Chapter 1
"Thank you for allowing me to stay at your place while I recover Minato, I really could ask for a better student."
"It isn't a problem at all Jiraiya-Sensei, you've done so much for me it's the least I can do."
On a hot summer afternoon in the residential district of Konohagakure no Sato, two men could be seen making their way towards the entrance of a high-end apartment complex. One was a young, tall man with spikey yellow hair in a blue jumpsuit, Konoha shinobi flak jacket and matching blue shinobi sandals. This young man helped his companion make his way towards the entrance of the building by carrying the man's weight as they slung their arms over each other's shoulders. This was effortless work for the blonde, being young and strong and well-versed in carrying the physical and metaphorical weight of other men on his shoulders, he made light work of what should be a difficult task.
His companion on the other hand was in a much sorrier state. Barely able to hold himself up, the usually proud and strong white-haired man sluggishly moved in step with his younger friend as he made his best attempt to get towards the door. He could be seen wearing a green mini-kimono and matching shinobi pants with traditional wooden sandals with mesh armour underneath his clothes. He would normally be wearing a red hiori over them a red sealing scroll on his back, but he had discarded them in his current state. Sweat fell from his face as he tried his best to hold himself up, it was futile though and he relied heavily on his companion for support.
Reaching the entrance, they slowly made their way up the stairs. They had to stop several times so that the older white-haired man could catch his breath. When they finally reached the fifth floor, the blonde pulled out his key and opened up the first door to his left. The door opened to reveal a humble apartment, a living room with a small, walled-off kitchenette to the left of them. Entering the living room, the blonde placed his white-haired friend down on the sofa and allowed him to lie down. Letting out a laboured breath, he stood there for a moment allowing himself to recover. When he was feeling a little better, he looked down at his companion and smiled.
"You should be alright here Jiraiya-Sensei, Kushi-Chan will be home soon and she'll look after you until such time that I'm able to come back. Hopefully, you'll have recovered by then, though by the looks of you I wouldn't count on it," the blonde observed, looking over his sensei's sorry state with an eye of concern.
"I should be fine Minato, go do what you need to do and I'll be just dandy until Kushina-Chan gets here to help me out. Thanks again for letting me stay here," the white-haired man, apparently named Jiraiya, replied with a grateful smile and a weak dismissive hand wave.
"Okay, until next time then. Take care of yourself Sensei." Minato bid farewell, leaving the older man to stew in his misery until relief came. With a last polite wave, he left the apartment again to go about his business.
It would only be a few moments later when the demeanour of the white-haired shinobi changed. Gone was the weakness and meagre posture of a man that was riddled with illness, relying on the help of others just to survive. Instead, Jiraiya was for the most part a picture of health. Standing up, he wiped the excess sweat from his forehead and made his way over to the fridge to pull out a bottle of water. He downed it in one go, allowing the refreshing drink to cool him down.
He was lucky really, the summer sun helped to sell his little act. Thank god for living in Hi no Kuni, the second hottest region on the continent. Now that he was in his student's home, he could begin to enact his plan. What plan? A plan befitting a self-described lady's man and super pervert. A plan to seduce the most beautiful woman Jiraiya had ever laid eyes on, maybe even including his former teammate.
Kushina Uzumaki, the Red Hot Habanero of Konoha. A last shining remnant of the nearly extinct Uzumaki Clan that had once been Konoha's greatest ally. She was a picture of perfection, a true expression of feminine beauty and kunoichi power wrapped up in an incredibly sexy redheaded package. From the moment Jiraiya had been formally introduced to her two years ago, he had lusted after her.
There were just one or two small problems with his desire, however, problems that until very recently had kept him from pursuing the Uzumaki Princess to satiate his carnal desires. His student, Minato, was dating Kushina and had been for as long as he had actually known her. Furthermore, she really didn't like him very much. Not that she hated him, but rather she disapproved of his perverse ways and didn't want him to pass them on to her boyfriend. Needless to say, she wouldn't be too pleased about being forced to look after him.
But he just couldn't help himself anymore. Being inside the village a lot more recently he had been forced into contact with her a lot more as of late and it was really wearing down his ability to resist his carnal urges. He had even gone out of his way to seek out others to seduce in order to satisfy himself, Mikoto Uchiha and Himiko Hyuga being two of the more notable conquests he had been a part of as of late. One because both were married to prominent clan heads, and two because they were both absolutely wild in bed.
