I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the covers so I could see the entire magnificence which is her dead body. She really is the sexy woman alive ; 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 dearie smut star. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porno production troupe, and she encourages the endowment ( the girls anyway ) to fuck 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 sound ( the claim `` Dr '' is for actual, in atom physics ), rich people, 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 explain why in a second. She reached over and handed me the room service account book, I had a feeling over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most exciting choice in the world, but the kitchens at a fancy hotel like this make it pretty delicious. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business head trip, to Las Vegas, for the AVN appearance. ( AVN is `` grownup telecasting News, '' the trade report for the porn industry, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's fellowship was paying for all of this, which is good, I would not give birth wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in townsfolk. That $ 900 is just for their cheap room, they had more expensive ones, but even their cheap room is about the nicest hotel elbow room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few overnice unity 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 romantic break.

As Vegas hotels go, this was a weird one. It was very conveniently located on the center of the strip show, just a monorail hop away from the convention gist, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no casino. It 's like an oasis of sanity in the midst of the folly which is Vegas. Being a Californian, I never really appreciated `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the first meter. hoi polloi still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room service and orders our breakfast, then says, `` Time for a summoning ritual. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to make it. Calling it a `` summoning ritual '' goes back to a time in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the point where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. mortal made a comment about that being a `` evocation rite '' and the epithet 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 aspect ( or, just I LIKE knocker ), then down my body. When she got to my dick she popped it in her mouthpiece briefly to get it honorable and wet, then rubbed her drop the ball up and down it. She trapped the dick in her segmentation 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 clock time when my prick is sticking out from between her boob, her mouth is there to overtake it. That 's even better. I 'm just felicitous. I 'm not caring about coming or anything, I 'm just lying there not thinking. I 'm probably moaning, moaning is ripe it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully process this development, she 's at it again, this meter 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 front-runner, but this is particularly good. I just lie there and be lazy, and her twat works on my cock to make me come. I can determine her saltation up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those bosom 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 bell rings, I come, and Kiki says, `` Shit ! It worked too well. '' And laughed. I do n't imagine she 's come yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to do the doorway. She 's said of that kimono, that it `` leaves a lot to be desired as clothing. '' My answer is I do n't retrieve that 's its primary feather use. Its primary purpose is to plough me on, not that I usually need much supporter with that. The kimono is barely big enough to wrap around her pinhead ; she usually lets it hang spread. It's barely long enough to extend 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 persist on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her answer the door and exchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the way and says, `` You should underwrite yourself up. '' And flips a covert over me so my shaft is no longer on display. Then, the waiter walks into the room pushing the room serve handcart. I blush and pull the covers up further, before I register the server is a daughter. She does n't obviously mark either of our res publica, I 'm sure she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very cheery personal manner, and gets things ready. Then, Kiki shows her out.

Kiki comes back into the chamber 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 way either. I also notice a trail of cum running down her interior thigh. She 's carrying two hand towels from the bathroom, she puts one down on the desk chairman for me to sit on and one on the lounge for her to sit on. I join her for breakfast. The breakfast is excellent, I like getting elbow room service breakfast at a picture hotel, its one of biography 's dandy pleasures. As I said, naught particularly especial, bacon, eggs, 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 survey as well, both of naked me, and of the strip outside the window. We 'd opened the curtains to get a wagerer opinion, so anyone looking our way would have gotten a pretty good sentiment as well. Though I 'm not certainly how visible we 'd be really, the construction 's a new figure `` LEED '' certified one, and all the window are covered in meditative photographic film to hold back the sun out. Just opening the drapery was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to select on screen card to do things, including setting the temperature, opening the curtains, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower, so you can have got afters. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use meal metaphors to indicate me going down on her, like, `` do you want an appetiser, '' or as in this casing, `` having dessert. '' She 'd probably liked to get 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 fit, she 'll wash up for me first.

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

She strips off my plume exercise geared wheel, and I kick off my sneakers. She unfolds a big tub towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a petty pooped from my effort, so that 's undecomposed. She licks up some of the exertion from over my bosom bone, she 's a bit weird like that, but I 'm not going to stop her. She does move onto my nipples, though that I really do n't like, so I make less appreciative interference and she stops. Then she moves onto afters, she climbs on my face and plops her wet ( with her juice ), freshly washed pussy on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't give birth that a good deal savor until I find some more of her juice, it still tastes a bit clean though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really lucky. But, pussy does smack best when it's not quite so reinvigorated, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING pussy, 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 embrace me. This time she says, `` I love you matt. '' I 'm still not used to this honey thing, so I do n't immediately react. 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 finale farsighted. She sighs and hugs me more, but she does extend me some more, and I take her up on that. This prison term when she 's going to sit on me, I suggest, `` early way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a 69 position. Of all my deary things, this may be my favorite, especially when Kiki does it for my benefit. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's difficult to both collapse 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 inadequate job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a blowjob to get me off. I really like a kitty in my face while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't remember I was doing such a good job, because I was distracted by the blowjob. Kiki is very distracting when my hawkshaw is in her mouth, she seemed to be in a hurry, so was extra distracting. It did n't take me long to amount. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the binding of her pass 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 gasp from Kiki when she could rest again.

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

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

We got down to the spa, well ahead of the nominate time, as we 'd get to use their other quickness. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` oriental '' theme, so we got served green tea while we had the consultation. They like you to fill in a questionnaire, make sure you 're healthy enough for whatever. I 'm sure it's just the lawyers 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 slope. It also seemed that clothing, like swimming short circuit was the norm. This is America after all ; we 're an jumpy crowd. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be meld, and habiliment of any form was unusual. I like those, if I can stop from getting a hard on. That 's a good reasonableness ( if a reason is needed ) to have sex before going to a spa, so you 're less in all likelihood to get an embarrassing backbreaking on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydrotherapy syndicate, the usual sauna ( dry heat ) and steam room, and fancy showers with digital controller which gave you versatile `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when arctic mist decided to spray freezing frigid water 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 reserved a `` pair massage. '' It sounds like the setup for a sex prospect, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very pin down bed which can raise or lower ), Kiki is lying naked on the next table, we 're close enough could contain mitt if we wanted. Then the girls ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spread you with oil or cream and stroke you all over. With a duet 's massage you have a private suite, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is alterative, not sexual, they poke and egg on you to induce your heftiness relax, they 'll dig and poke at stiff muscular tissue until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` glad ending, '' they carefully avoid your pecker or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all times. You 'd intend having a little girl accident you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless heap, and your intellect goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really good understructure massage, then you end up as a pool of goo on the table, and it feels like you 've cheated on your married woman. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that good, and she tickles my groundwork. ( Now, Cheri from trade servicing who sometimes works on Kiki 's yield is an amateurish masseuse and knows how to do that properly, but she 's not here. )

Now, we had the suite to ourselves for about another hour. It had the two massage tables, as well its own shower, a small hydro-therapy pool, and a sauna. We decided on the sauna. The sauna said 170 degree, about average for a sauna. I threw some water supply on the Rock to give it a little humidness, and gain it feel even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top terrace. Sauna 's have judiciary at various levels, the eminent you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a patch, then you 'll go to cool off in the pool.

Kiki had a unlike approximation, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the work bench are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could explain the aperient of that, Physics 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 floppy and relaxed after the massage. I 'd managed to not get knockout during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my cock modification its mind about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sauna, you 're missing out, it's different, and you get really sweaty. This time she was n't in a hurry, though I did experience sentiment I should get out of their before I expire from the heating plant. They recommend only 15 minutes at a meter in a sweat room, all saunas have clocks to help you there. So I know, twelve proceedings later I come in Kiki 's rima oris, I was quite slacken about it this time, no holding and choking her. I flop back against the birch tree panelling behind me, then sit back up in a precipitation 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 story. The lounge had great views of the strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental theme, the tea lounge was decorated all oriental, but served English tea. Usually, I 'll imbibe coffee, but the tea made a change, along with the scones and pastry and sandwiches. The English seem to have very heavy teas, we were stuffed and went back to our way to recover.

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Finally, much later, the tea had settled and were hungry again, clip for dinner party. We considered going to the envision Daniel Chester French eatery on the 23rd floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the Burger place down on the strip, in the hotel 's retail facade. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet Warren Burger. I was n't sure how you made a burger gourmet, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the ground story lobby, Kiki met individual, and started talking to them.

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

Dinner was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato cow chip in a burger before, but the fame chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be acute on each other. Lisa was a lesbian and liked watching Kiki 's lesbian TV, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's video seemed more genuine than the middling 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 evening, it seems that they 'd arranged for Lisa to come back to the way with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just keep an eye on. We 'd had quite a few showdown which had started with that assumption, 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 go away them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no objections to that by then, my exclusively reservation was my dick was screaming at me to get in on the activeness, I had n't gotten any since the sweat room. I just about managed to ignore that, and do my effective job on Lisa. It 's going to be in force for me in the long run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did seem to enjoy it, when I finally made her come, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling mickle on the bed. I was desperate by that meter, so Kiki came to my aid and blew me, we did n't want to bother Lisa at that point. That was good. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to go forth. She said, she 'd try to come back with breakfast in the sunup. 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 crop that out on my own is n't a ripe strategy. Sometimes a trivial more assertiveness on her part would n't go amiss. Since she came last, she 'd louse up me three multiplication, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be somewhat dire by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her ramification and did my ripe work on her, until my jaw got tired. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .