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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 give 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 face and start’s rubbing me over her, just like I like her (or usually Kennedy) doing to me. She gets off in no time, and I’m happy, 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, "Blow job?" I nod enthusiastically.
She gets off the table, and I hear her under the table, then feel her mouth 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 cough and a gurgle, then a laugh. Kiki appears, "Wound up were we?" I must have been, but at that point I really didn’t care about much, I just smiled an even goofier grin. 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 brain power to do some good on her. She does seem to appreciate it. When she finally does come, she manages to turn around to kiss me, before throwing her arms around my neck and snuggling while collapsing. That was nice.
When next she stirs, she says, "Blowjob?" That was a question, to which there's only one answer, I nod enthusiastically. I'm already hard after getting her off, that does turn me on. She oozes off the table, rather unsteadily and disappears from view. The blowjob doesn't start, but I hear some rustling, then she comes back into view and shows me the strap-on beneath the skirt. Telling me, "I almost forgot about this. You know how much I love this." Again, I didn't know Kiki, rather than Kennedy, did like doing that. Again, she was the enthusiastic anime girl again. She leant down and kissed me excitedly again, several times.
Then she asked, still excitedly, "Can I? Can I? Can I?"
I usually didn't like 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 pause, and the sound of squirting lube, while she kept up a commentary about how much she liked doing this to me. "Mild discomfort" is how I've described this act before from my point of view, but today, I really didn't mind. It didn'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 didn't feel humiliated, but loved, and no discomfort. Physically it didn'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 round to where I could see her, she saw my smile and frowned, asking, "Sorry, didn'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 worries to rest, 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 don't see what other answer I could give to that, but decided on a serious, "Yes please." But then added the smart ass bit anyway, "You may have noticed, I like blow jobs." I was also mightily turned on after the ass fucking. It usually turned me on, but after actually enjoying it, wow!
So she does blow me, she does her usual indescribably good job of it. I know for a fact that she gives the best blow jobs in the world. It was all good, bondage, and blowjobs, and short skirts, and a totally sexy Kiki, the hottest girl in the world. (I'm not biased, she really is.) And I'd just come not so long ago, so I didn't immediately come this time, just melted into a moaning heap as she teased me forever.
But, she didn't make me come, not that I noticed this fact, until she stopped. I let out an exasperated moan, but then she whacked me a couple of times with the whip, undid the cuffs on my wrists and stood there while I undid the rest of the bonds.
When I was free, she stuck her tongue out at me, taunting me. There was something she wanted, and she was trying to put me in the right frame of mind to get it. I was never one to refuse 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 rough fucking, so I let my primitive side take over.
Still holding her head, I rammed my dick as far into her mouth as I could get it. She made satisfying gurgling sounds to go with it. I pulled out, and she gasped for breath. I pull her down onto the floor and knelt between her open legs. With my other hand I roughly fingered her pussy, she was sopping wet as expected, and moaned at the treatment. Then, I took my dick and rammed it in her pussy. She started to come immediately.
I didn'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 full weight on top of her. I was pretty much gasping for breath by that time, it's a workout going at her that hard.
I feel myself being hugged, so I roll over holding her tight, hugging her back. Breathlessly, she sighs, "Thank you. Only you can make me feel so used, and so loved at the same time." I was out of it, but enough of that filtered through to make my heart 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 enthusiasms, would you like to lick it out of me?" Then she added, "I do love it sooo much when you do that, would you please, please?"
Again, Kiki had never showed any enthusiasm for me licking up the mess, it was 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 much, and again I liked the way kennedy would force me to. But again, Kiki's enthusiasm was infectious, I couldn't refuse Kiki anything she wanted, so going down on her sounded like a fantastic idea.
I still didn'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 romantic day tomorrow. Just the two of us in bed all day. How's that?"
I was all for the idea, 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 collar I'd bought for her, it showed she owned me, but I was never one to ask for things like that. Kiki smiled, but didn'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 time 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 time we got to bed. We just hugged; we must have been tired.
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