Things to look out for in this story: Incest, Forbidden love, Futa, Talking about feelings
"Come on…Stupid fucking lock." Sakura fumbled with the keys to her home. Leaning up against her, Sarada mumbled drunkenly to herself, before becoming overcome with giggles at whatever she had said.
They had just returned from a small party between the families of the current rookies. The party had been a celebration of Sarada's first successful S-rank mission and, because everyone present had been legal adults, there was alcohol present.
Probably too much alcohol, if the way Sarada was latched onto her was any indication. Sakura's daughter currently had both arms wrapped around the woman's middle, which normally wouldn't be a problem…Except that Sarada's hand was currently rubbing up and down Sakura's inner thigh.
It was clearly deliberate, she had been doing it since they left the restaurant after all and it was causing Sakura to feel things that she'd really rather not dwell on at the moment.
So Sakura decided not to think about how good her daughter's hand felt on her thigh, or how the dress she was wearing hugged her curves, or about the looks Sarada had been giving her throughout the night, long before she had gotten drunk.
No, Sakura decided not to dwell on any of this. Instead she focused with all her might and made a herculean effort to put the key into the lock and open the door to her home. It took a few tries, but eventually she got it, pushing the door open and stepping inside, stumbling as her daughter's hand ventured further inward.
The inside of the house was cold and empty, something Sakura had gotten more than used to in the past few years. Sasuke hadn't been back in so long, it was likely he was either dead, or had forgotten he had a family altogether.
'Well whatever. Fuck him.' Sakura thought to herself as she made her way inside.
She knew the layout of the house like the back of her hand at this point so making her way to her room was relatively simple..
The challenging part came when Sarada started whispering in her ear sultrily.
"Are you taking me to your room to have your way with me?" Sakura nearly stumbled, just barely managing to catch herself before she spilled the both of them to the floor.
Sarada giggled, "I wouldn't mind that at all you know? You're pretty good looking and all." She whispered.
"S-Sarada!" Sakura stuttered as she entered the bedroom, "I'm your mother!"
She could feel Sarada's frown, "So what?! Nobody's g-hic!-gonna know!"
Sakura went to say something, but was cut off as Sarada began to palm her bulging crotch openly. She moaned lightly at the sudden increase in friction, jerking her hips instinctively.
"Heh. Is that a kunai in your pants or are you just happy to see me?" Sarada grinned as she continued to rub her hand up and down Sakura's crotch.
Sakura couldn't think, much less speak straight, "I…I don't…"
"Hey," Sarada teased before grinning and leaning in and whispering in Sakura's ear, "Hey, you wanna hear a secret? It's a good one I promise…"
Sakura swallowed dryly. She should have stopped this long ago, long before her daughter began practically molesting her in the bedroom. That's what a good mother would do right?
Sakura was beginning to feel like she wasn't exactly the best mother.
Despite herself, she gave in, "What is it?"
Sarada's breath was boiling hot in her ear as she spoke lowly, "I'm not wearing any underwear. And I am Soaking Wet right now."
Sakura throbbed. Sarada clearly felt it as she gave out a small gasp, her hand tightening its grip on Sakura's shaft through her pants.
"Wow mom." She whispered in shock and…glee? "I felt that just now. Am I making you aroused? I hope so…"
The windows were open, and as the clouds in the sky moved in just the right way and the full moon bathed them in its soft glow, it allowed Sakura to fully take in her daughter's face. Her lips were painted a sinful red and smokey eyeshadow gave even more depth to her already intense gaze. A gaze that was looking at Sakura with unrestrained hunger and want.
Her cheeks were flushed, and yet Sakura could tell it wasn't the alcohol. No, instead Sarada's cheeks were flushed with arousal, arousal from holding Sakura's dick in her hand as she practically molested her mother.
Emerald eyes staring into onyx as the silence in the room around them consumed them and they just sort of stared at each other. Until…
"Kiss me…" Sarada whispered, eyes shining with an undefined emotion as she gripped Sakura like her life depended on it.
Sakura warred with herself, this had obviously gone too far. The right thing to do would be to back away, exit the bedroom and possibly house, and come back tomorrow when they both had clear heads.
