is this really going to be allowed as a fanfic / anecdotal thread about people describing their dream/reality of giving P oral sex ? FFS - bad enough when the guy was around and could hear about the posts from people who knew him and were on here or from browsing himself but now with nobody to answer these stories this is in really bad taste.

If its not someone who puts their full name to the story that diminishes it and even then, a few of his ex GFs were iffy, I'm going to go with the elements of his personality that his known girlfriends (longer than a couple of days) lined up on

ETHERSPIN said:

is this really going to be allowed as a fanfic / anecdotal thread about people describing their dream/reality of giving P oral sex ? FFS - bad enough when the guy was around and could hear about the posts from people who knew him and were on here or from browsing himself but now with nobody to answer these stories this is in really bad taste.

If its not someone who puts their full name to the story that diminishes it and even then, a few of his ex GFs were iffy, I'm going to go with the elements of his personality that his known girlfriends (longer than a couple of days) lined up on

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Yes I have zero desire to hear intimate details of Prince's sex life. That just seems like a major invasion of his privacy, even if he isn't around to care now. It's just gross and wrong, imo. He was a dude and did what men do, and we can fill in the blanks without lurid, personal details.

FunkiestOne said:

ETHERSPIN said:

is this really going to be allowed as a fanfic / anecdotal thread about people describing their dream/reality of giving P oral sex ? FFS - bad enough when the guy was around and could hear about the posts from people who knew him and were on here or from browsing himself but now with nobody to answer these stories this is in really bad taste.

If its not someone who puts their full name to the story that diminishes it and even then, a few of his ex GFs were iffy, I'm going to go with the elements of his personality that his known girlfriends (longer than a couple of days) lined up on

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Yes I have zero desire to hear intimate details of Prince's sex life. That just seems like a major invasion of his privacy, even if he isn't around to care now. It's just gross and wrong, imo. He was a dude and did what men do, and we can fill in the blanks without lurid, personal details.

yep,and thats assuming that any of these particular type of tales actually have details - not even a man thing would explain all the claims though as the women who reckon they did him were groupies in their lil stories , I wouldn't say that this is what women (as a sex) do . I know Prince's image was hyper sexual but these people think as a result they can make any claim now the poor dude left the mortal coil earlier than he deserved to.
the most explicity story is by a girl who supposedly had a similar story about MJ (but the link is down) so thats saying something.

DoItAllNight4U said:

40yearOldfan said:

In reply to~ It was a long conversation with a dude who said he was his tour manager at the time, (that I included to explain the "why didn't you go to the next show" part😘) he had called to invite me to see Prince at the next closest venue. In that conversation I was explaining that going to the show, was in no way possible because I was pregnant, at which point he decided to give me HIS (not Prince's) unsolicited advice. And it had nothing to do with him trying to get me to the next show, just a fool being a fool. IMO dude was a weirdo and had a insecure vibe. I am in no way convinced or believe if I wasn't pregnant I would have been the next official Girlfriend 😂. No no no not that, But the timing was Devine intervention in my eyes. I wouldn't ever consider abortion. And reading first hand accounts (online in media) of how Prince treated and cheated on most females😳, especially the barely 17 😬. It wasn't for me. I wasn't on a come up, never wanted to be famous so there was no reason to be exposed 😁 and or get on that kind of roller coaster on acid ride, nope 👎🏽. I'm soooo content, having the experience of meeting the genius as nothing more than just a fan, still respecting him and leaving it at that. ☔️💜🎶💃🏽

For the longest time I would not have hesitated to be Prince's girlfriend or at least hook up with him if I had the chance to but reading stories about him being a player and cheating on all his women is a complete turn off for me too. I have changed and have matured over time and I may not be the most secure girl but I certainly respect myself enough to not put myself through that kind of cheating crap. I admire and respect Prince as an artist too and thank him for everything his music has done for me, but I would never have wanted to be more than friends with him. I would never let anyone control me like he did with his women.

I certainly have to agree with you that it was divine intervention that saved you from that mess

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How can you possibly be suprised?? I've assumed he was a cheater since the 70s.

