An Exclusive Slut
Kushina stepped out of the shower the next day in a sort of daze, thoughts and emotions passing through her at lightspeed as she processed what had taken place the night before. As she dried herself off, she couldn’t help but look at her gorgeous naked body in the mirror and remember how she had allowed it to be used and abused the night before by a man she thought she disliked. A man who wasn’t her beloved Minato. She remembered every time to took that man’s cock in her mouth, every spank to her rear, and every thrust into her abused cunt. Even now, the memory of it made her nether regions tingle in a way they never had before.
As she dried her hair, Kushina knew that something inside her had changed. It was subtle, almost unnoticeable to most but she could feel it deep within her core. Last night a void had been created inside her, a deep and dark chasm that craved to be fed through acts of debauchery brought on by skilled hands and big, thick cocks. Even now she could feel a low-level buzz within her stomach, telling her she should be getting railed by some handsome adonis right now and she felt all the emptier for that not being the case. Whatever she was feeling was beyond anything Minato had ever inspired in her, which in truth made her feel a mixture of guilt and disgust.
Guilt, because she loved her partner and didn’t want to betray him any more than she already had. But deep down, the sense of disgust festered like a parasite whispering evil nothings of how terrible in the sack he was in her ear. It wasn’t even true, before tonight Minato had satisfied her perfectly well in bed, always brought her to orgasm, and was very attentive to her needs. No, this wasn’t Minato’s fault. This was an addiction, a thirst that was nearly all-consuming. It was taking an active effort even now to not rush back to her bedroom and jump the bones of the man who had awoken her to these deeply held desires once again.
When she was finally dry, she dressed herself in a red bra and matching tank top, some panties, and short jean shorts. This was far more revealing than what she would normally wear, but for reasons she suspected related to her new desires she wanted to draw as much attention to herself as possible. Male, female, she wasn’t sure she cared all that much anymore. As long as they gazed upon her with lust in their eyes she would be happy. Though, she wasn’t going out just so she could watch people undress her with their eyes. No, she actually had somewhere to be. She needed advice from someone she trusted and since she couldn’t talk to Minato, not that she could even if he was in the village at that moment, she instead would speak to her best friend Mikoto.
The walk over to the Uchiha Manor felt far too short for Kushina’s liking. In truth walking to the outskirts of the village took quite a while, but walking through the streets of Konoha in her get-up was everything she thought it’d be and more. Men and women alike looked at her with lust and need in their eyes, undressing her and fucking her in their minds as she walked past them and flaunted every curve and every asset she had. By the time she reached the outskirts, she could only wish for more attention, but by that point, there were very few people around to gaze at her. In truth, she couldn’t help but look forward to the walk back when she could bask in their attention again.
Reaching the first entrance to the compound, she walked through the streets now filled almost exclusively with Uchiha. Unlike before, most of them looked at her with eyes of suspicion and resentment. Some of the teenagers looked at her as the villagers did, but would quickly get a physical reprimand when caught by their mothers or girlfriends. The redheaded bombshell ignored them, simply making a beeline for the clan head’s home, where Mikoto could be found. When she reached it, she knocked on the door politely and slid it up. She was greeted by the sight of a modesty-dressed Mikoto swaddling her baby son Itachi, smiling down at him as he cooed up at her happily. Looking up, Mikoto was shocked to see her best friend at her door, and also seeing her dressed in such a fashion.
“Kushina-San, it’s good to see you. Please come in, would you like some tea?” Mikoto asked, waving her friend inside.
“Yes please,” Kushina replied with a smile, sitting down at the table opposite her long-time friend. Mikoto poured her friend a cup of tea and handed it to her.
“So, what brings you here? It isn’t often that you make your way to the Uchiha compound, I know how uncomfortable my relatives can make outsiders,” Mikoto began, an attentive but curious look on her gentle face.
“Well, you see, I need your advice about something,” Kushina admitted, only further arousing Mikoto’s curiosity.
“Advise, about what?” Mikoto asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, you see. It’s…complicated,” Kushina said lamely, centering herself with a sign before continuing on. “I did something I shouldn’t have, and now I’m scared that now I’ve started I won’t stop.”
“Oh that doesn’t sound good at all,” Mikoto said gently, placing her hand over Kushina’s own. “What could you have possibly done that was so terrible, this isn’t normally like you.”
“Well…you see…I…” Kushina stumbled over her words, struggling to get them out until finally, she blurted out the truth in a rather embarrassing display. “I CHEATED ON MINATO!” There was a stunned silence in the room for a moment as Mikoto looked at her friend with wide eyes of surprise, it took a moment before her to get a hold of herself. When she did, her face softened once again and the black-haired Uchiha let out a big sign.
“I see,” Mikoto said simply, neither a tone of judgment or hatred in her voice, simply concern. “Does Namikaze-San know about this? How long has this affair been going on?”
“I-It happened just yesterday,” Kushina admitted, looking down at her lap in shame. “Minato is out on a mission, he asked me to look after one of his comrades and while he was in my home I…I slept with him.”
“If you don’t mind me asking…which comrade?” Mikoto asked carefully, trying her best not to seem intrusive.
“...Sannin no Jiraiya,” Kushina confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. It took a moment, but the silence the redhead got in response made her look up and she was surprised to be met with a very apprehensive-looking Mikoto.
“...Oh, Jiraiya-Sama…that is…surprising,” Mikoto replied nervously, shifting uncomfortably and not being able to meet Kushina’s eye.
“Mikoto-Chan, why are you so skittish all of a sudden?” Kushina asked, her eyebrow raised for a moment in confusion before a dark thought struck her like a bolt of lightning. “You haven’t…? No way you couldn’t possibly have! Mikoto-Chan you haven’t cheated with Ero-Sennin too have you?!”
“What? No…I…Kushina-San!” Mikoto replied indignantly. Nonetheless, she got very flustered and still had yet to look her friend in the eye. After a moment, she merely signed and nodded in response.
“By Kami, just how many women has that big dicked old man conquered?” Kushina wondered, asking herself more than Mikoto. Nonetheless, the black-haired Uchiha gave her an answer.
“More than you’d think,” Mikoto replied, shame clear in her voice. “Most of the clan matriarchs have fucked him at least once. I know Tsume-San has been a regular fuck buddy of his since her husband died, but then she’s a widow so it’s not so bad in her case. But Hyuga-San, Yamanaka-San, and several others have all fallen to his sway at least once.”
“But if that’s true…that means I’m…I’m,” Kushina said, sounding more distraught by the second.
“Just another notch in his belt, yes I’m sorry to say that is the case,” Mikoto confirmed, not looking particularly happy about it either.
“So are you two still…an item?” Kushina asked cautiously, getting a slightly irritated look from her friend causing the redhead to flinch.
“Are you kidding?” Mikoto shot back sharply, breathing deeply for a few seconds before sighing and calming somewhat. “Of course we are. The man is like a drug, you taste that high once and suddenly you can’t live without it. It’s like having your sexual awakening all over again, hell I bet you’re feeling it right now!”
“Of course I am, why do you think I’m dressed like an eighteen-year-old trying to get a train run on them at a nightclub!” Kushina agreed, sighing to herself as she shook her head.
“That isn’t the worst of it you know,” Mikoto admitted, her voice quiet. “I bet you’ve felt this already too. The guilt. It’ll still be fresh for you, but it’s overwhelmed by all those new feelings of overt sexuality you’re feeling. Trust me, it doesn’t go away. It’ll start to fester, make itself known in those moments you aren’t pining for his attention. You’ll realize just how lousy a partner you are, and you’ll see the betrayal for what it is. Trust me Kushina, this affair has ruined me in more ways than one. I love Fugaku so much, and my heart breaks in two every time he smiles at me, every time he fails to bring me to orgasm so I have to fake it, every time he makes a romantic gesture however rare they are. I wish this had never happened to you Kushina, because that is what’s coming for you.”
“Mikoto-Chan,” Kushina whispered, her voice quiet and full of sadness as she took her friend’s hand in her own. “Do you think you’ll ever get over it, ever be able to be… satisfied by your husband again?”
“I don’t know, maybe? If I can separate myself from that menace for long enough, maybe this addiction I have will break. I hope so,” Mikoto answered quietly, taking comfort in the affection Kushina was sharing with her.
Kushina for her part had gone from a mixture of sexually charged excitement and guilt to pure anger at what Jiraiya had done to her friend. Not only had he made her feel easy by being just one of many conquests of taken women, but also left the women he had conquered in a state of despair he either didn’t know or didn’t care about. It made her blood boil. His effects on women were worse than any jutsu because they took advantage of human nature and warped it into something foul. Getting up from the table, Kushina walked her way around the table and wrapped her black-haired friend in a hug. Pulling away, she laid a gentle kiss on Mikoto’s forehead as well as that of little Itachi.
“Thanks for the advice Mikoto-Chan,” Kushina said with a sad smile. “Don’t worry about a thing, I’m going to take care of it. After today, Jiraiya won’t bother you or the other wives anymore. It’s a promise ya’ know!”
Mikoto was shocked by Kushina’s declaration, but deep in her soul the thought of being able to break this sex addiction she had developed with Jiraiya was nothing if not a good thing. Her loins still burned for the man, but hopefully time, a lack of proximity and a large amount of self-control would take her back to her old else again. On that hopeful note, she watched as Kushina made her way out of the house and march her way down the road to leave the compound looking as if she was on a mission.
‘I don’t know what you’ve got planned Kushina-San, but thank you,’ Mikoto thought, hugging her baby close as a sense of ease washed over her for the first time in months.
Back at the Namikaze residence, Jiraiya was living it up. Helping himself to some of his host’s food in the fringe, he made himself a hearty meal and set about eating it. He was going to need his energy today. Kushina would be back soon from wherever she had gone and he had every intention of making sure she was fully broken by the day’s end. All the other women he had conquered were great, but Kushina was something special. He wanted her to yearn for his cock twenty-four-seven. He wanted her so bent to his will that he could fuck her while her boyfriend was in the next room, so susceptible to his whims that he could finger her cunt while they were sitting next to Minato on the same sofa. The thought was thrilling and he was determined to make it happen.
His thoughts her interrupted very suddenly however when the door to the apartment slammed open with a bang. Jiraiya nearly jumped out of his skin, but he was on his feet and in a combat stance in but a second. This would not help him however, as a second later he felt the air leave his lungs as he was slammed up against the wall behind him hard. He coughed, trying to get the air back as he looked down to see a rather furious and sexy Kushina Uzumaki staring up at him with hatred in her eyes. Needless to say, this was not how he imagined his afternoon with the redhead starting.
“H-Hey Kushina-Chan, feeling better after last night?” Jiraiya asked nervously, trying subtly to get out of the woman’s tight grip on his arms.
“Shut up, SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Kushina roared, her eyes blazing as she looked up at the man she both despised and lusted after. “When were you going to tell me that you were wetting your dick with half the married women in the village huh? WHEN WERE WE GOING TO HAVE THAT CONVERSATION?!”
“W-What do you mean?” Jiraiya replied, sweating bullets as he quickly realized he’d said the wrong thing.
“DON’T PLAY DUMB YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” Kushina shot back, glaring at him with a stare that could kill Bijuu. “Mikoto-Chan, Yamanaka-San, Inuzuka-San, and Kami only knows how many more women have fallen victim to you and your bullshit! And now what, I was going to become another one of your whores is that it? Someone living cock sleeve you could come to when you’re feeling pent up, blow your load in and leave whenever you felt like it? WELL, YOU CAN FORGET THAT IDEA YA’ KNOW!”
“K-Kushina-Chan i-it’s not like that I swear. It’s true a slept with those women, semi-regularly in fact, but that was nothing! Last night was the best sex I ever had, I don’t think I could go back to them after this even if I wanted to,” Jiraiya said. Kushina stared him square in the eye to see if she could detect any hint of deception. However, even when nervous Jiraiya had an expert poker face. Growling, Kushina reached down and grabbed a firm hold of the white-haired shinobi’s junk.
“Let me make one thing quite clear Ero-Sennin,” Kushina began slowly, her grip not loosening for a second. “Your little fuck fest around Konoha is done. You will leave all the women, married or otherwise, of this village alone from here on out. Outside the village, fuck as many sluts as you want. But not here, not in my home town. Here you fuck me, and me alone. If me being your own whore means you’ll leave the rest of Konoha alone, then I’ll more than happily make that sacrifice.”
“What about M-Minato?” Jiraiya asked, only to grunt in pain as his balls were nearly crushed under Kushina’s grip.
“You don’t mention my man’s name when we’re alone unless I specifically decide that desecrating his honor is worth the orgasm. His name is mine to speak, not yours. Understood?” Kushina asked back, getting a silent nod in response. With that, Kushina broke out into a sultry grin and looked up at Jiraiya with aggressive lust in her eyes.
“Good.”
Suddenly, Kushina leaned up and took Jiraiya in a searing kiss which Jiraiya melted into in an instant. The two of them went from one to one hundred in a matter of seconds, with Jiraiya cupping his hands around Kushina’s barely concealed asscheeks and Kushina running hers through the white-haired shinobi’s thick white hair. Both moaned into the kiss, clearly desperate for one another after having waited so long and so much tension building up between them in the moment’s previous. They were like an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object, a complete lust-fueled stalemate where neither one could gain full control over the other.
Jiraiya was however older and more experienced than Kushina, no matter how naturally talented in the sexual arena she might be, so he knew all the tricks to get in control and get her engine revving. With a flex of upper body strength, Jiraiya lifted Kushina off the ground by her ass and spun them around, slamming her against the wall. Before she could protest, she was moaning again and more audibly as her lover kissed and nibbled her way down her neckline. Before long his kisses left her neck and went down to her collarbone, kissing lower and lower until he was kissing down her cleavage. Finally, Jiraiya reached his destination. One look up at his lover was all it took for her to understand what he wants.
“By Kami, you’re obsessed with my tits aren’t you?” Kushina said with a smirk. “Well if you want these titties in your mouth then I’m more than happy to provide, lucky you.”
Without another word, Kushina lifted her tank top over her head and threw it to the side. Carefully winding her arms behind her back, she unclipped her bra and pulled it off, dropping it to the floor without a fuck to give. With her fleshy orbs finally freed, Jiraiya didn’t waste time and dove in, taking her left nipple in his mouth and beginning to nipple and suck at the large mammery. He switched between them in short intervals, sucking, nibbling, biting, and kissing them as he went. Occasionally, he’d just rub his face aggressively into her cleavage and allow himself to be buried between them. It was like heaven for Jiraiya, and Kushina could tell. She bit her lip with want as she watched Jiraiya go to work on her breasts, little moans escaping her lips with every nibble and bite.
“Yeah that’s how it’s done, bite my fucking tits you cuckolding bastard,” Kushina sighed, her voice breathy and low as she allowed the sensation to wash over her.
Jiraiya continued to gorge on his lover’s soft breasts for quite some time, taking his time with marking each inch of them with little red bite marks and tramp stamps until he was satisfied she would be reminded of this moment for days if not weeks to come. The thought of Kushina having to dress super modestly to hide her tits from her husband only got the white-haired shinobi all the more excited. It was terrible, it was perverse, but then fundamentally so was he so can you really be surprised? Regardless, he did eventually realize he had covered most of her breasts in saliva, bite marks, and tramp stamps and pulled away to admire his work.
“I just can’t get enough of you Kushina-Chan,” Jiraiya admitted, smirking to himself as he looked up at her. “I can’t help myself, I’m so fucking hard right now. Let’s skip the foreplay, I was to fuck you right now!”
“Oh you naughty boy, you’ve practically covered my tits,” Kushina observed, giggling down at her lover. “Fine, let’s fuck. I’m already soaking wet anyway. I need that big, fat cock in my cunt now ya’ know!”
His grin widening, Jiraiya tightened his grip on Kushina and carried her over to the sofa before plopping her down on it with a thump. The redheaded woman landed on her back, the front of her body exposed and her legs spread for her lover. Without hesitation, Jiraiya wrapped her fingers around the hem of Kushina’s jean shorts and with one hard tug ripped them down her legs and off of her body alongside her panties, which like all the garments before them were discarded without a thought. The redhead gasped as her clothes were removed from her with force, a saucy smirk on her face.
“You BEAST!” Kushina exclaimed, excitement dancing in her eyes from the manhandling. “One would think I was little more than property with the way you treat me. Is that all I am to you Jiraiya-Sama, property?”
“Mine to do whatever I want with,” Jiraiya replied in a low, husky tone.
“Then prove it Ji-rai-ya-Sa-ma,” Kushina challenged, narrowing her eyes at him as if to say ‘Do your worst.’
And Jiraiya did just that, the older man practically pounced on his younger lover as the two met in another searing kiss. Grabbing a hold of his rock-hard member with one hand, he lined himself up with Kushina’s sopping cunt and pushed himself inside. Just like the night before, he struggled to get himself very deep at first and so he began to pump in and out of her in an attempt to stretch her out. A deep, throaty moan escaped Kushina’s lips as Jiraiya began to fuck her, the haze of lust that had taken over her the night previous beginning to return in full force. With one hand on her hip and the other wrapped around her throat, Kushina looked up at her white-haired lover with nothing short of pure passion in her eyes.
“That’s right you adulterous motherfucker, fuck me! Fuck me harder than all those other whores you messed around with! This is my cock now ya’ know! And I demand you stretch me out more than my husband ever could!” Kushina said lustfully, smirking the sauciest smirk she had ever shown in her life.
“Oh, so we’re on to the cuckold talk already?” Jiraiya replied playfully as he plowed into her, gradually getting deeper with each thrust. “What happened to not talking about your man unless you thought it was worth the orgasm?”
“It is worth the orgasm! You and I both know he can’t fuck me like you can, not in a million years! So put my husband to shame and FUCK ME!” Kushina demanded, the lustful look in her eyes turning almost crazed as she did so.
“Yes ma’am!” Jiraiya acquiesced enthusiastically.
Jiraiya forcefully scooped Kushina up from the sofa once again, holding her aloft by her legs as he used his leverage to fuck her faster, harder, and deeper than he had before. From this point of control, he was able to get himself all the way inside her much quicker than before and Kushina was very thankful for that fact. The sound of skin slapping against skin in quick succession filled the living room mixed with the sounds of Jiraiya’s grunts and Kushina’s cries of delight from the absolute pounding she was taking. It felt like her insides her were being rearranged he was so deep in her, hitting the redhead in all her newly found favorite spots and causing her to sea stars as she rapidly approached orgasm.
“THAT’S RIGHT YOU BIG DICKED FUCKER, FUCKING TAKE ME! THIS IS YOUR PUSSY YA’ KNOW! FUCKING OWN IT, OWN YOUR PUSSY!” Kushina screamed as she felt the knot in her core grow tighter and tighter, threatening to unravel at any moment.
“Tell me Kushina-Chan! Tell me how much better my cock is compared to Minato’s, I need to hear you say it. Admit it to yourself!” Jiraiya demanded arrogantly, lost in a haze of perverse lust of his very own.
“IT’S SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER! I LOVE MINATO, BUT HE’LL NEVER BE ABLE TO MAKE ME CUM AGAIN, NOT AFTER TODAY! ONLY YOU CAN DO THAT TO ME JIRAIYA-SAMA! HIS DICK IS WORTHLESS TO ME NOW, ONLY YOU CAN SATISFY THIS CUNT! SO PLEASE. MAKE. ME. CUM!”
With the final condemnation of her sexual relationship with her fiance, Kushina’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her tongue lulled out of her mouth as orgasm took her. Her mouth held open wide in a silent scream, too strained for any sound to cum out as wave after wave of the most pleasure she had ever felt in her life rocked through her body never stopping as her white-haired lover fucked her through her orgasm. Feeling completely limp, she would have fallen backward if it wasn’t for Jiraiya propping her up against the wall once again. Speaking of Jiraiya, his grunts grew louder and more animalistic as he reached a climax of her own. Holding Kushina up with one arm, he forcefully grabbed Kushina by the chin and forced her to look him in the eye.
“Look at me slut, look at me as I claim your cunt as mine once and for all! WATCH AS I BREED YOU BITCH!” Jiraiya roared, his final victory complete as his climax finally arrived.
Suddenly Jiraiya went rigid, his muscles straining as he sheathed himself inside of Kushina just in time to pump the first of at least a dozen ropes of semen directly into her womb. With his final conscious thought for several moments, he leaned his head forward and brought Kushina into one last searing kiss. They held that position for several more moments before he finally stopped painting her insides white. Pulling back, both lovers breathed heavily as they remained in that position. Jiraiya slipped his free arm back under Kushina’s leg to keep the weak and wobbly woman propped up in her post-orgasmic state.
“F-Fuck, that was excellent ya’ know,” Kushina muttered, resting her forehead on Jiraiya’s shoulder. “Fucking someone really shouldn’t feel this good, you really are like a drug Ero-Sennin.”
“For what it’s worth, I don’t know why I’m so good at this. Some of it is practice and experience, but I guess I’m just naturally gifted in this area,” Jiraiya replied, chuckling along with his lover at the comment.
“Minato-Kun can never know about this, not ever. I can’t break his heart, I love him too much for that,” Kushina commented, suddenly becoming very serious.
“Agreed,” Jiraiya concurred, a small smile falling on his lips. “I really am a piece of shit, aren’t I? So much for Jiraiya the Gallant.”
“If you’re a piece of shit then I hate to think what that makes me,” Kushina shot back, raising her head off of his shoulder. “Best not to think about it. Besides, I hope you have more than one round in you, I am far from satisfied.”
“Oh Kushina-Chan, do you know me at all?” Jiraiya replied jovially, before taking the redhead in a kiss once again.