Mikoto decided to call it a night after the show her son's friend was watching ended. It was funny in a way. She never had any interest in watching TV because Fugaku had ruined that for her, but it was fun watching this documentary that was playing right now. It was only fun because of Naruto. He just made everything so enjoyable!
Heavy clouds covered the moon on this cool June night, preventing any hint of light to seep in through the bedroom windows. She didn't like her chances of being able to sleep anytime soon either. Her mind raced with the thought of who she was in bed with, but even more disconcerting was a certain question that she'd wanted to ask for the past twenty minutes. She couldn't keep quiet any longer.
"Do you think I'm fat?"
Naruto turned on his nightstand light before rolling over onto his back. A quick peek to the right revealed his best friend's mom in the same position. "What?"
"Do you think I'm fat?" she repeated, still under the covers. "Of course not," he answered without a moment of hesitation.
"Be honest with me. Don't just say no because I'm your 'Mikoto kaa- san'."
"I'm being honest," he told her. "Fat? Are you crazy?" "I-"
"You need to forget everything that oji-san has said to you," he jumped in. "First off, you're not fat. You're curvy. You're thick. You have some meat on your bones but that doesn't make you anything close to fat. Second, there's something that I've waited to say since I got home last week. I didn't think it was my place to comment on something like this, but I don't care any longer. You need to hear it."
She waited anxiously.
"I've noticed that you've lost weight."
Her face lit up with excitement. "You can tell!?"
"Absolutely, I can tell," he nodded, smiling as a result of her excitement. "I don't want you to think that I thought differently before either. You've always looked great, but you just look extra amazing now. Your new body is ridiculous."
Her excitement turned to shock at what she just heard. "Ri-ri- ridiculous?"
"Yeah, you're really fucking hot," he admitted brazenly.
"You-you-you think I'm hot?" she asked, flattered but beyond baffled from hearing that come from the last guy she ever would've expected.
"Absolutely," he confirmed his words.
Mikoto was so stunned she couldn't speak. There was a big blush on her face and her heart was beating hard.
"Why, you don't think you're hot?" he questioned, interrupting the silence.
"I… um…"
"Come on, Mikoto kaa-san," he laughed almost arrogantly. His voice dripped with confidence. "Are you serious?"
She didn't know what to say.
"You kept all of your amazing curves even after losing some weight," he filled her in on what his friend's father should've already done.
How in the world could that overweight fucktard call this MILF fat? Was he crazy?
"Kaa-san, you have an insane body now. You have a great butt, sexy hips, and that unbelievable bust, but you slimmed down too. It's crazy."
She'd never been more speechless. Years of being called fat and old crippled her self-esteem. This was her dream, wasn't it? To be fawned over by someone she loved? She definitely received her wish tonight, even if it came from the last guy she ever expected.
"You're hot as fuck," he repeated bravely. "Not that you weren't hot before. You're just extra hot now."
She was still in bed with her son's best friend, right? Someone else hadn't slipped under the sheets instead? Naruto had never talked this way to her. He was always respectful and polite, but this side of him was unlike anything she'd seen before. He just called her "hot as fuck!"
What in the world?
"Naruto-kun, I don't know what to say," she told him, blushing and struggling to conceal her smile. It'd been a long time since someone complimented her appearance. "I-oh my Kami, what are you doing!?"
Naruto rolled over and kissed her. It wasn't a smooch on the cheek, the forehead, or any of the already inappropriate places to embrace your friend's mom. No, he kissed her on the lips. If this sexy MILF wasn't receiving the proper love and attention that she deserved, then he would personally attend to her needs.
Mikoto quickly pushed him off of her. What the hell was that!? Not only did he kiss her, but he kissed her on the mouth! But what caught her most by surprise was the sight of him coming in for round two.
"No, sweetheart, we-"
Her protests were cut short by a shock wave that electrified her lips. What happened to her protests? Had she given up that easily?
