Podcasts about Arga

21 04 2025 LPM - María José Argaña, Embajadora de PY en Italia by ABC Color

En stängd näbb... mun stoppar inte våldet från att skena som en tjur i Spanien. Allt det gör är att visa att hot i Sverige fungerar, och gör så att mångdubbelt fler som skulle ha stoppats innan dessa missanpassade mongon hunnit växa upp till fullfjädrade gangsters, når sin fulla kriminella potential. Så vad ska vi lära våra unga? Ska vår son ”gola” (skvallra) när han ser sin bäste vän rånas? Ska vår dotter tala om för oss vuxna vilka det var som utsatte hennes bäste vän för sexuella trakasserier inne på skoltoaletten? Vågar vi risken? Missa inte det här programmet!  VÅRA SAMHÄLLSKRITISKA MUNNAR STÄNGS SNART, och det är på tok för tidigt. Men vad ska vi göra när vi knappt alls matas med donationer från dig som uppskattar våra program? Det är ett faktum att det inte finns en chans för fortsättning när maj månad kommer utan ett uppsving av donationer, även från dig som vanligtvis inte donerar. Kolla kallendern, april är snart slut. Verklighetscheckens Swish: 073 846 37 64 (Johan Widén står på numret)Meddelande: Gåva      Vad får man den 19 april 2025? Jo, dessa ämnen:*Livet som goltupp i ett gangsterland.*Arga barnlösa kvinnor mot ”statens” barnpropaganda.*Svensk rymdhjälm VS muslimsk burka på en öde gata.*”Girlpower” mot snickarens ölmage.*När manshatet får statligt stöd.*Vi dumförklaras på arabiska.  MEDVERKANDE:Programledare: Lelle Johansson.Gäster: Johan Widén & Elisabeth EngmanVI SÖKER NYA GÄSTER:VERKLIGHETSCHECKEN@GMAIL.COMFörra programmet:TORSHAMMAREN SOM SATTE FAMILJEN I KRISLÄGEhttps://www.spreaker.com/episode/torshammaren-som-satte-familjen-i-krislage--65545881Alla program: https://www.spreaker.com/show/verklighetscheckenNÄSTA NYA PROGRAM: Lördagen den 26 april 2025 (Om det inte blir denna gång som poddens super-strulande dator ger upp/eller då om ett donationsmirakel sker från er lyssnare så att den kan bytas ut)Du hittar även Verklighetschecken här:PODDTOPPEN:https://poddtoppen.se/podcast/1516623687/verklighetscheckenSPOTIFY:https://open.spotify.com/show/3Lvy0LS8zfffv7ad60LwqoRUMBLEhttps://rumble.com/c/c-2636134iTUNES:https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/verklighetschecken/id1516623687?uo=4VECKANS TIPSLELLEDREAD - Agony https://youtu.be/peNUMGwJyLY?si=8ZboVSEcuWIQiKZ8&t=6  JOHANBirdNET 
https://birdnet.cornell.edu/  ELISABETHUnfaithfulhttps://www.imdb.com/title/tt0250797/

Hablamos con el Inspector García, Jefe del TEDAX -NRBQ de Policía Nacional en Navarra, y con Jesús Sesma, jefe de la sección de Registro, Bienes Muebles y Arqueología

I det här avsnittet pratar Olof Lundh och Martin von Knorring om:Hela premiäromgången - match för match Transferfönstrets sista dagarSå slutar allsvenskanLyssnarfrågorSkicka in er feedback eller frågor till olof.lundh@tv4.se eller martin.vonknorring@tv4.se Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Inspelning av direktsändningen från 25 mars 2025.Videoversion: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bRxFycABIugDan Eriksson och Magnus Söderman kollar in och kommenterar debatten om invandringen som hölls mellan debattörerna "En arg blatte" och Nick Alinia på Riks den 23 mars.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/det-fria-sverige--4339034/support.

Denna vecka gästas podden av fantastiska Cassandra Klatzkow som berättar om sin resa från kroppsaktivist till magsäcksopererad och varför hon slutade vilja vara en förebild. Vi delar ett djupt samtal om vikt, skam, ätstörningar, alkoholmissbruk och alla känslor som kommer med en kroppsförändring. Cassandra berättar om hur hon försökte dölja sin mat, varför hon inte ville inspirera någon till viktnedgång och hur hon mår idag, många kilon lättare. Välkomna!Mer info på @NotFannyAnymoreObvi klippt av @thepodfather_magnus Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Entrevista en Hoy por Hoy Zona Media con la alcaldesa de Miranda de Arga, Pilu Ibero, sobre la actualidad municipal

El resumen de la actualidad navarra del jueves 20 de marzo

Entrevista en Hoy por Hoy Zona Media con Chuchín Ibáñez sobre el nuevo disco que presenta este domingo en fiestas de San Benito en Miranda de Arga

Vilmas resväska kan flyga! På sitt första äventyr får Vilma hjälpa en ilsken bastutomte. Ett tvåspråkigt ljudäventyr på svenska, blandat med nordsamiska. Del 2 av 7. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Ord till avsnittet:Papperslapp – BáberbihttáFlyga – GiridtStuga – BartaBastutomte – SávdnjenigáArg – SuhttanMantel – MantelOm serien och Randiga sagorI serien ”Den flygande resväskan” får vi följa med när 8-åriga Vilma möter människor och mytiska varelser med kopplingar till svenska minoriteter.Språksagan ingår i projektet ”Randiga sagor” och passar från ca 5-6 år och uppåt. Lyssna gärna tillsammans och prata om berättelsen, och orden ni hör.Alla avsnitt finns på samiska, finska, romani, jiddisch och meänkieli – blandat med svenska.Till serien på finskaTill serien på samiskaTill serien på meänkieliTill serien på jiddischTill serien på romaniOm BastutomtenI det här avsnittet träffar Vilma på en bastutomte, som är en är en mytisk varelse i finsk folktro. Bastutomten bor i bastun och har koll på att allt går rätt till där. Den finska bastutomten beskrivs ofta som en liten, gammal man med långt skägg. Han är bastuns beskyddare och ser till att alla som använder bastun respekterar den och håller den ren. Ibland lämnar man små gåvor till bastutomten, som mjölk eller bröd, för att visa sin uppskattning. Att bada bastu är en viktig del av livet även för många sverigefinnar, som är en nationell minoritet i Sverige.Medverkande:Text och ljud: Tuomas OjalaUppläsare: Ingá-Máiiá BlindMusik: Mikko PaavolaProducent: ViviAnn LabbaTeknik och slutmix: Helena Sydberg HinrichsenIllustration: Cecilia HeikkiläÖversättare: Ole Isak Mienna

Juniornyheterna om att polisen säger att de stoppat sprängningarna. Vi ska snacka med elever på två skolor som börjat hänga och sist att Italienare är arga på Estlands Eurovision-låt. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play.

Continuamos com a Mariana Arga e Lima como convidada especial! A nossa Business Coach que, pela própria experiência, te vai alertar exatamente para aquilo que precisas de ouvir.  Desafia-te a repensar a forma como te posicionas na vida e nos negócios.  Ouve já!  KIAI 

Esta semana, a convidada especial do Ricardo é Mariana Arga e Lima, uma Business Coach de sucesso que fez da felicidade dos empresários a sua missão.     Sem papas na língua, a Mariana fala-nos de temas tão diversos como:  ✅ O equilíbrio entre a vida profissional e familiar como base de qualquer sucesso sustentável;   ✅ O estigma que assombra muitos empresários e como superá-lo;  ✅ A importância de ter uma estratégia clara e bem definida para o crescimento do negócio.    E ainda... responde à pergunta do Ricardo " Quais são os 3 maiores erros que os empresários cometem?".    Uma conversa enriquecedora que vai desafiar a tua visão do sucesso!    Ouve já e não percas a segunda parte no próximo episódio!    KIAI 

P1:s veckomagasin om Sverige och världen politik, trender och analyser. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Timme 1:Idag börjar vapenvilan i GazaGårdsförsäljningen på djupetMigranter i TexasKrönika Amat LevinPanelen med Mattias Svensson (SvD), Fredrik Haage (SMP) och Jesper Bengtsson (Dagens Arena)Timme 2Nu tillträder Trump som presidentSäkerhet i Östersjön åter på tapetenTiktok börjar släckas ned i USAAllt fler illegala guldgruvor i GhanaHur ska vi klara oss utan David Lynch?Kåseri Mark LevengoodProgramledare: Jesper LindauProducent: Hansjörg KisselTekniker: Jacob Gustavsson

2015 blev Vedad Odobasic känd som “arga blatten,” en pionjär som med satir och skarp kritik bröt igenom åsiktskorridoren i invandringsfrågan. Hans virala klipp, som “Välkommen till Sverige,” satte fokus på det många svenskar inte vågade säga öppet.I detta avsnitt reflekterar vi över hur samhället har förändrats sedan dess och diskuterar nästa steg i debatten. Vi tar avstamp i Obasics nya bok, där han delar sin resa och analyserar Sveriges samhällsutveckling – från åsiktskorridorer till den fortsatta kampen för en friare debatt.Lyssna och få insikter om både dåtidens utmaningar och framtidens möjligheter!* Vem är “arga blatten”?: (00:00)* Vem är “arga blatten” och hur blev han viral?: (02:15)* Migrantvågen 2015 och genombrottet: (06:45)* Satir och samhällskritik som verktyg: (12:30)* Hur har Sverige förändrats sedan dess?: (18:50)* Självkritik och reflektioner: (25:15)* Obasics bok – insikter och nya perspektiv: (32:00)* Framtidens samhällsdebatt – vad är nästa steg?: (38:45)―――Läs mer:Köp boken “En arg blatte talar” av Vedad Odobasic (Amazon)―――Har du tips?Har du ett tips som du vill dela med dig av? Du kan begära och få källskydd genom att kontakta tips@assarchristian.se.―――Följ mig i sociala medier!* X* Telegram* Instagram* Facebook* YouTube* Rumble This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.assarchristian.se/subscribe

Vi har även denna vecka valt ut en av våra favoriter från 2024-arkivet. Arga lappar var verkligen något som ni lyssnare och följare älskade. I detta avsnitt fokuserar vi lite extra på utländska arga lappar. Och så får vi lära känna Per lite bättre genom lite Freddie-frågor. Happy lyssning!! Nya avsnitt varje måndag. //Per & FreddiePODDARE: Per Johansson & Fredrik Moberg PRODUCENT: Fredrik Moberg DISTRIBUTION: Acast KONTAKT & TIPS: hemnetknarkarna@hotmail.com INSTAGRAM: @hemnetknarkarna SAMARBETEN: kontakt@galliagency.se

Dekonstruktion har blivit något av en rörelse inom västvärldens kristenhet. Tack vare sociala medier finns idag forum och konton som bearbetar ämnet. Du behöver inte längre gå igenom det i ensamhet. Tystnad bryts kring ämnen och företeelser som tidigare kunnat pågå oemotsagda. Man talar om drev och attacker mot tron och religiösa institutioner. Inte sällan beskrivs de som dekonstruerar som bittra och arga. Som personer som fokuserar på det negativa. Under lång tid kunde man tala om dem som ”enskilda fall” eller ”exotiska exempel” men ju fler berättelser som kommer fram desto tydligare blir mönstren. Insikten att det är något som drabbat fler och att man bara är en av många kan väcka både ilska och sorg. Ur den insikten kan ett engagemang vakna. Det här avsnittet är ett försök till att dela hur det kan se ut när du öppnar locket till dekonstruktionen av tro och världsbild. Ett avsnitt som handlar om förlust, sorg och helig vrede. En produktion av Josefin Lennartsson genom Kontemplativ praktik. Följ gärna på SoMe: @kontemplativ_praktik Är du nyfiken på att gå med i min kontemplativa bokklubb klickar du här. Vill du lära dig mer om existentiell hälsa och hur du stärker den klickar du här. https://www.kontemplativpraktik.se

Nadin Argañaraz- Economista Director de IARAF @laurasverdlick 18-12-2024

Linnéa Beijer på P3 Nyheter förklarar morgonens stora nyheter, alltid tillsammans med programledarna för Morgonpasset i P3: Margret Atladottir och David Druid. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Vi börjar med att prata om att Aftonbladets granskning av Djerf Avenue blev en internationell nyhet. Bland annat Daily Mail, BBC och Cosmopolitan rapporterade om vittnesmålen om den kassa arbetsmiljön på influencern Matilda Djerfs klädföretag. Matilda Djerf svarar i ett mejl och hänvisar till ett uttalande i Aftonbladet att hon är ledsen om någon mått dåligt i sin roll på grund av hur hon betett sig. Men känner inte igen sig i alla vittnesmål.Sen går vi vidare till prata om arbetsmiljön i en annan bransch. Arga föräldrar orosanmäler socialsekreterares barn, rapporterar Ekot.

Arrancamos la semana en alerta por riesgo de inundaciones. Hay aviso naranja por fuertes precipitaciones en Bizkaia y Gipuzkoa y se está muy pendiente de los ríos en Araba y Nafarroa con especial atención a la evolución del Ega y del Arga en Pamplona ya que no para de llover y los coches han amanecido cubiertos con aguanieve....

Sanny reder ut ilskan och Svensson hjärta Grauers.

Hasta el set de Radio Euskadi se han acercado Miren Iñarga, la actual directora de Musikene e Iñaki Salvador profesor de la primera promoción de JAZZ, para contarnos en primer apersona qué es Musikene....

S3 Ep10 Episode Shownotes:“If you want to go for it, you will do it no matter what your age.” —Galilee ArgaAge is just a number, and it's never too early or too late to chase your dreams and make a difference. Galilee is a 13-year-old dynamo who's already running her own successful balloon business, Free Spirit Balloons, while also excelling in school, sports, and extracurricular activities. This driven young girl has her sights set on a college scholarship to Stanford, where she hopes to continue her volleyball career and pursue a business degree.Tune in to hear Galilee's inspiring story, from entrepreneurship and sports to academics and community involvement, and discover how Galilee is already making her mark on the world.Connect with Heather: WebsiteFacebook InstagramLinkedInEpisode Highlights:02:20 Meet Galilee 06:33 A Mother-Daughter Entrepreneurial Venture10:28 BAlancing School, Sports, and Aspirations18:09 Leadership Activities20:06 Navigating Stereotyping on Young Generations29:39 Galilee's Role Models and AdviceConnect with Galilee:  Galilee is a remarkable 13-year-old from Santa Rosa, California who is already making waves as an entrepreneur, student-athlete, and community leader. At just 13, Galilee co-founded the successful balloon decor business Free Spirit Balloons with her mother. In addition to running her own company, Galilee excels academically. However, Galilee's true passion is volleyball, and she aspires to earn a college scholarship to continue her athletic and academic pursuits, with dreams of attending the prestigious Stanford University. Galilee's infectious positivity, discipline, and determination make her an inspiring role model for her peers, showcasing the power of pursuing your passions with unwavering focus.InstagramSupport the show

Vilman löytämä matkalaukku osaa lentää! Ensimmäisellä seikkailulla Vilma auttaa äreää saunatonttua. Vilmas resväska kan flyga! På sitt första äventyr får Vilma hjälpa en ilsken bastutomte. Del 2 av 7. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Jaksoon liittyviä sanoja / Ord till avsnittet:Papperslapp – PaperilappuFlyga – LentääStuga – MökkiBastutomte – SaunatonttuArg – VihainenMantel – ViittaOm bastutomten – Tietoa saunatontustaI det här avsnittet träffar Vilma på en bastutomte, som är en är en mytisk varelse i finsk folktro. Bastutomten bor i bastun och har koll på att allt går rätt till där. Den finska bastutomten beskrivs ofta som en liten, gammal man med långt skägg. Han är bastuns beskyddare och ser till att alla som använder bastun respekterar den och håller den ren. Ibland lämnar man små gåvor till bastutomten, som mjölk eller bröd, för att visa sin uppskattning. Att bada bastu är en viktig del av livet även för många sverigefinnar som är en nationell minoritet i Sverige.Saunatonttu on suomalaisen kansanperinteen myyttinen olento. Se asuu saunassa ja varmistaa, että kaikki sujuu siellä hyvin. Saunatonttu kuvataan usein pienenä, vanhana miehenä, jolla on pitkä parta. Hän on saunan suojelija ja huolehtii siitä, että kaikki saunojat kunnioittavat saunaa ja pitävät sen puhtaana. Joskus saunatontulle jätetään kiitokseksi pieniä lahjoja. Saunomisen jälkeen saunatontulle jätetään löylyvettä, jotta sekin voi saunoa. Saunominen on tärkeä osa myös monen ruotsinsuomalaisen elämää. Ruotsinsuomalaiset ovat yksi Ruotsin viidestä kansallisesta vähemmistöstä.SarjastaDen flygande resväskan eli Lentävä matkalaukku on kaksikielinen sarja 8-vuotiaasta Vilmasta, joka salaisilla seikkailuillaan auttaa sekä ihmisiä että myyttisiä olentoja. Sarjassa on seitsemän osaa.Den flygande resväskan -kielisadut sopivat noin 5-6-vuotiaille ja sitä vanhemmille lapsille. Kuunnelkaa mielellään yhdessä ja jutelkaa tarinasta ja kuulemistanne sanoista.Sarja kuuluu ”Randiga sagor eli raidalliset sadut” -projektiin. Kaksikieliset sadut on tehty kaikilla Ruotsin kansallisilla vähemmistökielillä, eli suomeksi, saameksi, meänkielellä, jiddishiksi ja romaniksi. Tarinoita voi kuunnella myös sellaisen aikuisen tai vaikka kouluryhmän kanssa, joka osaa vähemmistökieltä vain vähän tai ei yhtään, sillä tarinaa kerrotaan samalla myös ruotsiksi.Om SerienDen flygande resväskan är en tvåspråkig serie om 8-åriga Vilma som ger sig ut på hemliga uppdrag för att hjälpa både människor och mytiska varelser. Alla avsnitt finns på finska, jiddisch, meänkieli, romani och samiska – blandat med svenska.Den här språksagan passar från ca 5-6 år och uppåt. Lyssna gärna tillsammans och prata om berättelsen, och orden ni hör.Serien ingår i projektet ”Randiga sagor” som riktar sig både till den som förstår något av de fem nationella minoritetsspråken, och till den som bara förstår svenska.Raidallisia satuja nuoremmille lapsille / Randiga sagor för yngre barn: Nalle Karlsson del 1-32Tekijät / MedverkandeText: Tuomas OjalaUppläsare: Natalie MinnevikMusik: Mikko PaavolaLjudläggning: Tuomas OjalaProducent: Tuomas OjalaTeknik och slutmix: Tuomas OjalaIllustration: Cecilia HeikkiläDigital redaktör: Noora Holm

