If you like lemon, go see the other fanfic on the channel: "Defiler". And, well, third time I upload this. But I'm like cockroaches: I don't die, I reproduce.
The usual warning: Naruto does not belong to me
From Respected Kunoichi to Lewd Groupie
Chapter 1
This was a night for women to have fun, relax and spread their legs with any unknown man. Tomorrow would be the time to think about what I had done.
At the bar-karaoke, the new pop hit of the summer was playing, accompanying the weekend night, with beautiful girls wiggling around and accepting a round of drinks.
It was all in good fun.
Kushina Uzumaki was taking a swig of her fifth glass of vodka. No one would think that she was once nicknamed Red Hot-Blooded Habanero. She was with her friends, Mikoto and Mebuki, sitting with the same table as half a dozen young men they had just met. Despite their relaxed appearances, it was difficult to estimate their ages: at one glance they might appear to be in their early thirties and, at the other, college students.
Their friends were dressed more daringly than usual. But, without a doubt, Kushina was the one who stole the most glances. Her curvaceous, long-legged body, she wore a black, sleeveless dress, the short skirt revealing most of her thighs, with black, medium-heeled sandals. And red hair tied in two pigtails. A twist on her housewife look.
The redhead smiled with laughter as she talked to a boy. She felt something she hadn't felt in a while.
Ever since she had met Minato, when he saved her from being kidnapped at twelve, they had been inseparable. That meant she didn't have MIkoto's crazy, unbridled adolescence and youth. She was a real cheating bitch before and after she married Fugaku; although, her marriage was arranged by the Uchiha Clan.
When Naruto was born, the third hokage sacrificed himself by sealing it. Kushina, for her part, left active duty to train the new jinchuriki in the role. In practice, she ditched the ninja vest and cunis for an apron and household duties: cleaning, washing, cooking ramen for dinner and, from time to time, some light training with her five-year-old son. She didn't realize the thrill she had in ninja missions until it was a distant memory.
However, she found a refuge in touching herself. Eventually, she started masturbating all day long: in the evening or in the morning; sometimes she would start after Minato left. Sometimes she would do it at night, praying to finish before Minato returned; or she would wake up early to touch herself before he woke up. When she left Naruto at Mikoto's house, so that her children could play, she would go to the red vario to buy videos.
Inside her closet, in a locked trunk, she had a collection of porn of all kinds: from what we would call normal, to fetish, gangbangs, interracials, bukakes, muscle men or geys or both, even lesbian. His favorite movie was of a couple arguing at a party, at the end the groom left, while the bride, a small, thin, white woman; took refuge in five black men who fucked her all over. Commonly, Naruto played with his toys while his mother was locked in her room, her frantic fingers going back and forth inside.
Fantastic, wild, passionate, all-night sex was also a distant memory. Minato almost always left early in the mornings and returned late at night. I didn't blame him, I knew he had many duties as fourth hokage. But it didn't change a woman's needs.
Someone else noticed his unmet needs. At first he was reluctant, but in the end he accepted Mikoto's invitation for a girls' night out. The three of them would take advantage of Mebuki's husband leaving on a business trip to tell their husbands that they would spend the night at her friend's house. She left the house in more modest clothes and, when she arrived at the Haruno house, changed into her black dress.
As Mikoto said, she looked for something daring in her closet, something sexy. Even Kunuichis, trained for war, can feel nervous about their outfits.
The evening began quietly, as the group of friends greeted them and paid for several rounds of drinks. They seemed friendly. They ordered a large ice bucket with a champagne to continue the party. So, the former Kunoichis had no problem having fun and letting themselves go. Maybe it was the alcohol or the atmosphere.
Either way, the Uzumaki didn't protest when the boys leaned towards her, or as one put his arm around her, or even when he started stroking her crimson hair, or when the arm went down her back and accented her butt, or when someone started caressing her thigh.
After drinking and partying into the wee hours of the morning, Kushina's pigtails swung as she took a hand and followed one of the men who invited her into a private room. There, in a closed room, dimly lit blue and purple; there were a couple of drinks with ice in it and a couch. She didn't even realize she was going alone until she sat down on a couch, her legs spread wide enough to see her black panties.
The lines blurred. All she could think about was here and now.
That carefree, even slouchy or grunge looking man: he wore a jean; with a shirt and a baggy jacket. He wore rings from meniscus to annulus. As well as a simple necklace. With her dark red hair, unkempt locks fell down to her cheekbones and neck.
"I don't think we've been introduced." The man sat down on the other side of the couch. "My name is Arashiyama Ayato."
"Uzumaki Kushina." She hastened to reply. "It's nice to meet you."
