His eyes began to open some time later, it had been a good sleep, and all of a sudden John became aware of a nice warm feeling between his legs. I must be dreaming he thought. The feelings began to intensify, and as he felt it getting stronger he felt his dick respond, growing as the blood surged to the tip. His dick had grown to its full size now, long and thick. He felt the skin roll back over the purple head exposing the sensitive glans; this was a really good dream. John then became aware of a wetness engulfing him; his dick had become slick and even more sensitive to the pleasure it was feeling. He felt it grow again, bigger than ever, then a hot tight feeling engulfed him and he became more sensitive than ever before. His dick seemed to grow again.
It was a slow realisation that he wasn't asleep, the light coming through the curtains and the sounds of passing traffic, and the wet feeling coming from his groin. He opened his eyes fully and looked around him and down the bed.
The covers were rising and falling slowly and he began to understand why he was having the delightful feelings. John didn't move, he dare not, the pleasure was too great. He could see Ruth's legs at the end of the bed; this was a great present. John felt his ball sack move and tighten as the pleasure grew, he was sure his dick grew again, oh this was good.
He was fully awake now and was sure that Ruth thought he was unconscious. If I pretend to be asleep until I come, he thought, maybe Ruth would take his hot salty seed deep inside her throat. It was a divine deceit, but would she do it?
John could feel his wife's tongue sliding up and down his length from the tip right down to the base and then around his balls before taking them into her mouth and slowly sucking them before moving back up to the tip. His dick twitched as her mouth closed around his sensitive knob again and took a couple of inches inside.
John was watching the quilt rise and fall when it was thrown back, their eyes met, no chance of surprising her now; damn he thought.
"Happy birthday, needed some air" Ruth said.
All John could do was nod as she continued to wank him while looking into his eyes.
"Where did this monster come from?" Ruth added looking down at his glistening prick.
John looked too, she was right; it was big, bigger than normal all glistening hard and red. The veins stood proud and the purple head throbbed visibly, John figured normally he was about 9 inches when aroused but Ruth's hand looked tiny in comparison maybe he had the magic 10 inches, he couldn't remember the last time he had been this excited.
Ruth squeezed his dick from the base, sliding upwards, milking him until a small drop of liquid appeared at the tip.
"Bet you would like me to lick this, and take your juices into my mouth?" Ruth asked.
"Please" John replied almost silently.
The pleasure was so intense. Without breaking eye contact Ruth leaned forward and her tongue brushed the tip scooping up the liquid before stretching her mouth wide to take the purple monster deep inside. John groaned at the sight, his sweet wife struggling to stuff his monster dick into her mouth while all the time rubbing his shaft. He was bigger than normal, he was sure now, and he could see the corners of her mouth stretch, the skin turning white with the pressure of the insertion.
"Take it all bitch' John growled.
He couldn't believe the words had come from his lips, it shocked him, he said it again, no less shocked, the pleasure surging through his body had overcome him, he was an animal.
Ruth looked at him and then re adjusted her position before opening her mouth wide to take him inside again. John watched as the first inches entered her delicate mouth. She adjusted her position again and slid the next inch in, god he was Horny.
"More?" John asked, a nod came from his wife's face so John slowly lifted his hips off the bed to meet her face and the first half of his huge dick was in.
"More?' John said again there was no reply this time.
He eased forward toward her; he felt the tip at the opening of her throat and pushed again. He felt her gag a little and back off but she grabbed his bum and pulled herself forward again. This time the gag wasn't as bad and she left his dick at the opening of her throat before pushing again. He felt the tightness as his monster entered. Ruth took some more, only 3 or so inches now left visible, god he was hot and he could feel the come boiling inside his sack.
"More" John ordered, again no answer so he eased more in and when he looked down his sweet wife's nose was buried in his pubic hair.
"Now fuck it, whore" John demanded.
Ruth began to bob up and down with 10 inches of meat jammed in her throat. The tightness was incredible, a feeling he had never experienced before. He involuntarily reached for her hair and forced her up and down forcing her to milk his monster.
He was so close now; he was going to come. As the first surge started he slid out so that the tip was at her lips. John grabbed his cock and massaged it squeezing the come towards her mouth. He still had her hair in the other hand so he used that to pull her head over his knob as he exploded. Spurt after spurt rushed from his knob, thick salty fluid. Ruth took all she could before she swallowed. He was still coming as he withdrew and the next eruption splashed on her face, sticking where it landed. She lowered her head again and caught the next spurts and drank it down. He was relaxing now and the orgasm was subsiding, wow.
Ruth looked up at him with a wicked grin on her face. The last dribbles were falling on his belly; she reached down with her finger and scooped them up before slowly licking it clean. They both collapsed exhausted.
Some while later Ruth stirred and looked over at John
"Nice birthday present thanks" he said "the days still young" she replied.
"Why don't you grab forty winks while 1 get a shower and nip to the shops for a few things? I'll meet you in the pub at one" Ruth added.
John could only nod as he drifted off to sleep. When he awoke it was mid day and time to get up. He ran the shower and jumped in, the water was warm and cleansing. As he soaped his cock it began to rise again and thoughts of this morning came rushing back.