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Dissing off The 'fag hag'........Big mistake......
Good advice for anyone is to avoid pissing off a 'fag hag', those women
who spend their social life being seen in the company of gay men. A 'fag
hag's' most potent weapon of retaliation is, of course, gossip. They
actually fight fire with flamethrower.
The relationship between 'fag hag' and their gay male friends is a
strange form of closeness - not hamperedby the sexual politics involved in
normal male/female relationships.
Scorpio boyfriend made a silly goose mistake when he called Irene Moline
a 'fag hag' on day during another drunken outburst at this party hosted by
the New Moon bookstore.
Boy made an even worse mistake when he also decided to tease Irene's
closest of gay friends, a certain hard- bodied athletic gay stallion named
Fred Majowski.
It was just words carelessly spoken in an alcoholic moment, of course,
another teen -age youth acting wild and crazy amid hard drinking
companions.
Irene and her gay friend Fred Majowski shunned drugs and alcohol. A
former fashion model now in her early 40's, Irene had seen too many of her
peers crash and burn in that never ending quest to be stoned.
As manager of a vegan, natural food co-op, Fred Majowski was even more
against stimulants and drugs. He was a health food fanatic, in fact. A
solid muscular, 30 something gay stallion, he often spoke out against other
unhealthy pleasures.
Coffee and tea mostly, but the arrogant occult know-it-all was also
against the use of white sugar, red meat and other examples of questionable
nutrition. Maybe that's how the trouble started, lifestyle issues for one.
Quite accomplished in the art of manly seduction, the lusty gay stallion
never shied away from trying to seduce his sexual prize. It was almost
inevitable when it happened, reluctant teen-age lover boy became silly
drunk again at anotheroccult hosted party about 2 weeks later.
Party boy became enchanted from the forbidden romantic attention after
getting stoned again. A curious heart becoming silly and naughty in secret
flirt, lover boy becoming vulnerable to his charms, his confident and
exotic new-age suitor.
Days were spent in delightful forbidden gymnastics when unlikely lovers
merged together, a teen-age tart riding the horn of such a frisky gay
stallion. Quite an urgent sensual tryst, dominant ram-rod lover creaming
deep in romantic victory, impaling so strong and ruling the roost.
All the while, Irene really didn't mind being called a 'fag hag', to her
it was a badge of honor. Her lusty gay stallion friend, Fred Majowski,
didn't mind being sexually teased by such a cute sassy eighteen year old
lad.
Quite accomplished in the art of manly seduction, gay stallion Majowski
managed to seduce the little teen-age tart while the silly boy was drunk
again at yet another occult bookstore party weeks later.
Forbidden new-age lovers were into rocking the mattress insexual
gymnastics on their very first forbidden encounter in that Fred Majowski
love nest.
Nobody was more surprised than Irene when she discovered this very sassy
disrespectful blonde youth in the strong gay arms of her closest of
friends.
"Fred, how could you?" She scolded patiently annoyed. Long-haired
blondie boy was also taken by surprise, a teen-age tart locked in naughty
romantic embrace.
The woman he once taunted weeks before was tapping her sensible shoes
beside him angrily, edgy. It seemed ironic to her, seeing blondie boy made
over wearing cheeky tight ass shorts.
Femme style lover boy showing a scared look on his face while turning
away from her harsh abrasive stares. Boyfriend kissy lips becoming buriend
into his dominant gay sexual partner's solid strong warrior chest muscles -
for protection!
Lover boy seeing the woman he once so foolishly tormented, she was
making him feel completely vulnerable now. As if she was an angry occult
goddess who needed to be appeased.
Powerful 'fag hag' began sneering at him wickedly strong. Silly blondie
boy realizing that the woman was Fred's dearest and best friend. Irene
sneered as if she was in control of the very gates to such forbidden world
of new-age rapture.
"Isn't it about time you apologized to my friend Irene?" Dominant
ram-rod lover cued. Strong arrogant Ososki fingers now wickedly pinching
tight ass boyfriend spandex shorts from behind, it wasn't a request .
"I'm really sorry Irene." Blondie boy in femme style shorts uttered
meek, so submissive in the shadow of a gay love goddess strong.
His so lame excuse; "I was drinking and..."
"You were drunk with the biker boys!" !!!SLAP!!!
Dominant sexual pattner scolding angrily physical. His hard warrior
hands thumping the rump as the 'fag hag' nodded her lips in total approval.
"A real apology must be accompanied by a willingness to change, a degree
of sincerity." The ruling goddess said in severe tone.
