Careful What you buy: The Big Suprise
Mark giggled to himself, his eyes traced over the bottle he had bought that day. Oh the sales man was very convincing, not that in his cause he needed much of a push. The raccoon looked over himself in the mirror while his mind thought of how that evening would go. The male was nothing special physically by any means of the word. He however shined in stamina and his smart wit. That was what his girlfriend Sally had fallen for, and as he traced his fingers over the bottle near him he smiled.
"A Big Surprise" The male said out loud, his spine shiver from the enchanting taste the words had. The bottle's smell was musky, as if sex itself was contained in the bottle. A plan brewed in the male's mind, quickly he ran to his phone. A smile crossed his lips as his girlfriend answered.
"Hiya Mark!" The bunny he loved said.
"Hiya Sally, say wanna have dinner have my place tonight?" The raccoon fiddled with the phone cord as he spoke.
"Of course I would. Dinner sounds like a blast. I'll be over by six." The boy grinned from ear to ear, getting his plan in order.
The clock struck six just as the final preparations completed. A knock on the door alerted him of Sally being on time, always right to the minute as she usually was. The sweet girl was a thin beauty, her bunny traits kept her lean yet petite. Most males had found flaw with this, yet the way her peach fur showed every line of definition on her tummy, he could never find fault with her. Her short shorts and white tank top made the male guess she had recently worked out. He led her to the dinner table, where a meal he had prepared was waiting. The raccoon smiled as his girlfriend gasped. Carefully placed along the table were candles that gave the table a romantic feel. All the other lights in the room were off, thus those candles were the only light. As for the main course a salad in a heart shaped bowl, with ranch dressing reading "I love you Sally." The rabbit girl hugged her boyfriend tightly after seeing this.
"Oh you wonderful man! Let's dig in!" The two sat and ate, idle chat going from their lips. Sal spoke of her day, her work as a fashion designer, and questioned the love of her life on his day. The male replied with dull, and that the guys of work had nothing interesting to add. His work as a repairman had always been dull. He had wanted to paint his whole life. Before wither knew it, their salad bowl was empty and both were quite full. Sally spoke more of work and how her dreams were reached and how much she loved it, till she asked something that surprised the male.
"Will you paint me a portrait?" The raccoon's eyes bugged out for a moment, surprise had taken his features. An idea crossed his mind, his loving lady's designs were never noticed among her peers and art was one way to be noticed. Mark smiled, his grin pure hearted as he spoke.
"Sure love, but please wear one of your best dresses. I'll be in the bedroom getting ready." Sally kissed the love of her life on the cheek before he departed into the bedroom. She went through her bag till she found the perfect outfit.
With his paint kit and canvas ready, the raccoon smiled. It had been so long since he had last painted, and to paint his darling only made it better. The bunny walked through the door, and Mark's jaw dropped in lust. She wore a ghostly silver dress that revealed her left leg through a slit in the fabric. The ethereal fabric hugged her body in all the right places as if it were mist to cover her form. Sally giggled seeing her boyfriend's reaction. She took a seat on the male's bed and sat as still as possible. Mark looked over at her, and though she was wonderfully amazingly beautiful something was missing. He looked at the vase on his dresser and knew what was missing. Quickly the male walked over and removed a single rose from the vase. Next he went over to his girlfriend, kissing her lips lightly as he tied the white rose into her hair. As a final touch she was handed a white handkerchief. Mark whispered in her ear to look off into the distance as if she were staring at the sea waiting for his return. Sally did so and they began.
Strokes of the brush met the canvas. Slowly the cream color began to take the shape of fur, and then appeared as a body. More strokes of his tiny brush gave more detail to the woman forming on the white space before him. The form of a beautiful rabbit took shape on the painter's target. Added strokes of silver, a dress began to form. The ghostly mist of silver added a deathly beauty of the grave to his art. Quickly those hands traced through the art. Once dress was finished, more detail was needed. He smiled as an idea burst into his mind. Blues and greens merged together to form a background. His lass sat in front of a lake, the mist from the waters making her appear as if she were but an apparition of the Lady of The Lake. With a final touch, the rose weaved into her hair was woven into the painting by skilled hands.
"I love it!" Sally shouted as she gazed upon her portrait. "You really are a wonderful artist; I'll never understand why you don't do more with it." The raccoon scratched his head in embarrassment at her compliment. Mark than noticed something about her change, her eyes sparkled with lust. Sally licked the side of his face as she whispered in his ears.
"So stud, let's get this work of art out of here and make a mess shall we?" her hand snaked down to his groin and gave it a light squeeze to emphasize her desire.
The two put away the artist's tools, and quickly the rabbit unrobed, her lacy underwear was just the same ghostly silver that her dress was before. Mark growled playfully, with a hint of lust behind it. The raccoon donned in only boxers grinned as he moved closer to the bed. His eyes glowed in the dark room, the mask on his face giving him a thief like air. Slowly he made his way to the bed, growling playfully once more. Sally grinned, and pretended to be scared. The male got right next to her, and she to him. Their breath mingled their as their eyes met in a trance of their own. It was Mark who broke the trance, his hands snaking behind her back and unclasping the pesky bra in his way. Her soft breasts popped into view, a smile drew from his face. His right hand massaged the mound of flesh and his left hand traced along her spine. Sally's back arched as she moaned, her weak spot used. He bit the nap of her neck which made Sally scream in pleasure. Mark grinned more as he used her weakness from the pleasure overload to rub against her. The rabbit's panties were soaked, her juices wetting every part of the fabric. Sally desperately felt around for something. Her hand wrapped around the bottle the raccoon bought. In a lack of grace, instead of simply opening the bottle, she tore off the cap and poured the musky slime into her hands. She dove into her love's boxers, her hands roughly massaging his organ. Mark moaned loudly as it felt as if every nerve in his equipment was being struck by the most pleasurable volt. He moaned more as his dick filled with blood faster than ever before. He reached his full five inches in a matter of seconds while feeling as hard as steel. Sally groped her breasts with the remaining lube while Mark in a daze of lust dry humped her. The male's face scrunched up in discomfort as his boxers felt if the space inside them was reducing. Sally moaned all the louder as her nipples felt more sensitive than they ever had before in her entire life.
Mark switched up positions, grabbing his love and forcing her into his lap. The male thrust at her quicker, the cloth obstacle still in the way, yet felt tighter still around his equipment. His libido skyrocketed as his senses flew out the window. The male was mass of groping and moaning. His girlfriend however was not yet over come with blissful lust and noticed his rod was much larger than it should be. The flesh quivered under the cloth protection, till both heard a sound they had never before. His boxers ripped open, the massive organ slapping roughly against Sally's stomach. For once he was average, now he wielded a much larger tool. The ten inch order looked more like a can of Pringles than a penis due to its girth. Mark grouped his love's breasts, noticing that they too had grown larger. She arched her back again, and skillfully he scooped up her legs, dangling the female above his impressive organ. Her neither lips pressed to his head, both leaking juices as if in a sloppy kiss. Slowly the lips parted to take his rod. They grunted, snorted, and moaned as the pleasure was the most intense they had ever felt. His rod filled every inch of her inner cavern, and slowly she permitted more to fill her inner workings. Before long he was all the way in right to the base. His thrusts sped up, his entire body twitching. Sally moaned out in ecstasy, her body getting close as well. To prolong their pleasure, Mark switched positions and added pressure to block his penis's path so he couldn't cum just yet. Faster and faster he thrusted with his massive organ, the baseball sized nuts flying wildly in time with his lunges. Sally groped her now massive breasts; she too was letting out an orchestra of moans. Lust controlled the both of them. And both of them knew time was almost over, as he felt the flood gates open. The giant balls emptied as he flooded the love of his life with his seed. Her voice broke as she screamed to alert the male of her own climax. Mark fell onto his lover and both fell into a sleep under the power of their joined afterglow
That morning Mark woke to a missing Sally, which caused him to glance around in despair. On the desk near him, the raccoon's cell phone showed a new text message. "Hiya stud, sorry for not waking you up. When I saw the time I knew I was late so I rushed out. Sorry! Last night was great. Also look down under for a nice surprise. Love Sally. PS. The picture at the gallery is a big hit; my staff wants to hire you!" A smile crossed the raccoon's face. Yet his brow rose in query as he reread the sentence "look down under for a nice surprise." Shrugging the mal threw off the covers and gasped. Indeed it was a nice surprise for his five inch cock was now closer to eight, and his ping pong sized balls were now the size of chicken eggs. Mark smiled and laid his head back down, today was going to be a good day.
Well that's that. I do hope you enjoyed the story and that I'll be seeing you guys later whenever the next story comes out.