Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas musical group claims that she is a very sexual person. She says that there's not telling how many people she was with. It seems that she is down for orgies with her multi-racial group. When she split from the band she did a song called Fergalicious, not sure how you spell it but any how she also says that she was a lesbian at one point and is not bisexual.
Her Fergie is posing nude trying to get media attention. Is it just me or is one boob bigger than the other. I noticed that all celebrities shave their pubic hair like porn stars. If you ever met someone in real life that shaved their pubes would you think they were cute and sexy or would you think that the girl was turned out as a whore?
legs in front of himself. He placed his feet on either sided of Frankenstein’s Bride ’s breasts. He teased her breasts with his toes while he continuously thrust his penis into her. He leaned back on his palms as he wiggled his hips from side to side in a rocking motion.
“I love to dine on your loins Frankenstein’s Bride . I like the taste of your pussy more than the taste of food.”
“Ah, Frankenstein Monster , I shall devour you delicious male organ, like manna from heaven!”
“Oh, Frankenstein’s Bride I shall lick and savor the interior of your loins like a delectable delicacy darling.”
“Dictate to me what you want me to do when I dine upon your hot sweet testicles darling King James.”
“I shall show you every motion and penetration of pleasure tonight Frankenstein’s Bride .”
The last pose of the night was in the big purple box above. Frankenstein’s Bride would rock his world. Frankenstein Monster was now lying flat on his back. He stuck his legs into the air and bent his legs at the knees. His butt was also held up in the air, while Marlow eased his penis inside of her.
“Cum with me now Marlow. Kneel over, squat over me.”
“Like this. I will put one leg on either side of your body.”
“Yes then line your loins up with mine while my legs are bent and up in the air.”
“Ah, I am bending my knees and squatting over you to fit your penis inside me.”
“Fine, now Frankenstein’s Bride take hold of my forearm and line our loins up.”
“Ah, put your legs underneath my armpits to secure then on either side while we move in the motions of love.”
“This night has been full of sin and debauchery Frankenstein’s Bride . I shall repent before I oversee the translation of the Holy Scriptures of the Bible tomorrow morning!”
to consort herself with.
Queen Elizabeth‘s gaze fell upon the storytellers The Tin Man. He stood attired in a purple doublet and high white color. He stroked his mustache when Dorothy glanced at him.
This was their secret code, known only to Dorothy and him. To stroke one’s mustache before Queen meant that one was ready and willing to have a romantic interlude with her.
The second dress of the evening was quickly removed. This time two handmaiden accompanied Queen Elizabeth. This time a sex toy would be used to further entice and entertain the Dorothy’s sexual appetite.
Once Queen was nude, she motioned for The Tin Man to remove his clothes, and enter the large marble washroom with her.
The washroom contained a large bathing area similar to a Roman bath. This room was kept separate and secret from the prying eye of some of the courtiers. Dorothy was rumored to seldom take a bath. However this large bathing area was now filled with water like a Turkish bath.
Once positioned on a cushion along the side of the water, Dorothy lied flat on her stomach with her arms stretched out in front of her. She took hold of the cushion, (which was partially on the dry stable surface and partially floating on the surface of the water). The Tin Man mounted Dorothy from the back.
He stood behind her partially submerged in the water up to his waist. He planted his feet firmly on the floor of the watery chasm, and entered the Queen. The wetness from the water made his entry a bit smoother.
As The Tin Man thrust into the Queen, her breasts bounced up and down, while she rested on her belly. At times he would reach forward and squeeze the large voluptuous breasts, eliciting a squeal of pleasure from the Queen.
Now Dorothy and The Tin Man were in a steamy room similar to a Turkish sauna. The steam hovered creating a veil of secrecy all around. The Tin Man lied on his side. Dorothy greedily mounted him. She wrapped her arms around him.
Dorothy tossed one leg overlapping with The Tin Man’s. She steadied herself with her knees bent and pressed into the floor. She began to push forward. She rocked until she had obtained a smooth sexual rhythm.
The Tin Man had wanted to kiss the Queen. Her arms were wrapped around his shoulders. She was facing him, but he dared not kiss her. Instead The Tin Man closed his eyes. He imagined the thrilling beginning of another play or a sonnet that he would write in tribute to the Queen. Between the sputters of lust and insatiable desire, Dorothy uttered a few soft elegant phrases.
“Oh The Tin Man, you must develop another play for me soon.”
“Yes, Your Highness, as soon as possible. May I ask what subject matter?”
“Yes, I have already spoken with The Cowardly Lion about making a tragedy about two lovers who wanted to be together.”
“Ah, like you and your suitors Your Majesty?”
“Yes, much like the many men that I love and cannot wed, for it displeases the monarchy!”
“I shall get busy straight away on another tragic lovers play.”
“Yes The Tin Man and you will have some competition from The Cowardly Lion and soon The Wizard of Oz — for I will see him tonight as well.”
“Oh, The Cowardly Lion and The Wizard of Oz will toil but their arrogance doth spoil their plays with bawdy turmoil. My plays shall be well thought out. They shall be free from the oil and boils of tawdry love triangles and such the like.”
“Good, The Tin Man I shall look forward to your play. Finish it soon my darling storytellers. Your mouth and your pen fill me with as much pleasure as your firm male organ thrusting inside me from sunset to sun up!”
Eventually Dorothy was adorned in yet her third dress of the evening. She returned to the festivities. Soon cast her glance at The Wizard of Oz. He was being gregarious with some of the other partygoers. Dorothy entered wearing a bright green dress. The Cowardly Lion looked on with a sly grin winsome across his face.
The Wizard of Oz stroked his beard and smiled mischievously. Dorothy extended her arm toward him. She smiled suavely, as she motioned with her finger come hither. The Wizard of Oz bid the other partygoers farewell. Will chased Dorothy to the recesses of the palace.
Now Dorothy and The Wizard of Oz were in the blue bedchamber. Dorothy flung open the curtains of the bed. She then flung herself on the lavish opulence of the bed. She shredded her dress tearing and ripping at the seams of it with her wanton hands. She took hold of The Wizard of Oz. She grabbed his groin longingly.
She pushed him hard onto the bed. Dorothy forced The Wizard of Oz onto his back. Her royal flesh was exposed through her torn dress. Will was ordered to clutch at her breasts. She ripped his tight pants.
She exposed his erect penis to the dancing candlelight and moon rays of shadow. The chamber was filled with mystery. The misty heavy breath of Dorothy hovered upon the lips of The Wizard of Oz. She tore away his doublet and crisp white collar.
Dorothy clawed at Will’s bare flesh with her manicured hands and ruby ringed fingers. Soon they were upside down. Dorothy was resting flat on her back. Will was on top of her. Will’s head was positioned down toward the Dorothy’s feet. The Dorothy’s head was resting with Will’s feet on either side of her shoulders.
Will’s derrière was facing the Queen. He was on top of her. He made his loins line up with hers in this position.
Meanwhile Dorothy grasped Will’s buttocks and held on to his waist placing her hands on both sides. Dorothy thrust upward. Will motioned backward backing his bottom up toward the Dorothy’s face.
Dorothy played with the idea of finger play with Will’s anus. She squeezed and poked the orifice of his bottom.
A foreign object was found and lodged inside Will as Dorothy caressed his backside. The foreign object was lubricated with the Dorothy’s own saliva.
Her lips suckled and licked the object making it slippery before she inserted it into Will. Will raised an eyebrow and giggled as the object slid inside the oily hole. Will was wholly satisfied as he sighed.
Dorothy had decided to use several foreign objects to satiate Will’s throbbing buttocks. Bottles and wooden handles of all sorts and varieties were wiggled into Will’s anus against his will just to see the response that they would receive.
As the moon cast dim light into the bedchamber, firelight illuminated the silhouettes of Will and Dorothy positioned in yet another act of lovemaking. In the middle of the bed Will rested flat on his back with his legs folded inward and his knees sticking out on either side of his body.
Dorothy mounted him skillfully allowing him to penetrate her from behind. She placed her buttocks on top of his groin aligning her hips with his beneath her. She spread her legs apart. She split open the slippery warmth of her flesh so that Will may rub it intensely.
He folded his legs across her chest placing one foot below her breasts and the other on her back. She wrapped her legs around Will up by the back of his shoulders at his shoulder blade. She leaned back extending one arm behind her holding her palms flat into the bed for balance.
Dorothy spoke now with a whispering sigh into the darkness of midnight. Will looked at the ceiling as if he could calm the constant pounding of his heart that happened whenever he glanced at the Queen. Dorothy had already made plans to help Will build his new home in Stratford. New Place had been partially funded by gold coins from the Dorothy’s treasure chest. Though she gave her love to Will willingly and freely.
Dorothy was a free willed woman of constant, wanton, lust, and urges that could not be contained. She feigned to be the Virgin Queen, too pious to choose a suitor—or simply too torn between her love of more than one lover to chose one. As Dorothy caressed the firm erectness of her own nipples, she reclined back with her other arm supporting her and spoke.
“Will I shall want very much for you to write a play for me that is akin to what The Tin Man and Green have writ thus far.”
“Ah, yet another play is already in the works Queen Elizabeth.”
“Oh, Will must you be so curt and impersonal, call me Dorothy or Dearest when you refer to me. For we have made love for these three hours without end— and you address me like a foreign dignitary!”
“Alright then, Dorothy, I shall finish the play and bring it to you when I have polished my prose.”
“Excellent Will, I will be expecting a tragedy with young lovers torn between their devotion to their opposing families. Just like my real life here in the palace!”
“Ah, I shall deliver to you a play such that the world shall not soon forget my Dearest Dorothy. Just give me the final pleasure of your womanly lips to savor, such sweet flavor.”
Will came flowing with white-hot cum that slithered down the Dorothy’s glistening thighs. He swiftly planted his head between the Dorothy’s thighs. He lapped the cum from the folds and feminine crevices of her flesh until she trembled within.
Dorothy had been unruly. She would be punished for her lustful fornication and sin. For someone above was looking down on them. Will had become more than an associate, confidant or a friend.
Queen and The Scare Crow were together again. The palace was quite quiet. The opulent rooms were adorned with paintings of prominent men of high station. The Scare Crow was one of the powerful men in the Dorothy’s life. He was dressed in a crisp white collar that was tight around his neck.
As he sat at his desk balancing the bankbooks and tending to the ledgers, Dorothy entered with her two handmaidens. The handmaidens stood on either side of the Queen. In unison, both maids took hold of either side of the Dorothy’s red velvet robe and removed it. Dorothy stood before the Scare Crow nude. She glided toward the Scare Crow as he tossed a bag of money into a treasure chest.
Dorothy placed one hand on her breast caressing her chest. The other hand was placed between her thighs nestled in the thick curly hair of her groin. The Scare Crow dropped to his knees. He pulled his shirt over his head. Beneath his shirt his muscles were rippling and laden with glistening sweat.
The Scare Crow bowed down to the Queen. He placed his head between her thighs. Dorothy parted the delicate part of her femininity. The Scare Crow began to suck and lick the soft wet pink flesh of her womanhood. Dorothy smiled and quivered with lust.
The Scare Crow, found the secret crevices of her female organs and undulated his tongue inside her. Dorothy muffled her pernicious laugh beneath her blushed cheeks. Though her laugh sounded wicked she was quite pleased with the pleasure the Scare Crow had given her.
Next the Scare Crow and Dorothy were sitting in a chair in front of the Scare Screw’s desk. They were surrounded by heaps of gold and silver coins with the Dorothy’s image emblazoned on each coin. There were scales and ledger books everywhere stacked parsimoniously around the room.
Now that they were both nude, Dorothy positioned herself on top of the Scare Crow. She placed her knees almost as high as the Scare Crow’s shoulders. She squatted over him straddling him. Dorothy sat in the Scare Crow’s lap. She was facing him with her hands around his neck to anchor her body firmly. She kissed him gently at first then aggressively. She demanded control of their sexual intercourse. Dorothy commanded authority riding the Treasure on top of is lap like an old steady steed.
Soon Dorothy ordered for the Scare Crow to carry her to the edge of the bed. He held her in his arms like a baby. Both her legs were wrapped around his body as he held her in is arms. The Scare Crow walked over to the edge of the couch with Dorothy in his arms. Dorothy placed both of her feet on either side of the Scare Crow. She lashed her tongue around in his mouth and sucked his lips hungrily.
They gazed into each other’s eyes. Dorothy used the edge of the couch for leverage and continued to control the sexual movement between the two of them. Dorothy thrust her hips forward and up with her legs wrapped firmly around the Scare Crow’s torso. His firm erect male member was stiff and inside the Queen. He was thrusting upward in unison with the Queen. She whispered in his ear.
“You know The Scare Crow, I do think that a Queen has married a The Scare Crow before, in the history of the royal family.”
“I thought Dorothy could only marry another royal?”
“Yes, and you are royal on your mother’s side.”
“But she was only my stepmother, dear Queen!”
“That bit of evidence can be conveniently erased from history if you so choose to be wed, my dear The Scare Crow!”
“But the Wizard of Oz had gotten similar ambitions. Besides I am comfortable as your servant, your The Scare Crow. Marriage would only complicate things, my darling Queen!”
The room was warmed with the heat of two sexually aroused bodies. The stained glass windows were steamed up. The fine female flesh of Dorothy was wet and flowing with the liquid lacquer of love. They languished in the act of sexual pleasure together. Now Dorothy and the Scare Crow were on the floor on top of the lavish rug.
Dorothy was lying on her side with one leg bent to reveal the spit open crevices of her womanhood. The other leg was left straight by her side. She lay on her side now with one leg bent and one leg straight. The Scare Crow mounted her again. He was straddling her on either side of the body from the back. He inserted his sufficiently erect penis into her female orifice guiding his thick hard flesh into her with his fingers.
Next the Scare Crow nearly came but held back his sexual climax. He briefly pulled out just enough to get Dorothy into another position.
This time she was facing him with one leg up in the air. The Scare Crow was straddling her with one leg on either side. He knelt over her on his knees and held her leg up in the air to enter her. Dorothy reclined back resting the weight of her body on her elbows and backside as she faced him. The Scare Crow stood over her kneeling and straddling her on his knees. He inserted his penis. He began to thrust methodically and smoothly inside the well-oiled Queen.
Now the Scare Crow would change positions again. He and Dorothy crawled over to a pile of moneybags in the corner to continue the act of lovemaking on top of the sacks of money. Dorothy lay on her side. She lifted one leg into the air and stretched one arm out to support herself while lying on her side. The Scare Crow approached her from the back again. This time he went between the Dorothy’s legs with one of his legs placed between her two split open legs.
He placed his arm at the top of her leg and his palms planted on the floor to support his weight and gain leverage while he thrust inside her. He thoroughly buried his penis inside her from foreskin to the base of his shaft. His head was pointed arrogantly forward and upward.
However, at times he would look down and momentarily kiss the Dorothy’s neck and back. He stroked her. Dorothy shifted her hips backward trying to take control of the sexual act, but only partially.
Next Dorothy was completely lying on her side. Her legs were split open wide enough for the Scare Crow to fit his hips between her legs. Now Dorothy was on her side with her legs split open. The Scare Crow was between her legs with both his legs together. His male flesh was firmly planted inside her womanly opening.
The sexual position made the shape of the letter “t.” He pumped his hips forward into the deep folds of the Dorothy’s flesh.
The clanking sound of loose gold coins rattled through the room. Dorothy and the Scare Crow made love next to the bags of money. Now the Scare Crow picked Dorothy up with her legs wrapped around him and his penis still inside her. He took her to the bed. The bedchamber was in the room adjacent to the treasure room, where the Scare Crow sometimes slept. Dorothy positioned herself on all fours at the edge of the bed. She placed her head down and her two arms on the bed surface to sturdy herself.
The Scare Crow entered her again holding firmly to her hips. His legs were gently spread apart. He was standing on either side of the Queen. He motioned his pelvis forward rhythmically and methodically.
Suddenly Dorothy grabbed a necklace made out of small gold coins and placed it in her mouth. As the Scare Crow momentarily took his penis out of the Queen, she devoured his male organ.
Her lips were bubbling with lust and passion. Her mouth savored the delectable delicacy of his dictatorial power over her. Suddenly, he forced her down onto the bed and into another position.
With her legs split apart and her knees bent, she planted her feet into the bed. The Scare Crow positioned himself between her legs. His legs were together and his knees gently bent for leverage.
Now he penetrated her swiftly with a familiar smooth motion. They faced each other kissing intensely. The coin necklace was still in her mouth. Her tongue worked its way around the Scare Crow’s neck and shoulders.
Now Dorothy and the Scare Crow whispered sweet words of pleasure to each other. Dorothy promised financial security. The Scare Crow promised his life to her as long as air shall escape his lips and breath shall come into his lungs.
The Scare Crow positioned himself on top of the Queen. She was bent over backwards on her knees facing him. Her arms were extended back and over her head. The Scare Crow positioned himself firmly on top with his legs straight and his knees gently bent. He wrapped his arms around Dorothy facing her. They kissed passionately in between promises.
The lantern was lit on a small desk in the room. The room seemed to have an eerie blue hue to it. The midnight was descending upon the two of them. Dorothy and the Scare Crow had been making love for many hours now. Suddenly, in a fit of whimsy Dorothy put her legs up into the air and rested the calf of her legs on his shoulders.
She was lying on her back now. She stared up at the Scare Crow. The twinkling stars gleamed through the open window. The Scare Crow entered her on his knees with one leg on either side. Facing her he stroked her legs. Her legs were place on both sides of him on his strong regal shoulders.
“My Queen, I suppose the night does not contain enough hours— sufficient enough for me to pour out all of my love for you.”
“Well, then my darling, The Scare Crow, do not pour it out so freely.”
“My love for you Queen, is more valuable than the coins I count and stack to the ceiling for you.”
“Your love, dear The Scare Crow, is more valuable to me than the air that I breathe.”
“I would give my last breath for you, just to die in your service, my Queen!”
“I could not live without the shrewd mind and keen knowledge of such a man as yourself The Scare Crow! What would life be worth without you, my darling.”?
“I lavish each kiss upon you! I long to feel the warmth of your body pressed close to mine, my Queen.”
“The Scare Crow, I care for you more than any gold coin or silver token!”
“My Queen I love you more than money could buy!”
“I shall not marry for, you are the king of my heart The Scare Crow. I am torn between my love for you and the love of country. My brother James shall have to carry on as King after I died. If the rules of royal matrimony cannot be compromised, then I shall die childless.”
“They shall call you the Virgin Queen. For they do not dare speak of the love we shared and the fact that we could not marry.”
“My sin, my darling The Scare Crow, will haunt me to my grave. I feel that I have wed you in my heart. Whether in secret or in public! I have promised my body and spirit to you as the man of my heart and soul. If I should perish let it be for love!”
“If I truly love thee— and I do, with all of my heart, mind, body and spirit—my Queen, then let the gates of hell widen its mouth to swallow us whole. For I will love you above all women and despite all those who opposed our passionate union!”
Immediately they tossed over in the opulent bed. Dorothy positioned herself on top of the Scare Crow. She sat on his lap facing him. His throbbing hard male flesh penetrated inside her inner depths. As she kissed him he suddenly leaned all the way back on his back. Now his head was staring up toward the ceiling and his arms were extended over his head. Every moment that he looked at his Queen his heart seemed to skip a beat. The butterflies of love fluttered in his stomach.
His legs were stretched straight and lying on his back. Dorothy sat on his lap squatting over him. Facing her, he still positioned himself stretched straight out. His legs were lying flat and his arms were above his head. His head and shoulders were hanging off the edge of the bed almost at the edge of heaven.
He pushed his chest out as if he were proud. His head dangled upside down over the edge of the bed. Dorothy kept her knees bent while she sat on top of his lap. Her hand reached underneath her buttocks to find his penis and testicles. She caressed the soft male flesh while it penetrated her.
At once, Dorothy rolled over on to her stomach. The Scare Crow positioned himself behind her. He mounted her from the back once more. Dorothy was flat on her stomach. Her legs were spread apart and gently bent at the knees. He took hold of both of her legs and her thighs from behind. She re-inserted his firm aroused male flesh. He thrust gently. For the deep interior of Dorothy was well lubricated with the fluids from many hours of love making in the treasure room. 
They changed position again. Dorothy was firmly on top once more. They were now no longer facing each other. The Scare Crow sat in the chair facing the bundles of money and gold coins stacked to the ceiling. Dorothy sat on his lap. She placed her hands on the edge of the table and leaned forward.
The Scare Crow placed his hands on either side of Dorothy on her thighs. He reached his hands around until they rested gently in the Dorothy’s lap. She leaned forward with her feet hovering above the ground. She began to press down and back onto the Scare Crow. Soon he began to thrust upward slowly. As they scooted in the chair their love was an inseparable union.
“I could sit here with you the rest of my natural life, my darling The Scare Crow.”
“Oh my Queen, eternity would not be long enough to do all of the positions of love making that I wish to do to you.”
“Yes, my sweet lover, we shall contemplate eternity together, if we are truly wed in our hearts.”
“We need not be wed before everyone just a few witnesses. Of course the ring that I wear on my hand is not on my wedding finger but emblazoned on my heart.”
“My ring will be the ring of undying devotion to you, my Queen, and I wear it around my soul— for my hand would not be holy enough or sacred enough to promise my love to you.”
“Yes, my sweet The Scare Crow, my hand is only my flesh. The ring I wear around my heart is more permanent and more powerful then skin and bone.”
“My heart beats for you my Queen. If ever you reach for me, you will never yearn or be alone.”
“Your kind words are like one of The Wizard of Oz ’s poems. My storytellerss come to me as well. I pet them like pups at my feet. My loins, they savor and do take wine to dine and eat, like such sweet meat!”
Meanwhile Dorothy shifted her position. She was now facing the Scare Crow. They were kissing savoring each long luscious kiss in the darkness. The Scare Crow was crossing his legs like an American Indian. Dorothy was kneeling over his lap. She was sitting on top of him with her legs split and on either side of her body. Her arms were grasping his shoulders. As he gazed into the Dorothy’s eyes he reclined back on the palms of his hands. He was placing his arms at his side and slightly behind his back.
Soon Dorothy was beneath the lantern that was hung above the floor. She was down on all fours. The Scare Crow mounted her from behind. Her legs were spread apart enough to get his hips positioned flush against her buttocks. He took hold of both sides of her hips and slid his penis inside her swiftly. The Scare Crow thrust smoothly and with great authority.
Eventually he allowed his intense male orgasm to take place. His firm male flesh throbbed and erupted. Dorothy began to quiver and shake. The interior of her buttocks began to throb uncontrollably. His fingers rubbed vigorously. He was stimulating the wet slippery female skin of the Dorothy’s clitoris, while his penis was thrusting and coming to a climax.
He had held his erection for seven hours of intercourse, until Dorothy was ready to cum (and cum she did).
The Dorothy’s orgasm was vigorous shaking accompanied with pleasant sighs and gasps of air— to show her satisfaction. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. The sweat glistened on her brow. A tear seemed to roll out of her eye surreptitiously (in secret). The Scare Crow knelt over and kissed the cheek where the tear had fallen. He was licking his lips in the darkness scrumptiously.
Will pulled his wife Dorothy away from her woman’s work in the kitchen, and stripped away her apron. Dorothy grasped Will’s shirt and tore away his high white lace collar. Sucking and licking his lips and mouth— they began to kiss. Their tongues intertwined.
Will Tore away his pants and sat on the table with the bare flesh of his buttocks feeling the chill of the damp wood. Dorothy mounted Will straddling his lap (equestrian style) on top of the table.
To elaborate on this Will held her legs open and entered her from the front. He held her thighs on either side and pushed his firm erect penis into Dorothy. His wife smiled. She let out a moan of sheer ecstasy.
Next Will and Dorothy made love in the garden, the bedchamber, the barn, the balcony, and the vineyard. They climbed the stairs together. Dorothy was stripped nude. She was covered in moist hot perspiration from head to toe.
They ascended three stairs. Then Dorothy kneeled and placed her knees on one stair in front of her. To mount her Will lifted one of her legs from the back. He inserted his penis smoothly with much familiarity.
Once the erect hard penis was inside Dorothy, she began to urinate slightly to lubricate the hot, wet female opening a bit more. Then Dorothy placed one leg on a higher step then the other on the step below it. She made herself balanced and sturdy by placing her bent elbows on the stairs in front and above her.
Once Will and Dorothy reached the top of the staircase, they decided to make love on top of the rug in the hallway. Will rested flat on his back. He stretched his legs out in front of him and placed his hands over his head. Dorothy mounted him. She sat on his hard oily penis facing him. Dorothy sat on top with her spread out legs bent on either side and glistening with cooking oil. Her thighs and vagina were slippery with the cooking oils she had procured from the tallow of venison.
The deer meat was still roasting in the oven downstairs and filling the house with all that she held dear. Dorothy reclined a little resting the weight of her body on the palms of her hands. She stretched her arms out behind her and leaned back. She grabbed Will’s knees behind her back. She now lined her loins up with his and pushed forward. Will’s engorged penis fully penetrated her.
They looked like two shadows in the darkness. After a few hours of making love in the same position, Will and Dorothy decided to go back to the kitchen. They sat naked in one of the chairs. They used one of the pillows that they had brought from the bedroom. Will sat in the chair facing Dorothy.
Dorothy spread her legs placing one on either side of Will. He sat facing her in the chair. She eased the slippery hard penis into her stretched out wet vagina, with a familiar sense of monotony. When she was firmly positioned Dorothy sat down on Will’s lap and took hold of his upper thigh on either side, to steady her movements.
Then Dorothy placed her legs over both of Will’s shoulders. Dorothy positioned her thighs and buttocks up against Will’s stomach as he sat in the chair. Now Will pushed upward gradually. Dorothy pushed down and forward smoothly. Soon they began to rock and sway in this position— until cum flowed from Will in smooth creamy rivers of desire and devotion.
“Dorothy I have chided an infant with you. I write of love and hate. But we still have not got our own permanent gate to open and close as it is our fate.”
“Yes, Will I have often chastened you and beseeched you for a new home. We stay here at my parent’s property. Your plays should earn you the chinks and plenty to spend on me.”
The conversation about building a new home for Will and his children would continue later. For Will had big plans for a home. He would soon make love in a house called New Place. Now Dorothy and Will were in the living room. They were at the edge of the couch. They would try yet another position.
The Wizard of Oz mounted his wife Dorothy from the back. He stood with his feet firmly on the floor in front of the bed, while his wife was standing on top of the bed. She bent her knees as if she was going to sit down in a chair. The chair was actually the palm of Will’s hands.
He placed one hand on each side of Dorothy’s butt cheeks and squeezed them until they blushed pink. Dorothy sighed and giggled jovially with pleasure. Will snickered. Their silhouettes painted the walls with the outlined figures of their lovemaking.
Dorothy reached back. She firmly grasped both of Will’s arms on either side of her body. She placed her back flush against Will’s chest. She allowed him to enter her smoothly. Once Will’s penis was inside her, she wiggled her hips from side to side.
Will pushed forward and Dorothy pushed back. Soon Will decided to switch from her vagina to her anus. Once inside her cavernous back entrance, he began to pop the well-worn hole with smooth methodical rhythm.
Dorothy now wanted to be mounted in the middle of the floor. The rug was wholly wooly and inviting. The rough wool of the floor rug rubbed against Dorothy’s delicate female flesh. Now Dorothy placed both her legs in the air. Her knees were together and slightly bent at the knee. Dorothy elevated her body positioning her buttocks in the air. Dorothy rested on her back facing Will.
Will approached Dorothy on his knees kneeling over her with his arms on either side of her shoulders to sturdy himself. Dorothy’s legs were now up by Will’s shoulders. Her elevated buttocks were at his hips. Dorothy took hold of both of Will’s upper thighs and hips to allow him to steady himself. He mounted Dorothy with agility as he began to thrust her again.
Immediately they were on the balcony that overlooked the vineyard. Will had brought three pillows from the bedroom to the balcony. Will stacked the three pillows on top of each other. Dorothy bent over on top of the pillows. Will approached her from the back. He was kissing and caressing her buttocks cheeks until they turned blushed pink and rosy as the sun did set over the two of them.
Dorothy was positioned bent over the top of the three pillows; Will entered her wet womanly hole completely. His stomach was pressed against her back, while he penetrated her on his knees. He could kiss and massage her neck and back, while in the rhythmic motions of love.
“Dorothy when New Place is built we shall make love in a hammock swinging in our vineyard.”
“Yes, Will and we shall make love nude and covered with new wine and olive oil by the moonlight, on our new balcony.”
“At New Place we shall sway in the hammock and you shall hang high up while the hammock is swinging and I will enter you from the back.”
“I will laugh and spread my legs apart. I will wrap my legs around your calves twisted like a flexible young woman of wanting.”
Again Will and Dorothy were in the vineyard. This time they were walking toward the barn. Dorothy had her legs wrapped around Will as he held her in his arms. Will’s penis was inserted completely inside Dorothy. They walked toward the barn attached to each other.
When Will and Dorothy reached the barn, they glanced toward the table that had been cleared beside a haystack. Will picked up a cushion, which he had found in the stables. The horse whinnied and moaned in the moonlight.
Will and Dorothy made their way toward the empty table. Dorothy rested flat on her back and lifted both of her legs straight into the air. Will mounted Dorothy in the glimmering rays of midnight moonlight. Will lifted Dorothy’s legs placing them directly in front of his shoulders.
Will grabbed Dorothy’s feet firmly placing one in either hand. Dorothy’s legs were stretched straight up in the air. Her legs were kept together. Will mounted Dorothy forcing his penis inside her fluid filled vagina. The horses looked on as if they had knowledge of what was taking place.
Will glanced over his shoulder. They both decided that they would mount the horse naked together and make love on the horse’s bare back. Will mounted the black stallion first. He straddled the fine stead naked below the twinkle of the stars above. He helped Dorothy mount the horse. She sat nude in front of him.
When Dorothy was firmly in front of him— he penetrated her womanly hole with his male member. They took the black horse by the mane. They trotted out into the open vineyard behind their home. Soon the black stallion was galloping freely. Will and Dorothy’s love was free to roam. This midnight gallop would only cost them their reputation. The stallion galloped through the countryside. The darkness covered them. Will covered both of Dorothy’s breasts with his hands. They bounced up and down together. The fluid of male orgasm exploded from inside Will. Dorothy erupted with a quivering undulating vibration that shook her from top to bottom. The horse stood on its hind legs. The horse whinnied in the night. They cast a shadowy silhouette upon the starlit sky of midnight! The act of sexual love was done!
