Chapter 1 - Strange
Naruto Uzumaki found it strange how casually his wife seemed to act around his son.
Hinata Hyuuga, who had refused to take his last name, acted fairly independently since they'd gotten married. Naruto's wife was not at all the meek, demure girl he'd known as a child and had grown into a rather bold and outspoken woman who didn't hold back her opinions.
This was surprising to the blonde man, but he quickly accepted it, knowing that it was the true personality of his ridiculously attractive wife. And she was ridiculous, her body maturing over time to be obscenely curvy and enticing.
Naruto was shocked that Hinata had chosen to settle down with him instead of pursuing a career of some sort. With her mind, Hinata could easily find work that paid well, and with her looks, she could do much more.
Still, Hinata Hyuuga seemed disinterested in anyone besides her doting husband. Naruto fed off of the attention, and it boosted his ego to no end to have the fantasy of most men and women be his wife. To have people stare as he walked the street with her on his arm.
He simply nodded then, as Hinata bid him farewell and began climbing up the staircase. She was heading to wake their son no doubt, as was their routine for the last few weeks since his eighteenth birthday. That event had begun with Hinata heading up to wake Bolt and surprise him with the new phone they'd gotten him, and she'd never stopped.
Bolt didn't need to wake early given his college schedule, but his mother made the effort.
That was about as motherly a gesture as he could imagine, though Naruto did notice the thin, silk robe Hinata wore as she went up. The purple material which hugged her curves and showcased her body. Still, he turned his head and left the large house they owned, happy to have been seen off by his stellar wife.
It was only a few minutes later that he remembered the envelope he needed for today's client.
~oOo~
Hinata crept up the staircase as soon as her husband was gone, her body already heating up in expectation. She walked confidently across the landing and then paused in front of her son's door and assessed her state of dress. The purple, slightly see-through robe hung lightly across her shoulders, and only barely concealed the expensive lingerie she wore beneath.
Hinata had been shopping three times for lingerie before Bolt had turned eighteen. Since then, it had become a weekly job. Sometimes, she'd take him along, delighting in the way he looked at her when she showed off different cuts and types. Getting turned on at the way his gaze turned hungry as the last glimpse of her body vanished behind the drawn curtain. Hinata often thought about what she'd do if he barged in one day. If her tall, handsome son pushed his way in and finally pushed them over that edge.
The very thought had her skin bristling and her pussy heating.
She didn't bother to knock, and slid inside through a small crack of the door.
Bolt lay comfortably on his back, his arms sprawled and with a single sheet covering him. It was the middle of summer and anything more was overkill.
More importantly for Hinata, it meant sleeping in the nude, and she could see the lines of his chest and abs already. It made her mouth water. Further down, her son stood up firm, a huge bulge pointing upwards, raising the sheet absurdly around it.
Hinata padded softly over and laid a ring wearing hand across his pecs, stroking him gently. Her son was more and more handsome every day, his baby fat all gone and replaced with a sharp jaw and piercing dark blue eyes.
She leaned in close, planting a soft kiss on his lips, and felt her heart speed at the taste of him. Hinata's body was melting with no effort from her stud son and she knew what she wanted. The thirty-six year old shifted her body, throwing his sheet lower, raising her hips and swung her right leg over him before sitting gingerly down on his abs. She refrained from moaning at the contact as her groin touched his skin. She shuffled downwards, watching carefully as Bolt's eyes began to flicker open, and smiled as she felt her ass make contact with a steel pole and her son snapped his gaze to her.
"Morning baby..."
~oOo~
Bolt stared down and groaned, seeing Hinata's silk robe spread and expose a tiny pair of panties below. Her nipples were hard and poking through the thin strips of cloth covering them. More than anything Bolt focused on the feeling of his clothed cock wedged between her fat ass cheeks.
"Mom... Morning."
He tried to lift his body upwards when he felt the weight of her hand push down at his chest. Bolt smirked at the act, and traced a line with his eyes up from her hand to her stunning face.
Hinata leaned close, her ass dragging up his shaft as she did, and then spoke only inches from his face.
"Have you got any plans for today?" Her hot breath melded with his and at the same time her huge tits flattened against him.
"Depends on if you do..." His mom obviously appreciated the response as she dropped closer and pressed her soft, plump lips to his. The taste of blueberries and vanilla were the first things he noticed and then the smell of fresh perfume, as he kissed back.
