Rocky Road or Smooth Sailing?

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.

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.

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!"

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.

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.

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.

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."

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.

Once Kitty came SS asked, "What would you like now?"

Kitty had one choice, "fuck my tits," I said.

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.

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.

I Want Him

 

I’m getting that itch again…no…not a rash…more like a craving. I’m thinking about him. When I close my eyes and picture his face…his beautiful smile…I get wet. His kisses run right through me. His touch is always just right.

I want to text him and sometimes I do. Sometimes he texts back within the day and sometimes he doesn’t. I want him to want me. I want him to want to see me. Why doesn’t he want to see me? My friends say he is married. He’s not married. I’ve been to his place. I close my eyes and I remember kneeling in front of him in his kitchen. My cell battery had run down and I wanted to run to the car for my charger before we started fucking.

He didn’t want me to go. I started walking toward the door. He said “Kiss me”. I stopped and kissed him. He pulled me closer and I melted into his kiss…what charger? What cell phone?

He said, “Kiss me where it counts.” Then motioned down. That’s when I got on my knees. He was hard. I sucked on his cock for a few moments. He pulled me up and began kissing me again. He slipped his hands inside my pants and eased them down. I was still in my business office work attire. I kicked off my shoes and he bent me over the kitchen table. I felt him enter behind me. He began to thrust then stopped. He led me through the kitchen then through the TV room into his bedroom. I walked through his apartment which had no curtains. I had nothing on from the waist down.

He had me lay on the edge of his bed still wearing my blouse and bra and began fucking me again. He always felt good inside of me.

I wonder if he ever thinks about that night. I wonder if he ever thinks about me anymore. I wonder if he ever wants me. I want him.

Special Requests

It’s funny. I’ve been wanting to write something lately but haven’t had the time or the desire. Oh, I’ve had some playful texts with both Hammer and T-Bone lately. Hammer even came to my house to check on my refrigerator and we talked about getting together but nothing materialized. It’s really for the best. Even though I am not in a position to make judgments about infidelity, now that I am single, I prefer to fuck men who are also single…or at least who I think are single. It’s my own personal hang up which I cannot explain.

So this morning (New Year’s Eve), I was just leaving Starbucks and on my way to work. It’s chilly here on the East Coast and particularly quiet in the small shore town that I live in. It’s peaceful and I am at peace. So I treated myself to a Grande Salted Caramel Mocha and a blueberry scone. What the hell? I mean if Kitty doesn’t treat herself right, who else will?

Sure enough as I was getting into my car I see two texts. One was from BD2 with a nice shot of his rugged yet sexy face. I melt when he sends me pictures of himself. And my pussy immediately becomes wet. My attraction to him is uncanny.

The second text was from none other than my old lover T-Bone. Sure, we keep in touch and although I have told him that I want my own playmate that I don’t have to share, T-Bone keeps on keeping on as they say.

I can’t explain why but I do have a soft spot in my heart for some of my old lovers including T-Bone. Lately he has been trying to get me over to the dominatrix side. I tell him over and over that Kitty prefers to be dominated in bed, not the reverse. So this morning T-Bone texted me in his East Coast bossy sort of way “Write about me wanting to be a cuckold”.  He even gave me license to trash the Mrs. T-Bone which Kitty would not do of course. T-Bone’s other request was that I make sure to write about how BIG he is.

Okay, Kitty has a big smile on my face as I type this. Yes, my dear sweet T-Bone is in fact well endowed and yes, he has a BIG COCK which gets nice and hard for Kitty…at least that’s how I remember it. It’s sad that Mrs. T-Bone won’t play his cuckold game because it seems like the perfect remedy for what ails them.

Kitty did in fact offer to let T-Bone watch BD2 and I next time we are together. I haven’t ever run this idea past BD2 and I am pretty sure he would not go for it but it seems like a harmless request in the scheme of things and boy does Kitty love fucking BD2.