Not only had she accepted her son's friend's daring move, but her hand squeezed his bulging bicep as he became acquainted with her mouth. As impressive as her own weight loss was, Naruto's decision to pack on some muscle was even more amazing. He was ripped now!
She did it again. She drifted up into a world where Naruto was a cute guy and she was a young girl. He was still her son's brother in all but blood, and she needed to snap back to reality!
She finally managed to push him off, only for him to move his affection to her neck instead.
"We really shouldn't do this," she opposed, making little progress with her attempt to push him off. His vast muscles resembled a brick wall. He was so strong!
Gentle kisses moved along her skin until he found her ear. "You deserve someone who cares about you."
She really did, didn't she? All she truly yearned for was a guy who treated her like a queen. Actually, she didn't even need that! She just wanted to be loved!
She desired to remember the feeling of being respected, cherished, and thought about. What was it like to come home to a loving husband? It couldn't have been more obvious that Fugaku didn't care about her, but the hunk worshiping her neck certainly seemed to hold her in high regard.
"This isn't right," she told him, her hand moving up to his wide shoulder. "We really can't do this."
He brushed several strands of stray hairs out her eyes as he gazed at her and said, "I love you."
"I love you too, but-"
"No, I really love you," he interjected. "More than you can possibly imagine. The idea of you being miserable makes my blood boil. Even the thought of Fugaku treating you poorly makes me want to snap.
Mikoto kaa-san, you're the most amazing woman I've ever met, and I can't let you be anything other than happy."
Her face softened courtesy of his touching words. She was the most amazing woman that he'd ever met? How could she possibly resist his advances now? And as his mouth moved back to her neck, she decided to let him do whatever he wanted. Tonight, whether it was right or wrong, she would allow herself to be appreciated.
"I can't get over how sexy you are now," he told her.
His deep purr in her ear caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up straight. He lusted after her! He told her she was sexy more times in the past five minutes than Fugaku had in the last five years. What was she supposed to do? Pretend that his unbelievable compliments didn't mean anything? But they did! They meant the world to her!
"Thank you," she said quietly, his lips continuing their amazing trek of worship along the soft skin of her neck. "That's very sweet of you."
"Well, you taste sweet," he whispered before planting a kiss on her lips. And just like that, he was back in her ear again. "There's something I've wanted for a long time."
Her heart beat out of her chest. The intensity of the moment kicked into overdrive. He wanted something more than a kiss?
"What's that?" she asked timidly.
"Take a guess," he whispered, his voice barely audible despite speaking directly into her ear."
His hand crawled slowly along her stomach, the cotton of her black t- shirt providing the only barrier between his fingers and her skin. The heat which radiated off his body comforted her. It calmed her worries. Somehow, his touch made everything right.
Naruto was propped up on his right side with his mouth next to her ear, but he may as well have held her in his grasp. Being this close to a big, strong, muscular guy was foreign territory for her. It felt like a lifetime since she was intimate with a man who carried himself with confidence and power, and she swiftly found herself seduced by his charm.
But what could her son's best friend want from her?
"In fact, it's been my biggest fantasy for quite some time," he revealed before planting a loving kiss on her outer earlobe.
Her body quivered. She didn't just feel it in her chest, stomach, or her feet either. Her entire body shuddered from the immense amount of love wrapped up in a single smooch. She'd never felt so cherished.
But she still couldn't get the mystery of this young man's biggest fantasy out of her mind. Who knew how deep his lust ran? For how many years had he held her in such high regard? What if instead of dreaming about dating young hotties, her adopted child actually fantasized about her?
"What's your biggest fantasy?" she asked.
His lips couldn't possibly be closer to her ear. "For you to suck my cock."
She stopped breathing. The revelation of his true feelings flattered her, but she couldn't deny how inappropriate her night had turned.
She wasn't one of his cute playthings. She was a married woman and the mother of his best friend!
She had almost four billion men to choose from. The world was full of guys who would be up for fulfilling her sexual needs, and she could most likely find at least a few willing suitors to provide her with the emotional support that she so desperately craved as well.
Her problem was that she didn't want some regular guy.
