The Naruto, Tsunade & Shizune Project

The Naruto, Tsunade and Shizune Project:


Chapter 1: "A Touch of Heaven"


Rating: NC-17


Warning: Contains explicit content and adult themes. Do not read if you might get offended by it. You have been warned.


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Thick and heavy dark-grey clouds were
accompanied by angry flashes and rolling booms of thunder as the clouds poured their
watery fury on the world below. Few in their right minds would go outside in
weather like this, but there was at least one person did it anyway. He was willing
to let it all pour down on him and secretly wished he could be swept away in a
churning tide of rising water.


“Sakura-chan…” A figure mumbled sadly as he
sat alone outside on a grassy hill, his lean frame alternately illuminated by a
streak of lightning, impacting the ground tens of miles away.


Without knowing, he shivered as the cold
that accompanied the stormy night bit harshly through the dirtied black and orange
rags he still wore from the ordeal earlier that day. The chill seemed to have
settled in his bones and his very heart.


With a sob he covered his bruised and
scratched face with his calloused and bloodstained hands and let himself heave
several shuddering breaths before he turned his gaze to the heavens.


And screamed.


All of his pent up rage, frustration and
sadness was exhaled in a ragged blood curling scream with such intensity that
he was sure it was going to rip out his vocal chords.


But he didn’t care.


He didn’t care about anything anymore.


When he ran out of breath, he still
continued on until he was overcome by dizziness as his body protested against
the lack of oxygen being supplied to his heart and brain. He hunched on all
fours and feebly drew breath back into his lungs through his nostrils as he
gritted his teeth to stop from screaming again and again.

Overcome with another bout of vertigo, he
plopped himself on his backside and used his hands to steady himself, until he
stiffened as slender arms were wrapped around his chest tenderly and he felt
something soft being pressed into his back.

“You shouldn’t be out alone like this in
the storm, Naruto-kun.” A voice whispered into his ear.

Naruto uttered a noncommittal sound and
continued staring at the soggy ground, the blades of grass slowly but surely
being drowned into a forming puddle as the rain kept pouring down from the sky.

The arms tightened around him and he felt
himself being rocked from side to side slowly as the woman behind him planted
her cheek against his. He closed his sapphire orbs as he felt her rub her soft
skin rub against his and felt, rather than heard another sob escape his lips.

“Tsunade-baa-chan…” He muttered as he
grabbed her arms and clung to them like a life preserver as if he were drowning
in the ocean of churning emotions that raged within him.

“Hush now…” The woman told him and
effectively silenced him as she forced him to stand up, staining her robes with
the dirt and crimson that had accumulated on his body.

Holding his hand as she squeezed his
shoulder comfortingly with the other, Tsunade guided the confused youth through
the rain, towards the dimly lit village of the Hidden Leaf, their sloshing
footsteps fading in the stormy night.

***

He never knew how he had gotten here, but
here he was anyway. A wave of warmth greeted the soaked duo as they entered the
Hokage’s personal chambers after climbing what had seemed an endless flight of
stone steps.

After the inky darkness, even the
flickering soft glow from the various candle stubs seemed to sting Naruto’s
eyes. With a tired creak of his neck, he turned his gaze at the woman who was
still holding his hand. His lifeline from the brink of insanity to reality. He
received a gentle and ustanstanding smile from Tsunade, urging him on to take
in his surroundings.

Sapphire orbs peered around and saw royal
blue and crimson red velvet drapes adorning the walls, with carelessly and
overly stuffed bookstands and closets dotting the lines of the chamber. A
disregarded rickety old desk stood forgotten in the corner, several opened
scrolls lay in on top of it, waiting to be answered. Naruto didn’t know where
the expensive looking rug came from, but it was obviously ancient if the
intricate and slightly faded patterns were any indication. A round and
perfectly polished coffee table stood atop the rug, surrounded by two dark-blue,
large, extremely squashy and inviting looking armchairs. The blonde youth
barely held himself back from drowning himself in the neatly stitched pillows
that rested on the chairs and forget all this misery floating inside of his
head.

Flashes of lightning still streaked across
the sky outside, but the light was halted by heavy deep-red linen curtains that
covered the numerous windows that normally allowed Tsunade a panoramic view of
the village.

Naruto’s intake of the interior was halted
however, when Tsunade spoke up softly. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” And pushed
him in the small of his back, directing him towards one of the several closed oak
doors.

When they reached the door, where Tsunade had
guided him to, she grasped the black-iron handle and swung it open with a
barely audible creak.

Billowing clouds of steam and a wafting
smell of dried peaches with pine greeted them as they stepped in what clearly
had to be the Hokage’s bathroom. Their mud covered Shinobi sandals slapped and
sloshed as the mud created a small vacuum with each step on the pure-white
tiles.

A splash and an immediate following hiss
diverted Naruto’s attention to the center of the room. With automatic intervals,
a small amount of water was thrown on super-heated bricks, creating a sauna
effect. But the bathroom was dominated by an elaborate and huge bathtub in one
corner. With a rough estimate, Naruto figured at least two people could sit
side by side comfortably and still have plenty of space to spare.

A tug on the rags that remained of his once
favorite ensemble reminded him of the presence of Tsunade, who had entered the
bathroom with him and was now removing his clothing gently but swiftly. Only
when the older woman began tugging on his last remaining garment, a black
boxer-short, did his mind set off warning-bells of the embarrassing situation
he now found himself in.

Crimson began enflaming his cheeks when
Tsunade squeezed his shoulders in an effort to comfort him. “Go sit over there,
Naruto-kun.” She said softly, removing one hand from his shoulders to point at
a stool in the corner.

With slow and unsteady steps, He seated
himself quickly on the simple wooden stool next to the smooth marble bathtub
with a gleaming brass faucet, unconsciously shivering as he tried to hide his
nakedness from the woman who was now undressing herself behind him. Several
soft splashes warned Naruto that the older woman had discarded her dirty and
wet clothes and he bent over forwards. He dared to take a peek at Tsunade, but
immediately snapped his face to the front again as he saw her undo her twin
ponytails and witnessed the platinum-blonde hair cascade down her bare back and
around the outline of her large breasts freely.

A number of sloppy taps followed the splashes
of her wet clothes and he froze as Tsunade wrapped her arms around him much
like she had done earlier.

“Don’t be emasseassed, Naruto-kun.” She
whispered and freed one of her arms to brush a slender hand through his sopping
wet mass of spiky blonde hair.

Naruto grunted, terrified of letting his
gaze wander anywhere from the tile on the floor which he was now completely
fixated on. “Tsunade-baa-chan…”

A scraping sound and then an obvious
dunking of a wooden something and
then being filled with water reached Naruto’s ears. “Shhh, call me
Tsunade-chan, okay?” She said, leaning into him even further.

Naruto could only nod as he felt her skin
so dangerously close to his. He closed his eyes and let out a groan of relief
as the older woman began massaging his back ever so gently and dumped a small
amount of water down his back. Even though he was soaked already, the warm
water felt indescribably good to his cold and clammy body.

Slowly but surely, the chill that had
settled in his body, threatening to put him into a state of hypothermia, was
washed and kneaded away as Tsunade kept pouring warm water over him. She
cleaned his mostly healed wounds, courtesy of the demon still inhabiting inside
of him, and turned his lean and still developing muscles to jelly with her
magical touch.

When he shuddered and emitted another
groan, he heard the pale-blonde woman behind him chuckle throatily. “Does it
feel good?”

“Mhmm…” Naruto let out, his voice failing
him abysmally.

“Good.” She said sharply, gave him a pat on
the head and stood up.

Naruto very nearly whimpered at the loss of
contact between them but knew better than to look up and behold the naked
woman. His head still bent downwards, Tsunade grabbed his arms and led him over
to the bathtub. Upon closer inspection, it puzzled Naruto that it was already
filled with water, pink-tinged foam floating lazily on top of the calm steaming
surface.

