[Hinata Uzumaki]
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"Boruto, wake up."
In a daze, I heard an extremely gentle and pleasant woman's voice.
'Wow, who is it?' I squinted my eyes, listening to that charming voice. It reminded me of the seductive face and beautiful body from the Japanese adult video I had watched just a few days ago.
But when I tried to open my eyes, a sharp headache hit me. The moment I cracked them open, bright sunlight stabbed in, forcing tears to stream down my face.
"What's going on? Ouch..." I attempted to move, only to discover my entire body ached terribly, as if every bone was about to fall apart.
Where was I? The last thing I remembered was playing Naruto Ultimate Storm 4 at home.
I had just launched the swimsuit Hinata versus bikini Tsunade mod created by a well-known online expert. Right as I was about to enjoy the scene, I felt a sudden electric shock, and then everything went black.
Damn it! I was just about to check the clothes-tearing effect on Hinata and Tsunade. That trash computer must have leaked electricity and knocked me out. When I get back, I'm definitely going to deal with that shady seller who sold me this junk.
"Boruto, are you okay now?" The pleasant voice sounded again near my ear. This time it was crystal clear, and I knew I wasn't dreaming.
Strange... where am I? Who is this beauty? I don't remember knowing anyone with such an enchanting voice. Could I be in a hospital? I felt puzzled about my current situation.
After a few moments, I finally managed to open my eyes properly. The sight before me left me stunned.
It was a beautiful woman in her late twenties, with a flawless, delicate face, long straight black hair, and skin so smooth and fair it looked like it would break at the slightest touch. Her large eyes had pure white pupils, the signature Byakugan of the Hyuga clan. They were filled with sadness, and her long eyelashes trembled softly, giving her a delicate, pitiful appearance.
She carried an aura of extreme gentleness and grace. Though her brows were slightly furrowed in worry, her eyes overflowed with tender affection, almost capable of stealing anyone's soul.
Who... who is this? A top-tier mature beauty... Oh my god, I've watched so many videos, but none ever had this kind of elegant temperament and charm. And her chest... wow, at least 36E, maybe even pushing toward F. Heaven, what good deeds did I do to deserve such an incredible woman?
Seeing such a stunning beauty, my spirits lifted instantly. I could barely stop myself from drooling.
Just as I was about to ask for her contact information, a cold voice interrupted: "Looking at him, it's obvious he won't die. This stinky brat only knows how to cause trouble every day. He really needs to learn his lesson."
Hearing the voice, I froze. Another?
I turned my head and received a shock. It wasn't just one more, it was four in total. Including the mature woman, there were five absolute beauties in the room, each breathtakingly gorgeous and elegant.
In my whole life, I had never seen so many stunning women gathered in one place.
Oh my god, what on earth happened? Why are there so many beauties around me? Is this some kind of reward? It fits my taste perfectly. Looks like my twenty-plus years as a virgin are finally about to end.
Suddenly, a rush of unfamiliar memories flooded my mind. It felt like someone had forcefully crammed a huge amount of information into my head, causing painful pressure.
Hinata Mom, Hanabi Aunt, Tsunade Grandma, Sakura Aunt, Ino Aunt... they are all my elders. And I am Boruto Uzumaki, son of the Seventh Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki?
The realization left me stunned.
So I transmigrated... I crossed over into the body of Boruto Uzumaki, the protagonist. Dad is busy handling village affairs every day, so at home it's just me, my little sister Himawari Uzumaki, and my beautiful mother Hinata.
Oh my god, happiness came way too suddenly. In this intimate family setting, a teenager in puberty, a lonely beautiful mother, and a cute little sister, the chance for romantic encounters is basically 100%.
I felt so overjoyed I nearly fainted. Heaven was truly treating me well by letting me enter such a perfect family. I couldn't help imagining my future "blissful" days ahead, my heart racing with excitement.
The cold beauty earlier was Hinata's younger sister, Hyuga Hanabi. Seeing that Boruto had fully recovered, she spoke again in an icy tone: "He won't die. Let's go. We need to head to the Hokage building to discuss the follow-up. This guy used ninja tools to cheat during the match. We must come up with an explanation for the other four great ninja villages."
The other women nodded in agreement. Tsunade's massive breasts stood out the most as they all left the room one by one with cold expressions.
Only the gentle, virtuous white-eyed beauty remained. She sighed helplessly and said, "Boruto, you really caused a huge mess this time. Sigh, how should Mom even scold you? Rest well for now. I'll be back soon."
With that, the young woman turned and left the room.
Listening to her words, I froze again. Cheating in the match, right in front of all five great ninja villages?
Lying on the hospital bed, I reflected on everything that had happened.
The original Boruto had secretly used ninja tools to cheat in the competition, and it had been exposed. Such behavior was truly shameful, which explained the strong protests from the other villages.
While I was lost in thought, the door was gently pushed open. I looked up to see my beautiful, gentle mother, Hyuga Hinata, returning. Exhaustion showed on her face, mixed with clear worry and heartache in her eyes.
"Boruto, are you feeling any better?" Hinata asked softly. She walked over slowly and sat down beside the bed, gently taking my hand. Her touch was full of concern.
I nodded awkwardly, unsure what to say.
Hinata noticed my discomfort and gave a small, warm smile. "Don't worry. Mom will find a way to handle everything. But your body is still weak, so you must rest properly."
Seeing Hinata care for me so tenderly stirred a strange, warm feeling inside my chest.
The real Hinata was even cuter and more alluring than the anime version from my previous life. Damn, Naruto really hit the jackpot marrying such a gentle, beautiful woman. For a moment, I became completely dazed, staring blankly at her exquisite face.
Hinata noticed my odd behavior and blinked in confusion. I quickly snapped out of it and stammered, "Um... Mom, I'm sorry... I know I was wrong..."
Hinata gently patted my hand and spoke in a soft, reassuring voice: "It's good that you realize your mistake. The most important thing now is to recover your strength. Once you're better, Mom will sit down with you to think about how to make things right."
I nodded obediently, but inside I was already forming secret plans. Since I had this second chance, I wouldn't repeat the same foolish mistakes.
Hinata stood up to leave, but I suddenly grabbed her wrist. She looked back at me in surprise. Swallowing hard, I gathered my courage and said, "Mom, I... I want you to stay with me a little longer..."
Hinata paused, then offered a gentle smile. "Alright, I'll stay with you for a while."
She sat back down. I quietly shifted my position, allowing my pants to bulge noticeably. After seeing such an attractive woman, even if she was my mother in this world, there was no way I could remain completely unaffected.
Hinata carefully tucked in the corner of my blanket. Suddenly, she noticed the obvious change in my pants.
She looked up at me, a shy blush spreading across her cheeks.
I casually moved my leg to make the bulge even more prominent.
"Boruto, are you uncomfortable somewhere?" Hinata asked with genuine concern.
I shook my head quickly. "No, no. It's just... a bit hot in here..."
Hinata nodded thoughtfully but didn't press further. She continued adjusting the bed sheets, and her fingers accidentally brushed against the inside of my thigh. The tingling sensation sent a shiver through my whole body, nearly making me lose control.
"Mom... I... can I kiss you?" I asked carefully, my voice shaking with nervousness.
Hinata stopped moving and looked at me with surprise. She took a deep breath and replied softly, "Boruto, we are mother and son... Although Mom loves you dearly, a kiss..."
I hurried to explain: "I... I don't mean anything weird! I just think you've worked so hard and wanted to give you some encouragement..."
Hinata remained silent for a moment, then sighed gently. "Okay, just one kiss, alright?"
She raised her wrist, revealing her slender, fair forearm.
I held my breath, slowly leaned forward, and pressed my lips gently against the soft, warm skin of her inner wrist. The delicate contact sent a rush of heat through me.
The gentle touch and faint, sweet fragrance instantly blanked my mind. I almost forgot how to breathe.
But right at that moment, the door to the ward suddenly swung open. Both Hinata and I jumped in fright and quickly pulled apart.
The person who entered was my little sister, Himawari Uzumaki! The cute girl hugged a large teddy bear and stared at us with her big, round, curious eyes.
"Big brother, Mom, what were you doing?" Himawari asked, tilting her head innocently. Her pure gaze made me feel a pang of guilt.
I quickly sat up straight and acted normal. "Nothing much. Mom was just telling me a bedtime story."
Hinata hurriedly wiped her cheek and tried to stay calm. "Yes, Himawari. Your brother needs to sleep now. Let's go out together."
