I woke up, and Kiki smiled at me, kissed me, then run forward again and fixed the collar around my neck.

She had said we could have a romantic day today, after yesterday 's activeness, I 'd asked if that could include using the collar and she 'd smiled. That catch was one of two collars I 'd corrupt her for her bachelorette political party, she 'd used the former one back then, the one which fastened around my peter and testis. That one only signified she owned my putz, this one signified she owned me, totally, heart, mind, trunk, and soul. I liked that, just like I liked how she 'd had `` Property of Kiki '' inscribed in my wedding ring.

So I was hers. I was n't expecting us to do anything kinky, we 'd done plenty of that yesterday, but whatever we did, I 'd ( try ) to be thinking of just doing it for Kiki 's welfare, and Kiki was absolved of any duty to care about me and my desires. I like being Kiki's.

She lay back on the bed, spread her ramification, and drew them up, then told me, `` Quickly, then throw the pancakes. '' 1st lodge of business was to get Kiki off, but she was also raring to get to breakfast, so I should n't take my fourth dimension about it. In normal luck, I might be disappointed about the order for quickness, I like to take my time and enjoy the process, but such expression was not allowed today. So I went down on her.

Going down on Kiki is still one of my pet things to do, quick or not, but I tried to accomplish the remit, as near I could. Soon, she was moaning and writhing satisfactorily, then she came. I left her flavorless on the bed smiling vacantly, and went to my next task, the pancakes.

I 'm a reasonable James Cook, Kiki is most definitely not. She appreciates when I do falsify for her, and seems to particularly like my flapjack. I 'm well-chosen to oblige in normal circumstances, today I was on a mission. I put on just the apron to protect myself. The apron has a picture of muscly man's torso on the front and had been modified by the wardrobe section, it had a flap through which my gumshoe could be accessed. My dick was of row, hard. I may have woken up hard, if I had n't I 'd have been unvoiced since I saw Kiki with the collar. My tool was poking through the flap, making it a lilliputian tent.

I had, sometimes, cooked wearing some of her intimate apparel, as a humiliation. While I do like being humiliated, that one never really worked for us. The idea turned me on, but the reality fell compressed, so the theme got quietly dropped. But anyway, that was n't the sort of matter to do for today. Though if Kiki had mentioned she wanted it, we all know, I 'd tire out whatever she said.

I 'm working away, and the pancake are progressing nicely, when Kiki puts in an appearance. She 's wearing just some of her spike dog, nothing else. It 's a expression she feels comfortable in, and that is one of my irregular favorite getup. With my status for the day, she does n't feel the need to pander to my caprice. She 's rocking the 'just woke up'vibe, or maybe, the ‘ OMG, that was some seed'vibe. Either way, that 's aphrodisiac on Kiki. Kiki just ca n't help but be sexy. Her long blond hair is messy for once though, but that doesn't detract, just makes her even sexier. I'm so lucky.

She walks into the kitchen, and kisses me. The cad put her at the in good order tallness to osculate easily, without the blackguard she 's a little shorter than me. I 'm busy, so I ca n't put as much cause as I 'd like into the kiss. She delves into the flap on the apron, and gives me a fiddling squeeze. I moan appreciatively, but then she backs off and sits behind the breakfast bar. That leaves aught to the imagination, as her stifle office ; I try to contract on the cooking.

The pancake are successfully served, with blueberries for Kiki, mine have chocolate chips. I go to murder the apron, and she smiles at me, then nods towards her infantry. That was an approximation which arose at the like fourth dimension as the lingerie, that I should `` serve '' her along with breakfast. That idea worked out better for us than the lingerie one.

So I shuck the apron and kneel under the breakfast bar, the only if problem is Kiki again tells me, `` Quickly, '' this clip adding, `` Or it 'll get cold-blooded. '' My priorities might experience been different, but today, what Kiki wants, is what matters. So under the breakfast bar, I find a very wet pussy, between widely spread ramification. If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to save her balance during all this, but that 's not what I was worrying about.

