My Birthday Surprise (Part 3)

When I woke the next morning, I found my wife dressed and ready to go.  What can I say, I value my sleep.  She ordered me to “get moving” because we “need to enjoy ourselves while we are here.”  Thinking back to the night before I could not help but think that mission had already been accomplished regardless of what was next.  We spent the day walking the squares of Savannah, taking in the moss-covered trees, and eating fresh salt-water taffy from the River Street shops.  We had lunch at a riverside pub where we sat outside enjoying the warmth of the sun and watching people.  It was a relaxing day together, just the two of us, a rarity in our lives.  We walked in and out of shops, sampled the food and wine, and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.  Midafternoon my wife informed me that we had dinner reservations at 6:30 and that we needed to go back to the hotel and get ready.

Back at the hotel, my wife turned on the shower and returned naked to the room to grab clothes out of her luggage.  I asked her what the attire was and she directed me to my bag she had packed.  As I reached for my bag, I noticed her attempting to hide something in a towel as she went to the shower.  I could tell what it was.  She had brought the corset that I bought her long ago.  I began to get excited and tried to follow her into the shower for some pre-dinner fun.  Unfortunately for me, she had purposely locked the door to keep me away.  Grinning I went back to my bag to get my clothes for my turn in the shower.  Curious as to what may be planned for later tonight I opened her bag and I was pleased to find the bag in which we keep lube and other sexy items.  I noticed that the bag looked bigger than usual.  I opened the bag and inside was a 6-inch rabbit vibrator.  I had purchased one of these long ago however she never used it.  After the battery acid ruined a low mileage toy, it ended up in the trashcan.  I did not know when or where this surprise came from but I could not wait to find out why it was here.  Hearing the water turn off, I zipped the bag up and put it back.  When my wife came out fully dressed to apply her make-up, I went to the shower to get ready for dinner.  I passed her at full mast and she purposely ignored me, determined to make me wait for her time.

Dinner reservations were at a nice seafood restaurant on the waterfront.  The meal and conversation were excellent.  After desert, I asked what was next and she informed me that we were in no hurry and we needed to enjoy the riverfront on our last night here.  We spent the next few hours enjoying the area.  Each time I put my hands around her as we walked I could feel the corset under her dress reminding me that she must have something great in store for me.  After teasing me and playing with my sexual emotions for a few hours she said, “Let’s go on back to the hotel, I have a birthday present I think you will like.”  Excited I agreed to move on back to the room.

When we got to the room, I was directed again to the chair I sat in the night before.  This time I was told to put my back toward the window and face the bed.  She gave me clear instructions, “You are to sit there until I tell you to move.  You may not touch anything, not me, not the bed, and you may not touch yourself.”  I agreed to each of the rules without hesitation.  I watched as my wife made her way to the luggage.  She pulled out the bag I had peeked in earlier and began to place items on the bed.  She put the 6-inch rabbit on the bed alongside a bottle of lube.  She moved in front of me and looked into my eyes.

“Happy Birthday,” she told me and she reached behind her and began to unzip her dress.  She let the unzipped dress stay on her shoulders as she turned around and sat in my lap.  She began to seductively grind against me and the blood began to flow in my crotch.  I reached out to grab her breast only to be reminded of the rules.

She stood up in front of me and removed the dress.  I admired her beauty in the corset and fought the urge to take her.  With that, she turned around and crawled onto the bed like a cat, pushing her thong-covered backside high into the air.  As she found the middle of the bed, she rolled onto her back and began an amazing show.  She started by rubbing her hands all over her body, slowly, seductively.  She took time to build the suspense as her hands grazed her breast, round butt cheeks, and already dripping pussy.  After a few minutes she began to really get into it, I think she had almost forgotten that I was in the room at all.  I loved it!  She massaged her breasts and began to arch her back, I could tell the heat and urge was boiling inside her.  She slid one hand from her breast to her wetness, taking a moment to pull the thong to the side where she began to rub above her clit.  She started to moan and squirm on the bed.  She wanted, no she needed, to cum and she was going to show me how she makes it happen.

I watched so tempted to move as she slid two fingers down the lips of her pussy taking time to spread her love juice over her folds.  She slid the thong down her legs and then reached over for the bottle of lube and squirted some directly on her clit.  She shuddered as the cool lube made contact with her clit.  Placing her fingers back on her pussy, she continued to work the lube up and down her wet slit.  In awe, I watched her do something I have never seen her do before, she slid the two fingers directly into her right up to the webbing of her fingers.  She openly gasped as she filled herself.  I could tell from watching her that she was making a “come here” gesture inside her pussy, arching her fingers with each stroke seeking that spot insider her that sets her off.  In five strokes, she found that spot and moaned, “Oh yes” as her toes started to curl up.  She took the other hand off her breast, moved it to her clit, and began to work the fingers of one hand inside her pussy and the fingers of the other hand on her clit.

It was killing me to watch.  I wanted to get closer so I moved the chair to the foot of the bed.  She had her eyes closed and they were rolling into the back of her head.  I could have left, she would not have known, and I am not sure at that moment that she would not have cared.  She had things well in hand herself.  It was amazing.  I was beyond hard.  I could feel each pulse flow though my cock.  As I watched, she began to thrash on the bed.  “Yes!  Yes!  Oh my YES!” she moaned.  Next came something I have never heard from my wife before.  She let out this scream of passion that words cannot explain.  I am 100% sure that whoever was in the room surrounding us knew that she was cumming.  Her body clenched as she shoved her fingers as deep as she could into herself.  I was in lust with what I saw and I had to have her.

I reached out to touch her leg and she moved it away.  “I’m not through, you wait your turn” was her reply.  I sat back down as she reached for the rabbit.  She took it and turned it on quickly indicating to me that she had used the toy quite a few times without my knowledge.  She spread her legs wide and pulled her knees up opening her pussy for me to see.  She took the toy and rubbed it along her folds, teasing her hole.  With a deep breath, she plunged the toy in as far as it would go.  I watched as she proceeded to pump herself silly with the toy.  She varied stoke depth and speed looking to put both her and I over the edge.  With a few last deep plunges of the toy, she again let go in a way I had never heard before.

“I love having my pussy filled.  Do you like watching me fill my pussy?”  I nodded in agreement.  “It feels so good to be filled.”  As those words ended, an orgasm swept over her.  It was sensual, erotic, animalistic, and amazing.  As she came off her high, she took the toy and lifted it to her lips.  She proceeded to take most of it into her mouth.  She winked at me as she sucked all of her juices off the toy.  I had to pick my jaw up off the floor.