The Surprise

"All nice and clean after your shower?"

"Yes indeed. Clean all over."

"I like you in that bathrobe."

"I like you in that teddy, with those high heels.

"You don't think it's too slutty, with my nipples peeking out and all?"

"I like slutty. Come here and pose for me."

"You're a bad boy, sitting on the edge of the bed and ogling me."

"I have a surprise for you."

"Goodie. I love surprises!"

"You unwrap it by opening the bathrobe."

"Like this?"

"Yes."

"Oh my."

"It's all for you."

"It's not exactly a surprise, but I love it."

"I'm glad."

"It's so big, and so... so... erect and stiff."

"Umm..."

"It's pointed right at me. Can I touch it."

"It's yours. You can do anything you want with it."

"What if I just touch the tip with my finger?"

"Go ahead."

"Goodness! It jumped at me!"

"It likes you."

"I wonder what will happen if I squeeze it."

"Try and see."

"I won't do it hard. I'll just use my thumb and finger."

"You can do it as hard as you want."

"I'll start here at the base, and work my way up."

"Ahhh..."

"Ohh... am I hurting you?"

"Nooo..."

"How come you closed your eyes?"

"To concentrate my senses."

"Hey. It seems to be growing. How is that possible?"

"Your fingers..."

"Maybe I should stop. I don't want it to explode."

"I'll tell you when it's going to explode."

"Umm... What about this area down here. Can I touch that too?"

"Yes. It's part of it."

"Such soft, loose skin. And these round things inside. I can make them move."

"God..."

"Is it okay if I get down on my knees so I can see better?"

"Yes, it's okay."

"There. Now my surprise is only inches away. I like the way it smells."

"It likes the way you smell, too."

"I have to move this big thing out of the way so I can see the sack-thing. I'll use my left hand to lift it up, like so. Now with my right hand I can do this..."

"OHH... DAMN... THAT'S... THAT'S..."

"That's what? You're growing again."

"Your fingertips... they're like a feather..."

"Ummm... My surprise is like a new puppy. I like playing with it."

"What else are you going to do?"

"Let's see. Can I kiss it?"

"Oh yea."

"Right on the tip, like this?"

"AHHH..."

"Uh oh, it's jumping again. I'm going to have to hold it while I kiss it."

"Yess..."

"Umm...down one side...up the other. What about the sack-thing? Can I kiss that too?'

"OH YES."

"So very soft. And I can feel the fruit inside. Can I lick it?"

"JESUS..."

"My... my... the long thing is waving like a sapling in the wind."

"It wants to be licked too."

"You mean, like a pop-cycle, starting at the base and going up... over and over?"

"YES... PLEASE..."

"I'll have to hold the tip... umm... umm... so tasty..."

"OH... MY... GOD..."

"I want to put it in my mouth. Is that okay?"

"All the way in?"

"Oh yes. I want to feel it in the back of my throat."

"CHRIST ALMIGHTY!"

"And if there's juice inside this pop-cycle, I'm going to drink it."

"It's for you."

"Okay. Here we go. AHKAAA..."

"GGGG...hhhhh..oooo...aaaa..."

"Whew. How was that?"

"Incredible. Where did you learn to do that?"

"I read about it, wanted to try it."

"What do you think?'

"It's going to take some practice."

"Practice all you want."

"Later. Now I want to put it some other places."

"Like?"

"Like here between my tits..."

"Ummm..."

"And on my oh-so-hard nipples, rubbing like this..."

"Yes..."

"Ah, what's this slippery stuff? It makes the tip slide so easily..."

"Oh Yea..."

"That's enough of that for now."

"How come?"

"Cause it makes me want to slide it around in other places, and I'm not through kissing and licking."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Take off your robe and lay on your stomach."

"But that will expose my..."

"Exactly. You're so fresh and clean. I've been waiting for this."

"Me too. How's this?"

"Nice. Did I ever tell you I liked your butt?"

"You might have mentioned it once or twice."

"Let's see if it jiggles like mine when it gets spanked."

"OUCH... hey go easy..."

"You don't go easy with me. Now be quiet and do as I say."

"Yes ma'am."

"Up on your knees."

"Uh oh..."

"Open your legs. That's a good boy. Everything so accessible."

"What are you going to do?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe this..."

"AHHHHH..."

"Like milking old Betsy when I was a girl."

"Oh My God... Oh my God... Don't stop... Please don't stop."

"No problem. I'll just keep squeezing and pulling while run my tongue around in here..."

"JESUS H CHRIST..."

"And down her around the little sack-thing."

"OH FUCK...I CAN'T STAND IT..."

"Let it go honey..."

"AAAGGGHHHAAHHHH..."

"The milk of the gods..."

"Ohhh..."

"Every last drop..."

"Ummmm..."

"Feel better now?"

"That was so great. You know how to please me."

"It's what loving wives do."