Peaches said:

Like most of you, I grew up listening to Prince and basically being a devoted admirer/supporter (Prince didn't like the term "fan") but there came a time when I lost touch with Prince and his music. It was around that time (2002) that I had an opportunity to see him in concert. Although I wasn't a hardcore admirer at the time and wasn't up to date with his then recent music, apart from the mainsteam stuff, I felt I should see him in concert for the sake of saying, "Hey, I got to see my favorite musical artist, Prince, in concert".

I was front row at his soundcheck, along with about 8 other admirers. He answered some questions from the admirers about being either vegan or vegetarian (can't remember exactly). It was his birthday that day and someone wished him a happy birthday but of course being a JV he told them that he didn't celebrate birthdays. I didn't talk to him at all because I'm fairly reserved, not to mention I was nervous from being in such close proximity to a legend. Anyway, the Q and A went on a few minutes more before he continued the soundcheck with his band.

Man was he strict with the band, particularly his drummer - to the point that I started squirming in my seat from the awkwardness of having to see Prince give him supreme s^!$. No one in the band answered back, questioned him or gave him attitude. Smart thing not to do when you're dealing with a musical genius.

So he's playing his guitar then looks over at me and asks, "would you like a cup of coffee?" I shot up in my seat and shook my head "No" then pointed at my water bottle. I seem to have startled him with my sudden movement. He jolts and his eyes go big. He looks at me very sternly for a few seconds, which seemed more like minutes. I believe his comment was refering to me not speaking or not being attentive or excited enough at his soundcheck, possibly *shrug*. I felt like I was being scolded. Wasn't a good start to the evening but it gets better.

Jumping ahead, he's done with the soundcheck and goes back stage to get ready for the concert. I'm getting ready to go for a little break myself when I hear someone calling me from the stage. "Aren't you the drummer?" I ask. He nods yes. He asks me what's wrong. I tell him nothing and ask if Prince is vexed at me. He just says "no" and changes the subject. He asks my name and where I'm from. Then blah, blah, blah. I tell him that I just got engaged while I hold up my hand with my ring on. He grabs my hand and looks at my ring and says "nice" then he shows me pictures of his wife and baby back in Louisiana(?)(can't remember where is was from). His wife is from the Philipines. -He's late going back stage to prepare for the show. Boss probably wasn't happy about that either.

Show's on, Prince and the band were outstanding, obviously. Prince warmed up to me while performing. Might have just been making up with me from being not so happy with me earlier on at the soundcheck. His way of saying, I'm not mad at you anymore. All he did was a few seductive moves while motioning to me, which kind of left me stunned that I stood there like I just whizzed my pants.

This is really bad but I don't remember some of the songs he sang. I wasn't familiar with his One Nite Alone album. I did get CD box set from the concert that night from Prince's bodyguard. He also gave the 8 or so people from the soundcheck guitar picks and a silver color o(+> Symbol necklace. Which reminds me, I got to find those keepsakes for pete's sake.

Ok, there's more. There's an after party that I didn't know about. Right after Prince says "Thank you, Goodnight" to the audience, Prince looks down at me while he's about to walk off stage and says, "coming to the after party?" then smiles and takes off in typical Prince style. Again, temporary paralysis kicks in. I was in total shock. Others heard him in the front row and start asking me about the after party. I haven't a clue what to tell them so they start leaving just like I was about to when John Backwell comes up to me. He tells me there's an after party. "Prince beat you to it..." I think to myself. Apparently, the after party was announced on the radio while the concert was taking place. So mainly people who didn't attend the concert went to the after party. Those from the concert who did attend the after party only heard about it through word of mouth...like me and a few of the peeps from the soundcheck. Going back to John talking to me from the edge of the stage right after the concert while most were exiting the concert hall; some of the people see him talking to me and flock to him pushing me out of the way. I just dust myself off, wave at John and take off to the after party. He looks at me like, "you're going to leave me here with these animals?!" Damn right, get yourself Prince's bodyguard.

