Decisions

Knock. Knock.

"..." Naruto waited a minute for a reply but none came beyond quite shuffling noises. His head pounded and his body ached in memory of his drinking match with Chojuro so he had no issues waiting for his wife to answer the door.

Knock. One would be plenty, and his head couldn't take the wooden rapping again. It penetrated his ear in a horrible painful way.

"Hina, are you up? I think I lost my wallet..." Naruto called through the door and waited once more to no success. Hinata was likely asleep still or maybe in the shower. From what he could remember, they'd stayed at the party for a long time and she was probably knocked out. He gripped the door knob then and announced his entry. "I'm coming in…"

The blonde stepped into the master bedroom and was pleasantly surprised to find it tidy and fresh smelling. The bed was done and the waste basket was empty. His wife had to be awake then. Naruto pottered slowly across the room, passing the large, open window and appreciating the clean air it allowed in, before settling at the en-suite bathroom door.

"Hinata?" His voice came out croaky, the liquor from the night before taking its toll. If he was honest, he'd rather just crawl into bed and fall asleep but he knew that Hinata would be pissed off at him if he didn't pretend to check in with her first. The blonde gripped the door handle and poked his head in to find his stunning wife staring at herself in the mirror wearing only her bathrobe. "You okay, honey?"

"I'm fine, Naruto." She replied and the blonde nodded at her. He failed to notice her pursed lips or tight tone at all and promptly excused himself having received her unsaid approval.

"That's good. My head is killing me so I'll skip breakfast…"

"..." Hinata didn't reply, her focus on the mirror as she applied some kind of cream onto her face, but that was enough for Naruto. The husband extracted himself, closing the bathroom door behind him, and fell unceremoniously onto the comfy bed.

~oOo~

Sarada chuckled at his passing joke and Bolt continued to riff on it, making little puns and such that she ate up. She hugged his left arm tighter and leaned her head against his shoulder as she giggled animatedly while they sat together on the couch with a movie playing in the background. In front of them was a loose spread of snacks, though they'd gone untouched by Sarada who was 'watching her weight', provided by the only other person in the room.

As Sarada slowed her laughter to plant a series of cute kisses at his cheek, Bolt found his eyes on that third person, his focus stolen by his sultry mom and her disapproving gaze. Naruto had saved him from the initial confrontation by knocking on the bedroom door at the perfect moment, but it wasn't as if that fixed the situation. Ultimately, Bolt had successfully hidden the events of last night, his fiancee had promptly invited herself over and his mom hated that.

She sat to the left of them, behind Sarada given the way the girl angled her body to face Bolt, and it let Bolt see for the first time just how obvious her disdain for the raven-haired teen was. Hinata actively scowled and rolled her eyes as his fiancee kissed him and whispered in his ear. It was only when Sarada's hand fell to his thigh that things turned up a notch though.

Bolt turned to his partner and smirked a little at her openness, taking in her cute face for a moment before dropping lower to her slight chest. His hand came down on top of hers and brushed her fingers softly, earning a quite mewl of contentment, as she nuzzled into his neck. Yesterday, he might have found himself a little turned on in such a moment, excited at the prospect of her being horny. Instead, Bolt found his mouth gaping at the sight of Hinata's huge titties.

Their eyes locked, azure on lilac, and his milf mom 'adjusted' her top. A flattering tank top with a scooped neck that, pushed by her bust, normally showed a slight amount of tit flesh. It was yanked down to expose an obscene amount of pale, white cleavage, a canyon that he could only imagine dipping his tongue into. Fuck, they were big. Bolt found himself craning his neck, as Sarada got comfortable against his chest, his head arching to get a better view of those mouth-watering breasts when Hinata turned to the TV pointedly.

She'd all but winked at him and the blonde teen found his cock twitching in excitement at that.

She didn't like Sarada but this was more than that. It was a remnant of their insane morning and, he supposed, their more insane night. Bolt wracked his brain for a moment, trying to understand what might have prompted her to act that way when his fiancee mumbled softly.

"Hmm… mwah." Sarada gave him a brief peck on the lips and suddenly Bolt was transported to the feeling of Hinata's plump, pouty lips crushing against his with a violent intensity. That kiss had come after everything, after they'd covered every bit of their 'mistake' up. The teen found himself wondering then, as he pushed Sarada down into his chest and stared at his erotic mom with a semihard cock and simmering balls, if it had been a mistake.

