I looked up on the Velvet9 screen and saw to my horror the last 5 guys I screwed. What the hell. Were they comparing notes? Maybe there is button I don't know about yet, one they all know how to push and I don't. What are they doing? Having a conference call?
OMG wish I knew where that button was - I'd listen in and find out what I did or didn't do last night.
Oh why did I drink so much and then be so stupid as to go on line? Why Lord, why. It has to be your fault for making me so horny.
Maybe they meet like this once a day to smoke cigars and laugh at me and all the vulnerable young girls they meet. I thought I only fucked one, but now I'm not even sure of that, maybe I didn't and he just jacked off and left me unsatisfied sitting alone in a chat room somewhere in cyber space.
How long is their conference call going to go on? Sixty minutes now with the avatars of 5 straight guys in the "Online Now" box and not one woman between them.
There's got to be something strange going on here.
Ah found it, here's that "Video Conference Button".
I push the video conference button but nothing happens. Soon one by one the "on line avatars" from Velvet9 are teleported and materialize into my bedroom.
Thor, my long time guardian angel appeared and told me to relax - that the boys were not talking about me, that they were only waiting in line for their turn to be teleported in to my life via the big flat screen that hung on my bedroom wall.
He said once they arrived I could do whatever I desired with them for as long it took. He then handed me his familiar engraved card that read:
"Your wish is my command."
Taking a closer look I could see my long-time guardian angel was looking more and more like a drag queen. He had grown a large golden appendage that was adorned with regal white feathers that tapered upwards into a magnificent pair of wings that attached to his glorious pecs.
Laughing he soon assured me that he was still straight and was simply experimenting with his wardrobe - testing how judgmental I would be.
Barely able to speak I told him,
"My wish is to have YOU once more, forget the others."
He smiled like only an angel can and said HE (personally) could not be available until I had accepted all the others and satisfied them completely in every way - granting each boy his wildest dreams and fantasies with grace and perfect love.
"But Angel - that makes me feel like such a whore."
"I know, but trust me dear. You are in a dream, a
fantasy. You are safe and all that is required is that
you let them lie with you between your satin sheets and accept their longings into your consciousness
without judgement of any kind. You have come a long way on your journey and this is the final test before you can join me in eternity. Let us begin...."
Fragrant juices began to flow as I lay waiting for my first transported avatar. It was easy to love him well and with a pure heart - to hear his every desire with no thought of judging anything he said or did. As our fluids mingled the very essence of the universe became transparent and the load of the world was lifted from me.
Right then for the very first time I understood pure unconditional love. And now that I knew how, it was easy to do the remaining four, one by one loving each with unbridled passion amidst the thunder and lightening crashing all around as each boy
became a man.
Thor - God of Thunder - My Personal Angel
stood discretely in the background hurdling his hammer to the skies. Each bolt of lightening calmed the storm between my thighs and taught me a lesson.
After I finished with each boy I'd giggle and wave to Angel Thor. He would then give me the high sign and I would blow him a kiss to let him know I was okay. Then he'd smile and usher in the next boy for me to make a man.
Soon it was just me and Thor and we took off
for heaven to walk the golden streets and bask in each others love until our next assignment on planet earth.
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