The Tin Man awakened early that morning. He stretched his arms toward the horizon. As the sun pierced his eyes he felt beneath the covers to stroke his firm erect flesh. The tender skin of his male member was wet with the perspiration of his strong young palms. The Tin Man had dreamed of Dorothy again.
The Tin Man pulled back the crisp white sheets and began to caress his masculine flesh until the creamy white fluid flowed from him like a river of desire. First The Tin Man and Dorothy were in the bedchamber.
The moonlight danced across their nude bodies. Dorothy initiated the sexual act. She had hurriedly stripped away her brown satin dress. She had started the first kiss. Her tongue searched The Tin Man’s mouth with alacrity and agility.
Now The Tin Man and Dorothy were on the bed. The dark shadowy silhouettes of their bodies hovered in the dim beams of firelight. Dorothy had placed two pillows under her buttocks to sit on. She reclined resting her back on the bed.
The Tin Man mounted Dorothy from the front. She spread her legs apart gently and gradually bent her legs at the knee. The Tin Man slithered between her legs with his firm male erection ready to penetrate her.
He stretched his legs straight and kept them together while between her legs. He elevated his chest and shoulders above her. He kept his arms straight and firmly planted on the bed on either side of Dorothy. She wrapped her arms around his waist. He thrust slowly and steadily inside her wet, wanton, female flesh.
As The Tin Man thrust upward inside her, Dorothy placed her fingers in the deep crevices of her womanhood. She vigorously rubbed the slippery wet skin that conjured sensations inside her.
The Tin Man squeezed and licked Dorothy ’s breasts as they kissed. The bitter bite of vampire fangs stung. The sharp teeth sunk into Dorothy ’s tender flesh.
This is only what The Wizard of Oz envisioned when he allowed his imagination wonder down this unexplored pathway of lust and lasciviousness. The longing and the love were embellished in the kiss.
When their lips met, their hearts soared. The young star crossed couple wanted more. Passion was an elixir or a potion—from their souls it poured.
Next Dorothy jumped off the bed with vigor. The Tin Man was still erect and ready for sexual intercourse. The Tin Man clasped Dorothy around the waist while both of them stood before the large mirror beside the bed. The Scare Crow inserted his aroused male flesh into Dorothy while he was holding her around the waist.
Dorothy leaned forward and stretched out her arms. She placed her palms flat on the floor in front of her to balance herself. The Scare Crow poked slowly inside her.
He had taken two grapes and lodged them inside Dorothy ’s tight wet orifice. When his penis penetrated her, the very ripe red grapes were crushed. The liquid made red wine flow down her thigh as The Scare Crow thrust inside her.
After a while The Scare Crow sat in the middle of the floor of the bedchamber. He crossed his legs. His knees were bent and sticking out on either side of his body. His ankles were crossed as well and his legs were in front of his body. Dorothy mounted him this time with sweet honey slathered inside her wet, sticky, womanly, hole.
Dorothy stood over The Scare Crow, at first to align her loins with his. Then she eased the large engorged male organ inside her with her legs spread apart. She came down slowly on top of the male organ. His penis was firm and standing straight up while The Scare Crow was in the legs crossed position. When the male organ was completely inside her, Dorothy pressed her chest up against The Scare Crow. She wrapped her legs around his waist. While sitting in The Scare Crow’s lap, Dorothy wrapped her arms around him. They kissed slowly and melodiously.
Soon the room was filled with candlelight. The steam of making love the whole day hovered in the room. Dorothy giggled gleefully. The Scare Crow was garish and garrulous. Dorothy stood before the large mirror again. This time the mirror was covered with steam.
“Dorothy our families are opposed to each other, but I love you more than any man could love a woman.”
“Yes, The Scare Crow and I love you more than a mind or mouth could ever utter. There are not yet words, in any language, in all of the world, that could express the love I feel for you!”
“Dorothy, my body will be worn thin and exhausted with the labors of love, but still I will want to make love to you more. It seems as if no man could ever give you enough love my darling!”
“The Scare Crow, our love is something that cannot be stopped. Our love is as inexorable as the waves breaking to the shore. Our love is as irrepressible as the sun rising upon the horizon.”
“You make me rise my sweet Dorothy, more than any sunrise or any horizon ever could, with your love and your beauty. You are my morning lark and my nightingale.”
“The Scare Crow you are my tempest! You shake the walls of my female fortress. You enter me like wind. You sweep me off my feet. You cum to me like a flood of rain. You pound on me like perpetual raindrops upon the rooftop of my heart.”
Together they cleared the steam from the smooth glass surface with the palms of their hands. The Cowardly Lion mounted Dorothy from the back once more. This time Dorothy placed her hands on her knees for balance instead of on the floor. When Dorothy leaned forward, The Cowardly Lion entered her with precision. He held her around the waist for stability while he penetrated her.
As the candles began to burn low, Dorothy lay on the rug on the floor and positioned herself. Dorothy rested on her back. Her legs were out-stretched in front of her. She spread her legs. Her knees were bent. She allowed The Cowardly Lion to penetrate her again.
Placing her feet flat on the floor in front of her, she elevated her hips and groin and aligned them with The Cowardly Lion. She now thrust up pumping her pelvis toward The Cowardly Lion. The Cowardly Lion rested between her legs. His legs were stretched straight. His arms were wrapped around Dorothy ’s shoulders. As Dorothy wrapped her arms around The Cowardly Lion’s shoulders they looked into each other’s eyes and kissed.
Dorothy grew bored with the same monotonous position. Thus, they endeavored to try another way of making love. Now they were on the soft surface of the bed. Dorothy placed her shoulders flat on the bed. The Cowardly Lion approached her from the front. He took hold of her two thighs. He lifted her body up.
He aligned his groin with hers while she was still upside down. The Cowardly Lion mounted her on his knees with his arms wrapped around her thighs to spread them apart. Dorothy clasped The Cowardly Lion firmly around his thighs for balance. Dorothy kept her legs together and placed both of her legs over one shoulder.
The flowing juices of their love lacquered Dorothy ’s thighs with a sticky viscous fluid. The Cowardly Lion searched the inside of her moist female lips. He pushed the pubic hair aside with his fingertips. He found the engorged section of female flesh. It throbbed when he rubbed it. He rubbed her intensely until even more clear fluid flowed from her body like a river of love.
Now The Cowardly Lion was ready for yet another position. Dorothy rested on the bed with her legs spread wide open. She continued to rub her hot wet clitoris as The Wizard of Oz rested a bit. Soon, The Wizard of Oz placed his tongue inside her. He sucked with his lips and lashed his tongue in long strokes inside her womanly flesh.
She squeezed and rubbed her nipples as his eyes gazed upon her. His eyes were as beaming and bright as two great moons in a night sky or two massive suns in the heat of high noon. The heat between them was as hot as the sun. Their love lingered longer than the longest night.
Immediately, Dorothy was positioned on the pillow. Her arms were bent and her forearm and elbows were placed flat on top of the pillow to stabilize her position.
The Wizard of Oz now lifted her up at the waist, first to align her loins parallel to his. Once his penis was inserted into her female organ, the fluid of lust spilled from her in great fountains of longing.
The Wizard of Oz put his legs together and positioned Dorothy ’s upper thighs and buttocks aligned with his own. Now he grabbed her ankles and secured them on either side of his buttocks. With her buttocks pointed toward the air positioned at the bend of his waist, The Wizard of Oz thrust gradually into Dorothy.
As the hours passed by The Wizard of Oz and Dorothy continued their lovemaking. Now they would endure yet another positions. Dorothy had licked the legs and groin of The Wizard of Oz from end to end. She sat facing him. They began kissing in an inseparable union of love.
They sat facing each other on the flat surface of the bed. The Wizard of Oz spread his legs out and bent his knees as much as they could bend. He kept his feet flat on the surface of the bed. Dorothy faced The Wizard of Oz and did the same position.
She bent her knees as far as they would bend while keeping her feet flat on the surface of the bed. They were both sitting up facing each other. They lined their loins up and overlapped their bent legs.
The Wizard of Oz’s bent leg was placed over Dorothy ‘s bent leg. Now he penetrated her. They kissed continuously. The sexual motion throbbed on.
Suddenly, Dorothy was on one of the tables in the room. The Wizard of Oz swiftly cleared the table of all of its contents with one sweep of his arm. A few tiny common objects were now scattered to the floor (like inconsequential casualties of their thunderous lovemaking).
When the table was cleared, Dorothy let out a playful laugh. The Wizard of Oz persevered. He mounted her once more in the moonlight.
Dorothy reclined back onto her bent arms. She rested the weight of her body on her elbows. She squared her shoulders facing forward and looked up at The Wizard of Oz. The Wizard of Oz bent her body at her waist. He inserted his firm penis into her womanly orifice. This time The Wizard of Oz paused momentarily to put the ripe white grapes inside her opening.
He crushed them with the tip of his penis when he penetrated her. Dorothy ’s legs were stretched in front of her. Her legs were bent at the knee.
Her legs were resting on both of The Wizard of Oz’s shoulders. The Wizard of Oz lined Dorothy loins with his own groin. He steadied himself when he bent his arms at the elbow. He left his arms beside his body on either side. He grasped Dorothy ’s calf and shins with one in each hand. He pumped his hips forward into her wet slippery interior.
The Wizard of Oz had uncorked Dorothy like a fine bottle of wine. The grapes were plucked from the vine one by one and placed inside her behind.
In the same position, he briefly took his penis out of her vagina and placed it inside of her anus. Now he entered her swiftly. For the hole in Dorothy ’s anus was very wet and well lubricated with the crushed ripe grapes.
Dorothy laughed. The entire interior of her body began to throb. The Wizard of Oz had been rubbing and massaging the bright pink skin of Dorothy ’s clitoris, while pushing his penis inside of her methodically.
Soon Dorothy began to quiver and throb. Her female organ was being stimulated. The Wizard of Oz stimulated her to the climax of female orgasm with his penis and his fingertips. Then he used his mouth (his words and his tongue).
Finally, The Wizard of Oz and Dorothy had decided to try yet another position. The bed was cleared of all of the cum-stained sheets. Upon this surface, The Wizard of Oz would enter Dorothy spread eagle in the center of the bed. But this time Dorothy would be standing up with her legs spread apart as far as she could manage. Her knees were bent gently while she plated her feet flat on the bed.
The Wizard of Oz grabbed her thighs and buttocks and entered her from the front. The Wizard of Oz stood at the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor. They faced each other. The Wizard of Oz entered Dorothy. Dorothy wrapped her arms around The Wizard of Oz lovingly. She massaged the regal musculature of his back and chest. The waves of their lovemaking rolled and rocked, then peaked at a high crest.
They would be together forever—though never was best. They had partaken of the forbidden fruit of knowledge and lust. The Wizard of Oz did cum for Dorothy. His organ did bust upon her chest. Her bust was coated with cum (the thick white fluid of a man’s seed). They had given in to lasciviousness and lustful need. Their desire to love one another (physically) was against their belief and creed. However, they had been wed the day before—thus they let the rich fluids of love from them pour.
Dorothy was in the act of love with her The Wizard of Oz again. The Scare Crow was there counting coins. The Wizard of Oz was executing prisoner in the Tower of London. This was all for the sexual love of their Queen— and for Freedom.
Now only moments after hanging twelve enemies of the state, the Wizard of Oz wanted to ensure the safety of the Queen. In order to guard Queen against assassins who would try and make an attempt on her life, the Wizard of Oz would spend the night with Dorothy from sun down till sun up.
The Wizard of Oz entered the room and began to undo his doublet, while a sly grin widened his face. Dorothy motioned with her finger for the Wizard of Oz to come hither. She knew that if she did not please the carnal desires of the Wizard of Oz, he may allow an assassin to kill her. He just may do the lethal deed himself. Dorothy dropped her robe to the floor with a gradual grin. For, she kept her enemies closer than her friends.
The sun was rising now and the light was cascading through the clouds. At the instant the sunlight reached into the dark recesses of the room. The Wizard of Oz faced Queen 1st then kissed her gently. Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz were facing each other. Now he hoisted Dorothy up onto the table. She could feel the cold hardwood of the table chill the soft surface of her buttocks.
The Wizard of Oz spread her butt cheeks apart gently. He placed his strong yet genteel hands on either side of the Dorothy’s upper thigh. Dorothy placed her arms out- stretched and behind her back as she leaned back on her palms. She wrapped her legs around the Wizard of Oz ’s hips. With her legs bent at the knees she crossed her legs at the ankles, while her legs were wrapped around the Wizard of Oz. He lifted her body slightly upward as he entered her. She allowed the warm waters of wanton love spill from between her thighs. Her firm nipples pressed against his abdomen.
Now Dorothy rested completely on her back. Her arms were straight and extended at her side. The Wizard of Oz lifted her body up just enough to position her loins parallel to his own. He clasped his hands on either side of her hip close to her waist as he entered her. He pumped short fast thrusts inside Queen Elizabeth! She gasped with pleasure and fear all at once.
Next Dorothy would position herself in the lap of the Wizard of Oz. She first placed her legs on either side of him. She allowed him to thrust his firm male flesh upward and inside of her. When Dorothy was on top, she placed her feet beside the Wizard of Oz ’s lap. She placed one foot on either side of his body. He clasped his arms around her spread open thighs. Now he penetrated her. She undulated her body in a rocking motion. Dorothy leaned all the way back.
Her back was now resting on the Wizard of Oz ’s thighs on his lap. His legs were at first split open and spread wide apart. Now his legs were together. Dorothy placed her shoulders where his knees were. Her stretched out arms were straight down and onto the floor.
She planted her palms on the floor for balance. Her head was facing toward the ceiling. The Wizard of Oz leaned down with flexibility, to kiss the bare breasts of the Queen, while she was in this position. Then he tilted his head back as they spoke.
“My sweet Queen I have executed twelve spies and murderous fiends who had been plotting to kill you, today.”
“Yes and I pray thee that you are not one of the murderous fiends! For such an act can only be punished by another act just as brutal.”
“Yes, my Queen but one was deserved and the other was a necessity.”
“What have we here, a dagger secured at your left ankle, what for The Wizard of Oz?”
“To protect you with, Your Royal Highness.”
At once the Wizard of Oz and Dorothy were positioned on the floor on top of a vast opulent rug. The fire licked, and cajoled their chilled skin with warmth. The Wizard of Oz groped Dorothy passionately. Now Queen 1strested on her stomach with a pillow placed at the bend of her waist.
Her arms were bent and her elbows rested on the floor in front of her. The Wizard of Oz mounted her from the back. He placed a leg on either side of her. He bent his legs at the knee and stretched his arms out behind him. He reclined back on his palms to balance himself.
Her legs were stretched straight behind her. Her legs were spread apart enough for the Wizard of Oz to fit his buttocks between her legs. He penetrated her from the back on top of her while she was lying on her stomach. His firm, erect, manhood thrust down and upward. His penis was guided into the well-worn hole with his agile fingers. Their heads were opposite to each other as the act continued. Dorothy could not look into his eyes.
“My love will never be given free from fear my dear The Wizard of Oz.”
“Yes, but Your Majesty you give your love to the Scare Crow just for the privilege of his coins.”
“I give my love to the Scare Crow freely, it is he who must watch his back and his actions closely.”
“Yes, and I keep an eye on the Scare Crow very closely. It was astute of you to keep the Scare Crow close You Highness.”
“Yes, The Wizard of Oz he holds the keys to the treasury and my heart!”
Ah, the keys to a treasure chest and your chest are one and the same?”
“No, the keys to open my bosom and my heart are the keys of love’s treasure chest, love and love only.”
Finally as the sun was beginning to rise, Dorothy positioned herself on top of the Wizard of Oz once more. She stooped over him as if she were going to sit down. He placed his legs up into the air. He bent his legs at the knee while they were facing each other. He placed his arms down at his sides and bent his elbows to balance his back and body firmly on the floor. Dorothy placed her feet one on either side of his body level with his elbows.
The Wizard of Oz placed his hands firmly on either side of the Queens hips at her waist. He put his bent legs underneath the Dorothy’s arms. Dorothy held her arms down to grasp firmly his forearm. While maintaining balance, she lined her groin with his with their buttocks on top of each other. Dorothy dominated their sexual movement as they rocked and swayed together. Dorothy quivered with sexual gratification on top, while the sun slithered below the horizon!
Dorothy and one of her The Cowardly Lion began the lesson for the day. Queen was from the Tudor dynasty. She was one of the most The Cowardly Lion ed women of her era. She referred to her The Cowardly Lion s, not by name, just simply by the word The Cowardly Lion. On this day the Cowardly Lion had entered the room accompanied with many squires to carry his volumes of books. Dorothy had sat, as always, by the window.
She had sat by this window since the days of her childhood. When the Cowardly Lion came to counsel her, she would open the window and light a candle. When the candle had burned low, the Cowardly Lion in session would end.
On this particular day the session would commence. The inception of her tutelage with this particular The Cowardly Lion would be instigated with a word from this elder gentleman. Dorothy would interrupt his oration and demand that he remove his doublet and pants immediately!
“I whilst hear no more of it Sir, now close your mouth and open your heart to me!”
“Dearest Queen, shall we have a lesson today?”
“Well what did you have in mind The Cowardly Lion?”
“I had planned to teach you geometry, the science of angles and calculating mathematics.”
“Ah, angles, which angle shall you use to enter me dear The Cowardly Lion?”
“First we will put paper to pen and make numbers.”
“No first you will remove your pants, your doublet, shirt and collar, as I ordered you to do— immediately The Cowardly Lion!”
When the Cowardly Lion was stripped nude he stood before Dorothy by the light of the open window and the flickering candle. He would obey the orders of the Queen. The Cowardly Lion and Queen would spend the day making love in various positions.
The First position of the day would begin with Dorothy lying flat on her stomach. There was a pillow placed under her stomach and groin. The Cowardly Lion was ordered to enter her from behind. While Dorothy positioned herself flat on her stomach with her legs stretched behind her.
He placed his head in the direction of the Dorothy’s feet. Her feet were in the general direction of his head. He reclined back on his palms— with his arms stretched straight behind him. He bent his legs at the knee. He spread his legs to position the Dorothy’s torso between his legs to enter her from the back. Soon the Cowardly Lion took the white pillow away from beneath Dorothy and replaced it with a stack of books cushioned with the pillow. The Cowardly Lion then entered her again, skillfully and knowledgeably.
After a while, the candlelight dwindled. The room began to cast dark shadowy silhouettes on the walls and ceiling of the Dorothy’s study. Dorothy and her diligent The Cowardly Lion decide to try another position. They rested on the bed surface now. Dorothy turned on her side and lifted one leg. The Cowardly Lion only went by the name The Cowardly Lion and she referred to him as if The Cowardly Lion were his name while he entered her knowingly.
“Tudor, kneel over me.”
“Like this my Dearest Queen?”
“Yes, now place one knee on either side of me.”
“Ah, and lift your leg and grab it at the ankle like so.”
“Yes, The Cowardly Lion. Now enter me again whilst I am turned on my side and my leg is lifted to your shoulder. Then hold my leg there with your strong embrace.”
Next Dorothy had decided to get on top. She closed the blue curtains that surrounded the bedchamber. She ordered the Cowardly Lion to lie on his back. She told him to bend one leg and allow her to straddle the bent leg with her back turned to him.
Dorothy took hold of the thigh and knee of the Cowardly Lion ’s bent spread open leg. She wrapped her legs and thighs around it. Then with her back turned to him, she found his penis and lodged it inside her vagina from the back. The upper thigh of the Cowardly Lion aroused her spread open female lips. She pressed close to his leg. Then she began the motion of lovemaking. She moved up and down on the leg of the Cowardly Lion as if his entire leg were the erect male organ.
Next Dorothy ordered her The Cowardly Lion to come over to a contraption that had been specially made for her own sexual pleasure. The device was a reclining chair with wheels on the back of it. The Cowardly Lion was told to lie down on the reclining chair. She sat on his lap and inserted the stiff male member into her from the back.
The chair rolled back as Dorothy took hold of one of the Cowardly Lion ’s legs. She straddled him with one leg on either side. Dorothy rolled and rocked on the ocean of love as the reclining chair rolled smoothly backward and forward. While in this position Dorothy leaned down to lick the long muscular legs of the Cowardly Lion. For, she adored the masculine strong legs of learned men.
“The Cowardly Lion, what else did you have in mind to teach me today?”
“Oh I had planned to show you how great structures were built with the mathematics of geometry.”
“Ah, you were going to teach me angles and symmetry The Cowardly Lion?”
“Yes, and how great erections were built by men.”
“Oh, quite the contrary The Cowardly Lion, great erections were built by women who roused men to stand up in the morning.”
“Ah, you have your erections confused Dearest Queen.”
“Yes The Cowardly Lion, but one is an erection of flesh and blood, a male organ…and the other is an erection of stone and mortar”
“It takes exact calculations to render them both.”
“One erection of stone shall crumble. While the other erection of the flesh, shall fall to be erected again and again— if Dorothy wishes it so Majesty!”
After much toil in the reclining chair, Dorothy had decided to lie on the bed flat on her back. She ordered the Cowardly Lion to mount her from the front. She placed her hands above her head. She placed her palms flat to the headboard to make herself sturdy.
The Cowardly Lion slithered his penis between her well-lubricated thighs in the shadows of evening. The candle was burning low now. The sun was setting below the horizon. The lesson was almost done for the day.
Next they got into yet another position. Dorothy and the Cowardly Lion faced each other. She bent her legs as far as they would bend, and spread her legs out as far as they would go. Now that they were facing each other, he mimicked her position and bent his legs as far as they would bend. He spread his legs wide before the Queen.
Dorothy placed one bent leg overlapped with one of the Cowardly Lion ’s bent legs. They made a cradle. She allowed he The Cowardly Lion to enter her facing her. He squeezed her large voluptuous breasts with the strong genteel palms of his hands. He could feel the hardened aroused nipple in the moist palms of his masculine grasp.
There was one last lesson that the Cowardly Lion would endeavor before the candle was at the end of its wick. Dorothy put her legs together and placed them to one side of her body. She stretched one arm in front of her for balance. She placed the other bent arm against the Cowardly Lion ’s stomach.
He mounted her on his stomach. He elevated himself over her and entered her with her legs together and from the back. He pushed inside of her until she trembled with the un- mistakable sensations of female orgasm!
Then the lesson was finally complete! Glancing over one shoulder, Dorothy and her The Cowardly Lion both observed that the candle had burned out. There was nothing more than a white puddle of hot mush upon the mantle. The sun had slithered below the threshold of the sky. The sun had gone on its hiatus below the horizon. Thus, this is the end of the Dorothy’s daily lesson. The lesson seemed as if it had all been a dream, which had yet begun.
Introduction:
“Angel tell us about World War II, first— then about your mother and brother murdering everyone, then about Dante’s Divine Comedy.” (Olive was curious when she spoke looking wide-eyed at the vampire ghost Angel)…
They jumped into a taxi and it sped away into the dark rainy night. The streetlights stared down on the darkness revealing the teardrops of rain in the moonlight.
On this cold rainy night the streetlights washed pure puddles of pain and pity into the wet gutter. The enraged envious men were motivated by murder. They could taste the bitter pain of defeat like poison on their tongues. They could feel the stabs of fear and pain in the depths of their stomach.
The two men could see the streetlights casting shadows upon their misery. What lied ahead? The slender muscular men could smell the flame of lit cigars flare in their nostrils and hear the wind howl in the air.
Her butt made a loud smacking noise like rapid raindrops coming down each time she bounced down on his lap. Her thighs and butt cheeks smacked like a mouth full of food hungrily devoured by a starving animal in the wilderness of love and hate.
Her thick, tangled, black pubic hair was filled with rivers of cum. She continued her perpetual rubbing, pushing the juicy cum from her wet, saturated pussy lips. She rubbed in an hysterical, panic-stricken frenzy.
Lucy spontaneously made long licking motions down the entire shaft of John’s penis as if she was languishing in the sweet creamy taste of an ice cream cone.
As he sucked Lucy’s firm female skin hard enough to cave in his cheekbones, the sucking forced him to breath through his nostrils. Soon he was panting like a thirsty tired runner evading the police.
I was kissing Johns quivering pink lips, focusing my mouth. He was forcing my tongue to explore the inside of his mouth while sucking his lips. My tongue and his tongue battle for supremacy in the cavernous void of his hot wet mouth.
God made the ass wild in the streets of desperation and desire lit like a fire. Then the circular motion became more prominent and dominated, her sexual rhythm.
That same morning of wild black mares, and mayhem was made of madness. The misery and sadness would soon descend upon the innocent and the damned.
“Between pain and tears and between love and fear there is strength left before the fall of great men.” (The head priest stood before the audience with misty eyes.)
Some people hear the music of life and start dancing while others hear it and just sit there and ignore it. The music of life ceased being a choir of monks singing harmonious praises to God and began to be a barrage of bullets, bombs, and blasphemy.
“Who Killed the Vampire Angel Damon?”
“Everyone hates me because I’m getting bigger!!” my brother said as he screamed in a deranged cracker voice. A tormented tone of terror and turmoil echoed as my tight thighs trembled. No longer a private dick, my brother ran up on me and stuck his great big manhood in me till I was bleeding and screamin’with agony.
Then came the cum and the misery. My own mother hates me because I ain’t like my brother. Every time he tried to come up on top of me I told him get the fuck off my ass, you crazy bastard.
You ain’t me and I ain’t you! I told you when I bit you that I didn’t want your damn blood to begin with. I hate the taste of you!
I would bet my ass and all the weed growing in the backyard that you don’t believe me. I bit a big piece off my brother tearing my teeth into him like a wild woman.
I could never make love to a killer, like my brother Dante. He was such an asshole about killin’ always braggin’ and talking shit about everything he done.
I ripped a big chunk of flesh off his ass, and then spit his shit out and said. I ain’t you and you aint’t me you faggot! And stop puttin’ on my panties and stretchin’ out my high heels when you go to the shady side of town at night you big sweaty queen!”
Now, you’re gonna sit there and say, I don’t believe all this shit about what this bitch tellin’ me. She’s probably crazy as hell and on crack or weed or somethin’ but it’s true.
Let me tell you something else about my brother Dante, he helped my mamma, (stupid bitch that she is) killed over two hundred skinny blonde blue-eyed bitches last year. The year before that they did nothing but kill all his faggot lovers together.
First he would do his thang with all of them. Then ma would come into the room and stab the fuck out of them all. My brother would pull out his big fucking manhood (you know from under his dress and lacy panties) and fuckin’ piss in their faces while my ma was stabbin’ the poor motherfuckers!
Enough about me let’s talk about you. You readin’ this book ain’t you? You sure nuff musta learned something in your short, boring life if you learned reading.’ But readin’ ain’t shit compared to doin.’ And doin’ ain’t shit compared to dying, which is what I done when my mother came into my room one night and found me with all the weed smoked up.
Since then, (since she stabbed my ass to death), I been floatin’ around the damn rundown city until I came upon you. You are a fuckin’ genius I tell you. Not only do you do séances in your fuckin’ living room you can actually channel my ass.
Holy fuckin’ shit you actually channeled my ass fa real and I am a real damn apparition! Don’t stop now keep talking to my ass. Now your supposed to ask me another question about seeing heaven and all the damned angels. My trip to hell was a fuckin’ kick in the head too.
They say some bastard from seven hundred years ago called Dante wrote about what it was like in heaven and hell. And some son of bitch wrote some stupid ass book about his damn wet dream visions of heaven. Well let me tell you all the evil and pernicious shit I contrived for your reading pleasure today.
First of fucking all, I had to go back down there and get revenge on my brother and mother for stabbin’ me to death and that was a trip. Then I had to find a way to get the stupid ass cops to find out about all the folks that my brother and mother killed together.
I left all kinds of clues for the cops and it took the longest time to convict my brother and mother. But we’ll see how things turn out. They on trial for murder right now and the jury is still out, gullible sons of bitches that they all are.
Oh by the way my name’s Angel, Angel Damon. I been hangin’ around in purgatory or in spirit limbo for about a year now while I tip the cops off on how to execute my damn brother and mother for all the hell they put me through.
Oh go on ahead and ask me another question, with your damn weegie board (ouija board) and séance.
“Where are you now Angel?”
“Right here in the middle of your living room, I used to live here.”
“Are you a vampire, Angel?”
“Yeah, sure I guess, I like the taste of blood and some asshole bit me when I was in hell.”
“Can you tell how you were bitten?”
“Sure, I can tell you but first I gotta tell you about how my brother killed all them folks.”
“Alright, I wish you could prove your existence, Angel show yourself to us.”
“Well, alright. Here I am in all my glory.”
“But Angel, you’re…naked!”
“Yeah, well my mother killed me while I was smoking weed naked.”
“Oh, we can only see you when there’s a blizzard outside, why is that Angel?”
“Cuz, the blizzard was when my mother stabbed me.”
“Oh, well, tell us the story from the beginning please Angel.”
“I was killed the day after my mother and brother stabbed that movie star bitch that sings.”
“Oh, I see Angel and who else?”
“They also killed one of the cops, that girl cop.”
“And who else?”
“The president’s sister.”
“If you don’t mind me asking how did they get near the president’s sister?”
“I knew you wouldn’t believe me.”
“No, I believe you just tell me how you got near the president’s sister.”
“My mother and brother had a list of people who made them miserable.”
“But how did such high profile people get on the list?”
“They just walked right up to them and stabbed ‘um and ran.”
“They did it all in one day?”
“Yeah, first they planned getting near the actress bitch for months.”
“How did they do that?”
“They posed as the chauffer and cleaning lady, ma look just like one of the maids.”
“What?”
“She cozzied-up to one of the maids that worked at the White House and took her ID, but then second attempt was at a White House party.”
Angel stood in the middle of the grungy living room nude. Her chocolate brown mahogany skin glistened in the moonlight. As the snow flurries drifted down, they licked the thick white dunes of cold outside.
Her long lean legs were contoured with taunt muscles. Her body was shaped like a violin. Her hair was thick and luscious forming a great black cloud atop her large oval head.
Her dark amber eyes widened with surprise, as he looked keen and wise. Her full lips puckered moist and ruby red. As she smiled, her brilliant white teeth shimmered in the piercing moon rays.
Her voluminous breasts were firm and teardrop shaped. She stood naked as her erect nipples hardened in the cold chill of the evening. The storm was brewing like a witch’s cauldron. As she turned around to leave the room, she revealed her round well formed buttocks and regal stride that was as graceful as a ballerina.
