Tuesday, September 16, 2014

"Thanks for Sharing"

The other night I started watching a movie. It was called “Thanks for Sharing”. The movie was about sex addiction. As I watched the movie and these people fighting an addiction along the same lines as alcoholism, I reflected on my own situation.

There was a time when Kitty acted out. There was a time when Kitty met strange men in hotel rooms, fucked them and then left. Interestingly enough, once Kitty was single, that drive to do dangerous sexual things subsided. Does Kitty still meet men in hotel rooms? Sure but not necessarily the first meeting. Kitty rarely gets so worked up that we skip the initial coffee meeting.

As the movie progressed and one of the characters began to backslide, Kitty watched him scramble to find a prostitute. The female character played by Pink was who Kitty most identified with in a way. She lost her best friend because Pink fucked her “old man”. Kitty has thought about it. Have I fucked any of my girlfriend’s “old men”? No but on occasion I have looked for them on Ashley Madison.

Even though sex was a major contributing factor to the demise of my second marriage, Kitty put my safety at risk on several levels but I have yet to hire a prostitute or let sex get in the way of my work. Notice Kitty didn’t say that I have yet to fuck one of my bosses because let’s face it, for all intents and purposes XXX was and still sort of is one of Kitty’s boss.

So the question remains, are we sex addicts?

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Kitty Distracted

I’m not sure what’s going on with me. Is it age? Hormones? I dunno but the other night when Freddie and Kitty hit the sheets Kitty was just not into it. I mean I looked across the table at him at dinner and got wet. No doubt. We were talking and dining. He was as nice as could be. Kitty had on my sexy black bra and red silky g-string even though I had a heck of a calorie busting dinner the night before with friends and wasn’t feeling sexy. But I still was up for that cock of Freddie’s. Was it the fact that he was smoking every chance he got whenever we were outside back and forth from the car? This was definitely reminiscent of Angry Guy and yes a turn off for Kitty but I keep telling myself this is just about sex. I don’t need to change Freddie and he sure as hell isn’t going to change me.

Was it the fact that I was still recuperating from my Surfer Dude fucking although that was so soft, sweet and relaxing it wasn’t as though I was sore or raw from it.

I’ll admit that when Freddie’s tongue touched my cunt I immediately thought of the velvet touch of Surfer Dude’s tongue and how I responded immediately. For whatever reason Freddie’s tongue felt too rough. His hands too rough. His fingers crammed into my ass way too hard.

I will say that his cock got nice and hard and Freddie does have a nice big hard cock. Kitty does like that. Kitty even managed to ride Freddie’s cock for a little bit. Freddie said, “Your pussy is so tight.” Even though I don’t think it was meant to be a compliment, I had to think, “how fucking loose was your ex?”

Freddie should be pleased that Kitty is so tight although I think it has more to do with the fact that he has quite a big cock…quite possibly the biggest Kitty has ever had the pleasure of sucking on.

In the end Kitty got herself off with my own bullet while Freddie fumbled between trying to lick my clit and play with his fingers. Kitty has spoiled Freddie to the point where all he wants is one of Kitty’s signature blow jobs and to cum in Kitty’s mouth. Freddie, I think needs to earn that. He is taking it for granted and Kitty can’t allow that. So, Kitty told Freddie to come on my tits. I think he enjoyed it. In the end he came. He wanted to lay and spoon all night but Kitty was anxious to get home.

“Someday, I’d like to wake up next to you like this,” he said from behind.

Kitty thought. “Yeah, NOT going to happen!” In reality Kitty smiled at Freddie and said, “Well, you never know.”

Is Kitty getting too full of myself? I think maybe this extra weight has me distracted. I no longer feel sexy. Kitty has to pull myself together and Kitty has got to do that NOW.


Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Surfer Dude Part II

He texted me the room number and the door was cracked open when I arrived at the hotel. He sat in a chair watching television. He stood up and we commented very briefly about how uncomfortable he was the day before out of fear of running into someone he knew. “But here we are and the door is closed,” he reminded me.


