There have been all sorts of shenanigans over the years I'm sure. Like any red blooded rock star, Prince will have had his fun.

Normally what happens on tour stays on tour, so any anecdotes are fascinating to hear.

So...he's stuck a lollipop in your mouth..what happened next? We need chronological order as best as you can remember, thanks!

oedipusrexy said:

or held his glyph in your hands before the rest of the world had any inkling of it.

This made me laugh in a Sid James way...

well what else can I say, in 92 he was what 34 or something like that, and he was even better looking in the flesh than he appeared in the media. He is damn sexy, and has the most incredible physique, well proportioned and ripped, muscular and his butt was to die for. I thought I had a tight butt! He has the most seductive eyes too, like this neon caramel colour which I'm sure youv'e all seen from photos etc,but the colour is even more surreal in real life, and when you look into them you feel like your soul's getting pulled into some unkown universe. I was also struck by his hands. He has the most beautiful hands I have ever seen in my entire life. And his speaking voice was like gravelly honey, really welcoming to the aural senses, except when he was asking stupid questions like "what did you do in the toilet" "What do you reckon I did Prince?I took a dump!"

And is he a dedicated lover as he makes us believe?

oedipusrexy said:

I'm not really willing to post a pic of myself because I'm an academic now and somehow don't think it would be wise for my career to have photos of myself as a Prince 'groupie' circulating on the net. But I'm superfine, and was extra superfine at 18/19 thats why my ole friend Princey, or Fred as he wanted me to call him, was so blown away. And I'm not conceited, just being honest. He wasn't the first or last celeb to be infatuated by the way. And most of them are sooo boring, even Prince, apart from his uber celebrity status which creates most of the intensity, there is kind of a personality vortex. I think that's why he can't act very well in his films. He doesnt like to reveal too much about himself, he just likes to try and implant things in your head. Which can get quite exhausting after a while.

you can PM me the pix, and i'll keep them to myself and not show anyone. i'll give a rating out of 10 as to your hotness. so the better the pic, the better your hotness rating will be

and just to pre warn you, i am an expert at looking at pix of hot women. if there were qualifications in that, i'd be a doctor with phd or something

unique that might break the orgnote system software,

I'm not sure it's "superfine" compliant but I think it does have a conceit detection firewall so it might be OK.

oedipusrexy said:

And his speaking voice was like gravelly honey, really welcoming to the aural senses, except when he was asking stupid questions like "what did you do in the toilet" "What do you reckon I did Prince?I took a dump!"

Did you have to crack a window and strike a match?

Excellent stories btw.

Scotsman1999 said:

I remember reading a Michael Koppelman interview or blog about this sort of thing. I daresay a Kiss or Motley Crue story would make my hair stand on end!

I remember reading, of all things, a Status Quo one years ago that was absolutely hilarious.

I'm disappointed..... just when it starts to get interesting the story stops!

Keep it coming, oedipusrexy!

oedipusrexy said:

well what else can I say, in 92 he was what 34 or something like that, and he was even better looking in the flesh than he appeared in the media. He is damn sexy, and has the most incredible physique, well proportioned and ripped, muscular and his butt was to die for. I thought I had a tight butt! He has the most seductive eyes too, like this neon caramel colour which I'm sure youv'e all seen from photos etc,but the colour is even more surreal in real life, and when you look into them you feel like your soul's getting pulled into some unkown universe. I was also struck by his hands. He has the most beautiful hands I have ever seen in my entire life. And his speaking voice was like gravelly honey, really welcoming to the aural senses, except when he was asking stupid questions like "what did you do in the toilet" "What do you reckon I did Prince?I took a dump!"

He may have thought you went to powder your nose.

So besides that you were awestruck, did anything spectacular happen?

We all wanna know, but you are still not telling.

its an innocent enough question .. maybe when you opened the bathroom door his perm went flat and he was like "what did you do in there?" .. i hear he keeps his biggest fan locked in the bathroom for just such an occasion .. perhaps you forgot to turn it on .. did you really take a dump at prince house? omg! that is some bad timing .. clearly you were not the inspiration for the 'come' song .. his tongue aint goin anywhere near that .. no wonder we aren't getting the juicy details .. they are a bit too juicy i conclude .. i .. how u say .. eye no wonder u .. prince be like .. eye water u ... cuz u prolly made his eyes water too .. u know this thread is for groupies stories right? not poopie stories .. so what happened???? did he play u some environmental records or something?

oedipusrexy said:

he was asking stupid questions like "what did you do in the toilet"

Sounds about right.

Exactly. That's us for you.

I was being faeces-tious (lol). I didn't actually take a dump. But gee, we just met Prince, do you really need to know whether it was number 1 or number 2. He actually posed that exact question. I gave it the answer it deserved.

as mentioned earlier in this thread, i mentioned groupie experiences (but in my dreams).. the most recent prince dream i had involved prince & the bathroom, there was a toilet issue, & in view of oedipusrexy revelations very weird.. i won't bother with the details but will share in the next prince dreams thread

anyway, @ oedipusrexy please crack on & get to any really sexy sordid sexual bits b4 the thread mysteriously vanishes!! X

oedipusrexy said:

I was being faeces-tious (lol). I didn't actually take a dump. But gee, we just met Prince, do you really need to know whether it was number 1 or number 2. He actually posed that exact question. I gave it the answer it deserved.

i think we have a right to know if you took a 1 or a 2. now you got us wondering

oedipusrexy said:

I was being faeces-tious (lol). I didn't actually take a dump. But gee, we just met Prince, do you really need to know whether it was number 1 or number 2. He actually posed that exact question. I gave it the answer it deserved.

And that's when he realized you were not his "soul mate."

I remember reading some very very old posts here on the org about somebody's cousin or friend, a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader, around 18 yrs old, being spotted at a club by Prince, approached by one of his lackeys and asked to come meet him. He called her after that, but she declined to meet him again - I think the reason the poster gave was that she thought he was w/ Mayte at the time and she wasn't interested in the groupie experience. I think in that same old thread, someone then mentioned a similar episode with a girl in London, but she took his later calls and he offered to fly her somehwere and they were on a boat together with his posse and some other women. Possibly the same thread, a male poster said he was a doorman or something at a club and he saw Prince come into the club once, he came down the stairs with Carmen on one arm and Mayte on the other, looking really sharp. This was all during the early 90s, Glam Slam days. I remember that one in particular, because I was surprised he was messing around so much, Mayte obviously knowing about it, and yet they married.

I'm just relaying some old hearsay, but the stories sounded authentic, especially from the male doorman orger.

Now, oedpusrexy, could you please tell the rest of your story from where you left off? Thanks.

Well, during our first rendezvous he didn't like the clothes I was wearing. Isn't that a sweet thing to say on your first date? He gave me a lecture about how beautiful girls should never wear blue jeans. Well I was wearing blue jeans when he first saw me, so go figure. Anyway he declared that at our next meeting I had to wear something more to his taste, which I wasn't sure what that was but had to guess. I suppose he was testing out if I could be manipulated and controlled, and after a small debate , where I questioned the appropriateness of such a request I finally agreed to consent.But I don't think he liked me even uttering the word 'why'?. I should have made him promise not to wear so much makeup when we next meet.

At our next meeting I was picked up from home by his people at around two in the morning and was escorted to the presidential suite of the hotel complex he was staying at. Then these heavy oak presidential doors closed behind me and I was alone with Prince again, and I did get a little nervous I must admit, because I knew what I was up there for and I was still a teenager, just a year out of high school. I was wearing a skanky little lowcut dress that barely covered my nether regions. He seemed pleased. He was dressed in full Prince regalia and looked very fine in a white jersey sleveless jumpsuit that left little to the imagination, full Prince makeup and hair exquisitley primped. He made a huge effort to impress and he eventually lured me into his hotel bedroom. He was very proud of his bedroom, he explained that it was reconfigured as a replica of his bedroom at home, which I gathered must be a harem as this room was like a scene from the Arabian nights, persian rugs everywhere, on the walls,hanging from the ceilings , huge silk cushions, very erotic and very impressive. Now I'm not going any further. I have to hold on to some things for my memoir.

YESS!! Fellow Austalian scored!

oedipusrexy said:

Well, during our first rendezvous he didn't like the clothes I was wearing. Isn't that a sweet thing to say on your first date? He gave me a lecture about how beautiful girls should never wear blue jeans. Well I was wearing blue jeans when he first saw me, so go figure. Anyway he declared that at our next meeting I had to wear something more to his taste, which I wasn't sure what that was but had to guess. I suppose he was testing out if I could be manipulated and controlled, and after a small debate , where I questioned the appropriateness of such a request I finally agreed to consent.But I don't think he liked me even uttering the word 'why'?. I should have made him promise not to wear so much makeup when we next meet.

At our next meeting I was picked up from home by his people at around two in the morning and was escorted to the presidential suite of the hotel complex he was staying at. Then these heavy oak presidential doors closed behind me and I was alone with Prince again, and I did get a little nervous I must admit, because I knew what I was up there for and I was still a teenager, just a year out of high school. I was wearing a skanky little lowcut dress that barely covered my nether regions. He seemed pleased. He was dressed in full Prince regalia and looked very fine in a white jersey sleveless jumpsuit that left little to the imagination, full Prince makeup and hair exquisitley primped. He made a huge effort to impress and he eventually lured me into his hotel bedroom. He was very proud of his bedroom, he explained that it was reconfigured as a replica of his bedroom at home, which I gathered must be a harem as this room was like a scene from the Arabian nights, persian rugs everywhere, on the walls,hanging from the ceilings , huge silk cushions, very erotic and very impressive. Now I'm not going any further. I have to hold on to some things for my memoir.

i'm sure all the ladies would like to know how big was his penis

When he dropped his knickers, he had a vagina didn't he, I KNEW it.

just wanna add that alan leeds has said on many occassions that prince "kept things in house" and never really went with groupies. so i doubt we will hear of many more people coming forward.

as described by oedipusrexy, he seems much more interested in seducing and mind-fucking than the actual sex. although im sure he gets down when he wants.

oedipusrexy, will you at least letus know if youagree with robin powers' assessments? cheers!

oedipusrexy said:

Now I'm not going any further. I have to hold on to some things for my memoir.

Damn you! I was almost there!!!

U can at least tell us if it was worth it right?