Good Writer

Kitty got an email from a special Ashley Madison friend the other day. He had just taken a few moments to read my blog and wrote “Kitty you are a GOOD writer.”

Now, I don’t want to get sidetracked but can I say that when I mention my blog to men from Ashley Madison I always hesitate. I don’t mean to give the impression that they will be a subject. I always explain that identities are completely confidential and it is their option if they want me to post about any encounters we may have.

There was a point where I was able to list my blog among my profile on Ashley Madison but they must have gotten rid of that option. I liked it because anybody who read my profile had the option of reading or not reading. I picked up some readers and made some friends that way.

So when I offer the website to men on Ashley Madison it is not for the sake of bragging…not at all. I generally refer them because I believe it gives great insight as to who Kitty is in real life. Some of the men I HAVE met in person have told me that they can really get a sense of who I am on the inside, how I think and what I like. That’s EXACTLY why I refer men to the sight.

I generally get mixed reactions. Most men start by saying “I don’t know that I want you to write about me if we meet.” Which is fine by Kitty. A lot of times they will return to the blog and do a complete 180 degree turn and say “Kitty, I want to fuck you so good that you write about me over and over.” Kitty is open to that as well. Can you tell Kitty is getting frisky?

The other day a guy read the blog and saw my photo at the same time and completely freaked out. He said he doesn’t know what he is doing. He said his wife is gorgeous, that he is deleting my emails and would appreciate if I would do the same. Kitty has a sneaking suspicion that it wasn’t the blog so much as my photo that turned this guy off. Now ordinarily Kitty’s feelings would be hurt but this guy’s photo was not so hot in the first place and by the way I noticed he hasn’t removed his profile from Ashley Madison. Dude, if you don’t have enough balls to stand up to Kitty and tell the truth about not being interested because you are just not interested then DUDE, you are not going to be able to handle Kitty in the bedroom.

So see, NOW Kitty got off track. The point I am TRYING to make is that there are readers out there who will compliment Kitty on my blog and for that I love you all. But Kitty is not a professional writer by any means. My blog is recreational only at this point. I have several friends who are professional writers. They would be horrified by my blog not so much because of the content but because my writing style not to mention grammar leaves a lot to be desired.

Recently Kitty showed my post about my son to one of my professional writer friends. She is a college professor as well as a published author. She was appalled by just about everything from a technical standpoint. I told her over and over that there are men all over the region telling me that I am a “good writer” to which her reply was “Kitty, men just say that because you use the word ‘cock’ and ‘pussy’ all the time.” And so maybe Kitty is not REALLY such a good writer. Luckily, Kitty is not going to quit my day job any time soon.

Last Night

Last night as I was drifting off to sleep I thought of our emails today and what our first meeting is going to be like. I closed my eyes and thought about meeting for coffee. You are dressed in a suit and tie from work and I am in my work clothes as well. When we meet at first we both extend a hand then both lean in to kiss on the cheek like old friends. We sit and have coffee as we talk to one another we are each evaluating the possibilities for more. At one point you reach over the table and grab my hand. You look me in the eyes and say “Wanna get out of here?” I am so overwhelmed with your forwardness and your charm that I follow you. We find ourselves next door at the hotel. As we enter the room you lead the way then stop, turn and kiss me gently on the mouth. We draw the blinds and adjust the lighting so that it is dim but still allows us to see each other. We meet again and kiss gently at first then more intense as our tongues touch I get wet. I reach for you and you grab my hand moving it to your crotch allowing me to feel that you are already hard. This makes me weak with passion. I begin to unbutton your shirt and you loosen your tie and take off your jacket kissing all the while. We remove each other’s clothes then slip out of whatever is left ourselves.

I slip under the covers and you follow coming in close to me from behind. You kiss the back of my neck then turn me towards you reaching between my legs, running your fingers among the folds of my pussy. “Mmmm you are so wet, “you say to me. I am unable to speak as your fingers glide inside of me and rub me to my first orgasm. When I catch my breath I begin kissing you first on your mouth. I hold onto your cock which has become fully erect now. I begin stroking it firmly in my hand then work my mouth down to it. I suck on the head slightly then take the entire cock into my mouth until the tip touches the back of my throat. Your hand is on my head and you are saying something but all I can focus on is the sweet taste of your precum as it begins to slide down my throat.

I slide off of your cock before you explode. I want you to hold on just a little longer. You move me onto my back and begin nibbling my lips hard. Our tongues explore each other. You kiss my ear and gently nibble my ear lobes then plant gentle kisses all over my face and neck. You work your way down to my breasts then begin to nipple my nipples as your hand rubs and slides into my waiting wet cunt. You explore the folds to find my swelling clit. Then you move your lips down from my pink erect nipples kissing and licking my body downward toward my inviting wet, hot pussy. My clit whispers “suck me” and you oblige. While you nibble and suck endlessly I moan “fuck me! Fuck me! Oh god, fuck me!” You continue to tease me then you move your cock slightly into the folds of my pussy. Your cock moves ever so slowly and with just the head you rub up and down against me. I look into your eyes and with mine screaming “further! Further! FURTHER!” Slowly you move the head further into my accepting, burning cunt. You move in and out a little faster with each moment. You tell me that the heat from the fire in my pussy is shooting up your cock and filling your entire body. You are ready to cum but I am not there yet and we want to end our journey to ecstasy together.

Finally you turn me over on all fours and plunge your rock hard cock in from behind. You grab my hips and begin to buck almost violently. I lean back into you trying to envelope every inch of you. You reach around and begin rubbing my clit while still thrusting into me. “I’m going to cum,” I cry out. In my head I count three long hard thrusts from you and all at the same time we moan as we both cum together. I am ready to collapse as you pump the last of your hot cum inside of me then we both curl up you are spooning me from behind just as we first began.

Neither of us can move. We lie together naked, hot and happy intertwined in each other’s arms. We happily talk about silly things and at times a serious note with a little dirty talk for good measure. You begin to kiss me sucking on my top lip then the bottom inviting my tongue. You softly move your hand to my breasts. I lie still while you kneel at my side bent over sucking my nipples until they swell and point up toward heaven. I stroke your shaft until your cock swells once more to ready. Your lips move to my clit and you suck as I slide over and wrap my lips around your seemingly red hot head. As your tongue slides in and out of me you are sucking my clit and I am taking in all of you with my warm lips. You kiss and lick my thighs as I whisper “don’t stop eating me.” As we both explode one more time you cum never seems to end. You collapse in my arms. We lie still for a while until the clock warns it’s time to return to reality. We dress silently then the short cold walk to our cars. As I am about to get into my car and before you unlock yours you ask…no you plead “Same time, same place next Monday?” I stop, turn, smile and say “deal”. You blow a kiss. I bounce it back. The engines grind to a start and we move our separate ways as it must be but we both smile. We know this day was the beginning of a long happy journey…the beginning.

Nerdy Kitty

Today was yet another strange day in Naughty Kitty’s dull dull life. I woke us as usual and went to put my contact lenses in like I do every day. My eye burned so badly. It was like someone put soap in the cleaner or something. I immediately removed the contact lenses, washed my hands and tried again. It hurt even more this time! I cried out loud it hurt so badly. So now you are saying, “Kitty, what the hell is your point?”

Well, my point is that I ended up having to wear my glasses as opposed to my contacts. It was dress down Friday today so I just threw on a pair of jeans and a comfy flannel shirt and went to work. I figured I wouldn’t be seeing anybody except friends including Big Cheese so I really was not ready for the STIR that my NERDY look made at the office.

First of all without thinking twice I stopped in to say “good morning” to XXX. Right away he brightened up and said “SEXY TEACHER…WOW!” At that point I became a little self conscious. JEEZ-US! I wasn’t even TRYING!!

Next person I saw was my Little Latino Helper who gave me the once over, running his eyes up and down my body. He insisted on buying me a coffee today. It was at this point that I was like “WTF?!?!” I mean I didn’t REALLY look THAT different and who the hell knew that all these guys go for the “Nerdy Kitty with glasses” look. Personally I think it’s the combination of the glasses and my crazy curly brown hair but I continued about my day. Sure enough Big Cheese said “I LOVE you in glasses!” To which my reply was a smart ass, “because they cover my face?” He smiled of course.

The last straw was the cute attorney from down the hall who followed me around like a puppy dog all morning. Now don’t get me wrong I love the attention but in light of my turning over a new leaf…Oh let’s face it…I am just busy as hell at work and have no time for idle chit chat especially about my appearance which I am constantly self conscious about anyway.

And so, when the work day ended I was happy just to go home where the people who know me best barely notice what I am wearing and what I look like. Yes, it’s sad in a way but some days a Naughty Kitty just wants to be nerdy and blend into the woodwork. Today happened to be one of those days.

Back Together With My Old Friend Ashley Madison

As with everybody Kitty has her good days and her bad days.  Today has not been a great day. Sadly when I have a day like today my initial reaction is to hop on to Ashley Madison to look for new friends. Now now…I have been a really good kitty for weeks and weeks now but Kitty wants to play. And while I tried so so hard to be good and to remain true to that one special friend, he just can’t find the time for me.

The one great thing about AM is that within 5 minutes of reactivating my profile I met a few men who were eager to chat. Chatting is good right?

Let me just say that I have learned some lessons from my previous experiences. I have learned what I want and what I DON’T want. I have learned that it is not smart to meet men in hotel rooms right off the bat even though I was extremely lucky in that respect. I won’t be doing that anymore.

I have spent a lot of time reflecting on my affair with XXX mainly because he’s the only man in this whole sordid mess that took the time to sleep with me more than once and he and I are still great friends. He maintains that he thinks I am wonderful in bed and out and that any man that does not appreciate me does not deserve me.