~oOo~

"Okay, I'll see you later…" Sarada lingered a little, holding onto his hands as she slowly pulled away at the doorway. "Mwah!" She jumped back in for another quick kiss and hugged him tight before spinning away with a grin on her lips.

"Go on, get out of here, haha." Bolt laughed, waving her goodbye finally. "And tell your mom I said 'Hi'."

His fiancee nodded, looking satisfied with the hours they'd spent together although she'd spent a fair bit of that time snoozing against him on the couch and finally left. Bolt eventually closed the door, sure that she'd left the vicinity, and turned to Hinata standing a few metres behind.

"Have you noticed that she chews with her mouth open?" Bolt grit his teeth and closed the gap between them. "Like a cow."

"Yeah." Bolt pounced.

"Mmmh!"

"Ahmphh!"

Their lips crashed together sloppily with hot, sizzling energy exploding from inside of him as he felt the lewd contact with Hinata.

"Ahh~!"

"Hmmphh!"

They moaned together as she twisted her head to accommodate him, as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, as she threw her hands up and intertwined them in his soft hair. Hinata sucked at his bottom lip when they broke for a breath and they stared at each other heatedly before he leaned back in and slipped his tongue into her mouth.

"Ugh…"

"Ahhmm~"

Her moans were so sexy he wondered how he'd forgotten them from the night and subconsciously he willed himself to entice all kinds of noises from her going forwards. Their kiss turned more erotic, spit swapping back and forth, tongues writhing and tasting, lips sucking as their hands grew busier too.

Hinata gripped his hand firmly with one hand while the other roamed his wide, powerful back and he equally wrapped her up tight with one hand crushing their bodies together while the other slithered down to cup her massive booty. The jiggly flesh melted in his hand and he set about trying to squeeze as much as he could get in his comparatively small hand.

"Fuck…" He hissed as her tongue rolled around his before she sucked on his wet muscle, releasing with a loud pop. She felt incredible against him and in his hands, her supple body melding into his and driving blood to his cock at a terrifying pace. Within seconds, it was rock hard and tenting his grey sweatpants obscenely to poke at her stomach.

"Ahh baby…" His mom whispered breathily, her pale skin turning a faint pink in a showcase of her own excitement as she began to rock her hips against him. They both knew what they wanted and it didn't matter that this time they were sober, or that Sarada has just been with them two minutes ago.

"Turn around." Bolt quickly got out before flipping her. She'd opted for yoga pants and a tank top, as if she couldn't look any more of a milf, but he wasn't about to complain. "Ugh…"

"Hmmm~!" The navy-haired mom cooed appreciatively as he circled her waist and planted her ass directly on top of his throbbing cock. Bolt bit back a throaty groan at the feeling of her fat peach squishing his crotch in soft flesh but it was difficult as she moved her hands behind her to caress him further. One delicate hand rounded him to grope his ass while the other removed one of his hands from her waist to drag it up to her big juicy boobs.

"Kiss me, baby!" She moaned lewdly as she threw her head back onto his shoulder. Bolt accepted her request, making sure to paw hungrily at her clothed chest as he leaned over her shoulder to take her lips again.

"Mmph~!"

"Mffhh~!"

~oOo~

Hinata's lips failed her for a moment, lolling open and leaving her sexy partner to slap her tongue around easily as she shivered from the sensation of rigid dick between on her ass. The smell of his cologne, the feel of his fingers groping her tits and the filthy way he kissed her were all better than she could have ever imagined. Still, it was all trumped by the way he ground his hips against her.

"Ohh, Bolt~!" Hinata moaned his name as she'd done so many times in her dreams since he'd turned 18 and it felt right. His tongue muting her from saying anymore felt right. Rolling her hips back onto his long, hard cock felt right. If this moment never ended, she'd be happy with that. But, it seemed her stud son was keen to make it even better.

"Holy shit, you feel incredible…" He released her lips and their faces remained connected at the cheek as they grinded against each other. "Do you like how that feels?"

"Motherfucker…" Hinata shuddered in delight, his voice was right in her ear and he leaned back to lick her ear and jaw lewdly.