I arrive at the next latenight venue. Place is packed outside. The line-up is crazy long. People telling stories of Prince and seeing him in concert in Minneapolis (I live in Canada, a little shy of 8 hours from Minneapolis). Prince admirers are awesome!

So the people who are there from the soundcheck get ushered in before anyone else. My fiance calls me on my cell to check in on me. I tell him that I will be spending the night with Prince...and about 500 or so people. He calls me a slut but in a very loving way.

So I'm inside the place where the after party is about to take place. This time I get better than front row seats. I get to sit on the edge of the stage with a few other peoples from soundcheck. We are not directly up front though, just more to stage left.

Party begins. Prince is killing it on the guitar. He comes to my side of the stage and starts making all sorts of yummy guitar faces. And here comes the most amazing thing ever...while playing guitar, He opens his mouth and a transparent hard candy comes flying out of his mouth and lands in my hair with bits of his saliva. I automatically pull it out of my hair while I screw up my face, it bounces of the stage and lands on the floor. The girls standing by the stage shove each other for it then one wins the war. She grabs it from the floor and puts it in her mouth. Ok, back track...right when I'm pulling the candy out of my hair, Prince bends down closer to me touches my head and says "sorry" then goes on playing guitar, heading back to the mic. I must say, he had the sexiest voice I've ever heard, especially up close.

Oh yeah, something about Prince's pants...they were a lavendar color and they weren't hemmed. I was surprised to see that. He was treading on them and they were all dirty at the bottom but he didn't care. That didn't stop him from playing his music and dancing around on stage.
At the end, John Blackwell comes up to me again and tells me really quickly to email him at such and such email so I said "ok". I emailed him to let him know that the show was out of this world and that I enjoyed our conversations and my Princely experience. I also said something like good luck with the rest of the tour. He replied back with, "nice meeting you too. I'm so tired. I want to go to sleep." He's better at talking than emailing. Yep, Prince will wear you out!! It was after 1:00am when I got home and I was tired too.

True story and one I've only ever told my fiance, a few family members and maybe one or two friends about. I might have missed some bits and pieces but that's basically my wonderful experience that I will always treasure. I only wish that I went to see him at Paisley Park when he had parties. Maybe in another lifetime.

LOVE THIS! Ty for sharing ))

[Edited 6/11/16 23:45pm]

paisleypunk said:

Never had the pleasure, dreamt of it! To look into those eyes would have been a major moment in LIIIIIIIFE Ugh!!!!

Peaches said:

...while playing guitar, He opens his mouth and a transparent hard candy comes flying out of his mouth and lands in my hair with bits of his saliva. I automatically pull it out of my hair while I screw up my face, it bounces of the stage and lands on the floor. The girls standing by the stage shove each other for it then one wins the war. She grabs it from the floor and puts it in her mouth.

BITCHES BE NAAAAASTYYYYYYYY!!!!! Granted, I would have PUT THAT SHIT IN MY MOUTH if & only IF it fell on MY head, but to fight over that off somebody elses head, then the stage, then the FLOOR??!!!! BITCHES BEEEEE NAAAAASTYYYYYY!!!! GREAT story!

Some great and one bullshit story on here! I have looked it and eaten loads of crisps whilst reading and had two beers.. uh oh!

Well I can't say I ever "met" him as such but this is my story:

