tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46278437749885833032024-03-01T00:40:37.371-05:00My Secret LifeWhen good girls go badNaughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.comBlogger485125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-11596363152031337702023-10-19T10:16:00.001-04:002023-10-19T10:16:40.402-04:00Premature Ejaculation<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">You
know…I wish we had blogging back when I was a kid. My kids have so much more
knowledge available to them via the internet. I was terribly naive as a youth
even to this day on some level.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Our
sex ed class was limited and even though I attended public school the teachers
preached abstinence as the best form of birth control. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Recently
I recounted an incident from my youth that I never fully understood and then it
hit me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Back
when I was a girl, in college actually, I dated this guy. He was a super
religious catholic boy. He was super cute and super sexy to me but he was also
super square. I still get wet when I look at his picture.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
would joke that he went to confession whenever we were together to confess our
sins from the night before. We never actually had intercourse but damn I wanted
to. I felt such a chemistry with him and wanted to feel him inside of me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Since
he lived a bit of distance from me, I’d stay at his place on occasion if we
were out late the night before. We’d kiss and fool around but damn, I could
never close the deal.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">There
was one occasion, I slept over and in the morning I reached for him. We began
to kiss. I had my eyes closed. I reached for his cock and began to stoke him.
As I remember he had a nice cock and as I said, I longed to feel it thrusting
inside of me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
admit that I barely knew what I was doing back then. I mostly followed my
instincts. I enjoyed feeling his cock in my hand so I continued to rub him. It
was only a few moments until I felt a wetness, he pulled away and apologized.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I
thought to myself, “Oh my god! What happened? What did I do? Did I do something
good or did I do something bad?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">It
is only recently that I started thinking about him and realized that he was
over excited and came too quickly or am I wrong?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">It’s
a shame that we did not have the internet back then. I could have asked you
all. Boy did I have a lot to learn! It’s amazing that I have managed to get
this far in life without someone to explain these little hiccups that life has
presented.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-3302777667418554952023-10-11T09:21:00.004-04:002023-10-11T09:28:57.069-04:00The Hug<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Today
would have been our twenty fifth wedding anniversary…I mean with Angry Guy. In
the past when he was alive, I’d post something snarky on Facebook about how “Today
would have been our ___ anniversary. Today I am celebrating that it is NOT.” I
don’t feel mean and angry like that anymore.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The
other day a song came on Spotify that made me think of him. Well to be fair a
lot of songs on Spotify remind me of him since I made up the playlist. The
playlist is not exclusively songs that we shared or that remind me of him. It’s
made up of hundreds of songs that I just happen to like but for some reason a handful
continue to replay and they happen to either be from the time period when we
were at our best…or worst or from a CD that he bought me for my birthday,
valentines day…whatever.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He bought me “Abbey
Road” partially because he knew I’d love it which I did but also because it was
not as offensive to him as the other music, I enjoyed so to him it was a win
win.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I
do not even remember which song I heard the other day that reminded me of Angry
Guy but I began to tear up. I started remembering. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sometimes
at the end of the day when I was at the kitchen sink, he’d come up behind me
and jokingly rub up against me. I say jokingly because it never led to
anything. I always wanted it to but he was just teasing. Those were the days that
I craved his attention…the days when I started to seek out attention from other
men.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">In
the car, I remembered those nights. I tried to remember how it felt for him to
touch me. He was big and forceful but I cannot feel him anymore. Maybe that is
what started me thinking. I thought to myself and tried to remember if when he
was behind me at the kitchen sink if I ever turned around and just hugged him. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I
remember at our wedding the justice of the peace told us to look into each
other’s eyes and remember how we were feeling so that during the bad times we
would remember and find each other again. And now I am thinking what would have
happened if I had turned around at the kitchen sink and wrapped my arms around Angry
Guy and just hugged him.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Back
then I remember being angry. I remember being desperate for attention. I
remember being desperate to feel a hard cock inside of me. I remember getting
to a point where I didn’t care if it was his or someone else’s hard cock.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">And
now I wonder if I had just turned around one of those times at the kitchen
sink, looked him in the eyes as we had done at our wedding, wrapped my arms around
him and hugged him how things would be different today.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">To
be fair that simply is not realistic. We had so many other problems. Sex was
simply a symptom. I do find in interesting however that as time marches on, the
bad memories seem to fade and the good memories push forward in my mind. Am I insane?</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Cambria",serif; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-80218579895663079112023-09-18T10:52:00.005-04:002023-09-18T10:52:59.276-04:00Esq 3?????<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Good morning
blogging buddies! How are all of you? I hope you are all living wonderful lives
whether they be vanilla or on the dark side. I have been living my vanilla life
mostly with a little twist. XXX is back!!! I know…RIGHT?!?!?!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Kitty and
XXX are having a vanilla (ish) romance. I cannot help but laugh. Isn’t it every
girl’s dream to end up with her adulterous lover? Is that some sort of urban
myth?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Well,
regardless XXX and Kitty are living the “dream”. Well…not quite but we are the
best of friends and see eachother regularly and I have to say that XXX can make
Kitty laugh which no man has really done since the good old days with Angry Guy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So in
addition to the XXX thing, I am really enjoying life. The funny thing about
living vanilla is that you never know where or when life will take you to the
dark side. I also love that so much crazy shit has been thrown at me over the
years that nothing surprises me…NOTHING.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So the other
day when I was sitting at a seminar for the first time since covid along with
my bosses and co-workers, I was completely unphased when one of the attorneys
sat down next to me and began chatting.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I immediately
picked up a vibe from him. He was cute, very straight laced and in good shape.
I always love a guy with a little rigidness and have found that attorneys are
fun for me in bed because 1. The attorneys that I have been with have had
pretty big cocks and 2. The attorneys I have been with are kind of assholes which
to this day, I just love when it comes to fucking.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Sadly, the
attorney skipped out of the seminar a few minutes early which sucked because I
had planned on slipping him my business card. But before he left, he kind of
slapped my arm and said “hey, I gotta run. I have an appointment.”. I said
goodbye and tucked my business card back into my purse.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After the
seminar my bosses and coworkers were teasing me as they have a tendency to do.
They get a kick out of the fact that I always seem to be the one who attracts
attention out there in the wild.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I decided to
contact the attorney via email while I was still fresh in his brain and to be honest,
I cannot help but wonder could this possibly be “ESQ 3”?????<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">After my
initial email to him he invited me to lunch. Does Kitty still got it??? We
emailed back and forth a bit and set a lunch date for this week. I have to
admit that I am prepared either way. Will this strictly be a business lunch or
will Esq 3 say something like, “My wife and I are in a loveless marriage and I
am looking for a playmate.” ? Either way this crazy life has prepared me and I
cannot wait to share the end result.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-18293739280291129812023-07-04T13:25:00.001-04:002023-07-04T13:25:13.330-04:00ABC<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I went on vacation with Old College friend. That was quite nice
actually. We had morning sex twice and I have to say that sex was so much
better than the first time when Kitty was taken by surprise. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">OCF actually taught
me a new trick. He worked Kitty’s clit by tracing the alphabet with his fingers. It turns out
that worked like a charm and Kitty came in no time. I’ve even tried it with my
little bullet since I’ve come home. I have some questions though. For instance
did he use lower case or capital letters? Did he use print or cursive. I’ll ask
him one of these days and experiment on myself in the meantime.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-74142391811313063432022-10-26T14:26:00.003-04:002022-10-26T14:26:48.836-04:00THE FALL-BACK GUY<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Kitty has an old/new
friend. Let’s call him the Fall-Back Guy for now but I am open to suggestions
if any of you have a better nickname for him.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">He’s younger than Kitty by
about 9 years. We knew each other in school. He followed Kitty around like a
little puppy dog and was the cutest thing. At that time Kitty was newly separated
from Ex#1. I had a two-year-old and was in the midst of a terrible custody
battle and divorce. The Fall-Back Guy was all of 19 years old. Can you imagine
your 19-year-old son bringing home an older divorcee with a kid?!?!?!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">So, a few months ago Kitty
went looking for The Fall-Back Guy on social media. It turns out he’s quite
accomplished in his field. Unfortunately, he lives cross country and in a completely different time zone. Bummer!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Luckily, he recognized Kitty
right away and we have been texting and talking on the phone ever since.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">So, The Fall-Back Guy is
currently separated from his wife who coincidentally was a divorcee with a
toddler when he met her. Poor Fall-Back Guy had an indiscretion as we all have
and was caught. He is regretful and fighting to save his marriage, but I get the
feeling he’s keeping Kitty on the hook as a back-up plan if you know what I
mean.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Poor, sweet Fall-Back Guy!