The night that I made love to my first cousin resounds in my memory. My swollen mammary glands fill with warm blood and my nipples become erect. First I entered the hall and a chill crept up my spine like a spider spinning a web of cruel cold.
Then I stepped lightly on the tip of my toes on the balls of my feet and felt the hard floor beneath me, a feeling like a bald pair of balls dangling between sweaty wet thighs while making love. The fine hairs stood up on my forearm and a wave of heat came over me. A shudder of wet hot lust itched in my groin.
I reached down to scratch my crotch. I loosed the matted pubic hair that stitched closed my crud coated pussy lips. I felt deep into my wet crotch until I felt the slippery skin of my clitoris throbbing and oozing juice.
Then my nipples itched to be squeezed and I reached down and began to rub them in greed. As they burned, it was with a raw sort of need that would not subside. My lust could not hide inside my skin’s hide, my female flesh cried.
The crazy wind clawed at my wet warm flesh. I inched closer to the room to close the open window when a hidden voice whispered to me from deep inside. I walked closer with my hand stuck down my tight black lace panties rubbing my juicy lips that gurgled with moisture.
Finally, I reached the room where the cold wind was gusting into the house and there standing in the bright moonlight was my first cousin, Lucy. She was naked and covered with fresh sweat from head to toe.
She was breathing hard from jumping up and down sitting on the lap of my other first cousin, John. Jonny was hot and wet shining with new sweat with his thick lips wrapped around one of Lucy’s nipples.
She was leaned back with her large right breast pulled up to his lips. As he leaned down to suck her nipples, strings of spit drooling from his large pink lips.
Her legs were spread far apart. His manhood was bent and lodged inside the crevice of her womanhood. Lucy’s thick curly pubic hair was parted to reveal her shiny pink lips.
Her (vulva and labia) was exposed to reveal the thick black penis wiggling hard and strong inside her deep wet female hole. Her anxious hands rubbed her spread open lips vigorously as if she could not satiate her thirsty body enough.
First when he eased his penis into Lucy’s wet vagina he held the base of his erect manhood and wiggled it into her opening gradually until it was completely inside her spread open vagina.
Once inside, she sat back on his lap as they both sat on the couch. Then she began to rock back and forth on top his firm black body. With the width of his cock busting her vagina, his smooth sienna satin skin was glowing in the blinding moonlight.
Lucy began to rock slowly back and forth with John’s firm cock wedged inside her loose crevice. Then when the motion became monotonous she began to speed up her rocking until she was almost shaking really fast.
Then she lifted her body up from his lap a little bit at a time while, she rocked back and forth as if she was shifting in a chair after a working girls long day on the job.
Finally, John began to thrust his body upward toward her to make a combined rhythm like a good dance track. Lucy had her bare feet firmly planted on the cold hardwood floor as she began to bounce up and down and rock at the same time.
The pace increased more and more as the sweat dripped from between her thighs. The greasy mucous of her vagina slithered from the hidden lining of her heart.
When John came, it was because he could no longer tolerate the hot boiling interior of Lucy’s flesh wrapped around his cock. Finally his manhood was exposed. He was throbbing with lust and a fiery passion that flowed white-hot cum from deep inside Lucy down her thighs and into the crevice of her anus.
Her butt made a loud smacking noise like rapid raindrops coming down each time she bounced down on his lap. Her thighs and butt cheeks smacked like a mouth full of food hungrily devoured by a starving animal in the wilderness of love and hate.
When her thick tangled black pubic hair was filled with rivers of cum, she continued her perpetual rubbing, pushing the juicy cum from her wet saturated pussy lips in an hysterical panic stricken frenzy.
Soon, Lucy had allowed his penis to slide out of her vagina. At that moment the cum oozed from his finished cock. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees and began to suck at his manhood to ease the tension from his muscles completely. She hungrily sucked at the tip of his foreskin.
She sucked hard. At the same time she lashed her touch around in her mouth in circular motion, making erratic and unpredictable tongue motions on the tip of his penis.
Without warning, she would move her head up in down, making a sliding motion. Then she would whip her neck around in circles as if she was telling someone off in an argument.
Lucy spontaneously made long licking motions down the entire shaft of John’s penis as if she was languishing in the sweet creamy taste of an ice cream cone.
Lucy used her hands to vigorously rub John’s slippery penis. Then instantaneously she would begin to caress his bald black testicles palming his jewels squeezing them and making a circular motion around his nut sack.
Then she eased her manicured nails back behind his balls until she found John’s anus. It was sweaty and hot. His butt cheeks hesitated to open, as his muscles were too tense and nervous to reveal the large well-worn hole that was evident around his anus.
He coughed and groaned with embarrassment then allowed his butt checks to spread open—as one… then two… then three of Lucy’s fingers slide slowly inside his anus up to the knuckles.
His nervous butt muscles quivered with tension. The slippery skin in his anus throbbed with familiar pleasure. Lucy moved her fingers in and out of his large loose anus like a mechanical cock device as the rest of the tension was completely released from John’s limp penis.
His manhood dangled between his thick black thighs like an atrophied limb. He was a trophy to behold even with the deep well-used hole gouged in his anal cavity!
Now, John dropped to his knees and buried his head between Lucy’s legs spread wide apart. His tongue reached inside her pink split open pubic hair and slithered across her juicy clitoris.
First, he wiggled his tongue erratically with no pattern to his motion. Sometimes he would suck hard at her wet female flesh. Other times he would lick lashing his tongue back and forth. He licked horizontally then vertically, then in slow circles.
Soon he sped up his motion alternating between the cyclonic motion and the tongue rolling Spanish vibration. As he sucked Lucy’s firm female skin hard enough to cave in his cheekbones, the sucking force him to breath through his nostrils panting like a thirsty tired runner evading the police.
His eyes looked up at Lucy pop-eyed and filled with lust. At that same instant he looked over at the door and noticed me standing there with my slippery hands shoved down my pants. I was making circular rubbing motions on my wet, hot split open lips. Both of them smiled and looked over at me.
“Come on over and join us, Angel! You horny as fuck ain’t you?”
“Yeah, I guess I could fuck with you two.”
I took off my clothes. I peeled my tight jeans off revealing my wet pubic hair. I was making my hidden pubic hair public. I was never taking my bold nervous hand from between my spread open lips.
Then I pulled my shirt over my head with the help of my two cousins. Both of them reached for my bra and squeezed the large firm breasts underneath. Then they tore the bra from my body boldly.
Now, John’s manhood was ready for more action. He stood up again making a bright black shadow outline on the wall. I eyeballed a firm green banana sitting on the table across the room.
I reached for the banana and covered it with the mucous from my wet hairy pussy lips. Both of us reached down to spread apart John’s throbbing butt cheeks and slowly slid the hard green banana inside his anus.
Once the hard green banana was inside his anus. Lucy dropped to her knees and began to suck on John’s loose dangling testicles so hard that her eyes seemed to pop out of her head. She had a surprised wide-eyed enthusiasm.
Then her head did fast circular motions while her lips and tongue wrapped around John’s penis. Then she reached down and bit a button off of one of her shirts. Quickly she bit off about four buttons from her blouse that lay in a pile on the floor.
She continued to suck hard on John’s firm penis with the buttons in her mouth bobbing her head back and forth and moving in slow circles. Her tongue eased the buttons around his penis in her mouth while I fondled his large wet nuts on my fingertips.
I was kissing Johns quivering pink lips, focusing my mouth. He was forcing my tongue to explore the inside of his mouth while sucking his lips. My tongue and his tongue battle for supremacy in the cavernous void of his hot wet mouth.
Soon, we were sitting on the couch again. I was sitting beside him and Lucy was back on top of his lap.
Now she planted her feet on the cold hardwood floor and lodged his large black penis inside her vagina again. The slippery fluid of her womanhood undulated flowing endlessly from inside. As she let out streams of urine, she made loud gushing noises like falling water.
Soon, John’s manhood was locked inside Lucy’s worn out crevice and she began to roll her buttocks back while rocking back and forth on John’s lap.
God made the ass wild in the streets of desperation and desire lit like a fire. Then the circular motion became more prominent and dominated, her sexual rhythm.
Soon Lucy was lifting her buttocks up gradually and pushing the small of her lower back in a backward motion. As she maneuvered up and down on his lap she rocked slightly planting her feet on the floor.
Then her circular motion became more obvious. Now she used her hips more to swivel her entire lower half around in circles. At the same time pushing her round butt muscles back.
Soon Lucy lifted her tired ass up off of John’s lap. Then she reached down and pulled the nearly finished penis from her vagina.
Now she bent over and stuck her buttocks in John’s face as I spread her wet cum coated butt cheeks apart. John split her butt cheeks apart and began to lick the deep crack of her buttocks from top to bottom.
When his lips found her anus he lingered forcing his tongue deep inside the rim of her anus feeling the fine air of her ass and biting at some of the hairs with his bared white teeth. The sucking noises resonated through the room as his shiny pink lips kissed the valley of her great round flesh.
She quivered, her muscles released as she looked over her shoulder with her eyes wide opened and eyebrows arched in familiar appreciation. His lips made a vibrating tongue roll on her loose wet anus. His thick lips sucked as hard as his strong facial muscles could manage.
“I fuckin’ love to kiss your wet dirty ass Lucy!”
“Oh, yeah, eat out my wet hot pussy too John and Angel at the same time.”
“Lucy, I would fuckin’ love to suck out your cum filled pussy veraciously.”
“Ver—what?”
“Veraciously, you asshole remember the fuckin’ S.A.T.”
“Yeah so the fuck what you ain’t goin’ to no fuckin’ college Angel!”
“How the fuck do you know that John.”
“Oh, and you ain’t getting’ married or buyin’ a house, or a car or nothin’…”
“Haaa, yeah Angel you can sure as shit forget it Angel, ain’t you heard of the…”
“Nazi’s the damned Nazi’s are taking over France and we here in Paris.”
“Yeah well we can creep away to New York and chill until this shit over with.”
“No we can’t Lucy we’re stuck here and we have to conform to the Nazis.”
“Alright, well I read that damn book you gave me in the library bout the Dante.”
“Oh, yeah that mother-fucker went to hell and back.”
“No shit, we livin’ in hell right the fuck now.”
“Sure feel like heaven though don’t it Angel?”
“Yeah, it do, with your dick forced the fuck up inside my wet pussy.”
“Well, I hear that you gonnin’ back to New York and chill fa a bit.”
“I am and you sure as hell better get out of her and join me.”
“We will, as soon as yo ass convince me that somethin’ is wrong with stayin’ right here in Paris.”
“Ah remember last Christmas, Oh cum, c-u-m let ass a whore him, oh come let us adore him.”
“Ah, noel, no hell, no hell, bore in ass the kink is real.”
“Shut your fucking mouth Jonny!”
“We was in Paris back in 1943. The Nazis were about to take over and some of the Jew-hating French folk didn’t have no problem with it. You see, what the fuck did you say your name was again doll?”
“Oh, my name is Olive and when did you become a vampire before or after WWII?”
“Oh, Olive I became a vampire after WWII when a Nazi P.O.W bit my ass during sex and I helped him escape for some coke and weed.”
“You what?”
“I helped the damn Nazi to get outta Paris (fo a baga weed), I betrayed the human race! Damned vampire lust for pleasure consumed me.”
“Well, was your mother a vampire too? And I thought you said you were bitten in hell.”
“I was, the damn Nazi took me there as if we were on a damn tour of fuckin’ hell.”
“Oh, that’s sounds exciting tell us more, Angel.”
“Olive, you all love ain’t you. I said you all love Angel don’t you?”
“Yep, we all love you now plea—se tell us what the fuck happened with the damned Nazi in Paris in 1943.”
“Don’t you want to hear about how my mother recently killed all these people?”
“Oh, is your mother a vampire too?”
“Yep, damn bitch kept it a secret from us all of our lives until we got bitten and she showed up still alive and well after more thanfifty years.”
“How did your mother get bitten Angel?”
“How, the hell should I know! She around her somewhere and I don’t know how to conjure her ignorant ass.”
“Oh, the presidents sister got killed. Being president of the United States must fuckin’ suck. I bet he can’t even scratch his bald black ass without someone getting it on camera and putting it in rewind a thousand times.”
“Yep, Olive being pres, must really fucking suck, except for the free food and benefits that the mother-fucker must get. Oh, my Black bitch mother told me once in a lucid dream that she was bitten by Mousso-fucking-lini, you remember that Italian faggot that buddied up with Adolf-fucking-Hitler.”
“Angel did you ever hear the term what comes around goes around?”
“Yep, wad cums around goes around your fucking pubes and asshole. Are you referring to the evil shit that people do coming back to haunt them in the next life or something?”
“Yeah Angel I am. Do you think that you were forced to visit hell, purgatory, and heaven because you did something wrong here on earth?”
“Maybe, Olive, maybe.”
“I’m sorta comfortable here, I can languish in my own pity and mediocrity.”
“Angel tell us about WWII, first— then about your mother and brother murdering everyone, then about Dante’s Divine Comedy.” (Olive was curious when she spoke looking wide-eyed at the vampire ghost Angel)
“Well, alright with your fine self Olive.”
“You see there was this priest who was in love with a nun and the nun turned out to be a man dressed as a female to become a nun. The priest turned out to be a female dressed as a man to become a priest.
Both of them were drug fiends who needed money for food and a place to live. They started this drastic cult of prostitutes that turned tricks in the basement of the cathedral in the wine cellar.
Anyhow, I was born to the priest and the nun. You see the nun was a Black dude wearing make-up. The priest was a White woman. Anyhow, the nun turned into a Nazi. The priest started goin’ with an American jazz performer and made my half-brother Raymond.
Where was I, oh, my mother gave up dressing like a priest and my father disappeared dressed as a nun. We never saw him/her again. I guess I’ll tell you the story the way you asked me to.
Let’s start with the Normandy landing. D-Day was when the U.S. forces, led by F.D.R., invaded Normandy France. You see F.D.R. (that’s Fuckin’ Deli Whores Rosy felt) had just got bitten by Hitler after they had their secret meeting together.”
“Wait a minute, wait-da-minute tell me more about your mother and father briefly!”
“Well alright. They met during early morning mass and the scene between the two of them went something like this:
“The sky is aroused with the wake of the sun this morning Hannah Heart, my dear. You wake me more than any dawn ever could.” (He smiled at her as his brow glistened in the sunlight)
“Father, Patrick you make your face shine like the sun and the bronze of summer is upon your chest, wet with sweat.” (She adjusted her tight black and white habit.)
“Yes, I am shirtless and shiny with sweat because I had to chase down a horse this morning loosed from the stable.” (She dabbed the sweat from his broad muscular chest)
“Ah, the black mare that no one can tame ran wild this morning, Father Patrick.” (He grabbed her hand and placed it around his belt buckle)
“I see you would have me to loose something for you as well. Sister Hannah, Place your hand here.” (He forced her delicate hand down below his belt bucked)
“I like the sound of a metal buckle unlatching in the morning.”
“I rather love the sight of a buck with a bulge unloosed in the morning.” (She tore off her habit layer by layer.)
“Hannah my flesh longs for your hands like the deer longs for the water, come to me my darling.” (He pulled the belt completely out of his pant)
“What are you doing Father Patrick?”
“You’ll see when I’m done, Hannah just keep stroking me darling.” (Hannah pulled away her head covering and swung her long hair down swiftly.)
“You taste of honey and salt Father Patrick.” (She pulled his penis to her lips and suckled it)
“Oh, Hannah my aperture must be torn apart. Part that great valley of my manhood and make it feel pleasure as it should.” (She placed her hands on each buttock and spread apart his cheeks)
“Father Patrick, I have to tell you something before we go on.”
You see, Olive my mother, (dressed as a male priest) was standing at the door. She made her hands busy in her pockets as if she had a penis to press against and subdue.
You see Olive my mother the priest would never be allowed to enter the monastery as a woman. A clean well-fed gathering of monks was the closest sanctuary from her bitter poverty, in France. So, she lied and dressed as a man to enter the priesthood.
My father came across the same problem when he was a young boy. The closest place for food and shelter was the nunnery. My Black father grew his thick curly hair long and dressed his gaunt body in conservative women’s clothes.
Once they let my father become a nun, he kept his secret closely guarded while doing favors for all of the nuns. One summer my father was sent out of the nunnery on a mission far away in the countryside of France.
Once he arrived at the mission he discovered that there was only a monastery there and no other place for food and shelter for hundreds of miles.
Rather than starve and stand out in the rain, he beseeched a bishop to let him stay near the monastery. But remember he was still dressed as a nun and presenting himself as a woman. First there was a head nun to deal with.
He met with the head nun first, mother superior. He fell to his knees before her dressed as a nun and began to pray. Soon he found his head beneath the folds of her long black and white habit.
His head was submerged beneath her fine white linen. His head was in the darkness of the shadows under her desk. The sunlight broke through the stained glass window. The stained glass rained morning light on both of them revealing their, pleasure, pain and sin.
The mother superior soon began to fondle between his legs. My father pushed her away with restraint, quite an act of humility and self-control for which my father was well known. But it was too late, mother superior had already revealed the bulge of his firm aroused penis.
She forced his pants down and unleashed his manhood completely. Her mouth watered and her lips dripped with shiny saliva. The sight of the young large black penis awakened a primal urge in the mother superior.
Instinctually she began to stroke her old white hand lovingly upon the thick shiny black penis with a smile widening her mouth.
“I see you have a bit of a secret Sister Heart. Who sent you here?”
“I was not sent, I came alone and uninvited.”
“Why did you come?”
“Because you have your hand on my manhood…and…I was hungry and you gave me meat, naked and you clothed me.”
“Why not ask for charity as all other paupers?”
“I wanted to give as much as a received.”
“Yes, it is better to give than to receive Sister Heart.”
“That was why I always gave the oral love of my tongue to the other sisters and never received oral sex. I wanted to obey the commandments.”
“Yes, Sister Heart you had done well but it was all a lie and I must send you away.”
“Where will I go mother superior. I…I’m so sorry about what sin I did and I beg you to let me leave in peace and tell no one.”
“I shall allow you to leave, but a piece like that cannot be ignored.”
She opened her mouth and poured out her love upon his thick black penis as the sun shone through the red stained glass window. His penis was so thick in girth that mother superior had to stretch her mouth to the fullest extent with her eyes bulging out of her head in awe of my father’s manhood.
She sucked and smacked her lips at the firm, sperm filled black penis until her wild lashing tongue eased the cum from his engorged member. The white semen exploded from my father’s penis like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
He instinctually slid his fingers back. He firmly lodged them inside his own anus as the mother superior pursed her lips on his long black cock. The interior of his anus throbbed and he slid his small delicate hands in and out of the greasy crease of his orifice.
The mother superior noticed this act of latent homosexuality and joined her old wrinkled hands with his. She slid four of her fingers into his hole, until her whole hand fit snuggly inside his opening. She had felt such canyons of confusion on the bodies of bishops and princes and she was not surprised.
When my father (Sister Heart) arrived at the monastery dressed as a nun the priests were told to take her/him in and treat her with benevolence for her short stay.
My father was given the authority to issue food and shelter to paupers down in the small French town. He was given permanent residence and food as a result. Occasionally my father made his way to the monastery dressed as a nun of course, and would take mass or prayer with the priests.
The bishop came to the small French town near Normandy and met with my father (the nun) at the mission. This was the mission that he/she, (Sister Heart) had started. The Bishop had already been informed that something was wrong at the town and he looked upon my father with suspicion of thievery—stealing.
Well, because my father was growing weed there in the garden of the mission and smoking marijuana quite a bit he cared little for stealing gold or silver from the treasury, which is what many church officials suspected the bishop of doing.
The bishop arrived with many gold rings and flowing robes as well as an entourage of advisors. The day the bishop arrived my father the nun was locked away in the treasury with a lit pipe of weed pressed between Sister Heart’s puckered lips.
The bishop burst through the door expecting to find my father stealing or with a woman but instead found my father nude surrounded in a thick cloud of weed as high as heaven.
A plan formed against my father (the nun). The bishop would take half the treasury, sell half of the marijuana plants to the prince, and force my father’s mouth shut. Or, the bishop would reveal my father’s secret.
The bishop demanded head from my father at once. He closed the door to the treasury and addressed my father like a whore in a saloon.
“I have uncovered your nakedness Sister Heart now it is time to pay the piper.” (The bishop lifted his robe and revealed his erect penis beneath his habit.)
“What will you do with me bishop?”
“Not only are you a woman, but a blackheart with a heart as black and full of lies as a devil.” (He came close to the bishop’s manhood on his knees)
“I will sell a bit (celibate) of the marijuana crop and it will replace the gold that you took from the treasury, bishop.”
“Join your lips to my manhood and keep quiet…umm…Sister Heart.”
“I will do what you ask.” (He locked his lips around the bishop’s manhood and bobbed his head rhythmically)
Standing at the door of the stable that morning you can imagine my mother (the priest) must have heard the rumor about the bishop and my father (the nun). My mother stood witness to the entire act of sin between the nun Hannah Heart, (my father), and the priest Father Patrick.
My mother cleared her throat and looked expressionless at the two of them as the bells of morning mass rang resoundingly.
“Ah, Sister Heart I see you are on your knees early this morning.” (Sister Heart turned in surprise)
“Yes, and you are on your toes. Where are those high heels that a lady should wear my dear Father Damon or should I say Sister Damon.” (Sister Heart laughed as she spoke partially smiling)
“Well, at least Sister Heart is a real woman that doesn’t hide herself from men!” (Father Patrick reached over and ripped the habit completely off.)
My father was a coward balled up on the floor of the barn. His balls were as bald and hairless as the day he was born. He scurried to hide himself.
“I told you, I knew the rumors were true, Sister Heart has a cock as big as a morning red rooster, and as black as a witches cast-iron cauldron.” (Father Patrick grimaced and looked away in shame and humor.)
“What will you do with us now Father Patrick?” (Father Damon exclaimed)
“What a man that serves two master ought to do, I will love one and hate the other, by God and mammon.” (Father Patrick grabbed Sister Heart by the leg and got on top of him from the back)
“I knew that you were no priest just a heathen sodomite disguised in the rich robe of a man of God!” (Father Damon shrieked as she rushed to assist Sister Heart)
“Not so fast, both of you, frauds, both of you will give me your love now!” (Father Patrick pulled a small dagger from his boot and forced it at Father Damon’s throat)
“You are as much a fraud as we are Father Patrick.”
“Never mind who is worse, now I will blackmail both of you or see you hanged for heresy!” (He scowled foaming at the mouth with subdued rage.)
“Tell us what you want us to do, Father Patrick.”
“Take off that stupid priest outfit you scrawny bitch and show me your tits.”
“As you ask, I will do, Father Patrick!” (Father Damon undressed quickly)
“Turn around you faggot bitch and get on your knees, now!”(She did as she was asked)
“Now what, Father Patrick.”
“Now, you girly faggot Sister Heart, do as I say and put your hard cock in Father Damon’s ass, now you bastard!” (They did as they were told at knifepoint)
“Now what?” (Sister Heart asked smugly with his penis inserted into Father Damon’s anus)
“Now pump and thrust your long black dick into her ass you sorry fairy.” (They did as they were told)
“Now what?”
“Now wrap those pretty hot pink lips around my manhood and shut the fuck up, Father Damon.” (She turned her head toward his erect penis and obeyed silently)
“Are you finished with us now?” (Semen spewed from Father Patrick’s manhood as he smiled slyly.)
“I guess the two of you will be as thick as thieves now.”
“Perhaps.” (Sister Heart looked up at Father Patrick and then at Father Damon)
My father and mother swiftly turned to each other and finished the endless act of making love. My father was unveiled and stripped of his nun’s habit. My mother was naked and flanked with her priest’s collar thrown on the floor of the stable. Blood and water flowed from her torn and mutilated anal cavity.
The wild black stallions and mares cried untamed in the background. The bells of morning mass resounded. The choir of monks lifted their voices in harmonic accord.
The Nazis were ready to goose-step into France soon, Olive. You might have guessed that the monks and nuns would be a target of Nazi hatred.
The first order issued by Hitler was to erase Christianity and Judaism from German society, then from France, then from the world. Hitler’s diabolical plan was to make the government into a religion. He wanted to close every cathedral, monastery, and nunnery in the world, thus creating a pure race and religion.
The nuns came under attack first. That very same morning mass was the same morning that Hitler marched into the French countryside. The loud heavy pounding of soldiers trampling across the French meadows echoed in the streets.
Now the hard stone streets of the quaint French town, were being invaded with the sounds of harshly spoken German. The Nazi commanders came to the nunnery and harassed the mother superior.
They kicked down the sacred doors and almost set fire to the rectory, library, and chapel. They pushed over all of the bookshelves and tore the pages out of all the books.
They knocked over the lit candles in the rectory. They pushed over the pews in the cathedral. The Nazis threw the hymnals up in the air to watch the sheets of white paper drift to the ground in ruin.
The Nazi commander bashed down the door of mother superior’s office. He sauntered arrogantly into the room clothed in the black clad swastika laden regalia.
“Hale Hitler!”
“Don’t believe you were formally invited commander.” (Mother superior snarled with authority)
“We need no invitation, furthermore the Third Reich is formally taking control of this nunnery.” (He garbled with arrogance)
“I cannot do such a thing unless ordered to by a higher authority of the Church.”
“You will do as I say you wretched nuisance of a whore!” (He ordered his men to close the door)
The Nazi commander lunged across the room toward the mother superior who sat proudly behind her desk. At that instant she lifted the riffle that she had concealed beneath her desk.
The Nazi commander reacted instantly with many years of battlefield experience in his favor. He grabbed the riffle and used it to pen mother superior to the wall. She struggled with a feisty spirit. They slid along the wall fighting until the Nazi commander forced mother superior into the corner.
Finally, the Nazi was merely an inch from mother superior’s face sweating and breathing hard. She could feel his breath on her cheeks and taste the drops of sweat on her upper lip. The sweat dripped from his brow. She pursed her lip and grimaced in agony.
He pressed harder forcing the shaft of the riffle across mother superior’s throat. Soon his hardened penis was protruding and he poked at her thigh with pants and sighs. Her eyes shut tight as if she wanted to cry. On this morn she knew that she would act now to live or to die.
The Nazi commander’s manhood was loosed with the sound of his metal buckle becoming undone. With one hand he reached down and unleashed his erect manhood from the prison of his pressed pants.
Soon it was penetrating the private and perverse dark valleys of mother superior’s womanhood. The pleasure was immediate and intense.
The streams of blood, cum, and urine rolled down her thighs and she opened her pale blue eyes. Her knees buckled as the need to heed to this beastly greed ignored her creed. He planted his seed.
There were a few fast and ferocious thrusts of lust beneath the crinkled habit of mother superior.
Finally, the fuck was finished. The Nazi commander licked his lips then dropped to his knees in a moment of guilt and began to suck and lick the interior of mother superior’s womanly flesh.
He lingered between her wet split open pussy lips for hours. Steam formed on the stained glass windows and the windows cried tiny teardrops of dew, as he finished the screw. This was a moment the mother superior only shared with a few.
All over the nunnery the same scene was being reenacted repetitively with all of the nuns young and old. All across France the Nazis marched pounding the frail flesh of France beneath their frightening feet.
“If you need it and you want it, and you ask it is done (dung).”
“What diction you have commander. Is that what your Hitler says when he hits weak women?”
“Ah, mother superior if you want your nuns to live through the war we demand service from you as well. Remember that strong men have weaknesses, and seek this. Strong armies have weak members.” (He grabbed his groin and put his penis politely back in his pants)
Olive, you might have surmised that the Nazis made their way to the monastery as well. Well, they did Olive, they did. That same morning of wild black mares, and mayhem was made of madness. The misery and sadness would soon descend upon the innocent and the damned.
The trio of wayward priests rushed haphazardly into the assembly at the morning mass. Some of the monks paused in their repose to gaze at them as they entered. They were mortified and their pride was interred in the cathedral full of men of thecloth.
Their pride fell like ashes from a searing fire, and wasted away like the length of a long white candle lit with flame. At the same instant that the two priests and a nun entered the cathedral the bell gonged frightfully out of tune and the rapid sound of gunfire bombarded the ears.
There was an explosion and the sound of loud German commands were being issued angrily. Soon the Nazis marched into the cathedral full of monks and every head turned with astonishment.
“Between pain and tears and between love and fear there is strength left before the fall of great men.” (The head priest stood before the audience with misty eyes.)
“Look and watch gentlemen as I tear this bill in half. If you cooperate with the Reich you will get the other half of this hundred dollar bill, if not men…you will die!” (The commander kept a stoic expression then let out a duplicitous laugh.)
Some people hear the music of life and start dancing while others hear it and just sit there and ignore it. The music of life ceased being a choir of monks singing harmonious praises to God and began to be a barrage of bullets, bombs, and blasphemy.
Some people hear the music of life and start dancing while others hear it and just sit there and ignore it. The music of life ceased being a choir of monks singing harmonious praises to God and began to be a barrage of bullets, bombs, and blasphemy.
The next act that took place was almost unspeakable, Olive, but I’m gonna tell you anyways. Next the Nazi commander pulled the head priest into the confessional before the entire audience. Then his men ushered all the monks out of the cathedral. They sang sorrowful songs of woe with their voices melded together in somber tremolo.
Obsequious urges spewed from the head priest. He turned his back to the Nazi commander. His lower jaw began to quiver. The Nazi knew what he wanted from the start. He tore the long brown robe of the priest and revealed his large pale bottom in the claustrophobic confines of the confessional.
“Do you know something priest, you’re nothing more than an anal whore who eats cock! Now do your priestly duties with me before I put this bullet through your head.” (He shoved a handgun to the temples of the priest.)
The priest spread his butt cheeks and allowed the firm German penis to forcefully thrust into his anal cavity. The crack of his buttocks was oily and moist from sitting in the pews for mass and he kept a tight ass. But that tight ass priest buttoned his lips and allowed the thrusting with class.
That is all the pertinent information that I need to divulge, Olive. The fucking Nazis raped a damn priest okay!
“Then what happened Angel?”
Well, Olive the faggot pissed all over the confessional and walked out into the aisles spraying piss everywhere as if he was christening the pews.
My mother (Father Damon) got pregnant from their interlude in the stable. They were like the black mare and the black stallion. They say my mother, (Father Damon) passed for White without any paint or make-up. My father (Sister Heart) was a deep brown skin man with skin like dark sienna and amber.
My father had to wear make-up on his hand and face and cover his body from head to toe even in the heat of summer to hide his complexion and gender.
He became a nun to get the essentials of life, food and shelter and to help others but also to prevent men from trying to woo him out of his clothes, which would reveal the obvious lie of gender and race.
The Nazis took over the little town where my parents lived in France and my mother (Father Damon) hid away in the bell tower of the cathedral until her baby was born.
I was her first child and she was only seventeen Dante was her second. The day he was born was the day that the French town of Normandy was invaded 1944.
“You lived through the end of WWI and the Normandy invasion of France Angel?”
“I certainly did Olive. I was born in 1936 to my parents who had met eight years earlier before the incident in the barn. My mother met my father before she was bitten with Mussolini. ”
“But you said that you were turned into a vampire with a Nazi when he bit your ass. The Nazis lost the war in 1945 and fought their last battle in 1946 when you were only 9 or 10 years old Angel.”
That’s right Olive, I was only 9 or 10 years old when a Nazi came and ripped my clothes off and had his way with me. First he jumped out of the closet wearing his old uniform. He had been a deserter, hiding in the closet since the allies liberated Normandy.
First he put his hand over my mouth and pulled out his short, fat White penis that wriggled like a worm on a hook as we struggled together. He penned me to the floor inside the closet and tore my ten-year old girl panties off.
The Nazi rubbed my frail unexplored female flesh vigorously with his free hand while his penis continuously hardened toward an erection. Then he glared at me with his clear blue eyes and I felt his hurried breath warm my cheeks. His rough newly sprouted beard rubbed against my cheeks.
Immediately there was a moment of mercy. The Nazi put his head between my flailing legs and subdued my sweaty wet crotch. At the age of ten, I was already fully covered with pubic hair on my groin and sweating like a mule in full stride. I had very large well-formed breasts as well.
The Nazi grazed the pastures of my pussy passionately. He was presumptuous and pompous as he puckered his pursed pout and pumped his penis. The Nazi finished his business and left me covered in sweat, blood, and tears.
Then he bared his long white fangs and sunk them deep into my groin sucking and licking the period blood that spewed from the valley of my girlhood. He must have sucked my bloody crotch for hours until I was almost completely drained of my blood.
I blacked out. When I passed out I seemed to travel to some distant place. I felt as if I was dying and being reborn at the same time. Soon I began to envision epic pictures of a burning inferno. The memory so corrodes my mind with pain and suffering that I choose to talk about it some other time, Olive.
“Alright Angel. But at least tell us about the Nazis getting beat in Normandy.”
Okay they say that the D-Day mission to take back France used to be called the Neptune operation, which just reminds me of the UFO aliens that landed in Roswell around the same time that the Normandy landings took place. They said that the soldiers had to land during the full moon to light everything.
It was a misty moonlight night on the 6thof June and the spring tide was about to come in to the beach front of France. Dwight D. Eisenhower was the famous American general who helped launch the invasion.
The mission could only be on a day with less wind and lower tide with the brightest possible lighting, the bright light of the full moon.
The full moon also attracts vampires and werewolves to roam in the night. The howl of wolves could be heard echoing through the bloodthirsty streets of France.
The weather kicked up the night before the invasion and the wind began to blow like a banshee. The howl of the wind woke the leaves on the trees and stirred the embers on the tip of Eisenhower’s lit cigar.
He and his men huddled together in the cold blustery alcoves of England along with the other allies to wait out the storm. He took another puff of his cigar and peered outside the tent with the flickering light of lanterns dancing around the glaring twinkle in his eyes.
He furrowed his brow and craned his neck. Then he let out a sigh of relief with the last puff of white smoke that hovered from his cigar. Finally, the spy had arrived with news from Normandy.
The first spy was a young woman who spoke French and English and was disguised as Nazi nurse and a whore. It was said that she had spent the night with most of Hitler’s commanders, including Erwin Rommel the ruthless and infamous name that rattled through Eisenhower’s mind like a fucking machine gun.
The double agent slithered close to the tent with stealth. She was alone and dressed in nothing more than a field nurse’s uniform dirty and stained with blood. Her hair was penned up atop her head in a bright blonde double do with the long tendrils of curls captured in a white hair net on the back of her head.
The long nape of her neck craned like a swan. He stared at the unusual birthmark on her neck that identified her as the spy. Her birthmark and her tattoo were in the shape of a tiger lily and both tattoo and birthmark were freckled with orange and black spots.
Her large red lips were naturally hot pink and plump and her short rounded off nose revealed two delicate nostrils that flared at the sight of Eisenhower standing in the shadows with the lit cigar in his mouth.
Her bright blue eyes were a piercing sapphire and her long luscious eyelashes curled casting a shadow with her silhouette. Her figure was famous. Her large perky breasts bounced as she walked with her firm hot pink nipples piercing through her tight uniform.
Her long legs stepped carefully supporting her large round backside that stuck out from her body as far as her mammoth breasts. The shadow of her body was like a cartoon drawing or a Vargas poster, pin-up, a dream girl.
But every curl on her head was Jewish and Negro. She was forced to hide her identity from the Nazi supporters. Her father was well hung Negro with massive muscles from head to toe chiseled like a Greek god. Her mother had been a slender voluptuous Jewess with curly blonde hair. Somehow she came out almost completely colorless, some sort of albino or something.
Now she was inside Eisenhower’s tent she allowed her thick flack jacket to fall from her shoulders to the floor. Her chest was heaving up and down with excitement.
She could hardly contain her eagerness. Eisenhower stood surrounded by his men with the lit cigar still wafting embers of bright red ash into the windy night air.
“Have you any more information for us Francesca?” (Eisenhower shifted the cigar to one side of his mouth.)
“Yes, sir the Nazis are planning to move more of their troops toward the coast of Britain, they are gathering a large army to invade England.” (Her lip quivered slightly and her voice trembled)
“Show us the maps you stole from the nightstand of Rommel, himself.” (He took the cigar from his mouth and blew softly at Francesca)
“Here they are sir, still covered with the moist semen of Rommel himself!” (She smirked smiling slowly as she extended the large scroll of maps toward him)
“Ah, they are gathering all of the power to invade England very soon, and they have the bomb…the atomic bomb!”
“Indeed, Rommel dreamed of mushroom clouds blooming over England as I sucked the life’s fluid from his thick White cock.” (She began to unbutton her uniform)
“No, take off your stockings first one leg at a time.” (He grinned slightly undoing his pants zipper)
“Like this?” (She pulled up her dress and undid the garter around her slender thighs)
“Yes, yes Francesca exactly like that” (She took the panty hose completely off and slid the bright red garters down her thighs)
“Here, is the blonde pubic hair filled with Rommel’s own cum. Taste it on my fingertips.” (Eisenhower rubbed the heap of blonde pussy hair swiftly)
“Old Rommel didn’t use a condom on you Francesca?” (He smirked with lust)
“Yes, but the old faggot busted the condom in my ass first with long fast strokes inside my loose anus as I rolled my hips around in circles.” (She completely removed her nurse’s uniform)
“Did he suck your tits and roll his tongue around on your nipples like I do so well Francesca?” (He squeezed both large breasts in his hands turning them blushed pink as he sucked loudly)
“Yes, yes, Eisin-fucking-hower he did and my eyes fill with tears of lust and sin. My body and eyes sin as you fuck me harder.” (He had already slid his penis into the wet cum filled vagina)
He pressed her body against the wall to leverage the power to force his well-oiled cock inside her wet spread apart pussy lips. His fingers were wet and slippery with Rommel’s cum as he found the opening of Francesca large gaping hole.
When his cock was bent up inside her he began to maneuver. He thrust his hips pushing her tender butt cheeks into the wall.
Slowly she wrapped one leg around him. Then he helped her hoist herself up until he was partially holding her and both legs were wrapped around his body.
“They say it was Rommel’s wife’s birthday, the night I fucked him in their bed!” (She spoke then she seductively attacked his lips with her tongues and invaded his mouth forcefully with passion.)
“And how does Rommel fuck his wife Francesca as you sat and watched from the closet?”
“Well, he fucked his wife the same way that he fucked Hitler. He bent her over while she was holding on to the bedpost. She wrapped her arms around the bedpost naked and Rommel forced his fat White manhood into his sweaty perfumed wife’asshole.”
“Did he anally fuck his wife?” (He grinned with sweat-covered lust)
“Her ass cheeks smacked with each thrust and glistened in the moonlight.”
“Then how did he fuck Hitler?”
“He bit him first, revealing long white vampire fangs dripping with blood.”
“Oh, like these Francesca?” (He opened his mouth revealing long white fangs)
“Yes, except his were much bigger if you will excuse me mentioning it sir.”
“You taste wonderful Francesca, your blood is full of sweet sex and sin.” (His lips turned bloody as he bit her neck)
“Put my ass on that desk over there.” (He carried her to the desk with his cock still inside her.)
“I’ll just lay down flat on my back and let you put your dick between my tits while I squeeze ‘um together, like Rommel did last night.” (She lay on her sweaty back letting her long blonde hair fall over the edge of the desk while she rubbed her lips)
“Tell me more about Hitler.” (He grinned as he worked her wet pubic hair with his fingertips.)
“Hitler stood nude before Rommel and Rommel sunk his fangs into him fully clothed in his black Nazi uniform. He was gloomy and he gave him happiness. Although when a dick’s attached to a man like that it brings nothing but misery.” (She smiled coyly)
“Then what happened?”
“Then Hitler started to sing loudly in German while Rommel was drinking his blood from the back of his neck and thrusting Hitler’s anus!” (She smiled slyly squeezing her nipples as his cock slid between her large tits)
“Did Hitler cum for Rommel?”
“Yes, he did while Rommel’s hands were rubbing Hitler’s manhood nervously.”
“Does Hitler grab his balls and roll them around in the palm of his hands when he comes now?”
“Yes, because I did such a trick with Rommel and then he did it with Hitler.”
“Ah, Hitler is cumming with a trick that I frequently enjoy!” (A sleazy laugh ushered from his mouth.)
“Hitler and Rommel met to talk about bolstering the beach head of Normandy with more men and ammunition. But Hitler refused to give Rommel more men and guns because he wanted to concentrate his power for the invasion of England and the Soviet Union.” (Her voice was matter-of-fact and calm as he thrust his cock between her breasts)
“The carrots are cooked and the dice have been thrown, this is the code that was broadcast to the French resistance telling them to tangle phone lines, mount their troops and prepare for invasion.”
“Yes, I know but German command assumed that the code lines and the French poem was just a routine common threat and nothing to worry about, Eisenhower.”
“The English Channel was said to be full of German submarine U-boats off the coast of Brittany.”
“Tell me what you will say to the men if we are victorious Eisenhower.”
“I will say proudly, we are about to embark upon a crusade, to fend for our way of life from the forces of darkness in high places, for which we united as one, have striven these many tedious months of toil…” (He paused and cleared his throat)
“No Eisenhower my dear, say this: We are about to embark on a great crusade, toward which we have striven these many months.” (He looked up at her wide-eyed and pensive)
“Humm, Francesca maybe I will phrase my statement that way. That sounds short and sweet.”
“Yeah, like your fat cock, Eyes-Sin-harder!” (He came at that same instant she devoured his penis between her full pink lips)
“Yeah, well these maps help a great deal, only two German panzers at Normandy instead of three and not nearly enough German air force units to stop us…hot damn it looks like we can take them by the flank and fuck them in the ass at Cane River then send in the British and American parachute battalion.” (He smiled then he looked at the Germans with his pants still down around his ankles with his cock in Francesca’s mouth.)
“I wish I could kiss the dicks of every infantry man in Omaha Beach battalion, the first wave. It looks like they’re going to suffer 50% casualties.” (She frowned while placing a cigarette between her lips and striking a match)
Well, when it was all said and done Olive a mistake, a misstep that was not planned for, was what won the Normandy D-Day invasion. You see, Olive the 4th Division landed someplace that they did not plan for on the Utah Beach. Theodore Roosevelt led the invasion though they were off course.
Well, Olive because the 101st airborne paratroopers had already landed and penetrated the beach the infantry just ran straight up into Normandy and busted the German beach defenses like a big cock fucking a huge worn out pussy hole.
Alright Olive, I guess I’ll go on and tell you about the rest of the Nazi shit, it seems to be a popular subject. My parents weathered the storm seeing the Normandy invasion in the flesh only a few miles from the beach. My brother Dante was born after the invasion and the war had started to shift toward the allies.
“Is Dante the one who raped you Angel?”
“Yeah, he was. Sometimes I used to call him Cleaver, as a nickname but his real name is Dante like the famous Italian poet of the Divine Comedy.” (Angel looked away smugly)
“Oh yeah that, you promised to tell us about it Angel, don’t forget.”
“Well, I should tell you how I or I should say we, Jonny and me, stumbled upon a Nazi deserter hiding in our French town.” (Angel’s eyes sparkled)
“Oh, is this the Nazi that bit you and made you a vampire or was it the Nazi that bit you when you were ten years old?”
“Well, I was bitten twice Olive, first when I was ten years old and I saw visions of hell, then second time when I was ten and I was a mature woman.” (Angel looked toward Olive during the séance)
“A mature woman at ten Angel?”
“Yes, I had been working for my parents in the basement of the cathedral running the whore house full of prostitutes that they kept in the wine cellar.”
“Oh, right you did mention that, tell us more.” (Her voice sounded inquisitive)
Well my father (Sister Heart) and my mother (Father Damon) were still ordained, a priest and a nun. The scandal was now just a whispered rumor from the war and no one really knew what happened.
Anyhow, my parents hesitated to leave the church or to be their true gender or race. Hey, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it right. My parents still needed money for their marijuana addiction, food, shelter, clothes and respect from everyone in our quaint Paris neighborhood.
We decided to leave Paris in 1946. even though the Nazis had been officially put on the run some of them were still slinking around Paris relaying info to the Germans. My cousin Jonny was a tough motherfucker though. He didn’t take shit from nobody.
One day we were in the basement of the Paris cathedral and some customers came down to the cellar to fuck some of our whores. Well, Jonny was the doorman and I was the madam. Jonny got drunk and let some of the suspicious type into the whorehouse.
Oh, and my mother was bitten by Mussolini. I need to tell you about that. But she suffered from the same bad judgment as her daughter, I am as gullible as hell. The damned faggot sucked my cousin’s dick to get a whiff of some of our whores.
First, he showed Jonny a condom. Jonny smiled inebriated and unzipped his pants when the thick German accent insisted on sucking his big Black cock. What brother would pass up getting their dick sucked by a Nazi?
Jonny slid his dick out of his pants and started an erection as his shiny brown dick shimmered moist with spit in the candle light of the church cellar.
Now the Nazi got down with my cousin by bobbing his head up and down. The Nazi made loud sucking noises as anxious spit flowed from his horny mouth. The Nazi’s cheeks hollowed out and his large brown eyes closed shut tight like a chinamen.
“Greedy aren’t you faggot. Yeah make it cum then go on in there and fuck one of our fine Black bitches in the ass like a mule.” (Jonny snickered as he spoke)
“Let me have the finest bitch you got!” (He swallowed hard and walked toward the back cellar)
“What’s your pleasure sir?” (I said with a gradual smile)
“You, look good enough to eat.” (He glared at me with lust)
“Cum inside and find out some more…”
I gestured with my finger for the Nazi to come closer. The songs of lust and longing quivered from the lips of the horny prostitutes inside the cellar. The lyrics to the song rang out resounding like wet lips smacking on dick.
A dark place is waiting, while you fight your enemy you should do some loving instead of hating…
Feel my hands on your body my thighs open wide for the big band party, give me a dime of your time and don’t be foolhardy…
I reached for one of the marijuana cigarettes rolled in a brown paper bag. The Nazi followed back into the shady room with the lit sweet, strong, stench hovering behind me. You see Olive, that damned Nazi was a drug addict and a sex addict who needed a hit of both.
He offered me a light and then closed the bright red door. The red light bulb was swinging back and forth from a long cord high in the ceiling. The swinging light bulb created shadows on the wall painted it red and black.
The outline of our bodies was obvious. His long black silhouette displayed a skinny White dick in profile as his erection grew. Then he took off his skirt with the lit marijuana cigarette pursed between his lips.
The smoke from the cigarette flared from his nostrils. He pointed his long narrow nose down toward the floor. The corners of his mouth curled up at the tips to make a sly grin.
His large brown eyes were the color of coffee without the cream. He pointed his stare down toward the mound of thick black pubic hair between my legs.
“Take off your bra pretty Black bitch and show me those huge tits.” (His strong German accent echoed in the room behind the jazz music)
“Here, they are and here’s the condom you asked for.” (I took it out of the wrapper)
“I’ll use the condom but I have a girlfriend for you to fuck with instead and I want to watch while you suck my dick.” (The girl entered the room and quickly stripped nude)
“Alright, let’s get started.” (I sat on the bed naked now splitting and caressing my vagina open)
“No need for silly names now, let me lick you, you fine Black bitch.” (The blonde woman dropped to her knees and began licking my crotch)
“Your cock tastes good with this weed.” (I let her lick me while I sucked at his dick)
“Let’s get down to business Angel, we need to get out of Paris.” (The Nazi looked at me seriously)
“I suppose you want me to help you escape.”
“That is exactly, the term I would use, Angel.”
“Well, I don’t know whose side you’re on anymore. You’re a Jerry.”
“No, Angel, I did it for money, family and love of country.”
“Whatever, reason you did it for you killed a lot of my folks, my kin.” (I snarled at him)
“How, do you know that any of your kin was killed by my own hands Angel?” (He spoke matter-of-fact and candid)
“I don’t but the point is that you are German and I am French, and…”
“And the war is over Angel. There is no need to stay enemies.”
“I realize that you are not a German soldier anymore but still you killed for the Nazis.” (I whispered with seething anger)
“I never hated the Jews or the Negroes in my heart Angel just because I had to follow orders.” (I looked up at him sliding the cock out of my mouth)
“I don’t trust you but somehow…I believe you.” (I placed his cock back in my mouth and finished it)
“Then help us get out of Paris, Angel.”
“What will you do if you get out of Paris?”
“I will marry my girlfriend here and have a family.”(He looked down at them both and smiled as his girlfriend licked me.)
“I say we do some 69 until my girlfriend makes your pretty Black ass cum, shaking like a leaf in the wind.” (He grinned and motioned for his girlfriend to begin.)
She got into position putting her head between my legs and I put my head between hers upside down. She continued to lick me and her boyfriend, the Nazi, joined in taking turns licking me and then her until we quivered slippery and aroused to the point of climax.
“I will try and get you out of Paris unscathed. But first there is something you must do for me…” (I paused and looked over at the Nazi)
“You have to get some of these marijuana plants out of the country and pick up a package for me in Munich. You must make a drop off at every city the train stops in.”
“How, Angel?” (He looked puzzled)
“There will be a pick-up man at every train station dressed as a conductor. Give him the dried marijuana and he gives you the package.”
“Then what?”
“When you get to Munich Germany the place will be wrecked but make a deposit in the nearest bank if possible and transfer the money to the United States.”
“Why, Angel”
“Because, we’re still Blacks in America, Negroes, and if they knew that this amount of money was coming from us they would not allow it!”
“But they would allow it from a former Nazi?” (He looked confused)
“Sure, they are as thick as thieves as long as the thieves are White and European. They’ll justify it by saying you’re a German Jew or something.” (I smirked with arrogance)
“I have something to tell you Angel.” (He looked down at the floor then over at his blonde girlfriend)
“What is it?”
“I’m part Jew and my girlfriend here is part Negro, her name is Francesca and she was a spy in the war.” (He tried to whisper)
“Oh, then you’re not really the enemy then are you, just a double agent?”
“Right, we worked both sides during the war, for the money, and for what it’s worth, Angel, I love to fuck Black whores.”
“Well here, take the packages and do as I instructed you.”
“What do they say in English, all’s well that end’s well right Angel?” (He left the room with the packages)
The Nazi left and Jonny entered the room where we had just fucked. I told him what happened and he decided to tell me the story of how mother got bitten.
Now, Olive there is some argument about whether mother was bitten before she had Dante or after. Anyhow, she was bitten with Mussolini’s fangs.
Mother was dressed as a priest when she met him and we don’t know when but she tells everyone that the meeting was brief and confusing. She was being sent out on a mission again.
This time her mission was in Italy and she was sent to give food and relief to the poor. The bishop had sent mother with her marijuana plants to spread good cheer and goodwill.
When she arrived it was raining and she had to rush inside the back door of the cathedral. When she got inside the door closed it with an alarming thud behind her. When she looked up covered in rain and dripping with sweat there was a man standing in the shadows.
“Why have you come here young one?” (He glowered at her surrounded by an entourage)
“Were we supposed to meet here sir? I don’t believe I know you.” (Father Damon looked up surprised and embarrassed)
“It is quite by mistake that we have bumped into each other young woman!” (He smiled gradually as he looked down at Father Damon’s chest)
“What in God’s name are you talking about sir?”
I see your breasts through that wet shirt and hear the high tone in your voice. As I search your thoughts instinctively, I have never searched a gay man.” (He spoke laughingly)
“You are mistaken sir!”
“I am not a sir, I will be the ruler of all of Italy… all of Europe and all of the world!!” (His voice rumbled, gravely and aged, even bolder than the thunder)
“Never heard of yah! Now, if you would excuse me sir, I have some damn orders from the Bishop of the Church!” (Father Damon tried to push him aside)
“It looks like you have bitten off more than you can chew young one!” (He grabbed Father Damon and pulled her close)
He sunk his teeth into her and covered her mouth. Father Damon (my mother) barely had time to scream or defend herself. He bit her neck and siphoned all the blood from her body leaving her in a diluted state of delirium.
Father Damon fell to the floor of the shadowy cathedral as the thunder rolled and shook the church to its very foundation. While my mother was entranced she transformed into a vampire priest.
She tells us that she saw visions of Hell, Purgatory and Paradise. Mother is so distraught that she can barely describe it. That was why she christened my brother Dante, like Dante’s Divine Comedy.
“Now, tell us about how your mother killed all of those folks recently, Angel.” (Olive looked over at Angel’s apparition)
First of all, my mother is a vampire, as well as my cousins Jonny and Lucy and so is my brother Dante. Dad, I mean Sister Heart was also bitten but only recently. I’ll tell you about that later.
We moved from Paris to New York in 1946 and we have been floating around the shitty part of Ravenswood near Astoria New York ever since. We started out in a real dump in Harlem where mom and dad got rid of their habits long enough to open a jazz club.
Oh, did I tell you, my mother ran off with a jazz musician when she had an affair with my father, and had a baby, named Raymond. Raymond is my half brother and he got bitten with my father recently.
Anyhow, dad found out about mom and also about what I did with the Nazi and ran off with the Nazi too. The first night we opened the jazz club was when all of this happened.
Mother had put her priest uniform in the closet and put on a sequined red dress instead. Father got rid of his nun’s habit and lit a joint while dressed in a black pinstripe suit. They were the toast of the town after a while and we moved up in society.
Mother and father had a popular act in Harlem. One night mom took the stage all clad in rubies and sequins. She grabbed the mic and titled it as she bent her hip to one side.
She let out a howl of jazz and blues that would wake the dead. She sounded like a cross between a cat in heat and a wild sparrow or screech owl. Suddenly the spotlight shown on her and she began to strip.
The first article of clothing to go was her hat. She tossed it into the audience of shadowy hoodlums applauding raucously. Then she reached behind her back and began to unzip her zipper with one leg stuck out to the side and her toe pointed in red high heels.
Then she wiggled her breasts to allow the spaghetti straps of her red dress to fall from her shoulders. She tossed her head back and laughed baring every long vampire fang in her mouth.
She summoned my father with a seductive finger gesture to come out onto the stage. Father came out on stage and took off his jacket. He whipped it around like a lasso over his head and flung it into the audience as well.
Then he slid his suspenders down off of his shoulders and let them settle between his round tight butt cheeks as he turned around to shake his ass to the audience. Now mother’s dress was wiggled down around her waist.
Father reached over and pulled her red sequin dress completely down to fully reveal her large round breast that seemed to defy gravity. Soon, the dress was wiggled down past mother’s waist and the lacy fire-red band of her satin panties was showing.
Father reached over and pulled the dress down more. Mother helped him ease it down around her hips. Now her panties were showing, red and shiny satin in the spotlight.
Father reached over and slid his hands down her panties and peeled them down to reveal her pubic hair. Her pubic hair was wet and sweaty covered with the fluid of female lust.
She spread her legs wide apart on stage standing in the spotlight. She cast a long black shadow over the audience of thoroughly aroused Black and White men combined. Some of them grabbed there cocks in their pants and cheered.
When the dress dropped to her ankles mother kicked it off the stage to the backstage area where I was waiting in the wings to catch it. Her black fishnet stockings stopped at her thighs supported by garters.
She slid the bright red garters off one by one and threw them into the audience. Father had unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his sweaty bald chest rippling with muscles from his shoulders to his waist.
He tore the shirt completely from his body and flung it into the audience. Now he started to undo his pants. He unzipped his pants to reveal bright red satin boxers.
When he dropped his pants the audience cheered and roared with excitement. He turned and shook his behind again as he looked over his shoulder.
Now mother turned and bent over. Father pretended to bump and grind her buttocks as she shimmied her hips and shook her naked breasts. They both laughed loudly while mother finished her jazz song.
Mother turned around and bit him. She grabbed father’s red satin boxers and sunk her teeth into his throat after the last note of the song. Then she stuck her hands down his boxers and pulled out his penis.
Moving her hand very quickly she pulled his penis to an orgasm spewing cum onto the stage. Instinctually she dropped to her knees and sucked the bubbling hot cum out of his penis holding it like a microphone. The curtains closed right at that instance.
Suddenly, the club exploded with the loud unmistakable sound of gunfire. The audience shrieked and chaos broke out in the jazz club as the band stopped playing.
My father ran one way my mother ran the other way. She bumped into a jazz musician. He was packing heat and showed her his gun as he pulled her to safety.
“Thank you for your help. Should I undress you with my eyes or should I undress you with my hands?” (She smiled shocked, scared and covered with naked sweat)
“Both, come with me and let’s make a night of it. I’ll keep you safe darlin’.” (The tall Black musician smiled revealing blinding white teeth.)
He took her into a long black car and they pulled away speedily. Soon they were parked in an alley and the two of them were ready to fuck. Mother was already nude except for her fishnet stockings and red high heels.
The Black jazz musician pulled out his cock and she devoured it hungrily without a second thought. The fuck was fast and semen came gushing from his manhood in the shadows of the parked car in the dark rainy alley.
While the semen was coming out he stuck it inside her vagina really fast to shake it and finish. He pulled it out when it was almost limp and she sucked the remaining cum from the tip of his shiny brown foreskin.
Raymond was born eight months after this incident and the jazz musician disappeared never to be seen again. But mother should have bitten him!
She didn’t she forgot to sink her teeth into him. When he saw her fangs and remembered that she was a vampire the musician got wise and threw her out into the alley with only a wet screaming alley cat to keep her company.
Father ran off with a Nazi. There was a former German double agent in the audience. Though he did not pull the trigger he knew the source of the jealous gunman’s pain. It had been a gunwoman this time.
A skinny raven-haired beauty with bright blue eyes had been paid to shoot up the club, just to stop folks from coming to the successful nightclub. She was sent from the competition.
When my father scampered backstage he ducked into a taxi that was already carrying two former Nazis. One of them was the same Jerry that followed us from Paris. The same Nazi I had helped escape Paris with the weed.
“Fancy meeting you here Sister Heart, I remember you from the church cellar in Paris.” (He puckered a cigar)
“Ah, don’t think we ever met.” (He looked confused)
“I fucked your daughter in the basement of the church and she got me out of Paris as a marijuana pick-up man, Sister Heart.”
“Oh, yeah she told me. That had nothing to do with me at all. Who are you anyways?”
“Just call me Jerry for now and put your cock back inside your red boxers Sister Heart. I’m tempted to suck it!” (He looked down at the wiggling partially excited penis)
“Why don’t you?”
“I think I will. Give it here Mr.” (He leaned down and encased the cock in his lips removing the Cuban cigar long enough to suck the cum out)
The taxi pulled them both away to safety. The Nazi left a package of weed and money in the back of the taxi with a bank statement that showed how the money was transferred to the U.S. banks as promised.
The Nazi would be turned into a vampire the next time they met. My father would sink his new vampire fangs into him and drain the German of all of his blood.
“Why are you a transparent ghost if you were bitten and turned into a vampire, Angel?”
“Olive, being a ghost is the only way that I can go outside without bursting into flames. I make myself invisible anytime I want to.”
“Why would you want to make yourself invisible Angel?”
“Oh, to evade the cops or to rob a bank, kill someone high profile you name it.”
“Oh, did you help your mother and brother kill those people Angel?”
“No, they went out and did it on their own. My brother took after my father and liked to cross dress as a woman, but not a nun, more like a whore or a showgirl.”
“How did Dante, your brother, get bitten Angel?” (Olive glared at the naked apparition curiously)
“He was cross-dressing in the bad part of Harlem and some dudes from Brooklyn jumped him.”
“Recently or in the post-war era?”
“Oh, recently Olive right before I vanished as a ghost to get away from him, when he was trying to shove his big manhood into me. Remember how this story began.”
“You’re saying that you are only in the form of a ghost to hide from your brother Dante?”
“Yep, and I think he’s still around her somewhere!”
“Would you please show yourself to all of us in your solid form Angel Damon?” (Olive’s voice sounded excited)
“I guess…here I am fully whole in the undead flesh.”
“Oh, you’re still naked Angel. Do you ever wear clothes?”
“Yes, but when I’m invisible my clothes aren’t and my mother killed me when I was naked smokin’ weed.”
“But if you’re a vampire then your mother can’t kill you can she?”
“Right, but my mother and brother don’t know that I’m a vampire too, they think I’m just dead and never to return.”
“Oh, can your mother and brother become invisible ghosts as well?” (Olive sounded excited)
“I really don’t know, I’ve never seen them do it. Come to think of it that’s most likely how they killed all of them folks, especially that famous actress/singer and that president’s sister.”
“Tell us how your brother, Dante got bitten, Angel.”
Alright, Dante was in the rough part of Harlem and got his balls in a bind with some crazy White boys from Brooklyn. First Dante walked in as a woman ready to perform on stage, in full drag.
I think it was about two weeks before Dante starting killing everyone with my mother. On this chilly night the streetlights washed pure piercing puddles of pain and pity into the rainy gutter.
Dante stepped on stage and blared out a familiar jazz tune. He had not aged like a young boy. Like my father (Sister Heart) he was as frail and slender as a showgirl.
During the last note one of the White boys stood up and screamed out in tough Brooklyn accents.
