Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Broken Pencil ❯ The Voyeur ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MarkTwain 
Kurenai has just returned from her various missions for the day, when what should she see but the Fifth partaking in some surprising, yet disturbing behavior...
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.31.2006 | Updated On: 01.31.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 515 | Status: Completed
Kurenai has just returned from her various missions for the day, when what should she see but the Fifth partaking in some surprising, yet disturbing behavior...
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.31.2006 | Updated On: 01.31.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 515 | Status: Completed
Kurenai was returning from her mission to one of the other countries. Tsunade had been sending her and the other Jounins on many missions after the recent war with the Sound and the Sand lately, as the number of shinobi who lived in Konoha had dropped. If that attack had never occurred, Kurenai would still be training her group of Genin who hadn't passed the Chuunin exams, but they still did pretty well. Hinata had done wonderfully in the preliminaries, even against Neji, she had shown that she possessed what it took to make an excellent shinobi. Kiba had also done well, he had lost because of the luck that Uzumaki kid seemed to possess. Then there was Shino, he wa far far the most mysterious of the three. He never did get to show off his skills during the actual tournament. From what she heard from his father after the battle had ended, he had actually fought that Sand Genin who had forfeited his match to Shino, and won.
That was all good and well, but it seemed like her team had all spread apart, and weren't really working together anymore, and she was somewhat annoyed by that fact. She still had much to teach them, but with Shino off God knows where with his father, Kiba running off with Shikamaru, (last she had heard), and his group to bring back that brat Sasuke. Hinata had shut herself up in her household with her father, and they were supposedly training much harder than before, she seemed to have gained some confidence from somewhere. And now she, Kurenai, was out doing missions again to help Konoha out in its time of need. She wasn't really pleased with that, but she could live with it. She always did end up living with these sorts of things. Being the newest Jounin, she was always given jobs that the other Jounins didn't want to do, like sitting in on the Chuunin school classes, making small guest appearances, and things like that. She also received jobs that required her to be a sort of ambassador between the Leaf and other countries, (as a matter of fact, that was just where she had come from), and was never given any missions of real import.
Now Kurenai, as her name suggests (Crimson in English), has a long fuse. She isn't as hot tempered as one would think, but once she has been aroused into anger or passion of any kind, she will stay that way for a long, long time, much like a slow burning fire. Not to mention, recently, Kurenai has been reaching closer and closer to the end of her fuse, ready to burst out in any direction, whether towards violence or passion, not even she could tell which.
Kurenai had just re-entered the village through the South Gate, her short reverie broken by familiar sounds of the village coming up to greet her ears warmly. It was always pleasant returning home from one of the more hostile countries, she didn't have to watch every single step she took with caution back home. She could walk freely in the open, or find a spot in the shade of the trees and take an uneventful nap without worries. Well, without any major worries, as she could be called out to a mission at any time, just as she had been the last time. Sighing, she strolled down the busy streets of Konoha, a bit of melancholy creeping its way into her mood. The sounds of the street around her rose and fell, vendors hawking their wares, citizens bartering with said vendors, children playing, it all seemed to raise the temperature of the street to an unbearable degree of heat. Kurenai began to sweat a bit, and the hot air around her dampened her mood even more, irritating her bit by bit until she couldn't stand it anymore.
She took a short side street away from the noise and the people. The sounds of her village were nice, but she didn't think she could deal with it at the moment. As she slipped down the alleyway, further and further away from the buildings of the main part of town, she found herself moving through the cool forests that were where the namesake Konoha came from. The green leaves of the forest rustled slightly from small breezes that eased themselves through the woods, and Kurenai was beginning to feel much better already. "Now, all I need is a sight of something to make me feel more at ease," she thought to herself, as she changed her course slightly, heading towards the stone faces of the past Hokages. They always seemed to comfort her, as they held the strength that had held up the village in all of its previous conflicts. Somehow, knowing that they were always there gave her more comfort than she could ever imagine.
As she neared the faces, however, a strange sound came to her ears, and she was immediately on alert, trying to find out whether or not that rustling in the bushes was an enemy, or a friend. Quickly leaping up into the trees as quietly as she could, she made her way towards the source of the sound. As she snuck closer and closer to the sound, it became more and more distinct. A soft sound, as if someone were... Kurenai's eyes opened wide.
The scene before her was as fantastical as if all the other Hokages had come down from their stone faces on the walls and greeted Kurenai as if they had known her all their life. There before Kurenai, was Tsunade, her hips bobbing up and down over what appeared to be a small boy, who could not appear to be more than eight years old. Kurenai slumped down to her knees as she watched the scene in amazement. The fifth, Godaime, was having sex with a child. Tsunade let out a small moan that traveled up to Kurenai's ears. The sound snapped Kurenai's frozen mind back into action, and it whirled from all of the thoughts flying through it. She put her hands to her face, but could not stop her eyes from watching the methodical rising and falling of her Hokages hips, as her lower lips slowly engulfed the little boy.
What came over Kurenai then, she could not even believe herself, but her hands touching her face became very warm, and her left hand traveled down to her breast and gave a small playful squeeze, and cupped her breast through her bandage like clothing. She looked at her hand sternly, and told it not to continue this nonsense in her head, but her hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it continued to tease her nipple and breast through her clothes. Soon, Kurenai's face became really warm, and she looked up from her hand, only to see Tsunade beginning to speed up, reaching closer and closer to her climax over the little boy, whom she didn't know. Her left hand reached through the V-shaped opening in the front of her bandages on her chest, and found the bare flesh of Kurenai's right breast, and began to massage and knead the breast, ever so softly. She continued to watch, and continued to tell her hand to cut it out in her head, but it wasn't as strong of a command anymore. Her hand began to play with her now erect right nipple, slowly squeezing it, and pulling it ever so slightly.
Tsunade was very close now, Kurenai could tell, and in response to that thought, her right hand finally moved from her face. She thought she was going to have her right hand stop the other hand from playing with her nipples, and getting her so hot, but instead, it reached down, down, and slid over the front of her bandages around her waist, cupping her womanhood. She took in a deep breath as her right hand began to fondle her over her clothes, and she could almost feel the wetness beginning to take form. It was at that time that she looked up, and noticed that Tsunade was already clothing herself and the young boy, who had seemed to fall asleep. Kurenai's hands stopped voluntarily, but that was more out of fear of being caught than of her actually not wanting to continue. She was still very hot, and her mind could think of only two things, the first was that she had to get out of there without Tsunade finding her in her current state, and the second... was of finding somewhere, and someone to help her finish what she had started.
Her left hand, not giving up, continued to fondle her breast, and tugged at her nipple, as Kurenai watched Tsunade pick up the little boy, and take him over to the stone faces of the previous Hokages. Kurenai managed to force her hands to obey her, as she stalked Tsunade up to the stone faces, and watched as she reached down and gave the boy a kiss on the cheek and strode away.
At that moment, Kurenai's hands once again tried to continue their fondling of her body, but she managed to stop them this time. That didn't make her any less wet, and she ran through a quick list of some of her male friends among the Jounins that may be able to help her resolve her... current problem. She closed her eyes and ran through the list again, but she couldn't think of any of them that were currently free. Genma, Raido and Kakashi were all hospitalized still, while the others were all out running missions. Sighing heavily, Kurenai had just resolved herself to taking care of her problem herself... when she opened her eyes, and saw that the little boy was still there.
Her inner struggle only lasted a couple of seconds, weighing how bad she would be if she did, versus how lonely it would be alone. She leapt down to the soft grass and walked up to the circle of stones, reaching down, she gently lifted up the little boy, with his notebook on his chest. The covered spelled out the characters for Udon. Udon. So that was his name, she wished she hadn't just learned his name, because that made what she was doing all the more real. Ignoring these thoughts, and acting on pure instinct, Kurenai snuck back to her own apartment, small boy held in her hands, without anyone seeing her.
Inside of her apartment, she quickly laid the little boy, little Udon, down onto her bed, and began unwrapping her bandages as quickly as she could, coming close to tearing them off. Her top off, her breasts dangled freely above her stomach, and felt the chill air of the air conditioning in her apartment. She quickly finished unwrapping her lower half, now completely exposed to the cold air in her apartment, but that didn't seem to matter that much to her, as her right hand reached down to feel the warm moistness in her lower lips. She walked over to the bed, where she had lain the small Udon, and crawled up onto it, straddling the little boy, she put her face close to his, and shook him gently, trying to wake him up.
Slowly, Udon regained consciousness, and his eyes came into focus, seeing a strange woman above him with an odd fiery look in her eyes. He began to say something, but Kurenai put her finger to his lips, and hushed him, whispering quietly, "This is a dream..." to which Udon could not tell whether or not that was the truth, but he let himself be hushed, and rested his head back, feeling somewhat tired.
"It must be a dream," he thought to himself, he felt so tired, he couldn't even remember why he had fallen asleep yet... But that came flooding back to him as he remembered what had just happened while he was awake... with Tsunade... and a blush came to his cheeks. Kurenai smiled down at him and slipped her hands up under his shirt, pulling it off of his bodyavinaving his bare chest naked. She moved her head down to kiss his nipples, when she felt a small shift in between his legs. The young ones were always ready, she had thought to herself with a smile, but little did she know that Udon was already in another world in his head, remembering what had just happened with Tsunade.
Kurenai worked her way slowly down, kissing his stomach, and then reaching out her hands to unzip his pants, and pull them down off of his legs as quickly as she could. The boy was large for his age, she would give him that, but it still might not be enough, she hoped that it would be. She slowly kissed the tip of his boyhood, teasing it with her tongue, and Udon let out a small gasp as he was brought back to this world, his "dream", so to speak. He looked down and saw that woman from earlier, the one who had told him it was a dream, with one hand around him, and her mouth slowly moving up and down the side. Kurenai's hand worked slowly on the boy, and she brought her mouth back up to the tip, and ever so slowly took it entirely into her mouth. She played with the end of him inside of her mouth with her tongue, and she began to move her face down the shaft, finally taking all of him into her mouth. She stayed there for a few seconds, as Udon moaned quietly, and then brought her head back to the tip, almost letting him out of her mouth before plunging back down, swallowing him.
Kurenai kept this up for a short while before she decided the child should return the favor, and she let him out of her mouth, and rotated her body around, her hips hovering just above his small face. She then took him back into her mouth, and continued her slow, rhythmic up and down motion, only she reached back with one hand and began to fondle herself over the boy's face, tracing a finger up and down her lower lips but never actually inserting a finger. Udon, far from being slow, reached up with a small hand and began to stroke Kurenai as she had been doing, first with his one hand, then with his other, just as she had been doing. Kurenai's body shivered with excitement, and it was all she could do to continue her work.
Slowly, she stopped and told Udon to insert a finger into her, and she gasped quickly, her hand still stroking him, as he did as he was told. Unfortunately, his hands weren't fully developed, but they were soft and gentle, which almost made up for the size. Her hips bucking slightly, "Please put another in," she asked the boy, and he couldn't do anymore than oblige. Kurenai let a moan escape her mouth as Udon began to slide his fingers in and out of her, first quickly, and then slower, not able to decide on a rhythm as he was still inexperienced. But for Kurenai, it was exactly what she needed in her current state. Her breath quickened as she took him into her mouth once again, and began to rock her head up and down more quickly than the last time.
Feeling Udon start to tense up beneath her, she slowed down and stopped the rocking motion, and looked back at the boy, who was still playing with her womanhood. She stretched her back up, so she was almost sitting on the boy's face, before she lifted her right leg over his face, and was sitting on her knees at a perpendicular angle next to him. Kurenai leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, before she reached her arms underneath him, and lifted him to a sitting position. She then lay herself down on her back, and grabbed the boy with her legs, pressing him closer to her. Udon quickly caught on to what she wanted him to do, as his boyhood was pulled closer to her womanhood.
