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  1. kittyscave

    A Primal Urge

    Twenty years of marriage is a long time to be solely with one person. However, there isn’t anyone I would have rather spent the last twenty years with, than you. Our ups and downs have only drawn me closer to you. Our bonds; shared secrets, history, kids, a house, the cars, keep me attached to you. Throughout it all, you have remained my best friend. As is often the natural progression in long-term relationships, though, ours had grown a little stale. I still love you with all my heart, but the passion seemed to have dissipated over time resulting in my waking one day and decided that something must be done about the current state of affairs. I love to relive this memory. I feel the heat and passion all over again. I love how you played along and how the night turned into more than I had ever anticipated. You work so hard to provide for your family. You put up with a jackass boss who will never know as much about the business as you. You overlook the incompetent secretary whose only job description seems to be blowing your worthless boss. And, while you work at least 50 hours a week, you almost always leave work at the office. I truly appreciate that about you and I know it isn’t an easy feat. I also know you are staying late at work tonight. There’s a big project due in a few days, and, naturally, you are responsible for it. I always think how lucky I am that you are responsible and thoughtful enough to call home when you will be late or missing dinner. So, I figured that tonight would be as good a time as any to show how deeply I appreciate you. I’ve actually been playing this scenario in my head for weeks. Just the thought of it has had me aroused way more than I wanted to let on. I have gone shopping, come up with excuses to be out of the house, lined up babysitters, and thought of just the right things to say to you when the right time finally arrived. Tonight would be that night. At 4:30 I get the call from you that this would be another very late night. I wonder if you pick up on the excitement in my voice. I suppose it might seem odd to you, and you would probably just overlook it. But, I am excited. With the kids shipped off to my sister’s house, I go about showering, applying the vanilla spice body spray you like, fixing my hair and putting on my make up. My body tingles as I pull from its tissue paper wrapping, my new corset and panties and sheer silk stockings. When no one was at home, I practiced walking in my five inch platform black heels. My strut is perfect. I feel incredibly naughty, and a bit chilly, driving across town to your office in my corset outfit covered in a trench coat. I drive slowly, praying not to be pulled over by the police. I show up at your office and enter quietly, ensuring first that everyone else has left for the evening. My nerves are on high alert and my knees begin to shake a little. Ducking into the ladies room, I check my look one last time. A little more lipstick, adjust the boobs, fluff the hair, and off I go down the hall. I don’t even think you realize I am in the room when I walk into your office and lock the door.I stand across your desk from you, "Work time is over, baby. All work and no play will make you a very dull and horny boy. Am I right? When was the last time a seductive stranger took advantage of you?” I can’t help but smile at your bewildered, aroused, and incredibly handsome face as you shrug your shoulders, apparently rendered speechless. “That's what I thought. You need it very badly, don't you baby?" Walking behind the desk toward you, I spin you around in your chair to look at me and I open my coat for you. I am standing in front of you in nothing but a very sexy tight black push-up corset, laced up the front with red string and red ribbons woven through the panels; my large heavy breasts are almost flowing over the top. I wear tiny black lace panties with the side strings high on my hips, diving down into a “v” with a small patch of red and black lace over satin hiding the neatly groomed tuft of dark hair beneath. My toned tan legs are wrapped in black silk, a seam running up the back, culminating in lacy trim hugging my thighs mid way up. The black platform heels are, in and of themselves, rather humorous. But, when paired with the corset, panties, and stockings, they look and make me feel, like a goddess. My already long legs seem to go on forever. My long dark hair is in soft waves over my shoulders, my sculpted nails and full lips are a crimson red, my brown eyes smolder with gold shadow and dark liner.I allow the coat to fall from my shoulders and I turn in a complete circle, providing you a view of my full round back side, shapely calves, and sensuous back. "We're going to play a game. It's called tease. You will sit in that chair with your hands by your side and you will not touch me. However, I may, at my own discretion place your hand on me, or use it as I wish. But, if you touch me without being granted permission or having been led to do so, the game will be over and I will put my coat on and go home. Do you understand me, baby?"As you nod your head, I sit, straddling you, in your lap. Taking your head in my hands, I passionately kiss you. Your hands instinctively wrap around me in a loving and equally passionate embrace, and I abruptly stand. "Have you lost the game already?" "No, please, I won't screw up again" you say, smiling. "Okay" I sit back down on you and continue our kissing. We engage in long, loving and lust-filled kisses where your tongue finds mine and plays in my mouth. We kiss for several minutes as I feel a bulge developing in your pants.Standing up again before you, I fold one knee onto your chair between your legs and against your growing cock. Reaching behind me, I unzip my corset top and hold the sides out, with the stiff front still tightly pressed against my chest. Moving the rough lacy material against my breasts, my nipples become visibly erect. I slide my corset top off and toss it to the ground. Holding them in both hands, I massage and fondle my tits. Moving closer to you as you move in to me, I place your face between them before smothering you deep between my supple breasts. "Please”, I moan “Put them in your mouth and roll over my nipples with your tongue" You oblige as I hold my heavy tits up to your mouth. Your suckling at my stiff nipples leaves them that much more sensitive. Withdrawing my breasts from your mouth, I stand upright again and turn around.Without saying a word, holding on to the arms of your chair with your chair back against the desk, I sit back on you again, my stocking clad legs outside of yours. I feel your heat and hardness as I grind my firm round ass into your groin. The combination of anticipation, dressing up, and your touch and kisses, has me incredibly aroused and sexually excited. I stand in my high heels now and straighten my legs, positioning what you affectionately refer to as my “fine perky ass” directly in your face to look at but not close enough to touch, given the rules of the game. Reaching down between my legs, I unzip your pants, freeing your huge hard cock. Slowly, I slide my ass down your chest and with both hands, draw your cock between my legs. Rubbing my crotch on your sensitive rod, you feel the satin of my panties and the smooth soft delicate skin peeking through the sides. As I rub against you, my wetness leaves a moist streak on your dick. "Ooohhh, darn. I think my panties are wet”, I say playfully. “Will you check for me, please?" Raising my lower region to your face again, I lean over and lick the head of your cock as you bury your face in my wet pussy. Your tongue licks and your teeth pull at the fabric hiding my silky slit from you. Sweet juices coming through the fabric tease your senses as your hand rises to pull me into you and you beg me to let you grab my hips. "No baby, you are not allowed the use of your hands at this time". I sit back onto your face as your tongue finds its way past the lace and slides between my soft supple lips and I slide the head of your cock between my crimson painted lips."Mmmmmmm, I am really going to enjoy myself tonight as I use you for my pleasure" Doubled over, almost in half, I have my ass and pussy in your face and mouth and my mouth and lips sealed tightly around your cock. "Hold onto my hips, baby, and don't let me fall over. You can use your hands to move my panties aside". Your tongue slides softly at first across my smooth cunny as my tongue traces the pulsing veins in your growing shaft. We spend an amazing half hour just licking, sucking, and face fucking each other. Your cock grows so strong and hard in my mouth as my pussy swells and ripens dispensing waves and waves of nectar into yours. As your licks and sucks grow more furtive, I feel your hips buck sending your enormous cock down my throat and I hear you beginning to plead with me to take you into my folds. I love to hear how much you want me to slide your steely hard-on into my silky depths. It gets me so hot, I want you that much more knowing how strongly you are overcome with lust for me. I can almost feel your body physically aching to be inside of my tight wet slit, feeling you lurch toward me like a hungry tiger driven solely by desire and overwhelming passion. I love to tease you and to see how far I can push your limits. Thus far, you have been a great sport and the way you eat my pussy makes the game all the more delightful for me. After a while, though, I sense you becoming less verbally responsive and more aggressive with your tongue as your hands grab me in an almost painfully secure hold to cram my cunt against your face and face fuck me as though your tongue were actually a cock wanting to shoot off.Unable to contain your consuming drive to take me any longer, unable to stand a moment more of my pussy in your face, of me sucking your cock into my wanting mouth, you grab my waist and push me away. I am startled by your move and I don't understand until I look into your eyes. I don't see you. I see the crazed tiger, looking at me like a piece of meat, a primal urge to fornicate and overpower. Without saying a word, and in one fail swoop, you clear your desk of papers, phone, and files. Pushing me over onto it, I fall from the waist up and grab hold of the sides. I hear you grunting as you throw my legs open and your fingers probe for my fuck hole. Reaching back you grab your dick and slide it into my velvet glove, feeling it wrap around you, providing the hot tight fit your body yearned for. But this fuck is different. This isn't a passionate or romantic love making session, this is a base mammalian primal urge let loose from the deepest recesses of your brain. This is a fuck driven by evolution. Powerful thrusts with years of survival by the fittest behind them. Blinded by physical forces that even you do not understand, you don't see your office, you don't see me, your eyes are closed as your cock directs the action. Releasing sexual energy from a primitive place in your psyche that you never even knew existed. Your mind screaming for release, your senses heightened but not at all present in the moment, your ears deaf to my passionate moans, your eyes blinded by lust unable to see but the brightest flashes of light driven by impulses finally met.After an indeterminable amount of time spent in forceful, base instinct driven animalistic fucking, with me screaming as I cum over and over, you begin to settle back to earth, still completely oblivious to your surroundings and my being. Looking down, as if out of your body, you watch yourself fucking me, pounding your hips against my ass, powerfully and with complete disregard for the hole you ream. Looking back at you, it seems to me that the sight appears to intensify your need. As you come further to your senses, you become more aware of your surroundings, your office in disarray, my corset and torn panties on the floor amidst your paperwork and belongings. You look down and see my spent body splayed on the desk, my full round ass still held high in front of you, my tits sandwiched on the desk, spilling out the sides, my hair over my face and down my back, and the most incredible feeling building in your balls.As you pump me faster than mere humans can and your hands dig deep into the flesh of my hips, I realize that you are drifting again into another stage of arousal. Your thrusts are deeper and faster than anything I have ever felt. As if being pumped by a machine, I hold tightly to the desk listening to your grunts and moans, wondering what has become of you, unable to move under your weight and the slamming drives of your body into mine.With no additional warning, I feel you tighten up against me. Then, as if all your primitive ancestors had been released, you let loose a yell that would wake Satan in hell. I have never heard such a sound and it reverberates through my body in vibrations. It scares me as it penetrates my body filling me with your passion as you fill me with your cum. Such interjection of your primal sexual being into me through both your spirit and your body causes me to cum again in unison with you.Your body convulses as the cum pent up from your Neanderthal past rises through your veins and courses out of you with such velocity and strength that it hurts as it demands its forceful release. The surge from your body into mine almost sends me forward as hard as your powerful thrusts have. My pussy lips, weary from the lustful torrent, nonetheless, tighten around your cock to ensure the safe passage of your seeds. Once released, you step back, disoriented and confused, sitting on the floor, dazed and spent. I am plastered to the desk, cum pouring down my weak legs, equally immobile. Neither of us able to speak, both breathing heavily, feeling the most wonderful reverie ever experienced. Finally, with sex still hanging heavy in the air, you break the silence. “I think I will be working late again tomorrow”.
  2. On our last date with friends, my husband had to, twice. Our 13 yo son was babysitting our 4 yo daughter. He rarely ever calls, so when he does, we get alarmed. It did put a damper on hubby's fun for a while. But nothing is more important than our children - even great sex. However, no one else is more important that great sex!
  3. On our last date with friends, my husband had to, twice. Our 13 yo son was babysitting our 4 yo daughter. He rarely ever calls, so when he does, we get alarmed. It did put a damper on hubby's fun for a while. But nothing is more important than our children - even great sex. However, no one else is more important than great sex!
  4. My opinion only... Unless your wife is on board, you would be a definite NO go for me. I would not want to be the one over whom she gets hurt if she ever did find out. I would not feel right playing with someone who was only playing under the veil of deceit or secrecy. I feel for you and the difficult position you are in. I imagine your wife must feel very sad, too, that she can no longer provide you with what you crave. I hope you can find some one more open and accepting than I would be or that your wife comes to appreciate that you need, in some form, from some person, the physical release she cannot provide.
  5. We are still pretty new. We have had three dates (one intro, 2 full-swap play) with the first couple we met and it seems to be going well for all four of us (knock wood - I don't want to jinx it!). We met one other couple under less than ideal circumstances and will likely not pursue them anyway. We are going through a very busy time right now and are unable to put for the time and energy to meet new folks. But if everything continues to go well with the couple we have been playing with, I am less inclined to go searching for others anyway. And if it does not work out over the next couple of months, we'll re-evaluate.
  6. I had to chime in on this one! Our very first experience was this past weekend. The couple we were with have been in the lifestyle for over 4 years. From my perspective they did several things "right" in working with us. First, we exchanged several e-mails through which we found many commonalities and which helped me decide that we likely would click. We also shared several photos that were not sexually explicit. There were other folks with whom we exchanged e-mails who did come across as a bit more aggressive - both in words and photos, and it did scare me away. Second, we had a very nice dinner together with no explicit expectations of hooking up afterwards. We talked until we realized the restaurant was closing and we needed to go. At this point, we all seemed to really feel comfortable together. Third, we went to a club a couple of weeks after our dinner. We all met at a hotel beforehand, the ladies got changed and had some "girl time" while the guys hung out in the lobby. By the time we made it to the club, we were all really relaxed and had a great time with one another. By the time we made it back to the room, none of us was nervous or anxious at all. The entire first experience was great. Our new friends were perhaps a little more patient with us than some folks would be in setting the pace. But, we can't wait to get back together with them. So, although many newbies, I am sure, are nervous and awkward a first, having a patient and understanding experienced couple can certainly result in an excellent outcome for all!
  7. OMG!!!!! I am SOOOO sorry to hear that. While everyone is obviously entitled to play with whomever they are comfortable, my heart goes out to you. I cannot help but think, given your honesty and open-mindedness here, that they are missing out on getting to know a wonderful person. Too bad for them. I hope you can still go out and have fun buying some sexy new lingerie to model for your hubby. I sure wouldn't hold it against you if you felt the need to vent a little here.
  8. I was just thinking that if I had set up a date with another couple and the woman had called me to explain a situation similar to yours, I would like her right away. I would think that she valued my opinion and placed some of her trust in me already. Plus, her reaching out to me would make her less intimidating to me (I am easily intimidated by other beautiful women). My concern is always with how I will get along with the female half of the couple. I think if the wife in a similar situation as your reached out to me, that would really get us off on good footing. Perhaps, I would like to think, that my positive response to her would make her feel a little more at ease with me, too. Plus, I could give my husband a "head's up" and reduce the discomfort she might experience in feeling like she had to explain anything to him. Just a thought, if you are comfortable talking to her before this evening. Regardless, have fun!!!
  9. I don't have much to add, but wanted to lend support. This is nothing compared to what you have undergone, but in college I actually went out with a guy who had the nerve to "pinch an inch" on my waist while making out with me. I am still emotionally scarred from that and a bit self-conscious. That was over 20 years ago. Some of us wear our scars on the outside, some on the inside. You are obviously a strong woman who should be proud to have made it through all you have. I hope time and further validation by the important people in your life who love you so, will help heal your wounds. Do you think you could allow your husband to massage Vitamin E or scar cream into your scars to keep the tissue loose and help desensitize you to them being touched and seen? Good luck to you!
  10. Funny story - I have been e-mailing the husband of the couple we will meet tomorrow night and he stated that his wife was actually nervous about meeting me!!! Go figure!! But now I do feel better. Thanks again everyone.
  11. I do appreciate the replies - all of them. I also DO accept that the insecurities are mine and that, by no means are all attractive people superficial. Having not done this before, I did want some reassurance that the people I have met thus far are as genuine as they seem. However, I have been on the other side as a physique competitor in the past and I know, first hand, that some people, beautiful on the outside, are not so much so on the inside. I am heartened to feel that the people here are as open minded and nonjudgemental as I had hoped and perceived them to be. Thank you.
  12. My husband I are looking forward to our first swinging experience. I am very excited and have been emailing back and forth with a couple whom we really like and with whom we seem to get along very well. We had intended to get together this past weekend, but life got in the way. So, anyway, since we have been getting to know one another over the email, the other couple has posted new photos of her. Come to realize that she has an amazing body. She can't possibly be more than a size 4. I do not look terrible, but I have a few extra pounds and wear a size 8 (sometimes a small 10). My concern is not that my husband will find her more attractive - I want him to be with someone he finds attractive. I'm not even as concerned about what her husband will think - although I am a little concerned. But I am concerned about what she will think. Will she feel bad for her husband having to be with me? Will it gross her out that I am not in as good shape as she is? I truly am more worried about a judgmental woman than a judgmental male. I had enough of petty girls in high school (yes, I know that was 25 years ago) to have left an emotional scar. Does anyone understand where I am coming from? Should I just get to know her that much better first? Should I try to find a less physically threatening couple for our first? Should I drink more? Or do I simply need to lighten up and deal with it and try to relax (easier said then done for the first encounter I fear). Thanks!
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