I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the covers so I could see the full magnificence which is her consistence. She really is the sexy char alive ; I 'm not biased or anything. I was n't thinking about it then, but I really am blessed. I married Dr Kiki John Fitzgerald Kennedy, my dearie pornography star topology. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porn production troupe, and she encourages the gift ( the fille anyway ) to have it away 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 thirty, smoking hot dead body, always horny, devastatingly thinking ( the title `` Dr '' is for actual, in particle physics ), plenteous, and she likes to contribution. I 'm not seeing a downside here ( and there is n't one in this level ).

'' Breakfast ? '' She asked.

I got hard almost instantly at that, I 'll excuse why in a second. She reached over and handed me the room divine service account book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most exciting choice in the human race, but the kitchens at a fancy hotel like this make it pretty toothsome. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business enterprise tripper, to Las Vegas, for the AVN appearance. ( AVN is `` adult Video news show, '' the swop paper for the porn industry, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's troupe was paying for all of this, which is soundly, I would not have wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in town. That $ 900 is just for their cheap room, they had more expensive one, but even their cheap room is about the dainty hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few gracious ones traveling for Kiki 's stage business. As the CES was now over, this night had only cost the caller $ 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 comic strip, just a monorail hop away from the normal center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no casino. It 's like an oasis of sanity in the midst of the lunacy which is Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. Being a Californian, I never really appreciated `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the first time. mass still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls elbow room table service and orders our breakfast, then says, `` clip for a summoning rite. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to arrive. 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 pie arrived. soul made a commentary about that being a `` cite ritual '' and the epithet stuck.

I just lay there, and she got to work on. I like that. She started rubbing her dope all over me, in my expression, I like boobs in my facial expression ( or, just I LIKE BOOBS ), then down my body. When she got to my putz 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 tool is sticking out from between her dumbbell, her lip is there to catch it. That 's even better. I 'm just well-chosen. I 'm not caring about coming or anything, I 'm just lying there not thinking. I 'm probably moaning, moaning is expert it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully process this growing, 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 favorite, but this is particularly commodity. I just lie there and be lazy, and her kitty works on my cock to cook me get along. I can take in her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those booby which had just been wrapped around my putz 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 rings, I come, and Kiki says, `` Shit ! It worked too well. '' And laughed. I do n't retrieve she 's come yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to reply the door. She 's said of that kimono, that it `` leaves a lot to be desired as clothing. '' My answer is I do n't opine that 's its primary role. Its primary coil purpose is to sour me on, not that I usually need much assist with that. The kimono is barely big enough to twine around her dummy ; she usually lets it hang candid. It's barely long enough to cut through her pussy. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glance of what 's under it. It usually does n't last out on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her respond the room access and exchange 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 room pushing the room service cart. I blush and pull the concealment up further, before I register the waiter is a girl. She does n't obviously notice either of our states, I 'm sure enough she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very cheery manner, and gets matter ready. Then, Kiki shows her out.

Kiki comes back into the sleeping accommodation and the kimono is not fastened at all, and I 'm catching glance of what 's under there. It had n't been fastened when the waiter was in the room either. I also notice a trail of cum running down her inner thigh. She 's carrying two hand towels from the toilet, 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 excellent, I like getting way military service breakfast at a image hotel, its one of biography 's great joy. As I said, nothing particularly special, Baron Verulam, ball, potatoes, toast, deep brown, pretty criterion, 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 perspective as well, both of naked me, and of the striptease outside the window. We 'd opened the mantle to get a intimately perspective, so anyone looking our way would give gotten a pretty good persuasion as well. Though I 'm not sure how visible we 'd be really, the construction 's a new image `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windows are covered in reflective moving-picture show to keep the sun out. Just opening the curtains was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote control to select on CRT screen fare to do affair, including setting the temperature, opening the drape, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower, so you can let dessert. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use meal metaphors to suggest me going down on her, like, `` do you want an appetizer, '' or as in this slip, `` having afters. '' She 'd probably liked to have skipped the rain shower, but I 'm really not fond of dining on my own ( or anybody else 's ) cum. So being as Kiki is so oblige, 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-bodied to keep up with Kiki. 25 minutes on a bike at the top of the aerophilous zone should do it, around a 170 warmness 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 rob utilization gear, and I kick off my snitch. She unfolds a big bath towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a little pooped from my crusade, so that 's thoroughly. She licks up some of the sweat from over my breast bone, she 's a bit unearthly 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 haphazardness and she stops. Then she moves onto afters, she climbs on my face and plops her wet ( with her juices ), freshly washed snatch on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't have that much flavor until I find some to a greater extent of her juice, it still tastes a bit uninfected though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really lucky. But, pussy does smack best when it's not quite so fresh, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING puss, any twat will do, Kiki 's is particularly special, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't postulate long about coming. Then gets down and embrace me. This metre she says, `` I love you Matt. '' I 'm still not used to this have it away affair, so I do n't immediately respond. 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 hold out tenacious. She sighs and embrace 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 billet. Of all my preferred things, this may be my favorite, especially when Kiki does it for my benefit. The one drawback to soixante-neuf is getting distracted. It's difficult to both hand and take in at once, so we 'll designate one or other company as the beneficiary of the act and they 're free to be distracted, and not find guilty about doing a wretched job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a blowjob to get me off. I really like a twat in my expression 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 dick is in her mouth, she seemed to be in a hurriedness, so was additional distracting. It did n't hold me long to come. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the back of her heading and rammed my pecker as far as it could go into her sass. 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 emit 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 groggy, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm jolly indisputable I do. She hugged me nasty and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go rinse off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an appointment. '' 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 appointed time, as we 'd get to use their early facility. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` oriental '' subject, so we got served greens tea while we had the interview. They like you to make full in a questionnaire, make for certain you 're intelligent 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 deftness 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 shorts was the norm. This is US after all ; we 're an high-strung caboodle. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in EEC, they 'd be mixed, and wearable of any sort was unusual. I like those, if I can stop from getting a toilsome on. That 's a dear reason ( if a reason is needed ) to have sex before going to a spa, so you 're less potential to get an embarrassing hard on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydrotherapy pond, the usual sauna ( dry hotness ) and steam room, and fancy showers with digital ascendency which gave you various `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when arctic mist decided to spray freezing frigidity water over me, I got more wary of what it was doing.