I can picture T-Bone sitting quietly in a chair off to the side of the hotel room that BD2 and I play in. T-Bone is naked and holding his cock. Kitty has helped him undress and has given his cock a little sucking as BD2 looks over my shoulder. BD2 seems a little possessive in bed which is one of the things I love about him so I can’t imagine he would let me suck on T-Bone too long before he pulls me up saying something rough and sexy like “Come on now. Share some with Daddy.”

Every now and then BD2 likes me to call him “Daddy”. Kitty turns to BD2 who already has his cock exposed outside of his Levis and Kitty begins to lick BD2 just the way he likes to be licked. Then Kitty sucks the head of his cock going into that place in Kitty’s head where all I am thinking about is the deliciousness of BD’s cock in my mouth.

Kitty stands slowly and begins to unbutton BD’s denim shirt exposing his hairy taught upper body. Kitty sucks his nipples as BD lets out a slight groan. T-Bone watches from his chair with his own cock in his hands rubbing and stroking himself.

Kitty pushes BD’s Levi’s to the ground. He begins to undress Kitty leaving my red lace bra and thong intact. BD leads Kitty to the bed. I can see T-Bone out of the corner of my eye but am still completely focused on BD as he slides his finger into my wet pussy. His thumb grazes my g-spot leaving me breathless then he plunges his cock inside of me pushing the lacy thong off to the side.

“God, you feel good,” I tell him.

He thrusts several times before commanding me to get on my knees. Kitty follows BD’s directions. BD pulls off Kitty’s thong then begins to thrust his cock inside of Kitty from behind as he watches himself in the hotel mirror.

Surprisingly he says, “Do you like what you see?” Directing his voice to T-Bone.

T-Bone seems breathless as his stroking becomes more intense. Kitty’s senses are overloaded as I focus on how good BD’s cock feels inside of me along with the sound of his sexy and commanding voice speaking to T-Bone who is clearly enjoying the view.

BD’s speed increases and his thrusting intensifies as T-Bone begins to groan. Kitty reaches through and begins rubbing my clit as BD and I both cum together then falling into one another on the bed.

Things go quiet.

I wonder what BD would think if he ever read this.

Happy and healthy new year to all of Kitty’s cyber friends. My your New Year be filled with much pleasure!

You Can't Blame a Kitty...

It’s been a while since Kitty has gotten laid. Nearly six months. At first it was okay because I still had some hope that things might work out with Tom Hagen. When I realized they wouldn’t I became a little sad then met potential companions here and there and really thought I could pull the platonic companion thing off…until I saw that BDII was back on Plenty of Fish.

I must have been weak that day. I don’t even remember. I just remember that I was so so bored at work and getting into all sorts of online mischief. So I threw a quick profile up without a photo and emailed BDII. He responded within minutes.

We managed to make a play date just after Thanksgiving. He opted to get us a room which is my all time favorite place to fuck anymore. Each morning he’s been texting me pictures of his cock which I have to admit makes my mouth water. This is attentive for BDII. Before we split, we would go days without texting or talking on the phone. Now Kitty is realistic. I know this is not love. I know that BDII and I have no future but hey, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do to get laid.

Don’t ask me why but somewhere during the week I began to get a little nervous. I began to wonder if BDII was in fact a serial killer. Maybe he just wanted to meet to do away with me once and for all. Another thought that crossed my mind was maybe he would drug me and take my vital organs. Every horror story that I ever heard or saw came to mind.

As Sunday morning approached Kitty was nervous, excited and horny as hell. BD’s texts were simple yet sexy. I drove to meet him just as I had before. I pulled into the hotel parking lot and spotted his car next to the room number he had texted me earlier. I parked next to BDII and knocked on the door. He opened the door immediately and greeted me with his stunning smile. I immediately gave him a kiss and he gave me a hug as we quickly exchanged compliments. Within seconds I began unbuttoning his shirt and he unbuttoned mine. We removed our pants and he exposed his already hard cock which seemed to be motioning for me to kneel down to greet it. I kneeled and slowly sucked on the head of BDII’s cock. He moaned. I sucked a little longer than rose up on my feet as he pulled me toward the bed.

We began kissing. I loved that we could take our time. BDII was kind this time. He was moved from hard fucking to soft gentle kissing adding just the right amount of dirty talk.

When he mentioned anal sex I took a deep breath. The last time we were together BDII was so rough when he entered me anally. He switched back and forth between fucking me in the ass and then my pussy and as a result I feared an infection.

Today he was much different. As he entered me I whispered “be gentle”. He said “I thought you like it rough.”

“I do but anal is different. You have to be gentle.” That was all it took. BDII was as gentle as could be adding additional lubrication. Once he had had enough, BDII went to the bathroom and washed his cock commenting that he was sanitizing his cock so that Kitty could suck on it some more…and so I did.

Kitty enjoys fucking BDII for many reasons. We are constantly on the same wavelength in bed. We rest at the same time then fuck then rest then fuck. At one point I told BDII that he is the sexiest 57 year old man I have ever met. He really is something. I had forgotten how handsome he is and how charming he can be. He gave me a holiday card and inside wrote “I never stop thinking about you” Love [BDII].

Kitty has to keep reminding myself that BDII is just a playmate. Kitty cannot fall for BDII again but a play date here and there…THAT’s something Kitty can manage.

Up to No Good

Kitty has been up to no good today. Don’t ask me why. I have plenty of work to keep me busy but I managed to find myself on POF with some new interesting prospects. 

Something is stirring inside of Kitty. It’s that feeling that I used to get when I met a new playmate on Ashley Madison.

I reactivated my account after seeing Biker Dude II back on. I doubt I’ll ever get the story as to why he lost interest in me or why he dropped out of site. I imagine he met someone but now he is back. I was feeling both frisky and naughty so Kitty decided to get BD2 all wound up.

I started by saying that I was thinking about the time we met in the hotel room and how hot it was. He of course responded:

BD2: it’s funny you should say that , I can't get that picture out of my mind you on your knees your ass up in the air fucken the shit out of you (He's a charmer, isn't he?)

Kitty:  LOL I keep sending you a message but I guess you are not getting it because it is deemed as inappropriate but it said that was Father's Day you were thinking about. It also said something about me dropping to my knees for you ;)

p.s. thanks for getting me all wet at work ;)

BD2: reach down there and take care of it, you like that sweet talk?

Kitty: I'm in my office and you KNOW I prefer you to put YOUR hands down there...lick them then put them in my mouth. A little dirty talk never hurt anybody xo

Thinking about you in my mouth right now

BD2: you should have it in your mouth, would you like that?

Kitty: You know I love it in my mouth baby. Do YOU love it in my mouth?

BD2: and your ass and your cunt

Kitty: You do feel good inside of me ;)

MMMmmmmm miss that tongue of yours

Overall, it’s been a pretty good afternoon. Next up my bi-sexual venture.

Flunking The Test

If fidelity were a test Kitty would flunk with a capital “F”. When BD2 was off at his concert and his car show and having the time of his life with God knows who, Kitty was planning my own fun.

Just before BD2 and I met I had met this guy on POF. He was formerly a Chef but had to close his deli and so I think he is leaning more toward being a handy man/construction guy which is fine by me because as sexy as the idea of a chef is…they work on the weekends and that simply does not work for Kitty.

So this guy who I will refer to as Tom Hagen from this point on and I met for dinner several weeks before I met BD2. Why do I call him Tom Hagen you ask? Well…for one thing he has a very VERY Italian name. Kitty LOVES Italian men although they don’t seem to take too kindly to Kitty for whatever reason.

So Tom Hagen traveled down here to meet Kitty for dinner which was pretty impressive. We hit it off right away. He has a great personality. He makes Kitty laugh and is pretty cute. But wait! He didn’t LOOK Italian AT ALL!!!

Kitty mentioned that at dinner and it turns out that he is actually German/Irish and had been adopted by an Italian couple…the best of both worlds as far as Kitty is concerned.

So even though we seemed to hit it off and Tom Hagen told Kitty he saw “potential”. Kitty believed Tom Hagen and like clockwork as soon as Kitty began to believe, Tom Hagen disappeared. Oh, I still saw him logged onto Plenty of Fish but he made no effort whatsoever to contact me.

Two weeks ago after the ever frustrating “Text and Dash” with BD2, I hopped onto POF just to check my inbox and noticed that Tom Hagen deleted his profile. He didn’t just HIDE it like BD2 and I…he DELETED it! In the POF world that means one of two things…either he got back together with his wife or he met the woman of his dreams on POF and that woman sure as hell was not Kitty.

As we know Kitty can never leave well enough alone so I texted Tom Hagen and asked why he deleted his profile. He said he gave up on POF. This led to a friendly little text chat which amounted to nothing but Kitty proclaiming us friends and a promise to get together real soon.

Over the past few weeks I’ve heard more from Tom Hagen then the guy I’m supposedly in a relationship with. As the weekend grew closer and it became more and more evident that BD2 was not going to make time for Kitty, I reached out to TH. In no time at all we began planning what will most likely be a little fuck session much like my Ashley Madison days with questions like “where do you want me to cum?”

Kitty began to get that feeling again. It was the feeling I used to get just before meeting a new lover at a hotel room. My pussy began to get wet as he texted “Can I lick you?”

“Hmmm I don’t see why not.”

“Then I want you to sit on my hard cock and ride me”.

DAMN! That’s Kitty’s all time favorite position!!!

The more we texted the further from my mind BD2 was. I recently got a fortune in a fortune cookie that said “Behind every able bodied man is another able bodied man.”

So Kitty is taking Bad Boy’s advice. I’m enjoying my freedom. While BD2 is having HIS fun, Kitty may be having some fun of my own.

Text and Dash

BD2 does this thing that drives Kitty absolutely crazy. I call it the “Text and Dash”. I won’t hear from him for days at a time then just when I think it’s over and he has moved on, I’ll get a text. I text back…then…NOTHING!

These are some of the texts I have received over the past week…

BD2: “Thanks for sat nite, had a real good time, hope your having a good day”

Kitty: “How was your Father’s Day?”

Next day…

BD2: “How’s my baby today, just mowed a little now it’s raining.”

Kitty :“I’m good xoxox have you recovered from the weekend?”

TWO days later…

BD2: “good morning [Kitty]”

Kitty: “Good morning baby xoxoxo.” Then Later I texted “How was your day?”

2 hours later he texts “My day was good xoxo”

This morning he texts “How’s my beautiful girl on this beautiful day”.

Notice there is no mention whatsoever about getting together for the weekend. BD2 is going to the Rolling Stones concert Friday and a car show on Sunday. Not sure what his plans are for Saturday but Kitty thinks that since we have agreed to be exclusive and since BD2 is making time and spending money on Mick Jagger that I should at least get a coffee and some kisses on Saturday.

Kitty will be spending this Saturday night RE-EVALUATING. As we all know, Kitty is 1. Not a patient Kitty and 2. Needs ATTENTION otherwise Kitty has a tendency to get into trouble.

The other night Bad Boy pleaded with me not to jump back into a relationship. “Enjoy your freedom,” he said. Now I know what he was talking about. Kitty cannot live by text alone.

Phone Chat

I had an interesting phone conversation with Bad Boy the other night. He’s my “go-to” guy whenever I have questions about boys…men. We ended up talking about all sorts of shit. He’s about the only one I can tell that the sex the other night with BD2 was a little rougher than usual and that even though I enjoy rough sex I like a little cuddle time afterwards and I didn’t get that. I KNOW…RIGHT?!?!?! Kitty is not generally a CUDDLER…but after being treated like a dirty little slut Kitty likes a little tenderness.

Bad Boy and I started talking about “Biters”. I have come across a lot of them lately and it’s very strange. They BITE when they are kissing you. What’s THAT about? Bad Boy said they might be testing the waters for a little pain threshold. He also claims that back in the day I bit him so hard on the shoulder when he was finger fucking me. I don’t remember that and repeated several times that it was some other girl. Bad Boy had A LOT of girls back then and I highly doubt it was me.

