Vinyl's Birthday Surprise

Laying in the box, clear to my eyes, is silky dark purple lingerie. With a thumping heart in my chest, I lift it up. Ooh, this is something a lot more exciting than I’d usually do. I used to be much more of a prude about this sort of encounters, but I’m ready now. I want to try these types of things. I want to try them with her.

I hold my new sexy lingerie with two hands up in front of me, silently inspecting it. I rub my thumb against the fabric. It’s softer than I’d expect. I lay it on the table gently before pulling off my nightclothes and tossing it into the closet. Now I’m exposed, naked, but soon not to be. I grab the lingerie and quickly pull it on. I still feel exposed, and a little embarrassed even though there’s no one to see. This outfit doesn’t cover the spots we’d usually want covered. My bosoms hang out of the attire, by design I suppose, and my lower region is completely bare. Of course, my upper thigh is somewhat covered, as well as part of my abdomen. It’s not doing much for warmth though.

Feeling a slight chill from my lack of adequate coverings, I reach my hand into the box again to pull out the next part of Vinyl’s gift. In my hand I held a pink phallus. It felt weird holding it, not that it was my first time holding one. I’ve seen Vinyl’s, and we’ve tried it before, but this still felt odd, this one I bought. It’s also different that it was attached to a belt at its base. This is where Vinyl's gift gets a bit more exciting. My heart is pounding and my adrenaline is running as I strap the strap-on around my thick hips. I feel my chest moving up and down as I grab the remainders in my box and drift back towards the door. Going down the hall, I do more of a waddle than sneak as the object on my hips bounce back and forth awkwardly.

I slowly enter the bedroom, seeing that Vinyl is still soundly asleep. I slither to her side of the bed and slowly lift the covers. In my hand I hold a ball gag, a short black belt, and some little tiny round “bullet” vibrators as well as some tape. I watch her snoring face as drool drips onto her pillow. She sleeps almost naked, with nothing but blue panties. That makes it easier for me. Silently, I tear off a little tape and carefully attach a mini-vibrator to each of her breasts. I know she’ll love these, she has to, I did research on this stuff on the internet. Vinyl makes a gurgling sound in her sleep and rolls slightly onto her back. Next, I move to her skinny little thighs and grab hold of her panties. Careful not to wake her, I gently pull them down to her knees. I pull them more until they reach her feet and then lift them off, tossing them onto the floor with her other worn clothes..

My chest is thumping now in anticipation for what I’m about to do. I decide the blanket’s getting in the way, and that it’s time to remove that too. I lift it up and throw it to the carpet like Vinyl’s panties. Now I’m kneeling at the edge of the bed, my spouse lay naked and asleep before me. I can’t help but think how cute she still looks even through her horrendous snoring. I brush my hand across her leg before moving on to the next step in preparation.

I move to the side and reach for her arms. With one hand, I hold her wrists together and with the other I use my little black belt to bind them together. Vinyl begins to shiver slightly, and I try to work more quickly. I tighten the belt, but not too tight, and grab for the ball gag. Here comes the tricky part now. I place the gag on her face and try to lift her head slightly enough that I could connect it in the back. With her head in my hand, I feel how soft her blue hair is. I’ve always loved the color she kept her hair.  As I’m doing this, she rolls again back onto her side and ends up helping me get it on in doing so.

Now with everything ready, I scurry back to the end of the bed as I swiftly mentally prepare myself. Vinyl is stirring now. I latch onto her leg and lift it up, giving me the room and position to do what I’ve planned to do. I take one last deep breath and silently examine how the colors of my arms and her leg rubbing together complement each other, my chocolatey brown skin with her much lighter complexion. I grab with one hand a little box with two wires streaming out to the vibrators on Vinyl’s bare chest and turn the dial on the mechanism, activating the pleasure making devices. Now it begins. Vinyl wakes as I drop the little box next to my exposed shin.

“Hey birthday girl! Wub this!” I yell to her while pushing in, feeling how tight she is as the phallus gets squeezed.

The yelling of “wub this” was a private joke between us. That being she has a habit of referring to her “dubstep” music as “wubstep” and that in late she’s been finding it hilarious to use the word “wub” in place of “love.” Now, I am playing to her humor.

With the strap-on in place, Vinyl laying on her side, and I lifting her leg up, I ram into her some more, hopefully giving her what she’s been wanting. Vinyl, in a muffled voice, moans and makes suppressed vocal noises. I assumes this is out of her surprise and pleasure. I know she wanted this. She had asked me to try this bondage thing with her before, but back then I had refused. I wasn’t ready for such excitement, and she hadn’t directly requested it since then, although I do feel she gave some hints. I do feel more ready now, and think she would appreciate a surprise. Now I just hope I’m doing it right.