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            “B-Baa-chan?!”

            “I guess she did try to use you up.  She’s certainly matured.”  Tsunade gave her ward a thoughtful glance.  Then her honey-brown eyes returned to her jabbering playmate, and she was smirking again.  “But she still has a way to go if she can’t see through an act.  Mmm.”  She groaned, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply through her nostrils.  When they reopened, the brown seemed steeped in sinful desire.  “And she should have known the scent of such pure, rich seed…  Heh, especially from an Uzumaki…”

            “Wha-What?!  What do you mean?!”  Naruto looked over to Jiraiya, making sure he at least was asleep.  If he was pretending, he was very committed.  He was rotating now, slantways on the bedding, his legs pointing at Naruto.

            The boy went on, worried that his little dick – now hard between her fingers and twitching madly – was going to go off without the provocations that Shizune-san had put forth.  “You were pretending?!  Why?!”

            Tsunade’s eyelids drooped something, as if the question knocked her out of the moment and into some far-off memory.  A pleading moan made its way past her lips as she observed him.  A hand slowly made its way from his boyhood and stretched up to stroke his cheek.  Her smooth fingernails dragging back against his face sent a very vibrant tingle to his gut and made his balls engorge.

            “You look so much like him,” she whispered, and her breath carried up to his nostrils.

            Wow…  She must’ve drunk twice as much as Ero-Sennin, and the influence was still with her.  It must have been a perk of her age-manipulation; slowing her metabolism or something random to explain it and stuff.

            “S-So much like who?”  But he wasn’t going to get an answer, as her focus had returned to cajoling his stiff prick, pinching at its base to keep it standing straight up, circling the layer of foreskin that had yet to entire recede from his tip and expose the glands.

            She chuckled, more like a giggle, as she contemplated the small organ flexing beneath her.  She was almost like a girl at play but for the lecherous overcast and the impossible-to-ignore knockers that rested between Naruto’s open legs.  “It looks so cute,” she partly slurred, now directly peeling back the foreskin to show the fullness of the enflamed head.  “Just like I remember.  Hmm~”  Her lips lowered to nuzzle her smile against in, breathing in the lingering scent of Shizune’s interfering run.  He still tasted of it, the rich flavor of prime semen, but she didn’t imbibe just yet.  The process of enjoying chastity came with patience.

            With the penis leaning against her face, her hands spread over his hips and upper thighs, pressing back the obstructive robes for her to experience more of his youthful body.  How Shizune had tried so hard to interfere, knowing that the drink brought out her master’s predatory predilections for the young and innocent.  She’d been successful mostly, though she hadn’t caught up to speed of this problem until catching Tsunade – two occasions – drunk and whisking a hapless boy with big eyes and wild hair in private corners, kissing and groping them.  Since then, Shizune stayed on guard whenever alcohol was involved.

            But she should have been even more cautious, now traveling with a boy with the particulars that Tsunade most admired.  And finally getting him undressed…

            She chortled in her throat, looking up at Naruto.  His head was lifted to gawk down at her.  She had merely touched him, but his chest was heaving like mad, and she spotted the involuntary twitches and tics of an overstimulated system.  If he wasn’t careful – and she audaciously flicked his dick with a finger to this thought – he’d erupt before she could have any real fun.

            She gave it a kiss, and Naruto yowled in surprise.  He had more or less missed the spectacle of Shizune guzzling down his load, too overwhelmed by his own pleasure to see beyond the popping whites in his vision, so seeing Tsunade’s lips part for her tongue to swish against his privates elicited a call of concern.  Was she too drunk to realize it?  If so, she snickered delightedly and licked again before preening it with separating rubs from her thumbs.  Her methods were more practiced and confident compared to Shizune’s bumbling fingers.  In no time, she was procuring spittle from his opening with a light clouding of previously-released sperm.

            Tsunade cocked her head to one side, admiring it, taking a chance of stretching out the sticky fluid.  “It’s so small,” she mused.

            And with a bit of animosity to his size – still shortest on his team – Naruto puffed out his bottom lip.  He wasn’t sure why he should care so much about the size of that general area – It had never concerned him before beyond the nice, uncomfortable feeling when it got hard looking at girls in magazines. – but he griped back at her, “I’ll get bigger.”