Then it was meter for our massage. Massages are one of those things that grown ups do, but no one ever told you about. We 'd book a `` couples massage. '' It sounds like the setup for a sex vista, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very narrow bed which can prove or lower ), Kiki is lying naked on the adjacent board, we 're close-fitting enough could hold script if we wanted. Then the missy ( the masseuses, we have one each ) bedcover you with oil or cream and stroke you all over. With a couple 's massage you have a common soldier retinue, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not titillating. The massage is therapeutic, not intimate, they poke and prod you to make your muscles relax, they 'll poke and prod at stiff muscles until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` happy ending, '' they carefully avoid your peter or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all clock time. You 'd cogitate having a daughter stroke you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless quite a little, and your brain goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really near 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 good, and she tickles my feet. ( Now, Cheri from slyness services 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 entourage to ourselves for about another hour. It had the two massage board, as well its own shower bath, a lowly hydro-therapy pool, and a sweat room. We decided on the sauna. The sweat room said 170 degrees, about average for a sauna. I threw some water on the rocks to chip in it a little humidity, and fix it sense even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top work bench. Sauna 's have benches at respective levels, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and perspire for a while, then you 'll go to chill off in the pool.

Kiki had a dissimilar idea, she put her towel down on the Bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the workbench are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could explain the physics 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 relaxed after the massage. I 'd managed to not get concentrated during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my dick alteration its mind about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sweat room, you 're missing out, it's different, and you get really sweaty. This time she was n't in a hurry, though I did take in thoughts I should get out of their before I expire from the heat. They recommend only 15 minutes at a time in a sauna, all saunas have clocks to help you there. So I know, twelve arcminute later I come in Kiki 's back talk, I was quite 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 antechamber on the 23rd flooring. The waiting room had great sentiment of the strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental subject, the tea lounge was decorated all oriental, but served English people tea. Usually, I 'll drink coffee bean, but the tea made a modification, along with the scones and pastries and sandwiches. The English seem to have very lumbering afternoon tea, we were stuffed and went back to our room to recover.

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Finally, much later, the tea had settled and were thirsty again, time for dinner. We considered going to the partiality French eatery on the 23rd trading floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the Warren Earl Burger place down on the strip, in the hotel 's retail frontage. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet burgers. I was n't sure as shooting how you made a burger gourmet, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the footing story entrance hall, Kiki met mortal, and started talking to them.

I hung around and Kiki introduced me to the girl, Lisa. Then Kiki asked, `` You do n't beware 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 do it. I did n't recognize Lisa as a porno actress, but then I do n't know them all. In this lawsuit, 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 Solanum tuberosum chips in a burger 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 videos, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's television seemed more genuine than the average one. I did say, Kiki did like lesbian sex, even off tv 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 come back to the way with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just check. 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 finger 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 alone reservation was my dick was screaming at me to get in on the natural action, I had n't gotten any since the sauna. I just about managed to ignore that, and do my outdo job on Lisa. It 's going to be ripe 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 pot on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and bobble me, we did n't want to bother Lisa at that point. That was just. Then, we all hugged for a while, 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 to a fault affectionate clue that she was horny. She knows letting me work that out on my own is n't a good strategy. Sometimes a little more assertiveness on her part would n't go amiss. Since she came last, she 'd blown me three times, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be pretty heroic by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her leg and did my best workplace on her, until my jaw got tired. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .