“ You could tie me up."

Kiki's response was unexpectedly enthusiastic,"Oooh, thank you ! You've never asked me to tie you up before. You know how very much I love that."

Actually, I didn't, and I hadn't though of that. As usual, the place here is a bit complicated. Kiki may, or may not, have tied me up before, depending on your point of vista, it was Kennedy, Kiki's alter-ego that had done the ligature. I didn't know that Kiki, as Kiki, not Kennedy, liked to do it, she'd never said. Sometimes, she's just too accommodating for her own good. If she's said she wanted to do that, I'd have been all for it.

So it's Kennedy who'd usually do the tying up, and she was decent though, I'd never asked. Kennedy will do affair to me, like the tying up, I don't ask, I don't get a say in it, I like it like that. But in this case, I'd been looking forward to this moment.

We'd just bought ourselves a house together, our slice of the suburban pipe dream. Well Kiki provided most of the money, her porn product company is where the money comes from ; it's doing very well. Money is not my forte in this marriage, she does sometimes cry me her `` kept man, '' I like that.

I'd finally gotten my doctorate, and I'd found a new position at a schooltime down in L.A., near Kiki's fellowship. The new school didn't have quite such a good reputation as my old one, but it was a sin of a lot airless to Kiki. That was the important thing. The new schooling had some concern syllabus, and I got to work on a hybridizing over between particle physics ( in which I'd done my doctor's degree ) and GR, which was also a captivation of mine. Gravitational Wave Acceleration, fascinating, but I'm sure you don't care.

So now we were living in the Sami urban center, we went looking for a house. We found this one, which was within walking length of Kiki's fellowship ( though this being L.A., I'm sure as shooting I'd be arrested if I did try to walk there, no one walks in L.A. ), and was only XV minutes from the new schooltime. Or half an minute on a bike. I preferred the bike ; it helps hold on me fit. The Angelenos in the department think I'm nutcase, the foreigners think it's no big deal.

One of the thing I particularly did like about the new family was the breakfast bar. It was a lot like the breakfast bar in John Fitzgerald Kennedy's flat at schoolhouse, the one she'd tie me up to. So naturally, when we're standing in the living room, surrounded by moving loge, the kid was staying with Kiki 's parents, and we wondering what to do next, I suggest that, and she says that about how much she enjoys it.

So I 'm a bit pose, `` I did n't. ``

'' Did n't what ? '' She 's a bit vex as well.

'' Did n't know you liked tying me up, and I like when I do n't have to ask. ``

'' Oh. '' She sounds thoughtful, then adds, `` New root. '' That had been topic between us while we were family hunting, this was a new beginning for us. We were starting our lifespan as a mates properly. adjustment could be made, in this cause Kiki was assimilating some more of JFK 's attitudes. Though we never actually discourse Kennedy, who Kiki referred to as `` the Bitch, '' I think Kiki would favour Kennedy left us alone.

She smiled her shy, clean-handed, grin. Somewhat incongruous that, Kiki being shy and innocent, and said, `` I 'll try not to ask in next. '' That sounded good to me, but then she rather spoilt the effect by asking,"And then what ?"

Like I said, I'm not used to enumerating my phantasy, I'm not usually asked, but subjected to Kennedy International Airport's whim, but we 're starting on the new outset, so I say,"Then you blow me, and I lick you, and you blow me again."That would be just about a utter bondage sitting, with none of the pain and abasement that usually goes with it. The thraldom is what I really like, the rest I could maybe do without.

Kiki looks me up and down in that manner which suggests I have too many dress on, so I remedy that and now I'm naked. And voiceless of form. Kiki is smiling most enthusiastically, then excitedly asks,"Which box are the toys in ?"I had no idea, Kiki was keeping the armoury on her laptop. But, she seemed to have an approximation and delved into a dyad of box seat, before fishing out the toybox.

She comes back with the toybox, grinning, sets it down, kisses me and again says,"Thank you !"She does vocalize so enthusiastic, it's infectious. She nods to the breakfast bar, and I turn around and take up my usual office, branch spread, cock below, leaning over the top.

Kiki efficiently ties me up with the Velcro handlock, and adds the spreader bar ( those were some of the first of all presents I ever bought for Kennedy International Airport ), and I'm helpless. There's some whisper, and sounds of delving in boxes behind me, I can't see what's going on.

Then, Kiki appears in front of me, where I can see her. She's wearing just that white leather miniskirt wench, my favorite, though it is draping a bit weirdly, and also some spike dog. She is carrying the sawbuck whip though, which is the totem of tycoon in these scenes, I really don't like it being used on me, and it'll stimulate a safeword if it is.

I'm not trusted I like where this is going, but the being incapacitated region is another bit I really like, which Kiki then reminds me of,"You do remember how this works, don't you ? You don't get a say in this, I get to do what I want."That had the hope core, it turns me on like crazy, and to reinforce the point she swishes the whip. Sometimes I think that sorting of thing is going to make me get on its own.