We began to kiss. Nice kiss. That is always a good sign. We moved very slowly, methodically almost like a dance. In fact, I think he pointed that out later. We slowly undressed each other as we continued kissing very gently. He was hard as I slipped his boxers down. This made Kitty so so happy. As an offering of appreciation Kitty knelt down and began to suck gently on the head of Sufer Dude’s cock. He sighed just a little bit.


“You are salty,” Kitty said with a smile on my face.


“I just got done surfing,” Surfer Dude answered.


Kitty had to smile. He was in fact the first Surfer I had ever been with and this was a sign he was hard core. He literally tasted like the ocean. Kitty being a Pisces has no problem with sucking ocean cock. We lay on the bed playing, licking, kissing, sucking when Surfer Dude moved his face up to my face and said, “I know you want this.”


His hard cock rubbed up against my leg and I smiled knowing that he was referring to Freddie and how this is the one thing that Freddie is still working on and even though he is 13 years older than Freddie, Surfer Dude was able to put his long hard cock inside of Kitty’s pussy and thrust into me without losing his erection or without cumming too fast. Surfer makes the best moaning noises while he fucks Kitty. It is like music to Kitty’s ears. Again we dance together joined together. Kitty rolls on top of Surfer Dude and begins to ride his cock. I think I may be able to cum in this position. It’s been so long…too long. Kitty wants to cum while riding Surfer Dude’s cock. We move, Kitty grinds and just as Kitty feels the orgasm I hear Surfer Dude say, “I’m cumming.”


So many thoughts are going through Kitty’s head at this point, “Damn that feels good! Fuck, I have a headache (because at some point I think I stopped breathing); I should have told him not to cum inside of me. Damn that feels good!”


Yes, it was not wise of Kitty and yes, Surfer did ask once the act was complete if it was okay to cum inside of me. Yes, Kitty asked that he not do it again and yes, Kitty told him I thought it would be okay as I slipped into the bathroom.”


Now is probably not a good time for Kitty to do a public service announcement on safe sex but as I explained to Surfer Dude, Kitty is in a weird place physically. Kitty is caught on the cusp of menopause so even though Kitty still gets my period I don’t really think I can get pregnant. Am I kidding myself? Yes. Am I going to freak out about this? No, there is no point and Kitty will deal with whatever I need to deal with and there will be no drama. Kitty is an adult and Kitty should have been upfront with Surfer Dude before we got into our games. This is Kitty’s responsibility and Kitty will deal with the repercussions and in the future Surfer Dude will not cum inside of Kitty.


Kitty and Surfer dude lay in bed and talked. We talked about Surfer Dude’s family. It sounds lovely and Kitty assured him that I would never want to hurt any of them. He told me about his latest lover before Kitty and her sad story. These stories…they make Kitty so grateful for my life and my blessings. Kitty is a financially independent woman, single mother and free. All Kitty wants at this point is a few stolen hours with the salty Surfer Dude whenever our schedule allows. We spoke briefly about the blog and my latest "Uptight Cunts" post.


As we chatted Surfer Dude touched Kitty. He rubbed me and gently kissed me. Much to Kitty’s surprise Surfer Dude began to get hard again. DAMN is Kitty a lucky Kitty. Sadly throughout our playtime Surfer Dude was getting texts from friends and family members wanting to catch the next swell. We became distracted although Surfer Dude managed to work his way down between Kitty’s legs. His tongue felt like silk on Kitty’s clit. Kitty jokingly told Surfer Dude he was offending me again referring to my latest blog post and Surfer Dude continued his offensive behavior which felt so good. Kitty can’t remember a man performing oral on me so perfectly the first time. His touch was not too soft and not too hard. It was absolutely perfect and Kitty’s lower body immediately relaxed and came one more time.


Sadly, time did not allow Kitty to do the same for Surfer Dude. He admitted to being somewhat distracted and a text from his wife concerned us both. Quickly we dressed and left the room.


Kitty was left with a terrible headache, the taste of the ocean in my mouth and a completely relaxed body after dancing with Surfer Dude.


Since I promised Surfer Dude I would never text him, Kitty had to put him out of my mind the next day. Later in the afternoon I received a text from Bill my blogging bestie asking if I had heard from Surfer Dude and if it bothered me. I told him that I did not expect to hear from Surfer and that I promised not to text him and that this arrangement did not bother me.


