I woke up, Kiki was there smiling at me. She pulled off the cover song so I could see the full magnificence which is her organic structure. She really is the sexiest woman alert ; 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 favorite porn star. Not just that, she 's now the CEO of a successful erotica yield company, and she encourages the endowment ( the young woman anyway ) to bed me. So I 've had a lot to compare her to and she is still the aphrodisiacal, I know this for a fact. So not yet thirty, smoking hot body, always horny, devastatingly intelligent ( the title `` Dr '' is for real, in atom physics ), rich, and she likes to part. 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 serving book, I had a look over it and selected the American Breakfast, maybe not the most stir choice in the world, but the kitchens at a take to hotel like this make it pretty yummy. And it was all expensed.

We were on a business enterprise head trip, to Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, for the AVN show. ( AVN is `` Adult Video News, '' the trade paper for the porn diligence, they have a big show, and it coincides with CES. ) So Kiki 's company was paying for all of this, which is good, I would not experience wanted to spend the $ 900/night the hotel charged while CES is in town. That $ 900 is just for their cheap way, they had more expensive ones, but even their cheesy elbow room is about the gracious hotel room I 've ever stayed in. We 've stayed in a few overnice 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 romantic break.

As Vegas hotels go, this was a weird one. It was very conveniently located on the nerve centre of the comic strip, just a monorail hop away from the convening center, but it 's non-smoking, and it has no cassino. It 's like an oasis of sanity in the midst of the madness which is Vegas. Being a Californian, I never really appreciate `` non-smoking '' until I got to Vegas the first fourth dimension. People still smoke indoors there, it's horrible.

So Kiki calls room service and monastic order our breakfast, then says, `` Time 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 `` mobilize ritual '' goes back to a meter in college when we ordered a pizza, then we started fooling around. It got to the percentage point where she was blowing me, and I was thinking I 'd be coming soon when the pizza arrived. Someone made a scuttlebutt 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 boobs all over me, in my face, I like boobs in my expression ( or, just I LIKE BOOBS ), then down my body. When she got to my dick she popped it in her mouth briefly to get it good and wet, then rubbed her sin 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 fourth dimension when my dick is sticking out from between her bosom, her mouth is there to trance 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 thoroughly it tells them they 're doing it right. Then, she stops. Before I can fully work on this growth, she 's at it again, this time 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 favorite, but this is particularly good. I just lie there and be lazy, and her kitty-cat works on my pecker to piddle me come. I can watch her bounce up and down. She bounces particularly nicely ; those boobs which had just been wrapped around my dick are perfect. 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 suppose she 's occur 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 wearable. '' My response is I do n't think that 's its primary purpose. Its elementary purpose is to wrench me on, not that I usually need a great deal service with that. The kimono is barely big enough to envelop around her boobs ; she usually lets it hang open up. It's barely long enough to cover her slit. 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 quell on long, at least not covering anything.

I hear her resolve the door and central pleasantries with the server. Then Kiki walks back into the room and says, `` You should cover yourself up. '' And flips a cover over me so my cock is no longer on presentation. Then, the waiter walks into the room pushing the elbow room service pushcart. I blush and pull the book binding up further, before I register the waiter is a fille. 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 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 glance of what 's under there. It had n't been fastened when the waiter was in the way 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 feather on the desk chair for me to sit on and one on the sofa for her to sit on. I join her for breakfast. The breakfast is first-class, I like getting elbow room service breakfast at a fantasy hotel, its one of spirit 's great pleasure. As I said, zippo particularly special, bacon, testicle, potatoes, toast, coffee, pretty touchstone, but they do it so well. That and I 'm naked and looking at my nearly naked ( only the spread out kimono ), smoking hot, wife.

She seemed to be enjoying the view as well, both of naked me, and of the strip outside the window. We 'd opened the mantle to get a beneficial view, so anyone looking our way would possess gotten a pretty good view as well. Though I 'm not sure as shooting how visible we 'd be really, the building 's a new fancy `` LEED '' certified one, and all the windows are covered in contemplative film to prevent the sun out. Just opening the mantle was a challenge, everything is done by using the TV remote to select on filmdom menus to do things, including setting the temperature, opening the drape, and turning on the lights.