Then, she raises the skirt and I see she's wearing the strap-on dildo. That's what was causing the skirt to hang funny. That's another part of these scenes I'm entirely incertain about, but the effect is turning me on even more.

She drops the skirt back, and swishes the whip some more, before announcing,"I do so delight this, and hearing you cry."Well, I'm gladiolus I could help her, but I still hate the pain. But, she does sound so enthusiastic about it. Then she asks me,"volition you let me ?"Smiling evilly, and looking at the whip, then adds,"Please, please. I so want to."

Her enthusiasm reminds me of a Japanese gum anime grapheme for some reason, they get really over the top. But as I said, it is infectious, so I hear myself saying,"OK."I'm not trusted I fully thought that through.

But she squeals happily, and kisses me, very enthusiastically, before going behind me and whacking me a few times."OW ! OW ! OW ! !"That whip really does sting like a prick, I hate it, if it weren't for Kiki asking so nicely like that, I'd be rapidly thinking of the safeword.

But, she stops and comes back to my head,"Ohh ! Thank you !"Then kisses me a myriad clip, and says,"That turns me on so much."Then again with the"Thank you"s.

I'm smile, pleased to have pleased Kiki so much. I do like pleasing her ; I do lie with her. I'm not thinking much, until a few more whack land on my ass. Shit that's bad,"OWWW ! OWW ! ! ! OWWW ! ! !"But again, she stops and comes back to thank me. I'm flavor kinda disoriented by the modification between whang and thank yous, and she is enjoying it so much I don't want to spoil her fun.

Then more knock, but after a few"OW"s, I kinda zone out. It's a bit like a enchantment I get into sometimes after a lot of sex. matter get really very hazy.

Next thing I know is Kiki is sounding worried,"mat ? mat ? Are you alright ?"

I don't know if I'm alright, I feel like I've been turned upside down and inside out, I love her so much, it just wants to burst. I ask her,"Hug me."Quietly.

She does hug me, and I do burst, something overflows and I just say,"Thank you, thank you, give thanks you."I'm almost as enthusiastic as she was. It 's such a Wyrd chemical reaction on my share, I think I 'm going to have to do that again. Weird, I know, I 'm thinking I want to get whacked, and with that evil horse whip. Love does weird things to me, so does pain it seems.

She looks a bit strangely at me, I'm grinning a really goofy smiling, then she asks me a question, this metre she sounds more like the normal Kiki, not the enthusiastic gum anime girl."I know a blow job was next on your list, but would you mind licking me ? I'm really turned on."

That was kind of weird, not only am I totally not going to object to licking her, I never do, but as I said, she can be too diffident for her own good. But also, being asked while tied up, almost spoilt the scene, I like it when she makes up my mind for me. So I answer,"Why would I ? Though I like it when you don't ask."

She says,"Oh, sorry."Then pulls up the dining table to throw herself something to lie on, and lies down on it in front of me. The strap-on has gone somewhere, she's no longer wearing it. Then, she pushes her pussy into my expression and start's rubbing me over her, just like I like her ( or usually President John F. Kennedy ) doing to me. She gets off in no time, and I'm felicitous, I'm sure I'll get more of a chance to do More later.

I wait, staring at her juicy pussy, tantalizingly close to my nose. Eventually she stirs, and sounds more relaxed now. She turns around, and kisses me, and again says,"Thank you."In a rather dreamy voice she says,"nose candy job ?"I nod enthusiastically.

She gets off the mesa, and I hear her under the table, then experience her mouthpiece on my dick. Then whoah ! I'm coming. Again, it felt like something burst, this time through my dick.

I'm just about out of it, but I do hear a coughing and a gurgle, then a laugh. Kiki appears,"lesion up were we ?"I must have been, but at that point I really didn't give care about much, I just smiled an even goofier smiling. She does ask,"Lick next ?"She 's going down my list, I'm too out of it to appreciate the question, so she climbs on the table and presents herself to me.

I find enough mental capacity mogul to do some commodity on her. She does seem to apprise it. When she finally does come, she manages to turn around to kiss me, before throwing her implements of war around my cervix and snuggling while collapsing. That was nice.

When adjacent she stirs, she says, `` Blowjob ? '' That was a motion, to which there 's only one answer, I nod enthusiastically. I 'm already hard after getting her off, that does work me on. She oozes off the table, rather unsteadily and disappears from view. The blowjob does n't get down, but I hear some rustling, then she comes back into view and shows me the strap-on beneath the annulus. Telling me, `` I almost forgot about this. You know how much I love this. '' Again, I did n't do it Kiki, rather than Kennedy, did like doing that. Again, she was the enthusiastic anime girlfriend again. She leant down and kissed me excitedly again, several times.