"And you know why we introduce ourselves with the last name first?" she chuckled. "Do you come here often?"
"No, it's my first time. I mostly stay at home, babysitting my son."
"Taking care of brats sounds like a pain in the ass." Ayato said while stroking one of the thighs. "You look like a housewife who needs a good cock from a real man."
He put his hand down her neck, catching a lock to kiss her. Kushina reciprocated the kiss from a man who was not her husband. Every time their lips touched it was like an electric shock of excitement. Of course, her lover's tongue was quick to seek hers, twisting in her mouth and curling around. She felt shame and disappointment in herself and; much worse, she liked it, it pleased her, it excited her.
Ayato's gentle grip fastened the clasp of her dress. Adding to her dazed look was the dress pulled down to her navel, exposing the black bra on her generous tits. Before she knew it, she unfastened it.
"Aah." Kushina moaned as Ayato fondled her breasts, soft and warm.
The gangly boy dipped his tongue in, enveloping her with his own. He bit her lips and caressed her tits for what seemed like hours. She lost all sense of time.
When they broke apart, the ice in the drinks was melted. Yet he was still squeezing her right breast, like a stress ball.
"It's worth taking my time with you." Ayato said. He took out a red pill, with a heart engraved on it. "Here. This will light you up like a Christmas tree."
"W-what?" A night of surprises for Kushina.
"Everyone takes it. It's harmless. I already swallowed two in the Vodka you drank." Ayato put the pill in his mouth before grabbing Kushina's neck to kiss her. When their mouths were together, he forced her to swallow.
She felt him twist her nipples in between caresses.
"Aaahh." It didn't take long for her to moan. The pill didn't take long either. Excitement and euphoria rose violently like a rocket, as did the need for sex. Her body was hot as the turbines. Her heart started revving like a sports car. She was aroused: her body was hot, from head to toe, passing through her pussy. Her womanhood was begging for cock.
Ayato slid his hand down one thigh, reaching her rutting vagina. Hot and wet, like an animal's snout. He tugged her by a ponytail, pulling away from her. "You're wet as a lake. You're dying to get to the next base, aren't you?"
Kushina put her hands on his chest to settle him on the bench. Infidelity made her feel so dirty and so alive. She lay on top, in the 69 position. Her long legs were spread on either side of her lover's face. Ayato removed her soaked black panties before he began licking her womanhood.
Kushina unbuttoned her jeans and pulled out his cock, several inches hard, hot, eager for flesh; just like her. Her back was aching with excitement. Again, she was about to break the rules. The point of no return.
"What are you waiting for?" Ayato said. "You look like you need an incentive." He grabbed by both pigtails to push her mouth down. She felt her vagina moisten wildly at that moment.
The cock went all the way in. And Kushina took it in her mouth. She sucked all the way to the base of the cock, only to return to the head and repeat. Her expression was that of a little girl sucking on her favorite treat. Ayato, on her side, kissed the womanhood, while sticking her tongue in to caress the vulva; occasionally nibbling on the vaginal lips.
The sparks of pleasure caused by the tongue and teeth in her vagina made her stop her work to moan for her first two orgasms. The third was when he was masturbating her; the index and middle finger were in and out of her vagina; the last two fingers were inside her anus. It was fantastic how she stretched to be a virgin out there.
Kushina stopped bothering to hold back her orgasms. She moaned like a whore as she came. How fortunate that the room was soundproofed. However, her pride was too much to just howl and moan, like a pet, without doing anything. The former Kunoichi was determined to use everything she had learned from watching porn. Let's get to work. He kissed the head, like a candy, running his tongue over it. Then he grabbed it to lick up and down.
Kushina, with her head bowed, put the cock between her lips before swallowing it and starting to climb on top of it. It seemed to be working. Ayato circled her waist to bring their bodies closer together. He kissed her vagina. As the two were pleasuring each other's genitals, with a grunt, he released his genetic load, injecting a pearly sea into Kushina's mouth.
She swallowed. "Aa." She wiped something left on her chin with the back of her hand.
"Very good. That's why I love whores." Ayato fondled her breasts, stretching them slightly. "Come here, I want to lick those tits."
Kushina sat on his lap, beneath her still erect, hot flesh. Ayato kissed her nipples and licked them a little before grabbing her by the ass to put her on the table; next to the drinks. She lay back as her dress was removed.
And, there she was, Kushina Uzumaki, the perfect woman to cover up children, what man wouldn't want to plant his seed in her, with her curvaceous body, naked, and covered in sweat from excitement and horniness. Her long legs spread wide for Ayato to squeeze between. He held her wide hips. Slowly, he pushed the thick head inside her and shoved the rest of his cock in.
