I woke up, and Kiki smiled at me, kissed me, then leant forward again and fixed the catch around my neck.

She had said we could have a amorous day today, after yesterday 's action, I 'd asked if that could include using the leash and she 'd smiled. That dog collar was one of two collars I 'd bought her for her bachelor girl party, she 'd used the early one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and balls. That one only signified she owned my peter, this one signified she owned me, totally, heart, mind, eubstance, and soulfulness. I liked that, just like I liked how she 'd had `` dimension of Kiki '' inscribed in my wedding ring.

So I was hers. I was n't expecting us to do anything kinky, we 'd done plenty of that yesterday, but whatever we did, I 'd ( try ) to be thinking of just doing it for Kiki 's benefit, and Kiki was absolved of any responsibility to care about me and my desires. I like being Kiki's.

She lay back on the bed, spread her legs, and drew them up, then told me, `` Quickly, then make the flannel cake. '' beginning orderliness of business was to get Kiki off, but she was also impatient to get to breakfast, so I should n't take my time about it. In normal circumstance, I might be disappointed about the decree for quickness, I like to take my meter and enjoy the unconscious process, but such rumination was not allowed today. So I went down on her.

Going down on Kiki is still one of my favorite things to do, quick or not, but I tried to fulfill the remission, as best I could. Soon, she was moaning and writhing satisfactorily, then she came. I left her bland on the bed smiling vacantly, and went to my future undertaking, the pancakes.

I 'm a fairish cook, Kiki is most definitely not. She appreciates when I do cook for her, and seems to particularly like my flannel cake. I 'm happy to obligate in rule circumstances, today I was on a missionary station. I put on just the proscenium to protect myself. The apron has a scene of muscly man's torso on the nominal head and had been modified by the press department, it had a fuss through which my shaft could be accessed. My dick was of row, backbreaking. I may accept woken up hard, if I had n't I 'd deliver been punishing since I saw Kiki with the collar. My dick was poking through the flap, making it a little tent.

I had, sometimes, cooked wearing some of her lingerie, as a humiliation. While I do like being humiliated, that one never really worked for us. The idea turned me on, but the world fell mat, so the estimate got quietly dropped. But anyway, that was n't the kind of affair to do for today. Though if Kiki had mentioned she wanted it, we all know, I 'd get into whatever she said.

I 'm working away, and the pancakes are progressing nicely, when Kiki puts in an appearance. She 's wearing just some of her spindle heels, nothing else. It 's a look she feels well-to-do in, and that is one of my second favorite turnout. With my status for the day, she does n't sense the need to pimp to my whims. She 's rocking the 'just woke up'vibe, or maybe, the ‘ OMG, that was some get along'vibe. Either way, that 's aphrodisiacal on Kiki. Kiki just ca n't help but be sexy. Her long blond tomentum is messy for once though, but that doesn't detract, just makes her even sexier. I'm so lucky.

She walks into the kitchen, and kisses me. The heel put her at the right height to kiss easily, without the blackguard she 's a minuscule unforesightful than me. I 'm busy, so I ca n't put as much effort as I 'd wish into the kiss. She delves into the pother on the apron, and gives me a little squeeze. I moan appreciatively, but then she backs off and sits behind the breakfast bar. That leaves nothing to the imagination, as her knees part ; I try to concentrate on the cooking.

The pancake are successfully served, with blueberry for Kiki, mine have chocolate scrap. I go to remove the apron, and she smiles at me, then nods towards her infantry. That was an idea which arose at the Sami sentence as the lingerie, that I should `` serve '' her along with breakfast. That idea worked out better for us than the lingerie one.

So I shuck the proscenium and kneel under the breakfast bar, the only problem is Kiki again tells me, `` Quickly, '' this fourth dimension adding, `` Or it 'll get cold. '' My priority might get been different, but today, what Kiki wants, is what topic. So under the breakfast bar, I find a very wet kitty, between widely spread legs. If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to keep her counterpoise during all this, but that 's not what I was worrying about.

Again, I did get her off quickly, then I emerged from under the breakfast bar to eat my pancakes. Kiki was smiling and gripping the buffet. She had n't managed to eat much of the pancakes, but had spilt some syrup ( blueberry sirup ) on the counter. I wiped up the spill, then sat down side by side to Kiki to savour my flapcake, where she squeezed my butt. I 'm glad, but I'm getting pretty horny.

After I finished, Kiki decided she wanted a bathtub and a massage. I went to draw the bath, while Kiki lingered over the go of her pancakes. I came back and picked her up, she held me around the neck, and I carried her to the toilet. She 's quite nice, so that 's not a problem for me, she likes me carrying her like that.

In the can, she kicked off her shoes, and I set her pile in the tub. Then, I set about washing her, that 's something which maybe should be demeaning and degrading, just what I like to do, but it 's not. That's not what the routine on is, it 's uplifting, I 'm getting to experience her all over. I like that, she appreciates that, she relaxed and sighed as I worked. Soapy hands running over defenseless material body, particularly over breast, is very animal. It was certainly turning me on more, I started to recollect I might just explode if something did n't happen, but I did n't bother Kiki with that detail.

After the bath, I toweled her dry and picked her up again, and set her down on the bed. She rolled over onto her front, so I could get to knead. After some experimenting, we'd found she liked me massaging her, so she 'd drive me a track on how to do it properly, so I 'm a demonstrate massage healer now. Of course, there are some matter I do n't do by the book, like proper draping ( I do n't extend her at all ), and my hands can be more than intimate than you 're supposed to be ( with maybe a happy ending for Kiki ). I 'd be arrested if I charged money for the service. It 's actually overall easier if we use the massage table ( which is folded up in the press currently, $ 60 on virago, amazing ), but some things you can do better on the bed.

So anyway, I get the jojoba oil and worked on her delts ( articulatio humeri ), which made her suspire contentedly. She got a lot of tension in her shoulders, typical for a big stab like a CEO. I use my `` limited massage peter '' on her neck and articulatio humeri. That 's what she calls it when I whack her with my steady putz. That was a trick the first time I did it, but it seems the feel of being pounded with a hard, yet yielding putz is quite an effective technique. It does n't usually do anything for me, but today I think I ca n't do that too much, or I 'll get my `` particular massage cream '' all over her. That 's something you ca n't do using the very massage table.

So I move on down her spinal column, and onto one of my favorites, her glutes ( fag ). I pay particular attending to the glutes, whether they need it or not. Kiki 's never complained about that. Then down onto her hamstrings, the back of the thigh. If I 'm trying to get her a happy ending, my hands will roam further up her internal thigh, but today I 'm just ribbing, so again she sighs as I move down her peg again. I just experience so well-chosen massaging Kiki, I have a permagrin on my typeface, I 'm not sure as shooting why I like it so much, it 's so carnal, and it probably solicitation to my slavish side, serving her like that.

Now it 's time for her to turn over, so I can do her front. I notice there 's a low damp maculation where she was lying. She could have asked me to get her off at anytime, and I 'd be felicitous to oblige, but for now, she 's content with the teasing. I 'm for certain she 'll get to that later. I 'm also hoping, she 'll get to my operose on sometime, it 's feeling like it 's going to explode, sooner rather than later.

So on the front, I start paying attention to her pecs. Now on a cleaning woman, the tit are on top of the pectoral muscle, so that 's just an excuse to spiel with her boobs some. Again, Kiki has never objected to that. Now, I still think that Kiki 's boobs are the most consummate in existence. Now, I do know what missive they are, 32DDD, she 's sylphlike so while they 're not totally walloping compared to others, they look really big and stand out. I like them.

I move down and onto her quads ( thigh ), again paying particular attention to her inner second joint, but just teasing her. The wet fleck has grown by now, she 's definitely horny, that 's really obvious, her legs seemingly have a mind of their own and have spread to uncover her very wet ( shaved of course, ) pussy.

Finally, I get to her infantry. Feet is how this bathing/massage affair started. We both found it very sensual when I washed and massaged her invertebrate foot. Not to mention the licking and toe suck. So I thoroughly massaged her feet, to an accompaniment of moans, such that you might cerebrate she was actually getting soundly fucked. Then, I started on the licking and the sucking, thoroughly exploring each toe and the stallion foot, Kiki was sounding like she might burst. Though I was worrying about me just exploding anytime soon, I did manage to finish, unexploded, and knelt at her groundwork waiting for her future whim.

Kiki sighed contentedly, and stretched languidly. She looked at me, with dreamy one-half closed eyes, and beckoned me to her. She opened her moth invitingly, and I knelt following to her head. Her mouth took me in, ( another thing that 's difficult with the real massage tabular array, ) and fuck ! I did explode. I came in her mouth instantly. Then collapsed onto the bed.

Now, if you really want to analyze that, it may not be Kiki being altruistic, as that might look. It could be purely selfish, giving blowjobs is her favorite sex act, a fact I 'm eternally thankful for, I could find guilty that I didn't give her a chance to savor it, but that here and now, there was very little happening in my mental capacity. ( She may also has another motive we 'll see later. )

So I 'm lying there, pretty much out of it, when I feel something poking me. When I look, Kiki is lying there, smiling, propped up on one elbow. When she sees she has my aid, she exaggeratedly flops onto her dorsum and points over to the easy chair in the recess. I know what that means, but I first had to get up off the bed, not an slowly thing in my current condition.

Well, Kiki wants it, and that 's my current job, what she wants. So I make the big effort to get up, then manage to pick her up again and carry her over to the professorship. She 's not helping ; she 's totally boneless after the massage. I can revalue that, a good massage will do that to you, and Kiki does like my massages. The death chair is the favored way for both of us to get oral sex. You can sit there and keep an eye on the early working away between your legs, if you 're on the bed, you do n't see that. Kneeling in front of the former, to go down on them is such a spell on, that is my deary favorite matter to do.

Even better when she says, `` Take your time. '' That really is my favorite, I get to relish myself. I 'm doing Kiki 's bidding, but it does n't mean I ca n't enjoy it as well. I enjoy doing whatever she wants, but this is everlasting. She 's slumped in the chair, her butt half-hanging off the seat, and her legs spread as wide as they 'll go. Perfect for easy memory access, she 's so prepare for this, that practically is obvious. She 's so juicy, and her mouth are open and puffy, and her button is peeking out.

I start really gently, if I 'm not careful, she 'll explode. Danger ! Unexploded Kiki ! That thought wanders across my encephalon, not a great deal else is going on up there, I 'm concentrating on doing this right. I manage to not immediately set her off, and set about teasing her as often as possible. She writhed around, and moaned, seemingly desperate to hail. I 'm sure she was, but she does seem to like it if I draw this out as much as potential, so that 's what I did.

But eventually, I could n't delay the inevitable any longer, she came. She screamed, went rigid with her butt off the behind, then slumped back onto the chair, boneless and silent. I kept my station, kneeling between her leg, smiling up at her, waiting for another whim. She stirs, smiles down at me and says, `` Fuck me. ``

That 's her other motive for blowing me earlier, I 'm going to give her a much better piece of ass if I do n't immediately explode on entering her. After performing my favorite activity on her, I 'm hard of class, and fucking Kiki is one of my favorite things to do, though I think the going down her just edges it out, but it 's faithful there.

Again, I get to peck up the boneless Kiki, and place her gently on the bed. None of her muscles seem to be working either, except for her smile muscle. She 's still smiling a very vacant grin at me. The smile has been a permanent regular this dawning, she 's usually a happy smiley somebody, just another one of the affair I like about Kiki.

So I try to do it the way she likes it best, I enter her gently and she sighs and mellow even further into the bed. Then light assuage thrusting to get her warmed up, when the signs are right, I speed up, then she's coming. Now it's time to go all out, this won't last long, it can't last long before I'll collapse, I just hope I can prevent it up long enough for both of us to come again.

She's hardly finished coming, and she's coming again, that's serious I'm getting close, to both coming, and collapsing from enfeeblement. Kiki's orgasm portmanteau word into a thirdly, which pushes me over the edge, I come inside of her, then I collapse into a sweaty panting heap on top of Kiki.

We're both out of it after that, but I regain some of my mental capacity, and considering the new found enthusiasms from yesterday, I summon up the energy to proceed. Kiki makes a disappointed interrogative speech sound when she feels me moving off of her. She does like being pinned under me like that, but I hope she'll like this better.

I move down and open her legs, then dive into her messy unfastened twat. She makes another interrogative speech sound, this one sounds much more approving, followed by"Oooooh."What little breathing spell she has, goes out of her, and what little muscle control she had, fails, and she's again thaw into the bed again.

I'm not thinking much, but what I'm thinking is along the strain of"I love Kiki,"and"Kiki loves this."So the ratiocination of the syllogism is,"I love this."( I'm not sure the logic actually holds up, but I don't guardianship. ) So I'm not finding it degrading, but uplifting, and a turn on. I'm still not fond of the taste, but I can live with that.

It 's not yearn before she comes, and I move back up to hug her. It 's a while before her eyes flutter open, she 's been smiling all along, but now the smile grows as she sees me watching her. She reaches down and contract my hard on, it had grown while I 'd gone down on her, and was poking her second joint. She manages to raise her head teacher, and see towards the well-fixed president, and says, `` blowjob. ``

As I said, a blowjob is her favorite, and that 's what she wants to do now, I 'm happy about that. Not that I'd ever object to a cock sucking, it ranks right up there with fucking on my tilt of favorite affair to do. So I pick her up, go to the professorship, and set her John L. H. Down in front of me, before sitting down, and letting her do her matter. I 'm watching her kneeling naked between my pegleg, that 's so hot. She reaches for my peter, grasps it and leans forward to involve me into her mouth.

I 've said it before, she gives the unspoilt cock sucking in the world. I know this for a fact, and today 's blowjob was her very intimately. She was taking her time to enjoy it, I know what that 's like, and being on the receiving end of it was totally head blowing. And my brain was blown, repeatedly, along with my dick. I was the one writhing and moaning this clock time, I was sweating harder than after the fuck.

Finally, she lets me number. I 've no bones, or muscle left to use by this fourth dimension, and I just melt into the chairwoman. When my brain start to fall, she 's sitting on my thigh, watching me, she sees me unfastened my eyes and leans forward to hug me. That 's nice. Then, she reaches forward and reaches for the collar, and asks, `` You do n't take care if take this off, do you ? I want you back as you. ``

I 'm not going to object to anything she wants, but I have n't regained the office of language yet, so I grunt, in a negative manner, I do n't mind. So she removes the collar. I 'm not going to be upright for anything for a patch anyway. But, Kiki is turned on by the blow job. I notice her rubbing her pussy on my thigh and leaving a wet lead, I think about trying to assist her with that, but she just tells me, `` No, you just lie there. '' Then, she starts rubbing herself on my thigh, that 's different. Then, she adds some finger, feeling her clit to help her.

It was quite some show. I was starting to believe, I might be able-bodied to get interested, when she comes and collapses on top of me. I think we 're both pretty much done for now. We lay like that for a while, before we got up the strength to get back to bed. Then, we just cuddled for virtually of the rest period of the day. I did go down on her a few times, and she got on top of me to get me off. It was a right day.

I think, I hope, Kiki was doing all that just for her own enjoyment, that 's what I wanted. But, if she 'd asked me what my perfect day of her indulging me was, it 'd plough out pretty similar. I 'm never sure with Kiki if she 's doing something for my, or her, benefit. Maybe that 's why we work so well together, it works out for both of us. I do be intimate her a lot, and the sex certainly helps .