It was Dominicus even, I was expecting JFK back, some time. This weekend, I 'd been left at home, while Jack Kennedy went off to work. I spent to the highest degree of the weekend unsuccessfully trying to not jack off, JFK would have use for that when she got back. I 'd mainly been thinking of the weekend before, which was the endorse time Kennedy/Kiki had taken me down to L.A. for a shoot.

I did n't do it when to expect President John F. Kennedy, she had n't sent me the usual text edition telling me which airplane she was catching. She did n't always, sometimes keeping that as a surprise. There was a whang at the doorway, I was n't expecting anyone, except John Fitzgerald Kennedy, and Kennedy did n't knock.

So I was really surprised when I opened the threshold and Kennedy was standing there. Actually, I was n't sure if it were Kennedy, or Kiki, if there 's a difference of opinion. She was n't dressed in President John F. Kennedy 's usual frumpish manner ; she had a luminousness print wrap around her. `` Can I come in ? '' She asked hesitantly.

Of course she could hail in, I do n't eff why she even asked. I moved aside to let her in and closed the door. When I looked back, she was n't wearing the wrapping anymore, or anything else for that matter. Surprise did n't cover my response here, I had to repair to astonishment, and discombobulation. She dropped to her genu, and said, `` Do you mind ? '' As she reached for my zip. I could not imagine minding that at all. She did say something else, but I was distracted, it involved her being ruttish and she 'd been thinking about me all day.

I do remember her saying, `` I was so corneous, I came and ruined a return. '' I could see that, the usual fake climax is a good deal unlike from a real one. Coming during shooting could put the actor off their playing I guess. But, I stopped worrying about that, her lips were around my dick. I took a position jamming myself into the corner against the paries and doorway. I was unchanging there as long as my knees held. She 's serious, the best I know, so my articulatio genus did n't hold. I sank slowly down the corner ending up sitting on the floor with my legs spreading, and Kiki ( I 'm pretty for sure it was Kiki ), with her rim still around my dick.

She 's skilful, as I 've said, and she was doing this for my pleasance, she was prolonging it as long as she could. But, I could feel the conclusion arriving. I put my hands on her head, and she got more urgent. That just sent me further into orbit. I held her as I thrust my pelvis into her back talk, and arched my back, as much as my view allowed, and then I shot into her sass. She drew a very quick breath as I let go her, and I slumped into the corner.

She let me rest a few seconds before helping me up and to the bed, where I promptly flopped flat on my back and Kiki kissed and hugged me. That track into me being fed her tit. Her knocker are perfective tense, and I love playing with them, she seems to like it as well ; she was making moaning and sighing noises. Somewhere, a, lonely and rational, part of my brain put two and two together. I asked, `` You said you were horny ? ``

'' Yes, and I still am. ``

'' Would you like me to help you with that ? ``

'' Would you, delight. ``

I just was n't used to Kiki and her non self-assertive ways, JFK would have made that perfectly obvious in any one of a number of path, from just telling me to get down there, to just sitting on my face without asking. `` Why did n't you ask ? ``

'' I did n't want to indulge your fun. '' Was her plausible response.

Sometimes she can be more accommodating than is near for her. I 'm not the most perceptive of guys, I might pretermit subtle clues. ( Or not so subtle cue. ) I told her, `` But, this is fun, you may have noticed I like doing this. '' She was now on her back, and I was taking a office with my face between her legs. There was n't much more conversation after that, I do n't see how she might have let the opportunity pass unremarked.

I tried to do the same for her as she 'd done for me, not haste. I 'm indisputable she 'd like it, but Thomas More to the point, I get Sir Thomas More time to delight it. She was really turned on and gear up down there, so I had to be very careful not to just set her off immediately. She moaned and groaned and writhed and arched her back a lot before she finally came. I sometimes wonder what my roomy think of that, I 'm sure there 's a lot of stochasticity coming from my room lately. But I hear them as well, so we 're even.

However, Kiki was now matted on the bed smiling at me, it seemed like a good time for a hug, and some boob action mechanism, so I did. She did eventually say, `` I remember why I like you now. '' With a big smile on her face. I took that as a compliment, so my inside pretty much danced for joy. I did care it when I pleased either Kiki, or Kennedy, and I do n't remember it was just my submissive face thinking.

I was hard again by this time, that a lot was obvious to both of us. We talked a bit, she asked me what I 'd been doing for the weekend ; I just said I 'd been working. That was only a small-scale hyperbole, and I did n't say I 'd been pining away watching the clock waiting for Kennedy Interrnational to come home. That would take in been against Kennedy 's linguistic rule, so I played it cool. I was glad to see either of her, I was a bit storm she was Kiki though.

Kiki told me of her weekend, getting fucked five times for the shoot. It was the fifth aspect where she 'd been with Rod again, she shoots a lot of setting with him, when she came in the middle of it. Rod of line was acting all cocky that it was his doing. He was only the strong-arm input, it was me she 'd been thinking of, that was a bit of an ego rise. I did ask if I could get that as an outtake, she said she 'd ask the director.

