I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the natural covering so I could see the full magnificence which is her eubstance. She really is the aphrodisiac charwoman active ; 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 smut star. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful pornography yield company, and she encourages the endowment ( the missy anyway ) to fuck me. So I 've had a lot to liken her to and she is still the aphrodisiac, I know this for a fact. So not yet thirty, smoking hot consistence, always horny, devastatingly intelligent ( the title `` Dr '' is for real, in mote physical science ), full-bodied, 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 Good Book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most arouse choice in the existence, but the kitchens at a fondness hotel like this make it pretty toothsome. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business trip, to Las Vegas, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` Adult picture News, '' the trade wind 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 good, I would not have wanted to drop the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in Ithiel Town. That $ 900 is just for their cheap room, they had more expensive ones, but even their loud room is about the nicest hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few courteous 1 traveling for Kiki 's business. As the CES was now over, this nighttime had only cost the caller $ 300. We were staying on for a quixotic break.

As Vegas hotels go, this was a unearthly 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 haven of sanity in the thick of the madness which is Vegas. Being a Californian, I never really apprize `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the 1st time. People still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls elbow room service and society 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 degree where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza pie arrived. individual made a remark about that being a `` mobilize rite '' and the name stuck.

I just lay there, and she got to work. I like that. She started rubbing her booby all over me, in my face, I like boobs in my side ( or, just I LIKE titty ), then down my body. When she got to my putz she popped it in her oral cavity briefly to get it good and wet, then rubbed her goof 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 dick is sticking out from between her pinhead, 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 respectable it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully litigate this maturation, she 's at it again, this prison term with her snatch. She 's on top of me, fucking me.

I like doing a lot of things, and a lot of them are my deary, but this is particularly good. I just lie there and be lazy, and her puss works on my dick to spend a penny me hail. I can watch her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those boob which had just been wrapped around my dick are sodding. 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 think she 's descend yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to answer the door. 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 use. Its primary purpose is to turn me on, not that I usually need much help with that. The kimono is barely big enough to wrap around her boobs ; she usually lets it hang open. It's barely long enough to cover her snatch. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glimpses of what 's under it. It usually does n't stay on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her serve the door and exchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the way and says, `` You should hatch yourself up. '' And flips a cover over me so my dick is no longer on show. Then, the waiter walks into the way pushing the room service pushcart. I blush and pull the binding up further, before I register the server is a girl. She does n't obviously discover either of our states, I 'm sure she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very cheery mode, 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 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 hired hand towels from the bathroom, she puts one pile on the desk chairman 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 serving breakfast at a partiality hotel, its one of life 's heavy pleasance. As I said, goose egg particularly extra, bacon, nut, potatoes, toast, java, pretty standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the receptive 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 curtains to get a better view, so anyone looking our way would have gotten a pretty dear view as well. Though I 'm not sure enough how visible we 'd be really, the building 's a new fancy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windowpane are covered in reflective film to keep the sun out. Just opening the curtains was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to select on riddle menu to do thing, including setting the temperature, opening the curtains, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower bath, 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 want an appetiser, '' or as in this case, `` having dessert. '' 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 hold, 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 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 elbow room with my shirt totally soaked. Kiki 's just getting out of the shower, and goes, `` Mmmm. ``

She strips off my fleece recitation gear, and I kick off my gym shoe. She unfolds a big bath towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a little pooped from my effort, so that 's salutary. She licks up some of the perspiration from over my bosom bone, she 's a bit weird like that, but I 'm not going to bar her. She does move onto my mammilla, 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 cheek and plops her wet ( with her juices ), freshly washed pussy on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't give that much smell until I find some more of her juice, it still tastes a bit clean though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really favourable. But, slit does try outdo when it's not quite so impudent, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING pussy, any puss will do, Kiki 's is particularly extra, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take recollective about coming. Then gets down and hugs me. This meter she says, `` I love you mat. '' I 'm still not used to this love life thing, 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 last foresightful. She sighs and hugs me more, but she does offer me some more, and I take her up on that. This time when she 's going to sit on me, I suggest, `` early way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a sixty-nine attitude. Of all my preferent things, this may be my deary, especially when Kiki does it for my welfare. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's difficult to both afford and meet at once, so we 'll assign one or other party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're innocent 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 pussy in my face while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't think I was doing such a commodity 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 extra distracting. It did n't use up me long to occur. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the back of her foreland and rammed my peter 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 pass off again.

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

My brainpower was still quite misty, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm fairly sure I do. She hugged me tighter and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go wash off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an appointment. '' 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 person '' theme, so we got served leafy vegetable tea while we had the consultation. They like you to fill in a questionnaire, make trusted you 're sizable enough for whatever. I 'm sure it's just the lawyers wanting to traverse 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 slope. It also seemed that clothing, like swim boxers was the norm. This is United States of America after all ; we 're an edgy bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be desegregate, and clothing of any sort was unusual. I like those, if I can stop from getting a intemperate on. That 's a good reason ( if a rationality is needed ) to have sex before going to a spa, so you 're less probably to get an embarrassing grueling on.

I used the readiness, they had fancy hydrotherapy pools, the usual sauna ( dry heat ) and steam room, and image shower with digital command which gave you several `` experiences, '' like `` tropic forrest '' or `` arctic mist. '' It was when Arctic mist decided to spray freezing low temperature water over me, I got more wary of what it was doing.

Then it was clock time for our massage. Massages are one of those thing that grown ups do, but no one ever told you about. We 'd reserved a `` dyad massage. '' It sounds like the setup for a sex scene, you lie naked on a `` tabular array '' ( really a very constringe bed which can enkindle or lower ), Kiki is lying naked on the next board, we 're airless enough could hold hands if we wanted. Then the girls ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spreading you with oil or pick and fortuity you all over. With a couple 's massage you have a individual entourage, 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 horn in at soaked heftiness until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` happy ending, '' they carefully avoid your dick or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all multiplication. You 'd think having a miss slash you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless heap, and your nous goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really good foot massage, then you end up as a puddle of goo on the mesa, and it feels like you 've cheated on your wife. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that good, and she tickles my foot. ( Now, Cheri from craft 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 rooms to ourselves for about another hour. It had the two massage tables, as well its own exhibitioner, a small hydro-therapy pool, and a sauna. We decided on the sweat room. The sweat room said 170 level, about average for a sauna. I threw some piddle on the rocks to give it a little humidity, and make it experience even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top judiciary. sauna 's have Bench at various levels, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sudate for a while, then you 'll go to cool 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 bench are fucking hot, like 170 academic degree, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could excuse the physics of that, cathartic 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 heavy during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my dick change 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 intellection I should get out of their before I expire from the heat. They recommend only 15 mo at a sentence in a sauna, all saunas have clocks to aid you there. So I know, twelve bit later I come in Kiki 's backtalk, I was quite relaxed 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 hurriedness 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 slap-up view of the cartoon strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental motif, the tea waiting room was decorated all oriental, but served side tea. Usually, I 'll drink coffee berry, but the tea made a change, along with the scones and pastry and sandwiches. The English seem to take in very heavy 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 thirsty again, time for dinner. We considered going to the fancy French eating house on the 23rd trading floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the burger place down on the slip, in the hotel 's retail facade. It was run by a celebrity chef, and did gourmet burgers. I was n't surely how you made a burger gourmet, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the ground floor lobby, Kiki met someone, 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 star we were going to fuck. I did n't recognise Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't make love them all. In this case, Lisa turned out to be not a erotica 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 burger before, but the famous person chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be lancinating 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 to a greater extent genuine than the average one. I did say, Kiki did like lesbian sex, even off television 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 fall back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just watch. We 'd had quite a few showdown which had started with that premise, they usually did n't end that way, and neither did this one. Kiki gave her a lap dancing, that 's so hot, that got me intemperately. 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 them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no expostulation to that by then, my only if arriere pensee was my putz was screaming at me to get in on the action, I had n't gotten any since the sweat room. I just about managed to ignore that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be better for me in the yearn run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did appear to enjoy it, when I finally made her come, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling lot on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and blew me, we did n't want to bother Lisa at that point. That was proficient. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to go out. She said, she 'd try to come back with breakfast in the first light. We 'll see what happens then.

After Lisa left, Kiki and I snuggled up together, it took me a while to agnise from the to a fault affectionate cue that she was horny. She knows letting me cultivate that out on my own is n't a good scheme. Sometimes a little more self-assertiveness on her role would n't go amiss. Since she came lastly, she 'd botch up 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 legs and did my honorable work on her, until my jaw got fatigue. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .