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“I… all I wanted was to make love with you…” I answer her. “Now I can’t, because of that stupid bet…”.

“Oh, my darling. Do you really want me that bad?”.

“I do…”.

My strong, and tall, wife needs to lower a bit to… reach for my pants.

“Look, you’re still hard!”.

“No…”.

“Yes you are: You enjoyed this as much as I did!”.

“No, I don’t want to be humiliated, I swear. It’s just that you’re so… beautiful…”.

She continues to massage me. When she lowers my pants, my dick basically jumps out of my briefs.

“What are you doing? You said…”.

“I said YOU couldn’t fuck me. But I won, so I can fuck you!” she starts laughing. Then she stops, worried again. “Please, Thomas, let me make this right. It’s going to feel right soon, I promise”.

With that, she brings me to our bedroom.

“Lay down, my wonderful husband” Margaret commands me, as she removes her shorts and panties. “You got me so hot, I’ve never been this aroused in my whole life!”.

“Do you mean it? Do you still see me as… a proper husband?”.

My wife smiles, lovingly, before putting her tank top off. She keeps the heels. “Of course you are: you’re perfect for me! We’re two, compatible, halves of the same apple, my love”.

I know she’s so gigantic right now, but the weight on the bed as she stands on it doesn’t feel that much. I’m still 50% heavier than her after all.

She squats down, lower and lower. Her new body looks so beautiful, so sculpted. And her breasts… gosh, just everything about her.

I can feel my glans pushing open her folds. She wasn’t lying: this little game got her wetter than ever.

She stops. I want to scream. “Don’t forget, whatever happens, I’m always yours, and you’re always mine!”.

Finally, she sits. So this is what pure bliss feels like.

“Wow, your penis feels bigger!” Margaret comments, standing still. “Have you noticed how tighter the walls of my vagina are? I bet I have more muscle mass in my pelvis as well!”.

One stroke, then she stops again. “And all of this natural lubricant! We can change game, but I want to keep playing. Don’t you see how wet I am?” my wife says. “This is all thanks to you! And to the fact I’m now 7 years younger”.

“I haven’t done much…”.

“Trust me, I’m in paradise because of you” she smiles down at me.

At that moment, I realize something else is different. “Margaret! We’re not wearing any protections!!!”.

“I don’t care, who needs protections?”.

“I know you’re taking the pill, but that’s not 100% safe…”.

My wife really doesn’t care anymore. A few more strokes, and she’s contorting herself. “Yes! YES!!!”.
“…did you just come?”.
She takes a moment to breathe before answering me. “You bet I did!”.
“That’s wonderful!!!”. Indeed, I’m not proud of saying my Margaret doesn’t come often, during our intercourses. “In under a minute, what’s happening?!”.
“It’s just they were right all this time, honey: I’m born to ride you!” she resumes her squats on my key to heaven. “Say it: say you love the new me!”.
I can’t even think, I’m mesmerized by the rhythm with what her breasts are bouncing up and down.
She stops. And that definitely gets my attention.
“Why?! What now?”.
“I said, admit it: you prefer the new me, to the old, shy Margaret you used to cuddle”.
I can’t say it. I don’t want to hurt her feelings, she’s always my little old Margaret. I’m not going to say anything I’m going to regret.
“Well, if you don’t want to admit it yet, I’ll make you!” my energetic wife promises, as she restarts to bob on my appendage.
“I’m com…” I try to warn her.

But she grips me stronger and stronger. Until, for the first time in my life, I come. Inside of her.