Hinata looked at Kenji sitting on the sofa, her face softening into a warm smile. "Did you sleep well?" she asked gently, stepping over and reaching down to ruffle his blonde hair.
As she stepped closer, the fresh, sweet scent of her shampoo hit his nose. Damn, she smells good, Kenji thought. On the outside, he offered her a sweet smile. "Yes, Mom."
Seeing him respond so easily brought a bright beam of joy to her face. "Good boy, Kenji," she said softly, opening her arms wide. "Come give Mama a hug."
Kenji nodded instantly. Fuck, why would I waste an opportunity like this?
He stood up and stepped into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her damp waist. His face pressed straight into her full breasts, the towel doing little to block the warm, soft sensation of her body.
The scent of her damp skin filled his lungs. His cock twitched hard inside his pyjamas, a drop of precum leaking out against the fabric.
Hinata smiled, gently wrapping her arms around him in return but as she pulled him closer, she felt a thick, rigid length cock press firmly against her stomach.
She paused, looking down. Through his pyjamas, his eight-inch shaft was standing completely upright, poking straight into her abdomen.
This must be morning wood... wait, hasn't he peed yet? she wondered, confusion flickering in her eyes. With how much progress he's made, he should be able to go on his own now.
She looked into his eyes and asked softly, "Kenji, did you pee yet?"
Kenji grinned internally. Hehe, here's my chance.
On the outside, he pulled a completely confused expression, tilting his head slightly as if he didn't understand the question.
Seeing his innocent, lost face, a faint blush crept onto Hinata's cheeks. Do I really have to help him pee again?
Her eyes involuntarily drifted back down to the massive bulge in his pants. For a fraction of a second, a sudden, unwanted throb went straight to her core, making her feel oddly aroused.
What in the world am I thinking?! She immediately shook the thought out of her head, forcing a reassuring smile. "Let Mama help you. Come on, follow me."
She turned and began walking down the hallway toward the bathroom, still wrapped only in her bath towel. When she glanced over her shoulder, she saw him walking right behind her.
Reaching the bathroom door, she gently nudged Kenji inside, positioning him in front of the toilet bowl. Standing just outside the doorway, she pointed toward the water. "Kenji, pee. Just like we did yesterday."
Kenji pulled a confused face, looking back at her while mimicking a struggling voice. "Yest... erday...?"
Hinata nodded encouragingly and pleased that he was processing the word. "Yes, just like yesterday, remember?"
Kenji gave a slow nod. Reaching down, he pulled his pyjama pants down to his knees. Since he wasn't wearing any underwear underneath, his rock-hard, eight-inch cock instantly sprang free, throbbing in the cool air as it stood tall right in front of her.
The moment Hinata's eyes landed on his bare, pulsing shaft, her mind flashed straight back to last night's memory, the image of his massive dick fucking her wet pussy while she fingered herself on the toilet.
Her cheeks turned bright crimson instantly. She frantically shook her head, trying to banish the shameless memory from her mind.
Kenji stood in front of the toilet bowl with his dick fully exposed.
Time to push things further, he thought, silently activating his Lust Manipulation skill.
The system said E-Grade skills work completely on Genin but for higher-level ninja like Hinata, the effect is much weaker. Still, trying is better than nothing.
He focused the skill directly on Hinata. He felt a faint mental thread lock onto her lingering desires, though the connection felt fragile, as if it could snap at any moment due to his skill's low level.
Pushing his focus to the absolute limit, he dialed up her sexual urge as high as the skill would allow.
At the exact same moment, Kenji activated his D-Grade Mind Manipulation skill, targeting her mind as well. He began planting quiet, intrusive thoughts directly into her subconscious: What a gorgeous cock... it's so big... I want it deep inside my wet pussy...
An evil, scheming smile formed in Kenji's mind, while on the outside, he maintained the exact face of a cute, clueless boy waiting for his mother's instruction.
Fuck, why am I feeling so hot all of a sudden? A wave of unexplainable heat flushed through her body, her thoughts swirling into a confused haze as she stared at her adopted son's eight-inch length.
This is all Naruto's fault for leaving me unsatisfied last night... I need to make sure he fucks me today, Hinata rationalized, trying to push down the strange urges bubbling up inside her.
She forced herself to focus, clearing her throat. "Alright, Kenji... pee now, just like yesterday."
Kenji looked back at her with a blank, bewildered expression. After a brief pause, he gave her a slow nod, as if the realization had finally hit him.
Hinata let out a soft sigh of relief, expecting him to turn back around toward the toilet bowl but as she watched his next move, a deep crimson blush instantly spread across her face.
Instead of turning to pee, Kenji shifted his body directly toward her. His rock-hard dick was pointing straight in her direction. Right in front of her eyes, he wrapped his fingers loosely around his shaft and began clumsily stroking himself up and down.
Hinata stared in shock, her breath catching in her throat. Wait... is this the only part he remembers from yesterday?
She let out a flustered sigh and stepped forward, reaching out to grab his wrist to stop the motion. "No, Kenji! Not this... you need to pee! Do you understand?"
Kenji simply stared back at her with wide, innocent eyes, looking completely clueless.
Hinata bit her lip, her mind racing as she tried to figure out what to do. The unnatural heat swelling between her thighs was making it harder to think clearly.
If he keeps getting hard like this, I can't keep stroking him every time... I need to teach him how to masturbate properly so he can relieve himself on his own, an idea flashed in her mind.
Smiling gently at him, she relaxed her grip on his wrist. "Kenji... go ahead and do what you were doing."
On the outside, Kenji gave a simple, obedient nod and resumed clumsily stroking his thick length in front of her but inside his mind, his thoughts were racing.
What is she planning now? Kenji wondered, watching her stand near the bathroom doorway wrapped only in her damp towel.
While he didn't mind putting on a show, jacking off by himself wasn't the goal. He wanted her soft, warm hands back on his dick.