PrimeTime : Reloaded

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Off to the side, Shiro, Jin, Yami, and Gatou stood huddled together, their eyes glued to the scene unfolding before them. 

"Damn, did you see that?" Jin muttered, shaking his head in disbelief as he followed every movement Kushina made. "Jiraiya got them to run and get soaked."

Yami smirked, not bothering to hide his amusement. "Well he won the bet it seems and see how they are acting if they know what they are doing" He folded his arms as he looked at ladies taking some more pictures, 

Yami glanced over at Gatou. "He could probably get them to do a wet t-shirt shoot next without even trying."

Gatou chuckled, his eyes never leaving ladies on the beach. "Jiraiya's a legend for a reason. Women like Kushina and Kurenai may know how to tease, but he knows how to turn that teasing into a show. I'm telling you, I wouldn't be surprised if he pushes for something even bolder next time. He can manipulate them to do anything."

"Bolder?" Jin scoffed. "How do you top this? It's like the ultimate tease. Wet bikini, running on the beach—it's already perfect. Anything more would be overkill."

Yami snickered. "Overkill for you, maybe. But that's because you're too simple. I bet Jiraiya-san can get them to do nude shoots with little words as well."

Jin's face twisted in annoyance. "Perhaps, I want to learn how he does it so effortlessly."

Yami's smirk widened. "That I can agree with you my little cousin." His eyes lingered on Kushina and Kurenai as they leaned in camera and their wet bikinis hugged their form more. "But honestly, I think we all win just from watching this."

Jin nodded, though his face still held traces of irritation being called little. "Yeah,."

Yami chuckled. "Kurenai's good, no doubt, but she doesn't have the same fire. Kushina's got that wild, untamed energy that grabs your attention and doesn't let go. She's made every guy here lose his mind."

Okie, who had been silent up until now, finally spoke, his voice low and amused. "You think the guys back at the office will believe us when we tell them about this? I've got recording and everything, but even that won't do justice to what we're seeing."

"Trust me, they're going to lose it," Raido replied with a laugh. "You'd better get that video up on KTV channel as soon as possible."

Shiro leaned back against one of the camera stands, glancing at the playback footage of Kushina's run on a small monitor. "Man, I still can't get over the way her body moved in that water," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "The way that bikini clung to her… you could see everything."

Jin joined in, his eyes locked on the screen, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, her chest was bouncing all over the place. That top barely did anything to cover her. You could practically see her nipples through it once it got wet."

"Practically?" Yami chuckled darkly, his gaze flicking back and forth between different footage of Kurenai and that of Kushina. "You could see everything. That top was like paper against her skin once she was soaked. I don't think I've ever seen someone look that sexy just running through water."

Shiro whistled low, leaning in to examine the close-up shots. "Look at the way the fabric hugged her. Every curve, every bounce... it's like she was made to be filmed in slow motion."

"They weren''t even trying to be subtle," Jin added, zooming in on a still frame of Kushina glancing back at the camera. Her mischievous smile was unmistakable, her wet hair cascading down her back as she tossed a glance over her shoulder. 

Yami shook his head and smirked "I bet she could feel the way the water was turning that bikini into a second skin. Her nipples were practically poking right through. Every guy here had to be thinking the same thing. She looked incredible."

Shiro grinned, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And those hips, man. The way they moved when she ran, not to mention how she made that big ass of hers look. Every step, every splash of water around her thighs. She made it look so natural, and it was impossible not to stare."

Jin raised an eyebrow. "Don't even mention it, she looked like she was born for the camera. And that little laugh? Like she knew she had everyone wrapped around her finger."

"And those bikinis," Yami interjected, his voice thick with admiration. "It didn't leave much to the imagination, did it? Wet, white fabric clinging to every inch of her... I bet anyone who watches this footage is going to replay that part a hundred times. I can say everyone here wants to rip those bikinis from their bodies and lick their salty bodies all over again again""

Shiro laughed softly, nodding in agreement. "They both are definitely seductresses with a perfect balance of playful and seductive. They weren't just running or performing. That's the kind of thing you don't forget."

The men continued to murmur in appreciation, their eyes still fixed on the screen. The footage of Kushina running through the water had left an indelible impression, and it was clear they weren't just admiring her athleticism.

"She's going to be a star in this shoot, I liked Kurenai-san but Kushina definitely got more in this shoot'" Jin remarked, still watching the playback. "Hell, I'd put her in every shot if I could."

Yami smirked, glancing at the camera operator. "Oh, don't worry. Jiraiya's got plenty more planned for her. And after today, I think we're all going to be looking forward to it."

Shiro's eyes were glued to Kushina as she jogged along the shoreline, her laughter carrying on the breeze. "I can't get over how easily she's embraced this. It's like she's a completely different person from earlier—confident, playful, owning the moment."

Jin glanced at Shiro, raising an eyebrow. "You sound impressed, Shiro. Don't tell me you're falling for her charms." unknow that he was her ex.

Shiro grinned, his gaze never wavering from Kushina. "I wouldn't say falling, but you can't deny she's magnetic. "

The men fell silent for a moment, their attention locked on footage of Kushina as she finished her final run. Her body glistened with seawater,

"Damn," Jin muttered under his breath, breaking the silence. "I didn't think she had it in her."

