With our first KK Clitoratti – our girls only sex party – a huge success, we are sharing the experience of Kitten K, and her best girls night ever!
The time had to choose my second party. I excitedly scrolled through the flyers advertising cabaret, hedonism, singles and there it was ‘Clitoratti’ kittens only! Clitoratti the flyer said it all. A promise of Clits and Glitz, Glamour, and Tits! My pussy was twitching at the thought.
The idea of a girls-only party had been raised on our kittens only KIK chat. We were all saying how nice it would be to all meet up and someone suggested a Kittens only party. The good old admin kittens said they would ask the powers above, and voila, here it was, a kittens only party! I hadn’t been on the chats for a while and quickly contacted a fellow Kitten who said she was attending but there were only a few tickets left. It felt like Charlie and the golden ticket!! I must have had Charlie’s luck because I nabbed one of the last few tickets.
As I write my experience I’m going to try and answer as many questions as I can that girls have been asking me. The first is getting dressed! It was strangely easy picking out a dress and getting ready. So many of the other girls at the
party said the same too. Of course, I wanted to look nice and have nice underwear on but I didn’t feel any pressure. It was quite liberating in a sense that even though I felt I looked nice, I was actually just going as myself. I was going as just a girl and not the vixen or bombshell I feel I sometimes have to be.
So I set out all curious and nervous on my own. If I was going to explore this I was going to do it alone. No Tom, no
wingman and no backup just me the little kitten! The address led me to a nondescript door at the end of a dead end road. There were a few kittens gathered outside and greeted me as I arrived. We rang the buzzer and were let in. Up a flight of stairs and we were greeted by two kittens who reminded us to put on our masks and took our coats. We all giggled as we put our masks on and were instantly filled with the excitement of being anonymous. I walked into the beautiful and open plan lounge. There were two sofas, a coffee table, a pool table and bar/ kitchen area.
The first thing that struck me was that there wasn’t a man in sight. No bouncers, no male security, just girls! Girls at the bar, girls at the door, girls attending the cloakroom, just girls.
It was just like a house party. The girls stood in little groups just laughing and chatting. It was so relaxed and even though I had gone alone I felt completely at ease. Like this was a room full of my friends and I just had to make my way around and say hi to everyone. I started chatting to a group of girls who were all curiously wondering how this party was all going to kick off. Were we all just going to stand around talking? Who was going to make the first move? It made me think of the kitten rules. Only kittens can approach and here we were all just standing around talking. At KK parties the woman are the hunters. They stand, some with their Toms and look and discuss. Then they go forth and pick the delights they have set their eyes on, then bring them back for their Toms to share. Yet here we were both hunters and the hunted. Everyone too at ease and quite content to just chat.
On cue, a kitten announced that upstairs was a tantric massage demonstration and also a photographer had set up if anyone wanted some photos taken. We all went upstairs. There were 3 rooms. One was set up for the photographer, the other had a double bed and the last had 2 double beds and a sofa. This is where the masseuse had set up. The lights were dimmed and a lamp turned on so we could see and the massage started. The masseuse undressed and positioned herself over the naked body lying in front of her. She started on all fours with her head down so the tip of her hair was on the woman’s shoulders. She swayed her head from side to side up and down stroking the woman’s skin with her hair. I could feel my hair stand on end as I imagined the feathery strokes. She then started caressing the woman’s body with her hands, first barely touching then cupping with both hands and her breasts. I could feel myself getting aroused listening to the woman’s deep breaths. Every so often her hands moved closer to her groin. I felt myself parting my own legs anticipating the touch. It was beautiful and very erotic to watch. As she finished the room had begun to empty and I too walked out into the landing.
I could see straight into the other bedroom with the double bed. On the bed were 6 naked bodies all interlocked. The woman closest to me was on her back with her hands on the bottom of the girl who was sitting on her face. She was swaying her pelvis ever so gently on the woman’s face and she was doing the same laying on her back to the woman licking her out too. I stood mesmerized trying to make out what was going on and who was pleasuring who. The sound of ecstasy and the moans and groans was giving me a tugging feeling between my legs. I felt the familiar moistness in my knickers. How do I find myself a playmate? What if I get rejected? No means no! I would be so embarrassed. I don’t have the nerve but I want to experience this so bad!
I went back to the other room and lay on the bed. A very nervous, quiet and stunningly attractive woman started talking to me. She asked what I thought about the massage then said she had never been with a woman but was very curious. She said that she couldn’t imagine herself going full on between someone’s legs but just wanted to touch a woman’s body. I told her to go ahead and she gently started just stroking my bare legs. One of the girls I met outside joined us on the bed. She too started talking to us and started stroking my arm. Two hands on me was invitation enough! I sat up and pulled my dress up over my head, one of them slid my knickers off and started rubbing my wetness.
I had only had a short experience with a woman before and this was still unexplored territory for me. I arched my back as her strokes got firmer and thrust out my hips. She moved so swiftly and I felt her hot mouth on my clit. Her tongue darted in and out of her mouth flicking my clit. I felt her expert fingers go deep inside me. Her mouth never left me as her fingers worked their magic. The thought of what was happening to me, coupled with the intense feeling of what she was doing gave me a feeling of shear euphoria. A loud moan escaped my lips as my body shuddered and convulsed to eventual stillness. I stroked the head between my legs and she looked up and said, “ hi my names R.” “ pleased to meet you R and thank you that was incredible. Now let me see if I can repay the compliment.” Was all I said before I attempted to see if my tongue could do the same. It was amazing to hear her moan and wriggle around under me. I knew I’d been successful when she cried out and her body shuddered under me. We looked up to see two girls scissoring passionately on the bed next to us. There was a full window next to the bed looking down onto the pool table in the lounge. As I got up I looked down to see a girl spread eagle on the pool table, back arched with a girl lying between her legs. Others were starting to join in. Downstairs some were congregating around the bar again, some naked and some in underwear. Everyone was chatting and making new introductions.
It was a completely new and liberating experience. I really enjoyed it. Some girls said that although they like being with girls they do prefer men to be involved and others said they preferred it without the men. I’ve got to say that it was like the best ever girls night I have ever had. Getting dressed up, champagne, girly banter, no harassment and still having satisfying sex. The perfect girls night out!
Hello, I am Kitten T the Editor of #itsakittensworld, passionate about sexual liberation and anything which encourages female sexual empowerment. I Love horses! You can follow me on Twitter for my latest views on the world of KK