Later in the day, just before he left work I believe, I received a lovely text from Surfer Dude. It said, “Hey…Just wanted to say thanks for yesterday. Have a great weekend. Looking forward to next time. I’m thinking we have a lot of fun ahead of us.”


Surfer Dude, if you are reading this I want to say that I am looking forward to a lot of fun and dancing in the sheets with you too. You are a wonderful lover and Kitty had a wonderful time.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Surfer Dude

Meeting play mates and fucking them for the first time at a hotel room never gets boring for Kitty. Kitty and the Surfer Dude actually met several years ago. Wait...let me correct myself, we CORRESPONDED two years ago. Apparently I reached out to him on AM. We chatted on the phone. That much I remember. Oh and I told him about the blog. But as we all know life sometimes gets in the way. He got busy with work; Kitty was busy with work and just after our correspondence Kitty got divorced. Without realizing it Surfer Dude had been reading Kitty’s blog. So he knew all about Kitty’s divorce and all the other shenanigans that have been occurring over the past two years. He read recently that Kitty was back on AM and sure enough he found my profile and reached out to Kitty again.


So Kitty and Surfer finally met for coffee finally after 2 years. We were both a little nervous. Kitty was nervous over this extra weight I have been carrying lately. It bothers me and every day I work at eating right and every day I do well until the night time. Enough about that though. That’s Kitty’s personal demon that I have to deal with on my own…and I will.


Surfer was nervous for obvious reasons. We were out in the open not far from his hometown and he was concerned someone would recognize him. His eyes constantly scanned the outside parking lot as we were sitting outside in the courtyard. We spoke very generically not getting too deep into any one subject mostly just recounting the events of the past two years. It was an interview more or less although Surfer knew far more about Kitty from reading my blog than I could ever know about him and as he said, “I know I can trust you. You are about the only single woman I would ever consider seeing.”


Surfer Dude is right. Kitty has no intention of ruining anybody’s life/marriage/family. That’s not what Kitty is about and it never will be. Since Surfer Dude is a reader of Kitty’s blog he pointed out that Kitty not too long ago wrote, “No more married men.” And then Surfer Dude said, “And here we are.” His words along with the way he looked into my eyes made me wet.


Because Surfer was so on edge at our first meeting Kitty was not surprised not to hear from him at all the next day. Kitty had to assume that Surfer Dude had second thoughts and who is Kitty to question that. So Kitty went about my day thinking that things with Surfer Dude would go no further. Kitty had plans for the evening and when those plans were cancelled, without hesitating I texted Surfer, “Hey my plans for tonight changed. Would you want to get together?”


It wasn’t long before he texted back that his truck just got done at the shop and he’d “love to get together.” Kitty is wet.


Within minutes we had hatched a plan and then not too long after that Kitty was on my way to meet Surfer Dude for our first session of fucking.


Thursday, August 28, 2014

Uptight Cunts

Okay something has come to Kitty's attention. Something that must be addressed PRONTO!!!

One of Kitty's blogging besties just told me about a situation. It seems that he was interviewing candidates from Ashley Madison for his latest conquest. Suffice it to say that Kitty loves hearing stories about the interview process and of course I have been known to share a few of my own. So my bestie was zeroing in on one particular candidate. He sent me a photo of her. She looked cute...a little trashy but definitely fuckable.

Later last night my bestie began texting me about how high maintenance she is and how she was offended by something he asked her. Turns out she was telling bestie that she was on her way to a spa or something. Somewhere in the conversation bestie asked subtly if she was going to have her kitty waxed. Now Kitty read the text exchange and in my bestie's defense he was asking in a playful manner. To make a long story short the tight ass, high maintenance chick flew off the handle and bitch slapped poor bestie via text.

What Kitty is trying to say here is that those of us on Ashley Madison are there for a reason and none of us are any better than any body else on there. That's actually one of the things I love about the website. So for this chick to think she is too good for someone to ask if her pussy is shaved is completely ridiculous!

The fun of Ashley Madison is getting something you don't get at home. From my experience men want the dirty, nasty animal fucking that their wives won't give them. They want dirty talk. They want us to say, "fuck, cock, pussy and CUNT". That's right! I said it! CUNT! CUNT! CUNT!