“Hey fag I see the bulge between your fucking legs!”(They were screaming angry and confused)
Dante rushed off stage to check his wad and found the statement to be true. He adjusted his gender bender and dug the thong out of the crack of his round male butt cheeks.
The two White boys rushed backstage and pushed Dante into the shadowy walls of the drag club. Everyone turned a blind eye and scurried away from the conflict. Dante was left to fend for himself.
“What’s a fag like you doin’ dressed like that?” (They glowered with anger)
“This is a drag queen club you idiot what did you expect?” (His effeminate bravado was obvious)
“Nobody told me that! You made my dick hard you skinny fag!” (His voice was both: loud then quiet and embarrassed)
“Hey, wanna make somethin’ of it gentlemen?” (He looked over at them removing his eyelashes one by one)
“Hello…the bitch is speaking our language…and so what if we do!” (They both began to laugh)
“Well here it is the cock that made you stand up and scream out loud boys!”
The two White boys wasted no time. They converged on Dante and began to suck his dick. Both of them took turns bobbing their head up and down on his hard cock as one leaned over standing up and the other got down on his knees to lick and suck Dante’s shaft.
Soon their vampire fangs emerged poking through their gums like a child being born. Now the fangs were thrust inside the flesh of Dante’s cock and sucking blood and semen as he came. The White boys moved their heads violently as they growled and sucked at the blood and cum.
Afterward my brother began to grow long white vampire fangs and somehow realized that he had been bitten while getting head. Soon he began to scream at the White boys but they gathered their senses, wiped their mouths with their sleeves, and ran frantically out the door.
They jumped into a taxi and it sped away into the dark rainy night. The streetlights stared down on the darkness revealing the teardrops of rain in the moonlight.
“Angel what happened after that? Did your brother and mother go on a killing spree just like you told us in the beginning?” (Olive titled her head to the side)
“Yep, just like I told you in the beginning mother walked in on Dante doing one of his boyfriends when Dante was dressed in drag and they killed the boy together.”
“That’s terrible Angel, hundreds of them?”
“Yep, hundreds of them it’s been so long since they first started. Remember they’re vampires and they live forever or at least for a very long time.”
“How did they kill the actress and the president’s sister?”
“Oh, that, well, you see Olive, they got fed up with life and livin’ all together. There’s no sure way for a vampire to commit suicide so they just started killing people not necessarily for their blood but just for sheer thrill of it.”
“Tell us exactly how they killed the actress and the president’s sister recently Angel.”
Alright, well, first Dante was on the internet one day. He saw all this shit about the president and it really started to get under his skin. Dante sat at the computer touching the screen with his butch boy clothes on.
“I’m sick and tired of the president being in the news everyday! Who does he think he is a fucking celebrity or something, a damn actor or a pop star?” (He screamed frustrated and irritated)
“Oh, Dante, that president bastard has got about four years to strut his stuff, eight maybe if he’s lucky and then no one will ever hear from him again except in history books.” (Mother seemed disinterred)
“I know how we can shut his infernal mouth and make him cry like a baby!” (Dante exclaimed standing up suddenly)
“We could kill someone and get on the news and become infamous! For all the immortal vampire years we have roamed this fuckin’city we are still not famous celebrities.” (Mother turned toward Dante)
“We would have to drain someone famous, popular, or important in some way!”
“Like who, Dante, a politician. We can’t kill the president!!” (Mother smacked his head with the dishrag)
“I know that mother, actually we could, we probably could get away with it but let’s start with killing a celebrity, then some member of the president’s family.”
“Alright, who should we kill, which celebrity?”
“Oh, lets kill that blonde bitch that just came out with that movie, or that Broadway play or something.”
“Oh, that one! How Dante, the means, the methods, and the execution of a plan.”
“Oh mother you were there when I guzzled the blood from my first lover and killed my first boyfriend. I’m sure we could think of something together.”
“Alright son, I say we become invisible and slip into her limo and kill her after a public appearance. That way we might even get the mutilated bloody corpse on the news along with her media event!”
“Fabu, mom you have the best murder schemes and that is why I love you!” (Dante reached over and kissed his mother pulling her face close with a smile)
“Of course we’re not going to actually kill them, we’re going to bite the mother-fuckers and make them all our blood slaves…vampires!” (Mother smiled and chucked softly while taking a batch of cookies from the oven)
“We should kill them like human criminals would that way no one will suspect vampires.”
“How, come we can’t just become invisible and bite them most obviously?”
“Because, it’s a pact that was made between the cops and the vampires way back when, before we even came to New York.” (Dante stood up and walked toward the cookie sheet hungrily)
“Well son, we won’t break that pact because all hell would bust loose but we can pretend to be human and do things that way.”
“Okay, lets get the old tranquilizer gun out and the syringes. We’ll use them to drug the chauffer. Once he is shot with tranquilizes, chloroformed and the whole bit we’ll bite him and leave him to transform into a vampire somewhere.”
“Let’s put the chauffer in the old marijuana warehouse we’ve used since the 1940’s Dante.”
“Yeah, let’s, then we’ll replace him with me.” (Dante concealed a laugh with a cookie taking a bite)
“Oh, and we can make a mask for your face, like the movie make-up that looks just like the old chauffer!”
“Do, we know some movie make-up dude that can do that, ma?” (He paused from chewing)
“Yep, we sure as fuck do Dante, we sure as fuck do!”
“Well call ‘um up they’re vampires right ma?”
“Right, and sworn to secrecy anyways it’s only murder, that’s no crime among vampires and besides we’re doin’ it as humans, I mean as mortals.” (She grinned using the spatula to place the cookies in a jar)
“Good, then let’s do this shit ma!”
“Soon enough Dante, hold your horses there son.” (She gently restrained him by placing her hand on his forearm)
“Once I’m disguised as the chauffer and I’m drivin’her we will pull over to drop her off at the public event. It’s going to be covered by the media.”
“Yeah, then we’ll, I’ll… open the partition and jump from the driver’s seat to the back seat with her. A tight squeeze, but I’m skinny as hell and limber.”
“Yep, it’s just like flexible dancing Dante, you should be able to make that tight squeeze.”
“You could just break the glass with a crowbar or something and fit through that way.” (She tasted one of the cookies)
“Sounds like a good plan. All this will have to go down really fast though, ma. I think we should hide you in the back seat of the car somehow that way we can make double sure the bitch is bitten by both of us!” (Dante grinned and ate another cookie)
“After she’s bitten we should leave her for dead and let the fans and the media discover her bloody corpse in the back seat of the limo.”
“We have to make sure that there are no vampire bites on her neck, so, we’ll bite her then slit her throat with a knife thoroughly!”
“Ohhh, good idea ma! Then how will we escape the car without getting caught?” (Dante wiped crumbs from his mouth politely with a napkin)
“Well, we will have to call and cancel the event and drive the limo to an alley or park it near by and get out and walk away.”
“No, we’ll simply get out of the limo, lock the door and walk away at the event. Remember I’m dressed as a chauffer and I’m wearing make-up to make my face look exactly like his.”
“What about me?”
“Well, no one knows you but you can wear special plastic make-up too ma.”
“Right, I will and we will both just get out of the car and walk away or hop into a taxi and escape into the city.”
“Yeah, the limo will just sit there and sit there causing traffic jams at the media event. Then finally someone will call or knock on the window to get inside but the doors will be locked.”
“Yeah, Dante and they’ll have to call her security staff to get the key for the limo and by the time they arrive we will be long gone!”
“That sounds like a great plan and when we are out of sight of the fans at the media events and in the taxi we can just vanish turning invisible and disappear, ma.”
“Oh, this sounds like a good mortal plan for murder that way they’ll think mortals did it and not the vampires of New York.”
They did it Olive and the media exploded with flashes and telephoto lenses all over the internet! Overnight the murder of this actress was all that anyone talked about.
They kept showing the chauffer getting out of the limo over and over again. All the cameras focused on him and everyone identified the chauffer as being her regular limo driver because of the special movie make-up they used on Dante.
She had started out as a child actress then decided to do Broadway musicals. Suddenly Hollywood called and asked the new teenaged actress to do big movies with well-known stars. She answered the call and hit it big in several blockbuster movies.
However, many people were tired of hearing her name and seeing her young teenage actress face everywhere. Secretly, every teenage actress wants to be ageless and stop the hands of time frozen in a young moment of greatness. This was her chance to live forever.
She would be reborn into the secret vampire underworld of New York. Death would become her as a vampire performer for hire. The actress would become a whore for hire and my brother and mother would be her pimp and madam.
Next on their agenda was to kill the president’s sister. They were going to bite her first and make her vampire. Then Dante and mother would slit her throat to make it look like a mortal did it.
As will all vampires that my mother and brother bit, they pass into death for several days they seem dead. Then they wake up transformed into vampires. The actress woke up a week later with her fangs fully grown lusting insatiably for blood.
Next they would pull the same limo trick with the president’s sister. There was going to be a gala at the White House. Dante and mother were not invited but they would dress as someone who had been invited and fake the invitation.
Better yet, they would bite someone who was invited and dress to look like them and steal their invitations. They would not even need invitations they could just make themselves invisible long enough to get into the White House.
Mother was dressed in bright blue silk satin ensemble that flowed to the floor with a little train in the back. Dante was dressed in a tuxedo all black and white with sapphire cuff links to match mother.
“I don’t believe that we have met madam.” (One of the guests bumped into Dante and mother)
“You’re right we haven’t but we have to go now duty calls.” (They tried to hurry away to the restroom smiling)
“Not so fast! What made you think you could pull that shit at the White House? Show me your invitations!” (The guest grabbed mother’s arm.)
“Hey, you look familiar! Is that you Jerry? Hey and it’s Francesca.” (She stared at him wide-eyed)
“That’s right and I would recognize that walk and those tits, and that old dress any where even with all that make-up on bitch!” (She tried to pull away without making a scene)
“Let’s handle this in the bathroom. I’ll do what I have to do to make peace with you, you damned Nazi!”
“That’s ex-double agent to you Father Damon!” (She looked embarrassed and taken-a-back)
“Well, let’s go to the restroom together all four of us.” (He gently pulled her forearm toward the restroom)
“Here we are— now what, Jerry? What will we do to appease your damned double-tongued, marijuana trafficking, double-agent Nazi ass?!” (She whispered half amused under her breath in the restroom)
“Oh I think you already know what I want from you Father Damon your man— Sister Heart.” (He chuckled in a raspy smoker’s cough and bared his fangs)
“Just tell me what you want us to do and we’ll oblige you Jerry!” (They smiled showing their fangs at the same time as Dante stood next to his mother)
“Take off that old French frock and fuck Francesca, Father Damon.” (Jerry grinned with lust and grabbed the bulge between his legs)
“Dante should join me, he’s all I know and love in the world, Jerry.” (Mother looked over at Dante and smiled Jerry revealed a hidden gun at his waist)
“I’m White House security and secret service now Father Damon and I could blow the whistle on you or you could blow me!” (Jerry grinned and slyly touched his gun)
“What if we respectfully decline, Jerry?” (Mother smiled politely with authority while Jerry pulled her arm)
“You could blow me or I could blow your brains out, right here in front of your son.” (He bared his vampire fangs)
“You asshole we’re both vampires you can’t kill me! I made you, you arrogant son of a bitch faggot! Or don’t you remember Jerry!” (She jerked her arm away from him and adjusted her shawl)
“Do as I say Father Damon.”
“Fine what do you want from us?”
“Take that stupid old ass dress off!! I bought that shit for you in the Paris boutique remember.”
“Vaguely.”
“No, take your panties off first Father Damon and put them in the palm of my hand right now do it!”
“Fine, I can’t see what the big deal is, here they are.”
“Ah, now let me palm and dig my fingers into your vampire whore vagina. My mouth waters at the sight and feel of you lift your dress. Better yet, take it off completely.”
“Ma, you want me to kill this mother-fucker?”
“No Dante just unzip my dress from the back and slide it off onto the floor, sweetheart just like your father does on stage.” (She looked over her shoulder and smiled at her son)
“Now I want Dante to suck my dick while you hold it for him Father Damon!” (He smiles and laughed looking over at Francesca.)
“I think I want to take my dress off and join you three.” (Francesca stood there nude rubbing her wet pussy lips)
“Good, Francesca I think perhaps you could help him blow me or suck my nuts or something while he sucks my dick.” (She smiled and licked his erect shaft from base to tip then began to suck his balls on her knees)
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door! Someone wanted to get inside the restroom and the fuck was taking too long. The four of them paused and looked up abruptly.
“Well it looks like we’re going to have to stop this shit and call it a night. Now take your sorry asses out of here before someone else notices that you don’t belong!” (They all dressed and left the restroom calmly)
While descending the long White House staircase one step at a time mother noticed the president’s wife and sister standing next to each other. It had crossed her mind to kill both and then the president later. But who knew if they would ever get another chance to be this close to them all.
“Ma, look it’s the president’s sister and wife. What should we do?” (Dante leaned over and whispered to his mother)
“We should slip something in her champagne and watch her die right here in front of everyone.”
“Well, ma make yourself invisible and put something in her champagne glass.” (Dante smirked)
“We must wait for the right moment to approach them then get her to sip from her champagne glass.”
“Did you bring the poison mother?”
“Yes, it’s right here nestled between my bosom.”
“Well take it out of your cleavage and put it in your purse or something ma.”
“Better yet, lets go invisible somewhere, lets go invisible back up at the restroom.” (They motioned to Jerry and he allowed them to return to the bathroom)
“Remember I had to go to the bathroom to begin with Jerry.” (She leaned over and whispered as she headed back to the restroom)
“Alright, handle your shit Father Damon and bring your ass right back down here. Francesca go with her.” (The two women turned and went back up the stairs gracefully)
“I will keep an eye on her Jerry.”
Well, Olive, mother made herself invisible while inside the ladies room and Francesca didn’t know what hit her. Mother flew down the stairs as an invisible apparition and dumped the bottle of poison inside the first lady’s glass and into the president’s sister’s glass as well!
The first lady instinctually felt a strange wind at her back that raised the fine hairs on her neck and forearm. She put her glass down after taking a big whiff of the champagne to imbibe its bouquet. She frowned and decided not to sip the champagne.
However, the president’s sister did drink the entire glass. She was known for her bouts of alcoholism and public drunkenness. She furrowed her brow and swallowed hard but did not feel faint.
Mother decided to take the president’s sister by the arm and pull her up and away as if she was a staggering drunkard. Finally the president’s sister was in the lady’s room. The partygoers watched her stumble up the stairs and assumed that she was going to the ladies room to vomit or take pills.
When inside the bathroom, mother grabbed the bitch by the neck and drained her of every drop of blood until streams of red rolled from the corners of her mouth. When the president’s sister was made a vampire mother would slit her throat from ear to ear. Then they would leave her for dead on the floor of the White House bathroom.
Francesca would be the main suspect of the stabbing murder. However, the lady’s room was filled with witnesses and a camera that Jerry had conveniently shut off while they had fucked together.
The president’s sister was pulled into the stall. Mother had covered her mouth to smother her screams and bit her. Then mother stabbed her splattering her blood all over the white marble floor.
The door to the stall stayed shut until someone walked through the trail of blood coming from the bathroom stall. The women in the ladies room all paused and stopped their laughing.
The bloody corpse fell forward off of the toilet and out into the ladies room foyer. The ladies all screamed in unison then in chaotic shrieks of fear and surprise.
They all tore from the bathroom panicked and frustrated. Francesca was among them but mother and Dante had completely disappeared into the night. Remember vampires have no reflection and some vampires cannot be captured on film either.
“Wow, what a story Angel. Can you now begin to tell us about how you visited hell, purgatory, and heaven?”
“Yeah, I guess so, Olive.”
“Oh, first would you be so kind as to show us yourself with clothes on just to make sure you can materialize Angel.”
“Okay, here I am. I’ll put on one layer at a time just like all people do. I put my pants on one leg at a time.”
“Ah, you’re wearing contemporary clothes just like the rest of us. I see some tight blue jeans with the thighs worn out and the legs tight around the ankles. Now you’re wearing a tight white sweater that reveals your perky bosom and a bit of your navel.”
“Right, now I’ll just go on and make my body solid Olive.”
“Woo, there you are Angel looking like a real flesh and blood human being, a mortal.” (Olive smiled)
“I guess we can do mortal things together now and no one will notice anything strange, Olive.”
“This room is filled with what you think are mortals Angel but I’m sorry to tell you that we are not mortals at all. We are none other than the vampires of New York organized crime family.”
“I knew it mother warned me. She said she did the crime as a mortal and no one would suspect a vampire! Olive you betrayed my trust!”
“Not so fast Angel, we are not going to try you and your mother for your crimes! You have already been to hell and back we just hope to send your mother, and brother there as well with all of their accomplices!”
“Oh, that actually sounds like a good idea Olive.”
“Well, then we have your cooperation Angel. We want to make your mother and her friends pay for their crimes!”
“I meant to tell you Olive I tried to tip the cops off about what my mother and brother did.”
“Oh, that will certainly help your case Angel, tell us more.”
Well Dante wasn’t all bad. He was a private dick. That means a private for hire detective that investigated things. The police usually didn’t really solve the crimes.
There were crimes of the real world and crimes of the vampire world. Dante was the private dick that solved vampire crimes. I used Dante’s own detective skills to leave clues for the cops about his killing spree.
Eventually, they followed the trail I left right to my mother and brother. The cops busted in on Dante and mother while they were making love in the old marijuana warehouse.
This was when mother and Dante murdered a new female cop. She was a famous hotshot, hot on my mother’s trail. Mother bit her then shot her through the head and left her for dead after Dante shot her between the eyes.
Let’s see, Olive, I do recall exactly what happened. First I left my first clue to tip the police off about my murderous mother and brother.
The first clue was careful not to reveal that my mother and brother were vampires. Then I changed my mind about that and decided to seek out the vampires of New York governing body. It looks like you found me first, Olive.
Anyhow, I wanted to tell the cops and the detectives that mother had killed hundreds of blonde prostitutes. Also they killed hundreds of gay men dressed in drag and closeted homosexuals who have sex with drag queens.
I mailed things to the police headquarters first, just like son of Sam or Jack the Ripper would have done. I mailed Dante’s thong underwear to the police to see if they could collect blood and semen from them and compare it with the blood and semen at the scene of the crime.
“Hey, Lieutenant, we received something, a package this morning with no return address.”
“Oh, is there anything suspicious about that, Captain?”(He sipped coffee)
“Yep, it looks like a bomb or something and everyone in the mailroom is afraid to touch it.” (He looked up and bit a donut)
“So call the bomb squad and have them look at it.” (He rubbed his nose and smirked matter-of-fact)
“They did and the bomb squad opened it in a padded room in a bomb suit, those mother-fuckers get off on that shit.” (He smiled chuckling)
“Well what was inside, Captain?”
“Humm, a pair of panties, a thong to be exact, a red satin and black lace thong, a dirty thong.” (He spoke snickering)
“Yeah, well what the fuck did someone send us a fuckin’ dirty thong for, Captain?” (He paused from drinking his coffee)
“I haven’t the slightest inclination. The note inside the package said that it was a clue to solve a string of old murders going all the way back to 1946.” (He looked up from his coffee puzzled)
“How are we expected to do that with a pair of fuckin’ dirty draws, Captain?”
“I was told that the lab was broken into last week and some nut left a vial of semen and a note attached to it, as well as blood and urine.”
“Oh, and did the fuckin’ nut leave a pile of shit as a stool sample, Captain?” (He grinned skeptical of it all)
“Maybe, Lieutenant, and maybe the note was telling the truth.”
“What did the note say?”
“It said that, the samples were placed in the lab frig to be tested and compared to evidence gathered from the crime scenes for all of the strange murders west of SoHo and in the Ravenswood district of Astoria for the past twenty years. Also the note talked about some old Harlem jazz club murders too.”
“Sounds like some nut job or his worst enemy, maybe an old girlfriend is turning the sick mother-fucker in for revenge.” (He leaned over and grinned)
“Yeah, sounds like a bad break-up or something and the girlfriend is blowing the whistle on an old boyfriend.”
“Well did they test the thong and match it to the samples found in the lab refrigerator?” (He looked surprised)
“No, the lab said that there was not enough semen and feces on the thong to test.”
“Then what the fuck did they do with the fuckin’ dirty draws.”
“How the fuck should I know they just disappeared!” (They both laughed loudly at the same time)
“Who do you think took ‘um?”
“Probably some cross-dressing member of the force.”
“Who do you suspect?”
“Oh, who that fuck cares. It’s your thang do the fuck what you want to do, I can’t tell you who to sock the fuck to!”
“I guess your right about that one!”
The stupid fucking cops screwed up the evidence as usual no matter what I did. Well, Olive, I just had to think of some more clues to give the moron fucking detectives.
Next, I had to get some photographic evidence or something that pointed straight to my brother Dante and my mother as murderous vampire fiends. I decided to tip the detectives off that the murders were done by a vampire.
I decided to contact the special detective that handled the strange unexplained crimes. The vampire detective was what they called her. She researched all the murders that seemed to have vampire bite marks on the neck.
I would contact her on the phone first. Then I would go to her invisible and prove the existence of vampires and the undead.
“Hello, who is this, this is special detective Shelden speaking, hello.” (Her voice was questioning and frustrated)
“This is Angel, Angel Damon.”
“Do, I know you Angel Damon?”
“If you don’t you should, if you are a special investigations detective.”
“Who the fuck are you and who do you think you’re talking to?” (Her voice was strong and arrogant)
“I have been told that you are a vampire detective?”
“Who told you that?”
“Another vampire of New York.”
“Are you trying to tell me that you’re a fucking vampire of New York Angel Damon?”
“Yeah, I guess, yep that’s precisely what I’m trying to tell you.”
“Oh, I’m gonna need some proof of that shit Angel.”
“Fine, I’ll give you the fucking proof you desire. Look outside the window.”
“Yeah, what am I fucking looking at?”
“Look at the rainwater on the window panes.”
“Yeah, so, so what, am I fuckin’ lookin’ at Angel?”
“Do you see my invisible finger writing on the window panes, now detective Shelden?”
“Yeah it says: there is no free will, hell is planned for some and avoided by others. God knows the future and every sin that we will commit from birth to death. Some of us will go to hell first then heaven last of all but hell is for entertainment for the folks in heaven to scare them if they fall.”
“My finger is invisible as I write this now but watch as I materialize detective Shelden!” (Her mouth fell agape when she saw me)
“Woo, you are now visible and standing solidly in front of me. Are you Angel? Am I looking at you on the other side of the glass now?”
“Yes, you are and I am now going to hang up my cell phone and walk through the wall of glass to stand with you in your kitchen. Keep looking and don’t close your eyes Shelden.”
“I won’t”
“See, I told you I could do things humanly impossible. I can fuckin’ do things that mortals cannot because I’m a vampire.”
“Show me your damn vampire fangs then Angel.”
“Here they are, Shelden, now let me call you by your first name, Jenna.”
“Okay, you’re a vampire, I’ve met one before Angel Damon…and I have heard of you, from your cousin Lucy.”
“She’s the one who told me about you. She said that you hate vampires. Is that true?”
“No, I don’t hate vampires. I just need to get paid and vamps fascinate me completely.”
“Oh, well, I’m here to tell you about some egregious crimes, murder by the hundreds that my brother and mother have been committing for these past sixty-four years. There are sixty-four acts of evil committed to my memory, which I have already confessed.”
“What are you talking about Angel, I’m not a damn priest, and I’m an F.B.I. special investigation detective for the paranormal.”
“Fine then, but don’t you want to catch my brother and mother red handed?”
“Yeah, I guess but that sounds hardly possible considering their vampire powers Angel.”
“I can help make it possible Jenna.”
“How?”
“My mother and brother Dante are planning to kill the president and turn him into a vampire soon. Also, they are growing marijuana in a warehouse in Harlem and in Ravenswood near Astoria.”
“Why are you confessing these things and why are you turning in your own vampire kind, Angel?”
“Because, my own dear mother slaughtered me for smoking up a lot of the marijuana crop recently.”
“Yeah, so you’re a vampire and you can’t be killed so what she stabbed you or something and you came back from the dead like all vampires.”
“How did you know that she stabbed me Jenna?”
“Oh, I heard about the president’s sister and that teen actress and put two and two together.”
“Yeah, well she did stab me you guesses right, that’s her thing stabbing her victims.”
“Alright, they’re gonna try and kill the president, where and when Angel?”
“I would have to hang around them and listen for the exact plan.”
“Well go find out then come back and tell me Angel.”
“Fine, I will, I will be back tomorrow just after sunset Jenna.” (I disappeared again using my ghost vampire powers)
Where was I, Olive, oh yeah the plan to kill the president and make him a vampire ghost was beginning to form. My mother and brother Dante were talking about what they were going to do.
“Ma, killing the teen actress/singer was great fun.”
“Sure was son, and killing the president’s sister was even better.” (Mother flashed an easy smile.)
“Let’s make plans to kill the president, and make him a vampire.”
“First things first, we have to get back inside the White House.”
“We should find a time when the president is in front of the media and kill him on T.V. or at a press conference.” (Dante spoke while scratching his head thoughtfully)
“Dante, Do you think we should talk to that sorry ass Nazi, Jerry again?”
“No ma, he would just complicate things even more.” (He cleared his throat)
“Looks like the president is giving the state of the union address soon.” (She thumbed through the paper)
“I’ll wear that plastic movie make-up again and disguise myself as a camera man, photographer, or a reporter at the White House press room.” (He grabbed the newspaper from his mother’s hands)
“Dante, I’ll make plans to find a photographer to bite and a lady reporter to bite. Then we’ll take their press passes.”
“When we’re disguised as members of the press, we’ll go into the bathroom stalls and make ourselves invisible. Then we’ll go down to the media room where the president is giving his speech and we’ll shoot him with a poisoned tranquilizer dart with lethal dosage.” (He stroked his beard)
“Sounds good son. The state of the union address is always broadcast live on T.V. and everyone is forced to stop their regular programming to watch it. We’ll kill him during the state of the union address.”
“After he collapses on T.V. then how will we bite him and slit his throat, ma”
“Dante, we’ll stay invisible and when he collapses we’ll run up on stage and bite him really fast before anyone can get to him.”
“Or we’ll change our clothes and make up to look like paramedics and bite him then, ma!”
“No, Dante, that’s way too complicated, lets just run up on stage and bite him really fast. Oh, I know we’ll go up onto the stage invisible and inject him at close range with the poison then bite him while the poison is killing him.”
“What about the vampire teeth marks in his neck, ma? The police will suspect a vampire killer and we can’t slit his throat while we’re invisible that is not what a mortal killer is capable of.”
“We’ll just have to inject him with poison at close range and then kiss him hard enough in the mouth to bite his tongue or lip and make him a vampire with a kiss of death.” (Mother grinned mischievously)
“Yeah, then the doctors will think that he bit his own tongue as a result of the poison.”
My mother and brother Dante got the make-up that they needed to disguise themselves as White House press correspondents. The day of the state of the union finally arrived. The president took to the podium and began his boring ass speech.
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen of the congress. The evening is our present, and I am your president. I hope for a good tomorrow. I hope not only for those standing here; but for those who wanted to stand but could not.
Remember those who wanted to rise but fell to the lions and she-wolves of poverty, inequality, and strife. Let stand those leopards that could not change their spots, the haves and the have not. In life I aspire to give everyone the freedom and opportunity to explore the bastion of possibilities.
Some people might think that it’s silly to want equality of sex, race, ethnicity, and wealth. They say its lunacy, a dream of a diluted utopia but if you suffer from lack of wealth there is hope for you. I don’t seek to bore you, I only…”
“Oh, my God the president has collapsed. Oh, no, there’s blood coming out of his mouth. In the name of God, what has gone wrong here?” (A random press correspondent screamed loudly)
“If you don’t mind my interruption Angel, how did the detectives find the evidence to try two vampires for murder?”
“They framed my mother and brother based on the honest hunch from F.B.I. agent Jenna Shelden.”
“Oh, that’s right Angel you were just beginning to tell us about that. Go on please.” (Olive leaned forward tentatively)
The special investigation detective just showed up and followed my tip. I told them that my mother and brother were retreating to the old Harlem warehouse, where they store their marijuana to get high and have sex.
The chauffer, the actress and the president might be kept as vampires there. My mother caught me smoking the marijuana supply and stabbed me after I hung up the phone.
“So, it comes down to this, huh, Angel? My own undead flesh and blood daughter steals from me! You steal the marijuana shipment, it’s set to be transported tonight! Then you lie to me! You told me that you were studying late for the S.A. fucking T.” (Her voice was uncontrollable and I was inconsolable)
“I didn’t like it when you let Dante fuck me like that ma! And I thought you were a priest or something, how could you kill all those people?!” (I screamed at her full voice throwing the cell phone at her)
“I do as I please because my actions please God in heaven! I made heaven on earth right here for you Angel and what did you do? You spit in my face and call me a whore or a bore and ignore me completely!” (Mother tried to cross the room to get closer to me angrily)
“I don’t think that what you’re doing pleases God mother. Because the powers that be are still busy, God’s not deaf or blind, no he can see… and He will show no mercy!”(I began to cry when the tears that had gathered in my eyes spilled onto my cheeks)
“Mother forget her, Angel is the biggest bitch in New York, arrogant and self-righteous! Come over her ma, I got the morning jackpot for yah!” (Dante grabbed his shiny naked cock in the dim light as he laughed)
Mother and Dante began to kiss and fondle each other just the way they always did each and every morning for as long as I can remember. Mother reached for Dante’s long erect bronze manhood. She grabbed his firm folic symbol, his forearm, then leaned down and grabbed his penis and shoved it greedily into her mouth.
Mother began to squeeze both nipples and Dante quickly tore her top off to reveal her naked breasts. Mother smiled boldly showing her vampire fangs with the cock still in her mouth.
When Dante’s dick was almost ready to cum mother sat him down on top of a large shipping crate and forced his hard cock inside her vagina. Shaking violently, mother rocked back and forth on Dante’s cock until it exploded with flowing white cum that shot out of her loose vagina and streamed down her legs making puddles on the floor of the marijuana warehouse.
Detective Jenna Shelden burst into the warehouse accompanied with a swat team of gun toting, black bullet-proof vest wearing F.B.I. agents with inferred, see-in the-dark, night vision technology. They surprise Dante and mother just as he was pulling his cum covered penis from the teen actress and kissing his mother.
They caught them all with their pants down. But mother and Dante were prepared. Dante felt no remorse when he whipped out his automatic riffle and blew Jenna Shelden away with one expert shot.
