Sasuke Uchiha knows his wife well. She doesn't even have to voice it; for he already knows (with just one look) what her deepest, darkest desires are and he is more than eager to fulfill them.

A sasusaku, Boruto era smut. (It contains use of a shadow clone & involves anal sex; be advised!)

Sakura was torn between two thoughts as she keenly waited for her husband to return from his short little trip to visit the Hokage's office (to see Naruto about his extensive traveling) before the patriarch would be heading home; to her.

She knew what was to come when he arrived in just a few minutes; Sasuke had told her as much, but how to execute it was the tricky part that she couldn't quite decide on.

The matriarch bit her plump, bottom lip (hard) as she tried to concentrate and work through her various options.

The first one being that the pinkette could simply allow her loving and beloved husband to take her as per usual; in their normal, but rather mundane way in which they showed their affections for one another (such as the simple missionary position). It was usually the customary way when they only had a minimal amount (like a few simple minutes) of alone time to spend together. It was normal to occur right before their daughter Sarada would be returning home from a short mission. It was either that...

... or...

... ... ...

... or...

...she could give into her more... devious desires and ask her love for something that was a little more... unorthodox. Sakura guessed that it could be perceived as being very uncouth by some or even downright dirty in nature; but Sakura didn't mind and she knew that Sasuke wouldn't either. It would be one of the more fun ways for them to spend their time after all.

Sakura could admit that she was tired from work. The head medic was also a little bit grimy and sweaty from the many procedures that she had to do throughout her long work hours that day.

But... the woman was also very, very horny. It had been such a long time since she had been able to see her husband; and she wasn't in the mood for mundane or normal...

... she wanted to be spontaneous and wild.

With that in mind, Sakura had finally made her decision. But how was she to tell Sasuke that she wanted to have a threesome with him; with her husband and one of his very own shadow clones.

Yes, how to tell him; that was a question that she was currently contemplating when he found her, sitting in their bedroom with her hands in her lap; her face twisted in deep thought. He smiled.

"Sakura."

He called to her calmly as he shrugged his black cloak off of his wide shoulders; the simple shirt and matching loose-fitting pants a stark contrast to his pale skin.

She looked up and was unable (or unwilling) to hide her feelings from him and watched closely as his soft smile quickly faded; his mismatched eyes darkening.

She swallowed as apprehension began to settle within the deepest pits of her stomach. Before it could fester any further however, her anxiety was soon replaced with a deep and feminine need. Sakura began to worry her reddened lip between her blunt teeth as heat began to spread through her core... and the entirety of her body... at her husband's suddenly very dark and intense gaze.

'Does he... does he really know me that well? So well in fact that he already knows what I want to do? Do I even have to ask him? Will he—'

"When will Sarada be home?"

His straightforward question took her by surprise and Sakura simply blinked at him for a moment before her poor brain finally registered that a proper response was required.

She swallowed passed the lump that had forced its way into her tightening throat while she slowly stood; the patriarch's heated gaze zeroing in on the small triangle of bare flesh that was only just visible around her navel. "About four hours... give or take a few. They are stopping by the Hokage's tower; then going to grab something for dinner after they've returned according to Sarada's last letter."

Sasuke nodded his head once in understanding before taking a large step forward and the next words that left him where almost to softly spoken for even Sakura to hear. But, somehow, she had managed to hear them regardless of whether or not she was supposed to. "That will be plenty of time..."

'Oh my...'

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"Oh... god!" Sakura voice was almost shrill as his fingers penetrated her damp sex and with expert precision, and with lots of patience, Sasuke had helped his wife reach her first peak. His thin lips attaching themselves to her moist neck (leaving several red and purple bruises in their wake) as he slowly mounted her hip and thigh. His length was pressing against her leg; the heat coming off of him nearly scorched her delicate flesh, but she didn't mind in the slightest; for it only seemed to further enhanced her desire to have him inside of her. When her husband slowly rotated his hips in a downwards motion against her—

Sakura screamed obscenities into the air as her entire body grew tense; right before another wave of pleasure washed over her. One that was so powerful, it nearly caused her green eyes to roll straight to the back of her head and stars to form in front of her closed eyelids.

Only after she had finally settled did he let up the pressure on her cunt and clit; both now sensitive and slightly swollen from his ministrations.

"Now, Sa-ku-ra...," Sasuke growled lowly as he brought himself into a more upright position; to where he was now hovering above his beloved, so that he could look directly into her irises. He didn't continue but he didn't need to. She nodded her head in response; eagerly awaiting what was to come next.

The suspense was nearly killing her.

She couldn't wait...

... but neither could Sasuke.

With slow and precise movements, he dragged his long fingers from her cunt and a thin string of her sticky fluids was being strung between them for a minute in the process; from his fingertips to her core. Sasuke made the hand signs quickly so that, within seconds of doing so, a duplicate of himself was standing beside them; fully ready to participate in their intimate moment together.

Her husband brought his still soaked digits back to her sex once more and quickly placed them inside of her; slowly swirling them (several times) in long, drawn out strokes before pulling the back out.

Sasuke then pressed them against the soft skin just below her cunt before lowering them; further and further, until they had reached her puckering hole, where her lover paused for a few moments to look deeply into her eyes.

Searching...

... and wanting...

... but waiting for the go-ahead from Sakura to continue.

He wouldn't if she didn't want him too. He would never force her against her will.

Sakura's viridescent orbs grew slightly wider, but she didn't give any sign of protest or discomfort. In fact, she ended up spreading her legs wider; to give her husband better access to her ass. The shadow clone moved to the head of the bed and his hand reaching for her chin before he lowered to plant a soft and gentle kiss to Sakura's slightly parted lips, at the same time that her husband pressed his rough fingertips against her; hoping to distract her just enough so that the pinkette didn't tense up while Sasuke worked on readying her body for his massive girth.

Slowly... ever so slowly... and after several failed attempts, he was finally able to enter her up to the knuckles; though, it was a very tight fit.

Sakura's breath was dense and her petite chest was heaving as he worked her; fingers spreading her wider and wider to try and make it easier for them later on when he finally entered her. Sasuke had to hold back a groan as her ass sucked and pulled in yet another finger; greedily.

Now, there were three... and they were well past the knuckle stage; thankfully. Just a little more to go and then... Sakura would finally be ready for him. His cock twitched excitedly in anticipation.

She sucked on the clone's tongue as one of her hands moved to his chiseled (well-defined) chest while the other grasped onto her husband thick, black mane.

Her scrawny fingers played with his sensitive skin as she pinched and pulled at his hardened, pink nipples before moving down to swirl around his bellybutton teasingly.

It was then that they plunged even lower.

When Sakura grasped onto his rock-hard cock with her digits, the clone groaned into her mouth loudly; his own hand coming up to cup a breast before it began to squeeze and knead the plump mound in earnest.

She worked him; up and down. And at first, it was slow and methodical; but then, he found that she had increased her speed and intensity. He could tell that she was growing somewhat tired of their little game now and was fully ready to get on to the really good part of the evening.

He watched her closely as black slowly bled into red; Sasuke's tomoe swirling lazily as he readied himself for his next move.

She closed her eyes tightly; enjoying the feeling of both men pleasing her simultaneously—

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She didn't realize she was being lifted at first, but she soon found herself on her hands and knees; with her husband at her backside and the clone underneath of her. When Sakura finally opened her eyes again... her husband's long, thick cock was the first thing that she saw. The appendage was jutting out proudly from the large V shape at the apex of his narrowed hips; waiting for some much-needed attention from her that she would gladly be giving to it in just a few short moments.

The first thing that she felt though, was—

"Oh... f-fuck... ugh... m-me...," she hissed; teeth clamping together firmly as her eyes shut tightly. The pressure on her back entrance was immense and even though Sasuke had tried to prepare her earlier for his large cock... Sakura was still really, really tight. Her body involuntarily tensed all over; blocking her husband from moving forward any further. His short, shallow, and slow thrusting was stopped; almost before it had even started.

"Shh. Just relax for me, Sakura," Sasuke purred. His low and soothing tone was extremely calming for the young woman, as well as his lips against her lower back as they slowly began to move up the length of her bony spine; sent warm shivers of incredible pleasure throughout her entire body and goosebumps to break out across her heated flesh. She was panting like a dog in heat. Sakura definitely wanted this; she wanted him... in there, but—

"A-Anata... ahh..."

The clone's lips pressed against her inner thigh faintly; her muscles twitching beneath them as his long fingers stroked her calf.

When Sakura felt his wet tongue press against the puckering and swollen lips of her sex... she nearly lost it again; right then and there.

Sasuke licked, nipped, sucked, and touched her in exactly the right places to help ease her body back into its previously relaxed state; making it easier for her husband to slowly began to press himself further and further in. Pushing past the old boundaries so that he could fully open her up to him and gain complete access to her sweet and curvy ass.

Finally; he had succeeded.

Sakura's free hand reached out to grasp onto the shadow's cock forcefully before she bent her head and allowed her tongue to dart out to taste the clear liquid that resided on the tip... the flavor was slightly salty; but it was nothing that Sakura wasn't accustomed to. In fact, the pinkette loved it; if for no other reason than the fact that it was uniquely her husband's; salty and sweet but with a slight bitterness to it as well.

Sakura sucked his dick in-between her lips at the same time that her husband pulled out to the tip; her movements slowly becoming more and more in sync with his as the three of them tried to work together; before finally reaching that perfect and beautiful harmony.

Sakura moaned around the wide length that was pressing against the back of her throat and the sides of her gums; her husband's hips pumping faster and faster while the shadow clone's thick tongue grew more and more frantic in his haste to taste and pleasure the woman above him.

Rough and calloused fingertips pressed against both her hip and distended clit...

... while her own wrapped tightly around the part of the clone's cock that wouldn't fit past her lips and into her widely opened mouth; her head was bobbing wildly as she took him in with gusto.

The trio's pleasure mounted as time passes (far to quickly for their liking) and they soon found themselves eagerly searching for that extra little push that would help them fully reach the peaks of pleasure that they so desperately sought out.

The clone reached his first; his hips thrusting up as his mouth released its suction-like grip on her sex. His hot breath was fanning against her wet skin as he reached down to grasp onto the back of her neck tightly... holding Sakura still above him as he pressed himself as far as he could into the back of her mouth. She could feel his hot and sticky cum shooting down the full column of her throat (several times) as he grunted his pleasure lowly, before finally growing still; all the while her husband continuing to thrust as if nothing had changed. His grip relaxed while his cock slipped from between her swollen lips and the wet sound of skin against skin was still ringing in her ears as Sasuke's pace increased.

In less than a few seconds, a low poof was heard as the shadow clone disappeared within a small cloud of white smoke. Sakura barely noticed, as her husband's hand soon replaced the clone's tongue. He openly palmed her clit (roughly) while his long fingers delved into her hot core; her inner walls clenching around his digits as he pumped and swirled them within her vigorously and with a practiced ease that only came from the loving intimacy that came with being husband and wife.

Sakura completely collapsed beneath Sasuke's ministrations; unable to hold herself fully upright any longer due to the pleasurable intensity of their situation. "S-Sasuke-kun... I... ugh... just..."

The pink-haired woman was cut off mid-speech as his narrow hips pressed harshly against her ass cheeks; right before he began to rotate them in a small, circular pattern. The added pressure (combined with the long digits within her) was the medics undoing.

"Ahh!" Her harsh cry overpowered his low grunt as she came around his fingers; her thick liquids squirting past his exploring appendages before landing on their soft, cottony sheets below her parted thighs.

Her legs felt like jelly and Sasuke had to literally hold her upright by the hips with his forearm as he continued to thrust; faster and fast until he too had reached his own peak just seconds later. His hips were locked against her ass as he tossed his head back; the heat of her walls closing in as his cock expanded... hot liquid shooting from the tip in thick strings into her tight, dark tunnel.

She collapsed onto her stomach when he finally released her while Sasuke fell to his side beside her prone form; his still stiff cock slipping from her easily... where his liquids began to seep from her opening soon afterwards.

She turned her head to the side and he used his hand to help brush away the hair that was laying in front her face; revealing a satisfied and slightly tired smile while she gazed at him through thick and dark eyelashes. "Just... just... wow," Sakura panted; still completely out of breath from their lovemaking.

"Hn." He smirked at her response; leaning over to give her a loving kiss to the temple before rolling his tired body out of bed where he came to stand in all his naked glory beside her. "I'm going to go and take a shower. Want to join me?"

"Anata, we don't have much time before Sarada gets home...," Sakura giggled girlishly as she rolled to her side before slowly lifting herself into a seated position; her slightly sore body feeling the sharp pulls of her aching and tired muscles when they were slowly stretched with the small movement.

Sasuke gave his wife his signature (sexy) smirk before reaching his hand out to help her stand; onto shaky legs. He pulled her to his chest before wrapping his lone arm around her thin, but curvy frame. His head bending to the side (to an angle) so that he could easily nuzzle his nose along the full length of her neck and he heard her breath hitch as he did so; sending bouts of masculine pride and desire straight to his cock.

"I don't need a lot of time, Tsuma. All I need... is you."

Author's Notes:

If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.