Was it wrong to admit that her son's friend was a hunk? His thick head of spiky blond hair was the envy of every man who crossed his path, and his handsome face caused her to question his relation to his father. Minato was a real flaky guy, just like Kushina had complained to her so many times. To be honest if Kushina was alive today even she might have fallen for Naruto.
His blue eyes were sharp but soft. His warm smile caused her heart to melt. His muscular body reminded her of the studs from her dirty novels, and his aggressive behavior from tonight washed away any doubts that he hadn't fully grown up. Just look at how he defended her from her husband!
But a brief moment of unbridled lust couldn't compare to his request. They could move on from twenty seconds of kissing. Heck, she could forget all about the incredible-but monumentally inappropriate- compliments he gave her too. She could put it all behind her!
What she couldn't leave behind was her love.
She spent all of these years dreaming about a perfect man who would love her for who she was. She craved a partner who admired and respected her. She just wanted someone who valued her as a person. It wasn't until this very second when she realized that her
ideal match had been in her life all along.
But his request was a drastic step up from a simple kiss. She couldn't actually mess around with her son's best friend. Even considering such an act of degeneracy caused her to question what kind of person she really was, and that only made her following words so much more confusing.
"Okay," she said with a shy smile.
Naruto didn't celebrate or even return her rather uncomfortable smile. He simply positioned his pillow against the headboard as he sat up in bed. Suddenly, the blankets were on the floor and his t-shirt followed, and it was in that moment when she came to a sudden conclusion while propped up on her side.
She made the right decision.
Naruto was a man. Fugaku didn't behave like a man, but he didn't look like one either. Her husband was a slob. Naruto, on the other hand, was anything but.
Her son's best friend was lean and muscular, but it were his shoulders that caused her body to go limp. They were so strong and wide. His powerful physique reflected a man who could pick her up and throw her around in the bedroom. He was a man who could have her way with her whether she wanted it or not.
Not that she was worried about unsolicited advances. She knew that her 'Naru-chan' would never hurt or take advantage of her, but she couldn't pretend that she wasn't turned on by the idea of submitting to a stud who could dominate her physically.
His calm demeanor captivated her. His refusal to ask or beg for what he wanted didn't even remotely resemble her husband. Fugaku would order her around, but in a condescending fashion; meanwhile, Naruto possessed an effortless confidence that the bastard couldn't dream of owning.
His shorts were next to fly off the bed as his boxers swiftly followed. And there he was, her son's best friend in all his naked glory and boy was he something.
"That's-"
"I know," he interrupted his friend's mom boldly. "You don't have to tell me. I'm way bigger than your husband."
Now this was a man. You aren't cocky if you have the ability to back up your claims, and her eyes gazed at a certain something which was more than capable of doing just that. His handsome face, big muscles, chiseled abs, and towering cock caused her to instinctively wet her lips. She'd never shared a bed with a guy like this.
"How did you know?" she asked, still staring at his erect manhood.
"That I'm bigger than your husband?" he questioned while gazing at her. "I just do. There's no way that asshole doesn't have a little dick, especially with the way he talks to you."
Naruto's size fourteen feet were a recurring joke in their household for as long as she could remember. The sight of his shoes next to everyone else's sometimes caused her to do a double take as to who was the man of the house. It turned out her husband's quips about the blond's large features weren't far off. In fact, his remarks were right on the money.
She looked at the biggest cock that she'd ever seen.
His manhood was big, thick, and veiny. It was the polar opposite of Fugaku's below-average and usually half-hard penis. Physically, there wasn't anything soft about her son's friend, and his impressive size would appear intimidating if she wasn't deeply in love with the angel who it was attached to.
And then she got an up close and personal look at it.
A strong hand reached out and gripped the back of her neck, and she didn't put up a hint of a fight as she allowed herself to be pulled toward his groin. She found her purpose. She finally understood her meaning. Her key to eternal happiness involved the stud sitting against the bed headboard with his long legs running the length of his soft mattress, and she was done fighting what she truly craved.