Again, I did get her off quickly, then I emerged from under the breakfast bar to eat my hotcake. Kiki was smiling and gripping the replication. She had n't managed to eat much of the pancakes, but had spilt some syrup ( blueberry syrup ) on the sideboard. I wiped up the spillage, then sat down next to Kiki to enjoy my pancakes, where she squeezed my butt. I 'm well-chosen, but I'm getting pretty horny.

After I finished, Kiki decided she wanted a bath and a massage. I went to draw the bath, while Kiki lingered over the last of her pancakes. I came back and picked her up, she held me around the neck, and I carried her to the lav. She 's quite dainty, so that 's not a problem for me, she likes me carrying her like that.

In the john, she kicked off her shoes, and I set her pile in the bathroom. Then, I set about washing her, that 's something which maybe should be demeaning and degrading, just what I like to do, but it 's not. That's not what the turn on is, it 's elate, I 'm getting to find her all over. I like that, she appreciates that, she relaxed and sighed as I worked. Soapy hands running over naked flesh, particularly over knocker, is very carnal. It was certainly turning me on more, I started to think I might just explode if something did n't come about, but I did n't nettle Kiki with that detail.

After the bath, I toweled her dry and picked her up again, and set her down on the bed. She rolled over onto her front, so I could get to work. After some experimenting, we'd found she liked me massaging her, so she 'd convey me a course on how to do it properly, so I 'm a certified massage therapist now. Of course, there are some things I do n't do by the book, like proper draping ( I do n't cover her at all ), and my hands can be more intimate than you 're supposed to be ( with maybe a glad ending for Kiki ). I 'd be arrested if I charged money for the overhaul. It 's actually overall easier if we use the massage board ( which is folded up in the wardrobe currently, $ 60 on Amazon, amazing ), but some affair you can do better on the bed.

So anyway, I get the jojoba oil and worked on her delts ( shoulder ), which made her sigh contentedly. She got a lot of tension in her shoulders, typical for a big shot like a CEO. I use my `` special massage tool '' on her cervix and shoulders. That 's what she calls it when I whack her with my stiff gumshoe. That was a gag the first time I did it, but it seems the feel of being pounded with a difficult, yet yielding dick is quite an effective technique. It does n't usually do anything for me, but today I think I ca n't do that too much, or I 'll get my `` special massage emollient '' all over her. That 's something you ca n't do using the genuine massage table.

So I move on down her back, and onto one of my favorite, her gluteus muscle ( keister ). I pay detail attending to the gluteus, whether they need it or not. Kiki 's never complained about that. Then down onto her hamstring, the spinal column of the thigh. If I 'm trying to get her a happy ending, my hands will roam further up her interior thigh, but today I 'm just tantalization, so again she sighs as I move down her legs again. I just feel so happy massaging Kiki, I have a permagrin on my nerve, I 'm not trusted why I like it so much, it 's so sensual, and it probably appeals to my submissive side, serving her like that.

Now it 's prison term for her to turn over, so I can do her figurehead. I notice there 's a small moistness eyepatch where she was lying. She could take asked me to get her off at anytime, and I 'd be happy to oblige, but for now, she 's message with the teasing. I 'm sure she 'll get to that later. I 'm also hoping, she 'll get to my hard on sometime, it 's feeling like it 's going to explode, rather rather than later.

So on the front, I start paying attention to her pecs. Now on a woman, the boobs are on top of the pecs, so that 's just an excuse to play with her boobs some. Again, Kiki has never objected to that. Now, I still think that Kiki 's breast are the most perfect in existence. Now, I do know what alphabetic character they are, 32DDD, she 's supple so while they 're not totally humongous compared to others, they look really big and stand out. I like them.

I move down and onto her quadriceps ( thighs ), again paying particular aid to her privileged thigh, but just teasing her. The wet spot has grown by now, she 's definitely horny, that 's really obvious, her legs seemingly have a thinker of their own and have spread to reveal her very wet ( shaved of course, ) pussy.