"That's the plan…" His words sent her body into overdrive and her nippled throbbed desperately. Unwilling to wait, Hinata guided his hand once more, this time intending to shove it underneath her tank top and bra to the soft globes of flesh that waited beneath but he stopped her, his strength refusing her as she squeezed his firm ass hungrily.

No, her stupidly sexy, hung son did one better. He coolly rubbed and groped her tits for a second before running his fingertip down her stomach and dipping into the band of her yoga pants. Her movement ceased for a second, unsure if all her fantasies were truly coming to fruition so suddenly, cursing herself for waiting any longer than his 18th birthday and excited for what was to come, and then he was inside of her.

"Ohhh… fuckkkkk~!" She almost screamed as her hot, wet pussy finally got the attention it deserved. With her juices lubricating him entirely, Hinata's horny body accepted his long finger immediately and sucked him in before clamping down on him.

"Damn you're so tight…" He sucked on her earlobe and then kissed the back of her neck but it was hard to focus on anything else. Hinata's head fell as she stared in raw amazement at the sight of his hand between her legs. The stretchy material of her yoga pants allowed him to move easily as he flexed his finger, curling it in and out of her with the ease of a lifetime lover.

"Ugh… Yes baby, that's good… Play with my pussy… uh huh…" The violet-eyed milf gushed at his attention and felt her thighs quake as a familiar warmth began building inside of her. This time it was different though. Unlike when she made do with Naruto or when she used her toys, this was intense. It was mind-numbing. For all she'd wanted him, Hinata had never thought about how good it would feel to finally get him.

~oOo~

"You like that?" Bolt smirked, more in awe than anything, and revelled in the sultry moan of agreement he received in return. His mom was unbelievable. She wasn't just sexy as hell, no, she was also blessed with the best pussy he'd ever gotten his fingers inside of. His cock roared at him at that realisation, demanding that he unsheath it and pump it deep inside of her wet, sucking hole. But he resisted. On a base level, he knew that it was wrong what they were doing. They were mom and son. She was married and he'd just gotten engaged. It was completely and utterly fucked up if he acted anymore.

"Get your dick out, baby..."

"Yeah." Bolt shifted his body so he wasn't directly behind her but slightly to the side and before he could even help, Hinata reached back and to pull his shaft out. "Ugghh…"

"Ohn fuck~!" The milf moaned deeply as she wrapped her fingers around his bloated rod. Bolt couldn't help but moan too, his body overheated by the foreplay that had been going on and the lack of attention he'd been getting. He wouldn't complain about having two rounded asscheeks grinding on him of course but he admitted that he wanted more that to just dry fuck Hinata. "Let me help you, baby…"

"Hnngh…!" Bolt groaned in her ear as she began dragging her fingers up and down his pulsing shaft, his hands attempting to remain active as he drowned in the feel of her body and her attention.

~oOo~

"Fuck, you're even bigger than I thought…" Hinata huffed with heated breaths escaping her full lips. Bolt seemed to like that and he squeezed his arm around her waist tighter as she worked him over. The two of them stood in the living room, Bolt with his cock thrust out to her side with his sweatpants only barely out of the way, as they mutually masturbated.

He'd been so fucking horny with Sarada around, adjusting his crotch every two minutesand so obviously staring at her. Hinata loved it and had gotten so damn worked up that she would have jumped him later if he hadn't acted. As things stood though, she was obsessed.

"Tell me how big you are…" Hinata gasped. Her fingers were unable to wrap around his girth, the thick veins supplying his fat cock pulsed in her hands and she appreciated that he kept himself cleanly shaven. She hated that about Naruto.

"8…" Bolt panted slightly too but it seemed that her filthy question powered both of them up and suddenly he was pumping her cunt with two long fingers. "8 inches…"

"Ahhnn~! Ohhmmgod…" Her words slurred and she bit her lip more out of habit that fear. Naruto was fast asleep and if she was being honest, she wouldn't stop even if he caught them now. She moved up and down the thick length, caressing and squeezing and twisting as his precum oozed and coated her hand. "You're so big…"

Bolt grunted at her compliment and adapted a pace that set them on the road to finishing she knew. He'd been attending to her for ten minutes now and with how lewd the situation was, she was surprised she'd even lasted that long. She clenched up around his fingers and Bolt seemed to sense her arrival and so he released her waist to reach up for her chest.

