Day 4

"I'm dropping off Himawari at Aunt Hanabi's. Boruto, don't do anything stupid. ANYTHING. You've got that?!" Hinata said sternly to her son who was in his room; Boruto having been reclined on his bed. Hinata continued on packing up Himawari's clothes, bending over to pack the luggage. "Fineee mom, I promise I won't." Boruto glanced over, and stared at his mother's tight ass as she bundled everything up. "Don't speak that tone with me, young man." Hinata's voice began to drone as Boruto began to zone out, his mind stuck in a trance. Hinata's thickness revealed itself through her cargo shorts. "You know, Boruto. I sometimes wonder whether you act like this because of your father always being busy, or if because I am not a good mother." "No way, mom. It's definitely not your fault." Boruto replied, staring at Hinata's gorgeous globes as they shook. With a loud zipping noise, Hinata finished packing the baggage, and stood up. "Himawari, mommy is ready! We're going to Aunty Hanabi's now!" The young mother shouted, to which the little girl replied with a loud 'OOOKKKK'. Pulling on the handle, Hinata placed the rolling luggage upright.

"Food is on the table. You can eat it whenever." Boruto glanced up at his mother, and saw her piercing silver eyes dig deep into him. Her gaze seemed to have a way with people. When she was happy, that gaze would be soothing and hit deeply one's soul. When she was angry, the piercing nature of them caused unnerving and fear. For Boruto, however, Hinata's milky eyes made his blood circulate downwards, her glare being consumed by his lustful wants of sacking his own mother. "See you later, son. And remember, behave yourself. I don't really want to have to tell daddy that you've been misbehaving while he wasn't around." Hinata said, sighing as she dragged the luggage, sliding Boruto's door open to exit. "I love you mom." Hinata stopped, and turned her head back halfway. "I love you too, sweatheart." Turning back ahead, she continued walking along to join Himawari who was waiting impatiently at the door to leave. Hinata slid Boruto's room door shut, as she left to go visit her sister.

At the Hyuga Clan...

"Well if it isn't my big sister! What brings you here?" Hinata did a worried laugh, and nudged her head to the side to show her daughter was with her. "Awww! Come over here my little pumpkin! Who is a cutie? You are! You are!" Hanabi said, joyful to see her niece. "Aunt Hanabi!" Himawari shouted, running over to her relative. Himawari and Hanabi began to hug, the two laughing after not seeing each other in a while. Hinata smiled, seeing how excited Hanabi was seeing her niece. Hanabi lifted up Himawari, and began to toss her up in the air, causing her niece to scream of joy and giggle. "I came to ask if I could leave her here for the rest of the week." Hinata exclaimed. "Of course you can sis, you know I love kids! Especially my little cutie over here!" She said, hugging Himawari. "Thank you, thank you Hanabi." Hinata looked around the empty estate, seeing that it was awfully quiet. "Hey, sister. Where's dad?" Hanabi looked over to her big sis, and smiled. "He's fine. Dad is off with cousin Neji to get some wood for the fire. It's been stupidly cold as of late."

Hinata placed her hand over her mouth, covering her giggle. "You know heating is a common thing now, right?" Hanabi put down her niece, causing Himawari to run around the large area to play. "Of course I do, and so does dad. He's just an ol' cheapskate who doesn't want to spend money when he can just 'get some of those trees out in the forest'." Hanabi paused, as if remembering something. "I need to ask, and not like this will change whether I take care of your little girl. But sis, why do you need to keep Himawari here?" Hinata sighed, and took a moment to explain in properly. "You see, Boruto is quite the handful. Worse due to the fact he has been acting strangely ever since Naruto went to talk with Gaara and check up on things. I can't watch over both my kids while Boruto is acting like this." Hanabi placed her hand under her chin, and nodded as to show she understood. "Hmmm, what do you think he's doing right about now." Hinata shrugged her shoulders, unsure of what her son would be doing. "I told him to be a good boy while I'm gone. I'm trusting him to do just that. Hopefully, at least."

At the Uzumaki complex...