Mancheser Hammersmith Appollo - 2002 I think. Or 2001? ONA Tour. Show kicks off - boyfriend says to me 3 or 4 times, is it me or seems like he keeps looking here? I was like nah - he's a good showman. That is how it always feels (Not that I would know - only saw him twice before!). Then all of a sudden in the middle of song, I can't recall which, he threw his gutair down and said something like I don't care I am going down there. Now I was in row "M" and had an aisle seat. It suddenly it dawned on me that my idol that I love and had loved for around 15 years prior to this episode was about to walk past me. "artichoke!" is what I thought around 100 times and I decided I couldn't look at him. My heart raced fast and my throat when dry and his security were in front and behind him... they walked down and I could see in the corner of my eye he didn't look at me. Then the little git stoppedr right next to me and stopped and said "hey you wanna dance?" I was like and no words came out of my mouth. He held the mike to me and all and everyone around me was screaming. There was this girl behind me who would not shut up at all. I just took so long he got bored and went "arrrghhhhh" and walkde off! I was like and then I think his name was Takumi? His gutair tech who was behind him said "hey he really wants to dance with you, would you please go with him?" I found my voice and was like err man I don't know. My boyfriend then grabs me and said WTF are you doing? GO GO GO ! This is a story for your granchildren! Go! Then before i knew it Prince walked back and my boyf pushed me and Takumi let me go behind him. Behind Takumi was the girl behind me.. we went onto stage and he made us do the Ozzy dance. . He was very emotionally intelligent. Why? Because when we got on the stage the girl behind me was nuts and literally all over him and he had to keep dodging her. There were two other guys there too I think. All I could see was my empty seat and I wanted to go there. I wanted to yell STOOOPPPPPPPPP! Prince - this isn't working. You belong here (the stage) and I do ever so well there (my seat) now let's get back to where we are. But I didn't of course - now he asked everyone their name.. I was stood slightly aside from all and he glanced at me and I remember looking at him thinking of hell no. Don't (my name is not easy) and I thought please let me be. He did thank god! But I did not enjoy the rest of the concert as I was so shaken by being so close to him. Plus I swear when he sang Take me With you (Which I yelled at that point as I was a little like ok can we do this again now I know what to do ) and he looked at me and laughed or was that the showmanship again?

[Edited 6/12/16 11:13am]

strawberrybubblegum said:

joeycocopuffs said:

Great stories, but the MOST juciest story i've ever read is from a Prince fan who actually met him at a Lovesexy album signing back in '88, in which he invited her
back to his hotel and.........did stuff. here's the whole story appearently she posted this story on Tumblr in May 2013 and my god i hope any of this is true

Hell Hath No Fury… (My Experience w/ Prince) by lipstickandhoney

I recently posted this story two days earlier on a Prince fan site called Prince.org. I know a lot of Prince fans have heard of this site They sadly deleted my story before some people had a chance to see it. This is a TRUE story and it actually happened to me and I want to share with you all because I have kept it to myself for a long time. So here it is. - Ciena

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My name is Ciena Aubert and I met Prince back in 1988 while he was on tour promoting Lovesexy in London. I was 19 years old at the time. I had moved to London from my hometown of New Orleans the month before so I hadn’t had time to take everything in. My friend Arykah (who runs this blog with me) and I got tickets to go to one of his concerts. Now, I had NEVER been to one of his concerts before and I didn’t know what it would be like. Arykah had been to plenty of his concerts and tried to explain to me what it would be like.

The concert was incredible and I had a lot of fun. It was like nothing that I had never experienced before. It was sexual, humid and heady…it was just everything.

A few days later, we went to a signing session he was holding at Tower Records, which I am sure that you all know about. It was so many people there that I was anxious and pretty scared.

I was meeting one of my favorite singers and I wanted him to at least like me. But anyway my friend, Arykah was in front of me wearing the shortest dress that she could find. Don’t get me wrong my dress was short too, but not like hers lol.

I’m sorry, Arykah is my friend and I love her dearly, I do. But she was a serious, serious groupie and she will be writing one of her stories on here and it will shock you about the things that she has done, THIS story will shock you too.

But back to the story, it was finally our turn to get our autographs and everything and my heart felt like it was about to pound its way out of my chest. I was so excited, I am starting to feel those feelings all over again just thinking about it. I had my Lovesexy vinyl in hand and a HUGE smile on my face.

I listened as Arykah talked quietly with him. His voice was deep and beautiful and it made me feel self-conscious and even more nervous. I tensed up immensely as Arykah looked back at me and smiled.

That bitch knew I was scared LMAO.

She moved away and went over to the next. I immediately felt my heart drop as Prince looked at me. He looked at me with an almost cocky expression which made my eyes well up a little.

I didn’t want to freak him out so I held it in and it seemed as if his eyes softened as I walked towards him and gave him my vinyl.

God, he was so handsome.

I just said hi.

That’s all I could say. I was just star-struck, I didn’t know how to handle it. It all just seemed so surreal and fantastic.

He just stared at me for a moment before handing me back my vinyl. I looked at him like he was crazy for a moment.

He didn’t sign it!! I was almost in disbelief as I looked at him. He just had that cocky expression again and he told me that he wasn’t gonna sign it.

At that moment, I felt like hitting him LOL. I just felt so upset that I felt like crying. But again, I just held it in. I was just in shock as I watched him whisper something to one of his big, block head ass bodyguards and he this little wave at me as it he was dismissing me or something.

I just walked away without stopping to get an autograph from anybody else. When I tell you I was pissed, that was an understatement.

So I just walked back over to Arykah, who was waiting on me. I told her what happened and she just laughed at me which made me feel even more upset.

But it was whatever to me in that moment, I just wanted to get out of there and go back home.

Then, I just felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned and looked at his bodyguard and instantly felt my irritation increase. He told me that Prince wanted to see me and my attitude changed right and there. I felt my heart drop down to my feet and my face felt hot. All I could say is okay.

LOL I just forgot in that moment how much I hated him and I just felt excited again! Maybe it was my naivete or just me being a devout fan of his. I asked if Arykah could come and he just said it was cool.

She was more excited than I was as we both followed the body guards outside and to a black limousine that was parked outside.

And there we were, sitting in Prince’s limo. It smelled amazing, like expensive cologne. We were waiting for him to come back. Arykah was literally jumping in her seat as we waited. Don’t get me wrong, I was ecstatic as well.

But if I knew what was gonna happen to me in the end of it all, I would have left.

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This is Arykah and I circa 1988, I am the one in the red sorry for the quality <3

**On a side note, I had split this up into two parts but I am just going to combine it into one**

So we waited at least two hours for him to come out. I could tell that Arykah was getting impatient and I was as well but I tried to stay patient. But moments later, people began to gather near the limo and it scared me. I soon heard some distant screaming near the limo and finally, limo door opened and Sheila E. got into the car. When I tell you this, I mean it with everything,…Sheila was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life, just impeccable beauty. We both smiled at her and I tried to say something to her and she just gave us weird looks and looked out the window away from us. She had a very cold essence about her.

But then, it caught me off guard when Prince got into the car. He smiled at both of us and greeted us both kindly. He turned his attention to me and asked me what my name was and I told him my name was Ciena. He was very charming and so sweet and smart. We had a long conversation, he kept asking things about me, music, sexuality and a host of other things. He even asked me little things like how tall I was, my age and if my eyes were really the color that they were. As I was talking to him, I kept catching little side glances from Arykah (I still love you <3) and Sheila, who stared daggers at me every now and again. She didn’t say not one word to any of us which made me feel kinda bad.

At that time, I didn’t know that Sheila and Prince had a ‘thing’, I was totally clueless until I went to Prince.org and read up about it and got enlightened so now I understand why she was so disturbed by us. I asked him where we were going and he said that I was coming with him to his hotel room. My face felt like it was burning from an invisible blush but he made me feel beautiful with the way he had his attention on me, and only me. It just made me feel sort of, special…. it was like having a conversation with a black cat.

But anyway, we reached this very fancy hotel—the name slips me I’m sorry. I am still trying to think of it, but it’s a very fancy, very beautiful hotel in London. His limo pulled around the back of the hotel which confused me but I guessed that it was to avoid large crowds and such and we got out. There were at least two more black limousines that were parked back there as well. I was getting nervous as Arykah and I stood there with them, getting used to the fact that we were out with a famous pop star.

Suddenly, Arykah turned to me and told me that she didn’t want to stay and that she wanted to go home. She seemed a bit upset, which later she told me that she was because of the attention Prince was giving me. She left to go home and just left me there, with people I barely even know.

