My wife is full of surprises. We have been married for over thirty five years and she never ceases to find new ways to please me.
I worked the graveyard shift and would sleep until 5pm. I never needed an alarm to wake up. Carol's method for waking me up was either by gently stroking my cock with her hair, a feather, blowing on it until it started to harden.
Lets just say I have been awaken with her straddling me, mind blowing blowjobs (she loves cum) and my ultimate favorite, she would jack me off until I erupted all over my chest and abdomen, cum dripping down her hand. Then she would lick and slurp it off me. Gasp!
Early on in our marriage, she would, on occasion 'kidnap' me after I got off work. Sometimes she would have a dinner planned, other times it was the movies, and sometimes it was a big surprise.
One night after work she 'kidnapped' me and drove me, blindfolded, to a hotel. I waited in the car until she had checked us in and had escorted me to out room. Once inside she removed my blindfold and I found myself in a room based loosely on Iceland. The walls and ceiling were painted with the Aurora Borealis with a blue heated jacuzzi mimicking the blue lagoon.
During her 'kidnapping' she had me sit on the edge of the 'blue lagoon' while she slowly stroked my cock. Though not huge, when fully erect, my cock is just shy of 7". It also stands at about a 20° angle from my body. Right before I orgasmed she took one of the champagne flutes and bending my cock at a 90° angle placed the circumcised head into the canted flute.
"Fill it up with your sweet nectar." She urged.
Oh, you know I did. Stream after stream. When I had finished she held the flute up to the light staring deeply at its contents, she gave it a swirl coating the inside with my creamy goodness. I watched in amazement as she brought it to her lips, tipped it back and guzzled it down. This was the first time she had drank my cum from a glass. Next she ran her finger around the inside of the flute, then stuck it in her mouth and cleaned it off. I must say being 'kidnapped' has its perks.
On one summers night she dared me to go outside naked. (it was in our backyard so not too crazy) Holding onto my hard-on she led me to a large walnut tree. Backing me up to the tree she tied one hand then walked around the tree and toed the other.
She stepped back a few feet and laughed, "I may just leave you out here like this all night. But first let's get to work."