Men want to fuck us in the ass and they want us to swallow their cum. They want us to lap it up and they want to see it dripping from our lips as we smile our cheshire cat smiles.

And to be honest Kitty LOVES all that too! Kitty LOVES pleasing her men. You all know that but if the tight ass bitch who gets insulted by bestie's playful banter gets offended because she wants to be "respected"...well all Kitty has to say is, "Yeah, good luck with that you dumb tight ass CUNT!"

Yes, Kitty has had a bit too much caffeine today but I think you get my point ;)

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Call Me Kitty Grey

After the other night when Kitty held Freddie’s hands up over his head, Freddie requested it again last night. We went to dinner in a very vanilla fashion. Freddie is truly the only man I have ever met on any dating website that means what he says when he says he wants a long term relationship, commitment…blah blah. It breaks my heart that I don’t want the same thing…with him anyway. But in the meantime we both agreed to just have fun and we are.

So we went for dinner and then back to his place. Kitty sat in his man cave waiting for him to do whatever…probably smoke (see, that’s one reason we will not end up together. Smoking is a deal breaker for Kitty). We sat and chatted for a bit and Kitty was pretty much resigned to this date ending with nothing more than a kiss when Freddie caught site of Kitty’s new leopard print bra. Kitty then took the opportunity to take off my blouse to show Freddie the jewels on the front of the bra. Freddie admired the bra then continued his chatter. It was getting late and Kitty promised my kids I’d be home around midnight. I began to put my blouse back on.

“Hey, what are you doing that for?” Freddie asked “Come over here. I want a closer look.” He motioned toward his lap. Kitty got on his lap and began kissing Freddie as he massaged my breasts then slowly reached around and unhooked my bra. He began sucking my nipples then I said, “Wanna go into your bedroom?”

He got up and led me into his room. I removed the rest of my clothes leaving only my black lace panties then slipped under the covers. Now you all know by now the routine. Kitty and Freddie fooled around and Freddie absolutely loves loves LOVES Kitty’s mouth on his cock. This time though Kitty got a nice little surprise. Freddie got so hard so fast that he told Kitty to climb on that hard cock and Kitty being the obedient kitty that I am obliged. Sadly Kitty had a bit of stage fright. I began moving about but feared the inevitable. Either Freddie would cum too fast or Freddie would lose his erection. After a few gyrations from Kitty poor Freddie began to shrink. Kitty immediately hopped off and grabbed my trusty bullet.

Once again Freddie kneeled in front of Kitty. I sucked his cock as he moved the bullet along with his fingers inside of Kitty. He then moved down just a little more and began sucking Kitty’s clit. Kitty lost complete control. I heard my own moans. I had no control and as hard as I tried to fight losing control Freddie made Kitty cum so hard that I thought for sure I was going to squirt. Once again Kitty asked for a moment to compose myself. We lay side by side when Freddie confessed that he was totally turned on when I held his hands down. Even though Kitty prefers not to dominate in bed, Freddie did such a great job of making me cum that I had no choice but to fulfill his wish. When I agreed he immediately got up and brought 4 straps and 2 poles. Freddie had made a contraption to tie or be tied to the bed. It was quite clever really and Kitty was impressed. In addition, he asked to be blindfolded. Kitty thought this would be fun!

When Freddie’s arms and legs were secured to his handmade contraption and his blindfold was on, Kitty began to gently kiss Freddie’s lips. Again, I grazed his nipples with my tongue giving each a little nibble just as I had done several nights before. I moved down and ran my tongue along the insides of his thighs. He moaned letting me know that he was obviously enjoying things so far. I sucked gently on his balls, ran my tongue up his shaft, around his head and down the other side of his cock. “Naughty Kitty,” he repeated over and over.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked

“I want you to put the whole thing in your mouth,” he requested.

I put his entire cock into my mouth making sure he could feel the back of my throat then pulled him out.

I repeated the sequence several times. Each time he became more and more excited and more and more agitated when I stopped. He begged Kitty to let him cum but Finally Kitty moved Freddie’s cock in and out of my mouth for a longer period. He was pulsating and as hard as I have ever seen him. Kitty so wanted to ride that cock but I opted to give Freddie what I knew he really wanted.

