About justaddkatie
Biography

I'm just a normal, good girl with a filthy, dirty mind. Very married. I'm here to read naughty stories and to write a little.

Ps: That's not me in my avatar.

Name:
Katie
Sex:
Female 
Relationship Status:
Married
Orientation:
Straight
Location:
Interests:
My family and friends, travel, my country, shopping, cooking and baking, reading, writing, day spas, fast cars, sports, weddings, photography, politics, and anything that has to do with chocolate. My naughty blog, too.
Favorite Books:
So many good ones ... can't list them all.
Favorite Authors:
See answer above.
Favorite Movies:
http://www.imdb.com/chart/top - In that order, too.
Favorite Music:
Right now, I'm in love with Drake, Kenny Loggins and Eddie Vedder, and of course, my never-ending Zero 7 obsession.
Statistics
Date Joined:
21 Mar 2012
Last Visit:
24 Jul 2014
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32
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Forum Posts:
80
Stories:
7
Badges:
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Stories Published By justaddkatie
Say it!

It wasn't that long ago that he forewarned me. Chatting casually about all the nasty things we wanted to do to each other online, his statement flashed in my mind word for word … “I’m going to find you and fuck you, when you least expect it … whether you want me too or not.” Now pinned face down on the hood of my car, with my legs spread apart and a hard cock pounding my pussy from behind,...

Added 29 Jun 2013 | Category Reluctance | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 18,910 | 19 Comments

My Fingers Aren't Always Going to Be Enough

Homework assignment #1: Well, I did it. I did what he told me to. Admittedly, I didn't want to do it at first. After all, I hardly know this man. Aside from a few friendly emails, some intimate photos exchanged and a couple hot chats, I can’t really say that I know this guy from jack. And along with not knowing my instructor, I don’t know how I feel about being told what to do. I’m new...

Added 25 Feb 2013 | Category Masturbation | Votes 15 | Avg Score 4.93 | Views 8,002 | 16 Comments

Broken-Hearted

I’m broken-hearted. I think about the last week, the last month, the last year … and my heart breaks. Talks overflowing with hurtful words, tears, and confusion swim around in my mind. Fingers pointed. Questions left unanswered. And after everything that’s been said and done, I still don’t know what to do with my broken heart. . I want to know, NEED to know … where the fuck have...

Added 25 Nov 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 513 | 3 Comments

That’s how I want you

He was shocked. As much as he confessed not to be, I could tell what I had said had taken him aback. “You’re repulsed.” “No, no …” he stammered. I turned away from him. I just told him my deepest darkest secret and even though he attested to having “heard it all”, I knew my confession had him mentally spinning. And Nolan doesn’t suspect …” “No. He suspects nothing.” I sat up...

Added 15 Nov 2012 | Category Anal | Votes 20 | Avg Score 4.78 | Views 12,878 | 15 Comments

Zombie Cataclysm - The Last 24 Hours of Her Life Pt. 1

Fresh off a plane from DC, Ember Burton was tired. The dark, narrow country roads would’ve felt like they were winding on forever to someone that wasn’t familiar with the area. But to her, she had driven the route a thousand times. The return home was a stark transition in scenery for Ember from that which she had been living. A twelve-week internship in DC had provided her with...

Added 28 Sep 2012 | Category Supernatural | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,326 | 5 Comments

It's Hard to be Your Dirty Little Secret

It’s hard to be your dirty little secret, a skeleton in your closet that you hope to never be found. It’s hard to think that she gets to sleep with you, to roll over and touch you, hear you, kiss you, and make love with you, whenever she desires. . To hear you talk about her, about what’s lacking in your life, in your bedroom, what you want, and what you’ve turned...

Added 07 Sep 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 18 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,041 | 15 Comments

No One Saw Me Enter the Water

I hate that man. I hate him, I mumbled to myself. There I sat--a childhood icon, a teen sex symbol, a genuine movie star--and he had just asked me to get him a beer. The audacity. “Get your own beer, Bob,” I playfully snapped. I turned away from him. Slowly, seductively, I lifted a glass of sparkling champagne to my lips, pulling just a trace of the thick, sweet liquid into my mouth...

Added 08 Jul 2012 | Category Group Sex | Votes 31 | Avg Score 4.76 | Views 8,087 | 14 Comments

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