Showing posts with label dirty thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dirty thoughts. Show all posts

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Dear Diary..

I watch porn and change the type of porn that turns me on pending my moods.

Lately I can't find anything that revs my engine. I guess it's time to find a new site or clips. What a let down when your looking at porn and you can't find anything. It's like your thirsty but you only have warm water.

My biggest pet peeve in porn is when the sex action doesn't match the voices. Nothing like hearing a good spanking and he's pulling her hair. Or she's saying fuck me and he's taking off his shirt. Mind you, I love all that stuff but I want to hear and see it happening.  I don't want to hear a sexy voice over that never matches.


A few year's ago I got asked by a porn film company to use my voice for voice over work. I actually turned them down. I probably should have taken the job and showed them a thing or two on making porn sound just as hot as the sex.

Must be why I love the dirty talk nothing gets me going more then just talking about it


Happy Sunday -- oxo


Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Dear Diary..

Talk a little -- Talk a lot ...

I have the love of conversation. I am sure I could talk for hours on any subject. I am so very good at communicating my words. But why is it a struggle when I write a blog. At times, I second guess my topics and re write my thoughts. I wonder if I am being judged for writing what most people wish they could express.

I never found myself like other girls. I always have a ton of girlfriends and guy friends. People often commented, I had a ton of guy friends because they want to sleep with me. As much as that could be true. I have always found that I had wonderful friendships with them. I always found them so protective for me. My entire life I felt I could relate to men.

The world is obsessed with love, sex and money. I would say I am among the obsessed. I spent some of my life confusing the real meaning of all three. I slept with the wrong guys. I love my family. I spent to much money. It took me alot of growing up to know that sex and love are not the same thing. If you cheat, you are cheater. I don't go it was just meaningless sex. If you truly loved that person you would not have cheated. In life people make mistakes and your lucky if your forgiven. Sometimes its harder to forgive yourself.

We live in a world that gets faster and faster. So being a phone sex girl, sometimes I get away from every day life in getting to know my clients. In writing this blog I leave a little window open on my life. Even I sometimes wonder how we all get through the day


Love Kat ox

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Dear Diary...


So last Saturday was suppose to be a typical family wedding.  You know dancing with my family and stuffing myself with cocktails and cake.   

I have always had a crush on my cousin's friend Husband.   He and I always talk at parties. He is perfectly my type except the fact he is married,  has two kids and I'm also friends with them.

So I've always walked a thin line with him and I never would even think to ask if he felt the same way.

Well when standing at the bar at the family wedding among the loud DJ music and cocktail drinking.   We start talking about random stuff.    He says "Don't be to surprised if you found me texting you late at night."

His words still play over my mind over and over.  It was like the wedding was in the background and it's all I can hear is that one line.  

I could have just let drunken talk happen and carry on like I never heard it.  But I am not sure If I can.

 
So I am just one text away from setting off what seems to be a sexual time bomb.  

Now the question is do I hit send on this text 


Love Kat ox


 
 




 

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Dear Diary...

I love this time of year - Are you ready for some football.!!


Football brings out the sassy beast in me. Maybe it's all the tackling and hard hits. Just the way I like it in bed. Give me a man who can call the right play and watch for a dirty touchdown.

Let's not forget tailgating is the best place to meet people. The vibe alone makes me ready for end zone action.

I once had such hot sex at a football tailgate. I was so turned on thinking of how many guys walking by the SUV might be seeing my hands pressed up to the tinted windows. I should have been called for unnecessary roughness.
 
How many days till the Superbowl ?





Thursday, January 24, 2013

Dear Diary...

After the Patriots lost on Sunday in the AFC Championship Game. I might now know what it feels to get tackled by Vince Wilfork. That was one big hit from behind.

I really have no Superbowl spirit, but I am rooting for the 49ers.  Plus thank god we only have to watch Ray Lewis one more time. So really the only good thing the Superbowl has to offer is that it's in New Orleans.  

I am going to sound as cold as the weather right now. I was reading an article about a teacher and her high school student. They sent each other dirty texts daily. The teacher said her student lover would send texts that kept her coming back for more. She could not stay way because his texts got her so hot and horny. Damm I either better go back to school or find myself a student.  I'm very sure going to jail is not worth it.

Seriously, I'd like to read what he texted her. That would probably warm up this week.  It's a tit nippy outside. I find nothing sexy about mittens unless that is the only thing your wearing.  

So Keep Warm-- Kat ox




Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Dear Diary...

I either got off to much last night or my orgasms are missing. No matter what I do I'm just can't get off today

I mixed it up with toys and new kinds of porn.  I even looked at adult shows on Cinemax.  I know why that didn't work, the shows are so "standard vanilla sex"  I love the cheesy music in sex scenes, cause the actors never talk.    How can you not talk during sex.

Maybe I'll give my body a break or I'll be posting. --Missing my orgasm signs around the neighbor

My neighbors found her dog that way- It might work for me


Happy Hump Day ...  K ox
 
 

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Dear Diary..

I feel like I am having an affair on you, I have not been around all week. I have been recovering from last week's long weekend. I have been addicted to television for the last few days.  I call this the lull between my storms of fun.

It's odd when you have continuously have sexual dreams about the same person and in every dream you say the same thing to him. I put my hand on his mouth and say don't say a word as I pulled him on top of me.  

I love dirty talk, but maybe I just know the relationship will only be this one physical night in the sack.    

Sometimes dreams belong in my sweet sexy slumber but I am tempted to see how he reacts when he finds out my dirty dreams about him

~~~K ox



Friday, May 11, 2012



Dear Diary...

I am a sweet girl, but I can still bring the heat. Sometimes guys take my sweetness as I want relationships with them. But honestly all I wanted is the heat.

I thought about ripping off your shirt or letting you slam me against a wall. You thought I wanted to date you and all I really wanted to do was fuck you.

So when your out this weekend  don't forget behind this  sweetheart lays a sassy slut just wanting to let it all out

Happy Weekend  - Kat ox

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Dear Diary..

This weather is driving me crazy,one day it's warm the next day so chilly. I'm ready for summer and all the fun it will brings. I want it so very hot like the dirty scenes in the movie from nine and half weeks.

I want sex in rainy alley or spoon feed sensual foods draped on the kitchen floor. maybe I need a summer affair like this movie.

With all this talk it will be a Happy Hump Day


oxox

Monday, November 28, 2011

Dear Diary..

It's funny to talk with a friend on a late night call. One minute your talking about something then a mix of sexuality pops up. It's pretty hot to go from talking about your day to talking about being bent over his bed. The thought of it still makes my panties wet.

I went to a bar for drinks over the weekend. I ran into a guy, I had sex with in college. The funny thing is I ran into him in front of same men's bathroom we had sex. All I could think to say was "funny running in to you here"  I must have been pretty drunk that night I don't recall him being that short.   I guess it was hard to tell if your bent over a sink.


Nothing like going home for the Thanksgiving Holidays

oxox