I went to go pick up some important papers from my friends work place about a week ago and got caught in the elevator with a mischievious looking handsome man.  I was supposed to get off on th 14th floor but after a few quick darting glances between me and him I got off on the 6th floor which was his floor.  As soon as I exited the elevator, I sensed that he knew I was following him.  He turned around suddenly flashing his wedding ring and shaking his head.  I giggled and kept his gaze for I knew he was tingling as much as I.  The hallway was fairly quiet.  There was someone at the opposite end by the waterfountain.  This tall man and I kept eye contact.  His eyes suddenly darted back to where the water fountain was. 
"What's back there?"  I asked.

I had never been to a sex club before, but had always
wanted to go. I'd been talking about them with this
guy online at work. The more we talked about it and
thought about it the more I was dying to try it, but I
knew my boyfriend would never go for it. All of these
images of a room full of people fucking around me were
filling my head to the point that I couldn’t
concentrate enough to get any work done. Finally I
just decide fuck it!  I’m going to do it! You only
live once, and my boyfriend has been acting like an
asshole lately anyways – so fuck it!

I tell the guy online that I'll do it – if he goes
with me. He agrees and a few days later he sends you
an address and a time to meet him….

On the day I'm supposed to meet him I can feel my
heart beating faster, out of fear and out of
anticipation. I know I'm going to be fucked by a lot
of different men tonight and that makes me so fucking
horny!! I catch my thoughts drifting off to pictures
of hard cocks in my mouth, and hands on my tits, and
sounds of other women getting fucked and I force
yourself to stop and concentrate on my work before I
soak my pants completely!

After work I run home and shower, shaving my pussy
clean and covering my body in lotions and perfume
before slipping on a sexy black dress that shows off
my tits and legs – naked underneath.

I show up at the address the guy gave you and wait. A
few minutes later a very sexy guy wearing a hot button
down shirt and a pair of jeans walks around the
corner. He walks right up to me and grabs me tightly,
pulling me to him quickly and pressing his lips hard
against mine, sliding his fingers lightly up my thigh.
The complete shock of it startled and excited me. He
was letting me know that he was in charge tonight and
I was to be his plaything! I felt my pussy flood with
wetness.

He grabbed my hand and lead me into the door. We went
up to the 3rd floor and down a long dark corridor to a
door at the very end. It was kind of seedy, but raw
and sexy at the same time. He knocked and a minute
later we were let in. A huge bouncer greeted us. He
just looked me up and down, pausing on my tits, smiled
at me and said, “men this way, women that way”.  I
walked down the hallway he pointed for me to go and
into a room where other women were taking off their
clothes and putting them into bags that had been
supplied. A few of them looked over and smiled as I
came in before going back to their conversation. They
all looked like something out of Playboy. Beautiful!
Sexy! Incredible bodies! The thought of these women
being fucked by the bouncer or the guy I came with
just turned me on even more!

I took off my clothes and put them in a bag. I made my
way, hesitantly, out of the changing room through the
same door the other women had used. There were some
curtains that I pushed my way through to find myself
in a room that was completely dark. I couldn’t see
your hand that was literally right in front of your
face. Music was playing, loudly, but not so loudly
that I couldn’t already hear a few soft moans coming
from different parts of the room. I stood there for a
moment, frozen, not sure of what to do, when I felt a
hand grab my wrist and pull me close. “Is this what
you imagined?” I recognized his voice as the guy from
online. I just smiled. I could feel his naked body
pressing up against mine, his cock rubbing my thigh.
He lead me to a corner of the room that had a padded
bench to sit on. He sat behind me and told me to lean
back against his chest and spread my legs. I did as he
told me and I felt him slide his hands around my body
and grab my tits tightly. I closed my eyes as he moved
his hand down between my legs and let him move his
fingertips up and down my pussy, brushing my clit as
they passed by. I let out a shudder as he began to rub
me deeper and faster, slipping just the tips of his
fingers inside me as he slid them along my lips.

I could feel the energy of the room start to build as
more and more people filled it. I could feel a couple
come and sit next to us. I could feel her long curly
hair brush against my thigh as she gave him a blowjob,
making him moan. I found myself getting lost in the
hypnotic rhythm of the music and the sex. I found the
boundaries slipping away as I realized that my hand
had drifted over to the woman’s head, laying on top as
it bobbed up and down and her hand was on my thigh,
gripping me tighter as the intensity of her cock
sucking increased.

By now his hand was completely inside of me, fucking
me quickly and deeply. I could feel my body writhing
to his rhythm, pressing back against his stiff
erection. He was grabbing my hair now and biting down
hard on my neck and shoulder. I reached behind me and
took his cock in my hand. A woman’s head suddenly was
between my legs and before I could say anything she
had pushed his hand away and was running her tongue up
my pussy. I gasped and arched my back as she sent a
shockwave of sensation through my body from my pussy
out. He just gripped my hair tighter and she kept
licking me, making me gush with pleasure.

After another minute of this she pulled me down on the
floor and made me sit on her face as she laid on her
back. The guy followed us down and took the back of my
jaw in both his hands and pulled my mouth to his
beautiful, thick cock. I took him in as she continued
eating my pussy. It felt so fucking good I could feel
myself dripping onto her face and she loved it! I
wondered if it was one of the sexy women I had seen in
the changing room. I started grinding my pussy against
her lips harder, moving over her tongue as I rocked
back and forth taking his cock in and out of my mouth.


By now the room was full of bodies. I could feel hands
on my arms, my legs, my thighs, my ass, fingers would
squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples. I couldn’t tell
when it was a man or a woman running their hand up my
ass and playing with my anus, I didn’t care. The room
was full of the sound of moans and groans bodies
thumping against walls and the floor and each other. I
felt a cock slide into me as the woman kept licking my
clit. I almost came from the surprise of it. I heard
the guy I was blowing say to the guy fucking me, “Fuck
her hard. She likes it that way.” This did make me cum
and I stated holding onto his cock with both hands,
squeezing his balls and I sucked him off as hard and
as fast as I could. The guy fucking me pushed deeper
inside of me, filling me completely. He was much
bigger than what I was used to and it hurt at first
but that only made me want to fuck him more! He
pounded away on me for what seemed like forever before
he pulled out and pushed me aside so he could cum in
the lady’s mouth. My guy pulled me on top of him as he
laid down and I began riding his cock, up and down,
moving my hips around in circles. I had my hands on
his chest and could hear him moaning from the
tightness of my pussy. The fist of a wave of orgasms
rolled through my body and I leaned down across his
chest as he continued to pump his cock up into me. I
felt another pair of hands on my back and a second
later a cock being pressed into my asshole. “Oh yes!
Yes!” I heard myself say “Oh God, just fuck me!!” I
was being fucked by two men and the same time and my
lips were locked onto another woman’s feeling so warm
and smooth against my own. I had to grab onto her to
keep from falling over as the guy thrust his cock deep
into my ass, making me scream as loud as I could! I
couldn’t feel anything anymore, I was just fucking! I
felt myself orgasm again and again until I realized I
was being lifted up and laid out on the ground. I
could feel female hands holding my wrists and ankles
down so I couldn’t move and then I felt a spray of
warm cum shoot into my face. Then another on my belly
and more on my leg. A circle of men were all standing
around me in a circle cumming all over my body. I
opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue as
another shower of hot cum filled my mouth, I spit it
out and let it drip down my chin.

I had never felt so sexually exhausted in my life. I
laid there for a moment, listening to the last few
couples finish up their fucking, before dragging
myself up and over to where the women’s changing room
was. No one was in there when I stepped in. I was
shocked at the image I saw in the mirror. My entire
body was covered in cum. Streaks of it running down my
tits, over my belly, between my legs, down my thighs.
Just looking at it made me horny again. I quickly
showered it off and pulled on my dress. I was starting
to come back to reality again. I walked out of the
changing room and to the lobby where I couldn’t help
but grin as I walked up to the online guy, who was
grinning right back at me. He took my hand and walked
with me get a taxi. Just before I got in, he pulled my
lips to his again and slid his hand inside my dress,
squeezing my breast and then closing the door behind
me as I rode off towards the Manhattan skyline…


By: SNOW

HI Everyone!  It's Sahara, want to introduce you all to my friend SNOW.  Snow will be co-writing on this site with me for a spell. 
 
ENJOY and write your comments below for Snow to read... if you can still move your hands:)


I was talking to a girl last night about our sexual
fantasies. She told me about a fantasy she has of
being at a bar,
wearing a thin black skirt with no underwear
underneath. Then a guy comes up behind her when she's
getting a drink from the bar and presses up against
her. She can feel his hard on against her ass. She
doesn't turn around or say anything, but she can smell
his cologne and it reminds her of her boss at work
that she has wanted to fuck so badly for the last
year. Then she feels him put his hand on her hip as he
leans in and whispers, "You look like a slut that
could use a good fucking". This gets her wet, but she
doesn't say anything or look at him. He then slides
his hand down her leg to her thigh and starts to reach
up under her skirt. She tries to push his hand away,
but his aggressiveness turns her on even more. He
grabs her wrist tightly and whispers, "I know you
aren't wearing anything under that skirt, and your
pussy is dripping wet. Put your hands on the bar and
don't > move." She does. He reaches around and slides
his hand up her thigh and runs his fingers over her
pussy making her shudder. The bar is really crowded
and noone seems to notice them. She notices a mirror
infront of them behind the bar and can only see his
eyes watching her in the mirror as he continues to rub
her clit and then slip his wet fingers into her
causing her to shudder again and hold on tightly to
the bar. She reaches behind her and starts rubbing his
cock through his pants. It feels huge and hard in her
hand. Now she is so horny that she doesn't care about
anything but feeling that big cock inside of her. Then
suddenly the guy grabs her wrist and starts pulling
her through the crowd to the back of the bar. He opens
a door that leads down some stairs to a basement
supply room that is dimly lit. "Take off your
clothes", he tells her. She hesitates for a moment.
"Take. Off. Your. Clothes." His tone is hard. After a
moment she starts to unbutton her shirt, then takes
off her > bra exposing her breasts. He just watches
her. Then she slips off her skirt and reaches down for
her shoes. "Leave the shoes on". She stands up,
completely naked feeling totally vulnerable. "Turn
around". She does. "Bend over and put your hands on
the wall...now spread your legs." She can't see him
and doesn't know what he is going to do to her next.
This excites her and it feels like her pussy is going
to start dripping on the floor it is so wet. She hears
him walk up behind her and unzip his pants. His hands
slide up the side of her ass and then up her back to
her hair which he grabs roughly in his fist, making
her gasp. The shaft of his cock is pressing against
her ass. He slides his arm around her waist and takes
her tit in his hand, leaning over her and whispering
in her ear, "You are one horny little slut. My cock is
going to feel good filling that wet pussy of yours"
and without warning he slides his whole cock all the
way into her making her moan. It is big and thick and
it > hurts as it slides in but it feels so fucking
good that she doesn't want him to stop. "Oh my God!
Fuck me!" she moans. He starts pumping her faster and
harder still holding her hair. She reaches down
between her legs and starts frantically rubbing her
clit, trying not to moan too loudly, but it feels so
fucking good! Then she hears the door open and someone
coming down the steps. She feels a rush of panic and
reaches back to push him off of her. He yanks her hair
and just starts fucking her harder making her yelp
with pain. The footsteps stop and she can barely see a
young busboy standning in the shadows watching them.
"Do you like her?" the man asks him. "Do you want to
fuck her? She's got a nice tight pussy. Come over and
see for yourself." The guy doesn't move. "Come on".
Slowly the guy walks over to them. The man reaches
around her and pulls her up, still inside of her. "Put
your hands on her tits". Slowly he does. "Now suck
them". After a moment the guy leans down and takes her
> nipple in his mouth. She is completely lost now and
doesn't care what they do to her. The man presses her
body up against the guy's and says, "Look him in the
eye and tell him you are a slut and you want to suck
his dick". She looks at him and hears herself saying
it and reaching for his pants to take out his cock.
Then she feels the man pushing her over and she takes
his half-hard cock in her mouth and starts sucking on
the head and then taking it in her mouth. The three of
them suck and fuck and she's completely lost in a
sexual frenzy - she can feel her body shudder from
time to time from orgasms, but she feels like she's
detached from her body, like it's happening to someone
else. Then she feels the man pulling out of her and a
warm spray of cum on her back. She doesn't stop
sucking off the guy and a minute later he is shooting
his cum deep in her mouth. For a moment they all just
stand there catching their breath. Then she hears the
man zip up his pants, walk to the stairs and >
dissapear into the dark. The guy looks at her for a
moment, then gets dressed and leaves her naked on the
floor in her heels...

WRITTEN BY:  SNOW

The scent of red wine engulfed the dimly lit room as my older friend Kiren and I lay on Danny's Bed staring at the ceiling talking.  It was so good to see her again.  I had been living in NYC and she in New Orleans.  It was the day before Christmas Eve.  She had a light tickling voice that occasionally jabbed like a knife and made me laugh.  I always thought of her like a big sister.  She was blond like me and had sparkley blue eyes that seemed to always have some sort of mischeif behind them.  We were talking for about an hour and she was drunkenly playing with my hair and asking me to come back and stay for a while.  But NYC is my home now and I can't move back anytime soon.  At that moment, her husband burst drunk into the room with a bit of jealousy in his voice asking what we were up to. 
   "I promise I'm not kissing her again"  I joked making light of a previous fight that happened about 6 years ago when I had actually kissed her while they were only dating.  He was furious at the time.
   "Right" He seemed to not trust us...
   He hopped onto the bed between us to chat.  "So what are your girls talking about then?"  He said with suspicion.
   "Jay, I was asking her if she'd come back to New Orleans, Jesus!" huffed Kirsten.
   "So, no kissing?"
   "No, GOD!"
   "Well I guess I should leave"  he huffed starting to get up.
   They continued to fight as I lay there next to them.  Jay looked a bit like he could be Will Smith's cousin.  We were all laying on our backs.  It was only when I rolled to face him and draped my leg over his thighs did the argument die down a bit.  I felt myself tingle all over and then between my legs.  I was wearing my favorite purple suede short skirt (it was too tight, but too nice not to wear)...with my favorite lacey thong... which was now very warm.
   Kiren noticed this and played along.  She was still yelling at him, but knew he was had.  She had a bit of laughter in her voice.
   I ran my hand over his chest lightly and giggled.
   "THATS NOT FAIR!"  he shouted.
   "Shhhhh!" we shushed him being there was a party in the other room.
   "But it's not fair--"  Kiren shushed him with a kiss...I ran my hand downwards and could feel him as hard as a rock.  He was massive.  I felt my whole body spasm at the thought of having it in me.  I squeezed him and he moaned into Kirens mouth.  I unzipped his slacks and found a huge thick cock.  I feathered my hands over it and he jumped and moaned in excrutiating pleasure.  I flicked my tongue around the head the tasted him.  He petted my hair.  I teased him like this for a couple minutes until he was as I say, "juicing".  He tasted sweet.  I wrapped my mouth around him and began massaging his cock with my mouth.
   Kiren was facing me and had taken off her panties under her knee length tweed skirt to straddle his face.  I could hear him hungrily lapping his wife's little cunny under the tweed.
   I pushed his cock gently into my throat alternating sucking the head and then deep down my throat.  It was delicious, but now my pussy had an overwhelming hunger and needed to eat.  As I sat up to take off my panties.  Kiren grabbed my face and kissed me hungrily.  I abandoned Jays cock to stand and let her lick under my skirt.  She brought me close to orgasm in a short matter of seconds and I had to stop her laughing about it.  We both burst out laughing. 
   Jay, from his wife's cunny, shouted, "WHAT?"  He seemed like he thought we were making fun of him again for being paranoid.  I looked Kiren straight in the eye and slid my slick pussy over his massive girth.  Oh It felt so good to be filled like that.  Jay shut up.  Kiren stared me calmly in the eye as if extasy was taking control of her.  She was close as Jay licked her and I slowly rode up and down his pulsing cock.  She leaned over and whispered in my ear that Jay was sterile and if I wanted, he could cum in me.  I leaned over and whispered in her ear that I was on the pill and that made a great combination.  She laughed and took off my shirt and sucked my nipples.  We played with each others breasts all the while Jay lay below us writhing in the world of us.
   Jay and I were in the right rhythm.  Everytime I was about to cum, so was he, and we would pause as I held him deep inside my tightened hole.  I twisted my hips around.  Kiren wanted switch and stood up.  I lay down and kissed Jays mouth tasting Kirens wetness.  He was pumping me fast and quick like he wanted to shoot inside of me.  Kiren pushed me off laughing rolled Jay on his back and spanked him hard.  He yelled into the pillow.  She spanked him 4 more times.  He seemed to be calmer. 
   "my turn" she said in a calmer voice.  She was standing over him so her vagina was above his face but he could not reach it.  I watched in fascination at this couple's routine. 
   "ask nicely" she said calmly
   "PLEASE!" he pleaded.
   "Please WHAT?" she snapped
   "Please may I fuck her again"
   They both looked at me.  I giggled facing away and rearing up to take it doggy style. 
   "Lick me" Kiren said to me. 
   I buried my face under her skirt and Jay patted my quim from behind with his hand.  He gave it a lick and pressed his huge cock inside of me.  I shuddered at the new angle that seemed to shoot directly up my spine.  I wiggled my tongue all over Kiren's lips and then slowly to massage her clitty.
   Jay pumped me slowly. We were like a machine for a few minutes and I could feel Kiren about to cum.  Suddenly a small gush of warm wetness flooded my face.  She was cumming.  Jay pushed me aside and fucked her hard till her orgasm was finished and she could take no more.
   He then rolled me onto my back kissing me and made love to me rubbing my clit with his pubic bone as he pumped and pumped and pumped me.  He was cumming in me and kissing me and moaning my name just as I responded cumming and arching and tightening so hard onto his cock that I didn't know how he could keep pumping me harder and harder.  I was still cumming.  He was still pumping and now harder.  I could hear the slapping and feel my insides massaged as I came again squirting warm clear liquid onto his cock.  It felt so good..
   We stayed in that bedroom and didn't sleep all night, resuming activities after rest. 