If he only knew what he would be getting into!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Kitty hasn’t been with many
younger men but he’s just so stinkin’ adorable and talented that I may have to
give him a little piece of Kitty.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Time will tell!<span style="font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-19112200134949049762022-10-14T17:25:00.003-04:002022-10-14T17:25:59.612-04:00EXCITING NEWS!<p>Hello, Friends!!!</p><p>How have you been? I cannot tell you how much I have missed hearing from all of you. Well, guess what...Kitty is back!</p><p>I have some super exciting news! I will make the official announcement soon but looking for your support so STAY TUNED!</p><p>Something interesting that I've concluded is that even though I'm living and loving my vanilla life, I will always have a secret life. I suppose we all will. I am okay with it and not ashamed but there are just certain aspects of my life that I cannot share with others. I'm sure at least some of you can understand that.</p><p>Anyway, I will be back with my news ASAP.</p><p><br /></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-45483545975023609452022-03-30T09:09:00.000-04:002022-03-30T09:09:12.496-04:00Years Later<p> I haven't seen XXX in years which is funny because we actually live in the same town now...opposite sides of town but still...</p><p>I still think about him, wonder about him. Is he still married? Is he happy? Probably not. He's just not the happy type but still, I wonder.</p><p>So last night even though I was picking up takeout from a restaurant just down the block from his house...a restaurant we used to joke about being for old people, I was somewhat surprised to see him walk past my car with his dog. He has a DOG!!! I don't see him as an animal lover. He looked kind of strange so I wasn't quite sure it was him. </p><p>Without thinking I waved and smiled. He looked like he vaguely recognized me. I rolled down my car window. We exchanged pleasantries very briefly. "How are you?" yadda yadda. I made a quick joke about the restaurant.</p><p>It was a 60 second exchange and then I drove away passing him one last time but looking the other way. We pretended, I guess. HE pretended...</p><p>...that he didn't used to text me in the morning to meet him at his apartment after work.</p><p>...that he didn't used to fuck me from behind while we watched in the bedroom mirror</p><p>...that I didn't ride him reverse cowgirl style until we both came</p><p>...that just like the others he deceived me and discarded me for what he thought was someone better.</p><p>For those 60 seconds I pretended...</p><p>...that he didn't make me feel worthless by discarding me.</p><p>...that he didn't deceive me.</p><p>...that he didn't pretend to keep me close to make sure that I wouldn't tell his bat shit crazy wife.</p><p>...that I didn't cheat on my husband who I now realize was at one time the love of my life.</p><p>Years later...</p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-63047252296038763212021-11-03T10:41:00.001-04:002021-11-03T10:41:18.710-04:00Old College Friend<p>An old college friend of mine came for a short visit this week. The funny thing is that he says he doesn't remember me from that time.</p><p>He was fucking one of my girlfriends back then. She supposedly had a serious boyfriend and Old College Friend had a girlfriend who he eventually married.</p><p>Ironically OCF's wife had an affair with her boss over the course of 10 years so OCF opted out of the marriage once he found this out. He's finalizing everything shortly but has since become bi-coastal. Both of his locations are long distance from Kitty. </p><p>He had to go back to his marital home to collect the last few things and decided to take a detour to visit moi. In fact I invited him but on a Monday?????</p><p>Oh, I should have mentioned that OCF is quite successfully semi-retired. He's now a "consultant" so he is enjoying the good life for sure and Monday's are nothing to him while a Monday to me is the beginning of a long grueling week.</p><p>At any rate he arrived 7ish on Monday night, we went for dinner at a local Indian restaurant then chatted for a bit at Kitty's house before Kitty could no longer keep my eyes open.</p><p>OCF stayed in Kitty's guest apartment upstairs. Of course as soon as I got in bed that night, I was wide awake so I texted OCF that I was disappointed that we didn't have a longer visit.</p><p>Being the man of leisure that he is, he said he could stay another day so he did. I felt a little more prepared. I pulled out some frozen chicken marsala and had planned to saute up some spinach. Not bad for a quick dinner after work, I thought. Even though he's easy going, OCF is diabetic which was a concern to me as far as meal prep is concerned.</p><p>At about 2 in the afternoon the next day, I received a text which basically said, "The Palm is having a filet/shrimp special. But if you still want to make dinner that is fine too."</p><p>Needless to say Kitty's ass was loading into OCF's little Mercedes sportster by 6:00 for 6:30 reservations at the nearest Palm restaurant and by 8:30 we had consumed what had to be the richest most decadent meal of my life. One of my issues is that on the rare occasion that I find myself at a restaurant like The Palm, I over indulge. Unfortunately this was no different but fortunately OCF and I walked through the casino, OCF played a few rounds of poker and by the time he was done I was feeling much better.</p><p>We returned to Kitty's and I made myself comfortable. The funny thing is that I REALLY made myself comfortable. I washed off my make up, put in my invisalign retainers, threw on an old tee shirt and big fluffy robe and plopped on the couch. Within a few minutes, OCF grabbed my hand and began stroking my arm. Our conversation was very vanilla in fact I don't even remember what we were talking about.</p><p>I kept thinking, "OMG I'm not prepared for this!!" But then I thought, "hell, I can do this and I WANT to do this!"</p><p>The attraction was not immediate and I'm not even sure if he was attracted to me. Maybe he was just bored. I didn't want to reject him. He's been going though a tough divorce and has been telling me stories of all the fuck nuts he's met through online dating. The least Kitty could do is show him a good time.</p><p>There was a point where it was getting so late that I thought, "We need to get this ball rolling." but I had to somehow transition. He still had not said anything remotely romantic or sexual. I still had my retainer in and OMG my pussy was not prepared for this!!!</p><p>I believe I commented, "Well, I'm going to take out my retainer and go to bed. If you'd like to join me you are welcome." </p><p>We hadn't even kissed yet. Luckily he shut the lights off in my bedroom. We were lit by the warm glow from the living room light. This made it easy for me to take off my clothes without feeling self conscious. We got into bed and began to kiss. His lips were larger than I am used to and he was slightly rough. Soon his kisses became deeper, longer and more intense. Kitty being the good kitty that I am followed along which I believe turned him on. OCF still had his underwear on and I could feel his insulin pump line which made me even more tentative.</p><p>He began sucking my nipples with just the right intensity and I became wet and ready. I rubbed the outline of his cock with the same intensity that he used to kiss me. Finally he removed his underwear. Without warning OCF jumped down and put his head between my legs eating my pussy like he was at an Old Country Buffet. Although it felt good and has been so long, I was self conscious since I had not properly prepared that area. DAMN! Why didn't I take the time to prepare?!?!?!?</p><p>I pushed him off a bit and asked if I could get on top of him. He said sure but between us we were not quite ready. He's heavy and I am heavy. This is a first for Kitty so we had to jump around a bit to find a position that works. Silently I vowed to lose weight before attempting such a feat again.</p><p>He began to lose his hard on so it was my turn to jump down and suck on his cock. Again, I assumed he enjoyed the intensity so I sucked his cock hard and moved my mouth up and down the shaft several times as I felt it grow in my mouth and heard him moan. It tasted a bit like sweat. That was my payback I suppose for my pussy not being pristine.</p><p>He recommended laying on our sides. That was the ticket. He moved in and out of me and I moved along with the rhythm he had set and in just a few minutes he moaned and said, "oh my god I'm going to cum!"</p><p>I continued to move as did he until the last of his cum was inside of me.</p><p>The rest of the night was restless for me. I felt as though I had no room in the bed. He had kicked the covers off and I just felt uneasy.</p><p>Early in the morning, I woke up for work and he returned to his guest apartment and has since left.</p><p>The next few days should be interesting. They always are after a one night stand such as this one.</p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-35515139156269936252021-07-01T10:55:00.001-04:002021-07-01T10:55:00.251-04:0016 Months Part 2<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I agreed to move
forward with our relationship wondering to myself how I was going to lose 50
pounds before he saw me naked again. The rest of the afternoon was somewhat awkward
once again due to the fact that I hadn’t made the slightest effort to prepare
