*I wanted to do this one for a while. I think I might make a handful of chapters, we shall see. Sakura has womanly urges, but Sasuke is never around. Wanting to be touched, she seeks out her daughter?*
Sakura was home alone in her apron, doing housework while humming to herself. She knew her beloved daughter would be home from her mission, so she wanted to be sure the house was clean so she could relax. Sarada always joked that her mom was "too clingy" especially when Sasuke was not around. This was true. With Sasuke gone, Sakura had an empty void she needed filled. Sarada was her source, her daughter, her little baby.
The problem was, Sarada was not a baby anymore. She was 12 years old now, a young pre-teen like her mommy was 20 years ago. Yet, Sakura still treated her like a baby at times, hugging, kissing, and even picking her up. What really got Sarada red with embarrassment was her medic mom playing doctor all the time. Of course, being a medical ninja, Sakura took care of her daughter's "women needs." This ranged from personal checkups to therapeutic massages. Sarada did not mind, but she could not help to blush being nude in front of her mom. Today, Sarada needed to pay a visit to her "gynecologist."
"I'm home mom!" Sarada yelled placing her ninja gear in a corner.
"Hi baby! So neat, just like you father." Sakura walked over and gave her daughter a squeeze.
"Mom, I'm 12, I not a baby anymore." Sarada wined.
"You'll always be my baby." Sakura said, kissing her daughter on the cheek, causing her to blush.
"You know you have a checkup today." Sakura reminded her daughter.
"Yes mom, I know. Just let me take a bath first." Sarada said as she headed for the stairs.
"I might as well give you a sponge bath dear." Sakura said while removing her apron.
"Really mom." Sarada complained, as she kept going upstairs.
"Yup. I'll be up in a minute." Sakura said excitingly.
Sarada started the water in their large ceramic tub. Sakura used to always give Sarada baths, but as Sarada got older, it became increasingly embarrassing. Sakura had not noticed or didn't care. In Fact, sometimes Sarada thought things were getting "weird." Sakura swore her mother was sneaking peaks at her, especially lately. It seemed like Sakura would find a way to run into Sarada in compromising positions, whether it would be opening the shower curtain, or dropping things at the dinner table.
With the tub filled, and the water just right, Sarada undressed and hoped in.
"Ahh perfect!" Sarada said as she laid back and relaxed. No sooner when she laid down did Sakura knocked on the door.
"I'm coming in dear!" Sakura said, walking in wearing a very revealing bathrobe. Sakura was wearing a white robe with pink flowers. It was incredibly short, like a micro skirt. The slit in the robe went all the way down to Sakura's toned abs, showing much of her A cups. Sakura turned around to close the door as she walked in, giving Sarada a clear view of her lower cheeks.
Turning beat red, Sarada turned away briefly.
"Alright sweetie, make room for mommy!" Sakura said as she disrobed.
"Huh?" Sarada said confused.
Every now and again, Sakura would give Sarada a sponge bath, but Sakura had not taken a bath with her daughter since she was 8, excluding the women's springs.
"Mom what are you...doing?" Sarada questioned as her mother stood naked in front of her.
"I'm your mommy, plus we are girls so it's okay right?" Sakura said reassuringly.
I...guess? Sarada said still uncertain.
The tub was plenty big enough for two adults, but Sakura immediately sat close to Sarada, forcing to two of them to touch shoulders.
"Just like when you were a little baby." Sakura chuckled.
"MOM! I keep telling you I am not a baby anymore. "Sarada said with an attitude. Sakura just laughed it off.
"Okay love, let's get you cleaned up. Come sit here." Sakura said, pointing innocently between her legs.
"Seriously? Sarada questioned while again blushing. Sarada realized her mother was not kidding and scooted over between her legs as she was told.
Sarada couldn't help but feel the two small soft mounds against her upper back. She was ashamed to admitted it, but the feeling was quite pleasant.
"Let's start with shampoo" Sakura said as she squeezed a liberal amount of liquid in her hand.
Sakura massaged and lathered the shampoo in Sarada's hair, applying more when necessary. This feeling was more than pleasant. Sarada leaned back and closed her eyes, trying not to let out any awkward moans...but she failed.
"Ummm Yess." Sarada moaned, loud enough for her mother to hear.
"Hehe feels good huh?" Sakura chuckled. "Oh, and don't worry, I'll be your pillow." Sakura winked, as Sarada rested on her breast.
Sarada turned her head and got a close view of her mother's pink nipples. She turned bright read, and quickly pulled away.
"Okay mom that's enough, you are being wicked awkward, and you are freaking me out! Seriously, could you PLEASE get out of the tub?" Sarada yelled in embarrassment.
"Hey now! That is no way to speak to your mother…Now sweetie would you kindly put some shampoo in mommy's hair?" Sakura said, ignoring her daughter's uneasiness.
"Grrrr!" Sarada growled in anger, before complying.
Sarada squeezed the shampoo in her hand, before lathering it in her mother's hair. Sarada had no way to block out the moans her mother was making the whole time. As seemingly embarrassing as it was, Sarada could not help but feel a sense of gratification, a sense of control from causing her mother to make those noises. Sarada snapped out of her daydream when her mother spoke.
"Hmmm, very good honey. Now, I want you to wash me, okay? Don't worry, I'll wash you after." Sakura said, as she passed the liquid soap back to her daughter without looking back.
Sarada did not even debate it at this point. She knew it would be a pointless argument. Instead, she just gave in.
"Fine Mom, I will , but could you please hand me the washcloth over there?" Sarada asked nonchalantly, pointing to the cloth on the sink right next to the bathtub.
"Just use your hands dear. Those wash clothes tend to irritate my skin." Sakura said, with a smirk on her face that was hidden from her daughter.
"Come on Mom, real—" Sarada was interrupted by her mother.
"Don't be hard-headed now, listen to mommy." Sakura demanded as she leaned back against her daughter's breast.
During this whole ordeal, Sarada was getting a weird vibe from her mother…A is-my-mom-hitting-on-me type of vibe. With this new "hands on" approach, Sarada's theory was close to being confirmed. Sarada hopped to it, lathering her hands with soap, before rubbing her mother's shoulders and arms. Sarada could not help but notice how smooth her mother's skin was. All was still pg-rated, until Sarada realized there were two orbs her mother had that needed cleaning.
Not ready yet, Sarada skipped down to her mother's abs. Sarada felt the subtle lining of her mother's thin six pack. Needless to said, Sarada found it a little enjoyable, but why? Sarada was not quite ready to summon the lesbian card, although at her ripe age of 12, she undeniably noticed an attraction for both boys and girls. Baruto was handsome, but Cho Cho was also cute. All of that was well and good, but this was her mom!
Sarada struggled to keep her emotions in check, but all was still good, and a far as she could tell, she hadn't given off any signs to her mother. Sakura however, was relentless and made her next move.
"Sarada dear, you are doing a good job, but I believe you missed some important spots." Sakura inexplicably teased her daughter.
Sarada knew exactly where her mother was going with this and figured the only way to counter was to confront her head on.
"Mom…um I think I am seriously too old for this now…I mean…It's just too much you know?" Sarada said, playing the victim, yet being reasonable and polite.
Sarada figured her mother would finally "get it," but instead she continued to play naive.
"Less talk more wash." Sakura said, before grabbing her daughter's hands and gently placing them directly on her breast.
"MOM!" Sarada yelled in surprise.
Now with her hands on one of her mother's most intimate places, Sarada reluctantly went with the flow. She massaged and cleaned her mother's breast, trying to ignore the odd breathy moans her mother was giving off. Sarada was not an expert at sex ed or anything, but she was aware hard nipples occurred during other circumstances besides cold weather. Sakura's nipples were so hard, if Sarada didn't watch out, she might prick her finger…wait.
"Why am I touching my mother's nipples?" Sarada though to herself. She was again awaked from her daydream from her mother's noises…
"Oh yes dear, good job…Ok. Now let me wash your body sweetie." Sakura was beet red and was shamelessly turned on from her daughter touching her.
Sakura figured now was as good a time as ever to make a move. As perverted as it was, Sakura really could not care any less. This felt good to her, and she was longing to be touched and to touched. Sakura quickly turned around, making sure to give her daughter a clear view of her hard nipples. Sakura was glad to see her daughter was red in the face. Surely some of it was embarrassment, but Sakura was sure her nude body made her daughter think some naughty thoughts as well.
