After a quick clean it, too, joined the rest of her kitty outfit in the drawer. Her fingers went up to her collar...no...that could stay on a while longer, she loved the fact she was now an Owned kitty for real. She sprawled across her bed smiling to herself...who would believe that a meek and mild Solicitor's Clerk could have such a delicious alter-ego.
If the guys at work knew about her kitty side they would probably be amazed. She knew they had her down as a bit of an ice maiden. She had politely turned all of them down over the years and though she had dated, not always successfully, it was only when her most recent ex had passed a comment one night that she discovered this other side to her.
He was in bed watching the TV, and she had for some reason felt extra horny that night so decided to get his attention. Slipping out of her robe so that she had just her bra and panties on, she had gone to the bottom of the bed and started to crawl towards him, making sure she was in the way of the TV.
As she crawled and saw him look at her she had an image in her mind of a big cat she had seen in a documentary, how it had stalked some poor little animal, so she tried to move in the same way. She kept her eyes on his as she slowly and sensually moved closer to him, and she could see he was transfixed.
Their relationship was not what you would call very hot. The sex was a little disappointing for her...he tended to be much too quick. She could see in his eyes the “WHAT the FUCK?” expression building and a glance down at the thin covers showed a very promising lump!
She slid and slinked closer to him, and when her hands brushed over that lump she gave a little growl, the twitch that brought told her she had him now. She licked her lips slowly and lowered her head down to graze her teeth over his covered erection, bringing another twitch and a groan from him, but it was the look on his face when she turned her hips towards him and lowered to her elbows that told her just what effect it had on him. She turned her head to smile at him as she spread her thighs.
“Would you like to see if you can make this pussy purr?!
He had scrabbled behind her quickly, pulling her panties aside and pushing into her now very wet pussy. He had barely started to move when he grunted and came inside her (damn she hated it when he ALWAYS did that!) before he fell back with a long sigh.
On heat now she had reached between her legs and rubbed herself off; not what she had hoped for but the ache was too strong in her, and she had fingered herself to two very strong orgasms as he watched bemused from the pillows.
Finally sated she had slid under the covers next to him, surprised when he slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. She could feel his eyes on her as she lay against him letting her breathing return to normal.
“Where did THAT come from honey? We have been together for nearly six months now and that is the first time you have shown a naughty side!”
She had bit back the first response of “You don't exactly inspire me to be naughty by coming so fucking fast!” but instead she had hidden her face in the crook of his arm and just mumbled.
“I wanted to make you look at me, so thought I would try something different.”
He had chuckled and given her a squeeze. “I have never been in bed with a sexy kitty before, I'm looking forward to seeing her again!”
She had not responded, but her mind gave him a very positive answer. “You are already history buster, she is wasted on you!”
True to her thoughts she had gently but firmly given him the push the following week. Even his tearful declaration of love could not sway her; she wanted to explore this new thing inside her!
Not knowing if it was a “normal” sex game she had done what millions had done before her...Googled it!
She had read so many articles on “Kitties” that her mind boggled at the variations and depths that girls (and a few guys?) would go to in their quest to be a naughty kitty! She had stopped and had to play with herself at some of the stories she read (she wanted THAT...oh and THAT!) and that was the moment she decided she would seek out someone who would appreciate this new side to her.
Her first tentative steps into what she thought of as the kinky side of life had been horrendous; she had joined various on-line sites and created a profile, the replies she received had shocked her. She had sat shaking her head wondering if these men should be actually allowed out in public, the things they said they wanted to do to her had made her wince and cross her legs as she read and the pictures of their cocks attached had done nothing to ease her concerns. She had almost given up hope when HE appeared.
His mail had been courteous and funny. He had also called her Kitty...the first to do so, and she had felt herself drawn to him. He was average-looking, no great handsome hunk - she doubted that Hugh Jackman would be hunting for a Wolverine-ess on those sites anyway - yet his way of talking with her made her feel like a little kitty, and that made her throb! He did “something in the city” so when he had suggested dinner after he had completed a meeting she took her courage in both hands and said yes.
The meal had been fun, he made her laugh and made her feel sexy, so when he stroked her back and thanked “a beautiful kitty for spending a lovely evening with him” she had felt herself start to dribble, and knew she would go back to his for “coffee”.
As they entered his very plush apartment he had taken her coat, his hands stroking down the tops of her arms making her shudder, and when he placed a very large cushion on the floor with the quiet “make yourself comfortable” she had wobbled over on shaky knees and tried to lower herself as gracefully as her tight dress would allow.
After pouring two large amber-somethings (she couldn't remember what it had been...she never got to drink it!) he had pulled a chair up close to the cushion and sat looking at her with a little smile on his lips.