It was Sunday eventide, I was expecting President John F. Kennedy back, some time. This weekend, I 'd been left at home, while Jack Kennedy went off to work. I spent most of the weekend unsuccessfully trying to not jack off, Kennedy would bear use for that when she got back. I 'd mainly been thinking of the weekend before, which was the second time Kennedy/Kiki had taken me down to L.A. for a shoot.

I did n't know when to await Jack Kennedy, she had n't sent me the usual school text telling me which carpenter's plane she was catching. She did n't always, sometimes keeping that as a surprise. There was a smash at the door, I was n't expecting anyone, except 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. She was n't dressed in Kennedy 's common dowdy fashion ; she had a light photographic print wrap around her. `` Can I come in ? '' She asked hesitantly.

Of course she could hail in, I do n't bang 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 wrap anymore, or anything else for that thing. Surprise did n't address my reaction here, I had to resort to astonishment, and confusion. She dropped to her human knee, and said, `` Do you bear in 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 hornlike and she 'd been thinking about me all day.

I do remember her saying, `` I was so ruttish, I came and ruined a take. '' I could see that, the usual pretender coming is much different from a tangible one. Coming during shooting could put the doer off their acting I guess. But, I stopped worrying about that, her lips were around my prick. I took a position jamming myself into the nook against the rampart and door. I was unchanging there as long as my genu held. She 's good, the best I know, so my human knee did n't hold. I sank slowly down the corner ending up sitting on the floor with my legs spreading, and Kiki ( I 'm fairly for sure it was Kiki ), with her lip still around my dick.

She 's good, as I 've said, and she was doing this for my delight, she was prolonging it as long as she could. But, I could feel the conclusion arriving. I put my hands on her principal, and she got more urgent. That just sent me further into orbit. I held her as I thrust my hip joint into her mouth, and arched my back, as much as my position allowed, and then I shot into her sass. She drew a very promptly breath as I let go her, and I slumped into the corner.

She let me roost a few seconds before helping me up and to the bed, where I promptly flopped flat on my backbone and Kiki kissed and hugged me. That lead into me being fed her knocker. Her boobs are perfect, and I love playing with them, she seems to care it as well ; she was making moaning and sighing noise. Somewhere, a, lonely and rational, character 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, please. ``

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

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

Sometimes she can be more reconcile than is skillful for her. I 'm not the most perceptive of guys, I might lack elusive clues. ( Or not so subtle clue. ) I told her, `` But, this is fun, you may consume noticed I like doing this. '' She was now on her back, and I was taking a position with my face between her ramification. There was n't much more conversation after that, I do n't understand how she might have let the opportunity head unremarked.

I tried to do the Saami for her as she 'd done for me, not hurry. I 'm sure she 'd care it, but Thomas More to the stage, I get Thomas More metre to savor it. She was really turned on and ready down there, so I had to be very thrifty 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 surely there 's a lot of racket coming from my way lately. But I hear them as well, so we 're even.

However, Kiki was now flat on the bed smiling at me, it seemed like a safe time for a hug, and some breast action, so I did. She did eventually say, `` I remember why I like you now. '' With a big grin on her side. I took that as a compliment, so my interior pretty much danced for joy. I did like it when I pleased either Kiki, or President John F. Kennedy, and I do n't intend it was just my slavish side thinking.

I was hard again by this time, that much 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 hyperbole, and I did n't say I 'd been pining away watching the clock waiting for Kennedy to fare house. That would get been against Kennedy 's pattern, so I played it cool off. I was beaming to see either of her, I was a bit surprise she was Kiki though.

Kiki told me of her weekend, getting fucked five times for the shoot. It was the fifth picture where she 'd been with Rod again, she shoots a lot of prospect with him, when she came in the midsection of it. Rod of form was acting all cocky that it was his doing. He was only the physical stimulus, it was me she 'd been thinking of, that was a bit of an ego boost. 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 strong vox populi on how this would pass off. So I asked Kiki if she wanted it any particular way. She suggested a span of my preferred ways, she 'd get on top and jazz me, or get on top and 69 me ( I did notice an on-top theme here ). I did wonder how she really wanted it, but as proficient I could tell she wanted it how I wanted it. And given my submissive inclination, I was wanting it how she wanted it, I 'm surprised we came to any decision.

In the end, it was decided she 'd fuck me. I do like that, it's very self-indulgent to just lie there and watch her do all the work to get me off. But as I 've said, Kiki is very accommodating and that 's exactly how she 'd care it. Now imagine your favorite porn adept naked. Now imagine them naked and bouncing up and down on your dick. 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 times that weekend, so on equilibrium, I lasted a reasonable time. time plenty for me to go slowly out of my mind, and for Kiki to derive twice.

She stayed with me for the night, that was a rare treat. For the side by side calendar week, Kennedy Interrnational did n't seem to be herself, she was squeamish to me for one thing. She did ask if I wanted to come down to L.A. again the adjacent weekend, of course I did, I 'd get to have a go at it some More of her porn superstar Friend. 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 quadruplet with Bea, Gigi and Kiki would be totally amazing, but a weekend alone with Kiki sounded even better, more insinuate. But, President John F. Kennedy 's rule would n't allow me to say that, so I played it assuredness and `` reluctantly '' agreed.

After the shoot, we had the usual luncheon, this prison term with Bea and Gigi, then, unusually, me and Kiki left on our own. Both Bea and Gigi kissed me goodbye and seemed disappointed they were n't coming with us. We checked into a fancy country social club, I 'm not indisputable 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 matter started, Kiki pulled off her crop top and stood there in just her White River leather miniskirt, yes, THAT mini bird, of all her outfit 's that 's my favorite. Man, she was smoking hot, just that wisp of a doll made her look even more aphrodisiacal than if she were naked. I would n't have thought that was possible, until there she was standing in it, in presence of me. I had a thought, was anything under there ? Before I could act on that sentiment, she raised the hem of the bird, to answer the question, she was n't wearing pantie. Damn ! She had n't worn any at all day, and that thought just muff me away.

She was so obviously gear up for something, and I just had to get me a piece of it. I got down on my knees and stuck my nose in her kitty, she smelled horny, that was a big turn on, not that I needed any more turn ons at that point. I tried to get my natural language on her pussy, 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 veracious behind her. She fell back towards the bed, I grabbed hold of her butt and save my face 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 Kennedy International Airport, savourless out on the bed, her leg banquet and the miniskirt not covering anything, just making her look even sexier than usual, not something I 'd possess 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 dumbbell imaginable. I shucked off my pants and shorts, and joined her on the bed, and gently appreciated her boobs.

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

She looked disordered, hugged me and said, `` Ooh, sorry. Give me a dyad 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 booby, did I reference, I like boobs.

We were quiet like that for a few minutes, while she undid the buttons on my shirt, including unbuttoning the cuffs and turning them up. She seemed to like that look, then she said, `` Do you want to ? '' I nodded enthusiastically and slipped off the bed to call for up my position kneeling on the floor. That 's very hard-nosed, it put me in the consummate position to thrash Kiki ( or who ever is on the bed ), it also appeals to my submissive face turning me on more. I still did n't need any tour 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 tentative biff 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 draw it last even longer, when I heard sighs and she started twitching, I took it as a good star sign. When they became groan and she was writhing, even better. I tried to go on it like that, but eventually her back stared arching, and her butt came up off the bed, time to polish off her I thought. So I went for a flying conclusion, and she started bouncing on the bed in a satisfying fashion. I grabbed detention of her butt joint and tried to ride her with my face in her puss until she calmed down.

That was the plan, if I had a programme, but it did n't work out that way as I was really surprised to happen I was coming. That put me off a bit, I let go Kiki and ended up in mint on the storey, rather illogical. 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 slope of the bed, and that was enough to set me off, given how plough on I was already.

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

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

She sounded surprised, `` Oh. … Well, get along 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 skirt, `` I, err. '' I still was n't sure what happened.

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

It got really ripe when she got to my dick, it was still a bit sensitive, so I said, `` careful. '' And she treated it more gently. That started me getting interested 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 slow, lazy blowjob, at least for me, all I had to do was lie there and just watch. A blowjob is good enough, one of Kiki 's is mind-bending, when she was wearing just that miniskirt, just wow ! There was something about that bird which elevated her from the aphrodisiac woman in the humanity, to a sex goddess, it 's a good look for her.

She worked me over really unspoiled. This must experience been the best blowjob ever. She did n't hurry, it seemed to go forever, eventually, I could n't stick out it anymore, so without thinking much, I really did n't give any brainpower left field, I grabbed the top of her oral sex and hurtle my dick forcefully in her back talk. A few thrusts later, I was coming, I pulled her forcefully down onto my peter as I blasted come into her mouth. Then, I let go and did n't wish any more.

She snuggled up to me and just seemed tangible glad. I thought I was happy after the cock sucking, but that made me even happier. We just lay there, that was prissy. We just lay like that for a piece 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 hard, but we did n't immediately do anything about it. I did start to worry I was breaking Kennedy 's linguistic rule, so I tried to play it cool, so a couple of hours later when I decided it was metre to be more active, I roughly fucked her doggy flair. I did n't say anything, I rolled her over, grabbed her hips and pulled them up and rammed myself in to her snatch. I think she came a couplet of times before I came, the third clock time in one day always takes a piece. When I came I collapsed on top of her, it had been a physical exercise, it felt salutary. I rolled off to the side, and Kiki snuggled her bum unto me. She seemed happy with the proceedings.

If I 'd been with JFK, I 'd usually be licking up my own cum from her pussy, but I was with Kiki instead, she decided to rinse off off in the shower before we had any more sex. It was dinner prison term by then, we had a very nice dinner in one of the hotel restaurant, then we went back to the elbow room and made out again. This clock time I got to roll in the hay 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 lube and condoms from her purse. But coming a fourth sentence is difficult, so after she 'd come, I finished off by jacking off over her facial expression. I do like doing that, it makes me sense like a smut star. Not that I 'd ever seem in porn, but I like the fantasy. well is it a fantasy ? I 'm living my phantasy, my fancy is my reality !

Kiki did n't ask to be anywhere early the next morning, so we spent more faineant time. I fucked her and went down on her a couple of times. Eventually, we had to check out and Kiki took me to her shoot. Then, we went back to the aerodrome and flew domicile. When we got back family, she was Kennedy again, and she seemed to be more herself, in fact, she was a right bitch to me. Not only did she do all the horrible 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 have came without other provocation again .