            Tsunade’s face dipped slightly with that shrewd smirk.  “Not for a while, I hope,” she purred, and then took him in her mouth.  All the way in; no pause, and with a surplus of saliva to wash over him.  And the second she was locked on him, her eyes rolled toward the back of her head, a moan vibrating from her throat.  It had been so long.  Naruto had seized up immediately, hands snapping down on his bedding, fists wrenching at the cloth, his spine arching upward as his hips went to attention.  He hardly stayed conscious to his volume; only Ton-Ton stirred to his initial, loud utterance, but she looked over, huffed, and then set her head back down upon Shizune’s sternum.  She was no tattler.

            Carefully, Tsunade began to bob her head; small strokes, hardly lifting an inch from his base, lips forming a tight seal and cheeks hollowing as she sucked like a vacuum.  The flavor filled her mouth.  What a missed occasion!  The deliciousness of a boy’s first ejaculation, a delicacy Nawaki had given her in exchange for the necklace that now hung off to the side at Naruto’s shoulder.  And Shizune had chugged it like milk about to spoil.  Well, the follow-up should not be much less flavorful.

            And it took no time at all to burst forth!  The Legendary Sucker’s technique stunned the untested boy, and with garbled urgency, he warned that it was happening again.  Pungent, raw essence slushed into her mouth, and to her delighted dismay, he had more stock than she would have given him credit for!  Jinchuriki and Uzumaki had mingled and done wonders for his genes, making him a breeding natural.  With the desolation of his clan – though she’d not given much thought to it since deserting the village – and his clansmen few and scattered, it was possible to incorporate such a virile youth such as him to repopulate and grow the clan on his own!  In a few decades, Uzumaki could be thriving if she enacted a clan repopulation order for him as Hokage.

            But right now, closing her throat and swirling her tongue through his valuable seed, Tsunade was in total bliss.  Not even Dan’s, after weeks of diet and uniquely-sweet nutrition, had ever tasted so good as this boy’s load.  She let her cheeks bloat with the substance, though she had almost succumbed to the pleasure and dropped her jaw with a lustful moan.  But not a drop was wasted!  It basked behind her lips, his twitching cock the stopper between them, her tongue marinating in the flavor.

            “B-Baa-chan!”

            Her eyes showed recognition and went to him.

            His face was contorted at the line between pleasure and discomfort.  His left leg gave a small kick as the right drew slightly upward.  “It-It really tickles-dattebayo.”

            He shouldn’t have told her that; not when she was playfully drunk and stewing on his juices.  Her muffled chuckle sounded around his shaft, and within her mouth, her tongue flapped against his sensitive head until he cried out.  She wasn’t the worrywart that Shizune was and tested how loud she could get him before someone woke up and they were caught.  What would they do?  Scold her?  Retract the offer to install her as Fifth Hokage?  At a time of desperate crisis, they had no choice, and if she was going to fuck underage boys in her office, that was what they would have to put up with.

            Naruto had to do some more writhing before Tsunade picked her head up, carefully extracting herself from his shaft without spilling a precious drop.  And then, for him to see the fertile cream he’d deposited, she opened her mouth with extreme caution.  And he didn’t know why, but it excited him to see her tongue swimming in what appeared to be a pool of white slime that had come out of his penis.  The tongue flapped as if in waving, the lips closed, and the throat opened.  What took Shizune three gulps, Tsunade got down in one satisfied swallow, and a bold exhale.

            Two women, drinking the stuff that inexplicably came out of him!  He blushed at her relieved expression while she sat back on her haunches, her robe fallen from one shoulder to show a generous portion of her right breast.  He had to ask, after she licked her lips, “Does it… taste good?”  It must have, or why would she have looked so satisfied?  But the musky smell that still held to his chest…

            She didn’t answer, instead sweeping down in an instant, clearing the length of his body in one heave, and kissed him hard on the mouth.  His responding exclamation was claimed by her, and she returned with savage intensity, pressing her cum-tasting spit back into his mouth and swirling it for good measure against his tongue with her own.