I know that they weren’t gonna do anything to me, it was just the thought that she would do something like that. But anyways, Prince grabbed my hand and walked me into the hotel. Our hands had to be the same size, but mines was a little bit smaller. I could tell that there were people following behind us as we walked. I glanced back at the huge crowd behind us and I caught a slight glimpse of Cat. I could only recognize her by her curly hair and her red lips. Soon, Prince and I broke away from the group and a bodyguard followed behind us.

This was a really big hotel so I knew this hotel had two sets of elevators-one on each side of the building. I assume that they took the other elevators while we got on these. So we get on the elevator and the bodyguard pressed the button up to his floor and we waited. Standing next to him, I could tell that we were the same height, but I knew I was shorter. I felt his fingers brush up against my thigh, it was small caresses that made pleasure shocks shoot straight to my sex. I felt myself tense up at the feel of his fingers still stroking my thigh.

I glanced at him and he gave me a knowing smirk. Luckily, the elevator stopped on his floor. He immediately grabbed my hand again and pulled me with him. He seemed more urgent this time as we headed towards his suite.

His suite was absolutely stunning. It was decorated with black and gold and it was just so beautiful. He had a huge window that overlooked the city and it was just amazing!

He pulled to me to his bedroom, which was equally beautiful and he sat on the bed. He just stared at me for a moment, making me feel on edge and somehow, excited. He then said that I was very pretty and I shyly thanked him.

So this part, I didn’t include in the edited version that I put on Prince.org so I am going to tell you what he did, and it’s perfect in my memory because I will never forget it. It’s so vivid in my head, it seems like it would never go away.

He stood up from the bed and kissed me. He wasn’t the greatest kisser, but he was a fairly good one and I liked it. So we were making out for a while, then he started to kiss down my neck and throat eagerly. His hands roamed all over me, over my chest, my waist, my bum. He started to raise my dress up so he could start touching my hips and thighs. He was really getting into because he kissed me harder. But then, he separated from me and told me to take off my clothes. I did as he said and I wanted to take off my heels but he told me not to. He crouched down so he was near my sex. He grabbed my legs and he bit my mound softly through my underwear and he pulled them off of me. He then told me to get on my knees and I did. I watched as he stood up and pulled out his cock and put it near my mouth. I began to give him fellatio, sucking him as hard as I could. I could tell he liked it from the way I did it because he let out little exhales and gasps. He then got me up and told me to lay on the bed.

When I did, he left for a moment and came back with a box, which was filled with different sex toys, and what looked like black scarf. He had his eyes on me, making sure I watched him as he undressed. He had very strong arms and a nice figure. He went into the box and grabbed a pinkish red vibrator and set it to the side. He pulled his hair back into a ponytail and got on the bed with me.

I noticed that he still had his heels on, which made me curious but all my thoughts went away when I felt him grab my wrists and tie them together and then tied them to the bed. He let his hands roam over my naked body, it felt amazing. It got me really warmed up and he started to kiss me again. He kissed down my neck between my breasts, which he let his hands run over. I remember he parted my legs really wide and stared at my womanhood.

After that moment, he smirked at me and started to eat me out.

It was….heavenly lol.

And the way that Prince eats someone out, it sounds like as if he has eaten for weeks. It felt almost savage in passion but it felt so good. He kept going at that until I had my first orgasm that night. I came down from that high, just for him to smile at me. He asked me if I liked it and I said yes. He suddenly shoved himself inside of me, making me wince, and I watched as he let out a small groan and started thrusting himself inside of me. He didn’t go slow he went faster and harder. His moans filled the air as well as mines.

It was a sexual experience like I had never had before. It was so erotic and sultry and just felt so amazing.

He felt so heavy on me and his musky scent just seemed to envelope me. I can still remember the feeling and the atmosphere and his scent…it’s unforgettable.

As soon as he was about to cum, he pulled out of me and stroked himself a couple of times and came on my stomach. He let out a loud groan and bent down to lick himself off of me. He moaned against my stomach as if gave him pleasure to do that.

I honestly didn’t see that coming. I strained against my restraints to try and touch him. It was so erotic and obviously different. I had never met a girl that said a guy would do that. We had sex all night that night in almost every position.

