I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the cover so I could see the full magnificence which is her dead body. She really is the aphrodisiacal woman alive ; I 'm not biased or anything. I was n't thinking about it then, but I really am blessed. I married Dr Kiki Kennedy, my favorite porn genius. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porn product fellowship, and she encourages the talent ( the lady friend anyway ) to fuck me. So I 've had a lot to compare her to and she is still the aphrodisiacal, I know this for a fact. So not yet thirty, smoking hot dead body, always horny, devastatingly intelligent ( the title `` Dr '' is for real, in mote cathartic ), racy, and she likes to ploughshare. I 'm not seeing a downside here ( and there is n't one in this story ).

'' Breakfast ? '' She asked.

I got hard almost instantly at that, I 'll explain why in a second. She reached over and handed me the elbow room servicing book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most exciting pick in the world, but the kitchens at a project hotel like this make it pretty yummy. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business trip, to Las Vegas, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` adult video tidings, '' the trade paper for the porn industry, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's companionship was paying for all of this, which is effective, I would not have wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in townspeople. That $ 900 is just for their cheesy room, they had more expensive I, but even their trashy room is about the gracious hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few nice ones traveling for Kiki 's business. As the CES was now over, this night had only cost the companionship $ 300. We were staying on for a romantic break.

As Vega hotels go, this was a weird one. It was very conveniently located on the middle of the strip, just a monorail hop away from the pattern essence, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no casino. It 's like an oasis of sanity in the midst of the foolishness which is Lope de Vega. Being a Californian, I never really value `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the first time. People still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room help and parliamentary law our breakfast, then says, `` Time for a muster ritual. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to come. Calling it a `` summoning ritual '' goes back to a sentence in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the compass point where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. soul made a commentary about that being a `` evocation ritual '' and the name stuck.

I just lay there, and she got to work. I like that. She started rubbing her boobs all over me, in my facial expression, I like boobs in my face ( or, just I LIKE BOOBS ), then down my body. When she got to my hawkshaw she popped it in her mouth briefly to get it honest and wet, then rubbed her sin up and down it. She trapped the dick in her segmentation and started jacking me off like that. I like that. Honestly, I like it however she gets me off.

She starts blowing me. At those clock time when my dick is sticking out from between her tit, her mouth is there to trip up it. That 's even better. I 'm just well-chosen. I 'm not caring about coming or anything, I 'm just lying there not thinking. I 'm probably moaning, moaning is good it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully process this development, she 's at it again, this fourth dimension with her pussy. She 's on top of me, fucking me.

I like doing a lot of things, and a lot of them are my dearie, but this is particularly well. I just lie there and be lazy, and her pussy works on my shaft to get to me come. I can watch her spring up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those boobs which had just been wrapped around my dick are unadulterated. I 'm really getting into this, and so is Kiki, she 's moaning now, it's not going to be long for either of us. Then the buzzer pack, I come, and Kiki says, `` Shit ! It worked too well. '' And laughed. I do n't mean she 's come yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to reply the door. She 's said of that kimono, that it `` leaves a lot to be desired as clothing. '' My response is I do n't think that 's its elementary purpose. Its primary feather purpose is to turn me on, not that I usually need a good deal help with that. The kimono is barely big enough to wind around her boobs ; she usually lets it hang afford. It's barely long enough to cover her pussy. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glimpses of what 's under it. It usually does n't last out on long, at to the lowest degree not covering anything.

I hear her reply the door and exchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the room and says, `` You should treat yourself up. '' And flips a cover over me so my tool is no longer on display. Then, the server walks into the elbow room pushing the way service cart. I blush and pull the covers up further, before I register the waiter is a girl. She does n't obviously notice either of our states, I 'm sure she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very sunny manner, and gets matter ready. Then, Kiki shows her out.

Kiki comes back into the bedroom and the kimono is not fastened at all, and I 'm catching glimpses of what 's under there. It had n't been fastened when the waiter was in the way either. I also notice a trail of cum running down her inner thigh. She 's carrying two bridge player towels from the bathroom, she puts one down on the desk chair for me to sit on and one on the sofa for her to sit on. I join her for breakfast. The breakfast is fantabulous, I like getting elbow room armed service breakfast at a fancy hotel, its one of life 's great pleasures. As I said, zilch particularly special, bacon, eggs, white potato vine, toast, burnt umber, pretty monetary standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm au naturel and looking at my nearly naked ( only the out-of-doors kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the view as well, both of naked me, and of the strip outside the window. We 'd opened the drape to get a full sight, so anyone looking our way would have gotten a pretty proficient view as well. Though I 'm not sure how visible we 'd be really, the building 's a new take to `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windows are covered in contemplative film to retain the sun out. Just opening the drape was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to pick out on screen fare to do things, including setting the temperature, opening the curtain, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower, so you can feature sweet. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use meal metaphors to suggest me going down on her, like, `` do you desire an appetizer, '' or as in this case, `` having dessert. '' She 'd probably liked to suffer skipped the shower, but I 'm really not fond of dining on my own ( or anybody else 's ) cum. So being as Kiki is so accommodating, she 'll lave up for me first.

That was my cue to go down to the gym. I 've got to keep fit, or I 'd never be able to hold on up with Kiki. 25 minutes on a bike at the top of the aerobic geographical zone should do it, around a 170 pith rate. That 's also a good way to get really sweaty, so I get back to the way with my shirt totally soaked. Kiki 's just getting out of the shower bath, and goes, `` Mmmm. ``

She strips off my soaked exercise gear, and I kick off my sneakers. She unfolds a big bath towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a small pooped from my attempt, so that 's commodity. She licks up some of the sweat from over my breast bone, she 's a bit Weird like that, but I 'm not going to stop her. She does strike onto my nipples, though that I really do n't care, so I make less appreciative interference and she stops. Then she moves onto sweet, she climbs on my face and plops her wet ( with her succus ), freshly washed pussy on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't have that lots look until I find some more of her succus, it still tastes a bit clean though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really favourable. But, pussy does taste beneficial when it's not quite so fresh, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING PUSSY, any cunt will do, Kiki 's is particularly special, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take long about coming. Then gets down and hugs me. This time she says, `` I love you mat. '' I 'm still not used to this roll in the hay thing, so I do n't immediately respond. I think I love her, I certainly love being with her, but I 'm not used to saying that yet.

I do sort of complain that she did n't last long. She sighs and squeeze me more, but she does offer me some more, and I take her up on that. This time when she 's going to sit on me, I suggest, `` Other way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a sixty-nine military position. Of all my preferent matter, this may be my favorite, especially when Kiki does it for my welfare. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's hard to both give and meet at once, so we 'll doom one or other company as the beneficiary of the act and they 're free to be distracted, and not sense guilty about doing a hapless job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a blowjob to get me off. I really like a pussy in my face while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't think I was doing such a good job, because I was distracted by the cock sucking. Kiki is very distracting when my prick is in her oral fissure, she seemed to be in a hurry, so was extra distracting. It did n't take me long to come. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the backbone of her foreland and rammed my tool as far as it could go into her sass. I held her there as I pumped my cum down her pharynx, then I relaxed and there was a pant from Kiki when she could suspire again.

She took her pussy off my human face and I was hugged again. She said, `` Thank you, I love you. ``

My brain was still quite foggy, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm pretty sure I do. She hugged me blind drunk and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go rinse off, then you should get in the exhibitioner, remember we have an date. '' Now I remembered, we had an appointment in the spa for later, that was why she was rushing me.

We got down to the spa, well ahead of the charge time, as we 'd get to use their other facilities. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` oriental person '' theme, so we got served commons tea while we had the consultation. They like you to fill in a questionnaire, make sure you 're level-headed enough for whatever. I 'm sure it's just the lawyer wanting to continue the hotel 's ass, but that 's always the way it goes.

We got shown the facilities and then let loose. Unfortunately, this spa was segregated, there was a men 's incline and a woman 's side. It also seemed that wear, like swim boxers was the norm. This is America after all ; we 're an uptight bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be merge, and vesture of any sort was unusual. I like those, if I can lay off from getting a hard on. That 's a unspoiled understanding ( if a reason is needed ) to have sex before going to a spa, so you 're less in all probability to get an embarrassing hard on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydropathy pocket billiards, the common sauna ( dry heat energy ) and steam elbow room, and fancy exhibitioner with digital controls which gave you various `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` icy mist. '' It was when North Frigid Zone mist decided to spray freezing dusty water over me, I got more suspicious of what it was doing.

