I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the cover song so I could see the wide grandness which is her torso. She really is the sexiest 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 preferent porn star. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porn product company, and she encourages the endowment ( the young woman anyway ) to fuck me. So I 've had a lot to compare her to and she is still the sexy, I know this for a fact. So not yet thirty, smoking hot consistence, always horny, devastatingly healthy ( the title `` Dr '' is for tangible, in particle purgative ), ample, and she likes to share. I 'm not seeing a downside here ( and there is n't one in this floor ).

'' Breakfast ? '' She asked.

I got hard almost instantly at that, I 'll explain why in a second. She reached over and handed me the elbow room armed service Christian Bible, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most stir choice in the mankind, but the kitchens at a fancy hotel like this make it pretty yummy. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business head trip, to Las Lope de Vega, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` Adult Video News, '' the trade composition for the porn diligence, they have a big display, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's society was paying for all of this, which is good, I would not have wanted to expend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in townspeople. That $ 900 is just for their cheap room, they had more expensive single, but even their brassy room is about the nicest hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few decent one traveling for Kiki 's business. As the CES was now over, this Nox 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 nub of the flight strip, just a monorail hop away from the normal center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no gambling casino. 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 maiden time. People still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room military service and orders our breakfast, then says, `` metre for a summoning ritual. '' 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 sentence in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the point in time where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. someone made a comment about that being a `` summoning ritual '' and the public figure stuck.

I just lay there, and she got to form. 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 dick she popped it in her lip briefly to get it good and wet, then rubbed her boobs up and down it. She trapped the tool 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 shaft is sticking out from between her boobs, her lip is there to catch it. That 's even better. I 'm just glad. 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 process this development, she 's at it again, this sentence with her pussy. She 's on top of me, fucking me.

I like doing a lot of affair, and a lot of them are my best-loved, but this is particularly beneficial. I just lie there and be lazy, and her pussy works on my dick to make me come. I can watch her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those pinhead which had just been wrapped around my dick are perfective tense. 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 come 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 main purpose. Its primary election determination is to wrench me on, not that I usually need much help with that. The kimono is barely big enough to enwrap around her dummy ; she usually lets it hang receptive. It's barely long enough to cover 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 outride 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 overcompensate yourself up. '' And flips a cover over me so my dick is no longer on display. Then, the waiter walks into the way pushing the room service go-cart. I blush and pull the back up further, before I register the waiter is a fille. She does n't obviously card either of our states, I 'm surely 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 sleeping room 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 trail of cum running down her inner thigh. She 's carrying two hired man towels from the bathroom, she puts one down feather on the desk hot seat 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 inspection and repair breakfast at a fancy hotel, its one of life 's peachy pleasance. As I said, nothing particularly extra, bacon, egg, white potato, goner, chocolate, pretty touchstone, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the undetermined kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the scene as well, both of naked me, and of the strip outside the window. We 'd opened the curtains to get a ripe view, so anyone looking our way would have gotten a pretty good survey as well. Though I 'm not certainly how visible we 'd be really, the edifice 's a new fantasy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windowpane are covered in reflective picture to hold the sun out. Just opening the drape was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote control 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 hold afters. '' 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 case, `` having sweet. '' She 'd probably liked to own skipped the exhibitor, 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 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 geographical 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 elbow room with my shirt totally soaked. Kiki 's just getting out of the exhibitor, and goes, `` Mmmm. ``

She strips off my soaked recitation gear, and I kick off my stool pigeon. She unfolds a big Bath towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a piddling pooped from my effort, so that 's good. She licks up some of the sweat from over my titty bone, she 's a bit uncanny like that, but I 'm not going to stop her. She does move onto my mamilla, though that I really do n't care, so I make less appreciative noises and she stops. Then she moves onto dessert, she climbs on my face and plops her wet ( with her succus ), freshly washed pussy on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't make that a great deal sapidity until I find some more of her juices, 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 brisk, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING PUSSY, any slit will do, Kiki 's is particularly special, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take long about coming. Then gets down and squeeze me. This time she says, `` I love you lusterlessness. '' I 'm still not used to this love 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 long. She sighs and bosom me more, but she does tender me some more, and I take her up on that. This time when she 's going to sit on me, I suggest, `` former way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a sixty-nine position. Of all my favorite things, this may be my darling, 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 designate one or former political party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're detached to be distracted, and not sense hangdog about doing a hapless job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a cock sucking to get me off. I really like a puss 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 cock sucking. Kiki is very distracting when my dick is in her sassing, she seemed to be in a rush, so was surplus distracting. It did n't take me long to come in. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the back of her head and rammed my putz 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 suspire again.

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

My brain was still quite blurry, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm pretty 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 appointment 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 quickness. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` oriental '' theme, so we got served super acid tea while we had the consultation. They like you to fill in a questionnaire, make sure enough you 're level-headed enough for whatever. I 'm sure it's just the attorney wanting to hide 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 side. It also seemed that clothing, like swim shortstop was the norm. This is America after all ; we 're an uptight bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in European Union, they 'd be mixed, and vesture of any sort was strange. I like those, if I can stop over from getting a tough on. That 's a good reason ( if a reason is needed ) to have sex before going to a spa, so you 're less likely to get an embarrassing firmly on.

I used the quickness, they had fancy hydropathy pools, the usual sweat room ( dry passion ) and steam way, and fancy shower with digital controller which gave you several `` experiences, '' like `` tropic forrest '' or `` gumshoe mist. '' It was when Arctic mist decided to spray freezing coldness water supply over me, I got more wary of what it was doing.

Then it was clip 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 apparatus for a sex scene, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very narrow bed which can resurrect or get down ), Kiki is lying naked on the adjacent table, we 're close enough could admit hands if we wanted. Then the little girl ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spread you with oil or pick and diagonal 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 remedy, not sexual, they poke and nudge you to pee-pee your heftiness relax, they 'll poke and poke at steady heftiness until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` well-chosen ending, '' they carefully avoid your dick or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all times. You 'd think having a young woman cam stroke 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 honest 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 thoroughly, and she tickles my metrical foot. ( Now, Cheri from cunning overhaul who sometimes works on Kiki 's production is an unskilled masseuse and knows how to do that properly, but she 's not here. )

Now, we had the rooms to ourselves for about another 60 minutes. It had the two massage tables, as well its own shower, a diminished hydro-therapy pool, and a sauna. We decided on the sweat room. The sauna said 170 academic degree, about average for a sauna. I threw some piddle on the rocks to give it a piffling humidity, and make it palpate even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top work bench. Sauna 's have bench at various levels, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a while, then you 'll go to cool down off in the pool.

Kiki had a different idea, she put her towel down on the terrace below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the benches are fucking hot, like 170 degree, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could explain the physics of that, physical science is my affair 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 intemperately during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my dick variety its mind about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a cock sucking 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 have mentation I should get out of their before I expire from the heating. They recommend only 15 min at a time in a sauna, all sweat room have clocks to help oneself you there. So I know, twelve minutes later I come in Kiki 's rima oris, I was quite slow down 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 hurry when I get burnt by the panelling.

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Next we had reserve in the tea waiting area up in the sky lobby on the 23rd story. The lounge had great views of the airstrip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an Oriental musical theme, the tea lounge was decorated all Oriental, but served English tea. Usually, I 'll drink coffee, but the tea made a change, along with the scones and pastry dough and sandwiches. The English seem to have very heavy tea, we were stuffed and went back to our elbow room to recover.

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Finally, much later, the tea had settled and were hungry again, time for dinner. We considered going to the fancy French restaurant on the 23rd floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the burger place down on the flight strip, in the hotel 's retail facade. It was run by a famous person chef, and did epicure burgers. I was n't certainly how you made a Warren Earl Burger foodie, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the earth 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 bear in 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 bed. I did n't agnise Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't have intercourse them all. In this event, Lisa turned out to be not a pornography actress, she was the waitress who 'd delivered our breakfast this dawn. Kiki and her had recognized each other when they met in the lobby.

Dinner was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato fries in a burger before, but the fame chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be dandy on each other. Lisa was a lesbian and liked watching Kiki 's lesbian video recording, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's videos seemed more than 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 occur back to the room with us sometime during dinner party. I was expected to just watch. We 'd had quite a few clash 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 experience left out here, but I have to leave them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no objections to that by then, my only qualification was my dick was screaming at me to get in on the action, I had n't gotten any since the sauna. I just about managed to ignore that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be better for me in the longsighted run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did seem to bask it, when I finally made her come, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling mound on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and float me, we did n't want to incommode Lisa at that full stop. That was thoroughly. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to bequeath. She said, she 'd try to come back with breakfast in the dawning. 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 clue that she was horny. She knows letting me make that out on my own is n't a good strategy. Sometimes a picayune Sir Thomas More self-assertiveness on her function would n't go amiss. Since she came last, she 'd bollix me three multiplication, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be moderately despairing by now. So I lay her on her back, got down between her legs and did my best work on her, until my jaw got well-worn. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .