Got a question about Pimp's dick you'd like answered?Want to chat about your Pimp's dick theories with other people who share your interest?This is the thread for you!
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nursey: Got a question about Pimp's dick you'd like answered?Want to chat about your Pimp's dick theories with other people who share your interest?This is the thread for you! <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Jesus Fucking Christ Bitch, I broke my mouse in my rush to get in here
uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh shit I dunno what to ask Nursey. How bout u just tell us a story about the first time u encountered it.
Ohhh Rossy!!!Seeing as it's you!*smiles fondly with head tilted to one side* Once upon a time,lonnng,long after i'd first met him...well,24 hours...Pimp decided the time had come to get his dick out for me,and thus,prevent the saturation in womanly self lubricants of any more of my finest,slutty clothes. Ohhh what heaven as he navigated his noble and majestic very steely phallus into my tenderly yielding,yet fullsomely,hot blood filled pulsating 'velvetty folds'.. That night, i was to experience for the first time the most explosively erotically shaped combination a genital coupling i have ever known!!The intense points of physical-and therefore mental contact created between the fuck-conductors activ(awareness)ated by the consciousnesses of two psychotic maniacs on hard drugs coupled with the (non)sense of ~peaceful,eternal ambience~ of universal non-matter...the point where tangible sense ceases (but just keeps going 'on and on and on')...created dimensions of space between us of pure,raw primordial energy,resonating excitedly this unique,new current of potential...a Universe birthing force. ...But then,really not too far into the proceedings That wasn't a fucking cock!!!That was a goddamned machine gun. I orgasmed instantly-in total astonishment,the Pimp-fucky jizz-gun-jets™ serving as the catalyst,conductor AND final trigger seperately-and-all-at-once of what was to be the greatest orgasm of my whole life. [ July 29, 2002: Message edited by: Nursey ]
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Orange Guppy: I thought there was a picture of Pump's dick here.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Who the fuck is pump, guppy?
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nursey: Ohhh Rossy!!!Seeing as it's you!*smiles fondly with head tilted to one side* Once upon a time,lonnng,long after i'd first met him...well,24 hours...Pimp decided the time had come to get his dick out for me,and thus,prevent the saturation in womanly self lubricants of any more of my finest,slutty clothes. Ohhh what heaven as he navigated his noble and majestic very steely phallus into my tenderly yielding,yet fullsomely,hot blood filled pulsating 'velvetty folds'.. That night, i was to experience for the first time the most explosively erotically shaped combination a genital coupling i have ever known!!The intense points of physical-and therefore mental contact created between the fuck-conductors activ(awareness)ated by the consciousnesses of two psychotic maniacs on hard drugs coupled with the (non)sense of ~peaceful,eternal ambience~ of universal non-matter...the point where tangible sense ceases (but just keeps going 'on and on and on')...created dimensions of space between us of pure,raw primordial energy,resonating excitedly this unique,new current of potential...a Universe birthing force. ...But then,really not too far into the proceedings That wasn't a fucking cock!!!That was a goddamned machine gun. I orgasmed instantly-in total astonishment,the Pimp-fucky jizz-gun-jets™ serving as the catalyst,conductor AND final trigger seperately-and-all-at-once of what was to be the greatest orgasm of my whole life. [ July 29, 2002: Message edited by: Nursey ]<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> YAY!!!!!!!!! That was a good story Nursey. When I have kids I am gonna read it to them.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by tommy710: pimp that it i want nursey,how much name your price.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> tommy... i know you might find this a hard concept to grasp, but... don't be so fucking stupid! i won't let nursey go for any price whatsoever... there's nothing in this world i want more.. but maybe i could interest you in a nice, pleasant fat north-west dinnerlady/chipshop bird... or a boob-tube/mini-skirt combo slut fresh from the clubscene conveyor belt... or maybe a dark-eyed junked up baghead... there's fucking thousands of those round here... i could easily sort you out with a couple for a fair price.. seeing as it's you tommy... but then again you've already got your mum.. you should be fucking well happy according to freud
Tell us another one, Nursey! Only this time tell us one involving a blindfold, handcuffs (metal or leather), a horse whip, and some ass lube!
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by ross perot: Who the fuck is pump, guppy?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> oops, my bad. i meant pimp
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Orange Guppy: oops, my bad.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> No,just really fucking dumb.
....hmmmmm...but Minister!I think i should like you to tell the next story...(it can get just a tad boring always being in control).
Sigh, very well... but nobody ever likes my stories. I realize that this is the "Pimp's Dick" thread, and since I have no experience with it, I will have to improvise and tell a story from a different point of view. Good thing I minored in English Lit. Ahem... [NURSEYVOICE] <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR> I came home late from work one Thursday, a little tired but otherwise none the worse for wear, and found Pimp in the living room of our flat (notice the authentic UK term for apartment, I can fake that because I'm so worldly). He was standing on a chair in the center of the room screwing some kind of hook into the ceiling. He was naked to the waist and I have to admit that the sight of his taunt flesh stretched over a lean, muscular physique that was, at present, dusted with plaster and sweat, caused a quick shivering and a slow delicious oozing between my legs. "What's that for?" I asked, a little timidly but with a smirk springing to my lips. "You'll see," he replied, "Or rather, you won't." And with that, he hopped gracefully off the chair and moved close to me, crossing the room in two quick strides. The slight musky scent of his sweat mixed with tobacco and aftershave washed over me like an ocean wave. My eyes closed involuntarily as I leant forward to offer him my mouth. As he kissed me, though, I felt his fingertips at my temples and a sensation like a cool breeze across my forehead. I realized as the kiss continued that he was tying a silk blindfold over my eyes. When he pulled away, I couldn't see, so I pouted with my lip a little bit and waited to see what he would do next. I didn't have to wait long. His warm fingertips ran along my arms, guiding them over my head and holding them in place. I heard a familiar clinking sound and realized what was coming next. It's these moments of anticipation that really make life worth living. I felt a tingling at the core of my womanhood and a few butterflies in my stomach as I waited for Pimp to lock my wrists with the handcuffs he was holding. I couldn't see them, but I knew them very well; the cold, unyielding feel of them on my wrists, the metallic taste of them in my mouth (I had run my tongue over them many times on other playful occasions). Their icy touch and the staccato click as they bound my upraised wrists seemed to loose the floodgates and I felt a tiny trickle of lust run down my left thigh. Pimp slipped the cuff chain over his new hook just in time as my knees went soft beneath me. I slumped in this darkness, supported by the cold, skeletal grip of the handcuffs, feeling a warm insistent throbbing in my now sticky crotch. (Crotch is a good word for bondage but is rarely romantic in any other context). Pimp's lips and the tip of his tongue grazed mine as I sought hungrily to draw him into a more satisfying embrace. He just teased me, though, as he unbuttoned my ribbed cotton shirt and unfastened my bra without really touching me. It was driving me wild, and as hard as I fought against the cuffs, they resisted with greater strength. They held my at Pimp's mercy, my hair a shambles, my cheeks flushed, the cold air embracing my near-naked body. I was rubbing my knees together and whimpering with quiet frustration, seeking some kind of relief for this hot, throbbing, want within me when I felt Pimp's hands below my navel, unbuttoning my jeans... <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> [/NURSEYVOICE] Ok, Nursey, can you take it from here or do you need more of a head start?
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nursey: No,just really fucking dumb.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> No, I am at work and I have to type fast or else I might get caught posting on a porn site during my break.