And yet…maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the way Sarada was looking at her, face earnest and eyes hopeful or maybe…maybe it was because she knew her feelings for her daughter ran much deeper than they should. Maybe it was because, deep down, she had been hoping that Sarada felt the same sinful feelings for her that had been consuming Sakura since the girl became a chunin.
Whatever the reason,instead of stopping this like she by all means should have, Sakura lightly reached out to stroke Sarada's cheek, relishing in the soft skin and as Sarada leaned into her hand with a soft sigh, she bent her head forward and lightly brought her lips against her daughter's.
It started soft and hesitant, Sakura was ready to pull back at the slightest hint of resistance, the slightest hint that Sarada had suddenly come to her senses.. To her immense relief however, Sarada immediately began pushing back into her lips, pressing into the kiss harder.
Sakura sighed through her nose, bringing her arms up to wrap around her daughter and pull her closer. Sarada pressed into her eagerly, becoming consumed in the kiss as if she had been waiting for it as long as Sakura herself had.
Which was entirely possible given the way she was practically grinding herself into Sakura's crotch.
They disengaged from the kiss, and Sarada gave her mother a sultry grin, "It's getting a little hot in here, maybe I should fix that…"
She stepped back, a hand coming up and removing the strap of her dress from where it rested on her shoulder before reaching over and doing the same with the other one. Without anything to hold it up, the dress began to slowly flow down Sarada's body, waves of silk following along the curves of her body and Sakura stared. She stared hard as more and more pale skin was laid bare until finally, the dress hit the floor and her daughter's body was revealed in all of its glory.
"How do I look?" Sarada struck a small pose, hand on her hip as her eyes gazed at her mother sultrily from underneath her glasses.
Sakura swallowed roughly as she took in her daughter.
The Uchiha's pale skin glistened beautifully in the dim light. Rosy pink nipples capped a modest pair of breasts and Sakura wanted nothing more than to wrap her lips around the stuff peaks.
She took in the muscles hidden under a thin layer of fat, the muscles on her abdomen forming a V that led Sakura's gaze between her daughter's thighs and to the treasure she was blatantly flaunting. Semi-transparent black stockings ran up her pale legs, stopping just short of her upper thigh and framing said treasure wonderfully.
Her pussy was well trimmed, the smallest strip of black hair present at the top. It was also soaking wet, thin juices leaking down her thighs and making Sakura's mouth water as she was suddenly struck with an intense urge to have those long legs wrapped around her head.
Her little girl had truly become a woman.
"You're beautiful…" Sakura spoke hoarsely. She wasn't sure she had ever been harder than she had at that moment.
Sarada grinned happily, ceasing her pose and slowly making her way over to her mother. Sakura's eyes were glued to her daughter's middle, transfixed by the way her hips swayed sensually with every step.
She was jolted out of her staring as Sarada kneeled in front of her. Sakura stared down at the teen like a deer in headlights as she began fiddling with the waist of her dress pants.
"Come on mom," She whined as she fumbled with the buttons, "It's not fair that I'm the only one who gets to see anything. I want to see you too…"
Sakura placed her hands on her waistband, before slowly sliding them down her thighs along with her underwear.
Her cock, already hard from her daughter's words and ministrations, sprung free from its confines, sending a glob of precum splattering onto the floor. Two large balls hung heavily below the shaft, practically churning with cum thanks to how worked up she had become in the last few hours.
"Oh wow…" Sarada whispered, staring at the pale cock throbbing in front of her face. She grabbed it lightly and Sakura grunted at the feeling, her cock pulsing in Sarada's hand, "It's so big…"
Sakura's length throbbed as Sarada placed a small kiss on the tip, lapping up the dot of precum enthusiastically. Her daughter stared up at her with a small grin as she took the shaft in her hands and massaged it with languid strokes, "I can't wait to feel this inside of me…" She whispered, not breaking eye contact.
Sakura moaned softly, her dick jerking in Sarada's grip at the thought.