            No!  It did not taste good!  It tasted overly salty and chemical under the notes of sake on her breath!  Naruto, who had hoped his first kiss (with a girl) would be with Sakura, drew his lips back to give protest.  “It reeks!” he said.

            But Tsunade wasn’t offended.  Like Shizune, he just didn’t have the craving to enjoy sweet and fresh cum.  She drew back, spittle falling between them as she straddled his hips.  “Who knows when we’ll get another chance?” she said so softly, she may have been speaking only to herself.  One-handed, she dismissed the sash of her robe.  Loose as it already was, it opened with a certain gratefulness, her tits swinging into view to stem Naruto airing out his tongue.  But even with that flavor perforating his taste buds, he could only awe when those mountainous melons spilled out.  And they were perfect!  Breasts that moved fluidly and naturally as they dangled, but did not droop; Tsunade had taken sweet care of her figure beyond chakra manipulation.  It was diet, exercise, thorough understanding of fat and muscle accumulation, proportioned to the extreme; defense in battle, but a set of weapons against men.  Jiraiya was an easy mark, but she gave anyone reason to ogle.

            At the same time, her own hunger was turned to the underdeveloped, the boy betwixt her legs.  She had gotten out of her panties the moment she shuffled off of her futon and prowled over to Naruto.  Her pussy – as youthful as the rest of her, and hedged to a fine trim of blond curls – singed with arousal that leaked down the insides of her broad, firm thighs.  She pressed it down against him, the wetness the only thing to bring Naruto’s focus from her tits to acknowledge this position.  “It’s wet,” he stupidly said, his ignorance showing.  Iruka had gone over it, but he was also perhaps too bashful and went through lessons of attraction and sex hastily.

            Tsunade could give the boy a crash course later, when they had time in Konoha and were safely alone; she was sure there’d be plenty of those times awaiting them.  “Just be quiet, brat,” she warned playfully, flicking his brow.  Her weight eased on him, her indominable strength fastening him to the floor.  Her excitement was mounting as she shifted her pelvis, aligning herself with the lean of his cock.  Her breath came out in heavy pants – “Ha-ha-ha!” – that seemed to steam the air.  An innocent little boy, and she was about to swallow his shaft with her pussy.  The men she had sex with to avoid gambling debts; all acting mighty until she was riding them, bored by the large dicks they were so proud of, not knowing that they were past their prime already and meant nothing to her.  This was the closest she’d been to an orgasm in years, and she wasn’t even penetrated yet.

            The bulbous head resided at her entrance, waiting for the merest spot of pressure.  Naruto was clueless, but she could feel the muscles in his hips tightening, ready to spring with instinctual knowledge.  She tightened her thighs around him to make his impulses behave.  She licked her red lips, curled herself to match the stunted height of his body, and pressed her warm, fleshy tits down on him so that he could feel her rock-hard nipples poke into his chest.  “Ready?”

            On the cusp of something grand – He could feel it. – he swallowed and asked breathlessly, “For what-dattebayo?”

            Just the kind of naivete she was looking for.  She bit her bottom lip, elation on her face as she flattened her crotch on his, spearing him through her moist lips and sheathing him in slick heat that was unmatched even by her mouth.  Naruto choked on his own pleasure.  “Baa-chan!”

            “Th-There we go,” shivered the manipulative gambler, squeezing her vaginal muscles around him to harness his stay.  “It feels… so good.”  She bore down on him some more, her hips jutting sharply.  Her clit was rubbing on smooth, hairless skin, and it felt so wonderful!  Her eyes crossed, one more lidded than the other as her teeth clenched, slobber escaping the corner of her mouth as she simply tried to exist in the moment.  A little boy’s cock, stuffed in her salivating pussy, where men would prostrate and beg just to have her step on their face!  In that moment, she wanted them all to see her rutting this child, to see what kind of woman she really was, and that their cocks of girth and length were not what she was looking for.

            Jiraiya never stood a chance, and Shizune knew it.

            Two full strokes on his shaft…  Once, he popped out, and she wheezed and hurriedly stuck him back in.  And in that second stroke, she came.  She wet him with no reservation, curling her hips and grinding her rigid clit into him.  When he, in his understandable confusion, accused her of using the restroom on him, she shut up his ignorant mouth with a kiss, swapping more spit with him, wanting to hear his panicked voice but also wanting to feel his tongue skirt around hers.

