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if I were Prince for a night If I could be Prince for a night ,but be aware that I was also myself in some weird way,I would want it to be on a concert night.I would tell the band to start up "Come On" and just take my time and stand at the edge of teh stage and drink ina sneak peek of the crowd.I would get that sly smile and arrogant sparkle in my eye...my head would bob coolly and i would b full on an erection.(This happens to me quite often,by the way,since I was raised to fancy myself.) Ten I would walk out onto the stag with my arms outstretched at my sides as if I was a messiah.My palms would face toward the crowd and my hands would take in the heat and power from the excitement.The front row of salaciously sexy stage front sirens would suck in my genuine smile.I would breathe into the mic,"what's up?".The girl in the low cut red dress with the baby smile and harlet bosoms bouncing in approval.I lick my lips and do a quick spin as the splash cymbal crashes the arrival of my sexual tsunami and I shudder an explosive orgasm. (that's a show for yo ass!) "I'm a pig..so,magic elixir I swill" | |
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I was with you up to the "full on an erection" part :O Wouldn't you knock over the mic stand? If you're wearing P's stretchy clothes, you surely would, right? RIGHT?? Then you'd injure one of those front row hotties you speak of, maybe bust her implant, and that wouldn't be cool. Also, I think the phrase you're looking for is "full-on erection" not "full on an erection", unless you're planning to be full on someone elses erection which could very well be the case. Random thoughts, pay no attention to me... | |
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rockwilder said: If I could be Prince for a night ,but be aware that I was also myself in some weird way,I would want it to be on a concert night.I would tell the band to start up "Come On" and just take my time and stand at the edge of teh stage and drink ina sneak peek of the crowd.I would get that sly smile and arrogant sparkle in my eye...my head would bob coolly and i would b full on an erection.(This happens to me quite often,by the way,since I was raised to fancy myself.) Ten I would walk out onto the stag with my arms outstretched at my sides as if I was a messiah.My palms would face toward the crowd and my hands would take in the heat and power from the excitement.The front row of salaciously sexy stage front sirens would suck in my genuine smile.I would breathe into the mic,"what's up?".The girl in the low cut red dress with the baby smile and harlet bosoms bouncing in approval.I lick my lips and do a quick spin as the splash cymbal crashes the arrival of my sexual tsunami and I shudder an explosive orgasm. (that's a show for yo ass!)
ok . . . . that was just dumb | |
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