I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the covers so I could see the replete magnificence which is her soundbox. She really is the sexiest fair sex alert ; I 'm not biased or anything. I was n't thinking about it then, but I really am blessed. I married Dr Kiki President John F. Kennedy, my favourite porn star. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porn yield fellowship, and she encourages the talent ( the girls anyway ) to fuck me. So I 've had a lot to liken her to and she is still the sexiest, I know this for a fact. So not yet thirty, smoking hot body, always horny, devastatingly intelligent ( the title `` Dr '' is for rattling, in particle physics ), rich, and she likes to share. 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 excuse why in a second. She reached over and handed me the way serve book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most exciting choice in the macrocosm, but the kitchens at a envision hotel like this make it pretty Delicious. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business trip, to Las Vegas, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` adult video intelligence, '' the trade paper for the porno diligence, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's company was paying for all of this, which is good, I would not have wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in Ithiel Town. That $ 900 is just for their inexpensive way, they had more expensive unity, but even their cheap room is about the nicest hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few squeamish ones traveling for Kiki 's business concern. As the CES was now over, this night had only cost the company $ 300. We were staying on for a romanticist break.

As Lope Felix de Vega Carpio hotels go, this was a eldritch one. It was very conveniently located on the center of the funnies, just a monorail hop away from the convention center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no casino. It 's like an oasis of sanity in the midst of the madness which is Vega. Being a Californian, I never really appreciated `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the first fourth dimension. hoi polloi still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room service and orders our breakfast, then says, `` fourth dimension for a summoning ritual. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to get in. Calling it a `` summoning ritual '' goes back to a time in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the point where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. mortal made a gossip about that being a `` marshal rite '' and the figure stuck.

I just lay there, and she got to work. I like that. She started rubbing her boobs all over me, in my aspect, I like boobs in my face ( or, just I LIKE BOOBS ), then down my organic structure. When she got to my dick she popped it in her backtalk briefly to get it commodity and wet, then rubbed her drop the ball up and down it. She trapped the tool in her cleavage 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 metre when my dick is sticking out from between her boobs, her mouth is there to catch it. That 's even better. I 'm just glad. I 'm not caring about coming or anything, I 'm just lying there not thinking. I 'm probably moaning, moaning is in force it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully process this development, she 's at it again, this prison term with her pussy. She 's on top of me, fucking me.

I like doing a lot of affair, and a lot of them are my preferent, but this is particularly good. I just lie there and be lazy, and her puss works on my peter to make me come. I can watch her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those dope which had just been wrapped around my hawkshaw are utter. 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 doorbell rings, I come, and Kiki says, `` Shit ! It worked too well. '' And laughed. I do n't reckon she 's come yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to answer the doorway. 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 primary aim. Its chief purpose is to work me on, not that I usually need much help with that. The kimono is barely big enough to wrap around her boobs ; she usually lets it hang open up. It's barely long enough to spread over her cunt. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glance of what 's under it. It usually does n't delay on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her respond the door and interchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the elbow room and says, `` You should report yourself up. '' And flips a cover over me so my pecker is no longer on video display. Then, the waiter walks into the room pushing the way service cart. I blush and pull the covers up further, before I register the waiter is a young lady. She does n't obviously card either of our states, I 'm sure she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very cheery 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 server was in the elbow room either. I also notice a trail of cum running down her internal thigh. She 's carrying two hand 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 splendid, I like getting room inspection and repair breakfast at a fancy hotel, its one of life 's large joy. As I said, nothing particularly special, bacon, eggs, potatoes, toast, java, pretty standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the loose kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the vista as well, both of naked me, and of the landing strip outside the window. We 'd opened the curtains to get a better view, so anyone looking our way would own gotten a pretty good vista as well. Though I 'm not sure how visible we 'd be really, the building 's a new fancy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windows are covered in reflective film to maintain the sun out. Just opening the drape was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote control to pick out on screen menus to do things, including setting the temperature, opening the curtains, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower, so you can take in dessert. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use meal metaphors to suggest me going down on her, like, `` do you want an appetiser, '' or as in this case, `` having sweet. '' She 'd probably liked to feature 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 reconcile, she 'll dampen 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 capable to keep up with Kiki. 25 minutes on a bike at the top of the aerobic zone should do it, around a 170 middle charge per unit. That 's also a undecomposed way to get really sweaty, so I get back to the room with my shirt totally soaked. Kiki 's just getting out of the shower, and goes, `` Mmmm. ``

She strips off my intoxicate drill gear mechanism, and I kick off my sneakers. She unfolds a big bathroom towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a fiddling pooped from my effort, so that 's well. She licks up some of the swither from over my knocker off-white, she 's a bit weird like that, but I 'm not going to stop her. She does move onto my nipples, though that I really do n't like, so I make less appreciative randomness and she stops. Then she moves onto dessert, she climbs on my brass and plops her wet ( with her juices ), freshly washed pussycat on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't own that lots flavor until I find some more of her juice, it still tastes a bit clean though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really lucky. But, twat does savor Charles Herbert Best when it's not quite so sassy, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING cunt, any pussy will do, Kiki 's is particularly special, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take foresighted about coming. Then gets down and hugs me. This sentence she says, `` I love you Matt. '' I 'm still not used to this love affair, 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 go long. She sighs and bosom me more, but she does offer up 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 position. Of all my favorite matter, this may be my favorite, especially when Kiki does it for my benefit. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's unmanageable to both founder and receive at once, so we 'll delegate one or early party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're liberate to be distracted, and not feel guilty about doing a poor job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a blowjob to get me off. I really like a cunt in my font while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't think I was doing such a dependable job, because I was distracted by the cock sucking. Kiki is very distracting when my peter is in her mouth, 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 book binding of her head and rammed my dick as far as it could go into her back talk. I held her there as I pumped my cum down her pharynx, then I relaxed and there was a gasp from Kiki when she could catch one's breath again.

She took her twat off my nerve and I was hugged again. She said, `` Thank you, I love you. ``

My learning ability was still quite dazed, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm pretty surely I do. She hugged me tighter and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go wash off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an engagement. '' Now I remembered, we had an naming in the spa for later, that was why she was rushing me.

We got down to the spa, well ahead of the name metre, as we 'd get to use their other readiness. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` oriental '' root word, so we got served green tea while we had the consultation. They like you to fill in a questionnaire, make surely you 're healthy enough for whatever. I 'm surely it's just the lawyers wanting to brood the hotel 's ass, but that 's always the way it goes.

We got shown the facility and then let loose. Unfortunately, this spa was segregated, there was a men 's side and a woman 's side of meat. It also seemed that habiliment, like swim shorts was the norm. This is United States after all ; we 're an highly strung bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be mixed, and clothing of any variety was unusual. I like those, if I can stop from getting a hard on. That 's a good understanding ( if a cause is needed ) to bear sex before going to a spa, so you 're less potential to get an embarrassing severe on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydrotherapy pools, the usual sauna ( dry heat ) and steam room, and figure exhibitioner with digital command which gave you assorted `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when North Frigid Zone mist decided to spray freezing cold urine over me, I got more wary of what it was doing.

Then it was time 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 shot, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very narrow bed which can raise or modest ), Kiki is lying naked on the future table, we 're close enough could hold work force if we wanted. Then the miss ( the masseuses, we have one each ) bedspread you with oil or ointment and accident you all over. With a couple 's massage you have a private suite, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is therapeutic, not intimate, they poke and prod you to make your muscleman relax, they 'll poke and jab at unfaltering musculus until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` happy ending, '' they carefully avoid your shaft or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all time. You 'd conceive having a female child stroke you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless pot, and your mind goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really good foot massage, then you end up as a pool of goo on the table, and it feels like you 've cheated on your wife. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that serious, and she tickles my groundwork. ( Now, Cheri from cunning armed service who sometimes works on Kiki 's production is an unskilled 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 tables, as well its own exhibitioner, a pocket-sized hydro-therapy pool, and a sauna. We decided on the sauna. The sauna said 170 arcdegree, about average for a sauna. I threw some urine on the Rock to give it a little humidness, and make it palpate even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top workbench. Sauna 's have benches at various stage, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a piece, then you 'll go to chill off in the pool.

Kiki had a different melodic theme, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the workbench are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much blistering than the air. ( I could explain the physics of that, purgative is my matter as well, I 've almost got my doctor's degree, but that 's not why you 're reading this. ) She knelt on the towel and went down on me. I was all floppy and slack up after the massage. I 'd managed to not get hard during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my prick alteration its mind about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sweat room, you 're missing out, it's dissimilar, and you get really sweaty. This meter she was n't in a hastiness, though I did accept mentation I should get out of their before I expire from the heat. They recommend only 15 minutes at a clip in a sauna, all sauna have clock to help you there. So I know, twelve transactions later I come in Kiki 's sass, I was quite loose about it this fourth dimension, no holding and choking her. I flop back against the birch 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 lounge up in the sky lobby on the 23rd floor. The lounge had smashing position of the landing strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental melodic theme, the tea lounge was decorated all Oriental, but served English people tea. Usually, I 'll fuddle coffee, but the tea made a modification, along with the scones and pastries and sandwiches. The English seem to have very clayey tea, we were stuffed and went back to our elbow 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 partiality French people eating place on the 23rd trading floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the beefburger place down on the strip, in the hotel 's retail facade. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet Warren Burger. I was n't sure how you made a Warren Earl Burger epicure, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the ground trading floor lobby, Kiki met someone, and started talking to them.

I hung around and Kiki introduced me to the girlfriend, Lisa. Then Kiki asked, `` You do n't beware if Lisa comes to dinner with us ? '' I did n't, that was usually the way Kiki introduced me to a new pornography star we were going to fuck. I did n't recognize Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't know them all. In this case, 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 former when they met in the lobby.

dinner party was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato micro chip in a burger before, but the celebrity chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be keen on each other. Lisa was a gay woman and liked watching Kiki 's lesbian video, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's videos seemed more genuine than the average one. I did say, Kiki did like tribade sex, even off television 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 descend back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just observe. We 'd had quite a few encounter which had started with that premise, they usually did n't end that way, and neither did this one. Kiki gave her a lap dance, that 's so hot, that got me unvoiced. Then Kiki went down on her, I love watching her do that, it gets me so hot. I 'm starting to find left out here, but I have to leave them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no objections to that by then, my only when booking was my dick was screaming at me to get in on the 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 skillful for me in the foresightful run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did seem to enjoy it, when I finally made her ejaculate, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling heap on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and blew me, we did n't want to bother Lisa at that detail. That was undecomposed. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to allow. She said, she 'd try to come back with breakfast in the morning. We 'll see what happens then.

After Lisa left, Kiki and I snuggled up together, it took me a patch to actualise from the overly affectionate clues that she was horny. She knows letting me act that out on my own is n't a safe strategy. Sometimes a little more assertiveness on her part would n't go amiss. Since she came last, she 'd float me three clip, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be moderately desperate by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her legs and did my just work on her, until my jaw got tired. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .