My Transformed Wife Part 2 - Sex Stories

My Transformed Wife Part 2

"Absolutely," I said, rising to my feet and offering her my hand. She took hold and I pulled her to her feet. Her knees wobbled and I caught her by the waist before she could collapse again. "Woah, easy there." "I'm not used to using those muscles like that," she said, grinning. "Yeah, I'll probably be walking funny for a while myself." I helped her into the shower and she sat down on the built in bench next to the shampoo and soap bottles. I pointed the shower head at the wall, turned on the hot water, and waited as steam began to fill our little alcove and condense on the glass door. My back was to my wife, and I felt a soft hand rest on my butt, and she massaged it gingerly. "That was quite a pounding for your first time," she said. "We don't need to back in there today if you don't want." I turned and leaned over to kiss her on the mouth. "I've never told you before, but I've always been interested in receiving anal. I've had some practice with my fingers and toys when I masturbate, I just never imagined by first time with you would go quite like that." She smiled and held her still limp cock with one hand, giving it a small shake, "Well, there's plenty more where that came from. I don't think I inherited a male refractory period." As she spoke, her cock was already getting harder longer in her hand. "Well why don't I get you cleaned up?" I pulled the shower head off the wall and brought it down to her penis. I sprayed a steady stream of water over it before picking up ...

... the body wash with my other hand squirting a generous amount along her length. I put the bottle down and began moving my hand up and down her cock, working the wash into a foam. She leaned back against the wall and sighed, "This is better than the spa." I moved my hand away from her dick, lathering up her voluptuous thighs and thin stomach before moving onto her shoulders, arms and calves. I massaged every muscle as I went, and when I was finished I again turned the warm stream of water to her body, rinsing away the soap. When I was finished she looked like a fertility goddess - pale skin, petite yet perky breasts, a round, generous ass, and a long, thick cock that any guy would love to have. She looked into my eyes and said, "You know, you still haven't gotten to cum yet." She leaned forward and wrapped her hand around my cock, which hadn't gone down at all since we started. She gave it a few pumps and a spurt of precum shot out. I was on a hair trigger from the pounding she had given my ass. I pulled her hand away and smiled, "Unfortunately I did inherit the male refractory period, and I'd rather stay hard until we're finished." She grinned and replied, "Alrighty, then I'll just have to use your butt as much as I want, but I'm not going to finish your cock until I'm satisfied." I groaned and almost came from the feeling of her words sliding over me. "You should get out and wait on the bed, I'll be there when I'm clean." She stood up and slapped me on the ass before stepping ...