Kiss & Tell: Glasgow Hotel (Bob Wig)

As regular readers know by now, I do enjoy making good use of a hotel room. There's something about being away from home that enhances my dirty mind. Throw in a bit of dress up and you have a recipe for a perfect dirty weekend. 

Last week I found myself in Glasgow. After the failed attempt at a photoshoot in Cardiff, I made sure to pack the stockings and suspenders and my newest pair of slutty shoes. Instead of the pink wig, I chose a new red/brunette bob that I recently bought for a forthcoming cosplay. This seemed like the perfect time to give it a test drive. 

My personality can instantly change as soon as I alter my hair. I never know who I'll be until the transformation is complete. Sometimes I'm a brat, sometimes a domme. 

On this occasion, I came over all posh and classy. It was the earrings that did it. This character was in search of a nice bit of rough, but the thought both aroused and scared her. 

I had arranged to meet Gareth downstairs in the bar. When I walked in he didn't recognise me at first. I walked over to his table and sat down opposite. I leant over and whispered in his ear. 

"My boyfriend can't get it up. I need a real man to give me what I deserve."

He smiled, stood up and invited me to his room. His jeans struggled to contain his excitement. 

In the room, I acted all shy and coy. Gareth took control and immediately removed my top and heels. He took the photos that you see before you, telling me that he wanted them as a souvenir. 

Then he lay me on the bed and went down on me. With his head buried between my thighs and his tongue expertly darting around, it was only a matter of minutes before I came. I screamed and laughed so loudly that the person in the next room banged on the wall. 

I was soaking and Gareth was rock hard. He spread my legs and grabbed a stiletto heel in each hand, wasting no time in filling me up with slow, hard thrusts of his cock. 

Soon he flipped me over and got me on all fours. Fucking me hard, but with no hair to grab as usual, he put his hand firmly around my neck and went to town on me doggy style. 

"Do you like that?" he growled into my ear. 

"Harder!" I screamed. 

Grabbing my waist, he increased the strength of his thrusts. He was so rough that he forced me face down ino the pillow. But he didn't stop and as my muffled screams filled the hotel, he exploded inside me with a satisfied grunt. 

I think I got what I deserved 😉