Authors Notes::
This is not my work, this is from a site called hentai foundry. The original Author of this fiction is EvilFuzzy9. Reason i posted it here was just that thye font return was hurting my eyes a little. So I decided to post it here to be more portable with reading the awesome work.
I want to apologise to the Author for posting it here without his consent, as I have no idea how to reach him. please don't report this for plagarism.
"Naruto… Do you think my breasts are too small?"
"No, baby. They're perfect just the way they are."
Sakura blushed, lying beneath her husband. The blonde was stooping over his wife, his face flush and his brow glistening with sweat, his muscular chest heaving as he rolled his body back and forth, swaying in time with the subtlest movements of Sakura's lithe, shivering form. He brushed a hand over one of the pinkette's modest tits, easily cupping the small mound in his grasp. The blush on Sakura's face flamed deeper, and her pussy contracted familiarly.
Naruto shivered, pumping a little bit faster inside his wife. Sakura was a brilliant woman, but she had many self-esteem issues, and one area where that manifested was a lack of confidence in the sexiness of her body. No matter how many times her husband insisted that she was drop-dead sexy, she harbored private doubts and a perverse certainty that her lack of mammary endowments was disappointing for him. Her line of work probably didn't help with that, either…
But Naruto rubbed Sakura's breast, pawing and tweaking the modest mound, feeling how the pert thing reacted to his touch, and he bucked his hips, sawing his cock in and out of the girl. Back and forth he pumped his phallus, working his erection in and out of his wife, fucking her and fondling her. He panted softly, muscles rippling beneath his skin, beads of sweat tracing the contours of a fit and healthy figure. He twisted Sakura's nipple and surged up in her pussy, driving himself deeper still into the woman's cunt, a little excitedly fucking her.
Sakura made a cute sound in response to the increasing passion of Naruto's ravishing, and she bit her lip and looked away as he bowed his head, grinning warmly at her. They had been married for a few years, and they were well past the honeymoon phase of constant connubial excitement, but they were still young enough to really enjoy each other when they got properly into it. Naruto sealed his mouth over Sakura's, kissing her hotly, and he pinched her nipple and stroked her hip, plunging his rod in and out of her squelching, spasming pussy. The woman's body shuddered, and her breathing hitched, and she squeezed her eyes shut and moaned into her husband's lips as she came, seizing up and clamping down on his rod.
It was not an enormous orgasm, but it was enough to make her relax beneath her husband, and Naruto pumped his hips back and forth, thrusting faster and faster as he felt himself nearing the brink as well. Sakura squirmed a little tender beneath him and a tad impatient for the man to finish. It was too soon after orgasm for her to get properly stimulated from the fucking, and without that giddy rush of pleasure, she was more aware of the vaguely uncomfortable aspects of it. She didn't dislike it, but she was ready for it to be over and for Naruto to be done. Their navels clapped for a few more seconds, and Naruto's low, grunting breaths were the only sound either of them made.
Finally, the blonde arched his back and squeezed his eyes shut, erupting with a shudder. His cum squirted into his wife, who sighed in something somewhere between gladness and relief. Naruto's thrusting steadily slowed as he finished, and he began to soften. Still, even when he finally pulled out of Sakura at the completion of their intercourse, he did not let go of her breast until a few more seconds had elapsed. He gave it another fond squeeze and rubbed it once more as if to punctuate his earlier statement, and he met his wife's eyes with a reassuring smile.
She blushed and pouted, not exactly unhappy with the attention he was giving her chest.
"They're really okay?" she said quietly as Naruto finally let go and slumped down onto the bed. "Just the way they are?"
"Of course," Naruto replied. "What ever gave you the idea they aren't?"
They lay beside each other atop the sheets, naked and sweaty and sticky. A lamp glowed on the bedside table, illuminating their glossy forms sprawled over the bed. Naruto had a hearty flush, a vigorous redness showing through his skin, and his flaccid cock was draped between his legs, a very impressive size when fully erect. Sakura's chest rose and fell, not flat but well on the smaller side for a grown woman, and she fidgeted, looking at her husband and then looking away.
"A recent client," she said. "Wanted a breast enhancement surgery despite already having a pair twice my size."
"Well, that's just her being silly," Naruto said. "Size isn't everything."
Sakura glanced between his legs, looking ruefully at the blonde's substantial dick.
"That's easy for you to say."
"Oh, honey…" Naruto shook his head. "Come on. Your tits are fine. They're great! And they aren't what really matter anyway."
"Spare me the platitudes." But though Sakura said this, her expression had softened a tad. She wasn't exactly smiling, but she had clearly relaxed and warmed up if only just a little. She sighed after another moment of silence. "I already know it. Still… ugh, I hate working in this line of business. I got into cosmetic surgery for the good, honest jobs! People who needed reconstruction after accidents, or for women who had gotten mastectomies because of cancer. Not for these vain rich idiots."
"It pays well, though," Naruto said. "You make more in a month than I do in a year. It's a little emasculating, honestly."
Sakura pouted, but she also preened a little, acting on conflicted responses to her husband's words.
"You could make plenty if you'd gone into a more dependable line of work."
"You fell in love with me because of my artistic spirit though, didn't you?" Naruto replied cheekily. "You aren't the kind of girl who'd be happy with a stuffy accountant. And being a freelance photographer means I'm free to spend time with you whenever you have time off work."
"I guess," Sakura said. "But I'd say I fell in love with you because of your looks more than anything, honestly."
Naruto laughed, and he rolled over and planted a kiss on his wife's forehead before she could stop him.
"Well, I love you for your mind."
Sakura shook her head and weakly shoved his chest.
"Oh, just go to sleep. I have work in the morning."
"Okay, dear. If you insist."
Naruto was still grinning as he closed his eyes, and Sakura blushed as she looked at his face.
She couldn't imagine what she had ever done to deserve Naruto.