Himawari nodded obediently and took Hinata's hand to leave.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, we weren't caught.
But just as Hinata was about to step out of the room, my hand started itching uncontrollably.
As if possessed, I reached out and gave Hinata's full, round bottom a quick pat.
"Ah!" Hinata let out a surprised cry and spun around sharply.
Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at me.
I immediately pulled my hand back, feeling guilty, and stammered, "Mom... I... I just..."
"Big brother, what did you do?" Himawari suddenly asked in her sweet, childish voice.
I nearly jumped out of my skin and quickly put on an innocent face. "Nothing. I didn't do anything."
At that moment, Hinata gave me a deep, meaningful look, as if she understood something. She cleared her throat and said to Himawari, "Sweetie, you saw wrong. Come on, Mom will take you to play."
Himawari glanced at me doubtfully but still followed Hinata out of the room obediently.
Only after they had left did I finally relax and let out a long breath.
My heart was still pounding wildly. I savored the soft, lingering sensation on my hand, feeling both excited and scared at the same time.
How was I supposed to face my mother and sister now?
Yet at the same time, a bold new idea began to form in my mind: Since I had already gone this far, why not take it all the way? Hinata hadn't resisted strongly earlier, I still had a chance!
-x-X-x-
In the following days, I spent most of my time lying in the hospital bed, resting and recovering.
Every day was the same: eating meals and watching television. It was incredibly boring.
What made it worse was that whenever intimate scenes like kissing or hugging appeared on TV, my cock would stubbornly rise on its own.
At those moments, I couldn't help remembering the soft touch of Hinata's skin when I kissed her wrist that day, along with the wonderful feeling when I accidentally brushed against her large breasts.
My mind began filling with more and more erotic images: Hinata wearing a loose kimono, leaning over my body; her cheeks flushed red as she lowered her head to kiss me; her hands slowly undoing my belt...
Every time those thoughts surfaced, I would shake my head hard, trying to push them away.
But they clung to me like glue, refusing to leave my head.
I grew restless and irritable. It felt like a voice kept whispering in my ear: You like Hinata so much. Why not try? Maybe she'll agree.
Once that idea took root, it became impossible to shake off.
I started paying close attention to Hinata's every move.
When she walked past my room, I would quietly open a crack in the door to steal glances at her back. When she brought me meals, I would pretend to touch her arm by accident. When she bent over to clean the table, I would deliberately push my hips forward so my hard cock could brush against her plump bottom.
One afternoon, Hinata came to deliver my lunch as usual.
I sat on the bed, pretending to watch a TV program.
Hinata entered the room and placed the tray down with familiar ease.
Just as she turned to leave, I had a sudden idea. I pretended to trip and fell off the bed.
"Ah!" I cried out dramatically, letting my body slide onto the floor.
"Boruto, are you okay?" Hinata rushed over with concern and leaned down to check on me.
Lying on the ground, my eyes landed directly on the deep valley between her towering breasts.
Her thin, sheer home clothes did almost nothing to hide their fullness. I could even see the faint outline of her white bra.
My cock instantly hardened, pitching a huge tent in my pants.
"I... I'm fine..." I stammered, my cheeks burning with heat.
Hinata clearly noticed the obvious change in my lower body. A blush instantly spread across her face. The two of us stared at each other awkwardly for several seconds, neither saying a word.
In the end, Hinata broke the silence first. "Boruto... are you really okay?" She slowly reached out a hand to help me up.
I pretended to struggle a little before grabbing her hand.
As she pulled me up, my palm accidentally brushed against her soft breasts.
The sensation was incredible, so soft yet springy, enough to make anyone lose their mind.
"Mmm..." I couldn't hold back a low groan.
Hearing my sound, Hinata's body trembled. She quickly pulled her hand back, looking at me with embarrassment and uncertainty.
"Um... Boruto, if you're not feeling well, Mom can call the doctor," she said hesitantly, her voice carrying a slight tremble.
I waved my hands quickly. "No, no need! I'm really fine. Just a little dizzy, that's all."
Hinata nodded and stood there for a moment, as if she wanted to say something more. Just then, Himawari's voice came from outside the door. "Mom, how is big brother doing?"
Hinata snapped out of her thoughts and said hurriedly, "He's fine. Your brother is resting. I'll go take care of your sister now."
With that, she quickly left the room.
I lay on the floor, my heart pounding like thunder.
That moment had been far too exciting. I hadn't even had time to fully enjoy it.
At the same time, I warned myself: Enough. I can't keep going like this.
If Hinata realized my true intentions, she might hit me with a Gentle Fist and send me flying.
But every night when the room grew quiet, those wicked thoughts would return even stronger.
I began having extremely perverted wet dreams: In the dreams, Hinata took off her clothes and stood naked before me. She gently pulled me into her arms and stroked my hair. She kissed me deeply, teasing my lips with her tongue... while I greedily kneaded her breasts and rubbed my cock against her inner thighs.
We tried all kinds of positions, from normal missionary to more creative ones, from doggy style to cowgirl.
I would roughly grab her hair and force her head back as I thrust into her. I would squeeze her breasts, feeling those soft mounds change shape in my hands.
She would let out sweet, intoxicating moans and cling tightly to my back.
Finally, after a wild storm of thrusts, I would release everything deep inside her body.
She would look at me with satisfied eyes, gently wipe the sweat from my forehead, and give me another tender kiss.
Every time I woke up from these dreams, I would find my underwear soaked.
I felt both excited and guilty, hating myself for having such dirty thoughts about Hinata.
But as time passed, the dreams became more vivid and harder to resist.
I started fantasizing: If one day I could turn these dream scenes into reality, how wonderful that would be.
Then, a sudden idea struck me.
Since I could do all that in my dreams, why not try making it real?
In the original story, Hinata was shy and didn't know how to refuse others.
She already loved me deeply, and with Naruto constantly busy at the Hokage office, only me, Mom, and my little sister were left at home.
If I could find the right opportunity, maybe I really could...
I began observing Hinata's daily habits more carefully.
She usually brought me meals in the morning and evening. In the afternoon, she would go out for a walk alone. At night, she would tell me stories to help me fall asleep.
Perhaps I could start from these moments...
One evening, Hinata came to my room as usual. She gently closed the door, sat down beside the bed, and began telling an old ninja legend. I listened quietly, but my mind was racing.
"Long ago, there was a shinobi..." Hinata's gentle voice filled the room. "He possessed the strongest power in the ninja world, yet he refused to use it. Because he believed that true strength came from kindness in the heart..."
Of course I knew who she was talking about, the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju.
While pretending to listen attentively, my eyes were actually fixed on her rising and falling chest.
As the story continued, Hinata's body swayed slightly.
Those full breasts rose and fell, almost calling for my hands to touch them.
Finally, I made up my mind.
"Mom..." I called out, my voice a little hoarse from nervousness.
Hinata stopped talking and looked at me with confusion. "What's wrong, Boruto?"
I swallowed hard and gathered my courage. "I... I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable..."
"Where does it hurt? Should I call the doctor?" Hinata asked anxiously.
"No, it's not that kind of sickness..." I stammered. "It's... down below... it feels swollen and really painful..."
Hinata's face turned bright red instantly. "What? What are you saying?"
I put on a pained expression. "It really hurts... Every night I have strange dreams, and then... it gets really swollen and uncomfortable..."
Hinata bit her lip, looking helpless and unsure. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Then... then Mom will take a look for you."
Joy surged inside me, but I kept a worried look on my face. "Okay... thank you, Mom..."
Hinata carefully lifted my blanket and pulled down my sleep pants. My hard cock immediately sprang out, standing straight up in front of her. She let out a soft gasp, her face turning even redder.
"Oh my... how could it... be so big..." she murmured to herself.
I pretended to feel deeply ashamed and covered my face. "I'm sorry, Mom... I don't know why it's like this either..."
Hinata took a deep breath and gently placed her hand on my cock. The warm touch made my whole body shiver, and my cock twitched in response.
"Ah!" Hinata jumped slightly. "It... it can move?"
I held back a smile and acted shy. "I... I don't know... maybe... I'm too excited..."
Hinata wrapped her soft palm around my cock and began sliding it up and down slowly. The pleasure was indescribable. I couldn't help letting out a moan.
"Boruto, does it feel better now?" Hinata asked with concern.
I nodded. "Yeah... much better... but... it still feels a little swollen.."
Hinata hesitated for a second, then decided to continue. Her movements grew smoother, and she occasionally teased the tip with her fingertips. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I soon felt the urge to cum.