            It was a marvel that Shizune didn’t wake up as they both moaned and grunted into each other’s mouths.  Tsunade clutched his jaw, forcing him still so that he could not turn away and had to gulp down as much of her spit as he could.

            The density of the hole he was in was unreliable, fluctuating, massaging him.  Though he was not partial to the taste of alcohol mixed with cum, he couldn’t simply overlook the unique and sloppy yet satisfying sensation around his penis!  So many varying things he learned could be done to it when it was uncomfortable!  But this – whatever this was between her legs – was truly the best!  He had felt tired after filling up her mouth, and while Shizune-san had apparently hoped to avoid waking the old lady, this was an incredible outcome!  And he was ready to hunker down even more sated than before when Baa-chan sat on his lap and sunk him inside her.

            “I want you to give me the rest of it now,” Tsunade told him, her voice soft and haggard.  “Shoot all the rest of that young sperm in me!”  She was not subtle anymore.  She had measured him, and there wasn’t much room for her to safely swing her hips now, but she dug her pussy into him, quashing him with messy squelches, impacting him hard enough to knock the wind from his lungs several times.

            “Ahn!  Baa-chan!”  His hands leapt up and held onto the wide expanse of her womanly hips.  The feel of his touch upon her excited her.  Splat-Splat-Splat! she went in her own essence.

            “Cum!” she ordered him, her leering smile hovering inches over his gaping mouth.

            “I…!”  He didn’t finish.  His hands curled into the meat of her waist, signifying that he had lost control of his reactions.  “Gah!”

            “Look at me!  Open your eyes!”

            He couldn’t comply entirely with that order.  This was stronger than the two that preceded it.  He only managed to crack one eye open to meet the gaze of Baa-chan, and then his stressed balls exploded.  The last time, possibly the last time ever, it felt so intense!  He spewed from him in thick rounds, stacking upon each other; milk-white to load into the channel.  “Ah!  Ahhn!”  Tsunade had to shove a hand over his mouth, but she did so lovingly, smiling with happy relief as the seed of a familiar surged through her.  Yes, it felt stronger than any man’s, more capable of actually knocking her up.  And Naruto’s hips just kept leaping.  She could feel his thighs lifting up, bracing against her ass so that his crotch could settle into her again and again, until even the weakest bursts ebbed to an end.

            And, when he was fully done and his discharge was actually seeping out – She felt so nicely filled with his young cum. – they relaxed; Naruto went limp first, which was a mistake when the heavier woman let herself go on top of him, though being smothered by her udders wasn’t exactly the worst way to go.

            “B-Baa-chan, I can’t breathe-dattebayo!”

            Whether she heard him or was just uncomfortable and had the strength to do something about it now, she rolled over.  Arms outstretched, body exposed, pussy leaking semen into her robe, she sighed loudly and happily, “I guess being Hokage won’t be so bad… so long as you’re around, Naruto.”

            Naruto just lie there panting, taking more effort to calm down after such an event.

            “Mm?  What is…?”

            Naruto made a noise.

            “Aiiee!  Tsunade-sama!”  Shizune sprung up, wide awake, bug-eyed, and slack-jawed.  “I-I didn’t think this would happen!”

            Tsunade gleamed tiredly at her ward.  “You didn’t think you’d get to hog him all to yourself tonight, did you?  Ha-ha!”

            Exasperated, Shizune took a hand from cuddling Ton-Ton – barely roused herself – to press to her already-aching head.  “You always get like this when you drink,” she whined, and Tsunade denied it.

            The women seemed to be sorting things out themselves.  Naruto was glad for that, at least.  He needed this breather.  He took in huge gulps of air and wasn’t even thinking about cleaning up.  He was so tired and satisfied, he didn’t even remember the wet spot Tsunade had left on him.  He could just breathe in deep and…

            A foot fell in his mouth, toes first.  His eyes shot open, his stomach curling, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes while Ero-Sennin continued his restless dozing.  “Ku-ku-ku!” he laughed in his sleep as he made his student sick.  “Suck my toes all you like, Tsunade~♥”

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