Kurenai reached her hand down between her legs, to better guide Udon into her. Her other hand reached down to open her lips, while her right hand led him into her, her legs wrapped around him, pushing him deeply inside of her. The lips of Kurenai's mouth parted as air rushed out in a moan, and her legs around Udon's back relaxed, letting him pull out a little ways. Not all the way though, as the feeling for Udon of being inside this woman, even if it was a drewas was something he did not want to give up, and he pressed himself back inside of her. She bit her lip in pleasure as he thrust himself in and out of her, picking up speed as he went. Kurenai began to arch her back, her hips sliding back and forth to match Udon's pace.
Udon's stomach muscles began to tense as he was nearing his climax, and Kurenai found herself nearing the same point. Her hips swayed in time with Udon, and her breaths came in short gasps. She reached her left hand up to squeeze her breast as her right hand reached down to massage the skin just above her lower lips while Udon continued thrusting himself in and out of her. She reached her hand back up and placed her fingers in her mouth, biting down slightly to help muffle the moans that were trying to fight their way out of mouth.
With one more plunge into Kurenai, Udon brought her to a climax and she moaned ecstasy around the finger in her mouth. Udon, having been close himself, continued to thrust himself into her, and reached his own climax inside of Kurenai. She lay back, fondling her breasts for a moment, relishing the sensations that were now leaving her body, and she sighed. Looking up, she saw Udon's child like face, just kind of looking at her with an innocence that was disarming, and she sat up, her hands reaching up to his cheeks and pulling his face towards hers in one final kiss.
Before Udon's eyes, leaves began to fall, and the scene of the beautiful woman in front of him, began to vanish, as he fell asleep. Kurenai had used a weak Genjutsu on him, in order to help the story that had had told him, that he had been in a dream. Smiling, she laid the boy down on the bed, and stood up, dressing herself in some clean clothes before she went to meet with the fifth, and reported her news about that boring ambassador mission. She then went back to Udon, and pulled his pants back onto him, and gently lifted his upper body, putting his shirt gently over his head, and placing his little arms through the sleeves. She tied his little shoes for him, and lifted him up off the bed.
Kurenai opened her door and glanced down the hallway in either direction, and she quickly crept out into the hallway, bearing the young Udon in her arms. She slipped out of her apartment area with little trouble, and she brought him back to the stone faces of the previous Hokages, laying him back down in front of them. She looked up at the faces, their age seemed to emanate strength, and she took comfort in that as she patted the boys head, and left him to sleep off his "dream" of the last few hours. Kurenai let a grin linger on her face as she headed off to report on her mission to the fifth, and Udon lay sleeping quietly, a contented smile on his face, under the protection of the stone faces.
That was all good and well, but it seemed like her team had all spread apart, and weren't really working together anymore, and she was somewhat annoyed by that fact. She still had much to teach them, but with Shino off God knows where with his father, Kiba running off with Shikamaru, (last she had heard), and his group to bring back that brat Sasuke. Hinata had shut herself up in her household with her father, and they were supposedly training much harder than before, she seemed to have gained some confidence from somewhere. And now she, Kurenai, was out doing missions again to help Konoha out in its time of need. She wasn't really pleased with that, but she could live with it. She always did end up living with these sorts of things. Being the newest Jounin, she was always given jobs that the other Jounins didn't want to do, like sitting in on the Chuunin school classes, making small guest appearances, and things like that. She also received jobs that required her to be a sort of ambassador between the Leaf and other countries, (as a matter of fact, that was just where she had come from), and was never given any missions of real import.
Now Kurenai, as her name suggests (Crimson in English), has a long fuse. She isn't as hot tempered as one would think, but once she has been aroused into anger or passion of any kind, she will stay that way for a long, long time, much like a slow burning fire. Not to mention, recently, Kurenai has been reaching closer and closer to the end of her fuse, ready to burst out in any direction, whether towards violence or passion, not even she could tell which.
