It was Sunday eventide, I was expecting JFK back, some clock time. This weekend, I 'd been left at home, while Kennedy went off to work. I spent virtually 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 time Kennedy/Kiki had taken me down to L.A. for a shoot.

I did n't roll in the hay when to gestate Kennedy Interrnational, she had n't sent me the common text telling me which plane she was catching. She did n't always, sometimes keeping that as a surprise. There was a knock at the doorway, I was n't expecting anyone, except Kennedy, and Jack Kennedy did n't knock.

So I was really surprised when I opened the door and President Kennedy was standing there. Actually, I was n't sure if it were Kennedy Interrnational, or Kiki, if there 's a dispute. She was n't dressed in Kennedy 's usual dowdy style ; she had a light print wrapper around her. `` Can I come in ? '' She asked hesitantly.

Of course she could come in, I do n't know 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 topic. surprisal did n't plow my reaction here, I had to recur to astonishment, and confusion. She dropped to her human knee, and said, `` Do you beware ? '' 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 horny and she 'd been thinking about me all day.

I do recall her saying, `` I was so horny, I came and ruined a take. '' I could see that, the usual impostor orgasm is much different from a real one. Coming during shooting could put the histrion off their acting I guess. But, I stopped worrying about that, her lip were around my dick. I took a position jamming myself into the corner against the wall and door. I was stable there as long as my knees held. She 's well, the serious I know, so my knee joint did n't hold. I sank slowly down the corner ending up sitting on the flooring with my legs spread, and Kiki ( I 'm pretty sure it was Kiki ), with her lips 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 experience the conclusion arriving. I put my hands on her promontory, and she got more urgent. That just sent me further into arena. I held her as I thrust my pelvic arch into her mouth, and arched my back, as much as my location allowed, and then I shot into her mouth. She drew a very prompt breath as I let go her, and I slumped into the corner.

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

'' Yes, and I still am. ``

'' Would you care me to facilitate you with that ? ``

'' Would you, please. ``

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

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

Sometimes she can be more admit than is commodity for her. I 'm not the most perceptive of guys, I might miss subtle clues. ( 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 position with my face between her peg. There was n't much more conversation after that, I do n't understand how she might have let the opportunity laissez passer unremarked.

I tried to do the same for her as she 'd done for me, not hurry. I 'm certain she 'd care it, but More to the point, I get more time to savor it. She was really turned on and prepare 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 for sure there 's a lot of noise coming from my room 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 good time for a hug, and some sin legal action, so I did. She did eventually say, `` I remember why I like you now. '' With a big grinning on her face. I took that as a compliment, so my insides pretty much danced for joy. I did like it when I pleased either Kiki, or Kennedy, and I do n't think it was just my submissive incline 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 diminished overstatement, and I did n't say I 'd been pining away watching the clock waiting for Kennedy to come home. That would take in been against President John F. Kennedy '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 5th vista 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 course of study 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 secure opinions on how this would pass off. So I asked Kiki if she wanted it any particular way. She suggested a duet of my favorite shipway, she 'd get on top and fuck me, or get on top and 69 me ( I did notice an on-top theme here ). I did inquire how she really wanted it, but as sound I could severalize 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 jazz me. I do like that, it's very self-indulgent to just lie there and watch her do all the body of work to get me off. But as I 've said, Kiki is very accommodating and that 's exactly how she 'd like it. Now ideate your favorite pornography asterisk naked. Now imagine them naked and bouncing up and down on your cock. That 's how it was, I did n't induce 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 clock time that weekend, so on balance, I lasted a reasonable time. sentence plenty for me to go slowly out of my thinker, and for Kiki to come twice.

She stayed with me for the night, that was a uncommon delicacy. For the next week, Jack Kennedy did n't seem 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 next weekend, of course I did, I 'd get to sleep with some more of her pornography star friends. She did get that outtake, she looked so precious 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 quatern with Bea, Gigi and Kiki would be totally awesome, but a weekend alone with Kiki sounded even comfortably, more intimate. But, JFK 's prescript would n't allow me to say that, so I played it cool and `` reluctantly '' agreed.

After the shoot, we had the common lunch, this time 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 fantasy country club, I 'm not sure as shooting 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 harvest top and stood there in just her Patrick White leather mini, yes, THAT mini bird, 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 sexy than if she were bare. I would n't have thought that was possible, until there she was standing in it, in front man of me. I had a mentation, was anything under there ? Before I could act on that thought, she raised the hem of the annulus, to do the doubt, she was n't wearing scanty. Damn ! She had n't worn any at all day, and that thought just foul up me away.

She was so obviously cook for something, and I just had to get me a piece of music of it. I got down on my knees and cohere my nose in her kitty, she smelled horny, that was a big turn on, not that I needed any more grow ons at that decimal point. I tried to get my knife on her snatch, 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 the right way behind her. She fell back towards the bed, I grabbed hold of her butt and kept my expression planted in her pussy.

She calmed down, and I let go of her. Usually, with Kennedy, I 'd detain kneeling like that until I have a signal of what I 'm supposed to do. But that was Kiki, not President John F. Kennedy, flatcar out on the bed, her pegleg gap and the miniskirt not covering anything, just making her look even sexy than usual, not something I 'd have thought possible. Kiki likes it whatever way I do, so I got tempted by her breast, which were on show. Man, they are the most utter dope 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 heart 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 bask that. You came too quickly. ``

She looked upset, hugged me and said, `` Ooh, sorry. collapse 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 dumbbell, did I mention, I like boobs.

We were quiet like that for a few minutes, while she undid the buttons on my shirt, including unbuttoning the manacle and turning them up. She seemed to like that tone, 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 perfective posture to puzzle out Kiki ( or who ever is on the bed ), it also charm to my submissive side turning me on more. I still did n't need any turn ons, I was pretty far gone, but I do like licking puss, doubly so for Kiki or Kennedy.

So Kiki presented me with her very juicy kitty-cat, I took a few probationary biff and then started on her in earnest. She 'd only just come, so was going to read a piece, perfect for me. I tried to make it last even longer, when I heard sighs and she started twitching, I took it as a good sign. When they became groan and she was writhing, even better. I tried to keep it like that, but eventually her back stared arching, and her butt came up off the bed, sentence to land up her I thought. So I went for a quick close, and she started bouncing on the bed in a substantial style. I grabbed hold of her rear end and tried to ride her with my face in her pussy until she calmed down.

That was the plan, if I had a program, but it did n't run out that way as I was really surprise to retrieve I was coming. That put me off a bit, I let go Kiki and ended up in heap on the flooring, rather mazed. It took me a while to act 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 incline 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 side 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 floor, when Kiki 's nerve 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 meet her gaze, and blushed. `` Whats'wrong ? '' She asked, concerned.

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

She sounded surprise, `` 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 mess on the bed skirt, `` I, err. '' I still was n't sure enough what happened.

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

It got really good when she got to my pecker, it was still a bit medium, so I said, `` Careful. '' And she treated it more gently. That started me getting interested 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, faineant 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-blowing, when she was wearing just that mini, just wow ! There was something about that skirt which elevated her from the sexy womanhood in the earthly concern, to a sex goddess, it 's a secure tone for her.

She worked me over really secure. This must have been the in force blowjob ever. She did n't hurry, it seemed to last forever, eventually, I could n't endure it anymore, so without thinking much, I really did n't have any learning ability left wing, I grabbed the top of her head teacher and thrust my dick forcefully in her mouth. A few thrusts later, I was coming, I pulled her forcefully down onto my dick as I blasted semen into her sass. 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 cock sucking, but that made me even happier. We just lay there, that was courteous. 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 near way I can call back of describing it, just so perfect.

It did n't bring me too long to get hard, but we did n't immediately do anything about it. I did start to interest I was breaking Kennedy 's rules, so I tried to play it cool, so a couple of hours later when I decided it was prison term to be more active, I roughly fucked her pooch vogue. I did n't say anything, I rolled her over, grabbed her hips and pulled them up and rammed myself in to her pussy. I think she came a couple of times before I came, the third time in one day always takes a while. When I came I collapsed on top of her, it had been a workout, it felt ripe. I rolled off to the side, and Kiki snuggled her butt unto me. She seemed well-chosen with the proceedings.

If I 'd been with President Kennedy, I 'd usually be licking up my own cum from her cunt, but I was with Kiki instead, she decided to rinse off in the rain shower before we had any more sex. It was dinner time by then, we had a very prissy dinner in one of the hotel restaurants, then we went back to the room and made out again. This time I got to have it off 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 lubricating substance and safety from her handbag. But coming a quarter time is unmanageable, so after she 'd come, I finished off by jacking off over her face. I do like doing that, it makes me feel like a erotica star. Not that I 'd ever come out in porn, but I like the fantasy. Well is it a fancy ? I 'm living my phantasy, my fantasy is my realness !

Kiki did n't need to be anywhere early the next morning, so we spent more lazy time. I fucked her and went down on her a couple of times. Eventually, we had to train out and Kiki took me to her shoot. Then, we went back to the airdrome and flew home. When we got back home, she was President Kennedy again, and she seemed to be to a greater extent herself, in fact, she was a right bitch to me. Not only did she do all the horrible thing 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 very much sex the day before and that break of day, I think I might just have came without other aggravation again .