"Oh, she has it in her, all right," Yami replied, leaning forward slightly as if trying to get a closer look. "And it's only going to get better. Just wait."

Shiro let out a soft chuckle. "I have a feeling this is just the beginning."

Gatou nodded in agreement. "She's out to prove something, and she's doing a hell of a job. I wouldn't be surprised if Jiraiya takes this shoot and turns it into something bigger. With women like Kushina, you're not just watching—they're making you feel like you're part of it."

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It was the end of the school day at Konoha High, and the students were lingering in the classroom, packing up their belongings or chatting in small groups. Naruto sat at his desk, absentmindedly doodling on his notebook to finish an urgent assignment for which he had 15 minutes to turn in and needed about 25 minutes to complete, unaware of the conversation buzzing around him. He hadn't noticed how his friends had huddled together in the hallway outside of the classroom, their heads bent over Kiba's smartphone.

"Kiba, how'd you even get that in here?" Shikamaru asked, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. "You know smartphones with social apps get confiscated."

Kiba grinned mischievously, lowering his voice. "Had to take the risk, man. And it's totally worth it. You've got to see this."

Choji, standing beside him, stuffed a handful of chips into his mouth and leaned in closer. "What's so important you risked getting caught?"

Kiba's grin widened as he opened up Ninjagram and scrolled down to the post that had them all whispering excitedly. "Naruto's mom. She just posted a bikini pic from her latest shoot." He swiped to reveal the photo—Kushina, dripping wet in a white microbikini, her red hair flowing behind her, her skin glistening in the sunlight. "Look at this."

Choji nearly choked on his chips. "Holy crap, Kiba! She's almost naked!"

"Damn right she is," Kiba snickered. "That bikini is so tight, you can see everything."

"Holy crap, Kiba," Raito, who had been eavesdropping, quickly scooted over. , his voice barely above a whisper. "Let me see that! Whoa… Naruto's mom is seriously smoking hot! How does Naruto handle this? He's got the hottest mom in the town! Look at her body—those curves, those legs. I've never seen anything like this before from anyone I know off." He leaned in closer to the phone, his eyes practically glued to the screen.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes but couldn't help leaning in to take a glance. "This is such a drag, but… she does look pretty good. No wonder everyone's talking about her. MILF status confirmed."

Kiba snickered, clearly enjoying the moment. "Yeah, man, she's not holding back this time. That bikini is barely covering anything! You can practically see everything—she might as well be naked." he repeated

Choji, munching on another handful of chips, nodded. "I mean... she's basically naked already. Damn, this is going to be my phone's wallpaper for sure."

Lee, always the moral compass, tried to protest but faltered when he saw the picture. "Uh… Kushina-san is… certainly… graceful. Her popularity and elegance know no bounds." But even Lee couldn't hide the flush that crept up his neck.

Hiro leaned in next, his eyes wide. "Damn, she's a MILF goddess! I wouldn't mind… appreciating her from up close, if you know what I mean." He winked as he spoke, causing a ripple of snickers among the group.

Ryo, overhearing, grinned wickedly. "Same here. Imagine waking up and seeing this every morning." He gestured to the photo on Kiba's phone, which showed Kushina standing in the surf, her wet bikini clinging to every inch of her body. "Hell, I'd probably jerk off to this before bed every night. Can't say I haven't thought about it already."

Hiro elbowed him with a laugh. "Dude, I have jerked off to her already. Right here at school." His grin was shameless, and the rest of the group burst into laughter.

"You're disgusting, man," Shikamaru muttered, leaning against the wall, though even he couldn't help but steal a glance at the phone screen. "But... I can't really blame you. She's... something else."

Raito, still transfixed by the image of Kushina, chuckled. "I'd set this as my wallpaper too, but knowing me, I'd be too distracted by it all day." His eyes lingered on Kushina's exposed skin, especially the way the bikini clung to her breasts. "I mean, seriously, who wouldn't want to see that every time they unlocked their phone?"

Neji had come in as well to pick his classmates; He couldn't resist adding his two cents. "I wouldn't just appreciate her, man. I'd give anything to see what's under that bikini. Hell, I'm already imagining it." He leaned back with a satisfied smirk. "It's like she's teasing all of us."

Kiba smirked, pleased with the attention his contraband phone was getting. "Honestly, I can't stop staring at it. she's just... perfect. And the best part? It's all out there for everyone to see. No one can deny Naruto's mom is the hottest MILF in Konoha."

"Right?" Ryo added with a sly grin. "Naruto's mom is practically begging for attention with these posts. She teasing all of Konoha High like that. I bet half the guys at school have already jerked off to her."

Lee, standing to the side with his arms crossed, tried his best to remain respectful, though even he couldn't keep the flush from rising to his cheeks. "Kushina-san's beauty is... undeniable. But we should remember to show respect. She is more than just her appearance, after all."

Hiro, ever the provocateur, grinned. "Respect? Come on, Lee. We all respect her—and we all want to see what's under that bikini. There's nothing wrong with appreciating beauty, right?" He nudged Kiba. "You're probably going to frame this pic, aren't you?"