~oOo~

Bolt's cock twitched demandingly as Hinata worked him up and down expertly. Her technique wasn't dulled by years of marriage, in fact, she was better than any girl he'd been with before, jacking him off almost as well as he could himself. She was certainly going to get him to cum faster though as she pushed her hips back into him as he groped her massive titties and fingered her slipper sex.

"Ahhhnnn~!" She screamed for the first time, her entire body tensing up, as her pussy sealed up around his fingers. Somewhere, he knew his dad was asleep but it made little difference when given the option of seeing his milf mom this way, and so Bolt curled his fingers inside of her to accentuate her moment. "Oh, oh, oh! I'm gonna cum, baby! I'm cumming on your amazing fingers!"

For a second, Bolt lamented the loss of the chance to see her body and the chance to touch her naked breasts but he knew that this was better for her and he was quickly overcome with pride and arrogance as she quivered around him and collapsed in a ball of sexual euphoria.

"Hnnnghhh…" The navy-haired beauty shuddered slowly as her pussy spasmed and squeezed, trying desperately to push his fingers out while at the same time relishing their presence. He couldn't see her face but the teen could guess how hot and satisfied she likely looked in that moment.

~oOo~

Hinata blinked heavily as she finally saw the end of her orgasm, the waves of climax easing finally when Bolt slipped out of her cunt. Her mind was broken. Well, she admitted, it had been broken a long time ago but this had surpassed all expectations she had of her son. He was amazing and she could only imagine how good he'd be at sex. How well he'd plow her tight pussy. How hard he'd make her cum.

Her mind orientated itself and her willpower flared. It was all the more reason she needed to pull him away from the bitch. Sarada Uchiha was a pathetic, ugly girl who didn't deserve her son, let alone her son when he knew his way around a woman's body so well.

Hinata bit her bottom lip and turned over her shoulder to face the stud.

"Can't blame that on being drunk…" Bolt smirked at her comment. Smirked. Fuck, he was hot.

"No…" She was about to speak when he continued. "But, I'm pretty hungover. I don't know about you but I do the craziest things when I'm hungover…"

Hinata stared up at him in amazement, their hot bodies still connected, and latched onto the rope he was offering. The kind of filthy, depraved play he wanted to go with.

"Oh right, I'm the same. It's not really wrong if we're hungover. As long as we keep this between us…" The violet-eyed babe offered.

"Yeah… This is just a crazy accident. I'd never cheat on Sarada like that." Bolt replied and then leaned in. Hinata's body flared up again, despite the ferocity of her climax, but she rose to her tiptoes for only a brief kiss. Their lips moulded together with a glimpse of tongue before they split with a band of spit connecting them.

"I'll just…" Hinata looked down at the rock hard dick leaking precum next to her hips and caught a dripping bubble of it, smearing it back onto his bulbous cockhead. His cock had a perfect shape and for the first time she paid attention to his large, no-doubt cum filled balls.

"Hmm…" Bolt's hands took her waist, holding her possessively as they both watched her work with baited breath. He wouldn't last long, she knew that given how angry his cock looked but he'd lasted such a long time already that she wanted to give him a finish he'd never forget.

"I can't believe you were packing such a big fucking dick…" Hinata traced her fingertips briefly across the entire length, from tip to base and then gripped him there. She wrapped her fingers at his root and then pushed up all the way in a slow motion to extract copious amounts of precum at the slit. "Are you going to cum soon?"

"Uggh… Yeah, mom… I'm pretty close." His throaty groan was so fucking hot but she continued as planned. The extracted precum was scooped up in her fingers and she made a show of wiping it into his shaft once more.

"Oh, looks like we don't have any more lube, and your cock is so long and thick that I barely covered it." Hinata feigned confusion and felt Bolt's grip on her waist tighten in anticipation but she wouldn't do what he expected. No, he needed pushing a bit to realise that she was what he really wanted. When he cast the whore aside, then, she'd give him everything but until then.

"Ahh…" She unhinged her jaw and drooled into her palm in a lewd display before spitting directly into it. The clear liquid mixed with the remnants of precum in her hand and made for a decent amount of lube. Enough for her to get him off for sure, but something in her told her to give him more. To show him just how filthy she could be.