"Fuck yeah, kaa-san…" he moaned as her lips wrapped around the swollen head of his throbbing meat.
Of course, his precum tasted sweet-unlike her husband's. And why wouldn't his cock have felt right at home inside her mouth? The boy she once helped train in genjutsu had turned into a man who gorgeous girls fought over the chance to date, but she had no intention of sharing him. Nope, this hunk was all hers.
How long had it been since she bobbed up and down on a rock-hard cock of a man she loved and desired? Fifteen years? Maybe longer? Hearing him groan with pleasure as she serviced his member gave her chills. She could stay curled up in his bed forever. She just wanted to make him happy.
"Deeper," he demanded.
She officially found her happy place. A cool wind shot down her spine as a result of his strict order. Her normally polite blond was treating her like a young girlfriend, but she couldn't be further from some young, single cutie. She was a 39 year old married woman!
She found herself in such a trance that she never noticed his hand slide along her back-over her shoulder-and latched onto her right breast. His touch calmly rested on her boob, over the outside of her shirt. His simple action was more than enough confirmation of how sexy she was in his eyes, and she would soak in every second of his validation.
Those girls his age were just that… girls. They weren't women. They didn't know about the time he cut his foot from stepping on broken glass as a kid. They weren't there when he needed them the most.
They never adopted him.
A man like him required a woman. Some ditzy young girl couldn't cook him her homemade ramen that he loved so much, and she certainly wouldn't be able to attend to all of his needs. Her blond hero deserved the royal treatment, and she planned to give him exactly that.
She expanded her throat as far as possible in an attempt to swallow him whole. Even with her impressive oral ability, her gag reflex kicked in halfway down his thick, slippery shaft. His big feet may have made Fugaku look like a child, but his perfect cock reduced her husband to a distant memory.
"That feels so fucking good," he moaned, holding her hair after he moved it out of her eyes.
She tried her best to deepthroat him again, but came up well short. She wanted nothing more than to take every inch of thick cock. He deserved it! But he was just too big!
"Remember when we ran into each other downstairs 3 months ago?" he asked.
How could she forget? Their encounter qualified as slightly awkward to say the least. Well, it was before tonight. Now, it was small potatoes compared to what they'd done.
She underwent a bit of a change in wardrobe after losing twenty pounds over the past three months. A handful of sexy outfits-at least by her standards-made their way into her closet. Perhaps the most risque being the black satin nightie that she started to wear to bed. It may not have displayed any cleavage, but the sleeveless gown certainly showed her arms and quite a bit of her thighs.
She bumped into Naruto 3 months ago downstairs at midnight when he dropped by and she ordered him to stay the night. They'd both stumbled into the kitchen for a glass of water, and he seemed more than surprised by her choice of clothing. He never said anything to her about her nightie, but she had a feeling that she would discover his true thoughts on her latest purchase now.
"Mm-hmm," she answered, her mouth rather full at the moment. "Where's that sexy nightie you had on?" he asked.
Her head almost exploded! Sexy nightie! She knew it! Fugaku never even commented about her sultry gown, but Naruto thought it was sexy!
Her lips left his manhood as she gazed into his eyes. "You think it's sexy?"
"The woman wearing it made it look sexy," he told her with a grin.
She wanted to scream. She was done with her husband. There wouldn't be any more hugs, kisses, or attempts at sex. She no longer desired to rekindle the special bond that they once shared. This was the guy she wanted now. This was her new man.
"That's so nice of you," she said with a smile. "How about you go put it on for me?"
"Now?" she asked.
"Yeah, now," he nodded.
She scurried up to his face and planted a big kiss on his cheek before hopping off the bed and hustling for the door. Her son's best friend wanted to see her in a nightie. How sexy was that? And she found more than enough confirmation of how he viewed her when she took a quick peek back at the bed. Whose eyes were locked on her every step while he stroked his big dick? None other than the love of her life.
She hurried down the hallway and burst into her bedroom.
"Look who decided to come back," Fugaku snickered.
She ran over to her dresser, her eager hands hurrying to rifle through her underwear drawer.
"We need to talk about what happened," he said.
Why wasn't her nightie in her drawer? She couldn't keep Naruto waiting!
"Hey, Mikoto!" he raised his voice, not appreciating being ignored. "Minato's brat was completely out of line earlier!"
She dug through the rest of her dresser drawers feverishly, desperate to find the one thing that her baby wanted.
"He made me bleed!" Fugaku shouted. "The back of my head slammed against the headboard when he pushed me!"
She dropped the pair of sweatpants in her grasp abruptly. Naruto made Fugaku bleed? Not only had the blond stormed into her bedroom and put her husband in his place, but he made him bleed on top of it? She couldn't believe it, but she'd never been more turned on in her life.
"Good," she remarked under her breath.
"Excuse me?" Fugaku asked, stunned. "What did you just say?"
She ignored his question and instead moved to her walk-in closet where a particular piece of clothing hung from a hanger in plain sight. A light may as well have shone upon the sexy attire. She yanked the nightie off the hanger and dashed back through the bedroom.
"Mikoto," her husband attempted to get her attention. "Mikoto!"
She slammed the door shut behind her as she made her way through the hallway and inside the upstairs bathroom. Damn it! She forgot new panties! It looked like she would just have to deal with how wet her underwear was, because there was no way she would go back to deal with Fugaku again.
She checked her hair, opted for a little eyeliner, and pulled down on her nightie to show a hint of cleavage. Moments later, she was on her way back to the guest room.
A loud whistle immediately rang out after she opened the door, causing her to giggle as she closed it behind her. Of course, he was still rock hard and obviously he stroked his big dick at the sight of her. Was there any question that he wouldn't have playfully whistled after seeing her in her nightwear too? Why wouldn't the compliments continue to pour in?
"Kami, you're so fuckin' hot," he grunted, his hand wrapped around his thick cock.
She felt like a model. A simple step toward the bed caused Naruto to lick his lips. A flirtatious spin culminated in his eyes worshiping her body. Every single one of his reactions made her feel like a queen.
She was a goddess in his eyes, and he reminded her of that constantly.
He coaxed her in his direction with an inviting finger. "Get your sexy ass back up here, kaa-san."
She scrambled onto the bed and curled up next to him again, her mouth wasting little time finding the piece of meat that her lips so desperately missed. She was on a mission to take him to cloud nine. Her son's best friend deserved to be treated like a king, and no one could be his queen better than her.
The sudden sensation of his big, strong hand massaging her breast under her silk nightie caused her to force her throat as far down on his dick as possible. She'd never been so turned on. Even the masculine odor which gushed from his pores didn't resemble any prior scent in her life. He was the first real man that she'd ever been with.
He possessed the ability to make her feel so warm and protected, yet simultaneously vulnerable. Could she possibly say no to him? Her young lover would be able to get her to do anything he wanted, but without any concern for her safety. There was an immense sense of trust in the man she shared the bed with.
"Good girl," he moaned. His clutch on her soft right breast grew stronger as her blowjob turned deep and sloppy.
Could she debate it? Why would she even bother to question herself? It couldn't have been more obvious.
She was madly in love.
His hand reluctantly slipped away from her breast and found the back of her nightie. He gave it a soft tug upward, exposing her black panties as his cock continued to bath in the blissful waters that were the Uchiha mom's mouth.
"I think I know why Fugaku talks shit about you," he said.
His comment caused her head to pop up, her hand stroking her favorite new toy. "What?"
"I said that I know why Fugaku talks shit about you," he repeated. "Do you want to know why?"
She gulped nervously before immediately relaxing. Her days of being mocked and talked down to were well in the past. Now, she had a man who would never hurt her.
"Why's that?" she asked.
"Because his little dick can't handle an ass like this," he grinned, leaning forward and grabbing a big handful of her plump backside.
He gave it a shake before checking off another box on his list of fantasies.
He spanked her.
His powerful smack caught her by surprise. "Oh!"
"You need a real man for this body," he told her as he gave her ass another rough crack.
She locked eyes with him, their seductive grins fueling each other's naughty sides. "I think I have a real man now."
"You do have a real man now," he corrected her firmly.
"I do, don't I?" she giggled, visually worshiping the towering dick that her slick hand continued to slide along. "I have a big, thick, fat cock to keep me nice and happy now, isn't that right?"
"Fucking right you do, dattebayo," he confirmed, his voice oozing of confidence.
"And it's my job to make sure that my man is taken care of," she said with a playful smirk. "Now, how do I go about doing that?"
"Well, for starters, you can keep sucking my cock," he told her while slapping away her hand that played with her pussy. "That's my job now, by the way."
Who knew that it could feel so good to be helpless? She had no idea how much she craved to be at the complete mercy of a man whom she couldn't get enough of. Experiencing his touch slip inside her underwear and graze over her little landing strip changed her life, and it was about time that she finally allowed herself to be loved the way that she so rightfully deserved.
"You're so fucking wet," he noted.
Her soaked pussy dripped on his fingers as he gently touched her vulva. He wasn't even inside her. A simple rub along her vaginal lips could make her squirm. His touch was electric. His movements enraptured her. Her son's best friend had her in a trance.
But nothing compared to what happened next.
Her head rocketed off his dick as she gasped for breath. "Oh my Kami, Naruto-kun!"
He rubbed her clit.
She was on the verge of exploding already? Really? It certainly didn't take long for her impending orgasm to bubble deep inside her stomach, not that she expected anything different. Everything about her hero was magical.
The big head of Naruto's cock pressed against the side of her face as she hung on for dear life. It'd been so long since she experienced an orgasm with another person that she almost forgot how unbelievable the build-up could be or how fast.
"Put that cock back in your mouth," he ordered. "I want you gagging on me when you cum."
Another order! No please, no begging, and no whining like a little boy. Her son's best friend knew what was best for her, and if that meant choking on his big dick, then she would be a good girl and do whatever he said.
His right hand rubbed her pussy while his left hand tangled in her hair. Could life possibly get better than this? She couldn't believe
how much she missed slurping and slobbering all over the cock of a man she loved.
"This is something I could get used to," he told her with a chuckle.
She wanted nothing more than to tell him that she felt the same way, but the big dick currently stuffed in her mouth didn't allow her to speak. Besides, she was moments away from cumming harder than she had in years. Could she even form a coherent sentence at the moment? God, she could barely think straight!
His fingers electrified her skin. Every rub of his increasingly faster- moving fingers sent her body into a frenzy; and now, curled up on her young lover's bed with his big dick in her mouth, she was about to experience the most forbidden pleasure possible. She was about to be a very bad wife and a just as bad mother. Fugaku could go get fucked by a huge cock for all she cared, but how could she ever explain what she was doing to Sasuke? He'd go ape shit!
More than that, how could she explain herself to Kushina in the afterlife? Well… Kushina probably would understand and even celebrate. The redhead was excitable like that.
Her mouth went limp around Naruto's manhood as her body shook and twitched courtesy of his touch. The pleasure center of her brain went haywire. The big dick between her lips was all that prevented her from screaming, and you better believe that she would make a racket if her son's best friend's thick cock didn't reduce her passionate cries to moans of bliss.
A deep fire exploded in her stomach, shooting the length of her body as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her world turned white as her surroundings temporarily ceased to exist. Fugaku? Who the fuck was that?
She'd allowed herself into the hands of the one person she loved more than anyone in the world, and the rewards were endless. She was a satisfied mess curled up next to her man. Tonight, she was her son's best friend's little slut.
He raised his hand to his mouth, the wetness from her pussy lips clearly visible to her eyes. She watched his fingers slip between his lips with a devilish grin in his eyes. Oh Kami, he tasted her! Fugaku had never done that in all their years of marriage.
"You taste so good," he told her as he licked his fingers clean.
She bobbed up and down on his hard member frantically. He loved her taste? How unbelievable was that?
She now had two goals for her young lover. One, he would cum harder than he ever had before. Two, she would swallow every drop.
"Just like that," he moaned. "Good girl."
His dominant demeanor drove her crazy. His powerful cadence caused her to desire him further. The same guy who'd called her "Mikoto kaa-san" for the entirety of his life, now ordered her around like one of his booty calls and she couldn't get enough of it.
His powerful hand yanked her head back by her hair, causing the left side of her face to press against his chiseled abs. What was going on? Why was his cock out of her reach as he stroked himself? But she wanted to make him cum!
"I'm gonna cum all over your pretty face," he grunted, his strokes turning short and rapid.
Well, question answered. Fugaku always begged to give her facials but she never allowed him to do it. Why would she have? Her husband disgusted her. She couldn't imagine submitting to a man who didn't show her an ounce of respect.
Once again, her son's best friend didn't ask or beg for what he wanted. He simply told her how things would work. He wanted to cum all over her face, and she would be a good girl and take it. She finally found a man who she would do anything for.
She closed her eyes and extended her tongue as far as possible. She would be a dirty, filthy, slutty mess in a matter of seconds, and she planned to receive a mouthful of her son's friend's jizz at the same time. He'd turned all of her fantasies to reality without even discussing her desires. He somehow already knew what she craved!
Naruto moaned passionately as the first explosion of cum burst from his cock. Shot after shot slammed into his friend's mom's face as he firmly held her in place by her hair. She couldn't see the damage that he did, but she absolutely felt it, and she could more than hear it. His intense grunts sent a chill down her spine.
Seven thick, powerful blasts of cum left his signature all over her face. His warm semen dripped down her skin, coating her pouty lips as she soaked in his essence. Even the intensity of Naruto's orgasm put her husband's to shame. Fugaku only ejaculated a few drops, but her son's friend fired ropes upon ropes.
She lunged at his cock, wrapping her lips around the throbbing head of his manhood eagerly. She'd never found herself in a situation like this before. The right side of her face dripped with his fluids, and her tongue had the good fortune of receiving a direct blast of cum which she swiftly gulped down.
Why wouldn't he have tasted better than Fugaku? Her young stud's cum was sweet! He was so yummy that she wanted more!
She thoroughly cleaned him off, extracting every drop of his precious seed. She couldn't believe how bad he made her want to be. She wanted to be dirty. She wanted to be slutty. She wanted to be his fantasy girl.
"You got me all messy," she giggled after pulling her mouth off his cock and turning to look at him.
"Get used to it," he said, lowering her mouth back to his dick. "You're my dirty girl now."
She could live in her nightie, and she never wanted to leave his bed. She belonged curled up next to her son's best friend. Everything felt right with the world while his cock was between her lips.
She pulled her mouth off his dick and used her finger to slide a wad of cum toward her mouth; but suddenly, a loud yell caused her to freeze.
"No!" he shouted.
She looked at him, her face still dripping with his fluids. "Where's your phone?" he asked.
A quick glance at her side of the bed revealed that she'd forgotten her phone. "Crap, I left it in my room."
"How were you planning to wake up tomorrow without an alarm?" he asked, his cock still hard as a rock.
"I totally forgot," she told him. "It slipped my mind between how upset Fugaku made me, and then you sticking up for me, and everything else that happened. It's a good thing that you noticed."
"Yeah, it's a good thing I did," he said with a smirk. "Go get it." "My phone?"
He nodded.
"Now?" she asked.
He nodded once again.
She hopped off his bed before the sound of him clearing his throat caused her to look back. "Don't get cleaned up first either. Go straight to your bedroom."
She returned his smirk with a wicked grin of her own. "You're so bad!"
"You bring it out in me," he smiled, soaking in every inch of her sexy body. "Bedroom first."
She hustled out of his room and skipped down the hallway. She was seriously about to do this? Shouldn't she stop to reconsider her plan first?