"Mom... Mom... I... I'm going to..." I said breathlessly.
Hinata sped up her hand movements. "It's okay. Just let it out."
At this critical moment, I suddenly thought of something new.
"Mom," I panted, "can you... can you kiss it..."
Hinata froze. A complicated expression crossed her face. Looking at my eager eyes, she eventually gave in. She lowered her head and gently licked the tip of my cock with her tongue.
"Ah!" I couldn't hold back my cry of pleasure.
Hinata looked up, a trace of reluctance on her face. "Does... does this feel good?"
I nodded eagerly. "Yes... it feels amazing... Mom... please continue..."
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and continued licking and serving me with her tongue.
While enjoying the pleasure below, I quietly reached my hand toward the collar of Hinata's clothes.
The moment my fingers touched her warm, smooth skin, my whole body trembled with excitement.
"Boruto... what are you doing?" Hinata stopped and looked up alertly.
I quickly pulled my hand back. "Nothing... nothing... I touched it by accident..."
Hinata gave me a suspicious look but didn't say anything more. She lowered her head and continued.
I secretly felt relieved, knowing I couldn't push too far.
I focused on the pleasure coming from my cock and soon reached the peak.
Thick streams of cum shot out. Some landed near Hinata's mouth, while others flowed down her hand.
My cock twitched violently a few times before finally calming down. Hinata slowly raised her head and wiped the semen from the corner of her mouth.
She looked at the white fluid in her hand, then at me. Her face was full of embarrassment and confusion.
"Boruto... do you feel better now?" Hinata asked softly, a hint of reproach in her tone.
I nodded obediently. "Thank you, Mom... I feel much better..."
Hinata let out a long sigh and cleaned her hands and mouth with tissue paper.
While wiping, she said, "Remember, you can only tell Mom about this kind of thing. Don't tell anyone else. Understand?"
I promised, "Of course, I swear."
Hinata seemed to want to say something else but swallowed her words. She stood up and said, "I'll leave now. Rest well. Mom will come see you tomorrow."
With that, she hurriedly left the room.
I lay on the bed, savoring the afterglow of what had just happened, filled with a strong sense of accomplishment.
At the same time, I felt a bit uneasy, wondering if Hinata would start avoiding me afterward.
Still, tonight's experience had been incredibly thrilling.
-x-X-x-
[Himawari Uzumaki]
-x-X-x-
The next day when I woke up, I noticed a ninja tool placed on the bedside cabinet, along with a small note beside it.
I picked up the note. It read: "Boruto, Mom left you your favorite ninja tool. From your dearest Mom: Hinata."
I smiled happily. It seemed Hinata wasn't angry about what happened last night. Did that mean we could try again?
A few more days passed like this. Hinata came to visit me every day.
Our relationship seemed to have grown even closer. She even teased me playfully from time to time.
Just when I felt the timing was right, an unexpected person showed up.
"Big brother! Mom! I'm here!" A clear, lively voice rang out as a petite figure rushed into the room.
It was Himawari!
My beloved younger sister had come to see me.
She had short dark-blue hair, wore a cute pink dress, and had large, bright eyes with a slightly pouty mouth. She looked incredibly charming.
"Hehe, big brother, look! I brought your favorite strawberry-flavored lollipops!"
She pulled one out of her pocket and held it up in front of me.
I felt a bit troubled inside. Why did she have to come right now? But I didn't show it on my face and smiled instead. "Thank you, Himawari. You're so sweet."
Himawari looked very pleased. She jumped onto the bed and sat beside me, unwrapped the lollipop, and popped it into her mouth.
As I watched this beautiful young woman, some improper thoughts suddenly flashed through my mind.
I remembered the dreams I had about Hinata a few days ago, and the night when Hinata had helped me with her hand.
A surge of heat rose from deep inside me, and my cock hardened on its own. Looking at the alluring Himawari in front of me, I felt a strong desire to claim her as my own.
"Himawari... do you really think that lollipop tastes good?" I suppressed the guilt in my heart and asked tentatively.
Himawari nodded vigorously, her mouth full. "Mmm, it's really delicious! Do you want to try some too, big brother?"
I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "Himawari, big brother has a special 'lollipop' here. Would you like to taste it?"
Himawari looked at me with innocent curiosity, not fully understanding. I slowly undid my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my already hard cock.
"This is the one, big brother's favorite lollipop," I said in a husky voice.
Himawari's eyes lit up. She carefully reached out and touched my cock gently. After confirming it was safe, she leaned in and licked the tip with her tongue.
"Mmm... it tastes a bit strange... but..." Himawari said with a slight frown, "if big brother likes it, then it's fine!"
With that, she opened her small mouth and tried her best to take my cock inside. Because of the size, she could only manage about half. She used her tongue to lick and swirl around it carefully, making wet, slurping sounds.
I closed my eyes in pleasure, my right hand unconsciously moving toward my chest. When I touched my own sensitive spots through my clothes, my whole body trembled.
"Mmm... big brother... it's so big... and so warm..."
Himawari mumbled around my cock.
I breathed heavily and replied, "Yes, Himawari, just like that... keep licking..."
She obediently continued servicing me with her tongue. Sometimes she tried to take it deeper, making lewd gulping noises. The mix of discomfort and pleasure was addictive.
Just then, I heard Hinata's footsteps outside the door. I jolted awake, quickly held Himawari's head in place, thrust a few times rapidly, and released all my cum into her mouth.
Himawari choked a little, nearly spitting it out.
But I kept her head firmly in place, so she had no choice but to swallow it all.
Only after I finished did I let go.
Himawari looked up with some white fluid still at the corner of her mouth, her eyes shining with a strange light.
"Big brother... it tasted really good..." she said, still holding the cum in her mouth.
I quickly used a tissue to wipe her mouth clean. Right at that moment, Hinata pushed the door open. "Boruto, your sister... uh..."
Her words stopped abruptly. She stared at the scene in shock, her eyes darting between the two of us with disbelief.
"What... what is going on here?" Hinata asked, pointing at Himawari.
I hurriedly covered my lower body with the blanket and acted casual. "Ah, Mom, I was just teaching Himawari the proper way to eat a lollipop, you have to wash your hands first."
Hinata's expression softened a little. "Oh... I see. Then... you should teach her more good habits."
She gave us one last meaningful look before turning and leaving the room. Himawari crawled closer to me and playfully poked my cheek. "Big brother, did we do something bad?"
I smiled and shook my head. "No, we were just playing a game."
Himawari nodded half-understandingly, then grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest. "Then big brother... can we play again?"
My heart burned with heat once more. This little temptress is really something.
I was about to agree when an idea came to me. "How about... we play in your room instead?"
Himawari blinked her large eyes and nodded eagerly.
I got out of bed, lifted her up by the waist, and carried her in my arms.
With my cock hard again, I quietly carried the flushed Himawari toward her bedroom.
Once inside her room, I gently placed her on the bed. She stared at my towering erection with shining eyes. "Big brother, will you 'feed' me?"
I smirked. "I can, but you have to serve it well with your little mouth first."
Himawari nodded obediently. She got on her knees facing me and carefully gripped my cock with her hand. Then she extended her soft pink tongue and licked from the base all the way up.
"Hiss... yes, just like that... lick the tip more..." I stroked her head with one hand while playing with her sensitive nipples with the other.
Himawari worked hard, sometimes sucking on the head, sometimes teasing the slit with her tongue. Under her stimulation, my cock grew even harder, veins bulging.
"Himawari... you're learning so fast..." I panted in praise. "You have real talent."
She looked up at me with a smile and tried to take the entire length into her mouth again.
But her mouth was small, so she could only manage half. She moved back and forth with effort, drool dripping from the corners of her lips and wetting her chin and my pubic hair.
Watching this charming young woman work so hard to please me filled me with both protectiveness and possessiveness.
I knew this was wrong, but a voice deep inside kept shouting: She is mine. I want to make her belong only to me!
I gently held the back of Himawari's head and pushed my hips forward, trying to go deeper.
She made muffled sounds but didn't resist. Instead, she relaxed her throat as much as she could to take me in.
After dozens of thrusts, I felt a familiar tingle rising from my lower abdomen.
I grabbed her head, thrust quickly a few more times, then buried my cock deep in her throat as thick, hot cum erupted.
Himawari let out a choked "Mmm!" with tears in her eyes. I pulled out, and the remaining cum sprayed across her face and chest, leaving white streaks.
"Cough... big brother... you came so much..." Himawari complained while coughing, but she had a satisfied smile on her face.