myself for the occasion. To be fair it was my day off and I had planned on
working around the house and garden and it is completely normal for me and a
friend to pop out for lunch or ice cream or yard sale-ing for that matter
looking as I did.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I had contemplated showering and “getting dolled up” to pay
SS a surprise visit but I decided to let things marinate.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">We texted a bit here and there and then yesterday once the
work week began and I had brushed my teeth, shaved and bathed I texted SS to
see if he was game for a rekindling so to speak.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Over the year he had helped me on several occasions with issues
I had with my car or the house and would tell me he’d “take it out in trade”.
He even mentioned at lunch that he had dropped hints like that and I never
reacted.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">It was finally time. We didn’t have to worry about masks or
covid. We could kiss on the lips and I could finally suck his cock the way I
know he likes it.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Since I am a bit of a type A planner and had my week planned
out prior to our reunion I offered to slip over after dinner with my son.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">It worked out since SS is in his busy season and often works
late enough to give me that time. I arrived at his little cottage as he was
just getting out of the shower. We sat on the couch and caught up on work and
family stuff for a bit. I’m not quite sure how long it was before he said, “I
hear someone in the bedroom. Do you want to go back and check it out?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I suppose that was the most awkward moment of the evening.
We kissed a little bit first. His lips were like pillows and our tongues danced
in each other’s mouths I immediately became wet and my nipples began to tingle.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">We went back into his room and he took off his robe. He was
already half erect. That alone gave me the encouragement that I needed to get
past my self-doubts.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I immediately undressed and showed him that I had slipped on
one of the black lace bras that he was so fond of which was ironic since I
ended up taking it off right away.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">He immediately grabbed my tits and began to suck on them. My
first instinct was to suck his cock. I was overwhelmed with desire. Instead, he
pulled out some jelly and began to rub my clit with it to warm me up. For me good
kissing and the sight of an erect cock is enough to get me wet. He did finally
let me move down to suck on his cock the way he enjoys it. I took it all the
way in and sucked just a little because I know he loves that. He likes to feel
the back of my throat with the head of his cock. It didn’t take long for him to
pull me up off of his cock to kiss him and then that was my que to climb on
top.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I began to ride him just as I had done hundred of times
before and it felt just as good as it always had. Our chemistry is undeniable.
He knows exactly where, when and how to touch me. It’s as though he can read my
mind. He knows exactly how to work my nipples with his thumb and forefinger at
just the right time to make me cum. I never get tired of that.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">As we were fucking, he said over and over, “I love the way
you fuck.” Once again something he says pretty much every time but not an
unwelcome comment.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">When I had thought I came he requested finishing on top so
we changed positions. It wasn’t long before he was ready to cum himself and asked,
“can I pull out and cum on your tits?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">To which my reply was ,”yes, of course”. It seemed like the
right thing to do and so he did.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">We lay together for a bit but something was just not right.
I could not put my finger on it and then I realized that I wasn’t done yet. Had
I cum? <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I moved SS’s hand over to my pussy and asked for his magic
fingers. He began to work my clit and rub the lips around it in such a way that
put me into an alternative universe. He held onto me tight as I wriggled around.
I could hear myself moaning over and over and over. I had lost all control. I
had no idea what he was doing but I didn’t want him to stop until finally like
coming out of a trance I was conscious and satisfied.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I think it’s going to be a good summer and I think I got my
mojo back…thank GOD!<o:p></o:p></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-57603716224922360392021-06-29T10:08:00.002-04:002021-06-29T10:08:28.712-04:0016 Months Part 1<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal">It’s been sixteen months since I’ve fucked anybody. I had
gotten to a comfortable place with that. Not that I haven’t had offers. For
whatever reason I simply wasn’t interested. I wasn’t in the mood. I lost my
mojo but in a very calm and peaceful manner…or so I thought.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I had actually gotten to a point where I did not ever expect
to have or WANT to have sex again. I’ve been so ashamed of my body and my
weight gain. I figured that I’d focus on myself for awhile and was quite
content yet not quite inspired either. I actually hadn’t realized it.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The other day SS texted me and asked if I was interested in
grabbing “breakfast, brunch or lunch”. It really wasn’t a good time for me. My
son had company for the weekend. I was making them breakfast and trying to get
them out the door so they could do some site seeing. Also, I had painters over
and you know how difficult it is to get painters these days. Or is it just my
struggle?<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Anyway, I did accept his lunch invitation but I suppose I
didn’t get back to him quick enough so he texted that since he hadn’t heard
from me, he was going to go about his day and go to work. What a DICK!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">To make a long story short, we played text tag for a bit and
finally found ourselves at one of our old spots for lunch. Now apparently, I
was in some sort of mood because not only hadn’t I showered or put on deodorant
much less make up, I didn’t even brush my teeth. I know…RIGHT?!?!?! BAD KITTY.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">So, we’re have a good lunch, talking, catching up, blah blah
and we get to the end of the meal and out of no where SS sits back a bit in his
seat and says, “So, I want to ask you a question.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Of course, I tell him to go ahead. To which he responds,
“Where are we? Am I back to ‘client status’?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">At first, I wasn’t quite sure what he was talking about. We
hadn’t discussed our relationship since the very beginning. In fact, HE was the
one who completely shut down communication about feelings etc. Over the past
year he sent me mixed messages and while it was bizarre I didn’t concern myself
with it because it wasn’t holding me back from anything and quite frankly I
didn’t have the time to worry about it.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">When we were in the company of other friends he’d talk about
me like we were together but often weeks would go by without us communicating
by phone, text or in person. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Feeling rather uncomfortable at the prospect of discussing
the intimate details in a public restaurant not to mention I was completely aware
of what I looked like and probably smelled like.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">He made some valid points. He said “we had a pretty good
thing going”, and he wasn’t ready to give that up. I thought about what he was
saying and although I was seemingly indifferent, I thought the only difference
between what our relationship has been this past year which is basically friends
to picking up our romantic relationship again would be the sex.<o:p></o:p></p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-74100965524326504722021-06-14T21:49:00.003-04:002021-06-14T21:49:41.581-04:00The Struggle is Real<p> Kitty has been having a terrible time with masturbation lately. I can't help but wonder if it is Covid related. LOL that's a joke...kind of. Everyone is blaming everything on Covid these days. Why not Kitty's lack of masturbation?</p><p>Recently one of my blog buddies asked me about masturbating and if Kitty still does it. Sure I do! Or at least I try.Over the past year my night time ritual is that I fall asleep, wake up anytime between 3 and 4 am to go to the bathroom then toss and turn to try to fall back asleep. </p><p>Every now and then I'll get a little tickle...every now and then... So Kitty pulls her little silver bullet out of the night stand and rubs it against her clit. But really that's not enough. Kitty has to use her imagination. My blogging buddy sent me a link to a porn but it's just not doing it for me these days. I don't know what it is. Kitty lost her focus. </p><p>So the porn does nothing for Kitty anymore. I can't put my finger on it. The guys and the girls really have a creep factor that turns Kitty off not on so Kitty turns to distant memories of playdates past.</p><p>Kitty tries to remember some of the hottest moments from the good old days. Kitty often goes back to her threesome with Esq and Side kick. Sometimes picturing Esq fucking me from behind while I sucked on Sidekick's cock can get me going...and sometimes it just isn't enough.</p><p>I try to remember how Surfer Dude's velvet tongue felt on my pussy or the little trick he had where he would put just the very tip of his cock inside of me. He give me just a little more of his cock with each penetration tantalizing me which literally "hurt so good".</p><p>And then there was the feeling that Kitty used to get at the prospect of meeting a new playmate. There was a sense of excitement mixed with fear. The way Kitty's pussy got wet the first time she saw the new hard cock along with the fear of meeting a complete stranger in a locked hotel room. Those days are long gone for Kitty and that is okay. There was a time and a place for them. The memories are slowly fading except for a few memorable moments.</p><p>What do you all think of when you masturbate?</p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-16219460354264370912021-05-13T20:05:00.000-04:002021-05-13T20:05:11.709-04:00When is it Time to Say Goodbye?Hey there! How are you all? I miss this...blogging, writing, tossing ideas around with you all. I miss it but at the same time I'm into new things. My vanilla life has taken over and I'm a little embarrassed to admit it but I like it.<div><br /></div><div>The problem is I'm not always good at letting go. I've made some friends here and I don't want to lose them. I can't say that I have any regrets. I believe everything we do shapes us into who we are today. As I watch my kids grow into adults, I think of myself at their age. I was a "good girl". I led a relatively sheltered life. I got married very young, had a baby, got divorced...RE-married and had more kids. It wasn't until I divorced Angry Guy that I really did the things I should have done in my 20's. I don't regret that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Interestingly enough my 20 something daughter has become quite active sexually. It's to be expected right? I mean the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Am I right? So the other day Kitty's little kitten started talking about threesomes. All I could think was, "You go, Little Kitten!!!"</div><div><br /></div><div>I think the thing that has affected me the most is the death of Angry Guy. Since his death I've been helping the kids settle his estate. We've been going through old pictures and old videos. I have to admit that when I watch some of those early videos I fall in love with Angry Guy all over again. Our kids have chosen to believe he was my one true love. I can't say that I disagree.</div><div><br /></div><div>As a result of all of this self reflection I have lost my lust for...well...lust. I have no interest in any of the men from my past and really no interest in anybody currently. So now what?</div>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-86047128801376172842020-09-02T10:58:00.001-04:002020-09-02T11:06:49.772-04:00ASKING FOR A FRIEND<p>Hey there!! How are ya'll? I hope all is well with each and every one of you. Crazy year right?!?!?!?</p><p>So much has been going on in everyone's lives I am sure. Kitty has had one crazy crazy year and not just due to Covid 19.</p><p>One interesting thing that's happened to Kitty is that back in May I found out that I have a sister that I never knew about. Interesting to say the least don't you all think? So it turns out prowling runs in my family. Apparently my father was a bit of a prowler...presumably. In the meantime Kitty is absolutely in love with my new baby sister. We are fast friends. Other than not really looking alike, we could be twins. Our personalities are quite similar...except of course she is adamant against prowling.</p><p>So Kitty has been occupied with my new sister and not so much with SS. Oh we are still "friends" I guess. That whole thing is also very strange but ended on a good note I suppose. Oh shit! Also Angry Guy died recently! Wow! Now that I write all this, I realize how truly crazy the past few months really HAVE been.</p><p>So, Traveling Salesman is trying to work his way into the picture. Here's the thing. Kitty really likes Traveling Salesman however...not sure. Kitty is just not feeling like getting together and I really do not know how to tell him without ending our friendship completely and to be honest, I'm not sure I want to do that. I'm not really sure what I want. I mean, I'm really enjoying being single again and have alot on my plate.</p><p>So how does a Kitty tell a Traveling Salesman that it's just not the right time for me?</p><p>Asking for a friend</p><p>xoxoxo </p>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-43246182834078176222020-05-06T13:29:00.000-04:002020-05-06T13:29:27.632-04:00Giddy Up!Hey there! How are ya'll doing? You may be asking yourself "Why is Kitty talking like a cowgirl?"<br />
Well I'ma gonna tell ya!<br />
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Kitty is wet. Kitty is horny and Kitty is ready to get back in the saddle! Can I get a "Hell YEAH!"?<br />
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Kitty is also re-establishing her "stable" as her work bestie likes to call it. Kitty's "stable" as she lovingly refers to it was the group of men that Kitty used to fuck. Let me just say there was some quality cock in there so it is going to take some time to build that back up.<br />
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So quick update for those of you wondering. Yes, Kitty's monogamous relationship is on hold for at least until this Covid 19 scare is dealt with. To be honest I am not quite sure that SS is completely out of the picture yet but things are definitely going to change going forward and Kitty is once again free.<br />
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Unfortunately, Kitty has also put on more weight which as you all know was a constant struggle for me to begin with. Kitty is going to work on that because Kitty has been in touch with one of my former fun playmates Esq and after this quarantine is done he wants to get together with or without Sidekick.<br />
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For those of you who are not up to speed, Sidekick was our third in threesome when we had it and damn was that fun!<br />
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So I just wanted to give you all a heads up because I am so wet and horny right now thinking about Esq's rock hard cock and riding it that I wanted to share the love.<br />
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Stay tuned. I'll be sure to report back.<br />
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And in the meantime ya'll stay safe and stay happy.<br />
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xoxoxo<br />
KittyNaughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-6995305738285899542019-11-21T10:28:00.000-05:002019-11-21T10:28:12.073-05:00A Blast From the PastWow! It's been so long since Kitty has written that I couldn't even log on!! I did it though. I can't tell you all how much I miss everybody. The one thing I really miss about blogging is the community of people that we've created. I do like to stay in touch off line so please do not hesitate to email me just to catch up.<br />
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As far as Kitty's vanilla life goes, all is well! Kitty is full blown monogamous and not hating it! BF is not a bowl of cherries everyday but then again neither is Kitty. The important thing is that the sex continues to be fun and exciting as well as consistent.<br />
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One crazy thing is that Kitty has had several disturbing brushes with the past. This past summer Kitty and daughter were walking to the swim club. We passed a car with a young woman and a man that looked like Surfer Dude. He and Kitty looked at one another but said nothing. We both had sunglasses on so it was difficult to know for sure if it was him. For whatever reason Kitty was taken aback and somewhat unnerved. Over time the feeling passed. Several weeks ago Surfer Dude contacted Kitty regarding a professional matter. Okay, no problem...Kitty can deal with that. Kitty and Surfer ended up talking on the phone and sure enough the man in the car WAS him!!!<br />
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Okay so then BF and Kitty bought a house and have been renovating the house. As a result we have been spending alot of time and money at the local Home Depot. Who do you think Kitty sees working right there in the door department but good old RAV! Does anybody even remember him? Well he's the jerk Kitty wrote the book about. He looked so familiar and at first again Kitty was taken aback. The other night he was there and on his way out. I ask his associate his last name and sure enough it is him. Interestingly enough RAV was some big executive type who traveled worldwide. According to the real estate ads he's selling his million dollar pad and now works at Home Depot. Kitty wants to know what that's about.<br />
