Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

 Money can buy anything, can’t it?  You have lots of it, but have become so very, very bored. Women just throw themselves at you because of your money and your good looks. 

         You have bought many things from the dark web. Porn, drugs, weapons but never a person, until yesterday. You found my cute, little ad and you immediately contacted me to put in your order. 

Young, tiny, skinny, and innocent. You’ve been fooled before by escorts and you hope I don’t try to pull a fast one and arrive with someone older. 

       I drive for hours with your purchase in my trunk. A deserted farm house, the things nightmares are made of. I take her in and get the rest of my fee. I give you your final instructions on what to do with her when you’re done. 

You take her to the barn. She’s coming out of her drug haze to see what are clearly implements of torture. She looks around to see you both are not alone. The last thing she remembers before the drugs all take effect is seeing her mother and father nude and putting their hands all over her. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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     I need a bit of a distraction as this has been a long week already. My closest friend had a plan which would help us both out. She recently bought a male strip club and needed to do some hiring. I quickly offered my services. 

She handed me a list and their basic stats. I poured a dirty martini and went over the list. I texted 5 of them and told them to come over and to be prepared to audition. 

  Oh no, it looks like I forgot to stagger the appointments. Here I am sitting on my chair waiting for my dancers to show up one by one, but suddenly, I’m surrounded by 5 gorgeous men. 

   Soon, clothes are coming off and not just theirs. Join us? Don’t worry what happens in Tiffany’s bedroom, stays in her bedroom. Unless, of course, we film it!

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Written By: Tiffany

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              Lazy day for you today, isn’t it?  You decided to call in sick for work, but just not sure what to do with yourself today. I have a thought! Why not roll a joint and pour yourself a tall, cold glass of Gin. Sounds good, doesn’t it?

  Let me be your eager, sultry , hot barmaid. Let’s begin with an icy shot of Gin, straight from the freezer in a chilled little shot glass. Sexy, isn’t it?  There’s no rush, so let’s take our time. We both have all day, don’t we?

  How about that joint now? Have a few puffs on me!  Now you have cotton mouth and need another icy, cold shot. You think you’ve had enough? Oh no not yet, we’re just beginning. How about a body shot? 

Why drink alone when you can hear my gorgeous voice gently guiding you. 

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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  Nothing says Spring is here more than outdoor fucking. The heavy coats are off and shorts and mini dresses are on! The sun is out and people just can’t get enough of it.

         My favorite part is all younger men looking for some fun. I toss on a sheer mini dress, and head for the Village. I live in a small college town and the hot boys are everywhere during Spring. I do have something in mind though. I want a threesome with 2, yes 2 virgin young men. Imagine starting them fresh and teaching them everything I know.

            Once in town, I grab an iced coffee. I chat with the barista for a bit and notice two hotties sitting in the corner. I pretend I don’t live there and ask for directions. So complicated, maybe they can just show me the way. 

We get to my destination, where we share a joint. We’re laughing and they’re rather high. I dare them to kiss. I tell them I love seeing guys together and that it would really make me wet. They begin to kiss and clothes start to come off. 

Wouldn’t you love to be one of those boys? Or maybe, just maybe you wish you were me in my sexy mini dress. 

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

           We’ve been chatting back and forth and I’m so excited to finally meet. After we texted for days, and I finally got to hear your voice, I was addicted. Tonight is the night and I couldn’t be more excited.

I made sure everything was ready hours before you arrived. Candles lite, martini’s cold, bedding fresh, and I will say, I look amazing! I put on some soft jazz and think about all the possibilities. 

You look amazing and just the perfect amount of a light cologne. We hug excitedly, then I pour you a drink. This is going to be a night to remember.

We talk a bit more, we have another drink, and then we kiss. It was the perfect soft and not so soft kiss. I could feel myself getting so wet.

        We tear off our clothes heading to my bedroom, then something makes me stop dead in my tracks. What in the fuck is that thing between your legs? There’s a lot of hair, but I can rip that right off. Maybe that’s why I can barely see your cock.

I mention the issue and you tell me you can fix that. I hand you a razor and you come out clean for me.

Oh my! It seems even smaller without the pubs. Is it a dick or a clit? Whatever it is, it’s tiny. So much for the night I had planned, but now I’m very upset.

I could use my strap-on, but is he even worth my energy?  I text several men friends and tell him I have a very exciting surprise for him. Moral of the story is don’t come around me with that tiny dick unless you want some dick!

Written By: Lady Rayne

         I constantly see you staring at my soft, pale hands. I imagine you are wondering how your cock would feel with my hand wrapped around it stroking. Yawn! I can tell you that’s not what I’m fucking imagining.  Come closer and I will tell you.

I find you at a coffee shop close to my home. I wonder what you’re doing here, as my neighborhood definitely isn’t your scene. You’re watching my every move. I do agree that my pale hands with shiny black nail polish is very sexy. Imagine it wrapped around your cock slowly stroking. Imagine my nails clawing your back while we’re fucking. 

My hand is around your throat while I’m riding you. The more excited I get, the harder I squeeze. Don’t worry about my fucking pleasure. If you pass out, I’ll still ride your hard cock till I cum. 

Once I am finished, I kick you to see if you move. No pulse either. Such a shame, and it all began because you craved my soft, pale hands.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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You know that as a young boy that you were fascinated with Mommy’s pantyhose and panties. You went into her lingerie draw and touched them.  Or maybe, your first crush was on a girl at school. You couldn’t keep your eyes off her legs. Her pretty skirts and pantyhose were enough to keep that school boy cock of yours hard all semester long.

That is how it all got started. That is how you developed a pantyhose fetish. You love pantyhose. You love the look and the feel of them. Maybe you even have a pair of your own or maybe you like your lover to wear them for you so you can feel against your naked cock.

 I have a whole lingerie drawer full of pantyhose, new pairs still in their pristine package and other worn pairs just waiting to worn again.

I like sheer black, opaque black, nude, creamy taupe. A girl has to have lots of different colors and textures to go with different events and different outfits.

I know that you are fascinated with my pantyhose and need an outlet for your fetish.  Let’s play dress-up and I will let you cum in my pantyhose. You know you need this!  

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Written By: Brooke

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I saw what you did and I must admit, I was not impressed! You finally get her in your house and then nothing. You give her a Coke and you didn’t even spike it. What a fucking loser you are. It’s  clear how much you need me. 

You try again the next afternoon. You get brave and touch her little pink nipple. Are you actually drooling, you pervert? 

I really can’t take much more of this. I swear, I’ll vomit and make you lick it up.

I bust the window on the kitchen door and let myself in. You’re such a loser that she’s laughing at you. Once she sees the look on my face, she stops laughing and the sobbing and begging begins.

You’re beginning to think this was a bad idea. You only wanted a peak at those little hard nipples and her hairless cunt. Just a peak. You sure didn’t want me to cut off her clothes and tell her she won’t be needing them anymore.  Your face says one thing but your hard cock says another.

Let’s face facts loser, you desperately need me to bring your plan to fruition.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I wonder if you dislike interruptions as much as I do? You’re laying on your bed with your cock out and then you get interrupted. Maybe a knock at your door, or the wife just got home. Interruptions just suck. 

Now just imagine this. I have put on my black silky stockings and red corset just for you. You have spun the most imaginative, edgy, and dirty roleplay just for us. I’m excited!

We begin and I’m instantly wet and ready. I begin to pinch my hard nipples as we talk. The sound of your voice was just what I needed that morning. A bit more of talking and you’re totally under my spell. I’m also under yours, but in a very different way.

I’m so wet and feel like I might explode any second.

Then it happens.

There’s a knock at his door and the session has ended. Leaving me so very excited and in need of a deep voice. 

I really could use a hot voice right now.  Let’s not get interrupted before we both explode from all the waiting. 

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Written By: Tiffany

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        Merry Christmas. Happy Holidays and all the stuff. I have some very special gifts for all my favorite men. Can you guess what it is? 

I know one special person who loves me to drip hot, sticky cum into his hungry mouth. It’s the time of giving after all, so it needs to be special. Get on your knees and tilt your head back. I’m doing my own version of a snowball. Dripping hot cum right into your mouth from my hot pussy.  Drink it up!

I have another naughty boy who loves to lick me clean from my face all the way down to my dirty little feet. I do walk barefoot a lot. 

Then there is the dirtiest, naughtiest boys of them all. You know who you are. Suck on my dirty dildo for a treat. You never know just where it has been.

My bathroom is rather cold today and so is my toilet seat. You certainly don’t expect my perfect, pale, round ass to sit on a cold toilet seat? Of course, you don’t.

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I would love to hear from all the bad boys that will make Santa’s naughty list. Not just a little naughty, but something so naughty, I just might blush.

Did you finally try a threesome? You did, didn’t you? It wasn’t with your wife or even another women. Tell me all about it, tell him how you devoured that sexy big cock. Just maybe you wanted even more. You paid for a chick with a dick, and you loved every fucking minute of it. 

I need more, I need so much more to get my pussy dripping. Tell me about the time you worked for a collection agency and took advantage of mothers pimping their daughters to pay their bills.

Tell me all your dirty secrets and in return, I just might make you blush.

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

 You tried hard to stay away from me. You went to church, you read your bible, and you decided to wait until marriage and only fuck to procreate. My jaw actually hurts from laughing so fucking much. What the fuck did you think was going to happen? 

I’m an evil goth bitch and once I get my blood red claws on you, there’s no escaping. You tried to be a good boy but now you’re back craving me and my heathen ways.

          What shall I do with you? Shall I make you use your precious bible as a toilet? Maybe I should make you fuck one of your sweet girls from your church on the altar or in the confessional. We have wine, we have “the body of Christ” and now I have you. There’s no escaping Poison Ivy.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I’ve always been a bit of an adrenaline junkie, especially when it comes to sex. Most people would cringe at the thought of what gets my blood boiling. In some ways, I think that’s why I moved into my new flat before gentrification hit that part of downtown. Drugs, violence, whore, johns; my area has it all. 

I’ve been leaving my doors and windows unlocked late at night when I’m getting myself off. I find rough, violent men hot as fuck. 

Last night was cold and rainy, we even lost electricity. I came so many times, I passed out. I woke up to the sounds of glass breaking. I grabbed a knife and a gun and made my way in the dark to the sounds. He was tall, rough looking, and I imagined what fucking him would be like. 

He told me there was no need for violence and he would just leave. I had other plans.

I made him strip at gunpoint. Very fucking nice. I pushed him down and sat on his face. With the gun at his groin, I informed him he had 5 minutes to make me squirt, or it was all over. 

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

My friends and I were bored and were going through my dad’s dvd collection. He had a whole book case full with dvd’s on every shelf. Some looked homemade and some looked purchased. We were about to look through those, when one caught my eye. It was called Boogie Nights and it had porn star who always wore skates. That’s could have been me, I love skating!

                We smoked some of daddy’s weed that we found and settled in to watch Boogie Nights. It was okay and all but super tame. We did find more to watch, some personal porn of daddy’s. Let’s talk about that another time. If you call me, I’ll spill all the private dvd details.

It did get me to thinking about my Halloween costume. I have a very special private party to attend with the men so much older than me. It helps having an older and wild sister. She knows several important people and one claims he is a porn producer. 

In case you haven’t guessed yet, and the blood has gone from your brain to your cock, I’m going as Roller Girl, and plan on sucking cock until I have a movie deal.

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Written By: Delaney

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         I have this wild fetish and I just can’t help myself! I love to be nude in public. I don’t mean in a mall or something like that but in parks, trails, and by the water.  There’s just something so exciting and sexy about it all. 

   I don’t exactly want to be caught, but the thought of it is super exciting. Maybe even getting caught rubbing my horny, mommy pussy.  Is there anything more pleasurable than sitting nude, with the sun shining brightly sucking my nipples and rubbing my pussy? 

Of course there is!

I imagine two hot young men watching me secretly and then joining in. Where would you love to catch me naked and fingering my hot, wet pussy? 

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Written By: Suzanne

   You can’t believe your luck! Some men would think this was a trap, but not you. You’re rich, handsome, and all the women seem to want you. You weren’t at the bar for more than 5 minutes before I approach you and buy you a drink. No need to drink what you’re used too. Get the super expensive liquor, of course you’re worth it. 

Just a few hours later, I’m at your home. You have me eating out of your hand, don’t you? Or maybe not! I suggest you get comfy in your bedroom and soon, I’ll join you. I mix another drink and slip something into it. 

With you passed out, I start my plan. I do a deep dive into all your devices. Look at that, a fucking burner phone. After checking your devices, and drawers, I see you’re actually pretty normal. Just the typical vanilla lifestyle. 

I’m always prepared for this and make several calls. You finally wake up to see your home in shambles. Who are these young girls naked in your house? What the fuck even happened last night? 

What happened last night is now I control your life. Everything you own is now mine. You begin to wonder if you actually fucked those girls, or if you and I did? 

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Written By: Harley

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   I’ve always been the good girl. The woman everyone can count on to make the right and moral decision. Never drink too much, and don’t date the bad boys.

You know what? I’m tired of it and bored with it. Even I have deviant needs. What do you do if your partner just doesn’t have the same twisted thoughts as you? You find a bad guy, a twisted one that will help you satisfy your needs. 

                       The man part was easy. Done and dusted after one hour at a dive bar.

Now on to part 2. The boring little blonde, she will do. I set up a fake modeling shoot for her. She’s so excited. I hand her a bottle of water to drink and she asks when we’ll do her makeup? 

She’s getting dizzy and my accomplice carries her down to the basement. She wakes a few hours later surrounded by a group of men. Did I say she was modeling for us?  Well, that wasn’t exactly the truth, was it?

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Written By: Dirty Daphne

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                       Last night I took a little trip to a place I call my “Happy Store.” It’s a bit of a drive, but I love the sexy shoes, dresses, lingerie, and sex toys. The store is super casual and it’s not unusual to see a naked stripper trying on shoes in front of a huge mirror. Did I mention the margarita machine? 

       My salesperson was hot, I mean wet panties hot! I was totally loving his 80’s retro look.  As he helped me try on heels, I began to flirt hard. He seemed to be having none of it. Does a woman need to just play with her wet pussy to get his attention?

Then I noticed it, the way he was fondling the heels of those gorgeous shoes. I swear it looked like he wanted to make love to the fucking shoes. Then it hit me! I took the shoe and put the heel to my lips. I began sucking it like a cock. 8 shiny inches of the silver heel. His breathing became a bit shallow. I could see the wet spot through his pants. 

I placed the heel as close to my pussy as I could and motioned for him to begin sucking. After I squirted all over his face, I demanded he drop his pants and bend over a chair. He spread his cheeks for me and I pushed in the heel as I heard a loud moan. I tried it with several pairs. After that, he couldn’t possibly sell them, now could he? 

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

         Truth time.

Tell me just what it is that gets your cock throbbing?  I mean really tell me, don’t make something up that you think I might want to hear. Don’t give me this Goddess Worship shit, because I detest a liar. Want to know what I detest even more? A man who hides a sexy, violent tendency from me. 

Your fetish started slowly, you didn’t even understand your violent feelings. Your hand around her neck while she is riding you only got tighter when she begged you to stop. You ignored her until you came. Fuck! You couldn’t believe how hard you came.  She left you, but it was worth it, wasn’t it?

That young girl who works at the ice cream shop, you imagine the things you want to do to her. One night you wait outside for her to leave. You follow her and push her down to the hard sidewalk where you rape her. You were on such a sexy high, yet a bit scared of getting caught. 

You pop into a little, dark bar. You see me smoking a clove and drinking whiskey shots. We chat, I have ideas, and you can’t believe your luck. A hot, rather crazy, goth accomplice. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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