The pussy and the cat.
Yep, no chick blog without a cat story.
I never had a pet but I love them, really. The only problem is who is looking after her when I am at work or out otherwise. One of my GF’s has a cat and when she went on vacation I looked after her. Her? I mean the cat, haha. I don’t know if “it” was a he or she, but I will call “it” a she.
Anyway on a cold evening I was sitting all snugly & warm with a purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story a friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in a soft, cushy Lazy Boy wearing loose sweatpants and my legs stretched out.
I have some naughty friends and the story he had sent me was extremely erotic. He knows that I like to read those and he knows the effect they have on me. Yep, it was tingling down there and calling for attention.
The reason I wear loose sweatpants or loose shorts are obvious. I even go so far as to wear certain clothing that will make life easier. Like when I am coming home and know I am staying home for the rest of the night then I will wear clothing that makes it pretty easy for my hand to have access between my legs. Like jeans aren’t really good for this lol.
I like to wear loose sweatpants or gym shorts or perhaps even a skirt…of course all without panties underneath unless I am on my period. I guess I find the basketball shorts to be the easiest since I like to just reach down and touch myself through the leg hole.
But as said, that evening I was wearing sweatpants and I reached down to get my hand under the waistband. No way, the cat stopped purring and looked up to me, kind of angry. She apparently was not used to this, I kindly tried to move her more down towards my thighs, but no, the pussy insisted to continue her dream on top of my pussy.
I continued reading, but it was annoying me that I couldn’t do what I wanted to do and what I used to do. I looked at the cat; maybe that pussy could lick my pussy, haha. Nah, I shouldn’t try that, I am bad enough the way I already are. I made a compromise, I went to the kitchen opened a can of cat food to keep her busy for a while and returned to what I had to do.
I sat down again, ready for “action” the sweatpants were just down my knees when I saw her walking in again. Damn cat, she walked up to the sofa, jumps on the side rest and watched me. I had to laugh about the situation, I was sitting there knees apart pants at my calves and my wet kitty waiting to be pleased and ….
….. a pussy watching me, her eyes with open ears straight up, wait ….
That monster was planning to jump on my kitty. Stupid animal, find a mouse, this is my kitty. I pulled up my pants and did the handwork that way.
I like to be watched when I masturbate and I even don’t mind it to be ogled by a cat, although that is not very exciting. But I am not going to risk my pussy being clawed on, hihi.
PS. You have to understand that I am not very experienced with cats,
…. your tips are welcome ?