Having a dinner party can be so much fun, especially when I get delayed in the kitchen.

One night when I was hosting one of my special dinner parties for selected guests I was tempted beyond belief and the end result was a truly orgasmic experience.

We had all enjoyed the wonderful food and the wine had been flowing a plenty. when it came time to serve the desert, a special request of one of the guests, Creamed Rice & Jam, I was uncertain that it would even make it to the bowl.

The chosen pudding had been left to cool whilst we were savoring our main course of fillet steak, fresh roasted vegetables and chunky chips, again it had been a request of one the guest that the pudding be served at just below room temperature, perhaps they knew that if it was at this temperature I might experiment. And experiment I did.

There is nothing more satisfying when you know that some one is watching you and that food looks so appealing all over your body is about to be served. Through the kitchen hatch I could see my guests sat around the table, totally oblivious to what I was doing, cheekily I chuckled to myself. I wondered what they would do if I suddenly started pouring the rice all over my body, a feeling of naughtiness shot through my body, would they spot what I was doing, a few being WAM lovers I knew would get a heightened sense of welcome to the dinner party, but there was a couple whom I was a little uncertain of how they would react.

Being outwardly open and a sensual woman, I could not resist the inner self temptation of the soft creamy rice all over my body and I just wanted to feel what it would be like, so I took my ladle and poured a little over my arm.

Oh I seemed to have spilled some Said I enjoying the sensation as the creamed rice slid down my forearm and splattered to the floor.

The conversation in the dining room meant that no one heard me, so being a little more daring I poured yet another ladle. My body tingled all over, partly because no one knew what I was doing as they were all engrossed in their conversation, but also because I knew that I was going to take this a lot further

Was I concerned about my sequined dress I had bought in Paris some months before, No, was I even considering the purple lace lingerie I was wearing, Yes, I just wanted to feel the rice pudding filling my panties and teasing my breasts, the very thought made my clitoris tingle.

With no second chance and without considering my guests I lifted the pot of rice pudding and began to pour it slowly over my head. It was at this point that from the dimly lit dinning room heads began to turn and conversation stopped as my guests watched as I slowly engulfed my face in the rich creamy rice.

I knew now that there was no point in saying anything, or even looking at my guests, I was enjoying the feeling too much and the splatter of the thick rice upon the floor meant I could not hear what people had to say, slowly I sank to the floor. The shuffle of chairs meant I knew I was going to have an audience, which added to the excitement.

Lying on the floor, the sense of eyes peering over the hatch counter was doubly exciting I could not believe the thrill it gave me. As I began to slowly explore with my hands I could feel the rice pudding trapped between dress and lingerie.

Ohhh how I could feel it touch every part of my body and the lumps of the rice as I caressed my hand over the sensitive parts of my body which were building the feeling of sexual tension, it was immense.

My nipples were firm and erect and being encased in lace every movement was such a delight, the coarseness of the lace was almost massaging my nipples, which I do confess I love to be played with when making love.

The juices of the rice pudding through my stockings were edging there way towards my now very sensitive crotch, I could feel little pieces of rice pudding tumbling there way down between my inner thigh and throbbing clitoris, it felt like hands wandering all over me Oh the thought of hands covering my body whilst covered in rice pudding, exploring my every inch of skin, rubbing the most soft sensitive parts, my mind was in overdrive and I could not stop it.

Suddenly then I had a huge temptation to break free of my expensive dress, I wanted to feel the warm air of the kitchen up on skin covered in rice pudding, I could not wait and with a large tug upon my dress it tore straight down the middle, revealing my covered breasts and lingerie, the sense of freedom was over powering and as I lay down again I could feel the rice trapped between the buttocks of the soaking rice pudding filled panties.

My guest whom I have to say had remained very quiet were obviously enjoying the show. The kitchen door opened and I refused to open my eyes to see who had entered.

Caressing my body I felt the sensation of people close and then it happened, first one then another tongue licking my body, my guests had decided they were not going to be deprived out of their pudding, they were all going to partake and eat it of me, the women included.

Now this sent my sensations all over the place, keeping my eyes firmly shut so not to spoil the feeling of not knowing where the sensual tongues were going to lick next I laid back and let everyone enjoy.

Arching my back as a rogue tongue licked up my thigh from my stocking top to the edge of my panties sent me wild, I was becoming more and more excited as each moment went by. Then I felt the cold sticky substance of jam fall upon my breasts, mixing it in with the rice was adding now to the thrill of this exciting dinner party

My clitoris was throbbing so much and was swollen with excitement that I was sure it was to burst out, of my now wet and I DONT MEAN from rice pudding panties.

But as soon as the tongues had started they stopped, with eyes shut firmly tight, I could feel that once again I was alone, although knew that eyes were watching from a far.

Once again I began caressing myself, which after the entire licking I had received was very different and yet seemed eve more sensual

My mind was now thinking of a woman peeling down my panties and beginning to lick my erect clitoris Oh god how I wanted to touch my self..

The feeling of arousal and temptation was too great I had to have an orgasm, with the vision in my head of a woman licking me and men stood around me watching and playing with their hard erect cocks I began to tease my sensitive clitoris.

First the out side of my swollen lips then gently entering my finger, just so I could feel the pleasure of a finger entering me then pulling out, another favorite sensual touch I like to feel.

My ever-increasing orgasm was building and I knew that before long the blood would be pumping around my body as that feeling of release was going to explode. Quicker and quicker I used my fingers, building all the time the sensations that now ran about my body like wild horses, with a little touch of my so erect nipple I exploded into a huge orgasm with the thought of hot male come spurting all over my rice covered body and as the woman between my legs sucked my clitoris..

If only it had been real and not a fantasy of my mind, but the sensation of rice pudding and jam was unbelievable and that was real .