I know exactly what I want to take from my relationship with XXX. I know what I want to bring to another relationship.

This time around Kitty is going to be more particular. I can tell now who the hunters are and I can tell who the guys are that are just going to blow smoke up my ass to get what they want.

Can Kitty take a moment to stress again that it REALLY ISN’T NECESSARY to lie to me to get me into bed?!?!!? I can pretty much guarantee that if there is a connection I will sleep with a man that I have met on Ashley Madison. That’s the whole fucking point isn’t it?!?!!?!? I JUST DON’T GET THAT!!!  So please don’t waste my time telling me that you want a long term affair when all you really want is a onetime thing. Kitty is fine with those too on occasion. Honesty is what turns Kitty on…not lies.

Anyway as you can probably tell Kitty is writing this as I drink my morning coffee.

And so, while I have been with some wonderful men who have insisted they wanted more, for whatever reason they have chosen to back away. That’s fine. That’s what Ashley Madison is for after all. Welcome back my friend. Welcome back!

Devil Dog

Have you ever noticed that Devil Dogs are the world’s most perfect food?!?!?!? I mean think about it. They are delicious and nutritious. They are full of white creamy filling which is high in protein….oh….WAIT!!!

Okay, a girl can dream can’t she? Turns out that other than the calories and LACK of nutrition, Devil Dogs strongly resemble my favorite item to put inside of my mouth. Granted, my favorite item is generally longer and harder but damn if it isn’t full of a white delicious creamy surprise!

So the other day when I came across a loose Devil Dog on the kitchen counter I couldn’t help myself. That long chocolaty cock shaped cake item just called my name. I unwrapped it and began to quiver just as I do when I am unwrapping the “real thing”. I gazed at it with desire in my eyes before drawing it closer to my face. First I had to pass it close to my nose. Then I brushed it up against my cheek briefly. I couldn’t take it any longer. I finally held it up lengthwise and ran my tongue over the long ridge of oozing white cream as I closed my eyes and tried to remember the last time I ran my tongue up the shaft of a man’s cock. God I miss that! When my tongue reached the top without thinking I poked the tip into the small indentation at the top of the Devil Dog closing my eyes again, smiling before I took my first bite.

Do I miss it, you ask? Do I miss sucking on a man’s long hard cock? Do I miss lapping up the shaft of his cock? Do I miss sucking on the head and tasting that first bit of pre-cum?

What do you think?

Happy Valentines Day!!

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

TO ALL MY NAUGHTY KITTY

FRIENDS!!

I wish you all lots of love and laughter today and everyday.

Kitty's Rant

Today is one of those days when I think I would be better off being a single mother. Angry Guy is off from work and I am in a particularly busy point in my career so I appreciate a little help with the kids. No such luck. Now, let me apologize upfront to my male readers for the rant I am about to go on. And, YES, I do understand that not all men are like Angry Guy but here’s the thing…

When Angry Guy is at work he is completely focused and does not need to concern himself with the kids or any drama from home because Kitty takes care of EVERYTHING.

Angry Guy wants Kitty to work and believe me Kitty loves working outside of the home although admittedly I put my brilliant career on the back burner to be a dedicated mother (inserting fingers in my mouth to gag). No really, I have and I am not resentful much at all.

The thing that Angry Guy doesn’t get is that I have been unable to find anybody to pay me to just sit here and look pretty. He wants me to be home for the kids AND work. Okay so he’s not the brightest light on the Christmas tree.

Well today is especially frustrating because the school nurse called and said one of the kids needs to be picked up and Angry Guy is nowhere to be found. No, it’s not that he is in some hotel room with someone. Angry Guy simply turned off his cell phone and is ignoring the 10 messages that the school nurse left on the answering machine at home. So now the nurse is calling MY cell.

The hysterical thing is not only that we live across from the school but you can’t even imagine the shit storm that would occur if I ever turned off my cell and ignored messages from Angry Guy. The reason I know this is because years ago I did it and it wasn’t pretty. So even though I joke about wearing an ankle bracelet, my bracelet comes in the form of a smart phone.

It’s really the same old shit with him isn’t it? Things are fine and then he acts like a total asshole. The sad thing is the kids don’t even care anymore. I shouldn’t say that. It’s not nice. But the other day I had to take them to a doctor’s appointment with me. The doctor was asking all about our family history and we started talking about smoking and how Angry Guys smokes. Later the kids were asking me questions like “What will happen to us if daddy dies from lung cancer?” How sad is that?

I assured my youngest that I purposely take care of myself so that I can live a healthy life and take care of them for as long as they need me. Other than my obvious sex addiction I don't smoke or over indulge in any other substances. Once they realized that if anything ever happened to Angry Guy their lives would pretty much remain the same as far as where and how we live they were calm. If anything ever happened to Kitty however…