Seeing his slight surprise, Tsunade
explained. “I asked Shizune to fill it for me before I went out to find you.”
Pausing for a moment to stick in one of her long and well-formed legs, and
urging Naruto to do the same, she continued. “You really shouldn’t have run off
like that, I was worried sick about you.”

Naruto stayed silent, still averting his
gaze. When Tsunade had seated herself and he finally dared look as the pinkish
foam covered here slightly, he was surprised when she pulled him down in front
of her. Not allowing him to utter a protest, she resolutely spun him ad, sd, so
his back was facing her.

Still embarrassed, Naruto leant forwards,
trying to avoid skin contact, but his efforts were in vain as Tsunade set her
hands on his shoulders and forced him to lean back against her. He couldn’t
help but let out a sigh of relief as he experienced the softness of her ample
mounds against his back which elicited another chuckle from Tsunade.

Her hands snaked across his chest and
stomach, massaging it as she continued exploring his front. The crimson blush
returned tenfold, and Naruto covered his crotch under water. He didn’t know
what came over him. He knew that this much older woman was just innocently
trying to wash his body and take care of the scratches and gashes that still
lingered on his body, but she was just so beautiful and her touch felt so good…

Naruto squeaked and violently shook his
head, trying to rid himself of those thoughts. He was helpless against the
hormones that raged through his body, and Naruto was sure that it only got
worse with age. Now sixteen years old, he was sure he would have never reacted
like this when he was twelve.

The arms around him tightened and he felt
Tsunade’s cheek pressed against his. “What’s wrong?” She asked worriedly, and
without thinking, she plunged her hands towards where Naruto currently cupped
something with his own. The exploring hands encountered his knees, which Naruto
tried to keep firmly pressed together. But his efforts were futile as Tsunade’s
legs entwined themselves around his own, prying his knees mercilessly apart.

Naruto’s heart skipped several beats when
her hands reached the place no-one else but himself had gone before and ran
through his soft path of golden curls before removing his hands and grasping
something… stiff.

“Oh my…” Tsunade breathed, shock apparent
in her voice. “What’s this?” She
asked, though knowing full well what it was indeed.

“I… I…” Naruto began softly, ashamed, and
turned his head away.

“You didn’t get this excited due to an old
woman like me, did you?” Tsunade questioned in a slightly harsher tone than she
intended, yet still not letting go of his erection.

“I-I’m sorry…” Helogilogized in a barely
audible whisper.

Cogs and wheels began turning at full speed
inside Tsunade’s brain. She knew this was a perfectly normal reaction for a boy
his age, but why was she getting so heated herself? Why did she want to…

“Ah!” Naruto gasped. “Tsunade-chan, w-what
are you doing!”

With a jolt, Tsunade’s pondering was
interrupted when she realized exactly what
she was doing. Without knowing, she had begun caressing his still forming
erection, producing several groans from the boy as he no doubt questioned
himself what was going on.

Tsunade felt Naruto squirm and shudder
within her grasp and to her surprise it only got her more aroused. Her hands
now fully grasped his gender and she was just barely able to cover it with both
hands.

One thing was for certain, the boy was
large for his age.

Golden-brown orbs slid closed as she very
carefully contemplated her actions. If she continued, what would Naruto think
of her? It was not as if she was doing something illegal, sixteen was a
perfectly legal age in Konohagakure. In fact, a lot of children who were many
years younger were betrothed on a regular basis. But a selfish part of her
wanted to continue, for the boy’s and her own sake. To quench her own desire
and to comfort the young man for whom her heart ached every day she saw him
wander ever so lonely through the streets of the village.

But when her hesitation became apparent,
and she stopped her actions, her choice was made for her.

Bent over slightly, Naruto grabbed her
hands with his own, a blush creeping even to his neck, and stuttered a request.
“P-please, continue…”

She smiled coyly before giving him a slight
squeeze, sending Naruto nearly flying backwards. “Shhh, relax.” She purred
seductively, her hot breath tickling his ear. “Please enjoy it…”

Not able to stop himself regardless, he
leaned backwards, making her large breasts press pleasantly into his back. His
muscles alternated between slackness and tensed positions as he tried to enjoy
her heavenly touch as she went to work.

