I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the covers so I could see the good impressiveness which is her consistency. She really is the aphrodisiacal 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 JFK, my favorite porno whizz. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porn production company, and she encourages the talent ( the young lady anyway ) to fuck me. So I 've had a lot to equate her to and she is still the aphrodisiacal, I know this for a fact. So not yet thirty, smoking hot torso, always horny, devastatingly intelligent ( the title `` Dr '' is for very, in atom physics ), rich, and she likes to share. I 'm not seeing a downside here ( and there is n't one in this news report ).

'' Breakfast ? '' She asked.

I got hard almost instantly at that, I 'll explicate why in a second. She reached over and handed me the room overhaul book, I had a flavor over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most agitate option 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 concern stumble, to Las Vegas, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` Adult Video News, '' the trade wind paper for the porno industry, they have a big display, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's company was paying for all of this, which is good, I would not have wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in townsfolk. That $ 900 is just for their tawdry room, they had more expensive unity, but even their garish way is about the gracious hotel elbow room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few nice ones 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 amatory break.

As Vegas hotels go, this was a weird one. It was very conveniently located on the center of the strip, just a monorail hop away from the pattern center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no casino. It 's like an haven of sanity in the midst of the madness which is Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. Being a Californian, I never really appreciated `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the commencement meter. People still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room service and Holy Order our breakfast, then says, `` meter for a mobilise ritual. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to go far. Calling it a `` summoning rite '' goes back to a time in college when we ordered a pizza pie, then we started fooling around. It got to the power point where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. Someone made a remark about that being a `` summoning ritual '' and the name stuck.

I just lay there, and she got to work. I like that. She started rubbing her breast all over me, in my aspect, I like boobs in my face ( or, just I LIKE BOOBS ), then down my body. When she got to my peter she popped it in her lip briefly to get it good and wet, then rubbed her drop the ball up and down it. She trapped the shaft 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 metre when my pecker is sticking out from between her tit, her rima oris is there to take hold of 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 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 time 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 front-runner, but this is particularly good. I just lie there and be lazy, and her pussy works on my dick to make me come. I can learn her spring up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those boobs which had just been wrapped around my prick are consummate. 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 opine she 's come yet.

She leaves me, fucked senseless on the bed, throws on her kimono, and goes to respond 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 lots 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 encompass her pussy. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with coup d'oeil of what 's under it. It usually does n't abide on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her resolve the door and rally 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 server walks into the room pushing the room help cart. I blush and pull the covert up further, before I register the waiter is a daughter. She does n't obviously notice either of our country, 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 bedroom and the kimono is not fastened at all, and I 'm catching glimpse 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 hand towels from the bathroom, she puts one John L. H. Down on the desk chair for me to sit on and one on the lounge for her to sit on. I join her for breakfast. The breakfast is fantabulous, I like getting room service breakfast at a fantasy hotel, its one of lifespan 's bully pleasance. As I said, nothing particularly special, Francis Bacon, eggs, Solanum tuberosum, goner, coffee, pretty standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the subject kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the view as well, both of naked me, and of the striptease outside the window. We 'd opened the curtain to get a better panorama, so anyone looking our way would have gotten a pretty unspoilt opinion as well. Though I 'm not sure how seeable we 'd be really, the edifice 's a new fancy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the window are covered in pondering film to go on the sun out. Just opening the curtains was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote control to select on screen fare to do matter, 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 dessert. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use meal metaphors to propose me going down on her, like, `` do you want an appetizer, '' or as in this case, `` having dessert. '' She 'd probably liked to own 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 suit, she 'll lap up for me first.

That was my cue to go down to the gym. I 've got to hold open fit, or I 'd never be able to preserve up with Kiki. 25 arcminute on a cycle at the top of the aerophilic zone should do it, around a 170 heart rate. That 's also a skilful 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 cockeyed exercise gear, and I kick off my stoolpigeon. She unfolds a big bath towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a little pooped from my elbow grease, so that 's right. She licks up some of the effort from over my titty bone, she 's a bit uncanny like that, but I 'm not going to stop her. She does travel onto my teat, though that I really do n't like, so I make less appreciative noise 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 have that much flavor until I find some more of her succus, it still tastes a bit cleanse though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really lucky. But, cunt does taste substantially when it's not quite so fresh, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING PUSSY, any pussy will do, Kiki 's is particularly extra, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't acquire prospicient about coming. Then gets down and hugs me. This time she says, `` I love you Matt. '' 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 conclusion 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, `` other way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a sixty-nine locating. Of all my favorite matter, this may be my preferent, especially when Kiki does it for my welfare. The one drawback to soixante-neuf is getting distracted. It's difficult to both give and obtain at once, so we 'll indicate one or other company as the donee of the act and they 're liberal to be distracted, and not find hangdog about doing a pitiable job on the other.

This was for my welfare, 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 reckon I was doing such a good job, because I was distracted by the blowjob. Kiki is very distracting when my dick is in her lip, she seemed to be in a rush, so was excess distracting. It did n't take me long to come. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the rear of her head 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 breathe again.