"..." In silence, she moved her palm towards his chest and then stared up at him with a sultry, awaiting gaze.

"..." Locking eyes for a moment, Bolt understood and pooled his saliva before spitting into her hand, crafting a lewd concoction within her palm.

"...fuck…" Hinata whispered, expecting it from him of course but still so turned on to see and feel him do it. "Here, baby…"

Being careful not to spill a drop, the busty woman drizzled the bubbly spit over eight inches of hard dick and then, as it began to slip off, wrapped her hand around the shaft and began to pump furiously. The training she'd gone through when she was younger served to give her the strength to stroke back and forth and back and forth while twisting and squeezing around his huge cockhead often.

"Ahh, fuck! Mom~!" Bolt groaned guttarly at her attention, his body flexing and causing his cock to pulse deliciously. With her attention now solely on giving him pleasure, Hinata noticed the smell of him, the manly musk of his dick and precum, combining with his spit and hers to create a scent unique to them that smelled like heaven. It was strong and they'd likely need to be wary of it if Naruto woke but to her it was pure pheremones and sex. It was almost enough to trigger a small post-orgasm in her.

"Come on baby, look at how I'm stroking your dick… Do you like it when I rub it like this?" Hinata made her voice as breathy as possible and Bolt responded to her words by circling her waist to wrap his arms around her fully.

"Yeah.. fuck, that's really good Mom…" His breathing was short and his thick eight inches had swelled cartoonishly in clear indication that he was about to cum. Hinata relented then and maintained her pace with extra attention on his sensitive glans. Within a few moments, he squeezed her tight, his cock flexed and his balls clenched. Then, he was cumming.

"Ugghhh!"

"Cum, Bolt. Cum…" Hinata kissed his cheek and jaw and neck, her silky hair brushing his skin as she slowed her strokes to match the timing of his spurts. One, two, three. Kiss, Four, five, six. Kiss, kiss, kiss. Seven and eight. Fuck, he was unbelievably sexy. "You got it everywhere…"

~oOo~

"Hah…" Bolt stared down at the mess he'd made, panting softly. With his lewd mom caressing his spent shaft, her lips pressing against his neck, he looked on at the spew of semen he'd released. In the best orgasm of his conscious life, he'd exploded a huge amount of cum all over the couch next to them and was currently dripping slowly from his cockhead. Hinata's hand was covered too and he flashed back to the morning as a result of that familiarity.

Brief splinters of pleasure caught him as his milf partner played lazily with his deflated dick and it all served as a reality check. He'd gotten carried away, wrapped up in the delirium of Hinata's body and words, and it was showing. The massive lines of jizz glistened at him against the dark couch as if taunting him about his indiscretions. His head naturally turned towards the entrance to the living room but before he could really worry, the sexiest woman he knew spoke up.

"Don't worry about it. If your dad is awake, I'll just tell him that we were watching a movie…" Bolt looked back over to his mom, noting her half-lidded eyes and her pouty, slightly bruised lips. Had he done that?

"Watching porn together?" The blonde eased his grip on her waist.

"Hah…" She laughed, finally releasing his dick. "I can if you want. He'll be fine with whatever I tell him anyways but I was thinking more like a romcom that got a bit steamy…"

"Damn… It's hot to hear you say that…" Bolt admitted openly. Something about that nonchalance activated a primal feeling in him. He ran his hands across her form, sliding from her waist to her thick ass for a moment before stepping back.

"Well, I think I'd better get back upstairs. I need to shower again to get all your cum off…" Hinata looked up at him with a gaze he'd never quite seen before and the teen found himself having to remind himself that this was a crazy one-off. A day that wouldn't repeat but one that he'd never be able to forget.

"Right, yeah… I'd better clean this up anyway…" He gestured to the load of hardening semen.

"Yeah, it's a shame you're with Sarada really. Otherwise, you could have put all that hot cum on my tits and there'd be no clean up needed…" Hinata smiled innocently, as if her words hadn't been the hottest fucking thing he'd ever heard, and then she was walking away from him with her fat, rounded cheeks bouncing sexily as he stared on.

Slap.

Bolt shook his head and followed the first slap with a series of smaller ones to his cheek as he jolted his mind. Right. He was newly engaged.