Happy holidays everybody!!! I hope your New Year is
full of good health, happiness and lots of SEX! I am not sure what the heck is
going on with Kitty but I have had terrible writer’s block. I have no
inspiration to write whatsoever which makes Kitty so sad. Don’t get me wrong.
That’s not to say that Kitty hasn’t been having a great year filled with good
health, happiness and lots of sex myself…it’s just…I don’t know…I just haven’t
been inspired to write about it.
It’s crazy. Kitty’s blogging buddy has been up to
all sorts of shenanigans. He’s been meeting women on Tinder, Craigslist…you
name it. He’s been having all sorts of couples swaps and threesomes. Kitty even
tried at one point to gather his experience and maybe write another book but in
all honesty Bill moves so fast and furious through these women that Kitty can’t
keep up.
What’s been going on with Kitty, you ask. Well,
Kitty’s vanilla life is quite busy and of course my busy season is approaching
which is part of why I wanted to at least ramble a little bit online. I suppose
I feel somewhat obligated to keep up my blog. I’m not sure about all of you but
I used to feel a little cheated when a blog I enjoyed just ceased to exist.
Kitty has no intention of doing that.
I am going to speak frankly about something. Kitty
does not have many regrets in my life. In fact the few I have are menial. One
regret I do have however is telling some of the men in my life about this blog.
I’ll admit that when I told some of the men in my life about it I was either 1.
Not sleeping with them at the time or 2. Trying to get their approval on some
level. At any rate there have been times when I do not write trying to preserve
the feelings of one of these men. Don’t get me wrong. That is not an excuse.
Kitty is just trying to keep things real.
Which is why when Tom Hagen texted me the other day
asking why I hadn’t updated my blog in quite some time I was unable to answer.
Tom Hagen is a great example of one of the men I am talking about. Tom and
Kitty well…we fucked…several years ago. Since then we text every now and again.
It generally starts out playful then ends with Kitty saying something that
offends Tom and he cuts off communication…until we start again. I think one of
the things that offended Tom is that he reads my blog. He sees that Kitty has a
threesome then immediately assumes Kitty would participate in a threesome or
gang bang with him and his little buddies. Oh Tom, don’t be offended.
You are
not the only one who thinks this way. Esq2 has the same attitude. I think the
issue is that the days of Kitty fucking some random guy that she has never met before
is over at least for now. That threesome was an organic occurrence between Esq.
and Kitty and Esq.’s very best friend. There was a trust there that for
whatever reason sunk in with Kitty. It wasn’t just a random spontaneous thing.
Okay, I am sorry for the rambling and Tom Hagen, if
you are reading this, I do not mean to offend you.
I do have to say that I received a text this week
that I have not been able to get out of my head. It was a very simple text. It
read:
“Good Morning. I was feeling really good last night…Relaxing
with a smile on my face and a very hard cock. I think my dick was trying to
tell me something. I love making love to you and I think we are just beginning
to learn what we really want…”
The text in its entirety lends itself to
planning the future. Not a future as a monogamous couple. A future of sex with
one another. Not to mention the fact that Kitty is surrounded by people who
make it quite clear that there is absolutely nothing worth loving about Kitty. So for
anybody to show any “love” for any parts of Kitty…well…that is just
heartwarming. But let’s face it, Kitty knows better. Kitty knows all too well
that the endorphins wear off and we get back to our vanilla lives until the
next time.
This text came the morning after a very warm night
of fucking The Surfer. The Surfer and Kitty…well…we have something nice. The
last time we fucked he said, “I like what we have.” Kitty agreed. He is a
simple man and Kitty appreciates those simple statements and I agree with them.
We have for lack of a better word “relationship” that seems free and easy. We
float in and out of each other’s lives as our schedules and libidos permit.
To date The Surfer can make Kitty cum every single
time. His tongue is like velvet on my clit and when we fuck we melt into one
another effortlessly. We have something very nice and while Kitty cherishes the
moments we have together, I am very well aware that each time we meet may be
our last.
“I love making love to you”…don’t ask me why but
that simple line just made Kitty’s holiday a little brighter.
No comments:
Post a Comment