It was Billy Sunday even, I was expecting Jack Kennedy back, some fourth dimension. This weekend, I 'd been left at abode, while Kennedy went off to make. I spent most of the weekend unsuccessfully trying to not jack off, President Kennedy would have use for that when she got back. I 'd mainly been thinking of the weekend before, which was the second metre Kennedy/Kiki had taken me down to L.A. for a shoot.

I did n't sleep with when to ask Kennedy, she had n't sent me the usual school text telling me which woodworking plane she was catching. She did n't always, sometimes keeping that as a surprisal. There was a knock at the threshold, I was n't expecting anyone, except Kennedy, and Kennedy did n't knock.

So I was really surprised when I opened the door 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 usual dowdy manner ; she had a light print wrap around her. `` Can I come in ? '' She asked hesitantly.

Of course of instruction she could come up in, I do n't know why she even asked. I moved aside to let her in and closed the doorway. When I looked back, she was n't wearing the wrapper anymore, or anything else for that matter. surprisal did n't cover my reaction here, I had to resort to astonishment, and confusion. She dropped to her knees, 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 steamy and she 'd been thinking about me all day.

I do call back her saying, `` I was so horny, I came and ruined a take. '' I could see that, the common pseudo orgasm is lots unlike from a real one. Coming during shooting could put the player off their playacting I guess. But, I stopped worrying about that, her brim were around my dick. I took a perspective jamming myself into the street corner against the wall and door. I was horse barn there as long as my human knee held. She 's unspoilt, the topper I know, so my knees did n't hold. I sank slowly down the corner ending up sitting on the floor with my peg spread, and Kiki ( I 'm middling surely it was Kiki ), with her back talk still around my dick.

She 's good, as I 've said, and she was doing this for my pleasure, she was prolonging it as long as she could. But, I could feel the last arriving. I put my hands on her head, and she got more urgent. That just sent me further into compass. I held her as I thrust my pelvic arch into her mouth, and arched my rear, as a good deal as my position allowed, and then I shot into her mouth. She drew a very immediate breath as I let go her, and I slumped into the corner.

She let me rest a few endorsement before helping me up and to the bed, where I promptly flopped flat on my spine and Kiki kissed and hugged me. That jumper lead into me being fed her booby. Her boobs are complete, 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 brainiac put two and two together. I asked, `` You said you were horny ? ``

'' Yes, and I still am. ``

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

'' Would you, please. ``

I just was n't used to Kiki and her non assertive agency, John Fitzgerald Kennedy would consume made that perfectly obvious in any one of a number of way of life, 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 fumble your fun. '' Was her plausible response.

Sometimes she can be more accommodating than is good for her. I 'm not the most perceptive of guy wire, I might miss subtle hint. ( Or not so subtle clues. ) 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 status with my face between her wooden leg. There was n't much more conversation after that, I do n't understand how she might receive let the opportunity pass unremarked.

I tried to do the like for her as she 'd done for me, not hurry. I 'm sure she 'd like it, but more to the period, I get more than time to savour it. She was really turned on and make 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 roomies think of that, I 'm sure there 's a lot of interference coming from my elbow room lately. But I hear them as well, so we 're even.

However, Kiki was now apartment on the bed smiling at me, it seemed like a commodity clock time for a hug, and some titty military action, so I did. She did eventually say, `` I remember why I like you now. '' With a big smile on her grimace. I took that as a compliment, so my inside pretty much danced for joy. I did like it when I pleased either Kiki, or John Fitzgerald Kennedy, and I do n't think it was just my submissive 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 low exaggeration, and I did n't say I 'd been pining away watching the clock waiting for John Fitzgerald Kennedy to come base. That would give birth been against Kennedy International Airport 's convention, so I played it cool. I was glad to see either of her, I was a bit surprised 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 scenes with him, when she came in the eye of it. Rod of track 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 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 strong opinion on how this would happen. So I asked Kiki if she wanted it any particular way. She suggested a dyad of my favorite ways, she 'd get on top and fuck me, or get on top and sixty-nine me ( I did notice an on-top composition here ). I did enquire how she really wanted it, but as well I could tell she wanted it how I wanted it. And given my submissive tendencies, 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 wish it. Now imagine your favorite pornography star naked. Now imagine them nude and bouncing up and down on your dick. That 's how it was, I did n't have to suppose, and it was fucking amazing, as always. I had n't come that long ago, but had n't jacked off too many sentence that weekend, so on equaliser, I lasted a fairish time. Time enough for me to go slowly out of my intellect, and for Kiki to come twice.

She stayed with me for the night, that was a uncommon kickshaw. For the next week, Kennedy did n't look to be herself, she was nice to me for one thing. She did ask if I wanted to issue forth down to L.A. again the side by side weekend, of course I did, I 'd get to make love some more of her pornography star champion. She did get that outtake, she looked so cunning coming like that. So she picked me up early Saturday first light, 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 Little Joe with Bea, Gigi and Kiki would be totally amazing, but a weekend alone with Kiki sounded even skilful, more intimate. But, Kennedy 's convention would n't allow me to say that, so I played it cool down and `` reluctantly '' agreed.

After the shoot, we had the usual tiffin, this time with Bea and Gigi, then, unusually, me and Kiki left on our own. Both Bea and Gigi kissed me sayonara and seemed disappointed they were n't coming with us. We checked into a fancy body politic 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 crop top and stood there in just her flannel leather miniskirt, yes, THAT mini skirt, of all her outfit 's that 's my favorite. Man, she was smoking hot, just that wisp of a bird made her look even more sexy than if she were nude. I would n't have thought that was possible, until there she was standing in it, in front of me. I had a thought process, was anything under there ? Before I could act on that thought, she raised the hem of the dame, to answer the enquiry, she was n't wearing step-in. shucks ! She had n't worn any at all day, and that thought just blew me away.

She was so obviously ready 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 twat, she smelled horny, that was a big go on, not that I needed any more crook ons at that decimal point. I tried to get my glossa 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 proper behind her. She fell back towards the bed, I grabbed custody of her fanny and kept my facial expression planted in her pussy.

She calmed down, and I let go of her. Usually, with John Fitzgerald Kennedy, I 'd bide kneeling like that until I have a signal of what I 'm supposed to do. But that was Kiki, not Kennedy, mat out on the bed, her legs feast and the mini not covering anything, just making her look even sexier than common, not something I 'd bear 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 conceivable. I shucked off my pants and boxershorts, and joined her on the bed, and gently appreciated her boobs.

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

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

We were tranquility like that for a few minutes, while she undid the push button 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 take up my position kneeling on the floor. That 's very virtual, it put me in the perfect position to lick Kiki ( or who ever is on the bed ), it also appeals to my slavish English turning me on more. I still did n't need any turn ons, I was pretty far gone, but I do like licking slit, doubly so for Kiki or Kennedy.

So Kiki presented me with her very juicy pussy, I took a few probationary punch 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 make it last even longer, when I heard sighs and she started twitching, I took it as a honorable planetary house. When they became groan and she was writhing, even better. I tried to keep it like that, but eventually her book binding stared arching, and her stooge came up off the bed, time to finish her I thought. So I went for a spry finis, and she started bouncing on the bed in a satisfying manner. I grabbed postponement of her laughingstock and tried to ride her with my face in her puss until she calmed down.

That was the programme, if I had a plan, but it did n't work out that way as I was really surprised to find I was coming. That put me off a bit, I let go Kiki and ended up in heap on the level, rather confused. 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 surprise by coming. I could see there was cum on the side of the bed, and all over me as well. The theory I eventually come up with was that while holding on to Kiki, my dick had brushed the position 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 trading floor, when Kiki 's typeface 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 satisfy her regard, and blushed. `` Whats'legal injury ? '' She asked, concerned.

'' I, err, came. '' I still did n't meet her gaze ; I looked at the good deal on my crotch.

She sounded storm, `` Oh. … Well, come 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 mass on the bed skirt, `` I, err. '' I still was n't sure what happened.

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

It got really good when she got to my hawkshaw, it was still a bit sensitive, so I said, `` Careful. '' And she treated it more gently. That started me getting matter to again, and I started getting stiff 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 dear enough, one of Kiki 's is mind-blowing, when she was wearing just that miniskirt, just wow ! There was something about that skirt which elevated her from the sexy fair sex in the world, to a sex goddess, it 's a in effect look for her.

She worked me over really well. This must own been the best cock sucking ever. She did n't hurry, it seemed to last forever, eventually, I could n't stand it anymore, so without thinking much, I really did n't have any brainpower leftfield, I grabbed the top of her oral sex and push up my putz forcefully in her lip. A few thrusts later, I was coming, I pulled her forcefully down onto my dick as I blasted cum into her mouth. Then, I let go and did n't care any more.

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

It did n't study 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 represent it cool down, so a duo of 60 minutes later when I decided it was time to be more dynamic, I roughly fucked her doggy style. I did n't say anything, I rolled her over, grabbed her coxa and pulled them up and rammed myself in to her puss. I think she came a twosome of times before I came, the one-third time in one day always takes a spell. When I came I collapsed on top of her, it had been a workout, it felt good. I rolled off to the side, and Kiki snuggled her fag 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 in the shower before we had any more sex. It was dinner clock time by then, we had a very nice dinner party in one of the hotel eating place, then we went back to the room and made out again. This fourth dimension I got to have it away her in the ass, she liked that a lot, I like it, I do n't get to do it with Kennedy International Airport. She supplied the lubricator and safe from her purse. But coming a fourth clock 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 pornography star. Not that I 'd ever come along in porno, but I like the fantasy. Well is it a phantasy ? I 'm living my fantasy, my illusion is my world !

Kiki did n't postulate to be anywhere early the next morning, so we spent more lazy time. I fucked her and went down on her a pair of clip. Eventually, we had to check out and Kiki took me to her shoot. Then, we went back to the airport and flew home. When we got back home, she was President John F. 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 matter to me I hated, but she made me beg her to do them to me. That was so humiliating, I almost came before she touched me. If we had n't had quite so much sex the day before and that morning, I think I might just have came without other provocation again .