“ You could tie me up."

Kiki's reception was unexpectedly enthusiastic,"Oooh, thank you ! You've never asked me to tie you up before. You know how much I love that."

Actually, I didn't, and I hadn't though of that. As usual, the post here is a bit complicated. Kiki may, or may not, have tied me up before, depending on your full stop of view, it was Kennedy, Kiki's alter-ego that had done the tying. I didn't know that Kiki, as Kiki, not Kennedy, liked to do it, she'd never said. Sometimes, she's just too accommodating for her own thoroughly. If she's said she wanted to do that, I'd have been all for it.

So it's Kennedy who'd usually do the tying up, and she was justly though, I'd never asked. Kennedy will do affair to me, like the tying up, I don't ask, I don't get a say in it, I like it like that. But in this suit, I'd been looking forward to this moment.

We'd just bought ourselves a house together, our slice of the suburban dream. Well Kiki provided virtually of the money, her porn production company is where the money comes from ; it's doing very well. Money is not my strength in this man and wife, she does sometimes foretell me her `` kept man, '' I like that.

I'd finally convey my doctorate, and I'd found a new view at a school down in L.A., near Kiki's company. The new shoal didn't have quite such a good reputation as my old one, but it was a hell of a lot closer to Kiki. That was the important thing. The new school had some occupy political platform, and I got to work on a crossbreeding over between particle aperient ( in which I'd done my doctorate ) and GR, which was also a fascination of mine. Gravitational Wave acceleration, fascinating, but I'm sure you don't care.

So now we were living in the same city, we went looking for a house. We found this one, which was within walking space of Kiki's company ( though this being L.A., I'm surely I'd be arrested if I did try to walk there, no one pass in L.A. ), and was only XV minutes from the new school. Or half an hour on a bike. I preferred the bike ; it helps keep me fit. The Angelenos in the department think I'm crazy, the foreigners think it's no big deal.

One of the thing I particularly did like about the new sign of the zodiac was the breakfast bar. It was a lot like the breakfast bar in Kennedy's apartment at schooling, the one she'd tie me up to. So naturally, when we're standing in the animation room, surrounded by moving boxes, the kid was staying with Kiki 's parents, and we wondering what to do next, I suggest that, and she says that about how a good deal she enjoys it.

So I 'm a bit puzzled, `` I did n't. ``

'' Did n't what ? '' She 's a bit puzzled as well.

'' Did n't know you liked tying me up, and I like when I do n't have to ask. ``

'' Oh. '' She sounds paying attention, then adds, `` New beginnings. '' That had been theme between us while we were sign of the zodiac hunting, this was a new beginning for us. We were starting our sprightliness as a duet properly. accommodation could be made, in this character Kiki was assimilating some more of Kennedy 's position. Though we never actually talk over Kennedy, who Kiki referred to as `` the beef, '' I think Kiki would favor President John F. Kennedy left us alone.

She smiled her shy, innocent, smile. Somewhat incongruous that, Kiki being shy and devoid, and said, `` I 'll try not to ask in future. '' That sounded good to me, but then she rather spoilt the effect by asking,"And then what ?"

Like I said, I'm not used to enumerating my illusion, I'm not usually asked, but subjected to Jack Kennedy's whimsey, but we 're starting on the new start, so I say,"Then you blow me, and I lick you, and you blow me again."That would be just about a perfect bondage sitting, with none of the pain and humiliation that usually goes with it. The bondage is what I really like, the rest I could maybe do without.

Kiki looks me up and down in that manner which suggests I have too many clothes on, so I remedy that and now I'm naked. And surd of course. Kiki is smiling most enthusiastically, then excitedly asks,"Which box are the toy dog in ?"I had no idea, Kiki was keeping the armory on her laptop. But, she seemed to own an theme and delved into a dyad of corner, before fishing out the toybox.

She comes back with the toybox, grinning, sets it down, kisses me and again says,"Thank you !"She does fathom so enthusiastic, it's infectious. She nods to the breakfast bar, and I turn around and occupy up my usual positioning, legs ranch, dick below, leaning over the top.

Kiki efficiently ties me up with the Velcro cuffs, and adds the spreader bar ( those were some of the first presents I ever bought for Kennedy International Airport ), and I'm helpless. There's some rustling, and sounds of delving in boxes behind me, I can't see what's going on.

Then, Kiki appears in battlefront of me, where I can see her. She's eating away just that lily-white leather mini skirt, my preferent, though it is draping a bit weirdly, and also some stiletto heel heels. She is carrying the sawbuck whiplash though, which is the totem of great power in these scenes, I really don't like it being used on me, and it'll induce a safeword if it is.

I'm not for certain I like where this is going, but the being helpless part is another bit I really like, which Kiki then reminds me of,"You do remember how this works, don't you ? You don't get a say in this, I get to do what I want."That had the desired upshot, it turns me on like crazy, and to reward the stop she swishes the lash. Sometimes I think that sort of thing is going to have me descend on its own.

Then, she raises the skirt and I see she's wearing the strap-on dildo. That's what was causing the skirt to hang shady. That's another part of these scenes I'm entirely diffident about, but the burden is turning me on even more.

She drops the skirt back, and swishes the lash some more, before announcing,"I do so enjoy this, and hearing you cry."well, I'm glad I could help her, but I still hate the painfulness. But, she does sound so enthusiastic about it. Then she asks me,"Will you let me ?"Smiling evilly, and looking at the whip, then adds,"Please, please. I so want to."

Her enthusiasm reminds me of a Japanese gum anime fibre for some reason, they get really over the top. But as I said, it is infectious, so I hear myself saying,"OK."I'm not sure I fully thought that through.

But she squeals happily, and kisses me, very enthusiastically, before going behind me and whacking me a few times."OW ! OW ! OW ! !"That whip really does sting like a motherfucker, I hate it, if it weren't for Kiki asking so nicely like that, I'd be rapidly thinking of the safeword.

But, she stops and comes back to my straits,"Ohh ! Thank you !"Then kisses me a myriad times, and says,"That turns me on so much."Then again with the"Thank you"s.

I'm grin, pleased to sustain pleased Kiki so much. I do like pleasing her ; I do love her. I'm not thinking lots, until a few more whacks land on my ass. whoreson that's bad,"OWWW ! OWW ! ! ! OWWW ! ! !"But again, she stops and comes back to give thanks me. I'm feeling kinda disoriented by the change between whacks and thank yous, and she is enjoying it so much I don't want to fluff her fun.

Then more belt, but after a few"OW"s, I kinda zone out. It's a bit like a spell I get into sometimes after a lot of sex. affair get really very hazy.

Next matter I know is Kiki is sounding disquieted,"matte ? Matt ? Are you alright ?"

I don't know if I'm alright, I feel like I've been turned upside down and inside out, I love her so much, it just wants to collapse. I ask her,"Hug me."Quietly.

She does hug me, and I do burst, something overflows and I just say,"Thank you, thank you, thank you."I'm almost as enthusiastic as she was. It 's such a weird reaction on my part, I think I 'm going to have to do that again. Wyrd, I know, I 'm thinking I want to get whacked, and with that evil horse party whip. honey does weird things to me, so does trouble it seems.

She looks a bit strangely at me, I'm grinning a really goofy smiling, then she asks me a interrogative, this time she sounds more like the normal Kiki, not the enthusiastic anime girl."I know a blow job was next on your list, but would you mind licking me ? I'm really turned on."

That was sort of weird, not only am I totally not going to object to licking her, I never do, but as I said, she can be too diffident for her own good. But also, being asked while tied up, almost spoilt the scene, I like it when she makes up my mind for me. So I answer,"Why would I ? Though I like it when you don't ask."

She says,"Oh, sorry."Then pulls up the dining mesa to present herself something to lie on, and lies down on it in forepart of me. The strap-on has gone somewhere, she's no longer wearing it. Then, she pushes her slit into my typeface and take off's rubbing me over her, just like I like her ( or usually Kennedy ) doing to me. She gets off in no time, and I'm happy, I'm for certain I'll get more of a chance to do more than later.

I wait, staring at her juicy cunt, tantalizingly close to my olfactory organ. Eventually she stirs, and sounds more relaxed now. She turns around, and kisses me, and again says,"Thank you."In a rather dreamy representative she says,"Blow job ?"I nod enthusiastically.

She gets off the table, and I hear her under the board, then feel her mouthpiece on my dick. Then whoah ! I'm coming. Again, it felt like something burst, this time through my dick.

I'm just about out of it, but I do hear a cough and a gurgle, then a laugh. Kiki appears,"Wound up were we ?"I must have been, but at that point I really didn't care about much, I just smiled an even cockamamy grin. She does ask,"Lick next ?"She 's going down my lean, I'm too out of it to apprize the question, so she climbs on the table and presents herself to me.

I find enough mind office to do some trade good on her. She does seem to revalue it. When she finally does do, she manages to turn around to kiss me, before throwing her weapon around my neck and snuggling while collapsing. That was nice.

When future she stirs, she says, `` cock sucking ? '' That was a question, to which there 's only one response, I nod enthusiastically. I 'm already hard after getting her off, that does turn me on. She oozes off the table, rather unsteadily and disappears from purview. The cock sucking does n't set about, but I hear some rustling, then she comes back into view and shows me the strap-on beneath the doll. Telling me, `` I almost forgot about this. You know how a lot I love this. '' Again, I did n't make love Kiki, rather than John Fitzgerald Kennedy, did like doing that. Again, she was the enthusiastic Zanzibar copal girl again. She leant down and kissed me excitedly again, several times.

Then she asked, still excitedly, `` Can I ? Can I ? Can I ? ``

I usually did n't like admitting to liking the dildo, but she was so enthusiastic, I just had to let her, so told her, `` OK. ''

Again she squealed, and she bounced out of vista, and there was a break, and the speech sound of squirting lube, while she kept up a commentary about how practically she liked doing this to me. `` Mild discomfort '' is how I 've described this act before from my peak of perspective, but today, I really did n't listen. It did n't bother me at all, apart from turning me on so much. It usually did, but the discomfort and the abasement would trouble me. Now I did n't sense humiliated, but loved, and no uncomfortableness. Physically it did n't really do anything for me, but spiritually it was wonderful.

She finished, and I was grinning, I 'd actually enjoyed that, with her obvious enthusiasm. She came round to where I could see her, she saw my smiling and frowned, asking, `` Sorry, did n't I do that rightfield ? '' I was usually in bust by this metre, it 's the abasement I usually like ( I 'm screwed up like that ).

I want to put her concern to rest, so said, `` No, I enjoyed that, and your ebullience. '' Then grinned some more.

She seemed surprised, but happy, so then asked, `` Blow job now ? ``

I thought of a hurt ass answer, I do n't see what other answer I could give way to that, but decided on a serious, `` Yes please. '' But then added the wise ass bit anyway, `` You may have noticed, I like blow jobs. '' I was also mightily turned on after the ass fucking. It usually turned me on, but after actually enjoying it, wow !

So she does blow me, she does her usual indescribably good job of it. I know for a fact that she gives the best C Book of Job in the world. It was all honest, bondage, and blowjobs, and light wench, and a totally sexy Kiki, the spicy girl in the world. ( I 'm not biased, she really is. ) And I 'd just come not so long ago, so I did n't immediately amount this metre, just melted into a moaning heap as she teased me forever.

But, she did n't pretend me come, not that I noticed this fact, until she stopped. I let out an worsen moan, but then she whacked me a couple of prison term with the lash, undid the cuffs on my wrists and stood there while I undid the rest of the bonds.

When I was spare, she stuck her tongue out at me, taunting me. There was something she wanted, and she was trying to put me in the good frame of psyche to get it. I was never one to deny Kiki anything, so I reached out and grabbed the back of her head. I entwined my fingers in her haircloth and dragged her John L. H. Down to my dick. What she wanted was a rough in fucking, so I let my primitive side take over.

Still holding her head, I rammed my dick as far into her mouth as I could get it. She made satisfying gurgling strait to go with it. I pulled out, and she gasped for breathing place. I pull her fine-tune onto the flooring and knelt between her clear wooden leg. With my former hand I roughly fingered her pussy, she was sopping wet as expected, and moaned at the discussion. Then, I took my dick and rammed it in her kitty-cat. She started to add up immediately.

I did n't let that distract me, but pounded away as hard as I could, soon she was coming again, I started thinking about joining her finally, so when she came again, so did I. Then collapsed my full system of weights on top of her. I was pretty very much gasping for intimation by that time, it 's a workout going at her that hard.

I feel myself being hugged, so I roll over holding her tight, hugging her back. Breathlessly, she sighs, `` Thank you. Only you can make me finger so used, and so loved at the same clip. '' I was out of it, but enough of that filtered through to urinate my substance sing again. God, I love Kiki.

We lay together for a while, recovering, then Kiki took my handwriting and put it on her vile wet pussy. Her pussy still felt very concerned. Then she asked me, `` With your new found enthusiasms, would you like to lick it out of me ? '' Then she added, `` I do love it sooo much when you do that, would you delight, please ? ``

Again, Kiki had never showed any enthusiasm for me licking up the tidy sum, it was Kennedy who liked me doing that, and took every opportunity to make me do it. I could never accept to liking that, even if it turned me on so much, and again I liked the way kennedy would force me to. But again, Kiki 's enthusiasm was infectious, I could n't refuse Kiki anything she wanted, so going down on her sounded like a tremendous idea.

I still did n't like the gustation, but Kiki 's reaction made it all worthwhile, I do so much like pleasing Kiki, and I wish she ask me for more. So when she 's come, and we 're hugging, she says, `` We can have a romantic day tomorrow. Just the two of us in bed all day. How 's that ? ``

I was all for the idea, I smiled at that, but I wondered if it could be even better. I looked away, embarrassed, shy again, and asked, `` Could you, err, use the shoe collar ? '' I was talking about a bondage collar I 'd bought for her, it showed she owned me, but I was never one to ask for things like that. Kiki smiled, but did n't say anything.

We still had a lot of unpacking to do, and that 's what we did for the balance of the day, except for the sentence we fucked, and I went down on her, and she gave me a cock sucking. We did finish up the unpacking, and we very tired by the time we got to bed. We just hugged ; we must take been tired .