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we each swilled three, maybe five, pints of java and booze concoction (a
girl in heat can surely loose count), our legs were noticeably entwined
under the crimson, vinyl booth. I excused myself to go to the bathroom
and she smiled wickedly and nodded. I had just finished peeing when in
walked Lolita. I had just enough time to wipe when she grabbed my hands
and pinned me to the bathroom wall. Her big lips were on mine within seconds.
It felt as if the heat from our melded bodies could have started a bonfire.
Conduct's Coffee Cocktails
a pick-me-up and I needed one fast. I had an extremely late night with
a couple of wild and wooly gay boys, and I'd had a mere hour of beauty
sleep before I was to meet the luscious Lolita at the Astro Room. I ordered
up a Coffee Cocktail and sucked that striped straw like it was a tiny little
penis. Lolita and I had met briefly at a Bad Girls convention a month earlier
and neither of us could forget each other's salacious stories of slutdom.
Lolita, with her shoulder-length red curls, strutted into the dark and
smoky joint, a cigarette between her pouting, clit-sucking lips. She was
clad in blue polka dots. Only a gal like she could pull off polka dots
like that... and how!
in my black lace stockings and barely ass-length dress to match, stood
up to hug her hello. It was a long and lusty hug that made me wish I had
worn a maxi pad from the way I wet my panties with sweet cream. We sat
down and blathered about our deviant desires and when she whispered in
her husky voice "I'm parched lil'darlin''. I suggested she order a Coffee
Cocktail. She agreed, said she trusted me.
we had a girlie day in the little girl's room and I blame it all on the
Coffee Cocktails... but mind you, I'm not complaining!
to Do It, Baby
in a pint glass:
that thang and pour over ice, add straw and suck.
ounces of iced coffee
a half ounces of vanilla Stolichnaya vodka
a half ounces of Kahlua
milk or half and half
you're a freaky vegan like I, then soy milk is great)
and Bottoms Up, Baby!
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Alvarez is a saucy
little sex advice columnist whose column, Mz.
Conduct's House Of Sin appears monthly in SFX
men's magazine. She published a zine called the Gutter Rag for
several years and her erotica flash fiction and poetry have appeared at
Brilliant Smut and Clean
Sheets as well as Girlphoria
and Venus or Vixen? She's written an article on animal abuse for Out
of Bounds magazine, political reviews for Portland's Alliance
newspaper, an art op-ed piece for The Chicago Tribune and Curio
magazine. Mz. Kimi, as she so adoringly is called, is a garden goddess,
weight room enthusiast, martini haker collector, animal rescuer, bad girl
extraordinaire and the mother you were warned about.
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