How long had she gone without a cock, now she bit her lips to cover her moans, was this what she wanted, to be plowed by another man, to treat herself like a lustful, shameless slut? It felt good to do it.
"Aaaa, yes oh yes" Kushina moaned as her movements became more violent.
From vaginal entrance to cervix, the cock pushed its way in. Tight and hot; it felt like penetrating a goose neck. Ayato placed a kiss on her high neck. She shuddered as she felt the hot mouth, the licking, the way he bit her neck and sucked her. At the end of it he left a red mark, like her hair.
She felt so dirty as she came, under her lover, as she had done so many times. Her mind was blank.
"I'm going to cum." Ayato, on the final lap, began to sink more violently inside her.
"Do it inside." Kushina offered her loins to him before wrapping her legs around his hips, her arms around his head.
The two French kissed each other. Ayato rammed one last time before a spurt of sperm was released, reaching all the way to her womb. Kushina felt the hot, wild semen staining from her womb to her vulva, past her eggs.
After being filled, her breathing was heavy, beads of sweat trickled down her neck or slid down her body. However, her sweet spot was still hot and asking for more. She didn't know how much time had passed; but as Ayato continued to ram, she lost herself in a frenzy of sex, kissing, tongues and the best orgasms of her life. For every time he cum inside her pussy, she at least had three or four orgasms.
When it seemed like hours had passed ramming into her, Ayato stepped aside and kissed her. After biting kushina's lips and playing with her tongue, he slipped two fingers into her pussy, beginning to masturbate her.
"It feels so yummy. Please make it harder, Ayato." Kushina pleaded.
"You're such a lewd slut. Your son has a slut for a mother. If you want me to fuck you again, why don't you show me that ass of yours?"
Kushina smiled. She turned to stand on all four legs. She raised her plump, round ass. Her head was so low, her forehead touched the edge of the table, as if she was indulging in a religious ritual. She felt so good, like one of the porn stars he saw ready to sign her new hit. Minato would never believe his wife was capable of something like this. Again, Ayato grabbed her by the hips. He slapped her asshole with his cock, then went all the way in with a jerk.
"Ah, that's rich, Daddy. That's rich, Ah, give me harder." Kushina felt like a star as she was fucked like a bitch.
Ayato rammed frantically. Her insides were hot, slippery and very wet, drips trickling down to the table. The cock was slipping, reaching her womb. Kushina's pigtails had vanished and now her hair was shaking free. Ayato grabbed both her arms and lifted her up, using them as handlebars to get his thick meaty rod all the way to the bottom of her womb.
Kushina was in sexual nirvana: a frenzy of cadenced orgasms. Ayato rammed into her, like a man possessed as she had multiple orgasms. She moaned and howled beneath her lover. They had no shame in fucking like stray dogs. With a grunt, Ayato thrust his entire tonnage inside before showering the bowels with his thick sperm.
The two rested for a few seconds, catching their breath.
Ayato got up to get dressed, actually, nothing more than pulling up his pants.
"That wasn't bad at all. I'll leave you my number in case you get bored of being a housewife again and want to feel like a slut again. Ah. By the way, at this hour, this place is almost closed." I turn to look at Kushina, who was still lying down. Between her spread legs, you could see cum spilling from her pussy. And, on her face, she had a finished expression. "If the attendants find you like this, they might fuck you a bit before letting you go."
Once she regained consciousness, Kushina, in her ill-fitting dress, walked out of the karaoke. Apparently, Mikoto and Mebuki were long gone, because she couldn't find them anywhere.
-xXx-
Husband's carelessness pissed off bill.
So did the hangover, tiredness and the remains of semen dripping between his legs.
As I walked back, the sun was already rising.
Kushina walked with a disheveled look and her hair disheveled everywhere.
If anyone will mistake her for a prostitute.
She considered being honest and confessing everything, but realized she couldn't. There was no turning back.
There was no turning back.
All she could think about was getting to Mebuki's house to take a quick shower, change clothes and hide everything from Minato.
On Monday afternoon, after a couple's argument and a weekend reconciliation, Kushina managed to hide her secret.
Since the red marks were on the top of her neck it was easy to cover them with her hair.
Surely, her friends were too busy enjoying the evening to keep an eye on her.
But she claimed to consider herself a pure cheater.
So, Kushina was quietly cleaning the dishes, in her housewife's clothes, until she received a message.
Ayato: Hey crimson slut, are you free next Saturday? I want to fuck your pussy again.
"Emh mmh." Kushina bit her lip as she brought her hand to her throbbing vulva, "So, this is what it feels like to be a slut?"