Sakura's bachelorette party was another stark reminder of his rapidly approaching wedding. Yet another thing that she could miraculously fit into the hospital director's schedule without incident. All it meant for the moment was a day he had to actually go home after work. He made a brief stop to check on Hinata of course, a couple of hours actually, they had dinner together. Like always she did nothing to indicate that she was upset with him.
That might well have made the guilt worse.
Still, he strolled out of the cozy apartment that felt more and more like home, back to his estate, and despite everything, he was smiling when he actually laid eyes on his future wife. She just looked so bright and excited, so full of joy. Especially when Tsunade arrived, having returned to the village for the festivities, and arrived just in time for her precious student's party. Sakura literately squealed and jumped on her in a hug the moment they saw each other.
It was so rare to see her like that.
It did his heart good.
Even if Ino's presence made it a bit uncomfortable, not less so when she was dressed to the nines like the rest of them. She didn't try anything worse than a risqué look though, nor did she return with the other two early in the am's, much to his relief. Though that relief was short-lived when he came down to the kitchen and noticed their other guest hunched over their liquor cabinet.
Specifically, he picked up on the nerves Sakura was carrying, but he didn't have half a gallon of wine to temper them.
"Come on, sensei, you didn't have enough at the club?" Sakura asked through her chuckles.
"I'm still walking aren't I?" she retorted jovially, apparently finding whatever she was looking for, as she stood up straight with one of the bottles in her hand. She wasted no time sitting at their table, and Sakura took a seat across from her. Begrudgingly, Naruto joined them.
It was quite the contrast with him in his sweats and a tank top, them both still dazzling the room with their fancy outfits. Tsunade had a lime green sleeveless dress that left both of her arms bare, plus a deep V showing off the spectacular breasts she was so famous for. It was hard not to steal an eyeful as she clumsily filled the cups, spilling carelessly over the table as the shot glasses filled.
"Oh no, no more for me,"
"Come oooon," the older woman enticed, pushing the drink across the table slow enough to hear the grinding of the glass. Sakura smiled silently, staring at the tall cup. Then, quite abruptly, lifted and slammed it back, earning a laugh of delight and a mimic of the action from Tsunade.
"Oh goduh… okay now, come on Tsunade you should get to bed, 'while you can still walk'," she broke into a long line of laughter at that, once more earning repetition from her dear friend. Although when it ended the friend took a sinister smile, even leaned over the table.
"Ohhhh I see how it is, want me gone so you can go have your dessert?" she snickered out with a wink and a nudge towards the man of the house. Naruto still hadn't touched the drink she poured him, but scoffed all the same. "Well don't mind me, go on upstairs and have fun, I'll get myself to bed," she assured, taking another swig straight from the bottle.
Sakura stuttered and sputtered and eventually decided to hide her beet-red face against the table. It might have been worrying if it wasn't all punctuated with a rumbling giggle that saw her body shake. Tsunade just chuckled and lifted the bottle again.
She stared at Naruto as he caught the bottom, holding it in place.
"What the hell kid?" she whined.
"Stand up and I'll let you have another," he challenged, rather than argue with her. The tactic proved wise as she jumped to her feet and immediately collapsed to the floor. Well, almost, a hand caught the table's edge, keeping her at least upright on her ass. With the bottle out of reach, Naruto took his feet and casually walked around the table.
Tsunade released another laugh as he hefted her over his shoulder, drowning out the half-hearted protest. Sakura didn't even lift her head let alone comment as he carried her away, and it wasn't until he was halfway up the stairs that his cargo said anything.
"Ahhh… just like old times, remember when you had to hunch me over your shoulder to carry me?"
"Yep,"
With that simple reply, he heaved the older woman onto the guest bed, watching her bounce and flop in a brief panic before realizing what had happened. She laughed jovially again sitting up and fiddling with her clothes. In the dim bedroom she looked almost unreal, like a pervy drawing more than a person, hips just a little too perfect, boobs just a little too big. It was an effort to keep his staring brief.
"You can take care of yourself from here right?"
"Can you hit the lights?"
He flipped them on without thought and immediately shut his eyes tight.
She laughed again.