Dante shot her between the eyes with a red laser guided riffle. She screamed like a woman in labor when she fell. The men around her looked on in shock and helplessness. Though Jenna had been surrounded with virile men, she never lived to have a child or give birth to a new era of equality.
The rest of the swat team unloaded their firepower on Dante and mother. Both vampires were hit and spilled hot red blood everywhere. The proof that they were vampire ghosts was irrefutable when they made themselves disappear and their wounds healed instantly.
Now the mission was not to prove that mother and Dante were vampires but to capture them and make them pay for their crimes just like mortal criminals. They were brought to justice in the memory of Jenna Shelden.
The trial was televised just the way that the celebrity hungry couple had wanted. Mother and Dante were all over the news for months. No one could stop talking about the trial and Dante and mother were world famous murder suspects.
The cops framed them up real good and fixed the jury to get a conviction. The bit about them biting people was only talked about in the tabloids. The tabloids dubbed it the vampire murder trial from the x-file.
Mother had to take the stand and testify about a fake video that the cops created to show her slitting my throat in the marijuana warehouse. The swat team caught the whole thing with their night vision technology and recorded it.
The jury stared spellbound as they watched the argument that me and my mother had on the video recording and listened to the phone message. I did not hang up the phone when I was talking to Jenna and she recorded it capturing mother’s entire confession.
“Mrs. Damon you may take the stand now and be sworn in. Place your hand on the Bible. Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you God?”
“Yes!”
“Please state your name for the court.” (The attorney approached mother slowly with a mean expression on her face)
“My name is Danielle Damon.”
“Please identify these articles of clothing for the court Danielle Damon.”
“Yes, that is a priest’s white collar, shirt and dress pants.”
“Did you wear any of these items of clothing, or have you ever worn similar attire?”
“Yes, I have.”
“Have you ever disguised yourself as a priest in the past Danielle Damon?”
“Yes, I have but it was only to help the poor get the service they needed…”
“Please refrain from long answers just yes or no answers please Danielle.”
“I would like to show the jury pictures of Danielle Damon dressed as a priest handing out food and medicine to the poor.” (The attorney approached the judge’s bench.)
“Permission granted, present the pictures to the court.”
“Is this you Danielle Damon dressed as a priest giving assistance to the poor at a church?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Why did you not dress as a nun Danielle?” (The female attorney looked into mother’s eyes with sympathy)
“Because the church that was near where I lived did not allow women to join the church just men. The nunnery was not given enough funding from the bishop to support very many nuns.” (Mother cleared her throat)
“Objection, your honor, this entire line of questioning is irrelevant. The witness is on trial for murder not for cross-dressing!” (The male attorney stood up angrily)
“Objection sustained, this is an unnecessary line of questioning.”
“I object, your honor, this line of questioning is to establish character for the defendant on trial.”
“The occupation of the defendant had already been disclosed to the jury in opening statements, no further information on the subject is needed! Prosecution’s objection is sustained.” (The judge pounded the gavel)
The jury saw the recording of me arguing with mother and it only took them a few hours to deliberate. They believed that mother was a murderer… but not that she killed hundreds of gays and closeted homosexuals with her son.
The video of my murder was the nail in mother’s coffin. Mother was convicted of first-degree murder of me, Angel Damon. Dante was convicted as an accomplice an accessory to murder and both were sentenced to life in prison.
The courtroom was still with the silence of death. Mother and Dante hung their heads in shame at first then looked up devilishly. They focused a coy smile at the camera and posed for photographs. Their fame spread throughout the country and the world as killers.
I told the detectives that mother only wanted to be famous and that is why she killed the teen actress, the president and his sister. If we convicted them of those high profile crimes, they would get what they wanted, fame and celebrity status.
That is why the cops decided not to tell the media about it. And besides that they didn’t even believe me. That’s why I decided to seek the vampires of New York governing body to handle the rest of it.
I will not rest until mother and Dante are punished further. As, you know mother and Dante escaped prison earlier this week. They made themselves invisible and walked right out of the prison.
The newly appointed vampire detective fucking screwed up and put them in a regular prison. I told him that it was not good judgment to put them in a normal prison but he was not convince that they were capable of the vampire powers I told him about.
I knew no prison could hold Dante and mother. All I ask of the vampires of New York now is that they find mother and Dante and punish them. Or at least find away to stop them from killing again.
“The only way we could do that Angel is to send them to hell for a tour just like the time when you went to hell.” (Olive turned and made the suggestion to the other vampires)
“Fine, but first let me tell you what I saw when I was in hell.”
“Well, alright go on and fill us in on the details Angel.” (Olive sat down next to the other vampires and she smiled baring her fangs.)
“Fucking Inferno”
My brother Dante guided me through hell, the first world of the dead. As you most likely can recall the real poet Dante was apart of a militant white organization.
They were called the White Guelphs, although the Pope supported the Black Guelphs. Dante was exiled from his homeland. That’s just like my family when we left France to get away from the Nazis.
My brother Dante was 35 at mid life just like the Dante that wrote the original poem seven hundred years ago. But my brother Dante was no poet Virgil. Instead, Dante expressed himself like a modern day rapper, using slang and profanity of contemporary times.
First we were roaming through a deep dark forest. There, we were pursued with several animals: a lion, a leopard, and a she-wolf. The woods represented all of our worst sin and a place where we would have to face our sinful actions.
Dante said to me in rhyme: Hey Angel seen the worst of our days, ain’t you worried about your sinful ho fuckin’ ways.
You were a holy whore instead of a saint, but you ain’t. You put niggas to sleep with a bullet and suck the dick of the Nazis that you hate and ate to tolerate.
You haterate. You navigate the pathway that is straight, right but wind up finding a mother-fuckin’ fight.
You suck the balls of the mother-fuckers all night but looked holy men in the face, curse them with all your might.
Now sit tight, your vampire ass is ready to take a bite. You might be a pretty young thang but your ass is gettin’ fucked into the vampire game.
It’s all the same you killed greater men then your father just for the fame. My vampire fangs are hard to tame.
My fucking whore mother is all to blame. Our family portrait shows a drag queen and his pimp in middle of the frame. We’re all the same.
But I turn my ass up to niggas every day just to maintain. They all say I’m gay and I’m wasting my life away. What the fuck can I say they player hate a brother anyway.
I tried to choose the right way, the path to the light and keep my fucking ass tight but on the journey to hell a nigga better travel light.
Now take up the plow and work like a hoe or a cow. Don’t look now at hell’s gate we humbly bow. I throw in the towel.
There is the she-wolf we cannot evade. In the deep fires of hell we will wade. My courage and strength begin to fade.
You invade hell to pass and make the grade. A contro-passo let the lyrics flow, when I grab my shit and let go.
They will punish my sin, why I don’t know. Maybe as pay to pass they’ll bust my ass like an old greasy ho. I’m the type of bitch that would never say no.
My contro-passo, poetic justice, is just ass that they after not class or a ride with the gas. I’m the sly mother-fucker who skipped morning mass.
Fortune tellers have to walk with their head backwards, black words, the fact hurts. They punish the niggas and the pimps, the whores, and the killers.
They thinks it’s justice but they give they stuffed pill hoes their filler. They feel her better, she fine and female and blow like bad weather.
They feel her fake tits and her ass thick like a wool sweater. They piss on a mother-fucker and sweat her. They all just like my mother they wanna fuck with a brother.
Oh father, I fell into a deep place see the sun behind the mountain on my face. I’m a nut case, a scared nigga with mace. A brother’s heart’s hard to replace.
Basso loco, coffee, coffins I’m in deep shit not coco. Wind blow cold, not like Acapulco. Where the sun is silent, my mind is quiet but my dick is hell bent and my nose stuck on the cum scent.
The fortuneteller had their heads twisted toward their asses unable to see what’s ahead passes. They can’t see the future without they sunglasses.
Where’s the fortune, the check cashes? They swayed by the masses and catch hoes like fish, sea basses. We call ‘um Black bitches Irish call ‘um lasses.
You wanna see ahead look right here in my bed my bitch killed my dick and then roll over dead. My piece is full of lead and the bullets spill blood red making the sheets wet.
That’s how a mother-fucker can get outta debt. The she-wolf is the fiercest bitch I ever met. But the lion is lying here givin’ my dick head. She cum when I call her just as if we wed. The ho over fed!
Just listen to what I said and we will be led. We goin’ into hell Angel across the riverbed. I ain’t hard to pass outa hell like pre-med-itated murder… but y’all heard her.
If you hurt my sister Angel, they’ll have hell to pay. Mother-fucker what the hell did you say. Now the rich get fucked for their money and the hoes make honey, don’t laugh like this shit funny.
Search me church me I am a hungry lion of sin. See me, be me and find who I really am. I ain’t your Angel, your bitch or your friend.
I’m your mother-fucking nightmare and your closest kin. No sin will be in it to win it till the end. If you don’t break you bend.
The leopard got the spots and the she-wolf howls in the wind. The she-wolf is sin and eats you up and stays thin. She breaks that heart you can’t mend.
Pretend that the three beasts are the three types of sin. The violent island of hate that is a nigga’s fate. We wait, dick out full lip pout at the gate.
Satan try to motivate, but don’t appreciate the pride we swallowed and ate. They imitate the low and the great, the ho and the saint. They self-indulge and innovate, to placate, pussy straight make you salivate.
Mutilate, stimulate, malicious shit. The evil and great: Love and hate make perfect mates. Initiate the first level of hell the first gate.
Five levels of hell were made for the lost and the unsaved. You cannot escape the sin of the grave. You can’t run and hide in a cave.
The fist fuck, the first five circles are for self-indulgent shit. Oh, that cum your greedy ass swallowed and didn’t spit. The pussy and ass that tempt your dick lit.
You took a lot and not a little bit. Suck too much mother-fucking milk from the tit when your ass don’t deserve it.
Upper hell oughta stick like shit and a niggas armpit fried peppers and onion, fried pussy and groins grunions all the hoes you done in and fucked over your best friend.
Circle six is sex and seven is like heaven. But it’s the hell for violent sins. The bitch your fangs bit in the tits. The nigga you shot in the shin, never there through thick and thin.
The circles eight and nine are doin’ serious time. The most evil malicious shit burning mother-fuckers alive and roasting hot dog with their dick. That’s the deepest part of hell when the shallow shit is a joke to tell. Tearing a baby’s heart out for your morning meal.
I’m tellin’ you about hell coz it’s something you can feel. Mother-fucker that shit is real.
Once in hell you stuck inside like a freezer bag seal. You stuck like a banana to a banana peel. You down there to stay, like a car with no wheel.
But we goin’ to purgatory, talking Angels in the outfield. The power we wield lifts us up from hell and we are healed. The true mercy of God’s grace and his smiling face revealed. The sin is cast away and concealed?
Now Angel remember all the shit you told everyone about. First you told them about your two cousins, Lucy and Jonny and how they jumped on your body.
Like a sweet little hottie, you fucked ‘um both and stayed for the party. You came in late and tardy. But put the green banana in like a hardy and acted like a smarty.
Angel you might go to the first five circles of hell, ring the school bell. You slipped on a dick and fell, lies are ties of truth that Angels tell.
Your nipples needed touching and clit began to swell. You swallow a dick and a less bitter hell pill. To the first five levels of hell is God’s will.
Angel there were sixty-four different situations and sins that you told Olive. Now I will tell you the punishment for each little frolic. It’s not all love and it’s not all hate but here we stand at hell’s gate to guess our fate.
Situation number one, you had fun: I fucked you hard in the ass Angel, and hairy pussy got tangled. It take two to tango, you bit me and my ass got mangled.
You said you hated me, the taste of me, the feel of me, the fuckin’ smell but in the first five circles of hell you fell on a dick pussy hot and split and I was fucked in the ass with a giant red-hot metal drill, with no aspirin for a pill.
You treat me cold as hell in hell. I caught the chill they held my legs open and fucked me with the devil’s sickest dick and I got ill, pissing nails for eternity feeling pain when I pee. I asked you to forgive me. I entered my plea.
Yeah, Dante we’ll see! I smoked weed not a major offense to my creed but I smoke when I do the dirty deed. I fucked a Nazi with it and he planted his seed. It’ll be all you can eat.
In hell… the first five circle wait to punish me. I will suffer the flames of eternal burning hot pee as rose thorn dick demons endlessly fuck me.
Ah, I would get used to that too easy. The sin was getting head from a Nazi, my enemy so, I’ll be forced to eat cum as hot as lava endlessly to feed me, so fucking greedy. I should be made to give head to the puss sore covered needy.
Dante, you killed hundred of hoes and slaughtered your foes. For killing the common you should be stabbed in the balls over and over again for eternity and forced to drink battery acid urine endlessly.
What about for killing that actress, she’s only a Hollywood celebrity? I would bid your plea for insanity.
She sang and acted like a mad woman in an asylum. Crazy or retarded, how do they label and file ‘um.
She looked like a 12-year old jail-bait hyphenate—that gets men put in the penitentiary too late for a first date. I plea death row forever for her not me accept adult responsibility.
But for that, butt whore every mother-fucker wants to score. Keeping hands to yourself is such a mother-fucking bore, I bit her and ripped her ass to the core. She was bloody in the anus and I assed for more.
To punish me in the violent sixth circle of hell they would rip my balls off and boil them in lava, no trank or wine they wouldn’t even bother. For murder of the politician’s sister, hah, the world wouldn’t even miss her.
But to punish me for killing the Commander and Chief they would make the Devil himself a booty thief. He would get out his red-hot iron cock and fuck my bloody ass like a robot. Then they would rip off my eyeballs and nipple washing my pain with champagne ripple.
Punishment for a mother murdering her own daughter would be much worse curse in the eighth or ninth circle where hell is even hotter. First they would rip out her womb and melt shut her pussy like a tomb, seal it with a hot poker like a temple of doom.
They called you back from paradise with a séance and ouiji board. Some say this is a sin because fortunetellers contact familiar spirits from both hell and heaven.
Shit, I been calling spirits since I was seven. But if this was a sin punishment would be to hear all the spirits at once in hell not heaven, every voice that ever thought or spoke since the beginning of time, chaos in the mind madness, with no harmony, reason or rhyme.
A minor sin, naked in public when you appeared to Olive. How should we begin? Olive ain’t your close relative, lover, or your friend. Should not be immodest in public incase your naked body might offend.
If this were a sin, you would only go to the first circle of hell, or to the second if you fell. There in the first circle you would get sunburn and heat stroke or hypothermia and fall ill.
Oh, for the oral sex acts you did with Lucy and John, the devil would be a bit more merciful and wave his magic wound. He would wire your mouth shut with barbwire and post no bond.
Of braces and tooth pulling the devil is fond. You would only go to the second circle of hell because oral sex is a blessing and a sin, but not when you’re taking your friend’s boyfriend.
The banana in the ass was to pass for a cock. The banana was fresh and green but cousin John was not. You busted his ass like a faggot, got him hot and boiled his pot. He came not just a little but a lot.
If this was a sin, it would be sodomy. For which sin men gain much, wealth, respect, fame, and money. It depends on if his ass filled with blood and shit or if it filled with sweaty ass honey.
For punishment you would go to the first circle of hell and John would go to the third level of hell, because that green banana represented a man’s cock and rang his ass like a bell. Maybe he was on the dick coz he slipped and fell.
You helped Nazis escape for weed and coke. His homosexual girlfriend licked your ass and pussy and he gave you a poke. But that was not the serious sin the sin was lack of faith and hope and selling dope to a man that should have been hanging at the end of a rope.
Punishment for this is the fourth circle of hell because you did not maim or kill. But selling dope and getting high you had your fill, makes people do the Devil’s will.
Then there was keeping secrets and lying. The Nazi Jerry was the dealer and not buying. He was bi with you but his girlfriend was a blonde Jew that was dying. As she smoked the dope sparks between girl-on-girl were flying.
Punishment for lesbian woman-to-woman love would be thin, if it were a sin. If it’s a sin to the fifth circle of hell you would descend. There, demons would bite you and her with red-hot metal fangs, tearing at your flesh, and drink her blood violently for power getting paid by the hour.
You keep secrets and you’re lying while you lie about what female prostitute you’re buying. Mother lied about being a man to be a priest and father lied about being a woman to be a nun.
Jerry and Francesca lied about being Jewish Negroes to get the job done. But all of their lying wound them up at the end of gun. When the day was done, they ate bullet lead and dung.
Punishment for such sin is no fun. First for the lie, the first, circle of hell not heaven, but for the war Hitler caused for lying about being Jewish and gay, three extra levels past circle seven to eleven.
There at the bottom the torment of hell would be the most deviant and treacherous feel. First boiled in lava until your skin peels. Then no time to heal…just driven mad with demons that tear your flesh for eternity like a meal.
Calling your mother, the priest, a cuss word and making her feel disrespect has a bad effect. It’s a fair bet, that’s not so bad at all. The first circle of hell if you made it to purgatory then did fall. You may not even go to hell or purgatory for profanity at all.
Hey, but mother was a priest and father was a nun and they fucked each other anyway. Well if that was a sin then the punishment would be to make amends with Jesus and Mary, some say their sex life was full and others say no just barely.
They might not punish them for acts of desperate love fairly. They were held at knife-point, by a drunk, gay, Irish priest fairy. The nun and the priest fucked, but against their will. It was to get the other priest off and make cum spill.
The sin of selling drugs at church and smoking weed with the bishop was sick because father had to suck his dick. But punishment for father growing and smoking weed was greed, or too much getting high fills emotional need.
If this was sin father and the bishop would be pinned to a long pipe together in the fourth circle of hell. Some say they fell, because some say being high is heaven. Again the pipe in hell is not for drugs, but a weapon the devil would point it at father and the bishop and forever shoot them over and over again.
Prostitution on church grounds was not murder or stealing though the bishop got some of the money from both sluts and drug dealing.
The punishment for this is to be infested with a pest of crab lice in the anus and balls where lies father’s worst vice. The pubic lice would bite for eternity and never suffice tearing at the flesh with church mice eating out the eyes no sweet goodbyes.
The blackmail that came when Father Patrick force mother and father to fuck was bad luck. They fucked when they should have been at mass, what a lack of respect and class. Mass is no time of the day to take it in the ass.
To punish the sin of blackmail is nothing but the third circle of hell an eternal bloody hail. The sin of sex during mass even taking it in the ass is to feel the whip of hot thorns from the devil’s lash.
When mother superior fondled Sister Heart she was expecting to find a vagina and instead found another part, a penis was hard. She gave oral sex to a man she just met and stuck her hand up his anus as a bet then leaked her pussy wet.
He let her explore his sexuality but she is the real person who deserves pity. The sins mother superior did were plenty. She should be tried and punished before a great committee.
Punishment for what mother superior did should be to give the Devil head. She should have to stay in the third level of heaven and lick the red-hot metal dick of Satan seven times seven.
But mother always gave head to the other nuns and never asked for any oral sex in return. Well because he was hiding a penis. But before we have seen this, it is better to give than receive and to tuck your dick and fuckin’ leave.
Selling drugs and getting high at church was like a vermin bug. Drugs leach all the church treasury away like slugs. They had to sell weed to replace the money they stole and burned marijuana for incense in a bowl. There was no sin they could not invent getting high was an event.
For punishment they go to the third level of hell and never do well, drowning in smoke so thick, they suffocate forever and cannot breath or smell.
There is a laundry list of shit you told Olive about, you did it or talked about what you should not do, every fuck and every screw. You cussed in church, or out loud and for this minor sin you ass was proud. But every man who hung on a cross was cursed and for this curse Jesus wore a shroud.
Punishment for this sin should be the first five circles of hell, you should be forced to act out the meaning of every cuss word that you say out loud standing naked and on fire in front of a crowd.
What about when the Nazi came and destroyed church property, vandalism was the sin. They pissed on the pews and raped other men. The head priest was not that Nazi’s best friend.
Punishment for these sins should be to have their own bodies vandalized to rip off their nipples and tear out their eyes.
The Nazi forced a nun to suck his dick at gunpoint then he fucked her fast in the pussy and ass. He shook the old lass! But punishment for this sin should be the seventh level of hell almost a violent crime of a riffle in hand you understand, and the Nazi should be forced to swallow his own testicles for eternity— raw and bloody.
Blowing a nun is fun! But being blown by your Nazi enemy is good if it’s free. It’s a sin if the nun paid the man to blow her shit, but he did it out of guilt and to harden her nipples and tits.
Mother got pregnant without regret, when Father Patrick force father to rape her at knifepoint, with semen anoint. This was not a sin upon the head of the man and woman this was a sin upon the head of Father Patrick who forced them to give in.
Punishment for this was both violent and self-indulgent is the sixth level of hell. There, Father Patrick will not be the one to tell others what to do or feel. He will be hung upside down on a rope swinging over a deep pit of serpents no hope and dipped into the flames of hell, a swinger like him should have fell.
The general had adultery with the French spy Francesca to be free. She fucked the American commander and then the Nazi commander in one day. She was filled with cum by both men in the same way.
Francesca fucked around to get information to win the war, but most people would call her a sinner and a whore.
The sin she did was almost cancelled by the information she got to win Normandy but she could have gotten that info by just being eye candy and serving Rommel brandy while rubbing his dick and making herself handy.
Francesca stole the map. That was still stealing. She screwed the enemy to help a friend for information too revealing. She lied about her race and nationality totally concealing. She volunteered to suck the dick of every man at D-Day with her naked double D tits that she wouldn’t put away fo a roll in the hay.
Punishment for her sin would be in the first five circles of hell, where they will celebrate the beauty of this belle then tear her limb from limb and cast her down a bottomless well. She was like the woman at the well so many German lovers’ whose names she couldn’t say or spell.
When you got that Nazi out of Paris you had oral sex with a man and a woman at the same time. You got your pussy licked by a pretty blonde dime. Punishment for this crime is the first level of hell, if it was a sin you might have gone to heaven then slipped and fell.
You got them into drug trafficking and embezzlement from the German mint, is that what you meant. Drug trafficking is not buying or using just picking up packages and drug defusing. But you cause others to become addicts and in hell you will be an addict that shakes for eternity never getting a fix while sucking sick dick.
Sleeping with a prostitute with a condom on is like making a minor suck dicks blindfolded and quick. There is no baby left around but you sold your soul for pleasure by the pound.
For punishment the first three circles of hell, where your skin will be stung by millions of scorpions and poisonous snakes and your flesh will swell. Swelling is a minor infection, but no painful childbirth with semen injection.
Mother cussed and disrespected a superior government official in the church during a storm and she paid the price on earth vampire bitten like a bee in a swarm.
The official was the powers that be and in hell she was on the lower level of the family tree. She will see the first two levels of hell if God shows mercy. That was punishment enough to be made a demon vampire wandering spirit she prayed for death and no longer feared it.
In a pub filled with lust and love Father Damon and Sister Heart stripped in public on a stage in a jazz club. Father touched mother’s crotch and pretended to make love. The spotlight shined bright from above, but nudity is saved only for the tub. Masturbating in public is a disgrace, self-control has it’s place.
Punishment for this is the first level of hell above but to be forever without love. The act was immodest and was what lust was made of.
The raven-haired beauty shot up the club jealous and rudely totally unruly. This was just violent and crude. The eighth circle of hell would set the mood, if violence is your attitude. Violent nature a woman or man should never exude.
Carrying a gun for protection is a good convention. But the gun is an evil and powerful invention. Not to mention, the gun will pass away but the crime done with it will make you do time.
The punishment is on earth and then in the eighth or ninth violent circles of hell. The difference between first and second- degree murder no one can tell.
What love, mother cheated on father with the man who protected her in the jazz club after the shooting. For the bad guys the Devil is rooting.
The gun was not to protect him but for rubbing and looting. After sex he threw mother into the alley. A cutie his foot was booting after mother gave up the booty.
The punishment for adultery is not the same as for murder is it? Mother slipped off her garter, for that shit. If punished she would be self-indulgent not violent and the third level of hell for it.
Two men having oral sex is the sin of gay men. Some say there is no sin, just bread at the holy supper is broken. But there is a lie and false tie if you lie with your kin just for money instead to be friends.
Some say that’s not true you can suck anyone’s dick man or woman and there is no sin. But society turns a prudish dislike to it and society’s opinion will win on earth but not in heaven in the end.
Evading the police, robbing a bank, or watching others be killed are things that should not be tolerated even in goodwill or ill will. If you have power or knowledge use it never to kill but to get a meal and to help others, see how good you feel, be real, give with smiling zeal.
Punishment for robbing a bank is to bake in the pits of hell a bad spell if it was to gain wealth for selfish or greedy reasons. But you could rob and bank to help the poor in any season. But if it’s greed, to be tossed into the pits of the third circle of hell you will need with great speed for your fuckin’ greed.
Cross-dressing in a nightclub hardly sounds like a sin, except the queen is a homo that never sleeps in and is fast to make ass fucking friends. The hole in the back will be hard to mend. This is the dick that refuses to bend, he charges for gay favors with money to lend.
These acts do offend, if the queen lied and screwed a straight man in the end. The punishment for this is the fifth circle of hell for grinding like niggas in the pen.
Two men sucking another man’s dick at the same time is a cute little trick but bad if they bob their heads out of time and stand in line. The cock winds up and explodes in the behind. This is a bad madness of the mind and not a clever way to unwind.
Punishment for this is only if you forced the two men to give him head. Only if he threatened them with a gun loaded with bullets of lead. Only, if he forces them at knifepoint to suck his dick and go to bed and do more than give him head.
The third circle of hell will suit them well where they will be forces to eat endless bananas in the peel for eternity always chewing and never getting love or screwing.
Mother and Dante were jealous of the celebrities on internet and T.V. while fame escapes me. They were jealous of a life that was easy and pretty.
Punishment to for this jealousy is the eighth level of hell because jealousy led to murder, brutal slaughter, and torture. They wanted to hurt her.
But to punish this sin they will be forced to bend over backward to please her in hell all is well. She will look down from a higher level of torment almost heaven sent while they are hell bent.
Forcing a man to suck another man’s dick in front of his own mother is the sin of the White House restroom. But dear, the point of them being there is to murder and create fear, thus forcing this act was not sin especially since Dante had the best of mother and sex with most men. Then Dante and mother poisoned someone to death when they left.
But if it was a greater sin, the punishment would be the fourth level of hell where every victim of poison would get the poison sucked out by Jerry on there cocks no matter how hairy with his head buried.
Stealing someone’s identity to commit murder is a sin if you ever hurt her. The murder was a success but the eighth level of hell will be best.
There in hell they will be roasted alive and forced to feel endless bee stings five by five and fire released from a hive then forced to drink lava to imbibe roasted alive.
The president’s sister gets drunk in public all the time same old rhyme. She always stumbles around and falls on her fucking behind. This is not unusual for a fool. So when mother dragger her up the stairs invisible, no one knew that it was against her will.
Her punishment for always getting drunk in public meant that she didn’t use wisdom or her best judgment, which led to her murder and detriment.
Drunkenness is self-indulgence a minor sin. But you could lose your inhibitions and do almost anything, kill, blood spilled or take too many pills, to someone else and not your self, you endanger other’s health. The third level of hell for a while drowning in liquor and covered in welts crying for drinking and lying.
Olive lied to you Angel and concealed the truth, deceptive and aloof. She lied to get the truth from you about murder. She did not tell you she was a member of the New York vampires. This was a minor sin of lying to a friend who you think is guilty of a crime as long as you don’t lie to them all of the time.
Turning in your own mother for murder is not such a sin, but it is written to respect you mother, kin, and friends. You should only obey your parents if there is no sin in their commands and no blood on your own hands.
At the trial on the stand, mother was revealed for dressing like a man and then sent to the can. But she gave to the poor and sick at God’s command. Evil did demand the flames to be fanned. She did not ask others to understand, she was a saint of a different brand.
She killed homosexuals with God’s wrathful hand. She said she would rid the land. But murder and rape are illegal and banned. The time was running out in the hourglass full of sand and mother would receive a reprimand.
Making someone pay for their crimes may be a sin. Then begin, Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord, even for murderers and whores. It is not your place to give death penalties to crazed abused children who never had a friend. When violence is the solution: who wins in the end?
“Pussy Purgatory”
Francesca would lead me through purgatory. She was a beautiful blonde spy during the war that had the reputation as a saint and a whore. The point of purgatory was that the soul almost fell into hell but the crime was not worth doing hard time.
The motivation behind the crime was what made a soul dwell in hell. Sometimes it was not a crime that placed them there at all. Sometimes it was giving to the poor and sick to please your own dick, or getting your crotch licked forcing the poor church whores to turn tricks.
The seven deadly sins wind a man or woman in purgatory for the thought that was behind the action, the reason for the act and the love that it lacked. You take from the community and become wealthy but forget to give back.
Satan made a mountain when he was thrown from heaven. Upon impact the depths of hell were created and gated. The mountain metaphor for purgatory rose elevated above hell like a well.
The seven sins and seven levels of purgatory tell the story. The seven sins are the motivation for everything in the sinner’s life even if they did not commit an actual sinful act. In fact, purgatory is punishment for the good acts that you took back.
There is a list of good things that you confessed Angel Damon, but those good things were only done for evil reasons. You arrived in purgatory on Easter Sunday. It’s just the same metaphor as Christ returning from the grave and rising into heaven after the pain and suffering of death.
Here is the list of seven sins: gluttony, that’s what happens when you eat too much dick and pussy. Really your ass is hungry and you do it for food money.
Lust of the flesh will make a mess, of cum and make you feel less when you kneel to suck dick, you’re at your best. But hoes that tease are pests. You should take off your shirt and show your chest.
Greed is a sin that you should not heed. You take more than you could ever want or need just to stop others from getting their fill or ready to lead. Greed is a sin that getting pussy licked can feed. But pussy does bleed and that leads to HIV if you eat bloody meat from the vagina or the seat. Also be careful the semen sick men secrete.
Jealousy is a sin without mercy. Riches are like water in an ocean and the jealous desert is thirsty. Jealousy is a big tit in a tight shirt that is bursting.
Hatred causes anger and wrath, wars and murder are the aftermath. Sex and drugs lay as obstacles in your path. In penis purgatory they tickle your clit and you get punished only half of it for that shit.
Adultery is fornication. When a married person has sex outside of marriage. Worse both a blessing and a curse without the baby carriage. When you spread misery and disease, miscarriage. You go to penis purgatory for your love affair that you disparage.
Drunkenness and reveling are made for penis purgatory. But without wine and women life might be boring. There are better things in life beside fucking and scoring.
Maybe a woman that is strong and wants to be a man lingers in limbo, like a bimbo. She’s in penis purgatory until she struggles through to heaven, penis paradise a great chasm where she will get a penis and a male orgasm, a body spasm.
Maybe a man who is feminine and wants to be a woman will suffer through penis purgatory as a punishment for denying his manhood and will not go to penis heaven because he cut his penis off and became and woman in sin?
Maybe he will have to learn to appreciate the divinity of manhood in purgatory for his story. Or maybe, penis purgatory is to let a man learn what it feels like to have a female orgasm then ascend into heaven with a vagina where he will be joined with the ultimate penis or the meanest image of Venus.
Quite obviously, there will be no physical bodies in heaven. Maybe there are no dicks or pussy to lick just endless bliss like a holy kiss.
“Penis Paradise”
The final level in the world of the dead is heaven, called paradise. This is penis paradise where sin is admonished and absolved and abolished. Sin lives in men but not in divine beings. They have ascended above life, death, and sin.
. The ancient poet proved this theory with three mirrors one did kindle the other and it all stacked up to be true no voodoo. Who knew?
The experiment with angles, positions, men, with men, and men with women and children all proved to be real the difference is how the conscience feels and how the emotional spirit heals.
Everything makes sense. Sex is man’s best friend and worst enemy. His conquest is pussy, pleasure and sometimes purpose. He may open his purse and take a piss or purse his lips on a clitoris or a dick.
Francesca guided me into pussy paradise. We were like a pair of dykes. We were gambling with our lives on earth and our souls like a pair of dice.
There were the three virtues of goodness that some people think we need to get into heaven, our pussy paradise. I looked Francesca in her bright blue eyes and sighed as we traveled inside the quivering female orgasm in pussy paradise would not subside.
Our naked shame had nowhere to hide. Joy without penises or boys came when we used our body like toys. We let the angels play the cords of lust and trust until our trembling womanly flesh began to bust.
What were those three virtues? Francesca took my hand and tried to make me understand. A lot of saints approached us in pussy paradise some of them never touched men.
They were dykes. Some of the holy ass women never even touched women they used foreign objects and pretended to be in heaven. They claimed fucking yourself with a dildo was safe, clean, and was not a sin. This way they blissfully explored the woman within without a dyke friend.
Then I thought again. Was it really a sin to stick a green banana in John’s anus instead of another man’s penis? Some men are aimless and miss. Some women don’t mind and don’t regret this. Some folk’s asses deserve a kiss. Is this really reckless?
When mother superior begun the nun put her hand up Sister Heart’s anus very famous. Was it really that bad of a flaw with his butt raw? Would the Devil be cast out of heaven for such an act and would angels fall?
Would it really be bad if her fist was balled up there in a ball? Okay, as long as she did not punch him with a grin, or a sin. Maybe it’s okay… oh, gay to eat for lunch…him and take a dick in the end, a point I defend.
While me and Francesca walked through pussy paradise we wondered and said, is it good to give head to make friends or would we wind up dead?
When it was all said and done Olive I decided to return to earth long enough to tell someone what I had seen. I confess like a church girl to a priest in a confessional my future, my present, and my past.
I hope to pass on to the next level of existence full of joyful energy not breathless or listless with class, not falling on my ass. My present to you is this list of things I did but you ought not to do. I have come back for all and not a few.
Christ died as a sacrifice of life for all of you. That was the line that was supposed to get me into heaven, lucky number seven.
I don’t know what else to tell you Olive. I guess you should be all love, Olive. All is well that ends well. Stay out of hell.
What you dish out is what you get back. This is a fact. This is the golden rule that we learned in church and school. But don’t live your life like a fool because the real world can be brutal and cruel.
Angel Damon disappeared fading into the distance. Olive left the old house disappearing like a ghost along with the rest of the vampires of New York.
Gulliver and Queen Laputa were together inside the walls of the palace. Gulliver beckoned for the woman that was the wife of the playwright Queen Laputa. Gulliver caressed his throbbing male member. He stroked the tender flesh of his foreskin as Queen Laputa entered the room.
Queen Laputa undressed stripping away the high white lace collar until she was nude before Gulliver . Ripped away the tight pants and revealed his naked penis to Queen Laputa. Queen Laputa licked her vampire lips and revealed her long fangs to him.
Queen Laputa vigorously rubbed the wet pink lining of her flesh until it dripped with fluid. The dining room table of the palace was lined with hot fresh food. Gulliver took hold of a large turkey leg and thrust it inside of Queen Laputa.
Queen Laputa looked over her shoulder and smiled slyly. She then grabbed Gulliver by his loins and stroked his penis lovingly. Soon she was down on her knees, Queen Laputa slathered her anus and vagina with a large handful of turkey gravy and hot grease. She also took a bite of the turkey leg as the grease dripped from her thighs.
Queen Laputa sunk her long white vampire fangs into Gulliver with the turkey leg in one hand and his penis in the other. Queen Laputa bit into hot slippery male member and then the meat as she licked her red bloody lips.
Gulliver pushed Queen Laputa back onto the table and flung her legs wide apart. He hungrily groped her wet warm vagina with his hands. Urine streamed from Queen Laputa’s loins and flowed down her legs. Gulliver began to lick and suck the interior of Queen Laputa’s female loins with pleasure winsome across his face.
Now Gulliver and Queen Laputa were in the large blue box. Gulliver sat in a blue chair surrounded by turquoise lantern light. Gulliver sat down on the floor and folded his legs with his knees sticking out on either side. He crossed his ankles in front of him (American Indian style).
Gulliver leaned back with his arms stretched straight behind him. He rested the weight of his body on his palms as Queen Laputa devoured his penis ravenously in the lantern light.
Queen Laputa sat on King James’s lap. She placed a leg on either side of him as she guided his hard male member insider her anus. Queen Laputa was facing Gulliver as she gazed into his eyes.
Now Queen Laputa was bouncing up and down on King James’s lap. Her knees pressed into floor. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as they kissed. Gulliver bit his sharp vampire fangs into Queen Laputa until blood flowed from her lips.
She pressed her large firm breasts into Gulliver as she kissed him. The taste of blood was on her tongue as their tongues intertwined. They decided to snatch some more turkey thighs from the table and use them to penetrate Queen Laputa’s anus skillfully.
Now the two secret paramours were in the red box in the corner of the room. A dark blue lantern burned fiery light in the large dinning hall. Queen Laputa was naked, glistening with perspiration, and down on all fours in the corner.
In an instant Gulliver was on his knees beneath the beaming light of the dark blue lantern. He penetrated Queen Laputa deviously. Soon Gulliver found the source of Queen Laputa’s pleasure her vagina throbbed with inexplicable pleasure as Gulliver pounded her hard from the back.
“Soon we will be sitting in my favorite chair in the big turquoise square below. The lantern light will burn low and I will pound your female flesh into a wet hot mush Queen Laputa.”
“We will first eat each other’s loins and think of my husband Queen Laputa, dear Gulliver .”
“You shall admit to your terrible sin of adultery Queen Laputa and God will forgive us for our irresistible love.”
“Yes my King James, you are the first king to find the trembling pleasure of my female loins. You make me explode into tremors of female orgasm!”
“I will find that hot wet spot inside your womanly flesh with my vampire tongue. I will taste of your loins and bite you to taste of your blood Queen Laputa!”
“Now come to me Queen Laputa and I will make you drink my cum like red wine and vampire blood.”
“You sit down right here King James. First of all pay attention to what I say!”
“Yes, my darling Queen Laputa. I will sit here in this white chair with my hard male member caressed in the palms of my hands.”
“I will sit on top of you while you sit in the chair. I will be on top riding your firm penis while I sit down.”
“Lean forward Queen Laputa and grab the white table in front of you darling. Now hold on to something while I force my male member inside of you rhythmically like a playwright or bard.”
Queen Laputa and Gulliver were swayed in the motions of lovemaking while they decided to eat. Queen Laputa bit into a large turkey leg again. The grease from the meat flowed down her chin.
Gulliver slid his slippery finger inside of Queen Laputa’s hot wet vagina. He rubbed her clitoris fervently. Now Gulliver bit a huge bite out of the turkey leg. Then he shoved the turkey leg inside of Queen Laputa’s vagina.
His penis was forced firmly inside her vagina at the same time as the turkey leg. Her oily loose vagina was stretched to capacity with both the turkey leg and King James’s penis at the same time.
Immediately Gulliver and Queen Laputa were into another position. The large box above displays their love. Gulliver frantically cleared the table of all of the lavish food throwing it to the floor of the large dinning hall. Now Gulliver was on the top of the table with Marlow. They were head to tales licking each other from head to toe.
They slipped off of the table onto the floor. Queen Laputa lied on her stomach and placed her arms stretched out in front of her. She gazed forward while Gulliver covered her butt cheeks in white-hot cum. Then with stiffness still left in his penis Gulliver penetrated Queen Laputa. He entered her anus from the back. He placed a pillow below her waist.
He sat down and placed his legs on either side of Marlow. He bent his knees and placed his legs in front of himself. He placed his feet on either sided of Queen Laputa’s breasts. He teased her breasts with his toes while he continuously thrust his penis into her. He leaned back on his palms as he wiggled his hips from side to side in a rocking motion.
“I love to dine on your loins Queen Laputa. I like the taste of your pussy more than the taste of food.”
“Ah, Gulliver , I shall devour you delicious male organ, like manna from heaven!”
“Oh, Queen Laputa I shall lick and savor the interior of your loins like a delectable delicacy darling.”
“Dictate to me what you want me to do when I dine upon your hot sweet testicles darling King James.”
“I shall show you every motion and penetration of pleasure tonight Queen Laputa.”
The last pose of the night was in the big purple box above. Queen Laputa would rock his world. Gulliver was now lying flat on his back. He stuck his legs into the air and bent his legs at the knees. His butt was also held up in the air, while Marlow eased his penis inside of her.
“Cum with me now Marlow. Kneel over, squat over me.”
“Like this. I will put one leg on either side of your body.”
“Yes then line your loins up with mine while my legs are bent and up in the air.”
“Ah, I am bending my knees and squatting over you to fit your penis inside me.”
“Fine, now Queen Laputa take hold of my forearm and line our loins up.”
“Ah, put your legs underneath my armpits to secure then on either side while we move in the motions of love.”
“This night has been full of sin and debauchery Queen Laputa. I shall repent before I oversee the translation of the Holy Scriptures of the Bible tomorrow morning!”
Jennifer Lopez
JOKE: 2 fat guys walked into a restaurant. One orders a diet soda and the other one orders a bottle of red wine. When the waiter comes he says to the man who ordered the diet coke: are you the one with the swine? He replies no I on a diet so dahhhh!
Lady Gaga Naked
JOKE:
This is photo of Britney when she had her breast implants in. She likes weird and crazy stuff now that she has slept with thousands of her fans. She likes to be suffocated, raped at gun point and knife point. She likes having her head held underwater while having sex.
Lady Gaga Naked
JOKE:
MILEY CYRUS & BRITNEY SPEARS NUDE
In this candid photo Miley poses with her leg up. She is a teen pop star that just recently put out a song called wrecking balls. She wrecks balls on a daily basis now that she is doing adult porn and selling herself instead of her music. Miley likes to put her entire hand inside of her vagina every morning while singing her pop hits. She sometimes has fans come over and stick foreign objects and hands or feet inside her vagina and anus while she performs for her female fans.
Britney likes to put large foreign objects inside her vagina while performing for her fans. This is a graphic design fake but it is not far from the real picture of Britney. She loves barn yard sex and makes porn with donkeys and horses a lot, especially after her kids were born.
Kim Kardashian above before or after the baby. She likes two penises in her anus now that she is married to Kanye West. He gets some of his friends to have sex with his wife with him and they both put their penises in Kim's anus at the same time while another friend of Kanye has vaginal sex with Kim.
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This is the part of the blog dedicated to talking about first dates. Just recently I saw a movie about 50 First Dates and it was a comedy. I am not telling you to rent this movie but you can if you want to. Any how the women in the movie were talking about how to get a first date and what was a good first date.
Some suggestions of a good first date was to slow dance in the rain. This in fact did happen to me on a first date. Well it was not actually a date it was a more business like meeting. It began to ran and he jumped out of his hot pink sports car carrying a 6 pack of beer! It was pouring and the music was blasting loud into the afternoon.
Then there was the woman who suggested that a good first date was a back rub. In my experience neither one of these things was a good first date because it was all so fake and surreal. After a while you begin to wonder if the man or woman is good in bed. Most times when slow dancing and back massages are involved it means that the man is not so great in bed and is compensating for lack of sexual skills.
Many times if a man is good in bed he will have a bad personality and get in trouble with the law a lot. Also a good sex partner turns out to be bad at conversation and foreplay. This is not always true however, what do you blog readers out there really think about this topic?
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Above are pictures of Janet Jackson. She recently pulled her top down at the super bowl. This was not the sexiest thing she has done. Janet likes to have sex with her dancers during dance workouts. She gets all sweaty and hot then she turns out the lights and blindfolds herself. After being blindfolded she randomly mounts a dancer and they do the dance move that the dancer is famous for in her dance troupe then she tries to guess who she is having sex with. Of course this is not the way it should be. Janet was married many times in her secret marriages one of her husbands gave her HIV and then they divorced. Anyhow, I think she should try and be monogamous again just for health reasons.
Above are pictures of Renee Zellweger she was the actress in Chicago and Bridget Jone's Diary, she has won an Oscar for Cold Mountain. She likes to have sex in the water. Many of her male partners have confessed that Renee likes to be lifted up into a man's arms and thrust upward while in deep cold water. She likes it on top and likes to use foreign objects to stimulate her vagina.
Above is a picture of Alicia Keys the R&B singer. She won lots of Grammy awards and is known for the song "A Woman's Worth". She wears beads in her hair and long braids. Her partners say that she uses the long braids and the beads to put inside her vagina to do masturbation. She keeps the long string of hair beads in her vagina while she is having vaginal sex and rubs her clitoris with the long beaded braids. The beads make a strange sound when she is having sex. Some people also like to put braided hair extensions on their pubic hair and use the beads on them as well. You can trim the pubic hair into a heart or a square there are pubic hair extension kits that contain stencils with outlines of different shapes.
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There are a slew of what used to be called teen pop stars. One of them is Hilary Duff. She is all grown up now and having "fun with her vagina" as she puts it. Ms. Duff is quite the business woman and has lots of strange sex tips to shock men in bed. She likes to put a lit candle near the bed and use the hot candle wax to drizzle on the foreskin of her male partners. She's into S & M but she likes to stimulate her nipples a lot in bed by taking a pop bottle and making a suction cup out of it and putting it on her nipples to make them firm and aroused. In her book Elixir, HE LICKS HER and this is her favorite trick to get men to lick her in bed. She puts maple syrup on her clitoris and places a stack of pancakes on top.
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A new update is that they are now divorced. Below are pictures of Katie Holmes she is no longer married to Tom Cruise. Everyone saw their engagement on Oprah when Tom Cruise was on. This seems so fake and gay much like a publicity stunt to post her photo on this page-- but close friends and lovers have revealed Katie's sex secrets. Katie likes to have group sex outdoors. One night when Tom was done shooting one of his movies Katie's friend took out the strap and began to peg one of Tom's friends but she decided to use a friend of hers to get the job done. Tom says he doesn't like to be pegged. Katie really wanted her girlfriend (or friend that is a girl ) to join in. She offered to put the strap on her girlfriend and they began flipping vaginal and anal sex. Katie's tip is to use Ben-Gay or Icy Hot to lubricate herself the eucalyptus has a chilling affect on her vagina.
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Jennifer Love Hewitt used to be a teen actress she is all grown up now and liking to have sex in the woods and at the side of river banks. The key to getting a woman or man to have sex in the wilderness is to plan a camping trip. Make sure that the partner feels safe and not being forced into anything. Then take the 4x 4 out into the great outdoors. Sex up against a tree is fun try climbing a small tree and making or bringing a hammock. Swinging in a hammock is great fun by the campfire. The feeling of weightlessness is exciting and different.
Liv Tyler was in the Lord of the Rings and she finally got around to enjoying bondage and suffocation during sex. It's not such a great idea to put a plastic bag over your head but you can try tying a belt between your crotch and your waist. Liv likes to put partially melted candles in her vagina while getting anal from the back.
Liv also likes to bite the penis foreskin gently during oral sex. She likes to use hot melted wax on the tip of the penis during oral sex and sticks her finger up the anus with a little melted wax and ice cubes while giving head to her male and female partners.
Below are photos of Halle Berry she likes to do it in different rooms of the house. She is spontaneous and impetuous. She is random in her oral acts and likes it on top. She used snuffed out cigarette butts to threaten her lovers during sex she places the fuming cigarette butt at the base of the penis and licks the testicles while doing 69 oral sex on top. Try getting your partner to have sex in different rooms by starting a conversation about food then walking back to the kitchen. Open the frig randomly and take out something like mustard or ketchup and just squirt it on your hand or arm and lick it off of yourself in front of your partner.
Try going into the bathroom and just start washing your hands. Get the soap into a good lather and then just fling some of the soap at your partner. Soap is a great lubricant pretend that you have to go to the bathroom really bad. Pull your pants down and lubricate yourself with the soap on the toilet then just do digital sex in front of the partner to allow them to see what you like.
Halle likes to be on top the and she likes it in the pool. Try wearing flotation devices in the pool that way you can go in the deep end and not have to worry about treading water. Once you are in the deep end of the pool begin random digital sex and impulsive kissing. Bite a little and then be gentle and spontaneous.
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Shakira is a Colombian pop star who sells sex in her image. Here we see her topless this might be cut and paste photography anyhow. She likes to roll her tongue when she kisses and likes oral sex a lot a lot due to her large backside. She calls her partners salad toppings and enjoys group sex. The trick to getting explicit and candid oral sex from anyone without drugs and alcohol is to cook a lot of savory spicy food and fill the room with flavors that remind everyone in the group of sexual odors and tastes.
Shakira is an exhibitionist and likes to have sex in public or on the beach. She goes to parked cars in parking ramps and wears nothing but her sequined hip skirt. She likes to use sticky wet things to lubricate herself like caramel maple syrup, peanut butter, and body paint.
Sometimes animals get involved in the act of sex with Shakira. She likes to release birds in the room with her to create excitement and then there is the usual dogs licking her clitoris and anus and cats that have their sand paper tongue to caress her vagina and clitoris.
Above is Claudia Shiffer. She used to be a supermodel in the 90's and now she can fit posing naked into her schedule. She is a liposuction addict and maintains large breasts and smaller bottom half through exercise and dieting. She likes to have sex under water bango banga and in hot tubs.
Her favorite position is while doing the back stroke. Her male partner gets on top and she gets anal from the back from him while laying on her back they both do the back stroke on top of each other in a swimming pool. Then sometimes there is a third person on top of Claudia or doing the wheel barrel with her while treading water. This gives the illusion of floating.
Above is Kate Winslet she was in Titanic and that Avatar movie she loves to get laid on a boat and in a car. Her sex tip is to wear a corset and use the heel on her thick high heels as a dildo. She also uses the pointy part of the toe of her shoes as a penis, basically putting her foot in her partners and also getting the heel put in her in return.
Above is Julia Roberts posing in front of a fireplace. She likes to have sex outdoors in front of a camp fire. She has a fetish for horses and cattle. Bulls interested her so much that she took a trip to Tibet to have sex around or near an Angora goat near Nepal. The elevation of the Himalayas give her a strange feeling and she likes to have sex while rock climbing.
The only safe way to do this is to go to the rock climbing wall at the mall. Rent time at a rock climbing place where rock climbers practice. Have your partner come behind you in a harness to enter the vagina or the anus from the back. The swinging from high up on the walls creates the illusion of falling which might ad a twist to your experience.
Julia likes to go fast in bed. She sometimes has sex while drinking fast in the dark. She likes to feel out of control and excited. Being tied up is part of the fun in sex with Julia. Sometimes she likes being a dominatrix and allows men to tie her up as well.
Above are pictures of Lindsey Lohan and she was a x-child star. She likes to lay out in the sun to cover her freckles and sometimes dyes her natural red hair blond. She likes to have sex at the club on the dance floor. A sure way to get away with having anal or vaginal intercourse on the dance floor is to wear a skirt that goes down to your knees a full skirt, this way you can't tell when it is being lifted up. Anything goes with Lohan she likes it on the back of motor cycles at night with the strap on and lots of lube.
Above are pictures of Gwyneth Paltrow drinking seamen and she likes to pretend that milk is seamen and pour it on herself while having sex. Gwyneth likes having sex in the mud out doors like our girl Shakira and she likes getting dirty. Period sex is sometimes just the thing for her. But in real life if you want a girl to have sex with you on her period you should pretend that the blood is strawberry jam and put it on her genitals then pull the string and try it surrounded by dark color towels or in the shower.
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Here we are again I'm back to tell you guys more about what is going on in the world of cyber sex etiquette grooming and manors. Most of all for this post I want to talk about the sex tricks and special movies of the famous celebrity chicks. I just happened to pull up a picture of Angelina Jolie right here, our brunette celeb. Her favorite and most popular move is to use a vibrator and her fingers to stimulate her male partners as well as her female partners. She likes to use large foreign objects with her partners not just with Brad Pitt. In this picture she pushed her boobs together with her hands at her side to make her small chest appear fuller on camera.
This is Angelina getting head from one of her partners. Men should learn to give head to women in bed before and after sexual intercourse because it stimulates the woman's clitoris and allows the mucus and fluid of the vagina to start flowing , the clitoris becomes swollen and is posed toward orgasm for the woman sexual pleasure.
A sure way to get a woman to sleep with you is to offer her oral sex and to approach her vagina like a plate of food after you have been starving in the desert for a thousand years without water or food. The woman will quickly become nude and willing within seconds. This is a sure way to get passed the friend stage. Also ask the woman if you would like to take a shower at her apartment instead of just diving into sex. Ask her to enter the shower with you and soap her vagina and buttocks gently first then more aggressive to get her used to your touch then begin kissing while the two of you are in the shower.
Here is Jennifer Aniston nude with a short bob instead of her famous long tresses. She is wearing a waist bracelet anorexic chicks like Jennifer like to try and make their waist as small as their wrist. She likes to pretend she is a boy in bed down on all fours and making the man enter her from the back. She alternates between her vagina and her anus while rubbing her clitoris really hard. Often she uses a vibrator in her mouth which sometimes glows in the dark and spills fluid from the tip like a real penis.
Aniston likes to use cold metal objects to stimulate her anus and uses ice cubes to stimulate her vagina. She puts pop sickles in her vagina until they melt while having vaginal intercourse. She fits the penis and the freezie pop in her vagina at the same time until it melts while swinging in a hammock. Sometimes she does this trick in a rocking chair while rocking hard she thrusts the freezie inside her vagina forcefully while the males strongly pops his penis inside her vagina at the same time.
Aniston likes to take two penises at the same time outside because she likes to be urinated on by two men while their two friends watch. Men that like to urinate on women should break the ice by offering to get in a hot tub with the girl first. Then take a wash cloth and fill it full of water and ring it out over the woman's head as if they are urinating on her. Then ask for head and just after the male has cum you should gently offer to urinate on her while ringing the rag out over her head. If that doesn't work try giving the female head first and ask her to urinate during head or after, then ask to urinate on her as well.
This is Avril Lavigne she is a teen rock star that has just hit her twenties. She used to be all skinny and gay looking but now she is saying what the hell and hittin' it with everyone. She has had some body sculpting and liposuction done recently and now she is tanning and showing more skin. She likes to have sex in the snow because she is from a cold Canadian climate. She often asks her lovers to open the window and turn up the air really high to get the shiver effect while having sex. She also uses a bucket of ice in the bath tub to get laid with her partners. Some women claim that extreme cold and sex at the same time feels like an orgasm.
Avril was the tom boy type but she is now trying to sexy up her image. She likes to show her boobs a lot at parties and prefers to get very drunk before sex. Coax women into bed with wine and gentle conversation instead of just trying to out and out get them drunk, because this might make them vomit in bed. Some people like to vomit in bed. Avril seems to enjoy vomiting in bed during group sex to use the vomit as lubricant.
Avril Lavigne likes to play with swords in bed. Some women like the danger of sword play it represents a penis and the danger of a stranger in bed that might be rough in bed. Avril likes tough guys to talk tough but to give head before sex stimulating the clitoris and vagina with the tongue.
Avril likes to pull down her pants in public she rarely wears panties anymore like Britney she flashes her crotch at parties. Public sex can be exciting but you should make sure you are in a blocked off area that just feels like public sex because you wouldn't want to get arrested for public exposure. Avril likes to have sex on top of large 4x4 while being driven down a dark highway but this is done on all fours as the man enters her from the back.
Another outdoor picture of Avril she says she really likes to dress up like a biker in leather and spikes. She likes leather and lace and whips sometimes despite her blond hair she is a dominatrix in bed. First she lets the man tie her up in bed and then she breaks free from the ropes and breaks out her tiny dog whip she likes to use the strap to peg men but first she uses her finger and spit to stimulate him gently first then quickly before introducing the fake penis.
This is Lavigne doing the multi racial thing. Her clothes and music seem to allow her to be with any race or ethnicity of man. She wears a lot of black eye make-up and plays up her thin firm stomach to attract men to her athletic physique. She plays up her grooming an leaves her body boyishly thin to attract athletes.
Here we have Pamela Anderson with strings of pearls. She has still got her fake breasts. I don't think she looks any different from the small natural breasts except when the male goes to squeeze her boobs. His large hands may feel a lot more breast in his palms than someone like Gwyneth Paltrow who has the acting credits instead of the boob job credits.
Pam likes to have sex with men that have large penises because she likes to wear a strap and peg the man. The men are clean shaven men. They like to pull their legs back in the baby changing diaper position and hold their testicles back. Many times Tommy Lee would grab his own penis a suck his own penis while being pegged by Pam and her other friends from Baywatch.
Anderson also had butt implants at one point at the height of her fame. She used to lie about her implants. People like Jennifer Lopez now brag about their large buttocks instead of their breasts. Anderson ruptured her implants so many times that she took them out for a time then but them back in recently.
Pam likes it on top and being adventurous now because of the web. The key to making women feel comfortable on top is to help them ease the penis in with some lubricant. Use your fingers to fit the penis gradually tapping a little at a time until it goes in. Sometimes a vibrator can help expand the vagina and prepare it for the penis and for the woman to get on top. Start with one finger while the woman is on top then two then three fingers then replace your fingers with your penis. When the girl is on top allow her to start the movement. She may want to bounce up and down or rock back and forth. Some women like to sit tight and alternate between grinding and rocking to make sure the penis doesn't fall out during sex.
Now we are looking at Cindy Crawford the super model from the 90's and 80's. She likes to get laid on top of sports cars that are parked inside the garage. The engine is left running which is dangerous but she really gets off on the danger of the revved up sports car filling the small space with the exhaust. I would recommend opening a window in the garage. She likes to turn on the headlights and get on top of the car while it is running.
Everyone seems to be trimming their pubic hair nowadays. This is a landing strip the slang name for a rectangle shaped pubic hair, also called Hilter's mustache. Some other types of fashionable trim are a G-zone or a Brazilian witch is shaved completely clean while a G-zone is a patch of pubic hair left above the vulva.
This is our Cindy Crawford all tied up and suspended from a ceiling hooked to a harness. She likes bondage and being spanked in bed. I suggest that if you want to try this with a woman for the first time. Ask her to tie you up first and do the act that you would want done to her to yourself or tell her to tie you up and spank you. Then untie you and ask her if she would like to be tied up to experience it for herself. Be enthusiastic while tied up to show her how fun it is to be tied up like that. Give her head or stimulation with a vibrator while she is tied up.
Cindy likes bi-racial group sex and goes with African dignitaries a lot. She likes politicians and athletes. The contrast between the worlds excites her. She doesn't like to go in public with Black men though she just seems to like dinner dates with them and parties, however she likes to be seen with her friend Naomi Campbell the super model from the 90's.
This is country singer Faith Hill all of these girls were married at one point but fame takes over from the vows of marriage from time to time now that she is divorced from Tim McGraw. She is very tall and thin and sports an athletic look with a firm stomach. Faith likes to have sex while horseback riding with the make in the back and a male in the front.
Faith likes to go with horse but she only gives them head. The taste of animal seamen excites some women that ate scared of penetration from the horse penis. However Faith really enjoys large dildos that resemble the horse penis. She likes to have sex in a barn with hay and straw.
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While browsing the web you come across a lot of naked celebrity's pictures. Some of them are just made for shock appeal to promote their career. I also think that some of the nude photos are to show off the skinny in shape look that seems to be going on with many celebrity women and men. If big boobs are a main attraction for many people how come most celebrity women are very skinny instead of being more like Queen Latifah above is a cartoon drawing of Latifah from a the web just for laughs. They even have the big busted actress screwing skinny young white boys as pink as the pink panther.
They even have some porn with Oprah Winfrey in it she has an female ego too and wants the fame of being with hot men and is not afraid to show it on the web one of the few over weight women that is prominent on TV and the web. Oprah's web presence is not as strong because she wants people to watch her on TV instead. I noticed that African American women were larger and allowed to be that way in pop culture to be perceived as attractive because they were taller and thicker than most women such as Tyra Banks a well known lingerie model. Tyra is also a porn whore who shows off her bits and pieces on the web and even now has a network devoted to her the CW that aired that model show. It seems to me that she is just turning out ho after ho on her show and no one is really making it big from her show. Because if they had what it took to make it big then they wouldn't need her show they would just do it on their own and take over that is how it is normally done. Any ways Victoria secret models sport wings on the runway this is not a bad idea for a fetish wear in the bedroom. If you guys can see the ads on this page check out some of the pictures and click on the catalog to purchase some fun fetish wear. The waist bracelet is something
Some other celebrities with titties are Jessica Simpson who just posed naked on Elle magazine, we all know that she is doing everything for publicity and not for normal reasons. Off course she had to gain weight ans stretch her precious stomach out to get into the spotlight again. She also has an edible cosmetics line out that was touted to have made a billion dollars in sales this past year. However her music and concerts did not seem to be affected in a positive way by this endeavor. The cosmetic line claims to make hair and lips taste good called Dessert Beauty a pun or play on words.
I guess little Jessica can now tell if it's chicken or fish that she's eating not and the difference from being a desert beauty and a delectable dessert as hot and sweet as money. I don't believe her claims at all why would sweet tasting shampoo sell that much if her music didn't anyhow do check out some lip gloss created with permission from the candy companies that make our childhood favorites: lemon heads, cherry heads, jolly ranchers, tootsie roll, grape heads, and many others in most stores like K-mart Target and Walmart as well as some drug stores.
