Lemon Collection

"Just let it happen. You will feel quite good soon," Kushina whispered and started a gentle, soft and slow back and forth motion, barely making contact with the surface of his p.e.n.i.s.

"Muummm… I think… you should stop before… ummm…" Naruto tried to say, but his voice came out as a low whimper.

Her soft and smooth hand was obviously way better than his muscular and rough one.

It was so good that even his happy place couldn't entertain him for very long.

"Shushhhh," Kushina whispered and tightened her grip.

She pulled the foreskin back and exposed the tip of his swelling crown.

It was light-purple and full of life.

He was very healthy, but that was already given with all the trainings he had done.

"M….ugmmmmm!" The m.o.a.n escaped his throat while his engorging c.o.c.k gave a pump.

The hand job was already more pleasurable than he had ever thought possible, and he wanted her length her stroke all the way from the tip to base.

That way, he could feel her hand on every inch of his p.e.n.i.s.

She was quite into the task, taking great pride in her womanly craft.

Her husband loved it, and her son obviously would.

Due to that, she'd expected her son to grow like her husband would, but instead of lengthening and hardening, he was thickening.

Within a dozen more methodological strokes, his c.o.c.k had gotten so wide that her thumb and middle finger couldn't touch each other on the opposite side of her palm.

The fully exposed purple mushroom was size of a plum, making her violet-brown eyes widened.

Naruto gasped and gasped as his mother continued to beat him off, wanting to see how large his c.o.c.k could swell to.

It was quiet mesmerizing to her, and since his father hadn't really entertained her for a least a week, she was in somewhat of a s.e.x.u.a.l haze.

"Muuuuumm… stop… please…. stop…. ughmmmmm!"

Kushina didn't hear him.

The intense heat wrapped in her masterful hand with its rock-like hardness along with the bead of pre-c.u.m forming at the puffy tip had her completely hypnotized.

She didn't realize her face was getting very close to his incredible c.o.c.k, and if it wasn't for his hand stopping her stroking, she would have licked the tip and taste her son for the first time.

"See… it's not normal is it?" Naruto laboured.

If anymore, he would have exploded right in her face since it was so close. That would not end well.

"Ah, you f.u.c.k.i.n.g dumbass! Why did you stop her for?" Kurama roared. "Blow it over her face! C'mon!"

Kushina had the same thought, but she refrained from speaking it out loud.

Instead, she cleared her throat and uttered: "Huh?"

There was a moment of awkward silence.

With her hand holding on his d.i.c.k hand his hand on the back of hers, his mind was completely blank for a moment.

"It's short, isn't it, mum?" Naruto weakly let loose.

He didn't know what else to say, and her face was so close that he might actually unload his balls if she stroked him anymore.

In truth, his c.o.c.k seemed kind of short when it was fully stiffened.

Kushina finally retained control of the situation.

She was supposed to check on his erection only, but she went a bit further than that.

The throbbing upon her palm told her he was on the edge, and anymore on her part, it would become an incredible awkward situation.

With that in mind, she immediately took her hand away and drawled in a deep breath. That was a mistake. The heady scent of musk leaping off from his huge c.o.c.k made her light headed.

"Are you okay, mum?" Naruto asked when his mother drank in more of manly intoxication, relishing on the spring of his youth.

"I'm fine, Sochi. I'm just feeling a bit light headed, that's all," Kushina assured and brushed her silky long red-hair back to distract him.

She had to agree with her son on it being fairly short, but it was also very thick. She smiled when she realized her eyes were playing trick on her and wrapped her hand around it once more.

"No, it's not short. It's pretty long, considering."

Kushina assured.

"Aww… you're just saying that to make me feel better," Naruto responded. His c.h.e.s.t puffed with pride and glee. It was no longer normal! She finally said it!

"We can measure it if you want," Kushina offered with a full smile. Her hand refused to let go of his thick c.o.c.k for one reason or another. "Do you have a measuring tape that we can use?"

Naruto nodded and unsealed one from all the wiggling black tattoos around his forearm. "Here, you go, mum."

"Why do you have a measuring tape sealed in your arm?" Kushina asked.

The sealing art – Fuuinjutsu – was her clan's forte, but despite so, her husband and her son were far better than her. Her son might be the best at it by now.

"I like to be prepared," Naruto said.

"Crazy prepared," Kurama snorted in his mindscape. "The real question is: what don't you have stashed on you?"

Kushina accepted the answer and took the tape. It was a good thing to be prepared for anything.

"Now, let see how long you're actually is," she said and jacked him off to full hardness, causing him to gasp and covered his face in distress.

He was trying very hard to hold it in.