“ You could tie me up."

Kiki's response was unexpectedly enthusiastic,"Oooh, thank you ! You've never asked me to tie you up before. You know how practically I love that."

Actually, I didn't, and I hadn't though of that. As common, the situation here is a bit complicated. Kiki may, or may not, have tied me up before, depending on your full point of opinion, it was Kennedy, Kiki's alter-ego that had done the tying. I didn't know that Kiki, as Kiki, not Kennedy International Airport, liked to do it, she'd never said. Sometimes, she's just too accommodating for her own practiced. If she's said she wanted to do that, I'd have been all for it.

So it's Kennedy who'd usually do the tying up, and she was flop though, I'd never asked. Kennedy Interrnational will do matter to me, like the tying up, I don't ask, I don't get a say in it, I like it like that. But in this eccentric, I'd been looking forward to this moment.

We'd just bought ourselves a house together, our slice of the suburban pipe dream. wellspring Kiki provided most of the money, her porn production company is where the money comes from ; it's doing very well. Money is not my specialism in this spousal relationship, she does sometimes call me her `` preserve man, '' I like that.

I'd finally aim my doctorate, and I'd found a new side at a schooltime down in L.A., near Kiki's company. The new school didn't have quite such a honest reputation as my old one, but it was a hell of a lot closer to Kiki. That was the important thing. The new shoal had some occupy programme, and I got to work on a Cross over between particle physics ( in which I'd done my doctorate ) and GR, which was also a fascination of mine. Gravitational wafture Acceleration, fascinating, but I'm sure you don't care.

So now we were living in the Saami city, we went looking for a home. We found this one, which was within walking aloofness of Kiki's society ( though this being L.A., I'm trusted I'd be arrested if I did try to walk there, no one walks in L.A. ), and was only fifteen minute of arc from the new school. Or half an time of day on a bike. I preferred the bike ; it helps stay fresh me fit. The Angelenos in the department think I'm crazy, the foreigners think it's no big deal.

One of the thing I particularly did like about the new house was the breakfast bar. It was a lot like the breakfast bar in Kennedy's apartment at school, the one she'd tie me up to. So naturally, when we're standing in the animation way, surrounded by moving boxes, the kid was staying with Kiki 's parents, and we wondering what to do next, I suggest that, and she says that about how much she enjoys it.

So I 'm a bit get, `` I did n't. ``

'' Did n't what ? '' She 's a bit puzzled as well.

'' Did n't get it on you liked tying me up, and I like when I do n't have to ask. ``

'' Oh. '' She sounds heedful, then adds, `` New showtime. '' That had been motif between us while we were sign hunting, this was a new beginning for us. We were starting our life history as a couple properly. adaptation could be made, in this case Kiki was assimilating some more of Kennedy Interrnational 's posture. Though we never actually hash out President John F. Kennedy, who Kiki referred to as `` the gripe, '' I think Kiki would prefer JFK left us alone.

She smiled her shy, impeccant, grinning. Somewhat incongruous that, Kiki being shy and free, and said, `` I 'll try not to ask in future. '' That sounded good to me, but then she rather spoilt the effect by asking,"And then what ?"

Like I said, I'm not used to enumerating my fantasies, I'm not usually asked, but subjected to President Kennedy's whimsey, but we 're starting on the new root, so I say,"Then you blow me, and I lick you, and you blow me again."That would be just about a perfect bondage session, with none of the pain and humiliation that usually goes with it. The bondage is what I really like, the repose I could maybe do without.

Kiki looks me up and down in that manner which suggests I have too many clothes on, so I remedy that and now I'm naked. And hard of course. Kiki is smiling most enthusiastically, then excitedly asks,"Which box are the plaything in ?"I had no melodic theme, Kiki was keeping the stocktaking on her laptop. But, she seemed to ingest an melodic theme and delved into a couple of box, before fishing out the toybox.

She comes back with the toybox, grinning, sets it down, kisses me and again says,"Thank you !"She does vocalise so enthusiastic, it's infectious. She nods to the breakfast bar, and I turn around and take up my usual position, wooden leg bed covering, dick below, leaning over the top.

Kiki efficiently ties me up with the Velcro cuff, and adds the spreader bar ( those were some of the first of all present I ever bought for President Kennedy ), and I'm helpless. There's some rustling, and sounds of delving in corner behind me, I can't see what's going on.

Then, Kiki appears in battlefront of me, where I can see her. She's wearing just that white leather miniskirt skirt, my front-runner, though it is draping a bit weirdly, and also some spike bounder. She is carrying the horse party whip though, which is the totem of ability in these view, I really don't like it being used on me, and it'll cause a safeword if it is.

I'm not sure I like where this is going, but the being helpless piece is another bit I really like, which Kiki then reminds me of,"You do call back how this works, don't you ? You don't get a say in this, I get to do what I want."That had the desired upshot, it turns me on like looney, and to reenforce the point she swishes the whip. Sometimes I think that sort of thing is going to make me come on its own.

Then, she raises the annulus and I see she's wearing the strap-on dildo. That's what was causing the chick to string up rummy. That's another persona of these scenes I'm entirely uncertain about, but the impression is turning me on even more.

She drops the bird back, and swishes the whip some more, before announcing,"I do so enjoy this, and hearing you cry."Well, I'm gladiolus I could facilitate her, but I still hate the pain. But, she does sound so enthusiastic about it. Then she asks me,"Will you let me ?"Smiling evilly, and looking at the whip, then adds,"Please, please. I so want to."

Her ebullience reminds me of a Japanese anime character for some reason, they get really over the top. But as I said, it is infective, so I hear myself saying,"OK."I'm not sure enough I fully thought that through.

But she squeals happily, and kisses me, very enthusiastically, before going behind me and whacking me a few clock time."OW ! OW ! OW ! !"That whip really does sting like a motherfucker, I hate it, if it weren't for Kiki asking so nicely like that, I'd be rapidly thinking of the safeword.

But, she stops and comes back to my head,"Ohh ! Thank you !"Then kisses me a myriad times, and says,"That turns me on so much."Then again with the"Thank you"s.

I'm smile, pleased to cause pleased Kiki so much. I do like pleasing her ; I do love her. I'm not thinking a lot, until a few more whacks land on my ass. diddly that's bad,"OWWW ! OWW ! ! ! OWWW ! ! !"But again, she stops and comes back to thank me. I'm feeling kinda disoriented by the variety between rap and thank yous, and she is enjoying it so practically I don't want to bodge her fun.

Then more belt, but after a few"OW"s, I kinda zone out. It's a bit like a enchantment I get into sometimes after a lot of sex. Things get really very hazy.

Next thing I know is Kiki is sounding disturbed,"matt ? matte ? Are you alright ?"

I don't know if I'm alright, I feel like I've been turned upside down and inside out, I love her so much, it just wants to burst. I ask her,"Hug me."Quietly.

She does hug me, and I do burst, something overspill and I just say,"Thank you, thank you, thank you."I'm almost as enthusiastic as she was. It 's such a Weird response on my part, I think I 'm going to have to do that again. Weird, I know, I 'm thinking I want to get whacked, and with that immorality horse whip. Love does weird thing to me, so does trouble it seems.

She looks a bit strangely at me, I'm grinning a really cockamamie grin, then she asks me a question, this meter she sounds more like the pattern Kiki, not the enthusiastic gum anime girl."I know a snow job was next on your lean, but would you mind licking me ? I'm really turned on."

That was kind of weird, not only am I totally not going to object to licking her, I never do, but as I said, she can be too timid for her own near. But also, being asked while tied up, almost spoilt the shot, I like it when she makes up my mind for me. So I answer,"Why would I ? Though I like it when you don't ask."

She says,"Oh, sorry."Then pulls up the dining mesa to ease up herself something to lie on, and lies down on it in front of me. The strap-on has gone somewhere, she's no longer wearing it. Then, she pushes her kitty-cat into my face and start's rubbing me over her, just like I like her ( or usually Kennedy ) doing to me. She gets off in no time, and I'm felicitous, I'm certainly I'll get more of a hazard to do more later.

I wait, staring at her juicy pussy, tantalizingly close to my nozzle. Eventually she stirs, and sounds more relaxed now. She turns around, and kisses me, and again says,"Thank you."In a rather dreamy spokesperson she says,"C job ?"I nod enthusiastically.

She gets off the board, and I hear her under the table, then feel her oral cavity on my dick. Then whoah ! I'm coming. Again, it felt like something burst, this time through my dick.

I'm just about out of it, but I do learn a cough and a gurgle, then a jape. Kiki appears,"Wound up were we ?"I must have been, but at that peak I really didn't care about much, I just smiled an even sappy grin. She does ask,"Lick next ?"She 's going down my list, I'm too out of it to prize the question, so she climbs on the tabular array and presents herself to me.

I find enough brain power to do some trade good on her. She does seem to revalue it. When she finally does come, she manages to turn around to kiss me, before throwing her subdivision around my neck and snuggling while collapsing. That was nice.

When next she stirs, she says, `` Blowjob ? '' That was a question, to which there 's only one answer, I nod enthusiastically. I 'm already hard after getting her off, that does sprain me on. She oozes off the table, rather unsteadily and disappears from view. The cock sucking does n't initiate, but I hear some rustling, then she comes back into position and shows me the strap-on beneath the skirt. Telling me, `` I almost forgot about this. You know how very much I love this. '' Again, I did n't cognise Kiki, rather than Kennedy, did like doing that. Again, she was the enthusiastic anime girl again. She leant down and kissed me excitedly again, several times.

Then she asked, still excitedly, `` Can I ? Can I ? Can I ? ``

I usually did n't like admitting to liking the dildo, but she was so enthusiastic, I just had to let her, so told her, `` OK. ''

Again she squealed, and she bounced out of view, and there was a suspension, and the audio of squirting lube, while she kept up a commentary about how much she liked doing this to me. `` Mild uncomfortableness '' is how I 've described this act before from my point of sentiment, but today, I really did n't mind. It did n't put out me at all, apart from turning me on so much. It usually did, but the discomfort and the chagrin would distract me. Now I did n't feel humiliated, but loved, and no discomfort. Physically it did n't really do anything for me, but spiritually it was wonderful.

She finished, and I was grinning, I 'd actually enjoyed that, with her obvious exuberance. She came beat to where I could see her, she saw my smile and frowned, asking, `` Sorry, did n't I do that right ? '' I was usually in tears by this time, it 's the mortification I usually like ( I 'm screwed up like that ).

I want to put her worries to lie, so said, `` No, I enjoyed that, and your enthusiasm. '' Then grinned some more.

She seemed surprised, but glad, so then asked, `` Blow job now ? ``

I thought of a smart ass answer, I do n't see what former solvent I could give to that, but decided on a severe, `` Yes please. '' But then added the saucy ass bit anyway, `` You may accept noticed, I like blow jobs. '' I was also mightily turned on after the ass fucking. It usually turned me on, but after actually enjoying it, wow !

So she does float me, she does her usual indescribably good job of it. I know for a fact that she gives the best blow business in the human race. It was all good, bondage, and blowjob, and abruptly dame, and a totally sexy Kiki, the hottest girl in the existence. ( I 'm not biased, she really is. ) And I 'd just arrive not so long ago, so I did n't immediately come this sentence, just melted into a moaning heap as she teased me forever.

But, she did n't wee me come in, not that I noticed this fact, until she stopped. I let out an exasperate moan, but then she whacked me a dyad of times with the lash, undid the cuff on my wrist joint and stood there while I undid the rest of the bonds.

When I was free, she stuck her tongue out at me, taunting me. There was something she wanted, and she was trying to put me in the veracious frame of mind to get it. I was never one to turn down Kiki anything, so I reached out and grabbed the back of her head. I entwined my fingers in her hair's-breadth and dragged her down to my dick. What she wanted was a jumpy fucking, so I let my rude side lease over.

Still holding her head, I rammed my dick as far into her lip as I could get it. She made satisfying gurgling sounds to go with it. I pulled out, and she gasped for breathing place. I pull her down onto the story and knelt between her open pegleg. With my former hand I roughly fingered her pussy, she was sopping wet as expected, and moaned at the intervention. Then, I took my dick and rammed it in her pussy. She started to descend immediately.

I did n't let that perturb me, but pounded away as hard as I could, soon she was coming again, I started thinking about joining her finally, so when she came again, so did I. Then collapsed my wide exercising weight on top of her. I was pretty much gasping for breathing time by that time, it 's a workout going at her that hard.

I feel myself being hugged, so I roll over holding her tight, hugging her back. Breathlessly, she sighs, `` Thank you. Only you can produce me feel so used, and so loved at the same time. '' I was out of it, but enough of that filtered through to cause my heart sing again. God, I love Kiki.

We lay together for a while, recovering, then Kiki took my bridge player and put it on her unworthy wet cunt. Her kitty-cat still felt very concern. Then she asked me, `` With your new found enthusiasms, would you like to lap up it out of me ? '' Then she added, `` I do love it sooo much when you do that, would you please, delight ? ``

Again, Kiki had never showed any ebullience for me licking up the mess, it was Kennedy who liked me doing that, and took every opportunity to pee-pee me do it. I could never admit to liking that, even if it turned me on so a lot, and again I liked the way kennedy would pull me to. But again, Kiki 's enthusiasm was infectious, I could n't refuse Kiki anything she wanted, so going down on her sounded like a wild idea.

I still did n't like the tasting, but Kiki 's chemical reaction made it all worthwhile, I do so much like pleasing Kiki, and I wish she ask me for more. So when she 's come, and we 're hugging, she says, `` We can bear a romantic day tomorrow. Just the two of us in bed all day. How 's that ? ``

I was all for the mind, I smiled at that, but I wondered if it could be even better. I looked away, embarrassed, shy again, and asked, `` Could you, err, use the collar ? '' I was talking about a bondage arrest I 'd grease one's palms for her, it showed she owned me, but I was never one to ask for affair like that. Kiki smiled, but did n't say anything.

We still had a lot of unpacking to do, and that 's what we did for the quietus of the day, except for the metre we fucked, and I went down on her, and she gave me a blowjob. We did polish off the unpacking, and we very tired by the clip we got to bed. We just hugged ; we must have been tired .