Then she asked, still excitedly, `` Can I ? Can I ? Can I ? ``

I usually did n't care admitting to liking the dildo, but she was so enthusiastic, I just had to let her, so told her, `` OK. ''

Again she squealed, and she bounced out of view, and there was a break, and the sound of squirting lube, while she kept up a commentary about how much she liked doing this to me. `` Mild uncomfortableness '' is how I 've described this act before from my dot of sentiment, but today, I really did n't mind. It did n't bother me at all, apart from turning me on so much. It usually did, but the discomfort and the humiliation would distract me. Now I did n't feel humiliated, but loved, and no discomfort. Physically it did n't really do anything for me, but spiritually it was wonderful.

She finished, and I was grinning, I 'd actually enjoyed that, with her obvious enthusiasm. She came beat to where I could see her, she saw my smile and frowned, asking, `` Sorry, did n't I do that right ? '' I was usually in tears by this time, it 's the humiliation I usually like ( I 'm screwed up like that ).

I want to put her trouble to perch, so said, `` No, I enjoyed that, and your enthusiasm. '' Then grinned some more.

She seemed surprised, but happy, so then asked, `` Blow job now ? ``

I thought of a smart ass answer, I do n't see what other reply I could open to that, but decided on a life-threatening, `` Yes please. '' But then added the impudent ass bit anyway, `` You may give birth noticed, I like blow line. '' I was also mightily turned on after the ass fucking. It usually turned me on, but after actually enjoying it, wow !

So she does fellate me, she does her common indescribably estimable job of it. I know for a fact that she gives the Charles Herbert Best reversal caper in the world. It was all undecomposed, bondage, and blowjobs, and short doll, and a totally aphrodisiac Kiki, the live young lady in the macrocosm. ( I 'm not biased, she really is. ) And I 'd just issue forth not so long ago, so I did n't immediately come up this time, just melted into a moaning heap as she teased me forever.

But, she did n't draw me occur, not that I noticed this fact, until she stopped. I let out an exasperated groan, but then she whacked me a couple of times with the whip, undid the handlock on my wrist joint and stood there while I undid the remainder of the bonds.

When I was detached, she stuck her tongue out at me, taunting me. There was something she wanted, and she was trying to put me in the decent frame of idea to get it. I was never one to resist Kiki anything, so I reached out and grabbed the back of her head. I entwined my fingers in her hair and dragged her down to my dick. What she wanted was a roughly shag, so I let my naive slope remove over.

Still holding her heading, I rammed my hawkshaw as far into her oral fissure as I could get it. She made satisfying gurgling phone to go with it. I pulled out, and she gasped for breathing time. I pull her down onto the level and knelt between her undecided stage. With my early hand I roughly fingered her pussy, she was sopping wet as expected, and moaned at the treatment. Then, I took my tool and rammed it in her cunt. She started to make out immediately.

I did n't let that distract me, but pounded away as hard as I could, soon she was coming again, I started thinking about joining her finally, so when she came again, so did I. Then collapsed my broad weight on top of her. I was pretty much gasping for breather by that time, it 's a exercise going at her that hard.

I feel myself being hugged, so I roll over holding her tight, hugging her binding. Breathlessly, she sighs, `` Thank you. Only you can make up me palpate so apply, and so loved at the Same sentence. '' I was out of it, but enough of that filtered through to make my mettle sing again. God, I love Kiki.

We lay together for a while, recovering, then Kiki took my hand and put it on her slimy wet pussy. Her pussy still felt very interested. Then she asked me, `` With your new found ebullience, would you like to lick it out of me ? '' Then she added, `` I do lie with it sooo much when you do that, would you delight, please ? ``

Again, Kiki had never showed any enthusiasm for me licking up the mess, it was John Fitzgerald Kennedy who liked me doing that, and took every opportunity to make me do it. I could never admit to liking that, even if it turned me on so a lot, and again I liked the way President Kennedy would pressure me to. But again, Kiki 's exuberance was infectious, I could n't refuse Kiki anything she wanted, so going down on her sounded like a fantastic idea.

I still did n't like the taste, but Kiki 's reaction made it all worthwhile, I do so much like pleasing Kiki, and I wish she ask me for more. So when she 's come, and we 're hugging, she says, `` We can have a amatory day tomorrow. Just the two of us in bed all day. How 's that ? ``

I was all for the thought, I smiled at that, but I wondered if it could be even better. I looked away, embarrassed, shy again, and asked, `` Could you, err, use the collar ? '' I was talking about a bondage leash I 'd bought for her, it showed she owned me, but I was never one to ask for things like that. Kiki smiled, but did n't say anything.

We still had a lot of unpacking to do, and that 's what we did for the rest of the day, except for the sentence we fucked, and I went down on her, and she gave me a blowjob. We did finish the unpacking, and we very tired by the meter we got to bed. We just hugged ; we must suffer been tired .