I have been tongue kissed by women before and I was wondering if it was any different but soon I would find that out and many more things when my curi...sity would lead me to new discoveries.There was a gay bar that has been opened for a quite sometime now called hard one...and one day I went in and sat down at the bar and watched the show. I think I came at the wrong night because it was dead. Maybe a few were in there but not what my mind was expecting. I asked the newly hired bartender why is. She got my signal and opened her mouth to swallow the cum. My first spurt missed the target point; she miscalculated the very velocity of my cum; it fell on her forehead instead of mouth. The second and third spurts entered into her mouth. Some liquids were swimming on outer ring of lips. I wanted to taste my own cum so I took a few drops on my fingers and tasted them. It was sweet. It was a lot better than mixed juices-her liquid and my sperm! She smiled and asked me for another fuck slapping. My erect cock sprang free as I perched on the edge of the seat, my thighs wide apart. There was a further rustling and then Carmen was sitting close to me. She must have slipped off her dress in the darkness because I could feel soft, warm skin pressed firmly against mine. I felt a firm hand on my cock and with long, slow strokes she began her expert task. In the mirror, I saw that Steve’s similarly expert hands had now left Alice’s breasts and were on her hips, caressing her sides and buttocks. This was safety. He kissed me hard… forcing his tongue into my mouth, doing a sort of battle with my tongue, and winning. His breath, hot from his nostrils, spilled over my cheek, and I just melted in his arms… Every so often hed open his eyes, to look at the path, but then hed close them right away again. Then he kissed my shoulders and neck, finally nibbling on the bottom of my ear. I want you to do something different for me, Tina, baby, and if you like it, Id like you to do it all the time.