The Good Little Bad Girls Club Forum What's your flavor? Challenge

What's your Flavor? (or the What do you taste like? challenge)

Ladies what flavor are you? What do you taste like? Honey? Chocolate? Sweat? Fresh Dew on the Grass? Heaven? Last nights Chinese food? or maybe like M&Ms? KY jelly? your Herbal Essence Bodywash? Grapes? Cinnamon Sticks? Your ex-girlfriend?

Write it! Form is open- write whatever comes to mind...or mouth as it maybe!

Magnolia blossoms and vodka

Raspberries and morning rain! ::biggrin::

WOMAN COCKTAIL

Sunday morning 8am. The sun is bright and I am in my best sundress. It's pink with little white flowers. I pair it with 2 inch heels. I recall my mothers words "not to tall dear, you dont want to appear promiscuous." I pull my curls into a loose bun and clasp the hook on my grandmothers pearls. My husband walks by and whispers "mmm..honey you smell good". I imagine I must taste like the first honeysuckle blossom of the summer. Pure and light. So sweet you often wonder if anyone can handle such amunts of sugar.

Tuesday evening 7pm. I sit in the hot sun on metal bleachers. My daughter is up at bat. "BRING EM IN SISSY!" I yell as she smashes another ball down third base. HOMERUN, and the crowd goes wild!!!! My daughter just brought the Cardinals to yet another victory. It was my night to bring snacks. Homemade chocolate chip cookies and lemonade all around. I hear amongst the young voices "Sidney, your mom brings the best snacks!" I must be beaming for everyone to see at this point. A bit of the melted chocolate chips run down my hand. I lick it away and with puckered lips I realized not only did I get a lick of chocolate but also the sunscreen I so diligently applied to everyone 30 minutes before we arrived at the ballpark. A brief taste of OFF bug repellent also stung my tongue. I took a drink of lemonade and all was washed away. Aww, this is definitely what a proud mother must taste like.

Saturday night 11pm. "What, I can't hear you!" I scream at Dawn. The loud bar is never a great place to converse. "They're a great band I said!" she yells back. A nod from me is all she needed and we were back on the dance floor. Shaking our asses until 2am to much loved songs as JESSIE'S GIRL and KISS ME DEADLY. After a few rounds we decide its time to call it a night, afterall, we have church in the morning!
I arrive home around 2 am and crawl in bed with my husband. He rolls over and kisses my neck. He continues a path down to my breasts and moves on until he lingers at my clitoris. Suckling like a newborn kitten. A flash of the night comes to my mind and I say "Baby, let me go shower. Im sure I taste like a bar". The sweetness of 4 rattlesnake shots, the bitterness of 3 crown and cokes, sweat, menthol cigarettes and now p***y juice. "Yummy" he continues to lick "I love it when you taste like a w***e".

Jaime Luthe

I hope this is what you were wanting sweety!
PEACE n INK

Jamie! I love it! I love it! I LOVE IT!

Sour rain, think on your tongue sweet and sour, but still oh so pure.

Me? What do I taste like?
I know there's desire
If you�re in a position to taste
but wait
of course there�s more
I taste hot and sticky
like me
but p***y
certainly unique
I�ve been told I�m sweet
But don't they always say that?
I know I'm good
'cuz actions speak louder than words!

My entry Cotton Candy

Hmm, what do I taste like?
I'd have to say raspberries and tropical flowers!!

Sea salt, strawberries and intrigue at various different intervals.

Rasberry Vanilla!

::drool::

the boy i'm f*****g
says i taste musky
warm like good scotch

but i say i taste
like dried compost
a mix of all those good carrots
my mom told me i should eat
and of all things recycled
i am nothing original.

Taste of Me

I am the salted flower that kisses the dawn,
I am sweet summer rain, a relief when it's warm
I taste of sultry nights and silken sheets,
sherbet spilt on salty skin,
sunshine after a morning swim.

I am permeated with the scent of me,
delightful, delicious, I'm sure you'd agree.
Taste me on the wind, familiar and warm
a scent that is all delightful charm.

I do not cloy but I do subtly linger
to haunt your memory throughout the long day
'til night comes and you find that you want to stay
and taste of me, that elusive flavour of my mystery.

An old boyfriend of mine used to tell me I smelled like Rain and tasted like georgia peaches in sweet syrup, I never tasted myself so I guess I will have to take his word for it, at least for now........( Evil Grin )

What I Taste Like

I taste like watermelon sherbet. I�m smooth and creamy, and I taste delicious on a hot, summer day. I feel great as I go down your throat. After which, you lick your sexy lips with your luscious tongue. Don�t eat me too fast. (You have all the time in the world.) Be sure to devour every piece of me, because you�ll be regretful if you don�t! After you finish eating me up, the taste lingers in your mouth. Just sit back, relax, and reminisce about the treat that you recently had. ::biggrin::