Chapter 3 - Making another Sister

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Pacing outside of her room, Boruto can’t help but notice that his mother really doesn’t remember. At first he’d worried that not drinking his cum wouldn’t work. He thought that maybe she had been pretending yesterday. He’d waited for her to approach him with anger, or for his father to show up and beat the shit out of him.

Today, she went and laid down at the same time she always does. She didn’t even lock her door, or tell him to stay away, or anything. He can only conclude that no, his seed does not need to be ingested for someone to lose sight of what just happened. In fact, he’s pretty sure it has nothing to do with his cum. It’s probably his orgasm itself, stealing memory from the person his dick is connected to. One day he’ll test that, figure out the mechanics, maybe even figure out how to use chakra to expand or use the ability without even involving his dick. He’s pretty sure the Yamanaka would fucking love him for coming up with some kind of crazy memory erasing ability off the fly.

But today?
Today he’s going to stuff his mother’s pussy.
He gulps as he pushes into her room, slowly tiptoeing his way over as stealthily as he can. He admires her body, adores her form. These thick thighs were likely wrapped around his father when he was made. Today, instead of climbing on top of her, he lifts her legs up. She stirs a little, but not quickly enough. He slots her legs right over his shoulders and slips between them as easily as breathing. She has such a nice pussy down here. Her tits gently rising and falling with her every breath does catch his attention, and he remembers cumming all over them. They were truly beautiful.

None of that matters right now. She’s a real woman, with a thick ass his balls slap against as he does what any boy would want to do to this woman; he hilts his cock inside Hinata. She takes him like a champion, her insides gripping him firmly but not even trying to slow down his descent into her by a little. “Oh fuck, mom!” He cries out loudly, not caring in the slightest if she wakes up. In fact, he’s very hopeful she jumps right up, and takes great pleasure in watching her eyes half-lid open. She’s pretending to be asleep now? That only makes him harder inside her slick folds.

His fingers dig into her hips, holding her firmly while he thrusts and takes great joy in just how wet her insides are. She’s so easy to move in, and her tits are bouncing around gloriously. He leans in, not caring whether she’ll admit she’s up or not, and uses his hands to squeeze both her tits together so he can take both nipples in his teeth. He sucks both of her teats at once, every rock of his cock deep inside her shifting her around and making her soupy depths all the more glorious for his aching need. Her feet slap his back with every plunge, his hips jackhammering into the woman who made him hard enough that she can’t hold back her glorious moaning. Her attempts to pretend this isn’t happening get less and less believable by the second. Even if he hadn’t seen her eyes, he’d know by now.

Hinata’s enjoying his dick deep inside of her. Is his father neglecting his mother?
He’ll have to make this a regular thing then. He’ll change things so that her body loves his cock and his cock alone. He’ll fuck her harder than he ever did, he’ll treat her to the things she likes, he’ll study her body and learn every single sensual spot she has so he can abuse them and make her a dripping mess on the drop of a hat.

And when she’s finally unable to resist him, when she gives into him in an instant and begs for more even without remembering the last time. When he’s become her mysterious sexual guardian despite her having no idea who he is or how this is happening.

He’ll find a way to control when he erases memories, and he’ll make her remember that her son is a much better husband than his father. He’s a bit of a momma’s boy, he’ll admit it. His father’s an asshole, and Hinata is perfect.

“Mom, moom, haah, I know you’re awake!” He cries out as his thrusts get all the more frantic, his dick twitching deep inside her depths without the slightest care in the world. Her heat sucks him in, it absorbs him, it brings him bliss like nothing else ever has. Ino was nothing compared to where he came from. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Wha-Boruto no!” Hinata’s eyes snap open mid moan, unable to pretend any longer. Her legs pull, her feet pressing deep against his back and her toe nails scraping against his back even as she rebukes him. “You’re throbbing, you can’t, you can’t cum inside mommy!”

He gets faster at that, truly mimicking a fuck machine. His grunts so close together it almost sounds like one continuous groan. His throbbing so fast and pressing it feels like his cock is vibrating inside her. “You’ll get me pregnant!” Hinata warns urgently.

“That's the, point!” His balls flare, heat flowing through him like no other. It’s time to be a man, and he has no intentions of backing out. “Let’s make me another little sister!”

“Boruto, nooo!” She could stop him at any point. He’s not dumb, he knows what his mother is capable of. The fact that she doesn’t push him out as his engorged length starts pouring hot seed directly into her hungry baby chute is more than enough for him to know this is a path he can take.

It’s a path he’s taking.
He quickly steals her lips before his cum takes effect. He steals a gracious, intimate moment from a woman who gives in entirely too fast for him to take her protests even a little seriously.
And then, knowing he’s on a timer, he slips out of her dripping, drooling pussy and slips away.
Content that she’ll one day know where her third child came from, but that day won’t be today.