Anything to make him forget about what had
happened…

“Ah!” The blonde young man repeated, his
mouth now seemingly fixed into a perpetual oval-shape.

To Naruto’s sadness and joy a moment later,
Tsunade removed one hand to cup his balls and began massaging them tenderly.
Moaning pitifully, he guided her hand as her other hand began going up and down
his shaft slowly. Tsunade smiled wickedly and nuzzled his neck, darting her
tongue along his neckline and nipped at the defenseless skin every now and
again. The wicked smile remained plastered on her delicate features, because even
though she was trying to make the young man seated in front of her feel as good
as possible, Tsunade reveled in the knowledge that could make a male squirm
with a mere touch.

The sound of water sloshing as Tsunade’s
deft hands moved continuously underwater was broken by the gasps and breathless
panting of a boy believing that his current location was surely heaven. His
hands gripped the sides of the marble bathtub spasmodically in a desperate effort
to steady himself.

Seconds faded into minutes, the passage of
time only barely noticeable by the slow cooling of the bath’s water. Yet
Tsunade kept pumping his erection mercilessly with alternating speeds, broken
only at random intervals to rub the tip of her index finger in circling motions
across the sensitive underside of the head of his gender. When Naruto’s penis
began quivering and enlarging slightly, Tsunade could tell he wouldn’t last
much longer. With a long stretched out stroke, and a final squeeze of his
contracting testicles, she ceased her activities, eliciti dis disappointed mewl
from Naruto as he pressed his back into her chest in a vain effort to prompt
her to continue.

“T-tsunade-chan, p-please!” He gasped and moved
to finish himself, but Tsunade grasped his wrists firmly. He struggled slightly
against the restraining embrace and let out a sob.

Tsunade very nearly took pity on the boy, and
was tempted to help him attain his peak, but she had other things planned in
her mind. “Please hold out for me just a little while longer, Naruto-kun.” She
whispered into his ear in a sultry voice and gave his earlobe a quick flick
with her pink tongue.

Naruto’s eyes remained squeezed shut and he
nodded dejectedly. With her hands pushing himself into his back, she forced him
to stand up. Complying with her unspoken request, he stood up and let the water
from the bath pour down from him like a torrential rainfall. Careful not to
slip on the slick bottom of the marble bathtub as he turned around, Naruto’s
erection gave a visible throb as he was just in time to witness the beauty that
was the Hokage of Konohagakure stand up herself.

Water cascaded and slid off of her like a
waterfall, pooling between her ample mounds as she covered them with one of her
slender arms, using the other to steady herself as she stood up to her full
height, still a head taller than the sixteen-year old.

Naruto’s sapphire orbs bulged as they
trailed upwards from her feet up to the fullness of her creamy thighs, the
small triangular patch of silver-white pubic hair, her slim waist and
ultimately was eye-level with those incredible…
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“Naruto-kun…” Tsunade spoke up softly, sending
his thoughts to crash like a runaway freight train as he realized just what he
was doing. He felt as if his face would explode due to embarrassment until he
felt one delicate finger being placed under his chin and directed his head
upwards to stare into those loving golden-brown depths as she smiled sweetly
down at him.

Lost for words, Naruto stammered hopelessly
until Tsunade lifted her free and and caressed his cheek with her hand. His
eyes widened when she removed her other arm to snake it around his neck and
exposing her breasts for him to watch fully. But he never got the chance as
Tsunade leaned over, holding him firmly in place and placed her soft pink lips
fully on his.

Naruto moaned into her mouth when he felt
something foreign lick his lower lip and opened to it willingly. Almost
automatically his own tongue parried with the invader, attempting to battle it,
though win or lose, they would both consider themselves victorious. He felt the
hand holding his neck reach up to grasp the hair on the back of his head as
Tsunade too, began moaning pleasantly.

When she finally drew back to draw breath,
she once again covered her breasts with one arm and grinned at Naruto. “Wow,
Naruto-kun... That was mmphm...” She began, but was interrupted as Naruto stood
on tiptoes and flung his arms around her neck to boldly press his lips against
hers.

