WARNING: If graphic content and REAL sex offends you *COUGH*COUGH*coward*SNEEZE* , please DO NOT read this - just go crawl under a rock cause thats life.


1998, Minneapolis, MN

Nighttime. Big white mansion. Big nice lawn. A couple of minutes ago, a limousine pulled up dropped a woman off, and drove away. Too dark to see her face. Maybe it was his wife. She ranged the doorbell. Maybe she lost her house key.

She's been hit with a gag order and subpoenaed to his house. This is no ordinary court case. On the flipside. she's the judge tonight. He's the defendant. No attorneys. No jury. No typing bitch. No lawyers. No witnesses. No paparazzi outside. But maybe a photographer hidding in the bushes. Fuck it, if so he'll sue him later. Anyway, he's been found guilty on six counts of infidelity. Tonight will be the seventh. He's lucky for now though. If he was found on more than ten counts, he'd be sentenced to life matrimony to a new spouse of her choosing in another location (maybe Canada) without the possibility of divorce. She lets him off easy this time. He only gets 78 hours body service. But he'll just do 45 minutes of it tonight.

This is not a court of law. For this place is a sanctuary. No outside interferences. What happens here, stays here. All locks have been changed. All doors are locked. Windows are shut tight and blinds are closed. The alarm is set.

Inside this sanctuary-ish mansion. He's a married man. She's a homewrecker. Taboo. Her shift at the Paisley Park ended 30 minutes ago. His wife is miles away in Spain. She'll never find out. Never. This'll be their little secret. He won't tell, she won't tell.

They've made their way from the living room downstairs to the master bedroom upstairs. The lights are deemed. Melodies from his 'Kamasutra' project plays softly. Hmm... didn't he make that for his lovely wife? How naughty.


Manuela Testolini. Mani. His private joy. They kiss and undress. Tonight, he belongs to her. Mind and body. Intimately, his soul belongs to his mate. But she wants that too.

After sucking on her neck and licking nipples, Prince throws Mani on the bed and turns her on her stomach. Prince places himself between her legs, which are left hanging from the edge of the bed. He feels the smoothness and roundness of her buttocks with the palm of his hands. Prince bends down and kisses them all over, makes his way in between them. Prince pauses for a second. There's something on his dirty mind. Mani, looking back at him, grins devilishly. Prince lightly bites his bottom lip with a daring grin as her cinnamon legs part ways. Prince spreads her asscheeks apart with his hands and kisses in the inside.

He is impressed by how the inside of her buttocks doesnt have a foul waste oder. Perhaps when Mani baths, she freshens thoroughly. Rarely, do you beautiful woman whose buttocks doesnt stink. And she shaves there, too. Not one, iddy-biddy piece of hair there. Prince doesn't hold back. He buries his face in between her smooth asscheeks, sticks in his tongue and tongue-whips the inside. His tongue feel the smoothness. Mani bends her legs back in delight - it tickles her. Prince continues as if her skin is candycoated. The sound his lips smacking from his tongue-whips arouses her even more. Prince kisses and licks his way down to her vagina. He playfully licks it. She grabs the bed sheets tightly. He then turns her over on her back for better access to her vagina. With his head between her legs and her legs on his shoulders, Prince teasingly blows into her vagina. Mani's breathes heavily. He continues to blow into her vagina until hes suddenly pecks it with a quick smooch, which makes her body suddenly twitch.

Prince gently inserts his tongue in her vaginal walls. Mani places a finger in her mouth. He tastes her. "Mmmm, chicken" - he thinks to himself. Prince slightly twirls his tongue into Mani's vagina like an oral drill. Mani bites down on her finger and moans. Prince executes a variety of tongue tricks. He flaps it. Twirls it. Flips it. Pokes it. Swirls it around. Her body becomes almost restless in response to unbearable pleasure. Mani fights to get a grip on herself as he orally serves her.
Prince places both his hands on both her legs as restraints. She moans. Prince increases the pace and intensity of his tongues manuvers on her clit. She moans loudly and gasps. She tightens her grip of the bed sheets as she tightly shuts her eyes. Her head turns side to side and up. Both her ankles meet they cross each other.

Her body becomes even more restless. Her moaning and breathing intensifies. She sits right up. Prince doesn't stop for a second. She places a hand on his head, her fingers crawling through his straight hair and massaging his scalp. Thinking she's had enough, Prince gets up, wraps his arms around Mani and picks her up off the bed. His 7 and a half inch shaft makes its way upward in her vagina. The tightness of her vagina satisfies his shaft's long waited need for a grip. She wraps her legs tightly around his waist and her arms around his neck. Prince lifts her up and down in her arms. She gasps and he grunts with each stroke. Prince grinds her back up against a smooth mirrored wall. But not even sweat from passion on her back can keep it from squeaking and slowly down the grinding. So Prince lays her back down on the bed with him on top of her and going to work on her. The top of Mani's head touches bed spread as she pants.

As he feels himself nearing a climax, sudden thoughts race through his mind at the speed of light. He sees visions. He hears overlapping voices...

"T-minus 20 seconds and counting..."
"You're flying aboard Seduction 474"
"Room 319, please...."
"L is for lust"

He's lost in the moment of passion. He can't think straight. Bliss...sugar walls....mindbells...cream...rave...splash....flow...breathe...high...Madrid.

"Arm light on...."
"....please observe the "No Letting Go" sign..."
"This is 4 the women, so beautifully complex"
"Pero antes un mensaje de nuestros auspiciadores...."
"O is for obsession"

Madrid. Spain. She's there. The woman he's married to. He suddenly forgets her name. The most beautiful girl in the world. Her...

"Lets pretend we're married..."
"Switching command 2 internal...."
"Lie down beneath my...."
"...anticipate a few turbulence along the way...."
"V is for the vast way you envelope my soul"

He sees the faces of past interests climaxing. Jill. Apples. Ingrid. Denise. Robin. Electra. Madonna. Kristin. Kim. Sheena. Mica. Kat. Nona. Shelia. Susie. Brenda. Markita. Sonny. Susannah. Wendy. Elisa. Lisa. Rosie. Marva. Mayte. Chaka...?

"Ready. Check. Affirmative."
"Un instant, je vous connecte...."
"We r now making our final approach 2 Satisfaction...."
"Rush over me like an ocean"
"This is 4...and that's 4 U....."

He squints his eyes...he think he see's electromagnetic wavelengths....

10....
Milky way...
9.....
Speakers pounding....
8....
Jackhammer....
7....
Fossit running...
6...
A train toots...
5....
Fireworks.....
4....
Splash, waterfall....
3....
A lion roars....
2....
Rocket blasts off...
1....
Her screams is that of a siren. His mind is cloudy. Feels like its reverting into a vegetable. Everything going...

"Welcome 2 the dawn...satisfaction....space.....cab.....experience....."
"You have just...experience....."
"Thank you...for....flying.....riding.....coming...."

They both collapse and pass out from the rush....
[Edited 3/13/05 18:57pm]

...okay. this whole thing actually worked my brain, and i have a very active imagination so i had visuals of the play-by-play goin in my head as i read all of this.

d00d...that's hawt.

well, I didn't get beyond the 1st paragraph, no thank you oinion juice, I perfer to imagine Prince with other men, yes I'm a nasty FREAK!


Prince's face is much too pretty for eating vaginas!
[Edited 3/13/05 19:40pm]

klhk said:

rewrite it as such in your head.

Handclapsfingasnapz said:

No, his stories suck. Prince and Mani makes me cringe with disgust mostly because I've never found Prince's macho act believable, I feel it is simply an act. Prince is sexier w/ a man! Yes I'm a girl, I can prove it, and I'm also nasty, freakish and drunk most of the time. I can prove that too!
[Edited 3/13/05 19:37pm]

klhk said:

that would explain the proposition the gay guy for phone sex thing..

sosgemini said:

y would u reject me?

That was one pretty cool read, thanks OnionJuice

Thanx for the feedback, yall!

klhk, you know you read the whole story. Dallas chicks always be frontin'. Must be something in the water with y'all. I aint with all that guy-on-guy shit. I bet you're from the Cedar Springs part of town.

klhk said:

Shocking.

OnionJuice said:

Not necessary.

Damn if only there was an actual book with that called "7 Counts of Infidelity" that would be a bestseller

FunkMistress said:

I mean, no offense to those who do like that kinda shit though.

I'd rather not go there...wherever it is that this is goin'??? WHATEVER

solandsky said:

What...?

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OnionJuice said:

No, I read some of the 1st paragragh and scanned through the rest and no I'm not from Cedar Springs. The story just sucks...it needs gaying up....there are a lot of striaght women and queers here you know.

The visuals.

OnionJuice said:

OMG! Dude these two paragraphs are the best out of the whole thing. Man.....Prince must have known what he was DOING! mmmmm! That got me SO HOT you have NO IDEA! Man.....I want some of that....ooooo! If you only KNEW! Just give me 5 minutes! 5 minutes.....it'll be ON UP IN DERE!Mm mm mm! I'm telling you.I am so wet right now it's pitiful! Enough to liquidize a small army, I am not playing one bit. I LOVE this story.....I'm going to have to princt it sooner or later. But it probably will happen.

And OnionJuice.....you are a TALENTED writer. Your imagination is one to be admired and apraised! I give you that.....this was a nice read....I enjoyed myself! All Hale Onion Juice!

[Edited 3/14/05 16:18pm]

Thank you, thank you.

***CELEBRATING ONE MONTH AND A FEW DAYS TO THE DAY THAT I WROTE THIS STORY***

"Sonny..,"


But, dude you forgot the part where Kirky J jumps out the walk-in closet with the camcorder and shreiks "Gotcha!" And this ladies and gentlemen is how Kirk Johnson got the job as drummer in the NPG. Blackmail...

klhk said:

oinionjiuce, next time write a story about Prince and his gay booty adventures with Larry Grahm and L.Londell McMillian.

klhk2booty said:

Why don't you write a story about Prince's gay adventures? Im not into guy-on-guy stuff, but the closet I came to that was on my Un-mancipation thread.

http://www.prince.org/msg/7/137616

OnionJuice said:

I'm not clicking that link!

That was freeking disgusting. Seriously dude, I give you props for wanting to be a creative writer, but your 'story' is in such bad taste. Some of those lines truly grossed me out, and it's so disrespectful to Prince and his bride. You have much to learn.

klhk2booty said:

Yeah, I know. You're probably as scared of that link as you are of coming South Dallas.

Hey klhk...."BOO!" LOL! Its okay, you can turn back on your monitor.

switters said:

But it made you hot though, right?
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switters said:

I haven't read his "epic" but I agree with you %100

OnionJuice said:

I was in S.Dallas today! Went to the Big T, my man bought oil based calonge, we ate at Hall's Honey fried chicken and it was GROSS! Then we saw your mama laying under a bridge, she tried to car jack when we asked her if she needed a ride.

klhk2booty said:

How can you agree my story is in poor taste and disrespectful when you say that you want me to write a story about Prince having gay sex? Contradiction. In fact, you don't seem to like anything I write unless there's guy-on-guy action. But anyway, I don't care, overall I got good feedback.

klhk2booty said:

I dont really believe you, sounds kinda far-fatched, sounds like you're reaching.

But yeah, you PROBABLY did go to South Dallas, but I bet you didn't get yo ass outta your car. You were probably just passing through like "well, can't say I havent been to South Dallas now".

And so you went Big T, but thats nothing - everybody goes to Big T in the DAYTIME. I bet you wont go there at night. As far as Hall's Chicken, they aight, but you should've went to Ruby's Chicken in West Dallas and got a wing basket...but thats also in the hood - another place you're scared to get out of your car at.