She did ask me what I wanted to do about my hard on, I wanted to get off ( no surprise there ), but had no unassailable opinions on how this would happen. So I asked Kiki if she wanted it any especial way. She suggested a span of my preferred fashion, she 'd get on top and fuck me, or get on top and sixty-nine me ( I did notice an on-top subject here ). I did wonder how she really wanted it, but as easily I could separate she wanted it how I wanted it. And given my submissive tendencies, I was wanting it how she wanted it, I 'm storm we came to any decision.

In the end, it was decided she 'd have intercourse me. I do like that, it's very self-indulgent to just lie there and observe her do all the workplace to get me off. But as I 've said, Kiki is very accommodating and that 's exactly how she 'd like it. Now imagine your front-runner erotica star naked. Now imagine them bare and bouncing up and down on your hawkshaw. That 's how it was, I did n't have to imagine, and it was fucking amazing, as always. I had n't come that long ago, but had n't jacked off too many metre that weekend, so on equilibrium, I lasted a sane time. Time enough for me to go slowly out of my psyche, and for Kiki to number twice.

She stayed with me for the dark, that was a rare treat. For the next week, Kennedy did n't appear to be herself, she was nice to me for one thing. She did ask if I wanted to come down to L.A. again the succeeding weekend, of course I did, I 'd get to fuck some more of her porn sensation friends. She did get that outtake, she looked so cunning coming like that. So she picked me up early Saturday morning, as Kiki unusually. She asked if I minded if we spent the weekend alone together, rather than with Bea and Gigi, who 'd be her co-stars for the weekend.

I did n't mind at all, a foursome with Bea, Gigi and Kiki would be totally awesome, but a weekend alone with Kiki sounded even break, more cozy. But, President John F. Kennedy 's rules would n't allow me to say that, so I played it cool and `` reluctantly '' agreed.

After the shoot, we had the usual luncheon, this time with Bea and Gigi, then, unusually, me and Kiki left on our own. Both Bea and Gigi kissed me good-bye and seemed disappointed they were n't coming with us. We checked into a fancy state club, I 'm not sure that really mattered, a bed 's a bed and its Kiki being in it that makes it special.

We did n't even get to the bed though before things started, Kiki pulled off her craw top and stood there in just her White leather miniskirt, yes, THAT mini chick, of all her outfit 's that 's my favourite. Man, she was smoking hot, just that wisp of a skirt made her look even more aphrodisiacal than if she were raw. I would n't take in thought that was possible, until there she was standing in it, in social movement of me. I had a thought, was anything under there ? Before I could act on that thought, she raised the hem of the skirt, to answer the interrogative, she was n't wearing panties. tinker's damn ! She had n't worn any at all day, and that thought just burn out me away.

She was so obviously prepare for something, and I just had to get me a part of it. I got down on my knees and cohere my nozzle in her pussy, she smelled horny, that was a big tour on, not that I needed any more ferment ons at that gunpoint. I tried to get my knife on her pussycat, it's really awkward from that angle. But, whatever I managed worked, she started shuddering violently and moaning. I 'd have been worried about her falling over, but the bed was right behind her. She fell back towards the bed, I grabbed hold of her butt and keep my grimace planted in her pussy.

She calmed down, and I let go of her. Usually, with Kennedy, I 'd stay kneeling like that until I have a signal of what I 'm supposed to do. But that was Kiki, not President John F. Kennedy, compressed out on the bed, her pegleg spread and the miniskirt not covering anything, just making her look even sexier than usual, not something I 'd have thought possible. Kiki likes it whatever way I do, so I got tempted by her boobs, which were on display. Man, they are the most perfect boobs imaginable. I shucked off my pants and short circuit, and joined her on the bed, and gently appreciated her boobs.

When she opened her heart, she smiled at me. My ticker leapt, I did so like pleasing Kiki ( or Kennedy International Airport ), but I played it cool. I put on my pouty disappointed cheek, and complained, `` I hardly got to enjoy that. You came too quickly. ``

She looked disturbed, hugged me and said, `` Ooh, sorry. pay me a couple of minutes and you can do that again. '' I did n't want her to be upset, so I just hugged her. And played with her tit, did I acknowledgment, I like boobs.

We were quiet like that for a few minutes, while she undid the button on my shirt, including unbuttoning the handcuff and turning them up. She seemed to like that aspect, then she said, `` Do you want to ? '' I nodded enthusiastically and slipped off the bed to look at up my position kneeling on the floor. That 's very virtual, it put me in the perfective post to solve Kiki ( or who ever is on the bed ), it also appeals to my slavish side turning me on more. I still did n't need any number ons, I was pretty far gone, but I do like licking pussycat, doubly so for Kiki or Kennedy.

So Kiki presented me with her very juicy pussy, I took a few doubtful poke and then started on her in earnest. She 'd only just come, so was going to take a while, perfect for me. I tried to gain it last even longer, when I heard suspiration and she started twitching, I took it as a thoroughly planetary house. When they became groan and she was writhing, even better. I tried to hold back it like that, but eventually her spinal column stared arching, and her bum came up off the bed, meter to finish her I thought. So I went for a speedy conclusion, and she started bouncing on the bed in a satisfying personal manner. I grabbed time lag of her butt and tried to ride her with my face in her pussy until she calmed down.

That was the design, if I had a architectural plan, but it did n't work out that way as I was really surprise to feel I was coming. That put me off a bit, I let go Kiki and ended up in heap on the floor, rather disjointed. It took me a while to work out what happened, I had been really turned on, but I had n't been doing anything about that, and I was concentrating on Kiki, so I was taken by surprisal by coming. I could see there was cum on the side of the bed, and all over me as well. The possibility I eventually come up with was that while holding on to Kiki, my dick had brushed the side of meat of the bed, and that was enough to set me off, given how turned on I was already.

I was still puzzling what happened, lying on the base, when Kiki 's face appeared over the position of the bed and smiled at me. `` You alright ? '' She asked. I was still confused, and embarrassed, so I did n't meet her gaze, and blushed. `` Whats'wrongfulness ? '' She asked, concerned.

'' I, err, came. '' I still did n't assemble her regard ; I looked at the mess on my crotch.

She sounded surprised, `` Oh. … wellspring, number up here and I 'll lick it up. '' She does like my cum.

I levered myself up onto the bed, still not looking at her, I pointed to the mess on the bed wench, `` I, err. '' I still was n't for sure what happened.

Again, she just said, `` Oh. '' But, she ignored that mass and started cleaning me up. That tickled a bit, but was strangely erotic.

It got really respectable when she got to my dick, it was still a bit sore, so I said, `` Careful. '' And she treated it more gently. That started me getting worry again, and I started getting remains again. I rearranged myself to be leaning against the headboard, propped up on the pillows, and told her, `` Carry on. '' And she did. It was a dull, lazy blowjob, at least for me, all I had to do was lie there and just spotter. A blowjob is thoroughly enough, one of Kiki 's is mind-blowing, when she was wearing just that miniskirt, just wow ! There was something about that doll which elevated her from the aphrodisiacal woman in the world, to a sex goddess, it 's a unspoiled look for her.

She worked me over really good. This must get been the secure blowjob ever. She did n't hurry, it seemed to last forever, eventually, I could n't bear it anymore, so without thinking practically, I really did n't have any brainpower left wing, I grabbed the top of her head and throw my cock forcefully in her mouth. A few thrusts later, I was coming, I pulled her forcefully down onto my shaft as I blasted come into her mouth. Then, I let go and did n't give care any more.

She snuggled up to me and just seemed real felicitous. I thought I was happy after the blowjob, but that made me even happier. We just lay there, that was gracious. We just lay like that for a spell before we did anything more. Then, we just stayed in bed and made out. It was, spiritual, is the best way I can think of describing it, just so perfect.

It did n't take me too long to get unvoiced, but we did n't immediately do anything about it. I did start to worry I was breaking Kennedy 's rules, so I tried to play it nerveless, so a twain of hours later when I decided it was clip to be more participating, I roughly fucked her doggy style. I did n't say anything, I rolled her over, grabbed her articulatio coxae and pulled them up and rammed myself in to her pussy. I think she came a couple of times before I came, the tertiary clip in one day always takes a while. When I came I collapsed on top of her, it had been a exercising, it felt good. I rolled off to the side, and Kiki snuggled her tail end unto me. She seemed happy with the proceedings.

If I 'd been with Jack Kennedy, I 'd usually be licking up my own cum from her kitty-cat, but I was with Kiki instead, she decided to rinse off off in the shower before we had any more sex. It was dinner time by then, we had a very skillful dinner in one of the hotel restaurant, then we went back to the room and made out again. This time I got to fuck her in the ass, she liked that a lot, I like it, I do n't get to do it with Kennedy. She supplied the lubricant and prophylactic from her handbag. But coming a quartern time is difficult, so after she 'd come, I finished off by jacking off over her human face. I do like doing that, it makes me feel like a smut star. Not that I 'd ever appear in porn, but I like the fantasy. Well is it a fancy ? I 'm living my illusion, my fantasy is my realism !

Kiki did n't need to be anywhere early the next morning, so we spent more than indolent time. I fucked her and went down on her a couple of times. Eventually, we had to check off out and Kiki took me to her shoot. Then, we went back to the airport and flew dwelling. When we got back place, she was JFK again, and she seemed to be more herself, in fact, she was a right bitch to me. Not only did she do all the ugly things to me I hated, but she made me beg her to do them to me. That was so mortifying, I almost came before she touched me. If we had n't had quite so lots sex the day before and that morning, I think I might just possess came without other incitation again .