Kitty Girl And The Peppermint Stick - A Xmas Tale free porn video

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Twas two weeks before Christmas and out in the manager, Rachel was hatching plans of a sexual nature. Her panties were hung on a hook and forgotten, all the better to show off her bare bottom. Visions of orgasms danced in her head as she eyed all the toys spread out on her bed…

Hi again, it’s me. Kitty Girl. It’s been a while since I’ve shared my real life exploits. Yes, there is my ongoing adventure with the girls of KINK but it’s a fantasy. No, I’m talking about sharing another honest to goodness true story of Kitty Girl’s exploits. It all began one morning, not so long ago, while playing online with my Mistress as she lay out the rules for the rest of the day; no panties, no cumming, and I was to play with myself as much I could stand. Did I mention no cumming? Oh, and I think I might have jokingly referred to peppermint sticks. No, not candy canes, but those thick round ones you get at the candy store. Really, am I the only one who sees those and thinks Hmm… those would make a wonderful dildo…? Perhaps I think about sex just a little more than the average… well… nymphomaniac?

So, there I was, contemplating my trip to the mall, visions of what to buy and for whom in my head, not to mention the sugar plums dancing about in there as well, and deciding on what to wear. As you should know, Kitty Girl, like all cats, hates the cold and would much rather bask naked in the glorious sunshine then go trampling around in the nasty wintery city. For one, it makes wearing a skirt, or pretty much anything cute, rather painful. Oh, and I’d also been forbidden tights. Jeans, however, hadn’t been mentioned so I sadly passed over my collection of girly clothing and pulled a pair of Levi low rise jeans off the shelf. I should mention I liked them for the how low they rode on my hips, how well they showed my best feature, my ass, off.

Feeling Festive, I chose a red knit pullover and a pea green hoodie. A bra, I decided belonged to the same category as panties, so it too was left behind. Socks, whoever, were not, and I put on a pair of plan white cotton socks and my red high top Converse All Stars.

I had not planned on going out as Kitty Girl, mind you. It had never been discussed, but whims come and go, and I have very little control over Kitty Girl’s appearances at times. It had been a while since I’d donned my ears… ok, that is not true, I brought them to Disneyland with me, thinking that no one would notice one more girl wearing ears, even if mine were Kitty-like rather than Mouse-like. Nothing had been mentioned about my collar either, the one with the twin tags jingling on it, one proclaiming me as Kate’s property and slave, the other as Laura’s kitty, slut, and whore… not that those were the exact words etched on them, but in my heart, they might as well have been.

In the end, I chose a black knit beanie, to keep my human ears warm, and my collar which was easily disguised and partially hidden. I was feeling shy, after all. Kitty Girl is skittish at times, especially if her owner isn’t about. After that, it was a quick jaunt to the mall, my ipod plugged into my car stereo so that I could listen to the ‘Tangled’ soundtrack for the hundredth time. Yes, I know every single word and sing along in the privacy of my reliable no frills silver Toyota, a fact that perhaps should embarrass me, but instead makes me rather proud.

=^.^=

I bought everything I needed at the mall, none of which I will share, in case prying eyes look for clues as to what may or may not be under their tree on Christmas morning. Before I did that, though, I bought something not on my list. Several things, in fact. Peppermint sticks. The big ones, red and white stripped like candy canes and as thick as some of my vibrators, a very important fact. They were in a jar at the confectioners, a fancy word for the candy store. Right there on the counter, tempting me, calling out my name, reminding me of my earlier conversation with my Mistress. Oh, what I could do with them. I bought three, intending to take them home and use them on myself, or perhaps on Kate. Good intentions that swirled around my head like pristine white flakes in a snow globe before being lost to the here and the now.

I found myself in a restroom stall, my heart beating fast as I realized what I was doing, my zipper undone, my pants around my thighs, pushing a hard candy stick into my pussy before re-zipping my jeans up, sealing it inside of me. Play with yourself, but don’t cum. Those had been my instructions, so I unzipped my pants once more and, leaning against the stall door, teased my clit with my fingers until I was panting hard, freezing up every time I heard someone enter, relaxing as they either primped before the mirror or secreted themselves inside a stall. I had to stifle my giggles as I listened to them pee, my fingers resuming their teasing as I imagined them… of course, in my fantasies they were all hot young women who’d left the stall doors unlocked, hoping that I’d venture in and play games with them. Sort of my version of the pool boy/pizza delivery guy porn scenario, I guess…

I stayed in there longer then I’d planned, much longer as I discovered the candy stick in my cunt had grown slick and peppermint cool and felt really nice if I sort of pushed it in and out of myself…

I had to stop. Eventually. Not that I was in danger of cumming, not quite yet, but I was endanger of making some very revealing noises. So I zipped my jeans up, once again trapping my treat inside of me, and sauntered out purring, as if nothing had happened, shaking my head just enough so that I could hear my tags jingling, softly musical…

=^.^=

Am I going to admit to hiding behind a clothing rack or two and slipping my fingers into the waistband of my jeans and rubbing my clit while keeping an eye out for intruders? Probably not. Nor am I going to admit rubbing my crotch against the corners of shelves when I thought I could get away with it. I did wonder, once or twice, if anyone else noticed the unique fragrance of peppermint and pussy that I seemed to be exuding, or the fact that the denim between my thighs was noticeably darker and perhaps a bit damp. To be honest, though, I wanted them to notice. I imagined that it was obvious, that people were looking askance at me, knowing that I’d shoved a peppermint stick into my snatch that moved subtly in and out of me with every step I took, coating my cunt with sticky sweet while it soaked up my juices… Soon, I was lost in a sexual bliss, my eyes half glazed over. In other words, I blended right in with the other shoppers, looking like I was nearing overload from too many Black Friday like days and nights, competing for deals like a hunter trying to pull down the weakest animal from the pack…

No cumming. It became a chore. Not an unpleasant one, but one that I had to keep firmly in mind as my adventure wore on. My choices for presents for my owner became fueled by my lust. Yes, we’d set a budget and I had a list that I had meant not to stray from, but oh, she loves lingerie and there was a Victoria’s Secret to visit, and her caramel complexion is brought out by black lace, as are her dark, dark eyes…

I found myself, of course, in the pet store, gazing longingly at cages, all too aware of what would happen if I climbed inside one and closed the door behind me… Have I mentioned that I put that at the top of my Christmas wish list this year?

Somehow, Kitty Girl managed to fly under the radar, or at least no one came up to me and accused me of impaling myself with hard candy or playing with my cunt when I thought no one was looking. Relief and disappointment filled me as I drove home, this time listening to the sexy sounds of Justin Timberlake’s Future Sex/Love Sounds on high, my zipper undone so that I could tease myself at every red light and believe me when I say that I didn’t try to speed through them when then turned yellow…

=^.^=

One thing that you should be aware of. There is a built in loophole to the ‘no cumming’ rule. My owner, lover, wife, girlfriend, best friend, soul mate Kate’s wishes always supersede my Mistress’s. Not that she doesn’t enjoy making it clear that if Laura says you’re not allowed, then I think we should honor that, but still, there are times when she ignores such mandates, luckily enough for me...

=^.^=

“You look like the cat who caught the canary” were the first words out of her mouth whens she’d shut the door behind her.

I’d spent the rest of my day wrapping presents and doodling, by which I mean sketching cute girls in various states of undress with a black sharpie as well as playing with my little joy button and ‘adjusting’ my candy cane cock from time to time. My jeans had become a bit of a mess, sticky with various kinds of sugar, and I had been having trouble concentrating for the past hour or so.

“Umm, yeah?” I said, feeling a blush creep across my face.

Casual or dressed up, she always looked beautiful and naturally sexy. She smiled at me accusingly as I gazed at her in open admiration. Black trousers over boots, a black wool coat over a tight burgundy blouse, the buttons showing hints of strain.

“You have a nice day, Rach?”

Not trusting myself to speak, I simply nodded, pretending to be absorbed in the tree lights as she put down her brief case, her laptop, her purse and finally, cocked her finger in a come hither gesture, my cue to shower her with adoration and love.

“Someone’s been into the sweets. I can taste in on your lips.”

Did I forget to mention that I’d removed my sugary sex toy and treated myself to a snack several times since I got home, enjoying the taste of my own pussy as much, if not more, then I did the peppermint?

“I saved some for you.”

This was said with a giggle, as I wrapped her black tresses around my finger, pausing in mid kiss, our open eyes mere inches apart. She gazed at me suspiciously, running her fingers along the line of my jaw, down my throat, beneath tugging down on the collar of my pullover to expose my half hidden collar.

“Have you been behaving, babe?”

“Sort of.” I whispered almost soundlessly, my heart suddenly fluttering, wondering what exactly constituted good behavior. I hadn’t orgasmed, after all. Still, I’d hadn’t worn panties all day, had been playing with myself in public and private, and had a thick candy cane stick shoved inside of my cunt. Borderline good at best?

“Yes, I bet.” There was amusement in her voice as she kissed me again, her tongue exploring my mouth, obviously delighted in cool minty flavor of it as she gently maneuvered me until I was trapped between her and the dining room table, the edge of it pressing into my ass, forcing me backwards until I was forced to put my hands flat against the table to keep my balance as she undid the button to my jeans and slowly unzipped them, her breasts pressing into mine.

“Feel like playing, kitty?”

“No.” it was a lie, and it was said with a fair degree of petulance.

“Liar.”

Chuckling softly, she bit my lip playfully and abandoned my zipper, sneaking her hands under my sweater, ignoring my protest at how cold her fingers were.

“They’ll warm up.” She said with a grin, covering my breasts with them, her fingertips denting my perky and hard as a rock nipples, provoking a shudder of delight from me.

“I bet your juicy little twat is nice and warm, kitty.”

One thing about Kate. Her language is less then delicate. While I don’t swear, she does. Not at work, perhaps, where she is the consummate professional, but outside of the office? By her own admission, she swears like a sailor. Nor is she adverse to using colorful language in the bedroom. While I delight in using ‘cunt’, the terms ‘snatch’, ‘twat’, and ‘fuck hole’ roll off her tongue almost lyrically at times.

“I feel like ravaging you, babe. Any objection?”

“No.” I squeaked, rather pleased at the prospect, giggling as she helped me out of my pullover and then up on the table, positioning me on the edge, and then pushing me down on my back, her fingers splayed against my belly.

“Um… I… there’s…”

I figured I should tell her that my cunt was already full at the moment before she discovered it for herself, but I couldn’t find the words, so I just gave up, giggling as she tugged my jeans down around my thighs and made the discovery for herself.

“Oh, this is unexpected, kitty.”

Giggling, I opened my legs for her, showing off my makeshift dildo somewhat proudly.

“You’re a mess down here, let me clean you up…”

I felt her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips against the tender flesh of my inner thighs, slow long sensual licks that grew ever nearer my heated pussy, driving my wild with desire. I began to squirm, my legs squeezing then parting, my fingers clenching at thin air as she pleasured me, purring as she flickered the tip of her tongue against my gold piercing, crying out softly as she sucked my engorged clit into her mouth, whimpering when she started humming, the vibrations snaking through my nervous system, trembling with a rush of desire that heightened my senses and dulled my mind of all thought, save that I might at last find euphoric relief.

“Such a creative little girl.” She murmured, kissing my mound a moment before gripping my ersatz sex toy in her fingers and moving it in and out of me, fucking me slowly, letting the pleasure build within me until I thought I might burst, pausing each and every time she judged I was close to the edge until I wanted to scream with frustration.

“Would you like to cum, kitty?”

“Yes!” I hissed, rolling my head back and forth on the table, my eyes rolling up inside my head as she fucked me unceasingly, chuckling at having to remind me to breath more than once.

“Would you like me to stop?”

“No!”

“No?”

“No, please, don’t stop, oh my god, I’ll die.”

“I doubt you’ll die.” She chuckled.

I wasn’t convinced. In fact, I knew for a fact that I would die if she kept this up. My heart would burst, my brain would melt, I would explode with frustration, I would…

“Cum for me, babe.”

Those were here words. In reality, the scene went more like this…

“Cum…”

I squealed, my entire body lifting off the table, only my shoulder blades and out spread arms still touching the surface, my cunt tightening around the peppermint stick, tremors running through me, turning my nervous system to barbed wire, electrifying my spine, setting my cunt on fire, my nipples bursting with pain or pleasure or something in between as I climaxed for her...

“…for me, babe.”

And again, unable to stop her from pumping it in and out of me mercilessly, fucking me without regard for comfort or gentleness, savagely driving it in and out of my cunt with one hand while she teased and rubbed and pressed and ground my clit until I begged uselessly for her to stop, not that she paid any attention to me…

“Don’t you dare.”

Her tone was menacing. Shaking, I held on, but only just, feeling the drool of my cunt running over my asshole, pooling on the table under my ass, sticky sweet, flowing like honey.

“Please!” I cried, earning me a sharp swat, the flat of her hand on my pussy, the pain making me gasp as well as almost pushing me over the edge.

“Be my good kitty.”

“I’m trying!”

In the end, I held out, managing to fight the overwhelming urge to just let myself go, tears coursing down my cheeks, the need to be a good kitty much stronger than the need to cum, but barely…

=^.^=

For those of you worried that I was left wanting, I assure you, I wasn’t. As a reward, I was allowed, yes, allowed, to make her cum, my face buried between her thighs, my tongue pressed into her cunt as she enjoyed the taste of my pussy, sucking on the peppermint stick like a cock until I returned the favor, making her cum with a long, passionate moan.

And again, not too long after, I was treated to another orgasm, this time in our bed, her tongue in my cunt, while I had my fingers in hers, my tongue being busy in her ass, my face buried between her cheeks, my cries of pleasure muffled as she shuddered to her second orgasm of the night.

Afterwards, she held me safe in her arms, her hands roaming tenderly over my naked body, her kisses soft and warm and full of love, my purr deep and genuine.

“Love me?” I asked, my voice soft, feeling suddenly shy and unsure, my skittish nature threatening to overtake me.

“With all of my heart, kitty.” She replied, tilting my face, fingers under my chin, kissing me, her gaze swallowing me as we kissed.

Content, I laid my head on her shoulder, closed my eyes, and drifted off into gentle, dreamless, kitty-like slumbers…

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The doorbell rang. I glanced up at the clock in surprise. 10:12 pm. A bit late for trick-or-treaters. Thankfully, I had some left over candy still in the plastic pumpkin and I was still dressed in my costume. Tonight, I’d decided to be a little daring, and had dressed up as Kitty Girl… well, perhaps Kitty Slut would be a more apt description of my ensemble. I had my ears on, and I’d taken the time to blacken my nose with make-up and draw whiskers on my cheeks. Oh, and of course I had my collar...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Kitty Girl and the Girls of KINK III

“I think she’d look good in that, Laura.” I’d been lost somewhere between sexual bliss and frustration, having just been made to cum in front of a roomful of guys by two girls dressed as sexy cops and yet, somehow, I was left wanting, eager to fulfill their every whim, even if it meant being gang-banged, something Officer Laura, my new owner, had just hinted a after stroking my pussy into a raging fire and leaving me hanging. Despite my taste for pussy rather than cock, if it meant I’d get to...

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Kitty Girl and the Girls of KINK III

“I think she’d look good in that, Laura.” I’d been lost somewhere between sexual bliss and frustration, having just been made to cum in front of a roomful of guys by two girls dressed as sexy cops and yet, somehow, I was left wanting, eager to fulfill their every whim, even if it meant being gang-banged, something Officer Laura, my new owner, had just hinted a after stroking my pussy into a raging fire and leaving me hanging. Despite my taste for pussy rather than cock, if it meant I’d get to...

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Kitty Girl Goes to the Beach Part II

IVI could have stayed like that forever, naked, two of the most amazing women I’ve ever known spoiling me with their attention. I was in no hurry to explore what other delights the party held, or even cover myself up. It’s hard to retain even the pretense of modesty once you’ve climaxed in front of an audience. Eventually, however, it became obvious that Kay was growing restless, her touch growing distracted. I withheld my sigh, unable to see her eyes behind her oversized sunglasses, wondering...

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Kitty Girls Day Out

Part I: Full Fur Jacket I wore my kitty ears last night. It felt good. My Mistress, the lovely and amazing Mistress Laura, had asked me to wear them the next time I was online, so, of course, I did. The events of last night? Well, perhaps I won’t share the details, and I certainly won’t admit to peeing in a bowl before going to bed and drinking every last drop, still hungry for an orgasm, yet satisfied that I could make her cum. No, I think I’ll keep those details private, and just share...

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Kitty Girls Day Out

Part I: Full Fur Jacket I wore my kitty ears last night. It felt good. My Mistress, the lovely and amazing Mistress Laura, had asked me to wear them the next time I was online, so, of course, I did. The events of last night? Well, perhaps I won’t share the details, and I certainly won’t admit to peeing in a bowl before going to bed and drinking every last drop, still hungry for an orgasm, yet satisfied that I could make her cum. No, I think I’ll keep those details private, and just share my...

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Kitty Girl Goes to the Beach Part I

I"Hey, baby girl, feel like going out Friday?"It was an innocent enough question, and yet something in the tone of her voice alerted me to some sort of sinister design. I shifted in my chair, taking my reading glasses off and putting down my half read copy of Super Girl. Pushing my hair behind one ear, I eyed Kay over the top of her lap top screen, suspicion in my eyes."Dinner?" I asked, watching her mouth, noticing how the hint of a smile teased at the corners of her lips up as she regarded...

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Decorating the Xmas tree

16 yrs ago I married my husband who had a 5 yr old boy Brent. A yr after we married we had a boy David. We live on a farm about 6 miles outside town. We have a small lake we can swim in take the row boat out or the paddle boat. It is very peaceful and I like to lay out naked when k**s go to school and early mornings on the weekends before they wake up. Lately I have enjoyed sitting out there with hubby while drinking wine in the late evenings. We usually get frisky with the wine and we get an...

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Twelve Lays of Xmas Ch 09

Part Nine of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. I’m sorry Part 8 got posted before Part 7 – technical problem. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Nine Ladies Dancing I can’t tell you just how exhausted we all were the following morning. I don’t recall what time I woke up, but Cristal had already dressed and gone. Jessica pointed out a message of thanks she had left on the bedroom mirror. It took me several minutes to decipher the scrawl. Neither of us could face even looking out...

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Twelve Lays of Xmas Ch 10

Part Ten of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Eleven is about 80% finished, but here is where I hit a wall for a while. Work, y’know? Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. Oh, and Happy Birthday, baby. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Ten Lords A’Leaping The apartment was still and peaceful the following morning. I left Jessica lying in bed, curled in the warm centre of our divan, a faint smile on her face. In the middle of the...

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Twelve Lays of Xmas Ch 04

Part Four of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Chapter Nine is finished, so I am keeping ahead of the game. The whole thing is almost 31,500? words long this far. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. Four Calling Birds Jessica and I were in the guest shower, sometime around midnight, having finally staggered from the bed on which so much had happened in the last 10 hours or so. I held my lover against my breast as we allowed the...

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Twelve Lays of Xmas Ch 08

Part Eight of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Cracking along now, no more than eight months late… The Twelve Lays of Xmas Eight Maids A-Milking Early to bed, early to rise. Well, almost. It’s hard work receiving this many presents. Imagine how many thank you notes I have to write. I made breakfast at about 6am – and far too much of it too, forgetting that only Jessica, Orla and myself were in the apartment. Still, we were all famished, and tucked in with gusto. Lisa must have...

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Twelve Lays of Xmas Ch 07

Part Seven of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Typical. You wait seven months for chapter six, and then two come along in 24 hours. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Seven Swans A-Swimming Nobody was around very early the following day, but I actually had to force myself out of bed at about ten to go and see the people behind my present to Jessica, the CD and the artworks. Apparently, all was...

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xmas pet

Please see my first blog for background info: http://xhamster.com/user/p1llow/posts/18252.html* * * * *I never got anything from my father for xmas or bday since I started leaning toward my feminine side. I knew something is strange when I got up on xmas morning and saw some presents. He does buy me clothes he sometimes wants me to wear at home but that's never a gift - more like a strange punishment (or at least he thinks he's punishing me most of the time). I was too afraid to open them...

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Xmas Carol

Ben was shutting down just as the door to his office opened. The cleaner stuck his head around the door. "Are you finished, sah?" he asked Ben politely. "Sure, Tim. Just wrapping up. It is Christmas Eve, after all." "Yes, sah, that it is. And you working all hours again." Ben raised his eyebrows at Tim, and the big cleaner put his head down obviously aware that he was treading thin ice with the head of the company. Ben's mouth smiled. "Money doesn't make itself, Tim. We...

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Xmas Wishes How Do You Sleepnasty

I dragged my suitcase through yet another airport, marveling at the fact that the cheap Christmas decorations in this one resembled the ones at the other two airports I'd seen this week. For some reason, some genius decided that blasting Christmas songs over the airport's sound system was a good idea. Just hearing that fucking Britney Spears whining to Santa about her Christmas wish only seemed to depress me even more. One of the wheels on my suitcase was either stuck or just not rolling so...

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Xmas Wishes How Do You Sleepnice

I dragged my suitcase through yet another airport, marveling at the fact that the cheap Christmas decorations in this one resembled the ones at the other two airports I'd seen this week. For some reason, some genius decided that blasting Christmas songs over the airport's sound system was a good idea. Just hearing that fucking Britney Spears whining to Santa about her Christmas wish only seemed to depress me even more. One of the wheels on my suitcase was either stuck or just not rolling...

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Kitty Girl

I wasn’t wearing much. A semi-sheer pink top that hugged my upper body and left little doubt of the state of my nipples and a pair of matching panties that smelled of desire. A pair of brown kitten ears attached to a matching head band poked from the top of my blonde tresses and a pink collar, decorated with rhinestones circled my neck, a heart shaped tag engraved with the words "kitty" on one side and "property of Kay" on the other.I felt perfectly content, as I knelt at her feet, my cheek...

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Kitty and the Schoolmarm

Kitty hurried down the boardwalk carrying a tray draped with a gingham cloth. It was almost high noon, and she wanted to be sure her pa got his dinner on time. The young woman cautiously swung wide in front of the double doors of the Golden Nugget saloon. Pa had really cleaned up the town of Wilson's Gulch, but one never knew if a rowdy farm hand or cowboy would cause some offence in that den of sin, and be thrown bodily out into the street. Balancing the tray with one hand, Kitty entered the...

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Kitty Girl and the Girls of KINK V

It didn’t take long for me to become disoriented. Even if I’d been familiar with the house, blindfolded as I was, I’d have become lost very quickly. Without my sight, though, I had no idea of my surroundings. All I knew is that Laura still had the other end of my leash and Ally was behind me, running her hand over my ass, reminding me of my status as a sexual plaything. She wasn’t the only one who took liberties touching me, I should add. I’m not sure if they were encouraging it or not, but...

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Kitty is in the wrong place

Kitty was in the wrong place. She was given directions and mixed them all up. She was supposed to meet Helen at the bar and they were to have a nice drink and chat. Helen told her that she would be late and she should wait for her. She promised that she would not stand her up as she had done to Helen last week. As she walked into the bar she noticed it was not the kind of place she was used to. It was dark and loud. She found a table along the wall and sat down to wait for Helen. She had...

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Kitty in the Cream

Kitty let her butt sway just a bit more as she walked up the sidewalk. Old man Barnes whistled again when she looked back over her shoulder to toss her honey-blonde hair and wink at him. He creeped out most of the girls, but Kitty knew he was harmless. She was dressed to kill in a form-fitting blouse and skirt, so she would have been disappointed if he hadn’t noticed her when he came out to fetch his paper. Giving him a little thrill now and then was well worth it whenever she ran out of her...

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Kitty A Girl Named Cat Ch 02

So the dish of the day my neighbor blathered endlessly about after he came home from work was that this friend was coming in town for a weekend before leaving to fly into his next destination for business. We’ll call his friend ‘Utah’. Utah is where his friend got transferred to for work and where he was trying to get transferred out of. ‘Utah’ was flying in on a Friday in two weeks. I was asked if I could let Utah in for him to his place, better, could I pick him up at the airport. Sure. I...

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Kitty in the Cream

Kitty let her butt sway just a bit more as she walked up the sidewalk. Old man Barnes whistled again when she looked back over her shoulder to toss her honey-blonde hair and wink at him. He creeped out most of the girls, but Kitty knew he was harmless. She was dressed to kill in a form-fitting blouse and skirt, so she would have been disappointed if he hadn’t noticed her when he came out to fetch his paper. Giving him a little thrill now and then was well worth it whenever she ran out of her...

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Kitty in the Cream

Kitty let her butt sway just a bit more as she walked up the sidewalk. Old man Barnes whistled again when she looked back over her shoulder to toss her honey-blonde hair and wink at him. He creeped out most of the girls, but Kitty knew he was harmless. She was dressed to kill in a form-fitting blouse and skirt, so she would have been disappointed if he hadn't noticed her when he came out to fetch his paper. Giving him a little thrill now and then was well worth it whenever she ran out of her...

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Kitty the Whore

There was a soft tone as the seat belt light flicked off on the plane. Meghan unbuckled hers as she stretched, looking over at the other travelers getting off in Chicago. They slowly began to queue up to leave the plane, giving Meghan room to stand and grab the only bag she was allowed to bring. She slung it over her shoulder and slowly walked off the plane herself. Meghan was dressed in black yoga pants and a tight athletic shirt, and had caught more than one guy staring at her ass, which...

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Kitty Needs A Lesson

Kitty has been getting sassy lately. She also decided she could taste pussy whenever she wanted and the slut even flashed her tits and bare pussy to the Starbucks boy. Now I love all those things when I tell her to do them but Miss Kitty is going to be taught a lesson about making decisions on her own. I laid out Kitty’s attire for this evening. She was a bit shocked to see a black corset, black garter belt and thigh high sheer hose, five inch heeled black boots, a ball gag, collar, leash and...

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Kitty Needs A Lesson

Kitty has been getting sassy lately. She also decided she could taste pussy whenever she wanted and the slut even flashed her tits and bare pussy to the Starbucks boy. Now I love all those things when I tell her to do them but Miss Kitty is going to be taught a lesson about making decisions on her own. I laid out Kitty’s attire for this evening. She was a bit shocked to see a black corset, black garter belt and thigh high sheer hose, five inch heeled black boots, a ball gag, collar, leash and...

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KittyChapter 20 The summer after graduation

I moved back to my room, and it wasn't long before Gary joined me. He was perplexed by Claire's sudden coldness toward him and he somehow blamed me. I didn't tell him that girls sometimes prefer girls to boys, and there's nothing we can do about it. After graduation, Claire rode home with Phyllis and me because her parents had come with Phil and Mom, and she said the back seat would be too cramped. I kidded her, saying that she just wanted to make sure Phyllis and I didn't stop for a...

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Kitty Girl Goes to the Beach Part III

VI"Remember what you are, Kitten."Her words were clear as her soft lips were pressed against my ear, making me shiver with need. I nodded at the reminder, grateful for it. It would be easy to forget my true nature here and get lost in all the lust that surrounded me. I found myself staring at the ceiling, willing to into focus, my gaze traveling between it, Kay’s mischievous eyes, and Cindy’s slight smirk. Jenny was still with us cradling my foot in her hands as she sucked my big toe into her...

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Kitty And Mr Connors Part 4

She yanked his hair, her fingers entwined in his scruffy, baby fine blonde locks, pressing his head back and exposing his neck. She leant forward and raked her teeth across his throat. Kitty felt his Adams apple bob in her mouth as he swallowed. She heard him growl… ‘Kitty!’ ‘Quiet!’ she almost snarled, tightening her hand in his hair. Kitty heard his breath catch as his hands began reaching for her knees. She slapped them away, ‘No, no touching,’ she told him. Rick surprised himself as a...

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