"Mom, this is really…I don't know if…" Sarada struggled to find words and was cut off by her mother before she could clear her thoughts.
"Don't worry about anything baby, just turn around and let mommy wash you." Sakura instructed to her daughter calmly.
Sarada did as she was told and leaned against her mother's breast. She could not help but notice her mother casually grab the liquid soap and squeeze it in her hand. Sarada believed this action made no sense, considering she was receiving a "sponge bath."
"You know mom, it's kind of hard to give me a sponge bath without a sponge." Sarada said with her rekindled sass.
Sakura just scoffed and continued without comment with a big smile on her face. Sakura made sure to thoroughly clean her daughter's body, working her way from the neck down. Sakura made it a point to skip her daughter tiny preteen breast. Sarada was somewhat ashamed to admit she was disappointed. The moment snuck up on her, and now, the thought of being touch did not seem like a bad idea.
Right on cue, Sakura started kneading her daughter's breast, almost painfully slowly and methodically Sarada way able to suppress moaning, until her mother started flicking her nipples with her index fingers.
"Oh…Mom! Why are you…" Sarada stuttered, suppressing her moans.
"Dear just relax. You are at the age now that I should teach you how to wash your body. Before you know it, you will become a woman." Sakura said as she continued cleaning and kneading her daughter's breast.
Sarada was conflicted. She was embarrassed her mother was touching her breast, but it felt unbelievably good. She barely was able to keep her grunts and moans silent. Sakura finally remove her hand from her daughter's breast. Sarada figured the worst was behind her when…
"Lastly my daughter, I need to show you how to property clean you most private areas." Sakura said speaking like an instructor.
"OK mom…I think I'm good from here." Sarada said standing up turning bright red, knowing exactly what her mother was talking about, or rather where she was talking about.
"No dear, as a mother, I must teach you. Now sit back down." Sakura said calmly but authoritatively while pointing down between her legs.
Sarada sighed before following her mother's orders. As stubborn and dismissive Sarada acted, she was a little "curious" about her next hygiene lesson. Sakura wasted no time.
"You want to use an unscented safe soap, rub it in your hands like this and rub around our vulva" Sakura demonstrated on herself, but Sarada could not see her. Sakura knew this.
"Oh right, you can't see. I will have to properly demonstrate on you." Sakura smirked.
"Mom...seriously." Sarada said, turning around.
"Yes." Sakura said almost robotically.
Sakura lathered the soap right in front of Sarada, moving slowly. She descended, down under the water while cupping her hands with soap. Sakura knew she was moving seductively but keep her instructor attitude. When she finally got to her daughter's vagina, Saruda tensed up. Ignoring this, Sakura started to slowly rub circles.
"Give it a good few rubs to get good and clean like this kay." Sakura said, starting to make bigger circles.
Sarada found this building sensation dangerously close to her own private masturbation sessions. Once her mother "accidentally" rubbed her clitoris, Sarada let out an embarrassing whimpering moan. Sakura expected this but played it cool.
"Yes, it does feel kinda good right? Anyway, make sure you get here too.
Sakura reached further down until she reached her daughter's anus. She soon started rubbing it clean, probing, but not entering all the way.
Sarada hated her body's reaction to for mothers cleaning session. Getting her anus probed didn't cause her to moan, but it felt nice. she closed her eyes in delight, before snapping out of it when she realized her mother was going at it for about a minute straight without saying anything.
"Ok that's it MOM! This is weird! You're being weird! I know how to wash myself now ok? Thank you. Now I'm leaving to get dress…" Sarada yelled out, trying to calm down as she left the tub. She took a towel and headed to her room.
"You better watch your mouth young lady. I will see you in a sec for you second checkup." Sakura shouted playfully.
"It's ok Mom…I'm all set." Sarada said blushing, still seemingly curious what the checkup could be.
Sarada only had a few minutes to dry her hair before her Mom came barging in, draped in a towel just like she was.
*Alright. I was going to one-shot this, but now expect 2-4 chapters. How do you like it so far? Please let me know in the review section, positive and negative feedback accepted.