"Oh don't be a prude, trust me Sakura saw plenty of dicks tonight!" that comment brought his eyes back open. Her magnificent, glowing breasts were still out and dangling openly, her dress just a scrunch of fabric around her waist. That drunken face was scrunched up too, laughing heartily at her own joke. "Besides I know you always wanted to see them, consider it your wedding present,"
"So you didn't Sakura a real present?" he countered dryly.
"Ah, my girls aren't a real present? Even though you've been fantasizing about them since you were four feet tall?"
Her sass fizzled as he came closer, stood right in front of her, got a closer look at the enormous melons. There was something genuinely surreal about it, seeing them so plainly in front of him after all those years of admiring them from a mile away. For all that obsessing they were just a simple part of her body.
Maybe it was that meager response that prompted her to push further.
Maybe it was the gallons of booze she'd had.
Either way, Naruto protested as she began pulling his sleep pants down and shaking his cock without asking. His future wife was right downstairs! Also, more importantly, Tsunade was trashed out of her mind and he did care greatly for her. The last thing he wanted was to hurt his former ruler and mentor.
"Tsunade, come on stop, your drunk,"
"I'm always drunk!" she rebutted playfully, immediately leaning forward and planting two kisses on the shaft of his now extremely hard cock. The hand wrapped around was working overtime too, practically gliding up and down the shaft. "Besides, I want to give you a real present," she added, a look of genuine love and affection flickering briefly in those amber eyes.
She took him in his mouth and began suckling on his head.
For about three seconds.
Forcefully Naruto pulled her head off, using about every drop of willpower he had to do it. Her eyes looked angry but she waited for him to speak. They didn't even soften when he placed a hand on her cheek.
"Tsunade seriously, if you really want to do this we can do it tomorrow when you're sober. I'm not comfort-"
"-oh would you fucking man up?" she bit back, grabbing his cock again, more forcefully, and pulling him by it back to her mouth. She slobbered over it with aggressive enthusiasm, soaking him in spit and rocking her head like a madwoman. All the while she sucked with the most intensity he'd ever felt. It even rivaled Temari's skill.
About all the poor man could do was take a deep breath and try to keep his face straight.
Tsunade was grinning even with her mouth full, groaning victoriously, looking up at him coyly. That dumbass kid that caused her so many headaches had grown up into quite the cute young man. Causing him a little trouble, and getting some pleasure back for her time, was only fair. It all seemed like such an innocent little affair to her booze-strangled mind.
When he came down her throat in barely a minute she chuckled, sending delightful vibrations up his shaft as shot after shot was swiftly swallowed by the woman's skilled mouth.
"Holy shit Tsunade that was… fuck, fuck I gotta go," he said, feeling the fear come back as the pleasure trailed off. He hadn't even confirmed Sakura was asleep for fucks sake!
"Wait!" she called with a real sense of urgency, enough so to make him pause and catch his attention. "You can't possibly get in any more trouble, whatever happens, you might as well finish," she prodded, lying down on her side and tugging at her clothes until her bare, dripping wet pussy was visible under the bright fluorescent light above.
Well, she had a point.
Also, Tsunade had never looked more beautiful than at that moment. Her hair slightly frazzled, that sleepy accomplished smile on her face, the fancy outfit and the drool all over her chin that stood out so bluntly against it. She even had a speck of white on one corner.
He wiped it away before bending down to kiss her.
She let him do both.
How long Naruto spent fondling and squeezing her breasts while he sucked on her lips neither was sure. Though when he finally began poking at her entrance with the head of his cock, she groaned in relief, as if she'd been waiting an eternity. Still, he rutted in slow, deep thrusts, really savoring every inch of her insides as she appreciated every glorious inch of his cock.
It didn't last long.
In minutes the excitement of their illicit act had them humping like horny monkeys. The bed shook and the room was filled with the sounds of their breathless laughs. Disbelief, glee, and raw amusement. Wonderful feeling that only compounded when their bodies began to shake and quiver and overflow in their pleasure.
She let out the first half of a scream when she came, silenced by his mouth. Then they both groaned euphorically as they fell back to earth together. Coming down from the exertion as well as the orgasm, still connected and kissing softly, nearly put Naruto to sleep.
It did put Tsunade to sleep.
Seeing this, and remembering his wife at the table downstairs, he opted to carefully pull out.
A large part of him was still terrified at what Tsunade would say or feel about this in the morning.
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