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.

Condemned

I logged onto my blog this morning with a great deal of hesitation. I’m not sure what I expected…a big “CONDEMNED” sign or something? But I took the 1^st step and I am here. Not necessarily writing anything sexy but just wanting to let anybody still reading know that I am here…alive…and better than ever. Hammer and I have made several attempts at getting together. I know I know and if T-Bone ever reads this he is going to kill me. He’s been wanting to romp and God I love him for trying but Dude has access to way to many firearms and he also has one crazy bitch for a wife. I have told him time and time again that I have fought hard for my freedom and there is no way in hell that I am going to end up in the news as one of those random women that’s taken out by some crazy bitch in a hotel room.

Hammer…well he’s a different story. Regardless, life gets in the way and we have yet to christen that new shower.

Ultimately Kitty is trying to meet a new playmate preferably not married so that we can romp…fuck together and I can write about it for your reading pleasure. Kitty has not given up hope.

So hang in there friends. I see some of my other friends have removed their blogs completely. That’s not me. I’m still here. I just need to find a playmate.

Adios for now.