I tenderly wiped the cum off her face and said softly, "Sorry, Himawari. Big brother likes you too much, so I couldn't control myself."
Hearing this, a strange emotion flashed in Himawari's eyes. She reached out with her soft hand and played with my softening cock, studying its shape.
"Big brother... I want more..." she suddenly said.
I paused, then laughed. "You're such a greedy girl. Next time. Big brother needs to take a shower first."
Himawari reluctantly let go. I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came out after showering, I saw her still lying on the bed, one hand between her legs, touching herself.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" I asked as I walked to the bedside.
Himawari looked up with eyes full of desire. "Big brother... I still want more..."
My heart stirred. I helped her lie down comfortably and reached between her legs. She was already soaking wet. I lowered my head and gently licked her sensitive folds with my tongue.
"Ah... big brother... it feels so good..." Himawari moaned softly.
I sped up, my tongue moving skillfully in and out.
Himawari gripped the bedsheets tightly, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Before long, with a sharp cry, a large amount of her juices gushed out, splashing across my face.
"Whew... that felt amazing... thank you, big brother..." Himawari said, her face flushed and eyes hazy.
I wiped my face and smiled. "Himawari is really impressive, squirting so much."
Himawari shyly turned her head away. "Big brother... don't say that..."
I checked the time and realized it was getting late. I stood up, got dressed, and said, "Go to sleep now. You still have ninja school tomorrow."
Himawari grabbed my hand reluctantly. "Can big brother sleep here with me tonight?"
I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Be good. Big brother needs to go stay with Mom. How about I come play with you again on the weekend?"
Himawari nodded unwillingly. I got up and left her room. As I walked down the hallway, my heart was still racing. Everything that had just happened felt like a dream, yet it was vividly real.
Back in my own room, I lay on the bed, thinking about everything with Himawari.
What had happened to me?
Why had I become like this?
But since I had crossed over into the Naruto world, it would be a waste not to enjoy both Hinata and Himawari.
-x-X-x-
Just as I was sinking into my thought, the bedroom door suddenly opened. I looked up and saw my father, Naruto Uzumaki, whom I hadn't seen in a while.
"Boruto! Long time no see!" Naruto strode in and gave me a big hug.
I was stunned for a moment, then smiled and hugged him back. "Dad, welcome home!"
Naruto let go and looked around the room. "How are you feeling? Your mom told me you've been through a lot."
I felt a pang of guilt and looked away. "I... I'm okay... I just need some time to rest."
Naruto nodded. "That's good. I came back in a hurry this time and have to leave again tomorrow for some matters. Hopefully by my next visit, you'll be fully recovered. Then I can teach you some new jutsu."
I nodded repeatedly. "Yeah, I'll work hard!"
At that moment, Hinata opened the door and entered. Seeing Naruto, she said with pleasant surprise, "Honey, you're back?"
Naruto smiled and walked over to embrace her. "Yes, dear. Sorry for coming back so suddenly."
I quietly stepped aside and watched the long-separated couple reunite. For some reason, a strange feeling of loss rose in my heart.
"Kids," Naruto suddenly said, "let's have dinner together. Boruto, where's your sister?"
I snapped out of my thoughts. "She's sleeping next door. I'll go wake her up."
And so, our family of four sat around the dining table, enjoying a warm meal. During dinner, Naruto told us about some funny missions he had been on, making everyone laugh.
After the meal, Naruto took the initiative to clean up the dishes.
Himawari, still young and unable to stay up late, soon grew sleepy.
I carried her back to her room and gently laid her down.
Once she was asleep, I quietly closed the door and returned to the kitchen.
Hinata was standing by the sink washing dishes. Looking at her graceful back, desire flared up inside me again.
I slowly walked up behind her and gently wrapped my arms around her waist. Hinata's body stiffened in surprise.
"Boruto... what are you doing? Your father is home," she whispered, a hint of reproach in her voice.
I leaned close to her ear and murmured, "I just missed you, Mom. Dad is busy reading mission scrolls and won't have time for us right now."
Hinata sighed and stopped resisting. I slid one hand up to her full breasts and gently kneaded them.
"Mmm... Boruto... don't go too far..." Hinata breathed, but she didn't stop my actions.
Feeling bolder, I lifted her skirt and reached toward her inner thighs. Just as my fingers were about to touch her most private area, the kitchen door suddenly opened.
"I'm done!" Naruto's cheerful voice rang out. "Now I can have Shikamaru arrange the next mission team!"
With that, he walked casually toward the bathroom, completely unaware of what was happening between Hinata and me.
Hinata panicked. She quickly pushed my hand away and straightened her clothes.
"That's enough. Stop messing around. Go rest now. Mom still has to finish washing the dishes."
I reluctantly glanced at Hinata's voluptuous figure. She acted as if nothing had happened earlier.
It seemed Naruto's presence had a strong effect on her.
Even though my techniques were already quite skilled, it couldn't change her love for Naruto.
"Alright..." I said, pretending to be disappointed. "Then finish your chores and rest early, Mom. Don't tire yourself out."
Hinata smiled and nodded. "I know, son. You should go to sleep soon too."
I left the kitchen sensibly, but inside I was already planning how to take things further the next time I was alone with Hinata.
Maybe I could use the excuse of "Mom helping her son with sexual relief" to make her accept my advances?
It was a pretty good idea.
That night, I had another erotic dream.
In the dream, Hinata was on all fours on the ground like a bitch in heat as I thrust into her hard from behind.
Her full breasts swung back and forth while she let out pitiful moans.
I didn't hold back, pounding deep with every thrust.
"Ah... no... Boruto... let me go... your father..." Hinata cried out, but she couldn't stop my assault.
At that moment, Naruto appeared at the edge of the dream. He looked at me and his wife on the floor in confusion.
"Wife? Boruto? What are you doing?" he asked, puzzled.
A twisted pleasure rose in me. While continuing to thrust harder into Hinata, I smiled at Naruto. "Dad, look, Mom is teaching me a new way to show respect to my elders."
Naruto suddenly understood. "Oh\- So that's what's going on! Then you should study hard. This is a valuable experience!"
With that, he turned and left, disappearing from the dream.
I rode Hinata with wild abandon, feeling like I was about to explode.
Finally, with one deep thrust, I released everything inside her.
Hinata collapsed on the ground, tears in her eyes, looking utterly miserable.
"How was that, Mom?" I asked teasingly. "Has my technique improved a lot?"
Hinata glared at me weakly but couldn't say a word.
Suddenly, the dream shifted.
I woke up with a start, covered in cold sweat.
It was still dark outside, and the room smelled of semen.
I reached down and found my crotch completely soaked.
Sigh, I never thought I'd have a wet dream. No, I need to speed up my conquest of Hinata.
Looking out into the darkness, Naruto and Hinata should both be asleep by now.
Why not sneak in and enjoy those soft, bouncy breasts?
Even if I couldn't go all the way, touching them would be enough.
I quietly made my way to Naruto and Hinata's bedroom door, slowly turned the handle, and slipped inside. The room was dimly lit, with only a sliver of moonlight coming through the curtains.
Hinata was sleeping. Her blanket had been kicked aside, revealing her long, beautiful legs.
I swallowed hard and gently stroked one of her legs.
The texture was amazing, smooth, delicate, and full of elasticity.
"Mmm..." Hinata moaned softly and shifted, but she didn't wake up.
I quickly pulled my hand back, held my breath, and waited. When she remained asleep, I relaxed and reached out again, this time moving to her flat stomach.
My god, was this the belly of mature Hinata? It was so soft yet springy. I couldn't resist rubbing it a few more times. Then my hand slowly moved upward until it finally reached those long-awaited massive breasts.
The moment I touched those full, round mounds, my whole body trembled with excitement.
They were incredibly soft and plump, like two giant marshmallows, yet elastic and addictive to touch.
I lost myself in kneading and playing with them, feeling the subtle changes under my palms.
"Ha..." Hinata's breathing suddenly grew heavier, and her body showed signs of waking.
I knew I had gone too far. I quickly let go and quietly slipped out of the room. Back in my own bedroom, my heart was still racing. The thrill and sense of achievement were intoxicating.
It was a shame the risk was so high, or I would have wanted to do it again.
With these thoughts, I gradually fell back asleep.
The next morning, my parents were already preparing breakfast.
As I passed by the kitchen, I carefully observed Hinata's expression.
She looked completely normal, as if she had forgotten what happened last night.
"Boruto, good morning!" she said gently. "Go brush your teeth and wash your face. Breakfast will be ready soon."
I smiled and nodded, then went to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at my slightly tired face and thought: I need to recover quickly. Then I can...
At that thought, my cock hardened again.
Damn, it looks like this "illness" will take some time to fully cure.
But on the other hand, maybe staying in this state isn't such a bad thing?
After breakfast, Naruto left in a hurry once again to continue his great mission of maintaining world peace.
Himawari was sent off to the ninja academy. Before leaving, she didn't forget to give me another lollipop.
I smiled and accepted it, but inside I was thinking: Tonight, how should I persuade Hinata to agree to my plan?
After sunset, Hinata was doing her nightly cleaning while Himawari had already gone to sleep. I walked up behind Hinata and gently wrapped my arms around her waist. "Mom, I have a request."
Hinata's body instantly tensed. She raised the cloth in her hand and looked at me warily. "What do you want?"
I spoke sincerely on purpose. "Mom, you've taken such good care of me these days, but I haven't properly repaid you. So I want... I want you to feel loved too.."
With that, I directly unzipped my pants and let my hard cock out.
I saw Hinata's face turn bright red. She stammered, "Boruto... what... what nonsense are you saying..."
I didn't let go. Instead, I tightened my grip. "Hinata, I know you want it too, right? You've been lonely during this time, haven't you? Dad is rarely home, and you don't know how to handle your needs."
Even I found these words shocking as they left my mouth. Were these really my thoughts? Did I truly feel this way about Hinata deep down?
But at this point, I couldn't stop.
I continued my advance. "That's why I want to help you, Mom! I have experience and can teach you... like how to please a man with your mouth, or how to move your hips to feel the ultimate pleasure.."
I didn't know why I was saying such vulgar things. One moment I was regretting everything, and the next I was speaking without restraint.
All the details that shouldn't be said poured out like a flood.
Hearing my lewd words, Hinata's face grew paler and paler.
Her body trembled violently, as if she might break at any moment.
Finally, she spoke in a shaky voice, "Boruto... do you know what you're saying?"
I held her tighter. "Of course I do. Mom, I'm not a child anymore. You love me, and I love you. Isn't it normal for a mother to help her son with sexual relief?"
My hands were firmly around Hinata's slim waist. My heart raced and my blood boiled, as if some switch inside me had been flipped completely.
I suddenly released one hand and slipped it under the hem of her top. Her skin felt cool and incredibly smooth. At the same time, my other hand slid down along the waistband of her shorts from above, fingers slowly exploring deeper.
When I reached between her thighs, Hinata let out a suppressed moan. My hand continued exploring until my entire palm covered her warm, wet region, squeezing one full, round cheek as her shorts bunched up slightly.
"Mom, you're already so wet," I whispered hotly in her ear. "It feels good, right? Don't hold back. Just let it out."
Hinata shook her head desperately, but her body betrayed her. I could feel her pussy contracting nonstop as her juices kept flowing, soaking my hand.
"No... Boruto... don't.." she said with difficulty, her voice breaking into sobs.
I ignored her and pushed further. My left hand kneaded her full breasts while my right hand continued rubbing her wet folds. Slowly, I slipped one finger inside.
"Ah!" Hinata cried out, then quickly covered her mouth.
Her tight vagina squeezed my finger, sucking on it. I could feel the layers of soft flesh inside, it was irresistible.
"Don't... Boruto... please..." Hinata finally cried. "We can't do this... we shouldn't..."
Seeing her tears, a complicated feeling rose in my chest.
Was it heartache?
Or excitement?
Perhaps both?
I didn't know, and I didn't want to know.
I only knew I couldn't stop now.
"Mom, you want this too, don't you?" I continued whispering in her ear. "Look how honest your body is. Stop lying to yourself. Let's enjoy this pleasure together."
With that, I inserted a second finger. Hinata tilted her head back and let out a long moan. At that moment, I knew her final defense had crumbled.
Then, a better idea came to me. I pulled my hands out and stepped back. "Mom, kneel down now and suck my cock."
The commanding words left my mouth, bringing an indescribable feeling. Hinata looked at me with a complex expression.
In the end, she seemed to make up her mind. She slowly knelt down. Her slender fingers gently lifted my cock as her soft lips approached and finally took the head into her mouth.
I let out a satisfied sigh. Hinata clearly had little experience with blowjobs and licked awkwardly. I patiently guided her on how to serve me and enjoyed this rare service.
After a while, I glanced toward Himawari's room, and an evil idea surfaced again.
"Mom," I said in a low voice, "come with me to Himawari's room."
Hinata looked up in shock and was about to speak, but I covered her mouth with my hand.
"Don't refuse me, Mom. This is the best way, isn't it?" I said as I pulled her hand and led her out.
Hinata looked panicked, but she didn't resist in the end. We entered Himawari's room. I turned on the light, brightening the entire space.
Himawari was sound asleep, a sweet angelic smile on her beautiful face. She had no idea her proud mother was now kneeling completely naked in front of me.
"Come on, Mom," I said softly. "Suck me right here in front of Himawari."
Hinata's face turned deathly pale. She shook her head repeatedly in refusal. But when our eyes met and she saw the unyielding determination in mine, she eventually submitted.
The stunning beauty slowly knelt down and gently took my cock into her warm mouth.
Her small mouth was stretched to its limit, but she still tried her best to move back and forth.
Her soft tongue occasionally brushed across the sensitive slit, sending waves of pleasure through me.
I leaned against the bed, fully enjoying my mother's service. My gaze swept over the pure, sleeping Himawari, and an indescribable sense of conquest swelled in my heart.
"Yes, Mom, just like that... you're doing great..." I stroked her beautiful black hair, encouraging her.
Her long dark hair swayed with her head movements, paired with her delicate face, creating a powerful visual impact.
-x-X-x-
Hinata's technique was still inexperienced, but she was incredibly eager and focused.
I could feel her tongue working hard to explore me, sometimes wrapping around my shaft and sliding back and forth, sometimes licking the most sensitive tip without pause.
As time passed, waves of pleasure gathered in my lower abdomen.
Hinata's lips stayed tightly wrapped around my cock, her cheeks hollowing slightly from the continuous sucking.
Suddenly, she lifted her eyes and met my gaze. A complex emotion swirled in them.
As if triggered by her look, a jolt of intense pleasure shot through me.
I didn't even have time to warn her before I started releasing.
Thick streams of white cum shot straight into Hinata's mouth. Caught off guard, she choked a little. Some of the semen overflowed from the corners of her lips and dripped down onto her full breasts.
I helped her up with a guilty look, but she waved her hand to show it was fine.
She then found some tissue and wiped the remaining cum from her mouth.
After that, she used warm water to clean her face and chest.
Once she finished, she picked up her nightgown, ready to leave so she could wash her body properly.
Watching Hinata busy herself by the sink, a strange feeling rose inside me.
The gentle, virtuous image I once had of her seemed broken. In its place was a woman full of seductive charm.
This contrast only made me even more excited.
"Mom," I called softly, "can you turn around for me?"
Hinata looked up in confusion. After meeting my eyes, she seemed to understand.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks. Slowly, she turned her body toward me.
Even though I had seen her many times before, I still couldn't help holding my breath.
Hinata looked like a goddess under the light. Her snow-white body glowed with an irresistible sheen.
Her proud, full breasts trembled slightly, the pink nipples especially eye-catching.
Her waist was slim like a willow branch, and her long legs were straight and shapely. Between her thighs, a dark patch of neatly trimmed hair framed her delicate pink folds.
I reached out and gently stroked her face, murmuring, "Mom, you're so beautiful."
Perhaps those words touched her. A complicated emotion flashed in Hinata's eyes. We stared at each other in silence. The room was filled with an indescribable tension.
In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore. I gently pushed her and said, "Mom, can I fuck you?"
She gave me a deep look, then slowly knelt on the sofa.
I watched her with delight. She looked up at me too, her eyes showing helplessness, shyness, and something I couldn't quite name.
I moved behind her eagerly and placed my hands on her full, round ass.
Then I aimed my rock-hard cock at her dripping wet pussy, rubbed against it a couple of times, and thrust in without hesitation.
"Mmm..." Hinata let out a muffled groan. Her waist instinctively pushed back, as if inviting me deeper.
My cock forced its way through her tight passage. Layer after layer of soft flesh clung tightly to me, giving me extreme pleasure.
Finally, I buried my entire length inside her, leaving no gap between us.
I took a deep breath and adjusted my position.
What followed was a fierce, storm-like thrusting.
I gripped Hinata's slim waist with both hands and pounded into her wildly.
Every thrust went balls-deep, slamming against her most sensitive spot.
Every withdrawal nearly pulled the head out before driving back in hard.
The loud "slap slap slap" of flesh against flesh filled the living room, mixed with wet sounds and Hinata's moans, creating a lewd symphony.
Hinata's plump ass jiggled nonstop in front of me. The combination of visual and audio stimulation made me even more aroused, and I thrust harder.
"Mom, your pussy is so tight... it feels so good squeezing me..." I panted.
Hinata bit her lip hard, trying not to make louder noises, but her body honestly matched my rhythm. She actively twisted her round ass, seeking more pleasure.
"Boruto... slower... I can't take it..." Hinata begged with difficulty, her voice carrying a seductive tone.
How could I stop?
Instead, I thrust even more fiercely.
Hinata's sensitive cervix was hit repeatedly. She soon reached climax. A rush of warm love juices surged out, but my cock blocked it inside her womb, causing her belly to bulge slightly.
I leaned over her, reaching around from behind to grab those full breasts. I kneaded them roughly, changing their shape in my hands.
Hinata completely lost control and cried out loudly, "Ahh... Boruto... you're so good... I'm going to die from your fucking..."
"Mom, am I better than Dad?" I asked while pounding her hard.
Hinata looked deeply ashamed. She wanted to deny it but couldn't give up the pleasure. "Don't mention Naruto... ah... you're my man now... my good son..."
Hearing those words filled me with excitement. My thrusts became even more aggressive. My cock stirred wildly inside her soaking pussy. Every movement brought out more juices, wetting both our private areas and thighs.
After hundreds of intense thrusts, I finally felt my climax approaching.
With a few final heavy strokes, I pressed deep against her cervix and released everything.
Hot cum flooded straight into her womb, pushing her to an even higher orgasm.
"Ah...!" Hinata threw her head back and screamed. Her eyes rolled back, her body convulsed violently, and drool leaked from the corner of her mouth.
I pulled out my softening cock. Hinata immediately lost support and collapsed weakly onto the floor.
I crouched down and spread her legs. Her pretty pink pussy was a complete mess. Thick white cum mixed with her juices slowly flowed out, sliding down her thighs.
"Mom," I called softly, "clean me up."
Still dazed, Hinata nodded subconsciously. She crawled over, opened her mouth, and gently took my spent cock inside. She licked and cleaned the mixture carefully.
Watching the usually gentle and graceful Hinata do something so lewd made my cock harden again quickly.
I pulled her into my arms and asked, "Can we keep going? We still have so many things we haven't tried yet."
Hinata looked up at me. Her eyes held both shyness and a hint of longing. "Boruto, I know I was wrong. We've already crossed too many lines. Now that you've recovered, let's stop here, okay?"
I said unwillingly, "But Mom... you clearly enjoyed it too..."
Hinata gently stroked my cheek and said softly, "Boruto, thank you for caring about me. But I am still your mother. We can't continue like this. Let's treat this as a one-time accident and keep it buried in our hearts forever, alright?"
Seeing the determination in Hinata's eyes, I knew it was impossible to continue.
I nodded reluctantly and helped her stand up.
She found her nightgown, put it on slowly, and finally left Himawari's room.
After watching Hinata leave, I looked at Himawari, who was still sound asleep.
This pure and innocent girl would probably never know that on this very place, her mother and the brother she loved the most had shared such a forbidden relationship.
-x-X-x-
Ever since that day, Hinata had become extremely distant toward me. To her, perhaps everything that happened was nothing more than an accident in her life, a nightmare that could never be accepted by the world.
Her coldness left me feeling deeply lonely.
During the day, we still acted like a normal mother and son in front of everyone, caring and considerate toward each other.
But as soon as night fell, she would hide in her room and shut me out.
At first, I felt truly depressed. Was everything good in my life about to slip away?
Was my blissful sex life already over? No! Absolutely not!
Just then, a brilliant idea flashed through my mind. It was bold and risky, but it would definitely solve the problem. I had no other choice but to go all in.
That night, I went into the bathroom to shower.
As usual, I deliberately left the door unlocked and turned on the shower, creating the illusion that I was washing up.
A moment later, the bathroom door was gently pushed open a crack.
A familiar figure quietly appeared, it was Hinata.
I pretended not to notice her and continued washing myself.
Hinata's gaze wandered over my body, her face showing a conflicted expression.
At that moment, the bathroom door opened again. A small figure slipped inside, it was Himawari.
My sister also pretended to enter by accident, but the moment she saw Hinata, her expression turned strange. Hinata looked panicked and wanted to flee, but her legs wouldn't move.
Seeing that the timing was perfect, I immediately turned off the shower. "Hinata? Himawari? What are you two doing here?"
Hinata's face turned bright red. She stammered, unable to speak. Himawari was the first to break the silence. "Big brother, Mom said she had something to talk to you about."
I smiled and asked, "Oh? What is it?"
Hinata finally gathered her courage and said softly, "I... I wanted to talk to you... about what happened that night.."
"Oh?" I pretended to be curious. "What happened that night? I only remember having a wonderful dream."
Hinata became even more embarrassed, her face flushing deep red.
I continued, "But if you really have something to say, why don't we sit down and talk properly? Himawari, you come too. Hinata has something to tell you as well."
Himawari agreed cheerfully. The three of us then moved to the living room and sat down.
Hinata looked uneasy and hesitant to speak.
Seeing this, I decided to be direct. "Mom, are you trying to say that we were all drunk that night, so we did those silly things?"
Hinata nodded quickly, then shook her head. "No, no, Boruto, you misunderstood. It was Mom who..."
I interrupted her. "It's fine, Mom. We all know it was a beautiful mistake. You might not believe it, but I think it was a gift from heaven."
Himawari said excitedly, "That's right! Big brother is correct! Mom, I'm really grateful for what happened that night. Now I can openly tell everyone that I love big brother the most in the world!"
Hinata stared at us siblings in shock, clearly not expecting this kind of reaction.
She froze for a moment, then said agitatedly, "No, Boruto, this can't happen. We are mother and son!"
I calmly countered, "Mom, since you still remember our relationship, you should also understand that we can't go back anymore. Instead of struggling in pain, why not face reality and enjoy the present?"
Himawari chimed in, "Yeah, Mom. I've noticed big brother has been in a bad mood lately. Only you can comfort him. And didn't we agree to keep this secret together? Now it's your turn, Mom."
Hinata stared blankly at us. The fear in her eyes gradually gave way to confusion and hesitation. I knew her heart was in turmoil.
At that moment, I felt something strange down below.
I looked down and saw that Himawari had quietly moved closer and was gently stroking my cock with her hand.
Hinata noticed too and widened her eyes in surprise.
I took the opportunity and said to Hinata, "See? Himawari has already accepted my love. Why can't we learn to accept each other? Just like I did for you before, now it's your turn to give back to me."
Hinata looked at us in disbelief, "You two.."
I went all out. Right in front of Hinata, I undid my pants and let my fully erect cock spring out into the air. Hinata gasped and instinctively closed her eyes, but she couldn't resist peeking through her fingers.
"Hinata," I called softly, "come touch it. Don't worry, I just took a shower."
Hinata's stiff body trembled slightly. She slowly stood up and walked closer with caution. The moment her fingers touched my shaft, I could feel her entire body shaking.
"Mmm... it's so hot.." Hinata murmured. "It's even thicker than last time.."
I smiled and said, "Yes. Ever since last time, it's been waiting eagerly to meet you again."
At the same time, Himawari was no longer satisfied with just touching over the pants. She pulled them open, fully exposing my thick cock to the air. Hinata gasped and stared at it intently.
"Mom," Himawari said innocently, "you told me before that this was a secret for adults. Now I understand. You should help big brother too, so we can stay together forever."
Hinata's reason told her to refuse, but her primal instincts drove her closer step by step.
When she finally made up her mind and reached out with trembling fingers to touch the tip, both Himawari and I let out pleased sighs.
"How does it feel?" I asked Hinata.
Hinata licked her lips shyly. "It's... so big... and so hot..."
"Touch it more," I coaxed gently. "It can get even bigger and thicker."
Under my guidance, Hinata gradually learned the basic techniques.
She wrapped her palm around the shaft and stroked it up and down slowly.
From time to time, she would rub the sensitive head with her thumb, sending shivers through me.
Himawari didn't want to be left out either. She moved to my side and sucked on my nipple with her clever tongue.
Under the double stimulation, I soon reached my peak.
To avoid making a mess on Hinata, I pulled out in time and shot all my thick white cum onto Himawari's face.
Hinata cried out in alarm and hurried to get some tissue. I stopped her. "Hinata, don't panic. This is a normal reaction. Just think of it as a special facial mask."
Himawari giggled and scraped the cum onto her fingers, licking it with delight. "It tastes amazing! Keep going, big brother! Do it again soon!"
Seeing them both immersed in it, my desire surged once more. This time, I decided to change positions.
"Hinata," I commanded, "kneel down facing me."
When Hinata obediently knelt in front of me, I felt an unprecedented sense of conquest. I cupped her face and said in the gentlest tone, "Open your mouth."
Hinata hesitated for a second, but eventually obeyed. I slowly pushed my hard cock into her mouth, going deep into her throat. Seeing the tears glistening at the corners of her eyes filled me with immense satisfaction.
"Good," I praised her. "That's it. Learn to relax your throat and take it all in."
Under my guidance, Hinata quickly adapted to the position.
I began thrusting slowly, going deeper each time.
Before long, she learned to swallow around me and use her throat to squeeze and massage my cock.
"Mom, your little mouth feels so good," I said sincerely. "You were born to please a man."
Hinata made muffled sounds in response, her hands unconsciously resting on my thighs.
Himawari crawled behind me and used her agile tongue to lick my ass.
Caught between pleasure in front and behind, I soon came again.
This time, I chose to release everything into Hinata's mouth.
After the last drop, I slowly pulled out my still-hard cock.
White cum flowed from her lips and dripped down the corners of her mouth.
I kindly offered her some tissue, but Hinata shook her head. She looked up at me with hazy eyes, then swallowed all the cum in her mouth.
Seeing this, my cock that had just finished nearly hardened again. No, I couldn't give up yet.
"Himawari," I called in a rough voice, "go to my room and bring my backpack. There's some new equipment I prepared for your mom inside."
My sister happily skipped away.
Soon, she returned carrying a black bag.
I opened it and proudly took out the "treasures" one by one: a string of pearls, two vibrating eggs, a bottle of lube, and a collar with bells.
"Do you like them, Mom?" I asked with a smile. "I prepared these especially for you. I hope we have fun tonight."
Hinata's face turned pale. She tried to back away, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into my arms.
I easily lifted her up and carried her toward my room.
Himawari followed closely behind, asking excitedly, "Big brother, can I play too?"
"Of course," I said. "As long as you're not afraid of my size."
We entered my room and closed the door.
I gently placed Hinata on the bed, then spread her legs into an M-shape.
She kept struggling the whole time, muttering, "No... Boruto... don't.."
I leaned down and gently bit her earlobe. "Don't worry, Mom. Once I've had enough of your taste, it'll be Himawari's turn."
Hinata's body stiffened noticeably at my words. I smiled and took out the lube, squeezing a large amount onto her tight anus. The cold sensation made her tremble nonstop.
"Don't be afraid, Mom," I comforted her. "Every girl needs to have this place developed. Since you want to be my woman, you have to give me everything."
With that, I pressed my large cockhead against her pink little rosebud. Hinata realized what was coming and her face filled with fear.
"Come on, Mom." I steeled myself and pushed in. "Bear with it for a bit. It'll feel good soon."
Hinata let out a miserable scream, her nails digging deep into my arm. The mix of pain and pleasure drove me forward. I pushed through the tight resistance and finally buried my entire cock deep into her virgin ass.
"Congratulations, Mom," I laughed. "Now you're a complete woman."
Without waiting for her to adjust, I started thrusting slowly.
The temperature inside her ass was noticeably higher than her pussy, and much tighter.
I could even feel her intestines rhythmically squeezing me, bringing incomparable pleasure.
"Ah... don't move... it hurts.." Hinata cried and begged. But as time passed, her voice gradually turned sweet, even carrying a trace of pleasure.
"Does it not hurt anymore?" I asked knowingly.
Hinata nodded in shame. "There's a strange feeling... it hurts but also feels numb.."
"That's pleasure," I explained. "Once you get used to it, it'll feel really good."
Sure enough, before long Hinata was fully immersed. She began twisting her waist actively to meet my thrusts.
I pulled off her top, letting her full breasts bounce free.
Under the light, those round, perky beauties glistened invitingly, her pink nipples standing proudly.
"Mom," I admired her perfect breasts almost reverently, "you really are a natural beauty. With these tits, this slim waist, and this fat ass, being your son is pure bliss!!! From now on, I'm going to fuck your plump ass every single day!!!"
"Don't... don't say that..." Hinata turned her head away in shame, but her stiff nipples betrayed her arousal.
I couldn't resist reaching out with both hands to grab those magnificent mounds.
Their incredible softness and elasticity melted in my palms, making me want to ravage them.
"Mom, your tits are amazing," I praised sincerely. "When Himawari grows up, I'm sure hers will be just as good."
Himawari had already stripped naked and moved closer to watch. Hearing me mention her, she asked curiously, "Really? Can my tits become as big and soft as Mom's?"
"Of course," I laughed. "You inherited all of Mom's best qualities. And at your age, I believe they'll be just as impressive."
Himawari beamed with joy, her eyes full of longing. I added, "But genetics alone aren't enough. You need to eat more papaya and massage them often to surpass Mom sooner."
Hinata's face turned as red as a tomato hearing our conversation.
But her current situation was a hundred times more embarrassing than ours combined.
In this position, her full breasts were right in front of her. Every powerful thrust from behind made them slap against her own face.
The loud "slap slap" sounds not only stimulated my senses but kept pushing her limits.
Finally, after one especially deep thrust into her ass, Hinata could no longer endure it. She cried out loudly, "No... don't do this... it's too shameful..."
I didn't stop. Instead, I thrust even harder.
Hinata's plump breasts bounced wildly, occasionally smacking against her lips.
She stared in horror, letting out incoherent screams.
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At that moment, I noticed a figure reflected on the bedroom door. I paused my movements and asked, "Who's outside?"
Naruto's voice came from the other side. "Boruto, Dad's back. Are you home?"
The sudden interruption made Hinata freeze instantly. She even held her breath.
I grinned wickedly and pulled her up while keeping us joined together. Slowly, I walked toward the door.
Hinata struggled desperately to escape, but with me still deep inside her, she couldn't move at all.
"Dad, you're back really early tonight. I'm going to sleep with Hinata," I said as I opened the door.
Naruto stood outside with a puzzled look on his face.
The moment he saw our current position, his expression froze completely.
Hinata let out a sharp cry and frantically covered her face with both hands.
I, however, shamelessly held her plump ass and continued thrusting right in front of Naruto.
"Boruto, you two... what are you doing?" Naruto asked with great difficulty. His voice was filled with shock and confusion.
I smiled and replied, "Nothing much. We're just practicing some necessary sexual knowledge. Mom agreed to be my teacher and show me the skills I'll need when I grow up."
Naruto stared at Hinata's bouncing breasts and her ecstatic expression. It seemed like he finally understood.
"No... Boruto... don't..." Hinata shook her head desperately, but she couldn't stop me from pounding deep inside her.
I deliberately turned Hinata's body toward Naruto, giving him a full view of her perfect curves.
Hinata turned her head away in shame as tears streamed down her face.
Yet at the same time, her body betrayed her will and kept climaxing over and over.
"Dad, look," I said. "Mom is such a great teacher. She can get this excited even in front of you. She's definitely more than qualified to teach me about sex."
Naruto tried to control his expression, but his eyes stayed locked on Hinata's spasming pussy.
I purposely sped up my thrusts, making Hinata moan louder and louder.
Gradually, I noticed Naruto's pants starting to bulge.
"Dad, why are you getting hard?" I asked on purpose. "Do you think Mom is really beautiful too?"
Naruto awkwardly looked away. "No... I just..."
"It's okay, Dad," I said. "You can watch if you want. Mom won't mind."
With that, I carried Hinata toward the living room.
All the way there, her full breasts kept jiggling, and drops of sweat and love juices fell onto the floor.
Naruto followed closely behind us, his eyes never leaving Hinata.
I placed Hinata on the sofa, spread her legs wide, and aimed her toward Naruto. "Come on, Dad," I said. "You'll see everything more clearly up close."
Naruto swallowed hard and slowly stepped forward.
His eyes were glued to Hinata's dripping wet pussy, as if he wanted to memorize every single detail.
Hinata had already lost the ability to think. She could only instinctively meet my thrusts and let out sweet, lewd moans.
"Dad, can you see Mom's beautiful pussy?" I asked deliberately. "It's so warm and tight inside, absolute perfection."
Naruto nodded, staring without blinking.
I increased my pace even more. Hinata arched her back and convulsed violently.
A large gush of clear love juice sprayed out, soaking the front of Naruto's shirt.
He staggered back a step but kept staring at Hinata with fascination.
I chuckled softly and switched positions so Hinata was riding me face-to-face. This way, Naruto could see everything clearly. Hinata was mortified, but she had no choice but to go along with it.
"Dad, watch carefully how Mom swallows my cock," I teased him.
Naruto stared fixedly at the point where we were joined, not blinking once.
I began thrusting rapidly, almost pulling out completely each time before burying myself fully inside her again.
Hinata quickly lost her mind from the pleasure. She could only twist her waist desperately, begging for more.
"Ah... it feels so good... Boruto, my husband... I'm going to die..." Hinata babbled incoherently.
Naruto finally couldn't resist anymore. He reached out and gently cupped Hinata's swaying breasts.
At that moment, both Hinata and I were stunned.
But seeing the obsession and desire in Naruto's eyes, Hinata seemed to find some comfort. She even leaned closer on her own.
"Naruto... touch me..." Hinata said hoarsely.
Naruto's hands immediately tightened, squeezing and playing with her full breasts. Watching this lewd scene unfold before me, I felt myself reaching my limit.
"Mom, I'm about to cum," I growled. "Dad, do you want to taste Hinata?"
At the moment of climax, I quickly pulled out and aimed at Hinata's face and Naruto. Thick white cum spurted out. Some landed on Naruto's face, while the rest shot into Hinata's mouth.
After the last drop, I laughed lightly. "This training session was really perfect. Mom, we'll continue next time."
Hinata gave me a weak glare, but I could see hidden joy in her eyes. Naruto looked dazed, as if he still hadn't recovered from what he had just witnessed.
Hinata and I shared a smile and went to clean up, leaving Naruto alone to quietly savor the scent we had left behind.
After that night, our lives changed a lot.
Hinata and I became even closer, often having "private lessons."
Naruto seemed to notice our interactions. He started coming home very late, using work as an excuse.
I guessed he found it hard to face the relationship between the three of us, but he also couldn't confront his wife and children directly.
That suited me perfectly. I could meet with Hinata more often.
As for Himawari, the three of us had already seen everything. There was no more need to hide.
Sometimes we would openly flirt even when Naruto was present. Although he didn't join in, he never stopped us either.
One morning, Naruto said he would be working late again. The atmosphere at home with just me, Hinata, and Himawari felt a bit awkward.
"Hinata," I said, "how about we follow the usual routine?"
Hinata's face turned red instantly. "Wh-what usual routine?"
"You teaching me 'physiology knowledge, of course," I said confidently.
Hinata glanced at Himawari, then at me, and finally nodded.
"Let's start now then." I quickly took off my pants and sat on the sofa. "Himawari, use your mouth to clean me first."
My sister obediently knelt in front of me and took my half-hard cock into her mouth. I sighed comfortably and turned to Hinata. "Mom, come over too and teach Himawari the right way."
Hinata walked over with a flushed face and gently stroked the back of Himawari's head. "Slower... don't rush... first use your tongue to lick everything clean..."
Himawari's movements gradually improved, and I grew fully hard.
Seeing this, Hinata joined in. She leaned closer and licked from my balls all the way up to the tip.
The tingling sensation made me gasp.
"Mom, you try too," I said, holding her cheek.
She hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered her head and kissed the tip gently. Just when I thought she would pull away, she suddenly extended her tongue and licked along my shaft.
"Wow, Mom, you're so good!" Himawari said enviously. "How did you learn so fast?"
Hinata's face grew even redder, but she continued sucking my cock with effort.
Himawari refused to be outdone. The two of them took turns, making wet, slurping sounds around me.
"Big brother is so amazing..." Himawari said dreamily while staring at my cock. "I knew big brother loves us the most."
"Of course," I replied. "Mom is the person I love most, and Himawari is my favorite little sister."
Himawari's eyes narrowed happily. At that moment, I had an interesting idea.
"Mom," I said with a smile, "I want to try something different."
Without waiting for her reply, I picked up Himawari and carried her to the dining table. Hinata watched in confusion. I placed Himawari on the table, adjusted her position, and laid her down.
"Big brother? What are you doing?" Himawari asked, a little scared.
"Don't be afraid," I said. "Big brother is going to teach you a new game."
I motioned for Hinata to come over and hold Himawari's head, aiming it at her open mouth.
Then I did something that shocked even Hinata, I started urinating straight into Himawari's open mouth!
Golden liquid sprayed from my tip and accurately shot into Himawari's mouth. She was startled at first but soon accepted it, swallowing my "holy water" with effort.
"Mmm... so much... it tastes good..." Himawari mumbled.
I peed slowly on purpose so Hinata could see everything clearly. Her expression was shocked, but I could also see a faint trace of eagerness.
After finishing, I shook my cock lightly, letting the last drops fall into Himawari's mouth.
Then I gently tapped Hinata's lips with my cock and stirred it inside Himawari's mouth, enjoying the lewd sight.
"Big brother... you're so perverted..." Himawari said dazedly. "But... I really like it..."
"That's good," I replied. "Big brother has many more fun ways I haven't shown you yet."
Hinata seemed to understand my intention now. She licked her lips shyly.
"Mom, you should try it too," I said. "I believe you'll do great."
A mix of desire and hesitation appeared on Hinata's face. But under my expectant gaze and Himawari's enthusiastic eyes, she finally licked her lips and slowly leaned toward my cock.
"Shh..." I encouraged her softly.
Mom carefully opened her mouth and aimed at my tip. I was extremely excited and relaxed my bladder a little.
"Splaaaash!"
Pale yellow liquid gushed out, all shooting into Hinata's mouth.
Caught off guard, she instinctively tried to pull back, but I held her head firmly in place.
Some of the liquid overflowed from the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her chest.
After I squeezed out the last drops, Hinata finally breathed a sigh of relief. She tried to stand, but I stopped her. "Wait, Mom. You still have work to do."
Hinata looked at me in confusion. I pointed at the corners of her mouth. "Lick those clean. Don't waste any."
She finally understood and blushed even harder.
But perhaps because she had already swallowed my cum before, she didn't resist as much this time.
She lowered her head and carefully licked the urine from the corners of her mouth with her tongue.
I watched with great interest, my cock hardening again.
"Mom, you're so obedient," I said. "From now on, you and your sister will be my personal cum toilets."
Himawari's eyes lit up at those words, as if she wanted to try more. Hinata quickly tried to stop her. "Himawari, you're still too young... wait until you're older."
I chimed in, "Yeah, once you're an adult, we can play even more interesting games together."
Himawari pouted in disappointment but didn't insist. I took the chance to suggest, "Since everyone is so happy today, how about we take a family photo?"
Before they could reply, I ran to get the camera. I pointed it at Himawari sitting on the dining table and Hinata kneeling on the floor, then pressed the shutter.
In the picture, I stood to the side with my hands on my hips, smiling and saying "Cheese!" Himawari was lying on the table in her school uniform, holding up a glass of juice with a sweet smile. Hinata knelt on the ground, cupping her breasts. Her expression was a mix of shyness and anticipation.
Our lower bodies were completely exposed. My cock stood proudly, while Hinata's pussy was slightly open and dripping with juices.
After taking the photo, I printed it out, framed it, and placed it in a prominent spot in the living room.
Every time we came home and opened the door, seeing this "family photo" became our unspoken signal.
Whenever Dad wasn't home, we would fully enjoy our secret paradise that only the three of us knew about.
One time, Naruto came home much earlier than expected.
We didn't have time to clean up before he pushed the door open.
The three of us quickly straightened our clothes and tried to act normal.
Naruto looked around suspiciously, his eyes eventually landing on the photo.
"What is this?" he asked, pointing at it.
I quickly explained, "Oh, that? It's homework assigned by the school."
Naruto frowned. "But this clearly looks like.."
At that moment, Hinata spoke up. "Actually, it's a creative project for our art class.
The teacher asked us to take a series of daily life photos."
Naruto stared at Hinata for a while, his expression complicated. "Is that so?"
"Yes, yes!" Himawari quickly added. "Dad, you came home really early today!"
Naruto reluctantly accepted the explanation...
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