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Initially Kitty was so disturbed by the latest sighting of RAV and confirming that it was in fact him that I texted my Blogging Bestie. Anyway, he encouraged me to post again.<br />
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I warned him that it would not be a sexy post. I apologize for that. I think once things calm down at home and Kitty gets a computer set up in the new place maybe I will try to get back to writing again.<br />
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In the meantime I am blessed and truly living my best life. I have no regrets for my past but yes...it is the past and I prefer to leave it there.<br />
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Happy holidays everybody!!<br />
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Love from Kitty<br />
xoxoxoxoxNaughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-56784369264728969082018-07-05T09:28:00.003-04:002018-07-05T09:28:44.382-04:00Peace, Love and All That Crap<span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday was a weird day for Kitty. My life has taken such a different turn. I mean that in a good way, it's just that I'm so surprised to find myself in a committed, monogamous relationship and actually for the most part content in my vanilla life. Of course as you know from my last post, SS and Kitty have our ups and downs like all monogamous couples but in the end we have a connection that I don't remember ever having with any other man.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">For some strange reason I take comfort in the fact that we are not married...well...legally anyway. We are completely committed to one another and Kitty would not cheat but the idea of signing the papers to legalize our relationship makes Kitty's chest tighten and not in a good way.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">SS, the kids and Kitty have a little joke among us. Back when Kitty and SS started dating, Kitty made a scrumptious pie for one of the summer holidays. One of Kitty's strengths is that Kitty is a good cook and good baker. So Kitty made a pie and made the mistake of saying,"you know men have asked me to marry them over this pie." Now Kitty simply was trying to get across the fact that the pie was exceptionally delicious. Kitty is NOT looking for a marriage proposal from SS or any other man! Well SS being the teaser that he is continues to torture me over that statement and so with each pie Kitty makes, SS feigns fighting back a marriage proposal after each and every bite. Kitty and the kids have learned to brace ourselves knowing the torture is coming. Between you and me, there are times when SS seems like he really does want to get married but Kitty shuts it down because as much as Kitty loves SS, the thought of being thrown back into the marriage trap scares Kitty and I'm pretty sure you should not feel scared when you think of marrying the one you love so Kitty is taking that as a strong sign to just enjoy what we have which is a marriage without papers.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">So in the midst of baking this amazing pie yesterday in the beautiful house that SS has been renovating, Kitty received a text from T-Bone. Yes, you all remember T-Bone don't you? Well, T-Bone over the past few years got divorced then found a girlfriend and now apparently broke up with said girlfriend. So T-Bone and Kitty texted back and forth a bit. T-Bone first said he had so many girlfriends that he can't keep track then asked Kitty if I have any bored friends that might want to fuck him. Okay...Let me just say that Kitty's friends are not nearly as fun or open minded sexually as Kitty so the answer to that question will always be "NO". Keep in mind, this is my secret life for a reason. Kitty's vanilla friends have no idea what Kitty is capable of in the bedroom. Oh they know Kitty is sassy but they have no idea about my blog or about my secret life...then it wouldn't be secret...DUH!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So if any of my online friends is looking for some action, let me know and I will put you in touch with T-Bone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Another weird thing that happened yesterday was that Kitty ran into Surfer Dude at our pool. Kitty assumes he saw me and SD, if you are reading this Kitty says "Hi". Kitty's son was with me and although he does not know the entire story of Surfer Dude he knows enough to know that we were involved. The interesting conversation between Kitty and son once we realized that Surfer Dude was there:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Son: "Does he know who I am?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty: "Probably, we are friends on Facebook."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Son: "I don't get how you can be friends with your exes. I have to cut them off."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty: "It's not the same in this situation. We have no hard feelings. We were never monogamous and we've been friends on Facebook all this time. I have nothing to hide and have no hard feelings. As far as I know neither does he."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So again, SD, if you are reading this, Kitty wants to say "Hi". You look well and I am glad you are happy and I hope that you will not feel uncomfortable running into Kitty. I certainly would never put you or your family at risk for any hurt now or in the future. Peace, Love and all that crap xoxo</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Can Kitty just make one more point since it is so difficult anymore for me to find time to post to this blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">More and more Angry Guy is acting out. Kitty is sure that it is because our kids are grown and just about out of the house. We have been divorced for 5 years now and Kitty has just sold our family home and moved to a new place of my own. AG is probably feeling out of control. DUDE, you are the LAST to know that you have no control over Kitty!!! Anyway, he's been saying some pretty awful things to and about Kitty. On occasion Kitty will reflect on the past and to be honest Kitty has absolutely NO REGRETS about the things I have done in the past especially during our marriage.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Okay when I look back it was insanely stupid and dangerous to meet strange men in hotel rooms for sex. I do not see myself doing that now. Clearly Kitty was acting out but again I have no regrets. Kitty learned so much from those experiences and Kitty grew from each one.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm not quite sure how to express this but I get an insane amount of satisfaction knowing what I did and the fact that he could never imagine the things Kitty did during our marriage right under his nose because he was just too fucking lazy to care.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Anyway, just have been wanting to get that all out and to wish you all a safe and happy summer along with peace, love and all that crap :)</span><br />
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<br />Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-91189915854238362762018-06-22T12:21:00.000-04:002018-06-22T12:21:02.799-04:00"Nobody is a Bowl of Cherries EVERYday"It's funny that we are here again and by funny I mean sad. It's me...I know it is. Is Kitty too demanding of attention? Are my expectations too high?<br />
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SS used to say "Nobody is a bowl of cherries Everyday." He said that when we first got together. The past few weeks have been...I don't know...a little off. Oh don't get me wrong, the sex is still amazing and yet Kitty is starting to feel a little taken for granted outside of the bedroom.<br />
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Case in point, one of my big issues with Angry Guy was that overtime he managed to get out of attending any function with me (weddings, birthday parties, etc) using work as an excuse. I half jokingly tell people that I got to a point before he left where I just needed to learn how to work the grill, mow the lawn and use the weed whacker and he'd be replaced. Those three things took less than a week for Kitty to master.<br />
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Now SS works an insane schedule and Kitty has a few months where I work insane hours so I am empathetic. But in no time at all Kitty finds myself going to functions alone or not at all. Today Kitty doesn't even recognize myself. WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!?!?<br />
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Last night for some reason flipped a switch for Kitty. The past few weeks have been filled with awards dinners and ceremonies. Kitty would not dare expect SS to attend. Last night Kitty took my kids out and met a group of friends to celebrate. I did invite SS and he declined. Now it's Kitty's fault I suppose for assuming he declined because he was working late and tired. But then half way through our dinner he began sending me pictures of his grandson's graduation from 8th grade. So he DID manage to muster up some energy.<br />
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This morning Kitty was invited to a wine pairing at a local winery by a local business. Knowing that SS would decline I asked a few friends if they wanted to go then thought, "WTF?!?!? We are right back here again!" Right back where I was with Angry Guy...filling voids. And we all know that once Kitty is filling voids it's a hop, skip and a jump to cheating town.<br />
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Kitty texted the invitation to SS and asked if he'd go with me. "Thank you but I'll pass." with a kissy emoji is the response that I got. And so, reverting back to third grade Kitty texted, "Would you mind if I ask [Man #1] or [Man #2] to go with me?" That was nearly three hours ago and Kitty has not heard a peep out of SS. Believe me I know that this is extremely immature but it's like I can't help myself. It's like the movie "Ground Hog Day".<br />
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Not too long ago SS and Kitty were talking about his annual winter trip down south. He leaves for 10 weeks. This past winter was a tough one and he seemed very depressed and lonely. Kitty did not waver and was a good little kitty while SS was away. I have to be honest though. I was sort of hoping that he would opt not to go this winter, When we last talked about it he said, "It's lonely down there when you are in a relationship and the other person is not there. You are not free to go out and party etc."<br />
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It was at that point where Kitty took a deep breath and said,"Well, would you like to agree to see other people when you are down there?"<br />
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SS immediately said and emphatic ""NO!" But this all got Kitty thinking.<br />
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I'm not sure what to do here. I am truly at a loss. I love SS with all of my heart and I know he loves me but does love mean never going out on a date with the ONE you love again? Maybe Kitty is just having one of those days where I am not a bowl of cherries. Maybe tomorrow will be better with SS.<br />
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Maybe Kitty needs to find the girl that SS fell in love with in the first place. That was Naughty Kitty. That was "I don't give a fuck if you like me or not Kitty".<br />
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Do any of you have any suggestions?Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-60457954341750697272018-06-14T10:03:00.000-04:002018-06-14T10:05:44.660-04:00Rocky Road or Smooth Sailing?<span style="font-size: large;">I have to say, it's been a hell of a year! Crazy as it seems Kitty has fallen head over heels with someone who has fallen head over heels with Kitty. We have survived Kitty's crazy season at work, SS's crazier season at work, difficult teenagers and a 10 week long distance relationship. No no no no no no no no please do not think that Kitty is boasting. Kitty is just simply amazed. If you asked me two years ago if I could ever just be with one man, Kitty would say "NO!" And yet, here we are. He's all Kitty thinks about and he's the only man Kitty wants.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I think the thing that really amazes me is that we really have no secrets. Kitty does not lie to SS and he does not lie to Kitty. I really believe that. And while he has said he is not interested in Kitty's sordid past, he does know there is a past and that gives Kitty a certain amount of peace.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This morning Kitty felt compelled to write. When SS stopped off to say good morning and have a good day he walked toward me with a big adorable grin on his face and said, "last night was wonderful. Thank you!" </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now if you ask me, every time SS and Kitty fuck it is wonderful and believe me even though it is mostly vanilla fucking, it is still amazing. I think it is because Kitty gets turned on just from the idea that I can still turn on SS.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">One thing that Kitty noticed is that the men I was with before seemed unimpressed. Oh occasionally someone like Biker Dude was impressed by the fact that Kitty "never said no". There wasn't anything that Kitty wasn't up for. Over time, yes, Kitty took some things off the menu but I was still open to whatever my playmate wanted to help get him off. SS is relatively mild with his requests. He likes when Kitty rides him which as you all know is one of Kitty's favorites. He loves doggie which again...one of Kitty's faves. And he sure does love the way Kitty sucks his cock and Kitty just loves that too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm not sure exactly why but every now and then things are a little different...a little naughtier...a little dirtier...not a lot...but just enough to get SS crazed with excitement and Kitty just loves that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday SS and Kitty were texting as we do throughout the day. Mostly just different "I love you" emoji's etc. I know...I know...ICK but guess what? SS said something about meeting after some school function Kitty had to go to. Kitty texted something back like "have any cravings?" Now generally when Kitty says that, I am referring to dinner but this time, yes, Kitty was talking about fucking and SS answered in graphic detail about how he wanted to fuck Kitty's tits, cum in Kitty's mouth then kiss Kitty so he could taste his own cum. This sounded like a reasonable request to Kitty but I suppose my response was not enthusiastic enough. SS seemed let down until Kitty assured him that his "wish is my command."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Later when we were in bed, Kitty could tell that SS was even more excited than he normally is which believe me is as excited as an 18 year old boy gets. He began rubbing Kitty's clit just the right way. His hands are absolutely magical. He is a mechanic after all and in all Kitty's experience I have come to learn that tradesmen particularly mechanics are absolutely amazing with their hands. I could tell that he really wanted to fulfill his request as he made me cum just with his hands. Ordinarily we get sidetracked or distracted and once Kitty sees SS's rock hard cock, I cannot help but climb on it to ride. SS never objects of course. But this time was different. Kitty and SS remained focused. "must let SS fuck my tits." Kitty just kept repeating that in my head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Once Kitty came SS asked, "What would you like now?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty had one choice, "fuck my tits," I said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">SS squeezed a little bit of lube between Kitty's tits, I squeezed them together around his hard cock sucking on the head every stroke he made toward my mouth. I could feel his body quiver as he came closer and closer to his climax and then he said, "coming". Kitty sucked in a bit of cum, let him finish then kissed him per his instructions.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Just thinking about it makes Kitty wet. This morning as SS approached Kitty to say good morning, I saw his devilish grin and could tell even before he said it that after 15 plus months Kitty can still excite and pleasure SS like the very first time and that makes Kitty happy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-92213370153669037942017-07-28T09:40:00.000-04:002017-07-28T09:41:05.016-04:00The Spell<span style="font-size: large;">Sitting across from him last night at dinner, I listened to him speak and thought, "God, I love this man!" Oh shit!!! There it is again...the "L" word!!! I can't help it. I use it all the time now. WE use it all the time. There are times that if I could crawl inside of him to get closer I would. The electricity when he grabs my hand as we walk or when his lips wrap around my nipples when we fuck is indescribable. It makes me wet just thinking about it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"You are my Viagra," he tells me as I gaze at his beautiful rock hard cock with absolutely no enhancements what so ever.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">All it takes is a look...a glance...him brushing up against me and I become wet.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I often want to write to let my blogging buddies know that I am still here. I am well and happier than I could ever imagine and at the same time I have no idea how I got here. "It doesn't matter," he tells me when I say this to him. "The road ahead is what we need to focus on."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Every word out of his mouth is like poetry even in bed when he talks about fucking...but we don't "fuck" we make love. I know...gross...but it's true. The connection is undeniable and when I think about ever being with another man...well I can't and this is coming from a woman who made a pledge to never being monogamous again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am clearly under some sort of spell but it is a spell that I pray never breaks.</span>Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-41716536932788517962017-05-24T09:42:00.001-04:002017-05-24T09:42:57.025-04:00The "L" Word<span style="font-size: large;">YEP! It's out there. Kitty and "Someone Special" said the words and more importantly MEAN the words!! Can Kitty just tell you that in a million years I'd never expect to ever feel this way about anybody at this stage in our lives. We have this crazy connection that I just cannot put into words. The connection is not only intellectual and emotional but translates into the best sex Kitty has ever had which for those of you who may or may not know...Kitty has had some INCREDIBLE sex!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Okay so by now I can imagine you are all thinking "Ew GROSS, Kitty! Nobody wants to read about LOVE. We want the smut. We want the dirty nasty details of Kitty and 'Someone Special' fucking."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well, it's funny actually. While SS can be so kind and romantic outside of the bedroom, he can be nasty and filthy in bed like nobody Kitty has ever fucked. In fact, sometimes Kitty gets a little startled when SS says, "God I love your cunt!"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">So one difference between SS and Kitty is our working seasons. Kitty's busy season just ended and SS's is just beginning. SS was so wonderful and supportive during Kitty's busy season especially in light of the fact that we had just started dating that Kitty wants to be a supportive girlfriend to SS.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">A few weeks ago in the midst of stress over lots of things going on at work SS got bronchitis. It was horrible. We hadn't fucked in two weeks which as you all know is a cruel punishment for Kitty. So once SS began to feel better Kitty thought, "How can Kitty show SS how much I missed him?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well let me just tell you all that nothing says "I love you and I missed you" better than an old fashioned blow job. You got it! Kitty met SS after work. He took a break from his work and went right up to his bedroom. He did not want to kiss on the lips as he felt as though he still might be contagious. Okay so we stood and Kitty began kissing his neck. He had taken off his clothes and was standing naked. His cock was already hard but Kitty took my time. I worked my way down to his cock and began to suck on the head. SS loves when I do that. Kitty loves to please SS and I knew that he wanted me to swallow. Initially when we started fucking I told him that I prefer not to swallow but by this time I had become so infatuated with SS that I would have done anything to please him and to make him feel good.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He asked me to take off my top and bra. SS loves Kitty's tits and Kitty loves that. He spends a lot of time on them which Kitty thinks is wonderful but alas it was time to get down to business. And so Kitty for I think the first time ever gave a full blown unadulterated blow job (including swallowing) to the man I have come to love and then sent his ass back to work.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I must admit, it was so much fun!!</span><br />
Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-63805974398510844082017-04-18T06:35:00.001-04:002017-04-18T06:36:44.474-04:00Here Kitty Kitty...<span style="font-size: large;">Where has Kitty gone? You may be asking yourself this and some other questions. Well...Kitty is here...alive and well and enjoying my crazy vanilla life which as I am sure you can all imagine, is not REALLY all that vanilla.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Truth be told Kitty has met a very "Special Someone" dare I say Kitty is IN-LOVE?!?!?!?!? Seriously I do not know what is up. All I know is that I have met a man and at this point in time do not want to be with any other man. This man fulfills me in every way. I believe he feels the same way as we have been practically inseparable since we got together.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I do really have to write about him and could never fit all that I have to say in just one post. Let me start by telling you that he is quite a bit older than Kitty and yet our age difference is not an issue between us on any level. He is very young for his age and Kitty is an old soul so we joke that he is 61 and Kitty is 60. Fuck the age difference! This guy can get hard like a 20 year old man without any pills and damn if that isn't a major turn on for Kitty especially knowing that I am the one who makes him hard.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I do adore him and love the fact that we do not have to hide or sneak around although we do a little in light of the fact that Kitty has two teenagers in the house and OH...did I mention that he is a CLIENT? Oh yeah...well it's a bit of a secret for the time being since he is an old friend of Kitty's boss and although my boss has seen us flirting, is unaware that we are officially in a "relationship." I know...crazy...RIGHT?!?!?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So, Kitty mostly just wanted to write a quick post to say hi to ya'll and let you know that even though I have not much time to write these days, I do think about it and all of you often.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Love and peace to all of you and please keep in touch <3</span><br />
<br />Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-37470698536054318882016-12-28T14:38:00.000-05:002018-07-14T06:54:42.461-04:00They Can't Stop Thinking...<br />
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">I guess he can’t stop thinking about Kitty. I mean he
JUST got married this past summer and he’s reaching out to me already? I can’t
say that I am surprised. He was trying to get with Kitty before he finally tied
the knot. He’s one of those guys that swears once the ink is dry he’ll be
faithful. YEAH RIGHT!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">But Kitty has changed. Married men don’t necessarily
appeal to me anymore. Wait…let me rephrase…NEW married men don’t necessarily
appeal to me these days. Kitty is quite content with the few married lovers
that I have and then should Kitty meet a new single prospect…well…we will cross
that bridge if and when we ever come to it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">So yes, Kitty owes you all yet another apology for
dropping out of site. But Kitty’s vanilla life is quite busy leaving no time
for Kitty to write not to mention trying to keep things sexy for you all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">In reality, yes, Kitty still has sex but as I said to
a blogging buddy of mine, it’s not the “dirtier the better” sex that Kitty has
had in the past. The sex Kitty has been having is more fulfilling. Kitty’s
lovers have been around for a while and so our sex has become familiar and
comfortable which is nice for Kitty but maybe not so exciting to read about.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">Ahhh well. I do want to wish you all a Happy and
Healthy 2017 and please feel free to email Kitty. I love keeping in touch!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-36463602075326768732016-08-31T18:59:00.000-04:002016-08-31T18:59:10.573-04:00End of Summer Fucking<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;">Hey there!! How are you all? I’m not sure about you but
Kitty is sort of looking forward to the end of summer. This has not been a
great one for Kitty but I sure don’t want to complain. Thank goodness </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty
seems to be in good health and working on my last pesky issue with my
back/sciatica. Yeah…it’s really been keeping Kitty honest that’s for sure.
Aside from IMYM who left the scene early in July, Kitty has only had one play
date.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty always believes that things work out for the best and
I’m not sure about you but I’ve noticed that play dates especially with married
men pretty much come to a halt during the summer. I suppose it’s because kids
are home from school, spouses are on vacation…whatever the reason it is not
quite as easy to fly under the radar. Kitty totally gets that. Kitty still has
to fly under the radar as well. Even though Kitty is single, I still have my
secret life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So today Kitty got a signal that summer is coming to an end
and playmates are in touch and looking forward to playtime with Kitty and
believe me the feeling is mutual. Kitty is surprisingly busy at work for this
time of year so corresponding today was difficult. Just as an example I heard
from Esq2, The Traveling Salesman, Dodger, Hammer…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty was doing some work for one of Esq2’s clients. I made
the mistake of texting him and said, “I’m working on one of your clients and
all I can think about is riding your cock. How fucked up is that?!?!?!” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Esq2’s response was, “Understandable”. Can you believe what
a mother fucker that guy is?? Man, his ego is incredible but damn does his
cocky attitude make Kitty wet. I am pretty sure he knows it too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Quite the opposite is IMYM. Now he and I have not been
together since early July. Kitty has very little patience for IMYM’s drama with
his Asian girlfriend. Mostly it bugs me when he lies to me about her and blows
me off to do some ridiculous with her like play bingo for the 10<sup>th</sup>
time in a week. The last time he did that I confronted him about it. He curled
up in a little ball and disappeared until today.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty made the mistake of calling him to ask a favor for a
friend and yes it was a little bit of a rush knowing that I was calling him in
the middle of playing his regular Wednesday morning bingo game with the Asian.