Vilman reisuväsky saattaa lentää! Ensimäiselä seikkalulla Vilma saapii auttaa vihasta saunatonttua. Vilmas resväska kan flyga! På sitt första äventyr får Vilma hjälpa en ilsken bastutomte. Del 2 av 7. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Ord till avsnittet:Papperslapp – PaperilappuFlyga – LentääStuga – Styyka / Kämppä Bastutomte – SaunatonttuArg – VihanenMantel – MantteliOm bastutomten - SaunatontustaI det här avsnittet träffar Vilma på en bastutomte, som är en mytisk varelse i finsk folktro. Bastutomten bor i bastun och har koll på att allt går rätt till där. Den finska bastutomten beskrivs ofta som en liten, gammal man med långt skägg. Han är bastuns beskyddare och ser till att alla som använder bastun respekterar den och håller den ren. Ibland lämnar man små gåvor till bastutomten, som mjölk eller bröd, för att visa sin uppskattning. Att bada bastu är en viktig del av livet även för många sverigefinnar, som är en nationell minoritet i Sverige.Vilma kohtaa saunatontun, joka oon myyttinen olento suomalaisessa kansanuskossa. Saunatonttu assuu saunassa ja pittää vaaria siittä. Suomalainen saunatonttu kuvathaan useasti pienenä, vanhana miehenä, jolla oon pitkä parta. Hään oon saunan suojelija ja varmistaa ette kaikki jokka käyttävä saunaa respekteerava sitä ja pitävä sitä puhtaana. Joskus saunatontule jätethään pieniä lahjoja, niinku maitoa eli leipää, jolla näytethään ette häntä arvostethaan. Saunominen oon tärkeä osa elämästä monele ruottinsuomalaisele, joka oon kansalinen minuriteetti Ruottissa.Om Serien - SarjastaLentävä reisuväsky oon kaksikielinen sarja Vilmasta, 8-vuotias tyär joka lähtee jännile seikkailuile auttamhaan niin ihmisiä ko myyttisiä olentoja.Den flygande resväskan är en tvåspråkig serie om 8-åriga Vilma som ger sig ut på hemliga uppdrag för att hjälpa både människor och mytiska varelser. Alla avsnitt finns på meänkieli, finska, jiddisch, romani och samiska – blandat med svenska.Den här språksagan passar från ca 5-6 år och uppåt. Lyssna gärna tillsammans och prata om berättelsen, och orden ni hör.Serien ingår i projektet ”Randiga sagor” som riktar sig både till den som förstår något av de fem nationella minoritetsspråken, och till den som bara förstår svenska.Randiga sagor på meänkieli för yngre barn: Nalle Karlsson del 1-32Myötä / MedverkandeManus: Tuomas OjalaMeänkieliöversättning: Elina Isaksson KruukkaBerättare: Mervi JaakoMusik: Mikko PaavolaLjudläggning: Tuomas OjalaProducent på Meänraatio: Elina Isaksson KruukkaTeknik och slutmix: Elina Isaksson KruukkaIllustration: Cecilia HeikkiläDigital redaktör: Noora Holm

Vilmaki tashka hural! Pe e angluni misia zhutij e Vilma jekhe holjarniko mikolajos .Vilmas resväska kan flyga! På sitt första äventyr får Vilma hjälpa en ilsken bastutomte. Del 2 av 7. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Ord till avsnittet – på svenska och romani:Papperslapp – Paperushono lilFlyga – HuralStuga – Cino kherBastutomte – Sanuako mikolajoArg – HolarnikoMantel – KotorOm bastutomtenI det här avsnittet träffar Vilma på en bastutomte, som är en är en mytisk varelse i finsk folktro. Bastutomten bor i bastun och har koll på att allt går rätt till där. Den finska bastutomten beskrivs ofta som en liten, gammal man med långt skägg. Han är bastuns beskyddare och ser till att alla som använder bastun respekterar den och håller den ren. Ibland lämnar man små gåvor till bastutomten, som mjölk eller bröd, för att visa sin uppskattning. Att bada bastu är en viktig del av livet även för många sverigefinnar som är en nationell minoritet i Sverige.Om SerienDen flygande resväskan är en tvåspråkig serie om 8-åriga Vilma som ger sig ut på hemliga uppdrag för att hjälpa både människor och mytiska varelser. Alla avsnitt finns på romani, finska, jiddisch, meänkieli och samiska – blandat med svenska.Den här språksagan passar från ca 5-6 år och uppåt. Lyssna gärna tillsammans och prata om berättelsen, och orden ni hör.Serien ingår i projektet ”Randiga sagor” som riktar sig både till den som förstår något av de fem nationella minoritetsspråken, och till den som bara förstår svenska.Randiga sagor på romani för yngre barn: Nalle Karlsson del 1-32MedverkandeText: Tuomas OjalaÖversättning: Adam SzoppeUppläsare: Adam Szoppe (Lovari)Musik: Mikko PaavolaLjudläggning: Tuomas OjalaProducenter: Tuomas Ojala & Adam SzoppeTeknik och slutmix: Adam SzoppeIllustration: Cecilia HeikkiläDigital redaktör: Noora Holm

Nyheter och fördjupning från Sverige och världen. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play.

I Spanien är många arga på myndigheterna, för att de varnade om översvämningarna för sent. Nu blir platspåsarna billigare igen. Vi hör hur spänt det är bland unga inför valet i USA. Och sist om högtiden Diwali, där man firar ljuset i mörkret. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play.

Hanna Hellquist är orimligt arg. Christopher Garplind försöker hjälpa till (hur tror du att det kommer gå?) Därför öppnar vi upp den arga lådan! Vad för orimligt skit har du blivit arg över? Varför infiltrerar gamla Sverige den svenska hiphoppen? Vår hiphopexpert Petter Hallén vet och svarar! Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Programledare: Christopher Garplind och Hanna Hellquist.

Father Edward Looney reads and comments on The Life of Jesus Christ and Biblical Revelations: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich.Day 128Volume 2JESUS' TEACHING MISSION IN THE COUNTRY OF GENESARETH AND ON THE BANKS OF THE JORDANChapter 16: Jesus Leaves Ramoth and Goes to Arga, Azo, and EphronLEARN MORE - USE COUPON CODE ACE25 FOR 25% OFFThe Life of Jesus Christ and Biblical Revelations: From the Visions of Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich Four-Book Set - https://bit.ly/3QVreIsThe Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich - https://bit.ly/4bPsxRmThe Life and Revelations of Anne Catherine Emmerich Two-Book Set - https://bit.ly/3yxaLE5The Life of the Blessed Virgin Mary: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich - https://bit.ly/3wTRsULMary Magdalen in the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich - https://bit.ly/4brYEXbThe Mystical City of God Four-Book Set - https://bit.ly/44Q9nZbOur Lady of Good Help: Prayer Book for Pilgrims - https://bit.ly/3Ke6O9SThe Life of Jesus Christ in a Year: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich is a podcast from TAN that takes you through one of the most extraordinary books ever published. Follow along daily as Father Edward Looney works his way through the classic four-volume set, The Life of Jesus Christ and Biblical Revelations, by reading a passage from the book and then giving his commentary. Discover the visions of the famous 19th-century Catholic mystic, Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich, a nun who was privileged by God to behold innumerable events of biblical times.Anne Catherine's visions included the birth, life, public ministry, Crucifixion, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ, as well as the founding of His Church. Besides describing persons, places, events, and traditions in intimate detail, she also sets forth the mystical significance of these visible realities. Here is the infinite love of God incarnate and made manifest for all to see, made all the more striking and vivid by the accounts Blessed Anne has relayed.Listen and subscribe to The Life of Jesus Christ in a Year: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich on your favorite podcast platform or at EmmerichPodcast.com.And for more great ways to deepen your faith, check out all the spiritual resources available at TANBooks.com and use Coupon Code ACE25 for 25% off your next order.

Varför är alla arga på Magdalena Andersson? Och behöver Muharrem Demirok, alltså Centerpartiets partiledare, uppdatera sin bild av Spanien? I veckans Extra får vi svaret på de frågorna, samt en inblick i vad Jimmie Åkessons bröllop faktiskt kostade. Med: Daniel Ingmo och Viktor Barth-Kron

Father Edward Looney reads and comments on The Life of Jesus Christ and Biblical Revelations: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich.Day 127Volume 2JESUS' TEACHING MISSION IN THE COUNTRY OF GENESARETH AND ON THE BANKS OF THE JORDANChapter 16: Jesus Leaves Ramoth and Goes to Arga, Azo, and EphronLEARN MORE - USE COUPON CODE ACE25 FOR 25% OFFThe Life of Jesus Christ and Biblical Revelations: From the Visions of Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich Four-Book Set - https://bit.ly/3QVreIsThe Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich - https://bit.ly/4bPsxRmThe Life and Revelations of Anne Catherine Emmerich Two-Book Set - https://bit.ly/3yxaLE5The Life of the Blessed Virgin Mary: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich - https://bit.ly/3wTRsULMary Magdalen in the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich - https://bit.ly/4brYEXbThe Mystical City of God Four-Book Set - https://bit.ly/44Q9nZbOur Lady of Good Help: Prayer Book for Pilgrims - https://bit.ly/3Ke6O9SThe Life of Jesus Christ in a Year: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich is a podcast from TAN that takes you through one of the most extraordinary books ever published. Follow along daily as Father Edward Looney works his way through the classic four-volume set, The Life of Jesus Christ and Biblical Revelations, by reading a passage from the book and then giving his commentary. Discover the visions of the famous 19th-century Catholic mystic, Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich, a nun who was privileged by God to behold innumerable events of biblical times.Anne Catherine's visions included the birth, life, public ministry, Crucifixion, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ, as well as the founding of His Church. Besides describing persons, places, events, and traditions in intimate detail, she also sets forth the mystical significance of these visible realities. Here is the infinite love of God incarnate and made manifest for all to see, made all the more striking and vivid by the accounts Blessed Anne has relayed.Listen and subscribe to The Life of Jesus Christ in a Year: From the Visions of Anne Catherine Emmerich on your favorite podcast platform or at EmmerichPodcast.com.And for more great ways to deepen your faith, check out all the spiritual resources available at TANBooks.com and use Coupon Code ACE25 for 25% off your next order.

Det har körts VM på grus och den största av de alla kan nu ikläda sig ännu en regnbågströja. I Prylsvepet pratar vi om en kul uppfinning som hjälpte henne ta hem titeln. Två tidigare ärkerivaler har det tufft på varsitt håll och Pogacar och Kopecky har redan hunnit med att ställa skåp i sina respektive världsmästartröjor. Avsnittet presenteras i samarbete med Bookman och Tradera.

Anders & Måns läser lyssnarfrågor och tänker högt. Podden publiceras lördagar 08.00. Skriv en fråga till programmet: fraga@andersochmans.se  Vill du prenumerera på podden och lyssna utan reklam? Klicka här: https://plus.acast.com/s/fraga-anders-och-mans. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

El 7 de agosto de 2006 la policía llegó a una vivienda ubicada en el número 30 de la calle Catamarca, en la ciudad de San Miguel de Tucumán, Argentina. Allí vivían dos ex novicias, quienes decían dedicar toda su vida a la Fe y al trabajo. Aunque, todos los testimonios las señalaban como las culpables de la desaparición de una conocida suya.Tras horas de búsqueda, los agentes encontraron una salpicadura de sangre en el marco de la puerta del baño. Siguieron indagando y se toparon con otra muestra en la pared de la habitación de las mujeres. También dieron con restos mínimos en el fregadero y en la cañería de la cocina. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Los caminos de la fe, el agua y el vino se trenzan en este viaje que pretende unir la capital con el valle del Ebro. Pamplona nos da la bienvenida y extiende un amplio abanico de posibilidades. En esta ocasión buceamos en sus orígenes, en la influencia decisiva que tuvo en su desarrollo el Camino de Santiago francés. Vivimos una ruta teatralizada en la que el guía Mikel Larumbe y personajes como el rey Sancho el Fuerte o Jacoba, habitante de uno de los burgos primitivos, nos pasean por la larga y turbulenta historia pamplonesa. El decano del Colegio Navarro de Periodistas, Miguel Ángel Barón, nos ayuda a identificar otros lugares vinculados a la ruta jacobea. Antes de abandonar la ciudad de los Sanfermines echamos mano a la 'Guía molona de Pamplona' para dar un paseo en compañía de su autor, Santiago Lesmes.Aprovechamos el trazado del camino a Compostela para llegar a Puente la Reina, pequeña pero monumental población famosa por el puente románico que atraviesa el río Arga. La responsable de su oficina de turismo, Ana Belén Mañeru, nos acompaña también a la cercana iglesia de Santa María de Eunate. La senda hacia la tumba del apóstol se aleja rumbo a poniente mientras nosotros cambiamos la vieira por la copa de cristal para seguir un camino más mundano y anclado al territorio: la Ruta del Vino de Navarra. Con la ayuda de su técnica de turismo, María Amatriain, y del presidente de la Denominación de Origen Navarra, David Palacios, exploramos la gran variedad de bodegas y viñedos que salpican la mitad sur de esta comunidad. En Bodegas Ochoa (Olite) nos da la bienvenida su enóloga, Adriana Ochoa. Más al sur, en el término municipal de Castejón, Joaquín Lozano nos espera en Marqués de Montecierzo.Nuestro periplo continúa por los caminos del agua: cerca de la confluencia de los ríos Arga y Aragón encontramos Villafranca. El guía Pedro Alberto Malo nos señala algunos hitos de su arquitectura religiosa y civil. Las huertas de La Ribera producen buena parte de la materia prima del recetario local. Es imprescindible probar la verdura de temporada en restaurantes como El Lechuguero (Cascante), donde Carmelo Roncal propone una cocina de siempre con algún guiño moderno. También degustamos especialidades regionales en Casa Manolo, céntrico restaurante pamplonés regentado por Angelines Monreal.Llegados ya al Ebro, Tudela nos depara un fascinante paseo por la historia que parte de la luminosa Plaza de los Fueros. Uno de sus vecinos, el polifacético Santi Lorente, nos descubre espacios inspiradores como el Museo Muñoz Sola de Arte Moderno o la Puerta del Juicio de la catedral. A pocos kilómetros, junto a Fontellas, ponemos punto final a esta expedición hacia el sur de Navarra en El Bocal, relajante paraje donde comienza el Canal Imperial de Aragón. La guía Susana Artola nos muestra el antiguo poblado de trabajadores del canal, rodeado de zonas verdes y mucha paz.Histórico de emisiones:06/11/21Escuchar audio

El intendente de Artigas, Pablo Caram, fue condenado ayer por un delito de omisión a los deberes de funcionario público, a raíz de una investigación por el pago irregular de horas extra a funcionarios de su gobierno departamental.  Caram llegó un acuerdo con el fiscal Federico Rodríguez y aceptó la condena, que se le impuso por no haber denunciado esas irregularidades. La pena es de 14 meses de prisión en régimen de libertad a prueba, y dos horas semanales de trabajo comunitario durante cuatro meses. También fueron condenados ayer el primo del intendente y secretario general de la comuna, Rodolfo Caram, y su pareja, una funcionaria municipal, por el delito de fraude. A ambos se les impuso una pena de 24 meses de prisión, que se sustituirán por tareas comunitarias. La mujer había sido una de las beneficiarias del pago irregular de horas extras. Hoy, en tanto, deberá declarar la ahora exdiputada Valentina dos Santos, sobrina de Caram y que también era indagada en la causa. Todos ellos venían siendo investigados desde el año pasado, a raíz de una denuncia presentada por ediles del Frente Amplio y del Partido Colorado, luego de que el El País difundiera un informe con los recibos de pago a funcionarios, que en algunos casos mostraban el cobro de hasta 200 horas extra en un solo mes.  Se calcula que, entre 2020 y 2022, la Intendencia de Artigas pagó US$ 8 millones en horas extra.  Profundizamos En Perspectiva con Daniel Argañaraz, edil por el Partido Colorado en el departamento de Artigas.

DIREKT från Falsterbo, Frankrike & stugan - skärmtid, semester-livsregler och det finns skäl att bli (nästan lika) arg som May-Anita! Cecilia Blankens, Johanna Svanberg & Ebba Kleberg von Sydow är ditt sällskap! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Ni lyssnare och följare älskar verkligen arga lappar. Det gjorde att vi efter förra avsnittet på temat fick in fantastiskt många tips om arga lappar. Det enda rätta är då såklart att köra ett till avsnitt på ämnet, men med fokus på utländska arga lappar. Och så får vi lära känna Per lite bättre genom lite Freddie-frågor. Nya avsnitt varje måndag. Happy lyssning!! //Per & Freddie PODDARE: Per Johansson & Fredrik Moberg PRODUCENT: Fredrik Moberg DISTRIBUTION: Acast KONTAKT & TIPS: hemnetknarkarna@hotmail.com INSTAGRAM: @hemnetknarkarna SAMARBETEN: kontakt@galliagency.se

Annie Rejects Her Shame Annie finally rejects her abstinent life and finds how much joy a cock can bring her. By spr1987 for Literotica. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  “Oh my God… it feels so hot in my hand… and how can it be this hard and this soft feeling at the same time?”  These are the thoughts racing through my mind, as I feel a real live cock in my hands for the first time. I know what you are thinking, “You are 19 years old Annie, and you are pretty hot looking… so how can this be the first time you have had a cock in your hands?”First, thank you for saying I'm hot. As a petite red head with a larger than normal pair of tits, I think I'm pretty hot also, but it is always nice to hear it. Second, I was raised in a very religious home, and sex was absolutely forbidden. In fact, my mother even made a habit of checking my panties and bedsheets to make sure that I wasn't masturbating. Yes, I realize now how twisted that sounds. But it was how I was raised, to think that self-pleasure and sex were mortal sins. Hell, even now I feel guilty every time I touch myself. Not to mention that right now, I am feeling pretty wrong emotionally, about this cock in my hands. Although I am feeling the guilt from years of conditioning, I can't help feeling a rush of excitement all through my body, as I squeeze and rub this thick cock. I am assuming it is thick. I have no basis for this judgement because, as I said several times already, this is my first cock. All I know is that I can't get my small hand around it and when I stack both of my hands, there is still all of the big swollen head left sticking out. My God that head looks big. I catch myself thinking that it looks like the helmet of one of those stormtrooper guys from Star Wars. I have to swallow the laugh that is threatening to burst out of me. I trace my fingers around that big helmet, and I am surprised at how smooth the skin is. I trace my finger along the groove in the front and the whole cock Jumps in my hands. I look up at the guy's face, wondering if I did something wrong or hurt him or something. I see that he has his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his mouth is open in an audible moan. I make a mental note that this is a good thing. At this same time, I feel and see liquid leak out of the cock's slit. I touch it and I like how slick it feels on my fingers. I rub it between my thumb and finger and relish the slick feeling. Then I run my slick fingers around the smooth cock head. I love how slippery it feels on the smooth skin of the head. I trace my slick fingers all around the edges of the cock's helmet.  “It is like I am trying to memorize every detail of my fascinating new plaything.” I run my other hand down to the bottom of his shaft and discover his balls. I cup them and feel them move around in their soft wrinkled sack. I roll them around in my fingers, enjoying how they move so fluidly. I sort of ring my fingers around behind them and pull them down, enjoying how the sack stretches tight and I can feel the balls hard in my hand. I squeeze, just to see what this will feel like. The guy almost screams out, “Oh my God, Yes,” when I do that. I make another mental note, that this is a good thing. Then I wonder, what will happen if I squeeze his balls at the same time as I rub my finger along his tender groove? “Fuck yes.” he screams out, as I try this experiment. Well, that confirms my thesis, I smile to myself and continue to gently pulse his big full balls in one hand, while teasing his sensitive head with my other. I think to myself, I am so glad that he likes this because I really love how this feels for me when I am doing it. I start to wonder,  "How the Hell, have I never heard about how amazing cocks and balls feel?“  I have talked with quite a few other girls about their sexual experiences, and I can't remember a single one telling me how amazing cocks felt in their hands.  "I fucking Love this,”  I think to myself as I really concentrate on the feeling of this cock and those full balls in my hands. Then the thought enters my head, “If it feels this good in my hands, how will it feel in my mouth?” I immediately hear my mother's voice in my head chastising me, “You should be ashamed of yourself Annabeth, for even thinking such a thing.” Then I tell the guilt wielding mother in my head, “Shut the fuck up Mother… and it is Annie… Nobody calls me Annabeth anymore.” Then I show her that she is no longer the boss of me, as I take this big cock into my mouth. Well, to be honest, I take the head and maybe another inch or so in my mouth. “My God, this thing is big. Are they all This big?” I wonder to myself as I feel that swollen thick head push into the soft spot at the roof of my mouth. I pull my mouth off of it enough, so that I can suck my lips around the helmet. I run my tongue around the smooth head, as I suck my cheeks around it. “Oh my God, this feels so exciting and so naughty,” I think to myself as I feel like I will pee myself from the overwhelming exhilaration. I am suddenly yanked from my moment of bliss, when I feel the guy's hands grab my head almost violently. Again, thinking that I hurt him, I try to pull my mouth off of his cock. He latches on even harder and almost begs, “No, Please don't stop… keep doing That…” Relieved that I am not doing it wrong, I go back to doing what I was just doing. As I run my tongue around his smooth head and down the shaft as far as I can reach my tongue, I moan around the cock, as I recover my overwhelming feeling of exhilaration at the feel of this cock on my lips, and on my tongue, and on the fleshy insides of my cheeks. I slide all of them over and around this cock, as I rediscover the feeling of his big balls in my hand. Overcome by the sensations of this cock in my mouth, I can't stop my other hand from sliding under my skirt and into my thong. Um, I am so fucking wet. I push two fingers into my wet pussy. My pussy feels so wet and squishy and warm around my fingers. I wonder if this is what his cock feels when it is in my mouth. I start to imagine that my fingers and his cock are the same. I start to push my mouth on his cock more and more, as I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside myself. I move up and down on his cock at the same speed as I am pushing my fingers into me. When I begin to gag myself by forcing his cock into my mouth so fast and so deep, I realize how fast and desperately I am finger fucking myself. It is at that exact moment that I push myself over the edge and cum Streaming around his cock. I didn't realize how close he was, until at that same time, I feel his cock swell even larger and twitch in my mouth as I feel hot surges hitting the back of my throat. Because I am in the middle of an uncontrolled scream,  “I feel his cum continue to shoot directly down my throat. I can actually feel it coating my throat.”  Then I start coughing uncontrollably, because, as I was riding my overpowering orgasm, I was also desperately gasping for breath. I hope I didn't breathe his cum into my lungs. For a fleeting moment, I wonder if it is possible to drown from cum in my lungs? As I get control of my breathing, I realize that I am not going to drown. I am twice as relieved, knowing that my mother will not have to recover my body from the university, after learning that I died by drowning in cum, as I sucked the cock of a guy I just met. Jeff… or Jake… or is it Jim? I am pretty sure it is a “J” name. I hope it is the overpowering orgasm I just had that is keeping my brain from recalling his name, and not the fact that I am a total slut who sucks the cock of a guy she doesn't know the name of. As I contemplate how much of a slut I really am, I start to think,  "Well, if I am going to condemn myself for being a slut, I might as well go all the way.“  In that moment, I decide that I am getting fucked for the first time. Well, that is if this guy… J.. something, can get his cock hard again. Realizing the decision is in my hands… literally… I am holding his softening cock in my hand… I start to slowly squeeze and stroke it. Figuring that I should get J… J… J-dog involved in the decision, I say to him,  "Um, I loved how your cock felt in my mouth… I would love even more to feel what he is like in my pussy… You want to feel your big, thick cock deep inside me?” “Fuck Yeah,” he enthusiastically agrees. Then in a more subdued way he adds, “But you got to give me a minute… You know… to get ready…” I do in fact know what he means. I can feel his cock in my hand, clearly not ready to do the pushing that I so desperately need right now. It is not an unpleasant feeling though. I actually really enjoy the soft, flexible feeling of his cock in my hand. It is not fully soft, but just hard enough to weigh heavily in my hand. I squeeze it and I love the way it compresses. It feels like a very warm stress toy. I realize how much I would love to have a cock in this exact state, when I am stressed in class or doing an assignment in my dorm. I shake it and flop it around in my hand and love the way it moves. “I am suddenly jealous, that guys get to have these things with them all the time. Then I wonder if they hold them and squeeze them when they need stress relief?” He taps me on the head and rips me from the labyrinth of my twisted thoughts. It is then that I realize that his cock is Very much up for the task at hand… again, my hand… “Don't you think you should take off your clothes? Or do you just want me to bend you over and flip up your skirt?” he asks me. “Oh My,” I think to myself, as I suddenly get the image in my head of him forcing me over the arm of the couch and taking me from behind like an animal. Battling with myself in my mind, I think I should lead him to think I am a lady and do this in a dignified manner. However, I realize that I fucking need this Bad and I need it Now. Standing up, I reach under my skirt and almost tear my thong as I pull it off my hips and down my legs. Then I turn toward the arm of the couch and lean over it, as I spread my legs. As I turn to look back at him, the desperate look on my face, is all the answer he needs. I keep looking back as he aims his cock toward my wet, waiting, and Very willing pussy. He doesn't even use his hands as he pushes it against my swollen and Very sensitive pussy lips. He moves back and forth slightly, making his cock slide along my wet groove. Oh my God, the feeling of the big smooth head is even more amazing against the lips of my pussy, than it was against the lips of my mouth. I squeeze my pussy, trying to kiss it… to suck it into me… I feel his cock start to push my lips open. I realize that he is not moving, it is me, who is moving back, desperately trying to fuck myself onto his cock. I feel him slightly pull back with each of my thrust back. I look up to see him grinning at the desperate look on my face. I finally beg out loud,  "Please… put it in… Please… fuck me… Please… Fuck me Now…“ Without a word he pushes his cock right into me. I gasp out loud as I literally feel like all of the air is pushed out of my lungs. I am not sure how deep he went with that first thrust, but I feel like I am impaled on the damn thing. I feel so full that I am afraid I will tear in half, if he pushes any deeper. Surprisingly, it is not painful though. Luckily for both of us, I broke my hymen in a tragic accidental fall on a dildo… Okay, I was masturbating. I said my mother made me feel guilty about it. I never said that I didn't do it. And thank God that I did. This may be the first real cock inside me, but it is Definitely not the first time I have had cock like objects inside me. And my God, the number of cock like objects I have inside me… Well, let's just say I have been training Very hard for this moment. Yet, for all of the training I have done, None of it compares to what this feels like for real. Fuck, the heat and hard flexibility of this cock inside me… It is almost indescribable. I feel like he is entering my soul. I feel like his cock is in control of my body and mind. I want this… I want this a Lot. Then, just when I am deciding that this feeling is better than anything I can imagine, he starts to move slowly out and then back in… and it gets better… Much better. I feel like he is turning me inside out, as he slowly pulls his cock out of me. Then he holds it with just the head inside me, keeping me spread so wide. I get desperate for more. Why the Fuck is he holding it there? I look back pleadingly. I see him smile at me with a devilish grin and then, Slam, he pushes all the way back inside me. Three things happen at the same time.  I feel him pound deep inside me. His big heavy balls Slap against my WAY oversensitive clit. I actually see stars and lose control of my legs as I cum so hard that I am afraid I popped a blood vessel in my head.  I am not sure if I lose consciousness, but as I ride the most amazing orgasm of my life, I feel like I am flopping around like my whole body is made of jelly, as he continues to hammer away in and out of me. When I feel fluids gushing out of my pussy, I am mortified, thinking that I must have lost control of myself and peed all over his cock, balls and thighs. He suddenly stops fucking, with his cock half inside me. I am afraid that he is grossed out by my loss of control. I am sure that I will be humiliated when everyone at the university hears about "Annie the incontinent slut”. Then he surprises me by saying,  “Fuck Yeah… You're a squirter. I never fucked a squirter before. That was fucking amazing.”  “That shit splashed out of you so hard, I felt like someone turned a hose on me.” With my face so red that I am sure it is glowing, I ask him, “So you are not grossed out by That?” “Fuck No,” he answers and then starts pushing his cock back in and out of me. I am embarrassed by the loud squishing and squelching sounds his cock is making as he fucks in and out of me. Then I feel a weird new feeling. It is like there is a surge of water into me with each thrust in, and a much stronger suction with each pull out. As I realize that I am building to another orgasm, he warns me, “I got to tell you, after I cum once, I can keep going for a Very long time after. The thoughts of this amazing cock fucking me for a Very long time, sends waves of exhilaration through me and I Clench around his cock, telling him,  "Give me All you got…  Fuck me hard and long…  fuck me until I can't walk.” My spontaneous haiku has the desired effect, and he Slams into me so hard that his hips Slap on my ass and it stings like he spanked me with his hand. I feel him grab my hips with both hands. He grabs so hard that I can feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh in the hollows of my hip bones. Then just as quickly he releases them, and I feel his hands reach up to unbutton my blouse. Feeling him fumbling with them, I reach up and take over. I quickly have the buttons undone and I wildly flap my arms trying to throw the blouse off of me. As my blouse finally flies off my wildly flailing arm, I feel his hands grab my bra clasp and almost violently pull it open. Leaning forward like I am, the bra Snaps open and falls down my arms. My 36 double D tits that were straining hard against my bra, are now free and wildly flapping their wings trying to fly away. Well, more flopping than flapping. With each of his hard thrusts into me, I feel my heavy tits bounce forward and Slap against my neck and shoulders. Then I feel them recoil and Slap back against my rib cage and under my arms. Yes, in case you missed it, they are all natural and definitely out of my ability to control them. He is relentlessly fucking me, and I can already feel my heavy tits start to ache from their wild flopping and bouncing. I am about to reach up to catch them with my hand and arm, to try to stop the bouncing, when I feel him reach around and cup each of my tits in his hands. I feel him hold them just enough, so that that they jiggle and bounce in his hands. The rubbing of my nipples on his palms is driving me fucking insane. He Squeezes my tits and weighs them appreciatively, as he tells me, “You've got fucking amazing tits. I love these big fucking tits.” Then for emphasis, he takes my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and pulls, and rolls, and Pinches them, which pushes me over a cliff I wasn't even sure I was standing next to. “Fuck,” I Scream out loud, as once again I feel my fluids gush out of me and my arms give out, as I fall on my face, having another overwhelming orgasm. As my pussy squeezes and spasms around his cock inside me, I keep getting electric shocks of overstimulation, which makes my orgasm continue like a series of explosions that won't end. All I can think about is the overpowering pleasure and the feeling of that cock filling me and touching me so completely. I have never done drugs, but I imagine this feeling of euphoria must be what drug addicts feel. I know right then and there that I will need to feel this all the time, from now on. I am suddenly pulled from my post orgasm bliss, by a new sensation. As he continues to slowly push in and out of my pussy, he starts to lightly tease my sensitive butt hole with his thumb. It feels like he is thrumming my sensitive ring with his thumb, like it is a guitar string or something. There is something very naughty and very exciting about it. It is also sending electric shocks of excitement through my entire body with each thrum of his thumb. Each thrum seems to short circuit my brain and it also seems to excite every nerve inside my already overstimulated pussy. I feel my excitement being driven higher and higher. I feel like it will become too much for my body and mind to handle, and I will fucking explode. “Fuck,” I Scream out, as he changes from a thrumming of my butt hole to a thumping of his thumb on it. Oh my God… I have Never felt anything like this, and it is making my entire body twitch and spasm with each thump. He is doing it at a faster pace now and I can almost feel my pulse beating faster to match his thumping pace. I suddenly realize that I am loudly moaning in a rhythmic pattern, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” over and over, with each thump of his thumb on my butt hole. I also realize that I am pushing back onto his cock desperately to meet his cock pushing into me, at the same pace. I also feel myself pushing back onto that fucking thumb, that is driving me insane. Feeling how positively my body is reacting to his teasing, on the next thump, he doesn't stop. He pushes his thumb right past my tight ring. I loudly Gasp, “Oh,” as I feel his thumb Pop past my tight butt hole. I notice immediately how wet and slippery his thumb is, from all of the fluids I recently squirted all over him. I also notice that his thumb doesn't feel anything like I thought it would. I had thought about anal sex before, but always dismissed the idea because I imagined that it would hurt quite badly. But this… this feels Very different than I feared it would. As I start to squeeze my butt around his thumb, sort of getting a better feel of my sudden intruder, I realize that he is slowly pushing and pulling it in and out of me, in time to his cock's motion in my pussy. I realize that I Really like this double stimulation. I start to grind back again, pushing his cock and thumb into me harder and faster. I suddenly feel a desperate need for more. I want him fucking me deep and hard in both of my holes. An image enters my brain of getting fucked like this by two different men… two cocks… one in my pussy and one in my butt… oh my God… do I really want to feel a cock in my butt??? His cock is so much bigger than his thumb, but that damn thumb feels so fucking good right now… These are all the random, wild thoughts racing through my head as I come to the conclusion,  “Hell Yes, I want to know what his cock will feel like in my butt.” Before I can chicken out, I turn my head back and meekly tell him,  "You can put it in my… butt… You know… fuck my butt… if you want…“ "Oh God Yes,” he almost shouts, as I feel him quickly pull his cock from my pussy. I feel empty, physically and emotionally, as that cock is suddenly ripped away from me. However, that emptiness is just as quickly filled when I feel him push that cock right into my butt. Fortunately for me, he didn't jam it in as deep and as fast as he did when he first entered my pussy. However, it was hard and deep enough to make me feel like I am trying to suck all the oxygen out of the air as I Gasp from the sudden intrusion. As my whole body Clenches in response to the large visitor in my butt, I feel like someone is touching me with live wires. Shock after shock races through my body, and my mind is short circuited as it tries to decide on the right response to having a cock suddenly shoved into my virgin butt hole. Finally, my brain settles on pleasure, and I realize that my whole-body clench is relaxing, and I am releasing my butt hole's death grip on his cock. He feels me relax and starts to slowly push more of his cock into me. This makes my brain reconsider its decision and my body puts on the breaks again, resuming my butt's death grip on his cock. He stops again, which causes my brain and body to give in again. After a seemingly endless series of stops and starts, I feel his hips press against my round fleshy butt, and I realize that he is fully inside me. And when I say fully, I mean Full. I never imagined such a full feeling. I feel like he is touching places that I didn't even know I had inside me. In fact, I think he is pushing up against my pancreas. Where the heck is the pancreas anyway? It's got to be up in there somewhere, right? All thoughts of my pancreas fly out of my head as I feel him slowly draw his cock out of me. I feel like he is pulling my soul out of me through my butt. I almost laugh as I think about the movie “Riddick”, and the scenes where the Necromancer guy is pulling a person's soul out of them. Except in my case, he is doing it from my butt hole. My urge to laugh is suddenly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure as he draws his cock along something VERY sensitive inside me. I moan out loud as I feel something so fantastic, it should have its own emoji. Then he pushes back in, causing me to start speaking in a language I have never heard before. I think if I could translate the words into English, they would come out as,  "Oh my god that feels amazing. Fuck me Harder with that amazing cock of yours. Pound me until my guts spill out of my mouth.“  Instead, to my ears the words sound like,  "Arga ah ah Gah; gahd…” Lucky for me, that he is fluent in “Cock Hungry Whore” or he is able to read my mind, because he starts to hammer into me fast and hard. This apparently rattles my brain enough that I can speak English again and I cry out,  "God! Yes! More! Please!“ Like a true gentleman, he gives me exactly what I asked for. I have to brace my hands to keep from being driven face first into the couch again. I feel my tits flopping wildly again. They even Slap me in the face, as I look down and back, to see if I can see his cock pushing into me. That will teach me to get in the way of those things when they are bouncing out of control. The sudden realization that his heavy balls are Slapping against my sensitive pussy with each thrust, takes my mind off my swinging tits, and drives me headlong toward the cliff of another powerful orgasm. As he bottoms out and Slap against my pussy one more time, I cum so hard that I let out a scream so high pitched that only dogs can hear it. At that same time, I feel his cock twitch inside me and his hands Clamp around my hips, as he shoots surge after surge after surge of cum Deep inside me. Then he collapses on top of my exhausted body. He is much larger than me and rather muscular. I feel like he will crush me. Again, my mind drifts to my mother and what she will think about her daughter, being crushed to death, with the man's cock still hard in her ass.  "Get out of my head Mom… Let me enjoy the feeling of this cock slowly softening in my butt,” I shout in my mind. As I push all thoughts of my mother out of my head, I begin to really enjoy the feeling of this cock inside my butt. It is still so hot. My God, it is like it is on fire, warming me from the inside. And as it softens, I feel it slowly pulling from me. I feel my butt clenching, trying to hold this cock inside me. I don't want it to go. I want to keep feeling this cock inside me. I am almost afraid of how empty I will feel when he is finally out of me. Then Pop, his cock finally pulls from my clenching butt hole. As I feared, I feel empty and long for the cock that was just in my butt. “Justin… That's his name,” I realize. Then I laugh at the way my brain finally came up with that, as I thought about his cock “just in” my butt. Hearing me laughing unexpectedly, he asks me, “What… What's so funny?” Unable to control my laughter, I try to explain,  "Justin… your name… and you were just in my butt… and just in my pussy… and just in my mouth…“  At that point I begin laughing so hard that I can't say any more. He barks out a laugh and says,  "You idiot… my name is Jason."  Then he continues laughing as he sees the surprised look on my face. If I could lift my arm, I would slap my palm against my head. Instead, I begin laughing hysterically again. We are now both laughing so hard that I feel both of our bodies shaking uncontrollably. Thank God he finally rolls off of me though, or I would have literally died laughing. Well, at least I would go out having been so thoroughly fucked. Although I would die happy, I sure as Hell would not be happy dying. As I lay here in the afterglow of pleasure I could never have imagined before, all I can think about is,  "When can I do this again? When can I feel THIS again?”  This may have been my first experience with a real cock, but I know for sure that it will Definitely not be my last. I want more… so much more. I want to know if all cocks feel like That or if it is just Justin… Jason… whoever… that can make me feel THIS.  Even now I am thinking about that God of a man in my Chemistry class, and whether a guy that big will have a bigger cock than Jason. Then there is that guy with the dark chocolate skin who lives on the floor above mine in the dorm… Is it true what they say? I am so going to find out. I suddenly realize that there are a great many cocks in the world for me to sample… and I want to sample as many as I can… I laugh at myself and how just a few hours ago, I was worrying myself to death over whether I was finally going to give up my virginity tonight. After years of being told how immoral sex outside of marriage is, and how sex for other than procreation is a sin,  I was so wrought with guilt for wanting to experience it. Now, I can't imagine going without this ever again. Fuck procreation and fuck my mother. I fucking Love the way THIS feels, and there is no fucking way I am abstaining from this ever again.  In fact, I can't wait to get my next cock in my hands… in my mouth… in All of me. I have so much lost time to make up for and I can't wait to start… By spr1987 for Literotica  Rejects Her Shame Annie finally rejects her abstinent life and finds how much joy a cock can bring her. By spr1987 for Literotica. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “Oh my God… it feels so hot in my hand… and how can it be this hard and this soft feeling at the same time?”  These are the thoughts racing through my mind, as I feel a real live cock in my hands for the first time. I know what you are thinking, “You are 19 years old Annie, and you are pretty hot looking… so how can this be the first time you have had a cock in your hands?” First, thank you for saying I'm hot. As a petite red head with a larger than normal pair of tits, I think I'm pretty hot also, but it is always nice to hear it. Second, I was raised in a very religious home, and sex was absolutely forbidden. In fact, my mother even made a habit of checking my panties and bedsheets to make sure that I wasn't masturbating. Yes, I realize now how twisted that sounds. But it was how I was raised, to think that self-pleasure and sex were mortal sins. Hell, even now I feel guilty every time I touch myself. Not to mention that right now, I am feeling pretty wrong emotionally, about this cock in my hands. Although I am feeling the guilt from years of conditioning, I can't help feeling a rush of excitement all through my body, as I squeeze and rub this thick cock. I am assuming it is thick. I have no basis for this judgement because, as I said several times already, this is my first cock. All I know is that I can't get my small hand around it and when I stack both of my hands, there is still all of the big swollen head left sticking out. My God that head looks big. I catch myself thinking that it looks like the helmet of one of those stormtrooper guys from Star Wars. I have to swallow the laugh that is threatening to burst out of me. I trace my fingers around that big helmet, and I am surprised at how smooth the skin is. I trace my finger along the groove in the front and the whole cock Jumps in my hands. I look up at the guy's face, wondering if I did something wrong or hurt him or something. I see that he has his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his mouth is open in an audible moan. I make a mental note that this is a good thing. At this same time, I feel and see liquid leak out of the cock's slit. I touch it and I like how slick it feels on my fingers. I rub it between my thumb and finger and relish the slick feeling. Then I run my slick fingers around the smooth cock head. I love how slippery it feels on the smooth skin of the head. I trace my slick fingers all around the edges of the cock's helmet.  “It is like I am trying to memorize every detail of my fascinating new plaything.” I run my other hand down to the bottom of his shaft and discover his balls. I cup them and feel them move around in their soft wrinkled sack. I roll them around in my fingers, enjoying how they move so fluidly. I sort of ring my fingers around behind them and pull them down, enjoying how the sack stretches tight and I can feel the balls hard in my hand. I squeeze, just to see what this will feel like. The guy almost screams out, “Oh my God, Yes,” when I do that. I make another mental note, that this is a good thing. Then I wonder, what will happen if I squeeze his balls at the same time as I rub my finger along his tender groove? “Fuck yes.” he screams out, as I try this experiment. Well, that confirms my thesis, I smile to myself and continue to gently pulse his big full balls in one hand, while teasing his sensitive head with my other. I think to myself, I am so glad that he likes this because I really love how this feels for me when I am doing it. I start to wonder,  "How the Hell, have I never heard about how amazing cocks and balls feel?“  I have talked with quite a few other girls about their sexual experiences, and I can't remember a single one telling me how amazing cocks felt in their hands.  "I fucking Love this,”  I think to myself as I really concentrate on the feeling of this cock and those full balls in my hands. Then the thought enters my head, “If it feels this good in my hands, how will it feel in my mouth?” I immediately hear my mother's voice in my head chastising me, “You should be ashamed of yourself Annabeth, for even thinking such a thing.” Then I tell the guilt wielding mother in my head, “Shut the fuck up Mother… and it is Annie… Nobody calls me Annabeth anymore.” Then I show her that she is no longer the boss of me, as I take this big cock into my mouth. Well, to be honest, I take the head and maybe another inch or so in my mouth. “My God, this thing is big. Are they all This big?” I wonder to myself as I feel that swollen thick head push into the soft spot at the roof of my mouth. I pull my mouth off of it enough, so that I can suck my lips around the helmet. I run my tongue around the smooth head, as I suck my cheeks around it. “Oh my God, this feels so exciting and so naughty,” I think to myself as I feel like I will pee myself from the overwhelming exhilaration. I am suddenly yanked from my moment of bliss, when I feel the guy's hands grab my head almost violently. Again, thinking that I hurt him, I try to pull my mouth off of his cock. He latches on even harder and almost begs, “No, Please don't stop… keep doing That…” Relieved that I am not doing it wrong, I go back to doing what I was just doing. As I run my tongue around his smooth head and down the shaft as far as I can reach my tongue, I moan around the cock, as I recover my overwhelming feeling of exhilaration at the feel of this cock on my lips, and on my tongue, and on the fleshy insides of my cheeks. I slide all of them over and around this cock, as I rediscover the feeling of his big balls in my hand. Overcome by the sensations of this cock in my mouth, I can't stop my other hand from sliding under my skirt and into my thong. Um, I am so fucking wet. I push two fingers into my wet pussy. My pussy feels so wet and squishy and warm around my fingers. I wonder if this is what his cock feels when it is in my mouth. I start to imagine that my fingers and his cock are the same. I start to push my mouth on his cock more and more, as I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside myself. I move up and down on his cock at the same speed as I am pushing my fingers into me. When I begin to gag myself by forcing his cock into my mouth so fast and so deep, I realize how fast and desperately I am finger fucking myself. It is at that exact moment that I push myself over the edge and cum Streaming around his cock. I didn't realize how close he was, until at that same time, I feel his cock swell even larger and twitch in my mouth as I feel hot surges hitting the back of my throat. Because I am in the middle of an uncontrolled scream,  “I feel his cum continue to shoot directly down my throat. I can actually feel it coating my throat.”  Then I start coughing uncontrollably, because, as I was riding my overpowering orgasm, I was also desperately gasping for breath. I hope I didn't breathe his cum into my lungs. For a fleeting moment, I wonder if it is possible to drown from cum in my lungs? As I get control of my breathing, I realize that I am not going to drown. I am twice as relieved, knowing that my mother will not have to recover my body from the university, after learning that I died by drowning in cum, as I sucked the cock of a guy I just met. Jeff… or Jake… or is it Jim? I am pretty sure it is a “J” name. I hope it is the overpowering orgasm I just had that is keeping my brain from recalling his name, and not the fact that I am a total slut who sucks the cock of a guy she doesn't know the name of. As I contemplate how much of a slut I really am, I start to think,  "Well, if I am going to condemn myself for being a slut, I might as well go all the way.“  In that moment, I decide that I am getting fucked for the first time. Well, that is if this guy… J.. something, can get his cock hard again. Realizing the decision is in my hands… literally… I am holding his softening cock in my hand… I start to slowly squeeze and stroke it. Figuring that I should get J… J… J-dog involved in the decision, I say to him,  "Um, I loved how your cock felt in my mouth… I would love even more to feel what he is like in my pussy… You want to feel your big, thick cock deep inside me?” “Fuck Yeah,” he enthusiastically agrees. Then in a more subdued way he adds, “But you got to give me a minute… You know… to get ready…” I do in fact know what he means. I can feel his cock in my hand, clearly not ready to do the pushing that I so desperately need right now. It is not an unpleasant feeling though. I actually really enjoy the soft, flexible feeling of his cock in my hand. It is not fully soft, but just hard enough to weigh heavily in my hand. I squeeze it and I love the way it compresses. It feels like a very warm stress toy. I realize how much I would love to have a cock in this exact state, when I am stressed in class or doing an assignment in my dorm. I shake it and flop it around in my hand and love the way it moves. “I am suddenly jealous, that guys get to have these things with them all the time. Then I wonder if they hold them and squeeze them when they need stress relief?” He taps me on the head and rips me from the labyrinth of my twisted thoughts. It is then that I realize that his cock is Very much up for the task at hand… again, my hand… “Don't you think you should take off your clothes? Or do you just want me to bend you over and flip up your skirt?” he asks me. “Oh My,” I think to myself, as I suddenly get the image in my head of him forcing me over the arm of the couch and taking me from behind like an animal. Battling with myself in my mind, I think I should lead him to think I am a lady and do this in a dignified manner. However, I realize that I fucking need this Bad and I need it Now. Standing up, I reach under my skirt and almost tear my thong as I pull it off my hips and down my legs. Then I turn toward the arm of the couch and lean over it, as I spread my legs. As I turn to look back at him, the desperate look on my face, is all the answer he needs. I keep looking back as he aims his cock toward my wet, waiting, and Very willing pussy. He doesn't even use his hands as he pushes it against my swollen and Very sensitive pussy lips. He moves back and forth slightly, making his cock slide along my wet groove. Oh my God, the feeling of the big smooth head is even more amazing against the lips of my pussy, than it was against the lips of my mouth. I squeeze my pussy, trying to kiss it… to suck it into me… I feel his cock start to push my lips open. I realize that he is not moving, it is me, who is moving back, desperately trying to fuck myself onto his cock. I feel him slightly pull back with each of my thrust back. I look up to see him grinning at the desperate look on my face. I finally beg out loud,  "Please… put it in… Please… fuck me… Please… Fuck me Now…“ Without a word he pushes his cock right into me. I gasp out loud as I literally feel like all of the air is pushed out of my lungs. I am not sure how deep he went with that first thrust, but I feel like I am impaled on the damn thing. I feel so full that I am afraid I will tear in half, if he pushes any deeper. Surprisingly, it is not painful though. Luckily for both of us, I broke my hymen in a tragic accidental fall on a dildo… Okay, I was masturbating. I said my mother made me feel guilty about it. I never said that I didn't do it. And thank God that I did. This may be the first real cock inside me, but it is Definitely not the first time I have had cock like objects inside me. And my God, the number of cock like objects I have inside me… Well, let's just say I have been training Very hard for this moment. Yet, for all of the training I have done, None of it compares to what this feels like for real. Fuck, the heat and hard flexibility of this cock inside me… It is almost indescribable. I feel like he is entering my soul. I feel like his cock is in control of my body and mind. I want this… I want this a Lot. Then, just when I am deciding that this feeling is better than anything I can imagine, he starts to move slowly out and then back in… and it gets better… Much better. I feel like he is turning me inside out, as he slowly pulls his cock out of me. Then he holds it with just the head inside me, keeping me spread so wide. I get desperate for more. Why the Fuck is he holding it there? I look back pleadingly. I see him smile at me with a devilish grin and then, Slam, he pushes all the way back inside me. Three things happen at the same time.  I feel him pound deep inside me. His big heavy balls Slap against my WAY oversensitive clit. I actually see stars and lose control of my legs as I cum so hard that I am afraid I popped a blood vessel in my head.  I am not sure if I lose consciousness, but as I ride the most amazing orgasm of my life, I feel like I am flopping around like my whole body is made of jelly, as he continues to hammer away in and out of me. When I feel fluids gushing out of my pussy, I am mortified, thinking that I must have lost control of myself and peed all over his cock, balls and thighs. He suddenly stops fucking, with his cock half inside me. I am afraid that he is grossed out by my loss of control. I am sure that I will be humiliated when everyone at the university hears about "Annie the incontinent slut”. Then he surprises me by saying,  “Fuck Yeah… You're a squirter. I never fucked a squirter before. That was fucking amazing.”  “That shit splashed out of you so hard, I felt like someone turned a hose on me.” With my face so red that I am sure it is glowing, I ask him, “So you are not grossed out by That?” “Fuck No,” he answers and then starts pushing his cock back in and out of me. I am embarrassed by the loud squishing and squelching sounds his cock is making as he fucks in and out of me. Then I feel a weird new feeling. It is like there is a surge of water into me with each thrust in, and a much stronger suction with each pull out. As I realize that I am building to another orgasm, he warns me, “I got to tell you, after I cum once, I can keep going for a Very long time after. The thoughts of this amazing cock fucking me for a Very long time, sends waves of exhilaration through me and I Clench around his cock, telling him,  "Give me All you got…  Fuck me hard and long…  fuck me until I can't walk.” My spontaneous haiku has the desired effect, and he Slams into me so hard that his hips Slap on my ass and it stings like he spanked me with his hand. I feel him grab my hips with both hands. He grabs so hard that I can feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh in the hollows of my hip bones. Then just as quickly he releases them, and I feel his hands reach up to unbutton my blouse. Feeling him fumbling with them, I reach up and take over. I quickly have the buttons undone and I wildly flap my arms trying to throw the blouse off of me. As my blouse finally flies off my wildly flailing arm, I feel his hands grab my bra clasp and almost violently pull it open. Leaning forward like I am, the bra Snaps open and falls down my arms. My 36 double D tits that were straining hard against my bra, are now free and wildly flapping their wings trying to fly away. Well, more flopping than flapping. With each of his hard thrusts into me, I feel my heavy tits bounce forward and Slap against my neck and shoulders. Then I feel them recoil and Slap back against my rib cage and under my arms. Yes, in case you missed it, they are all natural and definitely out of my ability to control them. He is relentlessly fucking me, and I can already feel my heavy tits start to ache from their wild flopping and bouncing. I am about to reach up to catch them with my hand and arm, to try to stop the bouncing, when I feel him reach around and cup each of my tits in his hands. I feel him hold them just enough, so that that they jiggle and bounce in his hands. The rubbing of my nipples on his palms is driving me fucking insane. He Squeezes my tits and weighs them appreciatively, as he tells me, “You've got fucking amazing tits. I love these big fucking tits.” Then for emphasis, he takes my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and pulls, and rolls, and Pinches them, which pushes me over a cliff I wasn't even sure I was standing next to. “Fuck,” I Scream out loud, as once again I feel my fluids gush out of me and my arms give out, as I fall on my face, having another overwhelming orgasm. As my pussy squeezes and spasms around his cock inside me, I keep getting electric shocks of overstimulation, which makes my orgasm continue like a series of explosions that won't end. All I can think about is the overpowering pleasure and the feeling of that cock filling me and touching me so completely. I have never done drugs, but I imagine this feeling of euphoria must be what drug addicts feel. I know right then and there that I will need to feel this all the time, from now on. I am suddenly pulled from my post orgasm bliss, by a new sensation. As he continues to slowly push in and out of my pussy, he starts to lightly tease my sensitive butt hole with his thumb. It feels like he is thrumming my sensitive ring with his thumb, like it is a guitar string or something. There is something very naughty and very exciting about it. It is also sending electric shocks of excitement through my entire body with each thrum of his thumb. Each thrum seems to short circuit my brain and it also seems to excite every nerve inside my already overstimulated pussy. I feel my excitement being driven higher and higher. I feel like it will become too much for my body and mind to handle, and I will fucking explode. “Fuck,” I Scream out, as he changes from a thrumming of my butt hole to a thumping of his thumb on it. Oh my God… I have Never felt anything like this, and it is making my entire body twitch and spasm with each thump. He is doing it at a faster pace now and I can almost feel my pulse beating faster to match his thumping pace. I suddenly realize that I am loudly moaning in a rhythmic pattern, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” over and over, with each thump of his thumb on my butt hole. I also realize that I am pushing back onto his cock desperately to meet his cock pushing into me, at the same pace. I also feel myself pushing back onto that fucking thumb, that is driving me insane. Feeling how positively my body is reacting to his teasing, on the next thump, he doesn't stop. He pushes his thumb right past my tight ring. I loudly Gasp, “Oh,” as I feel his thumb Pop past my tight butt hole. I notice immediately how wet and slippery his thumb is, from all of the fluids I recently squirted all over him. I also notice that his thumb doesn't feel anything like I thought it would. I had thought about anal sex before, but always dismissed the idea because I imagined that it would hurt quite badly. But this… this feels Very different than I feared it would. As I start to squeeze my butt around his thumb, sort of getting a better feel of my sudden intruder, I realize that he is slowly pushing and pulling it in and out of me, in time to his cock's motion in my pussy. I realize that I Really like this double stimulation. I start to grind back again, pushing his cock and thumb into me harder and faster. I suddenly feel a desperate need for more. I want him fucking me deep and hard in both of my holes. An image enters my brain of getting fucked like this by two different men… two cocks… one in my pussy and one in my butt… oh my God… do I really want to feel a cock in my butt??? His cock is so much bigger than his thumb, but that damn thumb feels so fucking good right now… These are all the random, wild thoughts racing through my head as I come to the conclusion,  “Hell Yes, I want to know what his cock will feel like in my butt.” Before I can chicken out, I turn my head back and meekly tell him,  "You can put it in my… butt… You know… fuck my butt… if you want…“ "Oh God Yes,” he almost shouts, as I feel him quickly pull his cock from my pussy. I feel empty, physically and emotionally, as that cock is suddenly ripped away from me. However, that emptiness is just as quickly filled when I feel him push that cock right into my butt. Fortunately for me, he didn't jam it in as deep and as fast as he did when he first entered my pussy. However, it was hard and deep enough to make me feel like I am trying to suck all the oxygen out of the air as I Gasp from the sudden intrusion. As my whole body Clenches in response to the large visitor in my butt, I feel like someone is touching me with live wires. Shock after shock races through my body, and my mind is short circuited as it tries to decide on the right response to having a cock suddenly shoved into my virgin butt hole. Finally, my brain settles on pleasure, and I realize that my whole-body clench is relaxing, and I am releasing my butt hole's death grip on his cock. He feels me relax and starts to slowly push more of his cock into me. This makes my brain reconsider its decision and my body puts on the breaks again, resuming my butt's death grip on his cock. He stops again, which causes my brain and body to give in again. After a seemingly endless series of stops and starts, I feel his hips press against my round fleshy butt, and I realize that he is fully inside me. And when I say fully, I mean Full. I never imagined such a full feeling. I feel like he is touching places that I didn't even know I had inside me. In fact, I think he is pushing up against my pancreas. Where the heck is the pancreas anyway? It's got to be up in there somewhere, right? All thoughts of my pancreas fly out of my head as I feel him slowly draw his cock out of me. I feel like he is pulling my soul out of me through my butt. I almost laugh as I think about the movie “Riddick”, and the scenes where the Necromancer guy is pulling a person's soul out of them. Except in my case, he is doing it from my butt hole. My urge to laugh is suddenly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure as he draws his cock along something VERY sensitive inside me. I moan out loud as I feel something so fantastic, it should have its own emoji. Then he pushes back in, causing me to start speaking in a language I have never heard before. I think if I could translate the words into English, they would come out as,  "Oh my god that feels amazing. Fuck me Harder with that amazing cock of yours. Pound me until my guts spill out of my mouth.“  Instead, to my ears the words sound like,  "Arga ah ah Gah; gahd…” Lucky for me, that he is fluent in “Cock Hungry Whore” or he is able to read my mind, because he starts to hammer into me fast and hard. This apparently rattles my brain enough that I can speak English again and I cry out,  "God! Yes! More! Please!“ Like a true gentleman, he gives me exactly what I asked for. I have to brace my hands to keep from being driven face first into the couch again. I feel my tits flopping wildly again. They even Slap me in the face, as I look down and back, to see if I can see his cock pushing into me. That will teach me to get in the way of those things when they are bouncing out of control. The sudden realization that his heavy balls are Slapping against my sensitive pussy with each thrust, takes my mind off my swinging tits, and drives me headlong toward the cliff of another powerful orgasm. As he bottoms out and Slap against my pussy one more time, I cum so hard that I let out a scream so high pitched that only dogs can hear it. At that same time, I feel his cock twitch inside me and his hands Clamp around my hips, as he shoots surge after surge after surge of cum Deep inside me. Then he collapses on top of my exhausted body. He is much larger than me and rather muscular. I feel like he will crush me. Again, my mind drifts to my mother and what she will think about her daughter, being crushed to death, with the man's cock still hard in her ass.  "Get out of my head Mom… Let me enjoy the feeling of this cock slowly softening in my butt,” I shout in my mind. As I push all thoughts of my mother out of my head, I begin to really enjoy the feeling of this cock inside my butt. It is still so hot. My God, it is like it is on fire, warming me from the inside. And as it softens, I feel it slowly pulling from me. I feel my butt clenching, trying to hold this cock inside me. I don't want it to go. I want to keep feeling this cock inside me. I am almost afraid of how empty I will feel when he is finally out of me. Then Pop, his cock finally pulls from my clenching butt hole. As I feared, I feel empty and long for the cock that was just in my butt. “Justin… That's his name,” I realize. Then I laugh at the way my brain finally came up with that, as I thought about his cock “just in” my butt. Hearing me laughing unexpectedly, he asks me, “What… What's so funny?” Unable to control my laughter, I try to explain,  "Justin… your name… and you were just in my butt… and just in my pussy… and just in my mouth…“  At that point I begin laughing so hard that I can't say any more. He barks out a laugh and says,  "You idiot… my name is Jason."  Then he continues laughing as he sees the surprised look on my face. If I could lift my arm, I would slap my palm against my head. Instead, I begin laughing hysterically again. We are now both laughing so hard that I feel both of our bodies shaking uncontrollably. Thank God he finally rolls off of me though, or I would have literally died laughing. Well, at least I would go out having been so thoroughly fucked. Although I would die happy, I sure as Hell would not be happy dying. As I lay here in the afterglow of pleasure I could never have imagined before, all I can think about is,  "When can I do this again? When can I feel THIS again?”  This may have been my first experience with a real cock, but I know for sure that it will Definitely not be my last. I want more… so much more. I want to know if all cocks feel like That or if it is just Justin… Jason… whoever… that can make me feel THIS.  Even now I am thinking about that God of a man in my Chemistry class, and whether a guy that big will have a bigger cock than Jason. Then there is that guy with the dark chocolate skin who lives on the floor above mine in the dorm… Is it true what they say? I am so going to find out. I suddenly realize that there are a great many cocks in the world for me to sample… and I want to sample as many as I can… I laugh at myself and how just a few hours ago, I was worrying myself to death over whether I was finally going to give up my virginity tonight. After years of being told how immoral sex outside of marriage is, and how sex for other than procreation is a sin,  I was so wrought with guilt for wanting to experience it. Now, I can't imagine going without this ever again. Fuck procreation and fuck my mother. I fucking Love the way THIS feels, and there is no fucking way I am abstaining from this ever again.  In fact, I can't wait to get my next cock in my hands… in my mouth… in All of me. I have so much lost time to make up for and I can't wait to start… By spr1987 for Literotica

Annie Rejects Her Shame Annie finally rejects her abstinent life and finds how much joy a cock can bring her. By spr1987 for Literotica. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  “Oh my God… it feels so hot in my hand… and how can it be this hard and this soft feeling at the same time?”  These are the thoughts racing through my mind, as I feel a real live cock in my hands for the first time. I know what you are thinking, “You are 19 years old Annie, and you are pretty hot looking… so how can this be the first time you have had a cock in your hands?”First, thank you for saying I'm hot. As a petite red head with a larger than normal pair of tits, I think I'm pretty hot also, but it is always nice to hear it. Second, I was raised in a very religious home, and sex was absolutely forbidden. In fact, my mother even made a habit of checking my panties and bedsheets to make sure that I wasn't masturbating. Yes, I realize now how twisted that sounds. But it was how I was raised, to think that self-pleasure and sex were mortal sins. Hell, even now I feel guilty every time I touch myself. Not to mention that right now, I am feeling pretty wrong emotionally, about this cock in my hands. Although I am feeling the guilt from years of conditioning, I can't help feeling a rush of excitement all through my body, as I squeeze and rub this thick cock. I am assuming it is thick. I have no basis for this judgement because, as I said several times already, this is my first cock. All I know is that I can't get my small hand around it and when I stack both of my hands, there is still all of the big swollen head left sticking out. My God that head looks big. I catch myself thinking that it looks like the helmet of one of those stormtrooper guys from Star Wars. I have to swallow the laugh that is threatening to burst out of me. I trace my fingers around that big helmet, and I am surprised at how smooth the skin is. I trace my finger along the groove in the front and the whole cock Jumps in my hands. I look up at the guy's face, wondering if I did something wrong or hurt him or something. I see that he has his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his mouth is open in an audible moan. I make a mental note that this is a good thing. At this same time, I feel and see liquid leak out of the cock's slit. I touch it and I like how slick it feels on my fingers. I rub it between my thumb and finger and relish the slick feeling. Then I run my slick fingers around the smooth cock head. I love how slippery it feels on the smooth skin of the head. I trace my slick fingers all around the edges of the cock's helmet.  “It is like I am trying to memorize every detail of my fascinating new plaything.” I run my other hand down to the bottom of his shaft and discover his balls. I cup them and feel them move around in their soft wrinkled sack. I roll them around in my fingers, enjoying how they move so fluidly. I sort of ring my fingers around behind them and pull them down, enjoying how the sack stretches tight and I can feel the balls hard in my hand. I squeeze, just to see what this will feel like. The guy almost screams out, “Oh my God, Yes,” when I do that. I make another mental note, that this is a good thing. Then I wonder, what will happen if I squeeze his balls at the same time as I rub my finger along his tender groove? “Fuck yes.” he screams out, as I try this experiment. Well, that confirms my thesis, I smile to myself and continue to gently pulse his big full balls in one hand, while teasing his sensitive head with my other. I think to myself, I am so glad that he likes this because I really love how this feels for me when I am doing it. I start to wonder,  "How the Hell, have I never heard about how amazing cocks and balls feel?“  I have talked with quite a few other girls about their sexual experiences, and I can't remember a single one telling me how amazing cocks felt in their hands.  "I fucking Love this,”  I think to myself as I really concentrate on the feeling of this cock and those full balls in my hands. Then the thought enters my head, “If it feels this good in my hands, how will it feel in my mouth?” I immediately hear my mother's voice in my head chastising me, “You should be ashamed of yourself Annabeth, for even thinking such a thing.” Then I tell the guilt wielding mother in my head, “Shut the fuck up Mother… and it is Annie… Nobody calls me Annabeth anymore.” Then I show her that she is no longer the boss of me, as I take this big cock into my mouth. Well, to be honest, I take the head and maybe another inch or so in my mouth. “My God, this thing is big. Are they all This big?” I wonder to myself as I feel that swollen thick head push into the soft spot at the roof of my mouth. I pull my mouth off of it enough, so that I can suck my lips around the helmet. I run my tongue around the smooth head, as I suck my cheeks around it. “Oh my God, this feels so exciting and so naughty,” I think to myself as I feel like I will pee myself from the overwhelming exhilaration. I am suddenly yanked from my moment of bliss, when I feel the guy's hands grab my head almost violently. Again, thinking that I hurt him, I try to pull my mouth off of his cock. He latches on even harder and almost begs, “No, Please don't stop… keep doing That…” Relieved that I am not doing it wrong, I go back to doing what I was just doing. As I run my tongue around his smooth head and down the shaft as far as I can reach my tongue, I moan around the cock, as I recover my overwhelming feeling of exhilaration at the feel of this cock on my lips, and on my tongue, and on the fleshy insides of my cheeks. I slide all of them over and around this cock, as I rediscover the feeling of his big balls in my hand. Overcome by the sensations of this cock in my mouth, I can't stop my other hand from sliding under my skirt and into my thong. Um, I am so fucking wet. I push two fingers into my wet pussy. My pussy feels so wet and squishy and warm around my fingers. I wonder if this is what his cock feels when it is in my mouth. I start to imagine that my fingers and his cock are the same. I start to push my mouth on his cock more and more, as I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside myself. I move up and down on his cock at the same speed as I am pushing my fingers into me. When I begin to gag myself by forcing his cock into my mouth so fast and so deep, I realize how fast and desperately I am finger fucking myself. It is at that exact moment that I push myself over the edge and cum Streaming around his cock. I didn't realize how close he was, until at that same time, I feel his cock swell even larger and twitch in my mouth as I feel hot surges hitting the back of my throat. Because I am in the middle of an uncontrolled scream,  “I feel his cum continue to shoot directly down my throat. I can actually feel it coating my throat.”  Then I start coughing uncontrollably, because, as I was riding my overpowering orgasm, I was also desperately gasping for breath. I hope I didn't breathe his cum into my lungs. For a fleeting moment, I wonder if it is possible to drown from cum in my lungs? As I get control of my breathing, I realize that I am not going to drown. I am twice as relieved, knowing that my mother will not have to recover my body from the university, after learning that I died by drowning in cum, as I sucked the cock of a guy I just met. Jeff… or Jake… or is it Jim? I am pretty sure it is a “J” name. I hope it is the overpowering orgasm I just had that is keeping my brain from recalling his name, and not the fact that I am a total slut who sucks the cock of a guy she doesn't know the name of. As I contemplate how much of a slut I really am, I start to think,  "Well, if I am going to condemn myself for being a slut, I might as well go all the way.“  In that moment, I decide that I am getting fucked for the first time. Well, that is if this guy… J.. something, can get his cock hard again. Realizing the decision is in my hands… literally… I am holding his softening cock in my hand… I start to slowly squeeze and stroke it. Figuring that I should get J… J… J-dog involved in the decision, I say to him,  "Um, I loved how your cock felt in my mouth… I would love even more to feel what he is like in my pussy… You want to feel your big, thick cock deep inside me?” “Fuck Yeah,” he enthusiastically agrees. Then in a more subdued way he adds, “But you got to give me a minute… You know… to get ready…” I do in fact know what he means. I can feel his cock in my hand, clearly not ready to do the pushing that I so desperately need right now. It is not an unpleasant feeling though. I actually really enjoy the soft, flexible feeling of his cock in my hand. It is not fully soft, but just hard enough to weigh heavily in my hand. I squeeze it and I love the way it compresses. It feels like a very warm stress toy. I realize how much I would love to have a cock in this exact state, when I am stressed in class or doing an assignment in my dorm. I shake it and flop it around in my hand and love the way it moves. “I am suddenly jealous, that guys get to have these things with them all the time. Then I wonder if they hold them and squeeze them when they need stress relief?” He taps me on the head and rips me from the labyrinth of my twisted thoughts. It is then that I realize that his cock is Very much up for the task at hand… again, my hand… “Don't you think you should take off your clothes? Or do you just want me to bend you over and flip up your skirt?” he asks me. “Oh My,” I think to myself, as I suddenly get the image in my head of him forcing me over the arm of the couch and taking me from behind like an animal. Battling with myself in my mind, I think I should lead him to think I am a lady and do this in a dignified manner. However, I realize that I fucking need this Bad and I need it Now. Standing up, I reach under my skirt and almost tear my thong as I pull it off my hips and down my legs. Then I turn toward the arm of the couch and lean over it, as I spread my legs. As I turn to look back at him, the desperate look on my face, is all the answer he needs. I keep looking back as he aims his cock toward my wet, waiting, and Very willing pussy. He doesn't even use his hands as he pushes it against my swollen and Very sensitive pussy lips. He moves back and forth slightly, making his cock slide along my wet groove. Oh my God, the feeling of the big smooth head is even more amazing against the lips of my pussy, than it was against the lips of my mouth. I squeeze my pussy, trying to kiss it… to suck it into me… I feel his cock start to push my lips open. I realize that he is not moving, it is me, who is moving back, desperately trying to fuck myself onto his cock. I feel him slightly pull back with each of my thrust back. I look up to see him grinning at the desperate look on my face. I finally beg out loud,  "Please… put it in… Please… fuck me… Please… Fuck me Now…“ Without a word he pushes his cock right into me. I gasp out loud as I literally feel like all of the air is pushed out of my lungs. I am not sure how deep he went with that first thrust, but I feel like I am impaled on the damn thing. I feel so full that I am afraid I will tear in half, if he pushes any deeper. Surprisingly, it is not painful though. Luckily for both of us, I broke my hymen in a tragic accidental fall on a dildo… Okay, I was masturbating. I said my mother made me feel guilty about it. I never said that I didn't do it. And thank God that I did. This may be the first real cock inside me, but it is Definitely not the first time I have had cock like objects inside me. And my God, the number of cock like objects I have inside me… Well, let's just say I have been training Very hard for this moment. Yet, for all of the training I have done, None of it compares to what this feels like for real. Fuck, the heat and hard flexibility of this cock inside me… It is almost indescribable. I feel like he is entering my soul. I feel like his cock is in control of my body and mind. I want this… I want this a Lot. Then, just when I am deciding that this feeling is better than anything I can imagine, he starts to move slowly out and then back in… and it gets better… Much better. I feel like he is turning me inside out, as he slowly pulls his cock out of me. Then he holds it with just the head inside me, keeping me spread so wide. I get desperate for more. Why the Fuck is he holding it there? I look back pleadingly. I see him smile at me with a devilish grin and then, Slam, he pushes all the way back inside me. Three things happen at the same time.  I feel him pound deep inside me. His big heavy balls Slap against my WAY oversensitive clit. I actually see stars and lose control of my legs as I cum so hard that I am afraid I popped a blood vessel in my head.  I am not sure if I lose consciousness, but as I ride the most amazing orgasm of my life, I feel like I am flopping around like my whole body is made of jelly, as he continues to hammer away in and out of me. When I feel fluids gushing out of my pussy, I am mortified, thinking that I must have lost control of myself and peed all over his cock, balls and thighs. He suddenly stops fucking, with his cock half inside me. I am afraid that he is grossed out by my loss of control. I am sure that I will be humiliated when everyone at the university hears about "Annie the incontinent slut”. Then he surprises me by saying,  “Fuck Yeah… You're a squirter. I never fucked a squirter before. That was fucking amazing.”  “That shit splashed out of you so hard, I felt like someone turned a hose on me.” With my face so red that I am sure it is glowing, I ask him, “So you are not grossed out by That?” “Fuck No,” he answers and then starts pushing his cock back in and out of me. I am embarrassed by the loud squishing and squelching sounds his cock is making as he fucks in and out of me. Then I feel a weird new feeling. It is like there is a surge of water into me with each thrust in, and a much stronger suction with each pull out. As I realize that I am building to another orgasm, he warns me, “I got to tell you, after I cum once, I can keep going for a Very long time after. The thoughts of this amazing cock fucking me for a Very long time, sends waves of exhilaration through me and I Clench around his cock, telling him,  "Give me All you got…  Fuck me hard and long…  fuck me until I can't walk.” My spontaneous haiku has the desired effect, and he Slams into me so hard that his hips Slap on my ass and it stings like he spanked me with his hand. I feel him grab my hips with both hands. He grabs so hard that I can feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh in the hollows of my hip bones. Then just as quickly he releases them, and I feel his hands reach up to unbutton my blouse. Feeling him fumbling with them, I reach up and take over. I quickly have the buttons undone and I wildly flap my arms trying to throw the blouse off of me. As my blouse finally flies off my wildly flailing arm, I feel his hands grab my bra clasp and almost violently pull it open. Leaning forward like I am, the bra Snaps open and falls down my arms. My 36 double D tits that were straining hard against my bra, are now free and wildly flapping their wings trying to fly away. Well, more flopping than flapping. With each of his hard thrusts into me, I feel my heavy tits bounce forward and Slap against my neck and shoulders. Then I feel them recoil and Slap back against my rib cage and under my arms. Yes, in case you missed it, they are all natural and definitely out of my ability to control them. He is relentlessly fucking me, and I can already feel my heavy tits start to ache from their wild flopping and bouncing. I am about to reach up to catch them with my hand and arm, to try to stop the bouncing, when I feel him reach around and cup each of my tits in his hands. I feel him hold them just enough, so that that they jiggle and bounce in his hands. The rubbing of my nipples on his palms is driving me fucking insane. He Squeezes my tits and weighs them appreciatively, as he tells me, “You've got fucking amazing tits. I love these big fucking tits.” Then for emphasis, he takes my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and pulls, and rolls, and Pinches them, which pushes me over a cliff I wasn't even sure I was standing next to. “Fuck,” I Scream out loud, as once again I feel my fluids gush out of me and my arms give out, as I fall on my face, having another overwhelming orgasm. As my pussy squeezes and spasms around his cock inside me, I keep getting electric shocks of overstimulation, which makes my orgasm continue like a series of explosions that won't end. All I can think about is the overpowering pleasure and the feeling of that cock filling me and touching me so completely. I have never done drugs, but I imagine this feeling of euphoria must be what drug addicts feel. I know right then and there that I will need to feel this all the time, from now on. I am suddenly pulled from my post orgasm bliss, by a new sensation. As he continues to slowly push in and out of my pussy, he starts to lightly tease my sensitive butt hole with his thumb. It feels like he is thrumming my sensitive ring with his thumb, like it is a guitar string or something. There is something very naughty and very exciting about it. It is also sending electric shocks of excitement through my entire body with each thrum of his thumb. Each thrum seems to short circuit my brain and it also seems to excite every nerve inside my already overstimulated pussy. I feel my excitement being driven higher and higher. I feel like it will become too much for my body and mind to handle, and I will fucking explode. “Fuck,” I Scream out, as he changes from a thrumming of my butt hole to a thumping of his thumb on it. Oh my God… I have Never felt anything like this, and it is making my entire body twitch and spasm with each thump. He is doing it at a faster pace now and I can almost feel my pulse beating faster to match his thumping pace. I suddenly realize that I am loudly moaning in a rhythmic pattern, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” over and over, with each thump of his thumb on my butt hole. I also realize that I am pushing back onto his cock desperately to meet his cock pushing into me, at the same pace. I also feel myself pushing back onto that fucking thumb, that is driving me insane. Feeling how positively my body is reacting to his teasing, on the next thump, he doesn't stop. He pushes his thumb right past my tight ring. I loudly Gasp, “Oh,” as I feel his thumb Pop past my tight butt hole. I notice immediately how wet and slippery his thumb is, from all of the fluids I recently squirted all over him. I also notice that his thumb doesn't feel anything like I thought it would. I had thought about anal sex before, but always dismissed the idea because I imagined that it would hurt quite badly. But this… this feels Very different than I feared it would. As I start to squeeze my butt around his thumb, sort of getting a better feel of my sudden intruder, I realize that he is slowly pushing and pulling it in and out of me, in time to his cock's motion in my pussy. I realize that I Really like this double stimulation. I start to grind back again, pushing his cock and thumb into me harder and faster. I suddenly feel a desperate need for more. I want him fucking me deep and hard in both of my holes. An image enters my brain of getting fucked like this by two different men… two cocks… one in my pussy and one in my butt… oh my God… do I really want to feel a cock in my butt??? His cock is so much bigger than his thumb, but that damn thumb feels so fucking good right now… These are all the random, wild thoughts racing through my head as I come to the conclusion,  “Hell Yes, I want to know what his cock will feel like in my butt.” Before I can chicken out, I turn my head back and meekly tell him,  "You can put it in my… butt… You know… fuck my butt… if you want…“ "Oh God Yes,” he almost shouts, as I feel him quickly pull his cock from my pussy. I feel empty, physically and emotionally, as that cock is suddenly ripped away from me. However, that emptiness is just as quickly filled when I feel him push that cock right into my butt. Fortunately for me, he didn't jam it in as deep and as fast as he did when he first entered my pussy. However, it was hard and deep enough to make me feel like I am trying to suck all the oxygen out of the air as I Gasp from the sudden intrusion. As my whole body Clenches in response to the large visitor in my butt, I feel like someone is touching me with live wires. Shock after shock races through my body, and my mind is short circuited as it tries to decide on the right response to having a cock suddenly shoved into my virgin butt hole. Finally, my brain settles on pleasure, and I realize that my whole-body clench is relaxing, and I am releasing my butt hole's death grip on his cock. He feels me relax and starts to slowly push more of his cock into me. This makes my brain reconsider its decision and my body puts on the breaks again, resuming my butt's death grip on his cock. He stops again, which causes my brain and body to give in again. After a seemingly endless series of stops and starts, I feel his hips press against my round fleshy butt, and I realize that he is fully inside me. And when I say fully, I mean Full. I never imagined such a full feeling. I feel like he is touching places that I didn't even know I had inside me. In fact, I think he is pushing up against my pancreas. Where the heck is the pancreas anyway? It's got to be up in there somewhere, right? All thoughts of my pancreas fly out of my head as I feel him slowly draw his cock out of me. I feel like he is pulling my soul out of me through my butt. I almost laugh as I think about the movie “Riddick”, and the scenes where the Necromancer guy is pulling a person's soul out of them. Except in my case, he is doing it from my butt hole. My urge to laugh is suddenly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure as he draws his cock along something VERY sensitive inside me. I moan out loud as I feel something so fantastic, it should have its own emoji. Then he pushes back in, causing me to start speaking in a language I have never heard before. I think if I could translate the words into English, they would come out as,  "Oh my god that feels amazing. Fuck me Harder with that amazing cock of yours. Pound me until my guts spill out of my mouth.“  Instead, to my ears the words sound like,  "Arga ah ah Gah; gahd…” Lucky for me, that he is fluent in “Cock Hungry Whore” or he is able to read my mind, because he starts to hammer into me fast and hard. This apparently rattles my brain enough that I can speak English again and I cry out,  "God! Yes! More! Please!“ Like a true gentleman, he gives me exactly what I asked for. I have to brace my hands to keep from being driven face first into the couch again. I feel my tits flopping wildly again. They even Slap me in the face, as I look down and back, to see if I can see his cock pushing into me. That will teach me to get in the way of those things when they are bouncing out of control. The sudden realization that his heavy balls are Slapping against my sensitive pussy with each thrust, takes my mind off my swinging tits, and drives me headlong toward the cliff of another powerful orgasm. As he bottoms out and Slap against my pussy one more time, I cum so hard that I let out a scream so high pitched that only dogs can hear it. At that same time, I feel his cock twitch inside me and his hands Clamp around my hips, as he shoots surge after surge after surge of cum Deep inside me. Then he collapses on top of my exhausted body. He is much larger than me and rather muscular. I feel like he will crush me. Again, my mind drifts to my mother and what she will think about her daughter, being crushed to death, with the man's cock still hard in her ass.  "Get out of my head Mom… Let me enjoy the feeling of this cock slowly softening in my butt,” I shout in my mind. As I push all thoughts of my mother out of my head, I begin to really enjoy the feeling of this cock inside my butt. It is still so hot. My God, it is like it is on fire, warming me from the inside. And as it softens, I feel it slowly pulling from me. I feel my butt clenching, trying to hold this cock inside me. I don't want it to go. I want to keep feeling this cock inside me. I am almost afraid of how empty I will feel when he is finally out of me. Then Pop, his cock finally pulls from my clenching butt hole. As I feared, I feel empty and long for the cock that was just in my butt. “Justin… That's his name,” I realize. Then I laugh at the way my brain finally came up with that, as I thought about his cock “just in” my butt. Hearing me laughing unexpectedly, he asks me, “What… What's so funny?” Unable to control my laughter, I try to explain,  "Justin… your name… and you were just in my butt… and just in my pussy… and just in my mouth…“  At that point I begin laughing so hard that I can't say any more. He barks out a laugh and says,  "You idiot… my name is Jason."  Then he continues laughing as he sees the surprised look on my face. If I could lift my arm, I would slap my palm against my head. Instead, I begin laughing hysterically again. We are now both laughing so hard that I feel both of our bodies shaking uncontrollably. Thank God he finally rolls off of me though, or I would have literally died laughing. Well, at least I would go out having been so thoroughly fucked. Although I would die happy, I sure as Hell would not be happy dying. As I lay here in the afterglow of pleasure I could never have imagined before, all I can think about is,  "When can I do this again? When can I feel THIS again?”  This may have been my first experience with a real cock, but I know for sure that it will Definitely not be my last. I want more… so much more. I want to know if all cocks feel like That or if it is just Justin… Jason… whoever… that can make me feel THIS.  Even now I am thinking about that God of a man in my Chemistry class, and whether a guy that big will have a bigger cock than Jason. Then there is that guy with the dark chocolate skin who lives on the floor above mine in the dorm… Is it true what they say? I am so going to find out. I suddenly realize that there are a great many cocks in the world for me to sample… and I want to sample as many as I can… I laugh at myself and how just a few hours ago, I was worrying myself to death over whether I was finally going to give up my virginity tonight. After years of being told how immoral sex outside of marriage is, and how sex for other than procreation is a sin,  I was so wrought with guilt for wanting to experience it. Now, I can't imagine going without this ever again. Fuck procreation and fuck my mother. I fucking Love the way THIS feels, and there is no fucking way I am abstaining from this ever again.  In fact, I can't wait to get my next cock in my hands… in my mouth… in All of me. I have so much lost time to make up for and I can't wait to start… By spr1987 for Literotica  Rejects Her Shame Annie finally rejects her abstinent life and finds how much joy a cock can bring her. By spr1987 for Literotica. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. “Oh my God… it feels so hot in my hand… and how can it be this hard and this soft feeling at the same time?”  These are the thoughts racing through my mind, as I feel a real live cock in my hands for the first time. I know what you are thinking, “You are 19 years old Annie, and you are pretty hot looking… so how can this be the first time you have had a cock in your hands?” First, thank you for saying I'm hot. As a petite red head with a larger than normal pair of tits, I think I'm pretty hot also, but it is always nice to hear it. Second, I was raised in a very religious home, and sex was absolutely forbidden. In fact, my mother even made a habit of checking my panties and bedsheets to make sure that I wasn't masturbating. Yes, I realize now how twisted that sounds. But it was how I was raised, to think that self-pleasure and sex were mortal sins. Hell, even now I feel guilty every time I touch myself. Not to mention that right now, I am feeling pretty wrong emotionally, about this cock in my hands. Although I am feeling the guilt from years of conditioning, I can't help feeling a rush of excitement all through my body, as I squeeze and rub this thick cock. I am assuming it is thick. I have no basis for this judgement because, as I said several times already, this is my first cock. All I know is that I can't get my small hand around it and when I stack both of my hands, there is still all of the big swollen head left sticking out. My God that head looks big. I catch myself thinking that it looks like the helmet of one of those stormtrooper guys from Star Wars. I have to swallow the laugh that is threatening to burst out of me. I trace my fingers around that big helmet, and I am surprised at how smooth the skin is. I trace my finger along the groove in the front and the whole cock Jumps in my hands. I look up at the guy's face, wondering if I did something wrong or hurt him or something. I see that he has his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his mouth is open in an audible moan. I make a mental note that this is a good thing. At this same time, I feel and see liquid leak out of the cock's slit. I touch it and I like how slick it feels on my fingers. I rub it between my thumb and finger and relish the slick feeling. Then I run my slick fingers around the smooth cock head. I love how slippery it feels on the smooth skin of the head. I trace my slick fingers all around the edges of the cock's helmet.  “It is like I am trying to memorize every detail of my fascinating new plaything.” I run my other hand down to the bottom of his shaft and discover his balls. I cup them and feel them move around in their soft wrinkled sack. I roll them around in my fingers, enjoying how they move so fluidly. I sort of ring my fingers around behind them and pull them down, enjoying how the sack stretches tight and I can feel the balls hard in my hand. I squeeze, just to see what this will feel like. The guy almost screams out, “Oh my God, Yes,” when I do that. I make another mental note, that this is a good thing. Then I wonder, what will happen if I squeeze his balls at the same time as I rub my finger along his tender groove? “Fuck yes.” he screams out, as I try this experiment. Well, that confirms my thesis, I smile to myself and continue to gently pulse his big full balls in one hand, while teasing his sensitive head with my other. I think to myself, I am so glad that he likes this because I really love how this feels for me when I am doing it. I start to wonder,  "How the Hell, have I never heard about how amazing cocks and balls feel?“  I have talked with quite a few other girls about their sexual experiences, and I can't remember a single one telling me how amazing cocks felt in their hands.  "I fucking Love this,”  I think to myself as I really concentrate on the feeling of this cock and those full balls in my hands. Then the thought enters my head, “If it feels this good in my hands, how will it feel in my mouth?” I immediately hear my mother's voice in my head chastising me, “You should be ashamed of yourself Annabeth, for even thinking such a thing.” Then I tell the guilt wielding mother in my head, “Shut the fuck up Mother… and it is Annie… Nobody calls me Annabeth anymore.” Then I show her that she is no longer the boss of me, as I take this big cock into my mouth. Well, to be honest, I take the head and maybe another inch or so in my mouth. “My God, this thing is big. Are they all This big?” I wonder to myself as I feel that swollen thick head push into the soft spot at the roof of my mouth. I pull my mouth off of it enough, so that I can suck my lips around the helmet. I run my tongue around the smooth head, as I suck my cheeks around it. “Oh my God, this feels so exciting and so naughty,” I think to myself as I feel like I will pee myself from the overwhelming exhilaration. I am suddenly yanked from my moment of bliss, when I feel the guy's hands grab my head almost violently. Again, thinking that I hurt him, I try to pull my mouth off of his cock. He latches on even harder and almost begs, “No, Please don't stop… keep doing That…” Relieved that I am not doing it wrong, I go back to doing what I was just doing. As I run my tongue around his smooth head and down the shaft as far as I can reach my tongue, I moan around the cock, as I recover my overwhelming feeling of exhilaration at the feel of this cock on my lips, and on my tongue, and on the fleshy insides of my cheeks. I slide all of them over and around this cock, as I rediscover the feeling of his big balls in my hand. Overcome by the sensations of this cock in my mouth, I can't stop my other hand from sliding under my skirt and into my thong. Um, I am so fucking wet. I push two fingers into my wet pussy. My pussy feels so wet and squishy and warm around my fingers. I wonder if this is what his cock feels when it is in my mouth. I start to imagine that my fingers and his cock are the same. I start to push my mouth on his cock more and more, as I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside myself. I move up and down on his cock at the same speed as I am pushing my fingers into me. When I begin to gag myself by forcing his cock into my mouth so fast and so deep, I realize how fast and desperately I am finger fucking myself. It is at that exact moment that I push myself over the edge and cum Streaming around his cock. I didn't realize how close he was, until at that same time, I feel his cock swell even larger and twitch in my mouth as I feel hot surges hitting the back of my throat. Because I am in the middle of an uncontrolled scream,  “I feel his cum continue to shoot directly down my throat. I can actually feel it coating my throat.”  Then I start coughing uncontrollably, because, as I was riding my overpowering orgasm, I was also desperately gasping for breath. I hope I didn't breathe his cum into my lungs. For a fleeting moment, I wonder if it is possible to drown from cum in my lungs? As I get control of my breathing, I realize that I am not going to drown. I am twice as relieved, knowing that my mother will not have to recover my body from the university, after learning that I died by drowning in cum, as I sucked the cock of a guy I just met. Jeff… or Jake… or is it Jim? I am pretty sure it is a “J” name. I hope it is the overpowering orgasm I just had that is keeping my brain from recalling his name, and not the fact that I am a total slut who sucks the cock of a guy she doesn't know the name of. As I contemplate how much of a slut I really am, I start to think,  "Well, if I am going to condemn myself for being a slut, I might as well go all the way.“  In that moment, I decide that I am getting fucked for the first time. Well, that is if this guy… J.. something, can get his cock hard again. Realizing the decision is in my hands… literally… I am holding his softening cock in my hand… I start to slowly squeeze and stroke it. Figuring that I should get J… J… J-dog involved in the decision, I say to him,  "Um, I loved how your cock felt in my mouth… I would love even more to feel what he is like in my pussy… You want to feel your big, thick cock deep inside me?” “Fuck Yeah,” he enthusiastically agrees. Then in a more subdued way he adds, “But you got to give me a minute… You know… to get ready…” I do in fact know what he means. I can feel his cock in my hand, clearly not ready to do the pushing that I so desperately need right now. It is not an unpleasant feeling though. I actually really enjoy the soft, flexible feeling of his cock in my hand. It is not fully soft, but just hard enough to weigh heavily in my hand. I squeeze it and I love the way it compresses. It feels like a very warm stress toy. I realize how much I would love to have a cock in this exact state, when I am stressed in class or doing an assignment in my dorm. I shake it and flop it around in my hand and love the way it moves. “I am suddenly jealous, that guys get to have these things with them all the time. Then I wonder if they hold them and squeeze them when they need stress relief?” He taps me on the head and rips me from the labyrinth of my twisted thoughts. It is then that I realize that his cock is Very much up for the task at hand… again, my hand… “Don't you think you should take off your clothes? Or do you just want me to bend you over and flip up your skirt?” he asks me. “Oh My,” I think to myself, as I suddenly get the image in my head of him forcing me over the arm of the couch and taking me from behind like an animal. Battling with myself in my mind, I think I should lead him to think I am a lady and do this in a dignified manner. However, I realize that I fucking need this Bad and I need it Now. Standing up, I reach under my skirt and almost tear my thong as I pull it off my hips and down my legs. Then I turn toward the arm of the couch and lean over it, as I spread my legs. As I turn to look back at him, the desperate look on my face, is all the answer he needs. I keep looking back as he aims his cock toward my wet, waiting, and Very willing pussy. He doesn't even use his hands as he pushes it against my swollen and Very sensitive pussy lips. He moves back and forth slightly, making his cock slide along my wet groove. Oh my God, the feeling of the big smooth head is even more amazing against the lips of my pussy, than it was against the lips of my mouth. I squeeze my pussy, trying to kiss it… to suck it into me… I feel his cock start to push my lips open. I realize that he is not moving, it is me, who is moving back, desperately trying to fuck myself onto his cock. I feel him slightly pull back with each of my thrust back. I look up to see him grinning at the desperate look on my face. I finally beg out loud,  "Please… put it in… Please… fuck me… Please… Fuck me Now…“ Without a word he pushes his cock right into me. I gasp out loud as I literally feel like all of the air is pushed out of my lungs. I am not sure how deep he went with that first thrust, but I feel like I am impaled on the damn thing. I feel so full that I am afraid I will tear in half, if he pushes any deeper. Surprisingly, it is not painful though. Luckily for both of us, I broke my hymen in a tragic accidental fall on a dildo… Okay, I was masturbating. I said my mother made me feel guilty about it. I never said that I didn't do it. And thank God that I did. This may be the first real cock inside me, but it is Definitely not the first time I have had cock like objects inside me. And my God, the number of cock like objects I have inside me… Well, let's just say I have been training Very hard for this moment. Yet, for all of the training I have done, None of it compares to what this feels like for real. Fuck, the heat and hard flexibility of this cock inside me… It is almost indescribable. I feel like he is entering my soul. I feel like his cock is in control of my body and mind. I want this… I want this a Lot. Then, just when I am deciding that this feeling is better than anything I can imagine, he starts to move slowly out and then back in… and it gets better… Much better. I feel like he is turning me inside out, as he slowly pulls his cock out of me. Then he holds it with just the head inside me, keeping me spread so wide. I get desperate for more. Why the Fuck is he holding it there? I look back pleadingly. I see him smile at me with a devilish grin and then, Slam, he pushes all the way back inside me. Three things happen at the same time.  I feel him pound deep inside me. His big heavy balls Slap against my WAY oversensitive clit. I actually see stars and lose control of my legs as I cum so hard that I am afraid I popped a blood vessel in my head.  I am not sure if I lose consciousness, but as I ride the most amazing orgasm of my life, I feel like I am flopping around like my whole body is made of jelly, as he continues to hammer away in and out of me. When I feel fluids gushing out of my pussy, I am mortified, thinking that I must have lost control of myself and peed all over his cock, balls and thighs. He suddenly stops fucking, with his cock half inside me. I am afraid that he is grossed out by my loss of control. I am sure that I will be humiliated when everyone at the university hears about "Annie the incontinent slut”. Then he surprises me by saying,  “Fuck Yeah… You're a squirter. I never fucked a squirter before. That was fucking amazing.”  “That shit splashed out of you so hard, I felt like someone turned a hose on me.” With my face so red that I am sure it is glowing, I ask him, “So you are not grossed out by That?” “Fuck No,” he answers and then starts pushing his cock back in and out of me. I am embarrassed by the loud squishing and squelching sounds his cock is making as he fucks in and out of me. Then I feel a weird new feeling. It is like there is a surge of water into me with each thrust in, and a much stronger suction with each pull out. As I realize that I am building to another orgasm, he warns me, “I got to tell you, after I cum once, I can keep going for a Very long time after. The thoughts of this amazing cock fucking me for a Very long time, sends waves of exhilaration through me and I Clench around his cock, telling him,  "Give me All you got…  Fuck me hard and long…  fuck me until I can't walk.” My spontaneous haiku has the desired effect, and he Slams into me so hard that his hips Slap on my ass and it stings like he spanked me with his hand. I feel him grab my hips with both hands. He grabs so hard that I can feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh in the hollows of my hip bones. Then just as quickly he releases them, and I feel his hands reach up to unbutton my blouse. Feeling him fumbling with them, I reach up and take over. I quickly have the buttons undone and I wildly flap my arms trying to throw the blouse off of me. As my blouse finally flies off my wildly flailing arm, I feel his hands grab my bra clasp and almost violently pull it open. Leaning forward like I am, the bra Snaps open and falls down my arms. My 36 double D tits that were straining hard against my bra, are now free and wildly flapping their wings trying to fly away. Well, more flopping than flapping. With each of his hard thrusts into me, I feel my heavy tits bounce forward and Slap against my neck and shoulders. Then I feel them recoil and Slap back against my rib cage and under my arms. Yes, in case you missed it, they are all natural and definitely out of my ability to control them. He is relentlessly fucking me, and I can already feel my heavy tits start to ache from their wild flopping and bouncing. I am about to reach up to catch them with my hand and arm, to try to stop the bouncing, when I feel him reach around and cup each of my tits in his hands. I feel him hold them just enough, so that that they jiggle and bounce in his hands. The rubbing of my nipples on his palms is driving me fucking insane. He Squeezes my tits and weighs them appreciatively, as he tells me, “You've got fucking amazing tits. I love these big fucking tits.” Then for emphasis, he takes my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and pulls, and rolls, and Pinches them, which pushes me over a cliff I wasn't even sure I was standing next to. “Fuck,” I Scream out loud, as once again I feel my fluids gush out of me and my arms give out, as I fall on my face, having another overwhelming orgasm. As my pussy squeezes and spasms around his cock inside me, I keep getting electric shocks of overstimulation, which makes my orgasm continue like a series of explosions that won't end. All I can think about is the overpowering pleasure and the feeling of that cock filling me and touching me so completely. I have never done drugs, but I imagine this feeling of euphoria must be what drug addicts feel. I know right then and there that I will need to feel this all the time, from now on. I am suddenly pulled from my post orgasm bliss, by a new sensation. As he continues to slowly push in and out of my pussy, he starts to lightly tease my sensitive butt hole with his thumb. It feels like he is thrumming my sensitive ring with his thumb, like it is a guitar string or something. There is something very naughty and very exciting about it. It is also sending electric shocks of excitement through my entire body with each thrum of his thumb. Each thrum seems to short circuit my brain and it also seems to excite every nerve inside my already overstimulated pussy. I feel my excitement being driven higher and higher. I feel like it will become too much for my body and mind to handle, and I will fucking explode. “Fuck,” I Scream out, as he changes from a thrumming of my butt hole to a thumping of his thumb on it. Oh my God… I have Never felt anything like this, and it is making my entire body twitch and spasm with each thump. He is doing it at a faster pace now and I can almost feel my pulse beating faster to match his thumping pace. I suddenly realize that I am loudly moaning in a rhythmic pattern, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” over and over, with each thump of his thumb on my butt hole. I also realize that I am pushing back onto his cock desperately to meet his cock pushing into me, at the same pace. I also feel myself pushing back onto that fucking thumb, that is driving me insane. Feeling how positively my body is reacting to his teasing, on the next thump, he doesn't stop. He pushes his thumb right past my tight ring. I loudly Gasp, “Oh,” as I feel his thumb Pop past my tight butt hole. I notice immediately how wet and slippery his thumb is, from all of the fluids I recently squirted all over him. I also notice that his thumb doesn't feel anything like I thought it would. I had thought about anal sex before, but always dismissed the idea because I imagined that it would hurt quite badly. But this… this feels Very different than I feared it would. As I start to squeeze my butt around his thumb, sort of getting a better feel of my sudden intruder, I realize that he is slowly pushing and pulling it in and out of me, in time to his cock's motion in my pussy. I realize that I Really like this double stimulation. I start to grind back again, pushing his cock and thumb into me harder and faster. I suddenly feel a desperate need for more. I want him fucking me deep and hard in both of my holes. An image enters my brain of getting fucked like this by two different men… two cocks… one in my pussy and one in my butt… oh my God… do I really want to feel a cock in my butt??? His cock is so much bigger than his thumb, but that damn thumb feels so fucking good right now… These are all the random, wild thoughts racing through my head as I come to the conclusion,  “Hell Yes, I want to know what his cock will feel like in my butt.” Before I can chicken out, I turn my head back and meekly tell him,  "You can put it in my… butt… You know… fuck my butt… if you want…“ "Oh God Yes,” he almost shouts, as I feel him quickly pull his cock from my pussy. I feel empty, physically and emotionally, as that cock is suddenly ripped away from me. However, that emptiness is just as quickly filled when I feel him push that cock right into my butt. Fortunately for me, he didn't jam it in as deep and as fast as he did when he first entered my pussy. However, it was hard and deep enough to make me feel like I am trying to suck all the oxygen out of the air as I Gasp from the sudden intrusion. As my whole body Clenches in response to the large visitor in my butt, I feel like someone is touching me with live wires. Shock after shock races through my body, and my mind is short circuited as it tries to decide on the right response to having a cock suddenly shoved into my virgin butt hole. Finally, my brain settles on pleasure, and I realize that my whole-body clench is relaxing, and I am releasing my butt hole's death grip on his cock. He feels me relax and starts to slowly push more of his cock into me. This makes my brain reconsider its decision and my body puts on the breaks again, resuming my butt's death grip on his cock. He stops again, which causes my brain and body to give in again. After a seemingly endless series of stops and starts, I feel his hips press against my round fleshy butt, and I realize that he is fully inside me. And when I say fully, I mean Full. I never imagined such a full feeling. I feel like he is touching places that I didn't even know I had inside me. In fact, I think he is pushing up against my pancreas. Where the heck is the pancreas anyway? It's got to be up in there somewhere, right? All thoughts of my pancreas fly out of my head as I feel him slowly draw his cock out of me. I feel like he is pulling my soul out of me through my butt. I almost laugh as I think about the movie “Riddick”, and the scenes where the Necromancer guy is pulling a person's soul out of them. Except in my case, he is doing it from my butt hole. My urge to laugh is suddenly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure as he draws his cock along something VERY sensitive inside me. I moan out loud as I feel something so fantastic, it should have its own emoji. Then he pushes back in, causing me to start speaking in a language I have never heard before. I think if I could translate the words into English, they would come out as,  "Oh my god that feels amazing. Fuck me Harder with that amazing cock of yours. Pound me until my guts spill out of my mouth.“  Instead, to my ears the words sound like,  "Arga ah ah Gah; gahd…” Lucky for me, that he is fluent in “Cock Hungry Whore” or he is able to read my mind, because he starts to hammer into me fast and hard. This apparently rattles my brain enough that I can speak English again and I cry out,  "God! Yes! More! Please!“ Like a true gentleman, he gives me exactly what I asked for. I have to brace my hands to keep from being driven face first into the couch again. I feel my tits flopping wildly again. They even Slap me in the face, as I look down and back, to see if I can see his cock pushing into me. That will teach me to get in the way of those things when they are bouncing out of control. The sudden realization that his heavy balls are Slapping against my sensitive pussy with each thrust, takes my mind off my swinging tits, and drives me headlong toward the cliff of another powerful orgasm. As he bottoms out and Slap against my pussy one more time, I cum so hard that I let out a scream so high pitched that only dogs can hear it. At that same time, I feel his cock twitch inside me and his hands Clamp around my hips, as he shoots surge after surge after surge of cum Deep inside me. Then he collapses on top of my exhausted body. He is much larger than me and rather muscular. I feel like he will crush me. Again, my mind drifts to my mother and what she will think about her daughter, being crushed to death, with the man's cock still hard in her ass.  "Get out of my head Mom… Let me enjoy the feeling of this cock slowly softening in my butt,” I shout in my mind. As I push all thoughts of my mother out of my head, I begin to really enjoy the feeling of this cock inside my butt. It is still so hot. My God, it is like it is on fire, warming me from the inside. And as it softens, I feel it slowly pulling from me. I feel my butt clenching, trying to hold this cock inside me. I don't want it to go. I want to keep feeling this cock inside me. I am almost afraid of how empty I will feel when he is finally out of me. Then Pop, his cock finally pulls from my clenching butt hole. As I feared, I feel empty and long for the cock that was just in my butt. “Justin… That's his name,” I realize. Then I laugh at the way my brain finally came up with that, as I thought about his cock “just in” my butt. Hearing me laughing unexpectedly, he asks me, “What… What's so funny?” Unable to control my laughter, I try to explain,  "Justin… your name… and you were just in my butt… and just in my pussy… and just in my mouth…“  At that point I begin laughing so hard that I can't say any more. He barks out a laugh and says,  "You idiot… my name is Jason."  Then he continues laughing as he sees the surprised look on my face. If I could lift my arm, I would slap my palm against my head. Instead, I begin laughing hysterically again. We are now both laughing so hard that I feel both of our bodies shaking uncontrollably. Thank God he finally rolls off of me though, or I would have literally died laughing. Well, at least I would go out having been so thoroughly fucked. Although I would die happy, I sure as Hell would not be happy dying. As I lay here in the afterglow of pleasure I could never have imagined before, all I can think about is,  "When can I do this again? When can I feel THIS again?”  This may have been my first experience with a real cock, but I know for sure that it will Definitely not be my last. I want more… so much more. I want to know if all cocks feel like That or if it is just Justin… Jason… whoever… that can make me feel THIS.  Even now I am thinking about that God of a man in my Chemistry class, and whether a guy that big will have a bigger cock than Jason. Then there is that guy with the dark chocolate skin who lives on the floor above mine in the dorm… Is it true what they say? I am so going to find out. I suddenly realize that there are a great many cocks in the world for me to sample… and I want to sample as many as I can… I laugh at myself and how just a few hours ago, I was worrying myself to death over whether I was finally going to give up my virginity tonight. After years of being told how immoral sex outside of marriage is, and how sex for other than procreation is a sin,  I was so wrought with guilt for wanting to experience it. Now, I can't imagine going without this ever again. Fuck procreation and fuck my mother. I fucking Love the way THIS feels, and there is no fucking way I am abstaining from this ever again.  In fact, I can't wait to get my next cock in my hands… in my mouth… in All of me. I have so much lost time to make up for and I can't wait to start… By spr1987 for Literotica

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Annie finally rejects her abstinent life and finds how much joy a cock can bring her.By spr1987 for Literotica. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.“Oh my God… it feels so hot in my hand… and how can it be this hard and this soft feeling at the same time?” These are the thoughts racing through my mind, as I feel a real live cock in my hands for the first time. I know what you are thinking, “You are 19 years old Annie, and you are pretty hot looking… so how can this be the first time you have had a cock in your hands?”First, thank you for saying I'm hot. As a petite red head with a larger than normal pair of tits, I think I'm pretty hot also, but it is always nice to hear it. Second, I was raised in a very religious home, and sex was absolutely forbidden. In fact, my mother even made a habit of checking my panties and bedsheets to make sure that I wasn't masturbating. Yes, I realize now how twisted that sounds. But it was how I was raised, to think that self-pleasure and sex were mortal sins. Hell, even now I feel guilty every time I touch myself. Not to mention that right now, I am feeling pretty wrong emotionally, about this cock in my hands.Although I am feeling the guilt from years of conditioning, I can't help feeling a rush of excitement all through my body, as I squeeze and rub this thick cock. I am assuming it is thick. I have no basis for this judgement because, as I said several times already, this is my first cock. All I know is that I can't get my small hand around it and when I stack both of my hands, there is still all of the big swollen head left sticking out. My God that head looks big. I catch myself thinking that it looks like the helmet of one of those stormtrooper guys from Star Wars. I have to swallow the laugh that is threatening to burst out of me.I trace my fingers around that big helmet, and I am surprised at how smooth the skin is. I trace my finger along the groove in the front and the whole cock Jumps in my hands. I look up at the guy's face, wondering if I did something wrong or hurt him or something. I see that he has his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his mouth is open in an audible moan. I make a mental note that this is a good thing. At this same time, I feel and see liquid leak out of the cock's slit. I touch it and I like how slick it feels on my fingers. I rub it between my thumb and finger and relish the slick feeling. Then I run my slick fingers around the smooth cock head. I love how slippery it feels on the smooth skin of the head. I trace my slick fingers all around the edges of the cock's helmet. “It is like I am trying to memorize every detail of my fascinating new plaything.”I run my other hand down to the bottom of his shaft and discover his balls. I cup them and feel them move around in their soft wrinkled sack. I roll them around in my fingers, enjoying how they move so fluidly. I sort of ring my fingers around behind them and pull them down, enjoying how the sack stretches tight and I can feel the balls hard in my hand. I squeeze, just to see what this will feel like. The guy almost screams out, “Oh my God, Yes,” when I do that. I make another mental note, that this is a good thing. Then I wonder, what will happen if I squeeze his balls at the same time as I rub my finger along his tender groove? “Fuck yes.” he screams out, as I try this experiment.Well, that confirms my thesis, I smile to myself and continue to gently pulse his big full balls in one hand, while teasing his sensitive head with my other. I think to myself, I am so glad that he likes this because I really love how this feels for me when I am doing it. I start to wonder, "How the Hell, have I never heard about how amazing cocks and balls feel?“ I have talked with quite a few other girls about their sexual experiences, and I can't remember a single one telling me how amazing cocks felt in their hands. "I fucking Love this,” I think to myself as I really concentrate on the feeling of this cock and those full balls in my hands.Then the thought enters my head, “If it feels this good in my hands, how will it feel in my mouth?” I immediately hear my mother's voice in my head chastising me, “You should be ashamed of yourself Annabeth, for even thinking such a thing.”Then I tell the guilt wielding mother in my head, “Shut the fuck up Mother… and it is Annie… Nobody calls me Annabeth anymore.” Then I show her that she is no longer the boss of me, as I take this big cock into my mouth. Well, to be honest, I take the head and maybe another inch or so in my mouth. “My God, this thing is big. Are they all This big?” I wonder to myself as I feel that swollen thick head push into the soft spot at the roof of my mouth.I pull my mouth off of it enough, so that I can suck my lips around the helmet. I run my tongue around the smooth head, as I suck my cheeks around it. “Oh my God, this feels so exciting and so naughty,” I think to myself as I feel like I will pee myself from the overwhelming exhilaration. I am suddenly yanked from my moment of bliss, when I feel the guy's hands grab my head almost violently. Again, thinking that I hurt him, I try to pull my mouth off of his cock. He latches on even harder and almost begs, “No, Please don't stop… keep doing That…”Relieved that I am not doing it wrong, I go back to doing what I was just doing. As I run my tongue around his smooth head and down the shaft as far as I can reach my tongue, I moan around the cock, as I recover my overwhelming feeling of exhilaration at the feel of this cock on my lips, and on my tongue, and on the fleshy insides of my cheeks. I slide all of them over and around this cock, as I rediscover the feeling of his big balls in my hand.Overcome by the sensations of this cock in my mouth, I can't stop my other hand from sliding under my skirt and into my thong. Um, I am so fucking wet. I push two fingers into my wet pussy. My pussy feels so wet and squishy and warm around my fingers. I wonder if this is what his cock feels when it is in my mouth. I start to imagine that my fingers and his cock are the same. I start to push my mouth on his cock more and more, as I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside myself. I move up and down on his cock at the same speed as I am pushing my fingers into me. When I begin to gag myself by forcing his cock into my mouth so fast and so deep, I realize how fast and desperately I am finger fucking myself. It is at that exact moment that I push myself over the edge and cum Streaming around his cock.I didn't realize how close he was, until at that same time, I feel his cock swell even larger and twitch in my mouth as I feel hot surges hitting the back of my throat. Because I am in the middle of an uncontrolled scream, “I feel his cum continue to shoot directly down my throat.I can actually feel it coating my throat.” Then I start coughing uncontrollably, because, as I was riding my overpowering orgasm, I was also desperately gasping for breath. I hope I didn't breathe his cum into my lungs. For a fleeting moment, I wonder if it is possible to drown from cum in my lungs?As I get control of my breathing, I realize that I am not going to drown. I am twice as relieved, knowing that my mother will not have to recover my body from the university, after learning that I died by drowning in cum, as I sucked the cock of a guy I just met. Jeff… or Jake… or is it Jim? I am pretty sure it is a “J” name. I hope it is the overpowering orgasm I just had that is keeping my brain from recalling his name, and not the fact that I am a total slut who sucks the cock of a guy she doesn't know the name of.As I contemplate how much of a slut I really am, I start to think, "Well, if I am going to condemn myself for being a slut, I might as well go all the way.“ In that moment, I decide that I am getting fucked for the first time. Well, that is if this guy… J.. something, can get his cock hard again. Realizing the decision is in my hands… literally… I am holding his softening cock in my hand… I start to slowly squeeze and stroke it.Figuring that I should get J… J… J-dog involved in the decision, I say to him, "Um, I loved how your cock felt in my mouth… I would love even more to feel what he is like in my pussy… You want to feel your big, thick cock deep inside me?”“Fuck Yeah,” he enthusiastically agrees. Then in a more subdued way he adds, “But you got to give me a minute… You know… to get ready…”I do in fact know what he means. I can feel his cock in my hand, clearly not ready to do the pushing that I so desperately need right now. It is not an unpleasant feeling though. I actually really enjoy the soft, flexible feeling of his cock in my hand. It is not fully soft, but just hard enough to weigh heavily in my hand. I squeeze it and I love the way it compresses. It feels like a very warm stress toy. I realize how much I would love to have a cock in this exact state, when I am stressed in class or doing an assignment in my dorm. I shake it and flop it around in my hand and love the way it moves.“I am suddenly jealous, that guys get to have these things with them all the time. Then I wonder if they hold them and squeeze them when they need stress relief?”He taps me on the head and rips me from the labyrinth of my twisted thoughts. It is then that I realize that his cock is Very much up for the task at hand… again, my hand…“Don't you think you should take off your clothes? Or do you just want me to bend you over and flip up your skirt?” he asks me.“Oh My,” I think to myself, as I suddenly get the image in my head of him forcing me over the arm of the couch and taking me from behind like an animal. Battling with myself in my mind, I think I should lead him to think I am a lady and do this in a dignified manner. However, I realize that I fucking need this Bad and I need it Now.Standing up, I reach under my skirt and almost tear my thong as I pull it off my hips and down my legs. Then I turn toward the arm of the couch and lean over it, as I spread my legs. As I turn to look back at him, the desperate look on my face, is all the answer he needs.I keep looking back as he aims his cock toward my wet, waiting, and Very willing pussy. He doesn't even use his hands as he pushes it against my swollen and Very sensitive pussy lips. He moves back and forth slightly, making his cock slide along my wet groove. Oh my God, the feeling of the big smooth head is even more amazing against the lips of my pussy, than it was against the lips of my mouth. I squeeze my pussy, trying to kiss it… to suck it into me… I feel his cock start to push my lips open. I realize that he is not moving, it is me, who is moving back, desperately trying to fuck myself onto his cock. I feel him slightly pull back with each of my thrust back. I look up to see him grinning at the desperate look on my face. I finally beg out loud, "Please… put it in… Please… fuck me… Please… Fuck me Now…“Without a word he pushes his cock right into me. I gasp out loud as I literally feel like all of the air is pushed out of my lungs. I am not sure how deep he went with that first thrust, but I feel like I am impaled on the damn thing. I feel so full that I am afraid I will tear in half, if he pushes any deeper. Surprisingly, it is not painful though. Luckily for both of us, I broke my hymen in a tragic accidental fall on a dildo… Okay, I was masturbating. I said my mother made me feel guilty about it. I never said that I didn't do it. And thank God that I did. This may be the first real cock inside me, but it is Definitely not the first time I have had cock like objects inside me. And my God, the number of cock like objects I have inside me… Well, let's just say I have been training Very hard for this moment.Yet, for all of the training I have done, None of it compares to what this feels like for real. Fuck, the heat and hard flexibility of this cock inside me… It is almost indescribable. I feel like he is entering my soul. I feel like his cock is in control of my body and mind. I want this… I want this a Lot. Then, just when I am deciding that this feeling is better than anything I can imagine, he starts to move slowly out and then back in… and it gets better… Much better. I feel like he is turning me inside out, as he slowly pulls his cock out of me. Then he holds it with just the head inside me, keeping me spread so wide. I get desperate for more. Why the Fuck is he holding it there?I look back pleadingly. I see him smile at me with a devilish grin and then, Slam, he pushes all the way back inside me. Three things happen at the same time. I feel him pound deep inside me.His big heavy balls Slap against my WAY oversensitive clit.I actually see stars and lose control of my legs as I cum so hard that I am afraid I popped a blood vessel in my head. I am not sure if I lose consciousness, but as I ride the most amazing orgasm of my life, I feel like I am flopping around like my whole body is made of jelly, as he continues to hammer away in and out of me. When I feel fluids gushing out of my pussy, I am mortified, thinking that I must have lost control of myself and peed all over his cock, balls and thighs.He suddenly stops fucking, with his cock half inside me. I am afraid that he is grossed out by my loss of control. I am sure that I will be humiliated when everyone at the university hears about “Annie the incontinent slut”. Then he surprises me by saying, “Fuck Yeah… You're a squirter. I never fucked a squirter before. That was fucking amazing.” “That shit splashed out of you so hard, I felt like someone turned a hose on me.”With my face so red that I am sure it is glowing, I ask him, “So you are not grossed out by That?”“Fuck No,” he answers and then starts pushing his cock back in and out of me. I am embarrassed by the loud squishing and squelching sounds his cock is making as he fucks in and out of me. Then I feel a weird new feeling. It is like there is a surge of water into me with each thrust in, and a much stronger suction with each pull out. As I realize that I am building to another orgasm, he warns me, “I got to tell you, after I cum once, I can keep going for a Very long time after. The thoughts of this amazing cock fucking me for a Very long time, sends waves of exhilaration through me and I Clench around his cock, telling him, "Give me All you got… Fuck me hard and long… fuck me until I can't walk.”My spontaneous haiku has the desired effect, and he Slams into me so hard that his hips Slap on my ass and it stings like he spanked me with his hand. I feel him grab my hips with both hands. He grabs so hard that I can feel his fingers dig into the soft flesh in the hollows of my hip bones. Then just as quickly he releases them, and I feel his hands reach up to unbutton my blouse. Feeling him fumbling with them, I reach up and take over. I quickly have the buttons undone and I wildly flap my arms trying to throw the blouse off of me.As my blouse finally flies off my wildly flailing arm, I feel his hands grab my bra clasp and almost violently pull it open. Leaning forward like I am, the bra Snaps open and falls down my arms. My 36 double D tits that were straining hard against my bra, are now free and wildly flapping their wings trying to fly away. Well, more flopping than flapping. With each of his hard thrusts into me, I feel my heavy tits bounce forward and Slap against my neck and shoulders. Then I feel them recoil and Slap back against my rib cage and under my arms. Yes, in case you missed it, they are all natural and definitely out of my ability to control them.He is relentlessly fucking me, and I can already feel my heavy tits start to ache from their wild flopping and bouncing. I am about to reach up to catch them with my hand and arm, to try to stop the bouncing, when I feel him reach around and cup each of my tits in his hands. I feel him hold them just enough, so that that they jiggle and bounce in his hands. The rubbing of my nipples on his palms is driving me fucking insane. He Squeezes my tits and weighs them appreciatively, as he tells me, “You've got fucking amazing tits. I love these big fucking tits.”Then for emphasis, he takes my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and pulls, and rolls, and Pinches them, which pushes me over a cliff I wasn't even sure I was standing next to. “Fuck,” I Scream out loud, as once again I feel my fluids gush out of me and my arms give out, as I fall on my face, having another overwhelming orgasm. As my pussy squeezes and spasms around his cock inside me, I keep getting electric shocks of overstimulation, which makes my orgasm continue like a series of explosions that won't end. All I can think about is the overpowering pleasure and the feeling of that cock filling me and touching me so completely. I have never done drugs, but I imagine this feeling of euphoria must be what drug addicts feel. I know right then and there that I will need to feel this all the time, from now on.I am suddenly pulled from my post orgasm bliss, by a new sensation. As he continues to slowly push in and out of my pussy, he starts to lightly tease my sensitive butt hole with his thumb. It feels like he is thrumming my sensitive ring with his thumb, like it is a guitar string or something. There is something very naughty and very exciting about it. It is also sending electric shocks of excitement through my entire body with each thrum of his thumb. Each thrum seems to short circuit my brain and it also seems to excite every nerve inside my already overstimulated pussy. I feel my excitement being driven higher and higher. I feel like it will become too much for my body and mind to handle, and I will fucking explode.“Fuck,” I Scream out, as he changes from a thrumming of my butt hole to a thumping of his thumb on it. Oh my God… I have Never felt anything like this, and it is making my entire body twitch and spasm with each thump. He is doing it at a faster pace now and I can almost feel my pulse beating faster to match his thumping pace. I suddenly realize that I am loudly moaning in a rhythmic pattern, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” over and over, with each thump of his thumb on my butt hole. I also realize that I am pushing back onto his cock desperately to meet his cock pushing into me, at the same pace. I also feel myself pushing back onto that fucking thumb, that is driving me insane.Feeling how positively my body is reacting to his teasing, on the next thump, he doesn't stop. He pushes his thumb right past my tight ring. I loudly Gasp, “Oh,” as I feel his thumb Pop past my tight butt hole. I notice immediately how wet and slippery his thumb is, from all of the fluids I recently squirted all over him. I also notice that his thumb doesn't feel anything like I thought it would. I had thought about anal sex before, but always dismissed the idea because I imagined that it would hurt quite badly. But this… this feels Very different than I feared it would. As I start to squeeze my butt around his thumb, sort of getting a better feel of my sudden intruder, I realize that he is slowly pushing and pulling it in and out of me, in time to his cock's motion in my pussy. I realize that I Really like this double stimulation.I start to grind back again, pushing his cock and thumb into me harder and faster. I suddenly feel a desperate need for more. I want him fucking me deep and hard in both of my holes. An image enters my brain of getting fucked like this by two different men… two cocks… one in my pussy and one in my butt… oh my God… do I really want to feel a cock in my butt??? His cock is so much bigger than his thumb, but that damn thumb feels so fucking good right now… These are all the random, wild thoughts racing through my head as I come to the conclusion, “Hell Yes, I want to know what his cock will feel like in my butt.”Before I can chicken out, I turn my head back and meekly tell him, "You can put it in my… butt… You know… fuck my butt… if you want…““Oh God Yes,” he almost shouts, as I feel him quickly pull his cock from my pussy. I feel empty, physically and emotionally, as that cock is suddenly ripped away from me. However, that emptiness is just as quickly filled when I feel him push that cock right into my butt. Fortunately for me, he didn't jam it in as deep and as fast as he did when he first entered my pussy. However, it was hard and deep enough to make me feel like I am trying to suck all the oxygen out of the air as I Gasp from the sudden intrusion. As my whole body Clenches in response to the large visitor in my butt, I feel like someone is touching me with live wires. Shock after shock races through my body, and my mind is short circuited as it tries to decide on the right response to having a cock suddenly shoved into my virgin butt hole.Finally, my brain settles on pleasure, and I realize that my whole-body clench is relaxing, and I am releasing my butt hole's death grip on his cock. He feels me relax and starts to slowly push more of his cock into me. This makes my brain reconsider its decision and my body puts on the breaks again, resuming my butt's death grip on his cock. He stops again, which causes my brain and body to give in again. After a seemingly endless series of stops and starts, I feel his hips press against my round fleshy butt, and I realize that he is fully inside me. And when I say fully, I mean Full. I never imagined such a full feeling. I feel like he is touching places that I didn't even know I had inside me. In fact, I think he is pushing up against my pancreas. Where the heck is the pancreas anyway? It's got to be up in there somewhere, right?All thoughts of my pancreas fly out of my head as I feel him slowly draw his cock out of me. I feel like he is pulling my soul out of me through my butt. I almost laugh as I think about the movie “Riddick”, and the scenes where the Necromancer guy is pulling a person's soul out of them. Except in my case, he is doing it from my butt hole. My urge to laugh is suddenly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure as he draws his cock along something VERY sensitive inside me. I moan out loud as I feel something so fantastic, it should have its own emoji. Then he pushes back in, causing me to start speaking in a language I have never heard before. I think if I could translate the words into English, they would come out as, "Oh my god that feels amazing. Fuck me Harder with that amazing cock of yours. Pound me until my guts spill out of my mouth.“ Instead, to my ears the words sound like, "Arga ah ah Gah; gahd…”Lucky for me, that he is fluent in “Cock Hungry Whore” or he is able to read my mind, because he starts to hammer into me fast and hard. This apparently rattles my brain enough that I can speak English again and I cry out, "God! Yes! More! Please!“Like a true gentleman, he gives me exactly what I asked for. I have to brace my hands to keep from being driven face first into the couch again. I feel my tits flopping wildly again. They even Slap me in the face, as I look down and back, to see if I can see his cock pushing into me. That will teach me to get in the way of those things when they are bouncing out of control. The sudden realization that his heavy balls are Slapping against my sensitive pussy with each thrust, takes my mind off my swinging tits, and drives me headlong toward the cliff of another powerful orgasm.As he bottoms out and Slap against my pussy one more time, I cum so hard that I let out a scream so high pitched that only dogs can hear it. At that same time, I feel his cock twitch inside me and his hands Clamp around my hips, as he shoots surge after surge after surge of cum Deep inside me. Then he collapses on top of my exhausted body. He is much larger than me and rather muscular. I feel like he will crush me. Again, my mind drifts to my mother and what she will think about her daughter, being crushed to death, with the man's cock still hard in her ass. "Get out of my head Mom… Let me enjoy the feeling of this cock slowly softening in my butt,” I shout in my mind.As I push all thoughts of my mother out of my head, I begin to really enjoy the feeling of this cock inside my butt. It is still so hot. My God, it is like it is on fire, warming me from the inside. And as it softens, I feel it slowly pulling from me. I feel my butt clenching, trying to hold this cock inside me. I don't want it to go. I want to keep feeling this cock inside me. I am almost afraid of how empty I will feel when he is finally out of me. Then Pop, his cock finally pulls from my clenching butt hole.As I feared, I feel empty and long for the cock that was just in my butt. “Justin… That's his name,” I realize. Then I laugh at the way my brain finally came up with that, as I thought about his cock “just in” my butt.Hearing me laughing unexpectedly, he asks me, “What… What's so funny?”Unable to control my laughter, I try to explain, "Justin… your name… and you were just in my butt… and just in my pussy… and just in my mouth…“ At that point I begin laughing so hard that I can't say any more.He barks out a laugh and says, "You idiot… my name is Jason." Then he continues laughing as he sees the surprised look on my face. If I could lift my arm, I would slap my palm against my head. Instead, I begin laughing hysterically again. We are now both laughing so hard that I feel both of our bodies shaking uncontrollably. Thank God he finally rolls off of me though, or I would have literally died laughing. Well, at least I would go out having been so thoroughly fucked.Although I would die happy, I sure as Hell would not be happy dying. As I lay here in the afterglow of pleasure I could never have imagined before, all I can think about is, "When can I do this again? When can I feel THIS again?” This may have been my first experience with a real cock, but I know for sure that it will Definitely not be my last. I want more… so much more. I want to know if all cocks feel like That or if it is just Justin… Jason… whoever… that can make me feel THIS. Even now I am thinking about that God of a man in my Chemistry class, and whether a guy that big will have a bigger cock than Jason. Then there is that guy with the dark chocolate skin who lives on the floor above mine in the dorm… Is it true what they say? I am so going to find out. I suddenly realize that there are a great many cocks in the world for me to sample… and I want to sample as many as I can…I laugh at myself and how just a few hours ago, I was worrying myself to death over whether I was finally going to give up my virginity tonight. After years of being told how immoral sex outside of marriage is, and how sex for other than procreation is a sin, I was so wrought with guilt for wanting to experience it. Now, I can't imagine going without this ever again. Fuck procreation and fuck my mother. I fucking Love the way THIS feels, and there is no fucking way I am abstaining from this ever again. In fact, I can't wait to get my next cock in my hands… in my mouth… in All of me. I have so much lost time to make up for and I can't wait to start…By spr1987 for Literotica

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