Even with all of that being the case though, he failed to keep Kushina Uzumaki off of his mind and all of his resistance and moral reluctance had fallen away, crumbling to dust under the weight of his unending desires for beautiful women. So here he was, in his student's home, planning to seduce the young man's girlfriend and give her the time of her life so that he could add another redheaded notch to his perverse bedpost. It was wrong, immoral to the highest degree, but he no longer cared even a little. She would be his, and that was that.
Laying back down on the sofa, he removed his mini kimono and mesh armour shirt, throwing them aside to help sell his act and also show off his rather spectacular body. It wasn't long before the white-haired man heard the sound of a lock turning and a moment later the object of Jiraiya's desire walked through the door in all of her glory. On her arm, a handled grocery bag filled with food could be found, a large sun hat on her head and she walked gracefully into her home. Entering the living room, she stopped dead in surprise when she caught the sight of Jiraiya laying half-naked on her sofa.
Jiraiya took a moment to take in the sight of her, the perfect goddess of a woman fulfilling every lewd desire he ever had of a woman. Beautiful red hair, violet eyes and a heart-shaped face. A tight body with an hourglass figure that could be seen under her wifely clothing, large round breasts that made her apron strain against her body and an ass the die for. Nice wide birthing hips and what he was sure were large, muscular thighs from years of shinobi training all coming together to make what he believed to be the perfect woman.
"Ero-Sennin, what are you doing here?" Kushina asked, her tone relaying her surprise. "And why do you have your clothes off? This isn't a hostel you can just bunk down at any time ya' know!"
"H-Hey Kushina-Chan, sorry to intrude like this," Jiraiya greeted, putting on his best sick voice. "I am unfortunately quite sick and Minato has been forced to go on a mission for a while so he told me I could crash here and you'd look after me until I recover. I hope that isn't going to be a bother."
"Sick? What could you possibly be sick with?" Kushina asked, never having heard of a shinobi of his calibre getting sick before.
"Well it was c-chakra depletion originally, but not having enough chakra to help fight off illness and b-being physically exhausted…from a fight some days ago has led to a rather nasty f-flu," Jiraiya lied, his act scarily as he brought all of his espionage training to bare.
"And Minato-Kun decided I should play nurse because he couldn't play doctor? Great," Kushina sighed, sounding less than pleased with the situation. "Okay, I guess I can do this just this one time. But as soon as you're healthy enough to look after yourself you're going home. I can't be doing this for days on end ya' know."
"F-Fair enough, thanks for K-Kushina-Chan," Jiraiya said, trying his best to sound sincere.
"Whatever," Kushina replied. "Come on, let's get you into the spare bedroom and out of these clothes. You must have sweat through them by now. I think Minato-Kun has some pyjamas that should fit you."
Kushina picked up the "sick" older man by putting his arm around her shoulder and heaved him up with great effort up from the sofa and towards the hallway where the apartment's two bedrooms were located. As she lifted him, Jiraiya could feel her sizeable breasts press up against him as she tried to heave him where she wanted them to go. Not able to control himself, the white-haired man felt himself beginning to get hard due to the close contact. This didn't go entirely unnoticed by the redhead either, but she chose to ignore it as she knew of the middle-aged shinobi's nature.
Entering a door on the left-hand side, they walked into a bedroom with a simple double bed and nightstand combo. A humble guest bedroom they had prepared for when anyone would come over. Kushina privately was beginning to think of the day it would be turned into a nursery, but she had yet to bring that up with her boyfriend as they weren't married yet. Setting Jiraiya down on the bed, she pulled the blanket off of the mattress and laid moved him inside the covers.
Ones he was situated, she set about putting her hands inside the covers and carefully stripping off the rest of his clothes in such a manner that she couldn't see them. It was a bit of a struggle, removing sandals, shinobi pants and mush trousers without being able to see what she was doing. Eventually, she had him stripped off however and carefully folded up his clothing next to the next. Turning to her new charge, she sighed and looked down at him as he looked up at her with a grateful and "tired" smile.
"I'll get you a glass of water and leave you to rest, if you need medicine or anything else I'll make sure you get it a bit later but seeing as you mainly have the flu and chakra exhaustion and haven't vomited, chances are you just need to rest and sweat it out. I'll be back to check on you in a couple of hours," Kushina told him, promptly turning to leave the room.
"Thanks again K-Kushina-Chan, you're a lifesaver," Jiraiya replied gratefully, smiling weakly at the woman as she walked out of the room.
Kushina brought Jiraiya his water and then left him alone for the next two hours. It didn't take long for the white-haired shinobi to begin to get bored. He didn't allow the boredom to get the better of him however, he knew that if he was to enact his plan he would need to play the long game. After a couple of hours though, doing absolutely nothing was leading his mind to wander to places they always would in times he had nothing to do. He thought about his previous conquests, their hot bodies and declarations of how good he was in the sack. The married women in particular were wonderful when they would say that. It didn't take long for such thoughts to turn to Kushina herself, and before long he couldn't take it anymore.
Reaching under the covers he began to jerk himself off to the thoughts of dicking down the beautiful redheaded woman. The images in his head of Kushina's perfect body doing all sorts of lewd acts for him caused his cock to twitch and throb, the lack of release for a few days due to his previously real sickness helping him along quite a bit. Before long he was working his shaft as fast and as hard as he could, not in any way trying to make the session last as all he wanted to release. He needed to tide himself over until his plan finally came to fruition. Unknown to him, however, he was not as alone as he thought he was.
Watching through a crack in the door, the object of Jiraiya's desire watched on wide-eyed as her new charge jerked himself off as quickly and as hard as possible, moaning and groaning as shots of pleasure emanated from his cock. She hadn't meant to see this, but she hadn't closed the door all of the ways when she left earlier so the silence seals didn't activate. It wasn't as if Kushina hadn't seen a man pleasure themselves before, neither she nor her boyfriend were virgins at this point after all. No, what gave her pause was just how massive the white-haired shinobi's cock was. To put it simply, it put her boyfriend's already above-average cock to shame. It was by far the longest, thickest, most intimidating piece of man meat she had ever seen.
To her shame, Kushina bit her lip as she felt a slight twinge emanate from her nether regions. It had been a while since she and her boyfriend had gotten the chance to make love and watching this older man work himself so expertly was having an effect on her. After all, she should be marching in there right now and demanding that he leave. But she didn't, but deep down she was enjoying watching him jerk himself off as her own desires overpowered her rational mind. Her face had already turned bright red and her mind had already begun to be overshadowed by a haze of lust.
Not too long afterwards she watched his orgasm and not a moment after seeing him shoot what had to be the biggest load she had ever seen in her life, she decided she needed to cool off. Silently closing the door, she made her way to her bedroom and into the ensuite shower room. Shedding herself of her wifely clothing, the redhead stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. Kushina let out a sigh as she allowed the water to pass over her body, momentarily shedding all the lustful thoughts she'd been having moments ago.
That didn't last long, however, as the hot water poured down her naked body the thoughts of Jiraiya's massive cock came back in full force. The thoughts began to quickly overwhelm her as she bit her perfect pink lips, heat beginning to build within her as the redhead's lust became too much to bear. Not being able to help herself, she subconsciously began to play with her breasts, squeezing them and playing with her nipples as pleasure began to shoot through her body. Quiet moans escaped her lips as one hand snaked its way down her stomach and between her legs, two fingers beginning to rub her clit as she began to lose herself in what she was doing.
Having had no release in quite some time, the images and fantasies that passed through her mind began to overwhelm her. She was completely lost in her own world as she began to imagine sucking and fucking that massive cock she had witnessed not minutes before, any bad feelings she had about its owner pushed right to the back of her mind. Even his well-sculpted muscular body began to appeal to her, as rubbing her clit quickly turned into fingers herself. Before long she was completely lost in what she was doing, quiet moans becoming louder and less hidden as she pushed herself towards a quick release.
Finally, it all became too much for her and with a cry of pleasure she felt an orgasm rip through her as images of bouncing up and down on that magnificent member dominated her every thought. Her body went rigid as waves of delight passed through every nerve ending she had, keeping her in place for several moments until she was finally about to come down from her peak. Letting out a sigh of contentment, Kushina realised what she had done and shook her head in an attempt to remove the images from her mind. She honestly felt a little silly now, having allowed her lust to get the better of her so easily.
Around an hour later, Kushina would find herself back at the door of the guest bedroom. Quietly knocking on the door, she heard Jiraiya weakly give her permission to enter and so she did. In her hand was a tray of food with a glass of water. Heading inside, she set the tray down on the empty nightstand.
"I brought you some food, just a couple of sandwiches and a glass of water to help you regain your strength," Kushina said, smiling down at the man as she tried not to remember what she had done not long before.
"Thank you Kushina-Chan, you really are sweet," Jiraiya replied. However, his voice no longer portrayed the weakness he had put on previously, his voice now low and husky as if he knew something he shouldn't.
"I'll just be going, let me know if you need anything else," Kushina told him hastily, not wanting to be in the same room as him any longer than she needed to be.
"Hey Kushina-Chan, why don't you join me? We haven't had a chance to catch up in quite a while," Jiraiya suggested, the grin on his face barely hiding his intentions.
"W-Well I…," Kushina stuttered nervously, her own insecurities beginning to get the better of her. Let out a sigh to gather herself, she smiled kindly and nodded. "Okay sure, I don't see why I can't do that."
"Great! Come, join ol' Jiraiya on the bed and let's have a talk," Jiraiya said encouragingly, slapping the mattress next to him to encourage her to join him. Kushina did as she was told and got onto the bed next to him, sitting there in a tank top and hot pants with Jiraiya completely naked under the covers.
"Hey Kushina-Chan," Jiraiya began as he leaned in closer to her. "What perfume are you wearing? It smells wonderful. I think I might have to get some for next time I'm out on a hot date."
"I-I'm not wearing any perfume," Kushina answered nervously, the closing distance between her and the white-haired shinobi causing her to shudder and not in an unpleasant way.
"Are you sure? Because you truly smell wonderful. Let me just get a closer…"
At that moment Jiraiya went in for the kill, it was now or never. Despite what she thought, he had seen her watching him as he jerked off and he had heard what she had been doing in the shower. He hadn't intended to get her so quickly, but given her current state, there wouldn't be a better chance to get what he wanted. Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he began to kiss and lick at her most sensitive spot causing a surprised gasp to escape from her lips. Her immediate thought was to pull away, but Jiraiya's expert ministration killed that thought almost immediately.
He continued to kiss and suck at her neck, moving up her neck and down her collarbone as she continued to moan and sigh in delight. Knowing that he had her, he placed his hand under her chin and gently pulled her head around to face him. Leaning in, the older man began to kiss Kushina and after a moment of wide-eyed surprise, she capitulated to his advances. Internally, Jiraiya was jumping for joy as he knew for a fact he had her now. The two continued to make out for quite some time, Jiraiya's hands come up and pulled down the straps of Kushina's tank top.
The redhead's breasts bounced out of their fabric confines and the white-haired shinobi wasted no time beginning to massage them. Kushina moaned into their kiss, the feeling of her breasts being groped and her nipples tugged being amazing. The strong hands of a man doing it were different to when she did it to herself, making it feel all the better. Not to mention Jiraiya was a practised man, and he knew what he was doing far more than Minato ever was.
Eventually, Jiraiya pulled away from the kiss and without a moment's hesitation leaned down and began to suck and bite at the young woman's boobs. Kushina let out the loudest moan yet, shots of pleasure passing through her as the white-haired man went to town on her sizeable tits. He was at this for quite some time, taking in every moment to enjoy the wonderful feeling of finally having the Uzumaki princess in his grasp. Eventually though, he could feel his cock throbbing with need due to the excitement of it all and he knew something needed to be done about it. Throwing the covers off of himself, Jiraiya presented his throbbing cock to his new lover with a grin on his face.
"I think I'm going to need your help with this Kushina-Chan," Jiraiya told her, grabbing a hold of his thick shaft and pointing his head in her direction.
Still kind of shocked that any of this was happening, Kushina merely nodded in silent capitulation and leaned across the older woman. Taking a moment to gather herself, the redhead took the tip of the massive cock into her mouth and slowly but surely began to blow him. Jiraiya let out an audible groan, the man actually quite shocked at just how good at this the redhead was. She took a good third of his shaft within her mouth without much effort, her tongue swirling over his head as she bobbed herself up and down on his cock as if it were the most natural thing in the world. With each bob of her head, she took him a little bit deeper, becoming more confident and focused as time went by.
Before long, Jiraiya felt his cock hit the back of her mouth. He expected to have to encourage her to take him deeper. But in a move that honestly surprised him, Kushina swallowed his head without a moment's hesitation. She began to throat fuck herself on his cock, taking him deeper and deeper with each passing moment. The grip of her throat around his cock was indescribable. The white-haired shinobi felt his cock throb and ache with need as the vice-like grip of her throat wrapped itself around more and more of length with each bob of her head.
Finally, with one last push, Kushina took him into her throat all the way as her lips met his pelvis. In one of the most perverse displays Jiraiya had ever seen, Kushina held herself in place and choked herself on his dick for several moments. She coughed and spluttered on it, tears rolling down her face until finally she couldn't take it anymore and pulled her mouth all the way off his cock. The white-haired man was surprised he didn't pop his cork right then and there, yet somehow he held himself back. Looking up, a very different Kushina stared him down as a sultry grin spread across her face.
"So Jiraiya-Sama, want me to go again?" She asked, her voice low and full of lust. Jiraiya's eyes widened at the sound, almost as if it was music to his ears.
"Absolutely," he replied.
And thus they continued.