It’s so much that I don’t even think it can fit in this blog post (I am willing to discuss the rest of the sexual things we did like with the dildo lol etc., just message me)

—

The next morning, I woke up alone in bed. I looked to see him sitting there, fully dressed. I said good morning to him and he just gave me a sideways glance and told me that he had somewhere to go and that I needed to get dressed. I felt a little uncomfortable by his attitude but I got dressed. He stared at me as I got dressed, but it was different from the one that he gave me last night. It felt cold and it hurt a little but that wasn’t the worst. We headed back down to his limo, which was still parked in the back of the hotel. I didn’t see anyone else that I saw last night, no Sheila or Cat or anybody else. During the limo ride, I tried to talk to him but he just brushed me off or didn’t respond to me at all. I had the feeling that he was annoyed by me and it seemed to send a stabbing in my heart.

He finally told the driver to stop and I looked at him, confused as I looked out the window. I didn’t recognize where I was, I had never seen this part of town before. It seemed empty and no sign of people except for the occasional person. I turned to look at him again and before I could say anything, he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled off $600 and put it in my hand. After that, he said get out…

I sat there, speechless. My mouth trying to find words on what to say but nothing came. I heard the driver open my door and I got out. And there I stood my vinyl in hand and a hand full of unwanted money, watching his limo pull off.

I felt like…a whore, to keep it simple. And I was heart broken and I was hurt, not romantically but in the sense of the admiration that I had for him.

I was finally able to find my way home after what seemed like hours. I took a shower, I called Arykah to tell her what happened, I threw away my Lovesexy vinyl and moved on with my life.

Now that I look back at it, since I am older. I just look at it as a lesson learned and the real worth of me being a woman as well as your favorite people not always being what you expect them to be.

They are still humans and they have faults. Some more than others. And I hold no hostile or angry feelings towards Prince for what he did, I had to forgive him, not for him but for myself because it would have always been a constant for me if I didn’t come to terms with it. I got to experience what only some girls have experienced, it might be more but I am in that group. And there are probably some that were treated the same as I but I’m not gonna hold it against him. I am still a fan and I was able to grow past it and realize it was my past and just keep looking forward to the future and I wish him nothing but the best

I had to forgive, for the good and the bad, but I will never, ever forget.

~Ciena

**This was a real recollection of a true event that happened to my friend Ciena. She is a great, strong woman and I commend her for her willingness to forgive even though what happened in the end was so wrong. As we have said before, we expect people not to believe our retold encounters and we don’t expect them to. But there will be some that will. This is the truth and nothing but the truth. Take it as it is.

Thank you

Arykah.

Why couldn't that have been me????

FunkiestOne said:

ETHERSPIN said:

is this really going to be allowed as a fanfic / anecdotal thread about people describing their dream/reality of giving P oral sex ? FFS - bad enough when the guy was around and could hear about the posts from people who knew him and were on here or from browsing himself but now with nobody to answer these stories this is in really bad taste.

If its not someone who puts their full name to the story that diminishes it and even then, a few of his ex GFs were iffy, I'm going to go with the elements of his personality that his known girlfriends (longer than a couple of days) lined up on

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Yes I have zero desire to hear intimate details of Prince's sex life. That just seems like a major invasion of his privacy, even if he isn't around to care now. It's just gross and wrong, imo. He was a dude and did what men do, and we can fill in the blanks without lurid, personal details.

FUCK THAT I wanna know everything don't like it don't read it Ms. Prude

SheLovesMeNot said:

First time meeting him was 1985 California The Forum...he kept pointing looking at me I was approached and invited to meet him in private...it was fun he was funny, and amazing. Then it was 7 times again within the past 30 years. I knew him and he definitely knew me. And every meet thereafter was as if it were our first. [Edited 6/14/16 22:20pm]

More details please!!!!!

Great stories, except the Ceina "story". I do not think it is a real story about her incounter with Prince, but what really happened and what did is very interesting story. Just my thoughts...