"Oh yeah, suck it mom! Ohhhh!" Boruto said, stroking his pole as he thought of his milf slurping his dick. Hinata hungrily slobbered on the length of it, wrapping her rough tongue throughout the base of the penis. Her cheeks were bright red, and her hair a mess. Boruto continuously bucked his hips into his hand, feeling his precum leaking. Luckily, Boruto was prepared for what he was doing this time, and got a bunch of tissue paper. "Come on mom! Taste that dick! Screw dad, I'm all you will ever need!" He shouted, beginning to huff. He took a whiff of the air, inhaling the intoxicating smell of his mother. He was in his parents room. He had to, as he was incapable of getting it up without the effect of his mother being there. He tried in his room, he tried getting it off to Sarada, but without the added taboo sensations and the erotic taste of his mother's aroma, he just couldn't get going. His eyes were shut tightly, feeling himself about to burst. His dream Hinata was now bobbing heavily on his cock, sucking hard on him. "Oh yeah mom! Just... like... that!" He gasped, and brought his left hand upon his rock hard cock.

With both hands pumping, he began to release. He imagined himself gripping his mother's scalp, and shoving her gorgeous, flushed crimson skull upon his erupting volcano. He imagined his mother going limp as she began to gulp heaps of his incestuous milk down her long unused throat. She remained motionless, besides her cheeks puffing up to handle the globs cumming into her mouth. Boruto began to sweat, dripping puddles upon the bed. This time, however, he would make no real mess. His bundles of tissues around his exploding head contained his ejaculation nicely. When his tap ran dry, Boruto opened his eyes to see he was alone in the room, with a bunch of soiled paper that needed to be disposed of. I swear, when I get my hands on mom... It will be so much better. Taking one final whiff of his mother's smell, he got off the bed. His pants were down to his ankles, making it difficult to walk as he stumbled his way to the bathroom to clean himself up.

Later that day...

"Son, I'm home." Hinata said loudly, her voice echoing around the walls. Shutting the front door, Hinata took off her jacket to place it on the coat hanger, walked into the home, and dropped her shoes off as she got into her pink slippers. "Boruto? Hello?" She walked around the home, worried her son might had done something nasty again. Please, pleaseee tell me he behaved himself. First checking her room, she noticed all was fine. Approaching her son's room, she slowly slid the door open, revealing her son on his bed. Seeing what he was doing, she sighed, a sigh of relief. Phew, he was just sleeping. That's alright. Sliding the door back shut, she quietly walked back into her room, shuffling her fluffy slippers as she moved. Walking over to her and her husband's throne, she slipped herself off her slippers, and got comfortable on the soft mattress. "Well, it's been far too long since I've done this. Think you deserve this one, Hinata."

Boruto got up from his nap to a strange, melodic sound in the home. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned as he focused on the noise to wonder what it was from. Intrigued by the noise, Boruto pulled away his blanket and moved off his bed. Sliding his door open, he heard from the hallway the soft, intriguing sound. He moved in the direction that the sound was louder in, and stopped when he reached the point in which the noise started: his mother's room.

Placing his ear on the sliding door, Boruto heard gasping, moaning, and shuddering noises from what had to be his mother. He could feel himself getting hard from the sounds, and had to see what his mother was up to. Carefully, the boy gripped the handle to the room, and gently slid it open as to not make a squeak. With the room now visible, Boruto had to cover his mouth to stop a gasp when he saw his mother. Her clothes were laid upon the floor, left in a unorganized pile. On the comfortable throne, Hinata was completely bare, her finger swirling her lower body as her eyes stayed shut. Boruto quietly walked in, transfixed upon his naked mom. He knew he was growing unimaginably stiff, in total shock to see his mother like this. He hadn't seen her naked since she stopped breastfeeding him, which he himself has no memory off. "Ahhhh... N-Naruto..." Moaned loudly, moving her hips to the touch of her own fingers. Hinata had her left hand fingering herself, digging around her pussy. Her right hand was squeezing and feeling her breasts, massaging them and kneading them like dough. She needed this, having been driven sexually deprived for a decade with how Naruto isn't home.

They still had sex while he was Hokage, of course, but Naruto was rarely passionate while doing it, and she missed it when he was. "Oh... Naruto... There is perfecttttt..." Hinata was speeding up her twirling of her fingers, causing her legs to move violently. Boruto was frozen in place, unable to get his eyes off his mother. He couldn't believe what was to cum, either. "N-N-N...NARUTO!" Hinata said, speeding up and moaning wildly. Her eyes were open now, as she began to burst. "Ahhhh!" Hinata shouted, cumming all over her left hand. She bucked her hips off the bed, digging herself with every thrust upon her fingers.

"Oh my god! Mom!" Hearing her son, Hinata looked over in horror, as she saw her child standing there. Boruto stared intently at his mother, dripping in sweat and in all her voluptuous glory. Her body was absolutely perfect, unmatchable by anyone. And there she was, on the bed that he feels destined to claim.

Alright Boruto... It's now, or never...