Inwardly smiling, Tsunade let the boy kiss
her, probing her mouth with his tongue until finally sated, he withdrew to
stare at her breathlessly.

Tsunade gave him one quick peck on the
cheek and winked. “My, aren’t we forward?”

Laughing as the blush returned and Naruto focused
his gaze downwards to stare at the ground silently, Tsunade grabbed his hand
and carefully stepped out of the bathtub making sure that olloollowed her.

When they stood on the tiled floor of the spacious
bathroom, Tsunade let go of his hand and disappeared in the steamy fog. Naruto
heard the faint creak of a wooden cabinet and some shuffling, then another
creak. Tsunade reappeared moments later carrying a white and fluffy bathrobe, a
towel, another one just like it tied around her body, obscuring it so
disappointingly from view.

She ordered him to turn around which he
promptly did. Second later, she began drying off his back and the back of his
legs with quick and firm sweeping motions. This was certainly a new experience
for Naruto, for the first time of his life, someone was actually taking care of
him, and he didn’t quite know what to make of it. When she reached his front
and brushed his sex nonchalantly with the towel, however, that action alone was
enough to remind hf whf what had happened barely a few minutes ago and made him
eager for more.

“Patience, Naruto-kun.” She whispered and
gave him a quick kiss as his eagerness became quite apparent.

After Tsunade had dried him off
sufficiently, she stepped behind him, holding up the bathrobe for him to put
on. Brainlessly he stuck his arms where they were supposed to go, tugged on the
front and tied it together at the waist with the matching white waistband.

Satisfied, Tsunade once again took his hand
and led him out of the bathroom, swirling mist left in their wake. When with a
loud thud, Tsunade closed the bathroom door behind them; she told Naruto to go
sit in one of the squashy armchairs in the living room and disappeared through
another door that presumably led to her bedroom.

His brain too scrambled other than to
follow the orders given to him, Naruto complied with Tsunade’s wish and
sauntered over to one of the dark-blue and overly large armchairs and seated
himself, almost immediately groaning in pleasure as he sunk away in the thick
cushions.

The novelty of that pleasure was quickly
worn away however, and Naruto’s impatient nature returned, though slightly, and
began looking around for something to occupy him until Tsunade would return. The
flickering of the candlelight created distorted shadows, but was overshadowed a bra bright light that seemed to come from the middle of the wall on Naruto’s
right. Shifting slightly, his attention was grasped by an ornamental
fire-place, its iron and copper glinting as flames sprouted temperamentally
from several thick logs.

Naruto didn’t know how long he stared into
the flames, but in the back of his mind, a faint buzzing grew louder and
louder, occasionally punctuated by screams and cries. He knew he didn’t want to
hear it, but couldn’t help himself; it was like being captivated like a moth,
inexplicably drawn towards a single flame and hopelessly consumed by it.

The screams grew louder, and he could
almost tell them apart, there were two voices; one female and one male. He knew
them both, but he…

A loud bang resounded through the room,
snapping him out of his reverie, and was quickly followed by a hasty apology.

Slightly annoyed, yet grateful, Naruto
turned towards the voice… And felt his jaw drop…

Standing there, in front of the room which
she had previously entered, stood Tsunade… In all her glory…

Without being able to stop himself,
Naruto’s eyes were stuck fast to the woman like glue, he didn’t quite know why
it was, maybe it was the sensual swaying of her well rounded hips as she moved
towards him, brushing her hair that she had tied back into two simple ponytails
at the back of her neck with her fingers, or that the short, pink, silk and
flower-patterned kimono she now wore just barely stretched over her full
bottom. Or maybe it was the fact that the scant clothing did nothing to prevent
her considerable breasts from bouncing gently with every step.

“Like what you see?” She laughed softly as
she made her way to him, pausing only momentarily to grab two matching blue pillows
from the other unoccupied armchair.

Naruto managed a gurgle or two before, though
with a fair bit of effort, he closed his mouth. Tsunade smiled sweetly at him,
before bending down and claim his lips once more with a soul-searing kiss that
left them both panting for breath.