Kurenai had just re-entered the village through the South Gate, her short reverie broken by familiar sounds of the village coming up to greet her ears warmly. It was always pleasant returning home from one of the more hostile countries, she didn't have to watch every single step she took with caution back home. She could walk freely in the open, or find a spot in the shade of the trees and take an uneventful nap without worries. Well, without any major worries, as she could be called out to a mission at any time, just as she had been the last time. Sighing, she strolled down the busy streets of Konoha, a bit of melancholy creeping its way into her mood. The sounds of the street around her rose and fell, vendors hawking their wares, citizens bartering with said vendors, children playing, it all seemed to raise the temperature of the street to an unbearable degree of heat. Kurenai began to sweat a bit, and the hot air around her dampened her mood even more, irritating her bit by bit until she couldn't stand it anymore.
She took a short side street away from the noise and the people. The sounds of her village were nice, but she didn't think she could deal with it at the moment. As she slipped down the alleyway, further and further away from the buildings of the main part of town, she found herself moving through the cool forests that were where the namesake Konoha came from. The green leaves of the forest rustled slightly from small breezes that eased themselves through the woods, and Kurenai was beginning to feel much better already. "Now, all I need is a sight of something to make me feel more at ease," she thought to herself, as she changed her course slightly, heading towards the stone faces of the past Hokages. They always seemed to comfort her, as they held the strength that had held up the village in all of its previous conflicts. Somehow, knowing that they were always there gave her more comfort than she could ever imagine.
As she neared the faces, however, a strange sound came to her ears, and she was immediately on alert, trying to find out whether or not that rustling in the bushes was an enemy, or a friend. Quickly leaping up into the trees as quietly as she could, she made her way towards the source of the sound. As she snuck closer and closer to the sound, it became more and more distinct. A soft sound, as if someone were... Kurenai's eyes opened wide.
The scene before her was as fantastical as if all the other Hokages had come down from their stone faces on the walls and greeted Kurenai as if they had known her all their life. There before Kurenai, was Tsunade, her hips bobbing up and down over what appeared to be a small boy, who could not appear to be more than eight years old. Kurenai slumped down to her knees as she watched the scene in amazement. The fifth, Godaime, was having sex with a child. Tsunade let out a small moan that traveled up to Kurenai's ears. The sound snapped Kurenai's frozen mind back into action, and it whirled from all of the thoughts flying through it. She put her hands to her face, but could not stop her eyes from watching the methodical rising and falling of her Hokages hips, as her lower lips slowly engulfed the little boy.
What came over Kurenai then, she could not even believe herself, but her hands touching her face became very warm, and her left hand traveled down to her breast and gave a small playful squeeze, and cupped her breast through her bandage like clothing. She looked at her hand sternly, and told it not to continue this nonsense in her head, but her hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it continued to tease her nipple and breast through her clothes. Soon, Kurenai's face became really warm, and she looked up from her hand, only to see Tsunade beginning to speed up, reaching closer and closer to her climax over the little boy, whom she didn't know. Her left hand reached through the V-shaped opening in the front of her bandages on her chest, and found the bare flesh of Kurenai's right breast, and began to massage and knead the breast, ever so softly. She continued to watch, and continued to tell her hand to cut it out in her head, but it wasn't as strong of a command anymore. Her hand began to play with her now erect right nipple, slowly squeezing it, and pulling it ever so slightly.
Tsunade was very close now, Kurenai could tell, and in response to that thought, her right hand finally moved from her face. She thought she was going to have her right hand stop the other hand from playing with her nipples, and getting her so hot, but instead, it reached down, down, and slid over the front of her bandages around her waist, cupping her womanhood. She took in a deep breath as her right hand began to fondle her over her clothes, and she could almost feel the wetness beginning to take form. It was at that time that she looked up, and noticed that Tsunade was already clothing herself and the young boy, who had seemed to fall asleep. Kurenai's hands stopped voluntarily, but that was more out of fear of being caught than of her actually not wanting to continue. She was still very hot, and her mind could think of only two things, the first was that she had to get out of there without Tsunade finding her in her current state, and the second... was of finding somewhere, and someone to help her finish what she had started.