Sucking her son's friend's cock was one thing, but showing her husband the results of her deceit was an entirely different story. And Naruto wanted this! He demanded that her husband saw what he did to her!
How sexy was that? Her young stud had claimed her, a married woman, and it was time for Fugaku to be informed of the changes that were made while he watched TV obliviously. Her husband was about to be in for one hell of a surprise.
She opened her bedroom door and strolled over to her nightstand.
"Back again?" Fugaku asked harshly, his eyes never leaving the television. "I was serious earlier too. We need to talk about that brat's behavior. Mikoto, he can't disrespect me like that in my own house."
She tried her hardest not to laugh. "Oh, I agree." "Someone needs to smack some sense into him."
"It was completely uncalled for," she told him, grinning as she retrieved her phone and charger. "We all know that you're the real man of the house. Maybe you should go show Naruto that? After all, he's no longer an adoptive Uchiha."
"Well, he's grown a lot over the past few years," he said, finally turning to her. "It isn't so easy to-"
She never felt more alive than when she watched his jaw drop as he cut himself off mid-sentence. He couldn't have been more stunned.
Why wouldn't her rude, obnoxious, and annoying husband be at a complete loss for words? She didn't exactly expect a different reaction.
"Wha-wha-wha what's on your face?" he stammered.
He knew the answer to his question, didn't he? And even if he honestly couldn't tell what was on her face, then she would fill him in real fast. Standing next to their marital bed in a cute nightie, her index finger slid a big wad of her son's cum into her mouth where she swallowed.
"Yummy," she giggled.
"That-that-that can't be wha-wha-what I think it is," he stuttered again, baffled by what he just saw.
"Oh, you better believe it," she laughed. "'Minato's brat' as you put it made quite the mess."
His already bulging eyes grew bigger with each passing second. "Mikoto…"
"He's such a stud, but I think the evidence of that is crystal clear," she told him, helping herself to another serving of her son's friend's sweet seed. "I mean, just look at the size of his load! He just kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming…"
"You let him-"
"Cum all over my face?" she finished his sentence. "I sure did. Not before I gave him a well-deserved blowjob though. He earned it, don't you think? No one has ever stood up for me like he did."
It didn't happen often, but Fugaku was speechless.
"Naruto-kun didn't even ask for a blowjob," she revealed. "He told me to do it, just like he ordered me to go change into my nightie because he thinks it's sexy. Kami, he drives me crazy, but he isn't a kid anymore, is he? No, my Naru-chan is all man now. He's big, strong, and aggressive, and he made you look like a little kid earlier. Watching him pin you against the headboard made my body do a million different things, but do you want to know what caught me the most by surprise? Fugaku, it got me wet."
He didn't have a clue what to say.
"You were so helpless," she went on. "You're so mean and condescending to me, but I saw fear in your eyes when he talked to you, and I know that he'll always protect me no matter what. So, go ahead and keep making your nasty remarks and treat me like garbage, and I'll just tell Naruto. We both know what he'll do if that happens, don't we? He'll kick the shit out of you."
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" he shouted, finally snapping out of his haze. "He's our son's friend! He was like a son to us!"
She turned and headed for the door, but not before treating herself to another helping of cum. "Kami, does he taste good. Sure, I still consider him to me my youngest son, but he's more than that. Will he always be my little whiskered muffin? Absolutely. Part of me will always see the child in him, but he's also a man… my man. He's my son, my best friend, and now he's my man too. So, I'm going to get cleaned up and then head into his bedroom so I can snuggle with him. Sleep tight, asshole."
And with that, she strutted out the door and headed into the bathroom, more confident than ever. She was invincible, because at the end of the day, she was protected. Fugaku wouldn't dare step up to Naruto.
She washed her face and hair before strolling back into the guestroom where a strong arm swiftly wrapped around her after she slid under the covers. And what was waiting for her when she wiggled into him? A big kiss on the neck, of course.
"Good night, sexy," he whispered in her ear.
"Good night, baby," she smiled, feeling his drained cock rub against her butt as she savored his hold. She instantly drifted to sleep.