Kiba laughed. "Hell yeah. if it were up to me, there would be more pictures of Mrs. Kushina in this little bikini than of my own sister in my house. When I get a room of my own this is going up on my bedroom wall, for sure. Maybe I'll even print out a few copies to keep around" He zoomed in on the picture, focusing on Kushina's chest, where the wet bikini clung tightly to her breasts, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. "I mean, just look at those... She's definitely a MILF. Naruto doesn't know how good he has it."

Choji, still munching, shook his head in disbelief. "I don't know how Naruto handles it, honestly. If my mom looked like that and posted pictures like this, I'd lose my mind."

Shikamaru, ever the realist, chimed in, "You guys are taking this too far. It's just a photoshoot."

Takashi, who had been quiet until now, leaned in, shaking his head with a grin. "You're underestimating her, Shikamaru. This isn't just a photoshoot—it's art. And I bet Naruto's mom knows exactly how many people are fantasizing about her right now. Hell, I'm fantasizing about her. If I had that body, I'd be posting pics every damn day."

Kiba couldn't stop grinning. "She's not just a MILF, man. She's a fantasy. Every guy in this room would kill to be with her."

Raito nodded eagerly. "I'd give anything just to see her in person, especially in that bikini. It's like she's practically naked. I bet she's even hotter up close."

"She is, I can confirm it" nodded Kiba proudly, feeling lucky the times he went to Naruto's house and got to meet such a beautiful MILF. Maybe he should go spend some time at Naruto's house like before and casually run into the object of his fantasies again.

Hiro leaned back, clearly enjoying the direction the conversation was going. "I'd take her to bed in a heartbeat. I don't care what Naruto says. She's got the body of a goddess, and if she wants to show it off, let her. The more the better, right?"

Kiba, glancing around the room to make sure no one else was listening, lowered his voice conspiratorially. "I bet she knows what she's doing, though. This isn't just a post—it's a statement. She's saying, 'I'm hot, I know it, and I want everyone to see it.' And I'm not complaining."

"His father is definitely a lucky son of a bitch" some muttered

"The only thing I don't understand is how Naruto doesn't have more siblings. With a wife like that one would like to have 3 or 4 children" muttered another jokingly.

Choji chuckled. "No one's complaining. If anything, we're all grateful."

Lee, despite his initial protests, finally admitted, "I... can't deny that Kushina-san is... very attractive. Her confidence is something to admire, too."

Choji looked at the picture, then back at Kiba. "You think Naruto knows about this? About how much attention she's getting?"

Kiba smirked, looking around at the group. "You guys think Naruto knows we're all drooling over his mom?"

Kiba snickered. "I doubt it. But let's find out."

Before anyone could stop him, Kiba bounded across the classroom, phone in hand. "Yo, Naruto!"

Naruto looked up from his notebook that he had been busy copying from sakur's notebook. just in time to see Kiba shoving his phone in his face. "What the—?! Kiba, what are you—" His words died in his throat as he saw the picture of his mom staring back at him, nearly naked, in front of the entire internet.

His face turned a deep shade of red. "W-What the hell is this?!"

Kiba laughed, clearly enjoying Naruto's discomfort. "Your mom's killing it, man! She's all over Ninjagram! Looking like that! You've gotta be the luckiest bastard in Konoha to have a mom like that."

Raito couldn't hold back his laughter. "Come on, Naruto. You've got to admit, she's hot! I bet every guy in school's talking about her."

Naruto's heart raced as the weight of the situation sank in. He looked around the classroom, realizing that his friends—all of them—had seen the post. They'd been talking about it, probably all day. His mom, nearly naked, had become the talk of the school. He tried to form a response, but his mind was blank, caught somewhere between embarrassment and outright panic.

Before Naruto could respond, more familiar voices cut into the conversation.

"Hey, Naruto!" Sakura, Ino, and Hinata approached the group, their expressions curious. Naruto's heart sank—of all the people to overhear this conversation, it had to be them.

"Hey, Naruto!" It was Sakura, Ino, and Hinata. The girls had wandered over, their expressions curious. "We were just talking about your mom's Ninjagram post," Ino said, grinning. "She looks amazing in the beach photoshooot!"

Ino nodded enthusiastically. "She's so bold! It's awesome to see a woman showing off her body like that. She's a total inspiration."

Naruto's face went even redder as he fumbled for a reply. "Y-You saw it too?!"

Sakura, noticing Naruto's discomfort, smiled. "I think it's awesome how bold she is! Kushina-san's such a role model—so confident, so strong. She's showing that women can be fierce and beautiful at any age."

Naruto blinked, still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that Sakura, his crush, had just complimented his mom's bikini picture. "Y-Yeah, she's... definitely... bold." he answered feeling lost, not quite understanding what was going on.

Hinata, nodded in agreement. "Kushina-san really is inspiring. She's not afraid to be herself."

Naruto's heart was pounding in his chest. He was still mortified by how his friends and the girls were talking about his mother and her revealing bikini. Especially how both groups seemed to have their own interpretations of her, but a part of him was starting to feel proud of his mom—she was bold, and she was beautiful. Maybe this wasn't so bad.

Sakura leaned in a little closer, their faces so close to each other that it wasn't hard for Naruto to notice how her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Actually, Naruto… do you think you could get me an autograph from her? You know, on that bikini pic?"