Bolt raised his hands from the bed and caressed her firm thighs, feathering his fingertips across her smooth skin. His mom moaned into his mouth and suddenly their tongues were playing, while discreetly battling for dominance. Bolt's hands went to her tiny waist and gripped possessively while flexing his hips. Hinata did the same as she undulated, clenching her muscles so together they were applying slight but constant pressure to his thick cock.
~oOo~
Naruto turned his keys in the lock and entered the quiet house. He didn't bother announcing his return given it was only for a second, and simply began plodding up the staircase. As he did, Naruto adjusted his tie, and wondered about the possibilities once he locked down this new client. The bonus alone would set the family up for life, and he wanted that for Hinata and Bolt.
Reaching the top, Naruto's ears perked up to low chatter. He walked carefully, not wanting to disturb his wife and son's morning ritual, until he reached the master bedroom. Hinata giggled softly and it rang in his ears just as his eyes landed on their huge, king sized bed. Naruto grabbed the envelope from the side and his imagination pictured a dirty reward that might be waiting for him when he came home a winner.
Naruto imagined his beautiful, voluptuous wife welcoming him on her knees, her perfect mouth wide and with her slick tongue lolling out erotically. The idea alone had his stiffening up, and it was only because he paused to adjust his trousers that the husband of eighteen years noticed his family. His jaw dropped slightly.
Naruto turned his body on instinct, hiding himself further behind the door as he took in the view. Inside the room was Bolt, laying easily across his bed, and Hinata, who was sat straddling him. Naruto watched as the duo talked calmly, relaxed in their positions, while he struggled to understand the dynamic. His eyes scanned the scene, noting its details.
Bolt wasn't wearing anything, his torso completely naked although that wasn't uncommon in the uzumaki household, but lower down there was only a thin sheet, and it was clear that Hinata was also wearing only her night dress. The sexy lingerie he liked watching her parade around in was something he expected she covered up when visiting their teenage son, but it was clear that this was ordinary for the pair.
Worse still was that the two were shifting slowly, and it looked as if his wife was grinding her big ass against their son while Bolt's morning wood was thrusting upwards between her ass cheeks. Naruto's thoughts raced, his eyes overwhelmed with the situation put before him when Bolt laughed tiredly, his son's voice still rough from sleep.
Naruto pulled back from the doorway. He shouldn't have been staring.
It was obvious to him that Bolt had only just woken up, and of course the pair were only moving because they were talking and laughing. He stepped back towards the stairs and began to walk down quietly, glad that he hadn't accidentally interrupted their mother son bonding. Reaching to check for the envelope in his pocket, Naruto nodded to himself and left his family home.
~oOo~
Bolt smirked as he watched the shadow at the door disappear.
"Dad was just here." He explained, continuing his slow thrusts as his cock was hugged by his mom's juicy ass cheeks.
"Was he?" Hinata responded calmly, while smiling. "I didn't notice."
"You don't mind if he sees?" Bolt traced his hands across her thighs, enjoying the warmth of her silky skin before taking hold of her tiny waist again.
"There's nothing to see." Hinata hands found his, and they intertwined as she led him up her taut stomach. "Just a mom and her handsome, sexy son saying good morning."
Bolt grinned arrogantly and took the initiative back as he lurched upwards, snapping a hand behind her back to grip his mom in place. The other reached confidently and he took one massive tit into his hand, squeezing the soft flesh hungrily. Hinata let out a slight moan and suddenly he had her on her back, his lips crashing down onto her plump ones with ferocious desire.
Their mouths melded together in a searing kiss as tongues began fencing skillfully. Bolt played with her wet organ but soon had his hands working to tease an engorged nipple and guide his hard dick against her pussy. The smell in the room told him that his mom had entered the room wet, her pussy already soaked in anticipation of their actions. The clear dark patch on her frilly panties only confirmed that and he easily brushed them aside when lining up his swollen cockhead.
Bolt paused, pulling away from Hinata's hot mouth before sliding in fully, and smirked down at his mom. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips parted with a line of spit between them as hot, steamy breaths exited. Her short, navy hair was spread somewhat messily, and gave her a filthy look he liked on her as he fed her his shaft.
"You look so fucking hot."
~ooOoo~