Her left hand, not giving up, continued to fondle her breast, and tugged at her nipple, as Kurenai watched Tsunade pick up the little boy, and take him over to the stone faces of the previous Hokages. Kurenai managed to force her hands to obey her, as she stalked Tsunade up to the stone faces, and watched as she reached down and gave the boy a kiss on the cheek and strode away.
At that moment, Kurenai's hands once again tried to continue their fondling of her body, but she managed to stop them this time. That didn't make her any less wet, and she ran through a quick list of some of her male friends among the Jounins that may be able to help her resolve her... current problem. She closed her eyes and ran through the list again, but she couldn't think of any of them that were currently free. Genma, Raido and Kakashi were all hospitalized still, while the others were all out running missions. Sighing heavily, Kurenai had just resolved herself to taking care of her problem herself... when she opened her eyes, and saw that the little boy was still there.
Her inner struggle only lasted a couple of seconds, weighing how bad she would be if she did, versus how lonely it would be alone. She leapt down to the soft grass and walked up to the circle of stones, reaching down, she gently lifted up the little boy, with his notebook on his chest. The covered spelled out the characters for Udon. Udon. So that was his name, she wished she hadn't just learned his name, because that made what she was doing all the more real. Ignoring these thoughts, and acting on pure instinct, Kurenai snuck back to her own apartment, small boy held in her hands, without anyone seeing her.
Inside of her apartment, she quickly laid the little boy, little Udon, down onto her bed, and began unwrapping her bandages as quickly as she could, coming close to tearing them off. Her top off, her breasts dangled freely above her stomach, and felt the chill air of the air conditioning in her apartment. She quickly finished unwrapping her lower half, now completely exposed to the cold air in her apartment, but that didn't seem to matter that much to her, as her right hand reached down to feel the warm moistness in her lower lips. She walked over to the bed, where she had lain the small Udon, and crawled up onto it, straddling the little boy, she put her face close to his, and shook him gently, trying to wake him up.
Slowly, Udon regained consciousness, and his eyes came into focus, seeing a strange woman above him with an odd fiery look in her eyes. He began to say something, but Kurenai put her finger to his lips, and hushed him, whispering quietly, "This is a dream..." to which Udon could not tell whether or not that was the truth, but he let himself be hushed, and rested his head back, feeling somewhat tired.
"It must be a dream," he thought to himself, he felt so tired, he couldn't even remember why he had fallen asleep yet... But that came flooding back to him as he remembered what had just happened while he was awake... with Tsunade... and a blush came to his cheeks. Kurenai smiled down at him and slipped her hands up under his shirt, pulling it off of his bodyavinaving his bare chest naked. She moved her head down to kiss his nipples, when she felt a small shift in between his legs. The young ones were always ready, she had thought to herself with a smile, but little did she know that Udon was already in another world in his head, remembering what had just happened with Tsunade.
Kurenai worked her way slowly down, kissing his stomach, and then reaching out her hands to unzip his pants, and pull them down off of his legs as quickly as she could. The boy was large for his age, she would give him that, but it still might not be enough, she hoped that it would be. She slowly kissed the tip of his boyhood, teasing it with her tongue, and Udon let out a small gasp as he was brought back to this world, his "dream", so to speak. He looked down and saw that woman from earlier, the one who had told him it was a dream, with one hand around him, and her mouth slowly moving up and down the side. Kurenai's hand worked slowly on the boy, and she brought her mouth back up to the tip, and ever so slowly took it entirely into her mouth. She played with the end of him inside of her mouth with her tongue, and she began to move her face down the shaft, finally taking all of him into her mouth. She stayed there for a few seconds, as Udon moaned quietly, and then brought her head back to the tip, almost letting him out of her mouth before plunging back down, swallowing him.
Kurenai kept this up for a short while before she decided the child should return the favor, and she let him out of her mouth, and rotated her body around, her hips hovering just above his small face. She then took him back into her mouth, and continued her slow, rhythmic up and down motion, only she reached back with one hand and began to fondle herself over the boy's face, tracing a finger up and down her lower lips but never actually inserting a finger. Udon, far from being slow, reached up with a small hand and began to stroke Kurenai as she had been doing, first with his one hand, then with his other, just as she had been doing. Kurenai's body shivered with excitement, and it was all she could do to continue her work.
Slowly, she stopped and told Udon to insert a finger into her, and she gasped quickly, her hand still stroking him, as he did as he was told. Unfortunately, his hands weren't fully developed, but they were soft and gentle, which almost made up for the size. Her hips bucking slightly, "Please put another in," she asked the boy, and he couldn't do anymore than oblige. Kurenai let a moan escape her mouth as Udon began to slide his fingers in and out of her, first quickly, and then slower, not able to decide on a rhythm as he was still inexperienced. But for Kurenai, it was exactly what she needed in her current state. Her breath quickened as she took him into her mouth once again, and began to rock her head up and down more quickly than the last time.
Feeling Udon start to tense up beneath her, she slowed down and stopped the rocking motion, and looked back at the boy, who was still playing with her womanhood. She stretched her back up, so she was almost sitting on the boy's face, before she lifted her right leg over his face, and was sitting on her knees at a perpendicular angle next to him. Kurenai leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, before she reached her arms underneath him, and lifted him to a sitting position. She then lay herself down on her back, and grabbed the boy with her legs, pressing him closer to her. Udon quickly caught on to what she wanted him to do, as his boyhood was pulled closer to her womanhood.
Kurenai reached her hand down between her legs, to better guide Udon into her. Her other hand reached down to open her lips, while her right hand led him into her, her legs wrapped around him, pushing him deeply inside of her. The lips of Kurenai's mouth parted as air rushed out in a moan, and her legs around Udon's back relaxed, letting him pull out a little ways. Not all the way though, as the feeling for Udon of being inside this woman, even if it was a drewas was something he did not want to give up, and he pressed himself back inside of her. She bit her lip in pleasure as he thrust himself in and out of her, picking up speed as he went. Kurenai began to arch her back, her hips sliding back and forth to match Udon's pace.
Udon's stomach muscles began to tense as he was nearing his climax, and Kurenai found herself nearing the same point. Her hips swayed in time with Udon, and her breaths came in short gasps. She reached her left hand up to squeeze her breast as her right hand reached down to massage the skin just above her lower lips while Udon continued thrusting himself in and out of her. She reached her hand back up and placed her fingers in her mouth, biting down slightly to help muffle the moans that were trying to fight their way out of mouth.
With one more plunge into Kurenai, Udon brought her to a climax and she moaned ecstasy around the finger in her mouth. Udon, having been close himself, continued to thrust himself into her, and reached his own climax inside of Kurenai. She lay back, fondling her breasts for a moment, relishing the sensations that were now leaving her body, and she sighed. Looking up, she saw Udon's child like face, just kind of looking at her with an innocence that was disarming, and she sat up, her hands reaching up to his cheeks and pulling his face towards hers in one final kiss.
Before Udon's eyes, leaves began to fall, and the scene of the beautiful woman in front of him, began to vanish, as he fell asleep. Kurenai had used a weak Genjutsu on him, in order to help the story that had had told him, that he had been in a dream. Smiling, she laid the boy down on the bed, and stood up, dressing herself in some clean clothes before she went to meet with the fifth, and reported her news about that boring ambassador mission. She then went back to Udon, and pulled his pants back onto him, and gently lifted his upper body, putting his shirt gently over his head, and placing his little arms through the sleeves. She tied his little shoes for him, and lifted him up off the bed.
Kurenai opened her door and glanced down the hallway in either direction, and she quickly crept out into the hallway, bearing the young Udon in her arms. She slipped out of her apartment area with little trouble, and she brought him back to the stone faces of the previous Hokages, laying him back down in front of them. She looked up at the faces, their age seemed to emanate strength, and she took comfort in that as she patted the boys head, and left him to sleep off his "dream" of the last few hours. Kurenai let a grin linger on her face as she headed off to report on her mission to the fifth, and Udon lay sleeping quietly, a contented smile on his face, under the protection of the stone faces.