Naruto's brain short-circuited, momentarily stunned into silence. Sakura—his crush—wanted an autograph from his mom. In a bikini picture. He stood there, mouth agape, trying to process the request. His embarrassment momentarily forgotten, all he could think about was how this might be his chance to impress her.

"Uh… sure! I-I'll ask her!" he blurted out, trying to keep cool despite the ridiculousness of the situation.

Sakura smiled brightly. "Thanks, Naruto! You're the best!"

As the girls walked away, Naruto's face burned with a mix of emotions. Kiba and the rest of the boys erupted in laughter behind him, clearly enjoying the spectacle. But Naruto didn't care anymore. Sakura wanted his mom's autograph. On a bikini pic. He couldn't believe it.

Shikamaru, leaning against the wall, raised an eyebrow. "You really gonna get her that autograph?"

Naruto, still dazed, shrugged. "I… I guess so?"

Kiba clapped him on the back. "Dude, you're living the dream. Your mom's a total MILF, and now Sakura's asking you for autographs. You've got it made!"

Naruto groaned, covering his face with his hands. "I don't even know how to feel about any of this."

Choji grinned. "You should be proud. Your mom's turning heads all over Konoha."

Naruto shook his head, still blushing. "Yeah… proud."

But deep down, as the weight of his mom's rising celebrity status settled in, Naruto couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions—embarrassment, pride, and confusion. His life had just gotten a bit more complicated. But on the plus side Sakura—the girl he had a crush on for years—had just asked for his mom's autograph On a bikini photo.

... Yep, he still needed time to process it.

"By the way, would you also give me an autographed picture of your mother in this bikini?" asked Kiba with a grin.

"Fuck off" Naruto's answer filled with anger.

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After the long day of shooting had come to an end, the crew began packing up their equipment, and the excitement of the day slowly faded into a more relaxed, mellow atmosphere. The golden hues of the sunset bathed the beach in a soft, warm light as Kushina and Kurenai stretched, relieved to be done with the demanding photoshoot.

Kushina brushed the sand from her legs, her mind already drifting to the evening ahead when she felt a familiar presence beside her.

"You didn't forget your promise this morning, did you?" Kurenai's voice was smooth, laced with just a hint of challenge. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she nudged Kushina's arm.

Kushina raised an eyebrow, turning to meet her friend's gaze. "Promise?"

Kurenai smirked, clearly enjoying the playful banter. "You know, the one where you said you'd take me around Uzushio and show me all your favourite hidden spots? I've been looking forward to it all day."

Kushina chuckled, shaking her head. "How could I forget? I just got caught up in the shoot. But I'm still up for it if you are."

Kurenai gave her a knowing look. "You can't back out now, not after teasing me with all those stories. Let's head back to the resort, get changed, and then you can show me around."

"Deal," Kushina said, smiling as they gathered their things. There was something about the idea of revisiting her old haunts with Kurenai that stirred excitement within her. She hadn't returned to those places in years, and there was no one better to share them with than someone new to the area. After putting a sarong over their two pieces the ladies marched back to the resort, they ignored the approaching group of men led by Yami and Jin as their mind had a new adventure on hands.

Reaching back at the resort, the two women headed to their rooms to freshen up. Kushina stood in front of the mirror, wiping away the remnants of minor makeup and brushing out her long red mildly wet hair. She felt a sense of anticipation growing within her—though she couldn't quite place why. The day had been filled with energy and tension from the shoot, and now, in the quiet of the evening, that energy seemed to shift into something else.

She rifled through her suitcase, pulling out a pair of tight, dark-wash jeans that hugged her hips perfectly, a fitted red top that clung to her curves and put on strappy sandals. She examined herself in the mirror, running her hands down the smooth fabric of her top and over the firm lines of her jeans. It was casual and quite conservative compared to the bikini she had worn for the shoot, but it made her feel powerful in a different way. 

As she finished getting dressed, there was a knock at the door.

"Ready to go?" Kurenai's voice called through the door.

Kushina opened it to find Kurenai standing there, already dressed and looking effortlessly stunning. She wore black, skin-tight jeans that highlighted her long legs, a low-cut navy top that left just enough to the imagination and a pair of low heels. Her raven hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and she gave Kushina a smile.

"You clean up nice," Kushina teased, though her eyes couldn't help but linger on the way Kurenai's outfit accentuated her body especially how it left her navel and toned stomach to eyes..

Kurenai raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a sly smile. "I could say the same about you. But come on, we've got places to explore."

After taking a resort's cab Kushina took Kurenai to the nearest tourist hub called 'Whirling tides' , a waterfront area full of restaurants, bars and other entertainment venues that was hardly a mile away. The evening air was cool as they made their way down to the streets of the place , with the sound of waves crashing gently in the distance. The sky had darkened, but the lights from the various stalls flickered in the distance, casting a soft glow over the sand and the water. As they walked, Kushina pointed out landmarks from her favourite spots here—an old pier where she used to play, the school where she used to study, the Ryu cinema where she used to watch movies on weekends, a hidden cove where she spent hours swimming, a special section of the beach that was reserved for events, parties and festivals that she loved to attend and a small cliffside she used to climb when she needed time alone.