When she had recovered, Tsunade’s smiling
face turned serious. “Naruto-kun, I need to know this before I do something for
you.” She began uncertainly. “If you don’t want to do this, we can always stop.
But, do you trust me?”

Naruto stared at her incredulously, even
though his mental state was slightly affected for the worse due to the events
that had occurred to him earlier, this was certainly the most stupid question
he had ever heard.

“Of course I trust you, Tsunade-chan…” He
said, tiredly but surely.

The smile returning to her delicate
features, Tsunade dropped the two pillows she had been holding in front of the
armchair Naruto was seated in, and leaned forwards to kiss him again.

Delicate hands roamed over chest, brushing
the obtrusive bathrobe away impatiently as the kiss continued on for what
seemed a blissful eternity. Without thinking, Naruto aided the older woman as
her searching hands went lower and lower…

The waistband, tied together hastily,
became undone just as quickly as his front parted to allow Tsunade access to
host ost private part.

“Ohhh, Naruto-kun…” Tsunade moaned into the
boy’s mouth and grasped the erection that had returned in full force.

Naruto moaned in return, his body reacting
in ways he had never thought possible and his mind went blissfully numb, only
able to process the tender attention Tsunade was so eager on granting him.

Tsunade shimmed down Naruto’s body,
dragging her barely covered breasts along his sliy tay tanned skin in a
startlingly sexy manner. She placed light kisses at his waist and legs, gliding
her hands along them equally. Png hng her knees on top of the previously placed
pillows, Tsunade finally reached her goal.

She marveled at it, Naruto’s erection standing
proudly and impatiently, a drop of pre-come glistening as it reflected the
light that came from the surrounding candles and fireplace. Tsunade knew, by
Naruto’s reactions to her touch, that no other girl or woman had been in her
position before. Which was just as good, for now, and for an un-predetermined
amount of time, Naruto belonged to her and her alone…

Naruto breathed slowly, remaining amazingly
calm as Tsunade inspected his gender. Yet that calm was shattered as she did
something, without warning, that he had never thought possible. Two fingers held
the base of his penis firmly, and with a long swath, her tongue traced darkened
skin from base to tip, ultimately removing the drop of pre-come with one
delicate swirl of her velvety muscle as she reached the head.

His erection gave a passionate throb as it
experienced the foreign sensation and Tsunade promptly swirled her tongue over
the head of Naruto’s penis to remove several more drops that followed the
first.

With teasing butterfly kisses, and
restraining Naruto’s hips with one hand from bucking upwards as they sought to
end this agonizingly slow torment, Tsunade smiled and locked her honey-brown
orbs with the tortured sapphire depths. When Naruto whimpered, the beautiful
Hokage engulfed the head with her full satin lips, still teasing the very tip
with short flicks of her tongue.

Naruto’s toes curled on their own,
powerless to stop his body from reacting the way it did to Tsunade’s tender
ministrations, he was sure he was going to faint. But when Tsunade began
sucking on the head of his erection gently, it was for certain that the
pleasure he experienced completely overloaded his brain.

Naruto gripped the arms of the large chair
and bit his lip harshly, lest he cry out and wake up over half of Konohagakure.
Never in his wildest dreams had he ever
expected something to feel this good.

Still biting his lip, and by now, Naruto
was sure he had unintentionally drawn blood, he tried blocking any and all
sounds to fully experience the attention the platinum-blonde woman was
lavishing on his gender. But when she took it one step further and slid her
lips further and further over his pulsating sex, still swirling and licking her
tongue around it constantly without fail, he lost any and all inhibitions.

For what seemed ages, his throat was not
able to produce anything other than pitiful moans and frenzied groans as his
body fully betrayed him and acted on its own.

Deeper and deeper his erectinterntered her
magnificent mouth until she wasn’t able to take it in any further. She paused
for a moment, adjusting to the feel of his cock in her mouth. Yet moments
later, Naruto’s eyes widened when her head began gliding up and down with drawn
out bobbing motions. Coupled with the sensation of having part of his shaft and
his tip mercilessly trapped in a vacuum created by a constant sucking of her
tongue and top of her mouth, the pleasure was almost too much to bear.

Steadily Tsunade picked up the pace, her silky
silver-white tresses swaying every time she reached the near-bottom and tip of
his shaft and her soft globes of flesh bouncing pleasantly against the inside
of his upper-legs.

Her hands moved to his thighs, massaging
them tenderly, and just like in the bath, the slight tensing and enlarging of
his penis alerted her that his limit would be reached at any moment. Yet
instead of stopping, she continued on, her pace quickening even more.

Naruto tried to warn her, until he realized
that she actually wanted him to orgasm in her mouth. Throwing back his head, he
nearly howled as liquid fire ran through his body, taking a straight course to
his loins and with a final loud groan; he writhed one more time and explod Fla Flashes of blinding white light went off behind his closed-eyelids, cramping
tightly together as he attained his peak.

Tse gre groaned in unison, eager to aid the
youth as he came. Almost synchronously, she suckled softly on the tip as
several jets of his fluids came squirting out and allowed it to go down her
throat with several gulps. She then grasped the shaft firmly, extracted his
penis from her mouth, and began pumping his erection furiously to let the rest
fall haphazardly on her face and breasts.

When he was spent, Naruto’s chest heaved
with every laboured breath he took and shuddered as Tsunade reinserted his
erection in her warm mouth and began sucking on it in earnest again, sending
aftershocks of pleasure to his brain.

His muscles contracted and detracted
randomly as the older woman still didn’t let go of his penis. He looked
downwards through heavy lidded eyelashes and the image the first ever female
Hokage working her indescribably magic on his gender was burned onto his
retina.

Tsunade noticed her own growing passion did
not allow her to stop, but she didn’t object. It had been so long since she had
been together with a man and she couldn’t wait to be even closer with the young
man in front of her. She let out a sound of surprise however, when the penis
inside of her mouth began to deflate, even though she was still licking and
sucking on it energetically.

Taking it out of her mouth and cupping it
in one of her delicate hands, her eyes trailed upwards and she couldn’t help
but smile at the image that greeted her. His head lolling to the side and a
content look apparent on his face, Naruto was fast asleep, gentle snores barely
audible to her ears.

Grasping his bathrobe, she overlapped the
front and used the waistband to tie it together in a simple knot. She stood up
and placed a tender kiss on the tip of his nose, her golden-brown orbs
crinkling as the smile once again returned to her face. Giving herself a moment
to stretch her legs, she let Naruto rest in the comfortable armchair before she
would take him to her bed for a proper good night’s rest and headed towards the
bathroom.

The steam having drifted off through one
small window opened up just a notch, the bathroom seemed even larger than it
had before. Shaking her head from side to side, she reached the cabinet she had
extracted the fluffy towels from earlier, she opened to door and picked
something just barely able to be called a piece of cotton cloth. Moving across
the snow-white tiles, she now stood in front of a large mirror above a simple
stone sink with a matching brass faucet just like the bathtub, and inspected
herself.

With a blush staining her near-porcelain
cheeks, she realized that she and Naruto had made quite a mess of herself. His
seed still dribbled from her cheeks and down her considerable cleavage. She
gave the cold-water knob a quick turn, causing water to flow from the faucet
and she held the small square cloth underneath it. When it was soaked
completely she wringed it to remove any excess water and used it to clean
herself with several quick and deliberate swipes.

When she was done, she reached over to the
hamper standing next to the sink and opened it to dump the cloth inside.
Returning to her full height she stared at her reflection attentively and
smiled when she noticed she had missed just the tiniest amount.

A quick flick of one dainty finger later,
her face was clean completely. Almost thoughtfully, she inserted the finger
into her mouth and suckled on it for a few moments, allowing her to experience
the salty taste.

Tsunade’s own passion had died down
somewhat, but it was still there, simmering just beneath the surface. Yet when
she gave herself a fully-fledged grin and a cheeky wink,y ony one thought
crossed her mind.

‘There is always tomorrow…’