Some of us can remember when Demi Moore did this several decades ago and everyone was kinda shocked about a pregnant woman being on the cover of a magazine naked. Take into account that the baby most likely died from HIV shortly after it was born and Demi simply wanted to set an example for women saying to have a baby and take time out from your busy career because so many women really cant conceive and keep healthy children they have to adopt. I don't know if this is true for Demi and Jessica but we can assume by their life styles that it is not likely that they had healthy children. Anyhow, I think it is a good idea to take naked pictures of pregnant women to show the full splendor of womanhood at all stages not just the skinny teenage prostitute image but also the motherly image.
Serena Williams has been through some controversy this past few year about her physical appearance everyone can see the appeal of her body but the jealous type of journalist would sometimes comment on Serena's face. Come one now, she's an athlete not a beauty contestant. Then they would always compare her to that Anna Kournikova chick with the long blond hair, but Serena has other assets.
Cameron Diaz has been made into well known actress. She has been around with Justin Timberland and others that were younger than her like a cougar, I think that that is the term that is used for woman who date younger men. Cameron seems to be a tomboy in real life and strays away from marriage. Is this is a mistake on her part? She should get while the getting is good. There might be a man out there that has more money than Cameron or even more fame. The trend of younger women going with older men is out now we will see older women going with younger men.
Britney Spears is naked on the cover of a magazine pregnant this was a trend in Hollywood. Women should definitely be celebrated at any size fat, thin but not too thin. For a change it is nice to see someone who is not promoting large fake breasts and liposuction stomachs which are not natural. I just hope that Hollywood will show women in their natural state instead of this bionic plastic man-made artificial form that is not healthy for women and girl's body image.
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Shania Twain is a huge country singer from Canada. She married her producer the opposite of her a bushy blond man named Mutt Lang. He produced rock video and pushed for Shania to get a more rock image. She began showing her belly and wearing more pop rock inspired clothes in her videos. Sex on the beach at night one of her favorite tricks but up in Canada its cold and the cold ocean water really thrills her near hypothermia is what really get her to the point of orgasm.
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Some suggestions of a good first date was to slow dance in the rain. This in fact did happen to me on a first date. Well it was not actually a date it was a more business like meeting. It began to ran and he jumped out of his hot pink sports car carrying a 6 pack of beer! It was pouring and the music was blasting loud into the afternoon.
Then there was the woman who suggested that a good first date was a back rub. In my experience neither one of these things was a good first date because it was all so fake and surreal. After a while you begin to wonder if the man or woman is good in bed. Most times when slow dancing and back massages are involved it means that the man is not so great in bed and is compensating for lack of sexual skills.
Many times if a man is good in bed he will have a bad personality and get in trouble with the law a lot. Also a good sex partner turns out to be bad at conversation and foreplay. This is not always true however, what do you blog readers out there really think about this topic?
Above are pictures of Janet Jackson. She recently pulled her top down at the super bowl. This was not the sexiest thing she has done. Janet likes to have sex with her dancers during dance workouts. She gets all sweaty and hot then she turns out the lights and blindfolds herself. After being blindfolded she randomly mounts a dancer and they do the dance move that the dancer is famous for in her dance troupe then she tries to guess who she is having sex with. Of course this is not the way it should be. Janet was married many times in her secret marriages one of her husbands gave her HIV and then they divorced. Anyhow, I think she should try and be monogamous again just for health reasons.
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There are a slew of what used to be called teen pop stars. One of them is Hilary Duff. She is all grown up now and having "fun with her vagina" as she puts it. Ms. Duff is quite the business woman and has lots of strange sex tips to shock men in bed. She likes to put a lit candle near the bed and use the hot candle wax to drizzle on the foreskin of her male partners. She's into S & M but she likes to stimulate her nipples a lot in bed by taking a pop bottle and making a suction cup out of it and putting it on her nipples to make them firm and aroused. In her book Elixir, HE LICKS HER and this is her favorite trick to get men to lick her in bed. She puts maple syrup on her clitoris and places a stack of pancakes on top.
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A new update is that they are now divorced. Below are pictures of Katie Holmes she is no longer married to Tom Cruise. Everyone saw their engagement on Oprah when Tom Cruise was on. This seems so fake and gay much like a publicity stunt to post her photo on this page-- but close friends and lovers have revealed Katie's sex secrets. Katie likes to have group sex outdoors. One night when Tom was done shooting one of his movies Katie's friend took out the strap and began to peg one of Tom's friends but she decided to use a friend of hers to get the job done. Tom says he doesn't like to be pegged. Katie really wanted her girlfriend (or friend that is a girl ) to join in. She offered to put the strap on her girlfriend and they began flipping vaginal and anal sex. Katie's tip is to use Ben-Gay or Icy Hot to lubricate herself the eucalyptus has a chilling affect on her vagina.
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Jennifer Love Hewitt used to be a teen actress she is all grown up now and liking to have sex in the woods and at the side of river banks. The key to getting a woman or man to have sex in the wilderness is to plan a camping trip. Make sure that the partner feels safe and not being forced into anything. Then take the 4x 4 out into the great outdoors. Sex up against a tree is fun try climbing a small tree and making or bringing a hammock. Swinging in a hammock is great fun by the campfire. The feeling of weightlessness is exciting and different.
Shakira is a Colombian pop star who sells sex in her image. Here we see her topless this might be cut and paste photography anyhow. She likes to roll her tongue when she kisses and likes oral sex a lot a lot due to her large backside. She calls her partners salad toppings and enjoys group sex. The trick to getting explicit and candid oral sex from anyone without drugs and alcohol is to cook a lot of savory spicy food and fill the room with flavors that remind everyone in the group of sexual odors and tastes.
When Shakira has rolled her tongue over every inch of your body she then starts to nibble at the tender and delicate parts of the body including the armpits and bottom of the feet. Her belly dancing gets into the act of intercourse she rolls her hips and vibrates her belly.
Her favorite position is while doing the back stroke. Her male partner gets on top and she gets anal from the back from him while laying on her back they both do the back stroke on top of each other in a swimming pool. Then sometimes there is a third person on top of Claudia or doing the wheel barrel with her while treading water. This gives the illusion of floating.
Kate likes to have ice cubes in her mouth while giving head she sometimes uses hot tea or coffee to give oral sex. Kate also likes to swing upside down from a banister while having sex with both male and female partners, this makes her dizzy and allows the blood to rush to her head.
Above is a picture of Jenny McCarthy a former Playboy centerfold who hosted a show on MTV with Carson Daly. She has small firm fat tits. She claims they have not needed to be replaced but most implants do after about ten years. She got hers installed when she was 16 in Mexico. She woke up in the middle of the surgery and could feel the knife cutting her. She likes to have a landing strip trim for her pubic hair.
Jenny likes to have sex in a tub full of Jello. Try it by getting the ready made jelly or by making a huge vat of it yourself and dumping it in the tub. She likes a blindfold and smokes cigars after sex. Sometimes she gets off on the pain of burning herself and her partners with the tip of the lit cigar near or around her anus and belly button. She says it is the only thing that still gives her a rush of fear during sex after having done everything she could imagine in bed.
Above is Julia with her rock climbing equipment on. Just normal sexual activity for her. She also likes being tied up and to swing from high up. She claims that she used to have a fear of heights vertigo and this fears is exhilarating during sex. She sometimes likes to be suffocated during sex as well or held underwater briefly.
Above is Katy Perry a new pop star she started out as Katy Hudson and was a Christian singer putting out a gospel album that didn't sell so well. So, she changed her name to Katy Perry similar to the fashion designer from London. Katy likes to get a trapeze involved with her sexual acts. The circus interests her. She likes being disoriented during sex. To get this crazy feeling shine a bright light in your eyes like high beams this will affect your eyes and make you feel dizzy and excited so much that the position and angle won't matter but try the edge of heaven position it makes the blood rush to your head. Hang your head over the edge of the bed upside down while the male enters from the top into the vagina or anus from the front.
Above is the Jennifer Lopez photo that you tell your friend about. Of course JLO did have a six pack at one point but now the fake adopted twins loosened her up a little. Jennifer now likes to have sex at gun point it gives her the thrill that thousands of partners lacked from boredom and monotony. However to duplicate the excitement at home get one of those toy guns that makes loud noises and shoot water. Don't tell your girl friend or boyfriend wait until your inside or on top and then squirt them with he water gun while they quiver with fear.
Sex on the beach is an old favorite but being dragged behind a wave runner gets JLO off even more. She likes to go to the beach at night and attach herself to the back of the wave runner. Sometimes she puts sand in her vagina during sex and in between thrusts she allows the ocean water to rinse the gritty sand out during sex.
Above are pictures of Madonna getting oral sex and being an exhibitionist. Madonna did the sex book many years ago. She still likes to go to parties with bikers and to get laid in allies. Madonna likes to drink a lot of liquor during sex for oral sex reason but doesn't like to vomit while having sex unless she is outside. The vomit can be uses as a lubricant. However, Madonna likes urine as a lubricant the most and sometimes uses hot sauce in her vagina and anus to get a thrill with some crushed red pepper in her vagina.
Above are some pix of Miley Cyrus from the Disney Channel. She has put out movies and an album now as an adult just 18 or 19 now. She has had some body contouring and lipo just like many others but not sure about implants yet. Miley likes a lot of Black men in her bed and women with the strap on. She lubricates herself with icy hot or Ben-Gay to make the penis slide inside her anus and vagina. She also likes to use the gravy from KFC bucket of chicken to grease herself while eating a healthy meal, she spits the food out during sex and does a lot of kissing with the food in her mouth.
The photos above are Gwyneth Paltrow. She likes to get nipple torture during sex and melted candle wax is a plus for her her nipples are sensitive to hot and cold, she uses ice cubes and candle wax at the same time. Nipple clamps and once she used the handle of a long sword up the anus and vagina while having sex. She likes to wrestle and pretend to play football while having sex like one of the boys.
Above are photos of the deceased Anna Nicole Smith. She has two implants stacked on top of each other it almost looks as large busted as Serena Williams. Anyways, Anna Nicole liked older men. Her billionaire husband was in a wheel chair when she was modeling for Guess and Playboy he died and left her the money. Anna most likely gave him a sexual heart attack. She enjoyed sucking the mucous out of his respirator and covering herself with aloe to lubricate her vagina for intercourse. Foreign objects such as squash and cucumber were used in the sack with Anna who really had a leaning toward frozen sausage during sex using it to stimulate her male partners anus and her own while on top.
Above are pictures of Marilyn Monroe. Some are from the last sitting. Marilyn was famous for her banana pudding trick. She liked to use bananas in bed putting one in her anus and one in her vagina then allowing two men to insert their penis in her vagina and anus. Marilyn liked to be burned with the tip of a light bulb during sex at random then covered in ice cream and licked by her darling poodles after sex. 
A finger trick would do it in real life. While the male is inside the vagina squeeze your fingers inside the vagina and inside the anus while using lubricant keep rubbing the spot inside the vagina about two inches inside the vagina that is where the g-spot is located. The male has a so called g-spot that causes intense orgasms, when the male is ready to come the woman should rub or intensely stimulate the space between the anus and testicles called the perineum for explosive intense male orgasms also squeeze the base of the penis under the shaft whiles stimulating the perineum male g-spot.
Pink is a pop star that likes to kiss girls. She likes corsets and sometimes whips and chains. She loves to be a dominatrix and also likes to be blind folded and smothered. A trick that Pink likes to do is two girls and two men all four of them stacked on top of each other on a couch with their legs spread out and the penis bent and shoved inside the front from the back.
Above are some photos of Paris Hilton. There are tapes of her and her boyfriends all over the web. She likes to be in front of the camera during sex to show off. But to get your girlfriend or boyfriend to have sex in front of a camera you should first put the camera in the room and not turn it on. Then try a trick with it on and recording. Let your partner watch don't tell them that you really like what they did and would not put their name on it if they didn't want it to be. On the other hand some people like to hide the camera and tape the sex act without the lover's permission. I don't recommend this but if you do it don't put your partner's name on it say it is a celebrity or an x to make them jealous, then they will comply or agree to make a tape with you if that is what you really want.
A sure way to get a woman to sleep with you is to offer her oral sex and to approach her vagina like a plate of food after you have been starving in the desert for a thousand years without water or food. The woman will quickly become nude and willing within seconds. This is a sure way to get passed the friend stage. Also ask the woman if you would like to take a shower at her apartment instead of just diving into sex. Ask her to enter the shower with you and soap her vagina and buttocks gently first then more aggressive to get her used to your touch then begin kissing while the two of you are in the shower.
Another outdoor picture of Avril she says she really likes to dress up like a biker in leather and spikes. She likes leather and lace and whips sometimes despite her blond hair she is a dominatrix in bed. First she lets the man tie her up in bed and then she breaks free from the ropes and breaks out her tiny dog whip she likes to use the strap to peg men but first she uses her finger and spit to stimulate him gently first then quickly before introducing the fake penis.
Pam likes it on top and being adventurous now because of the web. The key to making women feel comfortable on top is to help them ease the penis in with some lubricant. Use your fingers to fit the penis gradually tapping a little at a time until it goes in. Sometimes a vibrator can help expand the vagina and prepare it for the penis and for the woman to get on top. Start with one finger while the woman is on top then two then three fingers then replace your fingers with your penis. When the girl is on top allow her to start the movement. She may want to bounce up and down or rock back and forth. Some women like to sit tight and alternate between grinding and rocking to make sure the penis doesn't fall out during sex.
Cindy likes bi-racial group sex and goes with African dignitaries a lot. She likes politicians and athletes. The contrast between the worlds excites her. She doesn't like to go in public with Black men though she just seems to like dinner dates with them and parties, however she likes to be seen with her friend Naomi Campbell the super model from the 90's.
Below is Megan Fox she is the Transformers Chick. Megan Likes group sex and lots of sex toys that remind her of robots. She enjoys having sex in the water outdoors like a lake or a river. She likes the double dildo that is a vibrator to stimulate herself more than a male penis Megan just likes to drink from the
penis while it is coming over her but she also likes two men at once.
The new strange dresser in the pop world is Lady Gaga don't let the name fool Lady is not lady she is a tramp. She has been seen with everyone doing everything but likes weird club get ups to get her off. This is the type of girl who likes to dress up for sex and pretend to be different characters wearing a mask and blindfold.
Next is Little Selena Gomez who is making quite a splash. She is legally 18 and ready for the fun sex life. She likes other women with the strap on including her dear friend Miley Cyrus. She likes to do masturbation in front of her partners with a giant dildo and vibrator. She uses foreign objects like bananas and cucumbers to get used to the size and feel of an erect penis. She is a very experience girl despite her age.
Below is Heather Graham fro the Boogie Nights the Austen Powers movies. She is know to like sex on roller skates. Sex on roller blades is no big deal. The tip for you is to secure long tube socks to your wrists and arms. Tie one of the long chain of tube socks to the door knob and prop the door open with a wedge. Once the door is secured open and cannot swing closed. Attach your arms to the long string of tube socks on the door knob then attach another long chain of tube socks to your partner. Now you can't really fall down while on the roller blades now, insert your penis while standing up by lifting one leg of the female or approach her from the back while she is bent over holding on to the door know or the wall. Once everything is inserted in her then try and get in a long hall somewhere to glide with the roller blades. Hold her in a carrying a baby on the hip position with her legs wrapped around the male. Then thrust your penis upward while gliding down the hall. Try not to go too fast on the roller blades!
I guess little Jessica can now tell if it's chicken or fish that she's eating not and the difference from being a desert beauty and a delectable dessert as hot and sweet as money. I don't believe her claims at all why would sweet tasting shampoo sell that much if her music didn't anyhow do check out some lip gloss created with permission from the candy companies that make our childhood favorites: lemon heads, cherry heads, jolly ranchers, tootsie roll, grape heads, and many others in most stores like K-mart Target and Walmart as well as some drug stores.
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But in real life you can try alternating between the hot tub and the cold outdoor pool or between air conditioning and hot tub. To get the steamy affect in your bedroom boil some eucalyptus and mint and put a towel over the pot of boiling water then take the towel to bed with you and put it under the covers while having sex and alternate between pulling the covers off and going back under the covers hot and cold and the eucalyptus makes the hot air feel cold while making the room smell good too.
Gwen Stefani is a tom boy she likes to pretend like she is one of the guys. She dresses up like a man in bed by wearing baggy men's clothes and talks tough cussing and strapping her partner around. She likes to take a large chain and use it to stimulate her vagina while chained to the bed. However more on the tame side she likes to do digital sex with rings on her fingers sliding the ring in and out of the anus and vagina while the penis is inside her and she fingers the man's anus with rings on as well as her own during sex.
Above are pictures of Janet Jackson. She recently pulled her top down at the super bowl. This was not the sexiest thing she has done. Janet likes to have sex with her dancers during dance workouts. She gets all sweaty and hot then she turns out the lights and blindfolds herself. After being blindfolded she randomly mounts a dancer and they do the dance move that the dancer is famous for in her dance troupe then she tries to guess who she is having sex with. Of course this is not the way it should be. Janet was married many times in her secret marriages one of her husbands gave her HIV and then they divorced. Anyhow, I think she should try and be monogamous again just for health reasons.
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There are a slew of what used to be called teen pop stars. One of them is Hilary Duff. She is all grown up now and having "fun with her vagina" as she puts it. Ms. Duff is quite the business woman and has lots of strange sex tips to shock men in bed. She likes to put a lit candle near the bed and use the hot candle wax to drizzle on the foreskin of her male partners. She's into S & M but she likes to stimulate her nipples a lot in bed by taking a pop bottle and making a suction cup out of it and putting it on her nipples to make them firm and aroused. In her book Elixir, HE LICKS HER and this is her favorite trick to get men to lick her in bed. She puts maple syrup on her clitoris and places a stack of pancakes on top.
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A new update is that they are now divorced. Below are pictures of Katie Holmes she is no longer married to Tom Cruise. Everyone saw their engagement on Oprah when Tom Cruise was on. This seems so fake and gay much like a publicity stunt to post her photo on this page-- but close friends and lovers have revealed Katie's sex secrets. Katie likes to have group sex outdoors. One night when Tom was done shooting one of his movies Katie's friend took out the strap and began to peg one of Tom's friends but she decided to use a friend of hers to get the job done. Tom says he doesn't like to be pegged. Katie really wanted her girlfriend (or friend that is a girl ) to join in. She offered to put the strap on her girlfriend and they began flipping vaginal and anal sex. Katie's tip is to use Ben-Gay or Icy Hot to lubricate herself the eucalyptus has a chilling affect on her vagina.
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Jennifer Love Hewitt used to be a teen actress she is all grown up now and liking to have sex in the woods and at the side of river banks. The key to getting a woman or man to have sex in the wilderness is to plan a camping trip. Make sure that the partner feels safe and not being forced into anything. Then take the 4x 4 out into the great outdoors. Sex up against a tree is fun try climbing a small tree and making or bringing a hammock. Swinging in a hammock is great fun by the campfire. The feeling of weightlessness is exciting and different.
Shakira is a Colombian pop star who sells sex in her image. Here we see her topless this might be cut and paste photography anyhow. She likes to roll her tongue when she kisses and likes oral sex a lot a lot due to her large backside. She calls her partners salad toppings and enjoys group sex. The trick to getting explicit and candid oral sex from anyone without drugs and alcohol is to cook a lot of savory spicy food and fill the room with flavors that remind everyone in the group of sexual odors and tastes.
When Shakira has rolled her tongue over every inch of your body she then starts to nibble at the tender and delicate parts of the body including the armpits and bottom of the feet. Her belly dancing gets into the act of intercourse she rolls her hips and vibrates her belly.
Her favorite position is while doing the back stroke. Her male partner gets on top and she gets anal from the back from him while laying on her back they both do the back stroke on top of each other in a swimming pool. Then sometimes there is a third person on top of Claudia or doing the wheel barrel with her while treading water. This gives the illusion of floating.
Kate likes to have ice cubes in her mouth while giving head she sometimes uses hot tea or coffee to give oral sex. Kate also likes to swing upside down from a banister while having sex with both male and female partners, this makes her dizzy and allows the blood to rush to her head.
Above is a picture of Jenny McCarthy a former Playboy centerfold who hosted a show on MTV with Carson Daly. She has small firm fat tits. She claims they have not needed to be replaced but most implants do after about ten years. She got hers installed when she was 16 in Mexico. She woke up in the middle of the surgery and could feel the knife cutting her. She likes to have a landing strip trim for her pubic hair.
Jenny likes to have sex in a tub full of Jello. Try it by getting the ready made jelly or by making a huge vat of it yourself and dumping it in the tub. She likes a blindfold and smokes cigars after sex. Sometimes she gets off on the pain of burning herself and her partners with the tip of the lit cigar near or around her anus and belly button. She says it is the only thing that still gives her a rush of fear during sex after having done everything she could imagine in bed.
Above is Julia with her rock climbing equipment on. Just normal sexual activity for her. She also likes being tied up and to swing from high up. She claims that she used to have a fear of heights vertigo and this fears is exhilarating during sex. She sometimes likes to be suffocated during sex as well or held underwater briefly.
Above is Katy Perry a new pop star she started out as Katy Hudson and was a Christian singer putting out a gospel album that didn't sell so well. So, she changed her name to Katy Perry similar to the fashion designer from London. Katy likes to get a trapeze involved with her sexual acts. The circus interests her. She likes being disoriented during sex. To get this crazy feeling shine a bright light in your eyes like high beams this will affect your eyes and make you feel dizzy and excited so much that the position and angle won't matter but try the edge of heaven position it makes the blood rush to your head. Hang your head over the edge of the bed upside down while the male enters from the top into the vagina or anus from the front.
Above is the Jennifer Lopez photo that you tell your friend about. Of course JLO did have a six pack at one point but now the fake adopted twins loosened her up a little. Jennifer now likes to have sex at gun point it gives her the thrill that thousands of partners lacked from boredom and monotony. However to duplicate the excitement at home get one of those toy guns that makes loud noises and shoot water. Don't tell your girl friend or boyfriend wait until your inside or on top and then squirt them with he water gun while they quiver with fear.
Sex on the beach is an old favorite but being dragged behind a wave runner gets JLO off even more. She likes to go to the beach at night and attach herself to the back of the wave runner. Sometimes she puts sand in her vagina during sex and in between thrusts she allows the ocean water to rinse the gritty sand out during sex.
Above are pictures of Madonna getting oral sex and being an exhibitionist. Madonna did the sex book many years ago. She still likes to go to parties with bikers and to get laid in allies. Madonna likes to drink a lot of liquor during sex for oral sex reason but doesn't like to vomit while having sex unless she is outside. The vomit can be uses as a lubricant. However, Madonna likes urine as a lubricant the most and sometimes uses hot sauce in her vagina and anus to get a thrill with some crushed red pepper in her vagina.
Above are some pix of Miley Cyrus from the Disney Channel. She has put out movies and an album now as an adult just 18 or 19 now. She has had some body contouring and lipo just like many others but not sure about implants yet. Miley likes a lot of Black men in her bed and women with the strap on. She lubricates herself with icy hot or Ben-Gay to make the penis slide inside her anus and vagina. She also likes to use the gravy from KFC bucket of chicken to grease herself while eating a healthy meal, she spits the food out during sex and does a lot of kissing with the food in her mouth.
The photos above are Gwyneth Paltrow. She likes to get nipple torture during sex and melted candle wax is a plus for her her nipples are sensitive to hot and cold, she uses ice cubes and candle wax at the same time. Nipple clamps and once she used the handle of a long sword up the anus and vagina while having sex. She likes to wrestle and pretend to play football while having sex like one of the boys.
Above are photos of the deceased Anna Nicole Smith. She has two implants stacked on top of each other it almost looks as large busted as Serena Williams. Anyways, Anna Nicole liked older men. Her billionaire husband was in a wheel chair when she was modeling for Guess and Playboy he died and left her the money. Anna most likely gave him a sexual heart attack. She enjoyed sucking the mucous out of his respirator and covering herself with aloe to lubricate her vagina for intercourse. Foreign objects such as squash and cucumber were used in the sack with Anna who really had a leaning toward frozen sausage during sex using it to stimulate her male partners anus and her own while on top.
Above are pictures of Marilyn Monroe. Some are from the last sitting. Marilyn was famous for her banana pudding trick. She liked to use bananas in bed putting one in her anus and one in her vagina then allowing two men to insert their penis in her vagina and anus. Marilyn liked to be burned with the tip of a light bulb during sex at random then covered in ice cream and licked by her darling poodles after sex.
A finger trick would do it in real life. While the male is inside the vagina squeeze your fingers inside the vagina and inside the anus while using lubricant keep rubbing the spot inside the vagina about two inches inside the vagina that is where the g-spot is located. The male has a so called g-spot that causes intense orgasms, when the male is ready to come the woman should rub or intensely stimulate the space between the anus and testicles called the perineum for explosive intense male orgasms also squeeze the base of the penis under the shaft whiles stimulating the perineum male g-spot.
Pink is a pop star that likes to kiss girls. She likes corsets and sometimes whips and chains. She loves to be a dominatrix and also likes to be blind folded and smothered. A trick that Pink likes to do is two girls and two men all four of them stacked on top of each other on a couch with their legs spread out and the penis bent and shoved inside the front from the back.
Above are some photos of Paris Hilton. There are tapes of her and her boyfriends all over the web. She likes to be in front of the camera during sex to show off. But to get your girlfriend or boyfriend to have sex in front of a camera you should first put the camera in the room and not turn it on. Then try a trick with it on and recording. Let your partner watch don't tell them that you really like what they did and would not put their name on it if they didn't want it to be. On the other hand some people like to hide the camera and tape the sex act without the lover's permission. I don't recommend this but if you do it don't put your partner's name on it say it is a celebrity or an x to make them jealous, then they will comply or agree to make a tape with you if that is what you really want.
A sure way to get a woman to sleep with you is to offer her oral sex and to approach her vagina like a plate of food after you have been starving in the desert for a thousand years without water or food. The woman will quickly become nude and willing within seconds. This is a sure way to get passed the friend stage. Also ask the woman if you would like to take a shower at her apartment instead of just diving into sex. Ask her to enter the shower with you and soap her vagina and buttocks gently first then more aggressive to get her used to your touch then begin kissing while the two of you are in the shower.
Another outdoor picture of Avril she says she really likes to dress up like a biker in leather and spikes. She likes leather and lace and whips sometimes despite her blond hair she is a dominatrix in bed. First she lets the man tie her up in bed and then she breaks free from the ropes and breaks out her tiny dog whip she likes to use the strap to peg men but first she uses her finger and spit to stimulate him gently first then quickly before introducing the fake penis.
Pam likes it on top and being adventurous now because of the web. The key to making women feel comfortable on top is to help them ease the penis in with some lubricant. Use your fingers to fit the penis gradually tapping a little at a time until it goes in. Sometimes a vibrator can help expand the vagina and prepare it for the penis and for the woman to get on top. Start with one finger while the woman is on top then two then three fingers then replace your fingers with your penis. When the girl is on top allow her to start the movement. She may want to bounce up and down or rock back and forth. Some women like to sit tight and alternate between grinding and rocking to make sure the penis doesn't fall out during sex.
Cindy likes bi-racial group sex and goes with African dignitaries a lot. She likes politicians and athletes. The contrast between the worlds excites her. She doesn't like to go in public with Black men though she just seems to like dinner dates with them and parties, however she likes to be seen with her friend Naomi Campbell the super model from the 90's.
Below is Megan Fox she is the Transformers Chick. Megan Likes group sex and lots of sex toys that remind her of robots. She enjoys having sex in the water outdoors like a lake or a river. She likes the double dildo that is a vibrator to stimulate herself more than a male penis Megan just likes to drink from the
penis while it is coming over her but she also likes two men at once.
The new strange dresser in the pop world is Lady Gaga don't let the name fool Lady is not lady she is a tramp. She has been seen with everyone doing everything but likes weird club get ups to get her off. This is the type of girl who likes to dress up for sex and pretend to be different characters wearing a mask and blindfold.
Next is Little Selena Gomez who is making quite a splash. She is legally 18 and ready for the fun sex life. She likes other women with the strap on including her dear friend Miley Cyrus. She likes to do masturbation in front of her partners with a giant dildo and vibrator. She uses foreign objects like bananas and cucumbers to get used to the size and feel of an erect penis. She is a very experience girl despite her age.
Below is Heather Graham fro the Boogie Nights the Austen Powers movies. She is know to like sex on roller skates. Sex on roller blades is no big deal. The tip for you is to secure long tube socks to your wrists and arms. Tie one of the long chain of tube socks to the door knob and prop the door open with a wedge. Once the door is secured open and cannot swing closed. Attach your arms to the long string of tube socks on the door knob then attach another long chain of tube socks to your partner. Now you can't really fall down while on the roller blades now, insert your penis while standing up by lifting one leg of the female or approach her from the back while she is bent over holding on to the door know or the wall. Once everything is inserted in her then try and get in a long hall somewhere to glide with the roller blades. Hold her in a carrying a baby on the hip position with her legs wrapped around the male. Then thrust your penis upward while gliding down the hall. Try not to go too fast on the roller blades!
I guess little Jessica can now tell if it's chicken or fish that she's eating not and the difference from being a desert beauty and a delectable dessert as hot and sweet as money. I don't believe her claims at all why would sweet tasting shampoo sell that much if her music didn't anyhow do check out some lip gloss created with permission from the candy companies that make our childhood favorites: lemon heads, cherry heads, jolly ranchers, tootsie roll, grape heads, and many others in most stores like K-mart Target and Walmart as well as some drug stores.
o
But in real life you can try alternating between the hot tub and the cold outdoor pool or between air conditioning and hot tub. To get the steamy affect in your bedroom boil some eucalyptus and mint and put a towel over the pot of boiling water then take the towel to bed with you and put it under the covers while having sex and alternate between pulling the covers off and going back under the covers hot and cold and the eucalyptus makes the hot air feel cold while making the room smell good too.
Gwen Stefani is a tom boy she likes to pretend like she is one of the guys. She dresses up like a man in bed by wearing baggy men's clothes and talks tough cussing and strapping her partner around. She likes to take a large chain and use it to stimulate her vagina while chained to the bed. However more on the tame side she likes to do digital sex with rings on her fingers sliding the ring in and out of the anus and vagina while the penis is inside her and she fingers the man's anus with rings on as well as her own during sex.
