Into Bunny's holes

I'm bored out of my mind. My self wrestling session ended up being as frustrating as this app thing. First I was thinking about the delivery girl, but then "Bunny" invited herself into my mind and all I could think about was that she would never be a real person and I was stuck with my wife, Lauren. Not that I don't love her with all my heart, but... Well, let's just say I got carried away while imagining my ideal woman, and now the actual human being I live with suffer from the comparison. She is physically average in all regards, with short black hair, a relatively ordinary face, medium size breasts, medium size hips, nothing noteworthy, really. She's also rarely in the mood for sex, especially since we had our second child, and when she agrees to it, most of the time she wants it to end as fast as possible and refuses anything out of the ordinary. All in all, my sex life is unsatisfying and boring, though we have good moments otherwise and are happy parents of two. Which doesn't really help right now since little Leo and Sue, respectively 4 and 6 years old, are currently spending their hollidays with their grandparents and Lauren is currently working so I'm home alone.

I'm interrupted in my grumpyness when I suddenly hear a car parking in the court. I look at the clock and have the confirmation that it's only 4 PM. Lauren's day at work won't be over before at least three hours. Who could it be? I get up from the armchair to go have a look, but suddenly the entry door is open wide and somebody barges in. She's a beautiful woman with long, black silky hair and a dark skin, wearing a red halter top, black bootcut pants and silver pumps which looked classy and comfy at the same time. And with an amazingly huge rack. She looks at me, and I realise at last that she's actually my wife. I couldn't mistake this face for any other, yet she looks... different. And that's an understatement, considering her hair grew more than a foot longer, her skin tone changed completely and she gained a few cups since she left me this morning. But she also looks more feral, like a panther or a lioness sneakily approaching her prey, crawling in tall grass. Except she isn't sneaky at all, and as soon as she sees me she rushes and jumps on me, locking her lips with mine while ripping my shirt appart and wrapping her legs around my hips. The shock and the surprise are enough to **** me to sit back and I'm too confused to react as Lauren is eating my face voraciously. Could it be that... the app actually worked in the real world? It can't be! It shouldn't be! And still, I have a living proof of it caressing my torso with feverish hands and rubbing her crotch against my bulging erection through my pants.

"I'm sorry, stalion." she gasps. "I couldn't wait the entire day without your magnificent dick. I tried to, but..." she burry my face into her chest, panting. "I had to go to the bathroom three times to masturbate. I pretended to be sick to go home earlier." She let herself slide to the ground, on her knees, between my legs, and her hands manage to get you rid of my belt and unbutton my pants. She then let my already erect dick get free from its trunks jail, lift her halter top up and reveal two huge, round mounds. I notice the left one is partially covered with a tattoo of a sexy naked fairy lying around it, one arm extended to hold the pierced nipple in her hand. Bunny doesn't give me much time to observe it befoire seizing her big boobs and press them around my cock. By this point, I don't fucking care what can or cannot be anymore. I let my head rest on the back of the armchair and let out a moan while she takes good care of my dick. She never gave me a titjob before, and I rarely got one from anybody to be honest. Certainly not from such a busty and attractive woman, not mentioning one so eager to pleasure me. Which she's really good at, by the way, I can't stop groaning and whimpering as she wank me with her perfect tits. I'm unable to stand it for long and soon let out a long cry as I cum all over her face and chest. I'm resting, panting in the armchair, as she gets up with a frustrated look on her face.

"Ah! Sorry, hon, I wanted to make it last longer, but I was too much in a hurry. I hope you still have enough stamina to fuck my sorry cunt."

"Are you kidding me?" I eclaim, seizing her by her waist and pulling her toward me to have her fall into my lap. "If you don't undress right now, I will rip your panties with my dick and fuck you through it!" I answer before kissing her passionately.

She giggles and evade your embrace, turning her back to me and quickly removing her clothes, revealing an amazingly crafted tattoo covering her back. It's a busty bunny girl wearing a top hat, a leotard and fishnet stockings, holding a quads of queens in her hand. It's beautiful, but it pales in comparison with her ass. I feel like I just discovered it, which is true in a sense. Her cheeks are round and firm at the same time and begging for a hug, probably thanks to physical exercise which Lauren had never been fond of before I turned her into Bunny. I didn't think my wife could look even hotter, but this is beautiful! I can't resist the urge to grab hips and exclaim "God, I want to fuck your ass!" She giggles and turn her head to look at me from above her shoulder, licking her upper lip in a bitchy way to tease you while leaning forward to rub her asscreek against my shaft. "Did you really deserve it?" she asks, but I know she wants it more than anything. I suddenly seize her more firmly and impale her on my cock without any lubrification, which she reacts to by squealing in a high pitched-voice and bouncing furiously on my dick, pressing her back against my torso. "Oh god, John! Why did we never do this before? I love having my ass stuffed!"

I can't find anything to answer to this aside from fucking her butt harder and deeper. It's amazingly tight and soft, and even better, it's the very first ass you've ever fucked in your life. And judging by the increasing vigor Bunny is putting into waving her rump, she doesn't look like she hates it either. Her thighs still held into my hands, I **** her to lift her legs up until she's almost folded in half and still crying for more.

To my surprise, she reaches orgasm a few seconds before me and let out a scream way higher than anything I ever heard coming from her mouth, as she tilt her head backward. I now realise she looks even more beautiful with her face transfigured with pleasure, and I don't need more to push me across the line between mere pleasure and absolute bliss. I howl like a bear while filling her entrails with my cum, and keep thrusting into her for a few moments before letting her rest, panting and sweating. We're both exhausted, but we also both know it won't be enough to stop us from fucking like rabbits until at least one of us collapse.