1. The Kennedys, 3.2: Perfect Bliss.


    Date: 11/13/2017, Categories: Fiction, Straight Sex, massage, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Romance, Author: tonybs, Source: sexstories.com

    I woke up, and Kiki smiled at me, kissed me, then leant forward again and fixed the collar around my neck. She had said we could have a romantic day today, after yesterday's activities, I'd asked if that could include using the collar and she'd smiled. That collar was one of two collars I'd bought her for her bachelorette party, she'd used the other one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and balls. That one only signified she owned my dick, this one signified she owned me, totally, heart, mind, body, 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 wasn'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 benefit, and Kiki was absolved of any responsibility to care about me and my desires. I like being Kiki’s. She lay back on the bed, spread her legs, and drew them up, then told me, "Quickly, then make the pancakes." First order of business was to get Kiki off, but she was also impatient to get to breakfast, so I shouldn't take my time about it. In normal circumstances, I might be disappointed about the order for quickness, I like to take my time and enjoy the process, but such reflection was not allowed today. So I went down on her. Going down on Kiki is still one of my favorite things to do, quick or not, but I tried to fulfill the remit, as best I could. Soon, she was moaning and writhing ...
    satisfactorily, then she came. I left her flat on the bed smiling vacantly, and went to my next task, the pancakes. I'm a reasonable cook, Kiki is most definitely not. She appreciates when I do cook for her, and seems to particularly like my pancakes. I'm happy 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 department, it had a flap through which my dick could be accessed. My dick was of course, hard. I may have woken up hard, if I hadn't I'd have been hard since I saw Kiki with the collar. My dick was poking through the flap, making it a little tent. I had, sometimes, cooked wearing some of her lingerie, 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 flat, so the idea got quietly dropped. But anyway, that wasn't the sort of thing to do for today. Though if Kiki had mentioned she wanted it, we all know, I'd wear whatever she said. I'm working away, and the pancakes are progressing nicely, when Kiki puts in an appearance. She's wearing just some of her spike heels, nothing else. It's a look she feels comfortable in, and that is one of my second favorite outfits. With my status for the day, she doesn't feel the need to pander to my whims. She's rocking the 'just woke up' vibe, or maybe, the ‘OMG, that was some come’ vibe. Either way, that's sexy on ...
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