grind. But there was nothing but Tezuna's soothing "Hush, hush" to greet him. "Tezuna-chan…!" The heat radiating from him; he thought for sure he'd rush out and ruin the moment, but at least be satisfied. Instead, with a prolonged battle of will, he exhaled and went loose. It was as if his cock had reached the extent of its stretch and lost its coil. It was still hard, but it bobbed and settled against his pelvis. He had barely overcome the most trying of tasks. "Damn it," he muttered, fantasy glazing his eyes.
Tezuna's fingertips felt like the comfort of leaves. "Open your mouth," she whispered, and he complied immediately; lazily, but immediately. She hung another drop of spit, this time over his mouth, and it splatted on his tongue.
Tastes… sweet… His numb mind lagged his reaction; his lips closed, and he drank her spit gratefully. Tezuna-chan had done something to him, something beyond ninjutsu or genjutsu. There was a tolerance of unsuitable behavior, acceptance of the stuff that Ero-Sennin got off on…
His tongue ran against his small, smiling lips. "Thank you," he slurred, blue barely appearing from the slits of his eyes.
"Hm!" Tezuna was beautiful when she smiled, and that beauty became ten-fold when he felt her hand once again fondling his cock. "Good job, Naruto-chan. Now relax, and I'll get you ready."
He was ready. He wanted to tell her this, but the way she stroked his shaft… Middle finger linked to thumb, holding his squat erection, urging it to stand again. He murmured something to her, what he thought he'd only save for Sakura-chan. And Tezuna-chan only giggled and said "Thank you" and resumed her work.
Somehow, her generous strokes did not break him into madness. It felt amazing, but he was in control. Had he his first breakthrough in woman training? Tezuna was a better teacher than both Ero-Sennin and Kakashi-sensei!
The more she rubbed, Naruto felt he retained more sensibility until, at last, he was of a full mind again. And at once, he jammed his mouth over her breast again, tasting one for a good but brief moment, and then lavishing the next with a firm squeeze that plumped up the tip of her breast, which he would flick his tongue across over and over.
"You're so bold now," Tezuna said proudly, once more bringing his testes into her hand and rubbing them. Naruto shuddered; he'd been injured there enough times by girls or pranksters to appreciate the kindness that could also be shown to them. Beautiful Tezuna-chan…
"Would you like to do more?"
"Hmff?" Naruto's head twisted, her nipple and more still stuffed in his mouth. "More?" The breast meat muffled his voice.
Tezuna flicked at his hair, laughing at his naivete. "Surely you don't think this is all you will get." She cupped his chin, and her tit fell out his mouth. She lifted him until he was sure that she'd kiss his lips. "There's more to touching a woman than her breasts."
Naruto knew that. He knew some of that. He remembered her teasing his fingers at the hem of her dress, but that remained undiscovered. He hadn't even been sure his heart could take the shock. Now, he felt ready! Pumping his head in a nod, fists elevated, he shouted "Yes!" He leapt off of her, dick swaying out in front of him.
Energetic as always. Tezuna wouldn't say that she didn't have high hopes for the young virgin. "Now watch me, Naruto-chan." The full woman moved slowly, letting him take note of every feature, every way her breasts moved as she rotated and set herself against the back of the couch. Ass facing outward to him, Naruto couldn't stop himself from fisting his cock and rubbing it until it fired a bit of pre-cum onto her leather.
She was so round where it mattered, each cheek pressing out against her black-and-white dress, the crevice between drawing it in. But Naruto needn't remove the curtain, for Tezuna offered it herself. Black-and-white to a creamy canvas of pert cheeks and thick thighs… and a piece of silk that had no right to call itself underwear! A black line fit snugly in her crack, broadening to barely cover her mound. Even there, imagination was limited. Naruto saw the definition of her own sex – internal to his own external source – as the fabric clung to wet skin. A scent – more of a musk – met his nostrils, unique to him and heavy. Once, Kiba had gone all hazy when a man ordered sake at Ichiraku when he and Naruto were having a bowl; Naruto thought this smell was just as intoxicating.
Tezuna looked back at him, smirking as she wound a finger under that pointless string and let Naruto have his first eyeful of womanhood. "I've been expecting you for a while," she confessed as she reached the thong to the other end of her ass. Let him see all of it. "I thought you'd like a more mature look." Naruto would not have guessed that she waxed and shaved and primped her pussy; he hardly had any hair himself. But her dusty-blonde hair had gone to her crotch, fielding around a wet slit of pink with wispy curls. "Do you prefer this, Naruto-chan?" To sweeten her proposition, she took apart the slick and swollen folds to show the passage hidden.
Naruto gawked, spittle running out of his salivating mouth until he caught himself and wiped it away with the back of his arm. His gaped mouth turned to an excited and nervous smile. "Y-yeah," he slurred, once again brushing away some drool. The wet pink opened between the blond curls. The nub was at the crest, but he also noted the pristine state of her other hole. Both sites made his mouth water and his tongue restless.
Bravely, he caught her thighs at the top, where they wedged into the line between leg and stomach. He noted the softness of her tummy; not like the solidness of his own, where fat was trimmed and muscles had started to build. Her softness felt good and motherly. He exhaled loudly, a wistful sigh before her muffled his mouth against her slick, open petals.
Tezuna whined, looking back at the yellow spikes cresting just barely over her ass. "Oh, Naruto-chan~" She bit her bottom lip, groaning and rolling her butt against his face as his sloppy tongue caught her nectar and tasted every wall available to him. She giggled a little when she felt his nose bump her in a desire to delve deeper into her slightly-furred quim. Her two fingers needn't spread her any longer; Naruto had taken the initiative and seemed to know what to do.
No technique, though; his tongue ran rampant, hitting every spot he could find, testing them longer whenever Tezuna's husky moans rose in pitch. Only by chance and a slip did he realize that the nub not even inside her brought her to squirm. He was most passionate about that jewel hidden just underneath her tuft of curls. But he did not, could not dawdle there only when there was still so much of the female's cunt to explore.
He kept holding her like a mask to his face, slurping all the while, making little moans himself. His cock jumped until he felt that warm fluid ooze out and down from his tip. He wanted to put that runny stuff inside of her, mingle with her own oozing fluids.
Tezuna herself felt like it was not just her slit, but the entire space between her legs had become drenched with a hot puddle. Her breathing had hitched, and with the hand that had once held her pussy open for him, she now stoked her large breasts. Looking underneath her, holding one tit aside to see, she saw a long dollop pulling down from where Naruto feasted. Was it his slobber or her own juices? She caught it on two fingers and shoved it into her mouth either way, moaning softly.
"Naruto," she breathed, and pulled away right before he pulled her back, unsated from his sampling. She wouldn't be able to pry off him; no lady here could contend with a genin's will, least of all one as enthused as this Naruto-chan. So she used his leverage against him, shoving back into him, knocking him off balance and pinning him to the flood underneath her bodacious body. His eyes barely peeked out over her posterior, wide and frantic, worried that she intended to suffocate him with her pussy and ass. Sternly, she crossed her arms and looked down behind her shoulder at him. "Are you willing to listen now, Naruto-chan?"
He nodded with a word muted against her vulva… then he lapped at her one more time.
She smirked in reply. "I would like you to do something else now… if you're willing, of course."
With some effort, Naruto freed his mouth from underneath her, smiling and jubilating that he'd do anything she wanted him to. She believed it when he said so. She crawled off of him, returning to the couch, this time, on her back. She settled her back into the corner where the armrest met the backrest. Her tits flattened upon her sternum from her deep slope, but they still hung a little. One leg hung over the edge of the cushion, the other pulled tight into the back of the couch. Between them was more than enough space for Naruto to fit; if he made a clone, they could probably wedge in side-by-side! The split of her crotch glistened open, inviting to him.
"Would you like to?" she asked vaguely and let him figure it out himself.
He was on her instantly, jumping up from the floor and in between her legs with his cock leading, bouncing to and fro and right above her mouth. She needn't spit on her hand and wet herself for him; he'd earned her natural cooperation.
Naruto had sprung on the situation most eagerly, but now that he was here, he froze for a moment. This is it… He swallowed noisily, his face scorched with anxiousness. He need only press himself forward, angle appropriately, and lock himself within Tezuna-chan's shutters. He looked right into her eyes, gulped again, and stutteringly asked, "Do I just… go in?" It sounded like the last words were spit out at once, before he could choke on them.
"Go on, Naruto-chan." Instead of two fingers, she used two hands, pulling back her labia and exposing the hot, deep entrance to her body.
Still, he hesitated, though his cock had been steadied in a fist. He looked big like that, she mused. "Go on," she told him again, growing anxious herself to seat the boy inside of her. But he was still awkward and hesitant. It looked for a moment that he had mustered up his nerve, but veered at the last second, reset his stance, and then held it. Some men liked to prolong the experience, the anticipation; there had been enough of them for her to know that sometimes she needn't touch them at all to get them to unload. Naruto-chan, however, was young and… scared. She saw the throbbing of his small cock increase dangerously with a heading of precum spilling over onto her sofa. The merest touch might set him off; wedging into her snug wetness would likely be his ultimate undoing.
Tezuna tried a different tact this time, pulling from what little she knew of the boy. Her hands came away from her vagina to rub tenderly at his cheeks. The big blues of his eyes lifted to find her smiling warmly at him; not sexily, but compassionate, endearing. His heart fluttered, his mouth stuttering her name. "It's okay, my son. You can do it."
Naruto flinched. "Wh-wha…?"
"It's okay. Mommy's here." She continued to caress his face.
At first, Naruto was confused. What did she mean? Was she messing with him? Her fingernails dragged down his face, scraping provocatively down his throat to make him squirm, across his small sternum to his abs and finally cock. She aided his testes, knowing that any provocation to his stem would unhinge him. Her hand cupped and kneaded his balls gently, rolling them against each other in her palm, all the while whispering soothing words a mother would speak to her child.
"What are you doing?" Naruto whispered harshly, closing his eyes tight and hoping not to offend Tezuna-chan. When his eyes opened, he looked pitifully at her.
She hooked her other hand around the back of his neck while still massaging his sac. "Would you like to call me Mom? I would like it if you did." Her eyes shimmered. "I would be proud to call you my son." She felt reaction down there from him, even as he made a soured face.
"No," he stammered out, shaking the thought from his mind. "That's… that's wrong, y'know?!" Without warning, he speared ahead and punctured the woman calling herself his mom, sharing with her a completed moan.
"Ah, yes," she moaned, shifting into the couch for comfort. "Do it, my boy." Her big body bounced as he jutted into her. "In and out." He followed her instruction, shuddering the whole time. He felt more of his precum drool and spread across her pink walls as if they needed the moisture. His voice hitched in his throat, holding in a moan so he could hear the wetness of her body coming off of him. "To the tip," she whispered, and he came out to the tip, "and shove it back into me." THWACK!! He listened at once, hammering hard enough into her to resonate with a ripple throughout her body. Her breasts flopping up then down was especially favorable to his gaze. "That's my boy," she cooed, hands tightening on him.
I want to be your husband, thought Naruto, though his hips spurred to her melody. He smacked into her hard and loud, dry slaps quickly becoming wet squelches. I want to marry you! I want to show you I am a man, Tezuna-chan!
"Harder, harder! Deeper! You're so deep inside your mom, Naruto-chan!"
Stop it!his mind screamed while he obeyed her every word. He buried his pleasure-glowered face between her large tits, stifling a cry of pleasure between them. She held him there and stroked his head. Call me Naruto! I'll be better…!
"You're amazing, Naruto-chan! You'll make me cum like this!"
I will! Naruto abandoned all reserves and went at Tezuna's creamy opening with all he had. Her pubic hair matted underneath his pelvis, smearing her juices between them, catching on strings that broke whenever he pulled back. Each splat! was echoed with a moan, letting him know that he was doing well for a first-timer. Of course, it wasn't for himself at all, as he kept chanting in his mind that he wanted Tezuna to value him, see him as more dependable, more of a man than her fiancé.
He came without realizing it or even much reaction. He spilled over into Tezuna's channel, gave a stuttering noise to accompany the releasing convulsions of his body, but immediately kept plunging afterward. It was an astonishing feat for Tezuna, who had rarely come across a man with the stamina to go twice, least of all without pause. Yet after her initial shock, she grinned and clasped the boy to her. Thick legs closed around his hips, heavy for him, but not hindering. His drive plowed his cum deep into her, deep enough to be swallowed into her womb. Tiny tadpoles, surging through her chamber to make proof of their connection… "Naruto-chan," she breathed amongst pants, "are you trying to put your child in me?"
Naruto wheezed, his eyelids not yet letting up. He couldn't look at her or his concentration would be broken. Tezuna-chan's body felt so amazing, and her words – filthy things spoken so elegantly – drove him. But as always, he found the will to teeter and hold onto his bearings. Marry me, Tezuna-chan, he nearly screamed. His balls still felt so engorged, even after the jettison. Marry me!! He had forgotten all about Sakura-chan, all the attempts to show her his devotion and feelings only to be met on the wrong side of her fist. He nearly forgot her name in that moment. All he wanted to know and scream was Tezuna-chan…
"I feel it, Tezuna-chan," he confessed. His cock drove up into her over and over, splitting the pink lips of her sex like a fat finger.
Tezuna nodded eagerly, drawing his smallness against her wider body with all limbs, tucking even her face into his spiky hair. "Do it, Naruto-chan! Call me Mom!"
Naruto surfaced with a deep arch, the word ripping deep from his throat: "MOM!!" He roared as he gave in. If first was a wash, now came a flood, bursting through in a violent white tide that surged against her portal. His release was powerful, drawing from his core. It felt like his undulating loins was ejecting his very life force. His balls just about squeezed out every bit to impregnate his woman.
Behind his tight eyelids, amongst bursts of white, he saw something whisk in his blind vision, his mind's eye; a flourish of hair, crimson red. He held on to the plush of Tezuna's midsection, eyes dreamily drifting open to try to catch the face of the one with red hair. "Mom…" He gave a grunt, and was unconscious before his face met Tezuna's tits, knocking them apart in his drop.
Tezuna's chest deflated with a sigh. "Oh, Naruto-chan," she murmured, fondly petting his head and leaving his waning cock in her sloppy hole. When her contracting muscles spit him out, they also released a lewd squirt of his seed. She felt it all inside of her, churning and rolling to her uterus. "Sakura-chan could be a lucky girl."
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Naruto awoke with a start, inhaling like he hadn't taken breath in years. He surged up, grabbing at his heart and wondering if he had been dead. He'd never slept so deep before!
It took more than a moment for him to absorb his settings. This was undoubtedly… the room he and Ero-Sennin were staying while in Amegakure. But… how did he get there? It set in him like a fear that it had only been a dream and he had never met the woman he had come to want to marry. Tezuna-chan… She… existed, right? Yes, yes she did, he reassured himself as his mind began to process fully. She existed, and she was certainly the wonderful woman kindly enough to acknowledge him as a person right off the bat and care for him like a lover would.
How he got here escaped his concern for the moment. Naruto tossed off the covers and leapt to his feet. The sky outside; it was earlier than he remembered. He slept for a day! "Dammit!" It was the day of commitment and loose ends.
The money was still in his pocket; the thick amount he wanted to pledge to his Tezuna-chan! It might not have been a ring, but it might be enough. She cared for him. It wasn't about the money. I enjoy your company were her exact words. The money was merely his proof of commitment. He'd give it all to her, and swear to more. You'll never have to work again, Tezuna-chan! I'll take care of you!
Naruto, rushing down the streets, unable to waste a moment, rehearsed his proposal. From what she had told him of bumbling, unimpressive, unfaithful Ryusui, he'd definitely have the better promise. Simply for not valuing her, Naruto hated Ryusui. What lies got him to have her? Naruto swore to deck him if ever their paths crossed, and worse if he tried to take Tezuna-chan back from him!
Naruto made it to the Make-Out Club and rushed inside. The hostess made to greet him, but he disregarded, rushing to the backroom, promising the baffled woman that he knew his way and that Tezuna-chan was probably expecting him. "But-but, Naruto-chan…!" the woman called after him; he'd visited enough to be recognized by the other women.
She was too late to stop him. He made it to Tezuna-chan's room, smiled with excitement and straightened his wet clothes – what a romantic way to show up, he prided himself – and gently opened the door.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Jiraiya-chan!"
Naruto blanched when exposed to the scene. What was this? Was that… Baa-chan? He was almost fool, even put himself in denial. The woman was dressed in a gray kimono-blouse that was pushed open to let massive breasts hang and dangle, a dark obi around her midsection… Her dark spandex were off and thrown over Tezuna-chan's couch, no panties underneath.
Dumbstruck, Naruto wished that the face was slender like Tsunade's. The blond hair was done in twin ponytails like the Fifth's, but there was no mistaking the plump face and doe eyes. This was… Tezuna-chan…
"Agh! Tezuna-chan, you're so tight!" Jiraiya, completely naked and bathing in sweat and Tezuna-chan's juices, was drunk and elated, too enthralled by his philandering to notice that his student had barged in on his latest – and last – conquest of the Make-Out Battle. It was certainly a challenge to take on these fine women of Amegakure, but he had saved the best for last, and she obliged his requested dress-up.
And Tezuna-chan, face flushed also from the alcohol and ecstasy, didn't notice Naruto either as Jiraiya's long, thick cock plowed up into her quim. "Yes, yes! I'm cumming!" she screamed seconds before the proof squirted across Jiraiya's swinging balls.
"That's it, Tsunade," huffed the pervert, snatching a ponytail and yanking her head up. "Cum on me, you naughty Hokage!"
THUD!!
Naruto went lightheaded and passed out.
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Naruto did not even try to see Tezuna after that. It hurt too much. The closest he had come was in the middle of the night, when he couldn't sleep. He had walked to the club and stared at it from the cover of the nearest building. He saw only one man walk out in the time he stared. Had he been the next man to meet with Tezuna? His jaw clenched. He wanted to hurt that man and steal the satisfied smile from his face. Instead, he turned around, went back to the room where Ero-Sennin slept soundly, and hated the old man.
How… could you…? He wanted to do worse to his master than he had wanted to do to the stranger earlier. His bottom lip trembled in his anger and hurt. Yet as he stewed, Jiraiya smiled in his dreams and rolled over and made it to morning.
"What an adventure," he breathed out after crossing the border of Amegakure, facing the outside world he planned to venture with his newest student. He looked back at Naruto, and then gave a sour look. "What are you so upset about? You're acting worse than when Sasuke left…"
Naruto glowered and steamed. And when Jiraiya spoke again – not given a chance to finish the sentence – he exploded with a fist into the hermit's stomach; a child's bare fist against a stomach of honed muscle. His hit just about bounced off, but he doubled up with another, and another, and another. No chakra focus, no aim but to hurt Jiraiya. It all failed.
"You!" Naruto's eyes were filling with tears. He hit harder and harder until Jiraiya finally began to buckle. "You took her! She was mine! She said so!"
Jiraiya was solemn for a moment, and then grimaced in disapproval. "Tch!" His fist was stronger and hit more effectively into Naruto's jaw. The boy spun full-circle before ending up in a puddle of mud leftover from Amegakure's runoffs. The muck felt right; Naruto never felt lower. "You're getting upset over a girl at a club? Don't be stupid. I thought I was training a student smarter than that."
With mud running down his face, Naruto turned halfway to her. "She… she was…"
"She was a woman who earns a living by being nice," said Jiraiya. "Did you think that buying a woman would make you more of a man?!"
"She made me a man!" Naruto shot back childishly.
"Hmph! That's only what fools think. In her eyes, a man is only the amount that's in his wallet, and she will say anything to make him less of a man. If you didn't keep giving her money, did you think she'd still be so nice?"
Naruto wanted to disagree, but then he thought of how much he'd worked for money, and how much of that money he threw at Tezuna in his few visits. Maybe she did take only a little, but when he thought of it, she was giving less than he was; much less. Ten minutes of her time talking and sipping tea, a kiss or a touch to keep him hooked… He suddenly felt foolish, less mad at everyone, angrier with himself…
"A woman like her can be bought by a fool who relies on cash to be a man. But as soon as a man with more money arrives, she'll switch on the first one. But to keep a woman!" Jiraiya shoved a finger right into his disciple's dirty face. "That is what it means to be a real man!"
Naruto absorbed the lesson, and then sniffled. His head dropped, a bit of mud dripping from the tips of his hair. "I really liked her, alright?" he confessed softly.
"I know, I know," Jiraiya grumbled, reaching down and hoisting Naruto back to his feet with one hand. "She did have amazing knockers, after all, and looked so much like Tsunade, it was uncanny." He grinned lecherously, remembering how accurately Tezuna had portrayed Tsunade for his stay. Then he returned his look to Naruto and leaned in close. "Now, Tsunade! That's a woman who you'd want to keep! And mark my words, Naruto!" He turned about, pumping his fist skyward in a march. "I'll get that keeper!"
Naruto stared after him for a moment, looked back at the rainy Amegakure where his first was probably already making another man love with pay. If it was so that she only accepted cash for her love, though, why did he still have the wad in his pocket? He felt inside, and then realized it was not cash. He hadn't even thought to check since having his heart broken, but he retrieved whatever it was inside.
An envelope? Sealed with a kiss… Curious, Naruto opened the envelope, careful not to rip it, and pulled out the folded content. His nose halfway squirted with blood when he saw the image of Tezuna, nude and smiling for the camera with his unconscious body held up to her Tsunade-sized breasts. Her legs split to show where he had planted his seed deep and plentiful, leaking down across her asshole. An arm had wrapped over his shoulders, embracing him softly so her cheek may rest on his hair.
Come back soon~ was written in pink marker at the corner.
Naruto risked a small smile. He wouldn't go back, but he'd always have a moment to remember and feel something for Tezuna-chan. He put the picture into his jacket for later – which he would take out many times in the near future to relive the ecstasy – and ran after Ero-Sennin.
"You want Baa-chan?! Ha! I'll get her first!" he challenged the old man, making Jiraiya holler with amusement.
"It's a hundred years too early for you to match my manliness, Naruto!"
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End of Part 0