Counter-top fuck

You look your wife up and down, her body shape remarkably different from what it used to be. Sure, the transformation downstairs has shrunk her belly to make it athletically flat, but much more extra weight has been added to her tits and arse. You wonder whether you can lift her up.

But your own physique has changed dramatically too. You have muscles everywhere now, big, powerful muscles. You hold Mary by the hips and kiss her deeply, letting your tongue explore her mouth and she responds in kind. At the end of the kiss you stand there for a moment, enjoying the feel of her boobs pushed against your chest. She looks at you and smiles, her eyes shining with a glint that indicates she is incredibly horny. Her eyes seem to be positively pleading you to fuck her.

Holding onto her hips, you lift her and plonk her butt on the counter-top.

“Ooh, you’re so strong,” she coos. “I’m not sure this is terribly hygienic, though.”{if fart=true} She lifts a butt cheek and farts; a short but loud trumpet-burst of a fart, followed by a longer, deeper, rumbling one.

“Well, that’s definitely not hygienic,” you remark in reply.{endif}

You kiss her again, and you feel her leaning forward to push her chest against yours more, and her legs open wide so you can move between them, closer to the counter. The top of the counter is almost perfectly in line with your crotch, so - apart from your clothes in between - your cock is just centimetres away from Mary’s pussy.

“Shall we make it even less hygienic?” you ask, breaking off the kiss. Mary smiles back at you.

“I think we might have to,” she says eagerly. She wraps her legs around you, the backs of her calves pressing against your thighs, pressing you closer as her arms wrap around your back, squeezing you against her colossal breasts. You reach down to unzip your fly and set your cock free from its straining battle against your pants and trousers. Then, shifting Mary’s sopping wet underwear to one side, you guide your hard dick towards her eagerly waiting cunt.

“Yes, give me that cock, I want it,” pleads Mary as she feels it parting her pussy lips. “Give it to me, deep in my pussy. Uuuuhhh!!!” This last exclamation comes as you obediently penetrate your horny wife. Holding her butt so she doesn’t slip around the slick worktop, you thrust your immense cock in and out of her tight, wet hole. She immediately loses the ability to string words together, emitting only sounds of pure pleasure; grunts, groans and gasps at your every movement. Your hard dick pistons in and out of her eager cunt, harder, faster, relentlessly.

Mary is your cock-sleave now, an ever-horny slut who constantly craves cock. Unable to speak due to the pleasure coursing through her body, she is more plaything than person. Your wife is reduced to a big-titted bimbo{if fart=true} who even orgasms from just the vibration of a fart{endif}, yours for the taking any time you want with your newly acquired monster cock. You fuck her hard, relishing the tightness of her wet pussy, her huge tits pressed against your chest, straining to be set free to jiggle all over the place in time with your unrelenting rhythm.

The only words Mary can get out in between her ecstatic gasping and groaning are monosyllabic: “Fuck!” “Yes!” “Cock!” “Wow!” “Babe!” You feel your load building in your balls, your cock pulsating of its own accord, and you allow yourself to release your creamy cum deep inside your personal whore’s desperately insatiable vagina. Slowing your thrusting, you relish the sensation as spurt after spurt of your sex juices shoot deep into her body. She hugs you tight, a huge beaming smile on her face. You smile back and kiss her passionately and she returns the kiss with gusto.

“Welcome to your new home, babe,” you say when you finally stop snogging. You gently extract your semi-hard cock from her tight snatch, watching in amazement at the amount of cum that pours out of her slit in the moment between being uncorked by your dick and her pussy lips closing. Even then a trickle of cum continues to seep through. You grin mischievously at the pool of sex juices on the worktop and running down the front of the cupboards as you help Mary back to the floor. She turns to you and eagerly kisses you again.