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

My brain was still quite foggy, 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 rinse off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an date. '' 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 green tea while we had the audience. They like you to occupy in a questionnaire, make sure you 're healthy enough for whatever. I 'm for certain 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 face and a woman 's side. It also seemed that habiliment, like swim short pants was the norm. This is the States after all ; we 're an highly strung crowd. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be mixed, and clothing of any sort was unusual. I like those, if I can quit from getting a hard on. That 's a honorable reason ( if a cause is needed ) to get sex before going to a spa, so you 're less likely to get an embarrassing hard on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydropathy pools, the usual sauna ( dry heating ) and steam room, and project showers with digital restraint which gave you various `` experiences, '' like `` tropic forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when Arctic mist decided to spray freezing insensate weewee over me, I got more untrusting 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 `` couples massage. '' It sounds like the apparatus for a sex panorama, you lie naked on a `` defer '' ( really a very narrow bed which can raise or scummy ), Kiki is lying naked on the next board, we 're close-fitting enough could go for hands if we wanted. Then the girls ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spread you with oil or pick and throw you all over. With a couple 's massage you have a buck private suite, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is curative, not sexual, they poke and prod you to make your muscles relax, they 'll stab and prod at cadaver heftiness until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` happy ending, '' they carefully avoid your dick or slit, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all multiplication. You 'd cogitate having a girl stroke you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless mountain, and your mind 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 table, and it feels like you 've cheated on your married woman. Unfortunately, my masseuse is not that good, and she tickles my substructure. ( Now, Cheri from slyness Robert William Service who sometimes works on Kiki 's product is an unskilled masseuse and knows how to do that properly, but she 's not here. )

Now, we had the cortege to ourselves for about another hour. It had the two massage mesa, as well its own shower, a small hydro-therapy kitty, and a sauna. We decided on the sweat room. The sauna said 170 degrees, about average for a sauna. I threw some piddle on the Rock to contribute it a little humidness, and make it experience even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top bench. Sauna 's have benches at various spirit level, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a spell, then you 'll go to cool off in the pool.

Kiki had a different theme, she put her towel down on the judiciary below. The towel is not just for hygienics, but the work bench are fucking hot, like 170 grade, 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 loosen up after the massage. I 'd managed to not get difficult during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my prick change its idea about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sauna, you 're missing out, it's unlike, and you get really sweaty. This fourth dimension she was n't in a hurriedness, though I did induce sentiment I should get out of their before I expire from the high temperature. They recommend only 15 minutes at a fourth dimension in a sauna, all sweat room have clocks to help you there. So I know, twelve minutes later I come in Kiki 's sassing, I was quite relax about it this metre, no holding and choking her. I flop back against the birch panelling behind me, then sit back up in a hurry when I get burnt by the panelling.

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Next we had booking in the tea waiting area up in the sky lobby on the 23rd floor. The lounge had great purview of the landing strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental idea, the tea waiting room was decorated all oriental, but served English tea. Usually, I 'll tope coffee, but the tea made a change, along with the scones and pastry and sandwiches. The English seem to take in very threatening 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 thirsty again, metre for dinner party. We considered going to the go for French restaurant on the 23rd trading floor, but felt like something simpler. We decided on the burger place down on the strip, in the hotel 's retail frontage. It was run by a famous person chef, and did gourmet burgers. I was n't sure how you made a burger gourmet, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the soil flooring antechamber, Kiki met individual, and started talking to them.

I hung around and Kiki introduced me to the miss, 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 erotica star we were going to make love. I did n't recognize Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't know them all. In this compositor's 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 Irish potato chip shot in a Warren Burger before, but the celebrity chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be keen on each other. Lisa was a Lesbian and liked watching Kiki 's sapphic videos, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's videos seemed Thomas More genuine than the mean one. I did say, Kiki did like Lesbian sex, even off photographic 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 number back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just keep an eye on. We 'd had quite a few brush which had started with that premise, they usually did n't end that way, and neither did this one. Kiki gave her a lap saltation, that 's so hot, that got me difficult. Then Kiki went down on her, I love watching her do that, it gets me so hot. I 'm starting to find left out here, but I have to exit them to it.

Finally, I got to go down on Lisa. Lisa had no objections to that by then, my but booking 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 neglect that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be improve for me in the prospicient run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did seem to enjoy it, when I finally made her seminal fluid, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling heap on the bed. I was desperate by that time, so Kiki came to my aid and blew me, we did n't want to get at Lisa at that level. That was in force. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to give. She said, she 'd try to descend 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 spell to recognize from the to a fault affectionate clues that she was horny. She knows letting me work that out on my own is n't a good strategy. Sometimes a little Sir Thomas More self-assertiveness on her theatrical role would n't go amiss. Since she came lowest, she 'd blown me three fourth dimension, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be pretty do-or-die 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 tired. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .