A guest post by Ms Karen Glass. This is the last chapter of her Lunch Date series, for now. You can find all chapters on the Lunch Date page. —————————————————— Sir? … Sir please …” You know immediately what I am going to ask and you are looking forward to denying me. “So soon my precious slut? No, you may not cum yet, slut.” You […]
A guest post by Ms Karen Glass. You can find previous chapters on the Lunch Date page. —————————————————— You slide your boxers down and step out of them. Your cock has been raging to get out of its confines since you saw me walk into the restaurant earlier. I shift on to all fours and lean forward, opening my mouth to receive you. You let out a small moan of pleasure as you revel […]
A guest post by Ms Karen Glass. You can find previous chapters on the Lunch Date page. —————————————————— I am calm and relaxed now, it’s time to start playing. You gently unhook my bra, slide it down my arms and cast it off to one side. You reach around to idly play with my left nipple, your fingers cold from holding the chilled bottle of water, […]
A guest post by Ms Karen Glass. You can find previous chapters on the Lunch Date page. —————————————————— “I brought myself to an orgasm earlier Sir, without your permission. I am sorry.” “And why did you do that slut?” “I am truly sorry Sir. I was just so horny at the thought of spending the day […]
A guest post by Ms Karen Glass. You can find previous chapters on the Lunch Date page. —————————————————— I enter the hotel room, stomach still uneasy at the thought of consequences to come. I cannot worry about that now though as I must get ready for you. I slip off the dress and hang it […]
A guest post by Ms Karen Glass. You can find previous chapter on the Lunch Date page. —————————————————— As I walk into the reception area heads turn to look at me. I sit down near the front doors and wait, as per your instructions. The town car drives up outside and I eagerly walk outside to meet him. The […]
Wrapped in a large bath towel I walk back into the bedroom and notice the wet patch on the bed. You will undoubtedly notice it too, and I hadn’t had your permission to cum. Damn … what to do now …
It’s a while since I’ve had the pleasure of an overnight guest. I miss the masculine things next to my girly products. And now I think I’ll have to write about that New York Nite. Happy 300th Sinful Sunday Molly. I look forward to the next 300, and more.