MYLENE TASTES CREME LIQUER



At a party, with only special sisters present, conversation turns to the liquers being served. All the girls are holding very pretty little glasses of brightly colored liquids. Of course, I do love these and I love to go into liquor stores and see all the different flavors. Creme de menthe, creme de cacao and so on.

One girl, who has a wicked, smiling "drag queen" kind of face with red lips that leer, loudly exclaims that she knows just how they make these cream liquers.

She lifts up her skirt. She is wearing a garterbelt and stockings, but no panties. Although she is not hard, she has no trouble milking herself and spurting several creamy billows into her glass.

She holds up her glass for all to see, and giggles wickedly.

Now I am in a factory that makes Bailey's Irish Creme. I was once gifted with a bottle so I guess that's why the name remained so vivid for me. I am on a tour of the factory, and I see very burly Irish men, sweaty as if working in an ironworks smelter, masturbating. They grunt as they move their hands. They are all very red in the face, and they all have sausage-like penises that are very thick and red.

They don't seem to be doing it into glasses, or bottles, or vats. They are just masturbating.

I ponder my glass of liquer. It's supposed to be some kind of mocha creme liquer, but as I look down, it's more like whiskey that someone has masturbated into. The semen floats in clots, and some of it hands against the side of the glass.

I don't want to drink this.

Instead, I find myself on my knees in front of one of the workers in the factory. I am pouring whiskey on his penis, and sucking on it, and somehow the more I suck, the more I create a froth of bubbles and creme.

So this is how it's done, I think to myself. You don't just have men masturbate into vats or bottles, you have to suck on them, and your saliva reacts with the liquor and makes into a creme liquer.

Long after I wrote this into my dreambook, I kept thinking about it. I could not go into a liquor store without thinking to myself, "Buy the Bailey's Irish Creme. Masturbate into it! Be a pervert and drink your own semen like this. This is just the kind of nasty thing you can't resist doing!"

I wish I could tell you that I actually gave in, or that I had some men do it into a brandy snifter for me so I could drink it down. But somehow the idea of alcohol and semen mixed together never seems quite so exciting when there's actually the chance to act upon it. Perhaps, I am missing something.