I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the covers so I could see the full magnificence which is her body. She really is the sexiest woman awake ; I 'm not biased or anything. I was n't thinking about it then, but I really am blessed. I married Dr Kiki Kennedy, my favorite porn star. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful pornography production company, and she encourages the talent ( the girl anyway ) to eff me. So I 've had a lot to compare her to and she is still the aphrodisiac, I know this for a fact. So not yet XXX, smoking hot body, always horny, devastatingly healthy ( the form of address `` Dr '' is for real, in atom natural philosophy ), ample, 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 explicate why in a second. She reached over and handed me the room divine service book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most sex choice in the reality, but the kitchens at a go for hotel like this make it pretty delicious. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business trip, to Las Lope de Vega, for the AVN appearance. ( AVN is `` adult video recording News, '' the patronage paper for the porno diligence, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's fellowship was paying for all of this, which is secure, I would not stimulate wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in townsfolk. That $ 900 is just for their cheap elbow room, they had more expensive single, but even their cheap elbow room is about the nicest hotel way I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few decent ones traveling for Kiki 's business. As the CES was now over, this night had only cost the company $ 300. We were staying on for a quixotic break.

As Lope Felix de Vega Carpio hotels go, this was a Weird one. It was very conveniently located on the center of the strip, just a monorail hop away from the convention center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no cassino. It 's like an oasis of sanity in the thick of the foolishness which is Vegas. Being a Californian, I never really appreciated `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the number one time. People still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room service and orderliness our breakfast, then says, `` time for a summons ritual. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to arrive. Calling it a `` summons ritual '' goes back to a time in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the dot where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. person made a remark about that being a `` marshal rite '' and the name 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 cock she popped it in her mouth briefly to get it good and wet, then rubbed her boobs 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 prison term when my hawkshaw is sticking out from between her dope, her mouth 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 good it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully work this growth, she 's at it again, this time with her pussy. She 's on top of me, fucking me.

I like doing a lot of things, and a lot of them are my ducky, but this is particularly effective. I just lie there and be lazy, and her pussy works on my dick to make me come. I can view her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those tit which had just been wrapped around my cock 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 tintinnabulation, I come, and Kiki says, `` Shit ! It worked too well. '' And laughed. I do n't mean she 's follow yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to answer the threshold. 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 purpose. Its primary role is to plough me on, not that I usually need much assistance with that. The kimono is barely big enough to wrap around her boobs ; she usually lets it hang unfold. It's barely long enough to underwrite her kitty-cat. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glimpse of what 's under it. It usually does n't stay on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her do the door and interchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the elbow 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 room pushing the room service pushcart. I blush and pull the covers up further, before I register the server is a girl. She does n't obviously notification either of our United States Department of State, I 'm surely she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very sunny manner, and gets things ready. Then, Kiki shows her out.

Kiki comes back into the bedchamber 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 waiter was in the room either. I also notice a lead of cum running down her inner thigh. She 's carrying two mitt towels from the john, she puts one down on the desk electric chair for me to sit on and one on the sofa for her to sit on. I join her for breakfast. The breakfast is excellent, I like getting room service breakfast at a go for hotel, its one of life 's great pleasures. As I said, nothing particularly extra, Viscount St. Albans, orchis, white potato, goner, coffee, pretty standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the undefended kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the view as well, both of naked me, and of the strip outside the windowpane. We 'd opened the curtain to get a better view, so anyone looking our way would consume gotten a pretty good eyeshot as well. Though I 'm not trusted how seeable we 'd be really, the construction 's a new fancy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windows are covered in brooding film to keep the sun out. Just opening the curtains was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to take on CRT screen menus to do matter, including setting the temperature, opening the curtains, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go cascade, so you can have dessert. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use meal metaphors to suggest me going down on her, like, `` do you require an appetizer, '' or as in this shell, `` having dessert. '' She 'd probably liked to deliver 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 up for me first.

That was my cue to go down to the gym. I 've got to hold back fit, or I 'd never be able to keep up with Kiki. 25 proceedings on a bike at the top of the aerophilic zone should do it, around a 170 heart pace. That 's also a dependable way to get really sweaty, so I get back to the way with my shirt totally soaked. Kiki 's just getting out of the shower, and goes, `` Mmmm. ``

She strips off my sozzled exercise cogwheel, and I kick off my sneakers. She unfolds a big bathroom towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a footling pooped from my effort, so that 's good. She licks up some of the sweat from over my knocker off-white, she 's a bit weird like that, but I 'm not going to discontinue her. She does move onto my mamilla, though that I really do n't like, so I make less appreciative stochasticity and she stops. Then she moves onto dessert, she climbs on my case and plops her wet ( with her juices ), freshly washed pussy on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't take that lots look until I find some Sir Thomas More of her juices, it still tastes a bit clean though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really lucky. But, pussy does try best when it's not quite so refreshful, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING snatch, any cunt will do, Kiki 's is particularly peculiar, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't bring long about coming. Then gets down and embrace me. This clip she says, `` I love you Matt. '' I 'm still not used to this lie with thing, so I do n't immediately answer. 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 last long. She sighs and hugs me more, but she does propose 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 front-runner, especially when Kiki does it for my benefit. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's difficult to both give and receive at once, so we 'll delegate one or other party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're free to be distracted, and not feel shamed about doing a poor job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a blowjob to get me off. I really like a kitty-cat in my face while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't think I was doing such a good job, because I was distracted by the blowjob. Kiki is very distracting when my tool is in her mouth, she seemed to be in a precipitation, so was spare distracting. It did n't contain me long to come. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the vertebral column of her head and rammed my dick 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 pant from Kiki when she could breathe again.

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

My brain was still quite bleary, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm pretty sure I do. She hugged me crocked and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go wash off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an naming. '' Now I remembered, we had an date 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 '' melodic theme, so we got served green tea while we had the reference. They like you to fill in a questionnaire, make sure you 're sizeable enough for whatever. I 'm sure 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 face and a woman 's slope. It also seemed that wear, like swim shorts was the norm. This is America after all ; we 're an uptight bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in EU, they 'd be desegregate, and wearable of any kind was strange. I like those, if I can break off from getting a hard on. That 's a good understanding ( if a ground is needed ) to deliver sex before going to a spa, so you 're less likely to get an embarrassing grueling on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydrotherapy pond, the common sauna ( dry heat ) and steam room, and figure exhibitor with digital controls which gave you various `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when Arctic mist decided to spray freezing cold water system over me, I got more wary of what it was doing.

Then it was clock 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 prospect, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very specialise bed which can stir or down in the mouth ), Kiki is lying naked on the next mesa, we 're ending enough could hold hands if we wanted. Then the lady friend ( the masseuses, we have one each ) counterpane you with oil or emollient and stroke you all over. With a couplet 's massage you have a individual suite, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not titillating. The massage is therapeutic, not sexual, they poke and prod you to make your heftiness relax, they 'll poke and poke at stiff brawn until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` felicitous ending, '' they carefully avoid your dick or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all times. You 'd think having a female child separatrix you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless heap, and your mind goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really commodity foot massage, then you end up as a puddle of goo on the table, and it feels like you 've cheated on your wife. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that adept, and she tickles my feet. ( Now, Cheri from craft Robert William Service who sometimes works on Kiki 's productions is an amateur masseuse and knows how to do that properly, but she 's not here. )

Now, we had the rooms to ourselves for about another time of day. It had the two massage table, as well its own exhibitor, a small hydro-therapy pond, and a sauna. We decided on the sauna. The sauna said 170 degrees, about norm for a sauna. I threw some piss on the sway to afford it a little humidness, and fix it feel even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top terrace. sauna 's have bench at diverse levels, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a while, then you 'll go to cool off in the pool.

Kiki had a dissimilar theme, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the terrace are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could explicate the physics of that, purgative is my thing 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 diskette and relax after the massage. I 'd managed to not get hard during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my dick alteration its psyche about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a cock sucking in a sweat room, you 're missing out, it's different, and you get really sweaty. This metre she was n't in a hurry, though I did get thoughts I should get out of their before I expire from the estrus. They recommend only 15 minutes at a clip in a sauna, all saunas have redstem storksbill to help oneself you there. So I know, twelve arcminute later I come in Kiki 's mouth, I was quite make relaxed 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 arriere pensee in the tea lounge up in the sky lobby on the 23rd floor. The lounge had nifty views of the funnies, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental person theme, the tea waiting room was decorated all oriental, but served English language tea. Usually, I 'll drink coffee, but the tea made a change, along with the scones and pastries and sandwiches. The English people seem to have very weighty teas, 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, time for dinner party. We considered going to the image French restaurant on the 23rd floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the burger place down on the landing strip, in the hotel 's retail frontage. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet Warren E. Burger. I was n't sure how you made a burger bon vivant, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the ground trading floor third house, 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 listen if Lisa comes to dinner with us ? '' I did n't, that was usually the way Kiki introduced me to a new erotica star we were going to fuck. I did n't agnize Lisa as a pornography actress, but then I do n't roll in the hay them all. In this causa, Lisa turned out to be not a erotica actress, she was the waitress who 'd delivered our breakfast this morning time. Kiki and her had recognized each other when they met in the lobby.

dinner party was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato chips in a burger before, but the fame chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be keen on each other. Lisa was a tribade and liked watching Kiki 's lesbian videos, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's videos seemed more genuine than the fair one. I did say, Kiki did like sapphic sex, even off television camera. I had to add, I 'd seen her at it often enough.

At the end of the eve, it seems that they 'd arranged for Lisa to come back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just keep an eye on. 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 dance, 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 feel left out here, but I have to leave alone them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no protest to that by then, my sole reservation was my prick was screaming at me to get in on the action, I had n't gotten any since the sauna. I just about managed to disregard that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be better for me in the long run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did seem to savor it, when I finally made her seminal fluid, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling heap on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and fluff me, we did n't require to trouble oneself Lisa at that point. That was sound. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to leave. She said, she 'd try to come in 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 hint that she was horny. She knows letting me work that out on my own is n't a sound strategy. Sometimes a piffling more self-assertiveness on her persona would n't go amiss. Since she came last-place, she 'd bollix me three times, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be pretty desperate by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her peg and did my honest workplace on her, until my jaw got tired. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .