Kinky Kitty Kept

By Blush Rose

Kitty likes kinky sex but her boyfriend doesn't. Will she have the courage to tell him she needs more in the bedroom? What's a girl to do? This is the continuation of Kinky Kitty.

Short erotic story involves BDSM and is not intended for anyone under the age of 18.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Blush Rose Erotica
• Release date: Feb 7, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310510687

Blush Rose

Blush Rose is the founder of Blush Rose Erotica. She loves to read and write erotica, and is happy to help other writers who want to be published but don't want to deal with the actual publishing. She tells it like it is and is not politically correct.

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Kinky Kitty Kept

A short erotic story by

Blush Rose

Published by Blush Erotica

Copyright 2015 by Blush Rose

Smashwords Edition

Part One

Kitty moaned as he rammed into her pussy, and she arched her back, trying to push her clit into contact with his thrusting cock. If he could just hang on for a few more minutes, she might have a chance to come, but then he shuddered and collapsed on top of her.

Sorry Kitty. I couldn’t hold out any longer. He kissed her neck and pulled out of her, sweat from his brow dripping down his face.

She choked back her disappointment and frustration and smiled at her lover. That’s OK. It was still good.

Problem was, good wasn’t good enough. No matter how hard Harry tried, he could not make her come. He used every angle and move in his limited arsenal, all to no avail. She kept hoping he would someday be willing to get a bit creative in bed. She just hoped she could be patient until then.

Will you stay the night?

Kitty shook her head. No, I have an early appointment, so I need to get home.

Actually, she hated spending a night with him after he left her dissatisfied. She would need the privacy of her own home to masturbate. Getting dressed quickly, she gave him a quick kiss and then left his apartment.

As soon as she got home, she filled up the bathtub with warm sudsy water. A long bath and her shower massager was what she needed.

While the tub filled, she lit a few candles and opened a bottle of her favorite wine. After filling a glass with the sparkling wine, she headed back to the bathroom to strip. Dimming the lights, she stepped into the tub and sank into the warm water.

The wind from the open window blew the curtains open, the breeze chilling her damp skin. Instead of getting out