I let the phone ring but did not leave a message. Damn! IMYM must have jumped
up and threw his Bingo cards all over to bolt out and call me back. I’ve been
laughing at the visual all day. So after the issue with the favor was resolved
Kitty made the mistake of asking IMYM how he is. Sadly he took the whiner’s approach
and whined, “Not real good.” Now listen, I don’t mean to be harsh but Kitty is
strong and in charge 23 1/2 hours a day. Is it too much to ask that the men she
fucks be MEN for just 30 minutes?!?!?! To make a long story short Kitty agreed
to meet IMYM sometime but then Kitty got to thinking about fucking IMYM and
that just distracted me even more. So I’m thinking about maybe just fucking
IMYM when it’s convenient and scratching the whole vanilla dating thing. I mean
he’s got a great cock and there is something sexy about sneaking around with
him. So we will just have to see about that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Ahhh and then there is the Traveling Salesman. Kitty sure
does love to get him wound up. He’s a tough one to describe. He seems very
straight laced sort of like Kitty but I just feel like there’s a dirty little
male slut aching to get out so today of all days Kitty took the bait and toyed
with the Salesman. Oh we had our usual vanilla emails back and forth. “Does Wednesday
work for you?” “I’m looking forward to seeing you.” Blah blah blah but then the
devil in Kitty pushed the envelope and emailed, </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What do you have in mind?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Traveling Salesman: “I would stay at the Homewood Suites, we
can share some appetizers, have a little wine, some cuddling, some foreplay.
Maybe you can complete this?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well of COURSE I CAN!!! I’m NAUGHTY FUCKING KITTY!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So I emailed, “Oh my! I have so many filthy ideas but in the
end we always have better luck and more fun going with the flow don’t we? I do
miss feeling you inside of me”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Okay so maybe that was a bit of a stretch. As much as I
adore the Traveling Salesman his little cocktail weenie cock is hardly noticeable
inside of me. But still when he responded with, “such as?” I had to let go.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Well I’m a girl that likes to be directed in bed. I like for
the man to take charge so first and foremost your wish is my command. Having
said that I do enjoy everything we have done so far and am always up for trying
something new if the mood strikes you. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than
to pleasure you so kneeling in front of you and sucking your cock is always
something I enjoy doing. I hope you enjoy the way I suck your cock. I did enjoy
riding your cock last time we were together. I have a funny story to tell you
but I did come across a pair of handcuffs at neighborhood thrift. I can bring
those if you are in the mood to play. I do enjoy being restrained but if that
does not appeal to you we can skip that. I enjoy being fucked from behind but
again that is totally up to you. Do you have any thoughts or did I miss
anything that you might like to try?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Traveling Salesman: “I really enjoy the way you suck my cock.
Even when we were restricted in the back of your car, remember that? Loved it.
Sure, bring the handcuffs would love to try them out. Certainly looking forward
to seeing you, my cock is already at attention.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">My god! It’s like pulling teeth to get some of these men to
step out of their comfort zone. For god’s sake! You are fucking a woman other
than your wife!!You took the first step! You have a woman who is prepared to fulfill
your wildest dreams! Now make the most of it!!!</span></div>
Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-8637980167035345332016-08-07T16:07:00.004-04:002016-08-07T16:08:54.999-04:00Summertime Getaway<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;">“You have a choice of three things that I can do to you. A.
I can lick your pussy until you cum. B. I can fuck you from behind or C. I can
get on top of you and fuck the shit out of you”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He offered these options as I was riding his cock. Unable to
think clearly all I could do was listen to my body. That’s what the doctors
have been telling me to do lately so I thought, “Kitty, what is your body
telling you?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Well, it’s a win/win/win for me now isn’t it?” I asked to
buy myself a little time. His cock felt so good inside of me, I could not bear
to move and risk that feeling going away.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“We both win.” He said as he moved inside of me ever so
slightly letting me take the lead for the most part.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I think I’m going to have to ask you to fuck me from
behind,” I said thinking I wasn’t sure when I’d get the opportunity again and
let’s face it being fucked from behind is just oh so delectable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Go to the edge of the bed,” he directed,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty obeyed as he moved up from behind me and moved his
cock inside of Kitty’s already wet pussy. God it felt good! I heard myself moan
among his then felt him push his cock into my back while he came. RELEASE…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We both needed it. The days and weeks ahead will be grueling
for him and hopefully Kitty will be working through my own health issues.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have to say, those few hours locked away in our little
hotel getaway will sure keep Kitty smiling.</span></div>
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Naughty Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17600100832813784579noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4627843774988583303.post-22409416910437004922016-08-01T06:02:00.003-04:002016-08-01T06:02:55.340-04:00Summertime Blues<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: large;">I’ve wanted to write for some time now but just haven’t been
able to. It’s funny. When I was married, I had no life but plenty to write
about. Now that I am single I am living life with little or no time to write
about it. Between you and me, I’ll take the latter.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">This summer has been a bust so far. Kitty has come down with
a mean case of sciatica. I’m hoping you all know what that is but basically it
is a pinched nerve that runs the full length of your leg. The pain is
excruciating and it’s constant. So far I’ve tried chiropractics, ART (Active
Release Techniques), stretching, exercise you name it. Anyway, I know you all don’t want to read
Kitty’s complaints. Believe me; Kitty is NOT happy right now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Being that Kitty always likes to find the silver lining, my
massage therapist is quite wonderful with his hands and he is absolutely
gigantic. Damn Kitty would love to get a piece of that. But alas the young stud
is spoken for and monogamous I am sure. Just to give you an idea of what we are
dealing with, he is a former professional NFL lineman. His stats say he is 6’2”
329 or something like that but he is immense and has the most wonderful sense
of humor which for any of you who know Kitty in real life know that humor is
the biggest turn on for Kitty…well that and a huge cock. For the most part
Kitty prefers playmates that are a bit older than Kitty but for this guy, I’d
make an exception.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I’ve lost my patience with more than a few of my playmates
including “I’ve Missed You Man” but in the end Kitty is better off. I forget if
I mentioned it or not but last year Kitty met someone on Tinder. We never met
in person but he was here with his daughter and her family so we matched up. We
texted for a few days then he left without one word about meeting in person.
Over the winter he found Kitty on facebook then sure enough when he made his annual
trek here we agreed to meet. In the end Kitty is not sure if there was a
legitimate misunderstanding or just a general disrespect for Kitty’s time but he
texted me 7:00 p.m. the day we were supposed to meet to ask what Kitty where
Kitty wanted to meet. Fuck that!!! By 7:00 p.m. Kitty is slowing down not
gearing up. So basically that jackass missed his shot. A few weeks later Kitty
just had to know the truth. Did he have another date that did not go well so he
thought he’d squeeze Kitty in? Well he won’t admit to it but honestly sometimes
Kitty feels like screaming at these idiots, </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“DON’T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!?! I’M
NAUGHTY FUCKING KITTY YOU DUMBASS!!!” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Oh don’t worry about Kitty. There is always another playmate
just around the corner and even so Kitty is plenty busy in my vanilla life.
Other than the physical pain of sciatica, life is good. My kids are healthy and
happy thank God. They will be out of the house in no time at which point Kitty
is seriously considering a big, exciting move.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So I hope you all are having a wonderful summer. If so,
please share. Kitty loves to read your comments. Or as always feel free to
email me Naughtykitty314@yahoo.com.</span></div>
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