Chapter 3 (continued): The Husband’s Turn**

**Chapter 3 (continued): The Husband’s Turn**

Naruto stood up from the bed, stretching lazily. His heavy cock, still half-hard and glistening with Mebuki’s juices and his own cum, swung as he stepped back. He looked down at the ruined wife on the sheets—legs open, pussy gaping and overflowing with thick white cream—and then at the broken husband standing there with his small, hard cock in his hand.

“I’m done for now,” Naruto said casually, pulling his shorts back up. “You can have what’s left.”

He leaned down, cupped Mebuki’s cheek, and gave her a slow, possessive kiss that left her lips shiny. Then he whispered against her ear, loud enough for Kizashi to hear:

“Be nice to him. He’s still your husband.”

Mebuki nodded, eyes soft and glassy. “Yes, Naruto-kun…”

Naruto grabbed his shirt, gave Kizashi one last smirk, and walked out of the bedroom. The front door opened and closed a moment later. The higher power lingered in the air like a warm weight, keeping Mebuki’s body open and sensitive even after he was gone.

Silence filled the room.

Kizashi stood frozen at the foot of the bed, staring at his wife’s used cunt. Thick ropes of Naruto’s cum were still leaking out of her, trailing down over her asshole and onto the sheets. His own cock looked painfully small in comparison—thin, average length at best, the head already shiny with pre-cum from watching everything.

Mebuki propped herself up on her elbows. Her heavy breasts shifted with the movement. She looked at her husband with gentle, almost maternal eyes and opened her arms.

“Come here, Kizashi-kun,” she said softly, voice warm and coaxing. “Mommy’s ready for you now. You can put it in. It’s okay.”

The word Mommy hit him like a slap. His cock twitched hard.

He climbed onto the bed between her spread thighs, hands shaking. Mebuki reached down, wrapped her fingers around his small shaft, and guided the tip to her cum-filled entrance. The moment the head touched her, it slipped easily through the thick mess Naruto had left behind.

She pushed his hips forward.

Kizashi sank into her in one short thrust.

Mebuki’s face stayed soft and encouraging, but inside her mind the truth was merciless.

I can’t feel him… not really. After Naruto-kun stretched me open, this is nothing. It’s like he’s not even inside. Just a little warm pressure. But look at his face… he’s so desperate. I have to take care of him.

She cupped his cheeks with both hands, thumbs stroking his skin the way a mother soothes a child.

“That’s it, baby,” she cooed. “All the way in. Mommy’s cunt is all messy for you… full of that big cock’s cum… but you can still use it. Go on. Fuck Mommy’s used hole.”

Kizashi whimpered and started thrusting. Short, frantic strokes. The wet, filthy sounds of his small cock churning through another man’s load filled the quiet bedroom. Every time he pushed in, more of Naruto’s thick cream was forced out around his shaft, dripping down onto the sheets in sticky strands.

Mebuki kept her legs open and her voice sweet.

“Good boy… just like that. Does it feel nice? Mommy’s all loose and creamy for you…”

He can’t even stretch me. I barely feel the friction. But he’s looking at me like I’m everything. I love him. I still love him. So I’ll give him this.

She rolled her hips upward in slow, practiced motions, squeezing gently around him even though the squeeze did almost nothing for her. Her hands slid down to his ass, pulling him deeper, guiding his rhythm like she was teaching him.

“That’s my good boy,” she whispered. “Use Mommy’s cunt. It’s okay that it’s full of Naruto-kun’s cum… you can still come inside me. Mommy wants you to.”

Kizashi’s thrusts grew more desperate. His face was buried against her neck, breathing hard, almost crying. “Mebuki… I love you… I’m so sorry… I couldn’t stop him…”

“Shh.” She stroked the back of his head, voice pure mommy-dom softness. “It’s okay, baby. Mommy still loves you. Keep going. Fuck me. Show Mommy how much you need her.”

She started giving him the sounds he needed.

Soft, breathy moans. Little hitches of her voice. The same noises she used to make when they were younger and his cock still felt like enough. She tilted her head back, parted her lips, and let out a perfect, trembling “Ahh… Kizashi-kun…” right as he slammed in.

Inside, she felt almost nothing.

I’m faking every sound. Every little squeeze. Because if I don’t, he’ll break. And I love him too much to let that happen. Even if I can’t feel my husband’s micro penis anymore… I can still take care of him.

Kizashi’s rhythm stuttered. “I’m close… Mommy… I’m gonna—”

Mebuki tightened her arms around him and whispered right into his ear, voice pure loving domination:

“Come for Mommy. Fill me up, baby. Add your little load to Naruto-kun’s. Mommy wants both of you inside her.”

He buried himself as deep as his smaller cock could go and came with a broken sob. The amount was thin and small, almost lost inside the thick, heavy cream already packed into her womb. Mebuki held him through it, stroking his back, pressing soft kisses to his temple, murmuring sweet praise the entire time.

“Good boy… that’s it… give Mommy everything… I love you, Kizashi-kun… Mommy still loves you…”

When he finally pulled out, a watery mix of both men’s cum leaked from her. Mebuki looked down at the mess, then back up at her husband’s wrecked face, and gave him the softest, most loving smile she could manage.

She pulled him into her arms, cradling his head against her breasts like a child.

“You did so well, baby,” she whispered, kissing the top of his head. “Mommy’s proud of you. Even if I couldn’t really feel it… I still wanted you to have me.”

Kizashi trembled against her, broken and grateful and completely destroyed.

Outside, the higher power that Naruto had left behind pulsed once, quietly satisfied.

The husband had been allowed his turn.

And Mebuki had given it to him the only way she still could—with love, with lies, and with a cunt that no longer felt him.