We talked a little about BD2 and it made me laugh when Bad Boy called him “BD2” because he is just about the only person in my real life that reads my blog. He suggested that maybe BD2 wants that Dirty Little Slut Kitty 24/7 even though we discussed a “relationship”. Bad Boy is a lot like BD2 so I’m thinking maybe he knows what he’s talking about.

I thought BD2 might get off on the fact that Kitty is super straight by day but dirty slut in the bedroom. I thought he might get off on showing me off to his friends and family as this nerdy financial/mother type and when they said “what the hell do you see in HER?!?!” BD2 might smile to himself and picture my mouth around his cock. Or he can take a look at a picture that he took of me sucking his cock with his phone the first day we fucked in that hotel room.

The more Bad Boy and I talked the more I realized how similar we are to one another. We both play it straight outside the bedroom then enjoy the animalistic side of sex on the other side. Bad Boy can appreciate that my body is free of tattoos and piercings and he can appreciate that I am single handedly supporting and raising a bunch of kids but still enjoy a good fucking. Not many men get that I guess. To me it’s a no brainer. I ALWAYS look at a nerdy guy and look for the freak that lies within.

Bad Boy assures me that WHEN we get together we are going to have a lot of fun. I believe him although there is that part of me that knows IF we finally fuck after all these years that things will change between us and I’m not quite sure I want them to.

The Feeling

I don’t know how to describe it.  Maybe I am sensitive from my Ashley Madison days. Maybe Kitty is insecure. Maybe after years and years of insisting that I am not needy…the reality is that I AM NEEDY.

No, that’s not it. It’s attention. Kitty wants some attention. Kitty wants a little male attention. I know all too well that people have lives and people are busy. Kitty is busy. Kitty is VERY busy! And yet on Saturday night…well…I can’t help it. Kitty craves a man. There is something about the weekend…something about a Saturday night that says “Date Night” to Kitty. Kitty went for years and years and YEARS without going out or doing anything on the weekends when I was with Angry Guy. Now I want to have something to show for the weekend…I want something to look forward to. That’s what the Shrink recommended.

So, BD2 is going to the Stone’s concert tonight and he’s going to a car show on Sunday…but no mention of Saturday to Kitty. So…we’ll see. It’s a feeling…like maybe the “Time to move on" feeling.

Once a Cheater...

Funny…Angry Guy and I always used to say “Once a cheater ALWAYS a cheater.” I used to believe that. When Angry Guy and I split I thought I could break the cheating habit with the right guy. I have to admit, I don’t know that he’s out there…at least for me…and I’m okay with that I guess.

BD2 and I got together this weekend. It was father’s day weekend. We were both horney. He sprang for dinner and I sprang for a room so that I could give him a proper father’s day gift from Naughty Kitty.

XXX always says that I am “every man’s wet dream” because I confessed one day that the perfect date to me is a nice dinner , drink or evening out then coming home and fucking our brains out. This weekend is as close as I could get in light of the fact that it’s still too soon to bring BD2 home to meet the kids.

I checked into the room. It was effortless and not nearly as nerve wracking as when I was married. I still wanted to paint my fingernails. Just as I was about to start BD2 drove up. I greeted him at the door. His kiss was warm and comfortable and then he gave me a big hug. It felt so warm…so right. I told him I missed him. He said nothing. He had a little bag with him which I figured held some toys. He decided to try this new medication. Ten minutes or so before sex he is supposed to give himself a shot of this stuff. It sounds painful but he assured me it wasn’t.

He told me about it the first time we fucked. I insisted there was no need for him to take anything. He was getting hard so what was the problem? “It’s not like it used to be,” he insisted.

I assured him that I enjoyed him just the way he was but if he wanted to try this, I would be supportive. He put the shots into the mini fridge and lay on the bed fully clothed. I curled up next to him and began to kiss him. He confessed that he missed me then unleashed his cock. He began to demonstrate the procedure of giving himself the shot. He said, “I’m supposed to stroke like this to work the medicine down the shaft but I thought maybe you could suck on it.” He described how he wanted me to put him in my mouth as deep as I could get it then he wanted me to move my mouth up the shaft to the head as I sucked. “pretty simple,” I thought to myself. Then he had me practice a few times. He began to get hard which reaffirmed to me that these meds were not necessary.

“Suck my balls baby so while I’m sitting across from you at dinner I know that’s the last thing you had in your mouth.” Kitty smiled and obliged like a good kitty.

We kept dinner light and two hours slipped by. We took a short cruise around the quaint little town then headed back to the hotel. It was nice to relax and know that we could take our time. We began to kiss then BD2 went into the bathroom to give himself his shot.

Just as we had practiced I took his cock into my mouth and sucked as I pulled my mouth all the way up his shaft rolling my tongue around the head. I slowly repeated even though his cock was as hard as it could be. We played and fucked and sucked and kissed. He thrusted inside of me slowly at first then increasingly faster and faster until I heard him groan and relax. It was the first time he was able to cum while we were fucking. Maybe those new meds DID make a difference.

After he came he was still a little hard. “You’re going to have to ride that baby to help get it down.” I was happy to oblige once again. I climbed on top and moved until he said, “roll over”.

He had been wanting to have anal sex and was becoming increasingly frustrated that he was unable to enter me anally. It was the only time I ever saw him impatient. We changed positions several times. I was on my back again and he was on top of me when all of a sudden he thrusted hard into my ass. I screamed out in pain but he did not retreat and he wasn’t about to. I whimpered with each thrust. What the hell happened to the promise he made that first night to be gentle?

I looked into his eyes and said “does that feel good baby?”

“oh it feels SO good,” he said.

The sound of his voice made me relax and the pain of his cock thrusting hard into me anally subsided somewhat.

As we lay in bed afterward just a little more distant than that first time we fucked I thought to myself how as painful as the experience was physically, this is the type of man I have been writing about for the past several years. The kind of man who is not afraid in bed…not afraid of hurting me. He takes charge and is just about the strongest lover I have ever had.

So what’s the problem, you ask? Well…this strong wonderful older man that makes me wet just by smiling at me has become somewhat distant. Days go by without hearing from him. There is a part of me that enjoys the freedom. There’s another part of me that craves the attention that I have been missing from my own husband all these years. And so in my boredom and in an effort to push BD2 from my mind, I play. I text other men. I pop onto Ashley Madison here and there to check out my favorites list. Who has been on and what’s going on with the others?

Kitty is still just a little sore physically from the other night. I still don’t know where this thing with BD2 is going and I’m not sure where I want it to go. Some days it feels really good…some days it feels like a hot poker was just shoved up my ass. But I have to admit, I sure am enjoying the ride.

City Kitty in the Country

Playing with BDII is a lot like playing with my boys from Ashley Madison only better because neither of us is married so we can play where ever or whenever we can arrange it and don’t have to worry about hiding our cars or being seen together in public. Can I just tell you all that I LOVE that!!

Although to a certain degree we DO have to be discreet because Kitty still has the little ones at home. So since BDII has a car show this weekend and I wanted to give him a proper send off, I offered to make the drive up to his place which is well over an hour away. He seemed thrilled with the idea and invited me to stay the night. Isn’t that sweet??? I can’t imagine any of my other lovers making that offer for obvious reasons. But Kitty had to decline because as I said, I still have the little ones at home and it’s the middle of the week so Kitty plans to play hard with BDII then return to my vanilla life.

I carefully planned my route to BDII’s house since I was leaving from work and the ride was still over an hour. At the last minute I decided to use the GPS on my phone and everything was going perfectly until my GPS said “You’ve arrived at your destination.” I looked around and all I saw were FARMS! I turned around and tried to backtrack then broke down and called BDII. He answered and started to become a little impatient with Kitty. In the end I was not far from his house and he talked me in but then Kitty made the futile mistake of parking in the long gravel driveway. “Park up here on the front lawn! Don’t park in the driveway” BDII shouted. This is when I knew I was in the country. If this guy is a serial killer this is the perfect place to do it. In the meantime I got out of the car and followed BD into the house and into what was clearly a sparsely furnished Manpartment. He began to kiss me right away but I pulled away to take a quick glance at the view. It was beautiful out here in the country. We talked briefly and then I realized that the GPS sucked the battery life out of my phone. “Let me run to my car and get my charger,” I said.

“Kiss me first,” BD said with his pants already pulled down exposing his erect cock.

I kissed him on the lips. “Kiss me where it counts,” motioning to his cock.

I leaned over and gave the head of his cock a quick suck and a lick just to let him know I was focused…as soon as I got my charger. I got up and began walking toward the door. He followed behind me, pulled me around and kissed me again, a long deep kiss this time. I immediately became wet. He wrapped his arms around me then put his hand down my pants still kissing me. His aggression was captivating. All I could focus on at that point was getting my clothes off as well as his. As he kissed me and rubbed my clit, I removed my jacket, shoes and belt.

“Bend over the table,” he commanded

I had been longing for him to fuck me from behind so I slipped off my pants and followed his order noticing that not one window in the entire apartment had any type of covering. He slipped inside of me but I suppose the table was too high. He turned me around and led me to the bedroom. Still half dressed he laid me on my back on the side of the bed and began thrusting inside of me. All I kept thinking was how nice he felt inside of me and how to get the rest of my clothes off.

It wasn’t long before he said, “turn over, and get on all fours.” Being the obedient Kitty that I am, I did exactly what I was told and was greeted with the wonderful sensation of his cock inside my pussy and his fingers in my ass. “You like this don’t you? You dirty little slut.”

All I could do was moan yes. “Make yourself cum for Daddy,” he said as he pulled out not one vibrator but two which he had purchased for me. He chose the larger of the two which was huge and purple. “Let me see you take that whole thing in.”

His eyes widened as the huge vibrator all but disappeared inside of me. I moved it and closed my eyes imagining him behind me. I leaned over and kissed him. He began stroking my entire body as I continued to move the vibrator until I couldn’t take it anymore and I let myself go.

Then it was his turn. Kitty went to work giving BDII one of my special blow jobs as I moved my finger in his ass. BDII began stroking his cock as I kissed his lips, ran my tongue down his chest, and nibbled his nipples. “Put your mouth down there,” he ordered as he continued to stroke.

As instructed Kitty moved down to his cock and began to suck the head. I could hear his breathing quicken and then began to taste the salty taste of his cum in my mouth. I moved up to his face and gave him a kiss letting him taste his juices inside my mouth.

We lay still for a few moments enjoying the tension release both of us just experienced. I am thinking about him right now. I wonder if he is thinking about me on his long trip away for the weekend.

Tearing Down Walls

Meeting BDII at a hotel was no sweat for me. He was hot and sexy and let’s face it Kitty has met many a men at hotel rooms. The trick was not to act like I had done it before. Originally he suggested meeting at a local restaurant then finding a place. I agreed thinking that I might suggest he just get the room and text me but I played dumb and went along with his plan. Fortunately I got a text as I was leaving the house saying that he got a room already…YES!!

So I drove on over and parked thinking that this is the first time in a long time that I am meeting a man at a hotel with no guilt and a man that I was beginning to really have feelings for. Oh who’s fooling who? I was smitten and there was no doubt about it.

He greeted me at the door but we did not have the awkward introduction that I have become accustomed to. We were very familiar with each other’s lips and the chemistry was already there between us. We kissed briefly and I turned to put down my keys. 

When I turned back he had his cock out already erect and ready for Kitty to wrap her lips around. Without hesitating I got on my knees and began to lick then suck BDII’s beautiful cock.

I had promised him the night before that I would do anything he asked me to do. I told him I wanted to be his little fuck toy. And like a smart man he realized he has a gem on his hands.

We undressed quickly; he laid me on my back and began to fuck me. Damn his cock felt good inside of me. When he moved down to my cleanly shaved pussy I immediately began to shake. I still have no idea what he did but I had the most intense orgasm that I can remember.