I move my mouth faster and faster in the sequence I had been following, licking his balls then his shaft, his head down the other side of the shaft then plunging the entire cock into my mouth.

“Please can I cum?” He pleaded

“Yes, you may cum,” Kitty answered briefly before returning his cock into my mouth. Again, I heard him cry out and then felt the warm cum hit the back of my throat. He lay motionless on the bed still bound and blindfolded. Kitty ran into the bathroom quickly then untied Freddie when I returned and he had a moment to gain his composure.

We texted briefly once Kitty got home and I mentioned that I had brought my fuck me heels.

“We didn’t need them. It was enough just to have a normal date.”

Kitty laughed and answered, “Which part of being tied up and blindfolded was normal?”

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Sexier Than Ever

I’m not sure exactly what came over me yesterday. Kitty was definitely looking forward to a play date with Freddie and everything was definitely going along as planned. I’ll admit that even though Kitty and Freddie are quite familiar by now, that initial greeting is still a little awkward for Kitty. Luckily Freddie was right at the door when Kitty walk up to the house. Luckily Freddie ushered me right past the living room, bathroom and into his bedroom as his son stayed in his own bedroom. Kitty kept quiet. Freddie locked the bedroom door and lay on his bed. Kitty without thinking began to undress. I had brought along a red silky g-string and some fuck-me pumps that I promised I’d wear for Freddie some day. I also brought my bullet. There was no way Kitty was walking away tonight without a decent orgasm even if I had to do it myself. Freddie lay watching Kitty as I smoothed lotion onto each of my legs. He made a comment about stress then lay on his stomach waiting for Kitty to massage his back. Kitty began very slowly to rub Freddie’s shoulders. It felt nice not to rush although the anticipation of potentially feeling Freddie’s cock inside me seemed unbearable but Kitty remained in charge.

I took my time and pretended as though I knew what I was doing. I rubbed Freddie’s back, then his legs. He removed his pants and Kitty rubbed his buttocks. Then Kitty leaned over and began to kiss the back of Freddie’s neck. I nibbled his ear just a bit and could hear his breath quicken. He turned over, not quite erect yet.

I’m not quite sure what came over me but Kitty began to take the dominating role. Kitty pinned Freddie’s hands up over his head and held them there as I kissed him gently on his lips. Kitty let my tongue graze just outside of Freddie’s mouth then moved down to his nipples and gave them each a little nibble. Kitty continued to hold Freddie’s hands with one of my own and with the other began to gently brush my fingers up and down his inner thighs. He definitely seemed to enjoy this as I saw a smile on his face although his eyes were closed. Very gently Kitty ran my tongue over his balls, up the underside of his shaft, then the other side, then ever so slightly around the head of his cock. He moaned and Kitty knew I was doing well. His cock became hard and although Kitty’s first instinct is to hop on for a ride, I’d been down this road and knew it was too much for Freddie.

Along with my fuck me pumps, red g-string Kitty brought along my bullet. I released Freddie’s hands and told him to get on his knees. Kitty lay on the bed sucking Freddie’s cock as he used his fingers and my bullet on me. The combination of sucking Freddie’s cock along with his masterful manipulation of my pussy brought Kitty to cum within minutes. Since Kitty is not a squirter, I need to tell my lovers when enough is enough as once Kitty cums the feel of anything on my pussy is bothersome for several minutes.

“Give me a minute,” I said as I nudged his hand away from me. Freddie continued to kiss Kitty’s mouth then prepared to put his hard cock inside of me. He teased Kitty with the head of his cock until Kitty was ready for that first and most delicious penetration…and then…as Freddie looked Kitty in the eyes he got that pained expression on his face.

“It’s okay. Just relax,” I whispered

“I came already,” he said

Kitty explained to Freddie that I had no expectations for that night. Kitty was not disappointed. I had prepared and let’s face it. Kitty had her orgasm; Freddie had his orgasm so all was right with the world.

Kitty and Freddie lay in bed chatting for a bit until Kitty had to leave for my meeting. Overall, I think it went well. Freddie has a lot of potential and as Kitty told him, as long as we are having fun, let’s see where this leads us and Kitty assures you, I AM having fun.