Finally, I get to her feet. Feet is how this bathing/massage thing started. We both found it very sensual when I washed and massaged her feet. Not to refer the licking and toe sucking. So I thoroughly massaged her base, to an accompaniment of moan, such that you might think she was actually getting soundly fucked. Then, I started on the whacking and the sucking, thoroughly exploring each toe and the entire foot, Kiki was sounding like she might explode. Though I was worrying about me just exploding anytime soon, I did wield to finish, undischarged, and knelt at her ft waiting for her next whim.

Kiki sighed contentedly, and stretched languidly. She looked at me, with dreamy half closed eye, and beckoned me to her. She opened her moth invitingly, and I knelt succeeding to her top dog. Her sass took me in, ( another thing that 's difficult with the real number massage tabular array, ) and fuck ! I did explode. I came in her mouth instantly. Then collapsed onto the bed.

Now, if you really want to analyze that, it may not be Kiki being altruistic, as that might seem. It could be purely selfish, giving blowjobs is her darling sex act, a fact I 'm eternally thankful for, I could palpate guilty that I didn't give her a prospect to bask it, but that moment, there was very little happening in my mental capacity. ( She may also has another motive we 'll see later. )

So I 'm lying there, pretty much out of it, when I feel something poking me. When I look, Kiki is lying there, smiling, propped up on one elbow. When she sees she has my attention, she exaggeratedly flops onto her back and points over to the wanton chair in the corner. I know what that means, but I first had to get up off the bed, not an easy matter in my stream condition.

fountainhead, Kiki wants it, and that 's my current job, what she wants. So I make the great effort to get up, then manage to pick her up again and take her over to the chair. She 's not helping ; she 's totally boneless after the massage. I can appreciate that, a good massage will do that to you, and Kiki does like my massages. The chair is the darling way for both of us to get oral sex. You can sit there and watch the former working away between your branch, if you 're on the bed, you do n't see that. Kneeling in front of the other, to go down on them is such a twist on, that is my favorite favorite thing to do.

Even better when she says, `` take aim your metre. '' That really is my favorite, I get to enjoy myself. I 'm doing Kiki 's bidding, but it does n't signify I ca n't enjoy it as well. I enjoy doing whatever she wants, but this is perfect. She 's slumped in the chair, her butt half-hanging off the rump, and her stage ranch as wide as they 'll go. Perfect for prosperous access, she 's so quick for this, that a lot is obvious. She 's so blue, and her lips are unfastened and puffy, and her clit is peeking out.

I start really gently, if I 'm not careful, she 'll explode. Danger ! Unexploded Kiki ! That thought wanders across my brain, not a lot else is going on up there, I 'm concentrating on doing this right. I manage to not immediately set her off, and set about teasing her as often as potential. She writhed around, and moaned, seemingly desperate to come. I 'm for sure she was, but she does seem to like it if I draw this out as much as potential, so that 's what I did.

But eventually, I could n't retard the inevitable any longer, she came. She screamed, went set with her backside off the seat, then slumped back onto the president, boneless and silent. I kept my station, kneeling between her peg, smiling up at her, waiting for another whim. She stirs, smiles down at me and says, `` Fuck me. ``

That 's her early motive for blowing me earlier, I 'm going to give her a much honest piece of ass if I do n't immediately burst on entering her. After performing my favorite activity on her, I 'm severe of course, and fucking Kiki is one of my favourite things to do, though I think the going down her just edge it out, but it 's finale there.

Again, I get to pick up the boneless Kiki, and place her gently on the bed. None of her muscles seem to be working either, except for her smile muscles. She 's still smiling a very vacant smile at me. The smile has been a permanent fixture this morning, she 's usually a happy smiley person, just another one of the things I like about Kiki.

So I try to do it the way she likes it best, I enter her gently and she sighs and melts even further into the bed. Then comfortable gentle thrusting to get her warmed up, when the signs are right, I speed up, then she's coming. Now it's time to go all out, this won't last long, it can't last foresightful before I'll prostration, I just hope I can keep it up long enough for both of us to come again.

She's hardly finished coming, and she's coming again, that's good I'm getting close, to both coming, and collapsing from debilitation. Kiki's sexual climax blends into a third gear, which pushes me over the boundary, I come inside of her, then I collapse into a sweaty panting cumulus on top of Kiki.

We're both out of it after that, but I regain some of my wits, and considering the new found enthusiasms from yesterday, I summon up the energy to move. Kiki makes a disappointed interrogative mood speech sound when she feels me moving off of her. She does like being pinned under me like that, but I hope she'll like this better.

I move down and distribute her legs, then dive into her mussy opened pussy. She makes another interrogative speech sound, this one sounds much more okay, followed by"Oooooh."What minuscule breath she has, goes out of her, and what short sinew ascendance she had, fails, and she's again melt into the bed again.

I'm not thinking lots, but what I'm cerebration is along the subscriber line of"I love Kiki,"and"Kiki loves this."So the finish of the syllogism is,"I love this."( I'm not sure the logic actually holds up, but I don't charge. ) So I'm not finding it degrading, but uplifting, and a turn on. I'm still not fond of the taste, but I can live with that.

It 's not long before she comes, and I move back up to hug her. It 's a while before her eyes flutter spread out, she 's been smiling all along, but now the smile grows as she sees me watching her. She reaches down and squeezes my hard on, it had grown while I 'd gone down on her, and was poking her thigh. She manages to raise her head, and look towards the easy president, and says, `` Blowjob. ``

As I said, a blowjob is her favorite, and that 's what she wants to do now, I 'm felicitous about that. Not that I'd ever object to a cock sucking, it ranks right up there with fucking on my inclination of dearie matter to do. So I pick her up, go to the chair, and set her down in forepart of me, before sitting down, and letting her do her thing. I 'm watching her kneel naked between my legs, that 's so hot. She reaches for my putz, grasps it and leans forward to ask me into her mouth.

I 've said it before, she gives the best blowjobs in the world. I know this for a fact, and today 's blowjob was her very best. She was taking her sentence to enjoy it, I know what that 's like, and being on the receiving end of it was totally take care blowing. And my judgment was blown, repeatedly, along with my dick. I was the one writhing and moaning this fourth dimension, I was sweating harder than after the fuck.

Finally, she lets me hail. I 've no clappers, or muscleman left to use by this meter, and I just melt into the hot seat. When my wits start to return, she 's sitting on my second joint, watching me, she sees me open my middle and leans forward to hug me. That 's nice. Then, she reaches forward and reaches for the choker, and asks, `` You do n't mind if assume this off, do you ? I want you back as you. ``

I 'm not going to object to anything she wants, but I have n't regained the office of speech yet, so I grunt, in a minus personal manner, I do n't heed. So she removes the pinch. I 'm not going to be thoroughly for anything for a while anyway. But, Kiki is turned on by the gust job. I notice her rubbing her pussy on my thigh and leaving a wet trail, I think about trying to help oneself her with that, but she just tells me, `` No, you just lie there. '' Then, she starts rubbing herself on my thigh, that 's dissimilar. Then, she adds some digit, feeling her clit to help her.

It was quite some show. I was starting to intend, I might be able-bodied to get concern, when she comes and collapses on top of me. I think we 're both pretty practically done for now. We lay like that for a while, before we got up the strength to get back to bed. Then, we just cuddled for near of the rest of the day. I did go down on her a few times, and she got on top of me to get me off. It was a good day.

I think, I hope, Kiki was doing all that just for her own enjoyment, that 's what I wanted. But, if she 'd asked me what my double-dyed day of her indulging me was, it 'd plough out pretty similar. I 'm never for certain with Kiki if she 's doing something for my, or her, welfare. Maybe that 's why we work so well together, it works out for both of us. I do have it off her a lot, and the sex certainly helps .