How Many Angels Can Dance on the head of a cock?

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What if heaven provides hot and cold running blowjobs?

There must be a story here, but I am not quite capturing it. Every time I start with images of multiple cherubs on a fat swollen cockhead, my mind wanders and the blood for some reason leaves my brain...
 
And what a dance they dance...

The question in your title raised an interesting thought in my head. What about a story where it's angels "dancing" that causes orgasms. The more angels the stories characters can get dancing, the more intense the orgasm.
 
Q: How many angels can dance on the head of a cock?
A: Measure cockhead. B: Measure angel's arse. C: Divide A by B. Easy-peasy.

The question in your title raised an interesting thought in my head. What about a story where it's angels "dancing" that causes orgasms. The more angels the stories characters can get dancing, the more intense the orgasm.
Those angels have soft, feathery little feet and hands on gently swaying stems of legs and arms. But remember that angels are primarily divine messengers. What holy message are they delivering?
 
Q: How many angels can dance on the head of a cock?
A: Measure cockhead. B: Measure angel's arse. C: Divide A by B. Easy-peasy.

made less easy-peasy by the infinite immeasurablity of angel asses
 
made less easy-peasy by the infinite immeasurablity of angel asses
Angels are messengers. I was once a messenger, a bike courier, as were others in my family. Thus we are angels. You may measure our arses. Gently.
 
Angels are messengers. I was once a messenger, a bike courier, as were others in my family. Thus we are angels. You may measure our arses. Gently.

but can you dance on the head of a cock? ;)
 
Denny

What if heaven provides hot and cold running blowjobs?

There must be a story here, but I am not quite capturing it. Every time I start with images of multiple cherubs on a fat swollen cockhead, my mind wanders and the blood for some reason leaves my brain...
If their really is a Heaven it will be filled with a never ending supply of petite larged breasted female angels willing to suck our cocks any time of day or night.
If not I'm going to Hell where I know all the bad girls go! :devil:

As I rode up to the Pearly Gates on my red Harley, naked, with a 14" erection, St Peter pointed to the right as he welcomed me inside. As I parked the bike in front of the largest bar I've ever seen a dozen beautiful angels flew out to greet me. One went down on my precummed penis and took it all in her mouth. As I listened to the harps playing and a thousand angels singing, I exploded and she didn't waste a drop. :kiss:

I walked inside as two more little angels held my cock and kept it hard. Inside there was honkytonk piano music and many naked angels flying over head. Another lay spread eagle on the piano motioning for me to come closer. It was there I made love to my very first Spanish angel, as a line of them waited patiently for their turns.

Yes, I was now in Heaven. :rose:
 
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Well, if an after-death Paradise is in the cards... besides Mormons and Scientologists getting their own planets to rule and rape, we could posit a range of Heavens, one each for various faiths. Is Islamic paradise filled with nubile she-goats? But there's the old joke about Heaven being dull and angelic whilst Hell reverberates with wild parties -- sex, drugs, rock'n'roll, etc. Does the deceased get to choose between angelic and demonic oral sex?
 
.... Does the deceased get to choose between angelic and demonic oral sex?

And remember before you choose to ask "what's the catch?" because sooner or later, in Hell, it'll be your day in the barrel, to steal from an old joke.
 
I was actually thinking more along the lines of a child innocently asking his mother what an orgasm is. Her answer is... "That's when thousands of tiny angles come down and dance on your penis/vagina (depending on the sex of the character) giving you a small glimpse of what heaven will be like.

Then the child/character goes up trying to get more and more angles to dance, hoping to understand what heaven is.

It could be a touching, yet very erotic story. Especially if no one has to die to get a glimpse of heaven.
 
And remember before you choose to ask "what's the catch?" because sooner or later, in Hell, it'll be your day in the barrel, to steal from an old joke.
Better yet, the 'catch' is in Heaven. In Hell you boogie till you drop. In Heaven you have to take a shift on the harp. BO-ring...

I was actually thinking more along the lines of a child innocently asking his mother what an orgasm is.
That violates the LIT no-underage rule.
 
Better yet, the 'catch' is in Heaven. In Hell you boogie till you drop. In Heaven you have to take a shift on the harp. BO-ring...

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no wonder all the angels want to come to Earth to pretend to be guardian angels, but actually to find a cock to dance upon.
 
That violates the LIT no-underage rule.

Children aren't allowed to ask innocent questions on Lit? Well relatively innocent anyway.

Maybe the child meant to ask what an organism is and used the wrong word. Maybe that would get the story past the age nazi.
 
True story........... I'm far from religeous. Seven years plus ago I was in ICU and died.
Don't laugh. It got warm in that cold room, very quiet, all the buzzers and lights stopped working, and I actually saw what appeared to be a bright sunset.

I have no idea how long this lasted. The next thing I heard doctors and nurses calling my name and it was loud and cold again.
I tell everyone Heaven was full and the Devil was worried I'd screw things up.

My wife has also been given her last rites at least three times. There's a reason we're still here and living life to the fullest doing what we've always done.

Two weeks later I was being hugged and kissed by angels. Well strippers at a bare all strip club nearby when my wife took me to the strip joint. :D

None actually danced on my cock but a few rubbed it!
 
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