One request after another he made and I fulfilled. Everything from Anal to him snapping photos as he was fucking me. Between you and me there was nothing shocking. As he made his requests I quietly thanked each one of my former lovers for teaching me how to do what he had just requested. The acts themselves did not impress him I think as much as my sincere desire to please him. As he said “I love that you have NO hang ups.” And I thought to myself a little about what I had been through over the past few years and realized that I really don’t have any hang-ups…at least not in the bedroom.

One orgasm after another and four hours later it was time for us to part ways. We had a wonderful time and had some wonderful conversations in the midst of our fucking.

As we lay in bed I felt at peace for the first time in a long time. I wasn’t worried whether I would hear back from him or not. If anything I think he was concerned. BDII has nothing to worry about. I adore him and I am pretty sure he is fond of me too. 

Only time will tell but I have opened the door and let him in. That’s the first step.

Biker Dude II

My stomach is doing back flips this morning. I can’t tell if it is from the incredible date I had last night or food poisoning. We met at this amazing Tapas restaurant. The food was out of this world. I had never been there before but recommended it as a halfway point between us. We met online of course and as you well know that’s not anything new for Kitty. He was waiting for me at the bar and kissed me on the lips as we introduced ourselves. I loved that. I could feel the chemistry immediately and that broke the ice enough so the rest of the meal flowed nicely with few if any awkward moments.

We shared our food and held hands here and there throughout the meal and although it was so nice I was anxious for it to be over so that we could get to the good stuff. I recommended taking a walk along the streets of the very quaint town we were in. The main part was very small so we sat on a park bench and talked and kissed then talked and kissed. We seem to fit into each other perfectly and my entire body tingled. I haven’t felt this way in a very long time.

We discussed the distance between us and how we would manage that. “What would we do? Get a room?” He asked. I looked at him and smiled nodding just a bit. Then he smiled too.

It was chilly for May so we walked back to my car. We got into the front seat and immediately began to kiss again. His hands began to roam touching me in all the right places at all the right times.

“You’re a good kisser,” he said

“So are you,” I answered breathlessly “you are good with your hands,” I added. We both smiled. He’s a mechanic and so he truly is good with his hands. We began to kiss again as he said “are you good with YOUR hands?”

 I smiled into our kiss and said “I think so.”

“Are you good with your mouth?” He asked

“I AM good with my mouth,” I said with more confidence as the kissing became more intense. “What do you like?” I asked him.

“I like going down. I like eating pussy and I like getting oral. Do you like giving oral?”I smiled as we were still kissing throughout this entire conversation. His words along with his roaming hands were making me lose control. We continued talking and kissing as he tried harder and harder to take off my clothes.

“Stop,” I said. “You’re making me crazy.”

“Let’s crawl in the back,” he said.

“I’m not going to fuck you in the back of my van,” I said more seriously. Then at the same time we both said “Tonight” and smiled.

We agreed that we didn’t want our first time to be in a car. I want it to be special this time. This may be something real. This may be the relationship I have been wanting for years now. I want everything to be perfect…at least for the first time.

“Let me have a little taste,” he said as he kissed me and ran his fingers inside of my pussy. He licked his finger then put it into my mouth. The flavor was familiar to me.

“Do you have any wild fetishes I should know about?” I asked hoping that the one thing he said was not that he wanted me to wear a strap on.

“Would you think it was crazy if I said I wanted to stick my tongue in your ass?” A part of me tensed just a little bit as this was something that AG had always wanted to do.

“That would be okay,” I answered hesitantly.

“How about something else? Can I stick my cock in your ass?” I smiled again as we were still kissing relieved that I had done this before.

“If you are very very careful,” I whispered remembering the attempt at anal between AG and myself.

“I will be very very careful,” he whispered back smiling as he said it.

We chatted and kissed some more. “I’ll bet you have a little bit of a wild side to you,” he said with hope in his eyes.

I smiled my devilish smile and assured him he would not be disappointed.

And so begins my relationship with the man I will now refer to as Biker Dude II. Kitty is a happy happy Kitty.