Sarada grinned wider at the reaction, before leaning her head forward and taking Sakura's length into her mouth, slowly pushing her head forward. She managed to get around half of Sakura into her mouth before she gagged, her throat convulsing at the intrusion.
Sakura immediately pulled back, extracting herself from Sarada's throat as she looked down at her in worry, "Are you okay? You shouldn't try to get it all in one go, you'll just hurt yourself."
As she tried to lean down, hand glowing with medical chakra to bring against her daughter's throat, Sarada waved her off.
"It's fine mom." She said hoarsely. She cleared her throat before speaking again, this time much clearer, "It's fine. I just didn't think it would be so big. None of the stuff I practiced with was anywhere near this big."
And wasn't that just an interesting little tidbit. While a small part of Sakura was extremely happy at having her ego stroked in such a way, another part of her was preoccupied with thinking about the fact that her daughter had been planning this or something similar to it thoroughly enough to have practiced.
While her mother was busy having an internal crisis, Sarada grinned, leaning forward to place another kiss on Sakura's cockhead, before standing and walking away.
The Uchiha plopped herself back on the bed and spread her legs wide, placing her hands on her stocking-clad thighs as she looked at Sakura invitingly, "Well? What are you waiting for? Come here." she rubbed at her pussy, "Thanks to you and that fat cock, I'm wet enough that we don't have to worry about lubrication. You can just stick it right in me…"
Sakura swallowed roughly, before making her way over to her daughter on shaky legs.
She got on her knees on the bed, staring straight between Sarada's legs like a wolf eying a steak. Sarada wasn't lying when she said she was soaking wet, her well-trimmed slit glistening with her juices. The Uchiha spread her legs wider, moaning lightly as Sakura placed the tip of her cock directly to her heated pussy.
Sakura was about to snap, she could feel it in her loins, but just before she thrust herself forward, Sakura called upon all her willpower to hold herself back and ask her daughter a very important question, "Are you sure about this?"
Sarada gave her a look, "Mom, I'm laying here with my legs spread, presenting my soaked pussy just for you, and you ask if I'm ready?" she shook her head lightly, a small skill appearing on her lips, "You're so thoughtful but…"
Sakura's breath caught in her throat as her daughter placed two fingers on the sides of her soaking slit and spread it open, presenting the pulsing pink interior for her viewing pleasure.
Sarada's smile turned sultry as she whispered sensually, "I'm dying to have something long and hard fill me up, and it looks like you have just what I need. Give it to me." She demanded.
What little remained of Sakura's will disappeared, and she thrust forward, her daughter's soaked walls spreading around her as she speared the teen on her dick, inch after inch of her massive slab of cockmeat tunneling its way into her fertile insides as she pushed her hips forward…
And tore past a barrier that she hadn't known was there.
As Sarada gasped on her shaft, Sakura stared at her daughter in shock, her cock throbbing inside of the girl as she came to a realization, "Y-you're a virgin?"
Sarada giggled dazedly as she got used to the feeling of something so massive spreading apart her insides. She brought a hand down to her abdomen, marveling at the slight bulge she felt there, "Not anymore thanks to you~ God you're so big…" she groaned.
And wasn't that just…
Sakura thrust forward once more, eliciting a loud gasp from Sarada as her thick cock plunged into the teen's silky depths once more. Slowly, Sakura began to build up a rhythm, plunging in and out of her daughter's pussy like a metronome. Eventually, she managed to get the entire thing inside, hips meeting her daughter's as she bottomed out inside of her cunt. Sarada gave out a gasp and Sakura moaned loudly as she felt what she was pretty sure was her daughter's womb touching the tip of her cock.
She immediately sped up her thrusts, the muscles in her ass tensing as she made sure her cock kissed her daughter's womb each time she pushed inside.
"Fuck!" Sarada cried at a particularly hard thrust. The Uchiha spread her legs wide before bringing them around, wrapping her mother in a tight embrace, "Fuck! Fuck! Ah! Mom, I feel so full! You're filling me up so much!"
Sakura silenced her daughter by pressing her lips firmly against the girl's own, taking advantage of the resulting gasp to slip her tongue into her mouth. Sarada's arms came up to wrap around her mother's middle, squeezing tightly as she fucked filled her up.
Sarada gasped, breaking the kiss as her hands came up to palm at her smaller than average chest. Her body shook with every thrust, overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure she was feeling inside of her.
Sakura's cock pounded in and out of Sarada's pussy, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing throughout the room, as the two of them coupled furiously. Sakura's thoughts were hazy with pleasure, her mind completely overwhelmed with the need to seed the willing body underneath her own.
"Oh god! Mom!" Sarada gasped and moaned as Sakura filled her over and over again, "I've wanted this to happen for forever! Ever since that dinner we had together when I became a jonin!"
Sakura remembered that dinner, it had been planned that both Naruto's family, Mituski, and Konohamaru would attend it. Unfortunately all of them seemed to have gotten caught up in something at the last minute. Hinata had gotten sick and Boruto had stayed behind to take care of her, Naruto had been needed to attend an emergency meeting with the Mizukage with Konohamaru as part of his guard detail, and Mitsuki was called by his father to assist in an experiment, leaving just the two of them to attend a fancy restaurant by their lonesomes.
Sakura had made reservations over two weeks in advance and didn't want to waste them, so she suggested that the two of them attend by themselves. It was a lovely venue, fit for the Upper class of Konoha which they technically were. Sweet rice wine was served on trays carried by suited waiters and dim candles sat in the center of every table. It had a decidedly romantic air about it.
And yet, when Sakura had suggested that they leave, go find a nice little family restaurant to sit down at, Sarada adamantly insisted they stay. At the time, Sakura had been confused, she hadn't known why Sarada would wish to stay at a place like that with her, or why her daughter was refusing to meet her eyes. She was secretly and ashamedly pleased at the time though, happy that at least to other people, they simply looked like a couple on a date.
If Sakura had known what her daughter had felt for her that night, she was sure the celebration would have ended much differently than a kiss on the cheek and a good night. No, it more than likely would have ended the same way this night had, with the two of them sweating and panting on the bed as Sakura gave her daughter everything she had.
"I love you Sakura!" Sarada cried out as Sakura's thrusts hammered into her rapidly. She writhed and squirmed as she approached her peak, assisted the entire way by her mother's hammering cock, "I love you! I love you! IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou-ah!"
Sarada's eyes went wide and a soundless gasp escaped her lip as she was sent flying over the edge. Her legs tightened around Sakura's back as she shook with electric pleasure. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when Sakura didn't stop fucking her through her orgasm, sending over the edge once more before she had even finished cumming.
Sakura's ball churned powerfully as Sarada squeezed down around her. That tight tunnel massaged her cock from all sides as her daughter came over and over around her. Sakura panted, sweat beading her brow as she tried her best to let Sarada ride the wave of her orgasms, slowly thrusting into her in an attempt to elongate the teen's pleasure.
Unfortunately, the pleasure her daughter was giving her was too much, and she could feel her balls clench against her scrotum as they churned with need. She was only seconds from exploding, and as Sarada squeezed around her just a bit too tightly, she did.
"Sarada!" Sakura cried out as she hilted herself one final time in that scorching hot tunnel. Sarada moaned as cum began surging into her, filling every inch of her sensitive pussy with her mother's seed.
It felt like her daughter's pussy was trying its best to squeeze out every drop of cum from her cock, and Sakura panted as her balls clenched again and again as cum surged out of her like a firehose.
"So warm…" Sarada groaned as Sakura unloaded inside of her. The dark-haired girl reached out and grabbed her mother's head gently, bringing the older woman in for a kiss as their hips jerked sporadically against one another.
Their tongues warred against each other as Sakura continued pumping her full of semen. They moaned into the kiss, before breaking it slowly as the torrent of cum slowed down to a trickle.
Sakura slowly extracted herself from her daughter's tight tunnel, and Sarada moaned in displeasure at the sudden emptiness she was feeling. Her cock exited with a wet 'pop', and cum immediately began flowing out her daughter's pussy, soaking into the sheets below.
As Sakura panted in post orgasmic bliss, Sarada leaned up and wrapped her arms around her. She leaned her head forward, placing her forehead against her mother's neck, before placing a loving kiss on her mother's collarbone.
"I really do love you mom." She spoke quietly, her voice soft and vulnerable, "I meant what I said earlier, I-I've had these feelings for a while. It wasn't just the alcohol or s-sex talking. I didn't even have that much to drink…"
Sakura sighed, leaning down and placing her chin in her daughter's dark hair, "I had a feeling. You never really struck me as a handsy kind of drunk." She smirked lightly, "And you aren't the best actor. You stopped stumbling the moment we got into the room."
Sarada groaned, burying her face further into Sakura's skin, "It was Chocho's idea. I was just too excited and I forgot I was supposed to be drunk…"
Sakura laughed quietly as she rubbed small circles on her daughter's back, "It happens to the best of us sweetie. Remind me to tell you of that time Ino nearly blew our cover because one of the people we were tailing said he thought blondes were ugly."
Sarada smiled into her collarbone, "I'd like that."
Sakura sighed, placing a hand on Sarada's shoulders and pushing her back until they were face to face. Sarada gave her a confused and slightly worried look, but Sakura ignored it. This was important.
"Sarada…" She began quietly, "Do-Are you sure you want this? With me I mean? I mean, you could have virtually anybody in the village if you wanted, look at you!" She gestured broadly, "You're amazing! You're willful, intelligent, beautiful-"
"And you aren't?" Sarada interrupted. The Uchiha leaned forward and gently cupped her mother's face as Sakura stared at her in stunned silence, "Everything you've just said about me applies to you too."
"You were willful enough to walk straight up to Lady Tsunade and get her to make you her apprentice. Willful enough to stand side by side with the strongest Shinobi on the planet. Willful enough that even Lord Seventh listens to you when you're serious."
"You were intelligent enough to reverse engineer an antidote for a poison made by Sasori of the Red Sand. Intelligent enough to master techniques that took Lady Tsunade years to master in just weeks. And beautiful?"
Sarada pressed her forehead against Sakura's, "I don't think I've gone a day without thinking about you and your perfect body since I hit puberty. You're the type to turn heads on the street and have no idea. You're more than amazing mom, Sakura, you're perfect in mind and body. It's why I fell in love with you"
"Sarada… if anyone found out-"
"I don't care." The Uchiha interrupted again, "I don't care what everyone thinks. If they have a problem with it, they can tell me to my face so I can bury them in the dirt myself."
Sarada looked away slightly, "Chochi already knows and I'm pretty sure Boruto and Mitsuki have an idea. None of them have said anything bad so I assume they approve, or at least don't have an issue with it. Not that I'd care."
Sarada looked back towards her, eyes earnest and full of devotion, "I love you Sakura. And I don't care what anybody has to say about it."
Sakura was stunned speechless by her daughter's tender words and as Sarada leaned her head forward slowly, the pinkette couldn't help but meet her halfway, lips meeting in a tender kiss.
Sakura's heart felt like it was going to burst at the words and feelings her daughter had just expressed. She could never have imagined that Sarada felt this way for her. It was all just so…incredible.
As they both pulled back from the kiss, Sakura placed her forehead against Sarada's, a wide smile present on her face, "If this is a dream, please don't wake me up. I don't think I could take it."
Sarada chuckled softly, placing another peck on her mother's lips, "This isn't a dream. I love you, and I'll still be here when you wake up tomorrow."
As soon as she finished her sentence, Sarada yawned loudly, and Sakura was suddenly reminded of just how tired she was as well. That party had really been something, combined with the activities that had just ended well, she was beat.
"I'm exhausted and it looks like you are too. Let's get some rest. Do you mind if I stay?" Sakura asked.
Sarada nodded with another yawn and layed back in the bed. Sakura did the same, reaching over to put out the light on the bedside table, before lying down beside her daughter, pulling the blankets over the both of them.
She reached out and pulled Sarada snugly against her body. She buried her face in her already sleeping daughter's hair with a small sigh.
She'd deal with whatever came of this tomorrow. Though a large part of her had a feeling that things were only going to get better.
"I love you Sarada."
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