   
 

DEAR READERS,

I figdet with my little size 5 black dress in the bathroom.  I hadn't been out in a long time.  I  looked in the mirror an inch away from my nose and actually asked myself outloud "what are you doing?".  I am in an eight year long relationship starting my sophmore year in college and here I was out with a college boy just old enough to drink.   Mrs. Robinson crossed my mind.  I felt guilty.  One reason, for my age. 27. Pathetic.  I hadn't even worn a dress for months because it had been hard times with my current beau and I didn't feel much like doing anything special because of mild mild depression.  So here I am with a hot little dress on.  People tell me i'm sexy, but tonight I felt as dressed up as a clown.  Awkward. 27.  Not really the me that I knew 8 years ago.  I felt suddenly all the life I had left behind.  Why did I feel so old.  old.  I looked at the beginnings of wrinkles on my face.  outside we had been having a good time a moment ago together laughing and giggling like kids in school.  I began to feel like crying.  I didn't cry because of more embarassment of a red puffy face.  I could just leave.  But why?  We're having a good time.  Out there. I laughed instead of crying.  I laughed really hard.  Other women came in to pee and wash their hands and I was finishing my laughing spell that wouldn't let go.  They looked at me oddly...a little self conscious thinking I was probably laughing at them peeing.  It was all so ridiculous and now my little friend outside probably thinks I am taking a load off.  Really nice. Nice and romantic to think about as you eat your steak and salad.  I just decided to stop thinking and walk out with a smile. 

The night went on with laughing and giggling.  Talking playful conversation.  We are both piano players and singers.  crazy amount of common ground.  the talking always patters and escalates very musically and actually sounds like a composition.  it didn't matter, we were just playing like kids and talking shop because we love shop.  I felt like crying again.  I couldn't.  crying wasn't needed.  I laughed more.

dinner was fun.  good food.  lovely time.  I had a glass of pinot grigio to calm myself.  worked great.  he didn't drink any drinky drinks because he had to sing the next day, but tasted mine.  he is really sweet.  i felt like we were a couple of elves speaking a hidden language with english as the medium.  everything was funny to both of us.  bubbly.  we were sober.  just giggly the whole time.  

we walked up broadway from west 4th to 14th street.   we were singing and pushing each other into things.  again. completely sober.  we walked on 14th street to 1st ave past a christmas tree sale and sang a beautiful harmoniful duet and he put his hat down for money.  two girls walked by laughing at us and a famous comedian walked by and scowled.  i thought that was the funniest because he is actually an asshole.  see if I ever laugh with him again.  dummy.  i know, comedians have feelings too...just like us all.  maybe he was on a nervwracking first date.

we came to our parting time.  he looked at me smiling and giggling...hiding some nerves i could tell.  so i hugged him quickly, firmly, warmly, said good night, walked away and didn't turn back...giggling quietly to myself about our humor together.  I turned the corner and ran into my exboyfriend.  he wanted to have a beer.  i glowed right past his words into a no thanks.

I went down the stairs to my train and when the doors opened there was my current boyfriend.  He was depressed about his artwork so I listened and cheered him.  he told me i was beautiful.  i told him i loved him.  i have a lot of love to give.  some people can't catch it all specifically my loving boyfriend, however, i wish it all to be caught.   i've been told that this is wrong.  but why? i'm sure these people don't understand. but everyone wants to be loved.  everyone.  if you can figure out how a person wants to be loved and then add your 50% of love to the mix, isn't that wonderful?  why is it so wrong?  some kids never learned how enjoyable sharing can be...?

what are your thoughts?
XO Sahara

 

Sahara,

After PE all the girls rushed to the locker room to be the first to get showered and to our shortened lunch break.  Today was an especially full shower considering it was a heated mid May and we had just finished running the mile...twice.  Most all the girls were sore and just wanted to shower and leave.  A girl, Cathy, had her locker next to mine.  Cathy was a bit of a freak in that one time during PE I cut my arm on the side of a metal chair and she without thinking a second grabbed my arm and licked the wound.  Kind of freaked me out.  But she was a bit wild at times and often got into girl fights at the school.  Very surprising because she reminded me of the type of girl that you'd see in a sitcom on TV.  Her eyes were brown, skin was tan, and her hair was blonde.  In my best description, she was a lipstick hetero tomboy.  Cute, funny...just a bit freaky when she licked my bloody arm. 

She had just taken off her shirt across the room and was walking to her locker next to mine, I saw her in the mirror as she did this.  She suddenly stopped and looked into the mirror at me right back and smiled.  I caught my eyes and turned them back to my locker quickly.  She walked next to me and began complaining about her sore legs from running the damn mile...twice.  We talked as we dressed, she not acknowledging our mirror exchange once. 

I couldn't forget the site of her emerald green bra on her tanned skin.  I thought about it until I fell asleep that night.  Over the next few days she and I began talking alot.  More than usual.  It seemed like she was trying to comfort me with words and show me that she wasn't just a wild freaky girl. 

My first time was in my parents house.  I was 19.  He was 19.  He and I were laying semi naked on my bed I had laid in since I was 7.  I had pushed up burgandy velvet dress he had been wearing.   He knew my sense of humor and enjoyed teasing me by dressing in my homecoming dress I wore when I was 13.  I lay in my panties rubbing my sensitive nipples on the velvet bodice as he pulled my face to his.  His skin as smooth and olive and as soft as the skin on my legs.  His hair was beautiful, black and gently curly.  He was of Greek descendant and I could still see the resemblance.  We had taken to rubbing our genetals together, but with no penetration.  Just our creamy excitement and thirsty tongues.  I had been slurping his 7 inch lovely olive knob just before he pulled me to lay on top and rub.  I pulled the crotch of my white panties to the side and traced his hot slippery head over my virgin lips and tingling gasps of excitement.  It felt so good.  I began to taste his tongue with my own while gyrating on his shaft.  I felt so hot and wet as I knew I was going to cum seeing him in this silly dress and my virgin body so sensitive.    I gyrated faster and pressed my fat breasts onto his chest.  He was pulling them to his face and flicking my nipples with his tongue  ...then it slipped in...  I felt about 3 inches accidentally slip in and spread my tightness.  We both froze staring into each others eyes expressionless.  He gave another inch into me and then another and then another and then another.  I was taking in his entire cock for the first time.  He was penetrating a pussy for the first time.  I rode slowly feeling the new sensation as he held tightly to my hips and tensed his whole body.  He was breathing so deeply as I and I could see his eyes rolling back as he sucked in gulps of air.  I rode slower as I could feel so much pressure as my pussy tightened even tighter strangling his throbbing and growing cock.  My swollen clit was on fire and I was afraid to touch it to any skin for I would burst at any moment..  He moaned as if it pained him that this was so hot.  I reached under his dress and pinched his left nipple, then his right.  I instinctually twisted my hips in a circular motion and suddenly felt my clit rub his pelvis, I came letting out a silent "mew" as to not wake my parents across the house, but sent about a 1/4 cup of clear virgin liquid shooting onto his cock.  His strong hands lifted my hips suddenly and he came upwards to decorate my burgandy velvet dress with a string of pearls.  I licked them right up.  We practiced our new art several times later that night.