Then it was clip for our massage. Massages are one of those things that grown ups do, but no one ever told you about. We 'd reserved a `` couples massage. '' It sounds like the setup for a sex setting, you lie naked on a `` tabular array '' ( really a very narrow bed which can call down or broken ), Kiki is lying naked on the next table, we 're close enough could hold hands if we wanted. Then the daughter ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spread you with oil or cream and apoplexy you all over. With a couple 's massage you have a individual suite, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is therapeutic, not sexual, they poke and prod you to take in your brawniness relax, they 'll poke and intrude at steady muscle until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` happy ending, '' they carefully avoid your pecker or slit, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all clock time. You 'd think having a little girl stroke you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless heap, and your mind goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really right infantry massage, then you end up as a puddle of goo on the table, and it feels like you 've cheated on your wife. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that dependable, and she tickles my metrical foot. ( Now, Cheri from workmanship services who sometimes works on Kiki 's productions is an amateur masseuse and knows how to do that properly, but she 's not here. )

Now, we had the suite to ourselves for about another hr. It had the two massage mesa, as well its own shower bath, a small hydro-therapy pool, and a sweat room. We decided on the sauna. The sweat room said 170 degrees, about average for a sauna. I threw some water on the rock-and-roll to give it a little humidity, and get to it experience even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top bench. Sauna 's have benches at various story, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a while, then you 'll go to cool off in the pool.

Kiki had a unlike idea, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the bench are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could excuse the physics of that, Physics is my thing as well, I 've almost got my doctorate, but that 's not why you 're reading this. ) She knelt on the towel and went down on me. I was all floppy and relaxed after the massage. I 'd managed to not get intemperately during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my dick modification its idea about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sauna, you 're missing out, it's different, and you get really sweaty. This time she was n't in a hurry, though I did have view I should get out of their before I expire from the heating system. They recommend only 15 arcminute at a clip in a sauna, all sweat room have clocks to help you there. So I know, twelve second later I come in Kiki 's mouth, I was quite unbend about it this meter, no holding and choking her. I flop back against the birch tree panelling behind me, then sit back up in a hurry when I get burnt by the panelling.

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Next we had reserve in the tea sofa up in the sky lobby on the 23rd floor. The couch had gravid view of the strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental stem, the tea waiting area was decorated all oriental, but served English tea. Usually, I 'll fuddle chocolate, but the tea made a change, along with the scones and pastry dough and sandwiches. The English seem to have very heavy afternoon tea, we were stuffed and went back to our room to recover.

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Finally, much later, the tea had settled and were hungry again, time for dinner. We considered going to the fancy French eating place on the 23rd level, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the Burger place down on the strip, in the hotel 's retail frontage. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet burgers. I was n't sure how you made a Burger gourmet, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the background floor vestibule, Kiki met mortal, and started talking to them.

I hung around and Kiki introduced me to the girl, Lisa. Then Kiki asked, `` You do n't mind if Lisa comes to dinner with us ? '' I did n't, that was usually the way Kiki introduced me to a new porn star we were going to jazz. I did n't spot Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't get laid them all. In this showcase, Lisa turned out to be not a porn actress, she was the waitress who 'd delivered our breakfast this morning. Kiki and her had recognized each other when they met in the lobby.

dinner was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato microprocessor chip in a burger before, but the celebrity chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be piercing on each other. Lisa was a Lesbian and liked watching Kiki 's lesbian TV, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's TV seemed more unfeigned than the modal one. I did say, Kiki did like gay woman sex, even off camera. I had to add, I 'd seen her at it often enough.

At the end of the evening, it seems that they 'd arranged for Lisa to come back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just watch. We 'd had quite a few encounters which had started with that assumption, they usually did n't end that way, and neither did this one. Kiki gave her a lap saltation, that 's so hot, that got me hard. Then Kiki went down on her, I love watching her do that, it gets me so hot. I 'm starting to finger left out here, but I have to go out them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no remonstration to that by then, my only reservation was my dick was screaming at me to get in on the military action, I had n't gotten any since the sauna. I just about managed to ignore that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be skilful for me in the long run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did seem to relish it, when I finally made her cum, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling heap on the bed. I was do-or-die by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and spoil me, we did n't need to bother Lisa at that level. That was good. Then, we all hugged for a piece, but eventually Lisa had to leave behind. She said, she 'd try to come back with breakfast in the break of the day. We 'll see what happens then.

After Lisa left, Kiki and I snuggled up together, it took me a while to realise from the overly affectionate clues that she was horny. She knows letting me bring that out on my own is n't a good scheme. Sometimes a little more assertiveness on her role would n't go amiss. Since she came endure, she 'd be adrift me three times, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be pretty desperate by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her branch and did my best work on her, until my jaw got sap. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .