HERE KITTY KITTY
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Here Kitty Kitty ? SFCityDom ? 2006
Coming home from a long day, I find my kitty-cat curled up on the couch waiting for me. As I walk to the couch, she raises up.? I stroke her on the head and scratch under her chin and she grinds her head into the palm of my hand.
I kneel down in front of the couch and she moves closer to me and I give my kitty a kiss on the nose. She is a very spoiled kitty-cat, well groomed and well appointed with her rhinestone collar.
As I finish scratching her ears and under the chin, she tries to bite me as I pull my hand away.
?Bad kitty,? I scold her.
She responds by rolling onto her back and squirming about, her attempt to get more attention.
I go upstairs and take shower. As I put on some shorts and a t-shirt, I can her meowing from downstairs. She always wants attention and like all cats, she wants it on her terms. I call downstairs for her to come up. However, she just meows more.
On my return downstairs, as I near the couch, kitty-cat pops her head up to see me. She knows what is coming. My lap! The moment I take my seat she scurries over to invade my space. Curling up, she attempts to steal my heat.
Switching on the TV, I find something to watch and settle in for the evening. I begin to stroke the kitty and soon she begins to purr. She loves having her ears and belly scratched along with having her face rubbed.
Again, she tries to bite my fingers as I stroke her. Cats are always trying to assert their dominance to define their position in the relationship. However, I can turn this fearless feline into a kitten in one motion. I grab her by the back of the neck as a mother cat would and she succumbs to me in an instant. When I let go of her neck and scratch her chin, she proceeds to lick my hand, her way to make up for the bite.
One of the reactions of cats I have always found interesting is how their hindquarters raise up as you stroke them from their head to their tail. There is almost a sexual aspect to their response. Their tail twitches and their eyes glaze over.? Sometimes I wonder if I am going to send her over the top when I stroke her.
As the evening grows late, she falls asleep in my lap. I turn off the TV and try to get up without waking her. She stirs and stretches out as I retrieve her leash from the coffee table. Her leash is made of fine cut steel chain and is a fitting addition to her collar. Hearing the sound of the leash, she sits up. She tries not to act excited. However, I can see it in her eyes. She follows my every move and she begins meowing.
?Meow, meow, meow.?
In some past life she must have been a dog or perhaps she thinks she is a show cat. She is beautiful - well groomed with a gorgeous dark coat and sparkly eyes. I clip the leash to her collar and she slinks to the floor and rubs up against my legs.
With her tail high in the air and her head held proudly, she prances beside me as I walk her across the room. You would think she was in a parade. She is a really unique kitty-cat.
I turn off the lights downstairs and head upstairs with her in tow. She scurries up the stairs. Where before she wanted to lie on the couch like some princess, now she doesn?t want to be left behind.
As I reach the top of the stairs, I slowly walk to the bed. I can tell she is excited. There is something in the tone of her meowing and the way she rubs up against my legs. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed and looking down at her. I know that she wants up on the bed.
?Sit?
??Meow? as she rubs her hindquarters against my shins.
?Sit kitty.?
She sits and looks up at me, ?Meow, meow, meow.?
?Ok. Jump up,? as I pat the bed.
Like the little tigress she is, she leaps on to the bed. She rubs her face and rolls her head into my arm and then rubs the length of her body against me. She finishes by raising her hindquarters and twitching tail into the air.
She wanders off, dragging her leash behind her. I turn to watcher her. She has found a place and has begun to knead her front paws into the bedcover. When she does this, she gets all glassy-eyed and distant.
Getting up, I stand adjacent to the bed. Grabbing the leash it takes two yanks to get her attention.
?Come here.?
She saunters over to me and makes several revolutions in front of me with her tail high in the air and twitching. I reach out and stroke her head and she pulls her body under my hand and stops as my touch reaches her tail and I give it a good petting.
?Good kitty.?
With the leash I pull her head up and force her to stand still as if she was being presented at a cat show. I stroke the length of her body and she tries to get her tail as high as possible. I secure her leash to the headboard of the bed. Scratching under her chin and rubbing her face, she must assume that I am playing and she flops over on her back and squirms about. She wants me to rub her belly.
I tug the chain, ?Get up on all fours.?
?Meow, meow, meow? she cries.
I reach under her, grabbing her by the neck. She knows I am serious and quickly gets into position. Forcing her face into the bed with one hand, I rub the base of her tail, which causes her to raise it even higher and she then turns her ass towards me.
With her in this position, I lean in between her legs and begin to lick her pussy and suck and tug on her clit with my lips.
?Meoow.?
Her meows have become deeper and more guttural and her purring has turned to rhythmic breathing. With my attention, she has raised her ass higher while lowering her shoulders, opening herself to me.
Having stopped giving her attention in order to remove my shorts, she responds with disappointment.
?Meow, meow, meow.?
I climb on to the bed, kneel behind her and slide my fingers into her. She is very wet and receptive.
?Meow? She pushes to meet my fingers.
Holding her by the scruff of the neck, I rub my cock against her lips and clit, and then slowly penetrate her.
?Fuck? she meows as she looks back at me.
The glint of the collar is overshadowed by the glassiness of her eyes.
I begin to thrust in and out of her. The chain of the leash steadily slaps against the headboard, ringing metallically in rhythm with my thrusting.
?Meow,? she moans.
?Good kitty.?
Releasing her neck, I grab her hips with both hands and continue my thrusting, slowing down to deep measured strokes. Her meows are mixed with her purring.
?Meow. Puuuurrr. Meoow.?
?Does kitty want to come??
?Meow, Meow!?
With her reply, I increase the rhythm of my thrusting. As the intensity increases, kitty-cat scratches and tugs at the sheets. I can tell she is close to coming. She rolls her hips forward in order to meet my thrusts.
?Meooow, Meooow.?
With each meow, I can feel spasm from within her, squeezing and releasing me.
?Meooooow? with one last hard squeeze.
With her last squeeze I begin to come, uttering my own guttural sound with no words.
With my withdrawal and our mutual release, she rolls over on to her back, wiggling and squirming while purring and mewing. Collapsing beside her, I scratch behind her ears and under her chin. She moves quickly, trying to bite me.
?Bad kitty!?
She just wiggles more and I rub her belly as we drift off to sleep.
Here Kitty Kitty ? SFCityDom ? 2006
Coming home from a long day, I find my kitty-cat curled up on the couch waiting for me. As I walk to the couch, she raises up.? I stroke her on the head and scratch under her chin and she grinds her head into the palm of my hand.
I kneel down in front of the couch and she moves closer to me and I give my kitty a kiss on the nose. She is a very spoiled kitty-cat, well groomed and well appointed with her rhinestone collar.
As I finish scratching her ears and under the chin, she tries to bite me as I pull my hand away.
?Bad kitty,? I scold her.
She responds by rolling onto her back and squirming about, her attempt to get more attention.
I go upstairs and take shower. As I put on some shorts and a t-shirt, I can her meowing from downstairs. She always wants attention and like all cats, she wants it on her terms. I call downstairs for her to come up. However, she just meows more.
On my return downstairs, as I near the couch, kitty-cat pops her head up to see me. She knows what is coming. My lap! The moment I take my seat she scurries over to invade my space. Curling up, she attempts to steal my heat.
Switching on the TV, I find something to watch and settle in for the evening. I begin to stroke the kitty and soon she begins to purr. She loves having her ears and belly scratched along with having her face rubbed.
Again, she tries to bite my fingers as I stroke her. Cats are always trying to assert their dominance to define their position in the relationship. However, I can turn this fearless feline into a kitten in one motion. I grab her by the back of the neck as a mother cat would and she succumbs to me in an instant. When I let go of her neck and scratch her chin, she proceeds to lick my hand, her way to make up for the bite.
One of the reactions of cats I have always found interesting is how their hindquarters raise up as you stroke them from their head to their tail. There is almost a sexual aspect to their response. Their tail twitches and their eyes glaze over.? Sometimes I wonder if I am going to send her over the top when I stroke her.
As the evening grows late, she falls asleep in my lap. I turn off the TV and try to get up without waking her. She stirs and stretches out as I retrieve her leash from the coffee table. Her leash is made of fine cut steel chain and is a fitting addition to her collar. Hearing the sound of the leash, she sits up. She tries not to act excited. However, I can see it in her eyes. She follows my every move and she begins meowing.
?Meow, meow, meow.?
In some past life she must have been a dog or perhaps she thinks she is a show cat. She is beautiful - well groomed with a gorgeous dark coat and sparkly eyes. I clip the leash to her collar and she slinks to the floor and rubs up against my legs.
With her tail high in the air and her head held proudly, she prances beside me as I walk her across the room. You would think she was in a parade. She is a really unique kitty-cat.
I turn off the lights downstairs and head upstairs with her in tow. She scurries up the stairs. Where before she wanted to lie on the couch like some princess, now she doesn?t want to be left behind.
As I reach the top of the stairs, I slowly walk to the bed. I can tell she is excited. There is something in the tone of her meowing and the way she rubs up against my legs. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed and looking down at her. I know that she wants up on the bed.
?Sit?
??Meow? as she rubs her hindquarters against my shins.
?Sit kitty.?
She sits and looks up at me, ?Meow, meow, meow.?
?Ok. Jump up,? as I pat the bed.
Like the little tigress she is, she leaps on to the bed. She rubs her face and rolls her head into my arm and then rubs the length of her body against me. She finishes by raising her hindquarters and twitching tail into the air.
She wanders off, dragging her leash behind her. I turn to watcher her. She has found a place and has begun to knead her front paws into the bedcover. When she does this, she gets all glassy-eyed and distant.
Getting up, I stand adjacent to the bed. Grabbing the leash it takes two yanks to get her attention.
?Come here.?
She saunters over to me and makes several revolutions in front of me with her tail high in the air and twitching. I reach out and stroke her head and she pulls her body under my hand and stops as my touch reaches her tail and I give it a good petting.
?Good kitty.?
With the leash I pull her head up and force her to stand still as if she was being presented at a cat show. I stroke the length of her body and she tries to get her tail as high as possible. I secure her leash to the headboard of the bed. Scratching under her chin and rubbing her face, she must assume that I am playing and she flops over on her back and squirms about. She wants me to rub her belly.
I tug the chain, ?Get up on all fours.?
?Meow, meow, meow? she cries.
I reach under her, grabbing her by the neck. She knows I am serious and quickly gets into position. Forcing her face into the bed with one hand, I rub the base of her tail, which causes her to raise it even higher and she then turns her ass towards me.
With her in this position, I lean in between her legs and begin to lick her pussy and suck and tug on her clit with my lips.
?Meoow.?
Her meows have become deeper and more guttural and her purring has turned to rhythmic breathing. With my attention, she has raised her ass higher while lowering her shoulders, opening herself to me.
Having stopped giving her attention in order to remove my shorts, she responds with disappointment.
?Meow, meow, meow.?
I climb on to the bed, kneel behind her and slide my fingers into her. She is very wet and receptive.
?Meow? She pushes to meet my fingers.
Holding her by the scruff of the neck, I rub my cock against her lips and clit, and then slowly penetrate her.
?Fuck? she meows as she looks back at me.
The glint of the collar is overshadowed by the glassiness of her eyes.
I begin to thrust in and out of her. The chain of the leash steadily slaps against the headboard, ringing metallically in rhythm with my thrusting.
?Meow,? she moans.
?Good kitty.?
Releasing her neck, I grab her hips with both hands and continue my thrusting, slowing down to deep measured strokes. Her meows are mixed with her purring.
?Meow. Puuuurrr. Meoow.?
?Does kitty want to come??
?Meow, Meow!?
With her reply, I increase the rhythm of my thrusting. As the intensity increases, kitty-cat scratches and tugs at the sheets. I can tell she is close to coming. She rolls her hips forward in order to meet my thrusts.
?Meooow, Meooow.?
With each meow, I can feel spasm from within her, squeezing and releasing me.
?Meooooow? with one last hard squeeze.
With her last squeeze I begin to come, uttering my own guttural sound with no words.
With my withdrawal and our mutual release, she rolls over on to her back, wiggling and squirming while purring and mewing. Collapsing beside her, I scratch behind her ears and under her chin. She moves quickly, trying to bite me.
?Bad kitty!?
She just wiggles more and I rub her belly as we drift off to sleep.
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Sometimes a story just writes itself and you have to run with it. I never planned on writing Kitty Girl stories. The first one just happened, and after that, well, it just felt right to share adventure after adventure, or at least the ones that I felt comfortable sharing. So, here we are again, a few days after the Academy Awards, sitting at the kitchen counter with a half full (notice I didn’t say half empty) glass of orange juice and a slice of toast with raspberry jam, typing furiously as I...
MasturbationThis story, inspired by the Kitty Girl series of Sprite is completely a work of fiction. Though it would be darn hot, if you ask me. It was a peaceful spring evening. Laura andRachel spent most of the day cleaning up the house which rendered them bothpretty tired, but now everything was neat and tidy, and the light breeze from the open windows brought warm scents of spring. They already had dinner and now Laura was sitting in her favorite armchair, quietly reading a book, sipping a glass of...
FetishAfter he left Kitty carefully removed her mask and gloves, putting them in the top drawer of her bedside chest to keep them safe. It was only as she turned that the tail swished against her thigh, so with a chuckle and a bite on her lower lip she eased it from her ass. 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...
FetishI felt a new sense of dread as the plane door closed and I buckled my belt. I actually thought I was going to be sick for an instant, but it was all in my imagination. There was no longer any escape, I was really on my way to spend New Year’s with my family. It’s not that I hate them, I actually have a lot of good memories growing up with them, along with some very bad ones. It’s just that they don’t understand me, they never had, and by now I don’t expect them to but that doesn’t remove the...
Chapter 21- Hello, Kitty Katie lay very still as consciousness came upon her. Early morning sunlight wasn’t penetrating her eyelids yet, so it was probably still early. Then she felt the nudge of an erection against her arse; that must have been what had woken her. It took her a moment to remember that it should be Charlie’s. His arms were wrapped around her possessively, and she was sweaty where her back rested against his hairy chest. Her back, arse, and legs were sore and somewhat...
Part 3Kitty must have run because not fifteen minutes later there came a knock on his door. Rick stopped his pacing and took a deep breath. He went to his door and spying through the peephole he saw her. Her hair was down and windswept. She’d worn the clothes she’d had on yesterday just as he’d told her. Rick smiled and opened the door. She stood there, her eyes downcast, her hands clasped in front of her. ‘Hello Kitty.’ He said to her. She looked up at him and replied. ‘Hello Mr Connors.’ She...
TabooTwas 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...
ToysThis project is a collaboration between many different writers in different roles. I thank everyone who helped bring this story to life. They are Lheriss, Kiama, ShadowKitty252, KesselWessel and me, Sam Moose. The crowd roared wildly as the electric atmosphere practically set sparks about the stadium. America's newest girl band, the Kitty Kissers were soon to ascend onto the stage. Thirty thousand wild fans packed the stands for the imminent performance; young girls and quite a few...
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...
FetishGeorge Lax was a millionaire and was divorced twice. He did not want to have any more wives because the first two got hefty settlements. George was looking for young women who wanted to be spoiled by a rich older man.George was looking for young women about eighteen or so. He liked several women at a time. He found two blonde bimbos who were a package deal. They were bi-sexual and looking for a man to spoil them.Their names were Kitty and Lola. They were eighteen and looking for a sugar...
TeenKitty took me into her office and gave me a hard time. "You know I live vicariously through your stories. You've been stringing me along for the past month with tidbits about you and Claire, how she let you play with her boobs, and how you got her wet. Every time I asked about Tina, you would say, 'I've got it under control.' Now I find out that you've been holding out on me." She was either mad as hell, or she was putting on a good show. I became concerned the customers would...
Marie and her Special Mom, Anna, were on a cruise around the Caribbean Sea. Their cabin was sumptuous and large, with wonderful furnishings and the very height of grand luxury.One morning, as the sun was just streaming through the curtains, Marie was awoken by Anna giving her a gentle kiss and saying, “Good morning, little one. I’ve arranged a special surprise for you today, so pack a bag, with enough for overnight, and we’ll head up to the top deck.”Marie blinked her eyes slowly, and looked up...
LesbianNiki typed a few last quick words onto her computer keyboard before she leaned herself back on her round backed chair. Staring at the ceiling as she yawned, her hands outstreched above her head as she arched herself a bit. Interlocking her fingers as she brought them back over her head and into her lap as she watched the ceiling for a moment contemplating the day to come. In just twenty four hours Mike was due to arrive at the airport, and she was nervous. Standing up and tipping her...
I was nervous like hell. We had chatted endlessly about it, and what I had felt when she had proposed a visit at my place had been astonishment at her trust in me and growing excitement. I had pictured the moment and planned all kinds of things to entertain her, but now that the time of her arrival came closer, I found myself running a trench into the carpet and sweating my hands off. My nervousness, you see, wasn’t about her, it was all about me and about the questions if I could match with...
FetishMain Ashiq phir ek sachi kaha lekar aaya hoon aap logon ke liye . Yeh unn logon ke liye hai jo munn hi munn sab sochte hain par samaj ke darr se kuch kar nahi paate aur unki cousins aur aunts padosiyon ya ajnaabiyon se chud jaati hain . Yeh kahani bikul sachi hai , yeh kahani bahut se doston ki hi kshani hogi aur iss kahani ko padne ke baad woh pachtainge ki unhone kya kho diya apni life main . Aurat ka shareer jab jawaan hoge lagta hai toh ussko apne badan ke badlaav samajh nahi aate aur masti...
I am wondering if a should admit that I am not wearing pants as I write this, or panties for that matter… or that I have slipped my favorite vibrator in and have it set on low. Or that I spent close to six hours last night making my Mistress, or Officer Laura if you prefer, cum… Perhaps I’ll keep those details to myself and just get on with my story… So… you’d think that would be it, wouldn’t you… two kinky girls dressed as cops come to my door, cuff me, humiliate me in the middle of the street...
BDSMFantasies sometimes get us through our rough day, while other times they’re used to bring yourself to orgasm. I happen to fall in the first category. When class just isn’t engaging enough, or even if it is, I find myself fantasizing. Sometimes, it’s a simple daydream about sleeping together with you. Where I’d wake up groggy, and reach around with my hand just to make sure that you’re still there, and then snuggling right next to you, I’d fall asleep again. Other...
Like many people, I was bullied in school. I was small, slender and effeminate and, as a result, was often called gay, queer, fag and sissy by school bullies. The fact that what they said was sort of true just made it closer to the bone and more painful to hear. Like many teenage boys, I was going through something of an identity crisis surrounding my body and my blossoming sexuality. The feelings that I had always had as a c***d that me being a boy wasn't quite right were now increasingly...
“I trust you’re going to be a good kitty whilst I’m at work!” he says as he slams shut the door to my cage and secures it with a heavy duty padlock. “Meowwww” I mock and add a wink for which I earn a scornful look, and then my master is gone, and as the front door closes, the scent of his aftershave lingers in the air to torment me. “How am I supposed to be anything but good!” I state aloud, the sound of my own unfamiliar voice, a comfort I saved for my many hours alone. I miss my master when...
BDSMI"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...
FetishIs it a crime when teenaged girls flirt with middle-aged men? Stanley Jenson was often embarrassed when his daughter’s friend Kitty Jones was over at their house. She flirted and gave Stanley all kinds of compliments. She talked about sexual things and liked to get attention from Stanley. She purposely would wear short-shorts and tight shirts. She had luscious lips which she often licked but kept them shiny with clear lip gloss. She would bat her eyes and act very flirtatious. She acted much...
It was back in the late 1990s when I was dating several of the Dancers at a GO-GO club called EL WEST on Troost ave in KC,Mo[its now a Walgrens].Anyone who has ever dated a stripper knows that they are not stable individuals in any capacity and can up and leave in a moments notice;well the Dancer I had been seeing at the time had to go to NewYork,she left without saying goodbye[but did tell me she was leaving.As I stood in sadness at the club,I noticed a longline of guys;I was so in a hurry to...
Note: The author encourages unauthorised reposting, sequels, and blatant plagiarism of this work. KITTY By Wyrdey It is late at night when you first hear the knock on your door. You were just on your way to bed and are annoyed. Who could it possibly be at this hour? Before the door is even half-open, you feel a powerful push from the other side that almost knocks you over. The bearded giant of a man now standing in your hallway looks you up and down appraisingly as he...