Completely cowered once sassy blue-eyed blondie looking once again
afraid and meek at her feet. "NO MORE GETTING STONED!" Dominant new-age
lover roared. !!SLAP!! "You won't be hanging out and becoming stoned with
the biker boys ever again! Do you hear me?"
"Yes Joey."
'Fag hag' amused at such a remarkable turn in relationship dynamics.
Knowing blondie boy's heart was already captured in a deeply felt forbidden
romantic need.
Lover-boy falling so hard, emotionally on edge, a poor heart already
beating under the influence of his dominant gay occult suitor.
"Did he ever apologize to you for what he said that day?" 'Fag hag'
smiling wickedly amused to her lusty dominant butch friend. "I mean when
he and his other drunken biker boys kissed their slutty girlfriends and
asked you if you believed in 'natural sex?"
Irene smiling to the confused and contrite blondie boy under strong
gay/warrior custody; impaled boyfriend heart completely at the mercy of his
new-age sexual partner now.
Boy was just as maladjusted as ever, she surmised, silly lover boy would
probably never break free from those fierce sexual bonds her gay friend
forged by seductive conquest.
"Tell Irene what we decided 'natural sex' is now." Fred Majowski cued.
Blue-eyed lover boy lashing eyes sweetly for the mighty 'fag hag's'
approval, caressing knobby gay warrior loins as she noticed.
"Oral sex is what's natural for us. My Freddy calls me 'popsicle lips'
because that's how I taste his magic wand. It gets him so horny hard when
I kiss him below the belt. He doesn't like it when I kiss him on the lips,
so I have to kiss him on the tall creamy pole, you know?"
Blue-eyed blondie smacking popsicle lips kissy sweet up to her, eyes
lashing up in the 'fag hag's' imposing goddess shadow.
"Popsicle boy', I like that! And 'natural sex' with a twist, that's
what I'd call poetic justice!" Irene smiling contented to her butch gay
stallion friend, dominant ram-rod lover cheerfully petting silly blondie
boy's head like an obedient puppy.
"Isn't that cute? I could use some popsicle lips myself. I haven't had
that kind of 'natural sex' for so long!"
"What about all your rich ex-husbands?" The lusty gay stallion wondered.
"The ones who keep sending you those big alimony checks?"
"Them??" Irene sneered. "Their idea of 'natural sex' isn't the kind of
oral sex a woman would crave. I haven't had female oral sex in ages!"
"Poor Irene." Dominant ram-rod lover mused. "She hasn't had 'natural
sex' in so long. Nobody's been popsicle licking her female clit in ages. I
think somebody should try and help her, don't you?"
"Yes Joey." Femme styled blondie boy in agreement, spandex butt purring
again under strong gay/warrior caress. Sweet in rapture new-age lover boy
still petting aroused warrior loins naughty hard. Saying: "Natural sex has
been so good for us."
"We need to help her." His dominant lover decided, looking up to Irene
wickedly. 'Fag hag' smiling amused at her butchy gay friend's hinting,
silly blondie boy without a clue.
Dominant new-age lover decided, his solidly determined hands petting
silky long blonde hair. "Maybe we can help her - and you're SO good at
'natural sex' now."
Blondie in tight ass shorts stiffening in shock at such a kinky
proposal. 'Fag hag' smiling at him like an eagle eying a tasty bunny
rabbit.
"Freddy! That's so...so...I dunno Freddy I just want have 'natural sex'
with you, you know?"
"He's probably too nasty for my ass anyway!" Irene glared angrily.
"That little flaming silly drag queen of yours couldn't ever perform unless
you whipped his ass for it!"
Leggy devastated blondie in spandex tight shorts massaging hard rock
warrior chest muscles again, the aftermath a gay love goddess in wicked
fierce rage.
Angry goddess of forbidden love was wickedly turning vengeful against
him. Their remarkable new-age romance was becoming imperiled by Irene's
angry occult spirit in full earthquake fury.
A meek lover boy moaning to his dominant lover; "I don't think she
really wants me to popsicle her anymore, you know?"
"But YOU'RE okay with it?" Gay butch stallion purred sweetly sarcastic,
aggressively turning meek popsicle lips around to face the mighty 'fag hag'
directly.
"I don't need his nasty bitch lips of pity!" Stormy gay goddess of love
roared in witch fury. Saying to her friend Majowski, "Maybe you'd be
better off with some other boy who'd know better by treating your friends
with respect.!"
Blondie boy lashing his blue eyes up frozen in fear, looking down
forlorn at the feet of an angry love goddess and about to cave in.
Boyfriend's heart just couldn't handle such a spiritual force, his karma
closing the gates to his romantic gay garden of love forever. "I just
never had oral sex with a lady before, you know?"
"I should have known." Fred Majowski enthused, petting tight ass shorts
in confident caress. Saying to all in jubilant tone, "Then it's all
settled - maybe it's about time our pretty ass cherry boy learned!"
"Poor little cherry boy." Irene purred so wickedly now. "Never
performed oral sex on a lady before - somebody should try and help him!"
"Of course!" Dominant ram-rod lover enthused, taking tight ass teen-age
boyfriend into his bedroom for cherry picking time.
Fred Majowski whispering to his escorted younger lover en-route to the
bedroom. "This is really important for us. Kiss her like you'd be kissing
me, okay? I know those sweet popsicle lips can make up for all the
disrespect you showed to her earlier. Give me a little kiss on the lips
and tell me you can do it. Do it for us, okay?" .
"Yes Freddy." Leggy blondie in tight ass shorts so kissy to obey. Irene
began pulling off her panties while keeping her maxi-skirt on. Saying,
"Our lesbian friends call what you're about to do 'worshiping the goddess."
Dominant warrior lover settling his obedient boyfriend down across the
bed. Irene facing away from the drama to face toward the bedroom wall, her
longish maxi-skirt dropping like a theater curtain over blondie boy's face.
Her confident gay stallion friend pulling down lover boy's tight ass
shorts to kick off the festivities, strong warrior fingers into
surprisingly naughty massage.
Strong warrior fingers caressing cherry boy's inactive love pole into
fierce arousal, his dominant lover always reamed strong enough for two.
"Kiss Irene now." The dominant gay stallion cued. Kissy popsicle lips
moaning under aggressive gay/stallion massage. Lips sucking obediently
upon damp female-skirted jungle darkness. Boy's long idled love pole
spouting out like an active volcano.
The 'fag hag' began wiggling her bare behind above popsicle lips to
enjoy rare oral caress.
"He's not sassing your ass now, Irene!" Fred Majowski enthused.
"More tongue please." A rather cheerful 'fag hag' now giggling like a
schoolgirl, enjoying sweet poetic justice. Sassy teen-age tart having his
lips turned around into obedient oral lip service.
The lusty gay warrior's sexual conquest, her dearest of friends was
making such poetic justice possible. Irene enjoying abrasive meek
boyfriend tongue, treating her aroused buns like an ice cream cone on a hot
summer day, his sweet apology coming home to roost.
Once sassy lover boy licking up juicy female dampness while becoming
totally massaged into submission by his dominant occult warrior lover.
"He needs to go in hard and deep!" The 'fag hag' urged, scolding her
strong butch friend Fred Majowski. "I knew we'd have to walk our cherry
boy through this!"
"Fuck her with your tongue!" Majowski ordered. "Curl it up hard and
long - start reaming inside her clit mean and wild!
Aroused but mpatient 'fag hag' taking control now, fingers grasping
popsicle boy's tongue intil long and hard, steering it to where it was most
urgently needed.
Her cherry boy began licking obedient and deep now. Popsicle tongue
curling hard and long into angry deep oral penetration. Supple oral lips
pasted to her clit opening for a full, deep and kissy oral impact.
"OH! OH!!....OH MY!! OH MY!!!!" The surprised 'fag hag' moaned and
bounced her licked raw buns delightfully into climax.
Lippy blondie boy deep on target, his abrasive hard tongue impacting her
secret hidden bulls eye with full oral strength.
Streams of female sticky goo goo began overwhelming lover boy's
intruding tongue and lips after sweet lippy contact. Blondie boy gasping
for oxygen in the fishy female tide as the strong-arm gay stallion chuckled
at yet another new-age sexual conquest.
"OH, my poor boy!" Irene purred, her naked buns still in a quiver from
her popsicle boy's deep kissy climax. She lovingly took wet naps out from
her purse and attended to his female juice-stained lips.
"Who'd have ever expected those wet napkins from the fast food chicken
joint to become so handy now?!" She purred, still fussing cheerfully over
blondie boy's female juicy stained face.
Fred Majowski nodding so pleased, his lover boy in tight ass shorts
enjoying the romantic attention, blue eyes looking up to the dominant
warrior lover naughty, yet amused and proud.
Their steaming locomotive of forbidden romance was still on that fast
track, a once angry gay love goddess fussing over him in newly won
approval, so naturally satisfied too.
Fin