Although on that trip, she also stumbled upon places that already existed. Like the "Cafe Yura" where she used to hang out with her friends during high school, but which had now been replaced by a clothing store she had never seen. Also the theatre, where plays and musical numbers used to be performed even after the golden age of the Uzumakis, but which is now closed. 

"Uzushio has changed a lot since I was last here," Kushina mused, her voice carrying a hint of nostalgia. "But some things always stay the same. This place... it still feels like home."

Kurenai smiled, listening intently as they made their way through the hidden paths. "I can see why you loved it here. There's something special about it. It feels... peaceful."

Kushina nodded. "Yeah, it does. Especially at night."

Their outfits, though simple, drew attention wherever they went. Kushina's tight jeans that hugged her toned legs and hips, paired with a fitted red top that accentuated her full figure. The fabric clung to her curves as they walked, her long red hair swaying behind her in the light evening breeze. Kurenai, meanwhile, was equally captivating in her form-fitting black jeans and a sleek, low-cut navy blue top. The soft fabric hugged her bust, leaving just enough to the imagination. Their clothes, like the women themselves, exuded confidence and allure, and they turned heads wherever they went.

While Kushina believed that they stood out because of the beauty they exuded and because they were rising celebrities, she had a certain fear that some of the people's attention was because they recognized her. Not as Kushina Namikaze, the KTV hostess, but as Kushina Uzumaki, the girl who had lived here for years until she moved to the big city and had returned.

More than once her heart almost stopped when she noticed a familiar peddler or pedestrian. Fearing that they would come up to her to say hello and say something like, "Oh, it's good to see that our favorite Uzumaki has returned home". Not to mention the pictures they would probably have taken of them on their walk.

I wouldn't know what to say to Kurenai if her identity was ever exposed. she would surely bombard her with questions.

As they walked, they passed a small food stall set up near the beach. The scent of grilled seafood wafted through the air, and Kurenai's eyes lit up. "That smells amazing," she said, glancing over at Kushina.

Kushina laughed. "You've got a good nose for food. Come on, let's grab something."

They ordered a selection of fresh, grilled fish and prawns, the flavors rich and savory. Kurenai couldn't help but savor every bite, her eyes closing in bliss as she tasted the local cuisine. "This is so good. You were right about Uzushio's food."

Kushina smiled, pleased to see Kurenai enjoying herself. "I'm glad you like it. There's nothing like fresh seafood by the beach."

They ate in comfortable silence for a while, letting the sound of the ocean and the gentle breeze wash over them. But as they finished their meal and began walking back toward the resort.

The sun had long dipped beneath the horizon by the time Kushina and Kurenai began walking back toward the resort. They had spent about a couple of hours by the pristine tourist point, enjoying the soft white sand underfoot and the smell of saltwater in the breeze. They even indulged in fresh ocean cuisine at a local spot, where Kurenai had savored the taste of grilled seafood, her eyes lighting up with every bite. 

They decided they will enjoy scenery and a serene atmosphere rather than taking cab services back. It was refreshing that anyone hardly knew them here.

The path back took them along the shoreline, and by now, the beach was completely deserted. The soft glow of the resort lights reflected off the water, creating an almost dreamlike atmosphere. It was dark enough to feel private, yet light enough to catch the faint outlines of the waves and the distant glimmer of the resort. As they walked, Kushina and Kurenai chatted about random things, and Kushina pointed out landmarks along the beach.

Kushina's thoughts were still on the day's adventures when Kurenai suddenly stopped and looked out at the water, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She glanced over at Kushina, her expression playful. "You know... this beach is beautiful, especially now that it's empty."

Kushina, sensing Kurenai's playful tone, raised an eyebrow. "What are you thinking?"

A naughty smirk played across ravenette's lips before she turned toward Kushina. "Hey, have you ever gone skinny dipping?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with playful intent.

Kushina blinked, taken aback by the question. The answer was yes. Of course she had. Multiple times.

Memories from her teenage years flashed through her mind—nights spent sneaking away to the beaches of Uzushio, stripping down and diving into the cool water under the moonlight without a care in the world. Though he felt he couldn't tell Kurenai that, She hadn't thought about those carefree times in years, but the idea of reliving them stirred something exciting inside her.

Kurenai didn't wait for a response.Without warning and with a playful laugh, she kicked off her sandals and put her purse on dried sand and sprinted toward the water, her dark hair flowing behind her. The lights from the resort flickered in the distance, casting a faint glow over the beach and illuminating Kurenai's figure as she ran toward the waves.

"Kurenai, are you serious?" Kushina called after her, though there was a note of intrigue in her voice.

Kurenai stopped at the water's edge, turning back to Kushina with a smirk. "Come on, Kushina! Don't tell me you're scared of a night dive! You've never done this before?" She raised an eyebrow, teasing her with a knowing look. "What's the point of coming all the way out here if we're not going to have a little fun?"

Kushina hesitated for a moment, glancing around the empty beach. The cool breeze, the rhythmic sound of the ocean—something about it was tempting, freeing. She hadn't felt this alive in a long time.

With a deep breath, Kushina smiled and kicked off her own shoes and then put her phone back in her purse and placed it nearby Kurenai's, stepping onto the cool sand. "You're crazy," she said, but there was a playful edge to her voice then with a smirk of her own "Alright, you win. Let's do it."

Kurenai's smirk deepened as she took a step closer to Kushina. "That's what I wanted to see."

The cool water splashed up against their ankles as Kushina joined her, the thrill of being out on the beach, alone and exposed, sending a shiver of excitement through her. Well, not alone. Kurenai was standing just a few feet ahead, already looking ready to strip, her smirk never leaving her lips.

Without another word, Kurenai reached for the hem of her top, slowly lifting it over her head and revealing the smooth skin of her stomach and the black lace bra that barely concealed her breasts. She tossed the shirt aside and took a step toward Kushina, her eyes never leaving her friend's. There was an unspoken challenge between them, an electric tension that had been building throughout the day.

Kushina's breath hitched as she watched Kurenai strip, but she wasn't about to back down. She reached for the bottom of her own red top, pulling it over her head in one swift motion. Her bra—deep crimson like her hair—accentuated the fullness of her chest, and she felt Kurenai's eyes on her as she tossed the shirt aside.

They stood facing each other now, both of them half-dressed, the dim light reflecting off the water casting an ethereal glow on their skin. Kurenai stepped closer, her fingers brushing against Kushina's arm before slipping to the waistband of her jeans.

 "Let me help you with this," Kurenai whispered, her voice low and sultry as she unbuttoned Kushina's jeans and slid them down her hips, the denim pooling around her feet in wet sand before Kurenai flinged them over to where their tops lay . Now, Kushina stood in her bra and panties, the night air cool against her bare skin. Her breath quickened as Kurenai's hands lingered.

Kushina's eyes darkened as she placed her hands on Kurenai's hips, tugging at her jeans. "Fair's fair," she murmured, pulling them down, leaving Kurenai in her black lace underwear.

For a moment, they stood inches apart, the ocean behind them, the heat between them intensifying. Kurenai's hands slid up Kushina's sides, teasing the hem of her panties. "These shouldn't stay on for too long," Kurenai whispered, her breath warm against Kushina's ear.

Kurenai reached up, undoing the clasp of her bra and letting it fall away, exposing her full, firm breasts with hardened nipples. The sight of her stirred something deep within Kushina—an irresistible mix of desire and competition. She could feel the heat rising between them, the unspoken challenge in the way Kurenai's eyes locked onto hers.

With a smirk of her own, Kushina stripped off her bra, her breasts bouncing free as she tossed the lace bra aside like Kurenai had done and did not care where it went unlike their jeans and tops. 

Kushina's body responded with a soft shudder as Kurenai's fingers hooked into her panties, sliding them down her legs in one smooth motion. The cool air against her bare pussy sent a thrill through her, and she returned the gesture, slowly pulling Kurenai's panties down and tossing them aside again, not caring where they fell. The air was thick with tension now, their bodies completely exposed, but neither woman made a move to cover themselves. Instead, they stepped closer, their breathing quickening with each step.

They, now fully nude, stood in the shallow water, her body glistening under the faint moonlight, the sound of the waves filling the air around them. The flickering lights from the resort cast shadows across their bare skin as they stepped into the water together, the cool waves lapping at their ankles.

The night air felt cool against their nude bodies, heightening their senses. She could still feel the lingering tension from the day—the attention from the men on set, the way their eyes had followed their every move. It had built up a frustration inside them, a need for release that they hadn't been able to shake.

Kurenai was the first to make a move, stepping deeper into the water before turning to face Kushina. Her eyes glimmered with mischief as she dipped beneath the surface, emerging with her hair slicked back and her body glistening in the moonlight. "Come on, Kushina," she called out, her voice teasing. "Come on! Don't keep me waiting!"

Kushina hesitated only for a moment before she waded into the water, the coolness against her skin both refreshing and exhilarating. The water rippled around them as they moved closer to each other, their bodies illuminated by the soft glow of the distant lights. Soon they were waist deep looking like a pair of mermaids that had come to the surface to play with .

Looking at each other with wide grins, a spark of shared mischief in their eyes, they splashed each other playfully, the cool water sending shivers through their bare skin as it glistened in the moonlight. Kurenai darted forward, her hands sending a spray of water toward Kushina, who squealed and retaliated, her laughter ringing out across the empty beach. The waves rolled around them, wrapping their bodies in gentle currents, each splash and ripple making them feel more alive and uninhibited.

Kushina tried to dodge, but Kurenai was quick, grabbing her hand and twirling her in the water like they were sharing an impromptu dance. They spun, laughing, their wet hair clinging to their faces, droplets trailing down their skin. It felt like they were kids again, without any cares or responsibilities—just two friends under a blanket of stars, lost in the thrill of the moment.

After a while, their laughter softened, and they drifted into a comfortable silence. Standing close, they let the gentle waves lap against their legs, the water cooling their heated skin. The rhythm of the ocean seemed to synchronize with their breathing as they caught their breath, gazing out over the moonlit horizon. For a few moments, neither spoke, simply allowing the tranquility to settle around them, the sounds of the surf soothing like a lullaby.

Kurenai reached out, her fingers lightly brushing Kushina's arm as she whispered, "It's almost like we're the only ones in the world right now."

Kushina smiled softly, her eyes reflecting the moonlight as she nodded, feeling a warmth in her chest she hadn't felt in a long time. "Yeah… just us and the ocean," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

After a while, Kurenai broke the silence, her voice playful as she cast a glance at Kushina. "Did you notice Shiro flirting with us back there?" she chuckled, her eyes glinting in the dim moonlight. "If I didn't have Asuma, I'd actually consider him. He's got that kind of mysterious, rugged charm, you know?" Kurenai asked, having noticed awkwardness between Kushina and Shiro.

Kushina managed a small smile, her voice a little breathless from their swim. "He's… not bad-looking," she admitted, trying to sound casual but feeling a warmth rise within her.

Kurenai turned, curiosity lighting her gaze as she watched Kushina closely. "Oh, really?" she teased, her voice soft and probing. "You say that like you know him. You two haven't met before, have you?"

"Yes. Don't you remember that I told you we were in the same school?" Kushina replied, somewhat confused as to how Kurenai had forgotten that.

"No, I mean… did you know each other… in a close way like really know if you know what I mean?" The mischievous look Kurenai got when she said that last part shook Kushina a little. The raven-haired woman looked at her with intrigued, sly eyes, as if she was prompting Kushina to confirm something she already suspected.

Kushina spluttered, her cheeks flushing as she glanced away, caught off guard by the question. "N-No! I mean, not really… we were in different circles." But seeing Kurenai's skeptical expression, she added in a small voice, "Well… we crossed paths once," she stammered, clearly flustered, her tone unconvincing.

Kurenai smirked, not letting her off so easily. "Oh, just once, huh?" she teased, leaning in with a mischievous glint with a raised eyebrow, her voice a low, sultry whisper. "Come on, Kushina, You are getting flustered like a virgin. Are you sure there's nothing more? Maybe a little more history? Some kind of… chemistry?"

Kushina bit her lip, struggling to shrug it off, but Kurenai's persistence was relentless, her voice softening as her words coaxed her redhead further. "You can tell me, you know. I mean, we're already out here, practically open and baring it all already." She let her hand trail lightly over Kushina's arm, her fingers just grazing her skin, adding an extra layer of tension. "So… what happened? Did you two get to know each other a little better than you're letting on?"

Finally, with a sigh and a slight flush to her cheeks, Kushina relented, her voice barely above a whisper, "Alright. We… knew each other. A long time ago. Back when I was still in high school" Her voice was barely audible, as if debating how much more to reveal.

Kurenai's eyes sparkled with satisfaction, her smirk deepening as she stepped closer, her voice dropping to a teasing murmur. "I knew it. I could see something between you two—like there's still a spark," she whispered. "Bet if things had gone differently, you could've been right here with him, all alone, just like we are now."

Her hands drifted up, cupping Kushina's bare breasts, her fingers brushing against her nipples, tugging at them gently. "I can see him touching and sucking you here, teasing you," Kurenai murmured, her hands kneading softly, sending a wave of heat through Kushina's body. 

As Kurenai continued to grope her, narrating how Shiro might have touched her like this, a thought flickered through Kushina's mind. 'She's right… about everything', Kushina admitted to herself, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. But it wasn't Shiro—it had been someone else, a stranger she'd hooked up with one lustful night, someone whose name she didn't even remember.

"And maybe… here…" Her fingers trailed down, past Kushina's stomach, inching lower until they hovered over the sensitive skin near her snatch. Kushina's breath hitched, her instincts prompting her to reach out, her hand wrapping around Kurenai's wrist, but without the strength to pull it away. "K-Kurenai… what are you doing?" she stammered, her voice betraying a mix of reluctance and intrigue.

Kurenai leaned in even closer, her lips grazing Kushina's ear, her voice barely a whisper as she continued. "Just think about it… you and him, right here… under the stars, with the ocean all around you, just him and his hands exploring every inch of you…" Her fingers brushed teasingly along Kushina's lower abdomen, just above her warm pussy, and Kushina's pulse quickened, memories of past mingling with Kurenai's words, stirring something deeply buried within her.

Kurenai's hand drifted lower, her fingers grazing the soft folds of Kushina's snatch, her touch gentle but insistent, her voice a steady murmur. "He'd be slow, wouldn't he?" Kurenai whispered, her fingers exploring, barely teasing her entrance. "Feeling every inch of you… making you tremble." She paused, her fingers pressing just at the edge of her opening, a mischievous smile on her face as she looked into Kushina's eyes. "And maybe even… here."

Kushina's breath hitched as Kurenai's finger pressed at her entrance, her hand instinctively tightening around Kurenai's wrist as if to stop her—but there was a fire in her gaze now, an undeniable spark of excitement awakened by Kurenai's teasing. Her own memories blended with the thrill of Kurenai's touch, and the sensation of being so exposed heightened every shiver of anticipation.

Kurenai's lips curled into a wicked smirk as she recognized the desire flickering in Kushina's eyes. "There she is… the Kushina I saw this morning." she whispered, her voice soft, almost coaxing. 

"If I hadn't seen it this morning, I wouldn't have known you had this bold side, Kushina. Why hide it?" Kurenai's voice was low and teasing as she whispered, coming closer to the redhead, "Think you can keep up with me, Kushina?" She was determined to outmatch this bold side of Kushina—the side that had gotten the better of her that morning.

Kushina's lips curved into a dangerous smile. "I was about to ask you the same thing." 

Kurenai reached out, her fingers trailing along Kushina's arm before slipping up to cup her cheek and other hand cupping her breast. "You're beautiful, sexy with a hell of body, you know that?" she whispered, her voice soft but full of intent.

Kushina smiled, a warmth spreading through her as she leaned into Kurenai's touch. "I could say the same about you." as she took one of Kurenai's breasts in her hands.

Kushina's breath caught as Kurenai leaned in, their lips almost touching. But instead of closing the distance, Kurenai smirked and whispered, "Let's see who's really in control here."

The tension between them, unspoken but undeniable, hung in the air as they stood together in the water. Kurenai moved closer, her hands sliding down Kushina's back as she pulled her in, their bodies pressing together, the coolness of the water contrasting with the heat that radiated between them.

Before Kurenai could open her mouth again to taunt again, Kushina closed the distance, pulling Kurenai in and kissing her deeply in a heated kiss, their bodies pressed together as their lips met. The soft sound of the waves faded into the background as their tongues danced, exploring each other with an intensity that had been building all day. Kurenai's hands roamed over Kushina's back, pulling her closer, their breasts pressing together with hardened nipples poking each other as they pressed and deepened the kiss.

"Ahham" Kushina moaned softly into Kurenai's mouth, her body responding to every sensation as Kurenai's hand grabbed her meaty ass. Her own hands slid down to Kurenai's hips, gripping them firmly as she pulled her into the water. The cool waves lapped against their legs, contrasting with the heat of their bodies.

Kurenai, always one to push boundaries, broke the kiss and trailed her lips down Kushina's neck, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin there.

"Ah Kure…" Kushina gasped, her fingers tangling in Kurenai's hair as she arched her back, offering more of herself to the raven-haired woman. But she wasn't about to let Kurenai have all the control.

With a growl, Kushina grabbed Kurenai's shoulders and spun her around, pinning her against the surface of the water. Their bodies collided, the sound of splashing water mingling with their heavy breaths. Kushina's lips found Kurenai's again, this time more forceful, more demanding, as she claimed dominance.

"Uhhu …ahah.." Kurenai groaned into the kiss, but she wasn't about to surrender so easily. Her hands slid up to Kushina's breasts, squeezing them firmly before taking one of her nipples between her fingers, pinching it hard enough to make Kushina gasp. Their battle for control had begun, each woman trying to overpower the other with every touch, every kiss.

Kushina's hands moved lower, slipping between Kurenai's thighs and finding the slick heat of her core. She smirked as Kurenai gasped, her body trembling under Kushina's touch. "You're not in control anymore ahh," Kushina whispered, her breath hot against Kurenai's ear.

But Kurenai wasn't finished. She pushed back against Kushina, her own hand slipping between Kushina's legs, her fingers sliding into her hot wet snatch. Kushina's knees nearly buckled as she moaned loudly, her body arching into Kurenai's touch.

They were locked in a battle now, their fingers working furiously between each other's thighs, their lips crashing together in desperate, heated kisses. The water splashed around them, their moans and gasps filling the air as they fought for dominance, each woman determined to outlast the other.

Kurenai gripped Kushina's breast tightly, her lips finding her nipple as she sucked hard, her tongue flicking against the sensitive bud. Kushina's body jolted with pleasure, her hips bucking against Kurenai's hand as she felt herself nearing the edge. But she wasn't about to give in.

With a growl, Kushina pushed Kurenai down into the water with only her neck over water, her fingers working faster between Kurenai's legs, stroking her with expert precision. Kurenai cried out, her body trembling as Kushina's fingers thrust deeper, curling inside her. 

"You're not in control anymore," Kushina hissed, her lips brushing against Kurenai's ear. She could feel Kurenai's body tensing, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps as she fought to hold on.

But it was too much. Kurenai's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath Kushina's touch as she reached her breaking point. With a final cry, her body shuddered violently as she came, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure.

Kushina felt the victory in that moment, a satisfied smirk spreading across her lips as she watched Kurenai come undone beneath her. But she wasn't far behind. The sight of Kurenai's release, combined with the feeling of her own fingers sliding deep inside her, sent Kushina spiraling toward her own climax.

Her moans echoed through the night as her body tensed, her fingers still working inside Kurenai as she found her release. Her orgasm hit her hard, her legs shaking as the pleasure coursed through her, leaving her breathless.

For a moment, they were both still, their bodies pressed together, their chests rising and falling as they struggled to catch their breath. The water lapped gently around them, the night air cool against their flushed skin.

Kushina smirked, looking down at Kurenai, who was still recovering from the intensity of her orgasm. "Looks like I win."

Kurenai, her body still trembling, managed a weak smile. "This time."

Kushina laughed softly, brushing a strand of wet hair away from Kurenai's face. "We'll see who's in control next time."

The ladies stood nude, basking in all their glory under the moonlight, their bodies glistening in the water. Unconcerned if anyone might see them, they simply enjoyed and relished the sweet release they had just experienced.

TBC

Ok, here's chapter 20 of Primetime. 

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