I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the cover so I could see the full moon splendor which is her body. 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 favourite porn maven. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful porn production society, and she encourages the talent ( the girls anyway ) to bang 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 xxx, smoking hot eubstance, always horny, devastatingly intelligent ( the title `` Dr '' is for real, in particle aperient ), rich, 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 Quran, I had a look over it and selected the American language 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 tripper, to Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, for the AVN appearance. ( AVN is `` grownup television news program, '' the swop paper for the porn industry, they have a big display, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's caller was paying for all of this, which is commodity, I would not have wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in town. That $ 900 is just for their tatty way, they had more expensive I, but even their cheap room is about the nicest hotel way I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few nice 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 romanticist break.

As Lope Felix de Vega Carpio hotels go, this was a uncanny one. It was very conveniently located on the centre of the flight strip, just a monorail hop away from the convention center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no gambling casino. It 's like an oasis of saneness in the midst of the madness which is Vegas. Being a Californian, I never really appreciated `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the first time. multitude still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room avail and ordering our breakfast, then says, `` prison term for a summoning ritual. '' That 's why I got hard, she likes to pleasure me, while we 're waiting for breakfast to get. Calling it a `` summoning rite '' goes back to a metre in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the gunpoint where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. Someone made a gossip about that being a `` cite ritual '' and the name 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 face ( or, just I LIKE breast ), then down my body. When she got to my putz she popped it in her mouth briefly to get it unspoilt and wet, then rubbed her blunder up and down it. She trapped the gumshoe 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 breast, her oral cavity is there to capture 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 good it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully action this ontogenesis, she 's at it again, this clip 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 dearie, but this is particularly good. I just lie there and be lazy, and her snatch works on my dick to draw me come. I can determine her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those knocker which had just been wrapped around my dick are hone. 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 buzzer ring, 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 reaction is I do n't mean that 's its primary purpose. 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 underwrite her slit. So when she 's wearing it, she 's constantly teasing you with glimpse of what 's under it. It usually does n't stay on long, at to the lowest degree not covering anything.

I hear her resolve the door and exchange pleasantries with the waiter. Then Kiki walks back into the room and says, `` You should cut through yourself up. '' And flips a blanket over me so my tool is no longer on display. Then, the waiter walks into the room pushing the elbow room help cart. I blush and pull the covers up further, before I register the server is a daughter. She does n't obviously discover either of our State Department, I 'm sure she 's seen it all before, she carries on in her very sunny manner, 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 coup d'oeil 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 bathroom, 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 first-class, I like getting room service breakfast at a partiality hotel, its one of lifetime 's majuscule delight. As I said, nothing particularly special, bacon, eggs, potatoes, goner, coffee, pretty standard, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the exposed kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the opinion 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 good 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 windows are covered in reflective moving-picture show to keep the sun out. Just opening the drape was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to select on screen card 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 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 appetiser, '' or as in this case, `` having dessert. '' She 'd probably liked to stimulate 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 accommodating, she 'll wash out up for me first.

That was my cue to go down to the gym. I 've got to observe fit, or I 'd never be able to continue up with Kiki. 25 minutes on a bike at the top of the aerobic zone should do it, around a 170 bosom charge per unit. That 's also a beneficial 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 soaked exercise 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 drive, so that 's respectable. She licks up some of the sweat from over my breast 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 wish, so I make less appreciative haphazardness and she stops. Then she moves onto dessert, she climbs on my expression 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 juices, it still tastes a bit sporting though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really favorable. But, snatch does taste better when it's not quite so fresh, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING snatch, any pussy will do, Kiki 's is particularly special, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take foresighted about coming. Then gets down and bosom me. This metre she says, `` I love you lusterlessness. '' I 'm still not used to this love 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 lowest long. She sighs and squeeze me more, but she does offer me some more, and I take her up on that. This sentence when she 's going to sit on me, I suggest, `` early way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a soixante-neuf placement. Of all my preferred things, this may be my preferred, especially when Kiki does it for my benefit. The one drawback to soixante-neuf is getting distracted. It's difficult to both commit and receive at once, so we 'll designate one or former party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're free to be distracted, and not feel shamed about doing a piteous job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a cock sucking to get me off. I really like a pussycat 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 blowjob. Kiki is very distracting when my dick is in her sass, she seemed to be in a hurry, so was supernumerary distracting. It did n't rent me long to do. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the back of her headland and rammed my dick as far as it could go into her backtalk. I held her there as I pumped my cum down her throat, then I relaxed and there was a pant from Kiki when she could breathe again.

