Sasuke and Sakura's Evening

No one needed to tell Sakura that she was horny for Sasuke. She'd known that for a very long time, but tonight was something else. Everything he did, every smile, every distracted glance just pounded in her chest and vulva. She could feel her heartbeat everywhere. If there was such a thing as a perfect night, this had to be it. Naruto had been surprisingly helpful, her house was clean, and it looked so good. The mood lighting, the music everything was so sexy. He scarfed down the meal she'd prepared with gusto and rewarded her with a symphony of praises. It was unlike Saskue's usual cold self, but she didn't care. She basked in his words like a plant in the sun.

As was often the case with him, Sasuke looked distracted. Like there was something else on his mind. She took this to mean, that he was shy, and why shouldn't he be. He wasn't exactly famous for being a very intimate person, and here he was sharing a night with her. From hissmiles and occasional cute giggle, she assumed he was having a good time. She would go slow, let him come out of his shell in his own time. Though, this does bear repeating: She was incredibly horny.

The two of them were sat on her couch. His hands had found it's way to her stockings, and he ran his italong with them as they talked. Each tred of his fingertips over them sent electricity right into her cunt. She hoped he couldn't smell her desire. SHE could smell her desire. As he stroked her leg, she stroked his arms. They were surprisingly soft for someone who was a cold-blooded murderer. Hairless too. She loved it, sleek and smooth like an otter.

She looked at him shyly, a flush over her face. She was sweating, her whole body felt heavy. Even just turning her head to meet his gaze seemed like a feat of physical exhaustion. "D-do you want to see my bedroom?"

She spotted his nipples hardening through his thin shirt, and found it unbelievably exciting. "Yeah." He said, softly, cooly. "I'd like that."

She moaned.

She couldn't help herself. It came out of her like an exhale of air, some sexual tension at last breaking. She got to her feet, his hand in hers. Softly she padded over to her bedroom on those smooth nylon feet. She glanced back at him excitedly every few steps. Inside they found her rose petal-covered bed, and before she could turn fully around, his hands were on her breasts and ripping her white schoolgirl blouse right off. She gasped, and giggled, so brutish, so manly. She leaned back into him, and let him play. she was surprised by the motion he was able to get on her breasts. In his hands they felt huge... or at least bigger, meatier... tittier. She'd always had breasts, but these felt like tits. Something for men like Sasuke to grip, and squeeze, and he did.

He'd always seemed sexless to her... somehow. She'd always wanted to have sex with him, but like in a philosophical way. She didn't really imagine he'd do it, or want to. But here he was now, panting, in her ear, squeezing her breasts, sweating with her. He seemed like a being of lust, like her. It was surprising, exciting. He pulled her shirt off her shoulders, unclasped her bra, and turned her around. Fabric fell to the floor, and his lips were on her's.

This.

This is what she wanted.

They kissed, and they kissed, and they kissed some more. She could not get enough, of his lips, of his tongue, his spit, his teeth, she wanted to taste it all. Hey groped, and squeezed, and they kissed.

She could have done it forever, and she wanted to. But her loins were telling her that they could kiss and fuck, and ho boy. That sounded fun. She gripped his own shirt and ripped it open, feeling primal herself. She saw his pecs, and his excited nipples an animal lust compelled her to touch it, but when she did she was surprised to find it... squish.

She yelped, and withdrew her hand like she'd just touched a hot skillet. Then suddenly fascinated, went back for another touch, and another squish. Her eyes went wide, and soon both hands were on his chest. "Sasuke... you have boobs?"

"What?" He paused from kissing her neck, and pulled back, inspecting his chest. Sure enough, tiny little a-cup boobies sat on top of his chest. "What the... when did...I."

"Mmmm!" Sakura moaned, lunging forward. She sucked one of his girl-nipples into her mouth and began to tongue the erect little thing. She didn't care if this guy had a snake for a dick at this point, the sudden addition of breasts seemed a minor thing, if it meant she'd get to sleep with him tonight. Besides, the way he moaned, and cradled her head to his breast drove her crazy with lust. She suckled on them for a good minute, before she felt like the situation was truly resolved. Then she bit his nub.

He giggled, and pushed her off, and onto the bed. She fell onto it with a flump, and happily spread her legs for him. The wet spot on her panties was like a bullseye on a target. He smiled and discarded his clothes, resolved to put the breast questions to the back of his mind until this was over. He pulled down his pants, and blanched when he gripped it.

"It's so cute!" Sakura gushed, sitting up to better inspect his tool.

Cute, was not a word he wanted to be associated with his dick! "What the hell?" He looked down at himself. His head barely popped up over his hand, it couldn't have been more than three inches long, and he was rock hard, the hardest he'd ever been. "This isn't right!"

"Looks right to me." She giggled, sticking her tongue out to lick the head.

He moaned and closed his eyes, his knees almost gave out. It may have been smaller, but it was way more sensitive. "N-no. Stop something is wrong, I'm... I'm supposed to be bigger. Aaaah fuck that feels good."

"I'll get it bigger." Sakura snickered, and sucked his head into her lips. She batted his hand away so she could have full access. She'd never sucked dick before... but she really liked it. For some reason, she thought about Ino while she was doing it, and got a little bit more wet thinking about her big slutty lips. She honestly felt a little inferior to that sexy bitch, so sucked harder so Sasuke wouldn't notice her lips were uglier. "I think I'm bi!" She announced as she began to rub her clit through her panties.

"Fuck." Sasuke didn't seem like he was paying attention to her coming out of the closet. Once again her tender care and sucking were enough to push his self-conscious musings to the back of his head. He tilted his head back, and raised both hands his nipples, exploring just how big and sensitive they were. They definitely added something to the experience, so he kept on squeezing.

No one could say that Sakura didn't try, she never gave up on the hope that that dick could get better. She did everything she could, but it just wouldn't grow. Three inches seemed to be the max, despite it obviously wanting more. But eventually, the call of her pussy was just too much, and it told her "Good enough." So she spat that tiny dick out, rolled onto her back, pulled off her panties, and let her cooch do that talking from then on.

It bloomed like a flower. Her fat irritated cunt lips inflated open, letting her labia bloom, and leak. Sasuke smelled her then and saw her sex dribble onto the silk sheets. He moved to plug that hole and shoved all three of his mighty inches inside. The two of them let out a synchronized moan, and then a giggle. Smiling the two looked at each other, feeling fully connected.

Three inches felt juuuuuuust right.