With breakfast over, she said, `` I 'll go shower bath, so you can sustain dessert. '' That was promising, I like eating her, so she 'll use repast metaphors to paint a picture me going down on her, like, `` do you require an appetizer, '' or as in this case, `` having dessert. '' She 'd probably liked to have 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 conciliate, she 'll lave up for me first.

That was my cue to go down to the gym. I 've got to stay fresh fit, or I 'd never be able to hold on up with Kiki. 25 arcminute on a wheel at the top of the aerobic geographical zone should do it, around a 170 bosom charge per unit. That 's also a trade good 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 sozzled use gear, and I kick off my sneakers. She unfolds a big bath towel over the bed, and I lie down on it. I 'm a little pooped from my cause, so that 's good. She licks up some of the effort from over my breast bone, she 's a bit unearthly like that, but I 'm not going to stop her. She does go onto my nipple, though that I really do n't like, so I make less appreciative noises and she stops. Then she moves onto dessert, she climbs on my facial expression and plops her wet ( with her juice ), freshly washed kitty on my face.

Freshly washed means it does n't throw that a great deal flavor until I find some more of her succus, it still tastes a bit clean though. I 'm not complaining ; I 'm really favorable. But, slit does taste scoop when it's not quite so fresh, but not with cum in it. But, I LIKE LICKING pussycat, any pussy will do, Kiki 's is particularly extra, because it's Kiki 's. She does n't take long about coming. Then gets down and hug me. This clip 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 recollective. She sighs and hugs me more, but she does offer me some more, and I take her up on that. This clip when she 's going to sit on me, I suggest, `` Other way around ? '' So she turns around and gets into a sixty-nine position. Of all my favorite things, this may be my favorite, especially when Kiki does it for my benefit. The one drawback to sixty-nine is getting distracted. It's difficult to both reach and obtain at once, so we 'll designate one or other party as the beneficiary of the act and they 're relieve to be distracted, and not feel guilty about doing a pitiful job on the other.

This was for my benefit, a cock sucking to get me off. I really like a cunt in my brass while she 's doing that. I licked at her, but I do n't intend I was doing such a unspoilt job, because I was distracted by the blowjob. Kiki is very distracting when my dick is in her oral fissure, she seemed to be in a hastiness, so was extra distracting. It did n't pack me long to come. As I was coming, I tensed up, grabbed the dorsum 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 breathe again.

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

My mental capacity was still quite hazy, so I answered, `` I love you too. '' Without thinking about it much, like I say, I 'm pretty sure as shooting I do. She hugged me loaded and then got up, saying, `` I 'll go rinse off, then you should get in the shower, remember we have an appointment. '' Now I remembered, we had an naming in the spa for later, that was why she was rushing me.

We got down to the spa, well ahead of the prescribed clip, as we 'd get to use their former facilities. The hotel, as well as the spa, has an `` oriental '' theme, so we got served green tea while we had the consultation. They like you to fulfil in a questionnaire, make surely you 're sound enough for whatever. I 'm sure it's just the lawyer 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 clothing, like swimming shorts was the norm. This is America after all ; we 're an edgy bunch. Some spa 's we 'd been to, like in Europe, they 'd be mixed, and clothing of any sort was strange. I like those, if I can block from getting a hard on. That 's a good reason ( if a reason is needed ) to have sex before going to a spa, so you 're less in all likelihood to get an embarrassing hard on.

I used the readiness, they had fancy hydrotherapy pools, the usual sauna ( dry oestrus ) and steam room, and take to exhibitioner with digital ascendency which gave you various `` experiences, '' like `` tropical forrest '' or `` Arctic mist. '' It was when Arctic mist decided to spray freezing cold H2O over me, I got more wary of what it was doing.

Then it was metre for our massage. Massages are one of those affair that grown ups do, but no one ever told you about. We 'd reserved a `` distich massage. '' It sounds like the apparatus for a sex scene, you lie naked on a `` table '' ( really a very peg down bed which can kindle or lower ), Kiki is lying naked on the next table, we 're close enough could hold hands if we wanted. Then the girls ( the masseuses, we have one each ) spread you with oil or emollient and slash you all over. With a couple 's massage you have a individual retinue, just for the four of you.

Weirdly, it 's not erotic. The massage is therapeutic, not sexual, they poke and poke you to make your muscles relax, they 'll poke and intrude at unbendable muscle until you go `` Ow ! '' There 's no `` felicitous ending, '' they carefully avoid your dick or cunt, and they keep you decorously `` draped '' at all times. You 'd think having a young lady accident 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 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 base. ( Now, Cheri from craft services who sometimes works on Kiki 's production is an amateur 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 tabular array, as well its own shower, a small hydro-therapy pool, and a sweat room. We decided on the sauna. The sweat room said 170 degrees, about average for a sauna. I threw some weewee on the rock to give it a petty humidity, and give it finger even hotter, then sat down on a towel on the top work bench. sauna 's have judiciary at various layer, the higher you go the hotter it is. You just sit and sweat for a while, then you 'll go to cool off in the pool.

Kiki had a different idea, she put her towel down on the Bench below. The towel is not just for hygienics, but the workbench are fucking hot, like 170 degree, they feel much hotter than the air. ( I could explain the cathartic of that, Physics 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 intemperate during the massage, they really are relaxing, but Kiki was making my prick change its mind about the floppiness in a hurry.

If you 've never had a blowjob in a sauna, you 're missing out, it's dissimilar, and you get really sweaty. This fourth dimension she was n't in a hurry, though I did own thoughts I should get out of their before I expire from the heat. They recommend only 15 moment at a prison term in a sweat room, all saunas have clocks to help oneself you there. So I know, twelve minutes later I come in Kiki 's mouthpiece, 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 waiting area up in the sky hall on the 23rd floor. The waiting room had peachy views of the flight strip, but was a bit messed up. Like I said, the hotel has an oriental 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 pastries and sandwiches. The English seem to have 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, clock time for dinner party. We considered going to the fancy Gallic eating house 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 famous person chef, and did gourmet burger. I was n't certainly how you made a burger gastronome, but it sounded tasty. While we were walking through the earth floor third house, Kiki met somebody, and started talking to them.

I hung around and Kiki introduced me to the young lady, 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 fuck. I did n't greet Lisa as a porn actress, but then I do n't hump them all. In this case, Lisa turned out to be not a smut actress, she was the waitress who 'd delivered our breakfast this morning. Kiki and her had recognized each early when they met in the lobby.

dinner was tasty, I 've never thought of putting potato french-fried potatoes in a Warren E. 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 lesbian videos, even if they were really meant for men. Lisa said Kiki 's video recording seemed more genuine than the mediocre 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 eve, it seems that they 'd arranged for Lisa to come back to the room with us sometime during dinner. I was expected to just look on. We 'd had quite a few encounters which had started with that premiss, they usually did n't end that way, and neither did this one. Kiki gave her a lap dancing, that 's so hot, that got me backbreaking. 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 expostulation to that by then, my exclusively reserve was my dick was screaming at me to get in on the action at law, I had n't gotten any since the sauna. I just about managed to brush aside that, and do my best job on Lisa. It 's going to be meliorate for me in the long run if she enjoys it more. She certainly did look to revel it, when I finally made her come, she collapsed into a sweaty smiling heap on the bed. I was desperate by that fourth dimension, so Kiki came to my aid and mishandle me, we did n't want to bother Lisa at that point. That was good. Then, we all hugged for a while, but eventually Lisa had to leave. She said, she 'd try to come back with breakfast in the morning time. 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 clues that she was horny. She knows letting me forge that out on my own is n't a good strategy. Sometimes a fiddling more assertiveness on her character would n't go amiss. Since she came last, she 'd blown me three clock time, 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 practiced oeuvre on her, until my jaw got play out. I think Kiki liked that, I know I did .