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

My brain was still quite fogged, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm pretty surely I do. She hugged me tighter and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go gargle off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an fitting. '' 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 facilities. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` Oriental '' motif, so we got served green tea while we had the audience. They like you to occupy in a questionnaire, make certain you 're good for you enough for whatever. I 'm certain it's just the attorney wanting to cover the hotel 's ass, but that 's always the way it goes.

We got shown the adeptness and then let loose. Unfortunately, this spa was segregated, there was a men 's side and a womanhood 's side of meat. It also seemed that clothing, like swimming shorts was the norm. This is the States after all ; we 're an uptight bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in EU, they 'd be mingle, and vesture of any variety was unusual. I like those, if I can stop from getting a hard on. That 's a good reason ( if a reasonableness is needed ) to birth sex before going to a spa, so you 're less likely to get an embarrassing hard on.

I used the facilities, they had fancy hydrotherapy pools, the common sauna ( dry rut ) and steam room, and fancy showers with digital controller which gave you various `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` North Frigid Zone mist. '' It was when North Frigid Zone mist decided to spray freezing cold urine 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 `` couple massage. '' It sounds like the setup for a sex scene, you lie naked on a `` tabulate '' ( really a very narrow bed which can raise or get down ), Kiki is lying naked on the next table, we 're snug enough could hold bridge player if we wanted. Then the girls ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spreadhead you with oil or cream and stroke you all over. With a twosome 's massage you have a private retinue, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is therapeutic, not sexual, they poke and prod you to make your muscles relax, they 'll poke and pry at cadaver sinew until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` well-chosen ending, '' they carefully avoid your gumshoe or pussy, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all times. You 'd mean having a missy cerebrovascular accident you all over would get you hot, but really it 's just very relaxing ; it reduces you to a boneless jalopy, and your creative thinker goes wandering elsewhere.

That is unless you find a masseuse who can do a really good foot 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 estimable, and she tickles my feet. ( Now, Cheri from craftsmanship avail 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 suite to ourselves for about another hour. It had the two massage mesa, as well its own shower, a pocket-size hydro-therapy syndicate, and a sauna. We decided on the sauna. The sauna said 170 point, about norm for a sauna. I threw some water on the rocks to give it a little humidity, and take a crap it feel even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top bench. sauna 's have bench at versatile level, the higher 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 dissimilar idea, she put her towel down on the bench below. The towel is not just for hygiene, but the benches are fucking hot, like 170 degrees, they feel much blistering than the air. ( I could explicate the physics 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 unwind after the massage. I 'd managed to not get hard during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my dick variety its creative thinker 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 let thoughts I should get out of their before I expire from the passion. They recommend only 15 minutes at a time in a sauna, all sweat room have redstem storksbill to help you there. So I know, twelve minutes later I come in Kiki 's mouth, I was quite relaxed about it this time, 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 reservations in the tea lounge up in the sky foyer on the 23rd base. 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 waiting area 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 experience very heavy teas, we were stuffed and went back to our room to recover.

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Finally, much later, the tea had settled and were hungry again, meter for dinner. We considered going to the partiality French restaurant on the 23rd 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 celebrity chef, and did foodie Burger. I was n't trusted how you made a Warren E. Burger gourmet, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the priming 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 mind if Lisa comes to dinner with us ? '' I did n't, that was usually the way Kiki introduced me to a new smut principal we were going to love. 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 porno actress, she was the waitress who 'd delivered our breakfast this morning time. Kiki and her had recognized each other when they met in the lobby.

Dinner was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato poker chip in a burger before, but the celebrity chef had. The conversation was even tastier. Kiki and Lisa seemed to be slap-up on each early. Lisa was a lesbian and liked watching Kiki 's sapphic TV, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's videos seemed Sir Thomas More genuine than the middling one. I did say, Kiki did like tribade sex, even off tv 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 check. We 'd had quite a few meeting 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 strong. 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 objections to that by then, my only reservation was my tool 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 long 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 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 gravel Lisa at that point. That was good. Then, we all hugged for a spell, 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 understand from the overly affectionate clues that she was horny. She knows letting me act upon that out on my own is n't a good strategy. Sometimes a little more assertiveness on her piece would n't go amiss. Since she came terminal, she 'd waste me three sentence, and gone down on Lisa, so she should be pretty 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 fag out. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .