I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the covers so I could see the full richness which is her body. She really is the aphrodisiacal woman active ; I 'm not biased or anything. I was n't thinking about it then, but I really am blessed. I married Dr Kiki JFK, my favorite porn asterisk. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful erotica production company, and she encourages the gift ( the little girl anyway ) to fuck me. So I 've had a lot to compare her to and she is still the sexiest, I know this for a fact. So not yet XXX, smoking hot body, always horny, devastatingly reasoning ( the title `` Dr '' is for real, in corpuscle physics ), rich people, and she likes to part. 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 explain why in a 2nd. She reached over and handed me the room overhaul book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most wind up choice in the macrocosm, but the kitchens at a project hotel like this make it pretty delicious. And it was all expensed.

We were on a commercial enterprise trip, to Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` grownup television intelligence, '' the trade paper for the erotica industry, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's caller was paying for all of this, which is good, I would not have wanted to expend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in Ithiel Town. That $ 900 is just for their cheesy room, they had more expensive ones, but even their tacky room is about the nicest hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few gracious one traveling for Kiki 's commercial enterprise. As the CES was now over, this night had only cost the party $ 300. We were staying on for a romantic break.

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

So Kiki calls room armed service and orders our breakfast, then says, `` fourth dimension for a come up rite. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to arrive. Calling it a `` summoning rite '' goes back to a prison term in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the spot where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. somebody made a comment about that being a `` come up ritual '' and the gens stuck.

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

I like doing a lot of things, and a lot of them are my favorite, but this is particularly in force. I just lie there and be lazy, and her snatch works on my dick to induce me come. I can follow her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those dumbbell which had just been wrapped around my dick are perfect. 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 closed chain, I come, and Kiki says, `` Shit ! It worked too well. '' And laughed. I do n't think she 's amount yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to answer the room access. She 's said of that kimono, that it `` leaves a lot to be desired as clothing. '' My response is I do n't remember that 's its primary coil purpose. Its main purpose is to wrench me on, not that I usually need lots helper with that. The kimono is barely big enough to enclose around her boobs ; she usually lets it hang open. It's barely long enough to cover her pussy. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glimpses of what 's under it. It usually does n't stick on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her answer the door and interchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the room and says, `` You should cover yourself up. '' And flips a cover over me so my dick is no longer on display. Then, the waiter walks into the elbow room pushing the room service cart. I blush and pull the cover up further, before I register the waiter is a girl. She does n't obviously notice either of our province, I 'm sure she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very cheery fashion, and gets affair ready. Then, Kiki shows her out.

Kiki comes back into the sleeping room and the kimono is not fastened at all, and I 'm catching coup d'oeil of what 's under there. It had n't been fastened when the server was in the room either. I also notice a trail of cum running down her inner thigh. She 's carrying two script towels from the bathroom, she puts one down on the desk chair for me to sit on and one on the couch for her to sit on. I join her for breakfast. The breakfast is fantabulous, I like getting elbow room service breakfast at a fancy hotel, its one of biography 's gravid pleasure. As I said, naught particularly particular, bacon, bollock, potatoes, toast, coffee, pretty monetary standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the open kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the view as well, both of naked me, and of the strip outside the window. We 'd opened the pall to get a better view, so anyone looking our way would own gotten a pretty adept view as well. Though I 'm not certainly how seeable we 'd be really, the building 's a new fancy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windows are covered in reflective cinema to keep the sun out. Just opening the pall was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to pick out on shield menus to do matter, including setting the temperature, opening the curtain, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower, so you can have dessert. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use repast metaphors to suggest me going down on her, like, `` do you require an appetizer, '' or as in this sheath, `` having sweet. '' She 'd probably liked to give birth 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 accommodating, she 'll wash off up for me first.

That was my cue to go down to the gym. I 've got to hold fit, or I 'd never be able to hold back up with Kiki. 25 hour on a bike at the top of the aerobic zone should do it, around a 170 philia rate. That 's also a good 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 soaked workout gear, and I kick off my sneakers. She unfolds a big bathing tub towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a little pooped from my elbow grease, so that 's good. She licks up some of the sweat from over my breast bone, she 's a bit weird like that, but I 'm not going to bar her. She does move onto my tit, though that I really do n't like, so I make less appreciative stochasticity and she stops. Then she moves onto sweet, she climbs on my expression and plops her wet ( with her succus ), freshly washed pussy on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't take that much tone until I find some Sir Thomas More of her juices, it still tastes a bit plumb though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really lucky. But, pussy does savour best when it's not quite so new, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING puss, any pussy will do, Kiki 's is particularly special, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take long about coming. Then gets down and bosom me. This time she says, `` I love you Matt. '' I 'm still not used to this lovemaking matter, so I do n't immediately reply. 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 net long. She sighs and hugs me more, but she does proffer 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 things, this may be my darling, especially when Kiki does it for my welfare. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's unmanageable to both generate and receive at once, so we 'll designate one or other party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're free to be distracted, and not feel guilty about doing a poor job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a cock sucking to get me off. I really like a slit in my face while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't reckon I was doing such a good job, because I was distracted by the blowjob. Kiki is very distracting when my pecker is in her mouth, she seemed to be in a rushing, so was special distracting. It did n't ingest me long to total. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the rear of her head and rammed my cock as far as it could go into her mouth. I held her there as I pumped my cum down her throat, then I relaxed and there was a gasp from Kiki when she could breathe again.

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

My brain was still quite foggy, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm passably sure I do. She hugged me crocked and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go rinse off, then you should get in the shower bath, remember we have an appointment. '' Now I remembered, we had an appointee in the spa for later, that was why she was rushing me.

We got down to the spa, well ahead of the appointed time, as we 'd get to use their other facilities. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` Oriental '' theme, so we got served William Green tea while we had the consultation. They like you to take in a questionnaire, make sure you 're healthy enough for whatever. I 'm sure enough it's just the attorney wanting to cover the hotel 's ass, but that 's always the way it goes.

We got shown the facilities and then let loose. Unfortunately, this spa was segregated, there was a men 's side and a woman 's side. It also seemed that clothing, like swim underdrawers was the average. This is United States of America after all ; we 're an uptight bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be coalesce, and clothing of any variety was unusual. I like those, if I can bar from getting a hard on. That 's a proficient reason ( if a reason is needed ) to have got sex before going to a spa, so you 're less probably to get an embarrassing grueling on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydrotherapy pool, the usual sauna ( dry heat ) and steam room, and figure showers with digital control which gave you assorted `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when Arctic mist decided to spray freezing cold weewee 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 set aside a `` couples massage. '' It sounds like the setup for a sex prospect, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very specialize bed which can raise or gloomy ), Kiki is lying naked on the next table, we 're closelipped enough could hold manus if we wanted. Then the girl ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spread you with oil or cream and chance event you all over. With a couplet 's massage you have a buck private suite, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is therapeutic, not sexual, they poke and egg on you to make your brawn relax, they 'll poke and pry at clay sinew until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` felicitous ending, '' they carefully avoid your pecker or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all times. You 'd think having a girl stroke you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless mint, and your mind goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really skillful ft massage, then you end up as a puddle of goo on the tabular array, and it feels like you 've cheated on your wife. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that thoroughly, and she tickles my feet. ( Now, Cheri from craft services who sometimes works on Kiki 's product is an recreational masseuse and knows how to do that properly, but she 's not here. )

Now, we had the retinue to ourselves for about another hour. It had the two massage tables, as well its own rain shower, a lowly hydro-therapy pool, and a sauna. We decided on the sauna. The sweat room said 170 degrees, about norm for a sauna. I threw some water system on the rocks to give it a little humidness, and make it palpate even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top Bench. sauna 's have benches at various levels, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and perspire for a while, then you 'll go to cool off in the pool.

Kiki had a different idea, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the benches are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much red-hot than the air. ( I could explain the cathartic of that, Physics is my matter as well, I 've almost got my doctorate, but that 's not why you 're reading this. ) She knelt on the towel and went down on me. I was all floppy and decompress after the massage. I 'd managed to not get hard during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my cock modification its idea about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sauna, you 're missing out, it's unlike, and you get really sweaty. This clock time she was n't in a hurry, though I did have view I should get out of their before I expire from the heat. They recommend only 15 minutes at a sentence in a sweat room, all saunas have clocks to avail you there. So I know, twelve minutes later I come in Kiki 's backtalk, I was quite unlax about it this time, no holding and choking her. I flop back against the birch rod panelling behind me, then sit back up in a hurry when I get burnt by the panelling.

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Next we had reservations in the tea lounge up in the sky lobby on the 23rd floor. The lounge had great views of the landing strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental person melodic theme, the tea lounge was decorated all oriental, but served English language tea. Usually, I 'll drink coffee berry, but the tea made a variety, along with the scones and pastry dough and sandwiches. The English people seem to have very with child tea leaf, we were stuffed and went back to our room to recover.

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Finally, much later, the tea had settled and were hungry again, metre for dinner. We considered going to the fancy French restaurant on the 23rd floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the burger place down on the comic strip, in the hotel 's retail frontage. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet burgers. I was n't sure how you made a Burger epicure, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the background floor foyer, Kiki met somebody, and started talking to them.

I hung around and Kiki introduced me to the girl, Lisa. Then Kiki asked, `` You do n't heed if Lisa comes to dinner with us ? '' I did n't, that was usually the way Kiki introduced me to a new porn adept we were going to roll in the hay. I did n't recognize Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't know them all. In this casing, 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 early when they met in the lobby.

dinner was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato scrap in a beefburger before, but the celebrity chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be keen on each early. Lisa was a lesbian and liked watching Kiki 's lesbian picture, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's video seemed more genuine than the average out one. I did say, Kiki did like lesbian sex, even off camera. I had to add, I 'd seen her at it often enough.

At the end of the eventide, it seems that they 'd arranged for Lisa to occur back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just look out. We 'd had quite a few encounters which had started with that premise, they usually did n't end that way, and neither did this one. Kiki gave her a lap saltation, that 's so hot, that got me hard. Then Kiki went down on her, I love watching her do that, it gets me so hot. I 'm starting to experience left out here, but I have to pull up stakes them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no objections to that by then, my solely reservation was my hawkshaw was screaming at me to get in on the action mechanism, I had n't gotten any since the sauna. I just about managed to dismiss that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be punter for me in the long run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did appear to enjoy it, when I finally made her semen, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling mound on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and blew me, we did n't want to trouble oneself Lisa at that point. That was beneficial. Then, we all hugged for a patch, but eventually Lisa had to leave. 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 while to realize from the overly affectionate clues that she was horny. She knows letting me put to work that out on my own is n't a honest strategy. Sometimes a little more assertiveness on her part would n't go amiss. Since she came last, she 'd blown me three clip, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be pretty despairing by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her branch and did my best employment on her, until my jaw got old-hat. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .